Choose me, or die (Yandere/Archer x reader x Yandere/Avenger)

3

After you left Archer in the kitchen, you hurried to your room to find out what that shadow was.

Archer asked where you were going when you ran out, in which you replied you wanted to check your phone, in case you received a call from your parents. He gave you a look, but returned to pulling out some pots. You hoped he bought it as you climbed the stairs, hoping you didn't need to explain what you saw, when it could have been your imagination.

When you entered the hallway towards your room, you stopped in your tracks. Suddenly, a fear so strong entered your being, causing you to widen your eyes. You wanted to call out to Archer, but your voice was caught in your throat. Sweat formed on your brow, as your vision began to blur.

'What is this-?' You tried calming your breathing and rubbing your eyes. Once you cleared your vision, the hallway didn't look how it was before. There was red almost everywhere you looked. The curtains were torn, the sky outside were dark with a red moon shining down. The carpet looked trampled and soaked in blood. It reminded you of the dream, only the voice wasn't there to torture you with their hands. The hallway looked disoriented and destroyed. Your room was opened a crack, revealing a light shining through. You gulped. 'Archer...' You called out to him in your mind, hoping he could hear you.

"You coming in or what?" A familiar voice echoed in your head. You blinked, then took a step towards your room. "There you go, don't be shy~" They snickered. You picked up the pace, your curiosity growing as you opened the door to your room.

There, sitting by the window was a boy your age, staring out towards the moon. With only a red, ripped cloak wrapped around his waist, and bandages wrapped around his arms and legs, you gaped at the sight of him. His back was towards you, but the markings all over his bare body bothered you. What were those markings? And what did they mean? They looked ominous. 

He turned to you, a smirk growing as he stared at your shocked face. "Shocking, isn't it?"

You closed your mouth slowly, staring with wide eyes. He smiled, his eyes ever wide in sheer curiosity. He moved away from the window to walk around you. You found yourself in the middle of the room, standing frozen in place, as he looked over your form. 'Why can't I move?!' You thought desperately. Not that the man, servant, or entity was making any move to harm you, as he entered your line of vision. But not being able to move was causing your fear to risen.

He grinned. "I haven't torn out your throat, so speak."

"I ca-" You blinked when you found your voice, and regained control of your body. You gulped and took a step back. "Who are you? Where am I?"

He tilt his head. He has yet to blink at all you noticed. "We've met before. Or don't you remember? Should I remind you?"

You quickly shook your head, remembering that experience in your dream. "No, never mind."

He chuckled, closing his eyes in amusement. "Too bad. So, how did you do it?" He asked suddenly. You stared at him in confusion. "The summoning. How did you manage to summon me too?"

You looked down. "I don't know. I'm still figuring that out myself."

He hummed, stepping closer. You took a step back. He grinned, stepping closer to you until you backed up to the wall behind you. You shivered and hugged the wall when he stood in front of you, pretty much staring into your soul. "Are you afraid?"

"W-without the protection of my servant, yes. Who wouldn't be?" You answered honestly, your knees shaking. Even though you had a certain attraction to him, you still found him terrifying. His physical body was well toned, despite the markings over him.

"I'm not." He smiled innocently. "And technically, I'm your servant too. What makes you think I'm going to kill you?"

You dared yourself another honest answer. Honestly, the way he was staring at you with those wide eyes and smile made you want to piss yourself. "Your eyes, y-your... weapon..." You glanced down, feeling something sharp brush against your lower belly.

A grin slowly spread across his face. "Point taken. But don't worry, I won't kill you. I find you interesting."

You smiled weakly. "Oh, good."

"But that doesn't mean you shouldn't keep your guard up." He giggled when your eyes widened in fear, then smiled softly. You grimaced when he leaned close to rub noses. Then grabbed your wrists, holding them over your head. Your heart beat quickened as he trailed his nose down to your neck. He took a long whiff at a sensitive area, then kissed it.

He pressed himself against you, still taking in your scent. You blushed and shuddered at his lower half pressing against yours. The pressure was causing friction between your legs. "W-what are you doing?"

"You like it, don't you?" He whispered in your ear and intertwined your fingers in his. You whimpered when he pressed his lips against your neck again. He even gave you a love bite, as an added bonus to your fidgeting. He grinned for a moment, your vision began to blur again. "Until next time..."