My Yandere Stripper! Yandere! Male Stripper x reader!

Let Me leave!

Warnings: Some domination slight NSFW

|No ones pov|

"What...do you mean?" Y/n asked as she trailed off, slowly looking down to see many drops of blood on his turtle neck shirt. 

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Y/n then sat down on the chair letting out a small burp. "Where are you going-" Y/n spoke as she watched him get up and leave with an angry expression?

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Y/n choked on her spit, She suddenly fell in her seat, "W-Who's blood is that-" The normally laughable and gullible girl spoke out, frightened.

Fukuyo ignored her frightened state as he poured more wine into her cup, surprisingly she had high immunity to alcoholic drinks.

"Please have some." He spoke with a gentle smile. Y/n shakey hands were about to grab the cup, She swiftly smacked it out of his hand!

"Let me leave!" The girl said with much more force, still frightened. Fukuyo licked his upper lip as he turned to look at her, "I can't do that, now stop being rude." Fukuyo was trying to stay calm as possible, he didn't want her to be scared of him.

Y/n was about to bust out the screeching scream of damnation...but her eyes slowly trailed over Fukuyo's body, damn, that's a nice body.

Y/n's face suddenly froze, seeing his massive boner, she slowly looked up at him, "That's mad sus."

"It's the random boner in the middle of fighting for me-" Y/n swished her fingers in the air pointing at his boner.

"It's the wack ass booty rubbing for me." Y/n giggled as her face turned serious, "It's the kidnapping for me."

'Is he ignoring me?' Y/n questioned herself before an angry tick mark appeared on her head. "My love, It hurts me that..your speaking so rudely." Y/n rolled her eyes at Fukuyo's remark.

"Man..You're right, not like I have a busy schedule or anything." Y/n sat back down, spreading her legs while she sat down.

"So uh, watch doing tonight?" Y/n tried to break the awkward tension in the air, "Well I normally watch you sleep, so tonight, I'll be sleeping next to you." Fukuyo replied as if he didn't say something absurd.

"Stop the cap-" Y/n cringed as she looked at her lap. "And you?" Fukuyo smiled while watching her every movement.

"Sometimes...I stay up at night watching porn." Y/n nodded her head I mean if he was being honest, so will she.

"Interesting." Y/n shivered at his creepy smile. She awkwardly scratched her cheek, realizing she was literally only in her bra and panties, eh oh well.

"Sooooo...you watch anime?" Y/n asked another question, "Yes, I've seen some anime, I only watched it to learn why you liked it so much, its....entertaining." Fukuyo bluntly stated.

"Do you wanna make out or something..." Y/n joked trying to get him to laugh, Fukuyo looked at her with a surprised look as his breath started to quicken and look at her with a lustful gaze.

"Y-You mean that?" Fukuyo's face was tinted red as he looks at Y/n. 'shit- did he take that seriously?!'

"N-No-" Before Y/n could finish she saw a knife on the table, as Fukuyo's hand slowly reached towards it.

"NO, I REALLY MEAN IT, I SO WANNA MAKE OUT WITH YOU!" Y/n screamed at the top of her lungs, wanting him to hear her clearly, she let out a sigh of a relief seeing as his hand slowly drew back, away from the knife.

Fukuyo stood up as he walked towards Y/n, sitting on her lap, wrapping his arms around her neck.

His plump lips went closer and closer, only to have Y/n push forward into the kiss, grabbing a handful of Fukuyo's silver hair, Y/n tugged on his hair causing Fukuyo to let out a gasp, Y/n took this chance to stick her tongue in his mouth.

Fukuyo's tongue didn't even stand a chance of fighting for dominance, he helplessly let Y/n explore his mouth, surprised at her skillfulness.

Y/n was enjoying this, Fukuyo's mouth tasted like f/s (Fav snack) She felt Fukuyo's boner rub against her stomach, Fukuyo tried to pull back from the kiss wanting to grab a gasp of air.

Fukuyo started to make a sound of struggle causing Y/n to be annoyed as she pulled away and harshly pushed Fukuyo to the floor. 

Y/n stood up towering over Fukuyo who looked honestly rather innocent on the floor, Y/n looked at Fukuyo with disgust as she lifted her foot and pushed it down on Fukuyo's boner.

"You're such a bitch." Y/n growled out as she pushed down harder on Fukuyo's boner. The male kept letting out small moans and pleads.

"Agh~!" Y/n eyes widen as she looked down at him, "Did...Did you just- cum?" Y/n started to laugh as she took her foot off of his boner.

"Your fucking nasty, go clean yourself up." Y/n chuckled once more as she watched Fukuyo muttered apologies.

Her e/c eyes watched as the male walked out of the dining room. A wicked smile spread across her face, that was rather fun, watching someone cower like a bitch from her dominance.

"Excuse me." a certain maid spoke bowing her head and grabbing the plates from the table, "Hey- Aren't you the maid that-"

Y/n's eyes widen seeing her arms, and neck as well as face covered in cuts, some deep and some small, wounds still bleeding while some others had dried blood on them.

"Yes, I was the maid that helped you downstairs and into the dining room." The maid bowed her head exiting the dining room with most of the plates in her hand.

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Y/n peeked her head from the door of the dining room, "I wonder if there's a tv somewhere around here..." Y/n muttered as she walked around the large mansion.