WARNINGS: psychopathic tendencies, yandere!harry, psycho!harry, stockholm!syndrome, knife play, adrenaline rush, blood, condescension, degradation, sexual content, drug abuse, forced sex, orgasms, etc. ****IF YOU ARE NOT COMFY WITH THIS PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS!!!******
It was all going so well. At least, that’s what Harry made her believe. He would bathe, her feed her, clothe her, make her cum, and whisper sweet nothings in her ear as he promised to take care of her the rest of his life.
At least until she pushed him to the verge of murder. Which would be soon, he knew it was coming soon.
That’s how all the other girls acted when things were going well.
She wasn’t his first, but she definitely wasn’t going to be his last.
“It’s alright doll.” He sighed as he positioned her into a chokehold. “I got you. I’m always gonna be here to take care of you.” He pressed several kisses to her head and smiled at the tears that streamed down her face. “You know, crying looks ugly on you. You used to do it so much before you realized how much you need me.” He pointed out.
“Before you realized how much you love me.” Self defense classes would definitely be helpful right now. But of course her uptight family didn’t think such “rambunctious activities were necessary.”
“Let me go. I hate you.” She choked out through a sob as she tried to kick and scream. She mustered all the strength that she had left in her, but she knew she wouldn’t win.
“Shhhhh. It’s okay doll. It’s all gonna be okay. I’ll get you home. And we’ll get all nice and clean.” He whispered in a soothing voice as he reached into his coat pocket with his free hand and grabbed the syringe before removing the cap and slowly injecting it into her neck.
Hush little baby don’t say a word,
Harry’s gonna make sure your
Her body fell limp in his arms and he continued his version of the lullaby.
And if the baby starts to cry
Harry’s just gonna make sure that she dies.
He scooped her body up and carried her back to a bench, pulling out his phone he made a quick call while he sat her limp body down.
“Hey it’s me. Need you to come pick me up.” He called in a favor from a friend, knowing they’d have to listen or they’d be fucked.
Everyone knows not to mess with Harry or get on his bad side.
A few moments later a car arrived, Harry dumped her body in the backseat and hopped in before shutting the door.
“Take us home. I don’t have time for any fucking games either. So make it quick or I’ll blow your brain out and shove you in a suitcase.” He spat.
Moments later Harry was in the comfort of his own home. The living room reeked of blood and tobacco.
Carrying her limp body to her “bedroom” he laid her body on the mattress, covered her with the thin blanket and locked her wrists and ankles to each end of of the bed post. “ You’re gonna be the death of me.” He whispered as he stroked her soft cheek. “Just wait until i’m done with you.” Covering her mouth with tape, he glanced at her appearance one last time before going to the living room to clean up his mess.
He sat on the couch and bandaged his cuts and bruises he had made to show what would he would do to himself if she left him. He wanted her to know that she belonged here. Only he could take care of her and make her feel good.
Harry spent a good two hours scrubbing, mopping and wiping down the living room and hallway. The house smelled like fresh pine sol with a small hint of the fresh tobacco he burned.
Harry decided to freshen up and take a shower, he knew he would feel better once his sacrifice of blood was washed away. He knew his doll wasn’t as appreciative and grateful of him as she should be. But she’ll understand sooner or later, she needs him.
Standing in the boiling hot water, he turned it up even more to make sure he could feel his skin burning. It was the only way he could really feel something.
Washing away his blood, sweat and anger. He cleansed his body and scrubbed at his skin until his entire body turned a dark shade of pink.
He wanted to be squeaky clean when she woke up. He wanted to be prepared.
Stepping out of the shower, he wrapped himself in a towel and headed into his room to change.
Everything in his room was of Y/n. The sheets, the ones that she gave away once she graduated. The curtains, donated by her mother, the dresser, built by her father’s company, the lamps, gift of her grandmother’s.
Everything had to remind him of her. Let alone be a piece of her.
His clothes were neatly organized alphabetically and by color. He could have it no other way. One mistake and he’d rip the drawer apart and smash his fists into it until his fingers were soaked with blood.
He changed into a black t-shirt and shorts with black socks of course to match before heading into Y/n’s room.
He knew she would be sedated for a while, but he didn’t mind. He liked watching her sleep.
And that’s what he intended to do.
He made himself comfortable in the rocking chair as he began to sing
Hush little baby don’t say a word
Harry’s gonna make sure your
Her throat was sore, her head was spinning and she just wanted to take a minute to breathe.
“Glad to see you’re up doll.” Harry spoke from his seated position in the rocking chair. “ You’ve been out for 15 hours, 36 minutes and…” he checked his watch “22 seconds” He grinned. “ But it’s okay, i’ve kept you company this whole time.”
