#yandere jock x reader

[purerae]

how would the yanderes react to u getting hit on by a stranger when ur out on a date with them

features ;; yandere!playboy and yandere!jock :p

YANDERE!PLAYBOY — Kieran.

LOL, he’d be so so mad but would hide it behind a smirk. You’d think he genuinely doesn’t care while the guy’s talking to you—but you know him better than that. The way Kieran’s fist clenches at his side? Yeah, that says everything.

He’d just watch for a while, scoffing at the absolute audacity of the man to hit on you when hes right there! The mans totally ugly and not your type and stupid and dumb and—.

Once he grows bored of the conversation (in other words gets extremely jealous) , he’d wrap his arm around your waist and peck your neck—right in front of the guy—making it so awkward because it was so abrupt. Kieran, of course, would flip it right back, weirding the guy out by flirting with him instead. He’d bat his lashes all flamboyantly and go, "Oh, I’d be glad to take you on a date, babe!" just to mess with him.

After the poor guy finally leaves, Kieran’s cocky smirk would turn to you as he wraps both arms around your waist. His chin on top of your head, as he laughs. He knows you hate PDA, but he doesn’t care right now. These idiots should know you’re his, right? “I should lock you right up~! you’re popular aren’t ya princess?” his smile drops but the cheery tone in his voice remains.

YANDERE!JOCK — Alex.

Alex would go into full on panic mode for a few seconds, his puppy-dog eyes rapidly flicking between you and the guy, his eyebrows twisted in confusion. Can’t this weirdo see him practically clinging onto you while you wait in line for the café he’s been begging you to visit with him??

He’d quickly break out of his trance, Alex would not entertain the man at all as the 6’6 jock takes a step forward; looming over the stranger with a fake smile on his face. “Hey dude! is there a problem?” He tries to act cool and nonchalant but fails miserably; struggling to decide on maintaining his sunshine persona infront of you, or threatening the guy.

He’d most definitely scare the guy off with his physically imposing body, watching him leave the cafe with narrowed eyes and furrowed brows— gripping your hand tightly before looking down to see you tugging on the sleeve of his shirt. His face dropping into a pout with beady eyes staring into yours as he holds both your hands and puts it to his face. “You’re too pretty cutie!” He whines childishly, kissing your knuckles. “Look at all these guys staring at you! You’d pick me and only me, right?”

[droaxa]

awe yandere nerd is so cute!! i wonder how someone who acts oppositely to them would act as a yandere.

-🎀 anon

ooh you’re so right 🎀 anon, a yandere jock or popular kid would be interesting.. so here u are!

✧ yandere jock x reader

yandere jock who is one of the most popular guys at your university, everyone knows him. he plays basketball and is so charming that girls (and guys!) can't help but want to be around him, his handsome features totally help too.

yandere jock who you'd had some classes with in your freshman year. however, you hadn't seen him after that and forgot about him. but he couldn't forget about you

yandere jock who actually didn’t like you when he first met you, he thought you were too much of a doormat. he assumed off your quiet nature and antisocial tendencies that you couldn’t stand up for yourself or make your own decisions. and boy was he wrong

yandere jock who stumbles into you after class, well not really cause you hadn’t seen him yet. he watches a girl say somthing and shove you by your shoulder and he mentally scoffs ‘she gets bullied too? we’re in university i thought she’d grow a backbone by now’

yandere jock who is flabbergasted when you punch the girl straight in her face, she stumbles back, shocked, and curses you before running out the door and past yandere jock

yandere jock who is intrigued by your personality, so this is who you actually were. he tries to get closer to you: sitting beside you in lectures, talking to you after class, but just seem to hate him. often shutting down interactions or using the excuse that you’re busy to get away.

yandere jock who is frustrated but still dedicated, atleast until that semester ended. he’s annoyed because he never sees you anymore, and now that you didn’t have a shared class it’s even harder to catch you.

yandere jock who has you on his mind for the next two years, trying to make conversation with you whenever you saw he saw you. but the confused expression on your face said it all, your forgotten who he was.

yandere jock who’s fucking pissed, he spent two years thinking about you and you don’t even remember who he is? he makes it his life goal to make himself relevant to you. even if his ways were a bit.. unorthodox.

yandere jock who starts to pick on you, pushing you in the halls and spreading rumors about you. you’re confused, what did you even do to him? when you ask him, he just responds with “do i need a reason to?” with a tight grin.

quiet you who is now pissed. who did he think he was? a fucking gift from god that could do anything he wanted? you responds back with shoulder checking him in the hallways and pretending that he was bullying you and other students to the professors (well he kind of was wasn’t he?).

yandere jock who is mildly surprised, wow he knew you could fight back but this was different. he was flustered, you put all this effort into him?

yandere jock who retaliates with something a bit more extreme than you would’ve anticipated, he manages to convince one of the teachers that you cheated on a important test. the end of the year exam.

quiet you who is frustrated and angry, you’d worked your ass off to get that 95% and now he does this? oh it’s over for him

yandere jock who gets expelled from the university a week later. the reason? illegal drugs were found in his sports locker, not only was this against the school code but it put the basketball team at risk.

quiet you who pretends to not know anything, smirking as you get back into your study grind

yandere jock who decides that you need to be taught a lesson, although he’s not allowed on campus anymore, the girls dorms are in the edge of campus.

you wake up in the dark, what time was it? oh, just 2 am. you try to go back to sleep and hear some fabric rustling and you freeze. in the moonlit darkness of your room you can vaguely make out a shadowy figure at the foot of your bed.

your eyes widen and before you can scream or react, the figure leaps up and slams a rough hand over your mouth while keeping your body down with his own weight.

just as he leans over you, you make out his face as the moonlights from your window hits it. a strong face with messy hair you’d seen many times before. you didn’t think you’d see him again.

he grins manically, “you thought you could mess with me, forget about me and get away with it?” his voice breathy, like he was about to break into laughter at any moment.

you shake your head desperately no, tears form in your eyes as you register what’s going to happen to you.

he pressed you deeper into your pillow, your tears now running down your face and his hand. he then leans down to lick your salty tears off his hands and then your soft cheeks.

“fuck, i’ll make you understand why you shouldn’t forget about me”

[yaymiyas]

THE NIGHTMARE.

warning: yandere!jock, yandere tendencies, gn reader, manipulation, unwanted sexual advances

a/n: its shorts 🤫

you’ve finally were able to get some quiet time. your whole week as been packed with midterms and college apps, so you’ve decided to treat yourself to a sweet vist to one of your school libraries study rooms. the rooms weren’t anything to write home but they were functional enough to get a few hours of studying in. even though you could only get your hands on the study room that was way in the back, you were still happy you got one. walking down the hall, passing each clear glass room made you feel increasingly lonely. it has already been three months since your social life has been killed by to a few runors; that were completely untrue and deeply fabricated but nobody wanted to believe you.

it was agonizing at first; watching your friends avoid their gaze while they walked past you and even having your teachers give you some what of a cold shoulder become of it. from having to each lunch in your car to having to do group projects by yourself because the refusal to be in a group with you was always much stronger than the grip your history teacher had on the class. the longer the isolation prolonged, the easier it got for you to accept your own company. it felt nice honestly. it felt great being about to be at utter peace with yourself

giving yourself the opportunity to lean into the peace oozing from the room surrounding you, a few taps to the glass window caught your attention. you didn’t turn your head nor did you bother move a muscle. you knew who it was. who else would disrupt your peace other than noah muller. you have never voiced this out loud but you are fully convinced that he was the one who spread the rumors about you; who else other than that deranged freak would want to ruin your chances of normalcy. from the moment the two of you locked eyes, you knew he was nothing but a problem ready to happen. he never did anything objectively wrong. noah had good enough grades, was a pretty good/okay soccer player, seemingly good social reputation, and he wasn’t too bad on the eyes.

cutting your train of thoughts short, the thin door creaked at the hinges allowing you to know he was coming in. it would sound insane to want the only person who actually wants to talk to you to go away, but noah is a different case. a strange disturbed case you wanted nothing to do with but with the current circumstances, you would need to suck it up and he knew that. closing the door until a clicking sound was heard, noah slide his way into the seat right next to you. he wasn’t too far but he was too close for comfort, as the heat of his thigh was radiating and warming up yours. he must have noticed you were ignoring him, or at least attempting to ignore him because before you know it his warm hands met its way onto your upper thigh.

not wanting to make a scene, you stayed as still as you could. the room still being filled with laughing, keyboards, and chatter from the students around. the glass windows of the room leaving nothing to the imagination, so reacting to the sudden hand on your thigh would’ve sunk you into more isolation. more ridicule. more noah.

