Know Each Other Better

I had contacted Sherry, and after scolding me about why not telling her earlier about Claire's awakening, she told me she would come to visit her tomorrow. I explained to her how important was her visit, I wanted her to help me to convince Claire that quitting her job in TerraSave after the incident was not the best option. She was happy doing her job, and she was good at it. There was no better person for that task than Sherry, a girl who was saved by Claire.

"Don't worry Leon, I don't want her to quit either. I'll convince her."

She had promised me, and I believed her, since I had witnessed the deep bond they both shared for 13 years.

I only had to wait.

It was night time already, I went out to have dinner at a local on the same street as the hospital, bringing meals into the rooms was not allowed. Going out for dinner was something I got used to since Claire was moved back to the U.S.A a month and half ago; I also got used to spend the night in her room (in case she regained consciousness early in the morning). But that was not necessary anymore, since she had already woken up. So, I booked a room in a hotel thirty minutes away from the hospital.

Of course, it was all paid by the government.

I came back only to say goodnight to Claire, and tell her to call me if she needed something, at any time.

I was in the elevator, a ring told me I had arrived to the right floor. I walked the hallway and stepped in front of the door of her room. I opened it and when I entered I noticed it as a bit dark inside, the only visible light was the one coming from outside, from the city itself. The night had a fantastic moon , so said satellite partially illuminated the room as well.

Claire was right in front of the window. The most shocking thing there was not the fact that the light outside illuminated her figure, nor the fact that she was wearing a white robe —a bit tight and short for her, in my opinion— instead of her usual pajama; it wasn't the fact that she had her beautiful straight hair down either.

The most shocking thing for me was to see her on her feet, standing on her own, admiring the urban landscape at the other side of the window.

Earlier that day, she had problems to stand on her own.

—Claire, can you walk now? —I asked her quietly. Somehow, the slight darkness of the room made me speak like that.

She turned around to face me.

—Leon…—she whispered and hardly put a foot forward, and when she wanted to move her other foot, she lost balance and fell to her knees.

—Claire! — I ran to her, bent down and took her by the arms to help her stand. She grabbed my forearms to help herself. I took her carefully to the large sofa near the window.

I sat with her.

—Is everything all right? —I asked.

—Yes, thank you. I was getting ready to sleep, but I wanted to try and walk on my own. I managed to do it a littler. I think I'm getting better — she lifted her gaze to look at me, and the light that came from outside shone on her face.

I got into a trance looking at her.

—How was your dinner? — her voice brought me back to reality.

—Nice. There are a lot of places on the same street. The snacks from the ground floor are good, but not enough to eat them so often — I said.

She laughed a bit.

—I'm sorry you had to be like that for six weeks —she said, half joking.

—Don't worry about that. They are not worse than the canned food I had to eat when I was a trainee agent. Besides, your brother sometimes came with another kind of food for me. I went downstairs to eat it while your brother came to the room to watch over you. Since he could not be here all day with you, he thought the least he could do for me was buying something. And I am so grateful. Tell Chris I owe him one.

She smiled.

And I was hypnotized again. What was happening to me?

—I will. When I get discharged, I hope you can show me some of those places you said. I'm starting to get tired of the hospital food, and if I keep on eating snacks from the ground floor shops, I'll end up with satiety.

—Count on that. That way we can meet in a more normal place at last, don't you think? —I asked her , hinting the promise we made years ago.

—Definitely. I think I have not met the Leon in normal situations. At least not in the ones not related to bioterrorism.

—I can say the same about you—I responded. And it was true, I didn't know the Claire that was simply a woman that did more than just work for a NGO.

I had never thought about what she did when she was not at work. Did she hang out with friends? Her brother? Date a guy?

—It seems we still have to know each other better, don't you think? —she asked in a whisper, and stared at me.

And I didn't know if it was the way she asked, or her eyes stuck on mine —maybe both—, but that moment I realized how close we were. There was no gap between us, my knee touched hers, and so did out shoulders. I still had my hand on her forearm.

—You don't think so? —she spoke again, and I was taken out of my thoughts.

—I do. But it's never too late to start, right? For example, this is the first time I see you with your hair untied — I told her, she raised an eyebrow, then shrugged.

—I like it tied up, if I have it down for a long time it becomes a burden. My friends say I should get it cut off If I won't show it off. But it's easier this way, when I travel to a country as a rescuer I need the ponytail so it won't obstruct my sight —she explained.

