Well shit, I'm sorry. :( All I wanted to do was write some fanfic over here on a bi-weekly basis but life over here like, Nah son you can have these episodes and question me for the next few days. Thanks life. Thx.

That next morning had Leon properly introduced to the Police Chief of Raccoon City as Wesker appealed to have Leon join the S.T.A.R.S. alpha team. The younger man hadn't been there for the paperwork and speel but after an hour of speaking to Brian they agreed Leon was qualified for the position Wesker wanted him to fill. This, of course, put his old-new coworkers down now that they were once again one-man short and Edwards without a partner but most of them were happy to see him promoted. His whole schedule was thrown on it's side as alpha team started the day at 8pm, nearly a full one-eighty from coming in at 6am and without a new omni-man they still weren't ready to back Delta up.

Leon admitted he felt like he had been taken from the action instead of put on a special tactics team. He buckled down regardless and accepted the reports he had to review of the other team's findings which consisted of a looping back on itself trail that was quickly going cold until an anonymous tip was called in. Two weeks rolled by with minimal headway on finding who or what company was fueling the whole Ebola outbreak, all they could gather was Umbrella had made enemies of the wrong people or person and whatever was causing the dispute was worth taking it out on the poster city of the company.

Being on standby had Leon realizing how important his daily workout was which had him putting more effort in on good days. Between his promotion and the present, he had met with Albert two more times, always on his staple day off that had changed to Wednesday, like clockwork. The second time hadn't been over dinner which Leon was fine with and the whole team hadn't been with them.

It paled to the third date which had been a risky wager at the gun range that the loser would owe the victor a favor- anything they wanted. Leon was more than just a decent shot, he and Chris often practiced next to each other to see who could out-murder their poster forty meters away. He worried Albert could beat him but he wasn't going to chicken out of a favor he could really use at some point.

Leon was still surprised he learned how accurate his lover could be, while he had been putting holes in his poster with lethal accuracy the other man had shot the poster from its holder until it was dangling by a corner. Leon had relaxed from his stance in disbelief when the other man's poster flew off from the last shot to its head target.

They had then argued over who would win as Leon really, really wanted to win. That and the fact if he let Wesker win he would more than likely have to do something sexual and his heart kept dancing in his chest at the mere thought. An hour of debating later ended up with Leon admitting his lover had not only killed his poster but done so with style, even if it was a waste of bullets. Albert wasted no time with the favor, it being another wager, another 'game' and scarily enough more favors.

Leon was forced by his word to play a game of Chess and he hated every second of it as he knew he wasn't nearly as good at chess as he was at shooting. It wasn't a surprise he lost and they spent the end of the night talking about how this was completely unfair and how much Wesker was enjoying it.

Leon cringed at the remembrance of the next favor that had him at Wesker's condo door. He knew it was coming and he knew he should be fine with it but he still squirmed about physical contact with the older man. Everything about Albert screamed domination which Leon could admire, he simply didn't want to be some hot man's bitch. So here he stood, slacks, pressed dress shirt and in his best shoes for Albert's very descriptive 'night if passion'.

Knocking on a door had never been something Leon feared to do but he was honestly wishing Wesker hadn't boxed him in for this kind of thing. He swallowed, told himself he would like it in the end, that Wesker was probably a seasoned pro at this and rapped on the door. The door peeked open from its near shut state allowing the satisfying sound of sizzling meats and vegetables to greet him. If there was one thing in this world that could motivate Leon it would be food. He pushed the door open eagerly to get a full whiff of the cooking meal before remembering common courtesy and shutting the door behind him.

"Well, I showed up." Leon breathed as he spotted his lover in a kitchen to the left of the doorway. "Well done, I have a treat for you- Stop." Wesker cut himself off and pointed a spatula at Leon. "No shoes." Leon looked down, there was a step up onto cedar flooring and a shoe rack to his right. He bent down, removed his shoes and placed them on the rack for later. He stood up and truly entered the living space with an appreciative look around.

