P.E. Class

P.E. Class

Male Alpha Yandere x Gender Neutral Omega Reader CW: Noncon, public fucking, breeding, knotting, mention of musk, wrestling, mention of bullying, general yandere behavior Word Count: 360 (Super short drabble, please enjoy!)

Imagine you're an omega in college. The college in this realm requires physical education classes for all students no matter their major.

One day the class makes students pair off and wrestle one another. Complete with singlets.

You get paired with the biggest alpha brute, one who often teases and lightly bullies you.

The match is over in an instant, with him pinning you down on your belly. Your skin is touching and his musk is overpowering.

You feel his hot breath on your neck.

Then, in front of everyone, he begins to grind into you. Your body does what biology demands and you produce slick. It seeps through both of your singlets coating his cock.

You try to squirm but he grows and bears down on you with more force until you whimper and go limp.

He moves your singlet so that your hole is exposed and does the same to free his cock.

He plunges it right into you with one smooth motion, his cock squelching lewdly into your depths.

Then he breeds you hard and fast in full view of everyone. Some masturbate openly, others film your predicament, and a few blush and look away. But none helped. It wasn't all that odd for an omega to be taken suddenly.

You couldn't help but cry at the humiliation of being fucked in public. The helplessness of being raped so suddenly. And the embarrassment that came with it feeling so good that you were moaning and moving into his thrusts unwillingly.

After what feels like an eternity the both of you cum and he bites your neck and claims you as his prize. He licks your neck and nuzzles you while you cry on the gym mat, his knot still in you.

When his knot goes down he apologizes that he did that so suddenly, he explains that he had been planning to breed you eventually but the sweat and positioning from wrestling just triggered something primal in him and he could wait no longer…

Then he hushes your protests and carries you, cum still dripping down your legs, to his dorm for rounds 2, 3, 4, and 5.

Bro was NOT having a good time.

[Genya + Aizetsu]

The bonus part got me giggling

i woke up in my blind date’s basement. (not clickbait!!!)

loser! yandere x willing! gn! reader

cw — kidnapping, slight nsfw, obsessive thoughts !!

heyheyyyyy a small fic of a loser yan and a willing reader eeee !! writing practice buuuut if enough people like this, i’ll write more lil snippets of their life together so pls do lmk what u wanna see thru comments ,, always appreciated dearly <33

when you wake up, you realise you're in an unfamiliar room - if it can even be called one, due to its ridiculously tiny size, and unappealing state.

it's clear from the empty bottles of bleach that someone tried to tidy up, but something dark red stains the walls, leaving a coppery tinge to the stifling air.

"oh, you're awake!" the man to your left - who, you realise instantly, is your blind date from last night - grins.

its an off putting sight, the sheer happiness on his face, and the way you can see the bright gleam in his brown eyes even behind those glasses, and beyond the overgrown bangs.

"i, er, i was watching you sleep. sorry, old habits die hard, y'know? and you just look so fucking beautiful, with that birth mark and those—"

"ahhhh, sorry."

he catches his breath and apologises again, "i'm rambling again, aren't i? i tend to do that when it comes to you. only time i talk, really."

he's sitting cross legged besides your mattress with his hands in his lap. when he notices you staring, he awkwardly averts his gaze for a moment, wipes his sweaty hands on his jeans and leaves them with dark patches staining the fabric. "well, uh, did you sleep well, darling? i know an old mattress in the basement isn't ideal but—"

you try to speak, to tell him that yeah, accommodation wasn’t exactly ideal - but the words come out muffled.

"ah, i'm so sorry, my love!" he exclaims, the few pale patches on his own, darker skin, flushing a soft pink shade as he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "you can't really say anything, can you? sorry, again. i didn't think you'd agree to go out with me. had to ditch the plan and — oh, i'm rambling again, aren't i?"

