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1- Training
2- Savior
3- Torture
4- Against The Wall
5- Anal Beads
6- Berries
7- First Time
8- You Win
9- Scars
10- A Loving Gaze

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He let out a puff of air as he was thrown roughly on the ground. Barely managing to avoid the foot coming down on his face he rolled over getting back to his feet. "Damn Redfield… you're not messing around." He ducked to avoid the hook. "I told you I wasn't going to go easy on you." The blonde scoffed before going into a back handspring, managing to get some distance from the bigger man.

Chris looked at him stunned for a moment before closing in again, this time using uppercuts. He leaned too far back causing him to land on his back. Chris was closing in on him again so he acted fast, sticking his foot out and kicking the other man. Chris looked at him, anger clear on his face. "What are you doing? I told you not to fight back… only dodge or block." He got to his feet, brushing his hands on his pants.

"What's the point of training if I can't fight back?" Chris got to his feet as well, sending him an annoyed look "That's the point of training… if you ever get into a situation where you can't fight back." The younger man scoffed, rolling his eyes before placing his hands on his hips. "Do you want to switch? You can be on offense." Leon closed the distance between them, getting on his tippy toes to plant a small kiss on the man's lips. "You make it sound like we're playing football."

He walked slowly backwards, lowering his hips into a stance. "Alright… let's switch." Chris eyed him up before getting into his own stance. Leon closed the distance between them landing a swift roundhouse kick, but missing. He leaned back slightly sending a swift kick after kick, missing each time. Leon slowed himself down a little… he was getting slightly tired. Leon switched to punches, punch after punch was blocked by the palm of Chris's palm. The blonde landed a swift kick to Chris's arm, the olderman staggering back. "What's wrong Redfield? Catch you by surprise?"

Rolling his arms he got back in position. "You could say that." He sent a right hook getting blocked. Reaching out his left hand he gripped Chris's hand, yanking him down as he sent a swift right kick twirling and landing a right kick. Missing the first but he struck the second right into Chris's abdomen, sending him to his knees. "Are you letting me win Redfield?" Chris staggered back to his feet holding his abdomen. "No."

He ran forward again, his shirt riding up from the speed as he landed a kick to Chris's hamstring, causing a right hook to come his way, barely managing to dodge it. "Are we fighting back now?" The other man ignored his question as he sent a straight punch, Leon rolling to the side to dodge. He sent punches and kicks back, they both were missing. A sharp breath was let out of his lips as Chris tried tackling him, he gripped his hands into Chris's t-shirt on his back, holding the man up.

Knee after knee was jabbed into Chris's abdomen, but a sharp hand grabbing his ass stopped him. He let the man go, falling to the floor with the man on top of him. Leon's breath hitched when he felt the other trailing kisses down his neck. "Chris what has gotten into you?" Big hands grabbed his thighs, squeezing. "These." A little moan escaped his lips as Chris sucked on his pulse. "Did my legs distract you… are they that sexy?"

"They are the sexiest part of your body." He ran a hand down Chris's back, squeezing his ass when he got there. Chris's breath hitched when he wrapped a leg around his waist, more skin showed as the end of his shorts rode up. He felt a hand run up his leg, going far under the shorts. The feeling of those fingers nearing further up made his dick hard… but he was a man on a mission. He knew Chris wouldn't expect it so he tightened his leg around Chris's waist and used the leverage to roll them over. The blonde rolled his hips against the older man’s, smirking. "Looks like I won Redfield."

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His feet carried him, a little tough through the sand, but still carried him. Arms straining as he held the other man in his arms. Eyes burning from the smoke coming from the boat. Heart throbbing at the sight of the man in his arms. There was blood running down the other man’s leg, sharp spikes peaking out. Gently he laid the other onto the sand, avoiding the bad leg. “Leon you're going to be ok…I’m going to check out your leg ok?” A kevlar gloved hand reached out to stroke Leon’s cheek.

“I’m going to have to cut through your pants.” Pulling his knife from its holster he got to work, pulling the blonde’s pant leg gently away from the skin to cut, thankful he wasn’t wearing jeans. “You just want to see me without my pants.” He spared a look at Leon, the usual blue eyes were fading to a dark gray, even at a time like this, this guy can still crack jokes. “Maybe some other time.” Slowly he started pulling the material through the spikes, stopping as the blonde let out a hiss.

This isn’t going to work, he looked at the situation before turning to Leon. “I’m going to have to pull these spikes out of you…in order to get the rest of your pants off.” Leon looked at him before laying his head back on the sand. “Knock yourself out.” He turned back to the leg, slowly grabbing a spike. “Let me know if you need me to stop.” The other let out a grunt as he started pulling. An ear piercing scream filled his ears as he pulled the spike through Leon’s skin. This is only one, how will he last through the rest?

The spike came out smoothly, he pulled it up to his face, eyeing the sharp needle point, it was whatever the sea serpent they just fought was thrown at them. A sharp intake of breath pulled him back to the current matter. His hand reached up to grip Leon’s cheek again. “Hey you're doing great, only about 5 more.” Leon huffed again, eyes locking with Chris’s. “Hurts like a bitch.” Leon’s hand reached up to cover Chris’s the blonde’s fingers grazing over the material of the glove, over his own fingerless ones.

“Are you ready for me to continue?” A sharp nod was his go ahead so he reached back over grabbing the next spike and pulling, this time harder so he could get this over faster. He saw the other man cover his mouth as he let out another bloody scream. The look of pain over Leon’s face broke his heart, he just wanted to hold him and tell him this wasn’t happening right now. As soon as that one was out he started the next one.

That one was out just as fast. He took a break to look over at the blonde, breathing hitching at what he saw. Both his hands this time reached out, cupping Leon’s face. “Hey, hey, Leon… Stay with me, you need to keep your eyes open.” “I can’t, the pain… it's unbearable.” “I understand that but you need to stay with me, you can't slip into unconsciousness.” The blonde's head laid back once again on the sand with a thud.

