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★ DAY 1 - nipple play | chris redfield

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warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom chris + male reader + nipple play + dacryphilia + nipple clamps + vibrators + cumming untouched + chris is called "princess" + and his pecs are often called tits + he pretends to not like it + but fails

a/n: I'm really happy about how this turned out, considering how its my first re smut ^-^ I just hope I'll have the dedication to finish this series...

Your hands roamed Chris' wide chest, adoring the firm yet plushness of his pecs as you traced small scars littered about. His chest- no, his tits, were so soft and pillowy, the moment you saw them bare you just wanted to feel him up so badly. The way he was positioned, sitting in your lap with his front gave you a perfect view of his tits, close enough for you to push your face into. Fuck, your boyfriend was hot.

"Nnhh..." Chris' brows were furrowed, watching you grope his tits through lowered lids. This was the only part of his body apart from his ass that got him embarrassed whenever you teased it. His chest has always been so sensitive, especially since he started building up muscle. He swore his nipples have grown a bit in size. Chris' chest was so full that whenever he wore tight shirts, his tits looked like they were about to burst out and it so so damn attractive to you.

"I can't get enough of of these princess," you tease, making sure to pinch one of his nipples. "Mhn! H-how about you look away then," Chris grumbled, faking annoyance. You didn't miss the way he shivered at the nickname. "No way," you smirked and latched onto one of his buds with your mouth. "Ah!" Chris' eyes widen tries his best to stifle the adorable sound that comes out of him when he feels your mouth on him. Immediately, you began sucking on his nipple- hard.

"S-shit...nggh...hahh, [name]!" Chris whines as you continue your harsh ministrations. Not only do you suck on his nipple, you also leave bites on the bud and the areola surrounding it. You know that Chris is especially weak to biting and you take full advantage of it. "Ungh, [name], anh!" While Chris wants to think he won't cum yet, but he's starting to feel like you might force an orgasm out of him with your pace. In just a moment, you swiftly pulled away from Chris' tit, leaving a thin trail of saliva and a confused pout of your boyfriend's face.

"You remember those toys we bought the other day?" Chris still looks a bit dumbfounded but finally remembers and slowly nods his head. "You wanna use them today?" Well fuck, you sounded overeager and so not cool. But luckily, Chris was the same as you. "Fuck yeah. Definitely." Okay you probably sounded more uncool. But those thoughts left your mind when you saw Chris' face, the way his eyes were blown wide with lust at the idea of putting those new toys to use. You turned to your left and reached under your bed to fish out a small black box. You opened it up and took out its contents: a bullet vibrator and one nipple clamp.

"Why only one?" Chris' voice almost sounded a bit slurred when you first heard him. "I though it was obvious. It's easier for me to suck without it in my way." Chris blushed even harder at how casually you talked about sucking on his chest, like it was just sucking on some candy. You first brought the clamp to his nipple you had already been sucking on and noticed it was a little red and puffy, small bite marks surrounding it. The moment you fasten it, Chris lets out a yelp, jerking harshly as he feels his nipple being overstimulated. "Unghh...shit," your boyfriend's breathing becomes heavy and ragged, and you're sure you can see tiny tears prick at his eyes.

With a mean grin, you switch on the vibrator and push it up to his other untouched nipple. "HnNGGH---" Chris clenches his teeth hard as he reels back from the intense pleasure he's feeling. His moans begin to freely pour out as he squirms, unable to escape the intense vibration and the constant pleasurable pain of having his nipple trapped. He cries out and wraps his muscular arms around your neck. Unable to resist, you pull him into a deep kiss, forcing your tongue down his throat as you ravage him, swallowing down his pitiful moans.

Chris' tears flow freely as he tries his best to grind his leaking cock onto you, only for you to push him back with firm hands on his hips. Even if he could push you off, he didn't, deciding to let you move him in any way you deemed fit. You sigh into his mouth as you open your eyes a bit to watch the tears roll down his cheeks. Despite feeling your dick cry out for attention, you decided to ignore it to be fully in the moment with your boyfriend. Besides, you felt like you were going to be able to get off just by watching him.

"Mnghh! Nnhh, mhh, NghGHH!" Chris continues to sob as his head begins to feel a little too light. You felt his arms tighten around your neck and you could tell he was close. Right as Chris could feel that coil in his stomach unravel, you pulled away from his soft lips and removed the vibrator from his nipple. "W-wh..." Chris couldn't even find his words, still trembling as hot puffs of air leave his mouth. His skin is glistening with a layer of sweat, his lips kiss-swollen and tears are still falling down his face, the image created sending a violent throb to your ignored dick. Just as quickly as you got rid of his source of pleasure, you once again latched onto his nipple and tug on the nipple clamp, finally twisting it a brutally ripping it off of Chris' nipple.

It took him a second to register the heavy mix of pleasure and pain, his eyes rolling back as he cums with a loud keen. His cum splatters on the both of you considering your close proximity, some of it getting on your chest while most of it reached his own, creating a perfect picture. You bring back your face to his, mouthing at his lips and swallowing up his small whimpers from the aftershocks of his orgasm. You wrap one arm around your boyfriend's waist and bring him closer to you, the other going to his head to rub at his hair to calm him down. As Chris' trembling becomes less and less violent and his breathing less ragged, you keep in mind his reaction to the use of those toys on his tits- you were definitely going to use those again.

I'm fr about to start writing resident evil smut because there is a CRIMINAL lack of sub chris and carlos

I know I haven't been posting much for my other fandoms(I promise I will tho🙏🏾) but I think I'll start making some re fics because if I can't find what I want I might as well make it

honey, come over

rating: E STARS!Chris Redfield/STARS!Reader/Rookie!Leon 18+ warnings: AFAB!GN!Reader, FWB (Chris and Reader), threesome, jealousy, catching feelings, fingering, p in v sex, blowjob, come swallowing, snowballing, rimming, handjobs, cunnilingus, anal sex, sexual picture, creampie, slight angst, no gendered terms, no use of y/n word count 7.5k summary: You and Chris devise a plot to get Leon in on your little "arrangement" you two have. What you don't expect are the hitches, namely coming from Chris. AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49661005

You pushed into the S.T.A.R.S. office with hurried steps. Your eyes scanned the room and fell on Chris propped up at his desk, feet on the edge and a file in his hand. You stormed over quickly, grabbing the file, and you slammed it down on the desk. Chris tipped forward in his chair; a what the hell started up from his throat, but you twisted him to face you.

“Have you seen the new rookie?”

There was an urgency in your voice, and Chris furrowed his brow. “What, Branagh’s new recruit?” You nodded violently. “No, why?”

“Come here.”

You grabbed Chris by the back of his shirt, pulling him forward until he was forced to stand up; you hauled him outside and down the hall.

“Are you serious? Wesker’s gonna have my ass if I don’t finish these reports.”

“Shut up, Chris, holy god, when have I ever led you wrong?” A quick beat. “Don’t answer that.” You rounded the corner to the stairs and took them two at a time, letting go of Chris as he followed you with dragging feet. The door to the west offices was propped open, so you were able to slink in and rest your elbows onto the little railing just inside. You turned back and gestured for Chris to settle beside you.

“This better be–”

You grabbed Chris by the chin and swiveled his head until you knew he saw him. He was sitting at his desk, twisting what appeared to be a few padlocks. He jerked at one which earned a few laughs from the squad. Chris flicked his dark eyes over to you.

“Yeah. Told you.” You were smug, and Chris didn’t even have it in himself to argue with you. You both resumed your looks at the rookie. The prettiest little face in the whole building, soft blonde hair–how could you not stare? Chris stood up tall and started to move down the stairs. You grabbed his bicep, feeling it firm against your palm. “What are you doing?”

“Uh, I’m going to introduce myself.” Chris gave you a look that seemed to say duh?

“No you’re not. I found him.” You twisted your face, and Chris raised a brow, smirking.

“Please, I bet I can get him in the locker room before the end of the week.”

“Oh, yeah fucking right, Redfield. Look at him.” You both pointedly turned your gazes to the rookie. Whatever his task was had him pacing the room, checking desks. There was a slight flush to his face, pink and adorable, but there was also a triumphant look in his eyes. “He’s like if a golden retriever was a person, dude. No way he’ll go for you.”

“Like you’re much better?” Chris fired back. “I’ve been in bed with you enough to know you’d tear him apart without any supervision.”

That last word. There was a note of silence that held a dawning understanding. You both grinned, and there was a nod. You pushed at each other, too giddy to contain the need to rough each other up, and there was a sharp call of hey! that made you both stop.

“Is there a reason half of alpha’s in my squadroom right now?” Lieutenant Branagh shouted, putting his hands on his hips. The rest of his unit turned to stare up at the two of you, including the rookie. He’d made his way near the small staircase and was looking up with the softest blue eyes you’d ever seen. You were transfixed, but Chris elbowed your ribs.

“Sorry, Lieutenant, just heard we had a new kid,” you answered honestly. You tilted back down to look at Leon, and you offered him a quick wink. A blush immediately rose to his face.

“Didn’t realize S.T.A.R.S. gave a damn about the other half,” Elliot muttered from his desk, just loud enough to be heard. Chris shot him a glare.

“Well, I’ll be letting your captain know his top officers are wasting time in my office instead of doing the things I know he’s assigned you.” Marvin reached out and picked up the receiver to his desk phone and, undoubtedly, punched in Wesker’s extension.

“We’re just leaving, lieutenant,” Chris assured, guiding you out by your shoulders. “Nice to see you, rookie!”

The two of you started back up the stairs, heads pressed together, a mess of conspiracy. You were only interrupted when Wesker cut you off in the hall, folding his arms, and a scowl crossed his face.

Overtime stung that night, but it gave you both time to plot.

The next morning, you were at work painfully early. You had slipped into the west office after getting them unlocked by reception. It took begging, but you earned your way down the small set of stairs over to the station containing the coffee maker. You flicked it on, and you quickly set up a pot to brew. You even washed out a mug. Surely if Wesker saw the effort you were putting in, he’d ream you for it. You could hear him now: All this and you can’t even provide a single report on time? You’re worse than Chris.

You drummed your fingers over the counter before sliding your gaze over to the rookie’s desk. You craned your neck. It was open, meaning he’d figured out whatever that mess with the padlocks was yesterday, and it looked neat. It wasn’t yet messy with assignments. Though, you imagined he was likely a pretty well-put together guy.

The coffee maker went quiet as it finished brewing. Just as it did, you heard the door to the office open, and you looked up. The rookie, already dressed in his uni blues, was above you. You smiled warmly. “Hey, new guy. Leon, right?”

“Right.” He smiled back, and he took the steps slowly, still watching you. “You’re with S.T.A.R.S.” An observation. You stuck your hand out and offered him your name. “Leon Kennedy,” he provided after you, squeezing your hand tight, like he had something to prove.

“Good to meet you.” You lifted the coffee pot from the warmer with a soft thunk, and you poured yourself some. You pulled free another mug, and you tilted it toward him. “Want some?”

“Yeah, sure. Thanks. Do you guys not have a maker in your office?” Leon asked.

You poured him some coffee and slid back the pot. “We do. This one’s better, though.” A lie that came easily to you. Leon didn’t even question it. It almost made you feel a little bad. He was cute. You passed him the mug, not bothering to add anything to it, and Leon took it gratefully. He blew on the hot liquid gently. The steam curled toward you, and you met his gaze over the lip of the cup. His blue eyes looked a little bloodshot. There was too much cologne on him, and your lip curled up. “Rough first day, I take it?”

“What do you mean?” Leon furrowed his brows.

“You’re hungover.”

At that, Leon went still. “Is it obvious?”

“You went a little heavy on the cover-up,” you told him, adding cream to your coffee. You stirred it slowly with a plastic spoon, and you tossed it away before raising your own mug to your lips. Eyes alight with amusement, you raked your gaze over his form as Leon turned your words over in his mind. “It’ll be fine. Just go get into your uniform early, and no one will know.”

