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Clove: Part 9 - Traveling Merchant
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Part 8
THE BOYS HAVE RETURNED!!! This is a pretty soft snippet today. I love pampering Hyrum.
Content: Cronic pain issues, healing, social anxiety
Pretty soft one today for sure. Let me know if you want to be on the tag list
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Hyrum’s tail thumped against the table as he leaned against the back of the kitchen chair, on his knees as he watched Ephraim cut up vegetables and put them in the pot that bubbled on the stove. Ephraim kept glancing back at him, eyes glimmering with amusement.
Hyrum liked to watch Ephraim cook. He liked having porridge and berries for breakfast still, and he usually traded between sandwiches and bread pudding for lunch, but dinner was a special affair. Ephraim made something new every night for Hyrum to try, and tonight he was making something called stew. He’d put chunks of meat in it and everything, and Hyrum was doing his best not to drool on the floor, his tail thumping against the table even harder.
He shifted down onto the chair a bit more, despite the excitement egging him on to watch closer as Ephraim stirred everything together in the pot. His legs were beginning to ache deep down from the pressure so he needed to move to try and get them to feel better.
“I should be done soon,” Ephraim said, turning to Hyrum with a broad smile that sent curls of joy through his chest. “Do you want some bread while you wait?”
Hyrum shook his head. He didn’t want to spoil his appetite. The stew smelled so wonderful he wanted to be able to eat as much of it as he could.
Ephraim ran a hand through Hyrum’s hair and the werewolf leaned into it. His hair was smoother and shinier now, waves beginning to form in it as it grew healthy again.
“How about we go work on that quilt, hmm?” Ephraim suggested. “Time will go faster than waiting in here for it to be done.”
Hyrum nodded and padded along after Ephraim, heading to the craft room where the quilt was set up. Ephraim picked up a needle from where it had been sitting on the fabric, already strung with yarn and started sending it in and out of the chalked in dots, tying knots at each one before moving on.
Hyrum went to his side where his needle was. He hadn’t gotten as far as Ephraim had as his fingers weren’t as good as Ephraim’s. The vampire had promised Hyrum that his fingers would heal eventually, but it was really annoying while he had to wait.
Still, he did notice an improvement as he poked the needle down through, and then up again, using his other hand to make sure that the yarn didn’t knot up underneath.
“Goldenrod.”
Hyrum looked up expectantly, his tail swishing back and forth behind himself still.
Ephraim smiled and said, “After dinner I’m planning on going down to the village. The traveling merchant should be here by now so we can see if they have some things for you. Do you want to come with me and help me pick out your clothes?”
“Really?” Hyrum asked. He nearly shouted out his agreement when it struck him that they would be going down into the village. His tail slowly came to a stop and he looked down, fidgeting with the yarn. “Is it safe?”
“Oh yes. It’s very safe. There are some other wolves down in the village too. They might want to introduce themselves… would you be up for that?”
Hyrum bit his lip. He wasn’t sure about going down to the village. It sounded dangerous. Jack had always drilled it into his head that if anyone saw Hyrum, they would try and kill him, but… Ephraim told the truth more often than not as far as Hyrum could tell. He was even right in how to make a weapon stronger, despite the way Jack proclaimed himself to be the best weapon maker in the kingdom.
And if Hyrum was going to be Ephraim’s weapon, then he certainly could be strong enough to go down to the village with him!
“I want to go,” Hyrum said with a determined nod, going back to sewing.
“Alright. And if you change your mind, let me know. I know it’s almost bedtime so I don’t want to make you do too much if you’re tired.”
Hyrum smiled to himself. He had been feeling less and less tired as of late, and he was sure he could handle a walk down to the village. He tried not to think about how there would be people who would want to talk to him though. How was he supposed to address them? Would they want him to talk to them, or would they just want to look at him like some of Jack’s friends did. That was the only bad thing about living with Ephraim. Things were so unpredictable and Hyrum didn’t know how to handle half of it, but Ephraim was patient with him and explained things until he understood, so he wasn’t too worried.
An unbidden thought popped into his mind that surprised him enough he stopped sewing again. I suppose I could just ask him.
