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idkwhatimdoinghere1655 · 9 months

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The Pleasure is All Mine - Carlos Sainz

Another long day over. Thank god for that. You had just pulled into the drive of your house and took your keys out of the ignition. You slowly dragged yourself up the driveway and waltzed through the door, finding Carlos sat on the couch half asleep.

"Hola, querida," he greeted, standing and approaching you. He placed his hands on your hips and tugged you closer to him. "How was work?" he asked, towering over you.

"It was fine, but I am so unbelievably tired," you groaned, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning into a kiss. It was soft, tender and loving to begin with, but it quickly turned hungry and passionate.

His lips moved from your lips, to swiping across your jaw and down your neck, "Baby, not tonight, I'm too tired," you said, pushing him gently away from you by his chest.

"Let me take care of you. You won't have to do a single thing," he smirked, and the glint in his eye told you everything you needed to know. It was soft, yet devilish. It was the look that told you you had nothing to fear, and you were in safe hands.

Carlos had been missing you all day and was counting down the seconds until you got home. It was just one of those days when he needed you more than anything else. It was also one of those days where he knew you needed and deserved to be treated like the princess he thought you were.

Wasting no time, you dove straight back into kissing him and you both fumbled up the stairs and into your bedroom. It wasn't long before you tugged his shirt off over his head and trailed your hands down his chiseled abs.

Your shirt swiftly followed as Carlos' hands moved to behind your back and pinged the clasp of your bra clean off. You quickly shrugged it off of your shoulders and discarded it to the floor. Your nipples pointed to attention as the cold air bit at your skin.

Carlos' lips attached themselves to your neck, peppering kisses and nipping lightly as he made his way down. In their wake, his bites left splotchy, purply-red marks. Sure, nobody would see them, but it was still a small reminder that you were his.

All of the tiredness evaporated out of your body as you felt electrified by the feel of Carlos' hands lips on your skin. You couldn't help but let your hands wander down and try to unclasp his belt, but he gripped your wrists tightly.

"No, not yet. Tonight is all about you, mi amor," he muttered close to your ear, pulling you towards the bed. Gently, he pushed you down so you were sat on the edge of the bed. "Lie down," he instructed, imposingly standing in front of you.

You did exactly as he said and lowered you back down to the mattress as it dipped beneath you. Carlos hooked his fingers into the sides of your pants and underwear, dragging the material down your thighs and calves.

Once they had been thrown to the floor, he took a moment to admire you laying there, all pretty and waiting for him. Your hair was fanned out around your head like a halo, and it made you look like the angel he thought you were. Tonight was all about you, and you were going to know about it.

Carlos placed a hand on either side of your head to support himself as he hovered above you. Leaning over you, he placed a kiss on your forehead, before moving down to your lips, your tongues dancing for a few moments.

Slowly, his lips traveled their way down your body, between the valley of your breasts and down your stomach. He paused underneath your navel for a few moments, his eyes flicking up and locking their gaze onto with yours.

Teasingly, he planted a few kisses along the smooth skin of your thighs, before stopping in front of your heat.

Without anymore hesitation, Carlos licked a long stripe up your dripping folds. His lips attached themselves to your sensitive bundle of nerves and sucked on it, sending volts of electricity zapping through your body. The coil in your lower abdomen started twisting tighter and tighter with his every move.

Involuntarily, you back arched up off the mattress as soft moans escaped your lips. One of Carlos' hands slinked their way up and splayed out on your stomach, pinning you down to the bed. You pressed yourself closer to him, desperate for the extra pressure.

"Someone's needy tonight," he smirked against you, the vibrations of his voice going straight through you and sending shivers up your spine. Carlos knew you weren't in the mood to be teased, and he was here to serve you tonight, so he did exactly as you wanted. He sucked harder, letting his tongue apply extra pressure to you.

He adored how you squirmed under his touch and this was enough to satisfy him any day of the week. You were like his own drug that he was addicted to and could never live without.

With his free hand, he snuck one of his fingers up to your entrance and lightly circled it, but he didn't want to make you wait for too long. He slipped the digit in, gently pumping it in and out, "Shit, Carlos," you mewled, the sound of you moaning his name was enough to make him nearly dinish right then and there.

He slowly added a second digit as it slid in with ease. It was driving you wild, and you were so close to release. You legs dangled over his shoulders, and you were certain your thighs were constricting his head, but he didn't seem to mind in the slightest.

Just as he added a third finger, you felt the coil snap and the tingling sensation of pure and utter ecstasy spread through your entire being. As you came, you cried a tangled mess of Carlos' name and whatever else you could manage out into the room.

Emerging from the foot of the bed, Carlos trapped your lips in another kiss as he grinned against your lips. The taste of your please lingered on his tongue and you could taste it as you kissed him.

You crawled up to him, your hands fiddling with the buckle of his belt as it unclasped. In one movement, you were able to tug his jeans and boxers down to a pool of material at his feet.

His length sprung up, and it was safe to say neither of you could wait much longer. You wrapped your hands around the base, before being shoved away.

"Tonight is all about you, querida. Tell me what you want," he instructed, his finger curled under your chin as he tipped your head up to look at him. "I want you to fuck me," you mumbled, unable to make eye contact with him for some reason.

You weren't used to asking for these things, they usually just happened as the night went on. "What was that? I didn't quite hear you," he mocked, unable to completely avoid teasing you.

"I said I want you to fuck me, Carlos," you assertively said, staring at him dead in the eyes. There was a sparkle of love in them, with tiny fragments of lust scattered throughout.

"Good, now go get comfy," he pointed to the pillows at the top of the bed. You did as you were told and settled yourself in, your head perched atop the pillows.

Soon enough, Carlos was hovering over you again, a few strands of his dark locks dangling in front of his eyes. He took one of your hands and laced his fingers with yours, pinning it beside your head.

Carlos lowered himself down and positioned himself in front of your entrance, the tip excruciatingly teasing you. He was just as impatient as you were, so he slowly slid his way through your slick walls.

As he gently began thrusting in and out, he took great pleasure in the feeling of your walls squeezing around him and the look on your face was priceless to him. He sped up and lunged deeper, hitting that one spot that destroyed all of your self respect and unraveled you.

"Fuck, Carlos!" you cried, the nails on the other hand scratching down his back and leaving red lines down his skin. Every time his dick hit your cervix, you loudly and needily moaned.

