#step!reader

Planting yourself back into your mother's life, your step-father taking notice to your familiar lush scent on his side of the bed, the make up stain that appeared on his dress shirt cuff. Your warm lingering presence was starting to make his stomach churn but what kind of husband would he be to demonize his own step-child.

Honestly, when did he start losing his will? Was it when you starring pressing yourself closer to him, placing your hand on his thigh under the table? When he was finding your underwear in his hamper? The lovey dovey text messages that started going to far? Or was it when files and archives of photos and videos of you appearing on his desktop, his inbox, his direct messages. Too many, way too many, and he's not incredibly tech savy to begin with, having to delete each with harsh heartbeats with each passing scenario of your mother catching the files. Catching the files on his devices. Of him staring at you palming himself, briefly hearing every few clips out of whatever coping morbid reason or curiosity.

It made pits form in his stomach when he lied next to your mother that night, the images of how soft you look, how wet you got, and that voice ringing in his head. Ashamed, restless, awoken by his own guilt and heads to the kitchen for some water only, by pure luck, for you to be there. He wanted to lecture you, tell you off, demanding you, you little siren, to stop this game you were playing. Yet your eyes struck him, not realizing in his drowsiness that you had gotten closer during his unplanned lecture yapping, placing yourself right on him, palming him through his pants. 'I̵̥̍ṯ̴̲͑̾ ̶̝́c̸̈́ͅö̵̜̫́̏u̶̹͐l̵̟̰̾̏d̴̯͎͐'̵̜͙͂v̵̯̻̿̿ë̸̗̭́ ̷͍̎̾b̴̢̐͝ê̷̳̔ẽ̵͓̈́n̵̻̂͆ ̴̧́̀m̸̞̓è̴̠͉̋ . . .' your eyes lowered, lingering. For a long moment, silence remained when you leaned your head in the crook of his neck, your hand softly sliding down his pants, his breath hitching when you giggle at the twitch when you stroke you.

Nanami Kento, Higuruma Hiromi, Erwin Smith, Zeke Yaeger, Kishibe

Yandere!Reader, you make your step-father's stomach churn when he notices you wear shorter skirts and then sitting knee to knee with him. Yandere!Reader, you make his skin cold when you threatened to send your mom the fake chats and photos as you placed yourself in his lap. Yandere!Reader, you're making you step-father's heart beat in guilt when you're sliding your hand past his belt.

Nanami Kento, Geto Suguru, Levi Ackerman, Erwin Smith, Zeke Yaeger, Kishibe