Summary: Akashi will win, he always does. And this time he’s betting it all on the line. You’ll be his, this he swore.
Warning: yandere themes, obsession, dub-con, threats and manipulation on Akashi’s part, just Akashi being Akashi in general
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Akashi knew what was expected of him perfection, and nothing less but when he laid his sights on you he instantly felt the trembles of defeat.
You were a old family friend, and classmate. His earliest memories revolve around you sitting inside with the elders playing various types of games; shoji included while he spend his time outside playing basketball.
You were a proper young lady, not even Akashi could deny that undisputed fact. But Akashi changed when his mother died. He became colder, distant and utterly devoted to the mere idea of perfection his father instilled within him. But you, you were like a breath of fresh air. He liked you so very much, and one thing Akashi hated was losing. So he resolved to chase after you, hone his skills, and make you recognize his talents. Even if it was the last thing he did.
He learned shoji to beat you after all. To make you look his way, and capture your soul and heart in one fell swoop. And if someone asked you, you’ll tell them you knew all along, but to what extent you’ll give a soft sigh say you did not know just yet.
Your relationship with Akashi was out of pure connivence. You being the heir to a old respected family, and him having a vast amount of wealth to his family name. It wasn’t like neither of you played dumb, you both knew after high-school you would get married one way or the other. But you didn’t know that along the way Akashi would develop some type of “feelings” toward you. It wasn’t like it was the good kind though, oh no it was bad. Way worse then when he played basketball. He liked teasing you endlessly.
He enjoyed mockingly “teaching” you shogi with the sole purpose of utterly embarrassing you. And damn was he good at it. Every time you lost, you had to compliment him. From his grades, talent at basketball, to his appearance.
“If I win this next game, you have to do everything I say.” He smiled tauntingly as you were cornered and ultimately ended up sacrificing your king.
“It isn’t over yet.” But he cracked a smile as directed your attention to his other pieces, surrounding your lone knight.
“But I already won, darling. So why don’t we start with that bet.”
At first he liked when you would sigh and puff out your bottom lip, chewing the skin of your inner cheek. But soon it got to the point of him wanting to see more. Seeing you whine, beg and scream as his hands were wrapped around your neck, restraining your breathing as your face flushed red, and your eyes submerged in tears.
As feeble attempts to scream resulted in whimpers and hallow sobs. He wanted to break your will, and make you beg for him. And so after another game of shogi he wagered removing a piece of clothing each time you lost. And soon just as you were in just in your underwear he couldn’t help, but let out a smirk. Soon the wager got worse, him saying that every time he won, he would add a finger to your cunt. At this point he reached three fingers and he was going to add another one, but you grasped his wrist as you pleaded for mercy saying you’ll do anything. Anything at all. And so expertly he waited for you to admit defeat.
“Just do it! Fuck off Akashi! I concede defeat you cocky bastard!”
And so he thought of all the ways he’ll pound harshly into your already sore cunt. He was mesmerized at the way your face distorted into pure bliss, and he smirked as he could see and feel you tremble under him, as he reached his peak. As his release coated your most intimate parts he gave a large smirk.
“I knew you would concede. I never lose after all. You’ll be my wife won’t you, darling?”
Akashi waited for a minute, and as you turned your head to the side he took your face into his hands and squeezed.
“I asked father, to push up the wedding.” And true to his word Akashi planned for a wedding, he couldn’t wait to see you in a white dress. But mostly he couldn’t wait to see you naked like you were brought into this world.
But alas, as time went you avoided Akashi. At school, and during the times he came to visit. It almost seemed like you two got into a fight said the elders. But that couldn’t be farther from the truth. With that Akashi promised to break into your room through your window you couldn’t help, but laugh. But like always Akashi did as promised. He scaled the wall up to the second floor, and through your balcony window he entered one night just as you were getting ready for bed.
As he entered you couldn’t help but gasp, out in fright. Akashi thoroughly enjoyed the way your eyebrows raised, your eyes widen and the way your mouth was left ajar. He wanted to see more, feel more, experience more, and with just a simple reach of his hands he picked you up, and threw you onto your perfectly made bed. He wanted, needed to see you a blushing, red, bumbling mess under him. And like anticipated, Akashi didn’t hesitate a second to capture your lips in his. He spend the rest of the morning taunting you, praising you, touching you in the most intimate of parts. But even then that wasn’t enough.
And with a dumbfounded look plastered across your features Akashi couldn’t help, but smirk. And strip you out of your nightly attire. He basked in the embarrassing, and tear stricken eyes you held. He gave a soft chuckle as you grasped at the bedding, trying to cover yourself and your most intimate parts.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” Akashi pinned your arms up, above your head. And savored the moment of the tears streaming down your cheeks.
He pressed his hands downwards against your womanhood, as he relished in your hallow whimpers and soft gasps. With the cheekiest smirk he could muster, he let his lips fall upon yours with a grin lingering against your lips. He took the opportunity of you gasping to insert his tongue into your mouth, at first you gasped out in shock. But soon the pain of his fingers lingering within your soaking hole lead to immeasurable pleasure as you arched your back and he took the opportunity to relish in your undoing. For he won the dangerous bet. He could only smirk as he finally whispered his desires as dirty, and perverse as they might be into your ear.
“I’ll be taking what’s mine, now. Don’t worry darling. You’ll be mine, won’t you darling? I can’t wait until your swollen and full with my cum. I’ll make sure nothing goes to waste. You’ll give me a child, or two right? I’ll make sure you never leave my side again. I love you too much for that to happen. Your finally mine, now.”
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