#obey me x reader lemon

[shh-om]

k¡nktober day seventeen - threesome or moresome with all nine main demons

~1300 words

cw non con drugging , drinking , groping , butt chugging , alcohol , non con , filming

“Mhm? Is something different about the Demonus tonight?” your eyes begin to lid as the castle ballroom goes a bit out of focus. Mammon catches your arm as you stumble and lift your glass to observe the golden liquid.

“Oh?” Diavolo chuckles as he dances his way over to you. “I must’ve forgot to mention I had Barbatos mix in some Human World alcohol into tonight’s brew.”

You frown. “I should- I should probably stop drinking now…”

“MC~,” Asmo grabs your shoulders and plants a fat kiss on your lips, tasting wine and flowers. You groan into the kiss, blinking hard.

“I need—,” your head spins and pounds as you pull away from Asmo’s soft, soft lips. “I think I should lay down.”

“Awh,” Asmo whines and Belphie perks up.

“Come here, MC,” he motions to the spot at the table next to him and you sway as you walk over to him. Beelzebub clears the whole area of the table that you’re sitting in front of, taking the cups and plates and serving bowls.

You hum as Belphie grabs you and makes you rest yourself up to your breasts on the table. Your eyes slip closed and you feel someone’s hands, gloved, maybe Barbatos or Lucifer, fondling your chest and you weakly try to shove them away. Alcohol tugs at your mind lulling you into lethargy.

“Mhmm, stop it,” your words come out slurred as your cheek presses into the table cloth. Someone shushes you and across the table someone lifts you by your armpits to lay you vertically on the table.

“Hm?” You try to look up, Beelzebub’s blurry face coming into view. “What’s— What’re we doin’?”

“Shh, don’t worry,” Lucifer’s voice.

“No, wait, what’s—?” You sniff as Belphie’s hands tug down your dress pants, exposing your underwear. “Don’t do that!”

“Shh, it’s okay, just relax, MC,” Belphie rubs his hands over the curve of your behind as he says it. You whimper into the tablecloth as your underwear is stripped away and discarded.

Embarrassment spikes your heart when slender fingers pry open the lips of your pussy. Tears well up in your eyes from the humiliation and you want to do something about this, whatever is going on, but you’re so tired.

“Awh,” Asmo’s colorful nails snag your attention as he coos over you. They tenderly cup your face and he presses a kiss to your lips.

“Just relax,” Mammon pets over your hair.

It’s hard to relax when Belphie’s rubbing his fingers over your dry slit.

He needs to stop, you think. You’re in the middle of Diavolo’s ballroom, and you aren’t in the mood. What would Diavolo do — think of you — if he saw this?!

“Wait,” you attempt to lean up, but the heavy petting on your hair from Mammon makes it hard to lift yourself. Both from the pressure and from the part of it soothing you.

“Shh,” Mammon murmurs into your hair.

Something warm and wet rubs over your slit, and it takes half a second before you realize that it’s Belphie’s tongue. There’s a kiss pressed into your hair, but it does little to stop the trembling sob from leaving your chest.

Another hand begins undoing the lace of your shirt from the back. From the skill of the fingers you assume it’s either Asmo or Satan. It makes you sniffle and try and squirm away.

The tongue against your hole has begun arousing your body, making slick begin to leak from your pussy.

“It’s okay,” Mammon mumbles against your scalp. “Just relax, it’ll be so much easier if you just let them in.”

“Nngh,” you can’t find the words to disagree with him. It halfway turns to a moan as Belphie’s lips wrap around your clit, and his tongue rapidly flicks over the sensitive bud. Your hips weakly squirm away from the stimulation but you get nowhere.

Your top falls from your body and a rush of cold air raises your nipples to peaks. A large, warm hand scoops under your body to fondle one. The other breast is quickly taken hold by a smaller hand, but fondled as well.

“This ‘s wrong, stop,” you protest.

“Do you think they’ll remember this tomorrow?” A voice, Satan’s you think, although the cloudiness of your mind has a lot of room for error. You jolt as a pinch is sent through one of your nipples, a weak shout leaving you, encouraging Mammon to place another soft kiss to your hair.

“Not if we keep them drinking at a steady rate.” Lucifer, or is it Diavolo?, replies. Shoes click against tiled linoleum and another hand ruffles through your hair and grabs hold of your skull, lifting you to meet the red gaze of Lucifer.

He takes in the daze on your face, sighing before gently dropping your head. He says something to someone, but it’s too quiet for you to understand.

Belphie is too good at oral for your own good, and your legs clench and unclench fruitlessly as you cream over the demon’s face. You swear you can feel him smile against your sticky sex.

“My turn?” A deep voice, Beelzebub’s, asks and one of the hands on your breasts disappears.

“Take their mouth, I want this side,” yes, that’s Belphegor speaking.

Mammon helps another pair of hands maneuver you so that your head can just slightly go over the ledge of the table and your eyes get up close and personal with a humongous erect cock. Based on the ginger pubes, it is Beel. Then his hands pry your mouth open and the tip of his cock slips into your mouth.

You hope he doesn’t force you to take the whole thing, it’s far too large for you to live through that. Luckily, for your life, he only fucks your throat in quick, shallow thrusts.

On your other end Belphie’s sliding into your spit slicked hole. He whimpers lowly, and begins a slow rhythm of thrusts.

There’s the sound of multiple zippers all at once, and muffled the starting sound of a DDD beginning a recording. Fuck, someone is filming.

The notion that you’re being recorded as you’re being taken advantage of, makes a fresh wave of tears build up. They’re brushed away by Mammon’s tender hand as soon as they fall, another round of shushing on his end.

It takes far too long for the twins to finish their assault on your holes before they ejaculate into you. You choke on the absolute tsunami of semen that Beel delivers and he pulls out of your mouth with a creamy-spitty dick. Belphie also pulls out after creamping you.

A chilled bottle rim ghosts over the rim of your ass and cold alcohol trickles over the lip and makes you shiver. The rim is lodged into your hole and there’s a brief moment then all of the chill of the drink comes flooding into your ass. You cry out in shock as your bowels are forced to contain the liquid.

Out of the corner of your eye you see Barbatos’ slender gloved hands adjusting the angle he’s filming, and you cringe fruitlessly away from the lens.

In front of you another cock, Diavolo’s, appears, he’s rapidly jerking himself off and aiming at your face. More of the demons you had been partying with surround you, all tugging on their dicks like their lives depend on it. Just when you think you’re in the clear from any more penetration, Diavolo sets his heavy tip in your sore mouth.

Fuck.

Someone, you can’t crane your neck to see who, presses into your wine filled ass. They shallowly fuck into your hole, making the liquid slosh around uncomfortably.

Your body begins to tire and the alcohol in your system begins to make you lethargic. The last thing you remember is:

“They won’t remember this, right?” You hope you don’t.

[luci-is-a-bitch-x3x]

Obey Me! Lucifer's reaction to: ..Catching Mc...

Other parts can be found here: they're being made please be patient<3

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Welcome! to this adventure! The characters may not be how you imagine! I apologize for any poor jokes, bad spelling, and terrible grammar. Without further ado, please enjoy the content. ♡

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Cw: table humping, female based anatomy, but I try and keep it gender neutral besides that!

