#obey me dom satan

[onyourowndaisymae]

a lesson in hexes and curses

i'm in a satan phase rn and i'm making it everyone's problem. this is a rewrite of chapter 29-12 with satan's dialogue lifted directly from the source material. college may be beating me with a steel chair but thirst never sleeps babey

word count: ~ 1.3k

content warnings: lots o' kissin and such, suggestive themes, dom!satan (my beloved) x reader, teasing, nothing explicit but just to be safe minors dni

your vision blurred ever so slightly as you sat on the plush couch, eyes fluttering shut in the wake of your failed hex. you heard a loud thump nearby as mammon's body hit the floor, subdued by what sounded like a very solid kick to the sternum from satan. when the second born was properly subdued, satan spoke up.

"looks like he's lost consciousness. he should be back to normal by the time he wakes up."

he turned to address you, taking a few steps toward the couch and lowering his volume just a little.

"so, you managed to perform the curse, but your delivery was wild. which means you failed. you need to maintain control at all times. when you recite your incantation, you need to say it clearly and with confidence. keep that in mind next time."

"right... i'll do better next time, i promise." you opened your eyes and gave the fourth born a pitiful look.

he sighed and sat next to you on the couch, the sternness on his face soon melting to subtle concern. if your head wasn't spinning, you might have commented on it.

"now, i mentioned this when we were covering the fundamentals, but when you perform a curse, it takes a toll on your body." his gaze bounced across your body, scanning for any outward damage before continuing. "i'm guessing you feel dizzy. i'll go ahead and fix that for you."

his lithe fingers found the spot between your brows, the pad of his thumb pressing in the spot as if to reach through your skull and apply the spell directly to your aching brain.

"'may the vestiges of the curse that linger within the person before me be eliminated. i am the one they call satan... hear my command!'"

a dreamy sigh left your lips as the thrumming in your head faded away in a matter of moments. now you could hear the calming crackle of the fireplace and satan's quiet breathing next to you-- not blood pounding in your ears, eager to remind you of your failure.

"so, how's that? you feel better now, right?"

you melted a little under his watch. green eyes inspected your face as the questions left his lips, brows furrowed ever so slightly as he triple-checked his work. leave it to satan so save your ass-- again. he'd taken up the arduous task of tutoring you for exam season, sacrificing some of his own study time to ensure you got yours. even if it was lucifer's orders, it still meant a lot to you that he did it, that he navigated every one of your slip-ups with ease (and minimal complaint). you were in awe of him once again. was there anything he wasn't capable of? praise fell from your lips before you could reign in your wandering thoughts.

"satan, you're just so amazing..."

he blinked once, twice, drinking in the pleasant sigh that delivered such sweet words to his ears. when his thoughts finally caught up with the present, a warm flush flooded his cheeks. unlike the past, though, satan did not shy away from your praise.

"well, if that's how you feel, then how about a kiss."

maybe it was meant to come out as a question, but the conviction in his voice definitely made it a declaration of want. not like you'd ever mind.

you tilted your head up ever so slightly, eyes closing, leaning in to kiss him-- satan caught you half way, warm lips meeting yours in an attempt to salvage the dignity lost from an over-eager response to a simple compliment. his hand found the side of your neck, slender fingers cool against the heat of your soft skin. his thumb brushed across your throat, a simple expression of need and want communicated by a barely perceptible squeeze. please stay right here. please be mine. i want you to be all mine. your hand found the front of his sweater and grasped gently at the fabric, tugging him closer-- a request he gladly complied with, leaning into your touch without question. his lips were always soft, untainted tonight by the scowl that earned him his namesake, pressing harder against yours now, dominant yet gentle. you knew home was in the plam of his hand. his free hand ghosted across the top of your thigh, knee to hip, eventually settling on your waist and gripping the fabric of your shirt for support.

your lips parted slightly, allowing him access to every part of you, moaning slightly as you felt his tongue glide along yours. his grip on the side of your shirt tightened momentarily, a kiss goodbye to his sturdy self-restraint, before it slipped to the small of your back and pushed your forward into his chest. a surprised gasp left your lips and got caught against his. satan's lips curled into a coy smile against yours, a chuckle vibrating deep within his chest at the lovely little sounds you made. your eager fingers left the front of his shirt and pulled him closer by the nape of his neck, fingers tangling in golden locks, nails scratching slightly against his scalp.

the kiss finally broke-- the need for air was always inconvenient-- and satan wasted no time pressing his lips against the crook of your neck. your head lulled to the side to give him each and every inch he could possibly want, the promise of more pleasure shaving away any reservations you might have, assisted by his slender fingers still holding your throat. warm kisses led to sucking against your tender skin, now bruising under his guidance. his canine, dull in comparison to his demon form yet pleasurably sharp in this moment, dragged across your sensitive skin, pulling a breathy moan from deep within your chest.

he pulled back slightly, breath tickling your cheek as he spoke. you could hear the smug grin pulling at his lips.

"... make sure you keep it down, okay? we don't want to wake mammon."

he peeked over your shoulder at the body slumped against the floor, and you followed suit. mammon was still out cold right where you left him. his arm was twisted awkwardly underneath him-- you knew he'd be complaining about the soreness when he woke.

you felt your body falling back in the direction of your gaze. you jumped just a little, whipping around only to come upon an intoxicating sight. satan's hand was warm against your sternum-- you must have been to distracted to notice it at first-- carefully guiding your back down to the plush cushions of the couch. he grinned from his vantage point above you, nudging your legs open with his knee and slotting himself cozily between your thighs. his green eyes glittered victoriously, melting you into putty underneath his gaze. he didn't even have to open his mouth to leave you speechless.

your head hit the pillow decisively. satan's grin widened. if you didn't know him, you'd think the glint in his eyes and the curl of his lips were malicious. but you'd been under him like this many times before. his gaze held a sharp mirth, like a thief's eyes landing on a crown jewel-- like a predator stumbling across the most delectable of prey. you shuddered under him, shifting in an attempt to hide the mix of anxiety and impatience brewing in your stomach.

"then again... i guess we don't really have to worry about that. from the looks of things, he shouldn't regain consciousness for a good while."

he lowered himself closer, lips finding your jawline and pressing a few teasing kisses from your chin back towards your ear. his teeth grazed your earlobe, breath hot and heavy and alluring, before he murmured in your ear.

"looks like we have all the time we need..."

[peggingdemons]

Sub headcanons!

With the brothers!

(Ps... Sorry for making Lucifer AFAB I can't write a cis Lucifer for the live of me)

Lucifer

He's not comfortable subbing until you prove you're not going to A. Make fun of him. And B. Let people know about it

The first time he subbed he was quite

Biting his lip, covering his mouth and shoving his face into the bed

His bottom growth is VERY sensitive so suck on it for him to let loose

He gets more vocal if you go down on him before fucking him

After the first few times of subbing he gets comfortable with it

After some time he'll pride himself in being a good sub and not fight back.. But sometimes he does want a nice spanking ;)

Mammon

PUPPY BOY PUPPY BOY PUPPY BO-

So yes he subs like a dog :  ecstatically

He doesn't misbehave at all really he loves you too much

He'll do anything you ask

Eating you out, sucking on you, fucking you or being fucked by you

He loves a dick in his mouth (real or fake) (if you're AFAB then he will suck your strap on to lube it up)

Despite what his brothers say he's not that much of a masochist 

He... Doesn't MIND pain but he doesn't seek out it

He likes praise more so.... Call him a good boy now!!!!

