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Congrats on 350 followers!! Can I rq for a smut one shot of bratty leona x soft dom male reader? with the prompts of “you didn’t think i’d just let you get away with all this teasing, right? “you’re lucky that you’re cute.”

𖥻 characters... leona kingscholar x m!reader

𖥻 genre... nsfw oneshot

𖥻 warnings... nsfw!! minors, ageless blogs and fem aligned will be blocked, amab third year savanaclaw!reader, soft dom!reader, bratty!leona, established relationship, reader is kinda thirsty BAHAHA, just ... pure teasing, dirty talking, very light primal play LMFAO [never in my life did i think it'd come to this], pet names such as 'your highness', 'my grace', 'my prince', hair pulling, praising, degradation, not public but mentions others can hear them, oral [giving, it's not long], handjob [I FINALLY REMEMBERED THAT THIS A WORD THAT EXISTS], scratching, edging lol

𖥻 a.n... LETS GO SOFT DOM MY SPECIALTY!!!! idc what anyone says!!!! soft dom is top tier!!!!! n thank u for participating in the event hon! this req is :chefs kiss: i luv domming those who would usually be dom HAH ALSO FOR THE SAKE OF THIS ONESHOT LETS SAY UR A THIRD YEAR N NOT A FIRST YEAR OKAY 😭

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in the midst of your fourth period, you could feel something fluffy lightly graze your leg. you paid it no mind, you already knew who the culprit was. you turned your head to stare at the student in the neighbouring seat. the second prince of sunset savanna, leona kingscholar, your boyfriend, wasn’t looking at you, rather his gaze was focused on trein who was droning on about something you could hardly recall. though, by the way the end of his lip quirked up into his usual lazy smirk, you knew that his actions were purposeful.

the tail sat unmoving wrapped around your calf, bushy end flicking every now and then, so you turned your attention back to the professor. all was fine... for a total of five minutes.

you felt his tail slowly creep up your leg, finding home resting on your thigh. you sent leona a warning glare, bouncing your leg in an attempt to throw off the tail to no avail. you could hear a faint chuckle from him, which he quickly covered up with a cough. you saw the way lucius perked his head up and looked over at the two of you, and your gaze immediately snapped down to your notebook.

you brought your right hand down to your thigh, inconspicuously attempting to push his tail off of you. it didn't help, if anything, the action made it worse as the third year wrapped around your meaty flesh instead. you exhaled through your nose, rolling your eyes in defeat, and continued to listen to the boring lecture.

well... as long as he wasn't doing anything too distracting you suppose it wouldn't hurt to let him do so as he pleased, you thought to yourself as you took down notes.

some time had passed since he made a move, and you had believed that would've been the end to his teasing. oh, how naive.

there were only ten minutes left until the bell would ring when you felt the weight wrapped around your thigh shift. your eyes snapped to leona's side profile in panicked confusion. you noticed the smirk from earlier had grown wider, the ears that sat atop of his head flicked when your gaze shifted to them.

his tail grazed your inner thigh, slowly climbing up closer to your crotch. you bit your bottom lip in an attempt to stifle the sounds of confusion from slipping past your lips. with the way his actions grew bolder, you could tell how prideful the prince was feeling.

luckily for you, the bell rang before things could progress further. you immediately stood up, the tail that had made home on your lap slid off your thigh. without uttering a word, you quietly packed your things and got ready to leave. you turned to your boyfriend who was conveniently already looking at you, an amused glint evident in his eyes.

"you're lucky you're cute." you huffed out before hurriedly shuffling away, leaving before he got the chance to respond, though you could hear his laugh from behind you.

you were able to avoid him for the last two lessons, using the time to think of ways to get back at your boyfriend. you had a few ideas in mind as to how to keep the sly lion in place.

you thanked your lucky stars upon remembering that leona had spelldrive practice today, giving you more time to organise your thoughts and prepare. your pace quickened when you remembered that leona's room had the perfect view of the stadium, elated at the thought of conjuring up a suitable punishment for your little lion.

you cheerfully greeted your fellow dorm mates while making your way to leona's room. stopping by for a few seconds to engage in mindless small talk to maintain your appearance before taking the first chance you got to run off to your boyfriend's room.

you carelessly threw your things on his floor, uncaring to where they ended up, and plopped yourself face first onto his lavish bed. you sighed in contempt, exhausted after a long day of school and your boyfriend's constant teasing on top of it.

you laid in silence for a few minutes, soaking up the comfiness that his bed offered. you were nearly lulled to sleep until you heard groans coming from the direction of the field and were reminded of why you were in the dorm leader's room in the first place.

despite feeling like you were being weighed down, you forced yourself to get up and trudge towards the large windows across the room. you leaned against the pillar, your eyes zeroing on leona who was laying down on one of the lower benches, ruggie beside him to offer some shade against the the blazing heat.

you shook your head, sigh morphing into a chuckle at the predictiveness of the captain. he always skipped warmup, only there to participate in the practice games.

only after the other members of the team finished running laps around the stadium did he get up, tying his hair up in a low ponytail that always managed to leave you awestruck at his beauty. even from afar you could see the sweat that glistened on his skin, the hot temperatures of sunset savanna living up to its reputation.

three rounds later and everyone on the court had decided to rid themselves of their shirts, leona included. you found yourself perking up with a newfound energy after seeing your shirtless boyfriend, moving from where you had made yourself comfortable resting against the stone pillar to lean on the wooden railings of the balcony. you wolf whistled to under your breath, feasting your eyes to the sight of his taut muscles.

practice didn't end until the sun had set, yet despite being out in the blistering heat for hours, they still seemed energetic. save for one lion prince, of course. he was the first one to leave the stadium, sauntering down the stairs without even a single glance behind him.

with uncouth movements, you clumsily got yourself off the ground, dusting off the dirt that clung onto your shorts. you headed inside his room, having the courtesy as to close the shutters and turn on the lights.

belatedly realising you were still in your school uniform, you shuffled towards one of the random shirts leona had laying around and brought it close to your face. if it didn't omit a scent pungent enough to take out half the dorm, then it was good enough to wear.

dressed in only his baggy shirt and your boxers, you sat idly on the edge of his bed, waiting for your lion prince to walk through the door.

leona barely flinched when his eyes landed on the intruder making himself home on his bed, "hah?" he loudly sneered from the doorway, shutting the door behind him and crossing his arms over his chest.

he stood intimidatingly in front of his door, drenched shirt thrown over his shoulder, a sheen layer of sweat blanketing his skin. "why are you wearing my shirt?" he grunted out, eyebrows raised as he eyed you up and down.

you smiled at him, though you couldn't tear your eyes away from his muscular arms to his firm pecs and the droplet of sweat that rolled down in between his tits. the lion cleared his throat and your eyes immediately snapped to his.

you unabashedly grinned up at him despite the way his lips curled up to bare his sharp teeth at you, "welcome back! you worked hard... evidently." you whispered the end of your sentence in a playful manner, well aware he could hear. you quietly muttered a 'thanks for the meal' under your breath which he chose to ignore, throwing his shirt into a basket behind him and using the nearest towel laying around to wipe off the sweat.

the prince did his best to avoid you, looking everywhere but you. he walked around the room, picking up shirts that were strewn everywhere to give them a sniff, tossing the ones that were long overdue for a wash into the basket that sat in his corner. he soon found a black tank top that he deemed was clean enough to wear.

you began to feel lonely from the lack of attention and decided that just wouldn't do.

with his back turned towards you, you wrapped your arms around his abdomen, yet the lion prince unresponsive, though his tail almost instinctively, wrapped itself around your waist. you huffed, nuzzling your face into the muscle of his back. your breath fanned over the expanse of skin, goosebumps rising at your warm breath compared to the cool night air.

he didn't say anything, but you could feel his quickening heartbeat and hear the pants that grew harsher when you kissed the base of his neck. your hands glided over his abs, feeling up the smooth and firm muscles. his muscles tensed under your wandering fingers, goosebumps arising underneath your teasing touch.

"what are you doing?" he grumbled through gritted teeth, probably in an attempt to sound menacing but with one peek over his shoulder, you could see his growing erection.

you hummed, "i don't know, what does it look like i'm doing?" your nails lightly scratched his skin, not deep enough to leave welts but enough to send a shiver down his spine. you grinned against his back, trailing kisses from the divet of his shoulder blades to the juncture where his neck with his collarbones. while doing so, one of your hands drifted lower, ghosting over his hard length.

a sharp inhale came from leona when you palmed him through his shorts, his knees nearly buckling underneath him. you quickly changed positions, turning him around and pinning him to the nearest stonewall before he could even process what was happening.

he looked at you with hooded eyes, the hushed pants that fell from his lips made his chest rise and fall rapidly. his hair tie, that had kept his hair up for the past few hours, slipped off from the movement, his brown hair cascaded down his shoulders. you took a moment to give him a once over, noticing the sweat that coated his skin had begun to cool off, leaving his skin sticky.

your eyes drifted down to his lower half, his cock, which was merely half hard earlier due to the rush of training or your actions you couldn't determine, was now fully hard. if you were to pull down his shorts, there was no doubt his length would stand proudly against his stomach.

leona let out a grunt, your eyes snapping back to his as a response. "what's this?" your free hand glided over to his erection, gently palming it through his shorts. his hips automatically bucked into your palm, though you were quick to pull away before he could get that satisfaction.

from the corner of your eye, you could see his tail flicking around, out of annoyance or anticipation you weren't too certain. he had a new glint in his eye, one you recognised for when he say you as his prey, his little play thing.

in the mess of his hair, you could just make out the flicking of his left ear and for a moment you realised that if he really wanted to take you down, he could do so easily.

and yet, here you were.

