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Fuzzy feelings

Chris redfeld x !Scientist!reader

( something short that I came up with)

It was warm and soft like a pillow or a blanket over your head

it made you feel safe in a way its been quite a while sense you feel sleepy? The emotion that is exited your body once you got this job

“ the hell are you doing” you snapped out of you sleepy trans to see at rather confused captain

“ c-captain redfeld…sir!” You stuttered backing away from his chest clearly embarrassed of the matter “ my apologies sir” you said looking away from his eyes and on to the papers

you drop in witch you should probably pick up but your to tangled in another problem

“ WOW DOC YOU SEEM A BIT SNUGGLY TODAY!” One of the soldiers yelled loud enough for everyone in to the room to hear

shit you then quickly begin to pick up the scatted papers once you did you quickly and safe made a run for it to your lab

you were like a bunny being hunted in a field and Chris was the one hunting you

LIZ DELIVERING WITH THE ATE SO HARD ERMMMM WHAT SPOILERS UNDER THE CUT QUICK AND SWEET just like you baby girl (RIZZ!?!?!?!?)

Chris is almost 50, but he pouts like a baby. It's almost cute. Almost. It would be if he hadn't made a fuss earlier.

AHHHHH I LOVE CHRIS HES LITERALLY SO ASFEOIWRUIUEWR HES SO BABY GIRL BUT ALSO DADDY AT THE SAME TIME???

"Fuck, okay, but I'm not waiting for you to get comfy. I am not getting frostbite on my dick."

HELP ERM WTF THATS SO FUNNY HES SUCH A SILLY OLD MAN

"Well, your dick is almost as big as your ego."

ong ik from personal experience (WHAT)

Except for the radio, which you realize you forgot to silence. "I guess we have some explaining to do," you say to Chris. "No need," says the voice on the other side, "we heard you loud and clear."

FUCKKKK THATS SO EMBARASSING I WOULD BE SOBBING CRYING AND BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS I WOULD LITERALLY JUMP INTO HYPERSPACE AND GO BACK IN TIME AND FIX THAT

LITERALLY I DONT NEED THE GANG TO KNOW I FW HIM LIKE LITERALLY... HELP IF THIS IS ALPHA FROM RE8 BROOO WHATTTT TEWIRASIURIAUREWIU

off point but my friend wore like literally a chris fit to school yesterday and now im tweaking so hard... ughghghghghghghh

leather's in season

pairing: re8! chris x reader

tags/cws: semi-clothed sex, semi-public sex, implied to have had sex in the past, coworkers, p in v, cockwarming, the gloves stay on! (until they don't)

summary: chris and reader are bored on a stupid stakeout on a mission, waiting for hours in chris' car, and they're cold, pent up with frustration, and...

a/n: the gloves have me in a chokehold (jk but i wish they did)

div creds to @animatedglittergraphics-n-more

wc: 1.6k

tags: @vaaaaaiolet @faysslut @leonfucker3000 @rigorwhoring @withonly-sweetheart

Contrary to popular belief, the worst part of fighting BOWs for a living is not the constant threat of death. It's the boredom in between the thrill of fighting — protecting the world from alphabetical viruses that can turn cities into zombies overnight gives you a sense of purpose. Sitting in the passenger seat of Chris' jeep makes you feel… absolutely nothing.

Okay, fine. It makes you feel something. It wouldn't be that big of a deal if you weren't trapped in the car with this man, with nothing to talk about, nothing to even think about besides the one drunken night you've avoided discussing for almost two months. You could go the rest of your life without mentioning it, and so could Chris. Except, when he takes his coat off, it's impossible not to notice his muscular frame, and when he groans in exasperation, it sounds so similar to that one time when —

"What?" Chris says, sounding ticked off, though you haven't done anything. You've only thought about doing things. Things you know he likes, for that matter.

"What do you mean 'what'?"

"You're staring at me."

"There's not much else to look at, since you're taking up like half my field of vision."

An exaggeration, of course, but he is a large man. In many ways.

"It's fucking cold in here. Can I turn on the heat?"

"No. You'll burn through the battery. And it's not even that cold."

Men. They'll wear basketball shorts in the snow. Of course he'd say it's not that cold.

Chris pulls out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

"Could you at least roll down a window if you're going to do that in here?"

"No," he says, "it's cold out there."

"I thought it wasn't that cold," you mock him.

He lights it despite your protests. He's the boss here — a fact he reminds you of at every opportunity. "It isn't. But it would be—"

You snatch the cigarette from between his lips, take a drag and blow the smoke into his face.

"What the fuck was that for?"

You not-so-subtly go into a coughing fit, having never smoked before. You hand it back to Chris, looking off to the side, knowing he'll make fun of you if you look at him. He takes it from you gingerly like it's a prized possession.

