Resident Evil Series Fan Fiction ❯ Red Valentine: A Love Story ❯ Chapter 1: Waking up with Claire Redfield: Part: 1 ( Chapter 1 )
Jill snuggled even closer to the woman who was sleeping in her arms. She couldn’t be happier. She was with the love of her life. Claire came over the night before, crying at her doorstep. She was really worried about something, so the two of them stayed up all night talking until they both fell asleep in Jill’s bed at nearly two in the morning. She had woken up almost two hours ago as the sun rose up in the sky, shining through the bedroom windows.
Claire started to wake up wriggling a bit, causing the older girl to chuckle. Her eyes fluttered open. She glanced around the room, noticing the blue wallpaper. She quickly realized where she was, she blushed deeply. She was in Jill’s arms with their legs tangled together underneath the older woman’s covers.
“Jill? I’m sorry about crying so much last night. I was a hot mess. I’ve just been dealing with so shit lately that it finally overwhelmed me. Thank you for helping me. I really needed you. And you’re always there for me when I’m in way over my head.” She rolled over facing Jill, they were so close that they could feel each other’s breaths.
“You’re hot, but you’re no mess. We have been through so much over the years, we really do need to let our pain, anger and hate out somehow. If sparring with you until we both feel like we’ve been hit by trains, then so be it.” Jill’s face heated up. She hadn’t hung around the redhead as much as she wanted to because every single time she would smile at her, the former S.T.A.R.S. member's face would turn blood red, her heart would beat faster and her cock would get hard.
“Really? Thank you. You’re pretty hot yourself. And you’re absolutely right. I did have a lot of fun. It’s been so long since I’ve sparred like that too. I had so much shit built up, I had to get rid of it somehow. There’s something that I need to tell you. I’m in love with you. I’ve just been too fucking scared to tell you. Until now.” She shifted closer to her, their foreheads almost touching. Her heart felt like it might actually burst out of her chest.
“I feel the same way about you. I just don’t want to ever lose you because of all the crazy fucking shit that we somehow almost always get into. Is it okay if I kiss you?” When Claire nodded, Jill slipped her hands around her neck as Claire placed her hands on her waist. She moved closer, kissing the redhead for the first time.
Claire let a moan slip out when Jill swiped her tongue across her bottom lip. She parted her lips, letting the other woman’s tongue inside. As her mouth was explored, she began to moan even more.
Jill smirked through the kiss. She couldn’t believe that she was making out with her crush. It’s pretty the best night of both of their lives. It would get even better. As their kiss became even more passionate, they started to touch and caress each other over their clothes. She could feel herself get even harder in her panties than she already was. Only Claire could do that to her.
Several moments after making out she rolled Claire onto her back, climbing on top of her stopping the kiss only long enough to do so. She started to grind herself against the redhead, moans coming slipping out of their mouths.
Claire wrapped her legs around her waist pulling her closer, leaving no space between them. Their breaths were coming in faster now.
All of a sudden Jill pulled out of the kiss, sitting up on Claire’s lap. They were both breathing harder now, trying to get it back under control.
“Are you sure? We can wait. I think that we are going a bit too fast here.” Jill really wanted to go all the way. She’s dreamed and fantasized of this moment, but she was scared she would fuck it somehow. She didn’t feel that way in that specific moment in time.
“There’s nothing else in the entire world than to be with you in every way imaginable. I want, I need you to make love to me tonight. Make me yours and I’ll make you mine. I love you Jill and I always will.” Claire wanted to tell her that for years, now she had. She couldn’t be happier than she was right then and there.
“I love you too, Claire. More than you’ll ever know.” She grabbed the hem of her t-shirt, slowly pulling up her body, first over her well defined abs, then revealing the blue bra that covered her c-cup breasts and over her head. She threw it onto the floor somewhere. Jill honestly didn’t care where the damn t-shirt went as long as it wasn’t on her anymore. It was getting way too constricting for her liking. She lowered her hands, cupping the other woman’s face. She leaned down, kissing her fully.
Claire lifted her hips up rubbing herself against Jill’s raging erection, causing both women to moan loudly into each other’s mouths. After kissing for another five minutes, they stripped out of their clothes so that they were both in just their bras and panties.
She kissed away from her lips to kiss, lick, suck and bite at her neck and throat, Claire writhing beneath her. Jill had one hand on her right breast, her other hand rubbing soft circles on her legs and thighs. She lifted her head up for a second to look up at her as she moved her hands to both of her breasts.
“Can I take your bra off?” With a nod from her, she sat up on her lap, Claire sitting up halfway to help. Jill reached around to quickly unclasp the red bra from the back. She slipped the bra off of her, tossing it to the floor. Jill eased her back down to the bed, gently palming her breasts in her hands.
And with a smirk she leaned down, taking a hard dusty pink nipple between her lips. She suckled softly, causing Claire to whimper. Jill pulled back a bit, to swipe her tongue across her nipple. She squeezed the redhead’s right breast.
“Oohh, Jill! Yes! Just like that! Please don’t stop! She moaned arching her back, pushing her left breast further into Jill’s mouth. Her breasts have always been extremely sensitive. She found out by playing with them herself. Claire had never felt anything so good before in her life. Nobody has ever made her feel so good, given that she's a virgin. Or rather was. She was just waiting for that special person, who’s Jill Valentine. She’s happy to have her first time be with the woman that she had been in love with since high school.