—You look nice with you hair down— I said straightforward, and I wanted to slap myself for that. I spoke without thinking.

And it looked like Claire was also surprised, I saw a bit of blush on her cheeks.

—Well…thank you— she said shyly.

I thought it was cute her timid side.

—You look good with that morning beard— now I was the one taken aback. I noticed she was staring at my chin—. You didn't have any track of it a few years ago. I thought you were a man of fine skin.

I have to admit that comment was funny.

—Actually, I don't grow a lot of facial hair. As soon as I passed my thirties I decided to let it grow a bit. I thought if I kept my twenty-ish look, nobody would take me seriously. And I am a prime operative of a new division created by the government now— I explained and Claire laugh a bit.

—Seriously? My brother Chris thought something similar when he got in charge of training new soldiers and that's why he let his beard grow. What do me have with body hair and masculinity? I took men seriously for their attitude, whether they're furry bears or Egyptian Cats.

—But how you like them better? —I honestly did not know why I wanted to know that.

I thought I was taking the "know each other better" seriously.

I saw he raise an eyebrow. Even she found my attitude very odd.

—Well, to tell you the truth…— she made a brief paused— as long as they're not Nostradamus, I'm okay. That length for a beard is almost unsanitary —she said with a gesture of disgust.

And then she did something that made my heart race. She lifter her hand and caressed my chin with her soft fingers.

I only reacted like that when I was nervous.

Or when I was sexually aroused.

Feeling a hardness inside my pants told me it wasn't the first situation.

—Something like your beard is okay. It's not rough— she said, I wanted to say something, but my fast heartbeats would not let me.

She took her hand away, but my physiological reaction was still there. I stared at her, like how I used to do when I look at someone I'm interested in. A lock of her bangs fell, and that was the moment I realized that in front of me there was not only a longtime friend, a partner against bioterrorism.

In front of me there was a also an attractive woman, with auburn hair and turquoise eyes. An explosive mix for any man's sight. And the moonlight on her face could make a man go insane in seconds.

As if it moved on its own, my hand head directly to that loose lock and put it back behind her ear. I caressed her skin, just as she did with my chin.

—I really like how you look with your hair down —I whispered. Claire's eyes opened wide, I noticed her lips moving, as if she wanted to tell me something. But I didn't let her.

Because my own lips captured hers, closing the already short distance between us, in an unexpected kiss. Even for me.

I didn't get why I suddenly wanted to know the taste of her mouth. But reaching that point, I didn't care anymore, I just got carried away. If she got angry at me after this, I'd deal with it somehow.

She has not psychically recovered and she's not ready to tell what happened in that island yet , and you came to confuse her even more with you primitive male instincts?

Shit. It was true.

I stopped and moved away abruptly. I look at her eyes, and there was indeed confusion in them.

Well done, Leon.

—Claire,I…just…I'm sorry —I apologized, I heard her breathe again. But her facial expression changed quickly.

—You really are? —she asked me, and I didn't know if it was my imagination, but I could swear her voice had a tone of sadness. Then she was not angry at me?

—Well…only if I offended you somehow with my behavior— I replied.

—If I liked what you did, does it count as an offense? —she questioned, getting closer to me again.

I realized then that my worries were senseless. She enjoyed it as much as I did, and she wanted to continue.

—Then I guess I don't have anything to regret —I whispered, took her chin and seal her lips with mine in another kiss. I was not afraid anymore, I knew she would accept it openly.

Claire wrapped her arms around my neck and I embraced her, pulling her fragile body against mine, still with our lips testing each other in a innocent way. How long had it been since I kissed a woman like that? Usually, I was very invasive at kissing, however, I did not have that need of possessiveness with Claire. The kiss between us was like the one two people who like each other share for the very first time: soft, slow, experimenting with the other, trying to know what else was in there.

I was discovering Claire's side as a woman, and I was showing her my side of a man. And it was something I was enjoying so much. I could guess that just as she gave all of herself when it came to rescue people, she was also like that with the man she wanted to share intimate moments with.

Luckily, I was that man at that moment.

When we felt the need for air, we pulled apart, resting my forehead on hers. We opened our eyes and we stare at each other with a feeling of satisfaction that I could not explain. It seemed she thought the same because we laughed at the same time.

It was so funny we liked so much something we didn't expect to happen. Something we didn't even imagine.

—Can I stay tonight? —I asked her, because I certainly did not want to go and miss the chance to explore Claire as a woman.

