Just something little and funny, well I hope its funny... Beware of occ and crack xD. Unbetaed

Wesker bit his lower lip as nails dragged down his back, his lover's body twisting and thrashing below him. One of the brunette's hands released him to clench in the black silk sheets as he arched when the blond delivered a particularly hard thrust.

The younger man moaned. Wesker's hips stuttered to a halt as he looked down at wider than usual blue eyes that clearly asked why he had ceased the delicious friction.

"What did you just say?"

Chris cocked his head in that enduring way that let him get away with murder. "I didn't say anything."

Creamy thighs wound tighter around Wesker's hips, encouraging his superior to proceed. He started out with a slow grind that quickly turned in to something more. Shaking the hair out of his eyes, he continued from where he had left off, teeth sinking in to Chris's straining neck muscles. Causing the other to convulse below him, profanities and broken words uttered through kiss swollen lips.

A mischievous smile broke across Chris' mouth. He nuzzled his face in to his lover's shoulder so he wouldn't become suspicious. He breathed in before gasping, words falling from his lips. A word the blonde could have sworn he heard mere moments before.

"You defiantly said something that time!" Wesker jerked away from the other man lying panting below him.

"I swear I have no idea what you're talking about... Can't we just... continue?" A pink tongue darted out dragging across pink lips sensuously. A sudden hot flash of lust had him tackling his lover to the mattress, pressing his lover's thighs as close to his chest as possible. The small of the shorter man's back arched once again off the mattress, meeting everyone one of the viscous thrusts.

Head thrown back, he uttered the one thing that stopped Wesker in his tracks.

"Stop playing coy with me. You said something!"

Sighing in frustration, blue eyes narrowed at the older man. "I have no idea what you're talking about...Whiskers..." An insidious look melted the one of annoyed anger from the brunet face. Abruptly Chris flopped backwards, back hitting the plush bed.

"Whiskers?"

Wincing when he heard the bedroom door slam shut, Chris flopped in to the wet spot and pouted. Well they wouldn't be continuing tonight but... it was totally worth it to see the expression on Weskers face.

Whisker is actually a alternative spelling of Wesker. XD I thought it would be cute if Chris found out this little bit of information lol. Im not sure about the ending. Hrhrhr

Last name: Wesker

Recorded in several spelling forms from the relatively popular Wishart and Wisker or Whisker, to more remote forms including Wishkar, Wiskar, Wesker, Whiscard, and Wysard, this is an English surname. It is however of pre 7th century Old Norse and later Norman French origins. In ancient times it was a personal name, becoming a surname from abouth the 12th century. It derives from the words 'viscr', meaning wise, which became 'wisc' in Norman French, with the addition of '(h)ard' meaning brave or bold. It appears first in England in the famous Domesday Book of 1086 where there are several entries including those of two landowners Wiscar and Wisgar, both of the county of Suffolk, and Wisgarus, a latinized spelling from the county of Essex.

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