Warning: Lewd stuff happens this chapter. A fair amount. There's some full on citrus here. Now by Wesker's perspective. You were warned.

Story: Quicken, Question, Quantify

Chapter Twelve: Counterpoint - Forgiven

"Sex is the consolation you have when you can't have love."

-Gabriel García Márquez, 1927-2014

July 18th, 1998 – New York City:

Her eyes darted over my face. I wasn't sure if she trusted my words, but I doubted it after she'd been tempted to attack me. She seemed torn, was that in my favor or against it? I wasn't sure. Then she leaned up to me to put her lips on mine. I froze at the gesture, of all the things I would have expected from my confession, this was the last. I could taste the salt, still fresh from my discovered betrayal. Was this forgiveness then? If it were, would I ever know it? Had I ever seen it before?

I wrapped my arms around her, wanting to pull her close but averse to causing more damage. Was she so broken she accepted even that I was a monster?

"Kagome…" I didn't know what else to say. I hadn't foreseen this as a possibility, and there were many that had gone through my head when the admission had been forced.

"We'll work it out right?" She brought my words back. "I expect a full explanation beyond the rushed one here, but later. You said we were on a schedule."

"I am not overly concerned with keeping appointments right now." I replied, tightening my grip at the suggestion to leave. "Are you sure about this? I'm…I'm not a good person."

She deserved better. I'd just end up getting her killed or betraying her again…

"No one is." Matter of fact, as though my level of socially unacceptable was near anyone elses. "I want to know you, all the same. Dark, light, shadows, and so on. Bug again, later. If what my blood can do is so dangerous, then we should do what you wanted."

"What?" Was she serious? She'd just accept the fact that I'd been using her almost since the moment we met. Then offer herself up on a sacrificial plate to further my power?

"The transfusion." She affirmed. "Let's do it. Let's finish this with Birkin as safely as possible. It's not free though. I expect honesty from here on."

"All right." I stated, unsure how to take the turn of events. Was she someone I could actually be honest with? She still didn't know the whole story. She'd likely turn away once she did, but I planned to at least get the stabilization factor from her blood first. "I have the equipment here. I'll need to push the flight back."

"Okay." She agreed, as if we weren't talking about a potentially life altering process. She'd calmed herself down. "You'd need to move for that."

"Right." I let go of her, only realizing then I'd been holding her. "I'll be right back."

I directed her to the section of the room we would use. I'd put it in for possible issues with B.O.W.'s. but it would function for the purpose. I climbed out of the side closet, walking off to let the pilot know he'd have to wait and agreeing to pay for the delay. It was easy enough to have anything if you promised money. I didn't have a ton of funds, but I'd have more soon at the rate things were going. I paused as I got near the ladder again. She was setting up the chairs and was quiet. She looked unsure despite her previous words.

"There." I commented, pressing the button to shut off the lab to the outside until I opened it again. This place was multipurpose and also worked as a bit of a panic room were I running from Umbrella after my betrayal. "Let's avoid interruptions. I'll get everything prepared."

I went to gathering the supplies we would need and setting them up. Typing a few things into the computer that ran the small getaway. This had taken years to set up, so it was quite well designed. More from gear I'd stolen from Umbrella than things I'd bought myself. She was still not sure she wanted to do the exchange now that she'd had a small moment to consider. I explained more of what I expected and was surprised that she was concerned about causing me pain.
"Even after I lied?" I expected she wouldn't mind a little harm after the pain I'd caused.

"I'm not happy you lied." She reminded swiftly. "It doesn't mean I want to harm you. What would that solve?"

"Nothing, I suppose." I admitted, though it was still a strange concept. Then, I still was seeking vengeance, so my mentality wasn't the same as hers. I hooked up the bags into the machine that would help pump them and separated the needles. Pausing before finishing. "Are you sure about this?"

"No, not at all." She stated, shaking her head and then nodding to me. "But if it could help us both. It seems silly to pass it up. As you said, you touched my blood before and were fine."

"All right." I saw no reason to look a gift horse in the mouth and finished set up, adding the needles to our arms and getting strapped in before starting the procedure. It immediately started to burn, and I grit my teeth, my muscles tensing. It felt like I'd started pouring acid into my veins. Why was it cures were often so harrowing before success?

