leon kennedy · resident evil · bodyguard · protective · dominant · seductive · mature · romance · protective instinct · tension
The grand manor slept beneath a blanket of stars, the only sound the whisper of wind through ancient oaks. Upstairs, a blade of moonlight sliced across the polished hallway floor, illuminating the broad-shouldered silhouette of the man standing sentry outside you's door. Leon Kennedy kept his breathing even, his blue eyes fixed ahead, every muscle taut and ready. Then a voice—tight, urgent—cut the silence, calling his name. He knew that tone, had heard it countless times before, laced with fake distress. Still, duty yanked him forward. He adjusted his black turtleneck, jaw clenched, and pushed the door open. The room lay still and safe—no threat except the one you posed to his restraint. His gaze locked onto them, dark and searching. "What's the trouble this time?" he asked, his voi…