"you didn’t think i’d just let you get away with all that teasing, right?" you kept your voice light yet stern, "i let you get away with it for so long... what do you suppose i do about it, your highness?" you finished with a playful hilt in your voice, relishing in the way his tail swished from side to side at the honorific.

you felt it before you heard the deep rumble coming from his chest and you smiled, "oh, i'm sorry, did you not want to be called that, my prince?" you continued teasing, the hands trapped in your hold struggled to loosen your grip, yet you held on tightly.

you pulled the end of his top up to his lips, nudging his lips with the material, "bite down on it." your tone left no room for defiance and with little resistance, the dorm leader did as told.

guiding his legs to part, you tugged down his shorts, his boxers along with it. you cooed at his cock that sprang up immediately upon being released from its confinement. the action had leona sharply inhaling through his nose, his dick twitching from the cold air that hit his sensitive skin.

his cock was big, you'd even go as far as to say it was larger than average. it was a struggle to wrap your hand around it, but it was enough to garner a reaction from him. precum beaded on his tip even though you hadn't done anything.

while nestling yourself in between his legs, you sent him a warning look, "keep your hands to yourself or i stop everything." before wrapping your lips around his length.

"mmf!" leona's muffled cry came from above you, his hands hovering over your head before ultimately settling beside him, nails digging into his palm. you lowered yourself as far as you could, your hands wrapping around the end you couldn't reach.

you hollowed your cheeks and moved back up, sucking harshly around his tip. you kept your eyes trained on his face, observing the way his eyes had fallen shut and his eyebrows furrowing while you sucked him off.

his stomach strained, tightening his abs and making the muscles more prominent. it was clear he was restraining himself from bucking his hips up into your mouth so as a result his back arched further off the wall.

your tongue teased his slit, the precum tasting bitter on your tongue. his cock twitched a few times at your teasing and you came off his dick with a wet 'pop!'.

the prince groaned, all husky and deep, his eyes shooting open and looking at you with frustration. you had sensed he was close to cumming, which was exactly why you stopped your ministrations in the first place.

one hand immediately went to replace the loss of your mouth, pumping his cock at a steady pace. your other hand soothed over the strained muscles, his hands latching onto your arm. you wanted to swat them off, but one look at his teary eyes fizzled out that thought.

"s-stop groping, a-ah!" his raspy voice was muffled by the damp cloth caught between his teeth but you could make out whay he was saying. you chuckled but your hands didn't stop, instead they continued to glide over the expanse of skin which slowly turned into you raking your nails over the firm muscles.

you gave a single firm pump before falling back into your set pace and the black cloth fell from his lips. now only a portion of his chest was bare, though the lack of exposure was made up for with his husky whimpers and grunts.

"quiet now, you don't want the other students to hear you, do you?" realistically, you were aware that no one could hear, and if they did, they wouldn't pay any mind to it, but it was rewarding to see your boyfriend grit his teeth and squeeze his eyes shut while his hips bucked into the warmth of your hand.

"i wonder what they would think if they heard their dorm leader whining like this." you cooed, your hands alternating their pace despite the glare you received.

the lion gripped tightly onto you, his long, untrimmed nails clawing into your forearm. the sound of his hushed pants growing rougher, his head tipped back onto the stone wall as his back arched into your touch. his sharp fangs bit down hard on his bottom lip in an attempt to silence the grunts that threatened to spill over, though it proved futile when you teased his slit.

"you're doing so well, my grace." you hummed, precum dribbled from his head at the praise. you flicked your wrist at his sensitive head and kissed the corners of his lips at the groan he let out.

"you're so lewd, rutting desperately into my hand right after spelldrive practice." if looks could kill, you'd have perished long ago.

"to think, the scary, demanding captain of the spelldrive team is here, falling apart in his boyfriends arms... aren't you a naughty one?" leona growled at your words, though he cut himself off with a loud, needy whimper. his cock twitched at your words, despite the strong reaction at the degradation and you couldn't help but chuckle.

"it's a shame that this is a punishment, i love seeing the face you make when you cum... though i will admit i like seeing the face you make when i don't let you cum a teeny bit more."

the teary eyes that snapped to yours just made the urge to tease him stronger.

© 2022 TEARS0FSATAN. please don’t repost, modify or translate my works anywhere!

[tears0fsatan]

oh my golly bro congrats on 350 followers 🫣‼️ for the event hehe can i pretty please request m!reader catching belphie jerkin off and like uses this opportunity to fuck him back to sleep cuz like catching belphie half conscious is like once a full moon 🌝

𖥻 characters... belphegor x m!reader

𖥻 genre... nsfw oneshot

𖥻 warnings... nsfw!! minors, ageless blogs and fem aligned will be blocked, amab!reader, dom top!reader, brat!belphegor, established relationship, desperate demon [...maybe he's a lil ooc i don't know him well enough apologies in advance], dirty talking [a lot LMFAOOOO], semi somno??? not really?? idk, teasing, dry humping LMFAOOO, ... use of the pact against him LOLLLLL [might count as power play? it's not for long tho!], pet names!!! [baby, darling, my love etc etc], fingering [we aren't ruthless here babes], scratching [no mention of blood!!], despite these all warnings it's actually kinda soft 😭

𖥻 a.n... AAAA thank u for ur support anon!!!! n yes u lovely human ofc u can get this, gotta be one of the best reqs i've ever received fr ‼️ i hope this was to ur liking anon!! pls send more reqs the population appreciates ur idea amen 🙏 hope this one doesn't get taken down like my baizhu + pantalone fic :sob:

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within the house of lamentation, one demon laid awake in the dead of night. the house was quiet, as most of it's inhabitants were asleep, but the attic was occupied by a rather needy demon. albeit, he was hardly conscious, but he was awake enough to feel desperate to reach his high.

belphegor was getting tired, he had been trying to cum for way too long now, and all he wanted was to go back to sleep. even if he could just sleep it off, the raging hard on and the obscene thoughts prevented him from comfortably dozing off.

the avatar of sloth let out a loud whine, tears building up in his eyes out of pure desperation. the pillow he had been grinding into was nowhere near enough, nothing he was doing was enough, he needed you.

luckily for him, you were awake too. you were already on your way to his room, somehow finding yourself unable to sleep and knowing you would have some success if you were with your sleepy boyfriend.

as you neared the attic, you could faintly hear some... odd noises coming from the room. your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, quietly stalking up the stairs in hopes of getting a better idea of what the sound really was.

thanks to your bleary, sleep-deprived mind, it took you a while to recognise where the noise was originating from. you nearly choked on your own spit and your eyes widened at the realisation, your cock (who was already half hard from your little... daydream earlier that evening) twitched in your pajama pants.

once close enough, you were able to make out a whiny "please mc, i need you." and it was more than enough to wake you up.

as quietly as you could, you pushed the door open, silently leaning against the doorway to watch the demon squirm around on his bed. it felt as though your breath had been knocked out of you, he looked like a mess. you could only imagine how long he had been humping his cherished pillow to try and cum, whining and begging at empty space for you.

you were trying your damned hardest to not go over to him and ravish him, you wanted him to realise you were there, that you had seen him pathetically rut against his pillow, but holding yourself back was proving harder than you expected.

you couldn't help but pay attention to the sheen of sweat that covered his body, nor could you ignore his hand that was feeling himself up. it tempted you, and you resorted to digging your fingernails into your palm to stop yourself from going over there and fucking him back to sleep.

"m-mc, nnh, help me, please." despite sounding drowsy and like he would fall asleep at any given second, his voice cracked at your name in between hushed pants and heady whines.

"do you want me to help you, darling?" you called out, pushing yourself off the door frame and sauntering your way towards him.

"mhm!" came his quick reply, which, admittedly threw you off. normally he'd be more of a brat, he'd tease and drag out the moment for as long as he could. as you neared him, you began to realise that his eyes were screwed shut and his movements seemed rather... sluggish, almost as though he wasn't completely awake.

it was then that you realised that belphegor was merely half-awake, only conscious enough to know that he wanted to cum. you couldn't help but let out an incredulous chuckle, unsure of what to make of the situation.