Minutes go by, the cigarette discarded in the ashtray in the center console, you pop a stick of gum in your mouth.

"Can I have one?" Chris asks.

"It's the last piece. Sorry." You're not really that sorry.

Chris is almost 50, but he pouts like a baby. It's almost cute. Almost. It would be if he hadn't made a fuss earlier.

"You can have it," you say, "I don't really want it anymore."

"Okay…" he says, suspicious — no, curious — about how you plan to exchange the gum you're offering him.

"Come here," you beckon him with a finger.

It's a trick as old as he is, but if nothing else, sitting in this car has made the both of you desperate, so he takes the bait and lets your lips touch.

It's quick, you play it off as a simple transaction, but Chris is nothing if not predictable. He grabs you by the cheek and kisses you again, harder this time, just as you expected him to — he takes control because he can.

"Get in the backseat," he says with a commanding, yet matter-of-fact tone that sounds similar to the one he uses with you in the field.

"Is that an order?" You ask, teasing him as he gets out of the driver's side, closes one door, opens another, and slides into the backseat.

Your eyes meet through the mirror on the windshield.

"You wanna stay warm, I'll help you, but I expect you to drop the attitude."

You want to be warm, and more importantly, you want to be closer to Chris, so you shut your mouth and get in the backseat.

Age, for Chris, just means extra gray hairs on his head and a greater proclivity for aches and pains after long days in the field. He's yet to lose that animalistic urge to tear your clothes off your body.

Your gear is long forgotten, lying idle in the front seat, but your turtleneck – skin-tight like Chris' – is very much still covering your top-half, a hindrance to Chris. His fingers fiddle with the fabric but you're quick to push his hands away.

"I told you, it's fucking cold."

"But I wanna see you," he says, with the voice of a middle-aged man, but the conviction of a whiny child, "I bet you look so pretty."

"You already know what I look like," you say, "unless you've forgotten."

"I could never forget that," he says between hungry kisses, "I've been thinking about the way you looked that night everyday since, which is why I want to see you like that again."

His lips find your neck, then his teeth tug your earlobe. "I'll make it worth your while," he says into the shell of your ear.

You agree to let him take your shirt off because when he's not demanding, he's convincing.

But he can't will his hands to heat up and he can't convince you that they're not cold. You shiver against his touch.

His solution is simple: keep the gloves on.

The feeling of leather against your skin is new, but Chris' deft touch is familiar. You know what his fingers feel like inside you, rubbing against your g-spot, making you cum with his hand over your mouth in the fucking supply closet. Only the location has changed, instead of a door, there are tinted windows. No one else is around (you hope), you can only hear the occasional voices of members of your squad coming from the radio.

You agree to strip when Chris offers you his coat (in addition to a place on his lap) to keep you warm. With you head tipped back, resting on his shoulder and his hands between your thighs, you say, without a thought in your mind, "I want you to fuck me."

You hear his breath hitch and feel his cock strain against his pants and you know he feels the same.

"Fuck, okay, but I'm not waiting for you to get comfy. I am not getting frostbite on my dick."

"Don't worry, I can handle it."

He hums, knowing you're likely overestimating your abilities but dying to be inside you nonetheless.

He lifts you up momentarily and you hear the clink of his belt and the zipper of his pants. He takes them down just enough to get his cock out. Without warning, he takes your hips and shoves it inside you, one deep thrust burying himself to the hilt.

It makes you gasp, it makes you whimper. Arousal makes you overconfident and the stretch is payback for your hubris.

"You're fine," he says. "You can take it."

"It's too much, I-I can't."

"Not my fault you're so fucking tight. Shoulda known based on your attitude."

"Well, your dick is almost as big as your ego."

It's hard to insult him when you're naked – aside from his coat – perched on his cock.

He laughs, rare and sweet – and proud. "Not my fault, either."

Chris' fingers, still covered by his leather gloves, play with your clit, making your walls flutter around him, every spasm elicits a grunt from him, and it only spurs you on – you try to lift yourself up, prepared to ride him like it's your life's purpose, like it's the mission you're in the middle of fucking nowhere to complete. He stops you, grabs your hips and holds them steady against his.

"What the fuck?" you say, pissed off (about how much his insistence on controlling the situation turns you on). "I thought you were gonna fuck me. This isn't fucking, I'm just sitting on your dick."

"Oh, it's not fucking?" he says. "Guess you're easy to please then, 'cause all I've done is stick my dick in you and you're about to fucking cum."

"I am not," you say, in a whine, as your cunt betrays you, clamping down around him, making it nearly impossible for him to fuck you if he wanted to.

Instead of taunting you, he takes his gloves off, shoves two fingers in your mouth and rubs your clit with more precision, more dedication to this mission.

"Cum for me," he whispers in your ear when he knows you're close.

