~AOT One Shots~ (DISCONTINUED)

Mine 2 (Yandere!Bertolt x Reader *modern AU, lemon*)

Long title, huh? Well, here you go, part two is here! Enjoy!

Everything was a blur in my mind. Why couldn't I move my arms or legs?

I slowly opened my eyes, and gasped when I saw a pair of green eyes staring directly into mine. Bertolt slowly smiled when he saw that I was awake.

This wasn't his normal smile, though. It was twisted. Insane. Frightening.

"Good, you're awake," he said, and stood up to his full height. I looked down, and saw that I was in a chair. My arms and legs were bound tightly, rendering me helpless to...whatever he was planning to do to me. I felt my heart race, and not in the way it normally did when he was near me.

I was terrified.

"Bertl...what are you doing?" I asked, my voice trembling, giving away my fear. "Why am I tied up? What do you want from me?"

He chuckled from above me, and ran his fingers through my hair. Despite my fear, I felt myself arching into his touch. I would be lying if I said I didn't have a huge crush on him, and though I didn't like to be kidnapped - obviously - I'd rather it be by him than anyone else.

"What else was I supposed to do? The school year is drawing to a close, and you rejected my letter. Once we graduate, I won't see you again. I can't survive without you, (Y/n). I need to keep you with me...forever." He ran his hand down the back of my neck, slowly crouching down in front of me, so we were level. He had something in his hand, but I couldn't see it from this angle. "Why did you reject my letter, anyway? Who is this other guy you like?" His voice dropped an octave lower. "Tell me who he is."

"I didn't know that you sent that letter! I thought it was someone else, that's why I said no, and...I can't tell you who I like." I looked away from his deep green gaze.

"Why not? Afraid what I'll do to them?"

Next thing I know, a knife was being pressed against my neck. The cold metal was directly on my skin. I swallowed, my eyes huge. Would he kill me? Surely he wouldn't...right?

"Tell me who it is, (Y/n). I don't want to hurt you."

"I...I...." I squeezed my eyes shut. "I like you, okay? I've liked you for a while!"

That's not exactly how I wanted my confession to happen.

"Oh really? Are you just saying that so I won't hurt you?" He pressed the edge of the knife even deeper into my skin. He wasn't yet cutting into the skin, but it was close.

"No, I really do like you, Bertolt. Please believe me. I'm telling you the truth! You know me, Bertolt, and you know I don't lie."

He smiled darkly. "That's true. Fine then. If you're telling the truth, then your time here will be far more pleasant for you."

The knife was removed, and replaced by his lips.

I gasped at the sudden assault.

His lips moved down my throat, warm and wet. I squirmed in my chair as her began to unbutton my blouse, leaving hickeys on my skin.

"Bertolt!" I gasped as he pulled it completely open. He pulled my bra down and made quick work of sucking and licking my hardened n*pples. He looked up at me, and his gray-green eyes sparkled when he saw my flushed face and heard my soft moans.

"You like this?" He asked softly, his lips brushing over my skin.

"Mmm...no...." I moaned as he gently bit into the sensitive flesh. I was lying, and he knew it. Heat had been pooling between my thighs, and now I couldn't help but squeeze my legs together in a vain attempt to stop the sensation.

His eyes widened when he noticed this.

"Oh," he breathed. "You really like this."

"Please," I begged, and he smiled shyly up at me.

"Don't worry...I'll fix it."

He pulled my jeans down around my knees, followed by my panties. He began to licked up and down my slit, causing a string of moans and gasps to slip past my parted lips.

He licked me for a couple of minutes before he untied my legs. "I can't wait anymore," he growled, and untied each of my wrists. He picked me up and carried me over to the couch. Before I could process what he was doing, he had kicked his pants to the floor and was on top of me, his lips on mine. He kissed me hungrily while he unbuttoned his own shirt.

Once that was also on the floor, I was pulled further down on the couch, so I was looking directly up at him. I cried out in pain when he slid inside of me.

When did he take off his boxers?

I felt tears welling up in my eyes as he thrust into me, giving me no time to adjust. He was far bigger than anyone else I had ever felt...not like I had been with many guys, but still.

"Bertl...please...it hurts," I sobbed, and he kissed me tenderly, but didn't stop.

"It's okay, (Y/n)," he whispered. "I'm here. It's okay."

Eventually, it didn't hurt as bad, and it actually started to feel good. I could feel a coil twisting and tightening inside of my stomach.

I was writhing under him as he sucked on my neck, his hips rocking against mine.

"Bertl," I gasped. "I'm going to-"

He cut me off with a kiss as I came undone under him. His breath was growing heavy. Soon, he had climaxed as well.

He laid down on the couch and pulled me into his warm arms, nuzzling my hair with his nose. "Good girl," he said softly. "That was amazing. I want you to be with me always."

I might actually turn this into a short story, since I half a few more ideas for it. Did you guys like it?
Should I make more AOT-Yandere one shots with different characters *cough* Levi *cough*?

Fun fact: Bertolt is my 3rd favorite AOT character. He's just the cutest thing, isn't he? Like for real, he's adorable. (EDIT: As of right now, Bertolt is my favorite, though Jean is a *very* close second.)

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