Pent Up

 

Disclaimer: Resident Evil 6 isn't mine. Resident Evil belongs to Capcom and I am making no money from this story.

 

Authors notes: JakexSherry, set after Resident Evil 6. Follow up to my other story with a lame title, Uncontrolled Passion. M rated. This one is more smutty, I hope. It's definitely longer. So sex, some voyeurism, oral, orgasms... all that good stuff. Read on for JakexSherry.

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Jake sat on the foot of the bed, untying his combat boots. He let one fall to the ground, wiggling his toes with a sigh of relief. His feet were aching. He couldn't wait to take a hot shower, maybe order some room service, and sink into the bed for some well deserved rest. The other boot soon joined it's mate on the pristine carpet.

The hotel room was a suite, much more room than just the two needed, but Jake wasn't going to complain. He was used to sleeping on cots. He would sleep on the couch happily.

“Jake, I'm going to get in the shower,” Sherry called from the bathroom. He heard the squeak of the knob and the splashing of water on the tile of the shower. He couldn't help but smirk, thinking of her tight little body as the water poured over it. Even though he had already taken her once, it had been hasty, and he wanted her again... and possibly again after that. He wanted her as many times as he could have her, and as many ways.

Just the thought of being able to run his fingers over her creamy skin, slick with water and soap, was starting to cause him to stiffen. He was a bit pent up and he knew it; being held captive for six months saw to that. He tried to push the thought from his mind. Curiosity finally got the better of him as he slowly rose from the bed.

He placed his hand on the doorknob to the bathroom and turned it. He found it unlocked. Another smirk. He wondered for a moment if Sherry would mind being peeped on while she was in the shower, but he told himself that if she really wanted to be left alone she would've locked the door. He pushed it open quietly, hoping to not catch the woman's attention.

He noticed that her clothes were folded nicely on the sink. He closed the door behind him, wincing when it made a quiet click. Sherry didn't seem to notice. He could see her through the glass wall of the shower, fingers massaging the shampoo into her hair. The suds were running down her chest and over her breasts, small but perky. Her nipples were pink and rosy. At the junction of her thighs, blonde curls were wet against her skin.

He surveyed her body, his cock stiffening further in his pants. It reminded him of when he peeped on the girls as they changed when he was in Middle School. The thrill of possibly being caught excited him.

“Jake?”

Oh shit. He nearly jumped a foot, already reaching for the door. He wondered how fast he could get back into the other room.

Sherry smiled. “I wondered when you were going to join me.”

He stared at her, eyes narrowed. He wondered if this was some sort of trap. “You're not mad?”

“Of course not.” She leaned her head back into the hot water, sighing as the hot water washed the dirt away. “Well come on. Are you coming in or not?”

Jake hesitated for a moment before giving a shrug. He began to strip down, throwing his dirty clothes in a pile on the floor. He opened the glass door and was immediately hit with a rush of hot air. The tile was smooth and hot against his feet.

“You want me to wash your back or somethin'?” He eyed her naked body again.

“I figured we could wash each other.” Sherry gave a mischievous little smile. Jake cocked an eyebrow. He had no problem with that.

“...sure.” He reached for the bar of soap, lathering his hands. The soap had a light, flowery scent to it that he couldn't quite place. It smelled nice. He started at her shoulders, massaging the soap in slowly. Her skin was soft. He worked his soapy fingers down her back. Sherry gave a contented sigh.

“That feels nice.”

Jake smirked to himself, dropping his hands to her backside. He squeezed her cheeks gently, eliciting a soft squeak from the girl. He slipped his palm between her thighs. He pressed against her harder, feeling her soft lower lips. He lingered for a moment before drawing away, rinsing his hands under the hot water. His cock was fully erect now, standing at attention.

“Your turn,” Sherry took the soap from him, gesturing for him to step under the water. He obeyed, stepping under the shower head. The hot water felt great. He closed his eyes, just enjoying the heat. This was really the first time he got to relax in much too long of a time.

He tensed slightly when he felt Sherry's small hands on his chest. She was caressing his muscles again. He loved the way her soft, delicate fingers touched his rough skin. He tried to ignore his throbbing erection, but found it difficult as Sherry's hands worked their way down his chest. He was thankful (somewhat) when he felt her hands move away.

“Turn around, I'll do your back now.”

Jake nodded, turning into the water. The warmth hit his hard on and he sighed. Sherry's hands were soon at work again on his back, washing all of the dirt and sweat away.

“You're right, that does feel good.” Jake smirked softly. He enjoyed her touch for a few minutes, the tension starting to work it's way from his muscles. He leaned his head forward, the water running down his face.

Sherry reached around, stroking his lower stomach for just a moment before her fingers clasped around his erection. Jake gave a short gasp. He wasn't expecting her hands around his cock.

“Sherry...”

“Yes?” She smiled. He could feel her breasts and hard nipples pressed against his back. She stroked him lightly, making sure to pay careful attention to his foreskin. She wanted him nice and clean.

“Don't stop...”

“Don't get too carried away, Jake.” She pulled away. “I'm just getting started.”

