Yandere Senpai Simulator Novels & Stories

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Akira said softly, “Of course. It’s a thing in the Yaoi world. Threesomes are the best. Three best friends living together as lovers. Can you imagine how wonderful that would be? I mean, every day would be like heaven.” “And the two seme?” Jane asked. “Yes, Jane, very good. The two hunks are semes. They’re the tops, the chasers.” Jane said softly, “Two hunky semes chasing after the uke, who is so cute.” Akira said, “Yes. He is cute, isn’t he? The artist is very good. I like that he’s an airhead and his expression is just so adorable. I mean, he’s only nineteen, but man…”

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Persephone scoffed, tossing her long blonde hair over her shoulder. “So many levels of feisty in the Fayte bloodline. I can’t wait for little siblings that get the blending of D’Amore and Fayte.” André deviously tapped the tips of his fingers together like that American cartoon character Mister Burns. It’s comical and terrifying at the same time. “Alright, I think that subject can be tabled. We were discussing Tiberius and the search for his mate. Did you honestly wish to see if the boy is your mate, André?” Papa called everyone back to order.

I smile and walk around my desk and offer her my hand. "Miss Jones, it is a pleasure", I say, and she takes my hand on hers, and she automatically puts it away after we touch for just one second. It doesn't feel long enough. What am I thinking? This is the woman that broke my heart into a thousand pieces. She raises her head and looks up into my eyes, saying ht pleasure is hers. I walk, guiding her to the table at the end of the office. I rest my hand on her lower back while she sways her hips walking. I pull her chair and then take my place in front of her. I rest back on my chair, locking my fingers with each other, and I look at her. Her eyes look the same, and she looks exactly the same.