Chapter 7
Chris reached into his left cargo pocket and produced a cigar, he brought it to his lips before saying.
Chris: "Well, that is some story" with a snap of his metal fingers he produced a flame and held it to the end of the cigar, he gave it a few puffs to get it started and then shook his hand to extinguish the flame.
Chris: "But what does it have to do with me?"
Ada: "The explosives were traced back to africa, the fact that we're here should tell you which part".
Chris took a long drag, paused, and then blew out a large cloud of smoke, blanketing the table in an ominous fog.
Chris: "Kijuju" he gritted his teeth with the mere mention of the place.
Ada: "Correct, now we realize that you only spent a few months there but your contacts will be indispensable"
Chris: "Heh, 'only a few months'..." He clutched is metallic right forearm with his left hand and stared down at it, the cool metal unyielding to his touch.
Chris: "I left a piece of myself there, a piece I will never be able to get back".
Leon: "You may have lost your arm in Kijuju, but we lost our son, right here in the U-S of A." His remark jarred Chris from his day dream and brought his focus back to the two sitting in front of him.
Leon: "Now our son is gone, and no prosthetic will ever be able to fill the void he left in out hearts" Leon swallowed hard, trying to hide the emotion that was worming its way out, Ada place her hand on Leon's thigh to comfort him.
Leon: "But what we can do, is hunt down those responsible and make sure they never have a chance to snuff out anyone else's child, prevent them from causing this pain to anyone else" Leon had not realized this, but he had started to slowly stand while he made his last statement.
He sat back down and took a deep breath before adding.
Leon: "Are you going to help us, or are you just going to let yourself rot in this bar while evil still exists in this world?".
Without breaking eye contact, he took the cigar from his mouth and stubbed it out on the table. His prosthetic eye seemed to glow brighter had he leaned forward across the table and said
Chris: "I'm in" .
Leon and Ada both sighed with relief, without Chris tracking down the source of the explosive would be nearly impossible.
Chris: "I'll contact Sheva, have her start asking around about arms dealers." He then locked eyes with Leon.
Chris: "Leon, you understand what this means? There are no more orders from here on in, it's just us, and we're not going to stop until they're dead.".
Leon: "That is exactly what I am counting on". Ada turned to a man sitting alone at a table behind them
Ada: "Barry, wake up, BARRY!" but it was no use, Barry was locked inside the confines of his own mind, a state triggered by seeing chris.
He could not speak, he could not move, it was as if he was watching a movie. Barry was knee deep in the memory of the last time he saw Chris, he was having a flashback.
Note
The rest of this chapter is a flashback… and is gross. Proceed reading at your own risk. Nick, the rest of this chapter is your fault
25 July 1998, the Spencer Mansion incident had just wrapped up and the remaining S.T.A.R.S members were celebrating their survival. The drinks flowed and the music never stopped as the team partied like they never had before. There is just something about a near death experience, nothing could ever make you feel more alive. How one deals with this varies from person to person, some may feel invincible after narrowly escaping death, for others it brought the realization that their life could end at any moment. Either reaction, usually had the same result, a need to celebrate.
It was getting late and last call was approaching, Barry was heading up to the bar to order another round when Jill approached him, flanked by Chris on her left side. They had a proposition for Barry, a proposition that would change him forever.
Barry: "You want to do what?!"
Jill Valentine: "Sshshh, if anyone else hears you the deal is off"
Barry: "But, but I am a married man"
Chris: "We know you and Kathy have been separated for a few months, the whole team knows, hell, the entire department probably knows by now." Barry stamered, trying to articulate a response but was too flustered
Jill: "We know she has been living with her HUNK of a boyfriend and is talking about taking the girls and running away to your cabin upstate" she paused for a moment to let this sink in
Chris: "All we are doing is offering you a chance to relieve some stress and have a little fun" Barry was now silently staring at the glass in his hand, absentmindedly swirling the contents.
Jill slowly stepped closer to Barry and cocked her hips standing in front of him. She placed her hand on his shoulder and slowly moved it to his neck, and then his chin. She gently moved his chin up and towards her before asking
Jill: "So are you in" her eyes felt like they were burning a hole right through him.
Barry looked away, downed the rest of his drink, and brought his eyes back to Jill.
Barry: "Let's make a Jill sandwich"
Each of them left the bar in separate taxis (don't drink and drive kids), not wanting to tip off the other team members that they were going somewhere together. The plan was for Chris to leave first and go to the store for some "party supplies" whatever that meant. Thirty minutes later, Jill would leave and check into a hotel room, this would ensure a place where they could all be equally comfortable. Twenty minutes after Jill left, Barry would leave and head straight to the hotel.
Barry felt apprehensive as he stepped into the cab. The driver greeted him
Driver: "Where're ya head'n, stranger?".
Barry: "Uh, the Apple Inn, gotta get some sleep"
Driver: "is that all, stranger?".
Barry: "...yes…. Just gotta catch some Z's"
Driver: "Heh heh heh" .
Barry worried that the driver might be onto him,
Barry: 'had he also taken Jill to the hotel?' he thought but he pushed the worries aside thinking
Barry: 'if the entire department knows what Kathy is doing, what's the harm in a Cabbie knowing what I am doing?'.
