#lucifer x dom reader

[eekism]

mama!

: ̗̀➛ lucifer morningstar x dom! f! reader : ̗̀➛ warnings: overstim, sub! lucifer, dacryphilia, mean! fdom if you squint, mommy kink : ̗̀➛ notes: wooo first post lets get it

“fuck, please —” lucifer’s desperate. after countless orgasms, you had him teetering on the edge for what felt like an eternity now. “i—i have to cum, i have to —!!”

his eyes rolled back, jaw hanging open. he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move. the pleasure was mind-numbing, unlike anything he’d ever experienced before.

“aww, honey,” you cooed, delighting in the way he whimpered in response, “you can do it, i know you can! don’t run from it,” gentle hands continued to work around his cock, which was fiery red and impossibly hard.

more tears leaked out as ruby eyes squeezed shut, a hopeless attempt in grounding himself. he needed to calm down, needed to breathe. “mm!! puh—please, please mommy please!!” he didn’t even know what he was begging for. “hurts! ahhn — fuck, it hurts!”

showing mercy, you slowed your hand movements, squeezing his base gently. “you’re doing so good, baby. such a good boy for mama,” he cracked his eyes open, chest heaving under you. “that’s it sweetheart, catch your breath. ahh, you’re so good. my perfect angel.”

big, watery eyes looked up at you. “’m a good boy for you, mama,” he nodded, “please let me cum. i really wanna — wanna cum!” he bit his lip as your fingers trailed up to his sensitive tip.

smiling, you placed a sweet kiss on his shiny lips. “then cum for me, my baby. let yourself go,”

ivory thighs shook violently against you as he grew closer and closer. his hair became a disheveled mess under him as he thrashed around, simultaneously chasing and running away from the stimulation.

“oh, mommy! fuck, i—i’m gonna cum! i’m gonna cum! oh—” his breathing was sharp and quick, dark brows furrowed over hazy eyes, “—’m cumming! cumming!”

the pleasure was blinding. lucifer’s body was strung tight as a bow before he shot off, a scream ripping from his throat. you worked him through his orgasm, torturing his tip, using his cum as lubricant. the fallen angel continued to let loose broken moans, his head tossing back and forth against his pillow.

“f—fuh—” his feet slipped against the bed beneath you in an attempt to put some distance between you and his aching cock, “fuck! [name]!”

you smiled innocently. “what is it, my love?”

lucifer gasped harshly, teary eyes nearly crossing, “no more, please, no more — ‘s too much!! i can’t,” he arched his back, wiggling his hips away from you best he could, “i can’t cum anymore!”

you cooed as his claws frantically searched for purchase, finally settling on shredding the pillows by his head. “but baby, i thought you said you wanted to cum? hm?” you were unforgiving, squeezing harder and slower than before, “mommy’s just trying to help you cum and you’re being so ungrateful!”

he whimpered at your pout, hissing and groaning. “s—sorry mama, th—thank you for helping me cum,” lucifer managed in-between sniffles, voice broken. “i love you, thank you, th—thank you, mmn!” his voice cracked as another whine let loose from his raw throat.

your heart and stomach warmed at his sweet words. lucifer looked so beautiful underneath you, soft hair sprawled out, cheeks, neck, and ears the same shade as his damp ruby eyes; the very essence of venusian beauty. no matter how many times he’s come undone beneath you, it was always extraordinary, each time more wonderful than before.

“i love you too, my sweet boy,” he sniffled as you let go of his sensitive cock, smiling weakly as you planted a kiss on his sweaty forehead. “you’re so good for mama. you’re always so lovely.”

he closed his eyes, allowing himself to float and sink into the bed as you cleaned him up. “mmn. thank you,” his raspy voice was thick with exhaustion.

before you could get up to get up to put the soiled rag in the bathroom, you felt a warm hand pull you back gently. “hm? what is it, baby? does something hurt?”

he looked so fucked-out. “kiss?” lucifer asked softly, face still flushed. he’s always been so needy after your sessions. but of course, you indulge him.

[angelsrcute]

I suck his dick, it's big, it's very-very big! ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd make you cockwarm him while he works, the door unlocked, his dick so close to your g-spot but he wouldn't let you move! hands keeping your waist in place as his dick keeps you all stuffed n warm.

“I'll be done soon, sweetheart, you can wait a little more right? So, be a good girl n stop movin’ so much.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd praise you for sucking him off so good, tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you try not to gag on his huge dick. Guiding your tongue on his dick, gently holding your hair, shooting thick ropes of cum in your mouth.

“God, your mouth feels so good, my sweets. Keep goin’ alright? looking so pretty f’ me.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd taunt n insult you while you gag on his dick, roughly grabbing your hair and making you take him fully. Your mascara n lipstick all ruined, eyes rollin’ back when he cums in your mouth. :(

“You look like some cheap whore like this, y'know. I bet you're getting wet from me degrading you, hm? As expected.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you in a mating press, his big cock stretching your insides, hitting your womb. Pressin’ his hand on your tummy to feel his dick in you, making you whine. Your tummy already full from how much he cums, you definitely can't go for another round.. + he's gonna fuck you till you need a wheelchair.

“It won't fit? Don't worry, darlin’. Gonna make your cunt remember my dick, don't worry! Even if it does forgets, I'll just fuck ya again.”

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you till your dumb n can only think of him and his dick if you do decide to act all bratty or he'd just tie you up n put a vibrator on your clit and watch as you squirm around trying to get a release, but he turns off the vibrator just when you're gonna cum. :(

"Should've thought before being like that, what did you expect, princess? acting all flirty with that random guy, trying to make me jealous."

◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who’re either super experienced from sleeping around or just fucking virgin losers, walkin’ around with that big ass dick in his pants.

— FYODOR, Leona, Dazai, NIKOLAI, Beel, Chuuya, Diavolo, SEBEK, Lucifer, Malleus, MAMMON, Jack, Blade, Neuvillette, Sampo, IDIA, Zhongli, Scara, CHILDE, TOJI, Jing yuan, Gojo, Sukuna, NANAMI, Dr. ratio, Wriothesley, ALHAITHAM, CATER + your favs.

[heart-of-the-morningstar]

✨Desperation✨

I’M NOT DONE YET >:)

Maybe I should go on vacation more often, gets the creative juices flowing, I hope y’all like a little bit of sub!Lucifer 😏

(No set up to this one either, this is just gonna be smut right out of the gate lmaooooo)

Lucifer x f!sinner reader

Summary: A more than willing Lucifer is ready to submit to your every whim…

Warnings: 18+, smut, sub!lucifer, light dom!reader, teasing, pet names, orgasm denial, edging, hand job, oral (m & f receiving), p in v

You weren’t sure how you ended up in this situation. Well…that’s not entirely true. But you never thought that you would ever be in the situation you found yourself in. Not that you were upset at all by it. Lucifer, the almighty ruler of Hell itself, was bound and blindfolded in your bed wearing nothing more than his briefs. His hands were restrained to the bed post with tightly knotted rope while a silk ribbon obstructed his vision, leaving him absolutely helpless. Of course, you both knew he could more than easily break free from his bondage, but he wasn’t going to. He trusted you with his entire being, his devotion to you was undying. He was now yours to tease, to use, and to break. The thought excited both of you. You had already stripped naked, wasting no time as you closed in on your prey.

“Are you ready, Luci?” you asked, inching yourself closer to the foot of the bed.

“Yes, darling,” he answered sweetly, “do with me what you please.”

“Good boy,” you hummed. You heard a light moan escape his lips from just your words. He loved nothing more than receiving praise from you. You began by resting your hands on his ankles, ever so slowly moving them up to his calves, and stopping to massage the inside of his thighs. It was already apparent that he was having a difficult time sitting still, he was very sensitive after all. Your touch was intoxicating, he could never be satisfied. And the blindfold certainly amplified the experience. You finally moved your hands up his briefs and onto his hips, where he finally bucked up from your touch.

“Ah, ah, ah,” you chastised, “don’t move, baby. Be good for me.”

“Y-yes, love,” he murmured.

“Already so needy, aren’t we?,” you teased, noticing the very obvious wet spot on his shorts. “We’ve barely started.” You palmed his erection, eliciting a yelp from Lucifer. You began to slowly stroke him through his clothing, you felt his cock twitch at your gentle touch.

“Pl-Please, I-mmhn, please m-more,” he babbled. The sounds of his begging were pure ecstasy. What a feeling to have power over the most powerful being in the realm. You chuckled, reaching for the hem of his briefs, finally releasing his hardened cock. His tip leaked precum onto his stomach, Lucifer whimpered softly.

“Use your words, sweetheart,” you coerced, “tell me what you want.”

You heard an audible gulp from Lucifer. Even with the blindfold, you could tell that his cheeks had flushed a bright red. “T-Touch me, pl-please…need to f-feel you,” he choked out.

You smiled as you reached out to grab the base of his cock, forcing another moan out of Lucifer. You started to stroke his shaft up and down at an agonizingly slow pace, precum leaking onto your hand. It felt like he could burst at any second, but you planned on making this last as long as possible. You could already feel yourself getting wet from the sight of him writhing under your touch. Lucifer’s breathing became heavy as though he couldn’t get enough oxygen in his lungs. Unfortunately, he bucked up his hips to your touch again. You let go of him completely, Lucifer nearly sobbed at the loss of contact.

“What did I say, Luci?,” you scolded.

“Imsorryimsorry!!,” Lucifer cried, “Please! Please, I’ll be good. Please don’t stop…”

“You need to learn some patience, baby,” you retorted, kneeling down and taking a long lick from the base of his shaft to the head. Lucifer’s moans had turned into breathy gasps for air. Without warning, you plunged your mouth down on his cock.

“FFFUUUUCCCKKKK!,” Lucifer yelled as you continued to bob your head up and down on his length. He was well endowed, so you were careful not to take too much of him all at once. Your hot mouth engulfed half of him while your hand stroked the rest, perfectly in sync. You circled your tongue around his tip, loving the taste of his precum. The only sounds from Lucifer were screams of pleasure as you overstimulated him with your mouth.

“Talk to me, sweetie,” you said sternly, “how does this make you feel?”

“S-so good, love,” he panted, “ffffuuucckk, I’m so c-close, soooo close…”

“Mmm, what a good boy you are, Luci,” you smiled. You moved your hand and mouth away from his cock in an instant, leaving it to lay on his stomach once again. Lucifer’s breath hitched as he whined inconsolably, completely devastated by the loss of any friction. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

You crawled up onto the bed and hovered over Lucifer. You could see the beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, his breath was warm on your face. You leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. He tried to deepen your kiss but you pulled away just out of reach.

“Don’t be greedy now, darling,” you murmured into his ear, sending shivers throughout his whole body. You kissed the edge of his mouth, then his cheek, then moved down and stopped at his throat. As you started to nip and suck at his sensitive skin, you could feel his rapid pulse while you marked him. You looked up to admire your work, a beautiful purple bruise that he can show off to the rest of Hell. “I want you to show me how desperate you are for me. Can you do that, love?,” you cooed.

“Y-yes,” Lucifer whimpered, “yes, anything!”

You hummed in approval. You continued to crawl on top of him until your pussy was place right above his face. Despite being blindfolded, Lucifer knew exactly what was happening. It took every fiber of his being to keep himself restrained because he would devour you in an instant. He whimpered beneath you waiting for your command.

“Eat up, pretty boy,” you chuckled, lowering yourself closer to his more than willing mouth. You felt his tongue hit your slick folds immediately, causing you to gasp. He easily found your clit and focused all of his attention on it. You tried your best not to move too much and risk removing his blindfold, but it was easier said than done. You couldn’t help but grind against him as he lapped up your dripping cunt. You held on to the headboard in front of you, trying and failing to keep your composure. You felt the knot inside your stomach tighten more and more with each flick of his tongue. You had to pull away now before he could finish you off. In one swift motion, you pulled yourself off of Lucifer’s face and moved to sit on his chest, letting yourself catch your breath.

“NO!,” Lucifer cried, “you’re so cruel…”

“Now, now, is that anyway to speak to me?”, you teased. Before he could respond, you slid yourself down further and began to grind your cunt on his throbbing erection. Lucifer’s strangled moans filled the empty room, you could listen to him like that forever.

“Tell me what you want, Lucifer,” you barked, refusing to slow your hips as you rocked back and forth on his cock.

“F-Fuck…fuck me…p-please,” he moaned. You moved your hips faster, causing Lucifer to scream. Tears started to leak through the blindfold and fall down his face.

“I know you can do better than that, pretty boy,” you laughed coldly. “I’ll ask again, what do you want?”

“FUCK ME, P-PLEASE FUCK ME, RIDE MY COCK, PLEASE LOVE, I-I NEED TO BE IN YOU NOW, PLEASEPLEASEPLEASEFUCKMENOW!,” Lucifer cried out in agony.

