#why did i make these gifs anyway? because i'm a masochist. next question.

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Hello! May I ask for stalker/pervert yumeko x fem!reader (sfw And nsfw)

OH HO HO!! YES Y E S YESSSS!!! Sorry I haven't been active, mental health and all, but I'm doing somewhat better and this is one of the first I'm working on to get a good bit of stuff outta my drafts. This isn't all that dark, but I'm still giving a warning. Also(to anyone that actually reads these) this started stalkerish and developed into yandere territory. I apologize, but I couldn't help myself. CNC is briefly mentioned but not gone over.

Stalker!Yumeko Jabami x Fem!reader

Now, this is a somewhat unlikely situation. Yet, somehow, it still happened. So how did this even start, why is Yumeko following you home, why does she get all antsy when she cant be around you?

So many questions, so few answers. The only way to truly get Yumekos attention is to stand out. Not in a way she has already seen before, so there are few ways to do that.

You could have beaten her in a gamble, the higher the stakes the more interested she is. You could have possibly been a kind, and genuinely good person. People like that aren't seen as much at Hyakkaou, so it be someone she is very much interested in. Maybe you're a masochist and you lost to Yumeko, seeing you happy to lose would definitely turn her on and interest her...as long as you're not creepy like Midari.

Anyway, despite whatever peaked her interest about you...yeah you're hers now. So have fun. Yumeko is the last person you'd want to defy, I mean...have you met the girl? At first she isn't obvious about her recognition of you. No, she watches you, she even has others watch you for her. You, wether you're oblivious or not, will still notice odd behavior from those around you.

Maybe some of those ruder to you are nicer, maybe vice versa. It doesn't matter, you're going to realise at some point you're being tailed. When you do, that's when the icy hot hell that is Yumeko Jabami makes me debute to you. Or well second debute.

Before you learn all about her "nefarious" plans and she's still watching you creepily. She goes after you, in more ways than one. She watches you leave ethe bathroom, and go in. Yumeko just wants to make sure you're not being privately bullied...that's all.

She also follows you home, maybe she'll buy(just a reminder Yumeko is rich as hell) a car. One that looks like an everyday car, or an exact copy of one that lives near your house. You wouldn't suspect seeing your neighbors car right behind you...right?

Yumeko is fucking crazy, let's put that out there. I've more than likely said it once, but I'll say it again if needed. She. is. crazy. So after she's is caught stalking you, she wont lie. She'll tell you straight up, she's in love, well her idea of love. Her fucked up, disgusting idea of love. Yumeko is very blunt, she explains her intentions and what she wants. At least what she things she wants.

Whether you choose to date her or not essentially decides the outcome of your little interaction. Saying yes, immediately fucks you over, she no longer has to hide her stalker tendencies. Saying no, well she'll pretend she didn't hear it and the next day at school Yumeko announces your relationship.

She's also very touchy(yes, she's a pervert too) she likes putting her hand up your skirt and will smile. Yumeko likes to hig you from behind, why? Because that means she can touch your tits. Big or small, nonexistent or very obviously existant. She loves your chest, she love you, and therefore any and every part of you.

She likes to show you off, by that I mean she'll kiss and love on you while she's gambling. You just look so cute to her, shaking and looking away in embarrassment.

I feel like Yumeko as a stalker is giving her yandere tendencies, but toned down. She goes from stalker to the well known term: crazy girlfriend. She needs you round all the time, she cant gamble without you. She can't walk home without you, she hates leaving you.

You're her lucky charm, you make things better. She can talk about her sister, how she really feels. She doesn't always need to smile and act dopey. She can be anything without worry...and if you dislike something she cant just tie you up and have you miss a few school days...

Now, Yumeko is a less than savory person when you think about it. While she does her best to love you in every way she knows. It takes her a while, especially if you said no to dating her at first. She really cant help herself, she wants to show you things...but how can she trust you?

I'd say it takes months before she finally tells you everything, well everything that you didn't know. She trusts you to tell you hoe she really feels, hoe her fucked up mind decided you were her chosen protector.

Even if she was stalking you a lot to begin with. It was all in good faith, I mean look now. You two are inseparable, not that she let's you leave her, but that doesn't matter.

In her eyes, you're perfect, no matter the horrible things she's done. No matter how much she touches you in odd and somewhat disturbing ways. You don't leave, she'd die if you did. Yumeko Jabami, current heiress to the Jabami clan.

She has put so much effort into you, into helping you gamble, helping you with debt, helping you with class work. She cant leave you...and if she has to strike a deal for a student life plan. All to keep your with her. She will.

