Yandere!Friend With Benefits
Male Yandere x Fem!Reader ||
Your FWB situation was going well until he loses you to the idea of you wanting a real relationship again. But he can’t let you go so he stays, he watches, till you call him up for a rebound after the breakup. He’ll make sure he won’t lose you again
Yandere!Friend With Benefits had been watching you. Waiting for you.
Ever since you called off your little situation together he’s been waiting. ‘I want to try to get back out on the market.’ You had said to him in the middle of a busy cafe.
‘I know you’re not looking to get into a relationship. If you were then maybe we could’ve tried this out!’ The teasing in your voice still rings in his ears months later and the longing hidden in your gaze is still burned into his mind. What did you even know?
At the time he had been too shocked to answer, to voice just how badly he wanted to be with you. But before he knew it you were getting up and hurrying out the door with the cutest blush on your cheeks.
If he had called you after the fact there’s no way you would’ve believed him. Yet he couldn’t exactly leave you either. Especially not after a confession that sweet. He could never let you go now. And together you two had joined in ways he’d never felt before.
That sort of bond didn’t just happen every day, you know. It was worth keeping. Protecting.
He could still see it now even know he had done nothing but watch it slip through his fingers at the time. Your body writhing beneath his, looking like an angel as you squirted all over his cock. Covering him in your sweet juices. Refusing to stop until your legs were jelly and you needed water or else you’d nearly faint when you’d try to stand.
With all the stress in your life he relished being that bliss for you. Besides, you just looked too cute all fucked out, your body jiggling from the force of his thrusts.
Every time you’d try to squirm away his fingers would fog into your thighs and slam you back down his length. Maintaining such a frantic pace till you’d drench his cock with your release, milking his throbbing rob for all it was worth.
All he is left with is the memory… and the cameras he still has hidden across your apartment. It’s his only remaining connection to you. A little sick and twisted of him, sure. Not much different from home videos or couple photos people still keep after a breakup. At least that’s what he tells himself as he watches you.
Date after date comes to pick you up at the door yet none ever make it through. Until one does and a strange ugly feeling twists heavy in his gut. He watches your whole relationship from the safety of the screen.
Never interfering as much as he wants to. He rarely leaves the desk, not trusting himself no to go over to your place and properly claim you as his.
Much to his amusement the relationship falls apart pretty quickly. The guy messing things up by not realizing what a catch you are. Been there, done that. That asshole will soon learn the giant mistake he just made by letting you go like he did.
But, oh? What’s this? Maybe his shot isn’t lost at all. He can see you pacing your apartment, his contact pulled up on your phone.
“Do it, babygirl, just give in and beg me to come back,” he whispers to the screen, stopping mere inches from it.
The second your thumb is hitting that call button he’s bolting out of his chair, responding to your timid ‘hi’ with a blunt, ‘I’m on my way, sweetheart.’
That’s how Yan!FWB finds himself face to face with your perfect glistening cunt. Exposed to his hungry gaze, restraint hanging on by a thread. This is his chance. His second chance to make sure without a doubt you’re his. Also his second chance to get back into the warm snugness of your tight channel.
“Pl-please move. Do—nngh!—n’t stop,” you whine, just as pretty as he remembers. So much better in real life than on audio.
A dark grin spreads across his face as your eager plea. He can feel his tight you are for him. The way your pussy clenches and ripples down his cock as he pushes deeper and deeper inside of you.
You’re so damn tight, tighter than he remembered. It’s like your cunt had forgotten what it was like to be owned by him. Pleasured by him and stretched to the point of reaching your breaking point. And he knows exactly why. It isn’t that hard to guess.
“You’ve missed this, haven’t you baby?” He purrs in a low teasing rumble.
With one more swift snap of his hips he buries himself in your clutching heat to the hilt, his balls slapping settle against your ass. A strangled whimper escapes you as much as you try to hold back. It’s no use, he knows how much you’ve missed him.
“Bet you miss having a real man’s cock stretching out this greedy lil’ pussy. And crave being fucked like the desperate slut you are.”
Yan!FWB rolls his hips, fucking into you with long smooth strokes that hit deep within your hot needy sex. Every thrust has him diving deeper into parts of you that haven’t been reached in months. Stretching you wider around his girth. It pulses and throbs against him, begging for more.
It takes all the strength he has not to just start pounding away at you immediately. But more than anything he wants to make this reunion good for you. Because right now he has never actually felt better. He can feel every inch of you welcoming him back home.
It’s obvious how much you’ve been aching for this. Not only for this but aching for him too. Even if you can’t say anything or admit it to yourself or anyone else.
He can see it in the look in your eyes.
His hands smooth up and down your thighs, hiking them up around his waist. From that alone he watches you quiver. So he angles his hips to graze along your sweet spot just to see you gasp.
“I’m sure that pathetic excuse for an ex couldn’t satisfy you. Doubt he never even bothered to try, did he?” He asks with a cruel laugh. He narrows in to whisper in your ear. “I can tell he couldn’t fill you the way I can, couldn’t fuck you like you need to be fucked.”
The drag of his cock along your walls is driving to ecstasy. You can feel him everywhere yet you need more. And you know that he’s the only one who can give it to you. No other man can satisfy the ache between your thighs like he can.
Stranglers whimpers leave you as you writhe beneath him, ready for more. So ready for it.
He grips your hips harder, fingers sinking into the soft flesh of your ass as he picks up pace. The wet messy sound of skin slapping against skin echoes through the room as he fucks into you harder and faster with zero abandon.
Pleasure bursts across your body in ways you’ve missed and are sure of now that you can never go without again.
“Oh yeah, that’s it, baby. Take my cock. Fuck, she missed it so much. Take it like the good little cock slut you are,” he snarls, pure dominance in his tone that makes you automatically spread your legs wider. “This is everything you’ve been missing, sugar. It’s what you need— I’m what you need.”
His words churn inside your mind, back and forth with every thrust till it consumes you. He’s right. This is all you’ve been needing. What’s the point of a relationship with some asshole if you didn’t have this too? One night like this is worth ten more with someone else. It’s obvious in the way he works your body like he owns it.
One hand slides up your body, worshipping every inch that it touches until it tenderly wraps around your throat. Squeezing just enough to make you gasp. While the other immediately finds your clit to greet it like an old friend.
Every tight flick or pinch of his fingers is heightened by your lack of air. Tingles shoot down your spine, the intensity of his brutal jackhammering cock sends shockwaves through your body. All thoughts of your ex fade as though he never existed. Only this.
The knot in your belly tightens, getting closer to that glorious release you’ve been in search of for so long now. Your heart is racing as every muscle in your body tenses. Ready to give him everything he’s been wanting too.
Desperate to ground yourself in something your hands fly out and scratches down his back, digging in deeper as his thrusts hit right where you need them to. The relentless rocking rhythm of his hips helps push you over the edge into bliss.
Yan!FWB can tell when you’ve come undone around his girth, can see the way your body starts to shake and tremble as he fucks you with everything he has. Your pretty cunt milks him dry as he spills his massive load straight into your womb. From that second he knows.
He fucking knows without a doubt that you’re now his. That you always will be. No matter who tries to replace him, no one can ever level up to how good he can make you feel. No one can ruin you like he can.
“Fuck, baby… you’re mine. This pussy belongs to me, your moans belong to me— your very being belongs to me. And I’ll remind you of that as many times as it takes to stick.”
