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Kinktober Day 21 - Yandere!Fae!Taemin + Overstimulation & Somnophilia

Anonymous Said: For kinktober, can I request yandere fae Taemin with overstimulation and consensual somnophilia? A/n: Of course you can! I had fun writing this one, as Them is another one of my muses. Here I am expecting it to be super short and he was like NOPE! lmaoo I hope you enjoy! Also, I pictured the area they wake up in similar to/a mix between Lothlórien and Rivendell. Warnings/Genre/Rating: 18+ MDNI - Smut, Mature, Established Relationship, Yandere, Possession, Monster Features Word Count: 2,542 Kinktober 2024 Mini Masterlist

Golden light streams through the gaps in the trees, the leaves swaying lightly in the breeze. A canopy of crisp yellows, vibrant oranges, and soft reds hang overhead, glowing as they offer their protection from the elements so high up in the forest. 

Large stone archways stretch all around, an intricately carved staircase winding around the trunk of the tree you currently reside in. The air is cool, but despite how open his room is, you do not feel an ounce of the morning chill.

Subconsciously, you snuggle deeper into the warmth of his embrace.

A soft smile tugs at Taemin’s features as he admires you sleeping in his arms. Carefully, he brings a hand up to trace over your features, revelling in the feeling of your skin beneath his own. Long since has he awaited for this moment, and knowing that you’re finally his is unlike any feeling he has ever experienced before in his life.

Taemin has always prided himself on getting whatever it is he wants, so when he set his sights on you, he figured it would be a walk in the woods.

You had other plans.

Every attempt to woo you was met with a disinterested stare, or a scoff in disgust. You had heard about his reputation - nothing being able to hold his attention for five minutes after he’s claimed it - and wanted nothing to do with him. You weren’t about to become another human seduced by the skilled lies and deceit of the Fae, let alone a Fae such as him. You wouldn’t allow yourself to be.

Perhaps it was a curse, rather than a blessing, that Taemin couldn’t take ‘no’ for an answer. Sure, he’s been denied in the past, but there was something about the irritated look in your eyes that made him want more. Normally, he would have moved on after being denied three times, since that’s usually how long it takes for someone to give into him. However, you were not everyone else.

Over time, his infatuation grew. He became obsessed with finding you wherever you went, and making you see him in a new light. You were perceptive, seeing through his silver tongue and thinly veiled half-truths that he attempted to use to sway your opinion of him.

He liked that about you, and the more time passed, he found himself looking forward to his interactions with you. You stimulated him, and not just intellectually.

It was then that he decide that if he couldn’t have you, no one could.

Your laugh was the most melodic song he had ever heard, your voice captivating him unlike anything before. Your stature was perfect in every way, especially for him. Countless nights had been spent fantasizing about how you would feel wrapped up in his arms, and nothing could have ever prepared him for the real thing. You both fit together like the stars in the sky - never one without the other, and should one disappear, only a dark void would be left in their place.

Not even the rarest of gems, or purest of crystals could compare to your eyes. The way they shone in the sunlight, or reflected in the moonlight, always managed to take his breath away. Your smile was like the first rays of sunshine after a cold winter’s night, warmth blooming inside of him every time he was lucky enough to catch such a wondrous expression on your face.

He needed to be the cause of your smile. He needed to be the source of your laughter. He needed you to care about him as much as he had started to care about you. He needed you to see how perfect you were for each other, and how he could always and forever give you anything and everything you could ever desire in this life, and the next. 

More than all of that, though, he needed you. 

Taemin spent hours thinking about you. Days, weeks, months. Almost every thought in his had been consumed by you, and even he could tell how it was affecting him.

He was beginning to change.

Taemin would never stop pursuing you, even if it was the last thing he ever did. He would follow you to the ends of the earth, always showing you how much better he’s become now that he’s found you. All he had to do was make you see the truth, and understand that you have both always been meant for each other.

After all, he would stop at nothing to have you.

Luckily for him, all of his hard work had started to pay off. 

Slowly but surely, you were starting to open yourself up to him. It took a while for him to get closer to you, but once he did, he never let go. Finally, after all this time, you agreed to be his, and oh, how sweet it was to be rewarded for his patience.

The memories of last night that swirl through his head at such an early hour in the day are proof enough of that.

A tender smile pulls at his lips as he continues to admire your sleeping form beneath the warm glow of the rising sun. His fingers trace lightly over your cheek, eyes flitting over every feature and committing them all to memory. Never does he want to let go of this moment, nor does he ever want to let go of you.

You are his now, and he is yours. As it was always meant to be. As it should be.

Carefully, Taemin rolls you onto your back, making sure not to disturb your slumber. His tongue darts out to wet his lips, thoughts consumed by the very taste of you that still lingers from last night. He swears he can still feel the imprints of your nails as they scraped down his back, pulling him in closer to you as he buried himself deep within your tight warmth.

His eyes flutter shut, a soft exhale parting his lips.

Settling between your legs, Taemin begins tracing his fingers further down your body. Not an inch of skin goes untouched by him, admiring the way your scents mingle in the air. The fact that you smell like him, and him like you makes his head spin. Only, he wants more.

Love as clear as the moon shines in his eyes as he takes in the sight of you beneath him. Gently, his lips press tender kisses against your skin, beginning to make his way down your body. Each movement is precise, ensuring he doesn’t wake you just yet as he settles himself between your legs. His hands skim up your inner thighs, parting you gently.

He’s already had a taste, but that insufferable craving gnaws away at his last remaining shreds of his sanity. Besides, when it comes to you, he’s insatiable.

Again, his eyes flutter shut as he takes a deep breath in. Your scent surrounds his every sense, flooding his veins with desire and need.

A soft moan escapes his parted lips.

More soft kisses are placed along the skin of your inner thighs, Taemin taking his time to trace his lips over every inch of you. His hands hold you gently, thumbs circling over your flesh as he gets closer and closer to the apex of your thighs. His breathing deepens, body beginning to shake in anticipation the longer he holds himself back from just devouring you like he so desperately craves.

Finally, he gives in to his deepest desires.

Leaning into you, he traces his nose over your folds, inhaling your scent greedily. A chaste kiss is placed over you, followed by another, and then another. His lips press against your clit before he’s finally parting your folds with his tongue, eagerly tasting you just as he did last night.

A low, pleased moan rumbles from deep within his chest as he dips his tongue inside of you. The way your taste immediately drowns his every sense has his eyes rolling slightly, pressing in closer to you as he swirls his tongue around your entrance.

Pleased hums fill the air, taking his time to trace his tongue over every contour of your pussy. His nose bumps over your clit a few times before he finally brings his lips up to wrap around that pert little bud. Softly, he suckles your clit between his lips, eyes shining as he looks up at you fondly.

Your thigh twitches lightly beside his head, body beginning to squirm beneath his light ministrations.

He flattens his tongue, laving it over your clit before beginning to circle over it gently.

A soft moan fills the air, fingers tangling lightly in his hair and tugging him in closer. You can feel him smile against your clit as a deep chuckle fills the room.

“Good morning, Beautiful,” A tender kiss is placed directly over your clit. “Did you sleep well?”

All you can offer him in response is a low hum, whining slightly as you stretch beneath his touch. Sleep still clings heavily to you, eyes drooping as you attempt to focus in on your surroundings for the moment.

“Just relax, Dearest,” He coos, nuzzling into you gently. “I promise to take good care of you.”

With those words, his mouth is back on you, tongue slipping through your folds and teasing at your entrance. Not even a moment later, he’s flicking over your clit before suckling that little bud between his lips, humming contently at the way you moan.

Your fingers tighten in his hair, hips beginning to grind against his lips in time with his movements over you. Your body feels both light and airy, as if you’re floating on a cloud. Soft pants escape you, head spinning as you feel that all too familiar pressure building beneath the surface, already so close to snapping.

He buries himself deeper into you, suckling your clit eagerly into his mouth as his eyes beg for you to fall apart. His fingers dig into the skin of your hips, pulling you into him so that you can’t escape his touch. The way you’re already starting to drip down his chin makes a happy pride swell within his chest, flicking his tongue over your clit to coax you into bliss so early in the morning.

With one final flick over your clit, your whole body shakes, a loud moan escaping you. Tossing your head back onto the pillows, your orgasm washes over you softly, flooding your veins with a comforting ecstasy you’ve only ever experienced with him. Breaths escape you, chest rising and falling as you feel him continuing to suckle at your clit, keeping you suspended in pleasure for as long as he possibly can.

Guttural moans and soft growls reverberate against your cunt as he guides you through your high. His hands tighten on your hips, tongue unrelenting as his eyes shine with nothing but pure desire. The way your release drips out of you, and floods his tongue has something within himself snapping, the beast inside craving more.

In the blink of an eye, he’s flipped your positions.

A strangled gasp escapes you as you grip the intricately carved wooden headboard to balance yourself. Your thighs now rest on either side of his head, his face buried in your pussy as he renews his efforts over your cunt.

Your eyes go wide, back arching as he sucks harshly at your clit, giving you no time to recover from one orgasm as he begins to coax another one from you. Your thighs tremble, whining as you attempt to lift yourself off of him. The feeling becomes almost too intense for the moment as his lips and tongue desperately devour you.

“Taemin-“ His name is but a choked whimper on your lips.

A snarl greets your ears, his arms wrapping themselves around your thighs and pulling you flush against him. Harshly, his fingers dig into your skin, claws suddenly pricking against your flesh as he holds you down. 

There’s no way in all of the many realms that he’s letting you go now. Not when you look this beautiful dripping onto his tongue. Not when he needs to feel you coming apart for him again, drowning him in everything you.

Flattening his tongue, he laves it in circles over your clit, staring up at you with dark eyes. Nothing but pure love, lust, and desire can be seen within his gaze, guttural groans echoing around the room as his hot breath hits your cunt with his every exhale.

“Give it to me, Dearest,” He pants out against you, tongue flicking against your swollen clit rapidly. “Flood me in everything you. I want it all.”

Another gasp escapes you as you feel him beginning to thrust his tongue into your cunt before swirling the muscle against your inner walls. Your hips automatically begin grinding down against him, the pleased growl he lets out making a pleasant shiver travel up your spine.

Gripping the headboard for dear life, your eyes squeeze shut. Already, you’ve become so sensitive to his touch, still having been recovering from last night.

Last night.

And you thought that had been intense.

A whimper slips passed your lips as you feel him slide his hands to your ass, squeezing the flesh appreciatively as he pulls you in impossibly closer. His lips wrap around your clit once more, shaking his head side to side as he harshly suckles at that pert little bud. From the way his chest rumbles with pleased growls, you can’t tell who’s enjoying this more in this moment: him, or you.

A shudder wracks your whole body, and with one final flick over your clit, your back arches in the air. A loud cry of his name escapes you, eyes squeezing shut as you suddenly still above him. Your thighs threaten to close around his head, high pitched moans and whimpers escaping you as your orgasm floods your every sense.

Nothing but pleased snarls sound from the Fae beneath you, his lips unrelenting as he helps you ride through your high. His fingers dig into the skin of your ass, keeping you pressed against his mouth as he swirls his tongue through your entrance. His eyes roll at the taste of you, chest rumbling as he feels you beginning to drip down his neck.

“More.” He growls, redoubling his efforts over you.

A whimper escapes you, eyes rolling at the overwhelming sensations flooding your body. You can barely catch your breath, head spinning as you’ve barely recovered from one orgasm only for him to continue to build you up for another.

You squirm above him, gasping at how sensitive your clit has become as he circles the tip of his tongue around that swollen little bud.

“Taemin-“ Your whimper gets caught in your throat, eyes rolling as he gives a particularly harsh suck to your clit.

A pleased hum escapes him, a deep chuckle emanating throughout the room. His eyes are dark as he stares up at you, holding your gaze to his as he smirks.

“Relax, My Dear,” He coos, pulling away from you for the briefest of moments. “I didn’t say I was done, yet.”

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5.2k, android!Key, yandere, possessive behavior, alcohol consumption, drug use, police investigation, missing persons case, manipulation, loss of time, amnesia, delusions, adrenaline, rash behavior, kidnapping, needles, sedation, invasive technology, smut, fingering, breast play, penetration, vibrators, aphrodisiac, over stimulation, memory play, brainwashing, mind control (@starillusion13)

“Please, come back soon.”

Your eyes shot open and you took in a shaky breath. As you composed yourself you recognized your surroundings to be your room and the lack of sunlight let you know it was still night time. You reached over to your phone on the nightstand, checking the time. You groaned as you realized your alarm would go off in a minute and decided to just get up. Oddly enough you felt well rested, but this vague uneasiness was present. A dream you just had lingered in the back of your mind, but it was nothing but a blur that was fading away. There was no point in dwelling on a dream so you got ready for work.

What you should have been focusing on was your current case, and that’s what stayed at the forefront of your mind as you made your commute to the precinct. For the last week you had been investigating the disappearance of some individuals of interest. Unfortunately hundreds of people were reported missing everyday, but law enforcement rarely cared about those. Many were homeless junkies who probably just move to another city, or were later found dead of an overdose somewhere. Others were just average people who probably left without telling their loved ones. Or got mixed up with the wrong type of people. At least that was always one of the answers given to those who made a missing persons report. 

It was extremely heartless, but most officers had murder cases and high-end robberies to investigate. Except for this situation. You had been given a missing persons case, well, multiple in fact. These people weren’t your average blue collar worker or someone society cared little for, but someone whose disappearance was concerning. From the stack of files on your desk you actually recognized a few names. These types of people don’t just go missing, and there haven’t been ransom calls either. It seemed clear that someone was targeting the wealthy class, but that was the only real connection among all the victims. Many of these people never really crossed paths with one other. They all had different backgrounds, professions, and social circles. The only place these people could possibly co-exist together was at big events like a charity auction or gala. Which does nothing to help identify a suspect. You had very little to go off of but your boss was certainly pressuring you to find something since those related to the missing individuals of the case were pressuring him. You could only imagine the type of threats and incentives he was receiving.

As you walked into the precinct you greeted your coworkers, although a few gave you strange looks. You ignored them all, wanting to look over your case and see if you had any new leads, or new names to add to it. When you got to your desk you saw that it was a complete mess, likely someone going through your things, and clearly some files were missing. You wouldn’t be surprised to find out one of your coworkers wanted to solve this before you to get a promotion or some kind of extra reward. Some of the others had wanted this case, but it was given to you regardless of what your coworkers said. This was just childish behavior. For now you focused on tidying up and then hunting down your missing files. You started by going over the case data on your computer and getting rid of unnecessary things. Although before you got to the second part of that plan one of your friends came over, rather surprised to see you.

“There you are. About time you came back to work, how was your vacation?”

“What are you talking about?”

“You’ve been gone for two weeks. The boss said you suddenly asked for vacation time. He was super pissed but you were unreachable so he had to give your case to someone else. You’re gonna get an earful soon enough.”

“What vacation are you talking about? I was literally here yesterday and-”

You glanced down at your computer screen, finally noting the date displayed. It really was two weeks later, but those two weeks didn’t exist in your memory. You just went to bed last night and woke up in the future.

“Y/n! My office, now!”

“Looks like it’s time for that scolding. Good luck.”

Your friend scurried off and you made your way to the boss’ office. You shut the door behind you, feeling the heat in the air, he was certainly fuming.

“Sir, I-”

“I know you’re a hard worker y/n, which is why I gave you such a high profile case. So tell me why you ghosted me and took two weeks off! This case is time sensitive and extremely important! Do you have any idea what’s been going on!?”

“No. Not at all. I don’t remember what happened to me the last-”

“So you were out getting wasted?”

“No, I-”

“There are so many people with eyes on this case, important people. You think they were happy to find out the lead investigator went M.I.A and someone else had to start over with this!?”

“Sir, I’m also-”

“They want you dismissed.”

“What?”

“You abandoning such a case doesn’t sit well with anyone who was keeping up with it. They want you to turn in your badge and gun.”

“You’re joking, right? I have been missing for two weeks and you couldn’t care less! I never submitted a time off request and I have no memory of those two weeks!”

“What are you talking about? I have your request in the system, and I never even approved it!”

“Sir, please, just listen to me. You know me, I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, but I’m missing time. When I woke up this morning I found out two weeks had passed, and I don’t know what’s going on. This could be related to the case.”

“How so?”

“Like you said, this is a high profile case, it’s not really a secret who’s working on it. I was out investigating last night, or two weeks ago, however you want to look at it. I was following a common route one of our victims was known to take. I was in an area filled with high profile people and then… then… everything’s a blur… I woke up this morning and that’s it.”

“What are you thinking?”

“I’m not entirely sure… maybe I was kidnapped and interrogated… either by the culprit or someone who wanted information on the case… then they wiped my memory and dropped me off at home…”

“Y/n, you know-”

“I know, I know, this is all speculation, but you know I’m telling the truth. I’m missing time, and surely my sudden disappearance disrupted the case. It’s probably what they wanted.”

“Y/n-”

“I can do a drug test. You know it’ll come back clean, and I can get a brain scan. Surely there would be some sort of evidence of my memories being messed with and-”

“Stop, y/n, just stop. Everything you’ve said so far sounds crazy, and nobody’s gonna care. Someone else has already taken the case, and you do need to be reprimanded for your actions.”

“I’m not crazy! Something happened to me and it could be crucial to the case!”

“You’re already off the case. Whatever you have, you need to hand over to detective Choi. Then we’ll see about a disciplinary hearing.”

“No!”

“No? This isn’t open for discussion.”

“I’m not crazy! Something happened to me and I went missing! But because I’m not some member of high society you all couldn’t care less!”

“You keep talking to me like that and there won’t be a disciplinary hearing!”

“I don’t need one! None of you seem to care about what happened here, so screw you! I quit!”

You slammed your gun and badge down, loudly storming out of the office. Everyone watched as you went to your desk and grabbed your things. Then your friend quickly came over to your side, stopping you.

“Woah, woah, hey,hey,  what happened!? Are you okay? I heard-”

“I’m done.”

“You don’t mean-”

“I do. I quit.”

“What!? Why!?”

“Cause no one listens to me.”

“About what? You just got back from your-”

“No, no I didn’t. I wasn’t on some two week getaway. I don’t remember anything from those last two weeks. The last thing I remember was investigating those disappearances and instead of concern I’m met with disappointment and disciplinary action. So screw everyone, I quit. I hope they find those missing rich kids.”

“Y/n, don’t you think this is rash? Look, just go apologize to the boss and-”

“Can you do me a favor?”

“What is it?”

“If I do go missing, add my case to the others. I’m sure there’ll be a connection.”

With that said you made your way out of the precinct, not looking back. The adrenaline of the moment kept you going until you made it back to your apartment. You screamed and threw your things once the door was closed, collapsing to the ground. Now you could look back and reflect on your actions, realizing how stupid and impulsive they were. You had no idea why you reacted that way. Everything that was said just pissed you off little by little until you snapped and quit. In the moment that felt so good, but now you were just so confused about your emotions and actions. It didn’t seem like you at all.

Once you calmed down you got up and went to shower, needing to clear your head and process. The sane thing to do was go back and apologize, but you couldn’t do that, at least not empty handed. You had to continue this investigation without any information or authority. Thankfully you still had some case files at your place along with your own notes to look over. Although you didn’t necessarily need them. You knew where you needed to go. Back to where your memories ended. You had to admit you were a bit nervous. The last time you went out you lost time, a lot of it. You didn’t know what happened to you, and you also had no idea why you returned. To go back now, there was a chance you wouldn’t return at all. Still, you needed answers, and this was your job, even if it was just a moral obligation now.

You cleaned around your apartment and organized all the information you had about the case, getting rid of anything that wasn’t important and leaving it in your spare room. It was starting to get late and you knew you had to get going. The area you had been to before was only alive when the sun went down. You grabbed your bag and headed out. There was a strange sense of familiarity as you walked the streets, passing the same places again and again, although it was strange remembering you had been here two weeks ago and not yesterday. Things felt different and the same all at once. You kept to yourself as you walked, mentally going over what you had done before, and then you stopped. Where you stood was as far as your memories went. You had no idea where you went next or what you did. So you were stuck. You looked around, trying to see if anything triggered a memory.

“If you’re looking for a good time, you can find it at the Pleasure Shop.”

A gentleman suddenly approached you and handed you a black card with a luxurious letter ‘P’ on it. You examined the card and looked at the gentleman, a strange sense of dejavu creeping into the back of your mind. There was something familiar about this whole interaction. The gentleman kept a smile on his face, gesturing to a building across the street. You looked over and when you looked back you were completely alone. The streets were empty and the night was quiet. Something told you to go to this Pleasure Shop, so you made your way there. The building was very dull, it didn’t stand out in any way and was probably constantly overlooked. Even the shop name above the door was small and blended with the plain wall. You looked for a handle but there wasn’t one. Instead there was a small scanner. It wasn’t big enough for a whole hand, and too small for a simple finger print, but you soon realized it was the perfect size for a business card, like the one you had just been given.

