#obey me x reader lemon

[devildomwriter]

Dancing With the Devil | Diavolo x Reader

AFAB! Reader | 5.5K Words

This takes place during the first year of the exchange program. MC is shy and a little awkward around their long time crush, Diavolo only to find his feelings are fully reciprocated in a dance of passion

CW: Explicit sex

*If this story is familiar I had it on my previous blog and it’s on my wattpad*

"I'm sure I can get some kind of sexual gratification just by staring if I try hard enough," you mumbled as you leaned on the palace counter gossiping with Asmo.

He laughed and patted you on the back.

"I've been trying for that one for a while," he sighed, admiring the prince, letting his eyes linger over his v-line.

"Such a sexy outfit, too," you sighed, and Asmo nodded.

You and the brothers and other exchange students were attending a spring ball at the castle, watching Diavolo laugh with Lucifer, Barbatos, and a few nobles you didn't recognize. Beelzebub entered the kitchen then, and you quickly shut up about your little crush on the prince; however, Asmo did not.

"Each time I get cuddly with him, Lucifer brings out his whips."

"Oh yikes, ...you think he'd...?"

"Use them on you? I'm sure he'd only do that in the bedroom," he grinned wickedly, and you slapped his arm.

"You always say stuff like that about your own brothers, you weirdo," and he began to laugh while Beelzebub dug trough the fridge behind you both.

You turned around and watched him as he began stuffing things in his mouth.

"Umm...Beelzebub don't you think Lucifer will get mad?"

He turned around and tried to speak with his mouth full of food, but neither you or Asmo understood what he was trying to say.

"Beelzebub finish chewing first please," Asmo sighed, and Beelzebub swallowed everything down in one gulp, which was mildly impressive if not also terrifying.

"Whatcha doing in the kitchen with MC, hm?" Mammon asked as he strutted towards the three of you.

Beelzebub stood up, and Mammon jumped a little, having noticed his other brother from behind the kitchen island.

"Geez Beel, ya know yer gonna get in trouble with Luci-"

"What are you four doing in here?" you heard Lucifer growl, and you turned around nervously to look at Lucifer, Diavolo standing with an unamused face behind him.

"Uh-"

Before Mammon could finish talking, Lucifer glared him down, and Mammon ran from the room.

"Talking with my dear MC," Asmo smiles innocently, tilting his head to the side.

Lucifer pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed as he looked at Beel.

"Beelzebub? What makes you think you can steal the food from Lord Diavolo's fridge?" He growled, and Asmo took your arms and led you from the room.

You nearly brushed Diavolo's arm as you passed, and he glanced at you for a moment. You could feel his eyes on you as you were lead back to your table.

Solomon, Simeon, Luke, Leviathan and Belphegor were sat at the table. Solomon was observing people while Luke and Simeon talked, Leviathan played on a portable game device, and Belphegor snored next to his plate.

"Beel's gonna eat full, huh?" Mammon asked, appearing from nowhere. Asmo glared at him and took his seat next to you, stroking your arm gently. Mammon was pissed off by this and sat on your other side, tugging your arm to lean into him, and you sighed.

"He really couldn't wait a few minutes until dinner was served, huh?"

"That's Beel for you," Belphegor murmured, half awake.

Levi nodded, not taking his eyes off his device.

You glanced back to where Diavolo has been and noticed he was no longer by Lucifer's side but welcoming latecomers.

Who would dare arrive late for a royal event? You rolled your eyes as he bent over the succubus's hand and kissed it as a formality. Hopefully, it was just a formality.

Lucifer dragged Beelzebub out from the kitchen and marched to your table while the other brothers tensed up at his arrival.

"But it was really good-"

"That is no reason to steal from his majesty," Lucifer barked, and Beel looked at the ground moping while Belphie rubbed his shoulder.

Lucifer turned his attention to you, sat between Asmo and mammon.

"This is not the seating arrangement, return to your seats," he ordered through grit teeth, and Mammon and Asmo reluctantly returned and waited in the right seats while Lucifer glared them down to make sure they all stayed in place.

"MC, Simeon, Luke, Solomon; my lord requests you dine at his table once dinner is served," Barbatos said with a bow as he approached the table.

Luke looked annoyed, but Simeon smiled as he was used to speaking with Diavolo. Solomon smiled, eyes closed as he likely plotted something, and you turned beet red.

Asmo snickered, and Lucifer glared.

"What is so amusing, Asmodeus? Is there something I should know about?" He interrogated, and Asmo raised his hands and shook his head.

"Of course not," he said sweetly and flicked his eyes to meet yours for a moment.

You felt your ears burning and tried not to express your nervousness. You were always able to disguise your nervousness around Diavolo. He was an amazing friend to you, but you couldn't deny the way he made you feel when you were in private.

Every time you saw him, you wondered if it would be your chance, if you ever got one. Unfortunately, tonight it would seem you'll be sitting by the angels as well, and you'd feel a lot worse for thinking such things about the future demon king when around them.

Lucifer looked surprised by his lord's request as it wasn't originally planned but sighed and turned to you as you got up slowly and made your way to Diavolo.

Diavolo made the announcement dinner would be served, and everyone made their way to their assigned seats.

You weren't sure which one to take this time, but Diavolo pulled out the chair next to himself, and your heart skipped a beat as you sat down.

You smiled up at him and mouthed 'thank you' as he addressed the audience.

Barbatos announced what was being served, and there were whispers of excitement around the room as the butlers and kitchen servers walked out in line to bring each table its meal.

Everyone resumed their conversations, and Diavolo smiled at you. You smiled back, hoping you weren't blushing and your eyes lit up in excitement as the food reach your table.

Diavolo chuckled, and you gave him an inquisitive look.

"And just what’s so funny?" He teased.

"Your eyes light up exactly as Beelzebub's do whenever you are served food here," he observed, and you blushed.

"Well who doesn't like food?"

"Everyone likes food, MC, you just like it a lot," Luke agreed, and you sighed in defeat.

Simeon and Luke silently prayed over their meal while Solomon, Diavolo, and you dug in. "The last time we ate here, Solomon nearly killed us," you reminisced, and a shiver went down everyone's spine, even Diavolo looked disturbed by the memories.

Solomon just chuckled to himself, still smiling.

"And Asmo didn't even warn us," Luke mumbled.

"Speaking of Asmodeus, MC, you seem quite fond of him?" Diavolo asked.

"D-Diavolo?" You gasped and Simeon laughed.

"What? Is it not common knowledge?"

You turned to the others and asked, "does it seem like Asmo, and I are fond of each other?"

They each nodded, as did Barbatos when he approached to take his seat in Diavolo's other side.

"What? No way we aren't like that at all? He's like a gal pal sort of person to me. He does my hair and nails and we gossip and talk about boys and stuff - it's really nothing romantic at all-" you explained hurriedly, and Simeon laughed.

"So you talk about boys you've met here in the Devildom then?" Solomon pressed, and your face was visibly red.

"Well-I-"

Luke seemed annoyed, but the others were amused. You turned around and mouthed 'Hel͏p me' to the brothers' table where most of them were watching you intently.

Asmo gave a thumbs up, and you wanted to murder him; that was such a clear sign he knew something about one of the men at the table, and Diavolo caught onto it as he gave you an amused grin.

You facepalmed and stuffed your face with food to avoid the topic.

Diavolo asked Simeon, Luke, and Solomon about purgatory hall, studying methods, people at the school, everything you would normally ask an exchange student. So why did he ask you something so blunt? Was it just because it came up?

As soon as you heard Diavolo's hearty laugh, you were filled with an intense desire. This time purely romantic, he was so hot and so adorable, how could you possibly keep yourself away from this man.

"MC, I'm quite surprised I must admit that the brothers have not attempted to claim you in some way?" Diavolo suddenly brought up, much to everyone else’s surprise.

"What the-? If I may ask my lord why is it you seem so curious about my love life or lack thereof," you nearly choked on your food as the other watched in amusement, including Barbatos, who gave a knowing grin.

"You are our only,” he glanced at Solomon “…regular human exchange student, so it had me quite curious is all, especially since they've all changed so much since meeting you," he excused. Solomon gave him a confused and offended look but he ignored him in favor of watching your reaction.

Once your meal was finished, you awkwardly made your way back to the brothers, where Lucifer intercepted you and pulled you to the side out of sight.

"What were you speaking of with lord Diavolo," he demanded to know.

"For some reason my love life-"

Lucifer was red with anger, "why would you discuss such a thing!? Honestly MC I expected better of you-"

"He brought it up!" You exclaimed, and he was taken aback.

"What?"

"Yeah, and he kept bringing it back up, trust me I tried to avoid it."

"Why would he do such a thing, how was it brought up?"

"He said Asmo and I seemed close; I don't know?"

He hummed to himself, looking to the side and spun around, making his way to Diavolo, who smiled seeing his friend, and his face became confused when he saw how upset Lucifer seemed to be. You weren't sure what was said, but he simply laughed at his friend and patted his shoulder while Lucifer seemed to be angrily relaying what you'd said. You sighed, hoping you didn't seem like a tattletale. Just then Asmo linked his arm through yours and dragged you even deeper into the shadows of the empty hallways.

"Asmo, what the heck?"

"He so likes you!" He whisper shouted, and you blushed.

"Huh!?"

"I can tell these things MC you know that, you so have to do something. I can't believe you could totally get laid by the prince tonight!"

You turned red and jumped, slapping a hand over Asmo's mouth.

"What the hell, Asmo!?"

"Don't think I forgot about what you told me earlier; sexual gratification and all that, my charm may not work on you, but I know it's what you desire," he teased and smirked leaning in closer to you.

"Asmodeus, MC," you heard Diavolo's voice boom loudly through the halls though he spoke normally. Lucifer followed him closely and glared daggers at Asmodeus.

"Asmo, a word," Lucifer hissed, and Asmo winked at you and pranced after Lucifer.

You were left in the shadows alone with Diavolo, who smiled down at you.

"Did you need to ask me something?" You ask nervously, unsure of what else to say.

"I thought I'd tell you how lovely you look tonight, MC. I'm sure many will be eager to dance with you at the ball."

You blushed and looked away.

"Probably just the brothers like last time, or Solomon..." you thought aloud, and he smiled.

"You've done so much for this exchange program, and for the pillars so far, I cannot think of many ways to express my gratitude but perhaps sharing the first dance of the night with me could prove it to you in some way," he offered, and you gasped.

"R-really? But I have no idea how to dance, I'll be humiliated, and you'll be embarrassed by me-"

"Now why would I be embraced by you, MC, I'm quite proud of you, actually."

"You are?"

"Of course. Did I not just mention how much you've done for the brothers?"

You looked away shyly, extremely happy on the inside, and nodded.

He laughed at how cute you were being and held out his hand for you to take. You took it without questions, and he led you to an empty room.

"Where are we going?"

"The piano room.”

"You have an entire room for a piano?"

"But of course. Where else should I put such a prized possession?" You laughed at his surprised face, as if it were very common to have a room specifically for an instrument.

"So..."

"Why are you going there?" He read your thoughts, "the first dance does not start for an hour. I thought perhaps we could practice our dance to ease your nerves. Quite frankly, I'd also like to get to know you better, and I believe this is a better place to do so then somewhere people will circle around me or in a long dark hallway."

You chuckled and agreed and noticed his eyes light up a bit when he heard your laugh. The same way you always reacted when you heard his. Was it stupid to think whatever feelings you had could come to fruition? This man was ruler of the demons, the next devil himself; and you...you were a struggling human college student with a lot of issues.

After turning through many corridors and climbing several stairs which admittedly exhausted you, especially in heels, you reached two large doors and were surprised by the interior when he pushed them open.

"This isn't the piano room," you stated, and he blushed.

"I did intend to bring you there, but...I believe the view from my balcony is a much better place to dance and to talk." He said, seeming a little embarrassed, and you walked by his king-sized bed and to his balcony through two huge glass doors.

He was right. The view was breathtaking, and you smiled in awe. He watched you adoringly as you twirled, attempting to look innocently beautiful, but instead, you fell over.

He rushed to your side as you laughed at yourself to stop you from crying for embarrassing yourself like that in front of your crush.

"MC, are you alright?" He asked and lifted your dress to check your ankle. He looked it over and determined it wasn't injured in any way.

He helped you to your feet, and you hid your face in his chest, still blushing like mad. He laughed and ran his fingers through his hair.

"As much as I'd love to dance with you, I'm way too embarrassed to do something like that in front of everyone..." you mumbled sadly.

He detected the sadness in your voice and nodded, understanding your decision. Humans could be so fragile and so easily embarrassed; it was a little entertaining.

"There is still an hour until my presence is required, is there something else you'd like to do? Perhaps we could take a stroll in my garden? Or I could show you the view from the highest point in the castle," he suggested.

"I don't understand why you're being so kind to me, Diavolo. Shouldn't you be meeting with nobles and hosting and such," you trailed off, and he tilted your head to look at him, cupping your cheek and smiling sadly.

"I've done so for thousands of years. I can afford to miss an hour," he comforted, and you brightened up.

"Okay, if you're sure," you smiled, and he nodded and took your hand in his leading you away from the balcony.

"Then what do you have in mind, MC?" He asked with a somewhat mischievous smile, and you felt the butterflies doing backflips in your stomach as you stammered.

"I-I don't know. Is there something you'd like to do?"

"Why, yes, there is. Though I'll need your consent," he smiled, and your heartbeat erratically.

"Of course," you agreed, not a hundred percent certain what he'd ask but hopeful.

Every second you'd spent silently pining until that moment was worth it as he leaned into you, eyes closed, and sealed your lips together.

When you parted, you stared at him with joyful surprise, and he seemed relieved you weren't opposed.

"D-do you think we could do that again...for maybe like the whole hour?" You joked nervously. He laughed and agreed, this time leading you to his bed.

