#Belphegor whb

[omkookie]

{ SIN LV.3 } Introducing! Your shameless boy who jerks off while you clean his room. You punish Belphie for not helping you by lightly edging him! And you make him do all of the work himself, until you're satisfied and your lust mark feels so hot it makes you take over again.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, femdom, PIV, oral (on fem), sex toys, light edging, thigh fucking, handjobs, double penetration, Belphegor loves his "Missus" and does as she orders.

One hundred and eight.

One hundred and nine.

One hundred and ten.

You slowly counted the painful amount of doujinshi Belphegor had, all of it lying scattered around his room. Out of pity for Beleth, you offered to help him with cleaning his lazy king's quarters. A decision which you were slowly coming to regret… Oh boy, What a mess it was.

Lewd comics were scattered all around. Empty drink cans piled into a mountain in the corner, and Belphegor had left his used fleshlight lying on top of his nightstand. Speaking of Bephegor– That degenerate was currently sitting on his bed, leaning against some pillows as he shamelessly jerked off behind you.

Fap, fap, fap, fap.

You could hear the wet squelches of his cock as it thrust into yet another fleshlight. He didn't give a single fuck about the fact that he was jerking off with you in the room– hell, he'd even do it Infront of his subordinates if they were here, often getting on Gusion's nerves.

“Ar’ you done yet?” Belphegor calls out to you, asking if you're ready while keeping a watchful eye on your figure. You finally got to wiping his desk clean, and there was no more trash or doujinshi scattered across his room.

“Yes, I'm done,” You sighed in reply, tossing the cleaning rag into a bucket of housekeeping supplies.

Turning around, you notice that he's moved to the edge of the bed, his fleshlight lying discarded somewhere to the side.

“Y’ comin' here then missus?” he asks, gesturing towards his lap. His cock twitched as he posed the question, his gray irises looking at you as intently as ever. He sat there, kimono loosely hanging off of his shoulders as he waited for you to come to him.

“You're not cute. I had to clean your whole room myself, Belphegor.” You told him off as you walked up to him. Despite wanting to, you find yourself unable to deny him because of the lust mark on your abdomen. Heat pooled up in your belly, setting your whole body aflame upon the sight of him looking so…lewd.

“But yer not really mad at me?” Belphegor imposes the question, tilting his head cutely at you while you straddle him. His hands slid up your hips, fondling your soft curves and rubbing them as his cock prodded your thigh.

“You're right. I'm not mad at you, but next time you should help.” Speaking softly, you ended it by grabbing his chin to pull his face towards yours for a kiss.

His lips mingled with yours, tasting, teasing and kissing. The two of you made out sweetly, Your mouths opening to explore one another's. Your tongue pressed against his, twisting and turning before you gently nipped at his lip. Belphegor made a small noise in pleasure. His hands slid down to your ass to grab it, massaging your buttocks as the two of you continued to engage in your steamy exchange.

“Put in that work, push it harder…” Belphegor murmured as you grind your hips down on his cock. His hands made quick work of tugging off your leggings and underwear. He easily pulled them off of your ankles, throwing them to the floor next to his bed.

“It's really hard for me, hm?” You can't help but comment as you rub yourself against his erect cock, “You've been a good boy and keeping your cock hard and ready for me, right? Belphie.”

“Always” he he hums in reply, letting out a small sigh as your pussy presses down against him.

His cock was so pretty, flushed, big, and hard. The piercings on it were your favorite accessories on him. His whole body was embedded with piercings, and they looked so damn good. He had that whole vibe going on which simply drew you in. Looking down at his pretty cock, your mind couldn't keep away from wandering. Maybe next time, you'll buy him some piercings for his cock as a gift?~ you'll love to see him have them on the next time you fuck.

Reaching up, you pushed two fingers into Belphegor's mouth, which he willingly accepted. His lips eagerly suck on your fingers, and he finds himself rolling his tongue around them while you continue to grind against him.

“Wait for a minute.” Your pretty lips said before pausing, You got off of him and reached towards his nightstand to grab his bottle of lube. Getting back on top of him, You drip some of the lube onto his cock, coating it in a decent amount before you close the bottle again.

“...Mmm… that feels nice” He hums in approval, leaning back against the cushions comfortably.

“Ya look so pretty… starin’ down at me like that, missus” he complimented you.

“You're the one who looks pretty” You fired his compliment back at him, pulling him in for another heated kiss. Belphegor smiled into the kiss, his hands raking up your thighs to feel your soft skin. “Ya talk too much” he grumbles, chuckling as you squeeze his shoulders, holding onto him while you continue to rub yourself against his cock.

“Do you think you deserve to be in this pussy?- after you watched me clean your whole room and didn't help me?” Wanting to tease him a bit more, you ran your hands over his pecs while sweetly antagonizing him.

Belphegor suddenly looked like an annoyed cat as his face somewhat fell.

“Tch.” He clicks his tongue, “You're goin' to make me work for it” He grumbled as he sat up, pushing you onto the bed before getting up behind you. He got you on all fours, and you wriggled slightly as he held your thighs together. Stroking your hips, he slowly slid his lubricated cock between your plush thighs. The head nudged your clit, making you bite your lip as a pleasant shudder coursed through you.

“Pretty boy, you're going to fuck my thighs now but you only get to cum when I allow you to.” You state in advance, making your rule for today clear to him.

“Fine.” He grumbles, already grumpy that he has to put in all the work himself- even more crankily now that he's not allowed to cum without your permission.

As his cock slips forward again, you stroke the tip with your hand. Running your fingers teasingly over the bulbous head, you gave it a small tug before he pulled his hips back.

“Mmm… Yeah. ‘at feels good” Belphegor sighs, lazily thrusting his cock between your soft thighs. He slowly pushed forth his hips, letting you run your thumb over the mushrooms-lile tip of his cock before he pulled it back again.

“Such a good boy for me~” You coo at him, continuing to rub his pretty and flushed tip while his fingers clutch your waist.

‘Well that's not good’ Belphegor thinks to himself, gritting his teeth as he tries not to cum. Your praise and consistent rubbing wasn't helping his case much, and he felt ready to bust a nut right now.

“I wanna cum” He whispers in your ear, his warm breath brushing against your earlobe. Continuing to stroke his cock, you dismissed him with a simple “Not yet.” without even considering it.

“Please” He tries to beg, his knees feeling weaker now that he feels so close to the edge. His cock's tip continued to nudge your clit as it slid between your pretty thighs and pussy.

“Not yet, Belphie.” You didn't allow him.

“‘m gonna cum if y’ keep teasin” he rasps out, struggling to contain himself as you so sweetly stimulate him. How could he not cum when your thighs had his cock nudged between them so perfectly?

“Oh. Not a problem. Get me my dildo” you stop stroking him. instead of continuing to please him, you're now ordering him to go fetch one of your toys.

“Y’ can't be serious” he grunts, clenching his teeth in frustration. You're being mean on purpose. You were going to be mean and deny him all night long probably! Nonetheless, he lets go of your waist and goes to fetch one of your toys from a drawer.

He brings back one of your favorite silicone dildos, Giving you his usual resting bitch face as he hands it to you, “Here.”

But you push it back towards him, “Get it wet for me, Belphegor.” You order him while bringing your dildo up to his lips, nudging the tip of it against them. Again, he obeyed and did as you said. His lips parted, and he let you push the toy into his mouth.

“Get it all nice and wet” You coo as you grin at him. He quietly sat back onto the bed as you began to slowly thrust your dildo into his mouth. Pushing it in, you watch as his lips form a perfect “O” shape around the silicone. A small bit of drool slipped down his chin, but you didn’t mind the mess he was making as he sloppily sucked on your toy cock.

“That’s a good boy…” praising him, you pushed the toy further into his mouth until he visibly gagged, his eyes getting teary.

“Guh…glug….guh..”

Belphegor choked on your dildo as it slightly bulged in his throat. You continued to roughly fuck his throat. His jaw was beginning to ache. Still, he didn’t do anything to stop you as you continued to abuse his mouth. He looked so fucking hot! The lust mark on your abdomen was beginning to burn with desire. That familiar need which you couldn't resist was rising in your abdomen, and your pussy was getting wetter by the second as you watched Belphegor sloppily suck on your toy.

Your fingers reach down to feel your wetness, your pussy coating your fingers in slick juices as soon as they make contact with your entrance. You were soaked.

“I think it’s wet enough now”

Whispering to yourself, you pulled your dildo out of Belphegor’s mouth. And got comfortable on his bed. you leaned against his soft cushions before spreading your legs in front of him as he heaved for air. He panted, almost like a dog as he heaved for breath after you had all of your dildo shoved down his throat.