Hyrum pondered over the thought and realized it was true. He was confused about something, he didn’t know how he would handle a situation that he knew was coming, and he could easily ask Ephraim about it before the vampire eventually noticed he was confused and explained it for him anyways. All he had to do was ask, and Ephraim practically beamed everytime Hyrum asked him a question.
Hyrum opened his mouth to do just that when Ephraim lifted his nose, closing his eyes. Hyrum did so as well, curious and opened them again to see Ephraim leaving the room. “Dinner’s ready, sweetheart.”
Hyrum followed quickly, the question blown out of his mind over the thought of food. He sat down as Ephraim ladled some stew into a bowl for him.
“Be careful,” Ephraim warned. “It’s hot.”
“Oh,” Hyrum said, picking up his spoon. He lifted a chunk of meat out and touched it to his lips. It was hot so he backed off, licking his lips. The flavor of the residue was heavenly, though, and it took all of the werewolf’s self control to not just take the burning cube into his mouth.
Ephraim smiled and spooned some food up for himself, blowing on it for a moment before eating it.
Delighted for an answer, Hyrum blew on his like Ephraim did, carefully. He waited a moment, blew on it one more time for good measure which got a little chuckle out of Ephraim, and then put it in his mouth. He closed his eyes as the meat pretty much melted in his mouth, and his tail thumped heavily against the chair again as he savored it.
Ephraim was done before Hyrum was as the werewolf made sure that each bite wouldn’t burn him before standing up and putting his bowl in the kitchen basin.
“Alright,” Ephraim said, walking over to the door where he put on his gardening boots. “You ready?”
“Yeah,” Hyrum said, coming to stand by him.
Ephraim grabbed his sun hat and they stepped outside. It was late morning now, nearly bedtime for the vampire and werewolf, despite the pull Hyrum had to stay up and run around. He was glad for the chance to go with Ephraim outside. The sun soaked into the overlarge garments Hyrum was wearing, and he twisted the fabric to pull it closer against his skin, enjoying the warmth.
As they got to the steepest part of the hill, Hyrum was having a hard time staying steady on his feet. His legs, despite feeling much better, still always ached and the fact that he couldn’t feel the bottoms of his feet made it difficult for him to stay balanced on inclined slopes.
Ephraim slowed down and held out a hand for Hyrum, and the werewolf took it with both of his as he stumbled.
Ephraim walked slowly with Hyrum, keeping him steady as they went. Halfway down the hill, Hyrum looked up from his feet to the little village sprawled below and remembered the question he was going to ask.
“Erm… Ephraim?”
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“What, um, what do I do if people talk to me?”
Ephraim looked down at him, a little surprised, but his smile came back just like it always did.
“Right, sorry. I should have, ah. Well, when someone sees you they’re likely to ask you your name.”
“And I tell them?”
“Yeah, if you want,” Ephraim said.
“Can I tell them my name is Goldenrod?” he asked eagerly.
Ephraim smiled. “Sure. You can definitely tell them that. And then they might ask you about your day and you can tell them. If you get tired I’ll let them know, okay? If you're overwhelmed, I’ll jump in.”
“Okay,” Hyrum said, relaxing a little.
“And if the werewolves come over,” Ephraim continued, which made Hyrum tense up again, sensing this was going to be a little more complicated. “They’ll probably want to smell you first and you can smell them back. They’ll be really excited to meet you so they might be a bit much, but I’ll try and let them know to calm down, okay?”
“Okay,” Hyrum replied and Ephraim smiled.
“I’m actually pretty excited about this. The villagers have been asking about you. I told them a little about what happened and they have actually been a huge help getting me some extra food for you,” Ephraim said as they reached the bottom of the hill where the path went from tramped down grass to dirt. “They’ll love you.”
Hyrum puffed up under Ephraim’s arm, warm and happy as they made their way past the first building.
There were people gathered around a large cart with two huge animals hooked up to the front of it, stamping hard feet and throwing back huge heads with long manes.
“What are those?” Hyrum asked, trying not to imagine how much it would hurt to have one of them stomp his toes.
“Those are horses. They’re pretty friendly, but try not to stand behind them. They can kick when they get frightened,” Ephraim said soothingly, though that didn’t make Hyrum feel all that much better.
As they approached the cart, people turned and Hyrum did not miss the way their eyes lit up when they saw him.