You hadn't been going long, but you could already feel you were close. Carlos knew this as he felt you tighten around him, hurrying his orgasm along as well. "Shit Carlos, I'm going to cum," you managed to say, overwhelmed by the amount of pleasure you were feeling.

Just as you said it, you came undone beneath him, nearly screaming out. The sounds of you moaning, the look on your face and the feeling of your juices flooding all over him made Carlos cum straight after you did.

Nobody could make him feel the way you did and nobody could make you feel the way he did. You were made for eachother. It was like he was hand-sculpted to be perfect for you and only you, and you were put together piece-by-piece with him in mind.

He buried his head in your neck as he let out deep groans of bliss. After a few more thrusts as you rode out your highs, Carlos flopped down beside you and looked at you.

If you weren't tired earlier, you certainly were now. You were left feeling completely spent, but it was the best purchase you could ever make. But, you still needed dinner. "How does a take out sound?" he asked, running his fingers over the territorial marks on your neck and shoulders.

"Absolutely perfect," you grinned, not feeling like getting out of bed or cooking.

And, maybe after, you could return the favor after an incredible relaxation session. You should be tired more often, you thought. A/N - Idk if I really like this, so let me know in the comments what you think! I just feel like it's a bit cringe... Lmk <3

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widowbitessting · 6 months

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The Devil is What You Drink - A Sugar Mommies Drabble

Word Count: 2110

Rating: General with fluffy scenes. SFW!

Dom!Natasha Romanoff, Dom!Wanda Maximoff, Dom!Carol Danvers x Sub!Reader

In retrospect, ringing one of your doms when you’re extremely tipsy and walking home alone at 1am, really isn't the best idea.

But with the wine running through your system, it really doesn’t bother you.

Natasha picks up after the first ring, voice heavy with sleep and it makes you grin broadly; almost jumping up and down on the spot with excitement.

“Hi, Natty!”

“...baby, hi.” She inhales deeply and you can picture her rubbing her eyes. “What time is it? Where are you?”

“Oh, y’know me and MJ had that friendaversary didn’t we! Five whole years, Natty, can you believe it? How I haven’t killed her yet, I don’t know.”

“Breathe, love.”

“So I got home from class and MJ really wanted to go out for a drink and I was like, sure why not! So we went to that cute bar I took you one time - I got that cute flower in my drink, remember it, Natty?”

“Yes, baby, I remember.”

“So we went there and we wanted to be fancy again and got wine. Now I know, I know, wine is evil but it tastes so good so it can’t be that bad, eh? So we had like…two…maybe three bottles and just talked about all the stuff we’ve done together, cos’ like, five years is super long, isn’t it, Natty?”

“Yes, baby.”

“And then -” You boot a stray beer can with your foot and send it soaring into a nearby wall. It’s loud, especially in the quiet area you’re in and it immediately catches Natasha’s attention.

“Baby…I haven’t heard MJ speak the entire time you’ve been on the phone to me…normally she pipes up…where is she, darling?”

“Well she got picked up by Peter about fifteen minutes ago and the bar isn’t too far from home! So I thought I’d go on an adventure and - ”

“Stop.” A deep, low voice, commands.

The order comes so suddenly that it catches you off guard. You cease all words and movements as your inner submissive drops to her knees.

“So you’re on your own?” Natasha asks.

“...maybe…I just thought the fresh air would do me good..walk off the alcohol. Clever right?”

“Y/N, you tell me right now if you are on your own walking through the dark. It’s 2am!”

After hearing your full name you can’t help but bite back a little with sarcasm.

“Well yeah, I - I have to get home somehow duh. I can’t afford a taxi and it’s only around the corner.”

You hear Natasha rummaging around through the phone as you twirl a loose strand of hair around your finger.

“Look around, tell me where you are.”

You do as you’re told.

“Hmmm…well I see black ‘cos it’s dark…”

“Y/N.”

“Again with the name, gah! Erm, I dunno, I took the shortcut and -”

“You have to the count of fucking five to get to the nearest streetlight, I swear to God.”

“But it’s all the way over there!”

“5.”

“I can make it there before you get to two!”

You take off sprinting, giggling gleefully as you go, one hand pinning your cell to your ear as your other arm sticks out to keep your balance.

Only, it’s you. In heels. In the dark.

You take the grand total of seven steps before you go crashing down, ankle bending at a near 90 degree angle as gravity takes you to the cement. You scrape your knees and your palm, squeaking upon impact.

“Detka, did you just fall?”

“Mhm, running in heels is not the way to go. Ouch.”

You’re lucky there’s no glass.

“Get up for me, can you do that? Are you okay?” When you reply, she continues, “now walk slower to the streetlight. And please don’t fall over any more twigs as you go.”

“That was one time!”

“One time too many.”

Limping and grumbling as you go, you manage to get out of the alleyway without any more injuries and cross over to the streetlight.

“Natty, there’s gum on it. Gross.”

“Don’t eat it. Don’t touch it.”

You drop your hand.

“Fiiiine.”

“Where are you now?”

“I dunno, outside?”

An exasperated sigh reaches your ears.

“Tell me exactly what you see, Y/N. Be specific.”

A car door slams shut through the phone as you glance around.

“I see trees…houses…oh the moon! Woah, pretty.”

“If you’ve somehow managed to get to the moon, Y/N, I will lose my shit.”

“If I take a picture will you see it? It’s so pretty! Carol loves the moon.”

“Baby, what else do you see?” Natasha gently reminds you.

“Erm…oh! Oh, a restaurant! Can we go Natty? It looks nice!”

“What’s it called babygirl, gimme a name.”

Natasha’s car roars to life.

“Why don’t you just stalk me, hmm? Be quicker.” You let out a giggle.

“Because then I’d have to hang up, so no.” Natasha is silent for a second, waiting for your giggles to calm down, knowing her reply just fell on cotton filled ears. “Are you finished?”

“Maaaaybe.”

“Now,” she warns, “I want you to listen to me because you only have one last chance, Y/N. Give me the name of that fucking restaurant before I spank your ass into next week.”

“M-Mama’s…” You squint at the flag. “Oh! I think it’s Jamaican, I love Jamaican food!”

“Mhm, I know you do. Do me a favour? Have a look at the menu? Pick something you'd think we’d all like.”

