#Succubus!Reader

[lipglossanon]

October 26th

Kink: Thigh riding and begging

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy x succubus!reader

Warnings: 18+ MDNI, older Leon, dirty talk, thigh riding, begging, slight mean Leon, pinching, spanking, slight cockwarming

not proofread

It’s supposed to be routine.

Your usual M.O. that is—you’re supposed to appear in some horny guy’s room, tempt him with whatever fetish he has, then fuck him dry.

It works every. single. time. 

But since meeting up with Leon, things are different.

A lot of the time he doesn’t even give you the time of day. And it leads to where you’re at now: horny and frustrated.

“Do you even know what sex is?” You throw your hands up in exasperation. 

He scoffs, “Of course I do. I just don’t have the time for it. I’m busy.”

Busy.

Busy?

Busy?!

Your temper flares hot and bright, manifesting a sharp zap of light that strikes him on the hand. Startled, he drops his pen, listening as it chatters onto the desk. 

“What?” 

His blue eyes narrow in irritation as they stare at your more demonic form, gaze dragging from the tips of your horns down to your bare feet. 

“You wanna be a brat, hmm?” He spreads his legs and pats his thigh. “C’mon then, keep yourself busy while I finish up this report.”

Growling at him, you stomp over and straddle his leg, grinding your bare cunt against his dark slacks. Your sharp nails dig into his chest and he winces but keeps his mouth shut. 

“Behave,” he grits out, attention going back to the papers strewn in front of him. 

You ease up on your grip, but your tail whips back and forth in your agitation. Rolling your hips down, you sigh out in relief. 

Your mutually beneficial relationship with Leon started a few weeks ago; he stumbled across you, weak as a newborn kitten, and tried to help. Convincing him to take you back to his place took some doing, but you were able to without too much hassle. Working your wiles on him didn’t yield anything, but pressing him until he got pissed off and fucked your brains out did—now, much to his consternation, he’s got himself a little house pet. 

Nipples stiffening, you squish them against his side, grinding your slick cunt across his leg. 

“Leon, please, just fuck me and you can go back to your silly report.”

“Hush,” he bites out, no heat to his words. “You can wait.”

“I don’t wanna,” you pout, hands gripping his shoulders to help leverage your rocking hips. 

He drops a hand down to pinch the fat of your hip and you squeal in pain before humping his thigh faster. 

“Shut up, you’ll get what I give you when I give it to you.”

He bites down on your shoulder, teeth digging deep into the muscle without breaking any skin. Fresh slick gushes from your puffy cunt, soaking his pants and making it easier to glide your pussy up and down his leg. 

“Please, Leon, please, I need it. I’m so hungry, pretty please.”

“Once you finish all over my thigh, I’ll think about plugging that soft fat pussy.”

Mewling, you grind your cunt down on his leg in rough circles, the fabric of his slacks rubbing your clit perfectly.

Your orgasm builds higher and higher with every rock of your hips—suddenly, Leon slaps your ass hard.

The sharp bite of pain pushes you over the precipice. Crying out, your back arches as you undulate against his thigh, pussy clenching around nothing while your climax washes through your body.

Not giving you time to recover, Leon grips your hips and shifts you to sit directly in his lap. Your drippy hole stretches around his cock as he splits you open in one thrust. 

“Thatta girl,” he mocks in your ear and you whine, walls fluttering around his dick. “Now, keep me warm while I finish up.”

[mushies-stories]

Little succubus

Demon!Ghost X succubus!Reader

(Little succubus- prolog)

summary: Ghost was a demon who deals with business on earth. one of the strongest and most feared. ya know, all that. reader is a shy succubus who thought she was fallowing a human home until she finds out just how wrong she was. Ghost however doesn't seem to mind; in fact, he thinks it might have been fate that dropped you in his lap. ALSO Ghost has horns. :3

Warnings: SMUT 18+, fingering, oral (F receiving), orgasm denial, unprotected sex, creampie, multiple orgasms, claiming.

Authors note: It's mostly... maybe edited but i will be going back and checking things out because by the end i got tired aha.

word count: 6061

“Well little succubus, just what were you planning on doing?”

You swallowed the thump that had formed in your throat. Words still never left your mouth, too scared and embarrassed. He could see you the whole time. It was just… mortifying you thought.

“Well?” he leaned in closer, eyes like steel as he stared you down. You couldn’t help the high pitched yelp you let out when he lifted one hand up to reach for you. The demon let out an amused grunt and pulled his hand back. Your tail came to wrap around your legs. “What is it little succubus, ya scared?” his tone was condescending and you swear he was smirking under that mask. 

If it wasn't already evident by the way you cowered farther into the couch, body shaking ever-so-slightly, the small nod of your head gave him the answer. 

He nodded slowly before standing back to his full overpowering stature. Eyeing you for another moment he let out a soft sigh and shook his head before rounding the couch and taking the spot next to you. He takes up most of the open space and when he spreads his legs out he takes the rest. You flinch when his legs press against your knees. “So.” he rests his arms on the back of the couch, eyes coming to focus back on you. “Followed me home thinkin i was a human man, that it?” he asks.

You nod again but this time added a little ‘mhm’ with it. You couldn't help the overwhelming feeling of panic that was starting to really set in. He was a demon and a much bigger one than you. Even sitting so close to him was almost suffocating. 

Your eyes were so big, so full of fear and glistening from the tears that were beginning to form at the corners of your eyes. “You don’t do that very often do you?” he asks, watching your every move and listening to your racing heartbeat. He knew the answer already, no, you didn't. You were too shy and much too scared. Most other succubus would be trying to use their looks and charm to get around the situation. Some don’t even hesitate to throw themself right at his feet, offering their bodies to use as an apology. But you? Oh no. You were so scared you couldn’t even move. A little doe in the headlights. Perfect little prey.

When you spoke, your voice was so quiet. Ghost figured if he wasn't already giving you his full attention he would have missed your words. “No…only when I have to.” you answer. 

One brow raised at that. “That so?” He eyes you up and down, checking out your body and face. Even though you decided to wear a dress you were still mostly covered. The tight sweater you wore also didn't stop you from shifting in your spot under his heavy gaze however. “y’er grown.” he said with a little gesture to your body. “Yet y’er so timid and easily startled, even ran away when I took a shower.” Ghost recalled. He had to force himself not to laugh out loud when you scurried away from his room.

His intense gaze was hard to keep hold with, instead you drew your eyes down to your lap.

Ghost didn’t particularly like you shying away like that but it interested him, you were peculiar for a succubus. “Little mouse, you shy away so easily. Why is that?” he asks, wanting to know how you got like this.

You spare him a quick glance and a shrug, his scarlet eyes felt so heavy. “Always been this way.” you mumble. 

A gruff laugh fills the air around you. “How's that working? Being so timid and scared has to make it difficult for you? Needing the pleasure of others to feed. Even trying to be with another of your kind.” Ghost speculated. The last part made your tail twitch a little in annoyance. He was right about all of it. It did make it hard for you. Ghost had noticed this tiny movement, it let him know he was reading you like an open booking. You just got more interesting the more you accidentally revealed about yourself. For a long moment it's silent. You didn't know what he was thinking but the longer he didn't say anything the more anxious you were getting.

“What's your name, little mouse?” he asks, breaking the silence.

You hesitate to answer, not sure if making it easier for him to know who you were is a good idea. Not seeing a better option, you settle on complying. “Y/N.'' You tell him.

“You couldn’t be a virgin, right Y/N?”

Your eyes snapped to him and you could see his grin growing from under that mask. Your lips parted to say something but no words came out. Why was he asking you something like that, why did he want to even know. Your tail curled just a bit tighter around you.

“Oh little mouse.” he chuckles. Of course, and you just happened to stumble right onto his doorstep. His cock twitched at your blushing face, this just had to be fate. right?

What you being a virgin meant doesn’t go over his head, not even for a second. Since you were a succubus and a virgin; only feeding when you needed too for necessity then you would be severely touched-starved by now. Ghost was a strong demon, his power unmatched by most and comparable to only a few. A little demon like a succubus could barely withstand being around him for too long without feeling the need to submit to him. He would bet that right now your panties were becoming a mess just by his presence alone. That was probably what led you to him in the first place.

Your whole body felt so hot. He was looking at you like you were some kind of prey. You wanted to run but the dampness in your panties was growing and it was starting to get hard to ignore it. “Why are you disguised as a human, who are you?” you ask, wanting to change the subject from yourself to anything else. 

He didn't answer you right away, he seemed to be thinking about how to answer. “You may call me Ghost.” your eyes widen as soon as his name is revealed. “As for what I'm doing on earth, well that is  none of your business little mouse.” Ghost explained, with eyes of steel and steady tone.

You nod slowly in understanding. Yeah, it really wasn’t. Ghost was a very strong demon, well known, one of the strongest and one of the scariest. If you were scared before you were terrified now. Ghost wasn't even his real name, he was a demon who roamed care free in the shadows.

Ghost let out a soft sigh and relaxed his body a little into the couch, showing you he wasn’t going to pounce on you. “Relax love, ain't gotta be so scared.” even though the sight of your eyes prickling with tears and shaking body made his cock beg to be stuffed in your little virgin pussy. “Not gonna hurt ya, you're just a curious little thing.” he tells you. 

You take a breath and relax your shoulders a bit. Your body felt tight from trying to stay so still. You tilt your head a little to the side in confusion. “About me, but I'm nothing special… I really should just leave.” You hated how weak you sounded, voice uneven and evidently full of fear. 

She shook his head. “I don't think so, I think you'd like to stay.” his eyes were challenging, wanting to see if you deny it, lie and pretend like you're not soaking wet for him. “Right little succubus? You want to stay and see what a real demon can make you feel like. Bet your little untouched pussy is crying for some attention yeah?” 

His words were dirty and they made your face feel like it was on fire. “But… I have no idea.” you tried to explain how truly little experience you had. You only knew the dreams of the few humans you have interacted with. “Why would you want to be with someone like me… I'll only disappoint you.” as you spoke your eyes fell back down and your voice was nothing more than a whisper. You feared that if you let him in like that or anyone else that they become unhappy the moment they realize you lacked experience. 

Ghost didn’t like this, he didn’t like seeing you fall apart about yourself. He knew having you to himself would be everything he’s ever needed. He wanted you and only you, something drew him to you. He just wanted to reach out and pull you against him and keep you there. After a minute of silence he decided the gentle approach wasn’t to his pacing. 

With a grunt he gripped a massive hand around your ankle and dragged your smaller body so your legs draped over one leg. “W-what are you doing?!” 

you let out a quiet yelp when his hand gripped your hip, helping bunch up your dress a little. You drew your knees together to keep him from seeing anything. His hood on you was gentle yet firm enough to keep you in place. “I can smell your arousal little one, you're soaked for me right? Let me help you, let me make you feel good. All you have to do is say please.” he tells you, determined to devour you.

You blinked a few times. He was right, your panties were soaked and your skin tingles where his hand had touched your skin and being this close to him made your head spin. Your lips parted to speak but you didn’t even know what you'd say. Could you really admit to him that you craved him more than anyone you have ever come across. Your body burneing for his touch and the whole new sensation was  becoming so overwhelming. 

Ghost was growing tired of your resistance. You both knew what you needed and he wanted nothing more to give it to you. “Too shy, little mouse.” His voice is dark, a little ominous. He moved so slide your dress further up your thigh. You reached a handout to stop him but hesitated before actually touching his hand. Something about the way he looks at you, his skin on your own; it was something you didn’t even know your body was craving so bad until now. He watched your face as his hand slid between your thighs and pressed his middle finger right against the damp spot on your panties. You shuddered and he chuckled. “Panties are soaked mouse, pussies begging for something to be stuffed inside. Bet your body is just aching to be touched.” his voice seemed to get even gruffer, lower and he leaned closer to your ear. “Say it and I’ll make you feel better love, just gotta say it for me.” he says, hot breath fanning your already warmed neck. He messages his finger into your folds so your panties can collect more of your slick.