"Wesker?" Yes, she was already doubting going through with it. Her expression concerned. She didn't seem that bothered now, I wasn't sure if the viruses being spread into her system would really do much. I hadn't had much time to test it.

"I'll be fine." I reassured in as steady a tone as I could muster. I could feel the sweat starting along my skin. Our blood types weren't compatible on my end, it was only my virus that would keep me alive given how much I was going to have to take in. A wave of dizzy nausea hit and I gripped the edges of the chair arms, glad I hadn't eaten for many hours. I could feel the sweat already dripping and my breath getting heavier, my blood pressure spiking from the unexpected battle starting in my heart and veins…curling into my body where the cells would all need to fuse. She'd gone quiet and didn't really look comfortable either.

"Kagome?" I asked, again struggling to keep the severity of the fire in my body out of my voice. She looked up so she was still conscious of what was going on, a good sign. "How are you?"

"I'm all right, I'm more worried about you." She replied, and to be fair, she didn't seem to be going through the same amount of difficulty.

"I'll manage." I commented, leaning back to set my head against the wall and close my eyes, still struggling to keep my breath steady. Digging fingers further into the chair arms, I knew I had started to bend them out of place. If I lost control this little chair wouldn't hold me. I wasn't an average zombie after all…I'd been made a tyrant. This wasn't built for that.

"Wesker." Her voice didn't bother to hide the worry. "You sure…"

"It's fine." I repeated shortly, trying not to gasp for air. "It just hurts. It will pass."

"Over a few hours?" She was clearly not pleased with the way this was going but I couldn't catch my breath enough to reassure her. Unlike my death, this was worse. There wasn't a chill numbing cold…it was the opposite. It was as though her blood was ripping over every nerve in my system. Having to shock them to alter them to a more stable state…this was worse than dying. I felt the moisture everywhere on my skin, my body expelling everything it could to try to rid itself of the building foreign bodies. My body didn't know that this was going to be a cure, only that it didn't belong.

It was far too long before the waves of agony started to subside, before I could begin to even my breathing and unset my jaw. My teeth ached from where I'd shut them harder than I'd meant. Then I took a deep breath, the pain ebbing more steadily, as though a fever in my veins had finally broken the heat eased. I took another breath, starting to slow my breathing. I glanced to Kagome, having forgotten in the extreme moment that she was here too.

"You still all right?" She didn't look too horrible, but she'd also broken a sweat and it probably hadn't been entirely comfortable.

"I'm worried about you. You look horrible." She was staring wide eyed. I expect I did look horrible; I was soaked in my own sweat. "Is it getting better?"

"Slowly." I nodded to her. Already it was much improved. "It is worse than I'd imagined, but manageable now."

"I'm sorry, I should have thought this through more before just saying we should do it." She apologized; I would have put a finger to her lips to stop her if I had the energy to break through the restraints. I wanted to reach out and touch her…do something to show my appreciation for what she had given me…

"It was mutual. Fear makes people do stupid things." I had planned to explain further, but my sunglasses slipped from my face and fell to the ground, clattering out of our reach.

"Were you afraid?" She was surprised by the admission.

"Weren't you?" I asked. "Neither of us wanted to part with the other."

Had I just said that? That wasn't like me. Though, it wasn't a lie. I had wanted to keep her close, I still did. I wanted to hold her down and make her whisper my name, beg me to release her from the tension built up inside her…

"Fair." She said, then after another moment added. "We almost done then?"

"I'm not sure." I tried to banish the thought from my head. "I wasn't really paying attention to the time. I would hope so. I wouldn't mind a change of clothes."

"Well, as we're literally stuck here…tell me about your life. The truth this time, not rushed half-truths." She stated.

I tried to refuse but she insisted. I eventually relented to do my best with her task. I felt at least she was owed that even if I was all the more loathe to admit any faults. If she tried to leave, I wasn't sure I could let her go.

