bluehrbs

[bluehrbs]

he doesn't say anything back when she tells him she loves him, maybe she spoke too soon and he wasn't ready for this. she's quickly realizing that she might've fucked up, maybe freaked him out as love and sex don't always have to go together. she lets her smile fall a little bit only for a second, still wanting to enjoy the things she can get out of this moment.

like the smooth and sweet taste of his kiss. they're both covered in dirt and grime, sweat from the night and all the running around trying to survive but it's still somehow the best kiss she's ever tasted in her life, kind of wishing she could do it forever and never having to come back up for air even when she knows she has to breathe again.

her eyes watch his, blushing a little when he calls her beautiful and making her shiver under his gloved touch. "I don't know..." she says kind of shyly, dropping her gaze from his own. she'dbeen called beautiful before, sure. but it's different when he says it, knowing he could easily have any women in the world that he asks for. ada was just outside, a beautiful women, much more mature and confidant than Claire could ever be and yet, he chose her...he's praising her and if kind of feels unreal. "but I do know that ilike the way you touch me." she whispers, she doesn't want to be loud but when he touches her like this it's almost as if she can see stars. biting down on her lower lip as she tilts her head back. "f-fuck." she says almost loudly as his hand slips into her underwear, fingers touching her bare cunt making her hips jolt just a little with his tongue licking at her sensitive nipples as well.

finger moves through her hair, combing through it as he licks against her skin making her head tilt back a little, it's dizzying and so perfect, rolling hips against his fingers a bit as a soft smile tugs against the corners of her lips in response to his words. "I wanna see and I want to feel it."

his breath catches again at her words, not expecting them at all as his cheeks burn. he's not sure if she means she's in love with him or she's just teasing him and saying she loves him as a person. he presses a soft kiss to her lips, lashes fluttering shut as he focuses on the taste of her, his mouth slow and gentle. he hopes she can feel it through the kiss, how much he needs her and how strongly he feels, never having met someone like her before. a hand comes up to cup her jaw, kissing her more until she moans, breaking away to catch her breath.

he pulls away too so he can look at her again, blue eyes roaming her figure. "you're so beautiful," he says softly, his hand tracing her side, fingers brushing against her naked skin. "everything about you is perfect." he flushes, allowing his palm to caress one of her breasts, squeezing gently. he leans down, allowing the hand inside of her pants to slip inside of her underwear, his fingers touching her bare cunt and making a soft moan escape him. "fuck... claire." she's so wet, her cum against his hand as he plays with her clit, rubbing it in soft circles. he gives her nipple a tentative lick, allowing his tongue to drag across the soft pink skin as his fingers work at her a little faster.

"how do you want me to show you?" he asks softly, blushing hard. "i-i'm hard, if that's what you mean..." he's aching actually, one hand palming her breast and the other buried in her panties, fingertips against her clit.

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"really? cause I love you leon kennedy." she says almost teasingly, brushing her nose against his with a bright smile. it was strange how this was the most intense and overwhelming feeling she's ever felt, the adrenaline from the night was a factor of course but it wasn't anything compared to the fact she's quite literally obsessed with him and his blue eyes, his sweet smile. she's never wanted anything more and if this was her last night on earth it was hella way to go out.

a soft gasp leaves her, almost from the excitement as he already starts to unhook her bra. "this is really happening " it feels awkward to say outloud, her cheeks flushing as he slowly guides her towards the counter beside them. there's a bed on the other side of the room but something about the idea of him being that eager to touch her that he doesn't even wait makes her feel like all of this was real.

she helps him take off her tank top and the bra quickly follows as it easily falls off her shoulders. it makes her shy, feeling so exposed in front of him, hoping he likes what he sees as she kisses him eagerly again, fingers brushing through his hair with a moan loving the way he tastes and even more loving the way his hand explodes her small frame. she pulls back for a moment just to catch her breath and watch the way his hand sneaks down under her jeans, pressing into her panties as she lets out a soft purr and tilts her head back a little. "y-yeah, just like that....keep going." she says with a moan knowing he can feel how soaked she is for him as he pushes the fabric against her cunt.

"maybe I've been waiting to be kissed by you for awhile now." she teases. "you're kind of hard to resist in case you haven't noticed." given she can barely wait to fuck him despite everything going on. "I think you should show me how bad you want me too."

he guesses she has a point, but all of this is surreal and he knows they need to get to safety soon… eat and drink water, even. the adrenaline keeps it from being too noticeable, how thirsty and tired he is, body worn out and bruised.

all reasonable thoughts slip his mind when her lips touch his a little, murmuring that she wants him to fuck her. his body flushes, feeling it in his erection as it strains in his pants. it’s hard to wrap his mind around just how much he’s attracted to her, needing her a little desperately. “claire…” his voice is warm, the admiration and desire he feels pouring into it. “i like you so much.” the words are soft in comparison to what he wants to do to her, this burning need rising in him that he can’t control. the moment he had with ada is all but forgotten, already swallowed up by what he feels for the younger redfield after spending most of this night fighting to protect her. not that she even needs it, she’s already so capable herself. it's just one out of many reasons he admires her, those feelings stirring inside of him until he can't focus on anything else but her and how beautiful she is in front of him.

his fingers undo the clasp of her bra and then both hands move to her waist, walking her back to the counter behind her. he helps hoist her up onto the surface, elevating her close to his height. then he pulls at the hem of her tank top, rolling it up and off. he helps her remove her bra next, tossing it onto the counter. his breath catches in his throat, eyes hungrily taking in the sight of her, from her smooth skin to her full breasts, so beautiful and perfect. 