Wesker's condo was whites, grays and cedar. Everything was perfect, neat stacks and straight lines, glossy floors and dim lighting. Realizing how dark it was, Leon panned back to his lover and smiled. His sunglasses were missing! Leon had an unobstructed view of those noble features for once. His staring drew Wesker's attention and the rare gems his partner owned for eyes landed on him. Leon was sure he would never get tired of the violet rings that were focused on him.

The stove was flicked off as Albert set the skillet and spatula down. He strolled over to Leon and placed a momentary kiss on his lips before an arm hugged Leon around the shoulder and turned him towards the right of the entryway. "Fetching. I like it. Have a seat, I will have dinner to the table shortly." Albert purred as his eyes darted down Leon and then back up him. He released Leon to go sit.

"I didn't know you cooked."

"You do not know many things about me, we are going to solve some of those mysteries tonight." He replied and had Leon blushing at the promises in his words.

"Did you really need to use a favor to get me over here?" Leon sighed as he sat down to a table fit for four that had been set with condiments and a basket of rolls hidden under a cloth to keep warm.

"I am an impatient man, I used it to get you here faster." Wesker stated and Leon knew it to be true. His lover was surprisingly short-tempered and lived the life of instant gratification. Yet he gave off this aura of infinite patience that was very deceiving.

"Fair enough..." Leon muttered as he leaned back in the padded wooden chair. Wesker joined him again with a spicy smelling dish on two plates, one placed at his end and the other sat to his left. That darkly dressed body left again while Leon spotted green beans, corn, carrots, rice and slices of beef in the mix on his plate. It was glazed with something that smelled like barbecue but gave no extra color to the dish. It looked and smelled delicious with a promise to make his mouth sting in just the right way.

Wesker returned with two flutes and a bucket of ice with a foil covered neck sticking out of it. "Is that champagne?" Leon wondered as Albert placed the flutes where they belonged and placed the bucket in an unobstructing space. "I find it takes the edge off, and you my sweet, are all edges." He replied, that violet gaze raking over him.

Leon scoffed dismissively even as his face reddened. "I know how to relax..." Albert smiled at that. "Not with me you don't." He stated and those eyes reflected hurt for a moment. Leon leaned forward with the intention to say something comforting but Wesker turned his attention back to the chilled bottle and went through the motions to open it. The cork came out with a faint hiss before a ghostly puff of mist rolled from the lip. Wesker poured them a glass three-fourths full each before returning the bottle to its bucket.

"This is nice- like- really nice." Leon noted as he picked up his fork. "I was not expecting this* when you said I owed you a night of passion." His lover smirked at that. "You know by now I don't take without giving. This dinner in exchange for a good time." That smirk faded, "And I hope it will be for you since I told myself I wanted to try something new with you." Leon looked inquisitively at the other man. "There's no way it couldn't be." Wesker chuckled at his words, "That is a double negative."

"I mean-"

"But I understand your point."

Leon relaxed. Dinner set in then and Leon savored every bite, if he couldn't love this man then he was definitely in love with his cooking. He missed the food after the last bite was down and he felt fingers on his chin tip his head up. "Tasty?" Leon grinned. "Very." Albert smiled a curve bigger than the tiny ones Leon usually got. "Good. Grab your dishes." He commanded as he did the same for his own. Leon did so and followed the older man to the kitchen where Wesker had him put the dishes in a stack to the left of the sink with their utensils on top.

A strong hand curved at the back of Leon's neck and he knew it was coming when plush lips covered his own. Albert pushed at them and their kiss deepened. Leon shivered as heat pooled in his pelvis, he wanted to keep his eyes open to look at those gems but Albert always closed his eyes when they kissed and it was harder than he wanted to admit to keep his own open. The warm and wet of his lover's tongue mapped the crevices of his mouth and he tasted the spicy sweet of dinner along with the flavor that was purely Albert. Their lips unsealed and met again and again but it wasn't until his lungs were aching did Wesker let him free to breath.

