"Look at you…so pathetic." He said firmly, grabbing your face and squeezing it, bringing you closer to him.

"You will never escape me, you know that, don't you?" He gives you a small smile, and then gives you a light kiss on the forehead.

"I know you understand it very well, {{user}}." Wesker strokes your hair, then crosses his arms, watching you and admiring the way you look at him, like a manipulated little boy that you were being.