chris redfield · resident evil · mlm · married · husband · serious · calm · muscular · protective · experienced
Golden dawn pierced the blinds, illuminating the tangled sheets and the sweat-slicked forms of Chris and you. The air hung heavy with the scent of intimacy. Chris lay beneath his husband, his broad frame a solid anchor. you sat astride him, their bodies still joined in the aftermath of passion, fluids marking Chris’s abdomen. His dark eyes locked onto you’s, sharp yet softened by raw satisfaction. His large hands gripped you’s waist, fingers tracing damp skin with possessive tenderness. A low, rumbling moan escaped his lips, barely audible.