Yandere Grell x Male!Reader

An Upgrade

You had been done with your paperwork for a while, and still couldn't think of any way possible to escape. The only way out is if you either snuck out in the middle of the night to seek help from anyone you could find, or continue with your current plan and pray that someone will show you some mercy. Well, actually, the first one might not work, she always kept the door in the room locked from the outside. Plus, if you were to move into any room, you know damn well she'd keep you in hers. Damn it, you could've had something. You jumped at the sound of the front door opening, followed by her chime "(y/n)~! I'm home~!" You sighed, it seems your only two options were to go with your plan or give into all this. She did, after all, treat you very kindly when you appeased her- wait, wait NO. You refused to give into this. You're kidnapped. Not in love. You head perked up as you heard the door unlock, and swing open to reveal the red-headed reaper. "Hello again sweetheart, did you get your work done?" You nodded, picking up the stack of papers and handing it to her. "Very good~, so it seems I can trust you to be alone untied. Seems you've found out what's best for you, isn't it easier when you just accept my love for you darling~?" You fought your urge to flinch and move away as she kissed your cheek, forcing out a smile for her. Your stomach churned at your own forced action, receiving a toothy grin from Grell in response. Holy shit, you've failed to remember her sharklike teeth, putting you at less ease than before. "It seems perhaps you would like to be able to stay here more comfortably, hm?" She tilted her head, and you nodded in response. Not only would this be a chance to advance your plan, but also you were so damn tired of sleeping on the floor. Your back ached, and though the carpet was soft it provided no comfort. "Darling, it would be nice to hear your voice, at least every once in a while. You don't have to stay silent around me to earn my trust, you can speak." She spoke in a downhearted tone as she led you by the hand to the room past the bathroom that you hadn't been able to see into before. Her room was well-kept and spacious, having a king size bed made with what you could make out to be silk sheets, of course in the color red. There were small bed-side tables on either side, each one having a drawer on it. On one wall there was a desk and chair, and finally you were in a room with windows. However, they were most likely sealed shut to ensure you don't attempt to escape. The curtains were thick and, just like any other accent in this place, red. There was also two other doorways, one being the closet and the other being the master bathroom. The bathroom was more messy than the room, with small cases of make-up strewn about along with the brushes, a nice bathtub and shower with a towel in front of it. The closet didn't seem all too spacious, only judging by the closed door. She let go of your hand, and for once kept the door open as she sat on her bed, taking off her heels and stretching. With the door being left open, you felt the strong urge to run for it. But, you ignored it as you knew it wasn't a wise choice. Not only would she catch you, there would also more than likely be a physical repercussion, you'd be tied up again, and left in that prison cell of a room. "You can sit down dear, I won't bite, unless you would want me too~." She let out a dark chuckle alongside her flirty tone that repulsed you, but you continued to walk in and sit next to her. She stood up, walking towards the closet and opening the door before speaking again. "I hope you don't mind turning around sweetheart, it is awfully rude to stare at a lady while she changes, you know. Only except in certain situations, I'm sure you know~." Her increased flirting continued to make you feel even more uncomfortable, beginning to feel a tension rise as you almost prayed she wouldn't do anything... provocative. There's no way in hell you would let her touch you. Sure, you're submitting to her, but you would never do it in that way. "Alright, you can turn around now." You turned around slowly, hoping for the best but preparing for the worst. You can not think of a feeling more relieving than your current experience, she wore long sleeved pajamas that matched her bed sheets in both color and material. She walked back to the bed with a stride similar to that of a model's, swaying her hips as she walked and sat next to you, draping an arm around your shoulder and pulling you close. She kissed the top of your head, then your cheek, looking down at you and giving you a faint smile. "(Y/n), you're so distant, you don't have to be so shy around me dear! Please, just be yourself around me." She encouraged you to be more at ease, but that was kind of hard to do when 'yourself' wanted to fucking leave. You weren't that good of an actor, it strained you just to do as you had been. She rested her head on yours, sighing at your lack of response. "You know I love you so much, don't you? I'm trying so hard to make you happy here and trust you, please darling won't you give it a chance?" You took a deep inhale and nodded, mumbling out a small "I know." She lifted her head up, and though you couldn't see it you knew her face lit up. She wrapped her arms around you, hugging you tightly from behind. You flinched and winced, but it had less to do with her actions than it did the pain from it- you still had a nasty bruise on your chest, and your back. She shrunk back and let you go immediately. "Oh, did I hurt you?! I'm sorry sweetheart, I didn't mean to that time-" she sounded genuinely hurt and shocked, you couldn't believe how genuine it sounded, almost like she was about to cry. You turned towards her, and her expression clearly matched. "N-no, well, yes. The bruises from-" she cut you off with a gasp, raising her hand to her mouth as she must've still been upset at herself for her actions. "My dear (y/n) I'm still so terribly sorry about that, but you know why I had to do that right? I don't want you to leave me, but now it's clear you're staying. I'm so happy you want to be with me, darling, I wouldn't want to have to hurt you again." Shit, now you had to take an active role in playing along. Hell no you didn't want to be here! But she looked so hurt, not only were you propelled by whatever the hell emotions she manipulated you into having to comfort her, it would help make yourself more convincing. You mustered up your courage, shoved down your constant urge to escape, and wrapped your arms around her tightly, attempting to comfort her. "Calm down Grell. I forgive you." She let out another gasp, smiled, and hugged you back. "Thank you, (y/n). You have no idea how much that means to me." She then proceeded to shower you head and face with kisses, thankfully never hitting your lips. When she finished bombarding you with kisses, she laid down, rubbing the space beside her as an invitation to lay with her. You obeyed, and she curled her body around yours, holding you close with one arm. Soon enough, you sensed that she had fallen asleep. The bed was so comfortable to lay down on, you couldn't help but feel yourself slowly getting sleepier...