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Tag: địt trên máy bay, lúc đầu thái độ lúc sau thái cọc cho có đong, hậu RE6

Beta: tskstop

Và tui sẽ không dịch fic này vì tui làm biếng và vì tác giả này là người Việt aka idol mới của tui và chị ấy cuti vcl (like the whole fic was written FOR ME URGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH CUTI VCL giả sử được chị í cho phép và mọi người ủng hộ thì tui sẽ dịch cái fic này ra yeah that's all)
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After the whole 'incident' and accomplished their mission in China, two top-best agents of the two biggest security operations made their way home, on their own helicopter, and preferably never see the other's face again, at least for a long, long time. That was the perfect plan.

Until the two had to drag their asses to the local airport, buy some tickets, get scanned and questioned by some Chinese's officer before they got on the plane, like normal residents, sitting next to each other. Before that, Leon had a hard time, barracking the poor one on the other line, asking why he had to be here, worse, be here with Chris Redfield. It was not that he hated him, just that the golden boy had this shit-eating face, it was punchable, and the blonde was trying his best not to do it.

Maybe it wouldn't be like this if Chris didn't throw and lift him up like a doll in the fight earlier, and acted all bossy and shitty to him after when they ought to cooperate and be a team, like he really was a 'golden boy', sometimes an idiot (or all the time actually), and a workaholic freak. Chris was BSAA alpha team captain, not Leon's.

Leon had never been fond of the brunette, he had never been fond of many things, he didn't say it out loud.

Chris Redfield, the shitty man mentioned above, wasn't a fan of the blonde ruthless and cocky attitude either, not to mention his 'sassiness', picking on Chris here and there, and the way somehow he had this scent of liquor in his cologne too.

Let just say the pair were rubber and glue, two cocky bastards who couldn't stand each other's cocky asses.

And yet, they were going to sit right next to each other for a 14 hours long flight back home. Obviously no one could stay still for 14 hours, they offered lay-flat seats where you can lay down, with your companion laying next to you.

Again, Leon and Chris weren't going to let any of that happen, but lucky for them, the two got bumped up to first class hoping it would be two separate seats in separate places.

Or so they thought, the so-called 'first class with beddings and champagne seats', were a single spot, with a big bed, heart shaped pillows, and curtains and doors for privacy. A couple suite, perfect for newlyweds.

"What the fuck?" Leon gritted his teeth, as his luggage dropped on Chris's foot, making the brunette groaned and flinched in pain.

Leon cursed his shitty fortune, the one always gave him high hopes then took him down like a wrecking ball. Chris on the other hand, was giving Leon the silent treatment, the man wouldn't say a single word, trying to stay calm, like a ticking bomb getting ready to explode, hoping Leon knew that he shouldn't push his buttons. Chris moved the other's luggage with his foot, nice enough to grab and put it away for Leon, the less trouble the better, then reluctantly got in.
The captain built-like-steel figure took more than a half of the space.

"I'm not sitting in there with you," he started.

"Well then, be my guest and sleep in the urinal," Chris replied, without any hesitation, getting in and attempting to adjust the place, he wasn't going to deal with that attitude.

"Get out," Leon snapped right after, "I'm fixing this, and we're not having this conversation," said Leon, throwing a tantrum silently, as he moved around annoyingly, wanting Chris to know he is annoyed because of him. After 'accidentally' hitting Chris with his shoulder, Leon made a spot for himself and built a barrier with the blanket.

Obviously, Leon got the bigger spot, the better one to be specific.

"What?" the blonde tilted his head at the bigger man, "not a fan of equality?" a small unamused smirk tuck on the corner of his lips.

...

Leon couldn't sleep on planes, mostly the DSO's agent stayed up the whole flight, and ended up with a foul mood and uncomfort all over his body, he just wanted to lay down on his couch. At least this time he got to lay down, headphones, movies, facilities and all, yet, the presence of the companion next to Leon annoyed him.

Leon's eyes closed shut, trying to trick himself to sleep, trying to think that he was alone, and Chris was not there, Chris was not there...

