I Will Create a Good Ending for the Yandere Villainess

Lillian stared at her blankly, her mouth opening slightly into a gape. Did this woman just claim ownership of her?

She quickly placed her hand over Marionette's, keeping it from moving.

"H-hold on! I know I said I'm yours and all but—!" She was then silenced as a finger was placed over her lips.

Marionette stared at her warmly, replacing the finger on Lillian's lips with her thumb.

She dragged her thumb across Lillian's smooth and soft lips in an intimate manner.

"But what?" Her smile grew, "Like you said, you are mine. Naturally, this is normal... Right?"

Her hand, placed on Lillian's lap, which was held down, made a squeezing gesture.

She slowly groped Lillian's right thigh. "And it isn't like you are against this... Right?"

She moved her hand from Lillian's lips to her left cheek, cupping it.

Lillian stared at the bold Marionette with a shaken expression. Wasn't she being a bit too forward?!

She unconsciously tried to lean back but was inevitably prevented. Marionette clutched the side of her face harder.

She then furrowed her brows a bit, "Why lean away?" Marionette asked, tilting her head slightly to one side.

She then tilted it back up before leaning in. The tips of their noses pressed against each other.

"If you are uncomfortable Lillian..." Her hand, groping Lillian's thigh, became dark and phased through the hand holding it down.

It then moved to Lillian's stomach, patting it before slowly dragging itself up.

As it was doing this, Marionette gripped Lillian's chin and turned her face a bit to the side. She then leaned in and whispered into her ear:

"All you have to do is say that I'm making you uncomfortable. And then I'll stop."

After saying this, she waited for a response. None came. Lillian had become silent.

She moved away from her ear and got a better look at the girl's face.

Lillian's eyes swirled in a flustered confusion. Her face was entirely red. Her mouth opened and closed repeatedly as she tried to respond.

"W-w-wha—eh...?"

Marionette's gaze softened. Her smile grew bigger at Lillian's adorable flusteredness.

Her right hand, which was moving across Lillian's stomach, stopped just beneath her chest. It twitched in hesitation.

Instead of moving any further up, it slipped under Lillian's armpit and placed itself onto her back.

Marionette then leaned in, lowering Lillian onto the ground before getting on top of her again.

Her eyes lingered on Lillian's chest for a few seconds before moving back to her face.

Lillian seemed to have noticed her back on the ground now. But nonetheless, she was still shy, especially about what Marionette had just said to her.

"Well?" Marionette tilted her head, her hair draping to one side over her shoulder. "Do you feel any dis—..." She moved her hands to Lillian's waist, "—Comfort?"

Lillian jolted a bit, feeling Marionette press her fingers into her sides. She then stiffened up once she felt something in between her legs.

She glanced down, staring at the Assassin's knee, which inched closer to her crotch.

Her lips stretched into a thin line and then a shaky smile. Her fingers fidgeted and pinched the fabric floor of the tent. She turned her face away from Marionette's piercing gaze. Her eyes darted around rapidly as she thought up what to say.

'Alright. You got a beautiful woman riding your waist. You can get out of this without short-circuiting, right, Lillian?'

She then turned her eyes back to the black-haired woman and said in an overly "confident" voice:

"Well~! Who's to say, really?" She shrugged, "Personally, I find having a beautiful person like yourself straddling my waist to be quite comforting to the eyes no matter what situation." She gave Marionette a wink before snickering.

The woman then gave a small hum of acknowledgement, "Is that so?" She smirked, "Then I'll have you know I'm quite comfortable, as well."

Lillian smirked back, "Calling me beautiful, eh~? Who knew, Marionette, the heir of the Roselle Family, could have gotten so bold with little ol' me." She chuckled.

She then noticed an evident frown on the Assassin's face.

Marionette then said:

"I'd rather you not refer to me as that, Lillian."

Lillian furrowed her brows in confusion before raising one of them, "Huh? What do you mean—?"

"Call me Mari, Lilly..."

Lillian briefly widened her eyes at the name she was given before narrowing them with a teasing glint.

"Eh~? Giving me a pet name as well now are you, Mari~?" She cooed, "So? Do you see me as your pet now?"

Marionette's frown disappeared. Her expression became blank. She leaned back, adopting a pondering look. She then smirked before speaking in a casual tone:

"Who knows..." An unnoticeable light passed through her eyes, "If keeping you as my pet is needed to keep you mine, then I find it obvious I do."

She then watched as Lillian raised a hand to her collar, gripping it, before pulling her in.

Her body fell forward, their faces mere inches apart. But that was enough for what came next.

"Ohoho~..." Lillian gave a competitive chuckle, "Is that right? Seeing me as your pet now are you?"

Marionette's smug smirk morphed into a possessive smile as she placed her right hand on the floor beside Lillian's head.

She then said stoically:

"Naturally." Before clutching the hand gripping her collar.

The two then stayed in this pose.

Lillian's lantern, the Depressing Warmth, she had placed at the corner of the entrance, seemed to shy away at their intimate closeness. But its flame still gave the inside of the tent a romantic light.

The two continued to stare into each other's eyes, their breath brushing against one another.

Lillian then spoke up:

"Sounds like a challenge in a way~..."

Marionette blinked at her words, amused, "Could be... But for that to be a challenge, you got to see me as a pet too, Lilly~..." She emphasised.

Lillian snorted. She wasn't one to shy away from a challenge.

Well...

Lillian moved her hand, which was clutching the collar, towards Marionette's chin.

"That so~?" She rubbed the bottom of it with her thumb before tightly holding it. She then grinned broadly. She isn't one to shy away from challenges... except ones she knew she would most likely lose. But this?

Lillian lifted her head and leaned her forehead against Marionette's. She then said in a low and unintentionally seductive tone:

"Let's see who would become a better owner than shall we?" Lillian stated before moving to Marionette's ear and added, "My. Little. Pet~..."