rating: 18+. mdni.
content: stalking, noncon, stalker!eunseok x reader
eunseok had been infatuated with you for months. it was all somewhat innocent at first, a little crush on another pretty girl he served daily. never coffee, never tea, but a simple cup of hot chocolate. eunseok thought it was strange for someone like you to get such a drink, but he made it happily. he remembered a satisfied grin overtaking his usually stoic features when you blew against the lid one time, scalding your tongue as you eagerly sipped. you repeated this routine, making eunseok more intrigued by the day with every cute quirk and sweet word.
he couldn’t get enough, leading him to watch you from the opposite side of campus, hood pulled over his head like he was doing something wrong. but he wasn’t. he wasn’t harassing you, he wasn’t invading your space, or disrupting your routines you seemed to adhere to. eunseok wouldn’t dare mess with that. he saw the way a single second off schedule worried your pretty little head.
eunseok had quickly began adamantly watching your social media after asking for your name and scribbling it down against the side of your cup, loving the way his fingers twirled around each letter like he was meant to spell it. he lurked on your frequent posts and nonsensical tweets. updates on your day, your every thought, your location, making it so easy for eunseok to learn everything about you. he watched you closely, thinking that he knew it all until he saw an unfamiliar username splayed across your phone screen beside the button labeled “edit profile”. it made eunseok furrow he’s brows in intrigue, making note of the pseudonym as he handed you your steaming cup of hot chocolate.
eunseok couldn’t have been more shocked by what he found. a hidden account displaying your most desired taboo kinks, and a pretty picture of your plush lips wrapped around a cherry-flavored lollipop. eunseok scrolled eagerly through your countless pleading twitter posts on your hidden account you swore no one would ever find.
so, eunseok didn’t understand why you were crying, struggling against his hands and kicking your feet as you babbled unintelligible strained words from your quivering lips. this is what you wanted. you wrote of how deeply you desired this very moment. a strange masked man forcing his way into your home after weeks of taunting, and scaring you and making you feel vulnerable and defenseless. the same man forcing himself onto you, taking what he pleases and nothing less while you were pinned down and made to take it.
eunseok was simply making it come true. it helped that he found himself enjoying the process more than he thought. he just loved to watch you, observe you. he began to crave every hitched breath and shifty glance behind you as you hurried home, nighttime coming early as the seasons changed. he liked the worried texts to your friends and the useless self defense moves you practiced in your living room.
you stopped using the account, the begs for someone to become so obsessed with you that they would go to great lengths to have you coming to an end with the snap of a finger. perhaps you thought eunseok was enough, too. you didn’t need anyone else.
eunseok was making it clear tonight, showing you that he would oblige to all your wants and needs. eunseok had broken in, knocking your cute knickknacks off your shelves to scare you, calling out your name and menacing phrases to taunt you, taking heavy, slow steps through the hallway towards your bedroom with a mask covering his face. even eunseok knew he looked a little crazed, but he couldn’t help it. he was finally taking you.
you played such a pretty victim, too. a perfect little thing that was so easy to catch. of course you would be, you were begging for it. eunseok found it so fun to rip off your clothes after he pounced, taking in the sight of your bare skin and the look of pure terror on your face. he hoped you were enjoying it as much as he was.
though, by the look of it, it didn’t seem like you were. or maybe you were just that good of an actress. but eunseok found he couldn’t care less when he felt your scorching heat against his cock, your slick folds and winking hole screaming for him to use you relentlessly. you begged and begged and it was music to his ears.
he only wished he could pull his mask from his face and plant his lips against yours. but he wouldn’t, because that isn’t what you wanted. you pleaded for an impersonal, and brutal encounter and that is what eunseok was going to give you.
and if you really didn’t want it, perhaps you should’ve been more careful on the internet.
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