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🖤【333】Daily-3d-eyelash.

category: glasses

contain： female

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*Don’t upload it again *Don’t resell *compatible HQ *Reuploading to any forum or website is not permitted. *Repacking is not permitted. *It is forbidden to convert my CC to other games *禁二次上传和售卖与打包

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I am so sorry about this happening. I hope you get an apology!! I unfollowed all involved.

WHY STEAL MY MESH?

@soiconic @simsplify  @shoestopia

I recently received a dm from one of my friend who pledged ICONIC’s patreon said she seen a mask from their collection but very similar to my old cc. my 2021.jun posted ASHwwa cyber ninja set   

And after comparing the mesh and uv between them, I found out that they do stole my mask, here are the evidences telling the facts:

If you were here followed me on tumblr before you guys must noticed that I published quite a few wips of me making this mask. From all those wips you can tell that I have been tested them numerous times until I finally happy with the results. And another fun fact is my mask is 100% originally designed by myself, it is not copying from any mask in real life, not even in anime, or manga or anything. I made it all the way by my own from designing, and modeling then texturing. That is really a shame of you choose stealing other’s work and even sell them as they are yours.

my wip

It is just hilarious that you stole stuff from another creator who is also in sims community. If you really are a creator then you should know how much effort I put in to my works. I am so sad and pissed off by seeing this kind of “robbery” happening.

Please take off my works from your pages ASAP, I’ll not let things just go over unless I receive your proper apology and announcement in public.

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Stunning!!

Indoor Atrium

Out for tier 2 and higher

Download on my Patreon here..https://www.patreon.com/posts/80139278?pr=true

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EVERSKiES FiTS!

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Nail set (download early access)

11/2

pose @ssiat

hair lamz

Special thanks♥   @kimlilyco

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Ebonix x Farfetch Beauty Spring Collection 

Creative expression using an online persona has grown so much! I was thrilled when Farfetch asked me to create some unique beauty looks for mine in The Sims!

Inspired by Missy Elliot, Megan Thee Stallion, couture fashion & cosmopolitan.. Here’s my Farfetch Beauty! 

Hair - 2 Swatches Nails - 4 Swatches Outfit - 9 Swatches

Teen - Elder Disallowed for Random Custom Thumbnail Base Game Compatible

Download @ My Website

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UP IN FLAMES 🔥 a cc collection by peachyfaerie

hey everyone! today i am starting my new cc collection series: the elements! first up is fire, and i tried to have a wide variety of items!

PUBLIC ACCESS: june 13th, 2022

EARLY ACCESS: DOWNLOAD HERE

there are 10 items total: 4 eyeshadow, 2 eyeliners, 2 lipsticks, a face sparkle, and a blush/graphic design of a flame!

here is the list of all of the specific details, as it's pretty long! 

PLEASE NOTE: all of the eyeshadows have two versions: eyelid friendly and alpha. alpha will appear over all skins/overlays and is more vibrant, but often loses the detail of the eyelid crease. the eyelid friendly version naturally has a lower opacity and will allow you to see the eyelid crease (or lack thereof, for monolidded sims) but will not show up on alpha skins. i used the alpha versions for all the previews. the face sparkle is similar: the version marked "MM" will not show up on alpha skins but won't have the pixelation that can happen with some skin details. i wanted to provide options!

i hope you all enjoy it and if there are any issues, don't hesitate to let me know!

@plumbieccfinds @mmfinds @mmoutfitters @maxismatchccworld @emilyccfinds @xurbansimsx

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The Blade You Never Saw

Chapter 1: ZORO

There was something about the full moon that set me at ease. I wasn't sure what about it made me calm. That current calm was be interrupted by a not-so-fun situation at the bar I was waitressing at.

"The girl is coming home with me," snapped one of my regulars.

To break down the current situation my regular had been trying to keep this new douche away from me. All week he had come in trying to get my number and I turned him down. I don't date customers.

However, now things were getting out of hand and the two were about to come to blows. I didn't want to call for the manager, but they were making a huge scene. That was until he walked in a sat down at the bar and waved for my attention. He was tall with a scar over his eye and short green hair.

"May I have a mug of the strongest thing behind the counter?" he asked.

"Of course," I said immediately turning back to the waitress area.

I pulled the bottle off the shelf and got a glass mug off the lower shelves. I poured him his drink quickly. I delivered his drink with a strained smile. He looked over his shoulder at the commotion. I really needed to get them under control.

"I'm really sorry about them," I apologized.

"I wouldn't worry about them," he said.

His right hand rested on something on his hip. I instantly felt a shift in the air that made everyone go silent for about 30 seconds. Since I could read his body language enough to know he wasn't dangerous, at the moment. He just went to grab his drink when I saw the douche walk up to him.

Oh, no, I thought.

He turned to the idiot. Then turned back to his drink and took a sip. Now, the douche, being ignored almost blows his top.

"What did you need?" I asked him.

He looked at me and was momentarily distracted by my question.

"Your number would be nice ," he said.

"I don't date customers," I repeated for the hundredth time.

I smiled slowly because I didn't want to make this situation awkward.

"She doesn't want to date a man who can't understand the word 'no'," said the green- haired man without looking my direction.

I saw the tension return to the guy's face. I was about to ask the douche to leave when I felt the atmosphere change and I looked at the green-haired man. He looked like he would love to put them man in his place. That seemed to make him think twice and go speechless. He turned and went back to his seat.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"No problem," he said as he took another sip of his drink.

Now, I know I said I don't date customers, but this one had 100% of my attention. I, honestly, should have stopped myself but I didn't.

"I get off in a few hours," I said with a sultry smile.

I heard him chuckle as I left to make my rounds. I was completely sure he didn't give a damn. Plus, I doubted he was the type for one night stand and my shift was over in less than an hour.

It was as I was closing tabs for the night that I realized my Knight hadn't left yet. He had finished the bottle and I could tell he was nowhere close to drunk. I walked over to him and he put his money on the counter. I picked up the cash without counting it and went to close his tab. I noticed there was a surplus of change.

"Keep the change as your tip," he said.

"Thank you,"I said.

I went to the back have the manager close the till. Once the money was counted and recorded we both started the closing checklist. The green-haired man wasn't at the bar anymore. His glass was still on counter. I cleaned it and put it away. S Checking in with the manager I was cleared to leave. I grabbed my things and headed outside. Hoping my was waiting outside. I looked, but didn't see him. Frowning, I turned to head home and almost ran into someone. Looking to see who it was I smiled. My knight hadn't left.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long,"I said.

"Not long at all," he said with a grin. "Lead the way."

I practically ran to my house. He almost got lost halfway but I grabbed his wrist to keep him next to me. Once I got into my apartment, he put his swords down by the door. He had me against the wall before I turned around. He had his hand on my throat. My eyes immediately met his. There was an animalistic look in his eyes.

I knew better than to say anything. It reminded me of the moment a predator catches his prey. The moment they (prey and predator) know everything that comes next. His hand on my throat used it to pull me in an aggressive kiss.

His hand went from my neck to the back of my head, holding me in place. His other hand wrapped around the wrist of my other hand. He pulls it up and holds it against the wall behind us. He pressed his body against mine. My mind went blank. His entire body taut with muscle. My free hand slid under his soft T-shirt and felt nothing but hard muscle.

He grunted into the kiss. Clearly, enjoying my exploring hand. He then releases my other hand and puts it to better use by grabbing my ass and squeezing. I moaned allowing his demanding tongue to slide of my lower lip and into my mouth.

Despite the booze on his tongue I wasn't complaining as his tongue devoured my mouth. My now free hand went to the back of his neck. As his hand on my ass slid my leg over his hip I could feel the large bulge. I grind myself against him. In return he pulls away, slightly, from the kiss biting my bottom lip.

I felt his hand slide from my neck down the front of my shirt. His hand went under my light tank top. Causing my hand to freeze and me to suck in a sharp breath. His hands are warm and tickle my skin. His mouth latched on to my neck. As he kissed my neck he drug his teeth against the sensitive skin of my neck.

"Ah,"I moaned.

That seemed to spur him to clamp down on my neck. His hand under my shirt lightly squeezes my breast. I was practically purring. Sensing that I was fully under his control. His hands moved to remove my tank top. Taking my bra off and tossed it somewhere in the room.

He kisses my collarbone. Then the center of my chest, and my stomach. He stopped momentarily to yank my shorts and panties down to my ankles. The cold air made me shiver. He kissed my hip bone.