I explained my past with Umbrella in general terms. I wasn't in the mood to go into specific examples or detail. That I'd grown to distrust them after they'd used me and my life for their own ends. That I'd worked with them to develop the weapon she'd seen at Racoon City, the viruses she'd seen in the zombified people. I explained what the original goal was before adding that I'd worked with Birkin for years, that we'd planned to betray Umbrella together. Before he decided to shoot me in the back…

I further explained the plan to destroy the Umbrella lab and sell the research to another company. Returning us to the present.

"You were just gonna sell this dangerous thing to someone else?" She hadn't thought me capable of it. I'd done a good job convincing her that I was a good person.

"It wasn't about money, though I won't lie I wouldn't have refused that either." I remarked, opening my eyes after realizing I'd closed them for much of the storytelling. "I wanted to unmake Umbrella. To destroy them so they had no choice but to disappear. After what they'd done to me…it became an obsession to tear them apart. To be honest, I still want that. It isn't as if the world will miss them."

"But you could have caused those dangerous things to infest that whole town." She was probably remembering the family she'd had to take down. How we'd started this as a team to hunt down the puppet masters, only I was one of the individuals pulling strings.

"That was never the goal. The plan was to implode the system before we left." I replied, though I had planned to get more combat data first. "Though as you desire honesty, I'll tell you; I wouldn't have lost sleep over the people in Racoon City."

She got quiet at that. She wanted me though she said, all of me. She could decide to back down on that this way. If I laid it out neatly in front of her how much I was not someone she should love, she could take herself out of this equation. Then, I still didn't want her to…I pressed forward, annoyed with myself for allowing this much truth to surface.

"Umbrella didn't push empathy as a skill beyond a means to manipulate." I added. "I've cared about precious few people in my life. I know you have little reason to believe it, but you are one I do hold in high esteem."

"Okay…" She stated hesitantly. "Thank you."

"That's all?" I perked a brow, opening a single eye to focus on her. Thank you?

"Yeah. I asked for the truth and I don't see why you'd lie about any of that. I still need to process a little, but you did what I asked." She shrugged and glanced at her lap. "It wouldn't be fair if I got mad at you again. Then maybe it's just the blood loss."

"You aren't losing blood; you're getting it right back. It's not being lost." I was amused at her small jest all the same. Was she seriously saying she could learn to accept this about me? "I…"

The computer ending the countdown and releasing our bindings interrupted my comments. She immediately pulled herself free and got up, walking over to help me get loose of the belts after I'd busted up part of the chair. Without getting up I nodded to her looking for more confirmation that I was going to recover. I was already feeling much better, just a bit unsteady as it was likely my body was still mutating from the adopted blood. I nodded toward the shower in the room and started to get undressed, I should not have left my boots on. She went to find me clothes, trying to be helpful. I stood, holding a hand against the wall.

"Are you sure you're up to play infiltration? You are having trouble standing up." She pointed out. I glanced toward her and lifted her swiftly, putting her back into her chair without buckling her in. Waiting on her was tedious, and I wanted to keep her close more now than before.

"What are you doing?" She stared, the pink just barely starting into her cheeks as I unlaced her footwear.

"I figure you could use the clean up too." I remarked, pointing out she'd been sweating as I continued to undress her. I craved her even more than the night in the car…

She was a little confused, and still bashful. "Okay, well, I think I can take off my own shoes."

"Does it embarrass you? Me undressing you?" I challenged, enjoying where my fingers touched the smooth skin of her legs as I peeled off her socks. "You are turning red again."

"Am not…" She muttered, catching my hands when I reached for the button on her cargo pants.

"We'll never get anywhere, if you can't relax a little." I stated, taking her hands to set them on my my hips before continuing to undress her. Very aware of the way she twitched slightly but watched me as I continued to pull the fabric free of her skin. She wasn't participating, but for now, I was fine with this. It was like carefully unwrapping a present. She skin was subtle, healthy, soft and smooth as I ran my palms along the length of her legs and waist, snaking them under her shirt as she watched me. She wasn't stopping me, but she still had the blush on her face. That only pushed me further, I pressed her into a kiss and back against the wall, lifting her as my leg parted hers. I held her arms above her still tangled in the shirt.

Patience was not something I planned to continue when it came to having her. I wasn't sure I could. The blood in my veins had boiled and cooled and now it simmered in need of her. She muttered against my lips but returned the pressure so I didn't break away, I wasn't sure I could have even had it been a protest. I let go of her lips, licking where she'd barely bit me, not enough to draw blood but enough to spur me forward.

