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Captain's Good Boy	By : hercoldhands Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 3489 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Resident Evil belongs to Capcom and I am making no profit from this fanfiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Captain's Good Boy
- 2-Gonna Make You Feel So Good, Baby
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Disclaimer: Resident Evil doesn't belong to me and all that jazz. Makin' no monies from this fanfiction.
Author's notes: I apologize if I am using the wrong possessive for Chris and Piers. I did a bit of research and I ended up with conflicting information – some told me to use Chris's and some told me to use Chris'. So other than that, warnings include: YAOI (gay buttsecks), dirty talking, anal, begging, toys, orgasm denial.
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Chris trailed kisses down his partner's neck, slow and teasing. The tip of his tongue darted out, trailing across Piers' collarbone. One firm hand kept him pinned against their bedroom wall, despite the fact that Piers was squirming in an attempt to get out of Chris' grasp. The other hand trailed down his chest, unbuttoning his shirt slowly, one button at a time. The shirt soon joined Piers' scarf on the floor at their feet.
The older man caught Piers' plump lips in a kiss. Piers moaned into Chris' mouth, unable to stop himself. His entire body was quivering with each touch from Chris' fingertips. He was touching Piers' abs now, stroking each line, tracing each scar... ever so slowly he moved down. He pinched the zipper with his fingers, separating the teeth slowly.
Piers' erection was straining against his damp boxers, aching to be touched by his partner. He squeezed his eyes shut and swallowed what was left of his pride. “Captain, please.” He groaned, breaking away from the kiss.
Chris smirked, placing a soft kiss on the nape of Piers' neck. “Please?” He repeated.
“Please touch me. I can't last any longer... I did everything you said...”
“Patience, Piers.” Chris' hand was hovering over his throbbing cock. He could see the wet spot on his grey boxers from the pre-cum that had been oozing from his cock practically all day. Piers swallowed another whimper, embarrassment tinging his skin pink. His Captain had turned him into a whimpering, begging mess with just a few simple instructions and a well executed plan.
Finally he felt Chris' bare palm brush against his aching cock as Piers' damp boxers were pulled to his knees. Chris ground his open palm against Piers' rock hard erection The younger man bucked his hips against him, praying Chris would wrap his skilled fingers around his prick. Instead, Chris drew away. Piers whined in defeat again.
“Get on the bed.”
“...yes, Captain.”
Piers took a couple of shaky steps towards the bed before ultimately collapsing on top of the mattress. His throbbing member was pressed against his abs. The sheets felt cool against his hot skin. His entire body tensed as he felt the vibration speed increase again. A string of curse words slipped past his lips.
“Have you learned your lesson, Piers?” Captain Redfield asked, admiring the view of his boyfriend slumped over on the bed, the dark material of the plug contrasting against his pale skin.
“Y-yes Captain.”
“Have you had enough of the plug?” Chris turned the vibration off.
Oh thank god, Piers thought. “Yes, Captain.”
“Good, then now it's time for your reward...”
Chris joined his lover on the bed. He sat on his knees behind his partner and eased a hand slowly under his hips. “Come on, get on your knees for me...”
Piers obeyed, pushing himself up to his hands and elbows. He closed his eyes as Chris slowly pulled the plug from Piers' ass. Before he knew it, Chris' tongue was pressing against his opening. The sudden change from the plug with the vibration to Chris' hot, wet, wonderfully skilled mouth made him groan. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as the tongue urged deeper.
“Captain...”
“Mm?” Chris responded, smirking softly. His hand reached around to stroke his boyfriend's cock. He trailed his fingers over the hard length before grasping it softly. It was slick with pre-cum now. Piers jerked into the other man's hand, groaning. He was getting desperate for release, and he knew it would be a bit longer before Chris would let him cum.
“That feels so good,” He murmured, his eyes closed. Piers wished immediately after that he hadn't said it. Chris pulled away.
“Don't worry... I'm going to make you feel real good, baby.”
A shiver went through Piers' body. Baby. He repeated to himself. He loved the way it sounded in Chris' husky voice. “Mm... say that again...”
“I'm going to make you scream... gonna make you cum so hard because you were so good, baby.” Chris slipped his fingers into Piers' mouth, groaning quietly as he sucked at them. Once moist enough, he slipped them against the younger man's opening. He slipped two in at once, eliciting a sharp gasp from Piers.
