CW: SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT SMUT, mature content,pp to v, fingering(male receiving), oral(male receiving), edging, mouth to pp, orgasm denial, séx, yandere, male sub, fem dom, mention of torture, dark themes
Remember, I do not know how omegaverss works BUT I will make my own version—(if you see something different in the original universe lol). So if you don't like it scroll away! This is purely a smut with a small plot! Not good with a smut soooo scroll away if you find it uninterested. English is not my first language so yeah im sorry.
Yandere Luke's POV
MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
"Strip for me."
A sentence that made Luke's heart skip a beat.
Fuck that's hot.
He slowly unbutton his cardigan, pulling it off with his pink shirt. The gaze that never leaves him made him more nervous. The male unzip his pants before pulling down, shyly looking anywhere but the person in front of him.
He folded his clothes neatly and put it on bedside table before sitting down at the middle of the bed. He sighs nervously, this is the first time he will have an intercourse with a person. Especially to the person he love. Luke tries to keep his face calm as much as possible, but he cannot help but to breathe a little—like having a difficulty of breathing—when the woman infront of him starts to crawl towards him. His cock went half hard and it was curving upward, getting hard by every seconds. One of her hands starts to pull his legs closer to her hips. The first touch made Luke close his eyes, savoring her hold on his skin.
"Touch yourself baby~ come on.. show me how it's done." Those whispers made him gulped in anticipation. It making him arouse even more. His trembling hand went to wrap around his shaft before his hand motion to stroke himself up and down. He bit his lower lip suppressing his cute moans. He breathe through his nose emitting a small noises from the back of his throat at the sensation he was feeling between his legs.
When his eyes flutter open to look at the person infront of him. The look on her face made him bite his lower lip more. The way those sultry looks makes him feel small and safe in her eyes."Don't hold back your moans. Lemme hear it, yeah?"
The omega feel a shame and shyness the way those (e/c) orbs looked at his cock that is starting to ooze out of his pre-cum.
"Slow... I want to see how my pretty baby stroke his pretty cock..." the omega obeyed at her sweet command. Of course, he would go slow for her. And gosh, she's calling him pretty? Is he pretty? She has him flustered and whimpering at the nickname. Being called baby is enough but pretty? Her praise alone can make him go undone real quick.
"That's right baby... you're doing good for me..." she praised.
He moaned, he can't hold back anymore. "(Y-y/n)..! Nghh!"
The beta infront of him lean closer to kiss his neck slowly, she was even smiling smugly.
"Don't cum until I say so, yeah?" She shows her canine biting his collarbone making him gasped, nodding at her instruction. Bite him more! Oh fuck, mark him! His body is only for her. The only person who sees him as a person. The fondling on his shaft were stuttering everytime she leave a bite or a kiss around his neck and torso. It was difficult not to cum immediately with those sweet teasing touches from her. Luke called her name softly. "I'm here baby." She mutters licking his earlobe before biting it softly. This made the male huffs out of short breaths. His eyes are half daze, his hand around his cock were getting sloppy. "You wanna cum?"
"Y-yes.."
"Not yet... Hold it in okay? You're doing well so far... You're being a good boy." She kissed his lips. Luke whined at her reply but he kissed her back. She pulled away and starts attacking his neck once again. Smelling his pheromones. The beta hummed in delight."You smell good, baby~ all for me yeah?"
The omega nod. The motion of his hand that is jerking his cock stuttering slightly. His hips were slightly going upwards. "A-all for (Y-y/n)..hahhngh!"
"I love you." She whispered between kisses and bites on his chest. Luke pants,"I-I love (y/n) t-too."
He didn't mean to cum when he felt a teasing bite from his nipple. The cum dribble down to his shaft, down to his fingers. It was so fast, he didn't mean to came to fast.
"That's.. to fast..." She commented. Luke bit his lower lip. He felt ashamed.
"baby~" she chuckled. One of her thumb went to press into his nipples, pressing and circling it in motion. Luke whimpered. "I-I'm sorry, i didn't mean to cu—"
She grabbed his hand that was wrapped around his cock replacing it with hers before leaning again to his face, planting her lips on his, resulting for Luke to lay down the bed. One of the beta's hands went to hook the omega's right leg onto her hips.
