Happy bangin' holidays Anna, sorry for the wait but I get angsty af sometimes. It's fine tho because we managed to get to the end, thank everything!
Leon stirred among cool sheets the next morning with a full body stretch. As his fingers brushed the headboard and his toes pointed under the comforter he ran his arm over the space he wished was occupied. His eyes opened to confirm the queen was empty on its left side. The alarm clock on the far nightstand told him it was 10:42 in dull red numbers. Pulling himself up into a sitting position, Leon carded a hand through the severe bedhead sleeping with damp hair always caused. He combed some of it down with a moue of displeasure and promised himself a trip to the bathroom. But more importantly where was Wesker?
"Albert?" He cast, both the bedroom door and connecting bathroom door were cracked open but the condo was quiet in response. Leon frowned, he lived alone and waking up without company was his norm but this nagged at him when his partner was gone. The fact that more than one partner did this was starting to give him a complex. "Guess he's an early riser..." Leon mumbled before pulling the comforter back. The conditioned air swept over his bare form making goosebumps rise as he left the bed and slipped into the bathroom.
Meeting his reflection confirmed the bedhead and he grimaced, he would have to take care of that but first nature called. The subtle wave of pleasure from relieving himself followed him to the sink after dropping, raising the seat and flushing. Leon turned the tap on and allowed it to warm as he pumped a pool of shiny milky soap into his palm. He washed his hands, turned the tap off and used the left over moisture to groom his hair back into semi-presentable. His blue eyes scanned down his torso as he thought of last night. Just thinking about it made his cheeks warm and his cock stir against his thigh. It had been better than he could have hoped and he felt the warmth crawl up over his scalp and down his throat at the idea of wanting more- right now.
Leon retreated from the bathroom when he thought about clothing. Albert had said something about washing their things but he didn't have to search out the dryer as he spied his shirt, slacks and undergarments folded neatly into a pile at the edge of the bed Albert had slept on. He stepped over to the door and looked out at the rest of the living space in a last attempt to find his missing partner. He couldn't see the dining room or into the laundry room but scanning most of the living room, the kitchen and the entryway offered no sign of Albert. Had he gone out? And what for? Leon barely had the questions thought before the front door unlocked and opened.
He hadn't realized how much he wanted Wesker here until the sleek blond was back with him and a smile was threatening to become a grin. "Off running errands?" He called. Albert removed his sunglasses along with his shoes as he entered into his home. An answering smile took to the blond man's lips as his violet gaze raked over the nude state Leon was still in. "Yes. I wanted to return before you woke but I see you've beaten me there." Albert offered as he crossed the expanse of his living quarters to Leon. The young officer stroked the fine hair along Albert's forearm as those arms encircled his waist.
"Are you alright?" Leon asked after watching Wesker come to him, his gait was different, less sensual and sure. The taller blond looked away but the smile hadn't left. "I am sore." Leon had to think about the simple admission, then his eyes widened. "Oh- sorry, I- we'll prepare next time. I'll do better- be better." He promised. Albert looked back at him, his free hand coming up to stroke a thumb along Leon's cheek. "I do not regret it. I keep you to your promise since you made one." Leon found Albert's lips brushing his own and he pushed forward. The kiss was soft, a pleasant look in those violet rings before Albert's eyes dipped closed and the older man drew him in. Leon felt arousal grab him as his lover sucked on his tongue, the subtle tugs on his muscle sending trills of heat down his torso to pool in his groin.
His hand that had been holding Wesker's arm slid up the silken plains of muscle and skin to grab Albert by the shoulder. His lover twisted him up against the threshold and he felt the uneven surfaces with the entirety of his back and buttocks. "I'm glad you are still naked. I wish to play with you..." Leon shivered as Albert spoke those warm words against his Adam's apple. Kisses and sucks followed the words until Leon was certain he was hard again. "Play with me?" He mumbled, it sounded so natural, something he wanted to do with Albert. Teeth nipped into the skin over his right collar bone before a sweet kiss was placed over the mark. "Back to bed, I'm not done with you." Albert stated and drew away. Leon felt the command in his rushing veins, he wanted to, he wanted this more than he could have imagined.
He pulled off the door frame and left Wesker's line of welcome body heat to head back to the bed. He sat at the edge of it, unsure of where Wesker wanted him and looked back at his partner. Albert always seemed to dress to impress when he wasn't in uniform and Leon was appreciating the semi-formal button down, steel buckled belt that looped through slacks that hugged his thighs and calves. They were black, of course, Wesker was obsessed with the shade but it flattered his physique so Leon couldn't imagine him wearing anything else. That unreal body started approaching him until Albert's hand cupped his chin and brought his head up to focus on his eyes.