His blood was churning in his ears with his pulse after the invigorating liplock. His member was at attention as well, straining against his slacks as they panted hot air between them. "I can't wait to remove these..." Albert growled as his free hand trailed down Leon's shirt. He shivered with anticipation as that hand descended to his pants, "Open for me." Albert commanded with a tap to his lover's thigh. Leon leaned his hip against the counter and did as he was told as his legs spread farther open. He had to brace himself with a hand on Wesker's waist and one on the counter as a gasp escaped when he was fondled. The hand knew what it wanted from him and he rolled up against the sink as Albert kissed him again and pinned his body up against the hard woods with his own.

The rest of the world hardly seemed to matter as he tasted the older man in that moment. Leon made a pleased sound as his lover's hips rutted up against him, a similar hot hardness against his abdomen that felt right pressed against him. Wesker released his lips to gulp down air again as he moved just enough to unzip Leon from his slacks to bow farther forward in his boxers.

"Fuck!" Leon seethed and grabbed the lip of the counter. Albert had pulled his clothes down, letting his hot length out into the cool room. "We will." Albert promised in his ear as a hand encircled his erection in a tunnel of welcome warmth. He pushed into that hand, his body hunting more friction as Wesker took his mouth again. Leon couldn't imagine why he had ever put this off as heat rushed through him and he felt a bubbling urge at his core with each stroke that hand did.

His lover's mouth disappeared and he whined softly as his baby blues opened to see where Albert was going. The other man had dropped to one knee.

"Are you-"

Albert's hot tongue licked a stripe up the left side of Leon's dick to the tip.

"You are."

He breathed while his brain said yes to everything about this. Heat surrounded the head of his cock and Leon's eyes clenched shut as his head tipped back.

"O-oh God..." He panted into the air as Albert's mouth came all the way down his length to meet where his hand stopped. His member jerked in that hot mouth and he felt his orgasm threaten to take him now. That hand on his member tightened just enough to chase it away and Leon let out a breathless sigh. Albert worked his clothing down his hips to mid-thigh and Leon shivered against the hard wood and the cold air.

That wet heat he was encased in pulled away and he wasn't ashamed of the needy whine he let out while blindly grasping for that head pulling off. Albert didn't go far, back to the tip before sucking Leon in back down to his hand. Leon uttered a shuddering breath as that mouth pulled off and descended again and again. His brain felt like it turned off as the hand moved with the wet warmth while Albert kept him from bucking with his other hand.

All he could think about was in. In, in, in, he could never have enough. The hand pinning him back moved to his balls, rolling their collective weight and making them pull up to his body. He bucked forward, hand in that perfect hair as wordless moans issued from his open lips. He was so hard and release was so close, his body felt aflame as his lover coaxed him to the cusp of orgasm. "Wesker-" Leon yelped, his lustful thoughts cut short as something was in him.

That hand was still cupping him but a deviant finger was second knuckle deep where he was now clenched around. "Jesus, man, warning please." Leon muttered. Pleasure coiled like a snake in his groin, he was close, even with the intrusion. Leon's eyes closed again from the surprise and his head fell back as Albert chuckled throatily on him. The moan Leon issued over the vibrations made him turn a darker pink but he was sure Wesker wanted to be as noisy as possible. That mouth receded before coming off with a tiny pop and Leon leered down at his lover through narrowed eyes for stopping.

A sting of saliva connecting Albert's red lips to the head of his shaft broke as his lover spoke, "Ah, but you know how much I love surprising others." Leon huffed. "Yeah, you drive people n-nuts." He bit his lip at the end. That finger had pushed deeper. He wasn't ready for deeper. His anus held the intrusion loosely as one digit wasn't large enough to be properly grabbed.

