you almost had him [gentle captor]
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⏾ ⋆.˚ tw: yandere-isms, spanking mentions, dubious consent, slight infantilization
⏾ ⋆.˚ gender neutral darling tries to slip out of their yandere's clutches
you're suddenly affectionate for a change, and he fell hard for that as soon as you gave it to him
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he came to pull you from time out, you were locked up in that little closet for an hour because you had retaliated yet again.
how many times is he going to have to teach you the same lesson?
don't bite the hand that feeds you. because it'll be the same hand that tans your bottom red for leaving another mark in his wrist, then drags you by your hair and throws you in that dark space to stay and think about what you've done.
there were a lot of things he expected when he came to collect you, definitely a scornful expression, probably a pout, and maybe a few tears that you didn't get out of your system just yet. but for you to mutter that you missed him was absolutely not one of them.
'really pet?' he mused in his as he hoisted you up and you voluntarily wrapped your legs around his waist. 'that's new...' his brow quirked in suspicion, it was only once in a blue moon that you were ever so pliable.
then you apologized so sweetly with tears in your eyes and blush tinting your face red. said you would try to be better for him, try to keep your temper in check.
'are you feeling alright my love?' 'are you under the weather perhaps?'
he figured it must've been something up with you. saying you were tired and you wanted to sleep, and for him to stay with you while you did. whatever it was, you were all over him for once, and he didn't mind that one bit.
he carried you the short distance from the closet to your bed, lowering himself on one side of the mattress and laying you down in the center before joining you. you were never one to snuggle, especially with him, but he absolutely was, though this time he appreciated that he didn't have to force you close by his hand against your scalp or the small of your back.
instead, his perfect darling laid chest to chest with him, all soft and pliant while he fingered through your hair. a low and fond chuckle slipped from his throat, as he whispered about how good you were being today. it was hard to resist the urge to press his lips against you, the gesture was just so instinctual to him. to kiss you softly all the time, no matter the occasion.
and you made it so much harder to stop when you reciprocated. the softest little peck against his lips nearly stole his breath away, 'oh...aren't you the sweetest little thing.' he watched with half lidded eyes as your affections grew bolder under his guidance. leading the way for you to slip more and more tongue out of your mouth and into his own.
he was over the moon, his breathy chuckles tickling your face. there he was, finally getting tongue instead of teeth out of that pretty mouth of yours. the longer the exchange went, the more heat that grew between you both. and much to his pleasure you ended up on top of him, slowly grinding your hips against the tent of arousal in his crotch.
'you're being so good for me...' he said between kisses, 'makes me wonder if you're planning something.'
you just forced yourself to keep kissing, even after whimpers broke through your moans because his hands snuck up to grasp the tender flesh of your ass, still sensitive from the beating you took hours prior.
'or maybe you've just decided you don't want this pretty little ass of yours to ache anymore, hm?' running his heavy palms across up and down the rise and fall of your bottom, right across the dark hand print he left behind on one of the cheeks.
you couldn't help to go frigid, worry straining your tone when you mumbled his name. fixated on the deep amber pits of his heavy-lidded eyes.
he squeezed your bottom, a warning. 'go on, i didn't tell you to stop.' when you obeyed, the harsh pressure stopped and was exchanged for gentle caresses from your tailbone all the way down to your mid thighs.
'there you go, just like that...'
he rolled over and took you with him, now below and him above. you'd never seen him gaze at you with such passionate eyes before, hopelessly in love and hungry for more as his lips intertwined with yours once again.
it was so much harder to stay put when he was hovering above you, wordlessly making you confront the reality that he was so much bigger than you, stronger too. but you still had leverage here, even if it was just lip service.
'...don't make that face at me...it'll just make me want you more.'
you sucked up your fear, and every other incentive that told you to be feral and softened your features. a tiny little smile tugged at your lips, that pleased him. and you knew it did. you had to because this was your chance. he rewarded you with a dozen kisses to your throat, spiraling into intensity with every new love mark he etched into your skin.
it didn't take you long to figure out you were the most vulnerable when you were underneath him, but so was he. it was the only time you he wasn't made of steel himself. but it took you much longer to build up the courage to feign this type of thing to the point you were confident you could pull it off. how could he be wary when you were so intoxicating? just burying his nose in your hair made him feel like he was on a high.
and if you knew what was good for you. you wouldn't afford the smallest mistake. gliding your hands up and down his back, just one step closer to his keys you knew to be in his back pocket.
those were the keys to your room, the keys to your freedom.
if you knew what was good for you, you would keep kissing and kissing. keep him occupied. keep him under the spell you wove he was so desperate to entangle within, so your fingertips could creep closer and closer his waistband. snaking your hand behind his back, fingertips featherlight against the key. they twitched. you were so close, but you were so scared. if not now, then when?
so ever so slightly, you ease your hand into his pocket and looped your pointer finger around the ring. fishing them out inch by inch, while he was none the wiser as he unbuttoned your top and exposed your clavicle to his affections.
you had it in your hands, it was yours because you earned- because you worked so hard for it. and now, clenching your fists you were never going to let it go. now the only thing you had left to deal with was his body on top of yours. if you were honest, you didn't think this far. your only goal was to just get the keys and when you finally had them.
what were you going to do?
you slipped them under the sleeve of your long-sleeved shirt. there were half a dozen on the ring so it was a little clunky, but it still fit. after that you might've hidden it behind one of the teddy bears on your bed, maybe underneath your pillow. then you would just bide your time until he had his fill of you.
his breath was against hair now; he breathed in your scent. sprinkled little compliments by your ear in quiet whispers, just meant for you
'my favorite little liar~'
he...he kept kissing you. a horrible chill ran down your spine when he dragged his tongue behind the shell of your ear. then he chuckled, a low and terrifyingly calm chuckle. 'did you honestly think i wouldn't notice those little fingers in the back of my pocket?'
it was only then that you understood and began hopelessly muttering anything that you thought might've gotten you out what you knew to be coming. it was an incoherent and desperate mess that fell from your trembling lips.
but you didn't let go of the keys. you came this far and you were not going down without a fight.
so you retaliated. within the blink of an eye that sweet little creature that was so sugary and willing was gone. the honey that dripped from your lips was replaced by venom with every insult and curse you hurled at him, every time snapped your teeth.
but he wasn't phased, he knew how to handle your tantrums. you had them all the time after all. and every time he'd end up pinning you down, maybe against the wall, on the floor, or in this case, your bed. your wrists pressed together above your head by one hand as he easily pried his keys from your grasps with the other.
he sighed in response to your disobedience. he didn't even look bothered; it was like this entire feat you spent weeks working up the courage for was barely a minor inconvenience.
you started crying instead of cursing. not because you felt bad, but because you got caught. both of you knew that. and both of you knew what came next, much to your horror.
'do you know what liars get?'
'go to hell, you sadistic prick!'
'tch,' he clicked his tongue, effortlessly flipping you over. then he stretched you out across his lap with ease and yanked down your bottoms, wholly unmoved by your brattish display while you bucked against him like a wild animal.
'you just never learn, do you?'
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anyway, my oracle cards told me to post this one. enjoy
edit: there's a part two around here somewhere...
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