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Silver Foxes and Beefcakes - Part 2/3
Fandom: Resident Evil
Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Chris Redfield; Jill Valentine x Carlos Oliveira
Summary: Chris and Leon with Jill and Carlos don't realize how similar the both couples are.
Don't worry, there are people who will help them find that out.
A/N: Please enjoy :)
Can be also read on AO3, Part 1
"Remind me again, why are we doing this?" Carlos yelled over the sound of the mower.
Leon stopped and turned the mower off, to hear better what the other man said from across the backyard. "What?"
"Why are we doing this?" Carlos whined. "Man, my arms are killing me!"
"Wait, so you're telling me, that you can trek through amazon jungle for days, while armed to the teeth, with heavy riffle in your arms, but suddenly, when it comes to hanging some fairy lights in my backyard, you're too weak?" Leon raised his eyebrow at Carlos, calling him on his bullshit.
"Can't even complain a little, suddenly there is complain police right on my ass" Carlos grumbled, dissatisfied with Leon's reaction.
"Nope, complaining privileges have been revoked in your case, due to being instigator of the idea of the barbeque this weekend." Leon came closer to Carlos, leaving mower behind.
"But I can make you a deal." Leon braced his hands on his hips, his jeans riding low around his hipbones. He hoped that the other will take the bait.
"I'm listening..." Carlos turned to him, wiping sweat from his face using the corner of his black t-shirt.
"So, I can hung the lights..." Leon rested his hand on Carlos' shoulder, leaning a little bit in his direction, "... and you can mow a lawn." He smiled charmingly at the same time squeezing the other's shoulder harder than necessary.
"Fuck no. You can take your deal and put it where the sun doesn't shine." Carlos laughed, getting out of Leon's grip and slapping him on his back. "But nice try."
Before they could get into verbal fight, Grace opened the patio doors and stepped out on the deck with Emily and Rose.
"Hey, guys!" she greeted them. "I picked up Rose, like promised." she ruffled the girl's hair. Rose didn't even register that, to busy talking Emily's ear off.
"You guys want some..." Leon tried to ask, but was interrupted.
"Leon, can we go on swings?" Rose asked him, her big blue eyes begging him to agree.
"Sure you can, I already took care of that part of the lawn. Just don't pick the grass, okay?" He tried to be stern, but he knew that if they decided to play in the loose grass, he would be powerless. He would let them play in it, even if it resulted in the green-stained clothes.
"Just leave your bags in the house, okay?" Grace chimmed in.
"Okay" both girls answered enthusiastically and ran into the house to fill out the request.
"Thanks, sweetheart!" Leon thanked Grace, while embracing her into one-sided hug.
"Sweetheart? And why don't I get such a princess treatment?" Carlos teased stepping onto the patio, smirking at Leon. He only said it to get under other man's skin.
"Because you aren't as sweet. And you're an asshole." Leon remarked back, in the last second wincing. He forgot himself and was swiftly reminded of his mistake, when Rose's blonde head popped up, shaking a swear-jar at him. With deep sigh, Leon pulled out a dollar from his pocket and put it into the jar. They had a rule in the house, that adults weren't allowed to swear around children or it would cost them a dollar per cuss word. Rose was well pleased with this, loving collecting the debts. Every time Jake and Sherry would visit, Jake would automatically place fifty bucks in a jar, just to get kids of his back.
Grace only rolled her eyes at two older men, as they started bickering again and sat herself at the table, pouring herself a glass of lemonade.
"So what were you doing?" she looked around, assessing the poor state of the backyard.
"We were in the middle of prep for tomorrow's BBQ. On which you are still coming, right?" Leon leaned on the porch's railing, facing Grace as he talked with her.
"Yes, of course. Emily's already so excited. She was counting down days on her wall calendar." Grace responded, love for the little girl softening her tone. Leon could understand the feeling, having such a response for every of his girls.
Before they could continue, another voice chimed in. "Hi guys, long time no see!" Another blonde woman stepped onto the patio, two young boys hiding behind her.
"Hi Ash." Leon greeted her and moved to her boys. "Hi boys." he high-fived both of them, "if you want, Rose and Emily are already playing on the swings." As soon as they heard that, they moved in the direction pointed, leaving boring adults behind.
"So, what brings you here?" Leon asked as he pulled Ashley into his side, the last one to properly welcome her.
