#here's a yandere lenora drabble bc ily starry

[thislovelylady]

The scent of Phoenix Wright’s skin was intoxicating. Every slow inhale filled her senses as his heart beat at a steady pace beneath his chest, slowed just enough to keep him under as she basked in the moments she had with him. Every exhale as a regret -- a reminder that he would eventually awake, and the quiet peace she treasured would be marred by alarm. Confusion. Fear.

Phoenix Wright had nothing to fear, however. She loved him. She had loved him for awhile now and would never allow anyone to harm him. That was why she had taken him here, far away from the bustle and dangers of Los Angeles; it was so much safer, so much more private here. 

Breathe in. Breathe out. His body was so warm; the first time she lay with him, she had goosebumps from the sensation alone. She didn’t get much in the way of physical contact lately, but it felt so natural to be curled up against his side. It would be even nicer when she could finally unbind his wrists and ankles. She hoped that day wasn’t too far off.

She hesitated, then adjusted his arms so that they were rested over her shoulders, amost as though he held her himself. Ah, it felt so right! She was blushing, even, at the thought of it being more voluntary in the future. Surely, once she explained everything, he would understand why she had done this He would sympathize with her, and maybe even love her back! After all, she was confident in her ability to make him happy and satisfy his needs.

And if he didn’t love her back... well. No. No, that wasn’t an option. That wouldn’t happen. Surely, he would love her back. It might take time, but he was an intelligent man. He was always sympathetic with the defendants he worked for, after all. If he could find compassion for people accused of murder, then he could definitely find it with a shy girl who kidnapped him unharmed!

Yes. Yes, that was exactly what would happen. He would stir, and be afraid, but then he would calm when she told him her story. How long she had been watching him. How much she needed him in her life...

Moving now to rest her head against his chest, she listened to his heartbeat. Still awfully slow; so he must still have had a lot of the medicine in his system. In that case... she shut her eyes, now focusing on the sound of his blood pumping through his lovely veins.

She couldn’t wait for him to wake up.