"please tell me if i talk too much, i don't want to annoy you. i mean, i know you're not a morning person, but it's, like, four in the morning - isn't that funny?" when you make no indication of having found his words humorous, he wordlessly reaches over for the sock that's currently been stuffed into your mouth, flashes you another apologetic smile, and takes it out.

you instantly double over and spit the flavour - the strange, stifling taste of the sock out of your mouth.

your captor makes no move to undo the rope that binds your arms and legs behind your back, before he leans back, settling into his position besides you again, an expectant expression on his face. you don’t ask him to, yet, choosing only to examine him from head to toe.

he looks good. seems to have changed from the clothes he was wearing last night, during your blind date. you know he did his research beforehand, know he must be desperate to please, because everything he’s done - from the clothes he put on, to how he smells, and the accessories he dons, is all catered to your exact preferences. it’s hard not to find the effort endearing.

and then you remember where you are.

a moment of silence passes by before he clears his throat, the awkward sound echoing in the dingy basement. "morning, my darling. before you panic, i absolutely—"

"okay," you interrupt him, patience running thin, "first of all, why was that sock crusty, and second of all, what the fuck is going on right now?"

he doesn't seem put off by the venom in your tone, instead continuing with his words as if you hadn't spoken in the first place. "i'm glad you asked, darling. well, to put it simply, i, er, kidnapped you," he says with a bashful smile, pushing his glasses up with a shaking finger. "i absolutely adore you, and have for a long goddamn time - so i wanna keep you with me forever. like a tamagotchi!"

"you wanna keep me... forever in your basement?" your lip curls in disgust. "you can't be serious! have you seen the state of this place?"

"well, no." he falters for a moment before speaking, "i was going to explain how this all works. i mean, you won't be in the basement forever forever. it's just temporary, until i trust that—”

"oh, so you don't want to keep me forever?” your emotion leads you to hastily jump to a false conclusion, “please tell me i’m not going to be thrown away, once you’ve had your fill. you love me, right?”

"wait, sorry, um," he shakes his head, confusion evident on his features by means of his furrowed eyebrows, the clear trepidation in his tone. "do you... well, how do i say this?" he mumbles to himself, closes his eyes. opens them a moment later. "do you, like, want to stay here - with me? i thought you'd—"

"in this economy?" you scoff, " staying with you means i don't have to pay rent, and get free meals and free entertainment." you shoot him a glare, "there is entertainment, right?"

he blinks, "er, yeah. i have a whole bookshelf for you upstairs with all your favourite novels on it. there's also the media cabinet, full of your favourite films, director's cut and extended cuts and special editions and..." the man trails off, lost in a daze of his own thoughts. "are you - sorry, are you serious, darling?" he asks, that smile of his faltering. "you really want to stay? you realise i will ruin your social and professional lives and monopolise your whole existence, right?"

"yeah, like i said, that's fine by me," you shrug, "now could you be a dear and untie these ropes, please? i didn’t ask earlier but they're really hurting me."

"um, can you give me a moment?"

"sure. but you wanna know something funny," you tilt your head to the side. "for a guy who kidnapped me out of some twisted obsession, after the first date we had, you don't really seem happy that i want to stay."

"no!" he exclaims, eyes instantly widening in panic as he shakes his head frantically, " please don't say that! god, no, my love. you don't - you have no idea how happy i am! i - you - shit, you're going to think i'm crazy but i think i came in my pants when you said that and that's a problem because these are my favourite jeans and i wore them just for this occasion because i so desperately wanted you to think—"

"you're rambling."

"sorry! i mean, like i said, i'm beyond happy. it's just..." he turns his head to the side, too embarrassed to look you directly in the eyes. "i kind of had, like, all my lines prepared. i thought you'd freak out, and i was going to deliver them. i even practiced in front of a mirror to get the, er, the execution right. i’m just confused, is all.”

“…oh.” you blink, and then, before the man before you can burst into tears, which you think he just might, given the way his head hangs low, and he’s curled his fingers into a shaky fist, the knuckles white, in his lap. “well,” you offer, wanting to start your life together on the right foot, “you can still go through your lines if you want. wanna start again from the top?”

he looks up at you hopefully and nods, flashing you a grateful smile as he smooths his hands out, stretching his quivering fingers. “i’d like that, actually. um, can you pretend you don’t know what’s going on so i can do the whole, you know, the whole ‘i love you and you’re mine now’ thing?”

“yeah,” you shrug, “whatever makes you happy. can we go upstairs after this? i really want to sleep more, but preferably on an actual bed in a proper room.”

“of course! we will. we can. we can do anything you want. you can do whatever you, erm, want to do. to me, by the way. please do whatever you like to me. i’m all yours.”

he says in one big breath, and because you can’t bear to keep looking at them anymore, not really listening to his rant, you reach out to hold his clammy hands in yours, intertwine your steady fingers with his shaking ones without a word.

“that’s better. it’s kinda weird how you kidnapped me and yet, you’re still the more nervous one.” you look up at him expectantly, but his face is frozen. “okay so should we take it from the top?”

