A/N : gift me more your power stone please.
And don't be a stingy person like Hetty Green
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After finishing a short chat with Ada Wong, Allen headed back to his room to join Artemis, who was waiting inside his bedroom. He walked down the quiet hallway, his mind still buzzing from the conversation, but now focused on one of his beloved wives waiting for him.
The door creaked softly as he pushed it open, and there she was, looking perfect in the bright room.
When he entered, he immediately saw Artemis sitting on the edge of the big bed, holding a glass of expensive wine in her hand. She took small sips, her lips curving into a smile as she watched him come in. She wore only a thin silk nightgown that clung to her curves, showing off her sexy body in all the right ways. The fabric was so sheer that it hid almost nothing, letting the light play over her smooth skin and highlighting every tempting line of her figure.
"Are you done with that girl?" Artemis asked, her voice soft but with a hint of playfulness. She set the glass down on the nightstand and stood up, walking over to Allen with a sway in her hips.
As she got close, she reached out and started helping him take off his clothes, her fingers working quickly on his shirt buttons and belt. She wanted him undressed fast, ready for what was coming next.
Allen just nodded, saying, "Yeah," in a low voice. But his eyes were fixed on her stunning, sexy figure, drinking in every detail. He couldn't look away from her large D-cup breasts, which pushed against the silk, her nipples already hard and sticking out like ripe cherries, begging for attention.
The way the gown draped over them made his heart race, and he felt his own body respond right away.
As Artemis kept helping him strip, pulling his shirt off his shoulders and sliding his pants down, Allen leaned in close. He pressed his lips to her long neck, kissing the soft skin there.
It smelled sweet, like fresh lily flowers, and he breathed it in deep.
His hand moved up to her chest, fingers finding one of her nipples and pinching it gently but firmly. "Auhmmm," Artemis moaned, her body shivering a little from the touch. The sound was soft at first, but it sent a spark through him.
Allen didn't stop there. He scooped her up in his strong arms, lifting her body easily while his mouth found hers. He kissed her deeply, their tongues meeting in a hot, hungry dance. At the same time, his fingers kept working on her nipple, squeezing and rolling it between them. He could feel her heart beating faster against his chest, her breath coming in quick gasps between kisses.
This made Artemis moan even louder, her body heating up as wetness built between her legs. Her pussy was getting soaked, aching for more. She pulled back from the kiss just enough to whisper, "Allen, I can't take it anymore. I want you to thrust your cock into me right now." Her words were desperate, her eyes locked on his with raw need.
Allen nodded at her plea, his own desire burning hot. With a quick tug, he grabbed the edges of her thin nightgown and tore it right off, the silk ripping easily to reveal her naked body. She was beautiful, all curves and smooth skin, ready for him. He positioned himself between her legs, guiding his hard cock toward her dripping pussy, the tip brushing against her wetness.
Soon, in the room, Artemis's wild moans filled the air, mixing with the steady plop… plop… plop of Allen's hips slamming into her without pause. He held her close, their bodies pressed tight as he drove into her over and over, the rhythm building fast and hard.
"Ahhh! Aahh… Allen.... darling… harder!!" Artemis screamed, her nails digging deep into Allen's back, leaving red marks on his skin. Her whole body shook violently in his arms, waves of pleasure crashing through her as he took her roughly.
Allen thrust his hips faster, his cock slamming in and out roughly, stirring up Artemis's soaked pussy with every move. The heat between them was intense, hot fluids mixing with her overflowing juices that leaked out, dripping down onto the floor below in messy puddles.
Artemis had already climaxed countless times, her body trembling from the releases, yet Allen kept pounding her without slowing down. Each thrust made her womb throb, taking his brutal force deep inside.
Allen continued hammering his hips forward, each push driving even deeper into her. He angled himself just right so the tip of his cock slammed hard against her cervix, hitting that sensitive spot that made her cry out louder.
"Ahhh! So deep… Allen! I can't take it anymore…!" Artemis cried, her body arching back sharply as she convulsed in yet another powerful orgasm right there in his arms. Her muscles clenched around him, pulling him in tighter.