Maybe she thought we were going too fast—I thought so as well—, but I guessed that all these years of friendship would give her the confidence to take another step in this path we just started.

We have trusted each other with our own lives, why would we trust our intimacy to each other?

Before she gave me an answer, she pecked me.

—Yes, I wasn't expecting you to go —she said in a seductive tone, placing her hands on my shoulders—. You like jackets a lot, don't you? —she asked curiously, looking at said clothe.

—Jackets are one of my favorite things ever, I invest a lot in them —I said—. Although, right now— I hid my face on her neck, caressing it with my nose —, I feel this one is a burden —I whispered, tickling her with my breathe.

I heard her laugh a little.

—There's a solution for that— she took the collar of my jacket and pulled it down. I took my arms out of the sleeves and tossed the clothe aside. I had only my shirt on.

—I think I won't need this shirt either—I said with naughtiness, as I was making a track of kisses from her neck to her chin.

—No problem— she said before kissing me deeply. Her hands were unbuttoning my shirt. When she was over, I was the one who remove it completely from my body.

I saw how Claire was hypnotized to see my bare torso. She placed one had on my chest and slowly tracked a path to my abdomen.

I spent a lot of time training for the police and Secret Service. Of course I had a lot to show off to girls.

—Impressive —she said — you hide under you clothes, Leon.

—Do you like what you see? — it was a dumb question, but I wanted it to make it part of the foreplay.

—A lot — she answered, then wrapped her arms around me and kissed me deeply again. I dared to bit her lower lip, she moaned. I knew it was not out of pain, but pleasure.

—I want to see you too— I managed to say between out intense kisses. Claire pulled apart, she supported herself on the edge of the sofa and stood up, shaking —. Are you sure you can stand?

—I can for a brief period. Don't worry, this will only take a few seconds.

After that, she grabbed her white robe from below and pulled it off, leaving her only in lingerie. Her half naked body lighten by the moonlight was astonishing. I never imagined Claire would have such a beautiful figure. That wide waist was calling me to possess it as soon as possible.

She hides under her clothes too.

My pants could not take my growing erection anymore, so I diced to take off my belt and throw it with the rest of my clothes.

She sat next to me again.

—Don't you want to move to bed? —I offered, we both knew what was going to happen next.

—I want it to happen here — she replied, stroking my leg with her hand —. Besides — she moved her hand up right to my throbbing erection —, limited space will force us to be closer, we'll feel each other a lot more.

Any other man without my mental strength would have come right after imagining himself inside Claire, thrusting into her on the sofa.

—Sounds interesting— I said, devouring her lips once more.

My hands head to her back, to undo her bra. I had experience doing it, so it didn't take long before the lingerie ended up on the floor, along with my jacket and shirt. What I saw was one of the most stunning views I have ever witnessed. Breasts are always a great view a woman had to offer a man. Claire's were gorgeous, and my member felt it. I had never fantasied about having her in my arms, it was something that was just born a few moments ago, but it was becoming real, and it was driving me crazy of lust. A wish come true instantly was something to die for.

—You're beautiful —I told her, staring at her turquoise eyes, breathless. My heartbeats were taking all the oxygen to even speak.

Maybe because it was time to stop speaking and start acting.

Claire leaned down on the couch and move her legs up, I adjust myself between them. I started to like a lot that limited space thing, I could feel every part of her body against me. When she wrapped her arms around my neck and felt her nude chest on mine, I moaned; without even having to rub my crotch against her womanhood.

—Leon…-she whispered, her excited voice was the most harmonic sound I've ever heard.

Other women have said my name in a whisper before, but listening to Claire's was different and special. I knew her, she knew me, and seeing her enjoy my side of a lover, as much as I did with hers, gave so much pleasure, a pleasure beyond the sexual kind.

My hands went straight to her intimacy, she was wet and ready for me. I grabbed her panty and pulled it down, she took them off completely moving her legs.

She was all natural under me.

I lifted my body a bit to unzip my pants, but before I could even do anything, Claire had her hands on it to do the job. She unzipped it, took the border of my pants and boxer together and pulled them down just enough to release my erected member.

—You're very attractive — she said after satisfying her curiosity admiring my manhood.

My dick wasn't a monster, but it wasn't a joke either.

Claire accommodate her legs, one on each side of my waist, shrugging them a bit to give me an easy access —and for us to be in a comfortable position —. I didn't have to ask her if she was ready, her body spoke for herself. I placed my dick on her entrance, and started push it in little by little.

