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Hate isn't the word to use to describe your feelings, you and Piers purely loathed each other. It wasn’t rare to catch the pair of you at each other's throats, whether it be for something small or not
Piers thought you were reckless, mouthy, and irritating. So damn irritating. Even though he was your superior, you weren't shy to run your mouth when you disagreed with him on something, quick to point out and mock any tiny mistake he made. It grated his nerves to no end.
Meanwhile, you thought he was a major control freak. Just because the captain is going AWOL he's decided to step up from second in command to first in command. He wasn't your captain, so why should you listen to him?
He prized himself for having patience, especially when dealing with Captain Redfield’s frequent outbursts. That was until you joined the team. You just knew how to press his buttons when you needed to, he wondered if you really hated him or if you just got off to constantly angering him.
(if Piers could pay to see anything, he’d pay to see you finally get your teeth knocked in by the next person you decided to mouth off at)
This time however it wasn’t your snide remarks or mockery that got the better of him; It was your recklessness. In the middle of an already heated mission and coming face to face with a b.o.w. It was a big thing, in fact the team was lucky enough to be presented with two of the freakish things. And with the added task of destroying gun turrets, it certainly was a handful.
You had stupidly decided to jump atop of one of the giant creatures, tugging and pulling with all your strength until the metal attached to its flesh ripped off, its blood splatting across your cheek. Gross. It squealed and shook, throwing you off it as it perished and fell to its death. You fell from a great height, the rubble around somehow cushioning your fall. Not entirely, but enough to avoid any broken bones, getting out with just a few cuts and scrapes which would heal in no time.
You could still fight, you knew it, Chris knew it. Yet piers was insistent on doing a full body check, not excluding one of his lectures as he hurried himself around the medical tent in the makeshift base that had been set up
You were set on cot, palm digging into the skin of your cheek, watching Piers go on a rant about safety, and how you shouldn't prance around like you had a death wish. The usual boring nonsense.
“What were you thinking ?!” he growled, moving with fluid movements around the tent to acquire a medical kit. “I mean, really? Throwing yourself onto a b.o.w like that, it’s like you wanna get your ass killed !” he scoffed
You couldn’t help the usual annoyance fill you, rolling your eyes and letting out an exasperated sigh “I'm alive aren’t i? Still in one piece”
Leaning to rest your elbows on your knees as you stared him down,
“And anyway, I managed to stop that big b.o.w from flattening us like pancakes! Spare me the lecture piers, Goddamn.” You retorted in a heated tone
Piers’ jaw ticked, facing you with nothing but anger in his eyes and furrowed brows, med kit now in hand as he kneeled in front of you
“That’s not the point !” he argued back “as your lieutenant it is my job to keep your sorry ass alive, and i can’t do that when you put yourself in situations like you did back there”
He pinches the bridge of his nose, attempting to calm his nerves and exhaling deeply before opening the med kit, though you could still see the vexation etched in his features, most prominent in his hazel eyes. Piers clicks open the med kit, rummaging around before pulling out an antiseptic liquid and a cloth
He dabs a generous amount of antiseptic onto the fabric before holding it up to the side of your face
“This’ll sting”
He mutters, beginning to clean up the scrape and blood along your cheek. Your jaw clenches as you hiss in pain and flinch away
“Fucking hell !” You grit out
A gloved hand grips your jaw, not hard but firm to keep you in place
“Stay still” he states firmly, clicking his tongue in irritation
You sigh, letting him do his work. After an exhausting day, you were not in the mood to argue with him or hear any more of his rants today
You knew you'd be fine. But piers, the paranoid freak he was, would be fretting about possible infection. It was admirable, you'd admit. The way he subtly cared for the other soldiers on his team
You saw the way he’d eye everyone down after an encounter with a bioweapon, subtly checking for any signs of injury. Or the way you noticed he’d slip behind everyone, keeping a watchful eye over everyone, ready for whatever danger comes.
Even though you were sure he hated your guts, here he was, cleaning your cuts for you.
“You need to be more careful” piers spoke, both his voice and expression softening “I can't risk losing any more soldiers”
Some part of that made your stomach flutter. The fact that even after the insane amount of heated disagreements and death stares, he still worried about you.
It made you wonder, did he really hate you?
And, did you really hate him?
You couldn't lie to yourself anymore; somewhere along this shit show of a mission you'd begun to see Piers in a different light. You started to love those hazel eyes, no matter what emotion they bore into yours
Your teeth tugged at your bottom lip, lost in what to reply with. You knew what you did was a dangerous idea. Yes, you could've gotten hurt, or even lost your life. But you were still here, right?
“piers..” you spoke, voice coming out quieter than expected “I'm sorry..”
