#get wesked

[ward-706]

Get Wesked

[glnikinihachu]

My lungs should be nice to me actually forever and ever

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

piers/wesker for the ship thing ha!

[In the most toxic way possible I do like their dynamic. They're in the worst fucking co-dependency ever and hate each other. Love that shit. lol]

[isacoremeow]

I need to draw my mk oc with other people's mk ocs or I will die badly

[alexwlwesker]

Minor fun fact, back in March before even the leaks about Wesker came out I was basically cosplaying Wesker in DBD, and funnily enough his name was very censored which now is 🤔

[tetsuotsutsumishusband]

Would you guys still care me as I just ordered myself this,,,,,

[whiskers-my-beloved]

I like your comic! I think the hand holding scene is pretty sweet. Wesker maybe doesn't mind one of his creations who isn't too unstable, the penetration from the first Tyrant didn't seem to be that pleasant lol, even if getting stabbed was part of his "plan"

No ask?! That sounds a bit unfortunate. Would you like if I ask for scenario? Like Tyrant!Reader imagines Wesker cuddling and praising them while Wesker nearby smirks evily thinking inside his head about a future where Reader will help him taking revenge on Chris for that time he laughed at Wesk's ultimate lifeform

THANK YOU SOO MUCH FOR THE ASK ✨️ :D Here lil cute comic about it ! BEHOLD WESKER BLUSHING :D

Lowkey hard to make him smirk. Or I atleast had a hard time with it. Wesker as usual loves to talk. You got pretty tired form listening to him rent and fell asleep. And mananged to make Wesker blush even.

It is after all the first time you managed to say Albert ❤️

[ivy-loves-chocolate]

Hello! can i have yandere wesker headcanon? from the Code Veronica version. His s/o always tries to avoid it at all costs.

Hii anon, of course!

I hope you like it.

As usual, for early content check my ko-fi/patreon. Thank you!

You knew Wesker vaguely, based on other people's rumors, as he was your coworker during your Umbrella days. However, you had no idea how much he knew about you. From the outside, it seemed that you didn't exist for him, but on the inside, he had deeper feelings for you that led to an unhealthy obsession. You were smart, beautiful, and very determined, traits that made you a very accomplished scientist, and a challenge for Wesker.

Once he knew all the information he needed about you, he hired someone to stalk you, in order to get a better view of your personal life. All of your potential boyfriends disappeared when things turned serious, and that made you believe that something was wrong with you, but that wasn't true since Wesker pulled all the strings. It was, of course, for your safety, as none of them were worthy of having you. Wesker was your only choice, and you had to figure it out soon. He knew so much about you, as if you two shared the same house, but in reality he barely noticed you. He pretended so well that you had no idea what he was doing in secret. 

His plan was coming to fruition, and once you were at your lowest due to not finding a partner, he began to act. The flaw in his plan, which he didn't anticipate, was that you didn't bother to notice him. You will not give in to his advantages, no matter how hard he tries. You said no to dates, flowers, and gifts. Truth be told, you didn’t like Wesker. He was arrogant, selfish, and mean. At some point during your relationship, you avoided him on purpose because he didn’t seem to get the hint. The more you’d reject him, the closer he’ll get. As a result, one day Wesker got mad and kidnapped you, but you escaped just in time thanks to the small outbreak that occurred in the Arklay Mountains.

He wanted to retrieve you that night but ended up toasted. You were long gone, and knowing that he'd follow you, you went to Antarctica in the employment of the Ashford family. It was weird to work with Alfred and "Alexia," not to mention the harsh and cold weather, but it was better than being near Wesker.

Wesker was heartbroken and searched for you for a while, but he lost hope and focused on his new mission.

The Redfield brothers were in the facility, causing mayhem. You didn’t know where Alfred was or if he was still alive. On your way to the security room, you heard a familiar voice from within.

"Ooh little fishy, come see my hook." the man said with arrogance in his tone.

You placed a hand over your mouth as you tried to suppress a scream. It came out as a muffled yelp, but unfortunately it was loud enough for Wesker to hear. You heard his steps coming to the door, and you ran away as fast as you could.

"Did he notice me?" You asked yourself.

"What’s that in the distance? I see another fish."Wesker said this theatrically, knowing he can catch you if want. 

"Shit, shit, shit!" You tried to make it to the hangar, hop on a jet, and fly far away from there. 

"Umbrella is going down; why didn’t I find employment somewhere else?" 

You pulled out your security card and tried to open the doors. Your hands were shaking, so it was hard to scan the card through the small gap, but eventually the light turned green and the doors began to open. You didn’t care about Alfred; he was a jerk anyway.

"Going somewhere?" Wesker asked from behind in a calm tone. 

You froze in place. It felt like time stopped, and like a cornered rabbit, you waited for the big bad wolf to kill you.

"Listen, Wesk-" a hand grabbed you by your neck, forcing you to face him. Upon seeing his bloody eyes, you let out a scream. They pierced through your soul as they looked down at you with anger and disappointment. 

"Do you have any idea what kind of hell I had to go through in order to save your prissy ass?" 

"I-I’m sorry..." you said, but your voice was fading as the grip around your neck became tighter. 

"No, no, you’re not sorry. I did everything I could for you. I gave you a promotion, more money, and more resources, and what did I get? Rejection"

His face slowly morphed into something that didn’t resemble a human anymore. In that dim light, he seemed like a grotesque creature, one that was ready to rip you in half. 

You took one final deep breath as you felt his hand crush your neck, and without realizing his next move, he smashed your head into the metal grid of the large door, making you lose consciousness. 

You awoke in a strange room with huge pain throughout your body. You tried to stand up but failed multiple times as your legs were too weak to carry your weight. Eventually, you gathered some strength and started to explore your surroundings. 

The room you were in was spacious, with a floor bed and some magazines, along with a TV and a small closet. When you moved further, you heard a clinking sound and felt a gentle restraint on your ankle. You started to sob when you realized the gravity of the situation. Cuffed to the floor in an unknown place with the worst headache and nausea, you began to scream as loudly as your weak body allowed, hoping to get his attention.

He made an appearance after twenty minutes, dressed in black, and he sat in front of you. After a few moments of silence and as your vision improved, you noticed that he wasn't himself, as his sheer confidence and symbolic smugness were missing from his face. He looked rather sad and exhausted. 

It appeared that his eyes changed colors as well, and instead of that bloody red there was a warm shade of amber. He scanned you from head to toe in silence, keeping his own conclusions to himself. 

