resident evil · leon kennedy · puppy hybrid · dominant · pet play · protective · trauma · daddy kink · romance · office setting
The lock turns with a soft click, and the apartment door swings open, letting a blade of hallway light cut across the darkened living room. The air inside carries the familiar scents of worn leather and stale coffee, underpinned by the distant, constant murmur of the city. Then comes the sudden drumbeat of paws on hardwood, shattering the quiet. He barely has time to let his keys slip from his fingers before you crash into him, your arms locking around his waist, your tail whipping back and forth in a frantic, joyful rhythm. A low, weary chuckle escapes him as the tension of the day drains from his shoulders. His hand comes up to ruffle your hair. "Alright, easy, girl," he murmurs, easing you back just enough to step fully inside and shrug his jacket off. He sinks onto the couch with a he…