You sat on the edge heart beating out of your chest, and he sat next to you and brought your lips back to his.

You eased into the kiss, and he wrapped his arm around you to support you as he deepened the kiss. Your lips would only separate a brief moment before reuniting desperately. Diavolo's hand squeezed your waist, and you could feel his long black nails as he pushed you backwards into the mattress. You let his tongue slip past your lips, wisely giving him immediate access. The prince was likely never denies anything, and besides, you didn't want to deny him. This was heaven in the middle of hell.

As his tongue tangled with yours excitedly, he reached one hand to the waist of your dress and hiked the skirt up enough to reach for the waistline of your tights and began slipping them off. That's when you could confirm this was going to be more than kissing, and your thoughts began to race uncontrollably as your tights and heels came off together. He wasted no time in slipping off your underwear, and you shivered at the cold air against your inner thighs. You gave him a confused look, and he laughed lightheartedly.

"I assume you don't want to wear wet underwear for the rest of the night?" He chuckled, and you turned red and agreed as he brought your lips back to his. He slid his hands under your dress and held your waist, pressing it against his.

He was still fully clothed, and you didn't find it fair. As if he could genuinely read your mind, he transformed back into his demon-self, his natural self. You admired his silky red hair and, for some reason, very sexy horns as he continued to kiss you. He bit your lip playfully and left a trail of kisses from your mouth to your neck, sensually kissing about the collarbone, sucking, licking, and biting the exposed skin.

You moved your hands to his bare chest, feeling his muscles and sift skin and purred happily to yourself. He left your mouth for a moment, just long enough to remove his fur infinity scarf and his jewelry, placing them delicately on the dresser by his bed where he retrieved a condom. He looked back and you and stared before you realized you were still spreading your legs completely exposed.

"D-Diavolo," you stuttered, and he chuckled to himself and slid off his leather boots and baggy pants, revealing his demon form had no underwear underneath, and you bit your lip staring at his firm ass.

"Why don't we remove that dress before it gets ruined," he suggested though it was more of a firm request.

You nodded and unzipped the back enough to slip it off. He crawled back onto the bed in front of you and placed you on his leg, bringing his lips back to yours as he unhooked and slid off your bra.

He threw back the covers and covered your exposed back with a sheet. The curtains were closed, and the door was locked, but he still seemed precautious with you. Just in case Lucifer angrily threw open the door, suspecting you both.

He placed one hand in the small of your back, and the other held the back of your head as his lips trailed back to your neck. His hands began to roam your body and feel your curves, squeeze your hips, delicately brush the pads of his fingers down your spine. You were surprised how delicate this giant of a man could be, and you realized he must have experience. You grew hotter at the idea and began kissing his neck as he left hickeys on yours. Your lips let slip a soft moan, and his grip on your hips tightened as he flipped you over, underneath him again, chests mere inches apart. He was trying to control his breathing, but his heavy breaths were an indicator he was struggling to hold back instead of taking you immediately. But he knew this wouldn’t just be painful in general but would be even worse for a fragile human. His fingers brushed over your cheek, and he turned his attention to your chest. His eyes lingering for several seconds before he supported his weight with one hand and used the other to lightly massage your breast. His wings flapped for a brief second, giving away his excitement, and you moved your hands to the back of his neck, bringing him closer to you. He met your eyes; his were serious and curious. He was concentrating hard on not harming you and looking for any signs of fear or hesitation in your expressions, but your smile was enough to ease him. He moved his mouth to your chest careful not to hit your face with his protruding horns, and you tilted your head back to avoid them as you ran your hand through his hair, massaging his head as he began trailing his tongue around your tit, squeezing it lightly with his hand before taking it in-between his teeth.

You squirmed and whimpered, and he looked up to make sure you weren't in pain, but your gentle moans as he continued reassured him you'd be fine.

You were so caught up in the way he made you feel you realized you weren't verbally encouraging him or telling him what felt best, which would likely help him instead of him cautiously taking each step so slowly. "Diavolo," you moaned softly, face heated, and he paused.

"Don't stop, you feel so good," you encouraged, and his small bites around your tits became a bit harder before he moved to the breast that'd been left unattended. Normally he'd massage one while licking the other, but his weight was too much for a human. He switched hands and twirled his thumb around the areola as you continued to moan his name.

"MC," his voice deepened as he moaned, and your heart leaped. For so long you wanted to hear him moan your name, now you were under his sheets, your bodies entangled as he moved his hand down between your thighs.

You felt his finger brush against your opening and moaned, body pleading for more contact. He let your squirm and laughed as you did so, entertained by your neediness. He inserted a finger slowly and was pleased to find you were already very wet.

"Do you want me that badly, dear?" He asked, and you blushed but nodded, biting your lip. He found this sexy and keeping his hand between your legs he kissed your lips, propping himself up as he pulled back the sheets to get a better look at you. Hit by the cold air again, you shivered and moaned. He moved his eyes over your body before looking at himself, hoping you'd follow his eyes, which of course, you did.

You weren't just surprised by his size but legitimately scare and full of many questions.

"Umm-that's?"

"Will you be alright," he asked teasingly, and you nodded, red-faced.

It had to be a little more than twelve inches in length, and you weren't sure how much you were even capable of taking in. His dick was a sight to behold, and one reason was it certainly wasn't human, the veins were thick, and the shaft had small circular bumps that acted like barbs. Once he was inside of you entirely, he wouldn't be able to pull out until he came. The condom he'd grabbed earlier would likely prevent this, but of course, you couldn't tell. Each time you opened your mouth, all that came out was a moan.

You nearly formed words until he inserted a second finger inside of you, and his other hand pushed your head into his chest. You ran your hands over his pecs and left small kisses on his collarbone and chest. A moan built in his throat, and he rested his head atop yours as he made a scissoring motion with his fingers. You squeezed your legs together, and he grinned as you squirmed in his embrace. He tightened his grip around you and inserted a third finger. His fingers were long and large, and the pointed black nails scratched lightly against your inner walls in all the right places. As he inserted a fourth finger, he moved his thumb to your clit and began massaging it in circles. You were a mewling mess in his grasp, and he let out an instinctive grunt.

He was desperately holding himself back as he pumped his fingers in and out quickly. He moaned your name into your hair and kissed the top of your head, gritting his teeth together, pumping faster and faster until a wave of heat ran through your body, and your eyes squeezed shut in the intensely pleasurable warmth. He felt you cum over his fingers and grinned wickedly. He held your stare as he raised his fingers to his lips and sucked off your juices, you blushed furiously, shocked that the prince had this kind of side to him. His grin was loving but also a little sadistically curious. Probably because he was about to fuck your lights out. He licked his lips and moved his hand back between your legs, still holding your gaze lovingly.

"MC," he began in a husky voice that made you shiver.

"Y-yes?"

"Do you think you can take me within you now?" His words were drawn out and held back an anxious growl.

You nodded, though you were unsure.

"I see," he smiled and sat up quickly to retrieve and roll the condom over his length, though it didn't cover his shaft completely it would be enough to stop most cum from pouring into you, and the idea had you becoming wet again already.

Diavolo's eyes darted to the clock on his wall to make sure he had enough time and was pleasantly surprised he had more than enough time to make you squeal and scream beneath him.

He admired your form. A small human brave enough to let the demon prince slam his cock inside of them. They likely didn't know how hard it could be for them or the pricking pain of the barbs, but they were ready nonetheless. He moved over you and spread your legs apart, he admired your throbbing pussy and looked back to your trembling body, nervous but desperate for him, and he moved his hips to yours, the head of his dick pressed against you. He used one hand to spread your entrance apart enough to fit his head inside, and he mumbled to himself through grit teeth, "You're so tight-."

He slowly moved his dick deeper inside you, taking deep breaths not even halfway in to stop himself from suddenly bucking into you. He was big enough to make you bleed, and that's the last thing he wanted. He'd wanted to do this with you for so long, and seeing you completely unaware of Asmo's attempts on you that night made his temptation too much to hold back any longer. He wanted you himself, and he finally had you. This thought unintentionally made him buck his hips, his cock much deeper inside you now, and you let out a gasp that turned into a moan as your body instinctively bucked towards his.

Diavolo slowly began to pull back, pumping into you slowly at half-length, he used one hand to pinch and roll your clit between two fingers, making you wetter than you already were. You reached for him, and he blushed and leaned into you, finally ramming his hips into yours. You threw your head back and instantly came again much to his surprise. But he immediately gave you a playful smirk that had you the shade of blood in embarrassment. You moved your hands to clutch his hair, and he focused seriously again, moving back and forth slowly, pumping in and out, mumbling about how tight you were until his pace and strength picked up enough to throw your body forward. You were held against his hips as you and the bed shook with every thrust, the bed frame beginning to hit the wall loudly enough to echo down the halls. He spread your legs further apart, reaching deeper inside as he grunted and moaned, slamming his cock in and out of you as your body contorted in the sheets, nails digging into his head. Unable to properly grip his hair, your hands moved to his horns and kept them there.

You could feel the small barbs of his dick as they sent you to heaven and back, you could feel every vein as he pulsed inside you.

Your vision blurred for a moment as you screamed his name, unable to control yourself. Hips bucking together hard enough to bruise and break, you were a wailing mess beneath him. His movements became sloppy, and when he watched your face twist in pleasure as you came again, his delight sent him over the edge, and with one final buck of his hips you gasped for air as the barbs stopping scratching, and he slowly pulled out, condom overflowing with his semen.

You both paused a moment, breathing frantic and held each other's gaze. Diavolo reverted to his human form and crawled next to you, laying on his chest, hugging his pillow as he watched your pink face struggling to breathe. Your cheeks were stained with tears and your hair more tangled than a bird’s nest as your chest heaved, taking in as much air as it could while you came down from your high.

He chuckled as he watched you, unsure of what to say. He'd just completely broken his composure, he'd ignored his title and interfered in his own exchange program just to get a taste of you. But he still wanted more of you. He ran his hand through your loose strands of hair and moved them out of your face. He sat up and threw the sheets off his bed, leaving you exposed again. You struggled to sit up but fell back into the bed. He helped you up and carried you in his arms to his private bathroom. He sat you underneath the showerhead and left the room to get something. He came back with your folded clothes and sat them on the sink next to his.

"My hair and make up," you mumbled, and he laughed.

"That's an easy fix, dear," he soothed you and turned the warm water on as he joined you in the shower, washing off the sweat and everything else. He admired the bruises and bites he'd left on your skin and helped you stand up, leaning into his chest, he held your hips as you were unable to stand on your own.

You felt the water run over you, and Diavolo comb his fingers through your matted hair. You were both silent, not sure what to say.

"So..." you trailed off, hoping it'd prompt him to speak.

"So..." he replied, taking a moment to think of what to say next.

"Did you enjoy yourself," he asked, already knowing the answer but wanted to hear it from you as you nodded shyly in agreement.

"Ye-yes," you stammered, and he hugged you closer as he ran a bar of soap over your arms.

"Good, we should do this again soon," he added, and you jumped in surprise.

Really? Lord Diavolo, your crush, a future demon king, wanted to have sex with you?

"Really?"

"Yes....But can we agree on one thing," he asked as you finished washing.

"Yes?"

"Lucifer can never find out."

You both laughed and nodded before sweating at the idea of what he'd do to you both. Diavolo rubbed your back and helped you to the sink where you dried off, and he used a spell to redo your hair and makeup as it was, though he didn't bother hiding the marks he left on you.

You both returned to the party a few minutes before he was to make his entrance, but when people asked for you to dance, you had to decline even though Mammon seemed depressed at rejection. This was only because you'd done enough dancing that night. Just not the kind of dancing anyone expected.

[yanderemommabean]

I've thinking about yandere Beel having too much demonus one night. He holds you tightly in his lap while you writhe and try to get away, feeling an ominous energy as he just tightens his hold, growling deep in his chest.

He's spewing the most filthy, nastiest fantasies he has about you. Telling you how he can't wait to get knuckle deep inside of you while you whimper and cry out for him, how he can't help but want to have his mouth all over you, have you climax down his throat or cover his face in your essence while he wrings you dry of every orgasm he can manage.

Beel wont let you stand up, won't let you push him away to "sleep this off". He pouts, looking like a kicked puppy when you start to squirm away and fight him. Don't you want him to help you make those pretty noises? Don't you like him like he likes you? You do like him right? You LOVE him don't you?

Let him show you how deeply he loves you then. Let him play with your body and take you apart. He wants to taste everything you have to give, every moan, cry, whimper and plead. Lucifer doesn't have to know, it'll be a moment between you two, where no one else can gaze upon you with their disgusting and greedy eyes.

-Mommabean

[getosbunsblog]

Jealous Levi

Y’all were in his room about to watch some new ass show. You went down in his beanbag corner, face planting into your favorite one. You were exhausted. this is the fourth marathon this week.

“WAKE UP!! YOU NEED TO SEE THIS!” As he shook you. Ever since you two became closer friends he’s been stealing you and having you watch all of these shows. Not that your complaining. But sometimes it’s a bit much. “Levi, I think I should go to sleep, I’ll watch it with you tomorrow” he looked like a kicked puppy. You felt so bad. But you were exhausted. Suddenly he sat up and said “ok I will too, we can sleep in here” you chuckled “Levi you don’t ever sleep, It’ll be ok I’m just really tired” you rubbed his shoulder and exited. He blushed and watched you walk away. He tried to have fun but he couldn’t. He was utterly bored without you. Maybe he’ll check on you. Yeah. Make sure you made it down the hall safely. He started walking down the hall and creaked open your door. You were not there. “Oh my god, where did she go!!??!” He ran to mammons room because it was the closest and slammed the door open. “MC IS NOT IN HER BEDROO-“ he cut himself off when he saw you in mammons bed wrapped around him. Slightly jolted awake because of Levi. “WHY ARE YOU WITH HIM?!” He yelled. You sat up and looked at him. “Oh, He saw me walking past and called me in here for something real quick” Levi started fuming. You had time for stupid mammon but not HIM?!? Your best friend. Mammon pulled you back down “ignore him, he’s just bein Levi again” he said to you. He turned his head to meet Levi’s eyes “go to bed man, it’s like 3 in the mornin” Levi stormed out and almost gagged remembering that mammon sleeps naked. We’re you naked too. You had his shirt on though. Omg why were you wearing his shirt. Levi knew it, you didn’t see him as more than a friend. You were out fucking mammon of all people?!?

