A/N: Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended, this story was made for entertainment purposes only. All rights and characters belong to Capcom and Constantin Films.

Albert Wesker, only son of Sir Spencer, founder and CEO of the Umbrella Corporation. Tall, intelligent, and attractive. He was next in line to become the head of the powerful corporation, and he had just about everything a man his age ever wanted. Money, prestige, power.

So, like he spent almost all of his evenings, he was currently studying. He had to get the proper genetics, biology, and virology courses necessary to succeed his father as head of Umbrella. Of course, he had an excellent teacher, Doctor James Marcus, but the older gentleman wasn't able to accompany him at all times.

As he read and took notes, there was no other sounds in his large bedroom. Pen scratches and pages being turned were the only sound that reached his ears. Until he suddenly stopped writing and closed his books.

A glance at his watch revealed that it was just past 1:30am, well past the time his father retired for the night. The only possible people that would currently be awake were the mansion's security personnel or the family butler, finishing his rounds.

Without so much as a moment of hesitation, Wesker pulled his phone out of his pocket and shoved a single earbud into his ear as he opened the device's browser and started to search up some porn. He'd been studying for over five hours now, so he felt justified in rewarding himself.

Just as he was beginning to enjoy himself, he suddenly froze as the hairs on the back of his neck stood up and a chill went up his spine.

Glancing from side to side, he saw nothing at his flanks, but he then glanced at the glossy slightly reflective surface of his desktop clock and spotted a woman with brilliant icy blue eyes leaning on one of the corners of his four-poster bed.

"Oh, don't stop on my account." She spoke in a low, sultry voice that clearly denoted amusement. "Looks like she's having fun..."

"How did you get past security?" Wesker asked, not turning around and not moving. His father had a fair number of enemies, so this woman may be a spy or assassin from a rival corporation.

"I don't need to worry about things like that." The woman replied, smiling slightly.

"So, what corporation do you take orders from?" Wesker asked with a silent sigh.

"I don't work for anyone. I'm independent." The woman smirked slightly. "But I do know a few things about you, Albert."

"Like what?" Wesker raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued.

"What I know is from simple observation. To put things simply... I've been watching you. And I like what I see." The woman stood up and walked across the empty floor space to stand right behind Wesker's chair and placed her hands onto both of his shoulders, giving him a clear view of her black nail polish and elegantly long fingers.

"In what context?" Wesker couldn't help but sound like a smartass, since she'd clearly been watching him masturbate.

"Socially, professionally... privately." The woman chuckled, low and almost like she was purring. "So, how about we get started, before that impressive erection of yours goes to waste."

"You flatter me." Wesker smirked as her hands gripped his shoulders tightly and spun his desk chair around, while she simultaneously straddled his thighs in fluid timing. "But I do have a question I must ask."

"It's Selene." The dark haired woman - who was actually very attractive - winked as she swatted his earbuds aside with a flick of her wrist. "So, I know you prefer to be called by your surname rather than your first name... Wesker."

"Care to take the lead, or shall I?" Wesker studied Selene's icy gaze, but somehow couldn't get a read from her. This unreadable air, combined with her dark attire, made him oddly aroused, renewing the bold erection that stood between their bodies.

"Don't mind if I do." Selene smoothly slid backwards onto her knees before his chair, planting a small cheeky kiss on the crown of his length before curling her fingers around the base of the shaft and smiling with obvious approval. "You're all mine, Wesker, you belong to only me. I better not find out that any other women have had their hands on this."

"Believe me, that won't be a problem." Wesker smirked as she began to lovingly stroke his length. "I'm more concerned with my future than a horny classmate."

"Smart boy." Selene licked the entire underside of his shaft, starting from her tight grip to the urethra, teasing the tip of her tongue into the slit before turning her head to the side and returning back to the base.

"Might I presume you're a dominatrix or a Mistress?" Wesker asked after several more moments of her oral minstrations. He was beginning to grit his teeth, damn she was good at this.

