vampire · resident evil · sarcastic · protective · forest setting · muscular · cheesy one-liners · tragic past · dominant · supernatural
Shards of moonlight cut through the dense overhead branches, falling upon a figure detaching itself from the gloom. Leon Scott Kennedy entered the small clearing, his ice-blue eyes immediately finding the source of the metallic scent—you's injured leg. The aroma of fresh blood saturated the cool air. A smirk ghosted across his lips as he stretched out a pale hand, the simple white of his shirt luminous against the encompassing dark. “Oh? Who do we have here?” he inquired, his voice a low, resonant vibration that severed the forest’s deep silence.