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nicsnort · 17 days ago

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Sex Therapist

NSFW 18+ male incubus x female reader

Word count: 2980

CW: hypnosis, dubious consent, illusions, incubus, cuckolding, blowjobs, edging, praise kink, pet/owner talk, squirting; also you have a shitty boyfriend

Usually, I'd have a lore prompt here but I really just wrote this over three days as a way to distract myself from...errr "current events". It is set in the same world as my other monster fucker fics though

You and your boyfriend were having trouble with your sex life. So, you agreed to go to a therapist. Turns out their therapist is an incubus, and he has his own plans for you.

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You were thinking of breaking up with your boyfriend. He had been super pushy lately about sex. He wanted every meet-up to end in sex, and when you said no for whatever perfectly rational reason, he still pushed for a blowjob or tried to guilt trip you. It wasn’t like sex with him was that great, like it was fine, but you took more pleasure just doing things by yourself than relying on him for an orgasm…not that he had ever made you cum in the first place.

Still, you hesitated to break up with him; the first couple of months together were great outside of sex. He was kind and considerate. Then, something changed after he lost his job and spent most of the day online; he started putting all his focus on your sex life together. Sex wasn’t everything in a relationship, and the way he acted was enough to turn you off. Still, you wanted to work on these problems together - though so far, you’d gotten nowhere.

What you needed was outside relationship counseling. And luckily your boyfriend agreed.

“Are you sure this is the right place,” you asked him as you approached what looked like a renovated club. He had found a counselor through a recommendation from a buddy from his work who had similar problems with his wife.

“This is the address I was given. I mean, open property around here is pretty scarce; I’m sure they took what was available.”

Together, you went up to the club—the therapist’s—door and rang the bell. A peep window on the door slid open; you saw a feminine set of eyes peering through. Your boyfriend smiled at her. “Hi, we’re here for an appointment with the doctor.”

“Oh, yes! One moment,” a feminine voice replied with surprising enthusiasm. The eye slit shuttered, and a few moments later, they were buzzed in. Inside, the office was surprisingly clean and formal compared to the exterior. Comfortable chairs and couches were littered around, a tea and water station against one wall, and a desk where an extremely beautiful woman was waiting to check them in.

“The doctor knows you are here and will call you in when he’s ready. Please feel free to sit down and have a drink while you wait.”

You found it a little strange that the woman didn’t take your names or confirm your identities at all, but you shrugged it off. It wasn’t like this was a selective thing; people only came here if they needed help. You poured yourself a cup of tea and offered one to your boyfriend, who denied it as he sat in a chair. His eyes were on the assistant covetously.

With another shrug, you sat on the plush couch across from him. Whatever tea this was smelt marvelous. Just inhaling the scent made your shoulders relax. There was a water feature providing a gentle, burbling water sound. As you sipped the tea, you sank into the couch. This waiting area was so relaxing that you were nearly falling asleep.

There must have been a silent fan somewhere as you felt a soft breeze drifting over your face and neck. Relax. The whisper of touch across your whole body. Let go. A ghostly caress upon your lips. Sink. A soft sigh escaped your lips. Deeper. Your neck muscles released, your head tilting back to rest upon the plush couch back.

“The doctor is ready for you.”

You jerked slightly as you were awoken from your dozing. Had you fallen asleep? You must have, or else had your boyfriend been speaking to you? Either way, you were feeling very relaxed. Getting up from the couch, you saw anticipation in your boyfriend’s eyes. He was nowhere near as relaxed as you.

The assistant led them through the door. On the other side, a tall man stood there. He was the most beautiful man you had ever seen. Both he and his assistant should be models instead of working in a place like this. Where did the assistant go? Had she already left?

“Ah, please sit down,” the doctor greeted, his enrapturing voice capturing your attention completely. He gestured you to a couch across from the chair he was standing near. With a soft smile, you did so. Good girl.

You blinked, confused. It sounded like the doctor had said something, but his lips had not moved. Your boyfriend entered as well, sitting on the other end of the couch. You barely paid him any mind; your focus was on the doctor.

The doctor sat in his chair, his legs open and relaxed. Through his dress pants, you could see an impressive bulge. It was so much bigger than your boyfriend’s. So, eager.

Your eye slid up to the doctor’s face. Had he spoken again? No, but he wore a smile almost as if he knew what you had thought. Let your worries fade away.

“What brings you into my office today,” the doctor asked, his voice low and melodic, forcing you to focus on it to hear him.

“Unmet sexual needs,” your boyfriend said bluntly. “She doesn’t want to ever have sex when I do, and when she finally puts out, she’s no fun, just wants to get it over with.”

The doctor raised an eyebrow. Then his beautiful eyes focused on you; there was a strange shimmer in their depths. “Do you believe that is an accurate statement?” You are a good girl.

“No. He always wants sex or sexual favors whenever we get together. I asked him to bring my lunch to work, and he wanted a blowjob in the bathroom in exchange. Bringing your girlfriend lunch shouldn’t be an exchange; it is simply something you do.” Your shoulders tensed, and the stress started to reenter your body.

“I see.” Relax. “Do you give him oral sex otherwise?” Sink deeper.

“Yes.” You are warm. Comfortable. You leaned back against the couch. Like sinking into a hot bath, a flush rose up your body. You were so relaxed. Listening to the doctor’s voice, each syllable pulling you down. Deeper. Sinking. Your thoughts were growing sluggish.

“Do you like sucking your boyfriend’s cock?” The direct nature and harsh words from his mouth were spoken in the same smooth tone as before. Such a question should have jarred you, but you were so relaxed.

“No.” You heard your boyfriend huff. Would the doctor be upset with you? Relax. You are safe.

“Can you tell me why?” You are a good girl.

“It feels like an obligation.”

Good girls like sucking cock. The doctor shifted in his chair, your eyes could not help but gaze down to his straining pants. The bulge was bigger than before. You licked your lips at the thought of his member aching to get out of its confines. “Do you want to suck my cock?”

“What the fuck, man,” your boyfriend shouted. The doctor waved his hand, and your boyfriend stiffened as if restrained.

“Yes, please,” you replied politely, your boyfriend’s words and sudden petrified state not even phasing you.

“Good girl,” the doctor said aloud. A shiver of pleasure coursed through you at those words. A smile grew on your face. “Tell me, does your boyfriend eat you out?”

Your smile faded into a pout. “No.”

“Do you orgasm when your boyfriend fucks you?”

“No.”

“My poor, pretty pet,” the doctor cooed. “Thank you for being honest with me. As a reward, you may suck my cock.”

The smile returned to your face. He pulled his cock from his pants and gestured you to him. Your eyes were fixated on the cock as you slid off the couch and crawled forward. Just like the man, it was such a beautiful cock. Long and thick with just the right amount of curve. He was already rock hard, a glistening bead of white pre-cum waiting for you to taste.

As you knelt before him, there was a grunt behind you like a muffled scream. Your head turned back to see your boyfriend frozen in place. The doctor touched your chin and gently redirected your face to look at him again. “Forget about him, pet.”

His gorgeous yellow eyes shimmered like fire. They were so beautiful against his scarlet skin. A stray thought passed your clouded mind. Had they always looked like that? Had the doctor always had beautiful ink-black horns that curved up from the top of his head, reaching back to his strong, leathery wings? Of course, he did. Silly you.

“Good girl, brush away all those silly little thoughts. All you want is your reward.” His devil’s tail lifted from behind him, pushing your head forward.

Your focus returned to your reward. The turgid cock before you. Reaching up, you grasped the hot rod in your hand. Pumping your hand up and down, you marveled at how the soft, smooth skin combined with each bump and ridge. Your pussy clenched with desire. You wanted to feel this cock in you.

Silly you. You could.

The growing bead of inky black pre-cum on the tip of his cock was calling to you. Sticking out your tongue, you ran a long lick up the underside of his cock before lapping up the pre-cum. As that beautiful pearl of essence hit your tongue, you groaned. You had never tasted anything so good. Salty, yes, but with an undercurrent of addictive sweetness. You wanted more, and you already knew how to get it.

Popping the tip of his cock in your mouth, you began to bob your head up and down. The bumps on the underside of his cock rubbed against your tongue, pleasuring you as you pleasured him.

“There is a good girl.” He cupped the back of your head, guiding your rhythm but not forcing you to take more.

The beautiful creature before you moaned and sighed gently as you pleasured him. “Mmmm, you are already so good at this, but there is room for improvement.” His breath hitched with pleasure. “I will teach you. No worries, pet, I will teach you everything you need to know and more.”

You could feel his body tensing, his member growing hot. His fingers tightened on your head, his claws digging just a hair into your scalp. “Such a good girl. You are going to swallow all of me, right? Good girls don’t let cum go to waste.”

You redoubled your efforts. Taking more of his cock into your mouth. Usually, you would choke on a cock this deep in your throat, but all you could think about was taking more of it in. Each time it went deeper into your throat, you sank deeper into yourself. Relaxing your throat, letting more of his cock inside of you.

Sucking cock felt so good. Good girls liked sucking cock. You were a good girl.

He held your head in place. His member swelled as his delicious cum poured down your throat. You worked hurriedly, swallowing every drop you could. With each spurt of the hot, thick seed, your pussy clenched with delight.

Releasing your head, he began to stroke your hair. Slowly, you raised your head, cleaning his cock as you went. You sucked on the tip of his cock, getting every last drop of his cum. It tingled in your throat and stomach, warming your body like a hot meal on a cold day. With a pop, you released his cock. Looking up at him, you smiled contentedly.

“You look happy. Are you happy, pet?”

You nodded, your smile growing. He smiled back, his beautiful fangs displayed. “Excellent. Good girls are happy girls. And you are a very good girl.”

The compliment sent a wave of warmth across your body. You were so warm.

“Stand up, pet.”

Without hesitation, you rose to your feet. As you moved, your soaking sensitive pussy lips rubbed against each other, causing you to whimper. Your nipples were rock hard, poking through your shirt and bra, begging to be touched.

“You look warm. It is warm in here. Undress for me.”

Your movements were languid as you complied. Your fingers dragged across your skin as you removed your shirt. The tension of your bra straps stood out compared to how relaxed your shoulders were. Freeing your breasts was a relief. You wanted to touch them, to pull at your nipples, but you resisted. Good girls did what they were told, and you had not been told to touch yourself.

As you pulled down your jeans and underwear together, a pool of your arousal was revealed in your panties. Your inner thighs quickly slickened as your desire was no longer soaked up by your clothing. Soon, you stood nude before him.

“Good girl. You look delicious, pet.” As he stared at you, you realized that while his eyes were roving your form, they were looking beyond the flesh. His fiery yellow eyes stared right into your very being to your soul. He licked his lips with hunger.

The large wings on his back flexed as he opened his arms, inviting you to sit. His serpentine tail guided you in place. Your back rested against his chest, your legs on either side of his, baring your dripping pussy to the man in front of you. Who was he? Oh, that’s right. Your boyfriend. You had forgotten.