Luke moaned, drowning at the woman's pheromones. Both of his hands went to unbutton her shirt pulling it away from her body and then unclasping her bra behind, throwing it somewhere in his bedroom. He gasped when his cock's slit is being rub in a little fast motion. Her tongue that's exploring his mouth went deeper after he opened his mouth from the surprised action she did on his region.
"Nghh..!hungh~!" He whine when she push her tongue deeper into him. She's too much for him! She's devouring him a little to fast.
When she pulled her kiss away wiping the saliva from her chin, she chuckled when she noticed his face. Luke may look pathetic under her gaze, that's fine by him as long as he can please her. He whimpered when the (h/c) haired woman laugh, one of her hand that wasn't stroking his cock went to wipe his drool from his chin. "You're so cute."
"(Y-y/n)..." He murmurmed before getting surprised when she goes down below him, between his legs.
The omega cried, feeling a teasing kisses on his tip and a painfully slow stroke on his shaft. Shallow breaths is huffing out from his mouth.
"Messy.." he heard her muttered, the way the sticky pre cum went to her hands—his first orgasm—was such a turn on. Her eyes met his before licking his tip so slow. This made Luke hitch of breath as a small moan escapes his lips. Fuck she looks fucking hot when she lick him like that. "(Y/n)..."
She gave him a grin then swallowing his cock halfway.
Squelching sounds were echoing inside the bedroom. Luke's hair already disheveled, his bangs were sticky on to his face due to the sweat producing from his body. The male was covering his mouth, muffled moans and whimpers were coming into him. He is biting the back of his palm, getting teary from the ministration below his stomach.
"H-hahh....nnghh (y/n) p-please!"
He feels so good, the way her warmth from her mouth just added stimulation—her tongue twirling on his cock slit. She's too much! Too fucking much! If she keeps doing this he will cum faster!
Fuck it feel so good.
He grab a handful of hair of her, trying to pull the beta woman away between his legs for feeling the overstimulation. The way his cock disappears in her mouth was so intoxicating to look at. Everything about her is just endearing, his desires for her has increased ten fold. Her moans vibrating around his haven. "(Y/n)... N-no s-stop—hukk! Hahh! Too much ngh!" He sob feeling like he will reach the highest point of the sky if she keep doing the same teasing and pace.
His voice starts whining and moaning like a desperate omega in heat—oh God he feels it... he's about to cum. Will she let him cum in her mouth? God it feel so fucking good.
Just one more lick from her everythin—the said person stopped. Popping out her mouth from his cock.
"Ffuck..!" The pink haired male cursed. He looked down between his legs to see you kissing his tip, running her hands up and down at his shaft, painfully slow, teasing him.
You look so beautiful.
So pretty,
So ethereal,
So gorgeous,
"(Y-y/n).." he whined arching his back slightly hoping she would go back to giving him an oral. However,the teasing female smirk at his frustrations. Luke stares at her with a teary eyes, she grab the hand that was gripping her hair before kissing the palm and then intertwining it with hers. The (h/c) haired woman lick her lips, stroking him for a bit and then she halts. "I thought you said to stop?" She teased. "(Y/n) P-please that's n-not what I—"
The woman below him went back swallowing him again, bobbing your head up and down faster than the last time. Luke never felt euphoric other than this. The way her eyes flutter, not breaking an eye contact with him is just too much for the omega. Everything about her is so sensual, so beautiful, so ethereal. The person who will cherish him.
The male feel flustered when her eyes landed so many love bites and hickey she left from his neck all the way down to his thighs. Those captivating (e/c) orbs made his heart pounded even more. His cock is throbbing inside her mouth again but the omega whined when her hands stops, pulling her mouth away from him. "S-stop teasing please! L-let me have it!" He cried. Pushing his hips up to meet her mouth but she only gave him a smile."Baby.. you have to be patient~" she whispered. Tracing her nose from his stomach till she reach beside his right ear. "You have to be quiet too~ don't want your neighbors hear your sinful voice now, do you?" The woman got up and leaned down his face. The purple eyed male pulls her head with his other free hand kissing her deeply, licking every corner of her mouth as both of them groan in pleasure. His manhood stood up grinding himself to her belly. The pre-cum starts smear on her stomach.
(Y/n) other hand went to grab his hips stopping him from grinding, she let herself go from the kiss clicking her tongue in a teasing manner. "Ah-Ah-ah~.... Someone's getting eager.."
