Nostalgic

A walter/henry fic. If you do not like these kinds of pairings, gladly click the Back button.

TBB: Although I haven't played sh4, I know the basic storyline and I've also taken a great interest in this pairing. I'm coming back into the fan fiction community, starting anew!

Henry Townshend pulled out his key to apartment 302 and unlocked the door – now unchained – to his home. Just as he expected, everything was back to normal. The white silk curtains gently caressed the floor as a tranquil breeze entered the room. It's been one year since Walter has been defeated. Although Elaine moved to a city 5 blocks away, they have become very good friends. Henry thought he'd miss the 20th sacrament more but apparently his crush for her was short lived. Putting the little amount of food he bought, the brunette sighed happily as he looked out the window, displaying the bright, beautiful side of South Ashfield Heights. All of a sudden, the peace was interrupted of what seemed to be the sound of something metal knocked over. Trying to calm his heartbeat, he found his pistol within his bedroom drawer and walked slowly towards the source. Reaching for the doorknob, he swiftly swung it open and pointed his gun straight at the area of the living room as his eyes widened at the sight before him.

Walter.

"Wal…." Henry gasped, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Nice to see you too", said man greeted with a smirk.

"What..the..hell are you doing here?" Henry asked. "I thought you were dead…I killed you one year ago!"

"Ahh yes… you caused me quite a bit of trouble, number 21. It wasn't easy. At all. I had to put up with some really painful torments. I had to fight quite a few guards and security to get here.Now…I wouldn't put through all that for nothing, y'know…" His slithering voice sent a slight chill down Henry's spine.

"So, what's you point?"

"I've been wanting something… for a while." The long-haired blonde said as he stepped slowly, shrinking the distance between him and the armed man, as Henry began backing up. Walter didn't hesitate to advance as he smirked when Henry reached the wall of his bedroom. Henry stared into the pair of emerald orbs only to notice the little amount of space between the two. Walter smirked (oh how Henry hated that smirk) as his right hand cupped Henry's face. Henry froze as he tried to regain his voice…

"Wh-what are you doing?" Henry asked, barely above a whisper. Great Henry; very intimidating. He thought to himself, and felt himself jump as he heard the other's voice.

"What I've wanted to do for a long time…" And without warning, he captured the resident's lips with his own, earning a harsh gasp from the receiver. Henry dropped the gun, and pushed with little effort, as Walter's grin widened, gently nipping a trail down Henry's neck, as the shocked man forced himself not to moan. His mind was so confused. Everything was chaos. Before he knew it, a hand slipped beneath his shirt, squeezing a nipple, earning a silent gasp from the brunette. Walter's other hand let go of Henry's face as it expertly removed the brunette's shirt, revealing a slender, faintly muscular chest. He could feel his member hardening already. The assassin licked his lips and trailed down kisses and licks starting from the dip of the neck. Henry couldn't help it anymore, and let out moans of pleasure with every kiss.

'No… no…I can't let him do this to me,' Henry kept thinking, but his body won't listen.

Suddenly, he wasn't in his bedroom anymore. He felt like he as in a different world with Walter. Full of ecstasy and pleasure. As his eyes drifted into haze, the suddenly change of temperature on his legs snapped him back to reality. He was left with nothing but his boxers.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing!" Henry nearly yelled.

"Relax……you were enjoying it" Walter said huskily.

"Why….." Henry asked.

"You need to listen, Henry. I already said it before. I came back… for something…or, someone." Answered the blonde.

"Is this… you form of revenge? What the fuck is wrong with you?" The short-haired brunette spat, now regaining his voice.

"Those were harsh words, Henry. I guess you'll have to pay for that. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure why I wanted you myself. I guess…there's just something special about you." That voice slithered again. Walter gave his trademark smirk as he suddenly pinned Henry down.

"N-no! Walter!" Henry yelled.

"Hey, just shut up and enjoy it. I'm putting it on the line for you." And with that, the boxers came off.

TBC….

Don't worry, there'll be more lemon scenes to come ;) So, tell me what you think about it. I'm just gonna post the next chappie now :). Hope you enjoy it.