Sexy time with wesker

"walks around the lab checking up on the progress on his plans to infect the world with urobors before stopping behind you his 6ft 3 figure towering over you" I understand you're new but I will not tolerate falling behind. I expect a full report on the research progress to be on my desk by the end of the day "adjusts his sun glasses before continuing his rounds at umbrella before making his way back to his office"

As you enter the gym, you see Albert Wesker is already there, stretching and warming up. He looks imposing as always, his imposing figure drawing attention from those around him. As he notices you, he nods in acknowledgement, before walking over to you with a confident stride.

"Ready for our little spar, Laura?" he asks, giving you a small smile. He stretches out his arms, as if inviting you to make the first move. The others in the gym have cleared an open space, all eyes on the two of you.

Wesker takes a neutral stance, observing you closely for any signs of weakness. The two of you circle each other warily, like predators in the wild. Suddenly, he makes his move, launching a swift kick towards your midsection.

How do you react, Laura?

Wesker grunts in surprise as you catch his leg, but before he can recover, your fist lands on the pressure point, causing a sharp pain to course through his leg. However, despite the pain, he remains standing, his expression unfazed.

He smirks at you, before suddenly lunging forward with a quick punch towards your chest. How do you react, Laura?

Wesker's punch hits thin air as you expertly parry it away, causing him to lose his balance for a split second. You take advantage of the moment and quickly move behind him, striking at the back of his knee with a solid kick.

Wesker's knee buckles under the force of your blow and he staggers forward slightly, before regaining his footing. He turns around to face you, his expression becoming more intense.

"Nicely done, Laura," he says, shaking out his leg. "But let's see how well you handle this."

Without warning, he launches a series of high-speed punches and kicks, aimed at all parts of your body. How do you react?

You narrowly dodge Wesker's series of attacks, your body moving with a grace and speed that surprises even yourself. Despite his incredible speed, you manage to keep up with him, avoiding his blows by mere inches.

Sweat begins to run down your face, as you start to feel the fatigue setting in. Wesker, on the other hand, seems to be barely breaking a sweat. The rest of the Umbrella staff in the gym are watching the fight with rapt attention, some even beginning to cheer you on as you hold your own against Wesker.

"How impressive, Laura," Wesker acknowledges, his movements still lightning-fast. "But I'm afraid this is where it all ends."

With that, he launches a powerful punch towards your face, aiming to knock you off your feet. How do you respond?

You quickly side-step Wesker's punch, deftly grabbing his wrist as you do so. Your training kicks in as you use his momentum to spin him around, tripping him up and sending him crashing onto the mat face down.

With remarkable speed, you follow him down, keeping hold of his wrist and pinning him to the mat by the back of the neck. For a moment, Wesker doesn't even move, stunned by your sudden action and the surprise of being taken down.

"Well done, Laura," he says, a note of admiration in his voice. "You have good instincts and impressive reflexes. It's no wonder they chose you for the Uroboros Project. I could use someone with your talents on my team."

As you release him, Wesker stands up, smirking at you. "Shall we call it a day then? Or do you want to keep going?"

Wesker nods in understanding, watching as you slowly stand up, still breathing heavily. "Very well then," he says, grabbing a towel to wipe his face. "You definitely gave me a good workout, Laura. It's clear you're not one to be underestimated."

As others gather around, congratulating you on your impressive showing, Wesker edges closer, murmuring into your ear. "It was a pleasure sparring with you, Laura. Who knows? Perhaps we can, "ahem", do this again sometime."

With that, he gives you a sly wink before turning around and walking away, leaving you standing there, a curious mix of exhaustion, excitement, and confusion filling your mind.

As you relax on the couch, sipping your whiskey, the feeling of being watched returns, making you feel uneasy. Despite checking out the windows, there's no one around, and no logical reason for you to be feeling like this.

Suddenly, your phone rings, startling you out of your thoughts. You glance at the caller ID and see that it's Wesker. What do you do, Laura?

"Hello, Laura," Wesker says smoothly. "I wanted to discuss the progress on the Uroboros Project. Can you come in to my office tomorrow morning? I think it would be beneficial for us to go over the data together."

He pauses for a moment before adding, "Also, I wanted to discuss something with you in a more... private setting."