“That’s what I hoped you’d say, my sweet boy” you praised. His words went straight to your aching cunt, you couldn’t wait any longer. You lined up his cock with your entrance and sank down on him, sheathing him inside of you completely. You both moaned in tandem at the sensation. Before long, you started bouncing on his cock at a steady pace at first. But only moments passed before your hips started to shift rapidly, chasing the orgasm you denied Lucifer earlier.

“Wanna-wanna see you,” Lucifer pleaded weakly, “please, p-please let me see you, love…” He sounded so broken and sweet, you couldn’t say no to him. He did so well for you, after all. You took pity on him and removed the blindfold from his face. You looked into his eyes, they were puffy from the tears he’d shed earlier. But they seemed to glow brighter once he saw you, completely drunk on his cock. “So beautiful…”, he whispered.

“Luci…,” you moaned, “feels so good, shhhiiiitt…”

“Love, s-so close, I-I can’t…,” Lucifer choked out, screwing his eyes shut. He couldn’t breathe properly anymore, he just wanted to feel you come undone.

“Look at me,” you commanded, “look at m-me when you cum. Be…Be a good boy and cum for me!” Lucifer opened his eyes, his face had turned beet red from your praise.

“I-I’m gonna…fuckfuckFUCKIMCUMMING,” he screamed, thrusting up into you only a few more times before his orgasm hit him hard, spilling his cum into your waiting pussy. Just a second later the tight knot in your stomach unraveled and you felt the waves of pleasure throughout your body, your newly painted white walls clenching around Lucifer’s cock.

Your body gave out and you collapsed on top of him, gasping for air. Lucifer snapped his fingers and the rope that had restrained him was gone. He helped you off him and laid you next to him, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close. He kissed the top of your head and pushed the hair away from your face.

“That…that was so good, my angel,” Lucifer smiled. “Did you enjoy yourself?”

You laughed lightly, looking up from his chest. “Yes, I enjoyed that a lot, Lucifer, thank you. I…I wasn’t too harsh, was I? I might have teased you too much, I-” You were cut off by Lucifer’s lips, now completely forgetting what you were going to say.

“You were perfect, darling,” he reassured you. “I loved it! And I love you. We’ll certainly be doing that again.” You smiled and nuzzled into his chest.

“I put you through a lot tonight,” you said, “let me run you a bath. And then we can cuddle afterwards. Sound good?”

