Well ladies and gentlemen the votes are in – and it was closer than I thought it would be – in total including mails, polled votes and review votes (yes, I realise that some of them may be duplicated, but I won't discount any vote) the results were:

Chris and Jill scored: 11

Chris and Rebecca scored: 1

Chris and Claire scored: 10

So the results is *drum roll* Jill (by one vote) from Claire.

Sorry for the slight delay but I've been rewriting this most of the day and well into Sunday night. I'm still not fully satisfied with it, so I may redo again it later. I'd also like to apologise for the slight problem uploading the story too.

If you have any suggestions or requests please let me know and I'll do what I can (metaphorically speaking), but I don't do slash (normally).

Finally, and just to cover my ass, I don't own anything but a mind that would like to do naughty, naughty things with Chris Redfield's body.

So on with the show, hope you enjoy.

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Chris looked into those trusting, loving eyes and passed on the last chance to just wank himself off over the soft pale belly. He eased his fingers back between the lips of her hot wet cunt and was relieved to see that she raised her hips trying to push against his fingers.

He lowered himself over his best friend and partner; the mushroom tip of this penis going where his fingers had just been and felt her wiggle her hips, she wanted him and she was going to get him. He pushed forward slowly and felt her tightness grabbing hold of him and she whimpered.

"You want me to stop?" He said quietly.

She could feel his thickness stretching her, his body forcing her legs wider, it was hurting her and she still shook her head.

"Are you sure? We can play in different ways. We don't have to …"

"Chris. My lovely Chris. Please. Please. I want you to."

Chris smiled "As long as you're sure." She nodded with a smile, trying to hide the fear and uncertainty.

He pushed a little further and she screwed up her face. Once again he stopped. He didn't want to see her hurt and know he was responsible.

"Are you sure Jill?"

"Yes" she gasped. "Please Chris. I really want to."

Pushing in further he hit it. The little blocker that said he was about to take his best friends virginity. He didn't understand why he was surprised; maybe he thought that she'd given it to someone else. She was a virgin and he was to have the honour of bursting that cherry. Doubt crossed his mind again.

"Jill we really don't have to."

"I want it. Please. Chris. It's what I've dreamed about. I saved it for you."

He smiled at her, and as gently as he could pushed in again. She gasped as he pushed against the thick membrane inside her. He pulled out a little, the tightness trying to hold him in. He leaned forward, holding his weight off her, then after a few moments he thrust forward again.

They both felt that tiny membrane resist one more time. Claire felt Chris move out of her slightly and then he thrust again, once again the, for a fraction of a second it resisted, then it gave way. Jill gasped at the sudden stabbing pain and the fact that Chris had suddenly gone so much deeper than he had been. Breach accomplished he looked at the beautiful young face, and saw tears running her face.

"The worst is over now, baby."

She smiled up at him and he began the slow long deep thrusts in and out of her newly corrupted body. She gasped again as he began to move. Her cunt could feel him - every contour of his prick moving in and out, the large head thumping against the gates of her womb, the walls of her tunnel could feel his hardness, the veins and form of skin as it moved inside her.

Gazing at his face she saw him fight the animal lust that would have torn her apart, that would have turned this loving moment into an experience of pain and she knew why she loved him.

His face lowered and he kissed her again, their lips brushing across each other as he moved over her, his solid muscular body against her silky skin. Jill was amazed at how her body could pick up every detail of his, the hairs on his arms against her side; those on his legs rubbing against the fleshy inside her thighs; his stomach against hers; his lips touching hers. He started to slow his pace and she looked into his deep blue eyes.

"What's wrong?"

"You're so beautiful." He sounded amazed at his discovery like a child that's just seen their first rainbow. Smiling she reached up and moved her hand lightly across his ribs and down his side. His head lowered again to kiss her but stopped just short and raised himself up with a questioning tilt of his head at the look on her face.

"What is it?"

"Nothing." She said looking away.

"Jill, please." He was really concerned. Worried. She looked back at him.

"It's silly." She said, like a child caught giggling in church.

"Jill?" A smile flickered uncertainly across his face.

"It's just …" she faltered. Chris started to withdraw and she reached up with both hands and held his face. "It's just I always wondered why you did all those press ups, and I guess now I know why."

Chris looked at the way he was positioned over her and laughed, she was right it looked like he was doing press ups. His arms holding his weight off her softness. He lowered his had down to hers.

"I love you." He whispered and kissed her deeply before she could speak.

He started to move again, slowly, deeply fucking her; he was building speed and depth with every stroke. All Jill could do was hang on for the ride, she tried to pace her breathing, inhaling when he was pulling back and exhaling when he was thrusting. It gave her a dizzying panting feeling. She saw he eyes screwed up in concentration and knew he was holding back. She knew what he wanted and suddenly realised that she had the power over him to give permission or not.

Then she felt it, rising up inside her. The world began to get fuzzy and her body twitched uncontrollably. She had no control as her first ever true orgasm hit she bit back the scream that would have attracted unwanted attention. Suddenly she heard a voice, and it took her several seconds before she realised it was her own.

"More … please … *gasp* … Chris … harder … don't ... stop … *gasp* … ever … please."

And it was harder. Harder, faster, deeper and her orgasm began to rise again. She saw the animal lust take over and his gentleness was gone. He was pulling her to him, ramming in harder and harder, faster and faster. Her body began to shake with the force of his fucking and her orgasm. She couldn't even think, her body and mind were completely disconnected and her body was in soul control.

He pumped into her as his penis began to twitch and fire its hot sticky load inside her. He thrust one last time deeper than before. With a sigh of contentment he rolled them both to their sides.

He was still inside her, swollen from the sex that had just taken them both, sticky and full of his cum she was content with her lover.

"What does it feel like to have my cock up inside you?"

He was still hard, and wider than before; and she was stretched round him.

"Hmmmm" Was the only answer he got. She couldn't move.

She looked at his face and saw the loving eyes gazing down on her.

"How does it feel to be inside me?" she said with a smile.

It was hot inside her. He could feel her pulsing around him, throbbing.

"Hmmmm" he said and there was a contented cat-got-the-cream smile on his face.

He wrapped his arm around her and she watched as his eyes closed, before drifting to sleep herself. Neither of them noticing the security camera in the corner of the room with its continuous red light.

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I'm not sure whether to continue with this story and see who's been watching, have them go at it again or to do a Claire version since the vote was so close.

Let me know what you think.