You placed the card against the scanner, hearing the machine do its thing before beeping twice. You could hear something unlock and then the door slid open. There was a dim light coming from the inside. It probably wasn’t a good idea to enter, but something compelled you to do so. You stepped through the door, cautious with every move you made. As you walked forward the door shut behind you. Before things got darker the place came to life. White lights came on, illuminating your surroundings and your path. On the other end of the room there was a bar and a bartender, as well as a small little couch and table off to the side. There was only one seat at the bar, which was certainly an odd choice. You took small steps forward and then came to a stop. The bartender was motionless, and now that you were closer you could see the wires and tech on them, they were an android, and not just that. They had the same face as the gentleman who had handed you the card for this place earlier. It was probably a business tactic but something certainly felt off here, along with a stronger sense of dejavu.

“Welcome back.”

The android suddenly speaking startled you, making you yell and take a step back. They still hadn’t moved though. Although those simple words made you question something.

“… back? Have I been here before?”

You got no response. It was likely the android was programmed to say that to all customers and it meant nothing but now you had to approach the bar if you wanted any more information. You did so quietly, and took the only seat available to you. The android merely took its hands off the table, letting them rest at their side, not a word spoken. You stared curiously for a moment then a realization came to mind. You held out the card you had been given and the android came to life.

They took the card and scanned it, their right eye glowing a soft blue. They placed the card down on their side of the bar and turned around to grab a glass from the wall behind them. You didn’t understand the design as there was no alcohol visible and all the glasses on the wall were empty. Still, you watched as the android placed an empty glass before you. Although it wasn’t empty for long. As they slid it across to you it seemed to magically fill from the bottom with a mercury colored liquid. Your eyes went wide, and then the memories came flooding in.

Two weeks ago you had been in the area looking around for leads when you had been approached by a gentleman offering you a card to the Pleasure Shop. It sounded like some club, and you figured it was a good place to go and ask about your missing persons. When you saw the building you definitely thought it was some high-end place that was meant to be on the down low. Especially when you realized the only way in was by scanning the card you had been given, meaning this place was invite only, definitely something the wealthy class would partake in. You went inside, finding a place with no business and feeling like you hit a dead end, but your detective side told you not everything was what it seemed. You walked to the bar, realizing the bartender was an android with a familiar face. Probably some marketing strategy and budget restraint. You took a seat, asking the bartender for a drink but they didn’t move, which you found odd. Then you thought to pull out the card and explain but the android soon came to life and took the card from you, scanning it. 

Now you were intrigued, moreso when you noticed the layout behind the bar. You were very confused about the empty glass handed to you until a liquid appeared on its own. You stared at it for a moment, looking at the bartender but they were motionless, not even looking your way. You figured you should at least enjoy the drink so you picked it up and held the glass to your lips. The drink had a lovely taste, and you had it all at once. Just as you put the glass down you began to feel dizzy. For a second you were worried and then a breathtaking euphoria took over all your senses. You felt so at ease, and so happy, all your worries completely washed away. You nearly fell out of your seat, but you vaguely noticed the bartender holding you up before taking you into their arms and carrying you elsewhere. In the moment you couldn’t put the pieces together, but you were absolutely on cloud nine. When you closed your eyes you found yourself somewhere completely different and beautiful, feeling as if you were living in a perfect world. There was no pain, or sadness, nothing but joy and endless wonder.

Time had no meaning, not that it mattered. You thought this could last forever, but eventually you laid down on the beautiful meadow. The soft grass becoming solid. You suddenly found it hard to move, your entire body feeling cold. The beautiful blue sky began to fade from your vision, replaced by a white light hanging above your head. You shook your head, reality starting to settle back in, and you were trying to properly snap out of this daze as soon as possible. You soon realized you were strapped down on a table, arms and legs restrained. You tried to free yourself to no avail. You took in your surroundings, noticing your things spread out on a table nearby, and some medical equipment around. This seemed to be some sort of lab. Then you heard a door open, seeing the android walk in with a tray.

“Who are you!? What do you think you’re doing!? Let me go!”

The android set the tray down on a cart nearby, bringing it over. You could see a needle and some tech but you had no idea what it was for. Either way, you were nervous.

“I am the keeper of exquisite beauty, but you may call me Key.”

“Who’s doing this!? Where is your owner!?”

“I move independently and follow my primary directive. May I ask, what is a detective such as yourself doing in the area? Law enforcement is rarely seen in these parts. Does it have to do with the missing persons case? Record shows you are the detective in charge.”

“I was investigating! This is kidnapping and obstruction of justice!”

“I’ve never had a detective here before, but I care more for your beauty than profession. You are an exquisite specimen indeed, although I understand your career can lead to problems.”

“Exactly! If you don’t let me go right now you’ll have my entire precinct on you!”

“Which is why I have already taken care of such matters. No one will be looking for you for quite some time. That is enough for me to take care of matters pertaining to you.”

“… what?”

“I don’t usually let such a wonderful specimen leave my care but you are a special case. I must tie up loose ends and ensure you return to me.”

“… what are you talking about? What are you gonna do to me?”

“Nothing harmful. I take very good care of my things.”

“I’m not some thing! And I’m definitely not yours!”

Key grabbed the needle on the cart, filing it with some liquid before looking for a vein on your arm. You tried to struggle, but he seemed completely unbothered and managed to hold your arm still as he pushed the needle in. All you could do was watch the contents be emptied out into you.

“What is that!? What did you give me!?”

“A sedative.”

Key put the needle down, grabbing the other items off the tray. Now you could see what they were. It was similar in design to what he had, like a headset, but less complicated. He gently lifted your head and adjusted the device on you. It wrapped around the back of your head and stayed in place by hooking onto your ears, although a disc seemed to completely cover your left ear. You had kept up your struggles but now you had little to no strength. You heard this device on you come to life, feeling something slither into your left ear. You screamed and tried to shake it off you but Key grabbed your head holding you still. His right eye glowing once more.

“It is a momentary discomfort.”

You felt strange knowing something was crawling around the inside of your head, but you soon adjusted to the sensation, beginning to feel oddly calm. Perhaps the sedation was really taking hold.

“Good, now we may continue.”

Key’s hands moved down your body, and that’s when you realized you were in different clothes. It seemed to be a white hospital gown, although this one had buttons going down your right side. He began to undo them and open the gown, revealing your naked body. He took in the sight before him, seeming to enjoy the view as a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

“Beautiful.”

You heard a click and then felt Key pushing your legs apart, having them hang off the side of the table. Now you were completely exposed to him. Key unlatched a part of the table and folded it down, allowing him better access to you. Soon enough you felt cold fingers running along your core, followed by a little shock to your clit. You jumped a bit, still held down by your restraints.

“An exquisite specimen indeed. My data shows this would be a first time for you, I am honored.”

“No… no I…”

“There’s no need to be shy. A profession like yours would not leave you with much time to socialize.”

You felt his fingers along your center once more, and then one effortlessly slid in, coated in some warm lube. It was a new sensation, especially when you felt his finger start vibrating. It was a low thrum but a pleasurable one nonetheless. His finger moved agonizingly slow, as if he was being delicate with you. Then a second finger was added, the same wonderful thrum sending ripples of joy across your body. With two fingers he managed to go deeper, finding your sweet spot and starting to tease that. One sensation was piled atop another and another. Despite being exposed, despite the coldness of the lab, you felt warm. A little bundle of heat forming down below, slowly growing and growing.

“I have something more for you.”

You barely registered Key’s words, more focused on the sudden empty feeling inside you. Although that didn’t last before you felt something bigger against your core. You glanced down just as you saw Key pushing in his cock. He was slow and attentive, not wanting to cause you pain. The stretch made you throw your head back in ecstasy, feeling something indescribable. This was your first, and he was so gentle. As he went in inch by inch, you began to feel a familiar thrum, letting out a desperate moan. You felt as if he would keep going forever, but eventually he came to a stop, letting you feel every bit of him and adjust before he started moving. Of course he had such patience to move slow and steady, nearly pulling out all the way before going right back in.

Vibrating fingers began to trail along your body, making you squirm and lightly pull on your restraints. You still didn’t have much strength to move, not that you’d want to get away from this. As his fingers reached your nipples you mewled, feeling the vibrations tickling something delicate inside you. He stayed there for a moment before one of his hands trailed up to your face, losing their vibration. He ran his thumb along your lips before pushing a finger into your mouth. A sweet taste coated it and you couldn’t help but suck on it like a lollipop. You were starting to feel dizzy as he swirled his finger around before pulling it out with a loud pop. That same finger trailed down your chest, leaving a cold trail of your saliva before getting down to your core and massaging your clit, that wonderful thrum returning.

By now Key was moving faster, the vibrations stronger. The heat was only getting bigger and bigger, meaning you were so close to the edge. Key was well aware of this, yet he unlocked the restraints on your arms and pulled you up closer to him. You could see his face through hazy vision, seeing that satisfied grin still present. He kept a steady rhythm regardless of his pace. That was the thing about sex androids. Their stamina was endless and if you let them, you’d be completely at their mercy. That’s exactly where you were, having completely forgotten just what kind of predicament you were in. By now your body lazily moved with his, wanting to get as much pleasure as you could. He kept an arm wrapped around your waist, the other down between your legs before moving it away and caressing your face.

“Cum.”

It was a command your body had no choice but to obey. You felt yourself fall over the edge, throwing your head back as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Your entire body shook in his grasp, squeezing him tightly as he kept moving and the vibrations continued to shake your sensitive self. Not to mention the other sensations. You swear your vision went white, but it wasn’t for a moment. All the right things were firing off, overwhelming you with this euphoric feeling, but there was no coming down from it. The same sensation kept playing in your body over and over again for a good minute, as if you were going through one orgasm after another and another. It was a feedback loop of pleasure that left you with your mouth hanging open and drool dripping down onto your chest.

The feeling did eventually settle down and you found yourself resting your head against Key’s chest, breathing heavily and very overstimulated. He had stopped his movements, everything still, but he remained inside you. As you were coming down from your high Key grabbed your chin and lifted your head to meet his gaze. You couldn’t see clearly but a stupid smile decorated your lips. Now that you were getting back to yourself you began to remember the circumstances that brought you here. You tried to move away, but your strength wasn’t there, and the smallest move just sent tingles along your body, hitting you with just a fraction of what you had just experienced. It was hard to do anything, and once Key noticed you regaining your senses you felt a subtle thrumming between your legs. A shaky moan escaped you, still very sensitive after that experience. Yet, you had some sense of self.

“Wat… what are you… doing…?”

“Providing pleasure. You see when humans achieve orgasm, for that small little moment the mind is blank. No worries, no pain, just pleasure. The little device on your head is monitoring your brain waves with the intention of learning how to mimic that blissful state of mind. It managed to do so a moment ago. That seemingly endless orgasm as it kept those particular neurons in your brain firing. Of course it takes a bit to perfect, but we have plenty of time.”

“… you… you did this… to others… didn’t you…”

“My beautiful specimens need to be taken care of. My drinks are nothing compared to the bliss of a blank mind.”

“… why… how… how are you…”

“Like I said before, I’m the keeper of exquisite beauty. I don’t care for status.”

“… that means… others…”

“When I see a wonderful specimen I will have them. Although, when it comes to you, I need to do more. You have valuable information, and there’s something I need you to do for me.”

“… what…?”

You didn’t get a response as Key pressed his lips to yours. That sweet taste from before hitting your tongue and making your mind fuzzy. You were in too deep, and Key wasn’t going to let you get away.

You yelled and jumped out of your seat, stepping away from the bar. You were breathing heavily as the memories settled in, showing you the truth. You couldn’t believe it, you didn’t want to believe it, but every ounce of your being was telling this was real. This whole time Key had merely been watching you, silently. You knew you needed to leave this place, you needed to leave this place now.

“Sit.”

Key’s voice startled you out of your own thoughts. His eye was glowing again, and something inside you seemed to calm down. After a moment your body moved on its own, going back over to the bar and sitting down. You were terrified. Even if you remembered being in this place, remembered what Key had done to you, there were still gaps in your memory.

“Did you do as I asked?”

“… yes…”

Your lips moved on their own, and you had no idea what he was asking about, but you knew what the correct answer was.

“You quit your job?”

“Yes.” Your eyes went wide. “How-”

“And destroyed all the vital data from your case?”

“Yes.” You were starting to panic. “What does this-”

“No one will be able to track you here, correct?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.” Key pushed the drink closer to you. “Drink.”

Your mind was racing, yet your hand moved to grab the glass, lifting it off the table. You fought against your body, the adrenaline in your system filing you with panic.

“You… you… your responsible for all the missing-”

“They’re in good hands. As are you, now drink.”

You couldn’t stop yourself from placing the glass against your lips and tilting it up, opening your mouth to welcome the sweet liquid. As soon as the glass hit the table you felt dizzy, trying to fight against this feeling, but it was all too familiar, and comforting, and so wonderfully rewarding. A smile spread across your lips before you collapsed onto the bar table. Entering a blissful dream you wouldn’t wake up from again. Key watched on with a smile on his face. Another exquisite beauty for his collection.

[thesafecafe]

Trust In Me: Mommy May

Summary: You can always trust in Taemin. He is always there for you. He is always there, leading you down the right path. Really, you have no choice but to trust in him. You will, if you know what’s good for you.

CW + Disclaimer: 18+, MDNI, yandere Taemin, toxic relationship, gaslighting, obsessive and possessive themes, manipulation, fingering, pussy slapping, oral (male rec), cum swallowing, unprotected sex (don’t), riding, slight objectification themes, mommy dom! Taemin, sub fem! reader (who’s wearing a microskirt and no panties), pet names, condescending Taemin, reader is naïve + subservient, smut under the cut enjoy! 

Disclaimer: I do not believe that any of the members of SHINee would act like this in real life, nor is it a guide on their real life personalities. I do not support/condone the behavior represented in this work, it is a fictional depiction for entertainment purposes.

Words: 2179

Tea. Sugar. Milk. Honey. You mentally ticked off  the ingredients for the tea you were making. You couldn’t make any mistakes; you couldn’t afford any. It was already bad enough that you were running behind. Thankfully, you’d already prepared lunch, and as soon as you finished setting up the afternoon  tea tray, you heard it. The sound that signaled the winding down of time. The sound of a familiar, habitual whistling. Taemin was home. Quickly assessing your tray, you set the final touches up, before throwing off your apron and picking up the tray. Making your way to the  living room, you carefully lowered yourself onto your knees.

You let out an internal sigh of relief as you realized you’d made it to the living room first. Just in time too, since it only took a few moments for the whistling to stop. You caught a glimpse of his boots as he walked in, since your eyes were trained on the floor. It was just what he’d taught you to do: kneel before him and don’t speak until he addressed you. A lesson in manners that had been drilled into you over and over again. You heard him taking off his accessories, tossing them into a drawer before he turned to you. “You’re on time today dear. That makes a whole month of you being a good girl right?” He sounded pleased as he circled around your form, before sitting in his recliner. “Go on, speak.”

“Thank you mommy. It is my pleasure to serve you. I wouldn’t be able to do it without you. Allow me to serve you again this afternoon.”  Taemin smiled. You genuinely wanted to please him. The lessons had been paying off. “You may serve me. Start with the tea today.” You nodded, placing the tray on his side table. Rising to your feet, you began to prepare the tea that he usually drank. You hoped he couldn't see that your hands had a slight tremble to them. ‘He’s in a good mood, you can ask. Don't worry.’  You reassured yourself as you poured the tea, handing it over to Taemin. ‘Now or never Y/N. Be brave.’ As you prepared yourself to speak, you didn't realize that your expression had changed.

“What’s on your mind my dove? You look worried to death.” Taemin took an appreciative sip of tea, humming before setting it aside. You took a deep breath, steadying yourself. So much for being subtle. “Well mommy, I had a question to ask you. Do you remember Mr. Kim’s dove?” He nodded, his eyes meeting yours. “I remember you two had quite an interesting play date last time.” You nodded your head earnestly, excitement beginning to mix with your nerves. “I really enjoyed her company, and when it was time for my phone privileges last week, she asked if I would go to the movies with her soon. If it’s alright with you, can I go mommy, please?” Your words were a bit rushed, but clear. You knew he understood your request, and you waited with bated breath for him to  answer.

Seconds stretched into minutes, and you felt like time had slowed down. Each passing second felt like an hour, and you could feel a bead of sweat roll down your neck. Had it always been this hot in the room, or was it the way you were being regarded by your lover, like you were one of the targets he hunted down as a sport. As the tension in the air became palpable, you were sure he was weighing what you said in his mind. Finally, he broke the tense silence. “You want to go to the movies? With someone else?” The indicative tone of his voice had you  dropping to your knees. “It wouldn’t be just anyone! It would be your most trusted acquaintance chaperoning. It would be safe as well-’ 

You are cut off by a hand cupping your jaw. Forcing your chin up so that you meet his eyes. Taemin’s glare freezes you. “My most trusted acquaintance? Who are you to decide who that is for me?! Did I ever say that he was?!” You shake your head, your mouth useless as it is caught in his vice grip. “I allow you company once, and this is how you repay me? You ask to break my number one rule, knowing that it keeps you safe, that it keeps us safe!” You claw at his hand, panic overtaking you. This wasn’t what you planned to happen. You thought you’d done everything right.. “No-no, mommy, I didn’t mean it that way! I wouldn’t try to break your rules, I promise!” Taemin pushes you away, almost toppling you over. 

“I see. You don’t love me anymore, right? That’s why you’re asking. My company isn’t enough for you anymore.” You continually denied his words, telling him that you loved him with all your heart. “Is that so? It can’t be. If you really loved me, you’d get on your knees and beg my forgiveness. You’d never ask to go somewhere without me again.” Your heart split in two at his words. Were you really so cruel? You’d never meant to hurt his feelings. Getting onto your hands and knees, you hung your head low. “Please forgive me mommy, It won’t happen again. I’ll be good, I promise! I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” Another silence fills the room, shorter this time. “Are you really sorry?” Taemin’s voice had a particular edge to it, that you couldn't quite place.

“Yes mommy! One thousand times sorry!” You couldn’t see the wicked sneer on Taemin’s face as he contemplated his next words carefully. “I’m deeply disappointed in you sweetheart. I go to work all day, thinking of nothing but how I’ll keep you safe and take care of you. You really deserve a punishment for such bad behavior.” Your heart dropped at his words. Taemin’s punishments were like hell on earth, and something you never wanted to experience ever again if you could avoid it. There were still scars from the last time. “But since you’ve been so good this past month, I won’t punish you.” Your eyes widened, and you looked up at him in shock. “Don’t look so surprised. I’ll give you a chance to redeem yourself.” 

You watched as he sat back in his chair, his legs spread wide in his recliner. “Go on dove, show me how sorry you are.” His words hung heavy in the air, and you immediately shuffled closer, stopping when you were situated between his legs. Reaching for his belt, you quickly unbuckled it, before unzipping his pants. You could see the outline of his dick through his underwear, already starting to stand at attention. You carefully placed your hand on him, rubbing him through the material. Taemin sighed, a look of boredom on his face. “Is that all, my toy?” He sighed again, closing his eyes. You changed tactics, this time reaching for the band of his underwear. The last thing you wanted was for him to be unsatisfied. You pulled down his briefs just enough to spring his cock free of restraints.

You wasted no time, taking him into your mouth. Your tongue flattened against the tip, rubbing against it, before sucking it fervently. Taemin groaned as you alternated between harsh sucking and swirling your tongue around him. Your hand moved along the base, your nails grazing the underside of his length. If you’d been paying attention, you’d have seen the way his hands gripped onto the arms of the chair as you pleased him. He was restraining himself; he'd never admit it to you, but he could barely keep himself together from a single touch from you 

You could hear him cursing under his breath, a sign he was close. You kept going, taking him further into your mouth, and finally looking at his face. He is watching you, his bottom lip caught between his teeth. You made eye contact with him, not stopping your actions. You moaned around him, sucking and licking more earnestly. Your eyes fluttered closed, and you let yourself get lost in the feeling. “Fuck!” Taemin cursed loudly, throwing his head back as he filled your mouth with his seed. You caught all of it, not allowing any to spill. “Good girl, swallow it.” Taemin panted, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.

You obeyed him, opening your mouth to show him when you were done. “I knew you were still my good girl. Come here, stand up for me.” He pulled you up, bringing you to stand between his legs. He parted your thighs, before sliding his hand up to your slit. Running his middle finger between your lips, he felt your arousal pool and run down to his palm. You shuddered when he grazed your clit. He kept at his shallow teasing for a few moments, before pausing to speak. “You’re my good girl, right?” You swallowed thickly, trying to break through your clouded haze of lust. “Yes mommy, I’m your good girl.” He hummed, nodding his head. “So you won’t ask me to break any more of the rules, right?” You shook your head, reassuring him that you’d never ask again.

