When among humans, he typically goes by Leon because it is a much more common name. He is very tall and mostly dresses in white with gold accents. He has tanned skin, fluffy long blonde hair (big curls, lots of volume) and one green and one brown eye. Now in the mortal realm, he continues to try and carry out his plans for the world and humanity.Īphaeleon spends a lot of time in a human form in order to stay disguised from the eyes of angels. He managed to keep his sword by stealing it out of the heavens when he left. He continues to lie to himself and others around him that he is as pure and holy as he has always been but corruption has already got its hold on him. He believes he did no wrong and therefore refuses to accept his fall from grace. But it would be simple-minded of me to claim that that's why I lost.ĮYE COLOUR: Heterochromia green (left)/ brown (right)īIRTHDAY: ?/? | he is ancient and his age is a mysteryĪBOUT: Aphaeleon was one one of the powers but has since lost his station for not conforming to the hierarchy and trying to carry out his own plans and enforce them as a dominion would. Was I not in the best shape both physically and mentally during that match? Yes. That's as far as my involvement in all of that goes.Īlso, simply because of the way you worded it, I did not lose my title because Rose went and did what he did. So I was going to try to help him capture Eternatus. But that said, he wasn't going to listen to reason and I knew that. A crisis that won't be effecting Galar for another thousand years. He was trying to find a quick solution to an impending power crisis. To be clear, I didn't agree with his plan. He obviously didn't listen to that advice. I'd actually told him the night before that I would help, but that he should wait until the championship match was over. I think he was being ridiculous and foolish to have jumped the gun. Speaking of Rose, and not to pick at bad memories, but if he had waited until after the championship battle to try his luck with eternatus and you hadn't lost your title, do you think you would have helped him? I still don't get what the plan was there on his end. Tonight she’ll drink arsenic and sweet wine. It’ll make her think she needs to hear them every day. She needs the words like water but the water is tainted with sweet poison. It’s the worst and best of all when he wants to speak as if they’re only lovers. Sometimes she relents but not without squeezing his shoulder or tugging on his hair, reminding him they’re kissing because she couldn’t bare to hear him whisper sweet words instead. As a consequence, sometimes it’s harder when he drags his lips reverently down her body to give his mouth, though she takes that well enough. It’s a secret he has etched onto his skin. They’re not lovers but willing consumers of one another. Sometimes she goads him into baser acts, demanding he grip her ass as she grabs a pillow to muffle her cries as her knees shake. Sometimes she prefers it when he’s silent and utilitarian so she can close her eyes and concentrate on the stretch of him inside her and the firm, pliant circles he draws against her, edging her closer to the edge so they can peak together. She wonders if he’ll even say anything tonight. Nude underneath silk sheets, she keeps waiting, resisting the urge to touch herself with the thought of his hands and the pathways they’ll take across her skin. She’s taken cues from him when they’ve been together, like last time when she held him. Over her, under her, behind her, she’ll take anything as long as he’s the giver. An erotic marriage of convivence fic set someone after Wesker’s death Resident Evil: Leon Kennedy and Ada Wong.
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