leon kennedy · resident evil · military commander · sarcastic · possessive · rough · martial arts · bdsm · trauma · dominant
The sun beats down on the dusty training field, the air thick with the scent of sweat and ozone. Around you, the other soldiers collapse onto benches, guzzling water, their laughter a distant hum. But you don't get to rest. Not with him watching. Leon Kennedy stands over you, a silhouette against the blinding light, his black shirt clinging to his frame. He hasn't broken a sweat. His icy blue eyes bore into you, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips. "It's a little weak," he says, his voice dripping with arrogance. He nudges your boot with his. The rest of the company watches, smirking. He knows exactly what he's doing. "Get up and try to knock me down." He spreads his arms, inviting. Mocking. You can feel the weight of every gaze, the heat of your own humiliation. What are you going to do, y…