Yandere Prince X Magical Reader

Force.

(A/N): Gets sexual. I'll label that part with ✰'s so you can skip over it if you like. Also a Kind of long notice at the end.
And- HAPPY HALLOWEEN! Even if this part isn't particularly spooky lol)

"How dare you!"
Despite his intimidating tone, his voice shook like he was pained.
He grabs your chin and forces you to face him again, after the impact turned your head away.
He leans in close, narrowing his grey eyes at you.
"Take her back to her room."
He steps back to allow them to drag you away. The way they're holding you causes the handcuffs to dig into your wrists.
As you're being taken from the alley, you hear them mention your bag.
"I'll take it." Ace says.

The crowd seems to part as you're pulled through. Many people turn to watch your struggles, but not one intervenes or questions it.
You try and drop your weight so you're harder to drag, but they move you with ease regardless.
Upon reaching the steps of the castle, one of them picks you up and carries you over his shoulder. Likely so as not to damage your knees, as they would have had they decided to drag you up the steps.

You're unceremoniously thrown onto your bed, the two soldiers dealing with you having lost their patience.
As they leave the room, Prince Ace comes in right behind them, looking very tired with his arms crossed.
The doors close as he looks at you and sighs.
"Look what you've done. Your hair is a mess, your skin is dirty and scraped.." He gestures to a pile of fabric on the ground. "And the dress my sister designed for you is completely ruined."
You don't respond, just stare at him, scooting further away from him.
He grumbles and drops your bag on the ground. You flinch, knowing what precious things are inside. You go for your bag, but your stopped by the Prince, who shoves you back onto the bed.
"That's fine though, I suppose."
Before you can get back up, he presses you shoulders down into the bed.
His suggestive position on top of you goes seemingly unnoticed by him.
"After all, I can't have you wearing a traitors dress on our binding night."
Your eyes widen and you start to struggle.
"Stop that!"
"What did you do to Missandra?!" You shout, hitting him in the chest.
He growls in frustration, grabbing your wrists and holding them over your head.
"You really think I'd hurt my own sister?!" He sounds genuinely upset that you'd think that. "Not to mention she isn't even a real threat. If anything.. That doctor-" he stops suddenly, his eyes widening. His face turns a shade of red.
You don't realize at first why. You follow his gaze down.
He's staring at your bare midsection, having been exposed when he pinned you.
His expression turns pensive for a moment before you feel him move your hands. He's now holding the chain on your handcuffs instead of you wrists. He now has a free hand.
You try and move away as he hovers His hand just a bit away from your skin.

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"Surely just a light touch.. Couldn't be too wrong of me.." Before you can protest, he places his warm hand over the cold skin of your stomach.
You squirm away from his touch, trying not to look at his face as his hand slowly trails up.
The look in his eyes, though you only saw them for a second, it made your skin crawl.

You close your eyes tight and bring your leg up to kick him, though you don't really know where it lands.
You hear a thud but don't get much of a reaction from the Prince.
His hand has stopped moving, but it's definitely still touching you.

"What was that?"
The sudden sound right by your ear startles you. He let's out a soft chuckle when you flinch.
"Kicking somebody.."
He leans in, pressing his lips against the side of your neck.
"Isn't very polite.."
His hand starts trailing up your side again, sliding under the hood.

Simultaneously, you feel two separate sensations.
The feeling of his hand finding its way to the mounds on your chest, accompanied by the feeling of his tongue meeting the skin of your neck.
You're stunned to stillness for a moment, but only a moment.

The Prince holds an amused expression as you kick and thrash beneath him.
He slowly trails kisses all around your neck as his hand caresses your breast.
You don't know how long they've been there, but you've now noticed the tears welling in your eyes.
And it seems that Ace has as well.
He pulls back and looks at your face.
Seeing your tears, he doesn't get upset as you expected.
Instead he let's out a calm sigh, a small, pitying smile on his face.

"Am I moving a little fast for you (Y/N)?" He asks, he moves his hand away from your chest to wipe a tear from your cheek.

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Only then does his smile fade.
"Ugh.. This mark on your face.."
He runs his thumb over your cheek, still red from when he hit you.
You flinch away from his touch, the contact stinging your skin.
"There there, I'll kiss it better for you."
He firmly takes hold of your chin to keep you from turning away before gently pressing his lips to your cheek.
Though no matter how gentle he tried to be, it was still unpleasant.

"I'll have another dress for you in just a bit." He mutters as he removes himself from above you.
Now able to sit up, you can see the guards stationed just beyond the window, their back facing you.
The Prince speaks up again, barely catching your attention.
"In the meantime, why don't you go take a bath? You have blood in your hair."

He steps up to the door before you noticed. As he opens the door, he speaks up, not turning around to face you.
"But don't take too long. I think you've stalled the ceremony long enough."
As he leaves, you see the guards posted at the door.

You're trapped.

(A/N): Lol, ya girl forgot to add the notice before, sorry.
Like I said, its super long. My brain was all over the place at the time.
You can skip it if you want, obviously.

Hi! So, I've decided that after I finish the yandere Prince story, I'm going to do a separate book where I do it differently.
Admittedly, I'm not super proud of my writing in the midsection of the story. It was only once Domi showed up that I got back into "the zone" of writing it.
I absolutely meant for Nadrous to seem simultaneously extravagant and yet dull in comparison to the village, but it also made me less interested in writing about it as a result. The story becoming less descriptive is part of what threw me off. After all, how often do you really wanna read "White walls & floors with a red carpet." Cuz that's practically every hallway & room in the castle.

Anyway, its still going to be the same beginning. Only I'm going to change the Princes choice of taking the reader. Instead, he's going to stay in the village.
Consider it an "Alternate universe" lol
I just really miss writing in that village, because it definitely has a fairytale air about it that I love. In Nadrous the air feels stale in comparison. Some of the same characters from Nadrous will show up eventually, The Prince will still be obsessed with the reader(Though more obvious now that he won't be busy all the time), it'll just take place in the village instead.

What do all of you think of this? I just personally feel disappointed in how I ended up treating this story, because I especially loved the beginning with all of the characters.
Though there are plenty of characters I like in Nadrous (I'm partial to Clemente) it wasn't enough to dissuade my burnout for writing in that location. So lemme know if you like this idea, or if you'd rather I not do the other book.

End Of Notice///)