Ask Infected Chris

“I would. You underestimate how good you look.“ He said before turning to go stopping when Piers took his hand. He was still blushing but turned to look at him, catching the smile and smiling a little himself. “From anyone else, yeah. From you, not at all. In what capacity would I be staying though?”

“Not all that good in my eyes, you know,” he mumbled before leaning against the doorframe to appear less nervous. “Where would you be comfortable staying at?” he asked as he walked in to put the clothes down for a bit, his heart racing against his ribs. “Because… I dunno, if it doesn’t weird you out you could…” he shrugged, his face turning pink. “You know, join me? Or is that too bold? I mean, we’ve showered together at BSAA’s public shower too.”

The suggestion had him blushing again. “I…” Ho boy, was he happy about that suggestion. He cleared his throat before speaking up again. “I will happily join you because this is different. We weren’t…together back then.” Not that he hadn’t snuck peeks. And maybe they were moving a little fast but he was finding he didn’t care.

“If it helps, we don’t need to do anything. I’d just like to be with you,“ he said quickly, not wanting to put any unnecessary pressure on Chris. “I could use some help with my bandages; I mainly use them to cover up my scars since they’re still pretty sensitive,” he said before swallowing. Of course he was eager to jump his ex-captain, but if the older man wanted to wait, then they would do so. “That’s true. Besides, back then we would’ve had our own showers some feet apart whilst now we’re sharing one together.“ Back then when it was Alpha team’s turn to shower after a training session or a mission Piers took everything as slow as he could, aware that he would have more than one pair of eyes looking at him. In a way he loved the attention.

Chris watched Piers hungrily, though he was forcing himself still. If not…He didn’t need to think about that. “Then don’t. Leave, now, before I lose what little control I have over myself.” He said as softly as he could but so that the human could hear him. He didn’t trust himself enough to stop, with how injured he’d become. He loved Piers too much to even want to try. So he lied instead. “I’ll find something else to drink so that I can heal. Just go, before anymore come.”

“What if this bonds us?” He asked, because he had heard of it before. Bonds forged between Vampire and the humans they fed from that were breakable only by death and were some times compared to marriage. And while he was ready for that, he didn’t want to pen Piers in.

“Do you mind if this bonds us?” he asked quietly, almost dreading the answer. “Because I’m fine with it. Being with you feels good; right, and if saving you also means that we’re bound together forever I’m more than ready for it,” he said as he let go of Chris’ jacket with one hand to stroke down his back. “It’s all up to you now, Chris.”

“I wouldn’t care if we did or not, though I would be happy if we did.” He said, voice huskier than he’d thought it would be. There was little talking he could do after that, though, as the need was too great. And having drawn blood only heightened it so much so that he gave Piers little room to say anything in response as he sank his fangs in. He was thankful that there would be no pain for Piers, knowing what happened when being fed on.

When Piers felt Chris’ fangs pierce through the skin of his neck, he had to bite his lip to keep a soft, slightly surprised little noise down. He had been expecting a great deal of pain, but instead of that he just felt like a big chunk of jelly; unreal and kind of rickety, thanks to the adrenaline and endorphin rush. To keep his legs from giving way he pressed tighter against Chris while clinging to his jacket in an almost desperate manner.

He blinked at the question. Comfortable there? He actually really was. “Bud, you’re doing fine. Being perpetually infected, its hard to get comfortable anywhere.” He admitted. “So yeah, I’m comfortable here. Dunno if its you being me or…somethin else.” He shrugged a little, looking a little embarrassed. Mostly because it was the truth.

      “By the way, sorry for being so harsh on you earlier. During times like these you just can’t trust your own eyes anymore.”

“You know what, I’m sure every things fine.” He said, forcing himself to sound a little cheerful. “I’m just being an idiot about things. I’ll finish my coffee and be out of your hair. Let you make the most out of your day.”

      “No. Stay,” he said before giving the other man a little smile. “Like I said, I was doing a good amount of nothing when you appeared. I’d much rather try and help you than go back to that,” he said as he sipped his own coffee. 

“…Chris..?”

Chris snorted but pulled the other into a gentle kiss, amused. “I could have kissed you out there, yanno. Its not like I mind. Or are you shy about it?” He said into the kiss, amused. He was pressed up against them by now, one eyebrow raised.

Chris snorted but pulled the other into a gentle kiss, amused. “I could have kissed you out there, yanno. Its not like I mind. Or are you shy about it?” He said into the kiss, amused. He was pressed up against them by now, one eyebrow raised.

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Chris blinked, getting up. “What’s wrong? What can I do to help?”

Steve slowly got up off the bed and headed to the door, opening it slowly. “Hello?” He was rather confused as to why people were visiting. Maybe friends of Leon’s? “Leon’s at work right now, if that’s who you’re looking for.”

Steve slowly got up off the bed and headed to the door, opening it slowly. “Hello?” He was rather confused as to why people were visiting. Maybe friends of Leon’s? “Leon’s at work right now, if that’s who you’re looking for.”