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ficsforyou · 2 years

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Hey! First of all I'm in love with the way you write honey <3 and my request is Dano!Riddler and his psychiatrist smut (who treated him before he became the Riddler ) but my ideia is he goes to jail in Arkam like at the end of the movie, but Eddie starts sending her letters and when he manages to escape from arkam he goes after her because he is in love/obsessed with her. (sorry my english isn't that good.)

Stay still

A/n: thank you so much! I love this idea! It took a long time, cause I’ve been struggling with writers block. So I’m sorry about that, but here it is. Hope you like it x

Dano!riddler x afab!reader

Word count: 2,5k

Summary: You were just doing your job, never in a million years would you think that it would get you here. Spreading your legs for your patient.

Warnings: smut, language, dom!riddler, mentions of stalking, mentions of murder, dub-con ish?

You stepped into your flat. Feeling drained of energy from the many hours of work. The past few weeks had been exhausting. Ever since your former patient Mr. Nashton was imprisoned, your life had been a living hell. The police had been questioning you nonstop, and you had to testify in court. Something you hadn’t done before, considering you were fairly new to the therapy business. You still could feel the way he was looking at you during those testimonies. Almost like you betrayed him. Weirdly enough that wasn’t the worst part. Literally hundreds of reporters and journalists had been trying to reach you. Asking you anything and everything. Standing outside your apartment complex all day. Waiting for you like vultures. You had seen some pretty awful stuff been said about you as well. How you probably was in on it. That you knew, but didn’t tell anyone. Some people would even go as far to say that you had an affair with him. Something that wasn’t true. None of it was true.

You walked into the kitchen, pouring a glass of water and downing it at once. Feeling the thirst that had been itching your throat for hours, finally disappear.

“Rough night?”

Your sister walked up to you, leaning against the counter.

“That’s one way of putting it.”

It got quiet for some time as you put the glass away. Walking closer to her.

“Thank you for watching the dogs on such a short notice. I wasn’t planning on working overtime tonight.”

She nodded and patted you shoulder.

“No worries, I have to get going though. I’d like to say good night to the kids.”

You nodded and smiled, as she walked over to her jacket.

“Say good night from me as well.”

You said to her as she walked towards the door.

“I will!”

She slightly yelled back. You could hear the door opening.

“Oh, and for gods sake, start getting your mail! Your postbox was overflowing again!”

She added, as you heard the door close behind her. You looked over at the pile of envelopes laying on your kitchen counter. You sighed, as you sat down on the bar stool. Starting to open the mail. One by one. A few bills, some coupons you’ll never use, a weird handwritten note from Arkham. The usual. Wait. Handwritten note from Arkham? You grabbed the letter again. Looking at the horrible writing, that was frighteningly familiar. She started to read it slowly.

“Dear Y/n.

I figured I’d write you. I want to apologise for everything that has happened to you because of me. It was never my intention. I do find it funny how so many think we had a relationship… I do think about that myself as well. If the circumstances were different, my love I promise you I’d be standing outside. Patience is key. Wait.”

You dropped the paper in shock. It wasn’t signed, but you didn’t need that to know who sent you this. You calmed your breath. It was just a letter. There was nothing to worry about. Just ignore it, and he’ll forget about it. You told yourself, as you grabbed it and threw it in the bin. You already had enough on your mind, this was nothing to worry about.

A week goes by, and there’s no letter in your mailbox. You’re finally able to relax. It had been almost two months since Edward was imprisoned. You weren’t the hottest thing in town anymore, and the news had gone back to normal. You were relieved that you could focus on your job again. On Thursday you checked your mail as you came home from a walk with the dogs. Expecting anything, but still getting surprised when you saw the letter from Arkham. You looked around. Scanning the halls of your apartment complex. You didn’t know why, but this whole thing made you feel uneasy. You hurriedly walked into your flat, feeling your heart rate go up by the second. This time the writing was more intense.

“Y/n

Why are you not answering me? I’ve given you time, you have to give me time. Don’t ignore me. Wait for me. Just wait.”

He was getting angry. A million thoughts went through your head, as a knot formed in your stomach. What did he mean by wait? Wait for him? You could either let this letter slide as well, or call the police. You calmed yourself down, and laughed at your own thought. It’s literally just a letter. He can’t hurt you, he’s behind bars. You’re not in danger, so why would you even think about calling the police? He’s probably just bored. You knew he had a temper, but it was harmless. At least he always was harmless towards you. You rubbed your eyes, feeling tired. Him sending you letters wasn’t anything to worry about, you told yourself. It wasn’t until a week later you realised that it was taking a turn. Numerous letters with short messages started arriving almost every day.

