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Blissful Pistol

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ft Jill Valentine x Female Reader

content 4k words [ Gunplay, vaginal fingering, public sex, oral sex, humiliation, reader talks down on them self, insecurity ]

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You're a fresh-faced rookie cop, in the East Office of the Raccoon City Police Department. Your pen shakes in your hand as you clutch onto your clipboard, the only thing keeping you tethered to reality. You can still feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins from the last bust you and your more experienced partner made. But now, they've left you alone to deal with the endless stacks of paperwork. You often wondered if you’d be able to keep it together and prove yourself as a worthy member of the force.

You were experiencing a deep sense of insecurity that had taken hold of you. Everywhere you turned, it seemed as though there were people in higher positions of authority who took great pleasure in making you feel small and insignificant…

At the moment, the truth behind said matter didn't seem relevant to you. You had more important things on your mind, particularly Jill Valentine. She was a member of the S.T.A.R.S Team and had received extensive military combat training, earning her a reputation as a total badass among your peers. You admired her courage, intelligence, and loyalty, but she intimidated you beyond belief. To make matters worse, you were incredibly attracted to her.

The way she carried herself was both alluring and intimidating.

Her tactical duty belt perfectly accentuated the natural curve of her hips and had a feminine yet confident sway as she walked

while her holster rested snugly against her thigh. Her pistol hugs her leg in a way that sends a dangerously warm feeling that rises from the deepest parts of your stomach, flooding your entire body with shameful arousal, you shamefully imagined how fucking good that holster would look gripping her bare thigh.

It was wrong, no doubt about it, was inappropriate to think of a coworker like that, especially Jill Valentine. She deserves the utmost respect. Yet here you were disrespecting her merely by your pathetic thoughts

God, you hated yourself

Time has passed, and you've hardly made any progress on your report. You lean back in your chair at your desk, feeling frustrated. If you can't even organize your thoughts, there's no way you'll be able to finish your paper. You sit up and consider taking a walk to clear your head. No one would mind, right? This work is emotionally draining, and you need some time to refocus and get your head straight

You are certain that one of your colleagues had just thrown a teasing remark "Where are you off to, rookie?" towards you, but you weren't paying much attention to your surroundings due to your preoccupation with other thoughts. Moreover, their teasing tone only further disheartened you.

You strolled through the main hall and unconsciously made your way upstairs until you realized just where exactly you were headed, past the S.T.A.R.S office. You stopped in your tracks. God, you were such a creep “There seriously had to be something malformed in your perverse brain” You ridiculed yourself.

As the door screeched open, you barely registered the sound, lost in your thoughts. But then, a voice like that of an angel, or perhaps a goddess, spoke to you in a concerned tone, and you were jolted back to reality. You found yourself face to face with her, struggling to speak as you lingered nervously on your words. "I'm sorry," you finally managed to say, "I didn't quite hear you."

"Hey there, I was just checking on you," the woman in front of you said with a gentle smile. Her expression, however, seemed to be questioning. It had just dawned on you that you had been standing outside the S.T.A.R.S office for so long. You couldn't possibly get any more embarrassing, could you?

"Right!" you spoke weakly before coughing to clear your throat. "Sorry, I was just trying to clear my mind and got lost in my thoughts." You chuckled but immediately regretted it. Sure, you make a fool out of yourself sometimes, but in front of Jill? You should be ashamed of yourself.

Before you have a chance to overthink it any further, she speaks up and says 'All good, no worries.' She tilts her head with a sincere smile that you can't help but return. She is such an endearing woman. 'If you'd like, you can come in and have a coffee with me?' she asks, gesturing towards the S.T.A.R.S. office.

You could feel your face burning from excitement, and you really were hoping she wouldn't notice it, Jill was inviting you for a cup of coffee with her. Sure, it was in the workplace, but nonetheless, this was the closest you'd ever been to her, and you could feel it burning you from the inside out.

“Yes, I’d really like that!” You responded trying not to sound too excited before she turned from you, signaling for you to follow her as she held the office door open for you, letting you walk ahead in front of her before following in.

Jill holding the door open for you was such a small gesture, but it drove you mad with want and desire. She's such a gentleman, really,

One foot in front of the other, you walked into the S.T.A.R.S office, taking in your surroundings you were quick to notice it was only you and Jill in the room together. Even when you doubled back and looked in the armory still, no one but you and her. Jill made her way to the corner counter where the coffee machine sat and started to pour herself and you a cup as well. You felt your stomach begin to ache with anxiety. You couldn’t shake the feeling. Maybe it was just from being alone with such a beautiful woman that made you feel so uneasy?