she kisses his lips and he moans, eyes fluttering shut for a moment as his fingers tug at the fly of her pants, undoing the button and then the zipper. “like this?” he murmurs, sliding his gloved hand into her pants, fingers touching the soaked fabric of her panties. he gently rubs her clit, his mouth slotting against hers in a messy kiss as his tongue drags against her own. he can’t get enough of the taste of her and how soft her lips feel when he moves his against them. his fingertips circle her nub through the fabric, slowly starting to slide against the rest of her cunt, teasingly dipping between her lips. her underwear sticks to her cum and he slowly moves his fingers in and out of her entrance to tease her.

his heart is racing in his chest and he’s harder than he’s ever been in his life, only worsening because of her cum against his fingers and the way his tongue eagerly slides against hers, kissing her messily. their lips finally part and he catches his breath, fingers playing with her cunt through her underwear. “so wet… is this just from kissing me?” it makes him faint, thinking he caused this.

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she loves the idea of getting to go on some cute little date with him, already mentally picking out the dress she would wear. it would be something casual, red or black and short with those cute spaghetti straps and maybe if she could wipe all the blood and brains off her boots...she would want to go on a cute date, simple. maybe dinner and then going back to her place to watch movies. her mind filled with the fantasy of what could come if they make it out of this, making her heart swell as she smiles widely.

"everything we do in this situation is crazy, killing undead of what would've been your coworkers... rescuing little girls and walking around a police station full of puzzles and statues....I think it wouldn't kill us to take a moment for ourselves, if you want that is." she giggles shyly. she knows it's not perfect, especially for their first time but it's like this need, wanting to rid herself of all this left over energy from the fucked up day they've had, feel alive in his arms as he touches her all over. "I want you to fuck me rookie." she purrs, smirking against his lips.

she smirks when he touches her, bringing his other hand to her ass as he squeezes and causes a soft shaky moan to fall past her lips. she wants more, she wants him to touch her all over and make her feel good....she needs it. "you like it? maybe you should keep touching it..." she teases. "maybe you should touch it in different places." she leans in to press a kiss to his lips once more.

theres a soft gasp falling past her lips, her eyes fluttering as she bites down on her lower lip. he starts to kiss her neck and his lips are so soft and perfect, a little wet as he continues on and starts to leave a trail against her skin despite all the dirt and sweat. she shivers as his fingers move up her skin, sneaking under her shirt and feeling him reach for the clasp of her bra. "yes sir." she says teasingly, smirk tugging at the corners of her lips. "all yours..."

she tells him he owes her a date and kisses him, a soft motion with gentle lips. he sighs a little against her mouth but she pulls away, teasing him again. "yes ma'am," he answers a little breathlessly. he imagines what it would be like, taking her on a date and seeing her dressed up, even more beautiful than she already is while covered in grime and blood. he swallows hard, realizing just how much he likes her and how much it almost scares him.

he blushes at her words, feeling embarrassed by his earlier boldness. "t-that's not what i meant..." her nose is against his and her lips are so close, making his heart race in his chest. "i would do it anyway, i just meant..." he struggles for words, his skin feeling hot. "i know it seems crazy, doing anything like that in this situation." sleeping together down here, when they should be finding a way out before it's too late. his body is tired and aching, full of adrenaline and fear, having spent the last few hours fighting for his survival. somehow it only makes that primal feeling worse, like he needs her even more because it's life or death.

she wraps her arms around his shoulders and her body presses against his bare chest, making him feel hot. "i-i want you, too," he murmurs against her lips, allowing her to shift his hand to her ass. "oh..." he's already turned on but now it's worse with the way she softly asks him to make her feel good, making him blush everywhere. he moves his other hand to her ass too, palming it firmly as he presses his forehead to hers, noses brushing together. "you have such a nice body," he says shyly, words soft against her lips as he squeezes harder.

he bends down, moving to her neck and pressing a gentle kiss there and then another just below it. dragging his lips across sensitive skin, he keeps kissing her slowly, leaving a trail of spit all the way down the front of her throat. one hand leaves her ass to slide up her back and beneath the fabric of her tank top, fingers working at the clasp of her bra. "is this okay?" he presses a wet kiss to the top of her breast, where her cleavage starts.

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she knows she's starting to sweat, something she sometimes does when she's nervous but this was much more intense than usual and she's trying her best to ignore it. it also makes it difficult when he's talking about it, repeatedly telling her how beautiful she was, that even the way she glows was beautiful.

it's hard to process her words properly, her mind was kind of all foggy right now because he was touching her and whispering sweet words to her. rose never imagined she's get him like this and now that it's happening it's almost overwhelming but in a good way. the air feeling tight as his fingers touch her, pressing into her clit and making her wet. "I just want you to keep touching me." she says softly almost nervously before he's kissing her lips, cutting her off as a soft moan is muffled by the pressure. she kisses him back eagerly, nose nudging against his as she whimpers softly at the feeling of his kiss.

she cups his face, a little as she kisses him back. tenderly letting her fingers move against his face as she hums into it. no one and nothing else matters in this world, she doesn't care about who thinks this is right or wrong all that matters is just for a moment leon really gets to be hers and touch her as if they were made for one another.

it's making her sweat more however, she knows her hands will start to glow more and it will lead up her skin if her energy grows even stronger but before she can wipe it away he's grabbing her wrist and making her mouth falls open as if she were about to tell him not to, he doesn't have to do that to make her feel better...most people worried that even touching her would make them sick but then he begins to lick her hand, from her palm all the way to her fingers just before he's pushing them in the mouth and she's gasping a little. it was weird to feel it, making a shaky breath fall past her lips. "o-oh my god " she says softly, mouth following open with a gasp. "l-leon that feels so good..." she mumbles, rolling her eyes back as she lets them flutter closed. it's making the sweat go away too, biting down on her lower lip.

it’s cute to him how she stutters, tripping over her words as his lips near hers. she had called him a god but she’s much more godlike than he is, so incredibly beautiful in a way that’s ethereal. “it’s beautiful on you,” he reaffirms. maybe mold by itself is still mostly a bad thing, something humanity is better without. but he’s perfectly positive that the world is not better without rose and she makes every room brighter just by being in it. 