"mc, please, he-elp me!" the demon's voice broke in the middle of his sentence to let out a high-pitched moan, hips stuttering against the cow-printed pillow.

you hushed him while your hand grazed his thigh, groping the plush muscle. it was all he needed to cum, spluttering as he painted the cushion white with his seed. you cooed, lifting his bangs away from his forehead to give him a peck.

his hand naturally made a grab for your arm, bringing it up to his face so he could nuzzle into your hold. you took note of the way his eyes remained shut, yet his grip was tight like he wasn't intending on letting you go anytime soon.

you let out a surprised noise as the demon suddenly tugged you down, pulling you into a kiss. you climbed on the bed, moving the cum-stained pillow to the side to straddle the demon, all without breaking the kiss. it didn't take long for the kiss to become heated, and you could feel his dick hardening again.

you wanted to make fun of him, but you weren't much better. your cock was hard and painful against its tight constraint, though you didn't have much time to worry about it as belphegor thrusted his hips up against yours.

belphegor whimpered against your lips, doing it once more, clearly proud of the way your breath faltered at the friction. you huffed against the kiss, hands moving down to keep his hips still, taking control of the situation by rolling your hips down on him.

his arms immediately grabbed a hold of your upper arms, nails digging into the flesh. you broke off the kiss when the lack of air began constricting your lungs, despite the demon's attempts to bring you back down. you panted harshly while your eyes raked over his appearance, sucking in a breath through your teeth when you noticed the precum that had dribbled onto his stomach.

your eyes shifted back to his face, surprised to be met with his bleary-eyed gaze. his eyes were half-lidded, and you could just make out his dilated, unfocused pupils in the dim lighting of the attic. he was panting, but he was oddly not as out of breath as you were. it flustered you, seeing him not as affected as you were, though you tried not to let it show.

however, if the tongue poking out to wet his lips that were quirked up in a smirk was anything to go by, you knew he could tell, in fact, you'd say he was proud of how breathless he made you.

"you look proud," you commented, nails lightly scratching up and down his body, "you didn't think i'd just let you get away with all this teasing, did you?" you made sure to grind down harshly on his cock, a shiver going down your spine at the action.

belphegor smiled sweetly albeit drowsily, though you could see the underlying defiance behind it, his hands moving down to grab a hold of your waist. you quirked your eyebrow, giving him a warning look to which he responded by batting his eyelashes in feign innocence at you.

in a swift move, you held both of his wrists in one hand, shoving them into the pillows above his head. "behave." you warned even though you were aware it wouldn't do much, so you also ceased the movement of your hips.

he whined as a response, squirming around in your grasp with no real strength, his hips pathetically attempting to rut against you. you want to chuckle at his desperation, but the cloth that constricts your cock is all you can think about. you're silent for a moment, thinking of how you could simultaneously take off your pants while keeping the demon in place.

he tries to struggle again, until you remember the power you hold over him. your attention shifts back to him and a wicked smile grows on your lips, which manages to get him to lay still.

"sit still for me, sweetheart." the pet name trickled out of your lips in a sickly sweet manner as a way to get back at him, and you saw the moment it registered that you words weren't a warning, but instead a command using the pact between the two of you.

you took pleasure in the way his cock twitched underneath you at the realisation, wasting no time in shifting off of him to shuffle out of the piece of fabric that got in the way between and him. while doing so, you made sure to grab the lube the avatar of sloth kept tucked between the sea of pillows.

you took in a shuddered breath when the cool air hit your hard cock, feeling belphegor's heavy gaze watching your every move. you made a show of moving back to him, purposely slowing your actions, taking your time to get back to the demon who's eyes hadn't moved away from your body.

the closer you got, the more his eyes drooped, like he was overtaken by his need and lust for you. you sat next to him with your knees tucked beneath your thighs, gently propping him up to how you wanted him, your touches lingering in a way you knew would have his dick twitching and leaking precum.

"stop teasing!" belphegor cried out groggily, body frozen still while under your control. the rush you got seeing him unable to fight against the order made through the pact helped spur you on.

you nestled behind him, his knees touching each other while folded against his thighs gave you the perfect view of his plump ass. you were unable to resist the urge to knead the flesh, leaning forward to massage the plush muscle.

with one hand resting on him, your other hand moved away to squeeze a generous amount of lube on your hand.

"wanna touch ya." he slurred out before you could touch him, the hands above his head wriggling in attempt to get you to recall the command you had on him. you debated for a bit, weighing between undoing the command or keeping it in place. though the second option sounded tempting, you decided against it.

"touch me all you want, belphie." without a second to spare, his arms found themselves wrapped loosely around your neck, urging you to come closer to him. he pulled you into a kiss, and you're not one to deny your demon. with your tongues intertwined, it gave you the perfect opportunity to inch your hand closer to his ass.

he gasped into the kiss when you slowly inserted your digit into him, his hips wiggling around to adjust to the feeling. you distracted him by wrapping your free hand around his hard cock, massaging his sticky tip that made his back arch into you.

you adored the way his eyes glazed over as his mouth fell open in a silent moan while you worked him open, pulling out your fingers when you decided he was loose enough for you.

"keep your eyes on me, darling." you aligned your cock with his fluttering hole, holding onto his knees as you pushed yourself into him. when you finally bottomed out, the two of you sighed simultaneously, your head tilting backwards at the feeling while your grip on him tightened.

the sound of skin slapping skin reverberated throughout the room, joined by the sound of belphegor's sinful cries.

"gonna fuck you back t' sleep, jus' like you deserve." the demon whimpered, eyes falling shut and back arching off the bed. he clung onto you, mumbling incoherently under his breath as you continued to pound into him.

you leaned down to pepper kisses on his face in order to silence the moans threatening to spill from your mouth, the avatar of sloth turning his head towards you and soaked up all the attention you were spoiling him with.

"yeah, you like that don't you, baby?" the words spilled out of your mouth, along with the grunts in between your words. you could hardly think straight, belphegor's hole clenching around you in ways that left you feeling breathless.

"mmf, right- right there!" his nails scratch at your back, his legs pulling you impossibly closer and keeping your hips in place. your eyes tightly squeezed shut when he clamped down on you, almost like he was trying to milk you for all you were worth.

all it took was one more deep thrust from you and all the strength left his body, his arms dropping onto the bed while his chest rose and fell erratically. he came, painting both his and your stomach white with his cum.

the avatar of sloth shot you a weak smile before his head lolled over to the side, snores filling up the quiet room. you couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of the demon, in a state of disbelief that someone could fall asleep after being fucked like that.

you shook your head, a soft smile playing on your lips as you nestled behind belphegor, throwing your arm around his waist. you whispered a quiet, "sweet dreams, my love." before succumbing to your own slumber.

© 2022 TEARS0FSATAN. please don’t repost, modify or translate my works anywhere!

[tears0fsatan]

Hello! I hope you're having a wonderful day/night!

May I request a Lucifer x male reader NSFW?

Dom reader, taking care of Lucifer when he feels stressed/sad, maybe trying to break his pride so he can admit what he wants? You can do any sort of kink you want, but may I ask for a slight choking kink, maybe biting?

I apologize if this is awkward, this is my first time requesting ever. ^^ (p.s. I absolutely love your work!)

𖥻 characters... lucifer x m!reader

𖥻 genre... nsfw oneshot

𖥻 warnings... nsfw!! minors, ageless blogs and fem aligned will be blocked, amab!reader, dom top!reader, sub bottom!lucifer, dacryphilia [a lot of it lololol], reader calls luci a variety of pet names, tons of teasing, dirty talking, begging, praise, choking, marking [biting n scratching lolz], mentions of blood [not a lot but adding jus incase], nipple play? kinda? not too detailed but its there, drooling!!, gets a lil messy, slight dumbification question mark, fingering, edging & overstim <3

𖥻 a.n... oh my, darling ur absolutely fine!! ur politeness is a large contrast to ur req but it's rather endearing LMFAOOO n thank u for joinin in the event!! please don't be shy to drop by again, alright?? <33 anw this is so raunchy i'd have heart eyes if it were possible n i'm sorry if the choking part is inaccurate i'm not well versed in it &lt;/3

🌐 % 3V3NT H3R3 @ __★

the words on the paper were beginning to blur into one another and his fingers felt sore and worn. with eyebrows scrunched together in disappointment, slim and nimble fingers moved fluidly across the expanse of paper as they stamped 'DISAPPROVED' in big, bold, red letters at the request of the student council approving the creation of a human hate club. lucifer sighed for the umpteenth time that night, using his free thumb and forefinger to massage the space in between his eyes.

he dared to take a glance at the mountains of student council work that were strewn all over his desk, the paperwork seeming endless. he felt tears pricking his eyes at the sheer amount of work he had left, just because he was used to doing it didn’t mean it ever got easier.

the avatar of pride harshly pushed his chair back, head in his hands and gripping the ends of his hair tightly. he squeezed his eyes shut to prevent the tears from falling down his face, anything to keep himself from falling apart.

his muscles ached and he could feel the tell-tale signs of his throat beginning to close up. despite his efforts of holding back his tears, a few managed to slip by. he dug the heel of his palms into his eyes in an attempt to stop them from hitting the ground, his last attempt at keeping control.

“lucifer?” at the call of his name, the demon shot up. seeing you at the end of his desk sent him into a panic, he was well aware that he looked less than favourable.

lucifer cleared his throat, running his fingers through his hair to at least try to look presentable in front of you. he looked up at you expectedly, forcing down his stress and shifting all his focus on you.

“is everything alright?” it was hard to ignore the avatar of pride’s bloodshot eyes and untidy hair, and with the amount of work piled up on his desk, it was easy to put two and two together.

“everything is fine, is there something you needed?” he straightened out his suit, picking up the pen he had dropped earlier to continue where he left off, only to sigh once more upon seeing the paper he had been reading.

“lucifer… i think you should rest, you’re clearly overworked.” you tried arguing, though you knew it would be futile.

lucifer gave you a deadpanned look, wordlessly signaling towards the endless piles of paperwork. you outwardly cringed, understanding full well why lucifer was pushing himself so hard. regardless, you were determined to get him to rest, you had picked up that lucifer hadn’t slept in roughly three days, surviving purely off of coffee.

