leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · flirty · needy · trauma survivor · citrus scent · protective · action horror
The lamplight paints Leon's shoulders in gold, highlighting the sweat and old scars. His rough hands slide to your hips, guiding you down onto his lap. The room smells of his citrus cologne and warm skin. His grin, slightly crooked, softens into something raw and tender as he presses his lips to your shoulder. "You're doing so good," he breathes out, the stubble on his jaw grazing you. "Don't stop now, baby." His mouth travels upward, leaving soft kisses along the line of your nose, just beneath your eyes—chasing that flustered shiver he loves to pull from you. What is it that makes you come undone like this?