Leviathan

One of the most obedient subs you'll meet

He feels exposed while subbing so he might be uncomfortable...

Prefers positions where you can't see his face (like doggy or reverse cowgirl)

He actually likes bottoming more than topping

Levi.. Won't out right say what he's into.. You'll have to find out

He loves being degraded and being praised!

Call him a gross Otaku then say he looks wonderful drooling over your cock/strap!

He might just cum right then!!!

Satan

CAT BOY CAT BOY CAT BOY CAT BO-

He is so willing once you both are in a relationship!

He's thought about it but never felt safe enough to sub... Until he met you!

At first he won't be comfortable bottoming so he'll mainly top from the bottom

But he'll ask to bottom one day

Put him in his kitty outfit and prep him with some toys then you'll be good!

The moment your cock/strap goes in his mind kinda just.. Breaks

Just expect him to let out little 'nyas' after every thrust ;)

May also have just the tiniest breeding kink

Didn't think much of it.. But the thought of having YOUR litter excites him to no end

Asmodeus

Asmo asked to sub.. First time y'all did it too

He doesn't hate dominating but he loves you so much he's just gotta have you in control!

He's..open to a lot but he does have limits

Like 1 no marks that won't heal fast 2 nothing to where he can't hear you (he can't get off then!!!) 3 no rope that'll leave burns if he moves

Queen of dress up before! Asmo loves being gorgeous before you ruin him!

Dresses made to be throw off, sometimes he picks outfits that'll be the best to drag him off and easily take off so you can fuck him!

He likes gags to your surprise

After care is wonderful for both of you!

A nice bath, skin care and fluffy PJs with some "I love you" every minute!

Beelzebub

(Guys I don't know how to write him-)

Like Satan ease him into subbing

He likes it dw just not used to it

Beels head game be mean and he'll want to start with that every time (it'd be wonderful for him if you're willing to cum more than once)

Gotta have something in his mouth! Your fingers, your tongue or a gag

He tops most the time but he still likes bottoming!

Always worries that if he rides you he'll be too heavy ;(

Same goes with you eating him out (but do it anyway! He loves it!!!!)

Not that loud but his face is beautiful

Belphegor

Lazy ass bitch-

Yeah.. Belphie isn't putting in work at all

He's loud, bratty and a tease

The type to whisper how he'd like you to fuck him while in RAD

He does it because he likes the way you look at him after (angry and a little horny)

The most work he'll do is suck/eat you out/off

No work otherwise

He'll fall asleep if you go on too long (but fuck him anyway (￢‿￢ ))

For such a spoiled brat he really likes to be put in his place

After care is on you tho (he'll give amazing cuddles so it's alright)

[str4wkinzi]

Saw ur asking for recs and I got a nasty lil idea.

Sitting on Satan's lap in a common area, looks really innocent from the outside. You've got a blanket over your lap so it's comfy and cozy.

And his brothers have no idea you're sitting with his cock inside you, struggling to keep a straight face as you grind against each other.

But Lucifer knows. When he's in the room, Satan smirks at him. Lucifer takes one look at your flushed face and knows exactly what's going on.

And Satan embodies his eldest brother's sin in the best way possible.

-🐷

Satan x Reader.

@str4wkinzi 2024 ☆

nsfw content/ involves sexual content under the cut.

Reading with Satan was something you both enjoyed and did regularly. Either in the library, the living room, in his room or yours. Though, sometimes Satan would mess with you. He’d lure you into one of those locations, promising you just a normal time doing a normal thing thats going to be nothing but normal. He’s a really good liar.

He’d grab a book (most likely a sexual one), sit you on his lap, and put a blanket over the both of you, saying its a little chilly. He’d read the book, when sexual parts appeared he’d whisper them in your ear and maybe start rubbing your thigh. After it ends, when he’s just starting to ghost around your inner thigh, he stops and starts reading like normal.

When you finally start squirming and whining on his lap he knows you’re wrapped around his finger. He starts to tease you about being a needy slut, about not being able to read a little dirty book. He starts to slide his hands between your thighs, rubbing against the fabric just hard enough to make you squirm against his hand.

He’d pull your pants and underwear down/slide your panties to the side and start to circle your clit. When he starts to hear little moans escape your lips, he starts to mock you by asking if you’re listening to the book. He’d chuckle when he could see the scowl on your face.

Lets just say the book had a fingering part. He’d dip his fingers inside of you and finger you exactly like the book describes it. You’re not even paying attention to Satan anymore before he stops. He takes his fingers out and taps a sentence in the book, describing how they stopped to tease them.

He soon decides to slide his pants and boxers down and rubbing his throbbing cock against you. He’d continue that until the book got to another sexual part. Of course, he’d do it exactly like the book.

When he does slide inside you, he starts at a pace that rivals a snail. You could only sit back and listen as he reads the book with one of his hands on your hip.

Everything is going smooth for a while, until Mammon comes through the door. He greets the two of you, maybe even teasing about being ‘mushy’ again. Though, its obvious he doesn’t see whats really happening.

Almost like some game, all his brothers walk through the same door one after another. Though, after each brother comes and greets he two of you, he picks up his pace. You try to keep your moans in, you try not to let your face contort into one of pleasure, and you try not to let your voice falter while greeting the brothers.

It works. It looks like none of them knew what you and Satan were really doing. All except one. Lucifer comes through the door, you could already feel your heart trying to beat out of your chest.

Lucifer greets the two of you, Satan doesn’t say a word as you turn your face away and mutter a broken greeting. If he didn’t already know what was going on, he definitely caught on when he saw Satan grab your face and point it towards Lucifer. Showing him your embarrassed face.

You hear Satan chuckle as Lucifer asks you to his room later. You look back at Satan as he just smirks at you.

He takes complete pride in the very long reprimanding he just earned you.

THANK U WHOEVER U AREE. UR AMAZING!!!22 maybe i might not quit my job after all.. getting requests makes me happy :3

[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).

[impish-ivy]

If you have ever unironically called Lucifer a “daddy dom” you do not understand his character.

[unknown-genshin-fan]

How Obey me boys react to getting their vibrator controlled by MC

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Beel, Belphie, Satan, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Barbatos, Solomon TW: Usage of Vibrator, mentioned of Degrading and praising, mentioned of overstimulation and edging Lucifer- We will gladly be rude to Lucifer so why not, turn the vibrator on the highest setting, edge him during the earliest of the morning and don't let him cum just leave him there to deal with his own problem Mammon- Mostly keep it in the medium settings but if he's in that bratty/cocky attitude keep it on the highest setting and just overstimulate him later on while praising him Beel- Beel is such a sweetheart so keep it in the lowest setting and praise him every time you see him like call him a good boy and just praise him Belphie- Keep it one medium but if he is sleepy turn it back on so his sleepiness is gone, overstimulating him + praising him will make him so happy yet tired too Satan- Turn it on the medium settings when his either reading a book and just watch how flustered he looks but he would deny it, teasingly whisper soft praises into his ear and watched him turn into a red tomato Leviathan: Turn it on to the max settings when his playing a game and watch him get completely distracted when his done just overstimulate him and he's gonna be too tired to even play anymore Barbatos: Keep it on the lowest setting so he can focus on his duties but praise him time to time so he can be happy, but if you wanna be mean put it on the medium settings and watch him go to you trying to make you put it in the lowest setting Solomon- I will gladly be so rude to this man. keep it on the highest setting while you overstimulate/edge him, degrade or praise him and watch him turn into a sobbing whimpering moaning mess (Bye Anons! I was kinda rushing this since I had to study for my finals exam😭) (Love you guys and tysm for the support, likes and the follows) (I will post more tomorrow I am kinda exhausted rn sry)

[sunnytotherescue]

Obey me boys with chubby! Reader w/ the most thickest fat ass who is definitely a power bottom

(My English is not my first language)

Ouh lawd anon save me from the sweltering pits of hell I'm going to start BARKING..

cw: dom!bot mc

nnngrhhmgngfjfh

Thinking about Lucifer desperately thrusting up into the air and gaining nothing from it. Lucifer who loves getting suffocated and crushed as he eats you out, swollen cock twitching with every slow grind against his tongue. The feeling of losing all control of the situation for once makes him painfully hard. His mind is already a haze, drooling mouth trying to keep up with you whenever you move but he's grown sluggish with the lack of oxygen. Of course, he wouldn't have it any other way, obnoxious slurping filling up the room while the lucky demon silently begs for you to stay there forever.