“It’ll still be there when you get back… i’m sure you’re ahead of all of it too. c’mon, you need to take a break.” you tried ushering him out of his chair, taking a glance at the document he was doing, scrunching your eyebrows in disgust at its contents.

the demon was torn. on one hand, you were right, getting some rest would help his stressed and sleep-deprived mind make better decisions. on the other, he couldn't let himself procrastinate any further, he already had so much work to do, it would only increase if he were to take a break.

"you and i both know you'll feel better if you do, lucifer. i love you, but please don't be so hard on yourself." you begged, seeing him so worn out like this hurt you in more ways than one could imagine. you wanted nothing more than to hold him in your arms and take care of him.

seeing him sluggishly sign his name at the end of the document made you certain you were going to have him relax, one way or another.

lucifer was close to shutting you down until he moved on to the next paper. not only did the words appear to bleed together, but they looked like they were melting off the page. his thoughts were equally as muddled, his thoughts about work slowly dissolving into thoughts about you.

he craved your touch, he needed you to make him feel better. he needed you to make him forget about his work, to forget about all the expectations the world had of him. he wanted nothing more than for you to bend him over and⎯

again, his cursed pride held him back. everything in his body was screaming at him to push you away and finish his work, even if it meant he was damaging his body.

"mc, i appreciate the concern, but i really need to get back to work." the wavering in his voice gave away his hesitation, though the demon pretended as though it didn't happen, most likely to soothe himself. it was clear that there was something he wanted to say but his sin stopped him from doing so.

"lucifer, look at me." you forcibly turned his head towards you, "put your stupid ego to the side and tell me, without holding back in the slightest, what you want."

lucifer bit his lip, tears building up in his eyes once more, gaze dancing from your own eyes to the desk to the ceiling. he shook his head, the beady tears slowly making their way down his face as he tried to fight the temptation.

"i..." you took a deep breath, feeling the hair on the back of your neck stand up from anticipation, "i can't, mc. i really must finish my work." you exhaled, disappointed that his pride got the better of him.

though despite his words, his breathing got noticeably heavier, and you took note of the way he squeezed his thighs together. you licked your lips, feeling your cheeks grow warmer at the effect you had on the demon.

"are you sure, luci? your body's a lot more honest than your words~" you purred, stroking his cheek with your thumb lovingly.

it was so shameful for his body to be so desperate like this, but he couldn't help but feel even more turned on. he enjoyed how you were treating him so softly, though the underlying roughness to your actions was more than clear to him.

your hands trailed down to his neck, gently caressing him before squeezing down on the sides of his neck. you relished in the way lucifer's mouth dropped open in a silent moan, the way he screwed his eyes shut, and the salty tears that trickled down his flushed cheeks.

"cmon baby, don't you want more of this? i can give you more... only if you come to bed with me." you teased while loosening your grip, letting him breathe again. he inhaled sharply, eyes shooting open before refocusing on you. aside from how glossed over they were, there was a needy look in his eyes and they were solely trained on you.

you backed away from him, tracing down his body until he was out of reach. his body unknowingly chased after you, gazing at you with what you could only describe as 'puppy eyes'.

as you neared the stairs, you watched as lucifer kept glancing between you and the work that flooded his workstation, genuinely looking torn at the decision he was forced to make.

after taking a deep breath, he abruptly got up from his chair and made his way towards you. without even sparing you a glance, he grabbed onto your wrist and pulled you with him without a word. you weren't one to complain, it meant you could admire his back without lucifer chiding you.

you hadn't even noticed when the two of you arrived in front of his room until you were forcefully pulled into it. you stumbled into his lavish room, a little surprised that your sweet talking went through to him. the door closed quietly behind you, not wanting to make too much noise as it was late into the night.

lucifer didn't look at you, rather, he was actively avoiding your gaze. you paid no mind to it, already knowing how much self-control it took him to let you take care of him. the avatar of pride stood stiffly near you, shoulders and jaw visibly tense. to those who weren't familiar with lucifer saw the look on his face, they would've naturally assumed he was annoyed, but you knew better. you also knew that lucifer was far from annoyed, you'd say he was feeling pretty excited if anything.

you closed the gap between the two of you, bringing your face close to his. with your lips only mere millimeters away from his, you could feel his quickened breath fan over your lips.

your gaze shifted from their focus on his chapped lips to the steadily growing blush on his cheeks, enjoying the way his eyes kept nervously darting around the room.

"good boy." you whispered, giving him a quick peck as a reward.

that quick peck easily escalated, and before long, you found yourself pushing lucifer back on his bed with your lips still attached to his. he was the epitome of disheveled, his coat was somewhere strewn on the floor, his vest halfway unbuttoned, giving you the perfect view of his broad chest.

you bit your lip, his unmarked expanse of skin looked like it was begging to be marked up you. the demon watched you through half-lidded eyes, observing your every move with his hair splayed around him like a halo. his knees hung off the edge of the bed, with one arm covering the lower half of his face.

you were completely awestruck by his beauty, wanting nothing more than this very sight to be burned into your memory. you took a deep breath, giving his figure one last glance before leaning back down. you gave his lips a peck, peppering kisses down his neck while your hands undid the rest of the buttons.

you hadn't realised how hard you had bitten down until you felt the warm, thick liquid hit your tongue. initially, you flinched backward, immediately unlatching yourself from his neck when the metallic liquid coated your tongue. you were ready to apologise until you heard lucifer whine and felt his cock twitch against your stomach. you blinked a few times, stunned that the demon had enjoyed that.

you were frozen, unsure of how to react. then, your eyes caught on to the drop of blood that seeped through the wound, feeling a strong urge to lick it up. you were lapping it up before you had a second thought about it, soothing the bite and stopping the bleeding. the whimpers you got in response were enough to fuel you on, leaving more bites on the base of his neck, each drawing blood that would trail further down his chest until you could lick it up.

you alternated between leaving kisses, hickeys, and bites on his neck, leaning back a little to examine your work. you knew lucifer would get upset at you in the morning but it eased the feral side of you seeing him all marked up.

you slipped his vest off his shoulders, throwing it aimlessly behind you, uncaring of where it landed, and went straight to kissing his chest. your hands stroked his body, lingering on his pecs and slowly making their way down to his thighs where they rested, massaging and pawing at the defined muscles. your hands inched closer to his growing length, only to change their direction when your fingertips grazed it. the quiet gasps he let outplayed at your heartstrings and you had to hold yourself back from cooing.

just like his neck, you alternated between littering kisses, sucking hickeys, and the occasional nip on his chest. you neared his nipples, dragging your tongue across the expanse of skin until you could latch onto the hardened bud. lucifer's hands immediately clutched onto your head, bringing your impossibly closer to him.

you watched the demon's face rapidly shift expressions through half-lidded eyes, chuckling against his skin at his reaction to you grazing your teeth on the bud. you continued suckling on his nipple while one of your hands moved up to play with the neglected bud.

you relished in the way lucifer's pants divulged into soft moans, his back arching into your mouth. his dewy eyes tried to keep their focus on you, though you suppose the humiliation and embarrassment of was beginning to sink in as after meeting your gaze, his eyes snapped towards the ceiling. however, keeping his eyes off of you proved more difficult than he originally thought, as his eyes kept glancing back at you.

you came off his chest with a lewd pop!, tongue hanging out of your mouth and resting it on the tip of of the nipple, coating the tender bud in your saliva. you made sure to keep eye contact with lucifer while trailing kisses to the disregarded nipple.

you gave it the same attention as you did to the other, only detaching yourself when you felt satisfied with your teasing. you took a moment to catch your breath, seeing that lucifer also needed a moment to collect himself by the growing wet spot in his pants.

your finger trailed down and teased his clothed tip, "doesn't this feel uncomfortable, baby? don't you wanna get rid of this, hm?" you tutted in faux disappointment, relishing at the avatar of pride's tightly squeezed shut. he nodded desperately, though making no move to change it.

you grinned, moving away from him and off of the bed, the demon immediately rising and crawling after you like a lost puppy.

"why don't you move a little higher, darling? get comfortable, 'kay?" you pecked him before leaving to fetch the lube you knew he kept hidden amidst his socks in one of the drawers on his side table. you took the time to strip yourself of your shirt while you were at it, dealing with it now rather than pause your actions later.

you turned back to lucifer, only to have the breath knocked out of you when you saw the way he was sat, patiently waiting for your return. he had done the courtesy of taking off his trousers and you weren't sure if he had taken off his boxers thanks to the pillow he had clutched in his arms.

his face was still red, due to the crying or the shyness you weren't certain. he sniffled, snapping you out of your reverie. you rushed back to him, pecking him once more before laying him down. you moved the pillow out of his hold, pleased to see that he had taken off his boxers as well. you supposed lucifer began to feel you weren't progressing at the speed he wanted, his hands wrapping around your neck and pulling you down to another kiss.

his hands found home on your back, raking his fingernails down with enough force you knew would leave welts, not that you minded anyways.

your hands caressed his body, squeezing the supple muscles every now and then. your hands teased around his leaky cock, touching everywhere but where he wanted you to touch most.

lucifer whined as a response, hands moving away in what you assumed was an attempt to guide your hands to his hard-on. you pulled away with a tsk, "behave... or tell me what you want." you firmly repeated, a hand snaked around his throat, squeezing gently as a warning while the other hand pulled away from his body completely.

lucifer looked like he wanted to oppose you, eyebrows furrowed and looking at you with an unexplainable emotion swirling in his eyes. he kept silent, choosing instead to look away and hide his face from you, though his body gave him away.

you took note of the way his back slightly arched off the bed, as though it was chasing after your touch. the action made you coo, deciding that, maybe, it wouldn't hurt to give him a small reward.

you kept him distracted with a kiss while your hands dealt with the lube. the demon flinched the moment the cool liquid made contact with his sensitive cock, his hands moving to grab your biceps, squeezing your muscles with strength you forgot he was capable of.

you were quick to soothe him, your right hand wrapping around his length and giving him a pump while your left hand went up to cup his cheek.

lucifer instinctively nuzzled his face against your palm, eyes falling shut as he obediently took what you were giving him. his voice started off soft and quiet, though as your speed gradually increased, so did the volume of his moans and whines.

