Schizophrenic (Ipliers X reader)

Ch. 19 possesive

I gulp and glance at Mark, seeing him roll his eyes away from me, "what makes you think that?" I cross my arms. Wilford breathes an amused chuckle, "I just know" he simply tells me. "Alright brother, for this time I forgive you" Wilford stands up and reaches his hand out to Mark, but Mark looks at his hand and up at him with a blank expression. Wilford pulls his hand back while clearing his throat, "very well then" he takes my hand tightly in his and pulls me with him, "come on, honey, we're going home" he roughly pulls me with him. I look at Mark as I stumble behind Wilford. He looks at me and mouths a 'watch out' at me. I gulp as Wilford slams the front door shut, "you've disappointed me, (Y/N), I thought you were better than this. If you want my love, just simply ask, or show me!" He opens the driver's side door and gently pushes my head down, into the car. He closes the door and steps in on the passenger side, "but I forgive you this time, darling" I flash him a fake smile and start the car.

"Why did you suddenly disappear...?" I ask, looking in front of me. "Cause I had my own things to do, sweetness" Wilford puts his hand on my upper thigh, gently starting to squeeze. I gulp and quickly lay my hand on his before lifting it and laying it on his own leg, "what is this?" Wilford asks, as if I hurt his feelings by doing that. I glance at him for a moment, "what" He stares directly at me, scaring me a little. I quickly look back at the road and gulp nervously, "I'm not allowed to touch you anymore now?" He asks strictly. "I-I'm driving, Wilford" I stutter slightly, thinking about what Mark said to me. He said I have to watch out, but does that mean I have to stand up for myself, or that Wilford can do whatever he wants so that he won't be mad at me. "Of course, baby, I have to let you concentrate, you're right" I smile relieved and nod, "exactly" I say happily. Wilford breathes an amused chuckle and watches me the whole ride home.

I pull up in the driveway and unbuckle my seatbelt. I want to get out of the car, but notice Wilford still looking at me. "What?" I ask, getting nervous and a little uncomfortable with his eyes not leaving mine. He shakes his head, smiling brightly. He chuckles, and glances at my body before glancing up at my eyes again, "nothing....you're just so beautiful" he answers. I blush and put a strand of hair behind my ear as I look outside, through the window next to me. "Look at me, gorgeous" Wilford leans forward and hooks a finger under my chin. I turn my head to him and gaze in his eyes, wondering what he's going to do next. His gaze trails down to my lips, "you're such a wonderful person, (Y/N). I don't even know what to tell you-" I cut him off and smile, "then don't..." I lean in and gently push my lips on his, smiling in the kiss, forgetting about Mark being worried that Wilford will become too possessive. He just loves me, that's all. Maybe Mark just wants me for himself, and that's why he tries to make Wilford look like a dangerous person.

He pulls away and whispers in my ear, "you're mine...remember that" and with that, Wilford steps out of the car. I stare in front of me, waiting for Wilford to walk to the front door, but I don't see him anymore. I look next to me to see Wilford no more. I quickly step out, lock the car and look around, "Wilford?" I ask. I walk off the driveway, onto the sidewalk and look left and right through the street, but I don't see him anywhere. I walk back to my front door, confused as hell, and walk inside. I feel myself getting pissed again as I plop down on the couch, "Wilford!!" I yell though my house, looking behind me, but no sign of him, "Wilford I need you!" I wonder if I would whine for him maybe he would finally appear and stop being so mysterious, "Wilford...I want you" I look around, and suddenly hear rumbling upstairs. I gulp and stand up, "who is there?!" I walk to the kitchen and grab a knife. "Show yourself!" I yell nervous. I quietly walk up the stairs, but the footsteps stop, making the whole house dead silent. I slowly walk up to my bedroom door. I quickly open it and point the knife around the room, but I lower the knife when I see Wilford on my bed, without any clothes, my sheets covering his crotch, "oh sweetheart, put that thing away, you don't even know how to use it" he breathes an amused chuckle, smirking seductively at me. I blush brightly and lay the knife on my desk after closing the bedroom door. "You called me..?" I smile shyly and nod.