"Had to check on my senior-citizen. If I don't do it, you'll try another one of your stunts, just like last time." She alluded to his not so recent trip to Raccoon City and whole Elpis incident. Leon just rolled his eyes at her, checking her with his hip. She laughed at him and sat next to Grace, the other woman pouring her a glass of refreshing drink.
"So, how's life?" Grace asked Ashley, trying to continue conversation. Despite being the newest addition to their mismatched family, Grace fitted perfectly. She already made friends with most of the women in the group, her shyness slowly chipping away with the onslaught of kindness and understanding from other women. They all went through their own hell and came back stronger for it, so they understood each other and because of their shared experiences could relate and help each other. Grace loved that she had such a big support system now, that she could lean on somebody.
"Same old, same old." Ashley patted her on the hand that rested on the table. "Husband - very loving, kids - very chaotic, as you can see." She pointed at the four kids playing, all their screams and laughter reaching them. "Work at TerraSave as usual, oh, by the way Leon, you can reassure Chris that Claire will be here tomorrow, she was already on route to States as I was leaving the office."
"Will do." Leon reassured her that he would deliver the message.
"And how are you, Grace?" Ashley redirected her question at the other blonde. "Ready for some love in your life?" she teased Grace, as she bumped her shoulder.
"N- No," Grace stuttered, taken aback. She spent her time juggling work, raising Emily and spending time with her new friends. There was no place for romantic partner in her life right now. "I already have too much going on." she shrugged her shoulders.
"That sucks, but I get it." Ashley reassured her. "Dating is hard and especially now, that the best options are out of the market." Here she looked at two men standing in front of them, her gaze mischevious.
"And to what are you alluding to, Ashley?" Carlos asked, after being suspiciously quiet throughout the whole conversation. Just sipping on his lemonade.
"Don't get me wrong, I love my husband dearly, but he is no Jill or Chris." Ashley smirked at them.
"Elaborate." Leon barked out the word, curios but not wanting to let her know how much she piqued his interest with this.
"I mean, you two already hit jackpot with catching yourself such gorgeous silver foxes, am I right?" she bumped Grace's shoulder again, trying to engage other woman to play along with her.
"Ye- Yea- Yeah," Grace stuttered again, trying to get her footing in this game. "They are both older, experienced..." she trailed off, hoping that Ashley would pick up her slack.
And she did, without hesitation. "Definitely experienced..." she wiggled her brows at the men, trying to rail them up "... and so hot with that salt-and-pepper look they have going on."
"And so authoritative!" Grace was proud of herself with coming up with something to add.
"Especially when they look at you with that deadly blue stare, so stern..." Ashley placed her chin in her hand, not taking her eyes from the men, looking at all their reactions.
"Highly skilled in combat..." started Grace.
"... and having a great deal of muscle to show for it..." continued Ashley
"... natural leaders..."
"... that know how to command..." they both started listing the qualities that could be assigned to both Chris and Jill, in the manner as if Ashley and Grace were playing table tennis instead of having a conversation.
"Okay, okay! We get the point!" Carlos yelled over two women, stopping their back-and-forth. "We lucked out."
"Oh, you very much did, when you tapped that." Ashley laughed, high-fiving Grace. "It's just funny that you have so similar tastes in partners. I mean, Leon always had a thing for older, dominant people. Don't be so shocked Leon, I have eyes, I noticed" She teased, sticking her tongue at the blond man. "But you, Oliviera, I didn't expect it from."
Grace was delighted with the exchange, observing the reactions with wide eyes. Leon sat on the chair next to Ashley, in disbelief at being so well perceived. And to think that he rescued her from Los Illuminados, just to now be obliterated with her clever observations. And in his own house!
Carlos seemed not to be handling this too in the best of ways, pacing back-and-forth, restless energy just spilling from him with every eratic move.
"You're not thinking of what-ifs, right?" Carlos asked Leon, his voice unsure.
"Nope. As much as I like Jill, I love Chris's dick better, believe me." Both Ashley and Grace burst out with laughter at Leon's blunt response and Carlos sighed in relief.
"Hey, Jill knows her way around..." Carlos started offend, trying to protect Jill's honor, before he caught himself with what he was saying.
"Are you sure you want to finish that sentence, hmm, Oliviera?" Leon cocked an eyebrow at his friend.
"Yeah, nope. Not going that road." Carlos backpedaled, his cheeks getting red under his beard.