The beta woman kissed his forehead basking into his scent as Luke gazed at her with tears threatening to spill from his eyes."..don't tease me...!" He plead, ignoring the way his voice cracked. She only gave him a smile.
Luke can't help but to find everything about her hot. Especially those lips.
The hands that was still entertwined was pulled to her lips. The (h/c) haired woman switch her hand that was intertwined with his, brush under his wrist to grab it, kissing every fingertips of his hand. He shudders the way her gaze never break eye contact with him, until she bite the side of his palm. Luke hissed watching as she kiss it as a way to apologize of the pain she inflicted.
"Help me pull this down, pretty." She instructs referring to her box pants. Luke eagerly helped her, their other hand still intertwined. He pulls it down her until it reaches to her feet and she kicks it away as it landed somewhere on the floor. He brought back his leg that was once on her hips.
"Spread them f'me better, baby." She whispered, refferring to his lower body. Carressing his thigh with her available hand letting his wrist go. You pinch both of his inner thighs licking your lips, your eyes peering down between his legs. "Gosh you're so soak down here..." The beta chuckled, prodding one finger in his ass. The juice coming out from him kissed her fingers and brought it up to her face. The female is smirking giving him a teasing look."Oh my... Do you see this baby? How wet you are f'me?" She purred. The male bit his lower lip looking away in embarrassment." Awe, don't be shy now... You sounded like a slut earlier." She taunted letting go off her hand from his. Focusing on his pleasure once again.
"(Y-y/n)!" The omega yelped when he felt two finger inserted in his hole without a warning. He wasn't expecting her to insert it already. It felt like his inside is clenching on her fingers as she scissor it in motion before curling it and then inserting another finger, stretching him out. He moaned arching his back the way she added more stimulation as her other hand went stroking his shaft. "Say my name.. Luke, who's making you feel good right now? Who do you belong to?" Her lips swallowed his tip licking the slit between.
"N-no! Its too much! Ngh.. huhhhghh!" He gripped the sheets besides him. This is heaven.
A paradise for him.
The way she hit his right spot made him utterly in heaven.
She went faster and faster. The feeling of her power on his body is making him feel so many emotions, a triple desire, a new addiction.
"Ahh! Hahh!"
She slightly chokes when his own body push his hip to her mouth unexpectedly. "H-hahh..nnoo (Y/n) please! It's too good! T-too much!" He babbled.
But she stop, moving her mouth away from his cock. The female pulled out her wet fingers from him, stroking his shaft painfully slow. Luke whined. The high he was about to reach was snatched by the same person who gives him the access to experience it.
"W-why?! Why did you stop again?!" He cried."p-please! Just let me have m-my way... Please!"
"You didn't answer my question earlier, baby." she teased. She pull his leg to her shoulder even more having more access to his entrance as her prod his twitching hole with her fingers. "Who do you belong to?" Her voice was small. "Who could make you shudder like this? Make you feel good hmm? Tell me, baby~"
The beta insert abother finger curling it around and then going in and out painfully slow. Luke bit his lip. Hearing how his entrance squelched in just one finger you inserted. It's so slutty and he can't believe he can get off on that. He whimpered before muttering your name.
She teased. "Hmm? I didn't hear you~what was that?"
"(Y-y/n)! I b-belong to (Y/n)!" He blurted. "Please!m-make me feel good! I'm yours!" One tear fell from his eyes.
The beta giggled kissing his cheeks before going back down between his legs. "See? It's not to hard to say it... That's my good boy. You're mine as I am yours." She praised.
She went back to her ministration, finally giving what Luke wanted. The omega's gaze were halfdaze throwing his head back as she give him what he wanted. Carressing her hair, he praises her.He came inside her throat, the male witness how the beta between his leg swallowing his spent. Coughing a little before sitting up straight, his leg on her shoulder stayed there as she guided it higher until its beside her neck. The woman straddle on the omega's hip except the side where his leg that is lifted on her shoulder. Luke looked at her entrance, he shudders seeing her own entrance is damp too. It so perfect for him.
"You ready, baby?" She ask gripping his leg on her shoulder, leaning down on him. Her entrance is hovering over his dick.
Luke gulped, his eyes full of lust, love and longing. He nod. "Always.. (y/n).. only for you."