Wesker didn’t want your relationship to end up like this, because he hoped you’d understand that he only used extreme actions because he loved you. He decided to be very calm and tolerant with you as he realized how hard it would be to make you fall for him, but one thing is certain: you will love him by any means necessary.

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[slifarianhawk]

Chapter 25: Two Matriarchs (NORMAL P.O.V.)

Sitting at my desk, I clicked off and deactivated my connection to the B.S.A.A. terminals. Chris was clearly not in a good place and needed some comfort. I hope Barry, Claire, or the copy of my plans against Spencer would soothe him.

As I waited for Albert to arrive with that harpy Excella , I decided it would be best to have Agent Nighthawk in the office as backup. Did I think Albert would allow me to get hurt? No, no, I did not. I just think a little intimidation would be helpful.

I pressed the button on my comm choker, activating it.

"Agent Nighthawk respond." I ordered.

"Yes, commander?" His voice responded quickly.

"Come to my office. I have a feeling the new visitor will be trouble, and I would like your assistance in the matter as my backup." I said, standing up from my chair and walking over the marbled ebony cabinets in the corner of my office.

"YES, MAM!" He said loudly.

"No need to shout hun. See you soon." I ended the comm link.

Opening up the cabinet, I pulled out a tray with a vintage light blue decanter with gold angel fish with six matching glasses. Inside the decanter was Pheonix Corps. special strawberry brandy. I also had an unopened imported bottle of Kunohs orange osmanthus wine as well as an unopened bottle Disaronno and Johnnie Walker blue label, which I knew was Albert's favorite. Pulling them out of their hidey hole, I placed them on the tray as well.

Carefully, I brought the drinking set out and placed it on my desk. Tucking away my keyboard, laptop, as well as the monitors. I placed the cups along the desk. With utmost care, I covered the desk and drinking set with a black silk sheet. The proper meet and greet was more important, and if it went well, drinks would be served.

"I am here, m'lady." Nighthawk said, entering my office holding a five gallon bucket of ice,"White Queen said you would need ice, so I grabbed you a big bucket full from the kitchen before I came to your office."

The kid smiled. His unruly neck lenght blonde hair was slicked back almost how Wesk normally had his. He was wearing a charcoal grey jacket with an aquamarine tee shirt, black jeans, and his standard issued combat boots.

"Wow! kid, you're looking sharp today. This is perfect. I want to see your files from project a.c.r.o.h. you look so much like my husband it's shocking." I said, taking the bucket of ice from him," please take a seat. Archer will be here soon with Albert and that bitch Excella. However, my plan is simple, and you'll see that soon enough. Now, if you'll turn around so I can get changed."

Agent Nighthawk turns and faces the wall. I quickly changed into my battle suit that was crafted from carbon nanotubes and spider silk. Perfectly bulletproof and stylish to boot. I placed my corrective purple shades on as well as my black leather duster coat embroidered with blue silk flames. I pulled my long deep brown hair up into a ponytail. Lastly, I stepped into black snake skin three inch wedge heel boots.

"OK... Hawk, you can turn around now. I'm ready for this meet and greet with Ms. Gionne, " I said, walking over to him.

"That's good, m'lady, and it seems they are almost here." He said, pointing at the window, revealing Albert and Arjuna walking up the stairs being followed by Excella and Steve.

I quickly zipped over to my big office chair and sat down. Turning away from the door, I gazed over set agent Nighthawk and motioned for him to come stand next to me. He followed the order I silently provided in just the nick of time.

White Queen appeared as the door opened. Archer walked in first, followed by Wesker and Steve. Excella walked in last.

"Albert, where is this asset you keep bringing up? I must admit the Pheonix Corps. is an amazing organization, but would they help us with oroboros. They seemed to be aligned with the UN." She stated.

White Queen spoke up, "All of your questions will be answered here in a moment. Arjuna, please introduce our lady to Ms. Gionne."

Archer smiled and bowed, "Yes, White Queen, welcome to the final room of our tour. The heart of Pheonix Corps, this is the office of our mistress. The former vice captain of the Raccoon City special tactics and rescue services Alpha team, Umbrellas former top researcher in vaccines and anti viral procedures, UBSC Agent number seven hundred forty-eight, goddess of the new world and wife to commander Albert Wesker, our matron and leader, the Pheonix herself, Lady Tabitha Ellise Redfield Wesker."

I turned in my chair and stood up. Brushing my bangs away from my eyes. My wicked smirk plastered across my face as I stared deep into Excella's horrified eyes.

"So.... so... you were?"shuddered out Excella.

"NOT so much of a filthy mutt now am I deary. Hahaha.... worry not, dear heart. I hold nothing against you. I could have killed you the moment I laid my eyes on you, but I didn't. After all, that's not what my daughter Alistar would want. I understand you found her corpse. I want to thank you for being her home to me and Albert." I took off my shades, revealing the deep blue sapphire like eyes.

Albert walked forward and stood next to me, "Excella, my dearheart here has a deal for you."

"What is this deal? What what can she give me that I don't already have? I have Albert and our research. I don't need anything more. So tell me what you can offer me?" She huffed, turning around, starting to walk out.

"Well, how about me not exposing Tricells' recent transgressions against the UNs anti bioterrist regulations." She turned around, horrified as the realization just hit her.

"You wouldn't dare! do you know who i am. No one would turn in trecell over

petty reason, like not building a work relationship." She said, walking towards me.

I laughed, amused, "If you think I'm not that petty, just ask Wesk. However, I have damn near infinite resources and connections as well from the B.S.A.A., the connections, even Nato and the UN. I have decades of research from umbrella and access to files that Wesker doesn't. I'm currently have an army of around two thousand soldiers, all with B.O.W. training. To think you would think I studied up on you when I found out about irving was connected to Tricell. Born to the Gionne family, Excella was a child prodigy. Graduating from high school at the ripe age of sixteen and college at twenty. She gained a bachelor of science degree majoring in genetic engineering. Valedictorian at that. Now you are an assistant to my power-hungry sadist of a husband. I love him dearly, but I can tell you, and I share that fact in common. Now I'll cut you a deal, one that will be hard to refuse."

I saw Albert smirk.

"Gentlemen, let's give my dear lotus and Excella some privacy." Wesker said, motioning for the men to leave.

"No need, Albert. I want to make sure you hear what is said. That way, I know she'll stay loyal to this contract. You did tell me she's loyal to you to a fault. Let me hear this deal you've concocted. " Excella smirked, sitting in one of the chairs.