“Really? Even something like curried goat?” You scurry to the lit up window, eyes taking a second to adjust to the bright lights coming from inside. “‘Cos I had that once and I thought there was a fruit loop in there but it wasn’t - there’s a cat! Hi cat!”

“NO!” Natasha practically deafens you. “Y/N, do not follow that cat!”

“But he’s so fluffy! He’s got a big tail, hi baby!”

“Y/N, it’ll have fleas, no! Do not touch it, stay where you are!”

“But Hedwig -”

“Isn’t Hedwig from Harry Potter?”

You stop walking, ashamed that those words even came from her mouth.

“I let you fuck me with that mouth. Yes! It’s Hedwig! Harry Potter’s owl!”

“Do you want to watch it when we’re home?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes! Can we really?”

“Only if you choose something really yummy from that restaurant then, baby girl. C’mon, Harry Potter is on the line here.”

“But -”

“Say bye to Hedwig.”

“...bye Hedwig.” Your voice is tiny and it breaks Natasha’s heart. “Safe travels! Drink milk and eat tuna!”

“God, you’re so fucking cute, baby.” Natasha mumbles. You, of course, miss it, far too busy waving the black cat off. “Now pick us something to eat, we’re so hungry.”

“You got it, boss!”

“Good girl, baby. You’re doing so well for me. What do you see?”

You peer close to the menu, bumping your nose against the glass.

“Hmmm…” You don’t even hear her as the car rolls up behind you. “I dunno yet but I might get served right away, Natty, it’s empty inside. How lucky is that?”

“So lucky baby, who’d have thought a Jamaican restaurant would stay open until 2 in the morning.”

“I know right? But I’m not sure what to get! Maybe I should ask someone.”

“Y/N -”

You ignore her and go to the door, pulling it with such a force that you don’t expect it to not open. Your grip slips and you stumble back.

“Wha - hey. Daddy the door is stuck!” You go back and try to push it this time, coming to no avail. “My food! Excuse me? I can’t get in!”

“Y/N, tone your voice down, darling.”

“No, the food! I can see it!” You actually have tears forming in your eyes. “I want my dumplings! No! Daddy, I need you. Help me open this stupid door!”

“Daddy’s here, baby.”

When Natasha’s hand gently takes you by the wrist, you look at her with a pout, unphased that she’s even there.

“Dumplings, daddy. They’re there, see!”

She doesn't even look away from you.

“Yes, baby, I do. But you’re shivering. Let’s get you into the car, hmm? Get all warm before you eat dumplings.”

“...make sure you tell them they need to fix their door…that’s so bad for service…”

You all but sag into the redhead as she carries your exhausted body to the car.

“You’re getting sleepy now, huh?”

“Mmm, so sleepy.”

Natasha takes her sweatshirt off and before you can even protest, shoves it over your head, enveloping you in her scent. If you hadn’t been so tipsy, you might have clocked her sweatpant and sports bra combo sooner. Perhaps even have drooled.

You’ve been in the car for five minutes when you finally realise.

“Woah,” You can’t help but stare at her abs. “I could eat a six course meal off there.”

“You’ve licked whipped cream off them before, detka.”

“Yeah well - I - you’re just, damn.” You force yourself to blink. “Someone get me a glass…I’ve just found me a tall drink of water.”

Natasha rolls her eyes.

“Smooth, darling, smooth. Hitting on me with Disney.”

“Did it work?”

“No. But A+ for effort.”

“Dang it.”

You pass out for a few minutes, after humming a song from Tangled to yourself. You’re warm. Cosy. Wrapped up in a Natasha scented burrito and it lulls you to sleep. Jerking only slightly when the car door opens and the cold wind hits your body. Natasha - because of course she is that strong - scoops you up effortlessly into her arms and easily moves you both to the elevator. Your neck drops back, a small snore escaping you.

She has you. You’re officially asleep, safe and sound. Punishment already thought and saved ready for tomorrow. All she has to do is carefully place you on the bed, sneak out to get water and slide in next to you.

Only, the second your head touches the pillow, your eyes fly open and Natasha’s soul almost leaps from her body.

“Jesus fuck!”

“Dumplings! Daddy, we left my dumplings!”

Besides you, Wanda stirs.

“No way, close your eyes and go back to sleep, Y/N. C’mon, You were snoring.”

You pout, tears once again forming in your eyes.

“But - ” You hiccup. “They’re lonely! They saw me, they knew I was there to eat them and I left them there!”

“Tomorrow, darling.”

“No, now.”

“I will get you all the dumplings in the world tomorrow, if you will just-go-to-sleep.”

You ponder, glossy eyes looking into Natasha’s stressed ones.

“...that’s a whole lot of dumplings, daddy. Bit excessive actually.”

“Detka, I swear to God -”

“Deal!” You giggle. “God I love dumplings. Got a dumpling shaped hole in my tummy as we speak. Riiiight here.” You point to your stomach and Natasha has to stop herself from laughing.

“Go to sleep and you will get them faster.”

“...dumplings? What? What’s happening?”

It’s like you forgot Wanda was even there, reacting like a child of Christmas morning when you register she’s right next to you; auburn locks a wild mane around her head.

“Hi!”

Wanda’s scream of shock is muffled by your shoulder and you both end up rolling into Carol.

Who isn’t impressed. At all.

“Separate bedrooms, Romanoff. I told you.” She glares at the red head who has her face in her hands. “Why the fuck have I been woken up by Y/N talking about dumplings?”

“She’s drunk.”

“Tipsy!”

“Oh I love tipsy, baby!” Wanda snuggles into you closer. “Hi tipsy baby.”

“Hi none tipsy mommy!”

“I cannot - ” Carol jumps up out of the bed just in time to avoid being flattened by the two rolling bodies. “Nat, what?”

“It’s a long story.”

“Tell me tomorrow. You’re on your own.” The blonde walks past Natasha and kisses her before vacating to the safety, and peaceful, spare room. “If you can’t control them, you know where I am. They’ll tire themselves out eventually.”

“Or order enough dumplings to feed 5,000 people. Get off your phone, Wanda!”

The other woman looks at her a little sheepishly.

“But dumplings sound so good right now.”

“Have fun babe!” Carol shouts.