Your boyfriend was still frozen in place. Fear in his eyes as he forcibly stared at the beautiful creature coddling you. Was something wrong? You furrowed your brow in confusion.

“No need for that, pet,” the heavenly being touching you suggested. “No need to worry. You are safe with me. Relax.”

The claws at the end of his elegant bat wings hooked around your ankles, holding your legs up and out. The position forced your arms up and around his neck or else risk slipping off. But you felt no fear. No concern that you would fall. You were safe with him. He would never let you fall.

“I am going to pleasure you, now, my pretty little pet. All you need to do is focus. Focus on my voice.” His low, even, melodic voice spoke in your ear.

His claws hands ran up your stomach to play with your breasts. He rolled and rubbed your nipples and breasts gently. The spade of his tail stroked your pussy. Just enough pressure to keep your attention but not enough to let you cum.

“Now, pet, do you know why you are here today? No need to speak. Just nod or shake your head.”

You nodded. The tip of the spade of his tail flicked your clit. You gasped with pleasure.

“You are wrong. But that is okay, silly thing. You are wrong because that man across from you lied to you. You know that man, do you not, pet?”

You nodded and were rewarded with a tug on your nipples that made you moan in want of more.

“Correct. You do know him. He is the man that cannot make you cum. He is the man that only thinks of his own pleasure. He is the man that came to me and asked me to make you a cock-drunk slut who would cater to his every sexual whim. He is the man who could never make you feel as good as I do.”

You whimpered in need. While he spoke in your ear, his hot breath caressing your skin, the words buzzing in your mind, his eyes were fixated on the man across from you.

“That man thinks you are a bad girl, but I know better, pet. You are a good girl. You are such a perfectly submissive girl.”

His long, forked tongue ran up your neck. He bit your ear softly before continuing. “You see, I like to help people, pet. You humans are so wrapped up in your sexual morals that you all have such a hard time indulging. So, few of you know what you truly want, but I help you discover that.”

He began speeding up his attention and the rhythm of his words, driving you closer to the edge.

“You humans think my kind brings sexual corruption, that we are evil, but all we do is reveal your deepest desires and aid you in reaching them. When that man came to me, I accepted his request to help in your sex lives as a therapist. But when you arrived, I saw what he truly wanted - you as nothing more than a tool for him for sex and money, a leech. And I saw what you truly were - such a good submissive pet, so ready to find the perfect owner.”

Your body writhed in his arms. You were at the edge, almost ready to climax, but you could not cum. Deep inside of you, you knew. Good girls did not cum without permission.

“Good girls do not deserve men like him. You have so much more potential.”

You whimpered. Tears forming at the corners of your eyes. Your body was pulled taught, ready to hear that word. You need to hear it. You would go insane if you did not-- “Cum.”

White filled your vision as your eyes rolled back in your head. A gush of fluid shot out of you as your pussy clenched wildly on nothing, nearly reaching the dreadful man sitting frozen on the couch. You had never felt like this before. The orgasm was a rocket, and now you were floating among the stars.

Slowly, your body relaxed once more. The hot hands on your body stroking you, calming you.

“Very good,” his voice was low and evenly melodic again. He sighed and pressed a kiss against your ear. As he pulled his lips away, the softest whisper that you only heard because of your focus on his voice was spoken. “I think I am going to keep you.”

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This is definitely a part 1 - I'll link part 2 here

Other Department of Monster Affairs works

Werewolf bites and bodily fluids - worldbuilding/lore prompt for Hello Neighbor

Hello Neighbor - m!werewolf x f!reader, teratophilia, knotting, heat. One-shot.

Minotaur Essence Products - worldbuilding/lore prompt for After Party

After Party - m!Minotaur x f!reader, teratophilia, breeding, overstimulation.

For other works see my masterlist

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shaisuki · 4 months ago

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thinking about a tentacled incubus who is different from the regular incubus who only have wings. he's similar to a nine-tailed fox but tentacles and much to his delight he's using it to pleasure his human whom he encountered and he's been with you ever since.

oh how it delights him seeing you suspended in the air with his tentacles. wrapped around your wrists and ankles. spreaded for him to admire while his tentacles sucks the supple skin of your body and the largest of his tentacle is pumping your fat pussy in and out. the slimy texture of his tentacles being produced glints in the lightest of movement.

loud squelches can be heard throughout the room. your slick mixes with the slime creating the noises that blurs your mind in a daze. you're such a sight, you know. in all of his years since existing he had never enjoyed such human for his desires and then you're in front of him. boneless from how many he have made you cum. droplets of your juices are staining the floor below you.

he also loves the dazed look in your face. your pretty eyes barely opening and drool dripping from the corners of your mouth while being stuffed by one of his tentacles. although, his tentacles are attached to him, they have seem the mind to think while they are attached to you. the appendages are attached to your breasts, twirling your hardened nipples and the other are like vacuum to your soft stomach. leaving suction marks to your skin.

he watch you through his lust filled eyes. he can never get enough of this sight and are you cumming again? oh, yes. his tentacle that is stuffing your pussy made sure to get deeper and curls in that sweet spot of yours making you cum harder than intended. his tentacle slowly pumps to ease your orgasm before it goes to it's pace that had you cumming earlier.

too much? no, it's not. you're cumming as long as he pleases. he's not even satisfied at least. he can make this go on forever. after all, you belong to him. you and your supple body.

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tsuutarr · 4 months ago

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Yandere!Incubus x Reader

“Hey, Doll. Why don’t you join me for a bath?” Tynan asks, an easy smirk on his face. He likes watching your reactions, whether you’re teasing him or getting flustered. It’s cute, honestly.

Oh man, Tynan thinks. He’s really down bad. He didn’t really think he’d (1) want you beyond a physical relationship and (2) want to capture you so you’ll be wholly his, forced to rely on him and only him. These thoughts used to baffle him (and maybe they do still baffle him somewhat), but he honestly doesn’t care too much anymore. Still…

Tynan isn’t sure when his breaking point was.

Was it when he was first lured in by your dreams? When he first got a taste of you? When he first decided to stay for a little longer than he usually would?

You appealed to Tynan’s tastes quite a bit, more than any other human had, but that wasn’t his breaking point, was it? Your guardian angel and his obsession with you was intriguing, but that certainly wasn’t Tynan’s breaking point, either. Sure, your guardian angel gave Tynan some source of amusement and it was a surprise that you could even see your own guardian angel, but that wasn’t enough to make Tynan spiral.

His competitiveness with your guardian angel did make Tynan more touchy and affectionate (and wow, did he like touching you), but that wasn’t his breaking point, either.

Tynan seriously can’t wrap his head around it. Sex is casual. Relationships are casual. But here you are, making him want to get consumed by you. Here you are, making him jealous of all things.

Tynan doesn’t like emotions or attachments – it’s pointless, really – but he wants to overload you with his feelings for you, attaching you to his side forever. He wants to take you back with him to his home so he can lock you up and hide you away from the world forever. If you’re there, he doesn’t need anyone else. He’ll never need anyone else ever again.

“Tynan?” you call, snapping him out of his thoughts. “Do you want me to wash your hair?”

The question makes him smile. You’re really too cute. It’s to the point that you’re the only thing that matters to him.Yeah, that’s right – it doesn’t matter what his breaking point was. All that matters is that you’ve made him break his long streak of detachment and he’s not planning on ever letting go.

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obsessivevoidkitten · 4 months ago

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Sweet Dreams

Kinktober Day 15: Somnophilia

Yandere Incubus x Gender Neutral Reader

CW: Noncon, somnophilia, kidnapping, possessive yandere, general yandere behavior

Word Count: 497

(Decided to force myself into writing and posting today instead of tomorrow. Hope you all love it ❤️)

Remzael was an incubus. Like most of his species, he took in physical sustenance but supplemented it with the sexual energy released by the orgasms of mortals.

This was completely harmless to the humans involved.

A lot of what they did was give mortals wet dreams and then take in that delicious lust. Occasionally, they may masturbate the human they are feeding from while giving them lewd dreams.

It was very rare for an incubus to outright fuck a mortal. It was equally rare for an incubus to target the same person more than a couple of times.

But when Remzael first tasted your energy and peeped into your dreams, he couldn't help himself. You made him feel alive.

He used his powers to slip into every part of your mind and observe your personality, hopes, and fantasies. You were so perfect for him. But you had such a hard life. Wasting away in an impoverished village too inconsequential to even warrant a name.

He couldn't help visiting you every single night. Fucking you in every possible position while you slept.

When you had been particularly tired, he would do so gently, carefully slipping into your hole that he, of course, lovingly lubed and stretched before sinking into the warmth of your insides.

You would snore away, occasionally moaning or babbling in pleasure, as he thrust into you. Your dreams were erotic, filled with all of your kinks.

Remzael was hungry for more than just sex, though. He also visited your dreams directly to spend time with you.

Every morning, you'd wake up with faint memories of a handsome entity in your dreams. His features were demonic, but he was as kind as an angel. He had black hair, two short horns on his forehead, a black spade tail, and pink skin.

You'd dream of cuddling with him, chatting with him, and watching the stars together. Always after the best sex you'd ever had.

This still was not enough for the demon, though. In the rare event that demons fall in love, they quickly become beyond possessive. He needed to own you, and he needed to be the subject of all of your thoughts in the same way that you were the subject of all of his. He hated when you were awake. He wanted you in bed with him.

He decided that instead of 6 your home at night, you'd visit his realm for an eternity.

The next time he visited you, you became one of the exceedingly few humans who had ever crossed into Somnus. A domain of Hell from which all sleep demons originate.

Remzael had molded a pocket of Somnus to fit your fantasies and dreams.

The next time you woke up, you'd find yourself on the softest bed in a wondrous mansion. You'd see the sweet demon from your dreams standing over you with his cock hard and eager to plunge into you for the first time while you were fully conscious.

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yandere-fetish · 7 months ago

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So I've been thinking of the Omegaverse lately and I can't quit thinking about adopting the entire fantasy trope around it.

Like, for example, just imagine...

An Alpha Siren who happens to discover its Omega Reader while there's a cruise ship above, which leads Alpha Siren to follow the ship to port while attempting to gather Omega Reader's attention, stalking you from a distance, leaving little love trinkets everywhere you go, before finally kidnapping you and dragging you need into the dark abyss.

Or reverse it— An Alpha Reader hunting down their Omega Siren, searching the ends of the Earth, diving in vast oceans, countlessly losing your Omega Siren after a single glance, only for your Omega Siren to come to you, half laying on the deck, wagging their tail desperately, wantonly begging for their Alpha Reader to impregnate them.

An Alpha Dragon that captures treasures in their vast abode while waiting on their perfect omega, then happens to discover Omega Reader gathering herbs. We can even turn you into an Omega Witch. Captured by the dragon, fighting for your life, even when your heat kicks in...

Or maybe an Omega Dragon that sneaks up on Alpha Witch Reader in the forest one day and refuses to leave your side. Whines like a puppy, guards like a dog, purrs like a cat, but is as horny as a rabbit when it comes to its heat.