“Leon!” Without thinking he surged forward, planting his lips on Leon’s. The blonde's eyes shot open at the action, a small noise escaping his lips. Chris pulled back a second later, laying his forehead on the other’s. “See? That's why you have to stay with me and keep your eyes open.. Because you don’t know how I feel yet… and I am going to get us out of here so I can take you out to dinner.” He felt the blonde’s breath on his lips as the other man chuckled. Leon pulled him back into a quick kiss before pulling away again, locking their eyes.

“Hurry.” Chris nodded at him before pulling away and going back to the leg. The next spike came just as easy as the one before, but a pained groan made him look up. “Leon! What did I say!...You need to stay with me!” The blonde’s head was raised as Chris cupped his cheeks. There was no sign of life in Leon’s face, he wouldn’t even open his eyes. He reached out for a pulse, finding nothing. “Leon? Leon! Damn it!” Dropping the others head back down gently he went back to the spikes.

He pulled the last two shards out quickly then wrapped the cuts in a cloth he had before picking the blonde up bridal style. His feet picked up again heading to their rendezvous point. The sound of propellers filled his ears as he got closer. Their ride was here! “Leon, we're getting out of here… if you can hear me…hang in there.” His feet dug into the sand as he struggled to run on the beach.

The helicopter came into sight, running faster as soon as he saw it. Hands took Leon from him as he himself pushed them away as he was being checked out. “He’s not breathing!”. You better not die on me! Stepping into their ride he sat across from where the doctor had Leon laying, hands in his hair, elbows on his knees. Tears threatened to escape at the thought of him losing the blonde. I didn’t even tell him how I felt. The next thing he knew there were people surrounding the blonde as the commotion went on. The next words he heard had him rising to his feet, running right over to the man he loved. “We have a pulse!”

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His arms and legs were bound to the chair, three men circled him beating him every time he said something they didn’t like. “Now Leon, I’m going to ask you this again… Will you help us get rid of the president?.” He sneered again, head faced to the floor. “Go fuck yourself.” A piercing scream ripped from his mouth as that bat came down hard on his knee cap again. Doubling over the chair, he panted in pain.

“There will be more of that to come if you don’t be a good boy and join us.” Gritting his teeth, he balled his hands into fists. “Why do you want the president dead?” “Because he is a no good piece of shit… he’s not fit to run this country!” Leon felt the man’s saliva on his face as he screamed in his face. Gritting his teeth in pain he felt his head being lifted roughly by his hair. “And who is?...You?... You're a bigger piece of shit then he is.”

His head snapped to the side with the force of the slap that was laid on his cheek. Leon’s chin was gripped tightly to bring him back around. “You better fucking watch what you say blondie… or I won’t be so nice next time.” He ripped his chin from the man’s hand, sneering at him. “I don’t know boss… I think we should keep him.” His hair was gripped again by Johnson this time, he knew Johnson, the bastard was a creep.

Johnson leaned in, licking a stripe up his ear. His stomach twisted in disgust at the action as he headbutted the other man. Johnson stumbled back holding his nose as blood seeped through his fingers. He was stopped however when he went to charge at Leon until Claudio stuck his arm out. “You better thank boss blondie… or you would have been on the ground by now.” A breath left his lips as he chuckled. “How lucky of me.”

Claudio made his way back to Leon, bending down to hold eye contact with him. “You better knock it off with the smart talk… or you're really going to be hurting.” He broke eye contact to look over at Hahn. “Yeah? Like your buddy Hahn here?” “You son of a bitch!” His cheek flared with pain as he was struck on the cheek with the bat again. Twisting his head, he spat blood at Hahn's feet, grazing his shoe.

Claudio stuck his arm out, this time stopping Hahn from jumping him. “Come on boss, let’s just fucking end him… we don’t need him.” “I think we should have some fun before we end him.” “Enough! Both of you! We are not ending him or having fun… for now… we need him to get to the president.” Claudio walked back over to him, leaning down to his height again. “Then after that… you boys could do whatever you’d like to him.”

He may have made a mistake as he spit in the man’s face but he didn’t care. His cheek stung again, of course as he was backhanded again. “That’s It! I’ve had about enough of your crap!” Blue eyes watched as Claudio stepped closer to him, angling his chair to face a wall size mirror. “Boys!” He watched as Johnson and Hahn stepped out of the room. Footsteps filled the room as Claudio circled around him, stopping behind him.

He hissed as his hair was being pulled again, holding him in place. “All you had to say Leon was yes!... That’s all you had to say but… I think I have something that will make you change your mind.” Blue eyes watched as a light was flipped on in front of him, guess that mirror wasn’t a mirror. His throat went dry as he saw a person shirtless but not just any person strapped to a chair. Johnson and Hahn were standing behind the man as they lifted his head up, eyes locking with Leon’s. “No! Let him go!” His head tried to turn but the hand in his hair prevented it.

“Claudio, don't hurt him please.” Tears filled his eyes as the two other men walked over to a table, Hahn picking up brass knuckles. “Oh Leon… Just say yes and we won’t lay a finger on him.” His eyes squeezed shut to keep the tears from falling. “You bastard! Why did you bring him into it! You want me, not him!” Hahn was now making his way to the other man, fist raised up.

“This is true… I don’t want him… but you do, so will it be a yes Leon?” “Fuck You!” He screamed as he watched Hahn’s fist come down over the man's face. “Chris!” Tears were slipping through his eyes as he watched fist after fist come down on his lover's face. “Please! Stop!” Claudio raised his hand, Hahn stopping mid punch to pull back. “We will stop Leon… just say yes.” Shaking his head, he blinked away tears as his eyes locked with Chris’s.

Another tear rolled down as Chris mouthed ‘I love you’ to him. “No… Chris.” Johnson walked over to the table next, picking up a whip. He circled Chris till he stopped behind the man. The loud slap of the whip connecting with his boyfriend’s back filled his ears. Chris doubled over, grunting loudly as hit after hit landed on his back, feeling blood come to the surface. The chair rocked as Leon screamed for the man to stop. He was going to break the chair if he didn’t stop rocking so violently.