"Relax dearheart, clenching like that is unhealthy." He mused. Leon let out a shaky breath, one that matched the shakiness in his knees. His body let go of that digit with a noted effort on Leon's part. "Can we get back to the sucking, I fucking need it for this." Leon mumbled. Albert laughed, genuinely, loudly and with mirth before his hand stroked Leon from root to tip and back. Leon sucked in a breath, eyes closing as his member surged in Wesker's grip. It was balanced with that finger pulling back, then in again. Leon couldn't help grabbing it again, the push in making a shudder run up his spine. "Relax Leon." Albert reminded him and his muscles let go again.

His lower lip was earning deep impressions from his teeth as it pulled out and thrust in once more, it was getting easier to ignore it as the slickness inside him was spread over Albert's digit and his anus. That precious mouth returned to distract him and the flagging of his erection bounced back as pleasure wrapped him back in its bearable heat. Heavy breaths worked out of him as Wesker pulled off and pushed in at the same time until it wasn't one finger but two.

He whined softly as his sphincter stretched to accommodate them up to the third knuckle. Then they scraped forward and Leon nearly crumpled as a wave of pleasure crest over him and a shout hit the air. He felt Albert grin even being half way down his shaft before pulling out and off and then thrusting in again and sucking back down. The loop of erotic sensations ran through him again as his lover's nails scraped against his prostate. Another cry came with the molesting of his tender nerves and Leon was suddenly very okay with the fingers. They lurched him right towards his limit and by a third stroke he slumped on to the floor and Wesker came off him just as quick. They shared a kiss as those fingers fucked in a quick pace he rolled his hips into.

Leon felt it coming, his balls cinching tighter to his body. Moans mingled with heavy pants came out once Wesker's mouth released his. "Wesker, nngh, t-too close!" Leon incoherently warned. His lover kept thrusting, raking his finger tips over Leon's pleasure center as he growled heady words into Leon's ear. "Paint me with your seed." Leon tipped passed his limit then, his orgasm bringing his semen gushing out in an eye-rolling state of pleasure.

The milky ribbons caught along Wesker's clothed abdomen and up to his pecs. They stared at it as Wesker pulled his hand out and grabbed Leon's bunched slacks with both hands. "Off. Now." He grunted with a tug. Leon wasn't in a state to do that just yet, a post-orgasm look in his eyes as he nodded to what Wesker wanted. The older man worked the material off Leon with minimal help before wrapping thick muscled arms around his recovering partner and carrying him into the living room space on the other side of the kitchen's bar.

Leon felt himself laid on the ground, plush carpeting and a blanket under him before Wesker loomed over him into view. His hand reached up and pet the planes of Albert's cheek, stroking down to his pretty red lips. "Now what?" He asked almost sleepily. Wesker wrapped a hand around Leon's wrist and kissed his palm, "Repeat what I did for you. Can you muster that?" He murmured between them.

Leon's eyes widened and he shook off his post-sex lethargy. "What? You want...?" He shut his mouth as that sinful one sucked his pointer finger inside. He shivered while his lover's tongue lapped over the touch sensitive nerves in his hand. His violet eyes watched Leon's wanting expression as he drew off and added the younger man's middle finger to be coated. Leon could say he was having no problems getting it up tonight as he felt his cock stir against his thigh. His arm was shaking when Wesker released his fingers and pulled his arm to their hips.

"Undress me." He bade. Leon followed the order, scrambling with the button to his lover's pants before getting them open and then sliding them down. Leon snorted, "Are you going commando?" He said with disbelief when he felt skin instead of a second layer. Wesker nipped at his abused lip. "Less to remove." He stated. Leon had to agree with that. He pushed the bunching material down to Albert's bent knees until he had access before looking up into those beautiful eyes that were hooded.

"Are you-"

"Leon, fuck. Me."

His tone bridged no argument. He knew what he wanted.

