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theanonymousfoxsimp · 13 days ago

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Double trouble

A-60/multimonster x reader

(mostly gn but it has some fem content)

Human death,no nsfw ,reader gets more trauma

The day had started out like a normal one,sneaking into the latest group once again after being smuggled a new outfit from sebastian. Your uniform had been stolen off of a corpse from a dead newbie, the tracker and explosive device ripped out, then deactivated before being put back on. Sebastian had half the mind to leave it activated just in case something bad happened, but your existence-simply if they knew of it - would end your hidden paradise with the other handlers. Nothing could keep you from joining them. Sparky had offered to join, but Blitz was all too eager to pull him around the newest area of the facility. An A.I. helper had rebuilt a portion of the facility,aided by sebastian and the others ,solely to make it a better living area. You hadn't seen much of Angus and the others, so you assumed they were further into the facility,in the place they called the ‘ridge’.

A-60,aka Mac, had been on standby the entire time. These rare runs he would show up whenever you were in dire situations, which happened quite a bit whenever someone would attempt to sacrifice you to a wall dweller or another angler. Your job,the role of being the traitor,it was an easy role to play if you could get past all of their questions. Urbanshade had been aware of an extra passenger but they couldn't pinpoint who it was,so anyone who came through were instructed to question everyone and everything. It had been an annoying task at first until sebastian taught you a few more tricks to manipulate the mass,he only knew so much though. You were left on your own to discover who these people were and the best way to throw them off course or simply to get them killed. Ethan had been ready at certain points to yank your body away from incoming danger if it were a hidden enough spot.

“Oi!” That wasn't a good sign,the rude masculine voice that had echoed out of the ship when it docked. The guy had been suspicious of everyone from the start,it's almost like he knew almost immediately you weren't one of them.

“The fuck is your name?” He asked,his body towering over yours. He had one missing eye,a jagged scar on his face that looked like it was from an ax wound. His approach towards you had been quite aggressive.

“Oh-uh-(insert name)” You shouldn't have stuttered.

The man’s eyes narrowed, it looked like he was about to wink at you with the one eye he had. He opened his mouth to speak but before he could say anything the door besides you both slid open with a hiss. There had been a handful of you,9 total including you so he had every right to be suspicious. The taller woman next to him pulled on the diving gear strapped to his back,giving him a look that said to ‘move’. He obliged, clearly not wanting to upset the woman, head hung low as he kept up pace with her. It looked like he was a lost puppy now trailing a human who showed him a simple bit of kindness. The run hadn't even started yet and you already had to eliminate someone before it became too late. You knew a few tricks to attract the beasts over,spilling a bit of blood wouldn't hurt too much-well not you that is,it would definitely hurt the person you thinking of stabbing with the pencil you stole from a passing table.

Though before you could do anything,the room filled with the telltale sounds of a wall dweller clicking as it landed out of its hiding spot. The one eyed man,like a moron, had waited until everyone was past so he could take care of whatever made the noises. Unfortunately for him,the dweller happened to be smarter. It didn't hop down until he had turned away to move into the other room,utilizing his blind side before it kicked him over. The man had died quickly,his own stupidity had killed him. Your group had only moved a few doors down before painter had slid the door shut far behind the group, you could hear sebastian's angry screech as he yelled ‘IT WAS RIGHT BEHIND YOU’ before he looted the mangled corpse. He had a thing against the dwellers.

Further along the lights flickered once,then twice, blitz’s screech a bit too close for your liking. The only source of safety was the next room but you barley had enough time to get there,blitz tearing through the previous door before he burst into the room you were in. In a fit of panic you had forgotten he wouldn't kill you as he simply sat there waiting for you to appear out of the locker you dove into. Static and electricity buzzing around him madly. Though when you showed no signs of appearing,he left to go deal with the others. Your locker opened,void mass had been in there and nearly suffocated you at first until they discovered it wasn't a meal but you. It didn't want to take the chance with the overhyped creature, a tendril had had kept the locker tightly shut until it dumped you out of it.

You greedily inhaled,coughing as oxygen finally met your lungs, the air felt a bit too crisp from the thrum of electricity blitz left. Void mass had been a gentle creature, even without a voice they were very good at shadow puppet shows. The ability to mold their body to whatever shape had come in handy at these times. Your mind flickered back to the group of expendables who just ditched you to die to blitz, you could hear their cackles as they pushed further and further into the facility. It seemed blitz had gotten bored and decided to pursue other prey, a bummer really.

