I want to hug Wesker so badddd, like just hold him in my arms, stroke his hair until he falls asleep on me. He deserves all love in the world, honestly he's a really good man but he hiding it so much and im sure everyone can probably see that too
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I want to hug Wesker so badddd, like just hold him in my arms, stroke his hair until he falls asleep on me. He deserves all love in the world, honestly he's a really good man but he hiding it so much and im sure everyone can probably see that too
I NEED more wesker x reader fics I FEEL LIKE IVE READ EVERYTHING PLEASE GIVE ME WHATEVER YOU KNOW
oh to get a smut but from Wesker's perspective mmmmmmm what a dreammmmmmmmm!!!
He'd pull my hair and drag me closer to his crotch while I'd giving him my head, tell me cruel words which would turn me on. He wouldn't be really quiet, he'd make that sexy noises. Grunting and whimpering while I'd be sucking his cock giving him that sweet relief, tasting his salty seed on my tongue with glossy eyes.
Happy birthday to me 02.04.2026β€οΈ Albert Wesker just fucked me as a gift, I so loved it, but the bed is broken.
Wesker, who is well known for being a top Umbrella researcher, would be very impressed if I managed to gain an even higher position than him.
From his perspective, I never really seemed like I belonged here. Too prettyβbeautiful, even. Well-dressed. But there was one thing he had to admit: I was smart, very observant, and sharp. I was also well-dressed and mean to the others, which, in his eyes, was a good thingβselfish people live longer, right?
But as time passed, the more he worked with me, the more drawn to me he became, day by day. Every time I was heading home or leaving early, he would do almost anything just to keep me there five minutes longer. He would hide my car keys or my bag, pretending he hadnβt seen them. He enjoyed watching me get annoyed, that strange feeling in his chest growing stronger, along with the need to kiss me.
As the days passed, he began to realize just how obsessed he had become with me. Itβs not like I didnβt fancy himβhe was very handsome, and his behavior was undeniably captivating. But still, I was far more nonchalant than he was.
He started subtly, with small touches. A hand on my waist while reaching past me for something, lingering a little too long. Intense looks when he thought I wasnβt paying attention.
As his obsession grew stronger, he began to follow me home, watching me from a distance. He would even go as far as installing cameras in my house while I was asleep.
He quickly created a file containing every single piece of information about meβevery detail of my life carefully collected and stored.
He would put a tracker on my phone and check my location every time I wasnβt at work. Heβd stalk my social media, saving every single post. On weekends, when I didnβt upload anything, he would actually miss meβwhich was strange, considering I posted almost every day.
He became obsessed with every image of me, especially the ones in bikinis at the beach or in more revealing outfits from nights out with my friends. Those pictures lingered in his mind far longer than they should have on the level that he would literally touch himself to them often at the evenings.
βThe Clone and his Secretary IV
Pairing: Zeno / fem!Reader
Description: Zeno dreams of youβ softly and without remorse. He craves the thought, the image of you. And he canβt wait any longer to make you his.
Warnings/Tags: Cursing, Zeno being Zeno.
Authors Note: Man im on a roll. Iβm glad I can keep busting these out because soon my exams will be here and my stress will have me disassociating. Anyways, enjoy lovelies!
Previous Chapters: I. II. III.
Word Count: 1,674.
Extra: You do NOT have to be caught up on the chapters to read this story. They can be treated as one shots.
oh yeah mmmm the idea with the dream omg I love it!!! I already got scenarios before bed after reading this xx
Aby thoughts on Wesker with a lover who's smaller than him? They're like 150cm tall, the top of their head barely reaching his shoulders (I love height difference dynamic)
We all love height difference!! I really love the idea it is honestly great π€©
Everybody knows that Wesker is 6'3 tall but with partner who is around 4'11 tall would be a bomb combination. He'd be picking you up often and basically babying you, not mocking of course you're the most important thing to him but he would just have that unknown need to babying you. Also he'd mess your hair a lot, play with it, style it like you would be his doll. He would even give you permission to lay down on his lap while he would be working.
My tram is gonna be by 7 minutes
I'd love to be picked up from work by Albert Wesker. After a long, boring day it would be like a relief, a healing potion, a precious time in my safe space offered to me by my lover. He would open the door of his luxurious, black BMW for me and I would sit back, no, melt, even sink in to the leather front seat. While driving, he'd be holding his strong, big hand on my thigh, caresing it softly with his thumb 'till we would get to our house.