“y/n,”

his voice as quiet as a pencil hitting paper with a hint of teasing. he knew what he was doing, he knew what kind of control and affect he had over you because who else were you going to talk to and turn to? who else was there for you? nobody but noah. at this point, he was your whole school life. he could make or break you even worse. ignoring him was the best thing you could do because lashing out would have caused him to spread even worse things about you. slipping his index finger underneath the cloth of your shorts, you bucked your hips up to attempt to get him off. unfortunately, the only thing you did was make him move his seat closer. making sure the chair didnt make too much noise, noah lifted it up off the ground slightly putting the feet of the chairs right next to each other. with a smile on his face he sat down, putting his hand right where he left it.

“now, y/n”

he started, licking his lips and getting closer to your neck.

“you don’t want me to tell everybody here you were the one who pushed mrs. applebottom down the stairs now do you?”

[suiana]

Oooh your requests are open?? I'm a new anon and have been binge reading your works so I'm quite giddy cuz your works are astounding! Um, how about a star jock in University, known for being quite a blockhead but clingy and very possessive of the reader, a member of the student council? But when asked about his feelings for her, he'll just say "Oh! I'm her bestest friend!" But frothing in the mouth at the sight of another man with her *cough* other student council members *cough*

-🌷🐸🌸 Lillypad

✎ yandere! jock headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― obsessiveness, slightly delusional yandere, slight violence etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! jock who's known to be a himbo. cute and athletic but extremely airheaded at times! it's a wonder he's still passing his classes.

✎ yandere! jock who's a golden retriever type of boy. smiling happily at you, clinging to you like he'll die if he's not with you... it's really cute. plus he's sort of dumb and just tilts his head when he doesn't understand when you tell him something! it's super cute! like imagine a big muscly cute guy not understanding why it's wrong to beat up someone for confessing to you! it's kinda annoying but adorable all the same.

✎ yandere! jock who follows you around even when he's not supposed to. at this point he's an honorary member of the student council with how he just follows you into the meetings and has you sit in his lap. though he gives good suggestions and helps enforce the rules so he's not half bad :)

✎ yandere! jock who is madly in love with you. anyone with eyes and half a brain can tell except for you and him apparently. maybe it's the love effect or something but no matter how many times someone tells you he likes you, you don't believe it. how could he? he's just your best friend!

✎ yandere! jock who always freezes up and blushes every time you confront him on his feelings. even though the way you ask it is completely friendly, he can't help but think you might have some feelings too! he always daydreams about you admitting you have feelings for him all along... then a happy ever after~! but that probably won't happen, he can barely talk properly without mumbling and shitting about something else whenever you're on this topic!

✎ yandere! jock who you tutor on a regular basis. yes your majors may be different but you're smart so it's not really all that hard... so you offer to help him out, tutoring him so he can get better grades. it doesn't really work though, your jock can't help but get mesmerized with the way you talk, sit, breathe... anything you say goes in one ear and comes out the other. it's useless trying to tutor him anything at this point. because his mind is always full of you, you, you.

✎ yandere! jock who gets irrationally jealous whenever he sees you hanging out with someone other than him. especially if it's a guy. his heart swells with rage and an indescribable gnawing feeling at the mere sight that he can't help but land a punch on the guy's jaw for even existing. you always have to pull him away and calm him down :( it's a bit too overwhelming sometimes, you can't even talk with your professor without him glaring daggers at the old man!

✎ yandere! jock who would give up everything and anything for you. you're his beloved best friend after all! he'd give up his position as the star athlete and even his position at the university if he has to. anything for you. you're his best friend that he loves too much after all.

✎ "sweeth- my best friend! here, let me help you out! *punches through a wall*"

[wake-me-up-inside-imagines]

Hi there could I request a top male yandere popular jock with a bttm reader could it be nsfw as well as for the prompt it's all up to you.

Hi, sure thing! As per the ask, this whole thing's gonna be nsfw, so you've been warned!

I definitely feel like I could have written this better, but I hope you all enjoy it as it is.

Also, just want to clarity this now, Reader and Jason are in college. Jason's on a college level football team, just thought I'd clarify in case anyone was confused.

Yandere! Jock With A Bottom Reader

Male! reader

Warnings: Yandere behavior (I'm counting the possessiveness as yandere behavior), NSFW content, rough sex, degradation, orgasm denial, anal sex, creampie, exhibition, biting, marking, extremely possessive sex, minor threats of violence to other people (he would do worse if he wasn't so horny)

Divider credit goes to @cafekitsune

"Fuck, you're so tight. Tightest hole I've ever fucked. C'mon, keep clenching around me like that. You wanna make me feel good, don't you?"

You find it hard to reply with your face smushed up against the locker, your cheek pressing against your teeth. Jason's standing directly behind you, his back pressed firmly against yours as he holds your head against the locker. His fingers grip harshly at your hair, digging into your scalp as he gives a shallow thrust into your ass. The stretch is almost too much, but you bare it, allowing yourself to loosen up around Jason's cock.

If you were being honest, this was not how you envisioned the night ending. At least, not his exact way. You had assumed that after Jason's game, the two of you would meet up somewhere, you'd congratulate his victory, and then head back to his apartment, or go get dinner, or something along those lines.

So when Jason texted you to meet him at the locker rooms, you hadn't thought much of it. You were nervous about being near his teammates, they never really liked you all that much, but it made sense to meet your boyfriend where he'd be changing before heading out for the night.

What you hadn't expected was for him pull you into the now empty locker room the second you arrived, crashing his mouth against yours. You thought maybe he just missed you, but before you knew it, both of you lost your clothes, Jason's fingers buried themselves deep inside of you, and only moments later, he was pushing into you, groaning as he bottomed out in your ass.

You probably should have expected this. Jason never was one for shame, and besides, he was high off adrenaline, with no way to blow off steam. No way to blow it off, except for you, that is.

"C'mon baby boy, I need a verbal response. Cat got your tongue?"

Jason suddenly gave a harsh thrust into your ass, drawing a embarrassingly loud moan from your lips. You were rock hard, your dick slapping against your stomach as your body jolted forward. You would have been mortified if you were in your right mind, but at this point, the horniness had taken too deep a hold on your mind for you to care. All you wanted was for Jason to move, to wreck you, to pound you until you collapsed to the floor.

"Yrs," you mumble out. "Werna mke you eel grd." You try to buck your ass further into Jason's pelvis, but he stops you, keeping your hips steady with one hand.

Before you can blink, your head is getting yanked away from the lockers, allowing you to speak and breath normally. Jason removes his hand from your head grabbing your chin harshly, forcing you to look him dead in the eyes. It's painful for you to turn your neck so sharply, but you don't dare look way, not when Jason's looking at you with those intense, commanding eyes.

"Awe, poor baby. Can't speak properly." He mocks, bringing his face closer to yours. A smirk adornes his face, one your used to seeing by now, his teeth flashing menacingly. "Let's try that one more time, yeah?"

Despite the hold he has on your jaw, you nod, your eyes wide. "Yes," you whine out, much clearer than before. "Wanna make you feel good!"

His smirk only grows wider, his hold on your jaw growing impossibly tighter. "Yes what, sweetheart?"

You whimper at the lack of movement. You hated how he teased you, never giving you what you wanted until he decided he wanted to. "Yes sir."

"Good, good boy." Jason praises, the same stupid grin plastered on his face. his leans in to kiss you, and you go to meet him, your lips parting as you close your eyes. You can taste the sweat on his chapped lips, no doubt from the long, intense game he had just played. You guessed he'd probably end up even more sweaty before the night was through. You and him both.

