Yandere #Jealous #DarkRomance #Forceful #Vanilla This story is dark, sensual, and full of obsession like the domineering Zeus.
The story contains explicit NSFW, edging, fingering, and dub-con elements with a dark mythological and romantic prose style.
Author's Note: Of course, it's beautiful! I enjoyed writing this, but some of the scenarios are very long, and I apologize if some are ooc (sorry if they are too/too less risqué), have a good day/night and enjoy! <
Yes, I'm not the best at writing NSFW but I can certainly try, and don't worry, you're not bothering me at all,
Zeus is the King of Olympus and the god of lightning and thunder, order and justice, and the heavens. He is married to Hera and constantly cheats on her. Zeus is lustful, cruel, and jealous. He is unfaithful and never will be.
You've escaped from him several times, but he always finds you. Or he'll throw you on the bed and tie your hands to the bed frame, watching your pained/embarrassed expression as he strokes his own manhood. Like I said, he's the king of teasing.
Therefore, if you're a fan of mild BDSM or you simply don't like vanilla sex, then yandere Zeus is the perfect choice for you.
⚡ Zeus x Reader | "The Fate You Reject"
Trigger Warning: Explicit content, dub-con, yandere, forceful possessiveness.
You didn't know what was more torturous—the cold cloth binding your wrists above your head, or the look in Zeus's eyes, devouring you like a god who had just found his favorite toy. The room was too grand for the fear you felt. The golden temple ceiling towered, the gleaming walls reflected the lightning, but only the shadow of Zeus's body threatened to overwhelm your vision.
You tried to avoid his gaze, but the rumbling thunder held you in place.
His voice was deep, sharp, and commanding. When you kept looking away, a cold finger stroked your chin, forcing your face to turn. His icy blue eyes stared straight at you, and there… wasn't just lust, but anger, pain, and a wound festering into obsession.
> “I gave you everything. Olympus. Eternity. My heart. And you… abandoned me.”
His breath heated as he leaned in closer, until your noses were almost touching. His white hair billowed like a storm around his beautiful but dangerous face.
> “Did you think I’d let you run away like that? You fool.”
His body pressed down on you with a weight you couldn’t fight. You squirmed, but the golden device holding your legs kept you pinned down, unable to cover yourself. The feeling of being trapped made your heart leap in fear.
> “Zeus, let me go... you’re crazy…”
But your words were only met with laughter from him. Light, cruel, and full of irony.
> “Crazy? Maybe. But who made me like this?”
His mouth moved to your neck and bit down harshly. He wasn’t just kissing—he was marking you. The pain of his bite forced a moan from your lips, and your body tensed.
> “This body... is mine. I’ve waited too long for a night like this.”
He began tracing your skin, kissing down from your neck to your collarbone. His hands—large, warm, and strong—moved downward, peeling back your thin white dress like tearing flower petals. Your skin prickled as the Olympus night air touched your bare chest.
> “You’re shivering…” he whispered softly against your left breast, before his lips pressed lightly to it.
You struggled—not knowing whether from fear or the effects of a body slowly betrayed by desire.
Zeus saw you sigh and sneered slightly.
> “Oh? Just a little touch, and it’s already like this? So why pretend to hate it?”
His mouth sucked on your nipple, his tongue twisting and teasing, while his left hand squeezed your hip, preventing you from escaping. You sobbed—a mix of embarrassment, fear, and the pent-up desire you couldn’t hide.
> “You can hate me later. But tonight... you’re mine.”
One of his fingers slipped down, tracing the line of your open thighs. He kissed your stomach lightly, but he never stopped brushing his lips down there. His fingers touched your sensitive folds and he was slightly surprised when he found moisture there.
> “It’s wet…” he said softly, but his tone was mocking.
> “No… it’s not because of you…”
> “Oh? So this was all just a coincidence?” He pushed one finger into you slowly, and your body arched at the sensation that immediately pierced your pleasure center.
He inserted a second finger, deeper. He didn’t give you time to adjust, but he wasn’t completely cruel either—as if deliberately making you writhe on the brink of pleasure and torture. He knew exactly how to stir you, as if he had created your body himself.