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I don't really have a prompt like usual for this one, just read the content warnings and if this isn't your type of thing feel free to skip. Also this is long, so enjoy or whatever.

Lucifer's Reaction:

Lucifer was having an awful day, he had mountains of paper work to deal with, his brothers were being more chaotic and problem causing than usual, and now he couldn't find Mc in their room. Lucifer storms around the house searching for his little human. He looks almost everywhere, all the places Mc usually is, he even peeked his head into his brother's room to see if Mc was in one of their rooms! With a huff and a grumble Lucifer heads back towards his secret study, assuming that Mc was just out of HoL with somebody and that he'd have to handle his stress in a different way then he was planning to. Lucifer walks to his secret study planning to do paperwork while plotting how to punish Mc for not being home when he needed them to be, poor Mc, but when Lucifer gets close to the secret study he hears noises coming from inside. His eyebrows furrow, his stress levels are already high enough and now one of his idiotic brothers is causing chaos in his secret study?? Fuming due to annoyance and stress, Lucifer swings the door, bookshelf?, to his secret study open, assuming he'd catch one of his brothers in the act of destroying his study or stealing something from it.

...What Lucifer was not expecting was to catch Mc in the act of humping against his desk in the secret study. It's a pleasant surprise though, finding his human humping against his desk like a dog in heat. The way Mc looks is just marvelous to Lucifer, the perfect sight for his overly stressed mind. Mc's eyes are closed, unaware of Lucifer having caught them, their biting their lip, trying to quiet their pleasure filled moans that sound like music to Lucifer's ears. Lucifer's always believed that Mc's sounds of pleasure sound better than any cursed record he owns, especially after a stressful day. Swiftly Lucifer steps inside his secret study and shuts the door behind him with a loud thud to catch Mc's attention. Mc's eyes snap open at the sound, immediately looking towards the doorway, Mc's face flushes in embarrassment, they push themselves away from Lucifer's desk to try and save themselves from some humiliation, but it only adds more humiliation, as the wet spot on Lucifer's desk where Mc had been humping is more prominent and visible with Mc no longer standing there to hide it. Lucifer's eyes stay trained to the wet spot on his desk for a moment, his eyes then dart to Mc, but not to their face, no Lucifer takes his time enjoying the sight of Mc's lower region, how their panties are soaked, how there's some wettness on their thighs making them look messy. Lucifer enjoys the sight, taking it in and drinking it up like a fine bottle of Demonus, his human, an absolute disheveled mess, due to them pleasuring themselves on his desk? It was to good to be true, their embarrassed face, the way they avoided eye contact when he finally did try to look them in the eye, all of it made Lucifer's pants tighten, as his own body reacted eagerly to the sight. With a mischievous smirk, Lucifer begins to walk towards Mc, tutting once he's close enough to really see the mess they've made of themselves and on his desk. Mc looks like a deer in headlights, staring at Lucifer with wide eyes, frozen in place, waiting. Mc knew what they were doing, Lucifer knew that. Lucifer knew Mc's bratty antics better than they did, they were doing this hoping to catch his attention, and oh, his attention is exactly what they would be getting. Lucifer watches as Mc's body trembles in anticipation, anticipating the punishment, anticipating Lucifer's touch. Lucifer's smirk slowly turns sadistic as he comes up with a plan to properly give Mc his undivided attention. Lucifer walks past Mc, teasingly letting his hand lightly graze down their arm as he walks past, earning a needy whine from Mc, which causes Lucifer to smirk more. Lucifer sits down in his desk chair, looking at Mc with a smug little smirk as he motions for Mc to continue their previous actions. When Mc shyly shakes their head no, it earns a low chuckle from Lucifer. "What? You were humping my desk like a dog in heat a few minutes ago, you don't want to now that you have an audience?" Lucifer says, smiling smugly as Mc's face heats up more and they whimper in embarrassment. As Mc shyly shakes their head no again, Lucifer realizes he may need to be a little bit encouraging so he adds- "Come on my dear, you wanted my attention, now have it. If you're too shy, close your eyes and pretend I'm not here, just do it like you were doing it before I came in here", although Mc does feel shy and nervous, Lucifer's encouragement seems to do the job, as Mc slowly inches closer to his desk. Mc shyly begins to hump the corner of his desk again, while they nervously bit their lip and avoid eye contact, just like they had been previously doing. Lucifer knew that when Mc decided to do all of this they weren't expecting this sort of punishment, the fact that he was able to still have the "upper hand" even when giving Mc their way and giving them his attention. As Mc continues to shyly hump against the corner of Lucifer's desk, their movements soon begin to find rhythm. Once Mc's humping at a steady pace they begin to whimper and moan quietly, their eyes are still closed

and their head is thrown back a little, as their face slowly contorts in pleasure. "There you go my dear..just like you were doing before" Lucifer says gruffly while his eyes stay trained on Mc watching their actions like a hawk watching their prey. Mc whimpers in response but their eyes stay closed until they hear the familiar sound of a zipper being unzipped. Mc's eyes snap open, they are immediately greeted with the sight of Lucifer leaning back in his office chair watching them while stroking his erect cock. Lucifer's crimson red eyes bore into Mc's eyes as they make eye contact, Lucifer smirks smugly as he watches Mc's eyes drop down to look at him stroking his cock with his hand. Mc whines needily as they look at Lucifer's cock, the tip of his cock is red and leaking precum, showing how aroused by this he really is. Lucifer's hand pumps up and down the shaft of his cock at a steady fast pace, almost matching the speed of Mc's pace as Mc humping the corner of his desk at a fast pace while begging and whining pleads for Lucifer to do something other than just sitting there watching. Lucifer just shakes his head no, tutting in disapproval as he smiles sadistically at Mc. This was their punishment, no touching, just watching. At this point Lucifer was unsure who was being punished the most, as not touching Mc was like agony to him, but Lucifer would rather torture and punish himself as well as Mc, then hurt his ego by not going through with the punishment. The secret study is filled with the sounds of Mc's moans and occasionally Lucifer's groans. Don't let this man fill you he's fighting not being a moaning mess, he eats this stuff up. The fireplace in the secret study I actually don't know if there is one but pretend, has been on this entire time, that heat combined with the heat from their activities has left both Mc and Lucifer being sweaty messes. Lucifer's hair was disheveled due to how many times he's moved his head during this encounter, throwing his head back against his desk chair while groaning in pleasure, just to whip his head back into a position where he can watch Mc hump his desk. His hair sticks to his sweaty forehead making him look like a hot mess, a blessing of a sight that only some have been blessed to see. Lucifer soon finds rhythm in matching the pace of stroking his cock with the pace Mc humps the corner of his desk. As the two continue their actions Lucifer can feel his release approaching, he knows Mc's getting close as well as their humping gets more frantic yet sloppy and they begin to beg and plead again. Soon tears began to fall down Mc's pretty face, the sight caused Lucifer to groan loudly and pushed him closer to his impending release. Lucifer stands from his chair, still pumping his shaft with his hand, he gets behind Mc as they hump the corner of his desk, close but not close enough for their bodies to touch. Mc whines at the change of position, still humping Lucifer's desk, they turn their head staring at Lucifer as tears continue to stream down their face, Lucifer is in the perfect position to watch Mc as they come undone. Lucifer watches as Mc's legs begin to tremble, their back arches, pushing their body against Lucifer's desk more, their eyes roll back and they moan out loudly as they cum. Mc's hips continue to hump against Lucifer's desk as they ride out their orgasm, finally Mc's body falls limp onto Lucifer's desk as they catch their breath. Mc's orgasm makes their undergarments and the corner of Lucifer's desk all messy and wet. Watching Mc come undone sends Lucifer over the edge, he shoots his load all over Mc's rear end, covering their butt, panties and thighs with his seed. Lucifer's seed drips down Mc and onto the corner of his desk, mixing with Mc's mess leaving a bigger mess on his desk.