“Come here, Belphie.”

He turns towards you, gulping down his saliva as his eyes fixate on your wet pussy.

“Here”

You hand him your dildo, expecting him to know what to do without having to elaborate further. After all, All of the nights you've spent together must have taught him what to do.

He looked down at your pussy again before taking the dildo into his hand, sitting down on his knees in front of you so that he could get a perfect view of your exposed parts.

Belphegor brought the dildo to your vulva, slowly rubbing the dildo against it and lubricating it further with your juices. He nudged the tip against your entrance, teasing your wet hole with it until he finally slid it in. Inch by inch, it slowly sank into your warm pussy.

“Don’t just push it in, I also want to feel your tongue” Reaching forward, you pushed his head down against your pussy, and Belphegor eagerly lapped at your clit.

He thrust the dildo inside of you, continuing to pump it in and out even as his tongue rubbed and circled your little bundle of nerves.

“Mmm… Just like that” You purred as you melted against the cushion underneath you. Your fingers tangle into his dark hair, and you grip it firmly as he gives you head.

Squelch…Squelch…Squelch.

Wet noises filled the room while Belphegor fucked you with your dildo and teasingly licked your clitoris. Your whole body was tingling as the warmth from his tongue made your lower half burn pleasantly. You got to feel all of the toy pump in and out of you, pressing against all of the spots that made your vision go blank, And the knot in your abdomen was rapidly tightening.

Your body shuddered as Belphegor sucked on your clit, And he looked up to take a glance at your beautiful flushed face. You looked close to orgasm, so he sped up the pace at which he as fucking your dildo into you.

“So pretty ‘n sweet’ f’ me”

Belphegor mumbles against your core, his eyes glazing over with desire and need as he focuses his attention solely on pleasing you. His dick ached uncontrollably, the neglected tip leaking precum as he ate you out. While you were busy grinding your pussy up against his face, He wanted to replace your dildo with his own cock. Hell, he'd even shove his cock right next to your dildo. Point was, he wanted to fuck you so bad, his hard dick was hurting. Yet, here you were still bossing him around, while looking unbothered by how hard he was as you made him fuck that silly toy into you.

“Don’t look so frustrated, Belphie.” You purred sweetly, looking down at him as you continued getting your pussy fucked. “Maybe your turn will come later?” You said out loud, making your words sound more like a question than a promise to him.

“Sayin’ “Maybe” Isn’t convincin’.” Belphegor huffs out, “Maybe you’ll change your mind later ‘n leave me all pent up ‘n frustrated.” He points out, looking a bit grumpy.

“Maybe.” You teased, “We’ll see what happens. You will be good for now, alright?”

“ Ight…” He relents, And there you go again, managing to pacify him despite his sexual frustration.

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One, two, three, he’s managed to get you to three orgasms so far, and he’s working you up to your fourth. Your orgasms equaled the same amount of hours you spent cleaning his messy room.

So, to say that he’s pent up now is an understatement. He’s starting to even doubt that he’ll get to cum from you, and not his dumb fleshlight later.

It’s about 11 pm now, and you switched the lights to his room on long time ago.

“That’s enough…” You tell him quietly, feeling your legs grow a bit jelly-like after everything. “Y’ don’ look like you’re satisfied with me yet” Belphegor points out loud, voicing his thoughts clearly.

“Of course I’m not satisfied yet. I have a lot more planned for you.”

Uh-oh.

Usually when you said that you would pull a wild card on him. Considering how things were going all night, he’s sure you’re gonna make him do even more work now.

“What do ya have planned?”

“Stand up, and give me the lube again.”

He does as he's told quietly, his keen eyes watching as you took the bottle then stroked his aching cock.

‘Dammit.’ He grits his teeth, body stiffening as he curses quietly. His dick was too sensitive after all of your neglect to be touched like that all at once. You dripped the cool lube onto the tip, and jerked him off. Pumping the base of his cock faster, and squeezing the tip slower. If he didn’t bust a nut in an embarrassing amount of seconds right now then he’ll praise himself plenty for it later.

His train of thoughts pauses when he notices you're positioning the tip of his cock right at your entrance, next to the dildo. You urge Belphegor to slowly push himself into you after you lubed up and stroked his hard dick.

“Fuck…” You mumble slowly, inhaling as Belphegor’s cock stretches your pussy even further. Having one big cock in you was a lot- but two? If your pussy wasn’t drenched already then she was completely DROWNING right now. The size queen in you literally screamed in delight at the feeling of two cocks inside of you- It didn’t matter if the second one was a toy.

“...shit” Belphegor rasps as he completely bottoms out inside of your pussy. It was so warm, and his cock was getting the cum squeezed out of it with every inch which he pushed into you.

“Wanna know what will make this even better?” You suddenly piped up, asking him cheekily as you grinned to yourself.

“What?” He asks, his eyes focussing on where your hand was reaching down to fiddle with the bottom of the dildo.

“Vrrrrrrrrrr……”

A vibrating sensation made his cock pulse almost as quickly as the noises filled the room.

“Shit… y’ didn’t tell me it was a vibratin’ one” Belphegor groans, slowly pulling out of you before slamming right back in. He continues gripping your hips and pulling you back into him as he thrust forward. His pace was getting sloppy and he was beginning to lose rhythm.

“Don’t cum yet. You’re not allowed to.” You reminded him, noting the usual patterns of his behavior before he cums.

You wanted to tease him more- torment him for a bit longer since you were enjoying yourself so much. The lust mark on your abdomen egged you on, and your stamina wouldn’t die down as fast as a regular person’s would.

Your new plan is thaat you were going to let him cum- remind him he wasn’t allowed to, but not do anything to stop him from doing it. After he disobeyes your orders you would have to punish him! A perfect idea which turns you on so much.

Belphegor kept thrusting inside of you- disregarding your reminder of your earlier order, until he finally came inside of you, filling up your cock-stuffed pussy with his cum. His dick felt so sensitive after that, and the feeling of having it inside of your gummy walls together with the vibrating dildo was too much. He slowly pulled out of you right after he ejaculated.

He flopped onto the bed next to you. His chest heaved, and he panted for air as his hair stuck to his sweaty forehead. That was hot- too hot even.

His brain was too fogged up, and he was still relishing as he laid down- the post nut clarity nowhere to be seen yet. He didn’t feel it too much when you grabbed his chest, squishing his pecs under your palms, and flicking his hardened nipples. Belphegor finally regains some of his clarity when he feels your tongue lap at his chest- wet and hot. He bit back a low moan that would escape him, and his face flushed into a deep red.

“Hey… I’m still sensitive” He grumbles out. Your pretty boy quivered as you squished his chest, and licked his nipples. You had an awful amount of energy tonight, and he didn’t know how you were starting to match his demon stamina. But, It all made sense when he glanced down at your body and noticed the shining mark on your abdomen, placed right above your hip.

‘Asmodeus..’ He thought to himself, mentally cursing out the king of lust, yet thanking him for your increase of stamina at the same time.

Belphegor wasn’t too concerned about you getting on top of him, sliding his cock back into you again. This time you got into the cowgirl position, and he would sure as hell enjoy being your power bottom while you’re riding him.

“Oh, Clean this up for me Belphie”

Pushing the tip of your dildo against his lips again, he stared at the used object with some disdain as you were making him suck on it for the second time tonight. At least this time it smelled like you, and your slick juices on it still glistened as he licked the base, rolling his tongue around it before you pushed it further into his mouth.

“Mmm…mm” Belphegor moaned, the stifled sound slipping out muffled as you made him suck on your dildo.

He’d be damned to admit it, but having you ride him while he licked your juices clean off of the toy HE fucked you with was making him feel hot all-over again. Something about your more dominant side turned him on immensely, and he’d fuck his dick a hundred times more into you tonight- even if it was together with your toy again.

Maybe he should be grateful Asmodeus put a lust mark on you and made you such a nymph after all…

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[hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain]

They are having a SNORE OFF

[livelaughlovesubs]

Wait. Wait wait wait. I thought Gabriel or lucifers waist was very slutty already but- WHAT IS THIS????

Oh lord Jesus Christ wtf…. He’s beating the ‘sluttierst waist’ competition by an arm length what??? Holy mother Maria what.