The expendables couldn't run but you could, for some reason the higher ups did not like it when they would attempt to rush to the end. This would be used to your advantage as your legs picked up a swift pace,quickly making your way through the rooms until you were only a door away from the others. Their voices echoed through the hallway, a few less than before. Only four remained out of the eight,it seemed they either sabotaged themselves or died to something before you could get there. Blitz hadn't killed anyone as far as you were aware so the idea of another wall dweller or a good person popped up in your mind. The taller woman from before had survived,leaving you and three others who seemed clueless about the entire ordeal.

“move” She barked out,noticing one of the others were lagging behind,”You're not dying to lopee” she huffed out,picking up a pace so she could lead the small pack of humans. She even shoved the poor person who needed a minute to breath,yelling how they needed to keep moving. She even scoffed when you tried to comfort the woman by offering her some water.

Her attitude had to go. She needed to die,your mind Screamed at you to crack her over the face with something to keep her attitude in check. The next room was the same,frogger tearing through this time before anyone could properly react. Your hands reached for the locker,your fingers wrapping around the cold metal,the door had simply opened a few inches before your body was shoved from the locker. Your back connected with the metal table behind you,your head smacking against the wall with a loud thump before the locker you were going to hide in had closed. Frogger simply left you alone though,your body wasn't hidden enough from sight too so she had every reason to go after you and your dizzied mind.

Once frogger had left,the surviving two left their lockers. The woman you had been plotting on ending had stolen your locker,adding more fuel to the flames. She wore a shiteating grin,standing over your body before she yanked you up by the collar of your suit. You could see the curiosity in her eyes, the way your suit was digging painfully into the skin of your neck,slightly choking you. From this position you could see the other dead two, it looked like she had done the exact same to them as she did to you before she stole your locker. Their eyes and mouths were open with disbelief as the person they once trusted had now betrayed them.

“You didn't die!” She said angrily,raising one eyebrow. “why is that?” her grip tightened,cutting off more air and making it harder to breath.

You couldn't speak,too focused on trying to breath properly as she cut off your air supply. Her other hand had moved to grasp your neck,squeezing far too tight,your throat hurt with the force she was putting in. She had been too busy to notice the other expendable as they neared with a microscope, they raised it up high with shaky hands before they cracked it over the ladies head. She fell over easily,your knee coming up to connect with her jaw the moment her hands let go. Blood splattered the ground around you from her head wound and her teeth cracked from the sheer force you put in with kneeing her. Though your rage hadn't been contained well enough the lights flickered,the scent of blood had attracted someone. She rolled over,moving to crawl away but a sudden kick to her side stopped her, your leg had stuck her fiercely and cracked a few of her right ribs. You were covered with her blood and definitely not safe. The lady looked to be dead,her body limp and chest not moving like she wasn't breathing. The adrenaline started to die down,the realization you just murdered someone now starting to sink in as the other expendable darted in the opposite direction towards sebastian's shop a few room over. You could hear the beeping of their suit,forcing them to stop completely until it too stopped.

The air felt off,you couldn't hear any of the screaming,the buzzing,though only seconds had passed before these feelings were wiped away. The sound of a deep voice echoing through the rooms had shocked both of you.

“Think fast” shit,not HIM.

The static that filled your ears,the thrum in the air,your hair standing on edge as he neared. There was only one locker however through the areas,it's almost like the other person knew what was about to happen as you yank it open,your hands moving so much faster than anticipated. The other person,their poor soul, had no clue what to do as they began to panic while frantically looking for another spot to hide when they realized you weren't giving up the half opened locker. You were almost there,his voice nearing as he screamed for the others to run. Wait,others?

“Gotcha” you could feel as a hand wrapped around your ankle,grasping it tightly before you were yanked down to the ground.

The lady hadn’t died,her jaw shattered and bled profusely but it didn't stop her as she stood to take the locker. Your head connected with the floor,white light bursting behind your eyes as the air was knocked out of your lungs. She was surprisingly smart,far stronger than you were and quicker too,she had planned this from the start once she figured out you were the attempted traitor. So she took the role,murdering the others before you could. A-60 had been watching from afar before he decided to step in,he wanted you to be tougher and defend yourself more but she seemed to be providing a tougher challenge than intended. He had bribed her to do this but he didn't realize she would also go back on their agreement and try to murder you too. She had been an informant for sebastian,he wouldn't be too happy finding out he was about to murder one of them but sebastian be damned you were almost killed twice.