“Only if you join me, my dear,” Lucifer bargained. You could only smile and nod, how could you say no?

~~~~

Happy Valentine’s Day ya filthy animals!! 💖💖💖

[voxisdaddy]

Focus On Me, Luci

Fandom: Hazbin Hotel

Pairing: Sub!Top!Lucifer x Dom!Bottom!Reader

Type: Smut

C/TW: Praise kink, mommy kink, cock warming implied, reader written as fem!

In which Lucifer, for once, tops and his poor subby body is trying his best to make you proud.

MDNI

“Just like that Luci…keep doing that.”

Your words of encouragement are what Lucifer clings to in his desperate attempt to please you. His hips get unsteady easily after only a couple of thrusts. He whines in frustration and embarrassment about it.

“Mommy—I can’t…” He whines pathetically.

You click your tongue. “You’re normally such a good boy, Luci. Don’t you wanna make mommy feel good?” Lucifer can only nod, albeit with a look of exhaustion. Poor guys not used to being on top. He feels his cock ache to be drained by you but you’re only allowing him to please himself all on his own.

“Come ‘ere.” You invite him in an embrace. He crawls on top of you, almost collapsing from how trembly his legs are. You press a light kiss to his ear before whispering, “just focus on me okay? Focus on how snug and warm I keep you, okay baby?”

He melts at your words.

“Yes m’ dear,” His forearms rest on either side of your head as he lines himself up to push in again. He pushes as far as he can go, wanting to be as balls deep as he possibly can.

He starts thrusting with your guidance. Your voice reassuring him to take his time, set a nice rhythm, all the while your gentle and cute little moans are gracing his ears.

He finds a nice rhythm and focuses on keeping his cool. He can’t desperately fuck you to relieve himself just yet. Though the temptation is strong, he wants to make you proud.

“Mmm… baby… you’re making me feel so good…” Your moans of encouragement drive him crazy. He wants to selfishly beg you to ride him, fuck you both for him until he passes out. But he knows that’s selfish and you take care of him so often, it’s only fair he returns the favour every now and then.

Your walls clamp around on him so deliciously he’s got sweat on his forehead, panting and moaning into your ear. He almost allows himself to fall into the pleasure, feeling weak, and desperate for a release that only you seem to know how to give him.

A slight change in angle and he hears a gasp. He keeps thrusting, eyes fluttered closed as he uses all his energy to focus. Your grip on his shoulders tighten and your moans are more pitched and frequenter.

“Fuck!” You gasp. “Mmmm… right there Luci… right there, you’re gonna make mommy cum…”

Your praise, mixed with how you tightened around him and his pridefulness in making you feel good, brings some more needy moans from him.

“…you’re doing so good… so perfect my pretty baby…” You tug his hair. Running your fingers over his sensitive wing base causes him to whimper.

Lucifer shudders at your delicate touch. He holds his climax back until you’ve cummed all over his cock and balls. He still keeps his pace though so you can ride out your high.

Now feeling the overstimulation, you bring your hands to caress Lucifers face to give him a sloppy kiss. “Go ahead honey…Cum as much as you want.”

Not a second later, Lucifer is thrusting his hips at a more rapid pace, only a bit sloppy this time around, as he chases his own already nearing orgasm.

He finishes with one final deep thrust, moaning pathetically as he feels himself empty his warm cum into your aching cunt.

He collapses on top of you with a heavy chest and still connected between your legs. “Thank you my love…” He kisses the place between your neck and shoulder.

You run your fingers through his messy blonde hair. Lucifers exhaustion and the comfort you give him is enough to lull him to sleep. Before he can drift off though, you tug on his hair.

“Don’t fall asleep yet, Luci. I still gotta clean your pretty cock.”

Lucifer feels his cock twitch inside you. Oh yeah.

You’re gonna suck the life out his cock tonight.

I haven’t really written smut in FOREVER. OHMYGOD. I hope you enjoyed it lmao

[livelaughlovesubs]

~ 01.10 - (whb) Lucifer ~

Dom!reader x sub!lucifer - reader is gender neutral

Warning: nipple play, lactation, dacryphilia, marking, objectification (a little), pet names, teasing, praise kink (a little), cumming untouched, eating cum (both), cum play, tongue kiss, mind break, sub-space, dacryphilia

~ Word count: 5.7k ~

Nini!rant: okay.. huh.. first one done, and it’s our beautiful luci

Kinktober list 2024

The sound of birds chipping echoed through the greenhouse, where you were enjoying some afternoon tea. Their singing wasn’t rhythmic nor melodic, yet it was calming and quite befitting the atmosphere. At least they served the purpose of breaking the silence between you and the person sitting across you. He requested your presence and had you come all the way to Paradise Lost, only to play house with you.

This was truly an awful experience, getting interrogated like this by none other than the strongest being in hell, the Lucifer himself. Though can you call it interrogation, when all he has done was staring at you through his bangs? At least the treats were good, you were able to distract yourself from the infuriating situation at hand. The smell of tea filled your nostrils, it tickled the tip of your nose. A single sip was all it took to bring a smile to your face, a pleased expression showing in response to the rich aroma of your drink.

All of the flavors were amazing and exquisite. It was just the right amount of sweetness to brighten your mood, and enough bitterness to keep your mind alerted. Despite the tense situation, or the lack of it to be precise, he was still the first creation of god. That’s a title worth fearing. The first light of dawn, the first angel, basically the one who has witnessed it all. It was a given that the pressure would linger despite the seemingly gentle atmosphere. No matter how he tried to mask this interaction up as a simple tea party, you were going to be careful around him. Better that than sorry.

You took another sip, feeling the warmth of the tea chase out the chilly sensations from before. Something was missing though, you were craving some milk with your tea.

The gentle sunlight felt like a warm embrace, a blanket that sheltered all of hell. If Gehenna had the same weather as here, then Leraye must be feeling pretty down. A soft smile formed on your lips at the thought of that sunshine of a child, and the corners of your mouth twitched ever so slightly. Lucifer, who sat opposite to you, observed your every mimic with a nonchalant expression, studying them even.

His messy hair, as bright as the light, shone alongside the sun. After a moment’s hesitation, he talked in his usual deep yet tender voice, one that could bring his subject to the brink of ecstasy, “For what my brother did, I want to apologize.” The first words that left his throat were apologetic ones, then he swiftly changed it to a firm tone, “I’d be willing to make up to you.”

Make up to you, he said. Was he perhaps trying to lessen the sins of his dearest ones? Now that’s an interesting offer, it caught you off guard and sent a chill down your spine. As if someone just pushed you into a pond. Nevertheless, you had to be careful, one wrong step could end up with your head rolling around, and you still haven’t decided on how dangerous that guy was. If we were to go by what Satan mentioned, it would take the power of all the six kings of hell to have a chance at defeating this guy.

With lingering doubts, you opened your mouth, replying after much contemplating and care, “Could you elaborate on that?” First, you needed to know what he meant by his words, to clear off any possible misunderstandings. To make up to you, it sounds like he owes you a favor. Of course, you despised that self-righteous angel for his deeds and sins committed against you, yet you would never blame it on someone not involved. His gaze shifted from you to his cup, staring at his reflection in the liquid.

He had a guess about how you must feel at this moment, hence his explanation, “A sexual favor is also possible.” Those words had an unfamiliar ring to Lucifer, it was the first time in eons that he used them. In a deep, hidden corner of his mind, he wished to know what you had done with his relatives. What was the saying again? Curiosity killed the cat, but the cat had nine lives and came back satisfied? “You may show me what you did with my brothers.” He suggested, adding some information to his previous statement.

That would never happen, at least not now, not when you are in such a vulnerable position. Who knows what he might do with you after finding out about all the things you did, about how you made his brothers cry. Still you were intrigued, seeing this flawless… person— cry would surely be quite the adventure and bring forth a fitting satisfaction, even so, you valued your life, enough to not want to die a gruesome death.

The best way to get out of this mess would be to act kind and naive. You smiled insincerely, hiding your skeptic feelings behind a carefully crafted mask. “Thanks for your concern, but I’m fine, there is no need for you to apologize.” A tone tender enough to make flower petals seem rough, paired with a bright smile full of rejection.

“Is that so.” The angel in front of you acknowledged your words, he used his arms to push himself up from his seat. Now that he stood up, you remembered how intimidating he actually was. Considering that he was incredibly tall, adding on the fact he also owned a fearsome aura around him.��It was a feel unique to the seraphim, one that just reeked of unyielding pride. 

Your finger clenched around your teacup tighter, awaiting his next move. “Follow me,” Lucifer said. It wasn’t a question nor was he polite about it, it was an order. There was no doubt he was an angel, some habits just never change. Though in all honesty? Every single one of his mannerisms reminded you of one. The subtly arrogance, how he seemed like he felt superior to everyone, the commanding voice, and the cold shoulder he gave you. Should you really follow such a person? What choices did you have, when it was a direct order from the avatar of pride?

Even so, you wanted to voice your concerns first, gulping down the knot in your throat. “Where are we going?” You tried to sound unsuspecting and cheerful, the last thing you wanted was to accidentally offend him. To be honest all you wanted was to run and escape this suffocating place. “To my bedroom.” He answered nonchalantly, as if that was the most normal thing in the world, to invite someone you barely knew to your bedroom.

One didn’t need to be a genius to guess what his intentions were, so you had to set the record straight right here right now. Who knows, maybe he will let you go if your preferences don’t align. That would be quite a nice outcome indeed. After mustering up enough courage, you stood up as well, looking him sternly in the eyes as you made yourself clear, “If your plan is what I think it is, then please pardon me. I do not wish to get intimate with a stranger.”

A stranger, you said. Right, that’s one way to describe your current relationship. Lucifer thought about your words carefully, looking for the right things to say to convince you. Your logic was understandable, it was the correct way to do it after all. Though he didn’t have time to wait for you to open up to him. The only reason why he wanted to share a night with you was to get Solomon’s descendant on his side, and doing it in the romantic, patient way wouldn’t do. For that, he was too jealous of Solomon to treat his descendants with compassion.

Besides this was hell, the most efficient way to get things done was simply through a sexual act. That way you can find out a lot about the other party. Long story short, he wasn’t going to heed your will. “I understand your point, though I fear I can’t accept it.” He began, and continued after taking a few steps in your direction, “If you wish, you can simply admire and touch me as if I’m merely an object. We don’t need to go all the way.”

Who the heck did he think he was, sure, he was a very prominent figure, but even then how could he disregard and disrespect your opinion like this. “No, I-” He glared at you for a split second, furrowing his eyebrows as he interrupted your sentence, “I won’t take no for an answer, it’s for hell.” Then his features reverted back to the neutral one. For a moment, he reminded you of a certain devil who was known for his bad temper.

With much complaining, you eventually gave up and agreed to his request, feeling a little cornered. “Fine, lead the way then.” You answered begrudgingly, forcing out a meek smile. Lucifer’s expression still didn’t change, he stared at you blankly for a second, before turning around and repeating the words he previously uttered, “Follow me.” How irritating he was, just like any other devil, or angel for that matter.

Not long after you found yourself slandering through the gigantic halls of his palace, it was decorated extravagantly in all the different shades of gold. Merely walking on such expensive-looking ground made you feel inferior. Wherever you looked you could hear the objects scream ‘broke’ at you. This wasn’t a treatment you expected in Paradise Lost, it sounded more befitting of Mammon’s castle.

On the other hand, it was to be expected that the resting place of every king must be of the highest quality, whether if they liked it or not, their subjects would arrange it for them in that manner. Despite you walking right behind him, you didn’t want to watch his back. All you did was curse about how everything unfolded. His shoulders were wide, paired with a slim waist to match. He was wearing a large suit jacket, yet he couldn’t conceal that fact. The way he walked was befitting his aura, rid of any hints of hesitation and full of precision. If someone didn’t know his position, they could still guess it, all due to his habits.

After a while, he finally reached his wanted destination, stopping in front of a room. You sneaked up next to him, still unable to do anything but watch from the sidelines. There was not a single word you two exchanged during your little trip, causing it to be more or less awkward. Lucifer pushed the door open, turning the doorknob and stepping inside, of course, you followed shortly after. The inside of the room was even more lavish than the gorgeous floors outside. Each piece of furniture fit into the frame, all of them had their own designated place, and the way they were lined up implied someone meticulously planning all of it out beforehand.

You couldn’t help but be amazed, these rooms are more than what one could categorize as luxury. Sure, the other king’s palaces didn’t fall behind in any aspects, though you were still impressed nonetheless. To think you’d be allowed inside such a grandiose space… if this was Earth it must cost a fortune. All your initial impressions were washed away the moment you recalled his presence. How did you manage to forget, for even one frame of a second? The moment you noticed, you started keeping to yourself again, hoping you didn’t step out of line. Eyes weakly scanning the room, avoiding his gaze at all costs. What he did next was unexpected, so much so that you ended up finding yourself staring without knowing what to do.

He walked over to the bed, sat down, and began to undress.

The first piece of clothing to be dropped was his jacket with the white snake. Dropping it off onto the ground, then slowly unbuttoning his shirt. In your head, a million thoughts flooded you, especially because you were confused about what to do. When Lucifer started taking his dress shirt off, revealing his toned body, you decided you had enough and asked, “What’s this supposed to mean?” Without even thinking about it, contemplating what he wanted to say, he blurted out, “Seducing you.”

The way he replied was as if he saw nothing wrong with his deeds and choice of words. “Really now? Why would someone like you bother?” Despite a small fraction in the back of your mind having already expected this, considering his intentions were as clear as water, you still had a glimmer of hope that that wouldn’t be the case. He didn’t have any connections with Solomon like the other kings, on the contrary, he is envious of him. For a man like him to want to earn your favor - it sounds unbelievable.

“I simply wanted to try my shot, perhaps I failed already?” Lucifer questioned after seeing your serious expression, his shirt was loose now but not taken off completely. “Failed what?” You asked him, hoping that you could gather enough information to make sense of what was going on. “Failed to impress you.” The blondie said, without hesitation or a hint of sarcasm. Why would you want to impress me, was what you would have liked to ask, though your guts told you to stay quiet.