You try to talk back. "Is that an or– oh my fucking god," your orgasm cuts you off. His hand covers your mouth before you can scream his name, and it's probably better that way. You're embarrassed enough as it is when you notice that you've soaked the front of his pants.

"You didn't–" you start, realizing he didn't cum. You're not sure if you should be grateful or offended.

"No, I have self-control," he says.

It's fucking reverse psychology whether he intends it to be or not – insulting you just makes you even more determined to make him cum, to pay him back.

"Oh yeah?" you challenge him as you sink to your knees.

He doesn't respond, doesn't protest. He lets you suck him dry.

You watch him go through the stages of pure bliss while you bask in the knowledge that you did this to him.

It's quiet finally, no arguing, no skin-on-skin, no moaning.

Except for the radio, which you realize you forgot to silence.

"I guess we have some explaining to do," you say to Chris.

"No need," says the voice on the other side, "we heard you loud and clear."

I need a Rough Chris in my life 🥵

Rough sex headcanon with Chris Redfield please. This tank of a man can destroy any pussies he wants.

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┊┊┊❁ Chris Redfield

┊┊🌙SMUT,FOUL LANGUAGE, ROUGH SEX, JUST NASTYYYY

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Chris Redfield

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Rough!Chris is such a turn on...like..can you imagine him coming home from a long mission, feeling absolutely stressed and needy. By the time you even try to greet him by the door, he's snatching you up and carrying you both to yours' shared bedroom

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Rough!Chris is harsh! Like putting his foot on your head as he's pounding you kind of rough. Rough!Chris is always so growly and desperate in your ear. He's so close to gaping your tight hole wide open.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ  Ugh, you can't run from him either in the bedroom, that's a insult to his skills for some reason? Rough!Chris is the type to grab your neck tightly from behind and pull you flushed against his chest. Keeping His free hand on your hips gripping them tightly.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ He knows he's big, he knows and he's sorry but baby you need to take it like the good girl you are. Rough!Chris lives for your begging and pleading, he wants you teary eyed and exhausted on his fat cock.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ Rough!Chris wants to ruin you for others, he wants to set his full claim on you, he wants others to know you're his and who is making you feel good, Rough!Chris wants you to beg for his cock everyday after work.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ The Rough!Chris who gets annoyed when you send him nudes when he's away from home. Ugh you're such a brat, but he loves you for it.

ʚ♡⃛ɞ  the Rough!Chris who has the softest aftercare and night cuddles when he's done with you.

Oh my god I beg you to write about Chris redfield and the reader being on the same team and him being so touch starved, he slowly loses control every passing day. Idk if it makes sense but the idea of the Dom undertone with him leading his team got me frothing

I had this idea for a while now and I was waiting for this, honestly. Thank you so much for your request 💜🤤

heyyy i saw that your reqs are open and you write for Leon and I was wondering if you write for him in RE4 just so I know what I can request lovey. -OwO

YESS I DEF WRITE FOR HIM ! You can send me anything you want honey 😍

Holiday With Alpha

This is a part of The Alpha series

A/N- This isn't new , I had published this one on AO3 before but since I couldn't write anything today I thought maybe this would be okay for now. I will be publishing a request tomorrow which is for Chris Redfield and I'm so excited for it!! I really hope you like it 💜 Also your feedbacks are so important to me so please comment what you think!

Warnings- Praise kink, Dom/Sub , Dom!Chris , Daddy!Chris , daddykink. ( Let me know If I missed one please ;) )

Summary-Reader offers Chris to take a vacation to get some rest. Chris doesn't take kindly to it at first, but later accepts it through someone and Reader and him have a good time on vacation.

For the first time in a long time, Chris was able to get up from work and the first thing you told him when he got home was that you wanted to take a vacation. You knew how tired Chris was at work and you wanted to take a vacation to relax him a bit and reduce his stress level. Chris understood what you meant but he didn't want to leave the house even on his vacation day in case something sudden happened at work but after you talked to him you secretly called the most sensitive person on his team - Emily - and talked about vacation plans. She knew very well how hard her captain was working and the only reason you told her was that you thought she could talk to Chris because Emily is a woman and she takes things more casually. And so she did. Because after you talked to Emily, Chris's phone rang and he started listening to Emily with a frown and grunt. Even though you were careful not to look at him after his speech was over, it didn't go unnoticed that he got up from your side and went upstairs.

Like you, you thought he had a vacation plan because you worked just as hard as Chris, and as if that wasn't enough, you came home and did the housework, but of course nobody was forcing you to do it because Chris and you were living such a comfortable life that nobody cared. Every now and then, Claire would call and tell you she was coming with Leon, and you'd usually be home alone and quickly tidy up the messy house and head into the kitchen to set the perfect table for them and your husband. Lucky for you, Claire and Leon had easygoing personalities like you, so you didn't have to worry too much.