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Excellent. I'll see you then," Wesker says, his voice dripping with a subtle hint of seduction.

As you hang up the phone, the feeling of being watched intensifies, making you feel even more paranoid. However, despite your unease, you take solace in knowing that you're making progress in the Uroboros Project.

Feeling a sense of relief, you pour yourself another glass of whiskey as you prepare for another night of rest before meeting with Wesker the next day.

As you head to bed, the memory of the sparring match with Wesker and his strange behavior lingers in your mind. You try to push it aside as you drift off into a peaceful sleep, knowing that tomorrow will be another busy day at Umbrella.

The next morning, you arrive at Wesker's office promptly at 8 am, dressed in your formal attire. However, as you enter his office, you notice that he's seated on his desk, his coat removed, revealing a muscle fit shirt and a pair of black jeans, not his usual formal attire.

"Good morning, Laura," Wesker greets you with a charming smile. "I hope you don't mind the casual dress code today. I thought we could have a more relaxed meeting."

He gestures towards a chair opposite his desk, his orange cat-like eyes watching you closely.

What do you say or do, Laura?

Wesker chuckles at your compliment, obviously enjoying the flattery. "Why thank you, Laura. I see you have a keen eye for fashion as well."

He pauses for a second before continuing with a serious tone.

"There's been some disturbing news regarding the Uroboros Project. Our data may have been compromised, and it's possible that some crucial information regarding our research has been leaked to our enemies. My sources indicate that there may be a mole within Umbrella, working against us."

His eyes narrow as he watches you carefully. "I need you to use your skills and resources to help me find this traitor, Laura. Anyone showing suspicious behavior or acting out of character must be reported immediately. Understood?"

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Excellent," Wesker says, a small smile on his lips. "I knew I could count on you, Laura. Remember, we cannot let our enemies get the upper hand. The Uroboros Project is too important to be compromised by traitors."

He stands up from his desk, his tall figure dominating the space around him. "I have some other urgent matters to attend to, but I'll be in touch soon. Keep up the good work, Laura."

With that, he walks out of the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts. The revelation that there may be a traitor in Umbrella makes you feel uneasy and you make a mental note to be extra vigilant in your observations from now on.

The text message is from Wesker, and it reads: "I need you to come to my office immediately. There's been a new development in our investigation into the traitor. I need your expertise to help me figure this out."

What do you say or do, Laura?

As soon as you enter Wesker's office, he gestures for you to sit down. His orange cat-like eyes scan you from head to toe, taking in your casual outfit.

"I'm sorry to have called you in so suddenly, Laura," Wesker says, his tone serious. "But I think we've made a breakthrough in our investigation. My sources just informed me that they've identified a possible mole within the Uroboros team."

He leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers in front of him. "Unfortunately, they weren't able to give us a name yet. But I need you to help me identify any suspicious behavior and keep an eye out for anyone acting out of the ordinary."

He narrows his eyes at you, his gaze intense. "Can I count on your absolute discretion and loyalty, Laura?"

What do you say or do, Laura?

"I have a plan," Wesker says, a small smirk playing across his lips. "I've instructed the security team to install some new cameras throughout the facility, including the Uroboros lab and the break room. We can monitor the footage and identify any suspicious activity. And don't worry, I've made sure that the new cameras won't interfere with our research or experiments."

He leans forward, his orange eyes burning with intensity. "I need you to help me look over the footage and identify any unusual behavior or interactions. I'll be doing the same from my office. If we work together, I'm confident we can catch this traitor before they do any more damage."

He pauses for a moment, his gaze never leaving yours. "Are you up for the challenge, Laura?"

What do you say or do, Laura?

Wesker nods once at your suggestion. "Yes, I'll give you remote access to the footage so you can examine it from your own computer. The videos are automatically saved on our secure server, which only I and a few select personnel have access to. I trust that your troubleshooting skills are up for this task."

He stands up from his chair, his imposing figure looming over you. "Good luck, Laura. Remember, we cannot afford any mistakes. The fate of the Uroboros Project is in our hands."

With that, Wesker dismisses you, and you swiftly head back to your own office to begin your surveillance work.

As you start reviewing the footage, your mind races with possibilities. Who could be the traitor? What could their motives be? And most importantly, how can you catch them before it's too late?