“Hi, Ephraim!” one woman with three children said as she walked over to greet them and Ephraim took her hand in his free one with a huge smile.
“Good morning, Anna,” he said warmly. Hyrum pressed himself against Ephraim’s side as much as he could as the three children stared at him, sizing him up.
The smallest boldly took a step forward and opened her mouth, but Anna cut her off by stooping down and picking her up, making her giggle.
“Are you here to get something for Hyrum?” she asked, having successfully distracted her youngest, though the other two kept staring at Hyrum. The werewolf wished he could have known this was a possibility. He didn’t like just being stared at.
Ephraim stepped sideways a little, gracefully hiding the fact that he stumbled because of how hard Hyrum was pressed to his side. “Yup, we certainly are. It’s good to see you.”
“And you,” Anna said with a nod, shooing her children off towards one of the houses. “Have fun, Hyrum.”
The werewolf nodded a little, and Ephraim led him farther down the road towards the cart.
“Oh!” a deep voice said, surprised as Ephraim stepped up to stand behind a small line of people at the cart.
A large man had turned around and looked down at Hyrum. Hyrum had never felt smaller as the huge man smiled at him. He was taller and broader than Ephraim, but he had a friendly enough smile, a bit like Ephraim’s.
“Hello, little one. What’s your name?” the man asked, making his deep voice softer.
“G-Goldenrod,” Hyrum said, glad to be hiding under Ephraim’s arm.
“Oh, like the flower? That’s very nice,” he said warmly. “I’m Guntar. I’m the butcher. I sell Ephraim here his blood.”
Hyrum looked up at Ephraim and he nodded. “Yes he does, like his father before him.”
Guntar smiled. “Are you excited to look at what’s on the cart?”
Hyrum thought about it for a moment. He shrugged and Guntar chuckled. “There are some pretty cool things on it this time, from what I hear. Old Morticai’s outdone himself if the toys the wolf boys were carrying off were anything to go by.”
“Hmmm, I hadn’t thought of that,” Ephraim said, mostly to himself. “Goldenrod, would you like a toy? Something to play with?”
Hyrum had no idea what he was talking about, so he just shrugged.
“Well, we’ll have a look when we get to the cart, then.”
Hyrum nodded, still tucked under Ephraim’s arm as they made their way through the line.
Ephraim was glad to get to the front and Morticai grinned. “Ephraim! My favorite customer! And who’s this?”
Ephraim looked down at Hyrum who seemed to be rather done with meeting people so Ephraim said, “This is Goldenrod. I’m actually here to buy him some clothes, and perhaps a toy or two. He’s, ah, he’s had a rough go of it so far.”
Morticai’s flamboyant mustache drooped. “Yes, yes I can see that. Let’s see if we can get that squared away then!”
Moticai worked fast, knowing his merchandise well, and soon, they had two sets of trews and two tunics, both sets a bit big for the werewolf in anticipation for him growing out a bit. Ephraim was planning on getting up early to talk to some of the empty nesters and see if they had some clothes he could borrow from them as well, just in case. If Hyrum grew into being a werewolf a bit more, he’d need more clothes as he ran these into rags.
“Now, as for toys,” Morticai said, pawing through a crate. “Mmm, what do we think about this?”
He passed Ephraim a wooden bird with some gaps in the wood. A quick shake made a marble inside rattle around. Ephraim saw Hyrum’s ears prick up and he gave the werewolf the toy to look at.
“Works for me. Thank you.”
“Oh, of course. And did you want to have a look at the blubs I brought.”
“Oh, if I must,” Ephraim said, delighted. Could Hyrum go around to the other side of your cart while I look?”
“Of course!”
Hyrum gratefully took the opportunity to run around the cart and hide from everyone in line.
“Now, I have some more tulip bulbs-”
“Oh, goodness no, I have plenty. Say, did you have any peonies?”
“I do! And some beautiful puzzles that I know you’d like to have a look at here.”
Ephraim delightedly went through the goods, distracted by them and Morticai’s tales of the cities that he didn’t hear Hyrum’s small gasp of fear and the small sound of a marble rattling around in wood.
