Dancing With You| Obey Me! x reader (Oneshots)

Barbatos❤(Monster)

"Everyone's afraid of me, so I'm untouchable man
But in the end, you can't reject me
You'll hide and steal glances at me
Then get surprised
I'm your antinomy
I'm a part of your existence"
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~Barbatos is obsessed with the reader and will do anything to keep them by his side, even sensing their fear pressing on because he knows they'll never say no to him. (yeah he is very out of character and sorry if it's bad this is the first time I've written a character as a yandere. Whoops also this is not fit for some readers as this mentions a sexual advancement (but never was rape cuz he drinks respect juice), murder, and obsession)(also do NOT watch the video if you have a seizure disorder)~
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(No ones pov)

A simple glance was all it took for the normally composed and polite demon to fall under the spell of obsessive love. He was shocked at first when he found his heart would only race around you, and it only ever raced around you. The way you had made him feel was like a drug to him, something he knew he needed more of, even if he had to take it by force. Sending loving smiles your way whenever he saw you look at him. You hadn't known it yet, but you had a very powerful demon wrapped around your finger, one who would do just about anything for you, whether you wanted him to or not. He still remembers the day he saw you, the way your eyes locked with him even if it was for a moment, he remembers the feeling of his heart beating against his rib cage as if it was about to jump out of his living and breathing body. You looked like an angel in his eyes, your soft eyes looking back at him, then the smile that pressed to your lips was enough to make anyone fall head over heels. After that day he found himself longing for you, your touch, your voice, anything really. Anything you gave him would be enough he thought in his mind. He just didn't know how much he craved you until he had you and he was never going to let you go. 

He wanted you and he had made it clear with his tone of voice and his actions, before knowing his dark side he had already made you fall for him. You loved his eyes and smile, and how he only seemed to smile at you. The way he caught you stealing glances quite often whenever you were in the castle. He loved the blush on your cheeks whenever he caught you. The night he told you how he felt was almost like a dream to the both of you. He was falling for you even more when he felt your hand in his for the first time. He wanted the warmth of it to stay but he knew you had to go. Neither you expected it so soon when his lips pressed to yours in a sweet loving manner that you couldn't help but love about him. 

He remembers the first time he killed someone for you, though you never knew the demon who looked your way a little much to his distaste. The blood pooling down his gloved hand, and on his pale skin was a feeling he hated yet loved. If it meant less game for him in the future he was down to kill whoever, he loved hearing the shrill and pained screams coming from the victim's lips as he tore them apart, limb by limb until they were nothing but parts of someone he never knew the name of and never cared. He only learned the names of them when they were in the news but he had quickly forgotten about them. 

He remembers the first time he made you cry, after he had told you about the murders and that he was the one who killed them. He can still see the pain in your eyes as he spoke out about it, but he had told you to keep your mouth shut, and he was pleased you never spoke a word to anyone. Deep down he loved the feeling of power he had over you, but he would never speak out about it. He knows you hadn't forgotten but your love for him was endless and you came back to him with open arms. 

Against his burning fingertips, he still can feel your delicate skin on them as he would often drag his hands softly over the warmth of you. He loved how you felt, how you were a perfect fit for him. He loved your body and he made sure you knew that as well, filling your ears with endless compliments, deep down you couldn't refuse him and his words and he knew it as well. He loved the way your chest pressed against his, loved the way your arms would wrap around him. Mainly he loved the way you called his name. It sounded like a song, it was enough to drive him crazy. He was full of you but he wanted more.

He had only ever made one advancement towards you but hated the way he had made you feel. 

"I love you." His voice calmed as his breath washed down your figure and sent shivers up your spine. His gloved hand messing and fingering the helm of your shirt, then your pants, as he pressed his lips on the skin of your neck. You had sat between the space of his legs, his chest pressed lightly against your back. 

"I love you too," you said back this made your heart flutter, a soft blush rising to your cheeks as you felt his hands run under your shirt, pressing lightly against the skin of your waist. Resting there for a moment as one of his hands moved out from under the clothing and to your chin forcing you to look at him. Seeing the emotion in his normally dull eyes, his lips are parted slightly as nearly silent breaths leave the space. 

"I want you" he mutters soon pressing his lips to yours in a heated but respectful manner, you could feel his tongue press against your lips, then pass as he forces himself to go against them. His grip on your waist becomes tighter but not too tight. His hand falls from your chin to your neck, his fingers glide down the exposed skin softly, and down to your pants. A feeling in your chest was telling you to pull away so that's what you did. His wide eyes locking with yours as he saw the look on your face, he couldn't forget it. 

"Let's not do this, ok," you say quietly, still trying to calm your racing heart as he nods leaning against the wall as his hands retract away from you, leaving the cold air to nip at your figure.

"Sorry" 

He wanted to be respectful to you and your wishes, but he often found it hard. But kept himself under control barely ever snapping. He had rarely ever shown you how angry he became at times. But there was once you had made a mistake, and he snapped he hadn't realized what he was feeling and that he was yelling until he saw the fear in your eyes. 

"Do you really think that lowly of me?" he questions, after one of your first arguments. This makes you jump and look at him with confused eyes. He towers over you, his dark eyes boring into you with anger. His upper lip pursed out slightly as he glared down. 

"Wha-" before you can finish he slams his hands down on either side of the chair you were sitting in. 

"You really want to leave me! After all, I've done for you!" he shouts, his voice rising with anger and feeling a betrayal. As he is lost in emotions he can't begin to think straight as he continues to shout "why must you act so selfish all the time!" 

"I'm not selfish just look at you! Where did you find out I want to leave you!" you shout back and this was a bad move on your part this makes him grab your shoulder pulling you closer but this time it wasn't out of love it was out of spite as his gloved hands grip tightly. Your breath hitches in your throat as his other hand wraps itself around your neck. You suddenly wrap both of your hands onto his making sure to push him away if he tried anything, though you knew it would do nothing, he was way stronger than you. 

"You are pushing it (Y/N). you can't leave me, I'll make sure you stay by my side no matter what, even if I have to break a few limbs, or even kill you" his voice turns deep and darker as his eyes narrow as they finally lock with yours making your heart race in fear and a small whimper left your lips at the threat. "You're mine, no one else can have you" after the words leave his lips he finally lets go, he looks at his hands before muttering a few words under his breath as he races out of the room. 

You both had tried your best to forget it, but it still lived in his mind. Every time it flooded his mind he felt a sting of regret hit him. But nonetheless, he still was by your side as much as he could be. It took a week or so until you were able to take his hand in yours. A part of your mind believed he was the one for you but the other part was telling you to run from this monster in disguise. But you knew even if you ran he would always find you, there was no escaping him. A small smile was on his lips as he said the words you loved to hear but felt fear as well 

"I love you, you know that, right?"