A/N - This is yaoi, if you don't like that kinds of thing please don't read. Also man x man. M rated for sexual content. This is going to be a two-parter for valentines day with a special treat for the second half. Enjoy. Please let me know if you liked this, I might write more. This is my first fic so be kind.
AU - and characters are going to be OOC.
There is quite a long flashback in this one.
I don't own Resident Evil.
Sexual Harassment Valentine
Valentine's day was a few days away, Chris was nervous as hell. What did you get the man who had everything? Wesker didn't need any new gadgets or sweaters and Chris could not see flowers and chocolates going down well. Would Wesker even want to accept a gift from him? Chris was going to give him something, even if it cost him his job. It was starting to impair his work, he wasn't the best at paper work to start with.
Chris watched Wesker from behind a file, he was busy on the phone and looked pissed about something. Chris had been in love with him from the moment they met. Chris wasn't gay, he had never found another man attractive. Just Wesker he had entranced Chris from the start with his self-confidence and strength of character, Chris now recognized those traits for what they were - pure, unashamed arrogance. Who stood a chance against a man like that?
Wesker had transferred to STARS little over six months ago, Chris' head had been in a spin ever since. He'd almost had a heart attack when someone mentioned he was married, he was relived when he learned it wasn't true. Chris started turning up early for work and taking overtime, anything to spend more time with his blonde haired Captain. Frustration was king when months went by and Wesker hadn't even seemed to notice Chris desperately trying to please him. Chris had to keep reminding himself that he wasn't gay, he knew nothing about being with a man.
Then Chris had accepted a date from Cindy, the waitress from J's bar - hey at least she was blonde. Maybe if he got extremely drunk - who was he kidding? They had settled for having a drink at her work place. He was counting all the ways of how he could end the date early, her laugh was like nails down a chalkboard. When Cindy went 'powder her nose in the little girl's room' or whatever that meant (Chris assumed she needed to take a piss), Wesker had approached him and given him a small piece of paper while insisting he end his 'date' early. Chris just nodded, the whole interaction had seemed surreal to him. And Wesker stalked off leaving him gaping like a fish out of water.
The note had been directions to Wesker's apartment, which could have only meant one thing. Chris told Cindy as politely as possible that it wasn't working out and left for the address given to him by his superior.
Chris was trembling by the time he knocked on the door, his heart thumped wildly. Wesker answered dressed in a black turtle neck sweater and black slacks, his sunglasses perched on the bridge of his nose as always. Chris gulped, there was no turning back now.
"Ah you made it, come in Chris." Wesker purred, at work he never called him by his first name. It made the hairs on Chris' neck tingle.
He followed his Captain into a lavishly decorated apartment, everything was cream and shades of grey.
"Captain, what is this all about?" Chris had to ask incase he had read the situation wrong. He couldn't take this anymore, he needed to know right here and now if Wesker felt the same as he did. If he could just find the right words.
"What is this all about?" Wesker mocked him, circling him like he was prey. "To the point, I like that."
It still hadn't answered Chris' question, and his fight or flight instinct was about to kick in - wavering heavily onto the flight side. Chris' eyes went from Wesker to the door and back.
"By all means, feel free." Wesker gestured towards the door. He chuckled when Chris didn't move.
Chris blushed furiously, he hated that Wesker was purposely drawing the moment out at his expense. He was about to say something when Wesker grabbed his arm and spun him into the wall. Chris grunted at the impact of Wesker's well tone body crushing him. Wesker neared Chris' lips, but didn't kiss him. Instead he pulled off his sunglasses, but Chris couldn't meet his gaze. He was terrified that he would see disgust in his Captain's eyes.
After long agonising moments Wesker claimed Chris' lips, while sliding a hand behind his head as he dominated Chris with his tongue.
For Chris he noticed the differences between Wesker and the women he'd had as past lovers, soon enough he melted into the kiss letting Wesker lead the way, Chris touched Wesker's shoulders with nervous hands.
"I've never..." Chris panted.
"Never what? Christopher." Wesker teased as he kissed his way down Chris' jaw, nipping and biting his way down.
"I've never been with a man." There it was out in the open.
Wesker pulled away from him chuckling darkly, Chris instantly missed the heat from Wesker's body. He left Chris standing against the wall, and left the room. Chris had no idea what he should do right now, should he leave? Did Wesker just see him as a joke, kissing him like that then laughing at his confession. He eyed the door, maybe he could just leave. Then what, he thought, quit work, move town?
"Are you just going to stand there, all night? You reek of beer and female." Wesker called him into the bathroom, Chris sniffed at his shirt before following the sound of water.
The bathroom was filled with steam as the shower ran hot, Wesker stood fully clothed. Chris started to undress, feeling his Captains gaze hot and heavy. Chris didn't mind being naked, he worked hard in gym and it had paid off, what he did mind was the raging hard on he's had since Wesker passed him the note.
"I'll leave you to it." Sensing Chris' apprehension Wesker left the bathroom.
