no Shuyaku wa Wareware da (Wrwrd)

Osuman~ Drugged

(Yandere Osuman)

You couldn’t have been kidnapped by anyone worse – not when the devil incarnate stood right before you, bemusedly pointing a desert eagle down your throat as he straddled your hips. He could easily overpower you even without his weapon – his ability made sure of that.

Osuman was made for this very moment.

the soothing forest-green color of his eyes created a stark contrast to his wicked smirk. under normal circumstances, you would’ve been head over heels for this man.. at least until you learn who he truly is. resisting Osuman’s advances would be the same as begging for a death wish – if he didn’t send the Group after you, he’d kill you himself, even after he lovingly proclaimed how much you interest him.

“I wonder if the drugs have taken effect yet”, he pondered and gently ran his fingers down your jawline. you gasped and shivered at his cold touch, wanting nothing more than to run away. dark green eyes briefly flashed to meet your petrified gaze, relishing in the fear that swam in your eyes, before traveling down the length of your torso to mentally undress you. He sharply exhaled through his nose and lightly chewed his bottom lip. “I can hardly contain myself.”

your jaw protested as he pushed the gun further into your mouth, stifling any screams before they could manifest. you fixed your eyes on the warehouse ceiling, your body numb and your eyesight made nearly blind with tears. was this how you were meant to go?

whatever drug he’d given you had started making its way through your system, raising your pulse and sending endorphins rushing through your veins. your vision slowly dotted with black, followed by a sudden light-headedness rushing through your brain. your eyes met Osuman’s once more, noticing the way his wavy hair seemed to get wavier and his green eyes seemed to glow carnelian in your delirium. had he forced hallucinogens down your throat?

“aphrodisiacs, and a hint of lsd.” he remarked, noticing the way your eyes glazed over with confusion. your mouth twitched, threatening a blissful smile, as the drugs warped your sense of reason. Osuman couldn’t help but chuckle, excited for your very much welcome change of mood.

“you’re fine now.” his smirk grew to bare his teeth. you hesitantly nodded, an addled smile gracing your lips.the handgun left its resting place in your mouth and was easily replaced by an overeager kiss. you restlessly returned the gesture with just as much fervor, wondering if your sudden change in mind wasn’t completely a result of those drugs.

“Just give in to me, love. it’s not like you have a choice.”

Osuman’s eyes were devoid of any regrets about drugging you; rather, they were brimming with unparalleled excitement and lust. you wanted to feel disgusted, to feel violated and angry, but you couldn’t. part of you always wanted to be taken by this man even though these circumstances weren’t what you had in mind; still, you found yourself almost enjoying the way his body pressed against yours as if baring it all for your taking. you wanted to blame your attraction on the drugs, but you knew you didn’t mind this side of him, as scary as it was. perhaps you knew this day would come, where he’d invariably snap and claim you as his like he always threatened he would whenever you’d misbehave.

and you’d misbehaved to the highest degree, having tried to escape.

green eyes met yours with a sickening look of sheer love, forcing you out of your reverie. a gloved finger rested on your lip, idly playing with it as if it were a delicate flower whose petals could fall at any moment. “try to stay quiet, I'll be gentle.” his voice seemed ethereal and distant under the influence of the mixed drugs, but you somehow heard it loud and clear. In fact, it was the only thing you could hear clearly, no doubt a side-effect of the drugs he’d forced down your throat.

Osuman chuckled when you slowly nodded and leaned into his warm touch, his finger tracing the contours of your face like you were an exquisite art piece. just seeing you like this, eyes cloudy and practically begging for him, nearly made him lose control -- but he wanted to savor this moment just a bit longer. it’s not everyday he gets to fuck his beloved any place other than the bedroom -- no one else was allowed to see you so vulnerable, after all.

Before you could process it all, soft lips danced across your skin in a skillful and passionate display, peppering your collarbone and jawline with gentle nips and chaste pecks. paradoxical feelings bubbled in your stomach at how gently he was handling you despite how messed up this situation was. Even without the drugs, he was a master at making you feel conflicted, both yearning for him and disgusted by him.

“don’t look at me like that, darling.” he ordered, hating the way your spiteful glare contrasted the pretty blush on your cheeks and the eager bite of your lips. “this is for your own good. once i make you mine, you’ll see how foolish trying to leave was.'' His voice was making you dizzy, but you nodded in agreement despite your better wishes, your expression softening as if simply by his command.

he smiled approvingly. “I love when you’re a good girl. you love me too, right?”

another quick nod, this time accompanied by a delirious smile. it’s true you loved him dearly, but you loved yourself more. leaving was the only way to ensure your survival, but even before knowing of his affiliation with the Group, you couldn’t have chosen a more dangerous person to fall in love with. He would never let you go that easily and the drugs altering your mind proved the lengths he’d go to ensure that.

"I love you my dear, and soon you'll do the same~"

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(Also, I'm starting to make a series of fanfic I'm creating! I'm not done with it but I'll try to complete it. I've been trying to create it ever since and I hope when it's released, I hope you enjoy it! And of course it's about Wrwrd! 

The fanfic would come out in November 2, stay tuned 😚💖)

(Here's the cover of my fanfic book that's coming up)