Part 10
Clove Taglist: @wolfeyedwitch @the-blind-one-speaks @whumpsday @extrabitterbrain @inkkswhumpandstuff @honeycollectswhump
#fluff#clove#whump#whump series#chronic pain#social anxiety#soft soft bois#sorry not sorry about the cliff hanger#you'll get the next bit tomorrow
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“Just the tip” he says , as he pushes in, but it feels sssooo good, you moan and pant, and before you know it the whole dick is inside fucking you shamelessly
Just like you had hoped :3 !!
#subby puppy#bd/sm puppy#puppypl4y#submisive and breedable#nsft puppy#boy sub#ftm puppy#trans sub#male sub#puppy pl@y#cnc free use#rough cnc#cnc kidnapping#cnc somno#cnc k!nk#cnc brat#cnc fr33use#soft cnc#puppyboy#t4t puppy#puppy sub#dumb puppy#good boy#subby boys#cnc stalking#breeding kink go brrrr#sub bottom#nsft concept#t4t nsft#1cky puppy
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I feel like so many people get catered to with the bad boy archetype being everywhere in the media that they can not even imagine that some people think the sexiest thing a man can be for a woman is a down bad pathetic loser. Just weak and desperate. Colin Bridgerton was on his knees, tears in his eyes BEGGING for chance.
Less bad boys, more soft men, thank you.
#he tried to be a bad boy and failed because he is SOFT#bridgerton#bridgerton season 3#polin spoilers#bridgerton spoilers#luke newton#polin#colin bridgerton#nicola coughlan#penelope featherington
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✨soft asks✨
What song makes you feel better?
What is your go to comfort show?
Reading or writing? Why?
Whats your favorite feeling?
How do you like to take care of yourself?
What’s your favorite candle scent?
Who do you feel most like yourself around?
Whats a fabric/texture that’s nostalgic for you?
Best childhood moment?
When was the last time you laughed so hard you cried? (or just felt really good afterwards)
Do you have a comfort item? Tell us about it!
What calms you down?
Bath or shower to relax?
Whats something upcoming that you’re excited for?
Comfort food?
What’s something you want to create soon?
How do you feel best loved?
What age in life do you think you’ll feel most yourself at?
Have you ever written or received a love letter?
Tell us about a memory you hold close to your heart.
Tea, Coffee, or hot cocoa?
Name of your favorite playlist?
Have you ever received flowers?
Who is your bestfriend?
If your soul was a color, what would it be?
If you could live anywhere with anyone you want, where would it be and who would you bring?
Do you like to garden? Have you ever grown something?
What are you proudest of?
Are you a kind person?
What do your hobbies look like?
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There's something so hot about the way someone says "god you're cute" when you do something silly and it's with the intention to completely ruin you. 😳
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I love non-sexual signs of submission as much I love sexual ones.
Kneel for me, moan for me, beg to cum. After all, you look gorgeous on your knees pleading.
But also lay your head on my lap while we watch something, wear my clothes out, perform little acts of service just to show me how much you care.
After all, my claim over you isn’t just in the bedroom, so why should your services to me end there?
#bd/sm domme#fdom#gentle fdom#boy sub#gentle domination#soft fem dom#sub men#subby men#dom mommy#mommy#bd/sm mommy#men sub#mommy k!nk#male sub#domme mommy#soft d0m#bd/sm dom#domme/sub#fem domme#female dominance#femdxm#bd/sm community#bd/sm blog#subby boys#bd/sm kink#gentle d0m
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Happy Black History 🤎
#black girl aesthetic#black girl blogger#black girls of tumblr#pinterest#black girl joy#black girl magic#soft life#black boy aesthetic#cottage core black#black business man#black girl moodboard#black history#black actors#black actresses#black activism#freedom
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when you’re jerking someone off and you use your thumb to smear around the precum that’s leaking and you find the one spot under the head where they’re super sensitive and they let out a high pitched grunt/whimper, especially if their normal voice is a little deep??? Ugh inject that sound straight into my veins
#bd/sm blog#queer ns/fw#ns/fw blog#subby men#male sub#puppy sub#soft fdom#gentle fdom#subby boys#soft fem dom#fdom#dom mommy#femme daddy
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Glasses always makes men a little more fuckable and slutty right?
