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Women in Red 2	By : Clocktower Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 4707 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-One
- 2-Two
- 3-Three
- 4-Four
- 5-Five
- 6-Six
- 7-Seven
- 8-Eight
- 9-Nine
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
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They barely made it to the seaplane alive.
Ada was first down the gangplank. She used her lock picks to get the door open while Claire watched their backs with her machine pistols. Between the two of them she had half a magazine left, having dumped the rest into the hunters that had ambushed them by the outdoor fuel tanks. Steve was beside her with his shotgun, but he was nearly out of bullets as well.
The seaplane was a big cargo carrier, primed and ready for takeoff. Claire saw the rear hatch was down, but figured Ada must have noticed it and not been bothered. The hunters screeches filled the hangar just as Ada got the door open. She went right for the controls, getting the plane in motion even before Steve and Claire could get the door shut.
Claire didn't relax until they were in the air.
"Where did you learn to fly a cargo plane?" she said.
"I didn't. It's been running automatically since we took off," said Ada.
She stood up and stretched, spreading her legs and lifting her arms to the ceiling, drawing both her companions' full attention.
"Where's it taking us?" said Steve.
"South, probably to a sister facility," said Ada.
"That Alfred guy was saying some weird stuff about his sister," said Claire. "Maybe that's where she is?"
Ada was about to answer when she noticed a blinking red light on the controls. "One problem at a time," she said. "It looks like the cargo hold door didn't close automatically. It'll create drag on the airplane and burn up all of our fuel. Steve, go back there and take care of it, please."
"What? W-why me?"
She unzipped her catsuit, stopping just below her breasts. "Because I need to have a word with Claire alone. If you hurry, and don't get sucked out the back, you might get to watch us finish up."
It was a little sad to see how fast Steve moved through the hatch into the cargo area. Ada locked it as she unzipped her catsuit the rest of the way. "He owes me a favor for saving him from Alfred. It was going to get weird."
"And I guess you want your payment for saving me," said Claire, suddenly feeling worn down her bones.
"Hmm, no, not exactly," said Ada, straddling Claire's lap and slipping her arms out of her suit. It was chilly in the cockpit. Claire held her by the buttocks and watcher her nipples rise in the cold air. "I was thinking we could work out a new arrangement, actually."
"What do you mean?" said Claire, no longer trying to meet the woman's eyes. Claire's attention kept falling down her shoulders, to her bare chest. The goosepimples on her skin made Claire's lips restless. Her pussy, meanwhile, throbbed, eager for more in spite of all the punishment it had taken. Ada pulled her close, let her nuzzle and kiss her breasts.
"After you left, I looked for information on your brother. Umbrella doesn't know where he is, Claire. I'm sorry."
Claire tore herself away from Ada's delights and glared. "Nice of you to finally check," she said.
She saw something flash across those dark eyes she rarely, if ever, saw. Ada slid her hands over Claire's shoulders, kneaded the back of her neck with gentle fingers. "I... was afraid. I thought if you knew Umbrella didn't have a clue where your brother was that you might... leave."
"You thought I'd leave you?"
"You did leave me," said Ada, gripping Claire's shoulders while putting her weight over Claire's right knee. "I can't blame you."
Ada slid herself back and forth gently over her leg while pulling her closer. She couldn't help herself anymore, taking Ada's left breast into her mouth, sucking the tight nipple hard before loving it with her tongue.
"I think we should... I was going to say... "
Claire raised her leg, doubling the pressure against Ada's eager mound as it slid up and down just above her knee. Maybe she was being played, maybe Ada's other breast was feeling cold and lonely. Her skin tasted amazing when chilled. How much of it could she get to before...
"Hey!" Steve screamed, pounding on the door. "Help! There's a monster back here! It's huge!"
"Well, shoot it!" said Ada, grinding Claire's leg in a desperate bid to get off.
"All the guns are in here," said Claire, giving the breast in her mouth a farewell nip before sliding Ada off of her leg.
Steve had run away from the door but they still heard him shouting as whatever it was back there chased him around the cargo hold. Ada zipped up her suit, took Claire's machine pistols and left her the shotgun.
The hold was empty save for a large crate strapped at the front end to a sliding device that would launch it out the back. Steve was running frantic circles around what looked like a pale-skinned bodybuilder, ten feet tall with knives for hands as it chased him around the middle of the hold, trying to slash him with the bone claws on its left arm. Steve narrowly ducked a broad slash, only to be caught off guard by the other hand, one mutated into a spiked club. He cried out in surprise as he was thrown across the hold to land at their feet.
"We'll take it from here," Ada said. "I'll draw its attention, just keep shooting it."
She ran at an angle towards the rear of the hatch. The monster tried to cut her off but she was too fast. Claire shot it in the chest, the buckshot pellets leaving smoldering, dark holes in its corpse-like skin as its attention was drawn her way. As the monster bore down on her, she noticed its cock. She considered blasting it off, but instead pumped another shell into its chest before diving out of the way from its slashing claws.
Steve was helped to his feet by Ada, who told him to go the front of the plane. Claire couldn't hear exactly what she said for the wind roaring behind her. She fired the shotgun again, peppering the monster's back and drawing its attention back to her.
It was in the middle of the cargo hold, forcing her to walk backwards towards the open hatch to avoid it. She'd let herself get boxed in, she was screwed...
Ada came behind the creature, reached under its legs and grabbed its cock. Its body went rigid as she pulled its member down, holding it firmly around the base while polishing the tip. "Claire, move!" she shouted.
Claire stepped around the shuddering colossus as Ada walked it forward, using both hands to pleasure it. "Get out of the way. Steve! Now!"
He pulled a lever beside the crate. The slide it was on released, sending it speeding towards Ada and the monster. Claire had pressed herself against the cargo hold wall and still felt the wind on the crate as it went by. She didn't see Ada move, only the crate hitting the monster's back, sending it out into the wide, blue yonder to splash down into the cold, dark ocean. There was Ada, pulling the lever to close the hatch.
"Yeah, we got it!" Steve cheered as Ada made a beeline for Claire, grabbed her and threw on the floor of the cargo hold. She yanked open Claire's vest, pulled up her shirt, dove into her with wild abandon.
Claire's pussy was still sore, but she didn't care. She let Ada strip her right there on the floor, forgot all about Steve as her tongue wet her slit. Ada was starving for her, licking and sucking for her own needs. Claire's pleasure was incidental and shew as grateful for it. She helped Ada out of her catsuit, lapped her up like a bowl of cream before locking their legs together, pressing their ladies into each other, the adrenaline from the monster fight letting them ignore little discomforts.
Ada was on top with Claire's left leg over her shoulder when she began cumming. She held the leg tight, worked her lady against a sweet spot high on Claire's inner thigh, relishing each stroke. As the orgasm spent itself, she weakened. Claire pulled her into an embrace, kissed her neck and behind her ear where she liked.
Steve cleared his throat. "I'm just going to, uh, go sit in the front for a bit. Okay. Cool."
"I can't believe I did that with you in front of him," said Claire, stroking Ada's head.
"Eh. He earned it. Listen, if we get out of this..."
She put her fingers on Ada's lips. She couldn't bear to be lied to right now.
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