“Stop!! You mother fucker!! Claudio!! I am going to fucking kill you!!” The man stopped the brutal attacks, stepping to the table to lay the whip on it. His head hung low as his hair was let loose, blue eyes watching as Claudio cut the tape covering his feet and hands to the chair. “Don’t try anything… or Redfield is really going to get it.” He rested his arms against the arm rests, sobbing gently. “Leon… one word… this is your last chance… say it.”

He continued sobbing into himself, watching as Hahn picked up an electric shock device. “No.” He cried silently as he watched, helplessly. Hahn shook the devices against each other before laying them on Chris’s chest. “I’ll do it!... I’ll help you kill the president.” The device was taken off of Chris’s chest, the man exhaling with relief. “See Leon.. that wasn’t so hard but… I’m just not a fair man.” The blonde's screams filled the room as that device was placed back on his boyfriend’s chest, his body shaking violently “I love you!!!”

He screamed louder as he was being lifted off the chair and thrown on the bed behind him. Struggling for breath as he was being choked. Black spots were filling his eye sight as he felt himself slipping into unconsciousness. The last thing he heard was the sound of tape ripping before he was out cold. A hand on his shoulder shaking him gently woke him up. He gasped loudly, backing away from the touch. “Leon! Hey… It’s me.”

Tears formed in his eyes again as his heart ached. “Chris?” He sobbed, throwing his body into the other man’s, kissing him on the lips. Arms wrapped around him, holding him protectively as he was being lifted off the bed. “How? Wh-” “Shh… everything’s going to be ok.” He winced as pain shot through his bad knee. Chris lifted him up bridal style, eyes catching a glimpse of Claudio’s body on the floor, puddle of blood under him. Blue eyes shot back up to Chris’s face, brows furring at the bruises on his face. “How did you get free?”

He winced as he brought a hand around the man’s back, pulling back momentarily at the flinch the man let out, face scrunching at the blood on his hand. “I’m just that good.” A chuckle left his lips as he laid his head on a broad shoulder. “That tape wasn’t enough to hold you was it?” “Nope.” “Tsk! Amateurs.” His right hand ran down the man’s naked chest. “We need to get your back checked out.” A kiss was placed on the top of his head as Chris started walking. “Yeah, and your knee.” He caught a glimpse of Hahn and Johnson’s lifeless bodies in the next room as Chris walked out of the room. “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

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Both men panted into each other's mouths as their lips locked. Leon felt his vest rubbing against the wall that he was pressed against, moaning loud as big hands squeezed his ass. Chris felt his muscles straining as he held Leon against the wall, the blonde’s legs wrapped around him. His combat pants were wrapped around the curve of his ass as he grazed against the blonde’s prostate. Leon’s fingerless glove tightened in the brunette’s hair as he felt teeth dig in through his blue dress shirt into his shoulder.

“I can’t believe you talked me into doing this.” A slight part of him wanted to feel bad about having Helena wait outside but he also didn’t want to pass this up. His dress pants were hanging off one leg, rocking back and forth as his back was pressed into the wall. Grumbling to himself as he reached up to plant a kiss onto Chris’s lips, he had to actually put effort into it since Chris’s vest was putting a very unneeded space between them.

“I couldn’t help myself when I saw you in those tight pants that show way too much of this.” He gasped again as his ass was squeezed. Pushing himself down onto the cock, he whimpered as his prostate was grazed. He wanted to end this fast so they can both get to their respective missions. “This is not a quickie, a quickie is five minutes tops… not ten!” A particular hard thrust had him groaning into Chris’s mouth.

“Awww, did that hurt?” Sneering at Chris he rolled his hips against the other man’s. “Just a little.” Chris pressed him harder into the way so he could get a deeper angle. The new angle hitting deliciously against his prostate. The blonde raked his fingers into the other man’s scalp, rolling his hips along with the thrusts. Chris wrapped his hand around a thigh, lifting him up a bit higher, gloved fingers digging into the pale skin.

“I’ll tell you what… If I can make us cum within three minutes… I’ll let you do whatever you want when we're back home.” The blonde’s nails dug harder into the other’s scalp as another rough thrust was grazed against that spot. “Are you sure you want that?” His hands trailed down to broad shoulders as he was rocked against the wall. Leon moaned out in pain as he once again thrusted hard into him. "Couldn't be more sure." The blonde threw his head back against the wall making a loud thud. "Fuck! Chris."

"What? Am I fucking you too hard baby?" Another hard thrust after another followed, Leon screeching loudly as the other man's dick hit so far up in him. "You fucking asshole… your sleeping on the couch for a month!" Chris's cock rubbed against his insides roughly as he kept up the rough thrusts. Leon knew he was doing this on purpose to get them to cum faster, a little pain always equaled pleasure.

"Fuck yeah! Fuck me baby!" Leon knew he wasn't going to be able to walk after this. Running his hands through the brown hair again he yanked. Trailing kisses down Chris's neck, inhaling the man's sweat. The older man let out an animalistic growl before lifting the blonde's legs up, laying his hands flat against the wall and pistoned into him. He was holding Leon's weight up by just his forearms, veins visible as his muscles flexed.

"You like when I fuck you like this? Holding you against the wall leaving you nowhere to go?... your a fucking slut… blondie." Leon tossed his neck back at the nickname. Yelping when he felt teeth graze his neck. "I think your the slut… can't go one mission without fucking me." He moaned loudly as his prostate was abused roughly, the other man's cock getting stuck on it. "OW! Chris!... easy." Chris angled his thrusts away from his prostate, still grazing it though.

"I'm close Leon." Running his hands lovingly through brown locks he rolled his hips along with Chris's. "Me too… come on… let's cum together." They rocked against each other as Chris's thrusts sped up, rubbing along the other man's sweet spot. He dug his teeth into pale skin as he felt his load shoot through him into the other's tight heat. Leon was just on the brink of orgasm, the other's cock grazing his prostate just a few more times should put him over the edge. Digging his nails back into the brown locks again he held on tight as he waited, but a knock on the door ended their fun. "Leon, we need to go now… Simmons is on the move."

