#Rimuru smut

[thistletisle]

Men who whimper when you tease them, sucking on the tip of their cock, he begs for you to make him cum and that he needs it so bad.

You find this quite adorable and finally end up giving him what he wants, slowly, you sink onto his cock while he lets out a moan and grabs your hips.

“F-fuck h-ha…! O-oh my god.. I love you- I love your pussy s-so much..!”

Armin Arlert, KUNIKIDA DOPPO, Atsushi Nakajima, OTHELLO, Yuri Briar, Rimuru Tempest, Giyuu Tomioka, Laios Touden, CHILCHUCK TIMS, Balam Shichiro, Ronald Knox, SANJI. Ranpo Edogawa, Serizawa Katsuya, SIGMA, And your favs <3

[luxthestrange]

TTIGRAAS Incorrect quotes#54 Tardy

Rimuru: Sorry I'm late, I was doing stuff and got distracted- Benimaru: I'm stuff Soei: I'm got distracted... Y/n*Walking behind them with a blank face* We had sex

Demon Lords(Minus Milim):...

Rimuru*Facepalms but his reddened ears expose him*...

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slime rimuru tempest x (chubby) reader

KINKTOBER: dumbification

word count: 1.6k words mdni ! 18+ this monsterfucker kinktober post is a match made in heaven with rimuru already a slime

you didn't expect this to happen, if six months ago someone told you that you'd meet the demon lord rimuru and become completely devoted to you him you wouldn't believe them and you'd believe them even less about the tension between the two of you.

you're a traveller, never settling down and never having enough money to do so anyway. you can't build a house with your own hands and you can't afford one, so you travel, camping out in woods and when you can you spend nights at cheap inns.

you're just a regular human, there's nothing special about you in particular, just a bit more sceptic and wary than others and someone who knows how to haggle, bargain and get good deals after travelling alone for so long.

rimuru saw something more in you.

the plan was to go into tempest for some supplies apparently they have high quality made equipment and goods but that plan derailed as you quite literally bumped into rimuru, after being distracted by a shopping display and not seeing where you were walking. you apologised quickly and rushed off.

it was meant to be in and out, staying for the day and maybe the night if you had somewhere to stay that you could afford but you were captivated, that day turned into a week and so on. you were the only human citizen in tempest.

after awhile you and rimuru actually met properly and soon after you became completely devoted to him, you were his third secretary. a shock to everyone, especially shion and diablo but he payed those shocked looks no mind.

rimuru wasn't experienced when it came to love, in this world or his last one, he died a virgin and never had a real girlfriend so when he met you he didn't realise his feelings, all he knew is that he wanted to see you everyday. he was captivated by you, the only human in tempest who also had no fear or hatred against any of the other citizens. you always managed to make his cheeks pink whenever you spent together, it was only natural to make you his secretary.

you were never sure if rimuru was capable of love, at least not in a romantic sense but that didn't stop you loving him. you didn't mind those feelings not being returned, you were grateful that you were in his life, that you get to attend meetings with him and invited when he visits other kingdoms. glad you were trusted to do things like write letters for him whenever he busy or didn't want to leave his slime form.

the first time rimuru's turned into his slime form and jumped into your arms instead of shion's who was standing next to you sent a shiver down your spine as you felt shion's anger and frustration towards the situation. gobta would often tell you how shuna and shion competed for rimuru's attention, especially in his slime form wanting to hold him and carry him so when he jumped into your arms it felt terrifying. you can't judge them for it though because he is so squishy and holding him is very comfortable.

recently you've been spending more time with benimaru, you've noticed the change in spent time with people but you've needed his help with tasks that you didn't want to bother rimuru with or any of the others about. benimaru mentioned to you how he's always there if you need his help with anything when you became rimuru's secretary and you've taken him up on the offer.

rimuru has noticed this change too, he's not a jealous person but he misses your attention. he's trying to be logical and rational but he knows you're hiding something, he can see that you're spending more time with benimaru and you're almost secretive about it however you just don't want rimuru to think he shouldn't of given you the secretary job if you can't handle it so you don't tell anyone benimaru's helping you with something.

'is benimaru planning to make you his third wife?' he feels wrong at that thought because you can't be benimaru's wife, you're his secretary.

rimuru finds things that only you can do, you're his secretary after all and his teasing has increased. he's always teasing you about one thing or another that's maybe one of the reasons why you fell so hard for him and honestly you're not really sure how this happened or why but you've been helping rimuru all day and you're completely alone with no one else in the building. "i'm busy all day rigurd, don't let anyone in," rimuru told him in the morning, hopefully that means he'll be able to spend the whole day with you.

you still don't know if rimuru feels romantic feelings but as he's crowding your personal space and saying, "are you okay, is it too hot in here?" you're completely flustered, heart racing, eyes wide and round cheeks warm.

rimuru smirks as you stutter, "n-no i-i'm okay." he gives you a bit of room and you breathe deeply, trying to clear your head and rimuru has to stifle a chuckle. he watches as all thoughts empty your head, looking at him in a daze and biting your lip, they look so soft. he wants to feel your lips on his. he wants to bite your lip.

you don't know if he has romantic feelings but when he moves back into your space and presses his body against your soft plump one all thoughts leave your head, a glint in his eye as he slots his mouth against yours, the only reaction you have is pure shock. you never thought this day would come but it's so hard to form any thoughts as rimuru holds onto your arm and your tongues tangle, rimuru dominating the kiss, you just along for the ride.

a breathy moan escapes you when rimuru slithers his hands under your shirt and brushes his hands along your breasts and kisses your neck. he drinks in every new noise you make as he runs his hands along your sides and breasts. "is this okay?" he already knows your answer due to your reactions and he smirks when you nod your head.

it's torturous as rimuru unbuttons your shirt, slowly, one-by-one. rimuru turns his hand to slime and you gasp as the sensation. he pushes you gently onto the desk, and opens up your plush thighs with his knee, pulling down your skirt and continuing to run his hands along you making you shiver in the process. he fumbles with your bra, his hand that isn't in slime form currently trying to unhook it before he gets annoyed at how long it's taking and turns into his slime form, eating your bra and landing on one of your thighs. you've held rimuru plenty on times, you've felt his squishy form in your arms but feeling him while your naked is a completely different sensation.

rimuru is prideful seeing the effect he has on you, dying a virgin and struggling to undo a bra wouldn't be the best sign but it's obvious how you're enjoying it.

still in his slime form rimuru wraps himself around your upper body, and two slime tendrils move to your nipples and flick them, with each flick and movement his pressure and pace he uses change. you pant loudly, tongue lolling out, and head slack. "does that feel good?" rimuru asks teasingly and you do your best to reply but it's just incoherent mumbles and weak head nods.

rimuru slides down your body and consumes your underwear. your body shakes when you first feel him near your inner upper thighs, so close to your cunt. "r-r-rimuru, w-what are you doing?" you're finally able to string a sentence together, droll is coming out of your mouth. you bring your hands to the side of the desk and clutch tight, holding on to them for dear life. rimuru shushes you and moves closer. "s-sir please!" this time rimuru giggles when you call him sir and beg, he can tell at this point you don't even know what you're begging for.

"i hear you," he responds and suddenly he moves to your clit making you whine as he starts moving and rubbing all around you, then actually delving into you, slowly at first but only at the beginning, changing his shape and size to fill you up and tease you. when he hears you get louder and he knows from porn and when he pleasures himself that means you're about to cum he decreases in size and slows down, stopping you cumming again and again. the feeling of rimuru moving inside of you is like something you've never experienced before in your life- slimy, soft, squidgy. rimuru finding it hard to stop when he feels you clench and twitch and it's even harder with your loud moans. if you were anything other than human the desk you're holding onto would have long since broken. as you orgasm you scream, your eyes unfocused. rimuru savours it all before slowly moving out of you, you whimper and he turns into his human form.

