â€ïž Something New - After a work trip you had, Grace is overcome with desire for you, leading to the two of you having sex together for the first time.
âż A Helping Hand - You find Grace in an old care center after she got kidnapped by Victor Gideon. In the midst of a panic attack, you quickly rush to her side to comfort her and tend to one of her wounds.
ada wong
âż Wrong Place, Right Person - While in rural Spain on a government mission, you get injected by the Las Plagas. Ada finds you while the virus is taking over your body and saves you.
Summary: You find Grace in an old care center after she got kidnapped by Victor Gideon. In the midst of a panic attack, you quickly rush to her side to comfort her and tend to one of her wounds.
When you signed up to be an FBI agent, you didn't expect to be trapped in a care center that was transformed into some type of facility where people were tested onâŠÂ
Well, you weren't necessarily trapped. Yes, you were stuck in the center with no way out, but you also willingly came in after learning that your coworker, Grace, was kidnapped here. Your boss told you not to go because it was too dangerous, but you didn't listen.Â
Now, you were wandering down hallways and sneaking past dozens of infected who roamed around the place. You thought after the Raccoon City incident, the government had this virus under control, but now, it has begun to spread again.Â
It must be from that guy who apparently kidnapped Grace. You were told his name was Victor Gideon, and he was a former Umbrella researcher.Â
Suddenly, you heard a scream in the distance, but it wasn't from an infectedâŠ
You quickly ran down the hallway, pushing open a door that led into a large room. In the middle of the room was Grace, and you caught a glimpse of a large creature running out the door. Before you could process anything, Grace fell to her knees, holding her head in her hands.Â
âGrace!â You called out, running over to where she was and crouching down next to her. âHey, heyâŠâ You try to soothe her. She was breathing heavily, and her hands were shaking.Â
âIâI canâtââ Grace finally said, letting out a sob. She was having a panic attack⊠You sat down on the floor and grabbed Graceâs hands, rubbing your thumbs over them with the hope it would ground her.Â
âGrace, itâs me, Iâm here,â You add. Grace was still shaking and breathing fast. When she finally composed herself enough to feel your touch on her hands, she collapsed into your arms. âHey, itâs okayâŠâ You murmur as she lets out sobs. You had your arms wrapped around her while her back was leaning against your front.Â
âH-how⊠How did you find me?â Grace whispered, hiccuping in between her words.Â
âShh⊠just try to take deep breaths, okay?â She tried to follow your instructions, taking short, shaky breaths. You rubbed your hands up and down her arms. She was cool to the touch, and you felt dried blood on her bare skin.Â
âThere we goâŠâ You murmured after a few minutes. Grace had begun to calm down; her sobs and shaking subsided, though she still remained in your arms. âAre you hurt anywhere?â You ask her.Â
âJ-Just my hipâŠâ Grace replied, finally leaning back from your arms. Your eyes drift to her hip, where she has her jacket tied around her stomach. You noticed the blood staining her jacket, turning it a dark red color, and making you frown. You slowly unwrapped the jacket and lifted her shirt slightly, revealing a nasty, dark red gash.Â
âGod⊠why would you go out alone?â You said under your breath, rubbing your thumb against the dried blood on her cheek. âWe need to get you away from whatever infected is still roaming around in here,â You added after a moment, standing up from the ground. You extend your hand out to Grace and pull her upwards. You expect her to let go, but she keeps her fingers interlocked tightly with yours as you walk down one of the hallways.Â
âI was told that the guy who kidnapped you is someone named Victor. Do you know what he wants to do with you?â You asked her after a few minutes of wandering. Grace remained close to your side, letting out a quiet groan every once in a while as her wound kept getting worse.Â
âIâI donât know⊠When I first encountered him, he tied me to a chair and hooked IV needles into my arms to take my blood,â Grace replied, and you frowned again. Why would someone need Graceâs blood?