I’m hooked, nahhhhh I need him and that waist omggg I found his eyes a little weird but that waist is to die for

Need my hands on him <3

[wihellib]

The Phones of the 7 Demon Kings

[r0-boat]

Whb Kings Do NNN Challenge

With a magic cock ring the Kings are (totally not forced) to do a 30-day challenge where they are forbidden from orgasming for the entire month of November let's see how they're faring!

If they win the challenge they get to have you for a week straight doing whatever they want to you.

Satan

Satan was extremely confident that he could do this challenge no problem. Human struggle to do this challenge and he's a king so obviously he would have a better chance.

After the first week he was whining and growling threatening you that as soon as this thing comes off He's going to fuck you and pump all his seed inside you. And you're not going to cum not even once as payback with the suffering you put him through.

Everything irritation because all he could feel is the throbbing between his legs tearing and ripping apart every stress ball in his hand as he tries so hard to stop him from knocking out anyone that mildly inconveniences him.

Mammon

He kind of likes the feeling of being pent up and needy for you. Mammon becomes more and more touchy as time goes on. He'll kiss you and touch you and before you know it he'll be spreading your legs to have more.

Just because he can't cum doesn't mean he can't fuck you, Don't let him do this! Because then he'll go on for hours and hours seemingly without end. Fucking you harder and harder, The sensation in his full balls burns so good.

He cannot wait for when this ring is off him and he gets to give you all of his cum.

Leviathan

Levi's lasts longer than you think, He has a high tolerance for pain like this so it looks like it's hardly affecting him.

In reality, He is in shambles. He can't think and it's driving him crazy He's even resorted to pumping his cock underneath his desk or anywhere where no one can see him. Moaning and gasping your name as tears and drool fall from his face.

He wants to cum, He needs to cum, but he doesn't want to lose this silly little challenge His pride depends on it.

Beelzebub

It's like he's being starved. Please please he's begging you he'll do anything! Let him cum.

He's made the grave mistake of fucking you and hopes he could perhaps try to convince you. But the pain just keeps getting worse and all he wants to do is finish inside you over and over.

He doesn't care about the challenge anymore He just wants to cum. When he pins you down he growls and moans like a feral animal rutting and bucking his hips to no avail. Muttering that he's starving and he needs to cum. The only thing to quench his hunger is feeling your core on his tongue.

Belphegor

How annoying... How very annoying... He thought he could just do this challenge get it over with and have you all to himself for a week as part of the deal. But it turns out he bit off more than he could chew. He thought he could just sleep through it and be done but no.

Wet dreams constantly wake him up and He wakes up with in all too familiar ache and stiffness. He wants to touch himself but he knows from experience it will just get worse.

He doesn't want to lose the challenge now because then it will make him seem weak. But he can't let this go unpunish. He might just give you to Beleth he'll know what to do to punish you.

Lucifer

Child's Play. He's done this his whole life it'll be easy for a month. In fact he's so confident that instead of a cock ring he goes a step further. A chastity belt.

That is what he initially thought, turns out since becomtemptations, it's a lot harder to resist such temptations. Now that he's accepted his pride is on the line and he will not lose.

Lucifer looks like he's unaffected; but believe me he wants you so bad And he will absolutely tell you how he's feeling if you ask. Perhaps he'll even try to convince you with his silver tongue to take off the belt so he could fuck you.

He kind of regrets the chastity belt now because all he wants to do is make you sit on his lap and grinding against you.

The demon of lust was never one to hold back. So when you put up a challenge he was vaguely familiar with he laughed and automatically refused but then you put up an offer he simply too tempting for him not to at least try... Having you for an entire week... Even if it's just for a week The fact that you'll be doing whatever he desires was what sealed the deal.

Asmodeus

He never thought being so pent up would feel so good. He hates it but at the same time the burn of not getting something he usually has a luxury too is addicting.

Only you turn him into a feral beast. And it gets worse This is mind betrays him showing him delicious images of flooding your insides with all that cum his balls is making. He can't help but taunt you and see the uneasiness and fear in your eyes as he's lasting longer than you expected.

[leviathanxprincess]

Introducing The Kings to Your Plushies

me and my bestie have a joke about my faves showing up to my place for sex and i would not realize and just start talking about my plushies based on this dumb post we saw once, thought it'd be funny to turn into an actual scenario lol might do this for the other devils, angels, minhyeok if the ppl are interested lol notes: mildly sexual - not really anything deeply insane, gender neutral reader !!!

Satan

On one hand, he thinks you're really cute. On the other hand, he's here to fuck so.

He's going back and forth so much in his head for a moment he's not even paying attention to you talking oops.

Gets so frustrated and angered from trying to decide what to do it ultimately ends with him just jumping on you.

Cut you off mid word with an incredibly heat filled kiss from rage.

Honestly you might not even 100% be certain what happened but you're not complaining!! You can always talk about the rest of your plushies later!!!

Well. If Satan doesn't fuck you until the point you're resting for the next couple days.

Once he actually pays attention to you talking about them he'll remember some names here and there, but he will get them wrong on purpose to try and see you angry lol.

Mammon

The reality is he probably got you most of these plushies.

He adores seeing how you cherish them and the lore you've decided for them!!

Will remember every single detail you tell him about them!!

He thinks it's super cute and will humor you for the moment.

However, Mammon will get what he wants eventually. But for right now you're so adorable how could he tell you no?

He is DEFINITELY teasing you later once he does get to sleep with you about how cute you are.

This man lives to see you embarrassed and shy from his compliments.

Is probably buying you even MORE plushies now, hope you're prepared for that!

Leviathan

I think it depends at the point in your relationship, if it's early on he might just toss the plushies aside and get to the point of what he wants.

Later on I do think he genuinely listens, even if he's impatient and pretends like he doesn't care. If it's important to you he does care, just doesn't always show it.

Especially if you use the plushies as a form of comfort due to trauma or any other issues.

You won't even realize how much he paid attention until he refers to your plushies by their names if you accidentally leave them laying around.

However he does still get jealous so so easily so maybe try not to spend too much time at once focusing on them rather than him.

He tries so hard but eventually the jealousy will overtake him and he will just get straight to the sex.

For what it's worth, he still found you cute! He just can't help himself.

Beelzebub

I'm not gonna lie, you might be able to successfully distract him for a good bit.

Dude's invested in the names and lore and anything you have created for them!!! He likes hearing about it !!!!

He isn't gonna be able to remember every single bit of these details but he might remember some of it here and there. Either way he likes listening to how you talk about them!

That being said he can only sit still for so long so maybe introduce him a little at a time lmao.

Especially because once he DOES start to get distracted he's gonna remember the original reason he was here.

And well. Yeah just like that it's time to fuck!

Because you successfully distracted him for a bit you might be in store for an extra long session this time so! Good luck!

Lucifer

He listens fully. Wants to hear everything you have to say about them.

He finds the plushies super cute, so he enjoys listening to your ramblings, even if he had certain intentions when he arrived.

But most importantly, he's so endeared, you're so absolutely adorable to him. The way your face lights up when you talk about them, he can't get enough!!!!

So he lets you have your moment.

And when you're finally done is when he's actually gonna fuck you lol. Yeah, that was still happening he had a goal.

And if he's teasing you extra specially tonight, don't even worry about it (whether it be from compliments or degradation who's to say!! just know you're gonna be crying extra hard this time he's so worked up from how cute you are!).

Of course, he remembers every single detail you tell him, he has that shit committed to memory. Asks you questions sometimes to see that adorable look on your face again!

Belphegor

Goodnight.

He tries to pay attention but he's ready to fall asleep apologies.

He showed up for sex and when it wasn't happening his brain turned off.

That being said the second you realize he's asleep and start trying to wake him up he's on you!!

Like okay conversation done we're fucking now right?

It's just easier to give what he wants and lecture him in the process.

It's fine he tries to listen later. That being said if he invites Beleth to listen too don't worry about it. He totally didn't tell him to memorize details for him because he's probably gonna fall asleep again.

Asmodeus

Sorry there's just no way to distract this man from sex.

If he's showing up for sex he's here to for sex !!!!

And he WILL get it!!!

If anything he just starts fucking you while holding up the plushies to you and asking you details about them.

Unfortunately you're kinda too fucked out by that point to truly answer them.

He's a fucking menace apologies.

And he cannot be stopped I fear.

That being said any information he does manage to get out of you he does fully remember!!

It's his own weird way of showing affection, ya know?

[from-leviathans-coffin]

[sparkbeast20]

Kinda sad that we didn't get an Asmodeus' version of this teaser

It feels incomplete T^T

[harunayuuka2060]

Kid MC: Belphie, teach me how to draw.

WHB Belphegor: I'm lazy. Just ask Beleth.