With Mc's consent Lucifer will take a quick picture with his D.D.D before he grabs some nearby tissues to clean Mc up. He cleans his desk up after, mans has priorities. After cleaning everything up Lucifer helps Mc off the corner of his desk, he picks them up and sits in his desk chair with them on his lap. He'll rub any sore spots for them as they both catch their breath, if Mc wants to have some more fun again before the end of the night he's down. If Mc doesn't then he's more than happy to just do aftercare things. Snacks, water, cuddles, praise the usual, he's got it down, Mc wants it he's doing it period. Watch the Avatar of Pride become a man servant for aftercare, after all he needs to be able to take pride in his aftercare skills.

Extra: do they hope to catch Mc doing it again? Lucifer would love to catch Mc doing it again, he enjoyed that punishment and just the experience in general. He ate that shit up but mans is too prideful to admit it.

Vivid memory? Would they masturbate to it? It depends on if you think Lucifer masturbates, but the memory would stick with this mans, even if he doesn't masturbate to it he'll remember it, like it happened were he's always working, this man is always remembering it, getting aroused at the memory and then punishing Mc, and poor Mc doesn't know what they did half the time.

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Thats all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! This was my first smut where I tried to be more descriptive and stuff so please be kind. I do have some other characters in mind for this but I don't plan to do all the characters so if you have a specific character you want feel free to ask for it in the comments or my request. I am still making the creepy demon ones, I just got distracted with this. Only one post today cause this is long and I've spent my last couple of days only working on this so my bad, but I hope you enjoyed! More contents coming soon so Stay Tuned! Stay Safe! & Stay Groovy Scooby!

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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.)

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I was wondering if you could write a rough Beel x AFAB reader. Maybe he ate something that made him go feral, but he practically man handles the reader and fucks them hard. If you’re cool with it maybe add some biting?

Hi, thank you for the request <3 ~900 words!

cw : anal vaginal oral mildly feminine terms ? afab body tiny bit of biting aphrodisiac slash unintentional drug use

I’m thinking Beelzebub wasn’t paying attention to his assortment of chocolates from Madam Scream’s and ate one of those libido boosting candies, similar to ones in the human world, but much stronger

He knows you’re in there, the scent of you is strong enough to tell him that, and he struggles to hold himself back from opening the door. All the blood in his brain that would hold him back from staking claim on you has, unfortunately (fortunately) ran down to his dick, pulsing and leaking against his school uniform. And he can’t take it much longer, so he creaks open your door, only planning on begging for a handjob, knowing he’s so huge, but when he sees you his head gets so much fuzzier.

You smell so good, you look so pretty, and he knows that the spot between your legs would feel so good.

You startle as large hands engulf your waist and a hungry mouth claims your lips.

“Beel?” You breathe a puff of hot air across his lips. “What’re you…?”

“Need you so bad,” he barely lets the words put before his nipping teeth and tongue explore your neck and jaw. He lets out an odd, strangled growl, and suddenly you’re thrown onto your back with his hands holding your legs in the air by the ankles. Your bed cushions the fall, but all the air is knocked out of you.

Rough hands struggle with your uniform pants and belt, so you help him out a little by shimmying your hips, and when Beel folds you in half to meet your lips you feel the fabric of his own uniform meet your growing clit.

“Oh,” you breathe out. It sends a burning heat to your core.

After he’s hastily removed his pants and underwear, the burning hot tip of his cock ruts against your hole.

“I know it’s big, but I need you so bad,” Beel rubs his nose against yours making intense eye contact.

“Be- be careful,” you manage to say before he’s thrusting in.

Beelzebub has you in a mating press, and he presses his lips against yours. He’s slobbering and drooling, because relief hits him each time his balls swing against your ass.

He’s holding you so tight, a blubber of thank yous and praises about how good you feel around him coming out between sloppy pecks.

Each thrust is wild and erratic as his tip bullies your cervix and his length stretches your cunt. You feel like you’re being split in half on his dick, the way it’s pushing in so deep.

There’s a bulge in your abdomen each time he buries himself inside you completely. You’re being used, and Beel only seems half cognizant of what’s going on, using your hole as relief. Fuck, he’s treating you like a cock sleave, not his usual tender touches.

Sharp teeth press along your nipples, nipping and biting at the tender flesh there, making you squirm and cry. You feel Beelzebub’s lips twist into a smile at that and a couple kisses are peppered onto your chest.

His hold on your leg tightens, just to the point of mild pain, and burning hot semen floods into you. You cry out as it fills you, and even when Beel pulls out your tummy has a slight extra bump.

Before you begin to think it’s over Beelzebub is hovering his massive frame over you, leading his still hard cock down your throat.

The taste of your slick and his cum

Fuck, you feel raw as you drool and splutter over his dick. His balls hit your face and force you to keep them shut as he uses your throat as a fuckhole.

“You look so good when you’re choking on my cock,” he groans, feeding it further down your esophagus.

His thrusts are harsh and you know your throat will be sore for days to come.

You don’t know how long he’s been fucking you at this point, you know he returned to your pussy at some point, but you’re pulled out of your pleasure filled stupor by the nudging of his cockhead at your asshole.

Beelzebub runs his nose and tongue over your shoulders and chest as he pushes into your ass. The slide is (thankfully) lubricated well with his jizz and your wetness, but you still squeak and grab at his hair as you’re stretched impossibly wide.

He nibbles lightly at your neck, your breasts, giving soft kisses intermixed with his treatment of you. The world rushes around you as, while still inside of you, Beel sits up, holding your much smaller form to him as he leans on the walk near the bed, sitting with you still speared open on him.

“So warm,” he moans out as you grab at him. You feel completely helpless as he bounces your ass up and down on his dick, like a genuine fleshlight. It’s so much. You’ve never put anything nearly as wide as him in your hole, and he’s just taking you.

The hot friction against your ass, pressing through to make your cunt twitch, brings you to your nth orgasm, and as you do that Beel comes as well.

Beelzebub spills his seed into your ass one last time, interrupted by the rumble of his stomach. Let’s just hope he doesn’t eat anymore of those candies….

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Obey me! Lucifer nsfw drabble

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Sorry I haven't posted in a bit! My lifes got a little hectic but i have lots of ideas coming! Im still working on the twins reactions to Mc & the strange noise, but I felt bad for not posting. Remember the characters may not be how you imagine! I apologize for any poor spelling, bad grammar or terrible jokes! So without further ado enjoy my Lucifer nsfw drabble!

