Scritch, scratch.
A Wesker x Chris fic.
They have animals' tails and ears.
"Wesker...Wesker...Weeeeeeeeeeeessssssskkeeeeeeeerrrrrrrr!" The dog wails, his tail thumping on the carpeted floor and his ears twitch every now and then with annoyance.
He watches the tall, handsome, broad shouldered cat, who is also his boss, read quietly as his long white tail sway from side to side. Chris has been trying to get his attention all day now and he's getting desperate for Wesker's touch. He somehow always knows where to scratch Chris's sweet spots without even looking.
And he's been craving it since. Wesker scratch Chris only when he wants the quite or because he silently enjoys, not that he will show it, making Chris purr, though he would never admit it.
Chris rubs his face and cheek on Wesker's thigh and knee and sometimes would go as far as pressing his face to Wesker's stomach, but the man doesn't even budge. He lets out a low whine when Wesker doesn't even send him a sideways glance, he wouldn't know because of the ever present shades that he wears.
He silently pouts and sits far off to the side of the large couch and with his ears lowered to his head and he just condemns himself into silence and stares off into space. He was just about to consider on taking a walk in the park when he felt it.
The large hand resting between his ears starts to soothingly stroke his ear and moves to the next. The hand scratches between his ears and then moves to twist one of his fluffy, floppy dog ears. He instantly perks up and his tail starts thumping wildly as the large hand gently moves down to the back of his neck and slowly messages the muscle there. He leans more into the hand and unknowingly starts to purr. His chest rumbles with satisfaction and slowly he makes his way to Wesker. Resting his head on Wesker's thigh as Wesker continued to stroke his back and scritches his ears again. Wesker huffs as Chris lets out a pleased sigh and slowly the corner of his lips tug upwards just a fraction.