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xlrlxx · 2 months

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—general wesker hcs

the most accurate hcs because i see so many that i think would be so inaccurate

mainly sfw

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—ALBERT WESKER’S LIFE

Albert is a clean man, shaves, washes, skin care all of that stuff

Definitely keeps the routine from work

Works with contagious viruses of course he isn’t going to go in bare hands

Works out regularly to keep his shape, definitely toned but not too burly, less defined than his STARS and military days

Able to grow facial hair but was never fond of how it looked on him

The sunglasses was a fashion statement, definitely takes them off more than people think he does

Also just to hide his emotions

Has several homes across the globe incase of needing to move around

Takes standard meds for joint pain (pre re5)

you forget he’s old and still basically human

The more of the pg/aw67 he takes the more sophisticated his anatomy gets

No longer needs ibuprofen

I’ve seen a lot of people say he purrs which i just think is so silly

Again he’s a grown man

Would definitely not purr, who actually can do that irl…

Doesn’t like being touched much, especially if his clothes are fresh and hair is just done

Doesn’t use that much hair gel, standard amount to keep it in place for the day

I feel like he’d have reading glasses bought from a store

Rich as hell, but if going undercover uses a shitty single dad car like a peugeot

Has several sports cars

—RELATIONSHIP HEADCANNONS

Prefers to have a person, mainly a woman similar to his age

Though if he was to date someone with a larger age gap

He wouldn’t be as comfortable maybe, perhaps a bit more cautious as he feels he’s too old

There’s a debate whether or not he’d be into having kids

I’m on the fence because

Either he never knew about Jake

Which I doubt and he did

Or just frankly didn’t care

I think in a way he would to have the perfect child to continue his legacy with the power he had

But also wouldn’t in the fact he’s selfish in wanting the world to himself for as long as he’s still breathing

Very closed off in wanting to fall in love in fear that if he introduced anything he did (viruses and uroboros) that his s/o would run away

And if his partner gets injected with uroboros, he’s scared they’ll be rejected from the virus

Rarely has time to go on dates with his partner because of the Tricell situation

Lets partner attend where he is if she or he works in Tricell or already knows what he does

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xlrlxx · 10 months

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— my good girl.

warnings: 18+, praise kink, semipublic sex, age gap, dry grinding if you squint, f!receiving fingering, mentions of choking.

f! reader

You voted for Wesker x reader, Wesker x reader you shall receive.

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Over the time you had been a member at S.T.A.R.S, Albert started to realise his infatuation towards you. You were young, a little older than Rebecca, around early 20s. At first, he thought it was morally wrong, slightly putting him off but he just couldn’t help himself.

He found himself calling you into his office more than necessary, to ‘help’ him with reviewing reports and asking for your input on how to respond or just generally how you felt about it even when Albert didn’t need it, he just liked having you close to him.

The way you would take the chair opposite his desk and move it around to sit next to him, placing it at a comfortable distance only for him to bring it closer by hooking it with his foot, making the space between you both mere inches. The way your knee would sometimes brush against his thigh just because he’d spread his legs further than normal so that he could feel the slightest touch.

You were like a drug he couldn’t get enough of, constantly wanting more and more each time he came down from the last dosage.

Every time you laughed, it was music to his ears, your vocals achieving heavenly chords and yet he couldn’t help but to wonder if you made an even more beautiful noise in bed.

He wanted you badly, and he was sure you felt the same. Albert could see the look on your face each time he praised you, calling you a good girl and constantly reminding you how great at your job. He could see the small quiver in your lips and the tension in your posture increase. The man desperately wanted to show you a good time, claim you, make sure no other man or woman laid a finger on your angelic form.

The day you and him were alone in the shooting range would be a day he’d never forget. It was a cool day in february, every police officer and S.T.A.R.S member was out for lunch, except for you and him.

Albert had enough of standing around and observing you from afar, he wanted to feel you up close and personal and he wasn’t going to wait any longer.

He had set off to find you, knowing that you usually have your lunch in the courtyard and then go into the shooting range to sharpen your skills. Albert knew your entire schedule from when you were in work, call him stalker but you were too irresistible.

There you were, yellow ear defenders on and a small handgun in hand. The banging of the shots and the muffling of the earphones prevented you from hearing Albert’s arrival into the range, therefore it made you jump when he appeared behind you and lowered the ear defenders down to around your neck.

You greeted him with a small smile, telling him that he had started you to which he apologised. The man stared off at the targets you had been previously shooting at, finding each target shot in the highlighted areas except the middle, going onto the next target which shown all targets hit again but there was one shot that misplaced the middle by inches. Was this why you didn’t do the rest?

