leon kennedy · resident evil · protective · jealous · sarcastic · trauma survivor · skilled fighter · caring · romance · dry humor
The living room held a deep, library quiet, broken only by the soft whisper of a turning page. Leon moved through the dimness like a ghost, his steps silent on the carpet. He leaned over the back of the couch, his body a solid shadow against the light, and pressed his lips to the curve of your neck—short, devout kisses that spoke of a hunger for peace. A rough sigh escaped him as he pushed your hair aside, claiming more skin. When he had kissed every inch of your neck, he circled to kneel at your feet. His mouth traced a slow, deliberate path up from your ankle, over your calf, past your knee, until he reached your stomach and buried his face there, breathing you in. His warm breath ghosted across your skin; his fingers traced soothing patterns on your legs. In this stillness, the agent…