Thinking about Mammon who's quickly turned into your very own dog. He'd lick the sweat off your chest, squeeze and grope every inch you allowed him access to, decorate you in jewels and treasures only he could snatch. Put that mutt on a leash and have him fuck you, desperate pleads spilling from his mouth the second he slams in. Let him drool over how every golden chain and shiny diamond he's decorated you with jingles with every thrust. Tug on pup's collar hard enough and he'll cum from that alone, sobbing when he spills deep inside your hole. But even then he won't stop, not until you let him, not until you've had your fill and he's passing out! But how could such a greedy demon be ungrateful when every ripple of skin and shiny glint of gold is just for him?

Thinking about Leviathan who has trouble just approaching you because of the threatening (in his words) aura you give off. You're so scary he knows you'll bully him- you gave him a look at lunch he's never going to recover- he's rocking back in forth in his tub bed to try and forget how much you must hate him- he gets out his laptop to watch his favorites to help the process- he's never jerked off to that much porn in his life. ..It's not long after he gets the real thing. Or, at least, as much as he's allowed. Levi sits at the end of your bed, panting feverishly while one hand massages your ass and the other fists his dick like his life depends on it. It a mess, milky white cum already staining your skin, but he just can't stop. Not when he's so good at imagining how you'd use him like a toy.. but don't actually!! he doesn't deserve it...yet.

Thinking of Satan who's on the verge of sobbing. His poor sensitive cock so overstimulated it almost hurts, but he's taking it like a good boy. The night started out in a fight and ended with you bouncing on his dick like an animal, taking all you could want while he curls sharp claws into the sheets, trying desperately to muffle his sounds. He's usually so clever, but underneath of you? He turns into such a dumb little kitty. Moans get punched from his mouth with every harsh slam of your hips, a sticky slick mess squelching with every movement. He can't feel anything else besides burning, painful pleasure. Not like he would want to anyway.

Thinking of Asmodeus who begs you to let him play dress-up. He has so many ideas that he's never gotten to try out because none of the outfits look right on him. but you? they look perfect. By the end of it, you're dressed in a silky-smooth robe, the color matching your eyes almost exactly. it's perfect, drapes over your curves just right and has Asmo at your knees with a drunk look in his eyes. He kisses the inside of your thighs like you're the finest diamond in all of Devildom. Asmodeus, the prized and loved avatar of lust, at your feet and pulling every trick in the book to try n seduce you. Telling you how pretty you look, how good he'll make you feel, how he well he can worship you.

Thinking about Beelzebub who can't help but look at you and get hungry. It absolutely sinful and he feels guilty about it, but who else could satisfy him? He fucks into you like a bull, lips wrapped firmly around you chest and sucking like you'd actually be able to produce milk.. he's so hungry :( Poor starving Beel has no idea how fucked out you are, choking out praises while your eyes roll back into your head. He plays with your chest in a way that should be embarrassing, but you'll let him believe it's just like a pair of tits if he keeps fucking you like this.

Thinking of Belphegor who uses your ass n thighs like pillows every chance he gets. Sitting on the couch? He's there. Late for breakfast and sitting alone? He's under the table with his head on your lap. Settling down in bed for the night? Idiot's whining until you let him climb under your sheets and sleep between your thighs. But don't worry, he repays you kindly. Jerking you off in the dead of knight, humping the curve of your ass while using his own spit to slick up ur cock.. he promises not to cum. to put your pleasure above his own, edging himself until your thick spend is soaking his fist and he can't take it anymore. Too bad he always passes out right after... hopefully he'll make up for it in the morning..

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hiiiiiii I hate how this turned out ok baiiiii

[belphieslilcow]

how would the brothers tell Mc that theyre close, or that theyre about to yknow. bust. and could we get a bonus part for simeon, too? if thats alright /heart hearts

anon you have me DEEPEST apologies for taking god knows how long to start writing this, i feel nothing but SHAME and TORMENT (i don't) but i hope it's good for you!! =w=

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🔞 Bustin' Makes Me Feel Good

(aka how the demon bros + simeon act when they're about to cum)

Lucifer

i don't imagine him as the type to very verbally say hes cumming, more so in his behaviors like his breath quickening and his grip tightening on them, he'll still say it but he's not as vulgar as some of the rest

"I'm close... Mc.... " followed by a deep moan is what it's like!!

Mammon

oh he's VERY vocal about it!! they'll know he's cumming for sure... as well as everyone in the house

he's very whiny when he cums, his o face is like kinda scrunchy too

he basically very loudly exclaims, "I'M CUMMING!! I'M CUM- HAAAHHH....."

Leviathan

i think levi has trouble letting them know tbh

like he gets so caught up in the pleasure and his moaning that he kinda forgets so it's like a surprise cumshot (or two if you're a chad and believe in hemipenis levi)

when he does say anything, it's very much like a hentai "Uwahh!! I-I'm gonna... ahh!! You're gonna make me c-cum!!~"

Satan

he wants to be like his romance novels soooo bad, but he pants and blushes too hard to think about trying to keep an appearance

i think he's pretty normal about it, moans out that he's gonna cum, but physically he looks like a mess and that's the best part <3

Asmodeus

oh so overdramatic about it, not even to try and play up anything, he's just genuinely getting fucked silly, one of the only guys to be able to pull off an ahegao face fr

"Mc!! You're making me feel sooo good... mhmnn~ at thi- this rate you're gonna make me cum too soon~"

Beelzebub

another one that's pretty quiet most of the time!! he tries to not make much noise during sex stuff, mainly grunts and groans and some quiet lil "i love you" near their ear, pretty simple when he cums, just kinda lets out a low groan as he tells them he's cumming

heh but notice how i said MOST of the time =w=

when he knows they have the house to themselves and he let's himself get lost in the pleasure? oh he can get Loud and that extends to him gripping the sheets for dear life as he thrusts with reckless abandon (either in mc or in the air/on the bed whatever they're doin)

Belphegor

belphie doesn't care about his volume during sex, but when he's cumming it's a different story, he'll try and muffle himself the best he can, usually by smushing his face in a pillow or mc's shoulder, he'll also use his famous iron grip to squeeze and cling to them if the position allows it

Simeon

he's kinda similar to levi in that he can get lose in the pleasure and kinda Forget that it's polite to warn your partner, he's SO sorry afterwards when he forgets

otherwise when he remembers to he's like levi in that he'll be kinda dramatic about it, but his is less about being a pervert who watched and reads hentai and more he's the girl getting her brains blown out

[angelsrcute]

Scummy satan!

Scummy!Satan who hates how you're so friendly with lucifer.

Scummy!Satan who fucks you hard,taking his anger out on you, knowing your voice will reach lucifer's room.