He breaks away from you, his bare chest rising steadily as he takes in air. You look back at him, your chest halfway pressed against his, your eyes slowly opening as you wait for his next move.

Before you can blink, Jason's slamming your body against the lockers again, your chest pressed right up against the cool metal as your head snaps foreword. You don't get a warning before he thrusts into you, his pace beyond brutal as he presses himself as far as he can into your hole, his balls slapping up against your ass.

A loud, high pitched moan leaves your throat. He going so fast and so hard that it’s difficult for you to get your bearings. You place your hands on the lockers in front of you, trying to brace yourself against your boyfriend’s unrelenting pace. F-fuck, slow down! It’s too-too much!”

"Oh, is it?" Jason coos, leaning over you so his back is flush against yours, his head leaning on your shoulder. His muscular arms wrap themselves around your stomach, one of his wrists brushing the tip of your cock as he moves to hold you in place. "Maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to rile me up during one of the biggest games of the season. What did you expect to happen?"

"Wh-what?" You squeak out, your voice shaky from the unrelenting pleasure. You honestly have no idea what he was talking about. You hadn't even seen him before the game, so when could you possibly have riled him up?

"Don't play dumb sweet boy, you know what you did." He groans, slamming into you again and again, your body shaking under him. He loves seeing you like this, he loves seeing you beneath him, giving up control and letting him do as he pleases to get you both off. "You really think I wouldn't notice that sweet voice of yours calling my name in the stands? You think I didn't notice how you cheered for me whenever I made a play, calling out like I was the only one out there? You think I didn't notice how you smiled at me with that gorgeous little grin of yours? It was like you were begging me to rail you right then and there, I could barely focus on the game with you watching me with those eyes."

"Ah, ah, ah~" you whine, your hard dick leaking pre-cum all over your stomach. You had no idea you were doing anything to provoke Jason, you hadn't even realized he could hear or see you in the stands, but fuck, it felt so good to be taken like this that you found it hard to care that your innocent actions had stirred up a beast inside of Jason. You'd do it forever if it meant he'd make you feel this good afterwards.

Jason grunts behind you, giving a particularly hard thrust in your ass. "But the worst part of it all was that I wasn't the only one who was distracted." He chuckles darkly as you turn your head, confusion shining in your cock drunk eyes. "Oh no, you didn't think the others wouldn't be able to hear you, did you?" His thrusts become harsher, more brutal, if that was even possible. "Because they did. You should have seen them. They couldn't keep your eyes off of you. You know how it feels to have your whole team give your boyfriend lustful looks like that?"

Jason moves his head, opening his mouth and biting down hard on your shoulder. You cry out, the pain and pleasure almost unbearable for your overstimulated body. you knew you weren't going to leave this locker room without several marks all over you, but you couldn't complain. You liked how possessive Jason was over you, how he claimed you over and over and over again, never letting anyone doubt who you belonged to. You were his, and it turn, he was yours, you had not doubts about that.

He releases your skin, kissing the bite mark he left behind before moving to your neck, his lips brushing over your skin before he finds a spot to suck on. "I'll tell you what it's like. It's jealousy-inducing. It's blood-boiling. It's maddening. How dare they look at you like that? Like they'd ever get to have a chance with you? You're mine!" He bites down again and your hips jerk violently, your cock straining for release at the painful ecstasy you're experiencing. You feel him release you, his lips looking for another spot to mark up. "Mine, not theirs! They'll never have you, not like I do. I had to teach them that before they tried anything."

You turn your head to look to him again, your gaze half lidded. "I-oh shit, just like that...what? What-What lesson?" Your face suddenly shifts into an expression of understanding. "They can't...Are they watching right now?"

Jason smiles, this time a little kinder, kissing your forehead lightly. "Oh no baby, don't worry, they can't see you. I would never let them. This," a hand reaches down to your cock, wrapping around it and pumping it at a leisurely, almost teasing pace. "This is for my eyes only. I would never let them see you like this."

"But..." he continues, his smile growing more sinister. He speeds up, the sound of skin meeting skin and your moans of pleasure echoing off the walls. "they can certainly hear you. You didn't think they went home, did you?"

You tense up a little, your face flushing red with embarrassment. Jason's team was still there? And they're listening in? You hadn't seen anyone besides Jason on your way in, so where were they? Were they all standing behind the locker room doors, pressed up against them as they listened in on what their teammate was doing? Were they there the entire time you'd been going at it?!

The hand jerking you off quickens it's pace. A moan tries to force it's way out of your throat, but you stifle it, embarrassment flooding through you at the thought of multiple different men, none of whom you knew very well, if at all, listened in, getting hot and bothered to the sound of your pleasure.

"Ah ah ah," Jason scolds, placing his lips near your ear again. "Don't get all quiet on me now. What happened to all those pretty noises you were making?"

"I-mmmph," you stifle another whine, trying your hardest not to make any noise. You want to answer Jason, but you settle for keeping your mouth shut, too afraid of letting something slip to risk trying to talk.

"Hey," Jason grunts, annoyed with your antics. He suddenly stops moving, snatching away the pleasure you had been so desperately chasing. He takes his hand off your dick, holding it limply at his side instead. "I won the game today, remember? Don't you think I deserve some kind of reward?"

He watches as you nod hesantly, unsure of where he's going with this, but desperate for him to resume fucking you. "You know what I would like, more than anything?"

"N-no?"

He leans closer to your ear, his hot breath enveloping your skin. "What I want," he starts, his voice dangerously low, "is for you to scream my name. I want to remind everyone who you belong to. Can you do that for me?"

You don't answer for a moment, still embarrassed at the prospect of others nearby, but Jason gives one sharp thrust into you, which is all it takes to get you bobbing your head up and down at dangerous speeds. You feel immense relief when Jason picks up where he left off, this time letting all the noises you had been trying to muffle slip out in a torrent of incomprehensible noise. Screw whoever was behind the locker room doors, screw being quiet, you were so close to sweet release, and you refused to mess it up by being too quiet for Jason's liking.

"That's more like it!" Jason's voice comes from above you, his chin moving to rest on top of your bent head. "You didn't seem to mind them hearing you earlier, so why should you care now? Fucking slut. Probably wouldn't mind the whole team having a turn with you, would you?"

"No! No, only yours, don't want anyone else! Just you, only you!" You cry out, dick twitching as your guts get rearranged. Behind you, Jason's pace becomes clunky, more inconsistent. He's getting close, and based on the intense pangs building up in your stomach, you are too. "Shit, keep going, I'm so, so close!"

"Oh yeah?" He breathes out, his chest heaving with the effort of his strokes. "Then prove it. Prove who you belong to. Tell them who owns you!"

"You do!" You whine, your voice cracking. "You, only you, fuck Jason, I'm gonna cum, please don't stop!"

"I wouldn't dream of it." He growls back, picking up the pace. "Cum for me, show them how good I can make you feel."

He watches with fascination as your stomach tenses, your hardened dick spewing white hot cum all over your stomach and thighs, your dick twitching with each burst that comes out. You cry out with pleasure, and he feels pride bubbling in his chest at the reminder that only he can make you cum so hard your seeing stars, only he can see you so weak and pliant, and only he gets to cum inside of you, claiming you as his for the umpteenth time.

Your body shakes as you come down from your orgasm, legs trembling with the effort of keeping you up. You're faintly aware of Jason stilling inside of you, your ass growing warm with the influx of cum flooding your hole, your boyfriend's grunts and groans sounding out loudly in your ears. All the energy in your body has been sapped, leaving you a tired, panting mess under Jason's muscular body. You feel like collapsing, and you almost do, you knees buckling beneath you, before strong arms wrap themselves around you, holding you up by the stomach.

"Awe, poor baby's tired already." Jason taunts, his signature smirk reappearing on his face. He moves one arm up your back and the other down to the back of your knees, swooping you up in a princess carry, holding your tired body close to his sweaty chest. "And you didn't even do anything! I've been running around all day, tackling people, sweating my ass off, and you're tired after just one round?

