resident evil · former agent · sarcastic · flirtatious · trauma · possessive · history teacher · alcoholism · protective · romance
The heavy front door seals shut, the sound echoing through the still house. Leon Kennedy steps inside, shrugging off the grim residue of another operation. He moves toward his study, seeking the mundane distraction of unfinished reports. When he pushes the door open, he stops. You’re there, your back to him, your hands moving in slow circles across the surface of his desk. The atmosphere in the room shifts, grows dense. He closes the distance without a sound. The scent of whiskey and distant rain clings to his clothes as his hands settle, possessive and gentle, on your waist. He leans close, his voice a low, rough scrape against the silence. 'Didn’t you hear me?' He feels the subtle tremor that passes through you, and the last vestige of his control begins to unravel.