Warnings: yaoi, OOC, cursing.
Disclamier: I don't own anything but the plot, Zhane, the kids, and Monica's family.
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Green or Blue Eyes?
I wake to the sound of my cell phone buzzing and go to sit up when I notice that I am laying on top of Wesker and his arm is around my waist holding me securely to his person. I try to maneuver out of his grasp and it just tightens. I was sure that if my phone has been ringing for awhile that he would wake up and let go of me, but when I lean down I can hear that his breathing is deep and slow indicating that he is still in deep sleep mode.
The phone buzzes again and I see that it is moving, if I don't get it soon it will vibrate right off the night stand. I reach around and try to get his hand off my waist but I'll be damned if he ever lets go of anything in his sleep. In fact I have a strong feeling that if I did not have the G and T virus running through my entire body I would have bruises along my hips. The buzzing sound continues and then I hear the inevitable thud of the cell falling and being cushioned by the carpeted floor. I look back at him and the briefest hint of a smirk is tugging at his lips.
" Wesker if you are awake release me right now. I have to answer that it's probably my boss." I say this in a stage whisper in case he is in fact still asleep.
he doesn't let go but his grip lessens and I am able to scoot down more. So I try that approach at getting away from him but then his hand is moving slowly up from my hip to curl into my hair. And not to mention that my face is rather close to his crotch this is going to be hard to explain if he wakes up right now. I notice that the phone has stopped buzzing but if it is important they will call back in a few minutes if not seconds. So I have to get myself out of this position and fast. I reach behind my head and loosen his fingers that are curled in my hair, without waking him up. I rub my eyes when I am free from his grip and lean over the side of the bed to get my cell phone. I flip it open and of course the words three missed calls starts to flash and I release a silent groan.
" What?"
I do not want to admit it but I jumped when I heard his deep voice from behind me. And darn it he is a good actor if this is in fact an act because his voice does sound like it is laced with sleep. I can hear shuffling and then a 'crack' and a 'pop' as he stretches on the bed.
" I missed some calls." I tell him. I glance over my shoulder and I can see him flexing the arm that held me to his chest.
" Did you sleep on me?" He sounds confused.
" Why?"
" Because my arm is asleep." I just shrug my shoulders and let out a yawn I stand up from the bed and pull on some clean clothing and I make sure that I have my phone with me as I head downstairs to start the coffee and make breakfast. P.B. hears me coming down the stairs and gets up off the couch to greet me on the bottom step and for me to let him outside. I pet his head and head to the kitchen, opening the back door he darts out and I close it behind him. I grab the coffee pot and dump out the old and cold liquid and pour in some new water, I start the coffee and look around the pantry noting once again that we need to go to the store to get more food. I dig around in the fridge and find some eggs and bacon (hidden down in the drawer part of the fridge) and figure that this will make a good meal so I get those things out.
I notice at this time that P.B. wants to be let back in and that Wesker has joined me in the kitchen. Well almost joined, he had passed through the kitchen to get to the front door and the newspaper that comes every morning. I let the dog in and give him some dog food, which he chows down. Wesker comes back into the kitchen and sits at the table he starts to read the paper and I start making the food.
By the time the eggs are done Dom and Dimi have come down stairs dressed in their PJ's and looking rather tired. I do have to admit they look cute with bed head and sleepy looks. The bacon is about done so I grab some plates and serve the eggs and what is left of the milk and OJ I set the the plates around the table. When the bacon is done I grab the pan and put two slices on each plate and am ready to sit down. Wesker looks around the table and then to the coffee pot that is now down.
" Oh don't even go there, if you want coffee get up and get it.... While you are at it could you get me some too?" I ask the last part gently and he stands grabbing two mugs from the cabinet he pours the coffee into each mug before bringing them back, he hands one to me. " Thank you."
He just nods his head and starts to pick at the food. Right as I spear some eggs and bring the fork to my mouth my pocket starts to vibrate and I sigh. Standing up I take out my phone and head out to the hallway and answer it.
" Redfield here."
" Chris, this is Jill. Sorry if it's a bad time."