Natasha sighs, watching as you and Wanda roll around the bed excitedly. You’re part way through telling her about your adventure, far too sleep deprived to notice her dommy side appearing when you tell her you walked by yourself. It’s quickly squashed down when you mention Natasha’s brave and daring rescue and you mount her legs to stare into her eyes.

“Dumplings, mommy. We need to get them.”

“We really do.”

With an over exaggerated eye roll, Natasha slams her head on the bedroom wall.

“I give up.”

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woman-actress · 3 months

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Jealous character x Fem!reader pleeaaaase

It's an SOS that I'm sending to you ...I am what we can call: an addict of fanfictions.

That's why I ask anyone who can write these wonderful things ... I'm in need and I have no desire to cure this addiction.

A little list :

Natasha Romanoff :

Wanda Maximoff :

Carol Danvers :

Lena Luthor :

Literally every character played by Cate Blanchette :

Same for Sarah Paulson :

Alma peregrine :

So many women and possibilities of toxic relationships and possible jealousy, really I would be happy to be crushed by these womens....

Thanks ! Really 💕

#natasha romanoff x reader #cate blanchett x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #carol danvers x reader #yelena belova x reader #kate bishop x reader #emily prentiss x reader #agatha harkness x reader #alma peregrine x reader #sarah paulson x reader #jealous girl #marvel imagine #dc imagine #smu

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julinasblog · 2 months

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BACK AGAIN (E.W.) pt.1

cw: swearing, mini backstory, 16 & 19 flashback age gap, mentions of smoking and drinking, bad terms, little bit of anxiety, (uses of Y/N), cliffhanger, mentions of abandonment, future smut in pt 2.

note: this is my first actual writing and post so bare w me 😭. please give me recommendations and or requests !! ❤️ also the start of this is pretty slow, sorry !! let me know if you guys want a second part ❣️

summary: On your walk back home, you suddenly get a message from your best friend who is updating you on a special someone who recently came back to town and wants to catch up after ending on bad terms.

from the river to the sea, palestine will be free 🇵🇸

Usually on late nights like now you'd find yourself with Dina, in her car, driving you home. but tonight was different. You took the normal route but this time you had to walk from Dina's place, as always because tonight she was with Jesse of course, but, she promised to make it up to you, and she kept her promises.

So here you were at 1:00am, wandering the streets of your neighborhood. Recently there has been much talk about weirdos and hobos roaming the area. Not that it scared you.. (Which is what you tried to convince yourself.) You continued walking until a sudden familiar ding was heard from you phone, followed but a ring.

"Hello??"

"Girl. I've been texting you. Where are you?"

"Dina, I'm fine i'm like five minutes away from my house, I'll survive."

You knew Dina cared for you.

"Alright, alright. Just let me know when you get home. Again, i'm sorry for the quick change of plans."

"Dina, it's fine. Just go spend some time with Jesse, you deserve it."

From the other side of the phone Dina rolled her eyes playfully as she smiled.

"Thanks, I owe you."

"Big time." You joked

You hung up and as soon as you knew it, you arrived home. "Ugh finally." You grabbed your phone out and shot a quick text to Dina, as you said you would.

Y/N : 'finally home as always, and i survived too!?..huh!'

Dina : 'yeah, yeah whatever, BUT off topic you'll never guess who just texted me.'

Y/N : 'huh? who'

Dina : 'bitch, guess.'

Y/N : 'cmon, i have nothing to work with, just tell me'

Dina : '🙄 i was expecting more of a dramatic guess but THE Ellie Williams just texted me. She said she's back in town, her and that cat girl just broke up, so she moved back here.'

Y/N : 'WHATTT. don't tell me she's moving back to our city...'

Dina : 'you guessed it!'

Y/N : 'shitt, i haven't seen her since i was like 16. i hope she forgot about me, we ended on horrible terms girl. 😭'

After a while you continued your night waiting from a response from Dina until finally, you felt tired enough to go upstairs into your room onto your bed and you began shutting your eyes.

Multiple rings awoken you, suddenly making you rise up with a hand to your chest, over your heart. You took a look at your phone revealing a missed call from Dina and a few new messages. You glanced at the time. 10:47am. "Fuck, I fucking slept in again." You whined before you sat up on the edge of your bed before opening the notifications.

Dina : 'bitch wake tf up , I HAVE NEWS. SHE IS ASKING ABOUT YOU.'

Dina sent you a screenshot of their messages. Chatting back and fourth before one of Ellie's text lands on your name, reading, 'What about Y/N? You guys still friends?' Dina simply replied, 'Yes, still. Are you guys talking? Good terms?' Which made you laugh out loud. Dina was clearly playing dumb. You scrolled the the next screenshot to Ellie saying...'No. Haven't heard from her. Do you have her number? I would talk to her but she's probably still held back from that biatch Nate.' Nate was your ex from your sophomore year. Ellie hated him. Nate would always ignore you and you would always be wrapped around his fingers whenever you could be. Ellie hated you for it, in-fact, she hated both of you for it.

Y/N : 'DAMNMNN. DON'T TELL HER ANYTHING I'M BEGGING YOU. 🙏🙏'

Dina : 'look who is finally up. but seriously, trust me I didn't tell her anything..yet..she invited us and jesse and some other friends of hers to a hotbox.....'

Y/N : 'no way. we're not going.'

Dina : 'Cmon, it'll be fine. we'll even catch up and you guys can get back to being on good terms. I won't force you, but think about it pleaseee.'

Y/N : 'girllll, fine. only if you stay with me and we only stay for a little bit. i seriously don't wanna face her after so many years. when is it?'

Dina : 'THANK YOU. i'll stick with you the whole time, i promise. it's at six. she said it's nothing fancy but their gonna smoke and probably drink. I'll pick you up around 5:20 okay? SEE YOUU. xoxo'

"Ugh. This is gonna be humiliating..why did I say yes.." you groaned and was staring to rethink her choices before she got off the bed and looked for an outfit. Nothing fancy. Simple flared yoga pants and a grey camisole with a hoodie tied around the waist. After a few minutes of changing you went downstairs to brush your teeth and ya started to get ready for the day.

5:12pm Dina : 'omw'

Y/N : 'i'm gonna shit my pants.'

Dina pulled in the driveway honking. You grabbed your purse, keys, and your phone as you walked outside into Dina's car.