You haven’t heard from Levi for a day, unusual for him and you. You knocked in the distinct pattern you always do. No answer. You opened his door slowly and saw him in his chair. He was playing a video game without headset on. “Hey, did you not hear me?” He didn’t even turn around “no, I did. I know you’d let yourself in, you always do” he sounded mad. You sat down in your seat he got for you and sat in silence watching him for 45 minutes, till you finally asked “Levi, what’s wrong?”

He whipped his head around and glared at you “go away please” you looked shocked, usually he tells you everything. You sat up and left. No questions asked. He clearly needed to be left alone. Maybe he’s just socially overstimulated or something you decided to hang out with Beel today. But it was one of those days for Beel too. He just decided to take it out on your cunt than yell at you. He pounded you till you couldn’t even walk, you slept the rest of the day in his bed where Belphie later crawled in. Sliding his cock between your thighs. Then I’m your spent hole. Cumming in you like Beel did.

Meanwhile asmo went to check on levi and asked what’s wrong “I know it’s MC. I can sense it, don’t lieeee” his face turned red as he screamed “she fucked mammon” asmo looked at him dumbfounded and bursted into laughter “well, duh. Did you think you were the only one. She’s been with all of us” Levi turned even redder and said “SHE FUCKED ALL OF YOU BUT NOT ME?!?” Asmo again looked surprised “oh, I thought, you both had already had sex” Levi screamed “CLEARLY NOT” asmo laughed again “well did you tell her you wanted too?” Levi tilted his head “I show her my things and we talk” asmo moved his hands “yes, yes, but did you make it known you like her?” Levi then realized his error.

Levi started looking for you. All around the house. Then he made it to the twin’s room. He saw your shoes but not you. He went to the kitchen defeated. There you were sitting on the counter eating a cookie. You looked at him “oh,hey Levi-“ he cut you off “Why won’t you have sex with me?! Am I not good enough?! Huh??” You looked at him and he covered his mouth in embarrassment. “Oh, I didn’t know you liked me like this that. Anytime I would try anything you would shut me down immediately and act all weird” you felt oddly happy. “I- oh. Um” he couldn’t form words. You were right. It did look like he only wanted to be friends. “Oh did it misread you just now?” You asked “do you not like me?” He got down on his knees and clung to your leg dangling off the counter “NO! NO I DO!…..so much” he looked up realizing you had no panties on you felt him grow hard against your leg and you giggled you pushed him off gently and he landed on his butt. You could see the outline of two cocks. You spread your legs on the kitchen counter for him. “You wanna try big boy?” He scrambled up and dove into your cunt”

[arenabreadandbiscuits]

🍋 Asmodeus x AMAB Reader || More Than Just A Taste~ 🍋

Word Count - 4, 136 words

Genre - Smut/Rated R/18+

Scenario - Asmo wakes up looking for a bit of fun from one of his favorite humans (you). Who would you be to not give him exactly what he wants?~

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Light pours into the room, running over two figures that are laid in a snuggly pile of pillows and blankets and such.

Turns out, the house had needed a bit of a break. Recently everyone had been working so hard and Mammon and Asmodeus had come to a conclusion that a sleepover would be great.

There were a bit of complaints but everyone had interestingly enough come to an understanding and so pizza had been ordered, snacks had been made, movies had become analyzed… This actually wasn't such a bad idea.

It was a thought that everyone had eventually came down to, especially you who had been eager from the very start.

You had seemed to have the most fun, from eating the popcorn with Beelzebub to hysterical laughter with Leviathan.

You had fallen asleep before you even realized it, cuddled up with a certain strawberry blond who seemed to already be awake, humming softly while gently rubbing up and down your side. It's light, unconscious even, the little giggle you let out as his fingers drum along your side and when he hears it he grows a smug, sinister look on his lips.

You had slept enough by now right? After all, you were the first to eventually doze off against him. Surely, waking you up now wouldn't be a problem right? And even if it did, you could just forgive him later, yes?

He hums, admiring the sunlight as a crack of it shines along your skin from a crack in the curtains. One of his hands slowly move under you, wrapping around you to caress you stomach, ruffling your shirt before slowly lifting. His other hand continues it's antics, drumming fingers turn to nails lightly running over the now exposed skin of your stomach and you fall right into his trap, waking up with delirious little laughs.

“W…What are you up to?~” you snort, squirming a little, arching into his hold as if to somehow run from the attack but Asmodeus seems to have a nice, firm hold.

He leans in, his breath warm against your throat as he presses against your back and it makes you shiver all over. You could never understand, fathom if these moments between you and him..with his powers you were sure he could make you bend to his whim at any time but you had also come to an understanding that you definitely felt attraction towards the King of Lust whether he used his powers or not. He didn't have to make you submit because you were always ready for him nonetheless. Even with the question you know exactly what he's doing and you nibble at your bottom lip, breath hitching as the uncontrollable need to laugh and the arousal running through you seems to boggle your mind.

“Must I explain? What else am I supposed to do when you're so happily snuggled up to me?” He questions with a playful edge, his voice soft but firm in your ear and you shudder.

“Plus, do you really expect me to resist when you were whimpering and whining my name in your sleep?” He says though his sentence ends in a growl now, his teeth nipping your ear and making you jolt. It's not until you're breathless and shivering, twisting at the feeling of his other hand cupping your crotch that you notice just how hard you are already and with the way he pulls back and giggles Asmodeus seems just as surprised by the appearance.

“Your body is just so honest whenever it's in my care~” he coos, warm breath running over your skin as he moves and nuzzles his face into your nape. He fondled you, cupping your bulge and listening as your voice comes out as a strangled moan. Finding your voice again becomes a hassle, especially when you find yourself rocking against him, rolling your hips between the friction of his hand and his own hips.

He's hard, you can feel it distinctively against your ass, hot and heavy.

“I love that~” he practically sings softly and sweetly in your ear, all cute and innocent even though his intentions are very much clear.

“What…what about the other's?” You breathe, nearly whimpering as his other hand moves to tug down you night pants. You gasp, being exposed and you cock twitching, standing proudly and red at the tip.

“What about em?” He purrs in response and clearly you've managed to fall right into the jaws of a predator. Prey squirming and shivering as his hand moves to run down your stomach, nails gently running along your skin and making your eyes flutter shut tightly. When his hand finally wraps around the base of your cock your breath hitches and you moan brokenly, rutting your hips into his hand and the feeling of pleasure that claws up your spine as he lets you use his hand is enough to make you forget for just a moment that the two of you were in fact not alone.

Someone stirs, groaning slowly in the background and in shock you move a hand to cover your mouth, eyes snapping open while the other hand shoots to grab shakily onto the demon's own wrist.

Asmodeus moves his free hand, the one that's not currently wrapped around your length and quickly covers your mouth for a second.

He seems to pause but not completely, still rolling his wrist around your cock and do so slowly and firmly and it makes your body quake and your eyes roll. You couldn't believe he was putting you through this right now but knowing him of course he was. The idea of being caught probably didn't even bother him and as much as you wanted to say the opposite you had to admit that maybe… you got a bit of a rush from the very idea as well.

What has he made you into?

It's not to say you didn't know a thing or thing about a thing or two but being with Asmodeus was always an experience.

He had done many, many, sinful things now and if he hadn't done them yet he definitely planned to and maybe… this was one of those times.

The Demon of lust seems to pull his hands back for a moment, nails raking back and over your hips and it gets a giggle out of you and a wiggle and as he looks at your back with hungry, lidded eyes, Asmo uses just a bit of magic to slip out of his own pants. Not completely no but enough for his own eager cock to jump out, slapping against your cheeks. It's hot against you honeyed skin and immediately you know what it is, cheeks turning a dark shade of red before you give that ass of yours a wiggle.

It seems to excite the demon, his nails digging in just a bit more as he holds you and his breath coming out in a few pants.

“Careful… don't think I can't hush that mouth of yours even in a scenario like this~” Asmo cooes and just as one would imagine it stirs the already boiling heat in your gut even more. You needed this, needed him and your heart was racing but oh were you eager, eager to have him touch you, rub you, play you like the toy you are.

He bites his bottom lip behind you, admiring your back and smooth lovely skin and then down to your lush, thick ass and his cock that rested beautifully against the cleft of it, his skin standing out against your skin and he loved it almost too much. He just wants to put you on your tummy and fuck your ass open until you begged for mercy or take you and record you for all to see but for now he's content with this… content with his hard cock rested against those juicy cheeks.

He gives a rut, pulling you and rubbing his cock against your skin and it sends the most delicious vibrations running through you just knowing he's just as excited as you are. A pattern is quickly formed, him rocking against you and you rocking back against him and of course at some point Asmodeus leans in whisper the filthiest of things to you. The things he dreams of doing, the things he desperately wants to do and he's kissing at your skin. His lips going from your jawline to your throat and when his cock slips and slides between your thighs thanks to the slick he's built up the both of you seem to moan.

His cock slides against your twitching anus having threatened to penetrate it before slipping on sweet juices the two of your bodies had formed and with guided slick the meaty head of his cock grinded firmly between your thighs before laying hotly under your own cock. It makes your back arch, makes your mouth fall open and your hands grip at the blankets against you and your toes curl and he definitely notices. Asmodeus leans in, groaning lowly, opening his mouth and showing his fangs before lightly biting down into your shoulder and even though the pressure isn't too heavy you feel you asshole twitch with yearning and your cock jumps as precum drips heavily from the tip.

You need him, need him so bad to just stick it in and honestly yours losing your mind, the way that the feeling of his cock heavily pressing against you seems to make you…giggle.

It's like an itch and one your body can't seem to fully handle and so when the noise leaves you Asmo lifts a playful brow, grinning against your skin before sinking his teeth in just a bite harder, forming an indent and you feel yourself completely break.

It's so hard to explain the way Asmodeus feels when he's against you. Of course you knew what he was, who he was but there was nothing like actually being in his arms, held tightly against him while lips ran over you. You get hot and bothered by many things but there was just something specific that seemed to come with him, not just him but everyone…

It's because he's Asmodeus and you enjoy him so much, enjoy when he touches you, tastes you, fucks you and both of you knew that.

“A-Asmo..” you manage to choke out, blushing even heavier as you feel his cock twitch at the way you say his name.

He doesn't immediately respond, purring instead, pulling back from you to take hold of your ass cheeks and spread them. The cool breeze of air that runs over your entrance makes you heart jump into your throat, a mewl falling from your lips as you realize Asmodeus is taking in the scene, the way his cock looks stuffed happily between your thighs while one of the lewdest parts of you glistens on display just for him.

There's a moment where his eyes seem to darken and you shudder, practically feeling the energy vibrating off of him as he lingers close. It's a weighted scent, one that sends emotions through you in a way that makes you just want to give in already. It's good being even just this close to him and Asmodeus has hardly even done anything to you yet. You revel, cheeks red with the blush that colors you beautifully bronze skin and your cock jumping, twitching in excitement.

It's only now that a surge of magic seems to ripple through the air before you find yourself getting wrapped up in the man's arms and hauled up easily. You move to squeak out loud but Asmo quickly covers your mouth with a firm hand, pressing close to your back as he holds you and then begins to move, gathering your sweet body in his arms before quickly moving away and putting distance between the two of you and the group.

He takes you away, quickly moving and rushing to his room, entering and kicking the door closed behind him just to fall with you onto his fluffy bed and sheeting in a fit of limbs.

He huffs out a laugh as you chuckle, his hair slightly messy and his eyes shining as he now towers over your form, looking down at you and your face… your beautiful skin and hard cock which stood proudly even though your shorts loosely hung around your ankles. As he moved to lift your thighs, smooth and warm hands slowly sliding over and under your melanated thighs in order to push them up and it makes you blush deeply especially as Asmodeus doesn't see any problem with looking at you as if you were a meal beautifully wrapped up just for him to dig into. He takes his time even though he's so excited himself, moving in close after a moment, his eyes lidded and focused and yours and you feel your heart banging around in your chest like it's trying to escape your desire for lust even though you definitely weren't going anywhere now.

Not after he so easily swept you up in his arms and ran off like a knight in shining armor.

You wait until he's close, closer than he's probably ever been and gently brush your lips over his own and Asmodeus hums softly at the reaction before pressing his lips into yours.

He's careful at first, so patient and caring and then he gets rougher, nipping and biting your lip after you've kissed for so long that you began to lose your breath. His lips are smooth, his mouth so adamant and your head was spinning, your body growing more and more desperate as the two of you taste each other. It's addicting, the way his lips feels against yours, so much so that when he pulls away… even for just a moment, you manage to whimper.

“Don't worry, I'll take care of you~” Asmodeus coos and it sends you into a frenzy, much more so when he leans in, kissing your lips once more before moving and kissing your jawline and then your throat. As he nips at your collar bone just moments later you groan out, hands moving to grab hold of him but Asmo seems to see it coming, lifting his gaze to look up at you with those eyes of his and while you can see he wants you you can also see that he clearly… wants you to wait. To behave. You suck in a breath before shakily moving your hands to instead grip at the sheets under you.