The movement of the cloth along your cheek ceased, the man's eyes meeting yours. Of surprise or bewilderment you didn't know
An amused huff was what answered your thoughts
“So you do know how to apologise?” Piers gave you a teasing look “you're just full of surprises”
You cut your eyes at him, almost playfully “shut up, nivans” you retorted, leaning your head aside to give him room to clean up your neck
“y’know, you're one of my best soldiers out there”
That was rare, new, even. To hear something other than a reprimand or receive a heated glare and a clenched jaw
Piers continued:
“Even if you do have a habit of running your mouth”
You scoff at his teasing remark, crossing your arms
“You're not to innocent yourself and you know it” you shoot back, crossing your arms
The cloth, now long gone, wasn't missed as piers’ hands planted themselves on the cot, either side of your hips as he tilted himself forward. A grin tugging at his lips, something you'd never received from his before
This was probably the first time the two of you were able to sit in each others presence without starting to fight like a pair or coyotes tussling over scraps
“don't I know it” he hummed in agreement, a glint of..something in those hazel eyes
After the small distraction you'd offered, he returned to his original objective
“Look, I need you fighting fit 24/7. Yes, occasionally impulsive actions benefit the situation, but not always.” he digressed, the pair of you unaware of how close your faces had come together
“With the captain's condition, I'm handling two jobs at once. I need a soldier like you. I can't..I can't lose you”
You snort, a smirk placed upon your features
“Getting all soft on me, lieutenant?”
“Don't start” he retorts, giving a roll of his eyes
As if two magnets were colliding, time seemed to stop as piers' lips met yours. The kiss was slow and gentle, testing the waters, seeing how far he was able to push. It was like time seemed to stop as piers took in the sugary taste of your sweet lips on his.
Even if the action took you by surprise, it wasn't unwelcomed. Letting yourself pull him closer, a hand making itself home on the back of his head. You felt the dusty brown locks of his hair, stupidly soft as you pulled him closer.
You deepened the kiss with ease, moving with his lips in a tantalising way. Piers' hands slid up, settling on your hips. The warmth of his palms seeped into your skin through the fabric of your pants, causing a soft moan to spill as you gladly leaned into his tender touch
Much to yours and his dismay, your lips parted from each other after moments. Taking in the faint pink dusting his cheeks as his eyes burned into yours, full of tenderness and adoration
“You have..no clue how damn long I wanted to do that” piers breathed out against your skin, a hand travelling upwards to caress your side
“me too, piers” you confessed, wearing the same, matching, rosy hue on your cheeks “throughout all of our fights, somewhere along the way..I fell for you. More than I'd like to admit”
A smile graced piers' face, lit up as you had basically mirrored his feelings, his forehead was pressed against yours, lips just barely touching yet again
“giving me all that attitude while you were practically love struck? You're ridiculous” he responded in a breathy laugh before capturing your lips again
From there, it took a heated turn. The kiss heated up instantly and deepened. It was as if his touch was electric, sending sparks of dopamine up your spine as you moved your lips in desperate tandem with his, sent straight to between your thighs
His tongue pressed against your lips, silently asking for entry. You let him in, tangling yours with his, hearing a groan when your nails ran through his hair, raking his scalp. His hair was softer than you imagined, you were almost jealous
“Christ, you're perfect” he murmured between kisses.
Piers pushed a hand against your chest, lowering you to your back so he had to opportunity to settle on top of you, knees on either side of your hips as he straddled you
Your own hands met his shoulders as soft, wet kisses were stuck to your skin, lips working their way down your neck. He gifted the occasional mark, sucking until a noticeable mark was left in place, meanwhile he pawed as your shirt, slipping under to the soft skin of your stomach
It wasn't long before piers bunched it up, freeing you off the fabric. You gasped, nipples hardening into peaks from being exposed to the cool air of the tent
Your pants didn't last much longer, belt being impatiently fumbled with. Then hooking his fingers around the waist, pulling down your panties with it in one swift motion, lifting your hips to aid him.
Now you were completely exposed to piers as he leaned back to admire you, committing to the memory of your every curve, beauty mark, scar.
“You're so beautiful, so fuckin’ beautiful” he spoke with nothing but affection, love, and desire. Desire for you
A lovestruck smile played on your lips, peering up at him with heart shaped eyes. You tugged at the hem of his vest
“You next, please?”
He hummed in response, pulling off his shemagh from around his neck, discarding it while the rest came with. After his pants, he was just as bare as you, save for his boxers.
Your eyes roamed his figure, he wasn't as muscular as someone like Chris, but you knew he was strong. He had a subtle definition of muscle to his arms, shoulders, abdomen. It nearly made you drool,
You even had the treat of the print of his cock pressing against the fabric of his boxers. Holding back a moan at the small wet patch forming on the front of them
“So…?” He asks, lips returning to your skin, running along your shoulder
“fuck, you're so pretty” you whined out, swallowing the lump in your throat
He huffs a fond laugh “yeah? You think so?”
