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fanfictionstuff · 2 days ago

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Mephisto x Pregnant Reader

A mix of requests I received. Reader isn't showing yet, and the fact she's pregnant isn't the focus. My friend asked me to write multiple scenarios with Mephisto and a pregnant wife, but we'll see. Mentioning sex, but SFW

That bathtub scene has gotten to my friend LMAO

You huff, glaring at your husband from the sofa in his office. “I think your child is trying to kill me.�� You place your hand on your stomach, just under twelve weeks along. You have nearly thirty to go. Mephisto turns to you, looking utterly appalled. “Our child is doing no such thing. Besides, you had cravings before the pregnancy.”

“Not like this! Sweet, salty, and greasy all at once. I constantly feel sick because it’s just too much. I’m worried about gaining weight at an unhealthy rate.”

“Gaining weight during pregnancy is perfectly normal.” You give him an unimpressed look. “I’m talking about exceeding the normal weight gain during pregnancy.” Mephisto spreads his arms toward you. “Come here.”

“No.”

Mephisto chuckles softly, his forest green eyes sparkling mischievously as he reclines in his chair. "My dear, you consistently deny yourself the pleasures I offer," he says playfully, a knowing smirk playing at the corner of his lips. "But beware, resistance only enhances the temptation."

With a theatrical sigh, you rise from the sofa and make your way over to him. As you lower yourself onto his lap, Mephisto's hands settle gently on your waist. He leans in closer, his warm breath tickling your ear as he whispers, "You know, pregnancy suits you. The glow in your eyes rivals even the stars themselves."

You can't help but laugh at his flattery, a blush creeping up your cheeks despite yourself. Mephisto's charm is undeniable, and his words have a way of casting a spell around you.

You playfully swat his chest, attempting to hide your growing smile. "Flattery will get you nowhere, Mephisto," you say, although the teasing tone in your voice reveals your true feelings. His laughter fills the room, a melodic sound that envelops you like a siren's song.

"But my dear, I've already arrived somewhere," he replies, a glint of mischief in his eyes. "Right here with you."

Mephisto's gaze fixes upon you, radiating an intensity that sends a delightful shiver down your spine. His expression becomes more serious, yet a trace of his familiar playfulness remains. "I have a proposition for you," he murmurs, his voice smooth and velvety. Before you can pose any questions, he closes the distance, pressing his lips softly against yours in a lingering kiss.

As he finally pulls back, there's a devilish twinkle in his eyes. "You see, my dear," he begins, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper, "we could indulge in a soothing bath together. Just imagine: warm water, flickering scented candles in the soft glow, and the two of us... enjoying each other's company.”

“You just want sex.”

“And you don’t?”

You can't help but chuckle at his audacity, shaking your head in mock exasperation. Mephisto's playful banter never fails to amuse you, even in moments like these. With a teasing glint in your eye, you lean in closer to him, your lips brushing against his pointed ear as you whisper, "Well, who am I to deny my husband such pleasures?"

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fanfictionstuff · 2 days ago

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Amaimon and The Exorcist 4

So, I'm going to write two versions of a Lewin x reader fic, one a bit more sensual but SFW, and the other more comical. They should be out by Monday. - If you have any Blue Exorcist requests, feel free to send them my way. Male character x fem reader.

“He’s becoming attached to you. You need to nip it in the bud now.” Seti warns, jumping onto your bed. You turn your back to him, annoyed. “I’m exhausted; I know you are too. Let’s just sleep. It can wait until tomorrow.” You complain, moving to the side of the bed to leave the fox a bit of space. It’s too early to fall asleep, but you're exhausted after being woken so early. You don’t want to wait another few hours.

“Every minute you take brushing it off, he’ll grow more attached. Call Mephisto.”

“You’re exaggerating; I’ll call him tomorrow.”

“_____.” Seti warns, but you’re too exhausted. “Come on, Seti, let’s just go to sleep. I promise it’ll be fine until tomorrow.”

