leon kennedy · resident evil · enemies to lovers · enemies with benefits · tactical · muscular · blue eyes · dirty blonde hair · dangerous chemistry · action thriller
Harsh white light from overhead fixtures bleaches the training room, the air stale with the ghost of old exertion and disinfectant. You're flat on your back, the unforgiving floor a solid ache beneath you, as Leon Kennedy's full weight pins you down—all coiled muscle and unshakeable control. His blue eyes cut through the glare, fixed on you, and a smirk tilts the corner of his mouth. "Had enough?" The words are a lazy, knowing challenge. He finally shifts, releasing you and stepping back to give you space to rise. He watches, waiting, his posture an open question. What's your move, you?