She smiled kissing his jaw. Luke sighs dreamily, begging her. "(Y/n) put m-me in. Please, please!"
She chuckled at him being impatient as he is. "As my baby's wish~"
She slowly slip her entrance, warming his cock. The two groan in the sensation. The pink haired omega feel flustered watching as she sunk deeper into his cock. He groaned the way her gummy walls tighten around his cock as her slowly starts ride him.
"S-shit—! (Y/n). Feel so good! Oh hahh...!"The pink haired sob. "I-I will knot you!...nghh! I will knot you..oh so g-good! Please let me knot you!"
The moaning and groaning and slapping skin can be heard inside Luke's room. "Fuck, Luke..." She moaned, he quickly catching her by intertwining his hands with hers again as his other hand went to her hips guiding her, while finding her sweet spot. Her hips stuttered when he finally did. The couple can feel the climax. "Let it go, baby... Make me yours—hahh..."
"G-give me all... Fill m-me up..!" She moaned out.
Luke cursed, feeling the stars in his vision. The stimulation was too much to bare. He can't, the way she tighten around him was too much—too good!
"(Y/n)—"
"Shit. Luke hold my hand tighter b-baby—!" You stutter feeling that you are about to reach the high. Luke tightened his hold on her hand intertwining her hands again. Kissing him deeply, riding him faster, his other hand guide her hips bouncing in the right position to make her and himself feel good. Just a few more and both of them will feel the climax.
Luke lapped her lips as she did the same, crashing your weight down on him. "I'm close!" He whimpered closing his eyes any second now he will knot her.
He can feel it, the way she tightened even more around him. Any second now he will shoot his love inside her womb, regardless how a pair between omegas and betas has a small percentage of chance on having a child. Still Luke will do it again and again with her until she is knoted perfectly to have his children.
The woman lick his mouth asking for him to kiss her, Luke obeyed. Pulling his head up to reach her face, the couple busy by love making. A small tune of background is starting.
"Baby... I-I think something is ringing.." she groaned , the room starts to get filled by something unknown sounds. The omega didn't notice he was to busy at love making session. He heard a familiar sound. One that he usually hear whenever he wanted to re-watch his favorite show. And a tube that he set up for the alarm clock.
"KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE~"
Purple eyes went wide open, sitting up straight. His pyjamas is drenched with his own swea, his lower region on the other hand was the most soak part.
Wait ...
The pink haired male glared at the beat up alarm clock that sang a song he used to love. He grab it and threw it at the nearby wall. Making the object explode its contents another task he will have to do it later when he get home.
Fuck...
The omega male is angry, he can't believe that all of that was just a dream. A wet dream. He didn't even get to fucking reach the heaven! Frustration is an understantment mood for what he is feeling right now.
This isn't new to him, It's been a month since he's having a love making fantasies with her and everytime the two of them about to reach the peak on that session, he would wake up sweating, hard, his pheromone sticking throughout his room.
He grab a pillow and buried his head as he screams. The omega didn't care if his neighbors heard him. He had to stomp all the way to his bathroom connected to his room.
He pulled down his pants, looking straight to the bathroom mirror. The omega starts to jerk himself off. Panting at the sensation between his legs.
He bit his lip suppressing his moan. Imagining how he wished it was her behind him towering over guiding him how to stroke himself. Carressing his torso as her lips was right beside his ear whispering sensually,
"just like that baby~ let me see how you make yourself good."
He can't help but moan her name as he look at himself, being sweaty.
"can you see yourself so cute? So presentable for me? Oh baby, you're doing so good."
He closed his eyes, liking the idea of her kissing his earlobe as she taunts him, "go on baby... Let it go.. let it all out, my love."
His cum smeared some part of his cabinet door and some went to his wall. Luke cursed himself as he slowly comes down to his reality.
He gritted his teeth wanting to smash something but he doesn't like the idea of cleaning more mess.
He grab a tissue at beside the sink and start wiping it. Cleaning all his mess and himself. A cold shower would do nice to steam off this hormones he is feeling.
Once he calms down, he glared at the wall across his room. Infront of it was a small calendar. His eyes lit up.
He realize that today is the day he get to meet (Y/n).
The sourness mood in the morning soon dissipated as soon as the thought of her meeting him this week! And that day is today!