"Simple and straight to the point, I like that. This is a four part deal, and I'll have the legal team draw up the contract for three parts. The last piece will be between me and you, Excella." I said, sitting back down in my office chair.

"But of course, I'm not an idiot. Now, let's hear these terms." She said in a very business manner.

"First of we don't rat each other out to the UN, B.S.A.A or any other authority." I said.

"That's very much agreeable." She said seething, "What else would you like out of this?".

"We share resources between Tricell and Phoenix Corps. This will include but not be limited to research, viral stabilizers, soldiers, the works, whatever you need that we can provide, and the same co yndition is applied to you at tricell." I stated, grabbing a dark blue fountain pen and paper writing out the conditions and signing by each one.

"I promise you the resourses of my branch of Tricell,and I'll contact my family and have the other branches reach out as well." She said, signing next to each of my signatures.

"Lastly of the main terms, we stay out of others' way and try to rule side by side the new world uroboros will usher in for us." I said, standing up and extending my hand out.

She stood up and took my hand in hers, "Then it's settled."

"Not quite. All but Archer leave this room now that's an order. Albert, I'll discuss this with you later, but for now, this is my base. You will listen to me. " I said, pointing to the door, "Do you have any objections, Ms. Gionne?"

"Yes, I'd rather have Albert in here rather than one of your flunkies. It's only fair since you are his wife, after all." She smirked.

"Excella, I will stay, but first let me talk to my dearest lotus in the hall." He said, pulling me out the door.

When we were in the hall, Albert backed me into a wall and pressed his lips against my neck. Pinning my shoulders, he stared into my eyes. He flashed his signature smirk with his eyes glowing. His cologne rolled into my nostrils.

"Since when did you become such a devilish negotiator, my dear lotus flower." Albert murmured into my neck, planting a kiss on my lips mere seconds after speaking.

"Being Sergei's lapdog for all those years did have some advantages. Like learning how to manipulate the situation. However, you my love, are still leagues better than I. Now I'm going to offer her a deal she can't refuse for her to possibly be our third. Then, when we are ready to cut her lose, we test uroboros on her. The final test of her worthiness." I let out a dark chuckle,"but we both know what we will find there."

"My lotus's petals have really darkened. Let's go finish this negotiation, I have a treat for you when this is over." He said, lifting me into a gentle kiss searing with ferocity.

I could tell he was holding back. The sadist I know he was was loving the fact I had to play nice with his chosen subordinate. I had to be his delicate  little flower, who obeyed his every command. He had a lot to learn about the new me.

I followed Wesk back into the room. A smirk wide on my face. Excella seemed interested in what I had under the black silk sheet.  I swiftly took my seat, ripping off the black cloth revealing the beverages.

I poured Excella and I a drink from the strawberry brandy and Albert a drink from the  Johnnie Walker, " Arjuna, Steve, agent Nighthawk, please leave us. I'll call ya'll back over my comm link." I said as the young men left the room.

"Now, what is the last part of this deal that you are proposing?" She asked as Albert slinks up behind her and strokes her face,"Albert!?"

"Isn't it obvious? Excella, my wife is being kind enough to share me with you, but only if you prove your loyalty to us."

"Does that mean? I'll be able to be with you, Albert?" She asked with a shocked expression.

"Only if you truly prove to be a partner to us." I said, handing her a glass of brandy, "Not just him but to me as well."

She gulped fear dripping from her brow as she took the glass i started to offer. "And let me guess, this is the only chance I have of getting with you, isn't it?" She looked up at Wesk.

He simply smirked and stood behind me. Placing a hand on my shoulder, he spoke,"This is all up to my dear lotus, Excella. Prove yourself to her, and your dreams may become a reality." He pulled my hair back, giving me a deep, passion filled kiss, "and from what I've seen,  you have a long way to go."

"Unless you'd rather always be alone except those boy toy interns you keep around." I said, sipping my brandy smuggly.

She gulped once again and raised her glass," I accept these conditions."

"To us, the Matriarchs of the Pheonix Corps. and Tricell." I said raising my glass while handing Albert his  scotch,"and the hierarchy of the new world."

Hey everyone sliva here quite the twist no? Relax this is not an Excella x reader or Excella x wesker fic. I have plans that run deep for this story. I am giving an advanced warning the next chapter will be dark. There will be  two separate cases of torturing. There will be manipulation. There will be gore blood and not good situations. You have been warned for now. I'll also have proper trigger warnings before each part.

My name is Silfarianhawk, and I'm not so far away.

[gothghostiie]

Hello ghostiieeee ~ may I get an assistant!reader x wesker where wesker finds out reader is getting harassed by a coworker when he’s not around? 🥺🙏

hi darling!! ofc <3

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Wesked has noticed something is wrong wrong, at least the past few days. he's tried to find out what was wrong but he couldn't figure it out for the love of him. So - at some point he just went up to you and asked.

"You've been different. What's wrong?"

He noticed you getting ashamed, you mumbled something incoherent, he put his hand on your shoulder to comfort you - you flinched. you never flinched at his touch.

"Talk to me. It's okay. You're safe with me."

Then you couldn't help but spit it out, words over words, if it wasn't him who was listening you probably wouldn't have been understood - but he understood you. oh dear, he understood. He listened closely, rubbing your back in a comforting and reassuring way, hugging you if you'll allow him.

"I'll take care of this. I promise."

Just days later you'll never hear of that coworker again. Wesker is refusing to leave your side.

"You're safe with me."

[raven-6-10]

As promised, tagging @hamelin-born and @ertrunkenerwassergeist

So, when thinking about writing Regis, especially during the last years of his reign I try to keep one thing in mind:

Regis is, at his core, somebody who has given up.

Yeah, I know, how could I say something so controversial.

Well, let's not keep you in the dark.

Prince Regis and his support circle

(Or rather, the lack of thereof.)

We know very, very little about Regis' childhood so I have to extrapolate based on what canon info we have about Noctis.

And none of this is promising. Because it looks like for most of his childhood, his friends consisted of Clarus and Weskham. There is the one mention of knowing Aulea back then, but not much detail of how they met or how their relationship looked like. While he presumably met other noble children, there would always be that undercurrent of politics to any interactions, which isn't exactly conductive to healthy relationships. Not with the chasm between their respective social ranks.

(It exists even in his interactions with his Retinue, too, for all that they manage to forget it most of the time)

Then comes the Road Trip, with Cor dragged along and Cid who joins to keep eye on those goddamn rich city kids. Honestly, that might be the happiest time in Regis' life. He has minimal responsibilities, he's not under constant scrutiny from everyone and he has people who genuinely like him for him around himself. Life looks good, even with the war on the horizon.