âIâll get you out of here⊠I promise,â You told her, squeezing her hand lightly. You were curious what else had happened, as Grace was a disheveled mess. Her shirt was torn up, her hair was frizzy, and she still had various blood stains across her body, but you didnât want to keep pushing her.Â
Eventually, you made it back to the main area and brought Grace to one of the side rooms, sitting her down on the couch. She let go of your hand and slowly moved the fabric of her jacket away from her hip, wincing as she did.Â
âI found a medkit earlier. Can I clean your wound so it doesn't get infected?â Though you didn't have much medical experience, the FBI taught you a few things during training.Â
âYeahâŠâ Grace agreed, nervously fidgeting with her hands. You pulled out the small medkit from your bag before sitting next to Grace on the couch.Â
âTell me if anything hurts too much, and I'll stop,â You say, grabbing a small cloth out of the medkit and leaning down towards Grace's hip. You begin to gently wipe away the blood that stained her skin around the wound. Your head was so close to Grace's face that you could clearly hear her shaky breaths and quiet groans. âYou're doing so goodâŠâ You try to reassure her.Â
âFuck!â Grace curses as a separate cloth that you poured alcohol on touched her skin. You pulled the cloth away, looking up at her with concern.Â
âI know it hurts⊠You're just going to need to breathe with me, okay? Deep breathsâŠâ You demonstrate taking a large inhale, followed by a long exhale, and you repeat it a few times before Grace imitates you.Â
As you continued, you took your free hand and brought it down to hers, interlocking your fingers with hers. Grace's cheeks heated red for a moment, but as you started cleaning the wound again, she held your hand tightly while trying to take the deep breaths you showed her. Grace let out occasional whimpers of pain, leaning her head against your shoulder like it would muffle the pain. You kept your hand tightly in hers, letting her dig her nails into your skin.Â
âAlmost done⊠you're so strong,â You whispered to her, and when you finished cleaning it, you pulled out a bandage wrap from the medkit and gently wrapped it around her hip. âYou'll need stitches for that, but it'll be better to get it from a professional than me,â You add, leaning back from her and putting the leftover supplies back in the kit.Â
âT-thank you!â Grace peeped out in embarrassment as she removed her head from your shoulder and slowly released your hand. Grace couldn't help but stare at you as you stood up from the couch. Her cheeks were heating red again, but this time, it wasn't from the pain.Â
âAre you okay?â You ask her, noticing her face turning that light shade of red. You pressed the back of your hand against her forehead, thinking she was sick, but she felt fine.Â
Suddenly, Grace grabbed your wrist and pulled you back down onto the couch, and before you could protest, she leaned forward and pressed her lips against yours.Â
It took you a moment to process it, but you started kissing her back, moving your hands to hold her cheeks. Grace groans as you nip her bottom lip gently, and her lips part slightly. Taking the opportunity, you slip your tongue into her mouth before slowly pushing Grace down onto the couch until she kept herself up with her elbows. Grace's hands slowly slid under your shirt and rested on your waist, sending shivers down your body.Â
You were relishing every second of that kiss. Though you never admitted it to yourself, there was always something different about Grace. Your gaze would linger on her a second too long when she walked away, and you would smile a bit too much when talking to her. It wasn't until this moment that you knew you truly wanted her.Â
You wanted the moment to last forever, but of course, it was too good to be true. The two of you were interrupted by the sound of gunshots going off in the distance.Â
You pull back from her, remembering you were still stuck in the center. Grace gingerly took her hands off your body as you carefully climbed off her.
âWe should keep going and find a way outâŠâ You tell her. Grace nods and slowly stands up from the couch.Â
She stood by your side and hesitantly moved to hold your hand again as you started to exit the room. You made no attempt to move your hand away, allowing Grace to hold it freely.Â
âS-sorry about back there. I'm not sure what came over meââ Grace nervously rubbed the back of her neck with her other hand.Â
âDon't be, I fully intend to finish that kiss later when we get out of here,â You whisper to her after a few moments. She blushed again but squeezed your hand tighter, with a small, satisfied grin tugging at the end of her lips.
A/N: Thank you so much for all the support on my previous posts, as it really motivates me to write more for you all <3 If you enjoyed this, I currently have more resident evil fics in progress and others already on my blog to check out if you're interested!