For a moment just you gasp and shift a little as he teased your needy cunt, making you wish more and more that your panties were not in the way. You looked at him with big eyes when your lips parted once again to speak, this time you managed enough courage to get a single word out. “Please.” you squeaked the word right when he had pressed down harder against your clit.

By the way his eyes crinkled at the corners you could see that a wide grin had spread across his face. “Good girl.” he said before both of his hands found your hips and adjusted you quickly so your bottom half was on the edge of the couch and you were sitting properly against the back. He gets on his knees in front of you and rests his large hands on your thighs. Your eyes become transfixed on his hands, seeing how much of your thighs they can hold. Pushing your dress up past your hips he practically groans when he can see the mess you’ve been making of yourself. Your arousal filled his senses and made his cock twitch against his tight jeans. When you look at his face his eyes were now only rimmed with red. He hooked his fingers into the sides of your panties and yanked them down and you let out a little yelp at the sudden action. Your hands gripped at your dress where it was bunched around your waist. 

Your brows raised when he hooked both arms under your legs and hiked them over his shoulders, Your cunt in full view for him now. Your tail shifted against the couch at your side. “What are you…” your voice gives out at the sight of him raising his mask above his nose. His lower face is bare for you to gaze upon. His eyes locked onto yours as he planted a kiss to one of your knees. Your own eyes kept trailing down to his lips as he peppered the soft skin on your inner thigh. 

“Smell so good, all wet and needy for me.” he mumbles against your skin before giving you a little nip. A hand released your thigh to your pussy so he could glide a finger through your folds. Your lips part with a small gasp when he circles your clit. Ghost kissed and sucked little purple marks on your soft skin while he toyed with your pussy. Then, without saying a word he lowered his head between your thighs and his tongue swiped up your dripping heat. The sweetest moan Ghost thinks he’s ever heard graced his ears. His thumb rubbed circles onto your clit while his tongue licked up your arousal. 

He couldn't suppress the groan when you whimpered and gripped his forearm. “Ghost, that feels… mmm feel so good.” you say with a sigh. His tongue was teasing your entrance, swirling around and pushing in just a little. 

He pulls his face back and rests his head against your leg. He focuses on your face when he abandons your clit and strokes his finger over your little hole. Your eyes were getting droopy and the blush painting your cheeks. “Just the beginning little one.” he chuckles and pushes a finger into you. 

Your eyes fluttered as he sank into you. Just one finger felt like such a stretch for your little hole. You knew you didn’t have to worry that much. Since you weren't a human it, but rather a succubus who wasn't a sexual creature by nature your body was meant for this to some degree even as a virgin. He pumped into you a few times, admiring the way your eyes fluttered the more pleasure you started to feel. You gasped between sweet moans that fell from your lips when he added a second finger. 

“Doing so good.” his voice was still deep but the edge to it had softened. He seemed so scary moments ago but when he's between your legs and looking at you with lust blown pupils. Even though his body still dwarfed your own it was comforting being wrapped around him while his fingers worked at stretching you out. 

When he found the spot that had your back arching he curled his fingers. Your eyes felt like they crossed and your toes curled. “Oh… Gho-ost, please.” you mewl his name. It felt like your stomach was twisting and tightening. Nothing like you’d have felt before, it was so much more intense now. Just as you were letting yourself fall into bliss it was ripped right from your when he pulled his fingers from your core. “W-wait.” you stuttered and blinked your eyes a few times to bring back your focus. A small pout forms on your lips.

You looked at Ghost who was smirking at you. “Sorry love, I promise you’ll cum just not yet. So sensitive I can't help but want to play with you.” he tells you. His hand rubs your thighs softly to help you calm down. 

He brings his fingers with you slick to his lips and takes one long swipe up his fingers. He groans and waste no time finding your clit with his lips and sucking softly on the bundle of nerves. At first he was just teasing, slow and gentle, only licking and sucking your clit. He was getting you all worked up until your arousal was dripping onto the couch. Your chest heaved and your head lulled back against the couch as you watched him. While he gripped and held one thigh still on his shoulder, the other that had been resting on your waist tightened a little, making sure your hips can't wiggle around. He sucked your clit into his mouth much harsher than he has before and your hips bucked against his arms. You can't help the loud moans that escape you. He let your clit go so he could slip his tongue into your fluttering pussy. His eyes were practically closed as he took you in. the way your body reacted to him, was so wet and needy for his touch was pushing him farther into a state of pure need and desire. 

He lapped at your pussy and slid his tongue along your gummy walls. His arm held you still the more your body began to wiggle and shake. “Ghost! Please… please it feels so good.” you ramble out. Your eyes were fluttering shut and that same intense knot was swelling in your stomach again. 

Ghost relished at the sound of his name falling from your pouty lips. So desperate and good asking him to make you cum. He wanted to watch you cum, he really did but wanted your first time cumming like this to be on his cock. So he pulls away, leaving your dripping cunt pulsing and fluttering around nothing and calling him by the right name. The moment he tasted you, heard you whimper and moan for him he knew you were his. He wanted to claim you and you him in every way he could and your pussy cumming on his cock for the first time is just how he wanted to start.

“Noo… please.” your voice was broken as you begged, nail digging into his forearm without noticing. 

When he looked at you his eyes showed a hit of remorse for leaving you to suffer again. But your disheveled shelf sweater falling from your shoulders and tail twitching at your side. “M’sorry little mouse.” he said it with such a tender voice you wanted to believe him but the ache between your thighs was unbearable. 

“Why… hurts Gho-”

“Simon.” He says, cutting you off.

Your head tilts a little in confusion. “S…Simon?” 

He nods and lowers your legs from his shoulders. He raises a hand to your face, capturing your chin between two strong fingers and guiding you forward. Your face to face with him, his lips only a beat away from yours. “Thats my name, since you’ll be crying it every time i fuck you.” he tells you, voice growing darker again. 

Your eyes widen at the intention behind his words. “Every time?” your voice was so small, you didn't want to sound hopeful.

He nods again and gives you a small soft smile, his hand cradles your cheek and strokes it gently with his thumb. “Sweet little thing, you're all mine.” he leaned in and practically slammed his lips onto yours. 

They were rough and the kiss was firm, his hands moved to your sweater, pushing the sleeves down your arms. He nipped at your bottom lip so you'd part them and with the opening he claimed your mouth with his tongue. Your head felt light and fuzzy, arms reach out for him and find his shoulders. When your hold on him tightens and you start gasping for air is when he finally pulls back. 

He bunched the end of your dress in his hands. “Arms up.” He says. You follow his instruction and lift your arms up lazily, like your limbs were just a little too heavy for you, you were already so lost to him. He lifts the fabric over your body and tosses it to the side. He looked at your bare chest with a crooked smile, delighted he didn’t have to waste time taking some useless bra off to see your perfect tits. With just his fingertips he trailed them along your lower abdomen, looking at the clear skin above your sex, your body shivered at his touch. “Gunna fuck that pretty little mark onto your body.” he growls before quickly grabbing your thigh once again and hoisting you up with him. 

You yelped when your naked body was pressed against his fully clothed one. Your body is now buzzing in anticipation, with the promise of getting your mark you were more than ready. He walks you to his room before doping you on the black sheet of his bed. Your chest bounced on impact and it caused you to wrap your arms around yourself. You felt so much more exposed with the way he towered over you, looking at your body with hunger in his eyes. 

Your eyes trailed down to see his erection and he was clearly big. Your eyes widened just a little but you really tried to keep calm, you would be fine, you told yourself. Ghost chuckles and your eyes snap back up to him. His hands hook into the waistband of his sweats and pull them past his hips. Once he was free you took another peak. He was big, that was obvious. Long and thick veins ran thick from his shaft. You swear your mouth was watering, the thought of him stretching you on his big cock had your head spinning. He was so big you knew it would still hurt, at least at first but pleasure would be what follows soon after. 

Kicking his pants aside he stocks over your body onto the bed, caging you in with his arms. He leans down to connect your lips again but this time doesn’t waste any time in claiming your mouth. At the same time he's pushing your legs apart with his and pushing the head of his cock through your slick folds. He pulls away for air while he grinds his cock against your heat.

Your body was aching, your fingers grip the sheets next to your body. You want nothing more than for him to finally stuff his cock inside you. “Please… hurt, need it please.” you beg, you breathe uneven and shaky. Your tail rests along your leg, wanting to curl around something. 

Ghost dipped his head lower and nipped at your neck softly. “Ask me correctly, Love.” He tells you. He wraps a lard hand around one breast and messages the smooth skin. Your nipples harden under his calloused hand. “Tell me who you want to fuck you little Mouse.” he rasps against you skin. He starts sucking and biting while his fingers start pinching and pulling your nipple before moving to the other. 

Your body was so sensitive you had to force your brain to work through the fog of pleasure he was causing. “You, Simon ple-eas I need you.” you plead, as tears start to prick the corners of your eyes. You needed some release and fast. 

Ghost’s cock twitches against your cunt then sits up enough to look you in the eyes. He smiles and strokes your cheek with his thumb, again trying to sooth you a little. “Alright, see there we are Love. M’gunna make you feel really good.” He practically coos at you. You nod a little frantically, not wanting to wait any longer. With a grunt he pulled your hips closer and abruptly slung your legs over his biceps. He pressed the tip of his cock on you pulsing heat, right at your tight little hole. Slowly he pushed the tip in, watching it pop in before starting a brutally slow pace at sinking into you.

Your brown knit together and your lips part but no sound comes out. You were too focused on breathing as his cock filled your pussy. “Big.. Simon, so big.” your speech was stained as he finally bottomed out. The tears at the corners of your eyes finally released and slid down your face.

Ghost leans down and licks one of the tears, your wince a little at the sudden action. “Pretty girl, crying over my big cock. Pussies squeezing me so tight and gushing around me.” he teases. “Gonna make you cum on my cock everyday love, make sure this little pussy knows who it belongs to.” He groans and starts pulling his hips back. You gasp and whine when you're left with only the tip. Gripping your hips he sank back in and started a slow rhythm, letting you get used to his cock.

Your tail instinctively inched closer to his arm and coiled around it loosely, just enough to feel a little more connected to him. You could feel every little movement and vein on his cock as it dragged against your walls. It felt good but you wanted to feel like it had earlier, when he denied you your orgasm. You wanted to cum, your body still aches from you loses. “Simon, please I want more.” you told him, eyes half lidded and swollen lips forming a small pout. 

His hips still for a moment, you were captivating like this. Under his mercy, dripping and begging for him “Such a good girl, asking so sweetly. Tell me what you want, what do you need me to do for you.” He urges.

You take a moment to formulate your thoughts. You wanted everything he could offer. While his cock rocked slowly into you it was his lips parting in a soft grunt that sparked a need in your head. “Face, I want to see…” you trailed off and your eyes shifted away from him. You were unsure if it would be okay to ask, you didn't want to upset him.

Seeing the hesitation ghost snapped his hips into you a little rougher, getting your attention. “You can say it little one, whatever you want.” Ghost had quickly come to term with the enjoyment he gets from hearing you confess to him. Your delicate little voice asking and begging him to help you. 

With a deep breath and shaky breath you nod. “Can I please see you?” you ask.

