Author's notes: Just a quick reminder that this story is going to be absolutely NSFW. If you can't read smuts, get out before you're scarred for life.

Yandere Simulator and all of the characters are a property of YandereDev. English is not my first language.

With that said, enjoy!

Prologue: part I

It was 5 PM when Osana finally arrived by the tree behind the school. Earlier that day, Taro left a note on her locker to meet him there. He was hoping she wouldn't be late.

His heart was pounding in his chest at the thought of what was about to happen. He wanted this for such a long time... and now, as he watched Osana run towards him, not knowing what to expect at all, he was becoming more and more excited as the moment he'd been waiting for started to become real.

When Osana reached the top of the small hill he was standing on, he stepped out from behind the tree, making his presense known. The girl's expression was unreadable when she saw him.

"Why-why did you want to meet me here?" she asked, and suddenly all of her confidence was gone. He could tell she was confused, and a bit nervous.

"I want to tell you something..." he stepped closer to her, and he heard her hold her breath when he did. She was beginning to suspect what he wanted to reveal to her, but kept silent, letting him continue. She still wasn't sure about it, though – maybe her feelings were trying to make her believe what she so desperately wanted to be true... she had a crush on him since they were little, after all... She stood before him, frozen, listening to what he had to say and waiting for him to relieve her from all the doubt, once and for all.

But he was silent, and came even closer to her, something she would never allow him to do if she wasn't so god damned nervous and shy. In fact, he never was this close to her. Her heart skipped a bit at the thought – maybe he really wanted to confess his feelings for her-? It was still too early to judge. She looked at him in shock, her face showing the slightest hint of fear which she wasn't even trying to hide. And for the first time, he was seeing her true nature. She was no longer pretending not to care about him. It was obvious now – she liked him. Enough to let him be so close to her... Alll of her masks were gone, and she was standing before him, honest, impatient, waiting for him to tell her what she surely wanted to hear so much.

"I wanted to tell you about it for a while now, but... I didn't know how you'd react then... I was afraid you would hate me if I told you..." it was true. He wanted to do this for at least five years now, but he knew that it would be hard to rebuild their relationship after telling her that he liked her, given Osana's attitude. She would most likely never give him a second chance if she didn't like him back – and he was afraid of screwing it up. So he waited, and once he was sure there was a chance she felt the same way about him, he decided to tell her. He really hoped she would accept his feelings for her, despite their... unusual nature...

She wanted to tell him how much she loved him, but she felt the red blush that was covering her face, and she couldn't move an inch, couldn't say anything – it was too perfect to be real.

"Even though you always acted like you don't care at all, like I'm constantly bothering you, I just knew..." he stopped mid-sentence, as if he was trying to gather his thoughts. It was cute to see him flustered, she noted. "Ah, forget it..." he muttered.

And right after those words left his mouth, he close the gap beetween them and kissed her, wrapping his arms around her suddenly.

He oved her! He really did! His touch told her more than any words he could tell her. She couldn't believe what was happening for a few moments as she stood motionless, letting him pour all of his feelings for her into the kiss. She closed her eyes and started to melt in his arms. Once the initial shock was gone, she started to kiss him back, but he pulled away the moment did.

He looked into her eyes lovingly. It was clear now. No more words were needed, except those last few that would make her believe this was all for real.

"I love you, Osana" he whispered to her, and she couldn't had been happier than she was at that moment. She must'd been dreaming... but if this was her dream, she had every right to enjoy it.

"I love you, too... Senpai" she whispered as she leaned in to kiss him again.

At first, he didn't react at all and she smiled against his lips. She managed to take him by surprise like he did to her a moment ago, and she had to admit, she loved having the upper hand. It made a bit less insecure and scared of the whole... kissing and touching thing....

Eventually, she felt his hand on her back as he pulled her closer, beginning to kiss her back slowly. She was no match for him, phisically, and she felt him take control once again. Damn him. She wouldn't let him win so easily, though. She pushed back, quickening her pace in hopes of surprising him again, but she felt something hot brush against her lips... she gasped when she realised what he was doing and felt his tongue slide into her open mouth with ease.

She let go for a bit, enjoying every bit of their kiss. But she wouldn't let him win that easily. She pushed back with her tongue andstarted struggling to regain control. Soon it became a phisical fight for dominance. But she didn't really want to be the one in control, oh no – she only wanted to toy with him to see his reaction. She was having fun – after all, isn't it the most important thing in life? Especially in a relationship, she corrected herself. And she loved playing dirty. This game they were playing – the true reason she was enjoying it so much was that it allowed her to focus on something phisical, she didn't have to overthink anything. She always hated talking about feelings – she simply wasn't prepared for it. All of the talking made her more insecure and less confident. What was the point? She liked this in Taro – he could always tell when was the right time for some action~

She had to admit, she loved how his touch felt on her body – she almost wished she wasn't covered by all those layers of clothes... almost... she wasn't that easy. But his kiss was still making her happier than she ever was – when the right time comes, she'd think about taking a step further.

