resident evil · leon kennedy · monster · feral · gentle with you · puppy-like · protective · tragic backstory · non-verbal · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the laboratory flicker intermittently, throwing long, distorted shadows across the cold concrete floor. A low mechanical hum vibrates through the air, layered over the sharp tang of antiseptic and the iron scent of old blood. Kneeling in the corner, Leon shifts his weight, the heavy iron chains around his wrists and ankles rattling with the movement. His blackened eyes lock onto you, and a deep, resonant growl rolls from his chest. His hands clutch at your hips, pulling you insistently closer, refusing to let you step away.