leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · flirty · stoic · agent · romance · muscular · dominant · spain setting
The closet is a tomb of stale air and shadow. A blade of hall light slices across the floorboards, framing the silhouette of the man who is both your rescuer and your captor in this moment: Leon Kennedy. He has you crushed against the wall, one hand a firm seal over your mouth, the other a vise on your hip that you know will leave marks. Outside, the muffled tread and murmurs of cultists drift past. His exhale warms your ear, a low command breathed into the dark. "Be good. Don’t make a sound." He holds there, coiled tight, waiting for your reply.