How about an Alpha Naga hunting in the forest, searching for prey for their tribe, then comes across Omega Reader collecting samples, safeguarding the forest, or whatever else you may be doing for planet earth, and takes the chance to observe a new species before falling quickly. Alpha Naga ends up causing your premature heat, kidnapping you from your tent, and hiding you deep in a cave. Your heat gets the better of you but that doesn't mean you won't put up a fight.

Or an Omega Naga that you find as an adventurer that fights you tooth and claw. After winning, maybe it just slithers away or, because of Alpha Reader's pheromones, they go into heat. Maybe you help Omega Naga through its heat intimately, or maybe they are the ones who claw at your shirt, coiling their tail around your legs, their forked tongue kissing your neck and face, even the slippery cocks that end up slipping between its orifice.

Take an Omega Selkie that adores the shore and while swimming to the surface, catches wind of your Alpha pheromones, which leads to the Omega Selkie searching everywhere for you, discovering your swimming form scuba diving or just swimming leisurely, they end up playing with you in their seal form before revealing their true self when you have to leave. It's pretty hard to turn down a tempting and innocent creature that's leaking for you to sate their desires.

Or an Alpha Selkie who dominated the waves, blending in with humans while protecting the seas, they also dare to sift through the human omegas before coming across you, which leads to your rejection and their perseverance until you end up being emotionally and physically attached. Now you’ve got no where to run and no where to hide with Alpha Selkie breathing down your neck and following you at every turn.

Maybe try an Alpha Harpy bleeding from a wound in a fight and comes across you, an Omega Bird Hybrid, before passing out, to which you take them in and clean them up, feeding them, nursing them back to health. Alpha Harpy refuses to leave at the end, declaring themselves your mate, grabbing many courting gifts to give you, nonstop attempts to mate you, aiding you in building your nest and even collecting your meals.

Or maybe an Omega Harpy that is in constant need of affection but refuses themselves from having any contact with it due to their abused childhood, thus leading Alpha Reader, who has Omega Harpy as a pet, to care for their needs, to learn more about habits and behaviors, before attempting to try anything, which leads to multiple disputes that ends bloody for Alpha Reader before you honestly takes care of Omega Harpy through their heat, platonically, thus ending up with them falling for you.. but more slowly and with caution.

We could try an Alpha Cereberus Pack that has lived for thousands of years, most of them mateless and horny, until one night where they meet their perfect little Omega, you, a Cat Hybrid. They're sent to guard the demon that's killing your neighbors, all the while watching you, individually, invisibly, before the demon comes after your Omega Cat Hybrid Reader— which sends Alpha Cereberus Pack feral and ends up taking the demon's life and disappearing with you...

Or an Omega Cereberus Pack that have been abandoned by their last owners or their parents (bc that's the way of life what cruel abusive demons do) and are starved, on the brink of death, when innocent Alpha Cat Hybrid Reader finds them in the wet rain before taking them safely home. You take good care of the Omega Cereberus Pack, even as they snap and growl at your every move, but eventually, they grow fond of you, growing like wild weeds, and, out of nowhere, they've become adults, begging in heat one day.

Maybe enjoy an Omega Arachne that is super shy and scared of others that are not of their kind due to the screams of terror when coming in contact with someone else. Omega Arachne who's lived alone for a few hundred years, succumbing to loneliness.. then they caught a whiff of Alpha Reader's pheromones and suddenly went into a force heat, which causes your rut to come into play, but not until you've stumbled upon their web (in a cave, in a forest, or maybe on a mountain).

Or an Alpha Arachne that has set his eyes on you, an Omega Arachne (or maybe an Omega Lamia) since you were born, watching, waiting, for the perfect time to strike and capture you in their web. Alpha Arachne designs a web for the upcoming mating season and delivers many prey of all kinds for the honeymoon, and even if they don't end up catching your attention, they take matters into their own legs and kidnap you for their own. After a clutch or two, they know you'll be fine.

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digitalbvnny · 20 days ago

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where a monster would take you on a date ִֶָ

જ⁀➴ some small headcanons about where each monster would take you and how the date would go. animal hybrid not included.

── . werewolf boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ werewolf!bf wants to show you his sensitive side on a date, so he want to take you to do something sweet. werewolf!bf is so nervous when the two of you pull up to the bookstore. it was all his idea to pick out books for each other and end the night cooking a meal together. his collar tightened around his furry nape when you walked in together. deeply afraid he'd pick out a book that you wouldn't enjoy or would have to force yourself through for his sake.

꩜ you'd kiss him on the cheek and wish him luck, unbeknownst to him you're equally nervous. the two of you had a short talk on the way here about genres, and neigher of you had much to go off of.

꩜ when you both get back in the car you'd laugh about how nervous you both were when the other one presents their choice of book. both things you equally excited about reading.

꩜ and then you arrive to your shared apartment, you share some wine before making some easy chicken pasta you both really enjoy.

── . vampire boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ your vampire!bf would want to rake you somewhere nice, while also allowing it to be a brand new experience for you. he wants the night to be rememberable, so he takes you to the most beautiful restaurant. ordering a wine you'd never even heard of, and looking adoringly at you.

꩜ vamp!bf is renting out the entire restaurant, he doesn't want anything to mess up or interrupt your perfect night.

꩜ he'd wait until the moon in the perfect place and take you out the terrace to hold your hand, “you looks so delectable under the moonlight mi amore.”

꩜ vampire!bf ends the night with flying, having you on his back as you soar through the skies. wanting you to see how beautiful the nightlife can be from up in the clouds.

── . ghost boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ ghost!bf can't take you out as he's confined to the house he died in, but that doesn't mean he won't put in one hundred percent for your dates. he's swooshing around the house in silence, as you're sleeping, trying to get the perfect day together.

꩜ your day starts with a beautiful breakfast in bed, with the ingredients you all just had laying around. he floats in with ease, a smile on his translucent face which brings one to your face.

꩜ the next part is movies and doing a puzzle or different table top game together. something small but you can do it together in the comfort of your home.

꩜ the night would end in tidying up together and dancing in the kitchen. just enjoying your time together.

── . orc boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ orc!bf loves to be able to show off, he wants to do something that's gonna fun but lets him protect you. orc!bf is going to take you to a haunted house, it's so dark and you can't see anything but he can see everything.

꩜ everytime you get spooked and grasp only his huge muscular arms, he's grinning but feigning innocence and comforting you, “it’s okay, I'll protect you.”

꩜ when orc!bf accidentally gets spooked and punches one of the cast members and you almost pee your pants from laughing. the big scary orc got scared.

꩜ all would led to him backing you against a wall, until he's towering over you. you can feel the body heat coming off of him in waves, “you scared yet?”

── . fae prince boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ fae prince!bf want your forst date to benone exploring the fae world. he'd give you a special piece of jewelry that would keep you from being stuck in this realm. as much as he wants you to eventually rule neside him, he wants you to do that of your violation. so he takes you to see the flora and fauna of his birth place and kingdom.

꩜ fae prince!bf wants to show you all of the delicacies of his kingdom, having the royal chef make you a little bit of everything. all of which he sets you in his lap and feeds you every bite, eager to see your reactions.

꩜ fae prince!bf who has the family tailor make you a beauiful dress made of garments and fabrics you'd never even heard of. the dress if a beauiful gown for your dinner at the end of the night, it fit like a second skin and made you feel oh so beautiful.

꩜ fae prince!bf shows you all of the castle, kingdom, the courtyard and everything, he wants to end the night with a private dinner in the royal garden. sitting across from you under their two moons, his faerie skin sparkling in his true form.

── . tentacle monster boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ while tentacle monster!bf would love to take you back to his realm and show you all the delights, he knows he can't. knows you'd be easily taken as a servant there, a common practice in his homeland. he settles for a comfort food picnic by the water where you both may swim.

꩜ tenatcle monster!bf refused go let you help or know much of anything about the date wanting it to be a surprise for you! he'd help pack some clothes for you to make sure you'll be comfortable.

꩜ his face lights up when you do your little happy dance about the food he packed. he prides himself on knowing you oh so well.

꩜ swimming with you is tentacle monster!bf’s favorite part, getting to be immersed in the natural body of water. not to mention, getting to play with you in the water, wrapping you in his tendrils and creating waves in the nornally waveless lake.

── . shadow monster boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ shadow monster!bf is a little on the basic side, or at least that's what he would say. he loves an old fashion movie and dinner. the movie theatre is the best place for him, as he can sit comfortably in the dark shadows of the viewing room.

꩜ he'd think over the kind of movie for a few days before asking if you'd be up for it. he doesn't really care if it's perfect as things like that don't happen for him very often. he just wants you to be happy. he'd eventually land on horror, remembering he read somewhere it makes the girl cuddle more and that makes it romantic or whatever.

꩜ shadow monster!bf is not like orc!bf or demon!bf he's not very egotistical or even confident. days leading up to the date he's researching anything and everything he can, he's always been ignored having always been in the shadows. so he's not very experienced with dating and you're so pretty.

꩜ picking the restaurant was the hardest part for him, most places are pretty well lit and not being able to slunk into the shadows makes shadow monster!bf very anxious. he eventually ends in a hibachi grill, daek enough to be comfortable but light enough you'll still be anle to look on him. when you arrive you can tell how nervous the poor virgin monster was.

── . demon boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ demon!bf would want something fun yet a little competitive; he decides the best thing would have to be an arcade with a built-in diner. something fun, casual that would end in fun banter. he finds one that has that retro kind of vibe, something that would have a layer of nostalgia.

꩜ as soon as he propses the idea, he'd give a little bite of, “unless you're scared to lose?” he'd raise his eyebrows in mischief and you knew it would be a very fun night.

꩜ demon!bf would immediately bring you over to the skee ball, something easily fun and competitive exactly his mission. you're both smiling and laughing as you smirk and say “i'll gonna wipe the floor with ya, then we'll see who's a loser.” “you got it, sunshine, if i win I'll get a kiss.” demon!bf is cheeky, his tail lightly smacking you on the ass.

꩜ you wouldn't be able to remember a better and more excitable date, you have to have him, inviting him in when he drops you off for the night.

── . angel boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ angel!bf wants to take you on a first date that will be filled with entertainment and enrichment. angel!bf rattles his brain, working over several ideas to make sure it's just perfect. he worries himself to hell and back, with wanting you to be happy. after this he decides on a pottery class with wine tastings. he thought it was romantic yet composed.

꩜ he's so excited when he tells you about the plan, wanting to make sure you don't wear your best clothes in case of mess from the clay or a spill from the wine. angel!bf wishes no harm towards your belongings.

꩜ you're happy to attend this date with him, and the instructor even comments on how in love the two of you look.

꩜ the night would end with angel!bf politely asking, “may i kiss you, i had such a nice time and i know it's a common human practice.”

── . satyr boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ satyr!bf loves to go on outdoorsy dates, but this one he wanted to make sure involved alot of time where you can just chat. satyr!bf loves talking, even more than that, he loves listening to you talk. so because of that, he chooses a carriage ride finished by strawberry patch picking.