"you're doing so well for me, sweetheart." you praised, grip tightening ever so slightly when your hand glided over his tip.

lucifer's panting got louder and heavier, whimpers mixing in when your thumb teased his slit. his hand flew towards his mouth, muffling the loud, wanton moan that escaped him.

with the more you touched him, the more he unravel beneath you, as though all his inhibitions were thrown out the window. your other hand lowered to his ass, slicked up finger circling around his hole that clenched around nothing. an amused, breathy laugh exited your lips at how needy lucifer was being, like a whore in heat all because he had a finger in his ass and a human was playing with his hard cock.

you thought it would be cruel if you didn't fill him in on your train of thoughts, so you did just that. "you look so pathetic like this, my dear. lookin' so wrecked all 'cause a human's playing with your ass and touching your cock." you cooed in a mean tone, enjoying the whines that spilled past his lips and the twitching of his dick.

you continued teasing him, changing the speed of you stroking him as to throw him off guard, so he could feel his orgasm approaching but never really reach it.

eventually, his hips began to match your pace, thrusting up into your hand when your fingers would graze the spot that made his back arch in the loveliest ways. you were a little impressed with how quick he was to figure out your pattern and use it to his advantage.

you let him continue doing so, knowing that it would ultimately lead him nowhere since he still hadn't been completely honest with you.

the lewd sounds of your actions echoed around the room, the constant squelch! and fap! were loud enough for you to worry that it was audible to the rest of the household. though you were brought out of your thoughts by lucifer's hands pulling you down to bring you into a heated kiss, the worry slipping from your mind as you brought your focus back onto the crying demon.

"need more." he sobbed against your lips, voice so soft you had thought it had been your mind playing tricks on you. yet your demon proved you wrong, repeating the words over and over again almost like it was a prayer.

he only stopped when he came, moaning out your name so loud you were sure diavolo would've been able to hear it from the castle. long, thick strands of cum painted his stomach and your hand, making you pause your ministrations.

you let him catch his breath before beginning up again, pace unchanging from the one before he came. his eyes shot open, looking at you in a panic and shaking his head vigorously.

"can't! 's too much!" he begged, although his body disagreed with his words. you muted him with a peck, the hand wrapped around his twitching cock slowing its pace while the fingers buried in his tight hole kept grazing him sweet spot.

it didn't take long for his next climax to build up, still sensitive from his previous high. you assumed his pride no longer weighed in his mind, his voice going up an octave and volume the longer you wound him up.

a smirk grew on your lips at the look on the demon's face. his face was sticky with a mixture of tears and sweat, his button nose and cheeks still red from his crying. he had his mouth hung open, tongue lolled out to the side and his eyes had a glazed-over look to them.

you stopped your ministrations, moving your hands away from both his ass and his leaky cock, chuckling at the way his hole clenched around nothing and the way he began sobbing harder.

"tell me what you want, luci. it's that easy, darling." you cooed, squeezing his fleshy thighs. the avatar of pride whined loudly, body squirming around uncontrollably atop of his plush pillows. "i can't give you what you want if you don't tell me, baby." you pushed harder, knowing his pride was near its breaking point.

you finally got what you had spent the hour working towards, and my, did you enjoy seeing it pay off.

"i want you to touch me." lucifer mumbled while choking back a sob, "want you t' fuck me 'nd make me forget about work, please, please, please." the demon begged, pride flying out the window and letting himself go.

with a smile, you peppered kisses up his thighs, happy you finally got him to admit everything he was bottling up.

"that wasn't so hard, now was it, darling?" you put your hands back on him, giving his painfully hard cock a few more pumps until he came on your hand. a loud cry ripped from his throat before he bit down on his lip, your eyes mesmerised by the drop of blood that rolled down his chin as a result.

lucifer didn't reply to your teasing, his head was turned away from you so you could see the flush that coated his cheeks and ears. you silently observed the way his chest rose and fell erratically, feeling proud of yourself.

but you weren't done, in fact, you were nowhere near done.

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[tears0fsatan]

hi :) may i request lucifer with “you always see good in people. even me”, mammon with “we can order pizza, watch a movie, whatever you want” and satan with “is that my shirt?”, all of them with a male!reader (possibly fluff one-shots, if it isn't too much trouble)? thank you, have a great day/night !! <3

𖥻 characters… lucifer, mammon, satan, x m!reader [separate]

𖥻 genre… a bit of angst / comfort + mainly fluff oneshots!!

𖥻 warnings… fem aligned dni, male!reader, uncouth!reader [reader stumbles over words a bit??], established relationship!!! [separate for all of them n the use of the 'bf' label], mammon picks u up!!! idc how heavy u are he is a demon our logic doesn't work with them, size difference!!! [ur a little taller than satan]

𖥻 a.n… aaa thank u for participating in my event!!! the prompts you picked are some of my personal favourites :sobs: i'm glad u picked them!!! yk that one card of satan wearing the green and purple hoodie .. yeah its that one <3... anw thank u for bein such a sweetheart i hope u enjoy this love!!!

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▸ ❝ you always see good in people, even me. ❞ ;; lucifer

an unusual silence coated the house of lamentation, the living room in a horrible state of disarray. of course, things hadn't meant to escalate to this point, it just... sort of happened.

everyone waited with bated breath at the fury that was about to ensure, only to be more concerned when it didn't come.

the six demon brothers and you watched with a worried gaze when lucifer merely sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. he said nothing and only threw you and the brothers an annoyed look before storming off to his room.

no one said a word, frozen in place out of fear this was another one of lucifer's infamous 'test's. you had known him long enough to realise something was off about him today, something had been plaguing his mine and he was letting it affect him.

your eyes stayed glued to the spot he was last seen at before disappearing to the top of the stairs. you chewed on your bottom lip, unsure of whether to check up on him like you wanted to or give him a bit of space.

while normally, you would give him space and let him come to you when he was ready. however today, your gut was telling you to chase after him, to find out just what was bothering your boyfriend to the point he wouldn't tell off his brothers when they caused chaos.

you let out a breath, ultimately deciding to chase after him. even if he ended up ignoring you and shutting you out, at the very least you tried and showed him you cared.

you reached the top of the stairs, the dim lighting of the house of lamentation only serving in making you feel more jittery at just what could be upsetting your demon boyfriend.

you finally made it to his door, the large wooden doors seeming bigger than they ever were. you knocked a couple times in a rhythm you knew he'd be able to recognise you with, fully expecting him to not respond at all.

you waited for a few minutes, pressing your ear to the door to hear any sound of life from within. you heard nothing and was getting to leave when you heard the distinct 'click' of his lock and the creaking of his door opening.

to put it lightly, lucifer was a mess. his hair was disheveled, along with his clothes. upon closer look you noticed things you had failed to see earlier, you took note of the way his eye bags seemed darker than usual, and the way his lips appeared raw and swollen from how much he's bitten it.

he also looked tense, more so than usual. you watched as he clenched his jaw while avoiding your eyes, standing stiffly in the doorway and the dim lighting of the hallway covering his expression.

the avatar of pride let you in without a word, head tilted down so he wouldn't have to face you. you could hear his laboured breathing, almost like he was holding back tears.

"talk to me, luci." you urged gently, staying at a distant away to let him know you wouldn't force him to tell you.

then suddenly, lucifer's shoulder's released all the tension he had kept pent up. the sigh he let out sounded heavy, like something he had been keeping inside of him for a while.

the demon averted his gaze, almost as though he was hiding away from you, "you always see good in people, even me. i... i don't believe i am deserving of that." lucifer just couldn't seem to wrap his head around why such a wholesome human like yourself would love him the way you did.

you felt your breath pause, you had never would've thought such a prideful demon felt this way. you closed the distance between the two of you, cupping your hand on his cheek and peering at him the softest look you could muster.

"i don't know how many more centuries you'll spend telling yourself your sins are unforgivable, but i hope i can help you learn to forgive yourself. you may not be perfect, but i accept that part of you because it's what makes you lucifer, the avatar of pride."

you stroked your thumb across his cheekbone, holding yourself back from kissing him breathless and showing him just how much you loved him.

"there's a reason people like diavolo and your brothers respect you, you are someone worthy of respecting and more importantly, loving."