Unfortunately, it went pretty well with Chris, he was sleeping like a baby.

And he had the most abysmal snore ever, the kind you could hear even when you were off the plane, in which Leon wanted to do that right now, broke the window and let the wind take him, that would be better than staying here with...that.

It was a matter of time for Leon to get pissed off

Chris was woken up by a punch on his shoulder, and to Leon's surprise, he never knew the man had that much of muscles, firm, yet squeeze-able.

"...Ow! What the hell?!" Chris jointed, face scrunching into pain and a foul one, stroking the damage area as he looked at the culprit, seeking at least an apology.

"Keep snoring like that and maybe they'll throw you into the zoo," Leon acted as if he didn't touch the brunette, reading some random magazines. "Even my ass can hear it," he flipped the pages loudly.

And after that, the bomb exploded.

"I had enough of this, are you ten or something?" Chris snapped back.

"Ten and about to be deaf because of a snoring pig," Leon replied, locking his baby blues with Chris's honey eyes this time, brow furrowed, clearly not wanting to lose this.

"What's your problem, I'm just trying to sleep here, you would be too if you weren't a cocky alcoholic little shit," Chris's pulse was starting to pump blood onto his head at the speed of light.

"That doesn't even make sense, guess the BSAA golden boy is not so smart...maybe you are truly a pig," Leon spat, the poor magazine got thrown down to the floor.

...It went on for a while, fighting like cat and dog until a knock interrupted their 'lovely' conversation.

"Would you gentlemen fancy some champagne, or can I serve you anything?"

The flight attendant tilted her head to greet the two baby men fighting on a couple's bed. "Or maybe some napkins?" she smiled sweetly.

They got champagne, considered a break before they started spitting at each other again...

"Mmmh...mmmh...this is good," Leon hummed in pure satisfaction after the first gulp, nodding his head slightly in approval.

Chris was about to snap back with something like 'you would know', but got amazed by the liquor as well, "I hate to say this but...you weren't wrong."

The glasses got empty pretty soon, and it soon escalated to a whole bottle.

"...Is the BSAA paying for this?" Leon asked, stopping midway filling Chris's glass.

"...I thought my taxes pay you to do this...?" Chris stopped for a moment as well.

"...Yeah, but not this..." it was first class.

Hell, their agency would deal with it later, their job now was to relax and have a great time, considering this was a playback, for not picking them up with the helicopter.

Alcohol, in any form, always drived things either uphill, or downhill in a second.

The moment the bottle was empty, the two stopped spitting and actually talking about the other's, learning about each other like normal agents.

The moment Leon undoned two buttons on his blue-DSO uniform-dress shirt, laying down with a moan, swaying and positioning himself for comfort, and revealed how pale and soft he was under clothings, Chris couldn't take his eyes away.

It must be soft to touch, Chris's mind drifted to somewhere dark after some minutes watching secretly, without himself knowing, he did try to turn away, finish his glass, and back to that cleavage, men can have that? Chris does have pecs, but they didn't look like that.

It was not weird, Chris patted his own shoulder, it was just that he was curious about the blonde, who had always been too friendly yet so distant, mysterious, and surprisingly had beautiful features... He wanted to study more about this blonde.

So, Leon was actually the one who talked, and Chris was the one who listened, all ears, eyes locking at Leon, looking like an idiot, nodding and humming along.

And even hard times, where Chris gave Leon's shoulder a pat, not out of pity, but of empathy, and Leon let him, maybe even leaning into it without knowing...

Leon had never allowed himself to be vulnerable, yet somehow, he wanted to feel that hand on his shoulder more.

"Do you ever feel that way, Chris?" Leon asked, almost to himself. He never liked opening up, yet somehow he wanted to do it right now, maybe it was because of that damn champagne.

"Yeah...I know..." Chris replied, giving Leon all the comfort he had, he's not good with words, but the least he could do was to be there and give him his ears.

They've learned more about each other, Chris understood why Leon always wanted to be under the influence, and Leon understood why Chris was being so obsessive with his job, the man inside was actually a soft bear, always have been...