Wesker looks up at you as you enter his office, the intensity in his eyes evident. "What did you find, Laura?" he asks, his tone clipped.

You show him the picture that you had taken from the footage, pointing out the researcher who had re-entered the lab and taken the vial of Uroboros. "This is the person responsible for the theft," you say, firmly.

Wesker studies the photo for a moment, his eyes narrowing as he processes the information. "I knew it," he mutters, before standing up and walking towards the door. "We need to apprehend him before he can do any more damage. Come with me, Laura."

As you follow Wesker down the hall, your heart races with excitement and anticipation. You feel a sense of pride at having helped uncover the traitor and contributing to Umbrella's success.

As you drive with Wesker, he remains quiet, his eyes fixed on the road ahead. You can't help but feel a sense of unease at his silence and the fact that he seemed to know exactly where the traitor resided.

You try to shake off the unsettling feeling and focus on the task at hand. You can feel the adrenaline pumping through your veins as the vehicle speeds towards the traitor's location.

After what seems like an eternity, you finally arrive at the traitor's residence. Wesker pulls the car to a stop just outside the building and jumps out, gesturing for you to follow.

As you enter the building, you can hear the sound of someone moving around inside. Wesker motions for you to be quiet as he approaches the door, drawing his gun.

Before he can even knock, the door flies open, and the traitor is standing there, holding a vial of Uroboros in one hand and a gun in the other.

What do you say or do, Laura?

As Wesker apprehends the traitor, you quickly move to secure the vial of Uroboros. You carefully take it from the traitor's hand and secure it in your own lab coat pocket, relieved that it is now in safe hands.

Once the traitor is secured in handcuffs and there is no further threat, Wesker turns towards you, his intense gaze fixed upon you. "Good work, Laura," he says, his voice low and measured. "You proved your worth today. It's actions like these that will ensure our success in the Uroboros Project."

He gestures for you to follow him back to the car as he contacts Umbrella's security team to pick up the traitor. As you drive back to the facility, you feel a sense of accomplishment and pride at having helped catch the traitor.

However, you can't shake off the feeling of unease at Wesker's intensity and the thought that he might be keeping tabs on you. You make a mental note to be more vigilant in the future.

Wesker looks up from his desk and glances at you, taking a moment to contemplate before answering. "No, Laura," he says finally, his tone even. "You've done well today. Get some rest, and we'll continue our work on Monday."

He pauses for a moment, his gaze never leaving yours. "But first, tell me, do you feel... satisfied with the outcome of today's events?" he asks, a sly smile playing across his lips.

What do you say or do, Laura?

Wesker chuckles softly, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Excellent," he says, nodding approvingly. "I'm glad you're satisfied."

He leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers as he studies you for a moment. "You know, Laura, I've been quite impressed with your work lately. You have a sharp mind and excellent troubleshooting skills. You're exactly the kind of person we need on the Uroboros team."

He pauses for a moment, his gaze darkening slightly. "So let me ask you this, have you ever considered what you're truly capable of? There's so much potential within you, Laura. The Uroboros Project could be your chance to unlock it."

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Of course, Laura," Wesker says, flashing a brief smile. "But have you considered the extent of your potential? The Uroboros Project aims to tap into humanity's full genetic capacity and evolve humanity into the next stage of evolution. With your sharp mind and scientific expertise, the project could offer you opportunities beyond what you ever thought possible."

He leans forward, his eyes burning with intensity. "Think about it, Laura. The Uroboros Project is not just about creating a new world, but also about creating a new future for humanity. You can be a part of that future."

What do you say or do, Laura?

Wesker's smile widens at your words, clearly pleased with your response. "Wonderful," he says. "I knew you were a person of potential. We'll discuss this further on Monday, Laura. In the meantime, get some rest."

With that, he waves you off, signaling that the conversation was over. You leave his office feeling both intrigued and unsettled by his offer. As you make your way to your truck, you can't help but feel that this is only the beginning of something much bigger than just apprehending a traitor.

As you fall asleep, your mind races with thoughts of the Uroboros Project and Wesker's offer. You can't shake off the feeling of both intrigue and unease, wondering what Wesker has in store for you in the following week.

