#tiny cute succubus

[tinycutesuccubus]

I want him to slap my butt, choke me slightly and praise me only to degrade me, then let me ride him and hug me tightly.

Real men are ruined because of him, now who am I supposed to fuck

[lustyargonianmaid]

open up your skull, i’ll be there, climbing up the walls ♡

[mysumeow]

ᯓ★ KINKTOBER DAY 4: SUCCUBUS

ᓚᘏᗢ WARNINGS: Afab body reader, referred to with feminine terms such as girl. Arle has a dick (You may decide to read it as a strap on or not). Succubus Arlecchino. Established relationship.

ᓚᘏᗢ SUMMARY: Succubus Arlecchino peeks into your deepest desires to embody them.

ᓚᘏᗢ A/N: Sesbian lex???!!!!! More likely than you think.

🎃 . . . KINKTOBER MASTERLIST

Your loving girlfriend Arlecchino.

She, who reciprocates your eager hugs when she’s back from work.

She, who gently brushes your hair when you ask her for it.

She, who pushes your legs as far as they can go as she fucks you within an inch of your life—

“Wait—Wait, please!” You gasped as you felt her push until she bottomed out, the head of her cock stretching out your vulnerable insides. It was thicker and harder than anything you’ve taken before; you feared it could split you open from the sheer size of it.

“Keep those cute sounds coming, darling. You sound beautiful,” her lips swallowed your desperate whines, her tongue possessively playing with yours. She clasped her hold on your hips to keep you in place. As small as the tremors from your body were, the feel of her cock was overwhelming.

This was unusual of Arlecchino; used to her doting on you and the sweetness with which she would handle your body, this sudden outburst of famine for sex was a surprise. One that was exciting, albeit the abruptness.

“It’s okay,” she kissed away the tiny tears that prickled your eyes; nimble fingers caressed your cheek. “You’ll feel really good soon. Just let yourself go, trust your body and your pleasure to me.”

“Arle…” you muttered, and the sound of your quivering voice excited her. She held your face in place, greedy to surmise every single detail.

Arlecchino pulled away and then jerked forward, stuffing you full of her dick again. It bumped against the deepest parts of your body, leaving you short of breath. You threw your head back against the pillow when the tempo became faster, as if she was punching the air out of your lungs from how deep she was.

“Keep squeezing me like that, good girl." Arlecchino sucked marks into your skin—evidence of who you belonged to. “You want it, hm? You want me to fill you up with it again and again?”

“Yes, I want it! Give it to me, Arle,” you couldn’t help but utter in frantic moans. “Make me yours.”

You were the moment you let your guard down and allowed her to breach into your dreams.

Pleased by your begging, her hands went to your clit to rub it. She knew it was akin to an overkill, since this was within the realm of her powers, the extra stimulation was given to make your orgasm especially strong.

Your pussy tightened around her, your orgasm drenching her length of your juices.

Faintly, you registered her pulling away from you. The bed shifted from the movements, but you didn’t have the mind to worry about it, basking from the leftover waves of pleasure.

“Open up, sweetheart…”

You felt something prod at your lips, which prompted you to open your eyes.

Arlecchino had straddled you until her cock was within reach of your mouth, fingers grazing across your hair in a sweet gesture with hidden intentions.

“I wasn’t done with you yet,” her salacious grin made your heart race.

You woke up with a jolt, and you would’ve sat up if not for the arm weighing you down.

The sun shone through the curtains, signaling the start of a new day.

“Mm…” Arlecchino stirred awake. She noticed your disheveled appearance and expressed a questioning look.

Despite being awake from such a vivid and hefty wet dream, you couldn’t find peace from seeing your partner’s breathtaking face up close and personal. And with more reason, considering the focus point of said dream was her.

“I dreamt that...” you hesitated. “Nevermind.”

“I do wish you shared it with me, darling,” her fingers ghosted over your hipbone. “As detailed as possible.”

[nightlark100]

Stiles sets up a betting board rather early on, figuring it'll be something that might help the betas bond a bit. It started off with a few silly things but the main category quickly became 'what is going to try and kill us next'. The name was changed after Derek expressed concerns over how cavalier Stiles was about dying and instead became 'what is going to put us in danger next'. The rules were simple:

Each of them contributed to a pool.

Each beta was given the opportunity to change their pick after something tried to kill them or once a month (if things were quiet)

Winner got the contents of the pool

If there was no clear winner or if there was more than one and they didn't want to split it, pack could make an argument for why their pick was the closest.

Scott put down 'Peter betraying the pack'

Peter in retaliation put down 'Argents being Argents'

Both refused to change it.

Stiles put down 'Dereks love life'

Erica put down 'Stiles losing his mind in a haze of caffeine after too many sleepless nights researching'. Boyd silently added his name against that pick as well.

The problem was Stiles seemed to always get it right. No matter what he wrote down each time, it usually happened in some way.

Derek's love life - a barista he'd been tentatively flirting with at the coffee shop turned out to be a succubus

Extreme cold (mocked by the others for being written down in the middle of a heatwave)- an abominable snowman popped up and set off a cold spell that even werewolf heat and Isaac's scarves couldn't ward off

Scott's cooking - After breaking some of Melissa's kitchenware while trying to make a romantic meal for Allison (the exact details of how remain a mystery, although Isaac was involved) and replacing it with a new set from a cute little shop that seemingly popped up out of nowhere, the pack quickly found out that there was a poltergeist attached.

The only time he didn't put anything down, was when he got possessed. And Peter argued that he technically still got it right since the only thing in his section was his name... Which was accurate in its own way (Stiles was not pleased by this logic and refused to talk to anyone for a long time)

He began to get gradually weirder and weirder with his picks, not even really trying to win after a while. He was a little confused and concerned by his strange predictions and hoped that eventually it would get too absurd to possibly come true.

Musical theatre - a siren showed up and almost lured Isaac into the swimming pool with her voice.

Killer Tomatoes - Lydia ended up nearly choking on her salad

Hummus - Jackson managed to ingest poisoned hummus and became practically feral.

Puppies - Stiles woke up one day to a very stressed Derek with an armful of his now tiny canine betas. Stiles didn't mind that one so much.

[thehighladywrites]

— “Do you eat pussy like that?”

☀︎ — pairing: nerd/tutor azriel x bimbo/ditzy reader

☀︎ — summary: you’re ovulating, insanely horny and thinking about putting your hands down his pants in the middle of the cafeteria

☀︎ — warnings: smut, nsfw, public display of affection, Azriel is a little stern, like a tiny bit, pussy eating, riding, ovulation

☀︎ — amara’s note: this was so fun to write, i love freaky bimbo reader, she’s so fun. also very realistic bc i too would wanna put my hands in azriel’s pants. and don’t mind the fact that this is complete nonsense. idk wtf is happening💗

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You should’ve known azriel was an eater.

Whenever he ate, he did it like he was out of breath, inhaling his food and munching on it. He did this thing where he’d lean over his plate, shuffle food into his mouth, head tilting a little to the left, eyes closed and everything. It reminded you of the way he tilted his head when he kissed you.

He ate with such need and energy that you couldn’t help the dirty thoughts in your little brain. But it’s not even your fault, it’s his. Who the hell eats like he does?

You can't help but giggle whenever you watch Azriel eat, finding it very cute that he devours his food. It’s like, he really loves his meals, you know?

But then you remembered last night when you jumped on him while he was working on his computer. He looked so cute and focused, but his hands... so fucking hot, they looked so good. Like, seriously, how can hands be so attractive? Maybe it was the ring, maybe it was the bracelet or maybe it was because you wanted to gag on them.

You knew you were ovulating, it was no surprise. You basically turn into a succubus, hellbent on getting slutted and fucked. Azriel is there, so naturally you want him to take care of it.