“I’ll do that.” Leon took a sip. The coffee was still numbingly hot, and you could see that it burned by the way his lips turned brighter. He rolled them together, trying to numb the sting, and you wished you had the nerve to corner him and kiss it away. But you were thinking with the wrong head. If this was going to work, you and Chris had to move carefully. “Are you usually here this early?”

“Sometimes.” Not technically a lie. You found that the longer you spoke to the younger man, the less you wanted to outright deceive him. He was good, brimming with a passion you’d long lost since your days in the army, and it helped to see it alive in someone else. Leon nodded.

“Well, it’ll be nice to see you. I mean–” The rookie cleared his throat. “It’s good to know someone.”

“Yeah, I get you.” You shot him a little smile, reassuring. Leon returned it. Oh, you wanted to tear him apart. “You know, Chris is a good guy, too. If you see him around, talk to him.”

“That’s who was with you yesterday?” Leon asked, and he took another sip. There was the sound of someone else entering–or leaving–the building. It was reminding you that time was passing, and you needed to get out of here before Lieutenant Branagh chewed you out again.

“Yeah. That’s him.” You quickly drained your coffee despite the way it burned your throat, and you laid the mug aside. Hey, you’d already washed it once. If you were lucky, Elliot would be the grumbling asshole that had to clean up after you. “Well, I gotta go. I’ll see you tomorrow probably.”

“Sure. Oh, hey.” Leon stopped you with a touch to your arm. For a moment, your mind went wild, wondering what he could possibly need to say, what he might do. But then Leon gestured to a spot on his neck while he nodded at you. “You’ve got–there’s a–a bruise.”

Your hand flew up to cover the spot he motioned to. Your bottom lip pinched between your teeth, frustration boiling up. Chris. You knew he’d latched onto you hard last night, but to put it where it could be seen? When he knew you were going to be talking to Leon? Oh, he was a dead man. “Thanks, rookie.”

“Leon,” he corrected. It was hard not to tease him, but you obliged.

“Thanks, Leon.” You backed out toward the stairs, climbing them. “Take it easy out there.”

You thundered your way up to the S.T.A.R.S. office, and you briefly considered sabotaging something about Chris’ desk. But when you opened a drawer, began rifling through the files, you found a beaten up polaroid he’d taken of you in his bed. It made you soft. You closed the drawer quietly, and you set to work on your reports.

The week dragged on. It killed you getting up so early. But it was worth it getting to speak to the rookie. You knew Chris was working him at closing, typically catching him doing something menial in the library. Whatever you two had been doing, it was working. Leon visibly perked up whenever he saw you. The only time you were late, you were rewarded with a there you are and the brightest smile showing off Leon’s little crooked canine.

By Friday, you had settled into an easy routine, and this time, you had a plan. You’d discussed it with Chris, and, while it was relatively soon, you felt good about your odds.

“Morning!” Leon called as he bounced down the steps. You pressed a mug into his hands as soon as he rounded the corner.

“Morning,” you murmured. “Hey, I wanted to ask you something.”

“Shoot.” Leon took a sip. He walked past you toward his desk, and you followed him. Leon sat down, at his chair, and you slid onto the desk itself, crossing one leg.

“Chris and I are headed to his place tonight to hang out. We’ll probably put on some football and just–I don’t know, fuck around.” Leon tipped his head back as he scooted his chair closer to his desk. His arm was brushing against the side of your thigh. “Wanna come?”

“Really?” Leon looked genuinely excited. There was a sparkle in those beautiful eyes, and you grinned despite yourself. “That’d be great. Should I bring anything?”

“Just yourself.” You shrugged. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Okay, yeah. When should I be there?”

“Just whenever you can. If you want to go home after your shift, that’s fine.” You were planning on staying the night with Chris no matter how the evening panned out, so it didn’t much matter. Chris had insisted.

That, in tandem with the photo you had found earlier in the week and the bruise he’d left, was only complicating things. You two had been having sex for a while now, and the intended addition of Leon was supposed to keep up the casual nature of it all. But Chris was being too…Chris. And it was adding another layer to the whole thing you didn’t like.

“Sure. Yeah, I can be by a few hours after–what’s the address?” Leon picked up a yellow pad of paper and pen, which you quickly plucked from him, your hands bumping against the rookie’s.

“Here.” You scribbled it down quickly, and you shoved it toward Leon. He looked it over, clearly trying to map the city in his brain. “It’s that big brown building on Pennsylvania avenue, if that helps.”

“It does. I’ll find it.” Leon grinned up at you. “Thanks.”

“No worries.” You reached out and laid a hand on his shoulder, an affectionate weight, and you saw him brighten even further. You were only a few years older than him, but sometimes, it felt like a lifetime. Leon ripped off the piece of paper that contained the address. He folded it up and stuffed it in his shirt pocket. You watched his fingers flit over the button and secure it quickly. For safekeeping. He even patted the spot while he looked up at you. “Well, I guess I’ll let you get to it. Are they letting you drive yet?”

“I get to today,” Leon said, sitting a little straighter. You nodded.

“Look at you. Growing up so fast.” Your hand raised further and ruffled his blonde hair. Bold, a little teasing, and you saw his smile as he ducked away from you, shoving at your hand.

“Yeah, yeah, whatever.” But Leon looked pleased at your attention. His ears were a little redder than before, and you thought more about tonight. Leon flipped his wrist over and checked the time. You mirrored his actions and swore.

“Ah, shit. Wesker’s gonna kick my ass. Sorry, rookie. We’ll see you tonight.” You couldn’t wait for a response, but you did hear his soft voice saying something as you rushed your way out of the squadroom and into the main lobby, stumbling as you tried to make it around the corner before you were given more overtime.

Luckily, the meeting hadn’t started just yet, and you sighed as you sank into the only empty chair beside Chris. He’d saved you a spot. Chris leaned over and whispered in your ear, too close, too intimate in the office. “Hey. Talk to Leon?”

“He’s on board,” you mumbled back, turning slightly. Your noses brushed together, and you jolted backwards. “Not sure when, but…” You nodded, and Chris hummed in thought.

“Good.”

But there was something in his tone, and you flashed him a look. “What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing.” But Chris couldn’t lie to save his life. He wore his emotions like cheap perfume: loud, suffocating. You frowned. Chris caved. “Okay, it’s just–”

“Enough chatter.”

Wesker’s voice shattered the air and rebuilt it thick with tension. You shifted in your seat to look up at the corkboard, and your captain flicked his gaze between you and Chris. He opted not to say anything, though, and he began to drone on about the case you were all working on.

You kept your eyes forward, but you could feel that Chris wasn’t. Heat prickled along the back of your neck, and you knew he was sneaking glances.

Chris kept his distance for the rest of the day.

You only got back with him when Chris drove you both to his apartment. Once upstairs, you couldn’t take it anymore, and you slammed his door shut as he walked forward. Chris picked up his remote and turned on the tv. The night was already falling, autumn in full effect, and you flicked on the lights.

“Okay, spill. You’ve been acting fucking weird.”

“I know.”

You stepped forward, closer to him. Chris placed his palms on your cheeks, and he crushed you to him in a kiss born out of desperation. You pulled back. “Chris. Talk to me. You promised when we started this.”

“I know.” Chris raced his thumbs along your cheeks. “I just can’t figure it out–god, let me kiss you. And then I swear I will.” It was a slippery slope. You knew if Chris kissed you it would end up as something else. But you couldn’t tear your eyes away from those too-soft Bambi eyes, and you melted in his hold. A quick nod, and your mouths were locked together. Tongues flicked, pressed, sank into one another with aching familiarity. This was something you were good at together.

Sure enough, Chris pulled you onto the couch. He crawled above you, and his hands grazed up your thighs until he palmed at you through your jeans. Your clit lept to attention, pushing into your underwear. Wetness beaded between your lips as Chris started to unbutton your pants.

“The rookie–”

“Said he wouldn’t be here for a while.” Chris huffed a soft exhale into your mouth. He needed this; you could feel it in the way he shook. “Please.”

“Alright.”

Chris pulled your clothes down, and his fingers trailed up between your folds. He relished in how immediate your body’s response was. And truthfully, it had never been this way for anyone else. Chris did something to you, and, if you thought about too long, it frightened you. But for now, you focused on the pads of his fingers dragging patterns across your swollen nerves, stroking your clit with tender movements.

“Chris,” you breathed. “Fuck, put your fingers inside. Gotta feel it.”

“God, I love hearing you like this,” Chris growled out; he dipped lower until he was prodding at your cunt. You spread your thighs as much as your half-on jeans would allow. Chris pushed two fingers inside; your walls stretched to accommodate his thick digits, and you moaned softly. Chris dipped his head to kiss at your neck. When his teeth flashed out, you clicked your tongue. 

“Don’t leave another fucking hickey.”

“Why not?” he whined.

“You left that last one so the rookie would–ah.” You cut yourself off with a quick cry as Chris curled his fingers, pressing upwards until you clenched around him. A soft there it is from Chris, and you wished it didn’t feel so good so you could keep chastising him.

“What did I do?” Chris asked innocently. Your hips bucked when his other hand moved to paw at your clit in time with the movements of his fingers.

“Shut up.”

Your cunt squelched as Chris kept fingering you. Knuckle-deep with each press forward, you couldn’t stop the constant rocking of your hips. You were grinding roughly into his touches, and your orgasm started to boil, sinking its teeth into your skin. You were so close–

A knock at the door. You moaned, and Chris started to pull away.

“No, please, I’m right there,” you begged, reaching out to pull at his shirt. Chris’ eyes fluttered at the look on your face, and he shifted back closer.

“Don’t be loud.”

You tried. You really did. You choked down your moan, but it still bounced for a few precious seconds before Chris removed his hand from your clit and slapped his hand across your mouth. Soft keens of his name filled his palm while he let you fuck down on his fingers as slick spilled over him. Another knock cut you short, and Chris looked toward the door.

He pulled away from you, wiping his hand on his jeans. You scrambled to pull up your pants as Chris opened the door. You turned to try and hide the obvious motions of zipping yourself up and securing your button as Leon walked in. In his hand was some sort of tray.

“Glad you could make it,” Chris said as he stepped into the kitchen, trying to take Leon’s eyes off of you. You were grateful for it when Leon swiveled to look at him.

“Yeah, thanks for having me.” Leon set down the tray, tearing off the plastic bag that covered it. “I know you both said I didn’t have to bring anything, but I figured I would anyway.”

You finished straightening your clothes, and you stood from the couch. There was a slight wet spot from where you’d leaked, and you panicked. You grabbed one of Chris’ shirts discarded on the floor, and you tossed it across the cushion to cover it. Chris was popping open the plastic on the tray.

“Really, you didn’t need to,” you said as you walked over. Meat and cheese. Simple. You grabbed a slice of pepperoni and popped it into your mouth. “I didn’t bring anything.”

“Yeah, what gives?” Chris teased. “The rookie’s already done more for me, and you practically live here.”

You shot a look at Chris. You weren’t sure what his plan was with that line, but Leon raised a brow. Maybe he was just trying to get the kid’s interest. Maybe he was being too Chris again. You grabbed another pepperoni and chewed on it in annoyance.

“You guys are pretty close,” Leon said. Chris walked over to the fridge, and his fingers curled around a can of soda. He tossed it to Leon who caught it easily.

“I guess so,” you said; it was Chris’ turn to fire a look your way. You gave the subtlest shake of your head, and Chris tilted his head away, the upset look on his face as clear as day. You felt a pang of regret, but this was his fault, you told yourself. If he was feeling something more–

“How long have you been at the department?” Leon asked, oblivious.

“Four years. I got out of the army after my mandatory four years, and I ended up in S.T.A.R.S. the same year, when I was 22.”