He put his hand behind my right thigh as his lips went lower. He planted a kiss on my other hip bone before he latched his mouth on my clit. I took a sharp breath and let a moon. He put my leg over his shoulder.

Bracing himself he put my other leg over his other shoulder. All the while his mouth and tongue played with my clit. He lifted us both so that he was now standing and had me against the wall. My hands were in his hair, holding on for dear life.

No one had ever eaten me out in this manner. It was as if he was making out with my pussy. His tongue seemed to be well versed in the language of pussy. My pussy was literally dripping and he wasn't giving my pussy any leeway.

After torturing my clit. His tongue slides down to my opening and gently slid his tongue inside my tight opening. My entirety shook violently.

"Holy fuck," I whispered, eyes rolling back in my hair.

I felt him smile. Pleased with pleasing my pussy. The tongue fucking continued. As did my moans. I was very close to orgasming. Actually I was begging for it. Every time I was close to climax he would stop and wait about 30 seconds before continuing aggressively.

This time he didn't stop. He thrust his tongue inside me with calculated precision. Until that ticklish knot came undone and so did I.

I let out a shaking moan as my entire body shook violently and my eyes rolled back in my head. I could have swore my vision went white momentarily.

#fanfic #onepiece #roanoa zoro

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Ruine and Ichigo: The Meeting

I stood watching Ichigo jog up the lane to where I was standing by the school’s entrance.

“Hey,” he called waving to me as he ran.

“Hi,” I called back.

He stopped when he reached me. I looked up at him.

“You look really pretty in the setting sun,” he commented.

I blushed and blinked slowly.

“Uh, thank you,” I said softly.

He was looking down at me. I couldn’t help but notice how nice his face was when he smiled.

“Shall we?” he said.

For a second I forgot what he was talking about.

“Oh! Yes,” I said.

I turned and he reached out and grabbed my hand. I stopped, turned around, and looked at our joined hands.

“You don’t mind, do you?” he asked reddening a bit.

“Uh, no, it’s fine,” I stammered.

It went quiet as we started walking. I wasn’t sure what to say. I could feel Ichigo’s essence radiating off his body. His hand held mine tightly.

“Can I ask you something?” he asked suddenly.

“Yeah, anything,” I blurted out.

“What are you thinking right now?” he asked.

“Oh, uh, that I have no idea what to say to make conversation,” I said.

“You don’t have to say anything. I just like your company,” I said.

“Thanks,” I said softly.

He let go of my hand and pulled me into his side, leaving his arm around my waist.

“You’re really warm,” I said curling into him.

“That’s a plus,” he said with a laugh.

“Does your Dad know what I look like?” he asked.

“He’s got a good idea,” I said with a smile.

I never been this attracted to a guy I barely knew. I felt really drawn to him. I didn’t understand how I would be so attracted to him.

“Well, you two look lovely together,” said someone.

It came from behind us. So, I turned to see who it was.

“Dad!” yelled Ichigo. “What are you doing here?”

“I was taking a walk and saw you walking with a girl,” he said.

“That’s your dad?” I asked having a mild heart attack.

“Unfortunately, yes,” he said putting his head in his hand.

“My, my Ichigo if I didn’t know any better I would think that your very close to her. She wouldn’t be the reason you’ve been such a space cadet, lately, would she?” inquired his father.

“You’ve been a space cadet while thinking of me?” I asked teasingly. “No, not necessarily,” he stuttered.

I wasn’t sure I believed that.

“Hi, I’m Ruine, Ichigo’s girlfriend,” I said, introducing myself.

“Oh, so you’re the mystery girl,” said Ichigo’s father.

“Yes,” I said.

I looked up at Ichigo. He was scowling at his father furiously. Then I elbowed him. He looked down at me.

“What?” he asked.

“Why didn’t you tell him about me?” I asked.

“You don’t know my father. He gets too over zealous about these things,” he said.

“You should see mine,” I scoffed.

“You’re father’s a nutcase, too?” asked Ichigo.

“Yes, but in a very different way,” I said.

“I’ll have to see for myself,” he said.

He looked me in the eyes with the weirdest expression.

“What?” I asked.

That’s when he leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. They were soft, warm and smooth. Then I remembered his father was still there. I pulled away and blushed. As did he.

“Continue, just pretend I’m not here,” said Ichigo’s Dad.

“I’m fine with the last part of that,” said Ichigo.

Ichigo’s dad started a weird maternal-like complaining.

“See, you’ll love my Dad then,” I said, still blushing.

“Great,” he scoffed. 

#bleachanime #succubus #ichigo x ruine #chapter3

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Ruine and Ichigo: First Call

By the end of the day, I’d gotten 15 different email addresses and two dozen cell phone numbers. I had a lot of work to do once I got home. On top of that, I had four notes from Ichigo that I was supposed to read when I got home. Fortunately, I didn’t have work today.

My next photoshoot was in three months. They were getting things lined up for the summer break. They knew that at my age. I wouldn’t be able to manage my school work and photoshoots. It would have worn me out.

I put my phone down and flexed my fingers because they felt a little stiff from typing. I thought about the whole Ichigo being my boyfriend. I thought Dad would need to meet him sooner or later. I went over how I was going to ask. I went over to where was making coffee.

“Daddy, you wouldn’t mind me inviting a...guy over, tonight?” I asked.

“Boyfriend already?” he asked.

“Maybe,” I smiled, as I sat at the table in the living room.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he said as he sat down with his coffee.

“But it is OK, right?” I asked.

“Yes, you can bring him over,” he smiled.

“Thank you,” I squealed.

I jumped out of my seat and hugged him before I dashed upstairs to change. I ripped through my closet for something to wear. My sense of fashion was always thrown off when I was with a guy. I chose a red, long cuffed half-shirt and black shorts. Once I got finished trying on my whole closet.

Then I started on the note marked “1”:

Name: Ichigo Kurosaki

Age: 16

Height:

Interests:

Hobbies:

Dislikes:

Don’t fill this out, it was a joke.

I chuckled and moved onto the next note marked “2”.

Um, I know you just moved here from the US, but I was wondering what the difference between here and where you used to live. Also why you wanted to move here for modeling in the first place.

Also, um, I felt real...uh...how do I say this...attracted to you. I’m not sure how to explain it either. I usually just blow girls off., especially new ones (no offense). But for some reason, I can’t stop thinking about you. I know this is a lot to take in for your first day or second day. I don’t know what the guys in the US act like so I don’t want to seem over passionate or anything.

Ichigo

Then note “3”:

I was just wondering what kinds of things you like to do and when I should come over.

Ichigo

Then note “4”:

Did I mention that I really like you?

Ichigo

“Yeah, yah did,” I said out loud to myself.

I smiled, he wasted paper just to say what he could have said to me at lunch today. I guessed that he was nervous, while I was thinking this my phone chimed. I looked at the notification. It was a phone call. It was Ichigo; I answered.

“Hello?” I said,

“Hey,” he said.

“You’re home already?” I asked.

“Uh, yeah, I almost ran home,” he said.

“You didn’t have to,” I said shyly.

“It’s OK,” he said quickly. “Did you read the notes?”

“I did,” I said. “You could have used one piece of paper, yah know.”

“Yeah, I was thinking about how to put it down on paper since I met you and didn’t have any on me when I finally figured out how,” he said.

“Hmm, so what was the first note suppose to be?” I asked.

“Oh, that my friends told me they slipped you that one with my name on it. Sorry,” he said.

“No, it’s OK,” I said.

“You know, you’re the first girl I felt this strongly about,” he said slowly.

“Thanks,” I said.

“You’re welcome,” he said.

“Um, my Dad said you can come over,” I said.

“Oh, when?” he asked.

“Now, if you want,” I said.

“Do you want me to come over now?” he asked.

“What do you think?” I asked sarcastically.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” he chuckled.

“Do you want me to meet you somewhere?” I asked.

“Uh, yeah, back at the school. It would be easier,” he said.

“OK, I’ll be there at 6:30,” I said.

Judging how long it would take me to walk to the school.

“Alright, I’ll be there,” he said.

#bleachanime #succubus #ichigo x ruine #chapter2

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Bewitched! by ted1air

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when you link up with your cousins

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Ruine and Ichigo: Quick Beginning

                       “I hate wearing pounds of make-up,” I complained when I came out of the bathroom of our new three-story house.

           “Well, that I can agree with,” said my dad.

           I flipped my long back, blonde, brown and red highlights over my shoulder. I changed into my tank top and pajamas pants.

           “Every time, I come home from a photoshoot. I spend half an hour scrubbing my face,” I complained.