Leon felt Chris' warmth near, just minutes ago he hated it, but deep down, he found comfort in it.

The DSO's agent leaned onto Chris' shoulder, laying his soft blond hair on the firm walls of muscles, Leon did that, because he knew Chris would let him.

And Chris can see how soft and beautiful Leon's hair was. He wanted to touch it, but he waited for the signal.

"You have beautiful hair...what's your secret?" the captain asked, he could even smell the soft sweet and gentle scent of shampoo.

"Mmh...just some normal shampoo," Leon said, waiting for the fingers to run through his hair.

And they did.

Leon leaned in the touch, feeling it massaging his scalp gently, as he moaned softly in his throat.

He would let his head fall into Chris's big warm hands, then eyes opened up, meeting Chris once again.

Gazes spoke more than words, and they knew that, as they shared a kiss, lips met lips, and they stayed where they were for a while.

The kiss broke, for a single centimeters only, as the honey eyes locked at the DSO'S agent pink plumped soft lips, and the baby blues stared at the BSAA's soldier stubble... Then they move up, to each other's eyes.

They wasted no time, and no longer held back, their lips intertwined to the other's urgently, tongues hungrily started a dance, and bodies pressed against each other.

Like a battle of lips, fighting for more, where Leon's throat let out soft noises of pleasure.

The captain's hands got energetic, they roamed around Leon's body map, on the silky fabric, feeling the shape of Leon's body, taking mental notes about them.

And he wasted no time reaching the curve under the snatched waist, lowering the belt, he grabbed it eagerly, desperate to squeeze and knead them through layers of pants.

Leon moaned out at the new sensation on him, breathing turning quick, heart beating like it wanted to jump out of his chest.

"Chris..." he pants, grabbing the bigger by his neck, pulling for another kiss, to taste him more. Chris's lips soon trail to Leon's cheeks, and jaws, and down to his neck, a hand helped him by opening the collar wider, making the blonde bite his own lips, sealing his mouth shut from letting out noises.

Chris could taste that cologne and the slight alcohol scent, and it was heaven, sweet, sexy, addicting. He doesn't hate it at all.. he loves it. It was toxicated, Chris kept nibbling and making marks on the soft pale neck.

"Are you...gonna keep...biting my neck like a vampire?..." Leon spoke up, though breathing unevenly, every single touch from Chris stirred him up.

The brown-haired man looks up at Leon drunkenly, already hypnotized by him, Leon gave him a smirk of victory, everyone wanted him and he knew it. The warm palm slid into the blue dress shirt, so called DSO's uniform, as he reached for the cleavage he had examined from earlier, another curve on Leon's body, he cupped them, only to knead and pinch the nipples harshly after, earning a light yelp, and a small twitch from the other.

"It's all hard, have you been waiting for me to do this?..." he grinned, playing with the soft sensitive nub, making Leon twitch and shaked more.

"Ah...it's because of the alcohol...and I'm cold," Leon protested, pushing the hand inside his shirt away.

Chris ripped it, making all the buttons flew and dropped down everywhere, revealing the perfect body hidden under, then the pants right away, pulling and throwing them down onto the floor.

Leon was Chris's fantasy about sex, porn, etc. Pink nipples on pale white skin, pecs that like breasts, a toned torso with the snatched waist, widen in the hips, and the soft, big and round ass connect with the pair of toned thighs, he wanted those on his shoulder right now, Chris was foaming, the tent in his pants only grow bigger.

"...You're...so fucking sexy...," Chris blurted out, not believing his own eyes, and how he got the Leon S. Kennedy naked under him.

Leon laid obediently and let Chris ripped his stuff, until he only had his underwear on, the blonde smirk with lust, at the hard brother hiding Chris's cargo, must be begging to be released.

Before Chris got his fingers down to the waistband of the last piece of clothing, Leon's foot pressed onto Chris's frustrated crotch, making the older groaned huskily, hand immediately captured the naughty ankle.

