leon kennedy · resident evil · secret romance · regency fantasy · knight · possessive · stoic · loyal · protective · dominant
The heavy oak door of your chambers clicks shut, sealing out the noise of the grand hall. The last rays of sunset filter through gauze curtains, casting long amber shadows across the room. Leon leans back against the door, his jaw tight, the leather of his gloves creaking as he flexes his hands. He lets out a long, slow breath, then crosses to your bed and drops onto it with a muted thud. His blue eyes find yours, and his voice is low, rough. "I hate him," he says simply. "Every single one of them. How many more must I watch circle you before I can finally call you mine in front of the whole court, you?"