"Leon, can we have something sweet?" Rose asked him, as she climbed on his lap, all the rest of the children surrounding the table.
"Rose, baby, you can have whatever you want, because you just rescued me from this weird conversation." he hugged her and placed a kiss on her forehead. "Your aunts Ashley and Grace are mean to me." he complained to his sweet baby girl. She frowned at them, putting her full might behind famous Redfield stare she copied from Chris.
Both Grace and Ashley tried to hold in their laughter at Leon being protected by a little girl, while he enjoyed the attention of his small savior.
Leon picked up Rose and situated her on his hip as he reached with his other hand to Emily. "C'mon Carlos, take boys, I think we still have ice cream in the freezer."
"Can we get the sprinkles?" Rose asked hopefully.
"Mhm, we just need to find them." Leon answered, disappearing behind the door, sticking his tongue to both women still sitting on the patio.
Ashley and Grace couldn't help themselves and burst out, cackling with laughter at the antics of both men. They weren't so entertained in long time.
Reminders from Skeletor by hopehealingarts
resident evil 9 deleted post-credit scene
today is the last saturday of 2012. reblog now or go @#!*% yourself because you won't get this chance ever again.
Chreon headcanon that Chris proposed to Leon before his mission to look into the Raccoon City Syndrome cases.
Leon, knowing that he's sick and could possibly die, couldn't give him an answer - not wanting to say yes and leave Chris a widower after all the people he's already lost, but Chris insisted he keep the ring with him and give him his answer when he was ready.
After being cured by Elpis at the end of Requiem and knowing he now has the possibility of the future he wants with Chris, he puts on the ring before going to meet up with him as an acceptance of Chris's proposal.
The first thing Chris sees when Leon gets off that helicopter is Leon wearing his ring.
The Effects of Purple Shirt
Fandom: Resident Evil
Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Chris Redfield
Summary: Chris can't resist Leon's outfit and decides to do something about it ;)
A/N: This is for my dear friends Plush and tembii, because they inspired me. We like to share head cannons and little tidbits under each other fanfics and this is a result of some of that conversations.
PLEASE READ THE TAGS ON AO3 TO GET A BETTER GRASP OF WHAT THIS FIC CONTAINS!!!
Please enjoy :)
Can be also read on AO3
Chris sat at the kitchen island and flipped through the newspaper pages, sipping on his freshly brewed black coffee.
"Chris, have you seen my blue shirt?" Leon's voice reached his ears.
"I think it's in the laundry basket, that you were supposed to take care of..." Chris answered, with the note of irritation in his tone.
"Fuck, okay, change of plans..." Chris heard Leon, but decided to not involve himself in whatever his husband had going on. He would enjoy his slow morning, since it was his day free of work.
Chris looked up from the newspaper when he heard Leon stepping into the kitchen. He scanned his husband's silhouette, noticing that Leon wore a familiar outfit, that he didn't see in the long time. Purple shirt stretched around the shoulders, the sleeves already rolled up to the elbows. Charcoal grey vest meticulously buttoned up around the chest, accentuating slim waist. Finger-less gloves adorned the hands (and blocked the sight of the wedding ring that rested there) that worked closing heavy buckle of the leather belt. It looked like Leon stepped out of 2013 in this outfit. And Chris appreciated that very much. The only downside to this was, that Leon had to go to work, while Chris had a full day for himself.
"I can't believe you still have this." Chris murmured, his gaze travelling up and down over his husband.
"And I can't believe it's the only clean thing I could wear." Leon sighed.
"And whose fault is that?" Chris quirked his eyebrows at the other man.
"I know, I know. I'll get to it after work. Kiss?" Leon leaned into Chris and Chris couldn't resist placing soft kiss on his lips. One for the road.
"Don't take to long at the office, okay?" Chris asked.
"What, you already have something prepared for when I get back?" Leon teased, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Wouldn't you like to know." Chris chuckled.
"They couldn't keep me there a minute longer even if they tried." Leon stole another kiss. He was rewarded with a slap to the ass for his cheeky behavior.
"Smug bastard." Chris sighed, shaking his head at his husband's antics, just as the doors closed behind him.
-O-
Chris stood in front of the mirror in their bedroom, admiring his silhouette in the reflective surface, white fluffy bathrobe resting around him.
