||Izayoi|| "Mine."

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Yandere!Izayoi x Reader

(Y/n)'s POV

My legs began to be worn out, feeling exhausted, ready to collapse onto the cold ground.
I panted heavily, trying to catch my breath.

Running through the crowd of people, I was close to Shiroyasha, reaching out to the door. A hand tightly gripped mines.

"Eh? Getting help? That's not fair.." Izayoi whispered darkly in my ear, in fear I retracted my hand.
My lips quivered, scared of his man. I started to step back carefully.

Why am I running from him?
He murdered Kuro Usugi of course. He murdered my best friend, right in front of my eyes.
The scene replayed in my head, her head being visible, being covered in blood. Standing in the pool of her blood,

Was that blond haired male named Izayoi Sakamaki.

"I-Izayoi..." I whispered, my eyes focused on him, on guard.

"Hm?" He responded back, walking closer to me, which made me walk further back.
We suddenly managed to be in a dark alley..
Many people looked passed us, not aware of the danger of Izayoi.

His violet eyes stared at me, it seems to be holding many emotions...

Lust.

Being backed into a corner, I was ready to scream, but only to be met with a hand stopping me.

"Oi Oi, you wouldn't want anyone to see us.." He shushed, his free arm wrapping around my waist, pulling me closer.
I felt a strong bite at the nape of my neck, Izayoi sucking at the skin. I squirmed under his touch, the more I squirmed, the more he sucks harder.

"I-I-Iza-yoi.." He pulled away from my neck, now showing a very revealing mark.
I felt a chop on the back of my neck, the darkness pulling me into itself.

I collapsed onto Izayoi's chest.

Izayoi's POV

'Aah~ I'm certainly not going to be bored now..'
I stared at (Y/n)'s sleeping body, her soft breaths being heard.

Carrying her bridal style, I walked us back to my room, making sure to lock the doors.
I examined her closely her soft looking lips, her figure, her beautiful captivating eyes.

Maybe she's not as busty as Kuro Usugi, but she is perfect, just my type...
I pressed my lips against hers, carefully, making sure not to wake her up. That didn't turn out well.

Her eyes snapped open, her face being a shocked and frightened reaction.
She pulled away quickly, raising her hand up to slap me. I tightly gripped both her hands, raising them over her head, pinning her down onto the bed.

Taking out a rope from the drawer, I quickly tied her hands tightly, her whimpering under my touch.
I brought my lips close to her ear, licking the earlobe, before biting the skin softly. A small quiet moan came out of her mouth.

Her face looked like someone spread red paint over her.

"No..." She whimpered, closing her eyes as tears threatened to fall, waiting for this dream to end.
My lips formed into a small frown,

"It's boring with your clothes on, isn't it?" I said, her eyes widening further, this is when she thrashed around.

"If you continue with that, don't expect me to go gentle then." I ordered, making her whole body completely stop.
I leaned over to her ear closer,

"Sa, let you cure my boredom.."

"You are mine, and only mine."

"No boy or girl will have you."

"Ever."

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