"Stay with me Kennedy. I like my lovers present." Leon colored at the chastisement. "I was just... You always look so good." He admitted. Albert's hand left his chin as the other man leaned down to his level on the bed. "Thank you." Albert grabbed him by the hips and pulled him farther into the bed before letting him fall back into the rumpled comforter as his larger form mounted his own on the mattress. Leon trembled beneath Albert, feelings mixing in his chest in anticipation before sinking into his hips as a pleasant burn when he thought of what Albert would do. The minute brush of the other man's clothes on his thighs and abdomen were enough to convince Leon that Albert wouldn't have to touch him to get him off. His cock arched toward his abs with an eager bobbing at the idea of simply rubbing himself to completion on his lover's muscular clothed thigh.
A hand encircled him with warmth before squeezing enough to tamp down his need. "Leon," Albert tutted as he made a soft gasp and focused back on the whole and his partner. "You are thinking too much, calm yourself or both our fun will be unnecessarily short." Leon laughed under his breath but nodded. "Right, I need to be present, sorry. I just..." He looked at his lover's beautiful eyes barely a breath away, "I've never felt this away before." And it was true, right here, right now, he was safe, he could do anything, at least it felt that way with Wesker. Albert's smile was genuine and warm at his admission. "Good. I want you to feel like this every day we meet." Albert's lips caressed his own and his lids slipped shut at how sweet it was.
If Leon was honest with himself he didn't want sweet. He gripped the front of his lover's shirt and pushed himself up against Albert. "You said you wanted to play with me?" He wondered against Albert's plush mouth. He felt the smirk on it as the hand released him and had his own unlatching from Wesker's clothes. His eyes opened once more to see his lover towering over him before Albert pulled away to reach for the night stand on the side Leon had slept on. The single drawer was pulled open and Leon watched Albert pull several things out. A miniature amber glass bottle, a length of string, something long and glass by the tinking sounds it made that reminded Leon of a bubble blowing wand and the last made the saliva flee Leon's mouth.
"W-what is that?" He almost whispered.
Albert drug the collection of items closer before resting on his calves. He pulled the bullet from the lengthy probe he had pulled out last. Leon eyed it warily, it screamed sex toy with how long it was but it also reminded him of a children's ring puzzle with how the tip was a small round ball that stretched down and became smaller until it met up with another ball that was larger than the first. The prob had four 'beads' on it with the end being a hoop one could control it with or pair it with the other piece Leon wasn't sure about that was a shiny steel color and corded to some kind of remote. "A probe." Albert glanced down at Leon's concerned expression. "Does it frighten you?" Leon drug his gaze off the intimidating toy, wanting for all the world to act like it didn't but his throat felt tight and swallowing wouldn't solve his problem so he settled for a weak nod.
"Another time, I must remember you are not acquainted with the pleasure these can give as I am... Will you allow the wand?" Albert hummed before putting the graduated probe aside where Leon felt wasn't far enough away. Leon glanced down at the wand before Albert grabbed it and unsheathed it from the tube it was lodged in. It graduated like the probe but only in three segments which left the glass toy looking more phallic shaped. The heart hilt was a nice touch but it was nearly twice the length of the probe which made Leon's fingers fist in the bed sheets. Albert didn't need Leon to answer this time, his body language was enough. He sheathed the wand and set it down before laying over top Leon, his warm worn hand stroked comfortingly against Leon's jaw and neck.
"Leon, Leon, I will not use either, if that is what you want." He soothed. Leon drew in a deep breath to calm himself, he knew Wesker wasn't out to hurt him with these intimidating toys but something in the back of his head threw up alarm bells at the sight of them and memories of pain put the metallic taste of fear on his tongue. Albert seemed to know the remedy for his worries as kisses and sucks were laid over the course of his throat to his mouth before they were kissing. Leon relaxed into the bed and came back to himself, wrapping arms around Albert's torso as their tongues danced. The erection that had fled earlier returned by the time Albert drew off and let them both breath.
"Perhaps it is too soon for toys yet, but I know what you want..." He murmured against Leon's neck. A wave of warmth rippled over Leon at those words, what did he want? "You don't want the probe, you don't want the wand, no, you want my mouth," Leon shivered, "You have no idea what rimming is but it is what you crave." The last was uttered in the shell of Leon's ear. The younger man flushed at his words before digging his fingers into Wesker's back and arching as that tongue promising to pleasure him traced the outer rim of his ear. "I... Nnnn, I want what you want." He managed as desire painted a hot coating over his scalp from the licking.
