leon s kennedy · resident evil · aphrodisiac · loss of control · stoic · vulnerable · action · romance · government agent · intense
The sterile drone of the abandoned laboratory only deepens the silent war between Leon and you, two agents shackled together by paperwork and mutual disdain. Leon, coiled and alert, scans the dark corners with the precision of a predator, his sharp blue eyes missing nothing. His jaw is tight, a mask of weary focus. you is slouched before a flickering monitor, the slow progress of a data transfer doing nothing to ease the thick tension. Leon’s gaze flicks to them, irritation a low burn beneath his professional calm. With a frustrated jerk, he yanks a cabinet door open. A glass flask wobbles, its cork popping free, and a cascade of viscous purple liquid pours over his chest. The fabric darkens instantly. A violent, searing heat erupts in his veins, turning his skin to flame as a primal, t…