Jake shuddered. He frowned lightly when he felt Sherry's body leave his. “Aw, come on, supergirl...”

“I'll meet you back in the bedroom,” She opened the glass door and stepped outside. He watched as she grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her body. She closed the bathroom door behind her as she disappeared.

Jake cocked an eyebrow, wondering what she had planned. He didn't dwell on it for long, grabbing the shampoo and running his fingers through his hair. He knew that he would find out first hand what Sherry was planning. His erection twitched lightly at the possibilities.

 

Jake stepped into the suite, a towel wrapped around his waist. His skin still glistened with moisture and his cock hadn't softened a bit. The tv was on, and the curtains were on. Sherry was on the bed, wearing a baggy t-shirt and what seemed to be nothing else. He could see her ass peeking out from underneath the hem.

“...looking good, supergirl.”

Sherry looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. “You like it?”

“Of course I do.” He walked over to the bed, making sure he had a fairly firm grip on the white towel. “Now, what couldn't you tell me before?” He sat on the edge of the bed.

Sherry sat up so she was eye-level with him. She said nothing as she leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Jake made no complaints, his hands releasing his grip on the towel. He wrapped one arm around her slender waist, the other curling around the base of her neck. He pulled her closer, nearly into his lap with almost no effort. She was so small that it was astonishing how well she could hold her own against BOWs.

They kissed, tongues intertwining, fighting for dominance, retreating. Jake's tongue flicked Sherry's lower lip, she parted her lips. The pink muscle delved into her mouth again for just a moment. They broke away. The blonde was nearly panting. Jake's heart was pounding in his chest.

Kissing wasn't exactly something he was an avid practitioner of. It's not that he didn't like it – he loved it. He had a couple reasons why he didn't kiss girls often – most of his sexual partners in the past had been one night stands, or (to be entirely truthful) prostitutes. He didn't think he even had one long term partner. But Sherry was different – he wanted to taste her, savor every inch of her skin, and bask in the feeling that she he got from being near her. He wanted his skin pressed against hers.

“You're a good kisser,” She whispered.

Jake didn't reply, instead burying his face into her neck. Her skin was perfumed but not overly so. He slipped a hand beneath her shirt. His fingers stroked the curve of her back. She shuddered. His calloused fingers were gentle on her skin. She loved that about Jake; he could somehow be rough and delicate at the same time. One minute he was snapping the neck of a troublesome J'avo and the next he was playing Moonlight Sonata on the piano.

His tongue traced small circles against her skin. His hand slipped down, cupping her backside. He squeezed firmly, sinking his teeth into her neck – lightly. She squirmed in his lap, giving a quiet whine. The bath towel was the only thing separating them now.

“Jake...”

He hummed against her neck. “Yes?”

She squirmed again in response, grinding against his erection beneath the towel. She wanted him. And she didn't know how much longer she could wait for it.

Jake slid her out of his lap, much to Sherry's displeasure.

“Put your arms up,”

She followed his instructions without hesitation, putting her arms over her head. Jake slipped the shirt from her body, throwing it somewhere off the bed. Carefully he laid her back on the bed. He surveyed her body briefly, eyes traveling over each and every curve. He cupped her breasts, one in each hand. He squeezed softly, rolling her pert nipples between his thumb and forefinger.

“Your tits are so fuckin' perfect,” Jake groaned, feeling his erection throb. Sherry felt her face get hot. She didn't get many compliments on her chest. She giggled, and that quickly turned into a moan as she felt Jake's wet mouth close around one of her nipples. He sucked softly, tip of his tongue flicking the hardened nub rhythmically. He loved the way her skin tasted, nearly sweet and entirely indescribable. He wanted more.

He drew away, releasing the first nipple from his mouth but moving over and drawing the second one in. He gave it the same treatment, feeling Sherry shudder beneath his lips.

“How's that feel, sweetheart?” He breathed, kissing a trail down her stomach. He paused over her belly button to trace a semi-circle with his tongue before parting her thighs.

“Good,” Sherry almost whined. Her heart was pounding.

“It's about to get even better.” She could see him smirk again before he disappeared between her legs. His tongue pressed against her labia. She was wet and the feeling of his hot breath against her sex only made it worse. He licked her slit slowly at first, savoring the taste. She was nearly tangy, slightly bitter on the tip of his tongue, and overall sweet. He quickly sped up his motions, delving deeper into Sherry. She was tight, but he knew that already. He placed a hand on her lower stomach to keep her from squirming. She bucked against him, driving his tongue in deeper. She whined.

“Jake, oh my god,” She twisted her fingers into his damp hair, trying to pull him closer. He drew away, breathing hard. After a moment he dipped back down, his hand slipping from her lower stomach to her pubic mound. His fingers carefully pulled her clitoral hood up, exposing the sensitive bud of flesh beneath. He flicked his tongue over it once, eliciting a gasp from Sherry. He smirked, slowly taking it into his mouth. He sucked lightly on her clit. Sherry whimpered, her eyes rolling back into her head. She felt the familiar feeling building up in her lower stomach as Jake sucked and licked her.