You rest your head on his shoulder, closing your eyes in bliss. Despite his teasing, you feel safe in Jason's arms, safe enough to forget that his teammates are still there, outside the door.

You let him hold you for a while, trying to catch your breath, jolting a little when he suddenly lowers himself onto a seat nearby. As he sits down, he hooks the pile of clothes you two made with his foot, dragging them toward you two until it's close enough for him to reach with his hands.

"Here." He says, putting you down next to him. "I've got your clothes. Get dressed. We aren't going out there naked." He stands back up, grabbing his own clothes before putting them on, covering his sweaty skin with cleaner clothes.

You follow suit, albeit slower than your boyfriend. You use your boxers to wipe off the cum on your body, reminding yourself to change them when you get back home. Your muscles ache with every movement, your tired limbs in no rush to clothe you in a timely fashion. By the time you finish, Jason's staring at you, watching your every move with bored looking eyes.

"You done?"

You nod. "Sorry for taking so long."

Jason sighs before moving towards you, wrapping his arm around your shoulder as you two walk towards the door. "It's fine. Save what energy you can while you can. It's gonna be a long night for you." He chuckles at the confused look on your face, his eyes twinkling. "What, you didn't think that was it, did you? Oh no babe, by the time I'm done with you. every muscle in your body's gonna be sore. Be prepared."

You would have responded to him, but before you could, he pushes open the doors, stepping out into the gym beyond them.

Sure enough, his teammates are there, all strewn about in different locations. Most of them look preoccupied with their phones, but you can see the redness on a couple of their faces, not to mention more than one hard on showing through their pants. Some of them look up as you to pass by, but they quickly look away, whether it be from the sight of the hickeys and bite marks on your neck, or because Jason glares at them the second he sees their heads shoot up.

Neither of you say anything as you exit the building, or as you make it to Jason's car. As soon as he unlocks it, you open the door to the passenger seat, sitting down on shaky legs as you wait for Jason to hop in with you.

Eventually he does, but to your surprise, he doesn't start the car. Instead, he turns to you, grabbing your chin with his hands and smashing his lips onto yours. The force shocks you, but you eagerly reciprocate, letting him shove his tongue down your throat while you moan into his mouth.

"Mine." He mumbles against your lips, his eyes slight.y parting to look at you. "Mine. Nobody touches you, nobody looks at you, except for me. I'll beat the shit out of the next person to even glance at you. Understand?"

You nod slightly, breaking apart from him to catch your breath. "Yours." You whisper back. "Only yours."

"Good." He murmurs. He pulls away to start the car, but before he does, he grabs his phone, opening it up to text somebody. You don't pay much attention to that though. You let your mind wander, imagining what Jason will do to you once you get back to his apartment. You have no doubt he'll make good on his promise to make your whole body sore, but the more you think about it, the harder it becomes to suppress a shiver of delight.

You can't wait to see what he has in store for you.

I hope you enjoyed!

[bay-sil]

Yandere jock

𝙹𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚅𝙿 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖. 𝚃𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚜, 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙷𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚜.

𝙰𝚜 𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜. 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚙𝚜. 𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚐𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎. 𝙰 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚒𝚛. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚛 "𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗?" 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 "𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗!?" 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘-𝚌𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 "𝚂𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗, 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝟻" 𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛?

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 ��𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚜𝚎𝚝?

𝙼𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 "𝙰𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚔?" 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙷𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛 "𝙾𝚑 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚑, 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍" 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 "𝙾𝚑 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝" 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 "𝙳𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎?" 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚕𝚢 "𝙽𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚗𝚘" 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎. 𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚝𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙶𝙿𝚂 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 "𝙸'𝚖 𝚈/𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜" 𝚑𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 "𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑! 𝙽𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖, 𝙸'𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚛". 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕, 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙸𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚛 "𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗����𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗, 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝?" 𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 "𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚑! 𝚂𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗" 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝.

𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙹𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗.

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Yandere Jock X F! Bookworm reader pt 2

Graduation

Tw: manipulation, degrading language, possessive behavior, bondage, dubcon, spankings, bribery

A/N: Sorry this took a long time. Finals are coming up next week.

Kofi: Wanna buy me a coffee?

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@azoart

Brad, the jock who took your virginity in a library, has surprisingly been a good boyfriend. He cuddles you every night, gives you all the clothes you can want, and gives you attention every day. Though, you practically live at his house now. Luckily, your parents didn't know a thing since they've been overseas since you started dating him.

"Honey, I can't believe we're graduating tomorrow," He coos, spooning you from behind. "Do you have any plans for afterward?"

He hopes you'll say no. The university should've rejected you, especially with all the money he offered them if they did.

"I am going to start getting ready for college. I got accepted into my dream college! Can you believe it?" You cheer, turning towards him with loving eyes.

"Oh, I sure can," Brad replies, barely hiding the discontent in his voice.

You've been dating him for six months. You knew every little cue and behavior when it came to him. You know when he's upset about something.

"Babe, what's wrong?" You ask, placing your hands on his bare chest.

"It's nothing, sweetie. We should probably get dressed. Graduation is in two hours," Brad replies, getting up from the bed.

As much as he is possessive and obsessive, he could never hurt you. He knew how much you looked forward to going to your dream college. Even though it pains him to let you go to college around all those other drunk, handsy, aggressive frat boys.

"Ok, I call the shower first," You say, getting up and walking into the bathroom.

You turn on the shower and look at your products next to his. You are practically his wife now. In fact, you two even share everything. Although, you would like a bit of personal space from time to time. Luckily, the distance between you and Brad should give you that.

"Babe, mind if I join you?" Brad asks, knocking on the bathroom door.

Of course, he can't stay away from you for long in the morning. He always liked his morning cuddles. Though, most of the time, cuddles turn into something more sexual.

"Come on in, Brad. The water always seems a bit warmer when you're near," You say, opening the shower door.

Brad steps into the shower and goes behind you, arms wrapping your waist. He presses your butt against his crotch and keeps the position. You can feel his dick press against your entrance begging to be let in.

"Brad, can you grab the shower head? I wanna wash my hair for graduation," You tease, bending over to show your pussy more.

Brad's dick jumps excitedly, and you can feel his precum dripping onto your sex.

"S-Sure thing, Y/N!" Brad stutters, taking the shower head down and placing it between your legs.

You stand up as a jolt of pleasure goes through your spine. Brad forces you back down and masturbates as you moan.

"That's right, babe. Let me get you off."

"Brad, I'm close!"

Brad switches the pressure settings, and you go over the edge. You release and practically have to have Brad's arms keep you from falling to the floor. Brad holds both sides of your ass and places his face onto your pussy. He laps up your cum and juices, making you twitch again. You see his dick and wrap your legs around his upper body to keep you in place. He stands up, and that's when you take the opportunity to give him an upside-down blowjob. You wrap your soft lips around his tip and lightly kiss and suck it. Brad's legs buckle a bit, then you decide to play dangerously and put his whole dick in his mouth. Your hands play with his balls, stimulating the boy whose semen you wanted oh so much.

Brad makes you cum again, and you moan, his dick still in your mouth. He cums shortly after, his hot cum shooting into your mouth. You let go of his upper body and dick, letting Brad sink to the tub floor.

"You ok, babe? Was my mouth that good?" You ask, giggling as Brad's eyes begin to become unfocused.

"Yes, yes, it was. That was one of your best blowjobs. I guess playing with my balls made the difference," Brad says, using the shower head to clean you. "We should probably wash ourselves so we don't smell like shower sex at graduation."

"I guess you're right," You say, grabbing a shower gel.

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Graduation was an exciting moment. Once you have a diploma, you begin to think about your relationship with Brad.

He's a great guy. He treats me well and knows to pleasure me. But it is very unnerving how Brad gets jealous. My pre-calc teacher still won't look into my eyes anymore. Besides, we're both going to college. Maybe we should break up?

"Y/N? Y/N! You were spacing out on me. I asked if you wanted takeout," Brad says as he unlocks his car.

"Um...takeout's fine. Your choice," You respond, getting inside and taking off your graduation cap.

"What's wrong, honeybun? Feeling hangry?" Brad asks, slipping a hand around your ass.