“mhmmm” you hum, letting him drop his head to your chest. A sharp moan coming forth as piers wrapped his soft lips around your sensitive nipple, pinching and kneading at your other breast
Your chest eagerly arched into his touch, fueling the burning heat in your core, inner thighs covered in sheer arousal.
He switched positions with your other breast. Leaving your nipples slick to the cold air and tingling as he continued his journey down your body. Your skin was scorching hot against his lips as a plethora of kisses and marks were pressed to the length of your torso
His mouth managed to leave a trail of invisible fire in its wake, only turning you on more. Aching to have something, any part of him
Sticking a kiss between the bends of where your hips meet your leg, they were swiftly propped up upon his shoulders.
Piers' hot breath billowed across the slick of your pussy. Your poor clit was swollen and twitching for his touch, it almost hurt. Almost
Just when you thought he was finally going to dive into you; he decided to tease you further. Turning his head to the side and kissing along your inner thigh. Getting so, so close to where you needed him most. Only to turn his head to the other side and give your other thigh the same treatment
“Piers!” You whine out in frustration, bottom lip jutting out
“what?” He feigned innocent, as if he didn't know exactly what he was doing to you
“you know what!” You groan, fruitlessly grasping as the back of his head
He laughed, shoulders subtly shaking as he listened to your little dilemma
“so impatient” he muttered in mock-annoyance
Finally, he snuck a kiss to your pearl before enclosing his mouth around it and sucking. It pulled a keen from you, hips jerking at the sharp shoot of pleasure
Your fingers tangled in his short hair, coaxing him to keep going, he flattened his tongue so you could grind against it. The wet muscle sending stars into your vision. Much to your disappointment piers let go of your clit with a wet ‘pop’, leaving it throbbing and pulsing as he worked his way even further down
Using his thumbs, he parted your folds. He had the perfect view of your hole, leaking slick for him. He dove in like you were his last meal, tongue-fucking you and slurping at your juices
He groaned, the vibrations of his voice sending pure bliss straight to your head
“Holy shit, you taste so good” he commented, muffled between your thighs “gonna get me addicted, sweetheart”
The tip of his perfect nose nudged at your clit relentlessly as piers licked and sucked at your entrance, drinking in your essence like he needed it to live
Sliding up your waist, you felt a hand come to cup your breast, thumb brushing over your spit-slicked nipple. Moans spilt freely as his mouth worked on you
You couldn’t imagine what the team would think, the two people that they assumed wanted each other dead, one of them currently stuffing their head between the others legs and eating them out like they were starved. It made you wonder if the noises you were producing were audible outside the confines of the tent
A pair of thick fingers circle your slit, violently pulling you out of your thoughts. Your breath catches in your throat when they slip inside, already searching for that weak spot. You yelp as piers lips capture your clit again, creating a vacuum that had you melting and mindlessly bucking your hips once more
Flicking your eyes down to him, you couldn’t help but tighten around his digits. Face flushed, his lips covered in your slick. You could tell he was drunk on you, his eyes covered in a daze, furrowed brows. His desperate look was enough to have you clenching around him
You jolt when his fingers find that gooey spot that has you squealing and leaking more slick down his wrist, you choke out his name, clawing at the wrist of the hand groping your breast
“Piers !”
A groan meets your words “oh fuck, you sound so good sayin’ my name like that”
You notice his own hips bucking against the material of the cot, needing is own type of friction as he worked you higher and higher
With every precise jab of his fingers, it wasn’t surprising as a sharp coil dared to wind itself in the bottom of your abdomen. It shot up your spine, exploding in molten warmth and leaving your brain melting
Your hips jerked, clit grinding against piers’ tongue as you chased your high mindlessly. He works his way up, pressing sloppy kisses to your lower torso, causing tingles and butterflies in your stomach
Thighs shaking, clamping around his fingers and crying out in ecstasy. Your nails dig into the skin of piers' wrist, little half moons forming on the flesh
“Oh god! I-im-”
“C'mon, I've got you babe”
Your whole being jolts, eyes screwed shut as you had one of the most mind-blowing orgasms you've ever experienced. Throwing your arm across your face and keeping up the cries of delight
Piers never stopped the abuse to your g-spot, prolonging your overwhelming pleasure. Driving you near to the edge of overstimulation.
He didn't stop until you were gasping for air, chest heaving. His fingers leaving you with an emptiness you didn't like, a whine ringing out
A love drunk grin took over his features as he brought himself up, bare chests flush against each other. His lips slot over yours once more, providing a sweet and tender kiss with his hands roaming your skin, warm and rough.