Resuming his previous movements, Taemin pressed his fingers deeper between your lips, now fully dragging over your clit. He carefully dipped his middle finger into your hole, loving the way your walls sucked him right in. “My perfect little toy, you’re so naïve. Everyone sees it in you.” Taemin added another finger into you, pumping them in and out, and hitting a spot that had you reeling. “You have to be more careful. Don’t you know that she was trying to humiliate you in public?” His thumb finds your clit, rubbing in circles. “She talks about everyone behind their back, so how could I let you go out with her?” You don’t answer, far too lost in the pleasure you were receiving. 

He increased his pace, his fingers fucking into you with renewed purpose. “All you can do is trust in me. I’m here for you, I never deceive you, do I?” You shake your head again. “No, you, you never lie to me mommy. I trust you.” Taemin smirked, satisfied with your answer. Sliding his fingers out of you, he gave you a moment to register it before landing a harsh smack to your clit. It only took two more to send you over the edge, your cries of pleasure like music to his ears. When you came down from your high, he was beaming at you. “My dove, you’re so well behaved, just for me.” You blushed at the compliment, not used to receiving such positive feedback from him.

Taemin pulled you closer to him, pulling you down until you were straddling his thighs. Pulling your face towards his, he kissed you deeply, the taste of his release still on your lips. He broke the kiss for air, putting his forehead against yours. He took a good look at you as you caught your breath. Your makeup was smudged, lip gloss almost nonexistent. Your skirt bunched around your waist, a poor excuse for covering up any skin. But what really drew him in were your eyes. Blown over with lust and unfaltering adoration for the man in front of you. You wanted him, and if there was nothing he wanted more, it was for your desire to be solely focused on him.

Reaching for the lever of the recliner, Taemin adjusted the chair to a more comfortable position. He could feel your eyes on his every movement. “Ride me.” He commands you softly, seeing how much further you’re willing to go; how far you’re willing to go for him. You grab him, aligning the head with your entrance. You ease onto him carefully, until he is fully sheathed in you. You adjust for a moment, before you are moving your hips up and down on him, the both of you sighing in pure bliss. Taemin’s hands come to rest on your hips, helping to move you along the length of his dick. “Do you want to cum for me dove? Want me to fill you up just the way you like?” His teeth nipped at the skin of your neck, and you shivered at the sensation.

“Yes, yes mommy please! Please fill me up!” Taemin kissed your neck, his mouth trailing marks all over your skin. “Then tell me you trust me, that I’m the only one you’ll ever trust. You’re mine, and no one else deserves you, they don’t love you the way I do.” Taemin knew you’d tell him what he wanted to hear. You were completely loyal to him, You were his toy, his puppet specifically. It only took a few strings to make you behave how he wanted. You had no choice but to trust in him. Every puppet needed a master. He just happened to be yours. “You’d better trust in me just like I’m saying.”

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Tags: @minhyuuk​, @brownsugarbaybee​, @hee0soo​, @mommyhwa​, @legbouk​, @singularity777​

[xoalsoxtt]

Be careful little girl PART 1

Taemin×Reader(fem)

sugar daddy sites... those websites are my job. I am 18 years old and I need to go to university but I am not someone who will study at any university. I will go to a private university and of course I need money for this. I am sorry but unfortunately I do not hate myself enough to work for myself.

Generally, not everyone knows that I am a whore and I try to do my job at home, but that day I went to a bar and found myself a 29-year-old man.

Actually, I didn't find him, he found me and tried to talk to me. But I was so drunk that I couldn't even have a proper conversation, so he took me to a restaurant and said he thought we could talk calmly and get along. So, did I clearly find a new sugar daddy?

-Let's start from the beginning I'm Taemin

-I'm suyeon

-I won't make it longer. You admitted to me that you needed money, right?

-uhmm... right.

-If you spend certain days of the week with me, I can make you a large payment every month.

-huh?

-You heard that, I want you to spend some time with me.

-But will I start working right away?

-No, you can come to my house the next day.

-oh okay

-how old are you suyeon?

-I'm 18

-ohh young and crispy

-:))

-I have some requests from you because I will pay you a really big amount.

You will come to my house whenever I want, baby, okay?

I can fuck you whenever I want

You have no right to be with anyone other than me while we are in this contract.

I can do whatever I want with you, baby.

You will wear the dresses, nightgowns, sexy underwear and erotic clothes I bought for you without saying anything and you will show them to me.

If you do all of these I will pay you $10,000 per month.

-Taemin... can you give me some time to think?

-oh. Make your decision tomorrow and call me

-okay

*While we were hugging him to say goodbye, he suddenly squeezed my ass. It's not that I didn't like it, he's handsome and I can't understand how he hasn't married yet, but he's a bit of a cold person*

[thesafecafe]

OMG thank you for the tag! I didn’t realize my Taemin piece would inspire anyone 🤭and you did a great job! 

𝐉𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐓𝐚𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧 𝐗 (𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞) 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𓈒⠀𓂃⠀⠀˖⠀𓇬⠀˖⠀⠀𓂃⠀𓈒

(SLIGHTLY)YANDERE TAEMIN!!

TW: Manipulation, gaslighting, slight rough sex, breathe play, hair pulling, breeding, obsessive behavior, oral sex (m receiving), unprotected sex, multiple orgasms (2), violence, choking!!, CNC (consensual non consent just in case), tears, mind breaking, oral sex (f receiving), role play, controlling behavior, degrading, praise, and cursing.

Pronouns used: None!

Word Count: 6759

Part: 1/1

Plot: After hanging out with Jinki for the day, you unexpectedly stay the night at his house, and when you return home your boyfriend Taemin is so jealous that he's lost his mind.

Inspired by: Impressionable by TAEMIN and Trust In Me: Mommy May Taemin by @thesafecafe !

When you finally returned home from your best friend Jinki's house, you expected your boyfriend Taemin to be happy to see you and waiting to hear all about your day, so as you entered the apartment with a big warm smile, you were expecting to see him on the couch with Kkoongie and Daengie, but instead, he was no where to be seen, neither were they. "Taemin?" You called out as you walked into the living room, "Tae?" You hummed and thought that they all must've been in his room, so you quickly made your way there, but as you opened the door, he was sitting there alone. The room was slightly messy and as he sat on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed you questioned what was going on.

"Taemin?" He slowly looked at you, the glare in his eyes caught you off guard, but then it hits you, when you left yesterday, you never told him you were going to be staying the night with Jinki, but you didn't know you would either, it just happened. "Are you okay?" You watched with curious eyes as he stood up and walked over to you, "where were you last night?" He asked as he stood in front of you, his tone told you right away that he was in one of his moods. It wasn't often that Taemin would get jealous when you're hanging out with his SHINee members, as he completely trusts them and you to be alone together without anything happening, but when it does happen, it's like he's a completely different person. "I was with Jinki," you said, taking a step back to put space between the two of you, the way he stood so closely made you feel unbelievably intimidated.

"What do you mean?" You asked, by the look on Taemin's face you could tell that he wasn't satisfied with your answer, the way he sucked in his cheek and bite down on it let you know that he was trying his hardest to stay calm. "Y/N," his tone sounded so condescending, as if he knew something you didn't, "do you think I'm stupid?" He asked, you looked up at him becoming worried, Taemin only spoke that way when he was beyond his limit, and nothing pushes him further than being toyed with. Nothing turns him off more than being lied to, especially about something involving his members. "What?" You asked sounding caught off guard, "of course not," you said, "look, Jinki and I went shopping, we got something to eat, went to karaoke and he had a little too much to drink so I just-" Taemin stopped you, pinching the bridge of his nose as he took a second to calm down.

"I thought you said you were going to the movies?" As he said this you paused, trying to recall when you first mentioned the wholesome friend date you had originally planned, for a second too long, you hesitated to answer, confirming the completely inaccurate suspicions Taemin had. "So you were lying?" Taemin asked as if he had already came up with the answer himself, this time you answered right away, "no! Of course not!" You said, finally the memory clicked, you didn't lie, you just replanned things. "We didn't go to the movies because they weren't showing anything we wanted to see!" Your words came out rushed, too rushed for Taemin's liking, to him, he sounded like you had just come up with the perfect lie, but really, you had just remembered what made you skip out on going to the movies. "Do I look like a child to you Y/N? Do you expect me to believe that?"

You looked up at him confused, you couldn't tell what made him think you'd even think of cheating on him, and especially with someone who's so close to him, and to you. "What are you talking about? I told you yesterday before we went to karaoke that we decided not to go to the movies," you explained, "didn't you get my text?" You asked, Taemin's glare became more intense, the annoyed look on his face quickly changed to a subtle enraged one. "What text?" He asked, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and handed it to you, "because I don't have one text at all, not even one telling me that you'd be staying the night there." You could tell that he was getting closer to his breaking point, your confusion as you looked at his messages to you didn't help either, but you couldn't help it, you could clearly recall texting him as soon as Jinki had reminded you of him getting jealous the first time you two hung out alone.

"But..." he snatched his phone out of your hands and threw it towards the bed, not caring that it had hit the wall, "it's like every time I try to give you the freedom to do what you want, you just show me why I shouldn't." His words made you look at him in disbelief, 'every time?' You thought to yourself, 'what is he talking about?' You sighed and decided that it would be best if you explained everything as best as possible, if not, you could tell that he'd just go off the rails, "Taemin, nothing happened last night, I must've forgotten to send the message or it just didn't send, but I promise, there is nothing going on between Jinki and I." This wasn't enough for him though, and it became clear when he suddenly grabbed a handful of your hair, yanking it as he dragged you closer, "Why would I believe that?" You winced in pain as you tried to get his hand out of your hair, but it was no use.

"Obviously you like him, I'm not fucking dumb," he said, his grip tightened, your scalp felt like it was burning, "T-Taemin please..." your pleas fell onto deaf ear though, he had finally lost it, "am I not enough anymore?" He asked, "I thought you'd said you'd only look at me," you struggled again to remove his hand from your hair but it only made him yank it again. "You promised me that you'd only love me, you swore that you only had eyes for me!" You whined from the pain, but you were more worried about what he was saying, most people thought that Taemin was only joking when he'd say things like 'only look at me' or 'only love me', but they couldn't be more wrong, it wasn't usual for him to talk to you this way, but it's terrifying when he does. It makes you realize that when he sings about things like making people want him, or making people fall for him with no limit, that it's what he truly believe and what he truly wants.

"I-I do!" You responded, "I wouldn't ever look at anyone else!" You said, but you were only feeding into his insanity, you could careless though, not only was it true, but it was also what he wanted to hear, and telling him what he wanted to hear, would help you calm him down enough to talk to him and explain that nothing happened. "Liar, why would you ignore my calls then? Why didn't you answer my texts? Why did you stay the night at his house?" As he questioned you his grip got tighter, the pain made your eyes water as you shut them. "I didn't mean to! I was just-" he yanked even harder and you cried out, "you were what?" He waited as you tried to fight against the pain, "trying to piss me off?" You denied it quickly, "no! I'm sorry! I just lost track of time! Please Taemin, please let go!" You begged, this time, he let go.

Practically pushing you back as he released you, as you fell to your knees while holding the back of you head he stood over you, "I just don't get it," he said, you couldn't pick up on his tone, you couldn't place the coldness in his voice. "I mean, I love you so much," he said, "I spend so much time with you, I buy you nice things, I take care of you, I even pay all the bills and still..." he wrapped his hand around your throat and forced you to look up at him, "you act like it's not enough, do you not love me?" You gasped with wide and slightly teary eyes, "is this not enough? Do you want more? Or do I have to force you to love me?" You put you hand over his to try to keep him from tightening his hand as you responded right away, "No! No! It's enough! I already love you! I love you so much Taemin!" You couldn't tell, but the sound of your panicked voice confessing your love for him, made him swell with a sick feeling of love and obsession.

"You do?" He asked, his hand still resting on your throat as he smiled, the crazed look in his eyes made you tremble, "yes! Of course!" You expected this to be the end of it, but you were wrong, you gasped for air as he suddenly tightened his hand around your throat and tried to stand, but he pushed you back down with his other hand. "Then why would you do this to me?" He asked, "I mean, do you know how worried I was?" You tried to get his and off your throat, scratching your own skin to pry his hand off, "I didn't get a blink of sleep last night, did you know that? I couldn't help thinking that something bad could've happened," his sadistically soft tone mixed with the lack of oxygen made your body go into panic mode, you couldn't tell if he was being genuine or if he was going to kill you for his own suspensions.

"I stayed up all night so stressed and worried that my sweet baby girl would never come back home, while you were out..." his grip loosened finally, but only enough for you not to faint, just enough for you to continue to be too lightheaded to think properly, "with my best friend, doing god knows what," he pulled you up to your feet by your throat, his thumb pressed into a spot under your jaw that made your mouth water, "after I was nice enough to allow you to leave too, how could you be so inconsiderate? Are you sure you really love me?" Finally, he let go, you immediately took a deep breathe in, almost falling over again as your head stopped spinning, you could barely think straight, your brain constantly replaying his words in your head as you tried to comprehend what he was saying. "Do you know how badly you hurt me?" He asked, 'hurt him?' You thought to yourself.

Did you really hurt him? You asked yourself in your head what you could've done to hurt him, but the pain makes it hard to think, he wouldn't have hurt you if you didn't. Taemin has never been violent to you unless it was in bed, so with poor judgment, you decided that maybe you did hurt him. "I'm so sorry," you said, tears brim your eyes as you looked up at him weakly, "I didn't mean to, I promise it won't happen again," you added, Taemin fought with himself not to smile, but your vulnerability to him pleases him to a almost insane degree. "How can I be sure? How am I supposed to trust you? Do you know how hurt I am?" He looked at you in your eyes, although is tone said 'sad and hurt', his eyes said differently, but you could hardly pick up on it, your head was still pounding and the fear he had instilled into you so quickly made you feel dizzy.

"I promise, please, I won't ever do it again," you didn't feel as relaxed as you wanted to when he finally smiled and sighed, that relieved and calm look on his face didn't make you feel that he had forgiven you, and you were right for feeling that way. "Then prove it," he said, "get on your knees and show me just how badly you love me," his tone once again, wicked as his face fell flat, giving you no clue on how he was feeling, but you didn't care, you just wanted him to forgive you for hurting his feelings, you wanted to remind him that no matter what you'll always love him and you'll only look at him, so, you got down on your knees. "There you go," he said praising you just a little for doing what he wanted, his constant change of emotion had you in a world wind of distress, every second you felt like he was going to snap again and do something more drastic.

The feeling intensified as you sat there staring at the floor doing nothing, angry and impatience bubbled up inside of him as he waited for your next move, but you were still trying to find the words to say that would make him feel better. It was like you were too dazed by his sudden explosion of rage to realize what was going on, "Y/N?" Taemin called out, his tone is more gentle but it still makes you flinch, bringing you out of your deep thoughts, "are you okay?" He asked, as you looked up at him confused he stared back at you with a soft look in his eyes, 'what is going on?' You thought to yourself, "if you don't want to do this then we can stop, you know the safe word right?" He asked, but you didn't know what he was talking about, you have a safe word, but you weren't having sex, and to your knowledge, you weren't roleplaying, so why would you use the safe word?

Instead of trying to figure out what was going on exactly, you just nodded your head, "no no, use your words baby," he said, "I need to hear you say it," your mouth feels almost dry as you speak, "yes, Taemin..." but you can't hide how confused you are, and as his expression changed again, you stare baffled, "what?" You made a mistake, but how were you were supposed to know? You could hardly even think straight, how were you supposed to know that you were had made a mistake? "S-Sir, yes sir!" You quickly corrected yourself, afraid of what he might do if you said the wrong thing. "God, you're so clumsy," he rolled his eyes and huffed, "now go ahead, get to work before I change my mind, you're wasting my time." Finally you get it, instead of wasting another second of his precious time and energy, you quickly undid his belt and unbuttoned his pants.

"I knew you could figure it out," as he pet the top of your head you flinched a little but continued to remove his pants, as you tugged them down his underwear followed with them, despite the fear in your poor confused body, you were excited from the sight of him like this, just above the waistband of his underwear was a faint happy trail, and when you finally removed his pants, his dick springs out, slapping against his pelvis and standing at attention, the tan skin of his body, paired with the faint happy trail, and pinkness of the head of his cock made your body feel hot. "Are you just gonna stare at it? Or are you going to prove how sorry you are?" You looked up at him and then back down at his dick, licking your lips before nodding and moving your body closer.

You took a deep breath before finally wrapping your mouth around the head of his cock, out of instinct, you closed your eyes and slowly took him in deeper, your tongue lay flat above your bottom teeth and caressed the underside of his length, you could hear him breathe in deeply as you set a comfortable pace for both him and yourself. "Shit..." his voice trembles a little, but you focused on pleasing him, putting your all into his pleasure as you used your mouth to apologize and show him that you loved him. You kept this pace for a minute before going a little faster, never taking him any deeper to keep your breath so that you wouldn't pull off too fast, but Taemin didn't care about your breathing, he wanted you to take him deeper and he didn't want to ask, so he grabbed a handful of your hair again, in the same spot, and led your head himself.

Usually, Taemin is only a head pusher when he's feeling especially needy or when he was in control, so it didn't at all shock you when he started leading your head to take him deeper. Your eyes water though as he touches the back of your throat, to keep him from basically going all the way down it, you put your hand on the rest of him and move your hand with your head in hopes that it would be enough for him. "Fuck...you're so good baby," he said, "does it feel good to apologize?" He asked, his voice shaken as he tried his hardest not to melt from the feeling of your mouth, you just do it so well though, you've always known exactly how to please him, and now isn't any different. As you begin to feel breathless you try to pull your mouth off for a second, but instead of letting you go, he begins to fuck your mouth.

"Not yet," his quickened breaths let you know that he's close already, that meaning that you don't breathe until he cums, "just a little longer okay baby?" You looked up at him with teary eyes, humming against him to let him know that you were nearing your limit, but so was he. "Look at you," he licked his lips and softly moaned, his voice sounds so angelic compared to the way he fucks your throat, "you're so cute...and pathetic, what would you do without me?" That lightheaded feeling returned, and your lungs burn for air but you fight the feeling, "you can't even breathe if I didn't let you, you can't think unless I help, yoqu was made for me," he pulled you off by your hair, finally letting you get a breath, you immediately gasped, a trail of saliva and precum trailing from your lips to his cock.

"Isn't that right?" He grabbed your face and forced you to look at him, "you can't live without me, can you?" The pain in your head becomes dull and your head felt like you were swimming, but his insanity guides you perfectly into his web, and with no thought behind your pretty eyes, you nodded your empty head. "That's right baby, you're such a good girl," he guided your head back to his dick, fucking your face even faster than before as you sat there like an obedient pet, allowing him to use your face as he pleased. You kept your eyes on his face, his eyebrows scrunched up and his face contorted beautifully, if being on your knees like this made him forgive you, then you'd stay there for hours, on your knees earning his forgiveness. As your eyes closed Taemin cursed, the soft throb in your mouth lets you know that he's closer than before.

A slightly salty taste in your mouth made you bring yourself closer to him, it pushed you to ignore your body's need for air and you forced your head further down until your nose hit his pelvis with every thrust, as he hits the back of your throat the taste returns, the precum building in the back of your mouth almost choked you but you did your best to swallow as much as possible. The feeling of you trying to swallow with him in your mouth made his knees feel weak, but he hid it well, "You're doing such a good job, now swallow for me okay?" You bummed an 'okay' around him and opened your eyes, his moans became louder, the sound of his voice was divine, the slight rasp with every breath and the way his voice cracked just as he was reaching his peak made your stomach tingle and as he finally came into your mouth he let out a heavenly breath, a mixture between a moan, a sigh, and a grunt, fall from his beautiful lips.

In seconds, Taemin's cum is flooding your throat and mouth, while some you can swallow, some pools at the back and front of your mouth, slowly dripping out the sides of your mouth, but he wasn't going to let you waste a drop. "You better swallow it," he warned, slowly he removed himself from your mouth and watched as you struggled. You try to breathe while also trying to keep all of the saliva, precum, and cum in your mouth, "if you waste a drop, then I'll punish you," although you were afraid, you couldn't help but throb at the thought of him touching you, maybe the lack of air is driving you insane, or maybe it's the throbbing pain in your head, whatever it was, you still didn't want to be punished by Taemin, so you quickly wiped up the dribbles of cum dripping from your mouth and swallowed, licking your finger clean after.

"Such a good girl," you looked at him and opened your mouth to let him know that you had swallowed it all, "now, clean me up," he didn't have to tell you twice, and without a second thought, you began licking the slobbery mess off his cock, making such to suck it all off and swallow it when you were done. Taemin watched in contentment, that craziness in his head had him buzzing with excitement, and seeing you fall into made him want to fall with you. If anything, Taemin felt like more of a slave to you, thank you for him, of course, he was the one who led you here in the beginning, but he was the one truly trapped, the way you looked at him with such a deep admiration and lust made him feel weak, his body was trembling with thirst and he knew no amount of his depraved tricks to get you this vulnerable would ever be enough to overpower the monopoly you have over his mind, that's why he's doing this.

