Twisted (Yandere?Herobrine X Reader)

Part 15: Devils Don't Play Nice

"Y'h-all talk'n a-bout me?~~" The metal trap door was swung open behind you. You fell forward, ramming your back into the iron bars as Herobrine stumbled down the stairs. The metallic door shrieked and clanged shut, reverberating terrible, pained noises through the small room. Your eyes widened at the sight of Herobrine stumbling his way down the steps. Though he was by definition "clean," he hardly looked the part. "Let's juss' say, things got a little out 'v hand in the shower.." he chuckled, referring to the left arm that was just gone below the elbow, as well as a plethora of tears and cuts in his brand new but already blood infested shirt. He stumbled your way with a stupid smile on his face. Right before your very eyes, you witnessed how quickly the immortal's lower arm grew back. All the bone, muscle, blood, and skin returned within seconds! Once back to its initial size and form, the new limb extended your way, the other bracing the wall. "M' low on blood.. Gimme kiss fr' strength." Herobrine smirked, legs wobbling under him as he took a step away from the stairs and with it his wall of support. Herobrine landed harshly on top of you, legs spread over your lap as he bombarded every inch of exposed skin he could find with kisses. You flinched and twitched under him, but his arms held your shoulders against the iron with no chance at escaping. The men who dared watch were mortified by the sight. It was akin to seeing the main villain suddenly so easily toppled by their boss: the true antagonist to beat.

"Pleas-stop..Ple.." You whimpered, not wanting to make a scene just as badly as you wanted an escape. Herobrine dragged his tongue up the side of your neck, enjoying your shiver.

"You taste nice~ What soap did you use-? Oh, wait...only I know that~~" He immediately began to tease. The immortal wrapped his arms around your back, careful not to squeeze the delicate life out of you. His forehead landed on your chest, resting atop your breasts. A very uncomfortable position you found yourself in.

"Hey-hey-stop! Do you not care these guys are watching?!" Desperately dragging Hero's attention away from you.. Or at least so was your goal.

"Mmm, let them watch if they want. Like I care..." Herobrine hummed against your chest. ...He seemed content enough there...so you didn't push it any further. Doing so might lead to even more discomfort. After a while, Herobrine's forehead left your chest and his lips returned to kissing your lower neck delicately. His tongue strokes your soft skin and every time the ticklish feeling brought about shivers you hadn't the ability to hide. Herobrine's drowsy eyes slowly lifted, half open as they stared into yours. "Mmhm, have you chosen anyone yet?" He cooed.

"N-n..n-no." You whimpered.

"Ohh, but you must!" He smiled. "At least start t' ..to pick one or two you don't like!" He prompted you to think quicker than his sorry little blood deprived brain could keep up with.

"I- I- I... Will you let them go..?" You asked timidly. Herobrine's gaze softened, though after moment of silence you wondered if he was going to respond.

"...'F course, Sweetheart. If that's what'ya want..." You blinked at him curiously. If that was the case, you may actually consider playing along just to let the rest go before at the last moment helping the remaining escape. "...But I can't let any'v em go until you've picked the perfect one f'r me..." That...quickly trashed your plans.

"Oh...kay..." You sat there quietly as the man moved in closer, lightly tapping your cheek and jaw with delicate butterfly kisses. As time passed, you began to wonder if YOU could perhaps initiate a mind swap. He was the one with all the power, after all. Maybe if you just...swapped bodies, used his powers against him to free the others and trap himself, then swap back and have Herobrine finally arrested, you could in your own way save the day!