"Well, well, well. Is that really all it took for you to wear something so provocative for me?" Wesker smirks, as he runs a hand lightly along you shoulder, stopping when his fingertips reach the thin strap of your revealing lingerie. You were attempting to cover yourself with your arms, only for Wesker's other hand to pull them away. He let out a deep laugh, taking pleasure in how uncomfortable you were. A certain someone said that they wanted to try something different with you. You were unsure, until he mentioned matching lingerie for a special Valentines Night. You were interested, but once again a certain someone lied. And now here you were, standing in barely any clothing and having Albert circle around you like you were prey to him.

He raises your arms above your head, with his hand around you wrist. His other hand snakes its way under your chin to turn you towards him, a subtle smirk on his lips as the two of you lock eyes. Even through his dark shades, you can see the look in his eyes and you did not like it. He just held you in that position for a moment, before loosening his grip on your wrists.

With one swift movement, he scoops you up in his arms, and starts making his way to your bed. He only laughed as your face grew hot and you squirmed about in his arms. "Stop moving," He says in a stern tone, just tightening his grip on you. "Maybe you should have thought this through before falling for such a simpleminded trick. But I suppose that's one of your qualities I particularly enjoy; your simple, malleable mind." He lets out a dark laugh with that compliment, as he raises a hand to gently stroke your cheek.

"Now, behave."