��you know you’re cute when you can’t speak?” he loves her red cheeks and the way her skin glows a little, signaling she’s nervous. she says his name again almost desperately and he can feel it turning him on, that ache between his legs at how pretty she sounds. “yes, baby? tell me what you need.” he lets his fingers trace her clit from over the fabric, gently pressing down to listen to her moan. he cuts the sound off by pressing his lips to hers in a soft kiss, mouth moving gently against hers as a quiet moan escapes him. it’s the second time they’ve kissed but his heart feels like it could explode, her lips so soft underneath his as he touches his tongue to them. 

he’s not sure what’s coming over him but her sounds are driving him crazy already, making him need her in ways that almost scare him. he isn’t supposed to want her— he’s supposed to be on the other side of the room keeping watch and protecting her. but she sounds so good and she’s so soft, allowing his fingers to rub against her clothed cunt in a gentle rhythm.

he realizes she might try to wipe her sweat off (he’s seen it a thousand times before), so he pulls away, moving his hand and taking her wrist. he’s not sure what’s driving him to act this way but he needs her; needs her to know that he finds all of her sexy. pressing the tip of his tongue to her palm, he slowly licks her skin all the way up to her fingers, tasting her in his mouth as eyes flutter shut. his tongue touches her fingertips and then he’s pushing them into his mouth, her digits sliding against his tongue as he sucks them softly. blue eyes open and meet hers as he slides his tongue against her fingers, enjoying the taste of her.

[bluehrbs]

it's hard not to wonder what her life could've been like if she had been born without powers. into a normal and loving family, maybe she wuld have friends, get to be like other girls, going on dates, even getting to go her first prom she missed out on, all that stupid little shit that seemed so mundane and small but it's what she longs for more than most things. she wanted to know what it was like to be pretty and happy. she sighs a little at his words, he's so positive as if this isn't a nightmare. "I guess." she mumbles, not having much of an argument because he's not exactly wrong either. "beautiful is an interesting word for it." she chuckles softly, trying to hide the blush in her cheeks. "most people find mold disgusting, not beautiful but thank you leon. it's high praise coming from an actual god." rose teases.

in fairness not a lot of mold actually glowed like this before either...but if leon thought she was beautiful maybe she should learn to accept it, it was high praise coming from a man like him. she had the biggest crush on him but why wouldn't she? he was so sweet and charming, sexy and smart...he was the only one who likes touching her, even being her first kiss and sure maybe it wasn't exactly appropriate given he was her protector but isn't that how the best love stories start? the princess falling in love with her knight and shining armor and riding off into the sunset together on a big white horse. she deserves just a little bit of happiness in this world and if leon was willing who was she to let that go?

his words make her blush, especially as he's shifting over her a bit, pressing his forehead to hers as his hand is pressing down against the mattress. he smells good, looks even better with his dirty blonde hair falling in front of his face. she's as red as her pale skin will allow her, blue eyes wide. "n-no...I didn't mean it like that I j-just meant....." she can barely speak properly or form a coherent thought because of how close he is.

shes out of breath, like he's sucked it all out with his lips being so close to her. she wishes she could kiss him, just to see how he tasted one more time, his fingers brushing against her hair, calling her special. "l-leon...I" what the hell is she trying to say, what even are words at this point. she's just in love with him and she knows how crazy that must seem.

rose doesn't know why she told him to keep touching her, the sudden burst of confidence and feeling shy all of a suddenly when he repeated it in his low voice. she wants to be touched by him, maybe even more than that. "only if you want to go lower....I want you to but you don't have to if it's too weird." she says nervously but he keeps touching her, lower lip quivering as she bites down on her lower lip as fingers move against her stomach, feeling the air go heavy because of how badly she wanted it.

she's distantly aware of the fact there were guards just outside her door, making sure everything was okay so they'd be listening in but it's hard to care much because his hand moves lower, brushing against her pj shorts and she can feel the pressure of his fingers pushing into her clit making a slight moan leave her. "please touch me."

he doesn't like the way she talks about herself, as if everything would be fixed if she didn't have her power. he understands why she thinks that way, because her abilities have been the source of the treatment she's received from other people, but he doesn't think that treatment is a reflection of her. "i understand why you want to get rid of them... but they're apart of you and the reason why you're alive." he props himself up on his elbow and watches her with soft blue eyes as she turns her head to look up at him. "i think they're kind of beautiful." he's never seen the mold look the way it does with rose, like she's some special angel who makes everything that she touches awe inspiring.

she's so small beside him, looking so beautiful with her silver-blonde hair tucked behind her ear and her pale face illuminated in moonlight streaming in through the window. he shouldn't have feelings for her, not when he's supposed to be her protector, and definitely not when there are other guards just outside. but it's hard to stop the way his heart races at her touch, pressed up against him and shivering as his fingers stroke the bare skin of her waist.

he smiles faintly at the way she calls him amazing, but still finding it strange that she doesn't understand why he would enjoy her presence. "are you trying to say i don't have a life, rosie?" he suddenly moves his hand from her waist, pinning it to the bed beside her stomach. leaning in, he presses his forehead to hers, tucking her hair behind her ear as their lips hover close.

