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there’s a sweet silence that’s surrounds the two of you. it’s a silence that only comes when he touches you.
the awkwardness in your smile into his kiss or unsurety if you should squeeze back at his uncomfortably tight hold.
he starts by licking your clit. It’s languid in itself. almost likes eating ice cream. it’s teasing, and only sexy when you close your eyes and pretend it’s anybody else.
but he doesn’t let you forget. he never does. a bite to your labia causes you to jump back up, all previous pleasure lost as blood drips into your sheets.
instinctively, you close your legs and move away, looking at him in teary wide eyes and you wish for the pain away. you know this wouldn’t work, that would be assuming he has empathy, which is a human trait. which is something he is not.
it’s anything but human when he pulls you back by your ankle. laughing with his entire chest. he latches onto your clit once against. The series of emotions is suffocating.
one hand latched onto your inner thigh as he keeps you nice and spread. the other resting on the fat of the pleasure. leaving you no choice but to take the pleasure the best way you can.
turning your head and moaning onto the pillows. doing everything in your favor to not press his face deeper in your all too receiving cunt and and mark his face with your sweet nectar.
there’s no use. you know it’s coming. a sweet overstimulating vibration in your belly. your eyes screwed shut and your body all but humping his face. “shut strade! m’ gonna cum!”
it’s hard to describe how that evil laugh makes you fall apart under him. the same cruel laugh that comes with the way he throws you around. that when he gets that sick craving that causes him to cut you until your on the inch of life the fuck the wound that he made. his laugh ringing through your ears as you slip through this world.
and it’s the same laugh you hear as you cry out into the world, calling his name. the name you begged to never touch you again. is the same one you cry out when all you are is someone whose surrounded by him.
⋆˚࿔ — anon : “Is it okay if I request a yandere derek from the price of flesh”
cw: obsessive-unhealthy behaviors, non-consensual sex and acts, kidnapping, abuse, implied very unhealthy vaginal care due to constant sexual abuse.
Yandere! Derek can be explained with abrupt.
you could never believe the man who bought you, trafficked you, and chased you through a dessert would be so deeply enamored by you saving his life that he’d let you into his own little posh mansion. You could tell he was spoiled when you first met him. His obnoxious smile and the fact that he was able to get his own little torture group together was enough to tell you that this wasn’t your normal sadist.
This was a man whose father never believed in the idea of formalness, or of morals. The only thing they cared about was public image. Not if their son had an unusual interest in girls covered in blood and piss and extreme bdsm. They unknowingly fostered their son’s sadism by not talking about it. By when it got as bad that they had to say something, they gave him a place where he could grow the seeds of depravity. As long as it wasn’t in the house.
But if you know all of this why are you there? why were you chained up on a wooden chair with nothing but scraps on. your feet’s already bloody and bruised and your face and throat burnt from the lack of water. You making it into their perfect home shouldn’t have happened. If anything you thought you were nothing but a sex slave. A whore for this maniac to use on a daily basis for having the humanity to wanna save his life. You knew it was stupid, but was God so cruel to give you a punishment for having empathy for the person who put you in hell?
The answer is yes. you sit staring at him the first day you were there. Questioning and trying to put together all the pieces in your head. You immediately knew he was rich. You kinda guessed it when you heard the constant buzz of maids coming in and out of the room, cleaning up teenage porn erotica and cum stains. It’s almost like he tried to be presentable for you. One of the first things you spot is a family portrait, him surrounded by children and man persumed his father. Unlike the kids. They look just alike. Both sporting a white, wide smile and dirty blonde hair.
The moment you see Derek it’s too late to close your eyes and pretend like you were still dreaming. He’s already too close to you, leaning over you with the lingering of beer and smoke in his breath. “look who’s finally awake.” He’s uncomfortably close to you and you’re too petrified to speak. “I thought about all the things I wanted to do to you, and realized I was out of time so I took you home.” the last words you heard before you slipped back out of consciousness. “I’m gonna make you wish you died out there.”
your arms are chained behind you whenever you wake up. your legs and crotch are incredibly sore and it doesn’t take you long to wonder why. blood pools beneath your naked thighs when you try to shuffle away. your chain needing some give before your able to get up. Despite the pain in your legs you get up and walk to the window, your balance terrible but you’re able to walk just enough to see the familiar face of the moon looking back at you. Bright and eerie. And like a warning, Derek comes creeping inside. As abrupt as ever. He’s not dressed as professional as he was last time. Instead he has nothing on at all, nothing but a tan towel draped around his torso, his glistening abs on display. he seems to not mind you walking around. Letting his towel drop to floor before tuning to you.
