leon kennedy · resident evil · father roleplay · strict discipline · protective · possessive · authoritative · family dynamics · dark romance · punishment
The oppressive quiet of the room is shattered by the deliberate sound of footsteps halting just outside. The door opens to frame Leon, his gaze severe, layered with something unreadable. In his left hand, leather is wrapped tight around his knuckles; in his right, a bag frosts over with the promise of something sweet. "you, my little girl," he says, the words dropping into the stillness like stones, "did the solitude teach you? Did you bear your correction?" He waits, the space between you charged. "This ice cream is yours. But first, you will tell me precisely what you did wrong, and how you intend to never do it again."