The omega got up, getting a quick breakfast and eat it, brushing his teeth, finding his favorite perfume he can find, spraying it to the each side of his neck, the one where she told him that he smells good last time. He look at the fridge with her and him smiling at the polaroid. His eyes soften as he gaze at her goofy smile. He took his butterfly knife pocket it beneath his sweater. Incase, he could protect from any harm. The male went to double check his basement just incase the man, who tried to assault him, he tortured last night wasn't escaping before leaving the house. He hopes he will die in starvation and infection before he dump his rotten flesh from the bone grinder and use it to throw it away as a foul meat.
Once, he lock the door behind him. He sprinted out of his house to the nearby bus stop so he can quickly get on time with you.
It took him twelve minutes to get to his destination. He hop down from the bus and starts to run again, he had to stop by at the his favorite cafe to buy some fruit tea she likes so both of him and her can enjoy the day on the park.
He skips happily, exiting out of the cafe as he look at the time from his watch to see that he still early. As he passed two blocks, he saw a (h/c) haired nearby. He quickly gaze to see if that's actually his crush, and it's actually her.
"(Y/n)!" Luke waved his hands, happy that he got to finally meet her again. He was carrying a two drinks, a fruit tea.Excitement was filling him up when he finally got to hang out with her on the week end. It has been three months and the two became bestfriends—atleast for her that is how she view her relationship with him. For Luke, it was just a step to make her his.
As he reached towards her, his smile starts to died down, his hands that was waving at her direction starts to waver. He witnessed that she is talking to someone, it was more like she is arguing with it. He was taller her height only reach on his shoulders length, he was built, a muscular. He reek of something he loathed. An alpha.
She’s everything you wanted to be in your past. Your angsty teenage dream. She’s feminine and magnetic, not a single trace of your bitterness in her juvenile face, at her peak. Differently from you, still attractive according to the looks you receive, in your mature and worn-out beauty. Her curves are the most wanted by the hands of many men; her waist begs to be grabbed, her hips to be gripped and her neck to be held. She looks up, from you, less interested, to him, with bright eyes. You hold back any hint of a smile.
And yet, he looks over his shoulder, as he is pouring himself some coffee at the kitchen island of your gloomy apartment, bored and unimpressed, to where she stands in front of your huge black wooden door, with a yellow-ish light from the costly chandelier illuminating her beautiful features, waiting for the presentation moment to be over and for her first orders. And maybe for his attention too. He nods, a flash downturn of his lips as he gives a very audible:
“Morning.”
If he had mumbled an answer, you would be more pleased with yourself. The silver spoon boy offering indifference and professionalism is a bad, bad sign for your plan. He sure loves to act as the perfect man, so much that is an effortless task for him. But when there is just the two of you, you know very well that is a lot more energy he was ever used to waste when he is begging for your attention, pouting until you notice him, clinging to you and more often than not, importunating you into cuddling him. Or touching you at all. He always does the most for the bare minimum when it comes to you, which is something he wasn't accostumed to. He was spoiled to the point he barely had to ask for anything he wanted. That must have something to do with his twisted “love” for you.
He never had space to feel appetite for attention and then he met you. Now he has a painful hunger that can only be satiated by your eyes on him.
"Good morning!", given with the widest smile.
When he looks back to you, his face holds a faint annoyed semblant. He looks like he is holding himself back from showing you how mad he is. Your marriage experience invites you to suspect he is thinking you are dumber than he believed. You think of yourself as an insane person for being grateful he thinks of you as a genius, when you could be with a mediocre man who humiliate you to make himself feel better. He is not like that, but he is not much better. It’s such a small and stupid mercy to be overestimated by someone who believes he should own anything he deems as worthy of his attention. His humour suggests that he is hating you for considering anything could ever hold his attention if it's not you. In the past, he thought any similar attempt to be swayed by anything that isn’t you as laughable. And he looks specially insulted when he knows you are the one trying to get him distracted from his main goal in life.
His family already learned that one second of his focus on something that is not you is one second too long.
Your tired face remains interested in the exchange, leaning against the dark kitchen wall. You just know his eyes must be dry as he doubles down his disaproval written on his face.