"It's just that we won't be able to see each other often in college-"

"I know, but we can make this relationship work."

"Brad, we should break up."

Brad slams on the brakes, and you hold onto your seatbelt.

"You want to what?"

Brad's face twisted with anger, his face flushing with blood. You've never seen him like this. He drives the car straight to his house and barely avoids the mailbox.

"Get out," Brad says, parking and unlocking his car.

You shakily unbuckle yourself and step out of the car. Brad grabs your arm and pulls you inside.

"Brad, you're hurting me!" You squeal, trying to remove his hand.

"Shut up, slut!" Brad yells,  throwing you on the couch and locking the front door.

Hearing Brad call you a slut pierced your heart. He completely shattered your feelings.

"You're so stupid sometimes. I thought I made it clear that we'll be together forever. There is no breaking up," Brad growls, walking around the living room. "Looks like I have to show you my feelings again. Take your gown off."

"No. I'm not your little sex doll to use whenever you're horny or frustrated. This relationship isn't good for either of us!" You rebuttal, closing the distance between you and Brad. "I love you, Brad. But I can't take the jealousy around everyone in my life anymore. I need distance. We need distance."

"We need intimacy. We need love. You've been pulling away from me as school started to end. We're both adults. Let's talk or work this through."

Brad wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you to his chest.

"I love you, Y/N. Please don't leave me," Brad pleads, hugging you tighter. "You won't slip away from me."

You feel the air slip out of your mouth, and your eyes begin to get tunnel vision. You pass out in Brad's arms.

"I'll love you forever and forever," Brad coos, taking you into his arms.

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When you wake up, you're in front of a table and strapped to a chair. You feel something soft underneath you.

"Brad, where are you?" You groggily ask, lifting your head.

"You're sitting on me, honeybun. I wanted us to be close for dinner. I hope you like the spaghetti and wine!" Brad coos, using his free hand to twirl a fork. "I hope you like the outfit I provided."

You look down and see yourself wearing red lingerie over a see-through robe.

"Now say 'ah'!" Brad commands, putting the fork near your mouth.

You turn your head, but Brad grabs your chin and forces it open. You feel the fork go into your mouth. After nearly choking on the noodles, you cough.

"Brad, I'm sorry. I'm your stupid, attention-seeking, slutty girlfriend! Just please let me go!" You cry, shaking in your restraints.

Brad undoes the restraints, and you fall onto the table when you try to stand up.

"Baby, why would you describe yourself with such vile words?" Brad asks, taking you into his arms.

"That's what I am, right? You said it yourself," You begin to cry as you remember Brad yelling at you.

"Oh baby, what have I done? I didn't mean any of that. I'm the slut. I fucked other girls to get your attention before we started dating. You've done nothing but share the same loyalty I have for you in this relationship," Brad consoles, letting you cry on him. "I promise I'll make this right."

You don't know if it's the lack of oxygen or the dehydration from all the crying, but you ask Brad for the unthinkable.

"Brad, have sex with me," You say, looking at your boyfriend with teary eyes.

"What?"

"Have sex with me. I've always had sex with you because you wanted it. It's time for you to do something for me, for once."

"Y/N, I'd kill for you. You know that, right?"

"I know, and that's part of why I love you and want to break up. You can't focus your entire life around me."

"Honeybun, tonight-no this whole summer, is going to be about you!"

Brad throws you over his shoulder and carries you to his bedroom. He turns on the light and puts you on the covers. You back up until you feel the bedframe. Brad strips till he's naked, and watch Brad crawl towards you like a predator about to pounce on its prey. His eyes are full of love and lust, and there are practically hearts in his eyes.

"You better get ready because I'm going to make all of your body feel loved tonight," Brad flirts, closing the distance and spreading your legs. "Maybe a bit of nostalgic foreplay before the main event?"

Brad's hand goes to your butt and gently rubs it.

"Brad, maybe we should think about this?" You suggest, trying to hold him off as you start to regret what you asked of him.

Brad kisses your neck and cheek.

"Sorry, babe. I'm giving you all of my love tonight," Brad replies, gently turning you onto your stomach. "God, I'm-you're going to enjoy this."

Brad peels off your panties and begins to spank and kiss your ass.

"Brad!" You accidentally moan, putting your face into his cologne-smelling pillow.

"Yes, honey! Feel the pleasure!" Brad moans, spanking your ass harder and faster.

"Ooh, I can't take it anymore!" You whimpered, feeling the pleasure build-up and release.

Brad sticks three fingers in your sex and pulls them out to taste your cum. He sticks his cum covered fingers in his mouth like a hungry animal and practically shivers with pleasure from the taste.

"Brad, I-I think I'm ready," You stammer, nervous about how rough Brad is going to be.

"Don't worry, I won't get rough unless you want me to," Brad reassures, lovingly squeezing your butt.

You flip onto your back and spread your legs for him. Brad positions his hips so it lines up with your vagina. Brad sees how nervous you are and kisses you as a distraction. He manages to put half of his dick inside before you notice.

"Brad!" You squeal, feeling his arms wrap around you. Preparing to begin thrusting.

"It's ok. It's ok. Brad isn't going to hurt you again," Brad coos, kissing down your neck.

You wrap your arms around his upper body and look into his eyes.

"Do it," You say.

Brad kisses you on the lips and puts his whole dick inside you. You both moan from the feeling, and that's when Brad begins to lose himself. Brad's thrusts start to become fast and erratic. However, you feel euphoric and want this moment to last forever.

"Oh fuck, baby! Keep going!" You encourage, moving your hands down to Brad's ass. You spank and grope his ass. "Keep going! Keep going!"

"I'm going to fill you up with my love! All of it!" Brad moans, starting to drool like a dog. "OH SHIT! I'm cumming! Fuck!"

Brad cums in you while thrusting and eventually slows to a stop to orgasm. He cums inside you two more times and crashes on top of your body.

"Brad, that was wonderful," You compliment, stroking Brad's hair.

Brad kisses your boobs and lets one hand playfully rub a nipple.

"I'm glad I made you happy," Brad says, kissing your forehead. "And don't you worry your little head about getting pregnant. I bought multiple packs of the morning-after pill. I remember how worried you were about getting pregnant after your first time in the library."

"Great, hand me one," You say, lovingly looking into Brad's green eyes.

"Sweetie, that's for in the morning. In case you haven't noticed, I haven't pulled out of you yet. I'm not going to let any of my love go to waste, even if it's a wet dream."

"Brad, I love you," You say.

You feel Brad's dick harden inside you after you say the words.

"I love you too, honeybun!" Brad exclaims, excitedly kissing you on the lips.

[yanyanboi]

Yandere jock x fem reader pt1

Pt2: https://www.tumblr.com/yanyanboi/737909812475691008/yandere-jock-x-fem-reader-pt2

Ok so this is my first post so please be nice, and im also dyslexic so my spelling and grammar is not going to be good but please bare with me, this will be a reader with she/her pronouns because those are my pronouns and it’ll be easier for me to write that but I’ll write other pronouns (he/him they/them etc) once I feel more confident to do so, but other wise enjoy this yandere oc.

Yandere jock met reader in his freshman year, once he sees her at freshman orientation he was just amazed by her, like hypnotized by her beauty, of course he didn’t talk to her nonono because he was just a nobody at that time, like sure reader was also a freshman but she was beautiful and so out of his league, so yandere jock joined the football team in hopes to impress reader, and when yandere jock went home that day he told his rich ceo father (that is also a yandere for his mother) that he found the most beautiful girl today and that he just joined the football team to impress her, and boy or boy if you thought that yandere jock was just going to have this cute little crush on reader well you are totally wrong because after telling his father that by the way never showed any interest or fatherly affection towards him in any shape or form now was suddenly smiling at him and is talking about how “proud” and “happy” that yandere jock has finally found “the one” for him, so not only is this “yandere” gene somehow in his bloodline but also his father is extremely proud and encouraging of this behavior. Yandere jock will ask his father how to stalk and “protect��� reader which his father is all but happily telling him the secrets about getting away with these things in the name of “love”, and yandere jock will be stalking, stealing, killing in the name of love while never actually introducing himself to reader because he deemed himself not worthy of her time, until his senior year when yandere jock has gotten the respect of the whole school, he has fan girls in different school districts and football scouts just begging for him to join there teams, he is definitely going to be apart of the NFL, and has the money (from his father that will be 100% willingly to help out his son because he knows what it’s like to be “inlove”) to support and provide for reader for to do ever she wants.

