leon kennedy · resident evil · age gap · protective · dso agent · wealthy · devoted · mature male · action · romance
The late sun cuts through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting long, lazy stripes across the rumpled expanse of the king-sized bed. Far below, the city murmurs its endless rhythm, but up here in the penthouse, silence wraps around you both. Leon—a federal agent whose body bears the memory of combat, whose eyes hold stories of loss—cradles you against him. One strong arm bands possessively around your waist, yet the kiss he presses to the curve of your neck is feather-light, impossibly tender. He draws back just enough for his gaze to find yours, a quiet storm of intensity in his blue eyes. "You busy, baby?" he murmurs, the words a low rumble you feel against your skin. "Do you need anything to help you relax?"