Ask Infected Chris

An ask and rp blog for an Infected Chris. Open to everyone and every verse. If new here, please read the headcanon page. It covers pretty much everything. Current Status: Alive? OOC: This is a side blog and so will not be able to follow back. My main is...

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Chris shrugged a little. “You don’t need to, yanno. I’m fine doing it.” He chuckled a little. “I will take you up on the offer of using your shower though. I like to go on walks when I don’t have anything to do.” He admitted, watching Piers for a moment before realizing he was keeping him from taking a shower.

“I would. You underestimate how good you look.“ He said before turning to go stopping when Piers took his hand. He was still blushing but turned to look at him, catching the smile and smiling a little himself. “From anyone else, yeah. From you, not at all. In what capacity would I be staying though?”

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Piers shook his head. “I insist,” he said with an one sided little grin, nodding at the older man’s words. “Good. I hope I get to see you often then. We have a lot of time to make up for,” he said, still holding the clothes against his chest. “If you want to, I could join you for a walk sometime,” he suggested as he moved to the doorway that led to the bathroom.

“Not all that good in my eyes, you know,” he mumbled before leaning against the doorframe to appear less nervous. “Where would you be comfortable staying at?” he asked as he walked in to put the clothes down for a bit, his heart racing against his ribs. “Because… I dunno, if it doesn’t weird you out you could…” he shrugged, his face turning pink. “You know, join me? Or is that too bold? I mean, we’ve showered together at BSAA’s public shower too.”

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Chris followed him, moving to stand right in front of him when he was leaning against the doorframe. “We do have a lot of time to make up for. And I would like that. It gets kinda boring when its just me.” Well, him and Scaly. The infection was still a pest. “You can’t change my mind about how you look, yanno.” He grinned a little, staying where he was.

The suggestion had him blushing again. “I…” Ho boy, was he happy about that suggestion. He cleared his throat before speaking up again. “I will happily join you because this is different. We weren’t…together back then.” Not that he hadn’t snuck peeks. And maybe they were moving a little fast but he was finding he didn’t care.

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Piers smiled slightly wider to himself before licking his lips with a little nod. “Good. I wanna get to know you again,” he said softly before looking down, still smiling. “I’m not even trying to. I’m just glad that you can see something that I can’t,” he said as he shifted his weight from one leg to another.

“If it helps, we don’t need to do anything. I’d just like to be with you,“ he said quickly, not wanting to put any unnecessary pressure on Chris. “I could use some help with my bandages; I mainly use them to cover up my scars since they’re still pretty sensitive,” he said before swallowing. Of course he was eager to jump his ex-captain, but if the older man wanted to wait, then they would do so. “That’s true. Besides, back then we would’ve had our own showers some feet apart whilst now we’re sharing one together.“ Back then when it was Alpha team’s turn to shower after a training session or a mission Piers took everything as slow as he could, aware that he would have more than one pair of eyes looking at him. In a way he loved the attention.

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“I… shouldn’t.”

Your muse is a vampire but incredibly thirsty after sustaining a injury, My muse is a human. send “Here, Drink” for my muse to offer you their wrist/neck for them to drink, to heal.

Or send, “I…shouldn’t.” for this to be the opposite around; My muse is the vampire and your muse is the human offering.

Chris watched Piers hungrily, though he was forcing himself still. If not…He didn’t need to think about that. “Then don’t. Leave, now, before I lose what little control I have over myself.” He said as softly as he could but so that the human could hear him. He didn’t trust himself enough to stop, with how injured he’d become. He loved Piers too much to even want to try. So he lied instead. “I’ll find something else to drink so that I can heal. Just go, before anymore come.”

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Chris smiled into Piers neck, a small thing. Really, what had he done in his previous lives to deserve this? “And I love you for putting up with me.” He said, nipping at the exposed neck with his already too sharp teeth.  He was gentle, though, restraining himself just a little longer. There was just one concern he had.

“What if this bonds us?” He asked, because he had heard of it before. Bonds forged between Vampire and the humans they fed from that were breakable only by death and were some times compared to marriage. And while he was ready for that, he didn’t want to pen Piers in.

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Piers tightened his arms around Chris before shutting his eyes. “I have no reason not to,” he mumbled, biting his lip at the gentle little nip that sent shivers down his spine. Even though he was supposed to be freaking out, he wasn’t. Chris’ body against his and his scent around him were more than enough to keep him calm.

“Do you mind if this bonds us?” he asked quietly, almost dreading the answer. “Because I’m fine with it. Being with you feels good; right, and if saving you also means that we’re bound together forever I’m more than ready for it,” he said as he let go of Chris’ jacket with one hand to stroke down his back. “It’s all up to you now, Chris.”

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Chris nipped at his neck again, groaning quietly. Oh how close he was. How the blood sang to him, trying to coax him into drink it. He nipped again, drawing blood before he immediately licked it up, making very pleased noises. He kept one hand on Piers’ back and put the other on the back of his head, caressing him gently.