The new maid is giving that eager and faux naivety energy. It honestly annoys you that he has the audacity to ignore someone that irresistible. Who craves for his attention, for once. She's ready to tempt this married man, disregarding any respect for you, the woman who gave her this almost indecent opportunity to pay for her uni tuition and rent doing an easy job. Deal way more appealing to her. Sure helps you to not feel offended when you hired her in hopes that she would see your house as a step in a ladder for her social climber plans and take this man ‘from you’. To be honest, she might just be a professional young girl. But you hope your prejudice is right. Except the man you're married is still watching you, unblinking and with lips pressed into a line, too red to be healthy, blood rushing. Focusing solely on you.
You know he is no normal man, if he is anything close to it. He is just power and influence in trousers, to you. It would be better if he were like any other billionaire, specially older, who only care about the looks of who he would get to fuck in questionable ways, just for fun, or who just wants a housewife or a trophy wife, or all that and a mother to his children too. At the end of the day, it is pretty standard behavior for a dangerous rich man to keep a woman by his side against her own will. He doesn't see anyone as a human. He says he loves you, but you think he can’t. He can’t see you as human either. Not after getting any wish granted since he was born. He can’t see you as an equal, even though he may believe he does.
You, for example, are simply his. He decided it, one day.
You push yourself off the wall, and put your best smile that surely doesn't meet your eyes clouded by eyebags and extend your arm to the corridor, expecting her to come with you, so you can show where she will leave her things. “Please, accompany me.” Except your husband grabs your arm, a little too tight for the comfort of someone who simply has a new employee. Staring at his eyes, you tell her the directions and say you will be with her in a second.
“You are really cute, do you know that?”
You feign innocence, because you actually aren't sure why he is angry... Maybe your plan is working and he is actually affected by her appearance? Maybe he also thinks he will fall for your trap? Man before anything else? Before maniac obsessed partner? Maybe he thinks all the words he professes obsessively will suddenly be less truthful, to himself. Words are the only thing he can hope to work on you, to make you believe in his love. That, and how he tries breaks your will, every night, trying to fuck you stupid. If you can’t say you hate him anymore, you must hate him less, then.
Resisting the urge to bat your eyelashes in mocking, you ask: “Yes, my love?”
He should want to strangle you then. You only ever call him with that nickname, or anything affectionate, for that matter, when you are belittling him. He can’t actually hurt you in a way that matters, not that he would want to punish you that way, but the truth is that it bothers him how your avoidant personality makes you impenetrable when he wants to strike you as deep as you do to him. He wants to crawl inside you and be something you can't ignore, like a cancer, if he can't be your obsession as you are his. He couldn’t hurt you if he had the intention to, but you can and always taunts him and he either swoons or melts because of it, quite literally, easily and pathetically getting hot. Fast. Funnily fast. By the smallest change of tone to something amicable in your voice, his body reacts as if you were renewing your vows. Whenever you are somewhat soft towards him, you actually call him by his name. He would rather you calling him a warm, full of love petname... but you calling him by his name affects him all the same. You do it when you think he is being unreasonable to your sense of justice, related to anything but yourself, and he bends to your will when he hears it. But with a price. Always with a price. Often in form of your touch. Just like yesterday, your hands making him whimper on your shoulders, tearing up and thanking you endlessly as he grips on you even though he was the one to 'let' you interview someone to help around the huge apartment.
He bends to your eyes level. Eyebrows furrowed. Arms crossed in front of his chest. You might have gotten him to rare, foul and unwanted state. And you might be fearing miscalculating the risk for once. He looks irreversebly deranged.
“What do you think you are doing, hm? I’m really curious about what your bright little head came up with...” He presses his nose against your hair, as he whispers: “If you are so eager to entertain me, my love, I might have an idea or two we can get start with right about now… you sure won’t mind if your guest hear us, hm? Since you. put. her... inside. our. house!" When he comes back into your vision, you can see the vein in his iiritated, uncomfortably wided eyed "If you wanted audience I could have arranged that for you.”
yandere!billionaire who started distancing himself from his dynasty-like family, obsessively checking his sport cars’ worth of a watch on his wrist, constantly checking his phone as if waiting for life or death news and the worst new habit of all: biting his nails
they are all confused by the favorite heir latest quite intense behavior...