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The sound of a cap being popped open filled the room. The blonde man was on his knees, face gently pressed into the softness of the pillows. His pale legs were spread wide enough to show his little pucker. Hands twisted in soft silk sheets, shaking in nerves. He let out a soft moan as he felt a gentle brush against his hole. "You're so sexy Leon." A choke moan escaped when the first rubber bead was pressed inside. One big calloused hand stroked his ass cheek, caressing softly.

The second was going in just as smoothly, his back arched at the feeling. "Chris." A calloused hand reached around to hold his hand. He laced their fingers gripping just tight enough to not hurt. Pulling the older man's hand up he pressed little kisses against their conjoined knuckles. A loud moan sharply spilled out into their hands as he felt a larger bead this time graze his prostate. "Feeling good baby?"

A hum escaped his lips and he nodded his head. Chris pushed the beads in further, grazing against his prostate again. His rim was being stretched around each bead as they entered him. The thought of what they were doing was so naughty but so hot. "I'm so glad you asked me to do this Leon… you look so fucking sexy." His lips parted against the older man's knuckles. "It feels soooo good Chris." The older man let go of the hoop, running his hand up and down the blonde's back.

"You are doing so well baby… I told you you were nervous for nothing… now your fucking enjoying it." He chuckled softly, pressing one last kiss to Chris's knuckles before pulling his hand away to twist in the sheets again. "Do you want to see if you can take more?" Blonde hair whipped around to look into Chris's eyes, nodding at him before turning around again. Thick fingers went back to the hoop, pushing in slowly again, watching as the blonde's back arched once again, gasping into the air.

He was falling apart just on the beads alone, he didn't even touch himself yet. The feeling was just too good. Blue eyes shot up as he felt the brunette's fingers trailed down to the spot between his anus and balls, pressing into the skin. "Chris!" A soft kiss was pressed to one of his globes before pressing harder. "Fuck! Hah." His knee tailed further up the bed from the contact. "Do you want to turn it on?... want to feel it against your prostate?"

His head was thrown up and down as he nodded his head. "Use your words baby… or I'm not giving you anything." A whine ripped from the back of his throat as he shoved his head back into the pillow. His head went flying back up however when a hard slap stung his ass. "I'm not moving my hand unless you say you want it." "Chrisss…" Chris knew him too well… knew to take advantage of him in this state… this state that no one else sees him in but Chris.

"Please… please turn it on… I wanna feel it…wanna cum." A deep chuckle sprang from the older man's lips. He let out a choked moan as he felt the vibration of the bead right against his prostate. His knees falling to the mattress themselves, he couldn't hold himself up anymore. The bed dipped as his boyfriend planted himself next to him, pulling him onto his side. The blonde felt his dick getting even more hard when the bigger man laid his chest against his back as they laid on their sides.

Chris's hand gripped Leon's thigh, lifting it to the blonde's chest as he trailed his hand down to stroke his cock. The blonde's fingers wrapped around the man's arm that was pumping him. He was so close, he just wanted to cum so badly. Lips brushed against Leon's ear as the man whispered seductively into it. "I'm going to turn the power up… I want to see you cum undone for me… you're so hot Leon."

A loud scream ripped itself from his lips as he felt the vibrations pick up unbelievably fast… his body was lightly spasming at the force of them. "Chris!... I can't… it's too much!" The brush of lips were tingling his ear as the man continued to pump his cock. "Shhh baby… I'm right here… you're doing so great." His heart warmed at the praise as he threw his head back onto a broad shoulder. Chris sped his hand up faster, his stomach twisting as the vibrations on his prostate were getting to be too much. "Chris I'm so close… keep going." The hand on his cock sped up even more, gasping at the naughty words coming out of the man's mouth. "After this… I'm going to clean you up real good, squeaky and clean… then I'm going to make you dirty again… have you cumming all over our sheets… I'm going to hold you down and make you take whatever I give you until you can't handle it anymore and you're begging me to stop." The next thing he knew he was screaming out the other man's name as he shot all over the man's hand

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The sun beat down on him as he made his way through the fields, sneakers scuffing on dirt. A muscle shirt and shorts still weren't enough to help with the ungodly heat at this hour. The smell of fresh air however made up for it. He needed to get out, being cooped up in his office all day was starting to make him go crazy. You would think being captain of Alpha Team would come with more breaks, evidently not.

"Chris! Over here! Look at these." He was dragged to go berry picking with his boyfriend, but the look on the blonde's face erased away all the annoyance. A smile broke out on his face as he watched the blonde waving his hands in the air to get his attention. The blonde woke up this morning saying "It is a perfect day for berry picking, let's go babe!" He of course could care less about going but he loved making his boyfriend happy.

Brown eyes looked at the ground as he moved his feet, walking over to Leon. Footsteps came to a stop as he stood next to the crouched blonde. "Chris! Look how ripe these are! I bet they taste delicious." Smiling once again he crouched down next to Leon, taking In the strawberry bush. "Help me pick some that are ripe… bright red just like this." The blonde smiled at him before digging back into the trees. Leon had no idea that he didn't give a damn about the berries or the color or the texture.

Instead of looking at the berry in the blonde's hand he was actually looking past the berry into ocean blue eyes. So much excitement filled those eyes that he had no idea that Chris was looking at him fondly. Thick fingers reached out, pushing strands of leaves aside to dig for ripe strawberries. A bright shade of red caught his eye, reaching out he plucked it from the vine. "Babe that one is good!" The berry was taken from his fingers and dropped into a little basket the blonde was holding.

His eyes lingered on the smile that broke out on Leon's face again, this time the blonde noticed. "What?" Both men smiled at each other as they crouched in front of one another. He reached up, brushing a strand of hair behind Leon's ear. "I just love seeing you happy." A hearty chuckle left the blonde's lips before he reached forward brushing his lips against Chris's. "Well I'm happy when I'm with you… so I'm always happy." He chuckled himself as he closed the distance between them, leaving a peck on the blonde's lips before pulling back.

"Alright let's go back to your berry picking." Leon stood up, pulling Chris up with him before pulling him along to the other end of the field. "Let's go pick some blackberries… we have enough strawberries for now." Nodding he allowed himself to be pulled by the smaller man. He wasn't going to admit how he was staring at the blonde's ass on the way there. When they got there the blonde pulled away from him, running into the fields. "Chris look!! I love black berries!!"