Your eyes closed,your body luckily had been shoved away from the locker so it was easy stumbling further away to the corner closest to you. Confused how you were even standing when you were on your back before. The locker next to you had been one filled with void mass,the kind creature helping you stand there with a sticky tendril. It kept you away from the locker as a-60 tore through with an inhuman screech,effectively squishing the first expendables into a pile of mashed skin and bones before he darted towards the locker the woman was hiding in. Lockers weren't always a safe space when he was around.

The scene?A brutal one. The doors were ripped clean off its hinges to expose the hiding being behind them. She had been a bit too confident however seeing a-60,thinking he wasn't going to kill her as she reached up to stroke his face. Clearly she had the wrong impression with their agreement to kill the others,she fully believed he was solely after her and loved her as she began to rambled on and on. Going on how they could ‘finally’ be together after he kept playing hard to get all this time. A sick one sided obsession. It almost hurt to watch as he in turn cupped her face,moving to rub it with his thumbs before he suddenly sank both digits into her eye sockets. The jealousy disappearing as he laughed madly while he dug around then he began to pull her head apart like an apple slice,the force had also tore her body in two like a piece of paper. The locker bloodied, his arms soaked up to the elbow in her blood as discarded whatever remnants or the lady but the tendrils below him were set on tearing her apart more. He had started to go a bit overboard. Murder on his mind after seeing what she was going to do,she had left you to die to him.

Void mass had seen enough,the locker next to you rumbling before masses of purple tinted black tendrils shot out to engulf the enraged beast. This wasn't Mac,this had been a-60, your well-being wasn't on his mind. He fought against the tendrils,yelling about how he needed to be let go as he began to try to untangle himself from the mass. The locker had nearly exploded next to you,the hole in the wall behind it burst with more tendrils as they surrounded him,pulling his arms to pin him down to the ground,keeping a-60 perfectly still until he decided to give in. His body slumped over once he realized he wasn't going to be let go,now sulking at the defeat. He had won but at what cost?

“It did that for your own good” your voice snapped him out of his pouty mindset,ego hurt a bit from how he had been so easily pinned down. Void mass only rumbled as if laughing at him,it's eyes blinking when you thanked it.

“it can let me go” he said a bit angrily,his face contorted into a pout,the fins on the sides of his head flopped down to show his mood.

“You can't flip out when it does” your words made him laugh. He had no reason to get angry now that the woman died. “Went a bit overboard there darling” Oh? he loved that pet name,his chest rumbled with a deep purr whenever you said it.

The tendrils moved away leaving red marks along his body where they were,his wrists a deep shade of red from how much force that was put in. His spine popped as he sat up,the sound as good as it felt,clear by how relaxed he was suddenly looking. His face and chest were a mess,his arms soaked up to the elbow with drying and fresh blood. He needed a bath,a shower more than anything but he didn't like the way you needed to give him a shower,he couldn't fit underneath the showerheads like the others could. It's almost like he knew what you were about to say as his face scrunched up,nose wrinkling at the thought of not sleeping or eating after a chase. The look was rather adorable in comparison to the sinister smile he always had.

“come onnn” he grumbled when you spoke, the sound similar to how a male lion would complain. He felt your tiny hands tug at his shirt, he had half the mind to roll over right there and take a nap but he also knew sebastian would gladly help you clean him. You couldn't drag him,you were only able to yank at the stained sleeves before be decided to get up.

“no cold water this time” he huffed,smiling while he said it,he was clearly tugging your leg here.

“It was one time!” You laughed,the memory suddenly appearing. The time you accidentally had its water on the ice cold temperature,when you didn't test it before you tried to clean him and caused a new hole in the side of the shower wall. A mistake you tried to never make again.

He carried you further into the facility,careful to keep your head cradled as another tendril carefully rubbed the nasty red mark around your neck. He didn't say anything but he was worried about you, he wasn't the best at showing all of his emotions. The beast still was trying though,your soft Mac back instead of the monstrous a-60. A trail of blood followed behind you both until it slowly faded into nothingness, the tang of blood strong in the air but it would disappear soon as you both neared the shower. Dread started to build up,the shower wasnt empty. Sebastian had been there , nude and bathing with the sounds of music in the background. Sebastian paused,peering at the two of you before continuing with what he was just doing.

