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psuedosugu · 11 months ago

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You know something I've noticed? Yeah, Nifty is your typical yandere but can we talk about Vox? You technically don't even have to request him as a yandere unless you want it to be romanticized toward you and/or further explored because according to ALL of the recent regular Vox x readers (and the show itself), he clearly has many traits of one especially toward Alastor. He acts like a toxic, jealous ex 😂 He cyberstalks people for one, he's manipulative, insecure (this is where possessiveness and jealousy tends to stem from), doesn't take rejection well as we heard from Al, is capable of being obsessed with someone, and an overall control freak. He wants to keep the Vees' image and everything looking perfect. Imagine this guy being attached to you. An absolute nightmare. Never any privacy, eyes and ears everywhere, can teleport with or without a screen, blackmail is 100% on the table as well as other tactics, and constant validation for him whether your relationship is forced or not. What sucks about the last part is that it's a double-edged sword. If you fuel his ego, he's enabled but if you don't give him enough attention, he'll try harder and tighten his hold on you. So while Val absolutely horrible, it's like you can never win with Vox. Not when you don't have equal power and he's stated to be very strong. Especially these days, tech is an absolute must since even jobs heavily rely on it. Life and the afterlife here is much harder without a smartphone. He's literally a TV. He wants to be watched and noticed.

So he'll get it.

exactly brooo

cw: themes of manipulation, blackmail, and toxic, controlling relationships.

gender neutral

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ੈ✧̣̇ || honestly atp he’s practically a canon yandere.

ੈ✧̣̇ || i kinda talked about this before but i feel like he would manipulate reader into thinking that they need him when its the other way around

ੈ✧̣̇ || as u said, he’s insecure as hell and he needs someone to boost his ego and make him look superior

ੈ✧̣̇ || he also needs some source of stability in his (after) life which is where you come in.

ੈ✧̣̇ || hed also never let things go or get over you.

ੈ✧̣̇ || he started beef with a dude that he hadn’t seen in 7 whole years, for gods sake 😭

ੈ✧̣̇ || bro will start fights over things that happened months ago and are over now done with

ੈ✧̣̇ || he also craves control, not only will he spy on you through your electronics but he’ll also try and control other things that he has no business controlling like what you wear, who you talk to, ect.

ੈ✧̣̇ || if you mention your concerns about it he’ll try and back off, but hes just so paranoid that something will happen to you even though he knows you’re capable of taking care of yourself.

ੈ✧̣̇ || he needs to feel like he’s needed.

ੈ✧̣̇ || he also exerts his control by threatening you with blackmail, wether it be secrets that you told him or pictures.

ੈ✧̣̇ || not like you don’t have a fair amount of dirt on him too, though.

ੈ✧̣̇ || he’d definitely fight a bitch for you, if you’re getting threatened, stalked, and/or harassed by someone (that isnt him ofc) said person better prepare for his wrath.

ੈ✧̣̇ || hes a whiny ass bitch which is either annoying or hot depending on who you ask and what the context is.

ੈ✧̣̇ || its also kind of confusing how he acts, he’ll be practically ignoring you one second and begging for your attention the next.

ੈ✧̣̇ || another reason why he’s so scared of you leaving is because of how vulnerable he’s been to you.

ੈ✧̣̇ || he’s told you things that he’s never told anyone, shown parts of him that no one has ever seen, and the thought of what you could do with this info if you ever were to turn on him makes him feel sick to the stomach.

ੈ✧̣̇ || despite how it feels sometimes he really does care about and love you, he just has an unhealthy mindset when it comes to love.

ੈ✧̣̇ || perhaps you should stay around (not like u rlly have a choice), teach him how to love someone properly. you wont regret it :)

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asmodeusbby · 4 years ago

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Good boy ─ Asmodeus x gender neutral reader/MC ~

NSFW +18. Do not read/interact if you’re a minor.

Trigger warnings: Cheating, jealousy, possessiveness, mentions of murder and gore, humiliation kink, choking kink, toxic relationship.

Other tags: Anal sex, bondage.

Disclaimer: The sex acts described in this work are consensual but can be triggering to some people. Please, do not read this work if you’re sensitive to dark themes.

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"I'm going to handcuff you and have my way with you, darling."

Asmodeus’ honeyed voice in your ear sent shivers down your spine. He was on top of you, shirtless, his warm body flush against yours. You moved your lips to his neck and kissed the love bites someone else had left there.