Chris sighed a breath of relief, he stepped into Wesker's pristine shower and started to wash away 'beer and female'. Could Wesker really smell Cindy on him, she had been very touchy feely much to Chris' discomfort. Maybe Chris was gay now, but he had freaked out that Wesker had wanted to watch him shower. This was going bad, very bad - if Chris was having stage fright now, what about the actual 'sex' part?
Chris almost jumped out of his skin when he felt another body join him, Wesker's strong arms snaked around his waist. Wesker traced his palms over Chris muscular upper body, feeling and touching his way until Chris let out a small moan. Chris body took over remembering he really wanted the man behind him, and as he felt Wesker's long hard length touching him, it seemed both men felt the same way. Chris turned to his blonde Captain, able to meet his eyes this time, and kissed him fiercely. Their arousals touched and Wesker rocked his hips to gain friction, but Chris had other ideas - he wanted to taste him.
Chris slid down on his knees, he eyed Wesker's cock hungrily. He had never done this before, but women had done this for him. Chris' tongue tentatively swiped over the head of Wesker's cock, tasting the pre-cum that had accumulated there. The taste was salty and clean, he brought a hand up to brush against the shaft noting that doing so made it twitch slightly. As he wrapped his hand around the girth he laved his tongue over the head as he pumped, slowly at first then gradually picking up the pace. Chris tried to remember what he had liked the most about oral as he attempted to take as much of Wesker's cock down his throat, Chris looked up to find Wesker's head thrown back against the tiles.
As Chris became more aggressive in his ministrations, grazing his teeth along the underside, Wesker's eyes meet his and he fisted handfuls of Chris' hair the more he was losing control. Wesker was mostly being supported by the cold tiles now, Chris liked seeing Wesker become undone. Wesker's grip helped Chris set the pace for the final stretch, he was so close now, panting heavily. As Wesker climaxed into Chris' mouth, it was too much and he rested on Chris as his legs almost buckled. Chris swallowed every drop of Wesker's cum, he decided he loved the taste of him. He couldn't understand why women hated giving head.
Wesker had been lustfully rough with Chris after the shower, pushing him onto the unusually large bed that was covered with black satin sheets. Chris saw him pulling items from a bedside drawer, a tube of lubrication and a condom.
"I'll be as gentle as I can, Christopher." Wesker's tone made Chris doubt anything of the sort. To Chris he might have well said 'I'm going to fuck you so hard!'.
Wesker spread Chris' legs wide, putting one up on his shoulder. Wesker squeezed a generous amount from the tube, and inserted a finger into Chris' anus. Chris squirmed at the intrusion, trying to breath through it. After a while his muscles relaxed a little allowing Wesker to add another finger. Chris found this more painful, what was a well endowed cock going to feel like? Wesker continued to move his fingers in a scissoring motion, Chris was wondering about the pain when Wesker touched something inside.
"Ahhh..." Chris moaned and then again as Wesker brushed a certain spot inside Chris.
As Wesker added a third finger, he leant over to capture Chris' lips in a passionate kiss. Wesker soon deemed Chris able to handle his size and reached for the condom and lube.
"It will hurt at first, but I want you Chris. I've wanted you for a long time." Wesker's words were lust filled confessions that helped Chris through the slow intrusion of Wesker's long hard length.
Wesker braced his weight on one strong forearm as his other hand curled around Chris' arousal, touching him expertly and effectively masking the pain Chris felt as Wesker cock entered him inch by inch. When he was finally buried to the hilt, he stayed agonizingly still to allow Chris to adjust to his size.
"Please...please move." Chris choked out the words with tears stinging his eyes.
Wesker slid out of Chris' ass, and pushed back in. He repeated the same slow and gentle thrust.
Oh, God. Good. He couldn't think; he couldn't speak. All Chris could do was buck and whimper when Wesker hit the bundle of nerves. Wesker angled himself so that he repeatedly hit the spot that had Chris moaning, listening to that was making him crazy with lust.
"Just remember Chris, you brought this on yourself. Teasing little shit, you are. I should have fucked you months ago." Wesker fucked Chris harder now, earning him loud moaning. "No instead I have to wait till after hours, to avoid a sexual harassment case."
"Please... harder." Was all Chris could say.
Wesker complied while taking Chris' erection in hand, thrusting in time as they both climaxed together. Both out of breath and panting hard.
As Chris cleaned himself up in the shower, he wondered if Wesker had really waited this long to act. The fact Wesker had seeked him out, outside of work meant a lot to Chris. Did Wesker really care if Chris would have filed a sexual harassment case against him? Surely Wesker knew Chris was completely and utterly in love with him, but was it really possible that Wesker was as unsure as he was?
After this night they were in a relationship of sorts, Chris was desperate to find that one perfect gift for valentines. That one gift that might cause Wesker to say 'I love you'.
A/N - I wonder what the gift is going to be? Review if you want to. It's 1am now, I'm too tired to go back through mistakes - pm me if there is anything really major.