Context: Years ago, you were given to a vampire Master with a manor in the center of a dark forest. It was clear he adored you. Loved you. Obsessed over you, and it's taken many years for you to understand his love. Months after that revelation, a thief stole your Master's mother's wedding ring, and you've devised a plan to get it back. That will, unfortunately, require running away from the manor for a bit. He won't like that...

Setting: A dark forest

Tags: [MM4A][Yandere Vampire Master Speaker][Cruel Thief Listener]['Willing' Listener][Chase][Fantasy][Obsessed][Desperate][Proposal?][Fight][Rescue][Dominant][Possessive][Spicy][Desire][Vampires][CW: Violence/Murder/Mentions of Being Caged]

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[T] = The cruel thief

[M] = Your vampire master

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[Scene opens in a dark forest, late at night]

[SFX: A chase]

[You race through the forest with a large man close behind]

[T] “C’mon now… What’s the point in running, little birdy? Ain’t I the man you wanted to see tonight over this pretty little bauble? A wedding ring, is it?”

[Pause]

[The thief lets out a grim chuckle]

[T] “Ah… you’re his pet, huh? The vampire that lives in the manor at the center of the forest? That’s cute. Vampires always take new pets or slaves or, well, anything to keep them entertained, I guess. So, let me guess… the ring is his?”

[...]

[Again, the thief chuckles]

[T] “That’s right… Mr. Vampire, ran into town, sobbing about how he’d messed things up with the love of his life and needed all the beautiful flowers they had. Mr. Vampire, telling his woes to the barkeep about unrequited love and just, oh, the pain of it all… Did he hypnotize you or did your brain finally convince itself that you actually do love him?”

[SFX: The chase continuing]

[He’s right behind you, even at his leisurely pace]

[T, with a sigh] “Alright, c’mere.”

[SFX: The thief grabbing the Listener by the neck and hoisting them up]

[T] “There we go… There’s that pretty neck. Ooh, so weak, too. And look at your legs kick and struggle… I’m barely strangling you, sweetheart.”

[SFX: The Listener struggling/faint wing swoops]

[Pause!!!]

[T] “Hmhmhm… Poor thing. You know, I bet you’re worth a lot more to him than the ring. I know his sort. Obsessive, needy bunch. What do you think, little birdy? Maybe I cut off a finger or two, send it to him in fine parchment?”

[...]

[SFX: The wing swoops getting louder]

[T] “Aww, don’t cry! I won’t hurt you, provided he pays up. Though… it does sort of seem like you need a man that knows how to handle pets the proper way. What do you think? I bet I could give you exactly what you need.”

[SFX: The wing swoops now at normal volume]

[A shadow cuts the moonlight for a moment and you feel his presence]

[T] “What?! What the fuck was that?!”

[Pause!!!]

[As you shout the word at him, the thief looks at you, terrified]

[T] “Run?! What do you mean-?!”

[M] “NO YOU DON’T!”

[SFX: A pretty harsh collision and the thief yelping in pain]

[Pause!!!]

[You watch in horror as your lover pounces on the thief, fangs sinking into his neck]

[M] “Rrgh, hold still, you worm! I’m going to fucking drain you of the only use you have! Show me your neck!”

[The thief doesn’t really get a chance to react to this, even as you plead with your Master to stop]

[Pause!!!!]

[SFX: Him, presumably, tearing a man’s neck out with his teeth]

[Pause!]

[M] “Rrgh, suffer you malicious cur… How DARE you even look at my Dove, much less INSINUATE you could EVER be man enough to-!”

[Pause]

[He rips his teeth fully back and snarls at you]

[M] “I KNOW HE’S ALREADY DEAD!”

[...]

[He turns toward you as you cower, eyes furious]

[M] “And just what were you doing out here, all by yourself, my love?”

[...]

[M] “...Don’t you give me that stammering. You know I’m not going to harm you but, damnit, I want answers! Rrgh… No… First, let’s get you up. Oh, my poor Dove…”

[SFX: Him helping the Listener stand]

[His cold fingers brush the hair from your face, fury fading to worry]

[M] “He hurt you… Gods, your neck… If I hadn’t gotten here in time, you could have been hurt! Killed! Taken from me! Do you understand that?”