I mean, who else could help you? Getting off yourself is so much work and doesn’t feel nearly as good as when he does it.

“Azzie, i missed you sosososooo much!!” you strolled towards him with a massive smile. Azriel turned around at the sound of your pink, fluffy heels klicking against the cafeteria floor.

He gave you the kindest smile as you approached him, lifting his arm so you have room to lean against him. You had different classes in the morning, so you met him for lunch. you sit next to him, scooting as close as you can. If you could, you’d sit on top of him but you were in the cafeteria so you had to settle for leaning with your face nuzzled against his neck.

There he was, eating like he always did. But today, you couldn’t stop your thoughts. He was eating too good. You wanted to tell him, so you did.

“Hi, my sweet girl. I hope you had a good lecture. What do you want to do after classes?”

You sighed. You were dangerously horny, it was a miracle you didn’t put your hand down his pant, honestly.

“Hmm, I wanna be fingered, i want my pussy ate then i wanna be fucked for hours, pretty please?” you mumbled against his neck, kissing and licking a stripe.

Azriel started coughing, nearly choking on his food.

“And, uh, another thing. D’ya eat pussy like that?” you asked with hope, a french tip pointing to his plate.

“Oh my god, uh — okay, so, baby, you — you can’t just say stuff like that in public, okay?” he exclaimed, his cheeks flushing as he glanced around nervously.

“Why not? I want my boyfriend, there's no shame in it!” you declared, pursing your glossed lips, with your hands folded over your half-exposed tits.

Azriel nervously glanced around as you put a leg over his thigh. “Please help me, i’ll totally die if you don’t.”

“Okay, sure, but why are you so — um, frisky?" Azriel asked, his voice tinged with curiosity and a hint of nervousness. A nervousness that increased as you pressed your tits against him.

“I don’t know what that means.” You replied, tilting your head slightly in confusion, your ditzy demeanor showing through.

“Um, sexually charged,” Azriel tried to explain, his hands moving mid-air in an attempt to convey his meaning.

“I’m ovulating, Azzie. aka i need you inside, like right in this moment — like in this second, now.” your nail tapped quickly against the dining hall’s table, a sign of your impatience. “Please stop talking nonsense, i don’t know about sexually charged, m’just horny.”

“Right, right. I read about that. Okay, let’s go. Do you want my dorm or your apartment?” Azriel questioned as he stood up, lifting you from the bench.

That little move of him lifting you without hesitation or struggle made your jaw drop. Your hands automatically moved towards his belt, and a sweet expression crossed your face as you stared up at him, completely flustered.

“Yours.”

Azriel stopped you before you could bend down and blow him infront of people. He led you by the hand, your thoughts completely cleared, except for one thought.

You were SO gonna get it.

—

He’s so gentle. The way the flat of his tongue drags between your folds is ungodly to stay the least, the lewd squelching of his tongue flicking your glistening, throbbing clit.

“You okay? Holy shit you weren’t lying, you’re incredibly wet,” his fingers come to touch you, almost slipping in with no difficulty.

“mm-yeah, m’so good. J’st keep your mouth riiiight there,” you hummed, dragging his head back as you shifted his head a little to the left. He inserted one finger, then added another before curling them, just like he was taught.

You felt his tongue press against your clit at the same time, your hands gripping his shoulders in order to not writhe away.

“ ‘s really s-sensitive, ‘nd it feels so, so good, az.” He flushes, cheeks reddened at your sweet, whines and moans.

“so sweet.. you’re so sweet, baby.” he doesn’t stop when he speaks. instead, he continues to lap at your cunt, his face evidently beginning to get wet from the mix of your slick and his saliva.

It’s so messy, but he’s loving every second of it even when your juices wet his chin and entire mouth. You’re so close to sliding off his bed with the way you’re writhing away. But it’s like you have to! If he keeps his work up, you’ll cum all over his face in seconds.

“Stop tryna run away, you haven’t even finished yet.” He drags you closer to him by your thighs as he locks his arm around your legs.

“A—azzie! s-slow down, ‘m gon-gonna cum too quick if you keep goin’.”

He doesn’t slow down, and he definitely doesn’t stop. Instead you feel his tongue lap your cunt as he sneakily bring his hand up to your clit rubbing it softly.

When you cum, he just moves you on top of him with no warning. You had been begging to ride, whining about how you’d feel fuller if you were on top. As much as Azriel loves you, your whining was making him wanna check you.

“There. Now will you be good and ride? Hm?” He squeezes your waist as you put your hands on his toned stomach with a smile.

“Mm-hm, I’ll ride.”

Azriel is left damn near paralyzed after. He is sweating, trembling, dying.

You on the other hand couldn’t possibly be more content. He had given you a good dicking :)

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[reallyromealone]

would you do a rindou x reader omegaverse nsfw one-shot? 😬😪

(Ignore if no)

Title: little Succubus

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: Rindō, reader insert

Fic type: nsfw, omegaverse,

Pairings: Rindō x reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, omegaverse, demon au, succubus, smut, nsfw, Omega male reader, blood play, Dom and sub themes, spanking, Rindō calls reader names, Rindō is mean, praise, sweet words, reader doesn't feed off people because he's nervous

Notes:

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(Name) Was starving as he crawled up the large California King bed, a handsome alpha sleeping in no more than boxers as (name)sat on his lap, feeling the others large bulge "I'm sorry... I'm just so hungry" (name) always felt a sense of guilt when feeding, usually keeping it to kissing but he had been so busy with work and... Just a kiss..." (Name) Whispered as he gently cupped the man's strong jaws, his inner omega praising the very strong alpha, he could definitely provide...

(Name) Kissed so softly and sweetly as they tried to use their magic to make sure the Alpha just had a nice dream... Though it didn't work? Pulling away (name) opened his eyes to see that the Alpha was awake and staring smugly "a little rude don't you think?" Rindō said with a shit eating grin as he sat up, pulling (name) closer as the cute little demon looked flustered "I-I was only taking a bit of energy! You should be asleep! Why aren't you asleep!" He said flustered as he looked at the tattooed alpha... Wait those tattoos looked familiar.

Shit.

Large black bar wings spread out behind him, the high ceilings and large bed made sense now as (name) looked at the large horns on the Incubus' head as his eyes turned to a pure glowing shade of amethyst. A large tail snaked from behind him and coiled around (name)s smaller and cuter one "you haven't been eating, kisses are barely a midnight snack let alone a proper meal, idiot" Rindō sniffed at (name)s neck "you're so weak you can't even smell the difference of a demon and a human"

"I-i feel bad taking it that way..."

"You're a virgin" Rindō said in a moment of realization with a bigger grin than he thought possible as he pinned the other to the bed "a succubus Omega whose a virgin... Never thought I would see it" Rindō watched as (name) looked ready to explode with embarrassment "stop bullying me! " He shouted angrily as Rindō chuckled lowly "human raised... You have that innocence that humans have... A little half breed" Rindō sniffed out the human aspects of the other, he and his brother were pure demon choosing to live in the mortal world, operating a crime cindacate with fellow demons.

Before (name) could fire something back, Rindō grabbed him by his neck and kissed him, long tongue taking control as (name) let out a moan, slick already pouring from him and brain getting foggy.

When Rindō pulled away, he looked at his work as (name) looked fucked out from a kiss alone "feels good right? Getting energy from a demon tastes way better than some human" (name) nodded as pink pharamones leaked from him, like fog on a spring morning though it was something only demons could see, easier to tell who was more willing to fuck.