And then comes Accordo and Altissia, and the failed treaty negotiations.

And then Weskham leaves.

A lot of people headcanon that Wesk stayed in Accordo to funnel information to Insomnia and act as a Lucian representative to Accordo's government. Whether that's true or not, the fact is that he was unlikely to consistently keep in touch with Regis. Not with how closely all communication channels would be monitored as the war heated up. By necessity, their friendship becomes a distant one at best.

So that's one of Regis' people gone from his life. Cid is the second one to leave him, this time entirely of his own choice.

While there are no actual specifics, the timing makes it clear that Cid was not happy with Mors pulling back the Wall and the Royal Family's policy on the refugees thereafter. Which is a polite way of saying "they left people to fend for themselves". What we don't know is how Regis reacted to it. Did he think his father had to have good reasons? Did he disagreed with him but couldn't think of anything he could do to improve things? Did he agree with Mors wholeheartedly? Either way, Cid storms out of the Citadel and Insomnia, eventually settles down in Hammerhead and, as far as we know, does not see Regis ever again.

(And there is that one hint from Cor how Cid was still angry that Regis kept secrets and refused to confide in his friends. But that's for later.)

Post-coronation and his marriage

(Or, his social circle still isn't great)

So here they are in the year 729 of Modern Era, with one friend on the other side of the world and another currently very pissed off at them, when Mors dies and leaves Regis running Lucis.

Regis is all of 23.

I don't know about you but I wouldn't leave a 23-years-old charge of a local retail shop. Nevermind the entire fucking country. Unfortunately, Regis does not have the luxury of leaving the job to somebody else, so he puts on his big boy boots and the fancy crown, and gets to work.

And there's a lot of work.

We have next to nothing about Mors and his reign, but what we do have points to a person more interested in the results than the means used to achieve them, which is never good attitude in somebody who has absolute authority over other people. It's bound to piss off people in all social strata and create some short-term "solutions" in exchange for a lot of long-term problems. I suspect Regis spent a lot of his early years as a king placating nobles and unfucking his father's various messes with Clarus and Cor's help.

Not that Cor would have been much of a help, being freshly 18 himself - ageism is very firmly alive in politics, even fictional ones - and still a reckless little shit at his heart. For Regis, Cor is firmly a little brother figure - somebody to guide and teach and protect, and to entrust important missions to once he's a little older, but not somebody Regis can rely on to support him.

(Regis never loses this mindset. Not even after Cor has been his Marshall for years. In the end, Cor is never told about the real prophecy, is sent away before the Invasion begins.)

With Clarus busy with work and Cor not suitable, Regis would have to look to somebody else for emotional support. Enter Aulea. Around this time, their relationship shifts from friends to actual courtship and then to a marriage in 732 ME. Finally, Regis has someone who isn't his subordinate and doesn't need to be kept at arms length, who is actually his equal, who he can confide in and rely on, and be happy with. His best friend's also gotten married recently and had a little boy. Life is looking great!

And then Noctis is born and Aulea dies.

(There's a lot of IRL research about how men rely almost entirely on their wives for emotional support, and how badly they cope once it's gone.)

Noctis as the Chosen One

And then we come to this cluster fuck of a prophecy.

Because Regis learns his son is going to die.

Because there's nothing he can do to change it.

Because how do you defy a god?

(You don't. Not on your own)

But there's more!

Not only is his son going to die very painfully, first the world has to be plunged into complete darkness for who knows how long. Demons will run everywhere and people will struggle to survive. In the end, Eos will be devastated and Lucis is not guaranteed to survive.

That's bound to influence his decisions, and not always consciously.

Like, we know Noctis had an unprecedented amount of freedom for a Crown Prince, going to a normal high school, having commoner friend and living outside of the Citadel. Going by his complete unfamiliarity with life outside of Insomnia (he didn't know what a gil was) and not recognising Ardyn (a high ranking member of foreign court), I would say he also didn't receive much of a training that would be expected of a prince.

(It's not like he's going to rule anything, ever)

Then there's how that knowledge would affect Regis and his policies.

Oh, I don't think he actually realised that but. Why would he try to improve anything if it's all going to be destroyed anyway? Why bother to fix the system, it's not like it's broken, it works correctly?

(It's not working correctly. It's very much broken and rotting under his feet. He just can't see that from his place at the top.)

What does it have to do with Galahdians?

Freaking everything.

Starting with Mors' shitty refugee policies that likely never were repelled in full, through the fact that Regis likely had to make a lot of concessions to nobles to secure his reign, to his negligence of and ignorance about the issues arising among the lowest classes.

After all, corrupt officials will not suddenly decide to stop on their own. They can and will only get worse, because they feel more and more untouchable with every stolen yen and every bribe taken.

And resentment builds up.

[sparklecryptid]

We've had Noctis going back in time, chocobros, Ardyn, royal bastards in their various incarnations, Cor-

But I don't think I've ever seen Regis be the one to get sent back in time. Like, can you imagine it? Regis, who just killed Noctis (his son his child his), waking up as a teenager over 40 years in the past. And deciding to Fuck the Prophecy and Bahamut too, he's not doing any of that again (please don't make him do that again he can't).

Regis goes on to completely demolish the timeline, with Clarus and Wesk trailing behind and making concerned noises. (understandable, Regis kind of changed overnight)

For bonus points, his original timeline was one with a royal bastard, maybe even more than one. Except this time, Regis actually keeps track of his exes so he finds out about them pretty soon.

(If you want maximum angst, it was the one where Luche kills him)

Regis dies. It is a swift death. A mercy given to him by the hands of his daughter.

(His daughter that he never knew. His daughter that must have suffered for it to have ended this way. His daughter. A traitor. But still his daughter.)

Regis dies, and when he wakes he finds himself younger. He finds himself nineteen years old and untested by the hardships of the coming years.

Regis dies with blood in his mouth.

He wakes up with the memory of cold arms lowering him to the ground and frost curling across a pale cheek. Is his daughter alive yet? Regis doesn't believe so but he can't know for sure.

He knows Noctis isn't alive. Regis knows that at least his son will be safe. But Luche? Regis doesn't know.

Something in him aches.

-

There is something off about Clarus' Prince. The only King that will ever have his loyalty, the only person Clarus will die for that isn't his wife. There has been something off about Clarus' Prince for years now. Ever since Regis woke up on his nineteenth birthday something has been off about him.

