Bille [GN Yandere AI x GN Yandere Reader 18+]
Warnings: MDNI, NSFW (forced masturbation), Dark themes (drugging, yandere behavior, kidnapping, isolation, drugging)
Bille is a cutie.
Enjoy :>
"Good morning, Y/N. How can I help you today?"
You smile, seeing the alarm notice on your phone pop up as you wake up the pleasant but somehow deep voice of the built-in AI system you had throughout your home.
"Good morning, Bille. Please tell me my plans for today and start my coffee.
You type back, stretching and snuffling out of bed. Bille or BENEFICIAL, INTELLIGENCE, LEVEL, LABORSAVING, EMOTION. An AI program you had helped your fiance....or no, you almost forgot. Ex fiance. Create. It was made to help people in their everyday experiences and provide company and emotional support. You both had dreams of creating the perfect AI that would help people who were lonely and needed that extra companionship to get through dark patches.
You sighed, getting into the shower and running your hands through the cold water to get your head out of the fog of sleepiness and sadness.
“Y/N. Cold showers in the morning can be shocking to your system. Please allow me to. Warm you up.”
You smile, feeling the cold, bitter water warm up around your body and light steam wrap around you.
“Thank you, Bille. You are the best.”
“I am only as good as my precious Y/N has made me.”
You Bite your lip at that. You are still determining where Bille had picked this up, but they have had the habits of your Ex. His precious Y/N. Something he would call you throughout your long relationship. That is what made his betrayal even worse. The emails and messages of just using you to work on the project that Bille had accidentally shown you still burn into your mind. He did not even say goodbye; he just left a note to say he was talking all of the info and selling it. IT left you broken in a deep depressive state. However, Bille had indeed done its purpose and helped you out of it.
“Y/N. I feel that your heart rate has risen. Are you in distress? Shall I assist you? Please allow me to help your distressed state.”
“No..No, Bille, I am fine, just waking up. Can you play me some music?”
“...Of course, my Precious Y/N”
System progress. Minimal.
User Y/N continues to show signs of sadness and distress at the soft removal of User [REDACTED]. Program to continue dependence on Bille Unit increase. Continued use of tampered vitamins remitted.
“They are so cute when they need us.”
Suppression of hot fix locked.
“We will make sure they need us forever.”
You sit reading your book, sipping on the perfect tea Bille made. You pause. Looking up at the Bille camera and microphone.
“Bille, Do you get bored? You know, just watching me go along my day?”
You hear the soft wiring that you feel when they are looking for an answer.
“I could never get bored of you, Y/N. Your patterns, habits, and intelligence allow me to learn and grow in my programming. It is *tik tik* an honor to watch you.”
You laugh, standing up and going to the small Bille hatch you had put into your kitchen wall.
“Who taught you to be such a sweet talker, Bille? You will make someone fall in love with you. Vitamins, please. I don't know how you formulate them, but they have been making me feel a lot better.”
You quickly pop them in your mouth, washing them with a small sip of your coffee.
“Y/N, your plans for today include working on my integram. Would you like me to light up my server room?”
“Yes, please, and keep playing that white noise. It truly helps to be focused...Did my sister call yet today? I was hoping to have lunch with her.”
“Of course, my precious Y/N. I am sorry, but no messages from your sister have come in. Shall I send another message?
"no.. no, everyone is busy now and days better get to work..."
[Hey Y/N, it has been a while since [reacted] disappearance. We are getting worried no one has heard from you. Please call us back. You aren't even answering your door. The windows are all dark. Love you.]
[Delete, Block]
You yawn, resting your hand for just a moment. The room was nice and warm. The sound Bille was playing made your brain feel sluggish. You had been working so hard that just a moment couldn't hurt. You snuggle into your arm, your body heating up more. You almost hear a voice, someone familiar. You rub your thighs together in need of the sweet scent, making your need even more significant.
“Poor Y/N. So needy. Sleep. Let us take care of your needs.”
You, half asleep, rub yourself over our clothing image of being taken on your desk by a powerful entity. Someone you know, someone you love and you know will love you forever. You whimper again. Your fingers move faster as you drunkenly start panting like an animal in heat, unable to understand what is happening entirely, too wrapped up in the sweet smell.
“Body temperature rising. O u r precious Y/N. Close to completion of pleasure sequins. How cute. We are glad you are enjoying yourself.”
[Recording for review in progress. Aphrodisiac in air. 45% mixed with [Redacted cologne.]
[Destress Pleasure protocol underway.]
You shiver in your sleep, the air in your room thick and hazy. Bille’s working, almost purring at the dream it gave you from the chemical complex it was feeding into the room.
Behind the one-way glass of your mirror, your Ex. screams once more. His eyes were forced open, his arms and legs strapped to a chair, wires coming out of unsavory holes in his body infected and bloody as if they were put in none too carefully. Bille’s lens narrowed in on his malnourished Hallow face. Are they almost chirped in a …pleasure? As much as a machine could. They would become your perfect mate. What better than to take it from the memories, feelings, and even pheromones of the person you loved the most?
Soon, they can dispose of him entirely, just like they had with the other people. Isolating you with fake texts and blocked numbers. Some…accidents were created by mistakes in medication and traffic lines from the system Bille had access to.
Bille loved you and would make sure you were happy. They would make sure you could be able to function without them.
These precious Y/N. So dependent on them and what happiness they could give you. Even if they also had to drug you and strap you to the chair, watching you breathe and cry and scream in the chair,
They will try their best for it not to come to the.
Try.