"...mouth...," a sultry voice said, "...remove it with your mouth...please?"

Leon knew how to control a man, or, a BSAA soldier, he demanded for it at first, then turned to a plea, with his baby blues, acting all innocent, and it drove Chris crazy.

The older man obliged without a word, only a growl thick witn desire, as he leaned down, pressing his lips onto the lower abdomen, then sank his teeth down the thin fabric, secured it then pulled it down out of the legs.

The DSO's agent opened his thighs, giving Leon a small show of the forbidden, a beautiful pink color can be seen under the hungry testicles, Chris immediately leaned down, ready for those thighs to wrap around his neck.

Yet again, Chris got cockblock with Leon foot, this time on his face, making Chris whine in desperation, he was this close to eating Leon alive.

"Shhh... You've done enough handsome, let me..."

Chris got pushed down to half sitting and laying down, while Leon slid down the bed, pulling the green BSAA uniform away, damn, Leon breathed to himself, Chris was hot, such ripped torso with defined muscles, Leon traced his lips on it hungrily.

Finally sitting down making a 'W' with his legs and ass cheeks, placing himself between Chris's thighs neatly, and looking up at the man.

A chill sent down Chris's spine the moment he felt the soft hand on his rock hard crotch, he groaned when Leon squeezed him, then bit on the zipper, moving it down with his lips.

Leon gasped in amazement, the beast sprang free into the air, standing proudly, hard and heated, 9 inches in total, in which Leon's hand couldn't wrap it fully.

"Oh my-..." he hitched, eyes turning wild as he gave it a soft stroke, feeling it twitch in his palm, Leon even moaned unintentionally, feeling himself twitching and wetting.

"...hello, golden boy," he bit his lips, looking at the owner's reaction.

Leon couldn't hold it anymore, he leaned in, giving the cute tip a kiss, Chris could feel the soft lips on him, he was fighting hard not to let his head fall back.

Leon kissed it again, then gently wrapped his lips around it, greeting the massive beast with his wet mouth and tongue swayed around, Leon cockily gave it a suck, then suddenly swallowed it deeply almost to the brim, with a loud moan, Chris's fingers immediately gripped the blonde hair, groaning in pleasure, deeply, huskily, and head dropped backward.

"Argh..." all of his muscles tensed up, he was losing his mind, Leon's throat was warm and wet, opening up and squeezing him, and it soon went crazy when Leon's head started to bob up and down.

Chris eventually gained control of his body back, swallowing every ounce of air in satisfaction.

"...so...it was true..." he smirked breathlessly, "...in the academy, you give all the majors a head...no wonder why you're so good at this..." he growled, starting to control Leon's head, moving it into his own rhythm, "...so good."

Leon let out some moans as a reply, well, it wasn't completely wrong, but the way Chris moved his head felt more sinful than it should.

His tongue started darting around in and out, tasting the hint of masculine scent and the musky sweet aroma made him shiver in arousal. In such fast movement was a complete torture and delight to him, Chris couldn't fight it off any longer, the head thrusts were becoming sloppy now, and the hips were pumping faster, Leon started to choke and eyes closed shut, letting Chris use his mouth brutally like a toy.

After gagging and moaning, small tears forming in the long lashes, Chris felt the heat was about to release, as he thrust into the wet throat harder, and deeper then groaned loudly, reaching his orgasm involuntarily. Hot thick loads of cum spilled down Leon's throat, in which Leon was surprised, tried to make some noise but ended up swallowing them all while out of his mind, choking halfway as well.

Chris got back on earth fast enough, realized what he did then hurriedly pulled himself out, his cock was glazed in thick spit and a thick string of saliva connected him and the swollen pink lips.

"I'm sorry...so so much...you can spit it out-" Chris worriedly moved around, looking for a napkin but then held out his hands for Leon to spit into it. The younger chuckled in amusement, then opened his mouth wide, all clean.

"I swallowed it..." he gave the older man a wink, long eyelashes fluttering seductively, "you're so cute, Chris Redfield...cuter than any man I've ever seen..." Leon crawled onto Chris's lap, roaming his hands on the ripped bumpy torso, only to be thrown on the bed and pin down by him.

