[This chapter contains mature content. Please see "DISCLAIMER/CONTENT WARNING" for more details. This will be your last warning. Enjoy!]

There's a small gallery in the city that only one person visits. A singular room shrouded in darkness. The patron kneels, facing the wall as though he were about to pray to a holy deity, and then looks up. Gently - so gently - he reaches out and touches the surface of one of the masterpieces. Euphoria seeps through his fingertips and swims into his body like he's absorbing some sort of otherworldly essence. He smiles, a soft look, pink irises widening with eerie bliss.

"[Y/n], I took some really nice pictures of you today. Wanna see them? I'm really happy with how they came out. You're really photogenic." Koda pulled out out his phone and began fondly flicking through a digital folder packed with obscurely angled photos he had taken of you throughout the day. The warm light emanating from the device lit up almost as brightly as the male's face as he enthusiastically shared his sinister portfolio with the picture on the wall. Mid-slideshow, Koda paused and looked up in surprise like he had just heard something unusual. "What? Awww don't be like that! You're beautiful. I could look at you for the rest of my life."

He gazed longingly at the thousands of photos of you he had printed on his wall. It was more than just a shrine. It was his sanctuary. A place of repose and worship. It was in this room that he kept his more sacred of relics: strands of hair meticulously sectioned in little bags, a well-chewed pen you thought you had lost, a key chain that had somehow fell from your bag, a used napkin that you had thrown out, a coin that accidentally slipped out of your wallet, a bloodied bandaid from an old wound you once had... The collection was an ongoing curation.

"I'm looking forward to you texting me, [Y/n]." He giggled, glancing at his empty home screen. "You must be taking your shower around now. I hope it's nice... I wish I was there with you. I want to give you a proper spa treatment."

He swallowed nervously and leaned a little closer to the portrait of you. A full face photograph. There was a throbbing sensation in his crotch. A sensation that beckoned him nearer.

"I... I want to touch you, [Y/n]," he murmured softly, his cheeks flushing with a mixture of lust and shyness, "Would that be okay? It will be just a little. I promise."

He waited obediently in silence like a puppy wait for its master to feed them a treat.

...

"R-really? Thank you! I'll treat you well."

With great care and steadiness, he gently pressed his lips against your picture, envisioning the harsh, resin-coated paper as your tender flesh. The thought of it was so rich in his mind, he could nearly taste your skin, feel your body's warmth. His eyes became half-lidded, relaxed, lost in the fantasy of having you all to himself. Then he pulled away, allowing for both "you" and him to draw for breath.

"You're amazing, [Y/n]. I'm so happy you exist. You're real and... you're mine - just as I am yours. Isn't that nice, [Y/n]? We're gonna be together forever. Just you wait," he breathed. "I will bring you back to me and keep you safe just like I always told you."

In that moment, his lovesick gaze locked onto your ear in the picture. He traced around it lovingly with his finger before leaning forward and teasing your earlobe with his soft, wet tongue. Between steamy breaths, his tongue circled around your ear and then slithered down toward your neck where planted an assault of adoring kisses. The sheer excitement of it caused his lower region to throb even more with an undying desperation to give into his sexual urges. Koda peered down at the large bulge pressing against his trousers and frowned.

"Not this again," he groaned, looking at it with an almost reproachful look. "What am I gonna do with you? I hope you won't be this excited when [Y/n] finally comes to live with us. It's getting embarrassing at this point."

Koda returned his view back to the unmoving image on his wall and sighed.

"I'm so sorry, [Y/n]. Please forgive me. I just need to get this out of the way. I'll sort it out as quickly as possible, okay? And when I'm done," he kissed your photo's lips. "I'll treat you like a princess... But for now, please look away, [Y/n]. I don't want to gross you out with my body's lewdness. I-it's too shameful."

Koda gingerly released his quivering member from its material prison and watched as it sprung upward, almost with a sense of eagerness and personality. A few drops of pre-cum drooled down the length his penis, tracing across his vein and gleaming like liquid pearls. He begrudgingly pumped some lotion onto his hand and rubbed against his shaft - or at least he tried to. The moment he grabbed he penis, his body shuddered with the intensity of an electric shock.

