New Horizons, XVI
By: Hotaru
Warnings: Steve bashing, strong language, RE: Code Veronica spoilers
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"Props to Leon!"
Blushing profusely, Leon took a swig of beer. "Aw, cut it out you guys. Can't we just keep playing?" he asked.
"Sure, sure. Your turn to spin the bottle." Chris replied, knowing that Leon had something bad in store for him.
Leon spun the bottle and grinned when it landed on Jill. "Uh-oh…" Jill muttered.
"Ok. Jill, dearest, it's high time that we have a little fun." Leon drawled.
"Oh crap. Don't blame me for what Chris did! Please, be merciful!" Jill begged.
"Sure, it's cool. Just strip down to your underwear and go outside and proclaim that you are, in fact, the Underwear Queen."
Jill's face hardened and she had half a mind to slap Leon. "And what if I don't?" she asked.
"Well, then…I guess you'd have to make out with Claire…" Leon suggested. Claire swung her foot out and kicked Leon in the side.
"Leon! Don't be an asshole!" She exclaimed. Leon held his hands up defensively.
"Hey, it's up to Jill. Unless there are a lot of people outside, no one will know she even went out there. So it's up to her." He replied.
Shaking her head, and muttering angrily, Jill pulled off her socks. Then, she hid behind the couch and got undressed. "No one look, alright? Not until I'm outside, at least." She said. Claire, Leon and an eager Chris scuttled into the kitchen and didn't return to the living room until they heard the front door slam. They went to the windows and peeked past the curtains. Jill walked into the center of the street and held her arms up.
"Citizens of New York! I hereby proclaim my royalty as the Underwear Queen to you! My loyal servants, give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses of underpants yearning to breathe free!" After quoting what was inscripted on the Statue of Liberty, Jill ran inside to a round of applause.
"Brava! Bra-freaking-va!" Leon exclaimed, clapping his hands together loudly. Jill hastily threw on her clothes and shook her fist at Leon.
"I don't know how I'll be able to top that." She said. Leon grinned and they all sat back down.
The phone rang then, and Leon hopped up from the floor to get it. "I'll be right back." He announced.
"So Jill….thongs, huh?" Chris said conversationally. Jill whipped her head to face him.
"Christopher Redfield. Don't you dare." She warned. Chris grinned and stuck his tongue out at her.
"Hey guys, I gotta split. There were some important revelations in one of our cases, and my boss wants me at the station, A.S.A.P." Leon interrupted, heading upstairs to his room. Claire frowned and followed him. She stood in the doorway, while he got dressed.
"So what's up?" She asked. Leon jumped slightly.
"Geez, don't scare me like that!" He said.
"Sorry. Is this about our case?" Claire replied.
"I..they really didn't specify."
"Why do I get the feeling that you're lying to me?"
"Claire…come on, please don't hassle me. I gotta go."
He brushed past her and grabbed his keys from the kitchen. "I'll be back later. See you guys then." He said, with a wave. Claire glared at the door and huffed back to her room. Jill and Chris eyed each other, and then went in the kitchen to do the dishes.
"Do you think it was something about Steve?" Jill asked.
"Could be. She seemed pretty upset." Chris replied, reaching for a dishtowel.
"Well, hopefully it all blows over eventually."
"Yeah. I really don't want or need Claire going back to how she was when this first happened."
"Mm-hm. Speaking of which, how did you find out about all that was going on? I mean, before he was finally arrested?"
"Ah…I think I was visiting for the weekend, and didn't book a hotel or anything, cause I figured I could stay with her and Steve. And it was like, pouring out, freezing rain, and he made me stand there in the rain while he waited for Claire to finish cleaning or something. He didn't tell her I was there, he just left me outside. I went to the window and knocked on it when I saw she was in there."
"Wow, what an ass."
Chris nodded agreeably. "Tch. And then, he has the fucking nerve to hit her, while I'm outside, looking in. I nearly broke the window, I was so fucking mad. I guess you could say it's good that the front door was locked, or else I would have killed him right then and there." He continued. Jill raised her eyebrows. She never knew Chris to be violent, except of course when fighting for his life.
"But anyway, after awhile, Claire came to the door. She said that Steve went out through the back door or something. The whole right side of her face was swelling, and there was a bruise there the entire weekend."
Jill shook her head angrily. "That asshole deserves to rot in hell. I better go check if the boss wrote us back yet." She said, drying off her hands on a towel. Chris finished up the rest of the dishes and flopped onto the couch. "Anything?" he asked tiredly.
