Context: You once had a normal life and were engaged to a normal man. An unknown entity crashed your wedding, declaring his love for you and taking you for his own. You've never seen him in full detail, and his only explanation was that he had to protect you from the ravenous vampires searching for you and your rare blood, said to be the most delicious in the world. Your "husband" has kept you "safe" since. You still have no idea what he looks like or what he is. You just know you are his, and that's all that matters.

Setting: A castle

Tags: [M4F]["Marital Bliss"][Hardcore Yandere Husband Speaker][Unwilling Wife Listener][Possessive][Dominant][Protective?]["Affectionate"]["Loving"][Wanting Kids][Vampires][Kisses][Cuddles][CW: Kidnapped/Stockholm Syndrome/Blood/Implied Violence]

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[Scene opens in a luxurious castle tower]

[SFX: Distant humming and a massive about of locks being undone before a door swings open]

[As you rest in your room, you hear familiar humming and at least twenty locks being unlocked]

“Darling, I’m coming in. I hope the maids remembered to blindfold you but, even still, eyes shut!”

[Pause]

[SFX: The door swings open and you can hear your husband’s boots cross the room]

“There’s the most beautiful woman in the world. A kiss, for your husband? Oh, haha, you’re chained up by your wrists to the ceiling. Right, right. Well, that’s fine. Kisses, mwah. Daddy is officially home from his latest sales. Hmhm, almost an entire gold pile this time but, ah, no business talk. Let me look at my beautiful, sweet bride.”

[His cold, slender fingers carefully brush your hair aside]

“Let us move the hair away from your beautiful neck. Mmh… It’s so nice to be in this warm little room exploring your warm little body so I can extract the finest of your blood. After all, it is in such high demand now that the Vampire King has tasted it. Hmhm… he tried so hard to resist. I almost felt bad for the poor bastard…”

[SFX: Chains rattling]

“Hmm? Does my Fortune need something?”

[Pause]

[His tone softens considerably]

“Ohh, poor baby. Yes, of course, the chains would chafe your poor, fragile skin… Mmh, very well. You’ve been so good, I suppose I could let you rest for a bit before we take your blood. But, darling… remember what happened last time you tried to run, alright? They know your scent. They know that your blood is the most delicious, addictive strain in the known world. They’d tear you apart, sweetheart. Even I couldn’t save you at that point… and I don’t want to see you torn apart. I’d have to tear them apart in kind… Limb from fucking limb…”

[His snarl turns sugary sweet as you flinch]

“Hmhm, limb from limb… OK, sweetie?”

[Pause…]

“Good girl. Let’s get you down.”

[SFX: Chains rattling and the Listener dropping to their feet / into his arms]

“There we go. I have you… Ah ah ah, remember our rule, sweetie. No trying to look at me…Here, sit on the bed.”

[SFX: Bed creaking]

[...?]

“Can you ask a question? Of course, darling. Let me get comfortable first.”

[You feel him lie at your side, lips against your neck]

“There. Mmh, your neck tastes so nice… Now, what is your question?”

[...]

“Why can’t you look at me? Hmhm, well… Are you familiar with the story of Eros and Psyche? Well, let me tell it either way. Eros was Aphrodite’s son and very involved with love. He’d shoot his magic little arrows and people would fall truly, madly…desperately… in love. Well, the silly little god struck himself with an arrow and fell in love with a woman named Psyche. He was worried her attraction was shallow, so he asked that she never look upon his form when he was there. Of course, she did, and he felt his heart break and shunned her… I suppose that’s a very long way of me saying…”

[His voice becomes dark, a touch manic]

“That I never…ever… want you to break my heart like that. Knowing me by touch is enough, sweetie. When we kiss, do you imagine me as a handsome gent? Or do you think I might secretly be a monster? Do you think I’m a vampire, like the others in this little city? Maybe one of the vampire lords? Ooh, maybe I’m a Naga that’s good at mimicking footsteps, hmm?

Keep imagining what you think your husband looks like. Your fingers have traced through my hair and, yes, I know I need to get a haircut still. You’ve touched my body, felt my lips on yours…”

[...]

“Hmhm… you’re blushing. Are you learning to love me, at long last? I know our start wasn’t… the best. After all, I did burst into the church during your wedding to that… fucking brute… and took his spot after murdering him. Hmhm, oh, that poor priest. At least I let him live, right? That was nice of me, hm?”

[By instinct, your hand runs down from under his ear and runs down to his shoulder]

[...]

“Aww… You’re checking on my burn? Running into that church was painful but, ah… I knew, after watching you for so long, that I’d burn the city to the ground if I had to see you with another man… What can I say, I’m a jealous bastard. But once I’d had your blood for the first time, I knew every vampire around would seek to claim you for the alchemical gold flowing through your pretty, pretty veins. I was addicted and, admittedly, many of them are becoming the same. Oh, but the money is just so good. How do you think I bought this castle, darling? All for you… Anything for you, sweetie.”

[Pause]

“...It’s OK.”

[...?]

“It’s OK if you want to fall in love with me. There’s nothing wrong with loving your husband, especially when he loves you so so so soooo much. It’s OK.”

[His voice turns breathy against your neck and you shiver]

“...Give in to me.”

[Pause]

“Love me… Only me.”

[Pause]

“Surrender, darling… It’s OK. You don’t need to leave this castle, no. Not ever. All of this luxury is for you, for all the hard work you do for me. To show my love. I know I can be a little… needy, from time to time. I know I can be gruff. I know my libido is, ah… demanding, hmhm, but I do love you. Even sharing your blood feels like a sin but it’s to keep the peace more than anything. Is the money good? Of course, but I just want to keep you safe.”

[Pause]

[He smiles against your skin and you get a brief idea of how sharp his teeth are]

“May I take my usual amount of blood, darling? The King is so impatient… and I might slip in a little something to curry more favor with him. Or kill him, who’s to say?”

[Pause]

[Your husband chuckles quietly]

“Aww, so cute. You never want me to hurt anyone or thing, do you? Hmhm, I think one of my favorite moments was when I went to squish that spider and you wailed and pleaded and begged… So cute. It was worth the little bastard biting me as I tossed him gently outside.”

[Before you can answer, his sharp teeth sink gently into your neck before he holds the glass bottle to the wound]

“Mmf, got your neck! Hmhm…Mmh, gods… your blood really is delicious. Almost like… candy.”

[Pause]

“Oh, don’t pout. You always tense when I warn you beforehand, and that makes the process hurt even more. Just lie still and let me stroke your hair while the bottle fills… Why are you crying…?”

[...]

“You don’t want to tell me? Darling, I’m your husband, and I would feel really, really, really, bad… if you felt like you couldn’t trust me…”

[...]

“...You don’t want to be locked in this tower anymore. Mmh… How do you feel about children, love?”

[???]

“Why do I ask? Oh, no reason. No reason…”

[All you can really do as he takes his usual sample is notice how his hand keeps rubbing gently over your stomach. And weep]

[The End]