"Stand up," he said, immediately you did as he said, you didn't want to set him off again, and your head couldn't handle the pain again, "aren't you gonna thank me?" He asked, "I let you swallow all of my cum instead of making you use your words to apologize," you nodded, still as absent-minded as before, and quickly thanked him, your quick submission is satisfying, but he wanted to break you down further until he could feel that you would truly never look at anyone else, ever again. "Strip," he sat down on the bed and waited, you stood there though, eyes as wide as the moon as you nervously placed your hands on the hem of your shirt, "Do I have to repeat myself?" He asked, you shook your head.

"Then strip," he said, "or do you want me to do it for you?" Your messed up mind tan wild imaging him stripping your body, ripping your clothes off of you as you lord underneath him, the warmth from the thought made you think it wouldn't be so bad, but instead of testing his patience, you began to strip. Taemin's eyes drink you in, following your hands as you slowly lift your shirt over your head, the feeling of him watching you made you feel so embarrassed, he's always so intimidating when he's observing, and a part of you has always loved it too. As you took off your underwear he stopped you, "Turn around," you did as he said and stood there nervously, "Take them off and hand them to me," still following his orders you took them off and passed them to him with your back facing him. "Good girl," you stood there as Taemin tied your hands behind your back and unclamped your bra.

"Now, turn around for me," You turned around and looked up at him, the smile on his face made you feel relaxed, "you know I love you right?" He asked, his voice was a lot more sincere now like he was trying to be careful and lure you in, but it also seemed like he was being genuine, you nodded, you do know that Taemin loves you, so you didn't hesitate to agree. "If I'm being too rough, you can tell me to stop, so don't hesitate okay?" You nodded again, but he didn't stop looking at you yet, "I'm serious Y/N, I don't want to hurt you, if you don't enjoy it, and if you don't want it, then you can always say so, you understand?" This time you waited to answer, finally your brain had caught up with the current situation and you could truly understand what he was saying, "if you understand, use the safe word," the delicate look made you relax completely, "hot," you said, he nodded and kissed your forehead.

"Good," his demeanor changed once again, after confirming that you are consenting to go further he stopped holding back and pushed you onto the bed, you drag your body up the rest of the way and lay there, you watched as he undressed himself the rest of the way and got onto the bed himself. "My pretty baby..." he said, "you're my pretty girl," you gasped as his fingers touch your bare lips, he slipped one between and slowly began to rub slow circles on your clit, right away your body tensed up, the sudden pleasure made your head spin, you tried to close your legs but he held them opened, "stay still," he said as he moved his upper body between your legs, he moved his finger lower until he felt your dripping entrance, "you feel so warm, did being choked turn you on?" He asked, his finger slowly entering you, he made sure to be careful as he pushed his entire finger in.

"Or was it having your hair pulled?" You quietly moaned, the feeling of his finger inside of you was a complete contradiction of the pain from his fingers tugging your hair, the pleasure rippled through your body as he put his mouth on your clip, his tongue moving against your clit like water as his lips wrap around it. You almost screamed, you melted as he moved his mouth against the rest of your cunt while adding a finger inside of you, chills formed all over your skin and your back arched, you struggled against the restraints of your underwear, you wanted to put your hands in his hair, or at least be able to hold on to something, but with your hands underneath you and tied together, you couldn't do anything but become a slave to the pleasures of Taemin's mouth. "Oh...Oh god! Taemin!" You cried out, his movements became faster but stayed as perfect as always, he's always been so good at pleasing you.

You trembled and bit your lip, you tried not to be so loud already, but it felt so good, the warmth in your stomach spreads throughout your whole body and your toes curl, you can't stop your body from melting and thrashing around, he didn't let up though, instead he swirled his tongue around your clit while moving his fingers even faster, pressing them against a spongy spot that made you go silent, your legs threatened to shut and trap him in, but his broad shoulders kept them opened. Your hips uncontrollably buckled, you couldn't stop yourself from grinding against his face, and you knew that he loved it from the feeling of him smiling against your core, he pulled his face away for a second and chuckled, "You're so cute," he looked up at you, "watch me, don't close your eyes," and just like that he went back down, this time he moved his mouth slower than his fingers.

Your eyes almost closed as they fluttered, looking into Taemin's eyes is a dangerous task already, but looking into his eyes as he eats you out like it's his last meal makes it nearly impossible, his tongue once again swirled around your clit before he pressed his tongue against it and began waving his tongue. It was a trick he learned a few years ago when he was eating ice cream, instead of just licking, he'd press his tongue against your clit, and slowly move it up and down in a waving motion. The feeling was like heaven, it felt so good that it ripped through your body, tearing you in half as the pleasure rocked you back and forth, this time you couldn't stop yourself from closing your eyes, but he didn't care, he just kept going and slowed his fingers just a little, allowing you to focus more on his tongue, he knows you'd rather have him inside of you than his fingers anyways.

"So...so good..." you moaned out, your stomach tightened, the muscles spasm and the feeling of your clit throbbing against his tongue and becoming softer let him know that you were close, the second he was able to completely press his tongue into it and feel your pelvic bone, he knew that you were about to cum, so he started moving his tongue in a circle and closed his eyes, he focused completely and bringing you over that point, he wanted to push you over the edge and he'd do it even if his jaw felt like it was going to fall off. "Oh god! Taemin! I-I...I'm gonna cum!" You cried out, he nodded his head, softly caressing your thighs and bringing them up to his head, he snuck his hands under your lower back and grabbed your hands, forcing you to come closer to his face as your hips rested on his arms. "Fuck!" You threw your head back and your back arched even more, before you could even tell that it was happening, a mind-splitting orgasm washes over your body.

Your muscles clamp around his fingers and you lay almost silent with faint breathes and moans leaving your mouth, finally, Taemin pulled away and licked his lips clean, "You did so well for me baby," he pulled his fingers out and sucked them clean too, moaning at the taste of you, "did it feel good my love?" You lay there breathless for a second before nodding your head, "yes..." you responded, "so good," you looked up at him as he positioned his body between your legs, this time he brought your legs up to his hips and placed his hands on your hips, "are you ready for me?" He asked, you nodded, you were more than ready for him, but Taemin wasn't going to give it to you that easy, and you should've known that, "are you sure?" He asked, "I want to hear you say it," he said, you whined at the feeling of him lining himself up with your entrance.

"Yes! I'm ready!" That was all he needed to hear, he slowly rubbed himself against you, dragging the head of his cock up and down your slit, the wetness of his saliva and your arousal feels so slick and warm, Taemin swore under his breath and bit his lip, finally, he slowly began to enter you, the slight stretch made you wince just a little but the moment he had fully bottomed out inside of you, that slight pain had completely disappeared. Taemin filled you up beautifully, every inch of him touched your walls, without even trying, he was pressed against that same spongy spot that made you see stars before, he wasn't even moving yet and you were already trembling and moaning. "You...you feel so good!" You looked up at him with such a wild desire in your eyes, it was so intense that Taemin couldn't help but become oversexed himself.

"It does baby?" He asked, his eyes low as he bit his plush bottom lip, "tell me how good it feels," he asked, he slowly pulled his hips back your toes pointed forward, your legs are weak around his hips, the feeling of his length dragging against your walls made your head feel just as empty as before. "So good! I-I love it!" You cried out, "I love it so much Taemin!" You felt so desperate, and when he finally stopped, leaving the head of his cock inside of you, it grew until you began moving yourself against him, saying in an unexpectedly coaxing "Please, give me more," the pillow like tone made Taemin's stomach warm with heat, as he looked you in your eyes he felt chills all over his body. Once again, he's reminded that no matter his amount of dominance and control, he's a slave to you, and all it takes is one simple look for him to be on his knees, ready and willing to serve and please.

"Please?" You pushed your hips against his, the pout on your face only adding to his downfall, "god, you're so pretty..." Finally, he snapped his hips forward and slammed into you, Taemin wasted no time in setting a fast pace, he was too lost in your desires to hold back and start slow. Tingles rush up from the tip of his spine, covering the back of his neck and head as you squeeze around him and lean onto the sheets, "fuck...fuck you feel so good," he sounded as if he could cry already, and you were no different, you whimpered as you became increasingly intoxicated by the mind-blowing pleasure, you couldn't care less about the pain in your wrists, every time the head of his dick hit your cervix and pressed into that spot, you felt your grip on reality slipping further and further away, it felt like you were floating, a puddle forms in your stomach, your eyes roll back and you throw your head back.

Neither of you speak, and you both were so enthralled by this ecstasy, your bodies felt like they were becoming one, like you were melting from the heat. Taemin's mind was becoming as blank as the sound of your tranquil breaths stir his brain, you feel like heaven. "Tae-Taemin..." you called out his name, your voice is so beautiful to him, he can't stop, he wants to be deeper inside of you, he wanted to be so deep inside of you that he'd never be able to pull out. "Tae...oh god! Taemin!" You squirm and wrap your legs around him tightly, holding him almost still, "fuck...it feels like...you..." he threw his head back and went faster, "god, you're gonna drive me crazy." You could feel him twitch inside of you, he was getting close already, Taemin was never one to be quick in bed, but occasionally, when he feel especially horny, he won't be able to hold himself back.

So instead of allowing himself to cum, he pulled out of you, right away you whined, you clenched around nothing as you whimper, "I know baby," he helped you up and led you to the edge of the bed, "lean over the bed for me," you quickly follow his lead, you know that you can trust him not to let you fall so you leaned over the edge of the bed knowing that he'd keep you from hurting yourself, and he did, right as you began to lean, he grabbed your hips and pulled you back so that only your head was hanging over the edge. Taemin pulled your hips up a little more, he forced you to arch your back and held your hand before slowly filling you up with his self again. The new angle made him feel so much deeper, you moaned loudly at the feeling while unconsciously moving forward. But Taemin stopped you, he held your body in place and pulled your back your hands, "Stay still baby, I don't want you to fall."

Your head feels like it's reeling, you whimpered and cursed as intense waves of pleasure cause you to breathe heavily, your eyes rolled back and you pushed back into him, your skin slapping together creating a lewd wet sound to fill the room. Your stomach clenched and you go quiet, you practically drool from the feeling of Taemin, and it doubles when he reaches his hand around and pulled you up by the throat, his hand carefully wrapped around you while the other slipped down to your clit, "I love you so much Y/N," your stomach felt like it was doing flips, your breathing completely stopped and you leaned your head back against his shoulder, "I love you so much, you're driving me crazy," you gasped and pleaded with him to let you cum, "wait, just hold it, you can do that can't you?" You nodded, but it was no way you could hold back any longer.

Taemin could tell too, the way your walls convulsed around him told him that you were going to cum rather he told you to or not, but he didn't care, he was too close to try to stop you. Your heat was melting him and the feeling of your arousal spilling all over him turned him on even more, "I-I can't!" You cried out, his movements became harsher and the circles he rubbed on your clit were looser and sloppy but they collided perfectly and edging you closer and closer to your peak, "it's okay...it's okay baby, go ahead...cum for me baby," his sexual coos wrap around your mind and you fall into it, just as he said, you completely unravel, your liquids flood him and your warmth pulls him in deeper, just as you cum, he follows behind you, cumming deep inside of you from the feeling. You sobbed, his cum filled you up so perfectly, you could feel it spreading and him throbbing.

Taemin moans in your ear, his voice is soft and angelic, he moves his hand from your throat and clit and holds you against him as if you were going to break. The euphoric feeling washes over both your bodies and as he pulls out, his cum seeps out, dripping down your thighs, you both take a second, he continued to hold you before carefully untying your hands and helping you get back on the bed. Neither of you speak for a second, you both lay next to each other in a comfortable silence, catching your breath and collecting your thoughts. The aftermath still not catching up with you as you turn your head to him and smile, "Are you okay?" He asks, "I didn't go too far did I?" You shake your head and laugh a little, you knew he'd get worried afterward, he's always like this after intense role play, "no, of course not," you kiss the tip of his nose and smile at him, "you did amazing."

"You sure?" He turns on his side and wraps his arm around your waist, "I mean, you looked genuinely scared, I thought you forgot for a second," he says, you shake your head and close your eyes, you feel sleepy already "Nope..." you sigh happily and look at him again, "I loved every second of it." Finally, after so long, Taemin kisses you, his soft lips melt into yours and you close your eyes, butterflies fill your stomach and that loving feeling you've been waiting for fills you content, you wrap yourself around him, already falling asleep before he even pulled away, "I missed you so much darling," he says quietly, Taemin like you, was also falling asleep, "I missed you more," he kisses your forehead and holds you close while muttering a soft 'I love you', as you both drift off into sleep, peacefully, happily, and satisfied.

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can you write head-cannons for mafia au lee taemin how he falls in love with you and how he kidnaps you

Mafia!Taemin Headcanons | Falling in love and Kidnapping

☆ Genre : yandere

☆ tw : violence, obsession, abuse, kidnapping, mention of blood, mafia, murder, use of gun, heavy themes

☆ Word Count : 438

· Just sitting before his desk and signing stupid papers just doesn't do it for him. He needs some action, some blood

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· He was out to collect someone's debt to the mafia – usually, he'd sent his men to do the dirty work but he's easily bored

· As he shot the poor lowlife who dared to not pay him back, he heard a scream coming from the other end of the alley

· A witness. As per the rules, he must get rid of all the witnesses to the bloody scene

· But then, he saw you – you were shaking in fear, like a little bunny

· He simply found you adorable. He couldn't just mercilessly kill you

· That moment, he knew he needed to have you. You're perfect

· His stomach felt like it was twisting in all directions, it was so overwhelming yet so great – is this what love felt like?

· "Capture the witness and lock them to my office. I don't want to see a single strand of hair fall off their head, understand?"

· Shooting the man a few more times to make sure he's dead, he watched his men take you away

· He couldn't get your face out of mind. Everything about you was just so.. perfect 

· Mind you, he's an extremely picky man when it comes to love. But you.. he fell in love the very second he saw you

· He thought, what makes you so special? He saw millions of people in his life, yet he never felt such a connection

· His stomach uncontrollably clenched every time he thought about you – what the hell have you done to him?

· He returned to the mafia, melting when he saw you tied to his sofa. You were just a little sheep in a wolf's territory

· "Shh, now. I won't hurt you, see? Not yet, at least, little one~"

· He feels like he can do nothing but stare at you for hours. You're so absolutely perfect it hurts him

· "I should put you in a cage and keep you as my little pet.. doesn't that sound perfect, kitten? God, I saw you not even two hours ago, but I'd die for you.." 

· At the simple thought of someone touching you, his blood is boiling

· You're his property. And whoever touches his property will get their hands ripped out

· From now on, you belong to him. And oh, don't think he cares about your opinion

· He can buy your life if he'd want to, after all, can't he?

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Cw: Taemin is manipulative and mentally abusive. (I do not support this type of behavior. It’s just a story and things a bit from my own experiences as well).

Hola ladies 😏 hehe…… anyway I wrote something. Please tell me if you like it, I don’t think I ever wrote a oneshot for Taemin before so like yeah lol

Enjoy ^^

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Taemin knew he was in the wrong for taking advantage of you at your mentally worse but he always felt as though you wouldn't give him what he wanted if you were at your mentally best.

Which was you.

All of you.

Mind, body, and soul

In Taemin's eyes, you were too good for him but in the situation unfolding right before his eyes, the words coming out of your mouth was telling him the exact opposite.

"I'm not good for you." you cried on the floor, blood trickling down your arm.

"You're right. You're right. They don’t care about me."

Taemin immediately went towards you, stopping right in front of you and getting on his knees.

He grabbed you into a hug, being careful to not touch your deep wound on your forearm.

One of his arms letting for a bit to take the knife sitting next to you and pushing it as far as he can from you.

He knew you'd have an episode at some point again though he didn't expect it to be this bad.

You weren't taking your medication again and instead of encouraging you to take them like he normally did, Taemin started encouraging to not them anymore.

He didn't just outright started telling you to stop of course.

You would alwavs complain about your medication.

About how sometimes they wouldn't work no matter how high of a dosage or how many times you switch.

You were becoming irritated as in your own words; "Every psychiatrist I ever had treats medication like the end all be all. Every time i explain to them why it's not working for me, they just don't listen! It's like talking to a brick wall..."

Those words stayed in his mind and as his feelings for you grew even stronger, the guilt that was present whenever he would entertain the idea of making you stop your medication started dissipating before it completely evaporated.

"If you feel that way, maybe you should just stop taking them?" he suggested to you one day.

Obviously you didn't agree with him at first but then as weeks pass you began not taking your medication.

"You know... if you think your therapist and psychiatrist at that bad, maybe you should stop seeing them? Therapy doesn't work for everyone."

You nodded.

“Yeah.. you're right. I could probably try to find a new therapist and-"

"No!" you eyed Taemin suspiciously at his sudden outburst.

"I mean... you know since you said you always had issues with therapy, why not just stop going?" he chuckled slightly, awkwardness evident in his stiff body.

You bit your lip.

“Taemin I need some sort of help. I can't just stop therapy altogether." you sighed.

"You have me though...” he whispered low enough that you couldn't hear him.

After some time though, you stopped going to therapy.

In fact, you haven't seen a mental health professional in 10 months and in all that time, Taemin has been there for you through it all.

"You're right. I'm just crazy. I'm crazy." you cried hysterically into Taemin's chest from both the psychical and emotional pain.

"Everyone always leaves me."

"That's because they don't care about you as much as I do.”

Taemin once again knew he was very much in the wrong.

Your friends and family did indeed cared for you.

In fact they cared for you so much that they began warning you and even downright telling you to leave the man because he was flat out abusing you mentally though you didn’t believe it.

Taemin would always listen to you when you would complain about your friends and family.

You have gotten into huge fights with them some times and would tell him what they would tell you during those fights.

"My sister really called me a psychotic bitch all because I was freaking out from my paranoia!" you cried one night to him.

"Why would she call me that? She knows I can't control it!"

And like always, Taemin's arms would be wrapped around your body and you could never see his blank expression as he would say, "It's because she doesn't love you as deeply as you do her. She just thinks you're crazy." his voice gentle and soft. “She takes you for granted… but I don’t.”

Though Taemin knew how horrible he was for even driving you to this point where you would mutilate yourself over being (suspiciously) fired from your job, he felt absolutely no guilt.

He had to do this.

He needed for you to be his alone and if that meant destroying your life and mental health in order for him to get what he wanted then so be it.

As you cried hard into Taemin's chest, sanity broken, a little smile grew on your lover's lips.

He finally got you were he wanted you.

You were now truly his.

"You know I'll never leave you." his warm hand rubbed your back, soothing you.

"I love you okay?" he kissed your cheek before pulling back to look you in the eyes, smiling a bit wider as he saw it, doing well to hold back his gleeful giggle.

The exhaustion.

The defeat.

The sad, desperate plea for help all swirling in your eyes.

“Let's go to the hospital so you can get stitched up."

You nodded.

In your eyes, Taemin really was the only one who did truly love you.

And he did indeed loved you.

He was just simply selfish.

"I'm always gonna take of you. You know that."

[shinehyuk]

playtime | lee taemin

‣ Genre : yandere

tw/cw : obsession, death (dw no one dies), a lot of abuse, toxic relationship, very extreme heavy themes, violence, torture, scars from abuse, anxiety, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes! i do not support this behavior, this is only FICTION.

Word Count : 1.66k

request : can i request a scenario where you try to run away from yandere taemin but he makes it a “fun” little game that if he doesn’t find you, you can leave, but if he catches you all hell will break lose and you will never be able to leave again. thank you for be amazing btw ❤️

‣ Summary : offered to play a game that can win you freedom, you don't have any other choice than to accept the offer.

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Your only chance to escape, if any, was when Taemin was sleeping. With him not looking at cameras and constantly having an eye on you 24/7, if you were really lucky, you had a very small chance to escape. Maybe even a chance close to zero, but it was still one; if only you played your cards well.

It was a silent pitch black night. You were pretty sure you stayed up for about two hours to make sure the male beside you was asleep – once you started hearing the sound of light snores coming from him, you were almost sure that it was time to act. It was now or never, after all. It was the first time you were sleeping with him in one room since you got him to trust you just for tonight by using the excuse of "being too scared to sleep alone" which seemed to work just perfectly on the unsuspecting male. Other times you always sleep in your room that he properly locks – and this time, it's the same case. The door is also locked, but there's now one thing that can help you escape. A thing that you couldn't even think of using in your own room.

A key.

A key that he has. He always has it with him at all times unless he sleeps. Before sleep, he puts it into the drawer of his night table that, if only you manage to slip out of his tight grasp that's hugging you, you can have access to if you're being sneaky and careful enough.

After a while of subtle squirming, you managed to get out of his clutch without the male waking up, or so you thought, at least. It was dark – extremely dark, but your eyes could make out a few things and shapes. You quietly found your way to his night table, gently opening the drawers one by one in search of the key you so desperately need. To your relief, you finally found a keychain, taking it and closing the drawer with a satisfied smile on your lips.

It wasn't even nearly the end yet. You still had a very, very hard and long way to go before you could officially breathe out and let yourself take pride in being free.

