My Failed Attempt At A Smut Oneshot

Two horny dumbasses

Yandere AU lesgooooooo

I woke up with a pain in my neck.the position i had been apparently sleeping in wasn't very comfortable. Next I notice the slight damp smell and taste of cloth. Then I noticed the restraints.

Wait...

RESTRAINTS??

I open my eyes and, sure enough, it looks like some sort of leather straps are binding my movement. I instinctively start to struggle. What the hell happened? Why am I tied to a chair? I was definitely kidnapped, what the hell do they want?? That question was my downfall. As my mind filled with all the horrible things that are probably going to happen to me, the panic overflows. I'm thrashing and screaming as much as I can with the restraints and gag limiting my options.

I finally realize just how pointless this is, but still overwhelmed, I cry silently to myself. I'm not sure how long it is until the door opens and I hear footsteps descend on my right. Panic starts to bubble over again as they get closer. I'm too terrified to look; seeing them only confirms my fate. Then I hear a whisper in my ear,

"Ay, finalmente estás despierta, mi amor."

For a second a flicker of hope surges through my body when the voice coming from this man is a familiar one.

"No tienes idea de cuánto tiempo he estado esperando este momento, te ves tan bonita mientras estás atada así~"

It's Oliver! There's no way he'd kidnap me, so obviously he's here to rescue me! But that hope crumbled into despair when I finally processed the words being spoken. He's speaking Spanish, but I'm able to translate some of it. (ah,###### you're #####, my love. You have no idea how long ## I was[?] ####### this moment, you look ## pretty ###### you're ######### this~) I may not be able to completely understand it, but it doesn't exactly sound like he's trying to get me out. Still, I can't help but to feel slightly comforted by the fact that the culprit is someone I know instead of a stranger. Maybe I can reason with him! That is, if he'll remove the gag...

I turn to look at him. His hair is fully tied back to reveal his heterochromia and his eyes are glossy in a way that gives him a facial expression akin to that of someone watching a video of a dog saving a drowning kitten, but a little more sinister, like a zoophile watching a video of a dog saving a drowning kitten. Ignoring the weird analogy, this whole situation is kinda... hot...

Maybe it's the adrenaline, maybe it's the fact that i had a crush on him, maybe it's because out of the four F fear responses (fight, flight, freeze, fawn) my main two are flight and fawn and escape definitely isn't an option right now, or maybe it's because i've spent an unhealthy amount of time fantasizing about this exact scenario. Don't get me wrong, I'm not happy about this, it's just that you wouldn't know that if you checked between my legs, what with the goddamn niagara falls going on down there.

I try my best to sound pleading as I attempt to make my voice heard through the muffling cloth. He chuckled and said, "aww~ ¿hay algo que quieras decir?" I'm almost positive he's asking me if I want to say something, so I nod vigorously. However, instead of removing my gag, he just says, in english,

"I know you. You want to know why you're here, right?"

I'm a bit disappointed, but he's completely correct, so I nod my head. He reaches out and cups my cheek in his palm.

"It's because you're a fucking tease. Because you'll throw yourself at any other guy who shows interest. I know you like me, it's clear in the way you look at me, the way you blush and bite your lip when I smirk at you, the way you try to indirectly tell me that I'm your type by talking about traits you're attracted to that I conveniently possess, whenever i try to make any sort of move on you, you laugh it off, redirect the conversation or straight up run. I can't flirt or even fucking hug you, but i've seen you let other guys touch all over you. It drives me fucking INSANE."