Chapter 15: In Utopia

Author's note: So…I was gonna update on Friday, but…I'm stuck in bed, terribly sick and I feel like crap. And so I've writing a lot today and thought I'd go ahead and just update. Sorry if it seems overwhelming with all the updates I'm doing lately. Man, I need to learn to stop apologizing :P. Also, Ms. Sheva Redfield asked if I could update tonight and I just can't deny her, you know. Well, I can't deny any of you guys!

To Justsomegirl17: Haha, I love your comment! Who am I kidding; I love all your comments! Especially if they're super long and go off topic ;D. Holy cow, you played twice? You brave soul! I played once, then Chris's campaign twice. RE6 is slightly overwhelming with all the campaigns in it! My parents can't keep track of all our names, so they get us mixed up all the time xD. Haha, when I was writing the last chapter, I was like, "Oh crap, they didn't use a condom…" But we'll see how it turns out. I was really worried that the lemon was going to be too raunchy or something, but I'm happy it wasn't that! Thanks! Yup yup yup. That's her. She's gonna allow me to use some of her pictures in future stories :). Hahaha! I used to watch 'Cold Case Files' before I went to bed, but it just gave me nightmares all the time. So I stopped that :D. I hope you like this chapter. Arrivederci, you lovely thing you!
To Sheva Redfield: Thank you! They sure did kiss a lot, haha. Well, here's that update! I hate homework, too. Cruel! Talk to you soon!

Fun fact: To get in a good mood and atmosphere to write this chapter, I listened to Windham Mill's 'The Romantics'. I just love that album. I actually listen to classical music quite often while writing; helps me get in the mood. If it's a sad chapter, I listen to 'Moonlight Sonata' by Beethoven (my favorite piece by my favorite composer). If it's a chapter of angst, I listen to Bach. A fun or happy chapter, I listen to Tchaikovsky and so on. Sometimes I listen to current music with lyrics, but most often, without thinking, I unconsciously write the lyrics they're singing. Haha. It happens, right? Anyway, I just thought I'd share that with you all.

To Justsomegirl17:

I hope you enjoy this chapter. I had lots of fun writing it. :) Also, I'd love to see if anyone can guess where I got the idea and name of the chapter title 'In Utopia' from! It's related to music and the 90's.

Much love and thanks, Sarai.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the RE character that appear in this story. Capcom does.

The sun was pouring in through the small window, shining down on two bodies—two lovers—on the bed. One was awake, thinking about the previous night.

Sheva had so many thoughts running through her mind. She couldn't quite explain what she was feeling. She knew she was happy; she had just made love to the man that she had cared so much for, for such a long time but never had the courage to even ask him out on a date. But last night was incredible. She had never felt the way she did when he would touch her skin. She could feel so much passion when she was with him. With his moving body atop of hers, making parts of her body that she never knew existed, come to life. And all the while he was pleasuring her, all she could think about was that she wanted make him feel the way he made her feel; loved.

She also knew she was scared; she had just made love to the man that she was supposed to be helping and that the man she was to report on. She knew she wasn't going to tell HQ about their night spent together. No, she would just tell them that he was remembering more and that he was making good progress.

Sometime in the night, Chris had pulled out of her and lay on his back. He never let go of her though. He had pulled her with him and they were still like that at the very moment. She was resting her head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and even breathing. She could stay like this forever.

'Forever,' she thought to herself.

She looked up to Chris, who was still sleeping. Sheva noted how peaceful he looked while he slept. She thought about what happened last night and the events that led up to it. She had practically run out of the room to "get some air". That was partially true, but also she couldn't look at him. She thought if the only memory he had of her was her dying, that there was possibly someone or something telling her that she had no chance of helping him.

She had closed the motel door behind her, shutting him out. Once she was out she rested against a wall. She heard something crash inside the room she had just been in. She could feel tears ready to fall. She needed someone to talk to, to tell her everything was alright—to tell her she didn't need him. She wanted to talk Claire, so reached her hand into her pocket and found it empty. She searched her pocket, but nothing. She began patting her hands all over her body, hoping that her phone would appear. But she knew. She knew she left it in the room. And she knew exactly where it was. She had placed it on the couch after she had hung up her call with Jill Valentine.

She cursed at herself and so badly wanted to punch the wall. How could she be such an idiot, she thought. Now she had to go back in to the room, face him, and get her phone.

"Just get your phone and get out," she told herself a few times.

She took a deep breath and grabbed the door knob. When she had peered inside, she saw him standing so still. She avoided looking him in the eyes, afraid that she might just break down right there. She saw shards and pieces of something scattered by the wall. She asked him what happened and then she caught site of her phone by his foot. It was open and she knew he had looked through it.

She had asked in disbelief about her phone. She got the phone but then he grabbed hold of her and wouldn't let go. Then he said it. He said her name. The rest was a blur. It had happened to fast.