"Pull off your clothes, sweetness, you won't be needing those for quite a while" Wilford talks in a low, smooth voice, which he probably knows is a big turn on for me. I pull off my shirt and pants in crawl on the bed, on top of him. I giggle softly and start to kiss him passionately as I sit on his stomach. Wilford cups my cheeks and kisses down my neck, to my breasts. He places one hand on my waist, the other one cupping my breast before unhooking my bra and tossing it across the room. I run my hands through his hair as he massages my boobs and kisses them. He sits up, making me scoop backwards, on his lap. He doesn't stop kissing and kneading my breasts, making me giggle slightly. Wilford chuckles softly and kisses up my neck again, placing his hands on my ass, kneading it gently while groaning softly. I push Wilford's shoulders down to the bed and stand up. He closely watches my every move. I slide my hands down my chest, to my panties, watching Wilford bites his lip impatiently, "oh, you look so hot when you do that" he groans in the back of his throat, "take it off, slowly, baby. Strip for daddy" He says silently. I bite my lip and slowly pull down my panties and kick them off the bed before I get on my knees again, right below his hard member. I trail my hands up his stomach, "come on, baby girl, don't make me wait any longer" He groans deep. I higher myself and put his tip at my entrance, gasping softly. Wilford chuckles softly at me, watching my expressions as I lower myself on his member. I bite my lip hard and slowly start to bring my hips back and forth. "That's it, baby, start off slowly" Wilford's voice is a little higher than it was a minute ago. Wilford sits up and grabs my breasts, kneading them gently, "faster, baby, go faster" I lay my hands on his shoulders and start to bounce a little faster on him. "Hmm yes" Wilford groans low. I moan silently, tilting my head back. I place my hand above Wilford's knee and lean backwards a little, bouncing faster. Wilford kisses my chest again as I hiss in pleasure, "oh my god, yes" I moan, straightening myself again. I ride faster on him and push his shoulders down on the bed again. I place a rough, passionate kiss on his lips, bringing my hips back and forth faster.  I moan inside his mouth as he twirls his tongue around mine. Wilford's hands trail down my sides and onto my ass, grabbing it tightly before smacking it hard. I moan a bit louder, "W-Wilford-" He cuts me off, "what is it, baby, what do you need!" Wilford groans. I bounce harder onto Wilford's lap, hearing the mattress squeak. I straighten myself again and intertwine my hands with his, leaning on them for support. Wilford groans, "faster, baby" he begs. "I can't go any f-faster, Wilford" I breathe heavy. Wilford growls in the back of his throat and pins me down to the bed and slams into me, "let me take care of that, baby" he thrusts faster, kissing my breasts and up to my neck. "Like this, baby?" He grunts into my neck. I moan loud, "y-yes, Wilford!!! Ohh yes!" I scream, arching my back, feeling Wilford's soft hand tail down it, to my upper thigh. He kneads my upper thigh, lifting my legs by sitting on his knees with my legs over his upper thighs. "Owh fuck Wilford, lift my leg up" I moan loud. And so, Wilford takes on of my ankles and lifts my leg up his shoulder. He bends forward to kiss me, but stretches my leg a little too far, "oh, not that far" I moan. I open my eyes, slightly jumping in pain, but see Wilford grin devilish, and grab my ankle from his shoulder. He lifts my leg and spreads it farther apart from the other, and pushes it closer to my upper body. I scream in pain and pleasure when Wilford thrusts harder and harder, making the bed slightly bump against the wall. I breathe heavily, "Wilford, I'm gonna cum" I yell, grabbing the bedsheets ass I arch my back. "Me too, baby! I'm close!" He grunts and groans, lifting my other leg too, holding them both up. I feel my orgasm rise and come closer and closer, and eventually letting me explode over his member, "Wilford!!!" I yell out loud, arching my back. Wilford releases inside of me and groans loud, "oh yes, babygirl!!! Ohh, you feel so amazing!" He slows down bit by bit, panting. I moan softly as he pulls out of me and lays down next to me, the both of us panting like crazy. Wilford pulls me close, "now that's what I call good sex" he runs a hand through his messy hair. I giggle softly, "I'm gonna sleep a bit, okay?" I say softly. Wilford strokes my hair, "of course, baby" he kisses my forehead. I snuggle into his chest.

"Sleep well"