 It’s a given that anyone would be in awe of him, considering how endearing he’s been the entire time. Even now, him sitting on his bed while flexing his muscles and that slim waist; every part of him was proof that he was sculpted by the loving hand of god personally. “No, that’s not the case..” you stopped mid-track, thinking about the possible outcomes for a bit, being hasty could cause backlash after all. If you praised him, he might take it as consent, but if you refused, would he get defensive? Was he a case like Levi?

Instead of pondering over this any longer, you took a gamble. Fine, since he wished to get laid so badly, shall you entertain him then? You walked up to him and hopped onto the bed as well. The soft sunlight still grazed your skin, the mattress sinking due to your added weight. “I’m plenty impressed, lucifer.” You had to show determination and sincerity, otherwise it wouldn’t bear fruits.

This wasn’t a lie though, he was very beautiful.

Your arm reached out for the male, finding yourself more and more captured by him with each passing second. Now that you were above him, he didn’t seem all that intimidating anymore. Fingers intertwined with his locks, stroking him while giving him a big smile. It felt pleasant, that was his first thought. Like the warmth god showered him with before Solomon came. A deep sigh left him, bitterness suddenly intruded into the room, and the atmosphere proceeded to sink.

No matter how you tried to brush it off, it seemed like he was troubled. It couldn’t have been something you did, right? Nonetheless, you hugged him gently. Your hands were still wrapped in his hair, scraping his scalp with a tenderness he hadn't felt for a long time. You pulled him closer to you until you were both resting your chins on the other’s shoulder. His sharp teeth were dangerously close to your skin, but you tried not to worry.

“You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to, no one is forcing you, even if it’s your duty.” Your voice rang through his head, it brought forth a strange sense of comfort. “I’m doing it out of my own will.” He retorted. It smelled fishy to you, but you didn’t pursue it further. Eventually, he returned your embrace. “That’s comforting to hear.” So you replied, If you were to enjoy yourself, you had to make sure the other person wanted it too.

You took a deep breath, taking in his scent before exhaling. Your hot breath tickled his neck and before he knew it, you kissed his neck gently. The way you did it was as if you drew on his skin with your lips. One mark after another, planting them around him and corrupting him with your traces. He was taken aback, though it didn’t feel bad. At most, it tickled, which is why he let you continue, while all he did was breathing softly next to your ear. Each exhale blew some air against your skin as well, cheering you on to continue your actions.

Soon, your kisses turned into sucks, leaving behind more of your presence, proof and traces of this session today. The spots you touched would turn red shortly after, and persist for the rest of the day. How greedy of you, did you wish to mark him as yours?

“Child of Adam- uh, no, of Solomon… you, haaah.” He called out to you, hands lingering over your back. This was the first time you saw him hesitating to do something, he wasn’t sure if he had permission to crawl at your back. “Never mind.” Lucifer sighed and let you continue your little drawing session.

With time you also trailed off, going lower with your movements. All that persisted was a path from his neck to the middle of his chest. He sat up straight, only to get pushed into the mattress by you. His shirt was hanging off his shoulders as if he carefully orchestrated it this way. You hovered above him, hands releasing his hair and instead grabbing the sides of his torso. There you traced his silhouette with your hands until you were holding his astonishingly small waist. 

It felt good, his skin was smooth and nice to the touch, also your hands fit in that place so perfectly, as if he was God's gift to you. Besides he seemed to like it as well, since he didn’t protest. Instead, his face started to flush slightly, alongside a sudden change in rhythm with his heartbeat. “I’m guessing I’m supposed to leave it all to you..?” Lucifer gazed up at you through half-lidded eyes, a slight, almost inaudible tremble underneath his voice. “That’s right, you told me I can treat you like an object.” You reminded him, he didn’t know if you meant it or not.

You started sucking on his nipples afterward, first licking the area and circling around it with the tip of your tongue, then flicking the wet muscle over his perky buds. His breasts were squishy and so pretty, you couldn’t help yourself. After taking a glance at his reddened face, you began sucking on his pecs. A shiver ran down his spine at the realization, face twisted into a pleasure-ridden expression.

This wasn’t a completely new feeling, since he did have experience with intimacy, though he was never the bottom. Or, rather, no one ever dared to top and grope him like this. You were truly beyond what a normal mortal was, having the resolve to touch him however you want without shivering in fear. At this rate, he might become quite fond of you.

“Do you enjoy touching me there?” He uttered, a breathy moan following close by. “I would do it if I didn’t like it.” You snapped back, a part of you wondered how you suddenly got the courage to talk to him like that. Was it because he’s under you? “…be gentle with me then.” The Blondie said, turning his face to the sides to avoid your watching gaze. “I can’t promise it, but I’ll try.” A teasing smile showed on your face as you uttered those words, eyes squinted slightly into a suspicious smile. “You don’t look trustworthy at all.” Lucifer mocked, though you ignored him and instead rolled your eyes.

Now that things have escalated to this point, the angel was wondering how far you two would go. Was this the end or the beginning, will he regret it in the end? “Ha.. uh-uhm,.” Occasionally, a sharp gasp would slip from him. Whenever you used too much force or pinched him too hard, the pain he felt would turn into pleasure and raise his libido, rendering him unable to repress his voice. Whatever this was, it must be what god wanted for him and his brothers, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't have created this feeling, this bliss and ecstasy.

You tried your best to stimulate both of his nipples, rolling the cute pink bud between your teeth. Red marks have plagued his upper area too now, and the amount was much more compared to his neck. A sense of pride filled you at your own achievement, or better yet, at this work of art beneath you. “Simply divine.” You uttered while gazing up at him through an adoring gaze, something completely different from only minutes ago. Then you noticed how his eyes were half-lidded, face blushing and lips parted due to his heavy breathing. A tired look on his face as he stared at you through wet lashes, or was it a needy look?

Who in the world would be able to resist such temptation, the temptation of the most powerful being getting all submissive for you. It has gotten increasingly difficult to resist this fine man, much harder than it was with anyone else. Without wasting more precious time and chatting any further, you switched your focus to the other one. You’ve ruined one side enough already, it was swollen and red while the other still looked pretty healthy. Wasn’t it time to abuse that spot too? Now using your hand to flick the previous one, while sipping on the other with your lips. Not long after he started making more sounds, resistance shredding entirely.

These noises were beautiful, absolutely stunning, they were like music to your ears. You listened closely while he whined and panted, feeling proud that you made him into the mess of a man. “HuuhH.. ha- hnng..! Wa-wait…” Something was strange, why did this feel so nice? Why was his heart racing so much,��when it never happened with anyone but god? Not to mention how his body burned whenever your skin made contact, it tingled and felt giddily. Was it your charm, or because of the skillful touch of your hands? So many questions were going to be left unanswered, while his desire grew with each passing moment.

Suddenly you noticed something strange on your tongue, at the same time your finger seems to have touched a foreign liquid. “NghHhh…” Lucifer gasped as you pulled back, leaving his reddening nipples alone. His poor buds have been used and abused for so long, they were standing up all proud and hard. The same goes for the thing inside his pants, creating an obvious bulge between his legs. A dark spot formed where the tip of the tent was. You only stared at him, at his body, unable to comprehend the situation. What was that, you thought at first, then a bright smile crept onto your features. Was it perhaps what you thought it was?

The Blondie glanced at you a few times, before mumbling, “Why did you stop?” He couldn’t comprehend your actions, he thought everything was going alright, so why did you ruin the rhythm like this? There was no answer from your side, you remained silent. Right as he was about to ask again, you resumed your previous actions, flicking his nipples again which immediately yearned a yelp from the male. “Hmm-! UgGhh..” a watery and slightly milky substance dripped from his breasts onto your fingers. Exactly as you expected.

In the meantime, he was gripping the sheets as tightly as he could, to the point that his knuckles turned white. Surprise and amazement were written all over your face, he couldn’t quite fathom why you looked so excited, though before he got the chance to speak you basically answered him already, “Haha.. you are lactating, lucifer.” The words that came from your lips were foreign, it caused his heart to stand still for a second.

“Excuse me?” His pupils shrank, and he pulled such a silly and cute look of confusion as a response. Without further delay, you licked over his hardened nipples, and then another drop of milk stimulated your taste buds. “It’s delicious..!” You couldn’t help but compliment him, feeling overjoyed at this new discovery. Never have you ever experienced something astonishing as this, though if you had to be completely honest, it didn’t taste all that much. 

Wait, hold up, explain- lactation? You mean him, lucifer, the good that fell from grace, was producing milk all this time? How his head spun, processing this information was too much for the inexperienced angel. Sure, he isn’t naive when it comes to intimate things, but he wasn’t this deep into it! Lucifer would have been longer lost in his thoughts if it weren’t for your rough treatment. Despite his inner turmoil you kept sucking and nibbling at him with a newfound fever, swallowing anything his body gave to you.

“Ahh…” the Blondie moaned, then proceeded to whine desperately, “Don’t be.. too rough..” it didn’t hurt, but it made him feel like he was on the brink of losing his sanity. All because of the weird pleasures and bliss he got out of this, he was reaching highs he never knew before. And you didn’t even touch him on his private parts, so why was he so sensitive?

“Is this how angel milk is made?” You asked him jokingly while rubbing his nipple in between your teeth, still playing with that poor body part of his. “NgGhhm..! Don’t ask- haaaa… stupid things..” God, his voice was so adorable it fuelled your want to ruin and bully him. All you wanted to do was to play with him until he didn’t have anything to offer anymore, until you sucked him dry. Just the thought of it was making you happy.

Pair that with the neutral but slightly sweet taste of his milk, you felt like you were in heaven. “I wish I had some tea to pair with your milk.” The bitterness of the tea would be compensated for with the sweet aftertaste of his milk. It would have been such a fine combination. His blush intensified at your comment, how do you always manage to come up with such unique ideas?

“Shall I request Buer or someone else to bring a cup?” This was only a teasing question, to provoke him. Yet to your surprise, he started crying and holding onto your sleeves. “No-.. don’t.” Tears akin to diamonds rolled down his cheeks, sparkling the entire time. Your heart jumped at his reaction. Like a deer caught in headlights, you couldn’t help but stare at him with a blank expression. Tears? Cries? You made the strongest being after god cry? What a satisfying feeling that was, you were captured by his beautiful, tears-ridden face.

Lucifer frowned and bit his bottom lip, embarrassed at his vulnerable state. Before he could wipe his tears with his sleeves, you kissed them away. Even you yourself didn’t know exactly why you did it. After all, this wasn’t because you couldn’t stand his crying face, because he looked beautiful while shedding those water droplets. Guess you just wanted a taste, to see if it was as delicious as his.. other fluids? You wanted to caress his face in that moment, to hold him and whisper all the dirty things you were going to do to him into his ear. This was similar to your experience on Christmas with his brothers, only ten times better.

How strange, he felt a certain kind of Deja vu at your tender touch. For one second, he could see the adoring caresses from his little brothers on him, hugging or holding his hand. Then he got reminded of when he first opened his eyes, when the love of god belonged only to him. “I want to taste all of you.” You whispered, pulling him out of his daydream again. On the other hand, you were almost shocked at how perverted your own words were. His sobbing quieted down slightly, and he looked away hesitantly. Lips trembled a little as a genuine, sad tear rolled down his chin.

“I’m sorry, that was too mean of me to say, to bring your subordinate into this as well.” You thought that was the reason why he was crying, so you quickly apologized. The blondie thought about your apology while you ate up his tears like it was a five-course meal, he clenched his eyes shut due to how close you were. “I’m alright.” He responded though the sobbing wouldn’t stop. Why? “..I hope that is the truth.” You eventually admitted, then caressed his face once again. If anything, you didn’t wish to hurt him.

After you resumed your earlier demonstrations and pinched his nipples, his sex twitched around, yearning to be freed. “Ah, it hurts.” Lucifer groaned loudly, his sharp teeth injured his own lips. “Is that all you feel?” You teased him. Tsk, asking something so obvious, you were playing games with him again, weren’t you?

“Be honest with me, Luci.” The sound of that nickname was weird, it brought forth unfamiliar sensations he had never experienced before. The angel still refused to elaborate further, since it was shameful for him. It would sound so weird if he admitted he liked the pain, he didn’t want to make a fool of himself. That stupid pride of his…

All that silence was getting too annoying, you wanted his opinion. In the end, you nibbled on his buds again, stopping only to say, “I can see that you are enjoying yourself, the wet spot on your pants is growing.” A yelp slipped from him, finally a shocked expression was spread across his features. “Ugh.. why now?!” He seemed to condemn his own body, feeling ashamed at this vulgar sight of his. “Look, everything down here is so sticky.” You said while your hand crept lower, to grobe him through his pants. “MhhHm, is— is that so?” Huh, was he trying to play the naive card now?

You held your now defiled hand right in front of his face as if to prove a point. “Exactly! Look right here.” A perverse-looking liquid stuck to your fingers and palm, it made a squelching sound whenever you clenched your hand. “Ah.. ah.” He whined, to think that he produced this filthy thing..! He turned his head to the side, to avoid looking at it. Poor Birdy hasn’t been this ashamed for centuries.

When you noticed his embarrassment, you grinned again, then brought your hand to his chest. Then you smeared all of it onto his chest, causing everything to get all wet and sticky. “HnHhn..!? Did you just-..?” Lucifer turned around as soon as he felt his own precum touching his otherwise pure and divine skin.

If that wasn’t enough already, you had to go back to playing with his already exhausted nipples. On top of that, you were cleaning up the mess you made on his chest, swallowing his slightly bitter precum along with his milk. “It’s a pretty good substitute for tea, heh.” You commented, then stuck your tongue out for him to see the two fluids mixed together, along with your spit as well.

His mouth hung agape, half due to shock, half because he couldn’t restrain his groans. You took that opportunity to kiss him and stick your tongue inside his mouth, swirling it around to make him taste himself. “MhmhGnnH..!! NHhH- uhHhnnn..♡♥︎~!” All he could do was moan into your mouth or choke out broken whimpers as more tears decorated the scene. Your hands didn’t stay useless and kept fiddling with his chest. This was too much stimulation for the poor angel, he literally saw stars as the mix of bitter and sweet danced across his tastebuds. The way you kissed him was rough yet pleasant, bringing forth an ecstasy completely new to him.

When you shoved your wet muscle down his throat, causing him to gag, a huge wave of pleasure coursed through his body. He shivered so much, shaking to the point you were almost worried. At the same time, his eyes rolled to the back of his skull as all of his moans got muffled by you. The only sounds slipping through were meek whimpers, barely audible to the human ears.