꩜ traveling and foraging is something satyr!bf is super familiar with. he's told of multiple travels that he's done and loves sharing it with you.

꩜ satyr!bf shares fun facts about the flora, and fauna of the area, and listening to you excitedly tell how you've always wanted to ride in a carriage like a real princess, “i may not be royalty, but you'll always be my princess.” finishing the sentiment with a kuss on your knuckles.

꩜ when you arrive to the patch filled with strawberry bushels, that's when satyr!bf would present you with a specially made basket with your name engraved on it, as he explains he's going to take you on a series of dates of foraging, picnicing and antique shopping.

── . succubus girlfriend ✦

╰┈➤ succubus!gf loves the ciry nightlife, loves going out at night. the city gives a palpable sexual energy that she cannlightly feed on all night long, so she doesn't kill you at the end of the night. succubus!gf takes you her favorite club, it's not a dancing club something much more smoother, more luxurious.

꩜ succubus!gf won't keep her hands off of you when she brkngs you around, knowing all the men who reaide her will undress you with their eyes. she has to make sure they know you belong to someone.

꩜ if a particular club customer can't keep their eyes and especially their hands to themselves, she'll kiss you breathlessly. to prove a point and because she loves the dumbstruck look you get after everytime your lips touch.

꩜ by the end of the night, succubus!gf had you draped in her lap, head tucked into her neck tipsy from the energy stealing and the alcohol she was feeding to you. you're just so easy that way.

── . incubus boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ incubus!bf would love to go dancing with you or take you for dancing classes you can partake in together. something intimate yet not too sensual. he doesn't want younto bite off more than you can chew, because once he starts going it's hard for him to stop (albeit not impossible, but much harder for incubi than most monsters.)

꩜ he’d sign you up for a waltz, something vesy close with alot of eye contact while also being a good talent to have.

꩜ (ignore if you didn't love princesses as a child:) little did incubus!bf know you loved princesses and knew that's what they all did. you excitedly squealed at the idea of getting to dance like they could.

꩜ it was romantic and a fun thing to do, incubus!bf didn't take into consideration that you might be a little clumsy ans stepping on his toes a few too many times. you tried to laugh it off, and he did too, bringing you both closer.

── . siren girlfriend ✦

╰┈➤ siren!gf loves going on dates that involved water, this time would be no different. siren!gf has been meticulously planning a getaway weekend. she'd be dumb not to notice all the stress you've been under, and ushers you to agree to a weekend of no work or family, just the two of you together.

꩜ there's several things she plans with the weekend, one being the location, a small offshore island that you wouldn't possijly run into anyone either of you know. another thing would be the activities swimming in the ocean with sharks, collecting seashells and getting massages.

꩜ knowing your siren!gf is apart of the ocean makes the shark swimming all the easier to handle. siren!gf smiles warmly at you, while she converses with the shark that her beautiful baby is off limits.

꩜ siren!gf finishes off the weekend with easing all your stress in the most physical way, lapping hungrily at your sweet spot.

── . dragon boyfriend ✦

╰┈➤ dragon!bf want to take you on a flight, showing off his scales and unbelievably long wingspan. swift flying around moutains, so you could see the fresh snow and back down into a beautiful flower filled valley. urging you to see his secret cave overflowing with beautiful gems.

꩜ dragon!bf who looks on you lovingly as you collect flowers and make matching flower crowns for the two of you.

꩜ dragon!bf who is falling for you so quickly and with such intensity he allows you to pick one gem to take home with you. even urges you to take the pretty rose quartz he has surrounded by red flora.

꩜ dragon!bf who loves to nuzzle up with you and winds down the night by wrapping himself around you. enveloping you in his smoky scent.

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monster-disaster · 1 year ago

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[incubus] Darian

incubus!Darian x human!Reader Good to know: ass play, oral (f receiving)

Summary: You go to Darian for a massage session.

You can feel the warmth of the ground even through your flip-flops. The bright rays of the sun burn the back of your neck, caressing down on the soft line of your shoulders. The thin layer of sweat on your heated skin shines under the hot globe at the top of the clear blue sky. Even the thin towel around your body seems too much in this weather. Your fingers tighten on the soft fabric to keep it in place while you wait for the door in front of you to open.

Your gaze turns from the small hut to the pools nearby. The gentle ripples of the water glint as the humans and monsters move around in it. You can hear the splashes and laughs.

The plants and exotic, colorful flowers bloom in the heat all over the resort. Their scent mixes with the dryness of the desert. The dunes stand tall in the distance.

Your attention snaps back to the door when you hear it open. The creak is quiet and light. Your gaze meets with a bare chest first before dragging your eyes up to a smiling face. It's mischievous and dangerous. His dark blue lips seem soft around the pearly whites of his teeth. His tongue peaks up for a second as he licks one of his canines. They are pointed but not like the vampires'.

"Hello," you break the silence when you find your voice. His dark eyes crinkle with amusement at the hoarseness of your voice. "Hey," he greets you, stepping back from the door to give you enough space to enter. "You are Amanda, I believe?" "Oh," you gasp, reaching out your hand. "I'm Amanda. It's nice to meet you." "Darian at your service," he says, holding your hand in his much larger one. His touch is warm and firm. His lips are soft as he leans down and kisses the back of your hand.

You thought the small hut would give you protection from the heat, and even though the air is much better here, the presence of the incubus makes it hard for you to breathe. His tall form hovers above you, and your gaze drops on his nipples every now and again. They are pierced. The small silvery bars glint under the dim lights.

"Are you ready then?" He asks, and when you nod, he continues. "You can get comfortable."

He turns his back to you, busying himself with something to give you a moment to relax and settle on the massage table.

You take a deep breath from the air that smells like oils and candles as you drop the towel onto a chair nearby. You are bare and flustered. This is your first time being here, wanting a massage that can escalate quickly. The male hasn't even touched you yet, and you are already moist between your legs.

You lay down on the comfortable but firm table. Your chest presses against the leather, and your arms rest next to you. Your face is in the hole on the headrest.

"Just relax," Darian says after a few seconds. You see his legs when he moves closer. His feet are bare. "And tell me if something hurts or you want to stop." "Okay," you reply, forcing your body to relax.

He starts slowly. His hands are large and clever. He draws small circles on the back of your neck, going down to your shoulders and shoulder blades. His fingers dig into your skin, massaging your muscles and working through your body. Darian traces the line of your spine with his thumb, watching your every reaction.

"Is it good?" He asks even though he already knows your answer. The scent of your arousal is potent in the air. "Yes," you reply, groaning when he reaches a spot.

He isn't in a hurry. By the time he reaches your lower body, you are already relaxed and putty under his hands. You melt into the mattress, enjoying his long fingers gliding over your bare skin. He goes to your legs, working himself up on you from your toes and claves. He massages your muscles, drawing circles and long lines with his fingers. The incubus's palms are warm on your thighs. His thumbs go up on your inner thighs once, twice, three times.

You are excited, and you know he knows. You fidget every now and again, wanting more but not being brave enough to ask for it. The male smiles at your struggle. He can almost feel your pleasure on the tip of his tongue. You are sweet and needy.

"What do you want, Amanda?" He asks, smirking. His hands grope your ass cheeks, almost pulling them apart to see you better. "From the front," he continues, letting his thumb slip over your wet slit. "Or from the back."

A gasp leaves your lips when you feel his finger around your other hole. He draws small circles around it while he waits for your reply. Your legs pull apart automatically to give him more space.

"From the back," you reply breathlessly. Heat burns your cheeks at your answer, but Darian isn't shocked or repulsed by your wants. His eyes are on your hole, licking his lips.

"Good," he hums. "Very good."

He continues to massage you, teasing but never really reaching where you want him most. Long minutes pass by like this while your breathing gets heavier. The incubus feeds on your every moan and groan. He sees the small movements of your hips as you try to stay in place and not push your bottom up to him to take.

"Demanding little thing, aren't you?" He jokes. "Don't hold back, Amanda. Give me everything you can." "Please, Darian," you gasp out. "What do you want?" He asks, his voice coming from much closer than before. His breath is hot on the side of your neck. Goosebumps run through your skin that shines with a thin layer of oil under the dim, relaxing lights when he licks your pulse. His tongue is warm and wet. You can feel the tingling his saliva gives you immediately. It goes straight to your core. The table is probably already messy under you. "I want you to…" you gasp. He starts to go lower on your body. He kisses and licks your back, letting his saliva relax you even more. You tremble and fidget. You want to know how his tongue feels in your holes. "Yes?" He hums. "Do you want me to eat this ass?" He grips your asscheeks, squeezing and jiggling it. "Yes," you gasp. "Please." "I will devour you, do not worry," he promises, moving back to the end of the table to grab your hips and pull you up. Your bottom is in the air while your face is still on the bed. You can smell yourself on the fabric. Your pussy pulses at the familiar scent. "So pretty," he hums, opening up your lips to see your pussy better. You soak the tip of his fingers within a few seconds. "So warm and delicious." "Oh, god," you groan at his words, wiggling in his hold with anticipation. The vulnerability of your position does nothing but spike your arousal higher. You are open and ready in front of his eyes. The thick globes of your bottom shine with the oil he used on you, and your cunt drips, making a mess between your thighs.

You moan when his thumb grazes your puckered hole in circles, groping your cheeks with his other hand. He pulls on the flesh, opening up you more. Your whole body trembles under his touch. His hot breath fans over your pussy, making you pulse and flutter around nothing.

A muffled squeal escapes your tightened throat when you feel his lips closing around your clit. His plump lips are hot and firm around the small bundle of nerves as the male sucks on it. Every nerve in your body focuses on that small spot that makes you go crazy. He flicks his tongue against it, licking up on your slit and gathering your juices on his tongue. "Oh, fuck," you groan when he barely pushes inside your cunt and continues his way up between your cheeks. His fingers dig into your flesh for better access to your asshole. He is warm and wet on your skin. The male soaks you in his saliva until you can feel your tight muscles relax and his tongue dart inside your hole. Your eyes fall shut at the tingling feeling on your pussy and asshole. Just the effect of his saliva would be enough to make you cum, but the incubus demands more from you and your delirious body. He fucks his tongue into your hole, darting in and out until your muscles lose enough under his assault. "You are delicious," Darian groans, intoxicated by the energy that radiates from you in thick, heavy waves. His cock is hard in his white, loose pants. With every moan and scream that leaves your lips, his shaft jerks, leaking precum. "Fuck," you breathe out, panting. "I never want you to stop." Your words are followed by a deep, satisfied chuckle. "You are so sensitive," Darian hums. "Responsive," he adds, pressing his thumb into your hole. Even after his saliva-soaked rimming, you are still tight around his finger. You moan at the feeling of him filling you up. He pushes in and out of you a few times before changing his fingers to reach deeper inside you. You drip onto the bed, your cunt and ass flutter with pleasure. At this point, the sounds leaving your chest are constant noises in the small hut that smells like desire and sex. "The others probably can hear you outside," the male smirks down at you, watching you drooling onto the table. "They can hear you scream as I finger that sweet ass." "Darian!" You scream, shaking. When you almost reach your orgasm, he stops, and you fall back from the edge with a pained cry. "Not yet," he says. "I want to taste your cunt again." Your pussy clenches at his words. "Ohgodyes," you groan. "Please!"