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Some people think Lucifer won't sub or wouldn't like subbing but i think if he respected the person or thought the person was higher ranked, had more authority then him, i think he'd take pride in subbing for them. On his knees servicing someone he respects so highly, the pride he feels when someone with higher authority praises him, hearing those praises so lewd, makes it even better. Knowing how powerful and respected the individual is, knowing the individual could have anyone, but they keep choosing him? Hes the only one who makes them feel this good who gets to hear such lewd praises? Lucifer's pride is soaring through the roof. Humiliating words don't even flatten his pride. No not when hes so pridefully pleasing an individual he basically considers master. Lucifer takes pride in "being his own master" but this fool is a right hand man at heart. Hes a pleaser he likes someone in power keeping him in check and directing him if need be. He likes someone who knows they have the power but is more than willing to let Lucifer and his pride seem like he's in charge. But when he's alone with his S/O he likes not having to be in control sometimes. Boss him around use him as you feel fit. He is you're toy, you're dog to command around, and the Avatar of Pride takes pride in being commanded by you. Also this poor man works his ass off dude. Hes always in charge hes always keeping things calm and collected and dealing/caring for others. You can't tell me he wouldn't like to be cared for everynow and then. Everyone says his pride gets in the way of letting someone take care of him and in some situations i agree. In front of others no its not allowed he has to seem in charge, but babying Lucifer in the priviate of his office or room? The man is a puddle in you're hands. How long has it been since someone cared for him? Let alone babied and treated him so delicately? Acting so gently like he was the most important thing in their lives? Lucifer is so offput that his pride can be damned, he never knew being cared for could be so great he felt so loved. Lucifer's sin doesn't just happen for himself, Lucifer takes pride in his partner. So much pride and love for his partner, that when his partner loves and cares for him, Lucifer feels pride in the fact that he's the one their with, hes the one their caring for, hes the one their in love with. His partner is probably one of the things he has the most pride in. Vanurable moments with Lucifer are special, don't speak of them outside of his room or office or he may never let you have a moment like that with him again. Lucifer has a reputation to upkeep but for you, his lover, his master, his human, he will happily let you see the othersides of him, in private ofc.

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Thats all for now babes! Hope you enjoyed!! ♡ This is not proofread. Feel free to comment or reblog any thoughts or any add ons you have! This is the first time I've written something like this so let me know if you enjoyed this!!! Ill try and get more post out soon! I promise more content is coming, thank you for you're patience!! Stay Safe! & Stay Groovy Scooby! ‹𝟹

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✦「Asmodeus x Demon! Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║ Avatar of Lust: Asmodeus

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"Ah~, just like that."

Asmodeus flared his nose, his hands scrunching into a fist by his side. The moans and mewls that came from inside of your house had everything in him twisting.

I have to go in.

No, don't.

Yes, yes do it.

She's busy.

I have to talk to her.

She won't even look at me.

I'm her favorite, though.

I was her favorite.

She loves me.

She loved me.

He couldn't take it anymore, his hands moving on their own to grasp the door handle and enter your home. The first thing he witnessed was the shoes slackly lying in the middle of the entryway.

And then your groans filled his ears again; the feeling of his chest burning was greater than most pain he had ever felt.

Begrudgingly he followed the noise and ended at your living room.

He should have known better than to see the sight before him. He could hear it already, the sound of skin slapping skin and the wet squelching noise.

Already he knew what was happening; he didn't even need to see it. He knew what you were doing, but this would be the only time he could get you to speak to him.

Asmodeus thought that what happened before was punishment enough, but at the sight, he'd rather lock himself from the world than see something like this.

Your hands should have never been wrapped around Belphegor's throat, squeezing it tightly with your nails digging into his soft pale flesh.

His younger brother should have never been beneath you, dominated in such a manner that he used to be in.

And then, when your passionate gaze flickered up to meet his, that grin that flashed across your face was like an attack. Like you physically had struck him with intention of utter pain.

Even though you knew he was there watching everything, you didn't stop. You rolled your hips on top of his brother and let go of his throat only to grip his cheek and bring his face to yours.

You connected your lips with Belphie's while maintaining eye contact with the avatar of lust. Your tongue swirled with the young males before you sucked on it lewdly.

It was something that made Belhpegor quiver in pleasure and Asmodeus tremble in rage. "You're gonna c*m, arent you~?" You suddenly asked aloud.

You asked the question staring right into the male's orange and yellow gradient eyes even though the question was meant for the younger brother.

The torturous action had the fifth oldest biting into his bottom lip, drawing blood that quickly disappeared.

"Please..." The indigo-grey-haired male suddenly mumbled. You were the first to break eye contact as you glanced down at the brother beneath you.

"Say it louder." You demanded with your tone more than commanding.

"Sh*t." He cursed and grunted. His hands found their way to your hips, but you grasped them and pinned them above him on the couch.

"Did I say you can touch me?"

Belphie's plump lips parted to speak, but instead of words leaving his mouth, it was a cry of pleasure as you ground down on him, forcing him as deep as possible inside of you.

Tears glazed over his violet and pink gradient orbs. The sight caused you to grin, it growing when a single tear dribbled down his flushed face.

Leaning forward, you dragged your tongue across the trail and savored the taste of his salty tears that were from the overwhelming pleasure he was receiving.

"Please, (Y/n)!" The second youngest avatar suddenly cried and bucked his hips upwards against your crotch. "I-I need to c*m. F*ck, I'm begging you."

You didn't say anything for a moment, but then a coy smile shifted onto your face. Releasing the male's wrist, you lifted your hips and crept down onto your knees on the ground.

All the while, you kept your gaze locked with Asmodeus. He watched as your fair hands that he once used to hold and kiss grasped his brother's c*ck and pumped it.

He watched as you brought your face forward, engulfing the tip in your mouth that used to kiss and suck onto him.

It was as if he was unable to breathe, the sight alone wrapping around his throat and squeezing.

"Hng~." The indigo grey-haired male tangled his hands in your hair, careful not to pull it since he knew you hated it because of your tender head.

Your tongue rolled over his tip, your teeth slightly grazing across the sensitive head that caused the male to buck his hips. He pushed his member farther into your mouth, pushing into your throat.

If it wasn't for you not having a gag reflex, you would have flinched back. But because of who you are, you could take anything.

You were made for this.

So to Belphie's enjoyment, you pushed him farther down, allowing for him to feel your tight throat squeezing his c*ck.

"I-I-" He struggled to even speak, his mind so absolutely boggled and his body so overstimulated.

Asmodeus knew exactly how his younger brother was feeling; after all, he used to be in his position. The experience he was feeling was something only you could bring about.

Slowly raising your head, his c*ck fell from your mouth as his pre-c*m leaked from the hole in his tip. Saliva dripped onto his throbbing member as you began to pump him once again.

You pressed his head against your lips and kissed it sweetly. All while staring into the fifth oldest avatar.

"Close?" You asked the male with a sultry voice.

Belphegor was a mumbling mess, his words incoherent as his bare stomach contracted.

A hum left your lips in a pleasing manner at the sight.

"Do it. C*m." Once again, you demanded in a commanding tone that could rival the demon king himself.