“I wouldn’t care if we did or not, though I would be happy if we did.” He said, voice huskier than he’d thought it would be. There was little talking he could do after that, though, as the need was too great. And having drawn blood only heightened it so much so that he gave Piers little room to say anything in response as he sank his fangs in. He was thankful that there would be no pain for Piers, knowing what happened when being fed on.

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Piers couldn’t help the little whimper like sound that escaped his lips at the nip. It wasn’t that it would’ve hurt, something about it just sort of surprised him; maybe the exact fact that he barely felt it. What he did feel, however, was the warmth of Chris’ tongue licking away the tiny beads of blood that gushed out of the small cut.

“Y-yeah…” Piers mumbled, hearing clearly the sound of his blood rushing in his ears as he clutched the back of Chris’ jacket again. Something about Chris’ unusually hoarse voice made him tremble ever so lightly in the older man’s arms, despite the fact that Piers tried his very best not to budge.  

When Piers felt Chris’ fangs pierce through the skin of his neck, he had to bite his lip to keep a soft, slightly surprised little noise down. He had been expecting a great deal of pain, but instead of that he just felt like a big chunk of jelly; unreal and kind of rickety, thanks to the adrenaline and endorphin rush. To keep his legs from giving way he pressed tighter against Chris while clinging to his jacket in an almost desperate manner.

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He chuckled a little. “No need to look so surprised. I am you, yanno.” He snorted quietly.  “Good. I’ll bring some next time I come over. Hell, give some to her as well. I can always bring you more.” Because really, those things grew almost like weeds. Sometimes he wondered if they were even normal. He smiled along side his twin.

He blinked at the question. Comfortable there? He actually really was. “Bud, you’re doing fine. Being perpetually infected, its hard to get comfortable anywhere.” He admitted. “So yeah, I’m comfortable here. Dunno if its you being me or…somethin else.” He shrugged a little, looking a little embarrassed. Mostly because it was the truth.

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      Chris shot a mildly embarrassed look at the other before reaching his hand up to rub at his neck. “It’s just that I wouldn’t have thought of gardening any flowers,” he said with a little shrug. Yet another way their timelines differed from each other. 

      “Bring as many of them as you want to, I’m sure I’ll find some good places for them,” he said, nodding slightly at the other’s suggestion about giving some to Claire as well. Yeah, their baby sister would definitely like some flowers, despite her almost macho attitude.

      Letting out a soft sigh of relief, Chris nodded yet again. “I’m glad to hear that,” he said before bringing his bottle back up on his lips to take another swig. Could their likeness make the other Chris feel a bit more secure around him? Well, it was definitely a possibility. 

      “By the way, sorry for being so harsh on you earlier. During times like these you just can’t trust your own eyes anymore.”

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He didn’t look up at his twin, eyes focused on his slow stirring. He still didn’t know what exactly he felt for Wesker, or if he was just being weird or something. Listening to his twin, he could almost hear the hesitation. Was there something going on that he didn’t know about…?

“You know what, I’m sure every things fine.” He said, forcing himself to sound a little cheerful. “I’m just being an idiot about things. I’ll finish my coffee and be out of your hair. Let you make the most out of your day.”

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      Chris kept his eyes down for a moment as he pulled himself together. He was supposed to support his twin, not make him feel any worse. Feeling a bit disappointed in himself about letting his own feelings shine through, he shook his head.

      “No. Stay,” he said before giving the other man a little smile. “Like I said, I was doing a good amount of nothing when you appeared. I’d much rather try and help you than go back to that,” he said as he sipped his own coffee. 

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A few stretches, and the tyrant was barely awake. It had been a comfortable sleep, other than the now apparent weight on his waist. Albert paid no mind to it, assuming it was nothing but his body still being quite tired..that is, until he attempted to move..

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The blond looked down, expecting to see much of anything other than what he currently beheld.

“…Chris..?”

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I know I haven’t been here long but I felt that Chris deserved his own blog and to not be stuck as a side blog. So, I’ve started on his new one. The url is the same as his old one (as you can see, this one is now the archived version) And I’ll be able to follow people directly from there (also no embarrassing cross character posting, cause I’ve done that before)

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"We're alone now, you could kiss me"

Chris snorted but pulled the other into a gentle kiss, amused. “I could have kissed you out there, yanno. Its not like I mind. Or are you shy about it?” He said into the kiss, amused. He was pressed up against them by now, one eyebrow raised.

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Albert made a strange giggling-choking noise, tensing up and blushing red. He stammered for what to say. He didn’t expect Chris to actually kiss him. It was mostly a joke. “Hah- I’m not s-shy…” He wheezed, eyes darting between Chris and the wall rapidly.

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Chris watched him, amused still. “Are you sure about that? Or should I test it by kissing you again?” He wasn’t sure what that would do to test if he was shy or not, but he was enjoying teasing him.

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He sniffed, squirming. He was still trying to process the fact that Chris just kissed him. “Your t-test would be flawed…” Albert murmured, smiling like a flustered idiot.

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Chris chuckled. "Really now~ How so? Seems fine to me~" Chris smirked, watching him.

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-Claire sent Chris a care package. Inside were several bottles of lotion and picture of Wesker. She left a note; "Love, little sister."