"I'm waiting for the page to load. We so need to get a cable modem." Jill replied, tapping her heel impatiently. "Yeah, he did." She said a few moments later. Chris nodded from his position on the couch and waited for her paraphrased explanation.
Licking her lips, Jill got up from her chair and sat by Chris' feet. "So what's up?" Chris asked, cracking an eye open.
"Well…he was excited, that's for sure. But as for getting the serums and virus back to headquarters, he wants me to take them back myself." Jill replied dumpishly.
"What?" Chris asked, sitting up, and leaning on his elbows.
"He said that it's the only safe way to transport them. If I put them in my purse, and get a fake doctors license, then I'll be able to get back to Europe and they'll be confined."
"But Jill…that means you have to leave. I don't want you to go.." Chris said weakly.
As Jill's head lowered, her hair fell and covered her face. "I don't want to go either, Chris, but we don't really have a choice. This is the life we chose, and this is the life we have to live." She said gently.
"Any idea when you'll be able to come back?" Chris asked shakily.
"He didn't say. I can't imagine that it'd be soon. We're already in debt as it is. And all these flights, and trips, and stuff…until we get hard evidence to the proper authorities…I don't know when I'll be back."
Chris reached his arms out and pulled Jill against him. "I'm gonna miss you so much." She said tearfully. They had spent all of their days together, becoming closer and closer, on the brink of a relationship, and now they were being pulled apart.
"Yeah, I'll miss you too. It's gonna seem so…barren without you here." He replied.
"You can always come with me..?"
"I can't. Claire isn't better yet, and it'd just be another notch in our deficit belt."
"Yeah, I know. I was just being hopeful." Jill admitted.
She clutched Chris' navy tee shirt and sighed deeply. "You know…through all of this, we've grown so close and I feel like I can't go on with out you." She confessed.
"I know what you mean. We're dependent on each other and now that we won't have each other to depend on, and to talk to, and to just…be there for…" Chris trailed off. Jill nodded and wiped her eyes.
"I better go pack." She said regretfully. Chris nodded and sat up, watching her burdened form slowly trudge up the stairs.
Jill knocked on Claire's door, and waited for permission to enter. "Hey." Claire greeted, looking up from her desk.
"Hey." Jill repeated.
"Is Leon home yet?" Claire asked, going back to what ever she was doing.
"No. Probably won't be for a while. Anyway…there's something I gotta tell you about."
"This doesn't sound good."
"Well, it is and it isn't. Uh…our boss wrote us back about the virus and everything and he said that I'll have to bring it to HQ myself. My flight is tomorrow morning."
Claire looked up from a torn out page from a magazine and sighed. "Yeah, huh?" She said dully.
"I don't want to go. It's the last thing on my 'To Do' list, but this is a major development, and we haven't had one in the longest. Chris is staying, so don't worry about that, but I have to go." Jill replied, sitting down on Claire's comfortable bed.
"Yeah, I understand completely. I'm sorry that you and Chris have to be separated after everything. I know you care a lot about each other."
"Mm-hmm. I'm gonna miss him. And you and Leon too. But I'll be reachable, don't worry. I'm sorry that I can't finish up the living room with you."
Claire chuckled slightly. "Ah, it's ok. I was getting tired of you anyways." She replied with a smile.
"And I thought I'd never be free of your wrath. But seriously…we should do that project now, while I'm here." Jill replied with a grin.
"Yeah, probably. Whenever Leon comes back, he can do his print. I wish we could have done it when the house was finished. But God knows which'll come first; you coming back or the house being done."
Jill stood up and gave Claire a hug. "You'll be okay while I'm gone?" she asked. Claire nodded reassuringly.
"I better go pack." Jill continued, going to the door. Claire sat back down at her desk and sighed.
"Thanks for taking time for me. No one has done that for me in a really long time. I appreciate it." She said thankfully.
"No problem at all. I'll see you around, huh?"
"Yeah, maybe we'll see you off to the airport tomorrow. If the guys get up early that is."
"That'd be great. Ok, I'll get out of your hair now."
Jill pulled the door closed and sighed. Guilt hung over her like a storm cloud, but the investigating had to be done. She went into her room and started packing what little she had brought with her and purchased along the way. She shivered slightly as she felt someone behind her. "Hey." Chris murmured, running his hands up Jill's arms. She leaned back into him and sighed.
"Hey." Jill replied as Chris wrapped his arms around her.
"You depressed?" Chris asked, kissing her neck gently.
"A little. You?"