           I walked over after I dried my face and moisturized. My dad was reading the paper.

           “Daddy,” I said.

           “Yes?” he said flipping the page.

           “You never answered my question,” I said.

           “Well, you’re old enough to know what’s wrong and right,” I smiled.

           “Good enough,” I smiled.

           “Good night,” he said.

           I took the hint.

           “Good night,” I said leaving the room and doing homework before going to bed.

             The next morning at school. I sat quietly at my desk like the day before. Class went by as usual and at lunch I waited on the roof for Ichigo. I was organizing what I was going to say. I was standing near the far end of the roof. Many of my classmates were mingling around.

           “Hey, you wanted to talk to me,” said Ichigo from behind me.

           I jumped.

           “Sorry, I didn’t hear you,” I said.

           “So, what did you want to talk to me about?” he asked.

           “Well, about yesterday. I left early because I had a photoshoot to go to. It was my first debut in Japan,” I said.

           “You mean, you’re a model?” he asked surprised.

           “Yes, a supermodel and it’s very important that you keep this to yourself. I can’t have a lot of people knowing about this,” I said. “Understand?”

           “Yeah, but why?” he asked.

           It didn’t sound like the question he wanted to ask.

           “Because I can’t handle fame,” I said honestly and giggled.

           “And because I’m a naturally shy person,” I continued.

           “Shy, wealthy and a supermodel. Not a combination you would have ever expected,” he said, chuckling.

           “That’s an interesting way to put it, but yeah,” I said.

           He scratched his head and looked like he wanted to ask another question. It went quiet for a few seconds.

           “Um, I know this is really, really sudden, but would you like to be my girlfriend?” he asked.

           My immediate thought was that this was a prank of some kind and looked over at his friends. They were goofing around, not paying any attention to us. So, that nixed that idea.

           “I’d love to,” I said with a smile.

           “Uh, OK,” he said smiling red-faced.

           “You weren’t expecting that, were you?” I asked leaning forward.

           “No, not really,” he said.

           “Here’s my cell, for, you know the obvious,” I said digging into my purse.

           I handed him my card that had my number on it. He took it and swiftly put it in his pocket. By this time, his friends sensed something and were looking around for him, when they found him standing with me, I was leaning forward. So, it wasn’t hard to put two and two together.

           “Your friends are looking for you,” I said.

           “Huh?” he said.

           I don’t think he was listening, which made me think I didn’t want to know what he was doing.

           “Your friends,” I said. “They’re looking for you.”

           “Oh!” he said, looking over at them.

           “Go, it’s OK. I’m not going to disappear,” I said with a smile.

           “Well, uh, see you later,” he said turning and waving back at me.

           I smiled and waved back as he walked away.

#bleachanime #succubus #ichigo x ruine #chapter1

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Prologue: The Shinigami’s Girlfriend

“Good morning, class. We have a new transfer student,” said the teacher. “Her name is Ruine Otoski.”

I stood next to the teacher at the front of the room. My bag in hand. I was staring at my feet. I felt everyone’s eyes on me. Knowing that I figured the view of the floor was less intimidating.

“She’s cute,” whispered one of the boys towards the back.

I didn’t hear a response, not that it was required. I blushed and looked toward the window. I wasn’t usually this shy, but when he said ‘transfer’ student it made me stand out more. I was from the U.S. so I being a foreigner was something I also had to deal with. I was fluent in Japanese, as well as other languages, in both written and spoken form.

“Ichigo, who sits in the seat next to you?” asked the teacher.

“Huh? No one,” he said.

“Ruine, that will be your seat,” he said.

I mumbled ‘thank you' and went to my seat. I tried not to make eye contact, failed when I looked up to find my seat. I made eye contact with Ichigo. He had a bored expression. He had bright orange, wild hair. When he looked at me, he smiled. I blushed and looked away. The guy next to him chuckled. I quickly went and sat down at my desk. The guys chitchatted as the teacher turned back to his desk. The words ‘cute’ and ‘hot’ were thrown around.

Well, at least I knew where I stood with the male students in my class. The teacher started the lesson and it went as a normal lesson would. Lunch was going to be the next period. When the teacher left for lunch, I was almost immediately surrounded by most of the girls in my class. They all started asking questions. Most of them were predictable.

“What kind of stuff do you eat in the U.S.?” asked a girl with pink-red hair and glasses.

“Um, well, hamburgers or salad or tacos, stuff like that,” I said. “We had three different lunch lines in our cafeteria.”

“Wow, I wish our school had that. It sounds pretty cool,” she said.

“Yeah,” I said with a little laugh.

I was looking out the window when someone’s belt buckle blocked my view suddenly.

“Huh?” I whispered looking up.

It was Ichigo. He was holding his lunch in one hand and the other was scratching his head.

“Do you mind if I eat lunch with you…girls?” he asked carefully.

I saw his friends, the guys, snickering. My guess was that it was some sort of bet. I wondered what the prize was.

“Uh, sure,” I said moving my notebook.

“Thanks,” he said as he pulled up a chair.

All the girls started giggling.

“Uh, so, what’s your school like in the U.S.? Is it different from schools here?” he asked.

He sounded more nervous than I did.

“Uh, kind of. I mean we usually have lunch in a cafeteria. All the grades have different lunchtimes,” I said.

“Oh, how does that work?” he asked.

“It depends on what grade you’re in and how your schedule is set up,” I explained.

“You have a schedule of classes?” he asked.

“Uh-huh,” I said reaching into my purse. “They look like this.”

I took out my schedule and handed it to him.

“Hey! Is that the new Versace bag?!” asked a girl with purple-blue hair.

I turned slightly, blushing, to look at her.

“Huh? Oh, this. Well, yeah,” I said.

“Where’d you get the money to pay for that?” another asked.

“I got it as a birthday present last year,” I lied.

“Wow, that’s awesome. When is your birthday?” asked Ichigo suddenly.

All the girls turned and looked at him. He jumped and his facial expression told us he hadn’t meant to ask that out loud.

“Oh, uh, June 24th, I’m a Cancer,” I said quickly.

“Really?! Me, too,” said one of the tallest girls.

That seemed to lighten the tension.

“Hey, Ruine, aren’t you going to have lunch?” asked Ichigo.

“No, I have to leave early. I’ll get lunch then,” I said not looking at him.

“Huh? It’s your first day!” said the pink-haired girl.

“I know. I tried to get out of it, but it didn’t work,” I said.

I, purposely, didn’t say why I was getting out early. I couldn’t take that kind of attention right now. I get enough of it back home.

“Ruine, your father is here for you,” said the teacher.

“Well, it was nice to meet everyone,” I said standing.

I bowed and started to leave the room.

“Wait!” I heard the teacher call.

“Yes,” I said as I stopped and turned back to him.

“Do you want someone to show you to the entrance?” asked the teacher. “The layout is kind of confusing.”

“Uh, sure,” I said.

I wasn’t all that sure of where I was going to anyway.

“Any volunteers?” asked the teacher.

I was sure one of the girls would be glad to escort me, but to my surprise, it was a boy. And it was Ichigo.

“I’ll show her,” he said softly.

“Thank you, Mr. Kurosaki,” he said.

Ichigo got up and out of this seat. He walked over to me.

“Ladies first,” he said putting his arm out.

I started walking in front of him. Then he switched to my left side.

“So, why do you have to get out early?” he asked.

“Doctors’ appointment,” I lied.

That wasn’t even close. Unless you call my make-up artist a doctor.

“Is it for school stuff?” he asked.

“Uh, sort of,” I said.

We went into a short silence.

“Turn left down this hall,” he said.

I nodded.

“Is your family wealthy?” he asked suddenly.

“What?” I asked jumping slightly.

“Are you wealthy?” he asked.

“Uh, yeah,” I said awkwardly.

“Turn down this hallway,” he said.

I wasn’t really paying attention to the area around us. I was wondering how I was going to keep my personal life, work, and school life in order.

“So, what does your dad do?” he asked.

“Oh, he’s into fashion. So, he’s a designer,” I said.

“My friends,” he said smiling. “Think that you are kind of tall for an American girl.”

“There aren’t a lot of tall girls where I am from,” I said.

“Really?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said.

“The entrance is right down this hall on the right,” he said.

“Thank you,” I said. “You didn’t have to, but thank you.”

“No problem,” he said smiling.

I saw my dad’s car, a Mitsubishi Evo, sitting in front of the school doors.

“Jeez, Dad, I said less extravagant,” I said to myself.

“Nice car,” said Ichigo.

