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unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin · 1 year

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Can you please do a part 2 to the Jay White - Do you Really have ‘Freewill’? (Stripper AU)?

Thanks :)

Do you Really have ‘Freewill?’(Stripper au) Part 2

Summary: Jay is going to make sure you regret ever braking his rules

Warnings: kidnapping, forced nudity, Dacryphilia, bondage, wax play, nipple clamps, female cumming, bondage, Yandere vibes. If you don’t like don’t read.

This takes place immediately after part one, so you may want to read it to understand what is happening.

Part one here

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Despite the warm air in the car, you were still shivering. Although, if it was from the cold or fear was debatable. Jay was in the drivers seat while you sat in the back of his car, still completely naked. The leather seats were uncomfortable, and the windows were frosted over from the cold air outside. You had only been in the car a few minutes until Jay had come out of the club, all of your things in his arms. Despite the clothes he had grabbed, he still hadn’t given you any. From where you were sitting in the back, you could see your phone up front with him. It lit up every few seconds, probably your coworkers try to find out if you were ok. With a glance out the window you realized you weren’t in the city anymore, instead trees were getting thicker and thicker. You were going into the woods.

“Where are we going?” You dared to ask, unsure if he would be angry at you for talking.

“None of your business,” he mumbled. Soon, you watched as he pulled up to a gas station. Before he pulled up he threw a blanket back at you. “Lay done, don’t move. If you try anything, you’ll regret it.”

You nodded, just thankful for the blanket, before laying down on the seat. You pulled the blanket over yourself, making it look as though Jay simply had a blanket in the back of his car.

You felt the car stop and turn off before Jay got out. You couldn’t hear anything he was saying, but you could hear him talking. While laying there you tried to calm yourself as everything was sinking in. You didn’t know where you were, no one else knew where you were, and you had no idea what Jay was planing. Would he kill you? And if he tried you wouldn’t be able to fight back. You were stuck, completely at his will.

After a few minutes in the empty car the door opened, allowing you to hear the conversation. “Ya, I’ll see you later man.” Jays voiced called before sitting in the car and closing the door. A bag was audibly set on the passenger seat and he started the car, driving away.

“You can set up.”

At his words you sat up, still keeping blanket wrapped around yourself. You both sat in silence for another few miles before he pulled over again. He grabbed the bag and got out before yanking your door open and sitting next to you.

“Text them. Tell them your fine,” he held out your phone for you. You started to reach for it when he pulled it away, looking at you. “Try anything, and I’ll slit your throat.” With that he handed you the phone. You had messages from almost every person you worked with, and you had to send one message to each of them. After a moment of thinking you write out the text.

‘I’n ok. Dent werry, I am dine. Hust on a trep wilth a frpend’

You quickly scanned over the message before sending it. Before you could copy and send it to others Jay grabbed it from you, reading it himself.

“What is with the mistakes?”

You bowed your head, hoping he wouldn’t realize what you had done. He took your hands in his, feeling the way the shook from the cold. He seemed to accept that as reasoning, before handing the phone back to you. You sent the same message a few more times before handing it back to him.

“Now for the real fun.” You watched as pulled out a fair amount of rope, eyeing you. “Lay on your stomach.” You quickly followed his command as you laid down. Over the course of a few minutes, he had you in a hog tie with a bit of cloth shoved in your mouth. “Sorry love, but I don’t need to seein where I take you.” He patted your naked ass before laying the blanket back over you. “Take a nap of something. You sure as hell won’t be sleeping later.”

🔫——————————————————————🔫

You gasped as you were awaken by water being dumped on you. You started to thrash around as you tried to figure out where you were. A boot dug into your back, holding your bound body down.

“Calm down love.”

Recognizing Jays voice you calmed down a bit, allowing you to get a better grasp of where you were. Your body was shivering, but not just from the water. You were in your stomach, laying in the snow covered ground. You glanced up, seeing nothing but tall trees. While laying there you heard the unmistakable sound of Jays switchblade being opened. He bent down, cutting the rope off of your body.

Before you had a chance to stretch he yanked you up by your hair. “Come on love, I told you you would have to deal with your punishments,” he mumbled right next your ear. You looked forward, seeing a large log cabin. A cabin you were quickly dragged towards.

🔫——————————————————————🔫

Your body was stretched out on a table, unable to move due to the restraints. Jay was on the other side of the dark room, gathering whatever he deemed necessary for your punishment. Once he had brought you into the cabin he had quickly dragged you to a room that was filled with kink gear.

“I’ve got to tell you, it was hard making a decision on what to use,” he walked over while not letting you see what he had. “But, we will always have time later to use this other stuff.” You squirmed as his hand ran up your body slowly. It had finally started to warm up, and you could tell there was heater in the room.

“Let’s get this out.” He reached up, taking the gag out of your mouth. He turned away for a moment while you stretched your mouth. You let out a sudden yelp when you felt something hit the ball of your foot. You looked down, seeing the riding crop Jay had. “I want to hear every cry if pain I drag from you.”

With that he moved up, leaving a sharp hit on your nipple. While not as hard as on your foot, it still hurt like a bitch. You bit your lip, trying to keep quiet as he would run the weapon along your body before hitting you somewhere. Soon, you had tears running down your face as you quietly begged for him to stop.

“Darling, you know that’s not nearly good enough,” he tisked at you. But he set the crop down. At first you were happy, but then you saw him grab the lit candle. You started to thrash around, but froze when his hand wrapped around your neck. “Don’t even try that.”

You both were silent as he slowly tipped the candle. You tried to prepare yourself, but you still let out a loud gasp as the liquid wax hit your stomach. You could feel it drying to your skin, latching on.

“Oh, I could do this all day.” Jay whispered, mostly to himself. He continued to let the wax drip down, watching as it his different parts. He moved from your collarbone, to the area between and on your breast. He moved down your stomach, and eventually to just above your mound.

“No! Please, please don’t!” You begged, trying your best to speak through your sobs. “I can’t.”

“There it is,” a large smile grew over his face. “That’s what I want to see.” He grabbed your face, watching the tears run down your face. Carefully, he set the candle and small candle holding on top of you so it would continue to drip. “Don’t squirm to much.”

You frowned at his words before something was shoved into your lower lips. Despite the pain, you were still dripping wet. He also reached out, pulling gently on your nipples to get them to harden. He then clipped nipple clamps onto your chest.

“F-fuck,” you groaned, feeling the vibrator come to life inside of you. Jay didn’t say a word, sitting back to watch you struggle. Wanting to try and get more pleasure, but also afraid to move due to the candle right above you. The perfect predicament.

“Fuck, can’t not participate.” You heard Jay say before standing up and grabbing something.

“Can I cum?” Jay quickly slapped you lightly on your thigh.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

To emphasize his point, you felt something sharp just above your mound. You looked down, seeing him carving something into your skin. It was then that you felt yourself break, letting out a loud yell, trying to scream out the pain in your nerves.

Soon enough Jay stood next to your head, holding the knife next to your head. “Lick it.” It was a simple command, and you licked the red liquide from the harp object. He reached over and grabbed the chain connecting the two nipples.

“Do you still need to cum?” He pulled lightly in the chains, making you arch up. But it also causes the candle to shift a bit, dripping onto you.

“Yes! Please! Please let me cum. I’ll be good! I promise!” You whaled, every nerve in your body on fire.

“Then cum.”

Like a flood gate you felt yourself quickly fall over the edge. You ignored the feeling of new wax, and even when Jay ripped the clamps off of your nipples as you came. Jay watched as you struggle to catch your breath, still practically sobbing. He leaned down, licking a line over your check to twist your tears.

“I think it’s mine turn to play with the little pussy,” he whispered, causing you to shiver fully aware of what would come later that night.

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luvyeni · 4 months

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ataraxiaspainting · 4 months

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Careless Whisper.

Yan Gojo x F Reader.

Synopsis: After a long game of playing hard to get, Satoru finally gets you to go on a date with him. But you didn’t expect him to choose a farmer’s market of all places for it to happen.

Warnings: Yandere themes, threats of kidnapping, manipulation, and stalking.

Continuation of There is an Uproar.

Word Count: 1.6k.

Ten Songs Like This Piece:

This Could Be Us by Rae Sremmurd

Get Up by NewJeans

Supermassive Black Hole by Muse

Bathroom by Montell Fish

Hotel by Montell Fish

Money Trees by Kendrick Lamar (feat. Jay Rock)

After Hours by The Weeknd

Government Hooker by Lady Gaga

Do I Wanna Know? by Arctic Monkeys

The Walls by Chase Atlantic

“You’re killing me; don’t you see that you’re the winner of the game?” – Benét, Killing Eve

*~*~*~*

You hold onto the basket like a lifeline.

You grasp the handle so tightly it leaves a mark on your palm and the inner parts of your fingers, and you can practically feel splinters impaling them.

They say the devil takes on many forms, and if it were said that the devil could take the form of a white-haired man with sunglasses in whatever religious texts you were given in your childhood, you would believe that without question.

The identity of whoever or whatever forced you on this little outing is not human. You know this. He can’t be. If he is, your view of humanity will decrease tenfold from where it once was.

Should you pray to all the higher powers and heavens above that he is or is not?

“Come on, let’s get moving!” They say monsters speak in either honeyed, calm, and sweet voices or grimy and croaky ones; but this one is neither. “I kinda want to pet a chicken.”

*~*~*~*

“There’s my girlie!”

You were not surprised in the slightest when Satoru pulled up to your door with a Rolls-Royce. At the sight and the called-out nickname, you even roll your eyes and cross your arms, much to the driver’s amusement. The car is adorned with lamb's wool carpets, embellished with stunning wood and milled aluminum accents, and encased in box grain leather. Only the highest quality materials for the all-high and mighty Satoru Gojo. It is the topmost privilege for a mere mortal like you to even see it.

“You ready?” As you ever will be.

“Yeah.” Your response is quick and to the point. “You still haven’t even told me where we are going for this… date.”

The smirk that appears on his face instantly gives you the impulse to slap it off. But he is stronger, and will most likely not let you, because he is the one in control and not you. So, as he beckons you closer, you close the car door behind you and sit down on the leather seat. The drive to hit him still stands for as long as you anticipated. You just look out the window and hope it goes away.

It is nice outside. Though if Satoru’s foot was not on the peddle, you would have liked it more.

