Together in Insanity (Yandere!Sangwoo x Reader)

Chapter 25

"So how did you respond to him?" you asked, barely attempting to hide your boredom. Thankfully, you were so practiced in faking interest, you didn't have to try. Otherwise, you'd be out of a job.

Your patient started listing off a dull, blaze response. Humans were naturally similar. They all believe they are their own individual person and different from everyone else. There was some truth to that, as everyone was their own mix of traits; however, the individual trait a person had was shared with many others, and in that way, they were not unique. All you wanted to was to recreate that feeling from the other night. Even the morning after was rather amusing:

You woke up to the sound of shuffling of drawers and clothes. Sitting up, you went to rub your eyes, only to feel cold metal and hear the clink of chains behind your back.

"What's this about? Some new creepy kink you are developing?" you taunt. You try to subtly look around for the key without making it clear what you were doing.

Sangwoo stood up and turned his gaze on you. You held back a shiver. "You won't find the keys if that's what you're looking for." he responded, ignoring your question. You sighed in exasperation and noticed what he was holding.

"Are you packing?"

He ran one hand through his hair: the way he did when he was exasperated or stressed. "You're moving in with me."

"Is that a fact?"

"Yes." He walked over to your dresser and started going through your drawers.

"Are you just going to leave me handcuffed like this?" You pulled on your restraints as if he had forgotten.

"I don't want you getting in the way." Sangwoo didn't even look up at you. Instead, he simply dug through your draws and occasionally threw stuff in the duffle bag he was holding. You bit your lip, knowing the contents hidden in the drawer he just pulled open.

Maybe he won't find them, you thought hopefully. It wasn't some huge secret, but it wasn't particularly something you wanted him to find.

Sangwoo froze. You held your breath. He held up a few things. "What are these?"

Shit. "Well, a lady has her needs."

"Now you have me for those needs, so you don't need these toys anymore." Despite his words, you watched him put them in the duffle bag. You resisted the urge to swallow. What was his plan?

His hand pulled back out of the bag with something in his hand. "I'm ready for my breakfast now."

Your lower region immediately sparked in excitement, anticipating the suggestion in his tone. "So you going to uncuff me to let me make us both food."

He didn't respond as he approached you. The light brunet pulled you to the edge of the bed before kneeling between your legs. Lightly, he breathed on your wet folds. You resisted the strong urge to shiver, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of a response to his teasing. But then he flicked the object on and pushed the vibrator against your clit. There was no holding back your moans from that.

Sangwoo slowly rubbed the small toy against your clit. His lips hovered inches from yours, and his breath was taunting you. Spreading your legs, you tried to encourage more than just his teasing. Your hands tugged on the cold metal binding your wrists behind your back. If only you could free just one to for his lips against yours like you so desperately wanted. Like you so desperately needed.

Thankfully, you didn't have to wait long. Your lover slowly pressed his lips against your clit. His mouth held the vibrator against your bundle of nerves as he teasingly sucked on it. Something brushed against you and your toes curled. The man between your legs moved the vibrator with his tongue against you. It was about all you could take.

"Ah.~ I'm close." you moaned. Sangwoo sucked harder and thrusted two fingers into you. Curling your toes, you released on his fingers with a loud moan. "Sangwoo.~"

Your lover pulled away from you, sucking his fingers clean. He pulled the vibrator from his mouth, turned it off, and tossed it in the duffle bag. His eyes never left yours as you came down from your high, panting.

"Now to clean off my plate." He smirked and pressed his lips against yours once again, this time his tongue slipped inside your hole. Needless to say, it was a very pleasurable morning.

~*~

"Y/n?"

You looked up at your patient, realizing you got lost reminiscing about the other morning. "I'm sorry." You continued with a question and acted as the perfect therapist you were. Or at least that your patients thought you were. They didn't really need to know the truth. Who would even benefit from everyone knowing your true pastimes? It would only cause mass hysteria.

Then again, the chaos would be so much fun. Guess a girl can only dream.

For now, you were certain of one thing: to remain with Sangwoo, you had to keep bringing back people to fuck to get that high again. With Yoon around, you had forgotten just how good it felt to murder and fuck at the same time. It transcended all other forms of pleasure. It was probably the closest thing a person like you could get to heaven, and damn was it amazing. How could have you ever forgotten it?

You weren't sure, but now that you were over your feelings with Sangwoo, you planned on using his obsessive jealousy to your desire. Men could be so easy to control. Really, people in general were. You could wrap almost anyone around your finger. As with everyone, there were the extreme anti-social skeptics no one could win over; however, that was when the talk of blades was far more efficient than that of tongues.

It didn't take long for your workday to come to close. The time was around eight and night had fallen on the filthy city. Time had already passed, putting days between now and the blissful night with Heather. Maybe even a week. You weren't all that certain anymore: time seemed foggy. What you did know, however, was that you were going to get that high tonight no matter what. Nothing would stand in your way. A smirk pulled at your lips as you stepped off into your playground. Let the games begin.