NSFW CONTENT AHEAD

Sex is something else with her. Yumeko being the person she is, I highly doubt she's a virgin. No, she's had her fair share of men and women. Learning that she was particularly interested in girls help in her decided what to do with her interest in you.

Yumeko knows how to work your body. She puts on the cutesy loving girlfriend act...then eats you until you're trying(and failing) to pull her head away. Yumeko loves oral so this just makes things all the more fun for her.

Now of course just because she favors orla doesn't mean she doesn't like other things. When you two start dating she no longer needs to watch you as you go home...no she can drive you home herself. And she can also make you ride a vibrator the entire ride.

Yumeko loves humiliation(especially the stalker/pervert version of her) the idea of you crying and shaking after you been riding a toy for hours. She's been laughing at the faces you make, the whines, she'll pull on your hair and call you a slut.

Maybe take a few pictures, she loves to look through them during class when she's bored.

Oh, but seeing you all needy in public riles her up too. You're horny in public, maybe at school? Bathroom. She'll fuck you in the stall and then take a picture so she can create and album of you in the future. She likes to write the exact date and time of your little game.

Going back to the humiliation thing, if you end up doing it in a school or public bathroom. Prepare yourself, she taunt and belittle you.

You'll be so shaken up from her fucking you though, you hear very little of what she's saying. Whether that is a blessing or a curse is entirely up to you.

If it wasn't already obvious, one of Yumekos universally favorite things to do is overstimulation. Seeing you beg for mercy(that you will not be getting) after 5 orgasms is the best thing to ever grace her ears. It's an intoxicating sound, keep making it. The more you beg for mercy the longer it'll take for her to even want to stop.

Yumeko is a dominant and sadistic person in general. That goes over to the bedroom too. We see Yumeko get horny off of gambling, so she most definitely does a small coin flip or some form of small gamble.

It could decided whose on top(even though in the end you'll be bent over her knee crying her name), maybe it decides what toys you use, maybe if you win the gamble Yumeko wont punish as hard...

"So good for me, my good girl! Aww, are those tears for me? Thank you, I'm glad you know you place, sweet girl!"

She likes to mix praise in with her degradation. Calling you a mixture of darling, baby, good girl, sweetie, sweet girl, my love, sweetheart, princess(her favorite), ect. She has an extremely large variety of words for you. In and out of bed.

Stalker!Yumeko most definitely has a consent non-consent kink. I am not interested in getting into that unless specifics asked. Do with that information what you will.

Anyway, Yumeko and cat ears are like the ocean and salt. You can't really have one without the other. While Yumeko uses her money to buy you expensive lingerie sets, she also buys you cute costumes.

Maid, puppy, kitty, ect. She will dress you up with dog ears and an anal plug tail, or cat ears and an anal plug cat tail. Maybe even a bunny suit...definitely a bunny suit. Yumeko will also dress up if you ask, anything you want.

If you like the idea of a cute bunny girl dominating you until you (s)cream... Yumeko can and will do everything to set that fantasy up.

Now aftercare with Yumeko is an interesting situation. At first she doesn't know what it is, no matter if she's been with men or women. Top or bottom. She's never understood why she needed to care for someone. Mainly because she never cared for the others like she does you.

Yumeko loves you, therefore she does research into aftercare. Mainly out of fear that you'll slip into sub drop. She does her best with food and comfortable clothes, a warm bath and good television. She knows that isn't all that's required though, she reminds herself that you need to reminded you're loved.

All in all(and I do genuinely believe this) Yumeko is a good lover. Stalker!ver or not. She does love you, Yumeko shows her love to those she cares about. It's different and sometimes weird, and sometimes it's completely stupid and makes her look dumb. She does understand things better than you'd think.

Hi I'm updating again. This is one of the many in my inbox, after I get down to a decent and not so overwhelming number I will begin to open my inbox(commissions will stayed closed. You can request like normal when I open requests again, I'd like to build a bigger platform before I do commissions.

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Risking It All-Drew McIntyre

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You had been trying to sleep for hours now, ans it just wasn't working. You had stayed the night at Drew's. He wouldn't let you leave with how much you drank at his birthday party. Although he doesn't drink, he was too tired to drive you home so he offered you his guest room in his giant house.

That was the perk of you being close to the Scotsman. You peel yourself from the bed, and walk down the hall to his bedroom. You debated on whether or not you should be doing this, but opted to do it anyway.

You make your way into the room and pushed on his shoulder. "Drew?" You call out to him a couple times before his eyes fly open.

"What's up princess?" He asks you, voice filled with sleep as if he couldn't get any more attractive.

"I can't sleep." You tell him, looking down at the floor in embarrassment. He scoots to the other side of the bed, patting the bed so that you'd join him. "Thank you."