"You ready or what?" Dina asked, clearly confident. "Where is this place anyway? Is this in some sketchy van or like some type of room?" You asked, ready for any possible answer. "Well.. close. It's at Ellie's house- or well, basement." Dina said as she began driving. "Seriously? Out of all places we're going to her house!? She's gonna murder me or something?! She probably remembers the old snotty me from high-school." you whined which made Dina chuckle, "Relax. It's just catching up. She was like 19 and you were 16. Let's be real. She's probably over it by now." Dina said, reassuring.

6:02pm. You both arrived. Ellie's driveway was pretty packed. "Dina i'm actually gonna shit my pants." you said, CLEARLY SCARED. Meanwhile, Dina texted Ellie letting her know that the two arrived. "Cmon, it's fine. We're fine. We can stay for a little and leave." Dina said. Soon they prepared and both entered and followed everyone downstairs where Ellie was spotted.

"Ellie!" Dina obnoxiously shouted to which you playfully, but forcefully punched Dina's arm just before Ellie walked over, and boy did she look different. Mullet auburn hair, a toned body, a tattoo, her clothing was different...her tank...and her sweatpants...She looked so...-

Until tapping was suddenly felt on your shoulder. "oh..uh hm?" You looked at Dina who was looking at you right before Ellie came over.

"shitt, you look..different.." Ellie's eyes scanned Dina up and down before she focused on you. "Shit? Y/N? You look different as hell too." This made you feel some type of way but you just couldn't describe it. Dina noticed your lack of comfort and she began talking. "Hey, how have you been, El? It's been a while." No shit, you thought. It's been three years since she left for her, now ex-girlfriend. She left as soon as she turned 19, abandoning you, but she kept little contact with you before she had completely ghosted you. "I'm doing well. But it's been like.. three years, yeah?" Ellie scoffed before she continued. "..we're about to play a game of truth or down in five if you guys are down." Ellie suggested.. but Ellie kept her glance off you but only on Dina.

But Something felt off.

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before midnight

pairing: Leon Kennedy x reader

synopsis: Leon is just a rookie cop and it's his first day at the RPD. things don't turn out as expected, but luckily, you were there to save him.

warnings: smut at the end, re2r leon, explicit content and use of y/n (one mention), use of she/her (a few mentions too), second person (you). minors, DNI! there's explicit sexual content!

author's note: part two of before trilogy. this part is set years before the first one and explains better the relationship between Leon and the reader. this part is heavily inspired by my playlist to write. there are a lot of sad songs there, and it has some personal stuff written here, too. plus: i haven't played re2r, which means a few events from the game are changed to fit better what I've wrote.

word count: 4981k

before: part one | part three

Leon drove to Raccoon City with one thing in mind.

He was excited to start as a cop. It was his first day, although he was late as hell. He couldn't help, honestly. Last night, his girlfriend broke up with him, and he got drunk. Truth be told, he wasn't feeling so upset about what happened. Their relationship wasn't going well, and the best thing they could do for each other was a breakup.

He hadn't a place to stay or a friend to borrow the couch for a couple of days. What a crazy idea, he thinks to himself.

But it was too late to turn back. After he left the gas station, he drove a couple of miles until he reached the city, and it was raining. He was wearing his casual outfit, white sneakers, blue jeans, a white shirt, and a grey jacket; it was a cold night and the rain didn't make that better. Leon sighed heavily, he was late as hell for his first day, what a lovely impression he was leaving.

But, to his surprise, the city was empty.

There were cars abandoned around, and he could see the barricade made by the police. He started to wonder if something happened there because that wasn't normal at all. He drove for a couple of miles before parking, trying to find a single soul. He heard someone moaning and decided to investigate. It was an officer, but he wasn't normal, he was strange. Walking and mumbling something Leon couldn't understand, raising his hands to grab him and with wild eyes.

If he just turned around and left the city...

The gunshot closer to his ear made him jump, scared. He fell to the ground, his heart beating faster inside his chest. He tried to find the source of the noise but only found someone holding a shotgun. The figure was covered by the dark, but he knew it wasn't a male.

"Are you okay?" your voice reaches him, breaking the silence.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine" he said, holding her hand to stand up. "Why did you do that?"

"That thing was ready to eat you alive. I saved your ass" you said to him, checking if the zombie was dead. "Who are you?"

"I'm Leon Kennedy, the new police officer" his voice shakes a little, as he stares at the dead zombie on the ground.

"Well, not a good first day to start at the police, huh?" you smirked, noticing how confused he was at the moment.

"What's happening here?" Leon asks, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

"I'm not sure, to be honest. All I know is that a few days ago, everyone started to act weird, they were biting each other, killing themselves and everyone on their way" you explained, reloading your shotgun. "The city is a mess, those things will try to kill you without hesitation, they're aren't human anymore"

His mind was so confused at that moment, he couldn't process the amount of information. He wanted desperately to wake up from that living nightmare, he wanted to go home and pretend this day never existed.

"Are you feeling alright?" you ask him, sounding more concerned than ever. He seemed to be so young and so vulnerable.

"Yeah, I'm just thinking" he nods his head, letting those thoughts wash away from his mind. "I need to go to the police station"

"Do you need company?" you ask him, suggestive. He seemed to be a little confused, sure it wasn't a good idea to let him go there alone and unarmed.

"That will be good, thank you" Leon said, his face lighting up a little. "So, you live here?"

"Yeah... before everything went to hell" your voice sound confident, but for some reason, you weren't feeling like that.

"I'm sorry" he said softly to you, in a comforting way.

"That's okay. We need to go to the station and then we'll find a way to leave this place. I don't intend to die here" you said, walking with him straight to the RPD.

"I'm sure we can find a way out of here" Leon assured you, his voice filled with determination, not even a reminder from the scared rookie cop you met a few moments before. "You have a good aim, do you practice target shooting or something?"

"I used to hunt when I was younger" you explained, the shotgun in hands, ready to blow heads from the zombies.

"Really? You don't look like a hunter, no offense" he smiled, trying to break the ice between you both.

"None taken. I think that's the beauty behind everything, you know? We see someone, for example, and then we made false presumptions based on what we see, but then... we're surprised by this same person when they do, say, or show us something that doesn't fit it" you said, pondering for an instant.

"And you said you weren't offended" Leon teased you for a bit, a slight smile on his lips.