—Ah…— she moaned.

I felt pleasurable warmth while penetrating her. She was so damn right about the limited space thing; when I was fully in, it was tight inside. A tight inside is madness of any man out there, and overwhelming feeling.

When I first thrust into her, I wondered if I would last long enough before I came.

—Oh,Claire…— I hid my face on her neck, rubbing our bare skin to each other.

The first thrust was followed by many more, gentle ones, as if there was something fragile in my arms —If I moved quickly I would finish early—.

Claire want to do something too, so she joined me in this dance. Every time I moved my waist downwards , she moved her upwards, so that her sex and mine meet with every thrust.

I didn't know how long we kept that peace, maybe for a few minutes — which I felt enjoyable extensive —,but Claire nailed her fingers on my back.

—Move faster, please…— she begged me, and I could not do anything else but obey.

I quicken my thrust as well as raised in intensity, I was about to explode inside her.

—Leon! Ahh! — her fingers nailed on my back harder. She had reached her climax. Her orgasm was provoked by none other that me.

I was coming closer to the end too…

When a horrible screech reached my ears.

It was my cellphone.

Fuck the goddamn cellphone.

I thought, I didn't care for anything but to finish and fill Claire with my essence. Not even the president himself would stop me from that.

I kept on thrusting, Claire was already worn out.

Just a bit more…

Then I felt that explosion I was waiting for, a spasm that started in my crotch and then spread to my abdomen until the tip of my toes. I was shaking due to the intensity of my orgasm.

—Oh,God…—I whispered, enjoying every feeling I was experiencing. My member was vibrating inside her, I wasn't over with my load.

And I heard again the fucking screech of my cellphone, stronger than before, almost deafening. It was too much for my head to handle.

What the fuck do you want!

I took it out from my pocket, I had forget I had it there. I tapped the screen to turn it on and slid the unlock button. Only to see the alarm activated.

7:30 AM.

What? But it was only past 10 PM when I entered Claire's room.

I looked around me and I realized I wasn't in the hospital room anymore. The light coming from outside was from the sun, the dawn, not the moon. I looked under myself and Claire was not there, I wasn't even on a sofa. I only saw white blankets and pillows.

I stood up quickly and looked more around. That was a hotel room. The hotel where I was staying after Claire woke up. I'd been sleeping face down, having an erotic dream with the woman I'd been watching over for almost seven weeks.

What. The. Fuck.

I noticed I was only wearing a boxer and…not only my dream was erotic but "wet".

I ran a hand through my hair.

I came. In a dream. A dream where I had sex with Claire Redfield in her room at the hospital, on a sofa near the window. And I enjoyed every bit of it, the evidence was between my legs…and also on the sheets.

How could I have such a dream like that?

I could not think clearly, the images of my dream were still fresh in my mind. I decided to take a bath, I needed to relax, that experience felt so real.

The bathroom had a tub, so I thought it would be nice to fill it and rest in warm water after what just happened to me. I opened the faucets and waited for a few minutes for the water to reach the indicate level, I took off the only clothe I was wearing and got in. I immersed my head, then throw it back, closing my eyes to let the water calm my heated body.

—Let's see, what really happened last night?

o-o-o-o-o

Hello, everyone! I'm back sooner than later!

I know you want to kill me after reading the end of the chapter, but let me explain myself xD.

The truth is that I was so eager to write a lemon, but I didn't want to fuck up the story I have planned, so the only way I found to satisfy my need was this. And it also gave a new idea to continue. Parts of the dream was real, we'll which ones in the next chapter, as well as the reason why Leon had a wet dream with Claire xD.

So, don't forget this dream... because Leon won't xD. It would come true eventually ;)

By the way, did you learn about the new RE CGI movie? The one that will reboot the story? Chris, Leon and Rebecca are confirmed…why do they always leave Claire aside? ='(, she's one of the main for who started the saga, main character of the best RE game (a lot of people consider RE4 as the best, but I'm sure once the RE2 Remake is out, it will take over the title—-if Capcom does things right).

Since there is no more information, I still hope for more characters to appear.

What do you think about rebooting the series? What would you like to happen? I wish for a more explicit Cleon xD (and enough with Aeon e.e, no more of the same, please).

Anyway, if you're liking the story please favorite it and click of follow, and more importantly, leave a review, that would help me a lot to continue. The Spanish version passed already the 50 reviews, are you going to stay behind? Hehehe

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Til next time!