[Pause]

[He embraces you, shaking. You don’t know if it’s in anger or anguish]

[M] “...I thought we were doing so well, my love… You’d finally begun to come to dinner willingly. Our feeding sessions have become so gentle and intimate. You even told me you loved me in return, FINALLY, after years of trying to get you to warm to me! Why would you try to escape me now…?”

[Pause]

[He pulls away enough that he can look at you fully]

[M] “A ring…? You ran from the safety of my castle, disobeyed me, to fetch a ring? Darling, I have an entire TREASURY, what could have possessed you to do such a thing?! Nngh… My… My apologies… I’ve shouted a lot this evening. Please, just… help me understand.”

[SFX: The Listener hurriedly shuffling through their pockets and producing the ring]

[Pause]

[You grasp the ring through your pockets and show him. His expression changes from disbelief and rage to overwhelmed]

[M] “That… My mother’s wedding ring… But it was stolen months ago, I don’t… I never could trace the thief. How…?”

[Long Pause]

[He listens to you tell your story, holding both you and the ring as if you both gleam the same]

[M] “...You used all of your allowance to hire someone to track him, tried to hire a mercenary to help you confront him, but the mercenary never showed up…? Darling! Why didn’t you say anything to me? I’d have been more than happy to have killed him ten thousand times slower!”

[...]

[He exhales and draws you to him again]

[M] “Dove… Oh, my sweet Dove… You wanted to surprise me, you say. To prove you didn’t need my protection all the time… To let me relax, for once.”

[...]

[He eases more]

[M] “You’re not an idiot, my sweet. You are brave, resilient, and resourceful. You tried to do something incredibly sweet for me, and it was only by bad luck that you failed and I needed to step in. You did so well…”

[Pause]

[M] “...Thank you, Dove. Having my mother’s ring back… means everything. But, I fear I must give it right back to its rightful owner.”

[Pause]

[He takes your left hand and gently places the ring on your ring finger]

[M] “Of course, I mean you. Here, let me see your left hand… There we are. And let’s just place it here on that nice little ring finger… See? It fits perfectly.”

[Pause?]

[M] “Did I have it adjusted to your size before it was stolen? Hmhm… perhaps. Once you started warming up to me, I knew I’d finally broken through, and shown you why there is no better husband for you, be they human, vampire, werewolf, or anything! It doesn’t matter. You and I were made for each other, and I… I cannot, WILL NOT, let you go… What could be a better representation of my feelings than that ring?”

[Pause]

[He smiles gently]

[M] “...Let’s go home, Dove. I will… consider letting you take more walks a bit further from the manor. But if you stray too far, or if something like this happens again… I will have to cage you again. You understand, yes?”

[...]

[M] “I know you don’t like it… I don’t like having to do it, sweetheart, I really don’t. I just don’t want to lose you… Alright?”

[Pause]

[M] “Hmhm, good. Let’s return home, then, and put this little spat behind us. Now that you love me, at long, long last… Gods, there’s so much I want to experience with you. Lust is one thing… As much as I love hearing you squirm and plead for my attention, I want to see the look in your eyes when you’ve given yourself to me wholly.”

[Pause!]

[He lets out a small laugh and his wings unfurl]

[SFX: Big ol’ bat wings unfurling]

[M] “Shh, no need to protest so much… You will be mine in marriage, soon enough, and will have the wedding of your dreams. No expense is too much for my love!”

[...]

[You pause as he scoops you up into his arms]

[Pause?]

“Oh? Haha… If you want doves at the wedding, then we’ll have doves. So long as I don’t have to fly through a whole flock. Speaking of…”

[SFX: His wings wooshing off]

[M] “And we’re airborne! Time to come home, my sweet. The forest can tend to his wretched corpse.”

[Pause]

[SFX: His wings flapping]

[M] “Hold on, nice and tight, Dove. Despite your namesake, I highly doubt you’ll learn flight fast enough to avoid the ground, should you fall.”

[You hold to him as he makes his way home. The ring sparkles in the moonlight]

[Pause]

[M] “I know the night air is cold, my dear, I know. We will be home soon and, once we are, you have my guarantee I will make you plenty warm.”

[...]

[M] “Hmhm… so easily flustered. I love you, my Dove, more than anything else in this cold, cold universe.”

[You tell him you love him, too. You’re sure you do. At least, you think you do…]

[The End?]