It’s spring now. The grass is bright green and tall, and you could swear that you can smell it. Tiny circles of flowers are there now and then. Dandelions and daffodils mostly. You could count them if Satoru was not driving so damn fast you think he is speeding.

He put your purse and phone in the back seat because, of course, he would want no distractions to stop you from paying attention to him.

He starts talking about how nice your dress looks and how happy he is to have you as his girlfriend.

You want to puke.

It would take at least two weeks for the smell to go away. He would have to clean it up because you would refuse to. Any damage done to his ego no matter how small is a win in your book.

You could picture it now. Satoru, long plastic gloves on his hands and wearing an apron, scrubbing the expensive carpet stained with bile and looking disgusted with you. Maybe he would give up on you then.

You almost laugh at the thought but decide against it when he starts talking with a smile that does not exactly reach his eyes.

*~*~*~*

He is tailing behind you like a grim reaper.

The black turtleneck he is wearing you suppose could count as a cloak. His face is white enough to be a skull, his hair helping you see it in your mind. All the expectations he has for you could be considered a guillotine’s blade that is ready to be let loose at any moment. Maybe a scythe. Don’t lose your head. That is what you keep telling yourself as you go down the aisles of sewn aprons and freshly baked bread and chickens wandering not too far off from the butcher’s cutting board. Don’t lose your head.

So, you keep walking to not be the victim of Satoru’s wrath.

“They’re so cute!” He exclaims, bending down to get a better look at the rabbits that are trapped within the confines of the barbed fence. “I just want to take one home! It would be like having another you around!”

His cooing makes you want to stab your eardrums out with the plastic fork you were given along with a free sample of chicken pot pie.

But you can’t ignore him either, he yearns for your responses like an addict.

“I’m not a rabbit.” You roll your eyes. Satoru responds by turning his head at you and then turning it again to make a visibly confused expression. “I’m a human. Not a pet. Not something to… lock up.” As his countenance turns somber and a hint of amusement lingers, the playful aura dissipates. Your breathing hastens, and your heart races. Perhaps voicing your thoughts was an ill-advised choice. Maybe an alternate utterance would have been wiser. Any alternative, for that expression, is one you wish to never witness again.

As you struggle to catch your breath, Satoru's steady grip on your shoulder brings a faint awareness to your hyperventilation. He calls out your name repeatedly, trying to reach through the haze of tears in your eyes. However, his words offer no solace or relief.

“Come on! Of course, you are.”

Maybe you will puke after all. But not on purpose like you originally intended.

His smile feels like a stab to the chest. Everything he does feels that way.

“...What do you mean?” What exactly does he have planned for you?

How far back do they go? Days, months, years, decades?

“You’ll see. You’ll like them, I know you will.” His hand clasps over your free one like a noose. “Either when you first know them or further down the line. I’ll be with you every step of the way no matter what you think. But just know I only have your best intentions at heart, okay? I can promise you that at least.”

“...Mmhmm. Let’s just… get moving.” Once again, you are off within a labyrinth of stalls.

You liked farmer’s markets during the warmer months, with your family and friends during school breaks and vacation times. Is that why he chose this place? Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe he also likes them. However, you cannot process the words Satoru and farmer’s market in the same sentence.

You pictured him bringing you to some nightclub and forcing you to dance under disco lights and loud music until you nearly faint from exhaustion. As much as you don’t want to admit it, maybe this is the better option.

You can’t imagine any other option. It could be worse. Those threats of his can easily become true, he could just lock you up in his penthouse and refuse to let you leave.

So, you don’t complain. You don’t want Satoru to get upset, even if you haven’t seen him that way.

“We’ll eventually move in together. Get married further down the line. Maybe have a kid or two, if we are really up to it, though I don’t mind if it is just the two of us.”

For once, you hope Satoru chooses his initial thought. You don’t want to bring any child into this hell.

“Romantic, right?”

“Uh-huh.”

His finger traces the bridge of your nose downward and the tip of it presses on its end.

“Boop!”

“Sigh…”

He does it again.

“So cute…”

“Let’s just continue.” You try so hard not to seethe. “I heard at this specific market they have good lentil soup. Focaccia too. Let’s go.”

He nods.

“Okay! We’re off!”

There is no escape, is there?

“It should be by the coffee stalls if I remember correctly.” You don’t get to finish because of course Satoru found a brand new interest to fixate on.

Aprons. Specifically, the pink lacy one that he is holding gently like a baby. “[First]! Look! You should wear it. It suits you!”

You shake your head immediately. To this, Satoru frowns. You’re hungry after being hauled around from stall to stall for the past hour or so. Can’t he understand that?

He holds the apron up closer to your face.

You turn away from it. Satoru only puts it closer. He really can be stubborn. That is what got you in this situation in the first place. As stubborn as you sometimes are, you can hardly compare to him. But that is with most things.

Money, power, influence, he will always have more than you will, won’t he? Damn it. No escape. Not from him.

Not from him.

But you can try, can’t you? You can at least try. “Come on! It would look so cute on you.” You shake your head. His frown only deepens and he sighs.

Then he shoots you a look again. The look demanding of you to be good or else. The look that gets you to obey him every time he uses it. Every time he puts his foot down.

Don’t lose your head.

Evade the blade.

“Good,” He says, handing you the apron with the smile you unsurprisingly prefer over the hellish expression he just showed you. “Go.”

You do.

Damn it. As long as Satoru keeps toying with you, you won’t ever be able to find peace. No escape. Damn it.

You slip the apron on as he watches, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

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chlorinecake · 5 months

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convenient chances lll

PAIRING: yandere!stalker!enhypen x fem!reader

CW: violence, paranoia/anxiety, foul language, kidnapping, kissing, mentions of hunger and torture, reader just gets treated like a toy basically

WC: 5k — read part l and part ll here

YOUR BODY WAS still going through the effects of last nights torture fest in Jay’s classroom.

You knew your ex-boyfriend was crazy, but you had no idea he'd go to such lengths to get you in line, all for the sake of chasing this love he couldn't resist.

His deadliest fantasy.

Jay woke up some time ahead of you to prepare breakfast for you both. You’re not sure if this was his way of making things up to you after last night’s events, mostly because what you went through didn’t seem to bother his conscious in the slightest.

You’d bet your well-being was only partially a concern to him, especially on the matter of “corrective discipline.”

Taking a moment to recollect your emotions, you got up out of bed, just now realizing the silk and lavender nightgown you wore to bed for the night.

Oh, Jay, the man you aspire to be.

From the looks of it, Jay hadn’t made any changes to his bedroom since the last time you saw it before running away from him.

There was something about the familiarity of the space that soothed your nerves. And so, you held onto that sliver of tranquility, walking into his bathroom before closing the door behind you.

There was a fresh toothbrush sitting in a glass cup on the bathroom counter. Beside it was a feminine all purpose skin wash and expensive moisturizer, both in the scent of “Captured,” which had notes of white grape and peach.

What a pleasant pair for such a confining name, you thought to yourself.

While brushing your teeth, you looked at your reflection in the mirror, thinking of what you were gonna do with your hair for the day.

Hmm…. Nevermind.

You decided to just wash your face instead, as your current case of bed-head wouldn’t gain much improvement using Jay’s close-tooth comb and near empty container of pomade.

Pump, pump.

The shimmery peach soap filled the center of your palm before you lathered it all over your face.

Splash.

The faucet water was cold, and you expected it to be somewhat refreshing, but the wetness only made your face feel as though it stung all over. With that, the memory of your muggy eyeliner clouding your vision resurfaced in the back of your mind.

You remembered similar stings, like the ones you get in your wrists and feet and Jay’s goons held you down.

The sting of Heeseung’s weight straddling your hips as he poured bucket after bucket of water onto your face, taunting you as if you deserved every last drop.

Squeak.

You turned off the faucet, reaching for the face towel that hung on the nearby wall rack. Twisting the bathroom door handle, you busied yourself with making up the bed and fluffing the pillows as a way to draw your mind to simpler thoughts.

Thoughts of fabric, and cotton, and loose threads.

“Good morning, my love,” Jay smiled softly, startling you as you approached you from behind, planting the lightest kiss on your exposed shoulder. He then inched up to your neck, leaving feathery pecks of affection on your skin before speaking again, “How’d you sleep?”

“Fine,” you answered plainly, wincing a bit from his persistent actions.

In his own sick way, you knew Jay was only trying to make you feel loved, but your neck was still tender from Heeseung’s idea of using it as a chew toy last night.

That fucking dog—

“Is everything alright?” Jay asked in a concerned tone, turning you to face him as you responded by covering the marks on your neck.

He walked up to the thick velvet curtains that clothed the windows of his bedroom, sliding them open to reveal the sunshine you didn’t even know was visible from here.

“Come here,” he said, moving your hand away to reveal the dark purple bruise, splattered upon your skin like paint. He muttered something under his breath that you didn’t quite catch, but from the look on his face, he didn’t seem very happy anymore.

“Which one of them did this to you?” He asked, sitting you on the bed you’d just made.

“Like you actually care—”

“Don’t play smart with me, ____. Answer my question.”

“I don’t see why you can’t just ask your little minions for the details. They seemed more than glad to watch it happen, anyways.”

“____,” he went on with a weak voice, “it’d be a lot simpler if you just answered for me like I asked. This sort of thing is not okay.”

Yeah, your entire life for the past few months has not been okay. All thanks to him and his stupid friends.

“I just really don’t wanna talk about that right now, Jay,” you raised your voice slightly, hoping that your anger would scare off the feeling of nausea that brewed in your stomach.

Jay looked down into his lap before meeting your eyes again and taking your right hand in his, pressing a kiss to your skin.

“Very well, then,” he smiled, getting up from the bed and motioning for you to meet him at the door, “I expect to see you downstairs in the next thirty seconds,” he said, not even bothering to close the door.

There goes his cold side again, you thought to yourself, following after him. It almost humored you that he gave you a time limit as if testing your obedience to him, even though he knew you’d come running.

All the way downstairs and into his kitchen, where a small round glass table sat in the middle of the dining space.

You took a seat before noticing the already prepared napkins, utensils, and champagne glasses that were filled with orange juice, meticulously arranged.

Jay washed his hands in the sink before walking over to the counter, fixing a plate of French toast, fruit, and an omelet of some sort before bringing it over to you, gently placing the dish on the table.

