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Claire's POV
The moment the door opened I turned to see Wesker stumbling on his own two feet. I sat up in the darkness, the figure of a woman behind him.
The sent of whiskey was strong and with a woman behind him something cracked within me. I blinked my tears away, if anything happened I was the one to blame.
"Well he made it back, what happens after is none of your damn concern" came a voice, a voice I was sure belonged to Jill.
Jill?
Then again this ship contained survivors. If Jill was here Chris was here also.
I blink, Wesker mumbling nonsense, Jill receiving a firm nod.
She left, Wesker closing the door behind him. The thoughts were there but to be quite honest I knew Jill was far better than that.
At least that's what I hoped.
Wesker removed his shirt, that shirt being thrown who knows where. His eyes fell on the bed but based on how far his eyes seemed I can tell he saw nothing but the bed.
So even the immortal can get drunk?
"Fuck" he groaned when he realized he held a gun, the gun being tossed to the table next to him as though he had never held a gun before.
In annoyance the savage tore his pants from his body. I blinked but before I could leave the bed he came and lay next to me.
I went stiff.
So much for returning because Kim wasn't there and Jack and I weren't the best of friends. If I knew Wesker would return I would actually swallow the pride I had and asked Ada to spend the night.
Wesker laid on his back, his eyes fixed on the ceiling. He mumbled nonsense.
"You're drunk aren't you?" I asked and for the first time Wesker actually looked at me. His eyes indicating that he actually saw me.
I was on my back in an instant, one hand on my throat while the other gripped my hair harshly, his body weight crushing me.
He studied me, me choking like a dog.
Well then...maybe I should have kept my damn mouth shut.
He released me, his legs still straddling me as he straightened, his hands on his knees.
"Claire?" He asked as I sat up partially with a hand rubbing my throat.
"So he's not completely drunk" I hissed and his eyes trailed my body. I wore nothing but a thin night gown, something I often rejected for bra and shorts.
At least those covered something.
"While I'm intoxicated I'm better than the average intoxicated human male" he clarified and I tried my best not to look at his boner.
My legs were already turning jello with him this close to me. Why was it so hard to resist him?
He swung his leg, Wesker resting next to me on his back moments after, my heart beating rapidly. Somehow I felt slightly disappointed.
Had he lost all attraction for me...
He didn't even touch me. Did I now lead his stomach to churn?
I turned my back, my eyes now moist. Had I hurt him so badly that the love he felt for me vanish?
The tears fell, me staring at the wall in the distance. He said nothing and neither did I, I simply listened to the silence around us.
When a hand made contact with my ass electricity filled me. I actually froze with my eyes opened, small circles being made on the area.
I swallowed, me turning to face Wesker who was already on his side. His hand rested on my waist, the hand no longer moving as his chin rested on my head.
"You don't find me attractive anymore do you?" I asked, Wesker shifting so he could stare down at me. His brows were knitted beyond repair and his blue eyes did not seem pleased with my question.
I was placed to straddle his waist immediately, Wesker giving me a firm stare. I tried looking away but he ensured I kept my eyes on him.
"Could you repeat? I may have an impairment" he requested as he stared up at me.
"You don't find me attractive anymore Wesker and its my fault" I repeated and he half smiled.
Why is he smiling?
"You're the only woman I've ever found sexual attraction for. Claire I love you and even if I don't spend the rest of my life with you I will always love you. Nothing can change the way I feel about you" he informed me, Wesker looking at me oddly when I felt his pockets.
When my fingers found what I aimed to find it was retrieved, me placing the metal around the right finger. Wesker eyed me, me bringing my trembling lips to his.
He kissed me, all the passion we held being demonstrated.
"I'm scared...I'm scared you'll leave me when the pressure of marriage hits us" I cried and Wesker sat up, his eyes now moist.
"Why would I leave you?" He asked and I placed my hands on the side of his face.
"That's what many marriages bring don't they?" I asked and he flipped us, Wesker staring down at me intensely.
" 'Many' don't define us Claire. Whatever you say I'll do, I'm willing to face everything as long and you are here with me" he told me, my legs spreading legs when his hand toyed with my stomach.
Slowly Wesker, a man of dominance was somehow willing to submit to his wife. Her wish was his com and and that was white cute.
"I love you" I whispered, Wesker kissing my cheek softly.
"I love you too but this is as far as it goes tonight. I'm intoxicated, it is never my desire to take a woman in such a state" he told me and I reached for the hand touching me, that hand being placed on my throat.
"I'm no woman...I'm your wife and I want you" I told him, Wesker smiling fully, a rare sight when it came to the blond.
His smile was beautiful, his hand massaging my throat gently.
"What have you done to me?" He asked.
The hand left my throat, his hand tearing the garment from my body to leave me in my panties.
He took in my body, his eyes showing that he found pleasure in my every curve. He flipped us once again, me staring down at Wesker.
"Take it off" was his simple request, my hands finding the strap of my bra. The garment was placed next to us, Wesker's eyes falling on my lower region.
My underwear was removed, leaving me bare to him. Wesker's groaned, his cock now resting in his hand as he stared at me.
I bit my lip, Wesker's eyes lidded the moment I began to touch myself. His strokes were light and I'm guessing the only place he wanted to come was inside me.
The thought made me smile but his stroking came to an end, Wesker taking my hand before I could touch myself once more. He placed my fingers in his mouth, a gesture that would make many cringe but that only built a pool between my legs.
His eyes showed his desire, my legs fighting the urge to collapse when his hand made contact with me. I moaned, his finger making light movements inside me.
"I want to taste you" was his simple request, his hands now resting on my waist. My hands found the bed head the moment he was between my legs, his lips making light contact.
I moaned his name continuously. His tongue went from slow movements to swift ones, my hips turning against his face.
His hands messaged my thighs, my climax building with his every movement. I closed my eyes and bit on my lower lip.
He didn't grant the pleasure of coming, Wesker placing me on my chest, my ass in the air with my vagina positioned the right way for penetration.
I moaned the moment he entered, my hips rolling against his. He groaned, my ass receiving a harsh squeeze. I tightened against him, my sound of pain and pleasure filling the room.
How is it even possible for him to find me in the darkness?
I cried harder as the tempo increased, my fingers gripping the pillow painfully, my hips rolling against his in a harsh manner.
"How close are you?" He asked and his voice indicated that he was quite close. He was a Lady's gentleman tonight and he wanted me come first.
"I'm...close" I moaned as I came, Wesker groaning as he made his release. We both collapsed, me resting on the blond's chest as he stroke my hair.
He gripped my throat, Wesker staring down at me with a smile.
"Goodnight Wife" was his simple goodnight and I smirked, my eyes closing slowly.
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