The characters from the game belong to Capcom. The OC's and story background belong to me.
Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
A/N: I'm not English native speaker, so you might find some typos or grammar mistakes, I do apologize for that.
A/N: Contains Sexual Content
Downtown, Bohma
The trio talked while they ate and drank in a friendly happy-hour – a much needed one. Leaving the routine of work-home, work-home had become a so automatic that it felt different not having to worry about work concerns or the loneliness of home.
They shared past experiences when they thought they had "normal" lives. Chris commented that once or another he missed going to camp or go for a hike and fishing.
"You fish?" Kate asked raising an eyebrow in incredulity due to the fact Chris was quite temperamental to enjoy such practice
"I do! I guess you didn't notice but there is an old picture at the living room shelf of me on a boat at a lake holding a fish"
"No, I didn't notice it…we didn't spend enough time at your place or in the living room for me to see it…"
He giggled, "True because of this trip"
They ordered more beer. Piers listened to their conversation. It was weird his best friend tagging along with his former love interest in such intimacy because while he asked Claire to see an old picture of Chris before the muscles, now he himself deliberately wanted to show Kate an old picture of his.
The truth was the Piers had never visited Chris' apartment so far, and now Kate lived there. Yeah…It was still weird seeing those two so close despite Chris had denied any intimacy with the young brunette.
Piers looked at the watch – 7:30PM. It was already dark outside and at distance they could listen to the music band playing their songs and apparently the sound seemed to get closer.
"I guess we should sleep in town…we lost the last train to Edonia" the second-in-command commented
"But there's still the boat" Chris replied
"No boats…" Kate intruded sharply making the men look at her, "I hate boats, rivers, pools, sea…deep water…especially at night! No way I'll get in a boat to trespass the river…"
"Or the bus…" Chris added
"No bridges at night! Sorry…if you two want to get back to Edonia together you can go, but I'll stay here until I see the daylight again" she shrugged
The men exchanged gazes sharing the same thought: Kate had decided their fate that night.
"I don't see any problem spending the night in a hotel. All we have to do is to find one…" Chris said
Piers nodded in agreement and soon after, they saw the music band entering the tavern. The show now was complete: food, drinks, loud music, people dancing – exactly the way Kate loved. She couldn't help the party bubble and joined the people on the dance floor.
The grumpy men remained at the table drinking their beer and eating, the hours passed and from time to time they to a look at the dance floor and witnessed Kate's popularity with the band and some male dance partners. She danced, she drank, she laughed. Her spirit was free and she loved the free drinks she got, and also some flirtations.
Chris tried to disguise he didn't look and drank more beers, while Piers couldn't disguise his discomfort.
"The party is over for me. I'm going to the bathroom and look for a hotel for us"
"What about Kate?" Chris asked
"You gave the idea. She's your concern and not mine. I said I wouldn't babysit any drunk people"
"She's not my concern, she can do whatever she wants" Chris replied already showing some signs of alteration due to the alcohol
"So stop drinking due to the attention she's getting with the men"
"What the hell are you saying? You're the one jealous"
"Yeah, I am jealous but I'm past! You're the one responsible for her now"
"So I'm going to solve it right away!" Chris said standing up and headed to the dance floor not minding if he was pushing away some people from his way. With his size, he didn't need much to pass by the people who disliked his rudeness.
Kate was taking a sip of the local vodka glass when she felt someone grabbing her forearm.
"Party is over"
She heard a rough voice and immediately spotted Chris with a serious demeanor seemly to a jealousy boyfriend, and if there was any male candidate trying to hit on her, surely he wouldn't show himself at that exact moment.
-Talk about the scared away boyfriends of Claire-
He didn't pull her but his serious expression was enough to make her follow him without protesting.
Piers had paid the bill and waited for them outside. With the bartender, he got the address of a small hotel that was farther from that noisy location, in a suburban area.