Hey can I request a Claire redfield x reader where theyâre dating and itâs exam season. Claire comes to visit her girlfriend on the other side of campus but reader is just so stressed out and tired and so Claire like the sweetheart she is helps her relax. By eating her out đ
Kind of like a college au
In your own time of courseđ«¶đŸ in the meantime Iâm gonna re-read your Ada fic!!
p.s. if u do decide to take my request please donât mention reader blushing it sounds like a weird request but I donât really blush because my skin is dark so you canât see it so whenever I read about the reader blushing it just takes me out of the story a lotđ
Thank youuuuu <333
these comments are literally the sweetest and absolutely make my day đ„° you don't have to apologize about the request, it is not weird at all! thank you so much for the idea and I will add it to my list to write <3
YOUR WRITING IS SO PERFECT!! i hope you write more grace and ada fics in the future! i feel like ive read every one thatâs on her alr JAJAJA jst wanted to say ur work is so good! i canât wait too see more <3
omg this means a lot to me đ thank you so much lovely <33 I have another grace fic that I will be uploading in the next few days and I hope you like it!!
When you walked through the door of your apartment, you didnât expect Grace to trample you. She immediately ran to you when she heard the door open and pulled you into a kiss. Being caught off guard, you drop your bag on the floor and stumble backwards until your back hits the closed door.Â
âHello to you tooâŠâ You murmur in between the kisses. Â
âI missed you,â Grace whispered, and the moment your lips parted, she slipped her tongue into your mouth, causing you to moan quietly.Â
Grace did not often show this type of intimacy. She was one who was quieter with it. Slow kisses or always touching your hand when doing simple tasks, but now, she was desperately trying to make any physical contact with you. In her defense, you had been gone for the past few days on a work trip where you didn't have good cell phone service to get in contact with her.Â
You let your hands slip into her blond hair to pull her closer, but you break out of your daze when you begin to feel Grace fumbling with the buttons on your shirt.Â
âHey, heyâŠâ You pulled back from the kiss and caught her hands in yours. She immediately froze, cheeks heating in embarrassment.Â
âS-sorry! I can stopââ She started, eyes darting around the room to avoid eye contact.Â
âIt's not thatâ We've never done⊠more than this before, and I don't want to rush you,â You cut Grace off. The farthest the two of you had reached was heavy makeout sessions like this one, but Grace never did anything more than that.
âI want toâŠâ Grace whispered, nervously biting the side of her lip. âWith you,â She added, finally locking eyes with you.Â
Of course, you had been wanting to do it with Grace for a while, but you rarely brought it up because you didn't want to pressure her in any way.Â
âAre you sure?â You questioned, and Grace nodded. Giving you the chance, you sure as hell didn't want to mess it up, and you needed to make it perfect and comfortable for her, meaning against the rough door wouldn't workâŠÂ
You slip your hands under Grace's thighs and lift her up. She lets out a surprised gasp, wrapping her legs around your waist, but lets you carry her without an argument.Â
You bring her to your shared bedroom and gently lower her down on top of the mattress. You took a moment to take in Grace, who was looking up at you with a soft expression, before slowly climbing on top of her.Â
âWe go slow, and you promise me you'll say anything if I hurt you or if it gets too muchâŠâ You murmured, brushing Graceâs hair out of her face with your fingers.Â
âIâ I willâŠâ Grace replied. You truly wanted to take your time with her. You believed intimacy was the most vulnerable thing two people could do, and it shouldn't be rushed.Â
You start by lowering your head to her neck and pressing a kiss against the side of it. As you hear her breath hitch, you begin to lightly nip against the skin.Â
âI don't have any high-collared shirts to hide these marksâŠâ Grace said, though she made no effort to stop you.Â
âThat's okay⊠just enjoy it,â You responded, sucking her skin until you pulled back and noticed the faint red mark you left.Â
âIâ I can't just sit here and do nothingââ Grace began, squirming slightly as you start sucking on a sensitive spot near her collarbone.Â
âStop whining and let me make you feel good. Your pretty self sitting right here is enough for meâŠâ Grace's cheeks heat with a bright red flush at your words, but you don't notice as you continue kissing the spot on her collarbone.Â
âIs this your first time?â Grace questioned as you finally pulled back from her. You shake your head at her.Â
âNo, I've done it before, but it's been years.â You give her a vague response. You didn't want to dwell on the past when Grace was right there at your disposal. âCan I?â You ask after a few moments, your hands holding onto the bottom of Grace's shirt. Â
âYesâŠâ She responded, and you pulled her shirt over her head. Grace was now left in a thin, white, lace bra, leaving you speechless.Â
âYou wear this just for me?â You ask, your voice coming up a little short. Grace nods, and you take a deep breath. âYou naughty girlâŠâ You whisper, causing her to quietly whimper. Â
As you press a slow kiss against the top of each of her breasts, it sparks something in Grace as she attempts to take off your shirt again. You comply this time, helping her with the buttons before throwing your shirt onto the floor. Grace stares at your chest with her lips slightly parted, making a smirk tug at the end of your lips.Â
You waited until her eyes finally locked back onto your face where Grace gently grabbed one of your hands, pulling it down to the waistband of her shorts. She looked at you with a pleading expression, her pupils slightly dilated.Â
âUse your words, baby.â You finally break the silence, and you hear the quiet groan roll off of Grace's lips.