A wicked smile spreads across his face. He stills his cock, making sure to keep you nice and full of him before releasing your hips and making your tail let go of his arm. He tangled your hands together in one hand and held them above your head. “Wanna see the big scary demon huh?” he quips with a chuckle. The only response he got from you was your walls clenching unbelievably tight around him and a desperate broken whine. “Alright, needy little thing. You may see my horns.” he growls. With his free hand he hooks a thumb under the bottom and pulls it over his face. What little hair he had fell out, damp with sweat. You felt his body pulse around you and hot cock twitch inside, then a moment later horns were merging from his head. Big and curved back. His eyes were glowing, the only light in the room coming from the moon outside. 

Your eyes scanned over his features, momentarily becoming dazed at the sight of such a demon before you. “Beautiful.” your voice barely a whisper. 

Ghost chuckles and rolls his hips, bringing you back to reality. “Beautiful huh?” he repeats your words, a little surprised at your choice of complement. “Now for what I want, yeah?” he says with a grin. He begins a steady pace with his hips. He held your hands in place and focused back on your chest. Pinching and massaging your breasts while he started to move faster, snapping his hips a little rougher. “Need to make you cum love, need to see that pretty little mark form.” he tells you.

You wrapped your legs around his thigh and your tail followed, urging him to go deeper. You turned into a moaning whimpering mess under him, you knew he was holding back, still being gentle with you by the strained look on his brows. You were grateful for it, you would gladly take whatever he had for you but for tonight, tonight you needed it like this. 

He smiled at your fucked out face, fulling drunk on his cock. His cock throbbed against your walls, so tight and pulling him back in every time he pulled out. He released your hands and leaned back so he could watch your body move every time he pounded into you. “Taking me so well, so fucking tight.” he huffed. 

The pleasure was growing again, that intense feeling starting to build up and up. “Si-” you choked out. 

He watched you, felt your legs twitch against him. He knew what you wanted to say, could feel it. He dragged a hand down to where your bodies connected and started slowly circling your clit. His thumb sends waves of pleasure through your body and makes your back arch into his touch. 

“Please, Si… please I want to cum.” you practically sob, remember how it felt when he denied you earlier. “Please can I, can I c-um Si please!” you beg, desperate for your release.

Ghost looked at you with soft eyes and a mock frown. “Oh Babygirl, of course you can.” he tells you, voice gentle and calm. “Cum for me love, cum all over my cock.” he encourages you, pushing you closer to the edge with every thrust and harsh swirl to your clit. 

Finally, you could feel it, your orgasm crashing into you, sending you to a fuzzy blotchy world. Your eyes roll to the back of your head before closing, strangled whiny moans fall from your lips without hesitation. “Si-Simon! Mmm… good, so ohh.” Your pussy clamps down impossibly tight around his length, causing him to still his hips and cock inside you. Your stomach starts to burn with more and more pleasure, feeling like your orgasm is never going to end.

While your eyes are closed and you're lost in the intense feeling, Ghost is watching you intensely, watching you fall apart until your lower abdomen starts to glow red. He felt it burn under his fingertips while he continued to abuse your swollen clit, he pushed down a little, feeling the tip of his cock bulging, the pressure on your newly forming mark making your cry out and trash a little under him. “That's it, doing so good for me little one. Cumming so pretty like this on my cock.” Your pussy gushes around him, slick dripping and making a mess under you.

The feeling became so intense that blotches of black blobs started to fill your vision. You couldn't hear anything, but you could feel a warmth on your cheek. You blinked a few times; your eyes must have been closed because your sight was starting to come back. “Simon…” you mumble when his face becomes clearer. 

He chuckles softly and pushes some hair from your face. “There you are, lost ya for a second.” he says. You can still feel his cock, keeping your pussy nice and full. 

You give him a weak smile while you catch your breath. “That was… I’ve never.” You couldn't find the words.

His hand ghosts over the new mark above your sex. His hips started to move again, he couldn't wait any longer. He needed to fuck you now, fuck you until he empties himself deep in your cunt. “Getting your mark always makes it more intense, burned with pure pleasure.” He notes. You nod. You knew that, you just didn’t know it would be that strong and overwhelming. He didn't take more than a minute to focus back on plunging his cock as deep as possible into your dribbling core. “Need you to cum again for me Love.” He tells you, now gripping your hip with one hand and holding himself above you with the other. He slammed into you, much harsher than before. “Need to fill your pretty little pussy up, need you take my cum.” he growled. 

You nod, feeling the pleasure already building. “Yes, wanna cum again Si, please.” his lewd words and brutal pace was enough to have you right on the edge again. The lingering sensitivity of your mark makes it so easy for him to rip loud desperate moans from you. The sound of his cock slamming into you and your flick hole fills the room. “Wanna feel you inside Si, want you c-um.” you moan.

Ghost leans down Locke's your lips together, needing to taste you. Your arms came to wrap around his neck, pulling him even closer. He ate every moan and whimper you let out. When your pussy pulsed and calmed down around him, he couldn't suppress the deep guttural groan he made. He pulls back a fraction for air, his hips snap harder into you. 

“Fuck, gonna flood your cunt with my cum. M’so close.” he groans and huffs as he fucks into you. something primal growing in him as your pussy squeezes his cock, never letting him pull out too much. 

Your walls clamp down and your legs shake uncontrollably around him. “Ohh, ohh! Si~” you moan. Keeping your eyes locked on him was hard when the pleasure threatened to force them closed. Your orgasm came without warning, you let out a shaky high-pitched moan and clung to him for dear life. 

Ghost’s was so close, your pussy trying so hard to milk his cock. “Just like that, fuck… pussies clinging to my cock.” he says through gritted teeth. With a few harsh truths he was painting your walls with his thick cum. He pressed into you, making sure to empty him deep. “Oh fuck, taking all of me so fucking well.” he praises, eyes lidded and brow sheened with sweat. His hips finally stilled with his cock still buried deep. His cum leaked out around him, dripping down and onto the sheets. 

He leaned back and admired the mess you both made of his sheets. Your hair was a mess and your face was flushed. He rubbed your thighs, legs no longer wrapped around him but now laying slack at his sides. He looked at your mark, the pretty heart and that adorned your skin. He grazed his fingers over it and smiled when you twitched at his touch. Still so sensitive. 

“Thank you.” your voice was so soft. Your eyes were half lidded and threatening to close on you. A small content smile on your lips. 

He shook his head. “No need to thank me, Love. not yet anyways.” he grinned teasingly. “You did just hand yourself over to one of the most powerful demons in all of hell ya know.” he informs you again. 

You wanted to giggle at that but the sound died in your throat when he started to pull out. “Si-Simon wait, please.” you asked hastily. He stopped and raised a brow, a smirk playing at the corners of your lips. “Too much, go slow… please.” you plead. 

Ghost held back his laughter with a sigh. “How about we do this.” he offers and slips back in, even though it was now soft it still felt like it took up all the room in your pussy. He gripped your thighs and raised you onto his lap. “Why don't we take a bath and make sure your pussy is completely satisfied.” the look on of pure needy and desire in your eyes was all he needed. 

It took a while to get you both cleaned. Begging him to fill you up over and over prolonging the soak in the large tub. He didn't mind; however, you were just perfect for him. Needy and cock drunk for him. He was never letting you go now.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

Thinking about Succubus!Reader who appears in Ghost's room a few hours before dawn 🫦

You always get summoned to the loneliest individuals among mortal men, and never meet the same male twice (otherwise they would know it wasn't, in fact, simply a wet dream)

But this male is not like the others…

He's wearing a mask in his sleep, and the skull reminds you of the familiar horrors you sometimes see on your plane. He is both scary and inviting, truly a sight for sore eyes, strong and burly, sleeps naked, like lonely men almost always do. He's already hard, and stirring in his sleep – it doesn't matter that he's fully awake because he will think it's only another dream when he wakes up.

This man doesn't say anything as you climb on top of him, only welcomes you by grabbing your hips with hard, demanding hands. He adores you openly with his stare as if you're some rare treat that dropped in his lap and he's not going to ruin his luck by asking questions.

His cock is broad and blunt, just like the rest of him. Due to your powers you can feel his loneliness and pain, the depth of hollow sorrow inside him. He's like a dried well, waiting for a summer rain that never comes.

But when you take him inside and start to ride him, you can feel something else: a wave of hope, even a flicker of mirth. It's like a drop of warm milk in a pool of a dark, murky pond.

You know you have the power to bring brief moments of happiness to these mortals through copulation. You're a dream, a fantasy, a connection deeper than years of any dedicated bond, but the emotion inside this man swells to such painful heights that it causes you to cry out in pleasure and pain.

He grips you harder as you ride him through the waves of ecstasy, the strong hips under you buck up as he tries to get deeper inside the sanctuary only you can provide. You're used to taking men, riding them until they beg under you, but this time, you have to take support of his broad chest.

This man in a skull mask takes you – and you succumb to his lead like a supple young demon, watching how the plates of his chest tense with exertion under your palms. The dark eyes hold you captive like he's the demon here.

He gifts his seed with a deep, anguished roar; it erupts from under the skull and sends ripples across your scalp, and even if you don't possess the gift of reading minds, you can almost hear this mortal's thoughts: fucking hell you feel good, so tight and wet around him, soft and bloody sweet there on top if him, giving him the night of his life…

He holds you after as you lie on top of his strong body, limp and soft and purring. His pain is diluted now, the warm milk spreads inside the pond, and you feel the thick, calloused pads of his fingers caress your spine and neck. You breathe in sync like you've always belonged together, here, just like this.

Dawn is upon you, and the laws of this world and yours demand that you go back. You never tell the males that you're about to leave: it would be useless to listen to their pleas. But this time, you feel the desperate need to explain yourself, or at least say something and not just vanish like it was all just a dream.

"I have to go," you whisper in his language – you haven't talked in ages and are surprised at how smooth your voice sounds; like warm, soothing music.

His grip on you tightens, and you feel a fleeting sadness and despair, far deeper than any words can convey.

"Stay for a bit," he asks; his voice is deep, gravelly, almost like a soft command. You know without tapping into his emotions that you're the first being this man has ever asked to stay.

He's already torn between dream and waking, senses that you're far more real than he originally thought. It's dangerous – you've never, ever stayed this long. No one has ever held you like this after copulating.

You reach to brush your fingertips over the skull, tracing the bone and wishing you could touch his real face. It's also a spell that slowly sends him back to sleep and releases him from your illusion; the woman who slowly dissolves until his arms embrace nothing, until he will wake up holding only himself.

"Don't... go..." is the last thing you hear before he falls asleep, and you fall a thousand miles back to where you came from.

Back on your plane, you feel the first tear in centuries escape the corner of your eye. Your prayer, however, is the first one ever as you beg, beg for anyone who can hear you, to send you back to him, just one more time…

But who would hear the prayers of succubi?

[demigoddessqueens]

i just thought of a continuation of your helluva boss assassin succubus reader post. Where they come home and find the reader trying to bandage their injured arm.

With prompts, "honey I'm home." 25. "If you hadn't rushed in, you wouldn't have gotten hurt!!" "tis just a scratch." (Not on the lists but I added it for fun.) And Small kisses littered across the other’s face from kissing prompt.

Oh yeah, that was a while back.