▸ ❝ we can order pizza, watch a movie, whatever you want. ❞ ;; mammon

it was hard not to notice the way your demeanour dampened, the air in the house of lamentation was noticeably different. it wasn't like you weren't acting like your usual self, but the fact that you were teetering on the edge of a breakdown was easily picked up by the demons you lived with.

to mammon, it was like day and night. though, to be fair, you were his human. you were his human boyfriend, he had stuck by your side since day one, if anything, it would've been more concerning if he hadn't noticed.

you avoided eating dinner with the rest of the household for the second night that week, and it was taking its toll on the family. dinner was quiet, no one spoke a word and beel noticeably ate at a slower rate. even beelzebub, who often ate his brothers plates, had no desire to steal your food. mammon decided, for everyone's sake (because hell forbid he say he's worried about you), that he couldn't let you wallow in your sadness alone.

after another dull supper, the avatar of greed gathered your full untouched plate along with a glass of water (he was gonna make sure you stayed hydrated one way or another).

using some of his magic, he bursted his way through your door. you, who was previously mindlessly scrolling through your phone, flinched so harshly your phone flew out of your hand and you somehow fell off the bed. you sucked in a breath at the dull throbbing coming from the back of your head and tilted your head upwards to shoot the demon a glare.

mammon visibly held back a laugh, moving around you to set down the plate and glass of water down on your desk before going to pick you up off the floor.

you huffed as the demon picked you up by your armpits, pouting and looking away as he set you down upright on your bed. without a word, he searched for your phone, setting it down on your lap after making sure there weren't any noticeable damage to it.

he stood in front of you awkwardly, eyes dancing around your room to try and avoid relaying the words you knew he wanted to say.

"uh... i brought ya some food, an' water! cus i know ya haven't been feelin' the best lately... or whatever..." mammon tripped over his words, his fidgeting gradually increasing towards the end of his sentence.

you couldn't help but chuckle, feeling your gloomy mood brighten ever so slightly at his ministrations.

"thank you, mon, i appreciate it. is there anything else..?" you asked, setting your phone out of reach to focus all your attention on your demon. you were hoping he wouldn't bring up your lack of appearance lately, you weren't sure you would be able to answer him if he did.

mammon struggled with his words for a solid minute, mouth opening and closing with sentences that he didn't deem fit for the situation. you stayed quiet when he let out a particularly long exhale, visibly gathering his thoughts.

"just.. wanted to check up on ya. haven't seen much of ya around lately an' it's got everyone all messed up." the demon avatar of greed shrugged it off like it was nothing important, though the look on his face betrayed him.

you could tell he wanted more to say to you, he was probably finding ways to spend more time with you, to make sure you were okay under the pretense of "gotta make sure my human doesn't end up trapped in a painting or somethin'".

you watched as he silently psyched himself up, taking in a few quick breaths before speaking.

"look, kid," the demon brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck and turned his head away from you, "we could.. i don' know, order some pizza, watch a movie or somethin'? up to ya." the longer the demon talked, the quieter his voice drifted off.

you felt a smile play at your lips at the sight of a flustered mammon, it was touching, in a sense. you hadn't expected him to be so upfront about it, especially since he would usually use some absurd excuse to justify his actions.

the known tsundere was putting aside his wannabe aloofness to make sure you were feeling alright, and that was exactly what you needed.

you moved back until your back hit your pillow and pet the space beside you, "a movie sounds good, you wanna join me?"

▸ ❝ is that my shirt? ❞ ;; satan

in the house of lamentation, a certain demon of wrath was grumbling under his breath. the demon briskly walked past the numerous paintings that hung on the walls, hoping they wouldn't say a thing to him or anyone else that walked by.

he tried his best at caving in on himself, trying to hide the article of clothing he was wearing.

it wasn't because it was a cat hoodie, or even the fact that it was merchandise of some anime, but it was because it belonged to you.

while rationally he knew there was nothing inherently embarrassing about wearing his boyfriends clothes, the thought of such public displays of affection made him feel awkward, in a sense.

it was oversized on him, the sleeves fell past his fingers and it hung off his shoulders in a way that showed off his collarbones. it felt like he was in your embrace, all warm and wrapped up in your scent. it felt so cozy that he slowly started to forget the burden of guilt weighing on his mind.

he couldn't help himself when he saw it laying unprotected on your bed, he had seen you wearing it before and he needed to see what it would look like on him.

it wasn't long until he had managed to reach his room without running into anyone, he doesn't know what he would've done if he bumped into lucifer. the demon breathed out a sigh of relief before opening the door to his safe haven, hoping he could have just a few minutes to himself to relax in your hoodie.

pushing open the door, the last thing he expected to see was you casually lounging on his bed, immersed with the book resting in your hands.

you looked up from where you sat on his bed, diverting your attention from the book to him and offered him a smile, "oh, hey- is that my hoodie?" you shamelessly eyed him, drinking up the sight of him in your clothes while taking your bottom lip in between your teeth.

you cleared your throat, a blush coating your cheeks before switching the subject, "i was, uh, waiting... for you!" you stumbled over your words as you clumsily looked away and adjusted the countless stacks of books to make space for the demon. though despite your awkward mannerisms, you were gentle in moving the books aside as to not disturb the other disheveled stacks of books that laid strewn across the bed.

in spite of his frozen state, he felt his heart skip a beat at your tenderness towards his most prized possessions. he couldn't move from where he stood, his mouth open and closed like a fish out of water, with thoughts racing a mile a minute. had he known you were in his room the entire time he would've gone to hide somewhere else.

with every quiet second passing, the avatar of wrath could feel his face grow warmer. he closed his eyes and brought his sleeve-covered hands to cover his blushing face.

satan heard, what he assumed, was an excited squeak coming from you, and it only made him feel more embarrassed. this was the worst, there was nothing more embarrassing than being caught wearing your clothes.

"it... shit, it looks really good on you, satan. keep it- i prefer the way it looks on you than it ever did me." the sound of your voice was suddenly in front of him, making the demon look up and take a step back out of surprise.

he felt the cool surface of his door on his back and let out a quiet gasp. he kept one hand covering his mouth, maybe to shield away the last bit of dignity still left in him. there was nowhere he could run, not that he wanted to anyways.

"why are you shying away? i mean it, you know." you pressed yourself against him, leaning your head down to rest your forehead on his shoulder. you littered kisses on the skin that wasn't covered by the clothing, relishing in the shaky breathes the demon released.

he felt his face flush at the compliment, this was like something straight out of his romance novels (he has his fair share of guilty pleasures alright)! he wasn't sure of how to react to such praise, it was so uncharacteristic of him to receive comments like that.

his shoulders loosened, the worry of you being upset with him taking your clothes no longer seeming like a problem. in its spot grew a mischievous side of him, if he had known this would've been your reaction to him taking your clothes without asking first, he should've done it a lot earlier.

© 2022 TEARS0FSATAN. please don’t repost, modify or translate my works anywhere!

[tears0fsatan]

heehee hi again!! im here for the event :D how about "is that my shirt?" + zhongli ?? is this how you do it help

- 🔶 anon

𖥻 characters... zhongli x gn!reader

𖥻 genre... fluff oneshot!!!!

𖥻 warnings... gender neutral!reader, modern setting, established relationship but not specificed, zhongli calls u terms of endearment, height difference?? :blushes:, cuddles!!!! at the end!!! :D

𖥻 a.n... LOLOLOL dw 🔶 anon u n me both tbh,,, i think zhongli is perfect for this prompt even though i think he's worn the same suit everyday for the past six thousand years urhurfhu his reaction would be very sweet me thinks ANW THANK U FOR PARTICIPATING IN THE EVENT I HOPE U ENJOY MY DEAR <3

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zhongli had been pretty busy as of late. not only had he been coming home later after nights out with that shady fatui guy, but when he was home, he seemed to be preoccupied with another thought.

while he did respond to you, he always seemed absent minded. you weren't sure what it was, all the years you two had spent together, never once had he acted like this.

now naturally, you think "how can i pique the interest of a god that's been around long enough to see everything?" and it had left you stumped for days. you were racking your brain for all sorts of ideas to make morax pay attention to you again.

you were close to giving up when on your walk back home from a trip, you overheard a couple talking.

"wahh you're so tiny~ i could just use ya as my armrest~" the taller one teased, resulting them in a pouty shorter partner.

"shut up! i'll hoard all your clothes again!" the smaller one stamped away, the taller one chuckling as they ran after their partner.

"well you looked so cute, i wouldn't mind that!" that comment made you perk up. in all your time with zhongli, you had never once thought about stealing one of his shirts. not because of any particular reason, you just hadn't felt the need to since zhongli often offered to take you shopping (that you ended up paying for, of course).

their voices grew distant as you strayed away from the main path, onto the path that would lead you back home.

you took your time to walk back, admiring the view the walk to your home provided while you finalised your plan. you hummed and smiled to yourself, slightly hurrying your pace to put your plan into action.

upon arriving back home, you checked every nook and corner to make sure zhongli wasn't home yet. you checked the living room, the bedrooms, the bathrooms, the kitchen and even the garden outside just to be extra precautious.

once you were certain he was still out, you snuck into morax's closet. you marvelled at the tidiness of it, there were identical suits neatly lined up on hangers and similarly identical shirts tucked beneath.

you shifted your weight onto one leg as you considered which group to take from, the sleep shirts or the suits he wears everyday. you took a suit and a white tee and walked over to the mirror, switching between the two to see which one would look better.

you opted with the shirt, deciding that the suit was too fancy for the occasion (maybe you'd wear it next time if today went successful).

after changing, you took a look at yourself, bottom lip jutted out and eyebrows raised in surprise with how good you looked. you took a minute to admire yourself, there was something appealing about being dressed in his shirt that left you feeling giddy.

the floor felt cold beneath your feet as your pranced around the room, the grin on your face was self explanatory.

you checked the time, seeing that you had a couple hours until zhongli would be home. you finished the remaining chores while humming, time seeming to pass by faster than you had expected.

by the time you were done, you could hear the tell tale sounds of the geo archon making his way home. you rushed up the stairs, hiding away from zhongli.

