mini_wesker | Can it get any more embarrassing?

Sherry smoothed her skirt, it was one of the only times Wesker insisted that she actually dress like a girl, even though the more business styled suit was nothing like the pleated skirts she had grown fond of at her private school in London.

She stayed quiet not looking around as he jotted off the details of what he wanted. The seventeen year old hoped she wasn't blushing too much.

"I want to make sure she'd be able to handle them..."

Wait what? Them? He just said one partner, nothing about whoring me out for multiple partners... She stiffened a little, her eyes showing surprise for a moment, though she still said nothing, knowing that it was best to follow orders, last thing she needed was more 'testing'. Last batch had been hell, if it hadn't been for the Devil shots to help calm her down she probably wouldn't have made it. And now he was planning on locking her on a property with who knew how many strangers expecting her to... I don't do this, it's more time in the lab, at least he's letting me roam the property.

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Their client's retort had him turning from his twin to give her the sweetest angelic smile that he could muster, one that went 'who, me?' with a background of halo and golden light. He was the good twin.

He turned up then and ruined the image by giving Eliot the most heated, dirty kiss that had him passionately exploring his brother's mouth with his tongue. He was downright wicked and he loved being it.

Eliot moaned into the kiss, slipping his own tongue into his twin's mouth. Lindsey was a far more experienced kisser than the girl, than Sherry. Hell, he was a more experienced kisser than Eliot. Eliot tried to return the kiss but his brother had managed to rob him of all rational thought again. His tongue pressed against Lindsey's, probably clumsily.

"Not helping my opinion of you." Though her eyes never left watching the kiss, Actually getting distracted enough that the hand stroking Eliot stopped moving and she licked her lips a little.

As Lindsey pulled away, he too licked his lips and looked shamelessly debauched while doing so. "Hmmm?" he asked innocently, smiling all the while like the cat who got the cream. In his case, he felt pretty close to it.

"Miss Sherry," he murmured, voice deceptively demure, "this is what you hired us to do."

Eliot blinked up at the girl, wanting her to move, to touch more of him. He bit his lip, wanting to ask for more but remembering too many times where that hadn't been allowed. Perhaps she just wanted to keep him on edge since he hadn't gotten her off.

"Oh I'm not complaining. Just upset I'm not being involved." She gave a small grin after a moment. "Well... not fully." She gave a playful tug at Eliot, shifting a little so that she could get another kiss from Lindsey.

"And really wishing this car ride wasn't so long."

Lindsey chuckled for just a second, murmuring, "It doesn't have to be," before he gave the girl what she wanted. She was, after all, their most important client.

So he kissed her the same way he kissed Eliot, but took the time to start slow and sensual for her virgin needs. He used this tongue to explore her lips, swipe across her teeth and gums, before pushing in slowly, with flicks in and out in a lewd imitation of what they would be doing all weekend. He knew how to play up his clients.

Eliot moved once brother and client were no longer paying attention to him. He slipped out from between them and moved around behind Sherry, pressing kisses along the back of her neck and reaching to gently massage her breasts.

"I'd be half tempted to make it longer if I was driving." She moaned into the kiss pressing back agaisnt eliot a little as he reached around her. she pulled her skirt up a little more so she could sit a little more comfortably on his lap, her legs on either side of his thighs.

Reaching up she unbuttoned some of the buttons on her blouse so the shirt wasn't as tight, then slid her arms behind her around Eliot so she wouldn't fall.

With Sherry spread open and breasts hanging loose in his brother's hands, Lindsey pulled back for a moment to admire the image he was presented. Deciding he liked it, he moved forward again and kissed down her chin, up her jawline, but wouldn't kiss her on the mouth, not yet.

"Why?" he asked, his chuckle sounding like sin right beside her ear. His hand reached down to rub lightly at her wet panties, but not where she wanted to be touched the most. No, he merely made sure she felt how wet she was.

Eliot sucked on her earlobe, circling a thumb around each of her aureolas. He thrust lightly against her as she rested over his lap, moaning quietly.

"Stop alon-" She moaned a little trying to press against his fingers. "Along the way," She whispered softly as she moaned as she pressed back against Eliot.

She knew she'd wait, their hands on her though felt really good, Wiggling a little she could tell that she wasn't the only one enjoying how she was sitting too.

"Your windows are tinted," Lindsey reminded, having had his share of quickies inside client cars with tinted windows. He circled the moist area playfully with your fingers.

"If you reaaaally don't want to wait," he whispered like the devil in her ear, "Your car is very roomy."

Eliot moaned at that suggestion. As much as he wanted to make Sherry's first time special, that sounded good about now. She wasn't the only one who wanted to get off. "And we can make this good anywhere."

"S-so.." She stammered a little moaning at the whisper.

Before she could answer Eliot's suggestion the intercom between the two sections of the car crackled. "Miss Birkin, we'll be arriving at the house in five minutes, do you want me to circle around a little first?" He had a feeling what the kids were doing back there even if he couldn't see.

Sherry blushed brightly stammering a moment not sure what to tell the driver. She hoped one of the boys was a bit more collected than where her thoughts were at.

Sherry's face was priceless to behold. The caught with her hands down her skirt expression never grew old and Lindsey couldn't hide the smile at her stammering. At least he managed to subdue the smirk.

Since it didn't look like either she or Eliot would answer, Lindsey took it upon himself to.

"No, sir. Miss Birkin can't wait to show us the house." It took effort to not say 'bedroom'. "Can you please hurry, sir?"

Eliot sighed quietly. It would be a relief. Well, assuming she really did let him get off, too. He thought she would. She seemed innocent of those torments. And a bed would be much more comfortable. His head dropped onto her shoulder as he placed another kiss on her shoulder.

Can it get any more embarrassing?

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