Walking off, he grabbed himself a cup of black coffee and joined the seat in front of you, a look displayed upon his face that you couldn’t quite read.

“What’s all this?” You asked, staring at the food as if it started talking to you before taking hold of the fork, poking at the plate.

“Is that a trick question?” Jay chuckled, sipping from his mug.

“Why aren’t you eating anything,” you went on, but he only ignored your question, taking another sip of his coffee.

“It delighted me to see you making the bed this morning. I’m surprised you still remembered the way I like it.”

Blech, you thought to yourself, making a mental note that you definitely wouldn’t be making the bed anymore from now on. And the way he got so giddy about it-

Clink.

You placed your fork on the table and crossed your arms, “I’m not eating all this, Jay.”

His grip on the mug tightened at your words, “Are you suddenly allergic to kind gestures or something?” Jay tried, stifling an annoyed scoff.

“No, but I’m allergic to trusting you,” you said, bringing to mind an old memory of when he tried to drug you when you first started dating. All you remember was that you got into a silly argument, ate something that he made, and couldn’t walk or see clearly for half a day.

"I just thought you might've wanted the fuel for today, love. But as it turns out, you're still the same ungrateful little bitch you've always been..."

“And you want me to think those kinds of words come from the mouth of loving man?…”

“I made you breakfast which you rudely rejected and I haven’t punched the shit out of you yet. Yeah, sounds like a VERY loving man to me.”

“Fine. I appreciate the breakfast, Jay, but I’m simply not in the mood to eat right now,” you said, pushing your chair from the table, “Better?”

“No,” he retorted, getting up too, “I’m still pissed that I wasted my time in the kitchen for you this morning.”

“Aww, so now the love of your life is a waste of time?” You pouted facetiously, reaching for a glass of water on the counter before retreating your hand, walking towards the sink instead.

He might’ve poisoned that, too.

“You’re twisting my words, ____,” Jay said in a softened tone for reasons you didn’t understand, taking the same cup of water you walked past before bringing it to his lips, drinking every last drop, “you’re just too stubborn at times...”

He took a few steps closer to you, meeting your frame at the counter while taking in the view of you in your silk nightgown, the water still glistening on his scarred lips.

My beautiful burden, Jay thought to himself.

“What makes you so confident that I didn’t poison the tap, too?” He said with a sultry voice, suddenly taking your lower jaw in his grip.

“Maybe I’m in the mood to die all of a sudden,” you said stupidly, fighting for the last word, though, your tough façade crumbled a bit under his intense gaze.

“Then don’t let me stop you,” he said, taking the glass of tap water you’d just poured and bringing it to your lips, “Drink it… love. I dare you.”

Water had never seemed more daunting than it did now, not even when you were being dry drowned did the sight of liquid frighten you so much.

“This is stupid,” you said through pouty lips as his grip on your face remained firm.

“Oh, so you see that now, right?” He smirked, inching closer to your face, “You always think smarter when my hands are on you,” he said, retreated his grip from your face before tossing the glass on the ground, the sound of its shatter causing you to flinch before him.

God, this was embarrassing.

“Now clean that up,” he hissed, leaving you in the now messy kitchen, “I’ll be waiting for you upstairs to help you get dressed.”

Get dressed? You thought to yourself, for what?

IT SURPRISED YOU when Jay finally revealed what this “big day” he had in mind would entail for you.

Dressed in a fancy pair of heels and skirt-suit, you were at least visually prepared to take on Jay’s idea of a great opportunity.

“I expect you to perform as though you’re on a full stomach,” Jay began as he drove around the neighborhood, “Energetic. Content. Professional.”

“Riiight,” you returned sarcastically, just now putting your seatbelt on, “so why do you want me to work anyways? Don't you bring in enough money on your own?”

“By now, you should know it’s not about that,” Jay said, finally making his way out of the gated community. “This way, I won’t drive myself mad thinking about what you’re up to all day. We’ll wake up, go to work, have lunch, and go back home together for most of the week,” He finished, a small smile creeping up at the corner of his lips.

To him, you getting a job was the first step of his perfect plan to keep you in check.

A few hours had passed, and of course you aced the interview, considering how the company was fully aware of your associations with the CEO's son.

The old you might’ve been proud to date such a popular and successful man, but now, you could hardly argue the same.

Afterwards, Jay told you to wander around and explore the building until his shift ended.

Once Jay finally came back, he greeted you again with another congratulations, taking pride in all the compliments you received on the outfit he picked out.

His little doll, you thought to yourself, all dressed up to act out whatever scenes of make-believe Jay chose to play for the day.

“See, I knew you’d fit in here,” Jay said as he maneuvered the steering wheel, driving off into the distance that continued to grow darker with each minute.

It was getting late, and quickly.

“Well, it helped that I got to finish the interview before my hunger pains started kicking in,” you replied, not even bothering to look at him as you spoke.

“You had an opportunity to eat at home, so I really can't take the fault here, love. Perhaps in some way you deserve to feel the pain,” Jay added, turning down a slightly fogged street lined with old trees at each side.

“Where are we headed?” You asked, ignoring his attempt at making your discomfort out to be a learning lesson.

“Goldman’s,” he said plainly, still maintaining the relaxed tone in his voice, “Think of it as a treat for your good behavior today. You can get whatever you want, since you’ve waited so patiently.”

It took everything in you not to scoff at his choice of words, so you distracted yourself by thinking of how you’d actually been dying to get back to the convenience store.

You didn’t care too much for the idea of Jay potentially turning one of your safe spaces into another bad memory, but you were far too hungry to let that worry you at the moment.

THE ELECTRIC SLIDING doors sounded as you walked beside Jay, arm in arm, taking in the view of the inviting space.

“This place sure looks a lot different from what I’ve seen,” Jay remarked, slowing down his strides to analyze his surroundings.

“That’s because you’ve only seen it from the outside… or perhaps from your smartphone screen while recoding me,” you said, eliciting a chuckle from him that caught you off guard.

It's not that you were surprised by his sociopathic sense of humor, but more so the smile that grew on his face.

The smile you hadn’t seen since the first month of your relationship.

From the looks of it, he was falling even harder for you now that he had you under his complete control.

How sweet.

“Welcome in, ____!" an elderly voice chimed a few feet away from you, "Long time no see..."

“Mandy? Oh my goodness, it’s so good to see you,” you smiled, asking Jay for permission with your eyes before walking over to her, “how’ve you been?”

“Fine as always, sweetheart. But now I see why you haven’t been visiting over the past few days,” she winked, leaning over the register on her elbows, “Now tell me, whats with the new wardrobe?”

“Oh- I had an interview today,” you admitted nervously, feeling your stomach grumble a little, “and before you ask, it went surprisingly well, actually”

“That’s great to hear, missy. And what about your new man-friend? Has he been keepin’ ya busy?” She teased, leaning in closer.

A part of you honestly wished she hadn’t noticed him. Clearing your throat, you could feel Jay’s eyes on you as you felt compelled to answer honestly.

“Uhm… yeah. He’s uh… His name is Jay.”

Mandy quirked up an eyebrow at the name before trying to recover her expression with her previously welcoming smile, “Jay, huh? Sounds like a very sweet boy, to me,” she feigned, suddenly fidgeting with the ring around her finger.

Did she remember? You asked to yourself. All those nights that you came in late for snacks, ranting about the psycho ex-boyfriend you ran away from?

Yes. Of course she did.

Jay finally decided to walk over, meeting you at your side as Mandy continued to speak, avoiding eye contact with him, “Welp, you two youngins know what to do! Let me know if you need anything... I’ll be out back.”

“Thank you,” Jay offered kindly, but the lady only nodded, staying in place despite having said she was going to the store-back.

“Hey, I’m gonna go use the restroom real quick. Pick out something good while I’m gone, too. I’ve been dying to try your favorites,” Jay said, pressing a tender kiss upon the top of your head before walking off to do his business.

“That’s exactly who I think it is, isn’t it?” Mandy began with a whisper, folding her arms in front of herself.

“Yes…” you confessed, a feeling of goosebumps rising to your skin at the realization.

You were slowly relieving the nightmare you escaped all over again.

“Then why are you with him? That guy’s a monster… Do you… Do you need any help? I can… I can call the police!” She continued frantically, already walking towards the storage unit in search for the wall phone.

“Mandy, don’t!” You whisper-yelled, her long white braid swaying with her urgent movements. “You can't get the police involved... It’s for the best... Jay is crazier than I thought, and I can’t risk dragging you into my mess.”

She let your words settle in the air before continuing, “You can’t expect me to let you go on like this, ____. Just act normal, okay? I know what to do.”

“But Mandy-”

“I’ve been in similar shoes before, sweetie. Your shoes may be a little bigger, but thanks to the food I’ve been eating, so am I,” she said, trying to lighten the mood.

Or maybe that was just the natural sense of warmth she always exuded.

“Now go on, get to shopping before he comes back and suspects something's up!”

“Okay,” you nodded softly, grabbing a hand basket before walking down the aisles in search of God knows what.

You weren't sure what to expect with Mandy calling the police, but you also weren't sure how much longer you could take of Jay and his antics.

Whoosh.

The heated convenience store air welcomed in the chilling weather from beyond its walls as another hungry costumer entered the space, your back still turned to them as you examined the dessert aisle.

Naturally, you felt the urge to glance at the unknown face, but part of you knew that you might not like who you'd see standing there.

"Hello," a murmuring male voice greeted Mandy, who replied with a likewise salutation.

Ok, now you had to take a peek.

Looking through a gap in the shelves, you saw a tall, hooded person standing before her at the register.

"One moment, please," you heard the older lady say in response to the costumer asking where they can find something.

Mandy made her way to the back of the store in search of whatever the costumer asked for, but still had her initial goal in mind of calling the police.

She typed in the three digits on her wall phone, anxiously waiting for the service line to pick up.

Boop, boop.

She twirled the phone cord around her finger.

Boop, boop, boop-

“You've reached 9-1-1. What’s your emergency?”

Mandy let out a yelp that was soon muffled by the mysterious costumer who had followed her to the store-back.

“Oh, never mind that, officer. I took my Grandma to work today and she's just a little disoriented from the meds. Please excuse her behavior.”

“Not a problem sir, just make sure she stays away from the phone from now on. Is there anything else we can help you with tonight?” The operator inquired, oblivious to the way Mandy struggled in the man's vicious grip.