“Answer me.”

“I need you.”

“I don’t know how much longer I can stay away from you.”

“I’m sorry.”

The short letters never failed to give you chills. He was usually so talkative. Only one sentence was rare from him.

It wasn’t until a Friday night that you understood how serious he was. Your hands were shaking as you read the three sentence letter over and over. Hoping that you’ve read something wrong. But you haven’t, it’s right there. In black and white.

“I know where you live, y/n. I’m coming. Just wait.”

This was starting to get out of hand, you decided. You didn’t want to call the police before. Just to not disturb them with a few creepy letters. But now, you felt as if your life was in danger. You grabbed your phone. Starting to dial the emergency number, but suddenly stopped. A knock at the door. You froze. Was it him? No, it couldn’t be. He’s in Arkham! You pulled yourself together. Still holding your phone close to you, as you stepped closer and closer to the door. You peaked out the peeping hole. No one. With a quick exhale you opened the door. Looking around for whoever knocked on your door at this time. You looked to the right, seeing no one. Before you got pushed back into your own flat. You let out a yelp, as the door slammed shut in front of you. And there he stood. His tall frame towering over you. This was the moment you’d been dreading for the last months. Meeting him again.

“Hello, y/n. Long time, no see.”

He said as he walked closer to you. His loose fitting orange and white clothes almost glowing in the dim lit apartment. You backed away from him, feeling your breath getting heavier.

“No, no. Baby, don’t back away from me.”

He sounded desperate. Like he needed you. You looked behind you. Seeing the wall getting closer and closer. Soon you would have to be near him.

“Stay away from me.”

You said calmly. He tutted, shaking his head slightly.

“Don’t say that. I know you don’t mean it.”

You reached the wall, now locked in a corner. His face turned into a smile. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted. Your phone received a message and lit up. You looked over at it, and shortly he did as well. Before he could turn back, you threw yourself down at the floor without thinking. Feeling despair and fright fill your body. Acting on your instincts only. You crawled over trying to reach the phone. But right before you could, a strong grip formed around your hair. Pulling you close to a firm body. You screamed in pain. His free arm slipped around your waist. Holding you in place. You tried your best to struggle against him.

“Stop it, y/n.”

He said strictly. You continued regardless, feeling his grip around your hair tightening even more. Now fighting to get away from him. The phone was irrelevant at that point. But you had to stop, afraid that he’d actually pull your hair out. Shivers went down your spine, as you heard him smiling behind you. He bowed down, engulfing his face in your hair. Slightly moaning at the scent.

“At last, we’re finally together.”

He whispered in your ear.

“Don’t hurt me.”

His hand left your hair, and hooked under your arm and over your shoulder. You quickly placed your hand over his forearm. Afraid that he would try to choke you.

“I could never hurt you, my love.”

You were trying your best to not cry.

“Edward, please. I don’t- I don’t understand.”

He sighed, letting go of you and getting up.

“Stay still.”

Too afraid to do anything else, you complied. He walked over to your phone, now with a broken screen. He looked at the message you had received.

“It’s just your sister.”

He asked, placing the phone in his pocket. You looked at him confused. How did he know that she was your sister? In your contacts she was just written down by her first name.

“How do you know?”

You asked shortly. He flashed a short smile.

“I know everything about you. I used to stalk you, you know.”

You were sitting on your knees, hands folded. Just like he’d always dreamt. You looked terrified though.

“I used to stand outside your window at night. Seeing you come home from work. All exhausted and worn out. But you still looked beautiful. So beautiful.”

You nodded, adverting your eyes to the floor. You were terrified. Imagining all the things he would’ve seen throughout the years. He stepped slowly over to you again.

“Look at me.”

You looked at his shoes instead. Studying them like they were a work of art.

“I said look.”

He grabbed your jaw harshly, forcing you to look up at him.

“This is the man you’ve created, y/n. You sent me to Arkham. You made me a criminal. Why would you testify against me? I thought we had a connection.”

His hand loosened up. Now caressing your cheeks, feeling your smooth skin.

“I thought it was you and I.”

“There was never a you and I. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

You grew confidence out of the blue. Having a feeling that he actually wouldn’t harm you.

“Don’t pretend like you didn’t feel it.”