"Undress me." I ordered. I craved more than just touching her, I wanted her hands on me as well. I wanted her to explore me…to find herself against my flesh. I kissed her neck instead of her lips, releasing her hands to instead steady her further against the wall. She left her hands at the top button of my shirt, but only fiddled with the fabric instead of opening it.

"Would you rather start lower?" I pressed, her indecision amusing. I was glad for having made the challenge since she unbuttoned it and then went toward the next. "Good girl."

"Can't you back up a bit." She complained. "This is starting to hurt my back. And it's cold."

"I'll warm you up soon enough, if you can focus long enough to open the buttons…" I promised, sliding her up my leg more to get her further from the wall. I reached up to undo her bra as I continued to kiss her collarbone. Even with the sweat she tasted sweet, I trailed my teeth along the bone, grinning when her hands fumbled at the buttons as a result of my attention. She got the last button free, hands curling down my arms to pull the shirt off. I pulled her with me into the shower, fighting with the knobs as she started opening my belt. I lowered her to the tile just long enough to remove the rest of my clothes, smirking at the small squeak she released at the chill tile in the shower when I returned her back to the wall and took her nipple into my mouth.

It wasn't as gentle as I'd fist intended, but her fingers curled tightly into my hair and I ignored any concern about it. I reached down between her legs, needing to prepare her for what was to come, letting go of her chest to look at her when she whimpered at my touch. Her eyes held a red glint they'd missed before. Was the virus at work in her blood then?

"Touch me." I hissed before capturing her ear between my teeth. Pushing aside any thoughts that were research related. All I knew is that she wanted me back, and that's all that mattered right now. She let out a small sound of frustration, but her hand moved from my shoulder down my chest, hesitating until I slipped a finger inside her, then she wrapped her hand around me. It was hesitant, and unsure, but there was little to figure out. I slipped a second finger into her, grunting at the stroke of her hand. She was shivering at the pleasure, panting in my ear. It was starting to overwhelm her.

"Wes-ker." She barely managed my full name and I pushed her harder against the wall to keep her from moving, from being able to escape. Kissing her again as her body twitched and grew taught at my effort.

"Kagome…" He breathed my name against my lips. I needed her to move on before I lost control of my own pleasure. My voice seemed to spur her release, her body shaking and gripping onto me. Panting and shuttering from aftershocks of the pleasure I'd called forth. She was still shivering when I pushed her against a new wall, letting myself enter her this time. Her body tensing, nails digging into my skin.

"It will pass." I promised, pushing into her slowly. If I wanted her to enjoy it, I couldn't rush…and nor did I want to. I wanted to savor this…every moment of it. I pushed her higher closing back around her opposite breast. My thumb still fingering the outside of her as I pushed into the pressure that was her virginity. I waited until she hitched her breath again to push through. Her head she threw back, her legs curling tightly around my waste. She embraced the pain for the pleasure, and I groaned from my own want to rush. I knew that wouldn't end well though, her body needed to be worked up to this, to loosen to the point that it didn't pain her when I slid fully inside.

"Here I thought you were so innocent." I commented, as she arched her hips again.

"Wesker…" She whined. "Please."

"Oh? Please what?" I trailed my tongue around her nipple, eyeing her as she looked at me. Her eyes brighter than a moment ago. She did have my virus in her then…somehow that just made her more attractive. She whined lightly again.

"Please…" she hissed.

"What do you want, Ka-go-me?" I inflected, teasing her nipple and pushing myself deeper.

"This…" she hissed. Her voice had lost the pain of before, she was past that and losing herself in the pleasure again.

"Undescriptive…" I chided, moving faster despite myself. She was doing her best to meet my rhythm, eager…so very eager. I had to force myself to slow slightly, enjoying the whimper of complaint. I would get her to scream my name yet… "Such a hurry after all that reluctance. Was I not throughout enough before we started in earnest?"