With one loud cry, thick hot jets of c*m shot down your throat and pooled within your mouth. The salty liquid was bitter, but still, a flavor that was different from everybody else's.

You swallowed it without complaint; even sucking harder that was too much for the male. He was already in a state of oversensitivity due to finally c*mming after his third denied org*sm.

He couldn't help it; his hands tugged on your hair. Immediately your half-lidded eyes opened and your gaze was harsh. Your hands dragged down his abbs and stopped at his waist, where you dug your nails into his skin.

"Sh*t, ow~" He cursed, his head flying back against the couch.

After he was finally empty and you were satisfied with everything, you pulled away and waved your hand over his face. Those beautiful glowing eyes of his were now hidden behind his eyelids as he fell into a state of unconsciousness.

Now that it was over, you stood to your feet and moved the fabric of your top so they covered your breast. Your demon form was rather revealing in itself, but what could you say when you were a terrifyingly powerful demoness?

Your reptilian-like tail stirred in the air behind you while you crossed your arms under your chest. "As much as I love having an audience, you were not invited, Avatar of Lust."

You were smiling, but your voice was sickly sweet and displayed your hostility. Asmodeus couldn't help but cringe at your words; it was so difficult not hearing you not calling his name anymore.

The male realized he was being distracted again and cleared his throat. "I know, but I needed to speak with you. We need to have a talk."

As if the male had spoken the most insulting words ever, you recoiled back and scrunched your nose in anger. "The absolute confidence and audacity you boys have never ceased to sicken me." You snapped.

Asmodeus inhaled a shaky breath and attempted to strengthen himself up. "I'm serious, (Y/n). You can't keep going around and f*cking my brothers to get back at me."

His sentence made you giggle slightly before taking a step forward to the male.

"See, here's the thing." You started with your heels following suit like a musical tune. You grasped the male's face in your hands, your (f/c) nails pressing into his pale flesh.

A closed-lip smile appeared on your face, one of your canines sticking out and pressing into your lip. It was such a sweet smile but the absolute sinister gaze in your eyes made your expression anything but kind.

"I don't f*ck with it-" You pressed your nails harder into his skin and drew blood. "-cheaters."

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"(Y/n), please get your a** of my desk."

"Aww~Do I have to? Maybe if I open my legs, you'll change your mind, Lucifer?"

The black-haired male sighed and smacked your face with the packet that was in his gloved hands. A pout formed on your lips as you crossed your arms under your chest.

"You still smell of my younger brother." He started and flicked the pen around in his other hand.

"Huh?" You asked and looked down at your clothes. "But I showered and even took a flower soak."

Lucifer couldn't help but roll his eyes. "We're different than the other demons, and you know that. With stronger powers, our scents are also more potent. It'll take a lot longer for it to naturally go away."

You rolled your glimmering (e/c) orbs and looked down at your perfectly manicured nails. "Well, that sucks." You mumbled.

The eldest Avatar sighed while setting his paperwork on his desk and leaning back in his chair. His black and red gradient eyes bore into yours, silently observing the features that he had known for so long.

You were the one person who used to stand by his side in the Celestial Realm. Strongest amongst the strongest, the seraphim nobody could go against.

The only six-winged angel that stood just below god, and the only angel other than his sister that had also lost god's love.

There was a long period of time where he was without you, his only friend, and that was when you were cast away and sent here.

You had pledged to the Demon King before Diavolo's father, then the current Demon King, and soon you, in turn, would do the same to Lord Diavolo.

He could only describe you as the way you are now, constantly needing validation for having your own father despise the power that grew in your soul.

God made you who you were and cast you away when you weren't like the others.

"What's with that look?"

Lucifer blinked a few times before bringing a finger to his lips. "I was just thinking." He mumbled while training his attention on his paper-covered desk.

"About what?" You probed and sang it softly.

Your oldest friend didn't say anything for a moment before flickering his gaze back to yours. "Nothing in particular, really, but I'm also curious about how long you'll torture my younger brother."

His words made you groan and shake your head in annoyance. "However long I please." You retorted. "What he did absolutely broke my trust, the one thing that is most important to me."

"I know." The male replied.

A distant look displayed across your beautiful features as you looked towards his window. "As a demon, I want nothing but his suffering and pain. But...a part of me still yearns to be the angel I used to be, and regain my faith in even someone who wronged me."

"You want to forgive him?"

"Forgive? No, I'd rather die than ever forgive anybody at all."

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Shortly after you left to deal with some paperwork for Lord Diavolo, the fifth oldest demon brother arrived at his older brother's office.

His fist weakly knocked on the door, and he was let in after a quiet moment.

"How can I assist you, Asmodeus?" Lucifer sought while setting his pen down upon his desk.

The champagne-haired colored male relayed an awkward laugh and rubbed a hand across the back of his neck.

"I was wondering if I could speak to you about something."

Lucifer already knew what he wanted and leaned back in his chair. Again he placed a gloved finger against his lip and thought quickly to himself.

You were his closest friend, and there was a bond ever so strong the two of you shared. But the male before him was somebody he considered a brother, and that bond was just as strong.

"Sure, I'd be happy to be of help. What is it?"

"So..." Asmodeus started and thought about his words carefully. "(Y/n) and I are at a rocky period right now, and no matter what I do, she won't even talk with me about our situation."

Lucifer bore his gradient eyes into his brothers and inhaled deeply. "If it is a relationship problem between the two of you, then I suggest going to her than to me to complain about it."

The Avatar of Lust clicked his tongue and pouted, his arms crossing under his chest. "I tried." He whined. "I can't even get past the first sentence. She won't listen to me or hear me out. She barely even speaks to me, and the only time she even remotely notices me is when she's busy."

"Asmodeus." Lucifer started, and the way his deep voice called his brother's name caused him to jump in slight fright.

"You knew what you were getting yourself into both times. (Y/n) implanted her trust within you, and you broke it. Something she never gained from the father was forgiveness, and that will be your own undoing."

Asmodeus deflated, his shoulders slumping over as he sighed deeply. "I know." He replied.

"So let it be," Lucifer stated. Asmodeus raised an eyebrow and looked up at his brother.

"Huh?"

The eldest demon brother shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. "Move on. It's over between the two of you, and since (Y/n) has no plans of forgiving you, then I suggest that you not bother her with it anymore."

The younger brother's brows furrowed, and his lips pulled into a thin line. "But I-"

"But you what?" Lucifer asked. "You are not an angel in the celestial realm anymore. You are not the jewel of heaven anymore. You do not need to be loved and adored by all."

A sickly sweet smile appeared on the eldest demon brother's lips. "After all, if you didn't try to be loved by all, you might still be with (Y/n)."

Neither brother spoke, the room surrounded by an awkward bubble of silence. How right Lucifer was, and the simple fact stabbed a hole in Asmodeus's heart.

"But," Lucifer started and pulled out his D.D.D. He placed it on his desk while turning it on. "You are my brother, and (Y/n) is my best friend. The negativity that surrounds the both of you is rather unsightly and distracting. I will help you this one time, but you owe me."

A smile graced Asmodeus's well-cared-for face. "Thanks, Lucifer!"

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"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" Diavolo's voice filled your ears through your D.D.D.

"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?!" Clear sarcasm lacing your voice causes the prince to sigh.

