Sending hugs always!…to give up control. For a ship of your choice!Please and thank you!
Hugs back! Chrisker for this one.
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“Wesker, you’re–” the word died on his lips, and he stood there, hesitating. His gaze flicked between the monster in the tank and the monster standing before him as his Captain.
Chris knew what he had to do. Knew what he should do. Knew what was right. But his resolve failed.
“Wesker…”
“Chris.” The blonde man smirked, and reached his hand out to touch his subordinate’s face. “Join me.”
This was insane.It didn’t matter. He leaned in and accepted the captain’s kiss, just like he had always wanted.
Chris woke up from the dream in a cold sweat, alone.
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