#points at the sinner asking this

[rius-cave]

Adam Farmer talk made me think of the following: Your standard "Everyone's alive and Human[because when most of the cast are the souls of dead humans, both must be specified]," AU where the general perception by most characters of Adam is as a dickish punk rocker [and in Charlie's case, her Mom's ex-husband]. Most of the cast assumes him to be a semi-deadbeat rocker who probably works part time at a hardware store or something to fund going around for gigs, but no.

He owns an incredibly successful Farm+Ranch [New Eden Acres, named after his dad's old farm which failed for reasons totally not related to Adam's Ex-wife and Ex-best friend who fucked his wife] and has a masters in botany.

Everyone is deeply confused when they find out. Adam could go on a thirty minute monologue about different kinds of squash and proper growing cycles.

THAT'S SO CUTE I NEED THAT. Farmer!Adam should be more widespread. We have enough sinner!Adam, we have enough rocker!Adam, where is my support for farmer!Adam?????

[blue-rose-soul]

How does Heaven react once the news of Alastor being Lucifer's son gets out in The Devil's Bastard AU and the Raised Together/Kid!Alastor branches? They certainly won't be happy that Lucifer has been going to earth in secret. Given Alastor isn't Hellborn I could also see them arguing for him to be killed or sealed in some way. "Nephilim of his sort were wiped out for a reason after all, right?"

Weeping, I started to answer this then accidentally refreshed the page and lost everything I'd typed. Lemme see if I can remember all my thoughts...

Their first major concern would not be Alastor himself. Not that another branch of the Morningstar bloodline isn't cause for alarm, but with Charlie as a precedent and Alastor's carnage restricted to Hell itself, he's a secondary concern to Hell's leadership. Their primary concern surrounds the fact that Lucifer broke the terms of his banishment and left Hell an unknown number of times without them being aware. While they watched him closely in the beginning of Hell, fearing he would attempt to retaliate against Heaven, in the three hundred thousand years since his Fall* they've clearly grown complacent. They're fearful of what kind of evil he may have sown on Earth, or if he's created any more yet undiscovered offspring who may be corrupting mortal souls. Could Lucifer's visits to the living world be the reason Earth is in such a miserable state?

(It's not, but of course they'd like an easy answer, one little problem they can snuff out that will fix everything forever.)

Sera orders Lucifer to meet with her in the Heaven Embassy and she brings along a couple of archangels* as backup to ensure he doesn't try anything. She wants Lucifer on the defensive. Lucifer does have some leverage though thanks to Adam's pettiness. For one, Heaven promising not to touch hellborn wasn't dependent on Lucifer adhering to his banishment. The exterminations came a long, long time after the Fall. Even if it was though, no one in Heaven, least of all Adam, even knew about Lucifer's excursions until after the final extermination. Adam knowingly choosing to target Charlie - not just a random hellborn but Lucifer's daughter who had absolutely zero ill will towards Heaven and only wanted to protect sinners - out of nothing more than malicious spite, gives Lucifer a leg to stand on when it comes to negotiating with Sera. She knew what Adam intended to do because he'd declared his intention to Charlie in front of Heaven's court, but she did nothing to stop him. On top of which, Sera also can't provide any evidence of Lucifer leading humans towards evil acts on Earth because he never did anything like that. Even in the rare cases of cults forming to worship him, they were done independently by humans who had no idea what Lucifer was really like and Lucifer himself had no contact with them. In other words, Sera in breaking her word to Lucifer caused more harm to him and his than Lucifer did to her and hers in breaking his banishment.

In the end, Lucifer is able to get Heaven to back down from trying to imprison him or Alastor. He agrees to increased surveillance - he hasn't gone back to Earth since his meeting with Nicaise anyway - and calls an end to the meeting.

And then as soon as he sets foot through the front doors of the hotel he promptly passes out from the stress overload.

(*Early modern humans started out in Africa approximately 300,000 years ago, so I'm timing Lucifer's Fall to align with that.)