"Lucifer would be rather upset if you destroyed the House of Lamentation."

You danced your nails across the dinner table as you listened to the demon prince. "It'll be fine~." You sang dramatically.

"He'll forgive me if I do."

"(Y/n)!"

At the sound of the front door opening, a sigh left your lips, and you cleared your throat. "Alright, he's here. I'll talk to you later and let you know what's up."

"Okay, don't kill him, (Y/n)."

"No promises, of course."

Turning off your cellular device, you leaned back in your chair and crossed your arms under your chest. When Asmodeus entered the dining room and saw you sitting there, a smile couldn't help but grace his lips.

"(Y/n)! Ah, you actually came!" He called out, running closer to your frame but halted once he witnessed the intense glare in your eyes.

"Listen, Avatar of Lust, I didn't agree to come here out of the kindness of my heart. I'm tired of you following me around like a lost kitty and begging to talk to me."

The demon brother visibly deflated but nodded his head. He took a seat at the chair next to you and swallowed strenuously.

"Well, on with it." You stared. "I don't have all day."

Asmodeus swallowed thickly while nodding his head slowly.

"I just want to say that I never meant to hurt you. I-I Just-"

"You just what?" You asked and leaned your cheek into your fist that was supported on the armrest of the chair.

The narcissistic demon struggled to speak; nothing in his mind seemed right enough to tell you.

"This is a waste of my time."

Asmodeus's heart thumped in his ears, and he thought you were going to walk off, but you stayed. You just sat there in the seat at the end of the table, unmoving.

Because of this, the demon brother thought that he might have a chance to really speak to you.

"I love you, (Y/n)."

His words made your eyes widen, and the sound of his melodic voice saying words that he used to say all the time tugged at your heartstrings.

But the visible shock on your face quickly disappeared, and you appeared stoic once again. "What nonsense are you spewing? I agreed to come here to listen to your excuses so you can get over it, not for you to say such foolishness."

Asmodeus could only give you a nervous smile and twiddle his thumbs. He couldn't help but feel belittled in your presence.

Even if he was the Avatar of Lust, you were somebody far more powerful than any of the demon brothers. You were made to be above others by god himself, and when he cast you out, it only made your power grow stronger.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n). I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. It was never my intention."

You stared at his beautifully crafted face with a blank expression. Neither of you said anything, just an uncomfortable bubble of silence that surrounded the two of you.

After a moment, you sighed deeply and shook your head. "I should have known better." You grumbled and flicked a strand (or braid) out of your face. "I really thought that a demon who only thinks and loves himself could ever do the same for me."

"But I do!" He interjected.

"But you don't." You responded smoothly.

Asmodeus's lips were clamped shut from your words. There wasn't much he could say or do because, at the end of the day, he was the one who did wrong.

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness-"

"I don't even know how to forgive." You responded, not even letting him finish his words. "What I am doesn't allow me to forgive."

The male swallowed strenuously and nodded his head slowly. "I know."

You groaned aloud and shook your head. "All I ever hear from you is 'I'm sorry' and 'I know', my patience is running thin, Avatar of Lust."

"What I did..." The demon brother started, barely able to meet your strong gaze. "It was unacceptable, and I can't take it back, no matter how many times I wish I could. I'm not trying to give myself excuses, but when it happened, I wasn't able to think about anything but having another person adoring me like how I used to be-"

That was it; you couldn't take it anymore. The anger that was boiling under the surface had become too great for you to hold back anymore.

"Shut the f*ck up!" You hissed, your body flinging out of the chair and your demon form taking over your normal appearance.

Red and black horns protruded past the hair on your head and curved into intricate designs. The red corset took the place of your shirt and cupped your breast, accentuating it.

Your bottom was covered by nothing but the deep black undergarments that were connected to the matching stockings.

Red bottoms protected your feet, and the sharp heel was already digging into the floor.

Your long obsidian-colored reptilian tail emerged from just above your bottom and slammed onto the floor with a heavy thud before swaying hauntingly in the air.

And finally, the last to transpire was your beautiful ebony-colored wings that flared out behind you.

The sight was just as beautiful as it was frightening, and before Asmodeus could even speak, the obsidian-glowing tail wrapped around his throat and squeezed, bringing him off the ground.

Choking noises were the only thing the male could do as he struggled against your tail. His colored nails dug into the extremity, attempting to free himself, but it was to no avail.

"P-Please..." He barely managed to get out.

You stared at him with an unaffected expression, even crossing your arms absentmindedly under your chest.

The color was draining from his face, and his struggle was starting to cease. At the sight of this, you released him only for your tail to carry him around his waist.

Asmodeus sucked in deeply heavy breaths, coughing aloud while you began walking out of the dining room and making your way upstairs.

Before he could even speak, he found that the two of you had arrived in his flowery and lavender-themed room.

Your tail flung him on the bed as black rope appeared in your pretty hands. You wasted no time binding his wrist to the columns of his canopy bed.

"(Y/n), what are you-" He stopped speaking when his gaze finally met yours, and he witnessed the absolutely deadly expression that had him cower back.

You took a seat next to his body and gripped onto his leg, just below his knee. "If we want to talk about how we used to be - of what we used to be - then I'll remind you."

It was enough of a shock to the champagne-haired colored male. You never spoke of what had happened to you, or your life as an angel in the celestial realm.

What he knew was from what Lucifer and Lord Diavolo had told him. And it wasn't much.

"A seraphim, the highest-ranking angel with six wings. Like how you used to be Jewel of Heaven, they called me the goddess of ascendancy." You started while your gorgeous wings twitched.

"When father made me, he wanted somebody like him that could understand his struggles. He wanted somebody to emphasize with, and he didn't realize that it would in then create me, a woman."

You spoke the last word with venom that the champagne hair colored male could feel the hate.

"My gender wasn't a problem after first; no, it was the power that I gained from him people that continued to grow endlessly. Could you believe that God began to fear a woman because she gained too much trust from the humans and angels?"

There was a grin on your lips, but it was anything but pleasant or kind.

"By gaining their trust and belief, I had grown in power. That feared God, and it was no help that as a female, I was seen above the other males. Above Micheal, above Raphiel, and even above god. A woman wasn't supposed to take the main role; she's only supposed to be a supporting persona."

Your grip on his knee grew tight.

"I was loved and adored by all until God declared me a sinner. Declaring that I grew narcissistic and cared only for myself. Claiming that I grew wicked and unholy."

Your (e/c) orbs flickered up to meet his gradient ones.

"So then he cast me down from the celestial realm and forbade me from ever leaving the demon world. And I can still remember like it was yesterday how much it ached to be here. The heavenly powers I gained dissipated, and I was left empty, weak, and in undeniable pain."

Your grip on his knee weakened, and you moved your hand to be on his upper thigh.

"And then The Demon King before our current one came to me and saved me. He helped convert me to a demon, and then I realized what I truly should have been. I was the angel of trust and faith, but then I became something even greater. A demoness of dominance and supremacy."

Slowly you removed your hand from his body and placed it where your heart lay. "Instead of gaining trust and faith through confession, I gained it through the mutual trust of intimacy when I dominated."

You gave him a coy grin.

