Disclaimer: Resident Evil still doesn't belong to me and (damn) I'm still not making any money on this story. Wouldn't that be badass?
Author's notes: Trying to get back in the habit of a chapter or more a week. I'm like a month behind so I'm trying to get two a week up,but it's not working. I tried, guys. I have them written, but I just haven't had much of a concept of time. I've had a bad week or so. But I won't go into that. Right now it's almost half an hour past my bedtime. I should be in bed, but I promised myself that I'd get this up before I went to bed to make you guys happy. Hope you enjoy the chapter, don't forget that I love LONG reviews. (Don't be afraid to criticize me!) Suggestions are always great. - like Joseph needs a girlfriend. I'm leaning towards either Lisa Trevor or Manuela from the upcoming Darkside Chronicles game. Let me know who you guys would like to see Joseph with – or, even better, if you guys have a better idea for who he should date. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy the chapter!
WARNING: Alfred and Alexia, putting the WIN in tWINcest since 1971. (That's right, there is some incest going on. So don't read if you're going to get offended,)
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"Can you believe her? I'd never date a man that much older than me." Alexia took the curling iron, twisting her honey colored hair around the barrel She wore nothing but a lavender towel wrapped gently around her small frame. Even though Alfred was in the room, she felt no need to cover up.
That was a perk of having Alfred be more than just her brother. She was entirely comfortable around him. She could walk around nearly naked without being the slightest bit self conscious, and she loved it.
Since the twins had grown up together, (naturally) Alexia knew everything about Alfred. His favorite color was blue, and because of this, he wore a blue sapphire ring on his left hand. He had a collection of tanks and gun models. He was heavily into World War II, Germany mostly. He read and spent some of his free time watching TV – usually the history channel.
"Yeah." Alfred greed, glancing up to her. He didn't even hardly care, or notice the fact that she was naked.
Alexia was working on her makeup now, taking an eyelash curler to her delicate lashes. Her twin watched her with deep admiration. Everything she did, every little movement – no matter how tiny and insignificant – was perfect and filled with grace.
She pursed her lips, applying a thin coat of shimmery lipstick. Her blue eyes watched Alfred via her vanity mirror. He looked away, near embarrassed at the fact that he'd near been staring at her.
"So which movie are we going to see, Alfred?"
The blonde boy gave a soft smile. "Whatever you want to see, Alexia."
"Yeah? Well, in that case, there as a documentary on some of the insects that inhabit the Amazon...you know, mating habits, different species, what they do to balance the ecosystem..." She smiled. "It seems really interesting, so I wanted to see it."
"Really." He didn't seem too excited. Bugs weren't his thing, they were Alexia's. He didn't have any problem with documentaries, considering that Alexia watched them all the time, but he didn't like bugs. Most of the documentaries that Alexia watched containing what the boy saw nothing more than pests usually were disturbing; He once remembered a praying mantis ripping off the head of it's mate and sucking it's brain's out through it's neck. Like something out of a horror movie, it had made him shudder and turn away from the screen.
Honestly, Alfred would have rather seen an action movie, or anything pertaining to World War II. There were always an abundance of those – movies like The Plot To Kill Hitler or something less realistic but not any less interesting, The Werewolf Women of the USSR. Either way, a movie like that seemed a lot more interesting and easier to stomach than watching close-up angles of bugs.
But, he knew not to argue with her. Alexia got what she wanted, and (admittedly partially his fault) she was a bit spoiled. As a Heiress to a multi-million dollar pharmaceutical company, she naturally got what she wanted.
"You don't want to see it?" He could hear the disappointment in her voice and it practically made him cringe.
"...it'll be fine, Alexia. Don't worry about it." He couldn't ever bring himself to say 'no' to her.
The girl gave a smile; bright, white teeth flashing before she turned. She dropped the towel and it hit the floor in a heap.