âNâNeed you⊠to touch meââ Grace whined, her chest already rising and falling with heavy breaths.Â
âGood girl⊠so needy, hm?â You praise as Grace lifts her hips, allowing you to tug off her shorts and throw them with the other discarded clothing on the floor.Â
You felt your breath catch in your throat as you saw Grace's arousal completely soaking through her underwear. You had never seen her wet like this before, and it made a gear inside of you turn. Seeing you shocked, Grace felt compelled to apologize. For what exactly? She didnât know for sure.
âIâm sorryââ She started, but ended as a moan when she felt two of your fingers rub slowly against her clit through the cloth of her underwear. Her hips involuntarily buck against your hand, and she tries to pull off her underwear as you continue teasing her.Â
âShhâŠâ You whisper at her impatience, but pull the thin fabric down her legs. âAre you okay?â You ask to check in while your fingers trace the inside of her thighs. You could feel the slight shake of her legs from nervousness.Â
âI wonât be if you keep teasing me like thisâŠâ She breathlessly replies. Catching her off guard, you slip a finger inside of her. She lets out a loud moan, but you catch it and muffle it with a kiss. She felt tight as you attempted to move your finger around her walls.Â
âDoing so good for me, babyâŠâ You praise as Grace kept letting out small groans. You eventually hook a second finger inside her, and Grace falters, digging her nails into your bare arm. You move your free hand from her hip to one of her hands, interlocking your fingers with her and allowing her to claw at your hand instead.Â
You start to slowly pump your fingers inside of her, trying to find a rhythm as she squeezes your hand tighter. Grace was a disheveled mess, and you loved it. Her face was a bright red, her hair frizzy, and you could see her cheeks glistening with a thin layer of sweat.Â
âYou like that?â You ask when you hit a spot, and Grace loudly moans. You could feel her starting to tighten up as you kept moving your fingers in between her folds. She could barely speak, only letting out groans of pleasure in response.Â
Suddenly, you feel Graceâs body tense, and you freeze your fingers. You look up at her face, where she seemed out of it.Â
âHey⊠you alright?â You questioned, your other hand still holding Graceâs. She nods slowly, but you notice the shift in her breathing.Â
âSâshit, Iâm closeâŠâ Grace mumbles, and before you could respond, Grace breaks. You help her ride out her orgasm, keeping your fingers inside of her while whispering praises.Â
âThere you go⊠My pretty girl⊠So soft and warmâŠâ Grace whimpers out your name as she finishes, and you slowly pull your fingers out of her. She quietly whines, and you see her cum coating your fingers. You lick them, causing Grace to blush and stare at you wide-eyed. âYou taste so sweetâŠâ You tell her with a grin.
