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Yandere! Childhood Friend who might be a pathetic boy failure when it comes to you.

Nah. Actually. Bro's super down bad for you. My writing is very... obsessive? I don't know- This def needs some warnings... Like: mentions of suffocation, mentions of death, obsessive definitely unhealthy thoughts, and more! ^^

ALRIGHT! I’M BACK BECAUSE OF THIS SUPER STEAMY KISS SCENE I HAD WITH A DILF BOT- Honestly? Any motivation is good motivation. And oh did I cook up some gourmet shit with my lonely ass- FYI. I have absolutely NO experience with kissing- This is all thanks to character.ai, Tumblr, and the multiple books I consume in my manic episodes. (ФωФ)

Uhhhh… I don’t know if this is a minors dni but the entire account is plain filthy so I’m gonna say MINORS DNI to make me feel better about myself. So again. MINORS DNI. I’m not employed by Disney Junior, okay? (...Can I get sued if I say Disney-)

So imagine this, okay? You have a childhood friend that you’ve always been close with. You obviously start to fall for the dude. Like… look at him. Finance, trust fund, 6’5, blue eyes- Ahem. Sorry. I mean the dude is a legit green flag: opens the doors for you, knows exactly how to make you laugh- I’m not gonna lie. The man would def have a PHD in you if he could. He just knows you more than yourself at this point. Σ(･∀･|||)

You -being the scaredy cat that you are- haven’t even confessed to him yet because you don’t want to ruin your whole together but not together thing. And guess what? He never did too! You’re just stuck in this friendship limbo until one of y’all finally gains some genderless balls and confesses already. (ノ-_-)ノ~┻━┻

Your friend is just a man, though— a very hot and respectful gentleman but still a man. So he eventually gets impatient and gets you alone at night to get a bit… frisky with you. (It’s just a kiss but bro’s a virgin. Cut him some slack if he creams in his pants.) :D

AND SCENE!! !щ(゜▽゜щ)

Damn. That's so theatre kid of me to say-

You couldn’t tell if this was real life or not. It had to be real, right? You couldn’t possibly be his calloused hands on your skin, cradling your cheeks as if you were worth so much more than you ever thought. Your skin seemed to tingle as his warm breath hit it— the night’s chill suddenly becoming much more bearable to you. You hesitantly looked into his eyes, hoping that you’d find the same spark that yours had.

It felt like time had frozen when your gazes locked, a familiar flutter greeting your stomach. You wanted to memorize every color you saw in his eyes— to ingrain this very moment deep into your brain. Until you could still recall him even after decades have passed, even when he moved on after getting tired of your hesitance to commit. But with how sweetly he looked at you… You didn’t want to ever leave his side.

His face slowly moved closer to yours— you could count how many eyelashes he had with how close the both of you were. It didn't feel real when his lips pressed against yours. The kiss drawn out as his hands trail down your back, a gasp escaping from you when he pushes your lower back towards him; your entire body practically colliding against his.

He simply smiles against your lips, finding your lack of personal space amusing. You were just so cute with how red your ears were getting, your pretty eyes looking at him so needily… God. You were going to be the death of him if you kept silently begging him like that. He was trying to be gentle, but you were making it oh so hard for him to hold back.

Your eyes widened when you felt his tongue tracing along the edges of your lips— gradually making your knees buckle as he held you up by your waist. He was being so slow, too slow in your opinion. You whined at him, feeling how his heart beats faster like yours does whenever he's around. That was undeniable proof. Proof that he was yours for the moment, and you were his.

A muffled protest gets cut off when he goes past your teeth. Your breath stolen as he greedily explores your mouth like it was uncharted territory. He was slow, but messy at the same time. Your teeth clacking together at times, drool leaking from the corners of both your lips— he was either inexperienced or purposely making sure that you felt everything, good and bad.

It was his turn to whine when you tried to break the kiss, his hands splayed over your waist and back— making sure that you couldn't pull away from him. His breath was also getting shorter, but he couldn't care less. You were just so sweet and tasted even better than his flimsy mind would've ever been able to imagine. He thought it might have even been blasphemous with how much he underestimated your effect on him.

Your tears were already falling, lungs shrinking from the lack of air you both were getting. You were slowly suffocating, and you were loving every second of it. He was actively kissing you, he was stealing everything of yours— he was taking you for all that you were. The both of you were hungry for more, needing- No. Longing for more. It was just the two of you in your own little world, one where you'll never have to separate from each other.