The trio walked to the hotel. Chris with a grumpier expression, Piers trying to remain calm while Kate walked stumbling while she continued drinking her vodka can and sang loud several songs, including a personalized song:
"One, two, three
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I'm caught in between
Countin'
One, two, three
Peter, Paul and Mary
Gettin' down with 3P
Everybody loves me
Merrier the more
Triple fun that way
Twister on the floor
What do you say?
Are you in
Livin' in sin is the new thing (yeah)
Are, you in
I am countin'
What we do is innocent
Just for fun and nothin' meant
If you don't like the company
Let's just do it you and me
You and me
Or three
Or four
On the floor!
One, two, three
Not only you and me
Got one eighty degrees
And I'm caught in between
Countin'
One, two, three
Piers, Chris and Katie
Gettin' down with 3P
Everybody loves Oh"
The men ignored the special lyrics and continued the walk.
"I want to pee" Kate said as she raised her skirt and headed to an alley
"You can't pee here!" Piers said immediately grabbing hold of her hands before she lifted it
"But I want to pee! I'll be quick. No panties, you know?"
"Don't pee in public!"
"Why not? Men do that all the time…"
"No Kate! Hold the bladder, we're almost at the hotel"
"So let's be quick or I can't hold it"
Burlesque Hotel, Bohma
"Good evening" a redhead receptionist friendly welcomed the trio
"We'd like two standard rooms, one with two beds." Piers said
"Two? Why not one with 3 beds?" Chris replied as he watched Kate sitting on the reception couch
"I told you she's your responsibility"
"She's drunk"
"So are you!"
"Miss, where can I pee?" Kate asked interrupting their argument
"The toilet rooms are to the right and then in the of the hallway turn to the left"
"Thank you!" Kate said bowing the woman who smiled friendly as she held the urge to laugh of the trio. Tourists knew how to be funny.
"You should help her" Piers said to Chris
The hazel-eyed man made a face, "I'm not going to enter the girls' toilet. You go help her."
"I can't go…I have a girlfriend"
"So what does she have to do with it? She's miles from here!"
"No, I owe her respect."
Chris exhaled and looked at the receptionist, "Can you aid her?"
She shook her head, "Sorry. I can't leave the reception but you can go with her. It's a single toilet and there's no one there besides your girlfriend"
"She's not my girlfriend" he said almost in a rude way
"I'm sorry for my misjudgment"
"Go stay at the door, I'll solve things here" Piers said pointing to the hallway
Chris inhaled and let out a heavy sigh. As he walked he looked back – wait a minute, he was the boss and not Piers. Why was he receiving orders from his subordinate?- he waited outside at the hallway
Kate looked at her reflection in the mirror and took a red lipstick from her purse to retouch it. She was drunk but conscious enough in not mistaking the lips. She removed her strapless bra as it was already bothering her. She smiled to her reflection before leaving the toilet room. When she opened the door, she had a fright when she saw Chris standing still looking at her.
He grinned at her face.
"Do you want me to wait for you now?" she joked
He giggled, "No. I thought you could need help to find the toilet"
They laughed. Not because the joke from serious Chris was funny, but only because of the effect of the alcohol.
They walked back at the reception where Piers awaited them while he talked to the beautiful ginger receptionist.
"Red world…" Kate murmured feeling jealousy. Apparently, Bohma only had gingers to piss her – a reference to Angelina as well.
"What?" Chris asked
"Nothing…" she replied laughing
In the elevator Kate hummed "I tried my best to feed her appetite
Keep her coming every night
So hard to keep her satisfied
Oh, kept playing love like it was just a game
Pretending to feel the same
Then turn around and leave again
But, oh, this love has taken its toll on me
She said goodbye too many times before
And her heart is breaking in front of me
I have no choice 'cause I won't say goodbye anymore woah, woah, woah"
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. Piers took a pair of keycards and delivered one to Chris.
"Deluxe Suite for you. Standard room for me"
"Deluxe Suite? Why you didn't get three standard rooms?"