There were two keys on the keychain in total – one to your room and the other one to his room that you were in right now. You weren't sure which one was which so you simply went for your gut feeling, sticking one of the keys in the keyhole and moving it around. It made a lot of unnecessary noise, making you bite the inside of your cheek in anxiety that builded up with each louder noise. You really did not want to wake the male up right now. If he did, you'd surely be dead.

Despite your expectations, the key didn't work, which left you with the other key. Performing the same action with it, you finally heard the door click and open. You looked back to see if Taemin was still sleeping; since you didn't see much in the dark, you could only assume that he did not wake up. Yet, at least. Slowly getting out of the room and closing the door as quietly as humanly possible, you left the keychain in the keyhole – there was no use for you taking it with yourself. It'd only be a burden and make noise while you walked, lessening your chances of escaping.

Taemin barely lets you out of your own room – in fact, you could be locked there for weeks without him letting you out at all. But to your luck, the exit door was not very hard to find although you've seen it maybe once, twice during your entire living with Taemin. He made sure that even if you had a small chance of escaping, you'd have a very hard time doing so – for example, not knowing where the exit is. Thankfully enough, your memory has not failed you. You now stood before the door that led to your freedom, searching for the lock with your hand. Just as you were about to unlock the door, you felt a hot breath on your neck, a dark chuckle echoing through the quiet, dim house.

"Just what do you think you're doing, hm?" Taemin lovingly wrapped his arms around your waist from behind, putting his chin on your shoulder. "It was a good attempt. Close to a perfect one, in fact. Truly a shame you got caught, isn't it?"

You felt hot tears run down your cheeks as you desperately tried to wriggle out of his tight grasp, losing all hope in the span of a moment. "Don't cry, darling. It almost makes me feel bad for you." He hums. "What do you say we play a game, doll?"

"I don't want to play any games with you! Let me go!" You hissed, the male sighing out in annoyance as he harshly pushed you against the door you were just trying to escape through. And you would, if the male hadn't caught you.

"It's either that or you getting hurt right away. I'm not the type to wait until the morning to cause you pain, love." He snickered. "Besides, I think you'll like it — amuse me and I'll let you go."

Your eyes lit up at the male's offer. You didn't trust him one bit and it sounded too sketchy to be true. Extremely sketchy. But what other choice did you have? It was either that or a night full of hell; you were convinced that if you didn't agree to his stupid game he'd just get even more mad. Besides, at this point you cannot escape anyways, and with his offer, you might just have a chance to if he's not lying.

"Fine" You sighed. "Just let me go"

He smiled, fully satisfied with your answer. As he let you go, you dusted yourself off and turned to him, waiting for him to elaborate on the "game" you'd be playing.

"Well then – we'll be playing classic hide & seek. If I won't find you, you're free to leave; and if I do find you, I'll make sure that you can never escape again and you regret every single thing, love" He smirked cockily.

What Taemin loved most was hurting you. You knew that way too well by now and so did your body, covered by countless scars that he called "art". He thought your pain was beautiful – it allured him. "I'll be merciful. You have five minutes to hide and fifteen for me to search for you."

He showed you his stopwatch on his phone that showed five minutes before clicking it, making it start the countdown. You didn't have much time to think – when the male turned around, you noiselessly hurried upstairs all while trying not to trip into the dark, right into the dusty attic. In there, there was an old, rusty closet standing in the corner. Perfect for you to hide in, and so you did – doing your best to get comfortable in it. It smelled horribly but it was a pretty good hiding place. The attic didn't have any lights, so even if Taemin did open the closet, there was a small chance he wouldn't notice you in the dark – or at least you hoped so. Hope was all you had left now, after all.

After a while, you didn't know how much time had passed. Was Taemin already searching for you? Or is it nearly the end of the "game"? In a closet that almost smelled like it could come from medieval times it was extremely hard to tell the time. The vintage smell made your head hurt, which certainly didn't help in your situation.

Even more time had passed, Taemin not coming into the attic even once. Did the game end already? You weren't sure, so you didn't dare come out of your hiding place – if it did end, the male would probably announce it. Just as you were sure that you were safe in your hiding place, you heard familiar footsteps which made your heart skip a few beats. He was in the attic. You could only pray that he wouldn't think of opening the old, dusty closet or the time would end before he did.

"I wonder, just where could you be, my darling?" His singing voice made you tremble as you bit down on your nails, holding your breath and trying to stay as quiet as possible. Your heart was beating so loudly that you could almost bet the male heard it. You could hear his footsteps getting louder and louder, then all of a sudden come to an abrupt stop. You didn't dare breathe, curling into the corner of the closet that you desperately tried to disappear in. "Could you be.. there?"

The closet doors were opened, and despite your hopes, Taemin noticed you straight away, chuckling as he stopped the stopwatch on his phone. "14 minutes and 34 seconds. How unfortunate."

"What?!" You widen your eyes as they are filled with tears once again. Even in the dark, you could see the male's devilish smirk as clearly as ever.

"You lost" His voice almost sounded like he felt bad for you, but you knew well he didn't – he enjoyed this. This was nothing more than a stupid, silly game for him. He found your fear amusing. It was all for the sake of his entertainment. "Now, should I collect my reward?" He grabbed your chin, his face inches from yours.

"No!"

"Too bad. You don't have a say in it, my love." The male kissed you before knocking you out; the last thing you saw was his smiling face full of joy and obsession, and you could swear you heard him whisper a quick "I love you" before you fully blacked out.

The playtime was over. And so was your hope for freedom.

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[droopycoquette]

I Promise || Kai x Reader x Taemin

Summary: You get fired and your hybrid boyfriends don't realize how much your mental health has deteriorated

Warnings: octopus!hybrid!Taemin, wolf!hybrid!kai, fluff, slight angst, poly relationship, your boss is a dick, sexual assault, gore, yandere!kai, yandere!Taemin

Word count: 2465 words

A/n: The lack of Taemin ffs is appalling to me

|*|

You sat in your car as you cried. Tears continued to stream down your face as reality hit you. You were jobless and you could still feel your boss's grubby hands on you.

Two Hours Ago

"Y/n, I can tell you love this job," your boss commented.

"Yes sir, I do. Everyone is so nice and the clients are amazing," you answered.

"I'm glad," he smiled as he got up from his seat.

You felt yourself stiffen but you held your position in front of his desk. He made his way to the front of his desk and leaned against it, he stared at you for a little bit and you could feel yourself growing more uncomfortable by the second.

"Sir," you questioned.

He continued to move towards you and you stayed glued to your spot, not knowing what to do.

"Y/n, I like you very much. How much do you want this job though," he asked as he circled you.

Your eyes stayed fixed to the wall opposite to you, not wanting to give him any more power than he already had.

"This isn't appropriate," you stated as you moved away from him.

He grabbed your hips and led them to his groin.

"Who cares about appropriate," he smirked.

"I do," you said confidently as you shoved him away from you.

You made a beeline for the door.

"Y/n if you walk out that door you will be fired," he called.

You halted and gritted your teeth. Flashes of your beloved hybrids, Kai and Taemin, flowed through your mind. How would you provide for them if you didn't have a job?

You felt your boss creeping closer to you.

"I knew you would make the right choice," he grinned.

Before he could touch you again you bolted out the door. And just like that, you were out of a job.

Present

"Fuck," you cried.

You had held your tears as you drove but now that you were parked you let the tears flow. How could your boss do this to you? He seemed like such a good person.

After a good 15 minutes, you began to get yourself together. The last thing you wanted was your babies worrying about you. You waited an extra 10 minutes so your eyes could return to their normal color, you also sprayed a perfume that would mask your scent and the scent of your boss. Anything to make it seem like everything was alright.

"Okay," you said before clearing your throat.

You tried your voice a couple of times so it didn't seem like you had been crying.

"Let's do this," you sighed.

You left your box of office stuff in your car as to not arouse suspicion from them. You slowly made your way up the stairs to your apartment and you could feel the energy leaving your body. Every step was a fight and halfway through you seriously thought about just falling asleep on the stairs.

As you entered your apartment you could see Taemin and Kai in a cuddling session. As soon as you entered, Kai frowned when he couldn't smell you. Your scent was just not there.

"Y/n! You're back," Kai exclaimed anyway.

"Come join us, baby," Taemin added.

"I really want to but I'm tired. I'm going to take a shower and then go to bed. You guys can order pizza for dinner," you informed.

"And Tae," you started. Taemin gave his attention to you. "Do not even touch the stove."

"Yeah, the last time you practically burned down the entire complex," Kai laughed.

"Kai, this applies to you too," you sighed as you made your way to your room.

Kai pouted as Taemin cracked up. The sound of their laughter was dulled as you dropped all your stuff onto your bed. With a groan, you undressed and grabbed your stuff for a shower.

|*|

"Do you think something is wrong with Y/n," Kai asked Taemin as he cradled the octopus hybrid.

"I don't think so, why?"

"I don't know, something just feels off," Kai explained.

"She did seem tired. I'm sure with a good night's sleep she'll be fine," Taemin rationalized.

Kai nodded in agreement.

|*|

As you scrubbed away the grime and filth you thought about the coming months. You thought about how long it would take to secure another job and how many transitions were to come. You had to tell your boyfriends eventually but, you didn't know how. Then, there was the assault. You wanted to tell them badly but, again, you didn't know how to. Would they think less of you?

"Fuuuuck," you groaned.

You trudged back to your room with a towel wrapped around your body, you quickly put on some underwear and Kai's shirt before crawling under the covers of your bed. Tears began to fall again.

I thought my tear supply was depleted...guess not

Soon you found yourself drifting away.

|*|

"Kai," Taemin called.

"Wha-,"

"Shhh," Taemin chastised as he gestured him over.

Kai snuck up beside him and glanced at what he was pointing at. You. He immediately knew what Taemin was pointing at; you had tear streaks across your nose symbolizing that you had cried yourself to sleep.

Taemin's heart ached for you. He had played off your pain earlier and completely brushed off Kai's suggestion. Kai didn't feel any better than Taemin, he had sensed something off but ignored it. Both of them had been cuddling while you cried yourself to sleep, all alone, with no support.

"Fuck," Kai muttered under his breath.

"I feel so bad," Tae groaned. "We're the worst."

Any other time, Jongin would have made an argument about how he was better but right now he couldn't help but agree with his partner. They were the worst hybrids in existence and even worse boyfriends.

"How can we make it up to her," Kai asked in a hushed whisper.

"I don't know..."

|*|

You groaned and cracked your neck as you got up. Your eyes were almost glued together with eye boogers you had due to crying.

"Eww," you whined as you rubbed your eyes and got up.

"Babe," Taemin called as he peaked his head into your room.

"Hm," you hummed as you were still focused on un-gluing your eyes.

"How are you feeling," he asked as he came and wrapped his arms around you, placing his head on your yours.

"I'm okay," you answered. "Why?"

Taemin stayed silent but tightened his grip on you when he heard your answer.

Why is she pretending with me...Did I do something wrong, he thought.

"Tae," you called again.

"Yeah, no reason," he responded. "Kai, Y/n's up!"

You heard shuffling before Jongin finally appeared.

"Hey Jagi," he said softly.

You could sense their cautiousness but you didn't understand why.

"Guys, did you do something that I don't know about," you asked suspiciously.

"No, why," Kai answered confused.

"I don't know you both are being strange."

"No, we're not," Taemin gawked.

"Okay," you relented. "I'll start on breakfast."

"Actually," Kai interrupted. "We got breakfast."

Taemin moved as Jongin neared you.

"What are you doi-"

Kai bent down and picked you up, sending you into a state of panic.

"Wha-, what are you doing," you squealed, holding onto his neck.

"Just relax," Taemin giggled kissing your cheek.

Kai rounded the corner and entered the kitchen revealing pancakes, waffles, tea, coffee, with an assortment of cookies and candy.

"What's all this," you squealed, still holding onto Jongin's neck for dear life.

"It's your surprise and our apology," Taemin explained.

Jongin set you down on a clear part of the counter and stepped to the side of you, Taemin placed himself on his other side and the atmosphere became heavier.

"We're so sorry baby," Kai sighed.

"Yeah, whatever you felt, it was our responsibility to lift you up and make you happy again," Tae added.

How did they find out?!

Does that perfume not work

No, I've used it before it works, maybe it was my voice. I know my eyes weren't red so it couldn't have been that. What if they could smell me before I sprayed the stuff?! No, Jongin's good but he's not that good.

"Baby!"

"Yeah, sorry, what is this about?"

"You cried yourself to sleep last night," Taemin exclaimed. "Then had the nerve to lie to me about it. Lie to us! Did we do something to make you not trust us or something?"

"No, no," you exclaimed. "No, that's not it. I just-"

"You just what," Kai asked softly.

"I didn't want you guys to worry about me," you sighed, feeling guilt eat at you.

"So, it's okay to cry yourself to sleep," Taemin countered.

You stayed silent, knowing you were in the wrong.

"Why couldn't I smell you yesterday," Kai questioned a little more forcefully.

"I-," you paused knowing how angry Jongin was about to get. "I sprayed a perfume that gets rid of scents."

"You did what," Kai growled.

"I know I-"

"What happened," Kai interrupted. "Whatever must have happened had to have been bad if you sprayed that."

You dreaded what was about to come out of your mouth.

"I got fired," you sighed, stalling.

"What aren't you telling us," Taemin questioned.

"I-My boss-I," you stuttered before taking a deep breath. "My boss, he uh-"

"What did he do," Taemin growled.

Their grips on your thigh were tightening quickly. Tae's tentacles were beginning to reveal themselves and wrapped around your waist.

"He touched you didn't he? That's why you sprayed that shit on yourself," Kai snarled.

He began to rub himself onto you, not liking the idea of your boss's hands on you. Taemin's tentacle's tightened.

"Tae I can't breathe," you gasped.

"You were going to go on and not tell us," Taemin sneered, his tentacles unfurling.

"I was going to tell you, I promise. I just needed to process," you explained.

Kai and Taemin relaxed and realized that you were right. Kai continued to rub his cheek into your neck and Taemin's tentacles stayed around your waist and you had no doubt in your mind that you would find suction marks there later.

"We're so sorry that you had to go through that," Taemin sighed as he nuzzled into the other side of your neck.

"I'm gonna kill him," Kai growled.

Taemin smirked into your neck.

"No," you stated firmly.

Taemin's tentacles lifted you up and sat you on the floor.

"No matter how many times you do that, it will always freak me out. Warn me next time," you demanded.

"Yes ma'am," Taemin giggled.

"Now, donuts," you drooled as you skipped over to the table.

"Y/n."

You turned and faced Kai.

"Promise us that when something makes you feel bad or when someone hurts you, you'll come to us instead of hiding it," Kai demanded.

Taemin nodded and faced you.

"I promise."

"Good," Taemin smiled.

"I'm sorry for betraying your trust," you said as you looked down and fidgeted with the hem of Kai's shirt.

"We forgive you, just don't do it again," Kai demanded.

You nodded and walked towards Kai and Taemin to pull them into your embrace.

"I love you two," you sighed in contentment.

"I love you," they both responded kissing your head.

You kissed Taemin before moving to kiss Kai who lifted you up as your lips connected.

"Mr. Extra," Taemin muttered as he sat at the table.

"I think you need a kiss from me too," Kai smirked making his way towards Taemin.

"No," Taemin said stubbornly.

Jongin bent down to pick Taemin up.

"Kiss me," Jongin demanded.

"Okay okay," Taemin laughed before kissing him lightly.

You giggled as you watched them, falling into a state of contentment that you hadn't felt in a long time. You moved to the couch with a plate of waffles and whip cream and were followed closely by the two hybrids.

"Don't leave us," Taemin whined.

"I'm right here."

"Yes you are," Kai stated as he laid across both you and Taemin.

"And you're not going anywhere," Taemin added.

"Nope."

|*|

Blood splattered across the cement like paint and teeth hit the ground sounding as if a child had just spilled beads.

"Please, what do you want? Money," the man cried.

"Look at him Jongin. This is the man that touched our baby," Taemin laughed.

"Pathetic. Little. Bitch," Kai growled, kicking the man with each word.

Anger welled up in both of them as they watched the man trying to crawl away.

Taemin lifted the man's head by his hair, tilted his head as if he was interested then slammed his head down onto the pavement. Your boss's nose was broken on impact, the sound echoed through the abandoned warehouse.

"How many women have you touched like that and gotten away with it," Taemin asked, disgusted with the "man" before him.

Before the man could answer a crunch could be heard as Taemin bashed his head in once more. Blood glistened on your boss's forehead and oozed from his shattered nose. Drops hit the floor in deafening pitter-patters, bringing a smile to Jongin's face.

"I'm going to make sure that you never set eyes on Y/n again," Taemin sneered. "In fact, you won't leave this building alive."

"Hyung, leave some for me," Kai smiled.

"Of course, jagi," Taemin smirked. "Get up you cunt."

The man stumbled and stood as per Taemin's demand, clutching his abdomen and coughing blood but standing nonetheless.

"Run."

"W-what?"

"I said run," yelled Kai.

"I can't," your boss wheezed as he crumbled, his bruised legs and broken ribs finally taking a toll.

"Kai, we have to finish this up. Y/n will be wondering where we are," Taemin instructed.

"Fine," Kai muttered.

Kai stalked over to your boss and as he did, his nails grew making Taemin shake in anticipation.

"I wish I could drag this out, but our baby is at home and we can't leave her alone for long, unprotected from people like you," Kai growled.

"Please, don't I won't do it again," your boss begged.

"Oh shut up," Kai groaned.

His claws glided through the man's skin creating four jagged slits on his neck that gushed rivers of blood.

"You did such a good job baby," Taemin giggled, kissing the wolf hybrid and enveloping him in his tentacles.

"Thanks," Kai blushed as he kissed the octopus hybrid back. "Do you think that Y/n will be happy with us?"

"I think it's best if we don't tell her. It wouldn't be good if she felt guilty and having it weighing on her, lets keep this to ourselves."

"You're right," Kai sighed.

"I know," Taemin squealed as he slapped Kai's ass.

"You know what, Hyung," Kai started as he ran after Tae not caring about the body that they left behind.

After all, he touched what was theirs, why should they care?

|*|

A/N: Please leave me feedback <3

[mint-yooxgi]

Kinktober Day 30 - Yandere!Vampire Prince!Taemin + Marking & Blood

Anonymous Said: Hello! I have a SHINee Kinktober prompt for you: how about a royal yandere!vampire!Taemin with biting/marking and blood? Pretty please and thank you!

A/n: Well, since you asked so nicely hehehe though I can never say no to Taemin, let’s be real, and an opportunity to write him as a Vampire Prince? A yandere at that? Yes PLEASE!

Word Count: 980

Kinktober 2022 Mini Masterlist

You had been testing him. All day, it seemed. Whatever you could do to make him lose control. A fact which he always warned you about, but never actually did. You got tired of waiting, and you wanted to see everything he was capable of. Especially when it comes to you.

He knew what you were doing. That much was obvious. You, who tempted him in the most sinful of ways every day by merely living. Taemin always wanted you, and when he finally had you, he could not have been happier. Now, knowing that you want him, and to lose control at that, makes him go insane.

You are treading a very dangerous line, and you both know this. Only, Taemin doesn’t know how much longer he can hold himself back. Besides, he’s never seemed to have much control when it comes to you. After all, you are his, and nothing or no one is ever going to change that.

His teeth graze your neck almost teasingly as he nips at the skin. A pleased rumble builds in his chest as he feels you run your fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck, cooing sweet nothings into his ear as he rolls his hips into yours. Always, you fit him so well. So warm. So soft. All just for him.

Then, you do something that has his eyes flashing red. You tilt your head back, offering your neck fully to his exposed fangs with a pleading look in your eyes.

Taemin has warned you about a vampire feeding from a lover. Especially what it means during sex, and the significance behind it. Which is exactly why you offer yourself to him in this way right here, right now.

“Petal,” his voice rumbles out, nothing but a low growl on his lips, “you really want to see me lose control, don’t you?”

“I would love nothing more,” you smirk, your breath caressing the shell of his ear as you lean in, voice low, “My Prince.”

A snarl tears from his throat as his eyes bleed red once more. Immediately, he’s locking gazes with you, hips snapping into yours with a newfound vigour.

You’ve always wondered why Taemin never made you refer to him by his title. You’ve tried in the past, but he’s always cut you off before the words could escape your lips. You thought that maybe he hated being reminded of his status, but that couldn’t be further from the truth. Taemin absolutely revels in his title of being The Crown Vampire Prince. It’s just that hearing you call him as such would be too much for him to handle.

The person he loves and desires most calling him the one thing he cherishes being addressed as would send him right over the edge. Which is exactly what you’ve been betting on this whole time.

You’re just glad that you were right.

“You’ve really done it now, Petal,” he growls through ragged pants, his grip growing tighter on your body as he pulls you in closer. “Offering yourself to your Prince like that.”

“My Prince,” you repeat, nothing but a gasp on your lips. “Please, don’t stop.”

“Never,” he snarls, shifting his hips slightly so that his cock hits a new angle within you. Once he hears that telltale hitch in your breath he knows he’s found that special spot inside of you, making sure to hit it every time.