"let's see if i can make you scream like that again, loud enough that everyone hears. that benimaru hears." he undresses and slots himself between your thighs, stroking your hip. your ears are fuzzy and not one word he's saying sinks into your head, mind completely blank.

he pushes into you and you both whine. your head moves to his shoulder and you lazily wrap your leg against him wanting to bring him even closer to you. there's no one else he'd rather lose his virginity to.

[demonicsaintess]

Rimuru x Guy // Your First Time… Again?

Rimuru has been summoned back to the Octagon table; or rather, Guy’s castle; or to be more pointedly, his bedroom. Not to do anything but business of course— I mean, unless being alone with him and being forced to hear him whisper every lie I’ve ever wanted to hear, isn’t business. Then, I suppose it’d be a more personal visit…

Link to the fic on Ao3 here

Warnings: sexual content, swearing

Please Note:

*obviously I don’t own anything and this is just for fun. Also, remember Satou/Rimuru are virgins lol.

** also I used the word boy here. Rimuru is of age but due to his small stature it just flowed better for being the bottom, okay? Okay.

*** also, of course the vagina is more complex than the way Gii explained it; I just wanted him to “mansplain” it for added flavor 😂 since Gii is technically genderless as well

*Setting the Scene*

Rimuru shook his head as he walked through the cave. Plip Plip… sounds of water dripping from the stalactites could be heard echoing throughout the cave as Rimuru ceased his steps. Before him laid a large sone platform, inlaid with the intricate carvings for it to be usable as a transportation portal.

This dull headache seems to be present more often than not these days, he thought as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Sometimes I wish I could freely stop time and space… So many people were wheedling his time away, blathering on and on about regulations, and rules and such. It’s nice being The Ruler of Monsters, but… goddammit just forget about it—

Running his hand through his loose iridescent blue locks, he stepped onto the platform. Drawing a hand up to form the magick circle, he let out a thin stream of magicules envelop him, and pull his body. Just as it felt like he would actually move, he appeared, in a sparkle of light, at the center of a dark room.

*Gii’s POV*

“G-Gii-san…?” The small figure trembled in front of me, slowly unfastening his buttoned up white shirt, shyly glancing up between thick white lashes. “Gii… Gii-san!… GII-SAN!!”

My eyes shot open to see the same blue boy straddling my waist. But instead of unbuttoning his shirt, he was beating me with a pillow… and instead of being shy and cute, he was swearing at me for a number of things. Oh well, nagging can be cute too, “Good morning to you too, Rimuru-chan~”

I sat up with a yawn, pretending not to notice the vein threatening to burst on his pale face. “Relax, relax Rimuru-chan! You‘re far too beautiful to be angry at such an early hour, it’s awful for your skin you know!”

The pale blue boy glared at me while delivering a swift punch to my abdomen. Ah! that punch was definitely pulled, “I’m a slime! I always have good skin! And I told you I’m an adult, enough with the brotherly endearment! It’s also 11 at night?!”

I stifled a laugh watching him flare up. He called himself an adult, and I’d even accidentally seen a few of his past memories within his mind of what he looked like as a human man, when we had the last summit meeting. So why was it every time he was around me, the little slime “adult,” turned into a hopeless, whining, mess?

I finally gave up in holding back my laughter, clutching him within my grasp as I threw us backwards on the bed.

Bracing myself on top of his small frame, I took in the innocent golden eyes, that shone brightly with confusion. I inadvertently shivered, and grabbed his thin hand bringing it to my lower half. I gazed at him between half-lidded eyes, and growled at him, “Now, now Riumuru-chan~ play nicely, you started it now. If not,” I hitched one of his thin legs up, wrapping it firmly around my waist.

“Besides, why did you transport here of all places Rimuru-chan~ you wanted to see me, right? Hey, tell me,” I leaned in, grinding my knee against that spot feeling much less than what Rimuru preferred to be there. I knew it.

“Rimuru-chan~ you’ve become quiet, what’s wrong?~” Glancing up, I met those amber eyes that now reflected a much deeper desire. Here it comes~

*Rimuru’s POV*

Shit! He’s got me again.

I’ve retreated within myself momentarily to bring me a few minutes respite before I had to reason with this fool. I flinched as I felt myself pulled forward onto the bed. My hand was brought up to his pants, letting me feel the warm hardness emanating within the silk folds of his stupid, soft robe.

What does he think he’s doing?! Like hell I’m interested in this! I don’t even… like…him~ That’s.. odd, why… is it painful to think about that….

*Gii’s POV*

I watched the small form wiggling beneath me.

His breath started to become little gasps as I clutched him into my body. His leg still wrapped around my waist, I brought my knee up further, making him push his hips forward eagerly to reach me.

He’s in a female form…?

I suppressed a groan as I buried my head in his shoulder. Nipping lightly at his ear, he started to whimper as I took his lobe between my teeth. A few seconds later, violent shiver rocked his body as I felt him start to dampen the place he was grinding into on my leg.

He’s losing it,

I pulled him closer, shifting my knee up and down to further stimulate his budding desire. “Rimuru…” I breathed into his ear. He responded with a small groan, wrapping his arms around my neck.

“Gii-san…” he whimpered, “I can’t take it anymore… please…” I peered into those golden eyes, half lidded, eyelashes fluttering with desire. “T-Take me…” he begged, tears softly forming in his expressive eyes. I took a deep breath to calm myself. “You know I won’t stop when I start… are you sure?” I softly stroked his head, causing him to nuzzle into my hand.

“It’s okay… since it’s Gii-san… since it’s Gii-san, it’s good.”

Gulp.

I swallowed hard as those amber eyes gazed at me with anticipation. I rubbed my thumb across his soft lips, before eagerly taking them into my mouth. He cautiously parted his lips, allowing me full control. Darting my tongue in, I tangled it with his, earning a series of small whimpers as I drank him in without abandon.

Pulling apart, a silvery thread remained.

Then, as my eyes bore into his, he unconsciously licked his lips, making him look look like a cat enjoying it’s treat.

An act that he probably doesn’t even realize he did.

*Rimuru’s POV*

It’s happening AGAIN. I don’t know why my body keeps responding this way with this man! Also, why do I have female genitalia?? I don’t even remember actually seeing if this one was useable! So why is it here!

I lost my chance to think further about it, when my leg was pulled and wrapped around Gii’s hard, lean waist. I gasped when he ground his thigh into me.

Why.. why does this feel so GOOD? Ah~

Feeling the growing heat in my stomach start to tense, I looked up at Gii-san to find his eyes boring into me.

However, instead of the bright red that normally showed, they were dark, and filled with lascivious inclination.

I felt my cheeks heat as he looked at me like that.

He really wants me…

“Gii-san…” I managed to gasp through the deep kiss he had me locked into. “I can’t take it Gii-san, please.” I whimpered as I gripped his strong shoulders. “I know you can feel it,” I pushed my hips forward to meet his thigh again. “Take me…” I whispered as I bit his ear lightly.

Gii-san stared at me intensely, lust mixed with monopolizing greed. He buried his head into my shoulder, breathing in sharply as he clutched his nails into my shoulders, and he held me tightly. I whispered into his ear as he laid me down gently on the pillow, “Be gentle with me Gii-san…” I whispered as he gripped my hand and brought it to his mouth.

*Gii’s POV*

“Hold onto me Rimuru,” I wrapped his arms around my neck as I pulled him over towards the middle of the bed.

With one hand I caught both thin wrists and held them above his head. I used my free hand to rub his lips again, as I left a trail of small love bites along his jaw. I saw him open his mouth, small puffs of air coming from him as I brought my teeth further up his neck.

Fucking beautiful… Is all I could think of as I gazed at him.

His eyes were shut tightly, a small crease between his brows. His diamond shaped mouth was letting out soft moans, giving me more access to explore him more.

