Distracted by Wesker and the way he kissed down her jawline, Helena tilted her head back. It wasn't until a sudden black and white shape darted into view, landing on Wesker's shoulder that the former captain jerked back. Eclipse let out a meow and Wesker blinked at the cat now perched on his shoulder, her tail wrapped around his neck.
Taking a deep breath Helena shook herself as Wesker made an attempted at removing Eclipse from his shoulder.
"What the hell am I doing? Sorry but this...this is too much too soon." Helena stammered and Wesker sighed, stepping back enough so she could climb from the couch. Crossing his arms in front of his chest he raised an eyebrow as she quickly knelt to retrieve her discarded shirt, tugging it on to hide her bra and exposed cleavage.
"You picked the perfect time to change your mind." Wesker muttered, unconcerned that he was shirtless as Helena started to rebutton her shirt and she shook her head at him her cheeks still flushed from his kisses.
"Wesker, I lost control for a moment because of this stupid virus." Helena protested and Wesker just rolled his eyes, bending to retrieve his discarded shirt and overcoat. Lying the overcoat over one of the couch's armrests he reached for the shirt until he noticed that Helena's cat was still using his shoulders as a perch. Shaking his head he turned his head towards Helena in time to see Helena chewing her lower lip.
Focusing on her face Wesker noticed that she was looking towards the television and after watching her silently for a few moments he cleared his throat and her focus moved to him again, an awkward smile on her face. "Why did the virus make me attack you like that? I'm not usually so...violent."
"The virus currently melded to your system seeks out others to infect. Like the zombies you saw in the mansion the virus drives you to attack anyone who gets close, infecting them and spreading the virus." Wesker explained as he sat on one side of the couch ignoring his shirt.
"But I'm not a zombie, Albert as you already know." Helena protested and Wesker's lips curled into a thin smile. "Now what's so funny?" She demanded and Wesker chuckled as he rested his long legs on the table in front of the television.
"That is the first time you've called me Albert." Wesker replied and she snorted at him giving the former captain a tiny smile in less than a minute. "Would be it too much trouble to get your cat away from me? My clothes aren't cheap and I don't want them scratched to pieces."
"Eclipse, come here girl." Helena called and her cat purred, crouching before she leapt into her owner's waiting arms. Still purring Eclipse rubbed her head against Helena's and that brought a small smile to Helena's face as she crossed the room. After Eclipse leapt from her arms landing softly on the floor Helena turned around with her arms crossed over her chest when she noticed that Wesker was still shirtless.
When she realized that he had his full attention on the television in front of him she tilted her head to one side, her eyes travelling his body. That raised a smile before she shook herself and Wesker turned his head in time to see her walking in the direction of her bathroom, his eyes wandering her body. Even without seeing where his eyes were focused Helena felt a slight tingle along her spine and that brought a tiny smile to her face as she headed up the stairs that led towards her bathroom.
Once Helena stepped through the open door she made sure to lock the door leaning against it for a few seconds as she tried to work out what had happened between her and Wesker.
I barely even know Albert and I'm trying to jump the guy's bones in my living room. What the heck's going on with me?
Shaking her head in annoyance she crossed to the shower stall and after spending the next few minutes adjusting the water she started to strip, tossing her clothes onto the floor without a second thought. Helena had barely finished getting undressed, her underwear still on when she heard a knock at the bathroom door and she froze with the fingers of her right hand touching the straps of her bra.
"Helena, I need to talk to you." Wesker's voice called out and she rolled her eyes muttering something offensive under her breath.
"Can't this wait? I'm about to take a shower." Helena called back and from the hallway Wesker snorted in response, fiddling with the doorknob only to find it wouldn't budge and he frowned at the door like it had insulted him. "You probably noticed that I've made the decision to lock the door this time. Now if you'll wait on the couch I'll be there once I've finished my shower, Wesker." She added, unable to keep a smirk off her face as she turned fully around. Slipping the bra off she leant over to remove her underpants next in time to hear a loud thud and she spun around as Wesker stepped through the now open doorway, his eyes narrowed at her.
"When I tell you I need to talk to you I mean right now, Helena." Wesker told her and she blinked completely forgetting that she was nearly naked. But Wesker did notice and she saw his gold-red eyes widen enough to cause her to yelp, one arm quicky moving to cover her naked breasts while the other grabbed for the only dry towel on the nearby towel rack.
"What the hell is your problem?! Didn't anyone ever tell it's rude to barge in on a woman taking a shower?" She shouted at him and he blinked at her, the shock at seeing her naked and vunerable wearing off very quickly and she narrowed her eyes when his lips curled into a smirk when his eyes travelled her body before they focused on her chest.
Wrapping the towel around her chest she pointed towards the open doorway finally noticing that the door was hanging off its hinges and she growled. "You're fixing that." She added raising an eyebrow when he took a single step towards her and she took a step back before she could prevent it.
"I don't repair doors." Wesker pointed out as he took another step towards her and she flinched at the look in his eyes which left him slightly curious. "I wanted to talk to you about Umbrella and what you'll tell them if they come looking for me."
"Nothing. I'm not even supposed to be alive remember?" Helena shot back backing away again when Wesker took another step towards her before she could stop herself. Though when he reached the mirror she planted her feet not even budging when he stepped directly in front of her and she had to crane her neck to look up at him the former captain at least a head taller than her.
"So are you going to continue to be a pervert or can I take a shower alone?" Helena asked with a sigh when he didn't move his arms crossed against the shirt Wesker had slipped back on sometime between sitting on the couch and interrupting Helena's shower.
"I only came in here to get your guarantee that you will say nothing but what I want you to tell Umbrella if they contact you." Wesker insisted and Helena rolled her eyes at him blinking when he crossed the gap, his hand now resting on her chin. "Do we have an understanding, Helena?" Wesker growled, tugging her face towards his so that they were nose to nose.
"Fuck...you." She snapped and he actually gave her a cold smile his mouth darting forward and she gasped when he kissed her hard. Releasing the vice-like grip on her chin he turned around moving towards the remains of the door before Helena caught the faint smile on his lips, her own a bright pink from the rough kiss.
"Is that an invitation?" Wesker replied in a soft voice, chuckling to himself as he left the room and Helena who leant against the shower wall with a tiny smile of her own on her lips.