47. …out of spite for the ship of your choice.
Chrisker again, then. 😅
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Wesker paced around Chris with his hands behind his back and a smirk on his smug face, as Chris struggled against the tight bonds that held him to the chair.
“You put up a good fight, Chris, I’ll give you that,” Wesker purred. “I chose well when I picked you for STARS– however badly that may have ended.”
Chris glared up at him. “Just what are you planning to do with me, Wesker?”
The former captain of STARS smiled even wider as he reached down and gripped Chris’ chin tight, and pressed a kiss to his lips.
“Whatever I want.”
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