After you were done and you pulled back, granting him the privilege to breathe again, he looked like a total mess. Drool was hanging out of his lips, as well as something milkier in color. Strings of saliva were connecting his swollen lips with yours. A dazed look in his eyes, as if he didn’t bear a single thought behind those melting pupils. His face was covered in a layer of sweat and tears, his already messy locks stuck to his body like gum. You called out his name, saying it in a sweet and innocent tone. He didn’t answer you, only staring into the space like a used doll. Was he perhaps in sub-space? How adorable.

Your gaze coincidentally landed on his crotch, noticing how some of the white fluids were seeping through his trousers. Ah, so that’s what happened. This little angel here came untouched huh? Amazing, simply stunning. That sadistic smirk of yours returned as you yanked off his pants, holding back your laughter at the mess he made. You just had to taunt him for that, snarking at him, “Aww, did the big Lucifer cum from some touching and kissing? How humiliating, don’t you agree?” No answers, just a quiet whine did escape his throat. Good, he can still hear you.

“Such a mess you made, tsk tsk tsk.” You clicked your tongue, sarcastically shaking your head. After that you whispered sickly sweet, “But it’s alright, you will clean it up afterwards anyway, isn’t that so, Luci?”

Tags: @shianarou @ghostiegirl56 @thisisnotangel @ghostgoosygoose @aghrentroplayer @i-dont-fooken-know @chuuya-brainrot @allyfoxglove @thigh-o-saur @fallenthemisticalyingyang @fem-dom-roze

Nini!rant 2.0:

Men can lactate too, right. That’s something we’ve known for a long time. But only about 1/8 of men have the necessary requirements to produce milk. Because producing milk has something to do with the hormone levels, and it’s unusual for men to have enough to actually produce milk. Even then, it’d be a more watery consistence compared to the milk of a woman.

Anyway, to get a man to lactate isn’t as easy as it is in fiction. You’ll have to basically suck on the nipple, with a vacuum or mouth, for weeks (depends on the individual) for it to start producing small amounts of milk. Or in other words, constant nipple stimulation.

Another way is to take medicine promoting the needed hormones, or to starve oneself -> during World War II there has been records of prisoners lactating after starving and finally being fed. Many speculate it’s because of the dropping hormone levels due to starvation and the sudden rising once they receive food again. That’s why their bodies produced milk. (Pls don’t ask)

There are also cases where all this doesn’t apply and a guy lactates for no reason… then it’d be in your best interest to check it out with a doctor. It could be breast cancer after all, and this doesn’t only apply to guys, if anyone just suddenly leaks milk for no reason it could be signs of cancer.

[hellsslibrary]

Hellooooo!! i just saw your post asking for requests and stuff, so uh

here i aaaaam :3

i was wondering if you can do sub! lucifer or barbatos :p

you can do like literally whatever but i am STARVED for sub composed men that eventually are not-so-composed (i wanna see grown men cry)

"Shh... Don't think that water will save us from others."

#a.n. : I'M SO FERAL ABOUT THIS ONE SHOWER CARD OMG.... So shower sex with Luci where you drive him crazy lol.

!!Warnings: Top!Dom!Male!Reader, Sub!Bottom!Lucifer, fingering, finger sucking, shower sex obviously, praise, teasing, a little crying, overstimulation (this is not mentioned but implied), no penetration, Reader is MC, this all take place after the events of the card with skateboards, open final.

The sound of groans and slight squelching sounds was heard in the bathroom. But everything is easily hidden from others outside this room by the sounds of water and a spell cast on the walls.

Your fingers have been moving inside Lucifer for God knows how long, and you made no attempt to stop. Not that Lucifer minded; the stamina of demons is much higher than that of humans, but damn, this was getting too good.

How many times did he cum? He doesn’t remember anymore, and you didn’t count either. Just the fact that you finally managed to convince him to take a break after he worked so wonderfully on creating the best skateboard is already a miracle. But Lucifer himself understood that he deserved it... And how could he disagree when you were so sensitive to making sure he took breaks while working earlier?

"M-MC...Are you ever going to stop?" He asks, still being able to somehow spit out a complete sentence without almost stumbling over the letters.

"Mmm... No, I guess. You're not even at your limit yet, why should I stop?" A rhetorical question comes from your lips, which makes Lucifer’s legs tremble with excitement.

He is clearly not at the limit of his strength, far from it. But you will spend a very long time here if you want to bring him to this line, which is what you actually wanted. You just wanted him to break, in the nicest sense of the word.

Your fingers slid so perfectly inside his already soaking wet walls, each time pressing on a tiny spot that made him moan with pleasure. His dick was constantly rubbing against the shower wall, smearing his cum from several orgasms all over the wall. Lucifer’s palms lay lazily on the wall, and he rested his forehead on them to hide his red little face, which of course you didn’t want, but you didn’t really mind.

"Are you already brought to a complete state of bliss, if you understand what I'm hinting at, Luci?" The only answer to your question was a shake of the head.

But little did you know that it was a lie.

Lucifer felt like he was ready to dissolve, turn into a puddle from the movement of your fingers in him. He felt his entire being being torn apart in the most pleasant sense of the word. He felt like his whole brain was ceasing to function, because he had not been aware of it for a long time.

He's not even sure he can control his own body. A rare moment of vulnerability for him.

Lucifer realizes that his mask will soon crack. It will break like a crack in glass that will break it sooner or later. His self-control will burst.

Or rather, it has already done it.

“Are you crying, precious? Very good, relax, no one will hurt you here...” You whisper when you see tears running down the part of his downward-leaning face that you can see.

He groans when he realizes your fingers are playing with his tongue, making him whine. Such a humiliating sound for him, the Avatar of Pride himself. He shouldn't make sounds like that, but honestly? Fuck it all.

His head leans back, resting on your shoulder. His back collides with your torso. His hips try to match the movement and rhythm of your fingers, moving with them. And his mouth sucks your fingers, as if his life depended on it... Although he will obviously remember this for a long time later.

“Come on, let go,” You whisper in his ear, kissing his cheek, feeling the salty taste of his tears and looking down, slightly surprised that he came at that very second, but absolutely satisfied.

Lucifer hums around your fingers in mock displeasure when you don't slow down your movements even for a moment. He understands that he will regret this.

But it feels so fucking good.

“MC... You... will break me...” He whispers, muffled by your fingers, barely able to form a simple sentence as he feels your fingers deliberately aiming specifically for his prostate.

“Hush, baby,” You coo, he wants to drown in your voice, he realizes that he can’t even hear the sound of water. "Just relax, I won't eat you, you're so fucking good."

He nods. The movement is convulsive, clearly not smooth, and so unusual for Lucifer. You just smirk at this, kissing his neck, making him whimper, wiping away his tears.

After all... Maybe he won't regret this experience as much as he thought.

[aluciahaz]

Mommy kink x reader fix for luci pls, idc the circumstances, I’m desperate here.

arent we all 😔 here u go!! it was pretty fun writing this, i love METAPHORS!!!!

touch of temptation

—lucifer x gn!reader

—includes : sub!lucifer, dom!reader, mommy kink, edging

lucifer’s been alone for quite some time now. yet, when you came around, you made sure to change that immediately.

of course, due to the absence of affection for years, he’s stuck to you like glue, always perking up when he sees you enter a room and running toward you with his stupid little grin.

albeit, adorable stupid little grin.

his desire for touch was not only apparent during daily life, always hooking his arm around you or poking you in jest, but in the nightlife as well.

lucifer was needy. desperate. his longing for touch was one you indulged in without question much of the time, yet some nights the two of you agreed upon abstaining him from such wants. he was the king of hell after all, of course, he’d be a little freaky.

which is why he was sobbing underneath your maddening touch, his head falling back as he cries in dismay from his inability to finish due to your quick reactions whenever he’d get close, pulling your hand away just in time to elicit a noisy whine from the king.

“l-let—me cum, mommy, please!” he wails as you drive into him, pushing him to the brink of insanity as your hand returns to his cock. he bucks up into your hand wildly, only to have his hips held down with a stern push.

“not yet, baby. stay strong for me,” you coo, yet your soft tone goes against your actions, sharp, fast, and most importantly, ruthless.

he snivels before taking in a deep, shuttering breath, nodding his head weakly at your request.

“o-okay! i’ll tr—AH!” his fingers dig into your skin, grasping onto your back like his life depended on it.

and it only gets rougher when you let go of his cock.

the scream of frustration that ripped from his throat was adorable, considering how it would get interrupted by his choking wails. you can’t help but place a kiss on top of his forehead, soothing him just a bit. he always melts at the slightest act of affection, it’s wonderful.

his legs wrap around your waist as though he‘s a snake trying to constrict its prey. he needed to hold onto you like this, to feel you as much as he could. you were his temptation, and he was willing to lose himself in it.

“pl-please please! mommy, i need—! ngh—f-fuck!” he pleads aimlessly, finding himself lost in his seemingly endless pleasure.

“use your words, baby,” you tell him, knowing fully well as you thrust faster that he would be unable to form a single sentence.

“ha—i, you—so goodwait—AH! c-can’t think-!” the fallen angel seemed to find his place back in heaven, considering how far up his head was in the clouds. but, he’s brought back down to hell as your hand finds its place around his shaft again, making him jolt in shock.

he whines louder and louder, tears never stopping as he takes what you give in full stride, never trying to go against your earlier command.

he was as sweet as an apple and red as one too with a never faltering blush across his face and chest. you couldn’t help but take a bite, his neck being the perfect area for a mark.

the shaky moans that leave him are beautiful, and with how well he was taking all of your love, you just had to give him his reward.

“you’re such a good boy,” you huff out a chuckle as you hear him whine in delight, soaking up the praise needily.

“you can cum for me now, my love,” you coo, drinking in his face of pure gratitude as he hears you.

“c-can i? can i re—ah—! really?” he asks as he cries in joyous disbelief, looking at you with wide, tear-filled eyes.

“yes, baby,” you say gently, and without a second’s hesitation, he shudders and screams in mind-breaking ecstasy, the horns on his head slowly peeking from his head as he finishes.

“th-thank—! thank—! thank y-you—mh—mommy!” he wails, his eyes rolling to the back of his head briefly before slowly looking back up at you with a dazed look.

his legs still tremble around your waist before slipping down to the bed, completely exhausted. you take your time to care for him, cleaning and making sure to cuddle your little touch-starved lover as quickly as you could.

he’s already asleep in your arms in the first few seconds, snoring lightly. you kiss the back of his neck delicately before heading off to rest as well.

and it would be peaceful until morning, where, like every morning, he would whine and clutch onto you to make sure you wouldn’t leave the bed, never able to fulfill his endless hunger for your touch.

tags: @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @drlucichen @mvskedxrtist

[inactiveobeymeblog]

⚠️NSFW⚠️

Imagine if Lucifer knew how to pole dance. 😳

I feel as though no one would know about it until he’s working a fill-in shift for Mammon at The Fall.

But during his shift, he doesn’t realize MC is there watching him entertain the guests of the strip club. MC is taking in how he uses his hips and legs around the poll and Lucifer doesn’t notice MC until he fills in as bartender.

When MC sat down at a bar stool, Lucifer stood there in surprise.

“Oh…” Is all he can say as he goes back to mixing a drink with a faint hint of pink dusting his cheeks. MC would chuckle and watch as Lucifer completes and slides the drink down to the customer.

“You know, Lucifer…” MC catches Lucifer’s attention. “I had quite the time watching you dance upon that stage. I’d love to have a more… personalized experience of such an elegant display in private. What do you say?”

Lucifer would then play along.

“Why would you watch me dance on a pole when I can dance on you?” He whispers in MC’s ear.

“Oh, how naughty you are, Lucifer.”

MC knew they could not refuse this one in a lifetime chance.

[ratskinsuit]

Can you make a dom reader with Valentino or Lucifer? Here's some ideas if you'd like Valentino: Something about rubbing and massaging his fur Lucifer: Something about being stressed about work and just wanting to be fucked until he can't think anymore. Thank you if you choose to do this :D (Sorry if it came off as rude, this is my first request with anyone)

Till I Feel Better

Lucifer x Gn!reader

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“Poor Lucifer has been so stressed and pent up recently, so he does the best thing he can think of, and comes to you to help him relax.”

Tags: Sub!Lucifer, Dom!Reader, Whimpering and moaning, Praise, Lucifer getting his brains fucked out of him, blow jobs/oral sex, slight dry humping

A/N: Since no gender was specified I went with gn. I tried to just do you riding him because it’s possible for any gender, I’m very sorry if it’s not what was asked. This is literally just him getting fucked. Very little plot.

MDNI

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You were in the library, reading a book. You sat at your normal spot on a couch. humming softly with your legs kicked up on one of the cushions. You turn the page and hear footsteps coming from the entrance.

You look up to see Lucifer looking around for something, and his eyes land on you and he smiles.

You give him a smile back and bookmark the page you were on and set the book on the side table next to you. He walks over with a smile still on his face.

You sit up and greet him. “Hey Luci, how was your day honey?” You ask as he comes closer, once he’s close enough giving him a quick cheek kiss.

He blushes at the kiss like it’s his first, even though you two have been together for years, yet you don’t mind it, finding it quite cute.

“Ah, stressful, but I’m very glad to see you.” He says, you move your feet from the other side of the couch so he can sit there, he hums in delight, taking a seat next to you.

“Oh yeah?” You ask, leaning to him, running a hand through his hair.

He sighs and leans into it your touch. “J’st a lot of paperwork.” He says, smiling softly at you, instant hidden in his eyes, yet the motive not yet clear.

You lean over to him and give him a kiss, and he kisses back almost instantly.

You two stay there for a couple moments, before you try to lean away slightly, but he leans forward, stopping you from breaking the kiss.

You go along with it for a minute, after a couple moments you find yourself laying down with him straddling you. The kisses becoming more heated.

Drool slowly starts dripping down from his lips, you notice him panting and whimpering in between kisses.

You feel his hips twitch a bit, still clothed, he begins to rut against you, as his whimpers begin to turn into louder whines.

You lean back to pull away, but Lucifer tries to follow you to continue the kiss, but you softly push him back.

Hes panting hard, drool running down his chin, his cheeks very red, his eyes half lidded and his dick obviously very hard on his pants, a small wet spot already forming. He wipes the drool with his sleeve, looking at you with with need.

“Well someone’s pent up.” You say, stroking his cheek as he whines, jutting against you again, before you hold down his hips, earning you a distressed whimper.

“P-…please.. n’ so… want you.. p—ease…” He begs, kissing you desperately inbetween words.