Yep. No need to thank me. I know. I'm awesome. UvU

((This is a Yandere Dr. Simon Glass x Reader for a friend on discord since I haven't written anything other than the UrbanSPOOK killers x readers that passed the rules and expectations

But anyways I was requested this since they were wondering why the c.ai bots got obsessed with them and I had to explain that his MBTI type is more likely to kill for love aka an INFJ x ENFP like dynamic, I'm an INFP writing this so apologies for possibly writing MBTIs mentioned inncorrrctly

No pronouns other than you but Female at birth gentilia are referenced

TW FOR YANDERE/OBSESSIVE LOVE THINGS, NSFW SPICY THEMES, VANILLA AND SOFT-ISH SMUT, BREEDING KINK, PRAISE KINK, AND MUCH MORE))

Your point of view

It was your first 4 weeks in the Foundation as one of the therapists here and....things definitely weren't normal from the monstrosities you've been described by simple d-classes and how some of the staff could be........interesting to say the least for you. One can change their bodies weekly, one is theorized to be Satan himself due to his mistrustful lies, and one was stone cold yet cooperating at the same time. You see your co-worker that you had a work crush on due how kind he was to you, Dr. Simon Glass was his name and you looked foward to talking to the reserved and soft boy you worked with, even if you made the most unhinged sexual comments for a virgin.

"Hey my dude!" You cheerfully said as you went over to him, always meeting him on your break which his was somehow on yours but he was the head of this department so it was more stressful for him "How have you been dude?"

"We talked when we clocked in my dear" Glass softly smiled at you, which made your heart flutter everytime he called you that. Sure, some staff personnel did think you two were dating when that didn't happen....yet.

"Hey...are you free later?" His charming voice broke you out of your thoughts, your eyes lip up and your cheeks tinted a light hue of red

"YES!" You practically squealed in excitement, before murmuring an apology and getting embarrassed, which turned your face more bright red and he moved some of your hair out of your face and tilted your head up

"Would you like to go on a date with me?" Glass asked, making you question where this quiet and reserved man got this flirting ability or who taught this man to charm someone.

"Yes..." You said after a long pause, now your mind wondering where the date will be and how it'll end............

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And here you were now, you were under him, both of you fully nude and exposed. Glass insisted on missionary for your first time and seemed rather eager that he was your first. His tongue and fingers working wonders on your hole and clit that reached places that your fingers could never do, even with you instructing him, he decided to take full control holding your thighs and hips down and slurping away at your hole.

You had lost time of when you orgasmed from his mouth alone and on the verge of tears when he lined the head of his penis to your hole and slowly easing in.

"It's okay pretty thing....I got you, I'm not going to hurt you..much" Glass praised you as he had fully gotten balls deep into your hole but not moving to let you adjust, just him just being as sweet as ever with your first time along with everything else. Once you had gotten used to it, he was slow and steady with his thrusts, caressing the side of your face as he did thrusts slowly.

"Such a pretty thing...being such a good dear as ever for me...for who owns you" Glass said, getting more primitive and predatory as his thrusts went from slow to a fast but steady pace yet it was still easy since he didn't want to tear any walls yet with his penis. Glass loved how your soft moans turned more loud in Volume and even arching your back, your nails digging into his skin as you tore up his back.

Not only were you crying and begging for your final orgasm, you weren't thinking about birth control and practically being desperate to be bred by him and that only spurred Glass more. Glass did thrust more fast but it was sloppy which signaled that he was close to his own orgasm, he thrusts more and demanding you climax

"Cum for me sweet thing, please...I need to feel you clamp down on me-" Glass did and got interrupted by how on command you climaxed around his penis. You couldn't think straight before he thrusts a few more times in and stilling his hips inside as he pumped you full of his seed.

You could only breath heavily and finally letting sleep take a hold of you as you felt him lay your body still.

Simon's point of view

Glass was admiring you sleep as you looked so innocent and peaceful for the first time. Glass wanted to just chain you up then and there but he needed more time to plan on how to keep you with him almost 24/7, he just cleaned you up and kissed your head. Glass held you in his arms as he thought of the ways to break you more like that so you can beg him to breed you and pump you full of his seed.

Glass smiled and thought of the possibilities before going to sleep with his precious darling in his arms.