#m!eden

M!Eden x F!PC

You'd gotten married by completing a marriage license and sending it in. It wasn't required in your state to have a witness. Quite honestly, you were surprised Eden even had the proper documentation to complete the form. You knew he had yours. You vaguely acknowledged that you would not have a hand in filling the form out, nor deciding whether or not to get married but, nevertheless, you were elated.

His drive was fear. After an unfortunate and long hospital visit, he decided he'd never be left like that again. Unable to see you. Unable to make decisions for you. Unable to take you home until you were released. If anything was going to happen to you, he was going to be there.

Due to his motivation being so... practical, you expected nothing romantic. Perhaps some post-license sex. Maybe he'd cook you dinner. Or maybe you'd cook it together. That'd be cute, romantic even. But you knew him, after all, he was your husband.

But then, when you saw his smile when he had received a copy of your marriage license, you weren't quite sure you knew him. He'd just come in from trekking all the way to town, to his PO box, just for that license. Honestly, you had never seen him go in town so frequently, let alone during the winter. His cheeks and nose were red. Snow dusted his hair. His face was pure joy. You'd never seen him smile like that, so carefree. Lumbering over to you, he shows you the document. The license is slightly wrinkled from him holding it so tightly. There's your name, next to his, with your signatures beneath it. The hand holding the licenses is shaking, while his arm wraps around your waist.

You hadn't seen him this young looking in years. His mouth catches yours. He's being tender. Soft. It's romantic. It's not like him at all. But it certainly tastes like him. His tongue gently prods at your bottom lip until you allow him inside. Your shirt slides up as his hands slide across your stomach. Those hands which are encased in his soft leather gloves. Still cold from the outside, it makes you shiver. In response Eden moves his hands beneath your ass before pulling you up against his chest and carrying you to the bed. Your hands get tangled into his hair. You two crash onto the bed. A messy ball of limbs. He's tugging your pants off. Popping the buttons off your shirt by yanking it apart. One hand snakes around to your back, quickly unclipping your bra as the other fishes his cock out.

Before you know it, two gloved hands are holding your legs apart as his bare cock is sliding in and out of you. Granted, he never uses a condom. He's radiating body heat despite being fully clothed. He's taking his time, methodically fucking you. He's leaving hickies all along your neck, your collar bone, and your chest. It's almost painful how tightly he's gripping your thighs. Part of you gets a rush of sick pleasure from the thought of him bruising you.

One of his hands slides down and begins rubbing at your clit. In turn, your hips flex up to meet his touch. The heat builds and builds in you before he pulls away just before you reach your pinnacle leaving you whimpering. Raising his hand to his mouth, he laps up the juices collected on the gloves.

His rhythm stutters as he lets out a sigh of relief. Instead of pulling out and cumming all over your stomach, he pushes even deeper inside of you. His seed floods your womb. Slowly, he pulls out. The seed leaking out of you is pushed back in by Eden's fingers. Thrumming your clit with his thumb while he plugs your hole. A pressure builds in your stomach. His mouth crashes onto yours for another sweet, slow kiss while his other hand comes up to cup your cheek.

Finally, after he finishes you off he stops plugging your hole. After grabbing a rag to clean you up, he takes a minute to stare. The rag is tossed to the side as hands come down to spread your cunt open. To watch as it leaks down your thigh.

PWEASE-

Oh my God! How, how, how, how?! How do you manage to draw so deftly, I'm on all fours for the sake of your creations! I know that words are not enough, but A GIANT THANK YOU! I know this is a blog about fem!yandere, but can I find out any facts about Male!Eden? How different he is from his fem! versions? (And can I hug him?)

He's just as eager for your touch as the regular female Eden. I promise you that.

The differences mainly lie in his approach to you, to be honest? As a man he'd have to work harder to appear non-threatening, where as you (and others) would probably excuse more of the stalkerish behavior coming from a woman. (an unfortunate double standard, since this stuff's not okay when anyone does it.) He'd put in a bit more effort to be cordial so that you wouldn't be scared off.

I can't really go further into it without divulging some plot/world information I haven't really revealed yet, but I hope this is something? (Also, your words are more than enough. That support and kindness really means the world to me. 💜)