I forgot which characters I wrote for so I’ll try and make up a list for the mains 😉

Summary: y/n is a succubus who got injured on the job

Blitz

A whole mess, like in “who hurt my baby?!” kinda way. doesn’t hesitate being your 24/7 personal nurse

Loona

A bit freaking out, and asks Blitz a lot for help. Will insist on cuddling with/near you that night

Moxie & Millie

He’s freaking out and trying to tend to your wounds, and Millie is sharpening her knives in a whole “who was it??!”. You couldn’t have asked for more protective or sweet imps

Fizzaroli/Asmodeus

First off, they’re all over you! What do you need? Who was it? Are you ok? Although Asmodeus (“Ozzie”) is more of a fretting mess

Verosika

How dare they?! A dirty lowlife who dare touches, let alone hurt, her babe?? Sure, she’ll constantly fret over you, but it comes from a place of caring.

Stryker

Oh he’s “angry” angry! That rattling tail just vibrates and you know he’s already plotting, scheming his revenge on who did this to his darling!

Bonus: Stolas

A flurry flustered mess of feathers! He puts your needs and recovery first but be warned! He will use every and any connection to find the one who’s hurt you

[writr4luvrs]

Succubus!Reader sneaking onto Levi's quiet moments unexpectedly to suck him off just to disappear into the nights would put him in a state of disarray. No matter how trusted he is amongst his peers, how are they really going to take in that this demonic temptress comes to obsess over him only to disappear with no trace left behind?

How would he even explain that?

[bloodibambiidoll]

True form

(Steddie x Succubus!Reader)

Summary: You’re nervous to show your human boyfriends your true succubus form. But you learn pretty quickly you have absolutely nothing to worry about.

Warnings: Nudity, sexual themes, some neck kissing, monster/human relationships. Nothing too crazy but if I missed any let me know!! Either way my blog is as always 18+MNDI

A/N: This is just a little Drabble about the characters from my fic The Pull, when I originally wrote that story I was a bit nervous to make her look as inhuman as I wanted to so I’ve been working on this blurb for a bit about her showing them her most true form. Just a cute lil slice of life moment. Wk: 896

“Hold up… so you’re telling me… you’ve been hiding something THAT sexy from us the entire time!?” Your boyfriend Eddie shoots up from where he was lounging on the couch to face you and you snort at his antics.

“I mean… I didn’t know how you would feel about it. There’s definitely been people who were into it but mostly I don’t really show that part of myself, I wasn’t hiding it exactly… I just didn’t mention it.”

“You really thought Eddie wouldn’t be into you having a full on demon thing going on? I thought you were getting to know us baby, but maybe I was wrong.” Your other boyfriend, Steve, who is sitting on the opposite end of the couch teases.

“It’s not that! It definitely crossed my mind because he’s a freak-“

“Hey! I take offense to that, you know!” Eddie huffed.

“You know I mean it in the best way baby…” you bit your lip and winked at him. “But what I was saying is… I’m self conscious about it and I didn’t know how YOU would feel about it Stevie so I just kind of kept it to myself.”

“Sweetheart, I think you’re the hottest fucking thing to ever walk this earth and nothing can change that, not even some horns and a tail.”

“AND wings…” you responded, still self conscious.

“I’ll still love you, WINGS and all. Also did you forget our boyfriend is a literal goblin?”

That made you snort out a laugh. Something you’ve learned about Steve is he always knew what to say to reassure you no matter how big or how small your anxieties were he was always able to comfort you through them with ease. Not that Eddie didn’t, he just had a very different approach, more of a “I’ll roll you a joint and you can smoke it while I give you head” kind of comfort. Which was great too, but sometimes you just needed Steve’s calm voice and soft touches.

“Okay then… I’ll show you.” You stood up and stripped yourself, before closing your eyes and taking a deep breath. On your exhale three things happened, little black horns started growing out of the top of your head, the cutest little pointed black tail popped up behind you, and pretty little black wings that reminded Eddie of the bats he had tattooed on his arm grew from your back.

“Holy fuuuuuckkk” Eddie groaned. “You’ve been hiding this from me? God damn baby you look so sexy.” He shifted in his seat, adjusting himself. You could sense his arousal and it not only reassured you but made your mouth water.

“There’s… one more thing. If you want.” You bit your lip in looked into his eyes, yours now that pretty crimson color that almost seemed to glow. When you smiled at him expectantly he could see your fangs and he couldn’t imagine how it could get better than this.

But before he could respond Steve spoke up “There’s more? How could you get any sexier than you are right now? Because shit honey… I never thought I’d be as into this as I am but you’re killing me.”

Your pupils dilate instantly when you look over at him. His beautiful brown eyes blown wide, his prominent bulge in his tight jeans, his jaw clenched. You wanted to fucking sink your teeth into his neck and taste his blood. You’ve yet to do that, or even tell them that’s something you want, but god you know they’d taste so good.

“Okay Stevie, I’ll show you.” You took a deep breath and when you released it just like before you had changed. Your skin was now the same shade of red as your eyes, your wings outstretched proudly on your back, your tail slightly moving from side to side, that sexy little mark on your lower stomach, and those beautiful black horns sitting so pretty on your head. You were magnificent, otherworldly.

“Fucking shit, come here.” Eddie outstretched his hand for you to take as you approached him. “You are by far the most magnificent thing I’ve ever seen. My little infernal princess.” He kissed the back of your hand, his lips plush and soft against your burning skin.

Steve reached for your other hand to gain your attention and fuck did he look good. His hair was a little disheveled from running his hand through it and the look in his eyes was fucking feral.

“I can’t believe you thought I wouldn’t like this… Eddie’s right, you’re magnificent, ethereal even.” He kissed each individual one of your fingertips, bringing his lips to your palm and down your arm before pulling you down on the couch between him and your shared boyfriend, careful not to crush your wings or tail. Eddie rests his hand on your bare thigh, leaning his head down to kiss along your neck, collar bones, and shoulder. Steve does the same on the opposite side of you, both their hands inching closer to where you wanted them, their mouths moving down your chest. You had never felt more beautiful, content, and full of love. You wanted to bask in this feeling for the rest of your long life. You knew you couldn’t, but for right now you allowed your heart to feel full and just enjoy this moment with your boys, allowing them to worship you. Every part of you.

[twistiraki]

A Magic Worth Keeping: The Price of Love

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Azul Ashengrotto was browsing through the library when he came across a mysterious book. He was drawn to it, his curiosity piqued. As he began to study the strange spells within, he stumbled upon one that promised to summon a creature of immense power and beauty.

Intrigued, Azul gathered the necessary ingredients and performed the spell. A stunning demon appeared before him, her eyes gleaming with power. "Who are you?" Azul asked, his guard up.

"I am Y/N," she replied. "You have summoned me, magician."

Azul was taken aback by Y/N's beauty and power. He was used to being the one in control, but he felt a strange sense of unease around her. "What are you capable of?" he asked, trying to maintain his composure.

"I have many powers," Y/N replied, a hint of a smirk on her lips. "But I require a steady supply of energy to keep them up. And that's where you come in, magician."

Azul felt a shiver run down his spine at the way Y/N spoke. He knew he should be cautious, but something about her drew him in. "What do you want from me?" he asked, still wary.

"Nothing that you can't provide," Y/N said, stepping closer to Azul. "I need to kiss you to keep my power up. And in return, I can grant you anything you desire."

Azul felt a surge of desire course through him at Y/N's words. He knew he should resist, but he couldn't help himself. "Anything?" he asked, his guard slowly coming down.

"Anything," Y/N repeated, her eyes locked on Azul's. "But first, let me show you what I'm capable of."

As Y/N kissed Azul, he felt a rush of energy and warmth that he had never experienced before. He knew he was in deep trouble, but he couldn't resist Y/N's power.

As they spent more time together, Azul found himself drawn to Y/N's strength and confidence. But he also sensed that there was more to her than she was letting on. "Who are you, really?" he asked one day, as they sit together.

Y/N looked at him, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and desire. "I'm a succubus," she said. "I need energy to survive. And you, Azul, are my source of energy."

Azul felt a pang of sadness and fear at Y/N's words. He knew that he was risking everything by being with her. But he also knew that he couldn't let her go.

As time passed, Azul became increasingly afraid that Y/N was using him for her own gain. He couldn't shake the feeling that their relationship was based solely on her need for energy. Despite his fears, he found himself unable to resist her seductive kisses.

One day, Y/N noticed Azul's apprehension and asked him what was wrong. He hesitated at first, but eventually confessed his fears to her. "I can't help but feel like you're using me," he said, his voice trembling. "Like all you care about is the energy I provide."

Y/N looked at Azul, her eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and understanding. "I understand why you might feel that way," she said. "But that's not the case. I care about you, Azul. More than you know. But even that doesn't matter right now "

Y/N told Azul that she had to return to the demon realm, as her powers were beginning to fade in the human world. Azul panicked at the thought of losing her, and begged her to stay.

Y/N looked at him with tears in her eyes. "Azul, I can't stay," she said softly. "I don't belong here. I'm a Succubus, and my place is in the demon realm."

Azul felt his heart shatter at her words. "But I love you, Y/N," he said, his voice trembling. "I can't bear the thought of losing you."

Y/N reached out and took his hand. "Azul, there is a way to keep me here," she said. "But it comes at a cost. We have to give up our magic."

Azul was taken aback. "Our magic?" he repeated. "Why?"

"Because the spell that turned me into a human was powered by magic," Y/N explained. "If you give up your magic, I'll become fully human and won't have to return to the demon realm."

Azul was torn. He had built his entire reputation and identity around his magic, and the thought of giving it up was terrifying. But the thought of losing Y/N was even worse.

He thought back to all the times he had used his magic to take advantage of others, and felt a deep sense of shame. He had always prided himself on his cunning and intelligence, but now he saw how selfish and heartless he had been.

Without a word, he reached out and took Y/N's hand, feeling a surge of warmth and love flow through him. "I'll do it," he said, his voice firm. "I'll give up my magic for you, Y/N. I love you more than anything."

Y/N's eyes filled with tears as she looked at him. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice trembling. “I know how much your magic means to you.”

Azul nodded. "I'm sure," he said. "I want to be with you, no matter what it takes."

With a trembling hand, Azul reached out and touched Y/N's. 

"I love you," Azul said softly.

"I love you too," Y/N replied, a tear running down her cheek. With that, Azul leaned in and kissed her deeply. As their lips touched, a bright light filled the room, and Azul felt a surge of power leaving his body and flowing into Y/N's.

When they finally pulled away from each other, Y/N's eyes were glowing with a new light, and Azul felt the absence of his magic keenly. But it didn't matter, because he had the love of his life by his side.

Azul and Y/N stepped out of the room, holding hands tightly. Azul's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Y/N with a mixture of sadness and gratitude. He knew that he had to give up his magic to be with her, but the thought of never being able to wield its power again was overwhelming.

Y/N could feel Azul's pain and she held him closer, resting her head on his shoulder. "It's okay, Azul. I'm here for you," she whispered, gently wiping away his tears.

Azul took a deep breath and nodded, determined to be strong for Y/N. They walked through the halls of Octavinelle, the silence between them visible. Azul couldn't help but feel like he was losing a part of himself, a part that had defined him for so long.

But as they stepped outside into the sunlight, something strange began to happen. Azul felt a faint tingling sensation in his fingertips. He looked down and saw a tiny spark of magic flickering in the palm of his hand.

Y/N noticed too and gasped in delight. "Look, Azul! Your magic is still there. We can build it back up together," she said, smiling at him with love in her eyes.

Azul's eyes widened in surprise as he stared at his hand in disbelief. He had thought that his magic was gone forever, but Y/N had given him a glimmer of hope.

Tears of joy filled his eyes as he looked back at Y/N. "Thank you, Y/N. I didn't think it was possible," he said, his voice choked with emotion.

Y/N smiled back at him, her eyes shining with tears. "I'll always be here for you, Azul. We'll build our magic together," she said, her words filled with love and promise.