“what? Like what you see?” You don’t say much. You never do. Your jaw still feels incredibly sore, from God knows what. And you seem to feel every pulse and muscle inside of you. you almost feel embarrassed of the stain you left on the bed and for some reason you can’t take your eyes off it. He seems to follow your eyes for a second before chucking and looking back to you. “dirty girl, leaving stains on my new sheets.” Disgusting man as he is he wipes over the bed dramatically before sniffing his hand. “I was going to wait until you woke up to fuck you but you look so cute all sleepy and unable to fight back.” He beckons you over with a hand signal.
You don’t move. Instead you stand impossibly closer to the window like it’ll suddenly open up and let you fall into the night. He sighs dramatically, pulling out a remote to a collar you didn’t even notice was there. He calls out for you one more time, and not before letting you respond pressed the bright button until it brings you to the floor. “You writhe like a dog. Now I want you to crawl to me like one.” It’s hard to belief he wants you to crawl to him while electrocuting your brains, or with your hands cuffed. however when the intensity gets more power you have no choice to sit up and crawl to him like a dog settling beneath his thighs like a good puppy. his hands rest on your lips before smacking yo to the ground. Tears and blood in your eyes before meeting you on the ground. And that’s how your first day went.
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sanos kisses are precise and cold like him, his fingers light on your jaw pulling you closer to meet his lips. his kisses are always light and airy, leaving you for more.
sano doesn’t kiss you often, only when you ask or when you did something particularly cute. usually saying something sarcastic after. Sometimes, after a long day, he’ll snake his hands to your waist from behind you. Kissing up your neck and behind your ears. when you sleepily turn your heard to meet his eyes, he immediately brings his lips to yours, kissing you more passionately than you might’ve expected.
during sex, he kisses you always after the act. preferring positions where your usually on-top of him, your the one initiating the kiss. He’ll always return it, thinking your little gasps are so cute when he thrusts particularly hard inside you.
⤿ AKIRA
akira kisses you sloppy.
akiras kisses are hard and needy, his mouth always crashing into yours hungrily like he hasn’t seen you in a year. His hands always eagerly groping your butt, while he slips his tongue deep in your mouth.
akira kisses you every chance he gets, usually acquainted with a slap on your ass as he leaves or his fingers in your pants if your whimpers got him too worked up. His favorite play to kiss you is your collarbone as he’s behind you during a particularly long make out session. Licking and sucking at it until it turns red and angry.
during sex, Akira kisses the top of your spine. His hands pulling your hips closer. fucking you deeply as he moans into your back. He pulls your back to his chest, meeting his mouth as you both finish together.
⤿ STRADE
strade kisses you violent.
strade kisses you hungrily, his kisses are so wet and messy. usually biting your lip and making soft droplets of blood land on your chin. strade savors his kisses, making them last minutes at a time, his hands tightening around your waist to keep you from writhing away from him.
strade doesn’t kiss you much, still much more then you would hope. his kisses are usually in the morning, or when you’ve been particularly good and he wants to show you how much he loves you. He likes making you scream into his mouth, biting and pinching you while moving impossibly closer in a way than anything but romantic.
during sex, strade kisses you much more sensually. When he’s not hurting, stabbing, or cutting you. He’s surprising gentle with his kisses. His favorite play is between your thighs, biting at the soft before loving kissing at your clit to make up for it. He’ll hold you tight — thrusting into you slowly after a painful day. his mouth meets yours, his warm lips swallow your own, gentle and soft not before biting your lip until blood drew; wallowing in the way you squeak.
⤿ RIRE
rire kisses you elegantly.
rire kisses you like he’s trying to convince you of something. The devil can be incredibly romantic when he’s around you. His eyes are open when he goes in to kiss you. Pushing your thighs open to get closer to your body. His eyes are enchanting you to keep staring while he works your mouth open.
rire kisses you every morning, every evening and after every meal. Like clock work. Even when you’ve been bad and he has to hurt you. When your ass stings and your mind is tired after the constant torture, and the last person you want to see is him. He still lays a soft kiss on the side of your lips, your body trying hard to resist but your mind gives in as you lean into his chest.
during sex, rire lets you get a good look at his eyes before leaning down and kissing you. He slows his thrusts down and fucks you nice and deep while he sucks on your tongue. He makes you moan out for him, fingers circling nice and deep on your clit as he groans into your mouth. You’re surprised his pointed teeth don’t cut yours as you moan against him. he pulls away, and you catch your breath. — calling you the cutest plaything he’ll ever get.
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