Scummy!Satan who's a sadist and tries all type of things on you, even in front of his brothers.

Scummy!Satan who sometimes let's his brothers borrow your hole if he's bored, jerking off to you getting fucked.

Scummy!Satan who'd let people fuck you if they helped him with pranking lucifer.

Scummy!Satan who'd probably fuck you in a bookstore full of people, not caring if people hear your voice or you both get caught, it's thrilling for him.

Scummy!Satan who jerks off to your panties when you're not there.

Scummy!Satan who takes pics of you while fucking and jerks off to the pics too.

[domreader-headcannon-scenarios]

Kinktober day 29 Pact Play: Diavolo and Satan

Cw: pact play, there are safe words!

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Diavolo wanted to see you use your pact on Satan, but…intimately, since Diavolo wasn’t allowed to make a pact with you…he wanted to know through your demons with pacts, he wanted to know what it felt like…

Satan only agreed as an excuse to info dump onto you two, he wanted to over explain it but you doubt he knew what you had in mind.

Diavolo watched with great interest as you order Satan to kneel in front of you, then ordered him to…begin touching himself. Satan was embarrassed but didn’t even protest, he seems to to be disinterested in Diavolo with this new turn of events.

“Satan…are you able to resist..?” Diavolo says with curiosity and interest. “Can you stop if you wanted?”

Satan huffs and shakes his head. “N-no I can’t resist it well or stop it outright…” Satan moans loudly as you order him to squeeze himself.

Diavolo looks so excited at that. “What does it feel like?”

Satan groans in response but you speak before he can. “It’s like pressure on his body forcing him to obey, it’s exhausting to resist.” Satan nods. You see Diavolo walking over. “Satan, but order you to bow to Diavolo while stroking yourself.”

Both of them blush and Satan almost instantly undoes his pants and strokes himself, bowing deeply to Diavolo, who’s both excited and impressed.

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Tags: @lost-in-time-wanderer

[devildom-moss]

For requests maybe some Satan x Gn!Mc NSFW. Maybe Mc wants to try out some like Primal Prey type dynamic stuff but Satan is worried about hurting them. Maybe some like fluff almost like comfort stuff where Mc reassures Satan that they trust him? You write him so well, thank you so much and have a great day!

Sorry this one took so long, anon. But I hope you'll like what I came up with. Thank you for the request, and I'm glad you like how I write Satan. Hopefully, this one will not disappoint because this is a whole new side of Satan and I had a lot of fun with it. I don't write a lot of sub! or bottom!MC - but especially the former, but oh boy.. I did not think I would appreciate dom!top!Satan as much as I do right now.

Primal Play with Satan

(Satan x gn!MC)

(NSFW) (dom!Satan) (sub!MC) (NSFW tags: bottom!MC, primal play, outdoor sex, growling, biting, scratching, marking, hunter/hunted, predator/prey, demon form Satan, edgeplay - a little bit, oral - receiving, mild degradation and name calling including affectionate slut shaming/use of the terms "slut" and "whore," mentions of breeding regardless of whether that's physically possible, no condom, no lube bad do not recommend, creampie, aftercare) (other tags: fluff, reverse comfort, lots of plot)

Word Count: +3,600

You and Satan were sitting in his room, reading into the night. You were laying in Satan’s bed with a collection of short mysteries that he had recommended. Satan was sat in his armchair with a book of poems; his reading glasses had begun to slip down the bridge of his nose, but he paid it no mind. A low, shaky breath left him, and he called out to you, “MC, come here for a minute. I want to read this one for you.”

“Alright, just a second,” you replied calmly while you finished the paragraph you were reading. You placed a bookmark in and joined Satan.

He pat his thigh, motioning you to sit, and once he had you in his grasp, his chin came to rest on your shoulder. There was something about the way his long fingers curled around the book, plunged between pages to mark his place as he focused on getting you comfortable, that dried your throat and made your thoughts wander. When he opened the page, there was a short block poem next to a painting of a pomegranate in a muted pink with purple undertones.

Satan dropped into a sultry voice as he read – his breath tickling your neck slightly:

“I want to stain your skin

like pomegranate,

dripping honey and vanilla,

soft on your lips,

along your thighs.”

Satan’s free hand caressed up your thigh as he continued to read:

“Candlelight casts shadows,

grand and trembling

on your walls.

When I bite down on your shoulder,”

You half expected to feel his teeth against your skin. The second of tension was spent bracing yourself, hopefully, but it was quickly eased – or rather, unrewarded – when he fell to the next line.

“I catch your back

in the vanity mirror,

blood bespeckling scratches

down

your

spine. Flush against

black silk,

I hold you on my tongue”

Heat overwhelmed you; you wanted his tongue on you so urgently that you began to squirm in his lap, feeling him harden slightly. He was doing this on purpose. Satan held his tongue, letting the short space between lines build anticipation. He inched closer, almost kissing behind your ear, then whispered, “and wait for you to burst.”

You turned to stare at him. Those bright green eyes stared back at you – somehow feeling as if they ought to be a cold shade of green. You felt frozen there.

Satan set his book down atop a large, only semi-precarious tower of books so he could get both of his hands on your body. Certainly, Satan wasn’t the largest demon – he wasn’t even the largest in the household. However, when he took you in his arms, you felt engulfed – if not physically, then by his presence alone. One of his hands slowly ran up the front of your neck, guiding your gaze up to his ceiling.

“Let me make love to you,” he purred against your shoulder.

“Actually,” you hesitated, “there’s something I want to try.”

You got up and straddled his lap, facing him completely, before you told him that you wanted to try primal play with him. In truth, he wasn’t quite sure what you were asking of him. He had an inkling but couldn’t form a clear thought about it in his mind.

You brought up that werewolf story he had read recently – the one with that spicy scene where the love interest stalked the main character through the forest until inevitably, the mc was in the wolf’s grasp, and then “. . .you know the rest.”

Satan blushed. Sometimes he forgot that he lent some of his adult romance and erotica to you after he finished reading it. Don’t get me wrong, he loved that you were both comfortable enough to essentially share porn with each other, but the thought that you remembered it a few weeks later embarrassed him.

Unfortunately, all he could think about was your poor knees on a rough forest floor or how hard he might thrust into you or grab you with all that adrenaline in his system. What if you stayed out of his grasp for too long and he got frustrated – and what if he turned that mild anger against you? He couldn’t stand the thought of harming your precious body. Despite all of Satan’s rage, he only wanted to make you feel comfortable and good. Moreover, he didn’t trust himself to get into such an intense and violent mindset.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Satan’s grip on you softened, and he sounded apologetic.

“Oh.” Your shoulders slumped immediately. You didn’t expect him to reject your suggestion so quickly. Usually, he would give your ideas more consideration – or at least ask a few more questions. “Is it a hard no?”

“Please don’t look so sad.” You were going to break his heart. “I just don’t want you to get hurt – rather, I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Why would you hurt me?”

“With all the adrenaline, I don’t know if I could hold myself back. What if I push you too far and you get hurt?”

“Satan, when’s the last time you seriously hurt me?”

“I don’t know.” He paused to think. “Did I hurt you when we first met?”

“My sweet boy,” you smiled and caressed his cheek, “you have never inflicted any serious harm to me – especially on purpose. And you rarely hurt me at all on accident. You’re so gentle with me. I just want to see a different side of you.”

“That side is a monster. I’m a demon of wrath. Why would you want that?”

“Because it’s still you.” You held his face in both of your hands. “I trust you.”