...

"Ah!...nnghh...ah- Chris!..."

Sweet sultry moans filled the space, the DSO's agent face was hidden in the heart-shaped pillow, slowly but steadily losing himself to pleasure, shaking and quaking everytime Chris's long and thick fingers abuse his prostate, the sweet button that always makes him came undone in seconds.

"Chris!!" he screamed, thrashing his hips under the older's arms, crazy how it was only fingers, they weren't even started.

Though already drowning in pleasure as Leon was, he wanted to feel that massive beast inside him, that was not enough, he needed more and he wanted more. The younger man reached out his hand, trying to grab Chris's shoulder, as he pulled him down to his face, for a kiss and a bite on his lips.

"Stop babying me already....fuck me like you mean it, Redfield..." he growled in the older's ears, biting him there impatiently, like a little kitten frustrated because of hunger.

Chris didn't respond, though Leon can tell his veins were pumping in excitement, he only arched his fingers more and started gushing Leon out like crazy.

For the record, Leon came three times since.

"You have such a pretty mouth...yet you never seem to say pretty words," Chris said, even if Leon was quaking and yelling that he was going to come again, "You're so wet....have you turned into a woman, hmm?" he asked, Leon's pretty little cock spurted out strings of white nectars right when Chris hummed with that deep voice of his.

The captain obviously would spoil any of Leon's needs, as he pulled out his fingers, making Leon winced at the empty feeling.

Chris repositioned himself and Leon, palms spreading the soft ass cheeks to reveal the pink throbbing hole, wet as it is, Chris spits on it, then wasting no time, letting his tip kiss Leon's entrance.

Leon trembled and whimpered at the hot rock hard flesh on his hole, feeling himself exploding already. And then it was that sensation he was waiting for, Chris stopped babying him, as Leon was stretched out open by the beast, full 9 inches buried deep inside him, the blonde let out a loud cry, almost a scream, earning a hard slap on his ass right after.

"We're on a plane...you're going to wake the passengers up..." Chris whispered in his ears, biting the soft nape before leaning up again, and started his hips.

He quickly picked up a rhythm, thrusting into Leon's tight ass, Leon panted and grunted and whimpered in return, trying hard to be quiet. But the captain's cock found Leon's prostate quick enough, the younger moaned and writhed uncontrollably, biting onto the pillow with all his might.

Chris started slamming into Leon, hitting the spot just right, the blonde gave up, and started screaming like a true slut, already lost and drown in pleasure.

"Shh..." Chris cooed, giving Leon fingers to suck on, Leon's sultry noises was the fuel to his hips, Chris was driven mad, feeling himself going crazy at the tightness.

Soon the DSO's agent eyes rolled back into his head, drooling and choking around the fingers in his mouth, taking every rough thrust from the older helplessly, letting Chris have his ways with him, he laid there like a rag doll, ass up, fingers in his mouth, out of his mind.

The first class couple suite soon filled with cries and desperated moans, along with sounds of skin slapping wetly together and sloppy kisses.

"C-Chris...Chris!" his name was the only Leon could say, quaking as he started to feel the familiar heat building in his lower abdomen, trying to signal Chris. "Fuck-!"

Yet he could only moan louder and pitches getting higher.

Chris's hips worked like an engine, a machine with no intention slowing down or stopping, he gave the jiggling ass cheeks some slaps, giving the blonde under him as much sensation as possible.

Leon attempted to slide his hand down to himself, to stroke and give one last push for heaven, which stopped entirely by Chris, pinning his arms over his head, arching him like a cat, then nail into him deep.

"You can do it from your hole, I know it...try it for me, yeah?" the captain bit the soft lobe, "You're such a slut..." Chris didn't sound like himself anymore.

Orgasm soon hit Leon like a truck on the highway, it was too strong, he couldn't keep it inside anymore. He couldn't stop himself, it rushed through his entire system in one swift motion, making his whole world spinned, his head thrown back in ecstasy. Leon's body trembled, the muscles taut and pulsating, his head rolled in his shoulders, his whole frame quivering with an intense tension and heat, squirting out nectars wetting the blanket under him..

