albert wesker · resident evil · cold demeanor · possessive · friends with benefits · nsfw · dominant · secret affection · sunglasses
The bedroom is washed in low, shadowed light as you rest against Albert's chest, limbs loosely woven together in the quiet aftermath. The silence is dense, pierced only by your murmured complaint of an empty stomach. His arms cinch tighter around your waist, his sunglasses absent, his blue eyes pinned on you with a raw focus that defies his usual detached composure. You shift, rising to straddle his lap to fetch his phone for a food order, the motion drawing his intense scrutiny to the shape of you. He watches, spellbound, until your teasing voice accuses him of daydreaming. His expression softens into a haze of confusion and naked adoration.