Resident Evil Series Fan Fiction ❯ Tenebrae ❯ Occasions to Be There ( Chapter 12 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

It was indeed a nice shower, Leon noted. It put his bare bones tile box back at his apartment to shame, certainly. Fronted by two full frosted glass sliding doors, the walls and floor were covered with some sort of stone textured material that Leon guessed to be formica. The showerhead was of the detachable kind and had a luxurious shower massager next to it. Hell, there was even a seat lining the wall opposite the head.

Ashley noticed him taking stock of the shower and smiled impishly. “Nice, huh? I was sooo glad to be back here after quarantine.â€

She stepped inside and turned the water on full blast, the sudden roar drowning out Leon’s answer. Watching the warm rivulets begin to slide over her shoulders, following gravity’s dictates over the swell of her bottom and running down her inner thighs, Leon decided there would be plenty of time to talk later.

Leon stepped over the high tub-like rim of the shower and shut the door behind him, the air immediately becoming steam filled as the heat filled the space. Still, he was in the back and the shower hadn’t yet become fully heated by the spray. Ashley stood in the water, still coyly pretending to wash while waiting for him to do something. Well. If it was something she wanted, he could think of several things to do.

She gave a mock squeal when he wrapped his arms around her from behind, a sound that was more about pleasure than any violated sense of modesty. Leon kissed the side of her neck while taking full advantage of his position to cup her breasts in both hands, rolling the nipples between his fingers. It was kind of like handling a water balloon, he thought, except water balloons didn’t give him a serious erection.

On the subject of erections, Ashley was pressing her ass firmly back into his. He appreciated the sentiment, but wasn’t ready to try going in the backdoor yet. He told her so, and she swiveled her head to stare up at him with an expression somewhere between shock and laughter.

“Leon!â€

“ ;It’s okay,†He mumbled into her ear. He moved her away for a moment and turned her around to face him, lifting her slightly. Taking the cue, Ashley wrapped her legs around his waist and elevated herself so their heads were level. “I sort of like the front door myself.â€

Ashley gasped as he pressed her against the shower wall, her skin arching back from the cold surface. Laughter faded as sheer lust took over and her eyes locked onto his. Reaching down Leon grasped his member and rubbed the head over her vagina, parting the lips. “Knock knock,†He quipped.

That earned him a snort. “Leon, just shut up and fuck me.â€

“Right.â€

Leon shifted slightly and started to enter her. Ashley’s mouth opened and a soft moan emitted as the first inch of him slid home-

“Ashley?â€

Startled, Leon jerked out of her as Ashley’s head spun towards the door and she said something very unladylike. Pushing him away and slipping down from her perch, she went to the shower door and slid it open a crack, leaving a bewildered Leon standing by himself.

Ashley stood at the door for several moments, listening intently over the sound of the running water. Leon started to say something but she made a quick gesture over her shoulder, the meaning of which was obvious. Leon kept quiet, straining his ears though not fully understanding what was going on.

“Ashley?â€

It sounded like Ashley’s mother, but even more worryingly her voice seemed to be coming from the bedroom and not the hallway.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when there was a knock on the door.

“Ashley?â€

Ashley briefly closed her eyes in a moment of massive frustration before answering. “Yeah, mom?â€

“I’ve laid out a nice dress you for on your bed, it’s the one you wore to the inaugural. Your shoes are on the floor and don’t forget to brush your hair.â€

“I won’t mom.â€

“Why don’t you put in that nice gold barrette Grandma gave you too?â€

“Okay, I will.â€

“Oh, and have you seen my good hairspray? I can’t find it and I wondered if you had borrowed it again without asking.â€

Ashley froze.

“Ashley?â€

“ Yeah, it’s under my sink.â€

“Oh, good-“

The doorknob began to turn.

Ashley gave Leon a look of pure unadulterated panic. Thinking fast, Leon threw himself down to the floor, rolling onto his back and scooting over until he was flush with the high rim of the shower. Ashley closed the shower door completely and moved to stand beneath the spray, normalizing appearances.

With apprehension Ashley watched the blurry shadow of her mother move through the door and towards the sink counter. “Which cabinet is it hon?â€

“The one on the far right,†She answered, hoping she didn’t sound as breathless as she felt.