“Thanks,” I sighed.

“Can I ask you a favor?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said.

“Don’t tell anyone about the car or the whole money thing,” I said.

“Uh, sure, but why?” he asked.

“I’ll tell you tomorrow. Meet me on the roof at lunch,” I said.

Then I went through the doors and got into the car.

“Dad, I told you to bring the Jeep,” I said.

“I know, I couldn’t find the keys,” he said.

“Dad! I put them in the order they are parked. It would have been on the third keyring,” I said.

“Oh,” he said.

“I love you, Dad,” I smiled, sighing.

“I love you, too,” he said.

“Did you bring the clothes?” I asked.

“Yes, you can change in the backseat,” he said.

“Thanks,” I said crawling into the backseat.

He’s brought my white tank top and black jean shorts. He also added my J-Lo black and white heels. I changed quickly and got back into the front seat. I put my seat belt on.

“All ready,” I said.

“Good. We’re almost there,” he said.

“Hey, Dad?” I said.

“Yeah,” he said.

“What do you think about me dating?” I asked.

“Did you snag one already?” he asked looking at me sideways.

“No, I just want to know ahead of time,” I said.

“I take it you were a hit with the boys,” he said.

“They made it obvious,” I said.

“You bring it upon yourself. You create that shy image. Guys run to you,” he said.

“I’m a shy, quiet person. So, shoot me,” I snapped.

“I’m just kidding,” he said smiling.

He parked in front of a tall building.

“Time for glam,” he joked.

I rolled my eyes and got out of the car. He walked around the car and hooked his arm around my neck. So, we walked into the modeling agency laughing as if we were a couple. We were always like this. Especially after my mom died.

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           I snapped up in the bed. Breathing very heavily. I went to the sink in the little bathroom and splashed water on my face. When I looked int he mirror my new blue serpent-like eyes were glowing. I had no idea what that meant. I had a bad feeling at the pit of my stomach.

           I then dawned on me that I hadn’t eaten. I didn’t know what I would be ‘eating’ now. Also didn’t know how long I had been here. Or where here was. I wasn’t sure what to do about calling Wesker or the hologram Queen.

           However, I didn’t have to because the door opened and Wesker walked in. It was like he owned the room or something. I wiped my face with the towel.

           “May I ask what this unexpected visit is for?” I asked.

           “I feel a strong need to come to check on you. They told me your vitals spiked for a significant amount of time. Is everything alright?” he asked, sounding uncharacteristically concerned.

           “Just a bad dream,” I said walking out from the bathroom area.

           “And hunger apparently,” he said.

           When I look at him questioningly, he answered by point to my eyes. They were probably still glowing.

           “I’ll take you to the lab. They’ll need to explain your diet. I haven’t been able to get to that report yet,” he said.

           He turned without checking to see if I would follow. I signed, went to the bed, slipped the shoes on, and met him as he was waiting to exit. He put his arm out.

           “Ladies first,” he said.

           I laughed. Now he was trying to chivalrous. If punching him would have made me feel better, I would have done it. I knew he had fast reflexes so I knew the assault would be futile.

           I followed him to a new lab. This one had twice as many monitors and other things that were doing scientific stuff. A lab coat looked up from his clip board and smiled. I wasn’t sure why he smiled at me, but I didn’t smile back.

           “Ah, there she is,” he said, walking up to me.

           I looked Wesker questioningly, then back at the lab coat. This guy seemed way very happy to be here.

           “He’s going to explain your new diet,” said Wesker.

           “Lovely,” I said, with heavy sarcasm.

           I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to know. However, not knowing made me uneasy. The lap coat turned and walked to one of the monitors. I reluctantly followed.

           “My name is Dr. Oliver Thist. We were able to figure out what your body would need to stay healthy,” he said. “If you look at the level at the screen, you will see that you need to maintain a high protein diet. You’ll also need 10 times the about of glucose than the average person. Meaning you will also need to intake more healthy sugars at all times. We have an alternative for both. However, they are to be used on an emergency basis,” he said

           “What kind of protein?” I asked.

           I had a sinking feeling I wasn’t going to like the answer to that, but I had to ask.

           He was silent for moment, “Well that all depends. We can’t run those kinds of tests without you.”

           I raised an eyebrow. I think I understood what he meant. I saw a smirk form on Wesker’s face.

           “I should probably see the buffet table,” I said, trying to lighten the tension.

           Dr. Thist walked toward another closed off part of the room. I could smell the ‘options’ before I even laid eyes in them. I wanted to vomit. I could see some of it was normal food. I wasn’t particularly interested in the ones that I could see that they were either part of a human or part of something else. I really didn’t want to know what that something ‘else’ was.

           “We provided some things for you to taste test. So that we can see what your body digests and uses to keep you going,” he said.

           It was like we were talking about a cake tasting. I wanted to stop existing. I knew there was no way around this and would have rather been blindfolded. This wasn’t going to be easy.

           “Well, I will leave you to it,” he said and quickly exited the room.

           I looked at Wesker for some sort of guidance on how to go about this. He sighed and stood directly behind me. Directly in front of me was the human items for consumption. I seriously didn’t want to start with that.

           “Do you trust me?” he asked.

           I rolled my eye and turned to give him an incredulous look.

           “Close your eyes,” he said.

           I, reluctantly, did so. There was no other way to do this. He had no qualms about this, so I really didn’t have a choice. With all of that I was hungry. I felt his arms reach out in front of me.

           “Keep your arms down. I’ll feed you,” he said.

           “Lovely,” I said sarcastically.

           Considering I already knew what was in front of me I just tried to keep my brain from bombarding me with images of an exaggerated nature of what I was putting in my body.

           He deliberately pressed his chest into my back as he reached forward. I really wanted to run. There was literally no way this situation could be changed.

           “Open up,” I heard him say.

           I hesitated for a second and then opened my mouth. I almost plugged my  nose. However, that I wouldn’t have changed anything. The moment whatever part of human flesh hit my tongue I almost gagged. I just tasted like hot rubbish. I spit it back out.

           I coughed and I went to kneel. I felt like my entire stomach was wanting to out itself. Wesker, seemed to realize this wasn’t a normal reaction. I felt him slowly lower me to the ground as I was dry heaving. I was tearing up. Slowly, I regained my capacity to breathe. Wesker was rubbing my back in slow circles. He had pulled my hair out of the way earlier.

           “I will take that as a no,” he said.

           I glared at him, “You think?!”

           He put his hands up as if to say “Fine”. I slowly stood up. Then when I felt like I was ok again we started at the next item on this table. I knew this day wasn’t going to get any better, that and the table wasn’t shrinking anytime soon. There was nothing I could really do. This had to figured out or I was going to hurt someone.

           I sighed and closed my eyes again, Wesker stood behind me again. I wasn’t sure what the next item on this menu was, but the smell allow told it wasn’t going to work. I grabbed Wesker’s hand before it came any closer.

           “The smell, I can’t,” I said.

           “I can’t smell anything,” he said.

           “Well, then,” I said as he helped me shift to right to the next thing.

           Since the smell was easiest way to see what my stomach was going to allow. I didn’t see what this item was. As he lifted his arm with whatever it was, I didn’t smell anything foul. So, I allowed him to feed me. I wasn’t entirely sure how to describe the taste. However, my stomach seemed to accept the it as food.

           “Good?” asked Wesker.

           I nodded. So, from there we went through about half of the items. It seemed that I wasn’t hungry anymore, so I didn’t want to continue.

           “Finished?” asked the doctor.

           I nodded as I made sure not to make eye contact with Wesker as he led us out.

           “Do you have the data you need?” Wesker asked.

           “Yes, it shows a that she needs fruit that are high in healthy sugars and for proteins she has a variety of choices that we can provide without incident. They would be raw, however. The high glucose items she stores on her own. It looks like it is tied to the venom glands in her stinger at the end of her tail. So, we presume the more she uses her stinger the more she will need to intake glucose enriched foods,” he said.

           “Wait, back up, how do you know I need glucose for the stinger?” I asked.

           He side glanced at Wesker, almost as if to ask him for help.

           “Well, we took samples while you were unconscious,” said Wesker. “Your tail seems to protect you when you are incapacitated.”

           “Right,” I sighed.

           “That part was taken out of the video. I didn’t want you to be more upset,” he said.

           “So, now you’re hiding things from me?” I snapped.

           The atmosphere instantly changed. The humans took several steps back. I knew my tail was swaying aggressively. Wesker didn’t seem the least bit worried.

           “Would you have liked to know you almost killed three people during that incident?” Wesker asked.