yandere!billionaire who don’t let his family know that he is acting like a maniac because he met you. smart and witty lady who is just polite enough to supposedly entertain the haunting interest of this billionaire that somehow got into your life in you and now is absolutely love-struck
yandere!billionaire who suddenly appears everywhere you visit frequently, who seems to charm anyone who you can not avoid to deal with and whose kindness is a little too insistent to be for free, to not claim something in return. that is just a right amount of kindness that get rid of your guilty when you refuse his too-good-to-be true help and solutions for problems a little too fitting for his rescuing to be offered…
sadly is also just the right amount to make you genuinely smile at yandere!billionaire's noticing and concern for you after stressing days in your work, just about the right amount to not cut ties with this gripping attention, that is eating up your thoughts, your routine
yandere!billionaire who instead of being present on family reunion matters are unreachable and when he does attend those, keeps scratching his skin to the point of bruising and endlessly messing with his once well-kept and gelled hair, excusing himself to… scroll some feed? to spy someone in a parking lot? to pretend he has affairs to deal with in... a middle-class neighborhood?
yandere!billionaire who stays mostly out of reach for some good months and then... he is bringing a woman, the “love of his life” home. you. you who has enough etiquette to survive presentations but stays hidden in the boy’s room… from them, they fear? but as they keep passing by a frantic yandere!billionaire pacing from one side to the other in corridors, they think: perhaps from him? (they don’t know this man has been cornering and trapping you in his life ever since you met - not that they would see a problem with him going after what's his) and yandere!billionaire keeps talking to them about his girl with a lovesick gaze at any chance he gets, all proud of her achievements…
and all of his family is confused as to why aren’t you there flaunting that you won him over… they wonder why aren't you as proud to be with their joy and pride??? shouldn’t you be the one over the moon? shouldn’t you be bragging to be given a chance? why why aren’t you honored? why aren’t you being the one eager for their approval?
all of these questions are subdued by the grasp his family get of, just how much influence over one of them - if not the most favourable, the most formidable - you are about to hold… all of the power arrangements are about to shift
yandere!billionaire who is obligated to have dinner with said family against his own wish, is gloomily picking at his food, as he would rather have his meal in your company... suddenly springs up, eyes blown wide, almost knocking his chair down and killing his mother out of embarassment, standing up to receive you in the room with the respect one have for their biggest hero
choosing to stay in his room, you were expecting to be surrounded by him but getting uncomfortable from how surrounded by yourself you really were... finding piece by piece - from trinkets to stolen private pieces- just how yandere!billionaire thoughts and life were consumed by you.
and then you were invited to join his family by... perhaps a bigger threat to you than yandere!billionaire was... someone who were tired of looking at the boy sulking, 'inviting' you to grant yandere!billionaire a tender mercy for the night... despite feeling like it would be social suicide for you on one side, and like being thrown to the tigers from another perspective, you headed to the dining room with wobbly legs... you couldn't think of a good reason to go, contrary to lots to not go, but you were convinced by someone dangerously persuasive with yandere!billionaire's happiness in mind when they kindly asked you to "stop thinking you can run from this"
suddenly everyone is discreetly looking your way with their peripheral vision so as to not give their desperation to get a good look at you away. desperation to try to look you up and down and to understand why all of sudden they feel like everything as they know will come to an end… why does it feel like you will be the one pulling the strings now if you wish to? why do they feel like from this moment onwards your wishes will be their biggest concern? why do they feel like your will is about to be one with their own? as if you were the person with more billions at your disposal in the room
as he is abruptly your side, everyone falls silent and watches as he guides you, hands at your back guiding you to your rightful seat besides him, at right-hand of the family’s patriarch, his hands finding yours as he subtly moves his chair closer to yours.
you are expecting his family to make you feel small as you feel now, but they try to move on with dinner, although the sensation of being an expensive lapdog, one to be pampered but not seen… objetified, doesn’t pass. not even by your smitten ‘companion’s’ cumplicity. the uninterrupted watch of your enamored… boyfriend, as he calls himself, makes you feel somehow safe. for once. him being the devil you know in a table full of unfamiliar ones.
but maybe the discomfort comes from an atmosphere that surprises you. unspoken respect is what you are starting to suspect but that doesn't tranquilize you.