Ever since he took a less active role in the Hound Wolf Squad, being delegated to the logistic and tactician position more so than the active participation in the field, Chris gained a little bit of weight. His abs were no longer visible, hidden under the layer of fat, unless he flexed hard. His pecks lost some of their firmness, resembling soft tits more so than ever. Around his hips, the skin stretched to make space for the love handles to form. The dark hair on his chest and stomach tried to camouflage the changes, but nothing could hide the roll of his belly resting on his hips, the tip of his hard cock kissing the underside of it.
Some would say that Chris let himself go. But he didn't think like that. He appreciated every change to his body that didn't involve getting hurt. It meant that he finally was leading more peaceful life, stress and hardship taking less of a toll on his physique. And if it came with the bonus of his husband higher sex-drive and deeper appreciation of his body, then so be it. Chris could gain even fifty pounds more, if that would make Leon happier.
When he heard the front door closing, Chris picked up necessary items and put them in the pockets of the bathrobe before making his way downstairs.
Leon sat at their spacious couch, already disrobed of his leather jacket, his back to Chris. Good, Chris had a great opportunity to sneak behind him to make his plan into reality.
He knelt behind the couch, putting his hands around Leon's head and covering his eyes. Chris's breath moved the tiny hairs on the nape of his husband's neck, probably tickling him a little, based on the shiver he could feel going through the younger man. With no time to waste, Chris scratched his beard on the side of Leon's neck, before he started whispering straight into his ear.
"Welcome home." Chris placed a tender kiss under Leon's ear. "I have a surprise for you, but before that, I need two things from you." Chris teased the skin of Leon's neck a little, building the suspense. "We will be using traffic light system for this scene. Recite it for me."
"Green: keep going. Yellow: slow down. Red: stop everything." Leon spoke, his voice already a tone lower from his normal pitch.
"Good boy." Chris praised. "Now, listen carefully. You will be following my every command until the end of the scene. Understood?"
"Yes, sir" Chris could hear Leon swallowing heavily. Good. Chris loved that he could get Leon hot and bothered with the use of just few words.
"I'll take my hands from you, now. Keep your eyes in front of you." He slowly lifted his hands, making sure that he was still hidden behind his husband.
"Take of your gloves and rest your hands on the backrest of the couch. I want you to spread them wide." Chris lifted himself, his knees popping from the change of the position, but his eyes never left Leon, watching his every move. He followed instructions beautifully, just as Chris wanted.
Chris took off his robe, placing it on the corner of the couch for easy access to the things he hid there. Completely naked, he made his way to the front of the couch to stand before Leon.
He heard the hitch in his husband's breathing at sight. Chris could feel Leon's hot gaze travelling from one part of his body to the other, the heat in his eyes raising goosebumps on his skin.
But Leon sat there, patiently awaiting the next command.
Chris was impressed with this restraint. Leon wasn't known for his patience and compliance in following orders. So to see him like that, quiet and focused on Chris's words, brought new wave of desire in Chris, his cock involuntary twitching with it.
Not wanting to torture his husband any more, Chris sat on Leon's lap, making himself comfortable around his hips, his fat ass resting on jeans-covered thighs. His knees slotted next to Leon's hips, digging into couch cushions, holding Chris's weight in this exact place.
Leon still kept his eyes looking straight forward, which now must have been focusing on the top of Chris's hairy chest. Chris smirked. He had such a good boy.
"Leon, look into my face." Chris could feel Leon's gaze on his skin, slowly caressing him going up his neck, his double chin hidden under thick beard, staying a bit longer on his lips until it finally settled on his own eyes. Blue met blue, and something settled inside Chris. He loved his husband's eyes, always so expressive in oposittion to the stoic mask that he scolded his face into.
"Please pull out two items I brought with me." Chris's voice was smooth as he gave the order.
Leon followed it without the hitch, twisting himself under the bulk of his husband, trying not to throw him from his lap. He quickly found what was asked of him, pulling out the pair of handcuffs and bottle of lube. He tried to place them between their bodies, but Chris's heavy cock rested against the buckle of Leon's belt and last button of the vest, taking away the space to place the objects. So he decided to keep them in his hands until Chris told him otherwise.
Chris chuckled at Leon's awkwardness and decided to help him.
"Put the lube on your right. You'll need it in few minutes." Chris moved a little, teasing Leon's cock with his own by rubbing it through the jeans material. Leon almost moaned, but he kept it inside himself, knowing that he wasn't allowed to speak until spoken to. Chris trained him well.