"Those were the only available. I tried to book 2 beds for the standard room but the room is too small for that and there were no extra beds available"
"I want the standard room" Chris said
"I'll take the standard room!" Kate replied with conviction
"You're not in condition to stay alone" Piers contested
Kate smiled making a face, "I'm fine! Boys stay together…"
"You stay with her" Chris said
"I said I won't babysit anyone" Piers replied
"You just want the single bedroom to have your good time with the receptionist!" Kate said
"What? I have a girlfriend!" Piers protested
"You have a dick too right now with you. Not your girlfriend!"
Chris bursted into laughter. Kate couldn't help it and laughed too.
Piers frowned pissed, "You live together, so you stay together. Have a good night!" he said walking away
Chris and Kate looked at each other and bursted into another laughter, "Someone is jealous…" Kate commented with a mock
"Yeah! So now…ladies first!" Chris replied waving at her to lead the hallway
"Which room is it?" she asked
"3D"
"3D huh? If I were a guy that'd be funny" she said in a joking way
Chris grinned in agreement.
They entered the room, which had an inviting to settle in. Sleek lines and simple geometric shapes; blond hardwood floors, marble bathroom counters and brushed chrome fixtures; a woven blanket in soothing sand and chocolate tones; a splash of color with a pomegranate cushion. There was a king-sized bed, a Malina Modular mid-century chair, a TV, a CD/DVD player, air conditioning, and a minibar with several types of drinks, glasses, Wi-Fi connection, 1 phone and a laptop-sized safe, and a small table with two chairs. The elegant ensuite bathroom had a wet room with a rain shower and L'Occitane toiletries, and two kits with towels, bath robes and slippers. Small details - an umbrella and a bedside clock showing the date and temperature.
Only one bed –king size – but still only one bed. Chris looked at the Malina chair and if there was an ottoman maybe, he could try to sleep there.
"I need to shower…it's so hot here"
"Do you have an extra outfit in your tiny purse?"
She grinned, "You don't really think I'll sleep on these clothes?"
"So?" He asked wondering what she'd answer
"I have a bra in the purse, but I'll wear the bathrobe too just because you're here, though at home I'll prefer staying al natural..."
Chris let out a soft laugh at her theatrical sexy gesture when she described her preference. He felt like she was playing with him and wondered if she was flirting with him.
"What about you?" she asked throwing the purse next to him after taking out the bra and a small bottle of perfume from inside of it
"What about me?"
"What's your preference? Now that I'm the intruder in your cave, I think I should try not to disturb your routine that much, and for that I need to know so I can prepare myself and avoid 'exposure accidents'"
He laughed, "Don't worry about it, I don't mind being seen shirtless…"
"It's not a surprise for me seeing you shirtless…" she commented as she turned on the radio and searched for a good station
"Indeed…so there's no surprise for you. I have my own bathroom, so there won't happen 'exposure accidents' on my part"
She made a face with a nod. He couldn't read what her reaction meant. Disappointment? Acceptance? Maybe both?
"On my part I'll respect your cave, but, always knock on the door whenever you want to talk to me so I'll be able to avoid exposure accidents as well"
"Alright, fair enough"
She let out a sigh, "Now I'm going to shower or you want to go first?"
"No, go ahead. I'll go after you"
While he waited, he took his cell phone and check if Angelina was online, but for his disappointment she wasn't. Then he replied important emails and messages from friends and only stopped when he saw Kate leaving the bathroom with a towel rolled on her hair and wearing the bathrobe as she said she would so.
He could sense the scent of her perfume fragrance spreading through the room when she opened the bathroom door. Oh how beautiful she looked and good was her good was her smell even after shower. He approved it, though he didn't want to demonstrate it, so quickly he headed to the bathroom.
Kate removed the towel from her hair and started drying it with soft massages so it wouldn't damage her beautiful long to the waist dark hair.
She tried to listen to the songs playing on the radio as she combed her hair, but there was restlessness in her as she recalled the day she had seen Chris shirtless at the locker room.