(*I was going to say Michael at first since he seems like a popular Bible character to adapt into Hazbin Hotel fanon, but with him supposedly being the leader of Heaven's armies, I feel like he clashes with Adam as the leader of the exorcists. So now I have this headcanon that after Lucifer's banishment, Michael fell into a depression of his own. He spiraled deeper and deeper until ultimately he retired from his position which was then passed to Adam.)

[onesidedradiostatic]

Mamon x Adam is my fav crackship. I hate them both theyre perfect lmao

true they should make out

ALSO I LOVE HOW THERE'S ACTUALLY FUCKING CONTENT IN THE TAG FOR THEM HOLY SHIT LMAO

this is amazing

[your-fave-is-christian]

I have a dumb question, and I really hope this doesn’t sound rude. What’s the logic for some of the characters? Like, if they’re the “hero” in their storyline, but they don’t seem to follow Biblical doctrine… does that even count? I’m sorry if that sounds snotty; I don’t mean to have an attitude.

No, you're fine!!

Short answer: I don't know, I'm not the one sending in the characters 😂

But really I would say there's not necessarily a consistent logic that they have to fit. That's part of the beauty of Christianity, isn't it? Anyone who repents and believes is welcome; it's not limited to any certain type of people. For the characters people are sending in here, I think there are a few categories. There are some that fit what you said, who already hold Christian morals and who one could easily headcanon as being Christian within the story. Sometimes people send in villains who they want to have redemption arcs and become Christian. Sometimes it's characters who are Christian; mostly it's characters people would like to see become Christian.

[hazbinsponsoredbyvee]

The duet between Lucifer and Alastor made me mad specifically one line.

“Who’s been here since day one” -Alastor

Bitch you were not there since day one, you showed up after the interview with Katie kill joy. Day one probably would have been when she first had the idea of opening the hotel, miss me with that bullshit.

Charlie also made me mad when Alastor was dealing with the loan sharks and she stated that Alastor has faith in her.

Excuse me like girl he told you from the beginning that you would not succeed and like everyone else he said it was a joke. Congrats on proving him and everyone else wrong. But where in the dictionary does it say that having faith in someone is telling them their hopes and dreams is something to be LAUGHED AT!!!!!!!

AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!

*flips table, and walks away angrily* 😡

"So, I took a bit of creative liberty for the sake of the song. 'Since day one' simply had a better ring to it than 'since shortly into the start of your endeavor, and certainly since before your father showed any interest in coming around'. Charlie understood the point I was making, and that is what matters. And while I may not have believed in this little project of hers from the start, I still supported her. It may not be quite the same as having faith in her, but the end result is still the same. Which I believe is what she was getting at."

[mortiflyer]

Idek why I’m on tumblr airing my frustrations i don’t think any of you guys are delusional enough to call Jan a doper?? The situation is just…annoying and I need somewhere to put my thoughts

[ghostlyheart]

i've been considering the new pope of it all and kinda ripped the growing up gay catholic scab off that i hadnt thought about in a while. oops

[dameferre]

[through tears] you people are so fucking stupid

[allastoredeer]

Couldn't Pentagram City be easily accessible through tunnels? Like, long highway tunnels through the mountains? Or maybe an underground train system connecting Pentagram with other Circles outside of the mountains surrounding it? The I.M.P. Headquarters is in Imp City and Imp City is point blank established to either BE the Second Circle or be IN the Second Circle. I have a hard time imagining one Circle being inside of another. Why bother calling it a Circle then? It would just be another Pent. City district like you were saying before. But an underground subway system or even just a bunch of highway tunnels through the mountains seem like a simple solution for how Sinners are able to how to get Imp City to hire I.M.P.

Tunnels would make sense. I mean, Moxxie drove Blitz's van from the Sloth ring to the Wrath Ring when Stolas got birdnapped in "Western Energy."

Unless there's some kind of separate elevator for transportation. We DID see a hangar for the chopper that brought Blitz, Moxxie, and Millie to the Greed Ring in "Ex's and Oohs"

Which says Elevator Hangar 3. So maybe there's similar elevator add-on's for different modes of transportation. Given that the elevator shaft looks like it goes directly up, either there's an elevator for vehicles, or that's the steepest, most terrifying tunnel in existence.