"i know...," he breathes, his fingers slipping through her hair gently, holding her close as their mouths almost touch but don't. "special problems for a special girl." no one else would ever know what it was like to be rose, but they'd also never be as incredible as rose either.

he can feel her shiver against him again, asking him to go lower. "lower?" he breathes against her lips. he can't believe she's asking him to, probably catching onto how badly he wants her. he makes a mental note of how unprofessional he's being-- maybe if he'd acted like he should, he wouldn't have come off like that. but it's hard to regret it, especially when he wants her this badly, his heart racing at just the thought of touching her body.

he pulls his hand from her hair and moves it back to the bed, shifting his weight onto that arm so the one that's around her is free again. his forehead still pressed to hers and their mouths less than an inch apart, he lets his free hand graze her bare stomach, slowly tracing his fingertips down to her pajama pants. he traces the sensitive skin above her waistband, sighing with desire. "tell me if this is okay," he murmurs, allowing his fingers to slip between her legs, still on top of the fabric of her pants. he barely grazes the spot where her clit is, pausing to make sure it's okay.

[bluehrbs]

she likes the way his voice sounds especially at night, the slight rasp in it as he tries to talk softly too her. there were other guards places outside her room, leon being the only one actually allowed insideas she felt most safe and comfortable with him. she wonders how he does it, doing his regular job and then coming back home to her, it all felt like a lot and rose tried her best not to be too demanding of his time, she didn't want to be a bother or make his life any harder even if for some reason he seemed happy and would even claim it was all okay.

maybe it was because their relationship wasn't a regular work relationship, they actually had something deeper than that like the time she got to kiss him, the way they touch sometimes and how he isn't scared to hold her hand or even her body when some people used to be scared of even just being in the same room as her as if she were covered in spores. he wasn't just a random guard to her, he was her prince.

her blue eyes flicker up at his, a slight frown tugging at the corners of her lips. she hates that he's right, that things won't fully ever go away no matter what she does. soft sigh falls past her lips as she nods. "imagine if there was some way to get rid of my powers..." she says softly. "then I could just, be a nobody instead of a freak that people either want to kill or use like a science project." she wishes, nothing but hell come with powers like this.

she shivers at his touch, cheeks flushing against her warm cheeks. "I don't know, I guess it's just crazy to me the most amazing guy in the world doesn't have better things to do than always be by my side." she giggles sadly, blue eyes meeting his with a smile loving the way his eyes look.

"other people my age don't have to worry about that though, they can go to the movies and long vacations without having to worry about if the person next to them wants to poke and prod at them with needles or something or you know, separate their body like lego pieces to use them as a vessel for their daughter." she had a hard life from the moment she was born but at least at six months she didn't remember any of it, she'd have nightmares. "but I'm lucky to have you."

his hands feel good against her skin, shivering a bit and even more so at his words. "i..." she flushes softly with a smile. "touch me anywhere." she mumbles, biting down on her lower lip. "you can go lower if you want..."

“i’m sure,” he says quietly, almost soothingly. she’s so convinced that she’s a burden or something, wanting to make herself as small as possible in his presence. he doesn’t really understand it, mostly because she’s an amazing girl and deserves more confidence than she has. he wonders sometimes if part of the reason why others are cruel to her is because they’re jealous that she’s both superhuman but still so beautiful. there’s probably genuine fear and ignorance to it too, but leon has seen monsters and rose is the complete opposite of one.

“maybe for a bit,” he answers. “i’m not sure how much an identity change would stop them. you have some obsessed fans…” some people held rose’s powers in such high esteem that you’d think she was a saint or a god on earth. "i mean, entire organizations want you."

“no,” he replies, letting his fingers gently brush her hip bone. "why would i be tired of you? i like this job, and i like you." protecting rose is a relief from the other assignments he's been on, usually fighting B.O.W.s just like that first night in raccoon city. most of his life has been kind of an unending nightmare at this point. he can't help but feel comfort when in rose's presence, seeing her sweet face.

"well... a lot of people are invested in you," he says gently. "i don't think it's that they think you can't handle making your own choices. they just want to help protect you as much as possible." he's one of those people now. he wouldn't give up on rose at this point, regardless of what anyone else said or did.

it makes his lips tug into a smile, the sound of her saying she likes this too. "yeah? where do you want me to touch you?" his palm slides against the skin of her waist gently, caressing her soft skin.

[bluehrbs]

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[bluehrbs]

it's hard to breathe just from how bad she needs it from him. she'd thought about him everyday but the moment in the office only triggered that need and she couldn't even get off on it until now and it certainly helps that he looks like an angel buried between her thick thighs, tongue pressing against her sensitive cunt as he licks against her, making her let out a shivered moan. "f-fuck." she whimpers.

he's perfect in every way, someone she found herself attached to not just based on circumstances or the traumatic situation but because it was like he was the boy verison of her, they understood each other even in silence. both wanting to help those who couldn't help themselves, their awkward banter and soft moments. all of it made her heart race and she loved him from the moment she met him. now she has him, nothing and nobody getting in their way. he's hers and it feels like heaven.

she needs to reach out for something, grabbing his hair gently as she brushes her fingers through his soft dirty blonde locks. she loved his hair...and his eyes that flicker up at her...his cute little face and god his tongue had just become a favorite of hers. almost as much as the way he says her name again, making her feel like she could cum right then and there. "fuck you're gonna make me cum leon, you're so good baby." she purrs, giving his hair a soft tug when she feels herself getting close again about to cum as eyes roll closed for a moment to ride it out.