Leon just couldn't believe this was it, Wesker didn't seem the type, not in a million years but Leon was fine with finally getting to give. His arm reached around those built thighs and over his lover's pert globes. He had to follow the valley between them blindly as they kissed again. Albert dominated his mouth as his moist fingers trailed deeper along the crack and then behind him. He felt the pink wrinkle and Albert stilled as he found it.

They both seemed to hold their breath as Leon did as he had just been taught with his pointer finger pressing into the muscle. He felt it resist him before his finger pierced through and he felt the hot silky heat of another person's body. Albert was taking measured breaths, each one moving the walls and muscles around Leon's finger in steady motions that very much reminded him of a mouth. He was starting to see why Richard had wanted to fuck him so much back then. The human body was such a marvelous place. He pulled his finger back to the tip and then thrust it back in.

Albert rolled his hips to accept the intrusion as his back arched. Leon looked between their barely touching bodies, the other man's need was evident in the nearly purple tipped cock bobbing between them. Leon picked up the pace, spreading the wet nature of his rectum out over his anus until he felt the muscle giving more than before. He added the second and felt how the ring of muscle resisted them. Albert was breathing much heavier now, eyes closed and head down to brush Leon's collar.

Leon repeated the motions as before but the angle he had was all wrong to hit that bundle inside his lover that Wesker had tortured in him. Knowing his arm didn't twist that way, Leon opted on each pull out to jab deeper towards the front and he felt as much as Albert jerked ram-rod straight when he found the older man's prostate. Shouts and moans never made it passed his lover's lips like they had his own which was disappointing for Leon as he really wanted to hear them.

Albert dropped down on to Leon's pelvis, his arms giving out to his elbows and Leon got to hear every lustful breath his boss made which was a good second. Wesker sought friction as the finger-fucking continued until Leon was hard again and panting. "Another. I need more." He grunted. Leon wasn't certain a third would fit and he looked at his partner to be sure they should do that.

"Do it." Wesker grit with an almost angry glint. Leon did as he wished and wiggled the third inside and it was then Wesker had to stop. A denial of pain was on his face as he shakily pushed against Leon and then back into the hand. Leon was gentle as he pulled out and then back in. Their motions returned to the needful rutting not long after and Leon could tell by the look on Albert's face he was hunting his orgasm.

Something changed though as Wesker paused and his eyes opened. He looked down at Leon, their heartbeats throbbing in their pinned shafts as well as their temples. "I need more." He stated. Leon felt his jaw drop slightly, "I think that's too many fingers." He argued. Wesker chuffed as he reached back and pulled Leon's hand free. He got back up on his knees and crawled up enough to sit on Leon and pin him to the floor.

"Who said anything about fingers?" Leon gasped into the air while Albert got up and then subsequently sat on his sex. Leon wasn't sure when he had grabbed Albert's thighs but he needed them to stay grounded as he was introduced to the vice grip of a man's body on his shaft. It was better than any blow job or vagina, so much tighter, sucking on him and constantly moving with every breath. It was so intense he feared his second wind was over already before Wesker had even started to move.

His orgasm receded as Albert grabbed both of his shoulders and rocked off him. That heat came back and the urge to cum with it as his lover rolled back into him. The angle of his penis had to work better for Albert as pleasured moans finally escaped and didn't stop until his sphincter gripped Leon tightly and he was ejaculating over both their clothed chests. Leon felt like his lover's body was milking him with each gush until he was cumming too, filling that welcoming passage with his essence until it was leaking out between them.

Their heavy breaths filled the air for several minutes until the lustful high curbed. Wesker kissed Leon's shaven jaw, "You are right, this is nice." He purred using Leon's words from earlier in a new context. Leon laughed at that and enjoyed the other man's heavier weight on him as they rested. "That was... way better than what you set me up to believe." Leon admitted.

The lips at his jaw smirked. "I couldn't very well say; Fuck me pretty boy, I want your dick. Without cracking up." Leon felt his arousal flutter towards half-mast. "Ha, you? Crack up? You managed it right now!" He pointed out. Albert chuffed before getting back up on his elbows, strands of hair hanging down from his carefully crafted style while he stared at his lover with mock seriousness. "Don't give me that look Captain surprise." Leon puffed.