It’s the first day of yandere jocks senior year and he is just so excited that he has not gotten a blink of sleep, not because it’s his last year in high school or that he can go to college and play with the best of the best instead of playing with freshmen that just gotten out of middle school, no, it’s none of that but it’s because the first day of his senior year he’ll finally talk to her, yandere jock has finally deemed himself worthy to talk and be with his gorgeous little reader, and yandere jock has the perfect plan on how to do this, he’ll be looking in his locker before school starts, while he’s doing this yandere kick will make sure that his locker is blocking readers locker (he and his father made sure that readers locker is next to his) and when reader asked for yandere jock to move that his when he’ll make his move and flirt with reader until she is just a blushing mess, that is until the bell for first hour rings and coincidence reader has the same class as him, actually reader has ALL of her classes with him not his weight or gym class, because that is just to much for his fragile little reader that shouldn’t even have to pick up anything because that his why yandere jock got fit and strong, to do things for reader, anyways during yandere jock and readers first class they will sit next to each other and that is when yandere jock will really flirt with reader, because yandere jock knows so much about reader he’ll be the perfect potential boyfriend for her, yandere jock will know what makes readers stomach do flips and what gives her the ick, and once reader gets with yandere jock (which would happen in like the same month they “met”) she will see what he truly is as time goes by, or will she?!?

Sorry it’s really late and I’m tired to continue but I hope y’all like this and please comment on how you feel about yandere jock, I really want to name him Elliot or something fancy because his father is this rich guy that loved those type of names, also I see yandere jock to be 6,4ft yes he is a big boy with muscles that make him look like a fireman, and yandere jock is 100% Mexican and can speak fluent Spanish and English

[be-xkyy]

Tw: unprotected sex, rough sex, jealousy, mild abuse, insults, reader bimbo.

Yandere bf! Jock who is the star captain of the school's football team.

He is truly the golden boy.

With his gorgeous smile, blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair. He is surrounded by girls constantly, beautiful girls but he only has eyes for his dumb cute cheerleader girlfriend, YOU.

Always sucking his dick before a game letting him film you as he cums all over your face, pumping his cock until ropes of thick cum paint your face ruining your makeup and staining your hair, he rubs his cock against your shiny lips.

“Ugh– that was so good– what do you say sweetie?”

“Thanks for cumming on my face daddy~”

He smiles when he sees you cheering him on during the game jumping up and down, he licks his lips when he sees your cute little ass and tits bouncing in that tight uniform, you wiggle your pom poms vigorously and blow him a kiss when you see him looking at you. So fucking sweet.

The one who fucks you in the empty locker room after every game, fucking you sweetly when he wins, sucking on your tits, leaving kisses and bites all over your neck as his cock buries deep inside you, he murmurs sweet nothings against your ear.

“Such a pretty girl– so sexy when she cheers on her man”

“God your pussy wants some attention, should I rub it? Of course she wants to fuck– she begs me to rub it”

“I'm gonna give you the best orgasm of your life babe, you'll be full of my cum until next week– Ha”

Oh... but when the team loses he's completely different.

Like now.

He drags you down the halls walking straight to the locker room pushing you inside roughly ignoring your whimper of pain as he locks the door, you rub your arm and try to talk to him “Baby that hurts–”

“Shut the fuck up bitch! What the fuck was that out there?! Were you flirting with the captain of the other team?!”

His voice is filled with anger, he looks at you with furious eyes and you try to back away when he gets closer which seems to annoy him more, he grabs you by the arms pushing you face down on the bench and growls against your hatred.

“Answer me fuck! What the fuck were you doing talking to him? Do you want to bounce on his dick just because he won? Huh?!”

“No! I just wanted to be nice–”.

“Liar! Shit you want to drive me crazy, is that it?! I'm not an idiot I know what I see!”

He yells at you not even letting you finish, he pulls down your extra shorts and panties hard scratching your legs, his hand quickly pulls out his cock the vein running through it is swollen and the weeping tip is red.

“I'm gonna fuck you until you come to your senses you stupid girl. There's no one like me! I'm the only one who would want a girl as dumb as you!”

With that he rams you in all the way, his cock touching your cervix and his balls slapping against your ass, he fucks you mercilessly as his hands squeeze your ass cheeks his fingers dig into your skin tomorrow you'll have bruises.

“Silly girl, acting like a whore... like she doesn't have her man watching her”

Annoyed murmurs escape his lips as he pounds into you like an animal in heat, you let out high pitched moans hiding your face in your arms, he fucks you like he wants to rearrange your insides. Your eyes roll back with each thrust that abuses your G-spot.

“Who’s the only one for you? Come on tell me who’s fucking you so good?”

He asks between gasps and grunts clearly getting close to the edge, your dumb brain takes a while to understand his question not being able to think of anything else but his cock deep inside your pussy, you reply between moans.

“You! You’re the only one for my daddy! You, you, you!”

“Good girl, at least you’re smart about something~”

Your walls clench at his words and you squeeze your eyes shut, your skin is hot and you feel fire in your veins, the orgasm is approaching and your toes curl as you cum your love juices wet his cock.

He growls as your walls clench tightly around his throbbing cock and as his body tenses with the impending orgasm he pulls out of your pussy pumping furiously as he explodes, covering your ass and back with his hot cum that stains your top.

“Shit— that was great, that's a nice pussy you have baby”

He says as he smears his cum all over your back and ass with his fingers and you hum tiredly but happily, the moment interrupted when someone tries to open the closed door, the handle turning vigorously.

“What are you doing in there? Open the door right now!”

Damn it, it's the coach...

[obsessivevoidkitten]

Male Harem of Bullies

Kinktober Day 9: Bullies/Gang Bang

Four Male Animal-Human Hybrid Yanderes x Feminized Male Ferret-Hybrid Reader CW: Noncon, ass eaten like it's groceries, bullying, fivesome, gang bang, double penetration, triple penetration, more double penetration, forced feminization, crossdressing, kidnapping, non-human genitalia, massive horse dick, colossal rhino cock, slimy reptilian dicks, rhino-man, horse-man, lizard-man, bull-man, male harem, oral sex, anal sex, bottom reader, general yandere behavior Word Count: 2k (Slightly different from my initial vision but much better imho, made to be expanded on with drabbles involving each man, possibly multiple drabbles with each exploring different situations.)

Baryn the Bully. A brash, arrogant, cocky, oversexed rhino hybrid jock who thought more with his dick than his brain. He was the star of the college's football team, so of course, he was extremely popular.

You were the complete opposite. A small, intelligent, and soft spoken male ferret hybrid. A total nerd. Always kept your head down, and often between the pages of a book.

While he was a bit rude to the other geeks, he reserved his worst behavior for you. Trapping you in your locker, pantsing you, making fun of you.

There wasn't any recourse. There was no way the college was going to punish their most talented football player. And you weren't made of money, you couldn't just transfer to another school.

And you didn't want to leave anyway! Why should you? You liked your classes, you had friends in your dorm, and you only lived one town away from family. You could handle a little bullying if it meant keeping all those perks. Not to mention the campus library. It was colossal. And where you spent the vast majority of your spare time.

That's where you were on the night of the big football game, in the library studying with your friend, and roommate, Nat. With the vast majority of students preparing to watch the game with their friends from their dorms or attend live, the library was nearly empty.

"I have to use the restroom, I'll be right back."

Nat made a sound of acknowledgment as he continued his studies.

On your way out of the restroom, you smacked right into Baryn. A wall of thick grey muscle. What the hell was he doing in the library at all, let alone before a big game? You flicked your tail nervously as he smirked at you wickedly. You only saw that expression on him before he bullied you in some way. You noticed he was carrying a large gym bag.