"Of course. But I think we should make this night special."
"And how do you propose we do that?"
Jill turned around and stared up into Chris' eyes. Rising up onto her toes, she kissed him gently, as Chris' arms started to remove her shirt. Nervously, her hands traveled to his back and began to tug up on his shirt. Breaking the kiss, Chris practically tore his shirt off and threw it to the side. Placing his hands on the side of Jill's face, Chris pulled Jill's lips to his and kissed her passionatly. Moaning slightly, Jill's hands fumbled with Chris's belt and unzipped his jeans.Tugging on Jill's bottom lip with his teeth, he slid his hands into the inside-out sweatpants she wore. After letting his hands rome briefly, he pulled down his own pants hastilly, and Jill did the same. They stood before each other, marveling for a moment.
"Are you uh...sure you want to do this?" Chris asked huskily. Biting her lip, Jill nodded and wrapped one hand around Chris's neck and pulled him close to her. Their tongue's wrestled, while Chris un-hooked Jill's bra. Shaking the straps off her shoulders, Jill pulled the article off and pressed her chest against his. "You're so warm.." She whispered, as their breath mixed in brief pants. Chris's strong arms wrapped around her slim body, and he hugged her tightly. He jumped slightly when he felt her finger's on the waist of his boxers.
She pulled them off painfully slowly, her hands pausing to grope and tickle. Once his boxers had been strewn onto a lamp, Chris layed Jill down onto her bed and kissed her softly. While one hand massaged one of her breasts, the other moved down to her panties, tracing a line across her thighs. Looking up, as if for permission, Chris pulled them off gently, licking his lips in anticipation. Jill pulled Chris's head up to face hers, and kissed him deeply, before wrapping her legs around his backside and pulling him into her.
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"Will you be okay without me?" Chris asked as he held Jill's clotheless body against his.
"Yeah, probably. I'll make sure I'm always armed, just incase anyone's on to us." Jill replied, smiling as she caught a whiff of Chris' scent.
"You know I'm gonna worry about you."
"And I'll worry about you too. You need to take care of your sister, and make some money. I'll come back as soon as I can."
"I know. I'll miss you baby."
"I'll miss you more."
"Promise you'll think about me?"
"Promise."
TBC
Wow. Graphic. The most I've ever done. *shy shy shy*
By: Hotaru
Warnings: Steve bashing, strong language, RE: Code Veronica spoilers
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"Props to Leon!"
Blushing profusely, Leon took a swig of beer. "Aw, cut it out you guys. Can't we just keep playing?" he asked.
"Sure, sure. Your turn to spin the bottle." Chris replied, knowing that Leon had something bad in store for him.
Leon spun the bottle and grinned when it landed on Jill. "Uh-oh…" Jill muttered.
"Ok. Jill, dearest, it's high time that we have a little fun." Leon drawled.
"Oh crap. Don't blame me for what Chris did! Please, be merciful!" Jill begged.
"Sure, it's cool. Just strip down to your underwear and go outside and proclaim that you are, in fact, the Underwear Queen."
Jill's face hardened and she had half a mind to slap Leon. "And what if I don't?" she asked.
"Well, then…I guess you'd have to make out with Claire…" Leon suggested. Claire swung her foot out and kicked Leon in the side.
"Leon! Don't be an asshole!" She exclaimed. Leon held his hands up defensively.
"Hey, it's up to Jill. Unless there are a lot of people outside, no one will know she even went out there. So it's up to her." He replied.
Shaking her head, and muttering angrily, Jill pulled off her socks. Then, she hid behind the couch and got undressed. "No one look, alright? Not until I'm outside, at least." She said. Claire, Leon and an eager Chris scuttled into the kitchen and didn't return to the living room until they heard the front door slam. They went to the windows and peeked past the curtains. Jill walked into the center of the street and held her arms up.
"Citizens of New York! I hereby proclaim my royalty as the Underwear Queen to you! My loyal servants, give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses of underpants yearning to breathe free!" After quoting what was inscripted on the Statue of Liberty, Jill ran inside to a round of applause.
"Brava! Bra-freaking-va!" Leon exclaimed, clapping his hands together loudly. Jill hastily threw on her clothes and shook her fist at Leon.
"I don't know how I'll be able to top that." She said. Leon grinned and they all sat back down.
The phone rang then, and Leon hopped up from the floor to get it. "I'll be right back." He announced.
"So Jill….thongs, huh?" Chris said conversationally. Jill whipped her head to face him.
"Christopher Redfield. Don't you dare." She warned. Chris grinned and stuck his tongue out at her.