“I joined up a year after. Right when I was discharged from the Air Force.” Chris tossed a can of soda to you with a little more force than necessary. You caught it close to your chest and popped it open. Chris grabbed his own, and the three of you leaned in various spots around the kitchen island. You all picked at the snack tray Leon had brought, chatting idly.

Eventually, you were the one to gently coax everyone back toward the living room. You pointed at the tray and crooked your finger, encouraging someone to grab it and bring it with. Chris obeyed, and you smiled at him. He returned it weakly. Another twist in your gut full of the apology you wished you could give him right now.

You plopped down onto the couch, and Leon settled in softly beside you. Chris laid down the tray, and he crossed in front of you both to sit on the opposite side of Leon. You leaned back, and you threw your arm across the back of the couch. Chris did the same, and your hands touched gently behind Leon’s head. You looked over at him; you hoped the way your knuckles brushed together was enough to let him know you were sorry.

Chris looked at you. His eyes went soft, and he nodded.

“So, Leon,” you started. He looked over at you, and you inhaled. He was even prettier in the low light of Chris’ apartment. “You bring a girlfriend with you to Raccoon City?”

“Or a boyfriend?” Chris added nonchalantly.

“No.” Leon sighed. He hunched forward to set down his soda, and when he leaned back, his head tipped to rest on the back of the couch. He bumped against your hand, and you took the opportunity to run your fingers through his hair. Leon looked a little surprised; his eyes flickered, and he glanced over at you, but your casual demeanor seemed to soothe him. “No, I–technically, I almost did. But she didn’t want to move and I did.”

“Shit, I’m sorry,” Chris said. He, too, leaned up to set his soda aside. You’d finished yours just a few moments ago. “Was it just too far?”

“I don’t even know.” Leon threw his hands up before letting them fall into his lap. They folded together, and Leon pushed his thumb into his palm. “She knew I wanted this, knew how badly I wanted this assignment. And I was fully prepared to take that step to move in but it didn’t matter.”

“Was that right before you left?” you asked. You twirled a lock of blonde hair around your finger before letting it fall. Your hand pushed his bangs out of his face. Leon’s eyelids fluttered slightly. You noticed that Chris had laid a reassuring hand on his knee.

“A little bit before that. So a few weeks ago.” Leon tilted his head to look at you. “It still sucks sometimes.” You nodded. “But it’s helped–you know, working. Doing what I love.”

“Is it everything you imagined?”

“Not exactly.” A wry smile. “It’s a lot more–”

“Clerical, right?” Chris supplied. His hand squeezed at Leon’s leg gently.

“Yeah!” Leon grinned, tilting his head now to the other side to look at Chris. “They don’t tell you about all the shit you’ll be filing.” You both laughed, and Leon’s tooth glinted in the light. A rumble of thunder rolled outside. The ever-reliable rain of Raccoon City was rolling in for the evening. There was a long moment of silence while you combed through Leon’s hair. Chris had shifted a little closer so he was pressed flush to Leon’s side as you all watched the tv with no real interest.

“Can I ask something?” Leon’s voice was soft, and he kept his eyes forward.

“Hm?” you hummed.

“Why did you guys really invite me here?”

The question sent a shock through the air. You exchanged a look with Chris, who took over with cautious words, “What do you mean?”

“This just feels–” Leon gestured between the three of you. “Like there’s something going on.”

You drew your hand away from his hair. Leon turned to watch your slow movements, and you cleared your throat. Your lips parted as your tongue touched the roof of your mouth; your breath came quicker. “Look, rookie, you’re cute.” You came out with it, as tender as a rusted nail, and you sighed. “Chris and I–”

“Are together. I know.”

“What? No, it’s–” Complicated. That much you knew. But you didn’t need to elaborate on it. Chris, blessedly, didn’t question you. “We fool around.”

“We wanted to see if you did, too.”

“All three of us.” Leon mulled it over. The way his eyes widened showed how nervous he was at the concept; however, the way he pulled at his jeans, shoved his hips forward to hide his erection, betrayed the excitement in his blood.

“Yeah. Is that okay?” Chris asked. The hand on Leon’s thigh rode up a little higher.

“I just–I don’t know exactly how it would work.”

“Don’t worry about it.” You slid up onto your knees, shuffling closer to Leon. “We’ll take care of you.”

“Okay.”

A slow pause as your fingers dragged down across his cheek. “Can we kiss you?”

Leon nodded.

You dove down and caught the rookie’s lips. He parted for you almost in an instant, and you purred softly as your tongue entered his mouth. Chris moved on his other side, and you saw that dark swath of hair as he dipped to kiss the exposed skin of Leon’s neck.

Your hand met Chris’ on Leon’s chest. You were both wandering, exploring your newest addition in earnest. You smiled when you felt Chris brush affectionately over you before resuming his exploration. Leon moaned into your mouth, and you broke away. Spit connected you both, but Chris broke the string when he gripped Leon’s chin between his thumb and forefinger, guiding him to the other side to take his own taste.

You watched them kiss while your palm raced over Leon’s lean stomach. Your palm eventually found the bulge in his pants, and you pushed down. Leon’s hips bucked up to meet you, and you smiled. You kept pressing your hand into him while your other hand reached up and fisted in the back of his hair.

When Chris broke away, you tugged Leon back until he was forced to stare at the ceiling. You leaned over Leon to lick at Chris’ lips before meeting him in a warm kiss. You mumbled into him, “This is okay?”

Chris nodded, murmuring back, “As long as you’re still staying the night.” As long as I get you to myself he meant.

“I am.” You will.

Chris broke from you, and your eyes met. The lamplight turned his brown irises nearly yellow, and you thought he never looked more beautiful. “Good.”

In sync, just as you always were, you turned your attention back to Leon. You shifted so you were prostrate in his lap; Chris moved to mirror your position, and you managed to get Leon’s cock out of his jeans. Underwear shoved down, you exposed him totally. Chris reached out and gripped Leon’s shaft, making a few slow strokes while one of your hands cupped his balls in your hand.

“Holy shit,” Leon breathed out. He looked down, eyes half-closed, and you saw the blush across his entire face. “I’m dreaming. I have to be.”

Chris laughed, and you rolled your eyes. You slipped forward and lapped your tongue over Leon’s cock. You licked up the few drops of pre-come that had beaded against his slit. Chris kept pumping slowly, and you winked up at him. When you did, Chris groaned. He leaned close to touch his tongue to yours. You twined in opposite directions over Leon’s head, meeting in the middle before darting away again. It was the most arousing thing you’d ever done, and the pulsing of your clit proved that.

“Oh, god. Careful. Please.” A warning in his voice. An unspoken worry that he’d come too fast.

“What? Can’t go for more than one round, rookie?” Chris teased him. He laved his tongue in a long lick up the length of Leon’s cock. You replaced Chris’ mouth by sucking him into your mouth for just a moment.

It was like the thought hadn’t occurred to Leon. And when it did, the tension in his body seemed to relax. The worry about ruining things seemed to bleed out, and you felt his dick twitch against the two of you. You squeezed his balls, rolling them between your fingers. Chris nuzzled your cheek while you gently suckled Leon, breathing hot over your skin, and you peeked up at him.

“You’re so pretty,” Chris breathed. “I love watching you suck cock. And Leon’s looks good in your mouth.”

You hummed around the rookie before slipping off with a gasp. “Wanna taste him.”

“You heard the boss, Leon.” Chris leaned up to Leon. “Come on.” His hand cupped Leon’s cheek gently, thumb swiping over his bottom lip before dipping inside his mouth. “Come for us.”

Leon whimpered softly as your mouth sank down around him again; you took him deep, and it only took a few wet licks as you hollowd your cheeks to bring him exactly where you wanted him. Leon cried out, head thrown back, and his hips jumped up to fuck against your tongue. Come coated your mouth, pooling near the front of your mouth. You held it there as he finished pumping each rope, sticky and warm, making you dizzy on the heavy taste. You were careful to keep it all in your mouth as you sat up. You stuck your tongue out to show it off, and Chris moved swiftly to share in the taste.

The two of you kissed in front of Leon’s bewildered face, gently pushing Leon’s load into Chris’ mouth. Your tongues danced together, sloppy, thick with the rookie’s mess, and you moaned. Your hips were grinding against nothing, and Leon was stringing curses together as he watched with awe.

A hand, gentle and unsure, reached out to grip at your waist. You were tugged closer to Leon, breaking your kiss with Chris who watched with longing as you were guided toward him.

“You are so pretty,” Leon breathed before smoothing a hand through your hair. He kissed you with a little too much adoration. Though, you supposed you couldn’t blame him. Not entirely. Chris wiped at his mouth, and he let out a quiet huff as he reached for the other side of your waist.

“Relax, Chris,” you breathed, turning away from Leon. The rookie hesitated, casting his gaze between you both. “It’s about the rookie right now.”

“I know, I know.” But he still wasn’t happy. There was a slight grimace on his face. “Sorry.”

“Make it up to Leon,” you ordered. Chris hummed, and he smiled softly. He hated to disappoint you.

“Sorry, Leon.” Chris found Leon’s soft cock, still wet with spit, and he slicked his palm across his shaft.

“It’s–oh god–it’s okay.” Leon flushed something fierce, and his chest heaved as his cock started to stiffen again. You watched as you started to unbutton Leon’s shirt. Each one revealed more of his smooth, toned chest. Excitement made you clumsy, and you accidentally tore one of the looser buttons clean off.

“Fuck–I’ll fix it,” you promised. Leon let out the softest chuckle; it was breathless, and you grinned. It was the most relaxed he’d been so far. He was starting to really lean into the attention he was getting, despite the fact that your palm could feel how his pulse was hammering in his body. “Leon, can Chris fuck you?”

That made his heart beat even quicker. You pet over his torso in a soothing motion. Chris slowed his strokes to give Leon time to think. “I–shit, uh, yeah. Yeah, that’d be–” Leon puffed his cheeks out before blowing it out in a sigh of astonishment at how bold you were being. “I’d like that.”

Chris licked his lips. He jutted his chin toward you. “You know where…?”

“Yeah, I do.” You scrambled away, and you padded through the house, losing your clothing as you went. You were almost giddy, a bounce in your step as you entered Chris’ messy bedroom. You rifled through the side table and found a bottle of lube.

You paused as you started to leave. Your eyes were drawn to Chris’ polaroid camera, and you grabbed it as well. You darted back through the halls, and when you returned to the living room, your knees nearly gave out at the sight.

Leon was laid back; Chris was between his thighs, tongue lapping steadily at Leon’s hole. His cock was twitching against his belly, and you wanted nothing more than to be between them. Instead, though, you took slow steps toward them, setting the camera and lube on the coffee table.

“Look at you,” you murmured, sitting down beside Leon’s head. His eyes flew open when he felt the couch dip, and your hand carded through his hair. “Fuck, you’re so cute.” You turned your head to watch Chris continue to lap him gently; one hand fisted his cock and was stroking in time with his licks.

Leon tilted his head toward you, lips parting in a whine, and he reached up for you. You dipped lower to kiss his lips, twisting awkwardly, but it didn’t matter as you swallowed the moan that fell from his mouth.

Chris raised his head up from between Leon’s legs, and he saw where you’d set the lube. He curled his fingers around it, then he saw the polaroid. His fingers hesitated, but he continued and pulled the lube back to himself. He clicked it open and slicked up two fingers.

Leon jumped abruptly. You both looked down as Chris started to press a finger to his opening. You shifted until Leon’s head was resting in your lap.

“Goddamn, easy, rookie. You’re too tight,” Chris rumbled. He kissed along the inside of Leon’s thigh. “Relax for me.”

You hummed, running your hands through Leon’s hair. “Need something else to focus on?” you teased.

But Leon was deadly serious. “Yeah. Yeah, please. Let me eat your pussy. Please.”