Another chuckle escaped as he followed to catch up to the younger man. The blonde was like a little kid in a toy store. He kneeled down next to Leon searching for black berries this time. Pushing aside the leaves and vines he didn't see any that looked appealing. "Babe… I'm not seeing any that look good." Leon was looking through his own bush not finding any other. "Yeah me neither maybe we need to go to a different section."

He looked around the other bushes none were really appealing except for this one that was on the far end. Picking his feet up he made his way over, plopping down on his knees to start digging. A particular big one really caught his eye, he leaned foward plucking it from the vines. There were more that were deep down into the bush. He had to put effort in to push aside vines to grab the most appealing ones.

Anything to make his blonde boyfriend happy. Getting to his feet he made his way back to Leon, the blonde looking up at him as he got closer. "Baby… look." Blue eyes lit up as he scooped the berries from Chris's hands into the basket. "Babe! These are great! Thank you!" He smiled as the other man got on his tippy toes to kiss him on the lips. Their lips lingered for a moment longer before they pulled away.

"I think this should be enough… I can go home and make that pie for you now." Brown eyes widened in excitement. "I didn't know you wanted to come here for that… I thought you just wanted to get out of the house." His hand was taken into a smaller one, fingers interlocking. "No silly… I wanted to make you something special since I know your off this weekend. I know you love pie." The blonde yelped as he was lifted in the air and spun around.

Chris held him in his arms before placing him back on his feet. "There is no pie you could make that I would ever love more than you." The blonde laid his hand on his cheek, brushing over his stubble. "Oh Chris… your so sweet… now let's go home." He wrapped a hand around the blonde's waist pulling them toward the exit counter. "When we get home I'm going to show you how much I love you." The blonde giggled at the remark but slapping Chris's hand when he went to sneak a Strawberry. "Chris! We need to pay for those."

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Both men were sprawled out naked on the bed. The bigger man on top, as their lips locked. Quiet little moans filled the air as the blonde man was getting riled up by the second. He would be lying if he said he wasn’t afraid, he’s never had anything up there before. The bigger man on the other hand was feeling more nervous than the other man. He was worried that he was going to do something wrong, he didn’t want to bring any pain to the blonde, but he wasn’t going to lie… he really wanted this. He let out his own moan as the blonde’s tongue slid against his.

“Hmmm, Chris.” Leon’s hands were running through Chris’s raven hair, slim fingers trailing through the strands. The agent pulled the other man closer by his hair, deepening their kiss as he tilted his head. Lips wrapped around his bottom lip, pulling just slightly till it made a pop sound. Chris laid his hands on the other’s cheeks, stroking his fingers against the stubble. Those hands were holding his face gently, caressing his skin. His own gripped the other’s strands tenderly. “Leon.” His breaths were getting higher in pitch as the older man broke away from the lip locking.

Brown eyes locked with blue as the older man rolled his hips against the blonde’s. He threw his head back against the pillow, lips parted in pleasure. A hand trailed to Chris’s thigh, gripping tightly as their dicks rubbed along each other. His thighs were rubbing against Chris’s as the other man circled his hips. The bed shifted as Chris shimmied himself backward, leaning down till his lips were pressed against the blonde’s cock.

A choked gasp left his throat as he felt lips wrap around his head, sucking gently. His neck was straining as he kept his head lifted, eyes watching as Chris opened his lips wider taking him in inch by inch. Leon brought his left arm up, tucking it into the pillow behind him as he twisted his head, panting softly into his bicep. The soldier spread his fingers over the agent’s abs, armpit resting on Leon’s thigh. He whimpered softly, breath brushing his skin as Chris ran his tongue along the undervein of his cock. Hiking his leg up he laid his foot flat on the bed, bent at the knee. His right arm reached down, running his fingers along the skin of the other man’s shoulder blade as Chris bobbed his head.

His breath hitched when he felt a finger gently rubbing against his ass. Not pushing, just stroking gently around his anus, tracing a circle around his hole. Whining into his arm he felt those fingers applying a little more pressure before landing on his hole, pushing gently. Blonde strands landed on the pillow again when he felt the pads of Chris’s fingers enter. He reached over, grabbing the bottle of lube on the other end of the bed that was waiting for whenever he was ready, throwing it at Chris. “Chris… I’m ready, be gentle… please?”

Chris pulled off him with a pop, pulling his fingers back to grasp the bottle. “I promise.” The older man popped the cap before pouring a good amount of lube onto his fingers. Chris trailed his fingers down, locking his eyes with Leon. “I’m going to go slow, let me know if you need a break… okay?” He nodded weakly before laying his head back on the pillow. His eyes closed as he felt a wet finger tracing around his rim again, pressing softly. The touch was able to calm him down enough for the other man to enter his middle finger.

His face scrunched as the finger was pushed in slowly, no pain it was just very uncomfortable. It felt good though, just the thought of what they were doing. A shaky breath escaped his lips when he felt the man’s knuckle against his skin. Chris wiggled his finger a bit, smiling when he grazed against a small bump in the agent’s body. Aiming his finger to graze that spot the older man shifted his finger, rubbing against the blonde’s prostate with each stroke. A sharp intake of breath caught the soldier’s attention. “Feeling good?”

Blue eyes met brown as Leon nodded, tugging his bottom lip between his teeth. “Ready for another?” He hummed, forcing himself to relax when he felt the second finger against his rim. A smaller hand trailed down to lace with a bigger hand as Chris inched the second finger in. Chris gripped his hand tenderly as he made it to the knuckle. Leons breath turned to pants as he felt himself being stuffed. Blue eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt them caress his spot again.

Those fingers fucked in and out of him as he felt the wet digits graze against his insides. The pleasure was building up as he felt his prostate getting more sensitive. He sent a hand down, grasping at Chris’s wrist. “Chris, I think I’m ready.” The fingers inside him stopped briefly as the man they were attached to smiled fondly at him. “Yeah?” He nodded eagerly, tossing the packaged condom at the soldier. Wincing as those fingers grazed against him one last time before retreating.