You gently push him away. Before he could protest, you shove him down, so you are straddling him now.

He grips you waist, a desperate look on his face. “Mn p..please..”

You unbutton a couple of his shirt buttons. “Want me to care of you honey?” You coo, and he nods quickly.

You laugh a bit and finish unbuttoning, running your hand up and down his abs.

“P-please…! Mhm.. don’t tease me…” He whines, shuddering as your hand catches on the waist of his pants.

“Don’t worry handsome I’m gonna take care of you.” You murmur, unzipping his pants and pulling them down, as your partner squirms underneath you.

You stroke his cheek, pulling down his underwear, presenting his already hard and leaking cock, red at the tip. You glance at him to see his staring at you, desperately.

Pumping it a couple times, you lean down, teasing the tip a bit with a little swipe of your tongue, earning you a jolt. “Nnno t-easing…” Lucifer begs.

You slowly begin to take him in your mouth, a glance up letting you see his eyes begin to roll back into his head, his chest already heaving.

Slowly but surely you take his to the base, before you begin bobbing up and down, Lucifer’s hands flying to your hair, his hips stuttering subconsciously.

You don’t mind though, humming around him, knowing it drives him crazy. “Ngh h-agh.. fuuu- plea- darling… hah…” He squirms and writhes above you.

You go from speeding up to slowing down, still teasing him slightly. His cries filling the library, anyone who would walk past knowing exactly what is happening. Not that Lucifer would let them live after that.

Your hands play and knead his balls, your tongue massaging him. Drool is running down his chin by now, eyes trying to stay focused on you. Tears are on the edge of his eyes as he tries to desperately tries to keep them back.

“Co- ah.. hon- g’nna cum… pleas-ah!” He whines, trying to alert you to his upcoming, yet quick orgasm. You speed up, determined to make him cum, not minding that it’s so fast.

With a cry, Lucifer arches, cumming deep down your throat. You swallow, a bit dripping from your mouth. You sit up, looking at the fucked out expression on his face.

Smiling, you look at the panting, wrecked man infront of you. You push his hair out of his eyes, before sticking your fingers in his mouth.

As soon as you do that, he begins sucking sloppily, still experiencing aftershocks from his orgasm, spit running down your fingers.

Once you belive they are wet enough, you unbutton your own pants, with the help of Lucifer, you pull them down.

You reach behind you and slowly stick a finger in your entrance, hissing at the intrusion. After a couple moments you stick another in.

Lucifer watches lustfully, his cock already hard again, watching you piston your fingers in and out of yourself.

When you are stretched out enough, you pull them out, and line yourself up with lucifers dick, before going down on him sharply, bottoming out instantly.

You must admit it did hurt a tad, the shock a bit much. But your partners reaction priceless. As soon as you drop down. his nails dig into the couches armrest, tearing it up. His eyes roll back into his skull, face completely red. Hair tangled and messy. He heaves and lets out half moans and whimpers. Not quite being able to decide whether to beg or catch his breath.

However, he doesn’t get much of a choice as you begin bouncing up and down on him, setting a brutal pace right away.

He chokes on his spit, writhing underneath you, hands scrambling to find something to grab onto. Settling on your waist.

He begs and moans loudly, still sensitive from his previous orgasm. “Pleaseee fuckfuckfu- dar-darling.. ngh- ha.” He has his eyes shut as you bounce up and down on him, tears running down his cheeks from overstimulation.

He babbles mindlessly, letting himself go, not caring who hears. You giggle, panting above him “Come on.. ahm.- handsome, you can let yourself go… g-go- go ahead baby..” Your nails dig into his shoulders, driving him crazy.

Your orgasm comes to you quickly, having already been pent up today, just not showing it.

“Mhng- c’mmon - ah-ah-fuckfuckk ple-ase c-um with m- ba-baby…” Lucifer begs, his peak approaching rapidly.

After a couple moments he arches, and you squeeze your eyes shut as you two climax together. Shuddering above him, you look down to see him absolutely fucked out.

You smirk, taking a couple deep breathes. “Come.. on pretty boy, you can take more.” You say, before you begin to bounce again…

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A/N: I have a bit of writers block hehe, so this took me so long to get out and I apologize! But I hope you still enjoyed! I will be working on the other requests in my inbox now so If you requested I will be working on it soon, because I am on a basis where I go in order of when it has been sent in.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

[angelicpoison12]

daddy issues ☆

MFA/MFM, (N)SFW, 18+, PORN W/ FEELINGS

Lucifer notices just how much you care. when he gives you a rubber duck, your feelings solidify, and you decide to show him your gratitude in a more... physical way.

Lucifer is downbad for you omg, top!Lucifer, soft dom!Lucifer, mating press, missionary, fluffy sex, i need to show this man some love ya'll oml

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it felt a little odd finding solace in a man that you’d feared your entire life. growing up, you were ushered to avoid the devil at all costs. it felt weird knowing he was a short, funny, socially awkward king that liked rubber ducks.

Lucifer was everything that you never had but wanted in a father; someone who was kind and was willing to guide you in the hotel. you were happy that his relationship with Charlie was getting better. Lucifer seemed to still have some trouble with properly socializing, having a filter, and making sure to catch social queues-but he was trying, and that was what mattered most. 

you often found yourself questioning if you wanted more to come out of your relationship with Lucifer. it was odd, in a way. you were both so nervous around each other that you had to be in a conversation with others just to get it flowing. you both realized you had more in common than you thought you ever would. you were both silly and had your own hobbies that collided in the best ways possible. he made you feel heard and safe. 

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one night, you decided to have a drink to chill out. it had been a long week, and you just really needed to cool off. 

you sat at the bar, looking at Husk with a smile. he smiled back. Husk enjoyed you because you didn’t push his boundaries, and you often respected him. he enjoyed talking to you as well, and most of the time, he’d let you pet his ears if you got drunk enough to ask sweetly. 

“just a soda water, please. i’ve had a long week,” 

you told Husk. he poured you a seltzer and added some juice, sliding it over to you. as he dried a few glasses, he asked,  “what made your week so long?”  “i don’t know honestly. it just felt longer than most weeks,”  you said, shrugging. Husk nodded.  “i understand somewhat. but what’s up? you don’t usually sit at the bar. you often get your drink and go to the lounge,”  Husk said, quirking a furry brow at you. you sighed and looked around.  “i’m waiting for Lucifer... i know he hangs out around here before bed, so I wanted to see him.”  “oh? you wanted to see him before bed, huh?”  Husk asked with a smirk, chuckling as he shook his head. your face turned red, and you pouted, crossing your arms at Husk. he knew all too well that you wanted more than just a friendship with Lucifer. he’d often watched from afar, seeing how you two would both light up in conversations, constantly hitting it off and talking faster than two teenage girls at a slumber party.  

you nodded and quietly said,  “well... yeah, of course i do. he's my friend.”  “he should be down here soon. he’s been locked up in his room all day upstairs. i think he’s been making those dumb ducks,”  Husk said. you were quick to say,  “hey, they aren’t dumb! i think they’re pretty cute.”  Husk only chuckled and shook his head in response, amused by your loyalty to the man.  

Lucifer came downstairs, humming and holding a little paper bag. he saw you and his cheeks were dusted with a rosy red.  “oh! Y/N! i-uh, what’re you doing down here? weren’t waiting for me, were ya?”  Lucifer asked, smiling shyly at you, now holding the bag behind his back. you smiled back at him, watching as he sat at the barstool next to yours, setting the bag on the counter.  “nah, I was just stalking you.”  you teased at him. you noticed the bag and asked,  “what’s that?”  “oh-well, uh it’s-uhm, it’s actually for you.”  Lucifer said. he pushed the bag towards you. it was light and didn’t have too much of a feel to it. you took out the white tissue paper, hearing it crinkle under your fingers, gasping when you pulled out the item inside the bag. 

it was a rubber duck. it was painted and decorated to look like you. it had the swirls of your hair in acrylic paint, your eyes in resin glass, a little beak, and even cute clothes made of fabric he’d sewn himself. Lucifer looked at you, a little nervous as he asked,  “do you like it...? i mean, i hope you do, i spent a lot of time on-”  you didn’t even let Lucifer finish his sentence. you lunged forward and hugged him, your head in his chest as you snuggled up to him, mumbling against him,  “no, no, Lucifer... i love it. i love it more than you could ever know. thank you so much,”  you told him, smiling up at him. Lucifer held you close, his nose nuzzling in your hair as you both basked in the hug. 

“goddamn, get a room, you two!”  you heard a boisterous laugh behind you. you blushed and turned around, seeing Angel Dust standing there, leaning against the bar in his usual lustful gaze at Husk.  “say uh, wanna have some fun, Whiskers?”  Angel asked, his lower set of arms fluffing up at his chest. Husk’s eyes widened, a low, gravely growl coming out of him in a catlike way. 

you took this opportunity for a distraction, dragging Lucifer away and going upstairs to his room. Lucifer squeaked when you basically pinned him against the wall, leaving you both breathless and a little shocked of the situation.  “Lucifer,”  you began, swallowing as you tried to figure out how to say the words. it was hard. you’d been wanting to tell him how you felt for ages now. but now that you had the opportunity, it felt as if the water was boiling hot beneath you both, and you couldn’t deny the palpable feeling you were getting in your chest. 

“Lucifer, i... i just-”  you didn’t need to finish. he pressed a finger to your lips, his eyes nearly burning with love.  “shh, you don’t need to say anything, baby,”  Lucifer’s voice was a soft purr as he spoke. he cupped your face, his claws gently holding you as he came closer, your lips brushing in a sweet serenade.  

the kisses went from soft and innocent to messy and spiraling in a matter of seconds. by the time you’d reached his bedroom door, you were both practically drooling into each other’s mouths.   "fuck, Lucifer,”  you panted. he smirked, starting to kiss your neck as he chuckled,  “nah, it’ll be the other way around baby, trust me.”  he said, his forked tongue sliding its way up to your ear, circling the shell as he began to tug off your shirt over your head. he pinned you down on the bed, whispering,  “don’t worry, baby. i’ll be gentle. well, as gentle as i can be... i wouldn’t hurt you on purpose, i hope you know that,”  Lucifer said. his voice was loving and you could tell he meant every word he said.  

you shivered when Lucifer tugged your shirt off, his lips making their way down to your collarbone, his hands lovingly squeezing your chest. "fuck, you're beautiful, applecake." Lucifer whispered, his lips a little shaky. they went to your left nipple, his soft fingers fondling with the right one. he reciprocated the treatment to both of them, making your chest feel buzzed and loved.

he licked his way down to your tummy, dipping it into your belly button, eliciting an innocent giggle from you. he smirked at that, enjoying the sensations he was making course throughout your body.

Lucifer's fingers webbed into your pants, his eyes looking up at you for consent. when you nodded at him, he slowly took them off of you, reveling at the sight. he sucked in a sharp breath, his slacks feeling incredibly tight all of a sudden. "fucking unholy Hell.." he choked, grabbing some lube from his nightstand. he coated his fingers, shedding off his coat and vest, left in his unbuttoned white button up shirt, and white pants, his black boots left on as well.

his fingers were cool and sleek against your hole. he pressed a tender kiss behind your ear as he said, "shh, relax, baby.. i promise, i'll take care of you," he said, gently sliding the first finger into you. you felt your body quiver, making a soft gasp leave your lips. Lucifer kissed you, easing some pain when he added a second finger, stretching you further. "oh God," you panted, quivering under Lucifer's ministrations. no wonder why Lilith and Eve slept with him, fuck, he was really good at this. "no God can save you now, applecake," Lucifer chuckled in a sinister tone against your sensitive neck. you squeaked when he sank his teeth into the soft flesh, making a yelp leave your soft lips, your muscles tightening around his fingers.

Lucifer pulled his fingers out of you, sucking the digits clean before undoing the zipper on his pants, but he only pulled them down enough just to expose his butt. you whined, wanting to see more of him. "you'll take what i let you see of me, baby, or nothing at all." Lucifer growled, his hands holding down your shoulders. you pouted but nodded, deciding to be obedient for now.

he slowly stroked some lube into his length. it was a good length, not too girthy, but had a nice vein running on the left underside. he slowly brushed the head of his cock against your entrance, shivering as he felt the remaining wetness from the lubricant he used to stretch you out. you hooked your legs around his waist, and he pulled you closer, your forehead nearly touching.

"i love you, Y/N," Lucifer whispered, kissing you. you mewled into the kiss, gasping when he pushed into you at the same time. he ran his snake-like tongue over your lips, and you gave him permission to enter your wet cavern, allowing him to take control over your oral desires. his hips were slow and measured as they pushed against you, his pelvis rubbing you in all the right places. you moaned quietly, enjoying the intimate scenery. the lights weren't too bright, the bed was soft, and you could feel each other's warmth-even though Lucifer was still pretty much clothed. but fuck, it made it more exciting in a way.

"ah.. Lucifer, fuck.. more, give me more," you begged, growing used to the pace. Lucifer smirked and pressed you further into the bed, his hips angled downward as he began to go faster and harder, his tip hitting your spot over and over again. you cried out at the sudden rough pace, yelping and whimpering with each nudge his tip made inside of you.

"fuck-! Lucifer! i'm cumming-! yes, don't stop! don't stop!" you begged, almost drooling from how good he was destroying you. Lucifer couldn't help but grin sadistically at the sight, his horns coming out as he grew into his demon form, nuzzling your neck and sinking his teeth into your flesh once more.

the mere feeling was enough to make tidal waves of pleasure roll over you. the bite, his cock inside of you, his pelvis rubbing you-it was all too much. you were cumming fast and hard, your release explosive, back arching, lips letting out the sweetest yet most sinful sounds Lucifer had ever heard. it wasn't long before Lucifer was cumming too. his cock pulsed inside of you, and he grunted, pulling out after a few more sloppy thrusts. he stroked his cock, a few stray pieces of blonde hair falling in his face, lips agape, eyes half-lidded as his cock shot white ropes of orgasmic wax onto your tummy.

Lucifer smiled, panting after the last drop had smeared along your belly button. he kissed your lips, his mouth going down. you made a confused noise, only to squeak when his tongue began lapping up his release from your tummy. he nuzzled your pelvis, chuckling as he purred, "oh applecake, i'm far from done with you," he purred, nuzzling his cheek against your inner thigh, his eyes dark as he glanced up at yours.

fuck, you were in for a ride tonight.

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[yanderefarm]

for heretics. whb lucifer/male!reader

cw;; torture devices, religion, blood, choking

i just really wanted to write about a heretics fork. i love torture devices they're so fun... let a mans get a little freaky with it

a heretic. a sinner who spoke against god's will, who blasphemed and forsook the creator. the wicked tongue of a serpent should be cut off at the root and the most vile of serpents, the unforgivable sinner should be punished for eternity. lucifer. god's fallen child. his wings should be ripped from his body every day. his chest should be ripped open and ribs cracked exposing his blackened heart. he should suffer.