" No, it's okay. What did you need?"
" Well Sheva and I had talked to the captain about what had happened omitting some parts for obvious reasons. And well you still have a job and he does understand why you didn't come in with us. We had to tell him about the kids or else he wouldn't understand." She sounds rather worried and so I quickly reassure her that that is alright.
" Yeah no I understand. He was bound to find out sooner or later."
She laughs but I can tell it is forced. " Well I just wanted to tell you the good news and that we have been given a couple weeks off."
I can feel the huge smile on my face, that was one of the things I liked about this job ( including saving peoples lives) but that once I got back from a mission I got a couple weeks off.
" That is great news, and thanks for calling to tell me."
" No problem, bye."
" Bye."
We hang up at the same time and I walk back into the kitchen. The smile must still be planted on my face because Wesker is giving me a weird look and the boys look between them and then shrug.
" I am hoping that phone call was good news."
" Wouldn't you know?"
"What is that supposed to mean exactly?"
" I figured you would be listening in on it."
" Well it just happens that I didn't find the need to." He snaps the paper back in place ( Like it was ever wrinkled) and continues to read it.
" That was Jill, she was telling me that I still had a job and that people still didn't know about my little super advanced family. Well except for the boys, my boss knows about them but not their powers or whatever. And I get a couple weeks off."
" That's great dad!" Dimitri manages between a mouthful of eggs.
I smile at him Dominik who is still rather asleep looking manges a weak smile and nods his head.
" Thank you kiddos. Alright after breakfast you guys need to get dressed and stuff for Monica's party."
" Oh that is right, it is today." Dominik seems to become more alert at that news.
I just smile at them as they resume eating their eggs and bacon. Looking down at Wesker's plate and I can see that he has eaten some of my food.
" I told you it was edible."
He rolls his eyes but I know he agrees with me. I pick up the fork with now cold eggs and start to eat my food, every once in awhile my foot swings out and it rubs past his. I try to control it but I get all twitchy at times especially when I am at home. I think it has something to do with the fact that when I am on a mission I need to be absolutely still and quite. Sort of like a doctor, they have to be clean and neat at work but you go to their place it is a complete mess, just because they can have it like that. So I kick my leg out and I avoid kicking him but I have to slide it past his and then back down. Apparently he does not like that.
" Christopher stop it!" He slams his paper down and I jump in my seat.
" Stop what?" I never realised that I did that until he pointed it out.
" Touching me with your foot." I raise my eyebrow and with my facile expressions I ask him if he is alright.
The boys think this is quite amusing and they think that we are fighting like an actual couple. My leg extends and then I stop it right on his leg ( at this point I notice what he is now talking about)
" Oh that?"
" Oh that. Yes." He mocks me and I just roll my eyes.
" Sorry. That happens though at home, I just can't sit still."
" Again I am going to say that you have A.D.D."
" I don't. Because if I did you would know about it in my medical file for S.T.A.R.S."
" You and father worked together?"
" No Dom, he worked for me not with me." His mood has brightened. I notice that whenever he has the opportunity to 'put me in my place' or what ever he takes it.
This time when my foot swings out I do it on purpose and it hits his knee making him grunt and and grip the corners of the table.
" Oh I am so sorry. Did I hit you again?"
He lets out a sigh and then forces a smile that makes look rather menacing. I bet it would be worse if he didn't have his glasses on.
" I am perfectly fine."
Dimitri intervenes " Sooo how come you guys don't work together anymore?"
" Because he became a public enemy and tried to have me and the others killed."
" I succeeded with some of those people. You are just to damn stubborn." He isn't mad and for some reason I can't get all that angry either.
" Whatever... That is why we do not work together. We end up trying to kill one another."
Again they just nod their heads and place the dishes in the sink as they head back up the stairs to get changed for her party. I look back at him and he appears to be reading over the paper and that feeling to move comes back to me and I do just that, but slower this time. I extend my leg and ever so causally I rub it against his. I can hear him sigh and glance over at me but I pretend to be eating and have no idea about what I am currently doing. I bring it back down and after a few minutes I do the same thing to the other leg. I rub my leg on the outside of his and bring it slowly back down. He shifts in his seat and it takes everything I have not to acknowledge his discomfort with a laugh. After a minute or two I extend the right leg again and rub it against his but this time his hand shoots down and grabs my foot.