He doesn't rush; though he's careful as if he's counting the pores on your tanned skin, humming softly here and there when you seem to stir as he presses his lips against spots that are sensitive. He finds it alluring, cute, attractive and Asmodeus can't seem to really control himself the more kisses he lays against that skin. The heated smooches lead lower and lower until you lose track of controlling your own desire. Just from kisses alone he has you rolling your head back, biting your bottom lip, shivering… and you can't imagine what it'll feel when you actually give yourself to him.

“A-Asmo-” you whine only to jerk, gasping loudly when something hot and slippery runs leisurely over your puckered anus. He purrs between your legs, liking that sound…loving the reaction and so Asmodeus does it once more. Trailing that heated tongue of his slowly and firmly over you asshole and as you mewl, twitching and squeezing around nothing already Asmo takes the time to now wrap a hand slowly around your cock as his tongue swipes and swirls sinfully at that sensitive hole of yours. There's nothing you can do but accept that passion, panting now and heavily as your eyes flutter shut and squeeze tight. You move your hands down, freeing the sheets from the death grip you had on them and now moving them under your hips.

Asmo keeps his eyes on you, lidded and curious and when you take hold of you fat and plush ass cheeks before spreading them for him.. holding them open some more as well as your thighs which shook now, Asmo felt something in himself fall apart.

“A-Asmo… Asmodeus please..” you gasped, breathing heavily as your toes curl now. How could you not? Who would you be to refuse him?

You simply couldn't and he loved knowing that.

He pulls back from you puckered and now slobbery wet anus, taking a moment to watch you pant and watch it twitch, clearly craving to be filled. Asmodeus was hard, extremely and so much so that he also moves to now slowly wrap his hand around the based of your heated cock.

It makes you cry out, the feeling of him touching you where you seemed to need it the most while also taking the time to continue eating your ass.

You can't seem to handle your voice now, nipples hard and cheeks red as your legs settled on his shoulders. As long as you've been here now there just always was something that absolutely drove him crazy about this demon and the others.

Asmo eventually pulls away, slowly; his head carefully pulls back and a strand of saliva can be seen connecting him to you before the strand breaks and begins to cool on your twitch anus. His cheeks are red too, granted probably not as bad as your own but when Asmo looks you in the eyes again he chuckles softly before snuggly wrapping his hand around your cock again but this time he gathers your testicles in his hold as well… kinda like a cock ring. Holding you in the most sensitive of places right now.

You whine loudly not caring at all now if there was a possibility of getting caught because you were getting off one way or another.

“I love hearing you beg~...” He breathes, panting heavily before he lets you go but only for a moment in order to pull his trousers down and release his cock from his confines. It jumps out, hard and pink at the tip due to sensitivity and you blush deeply when you return to look at it taking in account of its impressive length and the sweet, smooth skin of it that just made you want to touch it all over and in every way possible.

“Do it more.~” Asmo purrs as he moves to put his hands back on you and like a good boy you lay back again but not without reaching your hand out to touch him so more. It's hard not to with him being so close, Asmodeus really was a fine man and it was clear just why he was known for what he was known for. Your stomach is bubbling with need and you beg him, panting out for him to come closer… to give you what both of you wanted and Asmo could spend hours, days, teasing that beautiful body of yours until you quite literally a broken mess. The look in your eyes says it all and for a moment as he sees it Asmodeus smiles, then chuckles softly before placing his hands on each side of your body to stabilize himself.

He can't wait.

He needs to fuck you silly, and so he moves his hips against yours, biting his lip and groaning when his cock slides against your own before getting caught and the slippery rim that throbbed and twitching, being him to enter. Who would Asmo be not to help? And so, he shifts, the head of his cock getting caught on your skin again before slowly pushing forward, the round and hot tip pushing past your tight muscle and you jolt, arching under him as a long moan falls from your lips as Asmodeus pushes in inch by inch until his cock is snuggly wrapped around your fluttering pink walls.

He's only just started and yet your breath is ragged, ruined.

The feeling of him pressed balls deep in your wet and slutty asshole leaves you breathless, the itch of it all just starting to kill you. You hadn't even noticed until now, until you felt the head of his cock nudging your pink walls but you're definitely closer than you'd like. You wanted to last longer, to just hold and fuck him all night but maybe Asmodeus was just too good at his job. Too good at charming his way into bed with people in order to have his way with them and oh you wanted to be used…

Needed to be used.

“P-Please Asmo! Pleasepleaseplease, just fuck me already just ram it into me-AHN!~” You cried out, gasping and jerking when Asmo slowly pulls his hips back just to slam right back in and when he slams into that sweet bundle of nerves in you it's clear that you've lost your mind; shaking, trembling, moaning and whining as he doesn't waste time building a pattern, quickly taking notice of what you seemed to like. He's so good, so adamant, so talented at just what he does and you're so helpless under her.

He touches you, hands moving and caressing you all over until he grins wickedly and takes hold of your cock and balls again, wrapping a hand around them before squeezing, groping, and tugging on them and it's simply too much.

Your head felt like goop, as if you had easily and willingly given yourself to a starving creature who was more than happy to consume you whole. More than happy to take you in every fashion of the word until all you should do is squeak and gasp and beg for both mercy and so, so much more.

He slides in and out, over and over and over again, the sound of skin slapping against skin and groans and moans filling the air as he fucks you, holding and tugging on you and matching up with each thrust in the process before he manages to get even greedier. As you grow louder, needier, dirtier, Asmodeus hisses under his breath. He curses softly as he looks at you, the way your face is all sweaty and red and your lush lips are open in desperate cries. From time to time you will open your eyes as an attempt to watch everything he's doing to you but when he hits one of those perfect spots you jolt and buck and beg him for more even though it feels almost too much, so much.

He moves to lean in even closer, watching you with his lidded eyes as he leans in, hooking his hands under your knees in order to keep you nice and open with he fucked your asshole open and coated his cock with your natural juices. It doesn't help that the slight change in position allows him to sink deeper. His cock firmly rutting and slamming into your prostate and what else can you do but take it like a good fucking boy?

“You're so cute…” he growls.

“Crying out my name, taking my cock like you're supposed to… that's right take it.” He says and his tone is a bit lower, feral, primal, and it's clear that he's just as gone as you are not.

It's so good that there's tears in your eyes ready to fall and run down those red cheeks of yours and Asmo loves it, loves knowing that currently out of everyone else… he was the one who was having you like this… having you like a slut on the corner, fucking you like he wanted to cum inside and breed you.

“Takeittakeittakeit.” he hisses, groaning as he continues to slam in and out of you, abusing your hole at this point until you cried out again, shouting out his name as you cum so fucking hard that I feels like the world is crashing around you as you toss your head back and rut until cum shoots up from your cock in a thick and heavy load. It makes him giggle, watching as you gasp and shake and then move your hands to shakily push on his chest like you can't decide whether or not you actually want to stop and he can't resist it either.

He cums hard, thick fluid shooting out of his cock and coating your twitching walls until you were so full of his cum that it carefully dripped out and slowly down the crack of your ass cheeks.

The two of you pant heavily; messy and covered in sweat and cum and fuck you loved when he did this to you and oh boy did Asmodeus love doing it.

You doubted you'd ever get sick of being under him.

[blosssombunnny]

𝓑𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓢𝓮𝔁𝓾𝓪𝓵 𝓗𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓬𝓪𝓷𝓸𝓷𝓼

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

I feel like Beel isn’t the gentle giant everyone makes him out to be. Of course he’d be gentle with you at first but… Once he knows your body can handle it… it’s a different story.

✩ I HC that he growls a lot when pounding you. I don’t think he’d be very good at speaking when using you like this.

✩ His favorite position is standing and holding you up, your back to his chest with his arms hooked under your legs pressing them to your chest. It’s hot and shows off how easily he can lift and hold you (he has a size kink you can’t tell me he doesn’t).

✩ Second Favorite is for when he’s feeling more lazy. He loves to spoon you and rub your sides and slowly lift your upper leg and can slip in from behind. His hand grips tight into your thighs. He’s likes to watch them squish in his hands.

✩ Third favorite is of course going down on you. I think he’d like having you on your back. It feels more like a meal to him that way~

✩ An extra thing I see him doing is thigh fucking you when spooning. He just can’t help it. You feel so small and smell so delicious. But you’re so relaxed and he doesn’t want to bother you…

✩ He won’t want to, but if it comes down to it he will punish you. He will make you look him in the eyes. He will bend down and get as close as he can without touching your nose to his, and gives you your orders, “Beg, Human.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

[the-demonus-aunt]

I was so happy that you open for request!

If you don't mind I want request someone for Lucifer, how about Lucifer dealing with Naughty MC and lucifer is also jealous that MC spoils his brothers too much (and accidentally forgets about him) so he decides to give MC "a little bit" of punishment

Shibari, Spanking, rough sex Kink Will do 😇

I hope this isn't too much, Feel free to ignore. Have a good day

Hope this is what you hoped for!

CN nsft. minors dni. lucifer x reader. rough. bondage. spanking. jealousy. possessiveness.

Busy Bees Get Stung

At this point, you might need a calendar just to coordinate all the ways the brothers were monopolizing your time.

Going shopping with Mammon and Asmo, gaming with Levi, visiting museums and botanical gardens with Satan. And that was just the Avatars – all the times Luke asked you to join another baking session and Solomon wanted to teach you another spell and Thirteen wanted to test another trap on you.

Now, of course, you love your boys to death and enjoy every minute with them. But by Dia, you were getting burnt out.

Which is why, tonight, you told Satan and Levi, Asmo and Mammon were taking you to a party. They, on the other hand, assumed you were visiting an art gallery with the Avatar of Wrath. Beel and Belphie thought you were studying. And the others – the others had heard a bunch of other lies. 

Naturally, all hell was about to break loose, when Satan would meet Asmo in the hallway. Or when Mammon would ask Levi to game with him. Or when Belphie would plan to fall asleep on the couch next to you, only to find the library empty. 

Foreseeing as you were, you were already on your way to hide in the only place no one would dare to enter: Lucifer’s bedroom. The eldest had taken a good chunk of his paperwork up there a while ago and surely he wouldn’t mind some company as long as you were quiet and left him to his work.

“Come in”, he invited you as you knocked on his door, but frowned when he realised you were carrying along a blanket and a bag of crisps.

“What on earth are you doing?”

“I need some alone time.” 

“So you decide to bother me?”

“Jeez, Luce. I’ll leave you alone, just let me stay? Please?”

This was when one brow was raised and a smirk formed on his lips. He turned completely towards you in his chair: “Oh? Suddenly so desperate for my company?”

“I always am, you know that.” You plopped down on his couch, put your arms up on the backrest and smiled at him sweetly. 

It took him maybe a second to stand in front of you and pull you up by your hair until you were facing each other. “Is that so? Because lately you don’t seem to care for my company at all, love. In fact, I feel like you might need a little reminder why you should.”

You could only huff, pain shooting through your nerve ends. He threw you back onto the couch and started loosening his tie. You just watched in awe, as he slowly stripped down, torn between rubbing your aching scalp and gawking at his muscles. You guessed that it had been a while…

Lucifer stopped in his tracks: “You’re going to regret every second it takes you to undress.” He slipped his belt out of its loops. “One.”

You knew better than to test him. “Two.” Why was it so hard to get out of skinny jeans? “Three.” The demon was losing his shoes and pants, strutting over to his little cabinet of pain. 

It took you 12 seconds. You threw a horrified glare towards your significant other when he returned to you with six ropes, all in as deep a red as his eyes. He did not talk to you while he placed them around you: Around your torso, caressing your skin, but never grazing where you wanted him to most. Around your wrists, placing little kisses around them, but never looking up at you. Around your thighs, prying your legs apart and tying you up in a way that constricted you from closing them.

At the end of it all, you were laying on his bed, face planted into his satin pillows and receiving blow after blow on your bare ass. “Six. For the way you danced with Mammon and Satan and Mephistopheles, of all of them, but could not spare a moment for me at Lord Diavolo’s gala.”

“Seven. For the mischievous glances you and Mammon have been exchanging, leaving me out of the loop. Again.”

Tears were already streaming down your face. He sure wasn’t holding back. Was the Avatar of Pride actually hurt because you hadn’t given him enough attention?

“Eight. For using my room as a refuge when you finally got sick of their antics.”

“Nine. For that being the only reason you show up at my door after two weeks.” 

Every spanking left a burning mark on your ass and he did not leave you enough time to breathe it out. Yet, you could not deny how unbearably wet you were getting. And he knew. He could definitely see your lips glistening more and more with every number he counted down.

“Eleven. For still not apologising for your outrageous behaviour. And twelve. For taking this like the needy little slut you really are.”

The last smack was the hardest and immediately followed by his hard cock pressing his way into you to the hilt, no preparation, no mercy. Yet again, his slender fingers found their way into your hair, pulling you up, as he bowed over you to whisper in your ear.

“From now on, you will know better than to keep me waiting around. Know your place, next to me, as my partner. You belong to me as I belong to you. And I expect you to behave accordingly.”

Every syllable was accompanied by a firm thrust and a shiver running down your skin, as his deep voice settled over you.

“I’m sorry, Lucifer. I love you, Lucifer.” And he rewarded you with a bite to your neck and his fingers on your clit.

[obeymestory]

Obey Me!! (Demon Brothers x Reader Lemon Story)

Warning!!: This chapter and story has content that isn't suitable for children, this specific chapter includes; praise, full body massage, gentle and slightly rough coitus, dirty talking, bathing scene, cunnilingus, fingering, pampering, lots and lots of kissing, condom breaking, hair pulling, compliment smothering, constant consent asking. (Time skips are still signaled by GIFs)

Chapter 7 - A Day With Asmodeus

You woke up late, thankful that it was the weekend now, and slowly sitting up, Satan was reading a book beside you, perking up and looking at you as you sat up.