After Chris got up and left, you were undecided whether to follow him or not, but because you were wondering what he was thinking, you followed him and when you came to your bedroom where you were staying together, you saw that he had already taken out the suitcases and prepared his clothes. Surprised, it's almost as if Chris didn't prepare like this for going anywhere other than not going anywhere but work and packing up on the way there. Never. When you opened the ajar door and walked in, his eyes turned towards you and he smiled warmly. You returned his smile and opened your arms to hug him, wrapping your tiny arms around his huge, warm body. Hugging him always made you feel so good because Chris was the best hugger in the world and no one could argue otherwise.

" I thought we weren't going. So what's the rush? " He gave you a small laugh and placed a kiss on your forehead. " Why? Can't I prepare the things we need for our holiday? " Of course he could, but it wasn't very Chris and that's what really surprised you. " Of course you can but did anybody say something to you because you've been acting a bit strange for a few minutes. '' He nodded his head in the sense of 'I understand' and without leaving you, he held your waist tightly and brought you to his level and took you in his lap. Even though you were a little embarrassed about what he did, you still kept quiet about enjoying this Chris. " Let's say someone has blown my mind. " You chuckled and started to kiss him passionately, taking your lips between his. “Do you have any idea where we are going?” He took you off his lap, pulled some papers out of his work bag, and threw them on the bed. “You may choose where would you like to go, and I'll follow.” You followed suit, closing your eyes and randomly choosing one of the brochures. Even if Chris didn't want to show it, he liked your attitude, and you did it to entertain him a bit and get rid of his work fatigue. You opened your eyes to see a place you never expected, you looked at Chris and shook your head. " No it's so expensive Chris- I mean, yeah we both work but it's-it's a lot " Chris left what he was doing , came to your side, took both of your hands, brought his lips to them and gave a long kiss. " As long as I have you, as long as you have me, it doesn't matter what it is. Don't worry about it baby, we'll work it out, together. But for now, let's focus on the fun part, shall we?"

The next day, you hurriedly packed your suitcases with Chris' help and drank a cup of coffee while you were waiting for the taxi to arrive.

‘’ I still can’t believe we’re going on a holiday. It feels.. ‘’

‘’ Different. Yeah I know. And I totally get why you want to go to holiday so bad and I’m sorry I haven’t made any time for you. ‘’ Chris was partially right about what he said because his work was so busy that you didn't want to keep him from his job, but on the other hand, your financial situation was good enough and you both needed a distraction. You were glad Chris understood that. You snuggled closer to Chris sitting next to you, inhaling his masculine scent and poking your head into his neck. Chris grinned at that, but he let you snuggle even closer, squeezing you under his arm. No matter how much you wanted at that moment to just sit and snuggle with him, the taxi would come at any time, but you had no intention of getting up.

‘’ You really wanna tease me right now, doll? ‘’ It wasn't your intention to do this to him, it was just a small thank you for taking you on vacation, but you had an unbelievable sensitivity to this man. Chris was such a person that he could make the person in front of him do whatever he wanted, and he gave severe punishments to those who did not. You once witnessed him give someone from his team a thousand laps as a full penalty, and, likely, that person has never been on Chris' word since then. Remembering this made you want to giggle, but you suppressed it and got yourself out of Chris's arms to straighten your posture.

‘’ What would you do about it? ‘’ Chris must have not understood, as he raised his eyebrows and told you to repeat what you said. ‘’ What would you do If I were a tease to you? I mean the cap is on his way, so we don’t have time-‘’ ‘’Who said we don’t have ‘time’ ‘’ You knew what he meant by the grin on his face and you were sure he would take it out on you when you got to the hotel, he could have fucked you in the elevator before you even got to your hotel room, but you didn't think Chris would do something like that in a public place and you knew he would call it disrespectful. Although Chris was a very stricted man at work, the same was true at home because he needed to maintain his form somehow and had no tolerance for indiscipline.

With that stupid grin on his face, he pulled you into his arms and placed kisses all over your face, starting from your ear. Your laughter was heard almost throughout the house, and it was very likely that they heard it from the outside as well. While you were bickering with each other for a few minutes, the house bell rang as you straightened up and took one of the suitcases by the door. You didn't get much because you were staying for three days on vacation, and it wasn't necessary because you weren't going there to impress anyone or rush from party to party, you were going to relax, to finding peace, and having a man like Chris Redfield by your side made you a pretty lucky person in that case.

Although your trip was enjoyable, you were a little bored while Chris was sleeping since you hadn't boarded with a plane for a long time and all you did was listen to music.