"Hey guys, I gotta split. There were some important revelations in one of our cases, and my boss wants me at the station, A.S.A.P." Leon interrupted, heading upstairs to his room. Claire frowned and followed him. She stood in the doorway, while he got dressed.
"So what's up?" She asked. Leon jumped slightly.
"Geez, don't scare me like that!" He said.
"Sorry. Is this about our case?" Claire replied.
"I..they really didn't specify."
"Why do I get the feeling that you're lying to me?"
"Claire…come on, please don't hassle me. I gotta go."
He brushed past her and grabbed his keys from the kitchen. "I'll be back later. See you guys then." He said, with a wave. Claire glared at the door and huffed back to her room. Jill and Chris eyed each other, and then went in the kitchen to do the dishes.
"Do you think it was something about Steve?" Jill asked.
"Could be. She seemed pretty upset." Chris replied, reaching for a dishtowel.
"Well, hopefully it all blows over eventually."
"Yeah. I really don't want or need Claire going back to how she was when this first happened."
"Mm-hm. Speaking of which, how did you find out about all that was going on? I mean, before he was finally arrested?"
"Ah…I think I was visiting for the weekend, and didn't book a hotel or anything, cause I figured I could stay with her and Steve. And it was like, pouring out, freezing rain, and he made me stand there in the rain while he waited for Claire to finish cleaning or something. He didn't tell her I was there, he just left me outside. I went to the window and knocked on it when I saw she was in there."
"Wow, what an ass."
Chris nodded agreeably. "Tch. And then, he has the fucking nerve to hit her, while I'm outside, looking in. I nearly broke the window, I was so fucking mad. I guess you could say it's good that the front door was locked, or else I would have killed him right then and there." He continued. Jill raised her eyebrows. She never knew Chris to be violent, except of course when fighting for his life.
"But anyway, after awhile, Claire came to the door. She said that Steve went out through the back door or something. The whole right side of her face was swelling, and there was a bruise there the entire weekend."
Jill shook her head angrily. "That asshole deserves to rot in hell. I better go check if the boss wrote us back yet." She said, drying off her hands on a towel. Chris finished up the rest of the dishes and flopped onto the couch. "Anything?" he asked tiredly.
"I'm waiting for the page to load. We so need to get a cable modem." Jill replied, tapping her heel impatiently. "Yeah, he did." She said a few moments later. Chris nodded from his position on the couch and waited for her paraphrased explanation.
Licking her lips, Jill got up from her chair and sat by Chris' feet. "So what's up?" Chris asked, cracking an eye open.
"Well…he was excited, that's for sure. But as for getting the serums and virus back to headquarters, he wants me to take them back myself." Jill replied dumpishly.
"What?" Chris asked, sitting up, and leaning on his elbows.
"He said that it's the only safe way to transport them. If I put them in my purse, and get a fake doctors license, then I'll be able to get back to Europe and they'll be confined."
"But Jill…that means you have to leave. I don't want you to go.." Chris said weakly.
As Jill's head lowered, her hair fell and covered her face. "I don't want to go either, Chris, but we don't really have a choice. This is the life we chose, and this is the life we have to live." She said gently.
"Any idea when you'll be able to come back?" Chris asked shakily.
"He didn't say. I can't imagine that it'd be soon. We're already in debt as it is. And all these flights, and trips, and stuff…until we get hard evidence to the proper authorities…I don't know when I'll be back."
Chris reached his arms out and pulled Jill against him. "I'm gonna miss you so much." She said tearfully. They had spent all of their days together, becoming closer and closer, on the brink of a relationship, and now they were being pulled apart.
"Yeah, I'll miss you too. It's gonna seem so…barren without you here." He replied.
"You can always come with me..?"
"I can't. Claire isn't better yet, and it'd just be another notch in our deficit belt."
"Yeah, I know. I was just being hopeful." Jill admitted.
She clutched Chris' navy tee shirt and sighed deeply. "You know…through all of this, we've grown so close and I feel like I can't go on with out you." She confessed.
"I know what you mean. We're dependent on each other and now that we won't have each other to depend on, and to talk to, and to just…be there for…" Chris trailed off. Jill nodded and wiped her eyes.
"I better go pack." She said regretfully. Chris nodded and sat up, watching her burdened form slowly trudge up the stairs.
Jill knocked on Claire's door, and waited for permission to enter. "Hey." Claire greeted, looking up from her desk.
"Hey." Jill repeated.