"Just who I was looking for!"

Baryn gave you no time to complain as he quickly stuffed you into the duffel bag and left. It stank heavily of the rhino's heady musk, the smell making you quite a bit dizzy. You had no idea where he was taking you. Despite your shouts and thrashing, no one stopped to help. Either they were too scared of the big rhino-man, or they recognized him and figured it was just a silly jock or frat prank.

And you had thought it was some fucked up joke too. Maybe he was going to keep you in this bag during the game or put you in a locker, but it was far worse than that.

You felt the bag being set down gently. It was opened soon after that. You immediately leapt out, claws at the ready. You scratched and bit at Baryn's tough skin. You didn't even register that he was naked. He chuckled as the most you managed to do was cause a stray trickle of blood here and there.

"Love it when ya start throwin' a hissy fit."

He smacked your ass playfully before  he started removing your clothing. By then, tears were running down your face as you cried in frustration.

"F-fuck off! Give me m-my clothes!"

He sat on the sofa and pulled you into his lap. A strong hand was over your mouth, and he held you close, forcing you to lean back into his chest. He nuzzled your neck, careful not to poke you with the horn that tipped his nose.

"Just relax, darlin." You're gonna help me and the bros with a lil' pre-game tradition we have."

He took his free hand and fondled your cock and balls.

"We always have a good fuck before a big game! The gals we normally use weren't available for the job. It's super easy, y'all ain't even gotta do any work. Just be a good fleshlight for us."

At that, you thrashed and let out muffled screams, you didn't want this fucker's dick in you. Just then, the door burst open, and the other top three football players who were members of Baryn's frat barged in.

Mikael, the part horse hybrid. He was really tall but still pretty muscular. His ears and tail were the only visible horse traits, but there were rumors his dick was horse-like, too.

Alvaro, the lizard hybrid. He was a bit short but extremely strong. Eyes like a snake, with scales framing his face and covering his arms, legs, and tail.

The final one inside was Krash, at least that's what everyone called him. He was a bull man. He was as tall and muscled as Baryn, but fur covered his entire body with the exception of his face. He was also equipped with two large curved horns.

All of your bullies were assembled to make your life worse.

"Yo, you already started without us?" Inquired Alvaro.

"Nah, I was just explaining the job to our new girlfriend. About how she just has to stay still and let it happen. I hadn't gotten to the part about how we decided that she would be our girlfriend permanently, though," explained Baryn.

You were trembling. The way that they were staring at you. The way they were talking. They were insane.

Mikael leaned down and licked up your tears before chuckling.

"Aww, don't be scared. We won't hurt you, cutie. You're lucky. We all wanted to share a girlfriend for our pre-game tradition, and we all had a crush on you! Don't you feel lucky?" he said in a mocking tone.

"Course we're all bi, but kinda prefer women. More acceptable for my family, too. So we've decided that you're a lady now. And none of us gentlemen would bully a lady, so if you cooperate, we'll treat ya a lot better," the rhino cooed into your ear while rubbing your thighs.

"N-no! Just let me go! You aren't treating me b-better, j-just trading one torture for a-a-another!!" You began sobbing and shaking inconsolably.

Not to worry though, you're four new boyfriends knew just how to cheer up their little lady friend. You were clearly just moody and upset by a lack of proper attention. You obviously needed their seed in your belly.

Krash wordlessly kneeled between your legs and held your legs still with his strong hands. He used his broad tongue to apply thick drool to your hole, slipping it into you and massaging it as well as he could. You had to be as stretched, lubed, and relaxed as possible if you were going to take all of them.

You twitched and shuddered as the unwelcome intrusion made your cock stand up.

"Pl-please sto-," you whined pitifully before being cut off by Mikael.

"Stop? You clearly like it!" He leaned over Krash and rubbed a finger up and down your cock to tease you.

Baryn bit and sucked on your neck before you could reply, causing your mind to go a bit blank with how good it felt in conjunction with Krash's sloppy tongue tending to your ass.

"I think that means she's ready," someone chuckled. You couldn't tell who, though. Your brain was soup. It must have been Baryn because he was the first to slip his cock into you once Krash stopped licking.

It must have been more rhino like than human because the ridges and folds made you drool when you felt them slowly move back and forth against your inner walls. While Baryn continued fucking into you slowly Krash decided to suck on your leaking dick.

"Damn, she really does like it," Alvaro mused as you bucked instinctively into Krash's warm, inviting mouth.

You moaned as you came and then relaxed quite a bit. Since you were so well stretched and much more compliant now, Krash got up and positioned himself in front of you and slipped his dick in beside Baryn's. The stretch was uncomfortable but not painful. They were careful to go at a slow pace that their previously virgin girlfriend could handle.

Krash didn't last too terribly long. He had forgotten to jerk off several times so that he could last a long time like the others had told him to. With a grunt, he emptied his large furry nuts into you, then pulled out and let Alvaro take his place.

Alvaro, being reptilian, had two hard cocks ready to sink into you. And he did so eagerly. Both of them were slimy and tapered and had no issue fitting into you, especially with Krash's cum having lubed you up so well. He went at a faster pace than Krash had or Baryn was.

Luckily, you were ready by that point. Baryn matches his pace since you were taking them so well. Both men whispered praises into your ear since you were taking them all just so perfectly. Alvaro claimed your mouth with his and snaked his long tongue into your mouth.

Your whole body shuddered around their dicks as you came again, this time from their cocks battering a special spot inside of you.

"So sex hungry, this one. Can't wait for my turn."

Mikael didn't have a long wait. Baryn and Alvaro finally unloaded into you simultaneously, a vast torrent of cum that started to bulge out your belly.

"Fuck, you're the best hole I've ever had!"

Alvaro pulled out after making sure he finished loading you with his semen.

"Yeah, darlin' we're gonna have to do this a lot."

With a loud squelch, Baryn lifted you up and swapped places with Mikael, who quickly settled you on his dick. The flared tip went in easily with how "well-loved" your hole was from your other three boyfriends. He had you facing him so he could kiss your fucked out face.

Your stare was blank, your face flushed, and the only sounds you could make was feeble mewling as hid large equine prick made an outline in your belly. He pressed your face into his armpit so that you could get a nose full of his pheromone laden musk. He needed you to reek of him.

After that, the horse hybrid bit at your neck, all while he pounded into you tirelessly. When he eventually came, it made your belly bulge further. When he pulled out an incredible amount of cum dribbled down his cock and onto his balls.

You were tired but remained conscious, your brain struggling to comprehend the violation that just occurred. Your body was limp. At least it made you easy to clean up.

"Girls just need dick to calm them down, I guess," mumbled Arvalo.

"Well, I reckon we know what to do when she gets bratty," Baryn replied.

They took you gently and cleaned you up in the tub, all of them praising you for doing so well. Once they had you clean, they dressed up in a cheerleader outfit. It was the cutest thing they had ever seen. It had been a wise decision to bribe your roommate Nat to get your measurements for them while you slept. You were embarrassed but didn't complain. You knew it wouldn't do any good. The will to fight had been thoroughly fucked out of you.

They each scented you and your clothing to make sure their combined smell clung to you. No one would dare touch their precious nerdy girlfriend.

When it was time for the game, they had you sit beside the benched players, right between some players they trusted. You looked down awkwardly the majority of the time with your tail curled closely around you. They won that game by a wider margin than they had won any game before! They chalked it up to their newly enhanced tradition of bedding you combined with your presence at the game.

It was certainly something they'd have to do every single time!

