褒め言葉 | 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
↳（ yandere ferid bathory x fem! reader ）
↳（ yandere crowley eusford x fem! reader ）
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➥ 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a girl suddenly finds herself trapped in an alternate universe where she has to bend to the whims...
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「 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑰𝑭𝑻𝑬𝑬𝑵 」 𝐇𝐔𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
꧁꧂
(Y/N) felt cold.
And numb.
After what felt like eternity trapped within the maze being hunted down by a rabid vampire to entertain Ferid and Crowley who oversaw it all like two twisted gods of some kind, she was finally able to use bits of shrapnel and glass that littered the area to kill the beast. Staring at her bloodied hands, her vision going hazy at just the sight, she flinched when a snap could be heard, jerking around to see that Ferid had re-clipped her chain to her collar.
She was still trapped.
"What a marvelous show," Crowley began with an easygoing smile—as if he didn't just witness a human brutally kill something that should've been able to rip her to shreds. "Your pet didn't disappoint."
"I told you it wouldn't," Ferid smirked.
"It's a shame Chess and Horn missed this," Crowley laced his fingers to rest behind his head. "They would've loved this much bloodshed. I am curious—why did you ask our aides to step out? Surely this isn't forbidden... is it?"
"I intend to keep my pet's... handiwork from sight, as you are correct," Ferid smiled. "Though, Ayal unfortunately has already witnessed it."
"Hm?" Crowley raised a brow.
"I placed it against a vampire who had brought it into the Capitol—Kenlr, did you know him?" He questioned as he set both hands on (Y/N)'s shoulders, toying with her chain ever so frequently that made a clinking noise, Crowley noticing this as he shook his head 'no' in answer. "Well, he had gone rabid as I intended him to, and I placed him in the human's vicinity. You know, just to see what would happen. Imagine my surprise when he died and my pet came out victorious."
"I could guess anyone would be surprised..." Crowley murmured as his red eyes bored into (Y/N)'s own. "I certainly am..."
"As you should be," Ferid's eyes curved in delight before his gaze flicked back down to (Y/N), her entire form trembling like a frightened baby animal—a sight he found almost pitifully adorable. "Now, Ayal can escort you out. It seems I must clean up and tend to my poor pet here. See... humans are just so delicate that it's hard to know when you've pushed them too much."
"Your human seems resilient, though," Crowley commented with a lilting smile.
"Indeed, it is..."
The two vampires then ascended the stairs with (Y/N) trailing after them, only forced forward by the chain connected to the collar around her neck, something that choked her and cut into her skin if she were lagging too much. Eventually, they met back up with Ayal, Chess, and Horn, and after Ferid instructed Ayal to escort his guests out, he and (Y/N) separated from the group to go their own specific way. He tugged her down the hall and up another winding flight of stairs to where he kept rooms with more personal usage—the bathroom being one of them. Of course, it was rarely occupied since vampires had no need for it.
Shoving her inside, he undid her chain but not her collar before filling up the iron tub within with lukewarm water. He then grasped at her shirt to pull it off. Immediately, she gasped and quickly slapped his hands away as she cowered in the corner, glaring at him with such hatred that it almost made him laugh. Her reactions were so very fun.
"What are you doing?" She demanded.
"Didn't I already say it earlier?" Ferid tutted, shaking his head even almost as if he were disappointed. "I need to tend to you. That involves cleaning you. The least you can do for me is stay hygienic, can't you agree?"
"I can do that by myself, then," she announced, still keeping up an air of defiance.
His eyes narrowed.
(Y/N) quickly shriveled in on herself.
She hated when he looked at her like that: as if she were stupid for daring to go against him. No, more so, as if he couldn't believe her for ever wanting something that directly contradicted with what he believed was correct and should be. She knew that in their relationship—whatever twisted, sick relationship they had—was as master and subservient. Therefore, her wants were completely eradicated in the face of his wants.
She lived for him.
Therefore, she had nothing but him.
Knowing she couldn't force him out of the room, either verbally or physically, (Y/N) resigned herself to turning so that her back was facing him before slowly sliding her top and bottoms off, leaving her only in her bra and underwear. She could feel Ferid's eyes tracing up and down her body hawkishly, and though she knew he wasn't looking at her with desire, it was still humiliating to be deprived of something as humane as privacy. Finally, she removed the last two remaining items from her body until she was completely bare.
With a burning face, she quickly dipped into the water before beginning to clean herself with the one measly bar of soap provided, still able to feel Ferid's gaze burning into her. As blood, sweat, and grime started flaking off to eventually turn the water a muddy red, Ferid had her step out to drain the tub before refilling it. Once more, she stepped into the water, but this time, as she cleaned herself, she tensed when feeling Ferid's fingers combing through her hair.
"What... what are you doing?" She choked out in a hoarse whisper, fear flooding her veins.
"I'm making sure my pet is clean," Ferid hummed as he then began to knead soap into her hair to cleanse it, his sharpened nails scraping gently against her skull in a way that made her shudder. "Isn't that what all good owners do?"
At that point, his lips were to her ear.
His warm breath caressed her skin, electricity jolting down her spine.
Reluctantly, (Y/N) allowed Ferid to continue as he pleased, keeping hidden from his sight her most intimate of parts despite knowing that he couldn't care less for such things. She didn't want to give him the satisfaction of trust, illusion or otherwise, and kept on her guard the entirety of her 'bathing' session. Once Ferid deemed her satisfactory, he finally allowed her to towel off and step into clean clothes that he provided. The change was much better than expected.