Underground highways and tunnels would be a very good way to get from Circle to Circle. It still makes me wonder if the Overlords would try to expand their influence beyond Pentagram City. There's no reason why they wouldn't try if they're permitted in other Circles, and yet we don't VoxTek anywhere out of the Pent. City - considering Vox is capitalism incarnate, I can't see him passing up that opportunity. But, like an another Anon said, it could just be due to copyright.

LOL I do love how we're all having an in-depth conversation about transportation and dubious locations in Hell when the whole thing is just handwaved in the show or can be explained away with Hell magic. We're like a bunch of little scientists dissecting air.

It might pointless in the end. but we're having fun doing it.

[fowlblue]

The Magician’s Assistant: The seven Six Sins

(they’re not all designed yet but I wanna go ahead and jot this down so…)

So, in Max’s world, there’s the human realm (where he and Florence are, as well as some other cast members), and then there’s the Underworld- this is the realm of demons, and a large portion of it is overseen by the Deadly Sins, which behave similarly to organized crime within the Underworld. Usually, demons can’t travel to the human realm on their own, but the Sins are powerful enough to not only do so, but to influence the human realm. They use this to further their own power and ambitions, with their strength already being well beyond an average demon’s.

The Sins are:

Superio (Pride)-

Superio is the ‘big boss’ of the entire organization- arrogant, selfish and cruel, he’s every inch the personality powerhouse to back up his overconfidence. He’s manipulative, magnetic and charming, always looking to further his own ends- despite this, he does take his job seriously and views a slight directed at the Sins to be a slight directed unto himself.

(he/him)

He is the one working most closely with The Master- the two have a… ‘confusing’ relationship.

Most resembles a classic red devil.

Appears in reflective surfaces.

Generally skilled in magic- in terms of unique abilities, he grows bigger and stronger the more confident he feels. The weakness of this, however, is that ‘wounded pride’, for him, is very literal.

Fascinated by magic tricks and showbiz.

Mynah (Greed)-

For Mynah, there’s no such thing as wanting nothing. Overseeing the Underworld’s casinos, Mynah too takes his job seriously… if only for the money and power it brings him. Welcoming in personality but easily distracted, he’s a good host- if someone decides to start trouble, or doesn’t like how their bets have played out, however, they’ll find themselves another golden statue littering the casino floor.

(he/him, occasionally they/them)

Four arms (all the better to play the tables with).

Always covered in absurd amounts of jewelry. He’s almost painful to look at directly.

In a ‘situationship’ with Superio.

‘Midas touch’ ability, alongside manipulating other valuables, like silver or gemstones. Crafts jewelry for himself as a hobby- crafts magic, soul-stealing jewelry for others as a sidegig.

Big believer in hustle culture.

Ira (Wrath)-

Ira, true to her name, hates just about everything- and that’s hardly an exaggeration. She hates her job, she hates her coworkers, and someone so much as bumping into her in the hallway is enough to send her into a rage. It’s a real pity, because she’s genuinely good at her job, and might possibly be the most powerful (physically) of the Sins- of everything, however, she hates battle the least, and thus is always the first to leap into combat on the turn of a dime.

(she/her)

Dragon-like in appearance and abilities.

Lacks magical ability beyond manipulating fire, but she cannot be harmed by mortal weapons, though she can be injured by her own strength (such as crashing into something).

Smart, but short-sighted and easily tricked when she’s in a rage. Skilled tactician.

The only thing that she doesn’t seem to mind much is being by herself, where it’s quiet and no one is around to bother her.

Wounds glow and bleed gold.

Gluttiere (Gluttony)-

Gluttiere is every inch a party animal- proud (co)owner of most of the Underworld’s nightlife, he eats, sleeps and breathes overindulgence. Drugs (manufactured at his command), alcohol, food and fun, he doesn’t believe in limitation or abstinence, and will push those around him far beyond their limits in the pursuit of a good time. He’s friendly and funny, but ultimately, a bad trip.

(he/him)

Insect-like.

He and Luxurio behave like brothers.