Kid MC: Please? You're best at drawing.

WHB Belphegor: Just draw random shapes.

Kid MC: ...

Andrealphus: What do you want to draw? Maybe I can help.

Kid MC: I want to draw Baba.

Andrealphus: ...

Andrealphus: Do you even know what your Baba looks like?

Kid MC: ...

Kid MC: *looks at the blank paper*

Kid MC: ...

Kid MC: *decides to draw two stick figures: one is them and the other is their Baba (Raphael)*

Kid MC: *smiles* *then hugs the drawing*

A low-rank angel: Sir Raphael! I was only following an order!

WHB Raphael: I forbid anyone from visiting Niflheim.

A low-rank angel: Please forgive me—*falls to the ground without his head*

WHB Raphael: ...

WHB Michael and Gabriel: ...

WHB Gabriel: Raphael had better hope I never cross paths with that child.

WHB Michael: ...

[sulumuns-dootah]

Waking up from a wet dream while sharing bed

⟡ Masterlist ⟡ 

Characters: Satan, Astaroth, Glasyalabolas, Beelzebub, Ronové, Belphegor, Gusion

Warnings/Notes: Beelzebub's part contains Somnophilia, Ronové's part was inspired by scenes from this official music video to a song Mein Teil by Rammstein

‎‧₊˚✧ 18+ Minors Do Not Interact‎ ✧˚₊

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“Oh~!” a breathy moan turns into a gasp as the deliciously erotic scene in front of your eyes turns into a darkness with a faint light coming in through the window. 'So it was all a dream, huh? Well that's annoying. And just as I was about to finish.'

The irritation at your denied release seems to physically manifest itself as a faint red glow right next to you. Looking in its direction you realise that it's Satan's eyes glowing from your annoyance. A slight move of your legs to get a better look at his sleeping form reminds you of your very real need, which only seems to have become more intense from looking at the mostly naked demon next to you. Sleeping on his stomach,only in his underwear, the blanket covering his bottom half, exposing his toned back, and his head turned to your side.

Images from your dream resurface in your mind. The positions and the things he told you and had you in your dream. If only you could go back to sleep and continue from where it left of, or maybe replay it and this time without missing out on the ending.

“Do you have to stare at me like that? You know I'm awake, right... Fuck, you look like Beelzebub when he's about to devour the whole meal with the table and the waiter.” a voice, even deeper due to his sleepiness, grumbles at you while the glowing red eyes slowly blink.

“And how am I supposed to tell? Sleep like a normal person and I'll stare at you only when you sleep.” letting your frustration cloud your voice you lay back down and turn to your side, away from him. You don't stay in that position for long though, as a strong, muscular arm pulls you back into position on your back. With a grunt, Satan moves himself to lay on top of you with his hips between your legs.

“M'kay... Explain yourself. Why the hell are you awake at this fucking hour?” he mumbles and nuzzles his head between your tits. As simple and innocent as that action was, it made your ache for him even worse. A soft moan comes out of your neck and you try to use it as a subtle hint by following it by a long sigh.

“Oh?” a single-worded question turns into a chuckle as Satan's tired mind catches up. Even while barely awake, the demon can't help but tease you with few slow drags of his awakening dick against your thigh.

With a few grunts he pulls himself up to face you and align his now hard cock with your needy, but still clothed pussy. As sleepy as he still is, his hands are quick to move the fabric of your underwear away and plunge himself into you. Satan can't help but chuckle at how little resistance your walls give. So needy, huh?

Picking up a rather fast pace quickly catches you up with the bliss from your dream. Trying to anchor yourself you reach out for Satan's horns. His thrusts are forceful enough to make you move up the bed, making your hands glide on his horns. The stimulation from both ends makes the angry demon roll his eyes back and loll his tongue out.

God, he looks even better than in your dream. No, you don't wanna finish yet. You wanna enjoy this view for as long as possible. This time he's real and there's nothing that will take your release away.

Satan's strong arms travel down to your hips to slam you back onto his cock. His nails dig into the flesh, adding pain to the intoxicating mixture of pleasure and weariness. To return his actions, you trail your hands down his hair, by pulling on it, to end up scratching at his back. Your actions make Satan growl and increase his pace.

The demon's red eyes start to roll back again, but this time he decides to ground himself by biting down on your neck. All of this stimulation and pain together trigger your earth-shattering orgasm and as an attempt to not lose your sanity, your hand flies back to Satan's horn and squeezes really hard, in turn triggering his own orgasm.

While still inside you, Satan lies back on top of you and curls up to have his head back on your chest. ”That'll teach you to stare at me while I'm awake.” he murmurs at last and softly bites one of your tits before falling asleep again, you soon following after.

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“Y/N.” a deep voice calls out to you, shattering your very vivid dream about having your cunt stuffed full with just two fingers of a certain depraved demon. Your eyes open even slower than you'd like to. Why did he have to wake you up?

“My, my... How clouded your gaze is. Was the dream so salacious, you'd nearly forgotten that it's merely a dream?” a low chuckle comes from Astaroth.

“Yeah, I just wish someone didn't wake me up!” you're mad. You barely have dreams, and erotic dreams at that. And now that you finally experience one, it has to be rudely ripped away from you?

“I do apologise, but you were calling my name oh, so sweetly, doll. I'd hoped that perhaps it would be rather kind of me to allow you to experience such scenario in your waking life, rather than merely as an, albeit vivid, but still nonetheless a dream.” for someone, who seemed to have gotten woken up by your gasps and moans, Astaroth was still very articulate. It takes you a while to process what all those words meant. Well, at least he wants to make up for the scenario he'd robbed you of.

“Oh.. Um...” you try to form a response, but the demon doesn't really wait for it. You find yourself being positioned between his spread legs, your back against his chest. “Now, tell me. What wicked things did I do in your dream?” he murmurs into your ear.

“B-but you already know anyway...” despite being made to voice your needs every time, that one part of your brain made you feel embarrassed each of those times. A veiny hand travels up your inner thigh only to ghost over your clothed pussy. “I believe we've been over this many times, darling. I cannot give you what you crave if you don't tell me.”

“Uhm... Well... In my dream, y-your fingers were inside me and you were whispering to me the nice things you always do.” you close your eyes and rest your head on Astaroth's shoulder.

A small gasp comes out of you as the ghosting fingertips start to make a contact with the fabric of your underwear. The tickling sensation immediately sparks your arousal back to life. Letting out a shaky breath your hands move to Astaroth's thighs and squeeze them in anticipation.

“Now, that's a good girl. I do wonder, what exactly have I been saying to you to earn such lovely reaction. Seemingly, in your dream you've lost all shame, dirty girl. I've never heard you say my name so unashamedly before.” the long, slender fingers start to push onto your nub with slow, small circles.

“F-fuck...” you let out a breathy moan as your body quickly starts catching up to the point where it's been interrupted. And all of that before Astaroth even barely started doing anything.

“Mhm... Such a good pet. Just look at the way your legs are trembling already. My fingers are going to ruin you.” a low chuckle vibrates from the demon's chest as the slow circles start to pick up speed.

The delicious friction is interrupted when the pale fingers move your underwear aside, exposing your heated core to the cold air of the room. Running his fingers through your folds to collect your leaking wetness, the demon uses it to make a few more quick circles on your clit and then finally plunges them deep inside you. You're so aroused at this point, that if it weren't for Astaroth's amused hum, you wouldn't notice their entrance. Just the feeling of having them filling you would be enough for you to finish.

“How wet you already are for me, my dear. If this is how wet you get dreaming about my fingers, I wonder how ruined you'd be after merely dreaming of my cock.” he taunts as his fingers start to move. Your grip on his thick thighs strenghtens to the point where your nails are surely drawing some blood.

“Nnghh...” the knot in your lower belly is tightening at a dangerous rate and you know that once you finish, Leraye and Paimon in the rooms sharing a wall with Astaroth's room will know.

As the pace of the digits inside you picks up, so do your moans. Every so often they curl upwards and make you make you bite your lip harder. Your legs are ready to give up any second, until finally, you can feel yourself getting close.

“My, how wonderfully you sing, dove. I can feel you're ready to come for me. Come now, wake His Majesty Satan himself with your sweet voice.” the notion of having Satan break the doors down to the very same room where Astaroth's fingers are exploring your insides, makes you shiver. You don't know yourself weather from embarrassment or excitement. Either way, the added sensation helps you push over the edge.