"In a second, you'll put handcuffs around my wrists, which I'll pull behind my back. Your task for this session will be to stretch me out and fuck me until I come. You'll be allowed to do whatever you want, but your goal is to make sure that I finish with your dick in my ass. I won't be moving a muscle to help you, you're on your own. From time to time I'll give you commands and you will follow them. Understood?" Chris presented the rules for their scene.
"Yes, sir." Leon's voice got hoarse. At this, more desire swirled in Chris's gut. They didn't even properly started and it already looked like Leon was hanging by a thread.
"You will be allowed to speak and express yourself vocally in whatever way you wish. If I won't like something, I'll use the traffic light system. Same goes for you. Is everything clear?" Chris quirked eyebrow at his husband, challenging him to disagree.
"Yes, sir."
"Now, cuff me and we will start." Chris placed his hands behind himself, his wrists resting at the dip of his lower back. He could feel Leon shifting underneath him, to secure the handcuffs in their proper place. When the metal clicked, Chris checked if it wasn't a too tight hold, but it seemed that everything was done correctly.
"Very good." he praised his lover. But before Chris gave Leon free range, he demanded "Open two top buttons of your shirt. I want to have a look at your chest." Leon gulped, but followed without hesitation.
"And take of that vest. I want to check if the color of the shirt matches the color of my tip" Chris said it like it was an afterthought, when it clearly wasn't. He knew perfectly well, what it would to Leon.
He was immediately rewarded with deep groan and whispered 'fuck'.
Leon quickly followed the instruction, getting himself rid off pesky piece of clothing. Chris's length bounced against Leon's abs, both of them fascinated with comparing the color of the tip with the shirt. His veiny cock was completely hard, the head of it deep maroon color, few shades different from the cloth underneath it.
Leon swiped a drop of pre-cum that leaked from Chris, and put it in his mouth, moaning as he tasted it. Chris couldn't help himself and moaned at the display, his dick twitching between his legs.
"Delicious." Leon taunted him, beginning his torture.
"I love your thighs, so plush." Leon's hands traveled from Chris's knees up, teasing the hair that covered the soft skin. He squeezed them, his thumbs digging into tender flesh of his inner thighs. "I wish I could leave some marks there. They would look so lovely, contrasting with your skin."
Leon's hands skipped Chris's hips and ass, going straight to the soft bulge of his belly, caressing his happy trail, up to his belly button.
"I love that roll so much. It's so hot to see you stretching your clothes." Leon squeezed his stomach, playing with the chub there.
"And look at these," Leon grabbed at his love handles, pushing there to lower Chris. He also lifted his hips up, so Leon's dick, that was still trapped in it's jean prison, started rubbing in the space just between Chris's balls and his hole, humping him. "I can finally put them to their proper use. To hold you down as I fuck you. Mmmm..." Leon moaned into his ear, sending more sparks of pleasure through him. Chris hoped that Leon wasn't just whispering empty promises to him. He wanted to feel his husband manhandling him. He wanted to receive similar experience to the one he provided to Leon. He wanted to know why it always turned Leon so much, to the point of him being cock-drunk.
"Can't forget about these beauties..." Leon whimpered, not stopping his dry humping. He shifted the position of his hands to clasp at Chris's pecs. "I want to fuck them so bad... To keep them together, oil them and put my cock between them. To see them bounce with my every move..."
"Shit, Leon!" Chris moaned. He couldn't help it. The image that painted on his closed eyelids was so vivid and delicious, that Chris didn't even realized that he closed his eyes. Ecstasy was firing in the multiple place that he was teased in, slowly overloading his mind. He needed to hurry Leon up, if the other man wanted to fulfill his purpose.
"Grab the lube. Put that fingers in their proper use." Chris ordered his husband. He could hear the cap being open and the squelch of the substance. Chris decided to focus his eyes on the movements of Leon's chest. The blond hair that dusted his chest peaked from the opening of the shirt. Chris wished he could bend and slobber all over delicious skin there. To have an option to lick every scar or suck on his husband's sexy collarbones.
All of those thoughts didn't distract Chris enough, his mind immediately snapped into the sensation of his rim being slicked with thick dollop of lube. Leon's fingertips swirled around it, wetting not only his hole, but also spreading it on the globes of his ass cheeks. Chris should reprimand him for that, for dirtying him unnecessarily. But he will let it slide, because it was a rare occasion that they switched places and he thought that Leon deserved a little treat. If it meant making a bigger mess than Chris's liked, then so be it. He won't be the one to clean it. That would be Leon with his talented tongue.