Gritting his teeth against the building pressure, Allen grabbed her ass tighter, his fingers digging into the soft flesh to hold her steady.
"Yes babe… I'm gonna cum too~ ahh, yes…!" he growled, his voice rough with effort.
With one final brutal thrust, Allen buried himself as deep as possible inside her. His cock throbbed violently, pulsing hard before erupting in hot bursts. He sprayed his seed directly into Artemis's womb, filling her up completely.
"Ahhh! By Gaia! I can feel it all…! It's so hot~!" Artemis screamed wildly, wrapping her legs tightly around his waist to keep him locked in place. The flood of semen poured into her belly without mercy, making it swell slightly with the warmth.
Excess cum spilled out around them, dripping down between Artemis's thighs in sticky trails. It made wet squelching noises each time Allen kept pushing slowly, grinding his hips to milk the last drops deep inside her.
"Let's change positions," Allen said, his voice rough with hunger, clearly not done with her yet.
Artemis climbed onto the bed, getting on all fours with her round ass pointed right at him—her husband's absolute favorite way to take her, since he could switch between her tight holes whenever he wanted.
Allen gripped his hard cock and pressed the tip against her puckered asshole, then drove it in deep with one powerful slam. He loved watching her once-tight ring stretch wide around him, opening up like it was made just for his thick shaft as he buried every inch inside her.
"Ohhh… ahhh… yes… keep pushing, darling, yesss~!" Artemis cried out, her voice breaking with pleasure as he filled her up.
Allen didn't hold back, snapping his hips forward and back in a steady, brutal rhythm, pounding into her ass like a machine that wouldn't quit.
The wet plop-plop-plop of his cock sliding in and out echoed through the bedroom, mixing with Artemis's loud, desperate moans that grew wilder by the second.
Her full, heavy breasts swung back and forth with each hard thrust, jiggling wildly every time his hips smacked against her skin, the sound of flesh on flesh adding to the raw intensity of it all.
Reaching around, Allen grabbed both of her bouncing tits in his strong hands, squeezing them hard enough to make her gasp before he leaned down and latched his mouth onto one nipple, sucking it greedily while his tongue flicked over the sensitive peak. Artemis arched her back sharply, letting out a raw, hoarse scream that vibrated through her whole body.
"AHH!" The sharp slap of Allen's hand against her ass cheek cut through the air, leaving a red mark on her pale skin.
"Ahhh… yes! Harder! Spank me again, darling!" Artemis begged, her words slurring as drool slipped from her open lips, the burning heat inside her ass driving her crazy with need.
Slap!
His palm cracked down even harder this time.
"Ahhhhnn!" she squealed, her entire body shaking as the sting mixed with the overwhelming pleasure, making her ass clench around him in delicious waves.
Allen's pace picked up, his thrusts slamming deeper and faster until his muscles tensed tight. With a deep, guttural groan, he came hard, pumping his hot cum deep into her ass. Artemis felt the thick streams flooding her insides, filling her up until it seemed like his seed was overflowing, pushing her over the edge as her body shuddered and she collapsed forward onto the bed, spent and trembling.
Two hours slipped by, but the bed was still creaking under them, this time with Artemis straddling Allen's lap, riding his stiff cock with a look of pure, insatiable lust on her face even though her body ached from exhaustion. Sweat plastered her silver hair to her flushed cheeks, her tongue lolling out as she panted, and her breasts heaved and bounced with every forceful drop of her hips down onto him.
Allen gazed up at her with a soft, loving smile, his hands sliding to her waist to pull her closer, pressing their slick bodies together skin to skin. He captured her mouth in a deep, hungry kiss, swallowing the soft, needy moans that bubbled up from her throat as their tongues tangled.
"Hmmm… mmmphh…" Artemis's sounds were muffled against his lips, but her hips never slowed, grinding and rolling against him with desperate energy.
She started moving even wilder, lifting and slamming down faster, her pace building as she chased that building heat. Every time she sank onto his shaft, it speared deep into her pussy, rubbing right against those sweet spots deep in her core that made her toes curl.
The bed frame groaned and shook without mercy, its rhythmic creaks blending with Artemis's unrestrained moans that filled the room like music.