With toes curling and your thighs snapping shut, a whine leaves your chest as the blissful feeling takes over your mind. The lips, previously talking to you in such an obscene way start to kiss down your neck to taste the sweat which had formed there.

With your eyes now closed, the world starts to slip from you again without a care for the position, you're falling asleep in. The last thing you somewhat remember is Astaroth pulling the cover back over you and laying down with you still between his legs.

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“My queen... What a way to wake me up, but we should rather sleep. His Majesty has asked us to do a lot of things tomorrow.” as your consciousness slowly returns to your body, you become aware of your hips slowly dragging themselves against Glasyalabolas' thigh on their own.

“Oh... I- I'm sorry... I think I just had an exciting dream...” you blush as you bury your head in the brutal demon's chest even more than it already was in your shared embrace.

“Ah, but I'm afraid your 'sorry' won't do much in this situation, pet.” Glasya responds and only now your core becomes aware of the situation it's caused. It just so happened that the thigh you were humping from your sleep also had now rock hard and already leaking dick in the same pant leg.

“I suppose the only way to make such thing up to me is by offering yourself to me.” a slight thrust against your heated core fully indicates to you exactly what the tall demon plans to do.

To your surprise, you're not rolled back onto your back and your clothes torn off. Quite the opposite, actually. Glasyalabolas merely pulls his length out and slides it between your thighs, which are resting on top of each other due to your sleeping position.

“You might as well finish what you've started. Well go on, get yourself off on my cock like you intended to.” he slowly starts to drag his shaft along your pussy. The tip teasing your clothed entrance and never entering. Your clit experiencing a delicious friction both from the movement as well as the fabric barrier between your heated flesh.

“M-my king, I need your cock inside me, please.” you grip onto his broad back and dig your nails in ecstasy. Sadly he seems to do the exact opposite as his hips are slowly coming to a stop.

“No. Think about this as your punishment. Now get to work or I shall punish you much worse tomorrow.” the thought of being spanked and whipped with a crop until you're sobbing sends a thrill down your spine. It almost makes you want to misbehave, but your body really seems to need this release, so you start slowly dragging your hips. The deep groans coming from the brutal demon are like music to your ears.

The closer you're getting the harder it is to keep your hips moving at a steady pace. A strong arm comes down to move your underwear to the side, unlocking a whole new intensity to your mutual stimulation. Glasya seems to also have picked up on your struggle and decided to help you out by grabbing your ass and moving your himself.

“My God, My king, this feels so good!” you sob into his chest as your walls clench around nothing.

“Hah, flattery won't make me go easy on you, dove.” a breathy chuckle leaves Glasyalabolas at your blissful babbling.

A large hand lands a few spanks to your ass, making you jump in surprise and fist the demon's sleeping shirt. You can tell he's getting impatient with the way he's moving you back and forth on his dick. His hips also seem to start thrusting again. All of this bliss makes you feel like screaming, but you bite your lip as hard as you can. If you woke someone up or even worse, made someone investigate, you'd surely be punished extra painfully.

The temperature seems to be only rising under the covers and you're starting to feel the familiar tingling, meaning you're starting to get close. The same hand from before now squeezes one of your ass cheeks, bringing you dangerously close, only for a low moan coming from Glasya to push you over the edge. As you cum, your thighs clench together stronger than before, pushing the tall demon to completion too.

“Good girl. Too bad it had to be me who finished us both off. I expect you waiting for me on the bed on all fours when I come back from my last errand tomorrow.” with his eyes already closed again, he grumbles. His softening dick is still between your thighs, but you don't really care. Now you have more fun to look forward to tomorrow.

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As your dream slowly slips away, the feeling of something wet against of your pussy and wet sounds mixed with moans takes over your senses. At first you think it's your, oddly, very early period, but then the wet thing starts moving. A sudden, brief wave of movement sickness takes over you as it seems that the bed is slightly moving back and forth.

A loud moan forces you to finally look between your legs and see Beelzebub having the time of his life there. His horn is fully drenched, making a mess of your oversized sleep t-shirt that bunched up above your abdomen. His green eyes are fully focused on the sight of your cunt, as if carefully deciding on which part of his meal he'll devour next. His hips are moving in a thrusting motion, rubbing his dick on the mattress, causing the bed to move like that.

A blissful whimper leaves your lips at the realisation of what's happening, when Beelzebub, who started to suck on your clit, slowly looks up at you, making an eye-contact. His eyes are clouded over with lust and his cheeks are red with blush. The sight alone is so euphoric, you close your eyes and allow your head to fall back onto the pillow.

Beelzebub licks a stripe from your hole to your clit and bites right next to it. “Wakey, wakey... Finally joining the party?” he chuckles and makes a trail of kisses down your inner thigh, starting at your knee.

“Mhm.. With a pretty invitation like this, one can't refuse.” your hand finds his golden hair and start playing with it. His hair is sticky with his horn cum, but you don't care.

“Exactly! You called my name so hungrily, smelling so divine, it led me right between your legs and you weren't even awake! Those are some bad manners, Y/N.” Beel playfully scolds you and pulls himself up so your faces are the same level.

You can feel his pierced cock throb against your thigh as he pulls you in for a heated kiss. The pierced tongue explores your mouth and makes you taste yourself. You hands travel from the demon's back to his ass to squeeze it, making him buck his length against your soaked core.

Beelzebub moves slightly down your body, to start playing with your nipples. He pulls one into his mouth, biting and sucking on it, occasionally running his cold piercing over it, making you whine underneath him. To tease him back, you start to run your tongue around the tip of his horn. His deep moans vibrate your nub back in return.

Lining up his manhood with your entrance, the king of flies only pushes in the tip, waiting for you to beg for him to push in even deeper. Instead of that, however you start stroking his horn slowly, to drive him insane.

Having provoked a reaction out of him, he starts slamming into your without a mercy. Stars start floating in the corners of your vision and you're pretty sure your neighbors are going to complain tomorrow, but who cares? It's not like you'll be able to go open the door to them, or go anywhere else for that matter.

The headboard of your bed is loudly banging against the wall and if you weren't having your insides rearranged by the strongest demon in Hell, you'd be worried about denting it or the bed falling apart.

You're both starting to reach your peaks. It seems like barely anything even happened, but who even knows how long he was between your legs, rutting against the mattress before you woke up. Deep growls leave the demon above you, indicating that he's holding back to allow you to finish first.

Your hand moves to rub fast circles into your clit. Finally arriving, you bite into Beelzebub's shoulder so your neighbors don't call the police on you. Letting loose, the demon stuffs his dick as deep as he can and fills you up with his cum with a loud moan.

“Wow... Stay the night?” you pull Beel into an embrace once he slips out with a few whines.

“Can't. Wouldn't be surprised if Bael or someone else was monitoring your place to send for me when I'm here. Besides, I don't want you to be in danger if angels decided to attack me.” he lights up a cigarette and offers it to you after blowing a cloud of smoke, ”I'll stay until you fall asleep, though, if it'll make you feel better.”

“Good enough for me.” you accept your small win with a smile and accept Beel's cigarette.

“Just make sure you don't have any of those dirty dreams of yours. If I have to come back here, I'll have you screaming the whole night without mercy.” he jokes, but you know his threat is real.

The two of you manage to once more sloppily make out, before you rest your head on his chest and fall back asleep.

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A thud startles you awake. Your eyes snap awake to see Ronove standing in front of the door to your shared bedroom. Even without being able to fully see his eyes, you can tell they're mischievously scanning your form as his leatherbound arms are crossed over his chest.

Why? You wanted to surprise your beloved demon by waiting for him, dressed up in a white lingerie complete with angel wings. Sadly, the lunatic infector took his sweet time and before you had the chance to present yourself, you apparently fell asleep. And only now, noticing the position of your hand, in your underwear, the realisation of having a wet dream completes the puzzle.

“Having fun without me, angel?” he enunciates clearly around the red ballgag in his mouth, his head cocking more downwards as if to meet your gaze more intensely.

“Well, what was I supposed to do when you were who-knows-where for so long?” the sleepiness fully leaves your body the moment he starts to slowly walk towards the edge of the bed. Ronove's strong hand yanks you towards him by your leg, making you squeak out. Your legs are forcefully spread out to expose the wet crotch of your lace bodysuit to the cold air of the room.

“So sassy, for a poor soul who's trying to clearly get ravaged by me. You must be really brave to dress as something I'm known to enjoy breaking apart. Or perhaps, you'd wish to experience the same, hm?” he kneels between your parted legs, leaning over your body, which is now completely at his mercy. Maybe you've actually made a mistake.