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A good boy saying “like this, mommy?” as he fucks me into the mattress
#this would fix me#fem domme#bd/sm mommy#subby boys#domme mommy#mommy k!nk#dom mommy#subby men#soft fem dom#subboy#male sub#mine#my post#txt post
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superfan! yandere boy x gn! popstar reader
✰ warnings: stalking, obsessiveness, breaking and entering, nsfw, masochist yandere, overstimulation, thigh riding, bondage, male masturbation, unhealthy behavior, average yandere tendencies, male yandere oc (he’s very pathetic and perverted, it’s giving “step on me” energy.) gender neutral reader
✰ a/n: heyyyyy guess who isn’t dead.. i literally open tumblr every 3 minutes i just haven’t been posting. but i’m hereeeee lol. here’s a random yandere oc post, sorry it’s not mortal kombat. (tbh i have faded away from my mk obsession and now i am obsessed with until dawn, the quarry, tlou, and rdr.)
part two here!
superfan! yandere boy that buys all of your merchandise and streams your music on loop 24/7. even while he sleeps.
superfan! yandere boy that commissions artists to draw you and him together in different styles. some of them may depict him on a cute date with you, and some are more explicit and depict you stepping on him or choking him.
superfan! yandere boy that sneaks into your concerts if he didn’t manage to buy a ticket. no matter how strong your security is, he will always manage to find a way in and pretend he's just a regular fan.
superfan! yandere boy that will even sneak onto your house and film you through your window for hours, and then he would go home and touch himself to the footage of you.
superfan! yandere boy that wants to buy meet-and-greet tickets to see you, and be able to feel your presence up close and be able to speak to you personally. but as much as he craves your attention, he knows he wouldn't be able to handle it and would crumble immediately the second you look him in the eyes.
superfan! yandere boy that pays people to stalk you and take pictures of you when he can't do it himself. especially ones when you have a wardrobe malfunction.
superfan! yandere boy that goes to sleep every night fantasizing and dreaming of you. his particular favorite wet dream is of you letting him ride your thigh, grinding against your skin as a desperate attempt to feel any friction on his cock. your hands would roam around his body as he relishes in your attention, no matter where you touch him. any small nudge or brush against his skin would set his heart on fire and oh no where'd his pants go-
superfan! yandere boy that thinks you could do no wrong. you said something offensive and got yourself cancelled? he is your number one defender and would be threatening your naysayers on the internet. he would even go as far as to learn to hack just so he could delete their accounts.
superfan! yandere boy that almost WANTS to get caught. he knows he wouldn't be able to handle your attention, so he avoids it, but a part of him wants to get caught and outed for his perverted, stalker ways. he wants to hear you cuss him out and degrade him. he wants to see the disgusted look on your face as he is exposed for everything he did. spit on him, kick him, treat him like vermin, he doesn't mind. he gets off on the thought of you punishing him. he has a particular fantasy where your punishment for him is by tying him up and overstimulating him until he is crying, whimpering, and almost fainting. but he would still beg for more. no matter how long it lasts. it could be a week long and he still wouldn't be satisfied.
#yandere x reader#sub yandere#male yandere#gn reader#dom reader#yandere oc#yandere x you#soft yandere#yandere imagines#yandere x darling#yan oc#yan x reader#male yandere x reader#top reader#sub character#yandere requests#yandere#x reader#oc x reader#yandere smut#yandere oneshot#masochist yandere#yandere headcanons#yandere insert#yandere boys x popstar reader
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one funny thing is that after committing a crime, Belphie will lie down super flat and look up with his big wet eyes. not stressed out or scared, just accepting that he’s broken the rules and might’ve earned a time out in the kitten room. it’s the “I’m waiting for you to carry me away” position
#yes his ultimate punishment is that he goes into the room with all his toys and food and soft beds#pray for this poor boy for his suffering is immense 🙏#(he also usually gets to come out right away)#(because I feel like the point is made without having to enact an actual jail sentence)#(he stays in there gobbling his kitten food until I hear a single sad meow and then he gets to rejoin society)
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#fdom#bd/sm mistress#gentle fdom#gentle domination#bd/sm bunny#mommy k!nk#cute boys#puppy boys#good boy#pretty boy#hornyposting#soft mommy#soft dom
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Vinyl Records 🎶
Music is the most beautiful thing in the world 🫶🏽
#black girl aesthetic#black girl blogger#black girls of tumblr#pinterest#black girl joy#black girl magic#soft life#black girl beauty#luxury#black boy aesthetic#music#r&b#r&b/soul#hip hop#vinyl records#vinyl#vinylcollection#vinylcollector#record player#jazz music#blues music#old school#musician#music lovers#black music#black girl moodboard#moodboard
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Yandere!Maid who looks at the castle in front of him, then the flier in his hands, then the castle again. Unless there was a typo in the address, the job interview should be here. He hesitantly uses the bat shaped door knocker and waits...This place looks so creepy and ominous, was this a prank ? Was it to scare him? Seriously? Sigh…He has had enough of being treated like a fool. As he continues his descent into frustration, bitterness and self-pity, he doesn’t hear the door opening. Nor does he see the butler standing at the entrance until he hears a: “Sorry for the wait, my kind sir. Are you here for the housekeeper position?”.