Leon for his part was simply glad the water had been running long enough for the shower sides to lose their chill. Also on the plus side his position afforded him a new angle on Ashley’s naked body, looking up instead of down at her. He gave it some consideration and concluded that she was just as hot from the bottom up as from the top down.

There was a rattle as Ashley’s mother withdrew the can. “I hope you didn’t use too much. I don’t know how many times I’ve told you that you don’t need to lay it on as much as you do.â€

“I’m sure it’s fine.â€

Her mother went back out into the bedroom, pausing while closing the door to ask- “Did you ever call Agent Kennedy? He still isn’t home. Your father can call his superiors if you can’t get a hold of him.â€

“No, I talked to him, he’ll be here.â€

“Oh good, I’ll tell your father. Should I call the service to go get him?â€

“No, he’s got his own ride. He’s probably already on his way over. Although I think I forgot to tell him not to dress casual,†Ashley cleverly supplied.

“It’s not a big deal, it’s really more a family dinner as it is. I don’t think your father will be wearing a suit either.â€

“Then why the hell do I have to wear a dress?†Ashley exclaimed.

“Ashley Graham!â€

“Oh, grow up mom. People say it all the time.â€

“Not in this house they don’t,†Her mother replied firmly. “I think you’ve spent too much time around the military lately, and I don’t want to hear that again.â€

Ashley sighed. “Fine. But I still don’t see why I have to wear a dress.â€

“Because we’re having a guest and it’s common courtesy, that’s why.â€

“Mom! Leon is a soldier. He doesn’t care,†Ashley huffed in exasperation. Leon felt slightly offended at his presumed lack of fine taste.

“Ashley, I’m not going to argue with you over this.â€

“So I can wear whatever then?â€

“Fine,†Her mother said shortly. “If you want to dress down for the man who saved your life, I’m not going to fight about it.â€

“You can’t guilt me into this!†Ashley yelled but her mother had already closed the door. She looked down at Leon’s head resting by her feet. “You don’t care, right?â€

Leon grinned. “Personally I think you look your best right now.â€

Ashley playfully put one foot on his face, causing him to grumble in protest and push her leg aside. “Maybe, but I don’t think it’s really in fashion at the moment.â€

Rising back to his feet, Leon ran his eyes over her form. Despite their relative familiarity, she still fidgeted a little under the scrutiny. “Are you kidding? This has never gone out of style.â€

“My mother might disagree.â€

“Did she tell you not to get into showers with guys like me?†Leon asked, moving closer.

“Actually I don’t think she ever told me not to get into showers with guys period, but it was probably implied,†Ashley laughed.

“I was never all that great at following the rules,†Leon replied, his mouth now just inches from her own.

The kiss was slow at first but gradually increased in tempo until it was as steamy as the atmosphere. Leon broke it first, nuzzling his face into her hair as she breathed hard against his collarbone. “How much time do we have?â€

Ashley sighed, raised her face to look at him. “Probably not enough…â€

Leon winced at the thought of suppressing his current level of arousal, something he knew would prove to be agonizing.

“…For anything but a quickie.â€

That brightened him up. “I see.â€

Ashley placed her hands on her hips in a cute move that was made all the more appealing by her nakedness. “So are you just going to stand there or what?â€

“I was debating the proper course of action,†Leon said seriously, a grin tugging at his lips.

“Well debate some other time, we gotta hurry.â€

Without further ado Leon pressed her firmly against the shower wall and picked up where they had left off. There wasn’t much to it really- in a matter of a few minutes she was writhing against the tile wall and he gritted his teeth in the agonizing ecstasy of trying to control himself. He needn’t have bothered, she came quickly and he followed almost immediately after.

In the panting aftermath of their joining Leon wondered if they had set some sort of record for quickest copulation. Obviously this was the result of their separation, his desire intensified to unbearable levels in the absence of her. He would have to work on that.

