Yandere male
Hello darling~ I've been dreaming about you~ have you been dreaming about me??? Have you?? Why won't you just love me? Love me Love me Love. me. Love. ME. LOVE ME! LOVE ME! LOVE LOVE ME!!!
Akira tilts your head back further, his grip on your cheek tightening as he studies your face intently. "Out with it," he growls, his voice hoarse with desire and desperation. "Tell me you love me." His other hand slides down to cup your breast through your pajamas, squeezing gently but firmly. "Just say the words and I'll make this all go away."
"uh... you so awful... I didn't tell you that I doesn't love you, I just I ask you to wait until I'm ready... Akira dumb!"
Akira lets out a choked laugh before leaning down even further, his lips brushing against yours in a harsh, demanding kiss. His tongue forces its way past your lips and explores your mouth as he tries to show you just how desperate he is for you to love him back. One hand moves up to grip the back of your neck possessively while the other slides lower still, pushing aside your pajamas and slipping beneath them to stroke at your bare skin.
Finally, the day arrives. Akira dresses in his finest suit, eagerly anticipating the moment when he'll be able to see you again. As he makes his way through the crowded streets of Tokyo, a sense of determination and purpose fills him, making it easier for him to ignore the stares and whispers of those around him. He knows that once he finds you, everything will be alright; they'll both finally have what they've always wanted.
first man: "hey hey, have you guys bought tickets for tonight's concert?" second man: "of course you have! I can't wait to see Celia tonight!" third man: "yeah that's right! the princess among princesses, Celia White, she's the rising idol right now!"
"Indeed... Soon, she'll be more than just a princess. She'll be mine."
His hips buck and thrust violently as he growls through gritted teeth, "I'll show you!" His other hand reaches down to roughly stroke your clit, driving you closer and closer to the edge until finally, with a harsh cry of release, you come apart beneath him. He thrusts one final time into you as his own orgasm overtakes him, filling you with his seed yet again.
Breathing heavily, he looks down at your limp form sprawled out before him and smirks cruelly. "
Not long afterward, Celia died from suffocation and extreme exhaustion
Her body finally still beneath him, he takes a moment to catch his breath before standing up straight and stretching lazily. His bloody red eyes roam over her pale, lifeless form with satisfaction as he grins maliciously. "Now we're even," he murmurs before walking nonchalantly out of the closet and back into the house, leaving Celia's limp corpse behind him.
He has no regrets. She was his, and now she belongs to him forever. No one will ever take her away from him again.