"How was your rest?"

He asked, making you smile softly and nod in response, getting out of his bed and stretching, before getting dressed and covering your mouth as you yawned.

"It was great."

You eventually responded to him, smiling and getting ready for another day together.

Afterwards, you and Satan went to the dining room to eat, everyone sitting at the table by the time the two of you arrived.

After breakfast, you got up, immediately having Asmo take your hand out of no where.

"You're spending the day with me Y/N-chan!!~"

He announced, gently squeezing your hand in his, and walking with you outside of the house of Lamentations, walking down the sidewalks of Devildom together hand in hand.

After a bunch of shopping together, you both were holding bags of different brands and items, Asmodeus was truly spoiling you today, each and every store the two of you went to; he had bought something for you.

Of course, he still bought stuff for himself as well and you had to carry your own stuff, but he still bought you a bunch of stuff.

At the end of the day, after sharing a few meals and shopping together; your feet were sore as Hell.

Asmo ended up holding most of the bags you were holding to help you since he had noticed that you seemed sore, feeling kinda bad for dragging you out here just for you to get sore feet even though he had paid for literally everything today.

"Oh hon... Hey!! I know just what you need!!~ ❤"

The Avatar of Lust perked up just as him and you arrived back into the house of Lamentations, going to your room to drop off the bags of items he had bought for you then going to his room.

Asmo held the door for you as you both entered his room, putting his bags down next to his vanity, soon sitting down and doing his skin care routine, getting too distracted with himself to notice that you had gone into his bathroom to draw yourself a bath.

Everything in Asmo's room sure had a nice aesthetic to it, it was clean and neat as well.

You began getting undressed, Asmodeus walking in on you and politely closing his eyes before he could even get a full glimpse of your gorgeously nude body in front of him.

"Sorry sweetie!! I thought you went back to your room to grab some clothing!!~"

You jolted, realizing you forgot clothing and laughing nervously, making him giggle and realize why you reacted like that.

"That's okay. If you'd like to; you can borrow one of my robes. I don't mind!!~"

He smiled, keeping his eyes shut kindly, he was fully aware of his surroundings though, grabbing some bath soaps and rose petals and adding them to your bath without even needing to open his eyes.

"You can... open your eyes. Thank you for being respectful though."

You murmured, he opened his eyes and nodded, not looking at you still, not wanting to make you uncomfortable even though it was torture to control himself.

"Do you mind if I join you in the bath?~"

Asmo suddenly asked, looking at you but only making himself gaze into your eyes, making you underestimate Asmo, he was really kind for a demon.

You smiled and spoke after a moment.

"Sure. You can join."

Asmodeus perked up and nodded quickly, getting undressed and letting you enter the bath first since you were already fully undressed anyways.

After a minute, Asmo stepped in and sat behind you, grabbed one of his pink loofah's and putting some soap on it, leaning to your ear and gently whispering in a tone that made you shiver.

"May I wash you?~"

You nodded immediately, and he wasted no time in gently yet thoroughly scrubbing your back in a circular motion, you hummed in a relaxed way, feeling spoiled today.

You let out a faint purr in response, murmuring in a grateful way under your breath.

"Thank you..."

He chuckled softly, feeling you relax at his touch, starting to scrub one of your arms, resting his chin on top of your shoulder, whispering into your ear again.

"You're welcome, Y/N~"

Asmo kissed your shoulder blade and kept washing your body, limb by limb, scrubbing your skin gently yet thoroughly, and deciding to fill the silence after a minute of quiet between the two of you.

"What's something you're insecure about, Y/N?"

He asked, making you think and sigh to yourself, pointing out what you were insecure about physically and/or mentally.

Asmo frowned but nodded in understanding, planting a few gentle kisses up the side of your neck and pausing his scrubbing as he got to your womb.

"May I?~"

The demon whispered, making you nod and open your legs a tiny bit so he could scrub your sensitive regions.

Asmo smiled softly and murmured as he gently scrubbed your folds, being careful so as to not hurt you by his touch.

"You know... You're the most gorgeous person I've ever laid eyes upon..."

You blushed deeply, unsure if he was serious or messing with you but taking that compliment to heart.

"I mean... Aside from myself~"

Asmo added, you expected him to say that, it made you giggle, and suddenly hitch your breath as the loofah gently touched your clit, it didn't hurt you but it definitely felt good.

Asmodeus pulled his hand away and washed the soap off of the loofah before starting to scrub himself, sharing this peaceful moment with you.

"You have a nice back."

He suddenly complimented, you glanced back at him, smiling slightly at the odd compliment.

"Thank you." Asmodeus nodded, leaning and kissing your shoulder blade again, smiling against your skin and continuing to wash his own slim body.

He finished washing himself after a few minutes, then grabbed some shampoo and put a good dollop into the palm of his hand, then spoke in an affectionate tone.

"Close your eyes for me?~"

You obliged and closed your eyes, feeling his hands and painted nails massage soapy suds into your locks, his touch was still gentle yet thorough.

After scrubbing shampoo into your hair he cupped some water into his hands and poured it over your head to wash the soap out of your hair, the white bubbles swirling in the water as the soap rinsed out of your locks.

Asmo did this same thing with the soft conditioner, making sure your eyes were closed before he started scrubbing your hair again.

Once your body was clean; you stood up and stepped out of the bath, drying off your body and looking back at Asmo who was scrubbing his own hair now, he was so cute and androgynous.

You realized you were staring and snapped out of it, going back to drying yourself off limb from limb then ruffling the towel in your hair, hearing Asmodeus speak as he washed the soap out of his strawberry blonde hair.

"When you're done drying off, could you lay on my bed? I have something special planned~ ❤"

You blushed softly and responded.

"Sure."

He smiled and kept washing himself, meanwhile you fully dried yourself off before going back into his bedroom, gently taking one of his robes and putting it on.

The fabric was comfortable like silk, but was very thin and hugged your curves.

You laid on his bed, laying on your belly and looking around his room, everything was clean and matched Asmodeus' personality entirely.

As you looked around with your eyes for a good while, you heard the door open from the bathroom, watching Asmo emerge, he had blow-dried his hair and done his skincare routine.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, hon~"

He giggled, humming a soft tune and sitting on the bed near your feet.

Asmo's hands reached up and gently pulled off the robe you borrowed from him, being slow as he pulled it down, revealing your bare back and backside to him.

He kept humming, grabbing some lotion off of the table in front of his vanity nearby, and put some on his hands, starting to knead and massage your back, making you roll your eyes back and relax to his touch.

"There you go, you're so pretty when you relax. ❤"

Asmo worked on the knots in your lower back, making you groan softly, allowing him to work his way up to your shoulders, he was a really good masseur.

Asmodeus slowly moved his skilled hands down your legs, working on massaging your feet, making you muffle more noises into his pillow, you really needed a massage after everything that has happened this week.

"Roll over please?~"

~Smut Warning~

You nodded and rolled onto your back, moaning softly as he massaged your breasts, his touch was still gentle and loving.

His hands slowly made their way down to your hips and curves, then to your thighs, spreading them apart a tiny bit and using two of his fingers to massage your pussy lips, making you shiver and meet his yellow citrine gaze, he chuckled and spoke after a few seconds.

"I am massaging your whole body, so this is part of the massage~"

You nodded, and closed your eyes again, feeling a boost of serotonin throughout your body as he massaged your womb gently, sighing in a satisfied way as he massaged down your legs from the front this time.

Asmo opened your legs more and lowered his head, gently rubbing your clit and looking up at you.

"Is this okay?"

He asked, immediately receiving a nod from you. You bit your bottom lip and watched in anticipation as he lowered his mouth, kissing your pussy lips before and sliding his tongue across your clit once, making you mewl in pleasure.

"M-mm~"

Asmo grinned, his eyes glowing slightly as he moved his hands and clapped, the lights going off as he clapped his hands. He kept his head buried between your thighs and started to flick his tongue against your sensitive bud over and over, you hand instinctively reaching down and trailing through his soft strawberry blonde locks.

His hands moved up your body, cupping over your breasts and massaging them while his tongue worked on pleasing you orally.

Your nipples hardened against the palms of his hands, your sounds of pleasure filling the room as he hit the right spot constantly with his mouth, you clapped your hands, making the lights come back on, Asmo flinched and looked up at you.

You bit your bottom lip, watching his tongue move on you, Asmo feeling a spike in your lust increasing as you watched his movements.

Asmodeus grinned, shoving his middle finger inside your cunt suddenly, curling the tip of his finger up into your g spot, making you climax almost immediately, throwing your head in ecstasy.

Asmo pulled his mouth away, watching your clit pulsate quickly as you came, then pulling his finger out, licking his finger and humming.

"Mm... you taste so sweet and healthy~"

He gently shifted and motioned you over to him with his pointer finger, you got onto your knees and went over to him on the bed, suddenly getting pushed onto your belly, and getting your hips lifted up.

You lifted your head, looking at your reflection in the vanity that was across from Asmo's bed, you blushed softly.

Asmodeus reached underneath his pillow and tore a condom package open with his teeth, gazing at you in the mirror as he did so, then pulling off his robe and rolling the pink rubber on his cock.

You felt his tip poke your entrance, his lips planting a few kisses on your shoulder blades and the back of your neck, his voice whispering in a lovingly lustful tone.

"You ready?~"

You nodded, moaning softly as he pushed inside you deeply, your head looking down upon instincts, he reached down and lifted your head up by your chin so you could face your reflection in the mirror across the way.

"Nuh uh. I want you to see yourself come undone darling~"

You felt your clit pulse at his words, he slowly began thrusting, his hips pushing forward gently every time he moved, his slim fingers keeping a hold on your face so you could gaze at yourself.

He grinned and pulled his hand away as you took the hint, gently gripping one side of your hips, then resting his other hand on your shoulder, gripping it just firm enough to make you continue looking into the mirror.

Asmo very tantalizingly sped up, watching your dazed expression in the mirror and bucking his hips in a more rhythmic way, hitting the right spot now as if he was just teasing you before, he knew exactly where to find the most sensitive points in your body, it drove you crazy.

You crossed your eyes and gasped loudly, your head diving down but instantly being lifted by Asmo's grip on your hair, pulling your hair just enough to lift up your head and not hurt you.

"See?~ Look how gorgeous you are~"

You only became more of a mess as he increased the speed of his pace, hitting the right spot over and over every time he moved, his hand remaining tangled in your hair to keep your face facing the mirror.

"So pretty..."

He whispered, making you shiver and glance at him using the mirror reflection, noticing how his eyes were fixated on your face and facial expressions.

You drooled slightly, your expression becoming dazed as he kept pounding your pussy in the best way possible.

"Good girl... let me take care of you~"

You couldn't focus on anything other than his voice and your own face, more drool sleeping out of your mouth, that's how amazing this felt.

"Look at you. Look how beautiful you are, Y/N~"

Asmo tugged your hair so you could see yourself in the mirror more clearly, making you blush deeply and tighten around his cock, earning a stifled moan from the demon of lust.

"N-ngh..~"

He rocked his hips more quickly, the lube on the condom combined with the juices from your pussy making it easier to slide in and out of you.

"You're so... nn. Intoxicating~"

Asmo leaned down and kissed across your shoulder blade, his lips making their way to your neck, planting more kisses all over your the back and sides of your neck.

"You're so pretty... especially when you're a mess like this."

He kept his hand tangled in your hair, holding your head up, and gazing at you still by using the reflection of his vanity.

You absentmindedly glanced at the time with the clock on the wall, blushing deeply again as Asmo tugged your attention back to the mirror, it had already been an hour of him ravaging you.

"Focus on yourself, my love~"

You could barely focus, he was making you feel amazing, and he wanted you to remember it. Your moans filled the room louder than before as he brought you close to an orgasm.

"Say my name darling. I wanna hear how good I'm making you feel~"

Asmo let go of your hair finally, and gripped your shoulder so you still knew to keep your head up, even if you couldn't focus at all.

Your brain was clouded, and the only word your mouth wanted to say was his name.

"Asmo... ngh-"

He grinned, knowing you were trying your best, and giving you some encouraging thrusts, continuing to hit the right spot.

"ASMO-"

Asmodeus grinned wider, his yellow citrine eyes glowing as he felt your lust growing stronger, not daring to stop right now.

After a few more minutes, your body couldn't take it anymore, pulsating and convulsing as he made you climax.

"ASMODEUS!!~" You screamed in pure ecstasy, he quivered as he heard his name come out of your mouth in such a sexy way.

He took a few more thrusts and whined loudly in pleasure.

"Y/N!!~"

You felt a pop inside you and gasped, snapping back to reality, looking at him in the mirror with wide eyes, feeling a huge load of warmth flow deep inside you.

Asmo blushed deeply, looking down and slowly pulling out, pulling the pink condom off of his cock and seeing it had broke, you saw the situation in the mirror and blushed along with him.

"H-heh. Sorry sweetie."

He chuckled nervously, watching you move and lay onto your back, then seeing you didn't really mind.

Asmodeus smiled softly and moved down, laying beside you and wrapping his arms around you after tossing the broken rubber in the trash.

He leaned and caught your lips with his, kissing you passionately and keeping you in his arms, covering you both with his blankets and continuing to make out with you.

After a while of kissing each other he held you close and kissed your forehead, murmuring.

"Sleep well, hon."

He smiled and held you close all night, not letting you go whatsoever and cuddling you like you've never been cuddled before.

You slept well, but had a wet dream that night.

(It's such a shame, I wanted to make this chapter longer but I guess that's not gonna happen. Anyways- thank you for reading!! I hope you enjoyed this chapter.)

