COD Zombies Smut And Fluff Ships

Caring affection

Ship: Bloodmoney

Fluff and smut

Kinks: none
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It had been a long day of zombie killing and Weasel was exhausted.  He had cuts, scrapes, and bruises littering every part of his body.  It was a surprise not one zombie had downed him, but he supposed that was just luck on his part.  A smile surfaced on his lips as he laid himself down on the bed in his cell.

"A nice nap will do," he yawned, his eyes slowly closing until he heard someone walk in.  A glance upwards revealed Billy standing in the doorway, worry etched into his features.

"Al?  What happened?" he frowned, gently picking his injured lover up.  Albert gritted his teeth when being moved and whimpered.  Billy rushed off to the showers after grabbing their small first aid kit, knowing he needed to clean the younger male before bandaging the wounds.

Albert gently squirmed in Billy's arms, blushing when his clothes were being taken off and placed under a shower head, warm water spraying down on him.  He had to admit, it felt really nice right now.  A shiver ran down his spine when feeling Billy's hands on him, gently and carefully cleaning his wounds.

The hitman traced each scratch with a wash cloth, glad none of them had been infected yet.  He had failed to hear the soft sighs and mewls of pleasure coming from Al, too busy making sure he was okay.

Albert squirmed a touch when the water was turned off and bandages were placed on each wound, wanting to be under it's warmth for a while longer.  Billy chuckled softly and pulled him close, the con-man squeaking when realizing they were both naked.

"Feelin' better?" he whispered, Albert slowly nodding, "good~."  Weasel yelped softly when being pushed against the wall, his wrists pinned above his head and face pressed against the wall.

"B-Billy?" he gulped, squirming.  Billy leaned his head down, licking and suckling the soft skin of his neck, soft mewls escaping his lover.

"We're alone right now and I know the other two are off gettin' perks~" Billy gave an impish grin, making a blush slowly creep up Weasel's neck.

The younger male jolted when Billy bit down, his free hand feeling all over his body before moving to prod his entrance.  Albert squirmed when a finger was thrust into his entrance, wiggling around and curling.

The con-man was growing impatient, rocking his hips back on the intruding finger, begging for more.  Billy nipped at his ear in warning.  Albert immediately stopped his squirming, biting his lip to contain his moans.

A second finger was thrust in, making him shiver slightly as Billy continued working on his neck, making marks all over.  Feeling he was prepped enough, Billy pulled his fingers out, a pathetic whine escaping Albert.

The hitman quickly positioned himself, prodding his lover's entrance before gently sliding in, making Albert moan pleasures.  Billy thrusted agonizingly slow, trying to frustrate the con-man.  It was definitely working.

Albert whined softly, pushing backwards and meeting with Billy's thrusts.  His lover chuckled and finally sped up, his pace seemingly in humane with how fast he was going.  Moans and groans filled the shower room until Weasel suddenly cried out.

"B-Billy~!  Right there~!" he yelped, digging his fingers into the wall.

Billy smirked, thrusting harshly into Albert's pleasure center, both nearing their release.  Albert was first to release, clenching around the hitman's member and making him thrust one final, hard time, releasing deep in him.  Billy pulled out, carefully sitting down and pulling Weasel into his lap.

The younger male was nearly passed out, smiling up at the hitman.

"I love you~" he whispered, making billy smile.

"I love ya too~"