How to deal with a crazy woman showing Yandere tendencies 101 Part-2 (Mildly R18+)

A/N: Late chap, coz I didn't have internet connection. Sorry. :(

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"Oh my, feisty, are you? Fufu, go ahead then."

I pulled her S&M suit's tight and thin fabric down as I took a brief moment to look at her breasts. The room was dimly lit and due to our position, it was hard to get a proper view of it, but I could tell they were marvelous, soft and squishy.

Touching them confirmed my suspicions.

Her D-cup breasts melted in my palms' embrace as I cupped and then squeezed them.

"You do like my breasts, huh? I'm flattered~"

She smiled, but this time there was a hint of genuine glee in her eyes rather than playful teasing or a predatory gaze.

"I told you before. They're remarkable. It was a surprise—the good kind—to see such a beautiful sight right after waking up."

I answered, without stopping my hands from getting a proper feel of them.

"Fufufu. Is that so~? Then, prove it. Show me how much you adore them, not with your smooth words, but your touch."

Her eyes shone with a glint. Of amusement and mild anticipation.

I didn't reply, instead, I gave her breast another squeeze, then another, and then a few more before I pinned her nipples.

"Mmn."

It elicited a weak but sensual moan. It was so erotic, in fact, that I had to stop for a moment and kiss her mouth. I felt compelled to, almost as if her voice had allured me and taken hold of my will.

If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she used her mind magic when she moaned. But it was just my own desire taking hold of me, nothing else.

After a while of smooching, I parted and began my quest to conquer her flesh mountains.

Ripping the fabric away from both hands, I leaned back and took hold of both her tits, squeezing them, molding them into shapes I fancied seeing them in, and then leaning in some more to give a lick on her now erect nipples.

"Mmn, yes. I like that. But, darling~ You forgot something…"

It took me a moment to realize that in my attempt to have a better grasp of her tits, I had set her hands free.

'Ah, shit—'

She didn't miss the chance and immediately flipped us, now pinning me down.

She grasped my hands tightly, and then pulled them together to clamp them under her left palm. She then pulled out her dagger and brought it near my cheek, marking a line. A bit of blood came out as I turned serious. It didn't hurt; just stung a little. I was still annoyed though.

'Are you kidding me? I'm really not into hurt-play, you know?!'

"Well now, that was quite interesting. I didn't expect you to lunge on my body and start ravaging me like that. I almost gave in and let you have your way with me, you know~ Such a naughty boy… You deserve punishment~"

I struggled but couldn't get free from her grasp.

'Ah, fuck. I shouldn't have lost myself there.'

I chuckled nervously. A moment's carelessness ended up with me back to submission.

I didn't like being this weak. Especially at that moment.

A part of me regretted not training more and getting stronger just so I could dominate this crazy but hot woman. But alas, I would have had to find a way to get out of the city and go hunt monsters or something.

And we all know what happened when I even dared to step outside IN the city.

Yeah, it didn't go that well. I was literally suffering the consequences of that action.

"What now? Are you gonna go stabby-stabby on me or something?"

'Hell, it'll suck to die that way, but at least this time I'll be killed by a hot woman and I can see her crazed gaze and gleeful smile before I die of blood loss…. Ah, I think I'm developing weird fetishes.'

"Hm, I would punish you more, but you see, you did make me slightly wet with that kiss and caressing."

Speaking of which, her breasts were still in the open, hanging out. I could still see them.

"How about you tell me where you made that bed disappear to? You don't have your storage ring with you. Are you perchance a space magic user? No, even then, it should be impossible for you to make that bed and chains disappear so quickly. Plus, I didn't feel any influx of mana, nor did I see a magic circle or a chant. How did you do it? I'm really curious."

For a moment, she turned serious and began interrogating. I wished she wouldn't though.

"Free me and take that sharp dagger away and I might tell you."

'Sorry, I won't. It's a trade secret.'

She looked at me with a deadpan face.

I guessed she thought I was being preposterous. Why would she take another chance like that?

"Hmph, no way. I don't like your cheeky attitude, darling. Hmm, maybe a few scars can help tone it down? It'll be a shame to sully that handsome face of yours, but a cut on your chest or abs might not be so bad~ You can call them battle scars~"

I knew she was serious at the moment as her smile turned sadistic.

'Why did I think it was a good idea to have fun with THIS crazy woman? She's too unpredictable and dangerous with her bipolar attitude. Not to mention she's much stronger than me.'

"Hey, hey. Look, I'm sorry, okay? That was my bad. Let's not play with sharp objects, okay? It's not good for my health."

'Literally, if she starts slicing me.'

"I wouldn't have needed to do it if didn't act like a smartypants, darling. Why couldn't you be a good boy and let me have some fun?"

"Ah, fuck it! I'm not your boy toy, lady! I have already had to deal with one such case. I don't feel like dealing with another. You wanna fuck, let's fuck… but I'm not getting back in those damn chains. If you wanna go all stabby-stabby, get on with it already! I'm not giving in to your fucking threats."

I lost my patience for a second there and blurted out.