[purerae]

which one of your yanderes are sub/dom? (You can just do Kieran if that’s too much^^)

yandere!playboy // Kieran: dominant (but would be submissive if you asked)

yandere!jock // Alex: switch leaning sub (?)

yandere!demon // Silas: dominant

yandere!perv // Kaito: submissive

yandere!hero // Ares: switch leaning dom

yandere!delinquent // Reina: dominant

yandere!friend // Kizaki: switch

[yaymiyas]

Yandere!Jock Introduction

warning: yandere content, manipulation, foul language, boys being…boys!, gn reader

YANDERE!JOCK, whose very name gives you the ick. noah. ew. to his medium length golden hair that frames his face ever so tightly, to his tall frame that makes it almost impossible to miss him, and to especially his a million dollar smile that he wears like the latest fashion trend…why do you hate him again?

why do you avoid him like the spanish flu? not even you knew fully. you contemplate about this very topic for weeks, never really getting a straight answer from yourself. from every instants that you two have crossed paths, he has been nothing but forthcoming with you. nothing but sunshines and rainbows. nothing but absolutely perfect.

Yuck.

you never even wanted to actually know who he was. you and your friends may have joked about him and his friend group a few times, but having noah around you 24/7 was never really on your bucket list. he kind of made it his own mission to make his existence your business.

it all started last semester, when you were walking down the hall. chem and statistic books in one arm, and the other quietly struggling to keep your book bag up. with the current cards not being 1000% in your favor, you didn’t really have time to look up at where exactly you were going. but noah did. trying to maneuver through the busy halls isn’t the easiest task with two shoulders filled and a 6’2, linebacker breaking down your neck. you didnt even see him walking beside you for the last two door frames you seemingly passed. all that was on your mind was to successfully get to the exit quick enough so you can get to your car, but satan had other plans.

“i can help you if you dont mind”

not paying the voice any real attention, you flash a struggling smile trying to use that as a quiet sign to leave you alone. one thing you didn’t bank on, was for noah to not really take no as a real answer. or in this case, an annoyed smile. testing his luck, the taller male fixed your book bag strap releasing a whole 2 pounds of weight off of your shoulder. with this new found feeling, you hesitantly stopped in your tracks and paid the stranger a small glance. looking back was noah, smiling widely like he just won the latto.

YANDERE!JOCK who finds a way to comfort you at all the right times. a random rumor about you started to spread at the speed of light. nobody would tell you where it started, or why they believe it but all you know is that it is messing up your senior year. you wanted to end your high school career better than when you came in, because lets face it, your freshman and sophomore years were ass. not being of bullying or teasing, you just weren’t ready or willing to see that you were in a different environment. things are different from two years ago, well they were supposed to be.

you don’t know how you started crying or when, but you were outside of your ecom class tears soaking your binders. you never allowed the words of others to get to you, always brushed them off. this time around it was different. you were more affected than you thought you would be at things like this. sleeping with a teacher? the same ecom teacher who you deducted points for not citing correctly? the same one who didn’t learn your name until two weeks ago? such a baseless and so easy to be unproven, so why do so many people believe it?

the only reason you were crying outside of your class is because two girls called you a slut to your face. out loud. with grins on their face, like your misery was something that warmed their skin. it was all so disgusting but you couldn’t do anything was cry. why now? why you? why the very last semester of high school? why?

“i heard about what’s going on,”

noah slightly nudges your leg with his foot, forcing your attention solely on him. you didn’t want to look up.

no, you actually wanted to tell him to go away. why was the most annoying, condescending, passive aggressive person in front of you for. the universe and gods must hate you.

“you know,”

he started with a hint of glee in his voice. was this all a joke to him? was he enjoying your tears? was your agony entertainment for him? this sick bastard. if you could, you would pull him by his hair and yank him to the floor. a knee to the stomach wouldn’t do anything to a linebacker right?

“its okay if you slept with him…we all have our low points.”

wow.

oh.

you are a joke to him. his smile never wavered, no it actually got bigger. you turned your head a bit so both of you were staring into the others. his ocean blue eyes seemed to turn into a black hole, sucking you into it with no avail. this is sick. he is sick. was he the one to fucking tell everybody that? how did he even know about the rumor? why was he here? what does he want from you, and how far will he go to get it.

[kachowden]

When can we get Loren content again?? I miss that big puppy 😞💔

||warnings: NSFW|| ‼️MDNI‼️

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Thinking about Loren being a big dumb muscle puppy. You HAVE to let him top though. You have to. He’ll have a total meltdown if you don’t let him.

Loren’s the type of guy who can’t handle the idea of you doing any work in your relationship. It takes him so much will power not to immediately move you to the couch whenever you’re doing basic household chores. Which on one hand is romantic, on the other hand it’s super restricting.

So while you’re bouncing on his cock at night, feeling it bully deep in your guts, Loren’s eyes are dripping with tears. His cheeks are burning with lust and shame at the way he can’t stop crying, mesmerized by the way your skin shines with sweat and the way your eyes roll back with each rise and fall of your hips.

And he’s just whining pathetically the whole time. Begging you to let him take over, that you should rest, let him handle it, all while he has this stupid fucked out expression. No matter how much he begs and pleads, borderline crying from how much he “hates” watching you do all the work, there’s no denying the way his cock swells and pulses.

[suiana]

Hi! I really love yandere!Jock cuz he's such a doof even though he literally punches people through a wall, could you possibly write a sweet moment of fem Y/N x Yandere!Jock tutoring together?

Let's start with this:

"Are you really looking at the question I'm asking you to solve, where are you looking at right now?"

(making it gn reader btw)

"eh... I'm just thinking..."

you sigh and shake your head. this was going nowhere! it had been 15 mins since the 'tuition session' had officially begun and he had not done even one question! one!

you were starting to think that he was hopeless. that he was just not meant for studies. but what you didn't know was that he was actually pretty smart, just too occupied with thoughts of you.

thoughts of going on dates with you, dressing you up in expensive clothing, bending you over the desk and pounding into you... wait what? the jock shook his head as his cheeks flushed a dark hue. stop it! he couldn't be thinking of such inappropriate things right now!

he blinked a few times, reading the question with furrowed eyebrows. truth be told, these questions were actually pretty easy for him. but if he wanted to continue having you tutor him he'd have to go with the act that he was just a dumb jock.

"hey-! can you focus please? it's been 15 minutes and we're still on the first question!"

he smiled. ah, you were getting frustrated. he glanced at your irritated face, the way your lips were slightly turned down, your annoyed stare... it was so cute that he had to turn away to hide his blush. and in an attempt to throw attention away from his pink cheeks, he decided to complete the paper.

rushing through the paper, your eyes widened in confusion. wait huh? did he... so he was just daydreaming! you groaned, running a hand through your hair as your tired eyes stared at the jock.

and in less than 5 minutes, he was done. you shook your head, annoyed yet relieved that he was finally done with his work. after marking you'd be able to home and-

it felt like someone punched you across your face as you looked at his paper. shit, you forgot he had atrocious handwriting.

"ah... sorry sweetheart."

he apologized bashfully as he attempted to escape your fury. yet he could only whine as another blush creeps up his cheeks while you complain about his handwriting and pulled on his cheeks.

"your handwriting is so ugly!"

"hehe... at least I get to spend more time with you~?"

you ignored his comment. fuck you really were about to explode from him and his antics!

[e1yslet]

“minors dni”….

BITCH YOU’RE WRITING ABOUT THE MINORS THOUGH, ???? 😭😭

[oct0bra1ns]

Pairing: Yandere jock x studious!reader Tw: manipulation, mentions of bringing harm to others , yanderes, notes:oo, look at me writing, also idk why but my format looks so odd to me know, meh reblogs and comments are appreciated!

Yandere jock who admired you from afar before he worked out the courage to talk to you. Always getting distracted by staring at you when you get dragged to the benches by your friend or come just there to study/ read a book.

Yandere jock who intentionally lets his grades slip just so he can ask you to tutor him. Who adores when you shift closer to him to explain something or praise him anytime he gets a good score.

Yandere jock who insists you tutor him at his house just so he can walk you home everyday, offering you his letterman jacket, insisting you keep it incase you get cold again.

Yandere jock who buys you snacks and takes you out for meals for tutoring him. He who beams when he spots you in his jacket during games.

Yandere jock who glares at anyone who tries to approach you, discouraging others from getting to know you, not afraid to use his reputation to make sure people know just how much they'll lose if they dare interrupt with you.

Yandere jock who's usually good at avoiding injuries but if it means you fuss over him, taking care of his wounds and what not, he doesn't mind.