Imagine your F/O coming up behind your, and putting their arms around you, with their hands on your stomach.
They slip their hands under your shirt teasingly, coming in contact with your bare flesh. They stroke their fingers up and down your stomach, chest and sides, sending little shivers through your body .
You go to sit on your F/O’s lap, but they decide they want to sit on your lap instead.
The two of you end up playfully (or not so playfully) wrestling for dominance, to see who gets to sit on who’s lap.
Imagine hunting down your darling F/O as a beast hunts is prey.
Stalking them from the shadows, silent and anticipating.
Imagine your villainous or yandere FO torturing you, either with your consent or not.
(pain, injury, aftercare)
Maybe they use their hands, gloves or bare. Their knuckles strike you, raising bruises, splitting your lip and making you taste copper.
Maybe they use a whip. They strip your shirt off and give you lashes that raise bright red stinging welts.
Maybe they use knives. They trace the point across your tender flesh, just deep enough to draw blood in swirls and slashes.
Maybe they burn you, with hot pokers, or lit cigarettes. The hear searing and leaving little red marks in the wake of each press.
Whatever they do to you, it leaves you breathless and panting, sweat dripping down your body as your nerves light up.
When it’s done, your F/O coos over you, stroking your now so sensitive body gently with their fingers, even if you flinch away instinctively.
They kiss your raw and tender flesh, paying attention to all the places that they hurt you.
They brush your hair out of your face, away from your sweaty brow and kiss you there too.
And then they kiss your breathless lips, pressing themselves against your battered body, savoring the sweetness of your mouth just as they did your pain.
They tell you how much they love you.
Imagine making a life sized doll of your darling F/O.
You spend lots of time getting the features of the doll just right, comparing the face to pictures of your F/O that you took in secret.
You make sure the measurements are just right too.
And finally when it’s time to dress the doll, and you sneak into your F/Os house to get some of their clothes. After all you have to get it just right.
Of course, since you’re there, you might as well make a good comparison.
So you bring the doll to show your F/O. You’re sure they’ll love it.
Imagine your yandere or villainous F/O holding the blade of a knife to your throat.
Your breath quivers as you feel the icy cold metal on your soft skin, contrasting with your F/O’s hot breath against you.
They tell you to hold still, that they won’t hurt you…
Imagine your older age gap F/O finding you asleep in your bed. When you wake up, you discover that they have teasingly buried you in an enormous pile of stuffed animals so deep you can hardly move! As you wriggle around underneath the pile they give you an amused look and lean in and kiss you.
Or
Imagine finding your younger age gap F/O asleep in their bed. While they sleep, you teasingly bury them in an enormous pile of stuffed animals, and when they wake up they can hardly move! As they wiggle around underneath the pile you give them an amused look, and lean in and kiss them.
Imagine your villainous or warrior F/O teaching you how to use their signature weapon.
Imagine their hands on yours as they show you how to hold it. Their body against yours as they show you the proper stance.
Imagine the look of pride and satisfaction as you get better and better as they teach you.