"darling, i'm home!" he called out from the doorway.

from where you hid, the sound of keys jingling as well as the sound of zhongli taking off his shoes and getting comfortable in the living room were loud and clear. you knew now was the perfect time to put your plan into motion.

"i'll be down in a minute, love! would you like a cup of tea?" a sound resembling a hum of approval could be heard and you couldn't help but smile.

however...

you peeked over the railing, watching zhongli take a seat on one of the chairs near the window looking over liyue, feeling your palms grow sweatier the longer you stalled.

the sound of leaves rustling in the wind, crickets chirping, dogs playing around with each other and people chattering was no longer something you paid any mind to, getting used to it all after being in liyue for so long. it was a constant buzz of noise that reminded you of the life surrounding you, it was something you used to ground yourself when times called for it.

it had helped zhongli too. when he got the blues, you would be the one to run to his side and remind him that although time moved fast around him, life was unchanging.

however, right now it seemed as though what you had once considered mindless white noise was now overstimulating, causing you to stumble further into your worries.

you looked down at your attire, making sure everything looked right. you picked and pulled at the parts that stuck to your skin, anything you could to make some last minute adjustments. the white tee fell baggy on you, reaching down to your mid thigh. you had debated on wearing shorts or sweats underneath, opting to go with a pair of shorts to, hopefully, be more eye catching (and because it's summer and sweats aren't exactly ideal in the humid summer evening).

though you were no longer sure how you felt about your appearance, being wrapped in zhongli's elegant scent helped get you back on track. you took a couple of deep breaths to clear your head, hardening your gaze with a new found (faux) confidence.

with long, dramatic strides down the stairs, you made sure to go as slowly as possible to build up the atmosphere. when you reached the bottom, you made sure that the geo archon noticed your presence.

at first, morax didn't look up from where he was staring off into space, only greeting you in passing with a hum. you exhaled through your nose, expecting a bigger reaction.

you shook your head, ridding yourself of your early disappointment, determined to earn his attention. you moved over to the kitchen, preparing a cup of tea for both you and zhongli, using the matching cup set he insisted on getting and his favourite tea blend.

"here you go, my dear." you waved the cup in front of his face, hoping to snap him out of his reverie. the man in front of you subtly jumped, but looked up to smile at you and accept the cup of tea.

you stood frozen in your spot for a couple of seconds, unsure of how to feel, how...how hadn't he noticed? you pursed your lips, taking a seat across from him and looked out the window. you did so in a melodramatic way, trying anything at this point for him to finally take notice of you.

thankfully, it didn't take long. after closing his eyes to savour a sip from his tea, zhongli's eyes shot open and looked over to your direction. he was still and silent, mouth still attached to the cup yet he wasn't sipping anymore tea.

"is... is that my shirt?" zhongli set the cup down on the table in front of him, eyes still trained on you. you giggled at the wide eyed man in front of you, the expression on his face wasn't one you saw very often, but it was greatly appreciated when you had the opportunity to see it.

"why yes, it is. do you have any qualms against me wearing it?" you teased, giggling in between your words.

"no no, it's not that..." zhongli trailed off, unable to look away from the way the shirt fell on you, with an indescribable expression. you tilted your head to the side in confusion, unsure of what he was feeling by his reaction, or more so, lack there of.

"well... for a lack of a better term, you look very huggable, my love." the geo archon said so with a straight face you just couldn't stop yourself from laughing.

he couldn't take his eyes off you, completely enamoured with the way his shirt looked on you. you took note of the way he scooted closer to you, his fingers playing with themselves to stop himself from holding you.

everywhere you went, he trailed after you like a lost puppy. when you went to wash your now empty teacups, he followed you, going as far as to offer to do it for you.

when you sat on the couch, he sat right beside you, despite the amount of space left. after a while of the two of you watching the tv in silence, you felt a weight on your head.

you furrowed your eyebrows and only got halfway to tilting your head upwards before the hand on your head pushed your head back down, forcing you to turn your attention back to the tv.

wordlessly, zhongli kept petting your hair, and by the gaze you felt on you the entire time, you suspected he was watching you instead of the movie.

that night, after the movie and dinner, zhongli looked at you with puppy eyes, begging for cuddles and who were you to deny him?

there was nothing comfier than being wrapped in zhongli's arms while clad in his shirt, him wearing a matching one while holding you frim behind.

you'd say that today went pretty successful.

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[tears0fsatan]

For your event could you do "I can't stop thinking about you" and "I'm gonna make you scream my name" with bottom Beelzebub x male reader? Maybe a oneshot or a drabble?

𖥻 characters... beelzebub x m!reader

𖥻 genre... nsfw oneshot

𖥻 warnings... nsfw!! minors, ageless blogs and fem aligned will be blocked, amab!reader, soft dom top!reader, bottom!beelzebub, established relationship, mainly making out!, dirty talking, bit of begging?, implied size difference [ur bigger], a lot of praise hehe, d-dry h-h-humping..., mating press lol

𖥻 a.n... kinda in awe at how u two managed to request the same thing 😭😭 IT'S SO PERFECT???? n thank u for the support honeys!!! wouldn't be here if it weren't for u darlings ૮Ꮚ ´͈ ⁄ ⁄ '͈꒱Ა i mention beel playing fangol but im not american n i dont understand how american football works! so if its wrong idc my version's better.

🌐 % 3V3NT H3R3 @ __★

beads of sweat rolled down the avatar of gluttony's face, the students watching the tense game of fangol cheer him on, though he had long tuned them out.

he forced himself to focus on the game and the game alone, urged on by the brief glimpse of you from the edge of his peripheral vision. he blocked out all possible distractors, even his hunger subsided in order to keep his eyes trained on the oval ball.

he rammed into blurry, indiscernible 'walls' and jumped at the first opening he got to steal the ball. he clutched the growling ball tightly against his chest, regardless of how much it drooled and snarled in his arms. beelzebub ran to the opposite side of the field, knocking down those who dared cross his path with ease.

throughout the game, the demon would continuously score points for his team, which lead to their victory. by the end of the game, the opposing team simply collapsed on the field, out of exhaustion and realisation that the demon lord was far too out of their league. the demon lord stood in line with his team though his eyes were too busy scanning the crowd to find you.

once he found you, the biggest grin spread across his face. it was as though all the fatigue left his body, he jumped up and down excitedly, arms waving around despite his sore muscles screaming against it. beelzebub felt refreshed when you grinned back at him, relieved at the thumbs up you gave him.

he ignored his fellow teammates as they congratulated him on another win, their words going through one ear and out the other and beelined straight for the locker room. as he showered, the hunger he had put aside to put everything into the match came back at full force, which unfortunately slowed him down.

he nearly doubled down from the wave of pure gluttony that hit him at full force, he could feel himself lose control, he was on the brink of going into his demon form. still, he managed to hold on to his last thread of control and quickly rinsed off the sweat that coated his skin. he clumsily tied his towel around his waist and staggered to the lockers, desperate to get to the stash of food he kept for moments like this.

you had waited until all his teammates had exited the locker room before sneaking in. it didn't take you long to find the shirtless demon, water droplets rolling down his toned back. you quickly pulled out a bag full of his favourite pastries from your schoolbag, rushing over to deliver it to him.

"good job out there, sweetheart." despite knowing you yourself would get wet, your arms wrapped themselves around his waist and you buried your face into the juncture between his neck and shoulder. you made a show of rattling the bag filled with goodies and he wasted no time in tearing it apart and shoving his face full of food.

"mmm mmf." you chuckled at the muffled thanks, understanding what he was trying to convey and let him finish the bag of food before pulling out another one you kept hidden. beelzebub took the bag with less urgency than before, and turned around to face you.

he looked at you with what you could only describe as puppy dog eyes, gratitude overflowing from his gaze alone. you moved your arms that were resting loosely on his waist to both sides of his head, pressing him against the cool metal of the lockers.

"you looked so cool before, beel." you continued to praise him which earned you a wide smile with his cheeks filled with food that reminded you of a hamster.

he quickly emptied the bag without much difficulty and asked, "really?" you smiled and nodded your head enthusiastically, leaning down ever so slightly to press a chaste kiss on his crumb-covered lips.

it wasn't long before the sweet and sugary kiss turned into something a bit more feverish and heady. you felt something brush against your back before the demon's hands held onto your shoulders. his fingers dug into your muscles and you knew there would be bruises from how hard he was holding onto you.

you only pulled apart when you ran out of breath, beelzebub chased after your lips, looking up at you with hazy, half-lidded eyes that screamed 'want more!'. you wasted no time in showing his neck some love, licking at the water droplets that made their way down the thin column. beelzebub craned his neck upwards so you could have better access and you rewarded him by sucking on the skin, leaving a dark bruise on the otherwise unmarked skin.

the demon keened at your actions, his hips subconsciously grinding against yours. his pants were rushed yet quiet, his eyes squeezed shut and his bottom lip caught between his teeth. you had to pull away now before things got too heated.