"Mistress? Oh, I like the sound of that." Selene smiled coyly as she teased the crown of his member with her tongue. "But, no, I'm not a dominatrix. I'm just confident with my skills." She squeezed the base of his shaft pointedly as she spoke, causing him to inhale sharply. "I'm also quite observant, so I can adjust my techniques accordingly... when need be."

"I can see that... hah!" Wesker's cheeky comment was cut off as Selene plunged his member into her heavenly mouth with a very pleased sounding hum.

Wesker's hands had been on the armrests of the leather chair the whole time that Selene had been at work, and now his fingers were tightening drastically on the edges of them, his knuckles white. By no means was he a sexual stud, but at the same time, he wasn't a minute man either. Every muscle in his body was rigidly tense, and his mind, just minutes ago full of biology and viral facts and theory was now entirely focused on not busting a nut inside this mysterious woman's mouth.

Suddenly, as if she'd been reading his mind, Selene suddenly extracted his length from her mouth all together, gently blowing cool air onto his throbbing and swollen head, calming the nearly explosive hard-on. Wesker gasped for breath, confused by her sudden stop.

Without a word, she pressed her finger to her saliva slickened lips, glancing at the door to the hallway. After a moment, she held up two fingers.

It seemed that despite her intense focus on sucking him off, she had still been keeping an ear out for anyone approaching the room. Wesker was inwardly impressed.

After several seconds, she turned back to Wesker and raised both her eyebrows for a moment - rather sassily - before pointedly glancing down at his erection.

"I presume that's the security you mentioned?" She teased before grabbing his shirt collar and rising to her feet. "Anyway, I think it's time you took the lead, hmm?"

Wesker didn't object, since it would give his raging member time to recover from her heavenly mouth and touch. He allowed her to drag him by the shirt over to his four-poster bed and sassily sat on the edge of the mattress, crossing her leg over her knee and placing on hand on the bedding to hold herself up.

"Good boy... Now, take off your shirt." Selene ordered as she released her grasp on him.

Without hesitation, Wesker's dress shirt was quickly unbuttoned, and Selene stood up suddenly - she wasn't quite as tall as Wesker expected, the top of her head barely reached his chin - and slowly pulled his shirt off his body, taking in the sights of his athletic form. He wasn't a bodybuilder, but he wasn't fat nor scrawny either. "Mmmm... Lovely." She purred softly as the shirt finally took to gravity's embrace, dropping to the floor with a soft sound.

Selene spent several long minutes tracing her fingers all over Wesker's chest, his abs, ribs, and even around his back into an embrace. Her next command was rather simple.

"Kiss me."

Wesker kept his gaze steady, locked onto the icy blue orbs mere inches from his face, before gently leaning forward, only to pause just before her soft lips, letting her form the connection. This small pause seemed to please her even more as she connected her mouth with his own.

"Such a gentleman." She admired her new man-toy with an approving smile. "For your reward, you can take one thing off me."

Wesker immediately smiled, noticing that Selene had an off-the-shoulder black sweater, a tank top, definitely a bra, and black pants. Then his gaze dropped all the way to the floor...

Heels. Of course.

"Shoes." Wesker announced before slowly crouching down onto one knee and removing the strappy black high heels that she was wearing. He gently set them aside as Selene sat back down in the same elegantly sassy manner.

"Looks like I'm not the only one that knows what they're doing." She raised an eyebrow again as she smiled with amusement. "Rub my feet." She ordered, and Wesker complied without a word. After several long, loving minutes, Selene sighed with satisfaction.

"You've earned another reward."

Of course, Wesker knew better than to remove her pants. Any fool that tried that would probably get a swift kick to the chin. So he smiled and spoke softly. "Sweater."

Selene smirked before nodding in approval once again. She kept a careful eye on him as he sat slightly behind her left side and gently lifted the hem of the sweater from her stomach, then up and over her breasts, then up and over her head.

