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Instinct: Redemption

Chapter 7

CHRIS REDFIELD

POV

It was close to midnight at night and I was in bed, leaning against the wall in a pair of sweats and a muscle shirt with head tilted back as I stared at the ceiling. I haven't seen Wesker that much other than glances down the hall and I didn't mind that. I had to make sure that this is what I wanted.

My musings got cut short when the door opened and Wesker walked in, shutting the door behind him.

"I was expecting yo to be asleep by now." He stated, raising an eyebrow.

"Can't sleep." I shrugged. He looked at me for a moment before slipping his gloves off and setting them on the bed side table with his glasses. It was silent between us as he slipped off his holsters and guns and set them down on another, more larger table.

"What's your first name?" I asked out of the blue, causing him to pause.

"Why the sudden interest?"

"I'm gonna be living with you for god knows how long and you already know my full name and who I am...so it's only fair for me to know yours."

"Point taken." Wesker sat on the bed once he took his boots off and set them beside the bed. "My first name is Albert, I'm a former STARS member and chairman of Umbrella. Does that satisfy your curiosity?"

"Yeah." I paused, trying to make up my mind about what to do next. "There is...one other thing."

Once he turned to face me, I decided to just go for it. I grabbed the front of his jacket, surged forward and kissed him.

I felt him still for a moment before letting out an actual growl within his chest and his arms wrapped themselves around me and before I knew it, I was hoisted in his lap, legs folded on either side of him.

He nipped my bottom lip, not hard enough to draw blood but hard enough to make me part my lips and he quickly darted his tongue in, mapping out every inch of my mouth. I suddenly felt something on my back and when I had opened my eyes, I was staring up at him and I was on my back on the bed. His inhuman stared into my own and neither of us moved or spoke for a moment.

He gripped my thighs and brought them to his hips before pressing his crotch against mine and started to grind hard. The sudden friction made me throw my head back with a low moan.

Teeth suddenly sank into my neck, not hard enough to draw blood but hard enough to leave a mark and I felt my muscle shirt being ripped off of me, in shreds. The same thing happened to my sweats and boxers, leaving me naked. The teeth disappeared and I was nudged to lay on my front.

I heard an unbuckling of a belt, clothes being rustled around and a draw opening and closing. There wasn't any sound after that, so I opened my mouth to say anything when I felt something slick pushing into me, causing a surprised yelp to leave my mouth.

By the time I realized that it was a finger, Wesker was already pushing a second in and started to move felt...weird with a slight burning feeling but It wasn't really unpleasant.

A third finger slipped in and the fingers moved in a way and hit something, causing a jolt of pleasure, making me gasp.

The fingers disappeared after a few moments before something else pressed against me, slick and much bigger. Because I could even think of bracing myself, he thrust in, making me arch. I gripped the sheets as my body slowly began to get use to this feeling of being filled like this.

Wesker started to thrust into me. It was slow at first but he eventually got a rhythm going and I was squirming. He gripped my hips before picking up the pace, driving into me over and over again.

When four am came around, I was exhausted, falling asleep after the several bouts of sex. Before falling asleep though, I felt Wesker throwing the blanket over and settled beside me.

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