"You wanna be full, huh baby? A cute succubus like you going without a good fucking is just criminal" the Alpha tutted as he freed his cock from his boxers, if (name) was human-- well fully human --- that thing would have killed him. Thirteen inches and thick as a coke can, the demons knot barely expanded as he spread (name)s legs and rubbed up and down his thighs while looking at the others cute little shorts, (name)a succubus form consisting of tiny short shorts a tight crop top that was ripped apart by Rindō "wait!" (Name) Panicked as the Alpha looked primal but halted his hands "i-i don't know your name" (name) said worried and Rindō looked stunned before laughing, leaning up to kiss him "god you're cute, think I'm gonna keep you~" he chuckled as (name)s omega preened at the concept "the names Rindō, what's yours pretty?"

"(Name)...." The Omega whispered as his black wings fluttered at the compliments the Incubus spoke, he knew that lust demons were good with words and shouldn't be so easily affected but... It felt nice.

Rindō kissed down his chest, exposed and perky as his long tongue swirled around the nipple, mouth tearing open to reveal his sharper teeth and (name)s eyes slowly turned a hazy (color) as he took in the pleasure as Rindō looked smug at the others reaction as his hand moved to play with the others much smaller cock, giving a harsh tug as (name)s hips bucked up to chase the pleasure "you must be hungry, you're absorbing so much~" Rindō could feel the Omega drain his energy as his cute fangs grew sharper and his pharamones sweeter, thank god he had enough energy to run Tokyo for a year.

"Alpha ~!" (Name) Cried out as he clung to the other, Rindō pleased that the omegas already claiming him as his wrists made a feeble attempt at scent marking him "yeah? You want alpha, Omega?" Rindō chuckled as (name) nodded feverishly, he was so hungry...

Rindō could tell the other was losing himself to his instincts, Omegan and demonic which was a dangerous combo for any human but thankfully Rindō could take him easy as (name) crawled on him and pushed him down, nails clawing at Rindōs chest as he looked at the others tattoos hungrily "come on baby, take what you want from alpha~" Rindō cooed as he allowed his cute Omega to dominate him even just a little, when (name) wasn't starving he would put him in his place but he knew the cutie just needed a damn good meal.

(Name) Clawed at the others chest, seeing traces of blood before licking up the lines with a moan and sitting up to see the others cock and a wave of nervousness washed over him and Rindō tutted "getting ahead of yourself baby, want alpha to help you?" His voice condescending as his hands groped the others ass cheeks "silly little Omegas need help, especially naughty ones who starve themselves for silly morals" Rindō couldn't help himself, throwing the concept of letting (name) do as he wanted out the window as his large hand swatted down at (name)s plump ass and watched him jolt with a moan.

A succubus didn't feel pain, neither did an Incubus... Anything would feel nothing short of pure pleasure.

"Humans couldn't give you what you need, huh? Needed an incubus cock to satisfy that hunger, a filthy little cock slut pretending to be something he's not" Rindōs words were venomous as he bit at (name)s scent gland and fingers went to the others ass, rubbing and teasing before pushing in and without warning he aggressively began fucking his fingers into the other.

Rindō watched as (name) threw his head back with a scream like moan, legs shaking as Rindō aggressive rubbed at his prostate and the poor Omega clawed and bit at the alphas shoulder and back, gutteral moans escaping his lips as an orgasm rolled through "you feel good baby?"

"Full...." (Name) Mumbled as Rindōs fingers left his gaping ass only to replace it with something far better "well better stuff you good for good measure!" Rindō plunged his cock in, a sadistic grin as (name) took him body shaking and convulsing as the poor thing struggled to process and adjust to his cock, maybe he was too much for the succubus.

Then he saw the others eyes, cute heart rings glowing "you wanna feel real good baby?" Rindō mumbled into his ear and (name) nodded frantically at the idea of feeling even better as Rindō placed a hand on his abdomen and began thrusting, mumbling enxantations as a womb tattoo graced the omegas stomach, increasing his pleasure ten fold and watching as (name) began cumming uncontrollably.

Rindōs thrusts were hard and aggressive as his thighs slapped (name)a ass cheeks and his large wings entrapped (name) nice and close to him as the two kissed sloppily, orgasm after orgasm escaping the poor succubus as the two fed off one another, the poor Omega practically putty in his arms as he let the other fuck him stupid.

"Wanna be mine, pretty? Be mine forever? Only feed off me?" Rindō asked teasingly and (name) bared his neck, surprising the other a bit but grinned none the less as he bit into his neck, venom flowing into (name) as his knot caught and cum began pouring into the other, poor (name) barely conscious.

"Good boy... Nice and full now? Don't worry... Alpha will keep you well fed every day, keep you do nice on my cock" his omega would be his and his alone, he would remove any silly thoughts out of his pretty head and (name) would belong to him and bare his spawn.

It would be perfect.

[dunmeshistash]

Do you think that vampires could/would exist in the dunmeshi universe? It's not directly referred to like other horror fantasy (zombies, werewolves/beastmen, etc)

I think the closest to a vampire in dunmeshi is the mosquito succubus

Maybe a giant bat werebeast?? Althought the giant bats look more like fruit bats but their pages say they drink blood

Actually gonna say it, kind of a coward move from Kui if it's gonna be a blood drinking bat make it look like one that actually drinks blood smh, fruit bats are way "cuter" cause they look like dogs but they mostly eat fruit like the name implies

Vampire bat have a shorter face tiny eyes and huge ears, adorable

Fruit bats, even the giant version that exists irl called indian flying foxes, look like dogs, long snouts big eyes, also very cute

The giant ones also eat fruit and bugs and can have a wingspan of 150cm

Anyway what was the question, oh yeah, vampires, I guess a giant bat beastman would work since they drink blood but would probably be the monstrous side of vampire rather than the aristocrat side of vampire. Succubus really are the closest ones but a half-human half succubus would probably look more like insect girls with the moth wings

Anyone else in the bat fandom maybe you'd like this video it's pretty fun

[not-sleepys-blog]

Wolf!Nanami in heat

Content: Wolf hybrid Nanami who is have a rough time with his heat, !escort freader, masterbation, sex, size kink?, unprotected sex

Word count: 1,595

A/N: I made reader black because me too sis

“I don’t need help” Nanami grumbles into his phone, the voice on the other end sighs. “You can’t keep pretending that you can handle your heats by yourself, Nanami” Satoru, Nanami’s friend co-worker at the office he works at finally says. He can already imagine the shit eating grin on Satoru’s face as he continues talking. “You know this service is legit, they have all kinds of escorts, hybrids, sirens, succubus, and I’m pretty sure they even have humans working for them! Maybe I should try out a pretty little human.” Satoru giggles mischievously, earning an annoyed groan from Nanami as he hangs up on Satoru. Nanami tosses his phone on the couch next to him alongside balled up  tissues and ripped up porno magazines that didn’t help satisfy his heat. His hand moves up to his hair, his nails digging into his scalp as he struggles to fight off the urge to punch a hole into his wall near his tv.

Nanami’s heats have always been bad but this never this bad. Satoru was right even though he didn't want to give him that satisfaction of being right. Nanami is at his breaking point, he should've known that the back alley doctor’s heat suppressants he’s been taking would eventually fail him.

He can feel his cock hardening again, basically pulsating in between his thighs as he’s sitting on the edge of his couch. He groans rather loudly, the overstimulation almost painful. He’s already come six times, maybe eight. He stopped counting being too lost in the temporary relief of jerking off to care. But no matter how many times he cums it still doesn’t ease up his heat and he knows he can’t do it alone anymore. It’s been proven that going heats alone puts the body through stress and causes health problems. It’s gotten to the point that the government legalized escort services, for all the lonely and single hybrids that didn’t have a partner to ease the heat. 