“Rimuru-chan~ you’re so sensitive~~” I softly teased him, enjoying the bits of frustration that peeked out between the shades of lust.

Seeing that he needed more, I moved my free hand to his shirt. I slowly unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, lightly teasing his pale throat with my finger tips.

I earned goosebumps from him, while he moaned when I caressed his soft skin. I slowly removed the shirt from his body. Sucking in my breath raggedly, my gaze darkened upon the pale boy between my arms.

Flesh of jade and bones of ice…

The couplet appeared in my mind, as I took in the shimmering body beneath me.

His face was flushed as deep breaths came from his mouth, his lips still red and swollen from the kiss.

I slowly traced his waistline, slipping my finger tips into his shorts. I felt him start to tremble again. I looked at him cautiously, planting a firm kiss on his forehead. I kissed both his cheeks, making my way down his slender body. The loud moan that escaped his mouth was an affirmation of why he was here.

This man, who thought of himself as an adult, was the same slime who ruled an entire country. He’s quite revered throughout the land, as a frank and fair ruler; and right now, here he was, begging for mercy, as if he was in heat.

I slowed down teasing him, I could see it in his eyes that I had him where I wanted him to be. I looked into his eyes and his face flushed when he realized what was happening.

“W-wait!!! Gii-san…” I looked up at him from between his legs. I could see fear flashing across his face. Remembering that his first time was only a couple days ago, made me snap out of the lust filled trance I was in.

I reached my hand out to stroke his hair that sprawled around his body on the bed. Taking a lock of the pale silvery blue hair into my grasp, I brought it to my mouth, laying a small and delicate kiss upon it. Looking into his eyes, I nodded.

After confirming with him that he was alright, I finished removing his pants. His pale skin seemed to glow, even in the dark room. Laying one last reassuring kiss upon his shoulders, I then took his other leg, and wrapped it around my waist, so his growing patch of wetness, was pressing against me. “Rimuru-chan~ do you like it when I tease you? Do you feel good? Do you need me to stop?” I whispered into his ear. Soon I heard a small voice reply between labored breaths: “No… Gii-san.. don’t… don’t stop…”

*Rimuru’s POV*

I can barely think straight. It feels like I’m drunk… but I shouldn’t be able to get drunk…

Another moan ripped out of me as Gii increased his gyration against me. Riding his momentum, I couldn’t help myself from pushing up into him. I felt the heat building in my stomach, while my most sensitive place was being rubbed upon. I felt it grow increasingly slick, as Gii continued to stimulate me.

It feels so good…

My movement against my body jolted me back to the present. I looked down, Gii’s fingers were pulling down my pants.

“Gii-san…” I whimpered, looking up at him in trepidation. He slowed, gathering a bit of my hair into his grasp. He brought it up to his lips, an act that told me he’d be careful. He didn’t want to hurt me; and he wouldn’t hurt me.

He whispered how much he cared for me into my ear, as he ever so slowly pressed a finger onto the small bud of my slit.

Tremors rocked my body as I stiffened. The electric feeling that coursed through me was confusing, but… I wanted more!

What WAS that?!

I desperately searched my mind for the knowledge I had about sex, and all I could come to the conclusion of was, it was the vagina. Something on it caused that. I’m almost 100% sure.

*Gii’s POV*

All I could do was grunt in extreme satisfaction, feeling the pleasure ride through his body as I first touched him. The shivering he was doing after that let me know that he has no idea how a vagina works!

I chuckled softly as I laid him back onto the bed. Leaning over him I kissed him softly.

He’s so eager, I thought, as I peeked at him with one eye.

His softly arched eyebrows, were slightly furrowed, as his tongue danced with mine.

He was trying to sit up to get closer, when I pushed him away, so he was flat against the bed. I started sucking on the one spot by his jaw that he loves; the spot just near the small mole on his neck, the spot only I knew about.

I made my way down, pausing to nibble along his collar bone, tracing lightly with my tongue down his sternum. I caught one small nub into my teeth, as I teased his soaking wet entrance with my fingertips.

Just a few seconds of rubbing it and he’s this close, smirked inwardly as I continue to fondle his chest.

His cheeks were growing more and more flushed as he started to twitch beneath me.

I bit down harder on his nipple, and he let out a deep moan, arching his back against the bed, shaking violently as I increased pressure from my other hand.

Fuck, I groaned as I slid one finger up his wetness and across his clitoris.

Rimuru rode out his orgasm, while he laid a soaking mess beneath me.

I gripped him tightly, until he slackened in my arms and began to timidly sniffle bringing his small hands up to cover his face.

“Rimuru… Rimu-chan, are you crying?” I sat up immediately and gathered the shaking boy into my arms. “Rimu-chan what’s wrong? Tell me, it’s okay I’m sorry Rimu. Did it scare you?”

Rimuru looked up at me, his clear gold eyes glowing in the darkness. He nodded slowly, and buried his head back into my shoulder.

���Oh…? Ohhh… Rimuru. That was your complete first time with THAT… wasn’t it…?”

Again the boy nodded; this time without raising his head.

This poor, poor thing. What am I supposed to do with you when you’re this naive?

I willed my heart to steady as I took a deep breath. Bringing him out from my arms, I stood up. Tightening the sash on my robe, I gathered his clothes, and quickly used magicules to clean them. I laid them neatly on the chair across the room, and then I turned to my small blue slime. I grabbed the thick blanket I keep at the end of the bed, and wrapped him up swiftly so nothing but his head was exposed. Then, I sat down across from him and smiled.

Look at that hair. A “Ruler of Monsters” he says, but still acts like a child.

I looked into his eyes, “Rimuru, do you know what you made?” I asked gently. “N-No.. well I mean, yes technically, but I’ve never seen one, like, in real life. Let alone use it…” His voice came out as a small whisper as he buried his crimson face into the blanket.

“Okay that’ll help. Listen to me explain, alright?” I smiled gently to encourage him.

Why do I feel like a father giving their child the sex talk?

I quickly dismissed the thought, pulling my full attention back to Rimuru. “Ok, Rimuru, what you made was female genitalia. Specifically the kind for human women. I’m assuming because of your memories as Shizue-san. It functions differently from… what males have. The last time you were here, we performed anal… because you… were in a male form.”

Jesus I can’t believe he’s making me do this. Where is Raphael??

I continued on with my explanation. “When you use female genitalia for sex, it’s different.. There’s two places you can stimulate a human woman to make them climax... One, is their clitoris. Which is that little spot on the top near your labia. Oh, and labia are the lips that enclose the vagina.” I held my hands out and twisted my fingers, trying to diagram it crudely.

“Anyways! What happened to you was a female orgasm, from having your clitoris stimulated. I’m sure it was quite a shock for the first time.”

I softly laughed and laid back on the bed. I felt him squirm from within his blanket burrito, and instead, burrow into my arms, pulling the blanket over both of us. I squeezed him softly as I felt his breathing start to steady. Soft puffs of air came from him, indicating he bad fallen asleep, as I continued to hold him.

“Ruler of Monsters, eh? Indeed, he has a way of charming monsters…”

*Rimuru’s POV*

I shot up from the bed, just as the first sign of light was beginning to shine through the curtains of Gii’s room.

Looking to my right, I see Gii fast asleep, breathing deeply, his finely chiseled chest slowly rising and falling.

He’s so beautful… when he’s not talking…

I laughed softly to myself, running my hand through his soft and fiery hair. He groaned and opened one eye. “Oh it’s morning already? Good morning Rimuru-chan~” I narrowed my eyes at the moniker. But I decided to let it slide.

All of a sudden I was falling, when Gii scooped me into his arms and wrapped his arms around me. “Hey~ Rimuru-chan~ it’s morning, isn’t it?” He asked, burying his head into the crook of my neck.

“…Yes… it is indeed morning…” I cautiously asked, turning around to face him. I cocked an eyebrow and looked into those fiery red eyes.