Depending on who it was,being nude around each other wasn't an entirely big deal. You didn't see each other as animals of sex or tools to be used for the devils tango,it was actually quite common for someone to stroll around nude because of how normalized it felt. The others didn't have legs so the concept of pants wasn't something to them,only sebastian knew but that was a time long gone now. He simply gave you a one handed wave, Mac grumbling even more while trying to slowly move out of the room.

“Alright you know the drill big Guy”

“I could snap ya like a twig sweetheart”

“You make me limp instead,try harder. Now strip.” he frowned as sebastian snorted,finding the entire situation entertaining. His words did nothing to deter your goal of cleaning him off with his arch nemesis,the hose.

Sebastian turned away,too busy now with helping Ethan scrub their back clean of any dirt. He purposely avoided staring but he stole some glances while Mac peel off the bloodied shirt he wore. You watched too,the red beast even flexed his muscles a bit when he noticed you were practically oogling his body. The dopey smile back on his face when he caught you lacking,your blushing face turning away faster than he could grab. A black tendril wrapped around your ankle,he noticed you weren't stripping down like he did, it was something he didn't like. He didn't care for the others whenever they looked at your naked body,they could browse his menu but never order it. Mac even felt pride whenever the two of you were caught in the act, knowing he was the only one who could make you feel this way as he would show off anytime you were caught. Sebastian sometimes would stay a bit too long to watch the two of you,clearly enjoying how it annoyed the other.

The tendrils that were wrapped around you echoed his mindset as they began to tear off the wetsuit you were wearing. The sounds of ripping filled the room as they eagerly tore away the fabric until you were completely nude,the dive gear you wore had been tossed out the room with little care. If it weren't for the other In the room you would've let him push this further but you didn't want to create a scene. Mac seemed distracted enough now as you slowly raised the hose,giving sebastian a look to turn it on quietly. He nodded,a smile on his face as he turned it onto the warm setting. It had been connected to a showerhead so you could control the temperature.

“Hey” it was all the warning Mac was given before the hose was turned onto him,the spray of water startling him out of his mindset. You watched as he raised both of his hands up in defense,hissing madly before he turned to face you.

“Oi!” He yelled, moving to grab you with a playful smile. The hose falling out of your hand ,spraying the both of you as he yanked your tiny body into the air. A tendril grabbed the hose,turning your weapon onto you as he washed the dry blood off of you. He would have licked it clean if you allowed him to, he had done it before but you found it extremely disgusting because you were covered in his spit after. You woke up to this one day,your skin moist and drenched with the scent of blood and cigars. He had been mercilessly sprayed down and scrubbed clean before he was forced to do the same to you to get rid of the blood.

“Hey-” You spoke,your body being moved every which way as he used a rag to scrub you clean,he took extra care to not put too much pressure in when touching the blooming bruises around your body. “Let me-yknow what,nevermind. I'm owed this after today” he shook his head,finding your attitude adorable.

Red water drilled out of your hair,the dried blood being rinsed out with ease when he ran a clawed hand through the strands. The wound on the back of your head stung when he touched it,his hand retracting quickly when you grimaced from the pain. Sebastian had left a bit before,exiting from the other side of the communal shower to give you both a bit of privacy. So he wasn't too worried about showing any weakness whenever he touched a wound. Mac thought he hurt you but your kind look measured him. His hand coming back down to ruffle the wet strands.

“Sorry…for all of that..I didn't think she would do that” he spoke suddenly,the words slowly sinking into your relaxed mind. Anger began to bubble up,he could see it as your hand raised to slap him across the face,the sound echoing through the room. His face stung with the force you put in, the sudden action shocking him enough so he dropped your now angered form. You didn't want to do anything too rash,a multitude of ideas forming on how you would get payback for his dumbass decision. The hose wiggled around beneath you,spraying the tiled ground, an idea dawning in your mind while he processed what just happened.

“Well,I guess I have some explainin’ to do-OH HOLY SHIT, DARLIN WHY?” he screamed,ice cold water being sprayed onto his body at max force. The hose,equipped with a multi functioning head, had been turned onto the most violent setting,truly giving you the ability to spray him like a firefighters hose. The tendrils around you suddenly released you,nearly all of them were violently wiggling from the cold temperature of the water as spikes began to form along his swelling form. You dropped the hose,backing up as he turned to face you with a look you knew all too well. He wasn't angry but he wanted to do something even if he had started this.

