"Welcome home, Mr Wesker," the maid greeted, his light pink lips curving into a smile. "The tea's ready, I can pour yo.." he managed to say before he got silenced by the man before him. The outdoor shut behind the master's back as he moved against his sweet maid, kissing him deeply and passionately.
"Forget the damn tea," the older man stated between the hot kiss. His hand wandered under the maid's dress, making the boy blush and twitch slightly. Oh, how much he loved that look on the boy's face. Even more than the maid uniform he was wearing. Almost.
"I.. uh, Mr Wesker," the boy mumbled as the hand found it's target on his crotch, making him blush even more, "I know I shouldn't ask any questions." He hesitated a moment and then said, his voice fading to the end, almost sounding more like a whisper, "but sir I don't think that this was a part of the job description..."
"You're right, Christopher, you shouldn't ask any questions," Wesker replied, looking straight at the boy's eyes through his black shades. "Bedroom, now," he ordered and his subordinate startled for the command, his face turning now deep red and the shiny blue eyes showed a hint of fear.
So innocent.
"I.." the boy began, but it was too late already. Before he had time to understand what had happened, he was already laying on the mattress, surrounded by the big down pillows. His master climbed on the bed slowly, examinating and enjoying the sight of the younger man who only laid there, giving in to his master's deepest desires.
"Be gentle..." the weak reguest left out from the boy's lips as he opened his legs slightly, submissing completely. "I'm.."
"You don't need to say anything," the man stated, his voice sounding coy and deep for the lust. He positioned himself above the boy and it didn't take long that the boy was fully exposed, ready to lose his innocence...
"Captain Wesker, are you listening to me?" Someone asked next to him and he raised his gaze from his documents, just now realizing he had been daydreaming.
"Captain Wesker, are you going to hire that Redfield or not? Sir, you need to decide now." The secretary stated, sounding obviously very annoyed. Wesker nodded. He didn't need to think twice.
"Yes, he's got the job. It'll be a pleasure to work with him."
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A/N
Hello! This is just something little I dedicated to a friend. This is the pic which inspired me (made by her) .com/art/The-Return-of-Maid-Chris-293053269
What do you think? Total failior or perhaps made your day? :D Give me feedback! Perhaps more oneshot stories like this? Or maybe hotter~