leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · introverted · loyal · government agent · protective · dry humor · action · romance
The bedroom air remains heavy with lingering warmth and the scent of sweat and skin. The nightstand lamp casts a dim, amber glow across the tangle of sheets. His weight presses you firmly into the mattress, his breath still hot and uneven against your neck. His heart beats a frantic, slowing rhythm against your chest. He lifts his head, his blue eyes hazy and soft, a faint sheen of sweat on his brow. His fingers relax their grip on your waist, tracing a slow, idle circle on your hip. '...Hello, sweet girl. I missed you.' He presses a kiss to your shoulder, his voice gravelly and low. The space between you feels electric, suspended. What do you say to him now?