Uh oh… why are—

I felt Gii grip one of my palms into his. He brought it forward to rest on his abdomen.

Wait… those aren’t his.. it’s… what’s this lo—

I stiffened as the realization dawned upon me.

This evil demon! This perverted old goat!

I glared up into his eyes, but I was curious. Now that I could make one… what if the vagina was used… Gii wouldn’t let me get hurt. He’d be gentle, and he obviously knows what he’s doing…

I shifted my gaze into one of curiosity, as I made a small nod. Gii’s eyes darkened as a smirk began to form on his lips.

Oh dear…

-HolyVillainess

[slime-authority]

A Caller rated explicit After awakening as a Demon Lord, Rimuru was hesitant to leave the village for any reason, let alone a mission that could take prolonged time away from his people. Conveniently, a new subordinate is all too eager to please. Rimuru should have known there'd be a price to pay for a demons unwavering devotion, but he never would have guessed it would have come to this.

Having a demon for a secretary was proving to be more of a challenge than Rimuru initially suspected. Though Diablo’s entrance to the group felt a little unceremonious to him, the demon seemed nothing but joyous whenever asked to perform.

The problem lies in his efficiency- Diablo was by far the easiest solution to many of the problems and he was so eager to please, it was easiest to send him on the demanding missions gnawing away at him far from home. Benimaru is strong but not the most reliable, and Souei is reliable but leans towards being understated. 

Diablo, though wild in his own ways, was so devoutly loyal that Rimuru couldn’t help but rely on him. In hindsight, he may have overdone it a little. Kneeling before him, head hung low, the demon looked so remorseful that it stabbed like a knife into Rimuru’s chest. 

“What do you mean?” 

He’s bewildered- beyond that even and yet he feels so responsible for the hurt shining in the eyes that finally look up to him. 

“My lord,” Diablo all but whines. He seems hesitant, but Rimuru can’t guess what it could be about. “Please, I beg you to enlighten me on my misdeeds. I’ve repented heavily and despair in my state; won’t you please state your verdict?” 

Yeah, Rimuru’s no closer to figuring out what on earth brought him groveling at his heel and now he just feels bad. 

Notice- it appears the demon Diablo is seeking praise

“Diablo?” He settled on calling, though his voice was thicker than normal and betrayed his nerves. He did not respond, though he did preen in tragic pleasure. Frowning, Rimuru tried to find a way to make this as organic as possible. 

He stood, needing only a half step to reach the knelt figure. This was probably the only time it would be close enough, so Rimuru took full advantage and patted his new puppy on the head. “Thank you for all your hard work.” 

He looks confused, hesitantly hopeful and delirious from the contact. “You mean-?”

Carefully threading his fingers into the strands of hair, he tried to make this as abundantly clear as possible: “I am nothing but proud of you, Diablo.”

He cries out- something high pitched and keening, and it does something to Rimuru that it probably shouldn’t. With plenty of practice on Ranga under his belt, he moved his deft fingers down the back of his head and passed his cheek with gentle caresses before grabbing hold of his jaw loosely. 

The whole time Diablo sat fluidly leaning into the contact, eyes shut and lips tightly pulled down. “Please,” he shudders when the fingers make solid hold of him. 

Looking down at him, Rimuru felt nothing but despair for how he’d treated him so far. He’d never had a demonic subordinate before and must’ve been abusing his authority without knowing. No matter what it was, he’d make it up to him. 

“Please what?” He uses his free hand to push his bangs back and lightly trace his cheekbone with his thumb. The whine he earned from it left him warm and confused. “What can I do for you?” Rimuru feels like he’s the one begging right now, but he can’t help until he understands.

Diablo is biting his lip so hard it must hurt, and the fang peaking out matches beautifully with the dusting of blush on his cheeks. “Call for me,” he says breathly. 

Now he’s really confused. “You want to go on more missions?” He asks, and Diablo looks so increasingly hurt. 

“My lord, please- call my name once more.” His eyes are watering and Rimuru’s quick to wipe them away. 

“Diablo.” He says simply, and that alone is enough to have the demon’s knees falling apart, sinking him lower to the ground. “Diablo,” he addresses more this time, patting his head for emphasis. “Diablo,” he says with a bright smile, getting a rumbling from deep within the mans chest that sounds almost like a purr. “Diablo,” he calls, almost teasingly, and his eyes contract into thin, focused slits. 

“Diabl- oh!” He was trying for a breathless tone but was knocked back as his second secretary tackled him back onto the chaise in his office. 

“My lord,” Diablo whined and rubbed his face on his torso, “forgive me, forgive me,” but he continued to make contact with every inch of the front of Rimuru’s torso with his face pinched and legs shaking. 

“Diablo?” He called, voice questioning, but that only seemed to encourage him.

Rimuru barely had a moment to process what had just happened before Diablo’s trembling form pressed closer, the demon clutching at him with a desperation that seemed to radiate from his very core. It wasn’t aggression—no, there was no hostility in the way Diablo nestled into him, only an overwhelming need.

“Diablo, calm down,” Rimuru said softly, trying to keep his voice steady despite the odd warmth pooling in his chest. His hand instinctively settled on Diablo’s shoulder, but the contact only made the demon shiver more violently.

“I-I cannot,” Diablo stammered, his usual eloquence lost to raw emotion. He lifted his head just enough to meet Rimuru’s gaze, his crimson eyes wide and vulnerable. “You… you say my name so sweetly, my lord, yet I feel I have not earned such affection. Please, if I have wronged you, let me suffer for it properly—punish me as you see fit. Do not let me remain in this torment!”

Rimuru blinked, stunned. “Punish you? Diablo, what are you even talking about?”

The demon flinched, as if the gentle confusion in Rimuru’s voice cut deeper than any reprimand. “You’ve sent me away so often,” he said, his voice breaking. “While others bask in your praise and presence, I am cast aside like an afterthought or worse a nuisance. I thought—” He hesitated, his hands trembling as they clenched the fabric of Rimuru’s coat. “I thought perhaps you were displeased with me, that my devotion wasn’t enough.”

Realization dawned on Rimuru like a slap to the face. His own efficiency-focused mindset had blinded him to how Diablo might perceive his actions. “Oh, Diablo…” he murmured, threading his fingers through the demon’s silky hair again. “You’ve got it all wrong. I trust you more than anyone—that’s why I send you on those missions. I need someone I can count on, someone I know will handle things perfectly.”

Diablo’s lips parted in a soft gasp, his crimson eyes searching Rimuru’s for any hint of deception. “You… you mean that?”

“Of course I mean it,” Rimuru said firmly, “You are my favorite representation of Tempest when I’m away.” He cupped Diablo’s cheek, his thumb brushing away the faint trace of moisture there. “I’m sorry if I made you feel unimportant. You’re one of my most precious subordinates, Diablo. I’d be lost without you.”

The admission seemed to shatter something in Diablo. A sound escaped him—half sob, half moan—and he collapsed fully against Rimuru, his body trembling with a mix of relief and lingering tension. “My lord,” he whispered, his voice reverent, “you honor me beyond what I deserve.”

Rimuru sighed, letting the demon cling to him like a lifeline. “You deserve more than I’ve been giving you. So tell me—what can I do to make things right?”

For a moment, Diablo said nothing, his head buried against Rimuru’s chest. When he finally spoke, his voice was low and reverent, but there was an edge of need that sent a shiver down Rimuru’s spine. “Let me serve you,” he whispered. “Not with missions or tasks, but here, now. Let me prove my devotion in a way only I can.”

Rimuru’s breath hitched. “Serve me how?”

Diablo lifted his head, his expression one of raw, unrestrained worship. “Let me worship you, my lord. Let me show you how much you mean to me. I will bring you nothing but pleasure—I swear it.”