"Don't leave marks on my perfect skin, honey!" He would always tell you, the shameless bastard.

"Alright, handcuff me. But only if you promise you'll never do this with anyone else." You gripped his hair and yanked his head back, forcing him to look at you.

“Ugh, come on. Let go of my hair, you’re going to mess it up." He groaned as he slapped your hand away, then sat back, still straddling you. "I can promise you that now if it'll make you happy. But you'll still wonder if there's a dick buried in my ass whenever I sound out of breath when we're on the phone, right? I'll say I'm working out. But we'll both know the truth…"

He leaned over you, a wicked smile on his lips. You felt your face burning, your nails digging into the flesh of your palms.

"Imagine this body of mine writhing in pleasure while four hungry mouths worship every inch of skin.” He ran his hands down his chest, lingering on his nipples to squeeze them. “I've let so many demons play with me today I've lost count… And I wish you had been there to see me. It would have made the situation even more exciting."

“Well then, I’m not letting you handcuff me.” You tried to stay collected, but Asmo noticed the tremor in your voice. He chuckled as he pinned your arms above your head.

“Now, now, don't get angry. I don't feel like fighting again. Will you at least let me use your body as I please or must I find my pleasure somewhere else?”

He was so close to your face you could feel his breath against your mouth. The darkness in his amber eyes, his sweet scent, the way his lips curved in the most despicable smirk… those things were enough to make you want him like you had never wanted anyone before. Asmodeus lapped at your lips obscenely and you tried to kiss him desperately, but he pulled back, placing a finger against your mouth.

“I know you prefer to be in control, but you’ve been so cruel to me today... I almost drowned in my own tears because of you. So you understand I have to teach you a lesson, right?.” He ground his hips slowly against yours, his devilish eyes never leaving your own. "I bet you want to own me and keep me locked up like some pet for you to enjoy, don’t you? I’d kill you if you did that, of course. And then I'd eat your heart." He brought a hand to your chest and placed it over your sternum. "But wouldn't it be a fun little game? Just thinking about it makes me want to cum right now." He dug his pink nails into your skin, making you hiss.

"I-I’d simply order you not to kill me." You gripped his wrist tightly and he relaxed his hand, brushing his fingers softly over the marks he had left.

"Mmh that'd only make things more interesting." Asmodeus quickened the pace as he rutted against you, his clothed cock teasing you relentlessly. “What makes you think you can treat me like shit just because you’re jealous?”

"I wouldn't treat you like shit if you weren't such a horny slut…" You retorted.

Asmo moaned, trembling slightly against you. "Ahh, you are the meanest human I know…" He blushed and brought a hand to his cheek, feigning an innocent look. "I can't wait to fuck your ass."

You tensed beneath him as his other hand slid down your body, raising goosebumps on your skin.

"Don't be scared. It will hurt so good, you'll see."

He unzipped your pants and pulled them down along with your underwear. You grunted when he touched your sensitive flesh, the heat of your arousal becoming unbearable. He pressed his forehead against yours as his hand worked between your legs. You moved with him, desperate for release, but he slowed down his movements.

"You look adorable when you're so eager. Say that you want my cock and I'll give it to you." The words rolled off his tongue like honey, his sultry eyes darkened with lust.

"Just fuck me already and stop talking." You groaned. "Or do you want me to stretch your ass until you're screaming like a bitch instead? You miss being my little whore?"

Asmo gasped in feigned outrage, covering his mouth with a hand.

"You have such a sharp tongue. Maybe I should fuck your mouth instead."

He suddenly clung to the headboard, placing his legs on both sides of your head, and pressed the crotch of his pants against your face.

"I really want you to take every inch of it and milk it like your life depends on it." He moaned, rubbing his bulge against your mouth. "Do you want to see it?"

Without waiting for your reply, he unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock, its reddened head wet with precum so close to your face you could smell his distinctive scent. It was intoxicating, maddening.

"Look, I'm so ready for your love." He cooed as he touched himself lazily.

"You're beautiful."

"Aw, you know just what to say." He giggled as he finally guided his erection into your mouth. "You love my cock too, right? It's been in so many holes today. But don't worry, I cleaned myself up."

Without warning, he thrust all the way in, making you gag.