In hindsight, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to act so tough and gung-ho when I was literally within stabbing distance from this crazy woman. But I was getting sick and tired of her trying to dominate and threaten me constantly.

Fuck that, I was not into that shit. I wouldn't do it.

Dignity over life, I had decided.

She looked at my annoyed and slightly agitated face and her predatory gaze calmed down as an amused smile took its place.

Seriously, she was too unpredictable, that bipolar woman.

"Oh my, no need to be so agitated. I was just joking~ I'll heal your pretty face. Don't worry. There won't be even a scar left."

She kept her dagger back to her storage device which I now recognized as the bangle on her right hand. It glowed a bit when she stored the dagger away.

Instead, she pulled out a bottle containing a standard red liquid. A quick Observe confirmed it was a minor healing potion.

She then did something that confirmed that she was indeed a crazy woman.

She licked the little cut with her tongue, tickling the spot a bit in the process.

I felt a short sting but didn't react otherwise, letting the crazy woman do what she wanted… as long as she didn't bite.

She then pulled back and licked her lips seductively as she gave me a wink.

"There, I have sanitized your wound. Now you just need to drink a bit of this potion and it'll be good as new."

'What are you, a cat doctor or something?'

Why would she lick my blood off of the cut like that? And why did I find it kind of hot? I didn't know.

'Oh crap, I'm developing new kinks one by one because of her, aren't I?'

[Congrats. You just went from level 89 Pervert to level 93 Pervert. New Kinks have been unlocked!]

'Agh, not the time to joke around, Iris. Help me out here!'

[Nope, you brought this on yourself. I warned you not to stick your dick in crazy, but you didn't listen. Now suffer the consequences.]

'Ugh, sorry. Don't be mad. Aren't we besties?'

My pleas went into deaf ears… well, deaf ethereal ears.

[I'm not mad. Just disappointed.]

'Ouch.'

I actually felt that one.

Maybe it wasn't such a great idea after all—

"Now then, open your mouth~"

I saw the crazy but still very hot woman open the cork of the bottle and then drink some of the potion herself. She then stored the bottle away and pulled my chin down, parting my lips.

She then leaned in to give me a sensual and erotic kiss, all while letting the liquid enter my mouth.

I gulped the liquid that contained both the healing potion and her saliva. My wound began to heal soon, but I was too busy fighting her tongue with my own to notice.

She pulled her face back after a fair few minutes.

"Mmn, delicious. Did you like my potion~?"

I couldn't help but nod in affirmation. It was delicious. Sweet.

'One more kink to add to the collection, I suppose.'

"Can you bring the bed back, darling? The floor is too hard and cold for us to have proper fun."

"And let you bind me to those freaky chains? No thanks. I like the floor better."

"Alright, I promise I won't bind you."

"And how can I trust you when you're locking me in this submissive position?"

"Sigh, you're too stiff, sweetheart. Jeez. I'll set you free. There, happy?"

It was a bit of a surprise, but I was now free. She was still sitting on my lap, but my hands were free.

I put them on her waist, subconsciously. I could feel the toned skin of her slim waist under that skin-tight suit.

"Mn? Still feisty, eh? Naughty boy. You really want to do naughty things with your Onee-san."

"What if I say 'yes'?"

"Then, bring the bed back. I'm not getting naked with you on this stone floor."

After some deliberation, I decided to trust her. I couldn't find any hidden schemes behind her words on her 'Observe' page.

The things I did for that crazy but sexy woman.

There must be some mind magic involved, I swear. The Mind field skill must be faulting or something.

Because, against my better judgment, I agreed and brought back the bed after she climbed off of her.

Amusingly, her breasts were STILL hanging out in the open. Definitely not one of the main reasons I was listening to her. Definitely not.

I pulled the bed out of my Inventory, willing it to the same place it was. The woman was standing beside me, looking at me intently.

She must be trying to figure out how I was doing it. Too bad it was cheating. Not magic.

She saw her raise an eyebrow in confusion as the bed was back and I hadn't used any magic circle or chanting. I did release a bit of my mana, but it wasn't even space-type. Just simple mana. I wasn't sure it was good enough of a cover. Probably not. But it was the best cover I could think of.

When the bed was back, I looked at her, observing her antics.

"You didn't bring back the chains."

I didn't. The chains weren't fixed parts of the bed so it was stored in another tab. I took advantage of that and didn't bring it out. I only brought out the bedframe, the mattress, a pillow, and the sheet on top.

"Because we don't need them."

I replied dryly.

"Fufu, scared I'll lock you up when you're drowned in the pleasure?"

"… Perhaps."

"Fufufu, oh well. Doesn't matter. We can have fun regardless. Relieve me, my dear."

She pulled my hands and made me sit on the sit.

"Get on, darling. I'll be on top."

I didn't argue this time. I didn't mind who was on top, as long as I wasn't chained and threatened for my life.

I lay down in the top center of the bed, putting the pillow below my head to get a proper view of the seductive but crazy woman who climbed the bed with a predatory smirk and bewitching eyes. She looked like a tigress, ready to devour her prey.

And I was her prey.

I was okay with that. For now.

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