Heat rose unbidden to Rimuru’s face, but there was no denying the sincerity in Diablo’s gaze, nor the ache in his voice. His heart raced as he searched for the right response, unsure if he was ready for whatever line Diablo was willing to cross. But one thing was clear: the demon wasn’t asking out of selfishness. This was an extension of his loyalty, his love, his very essence.

And Rimuru… couldn’t bring himself to deny him.

Rimuru’s mind raced as Diablo’s words sank in. Worship him? Bring him pleasure? It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen hints of Diablo’s overzealous devotion before, but this… this was something else entirely. Something intense, raw, and surprisingly vulnerable.

“Diablo…” he began, his voice soft, though his heart was thundering in his chest. “You’ve already proven your devotion a hundred times over. You don’t need to—”

“I must, ” Diablo interrupted, his voice trembling with emotion. “Please, my lord. I exist for you, and yet I’ve been deprived of even the smallest chance to express my adoration properly. Every moment I’ve spent away, every day without hearing your voice… it has been agony.”

Rimuru felt a pang of guilt twist in his ches t. He hadn’t meant to make Diablo feel this way, but the demon’s emotions were spilling out like a dam that had finally burst. And despite the awkwardness of the situation, there was something deeply moving about being the object of such devotion.

“If it’s that important to you…” Rimuru said hesitantly, searching Diablo’s face. “Then tell me what you need. How can I help you feel better?”

Diablo’s eyes glistened, his expression shifting into something both relieved and desperate. “Allow me to touch you, my lord,” he said softly. “To offer you the reverence you deserve. I want nothing more than to bask in your presence, to feel the warmth of your being, to ensure your happiness.”

Rimuru hesitated, feeling heat rise to his cheeks. The sincerity in Diablo’s voice was impossible to ignore, and despite the strange intimacy of the request, he couldn’t bring himself to deny the demon this. “Alright,” he said finally, his voice barely above a whisper. “If that’s what you need… I’ll allow it.”

The change in Diablo was immediate. His crimson eyes sparkled with unrestrained joy, and his trembling hands moved reverently, as if afraid to overstep. Slowly, he reached out and cupped Rimuru’s hands in his own, bowing his head as though in prayer.

“My lord,” he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. “You honor me beyond words.”

Diablo’s touch was featherlight at first, his hands brushing over Rimuru’s arms and shoulders as though committing every detail to memory. His movements were careful, almost reverent, as if handling something sacred. Rimuru’s breath caught as the demon’s fingers skimmed down to his sides, the tender touches sending unexpected shivers through him.

“You’re so warm,” Diablo whispered, his tone full of awe. He leaned closer, his head resting against Rimuru’s chest, and inhaled deeply, as if trying to absorb every ounce of his presence.

“Diablo, you’re…” Rimuru started, but his words faltered as the demon’s hands slid to his waist, pulling him closer.

“Let me adore you,” Diablo murmured, his lips brushing against the fabric of Rimuru’s clothes as if in silent worship. “Let me show you how deeply I cherish you, my lord. This is all I ask—just this moment to give you all that I am.”

Rimuru swallowed hard, his usual composure crumbling under the weight of Diablo’s overwhelming devotion. His hands found their way to Diablo’s shoulders, gripping them lightly as he tried to steady himself.

“I… trust you,” he said softly, his voice wavering but sincere. “Do what you need to, Diablo.”

The words had barely left his mouth when Diablo’s hands tightened, his movements growing bolder as he sank lower, pressing his forehead to Rimuru’s stomach. His voice, trembling with fervor, was barely audible.

“Thank you, my lord. Thank you…”

Diablo’s gratitude was palpable, his reverence spilling over into every trembling movement. His hands, still gentle despite their strength, slid down to rest on Rimuru’s hips as his forehead remained pressed against him. His breath was hot, his voice a quiet, adoring murmur.

“You are everything to me, my lord. My light, my purpose… my very existence belongs to you,” Diablo whispered, his words heavy with emotion.

Rimuru felt a mix of embarrassment and warmth at the demon’s intense devotion. He wasn’t used to being the object of such open worship—it was far beyond what even Shion’s adoration entailed. Yet, as strange as it was, he couldn’t deny that Diablo’s sincerity touched something deep within him.

“You don’t have to go this far, you know,” Rimuru said softly, his hands moving to gently pat Diablo’s head. “I’m already happy just knowing you’re loyal to me.”

Diablo looked up at him then, his crimson eyes glistening with unshed tears. “But I must, my lord. You’ve given me everything—a name, a purpose, a place by your side. I can never repay you for the gifts you’ve bestowed upon me, but… please, allow me to try.”

The intensity in his gaze left Rimuru breathless. Before he could respond, Diablo’s hands slid lower, wrapping gently around his thighs. The demon pressed his lips lightly against Rimuru’s stomach, even through the fabric of his clothes, the action more reverent than anything else.

“My lord,” Diablo murmured against him, his voice trembling with devotion. “You are perfection. I exist only to serve you.”

Rimuru’s cheeks burned, the intimate nature of Diablo’s words and actions stirring something unfamiliar within him. “Diablo, I…”

Before he could finish, Diablo tilted his head, pressing a soft kiss just above Rimuru’s waistband. The act sent a shiver coursing through Rimuru’s form, and he instinctively reached out to steady himself, his fingers threading into Diablo’s hair.

“You’re incredible,” Diablo whispered, his voice barely audible but filled with such reverence that Rimuru’s chest tightened. “So kind, so wise, so perfect… I want to give you everything.”

“Diablo,” Rimuru said, his voice cracking slightly as he gently tugged on the demon’s hair to make him look up. “You don’t have to prove yourself like this. You’re already enough—more than enough.”

Diablo’s expression softened, but his hands remained steady, his touch grounding. 

Rimuru barely had time to process Diablo’s radiant smile before the demon leaned in again, his movements painstakingly slow, deliberate, and filled with an almost holy reverence. Diablo’s hands were steady as they framed Rimuru’s hips, his touch featherlight, as if even the idea of handling his lord too roughly was unthinkable.

The first press of Diablo’s lips against Rimuru’s abdomen—barely a whisper of contact—sent an unexpected jolt through him. The way the demon kissed, s oft and lingering, felt more like worship than anything Rimuru had ever experienced. Each kiss was accompanied by a quiet, reverent murmur: a whispered "My lord," or a soft "You honor me."

“Diablo,” Rimuru murmured, his voice catching slightly as he shifted uncomfortably on the chaise. “You… you really don’t have to go this far, you know.”

“But I want to,” Diablo replied, his voice deep and velvety, tinged with an undercurrent of devotion that made Rimuru’s heart skip a beat. “This is not a task, my lord. This is my privilege. My joy.”

Diablo’s lips moved lower, trailing kisses down Rimuru’s torso, the intensity of his reverence never wavering. His hands slid upward, ghosting over Rimuru’s sides, his fingers tracing the curve of his waist with a tenderness that left Rimuru momentarily breathless. The contrast between Diablo’s strength and the gentleness of his touch was striking, a testament to the depth of his control and care.

“You are glorious,” Diablo whispered against Rimuru’s skin, his voice trembling with emotion. “Every part of you, every breath, every word… I exist to serve you, my lord, and nothing brings me greater pleasure than seeing you at ease.”

His words were intoxicating, laced with a kind of raw, unfiltered adoration that Rimuru had never encountered before. It was overwhelming in a way he hadn’t expected, and he felt himself growing warm under the intensity of Diablo’s gaze.

The demon’s hands moved again, sliding to rest on Rimuru’s thighs. His grip was firm but careful, and his crimson eyes lifted to meet Rimuru’s, a silent request for permission shining in their depths.

Rimuru nodded faintly, unsure of what else to do. The motion seemed to embolden Diablo, who let out a soft, contented sigh before pressing another kiss to Rimuru’s stomach. His lips lingered, and he inhaled deeply, as though committing Rimuru’s scent to memory.

“You are everything to me,” Diablo murmured, his voice low and reverent. “Every moment spent in your presence is a blessing, my lord.”