He made a valiant effort to compose himself but it simply wasn't enough. For it wasn't the heightening erotomania that was overpowering him, but you. Your existence, your presence, your appearance, your scent, your taste, your touch. The thoughts flooded into his mind involuntarily. Visions of your body pressed against his. He panted, lust melting away his mind as his hand steadily stroked his erect cock, massaging it with tenderness and care as he indulged in his fantasies.

✧──────✧ 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘒𝘰𝘥𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵?

✦ You topping him [Section A]

✦ Him topping you [Section B]

✦ Him taking care of you [Section C] ✧──────✧

[Author's Note: Basically do you want Koda to fantasise about you going inside him or him going inside you? Section C is for those of you who are not as into the sex and lewd stuff but still want the juicy yandere content. If you choose section A, feel free to imagine your character either wearing a strap-on or just having a regular old penis. Likewise with section B, it's up to you what sort of "hole" he's putting it in. Gender doesn't matter here. It's fiction so just have fun with it.]



Koda flopped to the floor and envisioned you saddled over him, hands caressing his body, fingers drifting sensually down the surface of his thighs toward his twitching cock. A faint whimper escaped his lips as he felt you playfully tease it, stroking a fingertip along the moistened edge. He reached out, desperate for more intimacy.

"[Y/n]," he gasped. "I'm ready for you. I want you inside of me."

The apparition of you remained silent, grinning in a domineering manner as though considering his request. Koda's eyes were ravenous with lust and obsession. An aching need to have you pounding against him; to feel you carve your way inside, to hear your staggered breaths amidst his own, to taste your intoxicating sweat against his tongue. The wait was too much to bear. He wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you closer to him.

"P-please, [Y/n]. I am yours, remember? Use me. I-I will make it worth your time." He kissed you passionately on the lips, exploring the insides of your mouth with his tongue. An exchange of liquid heat. Pure sweetness. He pulled away and gazed into your eyes with immense devotion. "I want us to break each other..."

You're already broken beyond repair.

You pushed him back down, much to his excitement, and began planting kisses across his body. It started at his chest, with each kiss sending shivers of ecstasy down Koda's spine. He moaned with pleasure and placed a hand on your head as you made your way down toward his belly. The wet kisses slowly transitioned into sensuous licks of the tongue. You glossed over the skin of his quivering stomach, drilling your tongue against his smooth navel and relishing in the male's soft whimpers and movement. Then you pulled your face away, proudly looking over the shiny trail of saliva you have left glistening on his body. Koda followed your gaze until your eyes met with his own hungry orbs. He wanted more. He wanted to you melt into him, to entangle yourself in his love, to sink deeper into the pits of depravity.

Your attention turned elsewhere, shifting him on to his front. He obeyed your unspoken command, pressing and rubbing his ass against your shaft like a fertile mammal ready to be mated. However, you decided not to satisfy his lewd needs just yet. You circled the rim of his anus with a lubricated finger, curiously observing it as it convulsed between Koda's shakes of pleasure. Then, without prior warning, you edged two of your fingers into his hole.

"A-aah!" he winced, both with shock and feverish exhilaration. His back arched.

You plunged your fingers deeper, massaging his insides as he writhed in delight. It felt amazing for him. He salivated as you experimentally toyed with his asshole. To have you of all people touching him in such a way was a gift. A reward far greater than all riches in existence. It felt like your very essence was purifying him. Cleansing him.

"God, I feel like my brain is melting. This is amazing, [Y/n]. You're amazing. I want more of you. Inside of me."

After hearing this, you removed your fingers and altered your position in preparation to penetrate, but Koda stopped you.

"Wait-"

He flipped back over on to his back and spread his legs a little. A welcoming gesture for your cock's arrival.

"I want you to see your face while you do it. I want to look at you and kiss you."

You obliged. Anticipation hung in the air as you gently rubbed your lubricated tip against his backdoor. Then, with a little firmness, you pressed your shaft inside. Penetration, at last. Koda gasped as he felt you squeeze into him. Tight, hot, wet, slightly painful - but the good kind of painful. The sort of pain that he had been voraciously longing for. A pain that could only be gifted by his one and true love. His moistened inner walls tightened around you, accepting you into him, clamping on. Your hands caressed the polished smoothness of his ass, admiring each cheek as you began the process of rhythmically manoeuvring your hips, thrusting yourself into him. Koda moaned as the movements shook his entire body. He felt it to his very core.