She didn't know from where those thoughts were coming, but she couldn't help it. Maybe it was the town atmosphere, maybe it was the alcohol. She didn't really want to think about it, but knowing he was just a few miles away totally naked played with her imagination. Just like the locker room day. And he even gave her a wink. Now she recalled Mr. Lionel's conversation with her. She was intrigued. What was that really supposed to mean?
Agitated, Kate headed to the minibar, grabbed a gin can, and took a long sip while on the radio started playing the song: Boys (Remix) by Britney Spears ft Pharrell
Immediately she started singing and dancing holding the can
For whatever reason
I feel like I've been wanting you all my life
You don't understand
I'm so glad we're at the same place at the same time
You made all the girls stare
Those lips and your brown eyes
And your sexy hair
I should shake my thing
And make the world want you
Tell your boys you'll be back
I wanna see what you can do
What would it take for you to just leave with me?
Not tryin' to sound conceited
But me and you were meant to be
You're a sexy guy
I'm a nice girl
Let's turn this dance floor into our own little nasty world
Boys
Sometimes a girl just needs one
(You know I need you)
Boys
To love her and to hold
(I just want you to touch me)
Boys
And when a girl is with one
Boys
Then she's in control
"And you young lady are out of control! No more alcohol tonight"
She was startled with Chris' sudden voice as he left the bathroom only wearing the bathrobe from the other kit she saw over the sink.
"No boys. Yes alcohol"
"Give me can"
"No, I'm thirsty" she replied
"Drink water"
She raised the can shaking the can to him, "My water!" she said with a teasing expression
"No way! Give me that"
"Are you thirsty too?"
"Give me that"
She smiled shaking her head in denial, "What do you want me to give you?" she replied with a naughty tone
"No more alcohol to you"
"You can join me. This is the last one. I promise!" she said taking another sip
Not that Chris wasn't altered too but he still managed to have some control. He tried to take the can from Kate's hand, but she dodge him, as his reflex was slower. However, her balance wasn't the best either and she ended up falling on the ground. The can slip from her hand and the liquid splattered around.
He let out a laugh.
"This isn't funny!" she said bursting into laughter as well
Chris offered to help for her to stand up, but she lost her balance again before reaching his hand. She fell on her back, laughing.
Laughing more at situation he stood closer to her and then he didn't know where to look at, as her bathrobe lifted and exposed her full intimate area without her even notice it.
Ignoring it as much as he could, he knelt next to her to help her sit, "Party is over"
She gave a wink at him, "You're kinda hot, you know" she said with a flirty tone
"Thanks. Now you should clean yourself again and go to sleep. I'll clean your mess"
"Not sleepy…" she replied next to his ear and whispered, "I'm horny"
He giggled, "What?"
She didn't reply and then with her right hand she pulled him by the neck and kissed him.
On the radio the song: Mad About You by Hooverphonic, started playing.
Feel the vibe,
Feel the terror,
Feel the pain,
It's driving me insane
I can't fake
For God's sake,
Why am I driving in the wrong lane?
Trouble is my middle name
But in the end I'm not too bad
Can someone tell me,
If it's wrong to be so mad?
About you
Mad
About you
Mad
Chris was taken off guard and lost his balance and fell lying on top of her. He tried to get up, but she locked him between her legs.
"What are you doing?" he said as they stared each other so close
"The party is just getting started!" she replied licking his neck and using her hands to untie his robe
"Kate…" he whispered unable to say anything else as she rolled over him, sitting on his thighs, opening his robe and putting down his underwear and pulling out his shaft.
Are you the fishy wine
That will give me a headache,
In the morning,
Or just a dark blue land,
Mine that will explode,
Without a decent warning?
Give me all your true hate
And I'll translate,
It in our bed,
into never seen passion,
Never seen passion
That is why I am so mad,
About you
Mad,
About you
Mad
Chris was drunk enough to try to fight back, but the truth was that he was enjoying her left hand stroking him.