Blue eyes watched in anticipation as his boyfriend tore off the packet and rolled the condom onto his girth. The cap opened again as the lube was being squirted into the man’s cock. Chris leaned over him, hands bracketing his head as he felt the man’s cock graze against his rim. “Ready?” A quiet yeah made its way out of his throat as he wrapped his arms around the man’s neck. “Don’t forget to relax and breathe, okay baby… I'll stop if you need me to.” “I know babe, I trust you… now shut up and make love to me.”

Leon ran his hands lovingly through Chris’s hair but tightened when he felt the other man push in. He trailed his hand down Chris’s arm, tightening as the man was about three inches in. “Wait!... Can you stay just like that… for a minute.” The other man leaned himself over Leon, wrapping his arms around Leon’s head against the bed, right hand stroking through his blonde locks. “Of course.”

He gave himself a little, not used to being so full, he was starting to love the feeling though, just knowing it was the other man doing it made it even more special. “Okay, you can move.” His hands shakingly ran up the broad back, fingers caressing the skin softly. Chris made sure they were pressed as close as possible before pulling out and pushing back in. Leon moaned softly as the man’s head brushed against his prostate on every thrust in and out.

Both men were unable to feel enough of each other as they held each other closely. Their hips pressed, connecting each time Chris pushed back in. The older man’s arms curved around the blonde’s head, covering him protectively, while Leon’s hands gripped Chris’s back, holding firmly to keep him in place. He gasped out as his prostate was hit roughly. Foreheads gently pressed together as Chris pushed in slowly but passionately. Their eyes were filled with so much love and pleasure for the other as they locked, gaze intense as Chris reangled his thrusts, causing Leon to close his eyes in bliss. The older man was unable to look away as he stared at the blonde’s face, full of awe as he watched it twist in pleasure.

"C-Chris." The blonde stuttered, breath hitching as he held on tightly when his prostate was grazed again. Hearing his boyfriend softly panting next to his ear was really turning him on, everything was so hot at the moment. "Ah!" A choked gasp escaped as Chris thrusted a little too hard. The blonde gripped even tighter when the other was speaking filthy words right into his ear. "Fuck! Hah! You feel amazing leon… so fucking hot." His breath hitched as his cheeks flushed at Chris's words.

"Do you like that baby?... like my cock filling you like this?" He was too overwhelmed to speak, all he could do was rake his nails down Chris's back as his breath was stolen from pleasure. Low reverent murmurs ended up escaping his pretty lips, choked breaths of 'yes' and 'more'. Chris reached a calloused hand to delicately stroke along the soft skin of his thigh.

Feather light touches caressed his skin as he held firm and strong onto his boyfriends back. Hands tightening into the skin as he felt his prostate getting harder with each thrust. The familiar coil in his stomach was coming but this time it felt different, it held more passion than any other of his orgasm buildups. "Chris, I think I'm going to cum." His back arched and his body trembled as he felt a hand grip his cock, pumping him in slow, long strokes. "Me too." Firm grips accompanied with harsh thrusts as both men sent loving gazes to each other. The blonde felt himself getting closer when Chris reverently whispered sweet nothings into his ear.

The older man went tense and boneless as he felt the blonde's walls clench down on him, bringing him closer to the edge. He threw his head back as he felt his orgasm shoot through him with a cry of Leon's name. The sensation and warmth of Chris's cum rubbing against his prostate was enough to send him over as well. He trailed his hands up to Chris's hair gripping tightly as he pumped his cock. His limbs quivered and shuddered in pleasure as his orgasm shook him. Leon writhed and tried to curl up as he felt himself cum harder than he's ever had before, screaming Chris's name.

He spilled onto Chris's hand as he pumped him through his orgasm. Chris pulled out of him to pull the condom off and laid himself next to Leon, pulling him close to his chest. "That was amazing, you are amazing Leon." The blonde couldn't form any words he was panting heavily, clinging to his boyfriend. Chris rubbed up and down his back, murmuring comforting words into his ear. As he finally calmed himself down he planted kisses on Chris's cheek, stroking his hand down the man's chest. "You were amazing too… I loved it and I love you." They held each other close as sleep consumed them, the blonde slipping before the other. "I love you too."

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"Chris!"

The scream of his name startled him, looking over in the direction of his lover. His heart throbbed at the sight. Leon was being restrained by Maria, the woman's hand around the brunette's throat. Holding his chin secure to make sure he watched every single moment unfold. He knew Leon could get out of the hold if he needed to but they weren't exactly in the best situation at the moment. If anything it could make things worse. A loud clapping noise caught his attention, looking toward the source of the noise. The man walked out from the shadows, clapping his hands rhythmically, his mouth twitching into a sneer as the man's face came into view.

"Arias!"

Getting into a fighting stance he grabbed his rifle, aiming it at Arias. The cross hairs zeroed in right between the man's eyes as he took a step forward. The blonde came to a stop, arms resting at his sides as he looked at Chris with hatred.

"Now, now Redfield. I think you're in no condition to use that."

He watched as the man nodded toward Leon, indicating that if he fired, the blonde would get hurt. His throat hurt a bit at all the screaming he was doing, the growl coming out definitely did not help. This was all his fault, if he listened to Leon and not ran in guns blazing they wouldn't be in this situation right now.

"I have a proposition for you. Fight me, no guns, no knives. If you win… I'll let you both walk out of here unharmed. If I win… I'm going to kill you… then I'm going to make your boy toy here my little bitch."

"You fucking asshole!"

This guy has fucking lost his marbles, how dare he bring Leon into this! He should just shoot him between the eyes and end it right now… if Leon's life wasn't on the line. Lowering his gun he turned his head to look at the brunette. Leon was looking at him with wild eyes, the only thing being able to pick up was fear. Fear of what? He wasn't sure. He gave Leon a look, silently telling the man that everything will be okay. Will it though? Nothing ever seemed to workout for them anymore.

He slowly turned his sights back on Arias. Should he put his gun down? Guess he didn't exactly have a choice. Sighing loudly he pulled his gun around his neck. A loud clunk filled the room as he dropped it onto the floor, reaching into his holster to do the same with his handgun. Last was his knife that made a loud metal cling as it slid along the floor. He looked back up at Arias, a sneer presented itself on his face as he got into a fighting stance.

