TW: !NON-CON!

Readers will (might) hate Kenma (or Y/n) in this Chapter (please refrain from commenting too much profanities)

You felt extremely feverish, the feeling was familiar, you have felt like this before. But the feeling now is ten times worse than before, you can hardly think and your body feels like it's burning.

"K-Kenma..."

"It's alright, I'll take care of it soon."

Kenma lowered you down on the bed and took your top off, leaving you with your bra as he looked down on your body, sweat dripping down your chest. The absence of the fabric on your upper body made you shiver but the burning feeling didn't subside at all.

"No..." you muttered. "W-Wait...I don't w-want...this"

"Really?" Kenma asked and you nodded weakly. You still felt lightheaded and any moment now you knew you'll be losing to your carnal desire.

"Kenma... I really...d-don't want this."

But the feeling inside you slowly becomes more and more unbearable. You can feel the wet sticky sensation between your thighs and you closed your legs together. The feeling was utterly unbearable that you heard yourself whimpering.

Kenma leaned closer, pulling your skirt down.

"N-no..." your voice sounded so weak.

"No?" Kenma asked. "It's funny how the things you say are so different from what your body is saying."

You felt his fingers on the fabric of your undergarment, sliding it down and you slightly arched your back at the sudden contact. You can feel the tingling sensation in your lower abdomen and you bit back a moan when Kenma started stroking your heat.

"You're saying you don't want this but you're already this wet."

You shook your head no but instead of words that came out of your lips, what came out was the sound of your moans when Kenma slipped his finger in. He slid another finger and you arched your back again, the feeling of something being pushed inside you, your walls clenching around his fingers.

"See? You're so wet my fingers slipped in easily," he said, moving his fingers in a come hither motion inside you as you whimper and moan.

Each movement sent an indescribable amount of pleasure through your body. It felt like electricity and you were being shocked every time his fingers moved. You found yourself gripping the bed sheet, your hips started to move, buckling up and your toes started to curl.

Your heart rate started to race and you knew you were so close into release. Just a few more stroke, a few more seconds, and you closed your eyes as you arched your back.

But then Kenma stopped and he pulled out his fingers as you opened your eyes slightly.

"W-Why'd...you stop?"

"I thought you don't want this, kiska?"

No—

Yes, you don't.

But also, no. You want this more than anything, you felt like you were going mad just at the fact that Kenma stopped before you can reach the heights of pleasure. And that irritated you more than anything, so much that you thought you can go crazy.

"No..." you said, pulling Kenma closer. "I—I want this...m-more."

"And what do good girls say if they want something?"

You looked at Kenma, eyes half-lidded and you're breathing a little heavier, body burning hot.

"P-Please, Kenma. Please give me...more."

"Then just say so, kiska."

You felt his fingers slipping back in and you closed your eyes again. The touch enough to send you back over the edge. You arched your back again, pulling him closer to you when you felt the familiar sensation of something being released and your walls constricted.

"That's faster than I though."

You heard Kenma said and you opened your heavy eyelids to see him licking his fingers. When he saw you were looking, Kenma smirked before he put his two fingers inside his mouth as he wrapped his tongue around and gulped down your excess before he pulled his fingers out.

"Does that look familiar?" he asked.

"Y-yeah...I think..." you muttered.

"I was the one who taught you how to suck me off." He was on top of you now, propping his arm on the side and his other hand found its way to your lower lip, parting your lips. "I taught you how to wrap your tongue around the shaft, in a circular and deliberate motion. But I don't think you can do that right now."

You don't think so either, although there's a part of you that wanted a taste of him. You felt too lightheaded, the drug that's spreading throughout your system.

"So tonight, you will only receive. Let me do all the work, kiska."

Even though the drug is clouding your rationality from earlier, you can at least still think straight, even for a bit. And a small part of you don't like this, even though a big part of you is screaming to have Kenma do you right then and there just to get rid of the unbearable and uncomfortable feeling. You still managed to let that small part out.

"No...I don't want this!" you said as if you went back to your senses for a while, saying it a little louder now as you tried to push Kenma off of you. You were about to get off the bed when Kenma pulled you back and you fell on the bed again.

"You're making this harder again..." Kenma trailed off before he leaned closer. "Y/n,"

It was the first time he called your name. Come to think of it, he rarely ever calls you by your name when you two are doing it.

It was always kiska, his little kitten.

But now that he called you by your name, somehow it feels different. More like a threat than anything. You felt lightheaded again, this time you knew, there's no way you'll ever get back to your senses, at least until the drug wears off.

"K-Kenma..." you said, pulling him closer again. "More...please?"

Kenma chuckled lowly before you suddenly felt your wrist being tied on the headboard.

"W-Wait...why are you...tying my..."

You can't resist much, in fact you didn't even get to resist as Kenma tied your hands. Then he went to put a blindfold on you.

"Kenma!"

"Shh, it's alright," he said and you felt him got off the bed to get something.

He came back after a few moment and you felt something close to your heat as you unconsciously moved back. You can't see what it was.

"W-What's that?"

"It's exciting isn't it?" he asked instead of answering. "Your hands are tied, and you can't see anything. You don't know what I'm about to do next."

Whatever he was about to do next made your heart rate beat faster, both from fear of the unknown and the excitement it brought along with it.

"Come to think of it," Kenma said and you felt him leaning closer on you. "I blindfolded you the first time we did it, right? Oh but this will be a lot more exciting with this."

"With wha—"

Kenma proceeded to put lube on it before you felt the thing being shoved inside as you started to thrash.

"W-What is that, Kenma?"

"The Company sent this to me before as a gift. They're just a bunch of useless toys and I've never actually used them."

You felt really good but at the same time you felt odd. It felt as strange as it is good.

"Oh and this one inside you?" he asked, lifting the controller up. "It's called a love egg."