You slide in next to him, and he wraps his strong arms around you. His breath hot on the back of your neck, sending shivers down your body. "Everything alright, love?"

"Yeah." You breathe out to him even though you can literally feel the outline of his upper body pressed up against your back.

"Why couldn't you sleep?" He asks you, and you shrug your shoulders. "Come on, love. You know you can tell me."

"Just restless for some reason." You tell him, and his hand is on your hip now.

"Is it because of what happened earlier?" He asks, referencing the drunken kiss you had given him.

"I was drunk. It meant nothing." You tell him, and he gives your hip a gentle squeeze.

"Nothing?" He asks, sounding a bit disappointed. "Didn't feel like nothing."

You turn around to face him, opening your mouth to speak when he grabs a lose piece or your hair, twirling it around his finger before tucking it behind your ear. "I want to kiss you again." He whispers, and you turn your head.

"I need some air." You tell him, and walk into his bathroom for a moment trying to compose yourself.

When you go back out after a few minutes, he's lying there, staring at the ceiling. He says nothing when you crawl back into the bed. "You okay, love? I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

"You didn't. I just-" you stop yourself, sighing. He rolls over to face you, propping himself up on his elbow.

"Just what? Not into me like that?" He asks, and you actually let out a laugh. "What's so funny?"

"I'd have to be blind not to be into you." You say, and he smirks at you. "I just you know, have a boyfriend."

"Do you love him?" He asks you, and you nod. "Are you IN love with him?" You shake your head. "That's your problem then. You want a love that completely consumes you. He isn't cutting it. You want something fun, risky, dangerous even."

That's exactly what you wanted. How did he know that? "Am I wrong?" You shake your head again.

He traces your cheek with the tips of his fingers, and your heart began to beat faster. He looks into your eyes, almost asking for permission before he leans down to press his lips to yours.

You don't push him away. In fact, you kiss him back. His tongue glides against your bottom lip, and you open up your lips to allow his tongue to touch yours.

Your body was on high alert now, and you didn't want him to stop. However, you reluctantly pull away first, turning your head away from him.

His fingers graze your inner thigh before he gently squeezes it. "Now, why don't you tell me why you really couldn't sleep?" He asks the question again.

"I was thinking about you." You tell him, and still don't look him in the eyes.

"And what were you thinking about?" He asks, his fingers dancing closer to your clothed cunt.

"Um." You start to say, and he moves his fingers back up, squeezing your thigh again. "How I have a boyfriend, and doing these things in my head is like cheating on him."

"Does he not make my princess feel good?" He questions, his hand sliding over your panties.

"He's alright." You tell him, shrugging your shoulders.

"If he's alright then why are you in my bed?" He asks you, and you hitch a breath at his words. "That's what I thought. Don't you want me to touch you? Or have my head in between those legs?"

"Drew." You try to say sternly, but it comes out as a whine.

"I won't touch you without your consent, love. You have to use your words and tell me what you want." He says into my ear, and you bite down on your lip. "I can make you feel good, princess."

"I don't doubt that." You joke, and Drew chuckles at your response. "I'm not a cheater."

"Never said you were." He responds, and presses a kiss to your cheek. "We both know we want this. Isn't it worth the risk?"

"I don't know." You tell him, and he presses a kiss to your jaw. "I can never think straight when it comes to you."

"Trust me, I know the feeling." He says, and your face heats up. "Been wanting this for a long time."

"Why me?" You ask, suddenly feeling insecure.

"Well, for starters, you're beautiful." He says, and you roll your eyes at him. "Second, you wear my shirts with nothing else but panties."

"That's how I sleep!" You defend, and he nods his head.

"Oh I'm sure it is, love." He says, laughing lightly before pressing a kiss to your lips. "Do you want me to touch you?"

You stare into those beautiful blue eyes, nodding your head. "Words, princess."

"Yes." You whisper, and his hand slides down from your cheek, all the way down to inside of your panties.

"You're so wet for me princess." He mumbles against your neck. "Let's take these off." You lift your hips, and he removes your panties. "Though I love you in my shirts, let's take that off too." You sit up to remove your shirt.

He eyes your body, and you become self conscious. You go to cover yourself, but he stops you. "No, love. Let me see all of you."

He moves to hover over you, and begins to kiss down your neck slowly. His tongue tracing your collarbone until it reaches your left nipple. He palms your right breast before switching sides. He's barely done anything, and your body feels like it could explode.

"Don't think of anything else other than me, understood?" He asks you, and you nod. He begins to trail kisses down your stomach. Then, he places his lips up, and down your thighs.

You never thought you'd see the day that Drew McIntyre had his fave between your legs, and honestly, it not a sight you'll ever be able to forget.

