Jill Valentine👆👆👆
Claire's POV
"Mommy I do not want you to leave daddy alone" one of the girls cried and Wesker tilt his head at the child.
"Okay you both be quiet now, your father may be sleeping" Jill stated as she gathered her kids like a hen gathering het eggs to sit on.
Okay maybe that was a awful simile. Jill's gaze then fell on Wesker and I.
"Guys you don't have to do this" Jill begged and Wesker who had a door in two pieces glared over his shoulder at Jill.
"And why had you not made mention of this before woman?" He asked and kicked him in the back of the leg.
"Jill you and Chris faced some much together, if you give up on him he may never come around" I told my sister in law and best friend.
"He does not love me anymore Claire" she told me and Wesley considered her statement for a moment.
"The fact that he may be sleeping with other women, perhaps" Wesker told her as he adjusted his gloves.
I kicked him harder than before. Why must he be so damn blunt?
"Christopher Redfeild!" I yelled as I stepped in the new opening created by my husband. Jill followed with the girls and as expected Wesker thought on the fact that he would be entering my brothers home.
Oh for crying out loud!
"Where were you, where are the kids?" And my intoxicated brother pulled me by my elbows. Apparently he saw Jill Valentine standing before him and she decided to dye her hair red.
I tugged free, my answer being a harsh punch to his lips. His blood was now on hand and he was neatly seated in the sofa.
"Pleasure to the eyes" Albert remarked and Jill shot him a glare. He simply smiled at her and she shook her head at the blond.
"Explain why Jill should have to doubt her love for you?" I asked and Chris reached for a bottle of water only to drink heavily.
"Claire?" He asked and when his eyes fell on Jill they brightened. You are leaving me aren't you? That was they read.
Wesker stood next to me and I gazed up at him. He kept his eyes fixed on Jill and my brother with crossed arms.
"Chris I don't know who you are anymore, the girls don't know who you are anymore and it is all because you fail to realize that Claire is no longer a little girl, she did not betray you by falling in love" Jill told him truthfully and he gazed at me.
I looked to the floor. Finally someone said it, how could I be blamed for falling in love with Wesker when my husband failed to treat me like a wife as opposed to a friend.
"She's sleeping with a man twice her age Jill, a man who could be her father" Chris stated and before Albert could move I held his wrist.
Another Chris/Wesker moment was one the girls did not need to see. I smiled up at me husband who wasn't even looking at me.
With one last distasteful glare Wesker followed blindly as I lead him away from the talking couple. They needed their privacy even if our names may be a few honorable mentions.
"Are you sixteen?" Weaker asked as he removed his shades to look at me.
I guess Chris treating me like a child was now beginning to bother him. If only he knew Chris over protective nature bothered me even as a child.
"No" I replied flatly as I poured my self a glass of water, Weaker taking that glass from my hand.
"Then why the fuck is he treating you that way Claire?" Weaker asked before he drank what was supposed to be my water harshly.
All I could do was watch the glass empty.
"Never mind Chris, I will always be a little girl in his eyes" I told him with a shrug and Wesker placed the glass down.
I stared up at him, Wesker's thumb now on my throat as he observed me like a strange specimen. My gaze fell on all the visible veins on his free hand.
He kissed me, my arms around his neck as he lift me from the ground, his tongue entering my mouth. I sucked on his tongue, Wesker growling slightly as we were no longer in the kitchen but in the wash room.
Wesker stopped kissing me as his eyes fell on the glove he tried to remove. I bit on my lower lip, my eyes falling on his every muscle.
I gripped his biceps the moment he messaged my underwear with his index finger. I jerked every time he came across a certain spot, my eyes turning slightly.
Anyone would think I was possessed by the devil himself.
I moaned, my nails sinking deeper into the area as Wesker gazed at me with lidded eyes. Moisture pooled on his finger and Wesker eyes turned slightly at the feeling.
"You're wet" he told me in a husky tone and I nodded.
I sucked on my teeth slightly as Wesker touched every area that cried for his attention but when I saw a little girl staring up at me I jerked.
Wesker straighten slightly as he rest on two palms as opposed to one and my knees met immediately. He gasped at me and that's when the girl spoke.
"Albert Sir what are you doing to aunty Claire?" She asked and I gazed in embarrassment when Jill walked in to cover her child's eyes.
Wesker smiled up at me and I hopped from the washer immediately, Wesker being shoved out of my way. He followed after me, his hand at the back of throat as his lips went to my ear.
"She'll fuck eventually" he dared say after we almost traumatize a child. I shoved him away from me. He placed his shades to his eyes as even thought I knew he looked serious he was laughing on the inside.
Been a while eh? Hope you had a good laugh with that one and I must thank you all for the support
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