"Ahh, you feel so good." He moaned, fucking your face mercilessly. You gripped his hips in an attempt to make him slow down, but he was too strong. It wasn't until you dug your nails and teeth into his flesh that he pulled out, a string of saliva dripping from your mouth.

“Ohh dear, was I too rough for you? My bad! Don't bite me there though, it feels weird."

"What do you think you're doing?!" You managed to say between coughs.

"But look how hard and swollen it is because of you." He pouted. "Don't you want to feel me inside you?"

"I do. Just stop talking about… what you do with other people. I’ll never suck you off again if you don’t behave."

"Okay, but let me handcuff you, pretty please? ♡ Just this once!" He slapped your face with his slick cock playfully.

"Fine, do whatever you want, as long as you stop doing annoying shit." You scoffed, pushing him away.

Asmodeus giggled and got off the bed, kicking his pants off of his ankles. You observed his naked form as he rummaged through a drawer he liked to call 'Asmo's secret stash'. He always made sure you were well supplied with condoms, lube and sex toys. You found this habit of his endearing, save for the times he came to your room to retrieve some of his things to use them with someone else.

He returned to the bed with the handcuffs, some condoms and a bottle of lube. You let him straddle your legs again and bring your hands up to the headboard.

"I like it when you're compliant, love. It's such a rare occurrence."

Your heart pounded violently the moment you felt the cold metal around your wrists.

"Mmhm you look so vulnerable like this, completely at my mercy. I can't take it anymore." Asmodeus cooed as he reached down to wrap a hand around his cock. "I may just touch myself as I watch you squirm and then leave you hot and bothered for the rest of the day."

"You can try… But you keep forgetting we have a pact."

"Ah, yes! I love that you have so much power over me.” He was now thrusting into his hand as he pinched one of his nipples. “Force me to do things and call me your pet, please. Say mean things to me."

"What the hell? Stop jerking off and fuck me instead."

Asmo's hand suddenly halted, but he had already reached the point of no return. He moaned loudly, saliva sliding down his chin as his hips convulsed slightly on their own, his warm cum spilling on your stomach.

"I thought you were supposed to dominate me, why are you getting off on being my pet?" You snarled.

Asmo pouted slightly, then gave you a drunken smile.

"Ahh, how embarrassing!" He giggled as he squeezed the last drops out. "Good thing I'm not some useless human, right? I wouldn't be able to fuck you now if I were." He pulled the bed sheet up and used it to wipe off your belly hurriedly, then reached for a condom and opened it swiftly.

"Don't worry dear, I'll fuck you so good and then we'll have a nice bath together, I promise."

He gave his cock a few tugs then rolled the condom down its length with ease. You found yourself mesmerized by the movement of his flawlessly manicured fingers. There was something delicate about the way he did everything, even when it came to sex. Seeing him drop that perfect facade was extremely rare. It only made you want to taunt the beast that hid inside of him until he lost control.

You moaned when he rubbed his erection against your groin slowly as he applied some lube to his fingers.

“You want to be a filthy toy for me to use, don’t you? Then be a good little human and relax for Asmo.”

His slippery fingers prodded at your asshole gently before he inserted one of them. You shuddered, your whole body tensing at the intrusion.

“How does that feel, darling? You’re too tight. I won’t be able to fuck you properly like this.”

"It feels... weird." You breathed as he moved inside you a little.

Asmo pulled his finger out and plunged it into you again, his movements slow and careful.

"You need to relax, my dear. Just think about how perfect it will be to have my cock inside your butt, filling you up.” There was an eerie glow around him, his pupils dilated to the point that you could barely see the yellow in his eyes. You had seen him charm too many people not to notice he was trying to do the same thing to you. He furrowed his brow in frustration before planting kisses to your groin, nibbling and lapping at your skin while he fingered you slowly.

“Why won't you relax, honey? I shouldn't be gentle with you, you know. I should just fuck this little hole of yours into submission until you’re sore and bleeding…” Asmodeus said, pulling his finger out of you abruptly. He sat back to lift your legs and put them over his shoulders. “But I'm such a good boy, right? Say that I'm a good boy and I’ll go easy on you." He turned his head to press a kiss to your leg.

“Ugh, you talk too much."

He licked your ankle eyeing you sideways. “Oh, well. I guess you really want to be punished.”

You gasped at the pain when he thrust inside you, then bit your lip in an attempt to keep quiet as he pressed himself deeper into you.

