Yandere Sim Characters x reader.(Discontinued)

Mida Rana x Female Reader

(Not too sure if this can be counted as a trigger warning, but there will be a struggle with orientation here, basically you're gay but you just don't wanna accept it.)

"Y/n, can you tell me the answer too (problem)?" '(Answer.)" "Correct, nice job as always." "Please stay after class, we have to have a discussion about grades and how we can keep them as good as they are." "Yes ma'am."

*After School*

"Y/n, your grades in this class have always been nice, you've known the answers to any questions I've asked. I feel this class may be slowing you down, but at the same time, I give you more advanced work, but I don't get the desired result that you usually give in class." "I've always been good in regular classes, advanced was just never for me." "There are intermediate classes." "I'm fine where I am, thank you for telling me though." "Are you sure?  After a while the board may get a bit suspicious and suspect you're cheating, or using some other method." "What could potentially be another method for me to use? It really wouldn't make any sense to cheat.''  "You know  people come up with the strangest idea to put their racing thoughts to rest."

A small smile appeared on her face as her legs uncrossed and smoothly swoop to the side as Ms. Rana gets more comfortable. Your eyes go from looking downward to up at her face, her eyes meeting yours. "If you have one suddenly suddenly doing better or worse in another class, it would be suspicious. However if you have an exceptional student that is doing well in your class, but refuses to move into a more advanced class, that's also suspicious." "I guess you are trying to put yourself in their shoes?" "You could say that, but I'm really trying to justify you not trying to move up into something better, so I'll ask this. Do you like being in my class?" "I-I do." "Do you think if I taught that class you'd probably move up?" "No, not really. If I may ask, why are you so insistent on me, joining a higher class?" "I want your intelligence to be as  noticed as I've seen it."

She stands up and walks to her podium, opening a drawer inside, she pulls out a bunch of graded papers and sits back down going through them. "These tests here were the big tests from last month. You did well, top 3 scores in my class. If the board suddenly questions me, I will be  calling on you to explain yourself, am I understood?" "Yes Ms. Rana."  "Also, don't think your hard work has gone unnoticed.  It's almost the end of the year, so let me ask you, have you figured yourself out yet?" "Excuse me?" "Have you found out your orientation for yourself yet?" "M-M-Ma'am, I'm straight if that's what you're trying to ask me." Mida steps around the table towards you before turning around and sitting in your lap, your jaw drops and your  eyes go wide, as you take in the realization that your teacher, an actual woman just sat on you.

"Ms. Rana ?!" "Hush, you obviously don't know what you want, so I'm showing you. I haven't heard anything about your relationship status, or an update on your orientation, perhaps this might help you figure it out."  You freeze, unable to do anything, but sit and watch, it stays this way for about 5 minutes of her going over your test scores, any attempt to get away was met an immediate shift from your teacher, she even put your hands under her butt, which was really soft. 

The one shift you made ended up feeling something way warmer that was definitley not her butt, a small squeak left your lips, Mida turned around a bit, picking up on the squeak  and the reason why, her sweet smile left her face. "Ms. (l/n), stop moving or I'll have to punish you." "How would you punish me, and you're the one doing this to me?"  Mida stands up, softly but firmly grabs your hair, and brings your face closer towards her butt. 

"You're wondering how? Well, I know your weakest subject, and I teach it. You know  I teach more than 1 class, I know you want a better grade in (specific subject). Tell you what, if you want a better grade in my 2nd class, keep your mouth shut and meet me in here tomorrow after school, if not, I hope you don't mind failing the class."

She lets go of your hair and just looks at you. "I wouldn't mind saying you need tutorials just to keep you with me, we'd have a nice time together, do you want a demonstration?"

*2 parts, part 1 if you don't want the demonstration, part 2 if you do ;)

Part 1

N-no Ms. Rana, please just let me go home. I've got some thinking to do, I won't say anything though, please."  "Go, I guess you've had enough, I'll see you in my class tomorrow. Remember, keep this to yourself."  "Yes ma'am."  You leave the classroom after she unlocks it, grabbing your bag and leaving in a hurry, feeling your bottom lips slick and rub together, the experience had left you with a ruined pair of panties, and a very affected mindset about your class tomorrow. 

Part 2

(After a couple seconds of contemplation, you reply) "Yes Ms. Rana, please demonstrate."  Mida unbuttoned her blazer, her red underdress revealing her flattering figure. Even more revealed with the blazer gone, she straddles you, and props up your hips she leans in and gives you a kiss, after the first response from you she goes in for another deeper kiss. 

She takes your hands and puts them around her waist, she rubs herself against the inside of your thighs, before going down to your neck, going lower and lower until she had to pull at your clothes. Her kissing turns into sucking, soon your chest was covered in hickeys, your breath turned to pants, your heart beat faster, and you were more worked up than ever.

She looks you in the eye. "Is this what you want y/n? Do you want more than this demonstration?" "Please Ms. Rana." "Than come back tomorrow, and I'll show you more."