Waking from her doze Helena lifted her head slightly. Half-covered by the blanket her gaze fell on Wesker's body and after the fog from her mind cleared she gave him a faint smile, watching for a minute as his chest rose and fell.
"When you're sleeping you look pretty sweet. Never even noticed that." Helena whispered as she reached over, brushing at his forehead with the tips of her fingers. Helena was content to go back to sleep until she caught a whiff of herself and she cringed. "Wow I really need a shower." She muttered as she climbed from the bed, walking naked over to the drawers. Picking out a matching pair of shorts and a green shirt she started for the door only to pause when she remembered that she also needed a change of underwear.
After digging around in the drawers for a little while Helena found a bra and underpants, resting them over one arm before she closed the drawer being careful not to wake Wesker. As she headed towards the doorway she couldn't help a tiny smile when she saw her clothes and Wesker's strewn about the floor.
Don't know when my bra ended up the desk I know Wesker had a part in it.
Walking through the hallway she reached the open doorway. Heading inside the bathroom she set everything down on the tub before she wandered over to the shower stall. Adjusting the water took a few minutes and as she waited Helena started to hum.
Lying with his face on the pillow Wesker opened an eye to find himself alone and he let out a snort, turning over so that he was facing the desk. "Hmph. Normally I'd be the one kicking you out." He muttered as he closed his eyes soon finding he couldn't get back to sleep no matter how hard he tried.
Sighing to himself Wesker climbed from the bed, rubbing at his eyes before he wandered the room to retrieve his clothing. Finding the shirt tossed over the lamp he chuckled, picking it up as he started whistling to himself. As he retrieved his clothing his mind wandered back to their night together. With everything now in his arms Wesker started for the bathroom not even thinking that right now Helena might be there.
Finally the water was right and Helena slipped under the showerhead, whistling to herself. As she reached for the shampoo bottle sitting on a small shelf near the taps she froze, not expecting to hear someone else whistling almost in time with her. When Wesker stepped into the bathroom he stopped whistling grinning once he noticed that she was standing there naked under the shower.
Shaking her head at his lack of any sense of decency she pulled the shower curtain closed. "You know it's very rude to walk in on a woman taking a shower you know." Helena pointed out from behind the curtain, pouring a small amount of shampoo into her hand before she set the bottle down on the shelf. Wesker didn't comment and she sighed as she lifted her hand towards the running water, drenching her hair before she started to apply the shampoo.
Outside the shower stall Wesker stood there, unable to believe that he was being patient. But once he reached the curtain intending to yank it back he paused with his fingers on the edge of the material.
Must be the virus making me act this strange. This might be Helena's house but I've never taken orders from anyone who wasn't paying me.
In the time it took Wesker to work out why he was hesitating Helena had finished washing her hair and with a grin she grabbed the sponge next to the shampoo bottle, picking it up just as the curtain was suddenly pulled back and she yelped the sponge falling to the tiled floor as Wesker poked his head into the stall.
"How long are you going to be in there?" He asked and she just blinked back at him the sponge lying forgotten at her feet. "Well? Are you going to answer me?"
Rolling her eyes at Wesker, Helena tried to pull the curtain back but Wesker gripped it tighter and she raised an eyebrow at me. "You are being very rude, Wesker." She told him and he just gave her a faint smile one of his hands moving towards hers. Without breaking eye contact with her Wesker removed Helena's hands from the curtain. Clearing his throat he watched with interest when her cheeks reddened.
"I don't know why you're blushing. I've already seen every inch of you." Wesker pointed out and she rolled her eyes her fist clenching and unclenching as he stared at her. Noting her hands shaking slightly he gave her a smirk. "I wouldn't advise making me angry." He added and she snorted at him as he stepped back enough for Helena to pull the curtain closed.
"You do remember I'm just as strong as you right?" Helena called out from behind the shower curtain over the sound of running water. "Anyway I'm going to finish my shower so you can leave."