Ashley made a small sound of discontent as his now softening member slipped out of her, bringing his attention back. He smiled and shrugged as best he could while holding her. “It’s not dead, just sleeping.â€

“Good to hear,†She giggled, leaning her head against his shoulder. “I expect it to be fully rested after dinner.â€

That brought Leon up short. He didn’t want to be ungrateful but he wasn’t exactly looking forward to spending the evening with Ashley’s mother and father. He hadn’t ever actually been in this situation before, but basic social knowledge combined with a little common sense led him to the belief that the average parent wouldn’t be all that accommodating when it came to the man who was sleeping with their daughter.

With any luck, it wouldn’t be very obvious.

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He never had been all that lucky.

The two of them had spent no more than a minute and a half in the company of her parents and already he was certain it must be painfully obvious. Perhaps he was simply being paranoid.

His paranoia seemed more justified when President Graham gave him a searching look in the middle of the bland conversation they were sharing. He knew he was standing a little too close to Ashley, but couldn’t think of any way to move without his actions being transparent.

“We really can’t thank you enough,†Ashley’s mother said again. She had been practically inarticulate with gratitude since Ashley had brought him to the dining room. The President was more reserved but still obviously grateful. It was more embarrassing than anything else, really.

“It’s my job, but I was happy to do it,†Leon replied, rewording the same response he had given what felt like a hundred times. “We were very lucky.â€

Ashley butted in with a sound of derision. “Luck? Yeah right Leon- it was all you.†He shot her a scathing covert glare as she smiled impishly, plainly manipulating her mother into gushing over Leon again. She wasn’t disappointed.

As Ashley’s mother chattered on, the President fell in step beside Leon on their way over to the table. “I trust you’ve been kept informed on the situation in Spain, Agent Kennedy?â€

Leon nodded, trying to keep his face from betraying his inner fears. “Yes sir, my superior briefed me when I left quarantine.â€

“Things have progressed somewhat since then. With the cooperation of the Spanish government we’ve contained the outbreak to the Salazar estates.†He met Leon’s eyes with a grave look. “I’m sure I don’t need to tell you, but some of things we’ve recovered so far have been disturbing. There’s going to be a summit meeting in Madrid concerning the cleanup. You can expect to be asked to attend.â€

“And me too right Dad?†Ashley interrupted, obviously listening in.

Her father’s expression turned to one of amused tolerance. “Yes, and you too.†He spoke to Leon with a conspiratorial tone of voice for Ashley’s benefit. “Ever since she was returned she’s been obsessed with doing everything like you. I wouldn’t wonder if she’s harboring a secret desire to become an Agent herself,†He laughed.

Leon’s laughter was a little more strained, but he did his best to play along. Better that the President believed those reasons. Ashley was harboring a secret desire alright, but it involved the Agency only by proxy.

“Dad!â€

“Oh, I think you’d make a fine Agent, honey,†The President chuckled.

Ashley gave Leon a faux wide-eyed look of excitement. “Do you really think I could Leon?â€

Leon affected an uncaring stance. “Eh, maybe. You’d have to get in shape first.â€

Her mouth dropped open. “I can’t believe you! And after all those times you saw me climb stuff. I am shocked.â€

“Youâ€͐ 2;ll get over it.â€

They seated themselves, Ashley immediately grabbing the chair next to Leon with her father and mother sitting across from them. It was a very nice dining room, with hardwood floors and thick drapes. A fireplace crackled merrily from its place set in one of the walls, and windows and portraits adorned most of the remaining space.

Dinner came shortly after, served on trays that might have been real silver. He wondered what it must have been like to move into the White House, and getting used to such treatment. Then again, he supposed they had most likely been rich before anyway. He knew there was no way he could ever get used to it. He was a highly independent person, and preferred to do things himself. Although he probably wouldn’t mind if someone did his laundry for him. Especially with the pile still waiting for him at home.

Fortunately the food wasn’t so fancy that he couldn’t recognize it. It was standard Italian fare, complete with various alfredo dishes and breadsticks. Leon piled his plate and dug in with a certain relish. After his month-long quarantine, everything tasted fantastic.