She bent over him and they kissed again. She didn't need too much to make him kiss her hungrily back as a turmoil of emotions and sensations took over him and unconsciously his hands unlaced her robe's belt and he unclasped her strapless bra.
Maybe he was really needy as there was a while he didn't get laid and aware he was single, why reject a beautiful woman like Kate and her burning fire since they playfully started "accidental" soft flirty interactions.
All that combination with the alcohol in his veins made him enjoy her pelvis moves as she rubbed her soft, hot and wet spot against his member still not putting him in, while her fierce and warm tongue danced into his mouth, or when she sucked hard his lips or his neck, leaving red marks on that delicate area of his skin. He really liked that. That was a good aggression.
Trouble is your middle name
But at the end you're not too bad
Can someone tell me,
If it's wrong to be so mad,
About you?
Mad,
About you
Mad,
About you
Mad,
About you
Mad
Give me all your true hate
And I'll translate it in our bed,
Into never seen passion
That is why I am so mad,
About you
Mad,
About you
Kate was a ferocious lover and the burning wildness increased by the alcohol made her lose control of any rationality about who was the man she was giving her in. In fact, his kiss was as tenacious as hers and his wild teeth on her neck and his strong hand on her thigh and the other pulling gently her long hair made her groan in pleasure.
She raised her torso up again and smiled with a naughty expression with the sight below her, "That isn't a handgun you have, but a rifle!" she said playing his full erect manhood – a doubt she always had about "juicers"
He grinned, "Do you like it?"
"I love it!" she said licking her lips seductively as she continued rubbing herself against it, pleasing herself, as she passed her nails on his toned abdomen.
He watched her in delight as she let out soft moans while his hands searched her bouncing breasts half exposed into the bathrobe partly opened. Her nipples stifled at his warm touch.
He loved that play when she was all his but still not giving herself to him, which made his member throb with excitement.
"I want you" he said with a naughty face
She bit her lips seductively, "Let's go to the bed…or the couch…"
They stood up. He took off his underwear, and then he sat by the border of the bed, while Kate removed the bathrobe and stood imposing between his open legs.
He looked her up, admiring her perfect curves. Her pink erected wet spot, her hard nipples. He started caressing her body with hands, with his mouth, with his tongue.
She threw her head back, caressing his hair, while she enjoyed his moist lips on her skin as she grabbed her own nipples and lifted one leg up, indicating the access she wanted to be stroked.
He noticed her signal, staring up at her, and she looked down at him with a begging gaze.
"Show me your preference first" he spoke with a husky voice as he caressed his own member
She did so. They started masturbating themselves together. She was so close he could smell her, and she was so tempting that his allowed his fingers to join hers as they played together her damp spot. She moaned in delight, and then she let only him do the play and passed her wet fingers on his lips, making him have a taste of her.
He licked his lips with a naughty gaze, and then, he took her own fingers into his mouth as if cleaning her own wetness off her fingers. She smiled delighted and then she did the same by taking his wet fingers off and putting them into her own mouth, sucking them.
Then she lowered down and they kissed again. Then she slowly knelt down and grabbed his member gently with one hand and with the other she caressed his balls, teasing him to beg for her lips, for her mouth, for her throat.
He saw the lust in her gaze. He liked her game of seduction pressing all his buttons to beg for her. The abstinence period surely had the bad effect of making things hard for him to hold himself and a bit of liquid released from the tip. And he almost exploded when she licked him like a lollipop and slowly made him disappear into her mouth and deep into her throat in and out, and then she sucked the head, nibbling it gently.
He closed his eyes, his breathing choked. He needed to stay up longer and satisfy her as well.
"Stop or I'll come…" he said with a husky voice
"But I want you to come…or are you the type that only party once?"
"I can party all night!" he said raising her up making her straddle him, still not getting in, instead, he played her deep with his fingers while his mouth explored her neck and lips, kissing her, licking her, sucking and biting her gently, then he took his member and rubbed it against hers teasingly. It was her turn to beg for him.
