Tainted Devotion
Yandere!Phainon x Fem!Reader
synopsis : You and Phanion were just supposed to be friends with benefits, nothing more. So what happens when something dark and unimaginable snaps inside of him and he decides that you two are meant for each other... forever
warning : kidnapping, drugging, stalking, manipulation, suggestive content, lots of making out :* 🧎🏽♀️
"i really wish you would stop struggling against the ropes, they're there to help you...adjust " phainon sighs, readjusting the ropes to not burn against your skin.
Faded marks shine on your body, underneath the cold blue, basment light
past, failed attempts of escape
"don't worry hun, maybe this'll help you" smoothing your frizzy hair down, he with ease scoops up a china glass tea cup, leaving the coaster beside you. On a table were also scissors, your childhood bunny, and snacks from your time at uni, abroad.
abroad....
overseas you thought you were far away from trouble and alone.
you had done everything right, you had changed your name, dyed your hair, set your apartment on fire and burned everything. both personal and miscellaneous. your heart sunk to the floor as you watched your entire life burn to a crisp
awards, clothes, photos of your family and friends, him. childhood stuffed animals, blankets, old birthday cards. love letters. t-shirts from ex boyfriends.
a suit tie phanion had left once, when he had slept over, on the couch. spooning you, letting you cry into his pristine silver hair, crystalline eyes hardening as he made plans to take care of the lastest heartbreaker and playboy.
you had yet again, naively trusted and let into your heart
you felt so safe, and secure
you never questioned his concern to know where you were all the time, who you were talking to,
why were you talking to them and not him ?
was he not your best friend ?
did you need another...better best friend
cornering you at bars and closed off rooms at parties, he didn't say anything. he would just take you by the hand, lift it up over your head and spin you around as he whistled.
Or he would cage you in between his arms, nuzzling his face into your neck and etch complements into your skin. Brand his name into your lips, as you moaned in his mouth, sparks shooting up your skin. Arch your back into his waiting hands.
At dinners with friends, he begrudgingly shook the hands of your dates, even that of your other female friends was hell for him.
i wish i was touching you right now instead of them
"why does your friend keep staring at me"
he whispers in your ear, plump lips brushing past your earlobe
stuck inside of a velvet booth, off to the side under amber lighting. Phanion and you with a bunch of your other friends had decided to get dinner. Eating at a ritzy restaurant was a thing of fun, a way to pass time. You loved dressing up and acting as if you belonged there. Belonged to the world of glamour and riches, to the upper echelons of society. It was one of the many reasons why you two had bonded. And why you were so close.
The air was shared and buzzing, tension-filled and warm. It filled your lungs up like salt water. It hurt to breathe the longer you were there, but oh how you wanted more. Of the foreign feeling. Of the adreline rushes. His fingers gripping your legs as they stuck to the cushion, hair glued to your forehead as bodies piled up in the booths or tiny tables and your butt sat on his chest.
It was enough to make up an excuse, leave early and take him with you.
he licks his lips, his tongue wets your ear
one hand wrapped tightly around your waist, riding your midi dress up your thighs
you move his other hand to sit right on your hip
" i don't know, maybe she likes you, phanion" you purr in his ear, your hand grips the back of his hair, and you pull
"Ugh" His head snaps back. The collar of unbuttoned shirt shows the top of his toned chest. Your eyes roam over his throat and collarbones
your friends tipsy and consumed in gossip, don't notice, but your friend staring at phanion like as if she wanted to eat him alive, stands up hurriedly, throws sixty dollars on the table and rushes out of the restaurant
"there, problem fixed, baby" you kiss his jaw and tighten your hand on his hair
Your nails digging into his skull, burned, but oh how delicious it felt to be owned.
Humiliated
Hot liquid seeped down your throat, a funny tingling spread throughout your bones. Somehow everything felt lighter. On cloud nine, a hazy smile melts across your face.