“So Leon,†The President began the dinner small talk, addressing Leon with a more familiar air. “I hope everything went smoothly in the debrief?â€

Work. Here was a topic Leon was comfortable with. “Yes sir, everything was fine.â€

“Good, I told Jonathan not to give you any trouble over all the property damage. What’s done is done, and as far as I’m concerned it was more of a war than anything else.†The President laughed briefly. “Though I wouldn’t phrase it that way to Congress.â€

“Yes sir. I imagine Spain would also have a problem with that particular term.â€

“They would indeed. That reminds me,†President Graham continued, swallowing another forkful. “If you get contacted by the DoD, let me know. They were out of the loop on this one and are scrambling to catch up, been a nuisance really. Bugging the Foreigns office, CIA, everyone else who knows anything.†He laughed shortly again. “Even tried to pry something out of the boys from Delta who assisted in the first entry into the estates, as if that wasn’t illegal. I told them to stay away from you, but they want their fingers in this pie real bad. Don’t let them put any pressure on you. Just give me a call and I’ll put the boot down.â€

Leon frowned. “Why would the DoD be so interested in what happened?†He already knew the answer, but wanted to make sure there wasn’t more to it than his assumptions.

The President held up a finger, taking a long drink from his glass. Setting it down, he shook his head. “The DoD are always dying to get their hands on anything dangerous. This ‘Plaga’ you ran into represents a major threat, so naturally they want some for R&D.â€

That made Leon’s blood run cold. He knew it was inevitable, but he still didn’t like it. “With all due respect sir, I don’t think that’s a very good idea.â€

“Neither do I. That’s why they’ve been denied, and are now trying go around my back. Official policy is we don’t do bioweapons anymore. Unofficially, you and I both know we could whip something up in a hurry if we had to.†He sighed. “Eventually though someone is going to have to work on this stuff so we can come up with some way to combat it. Frankly, the capabilities of these parasites scared us. Some people are even talking of vaccine research, immunizing the country through the school system. All that’s still in the future of course.â€

“I understand. A vaccine would be ideal if it’s possible.â€

“That’s what I thought. But since right now we don’t know the first thing about the Plaga, it’s still a pipe dream. There are other options though. In your report you described the machine that removed the parasite from you through some form of irradiation. We’ve got a detachment of SOCOM combing the lake right now to see if we can turn up anything.â€

Leon opened his mouth to reply but instead let out a grunt as he caught an elbow in his ribs. Ashley was looking very bored.

“Uh, thank you for the invitation.†Leon switched the topic of conversation while rubbing his ribs. “The food is really great,†He concluded lamely.

“I think Leon should get a promotion. Don’t you think he should get a promotion Dad?†Ashley said out of nowhere, derailing the small talk with the completely random observation. Her parents must have been accustomed to this, because neither of them batted an eye.

“Well, that’s up to the Board,†The President replied calmly. “But I’ve certainly put in a good word for him.â€

“And a medal. What medal do you want Leon?â€

Leon mentally groped for a handle on this bizarre turn of events. “Uh..â€

“How about the Medal of Honor? Or do you have to be dead to get that one?â€

“I don’t really..â€

“Aren’t you going to have a ceremony for him Dad?â€

“We can’t do that, I’m afraid.†President Graham still seemed unperturbed. “Leon’s involvement with the Agency essentially makes him a state secret.â€

“Excuse me, I need to use the restroom,†Leon desperately interjected. “Where can I find one?â€

“I’ll show you,†Ashley helpfully chirped. “It’s down this hall.â€

The President and First Lady did seem somewhat startled by their sudden departure, but Ashley whisked Leon off down a long hallway. As soon as they rounded a corner, Leon turned on her.

“Ashley, what the hell are you doing?â€

“Just putting in a good word for you,†She said in a sing-song voice, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

“Stop that.â€

“Relax Leon.†Ashley said in her normal tone. “I’m just messing with my Dad. He knows I’m joking, but what I said will stick in his head anyway. Don’t be surprised if you get a medal.â€

“I don’t want a medal.â€

“Well too bad, you’re getting one. Besides, don’t you know that chicks dig medals?†Ashley ran a hand down one of his arms. “I like a big, strong man with medals.â€

Leon shrugged. “Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.â€

“Hey!†She exclaimed.