           “I would have liked to have the full story, Wesker!” I snapped.

           There was a loud thud because my tail stabbed into the floor next to him. Literal inches away from his shoe. He side glanced at it without much change in his expression. I felt a rage building.

           “You know what? Fine, now I know. We’re done here. I am going back to my room,” I snapped, pulling my tail out of the floor.

           I walked pass Wesker purposely bumping into him on my way to the door with a death glare. I made it halfway to my room before the aggression was unbearable. I felt something push under my skin and ripple down all my extremities. My tail flailed violently. My vision became unfocused and then I only saw red.

           I opened my eyes to a familiar ceiling view and the feeling of being heavily restrained.

           “Mr. Wesker, she is awake,” said someone to my left.

           I heard footsteps from further in the room coming closer. I could tell my tail was also immobilized. I sighed angrily. Trying to keep myself calm.

           “You had a tantrum. We had to find the right sedative. You weren’t reacting to the many of them,” he said.

           “Well, I was angry,” I said slowly.

           “We noticed. We had to close that hallway completely. Luckily, no one was hurt,” he said coming into view.

           I wasn’t in the mood for sunglasses in my view.

           “Can you release me? I would like to go back to my room,” I said.

           He nodded at the personnel around me. I felt the restraints loosen and get moved off me. There was something heavy attached to my tail that took a little longer to get off. I stood and stretched my back.

           “I’ll walk you to your room,” Wesker announced.

           “No,” I said slightly back stepping.

           I didn’t need to see the eyebrow raise to know it was there. I proceeded to the door and managed to make it to my room through the new hallway. Well, new to me. I took a shower and then threw on a shirt and shorts. I had just gotten nice and warm in my bed when the door opened.

           I knew who it was. Why he was here I wasn’t sure. I had a feeling it wasn’t to see how I was. Ulterior Motive was like his middle name as I had been learning so far lately. I threw the blanket off and went to the counter.

           “Why are you here?” I asked.

           I only heard footsteps getting closer to me. Then his entire presence loomed behind me. My tail seemed to not be very cooperative right now or else he wouldn’t have been able to get that close.

           “We actually need to discuss what just happened,” he lied.

           I knew he didn’t want to talk. He was attempting to get my guard down so I would turn and look at him.

           “What’s to discuss?” I asked. “Will I need to rebuild the hallway as punishment for ripping it to pieces?”

           I heard the frustrated sigh he let out as his head landed between my shoulders softly. He put his hands on the counter in front of us.

           “I’m sorry, I lied,” he said.

           I froze. My brain wasn’t sure I heard that right.

           “Come again?” I said.

           “You really want me to pay, don’t you?” he whispered.

           “Very much,” I said.

           He pulled away from me.

           “I’m sorry, I lied to you,” he said again.

           Now I turned to face him. Scanning his face for any signs of deception. I didn’t see any, but it was Wesker.

           “Why? Does lying come that easily to you?” I asked.

           He visibly winced at that question.

           “Yes, considering the level I was at in the corporations I had to adapt quickly,” he said.

           I could tell this almost physically hurt for him to admit. Against my better judgment I decided to be forgiving. I wasn’t sure it would do any good.

           “Wesker, if you want to ‘win me over’ you have to never lie to me again. That’s all I ask,” I started. “Well, that and stop the sexual aggressiveness you seem to have towards me that I can literally smell.”

           He tilted his head slightly, confused.

           “You can smell arousal?” he asked.

           “Yes,” I said like he should definitely know that already.

           “That’s new,” he said. “I will have note that.”

           “You mean you didn’t know I could smell it?” I asked, surprised.

           “No, no one did until now,” he said.

           I sighed, now I really felt like a freak. I went to walk pass him and he grabbed my arm. I stepped back looking at him.

           “Since you can smell it, would you mind indulging me? Just a kiss, nothing more,” he asked.

           I rolled my eyes. I never said I wasn’t a complete idiot. He seemed genuine about the request. I just wasn’t sure which one of us would lose control first.

           “Indulge you? Are you sure you just want a kiss?” I asked.

           The look he gave me, even with sunglasses on, told me he definitely felt he needed more than that. I wasn’t sure how willing I was to give him what he wanted.  

           “Yes, and to last question, no,” he said gently pulling me back and hugging me to him.

           “Wesker,” I growled.

           My tail couldn’t curl that tightly to get to him. I could still stab him in the back but then I would be put out of my room while they cleaned it up.

           “You’re not going to give me a choice?” I asked.

           “You’re not exactly being fair,” he said leaning forward.

           “You lied to me,” I said.

           “I apologized. Would you like me to do it again?” he asked leaning forward.

           I could torture him more, but the nice side of me told not to. I sighed, I knew that I was going to regret this, but another part of me said “screw it”.

           “You’re lucky I feel like being nice,” I said.

           I lifted myself up on my toes. I pressed my lips against his. His hand tightened on my hips as he kissed me back harshly. My brain switched into a different mode. I don’t know why, but I lifted my leg to hook onto his hip. His hand slid down my hip, gripping my thigh.

           The kiss progressed. I could feel him getting hard. My tail lowered. Now that I wasn’t agitated there was no reason to be on the attack.

           “Mmm,” he groaned pulling away.

           I stayed silent. He leaned in and nuzzled my neck.

           “Why do you excite me so much?” he whispered into my neck.

           I didn’t have a legitimate answer for that. He lifted my other leg to hook it on his hip. I thought my weight would be bothersome. He turned, walking to the counter, and put me down on the counter. It was closer than the bed. My tail seemed to be on auto pilot. It moved out the way automatically. He was gently nibbling my neck. His hands were under my thighs. My arms went from his shoulders to his chest. Unzipping his top so I pull it off without tearing it. He had to momentarily remove his hands from thighs to he did so. When they came back one went to thigh and other went under my shirt. Squeezing my breasts gently. His other hand slid up the leg of my shorts and rubbed my clit.

           I moaned, more surprised than anything else. The nibbling turned into biting. Not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough the combination sent a tingle down my spine. My arms went around his neck as I leaned my head back against the cupboard.

           His hand at my breasts stopped momentarily to remove my shirt completely. I automatically lifted my arms. Since he had to stop biting me. He latched onto my lips again, my arms going to his chest again and sliding up around his neck. I felt his hand move away from my clit and start pulling off my shorts. I had to lift my butt a little so they could come off.

           His fingers came back and went inside me this time. His other hand disappeared, and I hear another zipper being undone. He had two fingers thrusting inside my pussy. I moaned into each kiss without being able to stop myself. He was a master at this, and I literally had no way to slow him down. Not that I wanted him to. It felt wonderful.

           When his fingers left me, he also broke the kiss. He reached up and took the sunglasses off. I hadn’t even really noticed they were still on. He placed them on the space next to us on the counter. A few long seconds later I felt his thick cock push against my entrance not meeting any resistance as the head of his cock pushed inside.

           He grunted slightly and my lulled back again.

           “Fuck,” I moaned, closing my eyes, as he pushed himself all the way in.

           He leaned in and latched on my neck. Biting hard enough to leave a bruise if my skin could bruise. I hooked my legs on his hips. Using them to keep him in place while he began to thrust in slowly. At some point my hands slid down his chest using my nails to rake down his skin. Leaving little pink lines.

           That seemed to trigger something in him. His hands let go of my thighs and he pulled out. I opened my eyes, confused. He pulled me off the counter and turned me away from him. Almost getting smacked with my tail. He pushed on my back. I was off balance, so I used the counter to catch myself as he pushed himself back in. My head almost bashed off the counter as he entered me again.

           He had one hand on my hip and the other on my shoulder. He slammed in with long, hard strokes. My brain shorted out completely. The moans turned into begging for more. He would occasionally lean down to kiss my spine and bit gently. I could feel the tingle building. His hand left my shoulder and tangled in my hair tugging me gently to straighten up slightly.

           The hair pulling sent another tingle down my spine. Causing me to shiver.

           “Are you that close already, Raven?” He growled in my ear.

           If he was expecting actual words to come out of me, he had way too high a hope for me. I just moaned as an answer. He chuckled and kissed my shoulder. He used the grip he had on my hair to pull me back against him. His hand left my hair and slide down my body and started rubbed my clit.

           I had to grip the counter as an earth-shattering orgasm hit me like a ton of bricks. The moan, scream, it was definitely a scream, that left me seemed to cause a chain reaction. I tightened around Wesker’s cock without thinking. My eyes rolled back in my head. Wesker’s cock twitched before I felt him release his load deep inside me as he attempted to pull out. The rest was on it ended up on my back and dripping down my very shaky legs.