“Why? That’s such a risk.” The confusion on his face was heartbreaking. No one had ever trusted him to control himself so much. Your faith in him was almost a burden, but he wanted to carry it. He wanted it so badly; he was just terrified.

“Because I love you.” It was the perfect justification, and he responded by kissing you roughly.

“Why do you always know what to say?”

“Coping mechanism,” you joked.

“If we do this,” Satan spoke sternly, “you promise you’ll tell me the moment you’re uncomfortable? Stoplight system? If anything goes wrong, you’ll use your pact to stop me, right?”

“Yes, but I won’t need to.” Satan bit his lip. You were so trusting – too trusting. He didn’t want you showing such a vulnerable side to anyone else. He nipped your ear gently. A soft purr vibrated against you.

“Should we try it now?” Satan checked the nearby clock. “It’s late. I don’t think anyone else is up. I could take you out back and release you into the garden. The moonlight is beautiful tonight, and it’s not too cold, either.”

“Yes, yes, it’s a romantic night,” you rubbed your thumbs over his cheeks, “but that’s not the mood I’m going for.”

“I know. Just give me a few seconds to be romantic before we start.” Satan stared at you affectionately. If you trusted him, he trusted you. Peace and resolve came over him just by looking at you. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Satan snuck you down to the garden, hand in his. You felt like young lovers running away into the night. Once outside, Satan shifted into his demon form, growling into your ear and blowing extra-hot breath onto your neck. His heat contrasted with the cool Devildom air – so drastic that it made you shudder. His tail gently wrapped around your ankle, touching you so slightly that he couldn’t hurt you – so long as you stayed perfectly still, at least.

“Be careful not to trip, love. You’ve got 5 minutes to run and hide. And then, I will find you.” His hand wrapped around your upper arm, each finger slowly curling over your skin, one at a time. You could feel the fear rising in your chest – your breath catching in your throat. Satan ran his long, sharp tongue up your neck slowly. His voice dropped and he whispered, “run.”

You were freed from his touch immediately. The fear almost stalled your feet, but you ran off towards the rows of hedges, trying to locate a clear entrance to the forest. Your bare feet hit the hard paved paths. Maybe you should have put shoes on before you left, but it was too late now. You spotted a row of floral arches and ducked into it. The moonlight shined on the flowers in the garden, especially the roses, almost making them appear to glow. Maybe you should try outdoor sex another time – a much sweeter version of it. Right now, however, you could see a path into the forest.

You had barely reached the tree lines when a loud rush of air sounded with a flash of light. Satan had blown a puff of fire towards the sky to signal that your time was up. You could see it dissipate over the hedges. He was coming.

Finally, you understood those nightmarish scenes in which the branches of trees appeared as angry, violent limbs. You found your previous speed impossible as you tried to navigate the woods silently. If you broke any branches or rustled too many leaves, he’d hear you. Satan, on the other hand, was able to make as much noise as he wanted. You heard him move through the brush. What you assumed was the sound of him jumping down from the fallen tree signaled that he was gaining on you. If you kept running, he’d catch up to you soon. You’d have to do the near-impossible and outsmart him.

You hid behind one of the large trees just off a vaguely formed path. Less than a minute passed before you heard Satan stalking through, mere feet away from you. His breath was shallow – only slightly exhausted from the chase. He let out a low chuckle. “I can hear you panting, dear.”

He knew you were nearby. You covered your mouth to stifle the noise. Both hands were clasped over your lips, trembling. Your eyes turned to the sky; it was all you could do to calm yourself and steady your breath as your lungs seemed to burn. Satan growled and his steps began to fade. Unable to risk him doubling back, you immediately rushed into the opposite direction.

If you had just waited another minute or two, you might have prolonged the chase, but your impatience would be punished. You were too early, and Satan heard your movement, giving prompt chase. He closed in on you. Your time had run up.

“Found you,” Satan mused, pushing you roughly against a nearby tree the second you fell into his grasp. He forced your face against the bark, pressing shallow indents into your skin. A breathy chuckle crawled down your neck, where Satan sank his teeth. One hand was locked over your shoulder, pulling you close, while his other hand was groping your ass. From behind, he forced his hand between your thighs and rubbed over your clothes. He chuckled again. “You must really want this. I can smell your arousal already.”

“N-no,” you denied it. He could have been lying about smelling you – you weren’t sure how much better his senses were, but you hoped it wasn’t true. Hearing him say it aloud was embarrassing.

The tip of Satan’s tail snaked just under your pant leg. The sharp edges of each small segment on the tip threatened to slice your skin. Satan shushed you and warned, “stay still. I don’t want to hurt that precious skin of yours.”

Using his tail like a serrated blade, Satan cut your clothes off. The sound of fabric tearing filled your head. You had to brace yourself as he tugged at your clothes. Satan didn’t even leave your underwear intact.

A cool breeze sent a chill up your spine just as Satan rubbed himself against your bare ass. He was still fully clothed. Typically, you might tell him that he was being unfair, but the friction left you wanting, and all you could do was mindlessly stick your ass out a bit more for him. He laughed and clicked his tongue. “Is prey supposed to be this needy?”

Satan bit your ear lobe with a low growl before he dropped to his knees. You may be needy, but he wanted to prepare you first – especially with the absence of lube. His hands grabbed your thighs and brought you to his lips. That tongue of his was longer, wetter, and warmer in his demon form. His claws dug into your skin, but it didn’t hurt. Even when he scratched down one of your legs, the burn was a pleasant tingle that only momentarily distracted you from the pleasure of his tongue working on you. Every slow, calculated lap at your entrance, every ravenous plunge into you, squirming up into you, every teasing flick – he was savoring you and your reactions. Only when he had made a sufficient mess of you did Satan pull away, admiring the sight of you sticking your ass out, legs spread, with your upper body braced against the tree.

“I think you’re ready for more,” Satan smirked up at you.

Satan turned your body and forced you to the ground on your hands and knees. You glanced back just in time for him to drag his claws down your spine. He had undressed while he was tonguing you – which only proved what a good job he had been doing for you to have not noticed.

There was lust in your eyes, but also a tinge of fear that Satan wanted to extinguish from you. He rubbed up against your ass slowly. Suddenly, you realized how eerily quiet the surrounding forest was. Satan had managed to scare everything off with his deep growls and snarls – both during the chase and as he licked you. Normally, the quiet would be terrifying, but not with Satan. He bent over and growled into your ear before sinking his teeth into your shoulder. The pain was compounded when you felt him force the tip of his cock into you. You wanted to cover your mouth with your hand, but you weren’t sure you’d be able to hold yourself up; you had no choice but to let that sweet groan spill into the night.

Slowly, Satan pushed his full length into you – inch by inch. You hadn’t wanted him to be gentle with you, but this was Satan, and you knew he was trying to be rough and primal. Parts of him just slipped through, though. He waited until you had taken all of him to dip down next to your ear again and growl, “you’re all mine. Don’t you dare fucking forget it.”

You were left trembling. He had never been so rough, and you just wanted him to destroy you. Still, this was Satan. His chest pressed against your back as he reached one hand down to rub the front of your body, desperate to make you feel even better. Satan slammed his other hand onto the ground right next to yours, inching closer until he could grab hold of your wrist. His grip was strong, and he dug his claws into you. Even still, he couldn’t completely disguise that occasional need of his to hold your hand during sex.

His hands and deep thrusts were so attentive that you came while he continued to have his way with you. The pleasure – and the preceding chase – took its toll on your body. Your arms shook. Unable to hold yourself up on all fours, you leaned forward, pressing your cheek to the moss-covered ground.

