His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

132 iv. Snowman

“Walk slower, Jiro,” she ran to chase the child who went off course as he was running around.

It was the first time she has seen Jiro act like an normal child. Crouching on where he was standing, she looked at the object that took away his attention.

“What is it?” she asked as she looked at the plant the boy seemed to be interested in.

“Berries,” he whispered in amazement, pulling out several blueberries from the bushes before handing them to her.

“Ohhh!” surprised by the action, she didn’t know how to receive them.

“Put them here,” Dominus’s deep voice made her nerves jump up.

She looked up at him and smiled as he lay his handkerchief on his palm. The little boy placed them there instead.

He looked so happy and carefree. Jiro. She just couldn’t help herself from feeling the way she does toward the child.

He is priceless. Not just because he has inherited the eyes of his father but more so because he was his.

.....

She couldn’t help the happiness that surged into her heart as she watch Dominus try to prevent himself from smiling. She hugged him and watched as his lips turned up into a smile.

“What are these berries for?” she inquired.

“For something,” the child whispered and proceeded to walk happily in front of them.

She giggled as Dominus tried to be careful with the berries, not letting them slip nor squashing them seems to be such a hard job for him.

“Are you laughing at me, queenie?” he asked, frowning.

“No, no! Not at all,” ahhh, she couldn’t stop her laughter, stopping only when he pulled her close to him.

“Do I have to kiss you to make you stop?” he asked, serious this time.

She blushed and shook her head. It will be a disaster if Jiro finds them kissing.

“So what is it that made my queen laugh at me like I am some fool?” his frown deepened.

“I just find you so cute, that’s all,” she said, blushing.

He smiled this time, pulling her close with one hand while protecting the berries in the other, “What seems to be so cute around me this time around, noona?”

“Jiro reminds me of our childhood. Seeing you protect the berries with all you got just melted my heart just now,” she whispered, pressing a kiss on his cheek.

He smiled confidently at her, “Are you proud of me, queenie?”

“I have never been more proud of you than now,” she whispered and pecked a kiss on his lips.

She pushed him forward, making him walk and follow Jiro. They stopped in a clearing and watched as the child crouched down and picked up fallen branches.

Mary looked in amazement as the child seems to be rejecting some branches while picking up a few more. He handed it to Dominus once he has made his selection.

Dominus carried them without any complaints or questions, but Mary was dying to know what they are for.

“It’s for a snowman,” he announced.

“A snowman?” she asked in amazement.

“Yes, a funny-looking statue made of snow. The children call them snowmen. I would like to build one if you have no objections to it,” he explained.

Mary smiled and nodded, crouching on the snowy ground as the boy tried to make balls of snow.

“Can I help?” she inquired.

“I don’t mind it. Even dad can help too, if he wanted,” Jiro said in a smaller voice.

Mary tugged on Dominus’s arm, “Come, help us.”

As if what she said were magic words themselves, he lay the things he was holding on the ground and created a much bigger ball of snow.

Jiro smiled happily at seeing it and placed their smaller ball on top, “This will be the base for the snowman. Now he has a torso and a head, all we need is to add limbs and details.”

“Dad, please hand me the berries,” Jiro said, receiving the handkerchief with berries inside it.

He placed two berries parallel each other, and smiled proudly, “These berries will be his eyes.”

He handed the handkerchief back to Dominus, “You can share the remaining berries with auntie. Just wipe them first so it’s clean.”

Mary smiled, Jiro really behaved like an elderly sometimes. He is a very charming and kind child.

“We should eat it later together after we finished building the snowman,” she offered. “I can bake a blueberry muffin or a blueberry pie if you pick more of these. But we have to go back to the kitchen and get you some baskets, I will need a lot more.”

The duo’s eyes widened like saucers and smiled at her brightly, “For sure we will. Can you make a cake too?”

She laughed hearing them say the words so synchronized. They stopped and laughed as well. What a silly team they are.

Jiro crouch down and picked up the sticks, the bigger ones he used as arms for the snowman while the smaller one was used for a nose.

He pouted and looked at it, “It doesn’t have lips yet.”

“It somehow looked like your dad because he barely smiles,” she volunteered.

Jiro smiled widely, “Now I see the resemblance.”

Dominus pulled them close and ruffled their hair, “Why are you two bullying me all of a sudden?”

