****Adult Content****
ALBERT'S POV
I flexed ny fingers. I was never a patient man and being dependent was something I despised rather greatly. I glared at the open vent, my eyes on the insect that crawled free, some oversized while some where extremely small. By small the reference is made to indicate that the ones described as such were regular cock roaches.
I turned way from the vent, I had been standing here for twenty five minutes yet the request should only take ten to twelve. The vent lead to the first rooms on the other side of this building. The lighting should induce that it was safe for the woman to land. I removed my gun the moment there was a present, my posture relaxing when I gazed into bright blue eyes.
"Just me, it is done" she stated as she shook in order to settle the bag on her back. My gun was returned to it holster as I pulled my bag from the wooden box by the strap as I followed behind the woman. This was invitation for her in no way yet the woman walked next to me rather calmly. I barely my teeth slightly, the odds should be in my favour because it is possible that we may be separated again.
Every corner of this facility was infested.
"Do you know why she did it?" Miss Redfield question and for a short moment I forgot the story I created for Annette Birkin. I placed my arms behind me as we were now walking the metallic bridge, our presence known.
"I would be a liar if I said I knew" I told her and she chewed on her lower lip. For some odd reason the gesture annoyed me.
"I think this organization is sick and everyone who worked for this cruel organization is fucking stupid" she stated and I turned to look at her as I smiled from my eyes. Not everyone Miss Redfield.
There was a sound behind us, Claire and I turning around with our guns raised. Four hounds waited in line for what they assumed to be there meal. I killed all four with two bullets, Claire turning to look at me.
"We don't have much time, we need to move" I stated and she nodded before placing her gun to her hip. I lead the way, the lighting burning my eyes somewhat. I walked faster, I needed to find a area with gentle lighting.
"Hey, wait up!" She cried and I bared my teeth. Maybe I was rather foolish in killing those hounds because they could eliminate my current parasite. I slowed my pace, Claire holding her knees the moment I stopped at a a washroom.
I remembered this room clearly, this was the room live specimens (humans) were forced to clean themselves before a process could begin. I could still hear the agonizjng screams and I could still see those tired eyes. I turned to look at Claire.
"You are covered in filth, it would be wise to get cleaned up" I told her and she was the first to enter, a shot sounding when something moved. She turned to look at me with her gun lowered.
"What about you?" she asked and I nodded. It would be quite strange to her if I did not get cleaned as well so at the cost of showering twice I would do it. I placed my bag down, the door being closed after I faked the door being heavy, the door being blocked with iron pipe to the handle.
I removed my shoes and socks, Claire doing the same. We took the side respective to where we stood, my back turned as I continued to undress, my eyes on small white tiles.
"I was expecting you would have a tattoo" my eyes widened as I continued to hold my shirt in hand. My expression vanished within the blink of an eye.
"Your back should be to me Miss Redfield" I assured her. Her voice was no longer heard so when I was no longer wearing anything I ran my hand through my hair, the tap being turned on. I never found a bath appeal with cheap hotel soap but this was all this room had.
The moment Claire made a sound of panic I turned to face her, Claire running right into me only to make a odd sound when she touched something that wasn't hers. I am quite sure the name of a greek god left her lips so I simply moved her aside. Her tap was giving blood as opposed to water, my eyebrow raising a notch.
"Odd" I stated only for my gaze to fell to Claire who grew red cheeks.
"We will have to share" I stated as the woman continued to cover her body. She swallowed hard.
"I will just-"
"There is no time" I hissed as I washed my face with the rather cold water. I turned to Claire who was not moving.
"But you're a man" she stated and my gaze fell to the hand that resided between her thighs. I lift my gaze to meet her eyes.
"And I see that you are a woman" I replied sarcastically but it was as though the woman went completely stiff. I growled, my hand capturing her cheekbone roughly as I dipped, my lips pressed to her open mouth. She just stood there so I found the need to pull back but I was taken by surprise when she placed her tongue between my lips.
She was hyperventilating so I ended the kiss there, My shades removed. Her fingers trailed the side of my face and the way in which she touched and looked at me it was clear that this was the closest she had been with a man.
"Your eyes are beautiful" she stated and I was stunned. Seeing beauty in dull colored eyes that could shift to amber in a matter of seconds was nothing beautiful. This was the perfect way to ruin Chris and the cameras above us would record everything in colour.
I placed her against the tiles wall as our lips collided, my hand crushing her breasts as she groaned into my mouth. I kissed her as best as I could only for the woman to placed her legs around my waist as she pulled away.
"I'm a virgin" she stated and water poured onto my back roughly. I set her to her feet gently, my hand dipping to the middle of her thighs. I felt moisture, my middle finger sinking to the wetness. She gripped my shoulder and I stared at her as she closed her eyes.
"Do you trust me?" I asked and she nodded. My ring finger joined the other finger, Claire leaning against the wall as I continued to move my hand back and forth.
She moaned, my eyes on her lips that failed to generate a sentence. I increased the tempo, my lips falling on erect nipples, Claire sinking her nails to my shoulder as her body shook.
"Oh god" she groaned and I tilted my head a bit. Her cry was enough to confirmed her orgasm, her legs failing to keep.
"First orgasm?" I questioned as I lift her by the hip, our bodies pressed against each other.
"Do you you have protection?" She asked and my ego shattered in this moment. Coming here sex was not on my mind because flesh and blood is not one of my many kinks. Claire kissed me, my hand gripping her red hair aggressively.
"I'm on birth control" she whispered and it was never like me to trust that statement but in this moment I did. My erection was throbbing painfully with excitement.
I rubbed my tip against her, Claire placing her lips to my shoulder. I pushed against her sex, Claire sinking her nails to my back. For the remaining time Claire's vocabulary was lowered to only two words and they were used interchangeably.
Albert and Wesker.