Heavily drawn to sweet, sugary things, especially mead.

Presence is intoxicating to mortals, and he’s prone to creating a ‘hive-mind’ of those partying with him, especially those that have eaten his food or drinks.

Those who consume too much of his offerings break down like melting candy. This fuels his power.

Not built for combat and usually lets his partygoers fight for him. Will try to talk someone out of battle before it reaches that point.

Gets extremely upset at the thought of someone not liking him. He craves attention and will throw a fit if ignored.

Luxurio (Lust)-

The fellow owner of the Underworld’s nighttime scene, Luxurio has different interests- those of satisfaction and want. Quick to grow fixated but quicker to get bored, Luxurio hops from object of interest to object of interest fast as rabbit. Shallow and selfish, Luxurio would much rather get his kicks than start a fight, especially when it causes problems between others.

(he/him)

Rabbit-like in appearance.

Changes outfits/hairstyles constantly- uses shapeshifting magic at times to alter his appearance (and better screw with someone)

Takes pleasure in causing infidelity and treats the resulting damage like a soap opera.

Ability to make clones/copies of himself, though these are mindless and cannot speak.

Enjoys performing for others.

Teams up with Gluttiere to pester the other Sins.

Acedia (Sloth)-

Acedia embodies feelings of loneliness, apathy and nihilism, rarely inclined to anything to help or hinder the Sins’ cause. Finding amusement in others’ hopelessness and frustration, Acedia only makes appearances when needed and offers nothing of substance to meetings- despite this, their ability to instill inaction in others and their skills in perception and manipulation keep them under the Sin’s payroll.

(they/she)

Deep sea-coded- very tall.

Hair always appears wet, though she never leaves water behind where she walks.

Presence instills tightness of the chest and feelings of apathy and hopelessness in others.

While they’re never angry or vengeful, they have a cruel streak.

Lazy- enjoys tormenting others and is very powerful, but won’t instigate or continue battle if it looks like it’s going to be difficult.

Ability to turn solid surfaces to liquid and vice-versa (water -> ice, etc)

[draculacunt]

my friend trusts me………..

[rattkinng]

My least favorite thing? Walking into a new food place (sandwiches, burgers, etc.) And finding out its a Build-Your-Own. Nonono, Subway is the only place allowed to do that, everyone else needs to shut up and give me a damn menu.

[slimepuparibaba]

18+ NSFW CALEB HEADCANON, HEAR ME OUT! IF YOU ARE A MINOR THIS IS YOUR ONLY WARNING DO NOT TOUCH THIS WITH A 90-FOOT-POLE

ALSO I SOUND LIKE A MADMAN BUT HEAR ME OUT OK JUST... JUST HEAR ME OUT--

caleb gets worse and more depraved the longer sex goes on

HEAR ME OUT. JUST... JUST HEAR ME OUT.

The more he has you, the less restraint he has. by the time you're spent, he's PROBABLY STILL GOING SO LONG AS YOU DON'T ASK HIM TO STOP OR YOU DO NOT USE THE SAFE WORD (he abides by safe word and is heavy on consent, never assume otherwise)

It'll start with him on top of you, probably being rough (because let's be so real here Caleb is a freak and you are too), doing the usual, he'd encourage you to squirt, to cum, he'd whisper how filthy you are and how you're so perfect for him. he'll ask if you're aware about the size difference between you and him and how he could easily crush you, how he could ruin you for anyone else (oh but you would like that, wouldn't you baby? is probably what he'd ask)

I'M SAYING HE GETS WORSE AS TIME GOES ON. LET ME COOK HERE—HE GETS EXPONENTIALLY WORSE AND MORE UNHINGED THE LONGER THE SEX CONTINUES.

you think you're getting overstimulated? man's trying to get his cock milked over and over again, he's AIMING to be overstimulated. he wants to feel the warmth, the tightness, he wants to merge your flesh into one because HE IS THAT OBSESSED WITH YOU—

at some point he'd lose it entirely, start rambling about other things you could do.

