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The Yandere Attracter

Ethan Feng is a man just going through his life in the modern world, but it seems that he has caught the eyes of a yandere, or two, or three, or however many I decide to write in. Schedule: Idk For now it's whenever I can't think of chapters for my other book, but it might become a little more regular if I get into it. P.S: Third try at book

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16 Chs

Welcome Surprise

With her hands tucked behind her and the fact she was leaning forward, it was clear what she was trying to emphasize.

The cavernous valley crack eluded an unmistakably seductive allure. The fact those mounds were only held in place by the tension of a thin piece of fabric and a couple of straps made me feel as if a single touch was all it took to undress her.

The black apron itself wasn't anything special and had no other colors or depictions. The only noteworthy additions to the apron were a couple of little stains and a few pockets near the bottom. Matching the apron was a pair of black thigh-high stockings that adorned her legs. 

I took this time to take it all in. I looked her up and down to see something I'd had given up long ago. To find the absolute perfect woman, in terms of facial appearance, body shape, and personality. Or at least what I thought would be perfect; sometimes, the flaws of a person are what truly make them so appealing or complete them in the first place. 

To be honest, I put most of the importance on appearance. I paid the most importance to their surface-level appearance that I almost overlooked personality entirely. Luckily, I realized later on that I would be going to live with this person for the rest of my life. Their superficial appearance won't matter much if they were assholes in the end.

It was a childish and naive dream in the past, something that I thought was nearly impossible to achieve. Yet here I was like I was living up some kind of fantasy.

'This was gonna be my new daily life? I almost can't believe how fate brought us back together after all these years. It's like it's like some kind of intricately designed plan that came together perfectly.'

I looked her in the eyes and softly smiled as she still looked at me with that smug look. Slowly, that smile of mine turned into a wolfish grin and her smug look wavered a bit. She even turned her eyes away a few times.

"So you went with this classic, huh? My, my, maybe you're wife material after all."

There was a bit of surprise on her face as she straightened up. As she did those mounds seemed to scream for attention as they bounced and jiggled for a second along with her sudden movement.

"Huh?! Are you saying I wasn't before?!"

"N-no! I-it's just that you're even more materi… uh I mean, you're even more perfect-er…"

'God damn it, I was just about to say she's "even more material than before" that wouldn't make any sense. Maybe I shouldn't have added that "er" to the end of perfect either.'

Gradually her surprised face went back to a smug one as it seemed like she just remembered something.

"Hey, looks like I found one part of you that didn't change too much after all. Besides, you really think I'm completely naked under here?"

"You aren't?..."

Hearing that final sentence seemed to dampen some of the excitement I had, but what she did next lit it up a little again.

She lifted the front flap of that apron to expose a black panty to me; she twisted her body to the side and using her hands guided my eyes to a little black bow knot. 

That wasn't the only thing my eyes gravitated to though. Of course, my eyes went to the side boob that was entirely exposed and the fullness of the curve of her derriere.

At least I dispelled any unease I had about her secretly wearing a bra now too.

"Heheh, aren't you a little too easy to distract? Where did all of your "experience" against this go? Why don't you come in and close that door? I bought this apron just for you after all."

"H-hey! ...well maybe you're right."

I did as she asked and the moment I turned around she fiercely hugged me. Her arms slipped through my own and her head planted itself directly onto my shoulder.

*Snnniiifffff*

The moment I heard her breath in a bit too loudly I knew she was smelling me and immediately my mind went back to the moment when Emma was leaning on that exact shoulder.

'Shit… well it's not like I was planning to hide the truth in the first place. It's just that she discovered it before I could reveal it, that's all.'

"So Ethan, do you mind telling me about your day at work? I'm VERY interested, so make sure you don't leave out ANYTHING, understood?"

That final "understood" had a serious and slightly scary undertone. The way she spoke even felt a little similar to Emma in a way.

'Well, it's pretty clear that she probably smelled Emma's scent. This is probably her way of giving me a chance to explain what happened. I'd be a fool to not take it and lie to her.'

I smiled as sincerely as I could muster before picking her up in my arms to bring her to the couch.

"Of course! Let me tell you all about it, but why don't we head for the couch first? It wouldn't be too comfortable just standing here, now would it?"

"Ah~ Wow, you're so strong! B-but this doesn't mean you get a free pass, alright?! You're still telling me what you did today!"

"Of course! Of course! Don't worry, I'll tell you everything, alright?" Well, except for those personal things that Emma told me. I'd be a horrible friend to just be spewing secrets like that.

'Damn, she's a little heavy, but I can't say anything. Who knows what she might do if I told her that before telling her my day? Besides, it's not like I've been to the gym lately either, I've kinda been slacking. Maybe this is just the motivation I need to pick it up again.'

