All Mine

The Aggression

Following their heated exchange in the car, Y/N and Yakimano arrived home, the tension between them palpable.

The air was thick with unresolved anger and confusion, yet there was an undercurrent of something else—something more intense and hard to define.As soon as they stepped through the front door, Yakimano's demeanor shifted.

He turned to Y/N with a look that mixed frustration with a raw, undeniable desire. Without a word, he grabbed her arm gently but firmly and led her to the bedroom.

Y/N's heart raced, her emotions a whirlwind of fear, anticipation, and a surprising surge of excitement.

Once inside the bedroom, Yakimano wasted no time. He turned to Y/N, his eyes burning with intensity. He whispered, his voice rough with emotion.

[Yakimano]: "I can't stand the thought of anyone else looking at you. You're mine, Y/N."

Y/N opened her mouth to protest, to argue that she wasn't anyone's property, but before she could get the words out, Yakimano's lips crashed against hers. The kiss was aggressive, fueled by the night's earlier events and their heated argument.

It was as if he was trying to claim her all over again, to erase any doubt of her loyalty with his passion.

Y/N was caught off guard by the suddenness and the intensity of the kiss. Her initial instinct was to push him away, to fight against this possessive display. But as the kiss deepened, she found herself responding despite her reservations. The mix of anger, confusion, and desire made her head spin.

Suddenly, Yakimano pulled back, his breathing heavy. He stared at Y/N, searching her face for a sign of what she was thinking, what she was feeling.

For a moment, they just looked at each other, the silence between them stretching.Then, in a voice that was almost a whisper, Yakimano spoke, his tone a mixture of desire and something like vulnerability.

[Yakimano]: "Tell me you're mine, Y/N." 
Y/N, still reeling from the intensity of the moment, found herself at a loss for words.

Part of her wanted to scream, to argue against his possessiveness, but another part of her was inexplicably drawn to the intensity of his need for her.

(Y/N): "Yakimano, I... I don't know what to say."
[Yakimano]: "Say you're mine. That's all I need to hear."

The room was charged with emotion, with a tension that was both unsettling and electrifying. Y/N knew this was a pivotal moment, one that could define the future of their relationship.

She also knew that whatever she said next, nothing between them would ever be the same again.