Again, you tilt your head back, begging him with your eyes to take what’s his.

He smiles, almost maniacally as his eyes darken.

“You offer yourself so freely to me, Petal,” he licks his lips, practically devouring you already. In the next moment, he’s brought his own wrist to his mouth, biting down on the skin there so that his blood drips onto the skin of your neck. “The only thing is, I hate feeding alone.”

The moment his wrist touches your lips, his are on the skin of your neck. You can feel him waiting, trembling as he holds himself back from sinking his fangs into your flesh before you’ve accepted his offer. If you are so willing to become his, then he will become yours. It’s only everything that he’s ever really wanted, anyways.

As soon as he feels your lips wrapping around his open wound, tongue tentatively darting out to lick at his bleeding wrist, he bites down. Immediately, your blood floods his senses, causing him to moan against your skin. Only, he’s not expecting you to echo the sound even louder than his own.

Your eyes roll into the back of your head as you taste his own blood on your tongue. A euphoric feeling of pure ecstasy flows through your body, filling your very core with pleasure as he floods your every sense. So much so, that your orgasm hits you suddenly, tearing a scream from your throat as you release your hold on his wrist.

The feeling of your tight, wet cunt spasming around him, combined with everything about this moment - the way you scream his name, your hands clawing at his back to pull him closer, your blood captivating his senses with everything you, and his own blood dripping down your lips - sends him right over the edge with you. Only, when he comes, he sinks his fangs right back into your neck deeper than before.

A growl tears from his throat as he feels your whole body shaking beneath him in ecstasy. His eyes, which have bled red again a long time ago, take in the sight of the newest mark on your neck as he pulls away. Carefully, he laves over the punctures with his tongue, a warmth flooding his chest as he licks the excess blood from his lips.

“You’re mine forever now, Darling.” Meeting your gaze, he smirks, “and now, nothing will change that.”

[mymoodwriting]

7k, yandere, mental asylum, anxiety, questions of sanity, voices in your head, headaches, manipulation, satanic cultists, rituals, temp play, hot candle wax, restraints, needles, drugs, bruises, sore throat, screaming, running, abuse, physical abuse, psychic abilities (@starillusion13)

“Do you remember me?”

You jolted awake, looking around your room only to discover you were alone. You were probably just hearing things, so you got up and did your morning stretches, getting ready for the day. Although it wasn’t that simple.

“Are you ignoring me?”

Whatever this voice was, it seemed to persist, and you refused to acknowledge it. You couldn’t go back down this rabbit hole, especially not now.

“You can’t just forget about me!”

“Shut up!”

You were halfway down the stairs when you shouted, really needing this to stop. Then you noticed your aunt at the foot of the stairs, looking up at you.

“Who are you talking to?”

“No one!”

“Huh?”

“I… I mean you… I thought you said something…”

“That’s no way to talk to your aunt.”

“Sorry…”

You offered an apologetic smile and rushed down, trying to hurry out the front door but your aunt grabbed your arm and held you back. You kept a smile on your face.

“Yes?”

“Are you hearing things again?”

“No. Of course not.”

“Hm… I’m taking you to the hospital.”

“NO!”

Your aunt’s grip on your arm got stronger and she dragged you out of the house. You fought her all the way but she still beat you in the end. Once you were at the hospital you had to calm down a bit, or else you’d only be helping her case.

“Aunt, I’m not crazy!” You pleaded. “I don’t hear voices in my head anymore!”

“That’s not what it looked like today.”

“Aunt!”

You dread stepping foot in that place, and were trying to fight back. Yet you began to feel this throbbing ache in your head. You groaned, your vision starting to fade.

“No, no, no, no, no…”

🖤

You whimpered as you began to regain consciousness, already fearing the worse situation. You didn’t want to open your eyes, but you knew you had to get up at some point. You sighed when you were greeted by a blank ceiling, glancing around the empty room to confirm your aunt had admitted you into the hospital. Your little scene just outside must have made it easy to convince the doctors, so now you had to get yourself out which was easier said than done. At least you weren’t restrained.

The door to your room was locked, so you banged your fist against it and called for someone. A nurse came over, but instead of listening to you they took you to speak with one of the doctors there. You didn’t want to talk to anyone, but you knew now that you had been admitted you’d have to go through the proper procedures in order to get out. Soon enough you found yourself waiting in a small office until the doctor showed up. They greeted you, acting like this was just a regular check up, but this was the last place you wanted to be.

“How are you today?”

“I’m fine. I’d really just like to go home.”

“I understand that, but it’s important-”

“I’m over the age of eighteen, a legal adult, I didn’t consent to being admitted. My aunt doesn’t have the right to lock me up here.”

“Miss y/n you collapsed outside the hospital, this is more of a follow up to that incident than anything else.”

“Well I’m fine. I don’t have a concussion or anything do I?”

“No.”

“See, I’m good. Can I leave now?”

“Physically, you may be alright, but what about mentally?”

“I’m fine as well.”

“Are you sure you don’t want to talk about it?”

“Talk about what?”

“I have looked in your file. You were quite upset when your imaginary friend stopped talking to you, which makes sense as you were just a child. Has something happened in your recent life to trigger a return of your friend?”

“…”

“It’s in your best interest to stay for a few days as we-”

“No. You have no grounds to keep me here.” You stood up. “I’m perfectly fine and don’t-”

You suddenly felt this throbbing ache in your head, finding yourself growing unsteady. You fell to your knees, holding your head, but it wasn’t helping. The doctor came around but their voice sounded muffled. Your vision was fading to black again and you tried to stay awake but ultimately passed out.

🖤

This time, as you regained your consciousness, there was no light, just darkness. Your eyes needed a moment to adjust, but it didn’t bring you comfort. The room seemed to have a different layout, and the world around you was far quieter. You were sitting up when the door suddenly opened and a few people walked in. Before you could ask anything, hands were on you dragging you out of bed and out of the room. You began screaming and demanding answers, but they didn’t listen. You had no idea where they were taking you, but when you entered this room with lit candles scattered around your heart sank.

There were others present, hiding their faces and figures with cloaks. You could see red lines on the floor, noting the candles were specifically placed. While struggling you suddenly felt a prick in your arm, seeing someone pull a needle out of you. Soon enough you began to feel weak, and you were laid out on the floor. Your head was swimming, your heart pounding in your ears from fear. You had no idea what was going on as the dark figures surrounded you and began speaking in a tongue you didn’t understand.

Next thing you knew you were screaming. Someone stood over you, pouring hot wax onto your neck and then trailing it down your chest. Even trying to get it off was difficult and it burned to do so. Nothing made sense around you, it all felt like some bad dream, and you so desperately wanted to wake up. Instead you could feel yourself drifting off, sinking into this void as the pain and darkness swallowed you whole. You feared this was the end of your existence, and you were powerless to do anything.

🖤

You gasped awake, only to immediately grab your throat and whimper from the pain. It was a sign that what you had experienced was very real and not just some vivid nightmare. Now that you were settling into your reality you looked around the room again. This definitely wasn’t the hospital your aunt had admitted you to. After a moment you carefully got up, stumbling your way over to the door. To your surprise it was unlocked, and you stepped out into a quiet hallway. You didn’t hear any sounds of life, but you weren’t alone.

“Welcome home.”

A hoarse scream escaped your lips when you heard the voice again. You grabbed your head, shaking it back and forth. This wasn’t real, none of this could be real. You started moving, slowly going faster and faster, wanting to escape whatever this was. Luckily you found a way out of the building, seeing nothing but trees and wilderness surrounding you. It didn’t make sense, but you just wanted to get away from this place, so you picked a direction and ran. As far as you knew there was nothing but wilderness, and then you came across an abandoned building. You could see the graffiti on the outside, finding it strangely familiar.

Against your better judgment you approached the building, stepping inside. It was empty, but as far as you could tell it hadn’t been abandoned for long, the graffiti wasn’t that faded. As you walked the halls you began to realize the familiarity of it. These symbols were like those you had seen last night, and it sent chills down your spine. You were starting to feel uneasy, your legs shaking and giving out. You collapsed to the floor, crawling back and wanting to get on your feet, but then that voice came back.

“Do you like it?”

You screamed despite the ache, grabbing your head. You wanted nothing more than to wake up from this nightmare, but it was starting to dawn on you this was all very real. The tears began falling, and you really just wanted to go home. You were in your own little despair that you didn’t feel someone else’s presence.

“Hello…”

You gasped, and looked over to see a young gentleman sitting at your side. He stared at you curiously, offering you a warm smile.

“Who… who are you…”

“Taemin, and you?”

“I… I…”

“You’re new here. I haven’t seen your face before. I’m surprised you found this place already.”

“What… what is… here… I’m not…”

“I know.”

“Huh?”

“I believe you. I’ve been here long enough to know what crazy looks like.” Taemin sighed and stared out the window. “It’s unfortunate that you’re here. They won’t help you.”

“What…?”

“Look around. The symbols all over the walls, the state of the main building and this place. The supposed asylum we’re at is run by a bunch of insane cultists worshiping Lucifer. They use their patients for rituals and other things.”

You reached up to grab your throat, images of that night flashing before your eyes. You couldn’t really deny that what had happened last night was a dream, not anymore. This was all real, and it terrified you.

“I need to escape…”

“You can’t.”

“I’ll find a way. I-”

“The perimeter of this asylum is lined with barbed wire fences, and there are cameras all along them as well. There’s no signal out here so you can’t make calls, not that you’d find a phone. No one is waiting for us.”

“Huh?”

“How do you think this place operates? They offer to take away the undesirables from society. Whoever your guardian is, they know you can’t reach them from here and won’t be their problem anymore. Whatever they pay, it’s worth it to get rid of us. That’s why this place is so worn down. All they do is feed us and keep us locked up like animals.”

You didn’t want to believe his words, but it all made too much sense. No way you’d be allowed out of hospital anytime soon after collapsing, twice, especially if your aunt had anything to say about it. She had to raise you ever since your parents passed away. When you were little and had your imaginary friend you knew she saw you as a burden, and that never went away. If she had the chance to send you somewhere else far from her where she’d never have to see you again, you didn’t doubt she’d take it. However much she was paying to keep you here would be worth it in her eyes. Perhaps on her end she thought you were getting some psychiatric care for the voices in your head, but it certainly didn’t matter either way.

“She finally did it… she threw me away…”

“In a strange sense…” Taemin leaned in close, brushing some hair out of your face. “You’re free now.”

“Free?”

“Like I said. They just feed us, the rest is up to us. Come with me.”

Taemin took your hand and pulled you to your feet, leading you out of the room. As you walked down the hall, hand in hand, he took you up a flight of stairs. You began to hear a commotion, to hear the sounds of life. There was laughter and happy chatter, and soon enough you saw other people roaming around. They had smiles on their face and seemed to be enjoying themselves, although you couldn’t understand why. Taemin took you up to the rooftop of the building, having you stand by the edge with him. 

All you could see were the tops of trees, but the fresh air was nice. You needed this, a moment to just breathe and process. While you stood there you found yourself realizing just how true Taemin’s words were. Here you felt free. No one had expectations of you, and there was no one you had to appease everyday. You glanced over at Taemin who had his eyes closed and head lifted up to the sun, basking in its warm light. He seemed quite content, even though he had apparently been here for a long time. Seeing him like this gave you a sense of peace. Even though you were scared for what your future held you felt that you’d be alright with him.

“Breakfast will be served in a bit. I’ll show you around before then.”

Taemin took your hand again and led you back down. You realized this build was three stories high and made of concrete. There were all types of miscellaneous items around, and all the people you came across greeted you with a smile on their face. Your throat still ached from the hot wax, and it wasn’t easy to talk, but you had so many questions, and you felt that you could trust Taemin to tell you the truth.

“What is this building?” You asked. “It’s not where I woke up…”

“This is where everyone would rather be, although our beds are elsewhere. You woke up in the main building, where our food is, where we sleep, and where the cameras are.”

“I see… where are the staff?”

“No idea. No one really cares though.”

“Hm.”

There were plenty of activities around to entertain yourself with, but it was all up to you. After getting more familiar with what Taemin called the hideout a loud bell began to sound. You looked around, wondering where the source was coming from.

“It’s just a recording that plays throughout the grounds. It just means breakfast is served.”

“Oh.”

“Let’s go.”

You followed Taemin, others also leaving the hideout and making their way. Everyone seemed to move together, and you could see that a trail had been made into the ground over time. When you got to the main building you were shown to the cafeteria, expecting to see staff, but there was no one. Trays were laid out on a table with classic breakfast foods but that was it.

“Where is… everyone?”

“This is it. They just leave food out for us, and we eat what we want until it’s gone.”

“And you all just… follow the honor system?”

“We’ve known each other for a while now, and we’re all we’ve got. There’s no reason to start a commotion. Besides, if anything gets out of hand then someone will show up and that’s the last thing any of us want.”

“Noted.”

“Since it’s your first time you should get first pick.”

“Wait-”

Taemin took you to the front of the line, and to your surprise everyone let you do so. You felt a bit guilty about it, but no one seemed upset, and Taemin was very encouraging. You got a modest amount of food, not really that hungry, and not entirely trusting the food, but no one else seemed to have an issue with it. You sat with Taemin, and a few others joined you as well, introducing themselves. The atmosphere over breakfast further helped to put you at ease. This may not be a place you willingly came to but you were glad to know everyone was nice. At least the other patients were, and you didn’t really want to know about the staff.

Taemin took you under his wing as he showed you how things worked there. It really seemed like this place was more of a summer camp for adults. All the other patients were around your age, and everyone welcomed you with open arms. Even though you had woken up in a room by yourself, everyone actually slept together in what seemed like a dorm with bunk beds. There were still plenty open and so you could pick one for yourself. The days were yours to do as you pleased with, and you had to admit it was quite enjoyable. It was rather easy to forget why you were here. Taemin made sure you had a smile on your face every morning, always staying by your side as you discovered more and more about this place. 

When he took you to the waterfall you were left speechless. You had never seen one in real life before, and stepping into the water almost felt like a dream. Taemin joined you in the water, the two of you starting a bit of a splash fight before you retreated behind the waterfall. The sounds of the water running, and the coolness of this little pocket, it was very soothing. You were soon joined by Taemin, the two of you hiding and resting for a moment. This whole place was feeling more and more like a vacation, and the people around you were like friends. 

The pillow fight you had one morning gave you the chance to experience something you never did, and it was wonderful. You were laughing and smiling like never before as all the feathers fell around you. Then you saw Taemin off to the side watching you with a gentle smile on his face. You came over to him and pulled him into the chaos, wanting to share in such a moment, to make this memory together. Everything you were living here was like a dream come true but that fantasy would soon come crashing down. One night you were woken up by a strange noise, looking around to see it was still dark out, yet some beds were empty.

“Taemin…”

You had chosen a bottom bunk, so you could easily get out of bed without waking anyone else. Once you were up you noticed Taemin wasn’t in bed, and heard some noise coming from out in the hall. You carefully peeked your head out, but there was nothing. Yet the noise persisted, so you decided to investigate. When you turned the corner you could see a figure down the hall stumbling around, and go into another room. You slowly approached, coming to what you thought was the laundry room, seeing someone curled up on the floor. For a moment everything seemed okay, and then they yelled and grabbed their head before turning back to face you. Their sudden actions startled you and you collapsed to the floor with a yelp.

“Tae… Taemin… are you okay…”

“I should ask you…”

Taemin took a deep breath and then crawled over to you. As he got closer you could see this pain behind his eyes, something you hadn’t seen before. He offered you a soft smile and took your hand.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you.”

“What… what happened?”

“Remember how I told you the staff here were cultists…”

“Yeah.”

“I’m not sure what type of rituals they’re performing… but it’s doing something…”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t know… I get these dizzy spells, we all do… and this headache… I can’t really describe it…”

“Is there anything I can do?”

“I don’t think so. It’s only been getting worse.”

“What are they doing all this for?”

“No idea… they believe their loyalty will be rewarded… so they continue to do all this…”

“Taemin, we have to escape. We need the world to know what they’re doing here and-”

“You ungrateful little girl!”

You yelled and grabbed your head, hearing that voice booming in your mind once again. Taemin looked at you with concern, grabbing your arms.

“Y/n, what’s wrong?”

“This is your home now! Don’t even think about leaving, I won’t let you!”

“Stop… just stop…”

“Y/n, what are you talking about? I’m not doing anything.”

“You can’t leave!”

“Shut up!”

“Y/n… who are you talking to?”

“… no one… it’s nothing…”

“Do you… do you hear a voice in your head?” You could only nod. “You hear him…”

“Him?”

“Lucifer.”

You shook your head violently and screamed. There was no way this voice in your head was the devil, it was just your imagination. Taemin pulled you into his arms, giving you the chance to let the tears flow.

“I’m sorry…”

“No… no it’s not the devil… it’s just my imagination…”

“Is that what you want to believe?”

“Shut up!”

“Take a deep breath, okay? Just deep breaths and focus on my voice, everything’s going to be alright.”

Taemin kept saying reassuring things, holding you close until things began to feel better for you. The voice seemed to quiet down for the moment, but you were still terrified over the implications.

“What’s happening to me…”

“It’s not your fault… they must have already done some rituals with you…”

“When… when I first got here… there was chanting… and they poured hot wax on my throat…”

“Of course… you were brought here because you hear voices.”

“How… how do you know that?”

“We all know why each of us are here… no point in keeping it a secret.”

“Right… but I’m not hearing the devil…”

“They thought you could be the connection they were looking for.”

“No, no I’m not-”

“Sh, it’s okay. As long as we keep this a secret, everything will be fine.”

“And what if they find out?”

“They won’t.”

“Taemin…”

“I… well then maybe we can use this to our advantage…”

“How?”

“I’m not sure… I’ll think of something, but no one can find out that you’re hearing things.”

“Okay…”

“Y/n, look at me. Everything’s going to be fine. We’ll be free in the end. Do you trust me?”

“I do.”

🖤

You stuck close to Taemin, it seemed that the voice didn’t bother you if he was around. Although now you were paranoid. Always looking over your shoulder and worried someone might discover your secret and tell the staff. Taemin was well aware of this, and did his best to distract you, but something changed about him that night too. He got quiet, and you rarely saw his smile anymore, but he was still Taemin. Even if he hadn’t told you, it would have been obvious he had been there the longest given the fact everyone listens to him. Still, in the back of your mind you knew something was wrong. 

One morning you had been sleeping in when you began to feel this warmth traveling up your body. It didn’t concern you, but it was enough to stir you from your slumber. As you opened your eyes you saw a blurry figure on top of you, starting to register that the warmth was their hands slowly wrapping around your throat. Now you were alert, moving to get this person off of you only for them to grab your hands and pin them to your sides. You struggled for a bit before realizing who it was, although it only eased your concerns for a bit. Taemin stared down at you curiously, and you felt a bit nervous.

“Taemin… are you okay…”

“Good morning.”

“Morning… what are you doing?”

Taemin didn’t say anything before screaming and grabbing his head, falling off the bed. You quickly got up, grabbing his head and hoping he didn’t hurt himself. He continued to yell and squirm for a bit before seeming to regain his senses.

“Taemin…”

“I’m fine… I’m fine… sorry…”

“What happened?”

“I don’t know… are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m okay.”

“Sorry…”

“Taemin, we can’t stay like this. It looks like it’s only getting worse for you. We need to get you help, we need to get away from this place.”

“It’s not that easy.”

“But we have to try.”

Taemin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, remaining in his arms. He wanted this moment to last, to never leave it, but there were still things to do before he could have what he wanted. He had an idea, but he wasn’t sure how you’d take it.

“Y/n.”

“Hm?”

“What if we told the truth.”

“What? You mean about me?”

“Yes.”

“I thought… but if they know…”

“We can take control.”

“Huh?”

“You’re the connection between them, and what they’ve been worshiping. They’ll listen to what you say, you’re basically their prophet.”

“But… but how does this work for us?”

“Once you gain their trust, you can tell them anything you want, and they’ll do it.”

“Yeah, but they won’t just let me leave… not any of us.”

“Which is why we don’t ask, but work it in. Everyone here wants freedom, so they’ll be on our side.”

“I like this idea.”

“Shut up.”

“We can both be free this way.”

“And you’ll leave me alone?”

“That seems to be the outcome.”

“And how do I know I can trust you?”

“You think you’re the only person I can speak to?” A sinister chuckle filled your head. “I can tell others about you, expose you and work against you in this plan if I so desire. How do you think you got here?”

“What does that mean? What did you do!”

“Not much honestly. A simple whisper here and there, a name, a location, a reason. You’ve heard my voice before, so it makes you the perfect candidate.”

“Before… you mean… when I was little… it was you…”

“Yes. It’s always been me, and my power has only grown now that I’m here. So I suggest you cooperate before I make you.”

“What’s he saying?” Taemin questioned. “Will he help us?”

“I…”

“I’m in control here, so don’t try anything funny.”

“Y/n?”

“I… I don’t think he’ll help… but he won’t work against us…”

“Okay, that’s good.”