Your thoughts are interrupted when his warm tongue licks up your folds. Your hand immediately falls to his hair, fisting it. "Tastes so good, love." He says, placing his tongue on your clit, circling it just right.

Moans, and curses leave your mouth as he continues to pleasure you in ways you never thought were possible. He slowly slides one finger inside of you. "So tight, princess."

"More, please." You beg him, and he adds another finger. He curls them both tight inside you. "Fuck, Drew."

"That's right, love. Moan my fuckin' name." He groans, and attaches his tongue back to your clit.

You begin to buck your hips up, but he presses them down to the bed. Taking control as he ate you like his last meal.

"You're squeezing my fingers, love. Cum for me." He groans, his own hips thrusting into the mattress for his own relief.

"Drew." You moan, and he looks up at you, his tongue and fingers not stopping. "Right there, fuck."

The warmth in your stomach builds and builds until your back is arching off the bed, and his name falling from your lips. His fingers work through your orgasm before he brings them up to his lips, sucking them clean.

He let's you catch your breath before he hovers over again. You reach up to touch his face, and he rests his forehead against yours. "More." You beg him, and you feel him remove his boxers.

"Want me to fuck you?" He asks nonchalantly. You nod quickly, and he presses his lips to yours before sitting back to align himself with you. "You're sure?"

"Please." You beg, and he slowly sinks himself into you. Spreading you wife open, and the vein in his neck bulges out at the sensation. "Fuck, you're huge."

"And you're tight." He says, and you run your hands through his hair. "My pretty princess." He whispers, pressing his lips to yours.

He pulls out slowly, thrusting back into you. "You can go faster." You tell him, and he smirks at you.

"I'm taking my precious time with you, love." He says, slowly thrusting himself in and out of you. "Been waiting years to get inside of you."

You surprise him by grabbing his hand, sliding it up to your throat. His eyes grow even darker, and you smirk up at him. "Full of surprises aren't you?"

You shrug your shoulders, and he begins to thrust harder into you, using his grip on your throat as leverage. You look at his muscled bicep, the veins in his arm protruding at the force he was using to pound himself into you.

He removes his hand from your throat, and you whimper at the loss of contact. He bends down to kiss your neck before bringing his head back to press a kiss to your lips. "Leave him." He groans, and your eyes fly to his. "Fucking leave him, and you can have me."

"I've been yours for years now. You know that." You pant, and he pushes one leg up to his shoulder.

"My princess." He says, and you nod. He slows down his thrusts again, your leg falling from his shoulder. "Mine." He mumbles before biting down on your neck.

"I'm yours." You tell Drew, and he reaches his hand down to rub your clit. You whimper, and he rests his sweaty forehead on yours again.

"Give it to me again, love." He whispers, and you wanted to hold off so bad, but he had the magic touch. "Come on princess."

"Want me to cum for you, daddy?" You ask him, and he halts all movement.

"What did you just call me?" He asks you, hitting you with a deep thrust. "Say it again. Now."

"Daddy." You whimper, and he begins to thrust his cock into you deeper. You scratch down his back, breaking skin. "Sorry."

"Keep doing it. Want the world to know I fuck my girl so good she has to leave marks." He says, and that was it for you. With one more deep thrust, he has you screaming his name, nails scratching down his back.

He slows down his thrusts, and pulls out, stroking himself until he releases himself onto your stomach, your name falling from his lips.

He looked like a God with his sweaty body, and his hair a mess. "Let's get you cleaned up." He says, pulling you with him into the shower.

You gasp when you see his back when he bends over to start the shower. "Oh my god, Drew!"

He turns to the mirror looking at his back with a smirk. "Did it feel good?" He asks you, and you know what he's talking about.

"Yes." You tell him, and he shrugs his shoulders.

"Then don't worry about it, princess." He says, guiding you into the shower first.

"That's going to sting when you get in the water." You say with a pout, and Drew just smiles at you.

"It doesn't hurt, love. Felt real good when you did it to." He says, and joins you in the shower.

Moments of silence pass, and you just stand there, your arms wrapped around his waist. "So, are you really going to leave him?"

"Yes." You answer without hesitancy. "What does this mean for us?"

"Well, once you've broken up with him. I want you coming straight here so I can ask you a very important question." He says, kissing your forehead.

"And what would that be?" You ask him, and he pulls you back to look at him.

"I guess you'll have to wait until you come back." He says, kissing your nose.

"I won't make you wait long." You tell him, and he smiles at you.

"Good cause I've waited long enough to make you mine. I don't want to waste another second." He says, finishing up washing your body.

You both step out of the shower, and he hands you another one of his shirts, and a pair of his underwear. "Come on, love. Let's get some sleep."