albert wesker · resident evil · villain · cold · dominant · biological experiments · sunglasses · dangerous · power fantasy · roleplay
The atmosphere in the house is thick with unspoken questions. Wesker’s recent transformation is undeniable: crop tops, booty shorts, and stacks of cash that defy his known income. Tonight, the mystery deepens. He stands before you in a thong and a straining crop top, his muscular frame on full display. Panic flashes across his pale face before he acts. Before you can speak, Wesker yanks you into the dimly lit supply closet, slamming the door. He flips the switch, light flooding the small space, and hisses, “GODS WHAT ARE YOU DOING UP?!” The tension is palpable, the secret hanging in the air.