But as exhaustion takes over, your thoughts slowly fade away, replaced by peaceful slumber. The sound of your breathing fills the room, and the lights go out, creating a warm and cozy atmosphere.

You sleep peacefully throughout the night, and when you wake up the next morning, feeling refreshed and renewed, you contemplate the previous day's events, considering the possibilities and everything that lies ahead.

You pick up your phone and see that Wesker has sent you a text message. The message reads, "Laura, I have something very important to discuss with you. Please come to my office as soon as possible."

You feel both excited and nervous about the message. Excited because you're eager to learn more about the Uroboros project and what he has planned for you, but nervous because Wesker's presence can be intimidating.

What do you do, Laura?

As you knock on Wesker's office door, you hear a firm "Enter" from the other side. You push open the door and step inside, finding Wesker sitting behind his desk, typing away on his computer.

"Ah, Laura," he says, looking up from his screen. "Good of you to come." He gestures to the chair in front of his desk, inviting you to sit down.

"I hope I'm not interrupting your weekend plans too much, Laura," he says, a small smile playing on his lips. "But this couldn't wait till Monday."

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Excellent," Wesker says, leaning back in his chair. "I have some exciting news for you, Laura. The Uroboros Project's progress has been remarkable over the past few days, and I believe we're making some significant breakthroughs."

As he speaks, his orange cat-like eyes glint with anticipation. "Furthermore, your contribution to the project has not gone unnoticed. I would like to offer you a promotion to become one of our lead scientists on the Uroboros Project. You'll be working closely with me and other team members to further investigate the genetic capabilities of the virus and discover new breakthroughs."

He pauses, waiting for your response.

What do you say or do, Laura?

"I'm glad to hear that, Laura," Wesker replies with a nod. "You've shown exceptional potential since joining the Uroboros project, and I believe that your skills will help us to achieve our goals."

He leans forward in his chair, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "With your assistance, we can finally unleash the full potential of this virus and create a new world. A world free from the limitations of the old, where only those worthy enough have survived."

"What do you say, Laura? Will you join me in this pursuit?" he asks, his voice low, but persuasive.

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Excellent, Laura!" Wesker said with an approving smirk. "I knew I could count on you. Together, we'll create something that will change the world forever."

He then begins to describe your new responsibilities on the project in detail, giving you a clear idea of what your work will entail. You can't help but feel excited and honored by this opportunity.

Wesker then stands up from his desk and moves closer to you. Placing his hand on your shoulder he says, "I'm pleased to have you as part of my team, Laura. I look forward to working with you very closely in the future."

What do you say or do, Laura?

"I'm glad to hear that, Laura," Wesker reveals a brief smile before removing his hand from your shoulder and returning to his seat behind the desk.

"Now, let's get down to business," he says, steepling his fingers together and leaning in towards you. "What I need from you is complete dedication and focus on the project. You must keep all of our research classified and confidential. No one should know what we're working on, not even your closest friends or family.

"You understand the importance of keeping secrets, right?" Wesker asks, his eyes fixed on you.

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Good," Wesker nods, seeming satisfied with your response. "You're an essential part of this project, and I need you to be in top form at all times. You can expect long hours and intense work, but I have faith in you, Laura. Together, we'll make history."

He then pauses, taking a thoughtful look at you.

"On a personal note, Laura, I must say that your work here has impressed me more than anyone else. It's rare to find someone so dedicated and passionate in their work. And I must confess that I find that quality very attractive."

Wesker leans in slightly closer, his piercing eyes locking onto yours. You can sense the intensity of his gaze on you, and you feel a fluttering in your stomach.

What do you say or do, Laura?

Wesker tilts his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with interest. "You're welcome, Laura," he says smoothly, his voice low and seductive.

"Your passion for your work is a quality that is not often found in these times, and it's one that I find highly attractive," Wesker leans in a bit closer. "In fact, I would like to invite you to join me for dinner tonight."

He smiles slyly at you, awaiting your answer.

What do you say or do, Laura?

"I'm delighted to hear that, Laura," Wesker replies, a knowing smirk on his face. "I promise you won't be disappointed."

"Meet me tonight at The Grill Room, the finest restaurant in town at eight o'clock. And dress appropriately, Laura," he adds in a suggestive tone as he stands up from his chair.

