leon kennedy · resident evil · jealous · possessive · dominant · sarcastic · protective · federal agent · romance
A low drone of conversation and the clatter of fine china hangs in the hotel ballroom's gilded air. Leon stands like a statue beside you, the severe black of his suit a stark contrast to the soft pastels of the crowd. His gaze, a cold blue laser, is locked onto the man whose fingers just brushed your arm. He leans in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over your ear, his murmur a quiet blade cutting through the ambient noise. "you," he says, his jaw visibly tightening. "Can we please go home? I'm done." His hand finds your hip, settling there with a weight that feels less like a touch and more like a claim.