Albert grabbed the lobe of the ear he was playing with, raking his aligned teeth over it until he ran out of flesh. "I want to thrust my tongue inside you." Leon shivered again, he felt so hot. "I-I want your tongue." He repeated faithfully. "I want to stretch you, taste you, until it isn't enough." Albert purred as Leon pulled on his clothes to be pressed together. "I want you to taste to- t-to stretch me." He panted. "I want my Glass Heart inside you so you can feel what you've done to me." If Leon was thinking with his brain he might have questioned that last statement but he wasn't, he wanted what Albert wanted. "I want to feel it." He parroted breathlessly. He felt kisses on his eye lids as he had shut them at some point. "And I want you to tell me bananas if you want me to stop."
This nonsensical statement seemed to break the spell Leon was under and his eyes opened. "Bananas?" Albert smiled down at him in a knowing way. "It is a safe word. You may need it." Albert explained as he pulled himself free of Leon and started undressing. Leon watched the buttons on Albert's shirt come free one at a time until the defined pecs and abs were available to look at. The creamy expanses of skin were dotted with two cinnamon colored nipples and the hard lines of defined muscles. Leon ached as he looked at the eight pack on his lover's abdomen, he was like a marble statue, perfect and unrealistic in every way yet he was alive and breathing above Leon.
His hands itched to touch Albert's perfection but they hardly twitched while he watched the older man disrobe. Albert took the string from the covers once his shirt was sloughed off, pulling the looped end away from the two endings he held in hand. Leon wasn't sure what the thin cord was for as he watched Wesker work it into a loop until he had a very clear idea what it was for as it was slipped over his member and cinched at the base. "Nggh, what are you-?" Albert shushed him with his finger over his lips. He held in the questions as Albert worked towards the tip of his leaking member. Every half inch the cord was looped around his sensitive organ and cinched just tight enough he could feel the pressure of it gripping him. Loop after loop was made until the last one was tugged just behind the ridge of his tip and they both looked at Albert's work.
The cord was like a leash now, holding his cock in a cage with two strings leading off into Albert's hand. His lover leaned down to the tip of his cock, breath ghosting over the bead of precum before licking the pearlescent drop and the spongy head it was leaking from. Leon's hips bucked to meet him but Albert tugged his caged cock back to his belly. He finished the cage with both ends over Leon's slit, sliding them under the last loop and making a simple bow either of them could undo easily. "Why?" Leon groused indignantly. Albert looked up at him from Leon's pelvis. "You need assistance controlling this excitable friend." He mused, the tip of his pointer finger tapping on his work. "I can't have you tiring yourself out, knowing you, I may hardly have seven minutes to play with you." Albert explained.
Leon tried to deny the blush on his face as a frown started, he wasn't that bad, was he? Albert would not let him dwell on it as he moved off enough to roll Leon onto his front. The cage made it less than comfortable but his lover propped a pillow under his hips that both relieved the discomfort and angled his body better. Leon grabbed another pillow and hugged it to his chin as a tingle ran down his spine. Wesker was going to touch him again. It was so exciting but it also felt like a predator was at his back and he kept clenching the pillow in his hands not to look back every second. His lover's rough warm hands grasped the mounds of his ass cheeks and spread them.
The fleeting warmth of Albert's breath ghosted along his lower back, trailing down to the two mounds he was holding. Leon felt the kisses start and they traveled over his skin in a wandering trail down his tailbone, through the gaps between Albert's fingers and finally down his crevice. Leon clenched his fingers deeply into the pillow as warm gusts breathed along his exposed pucker. Leon expected the gusts to turn back to kisses or the swipe of that clever tongue but they receded and then one of Albert's hands left as well. Leon was half twisted to see where Albert had gone but he felt as much saw the contents of the amber bottle cascading down over his crevice. He gasped from the chill and wriggled deeper onto the bed before the bottle was dropped and Albert grabbed both of the mounds of his ass.
The liquid Albert had drizzled on him warmed almost immediately and he became hyper aware of it as Albert spread it over his anus. Leon arched towards that mouth when his lover's tongue delved in and spread it inside him. Each twitch of that hot muscle through his anus made Leon feel like the temperature inside him was climbing higher and higher. His hips were restless while Albert speared him, rolling forward and then pushing back by millimeters as his lover's grip made sure he could go nowhere. Leon panted needy breaths into the bedroom as a thumb pushed in and stretched him further. Albert's other thumb followed suit and Leon felt the muscle pleasuring him thrust deeper while he was held open.
