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11 July 2009 @ 02:00 am
Here's a parting gift!  

The title is shamelessly quoted from the brilliant RE4 parody, Days of Our Lives. However, I'd like to stress that no associations with incendiary grenades are intended at this time. It just refers to the fact that my right hand indeed comes off and wanders far (I'm so gonna get it for these jokes) and amazingly, I've finished the fic I promised to write on time. For our glorious RE obsession. XD

This fic first came about as a self-prompt. ("When they were young and as innocent as either of them could get..." - yeah, it was too intriguing not to pursue further.) In some ways, it's the opposite of the previous story I posted in this fandom; in some ways it's a direct precedent. It makes sense to me, anyway. inside_the_veil kindly gave me an "official" prompt to go with it, so thanks. I've made good on it, see?

It seems short for how long it took me to finish (especially compared to that other one), but that's mostly because I wrote it in random strokes of genius at 3 AM. Which, predictably enough, required a diligent clean-up at times that were not 3 AM. On another note, I like it entirely too much in Wesker's head.

Title: On a Limited Time
Pairing: William Birkin/Albert Wesker
Rating: Slightly NSFW
Word Count: ~630
Summary: The early stage of Wesker and Birkin's relationship, namely their first attempt at intimacy. The fic itself is drabble-ish in style and just exploring the character dynamic.
Notes: This would take place in 1978/1979, meaning a year or two after they started working together at Umbrella. I haven't gone as far as to have them call each other Bertie and Willie, but I did find the first names more appropriate in context of their ages at the time and the contrast with their later relations (or my perception of them, anyway). Also, I think it's safe to assume Wesker would have worn jeans at least once in his life. (It's not like they don't make them, you know, black. XD) And that he wouldn't have been immune to any and all awkward situations from the beginning of time, even if they were mostly not his fault. Come on, that would just be the easy way out. Character development, etc.
Disclaimer: Resident Evil belongs to Capcom. I make no profit and intend no copyright infringement.


On a Limited Time


Perhaps, all things considered, this was only a matter of time.

If so, it’s irrelevant now. They had gone for a walk at dusk to relax from their endless tasks in the lab, they talked somewhat, and then the ultimate slip came easily. Not even Albert could tell for how long it had been there, brewing just under the surface, ready for discovery and use. When they finally touched standing by the door to Albert’s bedroom, they didn’t speak of it.

They end up in bed as if it were the last resort. For once, Albert doesn’t mind the position he has found himself in, lying on his back, looking up at William expectantly. There are fingers on his shirt, fumbling with the buttons but eventually prevailing. William lowers his head. Mouth on Albert’s neck, he circles one random spot with attention; Albert can barely concentrate enough to keep his eyes open. The room tilts to one side in surreality. His mouth feels dry; swallowing, he feels his Adam’s apple bob up and down against William’s tongue. He can’t resist an involuntary whine. Triumphant, that’s what William looks like when their eyes meet again: he has made the icy facade drop is all he could be thinking. Albert can’t be bothered with irritation now. It’s enough when William finds one spot at his collarbone that actually makes Albert shudder—entitled bastard—and dips his tongue into the central hollow. Teasing, tentative. It is clear that he has never done this before.

Albert just might give him the satisfaction for all his trouble. His hands attach themselves to William’s sides, under his jacket, running up and down in slow strokes. That alone makes William’s breath against his skin come harder. His quickly dissipating composure is quite remarkable. When Albert starts taking off his friend’s shirt, having managed to push him aside slightly, it is all William can do to hold out until it’s been discarded.

And then they kiss. Albert would prefer for it to retain some semblance of refinement, but William pushes past his lips, which makes a dignified approach next to impossible. It’s starting to be almost amusing, Albert finds. If intimacy is what William wants, he can give it to him. That much is not a problem.

For the following few minutes, this will have been his last coherent thought. Before he knows it their still clothed hips are sliding together, denim on skin on sweat, and their faces are aligned in the frenzy and suddenly one of them bites down and Albert’s hand digs into the other’s back as if cramped. He knows for certain that he has bruised. He feels William gasping against him and a hot wetness spreading in the front of his trousers. It takes him a moment to catch his breath.

“So unsystematic,” he remarks dryly then, knowing precisely how annoyed William the Diligent is going to be by this. Surprisingly, no vengeance befalls him worse than a half-hearted shove and a forcibly caustic reply.

“Spare me that. You liked it well enough.” A waft of cool air on Albert’s chest as William sits back on his haunches, observant.

The night is at its beginning. As darkness presses against the windows, so do their bodies, the muscles and the sharp angles, in preparation to strike again. They will have other opportunities to master the system.