"I love you, [Y/n]. I love you so much. Fuck." He whispered as he wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you into him. He licked your lips and kissed you again, this time with more intensity. "And... y-you love me too, right?"

The apparition did not respond. You thrusted into him harder, hitting his prostate perfectly. Back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. A continuous seesaw between pleasure and pain. Stretching him, filling him, claiming him. Koda loved it, but...

His eyes dimmed a little. Even as he smiled, there was a sadness to his expression. A hidden emotion beneath his hot flush, sweat and saliva. A realisation: he belonged to you, but did you belong to him? In that moment, something switched inside of him. A subtle flicker of insanity. Hopeless desperation. As you remained completely focused on fucking him, Koda caught you off guard. He gained control.

You felt yourself fall back and opened your eyes again to see that Koda was now the one on top of you, your cock still stuffed into him. He bounced himself up and down your slippery shaft, feeling his stomach tense up and burn with ecstasy as he observed you quivering beneath him. His lovesick eyes peered into your own, as he tenderly caressed your cheek.

"Does that feel nice, [Y/n]? Feeling it slip into my hot, wet insides?" There was a tinge of obsession to the way he spoke. "You know, sometimes I feel like you don't understand how much I care about you, [Y/n]. I love you - more than anything else in the world. I belong to you and only you... So why don't you belong to me also?"

No response.

"Hey, [Y/n], what if I removed your arms and legs right now?"

No response.

"I could put you to sleep and saw off all of your limbs. I would make sure you didn't feel an ounce of pain throughout the process, and I'd take tender care of your wounds and make sure nothing got infected. I'd feed you, clothe you, comfort you, bathe you. Every facet of life would be entirely assisted by me. Wouldn't that be nice?" Koda's eyes welled up with tears but his docile smile remained the same. "Yeah, I think... I think that would be nice for us. I'd treat you well. Love, safety, comfort. I'd give you all of it. And then at the end of each day I could wrap you up nice and warm and hold you in my arms and tell you all the stories from our childhood. Our ventures, our escapades, our first love. You remember all that, right?"

No response.

"No. You don't, do you? Because they destroyed you. Stole you away from me." Koda watched sadly as the vision of you gradually faded into darkness.

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The lecherous tendrils of Koda's imagination swiftly took over, gifting him with the vision of your voluptuous body lying in front of him. Naked and waiting. He swallowed nervously, visibly taken aback by the sight of his lewd fantasy. A tentative hand rested on your shoulder, seeking reassurance.

"[Y/n]?"

No words left your lips. Instead, you replied with a smile and shifted your body as though to welcome his forthcoming touch. Koda observed in stifled anticipation. Even as you visibly yearned for his embrace, guilt lingered in the air. Laying hands on someone as perfect as yourself seemed like a crime; like he was about to defile a beautiful wedding cake with his grubby fingers.

Yet, in due course, these thoughts and feelings subsided. The more he surveyed your willing figure, the more he hungered to devour you. His prior look of hesitation switched to one of carnal lust, and his hands, as if by their own accord, began to to gently drift across the surface of your skin. You shivered in luxury as his fingertips slid down your inner thigh, toward your most sensitive area. His expression softened and he leaned into you, gracing your flesh with the softest of kisses. There was no rush, no flaming passion, no aggression. Just tenderness.

"Does that feel nice, [Y/n]?" he murmured, brushing his lips against your genitalia and slowly moving up your body. "Let me know if you're uncomfortable. This is all about you after all. I want nothing more than to make you feel good."

He pulled away for a moment, his infatuated azalea-coloured orbs locking on to your own quivering pupils. Once again, you responded to his hushed words with nothing more than the impulses of your body. Desperation entered your face, a silent plea for more. More affection, more love, more him. You needn't beg. He was more than willing to oblige. Koda moved closer to you, raising his body above your own and pinning your wrists with his hands. His face became level with yours and your lips finally met.

Each kiss carried a delicate, benign nature to them, as though a single slip could easily shatter your fragile being. With each temporary pause for breath, the two of you smiled at one another, completely enamoured. Koda planted a kiss against your ear, breathing warmly into it and gently sucking on your earlobe. You squirmed and giggled beneath him, tickled by the erogenous sensations. His mouth then slid down toward your neck. He licked it slowly, his shallow, excited breaths sending goosebumps across the length of your body.