“No ma’am, thank you for your assistance and have a great day.”

“Yup, we're always here to help. Just keep a good eye on your grandmother, too, alright? Stay safe.”

Boop, boop.

Mandy let out a wheezy breath as Sunghoon finally uncovered her mouth, dramatically wiping his hands off on his clothes, "I never understood why you wrinkly hags even bother with putting lipstick on. You're still just as hideous," he said with disgust, watching as the frightened woman fell to her knees, closing her eyes with a now bowed head.

A string of silent prayers poured from her lips, ones that she hadn't felt the need to rehearse in a very long time. The poor lady was overwhelmed with terror, and her only developed response was to pray for protection, which for obvious reasons, humored Sunghoon.

“I hope you got enough “Amen’s” in while you were down there,” he snickered, lifting her up from the ground in his harsh grip.

“How dare you?” Mandy cried with a weakened voice, struggling yet again against his strength, “You will pay for every wrong you've ever committed if you don't unhand me!”

“Would you just shut up already,” Sunghoon complained, opening the back door with his foot for Jungwon and Niki to come in, who quickly went to tie Mandy's hands and feet together with rope, sealing her mouth with a piece of duct tape.

“You’re lucky we haven’t strangled you with this phone cord yet,” Niki threatened, annoyed with the woman's persistence in fighting them off while dodging her feeble attacks.

"Thing's would be so much easier if you just stopped moving for ONE fucking second," Jungwon grunted as he tightened the rope around her feet.

“Alright, this’ll have to do,” Sunghoon said, Niki helping him prop Mandy up against the wall before making their way back to the storage room door, “let’s go.”

Meanwhile, you had successfully managed to get some grocery shopping in before you felt someone harshly grab you by the hair.

“Ahhhhh," you winced in pain, dropping your basket of items on the ground, "J- Jay, what the hell? You said you wouldn’t hurt me anymore,” you cried out, already feeling tears form in your eyes from the sharp sting.

“I've never been called Jay before in my life. But I'll let you guess again, only because I think you're cute," the voice of your offender whispered eerily.

What, you asked to yourself, turning your head to see none other than Heeseung staring back at you with his hungry gaze, his hold on your hair not letting up for one second.

“Didn’t expect to see me, huh? Have you missed my presence?”

“Get your fucking hands off of me, pervert!" You screamed, using your nails to scratch at his arms, though hardly to leave any marks, "Jay! Mandy! Somebody help me! Nngh- Jay!” Your weak pleas seemed to amuse Heeseung as he continued to swing you around like his personal play thing, chuckled at your words.

“What would it take for me to get you to scream my name like that?" he started, pulling your face up to meet his again, "All desperate and trembling for me.”

“Fuck~ let GO!” You cried, tears slightly blurring your vision as you could feel him now guiding you out of the store by the hair.

You couldn't believe this was actually happening.

“Watch your mouth, princess,” Sunghoon suddenly said, opening a bag of chips from the shelf that he didn’t intend on paying for.

The sound of rushed footsteps distracted the two boys for a moment as Jay ran over, having rushed out of the restroom given all the calamity.

“What’s going on over here? Is everything okay," Jay asked in a concerned voice, but you knew he wasn't talking to you.

Heeseung forced your head up to look at Jay, “Just your little toy here forgetting what game we’re playing... What sole purpose she was made for.”

Jay hummed in response, biting his lip as a disappointed look wavered over his features.

“That’s such bullshit! Jay, you were just in here! They’re lying-”

“Take her to the truck.” Jay cut you off, still looking you dead in your watery eyes.

"W-what?" You tried, but he simply ignored you, watching as Sunghoon walked out the store first, with Jungwon and Niki already having left sometime earlier.

You tried not to trip as Heeseung dragged you to the vehicle, finally releasing his grip on your hair before shoving you in the car.

Looking ahead, you saw Sunoo in the driver's seat, Jay soon climbing into the seat beside him followed by Jake appearing out of nowhere.

"This is ridiculous, you know that?" You started, gritting your teeth slightly from how much your head hurt, "I've been playing by your rules all fucking day, and now you just decide to punish me with a random sneak attack from your blood-thirsty goons?"

"You know what you were up to in that store, ____, so cut the innocent act," Jake started defensively, "We saw everything from outside."

"You saw what?" Jay inquired, fastening his seatbelt as Sunoo took off in the truck, exiting the parking space.

"She must've told that old chick something off about us. I caught her trying to call the cops in the back," Sunghoon clarified.

"I didn't tell her anything about you sickos... she just recognized Jay and wanted to help, given how crazy you clearly are," you fought back, wrestling with the door knob but to no avail.

"God, can I just punch her again?" Niki groaned in annoyance, "I swear, she never stops running her damn mouth."

“Remember what Jay said, we're not allowed to leave any bruises on his precious toy,” Heeseung sighed, cracking his knuckles and glancing at you from his seat, “…Unfortunately.”

“What’d you guys do to Mandy?”

The car nearly rocked you out of your seat before Jungwon reached over a hand to hold you in place, “We cooked her in a skillet with onions and bell pepper.”

Their lack of humanity was unbelievable.

“What’d you sick freaks do to her!?” You screamed with a cracked voice, pushing Jungwon's hands off of you in a fit of rage.

Sunoo was getting so annoyed with your whining that he slammed his foot and the gas, causing the view outside the window to become blurry given the increased speed.

"Hey, try not to get us all killed before we even get there, speed demon," Jungwon sighed, wrapping his hand around the roof's coat hook.

Sunoo slightly slowing down a bit as he trailed down a rocky path you're sure you've seen recently.

Maybe even just yesterday.

Before you knew it, the truck was coming to a complete stop under the shady forest-life surroundings, doors unlocking in sync at every which end.

Just like before, Jake and Heeseung carried you out of the vehicle before detaining your arms, clutching you by both the armpits.

Your shoulders were starting to tingle from how tightly they held onto you, your feet dragging dumbly behind as they walked towards a ledge where the rest of the boys stood nearby.

By now, you're not sure if it was the fear making you feel dizzy, or your lack of energy from being starved all day, but what you knew for sure was that fighting against the seven boys always made you feel better than just taking their plows.

“I know you’re not gonna throw me over, so you can put me down already," you taunted them, frustration still ever present in your voice as you spoke, "You punks don’t have the balls to.”

"Oh, yeah," the eldest boy started amusedly, "Maybe I'll have to prove you wrong sometime-"

“For the love of God, would you stop being horny for one second?” Jay cringed in disgust, to which Heeseung only chuckled in response.

“Look. Sunghoon and I have a better idea,” Jungwon offered, motioning for Niki to walk towards you as Jake and Heeseung still held you firmly in their arms.

“Mhm, and what’s that?” You challenged, not feeling threatened in the slightest by Niki’s presence in this moment.

You’d give it to him that he was scarier than the others, but his age was enough for you to underestimate him.

Bad move, honestly…

“You say we won’t throw you over, right?" Niki huffed, staring you down with his piercing eyes as he stood behind you, "Then I say let’s prove that theory wrong,” Niki grunted, kicking you in the back as gravity snatched you clean from Jake and Heeseung's grip.

You tumbled down the hill, rocks and sticks coming into contact with your fragile skin before you rolled into a steep ditch, falling flat on your back. A bit of dirt got caught in your throat, making you cough more than desired given how sore your stomach was feeling now.

“What the fuck, Niki?” Sunghoon scolded the younger boy, aggressively pushing his shoulder.

“I had to do something! Otherwise we would’ve just spent our time taunting her for hours. And besides, she was gonna rat us out anyway.”

Sunghoon shook his head at Niki's words, “But Jungwon and I didn’t agree upon kicking her over the ledge, Niki... Jay, aren’t you gonna do something about this? She could die down there!” Sunghoon pressed, a worried expression wavering over Jake’s face now, too.

“And I’ll worry about that in the morning,” Jay said plainly, biting his lip as if in thought before continuing, “Go home. All of you.”

“But," Sunoo started, finally starting to feel an emotion other than anger, "what about you?”

“I’ll get back my own way. Just do as I say,” he answered coldly, leaving the camp sight and heading up the hill, likely to walk home for the night.

"All… alright then," Heeseung frowned almost, motioning with his hand for the rest of the boys to follow him as they walked back to the truck, obeying Jay's words.

You heard most of the conversation but your coughing caused you to miss a few parts. Though, one phrase echoed in the back of your mind a few times as your eyes began to fail you in the darkness of the hole.

She was gonna rat us out anyways...

That's when you felt something fuzzy crawl over your hand.

Wait- no?

It was actually kind of cold and sticky- OH MY GOSH, something else just crawled over your foot!

A- and... what the heck, your face.

A family of rats ran rampant around you, your scream of terror causing the sickening creatures to retreat to whatever hole they crawled from as you got up from the ground, now feeling more disgusted than ever.

The tears were finally starting to fall again.

The squeaks that croaked from their tiny bodies was enough to make you feel nauseous, and the smell of rot that emitted all around you didn't seem to help, either.

You fell back to your knees, too weak, too hungry, and too hurt to keep pushing yourself. And for what? That clan of reckless freaks who had no other goal in life but to help Jay fulfill his delusional needs?

A cluster of thoughts floated within the foggy space of your mind.

What if you submitted to Jay from now on?

Would that really make him happy?

Would that really change the rocky course in which your life already in pieces was crumbling upon?

No, you fought with your depleting strength, I can't give up on myself… not just yet.

You tried climbing out of the ditch, shoving your feet into the soft dirt that made up the walls, but you were already in too deep.

It didn’t bring you any more comfort knowing that you’d be stuck down here for the rest of the night, and maybe even longer if Jay saw fit. No matter how loud you screamed nor how pitifully you cried, no one was coming to save you.

Ｔｏｂｅｃｏｎｔｉｎｕｅｄ…

☆ ᴀ/ɴ: in no way, shape, or form does this fanfic intend to romanticize unhealthy relationships or abusive behaviors. i simply write for entertainment and creative purposes. thus, reader discretion is always advised.

