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There was no time.
It had to be done. Here. Now.
There was no time to be modest.
Without knowing what exactly was in the container all members of STARS who inadvertently were splashed with the unknown substance dropped trousers and ran for the closest body of water.
Which was a spigot for an impromptu bath.
Joseph, Chris, Dewey, Jill, and Wesker were dropping parcels of clothing left and right.
With Brad, Kenneth, and a very reluctant Rebecca on their heels.
“Wait! St-stop!” Rebecca’s shouts were drowned out by her male counterparts.
Jill turned her head just as she pulled her sports bra over her head as it too had some of the liquid that had soaked all the way through her tactical shirt, breasts bouncing as she ran full force with her teammates.
There was so much commotion that Rebecca stood back out of the way, observing half naked and some fully naked bodies spraying down all areas of affected skin.
She felt like an outsider. A wallflower.
‘Am I really cut out for this?’
That is until Captain Albert Wesker caught her attention motioning her to join him.
With a slight blush she bounded over to him who was down to his wet briefs–leaving very little to the imagination. She tried to keep her gaze on his stoic face and ignore the well endow genitalia of the Alpha captain practically visible through the white material, not to mention the mess of dislodged normally slicked back blond locks.
He was gorgeous.
Rebecca’s cheeks flushed darker.
“Here, could you assist, Ms. Chambers? I cannot reach my shoulders.” This was a lie, and they both knew Wesker could very well reach. Yet, she was thankful for something to do.
“Y-yes, Sir. And please, Rebecca is fine.”
His expression didn’t change but he gave a slight nod as he turned after handing her the triple herb concoction.
The group had sprayed down each other down to remove the substance and were now being checked for severity of burns. The worst being treated with the specialty three-herb medicinal.
“C-could you crouch Sir. There is a mark I can’t reach.”
He hummed slightly and lowered down to take a knee so she could slather the medicinal across a reddened mark at the juncture of his neck and shoulder. It took her a second to realize it was a bruise and not a burn but did not stop making sure it along with any other reddened skin was attended to.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Standing, he raised an eyebrow, “No, thank you.”
Then a tiny smirk formed at the corner of his mouth as he watched the youngest STARS members absently, or perhaps knowingly, jolting her eyes minutely downward to absorb a quick gaze at the older man’s nether region who was still on a single knee.
“You’ll get over it.”
Standing rigid, Rebecca peeped in confusion at his statement.
Gazing past her, he drawled on though he kept his sunglasses-hidden gaze on her, and she kept stealing looks at him as well as other who were wearing even less clothing, “Your curiosity is natural. Most of your comrades have had many years in the military and care little for... decency. The bashfulness will dull over time. Especially if it means life or death.”
She cringed but did not refute nor retort his vocalization. ‘UGH! Am I that obvious?!’ She had seen her fair share of naked bodies during her studies, but these were living breathing people not cadavers. The pumping of blood through flesh and musculature were nowhere near that of a stiff.
Standing back to his full height, Wesker asked quietly, “If I remember correctly, you played basketball at university?”
Perking up, she nodded, “Yes! Varsity!”
Folding muscled arms over his chest, Wesker smiled, “How about we play a little one of one.”
Her cheeks blushed slightly, but the lucrative offer to play basketball well out won her concern that she would be playing against the Alpha captain.
“You’re on, Captain!”
Clapping an arm around her shoulders, he steered her towards the mass of half-clothed STARS members.
“Good. You’ll be shirts. I’ll be skins.”