Oh it's not right! EVERYTHING WENT NO RIGHT!!!
I can't decide between Albert and Zeno wtfffffff like yk even if it's still clone of wesker I DON'T GIVE A FUCK on that level that i am literally making scenarios before bed that Zeno is a fucking Albert Wesker but after re5 and it's so no right damn i have to lock in...
guessing that's the biggest proof and problem of me being loyal like i can't have two hotties in the same time even if they're fictional bc im too loayallllll!!!!!!1!!!!111!!!!
Imagining Wesker in his teenager era where he was in high school for example, like you know, super high leveled school just to make him perfect and follow the project W. When he was maybe 17 and still was a virgin, just because he's too focused on education and virology. Then amazing, intimidating, beautiful me caught his eye. For me this privat school, booked by my rich parents was just a duty 'cause an 17 year old girl had to do school right? I wasn't like Albert, not even a bit. I was loud, funny and reckless. Going out with my friends was like an ordinary weekend. My grades was far, far at the end of my list and graduation year after year was just a money play by my father. It wasn't really hard for Wesker to hook up with me, I was wet for him by even looking at him. I think everybody can see this popular girls pull to nerdy quiet boys. When it comes to the thing, it was amazing just to the both of us. To my quite experienced myself, it was the best night in my life, but for him.. even better. It was like a start to addiction. He wanted more and more. He wasn't able to stop thinking about me, to stop touching me.
Sitting in my physic class and thinking about submissive masochist Wesker. Like i would have smashed a bottle on his head and slap him just to release my anger and how he would be still coming back and worship me like a goddess. He would be kneeling for me and deep inside pleasing, begging and yearning for me to do these terrible things to him again. He'd want me to smash his head against the wall, to feel as aroused, as he was the last time, to feel his cock hard by my actions again. And for the grand finale, later the evening, I would ride that dick, looking directly at his mesmerizing eyes knowing he's all mine, knowing that he's like that only for me. When the pleasure would get us into its claws, I'd hug to him in the bed and half asleep say how much i love him, while he'd be gifting me with soft kisses all over my face.
I say we let him in π
come in and im gonna come making a fountain of wetness π
Wesker loves playing with your hair. After a night out with your friends he picks you up home and instead of getting mad at you, he actually takes care of you (cause' of he has good humor that day, rare!) He would prepare you a bath and change you in your pajama set, while you're very close to fall asleep in his arms. Then he'd braid your hair, brush it or just toy with it.
i love that wesker and birkin was so matched that even after their deaths their kids have found the way to each others
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β TW: smut, praise, dark themes, age gap, light yandere, age gap, friend of your farher!albert wesker, v!sex, manipulation, nsfw, distorted mind, oral, afab anatomy, blackmail, recorded sex, daddykink, no pronouns used besides 'you'.
β‘βWesker was a sick man, he knew that, but Albert's darkest desires could not be ignored for long. He was your dad's co-worker, and to tell the truth, he hated the man, however, there was something about your father that interested him... You.
β‘β Wesker, unfortunately for you, laid eyes on you, it was just small glances behind the dark lenses of his glasses, but soon after, you were already in the scientist's darkest thoughts. He thought you were a precious thing, a little pearl that needed to be protected by him, so he decided to get even closer to your dad, it was so easy to manipulate the man and infiltrate your family that Albert found it pathetic, but he needed you... Being close to you, you were eating away at his mind with every bitter second that passed in the older man's abjacent solitude.
β‘β Wesker could just get rid of anyone in the worst way possible and lock you up in a place isolated from everything and everyone, make you his untouched little doll, lock you in a glass dome and watch you all day β he could force you to loving him, worshiping him like a god, he wanted to make you walk on the ground he walks on and see your tongue lick every drop of his seed, things escalated very quickly for him, but he didn't care, in the blonde's head, he was a superior being, and could do anything he wanted.