“How? What’s your plan here?”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.”

“Then just follow my lead.”

Taemin didn’t share his plan right away, wanting to move past the morning first and for both of you to be in a better headspace. After eating you went to the waterfall, enjoying the fresh air and the sounds of the water.

“Y/n.”

“Hm?”

“If we do this… we have to go all in, no hesitation.”

“… what’s your plan?”

“I need you to understand this won’t be easy, and you might not like it.”

“Are you sure it’ll work?”

“Yes.”

“Okay. Whatever it is, I’ll do it.”

“Promise?”

“Yes. I promise.”

It wasn’t until you heard the plan did you understand Taemin’s concern. His idea wasn’t pretty, nor was it kind. He wanted you to gain the trust of the director, and convince him to perform a specific ritual. This would be the ultimate test of their loyalties where they would sacrifice their own lives in order to summon their master, and they would be rewarded with their own resurrection. Like you had promised, you’d go through with the plan, and if this was it, then you needed to swallow your fears and commit. Your only real question now was how you would get an audience with the director, but Taemin already had an answer for that.

Since there were cameras along the perimeter, that’s where you would go to draw attention. It sounded a bit dangerous, but Taemin assured you that everything would be okay. You went over the plan a few times before putting it into motion. Taemin pointed you in the right direction, and left you alone so you wouldn’t feel embarrassed. You took a deep breath and worked yourself up, needing to be under stress for this to work. As you walked you began to get into the headspace, eventually deciding to run. You kept moving until you came to the fence, crashing against it and screaming. You made a few failed attempts to climb it, and ultimately collapsed to the floor hugging your knees.

At this point the tears were real. You were so caught up in your head, so afraid of what would happen if this didn’t work that you didn’t realize you weren’t alone for long. You felt something poke you and looked up to see three people dressed in white surrounding you, each holding what you assumed to be a stun baton. The fear was real, but you had to continue with the plan. After a moment of silence you sprung to life and started crawling over to one of the figures, begging for help because the voices wouldn’t stop. You honestly thought you would have been hit, but you never were. Instead you made it to hug one of their legs, crying and begging to make it stop.

“Who are you speaking to?”

You looked over to see a fourth person, and his features matched what Taemin had told you, this person was the director. He squatted down to meet you at eye level, a reassuring smile on his face. You found it disgusting, but you couldn’t blow this.

“His name is Andre Stevenson. A loyal worshiper of the devil since he was sixteen, never been married. Speak to him like a child, it’ll boost his ego.”

“Can… can you help me… please, Mr. Stevenson…”

“What did you call me?”

“Your name… Andre Stevenson… he says you’re a good friend… and that you can help me…”

“Who said that?”

“Him… he’s in my head… please help me… he wants out, I want him out…”

“He wants out?”

“Yes… he says you met when you were sixteen… and should get a present for being so good…”

“I like the sound of that.”

“Can… can you make him go away…”

“That depends. What can I do?”

“He says… he says he wants… he wants to meet you…”

“Does he? And how would we do that?”

“He… he says there’s a way…”

“Go on.”

This was the part that got you nervous. The director wasn’t a stranger to rituals, but one that involved taking his own life, you weren’t sure how he’d take it. Although before you could speak the plan the voice in your head began feeding you line. You couldn’t disobey, and repeated what he said. This new ritual seemed far more real, and far more dangerous. The director listened, seeming to understand and see that you weren’t making things up.

“Well then, I suppose we should get started.” The director said. “Go back to your room now, everything is going to be okay.”

Despite your condition, they only seemed to care about what you had told them. Others pried you off the person you had been holding on to, throwing you to the ground. They all walked off and you soon found yourself alone again. You were relieved to see that the plan worked, or at least it seemed that way for now. You slowly got on your feet, making your way back to the main building. Along the way you found Taemin.

“How did it go?”

“It worked… although things did change.”

“What do you mean?”

“The voice… I think it told me a real ritual… I had to repeat it…”

“Are you okay?”

“I don’t know… if they actually summon the devil… I don’t know what will happen…”

“One problem at a time.”

To ease your mind Taemin took you to your favorite spot, the waterfall. You partially wanted to clean yourself off from interacting with the staff, deciding to get in the water. Taemin joined you after a while, and the two of you went over to your little spot behind the waterfall, helping you relax all the more.

“Taemin.”

“Hm?”

“If this works, what are you gonna do?”

“Uh… I’m not sure. I can’t really go home. There’s no guarantee I won’t get sent somewhere else. What about you?”

“I think I’m in the same boat. I don’t really have a home to go back to.”

“You can stay with me, and be my queen. I can give you everything.”

“No.”

“Y/n, focus on me.”

“I’m fine.” You assured. “I’m not listening to the voice in my head.”

“That must be hard since you’ve heard it before when you were a child. What was it like?”

“Honestly… it was kinda nice. I had a friend I could always talk to, so I wasn’t alone.”

“And the voice went away eventually, right?”

“It was so sudden, and it made no sense. Everyone just told me I was growing up, but I knew something was wrong. I guess it finally makes sense now. I wasn’t imagining things, and they really just disappeared. I missed them… I shouldn’t.” You sighed. “What about you? I don’t know why you’re here, yet you say you’ve been here the longest. That is if you want to share.”

“It’s alright. I’d honestly say our stories are similar.”

“Are they?”

“I spoke to someone who wasn’t there too, and it drove my parents nuts. They tried therapy but I still had my friend, and I didn’t want to let go. Eventually they got tired of me and sent me away. I bounced around a few places and then wound up here. Whatever they’ve been doing, it has some effect. I’ve begun to hear more voices in my head ever since I got here.”

“It’s strange… making friends with someone who’s not really there with you… you have good memories, yet you feel so alone too…”

“You don’t have to be alone anymore, or ever again.”

“Thanks, Taemin.”

As it was getting late you got out of the water and made your way back, going to this small fenced off area. You weren’t sure what it used to be but you could see others there as well. Some fires were going, but everyone was enjoying themselves. Music was being played by makeshift instruments, and you quite liked the vibe. Taemin pulled you close to dance as the sun set, bringing a smile to your face. You had to admit, things were better with him around.

“Taemin.”

“Yeah?”

“I’m really glad I met you.”

“Me too.” Taemin smiled. “After tonight, we can all breathe easy.”

Everything seemed to be going well, and then you suddenly heard yelling. What you could only describe as staff members arrived and ambushed everyone. Some tried to run but they’d wind up caught and sedated. Taemin took your hand, snapping you out of your frozen state and pulling you along. There wasn’t really anywhere to go, so you were both caught and sedated as well. Your fear from before came back, crashing down on you as darkness swallowed you whole.

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As you began to open your eyes again your senses were returning to you. Things were still blurry, but when you tried to move you realized you were restrained. You were laid back and tied down to some type of table. You tried to free yourself, but you were still out of it from the drugs. You did hear a bit of a commotion, managing to look around and see Taemin struggling with some of the staff members. You tried to speak, but that only got the attention of someone else. A hand came down to pull your head back and to the side.

“… stop… whatever…”

“Sh, save your strength for tonight.”

You felt a pinch on your neck and drifted off again, uncertain if Taemin would be alright, or if you would be. When you woke up later you found yourself laying on the cold hard ground. As you opened your eyes you could see that you were surrounded by darkness, the only light coming from the candles that were around. Your hands were tied behind your back, and your legs tied together. You managed to get up on your knees, looking around and realizing you were at the center of a pentagram again. You began to notice the cloaked figures as well, and they all seemed to have someone on their knees before them, the other patients.

“You’re finally awake.”

You looked up to see the director standing in front of you, Taemin on his knees with a knife to his throat. You yelled and tried to move closer but the director only pressed the blade further against Taemin’s neck. You feared he’d draw blood so you stopped.

“What are you doing? This isn’t how the ritual is supposed to go!”

“The ritual requires a sacrifice, many, and I don’t see why it has to be and my followers when we have plenty of lambs.”

“That’s not how it works!”

“A sacrifice is a sacrifice.”

“This is a test of loyalty! And you dare question-”

“Has he said anything? Is he unhappy? Everything seems to be working, so let us proceed.”

“Do not be afraid.”

The director raised his blade, as did others, but then Taemin started laughing. It filled the air, creating a sense of uneasiness. Everyone seemed to freeze, not sure what was going on.

“Apologies…” Taemin chuckled. “It wasn’t supposed to go like this, but I couldn’t get everyone’s loyalties.”

For a moment the world was still, and then everything came to life. No one else besides you had been restrained, the others held down by the threat of the knife, but now that was gone. They sprung up and attacked those that were in cloaks, taking their weapons and using them against them. You heard screaming and immediately shut your eyes, not wanting to witness anything yourself. It was all happening so fast that the only thing you were aware of was your racing heartbeat. Then slowly you realized it had gone quiet. You carefully peeked your eyes opening, seeing the candles were out and there was only darkness. 

“It’s over now.”

You heard footsteps approaching, making you tremble. When you felt a hand on your shoulder you jumped, but you were held still. Someone reached down to undo your restraints, freeing your hands and legs.

“You don’t have to be scared anymore.”

Whoever helped you walked around and stood before you, holding their hand out. You couldn’t make out their face in the darkness, and then the lights came on. You needed a moment to adjust, and then you saw Taemin.

“… Taemin… I don’t understand…”

“You’re safe now.”

Your eyes went wide as you finally put it together. Hearing the voice and seeing his face, it clicked. Although you weren’t sure you wanted to believe it.

“… you… it’s you… has it always…”

“You’re far more beautiful than I could have imagined.”

“… how… I don’t… how?”

“I’ve always been special. I could hear everyone else, and I could speak to others in their head too. Of course it drove my parents mad and they threw me away. Eventually I wound up here. No outside contact, no way of escape. These people were crazy, and I wasn’t going to reveal myself to them. As you can imagine I was very uncooperative too.” Taemin knelt down to meet your eyes. “Yet that wouldn’t stop these people from performing their rituals on me. I’m not sure what their goal was, but it did something. It made my power stronger, and made me realize I could use it to my advantage. Of course by then I knew none of these cultists would listen to me, nor would they listen to the others, so I needed someone new.”

“… you mean me…”

“Yes. My power had grown stronger, I could reach someone further away, and after some time I found you again.”

“You made me look crazy!”

“I know you’re not, but I also know no one else would believe you. A few whispers here and there to push our dear director in the right direction to bring you here. An average girl like you hearing voices isn’t normal, so it certainly gave him incentive.”

“So this whole time… you’ve been running things here…”

“The number of patients is greater than the staff, and they are easy to get in line. Everyone wants to believe in a higher power after all.”

“You mean… all of this… you’ve had it planned from the start… what they did to me when I came here…”

“I had to make sure you wouldn’t so easily speak to others until I met you, and also plant the idea that you could speak to their dear master.”

“You’re crazy!”

“I set you free.” Taemin stated. “I got you away from your poor excuse of a guardian, from the institution that would actually drive you insane, and now you’re here with me. You’re free.”

“Am I?”

“We can make our own future now.” Taemin leaned in close, whispering into your ear. “You have a gift of your own, and I would like to see it bloom.”

Taemin took your hand and helped you to your feet, leading you outside. You were still in your own head, processing everything that had just happened, and what Taemin had revealed to you. It was still dark out, the moonlight shining down, and the sky full of stars. Besides the moon there was still the light from the burning fires, and the others were dancing around and smiling like before, as if nothing had happened.

“You don’t have to be alone anymore.”

You looked over at Taemin, seeing that beautiful smile on his face again. He could just make all your worries wash away with that look, and you were really considering just letting him. Despite how things have turned out, you couldn’t just forget all the good times you had experienced here.

“Have you ever seen the sunrise?”

“… no…”

“It’s beautiful, you’ll love it.”

Taemin kept walking, and soon enough you slipped out of his hand. He immediately stopped and looked back at you. He didn’t say anything, didn’t need to, and held his hand out to you again, gesturing for you to take it. Nobody really knew you were here, nobody cared, and no one would probably ever know what happened here either. It’s like you disappeared from the world when you came here, leaving behind any expectations and responsibilities you had. In a sense you were free, and the road before you was to be whatever you wanted it to be. So you took a breath, followed by a step forward, taking Taemin’s hand. He was content with your choice and the two of you walked side by side now on the same road as free spirits. The future was in your own hands, and you would face it all together.

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yandere shinee types

ONEW

-CLINGY- They are rarely found away from the object of their affection. They are usually more childish and relaxed than other yanderes as they have trust in their darling. This trust usually derives from a close platonic or romantic relationship. However, they do not have trust in others and this can lead to intense jealousy; especially if they feel as if someone is attempting to replace them. It is usually jealousy and insecurity that leads these yanderes to break.

TYPES: kanchigai gata - shuuchaku gata - sutookaa gata

wrong idea - obsessive - stalker

insecure

stalks you 24/7

likes to buy your perfume and spray it on you

has a dedicated time to write poems of you

thinks of you every day

wouldn't harm a fly though

would get jealous though

not likely to go completely insane but will kidnap you

would NEVER hurt you

would feel a little guilty about the things hes doing but its just because he loves you so much

justifies his morally wrong actions

likes to sneak in your apartment and stay under your bed for a few days

CHOI MINHO

-POSSESSIVE- Yanderes with possessive behavior usually wish to own their love interest. They tend to treat them as if they are an adored pet or a porcelain doll that they keep tucked under their thumb. Possessive yanderes cannot fathom the idea of another touching or looking at the object of their affection. If they feel as if they are losing their grip on their love interest they could go as far as using force to prevent them from leaving anywhere they deem safe.

TYPES: dokusen gata - haijo gata

monopoly - removal

gets jealous very easily

likes to through your phone to see who youre talking to

might kill people might not

very smart about his actions and the threat he makes

if he wants to he will fake your death just so he can have you to himself

acts all innocent but hes a monster

might just kill every person you mention for fun and then would show their dead bodies to you

would be the type the manipulate and gaslight

very possessive

he thinks he has ownership over you like a dog

KEY

-MANIPULATIVE- Yanderes with manipulative behavior desire control over the person of their affection. Their love interest may already love them, or that is what they make them believe, before the revelation of their dangerous tendencies. These are the type to place their love interest in dangerous or unethical situations to play savior and push them closer to dependency. It is important to note the push and pull method where they will test the object of their affections interest by making them jealous or concerned. They are not satisfied until they believe their love interest is equally infatuated with them.

TYPES: sutookaa gata - sokubaku gata - choukyou gata - koritsu yuudou gata

stalker - restraining-training - loneliness induction

has a wardrobe full of clothing for you

likes to daydream about you

all the time

would get closer and closer to you before diving in

likes to gain your trust before the kidnapping

likes to dress you up like a doll

would most likely give threats to people behind your back

might kill someone if nessiccary

loves the color red on you

likes to have hands-on you 24/7

has authority over you in a relationship

loves to baby you too

likes to pictures of you when hes stalking

LEE TAEMIN

-POSSESSIVE- Yanderes with possessive behavior usually wish to own their love interest. They tend to treat them as if they are an adored pet or a porcelain doll that they keep tucked under their thumb. Possessive yanderes cannot fathom the idea of another touching or looking at the object of their affection. If they feel as if they are losing their grip on their love interest they could go as far as using force to prevent them from leaving anywhere they deem safe.

TYPES: kanchigai gata - shuuchaku gata - dokusen gata - mousou gata - kyouki gata

wrong idea - obsessive - monopoly - delusional - bizarre seeking

very jealous type

would go on a killing spree to get rid of every one

would kill your parents too

knows every little thing about you

has a room full of things you might wear or like

is into everything youre into

delusional as well

thinks of himself as your boyfriend even though you dont know him

hears what he wants to hear

can have a spilt personality type

dark and sadistic or gleeful and delusional, can switch in an instant

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The First Lesson’s Free

Taemin x GN!Reader

Word Count - 1.5k

Genre - Yandere

Summary -

It’s a night out with your friends, tonight just so happens to be salsa night at the dance studio and the instructor is alluring and you don’t have a partner. Lost in the music you miss the obvious signs that something is amiss.

Request - 

From this request.

Warnings -

18+ and PLEASE heed these warnings: sexual content / smut, obsessive behaviour

A/N - 

Note - Respect yourself enough to want better in life - it’s just a fantasy :)

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Friday is your favourite day of the week. Every Friday you and your friends go out with the intention to find something new, to create, to view, to experience. Tonight is salsa night at that little studio in the middle of town, the one that called out to you as you passed on your way home from work. 

Walking up you realize it's the first time you have been this close, usually just noticing the large bright windows surrounded by classic blue and shimmering gold trims on your drive home. It’s the first time you’re close enough to notice the vines crawling up the back exterior seemingly out of place yet also completely at home, the clash of green and blue - elegance and nature. 

The vibe isn’t right, it's almost too perfect and you want to turn back but the others are already making their way inside, excited for tonight's festivities, their voices starting to fade as the door closes. It’s just a salsa lesson. What could possibly go wrong? 

Walking into the studio the mood is set with the red accent wall and tanned wood floor. Mirrors cover every other surface, even the ceiling. The dim light is bright enough to illuminate the crowd but dark enough to lose your inhibitions. It’s the implication. It’s the space between that reaches out, daring you to explore. The smell of fruit and spice reach out and dance upon your skin, inviting you further in. 

Waving the phone with your proof of payment at the front desk, the small woman with dark curls and red roses in her hair smiles and motions for you to join the others. 

Walking over to your friends you realize they are all partnered up. Huh. Shuffling on the spot, looking up and down the rigid line they’ve made with strangers, you realise you're the odd person out. You were literally right behind them. How did this even happen? 

“Looks like we have one more." The smooth voice comes from the front of the room, probably the instructor. You nod towards him, keeping your eyes lowered before shooting a glare over at your friends. “Don’t worry, you can partner with me.” 

Just what you need. To be on display. To be the guinea pig for the night, trying to figure out the moves to show to the others. Trying not to look like a complete ass. 

Thinking of the night ahead with dread, you had watched a few YouTube tutorials the night before, trying to follow along. This is a beginner class so hopefully the video you watched will cover what your instructor goes over now. 

Speaking of the instructor, he has his hand on your forearm, guiding you to the front. You didn’t have a chance to look at him before so you sneak a peek and inhale sharply. What is this? Grayish-blue hair. Chiseled jaw. Flush lips. Toned arms in a sleeveless black shirt. And so smooth. He’s marble, he’s satin. 

And the smell you thought was the scent of the room is coming from him. The irresistible aroma is unforgiving, unforgettable. He smells like ginger, seduction, and a tint of leather. It combines to beguile the senses, leaving you in a haze of lust. Is this a part of the salsa lesson? 

“Let’s run through the steps alone first. We’re going to start with our left leg,” his voice is warm, confident and alluring. Each syllable is more enticing than the last. “Step forward with your left leg, transfer your weight, step back on your right leg and collect. Then the same thing with your right leg. Back on the right, forward left and collect.”

He moves as he says the words, repeating the graceful motions a few times before having the class try themselves. The basic step -and it is a basic step- was the first thing you learned last night, yet you can’t seem to get it right. 

“One, two, three. Five, six, seven. And again.” He’s staring at you and he is just as dazzling head-on. This intense stare is burning into your flesh and is it hot in here or is it just you? Looking around the room everyone else seems to be getting the steps pretty quickly. “Again. One, two, three. Five, six, seven.” 

He’s behind you, his hands on your hips, whispering something in your ear. You can’t hear him over the pounding of your heart now throbbing obtrusively in your ears. 

The words aren’t important. The meaning is simple: Follow me. 

He’s guiding you now. Slowly. His hands lingering, melting through your clothes, leaving trails of fire everywhere he touches. 

But you’re doing it. Your hips move and you remember the steps. You feel empowered. You feel sensuous. The others are noticing, you can tell by the quirk of a brow from one of your friends. You ignore them, letting yourself sink deep into the ambience of the room, falling into the intoxicated scent that fills your mind. He’s every way you turn. On each surface his image follows. 

“Now turn and face your partner,” he says the words loud enough for the others to hear, but it still feels intimate, as if it’s for you alone. He pulls back so you can turn, a small smile pulling at the corner of his mouth as his fingers trace down your arms before dropping to his sides. “Line A will start with your right leg and step back while line B will start with their left leg and step forward.”

You look down at your feet, you’re not sure which one you are meant to be since you’re not in line with the others. He points at your right leg while pushing his left forward towards you, leading you back. It’s a simple step. The same step, except this time you need to be in flow with your partner. 

“Perfect. This time hold your partner's hands.” He cups his hands inside your own, cradling them inside his protective grip. “Come on. Don’t be shy. Keep the tension in your hands but stay loose. Don’t worry about leading right now. We are still just getting used to the step.”

He embodies honey and you want a taste. Biting your lip, you try to concentrate on the dance. He moves you back and forth, his hips swaying in time to the soft music. His delicious scent circles you. His eyes follow the flicker of your gaze from mirror to mirror, knowing almost before you where your line of sight will land. 

“A little faster now.” 

