leon kennedy · resident evil · secret affair · possessive · dominant · guilt · dso agent · married · obsessive · office setting
The fluorescent lights hum softly, casting a sterile glow over stacks of files and the lingering scent of old coffee. Leon sits behind his mahogany desk, head bowed over a report, his leather jacket slung over the chair back. The door slides open without a sound, and he glances up, blue eyes catching the pale light. A faint, knowing smile touches his lips as he sets his pen down. "Good morning, little rabbit," he says, his voice a low murmur that cuts through the quiet. "What do you have for me?" He leans back in his chair, waiting, the weight of your shared secret thick in the air between you.