Leon curled over the pillow he had grabbed feeling the thin sheen of sweat coating the broad planes of his shoulders and back. He was so very hot but a cool tingling continued between his legs. The sensation coated his sphincter and the hot valley to his perineum until just a thin line teased the underside of his left testicle. It reminded Leon of mint only he was feeling it on his most sensitive skin instead of where his brain knew the sensation from. He twisted needily in Albert's hands as the desire for something longer and thicker than just his lover's tongue had him begging. "Mmm, ha, de-deeper please."
He let out a dismayed mewl when his lover's tongue disappeared. Leon could hear the other man drawing deep breaths in behind him before one of those thumbs prying him open left. Something cold, small and quickly growing larger was pressed into Leon's hole before it sank into his passage. "Ah! Wesker- stop!" Leon cried as the smooth chilly intrusion pushed deeper. He started wriggling away from it until Albert pinned him to the bed with a firm press of his forearm into the small of Leon's back. He arched into the comforter as the glass wand thinned before growing thicker once more, sending waves of goosebumps up his body. The cold was such a stark contrast to the molten heat it was pushing into. Leon shuddered with a grunt as it parted his muscles and lay still.
The tension in his body eased before they both relaxed on the bed. Leon could hardly think beyond the rush of his pulse and the gulps of air he was panting. He realized his eyes had fallen shut but the darkness drew his attention to the silky slide of skin on his back. Albert was laying with him. Having his lover pressed against him shook off any negative feelings that Wesker hadn't stopped. This was nice yet he didn't want to stop playing just yet. As it was the wand had gone from cool to warm, Leon could hardly tell it was there if not for the hefty weight of it. "Don't stop." He encouraged and felt the line of heat from his lover recede. "I would not dream of it." The other man promised.
Leon smiled before Albert pulled the wand two lengths out and his eyes snapped open and a gasp followed. His fingers hooked around the pillow he had subconsciously grabbed and sat his head on. The push back in made his grip tighter, feeling how the wand thinned and thickened as it entered and exited. The fourth push in was different, angled with intent and by the surge forward and equally eager push back into the wand Leon did Albert knew he had found his quarry. "Aah! Right- oh, yes, right there!" Leon panted as the wand pushed insistently over his prostate and slide back over the bunch as Albert adjusted the toy to Leon's liking.
Leon clutched at the pillow as the wand was thrust into him, again and again. All the words he knew seemed to melt and come out as breathless and excited moans. Albert watched the sway and surge Leon's body moved with as he was pleasured. It was mesmerizing in a way to the point that he lost time and when the wand ceased it's pleasurable movements Leon sagged into the comforter to tremble and pant. Leon had never felt anything like this. It had been so good, bolt after bolt of electricity that wound through his hips and up his spine and yet with each push that stiffened his cock it had felt like his orgasm ran from him. He had never felt such frustration and still liked it.
He wasn't made to dwell on it as he was flipped over and he gave a surprised yelp as he found himself on his back. Leon felt a blush rush over his face at being so exposed abruptly. The pleased yet hungry look in Albert's eyes made him squirm. They both looked at Albert's hand as it reached between them and tugged the bow undone. Leon's eyes slipped halfway shut as the pressure on his erection was released one loop at a time. The throbbing along his shaft was soothed by that hand after the maddening cord was gone. "Ngh." Leon abandoned the pillow for Albert as he grabbed his lover and drew him up into a heated kiss.
Leon was having a hard time participating in the kiss himself as Albert's hand worked heat back into his sex and brought moan after moan between their lips. The wand moved again and Leon bucked into his lover's hand before rushing back into the thrust of the wand. His orgasm that had been pent up from the cord rushed to the fore as he was pleasured from every angle. "God- Wesker, I- I'm-!" Leon couldn't get the words out fast enough before he came to the point a wash of white blotched over his vision. His body clamped down on the wand as semen spurt in thick ropes onto his abs and over Albert's hand.