"I'm really sorry, [Y/n]. I genuinely want to treat you right and be gentle but when you squirm like that, I can't help but want to tease you even more," Koda whispered into you, his voice laced with arousal. "Let me know if it's too much. I will be a good boy."

He returned his devoted, lustrous attention back to your mouth, licking it softly as he waited for your lips to part and invite him in. His warm tongue slithered inside, lovingly entangling itself with your own. However, this time, Koda did not release you from his lewd grasp. His kisses became far more intense. Even as you writhed against him, desperate to catch your breath, his grip around you only tightened. Koda became completely absorbed in his rampant lust, hungrily tasting you as his body settled fully on top of your own. You felt his erection pressing against you, begging for entrance into your slippery chasm. Then, at last, Koda drew away. A single thread of saliva hung between your mouths as you gazed into one another, panting heavily.

"I love you so much, [Y/n]. I can hardly control myself around you. Only you could make me this feel this way." Koda felt his pulsing cock rubbing intrusively against your entrance. A shameful pink hue claimed his cheeks. "I'm going to put it in now, okay? Let's take it nice and slow. I want you be comfortable."

Koda briefly removed his dominance over you, allowing you to shift into your preferred position as he lubricated himself a little more. He knelt over you as he continued to caress himself, admiring your features with a sincere fondness before lining up his penis against you. He teased your slick, drooling entrance with his tip, enjoying ever tremor that rattled through your body. You gazed into his eyes with a look of readiness. Then, with upmost care, Koda slid his member forward deep into you.

A firm injection of pleasure and pain squeezed into you, causing your body to erupt into a series of twitches and gasps. Your muscles immediately tensed upon impact. A feeble whimper escaped your lips. Koda paused there for a minute, giving you time to adjust to the feeling of him inside. He smiled at you sympathetically, stroking your cheek as though to soothe you.

"There... Y-you're doing so good-" Koda whispered, doing his best to comfort you amidst the hiccups of his own sexual arousal. "Does everything feel alright?"

You nodded, breathing through the pain and enjoying it shamelessly. As soon as you began relaxing a little, Koda began to thrust gently, working up to whatever speed the two of you found most comfortable. With each rhythmic movement, Koda's cock pierced your body, massaging your hot inner walls and sinking deeper into you until all that could be heard were the sounds of wet slapping skin and the chorus of your own uneven breaths. You clung on to him in desperation as you felt your body surf the edge of a climax. He smothered your nude body reverently with yet more kisses, tasting your sweat on his tongue. Liquid eroticism.

Koda winced as he neared his own orgasm. It was exceptionally rare for him to last this long. Oftentimes, it would only take a mere few seconds for him to pathetically pass out and have his cock erupt all over him. Even just touching your belongings was sometimes enough to make him buckle to his knees with agonising sexual impulse. He was ashamed of it but knew it was only a testament to his undying love for you. Years of your absence had starved him. One day, he promised himself, he'd satisfy you fully - assuming you wanted it too, of course.

Koda's lovesick gaze survey your skin. It was an empty canvas. Untouched, pure, ready to be claimed. He hated himself for having such vile thoughts but, in the midst of his lustrous session, his feelings of self-hatred were drowned out by his overwhelming desire to mark you: to lovingly sink his teeth into you like a feral animal and brandish you as his mate. His one and only. And, he too, would have no complaints if you were to do the same to him. In fact, the idea of it only turned him on more.

As he continued thrusting you, his breaths weakened by the second and his attention moved on to your face. A caked-on masterpiece of sweat, flush, tears and titillation. You stared back at him, elated, heat-pounding, mouth drooling, smile widening. But it wasn't you.

No. Of course, it wasn't.

Koda stopped moving against you. He paused as the realisation sank in. Even as you grinned at him with ecstatic delight, there was haziness to your eyes. Blank, unthinking. Not an ounce of personality seeped through the apparition of your being. It was merely a hollow shell of your appearance. A blurry outline of Koda's most lewd fantasy. He pulled away from the hallucination. This wasn't what he wanted. He wanted you. The real you. Or, at the very least, a more convincing version of you - not some mindless sex-doll-like being inhabiting your likeness. He took a moment to truly focus on these desires. His imagination shifted toward a more realistic vision of you kneeling front of him. The you that he loved. He wondered how you'd react to the sanctuary he had dedicated to you, how you would respond to his tender touch, how the two of you would return his kisses and affection, how you would love him-

In that moment, the once-tantalising atmosphere of fiery passion fizzled away. Koda watched with gleaming, heartfelt fondness as the lewd and unfeeling vision of you shifted into a more realistic version. He reached out to you, his heart pounding with wholesome joy.

