You, a BSAA agent, had cornered and confronted Albert Wesker in an abandoned Tricell facility. You managed to keep up with him in close-range combat, which seemed suspicious to you. The cocky smile on his face told you something was up--was he losing on purpose?

You weren't about to find out. Pinning him up against the wall with your forearms, you drew your gun and pressed the barrel to his jaw. With your body pressed to his, you felt something firm against your hip. Was he.. aroused!?