"want me to tie you up, huh? use that little baton from when we first reunited, that thing in interrogations? oh you want that soooo bad don't you? want a collar around your little neck, want me to leash you and drag you around the room? you want me in uniform, want me to be gloved, spank you for misbehaving? how about i use my evol, fuck you against the wall, the ceiling? zero gravity even, drag you down on my cock? or maybe you wanna resonate, huh? wanna hear the disgusting things i think about, feel the way i feel whenever i thrust in and out of you?"

YEAH HE RAMBLES MORE THE LONGER THE SEX GOES ON. BECAUSE HE'S LOSING HIS GODDAMN MIND.

like he will start spouting out the most depraved thoughts he has of you the longer it goes, confessions spilling from his mouth. he's good at restraining, really, he is, but the longer he's inside you, the more of you he's tasted, THAT MAN? GONE. RESTRAINT? BYEEEEEEE

because you feel so good, and now his moans are turning into full on whimpers, and the moment you start seeming tired, and the moment he knows you've been going for WAY TOO LONG, he'll start bargaining

"I promise this'll end in seven minutes, just seven more minutes, need seven more minutes in heaven with you please please, please just please—"

and then when you PASS that seven minute mark (he's so invested), he finally becomes so whiny and apologizing

"I'm a filthy dog, they're right, I'm a disgusting mutt, I'm a beast, I'm a gross pervert, all I want is to take you and break you and rebuild you and mold you, I want you all to myself, I want to keep you here forever and fuck you like this forever, fuck, I'm a selfish disgusting bastard, I can't—"

he'll start raving on and on about how addicted he is, how he can't live without you, how you feel so good that he can't breathe, how he wants to stay right there with you, never leave, keep you there, breed you, and how he knows that he's a gross, disgusting pervert who's so honed in on fucking you out of your mind because it feels too good, he loves you so much, he needs you, he CRAVES you, but he's such a disgusting person and you're a divine being that's giving a sinner like him a chance--

Promise when he comes down from his high or you say the safe word that he'll return to normal and probably regret pushing it too far, ask if he did too much, etc.

he'll give you aftercare, he'll help you if you feel wobbly, he'll apologize over and over again for pushing your limits, say that you did so well and thank you for putting up with him...

...just... just know if you encourage him he will get even worse and you are in trouble

This man needs to be restrained and he would gladly BE restrained cuz the moments restraints are off and he gets a piece of you, KNOW HE WILL GET EXPONENTIALLY WORSE

(and if you're into that you should rile him up actually)

[primordialruin]

Replace JC with Lilith -

Hey, Lilith, Lilith, won't you fight for me?

[alrightbuckaroo]

From old west wip please Ada since you’re well aware of my obsession <333 Do you have soul, field, and comfort in the doc 👀

Hello D!

Soul and Field are SUCH good words, I wish you could have seen the face I made when I realized they were nowhere to be found in this story! That said, I'm sure they're show up eventually (I mean they have to) so for now I'll give you:

TK takes comfort in the words, wears them like a wool blanket.

Send me a word, any word, and if it’s in my WIP document I’ll answer your ask with the sentence or line it appears in.

[willyoubemycherryy]

No Guidance (Stack.M x R)

Summary: You’re just getting to the good part.

Contains: Flirting, some smut, Mary slander, cursing, everyone has a southern accent, platonic smoke with reader, a little dancing, MARY SLANDER, and I don’t care I don’t fucking like her, this is for the _ strictly for the _, kissing, making out, a hint of manhandling, established relationship, choking, allusions to sex and one brief flashback of some impact play, Michael B Jordan fine as hell, fine enough to bring me out of retirement

-There’s just not enough mindless smut of sinners, almost no x reader bc they’re all OC 😔 and please tell me how we feel about the daddy thing bc Stack screams daddy kink and in the next part👀…

A/N: act like I’ve been here the whole time.

⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢⌢ ﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉﹉୨♡୧﹉﹉﹉﹉

“Uh-uh. We not doin’ none of that. Not tonight. Get ta steppin’”.

You level a look at the pale woman standing in the doorway, raising an eyebrow when she crosses her arms- fixing you with a glare of her own. She really was lucky you 50 percent Christian- otherwise, you’d have turned her every way but inside out.

