#Chris redfield has a breeding k1nk

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Chris Redfield x Reader

“Where you are”

Hi there y’all, it’s been a while since I’ve posted a one shot but this one has been in my drafts for a while. It hasn’t been edited well so bear with me. I hope you all enjoy. This is a mature one shot, so minors do not interact. There are themes of dubious consent as well as mentions of pregnancy.

Y/N was so ready for this mission to be over. They had just discovered some valuable information and samples from this specific testing site.

For the first time in a long time, Y/N was proud of the work the team had accomplished this mission. Instead of being the clean up crew for an active outbreak site, they were able to get into an actual lab and make arrests before things escalated. Now, all they needed was to analyze the samples to see exactly what kind of testing was being conducted on the property.

Y/N started to undo the PPE she wore. Making sure to tear off the respirator first.

The respirators they wore were heavy and extremely hot, causing its wearer to sweat profusely. She couldn’t wait to get into a shower as she ripped off hers to get some air on her skin.

She looked over to see the team’s captain, Chris Redfield wiping the sweat off his face as well.

He met her gaze and gave her a wink. She made sure to return his playful gesture, the other members of hound wolf oblivious to their flirtatious behavior.

You and Chris had been quietly dating for about 6 months. The two of you had been taking it slow, considering there was a significant age gap of 16 years between the two of you.

The power dynamic was definitely an interesting part of your relationship as well.

You were the first one to bring up possibly leaving Hound Wolf if things became more serious between them. Chris was reluctant to the idea at first.

You expressed how the job started to burn you out, especially after the way things were handled in Europe with the Winters family.

You had such a soft spot for Rose; she was the reason you stayed with Hound Wolf for so long. She was starting to age rapidly and the nature of her situation was a challenge that the BSAA had trouble handling.

There was even talks of training Rose to become a member of Hound Wolf.

That's where you drew the line.

You loved Rose, you held her every chance when she was an infant and when she was abducted by Miranda you didn’t sleep until she was found.

Rose’s abduction made you rethink your decision of working such a dangerous job.

Sure, when you were younger and obsessed with the ability to help people on such a large scale, you didn’t even think about yourself. You knew that it would be impossible to have a normal life; but, as the years went on, you started to soften.

You were starting to crave normalcy.

Chris was understanding of how you felt and respected your decision. He didn’t bring up the subject again.

You also think that’s why the two of you hadn’t had sex yet.

In the time that you two had become acquainted and became “more than friends” according to Chris himself; the squad was busy with deployments to all different corners of the world.

When the team had a rare bit of down time, Chris would mostly take you out, to get your minds off of work. Recently, Chris invited you over to his place and you were hoping to get some action.

The two of you ended up watching your favorite campy movies. Chris would end up putting his arm around you and you would snuggle in closer rubbing his thigh, hoping he would get the message.

Much to your dismay his eyes were glued to the TV screen.

The night ended with you falling asleep on him. Ever the gentleman, he carried you to a spare bedroom so you could sleep peacefully.

He had woken you up, but you pretended to be asleep hoping he would carry you into his bedroom. You really wanted him to flop you on the bed and start kissing you awake so the two of you could fuck for the first time; but you knew that wasn’t Chris’ style. He was a true gentleman.

After that, you wondered if the age gap was too weird for him.

That was a couple weeks ago, and the two of you hadn’t been able to be alone since. Your sexual frustration was getting worse, and it was getting harder and harder to hide.

You started to think you had opened up to him too soon and that maybe the two of you were headed towards a split.

You couldn’t blame him, the two of you had different priorities it seemed. The thought of not being together, even though you had been seeing each other for a short time made your heart sink.

The two of you had been intimate in other ways than physically. He was so easy to talk to, he always knew how to comfort her. You hoped he felt the same way about you.

You remember the first time Chris had finally let down his walls in front of you. The two of you had been sharing a drink in a quiet bar, talking about anything and everything.

He was a couple drinks in when a group of young men in their early twenties came into the bar. They were obviously in some kind of military service, hence their cohesive appearance.

Chris’ face fell as the couple watched the men laugh and start ordering.

“They remind me of my old team.”

You looked at the way he gripped his glass and the look of sadness in his eyes.

It might have been the alcohol, but you reached out your hand to rub his arm.

“Tell me about them.” You said gently, hoping he wouldn’t push you away.