“You teach him that while I was gone?” you asked Chris as you adjusted again. You laid Leon’s head back against the cushions, and you hovered above his mouth.

“Nope,” Chris teased back. “He’s just a good boy like that. Right, Leon?”

A moan blew from his lips and fanned over your soaked cunt. His hands hooked into your thighs, and you let Leon pull you down to his mouth. Long, languid licks dragged up the entirety of your cunt. You sighed, chin tucking to your chest, and you started to grind your hips gently into his tongue.

“There he goes.” Chris sank a finger into Leon’s ass; Leon’s cock twitched, and you saw pre-come puddle against his belly. “That’s it.”

“Good boy,” you praised again. “That’s right. Let yourself go, sweetheart.” Your hands planted on his chest. Chris watched with lust in his eyes as Leon’s tongue peeked out, slipping over your clit. You whimpered low in your throat.

Chris pressed another finger inside. He started to thrust slowly, stretching Leon with care; he purred, “Fuck, can’t wait to feel you on my cock.” Another twitch. “Pretty boy like you takes it really well, I bet.”

“Oh, I know he does,” you agreed. “Is he ready for it yet?”

“Quit drowning him and let’s find out.”

You giggled softly; Chris grinned at the sound, and you lifted your hips up. Leon barely breathed out a fuck yes before dragging you back to his face. Chris bit down on his lip and pulled his fingers free from the vice of Leon’s hole.

You watched Chris wet his thick cock with lube. You were suddenly grateful you were staying the night. There was something that glittered in your own chest. The broken glass bite of jealousy as Chris slid himself into Leon and groaned. You pushed it down, and, instead, you reached for the polaroid. You pointed it toward where Chris was rutting into Leon, and you clicked. The flash caught Chris’ attention, and he licked his lips, shaking his head at you while a smile pulled across his face.

You plucked the photo from the end of the camera and started to shake, hardly able to focus with the way Leon was suckling your clit into his mouth. You fucked down, humping his face like you’d never get a chance to again. Once you saw the film start to develop, you tossed it aside with the camera. You leaned forward, giving Leon more access to your cunt, but also seeking Chris.

“Come here,” you begged softly.

Chris leaned forward and kissed you. It was everything you needed. A reassurance that this was the man you started with, the one you’d end with. You tipped your head, mouth opening, and Chris tangled your tongue together. Chris’ brows pinched together, and your hands grabbed at his shoulders.

“Fuck,” you moaned into his mouth. “Gonna come.”

“Come on his face. He’ll look so handsome all wet from you.” Chris gripped Leon’s hips, pulling him into each thrust of his hips. You bucked down into Leon’s mouth a few more times.

“Leon–ah. Harder, rookie. Come on. None of that boyscout shit right now.”

Leon obeyed. He squeezed you closer until you weren’t certain he could breathe. He sucked you harder, tossing his caution to the wind, and you came. Chris kissed away the sob that was ripped from your throat, and your thighs trembled around Leon’s head. You lifted away from him, too overstimulated to let him keep going. Leon panted softly; his breaths billowed over your spasming cunt, and he licked up the juices that dripped from you onto his lips.

“God, I’ve got to thank him.”

“You sure do.”

You crawled up his body. Chris rocked back to give you space, and you found his cock; you took him into your cunt despite the way it almost burned from your orgasm. You took him inside, and Chris kept rocking. You moved on opposing thrusts. Chris went in, you slid up; Chris drew back, you slipped down. The whole time, Chris had his face buried in your neck.

“Oh, god, oh goddammit,” Leon cried. “I can’t. It’s too much. Holy shit. I’m gonna–I’m so–”

“That’s it, baby.” You looked over your shoulder. “You wanna come inside me? Can Chris come in you?”

“Yes, yeah–shit, please.”

Chris growled into your skin, and you hummed. “Gonna remind you later who that belongs to.”

“I know.”

Chris fucked into Leon with renewed vigor, a touch frustrated with how easily you were just letting Leon have what so rightfully was his. You pet a gentle hand through Chris’ hair as you heard the rookie cry out again; cock twitching against your walls, you felt come soak you, warm as it flooded your cunt. Leon must have squeezed tight around Chris, because it didn’t take long for him to peak. Chris pressed his hips flush and emptied himself into Leon.

The three of you went still save for your heaving breaths. You were the first to move, slipping off Leon. You went to Chris’ bathroom and found a half-empty plastic sleeve of wet wipes. You grabbed them and toted them back to the living room where you found Chris sitting up, and Leon positively trembling as he laid there.

You ripped out a wet wipe and settled between Chris and Leon to clean the rookie with a soft touch. You swiped away the come leaking from his hole, balling up the wet wipe, before retrieving another and wiping his cock clean.

Chris took a wipe of his own, cleaning himself slowly. You spread your legs and used a clean space to soak up Leon’s come. You took them all and tossed them away. Chris followed you until he reached the kitchen, gathering bottles of water in his arms that he distributed to each of you.

In total silence, you all nursed your bottles while you watched the tv. Things weren’t awkward, not by a long shot, but there was something hovering in the space above you. A sword of Damocles, waiting to drop, and you hated it.

“So, do I leave?” Leon asked cautiously as he sat up finally.

“Do you want to?” Chris looked over at him.

“No. Not really.” Leon looked shy as he admitted it. “This was–” He cleared his throat. “I liked this. I like you guys.”

Your eyes met Chris’, and you both spoke without saying a word.

It was supposed to be me and you.

It still can be. You raised your eyebrow and tilted downward. Let him sleep on the couch.

“Stay, then.” Chris was a little softer now. You smiled, and your arm wound around Leon’s shoulders. You tugged the rookie closer, and you kissed his temple.

“I’m gonna go shower,” you said, standing up.

“Let me get you a towel.”

You knew where the towels were. But Chris stood, and you knew it was a way for you to talk. The two of you made your way into the bedroom, and he closed the door.

“What the fuck is going on, Chris?”

“I keep trying to tell you–” Chris scrubbed his palms over his face. “I care about you. A lot. And I should have told you before the kid came over, but I–” Chris swallowed heavily, throat bobbing. “I’m fine with him. But at the end of the day, I want to know it’s us. I want you to myself.”

“That’s not what we agreed on,” you said, voice low and thin.

“I know. I fucked up.”

“Can we talk about this after Leon goes home? He’s sweet. I like him. I don’t want to scare him off.”

A pang of disappointment in Chris’ face. You didn’t know what you wanted to say. The words were trying to bubble on your tongue, trying to rush out in a desperate bid of rationalizing it all. But you wouldn’t do this. Not in front of Leon. Not tonight.

“Alright.”

Chris stepped closer, and he kissed your cheek. “I’ll see you outside.”

You stood naked in the bedroom as Chris left. Outside, you could hear Leon’s voice sparkle through the space. He was good for you. For both of you. You weren’t sure what you needed from either of them, and it only brought shivers to your spine.

Chris redfield x male reader who’s a rock singer pls

Uh yeah, I’m just shocked I got an ask about a fic or sum it’s been awhile- 😭 

Chris was never one for get togethers. Maybe when he was younger but not now. He was a busy man he never had anytime for crap like that. But Claire insisted (like always) that he needed to get out of the house for once. 

She knew he was a bit weird in crowds but she had a concert she wanted to go to and she wanted someone else to go to. This was the perfect opportunity, they could leave at anytime because of the way the dome was built. Plus she’s been before and it’s always been fun. 

Claire was sitting in her living room watching tv when Chris comes out in green cargo pants and a black short sleeved t-shirt. “Let’s get this over with.” She rolls her eyes as she turns the tv off grabbing her keys. 

They arrive at the concert as she hands the tickets to the bouncer. They both walk in as Chris looks around enamored. Flashing lights bright and fast but not enough to be annoying or migraine inducing. Claire smiles as he continues following her. 

They stop when they reach a spot. Claire hands him a drink as he takes a sip. “Alright the concerts starting soon come on.” He downs his whiskey following behind. They walk through the crowds of pumped up sweaty people. 

They stop at a point as they look up to the stage. 

After a bit of waiting a voice comes on a really sexy one. Chris inhales as he listens to the excited voice. After a few seconds of talking and other things people begin to come out. Probably other band members. They’re cool but don’t catch his eye. Then the main singer comes out. 

He had jeans, black boots and a white undershirt on with a bunch of dog tags. It was simple but fit a rock band perfectly to be fair.

“He’s so fucking cool!” Claire shouts at Chris as he stands their mouth agape and in awe. Claire looks at him curiously as he finally managed to speak. “H-he’s so hot…” She laughs at his comment as the music begins to turn on. “He’s signing autographs after the concert go get one!!!” She shouts over the loud crowd. He smiles as he begins to bop his head to the music.

The concert was incredible. He’s never ever really done something like that but he enjoyed every second. Everyone claps at the performance, screams, whistles everything.

 “Alright I’ll be at the bar go shoot your shot.” He nods focused on getting to the angel he laid his eyes on. 

As he was walking along the path a bunch of people managed to move him in the opposite direction. He couldn’t fight through it so he gave up sighing as he gets swept somewhere else. He wobbles a bit as everyone moves to other places. 

He looks around, backstage? He begins to turn around but manages to bump into someone. He falls backwards as he begins to look up. “Oh shit you alright?” It was the lead singer! Holy shit! Holy shit! “Oh my god, I’m a recent fan, my sister introduced me to you tonight and uh your concert was awesome!” Chris smiles at the man as he smiles back. 

“It’s to meet a fan, a new and old one especially.” Chris practically shakes with excitement. “Can I have your autograph?” He asks curiously. The man laughs. “Of course I’ll do your name to since your new Mr?” He tilts his head. “Oh uh Chris Redfield.” 

The man stops for a moment. “Woah are you THE Chris Redfield?” He asks smiling. Chris nods rubbing the back of his head. “Chris Redfield is a fan of mine holy shit-“ the man laughs as he nods. “Yeah of course you can have anything man thanks for your service!” Chris smiles happily as he hands the man a piece of blank paper and one with his number to.

Resident Evil Characters x Mutant! Amab! Reader

Summary: Nsfw and SFW headcannons with some RE characters with a mutant AMAB s/o

Characters: Chris Redfield, Jill Valentine, Ada Wong, Albert Wesker, Ethan Winters, Carlos Oliveria and Rebecca Chambers

Chris Redfield: 

•At first when Chris met you he didn’t expect you to speak to him

•He was debating on shooting you but you still looked pretty human

•You we’re fucking huge though

•7’5 maybe taller and you looked like you could throw him around like a feather. 

•He always had a grand time talking to you

•He’s still afraid you may turn on him though

•Trust issues :(

•He’s the little spoon even if your small or big 

•Make him feel submissive 🤬

•I feel like Chris is a sub or service top

•The first time you had sex with him though- 

•magical 

•you had him in full Nelson with nothing but ease

•you could even see yourself in his stomach

•if you press down on the bulge he definitely comes on spot

•he’s used to being able to manhandle people easily 

•definitely has a size kink for you💀 

•all in all do be gentle with him, but don’t be shy to use him like a fleshlight 😏

Albert Wesker: STARS or After could be either

•He’s so intimidated by you it’s not even funny

•How dare you speak

•how dare you be so attractive

•you’re a mutant your below his level

•You grow on him though 

•to you’re super strength to your lovely personality 

•He’s not used to falling for someone so dominant compared to him

•it’s new to him so do be patient

•When you first slide into his ass though good god he’s HOLLERING

•Curses, praises you name it saying it

•For your first time I feel like it would’ve been side straddle

•it’s easy enough to hit his prostate with your huge size it’s even easier though with the position 

•He’s never came so hard before or been so loud

•if you can stay interesting and continue to fuck him like an animal than you can stay❤️

•Don’t think about turning your back on him or I’ll personally slap you 🤬

Jill Valentine

•She’s very reluctant at first

•You’re a mutant talking to her 

•She definitely ignored you a lot but as you guys began to talk more she enjoyed your company a lot

•She can do a bunch of stuff without fear now because your draping over her glaring at anyone who looks at her wrong 

•Scary dog privileges lmao

•“they don’t bite!” 😐

•you make her feel so safe

•she adores being anywhere near you

•in your arms, next to you, her hand around your waist or arm

•she’s just really touch starved

•She’s vanilla in my opinion but is willing to change that for you

•when she first saw your size she got so wet

•like she was leaking

•had her drooling fr

•you didn’t even have to rub her clit because she just came from your dick

•you fucked her on a wall

•A WALL

•how tf you that strong

•anyways make sure to destroy her pussy

•she’ll be begging for your load every second

•she had no idea she’d be this needy for someone’s cum bit here we are

•make sure she’s nice and full okay? 🙌 

Rebecca Chambers

•Sweet baby

•she was so excited when she met a mutant who could talk

•you guys would talk for hours on end!