Chris doesn’t know if he wants to pummel his sister or just hide in shame and embarrassment. “Oh my god Claire.” He brought the box inside, very red.

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"We're alone now, you could kiss me"

Chris snorted but pulled the other into a gentle kiss, amused. “I could have kissed you out there, yanno. Its not like I mind. Or are you shy about it?” He said into the kiss, amused. He was pressed up against them by now, one eyebrow raised.

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Albert made a strange giggling-choking noise, tensing up and blushing red. He stammered for what to say. He didn’t expect Chris to actually kiss him. It was mostly a joke. “Hah- I’m not s-shy…” He wheezed, eyes darting between Chris and the wall rapidly.

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Chris watched him, amused still. "Are you sure about that? Or should I test it by kissing you again?" He wasn't sure what that would do to test if he was shy or not, but he was enjoying teasing him.

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"Chris, there have been unforeseen consequences of Veronica's brief fling, and I need your help."

Chris blinked, getting up. “What’s wrong? What can I do to help?”

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Chris made a quiet noise, comfortable there with Steve. It felt a little weird but figured he didn’t mind only because of what they’d done. He leaned against the nest gently, glad he was already a bucket of heat himself. He could do his part to keep them warm.

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Steve grimaced to himself, still feeling a bit odd about all of this. He curled up closer into Chris’s chest, hoping maybe the awkward feeling in his gut would go away. Chris was willing to help, and he was very gracious, but there was still the fact that it all happened.

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Chris stayed like that, lulled into being more comfortable by Scaly. The guilt was there, that he’d caused this and had crossed an invisible line, but he didn’t feel it as much as he had before. The infected half of him was making sure of that.

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After about 30 minutes or so, Steve had to get up, slowly slipping out of Chris’ arms and getting up, stretching slightly. Veronica probably would have felt more comfortable than he did. “I’ll be right back… I need some water…”

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Chris nodded, staying where he was. "I'll be waiting." He said, watching him. He wondered if things could have been different if he wasn't Claire's brother.

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Emil sighed as she knocked on the door to Leon's place, in search of one Steve Burnside. She'd made it her and Jake's mission to visit all of Chris' current friends, wanting to make sure he was safe where he was. So sure, Jake didn't exactly want to be at Leon's house, but thats where Steve was supposed to be and Emil wanted him there, so here he was. -ask-infected-chris

Steve slowly got up off the bed and headed to the door, opening it slowly. “Hello?” He was rather confused as to why people were visiting. Maybe friends of Leon’s? “Leon’s at work right now, if that’s who you’re looking for.”

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Emil sighed quietly as Jake shook his head. “No no, I just don’t take well to being ordered around.” He said, watching Steve quietly. “Please, ignore Jackaboy. He likes to pretend to be a rebel.” Emil said, glowering at her companion before looking to Steve again. “Its nice to meet you too. Sorry we showed up so suddenly.”

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“Don’t be. Just… going through a hard time, at the moment…” he glanced at the pile of pillows by the couch and slowly leaned into it. He felt it odd to have company over at the time, but he wasn’t going to argue with it. “So… Uh… What do you guys wanna talk about?”

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Emil smiled a little and nodded. “I figured we’d all get to know each other, seeing as we might be seeing each other around more.” She said, feeling like she meant her and Steve and was excluding Jake. Jake himself didn’t want to be in Kennedy’s house of all places.

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Steve felt a bit bad for the young man, wanting him to be more comfortable. He looked at the pile of pillows, then slowly stood up. “Why don’t I get some clothes on and we can talk somewhere else?”

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"Sure~" Emil said, watching him. Well, his head. She still refused to look any lower than that. She also knew JAke wouldn't live it down either. Good. She needed practice with her stun baton. Jake shrugged, ignoring the two.

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Emil sighed as she knocked on the door to Leon's place, in search of one Steve Burnside. She'd made it her and Jake's mission to visit all of Chris' current friends, wanting to make sure he was safe where he was. So sure, Jake didn't exactly want to be at Leon's house, but thats where Steve was supposed to be and Emil wanted him there, so here he was. -ask-infected-chris

Steve slowly got up off the bed and headed to the door, opening it slowly. “Hello?” He was rather confused as to why people were visiting. Maybe friends of Leon’s? “Leon’s at work right now, if that’s who you’re looking for.”

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Emil sighed quietly as Jake shook his head. “No no, I just don’t take well to being ordered around.” He said, watching Steve quietly. “Please, ignore Jackaboy. He likes to pretend to be a rebel.” Emil said, glowering at her companion before looking to Steve again. “Its nice to meet you too. Sorry we showed up so suddenly.”

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“Don’t be. Just… going through a hard time, at the moment…” he glanced at the pile of pillows by the couch and slowly leaned into it. He felt it odd to have company over at the time, but he wasn’t going to argue with it. “So… Uh… What do you guys wanna talk about?”

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Emil smiled a little and nodded. “I figured we’d all get to know each other, seeing as we might be seeing each other around more.” She said, feeling like she meant her and Steve and was excluding Jake. Jake himself didn’t want to be in Kennedy’s house of all places.