"I didn't get offended, trust me" you laughed at him, a quick perception of his teasing. "I just like to think about things the way they are... it helps to understand better the world"

"And what's your perception of this situation?" Leon asks, a genuine hint of curiosity in his voice. He seemed so surprised by your words that he needed to hear more.

"Well, I'm still elaborating, but I'll let you know when I finish" you wink at him, playful, seeing his face blush. As you both kept walking towards the police station, the silence wasn't bothering you both anymore. "And here we are, rookie"

"Hey, look... maybe it's best if we stick together..." Leon suggested, rubbing the back of his head, his face blushing as he says this. "You know, two brains are better than one"

"Are you sure about that?" you ask him, raising an eyebrow. At least, it was something you couldn't deny. He nodded in response, his eyes shining with excited. "Alright, then... we can work together"

The West Office is dimly lit, its furniture overturned and papers scattered across the floor. You looked around the chaos inside the police station, then your eyes found Leon's eyes. He seemed to be shocked like he didn't want to believe what was happening. He tried to find something that could explain better what was going on, but there was nothing. Only groans of pain. With his pair of blue eyes, he received confirmation from you to investigate the source of the noise, with careful steps. Then, a zombie caught Leon by his leg, trying to push him, as you were shooting the others, you couldn't provide him assistance. Until a man yelled and pushed Leon away from the zombie, smashing his head.

"You're safe... for now" the officer said, his back against the door, his hand on his waist, where he was bleeding.

"Thanks" you and Leon said together.

"Marvin Branagh" the man introduced himself, trying to breathe properly. He seemed to be tired, a lot.

"Leon Kennedy... this is my friend, y/n" Leon said, pointing to you as you waved to the officer. "There was another office... I-I couldn't... I couldn't..."

But Leon couldn't finish the sentence. He was shaken, and now you could see it. You raised your hand to help him stand up, as Branagh approached you both. Leon wasn't lying about the officer, but he didn't tell Marvin that you were the one who shoot the man down.

"I'm sure you did all you could, Leon" Marvin said, indicating the direction to enter the precinct, although he glanced at you and the shotgun and he instantly knew what happened.

Leon found a uniform, changing his casual clothes into something that could protect him properly, as you and Branagh waited. The officer told you what was happening and instructed you to follow through a secret passage, which would lead you both outside the city safely.

"Does anyone knows what started this?" Leon's voice interrupted your conversation with Branagh.

"Not a clue" the man looked at Leon, now dressed as an officer from RPD, before returning his attention to the laptop. He seemed more confident than before. "But all you need to know is that this place will eat you both alive if you aren't careful"

"Yeah... I was supposed to start last week and I got a call to stay away" Leon said, fixing his glove on his hand. "I wish I'd come here sooner"

You just remained in silence. Officer Marvin was Leon's superior and everything they would talk about, well, it wasn't your concern. That's why you decided to check if the police station was safe at the moment. Unfortunately, you couldn't stop thinking about why Leon was there when he just could have obeyed the orders and never made his way to the city.

"You're here now, Leon. That's all that matters" Marvin said, his eyes focused on something else.

"Okay, Lieutenant. I'm ready" Leon approached the man, sighing.

"Hopefully, you would be able to find a way out of this station. The officer you met earlier, Elliot, thought this secret passageway might do the trick" Marvin glanced at the rookie cop, his hands filled with his blood, with the map in his hands. "I have instructed your friend, I'm sure she'll remember what I told her before".

"This is good news. We can get you to a hospital" Leon said, observing the sketch Marvin gave to him.

"No, no. I am not the priority here" Marvin said, his voice sounding harsher for a moment, groaning in pain.

"Lieutenant, I'm not just gonna leave you here..." Leon insisted before he stopped.

"I'm giving you an order, rookie. You save yourself first" Marvin interrupted him, his voice sharper and superior, full of authority. "I'd come with you, but I'd just slow you down... now... you'll need this..."

Leon sighed, observing his superior gives him a knife. He was reluctant to accept it, but what choice he had at the moment?

"I can't take it" Leon said, his voice sounding ashamed for a moment.

"Stop" Marvin interrupted him for a second time and when Leon grabbed the knife, Marvin leaned closer to him. "And don't make my mistake. If you see one of those things, uniform or not, you do not hesitate. You take it out... or do you run. Got it?"

"Yes, sir" Leon nodded, his eyes full of fear. It was serious. Any mistake could mean the difference between life and death.

Marvin sat down on the couch again, groaning in pain. His hand pressed the wound even more, a desperate way to avoid something inevitable.

"About your friend... I met her grandfather, he was a good man, and he taught her well. She's your best option to survive this place. Promise me you won't let anything happen to her" Marvin said again, his eyes locked on Leon.

"I will, sir. You have my word"

It was crazy to think the last order he received from his superior was a very clear message: survive. And it wasn't all, he had made a promise, he would keep you safe. He then left Marvin alone, walking around so he could at least find you. You were leaving the STARS office when you encountered him.

"Hey, I hope you had a nice talk with Marvin" you said to him, closing the door behind you and getting closer to him. "Nice outfit, by the way. Although I am sure I rather the other one"

"Yeah, thanks" Leon smiled largely, glancing at his uniform. "He told me there's a passageway that can get us out of here, but we need to go now"

"Sure, just lead the way" You nodded in agreement.

You both started to walk to the underground, and you felt something wasn't right. You had a strange feeling inside your chest, and by experience, you knew something bad was about to happen. You hear a noise and all the silence is abruptly interrupted by a mutant man trying to kill you both. With his fist, he threw you away like a puppet and you didn't die because Leon dragged his attention away from you.

"Run" he yelled at you, the mutant getting closer to him.

Your intuition was louder than your reason and you felt your body raising from the ground, your legs doing what you couldn't do for yourself. Pure fear.

In psychology, they say fear is "a basic, intense emotion aroused by the detection of imminent threat, involving an immediate alarm reaction that mobilizes the organism by triggering a set of physiological changes". At that moment, your brain was telling you to run. Your heart was telling you to stay. Your legs, well, they told you otherwise, and when you finally realized what was going on, you were at the parking garage.

"Leon!" you yelled his name, your heart beating genetically inside your chest. No response was audible. You could hear a loud noise coming from upstairs, the building above your head started to shake and dust fell from the ceiling.