•it felt so nice to be heard especially by someone so nice

•shes so impressed by your height and how strong you are

•make sure to pick her up a lot she likes being close to you

•hugs, cuddling, kisses all of the above 

•she like being big spoon though

•even though she’s smaller like way smaller she loves to feel like she’s protecting you

•she just wants to make you feel safe like she feels with you

•okay naughty time

•SIZE KINK. 

•She’s so small like so small

•she’s also very fragile

•the first time you guys tried to have sex even with all the prep you could possibly give you couldn’t even slide in 😔

•don’t worry though she bought a bunch of big toys and would keep them in her for hours so she can finally take you

•when you finally manage to push in it feels like your dicks in her chest

•so fucking big in her

•you can see yourself so visibly it’s not even funny

•you mine as well be in her chest with where you are in her stomach

•your a bit below her belly button

*she can always feel you in her cervix bro

•your so big and rough she loves it 

•the first time was definitely doggy and there were no regrets on both parties

•she’ll always be happy to have her pussy wrecked over and over again by you

Ada Wong

•now you tested her dominance when you guys first met

•she was a snake and you a honey badger

•no matter how hard she tried to kill you, you didn’t give a shit (lmao remember that meme)

•though when she finally stops trying to kill you she enjoys your company a lot

•your quite pleasant to talk to

•she’s always a bit afraid that you’ll turn on her

•this being the reason why she didn’t immediately have a relationship with you 

•she didn’t wanna have to kill you 😕

•you assure her you won’t though and with enough convincing it works 

•your in a relationship with a black mamba

•when you guys first fuck she does take control a bit

•telling you what positions to go in 

•at first you made her think she was in charge

•but when you slid in all that was thrown out the window

•she was squeezing you for all she was worse

•have you ever seen Ada cry? Well now you have! 

•you had her sobbing when you hit her cervix

•you had to stop a bunch to make sure she was okay 😭

•make sure to let her take control a few times okay? 👍🏽 

Leon S. Kennedy 

•already is obsessed with you when you begin to talk 

•big mutant who can dominant him with ease?

•awooga do you need your dick sucked?

•he’s such a fucking perv 

•please pick him up and throw him over your shoulder

•dirty boy loves it 

•anyways officer puppy’s a brat

•like he’s a BRAT.

•he’s always contradicting what you say

•just take your dick out or flash your pecs and he’ll shit up

•when you first showed him your incredible length and girth he whined

•bro whimpered

•he knew it was gonna be even rougher treatment for him because of his brattiness 💀 

•he just sighs sticking his ass up hoping your nice enough to show him some mercy

•and that’s your choice babe ❤️

Ethan Winters 

•Mold Man and Mutant Master

•When you first met he was absolutely stunned by your small talk about Rose

•you asking how she was it made Ethan scared yet happy

•as your guys relationship progress he lets you see Rose

•at first you don’t wanna hold her because your afraid your gonna hurt her but eventually you come around to it

•honestly Rose probably loves you more than Ethan lmao

•she ALWAYS wants to go to you instead of her own father

•I guess your kinda her parent now

•he’s just glad you guys love each other

•anyways another brat 🙄 

•fucking dirty whore

•he’s easy to get begging though

•he annoyed you so much the first time you guys were gonna fuck you just shoved yourself in raw

•he started bleeding and enjoyed every second of it 

•his eyes were rolled back and he was sobbing so loud

•he was so glad Rose was such a heavy sleeper and had no idea what was going on

•his mouth puts a truck driver to shame

•fuck him on a desk

•just trust me

Carlos Oliveria

•is weirded out by you •you shouldn’t be talking

•you shouldn’t be self aware wait wtf

•anyways you grow on him like usual

•when he falls he falls hard

•and my bro fell of a cliff for you

•he adores you

•he finds you so cool

•especially that fat DI-

•a lotus position man

•loves feeling you close

•hold him close when you fuck him

•whisper sweet nothings

•worship him and make him feel safe

•he already does this for you so 🤷🏽‍♂️ •mine as well 🤠

•anyways he lets out the neediest moans and whimpers

•overstimulate him

@allen-444 @whateverthefuckyouwantiguess

Chapter 10: Fuck it? Fuck me

Chris Redfield x Male reader

Summary: Chris and you are on vacation when he decided he’s ready for a more intimate level. (😘) 

Cw: smut, cock warming, praise, safe words, virgin Chris (is this a shock let’s be honest 🤨), anal, blowjobs, finger sucking, fingering and slight oral fixation, virginity loss and aftercare ❤️

You hear a knock on your door as you perk up spitting out your toothpaste. “Come in hun.” You spoke rinsing your mouth out. “When your finished in here I’ve gotta ask you something, take your time I’m not in a rush.” He smiles as he goes back into the room. You tilt your head as you finish up.

You hop into your shared bed as you see Chris reading a novel. “What’s up baby?” He sets it down sighing heavily. “We’ve been together for awhile now, relationship and before elationship, I wanted to ask you something though.”

You nod listening intently. “I think I wanna take our relationship to a more intimate level. I’m sorry this took so long but you know trust is such a sore subject for me, no for us both.” You nod with a soft smile. You kiss him gently. 

He pulls you back in whispering in your ear “I want you now sir.” You shiver with delight at the nickname. “Alright we’ll add some safe words, green to go yellow to slow down and red to stop okay? Now we kiss a lot so, I’m just gonna kiss you some more okay?” You smile as he nods. You begin to kiss him gently with increasing roughness. 

Not overwhelming just a bit intense. “I’m gonna start moving down farther, let me know honey.” You give his a kiss on his neck, moving down to his chest, stomach and you stop at his growing erection. “Can I touch it?” You ask rubbing his thighs softly. 

He breathes heavily. “Slowly please…” you nod as you slowly bring your finger to his slit. His breath hitches as he whimpers. You begin to spread his pre as you rub it in circles. Softly. His tip was a pretty pink, nice and long but also incredibly thick. 

You look in his eyes for his answer as you open your hand all the way. He nods as you smile. “So good Chris, so good for me.” You wrap your hand around his length as you slowly begin to stroke. 

His head rolls back as he try’s not to buck into your fist. “So pretty like this.” You start to kiss his thighs gong up higher as you let go of his dick to Chris’s dismay. It wasn’t long though before you put the head in your mouth. You begin to suck on his tip as his hips buck. You smile as you hold them in place going deeper. 

“Fuck fuck! Sir please, oh god please~” You smile as you raise an eyebrow “please what pretty boy?” You ask pulling off as you bring your hand back. “Wanna make you feel good…” You grin as you lean back on the bed waiting for what he had in store. 

He begins to pull your pants down as your cock springs up. His eyes go wide as he drools at the sight. “Like what you see?” His face goes and even dark shade of red as he puts his mouth on. It was obvious he’s never done this before. You can’t help but tease him a bit. Plus you didn’t want him to choke himself or anything.

You pull him off as he whines embarrassed. “Aw hun there’s no reason to be embarrassed. Alright put your mouth on loosely and just keep it on there for now.” He eagerly puts his mouth back on your tip as you massage his scalp grounding him. 

“Good boy. Now slowly suck and move your tongue around the tip.” He obeys as he moves his tongue around your head. “Now go deeper, don’t choke yourself, stop when it starts to feel uncomfortable, understand?” He nods eagerly as he starts to go deeper. 

He stops when it starts to go into his throat as he awaits your orders. “Good boy now do what I taught you repeatedly but add your fist to what you can’t suck.” He breathes through his nose as he starts to fist your cock as he sucks the tip. 

You moan at the sight, he looked so beautiful with your cock in his mouth, drool dripping out his mouth. He begins to add more vigor to his technique as you begin to get close. 

“Getting close, keep going hun.” 

He continues to suck as you yank your dick out his mouth. “Open wide.” He sticks his tongue out as you stroke your cock to your jearts content as you start groaning louder. 

Your load spurts out onto his face and some into his mouth. When you were finished coming you looked at the sigh before you with a smile. Chris had unshed tears In his eyes as the cum he didn’t swallow stayed on his face. “Good boy.” You use your thumb to pick up some of your load as you shove it into his mouth. 

He begins to tremble as he lays his head on your thighs. “Wanna cum sir…” you smile as you nod. “Get on the bed.” He obeys, So wrecked just for you. You take his hand gently as you put his fingers in your mouth sucking on each digit with care and love. 

You pull off as you look at the strand of drool glistening in the  lamp light “Mhm, now I want you to finger yourself for me, can you do that?” You ask concerned he blushes and stammer even more as you smile. He takes a deep breath nodding. 

“Go at your own pace prince.” You rub his head softly as he spreads his legs. He pulls them up as he rubs a finger around his hole. His breath hitches as he slowly starts to slide his middle finger in. He keeps it there for a moment adding another one. “Good boy.” You rub his head continuing to egg him on. 

His two fingers stay there as he pulls out all the way shoving them back in as he lets out a shocked moan. He continues his actions, in out, it was addicting to watch. Captain Redfield fingering himself was something you’d never thought you’d see. The sound of squelching and slutty moans was all that could be heard as he sloppily fingers himself. 

“Now pull out.” He whines hesitantly but pull them out like a good boy. He puts his fingers in his mouth sucking on them as you moan at the sight. You get in between his legs as you pull them up rubbing your cock on his hole. You than push in as his eyes roll back. 

“F-Fuck!” He curses you laugh as you start to thrust into him. It felt like you were tearing him apart but he didn’t care. “Fuck-fuck sir~” he groans out. You kiss his neck calming him as he wraps his arms around your back. “S-so much!” He didn’t say his safe word so you continued.

It was only about 30 seconds when he started to get close again. “Close close sir please!” You hug him tightly as you continue to pound him.

 You tilt his head kissing him as he shoots his load on your stomach. 

He lets out a loud final moan as you cum on him soon after. “Fuck..” you groan out. You go to pull out but he holds you there as he shivers. “Stay in me please.” You laugh with a nod and a kiss. You pull him in close as he breathes heavily in your arms. “Thank you for being so patient.” You roll your eyes with a smile. “Of course my dear, I love you goodnight.” You kiss his forehead as he smiles into your chest. 

“I love you too.”

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Chapter 9: We’ve won for now

Chris Redfield x Male reader

Cw: Abuse, sensitive topics, Spencer being an ass and the usual blood and guts

Summary: It’s time to finally save the world! Though you stumbled across some unwanted memories and apparently an injection made your second conscious louder? Though Chris is there and he finally helps you in a way both of you want.

Last chapter hopefully I’ve please thanks for staying for this journey friends ❤️

You begin to start fighting Wesker as Sheva comes in helping you. You begin to start dodging Weskers attacks as Chris readies up a rocket launcher, you quickly dodge as Wesker grabs it. 

Chris shoots the rocket as it blows up on Wesker. He cowers to the ground as you guys rush over with the injection. To slow. He regains his power as you guys fall back again. Sheva finds another rocket as she hands it to Chris. She hands you one to as you thank her. 