In mere seconds the large demon manhandles you into a kneeling position right in front of him with your upper body held against the front of his chest. A hand with black-painted nails comes from behind you to fondle your tits as the other one stays firmly around your waist.

“Ah, exquisite choice of lace, little one~” Ronove muses as the active hand moves down your body over the material, tracing the stitching only to arrive to your heated core. Instead of continuing his fondling there, however, he tears the fabric with one firm tug, eliciting a yelp from you at the sting of the action.

A slight chuckle leaves the lunatic demon and your upper body is roughly pushed forward, to leave you ass up, pushed against his growing hard on. The sound of a small clasp being undone is followed by his saliva-drenched gag landing next to your head resting on the bed.

“Now, when it comes to dismantling angels, I personally enjoy doing such while they're still alive. For me, the best part is, you see, the way they scream. So please, don't hold back.” his voice is now more clear as he purrs. The words he says make you even more nervous. What is he intending to do?

The sound of Ronove undoing his pants interrupt you from your slightly panicked thinking. His two large hands come down to spank both of your cheeks to rip the first scream of the night out of you. He's barely touched you and you can already feel tears well up in your eyes.

Another scream is pushed from your lungs when the strong demon's rather large cock gets slammed into you without mercy. You barely have the time to regain some air in your lungs when he starts punishingly pounding away. Your hands start fisting the sheets below you as each thrust pulls another small scream or cry out of you.

You can't see it from your position, but Ronove is very intrigued by the wings you'd chosen to wear. He reaches out to stroke them. The feathers feel nice against his hands. He really wants some of them in his collection despite not actually being from an angel. You're his angel and that's good enough for him. Still, the need to destroy is still present and so he can't stop himself from grabbing a fistful of the white, iridescent feathers and tear them off of the cardboard base and throw them into the air above you.

As the small fluffy things descent around and on top of you, you're shocked to realise, that Ronove's rough approach to you is already managing to start drawing out your first orgasm of the night. One of many. You cry out and writhe underneath the mountain of a demon, but there's not escaping.

“How deliciously you sing, my angel. If you keep this up, I won't be able to stop myself until the sun's come up.” he laughs hoarsely, almost like the brutal pace is not taking a toll on his stamina at all...

Sometime around your fifth orgasm you'd started hoping he'd finally be satisfied and allow the two of you to rest, but you did keep screaming and he did, indeed, keep his promise. By the end of the night you'd completely lost track of how many time's you'd called out his name on the verge of consciousness, barely holding onto your last threads of sanity.

As you passed out, completely exhausted, Ronove admired his work. Your bite and scratch covered form laying lifelessly, surrounded and covered by the feathers, which your wings few hours ago consisted of. He was starting to feel slightly tired too, but he had to yet add new feathers to his collection. And so he picked out few, which seemed practically unharmed and silently left the room to go update his collection room.

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Your blissful sleep gets interrupted by your body's involuntary twitch. If only there was a clock in the bedroom so you could tell how late at night it is.

“Oh, you're awake.” a simple statement forces your eyes wide open.

Rolling over to your other side, you're able to take in Belphegor, awake and watching some anime on his tablet. The light from his device gently illuminates his features from a low angle and interestingly highlights his peculiarly placed piercings.

“Some kind of dream you've had. Been tossin' and turnin' most of the time.” his eyes don't leave the screen for a second. With his head bent down, some stay strands of hair are loosely hanging in front of his face, but he doesn't seem to mind.

Images from of your dream suddenly start flashing in front of your eyes, reminding you of why your body kept thrashing around. You had a really hot dream. A vivid picture of the dream's Belphie's double-irised eye rolling back makes your thighs clench together. With that action more pictures arise.

Even dream you should've realised that it's a dream since the sleepy demon was uncharacteristically energetic. Tossing you around and bending you over various furniture that seemed sturdy enough at that moment before breaking it and moving on to another available surface.

“Must you glare at me, woman?” Belphegor interrupts your recalling. The vision of being pounded into while most of your body is in mid-air dissipates and you come too see him giving you a tired side-eye.

“Oh! Uhm... Sorry, just wondering how come you're awake.” you try to hide your embarrassment at being caught by squashing your face more into the pillow, still intently watching the demon's actions.

“Sure ya are,-” he pauses the anime, which only now you realise in actuality is a Hentai,”Y'know I gotta be awake sometime too, right?” a grumble comes out of Belphegor as he runs a hand through his hair to fix the stray hair back into place. With a slow blink his focus is fully turned towards you, expecting an answer.

“I mean, yeah, but why in the middle of the night? Why not during the day so we can do something together?” the three irises are staring at you intently, almost boring holes through you. Both of you know the answer why, but it's worth to try asking every now and then, right?

“'n why are ya awake then?” completely disregarding your questions, Belphegor sets the tablet on the nightstand next to him. His attention is fully on you and you know he knows. He has to. There were times he smelt your arousal before it even hit you.

You pull yourself up to sit and proceed to crawl on all fours towards him. Bringing your face extremely closely to his, you whisper: “I need your dick inside me.”

The demon's eyes slightly widen and he smirks. His hands find your hips and pull them into his lap, “Well you're lucky I'm in a good mood.” He's already hard, as if he'd expected your request. So he did know. “But ya still gotta do all the work.”

“Yeah, I don't think you need to tell me each time at this point.” you say with bitterness lacing your words. Was there even a time you haven't done all the work? Your hips at this point as if know from memory all the right movements to make you both feel good. Still, you want some variation, dammit!

“Hey, ya better be grateful that I'm letting ya have any. If ya don't like it, ya can use your fingers.” he grunts, his threat of leaving you needy only half empty. As you try to answer, he takes his length out and slams you on it, making you whine out instead. To his credit, his hands are guiding your hips this time, which already is more participation than usually.

“I-it's just that I'd like to change things up sometimes. Doing the same thing over and over again can get boring.” you try to answer him again, this time successfully. Belphegor doesn't answer anymore. From his movements, you can tell he's over this conversation. His head is tilted back as his half-lidded eyes watch you as you fuck yourself on his cock.

All of a sudden darkness starts creeping up into your vision, but it's not one of passing out or falling asleep. It's Belphie's power engulfing you. Your heart starts to race to the point where you're afraid it'll give out any minute. The building pressure of the void that's fully surrounded you and the king of sloth somehow makes the knot in your lower belly tighten with much greater intensity.

The very tips of your whole body tingle and are numb at the same time. The only thing that feels right is the movement of the pierced length that's dragging in and out of you. Your body seems to be moving on its own, as if he's the one moving you up and down despite not being able to feel his hands, or see them for that matter.

It's not long until you feel like you're either gonna die or have the most intense orgasm in your life. The sight of you must be one to remember. Your brain is so clouded over with pleasure and the sheer intensity of your surrounding nothingness, that the only thought you're able to muster up is 'This is it. I'm dying.'

The knot in your stomach coming undone hits you like a gunshot. Your eyes fly open as if there was something to look at in the void. The void doesn't last for long, though. The more you start feeling yourself move on Belphegor's still hard cock again, the more you're coming down and the room starts appearing once more, the emptiness dispersing until it's gone.

“How's that for changin' things up?” an exhausted question brings you back to earth and only now you realise, how much your thighs burn from the workout. Yep, you're definitely gonna have to be carried around for the next week.

Your body fully gives out and you slump right next to the demon. Only now you notice that he didn't finish alongside with you. You'd feel bad and offer to despite all your soreness help him get off, but looking up from his chest, you realise that he's soundly snoring away.

Oh well, maybe you can still put your fingers to a good use, just like he wanted you to. Unless you yourself don't fall asleep during it, that is.

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“Gusion?” your bare feet make their way through the hallway of your house. You're looking for your beloved demon, who you've failed to find sleeping next to you. Normally, you'd feel guilty asking for help with your problems, but you have the feeling he'll be glad to help out with this one.

A soft light coming from your office slash library reveals the location of the smart demon. Pushing the door open, it takes you a second to find him. The desk is covered in many scattered papers and some opened books, but the from of a tall demon is missing. Only after fully entering the room you spot him crouched down like a goblin, his back to you, intensely muttering to himself above a paper filled with numbers and symbols.

“Gus?” you call out to him. At first you're not sure if he's even heard you, but then his head slowly rises and even slower turns in your direction. His demeanor makes you slightly nervous. It's almost like you're his prey.

“I-I might have something I need your help with.” you squeak out but Gusion knew that already. When you interrupted him from his thoughts, the scent of your arousal hit him like a truck.