You peeked in from the opposite direction, catching sight of her gun holster squeezing her thigh, allowing flesh to spill slightly from beneath its tightly-strapped straps. It sure was tight, As she turned to the side, her gun was finally within your sight, pressed snugly against her well-defined thigh. It was almost as if she were taunting you. The sight alone was enough to make you sigh out wantingly. Perhaps that was what brought you back once again to reality

Jill leaned back against the counter and crossed her legs, allowing your eyes to roam freely over her thigh as she conversed, "Something catch your gaze?"

The realization came upon you like a wave of nauseating fear. You'd been exposed; caught red-handed staring at her gun snuggled up so tightly against her thigh, She knew exactly the kind of despicable character you were.

And then you catch her expression; not one of disgust, to your amazement, but of amusement. Yes; she was smiling at you. No... she was smirking at you. Did she like this? Was she enjoying this?

The flow of your thoughts was abruptly brought to a halt as Jill continued speaking, “You think I don't notice you always eye-fucking me?” her voice still bearing an unreadable tone. Yet, the way in which she was leaning, the smirk plastered across her face, these things could only foretell one thing: you were in trouble. Whether it was the type of trouble that’d entice you, hadn't had a clue. But one thing was for certain, the fate of this encounter was soon to unfold.

You stood there, feeling like a deer captured in the headlights. Jill wasn't having it, though - she made that abundantly clear.

"Come to me," she declared, her tone suggesting that was the lesser of two options. "Better yet..." she followed up with an abrupt pause before finishing her demand: "Crawl to me."

that last line shook you to your core. Your fear and anxiety surged as you felt the inevitable, humiliating moment fast approaching.

Your heart was pounding, and your legs trembled as you reluctantly sunk to the floor on your hands and knees and crawled towards her. If you had any dignity left, it was soon to be vacated. This was degrading, humiliating - the way she was staring at you, the way she commanded your actions - yet, there was an undeniable pull towards this woman that you couldn't deny. You looked up at her with pitiful eyes, She matched your gaze, staring down at you like you were already hers,

You moved with deliberate movements as you crept over to Jill, feeling every inch of your thighs rubbing together with every movement. Your body and mind were no longer at war with one another,

When you finally reached her, your gaze remained locked with hers, unable to break free. She had a satisfied look on her face as she leaned down and grasped your chin, pulling you close. "I knew it," she confessed, clearly aware of how your restless eyes had been roaming over her after all this time. You'd feel embarrassed by her statement if it weren't for the fact that you've already sunken to the floor for her.

Her grip on your chin tightened while her other hand traced your jaw, brushing your hair from your face. Her eyes gazed at you with a newfound affection and eagerness. Then, without warning or explanation, she closed the space between you both, her lip slightly parted. She moved her hand to the back of your head to grip onto your hair aggressively, her lips against yours, Your nerves were on fire, and your whole body tingled feeling her lips moving against yours.

She pulled away gradually, a line of saliva connecting your lips. She let go of you harshly, which left you feeling as if you'd done something wrong. You look up at her, leaning up and reaching into her holster to pull out her pistol “So, this is what you wanted?” she questions you, looking pretty entertained

You felt embarrassment build up in your stomach but knew it was best to push that down. Besides, Jill Valentine wouldn't tolerate it. You look up at her with an illusion of confidence, “Yes” ma’am” You nod to her,

To your disarray, she responds by laughing in your face.

Your so-called confidence drops. She must think you're pathetic.

Smiling down at you, she praises “Cute.” This was all she needed to say before she ran her fingertip along the trigger of the pistol in her hand. You weren't scared at all. She was a trained professional. There's no way that she could slip up and hurt you. You knew that for sure — you trusted her.

She watched as your needy eyes followed her fingers, dancing over the trigger as you let out an involuntary whimper that immediately had Jill’s eyes darting straight toward you.

She hummed to herself as if she had gotten a sick idea. She pushes you back a bit, exposing your clothed body to her better. You sat back on your elbows, fear, and arousal in your eyes, looking up at her pitifully.

She traced your upper torso with the pistol in a sensuous manner, reaching down with her other hand she testingly unbuttons the top button of your shirt before looking into your eyes as a way to ask you if this was alright, “Please, Jill” the slightest whisper escaping your lips as an answer to her unspoken question.

With a pleased look plastered on her face, she starts unbuttoning the rest, cool air hitting your chest, and stomach, making your back arch slightly to the temperature.