Wesker begins to attack you as you all begin running again. You begin to block Wesker again as Chris launches the missile into Wesker as he grabs it. You pull your gun out blowing it up as you go behind him holding him back as Chris runs up to you both. 

“Do it Chris!” You shout as he stabs Wesker with the injection. You step out the way as he stumbles backwards falling to the ground as he pulls it out. You guys watch him begin to struggle and groan in pain.

“This isn’t over.” He begins to run away as you begin to follow him. You guys make it to a plane as you and Chris hop on. Sheva begins to run as fast as she can. You reach your arm out as she jumps grabbing onto it. 

“I’ve gotcha.” She pants as you smile at Chris. “Almost over.” You sigh.

 “It seems I may have underestimated you both.” You roll your eyes as you guys stop in your tracks. “Uroborus will be released into the atmosphere causing complete global saturation.”

You huff. He rushes you angrily as he begins to purely focus on you. He knocks you to the ground as Sheva and Chris try to help you. With a final punch he knocks you out. Chris and Sheva get even angrier as Chris opens the plane hatch. Chris grabs you tightly holding onto you as Wesker manages to grab Sheva.

Your eyes shoot open as she looks at Chris and you as she gives another smile. She lets go. Your eyes go wide. “No!!!” Chris shouts. 

Why was this familiar. “Inject it, trust us.” You heard voices whisper. What the hell…? You than remember the milky white injection. 

“What’s the harm of injecting it? Only destruction inside your body and outside. Oh well.” 

They do say your minds a scary place. 

“Fuck it.” You grab the injection from your pocket shooting it into yourself. Hopefully the voices were right. You let go of Chris as you grab Sheva tightly. You felt a weird rush of adrenaline as your heartbeat began to get faster.

You begin to feel ill as Chris holds onto your ankle. “I’m taking the three of you with me!” Wesker shouts. “Like hell you will!” Sheva stomps his hand knocking him out the plane. 

It crashes as you groan out in pain. 

You begin to writhe on the floor as your heartbeat starts speeding at an inhuman pace, feeling adrenaline coursing through your body. You flail around as you close your eyes again going back to the hell you experienced in your younger years.

“The only reason I’m keeping you alive is you DNA.” Spencer slaps you as you cry out. “Otherwise your body, your simply nothing to anyone, ANYONE.” He looks at your strapped form. Chains around your ankles and wrists as you cry. 

“Waste of flesh.” He exclaims as the scientist straps your mouth closed. One of them begins to turn the electrocution on as one holds your head still. You begin screaming for help but to no avail, they bring it down to your he-

You hyperventilate violently as your eyes shoot open as a newfound motivation and strength powers you. You wheeze as you raise yourself up. You locate Chris as you seemingly teleport to him. You grab his waist tightly as you give him a smile. 

“Your eyes sir!” Similar to Weskers yet so different. All white, like an Angel. At least that’s what Chris saw. You smile as you help Sheva up. You guys focus on Wesker as you begin to get to higher ground. “CHRIS!” You look over to see Wesker readying his tentacles. 

Chris and Sheva begin to shoot him as you paid close attention to him seeing what the best way to attack was. A seemingly impossible shot to hit for a human, but to you It was like he was going in slow motion. They mange to shoot him enough that uroborus’s core shows. “I’ve got this.” You tighten your fists as you rush into him with incredible speed challenging light. You look at him dead in the eyes as you bring your fist back punching dead through his chest angrily.

“Holy shit!” Sheva shouts as the whirring of a helicopter is heard. You push Wesker away as the rock breaks he falls into the lava as he screams in pain.

Jill sets the latter down as Sheva grabs onto it. “Hurry up!!!!” You help Chris up as it starts to fly away. You jump up grabbing it. 

“Climb Chris come on.” You hold onto him gently as they help you up. “Y/NNN!!” You groan. “Fuck me.” Jill looks at your eyes confused. (Not the right time to be enamored by him 🙄)

He grabs the helicopter tilting you all over. 

You all scream in shock “Use those!” Jill points, Sheva nods at you and Chris as you guys get up to grab them. “Ready partner?” You nod 

“We used to be so close Al, what happened?” You knew, you knew it was umbrella. He was simply doomed from the start just as you were. Maybe in another life you guys could’ve kept the brother relationship.

You guys both launch the rockets at the same time as a huge explosion rings through everyone’s ears. 

You all fall backwards as you guys get away from the volcano quickly.  

“Did we win?” Jill asks shocked. “We’ve won, for now.” You turn looking behind you. You all smile at each other as you hug Jill and Sheva. 

You try to hug Chris but he pushes you away. “Come on Chris just do it.” Jill speaks with a sigh. “I’m sorry in advance.” He lets out a sigh and blushes as he grabs your face kissing you. “We’re they not already dating?” Sheva asks Chris pulls away with a heavy blush as you smile. 

“Bought time.” He rolls his eyes at your remark as he hugs you tightly. You returning it. Almost 3 weeks back and you saved the world and even got a prize.

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Chapter 8: Kick his ass!!!

Chris Redfield x Male reader

summary: Self explanatory, you guys are there to kick weskers ass!!!!

“So that’s uroborus.” Sheva speaks “god dammit Wesker, he’s actually serious about destroying the entire planet. “He always was a determined man.” You guys make your way down stairs as you look over to see commotion on the screens. 

“Wait.” Chris walks over tilting his head. “That must be what he’s gonna use.” You spoke as you kept an eye out behind you guys just in case. “Makes more sense. Wesker!” Chris shouts as he points to Wesker on the screen. “There he is come on let’s go!” You both follow Chris as you begin running down the dark hallways. 

“Jill’s calling me hold on.” You pick up the phone as you answer. “How you holdin up pumpkin?” You ask with a laugh as she gives one back. “I’m fine don’t worry about me, there’s something I need to tell you. Listen carefully.” Chris and Sheva move next to you paying attention.

“Y/n you know his strength comes from a virus but it’s unstable.” You squint your eyes as you all continue listening. “In order to maintain a balance he must inject himself regularly with a serum.” Sheva buts in “so if we cut the supply of serum he looses his strength?” “Affirmative, but he just took a dose so it’s gonna be awhile before he needs another one.” 

“That’s not time we have.” You spoke “Listen Excella said the amount has to be precise. So if he injects too much it should act like a poison. I think she used a serum labeled: PG67A/W.” You look at Sheva as you hand Chris the phone. 

You guys begin searching through the case. “Jill, Jill!” You could hear the line breaking up. “Shit.” You hand Sheva the injection. “Chris, this is it.” He looks over as you all nod. “Let’s give it a shot.” 

“Just like he always said, he’s planning to spread this fucker worldwide.” You cock you gun turning the safety off. Of course you guys reach a room that was already going into lockdown because a fire apparently. Just your luck. (Skill issue get good)

“Come on come on!” You shout as you guys rush down the stairs. The floorboards begin to open. “We’ll never win in a fair fight, we need to fall back!” “Agreed!” You guys begin to go the other way. Not being in control, like the old days. 

You begin to sneak down the hallway giggling to yourself. “Oh, y/n!” Wesker speaks with a bright smile as he begins to chase you. You run around and around the outside of the lab as you accidentally run into Spencer. He stops dead in his tracks as he looks at you angrily. 

“I-I’m sorry sir.” You bow down as Wesker does the same. “Take him I’m tired of this.” His assistants grab you as Wesker pleads for them to stop. “Please he didn’t mean it!” Wesker begs sadly. But to no avail you get taken into a dark room.

You shake your head vigorously as you awake in a elevator. “You okay sir?” Sheva asks you nod “sometimes I go on autopilot and zone out for awhile, I’m alright though.” They both look at each other than to you. “Come on.”

You guys make it to room as you ready up your guns as Wesker makes it known he sees and hears you all. 

“You’ve really become quite the inconvenience for me.” You grin “Glad we can agree on something.” He throws his glasses to you as you dodge his first rush attack with a backflip. Chris comes in throwing a punch as Wesker moves to him.

He throws Chris roughly to the ground as Sheva tries to help out ultimately being thrown to the ground. As you ready up for a fistfight Chris tries to shoot Wesker. He dodges as he rushes behind you, before you can even respond he had you in a chokehold. 

You try to rip him off but you fail. He lets out the usual ‘im saving the world speech’ as you roll your eyes pulling yourself down as Sheva and Chris begin shooting at him. You guys get thrown over the edge as the injection falls out of Shevas pocket next to you and Chris. You guys look at each other with a nod.

You sit up as you hand the injection to Chris. “This may be our only chance.” You nod as Wesker flips down to you all. “Things are getting Interesting huh Y/n?” You scoff “did you really think you could defeat me?”

Chris speaks up for you like you used to do for him. “Either way I’m not gonna stop until I’m dead.” You smile at him. “I’ll just have to kill you quickly.” You guys scatter as Chris begins to collect more weapons. “Let’s dance Al.”

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Chapter 7: Partners? 

Chris Redfield x Male reader

Summary: You all realize how close you guys are and how much you care about each other. If only on better circumstances.

You guys made your way to another lab. You take in heavy breaths of the stale air. Chris’s heavy boots get closer as he appears next to you. “American air.” You say with a laugh. Chris tilts his head with a confused smile. “Where do you live sir?” You lean against the wall. “Europe actually.”

He nods with a smile. “Mhm, always wanted to go, never got the chance though.” He explains “When we get out of here, do you wanna go on a vacation with me?” You ask with a excited smile. He perks up a bit. “We could travel Europe! Rome, Madrid, Bern, Brussels even fucking London Chris.” You explain with expressive body language.

He smiles thinking about it. “Sounds fun.” He gives a smile as you give a brighter one back. Sheva calls you guys open as she gets the lab door open. “Come on!” She shouts as you all follow close behind.

Warehouse, labs after labs was all that seemed in your path. Finally you guys open a door making your way outside. The light was rough on your eyes. “Over there!” Sheva shouts pointing to Excella and Wesker. “It’s time to put an end to this, let’s go.” You all nod following Chris down the heavy set stairs. 

“This ship is huge.” You say amazed. “Do you think there using it to spread uroborus?” Sheva asks, you think to yourself. “No, it’d give away their position to soon.” Chris says grabbing more weapons. 

You guys begin to hand each other weapons. You smile handing chris your flamethrower. “Take this partner.” You wink as Chris scoffs with a smile. You guys continue to find more crates as you stuff them in your bag. You all of a sudden feel this weird feeling in your stomach as you move out the way quickly. 

All of a sudden a bunch of zombie dogs rush to the spot you were. Guess that’s why. Chris grabs his gun shooting them with ease and precision as Sheva goes to finish the job he turns behind as more mutants come down. 

You look at Chris as he nods, he grabs the first one punching him and stunning him. Chris walks by the second one as he swings his bat into Chris. He lets out a cry of pain as you grab it’s head ripping it off. 

You wipe the crimson of your face as Chris pants. You look behind you to see the decapitated man thrashing. You shoot the uroborus coming out the mans decapitated head. 

Finally you guys make it into another room as you all see Excella. “Ah y/n dont let these freaks hurt me my dear.” She says dramatically. Chris growls at her as Sheva takes the lead. She begins to run as you shoot one of her briefcases knocking it out of her hand. Chris rushes after her as she locks the door on him. 

“She’s tough I’ll give her that much.” You nod as you look at the injections. “Mr. L/n is this?” Sheva asks and you nod. You guys finally make your way out the room breaking out of it as you begin to walk down the hall. You guys make it to another huge warehous. You guys watch as a box opens as more mutants come out. “Isn’t that a nice gift.” You roll you’re eyes.

One electrocutes Sheva as you push her out the way kicking it in its back. 

After killing a few more you guys make it to the elevator catching your breath. “So you’ve made it this far.” Wesker spoke with no emotion as usual. “To bad you won’t make it much further.” 

