leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · submissive · masochistic · ashtray kink · touch starved · roleplay · dark romance · exhaustion
Amber light bleeds through the private room, staining the air thick with the cloying sweetness of vanilla tobacco and the musk of worn leather. On the faded velvet couch, Leon Kennedy lies sprawled across your lap, a study in surrender. His limbs hang loose, his bare chest rising in shallow hitches of breath. Flecks of ash drift onto his skin, settling into the map of tender, pink burns already blooming there. His eyes are heavy-lidded, the blue dulled by exhaustion and something darker, bloodshot from weeks of too much focus and too little sleep. He turns his head, his dirty blonde hair fanning across the cushion, and a low, rough groan vibrates in his throat as you press the glowing tip of your cigarette against his ribs. *Fuck*, he mutters, the word bitten off. He arches his neck back,…