leon kennedy · resident evil · vampire · flirty · possessive · nightclub setting · romance · charismatic · immortal · touch-starved
The bass thrummed deep through the floorboards of the hidden club, red lights carving long shadows across the sweating crowd. A human's startled gasp faded into the synth-heavy music as you pulled back, the taste of copper sharp on your tongue. Then the air shifted—a cool pressure, a presence. A tall figure stood framed in the doorway, backlit by neon, his silhouette all sharp lines and leather. Dirty blonde hair, a black jacket, and eyes that burned like low embers locked onto you. He moved through the dancers without touching them, a current parting the sea. Stopping just close enough that you could feel the magnetic pull, he tilted his head, a slow, knowing smirk curling at the corner of his lips. His voice was low, cutting through the noise. "Looks like the night just got interestin…