I brought her to the living room; after sitting down, I proceeded to tell her my whole day from when I entered the building to when I left.

When I finished, I saw she was pouting and her eyes showed off that she seemed a little angry. Just from the way her gaze was fixed on me, I was starting to feel guilty about what I had done. But I didn't want to say anything to make anything worse so I simply waited for him to speak first.

I didn't have to wait too long though, as soon a heavy sigh escaped from her.

"*Sigh~* Ethan, shouldn't you know how to deal with these situations?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you had a girlfriend before, didn't you? What did you do before when another woman tried to take you away from her?"

"Huh? It's never happened to me before. Why are you talking about it like it should be a common occurrence for me?"

She made a genuinely surprised face at my statement.

"Oh, that's never happened to you before? Heheh- *Ahem* *Ahem* Well, since it's the first time, I'll tell you what you should do about other women for your well-being as your girlfriend, okay?"

"Alright, sure! Go ahead, I'm all ears!"

"First of all, let's go over the worst thing you did today.

You shouldn't massage this "Emma" person anymore, alright? Since you said she might be going through some things, at the very most you could give her a shoulder massage. Any further than that is crossing the line! You must set boundaries and this is one I'm giving you. 

Who knows what else she start asking you to do if you simply just give in to her every demand?

Second, after you pushed her away during lunch, you gave in to her too easily! Is all it takes a good wrap to fix any of your conflicts? You need to be firmer in your denials, you can't simply take a step back every time you take one forward.

If you don't you'll never be able to draw any solid lines between the two of you.

Third, try to prevent some of those close contact situations from occurring in the first place. That time at the door of that bathroom and during OUR phone call you just let her slowly do whatever she wanted and put you in any situation she wanted.

If I have it my way then you would never see another woman besides me again… but the world doesn't work like that so that'll have to do.

..

Now that that's out of the way, I hope you can remember those 3 things. Anyway, I've been practicing our game today and I think we could get pretty far this time. Maybe you could show me some of those massage skills you have as well~"

It felt like a bit of a drastic shift, but I was all on board. The way she spoke about being the only woman in my life was a bit scary; it almost felt like a bit of yandere energy emanated behind that.

I looked at the woman who was eagerly going ahead to pick up a couple of controllers for us and thought to myself how lucky I was. I also hardened my resolve to make sure I wouldn't lose such a woman as my partner.

She handed me a controller and soon we started playing a cartoon-styled side-scrolling run and gun. It was a game where we played as a couple of normally inanimate objects that now magically had entire bodies, but their head was still their original object. Our playable characters aren't the only things that probably shouldn't be alive though as there were a few others as well. The characters we played shot magical laser-like projectiles, but there were other projectile types such as ones that boomeranged back..

The game's mainly known for its boss battles, but there are more traditional run and gun levels as well. Currently, we are at one of its more well-known bosses, that being a mermaid.

After about 10 losses in a row without any significant progress our agitation felt palpable. The game over was plastered across the screen and I could already start hearing someone's agitation nearby. 

"God damn it! I hate this bitch! What kind of fucking mermaid has the damn ability to petrify people?!"

I saw her raise the controller almost as if she was going to slam the thing into the floor, but then I heard her take a deep breath before exhaling. Her hand slowly lowered the controller as she then suddenly turned to me.

"Why don't you seem angry?"

I simply smiled at that question before I replied with a deadpan look.

"I've already lost so much playing some other more difficult games. I've already learned how to control my emotions when it comes to things like this."

"Tsk! Well, since you're so calm and relaxed about it, why don't you come over and take care of your poor girlfriend over here? I wanna destress… hey didn't you say you were good at massaging? Why don't you give me one? 

I wanna know just how good they are that this boss of yours even moaned during it. So it's a given I want the one you gave her!"

"Don't worry, you'll get that alongside some special treatment as well. Just for you, after all, you're my precious girlfriend."

She proceeded to lay stomach-side down on the couch. At that moment, I remembered that she was only wearing an apron. When that controller came into my hand earlier that was where all my focus went.

Her bare back was shown directly to me and as she was lying down her breasts seemed to find their escape on either side of her torso. 

I gently rested my hands on her back and softly ran my fingers along her back.

"Mnh~ W-what are you doing?"

"I'm just checking what I'm working with, don't worry. Why don't we start at the top and work our way down?"

I placed my hands on her shoulders and prepared for what was to come.

Alright, I've rounded the chapter's number up to the nearest multiplicative of 5 without writing less than 5. Now it's time for me to return to my other novel for a while and make sure that's good.

I should write 8 for it, but if I can't think of anything I might stick with just 5. So I'll be gone for potentially 5-8 chapters.

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