“i-i—” he looks back at you stupidly with wide eyes, fumbles for the right words, his tongue tied and his brain fuzzy. “my love, my darling — i think i just,” he looks down, head hung in shame, and you notice the tips of his ears burn a bright red, and that his pulse seems to have doubled, heart beating out of his chest. “i think i just, er, came in my pants, again.”

bonus —

WILLING READER, looking down at the prominent bulge straining against the fabric of yan’s jeans: oh.

WILLING READER: want me to clean that up for you? i feel bad leeching off you even if you kidnapped me. gotta make rent somehow, right?

LOSER YAN:

LOSER YAN: haha 😇😇 that’s crazy where did all my clothes go!! 🤗🤗 silly me 🤗🤗

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hey guys the sonny brisko brainrot is hitting again.

the type of mf to pass by the bathroom and hear through the door that you’re showering. look. he’s not some kinda freak that’ll just walk in for the sake of walking in even if you’re close to him.

but also like, it’s been a busy few days and neither of you know when it’ll calm down. it’s gotten so hectic that you only find time to shower in the evenings once you’re home and able to relax.

the sound of the water drowns out the sound of the door. he returns ten minutes later and you’re none the wiser.

once you step out of the hot water, you shiver as the air chills you. and when you reach for your towel, you’re pleasantly surprised that it’s just as warm. you sink into it as you finish your routine and get dressed. even so, you hold the towel close, fluffy and toasty and freshly thrown in the dryer to get that perfect comfy feeling.

there’s only one person in the household that could’ve dried it and snuck it back into the bathroom before you got out. he doesn’t even act prideful about it when you ask. “it’s whatever,” he says, cutting up some veggies for dinner while one of his shows plays softly on the tv. “it’s just nice sometimes, it’s not a big deal.”

but it is! you want to yell. it was sweet and i love how attentive you are and you’re so caring to me and quit being humble dammit!!

you just lean over his shoulder instead. let your body rest over his. a hug without hands, half of a nuzzle. comfortable contact.

the silent appreciation is what makes him do it again a few weeks later.

he makes a habit of this, often enough that you can tell he likes seeing you happy but not often enough that you can predict it.

however there’s also a 25% chance that when he takes the towel while you’re showering he’ll say “nice ass” and leave before he can hear you rip him a new one even though he really wasn’t looking. shithead

✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

Their Co-Empress

Yandere Navier x younger reader x yandere Heinrey

Warning: sexual activity, forced affection, forced marriage, Stockholm syndrome, pregnancy, child birth, hint pedophilia (not by Navier or Heinrey), drugged, noncon , breeding.

Authors note: This was in my folders for life ng so I'm posting it now hope you guys would like it.

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You whimpered as heinrey's cock nudged deeper into your womb from behind , the chains on your ankle keeping you to bed as he moved slowly into you. His one hand on your waist and the other on your neck.

He kissed you as he felt your walls fluttering around his cock. Heinrey deepens the kiss, his hands moving gently over your body, exploring every curve and soft spot. His fingers brush against your sensitive areas, causing shivers to run down your spine.

You whimpered softly. How many days it have been you had not returned home???.... are your brothers or parents even looking for you??? No they would have been happy.... that the blot on their family name has disappeared.

Suddenly the door to the bedroom opened to show the empress... who has forced you to call her "sister Navier" entered the room. Closing the door behind her she smiled at your exhausted form.

Her hands taking your face in hers and smooching you to her hearts content. You unconsciously clenches hard around Heinrey's saft and he grunted . Biting his lips and squeezing your right breast as he hit home into your core .

Your body trembled as he hugged you tightly and started to increase his pace. Grunting and moaning into your shoulder as he fucked into your abused , sored and puffy hole like it's his last day. Navier hugging you from behind her hand snaked around you waist her fingers rested on your clit.

She rolled your sensitive pearl with her middle and ring finger and you fell backward into her embrace. Soon Heinrey shooted his seeds into your womb with a growl. It was not long Before he fall on top of you as Navier petted your head. You heard Navier saying .

"Don't worry you will soon be with child our little queen..... then all the rumours of you being only a eyecandy mistress would die... this bed his made especially for increasing the fertility of couples... Sleep tight my little dove..... we will keep you safe..."