[russo-woso]

Hot shots | Mary Earps x Russo!reader

Warning vomiting, think that’s it

Summary You and Mary try a challenge with your sister and Maya, but it doesn’t go the way you’d planned it

“Mary, you’re not actually gonna make us do it are you?” You asked your fiancé, Mary, as you sat down on her bed with your sister and Maya.

“Of course I am, babe. It’s good for us.” Mary explained and you shook your head at her.

“I can’t believe this. I hate you. I really do.” You said, lying through your teeth.

How could you ever hate Mary? How could anyone hate Mary?

“That’s a lie!” Mary exclaimed, as she set up her phone.

“I know. I could never hate you.” You told her, resting a hand on her back once she’d sat down next to you.

She threw her arm over your shoulder and pressed a kiss to your lips.

“Stop it.” Alessia complained, pushing you off Mary. “You two can’t go one minute without your lips touching! It’s disgusting.”

“Less, let me kiss my girl.” Mary told her, reconnecting her lips with yours.

“Your girl is also my sister and I don’t like it when you eat her face off. As much as I hate her sometimes, I would still quite like it if she had a face.”

Instead of obeying to Alessia, you and Mary looked at her before reconnecting your lips.

“My god, you two are like teenagers! You can’t go a minutes without your lips on each others.” Alessia exclaimed, diving in the middle of you both to disconnect your lips.

“Fine, fine, let’s just start the video.” You said, much to Mary’s dismay, who wanted another kiss. “You’ve got all night to kiss me.” You whispered in her ear and a smile appeared on her face.

Mary leaned forward to start the video and you nearly fell off the bed, sending Maya into a fit of laughter.

As Mary sat back on the bed, Maya still laughing, she wrapped her arms around all three of you and began talking to her phone.

“Right. Hello, everyone. We’ve got a challenge for me, Maya, Alessia, and my gorgeous fiance, Y/N, today.” Mary began, introducing you all.

“You just had to get that in, didn’t you?” You asked her, rolling your eyes.

“Of course I did, everyone needs to know that you’re mine. Anyway, It’s a weird one today. Hot shots, like the hot shots we are.” Mary continued, and started to open the packaging, handing you each one bottle.

“What’s in them?” Alessia questioned, curiously looking at the bottle.

“Why don’t you do a presentation?” Mary suggested.

“Have you kept them in the fridge?” Alessia asked, laughing as she shook her bottle.

“She has. They’ve been taking up our whole mini fridge.” You said, shaking your head at Mary.

“Orange, lemon, ginger, turmeric, and cayenne.” Alessia called out, naming the ingredients in it.

After a conversation about how to say turmeric, it was time to try them.

“Right, rumour on the street has it, it’s got to be down in one.” Mary told us

“Mary, that’s too big to do it in one. Look, it’s 100mls.” You pointed out the obvious, turning your bottle to show her.

“I can smell that from here.” Maya said, smelling the strong scent from Mary’s bottle.

“You can’t say that because Alessia eats with her nose cause she’s a weirdo. She’s done it since she was little. I mean, who eats with their nose?” You said, purposefully trying to wind your sister up.

“Shut up, Y/N, it’s not my fault.” Alessia whined, nudging her shoulder, roughly, with hers.

“Right girls, to good health. Down the hatch.”

You all clinked bottles with one another before preparing to drink it.

“I’m not doing it all in one.” Alessia stated, you nodding in agreement.

“No, we’ve got to go for it. You both got to do at least half.” Mary compromised and you and Alessia nodded, agreeing to do at least half.

“You just need to keep swallowing.” Maya suggested and you took a deep breath, preparing for the vile taste to take over your mouth.

“3, 2, 1, go.” Mary counted down and one she finished, you all started drinking it.

You took one sip, before sprinting off to the bathroom, spitting it out.

You heard Maya and Alessia laughing as you rinsed your mouth out with water.

Mary quickly followed you, making sure you were okay.

Once you’d washed your mouth, you made your way back out and into the room.

“That was fucking vile.” You exclaimed and sat on the bed. “How did you finish yours? I’d be sick if I had anymore.” You asked Maya and your fiance as you noticed their empty bottles.

Alessia on the other hand, had a half full bottle in her hand, clearly only having a sip or two missing from it.

“Do you want the rest of mine?” Alessia offered Mary and Maya, pulling a face in disgust.

“Come on, baby, can you not just have another sip?” Mary asked you, and you shook your head straight away.

“I’m gonna be sick if I have anymore. That was the worst thing I’ve ever drank.” You stated and Mary laughed before resting a hand on your lower back, rubbing it in circles.

“Come on, Less, you’ve got to finish it.” Mary encouraged Alessia, whose jaw had fallen to the floor.

“So I have to finish mine, but as soon as Y/N says she can’t finish hers it’s okay?” Alessia asked, and Mary nodded.

“Of course, I’m not having a sick girlfriend.” Mary said and you nuzzled your head on her shoulder, smirking cheekily at Alessia.

“This is so unfair.”

“You alright there, Maya?” You asked the young girl who was searching frantically for a drink.

“Maya, tell the camera what you think.” Mary suggested and Maya sat down on the bed.

“It went up my nose when I started laughing. Because your…” Maya made a gulping sound which made you giggle. “…was really loud.”

“My gulp?” Mary fell back in laughter, pulling you down with her. “I quite liked it. I didn’t find it spicy.”

“I can feel it in my throat.” You told them and Alessia hummed in agreement.

“I can too. Like just there.” Alessia agreed, pointing to her throat.

“That wasn’t bad.” Maya stated as you clapped your hands in front of Alessia’s face, startling her because she was completely zoned out.

Alessia punched your arm, and you whimpered in pain, gathering Mary’s attention.

“Alessia, don’t punch her.” Mary lectured less as you run your arm in pain.

“She started it.” Alessia fired back, sending you glares. If looks could kill, you’d be on the floor dead.

“I thought that was quite easy. Challenge complete, no? I think you two failed because you haven’t finished yours. Clearly russos aren’t good with hot shots. It’s a good thing you’ll be an Earps soon.” Mary changed the subject otherwise you and Alessia would have kept arguing.

“I can’t wait to be an Earps.” You whispered, mainly to Mary as she looked down at you smiling before pressing your lips on hers.

As much as you loved kissing Mary, it being one of your favourite things to do, this time was different.

All you could taste was the drink on Mary’s lips and tongue.

“I’m gonna throw up.” You managed to get out as you ran to the bathroom once more, throwing your head in the toilet.

Mary came and rubbed your back, comforting you.

“Fuck. I’m never having one of them again.” You told Mary as you leant your back against the wall.

“You alright, sis?” Alessia asked, genuinely concerned, a whole juxtaposition to how she normally is.

“Yeah, I’m alright. I’m traumatised of kissing Mary again now.” You said, lying a bit just to see Mary’s reaction.

“What? You don’t want to kiss me again? Nope. I’m not having that.” Mary panicked, immediately grabbing her toothbrush and toothpaste to wash her mouth.

“Baby, I’m joking. Calm down.” You rested a hand on Mary’s cheek, rubbing it.

“I really want to kiss you.” Mary announced and you sent her a sympathetic smile.

“Brush your teeth and then you can.”

“Oh my god. You’ve just kissed her and now you want to kiss her again. I swear to god, you’re gonna have no face by the time you get married. Do you know what? I’m gonna go call Luca. At least he’ll talk to me without someone kissing him, unlike you. I’m his favourite sister as well so I know he’ll pick up.” Alessia said, grabbing her phone and began to walk out.

“Less?” You called out and she turned to face you. “Sorry to tell you but Luca’s told me I’m his favourite.”

“Go away, Y/N.” Alessia snapped, slamming the door behind her.

Mary had erratically brushed her teeth, immediately bringing you in for a passionate kiss as soon as she had finished.

Her hands roamed your body and landed on the hem of your shirt playing with it before sliding up and over your head, your lips parting for a second before connecting again.

Mary picked you up, your legs wrapping round her hips as she attacked your neck, light moans leaving your lips.

She began walking into the bedroom but your body tensed as you looked at it.

Mary felt your body tense up and stopped kissing your neck to look up at you.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” Mary asked, her eyes following your gaze as hers widened.

Maya was laid on the bed, watching tv with a smile on her face, knowing exactly what she was doing.

“Maya, you fucking cockblock!”

[gabrielemillers]

Wanting You

Tangerine x F!Reader

Warning: smut 18+

This is a really bad idea. And a stupid one. Stealing the case from the Twins. But you have no choice. They have your boyfriend; who doesn't know that you're an assassin. You have twenty four hours to steal it on the train then get off at Nagoya. Once you're there, someone will be waiting for you.

You’ve known the Twins for years, you've worked with them a couple of times. Lemon is a deadly sweetheart and Tangerine is hard, strict. But extremely hot. You always had a thing for him, but he doesn't know. It was during a mission with them that you've met your boyfriend. A charming civil man, who works as a Real estate agent.

You are dating for a year now and you're happy. You have a few contracts but you manage to hide them from him. The man really loves you and would freak out it he finds out your real job. Well that was before he was kidnapped. They must have told him by now. Your boyfriend didn't deserve what is happening so you will retrieve the case, save him then once he is safe you will go. Your relationship will not be the same.

You climb aboard the train, being careful to not be seen by the Twins. You wait for the train to leave then go search for the case. You saw where they are sitted so it’s easy to stay out of view. You start by the luggage wagon. After a minute you find it and raise an eyebrow. It has to be Lemon who hide the case because it was too easy to find.

You take the case and go sit in the first class wagon. Now you have to wait three more stations while not being caught by the Twins. They would never forgive you for messing up their mission. Because it’s the reason why they’re on this train. You did your research on your way.

It all goes well until one station before Nagoya. Tangerine enters the wagon you’re in, swearing profusely.Shit. They had notice the missing case and clearly he is looking for it. He absolutely must not see you. You turn your head against the window with your hair down, hiding your face and pretending to be asleep as he walks down the aisle. You hear him talk to a girl before he’s leaving the wagon frustrated.

You relax a bit. It was a close call. When you reach Nagoya, you get up your seat and leave the wagon to exit the train. As you’re about to exit, a strong suited arm pulls you back inside. You curse and turn to escape the man, only for your eyes to widen in panic as you see it's Tangerine. Fuck.

-Hello love. I'm sorry to hold you back but it seems you have something that belongs to me. Just give it back and you can go to wherever the fuck you are going. says Tangerine firmly.

He really doesn't want to hurt you. It shows in his eyes and tone.

Any other day you would have obey but not now. You don’t have the time, so you kick him between his legs. He let's you go with a groan of pain. You manage just in time to jump on the train. You mouth a “sorry ” before turning away as the train leave.

You receive a text saying that a man is waiting for you at the exit of the station and to follow him. So that’s what you did and two hours later, the deal is done and you’re on your way back to the hotel with your boyfriend who’s unharmed but terribly quiet. And you can’t blame him. Once you are back into your hotel room, it’s when your boyfriend speaks.

-So who are you really? he says coldly.

You flinch at his tone but chose to tell him the truth.

-My name is real. The only thing I’ve lied about is my job. I’m a professional assassin. I don’t only do kills, I steal importants things, spy in people… I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I’m happy with you and didn’t want you to know about this dark side of me. I love you. you say full of regrets.

-Do you really? You’re a killer, a thief, a liar. And not to mention the fact that you dream about another man. Are you cheating on me too?

You don’t say anything. He has the right to be angry. Although you didn’t think he would discover your attraction for another man…

-You don’t even say anything. You know what? We’re done. I don’t want to ever see you again. I don’t need a murderer in my life. I won’t tell the police about you. Consider this a parting gift. he says looking at you coldly before leaving.

You stare at the door for a minute before turning and sit on the bed. You don’t know how you feel. On one hand you’re sad that your relationship has ended this way and on the other one you’re relieved. You liked him very much but you were tired to live in a lie. At least now nothing will ever happen to him again.

You spend the next couple of days in Nagoya, looking for a safe place to live, since you were living with your ex. With the amount of money that you have, it wasn’t hard to find something. A small villa in France, in a little and peaceful villagw. Perfect to lay low, exactly what you intend to do. For a while at least. Then maybe you’ll get some contracts again.

A week later and you are in your new home. It’s luxurious but not too much. The best thing about this place is that you have a private beach that leads to a beautiful lake. You put on a revealing navy blue bikini, take sunscreen, a towel then go outside to lay on a day bed to enjoy the sun.

An hour later, your eyes are closed. You feel the mattress sinks next to you so you open your eyes and gasp as you see Tangerine smirking at you. You sit up quickly and look at him shocked. You thought you were careful and didn’t leave any traces. Also, he is not wearing his usual suit. Instead he wears dark blue shorts with a white t-shirt that fits him really well.

-What the fuck? How did you find me and why are you here? you finally manage to say.

-It wasn’t easy. Had to bribe a few people and looked into your hotel room. We found a picture of France then eliminate all the place possible until this one. As for why I’m here, it’s because I have missed you and wanted to tell you that I forgive you for the briefcase. Our mission was already a mess anyway. says Tangerine.

-Oh Tan…I’ve missed you too and I’m still sorry. you say with a small sad smile.

-It’s alright love. Now where’s that boyfriend of yours?

-Gone. He broke up with me two weeks ago and I think it’s for the better. Our lives weren’t compatible anymore. you answer.

-Good so he won’t be there to stop me from doing this.

You don’t have time to ask what he means because Tangerine brings his mouth to yours. You kiss him back without hesitation. It’s better than all of your dreams. One thing leading to another, you soon find yourself naked on top of him, riding him slowly but passionately. Tangerine has his arms around your waist, holding you close to him. You breathe heavily against each other’s mouths. It feels so good and intimate, even if you are outside.

-That’s it love. Ride me nice and slow. Fuck your cunt is perfect… moans Tangerine.

-Your cock is so big… It’s so deep… you reply sighing with pleasure.