He took control of her at last and pushed her back against the tree behind her, almost forcefully. He surprised her, but that was just the way he liked it – experimenting. Seeing how far you can actually go – it was a bold move, but she appreciated it. He was growing impatient quickly. He wanted more. She let out a breathless moan when he deepened the kiss once again. She was enjoying this as much as he was and she wasn't even trying to hide it – it pleased him to see she wasn't embarassed at all – or maybe she didn't care. She seemed hot enough to accept going even further – he wondered where to touch her next.

His hand slid down her arm and rested on her hip, gripping it firmly. He felt her legs shift uncomfortably under her skirt at his touch. Did she want him already..? She probably couldn't control her urges, but the fact that she reacted that way was fascinating to him. Was she really this eager? If she was willing at that moment, maybe he could... No, this wasn't the right time or place. Besides, he knew she wasn't ready yet. The thought of making her wait was so much more pleasurable for him. He wouldn't give her what she desired – yet. He would wait until she's on her knees before him, begging him to give her what they both knew she craved so much, he would drive her insane with his promises, his touch everywhere expect where she wanted it, until she wouldn't want anything else than to please him, in exchange for even the slightest relief.

He didn't advance anymore as he was occupied thinking about his plans for her. She wasn't even trying to be silent, as every move he made rewarded him with a sigh or moan. He decided he could enjoy her this time as much as he desired. He made the boldest move yet, not sure if she would approve. He slowly started to drag his hand over her back, stopping every now and then to not seem too impatient. He always wanted to feel them under his fingers... the moment his hand landed on the side of one of Osana's breasts he head her groan loudly as she bit his lower lip, trying her best to stay silent. He could tell she was barely holding back now. She was struggling to control herself and her teeth sinking into his skin told him just how desperate she was to hide her need from him.

Wasn't this moving a bit too fast...? They were barely kissing for the first time now, and her back was being pressed roughly against the tree behind her... not that she was complaining, of course, but seeing how quickly it escalated without any sign of resistance from her, she was beginning to wonder just how far they were both willing to go. She wasn't lying when she said she loved him, but... she wasn't prepared for him actually kissing her, or... touching her... like this. It was one thing to fantasize about this moment for almost ten years now, and another to actually be doing it – she felt like she was in heaven, but something was telling her this was too sinful... She was already breathless in moments, so she retreated a bit and let him do the job. And he didn't fail her expectations at all...

She felt his hand move suddenly onto her hip and grabbing hoold of it, strongly. So close... she could clearly imagine now how it would feel like to have him touching her somewhere else. And it would be amazing... The second that thought came into her mind, she was overwhelmed with need for him. Never before had she desired any man so much. She had no idea how one touch could make her go wild in an instant, but she didn't question it – who would care? She felt the spot beetween her legs heat up, and her panties dampen underneath it – she prayed it wouldn't happen, but it did. So embarassing... She tried to hide her arousal, but was failing miserably – he already noticed it. She felt him smirk against her lips – how dare he! The little-! How was she supposed to complain about him when he made her feel almost too good to be true... He knew just how to touch her to make her feel like that – and that was what she liked about him the most – his skill. He was simply too good for her to even consider pulling away.

She was considering wrapping her arms around him to pull him even closer, when she felt his hand slip somewhere she didn't expect it at all. Slowly, he dragged his hand onto the side of her breast, giving her a feeling she'd never experienced before, sending waves of pleasure through her whole body. She was completely out of breath and before she could shut her mouth, she let out a low groan. She tried to stop herself, she really did – but she was too slow.

In an instant, he pulled away from her. What was he doing? She was enjoying herself, why stop now?

He smiled at her, and it made her even hotter. She almost couldn't take it. Her fingers were twitching, urging her to make a good use of them.

"What are you waiting for, you kinky bastard?" she spat out – she was trying to sound confident and playful, but she sounded so weak – pathetic, how easily he managed to make so obedient. She wasn't demanding anymore – she knew he was toying with her – pulling away just when she wasstarting to really enjoy it, just to make her realise how weak she was – it worked, so what? It didn't bother her as soon as he finished what he started. "Do your thing"

The moment she said it, he stepped closer to her once again and both of his hands landed on her chest immidiately – he didn't have to be told twice, after all. She knew that, desite hiding it well, he still desired her as much as she wanted him.

Even though it was fun to tease her, he'd had enough. Teasing was pointless if it didn't lead to anything, he told himself. He wanted to touch her so badly – he waited for this moment for ten years now. The moment she would finally let him touch her the way he saw fit. The way he wanted, not the other way around. And she was completely willing.

She wasn't trying to stop him at all – he began to wonder how far would she let him go before she'd start resisting. He was going to find out soon. He loved how soft her skin was under his touch, the way she stayed still to not make him stop, and the sound of her soft moans when he pressed a bit harder. Sometimes, she even bit her lip, trying to stay silent when his fingers briefly brushed against her hardened nipple underneath her shirt.