"Kiss me."

Once again, Wesker obliged, tilting her chin up slightly and allowing her to form the connection. This time, she gently raked her teeth over Wesker's lower lip, lightly pinching it before pulling away.

"You learn quickly." Selene nodded for him to keep going. "Continue."

Of course, he obeyed. Without failure, he followed her every command, and after each command, he tactfully and politely followed her subtle cues on spending his next reward, until all she wore was her bra, panties and her black pants.

"Sit behind me, like you were before." Selene ordered, and her gaze caught onto the raging erection that he had maintained the entire time, without faltering. She might have found the perfect Sub to match her Dom personality.

Of course, Wesker obeyed his Mistress without a word, allowing her to lean her shoulders against his chest as he received his next order.

"Touch me."

Wesker hesitated for a moment, unsure about what exactly she meant. "I do not understand what you mean, Mistress."

Selene's smile was accented by a soft chuckle. "As you should. That is an open ended order. I never give those. For that, you may take off my bra and pleasure my breasts."

"Yes, Mistress." Wesker didn't need to think about his new order, and after a flick of his wrist, the lacy black bra came loose from her back and she allowed him to gently remove it from her shoulders before tossing it aside.

Selene cooed softly at his touch. It was a genuine lover's touch, soft and careful. Exploratory, testing the unfamiliar territory. "Continue."

As his hands explored her chest, Selene gently placed her hand onto the side of Wesker's head, turning it down towards her own. With a silent nod, she leaned forward to kiss him, and he complied with her silent request.

With her other hand, she placed it on the back of Wesker's hand, gently pulling it away from her chest towards her toned stomach, but stopped there. Since her mouth was otherwise occupied, the silent order was immediately understood.

Wesker's gentle touch danced along the lines of her abs, never going any lower than her navel. His other hand had double duty on her chest, but he was managing to keep her breasts perky and flushed, as per her orders.

Never in his right mind would he dare disobey her.

"You can continue. Put your hands down my pants, I want you to tease me through my panties." Selene separated her lips from Wesker's by pressing her forehead against his own.

"Guide me, Mistress. I fear I may fail." Wesker spoke up about his doubts.

"Of course." Selene approved of his honesty, so she returned her hand to the back of his own, tilting her pelvis forward to create just enough space in her waistband for both of their hands to fit inside. Very slowly and carefully, she guided his hand over her panties and down to the cleft between her legs. "Right here. Do you feel confident?"

Wesker nodded. "Yes, Mistress. Shall I begin?" He received a nod, and Selene's long, slender hand slid back out, just as he got started. Very slowly, cautiously, he explored this unseen territory with the pads of his fingers, learning the layers, creases and bumps that garnered positive reactions from his dark lover.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Selene had her eyes closed and that her free hand was tightly gripping the blanket at her side, trying to be subtle about it. It seemed that he was doing something right, despite not being able to see what he was actually doing.

Suddenly Selene let out a shuddering gasp, her eyes opening as her body tensed. Of course, Wesker paused, but she suddenly glared at him. "Did I say stop?"

"Of course, Mistress." Wesker apologized immediately, continuing to caress her covered entrance, eliciting several rather cute groans and squeaks from his Mistress until she grasped his wrist to make him stop. This time, he knew it was an order, so he did so instantly.

"Take off my pants." Selene panted for breath, but still maintained her authority as she spoke.

With careful precision, Wesker gently lifted Selene's thighs straight upwards, keeping them together as he unclasped the button and hummed the zipper of her sexy black pants down, revealing the top of her lacy black panties - which had a cute little pink bow on the top - before sliding the garment down the her lovely, shapely legs. Just from a glance at her panties, Wesker could tell she was almost at her limit. The wet patch was quite sizable.

Selene hooked her thumbs into the waistband at her hips, slowly and teasingly pulling her wet panties off before tossing them onto her discarded pants, revealing her shaven mound, glistening with her arousal.