The taxi pulled up to the front door of the Apple Inn, Barry gazed through the glass doors to find Chris waiting inside. Barry hurriedly paid the driver and was met with
Driver: "Heh heh heh, thank you".
Barry walked straight past the front desk towards Chris. Chris was carrying a 4 grocery bags with him.
Barry: "Care for some help with those?" .
Chris: "Sure, here" he handed Barry 2 of the bags..
Barry snuck a peek inside one of the bags and saw whipped cream, chocolate syrup, and….
Barry: "Why did you buy bologna?"
Chris: "Protein, you gotta fuel up between round 1 and 2" .
Barry: 'Round 2? What am I getting myself into?' He thought to himself.
The rest of the way towards the room was silent, barry still feeling nervous about the whole situation.
Chris gently knocked on the door of room 101 before realizing the door was unlatched. The room contained two queen size beds and a small bathroom to their left as then entered. The shower could be heard running in the bathroom.
Chris: "Jill must be taking a quick shower".
Barry: "Yeah….." something wasn't right, he noticed a small duffel bag was sitting at the foot
Barry: 'How could she run home to get that bag, and get here to check in in only 20 minutes?' he thought. A realization suddenly hit him
Barry: 'This isn't a spontaneous event, they planned t-' The thought was interrupted by Jill exiting the bathroom.
She was wrapped in an immaculate white towel, her skin glistened with moisture. Before Barry could say anything she dropped her towel and step towards him. Barry was looking down at her body, until her lips met his in a gentle kiss. She began slowly undressing him while leading him towards one of the beds.
Barry and Jill lay together in bed, kissing passionately. Chris had gotten himself undressed and joined them. Chris was gently rubbing Jill's back while her and Barry made out. Barry had never done anything like this before and was worried that his nerves would cause a premature ending. He would soon find out that he had nothing to worry about.
Jill: "OH! Well, judging by what is poking me in the ass, I see Chris is ready to go. How about you?" she reached down and grabbed Barry
Jill: "Oooooh" she gently rubbed Barry
Jill: "You are as excited as Chris" she said with a giggle
Jill: "Alright, just let me grab something and we can get started" She quickly got up and retrieved a can of whipped cream and a small jar or cherries.
She returned to her spot between them on the bed and proceeded to cover her breasts with whipped cream. She topped each one with a cherry roughly where the nipple would be and said.
Jill: "Dig in boys".
Barry and Chris began slowly licking the whipped cream off of her, bit by bit. Jill gently cooed in response to their mouths. Before long they had both finished the whipped cream, eaten the cherry, and began work on her nipples. Her cooing turned to loud moans as they licked and sucked. Barry placed his hand on the inside of her knee and began slowly rubbing his way up towards her lips, but Jill stopped him
Barry: "What's wrong?"
Jill: "Nothing, I just need to get something first" she left the bed and began digging through her small duffel bag.
Chris tried his hardest to avoid eye contact with the naked Barry that lie next to. But, Barry didn't avoid looking at Chris. He let his gaze wander over his muscular shoulders, down his sculpted pecs and washboard abs. He had never looked at another man in this way before. He was interrupted by Jill's return to the bed, he ran his eyes down her body…. Until he got to her waist. He was speechless. Before him, this beautiful, naked woman, was wearing a large strap on.
Barry: "What is that for?" Chris wrapped his arms around her from behind
Chris: "It's is just like we told you"
Jill: "We're going to make a Jill sandwich" Jill had a small bottle of lube in one hand, she began applying it to the strap on
Jill: "Now, bend over, you are the bottom bread!" Barry didn't know what to do, he was already in this deep and didn't know how to stop it.
Barry waited on the bed, on his hands and knees. Jill got close to his ear and whispered
Jill: "Just relax, I know you are going to like it"
Jill slowly pushed the hard silicone into his rectum. Barry forced himself to relax as it slowly pushed pass the ring of muscle. Once she was all the way inside, Chris entered Jill from behind. They had really done it, they had made a
Chris: "JILL SANDWICH" he yelled as he began to thrust in and out of Jill, forcing her in and out of Barry.
Jill: "Oh my god yess" she yelled and reached around in front of Barry to stroke him.
Barry was terrified, not of what was happening, but rather of how much he liked it.
Barry: "how have I gone my entire life without this feeling!?" he shouted
Jill: "See Barry! I told you!" The trio continued for what felt like hours before they all were spent.
They collapsed into a naked, sweaty, panting heap on the bed. A few minutes later, Chris got up to make himself a sandwich.
Chris: "I'm gonna grab a quick shower before round 2" he left the bathroom door open and Jill followed shortly after and joined him in the shower.
Barry now lay alone on the bed, just thinking about what he had just experienced. He knew Kathy would scoff at the idea of bringing a strap on into the bedroom. But he wondered
Barry: "What if it wasn't a strap on?"
A few years later, a survivor of the Raccoon incident would fulfill the burning desire he know felt.
*SPLASH* the ice and water flowed over his face
Ada: "BARRY! Wake up before we leave you here".
Chris: "Are you feeling alright?".
Leon: "Maybe his blood sugar is low, let's get him a sandwich".
Barry: "A sandwich?".