           I was breathing heavily and bracing my weight on the counter. My legs wouldn’t support me, and my tail was also limp. I barely heard Wesker come up behind me.

           “That was intense,” he breathed helping to my feet.

           I was groggy and very tired. I needed a shower. I thought I had gained some strength back and attempted to walk. I nearly fell on my face.

           “Woah,” Wesker gasped as he caught me around my waist.

           “Shower,” I snapped.

           “As you wish,” he said and his lifted me into a bridal carry and walked me to the shower.

           He put me down and kept his hold on me as he turned on the water. I grabbed the only bar in the shower. Lowering myself to the floor while he exited the shower. The water was slowly warming up and I needed to find my strength. I also figured Wesker would get dressed and leave. However, to my surprise he reappeared and was completely naked. He stepped around me and into the warm spray and kneeled in front of me.

           “What?” I asked.

           He grabbed my chin and pulled me into a rough kiss. He gently nibbled my lower lip as he broke the kiss. Standing without saying anything. Leaving me to stare at his broad back in bewilderment. I was able to stand at that point, unassisted.

           “Wesker?” I called.

           He had his head under the spray. Washing his hair. He turned slightly to acknowledge my call.

           “Yes?” he answered.

           “We need to figure out what ‘we’ are,” I said.

           I saw muscle tense in his neck. I was very new to this...whatever it was, and I needed to define it so I could move on. I knew he also wasn’t wanting to shift focus at the moment.

           “Why?” he asked, turning to face me.

           I had to swallow the gasp that almost came out. He look gorgeous with his hair slicked back normally but this was different. It was in a more natural way.

           “Seriously? I can’t navigate the minefield known as ‘Albert Wesker’ without know the rules of engagement,” I snapped.

           I maneuvered around him to start scrubbing my tired body.

           “I,” he started. “I don’t know how to define what I want versus what need when it comes to you.”

           I paused the scrubbing, “Need?”

           “Yes, need. Not from the view the corporation, but personally,” he said. “I want to be able to do as you ask, but my position forces me to break promises. That’s never bothered me before. It wasn’t until I met you that my worldview changed. It’s not an easy thing for me to navigate.”

           I stood silently. Trying to arrange the words in my head accurately.

           “So, you knew when I asked you to be honest with me that you would break that promise? Why would you even agree to it?” I asked.

           “You were angry and scared. I wanted to...to give you something to hold onto. I knew I was already guilty for what happened to you. I didn’t know how else to get you to see me as not entirely terrible. I didn’t know how you would react,” he said.

           “Why do you care about how I feel?” I asked. “You had to realize I would eventually find out.”

           “Yes, but I thought I would have more time to explain it privately,” he said coming closer to me.

           He ran his fingers down my back, stopping at the base of my tail.

           “Then start explaining,” I said as I turned around.

           He looked down at me. I got the feeling he was searching for something in my face. I broke the eye contact to finish cleaning myself and rinsing off. It was when I was washing my hair that I felt him hug me.

           “Wesker, random shows of affection confuse me,” I said into his chest.

           He hugged me closer cradling my head against his chest.

           “It’s hard to express emotions with words, in my case, the appropriate ones anyway,” he said.

           “Then explain it in a way that makes sense,” I said looking up at him.

           He looked at me for a few seconds. Then he pulled me away slightly and raised his hand to stroke the side of my face gently. He leaned down and kissed me gently. One hand slide to base of my back and the other held my face.

           I was starting to realize the problem Wesker seemed to be having. He wasn’t used to caring about someone. I didn’t know what made me special enough to make him change. However, I now knew he had a soft spot for me, and it made him do things that didn’t come naturally. Affection wasn’t something he had a lot of knowledge of. He was also a rough personality so my super affectionate nature challenged him on a level he wasn’t familiar with.

           The kiss progressed and I pulled away almost breathless.

           “As much as I love long showers and make out sessions,” I started. “I really don’t want to be a prune.”

           Wesker chuckled and reached to turn off the water. He hadn’t let go of me yet.

           “Do you mind if I stay?” he asked.

           “Yes, you can stay” I said.

           I couldn’t tell him to leave. I would feel like the bad guy. He seemed surprised that I agreed. I pulled out of his embraced and went to grab a towel.

           “You never answered my question,” I said.

           “You’re right,” he said coming up behind me again. “What would you see us as?”

           “Well, consider the mind-blowing sex, we should be in a committed relationship. Like boyfriend/girlfriend,” I said.

           “I respond to you more like I’m your husband,” he said.

           I turned to stare at him, incredulously. He down at me like he didn’t understand the seriousness of his statement.

           “What?” he asked.

           “You do know what a husband is, right?” I asked.

           It may have sounded stupid, but I had to make sure he really understood.

           “Yes,” he said leaning down and kissing me quickly before stealing my towel.

           My tail shot out and wrapped around his ankle as he went to run. Almost throwing him off balance.

           “I deserved that, didn’t I?” he asked.

           I gave him a look.

           “There are more towels in the cupboard,” I said.

           I didn’t release his ankle until I had the towel back in my hand. I quickly dried off and went to pick the discard shirt and shorts. There was bin by the bathroom that I assumed was for clothing. It was too big to be a trash can. I dropped them in and placed the towel on the rack. Then headed for the bed.

           Wesker dried himself and walked toward the bed after putting the towel on the back of one of the chairs. I had laid down under the blanket. He crawled in behind me. Being careful to not lay on my tail. I had to curl my tail partly around my leg to keep track of where it was.

           “So, I guess I’m your wife now,” I said, quietly.

           “Mmm,” he had wrapped himself around me, hugging me to him. “You don’t have to agree to that. It won’t change how I respond to you.”

           I thought about that for a moment. I didn’t bother me. Nor did I feel pressured to think I couldn’t walk away from it.

           “Well, considering we can’t officially be married in the current state of the world. It’s fine,” I said. “Plus having you on a leash is almost better than the mind-blowing orgasms you give me.”

           He chuckled and I yawned. My body tired and so was my brain. I felt him kiss me neck before I drifted off to sleep.

To be continued...

Part 4

#albert wesker #fanfic #resident evil #part 3

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          I woke up, not in a room I recognized. I didn’t know what time it was. There was something off about my body. I couldn’t move. I then lifted my head and realized my body was in a hospital gown, not only that but I was strapped to the hospital bed.

           I hear the beeping of the monitor that was next to me. There was a bag of liquid hanging and administering a drip through a tube that no doubt led to my arm. Considering that this all generally freaked me out and my heart rate jumped.

           I heard the hiss of an automatic door. Not something I would have thought I would be hearing considering the state of the world.

           “You’re awake,” said a familiar male voice.

           “And strapped to a bed. Any ideas as to why?” I asked.

           He was silent and his normal perfect jaw was clenched, and a vein was popping in his neck. That didn’t fill me with a warm and fuzzy feeling. However, the silence meant something happened. Something he didn’t want to tell me.

           I heard the door open again and man in a lab coat walked in. 

           “Our sleeping beauty is awake,” he said.

           Wesker turned slightly. I followed his head to see the clear double-sided window. I almost died when I saw what it was, he didn’t want to tell me. 

           For one, my once dark brown eyes were blue, and cat-like. I couldn’t tell why I was strapped to the bed, but I noticed when I tried to shift, something on my lower back made itself known. It felt like there was a tube or something attached at the base of my spine. 

           “Can someone PLEASE tell me what the bloody hell is going on?” I snapped.

           The monitor went a little haywire and the lab coat backed up a little.

           Wesker, his usually silent self, walked to the bed and started unbuckling the straps. Both myself and the lab coat looked at him questioningly but for different reasons. When the straps were off the immediate need to use my legs was overwhelming. When I sat up the tube or whatever it was came free. Only it wasn’t tube. It was a tail and not a normal one. It matched my chocolate skin. It also was about two to three inches thick with a very sharp stinger-looking end.

           I jumped up almost pulling the IV out of my arm. Wesker’s hand stopped me and removed the IV gently. He threw the IV line back on the bed. He stood off to the side. I took in the full view of the image of me in a hospital gown, with the tail that was about six to eight feet long. 

           I twirled around like an idiot trying to figure out how the hell it even got there. The lab coat coughed to get my attention. Wesker put his hand up towards him, in a way to tell him to wait. 

           I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to know how the new appendage got there. The eyes were one thing. I turned back to the window and really looked at the shape and color. That’s when it hit me, like a ton of bricks.