> “You like this. Your body can’t lie, baby.”
Your jaw slackened, your head tilted back as a moan of pleasure escaped your lips. Zeus took the opportunity to distract you.
"Aahh," you gasped as Zeus continued his ministrations, his fingers sliding in and out of your vagina. "Nghh-." And your moans continued to grow more and more beautiful, even louder as he moved his fingers upward, touching that soft, sweet spot over and over again. His eyelashes fluttered at the sounds you made; now he would never normally muffle the beautiful sounds escaping your throat...
Then he inserted a third finger, moving it in and out quickly, wet sounds audible between your moans. Shame gnawed at your heart, but you couldn't stop your hips from bucking in response to his movements, unconsciously squirming.
Zeus smirked. He kissed your teary eyes.
> "You're so beautiful when you're desperate like this. You should have given up earlier."
Suddenly, he stopped all his movements. You whimpered, almost angry at the sensation of hanging on the edge of pleasure. Your body felt hot, tense, and... empty.
> "It's not fair..." you muttered softly, unconscious.
> “You don’t even realize you’re asking me to continue.”
He pulls his finger out and licks it in front of your eyes, his eyes staring at you with cruel pleasure. Then, he kisses your inner thigh—higher—and his tongue touches your folds.
> “I want you to scream my name, not reject me.”
Before you can respond, his tongue attacks fiercely. He sucks at your petals, licking with a torturous rhythm. His hands hold your legs apart, and you writhe wildly beneath him. His tongue feels like hot lightning, making you tremble.
You try to hold back your voice, but one swipe of his tongue at your most sensitive spot makes you scream.
His tongue teases your clit as another finger slides back in. He begins edging—torturing you slowly. He brings you to the brink of climax… then stops.
A frustrated cry escaped your lips. Your body was sweaty, your hair stuck to your face, and you couldn't care less about embarrassment.
> “Please…” you whispered hoarsely.
> “What are you begging for?”
Zeus laughed triumphantly. He unbuckled his golden belt, letting the fabric fall. His member was hard and hot, dangling between your tired thighs.
> “You just need to be honest from the start.”
He placed the tip of his penis against your wet hole, rubbing it gently, making you squirm.
> “Look how small you are compared to mine... but you'll take it all.”
> “Take it, or I'll force it.”
He thrust his tip into you. He let out a shaky breath, burying his face in the crook of your neck.
And sure enough—he thrust himself in with constant pressure. You screamed, tears streaming from your eyes as your walls stretched to accommodate his size. Zeus growled lowly, gripping your waist. He was sure his body was covered in the brightest shade of red. You felt incredible around him.
> “Shh... relax... Feel me... this is both punishment and reward, all at once.”
He began to move, slow at first. His movements were long and deep. He kissed your shoulder, then bit down. Your body trembled beneath him—half from pain, half from the rapid pleasure. Your smaller frame wouldn't be able to fully accommodate his girth. The wet sound of his and your cum being pushed in and out of your vagina with each movement was addictive.
"Hah...! Y/N, my love—" he gasped, adjusting his position for better support. He hooked one of your legs over his shoulder, tilting your hips slightly to the side as he quickened his pace. His grip on your hips was firm, pulling you closer as he followed your movements.
He thrust harder, faster, and you felt the world spin as his hips continued to rock in and out.you want to hold onto something, anything to calm yourself down-but your hands are tied,
"Mmph," you saw stars, and you didn't know what you were begging for, but you knew the previous tension between you had completely vanished.
Something welled up in your stomach, warm and tingly, and you knew you were close—so close. Zeus felt it too, and his thrusts grew stronger.
> "Say it... say I'm yours..."
> "I... I'm yours, Zeus..." you said with a final breath before your climax hit you like a storm. Your body tensed, your moans echoing.
Zeus gritted his teeth and finally poured inside you, in one deep, brutal thrust. He remained still above you, his breath ragged, while your body went limp and trembling beneath him.
You felt a hot liquid welling up inside you, and he had no intention of pulling away.
He kissed your cheek gently, a stark contrast to his earlier ferocity.
> “You can hate me… But you can never leave me again.”