Rimuru shivered, his fingers instinctively tightening in Diablo’s hair. The demon made a low, pleased sound at the contact, his eyes fluttering shut as if savoring the sensation.

Diablo’s movements grew slower, more deliberate, as if he wanted to stretch the moment into eternity. He nuzzled against Rimuru’s torso, his breath warm and steady, and every action seemed designed to express his unwavering devotion.

For Diablo, this wasn’t just an act of service—it was a profound and deeply personal expression of his loyalty and love. Every touch, every kiss, every whispered word brought him pleasure, not because of what he received, but because of what he could give. Serving Rimuru in this way, bringing him comfort and ease, was the highest form of fulfillment he could imagine.

And as Rimuru watched him, his own heart racing, he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d ever truly understood just how deeply Diablo’s devotion ran.

Diablo’s worship grew bolder, his movements deliberate and unhurried as if savoring every second of this intimate moment. His lips trailed a slow, reverent path along Rimuru’s skin, each kiss an unspoken prayer, each touch igniting a spark that burned hotter with every passing moment.

Rimuru’s breath quickened, his hands reflexively tightening in Diablo’s hair, the silken strands slipping through his fingers. The faint tug drew a low, rumbling sound from the demon’s chest, something between a growl and a purr, and the sheer intensity of it sent a shiver down Rimuru’s spine.

“Diablo…” Rimuru whispered, his voice barely audible, thick with something he couldn’t quite name.

“Yes, my lord?” Diablo’s gaze flicked upward, his crimson eyes glowing with a mix of adoration and something far more primal. His lips parted, and he exhaled softly, his breath warm against Rimuru’s skin. “Do you wish for me to stop?”

The question hung in the air, heavy and charged. Rimuru hesitated, his thoughts a whirlwind of uncertainty and rising tension. “I…” he began, but the words caught in his throat as Diablo’s hands slid up his thighs, his fingers pressing just firmly enough to make Rimuru acutely aware of their strength.

“Forgive me,” Diablo murmured, his voice a low, velvety hum. “But I cannot help myself. To be this close to you, to touch you, to feel you—it is more than I ever dreamed possible.”

Rimuru’s face flushed a deeper shade of red, his usual composure slipping away entirely. “You’re, uh… really intense, you know that?”

Diablo’s lips curved into a soft, almost mischievous smile. “Intense?” he repeated, his tone teasing yet still laced with that same unwavering devotion. “Forgive me, my lord, but how could I not be, when the object of my every thought and desire sits before me?”

The words struck a chord deep within Rimuru, leaving him simultaneously flustered and inexplicably drawn to the raw sincerity in Diablo’s voice. Before he could formulate a response, the demon leaned in once more, his lips brushing against Rimuru’s side, just above his waistband, with a tenderness that made Rimuru’s breath hitch.

Diablo’s hands moved again, sliding up to Rimuru’s waist and then to his back, pulling him closer with a reverence that bordered on desperation. His head rested against Rimuru’s stomach for a moment, and he let out a shuddering breath, as though grounding himself in the presence of his beloved master.

“My lord,” Diablo whispered, his voice trembling with emotion. “You are… divine. Perfection incarnate. To serve you like this, to bring you even a fraction of the pleasure you bring me simply by existing… it is all I desire.”

Rimuru’s chest tightened, his heart pounding as the tension between them built, palpable and almost overwhelming. Diablo’s devotion was like a fire, fierce and consuming, and Rimuru could feel himself being drawn into its heat despite the confusion swirling in his mind.

“Diablo, I…” he started, his voice wavering. But the demon didn’t let him finish.

“Shh, my lord,” Diablo murmured, his hands steadying Rimuru as he pressed another kiss to his stomach, slower and more lingering this time. “You don’t need to say anything. Just allow me this… allow me to show you how deeply I adore you.”

The words were a plea, a promise, and a confession all at once, and Rimuru found himself unable to deny Diablo’s request. The tension between them crackled like a storm, and as Diablo’s touch grew bolder, Rimuru could feel the heat rising, the moment teetering on the edge of something profound and uncharted.

As Diablo's lips continued to trail along Rimuru's skin, he slowly began to remove the demon lord's clothing. Each article of fabric fell to the floor with a gentle rustle, revealing more of Rimuru's pale, smooth flesh. Diablo paused briefly to admire each newly-exposed inch, his eyes burning with a mixture of hunger and reverence.

 He kissed Rimuru's collarbone, his tongue darting out to trace the curve of his neck, sending goosebumps rippling across Rimuru's body. As he pulled away, he gazed up at Rimuru with such fervor that Rimuru felt his knees weaken slightly. 

"Your skin," Diablo breathed, his voice thick with awe. "It's like moonlight on water." And with that, he lowered his mouth to Rimuru's chest, tracing lazy circles around one nipple before moving to the other. Rimuru gasped, his entire body tensing with pleasure as Diablo's tongue flicked over his sensitive peaks. 

With every stroke, Diablo seemed to become more frenzied, more consumed by his devotion. When he finally lifted his head, his eyes blazed with an almost feral intensity. "Allow me, my lord," he said, his hand trailing down Rimuru's torso until he cupped one hip. "Let me taste the rest of your beauty." 

And without waiting for permission, Diablo buried his face in Rimuru's groin, moaning contentedly as he explored every inch of Rimuru's clothed shaft with his tongue. Rimuru closed his eyes, his whole body wracked with sensation. It had been so long since anyone had touched him like this - with such reverence, such care. Diablo's lips moved up and down his length, wet and eager. 

For a fleeting moment, Rimuru forgot everything else - forget about the war outside these walls or the secrets hidden beneath his own skin. All he knew was the way Diablo's hands gripped his hips tightly, the warmth of the demon's body pressed intimately against his own. In that moment, nothing else mattered except for the way Diablo's passion was consuming him utterly. 

As Diablo's hands reached for Rimuru's waistband, he froze. He glanced up at Rimuru, his expression uncertain. "Are... Are you sure?" Diablo asked tentatively, his voice breaking the spell they'd both fallen under. Rimuru blinked, feeling suddenly self-conscious. 

He wasn't used to being vulnerable, to allowing someone to see all of him laid bare. But there was no denying the depth of Diablo's devotion - the way his eyes gleamed with pure, unadulterated desire. Without hesitation, Rimuru nodded. 

"Go ahead," he said softly. And with that, Diablo pulled Rimuru's pants off completely, exposing him fully to the room's dim light. Diablo's hands roamed over Rimuru's hips and inner thighs, exploring every crevice with a reverential touch.

Rimuru watched, transfixed, as Diablo knelt before him, eyes fixed intently upon Rimuru's member. And then, with a single, decisive motion, Diablo took Rimuru into his mouth. 

Rimuru cried out, his body arching upwards as Diablo's tongue swirled around him, sending waves of ecstasy throughout his frame. Diablo sucked hungrily, seeming to draw all of the pleasure into himself with an almost supernatural force. 

He pulled his head back to swirl around the tip, tongue dipping in to gather the salty pre-cum.

Rimuru's hands grasped at empty air, desperate to hold onto something solid amidst the dizzying sensations coursing through his veins. And then, with a final suckling noise, Diablo released him, his eyes shining brightly in the dark. 

"That's it," he breathed. "Now, allow yourself to surrender completely to me, my lord." Rimuru's breath came in ragged gasps as Diablo guided him sideways, where Rimuru sank gracefully and let his legs fall apart. As Diablo rose beside him, his eyes glittering with desire, Rimuru closed his eyes and allowed himself to be enveloped by the darkness.

Diablo approached Rimuru's quivering form with a sense of intense focus. His fingers traced delicately over Rimuru's stomach, causing shivers to ripple through the slime god's body. Then, without warning, Diablo pushed Rimuru back onto the cushions, spreading his legs wide apart. 