“I’m not pretending. I am a professional, it was my job to listen to you. It’s not my fault that you turned into a-“

You made the crucial mistake of raising your voice at him. And was suddenly met with a hard slap against your cheek. You looked away from him, still in shock. Tears prickled at the back of your eyelids. You had to step lightly.

“Look what you’ve done to me. Now I’m a woman beater as well!”

He screamed. Your heart was beating probably the fastest it ever had. You looked back to him.

“Let’s talk about this ok?”

You said in a calm voice. Your hand slid up his thigh. His chest started heaving at your touch.

“We can talk, just like we did before.”

He looked down at you with half open eyes. Asking, no, daring you to continue.

“Please Edward. We don’t need to solve things with harshness.”

Your hand was awfully close to his already visible bulge. And he let out a satisfied sigh as your hand went over it. The feeling he had been waiting for for years. You understood what you had to do, as you reached for the button of his trousers.

“Stop.”

He suddenly said. You looked concerned up at him. Scared of what he was going to say next. He squatted down to be at your level, grabbing your chin.

“As much as I love your beautiful mouth, I need to fuck something else. I need to feel you.”

You let out a shaky breath at his words. Never had you heard him say anything like that. A mental conflict appeared on your head. Why did you find it attractive? He’s a psychopath, a murderer. But still you could feel your body reacting to him. He grabbed your hand and helped you up from the floor. He pushed you over to the kitchen. Shoving away the stuff from the counter, making everything fall down with a loud bang. He pressed your face down onto the counter, and you immediately arched your back. Excited to see this part of him. He didn’t strike you as such a dominant man. He pressed himself against your ass, and leant over to whisper in your ear.

“Stay still.”

You nodded, and he went back up. Undressing you hastily. Once your entire lower half was uncovered, he started working on his own clothes. As fast as he could, desperate to finally be able to feel you. After so many years of lusting after you. He stroked himself a few times before pushing into you. Not giving you any time to adjust to his size, and starting a rapid, punishing speed. You moaned as he started hitting into you. Feeling your walls clench around him. You grabbed the counter, needing some sort of stability.

“Fuck- you’re so tight.”

He said as he grabbed your hips. So harshly that he was sure you’d get bruises.

“I’ve wanted you like this for such a long time.”

He continued to speak. You were unable to answer him, being fucked like no one ever had fucked you before. He suddenly slapped your ass.

“Spreading your legs for me like a whore.”

He moaned after that sentence, as you clenched around him again.

“You like that, huh?”

You nodded, feeling a tear slide down your chin. He grabbed your hair, pulling you close to his body. Still fucking into you like an animal.

“Use your words, baby. I wanna hear that pretty voice.”

He started kissing your neck from behind, still holding your hair in a tight knot.

“Yes, please-“

You could feel him smile against you.

“Please what?”

You weren’t able to form words again. The new position making him hit your spot over and over.

“Say it.”

He demanded. He reached down your body and started rubbing your clit. Another wave of pleasure flew through you.

“Please fuck me, Edward. Just like that.”

You answered. And it clearly pleased him, as he started going even faster.

“I’m going to fill this tight fucking pussy up, baby.”

You felt yourself getting closer and closer.

“I’m coming-“

You managed to say, before your entire body tensed up. As the orgasm hit you.

“Me too, baby”

He said as well, before releasing inside you. The two of you filled the room with moans and cries as you rode out your orgasms. Once finished he pulled out, tucking himself back in. You needed a few moments to recover, and fell back down onto the counter. He leaned over you again.

“You look beautiful like this.”

He said and brushed your hair away from your face. You gave him a short tired smile, and he kissed your forehead.

“I would love to stay the night, but I have places to be. They should be looking for me.”

He got off you and started walking away. You turned around.

“Wait, are you leaving?”

You asked, not sure why you were so opposed to the idea. He’s a criminal, the faster he gets out of your house, the better. But for some reason you wanted him there. He gave you a short smile, before walking over to the door.

“Just answer your mail please.”

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colorsofjun · 2 years

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Hi there! Is there anyway I could get a link to your Spotify playlists?

