His Dark Desire: Tales of a Yandere

168 v. Words Spoken

Ever since they did it, he couldn’t stop himself from doing it multiple times a day with her. It was like he can go on forever just fucking the hell out of her.

He probably should let her rest today. He has filled every part of her skin visible to his eyes with marks and kisses. Bruises that have turned violet and blue.

He couldn’t stop it, sucking her skin until it is red and painful to touch. Who knew it could be so addicting?

The authorities will be here tomorrow. He will be staying where the real cargo of the ship is being kept.

She tried to argue but he just have to keep her mind blank and made her agree to what he wanted. He can’t let her deal with this shit alone.

He is the one responsible for this mess. Fuck! He is having an erection again just looking at her innocent face.

She is sleeping. He shouldn’t wake her up in the middle of the night for this.

Plus they hardly even have any nutrition these days. It’s like all they really wanted to do is to fuck each other the whole day.

They have missed several meals together. To conserve the time, he would even bathe together with her.

.....

Conserve the time so he can fuck her even more of course. She is always so wet for him. He would like to think she is only ever horny for him.

If it wasn’t him but another guy. Would she be making those sounds too? And will she be showing them her face when she reaches her climax?

It is aggravating to even think about it, he sat on the sofa parallel to the bed and started rubbing his dick. Fuck!

She is right there but gods help him if he doesn’t let that woman even rest. She must be exhausted by now.

She really is beautiful. Why does he have such random thoughts about her every day? He can hardly think of doing anything else.

He wondered if the crew knew what they have been doing. But he was quite certain it has not yet reached the leader’s ears.

Fuck! He couldn’t even let himself think about what he was risking all for this. His hand movements started to maintain a rhythm as he slid his hand up and down his shaft.

He hasn’t shown her yet how she could do a blowjob. He means, isn’t that too much for him to ask?

He really is a worthless person. If the leader knew the kind of man he was. He would never have taken him off the streets.

The first night he made love with her, he couldn’t even hold back properly. He took her like an animal would.

Wildly thrusting in and out of her despite her cries of pain. It was like her pain motivated him even more to fuck her harder.

He really is shameless. The panty she was wearing earlier was in his hands as he sniffed it. Fucking amazing.

She is fucking amazing. Even her scent of lust is already enough to make him cum.

Fuck! He closed his eyes and felt his seeds burst forth from his erection.

He wiped his shaft with her used panties. There goes another of her underwear.

They have either destroyed or dirtied so much of her private belongings during this week. He felt like they should buy more as soon as they were on shore.

Maybe she can let him choose. He doesn’t quite like her choices in underwear. They are far too simple and conservative.

If she let him decide. Fuck. He was hard again just thinking about that. He doesn’t even know what this is anymore.

It is like being a wild animal in heat. His mind barely functions now when he is beside her. In truth, he was never like this before.

His body craves her, wants her, and needs her. He couldn’t even stop it no matter how hard he tried.

Imagine the guilt he feels whenever he talks over the phone with the chairman. He constantly asks about his only child.

Of course he had to blindly reassure the man that she is fine. How can he say the truth that she has become thinner in a week just from them doing it all the time?

Fuck! He is fucked up. He didn’t want to think about what may happen if the yakuza goes after his head.

He will probably die in a fortnight. But that even did not matter to him now. She is the only one that occupied his thoughts.

He joined her in bed after wiping his shaft. He was shamefully hard again just by being so close to her.

He leaned close and kissed her forehead. She is beautiful, isn’t she?

But more than that. More than her body, he wishes to possess her mind too.

He wants her to think about him as much as he does think of her. He couldn’t even plan properly because of her.

When they are together all he wanted to do is to fuck her. But when she is away it is even worse... he keeps on thinking about her touching herself to the thoughts of him.

“Hey, you awake?” her soft voice greeted him.

That smile always captivated him so, “Hey, beautiful.”

She blushed. Did he mention before how so absolutely adorable she is when she blushes?

“Have you been awake for a long time?” she asked, worried.

She didn’t want to keep him waiting. She always apologizes for taking so much of his time. So of course he would lie.

“Not at all. I just woke up,” he smiled and caressed her cheek.

“You should have woken me. I don’t want to keep you waiting. There is always something more important to be done by the captain,” she said apologetically.

“Believe me there is nothing more important than what I am doing right now. Work can wait. But this moment is priceless,” he assured her.

“You know I hate it when you talk cryptically like that,” she didn’t sound angry so it just made him smile more.

“You hate hearing my thoughts then,” he teased her.

“No, just your sweet tongue always brings me trouble. You know I just want to keep everything casual between us,” she reminded him.

He smiled, ahhh... she can tell him that forever but a part of him believes that one day that silly notion of hers can be very well forgotten.

“My thoughts of you occupied my every minute of every day. I know I shouldn’t keep insisting when you are very vehement about your ingenious plan of just using my body,” he said the words casually, making her feel hot all over.

“Not to use you per se. But more of like usual benefits,” she corrected him.

“If you say so, my love. Mutual benefits it is. Do not worry, for I will not insist on more. You know my words mean nothing at all sometimes, it is how I get women to share my bed. I also wanted to pretend I’m in love,” he of course did not mean a word of that.

But hearing her rejection once again, what is left for him but to at least protect his pride, his manhood. He could at least have that, right?

“Why do you even need to pretend? Can’t you just enjoy the moment at least? I thought by the number of girls who shared your bed you wouldn’t even have to pretend you have feelings,” ahhh... such curiosity she has.

It appears he has been chosen mostly because she thought he would easily agree to something casual. Judging him for his sexual activities without necessarily maintaining a serious relationship, he became her primary coveted partner.

“Because I have always wanted to know what love is. I wanted the idea of caring for another person. As a member of the yakuza who doesn’t know who to trust, I wanted to pretend at times that I could even have that,” part of that is real, he has always been lonely.

It was she who cured that loneliness. Every time she would smile at him from across the room, his whole world brightened. She saved him from such kind of existence.

Living and yet not being alive. He doesn’t want to return to that. So this opportunity to be close to her, at least if she can allow him to pretend that they can be in love, he will be really grateful.

She lowered her eyes and bit her lip, “I think you are a wonderful person. I know one day you will find that someone you can love. Someone whom you can trust to stay with you forever.”

“You sound as if you are someone incapable of staying,” he said, lifting her chin so their eyes can meet again.

“I will not stay with the yakuza for very long. I think I am meant to be truly free from anything to do with it. Please do not alert my father, I have no plans of escaping. It’s just... I know fate will one day do something about this. Yakuza is my prison, I wish to one day be free from it,” he wiped her tears away when she finished speaking.

He couldn’t speak afterwards. Her words will never leave his mind. And the wretched feeling that crept into his heart.

He finally knew that feeling now... fear. He had never feared anything in his life. Even death is not something he can be scared of.

But the feeling of dread in his heart right now... he knew now. That he, the yakuza’s second in command, is terribly afraid to lose this woman.

He claimed her lips to silence his own thoughts. And for a while he was calm. But he never forgot the words she spoke.