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The air is so thick that breathing is virtually difficult. This was the situation with Jill Valentine, who was putting pressure on a gash she had sustained on her left shoulder while leaning on a rock. Jill groaned in agony and despair at the screams and the sound of pallets falling. She was doomed with only one more hook. Of course it was her luck that "The Mastermind," who knows her like the back of his hand, was the killer. They formerly had a friendship once. Jill continued to breathe heavily as her heartbeat picked up once again. She could hear the grass in front of the rock crunch under The Mastermind’s large boots. Jill held in her groans of pain while tears cleaned the blood off of her face, she never wanted this.
Jill kept holding onto her left shoulder and the grass with her left hand. As her vision began to blur, she leaned back and looked up at the dark and drab sky. Finally, the heartbeat started to fade, but Jill knew that she was going to bleed out, right here. She began to relax her body and let out a calm breath, if she was going to bleed out, she’s going to do it peacefully.
That was, of course, before a young man who was Jill's age protruded from the corner of the rock. She could feel someone watching her. Jill opened her eyes slowly and lifted her head, almost making her scream, before he put a hand over her lips and sat down next to her.
Jill removed his hand and regarded him.
“Leon?”
“Jill, are you all right?”
“Does it look like it?”
They looked worriedly into each other's eyes as they conversed in whispers.
"I brought a first aid kit; do you need any help?"
Leon then pulled out the red, battered medical kit from his left hand. This caused Jill to pause. She was always able to complete tasks on her own, but his assistance would be beneficial to her given that she had only brought a flashlight.
"You know what, fine,"
“Good, where is it?”
Jill took her bloodied hand off her gushing shoulder. She groaned and threw her head to the side as she glanced at her hand and shoulder.
"Jill, Jesus. Well, let me help you,"
The hair on Jill's face was brushed away by picking up her head. A roll of bandages was taken by Leon after he unlocked the first aid kit. After that, the blonde boy kneeled over Jill, putting her legs in between his spread ones.
“Is this position necessary?”
"Well, if you want me to do it right, then yeah, i guess so.”
Jill moaned at the pressure that was applied to her shoulder, causing her to throw her head back. She quickly placed her hands on Leon’s shoulders and gripped them tightly.
Although Leon wasn't a sadist, he had to confess that it made his stomach tingle a little. He almost felt bad that it made him feel that way. Leon sighed and tried to ignore the growing warmth in his cheeks and stomach. Jill inhaled deeply and kept her hands resting on Leon's shoulders.
Jill looked at the flustered Leon and whispered, "Jesus, be a little more careful next time."
“Yeah, yeah I'm pretty much finished,” He truly meant it. Soon after, blood-stained white bandages were securely wrapped over Jill's shoulder. When he was through, though, Leon stayed atop Jill and continued to stare down at her.
Jill looked up in a state of perplexity, but she also experienced butterflies.
“Leon? You can get off now.”
As Leon pulled the hair that was in Jill's face behind her ear, the chilly air struck the side of her cheek. When the blonde touched Jill's cheek, she sank into the warmth of his palm. Jill was flustered, anxious, and puzzled. When she felt Leon's other palm on her other cheek, her entire body trembled. She was unable to put her finger on it, but there was something about his touch that made her nearly forget the kind of position they are in. Jill said while shaking her head,
"I don't think this is the greatest time to do this right now,"
“You're right; I think that's what does it for me.”
Moving her hands down to his chest and gently pressing her lips against Leon's, Jill sighed and smiled. They both agreed that now was not the time or location to do this. That it was more of a spur of the moment decision because there are so many things that could go wrong.
Leon started kissing Jill's jaw and the corner of her mouth. The brunette slid her hands into Leon's unruly blonde hair while lifting her head to allow him more space. As Leon moves his hands down to place around her waist, he bites the delicate skin on her neck, Jill groans quietly and gently tugs on Leon’s hair.
Leon's tan jacket is removed from his shoulders by Jill by slipping her hands under it. This frees Leon up to remove the rest by taking his hands off Jill's waist and throwing his jacket behind him. Green eyes started to look over his body. He was wearing a tight black shirt underneath that hugged his muscles and highlighted his abs. His perspirated skin, which had some blood on it, was illuminated by the bright moon. As Leon slid two hands up her blue tank top, Jill lifted her arms. She let out a small sigh from the, still injured, shoulder. Once Leon was able to take it off, he left her in the white tank top underneath. The heat between Jill's legs grew warmer, and so did Leon’s. Jill encircled his neck with her arms and started kissing him once the blue top was out of his hands.
The blonde boy then repositioned his hands on Jill's waist and started kissing her shoulder that wasn't hurt. In order to have more room to move freely from her shoulder to her neck, he used his teeth to pull the white strap down. Jill then began to unbuckle his belt as best she could, having an injured shoulder and not being able to see anything she was doing, it was definitely hard.
