Yandere Akame x McLaren F1
Akame wasn't always a quiet girl. She would prank most people since she learned to walk. Her entire teen life was spent pranking other people; that was until the day she saw her future husband and forever love: The Shiny Black McLaren F1.
She was walking in the sumner heat and singing in despair when she saw it for the first time.
"Water.
i'm going to water the plants from my bedroom window.
And throw orange peel in,
To fertilize them.
Then-"
A mass of shining black streaked past her. Startled, she fell down.
It was simply the most beautiful and exhilarating sight she had ever seen. Before she hit the ground, she knew she had found her true love. She got up and chased after the black McLaren F1 with shining eyes.
As the car rounded a corner, she saw the car's butt and blushed. "My F1, i simply must have you..." Akame chased after the car. It stopped in front of a house; her house. A bored female climbed out.
Five minutes later, Akame sat inside her McLaren F1. Kurumu sat outside muching from a cookie bag; she didn't know they had a paralyzing drug in them. Akame's eyes went vacant, mouth hung loose, head leaned right, hands grabbed her cheeks as she fangirled.
"My, my if it isn't Akame-sama."
Akame rushed to her and grabbed her shoulders. "Is this your car?" She shook Kurumu maniacally. One of her Pocky sticks flew off.
"It iss- and there's no way... i'm giving it...to you.." Kurumu stared at the fallen Pocky stick. She pushed Akame away from her Black McLaren F1.
Akame began to shake violently. Her breathing turned erratic, she gripped Kurumu's shoulders again.
"i,ll pay you 10 kilo Jam-cookies every week."
Panting in arousal, she rubbed all over the dashboard, the steering wheel, the comforting sports seats that wrapped around her and the gearshifter.
Pressing her dishevelled body deeper into the driver's seat, she caressed the gearshift with her thighs and cooed, "i'll service you for the rest of my life, Love...."