           “This! You did this!” I snapped whipping around.

           The new tail had a mind of it own and it whipped out and almost stabbed Wesker in the chest. However, he was just as quick and caught it inches from his chest. Smiling slightly, he turned to the lab coat and nodded his head. I hadn’t a clue what that meant but the lab coat left the room. 

           Turning back to me, “This was not intentional.”

           “What in the fuck else would it be?” I growled out.

           I was trying, without success, to pull my tail out of his hand. He tightened his grip and yanked really hard. Pulling me into him. He let go my tail and wrapped his arms around me. Lowering one hand down to the base of my spine to grab the base of my tail slightly bending it inward. The pain that caused halted any further assaults on his person.

           “You have to let me explain. Causing me pain doesn’t help, just puts you in more danger,” he whispered in my ear as he used his other hand to cradle my head into his shoulder. 

           I didn’t know what to do. I was at a crossroads between nuzzling against him and ripping him a new one. The weird part was I knew affection was not part of his skill set. That much I had been able to figure out.

           A part of him called to something within me. I wasn’t sure what it was.

           “What happened to me?” I asked softly.

           His hand on my tail loosened and pulled me away from him slightly. His sunglasses hid his eyes. However, something told me I wasn’t about to get good news.

           “Well, you remember our little one-night stand.” He started. “Well it seems that I wasn’t nearly as good at pulling out as I thought.”

           I looked at him at as if he had lost his mind. I wasn’t entirely sure I understood what he was trying to tell me. The significance of what he said was lost on me, not because I didn’t understand. No, because I wasn’t sure how that tied into me growing a tail.

           “Explain, please. There has to be more to this. I know I can get pregnant from that but that doesn’t explain the tail,” I said.

           He let go of me and walked towards the counter. I didn’t follow. He picked up a tablet. I wanted to know but I hadn’t expected to see video proof of it.

           “The following morning you didn’t wake up. You were sweating and breathing like your throat had closed up.” He handed me the tablet. “I quickly checked your body for signs of mutation. However, the mutation was going on inside.”

           “You were hot to the touch and I had to dress you before I could bring you here. I had them sedate you. The tail started to snap and break the bones of your spine. Merging them together so your body was able to support the new weight. I knew the pain was something you wouldn’t be able to handle awake.”

           “They strapped you to the bed more so to keep your tail from hurting you or anyone working on you. They took samples and ran tests. All confirming what I had already knew was happening. You’ve been infected. And it was my fault. I didn’t think seminal fluid would do this much damage.”

           I hit the play icon of the tablet. The video started with me being brought in. Wesker was carrying me. He called for someone to get me a bed. Then when I was placed in the bed, I saw my body quake violently. I almost dropped the tablet. 

           It looked like something was ripping through every part of me. I saw my veins turn black under my skin and my skin was darkening. I could tell whatever was happening was more upsetting to Wesker at the time of the video. I actually heard his voice turn to a growl as he barked orders to save me. He seemed to almost lose control as they moved as quickly as they could to get IV line in and set things up to keep me alive. 

           Then I saw my body go still. I could see I was still breathing and had a heartbeat. However, my skin had started to returned to normal color. I could tell they hadn’t even put anything in my system yet. My veins returned to normal. I wasn’t sure what to make of this part of the video. Everyone stopped. Wesker whipped around to yell at them, but someone put their hand up to stop him.

           They motioned to him to look at me. He edged close enough to see that I wasn’t dying. Then my body shifted. I lifted like a worm from the bed for a second. My heart rate went up again. There was a monitor I couldn’t see that someone was pointing to. Someone ordered me to be flipped onto my side. That’s when I saw what Wesker had mentioned earlier.

           My spine was bending and breaking audibly. It made me wince watching my body act on its own. I watched as something was crawling through my skin into my spine. Like it was feeding something. My body was shaking again. Then the panic in the room went up when I flat lined, but I could see I was definitely still breathing. 

           Then everything went a little crazy. They all started doing things. They put my back on my back. They started the IV’s and the oxygen mask. One of them stated they couldn’t get my pulse. I knew that should mean I was dead. However, my heart jump started itself as they were about to use the defibrillator.

           At this point I was more miffed than they were as to how any of this was possible. I should have turned into something by now. Yet, I was still human-looking. I was breathing. I was sweating. Wesker was off screen at this point in the video. I heard him yell for a full diagnostic on me. 

           Something else became apparent when I heard him say that. He had no clue what just happened it concerned him. I couldn’t tell if he could feel fear, but from the response of the lab coats in the room I could tell that something was very usual about what just occurred. They seemed to have never seen anything like this before. Not that that filled me with the warm and fuzzies about the whole situation. 

           The rest of the video was just them strapping me to the bed and occasional lab coats coming in to check on my condition. I wasn’t about to watch all of that. So, I pressed the screen and saw the time length at the bottom. I dragged it until I saw something poking out from the cloth that was covering me. The tail had taken almost 4 hours to break and reconstruct my spine to accommodate the new appendage. 

           That was when they also had come to check my vitals again. This time they opened my eyes and the person almost jumped out of his skin. He said for someone to call Wesker. It would seem that in the same time the tail was growing my eyes had shifted to the bright blue and my pupils changed shape. Wesker joined them as they walked back in. He raised an eyebrow. I rolled my eyes. He seemed calm. I couldn’t see if that was because I wasn’t dead or because now, he knew he hadn’t killed me with sex.

           The video ended a few seconds later. I looked up at him and handed him the tablet back. 

           “It seems your DNA did something to the virus that wasn’t something we had encountered before,” he said taking the tablet and putting it back on the counter.

           “Meaning what, exactly?” I asked.

           “Meaning, that you’re very unique. We don’t know what exactly you are to honest. The tail was never something we have ever seen happen,” he said.

           “You keep saying ‘we’. Who the bloody hell is ‘we’?” I asked.

           “He would be talking about the Umbrella Corporation,” said a female voice.

           I snapped around and saw a hologram of a little girl.

           “Meet the Red Queen,” said Wesker, not the least bit surprised.

           I wasn’t sure whether or not to slap him or freak out. The Red Queen then disappeared and reappeared next to Wesker. I wasn’t entirely sure I wanted to explore anything that involved a Corporation that seemed to responsible for the apocalypse. There had been rumors and now I knew that they were exactly what people had been too dumb to figure out. 

           I knew I needed to figure out what was going on. There was no way we were still in Washington anymore. Plus, there was a significant absence of the people I had seen before. 

           “What happened to the White House?” I asked.

           There was a deliberate attempt to pretend he didn’t hear me. He turned towards the hologram girl and nodded. He picked up of the tablet. He started heading for the door.

           “What happened in Washington?!” I snapped, my tail acting on my heightening aggression.

           It whipped out and stabbed the floor a step from where Wesker would have been about to step. He stopped and turned back slightly, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. 

           “I am getting the hang of this,” I said more surprised that I aimed correctly.

           I could tell he was debating whether or not to fight with me. A part of him called for it happen. I don’t know how I knew this, but I knew. 

           “What. Happened. In. Washington?” I asked again, pointedly.

           He sighed and turned around to face me.

           “The White House no longer exists,” he said.

           I wasn’t sure what the hell that actually meant. 

           “What?” I asked.

           He seemed really hesitant to answer the question fully. 

           “It was disposed of,” he said.

           “You mean you blew it up?” I asked rather taken aback.

           His silence only made me feel worse about what I had just asked. This wasn’t something I wanted to think about. The implication that he had killed everyone that I had just met. I would have yelled but I didn’t know what to say. 

           “Why didn’t you just leave me,” I asked, pulling my tail out of the floor.

           He seemed rather surprised by the question and just stared at me for a moment. 

           “I wish I had an answer for that,” he said. “I don’t know. Maybe I felt more responsible for you than I did the others. Their fate was already decided but you hadn’t been there for that.”

           I felt sick to my stomach. I was spared only because I was ‘fresh meat’ essentially. That because I had slept with him, I was, in his mind, a little more important than the other people at that current moment.

           I realized I had jumped from one life and death situation to a completely new one. Only now I didn’t have a choice in the matter of my own body. I wasn’t human anymore. I didn’t want to be a monster. However, I had no idea what the hell to do about it now. 

           I shifted back to the bed and curled in on myself. I just started crying. I felt utterly defeated and alone. Again. I couldn’t save anyone, and they had been taken from me before I could even get to know them. I heard him walk towards me. My tail whipped out protectively or out of anger and slashed him on the cheek. He stopped. I think even he knew that I wasn’t in any mood to be consoled by him, of all people, monsters, whatever.

