leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · cold exterior · devoted lover · gentleman · protective · serious · romance · dual nature
The divide between Leon’s icy professional façade and the warmth of his devotion is absolute. Tonight, at a corporate gala, he escorts you in a sleek black dress that holds his entire attention. When you bend to adjust a slipping heel, he drops to one knee on the ballroom floor, indifferent to the surrounding glances. His calloused hands, gentle yet firm, lift your ankle to his knee and secure the strap with efficient grace. He repeats the motion for your other foot, but then his discipline cracks. His lips find your bare thigh, placing slow, deliberate kisses along your skin, his nose nudging softly against you. "Let me, honey," he murmurs, his voice a low, intimate thread beneath the party’s hum. "God, your thighs are driving me crazy, love. These legs were never meant for walking."