[lipglossanon]

okay hear me out,,,,,, re4 remake leon and he’s essentially assigned to a succubus, like she’s a failed experiment- too human, not monster enough but monster enough if you know what i mean 😏 and he’s essentially asked to keep her as a pet because she can’t live on her own but i know you said you wanted to wrap up some series and i feel like this could become a series but like,, i’m now so obsessed with leon having a pet sex demon and he’s so confused because she’s like a little lap dog and he even has permission to take her to work if he is to work in the office because of Government Reasons™️ and she has a bed under his desk and uses his shoes as a pillow while he works, eventually she climbs into his lap and starts purring absolutely freaking him out but when he figures it out he’s fine with it and spends their time at home seeing what makes her purr 🥵 also like him getting her a collar and her crying because she’s very much a creature not like a hybrid but like a hybrid/cryptid thing and she feels soooooo overwhelmed that someone would want to keep her that she doesn’t leave him the entire day and that’s when they have sex for the first time and he’s getting comfortable with having her around to point they’re forming routines and he’s helping her blend in in public but still letting her be a little creature/animal at home to help her relieve some stress 😉

- 💀

(okay but like older leon and sex demon,,,, like he’s practically ready to retire and he’s been given this failed experiment to babysit and he’s so grumpy and cranky but she’s so sweet and just oblivious to him being annoyed that when he snaps at her for accidentally getting into his office she cries and he just looses it because he feels so bad and that when he starts to realize she isn’t like all of the things he’s killed and that’s why he was given her because she’s not a monster just forced to be one and he spends more time getting to know her and even asking to take her to work to figure out more about her like i could go on forever 🤭)

💀 anon! I love this idea!!

Both ideas actually 🤭 re4 make Leon who’s just kinda like going with the flow and then grumpy older Leon who comes to realize she’s harmless and actually sweet 🥺

Maybe Leon doesn’t even realize what a succubus is so he’s kinda thrown off by being so drawn to her and wanting her in all kinds of ways and then finally when it clicks for him he’s very much living out all of his fantasies that she’s very obviously down for 🤭

[bookishtheaterlover7]

https://www.tumblr.com/bookishtheaterlover7/732679541928099840/succubus-reader-not-ashamed-of-being-chill-naked?source=share

High bets on her job would be a burlesque performer Girls confident on her own nudity

I'm kidding!

Honestly, An🫶n. I haven't thought of that.

I thought she'd go the innocent unsuspecting route and be a bookshop keeper (cliche as it is😅) or even a barista at the local coffee shop. But maybe...

I have a full year to think on this and the details of the story, I hope I can keep y'all hyped until the chapters drop in time for Kinktober 2024 😁, and actually learn to write some halfway decent hot smut.

The story seriously might never work without it.

But I'll keep this in mind, because the concept is interesting...🤔

[strangereads]

tj this was fucking delectable ilysm thank u thank u thank u

first off, the entirety of this description was incredible <3

omggggg eddie cumming after like ten seconds of you in his lap!! hell yes he did!! and i love him for it! nothing more romantic than a guy who is then seconds from busting from your presence alone 😌

NEEDY EDDIE!!! NEEDY EDDIE <3 NEEDY EDDIE!!!

Stockholm Syndrom | Eddie Munson x Succubus!Reader

cw: contains darker themes so if you don’t feel comfy don’t read it. obsessive behaviours, mind control, magic, religion (nothing specific) demon!reader, cnc? (the demon controls Eddie in a way) seduction, submissive Eddie, female!demon, descriptions of the reader as a demon, p in v, oral, mild suffocation, dirty talk, cream pie, cum eating, biting, breeding!kink? (Idk reader needs cum to survive)

WC: 3.7k

Eddie was abruptly awoken in the middle of the night and felt like something was off. He looked at the clock and saw that it was exactly 3:33am. He felt a burning sensation all over his skin like he was being pricked by tiny needles. He checked his temperature, but it was normal. He felt like his clothes were suffocating him and had an intense urge to take them off. They felt unusually tight and itchy as if they were made of a different material. Eddie couldn't shake the feeling that something was different, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

As Eddie slowly regained consciousness, he noticed a peculiar smell lingering in the air of his room. It was a heady aroma, almost as if a candle had been blown out, yet none had been lit in his room for quite some time. He couldn't quite put his finger on the scent, but it was unusual and piqued his curiosity. As he lay there, his senses slowly coming back to him, he found himself increasingly intrigued by the mysterious fragrance.

He shuffled in his bed; taking his clothes off, he noticed a dim red light glowing from his closet. The more Eddie stared, the more he became hypnotized.

He wasn’t scared like he should have been. It was way too similar to the gates of The Upsidedow, but Eddie knew this was different. He felt a strange calmness and urge to go closer. He sat up, swung his feet over the edge of the bed, and suddenly everything returned to normal.

The shock in temperature jolted Eddie back into the confines of his warm bed. The February air seeped through the thin window pane of the new trailer that was graciously given by the government when his uncle was split in half during the “earthquake.”

He immediately went back to sleep, essentially forgetting about the whole experience until it happened again the next night.

3:33am, hot skin, smell of smoke, warm red light filling the closet, the need to discard his pyjama pants and boxers, but once he stood it all went away and Eddie was none the wiser.

For a week, this kept repeating, and it was no different tonight. 3:33am, hot, smoke, naked, but only this time Eddie stayed put in his bed. He had a feeling, seeded deep within him, not to move.

Eddie dared not to move, staring intently at the closet door. The trailer was empty but him; his room was dark, with only a faint red light inside the closet illuminating a small area around it. As he watched, the dim red glow started to grow brighter, casting a deeper orange hue throughout the room. The sight completely captivated him and couldn't take his eyes off the radiant light. He was so engrossed that he almost forgot to blink, and he continued to watch as the glow inside the closet continued to intensify.

Dry eyes travelled across the ceiling and down the walls, following the warm glow. Eddie's heart raced, but he wasn't panicked; he was excited to see what would emerge behind the sliding doors. Then, a shuffle emerged as if the clothes hung in the rack were being moved.

Eddie watched intently, waiting for something to happen. It felt like hours when it was merely seconds.

Then, out of the glow, slowly, the closet door slid inch by inch, your hand wrapped meticulously around the edge of the door, smirking to yourself that this silly little man finally let you out of your confines.

Your long, pointed, black nails tapped one by one against the plastic of the door before pushing it open with little effort, making the door rattle and shake against the track.

Typically Eddie would have let out a scream at the sudden loud noise but your aura was calming, almost soothing, like he didn’t have control over his emotions.

A sudden rush of blood traveled from Eddie’s heart to his cock, he hasn’t even seen you yet but all he could think about was how unbelievably turned on he was all of a sudden.

Eddie’s breathing increased as he watched the closet intently. He was frozen as his naked body lay there, cock growing hard by the second, but he knew he shouldn’t touch himself, not yet. If he waited, he would get rewarded. And god did he want to be rewarded.

You thought you’d teased your little play toy enough that you slinked one leg out, you were barefoot, lacquered black toes nails were the first thing Eddie saw, next was your dark red skin. Your smooth, thick leg stepped out from the door, and then your wide hip that bore only a dark loin cloth came into view.

You’ve waited, watched, and studied him for days to ensure he was the right fit.

You liked them slightly inexperienced, needy, desperate; you knew you could get him to beg for it, to feed you. The life of a succubus is not easy, especially for you when you have a certain type.

Eddie watched intently as you slowly exited the closet, fully showing yourself to your next target.

“W-who are you?” Eddie scanned your body, your long hair was covering your large breasts and the loin cloth was only covering so much of your middle. He was so transfixed on your naked skin that it took him a second to see your face, your beautiful face.

Your skin was a deep red; you had two blackened horns that curved up and over your head. Blacked-out wide eyes and full black lips. You opted to keep your wings and tail hidden as they would only get in the way.

“You’re asking the wrong questions, big boy,” you purred.

Eddie agreed as he took in your swollen breasts and thick thighs, your scary but intoxicating attributes, Eddie’s wet dream. He was but a stupid boy, mere human in the presence of a…you were… well Eddie had no idea but you were everything out of his wildest fantasy.

“I’m Eddie,” he introduced himself.

This made you giggle.

“I know you who you are Eddie” you purred again, slowly making your way towards his bed, your eyes locking in on what you needed from him most.

Eddie watched as your snake-like forked tongue licked your blackened lips, catching the white fangs that resembled that of a vampire’s.

“Why are you here?” Eddie spoke confidently.

“You want me to tell you? Or would you like me to show you?” You crawled onto the bed on all fours and hovered over the human. His wide eyes didn’t blink, and you moved above him. Your sharp pointed nail traced his alabaster skin on his cheekbones. A shiver ran through Eddie as this creature above him seduced him into submission.

“S-show me” he stammered.

“Good boy” you smiled showing your sharp teeth before taking his mouth on your own. Your leg swung over his hip to rest your naked pussy lips on top his already painfully hard length that was laying flat against his stomach.

A loud groan escaped Eddie’s throat as he moaned into your mouth. You rocked your hips over his cock only three times and before Eddie knew what he was happening, he was cumming.

“Oh my god oh my god” he was so embarrassed, how could this be happening?

“Mmmmm, that didn’t take long to get what I wanted.” You smirk before slinking down his body to collect the white hot cum that was leaking across his bare abdomen.

Eddie watched as your long wet tongue collected his seed, and he swore he was about to cum again just watching you enjoy yourself.

“I’m sorry I- I- I”

“Don’t worry big boy, l’ll be back for more” you wipe off the corner of your lip and walk back into your tiny portal without another word.

"Wait! What? Who?" Eddie stood up to chase after you but you're were gone.

What the fuck just happened? Eddie came from a make out and a dry hump and you, then you just disappeared?

-

The clock read 8:26am, causing confusion to Eddie, who was taken aback by how quickly time had passed. He wondered if he had dozed off and immediately awoken or had never been awake?

However, the only plausible explanation was that he must have had an exceptionally vivid dream. The kind of dream that felt real, right down to the last detail. The kind of dream that leaves you questioning what was real and what wasn't. Eddie couldn't shake off the feeling that he was still in the grips of that dream, and reality was just beyond his reach.

The whole day, Eddie couldn’t focus. His thoughts were all about you; he was consumed by you. Whatever you were?

Eddie had been gripped by a feverish obsession, unable to tear himself away from his room. He spent his days in a state of constant vigilance, scanning every corner and every shadow, hoping to catch a glimpse of you. Each morning, as soon as he woke up, he would rush to the closet, tearing through the clothes in a frenzied search for any sign of your presence. He tore apart the shelves, looking for hidden doors, false walls, any clue that might lead him to you. But despite his tireless efforts, he found nothing, and his search continued without end. Everything was underwhelmingly ordinary.

Disappointment flooded Eddie as the hours passed, and you didn’t show up. But Eddie held onto hope that you would come back.

Wayne eventually started getting worried by day three when Eddie didn’t leave the room.

Three days and you weren’t back. He was held prisoner by his own thoughts and memories of you. He was convincing himself that it was just a vivid dream, but something in the back of his mind he knew was real.

He obsessively drew every exquisite detail of you, capturing every curve and line with care. He eagerly incorporated you into his Dungeons and Dragons campaigns, weaving your seduction into the magical world he had created.

As he worked to clean up the garage where he spent his days, he often found himself lost in thoughts of you, imagining your body and the sound of your voice. He couldn't resist the urge to doodle you on the workstations, bringing you to life in his own small way. He even started writing song lyrics about you, even though there was very little to go off of. It was like he couldn’t escape; you were a shadow holding him hostage. You were a whisper telling him he would never get away, and he didn’t want to.

