Yandere Marinette x Bakugou

Tethered Affection

It had been almost a week at the beach house, and so far, everything was amazing. We went to the beach every day, hung around, and took naps there. We ate amazing food and had our cuddle sessions and kissing times. Life felt perfect here, like our own little paradise.

Right now, it was past 1 am. We were playing board games and eating snacks, but I could feel my energy waning. "Mari..." I yawned mid-talk and stretched my back.

"Oh, my baby~ Are you tired?" Her voice instantly soothed me, calming me down and making me feel even more tired.

"Mhm... I'm tired," I mumbled, rubbing my eyes.

"Let's get to bed, my baby." She helped me up, and we both walked to our room. She gently pushed me onto the bed and took off my shirt, leaving on my shorts. "Sleep now, love." She kissed my forehead tenderly.

"Mhm... Mommy... love you," I mumbled tiredly, letting my hand fall from her hair to the bed beside me. Her touch, her voice—it was all so comforting. I felt myself drifting off, enveloped in her warmth and care.

Marinette's POV:

I watched as Bakugou's eyelids fluttered shut, his breathing growing deep and even. His head rested against the pillow, a soft smile playing on his lips. He looked so peaceful, so perfect. My heart swelled with love and possessiveness.

Gently, I pulled the covers up to his chin, making sure he was warm and comfortable. I leaned down and kissed his forehead tenderly. "I love you too, baby," I whispered, brushing a stray lock of hair from his forehead. He mumbled something incoherent and snuggled deeper into the bed.

As he drifted off to sleep, I quietly slipped out of the room and headed back to the living room. The remnants of our late-night snack session were scattered about—empty bowls, crumbs, and game pieces. I moved around the room with practiced ease, cleaning up everything. I washed the dishes, wiped the table, and put away the board games, all the while humming a soft tune to myself.

Once everything was spotless, I made my way back to our room. I paused in the doorway, watching him sleep soundly. A serene smile spread across my face as I gazed at Bakugou, the one I was so deeply obsessed with. In the dim light of the room, I could see the gentle rise and fall of his chest and the peaceful expression on his face.

Slowly, I approached my bag, which was sitting by the dresser. I rummaged through it, searching for something specific. My fingers brushed against the cool metal, and I pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Holding them in my hands, I felt a thrill of excitement rush through me.

I moved to the bed quietly, my heart racing with anticipation. Carefully, I took one of his wrists and fastened a cuff around it, attaching it to the bedpost. I did the same with his other wrist, ensuring the cuffs were secure but not too tight. Bakugou stirred slightly but didn't wake up, his trust in me keeping him in a deep slumber.

I smirked and took my oversized shirt and my sweats. I put my hair in a high messy bun. I crept underneath the blanket and softly started touching his dick. He instantly got hard making me smirk at that. I slowly pulled his shorts off and ran my nose up and down the tent in his boxers. 

"Mm~" He hummed above the blanket making me smile. I pulled his boxers down as well making him let out a quiet groan. I gently wrapped my hand around his hard warm dick making his hips jerk. I stroked his dick, up and down and gently kissed it all over it. 

Bakugou's POV:

I groaned and gripped the pillow tighter. What...was this feeling? Fuck...I wanted to move. Get away from it but yet bring it closer. Am I having a wet dream? This feels way too realistic.