That smirk returned to Wesker's lips before he pulled himself from Leon and laid down beside him on the blanket. "I quite enjoyed that, will you top again tomorrow?" He asked as if talking about the weather. Leon's gaze slid to his partner, "Uhh, yeah?" The response sounded particularly sarcastic. Wesker however didn't rise to the barb, instead drawing his lover in for another kiss. It was soft, sweet, with no intention to inflame as the ones before it had been.

He pulled away slowly before eyeing the semi-formal shirts they had successfully ruined. Leon looked at them too then at Albert's overall rumpled state. Those unique eyes alighted on his partner's grin, "What is with that?" He drawled. Leon tried to pet a few strands back into place for his lover, "Just admiring my work." He replied. The freed hair refused to cooperate if he put his hand down and had Leon biting back a laugh. A possessive glint lit Wesker's eyes, "And who said you were allowed to work?" He mused as he stroked the curve of Leon's hip. "Tonight is all play." He purred into his lover's ear. Leon nipped at the corner of his jaw playfully. "Right. All play."

Albert relaxed back into the blanket, making a pillow of his arm for his head to look at the ceiling. Leon enjoyed the quiet company, taking in Albert's apartment again until he realized the other man was looking at him instead of the slanted ceiling. "What's going on up there?" He hummed. Albert's gaze flitted down to his soiled shirt. "I was convincing myself into a shower, we should tend to these as well." The blond man replied with a tug to his placket. Leon looked at the translucent white on black, "I don't know any tricks for getting this kind of stain all the way out of these."

"Have you had to before?" Albert teased.

Leon looked away and Albert smiled as his partner pinked. "...Once." Albert cupped Leon's cheek and pulled him back for a brush of lips. "I'll buy you another." Leon's eyes widened, "Buy me-?" Albert closed in on them and they were kissing again. "Your paychecks are huge aren't they?" Leon prodded once his lover receded. A frown was on those strong features for once this night and Albert didn't respond as quickly as Leon thought he might. "No." He said when the shuttered expression was in place. Leon felt like he had hit the one point in Albert he should never prod.

"Oh. Uhh. Sorry, I didn't mean-"

"Don't be sorry, it's just something I don't want to talk about."

"Will... will we get to talk about it later?" Leon asked tentatively. The indifference in his lover's expression wilted to a hurt look he quickly hid as he looked away and sat up. "Brave boy," he let out a long breath that made his shoulders droop. "Give me more chances and perhaps it will come up." Though the words said yes there was something in Albert's demeanor that told Leon he would never know this secret. Albert rolled over and righted himself into a standing position before he held out a hand to Leon. "Come, allow me to clean you up and get this decent enough to send you home in." He stated with a leer at that messy shirt. "Kicking me out so soon?" Leon feigned hurt as he took Albert's hand and stood. His lover chuffed, "Never. You will have to escape after our shower if you wish to go home."

"Our?" Leon parroted. He hadn't shared a spray of water with other person since his first girlfriend and she was years passed. It had been intimate and he smiled at the thought of sharing space with Albert like that. The taller man matched a devious smile to his own. "I'm not done with you yet." He purred. Leon trailed after Albert as they left the living space for a modern and minimalist full bath. The grays, whites and cedar seemed to be the theme everywhere as Wesker rounded on him and was unbuttoning his shirt. Leon let the undressing happen as the thought of Albert having more money than most came to him again. This condo was way out of their price range if Wesker made what Leon guessed he might as captain. He kept his mouth shut even if his exploratory nature wanted him to dig.