It didn't end there, since Chris was still rock hard, and Leon had stamina of a monster, they tried every position possible, from gentle with missionary, to Chris lifting Leon up and pounding into him in the air.

...

"Fuck, Chris, ..so...s-so big!..." Leon panted as he bounced on the older man's cock, shaking after he felt that thing push deep up inside him.

"You're...so good for me..." Chris sucked on Leon's pink nipples, holding the younger waist tight and close with his firm arms.

The sight of the DSO's top best agent, beautiful in and out, with sunshine blonde hair, baby blues eyes, white pale soft skin now glisten with sweat and fluids, pink nipples vibrate slightly with the pecs, such man breasts bounce with his body up and down, back arch like a now, ass jiggle everytime it slam onto Chris's hips, moaning, so drown in pleasure, it killed him, the Leon S. Kennedy, the one everyone wished to have a breath of his scent, or a touch of his hair, he was riding Chris, moaning like a slut.
"Ah! Chris... Why are you getting bigger?..." Leon shook at the cock buried deep inside him suddenly growing in size, filling and stretching him even more, Leon felt he might die.

They did it until they couldn't anymore.

Until Leon fell down the bed limply, still shaking and quaking, whimpering on a huge wet spot, even choking on his own spit, thighs squeezed shut into each other so that Chris couldn't open it anymore, and until the mountain on Chris' back was covered in scratch marks.

Chris let go of Leon, and he slid out his cock, leaving his partner aching in soreness, and a chaos of dopamine explosion, he took Leon into his arm and pulled him to him, stroking his hair and giving him a soft pat on the shoulder.

Chris slowly crawled off him, wiping the messy mess, helping Leon clean up from himself with a tissue and wipe their mess, Leon let Chris treat him like a princess, because he needed it right then, he deserved it, he clung weakly onto the man the whole time, catching his breath still.

Once they had already finished, they finally got some rest after hours of intense pleasure, both laying side by side with their backs facing each other, enjoying the nice quiet silence.

...

Leon got two things out of his list, sex on a plane, and sleeping on a plane.

Leon finally woke up after two hours, sitting there dazed, blinking rapidly.

"How long have we been doing this?" he rubbed his eyes, realizing he was still laying on Chris' firm chest, both naked, cleaned.

"...I have no clue..." Chris greeted Leon's shiny blues, "...but long enough for you to beg me to baby you..." he chuckled playfully, earning a weak punch from Leon.

"I'm still awake enough to know that I didn't beg one bit..." the blonde smiled and leaned into Chris's firm embrace, well, he wasn't lying though.

"...thank you," Chris said softly.

"For what?" the blonde head tilted up to look at him.

"fFr opening up to me...and give me, probably the best sex I've ever had," Chris's ears reddened, and he broke out chuckling at the end of the sentence, laughing at his own silly ass, thinking Leon wouldn't care anyway, he must have had better.

Leon joined him with a giggle, and surprised him with a sweet kiss on the lips.

"It was my best as well, Chris..." he smiled softly. Leon was the most beautiful thing Chris had ever laid his eyes on, "... and you're an idiot," he laughed.

"What?! Hey you were the one who let an idiot fuck you to ecstasy," he replied, couldn't stop laughing as well.

"Shut up, Redfield", Leon grinned happily, then leaned in for another kiss. "I really had a great time...is there any way I can have more great times like this?" he asked, arms around Chris's neck, keeping him close.

"Yes, a lot actually... maybe you could have one right when we set foot on the ground..." his voice trailed down, mumbling into Leon's lips, and again, they shared another kiss....

The first thing the two had when they set foot on the ground was a visit to the human resources and service office, fined for noise pollution.

(Uhm có thể đây là quả fic cuối của series trong 6 tháng tới và trước cofi nên mn đi cofi nhớ gặp tui nha hehe.

-tskstop)