"Fuck, Leon, stop teasing me, just put them in." Chris commanded, being a little fed up with the constant caress on his rim. He wanted to feel Leon's fingers filling his hole, stretching it properly.
Chris could feel two, slender fingers breaching him instantly, sliding in with audible squelch, sending him spiraling.
"You're so tight, hon." Leon moaned into his ear, pulling and pushing his wet fingers in slow rhythm. "It almost feels like a virgin hole. So unused." Leon's nose teased the underside of his chin, deeply inhaling the scent of sweat that covered Chris. He never faltered in his ministrations, keeping steady pace in pushing more and more of his long fingers into Chris's desperate hole.
"Feels so good..." Chris whimpered. He had to give the praise to Leon, he knew exactly what he was doing to him, playing him like his own instrument.
"Yeah, baby... Let me play with that sexy ass..." Leon's words sent Chris into oblivion. Chris closed his eyes to focus better on the sensations. The warmth of Leon's breath on his neck, the constant pressure under his balls from his husband's cock humping between his legs, one hand digging into the globe of his butt, while the other caressed him on the inside, inching closer and closer to his prostate.
Chris moaned more frequently, his dick drooling pre-cum almost non-stop. Every new sensation bringing him more pleasure from the last.
"Fucking kiss me. Now, Leon!" The order slipped from Chris. He felt a little embarrassed at all the noises that came out of him, sounding like a desperate whore. His husband didn't hesitate for the second, putting his mouth on his, Leon's tongue dominating over him, slobbering over his chin. It muffled most of the noises escaping Chris, but had a side effect that he didn't considered. The kiss sent more of the pleasure down his spine and got him closer to the climax. And the plan was to cum on Leon's dick, not prematurely finish from spectacular fingering.
"I need you inside me. Now!" Chris broke their kiss to command Leon. He wasn't sure how long he would last. Not with how good his husband was taking care of him.
Fingers slipped out from his ass, leaving him empty and desperate to fill out that void. Chris took a look, being a not-so-focused observer, watching Leon working on his belt and jeans. Chris's cock was bumped from time to time with all of Leon's wriggling.
Finally, Leon freed his dick from the confines of the restrictive material and Chris gulped. His husband's cock wasn't as big as his own, but it still had an impressive length to it, the tip weeping, being almost as wet as Chris's. He might have drooled a little at the sight He was glad that he had the same effect on Leon, like Leon had on him. He couldn't wait to have that dick spreading him wide open.
But before Chris could even suggest filling his hole, Leon grabbed both their dicks in his hand. Seeing the difference in the size was hot enough that it made Chris drool a little. To see both of their lengths, squished together, angry tips rubbing against each other, smearing pre-cum all over each other. So erotic.
They both moaned whorishly, as Leon started rubbing the barely closed hand around them. Their cocks kissed each other under steady ministrations of Leon's hand, blowing Chris's mind with every touch.
"You need to put that thing in me, immediately." Chris panted, not caring anymore if it came as an order. He just needed that dick inside him. To fill him. Spread him. Complete him.
"Is this how I sound to you, when I beg?" Leon asked him, but listened to the command and left Chris cock alone to move his own into it's proper place. Chris could feel the head of his husband's dick touching his entrance, slicking it with more lube.
"You sound more delirious. Now, get to work." Chris barely finished his sentence, before he was split in two with Leon's lengthy cock, making himself at home in one quick push.
They both moaned at the sensation, overwhelmed at the pleasure spreading in their bodies. Chris felt so fucking full, almost as if Leon was reaching his gut. The sensation of finally being spread wide open, sent Chris's toes curling. It was a good thing that his hands were handcuffed, because he wasn't sure if wouldn't do some damage to their couch with how amazing he felt.
"Oh god, you're so hot and tight." Leon whimpered into his ear, rocking slightly back and forth. "It's like your ass is trying to suck the life out of me."
"We can't have that." Chris panted, reminding himself not rock on Leon's cock. "You have still work to do." He promised no help and he won't give any. Even if it was hard not to try and enjoy himself. Even though he wanted to ride his husband till both of them explode with ecstasy.