his tongue is so wet and warm, making eyes feel heavy as she whimpers. she can't believe he's so sweet during this though, his words making her heart flutter as she's getting turned on all at once. asking her to be his between her legs and making her flush shyly. "I thought you'd never ask." she says softly, giggling a little. "of course I will leon even if you didn't do this everyday.." the words end with another whimper as he kisses her there."I love you too."

it makes him feel hot, the way her back arches and her cunt presses into his tongue as he slowly licks her heat. it's like she's desperate for it, which makes him feel a little less alone in these feelings that are threatening to swallow him whole. she always makes him feel safe and understood and now is no different, proving again that she's his home. he's so in love with her and every detail he's learned about her since they've met, from the sound of her laugh when something is so funny she can't breathe, to the way she snores lightly in her sleep sometimes. he loves when she says something cheesy and flounders a little because she's nervous. it's a nice contrast to the confidence she has in taking care of herself and others, so multi-faceted and sweet that it melts all of his defenses away. he's always liked her, from the moment she leaned against that fence and gave him a sweet smile.

she tastes so good, his tongue pressing inside of her a little, swiping into her cum as he listens to her words. she's whimpering through his movements, making him ache and almost wish it was the tip of his dick inside of her instead of the end of his tongue.

she asks him to keep saying her name and he can't refuse, licking his lips another time before speaking. "you taste so good, claire. it feels good... i'm already hard." he moves one hand between his legs, rubbing against his hardness as he licks her cunt, slowly dragging the tip of his tongue through her folds.

he moans a little at how good it feels, having stimulation against his aching length as he laps at her wetness, slowly making his way to her clit again. he drags his tongue over it, licking it softly as he listens to her words. after a moment he cleans his wet lips, loving every taste of her he gets. "be my girlfriend and i'll do this every day," he murmurs, knowing he's never going to get enough of this, or her. "i love you," he adds softly, pressing a kiss to her clit as blue eyes flicker up to stay on hers.

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her eyes roll back in pleasure, softest moan leaving her as he presses his fingers against her cunt, making her shiver with desire. she's had thoughts about him before, what it would feel like just to be touched by him and now he's doing it and it's better than any old fantasy she could come up with in the head. she purrs a bit, smile growing over her lips as she rolls against his fingers a little.

her lips curl into a smile, shaky moan leaving her as she nods slowly at his question. "maybe I was a bit wetter, to be fair I had more time to be turned on...but I'm getting there again with you touching me like this, I can't believe how good this feels." she says softly. eyes heavy with lust as he starts to rub her a little more, biting down on her lower lip as dark eyes flutter heavily. "it feels so good...keep talking to me like that, I like it when you say my name." she says with a purr, smile tugging at the corners of her lips. she always loved the way he said her name, that bit of excitement and love filled in his tone, it was even better now along with being touched by him.

she only lifts her hips up slightly, allowing him to tug her panties off and feeling her cheeks flush a bright shade of pink as she feels so exposed for him in a way she never thought she'd be able to. it all becomes fuzzy as his tongue hits her cunt, making a whimper leaves her lips as she arches her back. "o-oh my god." she whispers even though it's only for a second until he's whispering something to her that makes her heart swell.

it's what she's always wanted to hear, but somehow she never expected to feel this happy when he does say it like it was a dream come true. "yes...fuck, I mean yes it's okay..." she says shyly having trouble focusing as she bites down on her lower lip. "I mean I...I'm in love with you too leon, I have been in love with you since the day we met and I would love nothing more than to be yours." she purrs, eyes meeting his. "especially if you lick me like this everyday."

it makes him hard, listening to her talk about how she enjoyed sucking him off. it's only worsening because of how wet she is against his thumb, showing how into this she is. he's thought about her so many times and it was difficult not to feel guilty about it, not knowing what they really were to each other. but how could he not get off on it, after a night of her being pressed up against him, wearing nothing but his t-shirt? especially when she looks so beautiful and feels so nice, making his heart race every time he lays eyes on her or she crawls into his bed.

this is long overdue and he's not sure how he even lasted this long to begin with. maybe it was the trauma of what happened to them, making him frozen in that pain and survivor's guilt, unable to figure out how to take the next steps to his own life.

she starts talking about what she pictured them doing, making his mouth go dry and his body shiver a little. he can't help but imagine it, claire naked and sitting on top of him, taking him inside of her and bouncing until he came. he's had sex before but nothing feels as intense as what he has with claire, so close and intimate even before things turned physical. "yeah? were you this wet when you sucked me off?" the idea mesmerizes him, that she could feel good just by getting him off. he rubs her clit a little harder, pressing down and rubbing in a circular motion. "how does that feel? so good for me, claire..." his face and his body feel hot, so turned on by how sexy she is. he can't believe he's this lucky, stroking her through her soaked underwear.

he stops long enough to slip his fingers under the waistband of her panties and tug them down her thighs, revealing her glistening cunt. his breath hitches a little, throbbing in anticipation at the sight of her. she looks pretty and perfect, just like he'd imagined in his head but maybe even better.

his blue eyes flicker up to hers as he leans in, his hands sliding to her thighs to hold them apart as the tip of his tongue gently slides between her folds, from the bottom to the top. he tastes her cum in his mouth, causing a quiet moan to leave him. "i think i'm in love with you... and i want to be with you." he murmurs, licking cum from his lips. "is that okay?"

