Yandere Male Elf x Fem Reader
Warnings: Yandere themes, consensual relations, he's just a lil freaked out, violence, a little bit of yearning (not really)
Humans and elves live alongside each other fairly amicably. There were occasional territorial disputes, of course, and the rare wars recorded throughout history; but in the modern day, your worlds were allies. You are a researcher at a Botanical Science Research Center. Your job consists of looking at plants, taking photos of said plants, and taking a sample or two to study in a laboratory. The elven territories hold fauna that humans have never been able to access. But, with new studies being founded on the medicinal benefits some of their plants may have, your boss was quick to get you on a private trip to their territories with the permission of the Elven King. What you didn't quite comprehend was why the hell your tourist guide was the Elven King himself; Yinwa Doren. You were not dressed in 'greeting the great Elven King attire.' Upon arrival to the forest, you immediately bowed your head, the little lanyard with your company ID smacking you in the face and causing the prince to let out a soft chuckle. "H-Hello, sir- er- your majesty!" You had only faintly read over elven pleasantries and quick tips. You prayed to any and every god there was to please not let you offend a man that could singlehandedly start a ten thousand year war. "Please, raise your head. I am a friend today." His voice was smooth, quiet yet demanding. He found you to be an utterly adorable human. Yinwa would often spend his days reading human literature and secretly watching human media, from movies to shows to more intimate videos. You reminded him of the nerd archetype he would see in a few early 2000's films. He wondered if your personality was genuine, or simply a character you decided to put on to woo him. Yinwa placed a slender hand across your back, leading you into the forest to find the plants you would need for your research. The way your eyes would light up as soon as you'd see a rare plant, and the smile on your face when you would go on ranting about random botany facts; Oh, he found humans to be entirely too delectable! "Why is it that humans have gained an interest in our lands?" The king hummed, gliding his nimble fingers over a leaf before faintly brushing his thumb against yours. You pulled your hand back, startled and flustered, only serving to amuse Yinwa further. You let out a nervous laugh before shrugging, "The plants you have here... Could save a lot of lives." You turned your head to face him. "Elves live for thousands of years. But us humans, we only get 80 or so if we're lucky. I want to make sure everyone can make the most of all of their years." Yinwa's lips curved into a deep smile, his yellow irises tracing the shape of your eyes down to the plumpness of your lips. "Humans are fragile creatures," he agreed, almost begrudgingly. From that day on, Yinwa began requesting for more visits, cloaked under the guise that he was only offering more plants for the research facility as an act of good faith between the elves and the humans.
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Your second outing together was filled with flirtatious hints from the elven king.
"Your skin is quite soft for a human." He would remark rather unabashed, a finger trailing up the smoothness of your arm and causing goosebumps to form.
To not offend the king you would naturally shy away, if only slightly. A nervous laugh and a visibly flushed face was Yinwa's only confirmation that his advances were working.
"Your hair is down today," Yinwa noticed, eyes widened. You were trying to impress him, he figured. "How lovely." With a quick lean, Yinwa buried his face into the mid section of your hair, inhaling deeply. "Hmm, flowery."
It was one such day, when his request to meet with you had been approved again, that you became only a bit more confident. You were completely sure the elven king was flirting with you and you would be a fool not to accept. You let your hair fall loosely against yourself, your button up shirt separating where your cleavage began, your makeup done a little heavier; it was all to entice him, reel Yinwa over the edge just enough to make the first move seeing as you certainly weren't going to.
He was more than happy to oblige with your obvious intentions, quickly pulling you into a secluded area and ravaging your body.
At first, Yinwa was gentle. He softly squeezed at your thighs, love handles, then gently cupped your cheek into his hand, his free one rising to knead at your breast. It was slow, deliberate, like he wanted to imprint himself into your very flesh. Your struggling moans confirmed your sensitive spots; the little vein trailing up your neck, your abdomen. Frankly, anywhere his mouth would latch onto would spur a reaction out of you.
"Does everything I do arouse you?" He mumbled in-between his licking at your shoulder. Your only response was a hand lightly shoving at his chest.
Yinwa chuckled before moving towards your lips, catching your tongue and nipping at your mouth. He needed to taste you, be as disgustingly close to you as possible.
As he laid you hesitantly against a tree, his knee travelled upward, situating itself beneath your wetness and moving forward and back. Your head flung backward, hitting the bark of the tree hard and causing a half-hearted yelp before Yinwa could muffle the noise with another kiss.
"As much as I love the sounds you make, little human," He put his long index finger into your mouth, then another before moving them closer to the back of your throat. "We must be silent."
Yinwa began pumping his fingers in and out of your lips, your saliva traveling down your chin and jaw; the lewd scene causing the elven prince to feel that familiar tightness in his pants, the one that he often got spending the day with you.
He continued moving his knee against your clothed cunt, allowing you to get yourself off while he relished in the sensation. Your arms snaked around his neck, pulling Yinwa unexpectedly closer. "How needy~" He cooed into your ear, licking the lobe and removing his fingers.
Yinwa could feel your grinding becoming eratic, desperate, like an animal in heat seeking relief from the painful knot in your chest. "See how good I can make you feel? Go ahead, that's it." His voice was an inviolable reminder of the elven man's power over you.
He spoke in a way that commanded respect, and you were certainly no fool to deny him such an ego boost. As you rode out your high, Yinwa continued to whisper sweet nothings into your ear. Sometimes pleasantly degrading, other times with genuine praise.
"You'll continue meeting with me, won't you?" The pleading cadence he masked over his usually authoritative tone sent you entirely over the edge, your moans a muffled cry as you finished from grinding against him.
"Yes, yes, yes," You babbled out. "Of course, my king."
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You held true to your promise, meeting with Yinwa at an almost weekly basis under the guise of collecting new samples for the laboratory.
The both of you would often spend the majority of these outings on top of one another, cuddling and kissing and growing a budding summer romance that only strengthened with time. Of course, you focused on your research (because of course you did, you were his little nerd). So focused on improving the average health of humans. Yinwa became a sweet respite from the hustle and bustle of your strict work schedule; a kind, innocent elf. You, in all honesty, had no clue how he could run an entire kingdom when he seemed so aloof. That unconcerned personality was exactly the front he needed for you to believe of him. To you, he would be your kind little king with a passionately gentle love. To the unfortunate elves working in the king's own research facility, he is a malevolent dictator, desperate and conniving and forceful in their astringent work schedules that he personally crafted. "Humans live far too short lives." He whispered, a soft smile on his face as he inspected the different tonics created by his royal scientists. That same hand that held you with such tenderness became a weapon as he gripped the back of one of the elves' necks, forcefully shoving them forward. "How do you expect me to call this woman mine if I can't even fix something as trivial as a lifespan?" His words were sharp, targeted. "I will do whatever it takes for my little human."