God. Alfred thought, unable to take her eyes off of her. Her skin is beautiful. Pale, smooth like one of her tiny porcelain dolls that she collected. The only blemish she had on her entire body was a mole – no, a beauty mark – located just above her right hip. He loved it even though she didn't. (She thought it ruined her complexion, despite the fact that Alfred argued with her every time she brought it up.)
Alexia dressed herself in something simple to wear on their date; a silky, short sleeved blouse and black jeans with patented leather flats. (Alfred felt under dressed to her, as always, He simply wore a t-shirt and jeans.)
She shook her fingers through her loosely curled hair. "Shall we go?"
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Jill held out a small round package of pills. Claire blinked, looking up from her homework. She'd been neglecting it for the last few days – the pregnancy scare had taken a lot out of her. Between the car wreck, being in the hospital, Rebecca missing, and then the possibility that she might have been pregnant, she hadn't gotten anything done.
"What's this?"
"Birth control. You're going to start tonight."
"But, I'm not pregnant, so what's the point?"
"Are you and Steve not going to have sex anymore?"
She fell silent, taking them. "...thanks, Jill."
"You'll have to be on them for a month before you won't be able to get pregnant. You'll have to take them at the same time every night, too."
She smiled weakly. She didn't want to, but she wasn't even risking getting pregnant. "Thanks."
"Until then, You'll use these." she held out a box of condoms, making the younger girl fluster. "...w-what?"
"These are for Steve. Until it's been a month on the birth control. Or during. I'm not picky. Chris and I use both."
She blushed deeper, looking away. She hated hearing about her brother in bed. Really, it wasn't a turn on at all. "Thanks." She murmured again, reading over the package. Ribbed for her pleasure. She shook her head, setting the box down.
"...so what was he like?" Jill gave a soft smile, taking a seat next to Claire at the dining room table. They hadn't had a chance to talk about Claire's first time yet.
Claire couldn't suppress a smile. "It...hurt a little bit, but he said that's normal."
She nodded. "It is. What else?"
"Well, I was on my back," She felt her face get hot. "And he was on top of me... and he kept kissing me and stuff."
She nodded. "Did he make you orgasm?"
Claire frowned softly. She wasn't sure. What was that supposed to feel like. "...I don't know."
"...that means no."
"Why not? What if I did?"
"Oh, trust me, Claire. You'd know." Jill gave a soft smile, leaning against the table. "It'll build up and then you'll feel it. It's...pretty much the best thing in the world."
Claire smiled softly. She'd have to ask Steve for one...
Claire sat on her bed, biting her lip gently. She picked up the phone, leaning back on her pillows. Steve was on speed-dial, number three. The first two were Chris's and Jill's cell phones, respectively.
She hit the number, listening to it ring. Steve picked up on the other end.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Steve." Claire gave a soft, shy smile. Whatever happened in the day was easily forgotten when she heard Steve's voice on the other side of the phone. It made every worry fade away and left her feeling whole, warm, and loved.
"Hey." He smiled. "What's up?"
She smiled weakly, scratching the back of her head. "Well, I just started my new birth control regimen." She twirled her hair around her finger. "..and Jill got me a box of condoms."
Steve couldn't help a weak laugh. "Yeah?"
"Yeah... They're apparently ribbed for my pleasure."
"...I would've kind of liked to have a kid, Claire."
Claire frowned softly. "So soon? In the middle of high school?"
"Well, maybe not.. but I mean... I want to have a baby with you, Claire."
She couldn't help but smile inwardly. "Yeah?"
"Yeah... when we get older, maybe after college..."
The girl couldn't help but smile. She loved kids. She always took on the role of the big sister when she was around people younger than her. When she was a child, she was always taking care of all the other kids on the block. "That'd be great."
Steve grinned. "I'm glad you agree with me."
"Of course. I love you. I'd love to carry your child." She paused. "...when we're older."
Steve laughed. "Of course, when we're older..."