Chris let out a low sigh and punched the bridge of his nose. Chris had a reputation, especially since the 2012 global terrorist attacks.

You knew he had lost every single one of his soldiers, and it took a toll on him; that was no secret. Chris wasn’t known to talk about himself, especially his past, so you were shocked when he began to talk about his Lieutenant, Piers Nivans.

“This kid, well,I guess he wasn’t a kid.” Chris began to laugh while he told the story. “Was a total hardass, I swear, I would have hated to have this guy in charge of me when I was in the air force.”

You returned his smile. You loved to see the skin around his eyes crinkle when he was happy.

Chris continued, “One day, I guess the other guys on the team got so sick of him always being on their ass, they decided to wrap all his shit up in Christmas wrapping paper, down to his toothbrush. Nivans flipped his fucking lid, I mean really lost his fucking mind. He started threatening everyone in the barracks that if they didn’t help unwrap his shit, he would make them run suicide drills for the rest of the week.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of painstakingly wrapping all of someone’s personal belongings for a joke; that was dedication.

“Did they unwrap it?” You asked genuinely interested.

Chris laughed, “of course, I even helped. We spent 2 hours unwrapping Nivans’ things. We really bonded as a team that day. Even Nivans lightened up. He was a great kid. His dad was just a real hardass on him.” Chris said, his smile beginning to fade.

“I remember having to go tell that same father to

tell him that his son died on my watch.” Chris rubbed his stinging eyes to prevent tears from falling.

You had never seen him show so much emotion.

You got up from your bar stool and hugged him tight. To your surprise he returned it before letting go, hoping no one had seen the intimate moment between you two.

Chris quickly paid their tab and the two of you went out to

his car to talk somewhere more private.

By the time the two of you had completely sobered up it was late.

Chris drove you back to your apartment, walking you up

to the door.

When you went to put your key into the lock, Chris grabbed you by the waist and pulled you in for your first kiss. You were caught off guard, but enjoyed the intimacy. You placed your hand behind his head entangling your fingers through his cropped brown hair. You wanted to deepen the kiss, but he pulled away too soon.

You looked up at him with puppy dog eyes and he chuckled.

“Get some rest, Y/L/N. You’re gonna need it for Monday.” He started to walk back to the car while you were still standing in front of your door in shock.

Now, 6 months later, the two of you still hadn’t passed first base.

You remained in thought as you observed Chris joking around with the other team members. You loved that he always remembered their interests outside of work.

Like how Umber Eyes had a soccer team he followed religiously and how Canine was obsessed with the Marvel-verse and would argue to the death about how it was superior to D.C.

You were broken out of your thoughts when you heard Lobo called your name.

“Any progress on those samples, squint?” He asked half jokingly. “I wanna go home.”

You rolled your eyes. “I’m almost done cataloging, if we get through this next hallway, we can go home.”

The team cheered.

“Alright team, you heard Y/N, let's suit back up and get the hell out of here.”

The rest of you did as you were told and headed to the rest of the facility.

As you & Chris were scanning through the empty rooms for any remnants of biohazardous materials, a cloudy substance began to fill the room.

You thanked god for the rebreather until you looked over to see Chris clutching his.

You rushed over to him. “Alpha, are you okay?”

He responded with a rough cough.

You tried not to panic. “We’ve got to get you out of here.” You quickly grabbed onto him and led him out of the now noxious room.

When you made it into the main hallway, you buzzed comms. “I need an Evac, Alpha has been exposed to an unknown contaminant. Repeat, I need an evac.”

You heard heavy boots quickly making their way towards you, it was the rest of Hound Wolf.

Umber eyes and Lobo grabbed each one of Chris’ arms and quickly made their way out of the lab.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

You thanked God Chris was okay.

The BSAA deployed another team of trained “squints” to run samples on the gas immediately after Hound Wolf was successfully evacuated.

Turns out the gas was a pheromone used to attract BOWS as a part of defense against intruders.

Luckily for Hound Wolf the pheromone didn’t have any known adverse effects on humans and that the site was cleared of all living BOWS.

When Alpha was cleared and determined healthy, the rest of the team decided to go out to a nearby bar to destress from the mission.

“Are you sure you don’t want to go out Y/N?” Tundra inquired. “You looked pale when we got to base. Alpha’s going to be okay, you should really get out and have a drink.”