The last thing he’d imagined himself doing was ordering from one of the many relief services he heard from Satoru and Suguru. He pushed it off for as long as he could but as the troublesome duo sent him links to various websites just as the haze of his heat came over him. By the time he realized he ordered an escort it was too late and there was no damn way to cancel. The worst part he didn’t know who he ordered, what he did know was that next time he saw Satoru and Suguru he was going to grab them by their tails and jump rope with their annoying asses.

The front door rings, his fluffy ears perking up as he’s pulled out of his thoughts. He stands up from the couch, his rock hard cock slapping against his thigh, dripping pre cum onto the floor beneath him. He doesn't even have enough common sense and mental capacity to put on pants or boxers, his breathing is ragged and heavy and his vision is blurry as he reaches the door to his apartment, yanking it open. He feels embarrassed when the cool air from the night time blows in from his doorway, the heat and musk of his more apparent but he’s too busy looking at you. His pupil dilating as a damn near debilitating rush of heat washes over him, his bushy tail swaying behind him, He wasn’t expecting a cute, petite human. He could probably break you in half if he wasn't careful. Your brown skin, curly hair, and curvy body was driving him crazy, well in his current state any woman would drive him nuts, but you were just… something else. Everything about you made his cock throb, the scent of your perfume and the way your hips moved as you rubbed your thighs together trying to hide your own arousal. “Fuck me” he muttered under his breath unable to tear his eyes away from you curvy figure. He wanted to break your tiny frame. 

His hand reached out, grabbing your arm roughly, yanking you inside before slamming the door shut behind them. “You’re going to do as I say, understand?” He growled as he grabbed your face, squeezing it slightly, not enough to hurt you, he didn’t want to damage your pretty face. You nod, whimpering as your breath catches in your throat. Your nod satisfied him, he licked his lips as he imagined how good you would taste, how good you would feel around his cock. He imagined your soft moans and whines as you claimed his thick cock wouldn’t fit in your pretty little pussy. He shook his head to focus on the pretty little thing in front of him, making his tail wag. “On your knees, doll. You’re going to suck me off.” His voice, low and husky. You drop down to your knees taking his already hard cock into your hands, kissing the shaft before you licked a small lick along one of his veins. You open your mouth wide, taking his cockhead into your mouth, you swirl your tongue around the head, teasing the sensitive spot beneath his foreskin. You sucked on his cock, your lips moving up and down his shaft, earning a groan from him as you massage his heavy balls. Nanami’s eyes glazed over with pleasure, his giant hands braced against the wall, his hips rocking slightly. “Fuck, thats a good little slut.” He praised.

You suck in your cheeks making your already tight mouth, more snug. Your teeth gently grazed against his shaft, you moaned around his cock as you took his full length. His eyes widened as you took his entire length into your mouth. He couldn’t help but moan, his hips rocking faster, his cock hitting the back of your throat, making you gag. His hands gripped your beautiful curls, holding your head steady as his fingers tangled into your locks. Nanami’s cock throbbed in your mouth, his cum building up inside of him ready to come out. He pulled out of his thick cock glistening with your saliva. “Stand up” he demanded as he pulled you up to your feet. He pulled his shirt off, revealing his muscular body. His wolf ears twitched  and his tail flicked behind him, the tip twitching with excitement. He stepped closer to you, his cock pressing against your pussy. Without any kind of warning he lifted you up, pinning you against the wall with one hand while using his other hand to yank down your skirt and panties. His cock rubbing against your sensitive folds, teasing your entrance. You whine in response to his teasing, he responded to your whines with coos “Shhh doll, be patient. You’ll get it soon enough.” He groaned as he rocked his hips back and forth, rubbing his cock against your wetness. 

“I’m going to fuck you so hard” He groaned, thrusting his cock into your pussy “Ahh, fuck you’re so fucking tight babydoll” he moaned as he began to pound into you, his hips moving in sync with his thrusts. His cockhead hitting your G-spot, sending waves of pleasure through your body. His hands slide down cupping your ass, squeezing it before giving it a slap, while his other hand grips your hair, pulling your head back, exposing your neck and collarbone.You let out a series of loud mewls, your eyes rolling back in pleasure. “It’s too big… can’t take it, won’t fit.” You whined into the wall, drool spilling from the corner of your mouth. Nanami growled, his wolf instinct taking over as he felt you clench around his cock. His ears perked up, and his tail swished back and forth. He couldn’t help but bite down on his lip, his teeth scraping against his skin as he thrust harder and deeper. The scent of your arousal filled his nostrils, your sweet moans and whimpers filled his ears, driving him to the brink of madness.”You feel so good around me” he growled, his voice filled with lust. “I’m gonna make you take every inch of my cock, and you’ll love it like a good little whore.” His hand slid down to your clit, rubbing it in circles, his thumb flicking over it with the write amount of pressure. His other hand tightened its grip on your hair, pulling your head back even further. He leaned in, his fangs grazing your skin, leaving a trail of hickeys as he whispered into your ear.

“Mine. You’re mine now doll, I’m going to fill you up and breed you yeah” He grunted his voice rough with desire as his own climax building rapidly. His cock twitched violently inside you, hitting your g-spot again and again. “‘M gonna cum” you babbled, his cock has you seeing stars as he rammed into you. “Gonna cum f’ me? Cum for me doll” A string of mewls leave your lips, squeezing your eyes shut as you come around his fat cock. Your vision became blurred as he thrusted into you repeatedly.

 His cock twitched violently inside you as he felt you hitting your peak. He thrusted into you, burying his entire length inside her, his cockhead hitting your cervix. He grunted as his knot formed before his cum spilled into your tight hole, filling it to the brim. His hand moved back down to your clit rubbing faster, milking every last drop of your orgasm from you. His hips sputtered, his cock still buried deep inside you, as he continued to pump his seed into you, claiming you as his. <3

[eldritch-spouse]

Trying to hang out and catch up with your demon girlfriends, but the owner of the ice cream place you go to keeps butting into your conversation.

" Oh God, he's coming this way again, isn't he? " You murmur, having avoided eye contact with the weird glutton just in that nick of time where it wouldn't be seen as rude.

One of your friends snorts, then harshly elbows the succubus next to her. " Go on, get him busy. We need to have a talk. "

" Owwie... Okay, you owe me. " The mid-ranker in question groans, then gets up with a big bright smile befitting of a model. She puffs her cheeks and adjusts her sizeable breasts behind her scant dress before getting up and immediately making a b-line for Berle. You would feel bad for her, if not for the fact that you know she truly enjoys being a nuisance whenever possible.

" That should buy us time. " The demoness twice your size chuffs. She claps a hand on your shoulder and practically drags you forward on the table. " Listen up pipsqueak, you know who that is? "

" Well, I- " You stammer. " I know he's kind of a celebrity around here... "

" Kind of?! " The smaller of your friend hisses like you've disappointed her. " That right there is Vorticia's youngest son! "

Your eyes widen like dinner plates. " The Queen Vorticia's son? "

" ... 'S kinda cute he has a puppy crush on you. " The sloth currently busy with a bowl of chocolate ice cream mumbles.

" Cute?! " The tallest one growls. " No way! Having royalty after you is fucked up, man! "

She blinks, that poor brain trying to catch up. " H- Huh? Whaddya mean? "

" Think about it, idiot. Infernal royalty aren't people you simply refuse. Take our King for example, everyone's shaking in their boots wondering if a war will start with every minor disagreement... "

Your hands shake slightly on the table. " But- But that's madness. Why would he want anything with me? I'm not even... I'm just a nobody. "

" Yeah right?! So what the fuck does he want to do with you- " You know better than to answer when she pokes her big index against your chest. " Nothing good, that's what! "

" O- Okay. " She's your friend, you trust her judgement about demon royalty.

" You need to show him you're not here to be fucked with! Harden up, do a bitch face, like this- " She puffs like a wild boar and makes a truly terrifying snarl of an expression, gums showing and eyes blazing with malice. It makes you shudder.