When you opened your playlist, you came across Taylor Swift's Love Story and this song reminded you of your relationship with Chris because you were in a cafe the day you met him and a young girl was playing this song acoustically. When you couldn't stand to sing because you knew the song, everyone except Chris yelled at you, but Chris came to you and talked about how beautiful your voice was. Of course, when a burly person like Chris came near you, you trembled a little, but when he sat next to you and introduced himself, you were relieved and your love started like this.

When you got to your room at the hotel, you both threw yourself on the bed and slept until the evening, sometimes you slept or talked. When you woke up the next morning, you felt a weight on you. You tried to push him away, but he was sleeping so deeply that he wouldn't even wake up. So you decided to provoke him a little and reached out and touched his dick. In response, Chris fidgeted a little uncomfortably, then a moaning sound came out of his mouth. You were encouraged by this, and you went even further, running your hand through his shorts and stroking him over his boxer. Most likely he was dreaming about you touching him in his wildest dreams at that moment, but if he had woken up, you definitely wouldn't have gotten away with it. You blushed at the thought of that, and just as you were about to take your hand off him, he grabbed your hand hard and moved it forward for you to put it back in the same place.

‘’ Either you do it, or I’ll have to punish you for it. You choose.’’ You loved his sleepy voice and you almost let out a groan with enthusiasm when you decided to force yourself to go back to what you were doing. You stroked it gently at first and then took it completely in your hand and slid your hand up and down. To make it easier for you to do this, Chris finally got up from you and reached over, pulled you into his lap. He licked his lips and kissed you passionately, while keeping his hands on your hips as you moved your hips back and forth. Only kissing sounds and your moaning could be heard in the room, which made you more aroused. Chris gave up on the move, tossed you to the side, climbed on top of you and kissed you from your neck to your breasts. You, not inferior to him, took his face in your hands and pressed them to your lips again. After a few minutes of kissing,

Chris pulled away from your lips and took off your thin T-shirt, continuing to place seductive kisses down your breasts, up to your navel and into your vaginal area. You couldn't take it so much that you pulled at Chris' hair and let out a loud groan, the breath you had been holding for two minutes.

‘’ Please Chris… I can’t. ‘’ While playing with your vagina, Chris gave you an even more infuriating look from the corner of his eye and continued to provoke you. ‘’ What do you want? Tell me what you need baby. Beg for it more. ‘’ You were raising your voice more and more as he progressed, and now you wanted to touch him too. '’ Please, Chris please I want to touch you too. It’s- ahh fuck it’s too much Chris.’’ Chris finally listened to you and took off his shorts and boxer and threw it aside, running his dick around your hole, waiting for you to beg more before he got in. '' What’s my name? ’’ ’ Daddy. Daddy please…’’ ‘’ What do you want?’’ ‘’ I want you please daddy. ‘'Without waiting any longer, Chris groaned quickly and went inside. You could hear the groaning and the slapping of your bodies as he went in and out.

‘’ Ahh fuck I can’t believe we’ve waited for this until this time. Fuck, babygirl you feel so good,so fucking good. ‘’ ‘’ Daddy, you feel so good too daddy. ‘' ' He was playing with your boobs as he went in and out even faster, and it drove you crazy enough. You knew as soon as he trembled that he was getting close to having an orgasm, and even though you signaled for him to come out, he didn't and continued to fuck you until you both came. You had only one question on your mind as you both lay there and hugged each other, exhausted at the end of this. If Chris dies one day while on mission, how would you take care of your unborn child on your own? At the thought of that, you snuggled closer to Chris and unconsciously felt a tear fall from your eye. Chris noticed this and countered your sting and took you in his arms. ‘’ What’s bothering you, doll? ’’ You decided to take a deep breath and tell him about the trouble you were holding inside. ‘’ It’s just, you know , I don't know how I'm going to get out of this if we have a kid and you die while you're on a mission. You may call me a freak but- ‘’ He grabbed by your chin, stared into your eyes, and as he smiled like he'd never smiled before, you felt something melt inside you.‘’ I can’t guarantee that but I promise I’ll be careful, sweetheart. ‘’ It would be foolish not to trust him any longer when you have entrusted him with your life. Whatever Chris Redfield did, whatever he said was right for you, and no one could argue otherwise.

That day went so well after the words he said that you felt as if you were in a fairy tale and you, the princess, had finally found your prince, and you never expected that this holiday would go like this. Good thing you were with Chris and hoped it would stay like this forever

Sneaky Alpha

      This is a part of the Alpha series.

  A/N- This man literally steals my heart every time I write for him. Help.I’m sorry for my grammar mistakes, my main language isn’t English.

 Request from- @mxrsviper  I really hope you like it, honey <3

​  Warnings- daddy kink, dom/sub, smut, fingering, oral (male receiving ) , praise kink 

  Summary- Reader has been with the Chris’ squad for 2 years now and Chris is slowly loosing control over her. He is so touch starved that he can’t help but find himself touching her in the middle of their workout sessions.