He doesn't look up at me when he speaks, " Christopher stop it right now because I don't have any condoms."
'Oh shit.' I didn't actually realize that would happen. I pull my foot back and we finish our meal in silence. When I stand up to go put my plate in the sink I take his as well and do the dishes, I wash them and put them back in the right places. When I am done the boys are dressed in khaki shorts, Dominik is wearing a green tee and his brother a light blue one. Wesker has stood up from the chair and heads down stairs, I tilt my head at his back and look between the twins and then back at him.
" Albert it is the weekend, kids do not go to school on the weekend."
He walks back up the steps, " They don't go to school during the summer but ours do."
" They are home-schooled. Let them have the day off jeeze. Besides we have to go to the store today and you are coming with me." I cross my arms and leave no room to debate.
He sighs but comes up all the way from the steps to the basement and stands in the kitchen. "If I wear a bright yellow t-shirt will you keep your mouth shut?"
I snort and roll my eyes, "Albert we are going to the grocery store and I need to talk. You don't even have a yellow shirt."
" I am sure you do."
I laugh at him, " You do know that you are taller then me and therefore any clothing of mine that you put on would be too short. You don't want to wear a belly shirt do you?"
"..." He doesn't say anything just walks away but I know I have won.
" Come on we have to go now."
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" Why are we shopping here? This place is rather cheap." Wesker asks from the passenger side of the car.
" Wesker just because we have money does not mean we have to spend it."
He snorts " Then what are you supposed to do with it?"
" Well... You save it. For collage and other things. Like if you blow the house up or flood the basement." I step out of the car and then to the back to un-buckle the boys.
" Why am I the only one destroying the house?"
" Because you have the secret lab." I tell him matter-of-fact.
He sighs with exasperation. "Come on children." He takes their hands and I follow behind them.
When we get inside the place isn't that badly packed, we get a cart and head down to the fruits section first. I grab some apples and bananas, while the boys grab the oranges. Wesker just stands beside me the whole time and when we move down the aisle he walks along side me and looks over everything.
" You know, I brought us all here so you could find something that you like to eat."
" I know that."
I stop in the soup aisle and look at the cans, the boys go for the chicken soup and the cream of broccoli. They eat rather healthy for little kids, it must be the whole twelve-year-old perspective they have. I get a few cans of some soup chicken noodle, tomato and whatever else sounds good. We head out of that aisle and to the next which is baking goods. The boys get cake mix and frosting, well I actually get the frosting they couldn't reach it. and even cookie cutters.
"We don't have cookie mix." Wesker tells them but he gets the ones on the top for them none the less.
Ladies and other families smile at us and wave. We see other gay couples ( Well we aren't really a couple are we?) and they say that our kids look just like us. Artificial insemination or something like that. Yep we both gave her our sperm and surprisingly we got twins amazing isn't? That is what I tell them. Wesker at that time finds something rather interesting at the other end of the aisle.
When we pass by the glasses and contact lens a thought occurs to me. " Hey what if we got you contact lens?"
" Excuse me?"
" Other people buy certain kinds to change their eye color. We could do the same for you, blue eyes, or green eyes. What do you think?"
The boys stop and look at us and he just looks at me, " What...? Is it a bad idea?"
" Actually no. But I would have to find a dark one in order to fully conceal the red and orange."
I will admit that my ego was a little enlarged when he said that it wasn't a bad idea.
" Well then pick." We walk down the aisle and glance at the different kind. He gets a green one and a darker blue color and we set off to get some milk, bread and other things.
I head off for those things while Wesker lingers in the pharmacy area for what I have no clue. I grab the milk the boys get the eggs and then I get the bread.
"We need more orange juice." Dominik tells me so I grab some.
