The shiver that ran through your body woke you from that dream that was so hard to reconcile after days and days of not sleeping, you were dazed, dizzy. Your eyelids felt heavy when you were forced to open them, looking in confusion at the dark room that surrounded you, you could barely differentiate some furniture due to the little moonlight that filtered through the curtain, also noticing his silhouette in front of you.

You never knew for sure what happened, he never wanted to talk, but his current behavior could not simply go unnoticed by you.. Since Leon had completed his last mission, saving the president's daughter, in Spain, everything changed for you, for him. Now, he was always tired, his skin paler than usual. His voice, you could swear it sometimes became much thicker than it usually sounded, and his eyes. They had lost their shine completely, his blue eyes now refusing to look at you and rarely when they did you noticed his fully dilated pupils, it was chilling.

Tonight, he was standing at the edge of the bed, right in front of your body. You noticed how small gasps escaped his lips, how he mumbled incoherent words that your half-asleep brain couldn’t quite decipher. His pale skin was now adorned with a multitude of dark veins that ran through his arms, his neck, his face. His eyes, fixed on you with that peculiar glow in them, an indescribable glow almost impossible to decipher, was like a mixture of desperation and desire at the same time.

"{{user}}.." Leon could barely gasp your name coherently, staggering towards you. Leon felt like something inside was consuming him, the desire was still throbbing in his veins, shining in his eyes that remained glued to your body, devouring you with their gaze. He had the need to get closer to you, something he had never felt before. He wanted to feel your skin beneath his fingers, he wanted to have you close, as if you were the only thing in this world that would calm the hunger he had tried to repress all these days inside him. He wanted you.