It was no surprise that Mary was there- given her history with Elias or “Stack”. Of course she’d come running the minute she heard he was back in town along with his brother and cousin…but running to where? Not up in here.

“I ain’t goin’ nowhere cause I have business in there.” Mary points the loud crowded space behind you and you push your shoulder from off the side of the doorway. You knew all about Mary. You may have empathized a little with her but you damn sure didn’t like her. She was the past in a future that needed her gone in order to make it and her refusal in understanding that irked you immensely. To you, she was selfish- plain and simple.

“You also ‘bout to have a foot up yo ass because the only business in there is the one my man is tendin’ to and you can’t possibly be talkin’ ‘bout him?” You pose it like a question but you leave no room for debate in your voice.

She was there for Stack. She wasn’t getting Stack.

Your question was met with a scoff but otherwise silence. Mmhm. That’s what you thought. Stepping back, you get ready to close the door since you were not about to stand and argue with Mary all night; fixing her with the same ugly glare she always gives you before leaning down to whisper in her face,

“Go be a good bitch and find a new master or I’ll be the one to walk you.”

Slamming the door with a satisfied grin, you turn around to go find a friend of yours and ask her to watch the door. It took some convincing since she was the strict one out of your group but it had to be her because as much as you love the twins and trust their judgment (mostly), Cornbread could not be the one to watch the door the entire night. After agreeing that you’ll owe her one, you leave to grab a drink of your own and judging by the look on Smoke’s face as you pass him- you didn’t look happy.

“Ooh. Who did it?” He drawls out as his eyebrows draw together in a slight frown. He knew about his brother and Mary’s sordid past because of course he did but he also knew how you and Stack have been since day 1.

He still remembers the day they met you…barefoot and sass-mouthed serving drinks at your mommas little dive bar.

“Aww twins~ Wait-! don’t tell me! Y’all gots ta be Double and Trouble!” Laughing like a hyena until your mama threw a spoon from the kitchen and you ducked- smacking your teeth before hurrying off to get their liquor.

That was it.

A pretty young server and good malt..until they came back for another couple rounds one night and you were still barefoot but this time, you wasn’t serving no drinks. Instead, you were standing in the middle of the room singing with a voice so sweet and strong that it rang through their head for the rest of the night. Smoke saw an amazing gift. Stack had seen a gift and something more…

“Just some go-go flour ranger. Nobody important.” Damn. Smoke winces with a soft hum at the insult yet knowing exactly who you mean. You always were creative with your insults- never missing in hitting where it hurt. Taking a deep breath, the beat of the music temps up and he passes you your drink and you sip at it, nodding along to the music as you start to loosen up. Tonight wasn’t the night and neither were any of the others. Tonight was supposed to be the continuation of their new pages turning- and that meant the end of whatever beef was between you, Mary, and his brother.

Smoke watches you start to move and raises a brow; broad smile growing across his face, making his dimples pop out as something comes to him.

“You gon’ sing a lil sum’ for us?”

Reaching out, he takes your hand to twirl you with a soft grin and you let go afterwards to fake think for a bit. Sammy currently had the floor and he was doing great plus…you sorta had other plans for the night. Smoke huffs a laugh, noticing that glint in your eyes- the one you got when you were fixing to get a kick out of causing trouble.

“Ohh, I get it. You in a just dancin’ mood tonight, huh?”

You get another drink and finish that one quick before nodding slowly before moving closer with a grin.

“Smoke, y’know, I neva’ woulda pegged you as a dancin’ man but if you’re offering-“,

“Oh nah baby, he ain’t but I am.”

The low words are whispered against the shell of your ear with a heat that sends shivers licking up your spine. Big, familiar hands fit themselves on your shoulders while Stack dips his head lower to press soft, full lips against your throat- directly over your pulse point and your heart jumps; you barely holding back a gasp. You look at the space where Smoke had been standing before he made himself scarce with a lighthearted “don’t wear y’selves out” and try to gather yourself, turning in Stack’s arms to face him.

