The "Other" Collection

Tea Party For Two Ch. 4 (Yandere Wriothesley x f!Reader)

 You feel something soft on your cheeks, leaving small pecks over and over again. Disoriented with your current surroundings, you can feel the ceiling move and it takes a while before you start to feel more steady.

Another kiss is planted lightly on your cheeks before you hear a deep voice whispering, "Lovely, you're finally awake."

The room slowly comes into focus and you can feel the restraints on your arms and chest, forcing you to stay seated in a plush white chair. You try to move but aside from the leather belts tying you down, the whole room seems to spin.

"Just calm down, take a deep breath, and relax," Wriothesley hushes you as his fingers tuck a loose piece of your hair behind your ear. "Everything will be okay, I promise."

After a few minutes, you are finally able to focus as you see a lavish table laden with all sorts of cakes, pastries, finger sandwiches, and a towering croquembouche centerpiece. Every piece of food in front of you looks and smells really good, you can't even think of which one you want to try first. That is until you realize again that you are currently tied up on a chair, probably by the gracious host.

Wriothesley smiles brightly as he walks across the table before seating directly in front of you. He looks quite pleased like a cat that has a mouse in its claws, and as your mind slowly becomes more alert you focus on him. With his elbows resting on the table and his fingers interlocked in front of his face, his eyes bore on you while you try to break free from your restraints

Suddenly clapping his hands together, he asks, "Would you like some tea? I have this new blend from Sumeru that goes well with the cake."

You grit your teeth and answer, "No, thank you."

Not giving up, he stands up and walks towards you. Though he looks really muscular and the scars around his arms and neck are deep, his fingers daintily place down a saucer and a tea cup. The porcelain clinks lightly, before the steaming hot tea is poured. He pushes the milk and sugar cube containers towards you, before realizing that you are tied up.

"Oh, silly me! I forgot my manners! Since you can use your hands right now, I can put milk and sugar for your tea. Tell me when to stop," he chuckles as he pours the milk. When you don't tell him to stop, he lets the milk overflow until the entire jug is empty and the liquid has poured over to your legs. He gasps comically before saying, "Oh no, you're a mess! Let me clean you up."

There's a wicked glint in his eyes as he kneels down, using his mouth to wipe off the milk from your legs alternating between licking and sucking. Even though you're wearing pants, you can feel the suppleness of his lips as he kisses your inner thigh. His fingers find what they are looking for as he points down on the very place where you are hiding your Vision.

"What a lovely surprise! Can I see it? I want to see it!"

The Duke takes a pair of scissors from the table and cuts through your pants, as well as through the small pocket where you are keeping your Vision. His fingers are cold against the skin of your thigh as he pulls it out and he smiles very widely as he inspects the red colored gemstone.

"Pyro, lovely. Though I never thought you have a hidden fiery side. That doesn't matter anymore though, as long as you are with me I will make sure you are safe and nobody else can hurt you. Nobody else."

He dangles the Vision in front of your face before placing it into his inner coat pocket. He smiles triumphantly while you thrash about, trying to loosen the straps holding you down. His cold fingers stay on the patch of your skin visible from the tear in the pants, he moves his finger in circles around your inner thigh while his other hand forces you to look at him.

You grunt, "What do you want from me?! Let me go!"

His hand darts on your neck as his face moves closer to yours. He is so close that you can feel his breath on your face when he says, "I want your entire body, soul, and heart. I will never let you go. You are safe here, I will never let anyone hurt you ever again."

You flick your head to the side but he forces you to look back and his grip tightens until it gets a bit harder to breathe. His gray eyes are cold, but there's a spark of fire within as he looks down on you.

"I know why you murdered your employers. When you were able to investigate how they were involved in taking away women and children from different countries and selling them to the highest bidder, you took matters into your own hands. You knew that they would be able to get away with it, and that the worst case scenario is that you would be killed to make sure you wouldn't be able to stand on trial against them."

The Duke kneels down while placing his hands on your knees. His eyes are locked on you and you look away from him to calm down. He is not wrong, desperation made you a murderer but you had to do it. There was no other way for you to protect yourself, and it was an act of vengeance for every victim they had.

He whispers, "I was on the same boat as you, we both did what we thought was the only way we could break the cycle, and to enact revenge against everyone they have wronged. You and I both know that taking justice into our own hands was wrong but we still did it because we have nothing to lose."

His voice is slowly getting more desperate as he explains your similarities to him. However, when it came to discussing your trial his lips curled into a frown.

"Our Archon and everyone, even the Oratrice Mechanique d'Analyse Cardinale, thinks that you were just a simple-minded employee in shock. That you are cleaning up the crime scene out of shock and they are not able to fathom that you were just acting. But I see right through you, I know you. Out of all the people in Teyvat, only I will ever know you."

You are forced to look at him again and you see tears streaming down his cheeks. Since you remain silent, he suddenly kisses you with his lips parting yours forcefully. His tongue swirls around yours, hot and wet, and you are out of breath when he stops. Without moving nor reciprocating, Wriothesley slowly stops and pulls back slowly.

"Trust me, there's nobody else in this world that will understand you as much as I do," he kisses you again lightly before adding, "I am the only one that you can rely on. Your secrets will be safe with me as long as you stay by my side."

He suddenly walks away to bring a clipboard to you, and even though your mind is still hazy you can read that it's the Fortress of Meropide inmate release form. Everything in the form is filled out already in a different handwriting, even the height and weight are already filled out, but the last part is still blank.

"You see here," his finger points at a specific line, "You just have to sign that you prefer to stay in the Fortress of Meropide. Once you sign this, you and I will be together forever."

His finger repeatedly points the part he wants you to sign before he chucks the clipboard back on his chair. Wriothesley kneels down in front of you again, his eyes wide and pleading.

"I want you to know that I'll do anything for you. I want you, and nobody else. You and I share the same experiences and no one can ever sever this connection we have. I want you to stay with me, please."

Your voice trembles when you say, "I want to go back above ground."

"No!" His eyes widened in surprise. After seeing you wince, he softens his tone when he says, "Please, listen to me. You and I are meant for each other. You will stay here with me, right? Please! Please! You belong here with me and I to you!"

You don't know what happens but everything suddenly becomes dark.