Y/n contemplated going out with them to save face, but in good faith she couldn’t leave Chris here by himself. He was considered healthy, but he didn’t deserve to be alone when he woke up.

“I really appreciate the invitation. I’ll catch yall next time.” She winked at her friend.

Tundra smiled warmly back at her. “Alright, I’ll let the other boys know.”

Y/N decided to go into Chris’ room to check on him.

The decontamination process was arduous and exhausting, so she expected him to be sleeping.

When she entered the room she was surprised to find him not only awake, but in the shower.

She felt embarrassed, barging in to his quarters like this, even if they were seeing each other romantically.

You turned pale when you heard the shower turn off and Chris stepped out of the bathroom. You heard shuffling and before you could leave, Chris entered the room with a towel wrapped around his waist.

He smiled. There was something different about him.

Chris turned you around and placed you on the bed with his hips digging into yours. You felt his thick erection against your thigh. He held you down by the nape of your neck. His grasp on you didn’t hurt but you couldn't move either.

You started to struggle a bit, nervous against his grasp, you definitely hadn’t pictured your first time together to be so rough. Was Chris even in his right mind? Of course not, it had to be the effect of the pheromones.

“Chris, please. I don’t want to do this, not this way.” You pleaded half heartedly.

The rough nature of his touch excited you, but you didn’t think it was right to take advantage of Chris when something was obviously wrong. Fuck, but the way he held you down, you wanted him, this was the kind of intimacy you were looking for.

Chris responded by spanking your firm ass, hard. You yelped.

“Don’t lie to me sweetheart.” He smacked your ass again harder. He reached his hand into your shorts and felt the wet slick of your arousal.

It was undeniable that you wanted him to fuck you.

He made a “tsk” noise. “You’re being such a bad girl. Now, ass up.”

Your body betrayed you, you lifted your hips up, high enough so he had full access to you.

Chris ripped your flimsy shorts and panties down in one fluid motion.

Chris entered you without warning, his thick cock felt like he was splitting you open. Tears began to prick your eyes as the stinging sensation of his cock opening your walls wider, began to intensify.

Chris began thrusting deeper into you, worried about his own pleasure over your own.

“Your pussy is made for me baby. You’re doing so good taking my cock like this.”

You began to whimper, you didn’t realize it but you were breathing loudly through the pain.

Chris brought his hand to your neck, grasping it to hold you in place, so your back was completely to his chest. He placed his other hand on your abdomen.

“You’re going to look so beautiful with my baby inside of you y/n.” Chris said, kissing behind your ear, thrusting faster into you.

The pain finally numbed into pleasure with each thrust and you felt yourself relaxing.

Chris must have felt your body loosen up because he pulled out of you. You whined, because you were finally getting used to his cock.

Chris picked you up by the backs of your thighs and placed you on top, reentering you before you could adjust yourself.

Chris began thrusting into you at a merciless pace, your breasts bouncing violently into his face. You couldn’t help but moan loudly. No one was here, you might as well just enjoy the moment.

Chris put one of your full breasts into his mouth suckling the tender flesh.

“God, just like that baby,” he moaned. You were now synchronized, you were grinding into him as he was thrusting into you. “Gonna make you mine.” He kissed the valley between your breasts.

You entangled your fingers in his hair, playing with it. You wanted to be as physically close as possible.

Chris’ strokes became longer and slower as she felt him get close to his climax. You decided to play dirty now.

You cradled his head into the crook of your neck “Please give me your baby, I want everyone to know that I’m yours.” You whispered into his ear with a smile evident in your voice.

Chris took that as an invitation to flip you on your back and position you into a mating press. He was completely pressed against you slamming into you mercilessly.

You felt the warmth of his cum inside of your womb almost immediately.

You were gasping for air, completely engulfed by the pleasure waves spasming through your body. Chris began to pull out of you slowly, not wanting to spill any of his seed from you.

He leaned down to kiss your forehead and pulled you close.

“You okay?” He said nuzzling into your ear.

“Chris,” you said shakily. “That was amazing.”

He absentmindedly rubbed your abdomen. “I meant what I said.”

You looked at him with a smirk growing on your features. “What did you say?”

Chris sighed knowing he deserved every bit of teasing. “I want you to have my baby.”