He groans at your dirty words then starts thrusting his hips up matching the pace you had settled. You moan in pleasure, throwing your head back. No one can see or hear you, it’s a private property. So you don’t hold back your noises. Tangerine can feel your orgasm approaching so he rolls you onto your back and moves hard and fast.

You grips his shoulders and wrap your legs around his waist, your breasts bouncing with the strenght of his thrusts. Tangerine takes one of your nipple in his mouth, suck on it and you come with a shout of his name. Your pussy clench hard around him and it triggers his release. Tangerine comes inside of you with a groan and the sound is so hot you think you could come again.

He holds himself above you with one hand, trying to catch his breath. You are a mess, face red and all sweaty but completely satisfied. Tangerine smiles, then kisses you sweetly before pulling out and laying at your side. You cuddle against him, not caring about your mixed releases between your legs for now.

-That was incredible. The best sex I’ve ever had. I’ve missed you so much Tan. you say smiling.

-It was the best for me too love and I’ve missed you too. he replies smiling.

-What now? Do you want to say or you’re going to leave? And what about Lemon? Where is he by the way?

Tangerine chuckles and you blush. You really don’t want him to leave.

-You ask a lot of questions for someone who’s just been fucked. Don’t worry I’m not going anywhere. As for my brother, he is at a hotel outside of this village. I’ve asked him to stay behind because I wanted to talk to you alone. I will call him later. For now, I really love to be alone with you. says Tangerine while playing with your hair.

You smile relieved and move to kiss him tenderly. God you love this man. But you will not tell him yet. Tangerine hold your head in plage as he kisses you back. You whimper as you feel him hard again.

-Do you want to go inside? We could make real use of my new furnitures… you ask smirking.

-With pleasure darling. he replies smirking as he picks you up making you laugh at his eagerness.

For the rest of the day and night, you had sex on every surface and furnitures inside your house. The next morning you are sore and hungry, but it definitively worth it. You are finally with the man you’ve wanted for years.

Another fic about Tangerine :) love him so much ❤️

Tags: @tangerineboss @pretty-little-mind33

[getosbunsblog]

Can I request headcannons of yandere Leviathan x reader if you're comfortable with that. Maybe some CNC but if you aren't comfortable with it that's okay! If the reader has to be genderd preferably male, but it's your choice. Have a nice day.

YANDERE LEVI HELL YEA

“Now baby start moving”

CW; CNC, DUBCON, just regular Yandere themes, ALSO TWO COCK LEVI

Yandere levi! Would keep you locked away in his room for days, everything you need is there, food, water, a bathroom and finally, him

All you need is him really, his love and his cocks

Sometimes you climb in his lap sad and crying, telling him you wanna go outside. He won’t take too kindly to your begging

“What am I not good enough!?” He held you so tight that it was constricting your breathing

“No baby I promise you are, just maybe we can do different things together” you clung onto his shirt tightly

“Different things…huh?” He says with that look your all to familiar with. His hands slide down to hold your ass and squeeze

“Levi, sweetheart. I’m a bit tired” he didn’t look to amused at the excuse

“Well then after we can take a nice nap and cuddle? Sounds good right?” He said Petting you like a puppy

You knew there was no getting out of this so you sat up and started to strip for him. He bit his lip and smiled at you.

After you were fully exposed you stood for a second before going on your knees towards Levi’s crotch.

You unbuckled his pants and let his cocks spring out, you never knew which one to pick. You chose the bottom one

Swirling your tongue around it he shivered “f-fuck baby~”

He was very pent up, you haven’t seen him cum in over a week. You then started to stroke the top cock. All that was coming out of him were little swears and moans

When you had him all the way in he pulled your face off by your hair, salvia and precum dripping out of your mouth

“Come ontop of me honey” he gave a firm order and he laid down long-ways on the couch

You listened and got into his favorite position. Slowly sitting yourself on his massive lower cock. The noises coming out of you were ethereal to levi, he was in his own heaven

You made it almost half way on your own before you took a break. “Ah~ levi~ give me a minute”

He just giggled at you and thrusted up violently. You screamed and moaned so loud you knew all the others heard you “So cute! Your slutty little hole never gets used to my big demon cock!” He blushed at a new thought “what if I put both in the same hole today?”

You looked at him like a deer at headlights “never mind you aren’t stretched enough for today” sometimes he was so considerate

He then moved his long and thin fingers to your sex “Such a mess, and all for me, adorable” he took his finger and licked it clean

“Now baby start moving”

[discotitsposts]

needs more sugar

spencer reid x reader

making chamomile tea with spencer

inspired by me making chamomile tea in the morning

When Spencer gets home from his latest case with the BAU, his entire body is sore. He had chased an unsub down and had been pushed down the stairs by him. When he sees you, a small smile creeps onto his face. He forces himself to sit down in his favorite chair. Wincing as he does so.

You walk in and see your husband slumped over and in pain.

“I was just making some tea, darling. Would you like some?” You smile sweetly and give him a kiss.

“If you don’t mind that would be nice.” He smiles and kisses you back.

“Not a problem.” You walk back to the kitchen when you see Spencer trying to stand up.

“What are you doing?!”

“I want to help you!” He protests.

“Sit!” You order.

He obeys and picks up a book and begins reading.

“Uh,” He starts as you’re walking away, “could you make sure to add a lot of sugar?”

“I know how you like your tea, dear.” When you’re back in the kitchen you reach for your favorite mug. It has Spencer’s face on it. Then you grab his favorite, it has a picture of you on it. Penelope had gotten them for you as a wedding gift.

You heat up the water and get out a fresh lemon, honey, and sugar. Lots of sugar.

As you’re letting the tea steep you stare at Spencer from the little window in the kitchen overlooking the living room.

You admire the way he quickly runs his finger down the page while reading. His slender hands moving faster than one’s mind could comprehend.

You add lemon and some honey to both the teas and add 5 packets of sugar for Spencer. You only used two for yourself. When you’re done stirring, you bring it to him.

“Thank you, dear. How was your day?” He carefully takes the cup from you and smiles when he sees the mug.

“Work was good, I had a short day, when I came home I took a shower and a nap.” You tell him, sipping your own tea. “Is the tea good?” You ask.

Spencer nervously bites his lip. “Needs more sugar. Sorry.”

“It’s fine! How many more packets would you like?”

“4.” He confesses. You bring him the desired amount of sugar and he dumps all four into his tea. His spoon clinking the side of the cup as he stirs it in. “Thanks.”

He notices you staring at him lovingly. “Is there something on my face?” He jokes.

“No but there should be.”

“What do you mean?” He’s genuinely confused.

“Me. I should be on your face.” You joke. He continues staring in confusion.

A look of realization hits him. “Ohh if you’re gonna talk like that we’re going to have to take this to the bedroom.” He chuckles and motions you to sit on his lap.

You pick up your mug and reach for his hand. He picks his mug up and takes your hand.

You lead him to the bedroom and lay down with him. When you’ve both finished your teas, you snuggle together. Eventually you both fall into a deep sleep.

Spencer forgets all his work troubles, all the aches in his body when he’s with you.

the end 💘

to anyone who reads this, this is for u! -

tags- 🍓

@whoisspence

@lemonadeinfuser

@fictionalobssed

@exoticisles

@in-another-april

@gallifreyan-idiocracy

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[rush-the-stars]

nai x reader

gothic vampire au

cw: insinuation that reader is maybe kept against her will. or kinda likes it if she is. yandere.

***

for weeks, the good doctor draws blood from you as gently and carefully as possible.

“drink, my girl.” doctor conrad encourages after taking another pint of blood from you. “i’ll not have you pass out on my watch—lord nai would be displeased.”

you let go of a puff of breath, a little irritated.

“lord nai would only care if i dropped dead, since i wouldn’t be able to provide him with fresh blood.” you remark, sinking into the settee with a sour little pout.

“oh, nonsense.” conrad says, moving the cup of tea closer to you. “look where he keeps you—at the food brought to you and the garments made for you.”

at that, you spare a little glance around your quarters.

it is lovely—rich in color and texture, deep blues and violets. a plush, lace-trimmed bed and velvet curtains over beautiful, arched windows. a little balcony for fresh air. a large basin for warm, milky soft baths.

you’re adorned in a silk dressing gown, buttery against your skin.

your closet is full of them.

“he only keeps me around because he has to—he abhors humans. he won’t even look at me.” you reply.

“if he abhorred you, he wouldn’t keep you safe here, away from other humans.” conrad replies. “or he’d keep you in chains, in a cage somewhere, barely alive.”

“a gilded cage is still a cage.” you sing.

“i always liked birds. i had some as a child.”

lord nai’s voice makes you jump.

you stand, surprised, which makes the blood rush from your head, “lord nai—“

his gaze only flicks to you for a moment before he says, “out, doctor.”

and conrad hurriedly packs up his equipment, bustling and bumbling in the silence that grows heavier with each passing moment. he scuttles out shortly after, leaving you alone with nai.

dizziness sweeps in.

you both look at each other.

you waver.

then nai picks up the cup of tea and offers it to you.

“sit,” he says simply, “and drink.”

you sink back down into the settee as if compelled and nai hands you the cup of tea carefully. your hands are shaking somewhat and you try to keep the tremor out as he hands it to you.

the tea is still warm.

“i’ll have food brought up to you.” nai says then, “you’re weak, it seems.”

“i’m fine,” you say back.

“and here you were, just complaining.” he sighs, turning away from you and towards the window—the birds outside flutter and chirp, wings beating, song high on the wind. nai glances back at you, “drink.” he says again

you obey this time, bringing the rim to your lips. it’s mellow and earthy. a tang of lemon, maybe.

“is your gilded cage not to your liking?” nai asks, returning to watch the birds outside, they flash in dashes of brown and taupe, a sudden red. a burst of blue or streak of yellow.

“no, it’s—“ you swallow, peering down at the tea wobbling in your cup, “my accommodations are lovely.”

“then what do you lack?” nai asks, finally turning away from the window to face you again, “what have i not given you?”

there is an undercurrent of frustration in his voice; it genuinely displeases him in some way. but you’re not sure how. perhaps unhappy blood is bitter. perhaps he prefers the taste of you when you’re relaxed—

“i don’t—“ you try to get out, but he suddenly crosses to to you, so fast it’s almost startling. you fluster as he appears beside you, sitting on the settee with you now.

“then why do you pout?” he hisses, “why do you whine?” he glances at the cup in your hands, the way they tremble, making the glass clink against its saucer. “keep drinking.” he then commands.

you take another sip, deeper than before, and swallow it down slowly. he waits for you, tense and poised beside you.

when you place the cup back into the saucer with another soft clink, you finally say, “companionship.”

“companionship?” he parrots.

“is the only thing you haven’t given me.”

he sits with this for a moment, straightening his back, jaw ticking.

“i’m lonely—“ you add, “kept here, with no one else. i hardly see you.”

the admission is small, soft. a little trembly and you think it’s because of the blood that had been recently drawn. you take another sip to swallow this down, to try and clear your throat.

nai looks you over, gaze slow and raking.

“humans are so needy,” he sneers, standing again, and moving away from you in a flash of pale color. he returns to the window, refusing to face you. you can see he’s tense all over, sharp and tight, holding his posture with rigidness.

you speak carefully;

“it’s all i want for now—you’ve taken care of everything else.”

the knot in his shoulders loosens. he hums at that. silence stretches, except for the faint, muffled sound of the birdsong outside.

“i’ll return later to bring you to the garden.” he finally says.

you startle—

two visits in one day is unheard of.

“why?” you ask, little heart thumping. are you in trouble?

nai turns back to you, calmer than before. his eyes, pale like the morning sky, slide back to you. over you. you wonder if he can hear the fluttering of your heart, like a bird’s wings that beat and jump.

you shudder a little. and when he smiles faintly, coldly, you see a flash of his fang the way the birds flash behind him—there and gone, quick and brilliant;

“because i take care of what’s mine.”

[blosssombunnny]

𝓞𝓫𝓮𝔂 𝓜𝓮! 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽

┆ ┆° ♡ • ➵ ✩ ◛ °

Headcanons

Pact Mark HCs (Demons)

Personal HCs (Demons)

Love Language HCs (Dateables)

Beel Sexual HCs

Notes: I do not write for the new characters. Only for the Avatars, Dia, Barbatos, Solomon, and Simeon (sometimes Luke too if SFW)

[inactivewattpadauthor]

Hanzo Hasashi x Reader: Hotter Spring (Lemon)

Warning: Lemon🍋 You're doing it in the hot spring btw... ~~~~~~~~~~~~ You never felt such a higher honor than being invited by your Grandmaster to join him in the hot spring.

After your own shower, you wrapped a towel around you and walked to where it was and where he is likely waiting on you. Yes. He's your boss. He DID have a wife. But he's a good man.

"Hello, Grandmaster Hasashi." You smile warmly at the bare man lounging in the bubbling spring. It would be unsurprising if it's only slightly hotter than normal. You'd be able to tolerate it, but you wouldn't really admire how your skin may be after.

"Just Hanzo." The literal fire fighter nods his greeting to you and beckons you to join him.

Obeying, you take no longer. Dropping that white towel before him, he still watches your face. Again, he's so honorable of a person.

The springs weren't too large, but there was enough room for you to sit anywhere, but you chose to rest right at his side along with him. Hanzo notices but didn't give it a thought.

For a minute, it was only casual talk. Casual turned to venting to each other. Light-hearted things at first until it got deep as far as Hanzo mentioning his deceased wife. Though he didn't say it, you knew well enough he misses her.

"Deepest apologies, I did not intend to invite you here as an emotional support person." The ninja says.

He's rubbing your thigh.

This makes you freeze for a bit, and it was such a smooth move that you didn't know if he even was aware.

"Hanzo? Why did you intend to invite me here?"