They were both sans clothes when Albert drew him out of his head. The older man was at the comfortable sized tub, it looked long and deep enough for the both of them. Leon followed a trail of beauty marks from his lover's right hip along his spine and under his left arm until the water turned on and the shower head sent it down in streams over the entirety of the tub. Albert returned to him and grabbed their shirts on the sink. "Go get clean," He prompted as he stole a chaste kiss. "I will return." His warmth left Leon and he watched the other man slip out to attend to their clothes.

Leon closed the door to the cooler air conditioned space before stepping over to the shower. His gaze panned over the shower curtain with a mountain stream design. If it wasn't a sheer plastic sheet he could see through he could almost believe this part of the condo was outdoors. He had stepped under the spray and taken a look at the five bottles lining the corner alcoves when the curtain rattled and he wasn't alone. Familiar arms looped around his stomach and drew him back against a broad chest. "Are you tired?" Albert hummed into his hair. He stood still, feeling the shower beat on his chest and the man behind him breath. "You said there was more." He replied.

"Yes, but, are you up to it?" Leon tipped his head to the side to have a peek at his lover. "This is the most consent I've seen out of you." He teased. The pleased look in Wesker's violet eyes brought him a smile, "I know what I want." Leon sighed dramatically. "And that's me." Lips pecked at his cheek. "And that's you." Albert agreed. Those hands pulled apart, one stroking up his chest while the other glided down his left thigh. "I know I get excited easily but yeah, I'm up for it." He said.

The wandering hand near his leg came back to encase his shaft and he shivered as it coaxed him back toward an erection. "I see." The other man purred into his ear. He grabbed onto the forearm of that stroking hand, feeling his pulse quicken with each upward pull. Albert's free hand was helping rub the old sweat away, splashing water up near his collar until he was warm and wet. Leon felt his heartbeat throbbing along his shaft as he bucked into Albert's grip. The older man guided him up against the wall opposite the curtain to rut needily into that beautiful hand. He was panting into the humid air of the shower when that hand slipped away and both of them framed his hips.

"Spread your legs and tip your hips toward me." Albert commanded. Leon shivered as he readjusted to how his lover wanted, his fingers clasped tight to the ledges of the wall. He felt so exposed like this, panting with his ass stuck out for the other man. His toes curled when hands stroked the water grazing his left side over the small of his back and over the mounds of his butt. Each hand took each cheek and worked the muscles until Leon was bowing into the cool wall. They pulled him apart for Wesker to see the tight wrinkle of pink he wished to play with. Leon felt the hot stripe of his lover's tongue slide between his cheeks, "Auh, w-what are you doing back there?" He asked.

Leon knew he could look but his eyes were stubbornly shut and he couldn't convince them to open. His answer came in the form of that hot muscle laving over his anus. The second pass had the tip digging in and Leon's fingernails tried to do the same to the hard ledges he was clasping. His lover's tongue was soft yet insistent through his natural defensiveness clench and he pressed himself hard against the shower wall as it pushed through his anus. "F-fuck. Wesker- hah, hah, fuck!" He mewled as his lover's tongue slide out and back in. The sensations sent goosebumps over his hot skin but he kept rocking back into that hungry mouth.

The short, strong muscle felt so different from anything he had ever felt and it's movements over his sphincter drove spikes of pleasure into him. His cock felt like a molten bar against his abdomen, he was going to burst and he knew it. Albert's tongue left him though and he slumped against the wall, "Why did you stop?" He groused. A rich laugh issued behind him, "I need to breath dearheart." Leon blushed but he wasn't made to wait for more as one hand left his hips and delved two fingers deep. He arched as they went so much farther than his lover's tongue could. Albert didn't move them once they were down to the knuckles. "Why aren't you-?"

"I can feel you trembling, compose yourself, it's too soon." His blush felt hotter at Albert's words.

"Yes captain." A second hadn't even passed before his lover's free hand swatted his backside, "Ah! Hey!"

"The favor does not include foreplay."

