A/N: seemed like people didn't like my filler.
Well I just did it to make some links and I was in an art class,
felt like it would be fun to put in.
Anyways, I get it! Here you go a fresh serving of YAOI LEMON!
Oh and the title, the pun was intended x)!

I hope you will enjoy.
Disclaimer: I Do not own Resident Evil.

Albert directed Chris to a luxurious building and Chris drove into another underground parking lot. He parked the car near the elevator, got out, and went to the passenger's door. Wesker was already getting out of the vehicle.

"Already found a bit of your strength I see?" Chris said smiling as he walked towards Wesker. "I am not that weak. The nurse did I say I recovered most of my energy," he retorted smugly.

Chris grabbed onto him as he closed the door with his foot and proceeded towards the elevator. In the elevator, Wesker pressed the eleven button; indicating the eleventh floor.

Wesker then leaned on the wall and heavily breathed out. Chris asked, "Are you okay, Wesker? You look worn out?" Chris was leaning on the opposite wall, checking his boss out, seemingly worried. Maybe the captain might have left the hospital a bit too early.

Wesker read Chris's face like it was an open book. "Don't worry, I am a little bit tired, but I am okay. You are here to help me, right?" Wesker smiled at how much Chris actually cared for him. He has to stop worrying so much. He will get wrinkles before I do.

Chris smiled back and the door opened. He quickly went to his captain and securely attached Wesker to himself. Then they got out of the elevator and Wesker guided him to his condo.

When they arrived in front of the blond man's door, Chris inwardly laughed at the number. 666, I guess I am at the devil's door. Wesker opened the door to let them inside. Once inside, Chris closed the door while Wesker leaned on the wall next to the door.

The brunet's eyes went wide seeing such a classy place. There was a high ceiling; the floor was made of black tiles that glinted, big windows that showed a wonderful view of a part of the city, a black piano was in the right corner of the room, and a black leather sofa with red cushions. This place is gorgeous. This must be what it feels like to have cash. I am kind of envious now.

Chris never steeped in a room that screamed luxury like Wesker's did. Chris is impressed; I'd even go as far as to say that he wished for this kind of lifestyle. "Like what you see, Chris?" Wesker moved himself off the wall he had been leaning on and walked until he was right behind the younger man who was thinking.

Chris felt Goosebumps when he felt Wesker behind him and heard his voice talking softly into his ear from behind his back. "Do you play the piano Wesker?" He asked, trying in vain to calm his nerves. The man is so alluring, and damn it heart, please stop beating so fast.

Wesker took off his shades and slipped them into chest pocket. "Actually, I do. I did start playing when I was seven years old." He smiled at Chris and stared deeply in his blue eyes. Chris blinked a bit, he didn't know why but his body was getting hot. Chris felt as if his soul was being sucked out of his body. Stop Wesker! Please stop looking into my eyes like that…oh my God…

Redfield tried to speak but his mouth was dry and he was gulping painfully as if his throat was full of hot sand. My body feels weird. I never, ever felt like this towards a man... I just...want him... Chris faked a cough, broke the eye contact and moved towards the leather sofa. He took a seat on it. ''I seem to have gotten a hold of a bit of your character." Chris smiled shyly, trying to keep control of his body. "Have you now, do tell." Wesker was interested by what the brunet understood of him and sat right next to him. He's trying to buy time, but I already detect his unsteadiness; his cute blush. He takes quick glimpses at me, he gulps and he lightly trembles. He wants me!

"Judging by the colors I am seeing in your room, you seem to be a methodological man. You are organized; you plan things to run smoothly. You are powerful, you have many contacts or means to have anything you want and you are secretive; you don't tell everything about yourself. You are determined, have a longing for more power, and you are courageous. It's all I can determine for now about you," Chris concluded. I need to leave. The man is injured and I can't just jump on him. The brunet was considering getting up, but waited until Wesker said something.

Wesker was astonished at the remarks by the younger man. "Colors can say that much about you? That is quite impressive." He then brought his right hand on Chris's left leg, which in result made him blush. Chris was caught by surprise by Wesker's action. "Wesker, what -"

Wesker brought one of his index fingers to Chris mouth to silence him. "Chris, do you plan to do anything this afternoon?" Wesker asked. Chris observed his boss and shakily smiled, "No, I didn't plan anything for today, why?" Chris asked nervously.

"How about a day off tomorrow? I'd like to spend some time with you," Wesker replied. Chris was taken aback by this. "Why do you need me here? How can I help you?"Chris asked his captain. Wesker went straight to the point and replied, "I need a partner, someone I can trust and who will forever be by my side? I know you are loyal and are trustworthy. I need you...I..."He leaned closer to his ear, "I want you..."