"Mhm..." Leon seemed to distracted to listen to Chris, his hands landing on Chris' love handles and pushing him down onto his lap, so his dick could spear him deeper.
Chris could forgive Leon his distraction because he worked hard on bringing them closer to finish, pistoning his hips with more frantic rhythm. Chris could see sweat dripping down his lover's face, so deeply focused on blowing his back. He couldn't complain, he felt amazing with Leon working his insides, his hole feeling deliciously spread with every hard trust.
The harsh sound of skin hitting skin, the rhythmic slap, slap, slap of their hips brought more pleasure to Chris, the noises being so pornographic... so delicious and stimulating...
"Fuck, I need to taste these!" Leon almost barked, something snapping in him. Before Chris could react to that, he felt his husband's hands squeezing his bouncing tits, his lips latching on to Chris's nipple. The newly teased nerve endings fired some much pleasure, that Chris's balls tightened, his cock weeped, his mind delirious with the amalgamation of sensation bringing him ecstasy. The end was near, he just needed another push to send him over the edge.
It came with the change of the angle, Leon's cock finally hitting his prostate with every single one of his thrusts. Chris was helpless in that moment, completely at his husband's mercy.
"Fuck! Fuck! FUCK!!!" Chris shouted, his voice booming around their living room walls, as he spilled himself over Leon shirt, his come leaving dark splotches on the fabric. Chris's mind went blank, only registering new hights of pleasure, as Leon didn't stop his actions, working Chris through his orgasm.
Chris was panting hard, swaying on his knees as he felt Leon finish in him, his hot cum filling him to the brim. No wonder Leon loved it so much. Chris could see the appeal of bottoming from time to time.
Before he knew it, the handcuffs had been released and tender hands started rubbing over the place were muscles strained. Not being able to keep himself in up-right position, Chris sagged against his husband, chest to chest, his chin resting on Leon's shoulder, blond and grey hair tickling his nose. He could still feel the aftershocks in place they were connected, but Chris hadn't it in himself to move, even if his knees begged him to.
"Are you okay?" Leon asked him, his hands running up and down Chris' sweaty back.
"Never better." Chris reassured him. But he needed a little bit more rest. "Now I know why you're always an unresponsive noodle after our sessions" he laughed.
"If I knew that this outfit would bring out this side of you, then I would've worn it earlier." Leon teased, massaging the full globes of Chris's ass.
"Hush, you! Let me enjoy my post-nut high." Chris grumbled, placing light kisses on Leon's neck.
"Yes, sir." Leon couldn't help himself in teasing Chris further. "You want a bath?"
"Won't say no to that." Chris murmured. "But in few minutes, okay?"
"Of course, baby" Leon agreed, leaving soft kiss on Chris's forehead as they both basked in each other's presence.
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Happy Beginning
Fandom: Resident Evil
Pairing: Leon Kennedy x Chris Redfield
Summary: A cozy moment between omega!RE9!Leon and alpha!RE1!Chris
A/N: A gift for my wonderful friend tembii <3
Please enjoy :)
Can be also read on AO3
Leon stood in front of the table, laundry basket next to him on the chair as he sorted the clothes. His nesting tendencies picked up on the intensity with his due date getting closer and closer. He currently was seven months pregnant and his stomach resembled a ripe watermelon.
With two months still to go, he and Chris picked up the pace on preparations for their pup. They set up nursery, his alpha doing most of the heavy lifting. Leon couldn't complain, he had front row seats to the smoke show that was his young mate. Watching Chris hang up the shelves on soft-green walls or seeing him build the crib for their pup, sent Leon's omega spiraling. His mate's lean body showcasing it's strength with all the lifting and handling of heavy furniture, raised Leon's libido higher than it was. And it was high already. He had let know his alpha how much he appreciated his efforts. Repeatedly.
Leon knew that Chris enjoyed the attention, but omega was still scolded for going against his doctor's recommendations on limiting his physical activities.
Leon being a fifty year old omega was considered past his prime. By society standards, he was too old for mating and pregnancy. However, Leon despised such a worldview and spat on established norms. And good that he did, because otherwise he wouldn't be as happy as he was currently. So what if he had to wait for the perfect alpha for him a little bit longer? It was the best choice he made in his entire life. Not settling for anything less than what Leon deserved.
"You should be resting" Chris' calm voice whispered into his ear, two muscular arms wrapping around him, hands resting under his baby bump.