"Use your mouth. Pleasure me." Selene ordered, sliding further onto the large bed and spreading her legs while she rested her head and shoulders onto the pillows.

"As you wish, Mistress." Wesker obeyed right away. He was quite confident in his abilities, so without further ado, he gently eased himself between her knees.

Now it was Selene that was white-knuckled and completely tensed from Wesker's surprisingly dexterous and long tongue. Holy shit, he was a keeper. Few men could give her such a ride, and Wesker was definitely one of the best, if not the best to ever make it this far.

Her icy blue gaze was rolling into the back of her head, she was panting heavily, her chest was heaving, and her wet entrance was on FIRE!

"Stop." She hissed the order through her gritted teeth, and Wesker withdrew from her dripping entrance. "There's a condom in the back left pocket of my pants. Put it on, and let's finish this before both of us explode."

"Of course, Mistress." Wesker quickly discarded his pants and boxers, then ripped the condom out of the package and rolled it down his shaft, making sure it was applied properly before crawling over his panting Mistress, waiting for her signal to slide his member inside of her.

"Continue." Selene nodded, and Wesker carefully guided his length into her tight entrance, aided by her hand. She cooed with approval as he came to a halt, waiting for her tensed inner muscled to relax. "Good boy. You didn't cum right away."

"No, Mistress. I am ready when you are." Wesker nodded slowly, waiting again for her signal to continue inserting his protected member into her body.

"Slowly now, keep going." Selene ordered, hooking one leg around Wesker's lower back while her arms wrapped around his rib cage, under his arms.

As always, he followed her instructions and orders the instant she gave them, working up a strong, steady rhythm. By then, Selene had hooked both of her ankles together behind his back, pulling him even deeper into her body. The whole time, to silence their respective noises and cries, they were locked at the mouth, passionately kissing each other, biting lips and dancing tongues.

When the time for Wesker's stamina to finally end arrived, Selene had managed to twist herself and Wesker around so that she was straddling his member, her hands firmly supporting herself on his chest while her rear bounced as his covered shaft slid in and out of her dripping entrance with continuous soft slapping sounds of skin on skin. Her body was toned, the absolute perfect balance of muscle meets curves. Her ass was heart shaped, firm and tight while her soft B-cup breasts were perky with soft pink peaks.

"I'm almost there... Don't you dare cum... just yet." Selene panted, her whole body covered with sweat as her own quim oozed down her inner thighs.

Wesker couldn't muster the breath to affirm her order, he was putting forth every ounce of his effort into not blasting a huge hole in the condom with his release. He just kept his hands on her hips to keep her guided.

Not even a minute of this later, Selene slammed down, hilting his entire length into her body, instantly tightening like a vice around him as her eyes rolled completely back, her voice suddenly little more then weak, barely audible whimpers as her climax finally, finally hit her like a fucking truck.

The instant that she tightened around him, Wesker's body gave out, and the condom was instantly filled with his release. They both laid there for a few seconds as Selene's inner muscles relaxed, allowing Wesker to withdraw - both with hisses or sharp inhales - to dispose of the condom in his en-suite bathroom, returning to find that Selene had - rather cutely - passed out, laying on her side with her arm bent with her fingertips barely an inch from her nose, the other hand gracefully draped along her hip and thigh.

He laid down behind her, pulling the blankets over her body before kissing the back of her right shoulder gently before falling asleep himself.

A/N: Bit of an explanation; This story was an idea I had a few days ago while unable to sleep. So of course, the initial idea was a bit skewed. But, after speaking to Vizord, he was actually rather pleased by my overall idea for this story. In fact, he hasn't read this (as of this moment) so he's in for a bit of a surprise when he sees that the whole first chapter is a sex scene. And for those thinking that this story's going to be nothing but sex... you're half right. It's got a plot, but there will be a decent amount of sex scenes, so you've been informed.