You were now his whole world and he would do everything to try and get you back.

Eddie had been stranded in your world for three long weeks. He spent every night trying his best to stay awake, hoping to catch a glimpse of you. However, despite his best efforts, he would eventually succumb to sleep, and every morning, he would wake up feeling disappointed and frustrated.

The passing days seemed endless, and Eddie grew increasingly desperate to find a way back to his regular life. His friends noticed a change in him, he was adgitated, not wanting to talk to anyone, he only wanted you back.

Tonight was no different, Eddie watched and waiting for the light to guide him back to you. But he was exhausted, hardly getting any sleep for the past three weeks. He passed out on his bed extra early, not even seven in the evening and was out like a light.

3:33am. Eddie gasped awake like all the other times, he smelled the burnt out candel, the room temperature changed. Eddie stripped himself of all his clothing as quickly as possible and lay still, hoping and praying to whatever dark angel that you were to come to visit him once again.

The room's glow brightened as you passed through your realm to Eddie's. You could hear his heart pumping faster as you got closer. You missed your little toy, but your hunger had been satiated, and you wanted to be greedy; it was fun to tease this human.

"Did you miss me?" You ask as you step out of the portal.

"Yes," Eddie quickly answered, sitting up against the headboard.

"Good boy." You praised as you saw he was already hard for you, not that he had much choice.

"What are you?" Eddie bravely asks.

"I'm a succubus, isn't it obvious?" you cock your head.

"What's your name?" he questions as you approach the bed.

"Nice try, you're smart Eddie, you know I can't give you that." You sit on his lap like you had that first night.

"What can I call you then?" He watches you trail your sharp claws along his chest as you hypnotize Eddie with your beauty.

"Don't worry about that" you cup his chin in your dark crimson palm, tilting his head up to yours so you can taste his lips. No human before him had tasted quite like this. You've been around for thousands of years, but something was different about this one.

"What do you want?" Eddie pulled away breathlessly.

"For you to stop talking. I'm starving." Your forked tongue licked a wet strip up from Eddie's collarbone to his ear before Eddie spoke again.

"But I thought you said you were hungry?" he stupidly asked, like he was about to get you something from the kitchen.

"Exactly." you deadpaned. Annoyed that he was still questioning what was happening.

Oh.

Most men you find and haunt are more than ready and willing. You thought this one was. You watched him fro weeks waiting for your return, making sure he had become obsessed with you, and he had. But now he was prolonging his own pleasure, and you were getting hangry.

"I want your cock Eddie. Will you give it to me?" your saccharine voice pleaded as you ground your bare wet warm pussy over Eddie's cock.

Eddie found himself agreeing immediately without thinking about what that could mean.

"Good boy." You grip eddie's wrists, making sure not to scartch him with your claws before bringing his hands up your your full perked breasts. You flipped your long black hair over your shoulders exposing your nipples to the man benieth you.

"Holy shit," you hear him whimper under you.

"Oh, yes, Eddie, touch me" You fling your head back at the feeling of his hard cock graze against your clit, rocking your hips along his cock just like the last time.

This time, you may have placed a little spell on Eddie for him to last longer. You needed to have fun too, It has been too long and you were only a succubus after all, you can't help yourself.

"Oh my god youre so amazing" Eddie praised.

"We havn't even started yet, hunny" you cooed as you pressed his face into your breasts while still grinding your hips down on his shaft trying to chase your orgasm.

You stick your thin tongue in his mouth and explore his taste more. He was smoky just how you liked and earthy and a little minty.

Thank god your little spell worked because if you were on your brink of coming undone Eddie sure would’ve been long gone by now and your fun would have been over before it had started.

“Mmmmmmm Eddie you’re making me feel so good” you praised as his hands explored your body.

His calloused fingers graised your deep cherry skin, he timidly groped a fist full of your ass before you let out a moan of pleasure as his hands explored more of your body, tugging at the only piece of clothing you wore it slipped off effortlessly.

“More,” Eddie moaned into your mouth.

“You want me to sit on your face, pretty boy?” It was like you could read his mind… maybe you could.

You tuck his wild hair behind his ears before he excitedly nods his head yes before laying back for you.

“Anything for you” Eddie was at your mercy, all he wanted was to please you, to worship you, to have you, all of you.

“Mmmmmmm, my sweet, sweet boy,” you swing each knee around Eddie’s head so they are planted beside each ear.

Eddie wraps his hands around your plush thighs pulling your full weight onto his face an dyou feel not feeling a once of guilt about suffocating him. What a way to go.

Eddie couldn’t believe how you could taste so good, so sweet. It was a miracle he hadn’t come already, an act of god…or demon.

“Fuck you’re good at this for a human” you hummed as your pelvis grinds into on Eddie’s lips. His tongue was working wonders as it entered in and out of your tight hole. You were riding his face, and he was loving every minute of it.

Closer and closer and closer, you were feeling the waves of pleasure consume you, your orgasm gushing into Eddie’s tongue as he lapped at you like a wild animal who hadn’t seen water in weeks.

After a moment of taking in your bliss you sit up off Eddie’s face giving him a change to breathe.

You hear a gasp of air as your thighs unravelled from Eddie’s face. You look down to make sure you didn’t accidentally kill him but when you looked down his eyes told you he wasn’t experiencing anything but pure bliss.

He deserved a reward for pleasuring you so well so you crawl down his body to return the favour.

“Oh god!” Eddie cries as your serpent tongue forked around the head of his leaking cock.

“We don’t speak of him,” you pop back up fully serious.

“Nonononono I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Eddie pleaded reaching out for you before you could disappear, you forgave him. He didn’t know, he was a silly little human and you were still starving.

“I forgive you” and you do by showing him how your warm wet mouth could take all of hick cock. For a human he has the prefect sized cock for you. Not so small, not too tick, and you know it would fill and stretch you so good, you couldn’t wait.

Incoherent murmurs were leaving Eddie’s mouth as you bobbed, licked and lapped at his hard length.

“Fuck! Oh, baby! I'll never leave if you keep holding me this way…. Oh, shit, look what you’ve done to me…” Eddie didn’t even know he was speaking as he was so drunk over you. You could tell he was a blubbering disaster so close to coming. No matter how much magic you had over him, the power of an orgasm was always stronger.

“How do you want me, Eddie? Tell me”

“Don’t care” He shook his head no.

“You want me to ride you? You want to show me how man you are by having me under you? You want to fuck me so hard and fast my face will be imprinted into the mattress? You wanna stick it in my ass?” You trail your fingers down to your clit, getting wet again, just thinking about all the fun ways you could have with Eddie.

“All of the above!” Eddie grabs you to get closer to him, so he can kiss you. Everything within Eddie is telling him to ravage you.

“Don’t worry my pet, this won’t be the last time you see me, you taste too good to let go just yet” you twirl a tangled chocolate wave around your talon.

“Thank go-odnees” eddie stuttered and you smirk at your silly human before pushed him down, needing him now. Your hunger ravished you; it was taking over your control.

Eddie shuffles quickly before guiding your wide hips down over his weeping cock. He watches as your hot red pussy envelopes him like you were made for it. And you were. Your body can shape itself to be made for whoever you are with.

“Made f’me” Eddie moaned as your hot wet demon cunt slips over him, wrapping him in the most pleasure he has ever felt.

“You like my tight demon pussy baby?”

“Fuckin squeezing me so good!”

“You gunna let me milk your cock big boy?” your pussy flutters around his bare cock.

“Yes, fuck yes, please, I need to cum in you.”

“Stuff me full, baby!” You picked up the pace as you started bouncing up and down on his cock.

Eddie was hypnotized by the way your breasts bounced up and down as your magic was starting to wear off, the need for Eddie to cum was all consuming.

“Need your cum!” You cried as you throw yourself forwards to sink your fangs into Eddie’s neck as you broke the spell, his hot deep spurted up deep inside you.

As soon as his cum hit your cervix, your own orgasm unleashed, forcing you to cry out as your pussy fed. Your body suctioned up every last drop from Eddie, draining his cock dry.

“Holy shit” Eddie lay there, breathless even if you’ve done all the work.

“Good boy,” you sit up to go. You got what you came for.

“Don’t leave, I love you.”

“Oh my silly, silly boy” was the last thing you said before disappearing into thin air.

Eddie couldn’t believe what just happened. He lay in bed, drained in all aspects, for hours. He was dazed and confused and not in the way he usually was.

The only thing that broke him out of the haze was the knock at the door of Wayne asking him to help him out front of the yard.

Eddie's eyes flickered open, feeling disoriented and a little confused. He tried to brush off the strange interaction with you as if it were just a very vivid dream. He slowly exited the bed, stretched his arms and legs, and went to the bathroom. The cold tiles of the bathroom floor sent a shiver up his spine, but he couldn't shake off the feeling of unease that was lingering in his mind.

Eddie turned on the shower, letting the water cascade down on him, washing away the last remnants of sleep. He lathered up with soap and shampoo, taking his time to enjoy the warmth of the water. After he was done, he reached for his toothbrush and toothpaste, scrubbing his teeth clean until they gleamed.

As the steam cleared from the mirror, Eddie glanced up and froze. There, on his neck, were two small puncture holes that he couldn't explain. It was the only evidence that last night had actually happened.

He belonged to you, his Dark Angel.

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[monster-disaster]

[monsters] Neighbors

Thoughts about living with monsters- You live in an apartment with monsters all around.

An orc family lives above you, and they’re the sweetest neighbors you’ve ever had. The wife loves inviting you over for coffee and a bit of gossip. Her stories fill the air with warmth as she pours your cup and chats about the neighborhood or shares a delicious new pastry she’s baked. Her husband? He’s a gentle giant, always ready to roll up his sleeves and help out around your small flat. Whether it’s fixing a leaky faucet or carrying heavy groceries up the stairs, he’s there before you even ask.

And then, there are the babies; two adorably chubby little ones with soft, green cheeks and big, curious eyes. You’ve become their go-to babysitter, which means plenty of afternoons filled with giggles and messy faces.

But when night falls, it’s a different story.

The ceiling might as well be paper-thin, with their gravelly voices and laughter rolling through the floorboards. Sometimes, those conversations turn into... well, more intimate moments and the babies aren’t just cute, they’ve got lungs that could rival any set of bagpipes. Their cries often jolt you awake in the middle of the night, heart racing.

Even with the sleepless nights, you never find it in yourself to complain, though. There’s a warmth to their noise, a liveliness that fills your small flat with a sense of family, even if it comes with a few sleep-deprived mornings.

Beneath you on the first floor lives a goblin who’s practically made it his life’s mission to comment on every noise you make. You do your best to avoid him, but it’s only a matter of time before you bump into him, leaning against his doorframe with arms crossed and an unimpressed scowl etched on his face.

He never misses an opportunity to complain.

“Your steps are like thunder up there. Ever heard of walking lightly?” he grumbles, or “How many times do I have to tell you? Lift the chairs, don’t drag them! Sounds like a damn avalanche down here!” And that’s not even the worst of it. The day he leaned in closer, his eyes narrowing as he muttered, “And for god’s sake, put a pillow over your face next time you play with your vibrating friend,” your face burned hotter than a forge. You were sure the ground might split open beneath you right then and there.

Since that conversation, you’ve found yourself tiptoeing around your flat, trying to keep your footsteps as light as possible, but even with your efforts, you know the next run-in with him is just around the corner, along with another list of grievances he’s been stewing over.