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☆ Special credit to @kimjiho1 for the vintage borders used in this fic !! She called me “cute” and “bro” in the same sentence once, and I nearly folded in half—

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angelltheninth · 9 months

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Webtoon and Manhwa Masterlist

PURPLE HYACINTH

Early Morning Sex with Kieran White

Undercover Mission with Lauren Sinclair and Kieran White

Reunion Sex in the Bath with Keiran White

LOOKISM

Jealous Xiaolong Fingers You Against the Wall

Riding Xiaolong's Face

Flirting Headcanons with Daniel, Gun, Xiaolong and James

Sending Nudes to Daniel, Jay, Zack and Euntae

Gun Park Being Your Co-Worker with Benefits

WINDBREAKER

Joker and Wooin Smut Drabble

Swallowing Vinny Hong's Cum for Breakfast

Being Jay Jo's Flirty Rival

Vinny Hong Uses You for Stamina Practice

Jahyeon Jo Fucks You So Hard You Can't Talk

MORGANA AND OZ

CLOUD WALKER

JUNGLE JUSTICE

MR. BAEK

Hair Braiding and Morning Fluff with Dogyeong Baek

Dating Headcanons for Isu and Dogyeong Baek

Teasing Isu Baek While He's on a Mission

Dogyeong and Isu Baek Make You Their Toy

Toy Use in the Office with Dogyeong Baek

SOLO LEVELING

Childhood Friends to Lovers with Sung Jinwoo

Rivals with Benefits with Sung Jinwoo

Sung Jinwoo Loving to Be Praised

Sung Jinwoo Carried You Back While You're Injured

Cockwarming and Teasing Sung Jinwoo

KILLING STALKING

Sangwoo Marks You So Everyone Knows Who You Belong To

Sangwoo Forces You to Wear His Clothes

Soft Yandere Sangwoo Sleeps Over

Sangwoo Gets You Pregnant So You Don't Leave Him

OF SWAMP AND SEA

VILLAIN TO KILL

THE REASON WHY RAELIANA ENDED UP AT THE DUKE'S MANSION

Being King Siathrich's Secret Lover

Noah Wynknight Brings Flowers to Your Picnic Date

Going Undercover with Noah Wynknight

KING OF THE OCTAGON

ONCE A HERO

CAPE OF SPIRITS

NEVERMORE

Nevermore Girls with a Bubbly Girlfriend who Can Kill Anyone

Merry and Mourn Use Their Tentacles on You

Bonding Time with Nevermore Men

Nevermore Men Get Caught Masturbating

Montresor + Hate Sex

Kinks with Montresor and Prospero

How Nevermore Men Have Sex

#webtoon x reader #manhwa x reader #purple hyacinth x reader #lookism x reader #windbreaker x reader #morgana and oz x reader #cloud walker x reader #jungle justice x reader #mr baek x reader #solo leveling x reader #killing stalking x reader #of swamp and sea x reader #villain to kill x reader #king of the octagon x reader #the reason why raeliana ended up at the duke's mansion x reader #once a hero x reader #cape of spirits x reader #nevermore x reader

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purpleenhypen0-0 · 8 months

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Yandere! Enhypen Reaction To You Self Harm!ng

A/N-This is just for entertainment purposes. These behaviors should not be reenacted in real life. Especially self harm!ng. Please don't do that irl you are so worth it❤🥺

Tw-cussing(jus a lil)

I don't wanna include Ni-ki bc of his age and this is counted as a more mature subject to me(you'll be in the next one riri💓)

𓆏Jungwon

You were in the kitchen cooking dinner when Jungwon walked in wearing a white tanktop, sweating enough for little liquid dots on his arms and face. You on the other hand, were wearing a hoodie But you were the worst. "Darling it's hot. You should really take that off," Jungwon says, turning the ac as cold as he could get it. "I-I'm fine won. I'm not even that hot," Your red face said otherwise. Jungwon eyes you. He knows you're hot, even more than he is. So he takes slow steps towards you. "Y/n, show me your arms, now." It was all coming together for him. You looked more drained everyday, sadder, more tired, plain exhausted. You always refused to wear short sleeves, saying you were more comfortable in long sleeves. He knew, and you knew it. "Wonie I... What do you mean?" You knew exactly what he meant. "Show me your arms now," he repeats. Your head hangs low as you slowly tuck your fingers into the hem of your sleeves, pulling them up to reveal long deep marks of pinkish purple cuts. Jungwons eyes go soft, welling up with tears. "I don't understand, w-was it something I did???" He stutters out. Your body fills with guilt head to toe as tears stream down his face. You pull him into your embrace and apologize as many times as you can, promising him you won't do it again. After that day Jungwon isn't as aggressive with you. He speaks calmly and holds his patience. Never raising his hand on you again.

𓆏Heeseung

"Baby hurry up, I have to use the restroom." Heeseung says from outside of the bathroom door. Your heart drops into the pit of your stomach. You panic, washing the blood off of your arms and shoving the razor in a droor. Heeseung gets a little worried hearing the ruckus going on. "Baby? Y/n are you alright love?" Your still rinsing the blood down the sink. "Yea Hee I'm fine! Just washing my hands." You shout, hoping you sound convincing. You weren't self harming because of heeseung, but because of stress. You knew he would blame himself if he found out no matter what you told him. You're beginning to feel dizzy due to the blood loss. Heeseung knows better than for someone to spend 5 minutes washing their hands. He starts shaking the knob of the door, telling you to unlock it and let him in. When he receives no answer, he starts beating through the door with his fist, no cares of the pain and blood on his hand. When he finally grabs the known from the inside and gets in. He's met with your fainted body on the floor. He immediately goes into a panicked state and picks you up, running you down to the car. The whole ride there he's regretting everything, the punishments, the yelling, the jealousy, every time he's laid his hands on you. He was sick for hurting someone so precious. Better yet, making them hurt themselves. He imagines every way to apologize when you wake up at the hospital. Hoping you'll do the right thing and just leave him.

𓆏Jay

Jay is definitely not the most patient person you'll meet. Normally, you were used to the yelling, after all, he never went any further than that. It was a Monday, so as usual, you came home exhausted with everything in you. "Where the fuck have you been," You jumped. It was Jay, his voice sounded more like he was making a statement than asking a question. You game him a confused look, wondering why he looked so pissed. "I don't like repeating myself," he says. "I-What do you mean baby?" You were genuinely lost. "Do you have any idea what time it is Y/n?" You checked your phone. 𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙩. You had fell asleep on the bus ride home. They must've gotten into traffic, it happens often. Suddenly you feel the breath knocked out of you, your back pressed against the wall that was inches behind you seconds ago. It took you a couple seconds to realize, he had his hands around your neck. He laid his hands on you, something he swore he'd never do. You tried to let out a sound, anything, but nothing came out. Your eyes starting to blink out tears. You were truely scared of him. He seemed to snap out of his daze, instantly letting you out of his grip. You let out a gasp and ran upstairs to your shared bedroom, locking the door behind you. You were done. You had taken enough of this, his manipulation, lies, psychotic behavior, all of it. You had no where to go. You felt your life collapse in a single second, just when you were starting to trust him. You remembered the first tactic you'd use when you were 15. Something that seemed to take away pain.(IT DOESN'T, THIS IS FOR THE PART, I SPEAK FROM EXPERIENCE) You went into the bathroom and grabbed a razor from the shower, instantly bringing it to your arm, ignoring jays quiet sobs outside for you. "Baby I'm so sorry, please let me in." Nothing. Suddenly he starts shaking the knob. "Answer me Y/n please. You can't ignore me forever, let's talk about this." Your skin was burning, a familiar sting in your veins. His begs becoming more faded. The last thing you saw before going unconscious was a crying jay, on he's knee holding you in his arms all while on the phone with an emergency operator, muttering out a series of apologies.

𓆏Jake

Idk accidental self h4rm bc your a clutz luv☹️

The poor baby had a panick attack when he got a call from you that you were in the hospital, one bc you were in public with other guys that he didn't trust, two bc you were hurt. He only relaxed when you told him you had only accidently cut your hand pretty bad while making lunch(a̶n̶d̶ t̶h̶a̶t̶ y̶o̶u̶ h̶a̶d̶ a̶ f̶e̶m̶a̶l̶e̶ d̶o̶c̶t̶o̶r̶)̶ . He scolds you a lil and reminds you to be careful next time. Little did you know, there would be no next time😂 He won't let you cook again when he's not around, no matter what it is. He'll cook it for you. (I hope this one was a little wholesome yandere-ish break from the others 😂)

𓆏Sunghoon

You woke up feeling extremely light headed. Sunghoons bedset tucked around you. You pulled your arms to the side and saw bandages covering them. You think through the day and wonder when you passed out while you were cutting at your wrists. You started harming yourself about a month and a half ago, after finding out Sunghoon was the one who murdered your parents. After all the years he told you it would be okay and they would catch who did it. Giving you a place to stay. Building up trust. Making you love him. He betrayed you. Like everyone else did. You wondered where he was. Laying in the room for another 6 minutes before the door slowly creeks open. Revealing a soft eyed Sunghoon. You could tell he'd been crying, but he still smiled when he saw you were awake. "Oh baby you're okay!" He said with exclamatory relief. Running over to hug you. "I'm so sorry. I promise I did what I did for a reason. I only wanted to take care of you love." Your parents were not the best, especially your dad. They'd both had their moments where they'd lay their hands on you viciously. After a long minute of him explaining while you could do nothing but sit, still processing. You understood where he was coming from. He sat and begged for your forgiveness for what felt like hours until you finally just hugged him and thought he was better for you than anyone else.

𓆏Sunoo

Harming yourself is nothing new. You've done it many times before you were with sunoo. He knows you get stressed easily, so he's very soft with you. That's where his yandere comes in. He's so soft that he wants to keep you from the cold world that hurt you before he came to take care of you, so he can keep you safe and under his loving care. So what does he do about school, well the answers simple, he drops you out. But, he has no clue of the thoughts about college racing through your mind lately. Wondering if it's too late to try school again. Better yet, wondering if sunoo will even let you go to school, let alone college if you ask him. Stress building up. Your sensitive body isn't mentally built up for all the hard thoughts you put on yourself. Normally, you just tell sunoo and he makes it all better. But this is different, what if he gets upset with you for wanting to go back, what if he leaves you? Sooner or later, you let your mind get the best of you and felt like you couldn't talk to anyone. You pick up a pair of scissors, slowly opening them, you eyelshes shiny with soft tears. And cut one little line on your lower arm right above your wrist. *click* Sunoo's home from school(he goes to a private) "Sweets, I'm home." He calls out. You wanted to drop the scissors and run. But you couldn't, regret. That's what it was. You couldn't just tell sunoo. You burst out crying. Hearing the noise, Sunoo rushes over to the kitchen. He takes a moment to process what lies before him. Once he realizes what's going on, his heart shatters. He drops his bag and runs over to you, pulling you into the warmest hug possible. He didn't even care to ask. He didn't want to make it any worse than it already was. Long story short you explained to him later(after pinkie promising to never harm yourself again) and he let you go to his school with no hesitation. Don't expect him to not tug you away from guys he's not familiar with, you are his and his only after all.