Satan laughed and pulled back enough to admire the sight. “Fuck, you’re such weak prey. Fine.”

Fine? You were confused. He pulled out of you, leaving you empty and disappointed, but that need was soothed when Satan forced you onto your back effortlessly and pushed back into you with urgency.

The demon above you looked wild and ravenous. And yet, the moonlight shined off his horns and made his golden hair almost appear silver. Those wolfish eyes, however, were darker than the forest around you, devoid of light. He was beautiful and terrifying – a true horror, but all that did was deepen your desire. Satan gave you but a brief moment to admire him before he buried his face in your neck.

A whimper escaped your mouth. He was so close to your throat, and the world fell silent around you. Every sound you made graced his ears with perfect clarity, but the embarrassment of being heard couldn’t stop you. Even as your face burned, you let yourself react, uninhibited – letting him hear every dirty sound and feel every ache and throb of your body.

“I can’t get enough of this tight little hole,” Satan purred. “I lucked out, finding the sluttiest little lamb to use. You already came, but you still have the lust to moan like a desperate whore? Looks like you aren’t so scared anymore.”

“Neither are you,” you smiled and caressed his cheek. He bit your hand – just past the point of subtle pain – and was slow to release you.

Satan pushed one of your legs further up in an attempt to thrust right into that spot he knew you adored. He hit it. Repeatedly.

“Keep moaning like a slut for me. I’m going to mark your insides and breed you, got it?”

Your only response was pitiful whining and scratching down his back.

“That’s it. Take it all for me, okay?” He released into you, fucking his cum deeper for a few strokes before he pulled out with a chuckle. “Fuck, that was hotter than I expected it to be.”

He rolled over to stare up at the tree canopy with you, held your hand, and asked, “Did I do okay? You’re not in pain or anything, are you?”

You mustered all of your remaining energy to sit up and crawl over him, straddling his chest. He was slightly aroused again to have you so close to his face. When you stared down at him, your shadow obscured him from the light, but you could still see every feature of his beautiful face, flushed and content. As beautiful as he appeared, the image of you against the stars, moonlight hitting your back and creating a halo, was breathtaking. You both soaked in it until your breath calmed.

Unfortunately, the realization that Satan had ruined your clothes found you soon after. He couldn’t sneak you back into the house looking like that. If anyone happened to be up and he got caught, his brothers would try to keep him away from you entirely – especially with how much he had scratched up your thighs and marked your neck. Even your knees were dark and dirty.

Luckily, his sense came back to him. You could just teleport. He put his clothes back on and grabbed your shredded clothes (which he would properly dispose of and replace at a later date) before he teleported you both to the bathroom, shielding you against the wall with his body in case anyone happened to be in there. With the bathroom clear, Satan guided you to one of the chairs and encouraged you to sit. He promised to return with clothes and take care of everything. “Just stay put.”

When he returned, he kneeled next to you with a first aid kit and checked your body for scrapes and bruises.

He was quite pleased with himself when he found very few injuries – and certainly nothing of note. Soap and water would clean you up just fine. Satan ran the shower and stripped down while he waited for the water to heat up. When it was ready, he led you into the shower.

Satan gently scrubbed your skin. You didn’t object to him washing you, and even if you had, Satan would have insisted. As he washed, you noticed he would excessively graze sensitive areas on your body just to watch your reaction. His eyes were fixed on your body like he was reading a captivating book. Somehow, you felt more exposed than you were outside.

Once you were clean, Satan helped you rinse off before he started scrubbing himself. Without his wandering hands and lingering touch to cloud your mind, you noticed that he was hard again. The embarrassment – along with the comforting warmth of the shower – left you paralyzed in place. Were you supposed to stay in there while he finished? Should you help him? Should you get dried off? Well, maybe you could at least give him some privacy.

You turned your back to him. Ignoring his erection became impossible when Satan shyly encircled his arms around you and pulled you against him, creating the sound of a brief wet slap between skin. He hummed as the water ran down both of your bodies. “You’re not trying to escape me, are you?”

“No,” you reassured him.

“Good.” He smiled and placed a chaste kiss on your neck – a confusing reaction considering it was juxtaposed with him twitching against you. In a honey-seeped tone, he called your name like a question, “MC?”

“Yes?”

“Could we try that again sometime? Maybe we could even switch if you want.” He was blushing – his cheeks red, and not from the hot water, either. He had melted back into his sweet, soft Satan side. The problem was that this side hadn’t quite had its fill of you yet. Satan wondered if he could squeeze one more round out of you in that bathroom, fucking you slow and lovingly, until your voice was reverberating off the walls.

[peggingdemons]

Thinking about you

Basically Satan jerking off thinking about reader

Satan x Gn Reader

Satan's fantasy is is the same font I'm using right here so to (hopefully) not confuse people

Warnings! Satan thinking about reader (duh) , petplay and one use of a "good girl" on Satan (in his dream)

Satan couldn't help it he was only a man after all.. But the way you talked to him yesterday, teasingly calling him a "good kitty" after seeing him run after a book you threw...

Fuck just thinking about it makes his pants feel tighter..

Those words just purred out of your lips, the little smirk you had and the way you just looked at him like he was just a little house kitty.. He felt hot, needy and excited just thinking about that.

Being your kitty

Just yours and no one else's

Fuck his pants were getting tighter... He needed you..

Satan couldn't help himself as he brought his pants and boxers, watching his cock spring out and hit his stomach

Those words you said just set him ablaze. Satan slowly teased his tip trying to get pre to use as lube before he started slowly stroking himself.

Those words.. Your words.. Calling him a "good kitty".. What if you did it again? What if you petted him while saying how good he was?

Satan let out a small breathless moan just thinking about it

What if you told him to act like cat? Crawling on all fours for you.. Collaring him.. Allowing him to please you-

Satan started speeding up his hand, whimpering out at the idea

"You're a good kitty.. Right, Satan?"

"I know you are~.. So crawl.. Crawl over here and please master~"

"Uh huh.. S-s'ho good for you..." Satan whined out loud. Dreaming about you owning him, all yours, your kitty made more pre leak out from his tip

You grabbed his hand bringing it to your sex "be a good cat and please me" Satan nodded "Y-yes.." "yes what?" "yes... M-master". He started rubbing on your area letting little moans come out of you

"That's it.. Good kitty... Good girl.. That's it.."

As soon as the dream you came Satan shot his lode all over his hand

"Ah.. Ah.. Dammit.." Satan groaned , now he had to clean this up... At least the idea was nice.. Maybe he could get you to actually make him a kitten for you

[hellsslibrary]

hiiii could I get an nsfw alphabet with satan from obey me? :D

I love that little angry cat sm<3

#a.n. : I may or may not have gotten too carried away with this, so be warned, dears... And someone asked me for a bunch of SMAUs, so I'll probably do them hehe.

MASTERLIST IS HERE.

!!Warnings: top!dom!male!reader, sub!bottom!Satan, praise kink, easy pet play, intimacy, mention of many kinks with —fication and where there is someone else in sex in the "NO" part, oral sex, tiny mention of rimming, safe and unsafe sex, a description of sperm and his dick is a little strange(I just find it cool that it might be somehow different for demons, but I wasn’t really into it... Yet), tiny mention of breeding.