"Is Leon home yet?" Claire asked, going back to what ever she was doing.
"No. Probably won't be for a while. Anyway…there's something I gotta tell you about."
"This doesn't sound good."
"Well, it is and it isn't. Uh…our boss wrote us back about the virus and everything and he said that I'll have to bring it to HQ myself. My flight is tomorrow morning."
Claire looked up from a torn out page from a magazine and sighed. "Yeah, huh?" She said dully.
"I don't want to go. It's the last thing on my 'To Do' list, but this is a major development, and we haven't had one in the longest. Chris is staying, so don't worry about that, but I have to go." Jill replied, sitting down on Claire's comfortable bed.
"Yeah, I understand completely. I'm sorry that you and Chris have to be separated after everything. I know you care a lot about each other."
"Mm-hmm. I'm gonna miss him. And you and Leon too. But I'll be reachable, don't worry. I'm sorry that I can't finish up the living room with you."
Claire chuckled slightly. "Ah, it's ok. I was getting tired of you anyways." She replied with a smile.
"And I thought I'd never be free of your wrath. But seriously…we should do that project now, while I'm here." Jill replied with a grin.
"Yeah, probably. Whenever Leon comes back, he can do his print. I wish we could have done it when the house was finished. But God knows which'll come first; you coming back or the house being done."
Jill stood up and gave Claire a hug. "You'll be okay while I'm gone?" she asked. Claire nodded reassuringly.
"I better go pack." Jill continued, going to the door. Claire sat back down at her desk and sighed.
"Thanks for taking time for me. No one has done that for me in a really long time. I appreciate it." She said thankfully.
"No problem at all. I'll see you around, huh?"
"Yeah, maybe we'll see you off to the airport tomorrow. If the guys get up early that is."
"That'd be great. Ok, I'll get out of your hair now."
Jill pulled the door closed and sighed. Guilt hung over her like a storm cloud, but the investigating had to be done. She went into her room and started packing what little she had brought with her and purchased along the way. She shivered slightly as she felt someone behind her. "Hey." Chris murmured, running his hands up Jill's arms. She leaned back into him and sighed.
"Hey." Jill replied as Chris wrapped his arms around her.
"You depressed?" Chris asked, kissing her neck gently.
"A little. You?"
"Of course. But I think we should make this night special."
"And how do you propose we do that?"
Jill turned around and stared up into Chris' eyes. Rising up onto her toes, she kissed him gently, as Chris' arms started to remove her shirt. Nervously, her hands traveled to his back and began to tug up on his shirt. Breaking the kiss, Chris practically tore his shirt off and threw it to the side. Placing his hands on the side of Jill's face, Chris pulled Jill's lips to his and kissed her passionatly. Moaning slightly, Jill's hands fumbled with Chris's belt and unzipped his jeans.Tugging on Jill's bottom lip with his teeth, he slid his hands into the inside-out sweatpants she wore. After letting his hands rome briefly, he pulled down his own pants hastilly, and Jill did the same. They stood before each other, marveling for a moment.
"Are you uh...sure you want to do this?" Chris asked huskily. Biting her lip, Jill nodded and wrapped one hand around Chris's neck and pulled him close to her. Their tongue's wrestled, while Chris un-hooked Jill's bra. Shaking the straps off her shoulders, Jill pulled the article off and pressed her chest against his. "You're so warm.." She whispered, as their breath mixed in brief pants. Chris's strong arms wrapped around her slim body, and he hugged her tightly. He jumped slightly when he felt her finger's on the waist of his boxers.
She pulled them off painfully slowly, her hands pausing to grope and tickle. Once his boxers had been strewn onto a lamp, Chris layed Jill down onto her bed and kissed her softly. While one hand massaged one of her breasts, the other moved down to her panties, tracing a line across her thighs. Looking up, as if for permission, Chris pulled them off gently, licking his lips in anticipation. Jill pulled Chris's head up to face hers, and kissed him deeply, before wrapping her legs around his backside and pulling him into her.
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"Will you be okay without me?" Chris asked as he held Jill's clotheless body against his.
"Yeah, probably. I'll make sure I'm always armed, just incase anyone's on to us." Jill replied, smiling as she caught a whiff of Chris' scent.
"You know I'm gonna worry about you."
"And I'll worry about you too. You need to take care of your sister, and make some money. I'll come back as soon as I can."
"I know. I'll miss you baby."
"I'll miss you more."
"Promise you'll think about me?"
"Promise."
TBC
Wow. Graphic. The most I've ever done. *shy shy shy*