I'm sooo srry ik it's not my best but I was in a big rush, if there is anything you would like to correct/add I would love if you did so💓Thank you sm for reading!

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heeseung-min · 2 months

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"Y/n, come eat. It's not good to hold your hunger."

Jay said as he put the meal on the table. It's been three days since your lovely cat died and you isolated yourself in the bedroom. The only thing you did was bath and sleep. Jay started to get worried about your health. He knew how close you were with your cat. He can still remember the first day he brought the cat and you were the one taking care of the cat until the last breath.

"I'm pretty sure Lucky doesn't want you to get sick and you know it's not your fault she died."

Lucky was the name of the cat. You named it because you believed she brought luck to the house. Lucky has three colours on its body; white orange and black. The colours make her body looks so pretty and her doe green eyes makes her more beautiful than other cats.

You slowly stand up and went to unlock the door and saw Jay was standing on the other side. He gives reassuring smile when he saw your appearance. Red eyes from sobbing harshly, the tears already dried but he knew you've been crying so much. Jay spread his arms and let you walked closer to hug his body. He caressed your back when you started to cry again.

"It will be okay"

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It's really short and not yandere. I made this because my cat died three days ago. She is the most closest to me so it affected me so bad. I watched her grew up when she's still out of her mom's womb. I let her explore my bed when she still learning how to walk. She always go to my bed and sleep with me sometimes. She is the prettiest cat I ever have and no other cats can match with her. I made this story as to cope with my sadness. I can't cry cus the tears won't go out but I do feel the sadness. I hope she's in good place now

#enha x reader #lee heeseung #nishimura riki #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #park sunghoon #park jongseong #jake sim #enhypen au #enhypen scenarios #enhypen angst #jay x reader #enhypen jay

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Yandere!demon! heeseung x human! Reader( Please?)

TOOTHPASTE MOJITO

✧warnings: Yandere/toxic themes, kidnapping, marriage, blood, violence, explicit stuff mentioned, somewhat sexual(?), alcohol consumption

❁synopsis: Heeseung, a demon of many demons that roams earth, bored. His eyes then land on y/n. The girl who was disgusted by her raspberry mojito, and proceeded to order more mojitos. That's when Y/n saw hell....

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Heeseung smirked, his hands stained with blood, as he stared at the limp body before him. Another day another slay, demon edition. He literally slays them. Could you blame him? I mean what did the drunkard expect? trying to steal his wallet. He didn't stand a chance. Heeseung groaned as he went to his mansion, maids slipping off his coat and placing his shoes aside, as he walked in. The man's rich, anything he wants he gets, money, shoes, cars anything.

But he was missing one thing... a wife. Sure he'd sleep with some girls now and then when he's bored, but none of that satisfies his loving for love. True love, the kind of love one'd find in any movie, a shoulder to lie on, a person to turn to and feel comfortable. The man checked himself out in the mirror, a branded leather jacket worn over his black button down shirt, and trousers to match it. He slipped on a Rolex of the many he owned, followed by some jewellery.

The man walked into the party, fitting in as Jay threw an arm over him "Thought you'd never come, I assume you're here for the girls?" Jay asked as Heeseung snickerred "not this time- I got some time off of work so I decided to drop in... where's the bar?" He asked as Jay pointed it out. The man sat down at the stool, beside him, he could see the back of a girl, her dark hair somewhat covering her bare back, she was dressed is a shimmering, short black dress.

So far she seemed like a hottie to him. "Ack- disgusting... It tastes like grass-" she complained turning around to the bartender. Heeseung got a the full view of her face. Fuck was she beautiful. Her eye makeup really did suit her, purple glitter reflecting blue, lips so plump and kissable, her nose slightly big, but really added a stunning touch to her pretty face. "Can I get a mojito with Ice... make it really minty" she said as Heeseung frowned at her.

As the bartender walked off to prepare her drink, Heeseung turned to face her "Minty mojito?... that'd taste like toothpaste in alcohol- its already minty as is why ad more?" He questioned as she giggled "Toothpaste mojito.... not a mint lover huh?" she asked then she froze "Wow... Jay knows so many attractive men but damn." she added quite boldly. "He seems to know very pretty girls... none as pretty as you though, can't believe he gatekept you from me... Heeseung." He introduced himself. "Y/n.... " she said with a smile

If only she knew there and then that he's a goddamn demon. Literally. She thought she was just drunk, one second she was at the party, the next in a luxorious bedroom with a fine man. That morning she realized, the man did the impossible, he literally teleported her. She saw him really murder a man. She looked under the blanket. No sign of pain, hickeys or anything, she smelled nice, dressed in a man's jumper, presumably Heeseungs.

Oh how stupid she felt. Thinking it'd be easy to sneak out of a demon's home without being caught. Acting cool, walking out as the guards assumed she was just some slut he slept with. "Where do you think you're going sweetheart?" he asked, her back against the wall, as his body trapped her. "uh... home? I need to feed my bunny" she excused as he just laughed.

"Oh baby how drunk were you?... you ARE home... and I fed your bunny see? *he said with a smirk pointing at the little white rabbit that rested comfortably in a more spacious cage". It was too much to process. did she move in with him? did something happen? are they in a relationship? "yes, I guess, and Yes.." he answerred without missing a beat, red eyes staring into hers. "Did I say that out loud?..." she asked as he smirked.

"As you can see darling, I'm a demon, I know everything you think about. When I first laid my eyes on you... thought I'd just let you stay in my bed one night.... then you talked to me and fuck." He groaned, holding her heart at his chest "feel that?! Im in fucking love with you baby, I fucking wanted you... no I fucking needed you. so here you are." He said with a smirk "You're crazy. Im not into you Heeseung. You can't just kidnap me, and my bunny and say im you're in love with me. Im leaving." She claimed confidentally

"That's where you're wrong. You're mine, you're not going anywhere and you won't need to, everything you need is in this mansion. If I want something sweetie.. I get it. How about you think twice before your decision, sure you wouldn't want to anger a demon... I KNOW you're smarter than that." He simply said. He's right. Only an idiot would do such a thing, she really had no choice... She was in hell and there's no going back....

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(so sorry to all my readers, Ill try work on the series's too, yes my blog is wet now- its no longer a dry desert)

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undisputedelite · 1 year

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Please don't make me do this to you this again You think it was uncomfortable for me to sleep last night? How do you think I felt? Not being able to touch you was torture. + Don't make me regret untying you. You be sorry. Warning: The following prompt is yandere which is a dark topic if this is uncomfortable for you, please do not read. 18+ Triggers: Bondage Stockholm syndrome (slight) Kidnapping

The sound of the clock on the wall: tick.tick.tick was the only sound she could hear since he had Jay had tied to the chair in the middle of the room also gagged and blindfolded the room was also dark so she couldn't tell what time of day it was thanks in part to the blackout curtains it wasn't too long ago before you had tried to escape from Jay but that didn't end well with him catching you and drugging you with a mild sedative and that was your current predicament as you began to wake up and began to panic and struggle but it wasn't helping as the restraints only got tighter and tears began to stream across your face after a while you could hear the sound of the door being unlocked as Jay stepped into the room and shut the door behind him he took a minute to stop and stare at her with a sad look on his face if only she hadn't tried to escape and leave he wouldn't have had to do this to her he spent a moment studying and watching her making a note of red marks on her wrists from struggling against the restraints as Jay walked across the room to the chair which she was bound to and watched her for a moment before removing the blindfold as she opened her eyes too look at him "Good morning princess how did you sleep?" you looked at him and tried to speak but couldn't struggling more "Did you say something? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you" Jay removed the gag from your mouth and watched as you took slow deep breathes, he reached out and grabbed you by the hair forcing you to look at him "Was it uncomfortable for you last night? Not being able to see hear or talk? How you think I felt princess?" "You think it was uncomfortable for me to sleep last night? How do you think I felt?!" you could see the look of anger on his face as you were forced to stare into his eyes the look on Jay's face softened a bit when you began to cry "Not being able to touch you was absolute torture for me" he released the hold on your hair and his hand came to cradle your face "I don't like to do this to you but you gave me no choice" "I'm-I'm sorry" you managed to get out those words he looked at you "Anything else you want to tell me?" she looked at him "I'm sorry for trying to run away" "And?" Jay watched her facial expressions "I love you" he smiled at her "I love you too let me get you out of these restraints" slowly Jay began to untie her from the chair she fell into his arms and looked at him and he smiled at her "Come on let's go eat you must be hungry" she simply smiled at him "Okay" he looked at her again "Don't make me regret untying you. You will be sorry" he said with a stern but serious look on his face she looked up at him "Yes" "Yes what?" he asked Jay's facial features becoming more serious "Yes-yes sir" she said his face softened and he picked her up and carried her out of the room. She had learned her lesson… For Now

#jay white #yandere #yandere jay white #jay white x reader #aew oneshot #oneshots #fanfiction #njpw #aew headcanon #headcannons

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unoficialy-married-to-ace-austin · 2 years

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Can I request a Yandere with Jay White? “Do I need to remind you who owns your body?”

Do you Really have ‘Freewill’? (Stripper AU)

Summary: Jay sets the rules, hopefully you don’t break them

Prompt: “Do I need to remind you who owns your body?”

Warnings: general Yandere stuff, no actual smut but it’s implied.

Current pov

Past pov

Taglist: @fiskers7136 @peachmango-kombucha @kcloveswrestling @bellalutionn @xkennyxomegax @tummyyellin @cuzimacomedian @auburnwrites @damnnhausen @thesusbunny @blaquekittycat @writtingrose @moxleyunstable

Hair? Done

Makeup? Perfect

Heels? Tall

Clothes? ……limited

You checked over yourself in the mirror, preparing to go into the other room. For the first time since meeting Jay you had agreed to a private dance. You knew he would be pissed if he found out, but he was out of town and you were willing to risk it. You grabbed your lipgloss, adding a fresh coat to make sure your lips sparkled before going in.