"[Y/n]..."

His hand was immediately slapped away. In a single instant the apparition's demeanour switched entirely. Multiple emotions flickered across your face: disgust, horror, resentment. Your eyes widened with alarm and you snatched yourself away from him, as though offended he'd even considered the possibility of you accepting his touch. Your tremors of eroticism ceased and were, instead, replaced with shakes of fear. Pure undeniable repulsion. Koda's smile dropped as you harshly withdrew yourself from him. No words left your lips but he could sense exactly what you wanted to say.

"W-wait! [Y/n], it's okay. It's okay! Please don't be frightened. Everything's going to be okay. I'd never dream of hurting you. You know that. I really do love you. I swear. I want nothing more than to take care of you." He crept closer to the shivering vision of you, his eyes welling up with tears. "See? I'm not going to hurt you. I'm- No... No, what am I doing right now? I can't believe after all this time I'm still letting my self doubts get to me. You're just a hallucination. [Y/n] and I love each other. We always have."

Right?

Dark thoughts oozed into his mind. Thoughts of you leaving him, abandoning him all over again. He did his very best to calm himself but his twisted infatuation was like a flash flood spilling into his mind. An unforgiving curse that forbade him any peace. It began with ideas of locking you up, keeping you caged under his constant surveillance like a creature at the zoo. Then, it twisted into more intense forms of restraint. He envisioned himself tying you up, perhaps chaining yourself so you could never leave his side, so that he could always smother you with his affection. Then it spiralled into the deepest pits of depravity: violence. Mutilation. Like pulling off the wings of a butterfly, he imagined how easy it would be to remove your limbs to keep you from escaping. Koda placed his hands on his head, utterly nauseated by his own hideous fantasies.

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Koda's thoughts didn't need to be explicit and lewd in order for his body to be enveloped in pleasure. Even just the mere thought of being by your side for the rest of his existence was an exhilarating enough contemplation. He began to imagine a number of scenarios about his future with you, smiling warmly to himself as he envisioned himself tending to your every need and encasing you in a seal of never-ending affection: thoughts of pulling you on to his lap, giving you a loving massage, whispering tender things into your ear, squeezing you affectionately, sitting by your side and caressing your forehead whenever you fell ill. The possibilities were endless, and this fact only made him hunger for you even more. It was agony for him to have to withhold himself from kidnapping you and taking you home with him. He knew such an act would be unjustified as of right now. He needed your trust. Your mutual interest in him.

Koda stared at one of the many pictures of you on the wall, fantasising about you eagerly crawling out of it toward him. For most, this would be a horrifying sight, but Koda would welcome such an instance with open arms. You (or, rather, the hallucination of you) crept out of the enlarged picture, stumbling adorably on to the floor and smiling at him with an intrigued expression. He smiled back, bringing himself closer to you as his arms wrapped lovingly around your shoulders. He giggled as he felt you nuzzle against his chest and squeeze him back with equal affection.

"[Y/n]! I'm so glad you're here. Now we can be together forever," he sighed with childish adoration as he lay a kiss upon your forehead. You said nothing but your eyes sparkled with a shared excitement at the thought of being with him. In that very moment, the delusion took over. The walls around Koda melted into pure fantasy. He was no longer hugging you within the confines of his eerie stalker's sanctuary. Instead, he now pictured you and himself in the warm confines of a cosy homestead. A remote home built for just the two of you. "Isn't this nice, [Y/n]? It's exactly what we dreamed of ever since we were just children. No one will find you here. You're safe."

His mind began rapidly visualising a plethora of romantic scenes with you like he was watching a flashback of his fondest memories. Koda blushed, his breaths becoming strangely heavy as he was practically salivating over the thought of living out the rest of his lifetime with you. Then the scene transitioned, once more - one last time. But something was different with this one. Something was off, and even Koda sensed it. He imagined himself walking down a street with you, hand in hand as intertwined lovers, chatting away as any couple would. But then, Koda suddenly felt your grasp become lighter. Like your touch was sand slipping away through his fingertips. A fading absence. He turned to face you only to realise the figure he just was talking to was no longer there. Panic flooded through his body as he looked up and down the street in search for his beloved partner.