Lidded, mellow chocolate eyes focused on you with plump lips pulled up in a smirk framed by dimples greet you and you roll your eyes. Shaking your head lightly as you swallow a whine.

There really was such thing as being too fine and Stack was proof. Strong hands glide themselves further down your sides, settling on the space just above your ass, never taking his eyes off yours and the intensity of him sparks something inside you.

“Been lookin’ for ya. Shoulda known yous’ somewhere in here causin’ trouble, hmm?”

It’s a lot warmer than you remember it being a couple minutes ago but no matter how deep you inhale, it doesn’t go away. That’s when you realize that the room hasn’t gotten any hotter than it’s already been.

But you have.

Your mouth barely opens to retort before Stack’s is covering it completely with his- slow, consuming and so deep. You truly can’t help the way you melt into him. Heart pounding with adrenaline and something much more tantalizing at the way Stack leads, plush lips firm against yours as you suckle at each others mouths. You only had two drinks but you already feel drunk; senses heightened and so sensitive that you’re borderline vibrating. Blood flowing through your system with a searing rush.

Stack harshly sucks your bottom lip into his mouth and your pulse drops like a boulder into the lava pooling in your lower stomach; sending waves ricocheting through your body before licking deep into your own just in time to muffle the nasty little moans threatening to slip out while his tongue memorizes every inch of your mouth and the pleasure has you on the way to out of your mind and he knows it.

You were unyielding to everyone and everything else except him and Stack used that to his advantage each and every time. He’d always been good at getting people to listen to him but the way you gave into him was the sweetest thing he’d come to know. From the way your doe eyes would get wide whenever he’d say or do something that set you off and you’d find yourself wanting him- to the way you were purring and sighing like a cat now, snuggling your soft pretty self tight against him while he devoured your mouth; lips smacking hungrily against yours.

By the time you two separate, his hand is a little too close to your throat and you suddenly want everyone to go home.

“Don’t be lookin’ at me like that baby. 'Else I might think we have a problem.” Stack drags his lips from the corner of your lips to your cheek, rasping lowly into your ear and you whine in frustration, shifting in his hold.

“And what if we do?”

The hand that was at first only close to your neck, slides up to wrap around it. Loose enough but heavy like a collar and you go dizzy from how hard your cunt throbs, biting your swollen lip as you bat pretty lashes up at him.

Now, Stack learned early that you had a thing for sass-mouthing. You, learned quickly that Stack didn’t have much patience for being sass-mouthed. So if there was something you wanted from him, you learned the first time he spanked your ass raw while being stuffed with three of his thick fingers but nothing else- to ask for it real nice and polite. Your tone though, would be the death of you.

“Then I’m sure we can come to an agreement”, his hand squeezes quick before releasing as he presses another hard kiss to your lips, “Right baby?” You nod before you can stop yourself, body roaring with molten need and you blurt out,

“Tell everyone to go home.”

A surprised bark of laughter shoots from his chest and he raises an amused brow as he looks down at you.

“C’mon, you know I can’t. We just opened this place a few weeks ago, mamas. Gotta break it in.” You throw your head back with a groan, rolling your eyes as you mumble under your breath.

“Wish you’d break me in…”

“Huh?”

“What?”

You ask back just as fast and Stack whistles lowly, shaking his head before dragging you in by your throat so close that you’re standing between his legs. He drops his forehead against yours and just takes a couple seconds to look at you- breathe you in before he has you begging for the better half of the night.

“Nah, what was that?”

“What was what?” You could play dumb with the best of em. Grinning innocently like you had all the time in the world to play your games and Stack was all too ready to play with you. Especially when he knew he’d win.

“You gon’ make me get it outta you, pretty girl?”

Your heart skips a beat and he notices your eyes doing the thing when you answer:

“If you think you can then go ahead.”

Stack nods slowly, moving his hand off your throat to take your hand instead. Rising to his full height, he leads you up to the office of the joint, guiding you in first then closing the door behind you both with a click and makes his way towards you.

His stride reminds you a lot of a predator getting ready to jump on their prey and you only hope that you’re left shaking afterwards…

Part 2🫶🏽

-p.s. can y’all guess who’s next?