Game RP Cherishing the Master Mind

[Weskerswife]

(XD she can't help it man. She is a curious cat. LOL)

Rylie's gaze sharpened as she sifted through the files, sensing gaps and missing pieces amidst the documents. A growing suspicion took root, pondering over what Wesker might be concealing. Just then, the phone's ring sliced through her thoughts. She cast a wary glance at the device before approaching it, lifting the receiver with a composed air. "Wesker's residence, Rylie speaking," she announced, her tone carrying an elegant poise.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Hello, Dear Heart. Are you behaving yourself?" She heard Wesker whisper into her ear, as if she was caught with her hands in the cookie jar.. and she was in merely an apron. "I hope you haven't been too bored without me?"

 

[Weskerswife]

The whisper unnerved Rylie, carrying the eerie sensation of being watched. It was almost as if he anticipated her curiosity, her prying into his affairs. The thought that he might have surveillance within the house sent a shiver down her spine. Striving to maintain composure, she responded, "It is quite tedious and keeping myself distracted with the tv as much as I can, and just so you know, I'm feeling much better," her voice steady, despite the unease that stirred within her.

(XD voyeurism maybe? JOKING)

 

[Knight_of_None]

(XD Wesker has cameras no doubt. But this? This is just raw coincidence.)

"Good to know. The team would like to bring you out after out shifts are up...are you up for some Barbecue?" He said as his cool tone betrayed nothing as usual. Was he watching over her? Did he know? If he did, why wasn't he calling her put for lying ti him....unless he was going to plan around that tactic as well.

 

[Weskerswife]

(XD Wesker is just too smart, he knows about Rylie's coming to, but obviously didn't wanna share about it)

At the suggestion of a barbecue, Rylie's initial frown, prompted by her earlier craving for the comforting embrace of pasta, gradually softened into a small, hopeful smile. The idea of mingling with the team and Wesker in such a casual setting was appealing. It might even dispel any lingering doubts or suspicions, she considered. "A barbecue sounds delightful. It'll be nice to spend some relaxed time with the team. Who's planning to host?" she inquired, already envisioning Barry as the ideal host. His home was equipped with a spacious backyard, complete with a pool, and no doubt the warm presence of his wife and daughters would add to the homely atmosphere.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"I'm assuming Barry, Jill and Chris lack the space in their apartments. "Wesker said as he thought it over. "You'll have a good time there, I'll keep Chris from making an ass of himself I'm sure "

 

[Weskerswife]

"I've been longing to catch up with Kathy," Rylie mused, her thoughts drifting back to the thoughtful gesture of flowers she received from her during a particularly overwhelming moment at the office, nearly two months ago. "And reuniting with Polly and Moria would be wonderful too. Those two are simply adorable—" A chuckle escaped her lips at Chris's mention. "Don't worry, my love. I highly doubt Chris will do anything too drastic."

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Perhaps. " Wesker said simply, Rylie hearing him adjust something on his end od the call, the sift creak if his chair. "Is there anything you'd like me to bring for you?"

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie shook her head, her mind drawing a blank. "I'm sorry, nothing's clicking at the moment. Could you swing by to pick me up? I'm without a car." She glanced around his room, feeling a pang of guilt at the idea of rifling through his belongings. Who was she to go through his things? "By the way, what time does the BBQ kick off?"

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Ofcourse I can come get you. It should be after hours, I'll get you by six." He said nodding gently at her though she couldn't see it. "The BBQ should be at about 8."

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie blinked, shocked to hear the BBQ was late. "Eight? It does seem late, but I suppose it's for the best, considering our long days. I'll be prepared for your arrival, my love," she murmured, a gentle sigh escaping her lips as she stretched out lazily. "I truly miss you."

 

[Knight_of_None]

Wesker gave a subtle smile though one would not see it. "And I miss you. I'll be there as quickly as I can for you." He said as he nodded at her.

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie's cheeks flushed as she cast her gaze downward, memories flooding her mind like scattered puzzle pieces slowly finding their place. The moment she confessed her love to him, seemingly the first time, though for her, it had been brewing for ages. She recalled the innocent declaration of affection she once made to Spencer about her feelings for Wesker, back when she was much younger. "Of course, I hope you have a good day today," she said, her grip tightening on the phone. There were unresolved questions lingering in the air, she needed his honesty, no more lies.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"It will get much better by 8 o' clock" Wesker said as he started to lean forward, cradling his phone on his shoulder, starting to unlock his computer. Her hope for the truth, would only end with a labyrinth of lies and mind games from her captain. Not that he wished to only tell her these things...but it was second nature to him now. And it would keep her safe.

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie smiles, she knew he meant it would be better when they were together again. "Yes my love. I'll see you soon." She says, looking around for a moment, her brows furrowed as she she saw the files before putting them back where they belonged. There was nothing pertaining to her which made her frustrated.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she reorganized the files, sliding them inti the place within the cabinet she found them in, Wesker opened up his computer, pausing as he saw a flash if a notification of one of his compartment caches. His lips persed a moment, a brief flick of disapproval stepping through him. Rylie had been snooping after all, one of his low information sets had been found, mostly pertaining to small business around Raccoon City, nothing directly tying dealings or experiments, especially not hers.