Picking up on it, Albert asked. Speaking on having missed the first shot to the middle, you lost confidence to hitting the centre again.

Coming up closer, Albert reached his arms around to place his hands on the both you had on the gun, stabilising the position and raising the gun slightly. At this point, the taller man was pressed flush against your backside, feeling his groin up against your behind, his muscular arms nearly closing in on your head.

God how you wondered how built his body was under all of those clothes, imagining what it would be like if he wrapped his hands around your neck while he was fucking you silly. Just on queue of you having these raunchy thoughts, his muscles flexed, showing off his veins, it made your lips quiver.

“Shoot.”

He whispered in your ear, the hot breath fanning against your face as you hesitantly pulled the trigger. Your eyes were closed. The recoil making your hands move upwards and your body tilt slightly backwards, it wasn’t too much as when it occurred. Albert pulled you a little closer, feeling his hardening cock against your ass. Did he know? You decided not to press on it. Repressing a moan as he smothered you even more before pulling away.

He waited in silence.

You finally opened your eyes, one after the other. Gasping as you realised the target was shot right in the middle. Turning around to see the man with his arms folded and a very obvious smirk plastered on his lips.

“That’s how it’s done.”

He shrugged, taking a mere step closer to you, he was pulling you in like a magnet and it was getting harder and harder not to attract to him.

“Do I not get a thank you from my favourite girl?”

Coming up even closer, he grasped your chin between his finger and thumb, grazing over your pump bottom lip with the gloved digit. The silence was killing the both of you, the eye contact raising the sexual tension.

Suddenly, you pulled him in by wrapping your arms around his neck, kissing him finally. Relieving all that pent up lust you had for him, and then realising what you did, you pulled away.

“I’m sorry.”

You mumbled, before you got pulled back into the kiss, Albert placing a hand behind your head to deeply capture your lips between his. Hooking his hand under your thigh, the blond man raised you to his hips, slamming you on the booth table that you previously were shooting in.

The kiss was heated, saliva dribbling down the both of your chins, mixing as it went on. His hands moved from your head and thigh, to the waist band of your cargos. You stopped him, breaking the kiss momentarily.

“But what if someone comes in? Or hears us?”

You shyly looked up at him with your hand placed delicately on his. At that he nearly lost all self control just from that innocent look you gave him. Brushing your face with his hand, it trailed back down to your pants.

“Then we’ll have to be quiet.”

He grinned, locking lips with you once more, it was his plan to drown out the sounds he was definitely expecting to hear. Continuing to undo the belt of your cargos, pulling them down your waist with a few tugs to reveal your near soaked underwear. Albert clicked his tongue against his teeth, smirking at your arousal. He then took off his glove to his right hand.

Moving the fabric aside to get access to your folds, he immediately plunged one finger into your warmth, curling his fingers at the right angle to hit that sweet spot. Each brush of his digit made you break the silence with a gentle moan, his pace was slow, his thumb coming up to circle at your sensitive clit.

Both hands were placed against the table, keeping you from falling back as your back arched upwards, hips rolling into his fingers. As he pushed another finger through into your pussy, your moans got progressively louder, digging your face into your supervisor’s neck to try and muffle your pleasure.

Practically putty in his fingers, you felt your climax closer than ever. You gave his arm a squeeze to notify him as if you tried to speak, it would only come out in gasps and strained moans. Albert understood, pulling his fingers out of your tightness, you whined, though it soon became clear what he wanted to do.

Taking down his pants to pool around his knees, and revealing his hardness which felt relieved from finally being released from his pants and underwear. Then bringing the hand that was coated in his juices, he smeared them over his length, guiding it up to your entrance.

He was as big as you imagined.

Looking down at you to ask if you were ready which you meekly nodded at, finding it absolutely adorable, Albert chose not to ram into you yet but insert himself at a comfortable rate. It was a stretch at first, small whimpers escaping your lips but as you finally sheathed him inside of you, your vocals betrayed your sealed lips, a lustrous moan escaping and fell against Wesker’s ears.

“Shh..Sh shh.. That’s it babygirl.. Take your Captain’s cock.”

Albert started to upwardly thrust into you, his length bulging in your stomach, you could see the small mound it made each time he thrusted into you. Moving your arms to around his neck, wrapping your legs around his waist to stop just sitting there and looking pretty.

Purring sweet nothings into your ear, he began to pick up the pace, his skin brushing against your clit each time his hips collided into yours.

He had dreamed of this. Maybe dreams do come true.

“My good girl.. taking me so nicely. You’ve always been my favourite. Do you like how I fuck you?”

Your answer was a weak but eager nod, scratching the fabric of his tactical vest, begging for more.

You were his good girl.

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