I feel hyper today so I thought; "why not and give them TWO CHAPTERS!!" So here's the 9th Chapter of Tormented Little Angel! Thanks to all readers and reviewers!! Also, a quick warning....THERE IS A LEMON SCENE IN HERE!!!!! There's a warning later if ya don't wanna read the lemon so no worries. It's my second Lemon to write so hopefully its not to bad lol!

Tormented Little Angel

-Competition?-

IX

When they finally arrived at the base, Trinity was led like before inside the large building. It went underground like most of the others and was full of working researchers etc. People in white lab coats passed the two. Ss they walked by them, they shooting curious looks at Trinity while greeting Wesker. He merely nodded or ignored them except for one or two who seemed to be the head researchers. Trinity growled when one of them actually stopped to gawp at her.

"I swear I'll poke their eyes out..."

Wesker smirked and led her on, "we really need to hone your senses soon."

She grumbled at something or other before being led into another room with no on inside.

"You will stay here, I'll be back soon," and without any other information, he left her in her room alone.

Trinity stood there for a moment longer before sighing and finding her way to the sofa. Flopping down onto it she rested her head back and let herself drift off, wondering how Chris and Jill were...wondering what was going to happen to her now. Both Wesker and William had let slip about something they were doing. It was obvious that it was something with the viruses...but what? Trinity drifted asleep on that thought.

Before she knew it, someone was stirring her from her peaceful sleep.

"Get up," Wesker sounded annoyed.

"I'm up; I'm up," Trinity yawned quietly, "what's happening?"

"We start your training," was all she got before being dragged into a room with very little furniture.

Trinity pulled her arm from his grasp with a sigh, rubbing where his hand had probably left a red mark before stiffening. Her senses were on high alert and she could hear something in chains rattling, breathing raggedly, claws dragged across the ground. Having a scientist for a brother, and knowing biochemical science also, she knew this must be one of the virus creatures, a BOW like Wesker and herself.

"I see you've figured it out," Wesker spoke from close by her ear sending shivers down her spine.

Trinity didn't get it, one minute she was being dragged by an annoyed Wesker, next he was acting all lusty and she wasn't sure what to think anymore.
"Can you see it?"

"I'm blind," she reminded him grumpily.

Wesker sighed, Trinity could almost feel him roll his eyes, "use your other senses, sound," he nibbled on her earlobe bringing another shiver from her, "touch," his hands moved down her sides sensually, his fingers gracing over her own, "smell," his hands moved their way back up and over her face, warmth pooling in her centre; he was enjoying this, "and taste," his thumb brushed across her lips and she shuddered. The monster chained to the wall was all but forgotten from the sensuous display, Trinity felt like she was losing her sanity to him, even more when he stepped back from her and moved towards the wall where the thing was chained.

Chains clattered as the beast was released and Trinity had the urge to dive to the right. Doing so quickly, she felt a claw graze her leg leaving a long line dribbling blood across her outer thigh.

'Concentrate,' she berated herself, 'sound.'

Its claws grated across the floor as it skidded to a halt and turned to leap back at her from her left.

'Touch.'

She felt the ground shake lightly with the vibrations of the beast as it ran at her.

'Smell.'

The smell of death and decay was enhanced to her; she could smell it nearing her.

'Taste.'

It was almost upon her and she could taste it in the air, the attack before it happened.

'Concentrate!'

Trinity could see it in her mind's eye. It was hideous, looked half like a dog as it ran on four legs, bent backwards knees and dripping saliva. Each paw had four long, sharp claws and its pointed face had broken edged teeth, half of them sticking out of its mouth. There was no skin, only muscles and black veins that bunched together as it leapt from the ground and at her. She could see it all.

All she had to do was simply sidestep it. Her right foot to the right, crossing her left foot behind the right and stepping the right back out again. The monster shot past her, not seeing her move so quickly and subtly. It collided with the wall but simply shook itself and leapt back at her from behind. That didn't matter; she could feel everything around her. Still, Trinity had grown overconfident and didn't move quick enough this time. Falling onto her back, the monster landed on her, its claws digging into her arms and legs painfully. Wesker waited a few seconds before sighing and moving forwards. Grabbing the BOW by its neck he pulled it off her and back over to the chains, chaining it up to its annoyance. Once chained, he turned back to Trinity who was still lying on her back, panting now with blood leaking out from the wounds on her legs and arms as they started to heal.

"You were too slow," Wesker stood over her, "you shouldn't have been."

Trinity felt disheartened at the rebuke and felt herself be picked up but she resisted.

"I can walk."

When he didn't put her down she gave up with a sigh.

Back in her room, she was dumped onto her bed; the wounds now healed leaving her in bloody, torn clothes. That didn't bother her, she was more curious as to what Wesker was doing. With her senses, she sought him out to find him stood at one side, seemingly reading something when there was a knock.

"Come in," Wesker said without turning.

Trinity huffed, it was her room and he was just inviting people in! In walked a woman with high heels, which perturbed Trinity to no end, and a long crimson dress, short back hair and a gun strapped to her leg while bandaged wrapped around one of her arms, both legs and her forehead. She was getting good at seeing without her eyes. Wesker now turned.

