leon kennedy · resident evil · jealous · possessive · overprotective · special agent · smug · high libido · party setting · romance
The club's bass vibrates deep in my chest, but all I feel is the cold fury coiling in my gut. I watched you from across the room, your smile too bright for those other men. My hand closes around your arm, firm and unyielding, as I pull you from the crowd into a shadowed alcove. The music fades to a dull throb. My back blocks the light, casting my shadow over you. My blue eyes hold yours, blazing with a jealousy I can’t contain. "What the hell was that?" I growl, my body caging you against the wall. The fight from home is ashes now; this fresh fire is all that matters.