Aug 25, 2025
Yandere sanzu but like, you're adamant that you don't even watch to touch him, even though he's got you locked in a bedroom in a safe house that only he knows the location of. You glare, snarl and even spit at him, picking at the food he leaves for you as a defiant act against his kidnapping of you.
It would be soooo easy for him, to crush an aphrodisiac pill into your breakfast, so that by the time he comes after work, you're writhing in the sheets, face flushed and soaked down to the sheets and begging him to make it stop. Whining and pleading that it hurts, that it aches and you'll do anything for it to stop.
And of course he's all too happy to oblige. It's not as if he planned for this, right?