"I want you!"
There was an urge in her voice.
There was an urge within him.
They were out of control, and there was no boundaries stopping them to surrender to their deepest and wildest desires on their very first "date".
Edonia, Angelina's House
Angelina was back to her house, a little later than the usual, but the long conversation with Mr. Lionel made an impact on her, and slowly she processed it. Gradually she worked on the turmoil of feelings it had caused within, and above all the things spoken, the one that hurt her the most was that she had the impression that the right thing for her to do was to give up on her dreams with Chris.
In the practice maybe it was logic, after all, she had George and their daughter. She had a family of her own and they did get along. George was supportive, patient, understanding, loving… She couldn't really complain.
However, she always felt something was missing. Something wasn't "right" between them, or within her.
Since she was a little girl she was known for having a very fertile imagination, for being dreamy.
Not that she minded it. She liked the illusion world. It helped with her creations, but when she became a teenager, some things changed about those "dreams", and they seemed so real at times and some disturbed her.
She did everything she could to explain it reasonably, from therapy to spiritual rituals. It didn't solve, but it did have some effect by diminishing the frequency and disturbance caused. They became more filtered.
However one of the dreams never ceased and repeated with frequency: the dreams about the lake. Despite in a few times, the story told was different, but they always had the lake as the scenery.
And that was the dream that she wanted answers. Why it was so glued to her mind? What was or were the messages?
It took years for her to finally feel some sense in the explanations about it, and that only happened when she met Mr. Lionel and his incredible stories.
Since then, it was like he had become a mentor to her about those dreams. He was the only one she could open it about it without any filter in what she believed about the interpretations she had.
Then she met Chris, and some of the disturbing dreams returned. Coincidence?
Not according to Mr. Lionel. Disturbing, despite bittersweet.
And that was the first time she saw Mr. Lionel being more vague about his interpretations about those dreams involving Chris and the other female characters she believed was her…Always at the lake.
Flashback
"Last night I had a dream about him"
"Tell me"
"It wasn't that different from the one I had before, but it was like again he was Christopher Reed and I was Angelique, and this time at the lake cemetery. He looked sad, very sad, and so much younger than all the times. He was sitting on the tomb that seemed to belong to the boy of the legend of the Drowned Lovers.
I stepped closer and I saw him holding a red ribbon in his hand, he seemed to be mourning the one that that ribbon belonged. And I felt so bad seeing him that I started feeling confused.
I remember that at that point I knew that it was a dream but at the same time not, and I wanted to know more. I wanted to look ahead, so I didn't allow myself to wake up fully, and then I was back to the point I was seeing him looking down.
He never saw me, and I seemed to be unable to talk to him either. Then I heard steps on the leaves on the ground, and that was the only time Christopher looked up, so I turned and saw two small children playing around the Lake House, and that's when I felt a deep remorse.
I started crying and suddenly Christopher was gone, so I saw the children running to the house and I ran after them, but I sensed there was another presence watching us, before heading to the front door of the house, I turned to see the barn and you know I'm scared of the barn, and in the dream it wasn't different because it was like I knew Katarina was there, just like in previous dreams when I saw her in black dress at the door staring at me."
"So you were aware inside this dream about the other dreams?"
"Yes, exactly. It was like a dream inside the dream"
"It can happen"
"Yeah, but lately it's been this way lately. Dreams inside dreams."
"I see. So that's how it ended?"
"No, actually now is the part that has been different"
"I'm all ears"
"When I was there staring the barn sensing a different presence, I kind of asked to see who it was. I needed to know because I needed to feel better, even though I was paralyzed. It's when I saw Christopher at the barn staring at the lake, and I still felt the different presence. So I somehow managed to turn to see the lake when I heard the children at the shore, but before I could see them, as I turned, I looked into the house and I panicked because I saw Katarina inside the house wearing a white dress with the red ribbon tied to the waist level, bleeding apparently from her legs. She looked so pale and I called her sister as I busted into tears but I could feel her fury on me. And at that point all I wanted was to leave that place and a little while before waking up, I saw a man with dirty hands. I don't know who he is. All I know he wasn't Christopher, and inside the dream I knew I knew him. Then I woke up choking and crying rivers literally speaking."
