Operation: Date Night

Summary: This story is based off another story I read on here where Chris and Jill go on a date and Leon and Claire secretly follow them. Post RE4.

Special Agent Leon Kennedy sighed as he shifted in his seat. Claire Redfield was busy looking out the windshield with a pair of binoculars despite the fact they were across the street from their targets. The "targets", Chris Redfield and Jill Valentine, were pulling up to a rather expensive restaurant. Chris got out first and walked over to Jill's door. Leon sighed again. "What's he up to, Redhawk?" Claire, who was acting more irrationally than usual, insisted on code names. Naturally, she didn't like the one Leon stuck her with. Claire adjusted her binoculars, not hearing what he said. "That pig!" Leon rolled his eyes. "What's he doing now?" Leon asked after remembering for the tenth time he didn't bring his binoculars. "He's opening the door for her!" Leon let out a mock gasp. "What a whore." "I know!" Claire said, not taking her eyes off her older brother and not really hearing what Leon said. Leon sighed and shifted in the seat of his dark blue '69 Yenko Camaro that was an academy graduation gift from his father. "What's happening now?" "Do you want the binoculars back?" "Why? So you can take them back by force?" Claire sighed. "I just want to see what's going on." Leon leaned back in his seat. "You know" "Here we go." "I kind of expect this from your brother but not from you." "This isn't going to stop until one of is dead, is it?" Leon grabbed the half empty soda can from his cup holder. "Probably. What's happening now?" Claire brought up the binoculars up again. "They're ordering dinner." Leon scoffed. "You mean they're not having sex like wild animals on the table?" Claire giggled. "I guess that's after the dessert." Leon chuckled as well.

Claire leaned back in her seat. She sighed heavily as she watched Chris and Jill talk. She heard a metallic clink from next to her and right away knew that Leon was playing with that lighter he had ever since she met him in Raccoon. Claire had wondered for awhile if Leon smoked or not but she never saw him smoke or buy a pack of cigarettes. She just chalked it up as an old keepsake. Claire heard the flick of flint and knew the lighter was lit. That's when she smelled it. That familiar smell of tobacco, the smell of smoke. Claire's head snapped around so quick she could have sworn she heard tendons snap. A lit cigarette dangled from Leon's lips. Leon absently snapped the lighter closed and inhaled. He held it for several seconds before exhaling. He grasped the cigarette with his left hand, inbetween his index finger and middle finger, and flicked the ashes out the open driver window. As Leon replaced the cigarette, he became aware that someone was watching him. He slowly turned his head and looked back at Claire's deer in the headlights look, her mouth slack open as well. Leon shifted in his seat. "Claire, if you don't close your mouth, a bird is gonna build a nest in it." Claire watched as the cigarette bobbed up and down with his every word. Leon once again flicked some ashes out the window. "You bastard!" "What?" "You do smoke!" Leon shrugged. "I also drink and breathe air." "You're a filthy smoker!" "Let's not get personal." "God! You're as bad as my brother." "If I didn't know you any better, I'd take that as an insult." "How long?" "How long what?" "How long have you smoked?" Leon sighed and glanced up at the ceiling. "Since I was 19." "How come you don't have a smoker's cough?" "Cause I don't smoke 24/7. I have about a cigarette once every four weeks maybe longer." 'That explains why I never see him buy a pack.' Claire folded her arms. "Still a nasty habit." Leon rolled his eyes. "Not like it's going to kill me at any given second." "You keep smoking around me it will." Leon sighed and flicked the cigarette out of the car. "Happy?" "Yes."

Ten minutes later...

Claire tapped her fingers on the armrest of the car. She slowly shook head as she watched her brother order dessert. "FUCK! How long is this gonna take?" "Language." "Shut up, Smoker." "Ooh, real mature." Claire slouched in her seat. She started fidgeting in her seat. "God damn it. Leon, why are these seats so goddamn uncomfortable?" Leon shrugged. "Oh, I don't know. Between the hordes of biological weapons we fight and the Umbrella labs we raid, I just haven't found the time to get new seats." Leon paused for a second. "The backseat is comfortable though." Claire arched an eyebrow. "And how would you know that?" "When I first got this car, I slept in the backseat." "Oh. I thought" "You thought I" "Well, I could understand if you" "I haven't." "Why not?" Claire turned in her seat so she faced Leon. Leon shrugged. "Never met the right girl." "The right girl?" "The right girl that wanted to." "You think you'll find her someday?" "Who says that I haven't?" Claire started to blush. "Leon, why would you say that?" Leon lifted his arm and cupped his hand on her cheek. Claire instinctively rubbed her cheek against his warm hand. "Isn't it obvious?" Claire closed the distance in a flash. Her lips smashed against Leon's. Claire managed to get over the handbrake and into Leon's lap, straddling him. Leon tried to moved to position himself better but failed. "Claire, wait." He gently pushed her away. He motioned to the backseat. "There's more room back there." Leon had somehow managed to crawl into the back with Claire still holding onto his chest. They both managed to get their pants unbuckled. Claire giggled as Leon struggled with her belt and pants. "This is a first for me." Leon grunted. "Yeah. Me...too." Suddenly Claire found herself on her back. She could feel Leon's hand moving garments out of the way. That's when she felt him press against her. Claire let in a soft gasp as he started to enter her. He stopped at her suddenly intake of breath. "What's wrong?" Claire gulped. "This is my first time." Leon stopped moving. "Oh, Claire. Then we shouldn't be here. I want you proper." Claire caressed the side of his face. "It's okay. I want this." "If you're sure." "I'm gonna change my mind in a second if you don't OHH!" Claire moaned as Leon swiftly entered her.

Claire felt like she was in heaven. Leon's hands were supporting her weight under her back. Her legs started to get stiff so she laid them out back in the front seat. Leon's lips caressed her own. Leon's movements were slow and gentle. Claire's soft moans were just audible over Leon's steady breathing. Claire started to feel a warmth spread through her loins. Claire's breath became erratic. "Leon, I'm gonna...I'm gonna." Leon started whispering soothing, comforting words into her ear. Claire could feel her body start to clench up, her fingernails dug into the back of Leon's shirt. Without warning, Claire's left leg shot out and her boot slammed into the car horn as she orgasmed. Leon wasn't far behind her. He picked up his pace, tensed up and released his warmth into her. Claire's orgasmed subsided and her boot slipped off the wheel, the car's horn died out. Leon collapsed ontop of her, both of them breathing heavy. Claire's hands absently ran through his hair. Leon raised his head, weakly. "I love you." He whispered. Claire smiled. "I love you too." She whispered back. That's when they heard Jill's slightly amused voice. "I'd love to hear the explanation for this one." Both of the young lover's eyes widen as they quickly pulled their pants up. They looked out the passenger and driver's windows and saw Jill Valentine standing at the passenger window and a very angry Chris Redfield standing at the driver's window.

Claire chuckled weakly. "So, how was dinner?"

FIN.

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