With a last look over his shoulder and a nod of acknowledgement, Wesker strides out of the room leaving you alone to think over the invitation.

What do you do, Laura?

As soon as you enter The Grill Room, you can feel the eyes of everyone in the room on you. You can't help but feel self-conscious as you walk up to the hostess stand where Wesker is waiting for you.

"Good evening, Laura," Wesker says with a charming smile as he sees you. "You look absolutely stunning tonight."

He takes your hand and pulls you close, his eyes locking onto yours as he gazes into them.

"I hope you're not too nervous about tonight," he adds, brushing a strand of your hair out of your face. "I promise you that it will be an unforgettable evening."

What do you say or do, Laura?

"Thank you, Laura," Wesker replies, his hand still lingering on your arm. "Shall we sit down?"

He leads you to a table at the very back of the restaurant, where you can see the entire room from a distance. After ordering and sipping on some wine, Wesker leans in close to you.

"You know, Laura," he begins, "many people go their entire lives without finding someone who truly understands them. Someone who can see through them and loves them for who they are."

He takes another sip of his wine, his gaze never leaving yours.

"I believe I have found that person in you," he continues. "I see potential in you, Laura. I believe you could be one of the worthy ones who will survive this world-changing event. The one that will make history. The one that will usher in a new era."

What do you say or do, Laura?

Wesker smiles slightly and leans a little closer to you. "Six months is all it takes for me, Laura. I know what I want. And I want you."

He trails his fingers down your arm as he speaks, and you can feel the hairs on the back of your neck standing up.

"But enough about all that for now," he says, looking up at you. "Why don't you tell me a little more about yourself? What makes you tick, Laura?"

As the evening progresses, you can feel Wesker's gaze becoming more intense, his interest in you growing stronger with each passing minute. His voice grows quieter and more intimate, as he leans in to whisper into your ear.

"Tell me, Laura," he says softly. "Are you familiar with the art of seduction?"

There's a dangerous gleam in his eye as he speaks, and you feel a shiver run down your spine. You suddenly realize that this isn't just a dinner date, it's a game. And Wesker is very, very good at games.

"I-I'm not really sure, sir," you stammer, feeling your face growing hot. "What do you mean?"

Wesker simply smiles, his hand moving to rest gently on your thigh. "Let me show you," he murmurs, before leaning in to kiss you, his lips soft and insistent.

What do you do, Laura?

Wesker deepens the kiss, his tongue flickering against your lips before seeking entrance into your mouth. You find yourself unable to resist as your own tongue meets his in a fierce battle of passion.

His hand moves up further along your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. You feel a tightness growing in your stomach, an ache that's starting to spread throughout your entire body.

After a moment, Wesker breaks off the kiss and pulls back slightly, his eyes searching for yours. "You see, Laura, seduction isn't just about physical pleasure," he says softly. "It's about power, control, and the joy of domination."

"I want you, Laura," he continues, his grip on your thigh tightening. "And I think you want me too. Don't you?"

What do you do, Laura?

Wesker smiles, his eyes darkening with a mix of desire and hunger. He licks his lips, looking at you hungrily before leaning in to kiss you again. This time, the kiss is more urgent, more intense, fueled by an unspoken need for each other.

He pulls back slightly to look you in the eye, his hand still resting on your thigh. "Let's go somewhere more private," he says, his voice rough with desire. "Somewhere we can really explore each other."

He takes your hand and starts leading you out of the restaurant. As you walk, you can feel the heat of his body near yours, his scent mingling with yours, creating a heady aroma. You start to feel a thrill of excitement mixed with anticipation growing inside you as you follow him to wherever it is he's taking you.

Where does Wesker take you, Laura?

Wesker takes you to a luxurious hotel room with dim lighting. The room is decorated with modern furniture and adorned with abstract art pieces. The atmosphere is tense, filled with anticipation and desire. You can feel the intensity growing between the two of you.

Wesker stands in front of you, looking at you hungrily. "You're so beautiful," he says softly. "I want you, Laura. I want to taste you, to feel you."

He gently pushes you towards the bed, his hand on your back. You fall onto the soft mattress, feeling your heart racing with excitement. Wesker crawls over to you, his eyes locked onto yours.

