Call Me Yours (Yandere x Reader Oneshots)

M. False Ethereal x F. Queen (Part 2)

 "Oh, dear," the (h/c) haired girl chuckled, kneeling down to get on the male's level on the floor, "I wanted to show you a bit more love, but I don't know if you can handle it." Cassiel frowned and grabbed at her, pulling her in to prove otherwise, only for her to grab at his hair again and control him like he was a wild dog, "No. You don't get to do that. I'll decide when you can have me."

The white-haired male began tearing up again. She was teasing him. First, she went all out, practically devouring him and making him feel ways he hadn't felt before, and now she was refusing to continue. It was torture. As if reading his mind, she chuckled and reached down to run her finger up his clothed member, the male shaking from the sensation. She snickered as he glared at her through teary eyes.

"I bet you've never been touched here either. Oh, but it feels so good, doesn't it? Would you like me to touch it for you?"

"S-Shut up. I've...done it myself before. I-I'm not gonna beg for you to - "

"There are a lot more wonderful ways to make you feel good; ways you can't do yourself," (Y/n) grinned, motioning to the portal, "Want me to show you a few things I've learned from other worlds?"

Cassiel didn't really need to reply. Just the look he gave her was enough for her to understand what he wanted. Quickly, she closed the portal and had him stand up. The male went along with whatever she wanted but his reactions were just too cute. When she started undressing him, he flushed bright red and squeezed his eyes shut. However, she was most amused when she pulled down his underwear and ran her hand over his surprisingly full yet taught behind. He squeaked and moved back, only making her squeeze at it.

"You shouldn't be embarrassed," she hummed, bringing him in for a small kiss, "It's very nice. I want to look at it more closely later."

"You said you were going to make me feel good! What does that have to do with - "

Before he even finished his sentence, she scoffed and began squeezing and massaging his behind, the male twitching and trailing off into moans. She ran her hands up and down the soft skin while he panted on her shoulder. And when she surprised him by slapping his behind, the male straightening his back and yelping, she watched as a bit of pre-cum escaped. Curiously, she rubbed at the tip of his length, the male's brows turning up in pleasure.

"See? I know what I'm talking about."

"You don't - ," the male paused, his sentence turning into a string of curses as she wrapped her palm around his member and squeezed pleasurably.

"Don't talk back, Cass. Just go lay down on the bed."

The male blushed and did as he was told, glancing at the bars of the cell. He wondered if anyone would walk past and see his pathetic state. However, he didn't get the time to think about it much. (Y/n) joined him on the bed but he was surprised to find her on the other side of it, the girl leaning down to observe his length. He thought nothing of it until she got closer and closer, and when he could feel her breath on it, he jolted and tried to sit up away from her.

Of course, he didn't get the chance. She grabbed at his legs and spread them apart over her shoulders, and pulled him in closer to her. He covered his eyes in embarrassment but she simply took advantage of his shyness to start stroking him. The male started moaning softly, feeling himself get harder at her touch, but he didn't understand the difference between her doing it and him doing it himself. At least, that was until she moved down, dragging her tongue from the base of his member to the head. His hips shivered.

"You can't do this, can you?" she teased, placing a kiss at the top of the sensitive area, "But it feels great, huh?"

"S-Shut up!"