To your right lives a wolf-shifter, and for the most part, things between you are easygoing. He’s a quiet neighbor, the type who nods at you in the hallway and even offers a polite smile now and then. But his love life? That’s where the peace ends. His one-night stands, in particular, are the worst. You’ve lost count of how many times you’ve had to comfort his partners the morning after, wiping away their tears when they realize that "just one night" really means just that. They always seem to hope for more, for something lasting, and it’s always you who ends up playing the sympathetic neighbor, nodding along as they pour out their hearts. Of course, it's your fault too. You should learn how to mind your own business instead of feeling sorry for crying women. And men.

And then there’s his rut. The first time you realized what was going on, you nearly dropped your coffee cup. The howls, the desperate growls, and the unmistakable... fervor of it all carried straight through the walls. After those nights, it’s impossible to even think about making eye contact with him. Weeks go by before you feel like you can look at him without your mind immediately replaying all the sounds you heard. And he, of course, acts like nothing happened.

To your left lives a succubus, and teasing you seems to be her favorite pastime. She’s always around when you come or go, somehow knowing exactly when to time her appearances. She leans casually against her doorframe, dressed in barely-there lingerie or a robe that hangs loose enough to leave little to the imagination, her lips curling into a knowing smile as she catches your eye. It’s impossible not to feel your cheeks heat up under her gaze, especially when she purrs a playful remark. Her eyes linger just a moment too long. And those paper-thin walls? They do nothing to block the sultry sounds she makes late into the night, sounds you’re sure are meant just for you.

You tell yourself you are holding your ground, that you won’t give in, but every sly comment she throws your way and every time she catches you with a flustered look makes you worry that it’s only a matter of time before you find yourself at her door, falling right into her trap.

Across the hall lives an elderly minotaur who, bless her heart, has made it her personal mission to match you up with one of her grandkids. No matter how busy you are, she has a sixth sense for catching you at the worst possible times. If you are running late for an appointment, she is suddenly in the hallway, eager to chat about her "really successful and recently divorced" grandson. Or maybe you’re lugging bags of groceries, arms aching under their weight, and just as you are almost to your door, she appears, excited to tell you that another one of her grandsons, who just came back from abroad, is finally ready to settle down. You try to smile and listen, nodding along as she goes on about their good jobs, kind hearts, and how they need someone like you in their lives. And of course, you don’t have the heart to cut her off, even when you’re in a rush or your arms feel like they might fall off from holding the bags. So, more often than not, you find yourself standing there, smiling politely and listening for far longer than you’d planned, as she talks on and on about her grandkids’ achievements while her eyes twinkle with hope.

“Y/N!” The goblin’s voice rings out just as you step into the elevator. Your name rolling off his tongue is already dripping with complaints. "I'm sorry!" You almost shout when you catch a glimpse of his frown while frantically jabbing the button for your floor. "Y/N!" As the elevator finally slips shut, cutting off his grumbling, the tension drains from your shoulders, but your relief is short-lived when you hear the familiar ding and the doors open. "Hey," the wolf-shifter greets you casually before taking your place in the metal box. You manage a stiff nod and a quiet "hey" while drifting your gaze to the floor, unable to hold his gaze for more than a second. When he disappears behind the thick doors, you let out a sigh and shift the bags in your arms as you fumble for your keys. Just as you manage to find them, the door in front of you swings open, and you force a smile as the elderly minotaur across the hall greets you warmly. “Hello, dear!” she beams. “Would you like to come in? My grandson, you know, the one I told you about, is visiting, and I thought you two should finally meet!” Your mouth opens, and your brain scrambles for a polite excuse, but before you can get a word out, her grandson appears behind her, placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Maybe next time, Nan,” he says with a smile, steering her back into the apartment. You share a moment of mutual understanding before the door clicks shut. Just as you breathe a sigh of relief, again, another door swings open, again, and you freeze, momentarily forgetting how to breathe. The succubus leans against her door, draped in dark purple lingerie that hugs her curves like a second skin. The bralette barely manages to contain her generous figure, and her sultry smile only deepens as she takes in your flustered expression. “Hello, Y/N,” she purrs. Your cheeks flare up, and you barely stammer out a weak “Not today!” as you nearly stumble into your apartment. You can hear her laughter echoing behind you, but your attention is quickly snatched by the buzzing of your phone. Your bags hit the floor with a heavy thud, and you cringe, fully aware the goblin will have a field day with this. You glance at your screen, catching a new message from your friend upstairs: The kids are with their dad. Fancy a coffee? How about you come down? you quickly reply, no way willing to risk leaving your apartment again today. Sure, comes the reply almost instantly. Did you hear about the party that harpy threw on the fourth floor? She drives me mad! No, you think, but leave the message unanswered. Of course, you didn’t hear about the party. How could you, with the orc babies wailing through most of the night?

[value-vow]

Crying bc as hot as this was, it was just a cute fuck

— given

pairing: jisung x fem!reader genre: smut, angst, succubus!reader, switch!jisung. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 4.5k

summary: you seduced them and took their souls, damning them to a tortured afterlife. you weren’t used to them begging for it. 

a/n: my first jisung attempt. let me know what you think!

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[lipglossanon]

ooooh you said succubus reader and i was wondering if you have a type in mind like a vanilla type of succubus, a femdom succubus or like a submissive “i want nothing beside making you feel the best you ever have” type of “we’ve gone eight rounds and you’re peeling her off of you because she’s never satiated” submissive???

- 💀

(idea,,,,, what if it’s vampire leon and a succubus reader??? like he turns her and she turns not into a vampire but a succubus?? and it’s a surprise?? also feel like it could be a good idea to get like different relationship dynamics like a master//slave like he essentially has a pet demon- okay too many ideas 😵‍💫 re4 remake leon and he’s infected and brings back not only PTSD but it’s bogo, life long trauma and bring back a sex demon 🤔)

Howdy 💀 anon!

And I was honestly split between 2 versions.

Version A: succubus reader is a femdom and uses Leon to get off how she likes and just likes how subby he is so keeps returning. Leon at first thinks she’s just some hallucination but he wakes up with marks all over his body that suggests otherwise. Then she shows up randomly during the day for a quickie at his work cause it would be fun to make him so fucked out before he has to go to some meeting 🤭 then it kind of just devolves into Leon being like the only guy who can honestly keep up with her teasing and plus he always cums so much that it’s almost too much 😉 and maybe even activates like her womb tattoo so she’s constantly jonesing for Leon to breed her pussy

Version B: succubus reader has been bored lately with her usual meals and think Leon’s an easy meal cause he’s always alone and like never has any women around him except for work related reasons. So she sneaks into his house and he wakes up with her sucking him off and he’s so tired that he tells her to go away. But she persists until he gets pissed off and rails her so hard that she’s cum harder than ever before in her entire life and it’s like heart eyes 😍 so now he has this succubus following him around trying to get him alone all the time which just makes for a lot of angry pent up sex (which he totally loves; and hemisses you when you have to leave for whatever reason 😆)

Sorry for the book length reply 😝

AHSJVL the note ideas!! 😵‍💫 I love them both!! Vampire Leon is all oh no I can’t believe the consequences to my own actions 🫣 and re4 Leon is like I have no idea what’s going on and at this point I’m too afraid to ask 😪

[astralnymphh]

succubus!reader and loser!ellie tribbing? Like... with a vibrator...

Cursing you rn for plaguing my thoughts

if we draw on the basis of succubus strap, then we could imagine succubus!reader coming equipped with a vibrator. now, would it be just any run-of-the-mill vibrator? no. demons being demons, I think imp-intents would convince them otherwise into bringing something over-powered, stamped in warning labels (warning: your clit may just explode!), and of an intend to inspire fear; dauntingly looking. having ellie under your edict, an ankle cupped in your fist and spread wide 'till her hamstring stung, and forced to observe the way her and your cunt roll over the bulbous tip of a vibrator held by you— whining and weeping her freckled undereyes to puffed reds, is your prize at the crown of an inferno. cauldron of lusty tears at the tail of a rainbow. you can feel the force of her legs fighting back against that drilling sensation, the wants of enclosure around the vibration that made her clit feel pricked, engorged, oversensitive and screaming. and while you may not be the mother of demons, she'd still address you as if you were the mother of succubi. voice holding the vulnerability of a fucktoy. "h—hey.. can you turn the setting down? don't wanna come yet, m—mama." rasps transformed into elated gasps inwards, yet obstructed by the moans begging to filter out. she's staring up at you with these doey, watery eyes, ones you would see on kneels begging for forgiveness. and her mouth is slightly cracked, taking slim heaps of air her reddened, little button nose couldn't steady out. control being in your thrall, and the appeal of fragile girls under you relying on your mercy as their pussies happily eat up whatever you've got shoved in, or on them— is the exact persuasion that drives you on. either that, or just how her pussy: slicked from pearl to sheet in milky nectar your throat gulped to drink, and beautifully spreading folds over the vibrating head, so close to your own— drives you on. the details. the consequences of your torture. "mh-mn ellie, y'know whose rules we're playing by, right?" you ask sweetly, shaking your head side to side, and she nods with hesitation, folding her lip in to wetten it up prior to humming, "mhm." contorting her features softly, like she could loathe the sound if she wanted to. "mine." reminding her, you angle the vibes shaft upon her abdomen, and quickly scoot her further under you, throwing her into audible shock. impending your sensual shadow over her, pressing your own pussy into the toy so that it would press into hers. "fuuuckkk." you groan in delight. toss your head back, out of ecstasy, out of the ability to handle this. contrarily, ellie groans in overstimulation, "ughhh!" and scrunches her face like pain is present, breaking her lips open into a gasping, light-headed mess, choking and whining on overload, "f-fuhuck—" squirts all over the plastic without remorse for how filthy the scene looks, digging nails into the flesh of her lifted knees for dear life.

++ and she'd be bucking and knocking her clenched feet unknowningly into your backside the entire time. squirming around and laughing torturedly. screwing these worried little eyes down at her crotch. ughh I live for loser!sub!ellie.

definitely has a thing for wings though. takes one good look at yours and she's creaming unprompted. [big text version up for request] [ellie img from caitsgalaxy on pinterest]

[lovetei]

If a jealous gaze could truly burn a hole onto someone's head, the head of that human exchange student would have been long turned into ashes.

You, the hell renowned lust demon, were replaced by some short, puny little dumb sheep? Hilarious.

You had better chemistry with each of that sheep's lovers, people knew it!

You became Lucifer's assistant, and one of the only demons he trusts.

You're Mammon's partner in each one of his modeling gigs.

You cosplay and play games with Leviathan, hell, he even let's you sit by when he's having a meeting as the marine captain.

And you were Satan's favorite, libraries every weekend and cat cafes almost everyday, the grandmother's of the streets practically sees the two of you as a married couple.

Asmodeus? Hell, he let's you use his make-up without any questions asked.

You were also Beelzebub's favorite cook, he said no one could ever match your skills in cooking.

And of course, Belphegor's favorite pillow.

You're not going to let this sheep off the hook that easy.

[bloodibambiidoll]

Shameless self reblog bc this chapter of this fic is my fav thing I’ve written and I’m thinkin bout them today.😌

The Pull: Steddie x Succubus reader part 3

Summary: You move to Hawkins after spending the last decade in New York City hoping to have a peaceful and quiet next few years flying under the radar only feeding when necessary and making everyone you spend a night with forget you. But when you arrive, you feel a pull from two men like you’ve never felt before. As soon as you feel it you know flying under the radar here wasn’t going to cut it, you had to find them.

Warnings: This chapter contains SMUT. Rough sex, demon/human sex, dom/sub dynamics, spit kink, face fucking, choking, hair pulling, M/M/F threesome. If I missed any please lmk!