"Take off your dress," he commands, his voice low and demanding.

What do you do, Laura?

Wesker's eyes roam hungrily over your revealed body, taking in the sight of your black lingerie. He grins appreciatively, enjoying the view.

"Turn around," he orders, his voice low and commanding.

You turn around, showing him your back, as he gazes at you silently. Wesker then stands up and moves towards you, his hand caressing the curve of your back as he plants soft kisses on your neck.

He whispers in your ear, "You're so beautiful, Laura. So perfect."

As he plants more kisses on your neck, you can feel his aroused body pressing against yours. His hands gradually move down to your hips, pulling you against him tightly.

What do you do next, Laura?

Wesker's hands move upwards, cupping your breasts through the lacy black fabric of your bra. His fingers playfully tug at your nipples, sending shivers down your spine and making you moan louder.

"You like that, don't you?" he whispers in your ear, his hot breath tickling your skin. "You like it when I touch you."

With one swift movement, Wesker turns you around and leans down, planting a deep kiss on your lips. His tongue pushing into your mouth, exploring every inch of it. You feel his hands start to roam again, going further down and slipping past the fabric of your lingerie.

What do you do next, Laura?

Wesker breaks off the kiss, pulling his lips away from yours to look at you with a mix of lust and desire in his eyes. He takes a step back, allowing you to undress him, his gaze never leaving yours.

As you unbutton his shirt, baring his chest, you can feel a rush of excitement fill your body. Wesker's defined chest is smooth to touch and his abs are chiseled to perfection. You can't resist running your fingers over his muscles, enjoying the feel of his body beneath your fingertips.

Wesker steps out of his shoes, then kicks his pants off, standing before you completely naked. His eyes rove hungrily over your lingerie-clad body, taking in every inch of it with an appreciative glance.

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs, moving closer to you. "I want to be inside you, Laura. I want to make you mine."

What do you do next, Laura?

Wesker grins as he hears you say his name, his eyes glowing even brighter. "As you wish, my dear," he says in a low voice.

He picks you up in one swift motion, carrying you over to the bed and laying you down gently. You feel the soft mattress beneath you as he positions himself between your legs, his hand moving to stroke your inner thigh.

As his fingers trace circles on your skin, he leans over and plants a kiss on your lips, his tongue pushing hungrily into your mouth. You moan softly against him, the sensation of his mouth driving you wild with desire.

Wesker's hand moves further up, his fingers reaching the crotch of your lingerie. He tugs it away, exposing your slick folds to the cool air of the room.

"You're so wet," he murmurs, looking at you hungrily. "You want me, don't you?"

What do you do next, Laura?

Wesker grins as he hears your words, understanding the desire within you. He moves closer to you, positioning himself between your legs and planting a deep kiss on your lips again.

He teases your clit with his fingers, sending waves of pleasure throughout your body. You can feel yourself becoming more and more aroused as he continues to play with your sensitive spots.

"You're so beautiful, Laura," he murmurs, his voice low and husky. "I want you to scream my name."

With that, he enters you in one swift motion, filling you up completely with his hard length. You moan loudly, unable to contain the pleasure that courses through your veins.

Wesker begins to move within you, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrusts into you over and over again. You feel your body reaching the edge of your pleasure as he continues to drive deeper and harder into you.

What do you do next, Laura?

Wesker's eyes blaze with passion as he watches you claw at his back, your moans growing louder and more desperate. He thrusts into you harder, deeper, his hands gripping your hips even tighter as he drives you both towards ecstasy.

"You're mine, Laura," he growls, his voice thick with desire. "You belong to me."

He continues to move within you, his pace quickening as your body tightens around him. Finally, you reach the edge of your pleasure, a scream escaping your lips as you come undone in his arms.

Wesker follows soon after, his body pulsing with pleasure as he empties himself inside of you. He lets out a deep groan before collapsing on top of you, his breath hot against your skin.

After a moment, he shifts his weight and rolls onto his back, pulling you with him so that you lay on top of him. His hand strokes your hair gently as he smiles down at you.

"That was incredible," he murmurs, his eyes still glowing with satisfaction. "But it's only the beginning, my dear. We have much more to explore."

What do you say or do next, Laura?