Wesker walks up to us and he has a small brown bag which I forget about when Dimitri and Dominik rush off to the bakery section and I have to follow them. When we finish there we head to the check-out and I pay the lady the cash and we head home.
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When we get home the boys help me unload the car and put the groceries away, I let P.B. out once more. Dominik looks at the clock and then tells his brother ( who was busy putting the cereal away) that they have another hour until the party.
" Do you want to put these in now?"
Wesker takes the boxes and heads to the bathroom. He is in there for a good three minutes and I don't miss the hiss and cuss as I assume he must have poked his eye or something. When he comes out the glasses are in place and I feel a little sad that they didn't work out. He steps closer into the kitchen and then takes the shades off and to my astonishment he is wearing the green contacts and he looks really good. Great even.
" So?"
" What?" I shake my head.
" Are they alright?"
" Perfect." He nods his head and I turn around I grab all the bags and place them inside each other. I miss that he once again has that little brown bag and takes that upstairs.
When all that is done the boys head to the living room and watch TV I grab the other box of the contact lens and head up the stairs to place it in our bathroom. When I get there he is on the bed and reading a book, he blinks every few seconds.
" You just have to get used to them. If it makes you feel any better I think you look good."
He lowers his book and raises an eyebrow. " If I didn't know any better I'd say that you have a thing for my eyes."
I gulp and turn my head as if I just found some thing rather interesting on that wall. " Well it's a good thing you know better then huh?"
" I suppose, or you could just agree with me." I snap my head in his direction but damn it with the contacts I can't really tell if this is him or the stupid virus taking a hold on him.
" You have to put those in every morning, don't forget." I tell him walking to the bathroom I open up the cabinet in the sink and there is a box that wasn't there before.
I slowly place the blue contacts in the mirror that doubles as a holding area and remove the other box, I head to our room and hold it up for him to see.
" Where did these come from?"
He is trying hard to hold in a smirk. " Well, I recall you saying that it wasn't going to happen without condoms so while at the store I bought some."
" Whoa, wait you did? Not your pent up frustration?"
He lets out a sigh, " Yes Chris, I did. Why are getting so bent out of shape? You said that I wasn't going to get any without those, I got those so now there isn't a problem."
I just sit down on the bed with the box still in my hand, " Oh."
"Oh... Is that all?"
" What else do you want me to say?" I turn to face him on the bed.
" Nothing I suppose." I have a feeling that he is in control but leading me on to believe that it isn't him.
I sigh and stand up placing the box back in its spot I exit the bathroom and head downstairs. The boys are playing silently in the living room, checkers this time.
" Where are you guys getting these games from?"
" Father bought them for us." Dominik answers.
" What other games did he get?"
" Well chess, checkers, connect four...." Dominik replies and then looks to his brother.
" He also got battle ship, Oregon trail, and scrabble." He moves a red checker in the first row and jumps a black one.
" OK, when did he get them?"
" He comes back with them sometimes and when we are bored he goes out and gets them some times."
I just nod my head and look at the time 11:30.
" Are we leaving soon?" Dominik asks as he moves one of his pieces to block Dimitri's checker.
" Yeah at eleven-forty."
" Are you staying there?" Dimitri and Dominik take turns asking and answering my questions. Dimitri scans the board and then moves one of his pecies, it will get jumped but it will allow him to jump the piece back.
" No I don't think so."
" OK." They say together.
I head outside to grab the mail, I set it down on the kitchen counter after flipping through it and throwing out the junk mail. After five minutes I hear the boys packing up the game and Dominik brings it back upstairs to his shared room. I look over to Dimitri who is playing with Polar Bear.
" Did you guys want to get separate rooms?"
" We have thought about it." He says absent mindedly.
" What about changing your room theme?"
He looks up at me, P.B. nudges his hand to keep petting him. " I don't really mind either way."
I nod again and when Dominik comes back down I ask him the same thing.
" I wouldn't mind having my own room, or changing the theme." I check my watch and then nod my head towards the car.
" Ready to go?"
They hop off of the couch and Dimi grabs the present from the cabinet and we all head out to the car.