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

SO... I could talk about this for hours, but he's probably one of the fastest to bounce back after sex, even if you've literally fucked the life out of him. And I think he would be quite independent? That is, he doesn't really need anything from you other than a few reassuring words, compliments and maybe a glass of water (although he will be very grateful if you do anything else). It’s just that he is quite capable of cleaning up on his own, and then washing himself (and you if you want), but if you insist on doing it yourself, he won’t say a word against it.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s

If we talk about himself, then it seems to me that this is his brain (forgive me, please, but not sincerely). Like, he is very proud of his knowledge and thinks that this is the most important thing in life! And he's more than capable of applying that knowledge in a sexual manner, too.

You? Hands, probably. It doesn't matter which part. It doesn't matter if they're muscular or skinny or have scars or whatever. He just loves your hands, especially your palms. He can intertwine with your fingers, look at the lines on the inside of your palm, he absolutely enjoys the way you squeeze his thighs/waist/neck/arms and well... Yes, they look attractive.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

He's picky. And he's a low-key pervert. Most likely, he will want you to wear a condom. But if you beg him enough or he's in a place where he just wants it fast, he'll want you to cum inside him, even if it doesn't happen often. Also loves it when you cum on his face, but will NEVER tell you about it or suggest it until you suggest it or accidentally cum on his face and see his reaction.

About his sperm? It seems to me that its consistency is quite normal. Not too runny, but not too thick either. It has a green sheen mixed with creamy white... And it most likely tastes absolutely nothing, well, tasteless.

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

I didn't know what to choose, but imagine... He would never agree to completely public sex or sex in general where someone can see you completely during the process, because he becomes vulnerable, he shows you the side, which he doesn’t show to anyone. BUT!!! I really think he would really like the idea of ​​being heard (especially by someone you know, but we won't point fingers). He secretly wants his moans, sobs, whimpers (maybe even screams) to be heard, so that everyone can hear that you make him feel good. So that everyone can hear your sounds, your praise only for him, your thrusts only for him, your everything only for him. But he will never agree to this, nah.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

It seems to me that he has little, if any, physical experience. He was angry at everyone and everything before you came into his life, after all. But mentally? Oh god, you'll never realize he didn't have much experience (or any at all) unless you ask him about it. So yes, he knows what he's doing.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying)

Well... Missionary? Yes. This may be the most common, most used position, but that's what he likes. He can see your face and so can you. He can touch you everywhere and so can you. He feels you close, feels your every breath, hears your every sound, sees how your body tenses from your movements. It's very intimate for him. And he can intertwine your fingers!!! Charming.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Him and 'goofiness' in the same sentence? It sounds funny, but it's not. I think he's completely focused on the act of somehow making a joke or doing something funny. He can't even think of doing something like that, but he'll laugh if you do it.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

It's not necessarily the cleanest, but it's okay down there. He gets his hair cut periodically, so there is practically no hair there. I think the color is absolutely the same as above, maybe even lighter. And I think his hair there is not spiky at all? He's a prickly guy, but he has soft hair in both places. :p

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

HE'S SO ROMANTIC, FUCK. You understand, right? He himself is very soft (towards you, of course), and he absolutely loves to create some kind of intimate, loving atmosphere. And he has so many references from books that it gets crazier every time. But he is also ready to dwell on a little romance, like whispering about love to each other, holding hands, or just being close (until the beast awakens in you or him).

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

I don't think he really needs it. He doesn't find it too exciting or helpful, so he'll just take a cold shower or call you if you're free... But what if you're not around, but you tease him somehow? He will do it. Many times. More than amount of fingers you have. More than teeth... More than your every hair... And you'll die once you're within his reach again, but it will be nice.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Definitely a kink for praise (maybe even for praising him higher than he is, almost worship). He just wants to make sure that he is good, that he is the best, that he does everything perfectly. Definitely easy pet play! Both ways too! He will be happy to put on ears, a collar, a tail for you (maybe something else, if you wish). And he will be absolutely finished if you do the same and then fuck him. Maybe sex in risky places? For example, in his room, where a book or even a stack can fall on you at any moment, and you will continue to have sex like rabbits (or Lucifer’s office, but this is not so fun... And most likely murderous).

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Bed. Yours most likely. He’s just more comfortable and safe there (if there’s a lock on your door and the other 6 demons aren’t breaking in on you 24/7, yes). Besides the bed? He likes sex against a wall/closet/door or something. He likes standing sex, where you hold him up against something vertically.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

I think he's the hardest to excite out of the cast as a whole. But, to be honest, he is a simple man... Some intimate touches or words from you are more than enough for him to get aroused. Nothing too risque or unusual, just you.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

As I indicated earlier, threesomes or more (public sex, cuckolding and similar things too)! Besides? Bimbofification, sissification, dollification, yes. And most likely, he doesn’t like breeding, but he won’t say a word if you ONLY want to TALK about the fact that he could get pregnant.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He absolutely loves sucking you off more than the other way around. Just the weight of your cock on his tongue, the taste of you, the way you react... It turns him on. Turns him on a lot. Physically inexperienced, mentally a whore (no worse than Asmo♡, of course).

Although he loves it when you suck him off too! It feels good and he likes to know that you want to please him, even if he insists it's not necessary! Speaking of rimming, by the way... I don't think he would be a fan, hehe, but why not. Although he won't cum from this, no.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

I think he would really like the slow, sensual rhythm. That rhythm where you take your time, where you enjoy every inch of each other's skin, where you can feel each other's every reaction and just lose yourself in the experience.

Although, if he rides you... Say goodbye to your dick, man, wish it only good luck. He comes off on you at times like these, so it's going to be fast, hard and merciless.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

No, he's not a fan of that at all. As I said just above, he likes to stretch out the moment and enjoy the leisurely time. But if you have a high libido or you just really want to have sex with him, but you don’t have time, then he won’t refuse. But he won’t offer it himself.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

He fantasizes about it a lot, but really doesn't like taking risks. He loves to experiment a little with you, try new things, it's always good to discuss each other's desires even if you don't like them, just to know in advance! But nothing too risqué or kinky, that's not his cup of tea.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

He's a demon. He has great stamina. But he guesses the moment when you can no longer do it and stops there. Can last for several hours without getting tired, but likes to stop for a few good rounds.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

Apart from the collars and obvious ears and tail, then no. He is not a big fan of toys, as he thinks that you satisfy each other very well. But he will keep and use anything you offer him or buy him.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Oh, he loves it. This happens very rarely as he is not patient when it comes to you. But when he wants and can, it will be one of the sweetest tortures for you. You will be torn between the desire to continue or get to the main thing.

He doesn't particularly like being teased back though (obviously). But he is completely willing to endure for you as long as you want.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Not the loudest, not the quietest. Maybe a very tight six out of ten... He will moan, groan, maybe even whimper, but most of the time it's in your ear or in your pillow, but even without that he's pretty average.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

You once had sex while he was reading a book to you. And he managed to read it without stuttering, only pausing to catch his breath when you sped up or he neared orgasm. You took it personally and thought that you could very well change it... He lost his voice after the next time (not that he minded, since it was short-lived and his voice was clearly the most insignificant problem while he could barely sit upright).

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Nice 5 and a half inches, still soft. And almost 7 when he is erect. Completely straight from head to base. He has a pair of green veins that run vertically from the very bottom to the top. And his head has a slight green tint. (Someday I'll write headcanons for characters' dicks in their demonic forms, someday...)

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

Practically zero. He is absolutely not exciting until it is you. The same person who can stand watching the sexiest porn he likes or something like that and not get aroused. But when is it you? He's already hard as a rock.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Doesn't need sleep after sex as he doesn't get too tired, but will sleep with you if it's night or you ask. Usually he falls asleep immediately after you finish cleaning and he is on your chest, but he pretends and waits for you to fall asleep, and then falls asleep himself, making sure that everything is in order.