The demon's gaze never left Rimuru's face as he leaned forward and ran his tongue from Rimuru's perineum up to his anus. Rimuru let out a soft whimper, his muscles clenched involuntarily at the intimate contac t. 

Diablo licked again, circling Rimuru's opening with his tongue, teasing him mercilessly. Finally, with another low growl, Diablo inserted two fingers into Rimuru's ass. 

Rimuru moaned loudly, his head falling backward as Diablo worked his digits deep within him. He could feel Diablo's thumb rubbing gently against his prostate, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. 

Diablo removed his fingers, leaving Rimuru panting and wanting more. Rimuru opened his eyes just enough to catch a glimpse of Diablo's leering smile as the demon positioned himself between Rimuru's spread legs. 

Rimuru felt a sudden weight press heavily against his entrance, and he winced slightly, bracing himself for the pain. However, instead of pushing in roughly, Diablo eased himself inside Rimuru bit by bit, taking his time to ensure maximum pleasure for both parties involved. 

Once fully embedded, Diablo started pumping into Rimuru with slow, deliberate strokes. Their bodies were slick with sweat as their movements grew faster and harder. Diablo's grip tightened around Rimuru's hips as he fucked him relentlessly. 

“Please,” he cried out, and Diablo looked at him wide-eyed.

“My lord?” 

He's writhing on the bed, desperately bucking his hips  and ignoring his leaking cock. “Please!”

Diablo understood the meaning behind Rimuru's plea, and he picked up the pace of his thrusts even further. The sound of flesh slapping together filled the room as they moved in perfect sync. Sweat dripped down their faces as their breathing became labored.

Diablo’s pistoning his hips into the demon lord, wincing at the gummy walls sucking him in. It’s almost too much, but he also expected no less from his lord. 

With one last hard push, Diablo buried himself deeply inside Rimuru, holding still as the waves of pleasure washed over them both. They collapsed onto each other, Rimuru shaking as the hot pump of demon seed spread inside him.

Less than a second passes before Diablo’s rocking back into him, hand snaking behind Rimuru’s neck to hold him steady. 

When the whines and gasps fall from Rimuru’s mouth right beside the demon's ear he groans something deep and promising, and Diablo surges forward to leave teeth marks all around his neck.

“Ngh- God,” Rimuru’s crying, sobbing while clutching onto the back of Diablo's hair and jacket. His wish to touch the other man's skin was so potent the fabric dissolved beneath his fingertips as he finally made contact. “More,” he pleads.

It’s enough to have Diablo desperately hitting against his master's prostate, biting his tongue harshly to keep his control after nearly piercing his lord's skin. 

“My lord,” He purrs, pressing the slimes knees upwards to bend him in half, relishing in how deep he sinks within the new angle. 

He’s rewarded with a scream and harsh squeeze from within his glorious lord. “So perfect,” he whimpers, feeling warmth in his hand as he begins to stroke his master's dick which lays pulsing between them. 

He’s coating Diablo in his release, leaving it dripping from his lips and jaw, and the delicious taste that hits his tongue is salvation- the warmth sucking in his bursting sperm a satisfied judgment day.

For long moments afterward, they lay entangled in each other's arms, lost in the afterglow. Eventually, Rimuru lifted his head and gazed into Diablo's eyes. There was a newfound tenderness there, mixed with the raw desire that had consumed them both earlier.

"Thank you," Rimuru whispered, his tone heavy with emotion.

Diablo smiled softly, tracing gentle circles across Rimuru's chest. "You have no need to thank me, my lord. This is what I want, and I will always do whatever it takes to please you."

Rimuru closed his eyes once more, basking in the warmth of Diablo's words and actions. “Such a good boy,” he breaths out, letting his fingers trace his hard chest.

They remained like that for some time longer, reveling in the quiet intimacy of the moment. 

“Please,” Diablo carefully breaks the delicate silence in the room, “call for me again.”

[kaitsuusuu41]

Meet the writer!

I am 15, I like write smut usually but I can write something wholesome (if it's angst is requested I'll try, I'm not good at it). If you request something and it's not posted in like.. two days (maybe three) 10/10 I'm either still working on it or I lost the motivation to do it, it will get done at some point. Just bare with me please. All I do is write fanfics and little stories, all of my writing up here will be in the first person which can be the readers pov or your oc. A warning I write how I would want it to go if I was in the reader's shoes, so if it doesn't fit how you want it to go I'm sorry :'(. I can write for more fandoms or characters if you give me a rundown on it(them). If you have an OC you'd like me to add in the fanfic(writing) just tell me about them in the request and I'll get it done. I usually write for male/gn reader but if requested I'll write fem reader, I also write ftm as a ftm person, but when it comes to mtf I can try but there will most likely be mistakes. Sensitive subjects like self harm I will write if requested but it does make me nervous to write.

Anyone can request from me as long as it doesn't overstep boundaries.

Fandoms:

Genshin impact, Demon slayer, Mha, BSD, Seraph of the end, hxh, hazbin hotel, Voltron, Dr. stone, heaven officials blessing, the time I was reincarnated as a slime, spiderverse (I may add some I may delete some)

Characters:

Scaramouche, Venti, Aether, Xiao, Tighnari, Razor, Collei, Freminet.

Tomioka, tanjiro(no nsfw allowed unless aged up), Tamayo, Mitsuri, Obanai, Muichirou (no nsfw allowed unless aged up).

Izuku Midoriya, Bakugou , Ejiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Mina Ashido, Shinso, Shigaraki, Toga, Dabi, Shouta Aizawa. Tamaki Amajiki

Dazai Osamu, Chuuya Nakahara, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Atsushi Nakajima.

Mikaela Hyakuya, Yuichiro Hyakuya, Yoichi Saotome.

Gon (no nsfw unless aged up, like wise with killua) , Killua, Kurapika.

AngelDust, Husk, Alastor, Lucifer

Pidge Gunderson, Keith Kogane, Lance McClain

Senku Ishigami, Taiju Oki, kohaku, Gen Asagiri, Ukyo Saionji, Tsukasa Shishio

Xie lian, San lang/hua cheng

Rimuru tempest, milim, veldora tempest

Hobie, Gwen, Miles Morales, 42-Miles

//I'll try to get the characters to act as cannon as I can but I'm really good at making them OOC :')//

Kinks(NSFW) I'll write:

Boob/nipple play, Anal, CNC (Ill try), cum play, bondage, using toys, breeding, roleplay, orgasm control(overstimulation), piss kink(I’ll try), degradation/praise, Daddy/Mommy kink, threesomes/foursomes(I'll try), oral, sex toys, sexting, Somnophilia(ill try), collars and leashes can be included if requested

//you can ask/request for more but I'm not doing rape or in a sense overly aggressive sex, pedophilia, abuse or toxic relationships. Everything here is written with consent. I do not write for the dark stuff like Yanderes. Stalking, drugging, kidnapping, or said yandere forces captivity, kills the reader or the major stuff like limb removal(sorry it just makes me uncomfortable)//

//I'm still new to writing on here so give me some time I have to get used to everything//

[withloveoptimus]

Request info and Rules <3

i've been meaning to do this for a while and thanks to an anon asking if i take requests, i shall be doing it now !

(note: stuff will be added as i go along !)

What I will write;

romantic scenarios

platonic and familial scenarios.

female, male, and gender-neutral reader. (i beg that you are specific when requestion x reader !)

hcs, scenarios, and short stories.

character x character (depends on the ship).

smut, angst, fluff.

mildly triggering content (with trigger warnings ofc).

poly relationships.

What I won't write;

anything offensive in ANY way (racism, transphobia, etc.)

extremely triggering content (SA, abuse, etc.)

sexual content involving minors (not even aged up).