He slowly walked over to her and admire her stiff yet limp figure. “ You’re gorgeous when you aren’t putting up a fight or screaming at me.” He beamed as he moved a strand of hair away from her face. She flinched but it didn’t feel like her body was moving at all.
She tried to move her limbs and torso yet failed.
“S’alright love. No need to panic. Doped you up so good only those pretty little lips of yours can move when they’re wrapped around my cock.” He grinned.
“Let me go.” She spit as she tried to break free, but of course she ultimately failed. After several attempts of huffing and puffing she gave up.
“I wanna go home.” She pleased. “Please I’ll do anything.”
“Silly girl.” He cooed with a smirk. “You are home. This is Harry’s house. But now it’s your home too.” She sighed and gave up momentarily.
That’s not the answer she wanted to hear.
“I love when you submit to me.” He whispered in her ear as he stroked her cheekbone with his thumb. “You should know by now that you’re fine, and only mine. I promised I would take care of you and I can guarantee you as long as you obey me i’ll keep that promise.”
“I don’t care what your promises are, I just want to go home.”
His hand reached for her throat before he could even think, the air knocked out of her lungs within seconds.
“You know i’m getting real fucking tired of this attitude you have all of a sudden. I cook for you, I clean, I give you a free place to stay. And I sure as hell can make that pussy cum quicker than you or anybody else can.” He spit on her face and rubbed it in, causing her to whimper.
“I could’ve killed you like the others. But no, I’ve been nothing but nice to you. Talk back to me like that again and I’ll have you butchered and shipped to your parents doorstep.”
He shook her body with force, not knowing how strong he really is when he gets like this. Her eyes rolled in the back of her head due to lack of oxygen but he let her go before she could fully pass out.
“You’re pathetic. You should be used to be choking you by now.” He sighed as he began to pace. His back turned to her as he started mumbling hysterics.
“I just don’t understand it. You went from being scared, to being a cock-hungry whore that loved me. To being a bitch and trying to break my heart and leave.”
He turned and looked at her “Why’d you do it? Why’d you try and run from me? Do you want different snacks? Clothes? Soap?”
She didn’t know how to respond.
“I’ve given you everything! Everything you need, yet you still try and run away from my love.”
Her head was spinning. She’s seen this side of Harry so many times. He goes through so many episodes a day she can’t keep count. But this time, she felt some remorse.
“I thought you loved me.” He whispered softly, his eyes began to sadden at the thought of finally finding someone who might give him a chance.
But Harry doesn’t take no for an answer.
“I would sing you to sleep.” He laid beside her and started to stroke her hair. “ We’d talk about our future together, make love, and cuddle whenever i was home.”
Tears fell from his eyes as he continued. “I just don’t understand why you would want to leave me.”
Muffled sobs left his body as he covered his hands with his face, ashamed of himself for showing any type of emotion.
“But it’s okay.” He sniffled.
“If you try to pull that shit again, I’ll just kill you.”
He smiled brightly and continue playing with her hair, as if he didn’t just have a breakdown two seconds ago. “ I love you.” He pressed a small kiss to her cheek. “I hope you know that. Harry loves you.” He continued mumbling to himself as he played with her fingers.
“Miss the way you used to beg for m’cock. You’d kneel at the door when it was locked until I came home. Just waiting for me to touch you.”
His words were music to her ears. She knew he meant well, he just wanted someone to love. Someone to cherish in the best way possible.
He was scary at times, referred to himself in third person and could be a bit vicious when things didn’t necessarily go his way. But she knew deep down he was a good person who just wanted someone to rely on.
Someone who wouldn’t leave him.
“You love me right?” He looked at her with pleading eyes. “Tell me you love me.” He begged. “Tell me how much you love me.”
She didn’t know how to respond. Did she really love him? Or was this all apart of his sick and twisted game.
“Tell me!” He shouted as his fists balled together. “Say how much you love Harry.” His hand reached up and grabbed her throat with force. “Tell Harry you love him.”
“Y-yes. I love Harry.” She choked out, his grip on her neck was a bit tight, but she was slightly used to it. If you didn’t answer harry quickly things would end badly.
“Good. You’re never gonna leave Harry right?” He needed her to stay. He wanted this to last.
“I promise I’ll never leave Harry.” She sobbed. She just wanted to go home, to be in the comfort of her parents and friends. But obviously that wasn’t going to happen. She questioned if anyone tried to look for her, but with how busy her parents are she doubt they even noticed. They barely noticed her presence when she was home.