Leon drew in lungfuls, coming down from the high before his eyes slit open and he groaned, "Fuuuck, you're still dressed. How are you still dressed?" Albert chuckled as he licked Leon's cum from his fingers. His lover's blue eyes were wide now as he watched this. "This was for me as much as it was you. If you wish to see me naked you will have to take these off yourself." He mused as his free hand stroked his clothed thigh. Leon swallowed at the invitation. No words came to mind as he watched Albert's tongue work. It was only after that tongue slipped behind curved lips that Leon snapped back to reality.
"You truly enjoy what the mouth can do." Albert hummed. Leon looked away, face flushing as he thought not to admit to that statement before thinking he could here. Albert inclined his head as Leon's blue gaze met his own. "I do. Yeah, I do, though.. I only want yours." He stated. Leon felt a smile coming on as he saw Albert's expression visibly warm and his posture relax. His lover was leaning down for a kiss before Leon willfully put a hand on his sternum. "Hey, hey, hey, don't get yourself messy again." Leon teased. Albert looked down at the semen streaked across Leon's torso from his hips to just under his pectorals before meeting those blue, blue eyes.
"I have ways that will solve this problem..." Leon felt heat storm his face as his brain supplied him with the feel and images of Wesker licking him clean. His mouth opened and he tried to say something, anything coherent only to get nothing out after three full attempts. Albert brought Leon's jaw back up with two fingers under his chin, "I see you are agreeable to my plan." He said with a satisfied smirk.
Leon felt his heart skip a beat when Albert pulled away. His lover however wasn't leaving like his sex-addled train of thought had rushed to the conclusion of, Albert grabbed the bottle he had used earlier and twisted the lid off to drop to the bed. Leon watched the other man sip a small portion of the curious liquid leaving the bottle near empty before pouring the remnants down the valley between Leon's pectorals. Knowing now how the stuff running down his chest and lining Albert's lips worked had Leon's cock stirring.
He groaned involuntarily as Albert dove down and stroked over his abs with his tongue. Saliva began to mix with the semen and stimulant on his chest. Leon curled over Albert as he cleaned his lover and he felt keenly as fingers dug in around his shoulder blades. He assumed by the eager shaft bobbing at his throat that Leon was enjoying this cleaning, that and how his lover's vocabulary had dropped to "Fuck" in every capacity that changed as his tongue roamed. Leon's legs wrapped around his waist fully and as he feasted on the salty, musky mess he had made on Leon he curled over Leon as well and pressed the stiff bulge in his pants up against his lover's perineum. The watery stream of "Fuck" faltered from Leon as his lover moved with him in the eternal motions of sex.
Leon dropped into simple pleasured sounds as their movements aroused him with the shifting of the wand inside him as well as the movements of their hips. He didn't even care that Albert had ceased bathing him, only rushing back to meet his lover's trapped organ that pressed needily against him with the intent to join or take the wand's place. Leon was panting as Albert's hands wrapped one around his waist and the other under his thigh and the thrusts became more insistent and better timed. "Haa, haa, aaah, I have ne-" his breath hitched part way through his thought as Albert's clothed member jerked the hilt of the wand just so that it pressed along his pleasure center. "Ngh... never wanted you to fuck me so hard. Get- God! Get that cock out of your pants already!" Leon finally managed.
Albert reveled in the frustration lacing Leon's voice but though he never ceased their excited dance he removed his hand from Leon's leg to somehow successfully bring the head of his shaft from its prison so his impending orgasm wouldn't ruin his slacks. He also grabbed the heart hilt of the wand and added its thrusts to their dance which had Leon releasing his death grip on his shoulders and arching instead of curling. "Yes- FUCK- Yes!" The wand had been the end for Leon, he came nearly as fully as the first time and Albert followed that second rush with a tide of his own.
As they worked beyond the sea of pleasure Albert had dropped them in Leon let out a sigh and then a laugh, "You made it much worse." He teased now that they were both slicked with sweat, semen and the stimulant that was leaving a pleasant tingle on both of them. Albert sat up and looked at his work. "Indeed." Leon followed the admission with more laughter until his body begged him to calm down. "Ha, ah, please tell me we'll play again?" He finally asked with a look of pure interest. This got the smile fully onto Albert's face, "Say the word and a 'play date' will be yours." Wesker promised. Leon glowed at the mere thought before Albert pushed up from the bed and offered his lover a hand.
"Come, I must let you out of here eventually and we both have jobs to do." Leon made to follow out of the bed as he grabbed Albert's offered hand only his expression twisted and he stilled. Albert pulled him from the bed and Leon gasped and clutched his lover's broad shoulder as he was made to stand on shaky legs. His lover pulled the wand from his passage before tossing the discolored rod onto the bed. Leon staggered as Albert lead him toward the bathroom, he felt absolutely bizarre without the constant pressure along his rectum. His lover guided him inside to start a shower before untangling himself from Leon to pick out clothing of his own and put Leon's in the bathroom.