In turn, you can only weirdly strain a grimace. It makes you feel like a clown, and judging by her cheeks now puffing with laughter, it's not working very well. " Pfff- Okay, gonna need some work, but I'm confident. Maybe. "

She's swatted by the tiny woman next to you. " You think that's going to stop him, seriously? What we need is strategy. She's hopeless on her own! "

" Thanks- "

" Oh yeah?! What's your big idea? "

" Guys- " The sloth tries to speak around a mouthful of chocolate. " We all took the cockblock oath, chill. "

A chorus of "We did"s follows.

" Right? So, let's just keep being cockblockers. "

" What- To a prince?! I know she's a demon magnet, but come on, even we have limits! "

" Well- I think we're doing okay so far. " She points a spoonful of ice cream out into the distance.

Your succubus friend is firmly wrapped around Berle, one hand toying with his right horn and the other insistently trying to weasel under his apron while she talks his ears off and the young glutton tries desperately to keep up. He looks frantic, glancing around frequently as if having lost track of something.

Your wrathful friend forces your chin her way before your eyes can meet the prince's again.

" You're never coming here without us all, okay? "

[pierofilm]

𝐅𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬: 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 | Teaser One

2023 | 18+ | Series | ENHYPEN OT6 × READER | MASTERLIST

SUMMARY with the absolute order from the highest celestials, six high ranking angels were sent to capture and condemn you—an exceedingly sinful and overpowering succubus to the holy tower for eternity. Capturing you might not be so difficult with them outnumbering you, but the question is; would they be able to keep ignoring your irresistible charms while staying firm to their principles, abiding by the rules, and reciting their prayers forever?

GENRE angels and demons au, romance, reverse harem, angst, fluff, smut

WORD COUNT 1.7k

"Aaah~ aren't you a pretty little dumb thing?" You sang a song as you approached the cowering human, pressing your heels on his back which caused him to whimper in downright fear.

Your eyes fell upon an unconscious lady against the wall, her lips hanging apart with bubbles dripping from the corners of her lips. And then at the half unzipped pants of the middle-aged men beneath your heel.

What a cute sight, you thought. You only came to the red district to have some little fun with your favourite humans, to feed on their energy and so on. Your eyebrow raises at the thought of meddling with the humans committing sins, you shouldn't have to stop the man from forcing the lady against her will, yeah? The amount of pitch dark energies it would give you would be tremendously high and sufficient for your cultivation as a succubus, so why did you even bother?

At the back of your mind, a tiny voice called out in a moderate volume among any others. Maybe you could save her just for today, she ain't that strong enough to survive but maybe you could let her live one more day free of pain.

"Hm, why, why. Aren't you a big brave baby boy, why don't you show me how hungry you are?" Your finger swayed in a circular motion, casting a dark crimson spell within the man's orb which turn him into madness; his nails grew longer and sharp, screeching against the wet ground. His back arching to the point his lower spine grew out.

Your eyes mesmerised by your creation, you hushed the monster inside the club. "Go ahead, and have your feast."

Pitch darkness engulfed the sky, the city bustling with all sorts of noises and the road heavy with passing vehicles, crowds roaming around the street and alleys.

Walking down the street with your succubus' aura oozing too much with the hot crimson dress hugging your figure had all eyes regardless of gender thirsting over you, even though you didn't try that hard. You smirked at that, you never fail to make them fall for you anyways; asking you for a date that you very well know what it leads to, you politely declined them as your appetite has gone to the drain for no reason.

Pushing the glass door opened, the chill air inside the shop enveloped your bare arms—blending with the red dust particles around your body, replacing the crimson dress hugging you hips into a plain blue shirt with a full covered cardigan and a black skirt.

"(Name)! What are you doing so late outside, don't you have no idea how dangerous it is?!" The old lady with the round glasses on top of her nose, smacked your shoulders with a long sigh.

"Gosh, aunt. Nothing to worry about, I took the cab."

"Still! That's no excuse, didn't you hear that a pervert is roaming around the neighbourhood and a few female students have gone missing?!"

You shook your head in amusement, letting her rant on and on. Oblivious she was to your real identity, as you had kept it as a secret for a couple of years already, moulding your human skin to that of a simple human girl. You tied up your hair to a messy bun, putting your apron on as you went to your daily routine.

Arranging the costumes.

This place belongs to the aunt who had scolded you a moment ago, it's a shop that stood upon the business of embroidering all sorts of costumes or cosplays. It stood firm before the busy street, customers spilling in and out from the entrance every single day as soon as the sun rises. You surely weren't the only worker here, as there are other three that weren't currently present. None of them knew your real form.

It has been nearly a thousand years after you've been banished from heaven, looking back to the night sky—you snickered at memory flashing through your mind; of your fragile form weeping on the heaven's holy entrance. Not that it's important anymore, but surely it's chaos above there isn't? A lot more chaos, you wish rather than pray, for what is there use to pray when the gods above loathed your very existence.

You loathe them too, tremendously even, for what did have they done but threw you out? They didn’t even bother to hear any words from your lips, only sealing it with their powers that you’ve come to hated so much.

The bell rang slightly, unnoticed by you since you were in your thoughts, and your hands weaving the threads altogether. A couple of light taps on the counter had your attention, turning your head to the customer. “Oh- welcome to-”

A bright, prince charming of an image stood before you, taking your breath away instantly as you stuttered along each word you uttered. “What can I help you with, sir?” suppressing the inner smirk threatening to raise the corners of your lips, he sure is damn dashing as hell enough for you to feed on later.

“Um, hi.” He paused, his eyes looking away every couple of seconds. You obviously can see how struck he was at you, by your charms and so on. You wish you could grab a popcorn as you watch his eyelashes fluttering and the roses dusted on his cheeks. “I-ah, cosplay? I had a halloween party this weekend, so I would like to have some customised angel costumes for me and my friends.”

Angel. How cute. He wants to cosplay as an angel? You snickered at that particular word, sure he does look dashing enough to resemble an angel but you sure hope that he atleast doesn’t possess the filthy traits that one particular god had.

“Sure, is there anything you would like to add on your costumes?”

You guided him through the boxes filled with dozens varieties of materials, and you watched him as he took his time in each one of them with the notes flipped open on your hand and a pen on your other, you didn’t need it all, to be honest. Names, words, places and every word you heard are fully ingrained in your mind, never to be forgotten once uttered. That’s why, you had so much trouble with the downside of this ability despite the wonders of it. But the veil of deception you lifted upon you are to be carefully and meticulously tweaked to utter perfection, what is there to complain anyways?

You caught him stealing a few glances at you, a bit amused at his childish actions—you approached him as you wore the seductive smile on your lips. “Is there anything you want help with, sir?” Oh, how bad you want to take him right now. But darkness hasn’t enveloped the sky, and it would be inappropriate to the owner of this shop. Huh? You held the need to laugh at the word, “inappropriate” as if there's anything “appropriate” left in you though?

“See, I’m only asking this since.. Never mind.” he voiced out.

“Go ahead, sir. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.”

“Would you like to be my partner to the party?”

Sure, why not? You happily agreed to his request without any hesitation, what is there hit around the bush for nothing? That ain’t your style; first come, first serve—the golden rules remain the same no matter how many a thousand years had passed.

Yet..

"M-mister, I haven't done nothing, have I? P-please don't hurt me! I'm only a weak girl! There's nothing I could have done to anger you, did I?!" Your arm accidentally slid on the edge of the table, causing you to drop to your knees. Letting out a yelp in the process, your eyes begun tearing up. Lips trembling, you shook your head. "Who are you two?!"

The bustling noises of Halloween party oddly turn into a piercing silence of nothing, all the sounds of life had flee away from the space and only you remain. An ability that you recognise from someone in particular, someone that belongs to a particular kind of creature.