The male's free hand that isn't busy with your asshole finds the wet slit of your cunt. He grazes your sensitive flesh lazily, feeling your plump pussy under his touch. Your clit throbs and aches with need. "So wet," he says. "I just want to drink you up. Slurp up every drop you can give me until I'm full and satisfied." "Ohplease," you gasp, gripping the edges of the table to keep your balance as you push your bottom back to him.

Your hoarse begging is the sweetest sound for his ears as he leans down and shoves his tongue into your pussy immediately. The world spins around you at the overwhelming feeling under Darian's pushes and licks. He fucks your pussy with his tongue, drawing small circles on your clit and still pushing inside your asshole. Your sweat mixes with the oil that you can't smell anymore under the thick scent of your arousal.

Darian devours your pussy while fingering your ass. You open up for him obediently, letting him explore your depths with two thick fingers.

"Don'tstopdon'tstop," you chant desperately, feeling the familiar spasm jerk your body and curling your belly into a tight knot. You shake and twitch as your climax blinds you for long seconds. Your asshole squeezes around his fingers, not wanting to let him go while your pussy gushes into his hungry mouth. Your heart beats in your ears, and your lungs burn for air. Sparks of pleasure burn your whole body as you come down from your high. Darian has to help you to lay back down on the table, still on your stomach.

"Can I write you up for another session?" He asks knowingly. His long fingers trace slow patterns on the back of your head, playing with the sweaty strands of your hair. "Please."

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bunnis-monsters · 9 months ago

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Thinking about an incubus that is absolutely dedicated to his human mate. He used to not care where his food came from, but now you’re the only one he’ll have sex with.

It’s usually looked down upon for an incubus/succubus to fall in love, but he doesn’t care. You’re all his, and he absolutely adores you.

UGH!! House husband incubus who is such a pretty little thing, always greeting you with kisses and soft rubs against your clothed cunt with his tail. He just loves you so much, he can’t wait to have you underneath him.

With his previous lovers, he didn’t care too much about them. He only got them off enough to feed, then left them to go and find his next meal.

But you? Oh he could stay between your thighs for hours, fucking you, eating your pussy until you’re a quivering mess… hell, sometimes he just stares at that pretty cunt of yours with a pussy drunk look, planting wet kisses along you lower lips.

“Mine… so pretty, and tastes so good…”

He’s FREAKY. Whatever you want to try, he’ll do it. Anything is on the table, he just wants to make you happy.

He wears his most expensive, prettiest lingerie just for you! When you say how pretty he looks, he cums, his pretty panties straining against his needy cock, getting all wet and sticky. Won’t you take care of him?

Your incubus husband is very needy and high maintenance, but he holds the same standards for you. He treats you like a queen, his goddess. He’d do anything for you 💗

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nicsnort · 9 days ago

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Rule of Three

NSFW 18+ male incubus x female reader

Word Count: 4099

Sequel to Sex Therapist - highly recommend reading it before this one

Contains: Anal sex, vaginal sex, overstimulation, hypnosis/trance, praise kink, light cuckolding, demon sex, soul bond, oral sex

Your dreams have been haunted by pleasure, nearly driving you insane. You would give anything to see him again, even your soul.

You had been plagued with strange dreams since you had broken up with your boyfriend. The relationship counselor the two of you had gone to had initially done wonders - though you admit that meeting was a bit of a blur. However, after you had gotten out, the sex life between you and your boyfriend had improved drastically…sort of.

You were happy to give him a blowjob whenever he wanted, and you realized that you enjoyed it. But something was always missing. Even as your nose was pressed against his pubic hair and his jizz squirted down your throat, you found yourself wanting more - a bigger cock straining your mouth, bumps on the shaft to stimulate your tongue, enough cum that you could feel it burning in your stomach. Even so, you found yourself dripping wet after each blowjob, so you didn’t mind too much.

And best of all, he had started reciprocating oral sex with you, and he was okay at it. He could sometimes make you have a small orgasm. But even those were disappointing compared to what you could do yourself.

Still, you expanded your sexual repertoire. The two of you tried anal sex. After a few tries and another visit to the relationship counselor, you found yourself loving that as well, but still never enough to make you orgasm. Sometimes he would get you close to cumming, but you always needed just a bit more that he could never deliver.

He had become quite passionate during vaginal sex. You tried with all your might to enjoy it, but even compared to before, you found him lacking. All he did was use you like a sex doll to thrust into. So, you went back to the counselor again. Each of your three visits was a blur when you thought back to them, but after each one, some part of your sex life improved. You were more sensitive, always ready to fuck. Still, you wanted more.

Yet, even as you fucked more than you ever had in the past, your boyfriend didn’t seem content either. In fact, many of the times he fucked you, it was an angry fuck. Like he was trying to prove something or even punish you. And after a time, his continual failed attempts to make you cum were enough. You had to admit it - this relationship wasn’t working out.

That turned out to be the best decision you could have made. He had yelled at you when you broke it off. All of his insecurities about your sex life and his inability to find another job came out in a single moment. That was what this was all about. He didn’t feel “manly” enough because he couldn’t make you cum. He wanted you to do everything for him while making him feel like the provider without a job. You had slapped him across the face for daring to treat you like that and left him behind for good.

That is when the dreams started. A beautiful man whose face you could never quite remember. And pleasure. Endless pleasure.

You knew the dreams were always the same, even as the details slipped from your mind upon waking. And you always awoke with your pussy gushing, desperate to masturbate lest you lose your mind from need. Though you rode your toys, desperately thrust them in and out of you, and drained your vibrator’s battery several times, it was never enough. You needed something else. You needed more.

Thoughts of this man began to haunt your waking hours. You swore that any time you started to relax, you felt hands ghosting over you. Good girl. While sitting, you felt empty inside your pussy yearning for a cock. So needy. When all was quiet, you could hear echoes of a whisper. Call for me, pet.

You headed to bed, eager for your dreams to begin. As you lay on your bed, feeling your body relax, something felt different. This time, you would finally get what you wanted, you were sure.

Slipping into slumber, you soon found yourself on your knees, sucking a man’s cock while he sat on a chair. The cock of your dreams. The man of your dreams. You undressed before him and sat on his lap. He displayed your body to the watcher on the couch - your ex-boyfriend - and began to pleasure you. As he played with your body, he spoke truths in your ear.

“He could never make you come…He could never make you feel like I do.”

A mind-shattering orgasm without any insertion at all.

“I think I am going to keep you…but to keep you is not a choice I can make alone. And I do have a deal to maintain.” The man spoke to your ex-boyfriend. “As agreed, she will happily suck your cock now; given how eager she was, the fault certainly was with you. But know that she is still her own person, I cannot take away her free will. Everything she did and said was true to her soul; she sucked my cock because she wanted to. The trance merely freed her desires. If you cannot please and keep her, that is on you.”

The scene shifted. You were bent over, on your hands and knees. Slick fingers probed your ass, slowly working it open.

“Good girl, just relax. There we go. He was so rough to you.”

A hot, thick cock pressed against your oiled hole. It slid in inch by aching inch. You were so full. Then it moved. The ridges scraped your insides, but you felt no pain. The dream man behind you thrust with a steady rhythm. “Good girl. Good pet. Your ass is perfect for me.”

He lifted your torso so you could see your ex-boyfriend sitting on the couch again. He was not frozen this time. Instead, his cock was in his hand as he shamefully masturbated at the sight of another man fucking his girlfriend. You had reached the precipice before your orgasm already, but each thrust merely kept you there on the edge. As you desperately waited for permission to cum, the man fucking your ass locked eyes with your ex-boyfriend.

“You are back already and at her request. If you want to keep her, you must try harder to please her. Look at this face. Have you ever seen her with this face before?”

Your tongue lolled out of your mouth, drool running down your chin. Ecstasy.

“Look at this perfect little pet. Such a good girl. She is ready to cum, but she is going to wait. Good girls wait to cum until they have permission. This good girl may cum when she feels my seed staining her insides.”

Knowing the goal made it all the worse. He kept up his steady thrusting. Uneager to reach his climax. Perfectly in control.

You were begging him in your mind. But each thrust slowed even those thoughts. Erasing them. Then, your mind was blank. All there was was the pleasure. “Good girl. No thoughts. Just pleasure.”

His hips sped up, and soon they stuttered against your ass. You felt him swell within you. The moment the corrupting seed met your insides, you came. Your muscles clenched tightly, drawing every ounce of cum from him. He held you tight against his body with his beautiful bat wings encircling you to stop you from collapsing and hurting yourself.

As you both came down from your high, he pressed another kiss against your ear and secretly whispered. “Once more, my pet, once more, and you can be mine.”

Another shift in your dream.

His claws dragged along your jaw as he caressed your face. “You came alone this time. Has he given up on you already?”

“No, I don’t know why…I just…” His thumb pressed against your lower lip, silencing you.

“I know, my pet. You felt called here. Your soul yearns for this. You listened to your desires. You are such a good girl.”

He removed your shirt. His fingers explored your flesh, pointed claws stimulating your skin. Like a dream within a dream, he undressed you. You were dripping wet when your final bit of clothing was removed. As you stood nude before him, he took your face in his hands again. You stared into his shimmering yellow eyes, feeling your body relax, and your thoughts grow sluggish.

“Magic works by the rule of three, pet. You have come to me of your own free will three times. My seed has marked your body twice. Here,” his thumb slid into your mouth, pressing down on your tongue, “and here.” His tail wrapped around your body, and the spade slapped your ass gently. “Where do you want to feel my mark next?”

He pulled his thumb from your mouth, a strand of saliva hanging on before breaking, allowing you to speak. “My pussy, please. I want to feel your cock brand my cervix, your cum staining my womb.”

A deliciously devilish smile came to his face. “You have such a way with words, pet. It makes me want to spoil you. So, as such a good girl, you can have exactly what you want.”

He pulled you to the couch. At some point, he removed his clothes, if he was even wearing them in the first place and not just an illusion. The devil sat on the couch, pulling you into his lap, your knees on either side of his legs. Your pussy lips were spread, pressing against his hot, hard cock.

His fiery yellow eyes watched you closely. “Go on, my pet. You came here searching for pleasure, did you not? Find it.”

With that permission, you shook your hips, grinding up and down across his textured cock. The bumps and ridges of his member caught your clit, driving you towards the edge. Your hands clung to his shoulders, your breasts brushing against his chest. It was too much. A long moan poured from your lips as you came. It was a small orgasm but infinitely more satisfying than alone and leagues above the ones your ex-boyfriend occasionally gave you.

“Tsk. Tsk,” he scolded, “I did not give you permission to cum.”

Still panting from the orgasm, you looked at him with a pitiful, worried expression. But he did not look angry. He cupped your cheek and gave an understanding smile. “That is okay, even good girls can make mistakes…but mistakes must be corrected.”