"And I will, just after I finish this." Leon murmured back, showing his alpha the onesie he was holding.
"Mhm." His mate clearly didn't believe him, and Leon wasn't surprised. He liked to push himself to his limits. It was ingrained into him through the years of combat and constant fight against terrorism. And Chris knew that about his omega, that's way he constantly checked on him, making sure that Leon didn't strain himself or their pup. Health and safety of his mate and child were his priority. And he proudly took care of it.
That's why Chris had no problem lifting Leon's bump from underneath and shifting it's weight into his hands. He could instantly feel his omega relaxing, leaning into his chest, Leon's back muscles getting a respite from carrying the pup.
"Better?" Chris asked, placing soft kiss on omega's head.
"Oh, yeah..." Leon moaned, experiencing tiny sparks of pleasure travelling down his spine.
They stood like that for a while, Chris softly nuzzling his omega and Leon enjoying lack of back pain and his alpha's affection. The feelings of contentment and love traveled through their bond, calming them both.
"C'mon. Let's get you of your feet." Chris nudged Leon, slowly lowering his stomach, as to not disturb their pup or hurt the omega.
"Have something in mind, alpha?" Leon wiggled his brows, feeling playful.
"Yup. Nothing strenuous." Chris deadpanned, knowing exactly what was going through his mate's head. "So you can take your mind out of the gutter."
"Hear that, pup? Your daddy is so strict. All work, no fun." Leon addressed his stomach.
Chris only rolled his eyes at his mate's antics. He quickly grabbed the bottle of lotion and started herding Leon, using the hand that rested on his lower back, to direct him to the nest on the couch.
Leon build another nest on the couch of the living room to have a soft place to rest. His primary one was still in their bedroom, but he wanted to have another one to be able to spend time in the same space as Chris. When alpha cooked, Leon laid surrounded by softness and comfort of their scents, his eyes following his mate's every move. He also loved to soak up all the sun that was shinning through their massive windows. He was very content with that choice.
Chris stopped in front of the nest, nodding at it, silently asking for permission to enter. Leon granted it, scoffing softly. Chris knew that Leon had no objections on him coming and going to his nest, but he silently appreciated alpha respecting him and his boundaries. Despite his young age (and twenty-five years age gap) Chris was exactly what Leon needed in his mate. Respectful, considerate, brave, protective and so sexy. Tailored specifically for him.
Before Chris stepped into the nest, he picked Leon up in his arms. Leon was still amazed at how his mate's body, so lean and delicately sculptured, could hide so much power. Every single time, when Chris did something physically challenging (for example picking Leon up, heavy with his pup), Leon had to catch his breath a little, too amazed at the display of strength. His omega choose a good mate. So young, so virile, so perfect for him.
Chris placed them in the corner of the couch, his back resting against the cushions and situating Leon between his legs. Back to chest, legs tangled together. He lifted his mate's oversized t-shirt, to expose his baby bump. Leon rested his head on alpha's left shoulder, relaxing his body, feeling safe in soft embrace.
He felt calloused hands on the skin of his stomach, slicked with the lotion. Chris made sure to warm up the liquid before it touched Leon.
He started his massage with broad strokes across the whole expanse of omega's bump, to cover all the skin with lotion. Then he focused on the sides, softly caressing, without making it ticklish for Leon. After that, Chris' hands went lower, to the underside of the stomach, to rub small circles over the stretchmarks. He was slow and methodical in his proceedings, his movements a practiced pattern, that developed with every massage he gave.
Leon was a putty in his embrace, purring contently. The soft vibration against his chest, brought Chris' own purr to the front, to accompany his mate. Their mixed sounds made for the perfect lullaby, making them both drowsy. But that was okay. They had all day for themselves, they could devote some time for the nap.
Chris covered them with the blanket that smelled like both of them and resumed his massage, making sure that Leon was happy and relaxed.
This was what they deserved. Domestic bliss. Tender love.
A happy beginning.
HAPPY CHREON WEEK EVERYBODY๐ฅณ I'm afraid thar some paintings may be late but i was able to finish day1 cooking on time๐ฅ
here ya go sweeties:
I wonder what they're about to cook๐? got any favorite meal for this special day?
Chris man-tits Redfield
*๐ฉ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐๐*
and Chris being a strong, reliable and worried husband just mend my soul๐ฅน๐ซถ๐ป๐
I just know he has Chris STRESSED