“That guys here again.” Your friend Ashley said, touching your shoulder lightly. You looked over at her, shocked.

“I thought he was banned.”

She just shrugged before walking over to her station. You quickly stood, making your way down the hall to the door that led to the main part of the club. The door had a small window that you peaked out of, searching for the black haired man.

He had at one point been a regular, but he started to get… possessive. You would see him following you around town on days off. He was sending you gifts at work, and when you would just throw them away they were sent directly to your apartment. He even broke into the back to beat the shit out of a guy you were dancing for.

“Y/n!” You turned to see your boss walking towards you. “The hell are you doing out here?”

“Ash said the guy was here. You told the police he wouldn’t be allowed on the property.”

Your boss just laughed, shaking his head. “What the cops don’t know won’t hurt them. Besides, he’s one of our highest payers. Now go finish getting ready, you’ve got a dance.”

You walked down to the room you had been told to go to, pushing the door open.

“Hey….” Your voice caught in your throat when you saw Jay standing across the room, his arms crossed over his body.

“Oh sweetheart, you fucked up.”

“There she is!” The man greeted you as you walked into the room. It was small, only a small couch and a pole was in there, meaning you get much closer to the man. “Thought the old man was trying to hide you from me.”

“I don’t know why you are here, but I’m not fucking doing this. Your a creep, and need to leave.” You snapped, turning to open the door. Within a second a hand had a hold of you and you were spun to face him, your back pinned to the door.

“Where you running off to love? I think we can still have some fun.” His smirk was gone when you spit in his face, hoping he would let you go. Instead he pulled out what looked to be a switchblade and had it pushed against yo ur neck.

“Let me rephrase it, we are going to have some fun. In fact, your life is about to get a lot more fun.”

You were shaking in your heels as Jay walked towards you, the same bald he had held against your neck so long ago in his hand.

“Y-you ordered the dance?” You whispered, but quickly shut up when he gave you a look.

“Not that it’s your business, but ya. Got to town early and decided to see if my favorite toy was following the rules. I have to say, you disappointed me.”

“I’m sorry.” You mumbled, wanting to cry.

“I didn’t fucking say you could speak!” He snapped, causing you to jump. “I let you keep this fucking job, showing off your little body to everyone, but I gave you one very specific rule. Do you remember what it was?” You nodded. “What was it?”

“The only one who can touch me is you.”

“And yet, here you are.” He threw his arms out as though showing you what room you were in. The same one when he had told you you had no choice anymore. The room he said you were his.

“Now, how am I supposed to trust you ever again?” He was right in front of you as he spoke, and he took the blade to cut the fabric covering your breast to let him see them. “Perfection.” He mumbled to himself, reaching out to squeeze one.

“It’s like you forgot who you belong to. Do I need to remind you who owns your body?” He cut the bit of fabric coving your lower section, leaving you completely bare to him. He took the blade and gently pushed your chin up so you were looking at him.

“Maybe this is on me. I was stupid enough to think you were a good girl. I think you’re done with work.”

You get your eyes widen at his words. If you didn’t come here, you would be stuck at his house at all times. You would have no freedom. Ever.

“No! Please- Ah!” You let out a noise of pain as Jay slashed your side lightly with his knife. You looked down, seeing a bit of blood run down from the cut.

“If I ever, hear you say no to me again, I’ll fucking kill you. Do you understand?” Once you nodded he fully stepped away from you. “Go get in my car. I’ll get your things.”

“But, my clothes.” You whispered, hoping he would have something for you to cover up with.

“I’m parked less then 20 feet outside of the back exit. You had no problem showing your body off here, so you should be fine doing it out there.” He started to open the door, but stoped to look back at you. “And I hope your ready, I still have to punish you when we get home.”

#aew #fanfiction #request #yandere #headcanons #njpw #jay white x reader #jay white #aew headcanon #NJPW Headcanons #yandere!jay white

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bandgie · 9 months

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Bandgie's Masterlist!

All of these works are 18+, MDNI

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ warning! some of my works are dead dove/lemon

yellow is dubious/not too bad orange has mentions of gore/dubious consent red is noncon/full gore/graphic deaths

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Drabbles/One Shots

So Cruel - Miguel O'Hara

Pussy Eating - Miguel O'Hara

Beast of a Man - Tarzan

Pussy Eating - Gyutaro (Demon Slayer)

Quick Taste - xReader's Insert

An Uncertified Doctor - Alucard Castlevania

Pretty Boy (1) | Poor Baby (2) | My Pretty Baby (3) - Bangchan Stray Kids

Ateez MTL Pussy Eating - OT8 Ateez

Ghost in the Night - I.N Stray Kids

Cursed - I.N Stray Kids

Anon Req. Yandere - Bangchan Stray Kids

Before Class (1) | During the Party (2) - Huening Kai TXT

A+ Student - Felix Straykids

Car Drabble - Felix Straykids

Missionary With Them - Bangchan & Minho

Agora Hills - Changbin (skz)

Language Barrier - OT8 SKZ

Req: Gamer Boyfriend - Beomgyu (TXT)

Req: Dark Vampire - Yeonjun (TXT)

Req: Hate sex - Yeonjun (TXT)

The Spell of the Night - Huening Kai (TXT)

Req: Perv & Yandere - Seungmin (SKZ)

Req: Perv & Yandere (2) - Seungmin (SKZ)

Req: Jealousy - Seungmin (SKZ)

Desperate Drabble - Wooyoung (ATZ)

Req: Tarzan Continued - Tarzan

Req: Perv & Yandere (3) - Seungmin (SKZ)

Req: High with Perv - Seungmin (SKZ)

Req: Pervy Thoughts - Seungmin (SKZ)

Req: Choking - Bangchan (SKZ)

Req: Piss - Hyunjin (SKZ)

Req: First Time Domming - OT8 SKZ

Req: High With Them - Chanlix & Jisung (SKZ)

Req: Distracting - Beomgyu (TXT)

Munch Drabble - Jay (ENHA)

Bratty Head Drabble - Sunoo (ENHA)

Learning Kinks Drabble - I.N (SKZ)

Req: Hate Sex 2 - Yeonjun (TXT)

Req: Choking (2) - Bangchan (SKZ)

Req Drabble: Perv - Seungmin (SKZ)

Club Sex Drabble - Lee Know (SKZ)

Anal Drabble - Changbin (SKZ)

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ Series

Predator & Prey (Completed) - You were suddenly teleported to a snowy world while discovering a cave. After norrowingly escaping a terrible fate, you're practically forced to deal with a winged beast you saved. It's awkward and kinda mean, but it does more good than harm.

Lost & Found (Ongoing) - You hated the little town you lived in, you hated your job, hated how everyone knew everyone, you hated how your mother didn't care about how much you hated it. You needed to do something, to get out of this repetitive life. You've decided to apply to be a maid in the castle for the Viscount and his family. With this new life, you hope to change your pace. Yet, one of the sons can't help but give you an eerie sense of familiarity. (Second Part to Predator & Prey)

The Insides (Completed) - You have it all: a good job, a nice apartment, a doting boyfriend who loves you so much. It seems all swell, until he starts behaving strangely. Unfortunate for him, he's not the only person that fell head-over-heels for you. Well...not the only entity at least.

All in White (Ongoing) - Your father, that major of Neuva York, was hosting a party congratulating their safe environment by the hands of Spider-Man. You did not care for parties, only there for the alcohol and occasional good conversations. You managed to catch the eye of Spider-Man, and boy did he want a taste.

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ I do have requests/hard hours open! Here are some rules...

I will not write about underage characters, real or fake (unless they're adults playing as younger people ex: Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, etc.)

No shit! Like literal shit, no scat play (pee is fine, but no piss drinking)

Incest, including in laws (brothers bff/dad's co-worker is fine)

No age play (age gaps are fine)

No virgin reader (this might change, but not allowed as of now)

#hheeeyyyy here's my master list lmao #masterlist #oh gaawwddd its getting serious #im eating dinner rn #I burnt the chicken :(#mdni

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pynkgothicka · 1 year

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ＯｎＴｈｅＲｕｎＭＹＧ

Synopsis - Your father hires a piano tutor to get you into the musical arts. Coming from money, your almost instantly drawn in by your tutor, and more or less he feels the same way.

Pairing - Yandere! Yoongi x AFAB! Reader

Tags and Warnings - Consensual Sex, Harm towards Reader, Cigarettes getting put out on skin, death, mention of drugs, guns, yandere tendencies, gaslighting, manipulation

Authors Note - I'm actually kind of proud of this! I might rebrand as a general like horror fanfic author.

A friendly reminder that all my works are dark fanfiction! Please if you do not like that do not read them! This is your final warning before hitting the keep reading button!!

Piano.

Something that you never seen yourself picking up. But with your father's new pursuit to keep you as a renaissance child, you had no choice.

This what led you to sitting while your father spoke to your new teacher. He looked mean, but every once in a while you'd sneak a small glance at him. He was kind of attractive in the natural light that poured through the large windows of your kitchen.

“I trust that she'll exceed expectations. Isn't that right honey?”

“Yes sir.”

“Built off respect and patience. Exactly what's needed for such a refined practice.” Your father kept gushing. “Isn't that right Mr. Min?”

“Yes, now we'll be set up in the living room. If you need us, we'll be there.” You shivered under Mr. Min's touch. His hand on your shoulder as he ushered for you to go. You followed his lead and sat on the couch. He planted next too you, the smell of wood taking over. “Can you read sheet music?”

You snapped from your rushing imagination. You shook your head no, watching as the man's slender fingers went to his bag. He pulled out a small binder. He sat next to you and sat the binder on both of your laps. Your breath left your body, senses becoming more prevenlent than ever. For instance you saw your father sit on the loveseat in front of you, watching your every move.

“Stop being so squeamish. Carry yourself with pride.” Your father chastised. Yoongi let out a grunt head shooting up and eyeing daggers at the man. “Fine. I'll leave you two alone.”

Mr. Min cleared his throat before continuing to flip the pages within binder. “You know majorly of these are self composed. You wouldn't be learning the classics, is that alright with you?” Your tutor spoke, voice laced with silk. You nodded once again obediently. “Your so quiet, it's cute.”

Your mind began to race once again.

Does he find you attractive?