Chris didn't know what to do. He was in shock, but his body desperately wanted Wesker right now. He felt himself go hard, then closed his eyes shut, trying to suppress his tingling senses. Oh fuck, I need to stay under control…fuck fuck fuck...

Chris spoke in a trembling, barely audible voice, "Sorry, Wesker...I...need...to leave..." He quickly got up and started rapidly marching towards the door, but Wesker ran to the door and blocked his way. "Chris, please stay with me?" Wesker asked. Chris let go of a shaky breath, eyes widening as if he had seen prey and Christopher's mind snapped. He quickly went to Wesker, who didn't have any time to react. The brunet grabbed him and rammed his body on the wall next the door frame.

Chris brought his lips to Wesker's ear and said, "You brought this upon yourself captain." Chris kissed Wesker deeply, pushing himself onto him. Their thighs lightly pressed against each other's cocks. Their tongues wrestled and Chris rubbed Wesker's groin with his knee. Wesker broke the kiss to let out a low and sexy moan. Chris moved his face to find his ear and he lightly started to bite it. He let go of the ear and started tracing from his ear to his trapezius with his tongue, leaving a thick trail of saliva. Wesker couldn't stop himself from groaning, "Oh…Chris..." He was cupping the back of his head, feeling himself getting tense from the ministrations.

Chris never felt so sexually aroused. The hot blond man made his lust rise and he needed to feel more of his body. The brunet took the blond man's legs and wrapped them around his waist. He then brought his hands to Wesker's ass and grabbed at hard, thus bringing him closer and forcing himself onto him. Their cocks were pressed to one another, making them feel delirious from all the grinding.

Chris loved the older's man body, it had no faults. "Oh fuck...Wesker, you are so damn perfect." He roughly kissed him, forcing his tongue into his mouth. Chris, you are more than qualified to be my partner: great body, full of energy and truly interesting. Wesker released himself from the kiss and was now in need for more than just foreplay, he wanted to be taken. Chris snaked his hands inside his pants and was somehow able to poke Wesker's tight entrance with his finger.

Wesker howled, letting his head and entire back arch at the feeling. "God, Wesker, you like this don't you?" Chris was now smirking while he lightly bit his lover's neck. Wesker wanted more, so much more from his new and younger lover. "My room… it's the door to the left."

Chris was carrying his lover's trembling body until he reached the door. He kicked the door open and went to the bed to lay Wesker on it. The brunet undressed Wesker quickly and brought his lips to his chest. Chris licked Wesker's nipples, doing circular movement to both, and changing between them while stroking Wesker's dick.

Wesker was thrashing around. "Damn it Chris! Stop fooling around and fuck me already!" Wesker wanted to be fucked so badly. He never, ever, felt like this until he met Chris. Usually, he was the one on top of his partners!

"Oh Wesker, you make the hottest whore ever," Chris said to Wesker as he continued to stroke his cock. Wesker felt himself go red and said, "Don't ...say...such... lew...d thin...gs...Ah~" Wesker's hips were jerking automatically, he arched his beautiful back, bringing one of his arm up to his face to hide his embarrassed and lustful look while holding Chris's head in place.

"Well, I am on top, so maybe you should beg for it, captain..." Chris smirked. The captain was now provoked and replied, "I shall say this now…I am...not..you...r who...re..." Wesker felt like he was going to go crazy. He used every last drop of energy to flip them. "Christopher, you...are going to...pay..." Wesker forced the younger man's pants and underwear off, brought his lips to Chris' hard cock, and started licking the tip first. Chris felt a jolt of excitement and groaned, "oh, Wesker...ah~..more..."

Wesker smiled at Chris's reaction and engulfed all of Chris's cock in his mouth. He licked it and sucked it as if it was lollipop. Chris was raising his hips slowly in the same pace as Wesker, maintaining his head in place while bringing two of his own fingers in his mouth to suck them. Chris felt so damn good, almost as if my dick was melting his mouth...

Saliva was now on both Chris' dick and on Wesker's hand. While doing his blowjob, he entered one finger in Chris's ass, turning it, and feeling Chris's ass sucking the finger in. Chris arched his back in response. Wesker wanted to be pleased now and stopped sucking his cock. Chris grunted in surprise at Wesker stopping his ministrations and took a look at Wesker's face. Wesker felt hot and demanded, "Chris I want you to fuck me..." Wesker bit his lower lip and blushed at how needy he sounded.

Chris looked at him and saw his lusty expression. "How do you want it? Front, sideways, from behind or riding me?" Wesker looked at him, his lips trembling, "I always was on top, but since I am injured, I'd like you not to use your dick...but your tongue..." Wesker went back to him, sat on Chris' mouth and showed his naughty asshole to Chris. "Please, take me Chris, I want to come..."