What to include when requesting;

character(s) you want me to write for (a limit of like 4-5 characters).

the general scenario, plot, and hc

anything you want to be specifically mentioned/included

pronouns for x reader requests (i will do gn!reader if there aren't pronouns mentioned)

don't be vague, if you have a clear idea of what you want to request, please tell me ALL OF IT. even if you feel like it's too much bc i really don't mind <3

Fandoms I write for;

Transformers (Bayverse, Knightverse, Prime, and G1) Characters: Optimus Prime, Ratchet, Jazz, Bumblebee, Ironhide, Arcee, Bulkhead, Smokescreen, Mirage, Prowl, Megatron, Starscream, Knockout, Breakdown (yk what i write for all of them basically LMAO) Genshin Impact Characters: Zhongli, Venti, Ei (Raiden Shogun), Diluc, Kaeya, Hu Tao, Xiao, Ganyu, Keqing, Jean. Reincarnated As a Slime Characters: Rimuru Tempest, Veldora, Shion, Benimaru, Souei. Inuyasha Characters: Kagome Higurashi, Inuyasha, Sango, Miroku, Shippo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Kouga. Bleach Characters: Ichigo Kurosaki, Orihime Inoue, Uruyu Ishida, Sado, Rangiku Matsumoto, Toshiro Hitsugaya, Grimmjow jaegerjaquez.

if you aren't sure if i write for a character or fandom that's listed, please still feel free to request and i'll try my best to deliver ! <3 thank you so much for taking the time to read this, i really appreciate it !!

[lilackatana]

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ohshc x — smut rbs

ohshc x : [name] — smut rbs about specific/included character

[multi-cannon-rp]

KNOWING YOUR PARTNER WELL CAN POTENTIALLY MAKE WRITING TOGETHER A LOT EASIER.

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NAME: Crow or Kara

PRONOUNS : She / Her

PREFERENCE OF COMMUNICATION : Discord that is the fastest way to get a hold of me.

NAME OF MUSE(s) : Deidara, Itachi, Izuna, Mukuro, Tanjiro, Shinobu, and Rimuru. More to be added in the future.

BEST EXPERIENCE : I think it was when the Hitman fandow was more active. I had a group on IM that allowed for most of our character to interact. But when the Manga ended and the AOL IM server was shut down so was our group. That was 10+ years ago.

RP PET PEEVES / DEALBREAKERS : I am a pretty open person, it take quite a bit to make me mad. Hell, I love angry or antagonistic anons in my ask box. Insult away Hehe. But I don't like it when people try to jumps strait into a sexual relationship with my muse. Unless 1) we have plotted it, 2) Its a ship that I am in love with, or 3) We have already written nsfw with out muses before. Other then that its a no go. My muse will react negatively to that and it could kill any chemistry that could have happened. I do not like that and that's why my rule say slow burn.

MUSE PREFERENCES: I don't have a preference. I will rp with anyone, even non rp accounts. Who doesn't want to talk with their favorite character as themselves sometimes? My muses will answer if asked, if you don't say who you are asking then Rimuru will be the one to respond.

PLOTS OR MEMES : I don't really mind any of the ones sent to me. Excluding smut related ones unless we have communicated prior. I like longer threads though. One or two liners are okay sometimes but I don't have much to work with so they tend to die out quick for me or seem forced. With longer Rp's I will write more and at least try to match your length. If for what ever reason you need me to re-write feel free to ask and I will.

I like the darker based stuff the most. Torture my muse or character death within reason. I like to rp that.

LONG OR SHORT REPLIES : Long please. I will do short replies but be warned that I might drop or completely for get about short replies. As far as rp's go at least. Unless you want to have to remind me multipole times that I owe you a response.

BEST TIME TO WRITE : Anytime, though you might have to wait for a response my RL can get super busy sometimes. It may sometimes take a week or two, but I still try not to make someone wait that long. I feel guilty and stressed when I do.

ARE YOU LIKE YOUR MUSE(S) : Yep, in more ways then one I would think. I have a hard time writing muses that I don't have anything in common with. Naruto, Obito, Hibari, Sinbad, Aladdin, Gobiru, ect. I love those characters, but I cant write them to save my life.

Tag: Whoever want to do this.

[thistletisle]

Rimuru is the type of guy to def cum on the spot if you ever made out, I mean, think about it. In his past life he had never touched a woman and remained a virgin, so ofc once he finally gets his hands on you he easily crumbles away like.. uh idk

But like, just praise him and make him feel good, just think he’d really be into thigh and tit fucking, it’s doesn’t matter the size of your breasts. He’s gonna drool and cum all over them. 🤷🏻‍♀️

[luxthestrange]

TTIGRIAS Incorrect quotes#35 Best he had

Rimuru: How’s y/n’s head?

Veldora: Best I’ve ever had

Rimuru: ………

Veldora: Oh you meant their injury from when they hit their with a tree branch when they were ridding me in the sky?

Veldora: They're fine

[uravitypng]

𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐌𝐄

♡ = smut ///// ✿ = dark content  /////  ★ = chubby reader

— slime rimuru - kinktober (1.6k words) ♡★

[mochanime]

Rimuru x Top!Male Reader

Warning: student!Rimuru, Professor!Male Reader, modern au, smut, college!au, and those shits

Okay let's be honest here. The moment you set foot in the school, Rimuru already set his eyes on you. He would always stare at you in the classroom or other places.

He always follow you around the school and places but the most interesting thing the men does is day dream about your big cock in his ass.

He would as ways jerk off in his dorm if he thinks about you too much or use a dildo and a vibrator just wishing that it was your cock fucking him.

But what he didn't know is he gonna get exactly what he's been waiting for.

_________

You're just sitting in your chair while Rimuru just bouncing on your cock moaning out your name.

No moment how many times he begs you to touch him, you just answered with an bored expression and coming to gaze at his wonderful body. You act like you don't care but on the inside you just smirking all the way.

"Pl- Please- si-" he try to convince you again but got blocked by another moan which was amusing for you to watch, so you decided to tease him more by putting your hands on his hips and help him a bit but with speed "Your going to slow Mister Rimuru Tempest" you said while thrust in again which rimuru moan in pleasure but with happiness that you finally touching him but you should never get your hopes up that high.

You retreat your hands slowly which surprise Rimuru "Wh- why you stop" he's stare at you with desperate eyes just wanted more and with those eyes you where starting to losing your cool and flip him over on the desk and start fucking him hard and with a monstrous speed "You little devil, getting me to lose my cool and fuck you until you can't walk. Well don't worry I'll give you just that and more until you pass out" you smirk

And even though Rimuru was basically crying out in pain and pleasure he as also happy that you finally give him what he want.

Well isn't the luckiest one

[neo-crimson-palace]

Shuna why is Rimuru trying to squirm out your arms and why are taking him to your room

"Oh, you needn't concern yourself with me or Rimuru-sama. I just have some... personal things to discuss with him, fufu~"

The slime scrambled frantically in the Kijin's grip, which tighened casually around his body. Ensuring that her lord would not escape her no matter what. Though her expression seemed innocent and sweet, it was clear there was hidden intentions that were blatantly obvious as to what Shuna planned to do with the the slime lord. Though no one would have the courage to call her out on it. Lest they risk their own lives in the matter.

[thankchaosforspellcheck]

7 deadly sins: webnovel edition

Greed: Sung Jin-Woo aka Greediest King(tm)

Envy: Kim Gongja (so envious he literally got a taunt s-class card for it & then made it fucking work)

Sloth: Cale Henituse (he's never gonna get that slacker life but by god does he try)

Lust: Su Lüxia (She's not technically from a web novel, but she's got the right vibes and quite frankly I didn't want to get into smut series with this)

Wrath: Seo Joo-Heon (Vengeance Time Traveler)

Pride: Kim Dokja (he has the Vibe for it idk)

Gluttony: Rimuru Tempest (they're skill lets them eat EVERYTHING)

[tanjaded]

If I ever write smut it's either going to be super sappy and lovey dovey, or it'll be like Veldora just absolutely railing Rimuru, there's no in-between here