"Haah, you're too tight. But you look so cute blushing and squirming around my cock, just like a sweet little virgin.” There was a smug smirk on his lips.

He caressed your legs as you struggled to adjust to the intrusion. You felt impossibly full, the foreign sensation making you quiver beneath him. It was painful and pleasurable and unlike anything you had ever felt before. Asmodeus' pink nails dug into the skin of your thighs as he pounded into you violently, his thrusts firm and fast.

"Does it hurt, darling?" He laughed, the sight of his little fangs making your stomach flutter in excitement. "I'd love to hear you scream while I make you bleed. Isn't the feeling of my cock inside your ass delightful?"

"...Yes." You groaned, hiding your face against your restrained arm.

"D-don't be shy, love. Let me see the pleasure in your face."

You closed your eyes, taking in the way he moved inside you, the sound of his voice, the touch of his hands.

"Asmodeus…" You moaned.

He responded with a low growl. His hips increased their rhythm, raw pleasure starting to tingle inside you. When you opened your eyes, the sight before you made you curse yourself for having let him handcuff you. He looked so debauched, covered in sweat, drooling and panting like an animal in heat. He was too lost in his sin to care about his appearance as he fucked you hard against the mattress, his moans barely audible over the sound of the bed creaking and his body colliding against yours. You longed to touch him, to make him writhe under your hands until the only coherent thing he could say was your name.

"I-I'll take off the handcuffs now." He said between gasps, reaching for your restraints. "I want you to hold me when I- ah!"

The moment one of your hands was free from the restraining metal you yanked him down to press hungry kisses against his lips and jaw. You let your fingers explore his body, caressing every inch of his soft skin, the handcuffs hanging from one of your wrists. He moaned and whispered unintelligible words into your ear, his movements becoming sloppy. You cupped his face to make him look into your eyes. His eyebrows were knitted together, his cheeks beautifully flushed.

"You're still the most precious angel, aren't you, my jewel?" You crooned.

His watery amber eyes fluttered slightly as his lips parted to let out a shaky moan.

"Let me know when you're-"

"I'm about to!" He cried out.

"Oh, but you won't cum until I allow you to." You pointed at your pact mark, a smug smile forming in your lips.

"W-what?" Asmo pulled away a little to take a look between his legs instinctively then brought his hands close to his mouth, a tear sliding down his reddened cheek. "Don't be so cruel, MC."

"MC?"

"M-master." He stammered.

"Good boy. Now, pull out and get rid of the condom. I'll consider letting you cum if you obey me."

He nodded, blushing furiously, then got off the bed without saying a word and walked to the bathroom. When he returned, black tears were streaming down his face, his make-up completely smeared around his eyes.

"Master, please! Please, I need to cum. This isn't right." He dropped himself on the bed, touching himself desperately.

“What’s with you?” You chuckled, grabbing a handful of his hair. “You look so pitiful like this.”

“It’s all your fault!” He whined, clinging to your arm in an attempt to make you lessen your grip. “Will you fuck me?”

"Didn't you say you wanted to beat your meat in front of me? Then I'll let you do that. You were so smug and confident before. Consider this your punishment for all the times you've stuck your disgusting dick in other people and lied to me about it."

"Ugh! Yes, I’m such a whore.” He bit into his hand as he pumped his cock faster and faster. “P-please, if you don't let me finish, I'll go crazy."

"Calm down, it'll be okay." You grabbed his wrist and placed a kiss on it. "Let me take care of you."

He sighed as he let you wrap your hand around his aching cock. He covered his eyes with an arm, his mouth parted as he gasped, his fangs peeking out from under his upper lip.

"That thing you said earlier about eating my heart… have you ever done that to someone?" You asked.

Asmodeus swallowed hard and let out a deep breath, attempting to collect himself before answering. "Of course. I've killed and tortured and done all sorts of gruesome things. I'm a demon, after all.”

You squeezed his erection, making him arch his back and moan so loudly you were sure everyone in the house already knew what you were doing.

“H-how do you feel knowing the one you've tied up and humiliated so many times has done things you could have only experienced in your worst nightmares?" He breathed. "You, a simple human, have bent Lust to your will. Isn’t it exciting?”

“Have I? Because it seems to me that you enjoy playing mind games with me while you go fuck other people."

You moved your hand up and down his length, rubbing him hard. You could hear the slick sounds of his cock as his tip kept leaking precum.

