I finish this under the threat of possible death from Rasha-san. (she wasn't clear about whether or not she would kill me, but going on the assumption that she might...buuuut then again, if I die then I can't write smexy mut now can I?) Hahaha please review! Enjoy!

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The moment the hotel door closed, Wesker slammed Chris against the wall, kissing the brunette's mouth roughly. The blonde pulled away, biting Chris's lip and drawing blood, swiftly lapping up the blood as delicately as a kitten would drink milk. Chris moaned as a gloved hand slid down his pants and grasped his cock, squeezing slightly. The brunette pulled away with a sharp moan and arched his back, thrusting into Wesker's now still hand.

The blonde man smirked and puleed his hand away, receiving a growl from Chris. Chris pushed the blonde backwards against another wall, kissing him again. This time, Chris bit Wesker's lower lip, worrying it between his teeth for a moment before letting go and sliding right into another hard kiss. The two never really pulled apart for breath, just pulling their tongues into their own mouths, exhaling, inhaling, and then slamming their lips back together. It was messy and rough and just the way Wesker liked it and Chris needed it.

Wesker growled and twisted so Chris was shoved agaisnt the wall. The British man quickly stripped Chris down to his boxers and then pushed his still clothed body flush against the brunette's body, grinding their hips together. Chris threw his head back and groaned, quickly moving to strip Wesker as well. Soon, Wesker was in clad in nothing but his black-did the man own any other color?-boxers and sunglasses. The two men grinded against each other, moaning and groaning and growling.

"Bed..." Chris gasped for breath as they separated, lips still only a few inches apart. Wesker grunted in acknowledgment and pushed against Chris again, gripping Chris by the thigh and pulling the brunette's left leg up, around the blonde's waist. Chris wrapped the other leg around Wesker's waist, hooking his ankles where they connected at the small of Wesker's back and grinding his ass against Wesker's arousal. Wesker carried the brunette, still kissing him, to the bed and dropped the brunette down, straddling the younger man. Chris moaned and pushed his head back against the pillows as Wesker pulled Chris' boxers down just enough to stroke the sharpshooter's arousal.

"Wesker!" Chris snarled and leaned up, biting the blonde's shoulder. The blonde growled and pumped Chris' cock a few times, short strokes in a tight grip. The BSAA member screamed in pleasure and Wesker pulled away to rid both men of their boxers. The blonde laid back down over Chris, covering the younger, more muscular body with his own lean one. Chris thrust his hips up, rubbing his hard cock against Wesker's hip in a silent plea. Wesker chuckled and slid down Chris' body, taking Chris' full, fat cock into his mouth and humming. Chris screamed and bucked his hips as Wesker squeezed the base of his cock. Wesker slid on hand up Chris' chest, to the younger's mouth and pushed three fingers against Chris's lips. The younger man gladly opened his mouth and licked at Wesker's fingers' sucking on them and swirling his tongue around the digits to wet them, trying to mimic what Wesker was doing much lower on Chris' body.

"Wessss...ker! I-" Chris body tensed just as Wesker pulled away with a smirk, still gripping the base of Redfield's cock. The BSAA member moaned and thrashed his head at the restiction. "Wesker..!"

Said man simply smiled and rubbed his thumb over the tip of Chris's cock, smearing the pre-come that had accumulated on the tip. He leaned forward and captured the brunette's kiss swollen lips in another mind-blowing kiss, teeth grazing tongue and tongues dancing around eachother in a battle for dominance.

With absolutely no warning, Wesker shoved three fingers into Chris, recieving a sharp scream from the man below him. Chris thrashed his head and moaned and screamed as Wesker's fingers stretched his tight, virgin entrance. Wesker grinned devilsihly and leaned forawrd over Chris, kissing away tears that had dripped down sun-kissed cheeks.

"My love, how do you ever expect to accomadate me, if you can't even handle my fingers?" Wesker smirked again, still stretching the writhing brunette's hot entrance. After a few more minutes, Wesker pulled his fingers out and nudged his cock against Chris' entrance, the British man leaning forward to kiss Chris' jaw..

"Beg for me..." The British voice drawled in Chris' ear.

"Ah...fuck! Wesker, pl-please, fuck me!"

Wesker gave a smirk that would send Lucifer himself running in fear.

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So, bad news, guys! My laptop keeps crashing! If it seem rushed, I'm sorry. This is the third time I wrote it and this is as I far as I could get so I said screw it. I wanted to post it so you guys would have SOMETHING until my computer is fixed. I WILL post another chapter, but I don't know how long it will be before my computer is up and running. Soo...*Throws papers at Rasha and runs away screaming*