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One moment, I’m walking, and the next, Sebastian turns around, grabs me by the waist, and tugs me against him. “The reason is her,” he says, and then his lips meet mine.
“Now I know what you truly are,” he says. “And what is that?” “Tsundere.” “What?” “It means someone who’s hot and cold. Violent on the outside, despite being soft on the inside.”
Because right now? He’s not even attempting to hide his true self behind it. He let it loose, allowing me to see what type of deviant he actually is. One who gets off on chasing. On catching me. On making me helpless and at his mercy.
I’ve always fantasized about violence, but the chase? Fuck me, the chase nearly had me come in my pants from the thrill alone.
A weird sense of possessiveness grips me by the fucking ball. She’s like this for me. Only me
“I told you, I find no pleasure in taking without consent. In fact, I’m more interested in fighting for it. Guess what? You just gave me a reason to fight, baby, and I won’t leave you alone.”
Or how I’ve looked forward to simple platonic meals with her where I’ve listened to her nerdy side talk about manga and anime and serial killers. She loves the latter more than I’d like. And no, I’m not jealous of damn serial killers.
“I’ll let you go and you’ll run. If I catch you, I’m going to take you, use you, abuse you, and fill your cunt with my cum and make you choke on my dick until you’re crying and begging me to stop.” His voice lowers to a threatening range. “But I won’t stop.”
“Mmm…a fucking virgin. Even fucking better.” The satisfaction and pure sadism in his tone leave me gasping. “I can feel your blood coating my dick. The best lube I’ve ever had.”
He strokes my cheek with his nose, making me shiver. “Because it’s night and you become my whore at night.”
No clue why she waited this long, but I couldn’t give a fuck when she let my dick be the first inside her. And now, I’m so tempted to make it the last.
“We’re not that common, Tsundere. I wouldn’t be able to find someone whose crazy matches mine.” “So you would leave if you were to stumble upon such a person?” “Never.” My breath hitches and an involuntary hiccup leaves me. “How can you be so sure?” “It’s who I am. I don’t lie to myself, so when I say I only want you. I mean it.” “So you’re stuck with me?” “No. You’re stuck with me, baby.”
She laughs, the sound is like fucking music to my ears. I love knowing that she’s a closed off person on the outside but is a mushy girl with me. Only me.
“That’s the thing.” He looks at me funny. “My urge for violence has become less important since you.”
“Whether it’s a bet or a game, it’s none of your or anyone else’s business. If I catch anyone, and I mean anyone, trashing her or bullying her, I’ll fuck them up until they wish for death. And I don’t mean physically. I’ll find the fault in their existence and screw their lives over with it so they’ll never be able to be functioning pieces of shits again.”
Because this might have started with a bet, but it was never the beginning of us. And it sure as fuck isn’t going to be the end.
Someone who accepts me just the way I am without trying to fix me or any of that bullshit. In fact, she gets off on my real nature as much as I get off on hers. And there’s no way in fuck I’m letting her slip from between my fingers now that’s she’s finally close. If I have to chase her, so be it.
Because there’s one thing my toy doesn’t realize yet. Or maybe it’s buried too deep for her to recognize it. She’s mine. Body and fucking soul. And it all started the day she got off on having me chase her in the woods. Or maybe it started the first time I saw her three years ago when she smiled while she was crying.