  The desire to belong somewhere. To be ruled by someone, to put order in your life, to help people or in other words , to save the world. This is something you had seen and wanted from your father since you were little. But the most important was the trauma you went through. Your mother died when you were very young, and you were so enamored of your father that saving people like him was just amazing for you to wear the gorgeous matte and black yet stylish outfits he wore. After your father died in an office where he served, all you had left of him was to do the things he did, which was actually what you wanted since you were little.

 Your father worked in many places, but he was not always successful. Either he was fired or his life was put at great risk, as in the last assignment. You didn't stay in one place too long because you didn't want the same thing to happen to you. But you finally found the place where you wanted to stop.   The day you went on vacation with your friends was like a dungeon again. People were running around, shouting and not stopping. At that moment, you remembered what your father did. What you wanted. That's when it hit you. Now was your turn.

  After you let the people calm down for a while, you took them to a safe place, and a few hours later , the supervisiors arrived, which you would have never guessed would change your life. The friendliest of them all, Emily, codename Tundra, worked hard to get you into the Hound Wolf Squad. Apparently their leader didn't immediately fully trust a person, but the others in the group instantly warmed up to you and formally begged their leader - Chris - to join the group.  You were content with a few things you got from your father, although you didn't have much ingenuity. You were someone who knew how to use a gun, how to use a knife, and how to be serious when appropriate. Chris was looking for just such a person. Although the man couldn't quite make up his mind right away, he eventually gave up and after a little practice, he realized that you were reliable and recruited you to his team.

  Your courage, your reliability, your seriousness when appropriate, your funny jokes, your beauty seemed to had fascinated him. He never told you that he noticed these in you, but even though the serious expression on his face was hanging on, you could notice that those eyes were shining when he looked at you.

  You had another exercise that day, and you rushed out of your dorm room so you wouldn't be late. Frankly, you were a little afraid of Chris. Maybe there was a soft disposition under his angry expression, but still you tried your best. The man's gaze on you was too obvious to ignore. Sometimes you wondered if the others were noticing it, too. You wanted to ask Emily this, but you thought it wouldn't be appropriate, so you dismissed the idea.

  “Y/N focus. “ You were snapped out of your thoughts by Chris' harsh tone and immediately shook yourself off and continued your workout. You had to work even harder that day because you were going on a new missions a few days later. Chris said that this task was not easy at all, and he emphatically recommended that you renew your energy. As if that was very possible because of him.   “Yes, sir. I'm sorry. “

  You had decided to warm up a bit before moving on to another exercise machine. After completing your warm-up by taking deep breaths, you went to the dumbbells and took the one that suits you.   “ You have to take it right, Y/N or you'll hurt yourself. “As Chris spoke, you lifted your face from the dumbbell and looked at the man in front of you. Sometimes you wanted to erase that knowledgable expression on his face, and sometimes you would curse yourself for helping you and thinking about it. The man just wanted to help. He was helping you the most, or that was another matter, of course.

 “ Here, let me show you. Bend down on a squat position. “ You did what he said. He took the dumbbells in his hand without any difficulty and went behind you and stretched your arms to both sides. “Just take one, now. “ You staggered with the weight of the dumbbell in your hand, but you managed to stay stable again. “ Now this one. “ When you took them both in your hands and stretched   out in front of you, he  hit you on the shoulder. He stepped forward to see how you were doing.   This was a position that you struggled with, but did not stop working in even though you were struggling. It might had looked easy when Chris was doing it, but it wasn't easy when you were doing it. Gritting your teeth, you pulled the dumbbells up. You suddenly threw the dumbbell to the ground and groaned in pain, as the pain came from the muscle in your right arm. “ You haven't fully healed, huh? What did I tell you, Y/N? I told you- “ “ You told me to do this one after I healed completely, sir. Yeah I know. I'm sorry. “

  “ Stop saying sorry and drop it. You can do it another time. “ You nooded your head and slowly lowered the dumbbell in your other hand to the floor, not like the other one. Since you injured your right arm in the last mission, your arm was continuing to hurt and cramps excruciatingly. You, on the other hand, continued without heeding it, but this did not escape the leader's notice. Nothing escaped his notice.

  “ Come here. I'll show you what else you can do. “After following him into the middle of the room you pulled back a little when you saw him picking up his boxing gloves. How did he expect you to hit him? After he handed you the gloves, he slipped the thick sheets over his fingers and clapped  hands together. “ Since you're sensitive on your right hand, I figured you might do something like this. It's just a practice to see how you're doing with it in case something happens on a mission. You can get wounded or worse. “ He was right, but you've never hit a big body like him until now.

