Request: Omg requests are open!!!🥰 also I hope you’re doing good 💕 Can you do NSFW stalker tsukishima and lev (separately) as models who are in love with the photographer?
I'm doin great sweetie😘. I hope I did well with both of them, since I'm not too familiar writing them, but I hope you enjoy nevertheless!
Warnings: Tsukki's mean comments, yandere themes, m. masturbation, stalking, noncon, fingering, mentions of Alisa briefly (accepting/supporting Lev's actions)
Tsukishima
> Tsukishima is one of the more unapproachable models who often has people quitting because of his constant rude comments and his resting bitch face, but lots of people want to work with him because he's a good model... he just has a sour attitude.
> Recently, however, his comments have hit the point where you don't know if he hates you or likes you. One moment, he's calling you an idiot because you forgot your camera, but then he's offering to get it for you because you just sat down. He treats you the nicest, but it is still weird.
> Then it gets even weirder, because now he's only spouting rude comments to you. He makes your life miserable, never listening to you and constantly changing his schedule without notifying you. He has you running around like a chicken without a head, to and fro trying to please him.
> The thing is... he gets off on that. Watching this little photographer do anything in their power to make him happy? The fact you don't even show interest in quitting despite his rude and blunt commentary? Your sweet smile when you get a good shot of him and then proudly show it to him, ignoring his scoff and continuing to smile? Makes him sick on the outside, but it just makes him more twisted deep inside.
> He wants you to be underneath him, unable to do anything as he forces himself on you. Knowing you, work the next day would be the same thing, but your smile would be gone. He doesn't mind, enjoying the idea of having you all to himself gets more and more tempting as you interact with more and more people.
> A common evening for him involves him reminiscing on how cute you sound whenever he randomly pops up behind you, or how joyful you look when something turns out just right. He wants to take that away from you. He doesn't want you to look at him like he's put the stars in the sky, but rather as if he's taken the sun from the day and covered you in his darkness. Of course, he often has his hand wrapped around his cock as he imagines fucking you as you cry out.
> Then the perfect opportunity arrives. You're taking a few shots for your portfolio, it's late at night, people have left to go home, he's enjoying all of your attention and already thinking about where the cameras are and how to avoid them when the lights go out. It's like this was his moment. No cameras, no witnesses, and your innocent self thinking he could care less about you.
"Tsukishima-san, what-!" you gasp out, feeling a hand cup your ass. Spinning around, the lightning outside flashes to reveal a wicked smirk painted on his lips. Another flash reveals he's stepped closer to you. "What.. what are you doing?"
"What am I doing? I'm taking what I rightfully deserve," he simply says, hands dropping on your shoulders and forcing your knees to buckle. "I taking you, but first," another flash illuminates the room, revealing your horror-struck face and his deranged smile, "I want a taste."
Lev
> He's the exact opposite of Tsukishima. Tsukki doesn't like people, but people love him because he's a popular lone model. Lev loves people, and people love him, but it's mainly because him and his sister are two hot models people can get major bank working for. He doesn't get lone modelling gigs until you come along, working for a company that wants to advertise men's clothing.
> Lev is ecstatic because you didn't mention his sister's name even once. You are only looking for him, only needing him, so he's over the moon! He's so thankful, he even offers to walk you home after you run over the basics with him. He's too kind to leave you alone at night, so he follows you home just in case! He's looking out for you!
> He's a giant puppy, honestly, he just appreciates how you're only looking to him as a model. He wants to be friends! His hugs are something you have to get used to, but you set boundaries he constantly ignores. Hugging you whenever you drop in to get him from one of his and his sister's shots, only for you to squirm away and tell him to not do that here. He pouts, making you give him a proper hug.
> He sees nothing wrong. Alisa thinks it's sweet. Everyone else? Your relationship is unprofessional. Their looks of disapproval doesn't help you're young in your field. It also doesn't help that you have to mention to Lev your time with his is almost over. Two more outfits to model and you'll be leaving. When you finally tell him...
"I won't let you go! You're my friend!" He shouts across the studio. It's broad daylight and anybody could hear him, but would they care? He's one of Japan's top male models - you're just a photographer. You're cowering on the floor, at the mercy of his outburst, broken camera beside you as he ruins the set for the photoshoot.
"Haiba-san, plea-" you begin.
"Lev! You always call me Lev!" His outburst interrupts you, your hands covering your ears. It isn't until he's pushing you down onto the cold floor do you realize he's getting angrier. "You can't leave me behind, [Y/N],"
"Lev," you try again, wetting your lips as you look up at him, pity in your eyes. "It's not my choice. It's the company's,"
"Then I'll have you working for me. If you try to leave me," his eyes are blown wide, frantic as his large hands begin to tug at your shirt. Feeble hands are no match for his strength, his hands worming their way down into your pants and rubbing at your most sensitive area. "I'll tell everyone you tried to seduce me. I've seen the way they look at you. You're below them in everything, only here because of me. You'll fall and crumble because of me; you don't want that, do you?"
"Lev, stop-!" You beg, feeling two of his fingers enter you as they rub against your walls, but he just smiles down at you.
"You feel even better than I imagined, you know? I hope you don't mind me indulging in myself. My sister's been dying to meet you - got your room set up and everything. You'll love living with us - you can be our little photographer, but you have to remember you were mine first okay?" He continues to blabber on as your hands weakly try to push him off, feeling your walls fluttering on his digits as he continues to pump them into you. He isn't listening to your cries asking him to stop and you're almost positive you won't be walking from here without a limp.