Chris smiled as he took Wesker's ass. He started off by making circular movements around his entrance and after he shoved his long, wet tongue in it, penetrating him. The wetness combined with the soft tickling touch of his tongue in the inside of his ass made the captain respond in several ways. Wesker was gasping and soon he was screaming in delight. "Oh fuck, Chris, ahh!" Wesker bit is lower lip, feeling his heartbeat pounding against his ribcage. My ass is being satisfied by nothing more than a tongue! How come he's so good?

Wesker was now impaling himself on Chris's tongue. He couldn't stop moving his hips. He didn't care about how slutty he sounded, he felt too good to give a shit. "Oh, fuck me, Chris, oh god!" Chris loved his cries and wanted to hear more of them. Chris kept Wesker in place with his right hand and used the left hand to grab captain's hardened cock and vigorously stroke it.

Wesker sped up his movements, feeling his ass clenching itself around the younger's man tongue. He was now arching his back and he honestly thought he was going to snap in two. Wesker's tongue was dangling out of his mouth and he lost himself in the powerful emotion of lust. He was moaning, crying, and loving every drop of pleasure he was experiencing. "...I am...going… To...COOOOMMMEEEE~" He released spurt after spurt of his seed on both himself and Chris.

Wesker got off Chris's mouth and rolled off right next to him, heaving, and recovering from the powerful orgasm he experienced. "You came and I didn't. You are not fair Wesker... you are so selfish..." Chris stared at Wesker intensively and started stroking his dick, playing with his hard and sensitive sex. "Ahh, fuck, Wesker..." He was moving his hip tantalizingly, licking his lips, and breathing hard. Chris's eyes were just slits, showing white as he was falling into madness from jacking off in front of Wesker.

Wesker observed him and felt chills running up and down his spine. Damn, Chris is so fucking hot.' Wesker gulped as he saw the younger man arch his back beautifully, letting his head wobble, and his tongue was out of his mouth. Some saliva dripped from the corners of his lips, and Chris was frantically breathing.

Chris didn't stop jerking himself. He was wantonly masturbating in front of his new lover and let out cries of pleasure. Then he licked two fingers of his left hand and started poking his asshole; trying his best to come as fast as possible when suddenly, Wesker went near him and started suck his cock. Chris was going crazy with lust. "Damn, Wesker don't …STOOOOOPP~!" Chris came but was still hard. The orgasm wasn't enough drain all of his stamina. "God...I still want to fuck..."

Chris saw Wesker get on top of him. Huh? What is Wesker doing? Chris thought and couldn't help but ask what Wesker was doing. Chris asked his captain in concern, "What is it? Aren't you tired?" Wesker shrugged off the inquisition and French kissed him, his tongue battle against Chris's and then released the kiss.

"Thank you for your concern dear heart, but I am not the type of person who doesn't give back what was given to him," Wesker replied to his younger lover. He gently took the brunet's cock in his hand and inched it to his entrance. When the tip touched the entrance, he blushed madly at Chris. "Please use my body to soothe your pain." Chris was amazed by how sexy and cute Wesker was and gulped, "But, you are injured Wesker! I can't possibly fuck-" Wesker cut him right off.

"Chris, I don't care anymore! Seeing you masturbate, I got hard again. I want you to fuck me." He wrapped his arms around Chris' neck and stared at him for a long moment. I owe Chris that much. I haven't had pleasure like this in so long…

"Alright, hold on to me Wesker," Chris smiled as he said those words. He shoved two of his fingers in Wesker's mouth and Wesker sucked on them until they were moist. Then he brought those two naughty fingers to Wesker's asshole. "Wesker, relax okay, love?" Wesker was surprised by the tenderness Chris displayed. "Al...Alright, go ahead..." Wesker was shaking lightly because he never had someone tell him to relax before. Usually it's all about sex, not emotions. He never actually had sex while actually liking someone.

Chris then plunged the fingers in the hole, toying with it which in turn made Wesker grunt really sexily. "Ah~ Chris, aahh~ it feels so...good~" Wesker was sucking on a finger, moving his ass slowly on the younger's man fingers. Okay, it's loose enough...time to start digging in.

Chris removed his fingers from Wesker's ass and brought his cock to the entrance, slowly incorporating it in. Chris's dick was large. Damn...I think I am going to faint, aaahh~ I have to keep those sounds in...Or he'll pound me..! But Wesker couldn't keep them muted for long.

After a moment, Chris's cock was inside, filling Wesker's ass. The younger man grabbed the blond's hips tightly. Looking at him, Chris said, "Wesker, go on, move. I'll support you. Let that naughty slut in you impale itself on my shaft." Chris had seen him trying to cover up the erotic sounds he wanted to release and smirked as Wesker was about to nag.

"Damn you Christopher, don't say...stuff..lik..e..that.. aahhh." Chris broke his promise as he was jerking his hips up and down in a painful, agonizing, and slow pace. Wesker couldn't take it; he started moving, rocking himself and pleasuring himself on Chris's dick; arching his back, raising his hands to slick his hair back, and watched Chris with his eyes full of lust.