"Quit your act, we know who you are." Sunghoon approached you, the man who is supposedly your customer that asked you to be his partner a week ago. "Lady Succubus, isn't?"

An excruciating silence engulfed a couple of seconds after he uttered those words.

"Ugh, what a bummer. Let me act for a little awhile, yeah?" Your weeping face was replaced with amusement, a low disinterested tone enveloping your voice as you wiped off the tears from the corners of your eyes, getting up on your feet you did as you lazily look at their way. "Angels? It's been awhile since I saw one. I thought they had given up on tying me down. But.." pausing in getting a better look at the two.

They remained silent, not uttering anything yet highly alerted at your presence which has you a tad bit annoyed but after awhile—curiosity arises inside you which had you wondered how many did the angels did the gods sent to you this time? What kind of rules do they had amongst each other or who had the upper hand or who was the weakest?

"—didn't know the gods had such adorable baby angels with them?" You shrugged. "Couldn't they send a much bigger one with muscles or something.. but I'm not complaining."

“B-baby angels?!” Sunoo scoffed in return, “Please, for your information, we’re almost a thousand year old.”

“A thousand years?” Tapping your tongue inside your cheek, you winked at them. "Dom, or sub?"

Taken aback at your bold flirty gesture, Sunoo shook his head along with Sunghoon, tilting his head downwards in attempts to cover the light blush on his cheeks, whispering. "Ugh, she's so-"

‘Why are you even blushing?! Take control of yourself, you’re a high ranking angel!’

‘I know, I know!’ Sunoo screamed telepathically at Jay who interrupted him.

"We're here to capture you, I believe there's nothing to say anymore." said Sunghoon.

"Aw, baby boys like you are gonna do what? Capture me? Might as well tie me down with some rope or something?"

“That’s what we intended to do, actually.” Sunghoon lifted his index finger, taking one last look at Sunoo. "Bound her to the holy tower."

A neon blue light engraved in the speed of light on the ground, patterns of whom you recognised forms into chains and flew out from the ground before your very eyes, entangling your wrist and your neck in a thick metal collar which tightens almost immediately at your resistance.

"Tsk, this is not the rope I was asking for though. But how cute, you think this could do anything to me?" you snapped your thumb against your index finger, particles of crimson dust emerging from the tips—forming into a giant dust creatures that flew around their form, the horrendous long fingers of those creatures tightened around their neck which causes their spell to lose it’s activation on your form.

Something flashes across your line of vision, before you could react—a man in a white shirt and pants, black slicked hair and a tall frame hovering yours—raises his hand up the air, slapping your right cheek that it caused your line of vision pointing towards the ground.

Wiping the blood on the corner of your lip, you scoffed as your eyes fell on the man, seemingly unfazed. "You hit like a bitch, try harder."

Your words alone had his eyebrows twitching in utter annoyance, “I could hit you harder, brat. Sluts like you–”

“Oh, I didn’t know the recent generations of angels got such a feisty tongue. And how so? I’d prefer it... in another way tho.” Your words dusted off cherry hues on the boy's fair cheeks. "Aw, are you blushing?"

“Blushing for a slut like you? The goddesses above are more worthy than you who use such words in order to gain the favour of men.”

"Taking such tremendous pride in your status as an angel, what an awful thing to do."

"Unlike you, who are ungrateful. Drenching yourself in filth despite being given the opportunity by the gods to cultivate yourself to the highest rank of angels, that's what I call an idiot would only do." Jay raised his eyebrow.

You licked your tongues against your fangs, amusement laced in your voice. "A feisty angel indeed, what kind of training did they put you on to be this harsh? Why don't you come to me and see that I can do better?"

"You're nothing but filth, I would never lay my hand on you. Look at yourself."

"Ouch, am I supposed to get offended?" You raised your eyebrow at the boy whose piercing gaze never ceases. "Try harder."

"Quit reasoning with her, Jay." Jungwon appeared behind him, placing his palms on Jay's back. "She's a powerful succubus, remember. Stick with the mission."

"Fine." never breaking his glare at your soul, “No one’s going to save you anyways.”

Forming their hands into patterns were ultimately interrupted with a smoke emerging right before their eyes, your silhouette appearing out of it causing Jay's eyes to widened and his lips hanging apart by the close proximity between you and him; your nose almost brushing against his.

"Cinderella's dead, everybody." You muttered with a bored look on your face, clapping your palms together as you gaze deep into his soul. “Bold of you to assume that she’s still alive.”

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[monster-slxt]

Ever since you moved into your new home, you've been having this strange dream of this shadowy man with horns and a tail would appear and mercilessly fuck your paralyzed body until it filled you with several loads of its cum. However when you awoke, everything seemed fine.

I would just assume they were perfectly normal dreams. A bit strange that they keep happening every single night, but I probably just need to get laid. Of course, I had no way of knowing the pretty antique mirror left by the previous owner was actually a portal to hell!

I start to anticipate the dreams, they just feel sooo real! I start edging before going to bed, and even though I cum several times in the dream I always wake up and start desperately masterbating. I chalk my unusual horniness down to living alone for the first time, and don't even notice how sensitive I've gotten. I don't think about how strange it is that I can barely walk around fully dressed without the feeling of fabric rubbing against me turning me into a needy dripping mess. I start spending more and more time at home cumming again and again thinking about those dreams.

What is harder to ignore, however, is the other, more visual ways my body is changing. A candy pink blush starts on my face but slowly spreads to cover my whole body, tiny bumps on my forehead slowly grow into cute little curved horns, and one day I wake up with a classic demonic tail. I should be freaking out, shouldn't I? But I'm not. I'm far too busy with how good this new body feels.

Finally one day as I'm looking at these changes in that lovely antique mirror, a shadowy horned figure appears behind me. I recognize him instantly as the creature from my dreams, and without looking away I know he's only in the reflection. He reaches a hand towards the mirror, and as if pulled by a string I reach towards his hand, slipping through the cool mirror. As soon as I'm within reach he grabs me and pulls me fully into the mirror and his arms.

He wastes no time in thrusting his demonic cock inside me, and it's better than the dreams ever were. He doesn't talk as he sets a brutal pace, but I somehow understand everything my master has done to get me in his arms. Using the mirror to fuck me every night, his demonic cum slowly transformed me into the perfect succubus for him. And now with the transformation complete, I'll be his forever, serving and pleasuring him here in hell, my mind and body warped to fit his preferences.

As he cums deep inside me, I can feel the last of the transformation complete. Any lingering doubts or worries vanish as the demonic magic seeps from my womb to my whole body. In a flash a sigil appears over top of my womb, the final step in binding me to be his fuck toy for the rest of time

[tinycutesuccubus]

I am afraid of how much I sexualize fictional characters since people assume I am insane

tee hee, but he is my cutie patootie pookie and no, I dont have 256 fan arts of him smiling and one audio tiktok file of him laughing cutely and pinterest board just to cope with my loneliness, mental illness and the eixstential dread that I could be unloveable.

[actuallysaiyan]

Freaky Stories: A Monster Prompt List

Welcome ghouls to another prompt list by yours truly. Since I have finished Kinktober and I'm on vacation, I thought why not have a prompt list. Down below are a few rules to follow!

RULES

Please only choose up to two of the prompts in the list of your choosing.

Be clear about who you'd like to have say the lines. Whether it be reader or the character.

I'll mostly write fem!reader but I'm open to trying male!reader as well.

I will be writing these all the way up til Halloween and then maybe a few days after, but any prompts received after October 31st will be ignored. I apologize as I know I don't finish prompt lists often but I'd like to try and finish this one.

Please be kind and have fun! Think of this almost as a Trick or Treat event of sorts!