 “ How is she even supposed to hit you, boss? You're basically a rock. “ You and the other members laughed at this thing from your team, but Chris just rolled his eyes. “ You keep going, Y/N. “ 

  You took a deep breath and took one last look at the burly man in front of you and swung your solid arm at him. When he pulled back, it caused you to stumble forward. You did not give up and continued. Every time you swung an  arm, he would either back off or let you hit him. That stupid grin on his face never ceased. You already knew you had done something wrong the last time you swung your arm at him because instead of hitting his arm, your arm was somehow aiming for his nose. The man staggered back in pain and dropped the sheets he was holding onto the floor, clutching his nose.  The other members were not alarmed at all, smiling at you, watching with curiosity what would be his next step. They had a reason to laugh. They knew their leader very well.

 “ S-Sir I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- ” Before you could even get close to him and see what's wrong, he grabbed your waist and pulled you towards him, quickly laying you down hard. The members' laughter sounded from his side. Again, you managed to be disgraced in front of Alpha. Once again, you realized that it was difficult to beat him. You groaned in pain as you fell hard to the ground, and you tried to get up, but you couldn't succeed. Chris came to your head and bowed.

  “ Don't ever let your guard down, girl, understand? “ You looked angrily and took his outstretched hand, letting him lift you. But he didn't know you had a game too. When he least expected it, you moved your elbow to the most sensitive part of his stomach. He pulled back and squirmed so you quickly jumped on top of him and sat on his stomach. You didn't actually plan this now. It had been your dream for a long time to knock the man down. Knock him down, sit on him, and touch his shield swelling. It was something that would have been the last if no one had been there at that very moment.  “ I'm sorry, Chris but I had to. “ You snickered, winked. Just as you were about to get up, he grabbed your waist and knocked you down again with the same intensity as he had just done. He didn't hold his arms on you, put them on either side of you and tried to get support from there. “ Sorry, Y/N but I had to. “He never knew the effect hehad on you. How much you wanted to touch him, to take his face in your hands and press your lips to his.

  If there was one thing you didn't know, it was that Chris felt the same way. The man hadn't interfered with you much until now, his hands were always at his sides, either waiting for you to touch him or just standing there doing nothing.  You couldn't help but stare when you saw how his swelling was swelling up when he was on top of you. It was noticeable, you had to admit.   He got up without saying a word and quickly walked out the exit door. The door slammed shut behind him and you just stood there and watched him go.

 “Well, that was weird. “  said Emily. She came up to you and grabbed you by the arms. After thanking her, you decided to leave the room and take a shower. This gravitational pull between you had suffocated you enough and you needed some relief.

  You entered the shower area of ​​the room and slowly began to take off your clothes. Your face was still red from the fact that you were facing Chris. The pain between your legs wasn't helping much either. Even if you tried to erase that moment from your mind, you could not succeed. His muscular body above you made you let go. Touching those muscles, his body and kissing him madly.  You jumped when the door suddenly opened. When you turned around naked, you saw Alpha standing there with her dick swollen and his eyes wide. You took a step back and stopped. He walked slowly towards you, didn't say anything, just grabbed your waist and pressed you against him. You could now feel the cock between your legs.

  “ Do you even realize what you do to me? “  he said at last. You shook your head no, waiting for him to speak. “ I've been waiting for you to come to me, to touch me. Oh yeah I've waited for you for so long. “ When you heard what the Leader said, you couldn't believe it. You didn't want to believe it. All this time, you had  always been chasing him, doing what he wanted, being at his disposal, and didn't you realize that he wanted you? “ You didn't give me sign. I- " " I didn't give you a sign? Here.” He took your hand in his big ones and brought it to his swelling. “ Isn't that enough for you? “

  “ C-Chris, I don't know what to say. “

 “ Don't say anything, baby. Just let me touch you. Please “ The man closed his eyes in pain. He wanted you to touch him so much that he almost exploded there. No, you were never idle to your leader. Someone would have to be a fool not to see his charm. You did everything in your power to make him appreciate you, to praise you. You knew that when he praised you, the twitching and the pain between your legs increased. You've wanted him for a long time.

 “ I've waited for you too, Sir. “ He chuckled and placed a kiss on your forehead. You brought your hand, still above the swelling, up a little and lowered the zipper. You knelt down and unfastened his belt in slow motions, as if tormenting him. You couldn't believe your eyes when you eagerly pulled down his pants with his boxer. It was bigger than you thought. “ Take it like a good girl, Y/N. come on. “ You nodded and brought your hands to his cock and picked it up. How big it was in your little hands, and it was so swollen.

  You put your mouth to the tip, started sucking, and occasionally gave small kisses. When you felt ready, you opened your mouth and took it in your mouth.   The veins on his cock that was in your mouth were pulsing and he was almost begging to come.