" Wesker I'm taking the kids to the party." I half-shout it out. Sometimes I forget that he has advanced hearing.
He makes an "Hm" sound. The boys are already in the car and have gotten buckled, I check just to make sure and then I'm pulling out of the driveway and off to Monica's house.
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I pull up to the house with balloons on the mail box and a sign that says 'Happy Birthday Monica'on it I park the car. I get out and undo the seatbelts for them, I hand the package to Dominik and when Dimitri hops out I shut the door and we head up to the front door. Even from out hear I can hear the kids laughing and having a good time, with or without the virus aiding me. Before I knock on the door I bend down and look them straight in the eyes.
"Alright guys I know you already know that you need to be careful I just want to remind you guys. It is easy to forget to hold back when you get caught up in a game."
" We know dad." Dimitri smiles and gives me a hug.
" Yeah dad we will be careful." He hugs me as well and I stand up to knock on the door.
The man with the same head of hair as Monica answers I am pretty sure his name was Garret.
" Hey guys, glad you could make it. Dominik and Dimitri right?"
They nod their heads, he opens the door for them and they look back at me and wave before walking off to where most of the sound is coming from.
" Alright so the party will be over at three."
" OK, I'll be back then." I wave and head back to the car, I hear the door close behind me.
Once inside I take a deep breath and try to relax. I know my know to be careful and to dull it down, I just need to let them grow-up and have friends. I managed to do it, and I would have been fine had that Birkin guy not wiped my mind. I shake my head and start the car, I head back home.
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I pull into the driveway and park the car. I get out and head inside but I can tell that Wesker isn't here, which means he is working in his lab where ever that may be. I look around the place and head up the boys room. They keep it clean and neat, which is the complete opposite of what I pictured twin five year old boys room to look. I head out to go look at the other two rooms that are empty. As I walk out of the room closer to the boys I am taken back to a conversation I had with Wesker. Well it wasn't exactly him and I am not sure if he was serious when he mentioned wanting another kid. I wouldn't mind having another one, I just don't want to give birth to it.
So then another option is adoption or a surrogate, there is actually a couple of options to choose from. The only real problem though would be that the kid would be human and that isn't bad but they might have a hard time grasping why they can't run as fast as Dimitri and Dominik. I'll have to ask him about that when he gets back. I go back down and turn on the TV, there isn't anything else to do. I must have dozed off because the last thing I remember is sitting down on the couch and flipping through the channels. But now I blink awake and I scramble off the couch to check the time and I see that it only been ten minutes. I groan and try to calm my breathing when I hear a ping sound from the kitchen. That is what must have awoken me before. I get into stealth mode, I sniff the air and ... nothing? That is odd. I take a step closer to the opening leading out to the hallway that will take me to the kitchen.
I look behind me and I notice the TV is off. I know I had that on when I sat down. I turn back around and jump back when I come face-to-chest, all black clothing. My eyes travel up then I see Wesker's face and he looks half-amused.
" Are you alright?"
" No, I am not actually. You scared me half to death." I glare at him and then flop down on the couch. " Hey how come I can't smell you?"
" You are blocking it."
I rub my eyes, " How do you know?"
" Your eyes."
I can feel my face crease in confusion, " Care to elaborate?"
" You woke up with a start at a tiny sound that I made when I dropped a staple, that I took out from a letter."
" It sounded louder than that. I thought it was a spoon in the sink. But that still doesn't explain my question or your answer."
" I heard you from the kitchen and I could hear the acceleration of your heartbeat, you panicked probably thinking that you over slept and when you saw that you didn't I could hear you calming down. At that time though I am pretty sure your eyes were that blue and purple color."
I just nod my head, waiting for him to continue cause I still have no idea what he is getting at.
" So then I had thrown another staple out and you heard that noise, got into alert mode but half of you was still calming down. I don't really know how to explain it but its like what I told you the other night about having two personalities, you keep the virus side under control. But since you were startled awake your body doesn't know which side to take and therefore your eyes are brown with a mixture of purple and blue. But it has been fading and now it is almost completely gone."
I blink, and then again. " Oh, Ok. Isn't that kind of dangerous though?"