"If there's no trust between the two, then there was never any consent. I go as far as my partner wants, and there is an agreement that If I were to go too far that I would stop. The power I gained from something that connected two deeply was far greater than what I had ever received as an angel."

Your thick reptilian tail danced behind your figure menacingly.

"But just because I was a demoness didn't mean that I was evil. I abide by my mutual agreements and never took anything too far. I know what I used to be, and I understand that I can no longer be that. And I don't mind because the freedom I have now is something I never realized I desperately wanted."

Slowly you began to crawl on the bed and over that male's body. You brought your face close to the other demon and stared at him with an unreadable expression.

"My sole purpose is to gain trust, and I gave it away to someone for the first time. I gave you my all and even fully committed to someone for the first time ever."

You brought a hand to his face and made him stare into your glimmering orbs. "For years we were together, I gave all my trust to you, and I was starving. I didn't obtain any more from anyone since I was with you. And you don't even understand how terrible it was. How I could never be full and always felt like I was missing something. But I didn't do anything about it because I loved you."

And then you laughed hysterically.

"Then I felt it one day." You hummed and moved your hand down to be above his heart. "This burning sensation in my soul that took away all my strength. And at that moment, I knew something I gave away was broken."

Pressing your hand down against his shirt, the male suddenly hissed, pain erupting in his beating organ that knocked the wind out of him.

"The promise we made to be committed only to each other was broken. And in so, it was as if my own soul was being split apart."

Harder, you pressed, and the louder the male screamed.

"You have no idea how much it hurt." Your glare was sinister. "How betrayed I felt."

And then your hands rose to his throat, where you squeezed with unimaginable strength. A strength that already had his throat bruising.

"I trusted you, I gave you my strength, my reason to live, only for you to throw it in my face because I wasn't enough, right? My love and trust weren't enough; you needed it from others, right!? Everything is only about you, right!?"

Asmodeus struggled to speak, tugging on the rope, and even when he transformed into his demon form, he was unable to break loose from your constraints.

"(Y/n)...please." He could barely get out.

As if coming to your senses, you quickly released his bruised throat and looked down at your hands. "Ah, it seems I'm rather angry."

Asmodeus coughed, pathetically inhaling air as tears couldn't help but fall from his orange and yellow gradient orbs.

When you saw the salty liquid flowing down his pale face, you displayed a fake expression of affection. "Aww." You cooed and leaned forward, your tongue tasting his tears of grief and impediment.

"Maybe I'm just pinning it all on you. Maybe I failed as a lover. Maybe I failed to give you what you needed."

You smiled at him, your canines showing as you slowly sat down on his lap. Your nails resting on his clothed abbs.

And then you pressed down, a hiss leaving his lips.

"Nah."

Giggling, you lowered one of your hands to his crotch, where you palmed him softly.

"I never failed. I did everything in my power to make our relationship work. I gave you everything."

He was being degraded, and forced to come to terms with what he had done. But he couldn't hate you; he just couldn't.

It was no help that you sat on top of him, touching him like how you used to before. His arms were bound like before, and he was left with no power.

You witnessed the tent in his pants grow, his member hardening beneath his black slacks. Of course, he was reacting like this; how could the wh*re not?

Slowly as if you had all the time in the world, you undid his zipper and pulled his semi-hard c*ck out of the slit in his boxers.

It was slightly pink, the head a tint dark, and already had a clear liquid leaking from the hole. You hummed at the sight, slowly placing a smooch on the tip.

"You loved when I kissed it."

Your voice rumbled against his member, it twitching in your hold and growing slightly harder. Asmodeus swallowed thickly, his lidded eyes watching your face, your lips, your tongue licking him.

You trailed the flat end of your tongue from the base of his shaft up to his head. Your saliva smeared across the surface and dripped onto your hand that clasped around his member at the bottom.

The demon brother's body twitched, his breathing growing ragged while his body was becoming hot. Soft, barely audible grunts left his lips, and you could tell he was trying to hold himself back.

That was unacceptable.

"You loved it when I took you all in my mouth."

Your lips parted, widening as you engulfed his member within your mouth. "H-Hng~!" A moan he couldn't hold back echoed in his room.

You pushed him farther, letting him reach the back of your throat as you lowered yourself on him. The Avatar of Lust tugged at his restraints, his hands balling into a fist while his hips bucked upwards.

He could feel the sweat oozing from the pores on the back of his neck, dampening his hair and the collar of his shirt.

Your tight throat wrapped around his member, and his whole body spasmed. "Sh*t~"

You looked up at him, your cheeks hollowed and drool dribbling down the corner of your lips. Your eyes connected with his gradient ones, and you saw so much l*st.

Pulling back until only the head of his c*ck lay on your tongue, you grazed your teeth like a feather touch over the sensitive tip.

Asmodeus's hips bucked upwards, his member being pushed back down into your throat. His actions caused your eyes to harden.

Immediately you removed his member from your mouth, lifting your head as saliva dripped down onto his shirt.

"Did I say you could do that?" You asked and slowly sat back in between his legs. "This is your punishment."

Asmodeus was already panting, his breathing broken and unrhythmic. "(Y/n), please." He begged, but you shook your head.

Your fingers wrapped around his slimy c*ck and began pumping up and down. Warm hands, hot sticky saliva, all of it adding to the pleasure that was shooting through his veins.

His stomach tingled, contracting slightly as the pleasurable sensations filled his veins. He was feeling so good.

Pre-c*m was leaking from his hole, and you made sure to lean forward and lick at it like a kitten would with milk.

Asmodeus was already starting to feel feverish, as if the temperature in the room had risen. It was taking everything in him to not beg, to plead for more.

He knew he couldn't, this was his punishment, and no matter how badly he just wanted to beg he would never get anywhere.

His teeth grit as he presses his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Those bound wrists of his grew raw, red, and bruising so darkly.

His d*ck throbbed painfully, aching for more than just your hand. He wanted your warm throat back around him, squeezing as more and more of your saliva drenched his boxers and pants.

And to his pleasure, your mouth returned back to engulfing his tip. Rolling and sucking while your hands pumped along his long shaft.

"F-F*ck." He grunted in a low, muffled voice.

His leg's tingled, slightly overstimulated. His balls ached to be touched, for your mouth around him like before.

Asmodeus's stomach contracted, his ribs pressing against his skin as a tight tingling sensation in his abdomen formed.

He was going to c*m soon. He was going to reach his high and become enveloped in the euphoric sensation of his org*sm.

Beads of sweat dripped down from the side of his forehead and trailed down his jaw. Everything was so hot as if he was too close to the sun for comfort.

Closer and closer is org*sm rose. Bordering near to the edge of his high but not quite reaching it.

He grunted, his c*ck twitching in your grasp, sending the sensation through all his veins. He was going to c*m the more you kept at it.

It has been so long since the male was overstimulated like this, desperately aching to reach his high.

The demon male felt like he would f*cking die if he didn't c*m. It was torture, and he hated that he deserved this.

A tear of frustration fell from his left eye. You were pumping your hand faster than before now that you knew is org*sm was so close.

It was right there. Right there. Taunting him with the fact that he had yet to reach it.

And he was about to reach it...until you pulled away. His gradient eyes bulged out of their sockets, his mouth hanging open like a window.