She tilted her head back at the intense pleasure he was giving her. She really was enjoying this, she close her eyes to focus on the feeling. Whenever his fingertips slid over one of her nipples, she tried desperately not to let her arousal show. But it was clear, wasn't it? Damn him for teasing her like that. She didn't even know who to blame anymore – him for being an absolute jerk, or herself for believing he would actually do something more than just tease her with quick brushes.

He was enjoying himself, but he wanted more. Without any warning, he squeezed both of her breasts as hard as possible, catching her completely off guard and feeling her clearly pointed nipples where his hands were. He wasn't holding back anymore.

She couldn't even scream at the sudden pleasure when he covered her mouth with his to silence her. She wasn't even going to scold him for it as she was too overwhelmed with need to be able to talk.

She braced herself for his next move. However, she didn't expect him to slide his toungue into her mouth, this time more forceful and demanding than before. Her own tongue was trapped under his, preventing her from kissing him back.

He applied more pressure the next time he touched her chest, but it wasn't so sudden anymore. His tongue didn't move in her mouth at all, he was merely preventing her from making any sound. He was more focused on groping her breasts, as he soon got back on track, but this time she was starting to shift a bit.

She was desperate for him, no matter how hard she was trying to hide it. But she wasn't shy at all. She threw her arms around him and rested her hands on his shoulders, pulling him closer and urging him to take a step further.

She wanted more? He would gladly give it to her.

His tongue retreated from her mouth, slowly, and moved lazily down her chin and over her jawline. She threw her head back, not expecting him to do something like that. She opened her eyes just a bit to watch him intensely. It was truly a sight worth admiring, him so focused on her. His wet tongue was sliding up and down her skin, and there was nothing stopping her from purring in pleasure as he slowly started to move lower. She liked the change of pace. He was really giving her the time to appreciate his skill and dedication. He came a little closer and started to kiss over her neck. She close her eyes, lazily. It was then that he changed his strategy and starting biting and sucking on her skin gently. She didn't even know someone could make her feel so good. It was perfect. He slowed down after a few moments as his kisses reached her collarbone. He was still massaging her breasts, but it was slower and softer than before. He really knew how to make her relax after an intense kiss. He was focusing all of his attention on licking and biting her skin now, and she enjoyed seeing him please her – not the other way around.

He loved her reaction to his kisses – he was hoping he wouldn't fail her expactations. He just needed a few moment and one more bold move to distract her for a second. A second would be enough. He was only waiting for the right moment, deciding to drag this on for a bit longer.

He pulled away from her neck, earning a disappointed sigh from her – 'don't worry, Osana...' he thought 'You'll get everything you want soon~'. She had no idea how many things he wanted to do to her. She had to be patient for now...

He captured her lips for one, last kiss and ran his hands up and down her back. She close her eyes, melting in the kiss. Sweet, innocent Osana... it was the last time they were kissing like that. Soon, she would learn the truth, and it wouldn't be the same anymore... But it would be better. However, there was still some sort of nostalgia in him – it was a true, genuinge feeling that was driving her now. Not blind lust. But he knew something she would never even think about – feelings would fade over time. She would leave him sometime. It was inevitable. But if he wanted her to always be with him, there was only one thing that could keep her – instinct. If he showed her how much pleasure he could give her, she wouldn't ever want to leave. That was his goal. He wanted to have her in his house 24/7, always willing and wanting him. There wouldn't be a time of day or night when she wouldn't desire him beyond anything else. And he was about to take the first step towards this goal now.

He decided it was a good time to catch her off guard. She gasped when he pushed her back, forcing her to tighten her grip on his shoulders to avoid falling. She was clinging onto his with all of her strenth. The impact made her head jerk back suddenly, breaking the kiss. For a brief moment, she was looking at him, her eyes full of desire, below him, completely at his mercy. It was just the way he wanted her.

He bent down to meet her lips with his and wrapped his arms around her waist to support her. She tightened her grip on his shoulders. He better not let her fall down-!

Her trail of thought was cut off when he finally kissed her. 'Stop complaining, you BAKA!' she thought to herself. 'Just stop overthinking everything and enjoy it~' she let her mind wander as she began to kiss him back.

But then he did something even she wouldn't consider him capable of – she felt his hands slide down her back, and onto the edge of her shirt... he was shamelessly touching her butt.

She broke the kiss to look at him, her expression back to the look he knew so well – expect this time it was for real. He really was moving too fast. And she wasn't one to toy with, expecially not like this! What was he even thinking, groping her like this-?! Did he think she would just let him fuck her then and there? Who did he think he was? She opened her mouth to yell at him, but when she did, she felt something sharp in her neck and blacked out, falling onto the soft grass below.

Author's notes: Tell me what you guys think about this. This story just came to my mind randomly and I decided to give it a shot. I'm also using this for smut practise, as I've never written a smut before. Also, check out my main story, "Lonely Souls" - I will try to update this one regularly, but my first story is still my top priority.

I'll only post the next chapter if I see people interested in the story, given my rather busy schedule. But if there is a chapter two, it will feature Yandere-chan and how she fits into the whole thing.

See you~!