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"Chris, Chris, Chris." Wesker tittered disapprovingly, shaking his head as his inhuman eyes roamed over the rather revealing attire of his partner. "Must you insist on dressing like that?"
The man in question didn't see anything wrong with his outfit. He simply looked himself over, saying a puzzled. "What's wrong with it?"
That earned Chris a huff as Wesker folded his arms with a smirk. "What's wrong with it you ask?" Those orange eyes burned through his shades as he purred, "it looks like something you'd see someone wearing in one of those shady clubs."
Horror dawned upon Chris' face as he realised what he was saying and so he exclaimed an offended, "are you saying I look like a goddamn stripper!?"
Wesker laughed quietly, "affirmative. You may say it's a fearsome warrior outfit but I don't know any warriors who had such a look. What you're wearing certainly doesn't strike fear in me. It, however, stirs a different emotion within me."
Poor Chris averted his eyes and stared off into the distance, utterly embarrassed by the whole situation. He truly thought he'd looked badass!
Chris' reaction only made Wesker's laughter become louder until eventually he burst out into hearty laughter. "A warrior indeed! Ha!"
"Damn it Wesker!" Embarrassment consumed Chris, and he clenched his fists, striding off towards the village in which the killing would commence, miserably mumbling. "I'm throwing this out when we get back..."
"Oh, dear heart!" Called Wesker through laughs, jogging after him. "Don't do that! I'd certainly like you to keep that ravishing outfit and wear it for me in private." A low hum escaped him as Chris stopped, turning to face him with a sigh. "Can we have this conversation later?"
"Yes. I think it'd be best we did... Because with those delightfully tight trousers of yours, it wouldn't do you any favours if I turned you on right now by going into great detail of what I'd like to do to you in that outfit." He flashed him a grin and strode past the man, who was frozen to the spot for a few seconds, before turning around with an unhealthy red on his face, following after his teasing lover with a huff.