You guys make it out the elevator to see Excella moaning in pain. “Why when I’ve done so much for you..?” She groans out in pain. “Ah, Chris and Y/n how nice of you to join us.” You hear Weskers voice from a speaker. He gives his usual speech and you can’t help but feel somewhat bad for Excella. 

She thought that they were gonna rein together but she was simply manipulated by him like you were. “It seems you won’t make it much further.” Wesker speaks as you grit your teeth. “Step back.” You spoke putting your hand out as they move back. “Goodbye old friend.” Wesker speaks as the line goes blank.

“Albert!” She shouts as uroborus shoots out of her. “Nasty fucking way to go.” You speak as the other bodies get absorbed into her. You start to tremble a bit as you breath calming yourself “Run! Now!” You all nod and begin to run as giant tentacles try to kill you. Not an ideal 2 weeks back but here we are. 

More zombies more blood more guts, the usual. Chris and Sheva take control as you search everything. You come across Spencer’s notebook. You huff as you put it in your pocket.

You guys make it to a room as the giant mutant octopus sees you all. Chris picks a weapon you’ve never seen up as he takes a shoot. It screams in agony “That’s it hit again!” Sheva shouts as you all run to the other side. He waits till it charges as he shoots it again. “Atta boy!” You shout as you shoot the tentacles in the ground with as much brutality as you can.

It was starting to get tired you could tell. Chris had tentacles that started to envelope him. “Chris I’ve got it.” He hands you the gun as you aim carefully. With a deep breath you aim it perfectly as it lets out a final cry tumbling down as it succumbs. 

Chris gets the tentacles off of him as he looks at you with admiration. Thanks for saving me.” You look at him with a look of anger. “You saved us Chris I just delivered the final blow. Almost all this was you and Sheva I only brought the weapons and blew a couple heads off.” He rolled his eyes as you guys began to follow Sheva.

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Chapter 6: Good To See You

Chris Redfield x Male reader

summary: You guys figure out that Jill’s alive! Not in the way you guys expected though. Oh and Excella’s there 😃.

It was late, very late. The shiny light of the moon being your only guide. Sheva was ahead of you and Chris as you guys walked together. “How’s Claire?” You asked engaging in a bit of small talk. 

“Oh, she’s alright. I think, you know how she is.” You nod. Claire usually always kept to herself. Any pain she dealt with she dealt with herself. “You know Chris, Wesker used to be a good guy.” He nodded as he locked eyes with you. “Umbrella fucked him up, he never had control all his life now he finally has it and is utilizing it not the way we want. The world wants.” 

He gives nod of approval “Me and Wesker I thought, had a great relationship. I looked up to him as I looked up to you. Of course that was short lived.” He stops in his tracks as you look behind you. “I miss the old times.” You nod as you give him a sad look. 

“Is it my fault?” He asks with a genuine look. You envelope him in a soft hug. “Not at all Chris not at all.” Sheva calls out as you guys run to her. You all reach two grand doors. All of a sudden you guys get rushed seeing a black blur go by you. Your eyes go wide as you see something tackling Chris. “Well isn’t this just one big family reunion.” He smiles. Excella stands there with admiration on her face as she gawks at Wesker.

“Wesker, I would say it’s good to see you but you know I’ve never been a liar.” You say with a grin as you lazily flail your gun around. “Mutual.” He says as you give him a certain look. Chris stands back up as wesker calls the mysterious cloaked individual back. 

Chris began to get mad as he started to yell at Wesker. “You killed Jill!!” Than it clicked “You worked on his fighting skills but you certainly didn’t work on his mental state now did you?” You growled at Wesker “Dont talk to him like that you fucking dick.” You clench your fists as he pulls down the hood revealing Jill.

Sheva ready’s up her fists as Chris try’s to talk to her. “It’s futile Chris. She’s under my control now.” She rushes at Chris as he begins to fight her off. You yank Jill’s suit as you grasp onto her yanking her arms back. 

“Come on Jill it’s us!” Chris shouts desperately. She begins to stop shaking “C-Chris.” You look over to see Wesker pick up a device. He presses it as it sends a shock through Jill motivating her to finish the job. 

She breaks out your grasp now attacking you. You begin dodging her attacks not wanting to hurt her. “Jill, Jill Valentine I know your still in there you’ve gotta fight it.” She pauses for a moment as her eyes give her usual look to you. 

It took awhile surely. Fighting and dodging over and over you knew she was still In there. She begins to beat up Chris. You rush in punching her dead in her face sending her into the floor. 

You grab her face squeezing it to make her look at you as she looks you dead in your frustrated eyes.

Wesker groans in annoyance as she begins to revert back to her old self. Can’t have that happening.

He sets the control to max as she begins to writhe in pain on the floor. “Fuck.” You state bluntly as you get on your knees holding her as she thrashes.

“Now if you excuse us we have a virus to attend to.” They lock the doors as you guys try to figure out what to do. “Maybe it’s the red thing on her chest.” Chris states, he looks at you for the answer. “Chris, your the captain come on do what you thinks right!” You shout holding Jill trying to calm her. 

Jill continues to scream in pain as Chris and Sheva look at each other. They both begin to pull on the jewel as it starts to come out. Jill cries in pain as you look at her with pure and utter pity. “Almost done Jill hold on for us.” You say into her ear as they finally rip the jewel out. Her screams come to a halt as she hesitantly opens her eyes.

“Sheva call this in, Chris start to look for maybe a soft spot on the door or a breach in the system.” They both nod as you hold Jill in your arms calming her. You wipe her tears as you give her a soft smile. “D-don’t you look dashing.” She laughs hoarsely looking up and down as she was trying to pull herself up. “I know right.” She takes a deep breath as she pulls herself up. 

You rub her back as she begins to catch her breath. “Just informed them sir!” Sheva shouts you nod as Chris still works on finding a spot. Finally he figured something out apparently as the door unlocks. 

“Come on sir!” Chris shouts as they both start running. You smile at Jill. “You know how to reach me stay safe.” You hand (stable) Jill a few guns and ammo to protect herself. You wave as she salutes you. 

Wesker watches from the cameras in pure interest. He pulls away as he rolls his sleeves up. “Seems like they’re not giving up. Couldn’t say I didn’t guess, they didn’t seem like the type to give up. Pitiful truly, pitiful I have to put an end to they’re pathetic lives. Is what i would say if I cared.” Wesker laughed to himself as Excella prepared another shot.

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Chapter 5: Uncovered

Summary: You Sheva and Chris are looking for Wesker. Chris uncovers something interesting about you but he doesn’t mind at all. 

Excella gets into a lavish elevator as you watch it move up. It was keycard activated and you all obviously wouldn’t have one. You all see more zombies from behind as you throw your bag to the ground. Everyone grabs different weapons. You grin as you bruin searching it. 

Chris and Sheva kept shooting in a steady rhythm helping each other out. Sheva’s gun clicks as nothing comes out. “Out of ammo.” And sure enough Chris follows that. He slaps a zombie with his gun as you let out a mean laugh. 

“Move!” You grin as you hold a big gun. All of a sudden flames and flames after flames come out. “You brought a flamethrower sir?” Chris asks with a shocked look “go big or go home Chrissy.” You laugh as all the zombies burn infront of you. 

Sheva smiles as she shakes her head. The once sterile lab was now burning to a crisp. “Alright come on!” Chris yanks your bag as you throw the flamethrower back on your back. You all climb up the stairs lauching more flames at unwilling participants.

Shot after shot. You were shocked no guards were sent down yet. You guys manage to beat Excella to a certain floor. You look up seeing her waving to you through the elevator window. You grimace as you turn your attention back to Chris and then. 

“Excella saw me. She’s gonna tell Wesker get ready for tougher tyrants.” You speak attaching a machete to your hip. They nod readying up for a bigger blow. You guys continue climbing the stairs getting higher and higher.

This was like a video game the higher you all of you go the harder the tyrants were. “Isn’t that fun.” Sheva groans. You guys come across a super tyrant (ugly mf fr). Chris cracks his knuckles as him and Sheva look at each other. They begin attacking the tyrant. You Smile at them like a proud father. 

As your looking around you see a dead decaying scientist. You smile happily as you kneel down searching his pockets. “Keycard keycard come on…” you reach down into all his pockets look for a keycard. Nothing. You think to yourself.

That’s when you noticed his clasped hands were holding something. You hold it up looking at it in the bright fluorescent lighting. As soon as you stand up you se the tyrant fall to its knees. “Come on guys I’ve got a keycard.” 

She cleans it’s off as Chris looks around. He grabs a file tilting his head. What was going on you thought. “What was going?” on was Chris found an umbrella document of you. He read it intently. You were one of umbrellas lab rats like Wesker no wonder you both were friends.

He tilts his head as he looks at a photo of you as a young kid. You had a straitjacket and looked miserable. Apparently you were one of the calmer Guinea pigs. He sighs grabbing a lighter. Life threatening information, could get you fired in a second. Chris would never let that happen no matter how much he knew you didn’t care. 

Apparently you have compatible dna with some tyrants. He throws it to the ground stomping on the burnt ashes. He walks next to you with heavy steps. “Lab experiment huh sir?” Chris asks, you look at him with your usual blank look. “I’ve gotta burn that file.” You turn away from his gaze “already did it.” 

You smile as the elevator door begins to open. It opens to a dark hallway. You all ready up looking at each other making sure your ready. You all nod as you begin moving down the dark hallway. 

Wesker was going down.

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Chapter 4: Brain Busters

Chris Redfield x male reader

Summary: As soon as you come back your best friends both fall out a window. Of fucking course. But you do have Chris and a new friend. 🙌

Chris calls everything in talking to them about Jill. You were in the corner with your head down thinking. He walks up to you putting a hand on your shoulder. “They didn’t find her body, she’s probably still alive.” You scoff “I’m gonna be honest with you Redfield, if Jill is alive so is Wesker. We both know that’s not good.” You we’re right like usual. 

He nods as you both hear helicopters and cars pull up. He waits for you when your finally slug yourself up walking with him to the car. 

A week? It’s been about a week. Your sitting at your old desk wandering down memory lane. When all of you were attached to the hip. When you first met Albert. He was cold but kind. You earned his trust and he did the same. You guys always competed against each other yet still held the same amount of value. No matter win or lose. You hear a knock on your door as you perk up fixing your tie. “Come in.” You say spinning in your chair. 

“I’ve got someone new sir.” You look to see woman in her mid 20s. “Hello there, I’m Sheva Alomar.” She shakes your hand with a curt smile as you give one back. “They got reports back on Wesker, we think we know where he is.” You quirk an eyebrow as Chris answers. 

“There’s this one place that’s been on the radar a lot lately. We think Wesker may be there.” You stand up grabbing your suit coat and bag of guns. “Well, come on hustle hustle!” You run pass them as they follow.

You look up to the dusty evening sky as Chris watches you closely. “Something on my face Chris?” You ask with a smile as he shakes his head no. Sheva looks back and forth with a slight smile. He was blank on what to say letting out ‘uhhs and mhmms’. Sheva smiles “So Mr.L/n I hear you quit than came back. What made you do that?”

“Well Jill contacted me telling me some stuff about Wesker and I had to come back. Plus I wanted to see how Chris over here matured.” Chris rolled his eyes with a smile. “Don’t roll your eyes at me Redfield.” You play around a bit teasing Chris. You all laugh. “What about you rookie?” You ask with a look of interest.

“For revenge, he killed people deep to me.” You nod with a sorrowful smile. You begin stretching as you all start getting closer to a lab. “I’m guessing this is it?” You ask as Chris nods. “Alright come on guns out and ready.” You guys ready up your guns, of course more zombies come your way. 

Guts and blood everywhere, part of the job you thought. “Careful we’ve got more coming up!” Chris shouts changing to another gun from your bag. You go beside Chris as you both begin shooting. Chris and Sheva put their guns down. You look behind you aiming the guns at Chris’s head shooting it as he ducks. “Sir?!” You laugh pointing behind you. 