"Wesker, shut up." She snapped, meeting my lips this time. Messy and insistent, ignoring the fact that the water was rushing over her head. She couldn't manage to keep the gesture and I smirked, returning my lips to her ear, the nape of her neck, my fingers playing over her body. I couldn't hold back though, I wanted her too much. I gave up the game of teasing her and pushed her back, slamming my hips into hers, crushing her against the wall as tiles began to shatter behind her. She was gone, lost to the moment, and she dug her nails into my back as her orgasm swept through her. I slammed her arms into the tile when she started to twitch, immobilizing her as my own body let the rush of euphoria loose through my body. I felt my seed let go within her and slowed swiftly after we both reached our climax. Waiting a long moment before letting her slowly to her feet, catching her when she could barely keep them and threw her arms around me. Both of us gasping for air as the water started to wash our sex down the drain.

"You think you can stand?" I asked, still holding onto her slick skin. I'd have to try harder next time to keep her from being able to walk at all after.

"Yeah…" She answered, steadying herself. She leaned up to kiss me once more gently, though her lips were slightly swollen. There were bruises on her back that were already starting to heal.

"I'm sorry…" I remarked, realizing I'd destroyed part of the wall with her back.

"Don't be sorry." She stated animatedly, then blushed at her own comment. Still chaste even after begging for more…

"Hmm, I'd say you definitely picked up my powers to some degree." I commented, handing her soap and a washcloth as she noted the damaged wall. She was staring at it, a bit of horror on her face. I let her deal with that as I leaned into the spray of the water. I was very ready to go on a job after that…I felt whatever Birkin might throw at us wouldn't matter. I smirked at her when she continued to stare at the wall. "Don't worry about it, it's replaceable."

"But we…" She drifted off, as though not wanting to admit it aloud.

"Banged so hard we knocked the tile off the wall and put a few holes in it?" I provided, grinning at her slightly strangled sound. "How do you go from digging nails in my skin to blushing? The blood is still beneath them."

She glanced to her hands and went to wash them under the water, thankfully the large square shower room had two showerheads, we'd used both at some point while we were tumbling. "We need to be more careful."

"I'm fairly certain careful was the last thing either of us was thinking." I replied, scrubbing up as she did the same. She turned away to cover her chest as she did, as if I hadn't just had it in my mouth, but I was fine with her innocence…it was another time I could enjoy it when she gave in. Besides, the view from behind wasn't bad either. I enjoyed it while we finished up the shower, actually clean by the end of it. I handed her towels and got dressed, retrieving her clothes as well. They didn't fit perfectly but they got the job done. I had a couple outfits here for women in case I ever needed to hold any, I didn't explain why they were there. Was it lying if I just didn't mention it?

"All right, we will be headed into dangerous territory. We'll be trying to stay dark until we reach the samples. We'll stay together, and there is a rendezvous point already decided so once we have the samples and finished Birkin we'll head here and fire off a flare toward the water for retrieval. Our ride will be on a neighboring island waiting for the signal." I explained after we climbed on a buckled in, pulling up a map on a small screen to show it to her as I went over it. "We'll be dropped here and need to go through the woods to the facility from here. This area is barely used, and security is lighter as a result."

She nodded at me, listening intently. Whatever she'd been involved with before me, it hadn't been military operations. I'd need to expect that she wouldn't keep up well if I didn't slow slightly for her. Still, with the virus's in her system she was a tyrant as well, so I didn't have to worry as much. The swiftness with which her bruises had healed gave me confidence.

"I expect he'll have a number of BOW's so we'll have to try not to get overwhelmed as well." I continued. "Bio-organic weapon, the zombies or other creatures he might have on hand. We had many at the mansion outside Racoon City so I expect he'll have a few traps littered on the island. It's why I want to avoid the sewers. He loves shoving the monsters in the sewers."

"Ew. I don't mind missing that." She assured.

"All right, here. I assume you haven't jumped before, so I'll be handling it. Let me explain how it works when we land." I delved into the explanation, ready for our upcoming mission. I wanted to choke the life out of Birkin with my own hands.

End Chapter

Okay, next chapter will be back to non-lewd things. Adventuring continues. Not saying there might not eventually be more lewd things, just taking a break for at least a few chapters. : )

-Aura

To my reviewers:

Glad you seem to be enjoying the lewd, hope that sticks for the opposite side here.