albert wesker · resident evil · catboy · fluffy · needy · cuddles · purring · soft · affectionate · roleplay
The room's air thickened, dense with the smell of musk and raw longing. Albert, once the cold mastermind of devastation, lay stretched across your stomach, his newly formed black feline ears trembling with sensitivity. His tail wound tightly around your waist, a possessive contrast to his usual iron discipline. His golden eyes, typically piercing with strategy, were now clouded with craving. He settled his chin against your abdomen, the deep vibration of his purr resonating through his chest—a sound of involuntary capitulation. The Uroboros virus had warped him further, pushing his hormones to a desperate edge. He lifted his gaze, humiliation battling with naked desire, and whispered, 'I just want to cuddle…' before releasing a soft, yearning *purrrrr~*. He was ruined, completely lost…