****Adult Content****
Claire's Pov
We were moving around again and every time he looked at me all I could do was remember our few minutes. I was excited because I was no longer a virgin but I also felt sad. The man to take my innocence was far older than I was and there is a possibility that if we survive this, I may never see him again. He could be married but the fact that he did not wear a ring caused me to doubt that assumption.
"Authorised personel only" was what we received the moment we came upon a second door. Wesker stared at the door and something tell me if he could tear it down, he would.
"We will have to walk around it seems" he gritted as he took me by the wrist. The small touch sent shivers through my body, Wesker guiding us down dismantled stairs. Well if I survived this I had one hell of a story to tell.
Our blood thirsty friends greeted us, my gun removed but Wesker surprised me when he lowered my weapon. I stared at the approaching horror, had the blond somehow lost his mind?
"Waste of ammunition, they are slow enough for us to get by them" he told me as he moved with me, the zombies being dodged in perfection. We ran into a few more zombies and that left us sandwiched because a familiar growl sounded.
I had expected the monster that had my stomach in knots with just one hit but I was surprised to find another monster. This one looked as though it was still mutating. As large as it was there was a possibility for it to increase in size. I was frozen until Wesker captured my upper body and legs, my lashes batting as I stared at the thing.
Wesker found the closest refuge possible, my body being tossed to the cold floor as he caged us in. To me it was a act of panic because we had no idea what we locked ourselves in with. The door would keep because unlike the doors I had seen before this one was extremely heavy. I stayed there on my ass, Wesker completeling his 'security check' only to stare at the door.
The creature seem to have found someone else because it moved by us with a heavy growl and footsteps. Wesker approached me, a hand being reached towards me only for me to accept that hand.
"There was a man attached to that thing" I told him and he stared at me.
"Husband of the woman we seek" he confirmed and I pressed my fingers against my lips. Did she experiment on her husband as well?
"Oh my god, how could someone be so cruel?" I asked as I sat on one of the wooden boxes present. I had seen a lot of things since my ass landed in this mess but this was the coldest one yet.
"In the next hour we have to move, our clock is ticking" he stated and I gave a firm nod. He took a seat next to me and I eyed his attire, just like me he had to change outfits. While I chose a different colour this man was keen on keeping black and just like before this outfit was tight.
I lift my gaze to find that he was staring at me, my smile nervous as I tore my eyes away. Well Claire, if you stare at him like that he will only feel sorry for you.
"Something bothers you?" he asked and I decided to lie. This was not the time or place to crave sexual affection.
"You seem to like black, that's all" I stated and with that he turned away from me. My gaze fell to his belt, my eyes moving a bit lower. There was the push to do something rude but it was the thought of rejection that hurt.
I will try regardless.
I touched him, the blond turning to look at me only to find me on my knees. His hands that were nicely dressed in black gloves fell to my shoulder.
"Get up" his voice was firm as ever but I was stubborn. I wanted to do this, at least he would be my first in two ways.
"I won't be long and let's face it, if you are worried about your marriage if we survive this you will never see me again" I told him as random my finger along his zipper. I was growing wet just thinking about this.
"I'm not married but what you say is likely, we may never cross paths again" he told me as he moved his hips a bit closer, a small smile making it's way to my lips. He was ready for me as I could feel him throb the moment I took him in my hand.
I stared at it for a while, I had no idea what to do with this other than to put it in my mouth. He took my hand, his thumb guiding my thumb over his cock as he stared at me. I followed his technique only for him to show me how to move my hands back and forth. How groaned, my hands continuing to move against him in a slow manner.
His body jerked slightly and his hand was at the back of my head, my lips being guided onto his length. I gagged the moment I could feel him at the back of my throat, Weaker moving back a bit.
I adjusted when his hips began to move, my tongue acquiring the new taste. He was satisfied but the fact that he increased the temporary simply meant that was eager to get off.
I dipped in my shorts, my fingers toying with the liquid that was looking between my legs. His hold on my hair grew tighter and I simply grew wetter. He filled my mouth and I pulled away, the contents of my mouth being emptied on the floor. His breathing was uncalculated and quite aggressive, his thumb moving acrross my lips.
I was pressed against the wall roughly, my cheeks against the cold surface as he entered me from that position. My body jerked because I was still sore from our previous love making. He whispered all sorts of things, majority being how good I felt to him and how hard he wanted me to cum for him.
I could only call his name, my body moving back and forth against the cold wall.