The Sound of Silence, A Resident Evil Fanfiction

After Story, The Honeymoon

A warm morning greeted Leon's cheek the moment his eyes fluttered open. He yawned and stretched, his arms kneading the sheets. He turned his head, his back nuzzled into as he found Chris still asleep. His arms wrapped securely around his waist, pulling him closer to a larger, more built figure. He smiled.

Ah, of course, a little more than a day ago he and Chris tied the knot at the Virginia Courthouse, naming their family surname Kennfield. After their ceremony, and after a rather festive dinner and coordination with Claire and Sherry to watch the kids, they took to the road to head back to Colorado, mainly to enjoy their honeymoon there, since Leon's vacation was rudely interrupted before.

He felt his spouse stretch and nuzzle at his neck, then nipped at his skin. He shuddered in response, and Chris followed suit with more nips. He purred, "Good morning."

"Morni~ah!" Leon responded, suddenly arching as Chris' wrapped hand roamed lower, past his pelvis and grasped for his prize. He fondled and groped Leon, his other roaming to his lips and working through to play with his tongue. All the while he sucked hard on Leon's neck, wringing wanton moans from his spouse. Leon whimpered, struggling to hold onto Chris. He gripped his husband's thigh, but it encouraged yet another gesture. His leg parted easily for a hard and hot dick, lapping at his hot and dripping folds.

The hand that toyed with his aroused cock slipped around his waist and under his leg. He propped it up, and it took one thrust to drown Leon into sweet euphoria. His spouse's hips pounded into the other, his tongue snatched and his neck heatedly bitten into. There was hardly any time to savor the other; if anything, it was like Chris woke up horny.

Interestingly enough, Leon liked this rather abrupt, unquestioned lovemaking. At first he didn't; in fact Chris learned very quickly that Leon did not like to be woken up in that manner. It reminded Leon of his rapes, and it took everything in his power to not run from Chris. But as time went on, Chris was careful, coaxing Leon from kisses in the front to his neck. He let Leon lead when he wanted to be intimate, letting the latter show how he wanted his spouse to behave. Eventually, Leon let Chris roam from his front to his back, and even though Leon had his nightmares, he came to learn later that his breakthrough was his exclusive trust in Chris.

Those times he was taken against his will, Leon was forced to see their faces. With Chris, and with careful, consensual cues, he learned that it was not only easier for him to be intimate, but it quickly became his favorite. Chris could easily rile Leon, and in turn, Leon lowered his guard so that he could enjoy Chris' romantic endeavors.

And it was thanks to time and patience that Leon grew to not only love Chris, but trust him implicitly.

He sharply gasped as Chris managed a hard thrust, just as he was completely unaware, and knotted into Leon's womb. He choked, forcing Chris to let go of his play with his tongue. He found Chris pushing him down, keeping his head held as his husband's lips stole his. He felt his belly bulge every moment Chris throttled into him. His womb felt hot, his legs damp from the soaked sheets under his stomach. His aching cock dripped, right on the cusp of his climax.

Chris rolled his hips, and Leon found himself undone. His neglected dick spattered ribbons upon ribbons, his hand curling from the surprise. His back arched as it could go, his womb seizing onto Chris.

His response was boiling heat pouring into his womb. His voice let out a soft, euphoric cry, as he melted onto the bed, Chris over his back. He left kisses about his nape, following with tender licks from where he bit hard. It was animalistic but it was sweet. And Leon basked in it.

"I say again, good morning," Chris greeted Leon. The latter just smiled, shaking his head. Yep, typical Chris. He responded, "Good morning to you too. Enjoy your breakfast?"

"Mmmm, yes, yes I did," Chris grinned at him. He asked, "And you?"

Leon chuckled lightly. He responded, "Stuffed."

"Good," Chris teased. "Because when you're done clamping onto me, I'll get us breakfast, and I want to have the whole day with you, in this room."

"Do I get a say in the matter?" Leon asked his husband. He knew what the answer was going to be, which would definitely be a 'no'. But he just wanted to hear it.

"Nope," Chris promptly answered, and Leon rolled his eyes. "No you don't. Because I want to make love to you, because you deserve it."

Leon smiled. Breakfast, then lovemaking. Lotsa lovemaking. And probably afterwards, knowing his luck, they'd end up with another baby on the way. Or if he knew Chris like he did, probably twins.

Oh who gave a flying fuck about how many kids he'd have? They would be Chris', no one else's. Leon smiled and nuzzled his husband. He liked the idea of lovemaking. For once he wanted to be spoiled. He had been careful with Chris this past year, this time he was in the mood to cut loose.

He purred, "Let's get breakfast. Afterwards, I want to spend the day with you too. And if we end up with more kids, great."

Chris beamed at that.

"And more," Leon rolled just enough to look at his spouse. He smiled. "They'd be ours. And we will be raising them together, with Cristiana and Piers."

Chris was mush at that. He kissed Leon passionately, wrapping his arms around his beloved spouse. He murred, "I love you Leon. More than you know."

Leon melted to Chris' lips. He hummed out a soft moan and replied, "Good, because I love you too. No one else."

If it was one thing Leon grew to adore, it was Chris' affectionate affirmation. He belonged to Chris, no one else. His heart, body and soul was Chris Redfield's, as the Captain of the BSAA was his husband. They reminded each other of it, every day. But this, this was more than that. They needed those words, those kisses, to remind each other. They needed this, for their hearts.