For everyone who was asking, here are the Spotify playlist links! If you have any requests for a certain character (any character/fandom) with any certain theme, please let me know! Enjoy!<3333

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/12s2VnmXabHD50Lzybl1QD?si=g7USJR9GQaG46KYYdF3zlg

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5G95QI5N29oKxvqACmWJhH?si=guJucTUPRzuR0GaWkASTuA

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0R12ypRMZwzFgQHxsKlA7f?si=9tLi6fWmS9quImcRHDhQbQ

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/78M22EbvqczPkPyhtf3pIR?si=bprruWbGT_eJA-jalypUYg

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/12xhqq3fJX6oad77has4hj?si=a0kGtUioQW6TYhcZlXN3KA

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/3Dl3Sc3rBriXDvmb8rxOq2?si=XdcOz2PfSqWq0hBbwMIQnw

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therealbattleangel · 2 years

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I'd like to request some Riddler/Edward x Reader where, after secretly setting up hidden cameras around the reader's apartment, he spies on them as they go about their day (and especially enjoys watching them shower or touch themself at night)

A Good Show - Dano!Riddler (Edward Nashton) x F!Reader

TW: Smut. Talk of breeding kink and exhibition kink but mainly just regular old smut

(Requests Open !)

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Edward just started with a simple interest in Y/N. He found her beautiful and since she lived in his building, he saw her often. But that interest turned into obsession and that obsession went so deep and so far that he snuck into her apartment when she was at work and put cameras all around her place. Once he installed them, he headed back to his place and just watched. Watched as Y/N got back in from work, went and took a shower, cooked herself dinner. Once she had laid down in bed, he went to turn off the camera before he realized… Y/N is moaning. She was touching herself. Suddenly, Edward realizes; he can watch her touch herself every single night now. He turned up the volume on his computer, putting in headphones just in case anyone overheard him. At one point, she removed her blanket covering her body and Edward was able to very clearly see her touching herself, closing her eyes and letting herself truly experience the pleasure. Edward watched before he slowly unzipped his pants, pulling them down enough that he could pull down his boxers so he could start touching his very hard member. He watched as Y/N continued to finger herself with one hand and rub her clit with the other. He then spit into his hand before beginning to jerk off, moaning quietly as he did. He continued to jerk himself off before he realized that Y/N had stopped touching herself. He slowly came to a stop before realizing she was grabbing a few toys she had to use on herself. A wand vibrator and a dildo that seemed to be about the size of Edward. This excited him who quickly began jerking himself off again, this time thinking about him being the one fucking her. Making her moan and whine like she was. She was putting on an amazing show and she didn't even know it. Edward began speeding up his movement as Y/N sped up hers. He wanted to cum along with her, imagining he was filling her full of his cum. He was so in love with her, he wanted so desperately to just break in and fuck her right here, right now. Feel her tightly around him. But for now, this would do him. He continued to thrust himself into his hand as she continued to fuck herself with her toys before she released, her whole body shaking for a moment. Edward was not far behind her, accidentally cumming onto the computer screen. He quickly went and grabbed a few tissues and wiped it off before he realized that Y/N wasn't done; she was going for round two. He then looked down and saw his member had become as hard as a rock once again. He then smirked to himself before saying to himself "guess I'm going for round two as well"

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A/N: Hope you enjoyed this! Apparently a lot of people want Riddler smut so that's what I'm going to do. Although this is it for tonight. I will be filling out/answering the last of my requests tomorrow since I should have more time to actually sit down and write.

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pauldanoslutposts · 2 years

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#paul dano #paul dano riddler #the riddler #riddler 2022 #the batman #danonation #paul dano the riddler #the batman riddler #the batman 2022 #robert pattinson

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tsumikoz · 2 years

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shitty scrunklified riddler from like three months ago

#he’s just such a silly guy that’s what i got from the movie #the riddler #batman #batman 2022 #the riddler batman #paul dano the riddler #i don’t think anyone cares abt this movie anymore but i still think this drawings funny sooooooooo sucks to suck #my art

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monikalovescola · 5 months

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#dano riddler #dc riddler #the batman #shitpost #the batman 2022 #paul dano #robert pattinson #funny #funny shit #funny post

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sillyahhchana · 9 months

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This is such a strange pipeline but pls i hope i’m not the only one

#riddler girlies can u confirm this #or like am i insane #the riddler #paul dano #the spot #jonathon ohnn #spiderverse #spiderman #across the spider verse fanart #across the spiderverse #atsv #atsv fanart #the batman #the batman 2022 #edward nashton

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lesvegas · 2 years

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me and the girlies saying hi to each other

#batman #the batman #the dark knight #the joker #the riddler #paul dano #heath ledger #tumblr girls #tumblr girlies