" Yes I would have to say so. But if you stay calm and not get all weird that shouldn't happen and if it does happen I would try to calm down."
"... How do you know all of this? I mean since your eyes don't ever change back... You know what I mean."
" It is because of the G-virus. It gave you I.S. instead of some deformity I am pretty sure we have gone over this."
I just nod and scratch the back of my head. He turns to leave the room, " Oh wait."
He stops and I stand up from the couch, " Yes?"
" Well since you lied to me and all about not remembering when you get all you know" I make gestures with my hands " Were you kidding when you said that you might want more kids?"
The silence is deafening and I glance around the room not knowing what else to say. " I don't have any actual control on what I say or do, I just have the memory of what happened."
" So that is a no?"
He inhales and lets it out before answering me, " Not necessarily."
" We would have to adopt, or find a surrogate."
" The child would most likely be human." He says lightly as if thinking.
" Most likely? Wesker it would be human, normal I mean. Dimi and Dom are human, you are human and so am I."
" What ever, they wouldn't be like us."
" Is that a problem?"
" Well I could always-" I shove him in the shoulder.
" You are not going to take some child and infect them on purpose with the virus." I roll my eyes at him.
" That wasn't exactly where I was going with that. What I was thinking of is there is bound to be a child in a town that has been over-run by Umbrella's projects. Find a kid there."
" I think if I found a kid with super human strength, I wouldn't turn them into the orphanage."
" You would turn them into your facility and there they would destroy the kids."
" That is not what I am saying." I cross my arms.
" Right but that is what would happen. Some one would find them freak out and destroy them or I don't know people can be rather cruel Chris."
" I would know." I mutter under my breath but I know he heard me.
" Look we don't have to figure this out right now."
" Yeah I know. I wouldn't mind having another kid, maybe a girl."
He just rubs his eyes that are not covered by the glasses and once again I am floored by the green contacts lenses.
" Hey what color were your eyes before?"
He looks at me funny, probably because of the sudden change of topic.
" Why?"
" I just wanted to know."
" You saw them before, in S.T.A.R.S."
" Do you even remember?"
" Blueish gray I think alright?"
" So then why did you go with the green?"
" Because they were darker." He smirks. " You have a thing for my eyes."
I choke on some air and try to get past him he extends an arm out to stop me.
" Wesker come on." I try to get around it but he just tightens his hold and leans closer to me.
" How long till the kids come back?"
I whip my head so I can see his face, but again because of the contact lens I can't tell if this is him or what. He raises an eyebrow at me as he waits for my answer.
" Is this you?"
" Who else would it be?" He sounds a little put off.
" You know what else." I glance at my watch, fifteen minutes have gone by.
He sighs " It is me shall I prove it to you?" He removes his arm from my waist but I don't go.
" No... I have to go get them at three."
He nods his head and schools his expression. I look at him and when he sits down on the couch I give him a look of confusion, and he just closes his eyes.
" What is that not enough time for you or something?" I make a noise in the back of my throat and head to the kitchen to grab something to eat. I scan the cabinet and decide on cereal. It is quick to make and I am really hungry. I grab the cornflakes, then the milk and a bowl. I pour the cereal and milk and sit down at the table, Wesker walks in and sees the milk and cereal still out. He puts them back and I start to eat my lunch.
" I was going to put it away when I was done."
He remains silent and just leans up against the counter, and I continue to eat my cereal. But it is really hard when he just sits there and stares at me.
" Is there something you needed?"
He shakes his head slowly and looks behind me at the wall. I take some bites and chew slowly... He still hasn't left. I swallow and look up at him he seems preoccupied with whatever is on the wall. I look at it and I don't see anything fascinating, I face back around and he is now looking back at me.
" Were you serious?"
He folds his arms over his chest and I have to say, with the dark green eyes he still looks intimidating. He nods his head once and I just give him an 'oh' look and screw my attention onto my cereal. I take a few more bites and chew it slowly before swallowing it and placing my bowl in the sink. I stand there for an awkward moment still not looking at him.