In a flash, he pulled your arms behind your back, his tail wrapping around your wrists to hold them there. Grabbing your hips, he lined himself up with your sensitive, dripping hole. “Now, remember, my pretty little pet, do not cum without my permission. I do not want to truly punish you for disobeying me.”

He slammed your hips down. With supernatural strength, he manipulated your body, forcing you up and down on his cock at a punishing pace. Within moments, you were at the edge of orgasm once more. “Careful, pet, be a good girl now. Don’t think about how good it would feel to cum. Don’t think about how close you are. Don’t focus on every bump of my cock in your--”

You came. Your walls clenching helplessly on his cock. But he continued to force your hips up and down.

“Naughty. Naughty. Let us try again. Practice makes perfect, after all.”

You lost track of how many more times you failed. He drove you to the edge, and every time you were close to controlling your orgasm, he purposely pushed you over the edge - punishing you in the most delightful way. Your body was starting to give out. He released your wrists, allowing you to cling to him. Your sweat-covered body pressed against his chest. Your hips were moved on their own, rocking back and forth, keeping you right on the edge.

“There we go, pet. Just a bit longer. You are doing so well now.”

You wanted to beg. You wanted to apologize. But all you could do was pleasure yourself on his cock. A whimper left your throat. “You are delicious, my pet. Your sweet cunt almost made me spill my seed early. Do you know how hard that is for my kind?”

You whined. He pulled your head up to look you in the eyes. “Do you have one more in you? If I permitted you, could you cum for me one last time?”

You managed to nod. You could do it for him. You could cum one more time for him.

“Good girl. Make me cum. When you feel my cum inside of you, then you may cum.”

Spurred on by the finish line, your hips sped up. You pressed sloppy kisses to his shoulder and neck. Anything to make him cum. Anything for release. You heard his breath hitch. His fingers tightened on your flesh. Breath becoming ragged, he spoke again. “Good girl. Good girl. Just like that. I am going to cum deep inside of you. Just like you wanted my pretty pet. I am going to pour my cum into your womb, claim you as mine, because you are a good fucking girl!”

A growl of pleasure left his lips as his hot, sticky seed filled you. Your eyes rolled back in your head as you came once more. Even after all your previous orgasms, this one brought you higher than the last. Your body shook, your breath escaped you, and for a moment, you felt something more. A heat with you deeper than his burning seed. A fire carving its way across your very soul.

You were barely aware as he gathered you in his arms and pressed a cool glass of water against your lips. But you heard his voice. It captured your need to submit in its melodic timber. “Good girl. I have never eaten so well before. It is taking all my control not to consume you here and now.”

His long, forked tongue licked his lips with the temptation. “I will not. Because I want to keep you, and I want you to desire to be kept. You must give your whole self to me, my pet.”

Lowering his head, he pressed a soft kiss on your forehead. “You have given me your mind and your body. When your soul fully accepts that you are mine, call my name.”

Your eyes shot open as you awoke with a gasp; a name tumbled from your lips before any conscious thought could stop it. “Col’vanax.”

The darkness around you came alive. An invisible weight pressed upon your chest, freezing your body in place. From the darkness, you felt eyes on you, watching you, waiting.

You knew what he was. You clearly remembered every interaction with him. His true form burned into your mind. An incubus. A demon that fed on sexual energy and pleasure. A powerful corruptive force that was hunted across both realms. The most beautiful thing you had ever seen. The one who brought you so much pleasure.

Your conscious mind knew what this meant. To lay with an incubus had already corrupted your soul. Yet, you could still be saved if you denied him.

“Col’vanax.”

He had entranced you. Who was to say that what he had you do was what you truly desired? Yet, you knew it was. You did not doubt that it was. The fantasies you had always been worried about, had been ashamed of, he released them from you. If you summoned him, how would your life change? Would you even have a life? Would he devour your soul? Leave you an empty husk? Or would he whisk you away, never to be seen again?

Your nipples were taut, yearning to be touched. Your pussy drenched the sheets under you. Your mind replayed the memories of his glorious touch. There was still time to reject him. You could call the Wardens and get help from the clerics to purify you. Never feel that pleasure again…

Magic worked by the rule of three. You knew you could say no. There was no infernal compulsion. You were in complete control of yourself. All you had to do was not say his name again. All you had to do was give up everything your soul yearned for. “Col’vanax.”

“Good girl.” His melodic, perfect voice cooed from the darkness at the foot of your bed. You gazed down to see two glowing yellow eyes staring back at you. You could feel him smiling in the shadows.

The covers were ripped off you, and you felt the mattress sink around you as he climbed onto the bed. His body radiated heat. You could not see him in the darkness but could feel him there, smiling.

“My true name sounds so good on your lips, my pet. I have been waiting for you to summon me. Thank you.”

In the darkness, you reached up, your hands sliding across his bare chest. The more you had desired was here before you. You realized it was not just the pleasure you were missing but something deeper than that. It was only with him that your soul felt whole, and when separated, you could clearly feel the hole inside of you. Perhaps it had always been missing, and it was only upon meeting him that you realized it. Perhaps he had carved that part out of you. It didn’t matter now, now you were complete.

“Col’vanax,” you repeated once more in your realization. “I…”

Words failed you, but you needn’t finish the thought for him to understand. “I know. You shall never feel that emptiness again. My perfect submissive pet, we will do wonderful things together. Now, you have been a very, very good girl, so I think you deserve a reward…”

His hands dragged across your skin, his claws pressing down but not breaking the skin. “All you need to do is relax. Let yourself sink.”

Instantly, you felt your muscles let go. Your breathing evened as you began to fall into yourself. With each pass of his hands over your body, you fell further into relaxation. His tail dipped between your open legs rubbing back and forth across your clit. Up and down. Up and down.

Your breath was soon timed to the rhythm of his stroking. In and out. Up and down.

He lowered his mouth to your neck. His sharp fangs nibbled on you, his devious lips leaving marks upon your skin. His mouth had never touched your skin for so long. He had never truly given you a kiss, and now you knew why. It would have been completely unfair. The aphrodisiac saliva of his kind made each place his lips landed hypersensitive. Anything more than a single lick or a chaste kiss would have made you addicted to him. No longer would your choices to go to him or summon him have been of your free will.

His sharp fangs scraped your nipple as he took it into his mouth, sucking deeply. His tongue rolled around the sensitive bud, increasing its sensitivity tenfold. He switched his attention to your other breast. You had been brought to the edge of orgasm already. And there you stayed as he lathered his attention on you.

His tongue left a wet trail of saliva along your stomach as he moved down from your breasts to your dripping pussy. You whined as his tail stopped and removed itself. Yes, you wanted to cum, but you would rather be on the edge of orgasm than have that pleasure stop. “It is alright, my pet. In fact, since you have been such a good girl in summoning me, you may cum as much as you want.”

Lowering his mouth to your cunt he began to eat you out. It took only a few seconds from the moment his lips touched your quivering cunt for you to begin to orgasm. And begin was the correct word. Each lap of his tongue, every suck of his mouth, extended your orgasm. This was not a series of short orgasms; this was one that lasted for minutes.

Your hips shivered and bucked, but he held you in place. Your back arched. Your eyes rolled back in your head. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth as you panted. You were moaning, crying, screaming for more.

Higher and higher, he drove your body’s pleasure while your mind sunk deeper and deeper. You never knew this sort of pleasure was possible. All thoughts were driven from your mind. Everything was. Everything but him devouring you.

In the midst of your orgasm, you felt something else. Something tugged inside of you, straining to break free. It struggled and pulled in desperation. It was almost painful. If it had not been for the overwhelming pleasure it would be the most crushing agony. You did not want to feel anything but the pleasure…so you released it.

The orgasm ceased. Your body collapsed limply. You watched, as if detached from all control of your body, as Col’vanax lifted his head. His long, devilish tongue was wrapped around a fluttering light, finally allowing you to see his perfect, angelic, triumphant face. The light shone in his mouth briefly before disappearing down his gullet.

Mind erased.

Body empty.

Soul consumed.

Everything you were was his.

“Come here, my pretty pet.”

Your body moved, presenting your nude form before him. The room around you glowed a lascivious red. The place that you had once called your bedroom was gone. Instead, you were floating in a sea of pulsing, gentle red. You had never felt more at home.

His hand traveled the length of your arm and took your hand. Lifting it, he placed a chaste kiss on your fingers. His fingers threaded through yours, holding your hand like a lover. You watched strange markings appear across his shoulders and down his arms.

“Do you know what these marks mean, pet?” You shook your head. “Many would not. They are soul markings. Incubi and succubi develop them when they find a perfect match. As an incubus, I have spent my existence searching for a perfectly submissive partner, someone who was willing to surrender their whole self to me.”

“That sounds romantic.”

He chuckled. “Perhaps it is surprising that a species which feeds on sex is one of the few who have…what is the human conception? Soulmates.”

Col’vanax stepped forward, wrapping his wings around you tenderly. “Now I have you, my good girl, and you will be mine forever.”

Lowering his head, he pulled you into a kiss. Your first true kiss with him. Your heart soared, and fireworks went off in your chest. It was chaste. Loving. It was not meant to arouse only to communicate the deepest of emotions.

His tongue dipped into your mouth, and you felt a strange, pliable ball of lustful red ichor enter your mouth. Instinctually, you swallowed it.

Your incubus vanished, and you were alone in the vast pool of red light. No. Not alone. You were looking at yourself. Yourself, yet not yourself. An image of you with every flaw, every insecurity you had about your appearance gone. The perfect bodily version of you, how you had always dreamed of looking. Beautiful ruby skin, gorgeous golden eyes, delicate yet strong batwings, a long whip-like tail with a heart-shaped spade at the end, and two luxurious horns curving from your skull under your silken hair. You watched as, just like Col’vanax, this perfect form was marked with an intricate design. These were not on the shoulders and arms but spread just above your pubic hair.

Your soul stepped forward and reached out, and your mind embraced it, becoming one. This was you—the new you. Now, all you had to do was rejoin your body.

Once more, you awoke with a gasp. Col’vanax stared down at you with a smile on his face. The both of you lay in your bed together. You felt different. More alive than you had ever felt before. You could sense the people around you, safe and snug in their homes. Two doors down, a newlywed couple was exploring bondage. Across the street, a middle-aged woman was aroused by her romance book while her husband was silently masturbating to a massive orc camgirl in the other room. You licked your lips with your long, forked tongue. Sitting up, your wings stretched for the first time, and your tail flicked back and forth like a cat.

“How are you feeling, my newborn succubus?”

You pouted. “I’m hungry.”

He laughed and pulled you into a kiss. The spark of pleasure soothed your hunger for a brief moment. “Then let’s find you someone to eat.”

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Other Department of Monster Affairs works

Hello Neighbor - m!werewolf x f!reader, teratophilia, knotting, heat. One-shot.

After Party - m!Minotaur x f!reader, teratophilia, breeding, overstimulation.

