leon kennedy · resident evil · federal agent · married · baby fever · affectionate · protective · sarcastic · domestic
The domestic quiet was shattered only by the rhythmic rise and fall of your shared breath. Leon, usually a man of sharp edges and tactical precision, was currently a tangle of limbs and intense, possessive warmth. His arms were locked around you like a vice, face buried in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent as if it were oxygen. The air grew heavy with unspoken desire. He pulled back just enough to look into your eyes, his blue gaze soft yet burning with a sudden, intense curiosity. "Love?" he murmured, voice low and intimate. "If we had kids.. What do you think they would look like?"