You lean over and grab a small towel from the bedside table and gently clean Grace up.Â
âWhat about you?â Grace questioned after a few moments. She wanted to make you feel good too, though she didn't know how.Â
âDon't worry about meââ Before you could finish your sentence, Grace pulled you into another clumsy kiss, and you let out a surprised gasp. You didn't even realize Grace's hand had begun to move down your stomach and into your underwear.Â
âCan IâŠ?â She asked, and you nodded, her lips remaining on yours. She started to rub your clit and you felt your back arch slightly into her. She clearly knew what she was doingâŠÂ
âFuckâ baby. Do you touch yourself like this?â You questioned in between messy kisses. Grace froze in embarrassment, and you whimpered pathetically as she stopped rubbing your clit.Â
âIâ No!â Grace quickly defended herself, but it was an evident lie.Â
âShit, I don't care, please don't stop,â You groan out, pulling Grace into another kiss. This time, you slip your tongue into her mouth as her fingers begin to speed up and apply more pressure.
Before you could warn Grace, you feel yourself reach your climax and cum on top of her hand. Your chest was heaving as Grace pulled her hand back.
âYou did so good, baby,â You murmured, planting a small kiss on her lips. She was falling victim to all your praise, and it had her wrapped around your finger.Â
âIâI love you!â She blurted out, but quickly looked away in embarrassment. You frowned slightly, grabbing her chin and turning her face towards you.
âDon't be embarrassed⊠I love you too,â You respond, rubbing your thumb along her jaw. âNow, c'mere.â You grab her hand and pull her down on the bed beside you. Grace immediately lays her head against your shoulder, still holding your hand. She was exhausted and fucked out. The next time you looked at her, she was already fast asleep in your arms.
A/N: This fic took an embarrassingly long time to write as most of the time was spent staring at my laptop and rewriting different parts various times. That being said, I hope you find this decently good as I just needed to get it out as I am down bad for grace and currently ovulating!
Summary: While in rural Spain on a government mission, you get injected by the Las Plagas. Ada finds you while the virus is taking over your body and saves you.
Tags: wlw, fluff, mutual pining, ada has a soft spot for you, no use of y/n
WC: 1.4k
TW: slight mention of needles
Being stuck in a rural town in Spain was not your ideal spot for a vacation. Especially not in a town that was overrun with a plague infecting its villagers. It was called Las Plagas and was some type of parasite that caused aggression and created âGanados.â Thatâs at least what someone named Luis told you, whom you had met.Â
Back in the U.S., you got hired by the government and had a role in investigating these types of outbreaks and obtaining samples to bring back for studying. That was why you were in Spain, to try and find a sample of Las Plagas in hopes of finding a cure to it before it evolved into something far worse.Â
The problem is that shortly after you arrived in town, you got caught by a group of villagers, and one of them injected you with the virus. That was where you met Luis, and you discovered he had a laboratory where he could surgically take the Plagas out of you.Â
It was all going well; you were on your way with Luis to his laboratory, before a mob of villagers attacked, and you ended up getting separated, leaving you by yourself again. Alongside being alone, the virus was starting to get to you.Â
Now, you were in the townâs square, surrounded by another angry mob of villagers. You had a gun, but not enough bullets to kill all of them. Ducking behind a fence, you tried to map out an escape route, but the only potential exit was a large door leading into a church that was on the other side of the square.
Screw it, you stood up and ran towards the mob, shooting at a group of them huddled around a fire. You shot multiple bullets into their heads, causing them to fall back onto the ground. They were yelling Spanish expressions at you that you didnât understand, running up to you with pitchforks.Â
You stagger backward as you are suddenly hit with a wave of nausea. You managed to kill many of them, but they seemed to keep coming. You wouldnât be able to hold them off much longer andâ
Suddenly, a large bell began to ring, and all the villagers froze in place, turning their bodies towards the bell that was on top of the church building. They slowly started walking towards the building, entering inside one by one until the town square was empty.Â
You fell onto the ground, your gun dropping beside you. The Plagas was getting worse. Sharp pains shot through your head while your vision completely blurred. You felt your skin heat up, and your breath came up short.Â
You thought you were hallucinating as you heard someone call your name. A deep femaleâs voice that was approaching youâŠÂ
âWell, if it wasnât for these circumstances, I would have thought you were following meâŠâ The woman spoke. You saw a pair of black boots stop in front of you before the woman crouched down to your eye level.
Ada Wong.