Wesker didn't care about his wound anymore. The pain of the wound was erased by the pleasure he felt being stabbed by the hard and thick cock that was in his ass. Chris felt great. Wesker was so hot moving the way he did and Chris had to tease him more. He grabbed his cock and started playing with it. When Chris did this, he instantly felt Wesker's ass tense up. "Wesker...Do you want... to... Come…damn…I almost lost it there…"

"Pl...Please...Chris...Please..I want... release...This is great but...I want to come...ah~" Wesker was half gone, he wanted to finish this...and Chris flipped them over, he was now on top. "Alright my dear, wonderful looking whore..." He pulled out quickly. "Damn it, Chris...don't pull out like...that..ah..ah.."

Wesker was taken by surprise when Chris removed his cock. "Sorry, honey, I'll make it up to you, don't worry," Chris said to his horny lover. Chris then flipped Wesker on all fours. Wesker was shocked and embarrassed by this move. "Damn it, this is embarrassing Chris!"

"Damn, Albert, you are so cute when you are shy." He snickered and then brought his lips near Wesker's balls to lick them, lightly bite them, and sucked on them. "Oh...my fucking...god…Chris..." Wesker was now grasping the sheets tightly. Chris went ahead and made a trail of saliva going from the balls till he reached his asshole where he licked, and penetrated with his tongue again. Wesker was lost in pleasure and said, "CHHHRRRIIISSS! Oh my god, Ahh ahhh~"

Wesker was now thrashing wildly making Chris smirk as he took his tongue out. "Wesker, this will leave you sore in the morning. Forgive me...but I need to fuck you...hard..." Chris grabbed Wesker's hips and Wesker said, "wait, what-"and Chris entered quickly, filling his insides instantly making Wesker scream, "FUCCCKKK~!" He slumped on the bed unable to move. "Chr...is..."

Chris went on ahead and started fucking Wesker hard. "Oh, fuck yea...Wesker...I love you..." He brought one of his hands to Wesker's pulsing sex and stroked it while fucking him. Wesker was going insane. His mouth was open as he was trying to fill his lungs with air, his tongue was hanging there and he was shivering. Love... love... love... oh my god, I love this feeling… more...so much more... Chris was changing his pace: fast, slow, a bit faster, slower, agonizingly slow but now he was feeling like he was at the edge.

Wesker felt a tongue licking the tender flesh on top of his spine which made him buckle; he started moving faster on Christopher's dick. They were having an erotic ballet, their bodies touching, their sweat being mixed together. "Chris I am...going...to...come..." Wesker was at the brim and he looked behind him while side glancing his lover. "Please, come...inside... me... love..." Christopher was amazed at the view he just saw. It was too sexy.

"I am...almost... there..." Chris replied. He fucked him as fast as possible and both came in the same time. Chris pulled out of Wesker laid right next to his boss and now, lover. "Are you...okay...?" He asked, concern in his strained voice. "Never felt better...thank you Chris..." Albert smiled. I...don't want him...to leave...I love him...but will he follow me?

He looked so worried that Chris noticed it right away. "What is wrong Albert? Why such a look? Dear?" Chris asked, stressed all of a sudden.

"To tell the truth Chris... I have grown attached to you... but...I was asked by Umbrella… to... to..." Wesker never cried in his life but now he couldn't deny the fact he might lose the man he loved. "They want me to go in a mansion in two weeks: to retrieve some information that I have to give them afterward, then I need to destroy all the evidence and betray S.T.A.R.S... but I can't...I want you to come with me...please, please forever stay by my side..." Wesker's eyes were filling up... tears threatening to fall.

Chris didn't know how to take in all the information he just received. He… has to betray S.T.A.R.S. Damn… Barry...But Wesker...is now my lover...I don't want to leave him...I love...him. The past few days, I realized that he's the one I want...so I will support him...I want to be with him...

Chris got closer to Wesker and embraced him, whispering, "I am not going anywhere. I love you, Albert..." Chris kissed him on the cheek and Wesker for the first time in his life, shed tears of joy. "Thank you Chris. Thank you. I love you so much." Both men lay there, silently wondering what the future would hold for them.

Albert, who was a lot more tired than Chris, closed his eyes and fell asleep while Chris was in thought. To trade my friends for my lover, is it fair? I kind of feel bad, but he's the one. I love him. I am sorry for this betrayal, but I can't leave him. If someone tries to get in my way, I will kill them. On these thought, Chris hugged Wesker tightly and feel asleep, waiting for the next day.

A/N: So chapter 3 is finished, I hope you guys liked it Because now, I have to start the side story.
see ya =3! Thank to Mori to have beta read =)!