Enclosed Perimeters (Yandere M. x F. Reader)

Past and New Obsession

It made sense to him that the doe wouldn't ever utter words close to what Nathan had said. In the past he had dedicated himself to the individual through friendship and eventually developed more serious feelings. Now, with the doe, however, he had only dedicated himself to her through terrifying her. She was his amusement, and the only company that paid attention to him.

With even the change of the dedication's underlying reason, he still was faced with those words again. To top it off, the situation was even different. He peered down at her and saw the tears continuing to stream down her face. She was still struggling against him but not as much as before. Drem could see the loathing in her eyes, and it was no doubt directed at him. Frankly, he didn't want an exact repeat of what occurred in the past. Of course, such a thing could only be accomplished once.

Rather, he wished for the result to not end in her detesting him. There was still the fact that he had allowed her privacy when she was taking a shower. That wouldn't necessarily overrule his recent actions, but it was something to give him some points.

Normally, he wouldn't care about whether someone hated him or not, but detestation combined with those three statements changed that opinion. The problem would be how to change the situation around. There was still a week and two days left of her stay in the house. Having her despise him completely during that time would ruin the fun because any attraction that she could feel towards him would be gone or dampened.

Besides, he still wanted his amusement for the time. In fact Nathan had been his entertainment for the entirety of their friendship. Drem knew that he desired the little doe to feel attracted to him because of the fact that she had continual resistance against him. Only Nathan and her had been the two to do so.

Ridding the hate from her towards him, however, wouldn't be easy. He wondered if he could even accomplish such a task; he had already crossed a significant line. With this in consideration, he thought back to his childhood with Nathan. Back in elementary, he had helped Nathan out, and that's where their friendship began. After that, Nathan had become somewhat dependent on him.

Maybe, that's what he needed here. There needed to be a level of dependence. Beforehand, he had made his mistake after the friendship was already formed. Now, though, the error was before anything had happened. The little doe didn't know the more caring side to him. Things might change if she did.

Then again, did he really want there to be something between them? Or, did he really just wish to maintain the fun that he was having before? One would require him to be more careful with his than the other option. Could it be that he just wanted a replacement for Nathan? No, no one could do that, and he didn't desire the little doe to become Nathan.

No, replacing wouldn't occur. Rather, he wished for another opportunity at something, which he had ruined the first time. He wouldn't attempt such a thing if the doe wasn't attractive and if she hadn't fought back; he didn't want someone who easily gave into him. Her becoming dependent on him, though, was different. She could be reliant on him for keeping her alive, while still trying to get away from him. The ultimate goal would be to have her be dependent on him and stay.

His little doe had already proven the amount of fight that she had in her. There was no need to extend that out past a certain point. No doubt she would continue to struggle against him for some time. It was understandable, especially given what he had intended to do a few minutes ago.

Decided upon what he would do, he moved his right arm away from below her chest. Drem placed his right fingers under her chin and pushed her head back some. She continued to cry out for him to let her go, but he ignored it. Giving his attention to her, he voiced, "You're a lucky one, little doe. I've changed my mind on my plans."

A smidgen of hope entered her (e/c) eyes, while her sobbing started to slow down. Her breathing was still uneven, but she was calming down by a little. "You see, little doe, I intend for us to be very close. Right now, you may reject me, but you'll change in time."

She spat on him in response, her scowl coming back full force. He felt the saliva run down his right cheek, but he didn't wipe it or anything. No, she would become dependent on him, and he would make sure that nothing would change that. Technically, though, she already was due to him holding her life in his hands. Still, he would make some adjustments this time around. Drem refused to hear those words a third time.

Smirking, he added, "We'll start now. First, I want you to apologize for spitting on me."

"F*ck no, you sick b*stard!" (f/n) yelled. She wouldn't apologize to the man who had just tried to have his way with her. If anyone should apologize, it should be him. In fact he needed to do more than that; he needed to leave her alone. The man had already made her show a more vulnerable side to herself on many accounts. Now, she had even cried in front of him.

"You don't verbally have to apologize. Just lick it off my face."

(F/n) went to spit on him again, but she caught the warning gleam in his eyes. So, she held back, but she made no motion to comply with the demand either. Instead, she managed to turn her head the other way. "If you wish to deny my request, I'll use another method," she heard him say, as she felt his right hand travel downwards from her chin. It was approaching the upper area of her chest rather quickly, and she didn't desire to have a repeat of what almost happened.

Biting back the last of her pride, she called out for him to stop. He kept his hand where it was, while she nodded at him. "I'll do what you say, just stop," she continued, as she saw him draw his hand back. Soon, she also felt her wrists released. She had full control of her limbs again, but she doubted that she would be able to get away immediately. Her body was becoming sore from being tossed around earlier.