You decided to tease him more. “I’m good enough to have your baby, but not to marry?” You chided.

Chris looked genuinely hurt. “Of course I’d marry you.”

You kissed him again, assuring him you were just joking.

“When did you know that you wanted to be with me?”

“That’s hard to say.”

You looked at him confused.

He sensed your sudden apprehension. “What I mean is, " he said, running his hand through his hair, “Is that there wasn’t just one moment.”

You smiled a goofy smile, and kissed his cheek.

“Seriously, Y/N. When you let me talk about my team, you didn’t try to talk over me or tell me how to feel. You just listened. You know for the first time that night I actually was able to sleep without seeing their faces in my dreams?”

You blushed, deeper this time. You didn’t know how big of a deal that night was to him.

He continued. “And the time you held Rosemary for the first time. You had so much joy on your face and out of nowhere, you started talking about leaving Hound Wolf once she started getting older.”

You felt flattered. He really cared about you, he listened to you. You guess the age difference didn’t scare him at all.

“Why didn’t you tell me sooner Chris?”

He started drawing circles with the pad of his finger on your shoulder. “I didn’t want to push you away. I wanted you so badly but telling you that I loved you too soon? Don’t you girls consider that a *red flag*?”

You couldn’t help but giggle at his use of modern slang. You cupped his face with your hand and used your thumb to caress his cheek.

“I’m kind of glad you got gassed with those pheromones now.” You said jokingly. “I would have never known.”

Chris cracked a smile, the kind that accentuated his crow’s feet. “We would have reached that point eventually.”

You looked at him with a more serious emotion. “In all seriousness, I think it’s official that I’m off Hound Wolf.”

“Absolutely.”

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

“Can I get you anything, babe?” Chris said as he got up

from the table.

“I’m good for right now.” He leaned down to kiss you and put his hand on your now obvious baby bump.

“Aww that’s so sweet.” Canine chided, Tundra elbowed him in the ribs.

You blushed, you still weren’t used to the team knowing that you and Chris were officially together; and expecting a child no less.

Chris sat down next to you and placed his hand lovingly on your thigh.

You had invited your friends over to celebrate, and to catch up. You hadn’t seen them since you were officially discharged from the BSAA.

When you confirmed your pregnancy, Chris had banned you officially from being near the BSAA headquarters.

He was very protective of you and the baby, so much so, he felt that even the slightest threat was too much for you.

The group sat at the table talking about recent deployments and how they had cycled out different squints in their squad and emphasized how none of them would ever be as good as you.

“Of course Alpha had to knock up the only good field tech.” Lobo joked.

Tundra rolled her eyes. “Don’t listen to him Y/n. You look so happy. Motherhood looks great on you.”

You couldn’t help but smile.

“Thanks, Emily. I’m so excited.” You turned your head towards Chris and placed your hand on top of his. “This is all I’ve ever wanted.”

“That’s disgusting,” Canine joked sarcastically, “Nobody should ever be that happy.”

“ I agree, I think we should talk about the BET.” Umber Eyes spoke up, a smile growing on his usually serious face.

Your face paled and you turned to Chris who looked equally as confused.

“We took bets on when,” Night Howl motioned to you and Chris. “this happened.”

Your jaw dropped to the floor.

Chris’ face scrunched up in anger at his teammates.

“You can’t be serious, that’s disgusting.”

“Now, you know you two can’t have all the fun. You’re the ones who made the damn kid.” Lobo laughed.

“Okay, I’ll bite. What does everyone think?” You said, rolling your eyes. The adults at the table all exchanged mischievous looks before answering.

“Well?” Chris decided to pressure them into talking.

“I said it was the night we all went to the bar and y/n” Canine pointed at you, “Stayed behind.”

Your jaw dropped. You couldn’t hide your shock that he was absolutely correct.

Canine’s eyes lit up with glee. “I was RIGHT.” He gloated to the rest of the teammates.

A collective of grunts and curses were heard around the table.

“You two couldn’t even wait to get back stateside?” Night Howl asked genuinely curious.

Chris answered. “We had been dating before, the pheromones just gave me a little extra confidence and I couldn’t wait.” He winked at you and your face went red.

“This is gross, we really need to change the subject.” Canine whined. “All of you owe me 20$.”

The rest of the night was spent talking about who the favorite aunt/uncle was going to be and who the new baby would look like.