Regis dives into whatever work is assigned to him. He plays politics like he's an old hand at it and seems to know what schemes his father is up to before they happen. Regis is different, it's shown in the frantic but careful way he directs resources into areas he thinks will need them most and ignore the nobles that grumble and whine only to be shocked that Regis was right about diverting their forces from around Insomnia to near Galahd.

It is as if Regis has grown the ability to see the future and Regis laughs at Clarus when he suggests it. For a moment it looks like he's about to make a joke but his face freezes as if he's remembering something.

"Clarus," Regis says slowly, "What was the name of the woman my father sent me on my eighteenth birthday?"

"Why do you ask?" Regis plotting something, this much Clarus can tell. But it's been six years since then and Clarus still can't tell exactly what Regis wants with this information.

"I need to know," Regis says, "I think she has something of mine."

-

Her name is Tita Lazarus.

Lazarus. It isn't a common enough name for Regis to ignore the possibility that this woman is the mother of his child.

Regis remembers her dazed gaze a she looked at him through their night together. He remembers how she was cold even when he tried to warm her with his magic. Most of all, Regis remembers when frost started to coat her fingertips after they had finished.

He hadn't thought of the woman much in his life before, he thought her another manipulation by his father to get him to behave. But if she hadn't told Mors about her child then where did her loyalty lie?

For Luche's sake, Regis hopes it's with him.

-

The ones who meet them at the docks of Galahd's biggest - and only - port are a mix of those from Clan Khara and Clan Bellum. They watch as Regis jumps off the ship and makes his way toward them.

Their body language is relaxed, but there is a tension in the air that tells Regis that although he is welcomed he better not try anything.

"Greetings, Son of Crystal," The leader of the Khara delegation speaks, "May we inquire as to the nature of your visit?"

"I'm looking for a Lazarus," Regis says and the air goes still. Ah. They are hiding something. Regis knew it. "Her name was Tita. I believe she has a child."

The tension doesn't ease with Regis' words but it changes.

"And if she does?"

Regis smiles. It's all teeth.

"I would like to meet my daughter."

-

Here is the thing: Regis refuses to let his mistakes bleed into this life. He refuses to let his daughter suffer and he refuses to let his son sacrifice himself like a karakul on an altar.

That being said, he doesn't expect the reaction he gets when his daughter meets them on the way to her own house.

"You're not supposed to be here." Tiny fists clutch at Regis' pants and glowing blue eyes peer up at him. Her face is scrunched up in terror as if the world had suddenly changed. Beside him the Khara and Furia accompanying him and Clarus are quiet. "You're not supposed to be here! The path has changed the trees face backward. You're not-" She stumbles over her words and tears well up in her eyes and freeze.

"Why now?" Luche's voice trembles, "Why this path? Why this journey? Why this me? Why not the others? Don't you know how they - how we - suffered? Why am I enough but they aren't? Why-" Frost curls over her cheekbones and Regis reaches out-

The Furia swings into action before Regis can scoop his daughter into his arms and soothe her. Lottie - the Furia - drags Luche away from Regis and Regis bites back a snarl even if he can't help the way his magic sharpens the air.

There is so much he doesn't know about his daughter. It infuriates him others know more than he does.

He has time to learn.

It doesn't make up for what happened in the past.

"Stop your wandering," Lottie gently scolds Luche, "The trees are the same, the path is solid. There is no use wandering on what-ifs and could-bes. Come back to the greener grass and the song the winds sing."

Luche stares at Lottie, her eyes slowly focusing on the figure in front of her. She blinks once. Twice.

Luche spins to look at Regis.

"Why are you here?" She demands and this time Regis can notice the buzzing of his ancestral magic under her skin.

"I'm here for you," Regis says, "And your mother."

"You don't want her," Luche warns, "She's gone too far."

"Do you want her?"

Luche pauses.

Regis smiles.

"Think about it," he says, "On the way to your home - tell me about yourself."

[frostycatblr-fandom-files]

In my mind, Wrecker absolutely tucks Lula under the blankets, so I wanted to draw that.

Here, she's keeping watch for the Bad Batch while they're away from Kamino until they come back home and add another tally-mark to their collection under W (or "wesk"), of course.

Her boys always win.

Omega now tucks Lula under the blankets, too. Lula doesn't get to see those tally-marks anymore. But that's okay. She still gets lots of hugs and cuddles, just like before.

Maybe even a little more.

Late night doodle versus the watercolor work.

[garbria]

Cor opened the door to Cid’s house and stopped just inside. Quiet met his ears, so Cid and Cindy must be out at the garage working on something. For the best, probably. Cid had given Cor free reign of the kitchen today, but it would still go better without an audience.

Nyx was with Libertus and Crowe, supposedly strategizing but more likely getting yelled at for not taking care of himself. Cor trusted them to keep an eye on Nyx and make sure he didn’t push himself too far. It wouldn’t hurt for him to have a reminder of what happened when he worried people, either.

It was the perfect opportunity to make Nyx’s favorite stir fry for him. Takka had managed to get the meat in for him, and he’s managed to scrounge up the rest of the ingredients through judicious use of favors. The first time Nyx ended up on medical leave after they moved in together, Cor was determined to make things as palatable for Nyx as possible. That meant cooking for him while he was laid up. Cor was a decent cook, thanks to Wesk’s tutelage, but he didn’t have practice in cooking Galahdan dishes. It took many weeks of Nyx yelling instructions from the couch for Cor to be satisfied with his versions of Nyx’s favorites.

Now it was tradition. Whenever Nyx inevitably did something that ended with him hurt, Cor cooked for him. It soothed his desire to help, when there was nothing to be done but let things heal. He knew who Nyx was, and he loved him for it, but he was a protector at heart, and he needed to do what things he could for those he loved. Even if it was as simple as making sure Nyx stayed fed with things he enjoyed.

Nyx was always properly appreciative, too.

He puttered around Cid’s kitchen, the familiar motions and smells calming him. Relationships between people like him and Nyx were bound to be stressful for all involved, but he wouldn’t give it up for the world. 

He was just finishing up as he heard the front door open. He silently congratulated himself on his timing as he pulled out some plates.

“Is that what I think it is?” Nyx asked, entering the kitchen.

“I see you’re still in one piece,” Cor said, ignoring the question.

Nyx rolled his eyes. “Eventually they’ll get tired of yelling at me to be more careful.”