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gmaybe666 · 1 year

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free my boy he didn’t do anything wrong except kill some corrupt men and sing a goofy lil song !!!!

some riddler sketches until i can use my ipad again

#the riddler #the batman #the Batman 2022 #Paul dano #Paul dano the riddler #the riddler Paul dano #the riddler fan art #the batman fanart #dano!riddler

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danowh0re · 2 years

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He frew up

#paul dano #paul dano edits #love and mercy #love & mercy #the riddler x reader #paul dano the riddler #the riddler 2022 #dano riddler #the riddler #riddler #riddler x reader #paul dano riddler

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ficsforyou · 2 years

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Weeks

Dano!riddler x reader

Word count: 1,9k

Summary: And then they lived happily ever after… or did they?

Warnings: non-con touching, hinting at SA, language, kidnapping situation, obsessive thoughts, crazy guy, mention of murder

A/n: this series is my best series. It’s been hard writing another part cause I don’t want to ruin it. I kinda feel like I have? Idk I might just be self conscious about it. Sorry for the long wait regardless! I might do another part? Idk. Thinking of a happy ending cause this is sad. THANK YOU to all the people that sent me inspiration for this part! Love you lots and hope you enjoy x

Part 1 Part 2

He hated himself for taking her. Taking her away from her life, her friends and family. Letting her rot in his bedroom. But deep down he knew it was the right decision. She was meant to be his. They were meant to be together. He knew that. The only thing left was for her to understand that as well. She was feisty at first. And he honestly enjoyed it. The small comments and the looks she gave him. It almost felt like flirting. But now she was just lonely and sad. Depressed even.

Whenever he would go into the room she would turn around and face the wall. Not even wanting to look at him. He felt like a disgusting piece of shit. She feared him like the plague. Like some sort of murderer. Well he was a murderer, but she didn’t know that. And he had killed her father! Great! She’s going to love those news! But at the end of the day, he was tired too. He was tired of her rejecting him. It had been two weeks! She should’ve learned to at least like him by now. He knew he didn’t have a lot of time left. His grand plan of purifying Gotham was soon coming to an end. And he knew that he would have to leave her at some point. Why wouldn’t she love him? Why didn’t she see that he only did this for her own good? He did it because he cared. Because he cared more than her excuse of a fiancé. After the city discovered her disappearance, Bruce had gone on television to talk about her. Sure it was a nice speech, but he knew he didn’t mean a single word. Hell, he probably didn’t even write it himself. He tried to get rid of him too. Bombing the Wayne tower would probably have worked better if Bruce Wayne actually was in it. Bruce would yet again look like a hero once they find her. And he would look like the sad little loser that failed to kill him, and failed at persuading his fiancé. He needed to do something. Anything.

“Dinner is served.”

He said walking into the bedroom with a tray of hot food, carefully placing it on the nightstand. She turned around, like she usually did. Not even sparing him a glance.

“Y/n. Did you hear me? I brought you food.”

She didn’t answer. He sighed deeply. Sick and tired of her denial. He reached out to her touching her shoulder calmly. She flinched away from him quickly. Rejecting his touch.

“If this is going to work you have to at least talk to me.”

He stated. He was careful with her. He had been ever since she came here. Why didn’t she appreciate that? Any other kidnapper would’ve treated her like shit and probably killed her once he was finished with her. But he didn’t. He wanted to give her all the time in the world. But again, he didn’t have that.

“Why would I talk to you? Why would I want this to work?”

She hissed back at him. Another sigh erupted from his lips, as he sat down beside her. Reaching out to touch her again. Now making contact with her waist. She tried to wiggle away again. But this time there was no space.

“Baby, I love you. Why can’t you see that? Why can’t you just understand?”

He spoke with so much emotion in his voice.

“You don’t love me Edward.”

She answered, turning around to look at him. Even though her words were harsh, he couldn’t help but smile once her eyes met his.

“You’re just a creep. A loser. Someone who’s never even gotten laid and decided to kidnap me as the sick little pervert you are!”

She said with so much anger. Her words hurt him more than anything.

“You’re upset, baby. You don’t know what you’re saying. You’re not-“

“I know perfectly well what I’m saying. I hate you! You’ve ruined my life! I’m not scared of you anymore.”

She interrupted. She was looking him dead in the eye. As serious as ever. He closed his eyes. He needed to compose himself. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt her. But it was so tempting now that she had practically ripped his heart out.

“You hate me? Say that again please.”