With anybody else Albert could maintain a sense of detachment, but William fascinates him. There is one person he has no reason to look down upon. The more he dwells on it—as his trousers are loosened and his socks disposed of, quite systematically now—the more he realizes he and William could achieve. Already he suspects there won’t be enough time.

 
 
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See you later, instigator: Remus/Sirius1 (by wild_huntress)oudeteron on July 11th, 2009 11:51 am (UTC)
Oh shit, what have I done? XD No, really, I'm glad the fic's so appreciated! Just try to, erm, focus? On the task at hand? *pets*
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See you later, instigator: Birkin&Wesker - in secretoudeteron on July 11th, 2009 11:46 am (UTC)
Wow, thank you~! *dies upon seeing the comment* You've made my afternoon morning.

You know too much. :P But actually, I did first get intrigued by the wording as I wrote the first fic, then got the neck-licking in my head, and then was miraculously smart enough to combine the two. So you're right and I'm right. XD

Agreed. We can put in the crackfic, but no way it would work in serious porn (unless they call each other that in canon, of course. I'd give an arm and a leg to see that). Still, I mentioned this just for you. XD

"Zooming in" was pretty much the effect I was going for! I don't know why, but somehow I find it easy to write Wesker-perspective in present tense. But with random sophisticated words (so as not to only postpone the inevitable?). Or maybe it just fits the atmosphere here better. I tried to minimize exposition as well, and the past tense worked nicely for that. In any case, thanks so much!

*rejoices quietly for the neck-licking* I'm so glad you enjoyed that bit! I guess it goes to show it was the first scene that came to mind. XD Weskerously. As for the ickle William, you're right, plus you know how old he is here? 17/18 (yay ambiguous age). I think that if nothing else, it's not far-fetched to say he hadn't had much experience before (there's no indication either way as far as I know, and it fit nicely into this). Wesker, on the other hand, could have. Never mind that he's two years older. It's not much, but possibly enough for things to have happened.

Sure he can, but he's probably not going to call it "surrender" even then... :P

That's too Wesker, really.
That's the best compliment you could give me on characterization - I hope you know that. Also, MWAHAHA! I love when a fic has the same effect on the character and the reader. XD

Not random at all! The "one of them" was very deliberate. /cunning

Haha, you got me there. So true. But I also think it would take a lot for his researcher side to get pushed aside. Just as much as it would for Wesker's general attitude, so it's all fair. XD

reckon that's the perfect way of answering to Wesker without triggering him off in any wrong way, huh? Bertie has found an equal, I guess...
Yes and yes! Nothing to add here.

Moar pron? ZOMG. *ded*
Use your imagination! By the looks of it, this has triggered quite a bit of it. XD And I have three weeks to come up with another fic...

Hehe, have I just made "the system" good? Who would have thought.

Thank you for this brilliant comment! And they are. That dynamic is really too delicious. WE MUST PERSEVERE! XD

Screw decent thoughts, this is the kind of feedback that makes me happy! But do feel free to obsess some more. XD

Have a great trip!
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See you later, instigator: DMC - Jackpot!oudeteron on July 11th, 2009 08:34 pm (UTC)
Well, who else should get a gift fic with those two? You can appreciate it properly and all! :D

(Hope the place's not too bad...)
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See you later, instigator: Albus/Gellert (by ushitora_icons)oudeteron on July 11th, 2009 11:48 am (UTC)
Indeed. It's just like me to have all that hot shagging in a fic and name it after the only remotely angsty sentence, though. XD
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Cherrycherrytruck on January 14th, 2017 10:19 pm (UTC)
I like how you feel the need to use both the re:fics and birkin/wesker tags, like you have any other re:fics, although maybe you can fix that by writing our other OTP, the redfield x the kennedy, put in a bit of diversity there, and then to prove you are a MATURE and UNDERSTANDING OF DARK TOPICZ yaoi authoress you can throw in some dodgy scenario, how about a Wesker/Chris/Birkin barbeque, I mean Chris is very beefy to need such cooking mmmm
Cherry: Odacherrytruck on January 14th, 2017 10:19 pm (UTC)
This is my fic now
Cherry: Birkin Viruscherrytruck on January 14th, 2017 10:20 pm (UTC)
They didn't bring condoms this time round did they
Cherry: Birkin Viruscherrytruck on January 14th, 2017 10:24 pm (UTC)
WHY DOES THIS CUT OUT JUST WHEN THE REAL FUN BEGINS YOU [INSERT SHAPE OF GENITALIA] TEASE, what was it that Birkin said in that other fic, YOU BETTER NOT START WHAT YOU WON'T FINISH! if you leave me hanging like this I'M GOING TO WRITE A FIC OF BIRKIN SHAGGING THE G VIRUS, NO JOKE