"Ahhh… Allen… darling… I… I can't take it anymore…" she groaned, her voice scratchy and broken, but her body betrayed her words, keeping up the frantic rhythm like she was hooked on the bliss.
Allen's fingers dug into her waist, holding her steady as he bucked up from below, meeting her halfway with powerful upward thrusts that drove his cock even deeper. Artemis screamed out, the combined force making her whole world spin as they pushed each other harder.
In one final, savage push, Allen erupted inside her, his hot cum surging out in thick spurts, flooding her womb without holding back. Her body locked up tight, eyes going wide before she threw her head back with a long, drawn-out moan that echoed off the walls.
"Ahhhh… HHHHHhhhnnnn~~!"
They kept going at it, lost in the heat, right up until the first light of morning crept through the curtains. Artemis could feel her belly swelling more and more from all the times Allen had unloaded deep in her womb, his seed pumping into her over and over without a break. But her body was way too worn out to care or even process it all.
As Allen continued thrusting and filling her up relentlessly, her mind started to blur at the edges. Her breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her eyelids growing heavy. With her cheeks burning red and her limbs quivering from the endless pleasure, Artemis finally blacked out in Allen's strong arms, completely drained. He held her close, a satisfied grin on his face as he nuzzled against her, still buried inside her warmth.
...
Since morning was just around the corner, Allen decided not to go back to sleep. He headed to the bathroom, soaking himself in warm water until he felt refreshed. After that, he put on a loose T-shirt and casual pants, then walked to the living room to turn on the TV.
"Good morning," Ada greeted, apparently already awake as well. She was wearing a red shirt with the top two buttons left undone, showing off a hint of her cleavage. Paired with tight jeans, her figure looked undeniably alluring.
"Good morning to you too. Are you always this much of an early riser?" Allen asked, his eyes lingering on the way Ada sat—seductively, almost as if she was trying to tease him.
No wonder Leon ended up simping for this woman, Allen thought with a faint smirk.
"Yeah… you could say that. Especially because of my job, I'm required to always wake up early," Ada replied casually.
Allen gave her a sly grin. "Well, I can understand that. Especially with your job… as a spy."
Ada's eyes widened slightly. "So… you already know?"
"More or less. Besides, it's not that hard for me to look up the name of an FBI agent. You're pretty well-known in the intelligence world. I happened to check your track record—quite impressive, really." Allen lied so smoothly, as if it was just another Tuesday.
Ada fell silent for a moment, then looked at him with a resigned expression. "So… are you going to kick me out of here?" she asked, as if already prepared to leave and head back to the city alone.
"As long as you don't snoop around the villa or cause trouble, I won't kick you out," Allen replied nonchalantly. Then he added, "Oh, by the way… can you cook? I'm hungry."
"Of course I can. Do you want me to make something for you?" Ada asked, raising her brows slightly. She seemed a bit surprised at how relaxed Allen was, as if he didn't care at all about having her around.
"Yeah, of course. After all, who in their right mind would turn down a meal from a beautiful woman?" Allen said lightly, tossing the compliment with ease.
Ada's face turned slightly red. Without saying another word, she stood up and headed for the kitchen. She was used to hearing compliments about her beauty, but somehow, when Allen said it, her heart beat faster than usual.
Not long after, Allen caught the smell of something delicious coming from the kitchen, the aroma enough to stir his appetite. Out of curiosity, he went to take a look, watching her cook while his eyes wandered over her body. She was wearing an apron, standing at 170 cm with C-cup breasts, a slim figure, and hips that swayed side to side whenever she flipped the food—it was enough to make Allen lose focus. She looked hot, especially while cooking.
Ada, feeling like someone was watching her from behind, instinctively turned her head. But Allen quickly turned back to the TV, so she didn't notice how he had been watching her body.
"Was that just my imagination?" Ada whispered to herself.
Not long after, the food was ready.
"Lunch is ready," Ada said as she carried the dishes to the living room. This time, they didn't eat at the dining table.
She served steak with spicy sauce, the aroma enough to make anyone's mouth water.
"Ohh, that looks good."
Allen took a bite, using the fork provided.