Sheva was brought back to the present when she felt Chris's arm around her tighten. She looked up him to find that he was still asleep. She very sneakily pulled herself up a little and rested on her elbow, looking at him. She studied his features and expression.

She gently rubbed her hand on his naked chest, making sure not to wake him. She bent her head down and kissed his collarbone. She continued to rub her hand on his chest, slowly rubbing lower and lower to his member.

A smile crept up on her face when she felt that he was hard with morning wood. She wrapped her hand around him and gently started to stroke him. She could hear him mutter something in his sleep and let out a low moan.

She moved her hand a little bit faster while she kissed his chest. His breathing was becoming more rapid and heavy. She slipped out of his arm and started trailing kisses down his abdomen. She had tightened her grip on his member slightly, putting more pressure on his shaft. She had pulled the blankets off him and she lowered her head down where her handing was hard at work. She released his now fully erect member from her hand but then it was immediately taken in by her mouth. Meanwhile, her hand was now holding and playing with his scrotum.

Chris's eyes shot open when he felt something warm and wet on his dick. He propped himself up on his elbows and looked down to see just what was going on. He gasped in surprise to see Sheva sucking on him. He fell back on the bed and placed his hand in her hair, holding her there. He groaned in pleasure when he felt her squeeze his scrotum.

She rubbed her free hand on his chest and he quickly clutched onto her small hand, intertwining his fingers with hers. She could her him moaning and panting while she worked on his member.

Chris could feel his stomach tightening and he knew he was about to blow. "Shev, don't stop, please don't stop," he said while panting.

If her mouth wasn't full, she would grin and tell him that she had no intention of stopping. She sucked on him hard and moved her head up and down faster while she squeezed tighter with her hand. She could feel his hand grip onto a big tuft of her hair and she knew he was about to go over the edge.

He pushed her head down onto him and yelped in pleasure. He came into her mouth and held onto her hand tighter.

Sheva nearly choked when she was pushed and more of him went deeper into her mouth and throat, but she liked it. She swallowed the white liquid he had just ejaculated, getting the exact result she wanted. She whipped her mouth and stood on her knees, looking at him.

He was staring at the ceiling, trying to catch his breath. She giggled at him, "Good morning!"

He looked at her joyful expression and instantly grabbed her wrist, pulling her down onto him. She landed on his chest and continued to giggle. He couldn't help but smile at her elated expression. Whether it was waking up in her arms or waking up to her giving him an amazing blow job, he'd be happy forever. She pressed her lips to his and sighed happily.

She pulled away and examined his expression. He rubbed her back with his hand and starred in to her beautiful hazel eyes. "Good morning," he said with an elated sigh.

They stayed like this for a small while, looking into one another's eyes and sharing kisses with each other. Chris was beyond happy right now. He looked at her and couldn't help but fall in love with the girl resting on his chest. Chris was surprised by the realization that he was falling for her.

"Chris, are you alright?"

Chris lightly nodded his head, pushing the realization and thoughts in his head to the side. "I'm great," he said with a big smile on his face.

Sheva laughed and crawled off of him. He pouted at her when she left him and she playfully hit his chest. She stood from the bed and walked into the bathroom. Chris could hear her turn on the shower and he quickly and eagerly got up to follow her.

They were in the shower for a long time doing a lot more than just cleaning themselves. In fact, they got dirtier while in the shower. After about an hour and one or two—or four—orgasms, they dried one another with a towel. Chris couldn't take his eyes off her body. She was so perfect. She had such luscious curves and beautiful golden skin.

While he was dressing, Sheva wrapped the towel around her body. She needed to go get a change of clothes from her room. She promised she'd right back.

"You promise?" He teasingly questioned her while buttoning his dark jeans.

She watched him dress and smiled, "Pinky promise. I just need to change. Oh, and I need to make a few calls and check on Sophie."

"Oh yeah. Sophie." He looked off in the distance; remembering the small feline that he had found in her room only two days ago. It felt like a lifetime.

She walked towards him and stood on her tippy toes to reach up and kiss his lips. He snapped out of memory and kissed her back, wrapping his arms around her. She felt him start to tug on the towel she was wrapped up in and good-humoredly pushed on his chest. She made a 'tsk' noise at him and waved a finger in front of him.

"I'll be right back." She gave him a quick peck on his check and quickly walked off with a slight bounce to the door. She grinned and winked at him before closing it behind her.

Chris stared at the closed door and puffed air from his lungs. "I love her."

Sheva closed her motel door and leaned against it. "I love him."

Author's note: Awww! How sweet! Our little love birds, huh? :)

In the next chapter, Sheva makes a few calls and doesn't get the greatest of news…What could the news be? I don't know, do you know? I don't know ;D

Okay, for sure, I'll see you guys Friday! Sarai.