𝖉𝖚𝖒𝖇𝖆𝖘𝖘

・✶ ｡ﾟ☆ YANDERE DILF ☆ ;

★ note: ,,my ass ended up getting shy– so the nsfw is just hottie dilf having some nice thoughts than actual sex 😭

cw: age gap ig?, gn!reader, possessiveness, big man has two kids, teacher + neighbor reader, jealousy, stalking, lovely fantasizing, implied handjob, marking & breeding kink.

YANDERE DILF! who, some months ago, moved with his kids into the house next door to yours, old car arriving in a random morning with a big, burly, handsome man driving and two small children in the backseat, giggling at the prospect of a new life and all the friends and people they'd meet while the truck stands low and heavy with the amount of boxes and plushies it carried.

YANDERE DILF! who, the first thing he did after spending a day or two arranging boxes and furniture, was going to introduce himself and his little family to the neighborhood, knocking door to door with a happy, smiley expression which turned into a blushy, nervous one the moment he locked gazes with you.

YANDERE DILF! who, after having a small chat with you on the front porch of your house, learns that you not only are his next-door neighbor, but also the soon-to-be kindergarten teacher of his kids once the school season starts.

of course, the information slips like nothing into his dumbfounded mind as his heart shaped eyes can only stay focused on how pretty you looked under the sun, cute little pajamas covering your very much smaller form that could surely be protected and embraced by his larger one… if you'd let him, that is.

YANDERE DILF! who, with the excuse of it being by petition of his children, starts visiting your place more and more often, taking every chance possible to interact with you and get your attention, as it has been a good while since he last felt this giddy and interested in someone after his divorce.

YANDERE DILF! who, from behind the curtains of his window, sometimes likes to peek out and watch whatever is going on in the neighborhood, and by that, including whatever is it that's going on with you.

do you really think he doesn't notice how almost every day you're visited by either friends or family, or even other neighbors? do you think he likes it when you spend the night with whoever that disgusting guy he saw the other day was? of course not! maybe he should show you how to actually spend your time with someone who truly deserves it.

YANDERE DILF! who, during one of those nights the kids are with their mother, decides to knock on your door in hopes of passing the evening with his favorite, pretty neighbor. he hasn't seen anyone entering through your door all day, nor has noticed you being tired or in a hurry… so there shouldn't be any problem if he spent some hours with you, right?

YANDERE DILF! who quickly regrets his decision after a few minutes of being at your house. if only he wasn't so infatuated. if only he knew how to control himself, he wouldn't be in this situation right now. with a cozy, fluffy blanket thrown over his lap as he sits on the couch of your living room and slightly biting his lip as his dreamy gaze stays on you, the man is trying his best not to let the raging boner he's hiding be noticeable.

YANDERE DILF! who, after following the conversation and saying his goodbyes with the constant reminding memory of how lovely your smile is and how sweetly you talked to him, finally returns home, pants tented. once inside the private walls of his room, he ends up considering that it wouldn't be so bad to relieve some stress and help himself out.

...or would it?

is it bad? is he bad for wanting you to be the one wrapping yourself around his throb instead of his fist? for imagining those gorgeous lips of yours that are always smiling, now letting out the cutest moans ever while he covers every inch of your skin in purple marks, hips thrusting as deep as they can go? is he bad, for desiring to be cumming in you, instead of the messy stickiness he's loading out in his palm, needing to make such an angel only his?

“Don't worry, sweetheart... You'll be mine one day, and I will make sure of it. Just wait for me.”