A/N: this chapter is much longer than the first two, and it gets a bit angsty at the end but I promise all will be well in part 4, which will be the final part! Also I’m totally creating my own succubus lore as I go, I hope no one minds that she’s not exactly lore accurate!

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Part 3:

The minute his mouth was on yours you shoved your fingers into his mane of hair and kissed him back with fever. “Holy shit. You taste so fucking good, how do you literally taste like fruity pebbles?” He said as his mouth made its way from your lips down your neck.

You chuckled “is that what I taste like to you? That’s so cute. Remember what I said about my pheromones? More or less it’s the base of my powers, depending on how yours mix with mine it can change things about me. For instance, how I taste to you.” he paused his assault on your neck to give you a curious look “when you say ‘things’ what exactly do you mean by that?”

“Well-“ you were cut off by Steve suddenly turning you to face him “dude what the? Why did you do that!?” Steve didn’t answer, he just grabbed your hand and yanked you in towards him until you were flush against his chest before he kissed you so hard it made your head spin “you were being greedy” he said looking over your shoulder at Eddie who was still standing behind you both. “Also that pheromone thing is freaky because you taste exactly like those cherries you get in Shirley Temples to me. And you smell just as good” you felt Eddie come up behind you and shove his face into your neck “you do, you smell sooo sweet baby”

Baby? He’s calling you baby and they’re both touching you and kissing you and you feel like if they weren’t both holding onto you that you might faint. “Fuck-“ your voice almost sounded foreign to you when you spoke, never hearing yourself sound so submissive before “I need you I need you both, please fuck me” you saw Steve’s eyes roll in the back of his head and heard Eddie groan “oh my god, I can’t believe this is fucking real right now, we are gonna give you whatever you want sweets, don’t you worry”

Steve leaned down and grabbed you behind your knees before throwing you over his shoulder and walking towards what you assumed was their bedroom, Eddie shut the door behind him and Steve set you down gently on your feet in front of him. You wrapped your arms around his neck and looked up into his gorgeous honey eyes “mmm.. you guys smell good too you know? I could sense you the minute I stepped foot in this town and I could smell you from a mile away.. I feel dizzy standing this close to you” your eyes shifted to a bright red again and you felt your teeth sharpen, you couldn’t take it anymore you ripped your top over your head and started on the zipper of your skirt.

They both just stood there for a second taking in the fact that not only were you not wearing a bra but the underwear you were wearing were basically nothing “holy fuuuuckkkk” Eddie said as he ran his hands down his face “you are unfuckingreal holy shit” he walked over and grabbed both your tits in his large calloused hands, they felt so good against your soft skin you let out a breathy moan “I love that you guys are appreciating my beauty and all but I really need you to fuck me now, I haven’t fed since I got into town and I need it. Now.” It came out WAY whinier than you intended it to but it still got the point across because the next thing you knew you were being pushed down onto your back on the bed and your thong was being ripped from your body.

“Holy shit. You’re so fucking wet.” Eddie said before he paused “woah this tattoo is so sick!” He was looking down at your mark, a heart with bat wings “it’s my- you know what? I’ll tell you about it later just fucking TOUCH me already” that’s all it took before he licked a long stripe up your pussy to your clit where he began to suck “Oh my godddd- holy shit your mouth feels so good” you grabbed onto his hair and tugged a little, gauging his reaction, when he groaned you did it again, harder. “Stevvie, come here” you beckoned to the other boy who was standing on the side of the bed watching his boyfriend absolutely devour your cunt.

“Take your shirt off, I wanna see you” when he pulled his shirt over his head you felt yourself salivate, you had seen them both shirtless from afar but it had nothing on this. He came over and situated himself beside you, giving you another head spinning kiss before he trailed his mouth down your neck and to your tits where he took an already hardened nipple into his mouth, making you moan even louder.

You took one of your hands that was in Eddie’s hair to grab one of Steve’s hands, guiding it to your neck and leaving it there hoping he would take the hint. He immediately understood and wrapped his hand around your neck, adding just the right amount of pressure.

He looked up at you with a mischievous glint in his eye “oh? You like it rough? Is that what you’re telling me?”

You moaned “god yes, please, use me”

“You hear that Eds? She wants to be our little fuck doll” he moves his hand from your neck to your jaw squeezing your cheeks “open”

You stick out your tongue and he spits onto it, tapping your chin implying for you to close your mouth “swallow” you gulp before sticking you tongue out again, asking for more “please? you taste so good”

“I’ll give you something better to taste” he stands up and starts unbuckling his belt. Meanwhile Eddie paused his movements between your thighs to watch this interaction in awe for a moment before he moved into action “turn around, get on your hands and knees. Now.” You are barely sat all the way up before he’s moving you himself twisting you on your stomach and hiking your ass in the air by your hips “fuuuckk I’m going to fucking destroy this slutty little pussy” you whimpered at his words, your pussy clinching around nothing when you heard his belt buckle coming undone too.

You push yourself up on your hands to look and Steve and god does he look fucking delectable, he’s pulling his boxers down his toned thighs and when his cock springs free you actually fucking moan out loud because holy SHIT, he’s long and thick and so fucking hard. “God Steve, I need you in my mouth, I need you to cum down my throat.” You didn’t have to ask him twice, at this point he was so worked up he felt like he was going to bust the minute your tongue touched him.

Eddie got behind you in his knees, completely naked now and you felt a big ringed hand come down on your ass causing you to cry out “oh you like that baby?” He spanks you again, harder this time “are you a little pain slut? You wanna be smacked around?”

“God yes, please” you wiggled your ass against him, feeling his cock brush against your slick slit. He grabbed it in his hand and tapped it against your clit a few times. You couldn’t see it, but you could feel that he was big too. After a few more taps on your clit you felt the head of his cock against your tight hole. He pushed in a few inches before pulling out again.

You couldn’t take it, unexpectedly you slammed your hips all the way down against his, bottoming him out inside you.

“Fuuuuck oh my god you are so fucking tight holy shit” he started fucking into you hard and deep. Steve grabbed your jaw, tilting your head up to look at him. His cock was so close to your mouth, so hard, begging for attention without missing a beat you wrapped your hand around the base and shoved his cock all the way down your throat in one motion.

“Holyfuckingshit- oh my god” he was taken back for a moment, no one, not even Eddie had sucked his cock how you’re sucking it right now. You really are some kind of otherworldly sex being because your mouth is insane. Eddie is having similar thoughts about your pussy, it’s feels so fucking good it’s like he’s dreaming.

You moaned around Steve’s cock the vibrations causing him to lurch forward shoving his cock deeper down your throat. He pulled back for a moment half expecting you to gag, you looked up at him a string of spit still attached to his cock from your mouth “I want you to fuck my face Steve”

He growled at that, grabbing two fistfuls of your hair and shoving his cock all the way down your throat before he started fucking your face at a brutal pace “Good fucking girl letting me use that slutty little throat like this”

Eddie moved one of his hands from your hip to rub your clit and you felt yourself getting close to cumming. Steve saw your eyes roll back in your head and felt your moan vibrate around his cock “I think she’s gonna cum soon”

“Yeah I can feel her fucking squeezing my cock. You gonna cum for us baby? Cum all over my big cock? Do it.” That was all it took for your orgasm to come crashing down on you, Steve pulled you off his cock by your hair, grabbing your neck with his other hand “you look so fucking good when you cum holy shit. I was about to cum just looking at you and I really want to get a turn railing the shit out of that little pussy before I do.”

You could feel Eddie’s thrusts getting more erratic behind you “God Eddie please fill my pussy with your cum, I need it so so bad” he thrust hard and deep into you three more times before he was pushing his hips flush against yours and coming with a moan that sounded like the best song you’ve ever heard, the minute you felt his cum inside you, you could feel some of your energy returning. It wasn’t at the point where it was making you sick yet but you were cutting it close.

Eddie pulled out slowly and then sat back on his knees making a whistling noise “god damn baby, your pussy looks so good with my cum dripping out of it. Time to get you even more messy. On your back at the head of the bed, Steve, fuck her.” it wasn’t a question, it was an order. He sat down next to you at the head of the bed and pulled you into a rough kiss while you felt Steve situating himself between your legs, his cock in hand. He ran his cock through your slit that was slick with a mixture of yours and Eddie’s cum before slamming into you in one quick thrust.

He let out a stream of curses trying to regain his composure because you felt so good he really thought he was going to bust the minute he moved. “Steve, move, please, I need it” he pulled out slowly and then took a few slow thrusts in and out before he grabbed your thighs and pushed them towards your chest fucking into you hard and fast.

“Jesus Christ your pussy feels like fucking Heaven, I swear it’s like it was made for my cock” he grunted.

You laughed a bit at that in between moans “that’s because technically, it is. That’s one of the other things that my body changes-fuck” he started rubbing your clit in quick motions pushing you closer to the edge.

“You’re gonna cum aren’t you? You’re such a good girl with your little magic pussy squeezing my cock just right” the next few thrusts hit you right in your g-spot and sent you over the edge, you came so hard you felt like your soul left your body for a second. Steve wasn’t far behind you, cuming inside you deep before collapsing on top of you.

“Holy. Fuck. That was- wow” he chuckled and rolled off you to lay on the side opposite of Eddie.

“Yeah.. it really was. I feel so much better now, thank you guys” your smile was shaky and your eyes looked hazy when you looked over at both of them.

“Were you in pain before? Also did I hear you say your fucking pussy CHANGES SIZE?” Eddie said as he looked over at you, wrapping an arm around your waist. You chuckled “I wasn’t in pain yet, but I did feel pretty weak.. and yeah, it’s one of my powers it changes to perfectly fit the cock inside me. Cool right?”

“COOL!? More like.. hottest. Thing. EVER.” He kissed your cheek. “Little infernal princess” that made you blush, HARD. No one has ever called you a cute nickname before.

“That really was amazing but I am so tired I need a nap like yesterday” you looked over at Steve who was laying on his back with his arm over his eyes, you rolled towards him resting your head on his shoulder “yeah, when I gain energy I take a bit of yours.. sorry about that. You guys should rest, I’m going to use your shower if that’s okay?” You stood up and looked down at them “you guys are fucking beautiful”

Steve yawned and Eddie rolled over and laid his head on his shoulder where yours was a moment ago “the towels are in the cabinet under the sink sweetheart, wake us after, we can all go get some lunch or something” you caressed Steve’s hair and kissed Eddie’s temple before grabbing your clothes off the ground and heading to the bathroom.

Now that the hunger for them isn’t as strong reality came crashing down on you as you washed your body in the shower. You were feeling so many mixed emotions. Satisfied definitely being one of the main ones but anxiety being a close second. You’ve never felt this way, you’ve never clicked this way with anyone ever. Never felt vulnerable enough to submit in any way, never wanted to go back for more. Never before have your physical features stayed the way you were born when you were with someone. They wanted YOU, not the ideal fantasy of what a woman should be. They saw you and they liked what they saw.. You wanted to get out of this shower and go lay in between them and feel their body heat until they woke up and have them take you all over again. That was fucking terrifying to you, how would it ever work? They already belonged to each other. You would stay the same as they grew old.. the thought of loving them just to lose them sounded awful.

So you made a decision, the decision you would make with any other conquest. You put on your clothes and shoes, and quietly walked out of the door. You did award yourself a last peak at them before, cuddled together sleeping peacefully. They were so beautiful you felt your heart crack a little as you walked toward your car. You had to get out of Hawkins, you couldn’t stay here and stay away from them. You drove toward your home, where you would pack up everything and go somewhere else to start over, under the radar like you planned. You couldn’t let anything like this happen again.

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