“payback,fucking asshole! If you didn't step in I would've died! The hell you going around doing that for,making deals with other women” he thought you were jealous too,a smug smirk coming back as he stared down at you. His form changed, shrinking just a bit as if he unpuffed himself,spikes disappearing as quick as they came. “You know what I mean! They are manipulative witches! Especially sebastian's informants of all people,you know they double cross us whenever they can” another fact he also knew about,he didn't think any of this through clearly.

��look-” he tried to speak

“no,you look here,you don't need to be testing me like you did with the others, I ain't built like you are” his ear fins drooped,if he had pupils he'd be looking away from you with shame.

His arms went to pull you into a hug which you happily reciprocated. He angered you,you wanted to beat the shit out of him but he was part human,mistakes were made and now he knows what not to do now. You couldn't stay mad forever considering he murdered the woman once he figured out she was trying to kill you. A part of you still stayed angry,it was natural for you to feel that.

Your head leaned against his hairy chest,the warmth of his body being absorbed into yours as you hung there wrapped in his embrace. The hose had been turned off,you both were cleaned off enough so he made the decision to end the session. Not caring to grab his discarded shirt as he carried you through the facility nude,passing others and even a group of newbies who simply gawked at your naked forms. Mac held a finger up,shushing them which provided a quick enough distraction for pandemonium to swoop in and eat them alive. The passing creature paid no mind to either of you,set on devouring the screaming humans.

“How do you deal with that?”

“I don't, sebastian does. I deal with the others” he stated. Sebastian was the one who had the giant bite marks similar to the shape of pandemonium’s jaw. Mac barley had scars but the ones you did see seemed to be primarily from blitz and pinkie.

He barely ever shows up for a run regardless of the situation. His energy drained far too much every single time to continue anything after. You were lucky enough to keep him awake for the shower,the cold water doing enough, but now that he was nearing his bed, it wasn't doing much to help. You couldn't see much in the darkness, but his eyes had begun to droop,ear fins flopping down while his body began to slow significantly. The rumbling in his chest grew louder,content showing when he entered the clean but dark room.

Luckily the old bed had been replaced,several mattresses in place that allowed you both enough room to sleep comfortably or cuddle whenever wanted. The led lights that you hung up earlier had flickered to life,the soft dim red hue filling the room enough so he could maneuver over to the mattresses. Your body dropped onto one of them with little care before he flopped down onto his belly. The tendrils around him stilled,the ear fins flopped completely as his eyes had closed entierly. He wasn't asleep but quite close to it.

Merchant loved to go through and clean,it passed the time for her enough so she could wait for any projects to be completed. This time, she had left a dozen tiny muffins for Mac,they were normal sized for you, though, so it wouldn't be easy to bite them like he could. She left a note, too,some other treats and drinks for you. The monthly order of ramen and other foods had been delivered early this time. A crate of various Halloween themed candy had been left too. Merchant currently had been the only one to make the dangerous trips to the surface. She had come back one day missing both horns, they grew back significantly large, which she blamed on losing to humans. She had the wounds to prove it, a nasty burn mark now permanently embedded into her side.

“honeybun?” Mac rumbled sleepily,his voice bringing you back to reality. He turned his head,a tendril moving to wrap around you and forced you to lay down next to him. It tickled,your laughter bringing joy to him.

“Yes yes,big man want scritches?” He couldn't say no to that,his body adjusting slightly while the tendril let you go. His body stilling once again after.

The room fell silent besides the sound of you two breathing, the facility silent but you had him move to a more quiet area away from all of the action. Mac didn't like it at first until he realized that having a wider territory and more quiet to sleep was a good thing. The others didn't really invade it,mostly Merchant and sebastian did along with blitz and Angus occasionally to see how you were doing mainly or to visit mackintosh whenever he secluded himself for far too long.