"N-No...No!" He tugged, hauling at the restraints around his wrist. His breathing was erratic, his legs squeezing against your own while his hips bucked upwards.

"(Y/n)."

You shook your head while stepping away from his body and off the bed. Saliva and pre-c*m dripped from the corners of your lips and down your chin.

Your hands were covered, slick and sticky from everything. Mindlessly you wiped it on his lavender-colored blanket and stained it, uncaring.

"You hated it when I denied you your org*sms." You mumbled almost to yourself before training your gaze to meet his. "But tonight, you definitely deserved it."

He whimpered like a brat, his cheeks reflective from the tears that had fallen.

You observed your appearance in the mirror of his vanity against the wall. Flushed cheeks, puffy plump lips, but eyes that looked so annoyed.

It was a mirror you used to gaze into before when you were with the demon brother. And now you were gazing into it once more.

Slowly you turned back to gaze upon the mess of a brother that lay constrained to his own bed. Ah, you used to love him so much.

Care for him with everything in your heart. The effort you put in really was all just a waste of time.

What a waste of time.

"Asmodeus."

The male shivered from the tone of your voice. He swallowed hard and looked up at you.

"How much do you want me?"

You crawled back on his large bed, your legs caging his hips as you grasped his cheeks in your hands.

"I want you so bad, (Y/n). I miss you so f*cking much."

You didn't say anything, thinking, just thinking about everything. There was so much going on and a lot you had to confront.

"Please, (Y/n). Please love me."

Blinking at his words, you took a shaky breath.

"I wish I could."

The male shifted his head and kissed your palm before continuing down your wrist. "I'm sorry." He whispered against your skin.

His words made you sigh heavily. "You are a special one." You mumbled and leaned forward so your lips could connect with his.

Immediately your tongue had entered his mouth, tasting sweet candy but also his favorite Mango-Flavored Little Devil's Gelatin Parfait.

It had been so long since you tasted such a sweet dessert, so long since you tasted it on him.

While your lips moved in sync, one of your hands snaked down and unbuttoned his sleeveless black shirt. His abs were free, and you couldn't help but drag your nails against the firm muscles.

And then, when your fingertips grazed against his semi-hard cock - the demon brother flinched - his hips bucking as he gasped within the kiss.

Pulling completely away from his face, you licked your lips and began pushing his pants completely down.

You stopped once it reached his knees and pumped his slimy member.

"(Y-(Y/n)." He hummed and leaned back against his pillows. Your other hand went to your undergarment, pushing it aside and pressing the tip against your entrance.

Slowly you lowered your body, feeling as the head of his member stretch your walls. The male sucked in a breath, his adam's apple bobbing while he watched himself be enveloped by your body.

The more you lowered down, the more you could feel the prominent veins on his shaft that protruded against the skin.

Pressing your pretty hands into his abbs, you didn't stop moving until he was fully inside and pressing against the entrance to your womb.

Asmodeus's gradient eyes were half-lidded, his lips parting with his head leaning back against the pillows. He was succumbing completely to your warm wet walls that felt like heaven.

He was twitching already, grunting already, and you hadn't even done anything yet. It was no surprise; you were just so good at it all.

"Enjoying yourself?" You asked with a slight giggle at the end.

The Avatar of Lust nodded his head almost in a drunken manner. He once again pulled at the black rope and hissed at the blazing pain of his raw skin.

"Good." You whispered while bringing your face to his neck. Your wet lips kissed at his pale skin, bringing about a blazing heat underneath his body.

Gradually your hips raised, your bottom in the air as only the tip remained within your velvety walls. You could feel his chest's unnatural rising and fall from his deep breaths.

And when you drove yourself back down against his crotch, his whole body quivered. Your name spewed out of his mouth with a desperate cry.

His head was thrown back, the bruised skin of his throat on display as well as the sweat that coated his pale skin.

Your hips moved with a rhythm, the muscles of your thighs flexing while you used your strength to keep yourself steady.

Like a flip of a switch, like magic, Asmodeus was a complete mess. Spewing incoherent words and moans.

You moved up his jaw leaving behind kisses until you reached his lips. You wanted to taste him again with an urgent need.

The pleasure, the passion, the desire, it was so strong and shared by the two of you. Sweaty bodies pressing against each other and lips moving together in a desperate manner.

Asmodeus once again felt it. That unbearably tight tingling sensation in his abdomen, signifying he reached the peak of his org*sm.

It had his c*ck twitching, pulsating inside of you. His pre-c*m was leaking and smearing his crotch with the white thick liquid.

"I'm gonna c*m soon." He mumbled in between your wet kisses. His voice was so coarse and guttural you almost couldn't believe it came from the male.

A smile formed on your lips as you pulled away to look down at him. He looked so cute with those pink cheeks and bruised lips.

The male licked his lips and heaved a shaky breath when you suddenly started to grind slow, hard, and stimulating.

"C-Can I-" He could barely get the words out. Grunts and groans reverberated against his toned chest.

"What~?" You asked and cocked your head to the side. "Say it. Come on~. Be a big boy and tell me what you want~."

He breathed deeply, muscles flexing and his skin contracting against his collarbone. "Please...Please let me c*m inside."

A grin formed on your lips, your canines on display with a laugh echoing in the room.

"Huh...?" You hummed. "You think you deserve it?"

"Please." He breathed out, staring into your beautiful glimmering orbs. "Please...I'm begging you, (Y/n). I'm right there."

You didn't say anything for a moment. Asmodeus was unsure of what you were going to do but smiled when you leaned forward to kiss his lips.

His whole body was throbbing so painfully so that he just couldn't wait to c*m. Especially inside of you, which used to be his favorite spot.

There he was at his peak, where his abdomen contracted. His balls tensed, and his c*ck twitched.

He was about to c*m, but the sudden warmth around him disappeared. His eyes flew open, shock overfilling him when he saw your body off of his and your mouth replacing where your c*nt used to be.

He didn't have any time to complain or whine when he felt his org*sm hit. His abdomen tightened, his muscles flexed, and sweat dripped down the back of his neck as he finally came.

Asmodeus's hit his head this time against the headboard, but he made no reaction to the pain. Every desirable undescribable emotion flooded through his veins like adrenaline.

Your lips pressed against his tip, your hands pumping his length as he shot thick hot jets of his c*m onto his sweaty abs.

His stomach was covered, shimmering in his bodily fluids. The demon was trembling, huffing while breathing shaky breaths.

"There? Happy now that you came?" You asked, pulling away from his now limp member and removing your hands as well.

Asmodeus scrunched his nose fiercely, his brows furrowed in disappointment while shaking his head. "I thought you were"

"No." You interjected before he could finish. "You didn't deserve it."

His lips trembled, crocodile tears falling, which caused you to roll your eyes. You undid the rope to his wrist, the restraints disappearing into thin air.

"Now that it's all over. I hope you can finally get over this. I hope you can finally leave me alone." You told him while wiping your mouth with your forearm.

"But...I don't want to."

"But I don't care."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 signing out

[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”

[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!”

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𝓞𝓫𝓮𝔂 𝓜𝓮! 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓛𝓲𝓼𝓽

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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)

[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 💘

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