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Frühling in Paris	By : diblums Category: +M through R > Resident Evil Views: 3638 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Resident Evil, nor the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Frühling in Paris
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The cold spring rain began to fall harder, and the lights from lamp posts and windows reflected off the wet street. Leon turned his brisk walk into a jog to keep up with Ada, who seemed to move unusually quickly for someone shorter than him. With his heavier steps behind her, Ada glanced back at him, her smile electric.

“Don’t let me lose you again, Mr. Kennedy,” she said, her voice portraying a seductive and teasing tone.

“Where are we going, exactly?” Leon said.

“Not much further now,” Ada replied, seeming to quicken her pace even more. She turned down a back alley, then entered through an unmarked door. The warmth of the building’s interior made his cheeks burn after the exposure to the cold and wet weather. Ada continued down the corridor and around a corner. As Leon rounded the corner after her, he nearly bumped into her as she stood stark still in front of a set of elevator doors. He tried hard not to fumble too clumsily in his collision avoidance, and she smiled at him, looking rather amused.

“So, you said you had been looking for me?” Leon tried to toss his wet hair out of his eyes, but the movement proved useless. He frowned as he pushed the hair across his forehead with his hand.

“They’ve done a good job of hiding your location up until recently, but I finally managed to dig it up. I almost gave up on finding you.” Her deep brown eyes sparkled in spite of the poorly lit hallway. With a ding, Leon jumped, and the elevator doors slid open. She automatically stepped forward, leaving a trail of her heavenly perfume behind her, and Leon inhaled deeply, feeling the blood start to rush through is body. Instinctively, he followed her.

“Did you mean what you said that night in Raccoon City? When you said 'I'm just a woman who fell in love with you. Nothing more.’ Did you really mean—“

“Shhh, don’t ruin the mood,” Ada held a finger up to his lips. Leon sighed, his face softening into a smile. Ada began to trace her finger down from his lips, off his chin, then down his chest. He inhaled sharply, her scent filling his nostrils.

He felt the elevator slow, then the doors parted to another empty hallway. Ada traced her finger back up his chest, up his neck, and under his chin before flicking her finger off of him and walking out of the elevator. Leon clenched his teeth and followed, cursing the slim fitting and soaked tactical pants from failing to cloak his excitement. He jammed a hand into his front pocket and awkwardly tried to adjust himself as he followed behind her. Ada approached a door and unlocked it, pausing to wait for Leon to catch up. She stood in the doorway and let him pass her into the room before closing and locking the door behind herself. Leon entered the empty hotel suite and assessed the darkened room, then turned back to face Ada.

“I still don’t understand what this is all about,” Leon said. “Why would you be looking for me?” Ada slipped across the room and turned on a lamp next to the bed, then turned to face Leon and dropped her coat at her feet. He swallowed hard at the sight of her in such a beautiful, revealing dress.

“You were a challenge, and I defeated that challenge. I could have any man I want in this room with me. And you’re the one here. Get used to it.” She took several effortless steps towards him, and then forcefully planted her lips into his, her fine and delicate hands making their way into his wet, matted hair. Leon began to breath quickly enough that he felt dizzy from the oxygen rush. He reached forward and put his hands on her hips, pulling her thin frame closer to him. Her breath was sweet, and the smell of her hair was intoxicating. She traced her hands around the back of his neck, then down his chest. Then, with an unexpected burst of power, she knocked him down onto the bed behind them. He took off his leather jacket and let it fall to the floor next to the bed, and she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed him down onto his back. As she climbed on top of him, he put his hands behind her head and pulled her in for another kiss. She kicked off her heels and let them hit the floor, then moved her body in right up against his. Leon smiled and laughed nervously as he felt her body press up against his tightened pants. She smiled and raised one eyebrow at him, before leaning in for another deep kiss. Leon’s heart pounded so hard in his chest he could feel the bed shake to the rhythm of his pulse. Ada stroked his dampened hair with one hand as they kissed, and he moved his hands down to her hips. He suddenly felt cold metal touch his right wrist, and before he could break the kiss to see what this was, he found himself partially handcuffed.

“Woah, what are you doing?” Leon breathed. She hooked the other cuff to the frame of the bed.

“I can’t very well let you run away, now can I?” Ada teased, as she clasped a second set of cuffs to his left wrist and the other side of the bed frame, leaving him tethered to the bed.

“I’m not going anywhere, don’t worry, you don’t have to restrain me,” Leon pleaded, looking concerned.

“Oh, but isn’t it fun this way?” She sat straddling his thighs, and moved in for another kiss as he breathed heavily. Her hands ran up and down his chest a few times, then descended lower, below the belt. Leon inhaled sharply and looked her straight in the eyes.

“It has been a long time, for me,” Leon said, his voice low and quivering.

“You have no idea,” she replied, as she slipped the button of his pants undone. Leon clenched his teeth and closed his eyes. He felt her hand slowly work the zipper of his pants down, his body pushing back the fold of fabric with great force. He felt Ada grab his pants by the hips and pull them down slowly, taking the boxers beneath them with them in their descent. Skin moist from his rain-soaked pants was hyper-aware of the cool draft in the room.

“My, my, Leon, you don’t disappoint,” Ada said, smiling widely.

“Thanks, I guess,” Leon chuckled uncomfortably. The blood burned through his veins. He looked her in the eyes, aware that he must have appeared ravenous. Ada sat up from his thighs, and inched closer to him. She pulled at her dress, revealing her bare legs a little more. She positioned herself on top of him, kissing his head with her lips. Leon pulled air through his teeth as she gently worked the tip into her. Her body was even hotter than his, and soon he was deeper and deeper inside. The blood boiled in his veins as she worked herself gently up and down. He clenched his teeth hard and moaned at the sensation. He closed his eyes and began to gently thrust back in rhythm with her.

Without warning, the fabric of his shirt tore, and he opened his eyes to find that Ada was brandishing a knife and had cut his t-shirt open.

“Woah, what are you—“ Leon stammered before she placed a finger over his lips to silence him. She then resumed cutting his shirt off.

“I forgot to ditch this before cuffing you.” She pulled the torn shirt out from under his torso as the two continued to glide in and out in a delicate dance. She lowered her body into his as they shifted back and forth. Leon growled, trying hard to contain his enjoyment for fear of the encounter running short. It wasn’t a lie, it had been some time since he last released some pressure. She began to kiss him deeply, nearly choking him with her tongue. He kissed back with vigour, his mind starting to drown in hormones and chemicals. A full body tremor worked its way out from his spine, and he grunted and exhaled loudly, feeling his extremities start to tingle. He could feel the muscles in his pelvis begin to contract hard, and seeming to be aware of this, Ada slowed in time to maintain the dance a little longer. Inhaling deeply, he began to thrust again after the brief pause. Ada moaned as she pushed her body into his. Using his nose to tease her head up, he kissed her deeply, growling at her. She suddenly forced herself down on him hard, and he could feel himself fill her completely. Her thrusting became faster, and he yelped with the sudden influx of pleasure.

“Ada, I’m going to—“

“I know, just do it.” Her breathing had become heavy and fast. The tension in his muscles rose exponentially, until the chemical bath in his veins burned so hot that his whole body tensed, before firing so hard, he was surprised she didn’t seem hurt. As he twitched, he could feel her clench her muscles around him like a vice, and he gasped for air at the sensation of this. Ada was panting, her hands resting next to where his were cuffed to the bed frame. Her head was lowered, her black hair hiding her face. She then lifted her head, her mouth open and continuing to pant, she smiled and planted a passionate kiss on his lips.
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