I take in a breath, " Why is this so weird?"
He just shrugs and shakes his head.
" Why won't you talk to me? Oh fuck it isn't you is it?" I can tell he is annoyed and if the glare in his eyes isn't enough to go by the fact that his grip on the counter is causing his knuckles to go white, is.
He darts his tongue out to wet his lips, " Get. Upstairs."
My eyes widen, " Whoa. Mister demanding why do you sound angry? I haven't exactly said no."
" You are still down here."
I let out a laugh that isn't happy, " Where the heck do you get off?"
He stand up from the counter and stalks towards me. I brace myself for anything, like a punch. I barely doge the fist the comes at my face, I push him away from me and head out of the kitchen with him right on my tails. I don't go up the stairs if he thinks we are doing anything now he is sadly mistaken. I glance over my shoulder and see that he has stopped by the foot of the stairs.
" Where are you going?"
" Not up there. You might like being punched at and kicked but I do not."
" Well I am not going to wine and dine your whiny ass. Lets. Go."
My fingers have tightened into a fist of their own accord and now I am pissed. I charge at him and I realize a minute to late that that is what he wanted. With that thought I hesitate and he is able to dodge the attack land a hit of his own into my stomach and I stumble back. He smirks and I flick him off faking a punch and then I shove him so he falls back onto the stairs, he semi-shocked expression is on his face. I go to step over him and he grips my short leg and pulls me down so that I land next to him but a little above him. He grips my leg so that I can't get up and in a second he is above me and stopping me from turning around and knocking that smirk clean off of his face.
" Wesker." I growl out and try to keep my face from rubbing against the carpet covered stairs.
" Up. Stairs." He releases his hold on me and heads up the aforementioned stairs.
I stand up and rub my face that he had managed to drag across the carpet, and then follow him up. When I get to the room he is leaning up against the dresser and he looks ticked. Still.
" Sorry that it took me five seconds to get up here." I growl out.
His arms cross over his chest and holy fuck I don't want to fight him again. My gosh why can't he just say 'lets fuck' and be down with it. I smirk and head over to the bathroom I grab a condom and exit the room I fling it at his head ( with enough force to hurt) and he just blinks but he catches the square package before it hits the ground. I sit down on the bed and take off my shoes rather pissed I toss them behind me in hopes that they connect.
" You are going to break something." At least he sounds a little calmer and not ready to tear my head off.
" Hopefully you."
I don't hear more then feel him right next to me, the rush of air ruffles my hair and then the next minute it is his hand curled around my said hair and yanking my head back. I inhale deeply and glare at him, I throw a punch at him but it is rather hard to do that when I am upside down basically. So instead I grip his shirt and pull him down into a kiss, and he lets go of my hair and when he tries to deepen the kiss with his tongue I bite down on his lip hard enough to make it bleed and he yanks away, hand flying to his lip and that pissed expression is back on his face. I raise my hand and then slowly lower all fingers except the middle one.
When he straightens back up he is smirking and the small trail of blood down his chin and the deep green of his eyes. Damnit I'm hard, and appreantly I have a thing for S & M. He is in right on top of me - when did I lay down on the bed?- and he is ghosting over my skin, which is making everything quite aggrevating. It isn't till I try to move my arms that I notice he is holding them down.
" Wesker." I hate the little whine but I can't help it. He just laughs deep in his throat before he closes the gap and then just as quickly pulls back up again. I let out a growl.
" You aren't going to bite me again are you?"
I thrust my hips up and I love the sound of the sharp breath he takes and I smile at him. " I thought you wanted that."
" Foreplay huh?"
I shrug the best I can manage and he notices that and release my arms which end up around his neck and I am tugging him back down to a heated kiss. I can feel all parts of his body responding and then he is up once more and before I can let a frustrated growl he is removing his shirt and then mine before re-capturing my mouth. I rake my fingers down his back and he arches somewhat up to the action and I let a laugh. He looks down at me and he returns the smirk he leans down and bites my neck, hard enough to open the skin ( and that is saying something considering the virus and all).