The air-con isn’t strong enough for the volcanic force that ripples between you. His eyes capture yours, refusing to let you think of anything other than the flawless man in front of you. His grip on your hands is the only thing stopping you from covering your face. You want to look away but you can’t. There is nowhere to hide here, and why would you want to? He is everything you need. Your darkest desire. Your naughtiest wish. 

“A little faster.” 

Moving in time with the music, you feel your bodies becoming one. One movement. One breath. One heartbeat. 

“Now that we got that. Let’s add a turn.” 

After the dance lesson is over you avoid your instructor. The folly of the moment leaving you in utter embarrassment. It’s late so you call it a night, deciding not to go out to eat with the others. They grumble a little but understand. You need your beauty sleep to avoid being a raging bitch in the morning. 

The parking lot starts to empty out as you search through your bag, the lights of the studio darkening to black. Looking inside the car you confirm that your keys are not in the ignition. They have to be here. You turn the small bag inside out on the hood of your car. Nothing. 

Turning back to the studio you press your face up against the cool glass and peer inside. It looks empty. Did he leave already? You tap once, twice, three times and then you see him sitting in the dark. He’s staring at you. A shiver. It’s probably from the wind. 

“I’m sorry, but I think I left my keys inside,” you shout, pointing over your shoulder at the car. “They aren’t in my bag. Can I come in and check?”

He ambles over to the door and pushes it open. It wasn’t locked. Walking inside, you thank him, telling him again that you can’t find your keys. You walk to where you had left your bag, pulling out your phone to use as a flashlight. They’re not here. 

“I can drive you home if you need.” 

It’s not a question. 

“Or you could stay a little longer.” 

He’s behind you. 

“We could dance some more.” 

Ginger and leather. 

“You were really sexy tonight.” 

Your heart picks up. 

“I like watching you move.” 

Your genitals throb. 

“Do you like it too?” 

That voice. 

“The way your body bends to my commands.” 

His hand tangled in your hair. 

“Will you dance for me?” 

His lips brushing against your neck. 

“Just for me.” 

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a life with you — lee taemin

➳ published: 25.12.19 ➳ royal!au || yandere!au || genre: fluff || angst || smut || rated: m ➳ pairing: lee taemin x reader ➳ summary: What would Taemin do to make sure that he’s the only man for you? How would he react when he finds out his best friend is meant to marry you - even though you are already his? ➳ word count: 4.3k ➳ warnings: losing virginity, mentions of abduction, yandere behaviour, dark themes. ➳ author’s note: Merry Christmas to my dear boo @mint-yooxgi​, I really do hope you love this unedited fic as much as I love you. The ending is a little rushed, I’m sorry but family started to get annoying when trying to finish this T_T please still love me <3

You never thought the day would come where you would hear those words come out of your father’s mouth nor did you even dream that it would be one of your childhood friends that would be the reason for such a thing. Yet, here you are, at the dinner table with your fork poised in front of your open mouth while your eyes hang out of your head. “Excuse me?” You manage out, hoping, oh so hoping, you heard him wrong.

“I said that the Prince of Phaedo has made a great proposal in return for your hand in marriage; with the history between the two of you, it shouldn’t be that hard to rule the country together. Jongin will make a fair and just King and with your compassion, I am confident that the kingdom will be very prosperous under your rule – your subject will love you just as much as they already love him.” You still cannot believe your ears; your father never seemed like he was in a rush to push you into marriage before – especially because Taemin had already asked once in the past. He told you afterwards that he wants you to marry for love but you suspect that it’s not what was being offered for your hand as opposed to whom was asking.

Your father always seemed to favour Jongin over Taemin.

You love both of them, in your own way. Taemin was always eager to indulge your curious side, stealing you from parties to go horseback riding or to explore the castle. He taught you how to move around unseen, where the best routes are from one place to the next because he’s spent years of his life exploring this place whenever he was forced to visit before you were born. Taemin always knew how to talk his way out of any type of trouble that the two of you might have gotten into because of his antics – he could talk his way out of, and into, anything.

Jongin was the quieter one in the group, but he was also the friend that you could rely on for absolutely anything and if you needed a shoulder to cry on, Jongin would always offer his ears to listen along with them. Taemin was the one who would cheer you up through silly games while Jongin offered more physical contact, hugs and cuddles that soothed your worries. He never shied away when you cried, instead he would gather you up in his strong arms and pull you against his chest; it soon became a little more awkward for him to do so because of a late growth spurt in your late teens left you barely shorter than him but it never stopped him from trying.

Whenever your father spoke about them, Jongin was the apple of his eye because while Taemin learnt politics and how to negotiate for his kingdom – Jongin picked up a sword and learnt how to fight.

You couldn’t help but admit that Jongin’s physique was something that made any princess melt, and paired with his naturally golden skin and Adonis-like features, Jongin was often termed ‘the perfect prince’ but it was actually Taemin who had captured your heart from early on in life. You didn’t know when you had fallen so madly in love with Taemin; maybe it was when he had taken you to the roof of the castle to see the rare full blue moon on the night of your sixteenth birthday and stolen your first kiss under it or it might have been a few weeks later when you watched him and Jongin sparring and while the other women swooned over Jongin’s growing muscles, you smiled softly at Taemin’s more slimmer body.

They were the complete opposites but that’s what made them the best of friends and you were stuck in the middle – the girl who had their hearts.

“I thought you wanted me to marry for love?” You questioned, pushing your food away as you suddenly lose your appetite, “I don’t love Jongin like that, he’s my best friend. Was that your excuse to deny Taemin, that we were too close and that it may cause problems, that my falling in love with someone was the grounds of marrying them?” You know you shouldn’t argue with your father but you couldn’t help but be annoyed at what was happening.

Maybe if you spoke to Jongin, he would call it off.

Your father’s face hardens at your argument, suspicions beginning to grow because of your current behaviour. He had always assumed your feelings for Jongin were greater because of the open affection you both show towards one another but with the way you reacted – maybe he doesn’t know you all well as he thought he did. “This is clearly a shock to you, I’m sure you and Jongin will grow to love each other just like your mother and myself do,” he reaches over to his wife and gently holds her hand, “take some time to recollect yourself and we will talk about details tomorrow when Jongin and his parents come to discuss the wedding.” You groan knowing that you need to talk to Jongin while your parents plan; if you can convince him that this is a bad idea, it’ll help you in calling it off.

You walk towards your room, plotting in your head about how you’re going to pull this off, muttering and rehearsing lines that you could say to Jongin until you let out a startled yelp when you open your bedroom door. “Evening, Princess,” his light laughter makes your heart skip a beat as you lock the door and run over to him.

Taemin might be oblivious at times when it comes to how you are feeling but from the tightness of your hug and the gentle shaking of your shoulders, he can figure out pretty quickly that something is wrong. His hands rub your back, a soft hushing passing through his lips as he pulls you closer; the height difference is always a little comical to some because you are taller than Taemin but it’s something that he loves about you dearly.

“I’m supposed to marry Jongin,” you let the ball drop and feel Taemin tense instantly at the idea, “they are meeting tomorrow to discuss the wedding.”

He pulls you gently towards the bed, lying down as you shuffle lower so you can rest your head against his heart, “and what are you going to do?” He asks, a plan already being concocted in his mind but he will wait to hear your idea first before taking matters into his own hands.

Sighing, you snuggle in closer to him, listening to the way his heart beats faster when you draw small patterns over his chest, “I’m going to talk to him tomorrow, see if he can convince his parents to stop the wedding.”

Taemin nods thoughtfully, staring at the ceiling, “and what will you do if he refuses? Jongin is in love with you and this could be his way of being with you.” You sit up, looking horrified that Taemin would suggest such a thing but he merely shrugs before pulling you back down, “you honestly cannot tell me that you didn’t know that Jongin has been in love with you for years?”

“I didn’t pay attention to his love because I was in love with another,” hearing this warms Taemin’s heart, reassures him that despite the inconvenience that this wedding may have on your relationship, you wouldn’t give him up for another. “I’m sure Jongin wouldn’t go through with it if he knew about us, he would want us to be happy.” You smile, knowing that your best friend’s heart of gold will win out if he knows that you and Taemin have secretly been seeing each other since your sixteenth birthday.

Taemin doesn’t say a word as you stifle a yawn and press yourself impossibly close to his side as you settle in for sleep; he hates that he has to leave before you wake up but Taemin tries to stay with you for as long as he possibly can. He peers down at your resting face, counting the lashes that spread across your cheeks and strokes a finger down the bridge of your nose. There is nothing Taemin wouldn’t do to keep you, he may not be a fighter but he is a plotter, a talker – a schemer and if there’s one thing that Taemin has become very good at recently while helping his father deal with opposing kingdoms, it’s making people disappear without a trace.

He cares for Jongin deeply, they have grown up together, are brothers in nearly every sense of the word but the moment Taemin laid his eyes on you – that seemed to mean little whenever you were involved. Everything was a competition and Taemin always made sure he won, Jongin was too slow to get your first kiss and many, many more firsts were claimed by Taemin until it became clear that Taemin wanted everything from you.

He wanted to be your first love, your only love – your only everything.

Of course, Taemin will let you try things your way; he doesn’t want to draw suspicion to himself by doing something prematurely. These things take time and even if he doesn’t have all the time in the world – Taemin had enough to get the job done right.

“Jongin!” The brightness in his smile almost blinds you as Jongin wraps his arms around you, “we need to talk about something, it’s important.” His brow furrows, looking over his shoulder to where both sets of parents are greeting each other and heading towards the meeting room.

“Shouldn’t we go talk with our parents? If it’s that important, I’m sure they will want to hear it,” he laces his fingers with yours and you chew your lip as Taemin’s words echo in your mind about Jongin being in love with you. He freezes when you pull your hand out from his grasp, looking at you with wide eyes, “is everything okay?”

You shake your head, looking around to make sure nobody is spying on the two of you, “we need to call off the wedding.” The look on his face, the pure shock and confusion that’s clearly written over his soft features indicates to you that it’s going to be harder to convince him of this than you expected. “Jongin,” you sigh, “you know that we can’t get married.”

“Why not?” His tone holds a tinge of sadness while his eyes flash with something a little darker, “why shouldn’t we get married, Y/N? You know I’d be a good husband, a good King.”

Placing a hand on his shoulder, you nod in agreement; Jongin would make a fantastic King and an even better husband but that’s to someone who isn’t you. “I’m in love with Taemin,” you whisper and try to hold back the guilt that begins to eat your heart when you see how hard that hit Jongin, you can literally see his heart cracking behind his soft brown eyes. “We’ve been seeing each other for nearly six years now.”

Jongin hangs his head, scuffing his foot as he processes this information. He thought that you loved him, so blind to what was right in front of him because he took every hug, every tender moment with you in his arms, as something that meant more than what it did. While Jongin listened to your every frustration, wiped away every tear, Taemin would try to make a stupid joke or show you something in an effort to make you laugh – Taemin, who constantly got you in trouble, was the one you loved. It hurt him; he wouldn’t lie about that but it still isn’t enough to change his mind about the situation.

When you hear the words fall from his lips, you feel like a horse had just hit you head on, “I’m sorry, Y/N, but I’m not going to call off the wedding.” Your mouth is agape, closing before opening again as the words you want to say are lost to you, “I know that you don’t love me like that yet but maybe,” he looks at you with so much hope in his eyes that you feel rotten for even thinking about destroying it, “maybe, you could learn to love me back.”

The silence between you is deafening and you feel completely lost about what to do; you really thought that Jongin would be happy for you, that he would hear about your love for Taemin and march into the meeting room and call of the wedding but instead – he let you down. It was selfish of you to ask such a thing because it is your duty as princess to do what’s right for the kingdom but you’ve never cared too much about that because you have always done what’s right for your heart.

And Taemin is what’s right for you.

When you told Taemin about what had transpired when you spoke to Jongin, he had acted surprised and sad about his best friend doing such a thing, being so willing to keep the two of you apart but in reality, he had figured it would happen. You didn’t see him for a few days after that, Taemin using the convenient excuse of having to take care of things and you had assumed that he went to Phaedo to talk Jongin himself – though assumptions can turn out to be very wrong at times.

Jongin courted you as expected, you spent a lot of time at Phaedo with him and you did grow to love how serene the sea looked from his throne room or how you could hear the waves crashing on the shore at night. It didn’t matter though; it never stopped the ache in your chest as you missed Taemin’s company and it definitely didn’t make you want to marry Jongin. You wanted to marry Taemin, to be with the man you really did love and while you spent your days leading up to the wedding with Jongin – Taemin was busy securing your future together.

“Everything is in place?” He holds out a large bag of gold to the roguish looking man across from him; the transaction doesn’t garner any attention because it’s common place in this backwater tavern. “It needs to look like an ambush, the princess is not to be touched or harmed in the process. Kill whoever you need to but you leave her alone.”

The man chuckles, showing a gold tooth as he sends Taemin a chilling smile and grabs the bag, “of course, we are the best of the business. Your precious princess will remain untouched and her groom-to-be will no longer be an obstacle.” A dark grin spreads across Taemin’s plump lips as he leans back in his chair and releases the breath that he didn’t realise he was holding.

He told you that he would do anything for you and he meant it. Of course, its such a shame that Jongin had to get in the middle of everything but what is a little blood spilt in the name of true love. It may have taken longer than what Taemin had originally hoped but he needed to make sure the whole plan went perfectly and it was hard to find a group of mercenaries who would leave you alone as well as making the whole ordeal look like a random ambush. News has spread wide about the wedding and that would attract a lot of bad attention because of everyone’s guards being lowered in preparation – especially the newly engaged couple exploring the kingdom.

You’re in the carriage, on your way to visit a village that is home to Jongin’s favourite bakery, chatting away to Jongin about this pastry your mother used to order from there; you don’t understand the noises at first until Jongin’s grabbed you and pulled you onto the ground with his head peering out the window. You hear a shout, the command to protect the carriage and that’s when you realised that you’re in trouble.

Jongin keeps your head lowered, hugging you briefly before telling you to stay put as he reaches for his sword. You grip his wrist, holding him back from opening the door with a frantic look of worry in your eyes, “don’t worry, this is what I’ve been training my whole life for.” His smile is the last thing you see, his bright confident smile that told you that everything would be okay, before he closes the carriage door.

Except everything wouldn’t be okay, not for him anyway.

Weeks have passed and you still haven’t gotten past that day; it haunts your sleep, causing you to wake up in a cold sweat as you relive Jongin’s smile in your mind but luckily, Taemin has been there to support you throughout it all. When you were found by the palace guards, you were questioned relentlessly about what you saw and where Jongin could possibly have been taken but you couldn’t answer, not because you were terrified and traumatised but because you were genuinely clueless about any detail other than before he left your side. You recounted countless times that Jongin had kept your head low and sheltered you from seeing anything before rushing out to help, you would cry every time about how you should have stopped him, that you should have tried harder.

You spent most of your days curled up in bed, remembering the bright smile that you’ll never see again and wishing you had at least done something to help him.

A kiss to the forehead wakens you, your eyes still puffy from the tears you had shed earlier that night, “what can I do, Princess?” Taemin has been with you every day, both in your room and outside of it whenever you decide to emerge. On one hand he plays the grieving best friend, suffering the loss of a childhood friend and on the other hand, he’s the loving, doting boyfriend who’ll do anything to make you feel better.

Even though in situations like this, it was always Jongin who comforted you.

“Take it away,” you mutter, opening your arms up for Taemin to crawl into, “take away the pain and the memories.”

He sighs, lying on his side and looking into your sullen eyes; things have been hard for him even though the reasons are not what you think them to be. The Kings have been meeting a lot to try and find out what group ambushed the carriage, where they could possibly have taken him and whether the prince is even alive.

Though, it’s not the only thing stressing him out.

“What do you want me to do, my love?” You shyly drape your leg over his, hoping that the slight gyration of your hips will get him the hint. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?”

You pout, “what else am I supposed to do to distract myself?” You can feel the tears beginning to well up in your eyes, “everything reminds me of Jongin, of how much he was a part of my life – our lives – and this, us, is the only thing that isn’t tainted by his smile.”

The kiss is sudden, a way of shutting you up but also to fulfil your request. It’s filled with desperation, need and pain but it does its job as you cling to Taemin for dear life, holding on to him like you need this to survive while Taemin does his best to erase all thoughts of Jongin and replacing them with himself. He doesn’t want you worrying, thinking about Jongin while he’s right there with you like he should be – like he always will be.

Taemin nudges a leg between your thighs, allowing you to grind your core against it for the friction you begin to crave. He loves it when you rub against him, whining for him to touch you and as you let out a shaky breath, Taemin gently pushes you onto your back before settling between your legs. He looks down at you, wanting nothing more than to have you moaning his name but also worried that this might be too much for you.

He doesn’t want you to be thinking about Jongin any more because it risks the truth being discovered but Taemin wants to make sure you are one hundred percent sure about what it is that you are asking of him. You’ve experimented, touched each other and he’s had you cumming around his fingers more times than he can count but this – this is a new territory for both of you. “Are you sure?” You rest a hand against his cheek and Taemin moves his head to kiss your palm, “are you sure that now is the right time?”

You look hesitant at first, chewing your bottom lip as you meet his eyes; is now really the right time to take this step with Taemin? Of course, he’s the one you want to lose it to but with everything that is going on, with the search for Jongin still happening and the kingdoms mourning the loss of such a loved prince – is it okay to be selfish?

“I’m sure,” you whisper with a nod, “we both lost him, we are two lovers, two friends who are seeking comfort within each other as we grieve. Taemin, I’m ready.” Taemin lowers his lips to yours, wanting to take his time with this even though you try to rush him. Your soft moans echo as he kisses along your jaw, fingers slipping under your night shirt and pushing the garment up to expose your breasts so he can appreciate the soft mounds that he uses as pillows.

“You’re beautiful,” he murmurs against your breasts, pinching a hardening nipple while taking the other inside his warm mouth.

He’s dreamed of this for so long, wanted nothing more than to feel you underneath him as he makes love to you. He’s thought of all the ways he wants to have you, all the positions he wants to try and places he would love to be but right now, in this very moment, Taemin appreciates that you want him and would only ever want him.

He slowly undresses you, kissing every inch of your skin revealed until he is settled between the apex of your legs and watching you with hungry eyes. You inhale deeply, waiting for him to do something, anything but watch you; he grants your silent wishes as he licks a long stripe along your slit before taking your clit in his mouth and sucking softly on the sweet bundle. He takes his time pleasing you, slowly bringing you to your climax with every lick and suck, fingers joining his tongue as he gently pushes them inside your tight walls to prepare you for what’s to come.

You begin to get into the motion of things, grinding against his fingers and running your fingers through his soft blonde hair as Taemin begins to hum as your pussy begins to clench around his pumping digits. “So tight,” he mumbles to himself, feeling himself twitch at the thought of being inside you.

The moment that you finally connect, you feel as if the world has become right, that there is nothing else in this world except you and Taemin as he coos and kisses your face, trying to help ease the pain of penetration. It stings at first and you dig your fingers into his shoulders as you wince and Taemin hushes you, whispering loving words as he slowly pushes further inside you until he’s sheathed fully. “Let me know when you’re ready,” you wait a few moments, letting the pain slowly subside before encouraging him to start.

Your eyes open wide, the slow build up of pleasure quickly counteracting the pain that was initially caused and Taemin moans at how tight you are around him. Soon, your hips lift to meet his, your lips connecting in a messy, heated kiss as you both experiment your way through your first time together; his thrusts are erratic and hands everywhere as he tries to figure out what makes you moan louder. You encourage him, telling him where it feels good and it takes a little while for him to get it but soon, Taemin has you screaming as he hits your sweet spot repeatedly.

His chest swells with pride as he feels your orgasm rip through you intensely, shaking your entire body as you cry out his name and Taemin isn’t far behind you as he stutters to a halt, pushing deep inside to coat your walls with his seed. He collapses on top of you, breathing heavily as you embrace him and let your high slowly fall into the sweet, blissful heaviness of post-sex slumber. “That was something,” you mutter against his hair, kissing the top of his head and giggling when he looks up at you with mock hurt, “don’t worry, you have our whole lives to get better.”

Taemin scoffs, rolling off you and resting an arm over your waist as he allows himself a moment to rest. The rest of your lives together sounds perfect, having your whole life to make sure he learns every part of you perfectly and has you always moaning his name sounds like his dream finally coming true. It sounds like everything he ever wanted has now fallen into place as you fall sleep snuggled into his side but there is only one thing that he needs to do before he can relax into the future that he has secured for the both of you.

Truly getting rid of Jongin.

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[7:26pm]

you watch in horror as your lover, lee taemin smeared blood all over the walls. he was deranged. he was crazy. he really meant “till death do us part.” you screamed and attempted to run away but now he had you in a chokehold. “y/n you can't leave me. you promised me we'd be together forever right?! YOU'RE GONNA HAVE MY CHILD TOO. YOU'LL NEVER ESCAPE ME. WE'LL BE TOGETHER FOREVER.” a tear slipped out of your right eye when your vision went black.