Alleyway Passions

Disclaimer: Obviously I don't own these guys. If I did, there'd be much more sexing in-game.

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Chris Redfield looked out over the water and smiled. For once all seemed right with the world. A warm breeze blew in over the river, rustling his hair and blowing his jacket back. He closed his eyes and revelled in it.

“Hey there handsome.”

Chris opened his eyes and turned towards the familiar voice, his night suddenly getting even better.

“Hey Jill.”

Jill Valentine. Many a man's fantasy, and to Chris she was no exception. The only difference being he got to get closer to her than most men did. Much closer. He smiled.

“What are you doing out here all by yourself,” she asked, sidling up beside him and leaning on the rails. The wind blew her hair back, and as Chris looked at her profile he thought it was quite possibly the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

He shook his head and drew himself back to the present. “Not much, just out for a walk. You?”

Jill turned to him and smiled. “Yeah, me too.”

Chris nodded and grinned. It was like this every single time. Jill was looking at him with that cheeky smile and mischievous look in her eyes he'd grown to love so much. She raised an eyebrow, half grinned and walked away, her hips swaying as she did. It was her 'follow me' swagger.

Chris wasted no time in doing as such.

Jill entered the nearby alley with Chris hot on her heels. She turned around and was instantly pushed into the wall, Chris' lips capturing her own roughly and his hands grabbing at her waist. His hands worked up her back as hers removed his jacket, discarding it on the street below. She could feel his well-defined muscles underneath the white cotton shirt he was wearing, which was also soon discarded.

Chris' lips worked their way down Jill's neck, his hands moving down to her thighs and up underneath her mini-skirt. She always came prepared, and for that he was grateful. Her lips kissed his bare shoulder while her fingers frantically tugged at his belt. It was a ritual they were all too familiar with now. It wasn't always the same place, or even the same time, but both knew what was going to happen.

Something they both enjoyed and liked to keep secret.

Chris pushed Jill's skirt up and continued with his hands upwards, fondling her soft breasts as she struggled with his belt.

“Fuck it!” she muttered angrily, the belt unwillingly to yield to her fingers. Chris smiled, quickly placing a kiss on her lips to silence her. His smile just aggravated her more and she yanked, ripping the belt and popping the buckle. Chris couldn't help but laugh at her determination and kissed her again, his hands sliding down to her hips and then ripping her shirt off to join his.

Jill grinned with satisfaction as the belt was discarded and the fly on Chris' pants was pulled down. Her hands slid around his hips and then down his backside, pulling him as close as she could. Their faces stood nose to nose, lust filled eyes staring at each other. Chris still held that vaguely amused grin that Jill both loved and hated.

Her hands grasped his backside as he tenderly placed his hands on either side of her face and kissed her gently. Jill knew what he was doing. Whenever she wanted it rough and quick he'd do his best to infuriate her by being sweet and tender. However there was a time for sweet and tender, and now wasn't it.

Jill yanked his pants down so he stood bare naked to the world. She looked into his eyes once again as he continued holding onto her face. She kissed him chastely on the lips and let her eyes do the talking for her.

Chris ran a finger ever so slightly across her bottom lip, tracing it gently. She continued to stare at him, determined not to succumb to his game. After all, he was the one standing butt-naked in an alley way, not her.

He smiled and traced a finger over her eyes, nose and jawline. Jill closed her eyes and sighed. The touch was so soft, so sensual, she had to admit it was pushing her buttons. He ever so softly placed tender kisses on her eyes and along her jawline, causing Jill to moan involuntarily.

Another soft kiss was placed on her lips and then suddenly he was inside her. Jill gasped and grabbed onto his shoulders as he grasped underneath her thighs and lifted her up, pushing them back into the wall once more. She wrapped her legs around his naked waist as he began sliding in and out, frantically picking up the pace.

The impending explosion continued to build in both of them, their bodies slick with sweat as they ground against the wall. Jill admired the strength in Chris as he managed to hold her up and bang her silly at the same time, all the while with his trousers still wrapped around his ankles. The muscles in his back and arms clenched as he held her up and that alone was almost enough to send Jill over the edge.

His breath began to quicken as Jill felt a moan stirring deep in her throat. She closed her eyes and clenched around Chris' neck, thrusting her hips in time with Chris' for maximum effect. Her breathing began to come in small hitches and she knew the end was near. So did Chris, so he picked up the pace even more.

Within moments, both exploded against each other in a shower of light and colour, pleasure and pain. Jill held on for dear life while Chris took deep, shuddering breaths, leaning against her as he let the feelings wash over him.

After a few breathless moments Jill finally opened her eyes and leaned back, running her hands over Chris' sweaty face and pushing his hair back. He closed his eyes and smiled, still puffing with effort. She kissed him gently and hugged him for a few moments before slowly extracting herself. Straightening up her skirt she grabbed Chris around the waist and pulled him towards her. He willingly fell into her hug, enveloping her with his arms.

They stood there a few moments, simply regaining their breath and enjoying the closeness. Finally Jill slapped him lightly on the backside and smiled.

“Better put your clothes back on big boy before someone comes along. As lovely as that behind is, I don't think anyone else should be seeing it right now.”

Chris smiled, running a hand over Jill's hair much the same as she had done to him. “Jealous?”

She tilted her head sideways a little before placing a soft kiss on his bare chest. “Maybe.”

Chris kissed the top of her head and beamed. That was the first time Jill had indicated some sort of actual feeling for him other than just casual sex. He tried to repress it but let the smile grow anyway. He let out a crazy laugh and picked Jill up, swinging her around. Which turned out to be more trouble than he thought, as he pants were still around his ankles.

Jill looked at him confused but joined in the laugh anyway. “What?” she asked him.

Chris shook his head, grinning like a maniac and kissing her again. “Nothing, absolutely nothing.” He leant down and pulled his pants back up, grabbing his broken belt and slinging it over his shoulder. He picked up his shirt and jacket while Jill searched for hers.

“So... same time tomorrow?” Jill smiled, dressing herself and making herself look at least halfway presentable. Chris nodded, that crazy grin still on his face.

“You betcha.”