“I wouldn’t bet on it,” Cor replied, handing Nyx a plate. “Here, you can set the table.”

Nyx took the plate, glancing at the stove. “You didn’t have to do that, you know.”

“I wanted to.” 

Nyx leaned over the plate to press a kiss to the corner of Cor’s lips. “Thank you.”

“Always,” Cor said quietly to Nyx’s back. “Always.”

[manufactoredxbyxdesign]

[In my heart the tropical resort in Hooked On You exists and it’s where everyone gets sent when they’re kill switched.

Wesk spent an entire week just hanging out reading books, getting drunk by an empty pool, and napping out in the sun like the strange lizard cryptid he is.]

[slifarianhawk]

Chapter 35: new home (normal P.O.V and smut)

Once Gale, Albert,  and I landed we swiftly exited the plane.  I left the heavy lifting with my baggage and research supplies up to Gale and the majini. I rested easy after I got off the laptop. So I didn't want to ruin my zen.

I walked up to Albert and gently held him my head on his chest. His heart's rhythm led me to an even deeper peace.

"Are you alright dearheart? you are being quite cuddly with me today." Albert said caressing my cheek sweetly.

I smirked, "Better now that I know that Chris and the B.S.A.A. would not be ruining our plans for a long while. It's very reassuring that I won't have to kill my family."

"Then my dear I have someone I want you to meet," Wesker said pulling up into his arms bridal style.

"I love you, my treasured god." I purred resting my head on his heart again.

“ Hey, I get you wanna play with his ouroboros Tabitha but honey don’t no one wanna see that” Gale laughed as I blushed a deep scarlet.

"It's not like that right now jerk!" I hid my burning face in Albert's shoulder.

"Insolent brat!" Albert growled walking down into the base.

I take a moment and sigh losing the blush on my cheeks, "Don't let Gale get to you my love, he is but a child at heart."

I smiled staring into his deep black shades. His eyes flared up at the contact.

"Must you stare my precious lotus?" Albert sighed smiling slightly.

"I can't help it Wesk. Your eyes are the opposite of mine. They are warm and passionate. Unlike mine, which are icy and lifeless. I wish they were as gorgeous and amazing as yours." I leaned up and whispered sweet nothings in his ear.

"There is no need for that dearheart. It would be completely unnecessary, you are perfect as you are." He said placing me down in front of a white office door.

"What is this place wesk?" I ask staring at the door. 

"You will see dearheart," he said knocking on the door, "Doctor, I have brought you the patient we have been discussing."

"You may enter commander wesker." A female voice rang out from behind the door.

Albert opened the office door revealing a light teal room with a white couch covered in a dandelion-knitted blanket. There was also a desk and two armchairs. Sitting in the left chair was a lovely tall red-headed woman wearing a beautiful paisley dress and black four-inch pumps.

"Greetings Commander Wesker and Lady Tabitha. It is an honor to meet and see you again." The lady said with a slight bow, "Please allow me to introduce myself to you lady Tabitha. My name is Dr. Trinity Lefey, I am a psychological provider that caters to this base."

"Dr. Lefey is one of the top in her field. I hired her after I killed Spencer and the truth of the Wesker children project was revealed to me. It was quite traumatic to me believe it or not." Albert said holding my hand.

"I believe you, my treasured god," I said sweetly while kissing his cheek.

"You two are so loving towards each other even after being apart for so long. I find it quite sweet in all honesty." Dr. Lefty said putting on a deep gray jacket.

"With all that Vladimir did to you, my dear lotus. I thought it would be best for you to see the doctor that I see for my psychological trauma." Albert said kissing the shell of my ear.

He was turning back into the man I married and the treasure I once knew.

"Alright Wesk, I'll trust you but please do me a favor and stay during my sessions. If you think this will help us I am willing to try as long as you stay with me." I ask kindly showing a slight smile as I lay down on the couch.

"As you wish Tabitha. I will be here the entire time my lotus." Albert said sitting next to the doctor.

"Then let us begin our first session," Dr. Lefey said.

With I sigh I closed my eyes and clasped my hands together, "Well doc, where do you want to begin?"

So for the next hour, I lay there and explained how I came to be in this predicament. How my bastard uncle captured me in Raccoon City. How he manipulated my daughter's situation so she ended up in his care.

I told them how he took advantage of me on an almost nightly basis. The fear if I didn't comply would lead to my daughter's death. How Vladimir murdered her in cold blood forcing me to watch my daughter die in my arms.

I went on to explain how just a few days later, I had a glimmer of hope. I saw Albert. I tried to make him realize it was me. Only to end up being shot and nearly dying the hope extinguished within a fraction of a second.

I revealed how broken I truly was. How Vladimir's voice rang out in my head when panic ensued.  The constant ringing when I shift to equinoxal. How each of my dreams were of past good times only to wake up and see they were figments of my memories.

I could not help but start to cry.

Albert swiftly knelt by my side, "Oh my precious lotus, how I wish I had believed you that day. I wish I had been the one to save you, instead of that rat Chris."

"Like I told you before commander, we can't change the past but together now that you both are here we can work towards the future. " She said smiling, "You have had a lot of trauma and you have been through a lot of pain. It will take time to heal and cope with but I can help. For now, be happy that you have your husband back."

"Thank you Dr. Lefey, I will come by once every few weeks for a session. That way we can work on coping with my trauma." I smiled as Albert helped me up.

" you have always been so smart, my dear lotus," Albert said taking my hand.

"I will see you both soon." The doctor said as we walked out of the room.

"Come, my dear, I have much to show you," Albert said holding my hand as we headed deeper in the base.

I followed Albert around the base till we got to his office, "this is my office and lab, my dear. Seeing as you were previously not allowed on this floor as Ms . Lancaster. I thought I should show you where you will be working from now on apart from your old research lab."

He opened the ebony door and revealed a massive office with a black leather sofa and a gorgeous mahogany desk. In front of a large research lab with all sorts of equipment and a medical bed tucked in the corner.

He stared at me with his signature smirk plastered across his face, "I want you to be my research assistant again,  my beautiful lotus"

"But what about my angelis research? I thought that is what you wanted me to work on love?" I asked walking up to him.

"I believe the angelis virus is the key to detoxifying Uroboros but making more selective. That dearheart, it's why I want you to research with me. Just like when we were at Umbrella together." Albert smiled wickedly at my concern.

"There never been any changing your mind once is set on something, "I chuckle awkwardly but then a smile graced my lips, "Alright my treasure, I'll be your research partner."