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it feels so fast yet so right at the same time. she likes to think when you find your soulmate there's no such thing as too fast or too rushed, if it feels right then why not go for it? especially if you're not confident you're going to make it out alive. it's better if they do though, then she can actually get that date. wondering where they would go and what they would do, she'd like to see them dressed up together. she giggles softly against his lips, wanting to kiss him again as her hands to cup his soft cheeks. "then I guess you better stay alive cause you owe me a romantic date." she whispers against his lips, kissing him gently before pulling away.

she couldn't help but tease him just a little, almost like it's her playful way of punishing him for what happened with ada earlier tonight but she likes the way he already begs for her and she's barely even touched him. "you want me to touch you? but you're not dying mr. kennedy." she teases playfully, nose nudging against his playfully. "are you saying you'd do it knowing you might make it out tonight?"

she smiles as his hands move to her waist, allowing him to pull her in and making her blush with a little bit of a purr. "yeah..." she says reaching up to wrap her arms around his shoulders. "even if it's not our last night on earth I still want you leon. this isn't just a trauma thing or whatever....I really want you." she mumbles, allowing her nose to brush against his. "touch me leon." despite her actions she's actually burning up right now, feeling extremely shy cause she's never really done this before at least not with someone she liked as much as him. claire gently grabs his hand, pushing it near her ass to squeeze. "make me feel good."

“me neither,” he says softly, blushing a little at how she nuzzles him. she’s so warm with him and it’s almost comforting, especially in the middle of a situation where he’s felt more stress and fear than he’s ever felt in his life. 

it seems like a bad time to plan a future date, even though leon is in survival mode at this point and has to believe they’ll make it out of here. still, the idea of spending time with her and getting to know her when they aren’t fighting for their lives gives him butterflies. “i want to meet him, too.” if he’s anything like claire then he’s probably amazing. “and yeah… i would like that.” he wants to see more of her sweet smile, and besides that he's pretty sure he's attached to her now. how could you go through something like this with someone and not cling to them, even after it's over?

his body shivers as her fingers trace his abs, punctuating the soft words she’s speaking to him. “please touch me,” he asks softly, watching her hand slowly slips down, stopping above his pants. “o-oh…” he almost feels as shy as he is turned on, disappointed when she pulls her hand away. maybe she's just teasing him, or maybe she doesn't really want to do something like that here. he tries not to feel disappointed-- they are in a life or death situation and not everyone copes with it the same way.

“can i kiss you? all over, i mean.” he wants to give her what she wants and make her feel good, especially if it’s their last night on earth. as long as she's interested, that is. his hands move to her waist, settling there gently, not sure why he's nervous all of a sudden. he's never been with someone this amazing before, never feeling quite this same feeling with any of his ex girlfriends.

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CARLA ROSÓN | ELITE 3.01

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"I mean a therapist might tell you it's bad but who listens to those guys anyways." she says jokingly, her lips in a teasing grin as she looks back at him. "I feel like I need to be here too, I hate my own apartment it's cold and dark without you and maybe it's not great for us to be like this but it makes me feel safe, I don't think I could be this way with anyone who wasn't you."

she's loved him since the evey first day, even when she was pretty sure he'd never notice her not the way he noticed ada at the time but then things had gotten kind of intimate even before what happened in the office today it was always just those subtle things that made her heart race like how comfortable they felt sleeping in the same bed, leon shirtless and claire in his shirt and a pair of underwear. there was this unspoken relationship that both seemed too scared to cross the line, that's why he kissed her before she left right? or maybe it's all in her head.

she hopes it's more but right now all she knows for sure is that she needs this, his fingers tugging at her waiste band and she lifts her hips a little letting the shorts fall onto the ground forgetting all about her book suddenly as she shifts her hands to rest against the seat of the couch. he's so pretty that it especially feels good when his fingers trace against her covered clit.

"it wouldn't be the first time..." she says shyly, biting down on her lower lip. "but hearing your moans and knowing I made you feel good it was hard not to enjoy it." she says teasingly, it's apparent in her panties, soaked even more as he's pushing his fingers into them. "it's hard not be turned on by you." she chuckles a bit until he asks her to describe to him the things she's thought about. "I guess I was kind of wondering how cute you'd look with me on top of you in that office chair." she purrs. "feeling you inside of my pussy instead of just my mouth, wondering if I could take all of it." he was so big, it's taking over her mind all the things she could do with him. "I also think you would look real pretty laying across this couch and you're pretty face was between my thighs." she says softly as she leans up to rest her hand against his cheek, looking back at him lovingly as soft moans leave her.

her praise means a lot to him, because she's the best person he knows. "then i must be doing something right." he admires her so much, kind of in love with the way she sees the world and wishing he could look through her eyes just once. a lot of people had let leon down, not just personally but on a moral standpoint. claire is one of his only reminders that people and things can still be good, at this point.

"never. i kind of need you here. is that bad?" he's never been dependent on someone like this before. he's usually sort of independent to a fault, as an orphan and a foster child. now he's all grown and with a career, but things hadn't changed; leon likes doing things his way. but he also likes letting claire in, enjoying her warmth and company. he's not sure if he could sleep without her at this point, especially because he has frequent nightmares.

she says he's the most important person in her life too and he feels relieved somehow, like a weight is lifted off his chest. he smiles a little, unable to help himself because it makes him happy that she feels the same way.

her legs part as he pushes them, making him salivate a little at just the thought of tasting her and seeing how pretty she is. he realizes that he has to be brave to confess his feelings to her, but does she even want that? maybe things are simpler for her like this, having a close and undefined relationship. it almost feels like the conversation is too late to have and anxiety claws at his chest at just the thought that she might reject him. he needs to push past it though, both for claire and himself. his feelings are too strong and he's too much of a romantic not to let them out.

his fingers hook into the waistband of her pajama shorts, tugging them down her thighs gently and wordlessly. "you drove yourself crazy thinking about me?" he asks softly, pressing his thumb against the fabric of her panties, where her clit would be. she's wet, soaking through to the pad of his thumb. "is that why you feel so good?" he asks softly, barely a murmur as he slowly traces her nub through her damp underwear. "tell me what you thought about and i'll tell you how i feel." he wants her to feel good when he confesses his love to her, in all ways possible.