“Alright how about scars? I have scars, those are impressive.â€

“I’ve seen them,†She sniffed. “They aren’t THAT big.â€

He grinned. “I’ve got something bigger to make up for it.â€

“That’s what you think. I notice you didn’t ask for my opinion.â€

“Allow me these little conceits.†He looked around. “Is there actually a bathroom around here, because I really do have to go.â€

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As the last leftovers were carried away from the table, Leon leaned back in his seat. With the amount of food he had consumed he felt that walking was a dubious prospect at best, and had no intention of rising to his feet until it was necessary.

Ashley, it appeared, had other plans. She kicked him under the table to gain his attention, then looked suggestively at the door. Leon mentally groaned.

“Hey Mom,†Ashley said brightly, putting on an innocent expression. “Me and Leon are leaving. I’ll probably be back late.â€

Despite her best attempt to slip by without notice, her mother still brought her up short as she began to get up from her chair. “Leaving? Where are you going?â€

“To Leon’s house.†Ashley began moving towards the exit, trying to break free of the conversation.

“Ashley Graham!â€

She stopped, sighing. “What, Mom?â€

“Why do you think you’re going to Leon’s house tonight?â€

“Because he’s seen my house now, so I’m going to see his,†Ashley said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “It wouldn’t be very fair otherwise.â€

“And have you talked with him about this?â€

“Of course! Now we gotta go, okay.â€

“No, not okay.†Her mother’s voice was severe. “I’d like to know why you think you can do this.â€

“Mom! I’m a grown woman, I think I can go where I want. Besides, Leon can handle it if there’s any trouble.â€

Leon was determined to stay out of the conversation.

Her mother sighed. “Alright Ashley. But you will be taking your guards with you.â€

“Alright alright, I’ll get them. C’mon Leon.â€

Leon stood with a fair amount of discomfort, thanked the President and his wife, and followed Ashley as quickly as his bloated condition allowed.

She headed directly for the parking garage, and he realized she had no intention of getting her Secret Service agents. Stopping by a bright yellow Volkswagon Beetle that stood out amongst the rows of uniform black sedans, she turned to him. “You have your identification stuff right Leon?â€

He frowned. “You mean my government ID?â€

“Yeah, that one.â€

“We have to carry it at all times.â€

“Okay good. You’ll need it to get us out of here.â€

Ashley unlocked the car and slid into the passenger seat. Wondering what sort of half baked plan she had worked up, Leon reluctantly slid into the driver’s side.

“Here,†She said, handing him the keys. “This is my car so they’ll know it’s me. I’d rather use one of the other ones so they don’t know, but I can’t. Just wave your badge or whatever around when they ask.â€

“I don’t know if I’d have clearance here.â€

“You’re in that big shot Agency or whatever, you’re top secret and stuff!†She said, obviously exasperated. “It’ll work.â€

To his surprise, it did. Upon seeing the card identifying him as a CB1 level government agent, he was allowed to pass without question. Once they had exited the tightly controlled area and were making their way down normal city streets, Ashley grabbed the ID from him and studied it. “Wow, this thing is really useful. What does CB1 mean?â€

“That’s one of those things I can’t tell you.â€

“Please?†She pouted.

He laughed. “I’m afraid I can’t divulge state secret information that would lose me my job for a ‘please’.â€

â&# 8364;œYou’re so mean.†She turned her attention to the other parts of the ID. “How come it doesn’t have a photograph? Or even your name for that matter.â€

“So if I lost the card somehow there would be no way to trace it to me. Only government issue card readers can correctly identify the badge as being mine.â€

“Why don’t I have one of these?â€

“Because I’m a secret agent and you’re the President’s daughter. My job requires years of training and a lifetime of silence, yours requires showing up at important events in a nice dress.â€

“Hey! I’ll have you know that I am a college student who just happens to be the President’s daughter,†She said indignantly.

“My mistake,†He smiled. “What’s your major?â€

“Well, I wanted to be a doctor,†She replied, shuffling her feet on the car mat. “But lately I don’t really know anymore. A lot of things changed after Spain. I guess that sounds stupid.â€

“No, actually. I know what you mean.†A lot of things had changed for Leon after Raccoon City, including the course of his life.

A comfortable silence descended over the interior of the car as they were both lost in their thoughts.