Helena knelt to retrieve her sponge though as she straightened she heard what sounded like the rustling of clothing and she stared at the curtain, one eyebrow raised. At the sound of clothing being dropped onto the floor she blinked letting out a strangled scream when a hand grabbed the curtain, yanking it open to reveal Wesker.
"If you've finished acting like a frightened child move over." Wesker ordered and Helena actually did so watching with wide eyes as he stepped into the shower, pulling the curtain closed behind him. Finding an equally naked Wesker standing in front of her made Helena momentarily forget that she was mad until he stepped even closer and she blinked, forcing a frown onto her face.
"What the hell do you think you're doing? This is my house and I shower alone." Helena snapped at him but Wesker just held out his hand nodding his head towards the sponge. Narrowing her eyes at him she took a single step back and he narrowed his own, gold red eyes staring at her. "Why do I even bother? You just do whatever the hell you want." She finally muttered as she gripped the sponge in one hand, barely even seeing the smirk on Wesker's lips.
Crossing the distance between them in a few seconds Wesker grasped the sponge, pulling it from Helena's hand when she didn't resist. Though when he knelt enough to reach her throat she growled at him, despite the warm feeling in her lower belly as he kissed her throat.
"Did I say you could do that?" Helena protested and Wesker just chuckled straightening with a smirk on his face. "I want my sponge back too." She added and he tilted his head to one side studying her as she crossed her arms over her breasts.
"Then I will give it back to you." Wesker answered and Helena gave him a grin, holding out her right hand for the sponge. With a slow shake of his head Wesker gave the sponge a squeeze and she just blinked, moving away until her back brushed the tiled wall behind her. "Turn around." He ordered and Helena did so without even thinking about it which brought a faint chuckle from Wesker.
"I didn't think you would actually do what I asked." Wesker muttered and Helena rolled her eyes her cheeks a faint pink as she started to turn. "No, I asked you to stand there." He added and Helena snorted at him, her head tilted enough for him to see her staring at him with an eyebrow raised.
"Was that an order? If it was I don't work for you, Albert." Helena pointed out, giving him a smirk when he frowned at her. "Besides I allowed you into my house and I could just as easily kick you out." She added, turning around fully before she snatched the sponge from his fingers.
"You wouldn't dare." Wesker answered and Helena gave him a bigger grin, lightly flicking his chest with the tips of her fingers. "Then again maybe you would." He added giving her a slight eyebrow raise.
"Of course I would." Helena answered seconds later and Wesker just chuckled softly as his new roommate resumed her shower apparently not too concerned at having company. "Now are you going to wash my back or not?" She asked, throwing the sponge so fast Wesker nearly dropped it. Hearing her giggle he tilted his head back clutching the sponge between the fingers of his right hand as she continued to laugh at him. Though she soon froze when he darted forward one hand moving towards her face and she yelped, moving backwards so fast she almost slipped on the tiles beneath her feet.
"That made you stop laughing at me didn't it, Helena?" Wesker growled, watching on amused at the wide-eyed stare Helena gave him. With one hand now planted inches from her head he squeezed the sponge giving her a slow smile when he heard the rapid beating of her heart. "Are you afraid of me?" He asked and she actually snorted, her right hand moving so fast towards his cheek that he dropped the sponge, grasping her outstretched hand before it could make contact with his cheek.
"I've never been afraid of you so it's not fear. Not sure what I'm feeling right now but I blame Umbrella and this stupid virus making me act weird " Helena protested and he tilted back his head laughing as she stared back at him the faint redness of her cheeks giving her away.
"Then why is your heart beating so fast? Is it lust maybe?" Wesker asked and Helena just shrugged at him, equally as confused as Wesker was when he moved close enough so that she had to tilt her head back to lock eyes with him. The moment they did Wesker felt the same tingle in his belly that had caused the two of them to have sex and now the feeling had grown into a ache that even Wesker couldn't resist.
"Albert Wesker, just shut up and kiss me already." Helena finally panted, feeling light-headed and with a smirk on his face Wesker's face dipped low enough to kiss her his teeth grazing her lips as his arm snaked around her waist.