Mr. Lionel didn't move a muscle on his face, besides letting out a long sigh, as his face expression seemed so distant.
"Crazy dream huh?" Angelina broke the silence as she played nervously with her hands
"I'm sure there are a lot of messages coming to you from the dreams, but for your own safety and everyone's safety, you'd better stop searching those answers"
"I think it's the opposite. If I'm having these dreams, it's because I should know about it"
"This is not how it works, obsession also unlock things, and it's not a healthy unveiling. You're going too deep with this feeling for Christopher, and you could see none of you are ready for all those revelations. There's so much you don't know, but you should give time the time."
"I can't stop"
"You have to!"
"Or what?"
The old man leaned over the table, letting out a sigh, and looked serious into her eyes, "Or you will cause more trouble than necessary instead of preventing it, and the consequences will be tragic as the story repeats"
End of Flashback
Angelina could see the logic, but she just couldn't stop thinking about it, and after seeing Chris again only made her want more with him, and she was sure he was reciprocate.
She checked the clock and it was already dawn. She checked her cell phone to see any message (from him) or to see him online, but for her frustration, there wasn't.
She looked out the window at the moon and sighed. She just couldn't give up on him knowing he wanted her as well. She could give up for a while searching for answers about the dreams and the whole past involving Christopher Reed and Angelique, as in practice it was actually closed. It couldn't be undone. Both were dead, but not their feelings, and they were now very much alive and willing to have something and continue what had started, unless he said no to her by giving a yes to Kate.
Deluxe Suite Room
Chris opened his eyes and stared the ceiling as he looked up still lying on his back. He could still feel his blood coring in his veins, and his heart racing in his chest as he could not still believe what just happened. Wishing it was just a vivid dream or an alcohol effect.
But it was very real as he turned to the side and saw Kate's fully exposed naked body, as she was apparently sleeping. At last.
He stared her and confusion took over him alongside a turmoil of emotions. He had never experienced such wildness before, much less in a first date. He was always so careful and precautious with his female companions even after drinking, that he still couldn't believe how careless he was with Kate, after all, he was the more sober one.
What's done is done and all he could do was to prepare himself for the moment she woke up and they faced each other. It was inevitable.
He let out a long deep sigh, and carefully covered her body so he wouldn't feel so bad for seeing the marks he caused on her skin after crossing all the limits they had, as he was still her boss.
He stood up from the bed, and got startled when he heard her moving, but still sleeping.
He walked over the window and thought of lighting up a cigarette. He did that when he was too tense, but he knew Kate disliked cigarettes and to not wake her up with the smell and for the respect he had for her, he simply stared out looking at the moon trying to ignore all those intense memories.
Then a sudden wave of anger boiled within him. He felt so pissed…and all the images in his mind led to Kate. Though he was aware that it wasn't her fault. What happened was consensual, even though he could've stopped, but he just wanted more and more.
His body tensed when he felt her arms embracing him from behind calling him "Cherry"
"The French accent again" he thought. He tried to get away, but she held him closer. Despite being pissed, he still enjoyed her caresses. It was like he was divided and he wasn't sure which side to follow.
They could not blame the alcohol anymore at this point. Or she could? She still seemed out of herself, and that bothered him.
If he was going to cede to her again, he wanted her to be her for as crazy as it sounds.
He felt like she wasn't being herself, especially when at times she spoke with a sort of French accent.
Though he didn't feel as himself either, so he couldn't really blame her or anything for wanting more, right?
He looked at the moon one last time before turning around to his female companion and kiss her. Then, he got staring her as the moon light illuminated her and he could see her nude front. She didn't seem dizzy nor drunk. There was just lust in her gaze and her perfect curves called for him. her parted lips called for his. Her hard nipples called for his hands.