Yandere!Maid who thinks the butler is telling him a load of bullshit. According to him, the owner of this place is a vampire in search of additional staff members. He resists the urge to scoff. Whatever, if the “mistress” wants to take part in some weird role-play, then so be it as long as he would get paid. The same guy tells him to “please take a seat” in the living room and that “mistress will come and attend to you in a moment”. Soon after his departure, the air shifts. Black particles float around until it materializes something, or rather someone. The poor boy's shock and confusion quickly turn into enchantment. Fuck, you are totally his type. This is bad, he can feel his face burning. “Shall we go to my office?”, you ask with a smile.
Yandere!Maid who hates you. Who hates the fact that your personality matches your looks. Who hates how much control you have over him. The other day, your...pet sneezed on him, so he needed another uniform. “It seems that I only have a female one left ”, you told him. “There is no way in hell I am wearing that”, he sneered. “But wouldn’t you look cute in it? Besides, it is either that or cleaning with your normal clothes on until your new uniform arrives here-” “Alright, shut up, just give me that”, he abruptly took the offending dress from your hands and went to change. Since that conversation, his work attire has fully transitioned to said maid outfit. Maybe he becomes a bit too proud of himself whenever he catches you staring at him. And maybe, just maybe he wants to give you a nice view by bending down and taking his time “to clean the table” whenever he knows you are behind him. He will never admit that though.
Yandere!Maid who, one day, demands asks you about your eating habits. As soon as you answer, something regarding animal blood, he turns oddly quiet. You are about to ask what is wrong, but then he surprises you by climbing into your lap. You watch him get comfortable and, with trembling hands, undo the first buttons of his dress. The cherry on top is him pulling on its collar a bit to show a silver of his chest. He now avoids eye contact as he waits for you to take the lead…You are still just looking at him, so, with a blush becoming darker, he snaps at you: “A-are you stupid or something ? Do you want me to spell it out-” “I am just enjoying the view”, you respond with a teasing smile. Before he can sputter more insults, you grip his chin and tilt his head to the side, exposing his neck to your hungry gaze. “But if you insist…Thank you for the meal <3”
Yandere!Maid who has his face buried deep in his pillow while he tries to calm his flustered self down. After you finished drinking from him, he hurriedly got up and scurried to his room without so much as a word. The more he recalls the embarrassing noises he made in front of you, the more mortified he becomes. It was not his fault, it just felt really good and you even pulled him closer and tugged on his hair and-He whines and squirms in his bed as he feels his body turning hot again like that time. The action causes him to feel a sharp sting on his neck. He freezes. That is right. You marked him. You marked him. You marked him.
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Don't drink from anyone else, ok?
#yandere x reader#yandere x y/n#fem reader#yandere x darling#yandere x you#yandere male#male yandere#yandere oc#soft yandere#yandere#dom reader#sub yandere#sub!character#sub character#masochist yandere#yandere oc x y/n#yandere oc x you#yandere oc x reader#oc x reader#yandere insert#yandere imagines#yandere headcanons#yandere scenarios#yandere original character#oc#yandere blog#yandere boy#monster x human#yuugoingdark#yuuwriting
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I wanna suck his cock until he is begging and moaning my name so fucking bad
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