cold iron digging into his jaw and his collarbone in equal measure while warm hands moved his thighs to spread. his neck was aching from being forced to keep his porcelain neck bared for so long. the pain was irrelevant, certainly not the worst thing he'd ever felt but his muscles did burn. his body burned. every little touch from warm human hands was like a fire, the burn all the more surprising when he couldn't see you doing it. your hands burned like holy fire.

you were like holy fire in this den of sin he'd long since accepted, long since embraced. you were the only thing that made him feel again, the only thing that gave him purpose again. you were everything. your beautiful tears falling down your cheeks were like the sweetest wine. your warm laughter echoing through crumbling halls was like the chorus of angels. your touch was like the last remnants of god's power the only thing that made both angels and devils bend to their knees in admiration. how easy it was to bend to you. how grateful lucifer was everytime you sought him out.

you had sought him out again and now again you were between his large thighs, your fingers reaching to the deepest parts of his core while he wasn't allowed to even see your face. it was cruel but it was what he deserved. you knew what was best for him now, you had decided that he deserved to be punished. he was grateful that you liked his body so much to indulge yourself while punishing him. he was so glad to come undone on your fingers.

words of lust fell off his pink lips with every slow stretch or curl of your fingers. how his pretty voice begged for you to do a little more, give him a little more. your other hand wrapping around his aching cock was almost driving him over the edge. of course you wouldn't let him. he couldn't be angry all he could do was pant like a desperate dog. of course you decided when he got to cum, of course he didn't deserve it.

lucifer's muscles were aching and sore, his thighs trembled around your body trying fruitlessly to close. his neck hurt so much and every roll of his head brought back the sting of the fork, scarlet liquid spilling down his neck and chest. your hands were gone replaced by the wet flat length of your tongue running up his neck. oh how he welcomed the tender kisses to his jaw, how he pushed through the pain to turn his head to try and meet your lips. one of your cruel hands dragged him by his hair down to your blood stained lips. he tasted sweet when it came from your mouth.

"pray."

that was all you said before you released him, his head falling back as gratitude spilled off his equally stained lips. your nails dug into his hips as your cock pressed against the tight ring of muscle, your swollen tip stretching him open more than your fingers could dream. the words thank you left unfinished on his tongue as he groaned loudly. his large hands dug into the silken sheets for support as your cock bullied it's way into his body. the trembling and ache of his muscles burned once again as you stretched him so full. your cock was too big for him and he was so grateful for it.

his eyes rolled back into his head as his drool dripped down the corners of his mouth. your nails were leaving marks in his hips as you squeezed to bruise trying to get enough grip to slam your length fully inside him. your skin smacked against his own as his neglected cock let out a spurt of cum all over his own chest. it was like the whole world was distant and the only sensation was your cock rubbed right past his prostate and and filling his guts. your mocking laugh was like it was in another room and he couldn't even understand the words you said, even the pain of the fork in his skin was so far away.

and then it wasn't. while he was dazed you had drawn your hips back and slammed into him again so hard he came back to his body. he could hear a wet needy scream but he didn't know where it was coming from until he realized it was coming from his own throat.

"fuck- luci, baby, this pussy is so fucking, ngh, tight." your words brought him fully into focus and he felt tears welling up in his eyes.

he was so grateful it was all he could do to babble his thank yous while your cock abused his hole. slamming thrusts that managed to make the entire bed shake, his body moving with their force as if trying to escape. your death grip on his hips had resulted in new scarlet drops dripping down his back while the repeated hitting his head against the head board caused more to fall down his neck and chest. not even mentioning the way his pathetic cock spurted more wasted cum with every thrust.

"fuckin... luci you're making such a mess." you mocked one of your hands going from his hip to wrap around his throat.

the cold metal pressed down against his adams apple making it harder to breathe and causing his pathetic babbling to finally stop. lucifer tried to drag in a ragged breath but you gripped him harder, trying to fully wrap your hand around his thick neck. you said something but he was losing focus again, your frantic slamming against his tight walls melded with the loss of oxygen. your cock hit right against his prostate drawing another distant scream from his body as his spent cock gave a half hearted spurt.

"n-no m-mor-more" one of his hands reached up to claw at the one around his neck fruitlessly.

he didn't hear your response, his vision growing dull as your thrusts grew sloppy. your own thighs were starting to ache now as you reached your edge. you could feel the tight knot in your core ready to burst and the sight of the angel sloppy underneath you was increasing the pressure. you couldn't keep up with long slamming thrusts anymore as your own desperation mounted. you let go of his neck as your hand returned to his hip to aide your short shallow thrusting. your balls slapped against his skin as you tried to bury yourself even deeper inside of him.

his body clenched as another bit of cum dribbled down his cock finally forcing you over your edge. you buried your face in his chest, holding him tight as you continued weakly thrusting. rope after rope of thick cum flooded his guts as you spilled every drop you had into him. you were so blissed out when it was over you laid on him just twitching for a while.

you were ready to go to sleep when you remembered the heretics fork still keeping your barely conscious lover strained. you undid the strap around his neck discarding it somewhere on the nightstand while the angel under you began rolling his head.

"so good for me. such a good boy." you cooed, one of your hands moving up to play with his hair.

"thank you..." he gave you a chaste kiss on the forehead as your eyes started to close.

[hazbinwhoree]

HELLOOOOO I’m new to tumblr and I’ve been reading a couple of ur fanfics and I rlly like them. idrk how requests work, but could u please write a Sub!Adam x Dom! Female Reader? Thank u and have a good day! 🫶🫶

Oxytocin

A/N: This was heavily requested lowkey.

(Name) sometimes tried to get the upperhand in bed, and Adam never let her. Little did he know, she wasn’t really trying. All it took was playing on his incredibly high sex drive.

They were having a picnic out in a secluded location, a little waterfall surrounded by trees. They were the only ones around, and (Name) decided to come over and straddle Adam’s lap. Adam took a second to decide which was more important; his ribs, or seeing where this went.

He decided seeing where this went was more important, and discarded his ribs on the picnic blanket. He ran his hands up and down (Name)’s thighs. “Where did this come from, baby?” (Name) didn’t answer, shutting him up with her lips against his.

As they made out, Adam flipped them so that (Name) was on her laying on her back, him on top of her. To his dismay, she pulled back. “Position we were in, or else we stop.” Adam looked taken aback, but he definitely didn’t want to stop, so he crawled off of her and let her push him onto his back.

“This isn’t the position we were in–” “Shut up.”

Adam wasn’t sure how to feel about (Name)’s attitude, but his sex drive outweighed his reservations. He let her crawl on top of him and reconnect their lips. He tried to grope her chest, and she slapped his hands away. “You ask before you touch.”

Adam whined. “What the fuck, why?” “Because I said so. We can stop…” “No, can I touch you?” “What’s the magic word?” (Name) purred. “Please,” Adam growled. “Let me touch you.” “Hm. Fine,” (Name) hummed.

Adam excitedly slid his hands up (Name)’s shirt. He groped and massaged her breasts for a moment before deciding he wanted to see them, and trying to tug (Name)’s shirt over her head.

(Name) caught his wrists and with Adam off guard, managed to pin his arms down. “You undress first.”

She let him go and Adam gaped at her. Still, he wanted to see her naked, so he quickly began stripping. When he was completely bare, (Name) sat back on her heels. “Now you can undress me.”

Excited, Adam did so. He took his time, savoring the reveal of her body. Once he’d removed her shirt, pants, and panties, (Name) pushed him onto his back again. She laid on his chest, reconnecting their lips. Adam grabbed her hips and tried to pull her down so he could grind against her, but (Name) bit his lip before pulling back.

“You’re not in charge,” she told him, taking his wrists and pushing his arms down.

“You know I could easily overpower you, right?” Adam asked, raising an eyebrow. (Name) smirked. “But you won’t. Because I have something you want and you’ll do whatever I want to get it.”

Adam shuddered. She wasn’t wrong.

(Name) reconnected their lips and they made out steadily until (Name) reached out and began to pet Adam’s wings, causing Adam to jolt and moan into her mouth. “Fuck,” he panted. “Yeah?” (Name) smirked. “That feel good? I know how sensitive your wings are~”

Adam’s dick twitched, neglected. (Name) took pity and slid her body down so that his erect dick rested between her folds. She let him make small little thrusts with his hips to get some friction, not ceasing her ministrations on his wings.

Adam whined, slowly becoming a mess underneath her. (Name) slapped his thigh to get his hips to still before slowly beginning to move on her own, teasingly slowly rubbing herself against his dick.

“C-come on,” Adam panted. “What?” (Name) asked coyly. “What do you want? Use your words.”

“I want to fuck you,” Adam tried to growl but his voice cracked.

“Beg for it.”

Adam was silent for a moment. (Name) leaned herself up with her hands planted on Adam’s chest, staring down at him. “Well?”

“Please, please get on my dick and let me fuck you, I need it so bad, baby, stop teasing, please let me inside of you.”

(Name) grinned, wiggling her hips and drawing a groan from Adam. “I can’t say no to such a cute face.” She sat back, grabbing Adam’s cock and lining it up with her opening. Then she sank down slowly.

Adam panted and whimpered, the pace torturously slow. When (Name) had taken all of him, she sat still for a moment. “Buck your hips and I’ll get off,” she warned when she felt him twitch underneath her. Adam whined. But he didn’t move his hips, and was rewarded by (Name) finally moving.

She planted her feet on the picnic blanket on either side of Adam, steadying herself with her hands splayed against his chest. She began to ride him, and Adam threw his head back. “Fuck, fuck,” he hissed. (Name) bit her lip.

Adam held onto her thighs for dear life as she rode him, the wet sounds of their bodies meeting filling the small clearing. (Name) made sure to sink down as far as she could every time, taking all of Adam inside of her. The position allowed him in deep, which was benefitting both of them heavily.

(Name) picked up the pace, her legs beginning to shake.

“Fuck, baby, don’t stop,” Adam babbled beneath her. Seeing him coming so undone went straight to (Name)’s core.

(Name) put her full body weight into riding Adam’s cock. Her legs were getting tired, and she knew she probably wouldn’t have enough energy to chase her own orgasm, but Adam was nearing his and that was all that mattered.

She could feel his dick twitch and observe the way his wings fluttered, warning signs he was nearing his peak.

“You gonna cum in me, my love?” Adam’s grip on her thighs was bruising. He nodded vigorously, his eyes shut tight. A few more bounces on his dick had Adam crying out, cumming deep inside of her.

(Name) didn’t move off of him, pulling him up into a sitting position. They held one another as (Name) sat in his lap, his dick still buried in her. She looked down to see the mess they’d made and grinned. Cum was leaking out of her hole despite still being plugged by Adam.

“That’s a lot a cum,” she smiled, kissing where Adam’s nose would be (he was wearing his mask). “You must be trying to make me a mommy.” Adam blushed, looking utterly fucked out and content.

“We should do that more often,” he said, still coming down from his orgasm. (Name) smiled, kissing his lips sweetly before climbing out of his lap, cum staining the picnic blanket. “Anytime.”

[primrosebow]

♡Finally!♡

I found the artttt :))) it took me a surprising hour and a half but it could have been worse, really.

Content warnings!: Uhm?? Suggestive? Actually nsfw I believe. I have never done this before AHWHAHWHD(ToT) this is like my third post of all time!

(Somewhat vaguely) inspired by @bigfatbimbo 's STELLAR fanfic about Lucifer (^ー^) my first moot of all of time!!!

Here goesss :))

I imagine he'd try to cover his mouth because the noises are getting uhm, a bit too loud.

I haven't, well, re-read the fic for the 103949202nd time recently and soon after I finish reading it the thing grows legs and exits my memory, so, it isn't all the way accurate to what happened in the fic since I don't remember if this exact position was featured, but, for a 3:45am drawing while I was unimaginably high and didn't even remember making until lunch time of the next day, I'd call this a pretty successful run

In case you're wondering where his wedding band went, I ate it. Lilith is going to have to go look for a new husband now, or learn how to deal with getting cucked(￣ｑ￣)ｚｚｚ

I will see you all soon I believe!

To the ones I already know: these 10 days just mean daily, regular posting. I will still be very much active when they're up! I honestly think I'll be more active; it'll just mean I have to wake up at 5:40am and will have a lot of free time on my way to campus. A lot of time to put the mind to work ehehehe :))

[voxisdaddy]

Theirs not enough cock warming Lucifer Morningstar/Magne so here’s a little imagine. Also wow! First imagine that’s not a Vox one! Who knew I liked more characters than Vox and Peter lmao

Reader written as fem

MDNI

Nah but imagine Lucifer trying not to squirm as he sits underneath you, cock hard as a rock and twitching inside your warm pussy. His hands grip your hips, occasionally rubbing his thumbs soothingly across your skin as an apology for gripping too harshly. He’s trying not to whine as he holds his tears back. Why are you being so mean? Okay so maybe he was a little cold to the sinners who served you both on your most recent date. So what? You knew he didn’t like the sinners in hell! Not everyone got here because they were evil on earth...? Well, okay sure you got him there but still—do you need to torture him like this? Oh to hell with this! He’s the king of hell! He can do what he want he pleases. He tightens his hold on you as he tries to guide you up and down his aching cock. You immediately caught on before he can even get you to sit back down on him though. So you harshly push his shoulders back onto the large throne like office chair. He whines, looking up at you with a weak glare. Oh Lucifer, he’s always been such a stubborn baby. He recites his thoughts on how he’s the King of Hell, he can do what he wants. Oh but one delicious clench around his throbbing cock and his royal highness had already whimpered. “‘m sorry my love…” He’s rubbing his hand on your hips soothingly. Finally—finally—you start to move, forgiving Lucifer for being such a brat at dinner.

[doflamingadonquixote]

Worthy {PT 1/2}

Parings: Lucifer Morningstar x Sinner!Dom!Reader

Warnings: no one in this chapter, just a little bit of swearing and an hurt/comfort situation

Words: don’t know, more than 7000

Summary: After returning to the hotel from a day at work, you find Lucifer sitting alone and in misery. A confrontation ensues that you would never have imagined in your unlife.

A/N: English is not my first language, I apologize for any errors but I also rely heavily on a translator. Criticisms and your opinions are always welcome. I decided to divide this mini ff into TWO parts. The second will be more spicy. Let me know who would like to be mentioned for next part! Enjoy!

You rushed in through the front door, waving your umbrella and shaking off the drops of acid rain that were quickly eating away at your jacket.

It was the fourth this week. Something was going wrong with the weather in the circle of pride.

The room had probably emptied by now given the time. There were only a few little sinners left in the armchair, entertaining themselves with their phones.

Their rooms must surely be near Alastor's radio tower. After several complaints it was discovered that the closer you were to it, the more those little gadgets seemed to have problems or interference.

