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Jill Valentine, Leon Kennedy A Night Out 2, 3
3D Render by thenic1232 and 3: Dance with Me.
The bar was dim and quiet, bathed in the dull red glow of the neon sign outside the window. The cracked leather of the booths and the faint smell of cigarettes gave the place a worn charm, the kind of atmosphere that kept secrets. A half-empty beer bottle sat on Leon’s table, condensation trailing down its side.
Jill with a soft, confident smile, “I’m Jill."
Leon froze, captivated by the sight of her. His mind slipped into a trance, as though time itself had slowed. His lips parted, trying to find the right words. Finally, they tumbled out, unpolished but sincere.
Leon blurting, almost clumsy, “Hi, Jill."
Jill stood in front of him, her confidence lighting the space more than the flickering neon ever could. Her smile deepened as she noticed his fluster, though she held back a laugh, letting only a quiet giggle escape. She set her handbag on the table and slid into the booth across from him.
Jill's eyes fell on the half-empty beer bottle, still cool with condensation. She leaned over the table, fingers curling around the bottle he had been drinking from. With a playful smirk, she lifted it and took a slow, deliberate sip, her eyes never leaving his.
Leon watched, surprised but oddly enchanted by the boldness of such a simple act.
Jill teasing, setting the bottle back on the table, “That hit the spot. Not bad… though it tastes better when it’s yours."
She leaned back, visibly more relaxed now, her confidence glowing brighter than the neon lights. Then, with a sudden spark in her eyes, she rose from the booth. Stepping close to where Leon sat, she reached for his hand, clasping it firmly.
Slowly, she raised her right hand, her index finger extending while the rest curled delicately inward. With a subtle flick of her wrist, she beckoned him closer, the motion deliberate and enticing. The gesture carried a silent command, softened by the faintest curve of her lips. Leon’s gaze followed the movement, captivated not only by the finger drawing him in but by the quiet confidence behind it, a wordless invitation he had no intention of refusing.
Leon chuckled, his gaze traveling from her confident stance down to her outstretched hand. He let out a breath, entertained and slightly defeated.
Leon grinning, “Dance? Here? Jill, you do realize this isn’t exactly a ballroom."
Jill, whispering as she leaned down toward him, “All the better. No one’s watching."
Her grip tightened, and in one smooth motion, she grasped his hand firmly and pulled him off the red booth. He stumbled forward half a step, chuckling, but she caught him effortlessly, her strength belying her grace.
Leon smirking while shaking his head, “Alright then… but don’t blame me if I step on your toes."
Jill grinning, her voice low but playful, “Trust me, I can handle you."
She led him into the narrow space between the booths. The dim lights from the window framed her figure as she moved with an easy confidence. Leon followed, eyes fixed on her, his usual seriousness softened into something warmer.
For a moment, silence hung between them, broken only by the faint hum of the neon outside. Then Leon’s voice dropped, more earnest now.
Leon softly, “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted to stay right here."
Jill with a sly smirk, “Temptation’s good… in small doses."
He stepped closer, drawn to her like a moth to the glow she carried. His arms slipped around her waist, pulling her near. The warmth of his touch lingered against her skin, and she tilted her head up, her smile softening into something more vulnerable.
Leon close to Jill's ear, smirking, “You really enjoy keeping me under your spell, don’t you?"
Jill giggles while whispering with a playful smile, “Maybe… but you’re not trying too hard to escape."
The world beyond the bar, it's silence, it's shadows, seemed to fade until only the two of them remained, wrapped in a stolen moment neither was willing to break.
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The Outfit for Jill Valentine is based on an image I found of her in Deviantart. It's called: Concept: Jill Valentine By AbsoluteraZr. They were okay with using the clothes and very similar ones to what they used for Jill. I had to find them. They were awesome and a great artist. Many thank you's to them. Checkout their work!
Created using Daz Studio 4.24. Planned out the scene and poses in a few days. Originally was going to use the same Revs Jill v4 pose but changed it to the above one that's seen. Still learning DAZ Studio after over a years of use. Duration of render was around 4800 seconds in Nvidia Iray with a 9950X3D and RTX 4090. Post work was only adding the watermark.
No AI involved, just a lot of hours sitting on my backside making this render.