These prompts are all written by me. They feature 5 prompts for 6 different monsters.

Fandoms I will be writing for: MHA, JJK, Dragon Ball, Naruto, Bleach, FF7, Ranma 1/2, Demon Slayer, Chainsaw Man, Devil May Cry, Kill La Kill...along with others in my fandom list in my rules, but these are probably the main ones.

The Prompts

Werewolves

“I'm going to keep my knot in you, so my seed will take.”

“Look at you, covered in my marks. Everyone will know you belong to me.”

“You know it's the full moon. I can't control myself around you right now.”

“Careful, little mate. You're tempting me right now and I could easily fall into a rut.”

“Are you in heat? How adorable…let me help you with that.”

Vampires

“I can smell you from here. Do you have any idea how much you drive me insane?”

“You should have run when you had the chance. Now I cannot tear myself away from you.” 

“I can hear your heart beating. Are you scared, little dove?”

“I could tear you to fucking shreds, and yet…I'd rather turn you.”

“Here we are…ready to love one another for eternity.”

Dragons 

“How dare you come into my lair and not realize what you were getting yourself into?”

“Tsk tsk…many adventurers have come in here. And none of them have stayed. What makes you think you're any different?”

“You have to take my eggs…take them and have our precious babies.”

“You have my mark on you. That means you've been promised to me for all eternity.”

“Nobody lays a hand on my mate. They don't realize who you belong to.”

Witches 

“A love potion? Don't you know how dangerous those can be? You're better off falling in love with me in the natural way.”

“You've got ancient magic in your blood…just like I do. We were destined to be together.”

“I will lay my life on the line to protect you, but I know you can use magic as well. So why don't you show me what you got?”

“No love spells. Just you and me…and tonight under the full moon.”

“I've known who you are for years. You're my rival…and I love you.”

Siren/Merpeople

“So you heard my song? I didn't think it would affect you.”

“Listen to me…you're here with me forever. It's our destiny.”

“My voice enchanted you. You came to me. Now you must pay the price.”

“Such a cute little human…I knew you'd fall for me.”

“Listen to my voice. Listen to my words. You are mine.” 

Succubus/Incubus/Demon

“Silly little human…so tiny. I'll have fun breaking you in.”

“All those dreams you were having? They were all about me, weren't they?”

“You're in my domain now. And now anything I say…it goes.”

“You belong to me. You said the words and you did the incantation and the invocation…now you are mine.”

“You sold your soul to me. No returns!”

[ohtobeleah]

i was thinking about your “murph” one shot and in my head jake and agony are like best friends

so just imagine him going to her house after her maternity leave to work out with her and being super supportive of her saying things like “you’re even stronger now that you’re a mother”

M.U.R.P.H

Wait stop it this is so cute. 🥺 Jake would be the most supportive person especially if Bradley spilled the beans and let it slip that you were feeling pretty mundane and convinced that now you were a mum that your career was over.

And I mean Hangman doesn’t get how you put that idea together in your head but at the same time he does understand why you’d be feeling that way. The Navy isn’t the greatest when it comes to supporting women in rolls that were usually held by men in an industry typically dominated by men. You just happen to have the double whammy. You got the Navy and the Fitness Industry cramming misogynistic rhetoric down your throat. 

So Jake does what he does best. He’s your husbands wingman after all. Which means by default he’s yours for life wether you like it or not.

“I saw some girl doing this on a leg press—“ Jake groans out as you hover around him. He can practically smell the newborn scent coming from the sleeping tot in your wrap. Snug to your chest as you check his form.

“That makes it a single leg leg press not a Bulgarian Split Squat.” You replied with a soft chuckle as you kiss your baby girls head. She smelt so fresh. “Just keep your hips straight, shut up and do your reps.”

“You’re really mean now you know that right?” Jake knows that you’ve been dealing with some postpartum depression—mainly because whenever you looked in the mirror you saw everything that had changed and nothing that resembled your former self. The doctors warned Bradley that there would be an adjustment period, but he never thought you’d be so hard on yourself. He thought you’d give yourself some time to recover, and slowly build up to where you were before you fell pregnant.

“You know what my name is right?” You were still in your flannels, with Hangman being the only one who really pushed to continue one on one PT you saw no need to change when you rolled out of bed at a crisp 5am to meet him in the garage that he had a clicker for. Baby girl strapped to your chest like the succubus Jake claimed her to be. Draining all the life from his best friends wife, so his best friend.

“Agony—and it’s fitting too you psychopath.” She was cute—he’d give her that much. Jake groaned as he pushed through his last two and dropped the dumbbells to the floor. “Done, what’s next chief?”

“RDL’s but here I’ll set your rack up because after last time I don’t trust you.” You chuckled as you unwrapped your baby girl. “She’s sleeping and it gives you some time to breathe.” Jake sat back on the soft box you’d had him doing box jumps on for his warm out as you handed him little baby Bradshaw.

“Hi baby—“ Jake cooed, holding her to his chest as she slept. “Did you know that your mama is the strongest woman I know?” He whispered just loud enough for you to hear as you walked over towards the rack. Catching Jakes reflection in the mirror. “She is, and she won’t give herself a chance to breathe will she?” He shook his his head as if your daughter was going to respond. “No, no she won’t and she needs to, doesn’t she.”

“You got something to say over there Seresin?”

“Me and Little Lilly here were just talking about how you need to start cutting yourself some slack.” He sighed as he stood from the place he’d recently perched upon. Cradling your daughter in one arm. She looked so tiny in Bradley’s arms, Jakes too. “You’re gonna get back to where you were.”

“People aren’t gonna take me seriously if I can’t lead by example—“ You shook your head as you loaded up the bar for Jake like it was moving paper. He frowned as he bounced softly and watched as you set up a 220 pound barbell for his first set of three reps. You weren’t joking when you said he was going heavy huh?

But what really took him by surprise was that you racked it at chin height. He thought you were going ask him to front squat the bar down. But no. You did. You cleaned it from the rack and with easy, placed it down with a thud on the ground.

What about that didn’t scream strong?

“I take you seriously.” Jake placed a gentle hand shoulder on your shoulder. “Even if you show up to our PT sessions in flannels.” He shrugged the taunt off. “And you just cleaned 220 off the rack without any problems, if you think you aren’t strong and fierce and won’t get back to where you were before this little crotch goblin I think you’re wrong.”

“Jake—that’s very sweet, really, but I just don’t see it when I look in the mirror.” You’re looking at Jake in the mirror, he’s standing behind you looking you head in the eye. He’s never been more serious.

“You gave birth to a whole human, in the administration building unmedicated and you’re telling me you don’t feel powerful and strong and fucking badass.” You jabbed your elbow into his rib when he swore. “Sorry—she’s sleeping anyway.”

“It’s different—“ You end the conversation at that but Jake has one more thing to say to your little girl before he hands her over, Bradley sees the interaction from the doorway he’s leaning against. He’d just gotten out of bed and thought he’d make sure you hadn’t killed his best friend yet.

“You’re mama’s superwoman baby girl, just you watch, her comes-backs personal.”

[rodeoxqueen]

Greetings once again my queen. The idea of succubus/incubus in dmc has swirled around my mind like rotisserie chimken. Fluff and smut pretty please. They just reside in a human world, mostly chillin, not killing. Occasionaly sapping unsuspecting person for sustenance. Then one day they are get suprise visit from Dmc crew that expects dangerous demon, but its just this cute and sexy person with miscolored skin and teeny horns. Sparks fly and local sex demon soon learns there's more potent mana than the one stolen in backalley from occasional fling - love.

I love this idea so much I had to write something for this. I made this Dante/Reader coded.

-Rodeo

Dante/ Sex Demon! Reader

The DMC crew was expecting a dangerous demon indeed, a succubus/incubus sighting was rare.