"Please, master! It's going to get sore if you keep this up!"

"Will you stop fucking anything that moves if I let you cum right now?" You asked.

"Of course, I'd do anything for you."

"You're lying." You said calmly, your hand moving faster and faster. "Why should I give you what you need when you keep on refusing to give me what I need?"

"P-please, MC. I love you! Those other people are just… pieces of meat to me!"

"That's what you'll always be to everyone. A dick for people to use. You might as well be one of those sex toys you seem to love so much."

The moment you saw his demonic pupils constrict you knew you had pushed the right buttons. Next thing you knew he was pushing you down, his hands around your neck, horns and wings on full display. His expression was completely bereft of warmth, black tears dry on his skin, features darkened by the disheveled hair that fell over his forehead.

"Cupcake." He uttered his safe word softly against your ear right before tightening his grip. "You want me to press right here, don't you? You're such a naughty human." He growled, thumbs digging harder into your throat. 'Didn't I tell you I was in charge tonight?"

You clawed at his arms instinctively, fighting for air and he chuckled.

"You could force me to stop, why aren't you using the pact?" He pressed his hips against yours tightly and rutted against you, his movements and the painful pressure around your neck bringing you closer to the brink. “You look so beautiful like this, with your life in my hands. I could break your neck so easily. I could rip your body open with my own hands and then use your blood as lube while I fuck someone else.” He laughed, his yellow eyes wide open. "Good little human."

The moment your body trembled with the peak of your pleasure, you felt his hands relax, allowing you to take a deep breath as you came down from the high of your orgasm.

"Oh, that was quick, I barely touched you down there." He ran his hands delicately over your chest. It felt like an apology. "Have you been a masochist all this time, my dear?"

"I-I just like the pain. Doesn't matter if I'm the one causing it or receiving it." You managed to say between coughs. “Maybe that’s why I can’t get over you.”

“Why would you want to get over me?” He pouted as he nuzzled against your neck. "Are you going to break up with me?”

“Of course not.” You ran a hand lovingly through his hair.

"Mmh okay. Will my master let me finish now?" His little fangs nibbled softly at your skin, making you shiver.

"I'll wait until you come back from the club tomorrow. It'll be fun to see how desperate and frustrated you are for me. Just for me."

"Tomorrow? B-but…" His hand was between his legs again. "I think I'll die, please! I'm dying…"

"Behave." You placed a hand on his shoulders and pushed him away gently, but he climbed on top of you again and sat on your chest, staring at you wide-eyed.

"Master, please! Make me cum with your mouth! I'm begging you, suck on it, please, just a little!"

Asmo grabbed your hair and lowered his cock to your mouth, the tip brushing against your lips.

"Get off me or you'll regret it." You threatened, your nails scratching a spot between his wings.

"You know I'm sensitive there, stop." He whined.

"Just get off me."

He pouted and dropped himself beside you, gasping dramatically.

"I feel so disgusting and it's your fault." He whined as he spread his legs and ran his hands down his body.

"You really are disgusting." You scoffed as you grabbed the head of his cock firmly and pressed a thumb against the slit, making him squeal. "Cum now, you whore."

You felt his semen shooting against the tip of your thumb, leaking around it as his cock twitched, spurting it out despite the pressure of your thumb. He shuddered and moaned, his eyes closed as his hips jerked slightly. You brought your thumb to his lips and he sucked on it.

"You are so mean." He breathed, his hands cupping his own reddened cheeks.

"So are you."

Asmodeus shrugged and rolled over to grab his D.D.D off the nightstand.

“Will you be here in the morning?” You asked, running a hand softly down his thigh.

“Mhm?”

“I asked you if you'll be here in the morning.” You pinched his skin a little and he chuckled.

"Oh, sure, my dear." He gazed at you for a second before returning his attention to his D.D.D. He always made sure to look into your eyes when he lied.

"I'll take a shower, join me." You said.

"I have to reply to some messages, I'll be there in a minute."

You smiled bitterly when you stepped into the shower and let the water wash away his scent, tears stinging your eyes. Asmodeus was never going to join you. You wondered if he would fly out the window this time or sneak his way back into his room through the hallway. Either way, the outcome would always be the same. Your broken heart versus his carefree indifference. A heated fight and frantic make-up sex.

When you returned to your room, he had already left.

Part 2

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