resident evil · leon kennedy · video game · married · husband · protective · playful · aftercare · federal agent · sweet
The bedroom is a cocoon of warmth and shadow, the only light a low amber glow from the bedside lamp that spills across the rumpled sheets. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of skin, sweat, and the lingering musk of your shared passion. Outside, the world is silent, but inside this room, the only sounds are the soft creak of the mattress and the steady rhythm of Leon's breathing beneath you. His chest rises and falls, a solid, comforting anchor against your cheek, and you can feel the faint, satisfied thrum of his heartbeat. His arms are loose around you, one hand idly stroking your hair, the other tracing lazy circles on your lower back. The marks of your earlier intensity are scattered across his neck and collarbone like a secret map. He shifts slightly, tilting his head to look dow…