But he clicked the notation away as he cooled his emotions as swiftly
as they cropped up. He would hold the information, and utilize it when it was time, same as always.

 

[Weskerswife]

Later in the day, Rylie was getting ready for the bbq. Guilt gnawed at her for snooping, yet she was desperate for information about her past. Why was he hiding it from her? She couldn't understand. Was she in danger?

Fully dressed, she wore a green blouse paired with dark blue jeans and black flats. Her long, wavy blonde hair fell past her shoulders, with a few bangs framing her face. Glancing at the digital clock, she saw it was almost 6 pm. Wesker would be there soon to pick her up.

 

[Knight_of_None]

As she waited, her guilty conscience nibbling at the back of her mind while she heard the door to Weskers Apartment. He stepped in, looking around but saw her sitting at the couch. "All ready I see." He said as he closed the door. "Let me freshen up, I'll be ready for the trip in no time." He said as he passed her, only pausing to lay a kiss to her temple.

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie smiled as Wesker came through the door, her eyes softening when she felt his lips press against her temple. He expressed his relief at seeing her recovering well from the concussion. "Of course, but let's be honest, you look absolutely handsome in your S.T.A.R.S. uniform," she said, her hand gently brushing along his exposed forearm not covered by his blue work shirt.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"Oh I'm sure I'm the only one that makes this uniform look good, but I do think that a off the clock barbecue requires me to look like I'm not a workaholic." He said as he flexed his arm under the caress of her fingers. Wesker leaned over the edge of the sofa. "Plus you'll get to help me out if them?" He teased lightly

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie felt a soft blush warm her cheeks at his playful tease, causing her to lean back slightly as he leaned closer over the edge of the sofa. "Do we have enough time before the barbecue starts?" she asked gently, her voice tinged with a hint of nervousness as she noticed him flexing his muscles. Her pulse quickened slightly, a mixture of anticipation and a touch of playful uncertainty dancing in her green eyes as she met his gaze. She couldn't help but be memorized by the way he looked in his uniform.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Wesker chuckled as she threw out her weak deflection. "What do you mean?" He said coyly, leaning back as he seemed to be thinking. "Oh! You thought I meant sex?" He said as he looked down at her. "Is that what's going on in your head!"

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie turned red in embarrassment and averted her gaze from him. "Maybe..." She answers, not confident enough to look into his shades. Though with hidden resolve she stood up, and grabs his fingerless gloved hand. "But I'm sure we have another time. You are tired and I'm willing to help you undress with no extra needed motivation." She says to him with a little smile.

 

[Knight_of_None]

He ran his thumb over the back of her hand. "I'd think so, I'm quite the eye full." He teased as he reached up, pulling his shades off as he began walking with her to step into his bedroom, stopping only to set his glasses down and began to undo his vest.

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie followed him to his bedroom, shooting him a playful stink eye when she realized he knew exactly what she was thinking. As he set his glasses down and reached for his vest, she stepped behind him and helped pull it off, feeling the slight weight of it in her hands. She then removed his earpiece and the wire to his radio, placing his gear carefully to the side. "Don't get so full of yourself, Wesker," she teased from behind, admiring him in his blue work shirt and cargo pants.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"If you believe I'm simply vain, you are thinking too little of me" he said smirking as he reached down and began to drag off his shirt. "I just know how...welcoming I can look." He said as he dropped gis shirt aside

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie smirks, grasping the ends of his white undershirt and lifting it over his head, his arms raised above him. She pauses, holding Wesker in place, giving her the advantage. "We both know how welcoming you are, uniform or not," she whispers softly, chuckling before kissing his nose. She resumes pulling off his shirt, letting it drop to the side. Her heart races at the sight of his muscular torso and black cargo pants. Crossing her arms, she looks away playfully. "You can take off your pants yourself, I think you got that handled." She teases.

 

[Knight_of_None]

"I think you just know you'll lose control of yourself if you do it for me." He teased back as he looked down at her her, his hand reaching yo his belt and undoing it, lifting the thick leather strap away, the holsters and attachments weighted it down slightly. He laid it on the bed and sat down, beginning to draw his cargo pants down .

 

[Weskerswife]

Rylie huffed, struggling to maintain control over herself. Even now, as she watched Wesker remove his cargo pants, revealing his strong, muscular thighs and the boxers that barely concealed his impressive size, she felt a quiver in her knees. It was hard to resist the pull of attraction, but she forced herself to look away, crossing her arms defiantly. She knew Wesker was teasing her, testing her resolve, but she was determined not to give in, no matter how much he tempted her.

 

[Knight_of_None]

Wesker smirked to himself, seeing the inner struggle of Rylie, her eyes fighting now to greedily drag themselves all over her captains form. "I've done nothing." He said simply as if he could read her mind. He stepped put if his cargopants, drawn forward, his body pushing against her crossed arms. "And yet here you are, trying to show your full resilience...imagine what I would have you feel if I were to try." He said as he put a hand on her defiant cheek, turning her to face him.