οΏΌPossessiveness β Yandere!Tobio Kageyama
- Warning(s): Mention of bloodοΏΌ, light degradation
"Why did you hurt him?! You almost killed him!" You screamed at him, tears falling down your cheeks. Although your scared look, you were looking at him with hateful eyes. You were angry, you hated him for everything he did to you. But still, you didn't know how you were blushing each time his gaze was meeting yours. "Because he was flirting with you and he even touched you."
You were taken aback by his words. Taking advantage of your brief moment of distraction, he took the opportunity to press you against the wall behind you and put an arm on either side of your body, trapping you in his grip. You didn't know what to do anymore, only staring up at him, your eyes wide open.
"Oh, stop looking at me like that, baby. You know I love it when you look at me with those cute scared little puppy eyes of yours, you know how much it can excite me." He smirked creepily, moving one of his bloody hands to carefully tuck a lock of hair behind your ear.
"Y-You're completely insane!" You exclaimed, your voice trembling, holding back from slapping his hand away, knowing that it might annoy him and probably even get you in even more trouble.
Kageyama softly chuckled at your words, he didn't mind that you thought he was crazy, in fact he didn't give a fuck. Biting his lower lip lightly, he leaned forward, his gaze shifting from your eyes to your lips. Thinking you had anticipated his next move, you turned your head to the side, but realized that your predictions were wrong when you heard once again his soft chuckle near your ear.
"Hm.." He hummed, his hot breath falling into the crook of your neck, giving you many delicious chills all over your body. "But I know very well that you like it, sweatheart." His deep voice and his words made you rub your thighs, which didn't go unnoticed by your interlocutor.
He was fucking right. Although he was crazy and could sometimes disgust you when he went too far, you couldn't help but like that side of him. His possesiveness, which could sometimes go beyond the limits, was lowkey attractive. But you would rather die than admit it.
You inhaled when he put one leg between your thighs, parting your legs to press his knee against your clothed pussy. You didn't know what to do when he grabbed your chin and turned your head almost violently to face him, your faces barely a few millimeters apart. You could even feel his warm breath on your lips.
"Look at me in the eyes." You caught yourself staring at his lips, which you had to admit, looked particularly seductive. "Say it, baby." You looked at him confused for a moment, before he moved his knee, creating a delicious rub against your clit, causing you to let out a moan.
"Say it. Say you like that side of me. Because I know you do" He whispered, his gaze lingering. You opened your mouth to respond, but another moan escaped your mouth when he exerted more pressure on your crotch, subconsciously causing you to grind on his knee.
"So pretty, aw." He pouted. "Weren't you a few minutes ago challenging me? But now here you are getting off on my leg? Such a dirty whore." He spat, his degradation provoking a long shiver to run down your spine.
You felt completely ashamed to feel so attracted to this man, who would be willing to kill everyone around you just to keep you to himself. But it was stronger than you, despite all the shit he had made you go through, you couldn't resist coming back to him each time and succumbing to his charm.
Suddenly his arm wrapped around your body and his hand violently gripped your hair, tilting your head backward. Your scalp started to painfully burn. You were at the same time both surprised and unsurprised at this sudden mood switching.
"Did you really think that I was going to be sweet and understandable, when just half an hour ago you were flirting with that little son of a bitch down the street?" He said harshly, his piercing eyes planted directly into your scared one. Even though you had experienced these scenes countless of times, you still couldn't help but feel fear growing inside you each time.
Without warning, his free hand slipped abruptly into your pants.
"I knew it." His harsh expression was replaced by a smirk that was both mischievous and terrifying, as he removed his hand from your pants, two fingers dripping of your wetness. "No matter what your brain tries to do to make you come to your senses and push me away, your body will never lie to me, baby."
You nervously bit your lower lip, knowing full well that he was right, again. But your thoughts were interrupted when Kageyama suddenly stucked his fingers wet with your essence into your mouth, ordering you to suck, which you did. A mixture of your sweet arousal and the bitter taste of blood spread over your tongue, teasing your senses.
"You know, if you keep being a good girl like this for me, I might consider forgiving you the filthy scene you did in front of my eyes earlier today." His attitude changed for the thousandth time that evening, becoming softer. "I might even be gentler on you. But that's only if you keep listening to me like you actually do."
His grip on your hair loosened so he could lift you up, prompting you to wrap your limp legs around his waist. "But remember, I might have been nice today, even a little too nice, but next time I won't hesitate to go hard to prove to you that you're mine and to never mess with me."
He quickly reminded you before possessively pressing his lips on yours and pinning you onto wall behind you. He was determined to take you right there and right now, not wanting to waste his time to go to his bedroom, or rather your shared bedroom, to remind you on who you belonged to.
On the other hand, you never understood what he found interesting in you and why he 'chose' you. Why had he developed such a sickly obsession with you, among all the other prettier girls out there?
Even if you wanted him to give you an explanation, don't you think he'll give you a clear one so soon. But one thing is still very clear, it's that he intends to keep you as his for a very, very long time.