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she smiles as he calls them partners, giggling as she does so. claire figures it's true, they were partners in all of this and who would've thought that an adventure to save her brother would've lead her into leon. just the two of them against the apocalypse. "I like you too, partner." she teases, nuzzling her nose against his as she leans into his. "I wish we would've met under more ideal circumstances, but I'm glad I found you now, not sure I would've made it as far as I have."

she blushes even more when he says it back, given this all started because she accidentally walked into the room at the wrong time as he was kissing ada. but maybe it was all meant to be and that terrible timing just helped her get the boy of her dreams. "it's really weird to start a relationship in these conditions cause it's one hell of a first date....but if you wanted to, you know just in case things don't go to shit we could see how this works outside of the outbreak?" a real date would be nice, when they're both clean and shit isn't totally insane. "I also really want you to meet my brother."

she loves his optimism even after all of this he sees the world so bright and full of light. it was actually kind of sweet and refreshing. "I hope you're right." she says softly, hugging him close. when he tells her they should get a move on she kinda hates the idea of leaving the little heaven they're in right now, given everything going on outside she almost wishes they could stay like this forever but she knows they have things to do and they still needed to get out of this place. she drops her gaze tracing her fingers against his skin aimlessly for a moment just before she almost pulls away but then he asks her something....her cheeks flush a bit because she's not sure what was trying to imply but she has an idea.

"I mean, I don't know...I haven't really thought about it...dying I mean." she chuckles softly but she does think a bit, smiling some as she tries to hide the fact the question drew heat to her cheeks. "I guess I'd do everything? first I'd kiss you then maybe touch you like this..." her hand trails down his body a little, tracing against his abs. "then I'd probably ask you to kiss me all over my body, wanting to feel alive for the last time...and if it lead to you being inside of me then I guess it would be a good way to die, even see what each other taste like." she teases near the end, letting her hand slip down just above his pants before pulling back. "but like you said we aren't going to die."

his tongue slides against hers, lips sealed together as she kisses him desperately and he returns the energy, eager to taste her. they might not survive tonight and there's no harm in doing just one thing for himself, is there? she looks so perfect and she sounds even better, moaning into his mouth and making him feel things he's never felt before. her mouth is soft and it feels good how their lips move against each other, causing the tension to melt from his body, replaced with desire and warmth. it's not like being kissed by ada. her kiss was quick and muted, without much passion or warmth. claire's lips move over his like she wants to kiss him and she's memorizing the feeling of his mouth, both gentle and passionate at the same time.

she breaks away and gives him a small kiss, making his stomach flutter at just the brief contact of her lips, wet and flushed from kissing each other. "you're my partner... we're in all of this together. and i like you." his hands move again, taking her face back in his palms. "i think i'm falling for you too." it feels like a big thing to say, especially after someone else had just been kissing him. but he really likes claire and he's never felt his heart race like this before, even just holding her face in his hands. it's hard to believe that it's just what they've gone through that's making this so intense.

"and to answer your question... i don't know. i'd like to think this thing hasn't spread far yet, and something can be done about it." they need to get out of here and get help, probably on a massive scale. if ada's FBI, they're going to need more than that to deal with this situation. "we should probably get a move on..." but he really doesn't want to at this exact moment, not when claire's hand is on his bare chest. "can i ask you something?" he asks, and then hesitates. "if we were going to die tonight-- which we aren't-- and this was the last moment we had together, what would you want to do to me?"

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Resident Evil CODE: Veronica X (2001)  

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her eyes begin to swell up, sparkling with tears as she looks up at the male with a frown tugging at the corners of her lips as he wipes away her tears, telling her that maybe it's a good thing she feels so much guilt and pain or well, not that it's a good thing but that she's probably not a monster because of how much she feels and she's not sure if it makes her feel better or worse. cause at least a monster doesn't care about it's freakish nature, at least then the pain working consume her so much. what does make her feel better however, is how he holds her face in his hands. they're so warm and he's so sweet. "I should worry about you though." she says softly. "you're my favorite person in the world and I don't want to fuck that up, with you..." she smiles sadly. "chris says you're the only one he trusts to really watch over me."

she sighs, chris had honestly been the only consistent thing in her life, even when her mom left he was already there kind of like a father to rose, he did his best for her. other than the wanting her to join his team, which was never happening. he also liked leon, he thought the boy would be a good fit for rose cause he didn't seem to judge people often, plus he would kick the ass of anyone who hurt rose which she wouldn't say it outloud but she wouldn't mind those bullies at least getting to meet with him just once. "I'm lucky to have you, you know that?" she smiles sadly, nuzzling her face into his hand a little, wanting to be close to him. she wishes he would hold her like this forever, or even hold her in different ways. he was so handsome like a prince charming.

one thing she did believe was that her dad loved her, everyone told her that but it was also just in the way he died...risking everything for her when she was only six months old. rose is lucky she doesn't remember anything from that experience but she still felt the loss of the father. it's what he says next that she's surpised by. 'i love you, too' he says and she feels like her heart is fluttering. maybe he didn't mean it like that or maybe he did because he's touching her like this but either way she knows her face is on fire, starting to get nervous as she wipes her hands on her pants just in case she's going to start sweating. "you love me?"

she drops her gaze at his light scolding, a sad smile tugging at her lips. "I know you dont." she mumbles, blue eyes meeting his again as she reaches out to rest her hand on his chest with a warmed smile. "but you're already the most beautiful person on earth." she says softly. it's weird how easily he makes her heart race, she feels almost like she could be the luckiest girl in the world when he looks at her like this, because maybe he actually wants her.

rose was excited to spend time with him and she was excited for the ducks, wiping away her tears with the sleeve of her jacket as a bit of a happier smile pulls on her lips. she looks down at his hand, taking it in her own before she looks back to meet his gaze. "thanks for being there for me."

his thumbs catch her tears as they fall, caressing her soft cheeks. "rose... you feel like this because you have a good heart. you don't want to hurt people... you're even worried about how this affects me, when you shouldn't. people like your bullies won't appreciate that, but there are people that will." he adores her, from her sweet face to the compassion in her heart. most people would turn angry from the experiences and ostracization she'd experienced, but she only stayed soft and kind. he wishes everyone was like her, but then again it's what makes her so special and important.