“Don't be too late. Tomorrow morning Charlie will set up the new program for the week.” You communicated to them, moving behind the chair and letting a hand ruffle the younger sinner's hair.

He muttered something but nothing that was too rude towards you. As you approached the staircase back to your rooms, a white-clad figure at the bar caught your attention.

Lucifer was bent with his elbows on the table, between his fingers a half-full glass of some liquor that he had stolen from Husk's supplies.

With a loud sigh he brought it to his lips but before it could reach them, your fingers blocked the advance of the glass, pushing it down by the top again.

Lucifer turned to look at you quickly but his shoulders visibly relaxed when he acknowledged your presence.

“Whatever answer you are looking for, you won’t find it in that glass, sir.” You warned him and, in the distraction of his gaze on you, you slipped the glass from his hand, brought it to your mouth and emptied the contents down your throat.

The liquid burned faintly, causing you to cough barely. Yes, it had definitely touched Husk's good reserve.

“You've been out a long time today. Any news?” He asked as he watched you set the glass down in the sink, beyond the counter.

“Not much, really. Sinners are still very hesitant.” You shrugged but turned a happy smile on him. “At least they listen now, though. They don't accept, but they listen to what you have to say. Small steps.”

You and Lucifer met after Charlie hired you while she was in a meeting with Camilla. You worked with her in the beginning, identifying potential clients all around the circle.

Charlie probably saw some salesmanship in you that she could also exploit in convincing sinners to redeem themselves.

You were not a longtime sinner. You had recently died so you hadn’t had a chance to take an interest in the royal family.

The first time you saw Lucifer you expected something more threatening, malevolent.

Instead, you had been confronted by a little jumping baked bean who made pancakes in profusion for breakfast.

You had immediately sympathized with his personality. You considered yourself a very mild-mannered fellow so his influence was a healthy touch for your motivation as well.

You had also worked together on some proposals to present to the newcomers though with some difficulty in agreeing among yourselves.

For some strange reason his idea about the duck pool exceeded yours in preference. Seeing the hotel sinners enjoying themselves in the yellow duck pile was hilarious and utterly unbelievable.

Because of that, you had grown very close to the King and respected him very much.

Therefore, seeing him in such a pitiful state as he was in at that very moment threw a sense of unease upon you.

“Shitty day for you too?” You asked, almost as if you were disinterested. If he didn't want to answer, he could have ignored you and not felt forced to necessarily say anything.

However, the soft sound of sobbing reached your ears loud and clear.

You turned quickly but his face was bent away from you on his shoulder, not allowing you to look at him properly.

The only thing you could see was the tremor in his back and how his hands had closed forcibly on his crossed arms, resting on the counter.

Out of the corner of your eye, you watched the two remaining little sinners giggle over something they had seen on their phones, oblivious to what was happening a few feet away from them.

You didn't know what to do. Touching him seemed to be too much, and you weren't sure of your comforting skills at that moment. You felt you did not know him well enough to afford certain words of comfort.

So you did the only thing you thought wise.

Hide him.

Your coat slipped over him with a gentle rustle, covering him totally from head to toe thanks to your stature.

Lucifer turned in wonder at you, his eyes bright and red with unshed tears under the loose hood falling over his face.

You gave him a smile as his cheeks turned a soft rose color.

“You know, if you have any problems you can talk to me, right? I can't assure you a very good therapy session but I think it's good just to talk about it.”

The ex Angel remained motionless for a few seconds, and you read the situation as a choice to prefer silence.

You didn't blame him, in fact you were a little embarrassed that you had the temerity to propose such a thing to him.

You got up from your chair, ready to say good night to him and retreat when one of his black hands twisted around your wrist, preventing you from moving further away.

You blinked a few seconds, confused but returned with your butt to the chair, your body fully toward him.

“Today is eight years since Lilith left.”

You smiled sadly. You had to understand that Lilith was the reason. After all, she alone had the ability to make him unhappy, besides his daughter but she never made him unhappy.

“Oh, that must suck.”

“Yeah.”

You frowned. After eight whole years had the man still not moved on? And Lilith hadn't even deigned to give an explanation or try to communicate with him the whole time? What man waits for his wife for eight years without moving on with his own life? How could she refuse the love of such a pure being?

Fuck, she really doesn't deserve him! If only he were yours…

“Do you really think so?”

Lucifer's voice made you jerk.

“What?” You asked confusedly, forcing your heart to suppress that senseless anger born out of nowhere.

“What you said, that she doesn't deserve me...” his lips quivered and his eyes had reached the size of those of an needy dog.

Shit, had you said that out loud!?

“Um, I think so,” you shook your head, looking away from him. “I'm sorry, I had no authority to say that. It's just...I don't know...you're an exceptional person, Lucifer. You deserve the best.”

You bit your lip. That drink really must have had powerful effects to let you open up so much with a being who could disintegrate you with a snap of his fingers.

“I..…T-Thank you.”

Flabbergasted, you noticed how the king's pale face was slowly turning a scarlet red and stretching to below the collar of his shirt.

He was flattered by your words? Did he not intend to kill you for disrespecting him?

“I only said what I think.” You added at the end, as if to solidify that you had gotten away with it.

You went back to looking in front of you, now unsure of how to continue that conversation, and you noticed how a light complexion had been added to your own cheeks as well.

But it seemed that Lucifer had not finished.

“If I were yours...”

The lump of saliva you were trying to get down stuck in your throat and you began to cough convulsively in surprise.

“D-did you hear that too?!”

What the hell was wrong with you that day? You had never been so brazen and indelicate. But there was something about Lucifer that set off all the right points for you.

You couldn't reason with him.

“Do you mean it? Would you appreciate me if I was?”

His body language had changed. He still looked embarrassed but the way he leaned toward you, the fluttering eyelashes and a little pout on his lips clearly told you that something had changed for the better.

You didn't blame Eva for accepting that damn apple. The man was driving you crazy and you were sure he knew it.

The hood of the vest over his face brushed your forehead, awakening you from the little trance you had entered.

“I would. I would adore you as the king you are and deserve to be.” Your hand reached his neck, preventing him from advancing any further. “But you are not in the right condition, sir. I don't want to take advantage-“

He puts a finger to your lips, forcing you to be silent while, with the other, he gently supports your face.

“Show me.”

[hellsslibrary]

Hi...um oh shit. This's my first request, so sorry if it's bad... Anyway, can you write headcanons on the demon brothers going into their first heat with their alpha(Male reader)?

(If you can't it's not a problem😁)

❀Headcanons about the demon brothers and their first heat with Alpha!Male!MC❀

DNI: minors.

!!Warnings: omegaverse, heat, breeding kink, implied poly!Mc, breeding kink, praise, Dom!Lucifer, possessiveness, lactation(Lucifer), pet play(Satan), Marking, somnophilia(Belphie), Beel want to be a mother, demonic form(Levi, Belphie), Masochist Satan, Chest play(Asmo), kind of Daddy kink(?) (Asmo).

Lucifer

Probably the rarest and fastest heats in the family. Like, he just drinks pills and forgets about these heats, without even paying attention to it. But sometimes he gets too much work or stress from his brothers and forgets to take those pills and then the heat starts (literally and figuratively).

Also, probably someone who wouldn't want you to impregnate him. That's why he always takes birth control pills. He already has 6 children who annoy him every day, he doesn't need another one.

Crazy possessive, like CRAZY. He gets so clingy and jealous, he won't let you out of his nest for more than 10 minutes. And thank God, his heats lasts only 3-4 days...

Get ready to leave his nest after his heat, covered in hickeys, bites, scratches, bruises and, in general, in the marks of Lucifer. (He certainly apologizes, but not sincerely)

I guess he's very dominant in heat, so if you wanted a sub Luci ... In heat, no way.

He will just ride on your cock until he squeezes all your cum out of you and then he will keep your knot inside, not letting you out.

In general, his behavior is not much different during heat, except that he becomes even more affectionate than usual.

For example, does he see that you are hurt by his prints or are you tired? He will immediately stop doing it and calm you down (Though he won't get off your cock, nah).

I also think he's lactating during heat and his breasts swell for obvious reasons... If you're into lactation, he might even breastfeed you, lol.

Mammon

So... Probably the second most frequent and longest heat after Beel. Like, they happen often and last about a week, sometimes two.

You know right away that he's in heat when he starts texting you with whining requests, and if you're lucky, even naked photos of him.

In general, ready to let you out of his nest, but only if you come running after his first message with a request like "Mc, I want your cock again, so get your ass over here."

Becomes extremely whiny and sensitive, he can come even through some kind of petting. Literally every touch you make drives him to hell(or heaven,idk).

Probably would like you to impregnate him, but would not want children, because he is simply not ready for this, he is too insecure.

Wants you to mark him. It doesn't matter how. Just do it, he loves your marks, smell, whatever. He must know that he is yours.

He also becomes extremely honest as his tsundere nature is washed away immediately by the fact that he can't think straight and he just keeps praising you and telling you how good you are.

Leviathan

His heat is not frequent and not fast. In general, they are quite stable and he even adjusts his game mode for them.

He becomes even more submissive than he is. I don't know how that's possible given it's literally canon, but... Just imagine having a handsome, shy, whiny boy for about 5 days that you can do whatever you want with as long as you fuck him.

He is 999 percent for fertilization. There's something so exciting about having your sperm in it, but knowing that it's literally your child/children in it... It's just awesome.

I think the sins of all the brothers in general just go to the peak during their heats, so... Damn it, he won't let you out of it, your knot MUST be in it and only in it... For a maximum of 5 minutes if your natural needs play out.

Mmm, more likely he'll be in his demon form because he's more comfortable in it and he just can't contain it, so... Pull his tail, bite and pull back his scales a bit, pet/pull/scratch him horns or stroke his double cock, he'll explode from it, hehe.

Satan

The most stable boy. Heats are about 4-5 days and always start on schedule, just wonderful and cool.

Becomes an extreme masochist during his heats, he wants you to be extremely strong and hard dominating as much as you can be.

He will also probably allow and even offer to put him on a leash and fuck him, pulling on it, ahem.

His pet play skyrockets, he becomes extremely helpful to you. You are his master and he is your GOOD kitten, so why shouldn't he follow your every order, hmm?

He will calmly let you out of the nest during heats, without even worrying, but only if it is no more than a couple of hours, it becomes difficult for him without you.

As for fertilization, he has a neutral opinion. Of course, driven by instinct, he can and will want your sperm in him. But, if you ask his sober opinion, he does not feel anything for the children. Do you want kids? Okay, fertilize him. Do not want? Okay, he'll take birth control.

Also, I suppose he is very quiet during sex or some hot moments in general, even during heat, but if you still agree to be a hard dominant for him ... Oh, Mother of God, buy earplugs for all the brothers, but better take them on vacation.

He doesn't tend to nest too often, by the way. It's just that, given how messy his room is, cleaning it all up would be such a torture.

And a random thought in the end. Loves when you eat it before you insert it. Of course, he's already wet, but he just loves the feel of your tongue in him, it just drives him crazy.

Asmodeus

Well... The most unstable heat. They always happen differently. Sometimes often, sometimes not. Sometimes it lasts a long time, sometimes it lasts a very short time. In general, everything is difficult.

It has the strongest smell of all. So strong that it can be felt even outside the home. Its sweet, floral scent is simply mind-blowing.

And it also releases an extremely high amount of natural lubrication, like seriously. By the end of his heat, the sheets will be just soaking wet.

He is flattered by the idea of ​​babysitting his and your common children, but he completely rejects the idea of ​​pregnancy. Stretch marks, a huge belly, a fatter build, pallor, nausea, and so on, he will just look unattractive to himself.

Also, calmly let you out of his nest. He could easily go a few hours on his own without your cock in him, although he would certainly prefer it to be you.

He has the most sensitive chest of the brothers. He just squeals with pleasure when you suck/lick/nibble on his nipples or massage/squeeze/rub his chest.

He will probably post a photo after heat, where he will be with his face fucked up on wet sheets with marks on his body and with a caption under the photo like "You know, it's so good to have a daddy in two ways." If you don't understand my chic humor, I'm sorry.

Beelzebub

Oh, in general, the most frequent and long heats. They last about 2 weeks, by the way, so good luck, mate. And usually they occur at the same time with Belphegor.

He is the biggest fan of breeding kink, on par with Levi. It's so sweet to have kids by you that he can take care of and eat with or play sports with (or whatever, he's not a picky boy)!

His appetite increases even more (And somewhere in the distance, one Lucifer sighs heavily due to the increase in food bills). Well, it's true that he also has an increased appetite for sex, so he'll just keep doing it until he squeezes all the juice out of you.

His chest swells, by the way, during heats. So... Man boobs, my kittens, man boobs.

He praises you very much during heats, and sex in general. He just loves everything you do and it brings him such great pleasure, he can't help but praise your actions.

In general, praise him in return. He's going to be so embarrassed about it, it's just a miracle.

Releases you during his heat from his nest freely. Although, after that, you will probably immediately jump into Belphegor's nest and start working with him.

In general, he has a strange thing about the fact that you call him something that is related to motherhood Mom/Mommy/Mother and so on, he blushes and is shy from this, imagining that he really can become a mother.

Belphegor

All his heats passes in a dream, like real. He wakes up for about two hours a day to eat and that's it.

So, if you have somnophilia, this is the right time for you, sir. You can just fuck him in almost any position and no one will tell you in denial.

He's in his demonic form, one hundred percent sure of it. So you can play with his horns or tail, maybe he will purr (or even moo like a cow, lol).

He doesn't really care if you impregnate him or not. He doesn't want to deal with all these pregnancy-related issues, but he'll be happy to have kids with you if you want.

He moans funny during heats. Some kind of hoarse and high moans and whining, when he lazily shakes his head in a dream, but still does not wake up.

Well, there's actually a chance he'll wake up. He just might want to eat, which is logical, and if you catch that moment and don't fuck his twin at that moment, you'll hear the most wonderful moan you've ever heard.

Also, if he wakes up, he'll get extremely territorial and leave his fingernail scratches on you to let everyone else know you were with him (and Beel, of course).