Please! stop (Glistenxfinn)

Chapter 8: The Acceptance (?)of Possession

KFinn lay in the soft silk sheets of Glisten's bed, his mind in a turmoil of emotions. The room was quiet, the only sound the soft rustling of the curtains as a gentle evening breeze blew through the window. Glisten was sitting beside him, their eyes intently fixed on his face as they gently caressed his hair, the action almost tender in its possessiveness.

Finn felt a shiver run down his spine at the touch. He hated how his body responded to it, how the simple brush of Glisten's fingers made him crave more. He wanted to turn away, to reject this possessiveness, but he also felt a strange sense of comfort in it. Like this, he didn't have to make any decisions, didn't have to worry about anything...

Glisten seemed to notice his inner struggle, their fingers pausing in their caresses. "Is something bothering you, my love?" they enquired, their voice soft yet laced with an undercurrent of possessiveness.
(Yeah, you/silly)

Finn's heart fluttered at the term of endearment, a small part of him relishing in it. But the rest of him was screaming that this was wrong, that he didn't want this. He looked up at Glisten, his eyes betraying the turmoil of his thoughts. "I...I don't know," he mumbled, his voice sounding small and lost, even to himself.

Glisten's lips curved into a small, understanding smile. "It's alright," they reassured, their hand resuming its gentle caresses. "You're just having conflicting feelings, that's natural. But you'll learn to accept it, to enjoy it. You're mine now, after all."
(How I feel when I kept typing "your mine" for the 293728th time 😘☺)

Finn's chest tightened at those words. 'You're mine now.' It echoed through his mind, a chilling reminder of his helplessness in this situation. But strangely, it also sent a shiver down his spine, a mixture of fear and something else, something he didn't dare name.

"You'll see," Glisten continued, their voice dropping to a whisper. "It'll be better this way, easier. You won't have to worry about anything anymore, I'll take care of everything, of you. All you need to do is obey, and you'll find happiness in that, in belonging to me completely."

Finn felt a wave of mixed emotions wash over him as he listened to Glisten's words. Part of him screamed in protest, yet another part of him, a small, secret part, almost wanted to believe in those words, wanted to find comfort in the certainty of being cared for and kept.

Glisten continued to stroke his hair, their touch soothing and possessive. "You don't have to fight this, my love," they murmured. "It's easier, so much easier to just let go, to accept your place. You belong to me, and soon, you'll come to treasure that fact. You'll want it, crave it, just like you're craving my touch right now."

Finn closed his eyes, a wave of shame washing over him as he realized how true those words were. His body was reacting to Glisten's touch, his skin was alive under their fingers. He was craving it, even as his mind screamed at him not to.

"Just give in to it," Glisten whispered, their hand trailing down to cup his chin, gently tilting his face up. "Accept that you're mine, that you're happiest this way. It's alright to need me, to want me. It's alright to find pleasure in your servitude, in being my precious doll."

Finn's breath caught in his throat as he looked up into Glisten's eyes, the intense, possessive gleam in them almost hypnotizing. A part of him wanted to resist, to pull away, but another part was drawn to it, pulled in by the promise of surrender, of safety within possessiveness.

Glisten leaned closer, their breath hot against his skin. "You feel it, don't you?" they breathed, their voice dripping with possessiveness. "That pull, that need to belong, to be owned. It's a part of you, it's always been there, waiting for someone like me to bring it out, to make it bloom."
(I'm gonna go and grind for pebbles after this...)

Finn felt a mixture of shame and longing at those words. They were right, this part of him, this need for possession, was there, buried deep within him. He tried to deny it, but being here, trapped in Glisten's grasp, brought it to the surface, made it harder to ignore.

"Let yourself go," Glisten murmured, their thumb tracing his lower lip. "Embrace it, this part of you that yearns to be possessed, to belong to someone completely. Isn't it better this way, easier? To give yourself up, to be cared for, protected, cherished...loved."

Finn could feel his resistance cracking, Glisten's words and touches chipping away at his defenses, awakening that part of him that ached to be owned, to be the object of someone's intense, obsessive affection. He hated himself for it, yet he also craved it with a desperate fervor.

Glisten smiled, sensing his weakening resolve. "That's right, my love," they purred, their fingers once again trailing through his hair. "Let go, accept that this is what you need, what you truly want. It's alright, it's good to want this, to need it. I'll take care of you, give you everything you need, everything you desire."

Finn closed his eyes, a wave of conflict crashing over him. He knew this wasn't right, this wasn't love. Yet the promise of being cared for, of being wanted this fiercely, was so damn seductive. The part of him that craved this, that ached for Glisten's possessive touch, was growing louder, harder to ignore.
(🫃)

"Just give in," Glisten whispered, their voice a soft, coaxing murmur. "Give me all of you, my doll. Body, mind, heart, everything. Let me take you, make you mine. I promise you'll be happy like this, I'll give you everything you need, everything you want..."

Finn's breath hitched as he listened to the words, a strange mix of fear and desire coursing through him. The idea of giving himself completely to Glisten was terrifying and yet, a part of him whispered, it was also strangely appealing. To not have to worry about anything anymore, to just be Glisten's, completely and utterly...
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I've continued this story since y'all are HUNGRY as hell for this also I'm going to Pampanga so yeahhhh