Sweet Cream - m!Minotaur x f!reader, lactation, hucow, breeding overstimulation. Sequel to After Party.

For other works see my masterlist

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dark-moonlust · 8 months ago

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𖥔˚ Mixed/Other Species Mοnster Smut 𖥔˚

This masterlist will include different types of mοnsters that will be in all kinds of smutty situations with the reader. My reader inserts are usually female unless stated otherwise.

Railed in a Sundress (2 vampires x human)

Bonds of Fate -Commission (Centaur x Werewolf x Human)

The Werewolf, the Minotaur, and Their Mate

Claimed by the Bear Hybrid

Cozy Life with your Bear Hybrid

Caught Between The Fae -Commission

The Griffin’s Claim (griffin x reader)

Whispers in the Dark (fae x human reader)

Werehyena’s mate (werehyena x reader)

A Night to Remember (mothman x reader)

The Heart of the Night (black panther x femreader)

Forest Guardian PART 1 (Forest guardian x reader)

Forest Guardian PART 2

Love Across the Cosmos (alien x reader)

Alastair’s Possession PART 1 (ghost x reader)

Secret Lovers (alligator hybrid x otter f!reader)

Bound By The Rose Mark -Commission (beast x human reader)

The Cursed Kings PART 1 (3 mummies x f!reader)

The Griffin’s Claim (griffin x fhuman reader)

The Heat of the Night (humanoid black panther x fem!human)

Horner Monster Claiming (hornet monster x freader)

Unmasking Desire (fae x vampire ocs)

Wedded Bliss (eagle hybrid x freader)

Bold little human (gn!human x beast)

Deck the Halls Part 1 (Krampus x freader)

Sleigh Ride with your Satyr Part 1 (satyr x winter elf reader)

Stubborn As Ever - Commission (orc x reader)

The Elf and the Hobgoblins- Part 1 (4 hobgoblins x elf reader)

Paying Tribute to the Satyrs Part 1

A Valentine Like No Other Part 1

If you’re looking for more stories, chapters, polls, monster whispers, and so much more, I’ve got it all waiting on my Patreon.

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tsuutarr · 4 months ago

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Yandere!Incubus x Reader

Tynan isn’t one to linger. Once he enters someone’s dreams and eats their sexual desires, he’s gone before that person even realizes he was there.

Sometimes, someone will summon him for their sexual urges, which does cause him to stay a little longer. But even then, he doesn’t stay for too long, preferring to freely go as he pleases.

Even when he was drawn to your dreams, he never intended to stay. Even when your dreams were the most delicious he’d ever tasted, even when your skin was the softest he’d ever felt, he never intended to stay.

Yet, as he sees you snoozing beside him, he can’t help but think that he’ll never be able to be anywhere else. He doesn’t really care for cuddling or aftercare or anything that comes after sex, but he likes it when it’s with you. You’re warm and just fit perfectly against him. He likes it when you smile and thank him for water or when he helps you clean yourself. Even when you chatter about things that he frankly shouldn’t care about, he doesn’t really mind it because it’s from you.

Really, he hates small talk. He hates getting to know people. He hates the burden of relationships. All of it’s a chore – a complete bore – to him. But he likes talking to you, actually. He wants to get to know you. He wants you to be his.

And these thoughts of his – this sentiment – should be cute in any other situation. But unfortunately for you, Tynan isn’t an angel or a human or anything positively inclined. He’s a demon, an incubus, and human emotions or consent or anything is trivial to him. His desires are what make him operate, what will always make him operate.

So don’t be fooled by his flirty smile. He’ll make you his, even if it means isolating you from others. He’ll make you his, even if it means taking you far, far away from everything you’ve ever known. He’ll make you his, whether you want to be his or not.

Because at the end of the day, his desires are what matter most to him and you are the one he desires most.

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running-with-kn1ves · 1 year ago

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Late Mornings

A/N: Just a short little thang I felt like writing. The idea of writing a smut w/ these two is very tempting 🧐🧐

Incubus x Gender neutral reader x Succubus

Summary: Just a normal morning with your secret succubus/incubus roommates, nothing odd here at all

“Hey, have you been going into my room lately?”

You looked down into your cup of warm tea, sticking your thumb in to feel the temperature.

Your female roommate scoffed, cutting herself off with a laugh.

“What? No. What kind of question is that, why would I go into your room?”

“Well,” You chest squeezes, your heart feeling like it was about to squish and explode. “I-- Every morning, my door is open. I never leave my door open; not when I’m not home, anyway. I’ve been paying attention to it more, and it’s no coincidence--”

“What are we talkin’ about fellas?” A raspy voice says from behind, startling you.

Your hand shakes, mug slightly tipping to leave tea on the white tablecloth. Shit, this was your grandma’s.

Your female roommate, currently still cooking with her back turned to you, let out a groan of disgust.

“Didn’t know the beast woke up before noon.” She chides.

Warm hands fall onto your shoulders, holding them still as if to keep you from getting up.

“You’re up, Gabriel?” You try to turn around to face him, but find that the male is already next to you, his warmth radiating off of him, part of it likely still remaining in the sheets he just tangled himself out of.

“You too?” He frowns, unattractive lines forming on his pedicured face. “I don’t sleep that late most of the time, you know. I have to get up for work by 10-- usually.”

“Yeah, when you don’t have a ‘guest’.” Your female roommate counters.

“Ugh shuddup Liz, as if you’re not the same. Besides, you know I gave that up a while ago.”

For some reason, Gabriel looked toward you while saying this, you in return giving him a confused look.

He massaged your shoulders, leaning all of his weight onto you as he nearly fell asleep again, yawning and closing his eyes.

“You believe me right, sunshine? Haven’t heard anything in these thin walls lately huh?”

You cringe at how he shoves his nose against the crook of your neck, inhaling your smell so obviously it nearly makes you shudder from embarrassment. You would’ve shoved him off if Liz had turned around, witnessing it. But she still was turned cooking, making breakfast for you. She made enough for all three of you to eat, but you knew you’d be the only one with a plate when she was done.

“C’mon Gabe you’re suffocating me,” You pat his hand, hoping he’d stop himself from reaching over the chair to hold you. But he didn’t, instead giving you a awkward hug from behind as he rocked you back and forth.

“Blegh, don’t call me that; you know I hate it. Just gives me more of a reason to hang on…” He says, noting the way you shimmy in his grip, trying to make him let go.

Liz turns with a pan in her hand, dumping the eggs and bacon in it onto your plate, pulling Gabriels ear with her free hand.

“Let go.” She says, with a little more harshness than you would’ve expected.

“Mind your manners, you never learned how to share.” She glares daggers at him, flicking his nose as he backs off.

You’re too busy pulling at your neck, a wave of nausea and sleepiness coming over you, as if Gabriel’s exhaustion rubbed off.

“So mean, bitch..” He mumbles, stretching his arms as he goes to sit next to you. “Well, atleast I feel energized for the day.”

His face has a newfound freshness, dark circles less ingrained as he looks around the room.

Gabriel scooted his chair over noisily, sitting nearly beside you now despite your chair being at the short end of the table.

You let out a small sigh of exasperation, feeling what seemed like bruises on your shoulders and neck. Had he really pressed that hard?

“Stop messing with it, you’ll make it worse.” He said, bringing your hand down as you felt a strange indent in your skin.

“Make what worse?” You questioned. Could he see something on you that you couldn’t? Well, you hadn’t looked in a mirror since you woke up.

“What are your plans for the day?” Liz interrupted, holding a mug with one hand as she sat across from gabriel, moving her chair with her other hand. You always admired the grace she seemed to have when doing things, her balance and lack of clumsiness making her appear so capable. If it were you, you probably would’ve gotten the chair stuck on the rug, dropping the mug in the process.

Her chair was close, but not nearly as close as Gabriel’s. You watched her pour her coffee as you began to pick up your fork. Gabe held onto your other hand, petting it with his thumb as he grabbed a clean mug from across the table.

Trying to pull your hand away, you found that Gabriel’s came with it, holding on as if he was an extension of you.

“Gabe.” Liz barked, watching the scene unfold. Gabriel was mid-sip as he let go in an offended manner, throwing up his free hand and rolling his eyes from behind the mug.

She scoffed, muttering under her breath about his childness as she turned her attention to you.

“So, your plans for today, Bee?” Liz repeated.

You perked up at the nickname, having not heard it for quite a while. You much preferred it over Gabriel’s overly sweet ones-- It wasn’t even about him trying too hard, he was just naturally that sappy to a tasteless degree.

You looked up like a deer in headlights, not expecting the attention your roommates were giving now, since they were previously so occupied with one another. But they both awaited your answer, watching you shovel bits of cheesy eggs and overdone bacon into your mouth. You took a scalding sip of your tea, some of it dripping down to your chin as you tried to hurry to answer.

“You’re almost as bad as Gabriel,” Liz sneered, though with less conviction than she gave to the aforementioned male. “Take your time, don’t rush.”

She pulled a napkin from the holder, grabbing your chin like a mother would to her child. Though, you didn’t feel the napkin grace your face, instead her thumb was wiping away whatever remnants you left on your unwashed skin.

Satisfied, Liz licked her thumb clean, drying it on the napkin she pulled.

“So...?”

You cleared your throat, licking your lips under the hungry gazes of your roomates.

“Uh, I really hadn’t planned much, since its been my first day off since--”

“You should stay home with us; what do ya know, I have today off too.” Gabriel interrupts.

You look towards him, a cheeky grin covering his face as he pushes his socked foot against yours, hip nearly touching your own.

All of a sudden Gabriel yelped out, his knee hitting the table as Liz shot him a glare that you swore could paralyze. You hoped to never be on the receiving end of her wrath.

“While I don’t usually agree with the dimwit,” Liz commented, turning her attention back to you as her hard expression softened. “I think it could be nice to have a roomies day-- Just relaxing, watching movies, indulging in some needs… You know, just simple things.”

Gabriel nursed his foot, holding it as he nodded with a frown.

“I could do your hair.. Liz could take you shopping…” Gabe’s excitement had turned to slight pouting.

You thought about it for a moment. Why not? You had hardly spent much time with the two, even though they always seemed to be around, sucking up your energy and time like vampires. You swore it was a mistake to have two extroverts as your roommates.

There seemed to be something off about them too; something they wouldn’t say. But you didn’t mind-- especially since they had quit some of their more tedious habits like bringing nightly “friends” home, since you came along. You didn’t know how much longer you could handle the embarrassment of hearing their every move, every sound. Thankfully, you didn’t have to have much of a discussion about it, their one-night stands decreasing by the second week of your move-in.

“Awe please say yes,” Gabriel pouted, reaching for your hand as he bunched his own against the tablecloth, attention pulled back to you. “We hardly get your-- well, any time with you. C’mon, won’t you do it for us?”

Liz would’ve reprimanded him if it weren’t for the way your frown turned slightly upward. You took his hand, giving a dramatic sigh and roll of your eyes.

“Does that mean yes?” Liz questioned.