The demon's body triples in size as he rises from his crouching position. His sharp eyes are scanning your half-naked body, still clutching a corner of a blanket in your hands that's dragging between your legs on the ground. It almost makes you look like a toddler who had a bad dream and searches for its parents.

Each step he takes towards you helps him regain his composure despite wanting to do the exact opposite, but he can't, not yet. Once he's standing in front of you, his slender fingers lift your chin up to meet his gaze, ”Hm, and what can I help you with, love?”

He's teasing and you both know it. You drop the blanket and reach out to pull Gusion down to your level so you can look him deeply into his eyes. “You're smart. Figure it out.”

An amused laugh leaves the smart demon and his hands are quick to pick you up to lay you down on the paper-covered desk. A hopeful thought about all the ink writing being dry flies through your mind.

“Now, judging from how sweet you smell, I gotta deduce that you've had an interesting dream.” Gusion thinks out loud as he's undoing his tie. His hips slot themselves between you legs which have fallen open on their own. “Mmh... you're so soaked. Did you already try to handle your problem on your own?”

“Not quite!” you giggle on your little victory while you can, knowing that you probably won't be able to laugh once he's inside you. The smart demon hums contemplatively as he's pulling your underwear down, possibly coming up with the best punishment for your little taunt. Still, you decide to push your luck even further, ”Actually, I woke up with my fingers already inside me.”

“Semantics.” Gusion's head rises with a toothy smirk. Oh, you're in for a ride for sure. His hands spread your legs more than necessary until your thighs start to strain. As he's pulling his uncomfortable boner out, he contemplates: “Now, what am I working with here?”

You're about to respond with another witty remark, but all that comes out is a gasp from having the long, slightly girthier dick plunged inside. Just having it inside you is enough to reignite the fire inside your womb. The situation you're is just as hot as the dream you've had.

Gusion's thrusts are slow, teasing even. You could sound off and ask him to go faster, but you're smart enough to know it's just a ploy so that he can start pounding into you to the point the desk's legs will surely break.

“This what you needed?” the demon taunts you when he doesn't get the reaction he expected.

“Hm.. Not really. Guess you gotta come up with something else.” you mock pout in fake sadness. There's no way you'll let him win that easily. Your response lands perfectly as intended and only seems to rile Gusion more up.

“Well... Then you better hold on tight, because I'm not responsible if something happens to you.” a growl leaves his lips as he swiftly flips you over like you weigh nothing to him.

Your hands grip onto the edge of the desk just in time for Gusion to start pounding into you, making the desk slowly move on the wooden floor. Thankfully the desk's got those floor protectors or your floors would get ruined. Not that either of you care at the moment. Funnily enough, it was Gusion, who suggested them.

You can feel the papers underneath you get crumpled and wrinkled. Some of the book stacks start to topple from the surface on which you're on. The sound of the books hitting the floor interrupting the sound of your moans and Gusion's grunts.

A tattooed hand sneaks its way from your hips to your hair, tangling itself into it. It's not pulling, but it is firmly holding your head in one place as his hips force your body to move back and forth on the wooden surface.

The pain on you scalp, as good as it feels, gradually makes you wish you already finished. It's late in the night and you've got things to do tomorrow. Gusion can sense your frustration and his other hand moves between your legs to trace random equations on your clit.

Before he even manages to finish tracing the first one, you can already sense the cusp of your climax. To push you over the edge, Gusion leans down to your ear to deliver one more teasing line, “You've been quiet for a while now. Did I also manage to find a way to shut that smart mouth of your up?”

You finally come with a whine, making the demon above you laugh and with few more trusts he finishes as well. As the serotonin floods your brain, you're trying to catch your breath. A strong, inked arm hooks under your waist and helps you get up. Not for long though. The moment you're upright, your knees buckle as a warning that they're about to give out.

Sitting down on the chair in a short distance from the desk, Gusion sits you in his lap as well. His hand comes to your face to brush away any hair that stuck there due to the sweat. The demon gently pulls your face towards him so he can plant a soft kiss on your lips and mutters: “I just want you to know that this is my favorite problem to solve for you.”

[omkookie]

Kitty Eating. 7 kings + Minhyeok.

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, oral, piv, possessive demons, clone fucking, 69, all that, demon fucking is filth.

Satan Who messily eats your pussy, sinking his nails into your soft skin while gripping your thighs with vigor. He gets your juices all over his face while making your eyes roll back. He gives you one last teasing lick before pinning you down, pushing your knees against your chest and inserting the head of his cock right into you. He starts to pound you ruthlessly, Reminding you that he's the one who brought you to hell and you're his. Nobody can take you from him.

Mammon who gives you everything he has, including himself. He kisses your face, prepping it with little kisses and showing his love for you. He lovingly kisses your eyelids before his big tongue delves between your legs, teasingly licking everywhere but your clit. His fingers prod your warm pussy, spreading its lips apart before licking your sweet juices. His amber eyes glint and fill with lust as they look up at you adoringly. He mumbles that you're his. His love, his master, his everything.

Leviathan who fums enviously every time he manages to smell one of the other kings on you. It looks like he has to remind you that in the end you're his. You belong to him! Him and only him! Don't you ever dare to think that you belong to another devil when he's right here.

He purposely annoys you to make you choke him, and then he has you sit on his face and smother him with your pussy. He's the type to savor it with his tongue and lick all of your juices up, almost to the point of overstimulation.

Beelzebub- he eats pussy, he eats ass, he's down to rub his tongue and face against anything you offer him. He'll have his clone fuck you from behind while he's underneath you, tongue licking up your clit and jerking himself off. You're getting yourself gangbanged by his clones, and Beelzebub doesn't stop them until you're a drooling mess, body tired and pleasantly sore (and covered in loads of cum)

Lucifer found it very cute how you suggested he gives you head. You were so adorable in his eyes, of course he can't refuse you when it's what you desire. Are you the emotional type who happens to cry during or after sex? Yeah? Well, he's found his type then. He'll eat your pussy so skillfully, you'll become a blubbering mess until you shed some happy tears. His cock gets painfully hard, all because of you and those sweet tears you cry. You might have been embarrassed about crying before, but now being a crybaby is more of a plus with Lucifer.

Belphegor couldn't care less if you're crushing his face. Squeeze his head with your thighs all you want, he's still getting his meal and then making you ride him after.

He'll eat you out from behind, putting you in a 69 position just so you can suck his cock while he sucks on your clit. His fingers play with your wet slit, curling and pumping into it. He'll have you squirting on his face and cumming your brains out while you have your mouth full of his dick.

For the king of sloth, he doesn't slack when it comes to eating his favorite pussy.

Asmodeus’ affections are too much.

He's a literal sex god, and he comes off as intimidating due to his overwhelming nature. He has his moments of being sweet and tugging on your heart's strings, but even those can feel manipulative after you've had sex. Maybe it's the natural pheromones from his body, or maybe the contract that makes his lust consume you- you can never think rationally when you're with him.. You'll always end up with your legs spread over his shoulders, and his tongue exploring your sweet pussy while he praises you. <3

You're so beautiful, and that pussy is his no matter who gets a taste of it. it will always belong to him, and he reminds you of that before he shoves his cock into you.

Minhyeok- Is sloppy but very enthusiastic! He knows what he has to do, so he just has to put his knowledge into practice! He hums as he melts between your legs, his tongue shyly exploring you as you guide him on how to please you.

He strokes his hard cock while he eats you out, moaning against your pussy as he manages to bring you to an orgasm. He gets all shy and proud of himself. He gives your clit a kiss after he's done with your pretty pussy. <3

[hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain]

[livelaughlovesubs]

~ dawg Belphegor is wearing an anime girl shirt

Yea he is, he’s an otaku

Trigger warning for sadistic stuff

A pathetic otaku who we should totally bully, wanna grip his hair and stick it into a toilet while fucking him and make him puke ☺️ he should totally choke on the water while cumming on the floor

[eternal-auditor]

Belphie pspsps

[wihellib]

[r0-boat]

Ok what about the kings rut headcanons? Please please please please please please 🥺

You asked and you shall receive!!

Whb Kings Rut Headcannons

Cw: darker than I anticipated, breeding, biting (hard biting like drawing blood), mentions of cannibalism, yandere behavior, Demons becoming more primal in rut, especially asmodeus, free use, Dubcon/noncon

Satan

If you didn't think he would get any more violent. You're dead wrong with all this extra testosterone coursing through his veins. All he wants to do is fight things. With a legion of loyal subordinates who also want to fight and destroy, Gehenna's streets become the purge; all their rage and stress are released at once.