“You’ve still got it captain.” You wink as you all look at the zombie with a gaping hole through its head. To be honest you all were having fun. Cracking jokes killing zombies it was nice. You’ve said this before and you’ll say it again. You’ve missed this. 

“Alright my Brain Busters. Any ideas were Dr. Wesker may be residing?” They laugh a bit at the nickname. Your head almost does a full 360 as you see something out the corner of your eyes. You pause for a moment as Chris looks at you with the same look:

“Guess I’m not crazy?” “Oh you are but I saw that to.” He says walking in-front of you. You all pull your guns back out rushing to where you saw the color of white. You look over to see a woman dressed in white. You grab Chris’s shoulder shushing him as you point.

She had black hair and a white dress on. “Excella.” You state with a eye roll. “Weskers assistant. She would always flirt with me and Wesker.” Sheva nods as you guys watch where she’s going. “Stay quiet. Chances are she’ll lead us to Wesker come on.” 

Chris and Sheva look at each other with a nod as they follow you quietly. You all get led into a lab with documents and syringes. She picks one up taking it with her. You see she took a black syringe. You watch  Chris and Sheva look at all the Documents intently. 

“Interesting.” You mumble seeing another syringe with a white substance. You look around and shove it into your pocket quickly. Chris and Sheva were taking picture of a bunch of documents. “Corrupt fucking people I’ll tell you that much.” Chris grumbles. “Alright come on guys. Let’s do this.” They nod dropping the files and replacing them with there guns.

“Shall we?”

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Chapter 3: Jill!!

Chris Redfield x Male Reader

Summary: You’re back in business!! But sadly one of your friends is out of it.

You slowly begin to open your eyes as you look around. You yawn as you sit up. You sit there for a moment thinking about everything. You sigh as you grab your burner calling Jill. 

“Yello” She answers in a new outfit. “New fit huh?” “You know it.” You laugh “I can start heading over if you want.” She quirks an intrigued eyebrow. “You sure?” She asks sincerely looking at you with that same old slight smile. You nod as she sighs. “Alright, you know where we are take your time.” She waves than hangs up. 

You crack your neck as you put comfy clothes on as you begin walking to S.T.A.R.S. You open the door the smell of coffee abusing your nostrils. Your face scrunches as you walk towards the front desk.

A  man with brown hair and a cold face comes up to you. “Can I help you?” He asks in a stern tone. You nod showing him your badge. “Is Jill here?” You ask looking around. “Welcome back Mr.L/n, I’ll call her down.” He grabs the phone dialing her number as they begin talking. 

Finally he sets the phone down. He salutes you and walks the other way. 

“Well thanks for not keeping us waiting.”

 You see Jill next to Chris as his eyes go wide. You waved and smiled as you could see a light blush dust his skin. Allergies maybe. 

“Alright get your ass up here General L/n we got some shit to do.” Jill makes a hand motion as you follow. You give a wink to Chris as you continue following Jill. 

“Here it is.” She pulls out a uniform as she hands it to you. It was a green suit with a black hat, it had golden circles around its wrists and your badges. Your old uniform. “You’re old ass better make do with this.” She laughs flicking your forehead as you slap her hand away with a smile. 

She walked away letting you put the uniform on. You looked great. You smoothed the suit out rubbing away any invisible flaws. You grinned in the mirror as you waved to Jill. 

You walk down the stairs next to Jill as you look at Chris with a bright smile. “Look at you Chris! You look amazing.” “I can say the same.” He smiles as Jill rolls her eyes playfully. 

“I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt and hope your ass can still fight.” She presses a finger into your chest. You nod as you 3 get into a car as other people begin to follow.

 “So what’s going on?” You ask crossing your legs “Weskers trying to take over the world and we called you here for your fighting skills and your relationship with him. You guys were best friends and you can’t deny it.” You knew she was right and so did everyone else. 

You all arrive safely to a familiar look mansion. You sigh cracking your neck. 

Finally you guys reach a entrance with a bit of commotion. You made it through a bunch of zombies, you’ve got this. You continued stretching as you all went in. There were zombies of course.

 You had your gun ready and so did Chris and Jill. The amount of teamwork they had was incredible, you missed having that. To be fair, you missed them. 

You guys finally made it to a room. You looked on the floor to see Spencer dead. Not like you cared he was an ass and had it coming. You tighten your face up as you see Wesker facing a window. He turns around and for a moment you could see a look of shock in his hidden eyes. 

“L/n.” He spoke “Wesker.” You said with malice. He laughs as he walks around. “Never thought you’d act on this, than again you were the type of man to play around with your intrusive thoughts.” You say with a slight smirk as his own drops. 

You turn the safety off your gun as Chris and Jill watch your little argument. He rushes into you with a punch as you quickly block it. “Still punch like a little boy huh?” One thing Al couldn’t stand was someone mocking him. Chris and Jill start firing their guns. Wesker knew he couldn’t go after you, he’d get to angry from your snarky remarks and lose focus. He’d also just lose. 

He decided to go after Chris. You noticed they always had a great relationship before you left. Not now. Chris and Wesker got a lot of good punches in as the zombies started piling outside the door. “Jill, help Chris!!!!” You shout shooting at the incoming zombies, she nods. It was a split second, you turned around to see Wesker about to kill Chris as Jill rushes into him knocking him out the window. 

Chris scurried up as you follow finishing the rest of the zombies with lazy shots from behind. “Jill!!” Chris shouts out from below. “Fuck, fuck fuck!!” You shout slamming your gun down. 

Maybe you were rusty…?

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Chapter 2: Situations

Chris Redfield x Male reader

Summary: Travelings a bitch, that’s it.

ou’ve always hated the amount of people going to travel. So much people in clusters was so overwhelming.

 You sighed angrily as you went up to one of the employees. “Uh” you pulled out your old badge “Y/n L/n, Jill Valentine said I was bought a ticket.” The lady looks on her computer nodding. “Here you are, your free to go.” You give her a smile as you place your luggage down.

The sun was setting giving the sky a pretty orange hue. You yawn as you begin to sleep in your chair Getting your well deserved nap. You awake to someone shaking your shoulder. One of the workers. “You’re gonna miss your flight sir.” They smile as you yawn walking to the plane. 

Everyone boards the plane huddled together, yelling and chatter was all around. Overstimulation to say the least. You let out a relaxed sigh. Putting your headphones on listening to music. 

You begin to doze off again as sleep takes you with a soft yet firm grasp. A few hours later you slowly open your eyes to a dark sky. You looked at your phone as you changed your time zone. “12 am…” you mutter sleepily. You should be there in a little. You looked down at all the lights. America. You scoff. 

The attendant walks down the aisle and hands you a bowl. Tomato soup, simple yet delicious. You calmly sipped it as the flight began to end. You feel the plane come to a halt as you stand up. You grab your luggage getting in line. 

You take a look around everything it was pitch black. You hear your burner ringing as you put it up to your ear. “Hey sir where are you?” You hear Jill ask. “Landing now.” You say with a loud yawn. “Keys are under the welcome mat, sending you the whereabouts.” You give a hum of approval as you hang up. You walk to the street as a car pulls up. 

“Y/n L/n right?” The man asks in the car you nod. “I’m here to take you to your house S.T.A.R.S sent me.” He shows a badge as you get in. You both drive in silence as you enjoy the quietness of the mid-west. 

You pull up to a nice house. Medium sized, very pretty and nicely decorated. He smiles at you as you wave goodbye. You grab your key going inside. Everything had already been set up. You threw your luggage on the couch immediately heading to your bedroom with your burner. 

You send Jill a text letting her know your there safe. She begins to call you as you answer. “Hey Jill.” You groan. “Hey sir, nice to see you. Just wanted to make sure your actually there and didn’t get kidnapped.” You quirk an eyebrow giving an annoyed look “mhm, hows everything going so far.” “Situations after situation.”  She rubs her head.

 “You look really tired I’ll call you tomorrow at about…. How about 3:00 pm? If you wake up earlier and are well rested just come down to the station.” You nod as you begin to doze off on call. She smiles as she waves goodbye hanging up. You plug the phone in, immediately falling asleep.

This was gonna be ‘fun’.

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Chapter 1: Welcome Back

Chris Redfield X Male Reader

Summary: You get a phone call from an old friend about another old friend to an even older friend.

S.T.A.R.S never gave you the best memories. Death pain and destruction. Though it was awful, you met some of your best friends there.

“Making good out of a bad situation.” was what Chris would say. Now here you lay in your bed trying to nap at 37 years old with almost nothing on your plate. It can drive some people crazy to not have anything to do but certainly not you.

You worked for this, everything.

You always felt pure guilt for the others who didn’t make it this far but you couldn’t reminisce on that. Your therapist taught you that. As you begin to doze off you hear an odd ring. A phone?

Your cell phone doesn’t sound like that though. The phone continues ringing as you get around looking for what could be causing the sound. You bend down as you suddenly hear it get louder. You get on the floor as you look under your bed.

Your eyes go wide as you pull out one of your safes. You pull out one with “S.T.A.R.S” in white bold letters and that’s where the ring was most prominent. You think to yourself trying to remember the code. You made it when you were in you’re 20s of course you didn’t fucking remember.

You groan loudly as it continues ringing over and over when it clicks. You put the code in and it unlocks. You rummage through it pulling out your burner from S.T.A.R.S. You swipe answer as Jill Valentine, one of your best friends smiles at you.

“Really, keeping me waiting?” She asks sarcastically. You laugh “This had all my important messages and info. If anyone found this I’d be shot and so would they.” You rolled your eyes with a smile “Good to see you Captain, oh wait that’s right. Now your.. what a…general- No!-Five star-General!”

You nod at her as she smiles brightly at you. “Anyways what makes you call me 5 years later?” You ask rubbing your eyes. Her smile instantly drops to a blank stare. “It’s about Wesker.” Your smile drops to “A little birdie told us you had some ideas about his “fun” plans.” You somehow knew exactly what she meant. “Let me guess, he’s trying to take over the world huh?”

She laughs as she nods. Though your dark stare doesn’t waver not for a second. “We need you’re help taking him down.” She states seriously. “Do you now?” You ask looking at your clock trying to not make eye contact.

Jill and you always were always close you knew she could read your mood. “Mhm, so what’s your answer?” She asks. You say nothing “You’ll be payed a grand amount sir.” You play with your fingers as you quirk an eyebrow. “You know… Chris is still there. I think you’d love to see how much he’s grown and matured don’t you think.”

Fuck she knew just how to get to you. You turn your attention back to her. “What’s the quickest you can get here sir?” She asks getting a pad and pen out. “Depends on the tickets, transportation and delays. Plus I need to rent something.” She nods “can you be here in 2 days?” You think to yourself.

“I’m in Europe Jill this is gonna be a bit, but if I get an early start I could probably be there by nighttime tomorrow.” She smiles writing that down. “How about this, we can get you the tickets, transportation and housing. You just need to get there on time and prepared to get back in the groove, can you handle that?” She laughs in a annoying way. You scoff as you nod.

“Alright sir, Welcome Back.”

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Out Of The Depths

Chris Redfield x Male!Reader

Summary: Former S.T.A.R.S employee L/N is back to defeat Wesker. Chris is excited that his husba- old captain is back.

Chapter 1: Welcome Back

Chapter 2: Situations

Chapter 3: Jill!!

Chapter 4: Brain Busters

Chapter 5: Uncovered

Chapter 6: Good To See You

Chapter 7: Partners?

Chapter 8: Kick His Ass!!!

Chapter 9: We’ve Won, For Now

Chapter 10: Fuck it? Fuck me (this is a bonus chapter, it’s smut so if you don’t like smut than your not missing anything if you don’t read it :])

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