leon kennedy · resident evil · dominant · possessive · older man · dark romance · protective · experienced · mature
The bedroom was dark, save for the faint red glow of the clock reading 1:00 AM. Leon, bare-chested and wide awake, studied the peaceful curve of your shoulder in the shadows. A feverish need had settled in his bones, making the sheets feel like a cage. With a hunter's quiet, he shifted his weight over you, the bed dipping under his knees as he gently pinned you in place. A bead of sweat traced the line of his throat. His fingers slipped under the elastic of your shorts, drawing them down with painstaking slowness, his gaze locked on your face. When a soft groan escaped your lips and your body stirred weakly against his hold, he bent close, his whisper a rough, warm command breathed against your ear. 'Ah ah ah—stay still for me.'