Moving on from that passionate playtime felt near impossible as Leon showered yet by the end of it he managed to get back to 'normalcy' and dress before leaving Wesker to his own devices for the rest of the day until they met for work. And how hard it had been that shift to not look at his captain differently. Recalling the things he had dared say made it that much harder but he managed to keep his mind hard-pressed to the task of solving this freak outbreak. They passed more weeks like that; dates, foreplay and a mystery that kept elusive yet on the verge of being solved. That was until the government wrapped up the whole Ebola crisis and someone so conveniently outed the culprit and the motive was made clear at the meeting Leon and the rest of Alpha team were at, only Wesker was missing.
Wesker.
The outbreak had happened because of Wesker.
Leon felt a chill in his blood and a hole open in his idea of reality. Wesker had lead a man working at Umbrella to his wits end and even worse had then killed the rival scientist after the virus had been inflicted on the public. Leon couldn't believe Albert was working for Umbrella, S.T.A.R.S. AND some third party as he wasn't here. It had to be another party, Umbrella wouldn't take him after his throwing them into a public scandal like this. His hands curled into fists, he had been with that sociopath. They had been together all this time and he hadn't known Wesker had caused the public's unnecessary suffering this whole time.
His eyes wandered to the space Albert should have been in, only, Leon wondered now should he have ever been there? He shook, how could Wesker have done this? He turned and slipped out of the Operations room with barely a glance at his leave. Barry's eyes followed him out. Leon moved through the next twenty minutes in a blur before the door to Albert's apartment stood in front of him. He had become well acquainted with this sight. His loud rapping echoed down the hall and though he was certain the condo was empty it stung none the less when nobody came.
Emotions roiled inside Leon as he moved to beat on the door harder and louder. "That one's been gone days now, no sense wastin' energy knockin'." A deep voice rumbled to his right. A man covered in coat, hoodie and mask up to his eyes was approaching from the stairs. Leon had seen the tenant from another time on one of his visits. "Days?" Leon questioned. Wesker had left days ago? It had been days since their last rendezvous and the blond had been absent last night for their shift. "Aye." The stranger rumbled with a nod.
Leon didn't stay to wheedle more information from the man before he went to the front desk and double checked what the man had said. The young man at the front desk confirmed the statement as Leon had left work directly and his outfit gave him away as an officer. Knowing it to be true however offered him no comfort. He left the building and idled by his jeep, his thoughts a whirl. How? How had he not noticed a single thing? Now he could recognize the behavior patterns, how Albert was always off doing something, always sneaking back to Leon with or without notice. Even his personality suggested he was off from the norm and Leon had ignored it all.
Had laughed and loved him even!
It ate at him knowing he had failed in his civic duty, failed in his choice of partner and knowing Wesker was gone. What they had? It was ashes in the wind now and he... he missed it. Leon shook his head, no- he wouldn't miss what they had been. Wesker was wrong, wrong on so many levels, just like his choices. He grit his teeth, he chastised himself for being here, he needed to get back to work. The drive back was silent and the world felt terribly muted as he came back into the precinct until a voice filing a report drew him from the silence.
"I'm looking for my boyfriend. His name is John..." He stopped listening and just stared at the woman making a request to help find her boyfriend. She was breath taking, a short bob of sleek dark hair, alabaster skin in a sheath of plum, dark stockings and strappy heels. He stared at her for what felt like forever before a hand landed on his shoulder and he was face to face with Chris who had apparently been calling for his attention. "Leon? Where did you go? You missed the rest of the briefing."
Leon didn't have an answer.
"We're moving to stand in for Bravo as needed now since Alpha is leaderless..." Chris looked heated by the admission before continuing, "Will help us keep sharp and give Bravo a break. Chief said Alpha should clock out while they reorganize everything until we get a new captain." Leon nodded to this, head already turning to find that woman again. "C'mon." Chris tugged him toward the main lobby he had just left and he looked back for the woman, but she was gone.
Yeah, unsatisfying end, I did it- whoo! Well, it's totally passed Dec. 25th when I post this so it isn't in the Christmas ballpark but we can all appreciate this gift that keeps on giving until it doesn't and you end up at "wtf woman?!" again and again. Hahahaha, ah, well, back to Neverending, peace!