Mac waited eagerly for your hand, realizing it wasn't going to move so as a small joke he gently grasped your hand to place on the top of his head. He trusted you enough to do this,your mind wandering back as your hand grasped the string that kept his hair pulled up into a ponytail. With a gentle tug it came undone,his hair falling down slowly,the tension in his skull finally going away after all these hours. Your hand gently rubbed through the silky locks,tugging any knots free. Mac wasn't being hurt by this,he had actually fallen asleep quickly while you were doing that. His body moved,adjusting to sprawl out his arms and tendrils along the massive bed you both shared,his mouth closed somehow as he began to loudly snore. The sound rumbling the bed somewhat and your body when you moved to lay against the bed.

It had been nearly impossibly to wiggle into his embrace with how he had positioned himself. Mac’s top half going through multiple potions before his unconscious mind laid him on his side,the inky black and red tendrils around you had sprawled out even more ,stretching and engulfing a good portion of the room. You had fallen asleep sometime during this,finding a comfortable place further on the cold edge of the bed, your monstrous sleepy lover noticing this somehow in his sleep. The feeling of a large arm wrapping around you had awoken you,his hand pulling you to lay pressed against his chest. Your eyes barely opened,he wasn't entirely awake either during this, but he grumbled out something about you “staying put” while he slept.

You felt as he adjusted,one thick arm holding you in place while the other was stuffed underneath a pillow. His head curled down ,he had hunched over a bit as if he were shielding you in his sleep but the tendrils around you stay splayed out like a web. His eyes closed,mind falling back into the abyss of slumber,your mind and eyes quickly following suit. There was no telling when you two would properly get up,the naps you both could take would last for days on end. Either of you only getting up to use the bathroom or snack on something before falling back asleep.

#roblox pressure #a 60 #a-60 x reader #pressure oc #gore #death #fluff #his arch nemesis #the hose

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venomhound · 1 month ago

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Hazbin Hotel - Lucifer Kink Headcanons

Personal kink headcanons for the ducky boy Lucifer. Not doing the more obvious/universally accepted kinks. Instead I'm writing about some of my more... niche takes.

Lucifer Lactation Kink Post now available >>HERE<<

Contents/WARNINGS: Gender neutral reader, but is AFAB for the last section; all the kinky shit obviously; discussion of Lucifer and Lilith's past relationship; self hatred and self punishment because Lucifer desperately needs therapy (18+), MDNI, NSFW below the cut ˋˏ✄┈┈┈┈

Exhibitionism/Public Sex ₊˚ ‿︵୨୧

I have it imbedded in my head that Lucifer has a hardcore exhibition/public-sex kink that he tries desperately to keep under wraps. Especially now that Charlie and him are talking again.

He isnt... exactly good at hiding it however. The biggest tell is how he seems to have no shame with how horny he is for you. Lucifer will playfully smack your ass as you walk by each other or invite you to come sit on his lap in front of others. I'm not kidding when I say he has no shame.

What does catch you off guard however is how easily it is to convince the King of Hell of all people to have sex in places he is at risk of getting caught. Once you two have been dating awhile Lucifer may even start to suggest such things himself.

Its not that he wants to be seen fucking you, oh no; he wants to get caught bent in half with you fucking him senseless. He wants desperately to have his head buried between your legs, worshipping you, while your in the middle of work or even a meeting...

Lucifer will have you pinned against a wall, both of your lips desperate from teasing. Then Lucifer will just drop to his knees in front of you. You panic a bit, asking what he is doing. You both are in a hallway that anyone can walk into after all. Lucifer just smiles up at you and tells you to trust him; let him be a good boy and make you feel good.

An aspect of it is definitely a sense of self degradation/self hatred after everything that has happened to him; seeing himself as a pathetic cockslut, a whore who corrupted both of the first women. The other part is he wants to show the entire world just how good he is for you. How good he can make you feel. How much of a good boy he is for you. Only for you...

On that note...

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Humiliation ₊˚ ‿︵୨୧

This might seem counterintuitive at first as the sin of Pride. But hear me out here. Like any kink, its a spectrum. For Lucifer, its not about actually disgracing the guy, no. Its about taunting him. Teasing, mocking; riling him up until he snaps and shows you just how good he can fuck.

As implied before, Lucifer is kind of a horndog when it comes to you. Especially when it comes to you. An easy way to rile him up is to start reciprocating his touches then pull back. This pairs wonderfully with his whole exhibitionism kink. True, he doesn't want to actually get caught, but he is more then willing to risk it.

Run your hand up his thigh under the table when you two are at dinner, position yourself just right so he gets an eyefull when you bend over, or start eating something a little too provocatively. Lucifer will be hard as a rock and eyefucking you immediately.