He said calmly. Almost too calmly. She was scared. Even though she told him she wasn’t.

“No.”

She answered. He opened his eyes again. She recognised those eyes. They were darker than usual. The same eyes she had seen the night he took her. He tilted his head to the side.

“Why, baby? I though you said you weren’t scared?”

She looked down, not wanting to meet his eyes. But he grabbed her jaw, forcing her to look at him.

“I never wanted you to be scared of me, y/n. Never. I just want you to give me a chance.”

She looked tired. Dark circles under her eyes. Some of it was the mascara that she cried off during her stay. But he could still see the prominent tiredness in her face. It matched his.

“How can you be so tactless when all I’ve done is for you? For us.”

She didn’t answer, and he took it as a sign. A sign that she finally was giving in. So he quickly leaned closer to her. Pulling her in for a kiss. He had never felt such happiness before. Kissing her was the peak of his life. The two seconds that it lasted he felt like everything was going to be alright. Before she started resisting. Pulling away from him. He didn’t let go of her jaw. Wanting, no, needing the kiss to last longer. But she wasn’t having it. And eventually got out of his grip.

“Don’t ever kiss me again.”

She said strictly, trying to make herself clear. Trying to take the lead. She knew submitting to him could be dangerous. She needed to keep her attitude. At all costs. He looked down at his lap for a second. She could practically see the wheels turning in his head. He was thinking. Thinking hard about this whole situation. His next move.

“Fine.”

He simply said. She looked questionably at him, as his head turned up from his lap. Meeting her eyes again.

“I won’t kiss you.”

His hands slid down her body. Moving from her waist to her hip. She kept eye contact with him. She knew this was one of his games. God knows what he would do if she looked away now. The silence was excruciating. The only sound filling the room was her rapid breaths of terror. His hand was slowly itching closer and closer to the hem of her dress. And it wasn’t until she could feel his cold fingers on her exposed thighs that she broke the eye contact. A sinister smile spread across his face. Knowing that she lost their little game. Her eyes were now plastered onto his hand. Analysing his every move. Once he was done tracing small lines across her thigh, he reached for the hem. Starting to pull it slightly upwards.

“Please.”

She begged. Still not looking back at him. He continued nonetheless. Slowly revealing more of her soft skin.

“Please, Edward. Don’t do this.”

Her voice was quiet, but laced with horror and weakness. Yet he kept on going. The dress was now above her ass. Showing the pretty lingerie she was wearing. His fingered traveled from the dress to the newly exposed flesh.

“Stop! Please, I’m begging you!”

He looked almost captivated by her body. Something that scared her even more.

“You’ll never love me, will you?”

He asked all of a sudden. Resting his travelling hand on her stomach. Their eyes met once again.

“You’ll never see me as anything but a monster right?”

She shook her head. Not wanting to say anything wrong.

“Yet, I’m the only person in your life that has ever cared for you.”

A tear ran down her cheek.

“I’m sorry, y/n. I really am.”

He said as he cupped her cheek, wiping the tear away with his thumb.

“It’s ok.”

She whispered. Still terrified, but trying her best to keep her composure.

“Will you ever love me? Tell me the truth, y/n. Please.”

He had a desperate look in his eyes. He needed to know the truth. He needed it to be sincere. The times she would yell at him and say that she never would fall for him didn’t count. She needed to let him down truly. Heartbreakingly.

“I’m sorry Ed. But no. I can’t. Not after all you’ve done.”

She was honest. Probably the most honest she had ever been. And for some reason it hurt her as well. Telling him those words. Seeing him bow his head in defeat. Even though those were the words he needed to hear, it still stung. It broke his heart yet again, even harder than before. He knew her other attempts were just outbreaks. Just angry words. They didn’t mean anything. But this was different. She wasn’t angry now. For once she wasn’t the angry one. The anger had now turned to him. Those words aggravated him in ways he couldn’t explain. Even though he knew that she was telling the truth, he still felt like he just needed to prove that he was right. Prove to her that they were meant to be. He needed to show her his love. One way or another. He looked up from his lap again. The evident darkness was back in his eyes. And at that point she realised she had said the wrong thing.

“Fine.”

The simple word made shivers run down her spine. And not the good kind.

“I’ll just have to show you my love then.”

After those words escaped his mouth, he threw himself over her. Her screams were almost deafening, as they filled the small bedroom. He was straddling her like he did that night in her apartment. This time, with a completely different motive.

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