You started to feel pain. There was a piece of broken glass spiked on your leg and you were bleeding. That didn't scare you, but it was hurting like hell. If you needed to run, well, that would be a problem. You were starting to get worried when you hear a noise and the first thing you did was grab the shotgun and point in the direction.

"Hey, it's me!" Leon said, raising his hands so you don't shoot him.

"Jesus Christ, you scared the living shit out of me!" you said, lowering the gun. He immediately noticed the wound in your leg.

"Let me look at that for you" he said, helping you sit down. He removed the glass very gently, then he used a bandage to wrap your leg. "Here you go, how does that feel?"

"Well, still hurts, but it is much better, thanks. What the hell was that thing?" you ask him, standing up and holding on his shoulder.

"I don't know, but I was able to ward him away from you" Leon told you, you both walking again.

"Thanks again, Leon" you just smiled, your cheeks slightly turning red as you both walked side by side. "I'm sure you don't have the key card, right?"

"Well, I'm not perfect, you know" Leon said, searching his pockets to see if he had anything to open the gate. You guys hear a noise, it was a dog. And he was infected with the same virus that turned everyone.

"Holy shit" you gasped, shooting the dogs. "This place is full of surprises and creepy stuff"

Both dogs were smashed by a van. Then, a mysterious woman left the van, she was wearing a red dress and a coat. She was very interesting, smooth, and sexy, even using heels. You felt a little uncomfortable around her presence. She was everything you weren't. It feels weird to not feel uncomfortable around someone who looks way better than you.

"Are you guys alright?" she asks, her voice very calm as she gets closer to you both.

"Yeah, thanks to you" Leon said, helping you to stand up again. "Who are you?"

"Ada Wong, FBI" the mysterious woman introduced herself, with her credentials in her hands. "I was sent to retrieve the G-virus. The same virus that is responsible for mutating William Birkin, which he developed with his wife and coworker, Annette Birkin"

"And for what purpose?" you asked her, your voice filled with suspicion.

But Ada just smiled at you. And for some reason, you didn't like it at all. People always said you were a little bit weird, but you always knew when people weren't telling the truth. And, for the same reason, something was wrong with her. You couldn't explain why, you just knew.

"We believe that this sample can incriminate Corporation Umbrella" Ada explained, her eyes fixed on Leon. "Well, I've said enough. This is where we go our separate ways. You both should get out of here soon, this place won't be around much longer"

As soon as she leaves, you just glanced at Leon. He said nothing, instead, you knew he blushed hard when she saved you both.

"If we survive here, I'll get you her number" you teased him, noticing how red his face was.

"Oh, shut up" Leon said, rolling his eyes, clearly annoyed at your teasing.

Something about Ada Wong made your body shiver. Of course, she was something else. You never met someone like her before probably that was why you were feeling a little intimidated by her presence. It was a silly thing, you knew deep down. But Jesus Christ, it was so hard for you to let that feeling go. You sighed heavily and, to your surprise, Leon got his attention on you.

"Are you okay?" he asks you, his voice soft but at the same time, full of concern.

"Yep, I was thinking" you said, walking next to him.

"A penny for your thoughts" the smile that appeared on his lips was genuine, and for some reason, you smiled back at him.

"Did you ever feel intimidated by someone way better than you? I mean, someone who looks much more interesting than you are?" You glance at him, biting your lower lip, anxious.

"Is this all because of Ada?" he raises an eyebrow and you felt your cheeks turn red like a tomato. He was so good at catching some signs. "Because if it is, well, I have something to say about it"

"And what is it?" this time you were the one that raised an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity on your expression.

"I don't think she's better than you. I mean, you shot that zombie in the head just to save my ass and you stayed with me even knowing nothing about me. Besides, I think you're really beautiful" Leon said very calmly, his voice full of kindness and, somehow, he didn't seem to be blushing. "And as far as I know until now, you're much more than beauty. You're kind, generous, funny, strong, resilient, and one of the most incredible person I've ever met. It's hard to find this quality these days... you're a good person, and I'm glad I'm here with you. I hope this makes you feel better"

You knew your face was red like a tomato, and Leon just smiled at you very gently. You wanted so badly to hide and maybe never see the light again. No one ever made you blush this way, and you didn't know for sure how you would deal with that.

"Now who's blushing here?" Leon teased you, smiling mischievously. You just rolled your eyes, annoyed.

"Oh, shut up, Kennedy" you replied to him, trying your best to avoid those butterflies in your stomach. "We need to get going... as Ada said, this place won't be around much longer"

"What do you think she meant by that?" Leon changed the subject quickly, he was wondering about Ada's words. For some reason, he was fearing the answer.

"I guess they are about to end Raccoon City. I've heard the news, but I couldn't remember until now" you told him, thinking about the subject as well.

"Then we need to get out soon" Leon said, his voice sounding full of determination like you've never seen before.

"This is where things get complicated" you said, smirking. When the outbreak started, the police closed every possible way out of the city. Except for one. "But maybe... we can get out using the subway station. I suppose the train still works, I saw some guys taking civilians into the subway station, they were evacuating those who survived"

"Sounds like a great plan to me" Leon nodded his head, grabbed the gun from his holster, then started to walk. Even for his young age, he seemed so full of courage and completely motivated. He was something else.

And it felt weird having someone so similar to you. In many aspects, Leon was exactly like you and, for some reason, you knew you had a chance to survive that hellhole. Of course, you could do that on your own, but having someone to be there with you, well, made things much easier. You had someone to talk to about what was going on, to help you relax and get through that situation. And, at least, it was someone prepared.

But, if you ever thought about escaping Raccoon City and being fine with that, oh, you were so wrong.

How could you ever think you would leave this behind? How could you ever wake up without being haunted by this night? How could you move on and overcome this place? You knew you couldn't do it. This place was your new scar and would follow you till your grave. Physically, you survived Raccoon City.

But to what costs?

Was your sanity the price to pay to survive? How far would you go lying to yourself that everything would be fine? Such a shame. You couldn't keep lying to yourself for the rest of your life. One day, you'll have to face what is happening in Raccoon City. One day, you'll have to face everything you've been running from. And when this day comes, your demons must be ready to face you, because you'll send them back to the hell they came from.

"Hey, we're almost there" Leon's voice brought you back to reality, and once you realize that, you just shake your head.

