The Sound of Silence, A Resident Evil Fanfiction

Primal Desires

He felt that he was set down somewhere, perhaps an office of sorts. He heard the soft creaking cushion of the sofa seat under his back when Chris set him down rather roughly. The Plagas womb squirmed as if enticed, whereas his hands pushed the captain back.

He tried to object again.

"Chris, don't, please," He begged. "I'm fine, just let me get back to Helena..."

Chris held him down by his shoulders with a sudden shove. He grunted from the impact. It made him shudder, in anticipation, or fear, he didn't know which...but the Plagas lurched, his body quivering.

The click of a belt and a zipper told him more. Hearing it, his hands reached for Chris's wrists. He wrestled with the captain, while the captain fought back. He begged, "Chris, please. Don't...!"

Leon's wrists were grabbed as he was shoved down onto the sofa. He let out a gasp, his eyes flashing open for a moment. His hue of red could see Chris above him, peering back with eyes widened from looking back at the agent. He gathered himself, and Leon realized what he was handling. It scared him.

Chris of course shuddered above him. He swallowed and told Leon, "I'm sorry. If I don't do this, you won't be able to get to Simmons and put an end to this. I've got to...for your sake."

Leon's heart pounded. Chris over his head, holding him down, and the Plagas was responding. It wanted Chris. It begged for him. It begged for something hot and whole inside of him. It begged for an instinctive fulfillment, to be bred.

Chris pulled back from Leon, having to sit on the agent. He unbuckled his belt and unsheathed a half hardened cock from his combat trousers. Leon's heart pounded; Christ Chris was...pretty sizable. His belly rolled with the Plagas, and even Chris paused, having felt the agent's belly, rather literally, roll under him.

Something else was happening; his clit was soaked. As Chris pulled his jeans free, his own member perked.

"Excited aren't we?" Chris observed. He reached over and stroked the agent's length. Leon's eyes shut quickly, a heat flushing his cheeks. His head fell back on the armrest of the sofa, biting his thumb. He hummed his wanton moans from under grit teeth and grinding bone. It felt...good...

Chris stroked Leon, slowly, methodically. The agent whimpered more, grinding the knuckles of his thumb in his teeth. Curiosity tickled the captain. His fingers dove from the agent's hot length and into the folds of a scalding heat.

Leon gasped and arched as Chris delved into the tight folds. He smirked delightedly, noting to Leon, "This must be painful for you..."

A glare of red eyes told him to shut up, so he did. However, he dug deep until his fingertips brushed Leon's womb. The agent choked out a whimper from under his bitten thumb. He tensed as Chris explored Leon. He let out a breath, bewildered but even more curious. He glanced to Leon.

"Okay. Let's do this."

He crawled off of Leon and shifted his hips forward, pulling the agent's hips down to his own hard length. Leon felt the captain carefully prod him, testing him. Then, Chris rose over the agent. He deepened further into Leon, the agent sharply gasping. It hurt! It had been years, but the muscle memory brought that back...

Connected...they were both connected now. The sharp spasms of stretched muscles tingled from Leon's lower back, forcing him to brace. He hadn't forgotten what happened back in Spain. He hadn't forgotten the many times he was ravaged senselessly.

And yet, it made sense the deeper Chris rolled his hips; it wasn't something he could ignore forever. He couldn't tame the Plagas no matter how much medicine he took or how many herbs he could brew. Even he could feel Chris sensing that time was of the essence. Still, whatever moment he could savor he took it. Slowly, slowly, Leon conceded to the Plagas' instinctive need.

Slow rhythms rocked the both of them, curiosity high as the captain and the agent savored the moment. However, time being of the essence, Chris picked up the pace. His member hardened further in Leon, every tiny pulse of his veins tickling within the agent's body the further he rolled. The Plagas wilted inside of him, weakening to the captain's primal tango. Leon himself even lowered his thumb from his lips, his mind crumbling, falling apart.

Forget how good it felt...it was pleasure; Pleasure he didn't necessarily want, nor did Chris, but a pleasure that was still there, and very powerful. It was frightening as well; He was afraid of letting go, afraid of giving in fully to the Plagas. What would happen if he gave in? His reputation would fall to ruin.

His jowls clamped tight, stifling his moans into soft choking gasps. Chris paid little mind to it, but he was growing uncomfortable. The rhythms made his hips ache. He growled after a few rolls, "Sorry Leon..."

He grabbed the agent's legs and pulled hard. He towered over Leon, much to the agent's shock. The agent objected, "Chris, w-wait...!" but his voice escaped with a sudden ecstatic gasp as Chris reclaimed his rhythms.

Harder, faster and stronger than before, Leon's mind shattered. He reached for the armrest of the sofa and held on tight. His womb gave way, allowing Chris the depth of his pleasures. The captain took it; a grunt told Leon he was nearing his limit.

He pinned Leon down with his sheer weight alone, puncturing through the agent's womb as fast and as deep as he could. He let out a shuddering gasp and threw in his weight. A pulse ripped between the pair as Leon felt heat pour through. White danced behind his eyelids, pleasure darting up and down his spine. Even his poor length throbbed, spattering white over his stomach.

He held onto Chris, the captain's cock throbbing within his body, unloading reprieval to the primal Plagas womb. Chris himself melted over the agent, basking in the sweet bliss. The tip of his member swelled inside the womb, locking them, as his base also swelled with a rounded knot. He hadn't felt anything like it before, never with another male. But this...it was the first time he truly enjoyed himself, besides out of necessity for the other.

And for odd reasons, they both peered at each other for a moment. Brown eyes met a heated red that slowly cooled to a gentle sky blue. They locked gazes at each other with uncertainty. What would become of this? Would the Plagas be sated, allowing Leon the chance to pursue Simmons and clear his name? What would happen after?

Chris shivered from the receding heat. He muttered to Leon, "I'm...sorry for having gotten a little rough..."

Leon blinked for a second. Chris, apologizing? He shook his head, then he answered, "It's fine...really."

"So..." Chris dared to ask. He shifted his hips. Painfully, Leon winced as well as the captain. They were still knotted...and would be for a while. "...now what?"

Leon swallowed hard. He peered at Chris Redfield, the bigger man peering down at him with the biggest pair of brown eyes Leon had never known in his life until now. He could see the question in his eyes alone: would this be enough?

Leon sighed. He answered, "...we wait...I guess..."

Chris nodded. He then smirked mischievously, prompting Leon to look over. He asked the captain, "...what?"

"I never thought that I'd end up having to knock up a DSO agent," Chris muttered. "Surprisingly...I enjoyed that."

Leon blushed. As much as he hated to admit it, he did as well. It was unlike anything he had experienced before. At the same token, he couldn't imagine having to do so with anyone else he trusted. Perhaps...perhaps it was meant to be...

Chris rolled his hips. Leon winced and growled, "Ah, what the hell?!"

"I think...I'm not quite done with you yet," Chris snickered. He rolled his hips again, Leon's walls trembling from the movement. Leon reached up and pushed Chris back. He told him, "Don't! You'll make it worse!"

"A little late isn't it?" Chris asked. Leon's head fell back with a frustrated but soft sigh. It didn't take much longer; Chris swept Leon into another round, another tango of throbbing heat that, once more, filled the Plagas womb.

And brought with it morning sickness six weeks later.