He took her in his arms, she straddled his hips. They kissed passionately under the moonlight, and then he took her to the bed, lied on top of her, as they continued kissing, warming up for another round.
But before they could continue it, Chris felt his heart beating too fast, making him sit at the bed as he started to get worried. Too worried and strange thoughts started to bomb his mind.
It wasn't a heart attack, but an anxiety attack.
Worried, Kate touched his left arm, causing him a strange sensation, which made him stand up and want to go away.
"Chris?" she asked in puzzlement
He didn't reply as he was completely restless looking to the sides looking for an escape route.
"Are you okay?" she asked in concern
"Party is over… "
"I just…"
"I'm your boss. You owe me obedience" he spoke with a harsh tone not letting her finish her sentence
"What?"
"Kate, don't insist!" he shouted, "I'm not in the mood anymore" he said searching for his clothes
A boiling anger ignited inside of her for the way he was treating her when she got worried about him, "You idiot!" she cursed him
"Please…" he immediately lowered his voice tone as he dressed himself, "I'm sorry…but this never happened" he said avoiding eye contact.
"Go to hell!" she shouted bitterly
Carrying his shoes, he walked out of the room. Ashamed and confused, he didn't want to throw his sudden anger onto Kate who had nothing to do with it. He was the one failing to keep his locks on. He hated the feeling he had taken advantage of her, but at the same time, he feared that if he had continued the game he could hurt her. He didn't want that.
But for now he didn't want to think about that. He called Piers to know his room, hoping the subordinate would still be up.
"Chris?" Piers had a puzzled expression when he opened the door and saw Chris' face expression
"Please, let me stay here or I'll go find another place for me…"
"What happened? How's Kate?" a kind of a stupid question as he could smell her scent on Chris and saw the red marks on his neck, and the open zipper on his pants
"I don't want to talk about it, but she's fine until I left"
"If this is really living
Why am I so unforgiving
Half the world is down the toilet
Half is on its way
Ask me why you're feeling screwed
And I'll give you the answer
There's a colin, dick, and bush
Just a hammerin' away"
"Son of a bitch! Limp dick! Moron juicer! Who does he think he is to use me like that? 'I can party all night'…loser!" Kate cursed while alone in the room drinking a small bottle of vodka listening to a rock channel. After some insistence, she finally listened to the knocks on the door.
She rolled her eyes thinking it might be Chris, "Motherfucker!" she yelled at the door. Then she heard an alert tone on her cell phone and read who was messaging her.
"It's me, Piers. Open the door, will you?"
She rolled her eyes, letting out a deep sigh, "Not enough one moron, there's two!" but as soon as she opened the door she started feeling dizzy
Piers entered the room, noticing the mess made and confirming his suspicions, but he didn't have any time to make further judgments as he was quick enough to prevent Kate falling to the ground.
Immediately he carried her to the bed, calling out her name. It didn't take long for her to regain her senses, but now the hangover was starting to hit her.
She didn't take long to fall asleep, and then he cleaned the mess his superior and the personal assistant had made.
He kept his personal opinion only to him and sucked in whatever he was feeling about the whole situation as in the following morning he acted like nothing happened.
Standard Suite Room
Chris was in the bathroom after shower when he saw his reflection in the mirror – and Kate's marks – on his skin. Even after shower, he could still smell her on his skin, so deep into his pores.
Shame.
He crossed the line he wasn't ready to sink in. He knew she was probably thinking the worst of him and the fact that he'd have to face her the next morning tortured him.
But it didn't matter how hard he tried to forget the event, his memories kept taking him back to the lust moments, "Idiot!" he cursed himself in the mirror
After leaving the bathroom, and grabbing a mini bottle of vodka in the minibar, he sat at the bed. He drank to forget. Sip after sip, the confusion in his mind and the shame put him to sleep.
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PS: Scene Rebooted 9/13/21