Your back hit the soft bed as Chris hovered over you. He couldn't keep his lips off you and when you turned your head to catch your breath he began to cover you with kisses.

Each and every kiss felt like a little fire he left on your skin. Gently he licked down your neck until the collar of your t-shirt forced him to stop.

With a discontented sigh, he rose to have a better view of you.

As his eyes roamed over your body you felt vulnerable for a moment. It felt strange to be watched by him. At the same time, it felt good.

There was this gleam in his eyes, this desire. He wanted you. It felt good to be wanted. Especially when it was Chris.

A smirk appeared on his lips as he stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head, revealing a body that was impressive even then. Chris had never been unathletic, he had always had broad shoulders and a strong chest.

But you had completely forgotten how clearly defined his muscles were.

When he bent down to you again, you could see his abdominal muscles moving as he twisted his body like a lion.

A sharp breath escaped you.

He grinned.

"Do you like what you see?", he whispered in your ear, sliding his hand carefully under your T-shirt.

Your breath trembled. But you didn't stop him as he undressed you and threw the clothes carelessly on the floor.

Still in his underwear, he began to kiss your skin while his hands explored your body. When his head stopped between your legs, his hand placed itself on your chest and slowly began to rub.

Your legs were already trembling a little as the warm breath hit your center.

He looked up, straight into your eyes and smirked again.
You could feel your face getting redder and the heat rising in your head.

"What is it?", you didn't dare look him in the eye.

A soft laugh escaped from him, deep and almost like music.

"You look sweet.", his tongue danced over his parted lips. "I've wanted to see you like this for a long time."

Without hesitation, he buried his face between your legs and slowly began to run his tongue over the fabric of your panties.

He drew circles, rubbing exactly where it sent lightning bolts through your body. It seemed like he knew exactly what to do to give you as much arousal as possible.

A surprised moan escaped your lips.

Chris took this as a sign to press his face even further into your center and continued with a bit more strength.

His warm breath was enough to elicit more sounds from you.

"Chris.", you moaned.

He lifted his gaze.

A slight red glow had spread on his face, probably because of the alcohol. As he crawled back up to you, he placed another kiss on your lips.

It was a hungry kiss, hot and stormy.

He tried to grab you, but you forced him to turn on his back. As you sat on him, a surprised moan escaped you.

Between your legs he twitched.

His cock was so hard that it almost hurt to think that it was still trapped in his underpants.

With a line of kisses you worked your way further down, your tongue playing with his sensitive skin.

Before you pulled down his boxers you looked up at him and let your tongue slip under the waistband.

He twitched as the warm feeling of your tongue touched the spot that was so close to his dick.

The taste of salt spread in your mouth.

"Shit.", he threw his head back and let out a deep, long sigh. "Why are you teasing me like this?"

He sounded desperate.

A thin smile appeared in your lips as you thought about it that you, out of all people, were capable of making Chris Redfield shiver in pleasure.

Without giving him a warning, you pulled his underwear a bit down, giving him just enough space to escape the small prison.

His dick wasn't bigger than average. It had a decent size and fitted him just right.

What made you gasp in surprise was his thickness. He looked like a tree, so thick and round that you feared he would tear you apart.

But at the same time the sheer sight was enough for you to blush. A strange heat spread in your stomach and made your core tingle.

With half-closed eyes, you opened your mouth as wide as you could and lowered your head.

A surprised moan escaped him when he could feel the warmth that closed around him.

"(Y/N).", his voice was heavy from the alcohol, but you could still hear the arousal.

Carefully you begin to move your head up and down while your tongue wrapped around his thickness and moved like a snake.

He tasted salty, but not unpleasant.

At the sides you could feel how big he really was, because the deeper you moved, the more it became hard to open your mouth wider.

He moaned, taken by the feel of your tongue around in. His hand moved down to you and buried itself in your (H/C) hair, where he gripped tightly.

With a bit of pressure, he asked you to go faster on him.

Obediently you followed his instructions.

Sometimes he wanted you to speed up and then slow down again. His heavy breathing echoed in your ears.

An indescribable feeling of pride overcame you when a loud moan came from his lips and he pushed you further down.

In your mouth, his cock twitched and bumped against the back of your throat. You quickened the pace, intending to tease his tip a bit.

That was enough to give him the rest. With more force, he pushed down. Gritting his teeth, he fought the urge to push himself into your mouth or move his hips. His breathing quicker and less regular, told that he was close.

The taste of pre cum was already on your tongue, when he suddenly pushed you down so deep that you almost choked.

With a loud growl he came in your mouth.

It felt warm and sticky. You had not missed the taste, but you remember it to be worse.

But before a mess happened, you swallowed what he had given you and took a deep breath. With your mouth open a bit, you glanced up to him.

A bit of his seed was dripping over your chin, drawing a thin, sticky line. You felt so hot.

"Sorry.", he whispered, stroking your cheek. "Let me make it up to you."