Yelping, you tried to snatch your wrist back from Kankri's iron grip.

"Kankri! What has gotten into you?" You stop, having successfully wrenched yourself away. Kankri paused and turned towards you. It was that same blank stare he had been sending to the boy from your college course.

"I could ask you the same, _____. Letting him hang all over you, you know who you belong to. You know I love you and I'm the only one who can love you, I have told you this. I won't let anyone else."

"Kankri, I belong to me. No-one is going to take me away from you, why can't you understand that? I was only talking to him so I can pass my class, if I don't I'll have to repeat it and spend more time with the same or even more boys. I'm doing this so I can come home to you faster." You say firmly. Kankri looks thoughtful. You wait with bated breath, he isn't fond of you claiming that you don't belong to anyone but yourself. However, you know that he is apprehensive about the idea of you spending so much time surrounded by other guys.

"Ok, but I want time with you. Especially now." You nod and follow him closely, holding his hand. After three years, you know how to talk without upsetting him too much and how to deal with his aggressive behaviour. He was so sweet and shy at first and then he started to become possessive. You are still shook up about what he had tried to do out of jealousy, not knowing you were with your cousin. Once you got to the house, he unlocked the front door and pulled you through, slamming the door shut and pressing you up against it. 

"Why do you insist on making me so jealous?" He hisses as he bites at the juncture between your neck and shoulder, hands rubbing your sides. You let out an involuntary mewl and Kankri visibly shudders. You love the effect you have on him. Sure he can be scary some times, but he's also so kind and good to you. He gives the best cuddles and always asks about your day, listens to you like you were a prophet and tries to give good advice. Speaking of listening he said something just now, didn't he?

"I- I don't mean to, Kri. You know I love you." You whine, looking at him through half lidded eyes. His hands slide down to your ass to grip them and pull you up against him, you can already feel the beginning of the thrashing of his bulge.

"I might need a bit more convincing." He states, bedroom eyes taking over. You were all to happy to do so. Some people may be discouraged or be angry with the way you submit in such a way, or seem to encourage this behaviour in him; but this is how it is now. You used to be scared of him and his ways but his... stern encouragement and persistence eventually won you over. All of his uh, 'gifts' were slightly unappreciated though. Especially as one time it was a heart, he refused to tell you who it once belonged to. 

You were suddenly pushed away from his body heat and bulge, you almost whined but kept it in your throat. He spun you around and began to push you up the stairs and, almost tripping on a few steps, you make it to the bedroom. He was clearly quite riled up as he barely got you to the bed before ripping your shirt off. Although he seemed a bit enraged at the sight underneath, no bra.

"You were hanging around with him," He states with an unbelievable amount of spite, "Without a bra?" He growls.

"Kri, Kri listen to me." You cradle his face, he seems to mellow out a little when you use rhymes. You have his undivided attention. Feral eyes look into your own and don't look away no matter what, even when your thumbs massage his cheeks. "I was going to surprise you but Daniel came over unexpectedly and I couldn't escape." Kankri doesn't like it when you refer to other boys by nicknames. He looks a bit suspicious but his eyes tone down from murder to ready to fuck. That's extremely promising, you know he won't disappoint. A whole new wave of desire hits you as his tongue flicks out to dampen his lips while his eyes to flash to your lips, then your throat and then your nipples. He presses his hands against everything he can, you boobs being paid attention to mostly. Like a cat, Kankri liked to nuzzle with your boobs, finding them extremely soft. He would often paw at them, watching the small wiggle afterwards with eyes fit for a predator. Mewling you would grip his shoulders, not pushing him away or pulling him closer, just keeping him there, sometimes when he got like this he could be a tease. It was heart breaking and Earth shattering all at the same time. At this point though, he looked ready to pop. With practised poise, he pushed your hands to the side - you relented easily enough -  and started to grind his hips against your own. 