“I hope that's not a issue…” You mumbled. Mr. Min chuckled opening the rings of his binder, and pulling out a laminated sonnet. He closed both the binder and the rings placing the binder next to him on the couch. He replaced the spot with the single page, giving you a slight smile.

“Its not. Don't worry. Now are you ready for your first lesson?”

🎹

“Here's the check for this months lessons Mr. Min.” You handed the envelope filled with bills, now having the lessons being taught exclusively at his place. He'd pick you up every other day and have his lesson for 4 hours before dropping you back off. Having done this led you to form a sort of bond with your teacher.

He'd have you play on the keyboard in his room, which you were sat in right now, having finished another lesson with Mr. Min. He took the money from your hand and smiled setting it on the piano itself. “Before we go, I want to talk to you about something.”

“Hmm?”

Mr. Min's hand went to touch and rub at your thigh. The white frilly dress your father made you wear, rode up. “I know how you look at me. How your breath hitches anytime I touch you. Hell even how you squirm anytime I pick you up.”

“You do?” You say, voice now small and you look everywhere but your teacher.

“Mhm. Do you like me sweetheart? Like, romantically like me?”

“Umm. I guess… Are you going to tell my dad?” You ask quickly looking at Mr. Min. He let out a small laugh, his hand how moving in slow circular motions. It was soothing, your rushing mind now slowed.

“No, of course not. Your just about a grown woman, being 19. It's okay to have secrets. This is between us.” And with that he pecked your lips, keeping his there longer than usual. Slowly he pulled away, pink gloss now on his own. “I like you the same way.”

You couldn't be more ecstatic. This was a entire new territory, you never even interacted with a man that's interested in you romantically. Well besides the suitors your father tried to put you with. The entire situation felt so scandalous, and you loved it. “I'm… can you kiss me again Mr. Min?”

“Yoongi, and of course.”

🎹

Ever since that day you and Yoongi have been doing everything except play the piano. He'd shown you his sort of “recreational” room. Yoongi had shown u a whole new world, one filled with drugs and sex.

“Your beautiful.” Yoongi complimented thumb brushing over your cheek. You laid on top of him, looking deep into his eyes. The connection between the two of you, more connected than ever. “I'm so happy you're in my life.” He pursed his lips signaling for you to grab his cigarette from the nearby ash tray. This had become a common practice you placing the cigarette in between his lips and him pulling you down to kiss the smoke into your mouth.

“Oh Yoongi, I couldn't agree more.” You lived your life in this dreamlike state, carrying yourself within the state of the relationship. “I love you so much.”

“Prove it. Get rid of that dress, I want to see you.” You did as he asked, sitting up on top of him. You went to the skirt of your dress, pulling up and your white lacy bra and panty set exposed to the world. Yoongis hands almost immediately went to the rest of your dress, helping you slip it over your head. “Climb off me real quick, I want you to see me too.”

Once again you obediently, moved back on couch watching intently as the scene in front of you unfolded. Yoongi pulled off his shirt and pants, skin shinning in the purple florescent lights of his room. Finally he pulled off his boxers, cock already hard for you. The whole situation reminded you of the first time Yoongi had taken you.

He walked up close to you, standing over your seated form. Yoongis hand went to your cheek, doing that same slow caress that brought you so much comfort. His thumb trailed to your mouth, almost instantly you sucking on it seductively. You knew how much he loved it when you acted flirty with him. He'd told you that it turned him on so much to have you show that you want him.

Yoongis other hand went to the bas did his length, slowly stroking himself. His dyed blonde hair hung over his face, eyes watching your every move. “I want you to suck me off.”

“Just like I always do?”

“Just like you always do.”

With that he removed his thumb replacing it with his cock. Your wrapped your tongue around his head, leaving small kisses on the tip. Yoongi groaned out pushing himself deep into your throat, his finger going for your throat. He usually tapped as a warning to relax, before he took control of your movements.

And you did, taking Yoongi into your mouth, your throat becoming nothing but a you for your boyfriend. And you couldn't have it any other way. His domineering presence has so much of an effect on you , so much to a degree that you'd allow him to do anything and you'd do anything for him. “Your so pretty, so good for me.” He groaned out thrusting into your face. Anytime he spoke he'd take his cigarette out of his mouth and then immediately put it back in. You'd watch him daggle it from his lips, your panties becoming more and more soaked by the second.

You kept looking up, holding back small gags. You hummed around him knowing yet another thing he loved from you. And god that nearly sent him over the edge, his grip on your hair getting tighter. Yoongi let go of your hair, slipping his now soaked length out of your mouth. He let the tip sit on your puffy lips, dribbles of pre falling them. “Why'd you stop?” You asked innocently.

“I want to cum inside of you baby.” He said moving away, making a small nod for you to take off the rest of your clothes. In which you did, your bra unclasping so that, your breasts could be exposed to your lover. Next you slid down your panties, almost teasing Yoongi. He let out a small chuckle before grabbing your ankle, and pulling your body towards him. He looked at the inside of your thighs seeing the burn marks he leaves from putting his cigarettes out on you. And hey he added another one, putting out his lit cigarette on your thigh, only for him rub at it soothingly. “I'm about to go in baby, tell em when your ready for me to start thrusting once I'm in okay?” You nodded in compliance.

Almost immediately he sunk himself inside of you. Yoongi sat inside of you for a moment. His arms framed your body as he leaned down to place a chaste kids on your lips.

“I'm ready.” You breathily moan out. And Yoongi doesn't back down, pulling out and thrusting himself back in. His pace was rough yet slow and he usually enjoyed drawing our both of your orgasms. He laid open mouth kisses to your ankle. “You feel so good Yoon- AH!” You moaned especially loud. He knew exactly what spot to hit repeatedly.

“I want to take you away baby… will you allow me to do that?”

“Yes! Anything! You feel so good….I love you.” You mumbled out in a string of groans. The way Yoongi looked down at you, filled you with such a genuine feeling of love.

“I want to keep you all to myself- shit I'm about to cum- you want me to cum inside you?!” His pace began to flatter as he neared both his and yours shared orgasm. You nodded quickly as your vision blurred with both white and the perfect sight of your boyfriend. And then you felt it. Both his and yours shared releases.

Yoongi came to a complete stop before falling on top you. His hands cupped at your face before he made out passionately with you. He pulled away, not before spitting in your mouth, reminding you of your place beneath him.

“Just you wait baby, I have so much planned for you.”

🎹

By the time you were dropped back off, it was dark out. You knew your father would be mad at you for being out so late. The entire time you sat in the car, Yoongis hand brushed over your exposed thigh. He had yet another loose cigarette hanging from his mouth as he drove.

When the two of you pulled into the yard, your father was already standing there with a stern look on his face. “Get inside. Now. Me and Mr. Min need to have a talk.”

“Yes sir.” You said meekly stepping inside and scurrying up to your room. You immediately went to your window and opened it up a crack just to hear what your father would tell the new found love of your life.

“What we're you thinking, bringing her back so late?!” Your father immediately yelled.

“Practice ran late, you have to understand things happen.”

Your father's hand went to the cigarette hanging in Yoongis mouth. He yanked it out and held it Infront of Yoongis face. “Do you fucking smoke around my daughter?!” He yelled, then stomping it out.

“Is that a problem?”

“I should've known not to take a recommendation for her. Your bad news, I'm getting a new teacher. Don't you ever come near her am I understood?” Your father said rasing his voice yet again.

“Your going to regret that. You just don't even know where the hell have I ‘came’ when it comes to her.” You gasped, covering your mouth. You were certain that Yoongi had just hinted to your father of what the two of you have been doing.

“Get the fuck out of my yard. I'll call the cops of I even hear about you being in my neighborhood.” With that your father walked away and you heard the front door slam shut. You stayed at the window and watched as Yoongis facade faded.

He went to his car and slumped back. He looked up at you, seeing that loose smirk that always gave you butterflies. Yoongi looked directly at you before pulling off.

🎹

BANG!

You shot up in a cold sweat as you heard a loud bang downstairs. The ground was cold as you got up from your bed. Everything was still, you quietly made your way to your bedroom door. Your night gown dragged as you made your way down the dark hall.

“Baby…” A singsong voice rang out from down stairs. You knew exactly who it was. Yoongi, your saviour. You quickly made your way downstairs and ran into Yoongis chest, arms wrapping around him.

“Yoongi! I- I thought I'd never see you again. What are you doing here?! My father is going to k-” Yoongi placed a finger on your lips.

He took your hand and led you further into the house. Through the kitchen, all the way to the side door that leads into the garage. On the way there you saw broken vases and signs of struggling. He pushed the door open and you nearly screamed at the sight.

Your father was tied up beaten to a bruised pulp on the ground. He had a rag in his mouth and all you could do was gasp and shake. Your fathers eyes widened as he met your own, his yells muffled. Yoongi can't help but let out a small chuckle at the situation. All you wanted to do was run to your father's aid but Yoongi made sure to keep you in a vice grip. “No! Yoongi let go! Let go please I need to help him!

He pulled you towards your body, Yoongi placing a hand on the small of your back. “No. You don't want that. You want freedom, you told me yourself. You want for me to take you away, and there's only one way to do that.”

Yoongi pushed a gun into your empty hand. A gun you'd seen rarely, something he told you he's rarely even shown you. He only shown it to you just to prove that he can protect you.

You trembled as Yoongi pushed your hand, pushing the end of the gun to your father's head. All he did was scream and cry out. Yoongi let go of your arm as he kneeled down next to your father's body. “Shes going to kill you ya know? She's just so loyal to me. Plus why would she side with a man whose done nothing but treat her like a child?” Yoongi pushed your father, teasingly. His hand then ment to your nightgown as he pushed up exposing your cigarette bruised thighs. “And look at that? You know what that is? That's me, marking your daughter as my own.”

“Now. Shoot him.”

“I… I can't!” You cried out.

“Why not?!”

“Hes my dad, I… I can't please Yoongi.”

“Fine I'll do it myself.” Yoongi took the gun from your shaking hand and almost immediately pointed it back to your father's head and pulled the trigger.

You screamed out as your father's blood shot onto your feet and legs. You fell to his side crying into his slowly freezing body. Yoongis hand went to your hair, and he pulled you back connecting the both of your lips. He groaned into your mouth, and pulled away slowly.

“Now that's done, go pack your things. Your coming back with me.”

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