"I thought we were just gonna be friends with benefits, not a.... - You search for the words in your head. Your vision was getting , blurry "a this"
Phanion froze, his silm lethal fingers hovered above the corner of your mouth. Slowly he dabbled droplets of the drink off your cheek. His eyes search yours. His broad shoulders swallow up half the frame of your body. He had meant to give you a relaxer, not a truth serum.
Is it working differently this time ?
Are the effects beginning to wear off ?
"What is a 'this' ? " He quotions with his fingers
You bite back your grin, playing innocent has always been the easiest role. Playing naive second best. Playing coy was runner-up.
'Smart'...
Intelligent is more me, you think to yourself
you didn’t have to fake much to get your way but if you wanted to make sure that what happened next was in place you weren't going to have to play just one card but all three.
You bat your thick dark lashes, and bite your bottom lip.
Slowly you gaze up at Phanion with a half-smile. Like you knew something that he didn't.
And if there was one thing you could count on that you knew about him was this : he hated being left out.
Because you are / always were there to make him feel included. Apart of the group.
Now you weren't and you were going to make sure he felt every twist of your dull blade.
" C-can I have sss'more tea please" You say, slurring your words together.
Phanion's eyes widened, quickly he rushes to grab the cup and carefully lift it up to your lips.
Happy to comply, eager to please
As he lifts the cup up, you shake your head back and forth
"No Phanion n-not like that, wanna it from your lips" You pout, wiggling around in your chair
"Ropes burn, help me Phan, help me to relax, make me sleepy" You beg, perking your chest up and leaning your head back.
He always did have a thing for my neck
Phanion gulps.
Your spread your legs ever so slightly open "Make me feel good"
Without thought, without hesitation, Phanion drowns the nerve relaxer and kisses you. Parting your move open with his tongue, he hungrily shares the drink with you.
On his knees, in front of the rickety chair holding you up supported by the ropes. He whimpers into you mouth, you moan into his.
Bliss was beginning to possess both of your bodies
Licking the roof of your mouth, you melt into his touch.
You would've given anything to have this again, him again, under different circumstances.
You were supposed to find him first, and explain yourself. But hot-headed and impatient he threatened the lives of those who you care about. If you didn’t come with him.
And as selfish as you were. As cruel and impartial and stupid as you could be. You weren't going to make this mistake. Not when you wanted to know deep down in your heart what kind of monster he was
Did his darkness match yours ?
"Y/N"
"Yes, Phainon"
"I feel sleepy" He mutters, you pout, he perks up and smashes his lips once again to yours. Your tongues battle to dominate each others, biting down on his tongue, hard. You take his gasp as a chance to suck on it.
With the limited arm movement that you have you lift your arms to unbutton the top of his shirt and trace your finger tips across his collar bones and down to his stomach
"Oh"
He bumps his head against yours, weakly he grabs your chin, opening your mouth wider. His minty breathe hits the back of your throat.
Your lips collide and you taste the warm amber leaves, lavender and honey ingredients of the tea.
You smile to yourself
You pull away, breathing heavy and hard, a string of saliva connects your lips. He peers at down it. Swiftly he kisses your top and bottom lip, the cool wetness of the spit smeared across them
"Got me all over ya, yeah ?"
"If only we could do more, without these - " You reply grasping at the ropes
You can smell the relaxer on his breathe.
Phanion's shoulders relax, contentment hits his chest. Joy pings in his heart. His eyes twinkle with a thought.
Leaning in he sighs,
"Your such a smart girl. Knew it be short time fore ya earned ya place back on top. "
Clumsily, he crawls on top of his knees, pulling himself up by his muscular arms, from off the floor. Ruffling your hair, he swoops up the scissors from the table and cuts the ropes.
They fall.
Turning your body to him, you hold out your hand, "Coming ?"
Sooo what did we think ?
Do we want another one ?, Cause I'm kinda thinkin' one might be comin'
First time writing for Phainon, I read some Yandere fics about him and totally loved them, so I decided to write this. Hopefully this doesn't flop :(
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- Evie 🎩