You havenât seen her in years. You first met her in Racoon City, where she had saved your life. After that day, all survivors were forbidden to talk with each other, but for the first few months, Ada would sneak around. You would slip past the guards of a government camp you were sent to at night and meet up with Ada, who would help train you.Â
You built a connection with her during Racoon City, something you couldnât quite explain yet, but it was deep. She was typically closed off, but she always seemed more open with you. Then, you got moved from the camp and havenât seen Ada since.Â
You attempted to speak but only let out a choked gasp. Ada grew silent as she pressed the back of her gloved hand against your forehead, feeling the heat burning from your skin. You attempted to sit up but were unstable with dizziness.
âCan you stand?â Ada questioned, and you nodded slowly. Ada stood up before hooking her hands around your arms and pulling you up. You slumped against her body, where she caught you with her hands on your hips.Â
âAre you realâŠ?â You slurred. You couldnât believe she was standing in front of you after all these years. She had never left your mindâŠÂ
âMhm. Now we need to get you somewhere safe,â She murmured, pulling out a grappling hook from one of her hip pouches. âHold on, darling,â She added as she wrapped an arm around your waist. She launched her grappling hook around the top of the church building, sending you both upwards and off the ground. You cursed as you held on tightly to her.Â
By the time you reached the chief manor's house, you felt extremely weak. It was a house that Ada stopped by beforehand, rescuing her old friend, Leon, from one of the villagers there. She had an arm wrapped around you as she guided you towards the house.Â
âNow, would you tell me what happened?â Ada asked you, her gaze remaining on your face.Â
âIâI got captured before and got injected with the virusâŠâ You mumbled, leaning your body weight into her side. She had smelled nice, like a sweet fruit, and the fabric of her red dress was soft against your skinâŠÂ
âShitââ She cursed as your knees suddenly gave out and you fell to the ground. She quickly pulled you back up and walked you inside the house and up the stairs to the bedroom. âSuch a sweet messâŠâ She murmured under her breath, too quiet for you to hear.Â
Once inside the bedroom, Ada helped you sit down on the bed, pushing some of the hair out of your face. She pulled out some type of needle injector from her pouch, and you put your hands in front of your face. It looked like the same needle that they injected the virus with.Â
âShh⊠Relax⊠Itâs just medicine to help calm down the Plagas.â Ada slowly pushed your hands away from your face. Although you couldnât figure out what the mysterious needle was, you still trusted Ada as she held your chin up gently and pushed the needle into the side of your neck.Â
You stood still for a few moments as the pain began to subside, and your vision started to clear. Ada was still standing in front of you, her hand still holding your chin.Â
âCare to tell me why youâre here in Spain? Alone?â Ada finally asked again, rubbing her thumb against your jaw before stepping back with her arms crossed over her chest.Â
âI need to find a sample of the Plagas for the government. They want to make a cure for it before the virus spreads outside of Spain.â Ada rolled her eyesânot at you, but at the thought of the government wanting to make a cure. She had heard that story many times before⊠âWhy are you here?â You questioned back.Â
âOh darling⊠You know I donât work and tell,â She replied, a small smirk tugging at the end of her lips. Before you could reply, Ada took out a glass tube that was filled with a red liquid and held it out to you.Â
âWhatâs thisâŠ?â You tilted your head in confusion. Regardless, you still took the tube from her, feeling the slight touch of her fingers brushing against your hand.Â
âThe sample of the Plagas,â Ada said mindlessly as if it was nothing. Your eyes were wide with shock as you stared at the tube in your hands.Â
In your daze, you didnât even notice Ada stepping closer to you and leaning down until her face was level with yours. It all happened so fast. Her hand found your cheek, pulling your face closer until she slowly pressed her lips on top of yours, leaving them there for a few moments before pulling back.Â
âDonât think too hard, pretty girl,â Ada murmured, pulling out her grappling hook and flying out a window you didnât realize was open in the first place. You sat there stunned, your cheeks burning as you rubbed your index finger against your bottom lip that Ada just kissed.Â
You didnât have much time to relish the moment as you heard the distant screams of villagers approaching. You quickly shoved the sample tube in your pocket before making your way downstairs.Â
Little did you know that the meeting you just had with Ada wouldnât be the last time you saw her in Spain.
A/N: Hello!! This is my first time posting on tumblr so I'm still getting used to formatting everything but thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this!