“I love you. I’m always gonna love you. Harry promises to take care of you.” He whispered in her ear as he placed kisses on her neck. “You belong to Harry.”
“l belong to Harry.” she repeated. She knew her only option was to give in or he would go bat shit crazy.
“Good girl.” He pressed his lips to hers in a soft manner, she was reluctant at first but gave in when he opened his eyes and saw that her were still open.
“You don’t love me, do you?” He huffed. “You promised. You fucking promised you love me. You promised Harry you would never leave.” He was getting angrier by the second.
“I’m sorry, I promise i love you. I just can’t move, remember?” She just wanted to make this as easy as possible.
“Oh yeah, silly Harry.” He chuckled before resuming his little make out session he started. Cupping her face, he lifted it a bit and traced his tongue on her lips before forcefully pushing it in and taking dominance.
“Harry loves you.” He whispered against her lips before trailing his hands down her body. “All of you.”
A small whimper escaped her lips causing him to grin.
“You like it when i touch you right? Like it when Harry gives you what you need. Practically almost fell off m’cock the last time you were riding it. Felt so good, wish I could give you Harry’s babies.” He moaned as he removed her shorts and panties.
“Let’s fix this. Harry doesn’t like when you’re not wet. Makes Harry sad.” He situated himself beneath her cunt. “I love how I can control your body.” He deeply inhaled her scent before indulging himself in her core, feasting as if this was his last meal.
“You taste so sweet. Harry loves how you taste.” He moaned as he teased her sensitive clit. She shouldn’t be enjoying this.
“You’re such a good girl for Harry. Just melting on his tongue.” She couldn’t help the moans that escaped her lips. She knew Harry would have another fit if she didn’t, but it just felt so good she couldn’t control herself.
“That’s a good girl. Harry likes hearing you moan.” His tongue made sure to leave nothing untouched, diving into her melting core and licking up every substance that dripped from her cunt.
“You make Harry’s cock hard.” He muffled as he continued to gather her sweet nectar. His chin was dripping but he didn’t mind, he would lap that up later.
“Fuck” he grunted before sitting himself up and removing his shorts. “Harry needs you right now.” He wiped his hands on his face and licked her nectar off his fingers before slapping his cock on her clit a few times. “You feel so good” He slid the head of his cock between her lips, throwing his head back in ecstasy as he collected her wetness. “Harry loves how you feel. And you’re all his.” He captured his lips in her as he slid into her entrance with ease, moans escaping their lips.
“You feel so good, so tight. Harry loves that.” He let himself enjoy the feeling before thrusting deeper. He wanted her to enjoy this.
“Y’like that? Like how good Harry’s cock makes you feel?” He pressed several kisses on her neck. “Tell Harry how good he makes you feel.” The tip of his cock grazed her g-spot sending shivers down her spine, tears brimmed her eyes as her stomach began to bubble.
“Harry makes me feel so good. So so good. Thank you Harry.”
“That’s it. Cum for Harry, you know you want to.” He held her throat a bit tight to cut off her flow as she quickened his thrusts, his cock grazing her sweet spot every time. He reached down with his other hand and thumbed at her clit, quickening his pace as he was getting closer to his orgasm.
Before she knew it, her eyes were rolling in the back of her head and even though her body was numbed she was slightly shaking. Harry always knew how to make her cum hard.
A scream left her throat as Harry milked her orgasm before shooting his load into her, thrusting a bit harder to make sure it was deep inside her cervix. That’s where he wanted it to be.
“I made you cum that hard and you don’t even know how to say thank you? Ungrateful bitch!” He sent a harsh smack to her face, releasing a sob out of her.
“Thank you Harry. Thank you for making me feel good.” She sobbed. She just wanted this all to be a dream, but sadly it wasn’t.
“That’s more like it. I’ve taught you manners, you need to respect Harry. Especially when he takes care of you.” He huffed as he pulled out of her.
Some of his cum started to leak out so he fingered it back into her, causing a squeal to erupt in her throat.
“Hush up, Harry’s making sure that it stays in there.” Grabbing the side towel and water bowl, he dampened it and cleaned her up. “There we go.” He whispered to himself. “All nice and clean.” He threw the damp towel in the hamper before laying down in the bed. He made himself comfortable and snuggled into her side, pressing small kisses on her body.
“Harry loves you.”He whispered in a soft voice.
“Let’s get some rest for a few minutes, then I’ll make us some lunch. Your body will feel better when you wake up.”
He tucked her in with the blanket before starting to sing.
“Hush little baby don’t say a word
Harry’s gonna make sure your
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