“Because it is fun to do so,” Jiro replied curtly. “Truth be told I don’t know whether to be happy or sad over the fact that the alpha can so easily be bullied.”

They laughed again after hearing that. She wished for the moment to last forever. It scares her to think what will happen the moment he finds out about her real relationship with Dominus.

She wanted to tell the child herself but she couldn’t find the perfect opportunity to do so. At least they have this moment with him. Hopefully, this memory they created won’t be so tainted even when he finds out about the truth.

“Let’s go back to the cabin then so we can pick up more berries,” he volunteered.

He began wiping the berries that were left on his handkerchief and popped one into each of their mouths.

“It tastes sweeter than the other berries from the market, and the taste is far richer,” Jiro mused.

Dominus smiled and fed them again, but this time, Mary tugged on his collar so he can lower his head. She popped one berry in his mouth as well.

His eyes were intently on her lips when he let her go. She didn’t know how else to explain it if he kissed her then and there so she covered her mouth with her hands and shook her head.

He ruffled her hair and pulled her close, “Gods, this is torture you know,” he whispered as Jiro went ahead, walking at a distance in front of them.

“Bear it a little bit,” she whispered back.

“At least bribe me with something. This is killing me, you know,” he begged her.

She smiled and whispered, “The baby bunny won’t be so against to showing herself tonight.”

“Will she be nice and fluffy?” he asked enthusiastically like he had just been promised the entire world.

“Yes, maybe even a bit naughty,” she said the last word in a smaller voice, but he heard it as loudly as the rest.

This damned man and his sharp senses. One day he will cause her death from embarrassment and humiliation.

“I like that. I got some new outfits for her to try,” he teased her.

“New outfits?” she bit her lip, feeling so turned on just from thinking about how his golden eyes will trail on her body as he looked at her intently.

“Red leather with matching red stockings that goes all the way to your thighs. Red lacy underwear that I couldn’t stop myself from picturing you in,” he added.

She blushed, “Do you really wish for me to wear it?”

“Yes, my love. So is that a proper trade-off?” his voice was laden with desire when he spoke, and his hand caressed her legs and buttocks, feeling up her skin under her skirt.

She pinched his arm when he reached into the inside of her panty, opening up her folds. He playfully inserted a finger but took it out when she struggled.

His finger was coated with her juices, making her blush even more. She fears she will soon die of humiliation.

He licked his finger while looking at her, “You’ve gotten wet just from my words.”

“That amongst other things,” she tried to save her face.

“What else then? Does it include jamming my finger into your core or is the mere nearness of us enough to make you wet?” his voice was deep and hoarse, calculated to make her body burn up even more.

Jiro was quite far from them now but he can turn back and find them in a compromising situation. She didn’t know what to do. She felt alarmed just by his touch.

Even she knew she could hardly wait for the time when he can be inside her. “The child,” she muttered.

He nodded in understanding and smiled triumphantly. “Of course, we must not do anything rashly without thinking about the dire consequences.”

She glanced around and tugged on his arm, pulling him into a grassy area, “Please she begged him.”

“Why are we here?” he feigned a look of innocence, loving her frustrations.

“Please take me right here,” she begged him.

“Are you sure?” he asked her back.

“Let’s just be silent while doing it and let’s do it fast before he starts to look for us,” she whispered.

“It is covered in snow, you will get sick if you were to lay on the ground like that,” he rationalized.

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She went down on all fours and lifted her skirt up, he growled and followed her. His fingers parted her legs almost unkindly and with such roughness plunged a finger inside her core.

“Right now you are no different from an animal in heat,” he castigated her.

“Please daddy, I need your cock inside me,” before she can say more words, he was plunging himself deep inside of her.

His movements were fast and hard, driving her to instant orgasms as her fingers dug into the soft cold snow. she bit her lip to stop her moans as he continued to thrust his hips into a frenzy.

Soon her knees gave out as he was pumping his cock deeper into her, reaching past her cervix and into her womb as she reach her climax, and waves of pleasure greeted her consciousness.

He poured his seeds into her, his harsh breathing was all they could hear as she covered her lips, intent on keeping silent. He wiped her legs with his handkerchief and carried her after.

“Don’t even think of protesting, you are in no position to walk. Besides, we need to catch up with the child,” he said when she tried to struggle from his arms.

She lay her head on his chest, falling unconscious into the bliss that overtakes her from the pleasant sex they just had.