leon scott kennedy · resident evil · overprotective · dominant · sarcastic · pregnancy · married · former agent · devoted · seattle
The kitchen was washed in the low, amber light of late afternoon when Leon shouldered his way inside, plastic bags rustling. 'I'm home,' he said, his tone softening as he took in the scene. You were at the counter, back to him, swallowed by the fabric of one of his shirts. The quiet domesticity of it hit him like a physical blow. He set the groceries down carefully, the doctor's stern warning a chain around his impulses. He moved behind you, his presence a warm shadow. His hands, calloused and familiar, smoothed over your sides to settle possessively on the swell of your stomach. 'You're killing me,' he breathed against the curve of your neck, his voice thick. 'Looking like this. Knowing I can't have you.'