You’re jolted awake the next day by a knock at the door. Checking the time, you see it’s just before seven. With a groan, you drag yourself out of bed. Though you’ve managed to get twelve hours of sleep, you still feel utterly exhausted. As you enter the living room to answer the door, something interesting catches your eye on the sofa. You take a couple of steps back. “Hey, hot Seti is back," you remark. Seti snarls at you in response. “Shut up, idiot.” Your fox familiar is perched on the sofa, appearing as a man with tanned skin and shaggy blond hair that matches the large fox ears atop his head. You know there’s a fluffy fox tail behind him as well. He’s dressed in an old t-shirt and your oversized basketball shorts. “Are those my clothes?”

“Would you rather I walk around naked?”

“Why are you even like this?” You motion to his form.

“You’re about to see—it’s your boyfriend at the door.” Just then, there’s another knock as Seti speaks. You nod and open the door. “Amaimon, could you please wait until at least nine before coming over?” You stifle a yawn.

Amaimon doesn’t even respond to you; his attention is instantly on the fox sitting on your sofa. A terrifying snarl appears on his face at the sight of Seti. “Amaimon?” You question nervously.

Seti rolls his eyes at the king’s reaction. “I told you, idiot.” Your gaze shifts from Amaimon to Seti; Seti remains relaxed on the sofa despite the angry Earth King. “Kill me, and you’ll never have a chance with her,” he comments casually, scrolling through various movie options on the TV. “He’s too attached _____.”

“Uh, Amaimon, please calm down. Seti is like my brother.”

“I feel more like a parent since I always have to look after you. You behave like an annoying teenager who won’t listen.” You frown at the fox. “I’m not a teenager.”

“Then stop acting like one. Amaimon, _____ is weak; she isn’t worth the trouble. Just leave and find someone who is worth your time.” He glanced back at Amaimon over his shoulder. “I promise you, she’s not worth it.”

As you begin to speak, a piercing glare from Seti silences you. I can’t believe he said that. While he isn’t wrong—compared to Amaimon, you’re extremely weak. You can’t even dream of being on his level, as that would be pointless. But did he really have to express it that way?

Amaimon pauses, his anger fading as he turns to meet you with a strangely blank stare. “You’re weak?” you frown and nod. “Compared to you? Absolutely.”

He tilts his head, appearing to contemplate the situation, and you brace yourself for his departure, thinking that a demon king like him wouldn’t be interested in someone so much weaker. You suppress the sting of disappointment—not because you’re necessarily falling for him, but because the notion that someone might discard you for lacking power is genuinely painful.

Seti turns on the sofa, propping his head on his hand against the backrest, prepared to watch the demon king depart.

Both of you wait calmly, though you feel a slight worry that he might decide to kill you just for being weak.

He speaks in an emotionless tone. “You’re weak, so you need someone to protect you.”

“...Huh?"

Seti narrows his eyes. "That’s what I’m here for, King of Earth.”

Amaimon blinks, his face remaining expressionless. "But I’m her boyfriend, so it should be my responsibility to protect her, right?”

Your head snaps to Seti, but he appears just as shocked as you. He recovers more quickly than you do. He glares at you. “This is what happens when you ignore me, idiot.” He then snaps something in his long-forgotten native language. Although you can't understand his words, you are sure he's saying something regarding how stupid you are. Possibly worse going off his expression.

Seti stands up and quickly makes his way toward the front door. “Uh, Seti, where are you going?”

“He hasn’t even been here five minutes, and I’ve already got a headache.” He then addresses Amaimon. “You want to be the weak human’s boyfriend? Be my guest.” Then the asshole walks out the open door.

In disbelief, you shift your gaze from the door Seti exited to Amaimon, then back again. That asshole. How could he insult you like that and then abandon you alone with the demon king?

“______, kiss me.”

“At least take me on a date first, damn.”

“…okay. Where?”

“…I don’t know.”

“So, you can kiss me until you think of something?”

“You know what? Sure. Let me go brush my teeth and change my clothes.”

You quickly step into the bathroom to brush your teeth and make yourself look a bit more put together. You wash your face, brush your hair, and take care of a couple of other tasks to feel more presentable. Finishing up in the bathroom, you head to your bedroom to get something comfortable.