The wound I caused him has already healed and the marks on his back as well, but the sight of my blood mixing with his makes it all the more... I don't know. But his pants have got to go and I tell him just that.
" Your pants need to go."
" So do yours." I stands up and undoes his zipper he removes them. I get up on my elbows and snap the button and pull the zipper he thinks I am taking to long and he yanks them off only to crawl back on top and start to kiss. Slower this time but with the same force, teeth gnashing and lips being bruised.
" Wait... you ... don't... have ... the ...condom on." I tell him in between kisses.
He growls but reaches over to the night stand he tears it open with his teeth and the second he has it on. And the rush is back on, no time to waste he slides in.
" What the FUCK!" I grip his shoulders and blood start to swell up under my nails.
He just grunts at the pain but he doesn't move, I try to get my breathing under control. " You can't just... do that..." I gasp out and when he shifts his hips the feeling explodes into that of pleasure.
" Move."
And he does and damn why didn't we do this sooner? My hands travel up to his hair and I can feel the hardness from the gel he uses, but with my bloody fingers and seat it quickly comes loose and I string my fingers through his blond tresses and direct his face so that our lips are crushed together and I let his tongue in the time, battling for dominance and I still think he cheated but he wins. Every time he thrusts the bed hits the back of the wall.
" You are going to break through."
He just laughs and slows his speed down barely and reaches down and grasps my erection and with both feelings and not having sex in awhile I hold on as long as I can but the burning in my stomach gets to strong.
" I'm going to... cum."
He just grunts and once more speeds up and the banging of the headboard against the wall makes me smirk and I can't hold it in anymore. I reach my climax and pretty soon he follows after me. He lays down on top of my both of us sweat soaked and breathing heavy. I remove my fingers from his hair and they faint tinge of red in his hair and on his chin makes him look like a true animal. But those contact lenses make him look human and he gives me a weird look that I just answer with a lazy smile and gently bring his head back down and we kiss. A nice kiss, no tongue and that is ok. He pulls out and rolls over breathing fine again and I notice that I feel like I could run a mile five times.
" We shouldn't wait so long next time."
" That would be your fault... dear." He turns his head to me and I can tell that he isn't being sarcastic with that last word.
I just smile at him and turn on my stomach, there is a brief pain but I can tell my body is already healing. " Is that why you just dive in?"
" Excuse me... No, I really just couldn't wait."
" Hm."
He rubs his face and then stands up walking over to the bathroom, he removes the condom and tosses it in the waste basket and lays back down.
" You need a shower, you have blood all over you."
" Whose fault is that once again?"
Heh, " You are the one that didn't prep me."
He rolls his eyes at the remark " Are you going to bring that up every time? Because in all honesty I don't see the need to, you heal quite fast."
I scoff, " That is not the point. At all. Wesker it hurts."
" I told you earlier that I wasn't going to wine and dine you."
I reach behind me and bring back a pillow that I whack him in the face with it and he lets out a disgruntled noise but doesn't retaliate.
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At three o'clock I pull up to the house Wesker ( after he showered of course and out on new clothing) is sitting in the passenger side. I hit his arm and motion for him to get and go get the kids. He lets out a huff but gets out, other parents are already heading up there and he tries his best to aviod any conversation. A friendly head nod and a forced grin is all they get and than the door opens and it is David who answers. He calls out to the kids that their parents are here. Three kids come and thank Monica for inviting them and I hear her tell them that she was glad they could make it. They each go to their parents and head to the car and then I see Dimi and Dom come to the door, treat bags in hand and smiles upon their faces. They thank her and she pulls them into a hug and says she is glad they could come and that she would like to play again some other time. They agree and then wave at David who waves back before rushing to the car Wesker walking calmly after them. I open the door for them and they scramble inside, quickly buckling up and I raise an eyebrow at their behavior.
" Is something up guys?"
" What no, we just had a lot of sugar" Dominik replies literally bouncing in his seat.
Wesker opens the door and sits down buckling up I laugh at them and drive home.
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Woo, this is over 7,000 words. I am not that great at writing detailed sex scenes but I hope this was alright.
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