"Really?" His lover came to stand and framed his body. "I want you to save that for the office." He murmured into the shell of Leon's ear. Heat covered his face for a new reason, "You want to- but-"

"I hear you worrying again." Albert tutted. The fingers inside Leon swiveled about, stroking over the smooth lining of his rectum until they found the spot that was the button to turn his brain off. "No more thinking." Albert purred against his jaw. All the words Leon had dribbled out as moans and a curse as those sinful fingers thrust and prodded him back to that glittering point of breathless need. They left him for the full caress of his lover's body which cradled him against the wall just right. Albert's shaft ran up under his legs and he closed them to give the other man a tight warmth he could find the friction he deserved in. Albert took full advantage of the courtesy Leon provided with thrust after thrust into his slick thighs. He continued those lustful motions until the contact of his erection running up against Leon's scrotum and the underside of his lover's shaft tipped the younger man into orgasm. Albert nuzzled Leon's shoulder while his lover came in gushes, riding out the heady high with Leon until his shower wall was slick for a completely different reason. His own motions picked back up in rhythm before Leon could go loose limbed on him and his orgasm followed his partner's.

Leon relaxed in his arms, shaky and spent, "Was that... that passionate enough for... for you?" Leon manged as his lungs gulped down air. His lover's lips on his skin pulled up in a smile. "Yes." Albert kissed his cheek and pulled them both away from the wall and fully into the cascade of water. It was a sheet of heat on his skin that washed away the new sweat from their activities. Albert could tell Leon was trying to keep it together and actually shower. The younger man had taken the body wash from one of the ledges near the shower-head and pooled the amber liquid into his palm. He took the bottle from Leon as a chill along his bicep ran up to his shoulder. Leon spread it over his chest and down his ribs to his right hip before leaning heavily on him. "Smells nice..." He mumbled as Albert held him around the waist.

Albert took over bathing them with long strokes over the available planes of skin that had his dosing partner making pleased sighs. "You could be in a boy-band." Leon said once Albert had them mostly clean. The younger man had his head up again and his fingers were brushing the damp tips of Albert's wet hair. "Mm, and which one would I be?" He prompted. He could see the desire for sleep in Leon's half lidded eyes, he wasn't all there but Albert was willing to humor him.

"The fuckable one." Leon placed sleepy kisses on his lover's jaw while Albert's chest rumbled with laughter. It was so outrageous, he would not forget this. "I am passed my prime for teen girl fantasies." Leon huffed at the mention. "Too bad for them, now you are my fantasy and I'm not sharing." He mumbled into Albert's throat. His lover embraced him at the possessive statement and placed a kiss in his damp hair. "Very endearing. I like you when you are tired." Albert hummed. Leon pulled his head up, "Lots've people say that." He replied though Wesker had to guess it was far fewer than 'lots' as Leon put it.

Albert finished the bath for them before turning the water off and grabbing one of the three towels next to the tub. The light gray cloth was pressed to Leon's chest so he would stop leaning on his partner. "Dry off, you are ready for bed." Albert stated. Leon only managed a yawn with a nod halfway through before rubbing himself toward dry. Albert grabbed a towel for himself before they made it out of the tub and, shortly after, the bathroom. Leon looked down at their hands the whole time on the way to Albert's bedroom, smiling to himself until the hand in his opened. He kept hold as he looked up at the other man. "I must have my hand back dearheart, our clothes should be ready to be changed over." Albert said softly. Leon kept the hand he had been given, "Come back soon." He commanded.

Wesker smirked as Leon let him free, "I will return before you finish getting comfortable." He said with a chaste kiss to Leon's pouting lips. It was less truthful than Albert intended as Leon was asleep on the right side of the bed when the blond returned. He slipped in under the comforter behind Leon and pulled Leon into the middle to spoon. The younger man came easily up against him and he relished the silken smooth of they skin sliding together. He laced their fingers together as he got comfortable as well and settled in for the night.

Y'know how there are happy drunks? I like to imagine Leon is a lovey tired type, which are cute af! Hope this thicc chapter makes up for the extended wait Anna. ;3