Mystic Messenger x Reader

Precious Doll [Unknown x Reader]

Unknown, Ray, And Saeran Get Different titles because reasons. Probs OOC And super weird. Sorry.

You sat all nice and pretty, just like he had you sit. You held a small stuffed kitten in your arms and wore the cute dress he graced onto your body. You smiled and kept smiling, legs hanging down from the counter. You kept still, maintaining your kawaii factor as he inspected you with those mint green eyes of his. You could practically feel his eyes all over you like greedy hands exploring your crevices.

"Yes, cute. Good."

He muttered under his breath in that sexy voice of his. You then felt his fingertips under your chin. Those cold, almost clammy fingertips of his, lifting your face so his mint green eyes poured in your brightly hued eyes of their respective color. You kept the lifeless smile, almost like a doll. You watched him lick his lips slowly, eyes gazing you up and down one last time. Once his irises met back with your own, he opened his mouth to speak clearly.

"You've done well, precious doll. Now, it's time for your reward~"

He chuckled and brought his face closer to yours. You have learned not to be greedy, or else you would receive punishment. You close your eyes and wait for the simple contact of lips you get every morning when you dress good for Master. Your beloved master Saeran. His lips meet yours for a swift moment before he pulls back. You open your eyes and feel his hand clamp around your wrist, picking you up off the counter and back onto your two precious feet.

"There you go, sweetheart. Now, it's time for work."

💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤

You decide to try and be a little bit bolder. You were in the room you we're so thankful to receive from Saeran and the mint eye and start applying makeup. Normally, Saeran orders you to wear makeup on days he plans to use you as more of a toy, rather than a doll. But you decide you wanted to wear it today, just to make the Master happy.

You didn't mind being nothing more than a belonging. In fsctm you embraced it. You we're the prized possession of Saeran, the best man in the mint eye. You don't mind that he barely has time for you, with work and all. You don't mind his constant yelling and emotional breakdowns. In fact you love them. You love him. You love belonging to the master. He loves you, And what could you possibly want more than that? This is so much better than what life used to be for you.

As you finish applying the red lipstick and the pink highlights in your hair (which you stole from his little makeup drawer in hopes of returning before he noticed) the door opens and none other than your master is standing in the doorway with a foabbergasted expression and the mint colored elixir in his hands. Oh? Was it time for your dose already? You completely forgotten. You smile at him, clasping your hands in front of your body and smiling at the master cutely. That's the whole point of your existance, right? To please Master Saeran?

"Ah~ Master! You're here!"

You walk up to him but he holds up his hand. He meets you where you stopped and placed the elixir on the dresser surface. His hands went tonyour waist and that almost primal look in his eyes returned, the same looks he has when he decides you're his toy for the day. He licks his lips, gaze focused on yours. He then speaks with the savvy voice he owns, the one you beg to hear as a toy rather than a doll. Why do you prefer being a toy than a doll?

"My my, stealing my highlighter And wearing lipstick without my permission? It looks like this precious doll needs a punishment~"

You smiled as his face drew nearer. In the end, you both got exactly what you wanted.

🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜🖤💜

You lay in the bed with Master Saeran next to you. The covers are over your naked body, which aches from the rather sadistic punishment of you. Maybe the highlights were a bit excessive. You doubt you'd be able to dress again Until morning. You're lipstick was smudged, you had bruises and bites all over your body, and your hair was frizzy. None of the less... it didn't matter. Sure, you were his precious dol

But you'd much rather be his sex toy

Wow that had a dark plot, and a masochistic protagonist. See kids, this is what we call a toxic relationship. No matter how hot it may seem in fanfiction and anime.

Oh, and this was 739 Words or so. Terrible, I know. Sorry.

~Eva