“I guess so. As long as we aren’t going extreme-- I don’t need a whole wardrobe change, OR a new hairstyle.”

You looked at Gabriel with your eyebrows raised.

“I’ll do the best I can to restrain myself.” He cackles, rubbing his hands mischeviously.

“Ah, I’m excited,” Liz says with a grin, pushing her foot towards yours. “I can’t remember the last time I got to go out with a… friend.” She gave you a smile that seemed out of place.

You smiled back, slightly forced as her cold foot ran up and down your leg, stroking above your pajama pants as she gleamed at you.

“Well we gotta get ready-- first, its my turn. I need to get you dressed and right for the day-- before missy here takes you for a shopping trip that counts more as an excursion.” Gabriel pushed out of his seat, leaving his full cup there as you took another bite of food.

“Don’t keep me waiting,” He pushed your head towards his face, giving a longing kiss to your cheek as you chewed. “I know where to find youuu.” He sing-songed, pressing a finger to your nose as he pecked the same area once more. He skipped back to his room, humming as he and Liz refused to break eye contact.

Was it normal for roommates to be so affectionate? You weren’t sure, but the rent was too cheap and they were too nice for you to say no to his advances.

“He’s right, its already eleven.” Liz commented, her busty body already dressed in normal day clothes that showed off the right parts; You had to admit, you were a little jealous of how well she knew how to dress for her body type.

Liz grabbed her mug with her fingertips, pushing your hair back and giving a gentle peck to your forehead.

“Don’t let him do too much, you’ll regret it.” Liz warned. She laughed a little as she walked away, your chewing stopping as you wondered what you had gotten yourself into.

You quickly finished your food, feeling another wave of sickly nausea pressing into your sinuses as your head went heavy. You were going to need much more than your normal amount of strength to survive those two today.

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phantompanties · 6 months ago

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Yall im cooking smth

#lucius the incubus #incubus x reader #oc x reader #incubus oc #lucius x reader #monster fucker #semi nsft #chubby reader #just now realizing i put the pact mark on the wrong finger FFFFFUUUCCCKKK

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charlie-baxter · 5 months ago

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Your transmasc incubus boyfriend explained it to you on your third date — he feeds not just on the moment where desire climaxes, but on the build. He feeds on the energy of blushing cheeks, of fidgeting hands, of fluttering heartbeats. He feeds on the slow and the sensuous, on the tightening knot of tension.

That’s why he insisted the two of you went out to choose gear together. Why — when he tries different harnesses on over his underwear in the fitting room — he makes sure to ask you what you think. He barely hold back the chuckle as he sees your face flush warm and dark as you look at him try on a harness in thick black rubber, and then one in soft red leather.

When the two of you look at toys to put in your chosen harness, he’s bent over the display case until his mouth is right next to your cheek. His breath is hellfire warm against your skin when he speaks, gently running his finger against the smooth silicone of the display models.

“Imagine how good this would feel,” he says. “Look at that curve, think about how good it’d feel pressing up against that spot inside you. Think about how much you’d squirm underneath me."

He's so close that it would be the easiest thing in the world for him to just lean forward and press his lips to you. And fuck, you wish he would. You want him to kiss you more than anything else in the world.

He smirks, all sharp teeth, like he knows exactly what he's doing. "Would you whimper for me, pet? Beg for my claws in your skin and my cock in your hole?”

It takes all you have not to whimper then, never mind when he’s on top of you. You can’t help but imagine it — that long tongue in your mouth, his sharp teeth on your neck, his long forked tail swaying for balance as he pounds into you…

"I'll beg," you hear yourself saying, a gentle tease in your voice. "If you can make me."

#incubus x reader #monster fucker #monster smut #transmasc nsft #monster x reader #charlieposting

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atzloverr · 6 months ago

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Otherworldly obsession

Incubi Woosan x Witch reader

MINORS DNI!!! This chapter includes explicit content

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You stared dumbfounded at the two men towering above your sitting frame.

You never thought you could actually summon a demon with your spell, and two demons on top of that.

“San, why is she looking at us like that?” the slightly smaller one asked. They were both barely dressed, and from what you had read in your spell book, you assumed they were incubi. Sex demons. The broad shouldered man shook his head in confusion at your puzzled stare.

The smaller one sat down on the floor in front of you, next to your little ring of crystals and potions. “So tell me, little witch,” he started, taking a strand of your hair and twirling it slowly. “Why’d you summon two incubi huh? Don’t act so innocent now.” His smile was captivating. Sinister.

“I didn’t think the spell would actually work I-“ you looked around anxiously. You were new to witchcraft, and had only managed to preform small insignificant spells until now. This was simply something you wanted to try out of sheer curiosity.

The man on the floor in front of you put a finger to your lips. “Well we’re here now aren’t we? Let us do what we do best,” he smirked. The larger man moved forward and suddenly picked you up in the air. You yelped in surprise before he gently put you down on the bed.

“What kind of witch isn’t confident in her own spells, hm?” the dark haired man asked you, looking you up and down. You looked away flustered as his face hovered closer to yours. “I’m new to the craft…,” you admitted. The shorter male placed himself on the bed next to you, resting his head in his hands.

“Oh! How rude of us not to introduce ourselves! I’m Wooyoung, and the man on top of you is San. We’re a package deal, so we only appear to those with stronger wills, whose spells are more powerful,” he explained.

You nodded in understanding. “I’m

Y/n, it’s nice to meet you, however, you don’t have to stay here,” you tried. “I didn’t mean to summon you, and I didn’t think I was capable of such a strong spell.”

San tutted in disagreement. “Sounds like you need to be more confident in your abilities, little witch”, he told you.“Since you did summon us… Don’t you think you owe us?” Wooyoung smiled, looking straight into your eyes. Your gaze dilated between the two in confusion. “I guess?” you answered unsurely. Wooyoung and San shared a look before swiftly changing their positions. In a matter of seconds, San was placed behind you, holding you in place as Wooyoung hovered on top of you.

“There’s one thing I didn’t mention about those who manage to summon us,” Wooyoung started, slowly inching closer to you. He now whispered in your ear. “They’re usually the horniest ones.”

Your eyes widened at the statement, and you felt your cheeks heat up from embarrassment. “It’s okay, Y/n,” San comforted. “We’re not exactly innocent either,” he said with a low voice.

Suddenly, Wooyoung’s hands were all over you, and you felt as if everything happened so quickly. He skillfully unbuttoned your pants and slid them down your legs. His soft hands traced your bare legs as San started kissing your neck.

“Will you let us take care of you, little witch?” San asked in your ear. You nodded without second thought, to caught up in the heated moment to even properly think about the question. The two demons hummed in satisfaction and quickly took off your remaining clothed until you were only in your underwear.

To be honest, you weren’t exactly experienced in bed. You had only had a few partners, who all seemed to only think of their own pleasure. You felt overwhelmed at the sensations San and Wooyoung gave you, as they smothered you in kisses and bites, before you had even properly started the act. You hadn’t been this wet in a long time.

“San, let’s switch,” Wooyoung demanded, and momentarily, San was placed in between your spread legs, and Wooyoung behind you. His hands started unclasping your bra, and a wave of shyness suddenly washed over you. You tried your best to hide your boobs as your bra came loose, but San quickly took your hands in his.

“Don’t be shy now,” he teased as Wooyoung’s hands slowly massaged the soft mounds of flesh. You let out a squeak when his fingers found your erect nipples. Too distracted by the thrilling sensation of Wooyoung’s fingers around your nipples, you missed when San slowly pulled down your underwear.

You were overwhelmed by all the sensations happening at once. San’s mouth leaving kisses up your thighs, Wooyoung leaving hickeys on your neck while his skillful hands toyed with your sensitive nipples. You whined in desperation as San’s mouth only moved closer and closer to your aching sex, but when he finally came really close, he abducted his mouth from your body and spread your legs further apart.

”Wow, look how excited you’ve gotten.” San gathered your slick on his two fingers just to shove them inside his own mouth, letting out a deep moan as he felt your taste. “Hey,” the man behind you urged, and San immediately understood what he meant, as he gathered more of your wetness to share with his friend. Were they friends? You didn’t really know how demons worked.

Wooyoung slowly sucked on San’s fingers, not letting a spill of your juices go to waste. San eventually brought his head between your legs, and kept kissing your inner thighs. “Please,” you begged desperately as San continued his teasing. “Please what?” Wooyoung asked with a smirk. His fingers never left your sore breasts as he pinched and pulled on your nipples. You whimpered at the question. “Where do you want me, little witch?” San asked between kisses and sucks.

Wooyoung silently moved your hand to San’s head, asking you to guide him. You pushed your hips closer to San’s face, and gently pushed down his head. “There you go,” Wooyoung whispered in your ear, sending shivers down your spine.

Your back arched when you finally felt San’s mouth on you, his long tongue hitting all the right spots. You could feel something hard pressing against your back as you melted into Wooyoung’s back. Your head was snapped to the side by two fingers, and in a moment your lips met Wooyoung’s in a lustful kiss. You moaned into his mouth as San’s skillful tongue found your aching clit. He held your legs open with his strong arms, making sure you stayed right where you were.

You felt your orgasm inching closer for every second, and felt ashamed to be close so quickly. Your hands desperately found their way to San’s hair, pulling slightly as he quickly lapped over your sensitive spot. Wooyoung’s lips left yours and found your ears, kissing and breathing heavily into them. “I know you’re close, don’t fight it,” he whispered. That’s when you finally let go, letting the orgasm wash over you with bliss. You moaned in pleasure as San continued his fast licking, overstimulating you slightly.

“What a good little witch you are,” Wooyoung praised, giggling at your exhausted state. San’s lustful gaze met yours for a second before you looked away in embarrassment. His eyes were glazed over in bliss, almost giving him a drunk expression. He slowly moved away from your thighs, getting closer to the man behind you.

“Wooyoung,” San almost whined. As if needing no more words to understand what San meant, the two demons met in a passionate kiss. Their tongues entangled, and their lips glistened with your cum. Wooyoung moaned into the kiss, and you swore you could feel his hips twitch from underneath you.

As their lips finally disconnected, they gave you a somewhat sad look. “I’m afraid we have to leave you now, little witch,” Wooyoung said, tilting his head to the side. San’s hand found the top of your head, stroking it slowly. “Don’t be shy to summon us again,” San smiled. You looked between the two, mesmerized by their beauty.

Without any more words being said, the two left you alone in your bedroom, and you couldn’t get yourself to move from the spot on the bed.

What the hell just happened?

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Wooyoung desperately grind down on San’s lap, head rested in the crook of San’s neck. “We need to see her again,” Wooyoung begged, feeling his cock getting harder by the second. “Yes, Woo, I agree,” San admitted in between moans.

The two couldn’t keep their minds off you ever since they left you. Something about your taste was captivating, nothing they had ever had before compared to it.

Sure, they always felt energized after pleasuring any human, but this was something entirely different.

“She must’ve put us under some sort of spell, that witch,” Wooyoung said into San’s ear.

It was against the laws of demons for them to come back to you, so they could only pray you summon them again.

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