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yanderelovee · 2 years
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👀Bokuto kidnapping you and being... almost sweet? Ur confused, but he takes that opportunity to rail you ;). -🍙
He's just so sweet isn't he? I hope I did him justice, took me a while to figure out how I wanted to write him. I didn’t want to go full smut but still enjoy! 
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Yandere!Bokuto Kōtarō x Reader, 
TW: Implied-Noncon, Kidnapping, Forced Relationship, Bondage, Forced drugging.
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Home Sweet Home
The first thing you noticed when you woke up in a place you didn't recognize was the soft plush of the mattress under you. The hazy feeling surrounding your mind as it slowly began to clear. 
Taking in the room that wasn’t yours. Trophies sat along a shelf, pictures on the wall of people you’ve never seen before. A high school volleyball team, the MSBY Black Jackals team right in the center, an old white and black jersey encased in a frame. 
Fear gripped you tightly. Sitting up only to be pulled back down, noticing the coarse rope on your wrists. Another thing you didn’t notice until now was just how naked you were and the silk sheets did nothing to stop you from shivering. 
“Oh!” You heard a happy chirp come from the bedroom door. 
You knew him from somewhere, the gray and black spiked up hair, yellow eyes that seemed to always be on you. He was well built and tall, eyes sparkling from the moment they landed on you. 
“I didn’t think you’d wake up so soon, Akaashi said it’d last a few hours,” looking at you and then away like a puppy trying not to beg. Licking his lips, “I won’t complain though.” 
A big grin coming across his face as he sat down beside you. A hand too close to your side made you squirm a little out of the way. He didn’t seem to mind. “It’s been so hard to hold back, but you’re finally here with me!” 
Seeing your confusion, he jumped up a little. “Oh! You probably don’t know who I am,” pouting at his honesty before turning back to you. “I’m Bokuto Kotaro, Wing-Spiker for MSBY Black Jackals.” 
That’s how you knew him, this was the Bokuto Kotaro, you’ve seen him play during high school and now in professional league. You were just a fan, meet him a few times so why were you in, you could only assume in his bedroom. 
“Why...” You found yourself whimpering. 
He leaned closer, head tilted to the side. “Why? Oh, you mean the ropes? I didn’t want you to hurt yourself when you woke up.” 
“No, why am I here Bokuto-san?” 
Bokuto opened his arms wide, “because we are going to be living together from now on! Thats why, silly!” 
Living together? You barely knew him! 
“Please let me go.” 
He pouted once more, a hand to his chin lost in thought. Discarding whatever his previous thought was or maybe it was just to much for him to think about. Either way, it didn’t matter.
The consequences of kidnapping and holding someone against their will, even he wouldn’t be spared jail time if people found out. Whether he was famous or not. 
“No, I don’t think I will.” He stated, moving to straddle your hips. Making sure to not put as much weight on you, “you just don’t know it yet but we were meant to be! Even Akaashi says I focus much better when you are around, we’ve only met a few times but it’s fate! You are always seated where I can see you...” 
You drowned out his voice focusing on the way his hands begun to trail across your sides up your chest and back down to a place you didn’t want him to touch. All the while he was talking, Bokuto took off his shirt showing off his well built physique. 
Closing your eyes you let out a breath, finally tuning back into him hoping to bring him back from whatever fantasy he thought you would agree to willingly. 
“...and don’t worry about anything, I know what I’m doing. Akaashi is already getting the paperwork done and then we can tell the whole world! Won’t that be fun, babe?” 
“N-No it wouldn’t be.” You started to tremble, scared of what he plans. Judging by the way he was currently looking at you with lust blown eyes and a hard-on slowly rocking against your hips; you were an unwilling participant.
Bokuto didn’t know the meaning of personal space, cupping your tear-stained cheeks and pressed them together to stop your babbling. He knew you were confused, who wouldn’t be when they wake to their soul mate! “Why not?” 
Why? Brows pushed together trying to push him off you with any amount of strength only succeeding in tiring yourself out more. “Because who would think it's fun to be married to their kidnapper?! You’re crazy! Let me go!” 
Bokuto froze, you wouldn’t want to be married to him? Why? What could he do to change your mind? You just weren’t in the right state of mind, he could help you! You wouldn’t have to worry about a thing! 
Shaking his head and got off you. For a second you breathed a sigh of relief, but the ropes weren’t loosening, nor were you given a shirt or any form of cover as Bokuto left you and came back with something in his hands. 
“Akaashi said I should use this on you if you are difficult, I really didn’t want to!” Straddling you once more, popping the cork off the bottle. A pinkish liquid shined as it was tipped towards your lips. No chance to shut your mouth with his hand gripping your jaw and keeping it open. “Hey hey, be good! It’ll be good for the both of us and then, and then after we can discuss things once Akaashi comes back!” 
Forcing, what you can only assume is an aphrodisiac, down your throat. Bokuto kept a steady hand on you, rubbing his thumb in circles on your hip. Eyes taking in everything: from the way your lip quivered to the sweat slowly beginning to trickle down your cheek to your pupils growing wide. Akaashi said it would work fast but he didn’t think that fast. 
It was a good thing he was impatient when it came to you. Having knocked you out after a fan meeting, you were the last person and he couldn’t have been happier. Akaashi didn’t say much, only told him to be careful. 
How could he be careful around you? You were just to sexy and he couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer. He waited enough, yeah? 
Rest his forehead against yours, slipping out of his boxers and taking in just how much you wanted this as well. You just needed a little push after all! 
He cooed at you, kissing your cheek and then your lips taking it slow before devouring you in a heated kiss. You couldn’t deny he was a good kisser for an over-grown puppy, you didn’t know what you’d expect. 
Pulling back to get air, he panted above you. Pressing the tip of his cock against you, rubbing up and down and licked his lips. “Can I?” 
Of course he asked, not like he waited for you to answer. 
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