There you were, sprung out across the floor, balancing yourself on your elbows for her with your shirt barely opened and barely clinging to your body. She inched herself closer to kneel between your legs. She was so close to you that it all felt so fucking real, no longer a pathetic fantasy; it was real.

Jill traces your bra with the muzzle of the gun

“I think it's time this goes too. Yeah, honey?”

Her pet name for you made your heart flutter “You should get this off me” You sounded so out of breath it was humiliating.

Jill reached behind you to unhook your bra. You moved around to help her fully take it off of you.

Jill sat back in awe at your half-naked physique below her. She looked so proud of herself as well,

She eyed your tits, watching your chest rise and fall with every breath you took,

You inhale sharply, and your breathing becomes more erratic.

Now she was the one doing all the eye fucking.

She returned to her pistol in hand and began tracing your bare tits. You could feel your nipples harden under the cold metal of the pistol, her other hand shifting down to between your legs.

Using her middle and ring finger, she slides over your clothed pussy which instantly made you gasp and arch and whine out an “Oh, Jill” to her,

She loved the way her name sounded coming from your pretty mouth.

She leaned down to you once again placing a wet kiss on your chest before moving your lips down to your nipples, taking them into her mouth and teasing her teeth over the now overly sensitive bud, you involuntarily squeeze your thighs around her hips which was now snug up against your aching clothed cunt. Fuck, it was torture, you needed more.

she looks up at you while her tongue circles around your hard, sensitive nipple. The intimidation from her gaze alone could break you. You throw your head back with a pathetic cry for her.

She takes that as a request, raising back up she grabs you by your belt hoops and steadied you into place before unbuttoning your pants and practically ripping both your pants and panties off in one go, she discards them to the side for now, as they're no longer needed.

Your body shivered in anticipation, every nerve feeling as if it were on fire. Your pussy is now positioned right in front of Jill’s face as she gets down to its level, your enlarged puffy clit along with the wetness that soaks your folds is only just begging for Jill’s love.

You look down at Jill between your thighs, hand now gripping it harshly,

She sinks in and places an opened-mouth kiss on your clit, you felt completely out of control, your hips twitching causing a new wave of trembling and shivers as you arched and gasped for her.

She passionately licked and sucked on your pussy collecting all the wetness on her tongue before settling down and tongue fucking your entrance,

Shit, it was almost painful how fucking badly you needed this; how badly you needed her.

You grunted, feeling left breathless and heaving, eyes squeezing shut from pure ecstasy, tears slowly trickling down your face,

She broke away from you, “I know what you’d like” she exclaimed before picking her pistol back up and unloading it, before cocking it back and laying the muzzle right against your puffy fucked out clit,

She pulls the trigger of the unloaded pistol, which causes it to pulse heavenly against your clitoris

“Fuck! Fuck.. Fuck!” you shriek out as your elbows lose their balance, and you collapse against the hard, cold ground, thighs rapidly shaking with no control,

“Sweetheart” hearing her sweet voice brought you out of your haze “You need to shut up” Her tone changes, which almost makes you flinch,

The realization hit you then and there that you hadn't even considered the possibility of someone else walking in or hearing you. Your nervous system was instantly flooded with adrenaline, the thought of someone stumbling in and seeing you exposed on the floor with Jill Valentine between your thighs teasing you with her fucking gun caused your breathing to quicken and your throat to become dry.

The sudden awareness of people walking and talking behind the closed door behind you sent a shiver down your spine and caused your breathing to quicken even further. The noise of their footsteps and voices, however, was barely audible over the sound of your own rapid breathing, unfortunately so, it appears to you that you lacked the dignity to do anything about it at the moment and turned back to face Jill.

With the muzzle now wet from your pussy and with the sudden movement of her pulling it away which causes you to shiver and shudder in sudden embarrassment. The pistol was dripping in your wetness, your breath growing hot and heavy, her pulling away only made you want her back more, the tingling sensation in your chest intensified as she forced the muzzle between your now plumped lips,

Fuck, you could taste yourself on it.

You felt your clit twitch as Jill’s other hand creeps back down to between your thighs, her fingers slipping between your folds, filling in your cunt you happily accepted her.

Her fingers slid deep into your pussy to the point where her palm rested against your clitoris.

You began to fuck yourself against Jill’s hand, she began mouth fucking you with her pistol, pumping it in and out between your pretty lips.