They were so absorbed in the thrill of the moment that they failed to see that they were essentially the only two survivors. Rebecca was on her second hook when Ada died on her third, and she was being chased.
Jill moved on to his fly as soon as she was able to unbuckle his belt and remove it from around his waist. Leon started to undo her fly as he dragged his hands around her body and over it.
As Leon started to gently nibble on Jill's neck, making sure to leave big, noticeable hickeys, Jill whimpered softly. The brunette continued to breathe heavily while biting down on her sensitive lips.
Jill's simple white underwear with lace lining was visible when Leon placed his hands into her pants and pulled them down to her knees after they had successfully undone each other's flys.
Leon's tight, black boxers were exposed when Jill reached down the sides of his jeans, grabbed hold of them, and pushed them down to his knees.
When a sudden hand was placed softly on Jill's neck, she choked out and moved her hands to his shirt's hem to pull it over his head. Jill was able to take off Leon's shirt and toss it with the rest of the clothes when Leon raised his arms and stopped biting her shoulder as a result.
“Leon, Leon, stop, quiet down!”
Jill muttered and instantly shot a palm over his mouth while covering her mouth with a finger.
Leon didn't know it, but as The Mastermind stepped noisily behind the boulder, his heart rate did start to quicken. Jill and he both clung to each other firmly.
When Jill took her hand away from her mouth, the sensation of warm skin on warm skin and the way she gently rubbed circles against Leon's shoulder caused the blonde to smile just a little beneath her palm.
Leon continued to hold her by the waist, bringing her a little bit closer than before.
While holding their breath, they could hear an army knife being dragged across the rock's gravel and the sound of agitated, heavy breathing. Jill squeezed Leon's shoulder and covered her mouth and nose with her free hand as the scent of overwhelming rust and perspiration overpowered her. Fortunately, the heartbeat slowed and the scent started to disappear as quickly as it came.
Before taking his hands off Jill's waist and tugging her top over her head, Leon gave her one more look in the eyes. Jill watched as Leon's erect cock pressed up against his boxers and raised her hands to allow him better access to take off her top.
Her simple, laced bra was exposed to Leon once her white tank top was removed and out of his grasp. The remainder of Jill's jeans were still hidden between Leon's separated legs, so she kicked off her boots and tugged them down. Finally, the blonde was able to free the brunette's legs from under him. He then sat back and removed his boots and pants.
When she leaned forward, Jill placed two hands into her underwear and carefully dragged them down her supple, long legs. As soon as he realized this, Leon reached for his boxers and started to pull them down.
Leon softly chewed at his lip and lowered his boxers past his feet as he watched Jill draw down her sticky underwear. He breathed a sigh of relief as the cool air touched his warm, unattended cock. As Jill finally let them slip down to her ankles and land on the ground, Leon seized the chance to move forward, grab her legs, and encircle them around his waist.
Everything happened so fast, neither of them had time to think, or be aware of their surroundings. Jill threw her hands onto Leon's shoulders and her back met the cold rock, letting out a little groan. The blonde put one hand on her shoulder and one on her waist.
Leon was able to effortlessly slide in and out at that point as he steadily drove himself into her wet hole. Before Leon raised up his hand and jammed two fingers into Jill's lips, she was about to let out a loud, breathy groan.
Jill was a little taken aback, but moaned into his fingers anyway.
The hold on her waist grew tighter as Leon settled into a rhythm, and Jill's breathing became labored. Jill raised her hands to his neck and gently squeezed it, making an audible squishy sound due to the wetness between their bodies.
Given how close they were to one another, Leon found it simple to lay his forehead against Jill's head and utter a low groan. As he took his wet, dripping fingers out of her mouth and dried them against her bare chest, he felt himself intensify the rhythm.
Once she dragged him forward and kissed his crimson lips, Leon’s body repeatedly pressed Jill's back gently into the rock.
They groaned against each other, moving apart to take breaths and then coming back together. Even when they were apart, a string of saliva continued to connect them.
Leon found his lips trailing down to her chin and jawline while they both felt a type of warmth in their stomachs. At this feeling, Leon’s rhythm became messy and Jill’s moans became louder and breathless.
“Leon…Leon.”
Jill spoke breathlessly, grabbing his chin with her hand and forcing him to look at her.
“I…I need you to pull out…the last thing I need is a pregnancy scare.”
She joked, but was also serious. Jill’s words were spoken between moans and heavy breaths as Leon nodded, putting two hands on her face. He took this chance to kiss her softly on the forehead and thrust slower but harder.
At that, they slammed a hand over each others mouths while Leon pulled out and let himself drip down his cock, his thigh, and then the ground. At the same time, Jill’s legs trembled as she released all over her thighs and the ground. They let out an equally loud moan against the warmth of each others palms and held each other close with a sense of actual affection.
The high was over as quick as it came when they pulled their palms away from each other.
Jill sat there breathless and trembling as Leon picked up her face, placed a soft kiss on her lips and mumbled.
“I love you, Jill.”