Then when Lucifer starts getting handsy, pull away. Whisper in his ear that he needs to be a good boy and wait until you get home as he whimpers in protest. Rinse and repeat.

By the time you two get home, Lucifer cant even wait until the door is closed before pouncing you. He had been waiting for so long it felt like. Now he wants to make both of you cum again and again, until neither of you can say anything but the other's name, and you never, ever, want to tease him like that again. (You always do of course.)

While Lucifer may be all about being a good boy, he can also be an absolute brat. Not even in the sexual sense, Lucifer just is snobbish without meaning to be. Like think when he first went to the Hotel and was struggling not to insult it then called Charlie's friends losers. Guy is just snooty.

This provides many wonderful opportunities to put him in his place. Quietly warn Lucifer that he needs to stop what he is doing or tone it down. Then if he continues, oohh will he regret it later. He had fair warning after all...

Later you'll have him bent over your knee, his hands bound and whole body jolting with every violent smack you give his ass. Lucifer's moans and sobs bleed into eachother as he promises not to do it again. Promises to do better.

Or you can edge him. Edge him until he is a sobbing, pleading mess. You tell him only good boys get to cum as you sit back and masturbate over his bound body. Lucifer writhes desperately begging to let him taste you, touch you, anything, as he ruts up into the empty air.

You can take pity on him. Finally letting the devil cum with you as he deliriously babbles praises and thank yous. Or. You can be the brat for once. See how far you can push him. Bringing him to the edge, over and over for hours. Every muscle in his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes glazed and unfocused, bloodshot from all the tears. You finally let him cum when you hear him mumble pleads to heaven. Lucifer resorting to begging the place and people that had forsaken him long ago in his unhinged state.

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Panty Sniffing₊˚ ‿︵୨୧

Look. We all know Luci is a pussy devourer. The man loves it and can't get enough of it. But that's been discussed to death and not why we are here.

He...isnt exactly sure when this started. Lucifer just knows that it happened at some point when Lilith and him were growing apart. Sex had become nonexistent between them; and Lucifer, not wanting to pressure or bother Lilith, started taking her used undergarments to help him fulfill his... needs.

Now that Lilith is out of the picture, Lucifer has been left with the aftermath of a mean panty sniffing kink. Oooo boy has she created a monster without realizing it.

Its the first thing on Lucifer's mind as soon as he takes an interest in someone. What kind of underwear are they wearing? What color? How long have they been wearing them? How wet are they?

This man has now been cursed with the knowledge of how well he can smell and taste the individual pussy that wore the underwear. Its like every pair has been embalmed with the essence of the person that wore it.

Lucifer doesn't like to think of himself as greedy, he will take what he can get. If that means swiping a pair of underwear from your laundry or even your room if he gets the chance, he will.

Lucifer will push the underwear into his face and inhale as deep as he can, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. God, you smell amazing. Now he is just even more desperate to taste you...

So he tries. Lucifer kitten licks at the inside, where your cunt would sit, deliriously trying to get a taste of you. Lucifer moans when he manages to get a hint of your essence. You taste even better then he imagined.

Lucifer feverishly shoves your panties into his mouth, using it as a makeshift gag. Both of his hands rush to his cock; rock hard and aching just from the small taste he got of you. No time is wasted.

Lucifer throws his head back, arching upwards, his hands almost violently working at his shaft. The normally obscene moans he would be letting out are now muffled whimpers.

Lucifer franticly sucks the fabric in his mouth, playing and swirling at it with his tongue. Pretending its actually you he is playing with, your beautiful pussy in his mouth. Lucifer's ministrations completely saturate the garment with his saliva. Rewarding him with every bit of your taste that could possibly be wringed out of the fabric.

If/when Lucifer does finally manage to bed you, he 100% nicks your panties. You might think its a trophy thing; and while that might be true in the tiniest percent, its actually because Lucifer wants them as a memento of the night with you. He wants them so he can relive that mindblowing night.

Lucifer will have the underwear wrapped around his hard-on, using it as a cocksleeve while he desperately fists his weeping member. His eyes are glazed over as his mind goes back to that night. God. He wants you. He wishes so bad you were his.

But he will take what he can get.

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AN: This was supposed to go up like almost a full week ago but TUMBLR HAD TO BREAK ALL THEIR TAGS YAY

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