"yeah," he says. "and chris has a lot of great things to say about you. he cares about you a lot... so do i." he pauses, stroking her face with his thumb as he realizes just how true that is. rose is the highlight of his days, now. he's not sure what he would ever do if he lost her, but more than that he wants her to be happy too. he wishes she could see how incredible she is, so strong but still soft and kind, kind of a miracle alongside of her amazing abilities. she's beautiful, too-- pale skin and hair, bright blue eyes that make her look like a goddess or something. leon has seen beautiful people before, but none have ever looked like her. she's ethereal almost; the most captivating beauty he's ever seen. he wonders if she could ever like him like that... if they could ever kiss.

"i wish i had an answer, about your parents... but what i do know is that your dad loved you as you are. i love you, too." even as he says it, she knows she'll take it as something a friend is saying to a friend. and he does mean it like that, to an extent. but something stirs in his chest and he knows it goes deeper than that, these feelings he has for her. it's all mixed together, this strong emotion that makes him need her and want to keep her safe.

"you know i don't think that," he scolds her gently, in response to her comment about her 'skin condition'. "but maybe if i did 'catch it', i could be half as beautiful as you are." he knows other people are scared of rose and the mold, but he'd never felt that fear. maybe it was some result of all of the things he'd gone through or maybe he's just not the same kind of person at all. whatever the case is, he's not afraid of her markings or her sweat. if anything he thinks they're beautiful, just another part of her.

after he kisses her cheek, she seems flustered almost. it gives him hope that maybe she feels the same way... then again, maybe this just hasn't happened to her yet. "yeah, we can go." he lets go of her and turns, holding out his hand to offer it to her to take. "it's not far."

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she's obsessed with the way he looks under her, his bright blue eyes looking at her blown out in a lust filled gaze, sounds he's making is better than any music she's ever heard. she squeezes her tight cunt as she bucks her hips, fucking him eager yet slow as she's taking all of him as his cum drips from her cunt onto his lap.

there's a nervous chuckle that leaves her as he tells her how she sounds like an angel, speaking words of filth to her yet touching her so softly. she smiles warmly at him, cheeks flushing as she looks down at him with so much love. she likes that she can make him hard, get him to cum inside of him again and again and she loves that she can have this sort of power over him.

rose shivers at the way he kisses her skin, his mouth and nose dragging against her neck as she bites down on her lower lip. the way he sucks and kisses it she wonders if she's going to leave marks on her skin, something like a prize to show the world when they're finished here. she sucks down on her panties, letting the taste of her fabric and letting it fill her mouth as she can taste his spit all over it, a hint of his cum making her moan softly, rolling her hips even harder as she starts riding him even harder, taking him even deeper.

it's then he makes her freeze up, his words so sweet as he tells her that he's in love with her, well he doesn't say it fully. he just says he's falling for her...and it makes her smile, lips tugging into a soft smile as tears start to sting in her eyes again as she bites down on her lower lip. "I'm falling for you too." she says warmly, nose nudging against his as she smiles.

rose's sounds are the sweetest thing he's ever heard, making him throb for her, obsessed with her soft gasps and desperate words. it makes him moan quietly, how she kisses his neck, her lips dragging across a sensitive spot and making his hips lurch, sliding deep inside of her.

he's never felt anything this intense before, moving his hips desperately against hers to chase the pleasure. she's so tight and wet, making his body shudder, his tip driving inside of her again and again. her entrance is so slick and the way her walls clench around him make him close again.

all he can think about is her whimpers and her lips against his cheek, a low moan escaping him because he's completely desperate, wanting to feel every inch of her. he shoves the panties past her open lips, watching as she tastes him. "fuck, you sound like an angel," he murmurs, his hand cupping her cheek lovingly, stroking soft skin. "you make me so hard, rosie..." he moves his hips as if to illustrate, fucking in and out of her almost softly now, the sound of their cum loud in the quiet room. "moan for me if this feels good, okay?"

his hands slide across her naked body, caressing her skin, in complete awe of how beautiful it is. he slowly touches her sides and then her back, caressing her gently as he presses his dick inside of her, starting to fuck her hard again.

the tip of his nose drags across her neck as he buries his face into her shoulder, her silvery blonde hair soft against his cheek. using a hand to gently push it out of the way, he presses a soft kiss to her skin, opening his mouth a little. he touches his tongue to her neck, slowly tracing the spot to wet it with saliva. then he kisses her, slowly starting to suck her neck.

she feels so good and he thinks he's already falling in love, needing to worship her and keep sucking her pretty neck. he should be tired after his first orgasm but he's already on the edge again, gasping as she takes his dick. "yes, baby, just like that... i need you, rose." his voice is strained from the pleasure, pressing his lips against her ear as he pushes inside of her. "i'm falling for you," he murmurs, pressing a soft kiss beneath her ear, then trailing them down her neck.