Fuck it, lets start slow yeah? Also slight spoilers on Predator: Killer of Killers
Those collars that translate stuff, instead of putting it on you, your own yautja (yandere ofc) would wear it instead. He knows how cumbersome it is to wear such a demeaning object, so he sacrifices his own dignity so that he could understand you. And if he could, he would definitely make sure that it's only him that could understand you with that collar (though other yautjas could use their own collar if they really want to).
The yautja that has chosen you as his ooman seems to enjoy your presence (unbeknownst to you of course), but he has been stalking you for a while and you fear that he would attack you suddenly. But he never did, no, instead he approached you in a way that one would approach a scared animal, his arms wide open and his mandibles clicking and purring to soothe your nerves.
He points to the collar on his neck, metallic and heavy, before pointing to you. You shook your head of course, you don't want to wear a collar! But he does it again, this time speaking in his language, voice soft and deep.
"Ooman speak," the sudden robotic voice emanating from the collar startles you, and the predator purrs again to calm you down. It worked tremendously as you felt your muscles relax.
The purrs grow louder and the yautja shows... happiness? On it's face.
"I, closer?" He asks, tilting his head.
"You...wanna get closer?"
He nods, dutifully waiting for your approval.
"Sure, I guess?" His mandibles clicks approvingly before getting closer and closer until you are face to chest with him. You gave him permission to come close, but you did not expect him to come this close. As one would react normally, you step backwards in shock, but what you did not expect was him stepping forwards as soon as you did it.
You both moved in tandem, you trying to get away, and him wanting to stay in your personal space. The dance ended when you are pinned between a wall and another, fleshier — but muscular! — wall.
The whole time his purrs did not stop, instead, it got louder and louder the closer he got, and this time, you felt it vibrate your whole body when he nuzzles close to your neck.
You did not know whether to be disgusted or be scared, so you stayed there, still like a statue.
"Ooman not be scared, I, protect you."
Well then... considering that you literally can't do anything against a yautja, you just accepted whatever is happening. But you should really tell him to stop sniffing and licking your neck.
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