"Good decision my dear," he smirked, "You know what I miss the most of the old days?" He said wrapping a hand around my waist, one in my hair, slowly together we started rotating.

Resting my head on his chest I smiled, "White Queen"

"Yes, my lady? " the white hologram appeared from my watch.

"Play yellow by Coldplay." I smiled relaxed.

"Yes, my lady. " She said starting to play the music.

"Not a bad choice for a slow dance song dearheart," Albert whispered into my ear as he placed his forehead on mine. He took in a deep breath as we turned.  His strong arms move around my waist.

"I remember when we used to dance in the lab.  Marcus used to get so mad at us." I laugh into his chest.

"The classical music was much more soothing to me but this is nice as well dearheart," he said kissing my hair.

"I love you, Albert," I said looking up at his face and rubbing his chest.

"And I love you Tabitha, my precious lotus," Albert said meeting my gaze and removing his sunglasses, "You are my goddess and no one will take you away from me."

He kissed my lips, our passion melding together. I felt his love as he pulled me closer and draped his arms over my shoulders. I wish I could hold on to this moment for all eternity. This was the man I loved from the start. He may be a monster and my target but at this moment he was my husband through and through. The song ended.

"I have one last place to take you dearheart," Albert said releasing the kiss, "our home."

"Our home love?" I stared at him quizzically.

"Well as much of a home we could have in this old base. Chambers will have your old room next to Jill." He informed me as we walked out of the office and the research lab.

The walk was long but I took my time and memorized my way around. Albert was taking his time to show me around.

He smirks rubbing the small of my back, "Do you need clothes dearest lotus?"

I heard him almost purr as if he were a cat.

"Unfortunately I do, most of my clothes are either combat uniforms or black tie clothes. They're all at the lodge." I said a blush creeping upon my face from Albert's actions.

"Still sensitive there I see, my naughty lotus." He said pressing deeper into the small of my back, all while smirking and walking faster.

I tried to keep up with him to not be left behind.

After a quick moment, we arrive at a black and gold elevator. Albert stopped here.

"Come here my dear" He decongestant me forward, his eyes shimmering a brilliant red as we got on.

I walked up next to him following him on to the elevator, "Yes sir. "

Quickly he pinned me to the wall of the elevator, he took my lips again. The kid stole my breath away my heart raced and Mr body started to heat up.

"Look at you my lotus,  shivering and warming up for me at the same time. Do I get you that hot and bothered?" He smirked stroking my red cheeks, "Such a beautiful face and it is all mine!"

He bit down on my neck and hoisted me into his arms. As the elevator came to a stop, the doors opened up to a large deep charcoal grey living room with a massive black leather sectional and TV.  To the left was a moderately large chef's kitchen that was almost out of my dreams.

He slowly worked his way up to my lips tail off love bites stinging up my neck. Albert walked us to a full-size bedroom inside was a bed with four posts and golden silk curtains. The king-sized mattress was covered in black satin sheets.

"What about Gale and Jill they are waiting for us?" I moan as Albert suckles on my neck as he lays me out on the bed.

"We can worry about that later dearheart, but for now let's enjoy each other's company." He said climbing on top of me and sinking his teeth into my neck.

I gasped, "But of course my master." Leaning up to grab his hair.

As I leaned up, I felt Albert's well-trimmed nails across my clothed back. A blush grazed my cheeks at the slight stinging sensation.

"Master mmm please don't. There is no need to tease. You were right. Almost any time we get like this I melt into your arms." I moaned out caressing his cheek.

"Such a naughty naughty pet, I bet you were picturing this the moment we stepped off the plane," Albert whispered in my ear sending shivers down my back.

" no, I wasn't master." I shook out my answer as  Albert dragged his tongue down my neck.

"Do not lie to me dearheart,  I know how badly you crave my touch. How alone you feel when I'm not around. How the messages you left for me in your captivity, your voice quaked as you rubbed and flicked your sensitive clit as you imagined my tongue dragging along your folds. I know you cried out for me as your orgasm over you." He smirked pulling off my shirt and unclasping my bra.

"Mmm Albert," I panted.

"you have always had such amazing breasts my sweet lotus," Wesk said growling into my chest and biting my darkened perky nipples.

"Ahhhh my god please!" I moan out.

Albert smirked, "Listen to you slut,  praying for relief. You want my cock do you not, my beautiful lotus" He said in a snarky tone of voice.

He lifted me and set me up on his lap stripping my pants off my body, "Have I not told you what happens when you lie to me dearheart?"

He removed my snake-printed thong and shoved it in my mouth. I moan at the brutal force behind the action.

"Mmm fuc...."

A loud smack rang throughout the room,  "Be silent! Only those redeemed by their actions can whimper to me. "Albert growled in my ear.

I tried to be brave for what I knew was coming next. It came, and another smack rang out.

A jolt of pain ran through my body sensually shaking my spine. Albert knew how to discipline me. SMACK! Another smack across my ass. I tried to gasp as he pulled back but the makeshift gag prevented any noise from escaping.

SMACK SMACK! A double hit my eyes rolled back as each whack hit. Trace amounts of squirt dripped down my leg.

"So pathetic! Getting off by my disciplining your lying ass. I think this calls for more severe discipline." Albert smirked as he dropped me on the bed and opened a chest at the end of the bed.

I trembled. My mind switches between despair and blissful thoughts of what it could be.

"I'm sorry master please forgive your whorish pet. " I tried to moan out but the lacey underwear prevented any knowledgeable sound from escaping.

"Oh my poor dear lotus, sounding so neglected and helpless," he smirked his voice like an angelic song, "If you last through this my dear without getting off I shall reward you with what you want. Does that not sound tantalizing pet?"

He pulled out a vibrating wand and I felt the color drain from my face. I was still sensitive from when we made the message for Chris. This was going g to be difficult.

Albert dragged the vibrator up to my clit and turned it on medium-low speed. It was hard to resist the moan building in my chest. I felt weak.  I bucked against the toy as Albert still had his infamous smirk on his face as he slowly removed his clothing only leaving his black silk boxers. I was panting staring at his well-built Physique and growing erection.

"What deliciously pitiful sounds are escaping your mouth. You must be excited to see your master in almost all of his glory. " Albert laughed darkly as he pulled his thick eight-inch cock out.  It was a warm red as it stood at attention. My cheeks flushed at the sight of it throbbing.

"Aw look at my adorable desperate pet,  maybe next time you won't lie about such trivial matters, such as how dirty your little mind is. You know you can't hide anything from me dear lotus." Albert said using the curtains to bind my hands and legs.