Chris' fingers began working in and out of Piers' ass, groaning as he felt the muscles squeeze around his fingers.
“How do you like that?” He murmured against Piers' ear. “Does it feel good?”
Piers could only groan in response. He wriggled his backside against Chris, hoping Chris would get the hint that he wanted – needed – more. He needed to be fucked hard.
“Good...” Chris kissed down his neck and bare shoulders slowly as his fingers fucked Piers' ass. “You want another finger, baby?”
“...N-no. No, Captain, I want you...”
“You want me to do what?” Chris' fingers never stopped working, slowly increasing the speed.
“I want you to fuck me.” He murmured quietly.
“Mmm?”
“I want you to fuck me, Captain!”
“Mm, good boy.” He drew away and grabbed the bottle of lubricant they kept handy on the night stand. He unzipped his pants and hurriedly pulled his own throbbing cock out of his pants. His tip was swollen. The teasing had taken quite a toll on Chris as well. He coated his prick in a thick layer of their favorite lube and pressed it against Piers' opening.
He grabbed the soldier's hips and entered him slowly. For Piers it was agonizingly slow but also painfully delicious at the same time. Chris groaned, holding onto Piers' hips as he began his rhythm. Slow and deep at first, picking up speed with each inward thrust. He angled the other's hips up a bit, smirking when he heard Piers cry out. He knew he'd hit the magic spot.
Piers nearly mewled as he moved to grasp his own cock. He stroked himself, squeezing the base and working his way up to the tip. His eyes were closed to focus on the full sensation – this is exactly what he'd needed for the last few hours.
“Captaaiin,” He groaned, bucking into his own hand as Chris fucked him hard.
“Mm, yeah, baby?” He groaned. Waves of ecstasy began to roll over him as he neared his orgasm. So close, and he couldn't wait anymore. He held tight onto Piers' hips as he fucked him, hard and fast. He pushed himself in as deeply as he could and shuddered hard as he climaxed. Piers' tight ass squeezing around Chris' swollen cock made sure that he spilled every drop of his cum inside.
Piers whimpered, teetering on the edge of an orgasm himself. Chris stayed buried deep inside his partner for a moment. Piers was still stroking his own cock. Before Piers knew it, Chris had pulled out and was rolling him over onto his back. He didn't even have time to blink by the time Chris' hot, wet mouth was engulfing Piers' cock.
Piers' hips jerked up involuntarily, shoving his cock deep into Chris' throat. Chris put a hand carefully on Piers' lower stomach, pushing him down a fraction of an inch. He hummed, his tongue swirling furiously around the tip. He drew away enough to wrap a hand around the base of Piers' erection, squeezing and working it in a spiral motion as he licked and sucked the rest of the length.
The sniper was moaning, his hands working their way into Chris' brunette locks. His fingers twisted into the curls, urging him to continue.
Chris' free hand worked it's way back between Piers' ass, pressing his two fingers into him again. He shuddered when he felt his own cum filling up Piers' hole. He kept up a rhythm with his other hand at the base of his partners cock.
“Captain,” Piers panted, leaning his head back against the mattress, his back arching. “I'm gonna--!” Suddenly he was seeing stars, his hips jerking deep into Chris' mouth.
Chris swallowed every drop. He loved the way Piers tasted. He drew his mouth away after a second, then released the hand on Piers' prick, but kept his fingers working. He pumped in and out, slowly now, as the waves of pleasure washed over Piers.
It took a moment for Piers to recover, breathing hard. His erection was starting to soften finally. It felt like all of the muscles in his body were twitching.
“Fuck.” He rasped. He was still panting.
Chris curled up beside his partner, wrapping his arms around him and pulling him close. He planted a soft kiss on the other's temple, smiling inwardly. “You were such a good boy, Piers.”
“...y'didn't even take y'clothes off?” Was all Piers could muster after a moment, glancing sideways at Chris.
Chris laughed. He tilted Piers' face towards him and captured his lips in a kiss.
“I love you, Piers.” He murmured, forehead pressed against the other man's.
Piers smiled. “....I love you too, Captain.”
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