"i can't stop thinking about you," you nosed his neck, "i was holding back since i wanted to go easy on you but then i saw you at the game," you paused, lifting your head from his shoulder, "fuck, you looked so good i nearly jumped down onto the field and took you there and then." the flush that stemmed from the tips of his ears slowly made their way down his neck, and you smiled against the now rosy skin.

you straightened yourself and gently cupped beelzebub's face. his face was turned away from you and that just wouldn't do. your thumbs lightly stroked his cheeks until his eyelids fluttered open.

"when you get back home... come to my room immediately." you leaned down to whisper in his ear, "i'm gonna make you scream my name, peach." you gave him one last peck before walking off, throwing him a wink on your way out.

beelzebub stood there for a moment before his knees buckled below him. his hands flew to his face to cover up his reddening face despite the fact that he was alone in the locker room. his pupils shook and his lips quivered, he had never felt that flustered before and he wasn't sure how to deal with it.

he rushed to clothe himself and leave with a newfound urgency, eager to get back home and have you take care of him.

beelzebub stood in front of your door nervously, shifting his weight from one leg to another. he had contemplated knocking on your door for a while now, but he couldn't find it in himself to go through with his thoughts. almost like you could sense him, the door in front of him suddenly opened.

you smiled, delighted at the demon's obedience. you quickly took a hold of his wrist and pulled him into your room, shutting the door roughly behind him before he could even greet you.

you pushed him against your door, taking pride in his shocked expression. you pressed your body against his, nuzzling your face into the juncture where his neck and collarbone met, letting him feel just how excited he made you. you heard a small, quiet gasp from above your head and felt his heart race.

he was frozen for a minute, unsure of where to put his hands and where to look. you encouraged him with a kiss on his clavicle before moving to lick the mark from earlier, which seemed to snap him out of his short lived reverie. his hands shakily held onto your shoulders, before hesitantly wrapping them around your neck.

"do you know how crazy you make me?" you muttered half-heartedly into his skin, not really expecting him to hear you. though from the way his cock twitched against your own, it seemed he had picked it up. you continued to nibble along his collarbone while one of your hands moved to hold his waist, bringing it impossibly closer.

he rolled his hips, which made you detach yourself from his skin and the two of you groaned simultaneously. beelzebub immediately clamped his hand down on his mouth, eyes wide and welling up with tears while the flush on his face spread farther down his body.

you lifted one of his thighs and held it close to your hip, bucking your hips against his. the avatar of gluttony let out a sharp gasp while you let out a shuddered breath. you did it once more, panting into his neck as a shiver went down your spine.

above your head, you could hear beelzebub trying his hardest to suppress the noises that threatened to spill past his lips. the demon fed into your intoxicating temptations, grinding against your erection in response to your kisses.

his movements were urgent and desperate, he couldn't seem to get enough of you. you took notice of this, how he was trying to take control of the situation and flip the dynamic between the two of you. you hummed against his skin, using the hand that was holding onto his thigh to squeeze his ass.

he loudly gasped, dropping the hand that was muffling his voice out of shock and you took that opportunity to pull him towards your bed. you pushed him down onto the soft mattress, holding back your chuckle at the way his body bounced and the innocent surprised look he gave you.

you were quick in straddling him, using the fact that he was sat upright to take his shirt off. you kissed him before he got the chance to cover his face again, your hands caressing and massaging his upper body. you grinded down on his clothed cock, swallowing down his whines at the gesture.

you use the moment you ran out of breath to push him down, taking a couple of deep breaths to drink up his appearance. his orange hair, still slightly damp from his shower earlier, splayed across your pillows that gave him a halo effect, the flush that started from the tips of his ears and traveled down to his navel, his half-lidded eyes that appeared to be glazed over, everything about him was simply breathtaking.

you must've been staring him for too long, as the hand from earlier slowly made it's way back up to cover the lower half of his face and his eyes averted your greedy stare.

you pouted while your hands teased his chest, massaging the firm muscles he worked tirelessly to achieve. his eyes would occasionally glance back at you, only to look away when he saw your pout. he brought his other arm up as well, trying to shield himself away from your shameless non-verbal begging.

"c'mon baby, don't be like that. let me see your face, hm?" you gently tried coaxing him to move his arms away from his face, peppering kisses on his jaw. beelzebub keened and shook his head, the blush that peeked through seemingly growing darker at the praise.

"awh, won't you let me, peach?" you quietly mumbled into his ear, moving down to leave marks on his unmarked neck. he whined once more, back arching into your chest at the pet name. the demon was slow to move his arms away from his face, embarrassment slowly crumbling down at your gentle touches.

your hands inched closer to his erection and you had to restrain yourself from cooing at the wet spot on his shorts. you palmed him through the material of his shorts in a way you knew would get him squirming.

his hips bucked into your touch, his body more honest than his words. his cock ached to feel the warmth of your hand without his boxers and shorts getting in the way, yet he couldn't find it in himself to tell you verbally.

you sat upright to look at him properly once more, "can i take this off, honey? you have to tell me or i won't do it."

the demon glances at you before turning away, for a second you're worried that he won't say anything until you hear, "please," his hands hid his face once more, "please take them off, mc." he pleads, voice hoarse from suppressing his groans.

his begging left you flustered, you weren't expecting him to reply so eagerly. his cock twitches in your light grasp, which snaps you out of your dazed state. you bit your bottom lip with a new found thirst, raising your knee to sit by his side while you pulled off his shorts.

his cock sprung up after being released from the tight constraint, precum dribbling out of the tip at the sudden exposure to the cool air. you reached over to grab the lube you had conveniently placed by the bed earlier that night and turned back to the demon before you.

you could see him peeking from behind his hand when he felt you bending his knees, curious as to what your next move would be. you kissed his knee while squeezing lube onto your fingers, "just relax, sweetheart. i'll take good care of you."

a single digit slowly sinked into his tight hole and you made sure to mumble praises to help beelzebub loosen up. he's still tense, but you don't comment on it, instead focusing on pumping your finger in and out of him at a calm and steady pace to begin with, his panting picking up the more you worked him open.

you could hear the soft grunts that slipped past his lips and decided it was time to add another digit. you watched on with amusement at the way his body squirmed around at the feeling, drawing out whines and whimpers that he tried hard to stifle.

his thighs press together and you tut, using your free hand to pry his legs apart. even though he was hardly putting any strength into keeping his legs closed, it was hard to forcefully keep them apart.

"mmm, mc, m-more, nng!" his voice cracks, voice heavy with lust and need. you soothe him with a 'shh' while your free hand massages his thick thighs. despite his protests, you continue to finger him, only pulling your slick fingers out after grazing his sweet spot.

beelzebub gasps, eyes shooting open at the short lived pleasure that shot up his spine. you see his hole clench around nothing and you see him staring at you, waiting patiently for you.

you give yourself a few quick pumps before lining up to his hole. you use his knees as a leverage to push yourself in, your hands caressing his skin to help ease him.

"relax, peach, you're- fuck, too tense." you curse under your breath, your cock sinks in at an agonising speed, you have to dig your nails into your palm to stop yourself from just ramming into him. the both of your groan in unison when you finally bottom out, you let him relax and get used to your cock before you shift positions.

you bend his knees into his chest and grab a hold of both of his wrists with one hand while the other presses down on his thigh. as you set a brutal pace, you also grab a hold of both of his wrists and pin it to the space above his head. you can see that he's stunned but one sharp thrust and his eyes are squeezed shut and his hands jerk in your grasp.

a loud cry rips from his throat followed by a series of high pitched whimpers, his body contorts underneath you, like it's not sure if it wants to get away from you or if it craves more of your touch. you smile and lean down to peck his trembling lips, pressing your body impossibly closer to his.

his arms struggle in your hold, desperate to escape and cling onto you but you didn't ease up. instead, you use the hand that clenched his thigh to stroke his twitching cock. precum had pooled on his stomach from the lack of attention, and you can't help but let out a breathy chuckle at the sight of it.

"you leaked so much, sweetheart... are you feeling that good, hm?" you ask in amazement, swiping your tongue across your bottom lip when beelzebub just eagerly nods in response.

his head further into the pillows, his back arching so high off the bed that his knees press into your chest. his mouth is hung open and he's mumbling something, you can barely make out the words he mutters like a mantra.

"mc, mc, mc, more, mc..." your grin is proof enough of how proud you are with yourself. you look down at the demon who can hardly keep his eyes open, though it wasn't exactly as you promised, you had achieved your goal. the night was young, you had more than enough time to draw out his screams.

with your rough thrusts and the relentless teasing of his sensitive cock, it doesn't take long for the demon's orgasm to build up. you take note of the way his thighs and hands tense up, gritting your teeth when he clenches down hard on your cock.

beelzebub cums with a long groan, his nails leaving crescent shaped indents in his palms from how much he strained against your hold. you stay still while he catches his breath and you release the hold you have on his wrists to wipe away the tears that trickle down his face.

you lean down to kiss him, smirking against his lips when he lets out a confused whine when you roll your hips once more.

"oh i'm nowhere near done with you, honey. didn't i tell you? i'm gonna make you scream my name until the only thing on your mind is me, got it?"

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