And they like this! Starting brawls in the streets, clashing horns and gnashing their teeth as they wrestle each other with their bare hands. Demons are challenging Satan for his claim on you bonus points if they get beaten up in the process.

But Satan wants more. He wants to fight something and feel like he's in danger, with no weapons, guns, or flamethrowers, just him and his bare hands going against something much stronger than himself. He wants to prove his strength to you and take you after winning a brutal fight. To smear his blood and semen onto you, claiming you as his.

The other kings are the only ones who can equal his strength, either in magic or in muscle. His temper somehow becomes shorter as he is itching to jump across the table and fist-fight Mammon.

His subordinates fear their King will hurt you, but it's the opposite. He's so gentle and needy that he whines for your attention. Dragging his tongue across the nape of your neck and burying his face to smell your sweet scent. Spinning you down with all of his strength, wrapping a muscular arm around you before harshly grinding his hips into you to reach as deep as possible. Unless he becomes provoked... Then that's a whole other story. You won't be sitting right for weeks.

Mammon

You are his possession as much as he views himself as yours. And he takes great care of all of his possessions. But you seem not too keen about being his... It's not like it's your choice to make anymore. Humans are fickle and don't know what they truly want. He can give you everything. So why haven't you submitted to him yet? Mammon becomes more pushy with his advances. He may be a pacifist, but he knows how much stronger he is than you are and is not used to the word no.

Of course, Mammon will worship you like any other night when the two of you get frisky, but you notice that his touch becomes more and more rough, from gentle caresses to harsh, grabbing and handling you like a doll. He not only likes to take care of his possessions but also uses them to their fullest extent. A demon of greed is still a demon of greed, And you are his favorite toy by far. Part of him wants to display you for all to see. Another part of him wants to drag you off into his bedroom chambers for you never to be seen again.

Maybe he sees you more as an exotic pet or a commodity. No matter how much he tells you that you own him, all demons are slave to their instincts when rut season is here. With the deep urge to mark you He will not hold back to how many teeth marks and hickeys he'll put on your body.

Once he feels those squeezing velvet walls around his cock he will never let you go. His body will quickly overwhelm you as he loses himself to pleasure. He will dress you in the finest silk gold and jewels. Then soaks his cum all over it. He doesn't care The price will probably go up with his seed seeped into the fabric.

Leviathan

In Hades, Few nobles show how much their rut affects them because that usually means feeding into their king's jealousy. Especially when they just so happen to have the same rut as Leviathan's

During this time, no one looks or talks to you in his presence. Mammon thinks about locking you away forever. Leviathan would actually do it.

I think Rut Leviathan becomes borderline yandere as he becomes more open about how much he wants you. Murmuring scary thoughts out loud of how he wants to lock you in a nice cage, throw away the key. Or cut a little piece off to always have with him. Or threaten to kill people close to you. All the while, he's balls deep inside you with little care of how fast he's bucking his hips (very wholesome, very romantic 💞)

He is hanging on by a thread, and all it takes is seeing you with another for him to lose it. And once he does, He will fuck you without mercy, drill his hips with every ounce of his being until the two of you can't think of anything other than each other. If he has to break your mind with his dick, he will.

Needy and petty, willing to do anything to get just a sliver of that attention. The usually refined, elegant demon becomes nothing but a moaning, drooling beast. He will fill you up. You will be claimed.

Beelzebub

That ferocious sexual hunger is tripled. No matter how much you seem to satisfy and he just wants more more more more more. And keep in mind this man has clones, too. He will let go, and his clones will swarm you.

He bites; if it weren't for his other clones tending and touching you, distracting the sharp pain of his teeth and breaking your skin with pleasure, you would be screaming in pain. It's honestly a miracle how he didn't lose control and consume you. Only because he finds the taste of your juices even sweeter, once he's between your legs he is never coming back up. A hand vigorously stroking his cock as he tries to ring you out and suck you dry. Coke sing you to cum on his tongue again and again until you physically can't give anymore. And he'll still want more after that.

Having a more sensitive nose than any other demon in hell, He is drawn to you like a moth to a flame. He'll smell you from anywhere. No matter how far you are, he'll still find you. He'll bury his nose in the name of your neck and start rolling his tongue across your flesh and wanting just a taste of you—the taste of something he'll never have.

It's almost as if he loses control of his powers since his clones don't disappear after he finishes. They stay with you, tend to you, touch you, fuck you, suck you, Constantly until their rut ends and their control returns. His dick will not leave you not. Even if you leave to go to the bathroom, he'll jump on you as if he hasn't seen you in years. He'll even be inside you when you're trying to eat or drink water, just slow grinding as he promised you he'd give you a break. He's trying to hold back.

At the end of his rut, he'll get super hungry since he rarely eats during his rut because all he can think about is fucking you. His subordinates and His people worry that he might lose control and eat you, so food will always be provided at his convenience when in a rut.

Lucifer

Obsessive dangerously obsessive. His angel body is not used to the intense hormonal heat that is a demon rut. He was not expecting His rut to come so strong... It has to be because of your influence. He tries so hard to fight back but all he could think about is you.

He could barely control himself and his body around you as is now it seems like his rut is trying to get him to mate with you to claim, punish and worship you. It's like two sides of him are fighting with each other. To bully you till you scream and cry for him. Another part of him screams to to praise and take care of you.

He punishes and overwhelms you to the point you cry. All the while, he praises and worships those tears that fall down your cheeks. Kissing them away as he fucks you harder, muttering about how well you're taking him, and you look so divine like this, like you were made to be nothing else but a cock sleeve.

Lucifer has been getting the increasing desire to learn every little bit about you put you under a microscope and examine every little hair on your head. To memorize every little twitch in your body and squeal you make. To learn what reaction you make when he tilts the angle of his cock just a right inside you.

He may or may not have a secret binder filled with detailed facts about everything you do or about you in general. But he always goes back to during his rut either to fill out more or read to himself to.... Relieve stress. His rats would have been a lot worse if it weren't for this binder so you're welcome... I can't imagine what the other Kings will do to get their hands on this.

Belphegor

It's cold and you're so warm... Would you be a doll and be his little cock warmer? His toys are nothing like the real thing. Sadly he can't sleep and masturbate at the same time and his wet dreams just make him wake up wanting more so why don't you stay here for a while and be there so he could use you as he pleases.

In meetings? He's snug right inside you! You're trying to sleep? Well he just woke up any needs to start thrusting right now, He's laying down and reading? Now don't be shy start grinding...

The farther in his right cycle the more active he becomes no longer are you just warming his cock now he's starting to grind into you. Feeling your walls milk him murmuring how you're his favorite toy.

Belphegor in rut is very needy. You can't leave for a second without him trying to follow you in some way. He can't bear to part with that warm tight hold of yours. Every time you try to move away from him he whines and cries out in displeasure.

I wouldn't try pushing your luck if I were you. If you tease him anymore he'll just flip you over and go crazy. Fucking you back into submission showing you who's a really in charge of you. If you keep misbehaving he's going to have Beleth join in and trust me you don't want that. He's not as nice as Belphegor is.

Asmodeus

Losing all control, He is no longer a demon at this point now a feral beast wanting one thing. A Mate. Not just anyone though... No not just anyone will do, He wants you... He wants you in the most primal way, drill you into the soil the both of you howling and pleasure. And of course since it is the season to feel lust his power is significantly stronger to the point where if he were to escape all of hell would Make people have orgies in his path. For the safety of you and frankly everyone else

So, at the start of the demon rut season, They chain Asmodeus up and lock him deep underneath the Abaddon red prison. If you still want to visit him that's your death wish but the guards think perhaps maybe you can calm him down since his rut only had gotten worse since he came back to hell.

Asmodeus is now completely naked His form in the middle of his human form and beast form as he struggles to maintain control. His smile widens as you see. His nostrils flare at your scent as he books his hips, his cock with a swollen knot at the base.

However, if you didn't visit him... He would break out and find you... Hunt you down like a hungry animal. There is no high; there is no How are you? There's just chasing and breeding. He looks at you with wide, unblinking eyes, stalking closer, ready to pounce. A beast with a sadistic thrill of the chase so much so that he'd rather toy with his prey before taking you completely. He'd rather slowly make you known of his presence that he draws near and you better find an escape plan before he gets you.

You better pray that you are not out in hell alone at night. Any other time, he would love having the kings underneath him, but now His instinct screams that they will take you from him. He will fight them with his bare hands and prove to you that he's the better male and hopes you'll choose him, give your body to him, and let him mark you as his mate.