 “ Oh shit. Yes Y/N , keep going. That's a good girl. “ You groaned against it without removing the bigness inside your mouth. The vibration just hit his dick and he snarled. “ Fuck doll, you're doing so good for me. “ You didn't take your mouth off him once. You continued to suck. The saliva that accumulated in your mouth began to flow down your chin and bother you. You didn't care. You sighed and took a deep breath when you knew from the trembling legs that Chris was going to ejaculate. Chris pulled the wet hair out of your way.

 “ Come here, little one. Let me pleasure you. “You stood up and let Chris pick you up and sit you on the sink. “ Do you allow me? “ You nodded, but that wasn't enough for Chris. “Speak up, girl. Let me hear you. “  “Y-Yes sir. Please touch me. “ He pulled his trousers down, took it off at his ankles, and threw it across a room. “ Ass up. “ You watched with great impatience as you lifted your hips a little higher and pulled off your panties. You needed those fingers right in that  moment. You brought your hands to his and pressed into your warmth. “Please Sir. “

 “ Please what, Y/N? ”

 “ Please touch me sir. “

   “What's my name, little one? come on. You can do better than Sir. I know it “   Even though there were many names you made up for him, you knew a name that suited him very well. It was a name that portrayed his dominance. “ Please daddy. Please touch me daddy, please. He pressed his lips to yours,  leaned over  and unable wait any longer. His kiss wasn't soft, but rather hasty and sensual, as if he was now taking his pain out because he hadn't touched you in a long time.

   He held his middle finger right to your hole. You pushed your hips up against him, as if wanting more. “ Shhh baby. It's okay. Be patient. “ No, you couldn't be patient. You couldn't be patient with that man's finger right in your hole. You wanted more, so you were impatient. You wanted him too much. insanely. “ No daddy please, I want it now. “  you said, pursing your lips. Chris let out a curse under his breath and slowly inserted his finger, afraid to hurt you. He was so different from the other men that his fingers were huge, almost filling you. But he knew you couldn't be satisfied with just one finger.   Your moans increased as he started move his finger  back and forth, and you turned your head towards the chest of the big man who was now right next to you. You laid your head on him. Your hands did not stay in one place. Going a little further, poking his muscles from under his shirt, you lifted his shirt halfway up and planted kisses.

 “Daddy I'm gonna cum. “

 “Go on baby. Cum for me. Cum for daddy. “ You came hard after those sexy and flattering words. Chris took his fingers away from you, brought them directly to his cock, pumped a little, then rubbed up and down your clit to prepare you. It felt so good that you closed your eyes and focused only on the moment. “ Open your eyes and look at me. “ You have opened your eyes to your command. You looked down and realized that Chris was right in your hole, trying to get inside. He didn't need to be so gentle. You wanted him to break you.  “ C-Chris please. Don't tease me. “As you said that, he rushed inside of you, you both groaned at the same time and threw your head back. He placed kisses on your open neck and moved towards your mouth, pressing his lips to yours. Although his tides were slow at first, he later began to increase his speed.

 “ You're so tight, babygirl. But your pussy was totally made for me, right? You're daddy's girl, right baby. “ You nodded enthusiastically. The man's size was better than you had imagined, it felt better. You were ecstatic, and the only sound in the room could be your bodies colliding, your moans, and the occasional growls of Chris. You were getting horny with his voice.

 “ Are you close, little one? Yeah you're close. I know babygirl. You're doing so good. “

 You were delirious with pleasure as he praised you. You brought your hands behind his hips, causing him to press himself harder on you. Chris must have realized this because he sped up even faster, pushing himself back even further and quickly reentering. While he was continuing this, it was very soon for both of you to have your orgasms. 

 “ I'm close. Are you? “ he asked breathlessly. “Yes Sir I'm about to cum. Please make me cum. “ He came out one last time, shoved it back in, then groaned loudly. You both ejaculated at the same time. He poured his milk into you and came out. Despite you being terribly sweaty, he pressed his forehead to yours to breathe, placing his hands on your hips and staying like that for a while, until a door knock. 

 “Hey Y/N, you there? We have to talk. “After hearing the voice, you broke up immediately. With your legs trembling, you put on your sweaty clothes that you had taken off to take a shower, albeit with difficulty, and turned to Chris. “ So…”

 “ I was serious of what I had said earlier, Y/N. I really wanted you and I want you. ”  “ I know. I want you too, Chris. “ He laughed and after kissing your lips for the last time, he stepped into one of the shower stalls and watched you leave.

  Yes, Chris really wanted you for a long time, and seeing you and not being able to touch you was making him horny. Every time he looked at you, ignoring that swelling caused him to curse himself. It was too bad for him to be on the same team and not be able to declare his love for you, but now he knew that at least you wanted him. The feelings were mutual.

 With a sigh of relief, he eft the room and entered the men's shower area. He was stunned by what he saw.

 “ Well Captain. Looks like you have a thing for that girl after all,huh? “