"Ada, finished your mission already?"

The woman - Ada - nodded and held out a silver case that he took and looked inside while Ada looked at Trinity.

"And who is this? Looks like you gave her a rough time Albert."

Trinity blushed lightly and growled, "if I wasn't so tired I'd rip your head off."

Wesker chuckled, "this is Trinity Birkin, Trinity, this is Ada Wong who runs a few errands for me."

The black haired woman on the bed grunted and grabbed her pillow and turned onto her side with it.

Ada left thankfully and the bed dipped as Wesker sat down.

"Jealous of Ada, my dear?"

"Why would I be?" she mumbled into her pillow, "I just don't like her."

His hand ran down her spine and she shivered making him chuckle.

"Do you enjoy teasing me?" she fought the urge to moan as his front pressed against her back, his breath dancing across her neck.

"Of course," he was smirking.

[WARNING!!!!!!!!!!! Lemon scene for the next part!!!!!! If ya don't like it skip to the end of the warning!!]

He kissed her neck, nipping and sucking and she moaned into the pillow. It took all she had not to jump his bones right then. His desire was evident to her but he pulled back. Trinity was left dazed for a moment, trying to think when she managed to concentrate enough to see him in her mind. He was stood up and getting rid of his clothes.

'He doesn't waste time does he,' Trinity mentally giggled like a school girl.

Standing to get rid of her own clothes, she was barely out of them when his lips crashed onto hers with more passion than on the helicopter. And that was a tough one to break. He had her against the wall now, settled between her legs comfortably so that his desire could be felt teasingly to them both. They still wore undergarments but that would soon change.

Trinity felt like she was burning up. Her body was going into hyper drive and everything seemed to be alight inside her. The burning tempest inside her, on her skin, made worse by his lips trailing down her neck and back up to her jaw line. It was like fires sprang up wherever he touched, wherever he kissed and she felt like she would burn up and explode. Wesker however could not get enough of her warm skin against his cold body. Never had he felt such warmth before and it was more than welcome. His chilled body was melting beneath her heat, like ice under the sun. She was more than the sun to him; she was a drug that he couldn't get enough of. Despite his work, all his precious work that meant his life to him, he couldn't exclude her from his life and planned on making her a daily thing. Ever since he first saw her that day when she was in Raccoon, he knew he had to have her or it would drive him mad. Everytime he came close to her, he always found a part of him yearning for her, never would he admit it but damn himself to Hell if he would ignore it.

His callused hands found the clasp of her bra and unclipped it with practiced ease. With the new objects in the open for his attention, his mouth latched onto one of her perked nipples and worked his wonders on her body. Trinity moaned, one hand running through his hair, the other gripping at his back, his whole body toned and she could feel each muscle against her skin. Not being able to see made each and every touch soar with unbridled feelings. By now she knew she was far past ready for him, her legs wrapped round his waist, grinding against him, desperate for him she was on the verge of begging. Wesker smirked against her breast before carrying her to the bed and landing softly onto it. He was large and knew better than to have his way with her so forcefully, he had never been one for the idea of rape, so slid one finger into her cavern below. Wesker smirked at her already wet insides, his finger joined with another making her moan his name softly before his lips met hers once again, sliding his tongue against hers as he slid the third finger inside. She winced slightly but slowly lost herself as he pumped them into her. Trinity arched slightly but it wasn't enough, she wanted him.

"P....please...." she gasped, "I need you...now!"

He smirked, kissing her neck, nipping her soft skin as sweat started to glisten on her body.

With a powerful thrust, he was sheathed deeply inside her. Trinity would have screamed out but his mouth was securely over hers, swallowing her scream of pain. He waited for each painful second to pass. It was unimaginably hard to keep himself still inside her tight wetness. When the pain subsided, Trinity's legs tightened a little around his waist and he took it as he time to move. Withdrawing from her almost completely he thrust into her and the pain gave way into a tsunami of pleasure. It rocked their very beings eliciting moans from both of them as he moved steadily quicker, she moved back to meet his thrusts. His lips found hers through the haze of passion and hungrily kissed her, striking deep within her. Trinity moaned loudly, calling his name louder and louder, muttering and rambling words that had no meaning to either of them. Their climax was coming, nearing ever so close. Both stretched to meet it and capturing it within moments. They came at the same time and she cried out his name, arching her back as they rode out the waning waves until both were spent and Wesker slipped out of her, falling onto the bed beside her.

[WARNING END!!!!!!!!!! End of Lemon Scene :P ]

Lying on the bed, panting and sweating, he still had his arms round her until their breathing slowed to normality. Trinity wished she could see him, more than anything, but her concentration was broken and her mental eye could see nothing.

"Sleep," his voice was low and still husky with a hint of tiredness.

Trinity felt herself smile as he brought her closer to his chest. She hadn't figured him to be a 'cuddly' person...then again there were many things she had never thought he would do and yet he had proved her wrong so many times. She rested her head against his chest and slowly drifted off while one of Wesker's hands drew circles on her back soothingly.