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Leave a comment of your thoughts on this render please!
The bar was dim and quiet, bathed in the dull red glow of the neon sign outside the window. The cracked leather of the booths and the faint smell of cigarettes gave the place a worn charm, the kind of atmosphere that kept secrets. A half-empty beer bottle sat on Leon’s table, condensation trailing down its side.
Jill with a soft, confident smile, “I’m Jill."
Leon froze, captivated by the sight of her. His mind slipped into a trance, as though time itself had slowed. His lips parted, trying to find the right words. Finally, they tumbled out, unpolished but sincere.
Leon blurting, almost clumsy, “Hi, Jill."
Jill stood in front of him, her confidence lighting the space more than the flickering neon ever could. Her smile deepened as she noticed his fluster, though she held back a laugh, letting only a quiet giggle escape. She set her handbag on the table and slid into the booth across from him.
Jill's eyes fell on the half-empty beer bottle, still cool with condensation. She leaned over the table, fingers curling around the bottle he had been drinking from. With a playful smirk, she lifted it and took a slow, deliberate sip, her eyes never leaving his.
Leon watched, surprised but oddly enchanted by the boldness of such a simple act.
Jill teasing, setting the bottle back on the table, “That hit the spot. Not bad… though it tastes better when it’s yours."
She leaned back, visibly more relaxed now, her confidence glowing brighter than the neon lights. Then, with a sudden spark in her eyes, she rose from the booth. Stepping close to where Leon sat, she reached for his hand, clasping it firmly.
Slowly, she raised her right hand, her index finger extending while the rest curled delicately inward. With a subtle flick of her wrist, she beckoned him closer, the motion deliberate and enticing. The gesture carried a silent command, softened by the faintest curve of her lips. Leon’s gaze followed the movement, captivated not only by the finger drawing him in but by the quiet confidence behind it, a wordless invitation he had no intention of refusing.
Leon chuckled, his gaze traveling from her confident stance down to her outstretched hand. He let out a breath, entertained and slightly defeated.
Leon grinning, “Dance? Here? Jill, you do realize this isn’t exactly a ballroom."
Jill, whispering as she leaned down toward him, “All the better. No one’s watching."
Her grip tightened, and in one smooth motion, she grasped his hand firmly and pulled him off the red booth. He stumbled forward half a step, chuckling, but she caught him effortlessly, her strength belying her grace.
Leon smirking while shaking his head, “Alright then… but don’t blame me if I step on your toes."
Jill grinning, her voice low but playful, “Trust me, I can handle you."
She led him into the narrow space between the booths. The dim lights from the window framed her figure as she moved with an easy confidence. Leon followed, eyes fixed on her, his usual seriousness softened into something warmer.
For a moment, silence hung between them, broken only by the faint hum of the neon outside. Then Leon’s voice dropped, more earnest now.
Leon softly, “I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t tempted to stay right here."
Jill with a sly smirk, “Temptation’s good… in small doses."
He stepped closer, drawn to her like a moth to the glow she carried. His arms slipped around her waist, pulling her near. The warmth of his touch lingered against her skin, and she tilted her head up, her smile softening into something more vulnerable.
Leon close to Jill's ear, smirking, “You really enjoy keeping me under your spell, don’t you?"
Jill giggles while whispering with a playful smile, “Maybe… but you’re not trying too hard to escape."
The world beyond the bar, it's silence, it's shadows, seemed to fade until only the two of them remained, wrapped in a stolen moment neither was willing to break.
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The Outfit for Jill Valentine is based on an image I found of her in Deviantart. It's called: Concept: Jill Valentine By AbsoluteraZr. They were okay with using the clothes and very similar ones to what they used for Jill. I had to find them. They were awesome and a great artist. Many thank you's to them. Checkout their work!
Created using Daz Studio 4.24. Planned out the scene and poses in a few days. Originally was going to use the same Revs Jill v4 pose but changed it to the above one that's seen. Still learning DAZ Studio after over a years of use. Duration of render was around 4800 seconds in Nvidia Iray with a 9950X3D and RTX 4090. Post work was only adding the watermark.
No AI involved, just a lot of hours sitting on my backside making this render.
Add to your Favorites!
Leave a comment of your thoughts on this render please!
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