"A l-love eg..." you couldn't even finish your sentence when you felt the pleasure building up again from that thing that's being pushed inside your walls. "No! T-Take it out, Kenma..."

You tried to squirm but to no avail, he already had it in.

"No...p-please...it feels weird."

"Oh? But I haven't done anything yet," he said. "I just inserted it in. I haven't even turned it on."

"T-Turn it...on?"

Because you're blindfolded you didn't see Kenma pressing on the device connected to what's inside your walls until you suddenly felt a sudden vibration in your lower abdomen, making you yelped, you tried to free your hands on instinct but they're tied tightly.

"K-Kenma..." you muttered, feeling the immense sensation of endorphins pumping into your system.

"Feels good, huh?" he asked and instead of shaking your head no, you found yourself nodding.

"Y-Yes...it felt really...good!"

Because it really felt good, the electrifying pleasure that shots through your body, you felt something building up inside you again.

"Now, I wonder how good it'll feel if I do this."

"Do wha—"

Before you can finish what you're saying, you felt Kenma's length in and you arched your back, the feeling of something being pushed inside you and the device felt really overwhelming.

"W-Wait...just a s-second..." you muttered, tugging on the cloth around your wrists as Kenma started to thrust.

He moved even before you can adjust yourself. "M-Make it...stop. K-Kenma...please!"

The pleasure was too much to handle, before you knew it you were riding high on endorphins. That something building up inside you earlier felt tenfold and you felt like you were about to burst. Kenma held your legs up as he moved deeper within your walls and you felt like you were about to be tear in half.

You wanted him to stop but at the same time you also wanted him to continue. It was such contradicting thoughts and you don't know which one will be more dominant as Kenma continued.

"K-Kenma..." you said when you felt like you were about to go over the edge. You wanted to hold on to him, pull him closer but your hands are tied and you can't see anything. You felt it building up, the tension, the pleasure and everything all at once before it was release.

You felt exhausted now, panting a little heavily and yet...

"M-More..."

You found yourself saying that word.

"Give me...more."

Your thoughts were screaming for Kenma to stop. But your body is saying otherwise. Your body wants more of him, it craves so much more than this.

"Look at you," Kenma said, holding your chin. "You look like a cat in heat. So desperate for sex."

"Kenma..."

"If you want more, I'll give you more."

Kenma leaned closer, his body emitting heat, his face equally flushed as yours.

"You're mine, kiska," he said, his thumb brushing on your bottom lip. "Do you know what cats in heat do all the time?"

"P-Purr..." you said.

"Yes, they purr."

You felt his lips brushing on yours. "Now, I want...to hear you moan."

His lips sealed yours, kissing you so greedily. He didn't hold himself back, and you were in a state where everything was just pleasurable. Your senses were thrown in disarray, your body only craves sensual pleasure. And Kenma is giving you that. It was an utter sense of euphoria of a different kind and it continued for hours.

Your head started to pound, your eyelids heavy and your heart rate continued to race. You still felt hot, feverish even, your body covered in sweat and juices and excess. The room smelled like perfume mixed with sex.

And you knew the drug is slowly wearing off.

"You're mine," Kenma repeated. "I'll never let you go."

"Kenma," you managed to croak. "C-Can you...untie me now?"

Kenma looked at you, your face flushed and you were breathing heavily. When he touched your face, it was so hot like it was burning. Kenma untied your wrist quickly and took your blindfold before he looked back at you.

"Y/n," he said when you blinked and closed your tired eyelids.

"My body...feels numb."

But in contrast to that, you felt your heart hurts. 

"Why?" you asked. "Why did you have to do this, Kenma?"

"Because I hate it," he said, brushing your hair from your face. "I hate it when guys look at you, talk to you and touch you."

It was that again, the same things he said over and over again. You've had enough of it by now.

"I...I'm not...going anywhere."

"Of course," Kenma said. "It's not like I'm going to let you go anywhere."

After that, you felt Kenma moved. He left for a few minutes and you were about to fall into a dreamless slumber.

But you felt Kenma wrapping a blanket around you before he picked you up and carried you to the bathroom where he already filled the tub with lukewarm water.

At that point you were so tired to even move a muscle so you just let Kenma washed you up. You curled in a ball as you hugged your knees, you don't want to think about anything, you just want to fall asleep and forget everything for a while.

So many things happened in a span of a few hours and aside from being physically exhausted, you were tired mentally.

"I'm sorry."

Suddenly those two words that Kenma uttered managed to make you feel a little better, one more time and you would have given in.

"I'm sorry," he repeated. "I will not do this again."

You felt his hand on your face, brushing away the tear that slid down your cheeks.

"I will not do this again," he said and you thought it was just simply that. But then Kenma continued. "If you promise to stay by my side forever."

"I promise..."

It turned out, that too, was never meant to be just an apology. Come to think of it, every time he sees you with someone, he said he doesn't like it. He would ask you to do it with him and you always give in to his whims.

You have never given it much thought before, but somehow, that may have been a way for Kenma to show that you are his. A mate-guarding behavior, so to speak. But tonight, you thought, he may have gone a bit too much just for his whims.

NOTE: Kenma had been displaying sexual jealousy from the previous Chapters that resulted to a mate-guarding behavior (although rather forceful) (I studied minor psychology from Social Science back in high school and I did some minor research and read some articles).

https://www.sciencedirect.com/topics/psychology/mate-guarding
(here is the overview of an article discussing that behavior) 

Nonetheless, this type of behavior as well as using any aphrodisiac or any sexual enhancing drug to get someone's consent is a big NO-NO. This Chapter is not condoning such action.

And speaking of Psychology, if you want to read an Eren x Reader (who is a Psychologist) do check out Russian Roulette in my profile (if you haven't already)