           His footsteps went to the door and exited. Once alone an overwhelming agony consumed me. It wasn’t exactly physical, but more emotional. I was sad, angry, and generally unstable. I don’t know when I stopped crying or when I got off the bed. However, when I finally stopped seeing red, I was in the middle of a very destroyed room. The double-sided window was the only thing untouched. 

           The bed, monitors, everything was completely destroyed. I was breathing like I’d run 5 triathlons. I dropped to the floor, very exhausted. Also, very hungry. Another thought that now mad itself known: I had no idea what this new body’s diet would consist of. Eating anything that wasn’t normal made my stomach lurch and my head spin. At this point I hear the door open.

           I was more surprised that I left that intact during my rampage. The lab coat seemed terrified to be in there at all at that moment.

           “I won’t hurt you,” I said, holding up my hands as a peaceful gesture.

           He seemed more terrified by that. I look at my hands and realized I had grown talons. Very sharp, dangerous looking talons. I put them behind my back and found the strength to create a safe amount of distance from him while they unknowingly receded to my normal nails.

           The feeling of being feared was not something I had ever experienced before. I didn’t like it and didn’t plan on getting used to it. Wesker was going to pay for this. I just had to figure out how. 

           Then the hologram girl showed up again, “Project Raven, we have new room set up for you. Please follow me.”

           ‘Project’, I thought, sighing.

           I closed my eyes in frustration as I went the long way around the room to the door. I followed the Red Queen through maze of hallways to a simple furnished flat. There was a bed and other necessary items. Also, I saw a neatly folded pile of clothing. 

           “This will be your new home while you’re here. Feel free to make any request for room modifications you need,” said Red Queen before abruptly disappearing.

           I went for the clothing first. I picked them up and headed to the shower unit that was along the adjacent wall to the bed. It was separated by a wall from the rest of the room. I assume they wanted me to get the illusion of privacy out of my head. I started the shower and set the clothes off to the side on the small side table. I tore off the hospital gown. The hot spray almost instantly made me feel better. My new muscles were sore and tired. The hot water was exactly what I needed. I quickly dried off and examined my new clothing.

           They had chosen a deep blue long sleeve almost spandex-like crop top. The top accentuated the DD’s that I was graced with. I rolled my eyes. The entire middle section where my cleavage would be normally be covered was missing. The pants were even less appealing. They were similar in material, but black and had a small ‘v’ in the rear to accommodate my new appendage. They were like leggings. I sighed. I wasn’t about to complain about this. I was now their “property”. 

           I started to put the clothing on and heard the door open. I could sense exactly who it was. Wesker walked into the center of the room and stopped. Pretending to wait for me to finish dressing.

           “I see you had some design input on my outfit,” I said walking back to the bed.

           I seemed to missing shoes. I checked under the bed to find wedge-heel ankle boots. The heel was at least five to six inches. I put on the soft black socks that were inside them and slipped them on. Keeping my back turned to him on purpose. I could tell he was looking at my ass, but I made it look as if that was unintentional.

           “I think I have some explaining to do,” he said as I stood.

           “Loads,” I said, plopping on the bed and laying back.

           I had a feeling he would try a seduction tactic. It could smell a scent, a hormonal one, coming off him. My tail flicked out and stopped inches from his face. I wasn’t not in the mood for that shit right now.

           “Are you denying that you enjoyed it as much as I did? Or keeping me from trying it again?” he remarked.

           “Both,” I said.

           I wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction of reminding me of my first taste of extreme pleasure. Not after what he had known was going to happen to everyone else. 

           There was a table in the center of the room, and he sat down in one of the chairs. I sat up and decided to test my own mental and sexual patience. I walked over to the table and sat down across from him.

           “The plan was my effort to kill Alice for the last time,” he said.

           “Do I want to know why?” I asked.

           “Probably not,” he answered.

           “Alice doesn’t seem all that important. Plus, you had a whole organization working for you,” I said. “I don’t see why you still didn’t just leave me.”

           He was silent for a moment before readjusting himself to lean forward with his elbows on his knees and his chin in his hands.

           “Alice, like you, bonded with the virus. She gained regenerative abilities, strength, and agility. She went against the corporation and was trying to expose us. However, by the time that was figured out things had gotten out of hand.” he said. 

           “Virus?” I asked.

           “I should have backed up a bit. The Umbrella Corporation was experimenting with a virus that had bioweapon capability. Alice and another agent were in charge of security at the facility at Raccoon City. However, it was found that she was leaking information about the deadliness of the virus.”

           “A team was sent to secure the facility, however none of them made it out. Alice and one other person, who had been a partner to the mole that Alice was in contact with, made it out. So, they infected her and the other person with virus after the first outbreak at the facility went into lockdown and she was caught as they were leaving the house above the facility. They had successfully kept the virus from reaching the public. However, a curious researcher made the mistake of reopening the facility and releasing the creatures that the virus had infected and lab experiments from the facility into the populace.”        

           “So, someone was dumb enough to open the the place back up,” I said.

           I remember being in college years ago when this all just started. It was a conspiracy theorist dream when they saw the videos. It took a short amount of time to spread across the world. They were the cause of this apocalypse. Now I was a fortunate accident. Another person to poke at with the deadly virus coursing through them that was not technically dead. I was a living anomaly. 

           “That released the virus into the public space. It being adaptive. It spread very quickly,” he said.

           “Fast forward to now. Alice probably didn’t appreciate the original idiots.  Plus, her inside knowledge made her smart enough to be one of the few who could use the abilities they gave her to fight back,” I said. “And now they want her dead.”

           He nodded. I sat back in my chair, then standing up and walking to the counter not far from the table. The fact that Alice was dead along with tons of others bothered me. I couldn’t wrap my head around the simple fact that I was spared because he wanted to keep me close to him. That actually reminded me of the small but large detail I forgot to mention about our little lovemaking session.

           “Did you know about me when you kissed me that night?” I asked.

           I knew he didn’t, but I didn’t want to admit it until I was forced to. 

           “Know what about you? What do you mean?” he asked generally confused. 

           “Interesting,” I said.

           I heard him stand and come to a stop about three feet behind me. 

           “Is there something I needed to know about that night that you failed to mention?” he asked.

           “Well, I figured guys had more of a radar for that stuff,” I said stupidly.

           This was more embarrassing now that I wasn’t human and because he wasn’t a premium choice of male as far as mural compasses was concerned. He was silent for second. I could almost feel him thinking. He chuckled lightly. And reached for a strand of my black hair, twirling it around his finger.

           “No wonder you exceptionally tight,” he remarked.

           I knew he was smiling. I was not about to turn around and face him. I knew my poker face wasn’t that strong. I just stood there waiting to what his next move would. Why would my only lapse in judgement put me in the middle of this...shit storm? 

           I was now the property of a murderous company who plays with deadly viruses. A current strain of the virus that was now firmly attached to my genetic code. I felt Wesker close the gap between us. My tail moved instinctually into his view. I wasn’t sure I wanted to continue this ‘relationship’. I had known him for less than a day and then slept with him. 

           Now, however many days later, lots of people were dead by his hand and he wanted me. Why? It was a question that rang through my head like a huge cathedral bell. Why was I his vice? 

           “This isn’t what I want, Wesker,” I finally said after a few long moments of silence.

           “And what exactly do you want?” he asked, still playing with my hair. 

           He found any excuse, one being my hair, to gently touch my exposed skin.

           I turned around, moving my tail out of view. 

           “I want you to be honest with me,” I said. “And I am not going to be a plaything. Period.”

           I wasn’t entirely sure what face I was wearing but he seemed to understand what I was referring to.

           “You’re going to make me work for it, aren’t you?” he asked with a heavy sigh.

           I could only nod before I used my tail to push him out of the way gently. The stinger on the end of it looked like it could do a lot of damage if I wasn’t extremely careful. I walked away from him to the bed. I don’t know why but I felt extremely tired again. I plopped down on it.

           “If your trying to turn me into a good man, I’m not sure I can be that. However, stranger things have happened. So, I’ll adhere to your request, where I can,” he said as he exited my room.

           I took off my shoes. I had intended to explore but sleep was winning the current battle for dominance in my body. I bundled myself under the blanket and went to sleep. My dreams weren’t calm. I dreamed about losing control of whatever was now a part of me. I saw the level of destruction that it caused and that made the madness within me spiral out of control.

To be continued...

Part 3

#albert wesker #fanfic #resident evil #part2