Pinned up against the bathtub Helena let out a sigh as Wesker kissed her throat, her arms draped loosely around his neck.

"So I'm guessing you can't even feel your shoulder now," Wesker commented, lifting his head in time to catch the smile Helena had and he chuckled. "You have such a dumb smile right now." He pointed out, lightly touching the tip of her nose and she coughed.

"Not as dumb as the grin you have." Helena countered and Wesker rolled his eyes, pulling her to her feet before he tugged her towards the shower. "Hang on what do you think you're doing now?" She breathed but Wesker didn't answer, pushing her under the shower before he reached for the taps. "What about my shoulder?" She asked him, concerned and after a pause he grabbed her shirt ripping the sleeve off which caused her to narrow her eyes as he quickly wrapped it around her bandages before Wesker turned his attention back to the taps.

When she was immediately drenched in cold water Helena let out a gasp, wrapping her arms around herself as Wesker tried to fix his mistake. Even when he finally had the hot water running Helena was shivering, her arms wrapped around her body and he sighed.

"That wasn't supposed to happen." Wesker pointed out, trying to help Helena out of her wet clothes though when she winced he paused concerned as she trembled. "Try standing under the hot water, Helena. That will help." He explained the former Umbrella agent unable to tear his eyes away as Helena started to strip only realizing what she was doing when she let Wesker let out a breath.

"Are you going to just stand there, Albert?" Helena told him, surprising herself into silence though when Wesker's lips curled into a smile she managed a weak smile back. It wasn't until he started to strip that we heard a phone beeping and Wesker frowned, glancing down at his jacket pocket. "Work?" She asked only to cough, remembering Umbrella but Wesker raised an eyebrow a faint smile on his lips as he answered it.

Wesker left the bathroom leaving Helena alone long enough to wonder just who he was contacting if by his 'death' he'd severed contact with Umbrella. Deciding that questioning Wesker would have to wait she shifted back under the shower, letting the hot water wash the blood and sweat from her body.

When Wesker returned his phone to his pocket he grinned, whistling to himself. "That takes care of that. I just hope Helena doesn't contact Umbrella." He whispered, returning to the bathroom in time to see Helena with her head back a faint smile on her lips as she brushed her fingers through her hair. With a faint grin on his own lips, Wesker gently pushed the door closed behind him and Helena turned her head, finding the former captain watching her with a raised eyebrow.

After a long pause, Helena smiled, beckoning him towards the shower, and with a nod and a much bigger smile Wesker started to walk towards her. As she watched Wesker he started to strip her eyes traveling his body, the former STARS member reaching the shower clad only in his boxers.

Wesker had barely draped his arms around Helena's waist, lightly kissing the base of her throat before he saw Helena raising an eyebrow at him. Sighing he gave her a tiny smile. "You wanted to know who that was don't you?" Wesker whispered and Helena nodded slowly, hearing him chuckle. "It's not important." He finally answered and Helena rolled her eyes, lightly pushing his arms down until they rested at his side.

"Wesker, I thought you were beginning to trust me," Helena muttered arms crossed over her bare breasts when Wesker raised an eyebrow silent as she stared back at him. "Albert, I know it's a lot to ask but I just want to know you."

"Helena, right now we don't know if Umbrella has managed to track your movements," Wesker argued and she sighed, chewing her lower lip as he reached up lightly cupping her chin. "How about a compromise? I promise that as soon as I know we're safe from Umbrella's….interference I will tell you everything." Wesker finally finished and after a long silence, Helena slowly nodded. That brought a faint smile to Wesker's face and he grinned at her, tracing her lips with his thumb.

"When you're sure we're safe from Umbrella you're telling me everything, Albert." Helena finally agreed and Wesker laughed softly, lightly kissing her mouth. As his lips moved further down her neck she wrapped both arms around his shoulders, tilting her head with a smile on her lips. Picking up the sound of her rapid heartbeat Wesker grinned, leaning close and Helena jerked the moment she felt Wesker's teeth gaze at the skin between her breasts. "Albert, what are you doing?"

"Enjoying my time with you of course, Helena," Wesker answered and Helena just rolled her eyes, looking down at him after a few seconds with a faint smile. "I hope that the same can be said of you."

"Of course, Albert," Helena responded with a tiny grin when he straightened and now face to face with Wesker she slipped her arms down from his neck to his waist gently tugging him close. Still smiling at him she lightly pushed his legs slightly apart before she used her knee to brush his cock and when Wesker drew out a breath she gigged.

"Did you enjoy that?" She asked and he blew out a breath fixing Helena with a blank stare. Shaking her head Helena brushed Wesker's cock again a little more forceful with her knee and when she felt him shudder that brought an even bigger grin to her lips. "I never would have guessed."

"Helena, that was not funny," Wesker growled once he found his voice and Helena laughed, earning herself a low growl. Seconds later Helena found herself pinned against the wall of the shower and when her eyes widened he allowed himself a small smile. "I don't know why you're looking so worried, Helena. You can trust me." He whispered and she finally let out a breath giving him a tiny nod.

"Sorry, but I wasn't thinking." Helena stammered and Wesker nodded, lightly nudging her legs apart then they were groaning in unison as Wesker slipped inside. As soon as Wesker began to move, grunting Helena wrapped her arms around his stomach her fingernails digging into his pale skin as she panted.

"You don't need to think, Helena. Not on Umbrella or anything but us." Wesker growled, kissing her mouth roughly and once they broke apart breathing faster Helena pressed her forehead to his.

"I'll still hold you to your promise, Albert." Helena managed to gasp and Wesker chuckled, nibbling her lower lip before he gasped as one of her hands swept down his back gripping his backside hard. "Right now all I want is to be with you." She mumbled as he nipped at the base of her throat, tracing the mark he'd left with the tip of his warm tongue.

With a hint of a grin Helena wrapped a leg around his waist and he pause looking directly at her face. After seeing her giving him a brief nod he nodded back and she groaned as he grunted, pushing himself deeper. When they started to move even faster Wesker kissed her softly, their tongues touching as Helena gripped him tight. Wesker drove Helena close to the edge only to pull back, kissing her swollen lips and as she groaned he carefully turned her around.

Nudging her legs apart with his knee he pushed himself into her from the back, grinning when she arched her back her hands braced against the wall. "You'll come if and when I let you, Helena," Wesker growled and Helena turned her head enough to stare at him her eyes slightly wide once he pinned her hands to the cold wall ignoring the water cascading over their naked bodies. Though when he saw a trace of a smile and he heard her laugh he froze, surprised as she turned her head back now facing the wall.

"I'd like to see you try, Albert. It'll take more than talk to make me come." Helena growled, eyes glowing briefly with unnatural light and once Wesker shook his head he lightly traced her left ear with his tongue. Besides a brief quickening of her heartbeat, Helena didn't react and Wesker laughed into her ear, his tongue darting into her ear as he cupped her backside.

When he started to move Helena tilted her head back, eyes closing as she felt his body press against hers driving himself into her so quickly that she felt herself getting closer much faster. Her eyes shot open and when she cried out, gasping from her release Wesker managed a weak grin before he joined her their groans echoing through the bathroom.

Panting, Helena dug her fingernails into Wesker's back clinging to him as she waited for her breathing to even out. Once her heart stopped feeling like it was going to tear its way out of her chest she let out a breath her lips lightly grazing Wesker's lips as he panted. "So you're more than just talk." She whispered after she cleared her throat and he laughed, kissing her cheek before he wrapped both arms around her waist.

"I'm much more than that, Helena." Wesker agreed and Helena smiled at him tilting her head back slightly as he kissed the base of her throat.