you 🤝me for yan! neuvilette 🤗
Yandere! Neuvillette
(be warned, probably OOC. Brought up his dragon biology, but also probably wrong lol. Just your normal brainrot at 3am in the morning. NSFW ahead, a bit of noncon, with fem!reader)
Neuvi being all kind and partial at first to you, the same way he treated most of the people of Fontaine.
Neuvi hearing from the melusines that you brings them cute baked goods from your bakery.
Had a first taste of them when he caught you in the act of giving one to melusines by the opera house
Was pleasantly surprised by how good it tastes, wants to have more, ended up being a regular at your bakery.
Turns out you haven't done any legal papers for your bakery yet, so it's not open to the public.
Torn between helping you with legalities and having your baked goods shared with people, or not help you and horde your baked goods by himself for a little while longer.
Not until those baked goods became your attention.
Found himself always staring at you whenever you got out off your shop/home and buying ingredients.
The sun always shine bright yet the atmosphere cool whenever he's with you, but then it turns to a rain whenever he had to leave you.
Neuvi being jealous for the first time when you interacted a little bit too friendly to the shop owner you frequent.
Finding out the owner has been your friend for a very long time.
Yan! Neuvi being disgusted and at conflict with himself as he searches through that friend's file, finding out more about them, eyes sharpening as his information told him your friend has liked you for a long time.
His dragon instincts, once dormant, awoken, and it altered the chemistry inside of him.
Anxiety riddled the man as these complex emotions took hold of his throat, choking him from the overwhelming feelings he had for you.
It's not healthy, he's painfully aware of that.
But whenever he looked at you, he felt that it's so right to have you in his arms.
Emotions were never his strong suit. As the rain falls and the sky darkened, his cheeks pale and dry, he watches as you run away from the rain to the shade with your friend, a big smile and a chatter to your face.
He's scared for the first time as he approaches you one day, fully spent and bursting from the seams.
He ignored his feelings far too long to the point that it's overflowing, flooding his once sound mind and heart. Corrupting him with love.
Yan! Neuvi confessing to you, telling you he loved you dearly that it hurts.
Yan! Neuvi, scared of his own feelings, aware that it's not what love is supposed to look like, yet had the courage to confess still.
If reciprocated, the winds will stop howling as the storm subsided, but yan! Neuvi's love will choke you. His anxiousness of not always being with you, not knowing your every move, will strain the relationship more than help.
If not reciprocated... Fontaine will drown.
Yan! Neuvillette, months into the relationship, awoken his dragon instincts once dormant.
Became a bit more possessive, bit by bit, little by little it's not even noticable.
Scales decorates his cheeks, like a blue blush littered with freckles.
An itch by his tailbone, as if wanting to escape.
Yan! Neuvillette never noticed it, as he's too busy with you.
Not until his rut took ahold of him.
Yan! Neuvillette, eyes wide, hastily rescheduled trials to next week. As the first week of his rut will be the worst.
He wanted to seek you out so bad, breed you until you cry, to pump you full of his seed.
But he gritted his teeth and stayed inside his home.
The people were worried, and you were too. The melusines had a vague idea, but all they knew for sure is to never, ever let people panic and worry.
You on the other hand, foolishly took a hike to his home.
Bad mistake.
Even before you knocked, the doors opened, making you curiously enter the home and it closes behind you like a cliche horror movie.
A trail of blue light, and a peculiar scent drove you to a double door, making you gulp.
You knew from Furina that he became quite snappy days before this... Week long hideaway, so you didn't know what to expect.
But you didn't expect being under him, face down, ass up, with him behind you, pressing his hips against yours.
His body, fully slotted against your back, felt so hot. His face, close to your cheeks, breathed warm air as he covered your mouth.
"I'm sorry, my love. Bare with me. Your scent is driving me quite... Hah...."
A shaky voice, his hips bucking into yours against clothed parts, his hand clasping your mouth shut and the other teasingly playing with the band of your pants.
You asked him what's wrong.
"rut... It's been quite a while since I had this... But I swear I am no juvenile dragon desperately seeking release... Forgive me.... Hng..."
You knew he's a dragon, he said it before, but being on the blunt end of his rut of all things was scary, yet somehow exciting.
So you kept quiet as he continued to grind his hard on against your slowly getting wet core.
It felt good, the way his large body covered yours as he ground against you. Everytime you move, his legs will strongly keep you in place, making you helpless to his pleasures all the while he kept apologizing.
You decided to give him your consent, making him shiver.
"this... This is not just one of, my love. It will be for a week. A different race and specie as you may, but there's a possibility you will be..."
Yan! Neuvillette's hand snaked around your torso and his hot palm settling down on your abdomen, where your womb is, making you shiver.
You nodded, not knowing if you'll regret this once it actually happens.
Yan! Neuvillette, now with explicit consent, took off your clothes hastily and pressed down your face and body, front down on the bed, and took off his.
He positioned himself between you, and his long, slender fingers teased your core.
"Oh, love. Look at you, so wet for me... I'll be making sure to breed you successfully... You'll be mine, for eternity."
With that promise, he slowly enters a digit or two, loosening you up and making you moan to the bed. Gripping the sheets from the sparks eminating from your body.
God knows how bad yan! Neuvillette was holding himself back as he watched you squirm and pant, his cock straining against his underwear.
"Why wait... Ugh... You're so... Hng..."
A blabbering nonsense, this once so smart and righteous man fell from grace as he felt his tip against your folds slowly pushing in. Veins bulged against his arms as he gritted his teeth, jaw flexed.
Once he fully got enveloped by your warmth, he fully placed his weight down on your back, his lips finding a way to your neck and slowly kissed it as he waited for you to adjust to his size.
At first it was slow. Deliberate, sensual. Until it turned to a rhythm, then a desperate need to rut inside of you.
His teeth finding way to the base of your neck and biting it, marking you as his and making you scream.
Clenching around him, he held your hips as he rutted desperately inside of you, an insane need to breed you till you fall apart.
"My love, come on, I know you want to give it to me... Come undone, please."
His long, hard shaft slid in and out of you accompanied by an embarrassing cacophony of wetness and skin slapping. Hitting your most favorable spots that make you squirm and moan.
You saw stars as you gave in, the breath knocked out of you as he came inside also, making him gasp in pleasure.
Emptying inside of you but not pulling out, he gave small Eskimo kisses on your mark.
To hide from shame, he doesn't want to see your face as he continued to breed you in a prone bone position for the night.
He's aware, too aware that this is wrong.
But it felt too good to stop.
And he had your consent, so what's the hold up?
But be patient, let him come around to terms as he whispered sweet and dirty nothings in your ear, a desperation to impregnate you running through his blood due to his rut.
And maybe, by the third, fourth, or so on days on his rut, he'll be able to face you, and face the consequences of his actions.