Resident Evil: Make Me Forget

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This story is based on the computer game Resident Evil 3: Nemesis. As such the characters and referenced events are property of Capcom.
I wasn't sure where to put this story, but since games are played on a TV it seemed to fit in best here.
For those unfamiliar with the story of the series, there is a backstory in the next post. Otherwise, skip ahead and enjoy.

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Backstory: Raccoon City holds a secret bio-warfare laboratory, from which a virus is developed. This can reanimate the dead and cause severe mutation in living flesh. In august '98 it escaped into a mansion outside the city. The police sent STARS (similar to SWAT) to investigate and most were killed by the undead creatures. Now this virus has escaped into the city itself and the game follows one of the surviving STARS, Jill Valentine, and a hired merc, Carlos Olivera, as they try to escape the city.

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Carlos closed the chapel door and rushed to her side. She had been infected with the virus in a confrontation with one of the more formidable creatures. Luckily, the nearby hospital had discovered a vaccine, and Carlos had secured it for Jill. She lay curled up on the altar. Hoping he wasn't too late he injected the vaccine into her arm. Not knowing what else he could do he ripped some fabric from the altar, soaked it with water and placed it on her forehead to cool her fever. He sat on a pew and waited.

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Listening to the rain hitting the stained-glass windows, he considered the woman before him. She clearly had combat experience and was as tough as they come. But there was an underlying vulnerability and fear in her eyes, no doubt from her previous experiences with these creatures. And then there was her clothes. Apparently she was at a nightclub when the shit hit the fan, probably trying to escape her memories any way she could. After the mansion, her dreams must give new meaning to the word 'nightmare'.

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No matter the reason, his eyes wandered. At only 5'4 he was always looking down at her anyway and his eyes often drifted down from her blue eyes to the cleveage of her blue boobtube, but it was only now he appreciated her legs, with perfect thighs disappearing up her black miniskirt, taking his imagination with them. The pew he sat on gave him a perfect view up her skirt and he couldn't help seeing the hint of white from her panties. She murmered something and he went to her side.

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'Jill, you okay?' he said, sounding as worried as he felt. 'I...I'm still alive?' she said, sounding suprised. Carlos tried putting a brave face on the situation. 'Sure you are. You've got me looking out for you.' She smiled slightly, appreciating the attempt to lighten the mood. And then it came back to her. The constant terror and fear of death. He could see it in her eyes. He moved closer and placed a hand on her shoulder. She sat up and embraced him, resting her head on his chest.

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Listening to his powerful heartbeat it came back, the need to forget, and she looked up at Carlos silently begging him to make her forget, just for a while. He was suprised. She seemed so independant and determined. But she was asking for help, and he couldn't say no. Gently holding her chin he leaned down and kissed her lips. She sat on her knees and put her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply. Suddenly realising, he broke the kiss. 'What if something finds us while we're... you know.'

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She blinked and looked over at the door. The local creatures were more than capable of destroying any barricade they might set up. Looking back to him, she said 'I... I need...' before her lips brushed over his lightly. She suddenly moved from her kneeling position to sit on the edge of the altar. 'Just be quick. I don't care.' That was good enough for him. His hands went to her knees and ran up her smooth thighs, then reached up her skirt and pulled her panties down, also removing her boots as he went.

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She undid his trousers and pulled them down with his boxers. Jill eyed his growing penis hungrily, gripping it with both hands and moving along his shaft, feeling it growing. His hands pushed her skirt up around her hips and spread her legs. He ran his hands up and down her thighs again, especially enjoying the smoothness of her inner thighs. Then his thumbs rubbed over her vulva, and she gasped as he gently probed. Carlos, aware of the growing danger, resisted the temptation to put his fingers in her.

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He leaned in and kissed her while gently pushing her onto her back while pulling the boobtube down and feeling her soft mounds which filled his hands perfectly. As he rubbed her stiff pink nipples she guided his erection to her entrance and he pressed slowly into her before suddenly thrusting hard and filling her. She gasped loudly as he rammed into her, crying out 'Yes, fuck me Carlos, fuck me hard!' He stood at the altar, with Jill's butt on the altar's edge and her legs on either side of him.

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He looked down at her body and moved one hand to her brown curls and caressed her clitoris, driving her into a back arcing frenzy. The other hand pulled he butt into the air, letting him bury himself deeper inside her. He wanted to go longer, but knew it was dangerous enough already so allowed himself to lose control. His thrusts went wild and he closed her eyes, forgetting everything except the feel of Jill's soft wetness holding his cock inside her. The feelings overwhelmed him and he burst inside her.

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With his seed sprayed inside her he looked down and noticed that she seemed satisfied. She must have cum when I did, he decided. They re-dressed quickly, ate some of their small food supply and prepared to move out. She kissed him lightly on the cheek and whispered 'Thank you.' He looked in her eyes and knew she was back to being the woman who was determined to survive. He hoped there would be a chance to comfort her more thoroughly if they both survived and opened the door, following her out into hell.