And then, at last, he found you - but you were not alone.

You audibly giggled, a hue of pink appearing across your cheeks as you chattered away to an unknown figure. The humanoid figure interacting with you remained sexless and shrouded in darkness. His or her features were of no concern to Koda. What mattered to him was the fact that you, his treasure, were being charmed by a past. Vermin. Seeing you smile for someone other than him made his heart sink immediately. Suddenly all those wholesome visions of you and Koda romancing faded to black. Koda's surprised expression transitioned into seeming indifference. There was a sinister edge to the way he blankly stared at you, his eyes vacant of light.

As though he were watching a theatre performance, the scene rapidly changed. The light and breezy background of the blue sky dimmed to a dreary basement. Furniture and props skidded across the room, rearranging themselves and shifting into other items. In an instance, the once bubbly and cheerful apparition of your being was now miserably tied up in a chair. Your face was drained of all joy. An eerie silence crept up as Koda stood over you, his dominance unnerving. He kneeled and smiled gently, making his best effort to not appear intimidating. A hand caressed your cheek.

"Aw, [Y/n]. You poor thing." he spoke in a soft and sympathetic tone, like he was gently reproaching a troubled child. "I told you not to talk to other people. It's scary and dangerous out there! Don't worry though. I'm not mad. I promise. This isn't your fault. You're traumatised. You still don't know how this world works, and that's okay. Just give in. You don't need to do anything anymore, [Y/n]. Let me do all the work. Let me protect you from now on - just as we always planned."

His voice trailed into a whisper as he got closer to your face and cupped your cheeks between his hands, smushing your expression slightly. You look up at him, a strong bitterness present in your eyes, yet you lacked resolve. And Koda knew this well. You had finally accepted things. He giggled to himself before pulling you close to his and nuzzling against you.

"Awww, you're so so cute, [Y/n]! I love you so much. But you already know that, don't you?" His dark eyes surveyed the rest of your bound body with a steadfast confidence. His hand slid down your arms and legs, admiring them with great tenderness. You flinched and twitched as you felt his cold caress. "I know you're scared. I don't blame you for that. I understand. Anyone would be nervous in your position, [Y/n]. Myself, included. But please trust me, once I remove your arms and legs, you'll actually feel a lot more free. I know that sounds contradictory but at least then I won't have to keep you tied up like this anymore. I've been feeling so bad about it, you know? Like I'm keeping a little puppy all chained up."

He smile saddened as haunted you with his future plans for your body. You stared him down, your eyes piercing his soul with utter hatred.

"You'll understand soon, puppy." he cooed sweetly, his hands cupping your face again. He planted a kiss on the bridge on your nose. "It will be completely painless. I promise."

Koda then paused, blinking in disbelief as he returned to his senses. None of it was real. It was all a scene playing out in his head. A vile fantasy. He covered his mouth, appalled at the overwhelmingly cruel nature of his own imaginations. His eyes made contact with one of the many photos of you on the wall. A guilt-stricken expression overtook his face. He got on to his knees, and began apologetically praying to you for forgiveness.

"No no no no!! [Y/n]!! It's not real. I'd never do that! I'd never hurt you that way. That's... that's disgusting. That's abuse! I'd never cut off your arms and legs. I swear. I want you all in one piece. No cuts, bruises or scratches. Honestly, I'd rather be imagining you doing these sorts of things. Hehe... actually that would be kinda hot. But that's besides the point! I'm really really sorry. I got carried away. I don't know what happened. I got corrupted again I think. I need you to purify me again. Sorry. Forgive me? Pretty please?"

...

"Noooo! I really do mean it!! I'm genuinely sorry. Please don't be mad. I'll make it up to you. Do you want me to punish myself? I can cut myself if you'd like? Or- or something gross like drinking my own urine. I really really don't wanna do that but I'll do it if that's what you want me to do. Or maybe you'd prefer an offering? I can give you something if you'd like? Do you want money or a gift? I could buy you that game you've been really wanting? Or one of those expensive plushies you saw online."

...

"I'm sorry."

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