“Didn’t expect you to be that good, nivans” you breathe out, a teasing smirk on your lips
“Oh, i’ll show you good” he replied, a devious grin on his face
He hooks a thumb into his waistband and tugs until down to his mid thigh, his cock exposed to your gaze. Fuck, he was bigger than you expected, it had you dripping and wanting him even more
He brings himself to your entrance, gripping his cock to rub the swollen tip across your folds, making you let out a low moan when it caught your clit before finally beginning to sink the tip in. You grip his biceps as he deliciously split you open, the stretch making your jaw fall slack.
Inch by inch, he sunk you down onto him until his pelvis was flush against yours. A moan coming forth from your throat.
“ohmy- you’re so big” you gasp, legs hooking over piers’ hips. Sticking slow, meaningful kisses to your neck, piers breathed out a laugh in response
“Yeah? Want me to fuck you with this big cock?”
The words rasped in your ear caused a low moan, nodding as your nails dug into his skin.
“Please”
You thought you were in heaven when he started to move, snapping his hips in a sharp thrust. It was insane how quickly he started to hit your sweet spot. He hit that spot until once more you were crying out beneath him, a creamy ring of come and arousal coating the thick shaft of his cock.
Piers moaned with you every time you clenched around him, clenching him so hard as if you were scared he’d let go. The both of you were chasing a blissful high that was so hard to resist, giving up to instinct and falling deeper into the burning hot pits of pleasure
You surged forward, bringing his head down to pull him into a searing, cockdrunk kiss. Tongues immediately tangled through the shared passion.
“Oh fuck- oh fuck” piers moaned “you’re so pretty, so fuckin’ stunning. Fuck, i love you”
You locked eyes, piers practically had hearts in his eyes. Looking at you like an aphrodite molded you with her bare hands, looking as if you hung the moon and stars.
Your heart swelled, butterflies pooling in your stomach as you fell into this love drunk atmosphere. Clenching around him from his intense display of love
“Piers ! I love you too !” you eagerly reciprocate his feelings, pulling him closer so your bodies were even more flush against each other. Your bodies were so intimately tangled together, palms sliding together and intertwining fingers has he thrusted into you like it was be the last time he would ever do so
The both of you are moaning like no tomorrow, his pelvis smushed against your poor, overworked clit. Another orgasm is tumbling into you, you could tell piers was getting close too.
Just as you were so, so, so close; piers meanly slowed down until his thrusts were slow and deep
“N-no please ! please i wanna come” you cried out, tears of pleasure pooling in the corners of your eyes. A smile on his face as he nudged his nose against yours, nuzzling you like a little puppy.
“Wanna make it last, feel so good wrapped around me” he groaned, letting his head drop to the crook of your neck. His lips on the skin yet again, warm and tingly
“Don’t know why i didn’t do this sooner, prefer this compared to when your throwing insults at my face” he huffed a fond laugh as you pouted and mumble a
“Shut up..”
Your face felt hot, even as you wiggled your hips to get him to speed up. Your orgasm was just right there yet it was also just out of reach, the pace set being no good. Piers, ever being intune took notice, speeding up just to watch the reaction of your eyes widening and a moan being wrenched from you.
“That feel nice? Oh, i bet it does”
he rasped in your ear, your fingers squeezing around his own as you were finally pushed towards the pleasant, overwhelming feeling of bliss. Your eyes rolled back as you fell down the rabbit hole of pleasure. Coating his cock and your thighs in your sweet, sweet essence.
“Yeah, that's it, so tight around me” he groaned, he wasn’t far behind you. Giving a few more sloppy, harsher thrusts before he moaned against your skin, cock twitching inside of you as he filled you up impossibly full with his white hot ropes of come
The two of you stayed in that position for a while, chests heaving against each other as you basked in the fuzzy afterglow of sex. Sweet kisses and tender touches were shared, the display of love having your hearts intertwined, beating in time with together
Soon, he pulled out of you with a soft ‘pop’ watching his spend pooling out. You felt empty, but it was more pleasant now that you’d come, twice. Before you knew it, you were wrapped in his arms. You were both sweaty but you didn’t mind, the closeness was perfect. His body was practically a furnace, his hands petting down your frazzled hair
You didn’t know piers was so sweet and attentive. Then again, how could you when all you did was bare your teeth at him?
Pressing a soft kiss to his lips, a hand settled on his cheek
“I'm tired of fighting with you, piers. I’m sorry, sorry for being such an asshole” you sighed, you really wanted to continue whatever this was. It was too good to just be a one time thing.
“Me too, i’d rather love you” he responds, pressing a peck to the tip of your nose
You giggled, nudging the tip of his nose with yours.
“Definitely, I want to explore whatever this is. With you”