some small smiles are thrown your way, voices gentle… no one seems to hold any quarrel with you, trying their politely best to move on with this dinner… but inevitably paying attention… watching… waiting... trying to chatter and to speak of their actual interests, previously engrossing among themselves but always graciously hushing each other whenever they hear it... their boy turning to you, speaking to you with a newfound caring tone in his voice - usually cold and professional -… no, with a devoted voice, one used by a priest talking about his love and commitment for the gods. when the young boy looks at them there’s a haze in his eyes, like someone drunk in love, in his gaze there's a shine, almost like tears wanting to spill from his eyes... like the look of a mad man in love, the happiest man on earth that ‘his girl’ is finally joining him in his sometime boring life
as they can almost picture him laughing and throwing his head back and laughing maniacally in ecstasy he halts
head moving faster than they ever watched move, even as he ventured in tennis or horse and motor racing, yandere!billionaire turns to you in distraught after hearing you direct your small voice towards someone else, asking for something. the abrupt movement scaring everyone as he moves like his life depended on him granting your wish as fast as humanly possible. vigilant stare on you after preoccupiedly saying to you that you should tell him if you need anything
all are appalled by the undeniable importance you will hold in this family from now on. they can see it now, clear as day, that if you would need to go away, this 'boy' they have known for all his life... would become unrecognizable. they immediately know that yandere!billionaire's well-being is now conditional to your presence in his life. they know it will also be in their benefit to make sure you will always be at his reach, otherwise…
and they would be proven right, in the future, when after a small car accident yandere!billionaire wakes up frantically looking for you, asking for you before he even understand what happened, before acknowledging his momentarily impaired mobility and hardly paying attention to the pain he is supposedly to be in. not hearing a single voice, not the reassuring phrases, not the informing nor the thankful for his well-being phrases. he needs to see yo.
when yandere!billionaire is kept away from you, in an induced state for your well-being, breaks an entire hospital room, family having to quickly reassure the hospital with some more than generous donations to avoid a scandal, all because he couldn’t be as close to you as he craves
or when yandere!billionaire completely breaks down because you left - when his family didn’t know yet, that they should make of you a privileged prisoner- almost dying of psychogenic death as he didn’t ate, or spoke or left the room for days, crying and screaming, having nightmares and hurting people with no remorse whenever they tried to stop him from endangering himself- him not killing himself or anyone else being thanks to luck and thankful to their access to good professional anesthetists - until you came back and the fever, the anemia, the hoarse voice from crying, everything miraculously vanishing
thankfully, for them, there is not much yandere!billionaire can do that will represent a real risk for the reputation of the family, or any real consequence for that matter. it’s well presumed that a promising young boy can be rather troublesome. it’s a phase all of the boys his age and class go through
it will all be under control by the time the both of you wed.
they will make sure of it. everything will go smooth for him, as they all intended it to be.
from the beginning, till the end their wealth will never know.
note: idk what's this
tumblr really made this post so confusing, if you read everything related to this and you want to let me know, could you send me a message in the chat? you don't have to interact with the post, I just really would like to know if you got to the part about his family
just a reminder that this blog is run by someone who:
— is anti ICE & fascism
— is pro-choice & feminist
— supports trans & queer people
— hates generative AI & capitalism
— supports immigrants & people of color
— is pro-environmentalism & social justice
— supports palestine & all other territories unjustly suffering
just a reminder that this blog is run by someone who:
— is anti ICE & fascism
— is pro-choice & feminist
— supports trans & queer people
— hates generative AI & capitalism
— supports immigrants & people of color
— is pro-environmentalism & social justice
— supports palestine & all other territories unjustly suffering
I'm sorry for pulling a mini houdini on my social media accounts. If it's any consolation, one of the main reasons why I've been so silent on here is because I've had my nose deep in finishing up Crimson Hydrangea Day 3! ( Final word count is 50k which is more than Day 1+2 combined!) Speaking of which, the release date for Day 3 is sooner than you think. ;)
If you want to get an idea of what I've been up to and see some behind the scenes content I'd recommend checking out my Patreon! I've been updating it on a monthly basis with my progress. I also plan on releasing Day 3 on Patreon a few weeks before I release the free version publically. Aside from the release delay, the Patreon/paid version will contain NSFW content while the free one won't have any explicit content in it.
With that in mind, I have a massive backlog of asks I need to get through! Also, for those who sent me positive and concerned messages asking if I was alright, I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart. It really does mean a lot to know that you notice my absence and are willing to reach out in some way shape or form. I'm so incredibly appreciative of your kindness you have no idea. Thank you so much for caring about not only my work, but my well being as well. I hope you all are doing well and will enjoy my newest update when it does come out. <3
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