Amaimon waits patiently for you in the living room. As you enter, he steps closer, but you raise your hand to push him back gently. “I’ve thought of something," you say. Amaimon frowns. "I want a kiss," Sensing that the demon king might become a bit of an asshole if he doesn’t get his way, you quickly press your lips against his cheek. “There you go,” you say, and as you pull away, your eyes widen. Gently, you lift your hand to brush against his left cheek. “Even a kiss on the cheek, huh?” A faint blush spreads across his face once again. “I’m surprised by how sensitive your vessel is. How old is it?” Amaimon glances to the side like he’s trying to remember. “Nineteen or twenty, I think.” Your eyes widen at this new information, but then it makes sense. His body is essentially an eighteen-year-old virgin. “That’s why you’re so sensitive; you’ve never been touched in this vessel.” You share with him since he seems confused by the reaction.

“Does that mean you’ve never been touched?”

“Huh?”

A clawed finger pokes your cheek. “You are blushing, too.”

Seti was right when he said he’s more like a parent than a brother to you. When you first came to True Cross, you were initially excited about the freedom it offered. However, you quickly realized there was no freedom to be had; Seti was much stricter than your parents. You rarely had time to spend with friends, let alone a boyfriend. It wasn’t until the last couple of years that he eased up enough for you to have a social life. Unfortunately, thanks to him, you became too socially awkward to start being social. So yes, you’re in the same boat as Amaimon’s vessel.

“No, I’m not.” You deny; if you can’t see it, you can easily deny it.

“Really?”

You nod.

Amaimon steps forward and presses his lips against yours, reminiscent of last night. He kisses you with curiosity and intensity, his warm lips exploring yours. It's not a passionate kiss; instead, it feels like an investigation, as if he's trying to gauge your reactions through this simple act. As he pulls away, a rush of conflicting emotions washes over you. His touch lingers on your cheek for a moment before he steps back.

"You're lying," Amaimon's tone is blunt. "Your body doesn't lie, _____."

You try to keep your composure, crossing your arms defensively. "I'm not... affected by your kisses at all."

Amaimon raises a brow. “We should test it."

He leans in closer, his lips almost touching yours once again. This time, the kiss lingers, a gentle pressure that sends a delightful shiver down your spine. His touch is light as a feather against your skin, prompting you to close your eyes, unable to resist the overwhelming sensation. When he pulls back slightly, his gaze remains locked on you, searching for any sign of your reaction.

"You're enjoying this," Amaimon bluntly states.

You groan, pushing him away. “It would be weird if I didn’t enjoy kisses from my boyfriend.”

Amaimon nods. “Yes. That’s true.”

As he steps forward to draw you into another kiss, you extend your hand, halting him. “I thought I told you to at least take me on a date.”

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“Did you tell that damned earth king he can have ______?” Seti snarls, stepping into Mephisto’s office.

The King of Time lifts his head, slightly surprised to see the humid fox. “Of course not. I simply instructed him to leave her alone after she finishes introducing him to the customs of Assiah during this time period, primarily in Japan. Much has changed since his last visit.”

“So, tell me why he’s claimed her as his.”

“He what?”

“Amaimon bluntly stated, ‘_____ is my girlfriend,’ and added, ‘Big Brother said I can have you.’”

“Well, as long as Miss ____ turned him down, it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“She didn’t.”

Mephisto’s eyes widened. “Oh dear, and why wouldn’t Miss ____ turn him down? It’s odd she accepted; you didn’t warn her otherwise?”

“Someone told her Amaimon has a short attention span and that he’ll move on within a few days.”

Mephisto lets out an exaggerated sigh. “I didn’t instruct Miss _____ to agree to any requests he might make beyond learning about Assiah. My only request was for her to introduce him to the modern world. Knowing Amaimon, he will most likely get bored and move on within a month.”

“You can’t be certain of that.”

"Indeed, regrettably, Miss _____ has restricted herself to only two potential outcomes concerning her relationship with Amaimon. While we hope for the best, should he develop an obsession with her, we can only wish that she reciprocates his feelings. If not, this could lead to a toxic yandere dynamic."

Seti’s face twisted in disgust. "Must you use such ridiculous terms when discussing something so important?”

Mephisto smirks. "Alright, let’s hope Amaimon doesn’t become a clingy, delusional, and manipulative sadist.”

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