"Good boy. Now… let's finish this."

He glanced over at his lover one more time, holding eye contact for a long moment. So many emotions were running between them, so many things that were left unsaid. So many things that they wanted to say… what if this is their last moment together… he wouldn't be able to live with himself if it was. Glancing back at Arias he looked at the blonde, hating how his lips quivered as he spoke.

"Im going to fucking end you."

He watched as Arias's face twisted into a grimace before the man ran toward him. A scream came from the man's mouth as he lunged at Chris. A heavy straight punch came right towards him as he just managed to roll out of the way. Getting back to his feet the man was on him, causing him to throw his hands up to block the next punch. He caught a look at Leon behind Arias. The brunette was watching with intense eyes, his fingers wrapped around Maria's hands as she held him in place by his neck. He has to stay focused, he couldn't afford to get distracted at the moment. Those blue eyes caught with his for a split second before he threw his fist up going for an uppercut. He heard the bones crunch as he successfully delivered the hit but the wind was knocked out of him right after.

Breathless pants slipped through his lips as he doubled over in pain, the feeling of the knee connecting with his abdomen stinging. He scrambled to get to his feet, just barely dodging the elbow that came down. He took advantage of the man in a bent over position, sticking his foot out to collide with Arias's knee. A loud cry filled the room as he saw the man collapse to his knees. Running to close the distance he turned to the man's back. Wrapping his arm around the blonde to put him in a chokehold. He locked his hands together as he squeezed as hard as he could, his bicep bulging against Arias's cheek. He heard the man let out a strangled gasp before hands were pulling at his arm, hissing as the nails dug in.

"I hate you Redfield!"

He didn't have time to respond before an elbow connected with his face. Arm slipping away he stumbled back, hand flying up to cradle his nose. His fingers rubbed along the skin, feeling for any dislocated bones. It wasn't broken thank god but it hurt like hell. As he brought his fingers away a fist was coming straight for his face, thankful his arm was still in place to block the hit. He landed the punch as he sent a right hook, causing Arias to stagger back, creating the perfect opening. Reaching forward he went for a straight punch, landing on the button as Arias went flying back.

His chest rose as he sucked in a breath of air, watching as the blonde laid on his back, flat on the floor. He knocked him out… he won! A loud cry of pain broke him from his trance, turning to see where it was coming from. His breath caught in his throat when he saw Leon on his knees, arm wrapped around his midsection. He wanted to take a step forward, cover the distance to help his boyfriend but the man's eyes connected with his own. They silently told him that he was okay, he wasn't the priority at the moment. When will Leon ever learn that he is always Chris's priority.

Taking a small step forward he stopped when he felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked down in panic to see a knife… his knife lodged into his side. Right where the armor wasn't covering. His hand reached down slowly, pulling the knife out with a painful grunt. The sight of his own blood made his head spin as he collapsed to his knees. Thank god he had the vest on or it would have been deeper then it was. His eyes widened when he heard his name being called. He looked up sharply, lips quivering when he saw it was Leon. His lover was screaming his name in panic, struggling to get out of Maria's hold before he was being dragged away. No! What was happening?

"S-Stop! Let him go!"

A grunt made its way up his throat as he struggled to get to his feet but a harsh kick to the back sent him to the floor. He was being pinned down to the floor, side burning in pain as he scrambled to get up. The weight of the foot was shifting before it stayed completely still. Then the cock of a gun made his heart stop.

"This is where you die, Redfield."

The first thing that came to his mind was Leon. How he wished the man was here so he could tell him how much he loves him, not that the man didn't know. But a part of him was happy Leon wasn't here, he didn't want the brunette to see him like this. He can't let it end like this! He has to fight for Leon! He won't allow his lover to suffer by the hands of this crazy asshole but the weight on his back was pushing him down harder into the floor. The last thing he heard was the blonde saying how he will keep Leon company before a loud bang filled the air.

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Both men were panting heavily as Leon flopped himself next to Chris. They had just gone through another round of love making, Leon riding Chris this time. The blonde rested his head on Chris's shoulder, still heavily panting, he ran his hand through the strands on the other man's chest. "You wore me out again"

A deep chuckle escaped Chris as he wrapped an arm around Leon's waist. "You did most of the work, you wore yourself out… moving your hips like that." A kiss was placed on the broad shoulder as Leon answered. "You enjoyed it and you know it." The arm tightened around the blonde's waist. "Not gonna lie… you are sexy when you move like that." Leon scoffed, reaching up to kiss the brunette on the lips "I'm always sexy."

"Yes you are." Chris answered as he smiled into the kiss. The younger man pulled back, running a ringer over a scar that was beginning to fade back to its normal color above the man's nipple. "I never asked you how you got this." Brown eyes looked down to see what the blonde was talking about. "Oh, Spencer mansion… crimson head got its claws in me." "Huh.. that must have hurt like a bitch… it's looking good, almost fully gone."

"Yeah." Pink lips were touching his scar as Leon placed a kiss on it. The blonde's fingers trailed to his other arm, trailing up to his bicep tapping on a scar that lingered there as well. "What about this one?" "China… I pushed one of my men out of the way when a mutated j'avo went for him… unfortunately… they pack quite the punch." Leon felt the bump still present as he ran his thumb softly along it. "Sounds like they would give you a run for your money."

"Tsk! Laid me on my ass." Blue eyes locked with brown as Leon rested his head back on his shoulder. "Wow… someone laid Captain Redfield on his ass?... other than me?" Leon felt a hand run through his hair tugging teasingly. "You did not lay me on my ass… you got me down to one knee… that's about it." The blonde ran his fingers through the chest hair again as he smirked against the skin of Chris's shoulder. "Is that a challenge?"

"No it's not… knock it off… I have another here." He lifted his arm twisting to show his elbow to the younger man. There was a slight indent in the man's elbow. Blue eyes widened as they saw it. "What the hell happened there?" "Wesker… my partner and I were fighting him and he flung us off the platform we were on to the floor below us… I landed HARD… still hurts when I graze it." The blonde ran his hand along the same arm, staying away from the elbow. "I'm sorry."