Navier first meet you at a ball . Kosair was the first one who saw you... he was musing that how you reminded him of her when she was younger but alot naive and pure than her. And when she meet you ...oh... the way you blushed and stuttered while talking.

Apologizing again and again that you are not someone to be seen with... why??? Because you were an illigetimate child of the Duke of the empire. The father and stepmother , the duchess already having 2 healthy sons you were only a blot on the family.

Only accepted to be used later as exchange material in political marriage. You become her best friend.

And at first Heinrey was very rude to you...are you trying to take his empress away from him :( ... but when he heard from Navier that you parents had fixed your marriage to a neighbouring Kingdom's old king.... he was shocked.

And what shocked them more was you agreed to the proposal for your family's benifit.... you accepted to be a sacrifice to make you family strong... to marry a man a lot older than your own father. The marriage was a couple months away and you came regularly to meet Navier. But what he noticed the most was you never asked for her help.

To stop the marriage or anything. He used to feel guilty.... he is sorry he was rude to you... and you captured his heart the day you came to meet him before returning to your home.

"Your majesty I hope you won't hate me anymore:) I'm going to marry the king of K/n . I know you don't like me because I spend too much time with the empress but it's ok .... today is my last day here after all.... next week is my marriage hope you will attend it!!"

Navier who was listening you from behind the doors got hurt.. you never told her about the marriage being next week!! She can't let you go!!! She can't watch your life being destroyed!!! She wants you with her!!!! And you will be where she wants you ..... you are her little dove..

The pure little angel. Too navie for this cruel world....

Your marriage almost broke due to the sudden rumours that had started. That you are trying to become Emperor's mistress . You came running to Navier to prove yourself that the rumours where worng.

"I know my dove... you would never even in your dreams think about it...."

She sipped her tea while you sighed from relief.. you asked her to write a letter to your soon to be husband that it a misunderstanding and you are great friends with Navier only.... but what she is told you made your face pale.

"And why would I do that my dove??? For you to leave me here alone??? Do you know how much work I have had to do to spread these rumours???just to keep you to me??"

Your eyes watered as you lips only muttered a word.

"Why??"

Then your heard Heinrey from behind. He took your hand and kissed it , nuzzling his face into your palm.

"Marry me officially......marry us.. and be our queen....you will not be a mistress... you will be given equal power and attention if you agreed to our proposal."

Not to their surprise you denied the proposal and stood up trying to walk away but as soon as you took one step your head started to spin and you fall into Heinrey's arms. While Navier wiped your tears with her handkerchief.

"Oh no no dove you are not going anywhere... you will live with us..... and if necessary then we will cut your wings off ..."

Maybe your life with them is not that bad . They love you so much and keep you safe . If you act as a good girl they let you out once in a while. And everyone else understood that you love them too when you heard that Navier is pregnant!!

You cried out of joy. You were always seen with her during her pregnancy. You would taste the food for her first if it's poisoned or not.. you love them soo much!! The kingdom was elated that they got 2 empress one smart and Powerfull and the other one sweet and kind like a goddess.

You three where always seen together. Heck even you three sleep in the same room. You between the two.

You passed out after Navier finished giving birth. The doctors confirmed you pregnant and both of your spouses were elated by the news. And your happiness increased tenfold after you woke up from you 3 days unconsciousness.

Right now you are sitting in the garden a plate on your baby bump and the 2 baby birds nuzzling the bump. Yes... both of the Navier's children treat you as their own mother. Staying with you and your unborn child as if its their birth right.

Bringing little fruits and flowers and decorating your belly with them . Sleeping on your lap when tired from all the playing. Navier came into your view with a maid. She feed you one bite of the pastry she brought as she started to try to scoop the little chicks away from your belly.

But both were reluctant to let you go. Hiding into your hair. You Pouted at Navier.

And she laughed.

"Don't take my babies away :(🥺"

"You need some rest my dove...they will not let you rest like that..."

Your pout turned into squeal when you felt someone lift you up.... it was Heinrey.

"Hush my queen !! Let's get you to the bedroom ."

With much trouble the children were put away in their room and you slept peacefully in the middle of the bed . Heinrey and Navier hugged you from both sides. Your drooling face and chubby cheeks... they can't help but fall for you again and again ,their hand protectively wrapped around your bump.

They will keep you and the baby dove safe... you were sent to them to be loved... and they will never let you go. With a peck on both sides of your forehead they nuzzled into your sleeping body. You are

Theirs.....

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