"I'm going to make sure everyone in this small, stupid town knows you are mine, because you're going to love me forever... Right?" His wide unblinking eyes searched yours. Gulping, you nodded.

"Of course, Kri. Forever and ever." You mutter looking deeply into his eyes. His eyes soften a bit and he nuzzles his face into your neck like a lost kitten. When he got like this he was scary but so pitiful, you felt the need to nurture and protect him. Lord knows he didn't need protecting but he brought something out in you. Although sometimes, it seemed more like he scared you into loving him. Maybe a primal urge to submit to something you don't understand. Maybe you just felt like a mother, strange, yes but he brought out motherly instincts sometimes. Although, most days you felt insane, but his crazy matched your own.

Suddenly, your skirt and panties were gone and his hand was gathering the slick from between your legs.

"Kri!"

"That's it, only my name should be circling in that beautiful little head of yours..." He whispered into your ear, as talkative as ever. Your thighs trembled as his hand picked up the pace, one of his hands circling your clit, the other thrusting two fingers inside of you. The louder your screams got, the more apparent it was that you were close, so Kankri stopped. Pulling his hands away. He knew that if you climaxed, there would be no sex unless he raped you. Now, Kankri may have been psychotic but he wasn't heartless. He knew that you would become incredibly tight, so much so it would hurt you to have even a finger inside you, this he learned from experience. He could play your body like a fiddle and you both knew it, but all that knowledge couldn't stop an unsatisfied groan from resounding out within the room.

"Shhh." He said, pressing a dirtied finger to his lips. He sniffed in, and licked his fingers clean. You whimpered at the sight, fiddling with his jeans. You found it hard to see the zipper with the haze of lust clouding your mind. Kankri didn't like to watch you struggle so he pushed you hands aside. Flushing a little, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down along with his underwear. Instantly, like magnets, you hand and his bulge met. His hips shuddered at the first touch and your hand was covered in a fine sheet of genetic fluid. He untangled your hand and his bulge, regrettably though as his bulge throbbed without your contact. He pulled you up further onto the bed and then he was inside you. You don't know at what branch in time it happened but he was inside of you, stretching you to completion. It had been a couple of weeks since this had last happened and you had been afraid that you had forgotten what it felt like to have him thrashing around inside of you, his head buried into your chest, lightly sucking on one of your breasts. For months he had refrained from much physical contact, but once he had a sense of your kisses any and all constraint collapsed and he became a snuggle bug which soon turned into him fucking you into a mattress. In the five years you've been together, he had broken three beds, having only been physical for two of those years it was a bit of a shock. 

His hips began to gyrate against yours and all clear thought was chucked out of the window. You hands clung to his back, his hips, his shoulder blades, anything they could! Just to keep you grounded in this moment. Your fingernails sought to embed themselves within his grey skin. He knew how to get you into the moment, lots of hip-rolling and an inconsistent pace to keep you increasingly interested. His hips slammed into yours just right and you were sure no-one else could make you feel this way, oh how far he had come. 

Speaking of which, you were both incredibly close, each thrust bringing you one step closer to your special euphoria, the one slice of heaven reserved for just the two of you. You cried out his name multiple times. Kankri's brow was furrowed with concentration, moans and grunts escaping him quickly. Just a few more snaps of his hips and you were a goner, lost to the throes of passion, and you would never regret loving Kankri. 

"Kankri!" You yell, fingernails raking down his back. With an unexpectedly powerful thrust that sent you sprawling even further up the bed, Kankri hit his peak, the added pain of your nails causing him to lose that last bit of distance from the edge. 

"________! Jegus!" You almost choked, feeling this close to bursting couldn't be good for your health, but it still felt marvellous all the same. You embraced each other, both of you quivering from the aftershocks.

"T-there. You see, Kri? No-one could ever make me feel as good as you do..."

"Yeah, yeah. I love you." He chokes out and you wheeze.

"I love you too, Kri." You really do mean it.