"It's alright… I just can't believe it still hurts all these years later." Another kiss was placed on his skin before Leon sat up, laying his hand on Chris's knee. "I noticed you have one here too, Claire mentioned you got it at Rockfort?" He pulled his hand away when he noticed Chris jumped slightly at the touch. "That still hurts too… I fell off a ladder… falling hard on my knee,right on that spot, it's still blue." Leon laid back down next to Chris, laying his bed hair back on Chris's shoulder.

"My boyfriend is just one big walking bruise." Chris chuckled as Leon grabbed his hand, rubbing his fingers against his knuckles. "I remember this one… this one is my favorite. Knowing you knocked out a lycan." "And you weren't even there to see it." Leon placed a small kiss on the red skin. "I'm glad I wasn't… I may have just jumped you during the mission." The bed shifted as Chris laid on his side, laying half his body weight onto the smaller man. "If I've known my strength turns you on that much I would have used it more when we're making love."

A hand was stroking the blonde's left cheek as he chuckled softly. "Your scar from Spain healed well, you can barely see it anymore, and the one on your shoulder from Raccoon is completely gone… like it never happened." Leon shifted his weight as Chris climbed on top of him. The blonde pulled his boyfriend down for a kiss. "Looks like we both are just one big walking bruises."

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One more shot rang out as the last licker fell to the floor. As soon as the room was clear he stood back on his feet and holstered his gun before looking over at Chris's slumped form. The man was sitting on the floor, leaning back against some crates. Leon sent the man the most pissed off look he could muster before making his way over to Chris. Getting down on his knees he cradled Chris's shoulder between his hands, brushing his fingers slightly over the scratch.

"What the hell were you thinking?! You could have seriously been injured!" His eyes narrowed in anger as he pulled out a first aid spray to apply it gently to Chris's open wound. Chris's arm jolted slightly in his grasp, probably from the sting. When he felt like enough spray was applied he pulled out a small cloth from Chris's belt to wipe the dry blood off.

"What happened if it was your leg? You know I wouldn't be able to carry you out of here." Each of Leon's words were going right over Chris's head. He couldn't help but stare at the blonde, taking in his gorgeous features even if Leon was covered in blood and dirt. The man was hard at work, dabbing at his scratch before wrapping it gently. He kept noticing the feeling of Leon's fingers brushing gently against his skin, like he was afraid to hurt Chris further.

Scum and dirt were caked in between the blonde strands, making the color look even more darker than its usual. All he wanted to do was reach out and lean his forehead against Leon's. He wanted to know what it felt like to have those lips against his, wondering what Leon would taste like. Would they fit perfectly in between his own? Holding the blonde's cheeks as he gently caressed the stubbled skin. What kind of sounds would Leon make? Would the man press harder and take control or let Chris lead as Leon clung to him?

"Pushing me out of the way like that was stupid! Any closer the fucker would have gotten your heart. Then what was I going to do? Explain to your men that Captain Redfield was too worried about my well being? What the hell would I tell Claire?" Leon's dirty blond hair looked so soft through all the muck and scum. He was becoming so tempted to just lean down and place a kiss on the man's head. Wanting to know what it felt like to run his fingers through the strands.

He knew Leon was pissed, knew the man was worried over everything else but he just couldn't seem to respond. How could Leon not realize that if Chris didn't push him out of the way the licker would have ripped out Leon's neck. Then he would have to go on a crazy killing spree as he slowly lost it. "Are you even listening to me?" Leon groaned out in annoyance, looking up briefly to lock eyes with Chris. All the anger and worry faded from him as he saw the longing look he was receiving.

His fingers came to a stop on Chris's shoulder, digging into the skin softly around the wound. He would have been lying if he said his heart wasn't leaping. Leon watched as Chris did nothing but stare at him, no stare through him. A short moment passed as he did nothing but softly blink before his cheeks turned red. He couldn't deal with all these wordless emotions spinning between them. Blinking from the haze he gripped Chris tighter, getting ready to look away when a hand reached out towards him.

Chris was holding his cheek gently, brushing thick fingers against the stubble on his skin. His eyes widened softly as Chris slowly leaned closer, cutting the distance between them. Just as he was prepared for Chris to place his lips on his, the man spoke up. "Can I kiss you?" He couldn't help but smirk lightly at Chris. "Don't you think it's a little too late to ask that Redfield? Your lips are alre-" The words died in his throat as the feeling of lips pressing against his made his head spin.

His eyes slipped closed upon instinct as he reached up with his free hand to hold the back of Chris's neck. The man tasted like blood and gunpowder not that he cared enough. He was slowly getting lost in the feeling of Chris’s slightly dry lips against his. Just as he was tightening his hold in Chris’s hair the man pulled back. Sighing loudly he opened his eyes slowly, seeing Chris had a small smile on his handsome face as he looked at Leon lovingly. He wanted to just leap forward and kiss it right off the man's face. So that's what he did.

He may have stumbled against Chris's chest in the process but the surprised moan the man let out paid for it. Devouring Chris’s lips he reached around to rest his hand on the man’s cheek this time. Their lips molded together and created a rhythm, creating wet smacking sounds between them. He kept up the movement until he needed to break away for air. When he pulled back his eyes zeroed in on the string of saliva that was connected to their lips. The look on Chris’s face was so fucking hot, like the man was about to lose it and telling from the way Chris’s eyes gleamed with lust meant Leon didnt look any different.

He slipped his hand from the man’s cheek to glide it down Chris’s chest as he panted slightly for air. Narrowing his eyes just a bit he sent Chris a playful smile. "Don't think this is a way for me to forget that I'm still pissed at you." The fingers on his cheek moved farther back to tease the end strands of his hair behind his ears. The look in Chris’s eyes changed for a brief moment to look at him lovingly before they flickered back to lust. "Is it working?" A smirk slowly broke out on his lips as he shook his head softly. He looked back up at Chris to see the man had started to lean back in. "Maybe." Chris let out a small puff of air before the smirk on his lips was kissed away.