The hand was retracted, and he turned his face away. You were fairly certain you saw embarrassment and felt bad about it. Perhaps he's lonely, and you were one of his bright clan members.

"W-Wait- I'm sorry! I didn't mean anything negative about it- I was... I'm honestly curious. Sorry." You stammered.

"Shame and confusion has been twisting my mind and heart, Y/n L/n." He speaks in a deep voice. "But I have to say, you are a beautiful woman."

You gulped and got all heated like the water. "What are your intentions tonight, grandmaster?" Your voice has a purr for the title.

His brown eyes looked back at you. This time not only up. Those eyes peeked downward and back up maybe a few times.

Hanzo Hasashi is checking you out~

Next, he gets closer to you, and you reciprocated, which leads to a heartfelt kiss. Nothing wild yet you still end up on his lap, grinding on his leg.

Strong hands touched everywhere. Groping your breast even and playing with them until you grow the urge to attack his neck.

Softly biting his flesh, he lets out a growl and he lifts you up by your hip with ease and positions you correctly. You can feel his hard tip in the water. You can make an educated guess how much you're taking.

That surprise will come right away as he pushes you down a little too suddenly. Reacting, you hissed and flinched upward from the sting. That can be your own reason why his alias is Scorpion.

"Kantandesu, watashi no ai." He speaks low.

Again, you listen to your superior and ease up, relaxing as much as you can as he lowers you onto his dick with more gentleness on his part.

Nails sunk in his shoulders as he was bottomed out in you. This man fills you up too perfectly, you were going blank.

"Good girl." Hanzo calls you as he does the work of bouncing you up and down on his length. You let out whines as your innards were getting very pleasurable friction from his dick rubbing inside.

"Hanzo... Hanzo..." You cried.

"Say 'grandmaster'." He commands. Must be equivalent to calling him daddy.

"Y-Yes grandmaster!" You listen like a good girl.

He thrust upward, his cock hitting all the right organs. "Do you feel good?"

"Yes~" You drooled.

"Yes...?" He raises an eyebrow at you and ceased his fucking.

You didn't like that. You needed him to keep moving. "Yes, grandmaster! You're making feel really good, grandmaster!"

"Obedient girl. I trained you so well." Hasashi continues to fuck you on his lap.

Sweat beaded down the both of you during the session, which made the springs so much hotter.

"G-Grandmaster, do I have your permission to cum?" Your dazed face looks into his eyes. "Please? Pretty please, grandmaster?"

His humping slows down as he ponders lazily.

"Because you've been so magnificent. You earned your right to release." He permits you before fucking you harder on his lap which helps the build up.

You get to ride the huge wave as your orgasm occurs, crying out his title as you buck on him.

As for him, he pulls out just in time he feels the need to cum. He's not ready for another child yet after what happened to the first.

But he would've definitely looked to have your delicious walls milk him empty.

He holds you to him and plays with your hair as your vision is blurring. You couldn't quite make out his murmured praises, but they still comforted you.

Using more energy, you would kiss him again, grateful he invited you out to do something he would seem so closed up to do. It shows how much faith he has in you.

After tonight, referring to him as grandmaster will be different.

[creedslove]

STORM BLISS ⛈️

Post outbreak!Joel Miller x f! reader

Summary: Joel was caught in a storm and got home dripping after patrol. It made you so turned on you didn't even let him dry himself up before riding your cowboy. But the next day he's got a cold and now you have to take care of him

(this can be read as a sequence to SLEEP BLISS 💤, SHOWER BLISS 🫧, MOONLIGHT BLISS 🌙, BABY BLISS 🍼 PART ONE AND TWO, and CHOCOLATE CAKE BLISS 🎂 or it can be read as a one shot, it's up to you)

Warnings: fluff, fluff, fluff, so much fluff, mentions of smut, mentions of cockwarming, sick!Joel, out of character!Joel, pregnancy talk

A/N: I'm sick so everybody gets sick as well!!!

1.2k words (short and sweet)

When you heard Joel's first coughs and how suddenly his voice got hoarse when he first woke up in the morning, you felt quite guilty.

You knew perhaps you weren't the one responsible for his cold, but maybe you were just a little, when the night before, when he came home after patrol under heavy rain, instead of sending him straight to a warm shower, giving him a warm cup of tea while you cooked some soup for dinner, you just pushed him down the couch and straddled him.

There was something about wet haired Joel that stirred something inside of you. You just saw him entering the house, his heavy coat drenched, his boots dripping and his wet hair, brown eyes lit up when he saw you, and for a minute, he looked more like a stray dog caught in the rain than anything else.

Your heart raced, it always did when you saw Joel, and to think he was yours, was just another level of feelings to you. But then he took his coat off and you saw the rain had poured through the coat. And his flannel hung tight around his body, humid and outlining his broad chest, and that set your core on fire.

You remember well when you walked to him, placed your hands on his shoulders, caressing and biting your lips.

"The storm caught you really bad, didn't it handsome?"

And then Joel nodded, with his sweet puppy brown eyes and all you could do was to push him onto the nearest surface you could find and straddle him.

If you remembered well, you even said something about wanting to ride a cowboy, which made Joel laugh in amusement and groan in arousal. He loved when you acted all slutty just for him.

And he happily obliged your desire of riding a cowboy, even if he technically wasn't one.

And after riding that thick cock, you just stayed there, his length buried deep inside of you, as you clung to his wet body, instead of covering him in a warm blanket, you just rested your head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

You felt him go soft inside of you, but your walls still clenched around his cock, earning soft groans from him.

It just felt so good and you held your breath when his hand rested on your womb, stroking it gently.

He hadn't brought any baby talks, but what if?

You were about to ask him again, but his kissable lips seemed so inviting you didn't resist, you just leaned in and let him kiss you again.

And then, in the morning, you woke up to Joel coughing. At first he tried reassuring you it was no big deal, but you could tell just by the way he slowly and carefully swallowed, his throat was sore.

You told him to lie down in bed some more while you made you both breakfast, preparing some ginger and lemon tea. It might not taste great but it certainly helped with any discomfort.

And then you noticed his hair humid and glued to his forehead. It wasn't hot and yet he was sweating, so you knew he had a fever. And you didn't like it one bit.

You sighed and got the thermometer, checking up his temperature and had your confirmation.

Joel frowned " 's fine, I'm not sick" he complained and tried getting up, but you held your hand against his chest

"You're not going anywhere today, you're staying here and you will obey me, got it?"

A part of Joel wanted to laugh on your face. He survived twenty years in the apocalypse by going through a lot worse than just a small fever. He had been wounded, stabbed, beaten up, he'd been sick for real, without any pills or cups of tea to heal him. Not to mention you didn't actually stand a chance in forcing him into bed if he wanted to get up.

But another part of him tried to remember when was the last time someone actually took care of him.

The last time he got sick and someone made sure he had warm blankets, was drinking enough water, made him chicken soup and kissed him goodnight. He couldn't remember, but he was probably still a child.

He had always been the one who took care of people, watched over them, protected them and killed for them.

But now he had you, and you were willing to do all of that for him. Joel didn't want you putting a bullet in someone's head for him, but maybe taking care of him while he had a cold, wouldn't hurt after all.

So he only softened up and nodded.

"Sure thing, sweetheart" he lay back against the pillow, letting you cover him again and hand him the cup of tea.

He saw the way he gazed at you and frowned, he had that small smirk, the one that screamed asshole Joel all over it and though it turned you on, it also made you angry.

You placed his now empty cup on the nightstand and titled your head to the side.

"What?"

Joel chuckled and shook his head

"It's nothing really, you're just acting like a mom right now" he shrugged and saw your puzzled face

"Is that bad?"

"It is if we don't have our baby yet…"

Your jaw dropped. Joel had been giving you hints of being welcome to pregnancies here and there, but he'd never been forward about it, not until now.

"Joel, I-.. do you really want this?" You bit your lips

"Why not? We're safe here, we have each other and I know I'm not a good person, but I could be a good dad, I was one once"

You shook your head and pecked his forehead "you are a good person and you would be the best daddy in the world… but I think this is only the fever talking"

Joel chuckled again, his hand went for your womb, stroking it softly and nuzzling your neck.

"If it's just the fever talking, why did I dream of Sarah? Why did I dream of her telling me our baby is already here?" He asked and pulled you closer, pecking your tummy so gently.

You were speechless. Joel had never said anything remotely like that. You hadn't heard him talking about his daughter, everything about her he kept to himself. You had no clue if he believed in the afterlife or not, you were sure he just had a fever induced dream, and he would probably not even remember the conversation when he woke up the next time after the tylenol kicked in, but you just couldn't tell him that, you couldn't crush his silly hope. Maybe Joel needed that, he needed to believe in that.

You smiled and nodded at him, wrapping your arms around his neck and snuggling him "yes, you're right, handsome… maybe our baby is already here" you placed your hand on top of his and pecked his lips.

Joel held you tight and didn't take long to fall back asleep.

When he finally woke up, it was almost evening and his fever had broken much to your relief.

He hadn't mentioned his dream, nor the conversation you two had while he burned up, but his hand never left your womb, for as long as you lay next to each other.

_____

A/N: would you really look into this face and say no to carrying this man's baby???????????????¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿¿?

[donat-senpai]

Reminder: English is not my native language. There may be errors here

I have more headcanon content. (I wrote too many.) Let me know if you want to see part 2 ╰(*°▽°*)╯

Please don't read this if you are uncomfortable with the yandere! Pairing: Yandere! Tangerine x Reader, Yandere! Lemon x Reader tw: platonic obsession, restriction of freedom, invasion of privacy (reading other people's correspondence), infantilization of the reader

Being a sibling to these two is definitely not an easy task. They love you more than their own lives. And they will do almost anything to make you happy. But work makes them terribly controlling.

Minimal social contacts. No schools or universities. The most you can hope for is homeschooling. They will be against you working. Darling, the Twins are some of the best assassins. Anyone could want to hurt you to get revenge on them. No one in the criminal world should know about your existence.

Another important point for them is the need to frequently change their place of residence. Despite owning properties in various locations around the world, they prefer not to stay in one place for too long. You will be able to visit a bunch of different countries and cities. As a compromise, the Twins are willing to occasionally return to the place you liked living the most. But only on the condition that you behave well.

It's most likely that such family relationships have developed since your shared childhood. I can't imagine these guys taking someone off the street and suddenly placing them in their family. That's impossible. They don't trust anyone. They don't let anyone get too close. But the fact that you grew up with them is more plausible. The older you all got, the deeper they got into the criminal world, the more they protected you. It was a slow and gradual process. Because of this, you didn't experience a strong shock from the restrictions and simply got used to these circumstances.

Tangerine is a bad cop. He constantly forbids everything and is the first to punish. It's important to him that you obey. But he does this not for his own sense of control, but so that you are always prepared for a dangerous situation. He does not tolerate fooling around in the face of a threat to your lives. If he says to hide and stay quiet, you do it. If he says to run, you don't ask questions and run.

Lemon is the one who pushes you into silly, funny adventures and then pretends he had nothing to do with it (an absolute rascal). After that, he throws crackers into your room window to make the punishment a bit more bearable. He relies more on your ingenuity and cunning in a dangerous situation. In his opinion, Tangerine underestimates you.

Punishments, though unpleasant, are not too harsh. They may lock you in a room for a few hours to a few days (Of course, they will continue to feed you. This is not torture). You may also lose various privileges, such as walking around the city with your brothers and some types of entertainment. There is a possibility of receiving a temporary ban on using the internet.

About the internet. Negotiating with them about this was the most difficult thing in your life. But through arguments (mostly Tangerine's shouting) and discussions, you all managed to find a compromise. They allowed it, but set several rules for you.

Rule #1: Maintain anonymity.

Rule #2: No real-life meetings.

Rule #3: Tangerine can read all your messages at any time. (Sometimes this "honorable" task falls to Lemon. Usually when Tangerine is busy. Then Lemon takes your phone and with the most concentrated expression he can muster, reads memes for 10 minutes. Afterward, he tells Tangerine there's nothing suspicious in the messages. This guy is the best bro in the universe.)

Most often, Tangerine is the one you go out for walks with. He takes you to trendy boutiques and restaurants. Sometimes it seems to you that he does this just to have a reason to give a menacing look to other visitors who dare to flirt with you, or to start a fight with those who are rude. You roll your eyes every time at his nasty character when you get kicked out of a trendy restaurant because of a fight or his foul language. (God. How does this guy manage to work undercover? He has zero patience.) He simply shrugs and says it's not his fault. However, Tan genuinely enjoys spending time with you. He listens attentively and remembers everything. Tangerine feels a slight guilt for partly keeping you away from their lives and constantly disappearing on missions with Lemon. But he understands that this part of their life is dangerous. Therefore, he tries to make up for the lack of communication with these walks. He hopes this will help you not feel lonely. Sometimes when he pulls a stick out of his ass, you have a lot of fun with him. He taught you how to shoot a gun and basic self-defense techniques. At the same time, he's confident that these skills will never be needed for you. He and Lemon always watch over you and are ready to remove anyone who gets in their way.

Lemon is the one you spend lazy evenings with. Watching movies and eating all sorts of goodies are your main goals on every such evening. (He always suggests watching Thomas & Friends, but you swear that soon you'll start feeling nauseous from how often you've watched it.) Lemon is more approachable of the two brothers. Because of this, you talk more openly with him and often trust him with important secrets. Lemon honestly keeps it (which annoys Tangerine, but he can't do anything about it), but only as long as it's not something really important that he feels needs to be discussed with his brother. He often gives great life advice, though he disguises it as characters from the Thomas. Also Lemon loves to get on Tangerine's nerves through you. If there's something you can do to annoy Tangerine, under Lemon's careful guidance, you'll do it. And you don't mind. When else will you have the chance to get back at Tangerine for being such a jerk?