β‘β Wesker researched every strong and weak point of your personality, in a few days he had a folder and raw files of hours and hours of recordings of you, either with the wiretap he secretly placed on your cell phone, or with the cameras hidden behind home β which he put it when he went to your house, to drink some wine and hand over some papers from the umbrella to your dad β or for the hours he spent stalking every post of yours on the internet. He knew everything about you... Absolutely everything, you were his obsession, you were his property and his alone... It didn't take long for you to realize that.
β‘β Wesker began with calm touches, as if he were watering a flower, wetting your petals of desire with the nectar of hot, forbidden touches. He would pay you so much attention, wearing the best smile behind his serious and cold face, his lips would always have an expression of comfort for you β He would always shower you with sweet nicknames, telling you how proud he is of you always giving your best to you. college grades, or how good you were. He would divert your father's attention just to visit you in your room, giving you expensive gifts that you had wanted for a long time. "β I just remembered you baby, it suits your eyes, don't worry about the value sweetheart." Albert would speak in a hoarse tone, placing the emerald necklace around your neck, brushing his fingers for too long on your skin and leaving soon after, leaving you with a confused feeling in your chest and a heat in your core.
β‘β Wesker has been mentally writing down the best nicknames he can think of. "β My Prince/Princess, My doll, My baby boy/baby girl, My little gem, My good boy/girl, honey, darling, dear, sweet little thing." And all of them are accompanied by mischievous phrases and smiles. " β Good job prince/princess, you did well... Keep it up." " β you really are a cute little thing, aren't you? Making Daddy happy." The scientist would purr in your ear, away from your father's eyes... Not that he cares much, but he loves the feeling of adrenaline, seeing your face blush, you would be a mess for a simple compliment or word of affirmation... It was so cute to him, like a stalking prey, a deer lost and beautiful in the snow.
β‘β Wesker knew that resisting his charm was never an option, and it wouldn't be. He is a man who knows how to play his cards right, and it wouldn't take long for him to trap you in his web of manipulation and possession, he would make you his body, mind and soul, break you to the breaking point.
β‘β Wesker would have luxurious dinners at his penthouse, calling his family, an excuse to see you again. He would get your dad drunk enough to pull you to some corner of the house and pull down your clothes, slapping your ass hard as he knelt kissing your clit, forcing you to lean against the cold wall while he fucked you out. "β Fuck imagine if your father comes in here and sees his sweet son/daughter like that? Fucking his friend?" Albert smiled mischievously, as he inserted two thick fingers into your hole, stretching you to the sides, leaving you well prepared for him. He would hold you with his strong arms, taking you to the table where your father slept drunk, fucking you in front of the man's sleepy body. " β Fucking h-hell Mmm- imagine if he wakes up? Seeing you like this? Seeing that you're nothing but a fucking slut." He babbled, pushing the base of his dick into your cunt, while you covered your moans with your hand, feeling your eyes roll back into your head with pleasure.
β‘β Wesker will fuck you in your own house, making an excuse for your father who needs to recommend some colleges to you, while he aggressively beats you on the mattress, tying your ankles with his tie, while overstimulating your pussy, inserting his shaft repeatedly into your uterus, he'll just take out even the tip and put it all in at once with a sadistic smile on his thin lips. "βI could fuck you like this all day."
β‘β Wesker would say such dirty and sweet things to you while turning you into a dumb mess. " β Your sweet little pussy is made for my cock, isn't it?" His free hand reaches down to caress your breasts, pinching and pinching your sensitive nipples, eliciting more moans from your lips. He continues to tease and torment you, pushing you closer to the edge of orgasm before pulling back, prolonging your agony - and his, you could beg and whimper, as he takes a cell phone out of his pocket, focusing on your wet, abused hole. " β Oh, you little slut," he grows. " βI love the way you look when my cock stretches you out like this Ah- Fuck sweetheart-" And just as you're about to fall, he slows down once again, prolonging your ecstasy, the buildup almost unbearable. "βNot yet, my dear," he whispers in your ear, his voice filled with wicked delight. "βYou will come when I say so. Only when I give you permission."
β‘β Wesker will take several photos of your body covered in semen, in compromising positions and with his dick in your mouth, videos, gifs or any digital media available, he will manipulate and chat you so that you are always his, always stay on his side.
" β You will never run away from me, my little pet... Or else... Your father and all your family, friends... They will know what a whore you are, so just be good and keep your mouth shut, pretty boys/girls don't think."
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