“Please don't stop,” She breathed, her toes curling. “Jake you're gonna make me cum,”

He smirked, increasing the suction. He wanted to taste her flowing juices. With his free hand, he slipped a single finger into her. He felt for her g-spot for a moment and smirked when he found it. He pressed against it, stroking gently while he sucked her clit.

Sherry was moaning louder now, her legs quivering with each flick of his tongue. He smirked to himself. He couldn't wait to feel her quivering pussy around his cock. Her whimpers turned into a scream as she climaxed, burying Jake's face between her legs.

“Oh... god, Jake.” she whimpered. She was covered with a thin layer of perspiration. Her entire body was shaking. It was her first orgasm in months, and her best in recent memory.

“Yeah? Did you like that?” He smirked softly.

She nodded, breathless and wordless.

Jake smirked softly, positioning himself over her. He nudged her thighs open a bit more, taking his throbbing cock in his hand. He gave it a few strokes, sighing quietly, before pressing it against her entrance.

“Good, because we're not done yet.” He rubbed the head of his prick against her wet lips. He heard her give another soft moan and smirked. He slipped inside of her, slowly. He loved the way she felt around him, squeezing his cock. Sherry groaned again, her breath hitching in her throat. He filled her up, sighing to himself.

“Jake....”

“Yeah?” He nipped the skin on her neck, starting his slow rhythm. He pulled out all the way, only to plunge deep back in. He felt her quiver around him as he penetrated her.

She dug her fingernails into his shoulders, leaning her head back. “Mmm, Jake,” she gasped softly. “You feel so good.”

“So do you,” His hips were working faster, hers moving to meet his. Their stomachs slapped together as he quickened his pace, burying himself as deep as he could only to draw back out and repeat the process again. “You feel so fuckin' good around my cock, babe,” He growled.

Sherry whined quietly, digging her fingernails further into his skin. She slowly dragged them down his bare back, still feeling beads of moisture from the shower. “L-love it when you talk to me like that...”

“Oh yeah? You like it when I'm talking dirty to you while I fuck this tight little pussy?”

Sherry shuddered. The words were so dirty, and Jake growling them in almost a primal way was so hot. A shiver would run down her spine at each new sentence. “Yeah,”

“Fuck yeah, Supergirl,” Jake's speed quickened even more. She could feel him filling her up entirely. “Oh god, I'm gonna cum!”

Sherry groaned, her fingers back at Jake's bare shoulders, clawing at the skin again. “Not inside,” she gasped softly. “Please,”

“Why?” He felt a drop of sweat run from his neck down his back.

“Wanna taste you,” She felt her face get a bit hot. She knew it was dirty to suck his cock after he had been inside of her, but she wanted to taste him so badly.

Jake groaned, and nodded. He complied, pulling out of her. He grabbed his dick, watching her for a moment. She squirmed from underneath him, moving to her hands and knees. She was shaking all over, breathing hard. He pressed himself against her lips, feeling her soft skin and her hot breath. Her small hand clasped around the base of his cock.

“Mm... that's right... be a good girl.” He breathed, resting his hand gently on the top of her head. Her tongue flicked out to taste him. She licked it a few times, tongue circling the head. She could taste Jake's precum mixed with her juices. She felt her face get hot. She drew away, swallowing hard.

Jake's hand steadily pulled her towards him. She hesitated before taking him into her mouth. Her hand squeezed the base of his cock before dropping down to his testicles. She massaged them gently, making sure to be careful. She didn't want to hurt his most sensitive parts.

The mercenary groaned quietly, applying a bit of pressure on the back of her head. She slid her lips down further, tongue working quickly against him as her fingers gently played with his balls. She closed her eyes, listening to the quiet noises that Jake was making in his throat.

“Mmnh... Supergirl...”

“Mmm?” She responded, a low hum. She felt him shudder as the sound reverberated through his cock.

“Oh, fuck.” He bucked forward, causing Sherry to gag and pull away slightly. He apologized quickly, fingers grasping the back of her head again. Her soft hair slid through his fingers. She took him back into her mouth, looking up at him now. Her hand took it's place at the base of his dick again. She worked her palm against him in a twisting motion as she sucked the tip. She had cleaned off their combined juices already, and was just tasting Jake's skin now.

Jake shuddered, cursing softly again. “Oh god yeah, fuck you're gonna make me cum.” He groaned. “Don't stop!”

Sherry complied, speeding up her motions as she tasted more precum. Jake stiffened up, fingers curling into her hair tightly. She felt him come, his cock spasming in her mouth. She kept her lips around the tip as the semen covered her palate. She pulled away, licking her lips. He tasted sweet.

“Mm...” She pumped him still, lightly, as she swallowed. “You taste sweet,” She said, looking up at him. “...kinda like apples.” She smiled.

Jake groaned softly. He flopped on the bed, his cock still hard but slowly softening. He didn't say anything as he pulled Sherry to his chest. She could hear his heart pounding. Their skin was sticky with a thin layer of perspiration. She smiled to herself, curling against Jake. She sighed, content.

“I needed that.”

Sherry smiled softly.

Jake wrapped his arms around the girl. “I needed this too.” He kissed her forehead.