"Yeah, I guess we made our way safely" you said to him, your voice sounding darker for a moment.

"Is everything alright?" Leon asks you, a hint of concern in his words. You just glance at him, nodding silently.

"Yeah, I was thinking about some stuff... but it's nothing to be worried about" you said to him, your words convincing and cold, even though it wasn't your intention to sound like that.

"Are you sure you're alright?" Leon asks again, more concerned than before. He stops for a moment, holding your hand as he looks at you. Those pair of blue eyes, full of kindness and bravery penetrate your body like anyone did before. And for some reason, you felt something inside your chest. Desire.

And, without asking, without any permission, all you did was press your lips against his, starting this kiss in the most desperate way you can. If you don't make it out alive, well, screw everything else. Leon corresponded to your kiss in the same way, he was so desperate. He didn't want to die but sounded like a good idea to die being at least fucked by someone like you.

"Sweet Jesus" he whispered, his lips touching your neck as he removes your clothes, throwing them away.

"Come on, rookie. Show me what you can do" you provoked him, removing his RPD uniform.

Leon just smirks, obeying your orders. He laid you down, facing you and kissing your chest, his tongue circling your nipples as you grab his hair, moaning out of breath. You could feel the pressure of his cock against your legs, he was doing it on purpose to drive you crazy, and lord have mercy, he was good at it. You felt him remove your underwear, his fingers touching you and saw how wet you were.

"Is this all just for me?" he teases you, his fingers moving slowly against your clit.

"Y-yes" you nodded, moaning softly, then kissed his neck and went straight to his lips. He started to kiss you again, and when you felt his cock inside you, you had to shut your mouth.

"Ahh... you don't want to attract those things, aren't you?" he moans, sliding deep inside you, his hips against yours. "Be a silent girl for me"

He held you as he started to move faster and deeper. Your legs are on his shoulders as he faces you, holding you tight against his hips, and for god's sake, how you wanted to moan louder. It felt so good having him inside, he was fucking you so hard that you started to tear up, and all you wanted to do was thank him.

"God... you taste so good being all this wet just for me..." he moaned again, praising you as he faces you, his cock going deeper and faster. "You're... s-so beautiful..."

"I-I'm close" you moaned again. He was eating you so hard like he wanted that so badly. You could tell by the way he was going inside your walls and you felt so good.

"Not yet" he said, removing his cock. His fingers reached your clit and started to move faster, and before you could say something, you felt him inside as he started to masturbate you, his cock synchronized with him going inside and out.

"F-fuck" you moan again, biting your lip as he masturbates you and fucks you at the same time, harder and harder.

"Holy... holy shit" Leon moaned again as he moves deeper, before releasing his cum all over you. He looks at you, spreading your legs wide open and when you feel his tongue on your wet pussy, you moaned louder, unable to keep it just for yourself.

His tongue made contact with your clit, you could feel him sucking it and licking you, making sure you were going insane. Your hand grabbed his hair so tightly that he groaned, but he was so focused on making you cum that he didn't care. He held your thighs against his shoulder and he kept licking you until you were satisfied.

"Oh... SHIT" you moan louder before you cum on him. He glances at you, licking his lips and smiling, his hands still on your thighs.

"Good girl" he teased you, smiling and cleaning his mouth. Then, gently, he helped you get dressed again before something could happen. Your legs were shaking, you almost knew for certain you wouldn't be able to walk for a couple of days. "Are you fine? I hope I wasn't that savage"

"Are you kidding? You were great. Now I can die in peace" you teased him back, helping him find his clothes.

But that moment got interrupted by a child's scream. Leon glanced at you and instantly, both of you found a brunette and a young blond girl running away from something. You didn't have time to think, and things went faster than you could process. In one moment, they were running away, the next one, Leon was on the ground, groaning in pain and bleeding.

"What the hell is going on?" you screamed at the brunette, helping Leon stand up.

"We'll explain later. Run!" she yelled back at you, grabbing the kid's hand and running again.

It was hard to run holding Leon, but you knew it was now or never. You managed to drag him to the train and the last thing you knew was that you both were leaving Raccoon City behind.

"I'm glad I have you here with me" Leon said, still groaning in pain. His hand reached his shoulder where there was a hole from the bullet. "I guess I owe you again. This is the second time you saved me"

"Are we doing scores now?" you laugh at him, using a first aid kit you found inside the train.

"Yeah, sure" Leon smiled while he watches you clean his bullet hole and bandage his shoulder. "Look... Officer Marvin told me something before we left the RPD station... I think you should know"

"Really? What did he say?" you ask Leon, raising an eyebrow as you speak, a hint of curiosity in your voice.

"He made me promise I would keep you safe" his voice sounds soft and caring. For some reason that you couldn't explain, you felt something inside your chest. "And I intend to do that for as long as I'm alive"

"This means I'll have you around for a long time, then?" you ask him again, smiling. You sat next to him, allowing yourself to relax your tensed body.

The brunette girl entered the place you were with Leon and the little blonde girl was behind her, following near her, their hands together.

"Hi, I'm Claire. This is Sherry" the brunette introduced herself and introduced the little girl. You said your name to her and said Leon's because he was starting to faint due to the shot.

"Ok," Leon waved at the little girl, smiling very awkwardly. "Nice to meet you, Claire"

"Are you guys like girlfriend and boyfriend?" Sherry asks, looking straight at you and Leon. Your cheeks turned red with her question and you just glanced at him, nervous.

"No, we met last night, actually" Leon smiled at her, then looked at you. Suddenly, the image of fucking you the way he did cross his thoughts and he smiled again. "But it would have been a hell of a first date"

"So you both were escaping Raccoon City? God, that place was like a living hell" Claire sits next to you, with Sherry next to her. "I was trying to find my old brother, but he left the city a few days ago"

You felt your leg hurt again due to the broken glass. At least, it wasn't bleeding any more. You touched the cut, just to see if everything was in order, then, your eyes met Claire's. And before you could say something, you felt Leon's head leaning closer to your shoulder as he fainted. Even after the nightmare, you were glad he was alive.

"Well, we're alive and safe. This is all that matters" you said to her, in a friendly tone, as you watched Raccoon City explode.

The sun was rising.

And you both were safe. You both survived Raccoon City and from now on, you wouldn't be alone anymore.

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