“Such a greedy girl” she cooed at you, causing a broken whine muffled by the pistol in your mouth to barely escape your lips

It was all too much; you could feel your saliva dripping down the corners of your mouth where your lips were sore from being stretched over the pistol, the drool trickled down your chin falling onto your chest like a gentle caress, causing a wave of goosebumps to spread across your entire body.

Her fingers started pumping rapidly in and out of your soaked pussy, wet sounds filling the room along with your swift muffled breaths.

As you lie there in her grip, your eyes locked with hers as the sensation builds up deep inside you. By the way, your chest is rising and the broken-up whimpers barely escaping your lips, she knows she’s about to finish you off. She leans over to talk you through this gently and softly spoken “It’s okay love,” she reassures you; she looked so beautiful looking down at you while filling both your mouth and pussy up, her face glistening with a light layer of sweat.

“Don’t fight it, let it build up honey”

her pace fastens which causes your hips to shoot up in shock from the added friction, which only made her fuck her fingers deeper into your soaked cunt.

As you feel the sensation coursing through you, you instinctively shut your eyes and tilt your head back. At that moment, a gentle voice whispers "Sweetheart" to you, like an angel sent to guide you through this moment of distress. "Look at me," the voice continues, "don't think of anything else." You meet her gaze with a furrowed brow, but at that moment, you trust her more than anyone.

The pressure builds inside of you, your body still buzzing from the intense buildup, causing you to involuntarily jolt as Jill pulls her pistol away from your mouth. Instead of the rough, harsh texture of the metal barrel, she replaces it with the soft and gentle touch of her lips, placing them gently against yours.

The kiss is gentle and soft, her warm, soft lips pressed against yours as she whined softly against your mouth. Her eyes fluttering shut, as you gently lift her hair behind her ear and caress her jawline, returning the kiss to her. The closeness and intimacy of the kiss, combined with the built-up pressure and the sudden calm sensation of Jill's soft touch, makes everything feel heavenly for that moment.

Jill pulled back from the kiss and adoringly looked into your blown-out pupils. She watched them widen as your breath hitched and hips stuttered

“Oh, baby, that's right” she praises to you as your pussy clenched around her fingers pumping in and out of you blissfully

You both looked longingly into the eyes of the other as your built-up tension finally washed over you.

You finished hard on her fingers, cum spilling out from your pussy.

Jill allowed you to ride out your high on her fingers until your thighs stopped quivering, and you collapsed against the cold flooring once again.

Every nerve in your body felt numb. She slowly pulled her fingers out of your pussy careful not to cause too much discomfort in you.

You winced at the loss of her inside you, she gave you a grunt in response, looking very satisfied with both you and herself.

She gently lifts your head off the ground and guides you to sit in her lap, “Here baby, I got you” she said comfortingly.

You look up at her. Her expression reads adoration as she smiles down at you affectionately and tenderly.

Your whole body feels drained, but she just holds you, placing soft kisses on your temple until you catch your breath.

She reaches behind you, sliding your bra back on you, kissing your neck as she clasps the back of it. She pulls your shirt on and buttons the front of it without pulling away from placing loving kisses all over your chest first.

"Wait here, sweetheart," she said as she reached behind her to the corner counter beside the coffee machine for some napkins. After retrieving them, she turned back to you and offered to help clean you up. It was a sweet and kind gesture, and in that moment, it felt like she truly was an angel.

After helping you get yourself put back together, Jill helps stand you up and gazes at you with a contented and satisfying look on her face as she buttons your pants for you. Her eyes lock with yours as she leans in to give you one final kiss on the lips, this one feeling different from the rest. The atmosphere around you feels different, the entire room changing in tone with the intensity and emotion of this final kiss. You've never felt so loved and taken care of before, and there is a sense of warmth that washes over you as the kiss ends. You wondered if she felt it as well.

The walk back to the East Office was painful, every nerve in your body was screaming to turn around and go back and be in her arms again. The desire to feel her softly touching you all over like you'd break if she weren't careful, You wondered if she felt the same way, if this was just a one-time thing, or if it meant anything to her at all? I mean for fucks sake she kissed you like you were hers.

You had no time to overthink it as you had a lot of work to finish at your desk.

The routine of the day went on as the work piled up, and the day finally rolled around for you to clock out and head home, a palpable sense of melancholy filling you as the sounds of chatter and footsteps filled the office around you. Walking out of your workstation with head down and eyes forward, you didn't hear the light panting footsteps behind you as you pushed the exit door open.

“Hey!”

The sudden sound of a voice, angelic and familiar, called out your name and filled your ears as you spun around with a startled gasp, meeting her gaze.

“I’d really like to see you again.”

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