"Turns out you're quite the cook, Ada. Well, whoever marries you in the future is definitely going to be a lucky man to have a wife like you."
"Are your wives also good at cooking?" Ada asked back.
"Of course, their cooking is just as good as yours. Okay, let's eat before it gets cold," Allen suggested as he dug in. Ada joined him, sitting beside him.
Seeing Allen suddenly act so casually with her, Ada gave a faint smile. Such a strange man—at first, he seemed distant, but he actually feels easy to talk to. If her mission wasn't this complicated, maybe she would never have met Allen or gotten to know what he was like. Honestly, Ada thought, maybe she could actually be friends with this man… maybe?
"Allen, can I ask you something?"
"Of course. What do you want to ask?"
"Is it true that Umbrella makes shady drugs—I mean, biological weapons and things like that?" Ada asked as if she didn't already know the answer.
"Yup…" Allen replied casually, finishing the food Ada had prepared earlier. After swallowing the last bite, he looked at her directly. "You can just ask me straight. No need to beat around the bush. I know a spy like you always has a specific mission."
Ada didn't look surprised that he had seen through her.
"Well, I want information about the drugs Umbrella is developing. You know about the T-Virus and G-Virus. My mission is to steal samples of both," she finally admitted.
"Well, I thought you were after my research," Allen said, a faint trace of disappointment in his tone. "Turns out you're actually interested in the T-serum and G-serum."
Ada's lips curved into a subtle smile.
"And no, you're not my target. At least… not for now."
"Oh?" Allen leaned slightly closer, a playful glint in his eyes. "If I ever do become your target, make sure to warn me first—so I can prepare myself properly."
Ada let out a soft laugh. "Haha… you really are something, Allen."
Her amusement faded as her gaze sharpened again.
"Alright, back to the point. Do you know anything about those serums?"
Allen leaned back against the sofa, studying her calmly.
"Yeah… I know enough. But why do you need both of them?"
Ada's eyes gleamed faintly as she shifted closer, subtly closing the distance between them.
"Ohh… could you get them for me?"
Her shoulder brushed lightly against his, fingers grazing his arm in what looked like an absentminded touch—but it was anything but accidental. Her tone softened, smooth and persuasive, every movement carefully measured.
Allen raised a brow, a faint smirk forming on his lips as he tilted his head toward her.
"And what exactly do I get… if I bring them to you?"
His voice lowered slightly, teasing yet controlled, deliberately matching her rhythm.
For a split second, Ada's heartbeat faltered. She kept her expression steady, but inwardly she was aware of the tension between them.
Damn… this man is dangerously attractive.
Even so, she maintained her composure.
"I could share the payment I receive if you manage to obtain both serum samples," she said smoothly.
Allen clicked his tongue lightly and shook his head.
"Tsk… I'm not interested in money. And if you're talking about the G-serum, it's not even finished yet. Dr. William hasn't completed his research. In short… you came too early."
Ada gave a faint smile, though there was a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
"So I came too early, huh?" she murmured softly.
Allen narrowed his eyes, looking over her body as he murmured,
"By the way, Ada… would you do anything as long as you're paid the right price?"
Ada replied cautiously.
"What kind of work?"
Inwardly, she scoffed. 'Is this man… after my body?' she thought when she noticed where Allen's eyes were wandering.
Allen quickly cleared his throat.
"I meant spy work, or maybe some special missions. That's all."
Ada finally nodded.
"Of course. But right now I'm on a mission helping The Family." Deep down, she felt relieved. 'Looks like I was overthinking.'
Allen folded his arms.
"The Family? You mean the organization that's secretly pulling the strings behind the scenes in America? If I'm not mistaken, that group is led by a man named Simmons…"
The final boss in RE6, Allen muttered inwardly.
"Yes, The Family…" Ada replied, then briefly explained about the multinational organization led by Simmons and other powerful figures who operated from the shadows, influencing governments and corporations alike.
Allen listened quietly, his expression relaxed.
"Seems like you don't really like The Family," Ada said, watching him with curiosity. "Care to tell me why?"
Allen let out a faint chuckle, a subtle smirk forming on his lips.
"Let's just say… I don't like people who think they own the world just because they're hiding behind curtains."