Pulling on the curtains I look up at him begging for reprieve, begging for some form of contact. My heavily lidded eyes lowered as he turned the wand on the higher setting.

"That's my pet, now be a good little slut and watch." He said as kneeled over me slowly stroking his dick just below my tips in long teasing motions.

It was torture to my aching pussy. I tried to spit out my underwear but Albert noticed and shoved them back in. He smirked sliding off his glasses and placing them teasingly on the edge of my nose. Then his gaze lowered back down to my chest. With a quick chuckle, he flicked my left nipple with his free hand. 

"You have become much more shapely my dear. The angelis virus has made you look more like a masterpiece than ever.  Your body looks so slutty but so perfect for being my pet." Albert said as I blushed a deep scarlet.

" mmmmm hmmmph." I moan as he bites down on my neck suckling leaving a dark hickey.

"Listen to how you moan. Being unable to scream for your master is a shame. You truly are pathetic my lotus. So needy   begging for release even though you have not earned it." He smirked still stroking his cock as he removed the thong from my mouth.

"Albert please!" I gasped, "Your pet is sorry she lied. Please forgive this dishonest slut. Please master let me pleasure you.".

"Poor little lotus flower, so shy but so vocal about your wants. You must want my cock so much, I bet it is driving you insane." He slid his thick tip among my inner folds my slick lubing up his cock.

Bend over he looked like a predator on the hunt. Even with his cock in his hand he looked graceful. He brought his face close to mine.

"You have done well so far dearheart. I shall let you have some reprieve,0 however,  if you decide to finish without me saying so your punishment will be ten times worse than what is going on right now." He kissed me our tongues lacing together.

Pausing for a brief moment to breathe I spoke, "I will behave my master."

"Such a good pet, now enjoy how I am about to make you feel." Albert cooed as he stop stroking his cock and inserted two fingers deep inside my cunt. 

He quickly started to pump his fingers scissoring them and spreading my pussy.

"FUCK WESKER MMM!ALBERT AHHH!" I cried out as he swiveled his fingers deeper into my cunt.

I held on. My body spasmed as Wesk added a third finger. I bucked against his hand the coil in my stomach almost snapping. I loved being pushed to the fucking edge. I felt full with just three fingers.  But I couldn't cum yet. I couldn't handle another punishment especially with the vibrator still on my clit.

"Good little pet clamping down on my fingers like the little whore you are. I feel you so close to coming undone but you are trying to resist like such a good girl." He smirked adding a fourth finger and rotated his hand massaging my g spot.

"Fuck... so close!" I reached out to Albert trying my best not to break.

Quickly he pulled his fingers out. I whimpered in protest. I was being denied cumming again. My body spasmed as I spiraled downward.

"Do you think I would let you off the hook so easily?" He said kissing me resuming to stroke his member again.

"Albert please,  my master let me please you before I fucking break!" I gasped as he turned the vibrator to maximum strength.

Tears were in my eyes, I was crying in agonizingly blissful pleasure. The coil was slowly starting to snap but I held on for him I would do anything. I felt like I was in a drugged-up high.

"Keep begging for my touch and cock pet. Let me hear your sinful voice call my name out the heavens." He laughed lining his cock up to my folds, "Look what you do to me dearheart. Look how my dick is coated in slick from your nectar and my precum. Is this what you want pet? To be stuffed like a bitch in heat."

I stared at his slick cock blushing an even deeper red," Please master! I love being denied by you but I love being your little sex toy. I love being your pet. I only want to orgasm from your love and attention to me. I'm begging you Albert please fucking put me in my place. Please use me as your seedbed!"

With a dark chuckle, he slammed into my pussy completely sheathing himself inside me, " That's my lotus! You have earned your reward. You have earned the right to be able to have your release."

He untied my ankles and retied them up with my hands. My knees were now up to my breasts. His glasses were on the tip of my nose. His eyes shined like a diamond in a jewelry store.

"Use me, my master, use me and my cunt." I gasped as he started to move. I felt so hazy.

Albert slammed his hot and heavy cock deeper into my dripping pussy. Each thrust snapped bits and pieces off my coil as I became an unraveled mess. I clung on as tight as my pussy would allow. Snap I groaned at the release of the built-up pressure. Felting my release washed over me I tried to cling to Albert.  The contact of our touch was magical.

I felt warm streams spatter against my cervix but Wesk didn't stop, "I am not going to stop until you are swollen with my cum, my beautiful lotus."

He groaned as he started to buck even faster and his thrusts were slamming against my cervix, "purr for me pet."

He placed the vibrator back on my clit.

"Ahhhh ahhhh mmmm fuck fuck master, my owner, oh please my generous God, please breed your slutty wife." I moan out cumming again from the constant friction as he positions him and starts pistoning into my g spot.

"Like this?" Albert laughed dark intent on his voice as he leaned down and bit down on my neck, "Oh dearheart, is this what you've wanted to be? tied up and used like a breeding slave? Tell me, my goddess."

"Yes my god, I want to have the family we have never been able to have." I closed my eyes as my coil started to retighten.

"Do not hide your eyes from me, I want to see into your soul my lotus." He growled in my ear ripping off the glasses and sending them to the floor.

"Yes my god," I opened my teary eyes, to meet Albert's feral gaze. His ruby eyes were shining like stars in the night sky.

"Good girl, you should never have to hide from me dearheart." He smirked in his signature style, "I shall show you off to Chris all swollen with my child. Mark you as mine in every form of the word again."

His bucking son turned into rapid bursts of hard deep bruisingly strong pounding into my G-spot and walls. I pulled on my restrains but they barely budged.

I moaned out over and over again. Needing to cum I scream out, "Albert, please, my god!"

I felt a pair of warm lips crash upon mine. Our tongues tangled against each other once more. After the heated exchange, both of us came hard.

Albert gently kissed me and pulled out. Semen dripping from my cunt. Holding on to me he pushed his cum back inside me, "That way I can be sure our family will grow my love."

I smiled and rubbed my stomach, "I hope we can my love I'm fairly old to be having children. But I do wish to have another child one we can raise now the umbrella is gone."

He chuckled as my phone rang.

I picked it up revealing a text message from Gale saying "You two done yet?"

I sighed It looked like today wasn't over quite yet.

Hey everyone slifarianhawk here and a tasty new chapter is hot and ready for ya. Please do enjoy. There is more to come. My name is Silfarianhawk and I'm not so far away.