[toranesu]

possibly controversial take but obey me! satan is the BIGGEST bottom. like this man would be face down ass up, drooling, sobbing, & thanking mc like-

YOU RIGHT DAWG satan is a full on SLUT. no joke. he's a sweet little kitty cat that just wants your dick in his hole full time, wants you to breed him and fill him up with your babies mmmmnnngghh

he's been waiting for this the whole time... having you touch him, hold him—though he prefers to be affectionate, facing you in a mating press, being shoved face down ass up isn't that bad either.

"m-mc.. please. ngh, i've been good," he whimpers, thrusting his ass back onto your fingers. your pace was so agonizingly slow, plus he's stretched out already! why won't you just fuck him brainless already?!

you hum at his words, curling your fingers towards that spot that feels so good. he mewls, drool slipping past his lips while he arches his back, his claws digging onto the pillow under him. "i didn't say you haven't, baby. i just want to take my time with you," you press your hand down his back and lean beside his ear, your words coming out softly.

he whimpers at the feeling of your hot breath on his ear, clenching his warm hole around you. he looks back at you with teary eyes, his lips pursing. "t-then let me look at you, mc."

[belphies-hands-around-my-throat]

Change my mind lol

(crossposted on reddit)

[femd-archive]

BAD KITTY

pairing: obey me! shall we date? — satan x fem!reader

word count: 1.2k

content warning: whips | bondage | mommy kink | begging | dirty talk | use of toys (butt-plug & strap-on) | pegging | dumbification | aftercare

summary: satan acts bratty so you fuck him into submission

📎 side note: english is not my first language so, sorry in advance for any grammar mistakes.

"Has anyone seen Satan?" Belphie's voice makes all his older brothers look up at him, entering the living room and rubbing the sleep out of his eyes.

"He's in his room, with [Name]" Beel answers him, taking another handfull of chips to his mouth.

"Yes, but you better not interrump them ~ They sound pretty busy" Asmo giggles, his cheeks blushing furiously at his naughty thoughts.

"Eh?" Belphie simply mutters.

"Don't ya hear Satan from here? Sounds like he's having da time of his life" Mammon grumbles, everyone noticing his pouty face from a mille away.

"He's been acting up since morning, it was just a matter of time having [Name] punishing him" Lucifer comments as he pass the next page of RAD Newspaper.

"Stupid normies" Levi mumbled under his breath, brows furrowed with annoyance, but his rosy cheeks tells another story.

"Great, now I'll have to wait until he's able to stand up and walk again" the youngest huffs, snuggling onto his twin and quickly falling asleep in his arms.

Another hit from your whip hit Satan's snow-like skin, only making the blonde hiss.

"Still not gonna apologize? Come on baby, we both know what you want, and we both know I won't give it to you unless you apologize" you throw another whiplash at him. "You already have my attention like you wanted, now that's the only thing left"

Even though he doesn't let out sobs, his silent tears drenched all his face. His ass and back hurted from all the whiplashes he has endured until now. But mostly, his hole felt empty, even though it was full with his favourite butt-plug with a kitty tail adorning it.

All he wanted was his girlfriend's dick from the beginning, but his prideful side didn't let him simply ask for it, instead deciding to act like an asshole for the whole day to her and make her build up anger to punish him.

"'M sorry" he sobs for the first time in the past hour, "'m so sorry mommy, I was being a bad kitty"

Looking up from over his shoulder, he barely catches his girlfriend's grin as she starts putting the whip away.

"Yeah baby, a really bad kitty. But you won't get what you want with just that, honey" she reaches to disolve the ropes around Satan's wrist that restringed him against the headboard. "Beg me some more" she whispers in the demon's ear.

"Please...please! I know I don't deserve it, but please fuck my slutty hole until I can't feel my legs"

In the meantime he turned around to lay on his back, he had already pulled off the butt-plug from inside of him, now spreading his cheeks apart and showing his gaping hole at [Name].

"Fuck... who could've thought that the Avatar of Wrath was so desesperate for dick" you chuckle as you finish securing the straps around your hips, now grabbing the lube bottle.

"Only yours" he purred, biting down his bottom lip as he sees you lube the dildo up.

Contrary to his early behaviour, Satan now obediently lifted his legs up, leaving you full access to his pretty hole as his hard dick layed untouched on his stomach. He knows that you're not gonna touch it and he isn't allowed to touch it either, but if you ever gave him permission to cum tonight, he could do it by just having you ruining his insides.

Even though he was already prepared, you opted to enter him slowly, smiling at his desesperate features at just having the tip and half of it inside, his green eyes shaking with need and lust. You shove all that was left in one sharp thrust, having Satan throwing back his head and moaning at the fullness.

"There we go ~ Do you like this, baby?"

"I love it! Oh mmgh... I love it so much" he gasps and holds his legs up once again as he feels you start thrusting inside. "Thank you, thank you!" he starts sobbing thanks messeges as his whole body rocks along with his bed at your thrusts.

"There you go, baby. You look better like this" you smile at his broken figure. "You can't show me how pretty you are when you're acting all jealous and petty, mmh?" you fake a pout, reaching a hand to push his blonde locks away from his face. "I thought you were smart enough to know that I'll never love Lucifer the same way that I love you, but I guess a bitch in heat can't think straight, can he?"

He only understood half of what you said, but he still shaked his head no. "No mommy, I ca-... I can't think when you fuck me this good! Mmgh- oh!" he clasp a hand over his mouth as you keep thrusting into his prostate that you finded just now.

"That's right, there's no even one thought in that little head of your, huh?"

You grin as you see his eyes get glazed over, and your statement is proved right the moment he doesn't reply back, because he doesn't have the strenght or capacity to reply something coherent anymore. And to think he was the same demon that was about to turn the House of Lamentation upside down a few hours ago.

You keep on fucking him for the next hour, throwing him around the bed like a rage doll, letting him cum and make a mess of himself and the sheets.

After you had make him cum about 7 times at least, you took out your strap and ride his sensitive dick to get yourself to orgasm. He kept on sobbing that he was too sensitive and grasping at your hips, but he didn't pull you away, not even when you had finished and let you pull away yourself.

Satan returned to consciousness as you were cleaning him up and putting him in some new boxers. He feels like the sheets beneath him are fresh new and the fluffy pillow below his head makes him snuggle in it even more.

All that movement makes you look up at him, smiling at his sleepy eyes and moving closer to him to leave a kiss on his forehead.

"Hey" you whisper soflty.

"Hey" he whispers back, smiling weakly at you.

"Want some water? I wanted to give you some earlier, but you passed out" you explain as you uncap the water bottle. Satan pops up on his elbows as you held the bottle and tilt it so he can drink.

With his cute kitty eyes, he makes you hurry up to get under the covers with him, and as soon as you do he's snuggling against your side, head resting on your chest and arm over your stomach as he pulls you closer to him.

"At this point of our relationship I thought you already knew that I love you more than anything and anyone else" you mumble as you caress the bare of his arm over your stomach, eyes lost in some point of his room, "and that if you want me to fuck you, you just have to ask. Don't need to act like a little brat for it" you chuckle as you ruffle his hair, making him grunt.

"I know… it was just my sin acting up"

"Mmh…well. It might happen again, so you know…next time I'm not gonna be so gentle" you whisper the last bit on his ear and left a kiss on his forehead, shifting in the pillows to get a good spot to finally fall asleep, leaving Satan with dirty thoughts and a new boner because of them.