You were in your demonic form when they gave chase and you fought like hell.

You were a lesser demon than the Spardas and you were quick to be captured and pinned by a devil sword to the wall by your shirt, also stolen from one of your victims.

In a bout of exhaustion, you returned to your human-ish form.

Demon and all, they just weren't expecting you to be so....cute?

Nero was surprised to hear a demon hiss like a cat like you did, trying to free yourself and near-begging for your life.

It wasn't your fault exactly for catching the attention of the crew, you had accidentally taken out a few humans with your soul-sucking powers.

With your submissive nature, the boys didn't find you as dangerous of a threat as they thought. Just a demon that got lost in the human world and learned to deal with it.

So they did what they always did: taking in another demon.

So there you were, a demon working with the great Sparda family.

You became the bookkeeper for the family business and came with for smaller missions.

Dante was immediately endeared by your tiny horns and engraved skin that was so pretty to look at. No wonder no human could resist you.

Vergil couldn't help but find your heart-shaped pupils and doe-like stare adorable. Like a cat almost, which he had learned to enjoy the company of.

You weren't used to kindness unless it meant the person being nice to you wanted to get in your pants.

So when Dante started just being nice to you and asking you to go to places with you, you were surprised. What did a demon like Dante want with a lowly sex demon like you???

You thrived off the kindness the Sparda boys gave you and you almost entered a moment of celibacy, not wanting to prey on humans anymore for manna. If they hated demons that preyed on humans, you surely wouldn't want to be one of those.

You weren't as powerful as before, but it was worth it to feel a sense of family and belonging.

The boys noticed you started becoming more human-like, with your horns becoming smaller and your engraved skin becoming more of a human tone.

As a sex demon, you tended to attract people just by just being. Sometimes you would wear skimpier clothing, more comfortable showing skin with your sexual nature.

"You're killin' me, baby." Dante would think internally as he would see you in such attire.

You and Dante had been flirty with each other for some time. You couldn't help it, seeing such a handsome demon every day.

It wasn't until your demonic energy finally tapped out and you became weak like a human.

Luckily for you, Dante had approached a rather severe rut when you had began craving for sex again.

The two of you were quick to get your hands on each other.

Dante had been acting strange lately, choosing to hole himself in his room and not coming out for a long time. The demonic energy leaking from him was enticing and you couldn’t help but rub your thighs together thinking just in its presence. 

You were embarrassed, demon tail with a heart-shaped end curling and flicking in the air in curiosity. 

You knocked on Dante’s door with a glass of strawberry lemonade. 

The boys told you Dante was in a rut and your heart skipped a beat. You didn’t see the knowing glance between Nero and Vergil when you ignored their comment about leaving him alone and leaving quickly to his room. 

You and Dante had a sexual tension that Nero could cut with his sword for some time. Dante explained he didn’t want to pressure you into anything since you were used to being used by humans. So for a long time, you fed off his demonic energy in slight amounts, going on dates and spending a lot of time together. It wasn’t anything you were used to, but it was well-welcomed. 

Demonic heats were common and could drive one insane. Your core ached thinking about those heats, where you were desperate to grind against skin and feel your center stretched by a ridged demon cock. You made your peace with other demons for some time, choosing humans to do such actions with. They were definitely lesser than a demon’s company. 

You were hungry again, and not for food. 

 A knock on the door and movement lead to Dante opening the door, shirt off as he usually did, but with a sheen of sweat over his chiseled skin. 

“Hey sugar.” He rasped, face tinged pink slightly at his predicament. A hot sex demon right in front of him, and he’s in a rut that’s never been as bad until now. 

“Hello, Dante. Can I come in?” You ask, giving him the glass, which he gladly drank from. 

“Oh, sure. I guess.” He lets you in. His room is a mess, with clothes strewn about everywhere and cups he forgot to bring into the kitchen. The curtains were closed, no natural light in the room. 

“How is your rut?” Dante blushed slightly. You were always one to ask blunt questions, human social code not of your own. 

“Hardest fucking rut I’ve ever had.” You blinked owlishly at him. Fuck, you were killing Dante. In that sexy fit and your beautiful face. 

Hell sure knew how to make their sex demons. 

“Why is that?” You asked, coming closer to Dante. He almost wanted to back away, your scent making his cock stir. 

He gulped, not used to this forwardness you came into his room with. 

“You know, I can fix that.” You lull, tail swishing behind you. 

“Oh really?” Dante exuded a slight dominance, looking down at you with lust sick eyes. 

“Sex demons are quite partial to other demon’s heats..” You smile. 

Dante remains quiet, a smile reaching his face when you come even closer. 

“Are you sure?” He asks. You nod softly, a sweet smile on your face and he swears he sees your heart-shaped pupils shine for a brief moment. 

“I want you, Dante. Let me scratch this itch of yours.” You two are so close that he can feel your tail coming around from your back to tap against his leg, coaxing him. 

You two kiss and it is electric. 

You’ve never kissed someone and felt the same spark you give to others. But this is different. This is Dante. Your Dante. 

“Come here, you sweet thing.” Dante pulls you close and kisses you, his back against his desk. He puts a hand on your rear, lifting you up to reach his hungry mouth. 

Your tail wraps around his strong thigh and he carries you to bed. 

You’re so excited, being fucked by a demon finally. 

Dante is a smattering of kisses against your neck and chest, both of you stripping away your clothes in a hurry. 

You’re in your underclothes when you see the hardening erection in Dante’s briefs. You palm him in his briefs and he groans. 

He takes off the briefs, hard cock hitting his navel, ruddy and thick. You lick your lips, fangs showing. 

You move around, Dante laying on his back as you give pretty little kisses on the head. 

“You’re such a little tease.” You giggle, letting him hit the back of your throat after some foreplay. You choke and gasp, but continue letting him use your throat for his own pleasure. Tears leak from your eyes as you feel that delicious lack of air. 

He’s the biggest you’ve ever had in your mouth and you drool all over him. You can already feel your strength returning to you just by his pleasure, slipping into your veins like the sweetest drug. 

Dante pulls you off his cock and gives you another kiss, tasting himself on your tongue. 

“Let me fuck you, baby.” You nod and take off the last barrier from feeling Dante’s skin against yours. 

He lays you on your back, fingers teasing your entrance. You’re already so slick and Dante can’t help but try a taste of you. 

You purr at the pleasure, celibacy broken as he continues to feed himself of your essence. 

Your legs wrap around his head and he groans again, raspy voice vibrating against your core. 

Dante is in absolute heaven here in between your legs. 

Your moans are like music to his ears. 

Eventually, Dante comes up for air. He sticks his thumb in your mouth, letting you suck on it. 

“Fuck, baby.” 

He grinds his member against your entrance, tapping his head against your slickness. 

“Is this okay?” 

You nod drunkenly, spirals against your skin deepening in color and your horns turning (f/c). 

Dante pushes in, hissing at your tightness. 

You let out a long moan, panting as you try to take Dante. 

“Oh my god~” 

Dante kisses your forehead, between your horns. 

Hours pass and you’re insatiable, riding Dante as you've gotten used to his length and both of you have lost your human forms much earlier. 

He’s trying the weight of his bed, springs creaking as he’s in his SDT form. You’re covered in spirals, horns spikier than before and claws out. 

You look ethereal to Dante, as he fucks you onto his cock. 

It isn’t until Nero comes back when the two of you are completely sated, laying on his chest and he returns to his human form again. 

You yelp when Nero passes the open door, moving the covers to hide your nudity. 

“Keep that damn door closed, you horn dogs!” Nero shouts as he runs away from Dante’s room. You had completely forgotten to close the door after you. 

Dante chuckles, keeping you closer. 

“This was fun. Thank you for keeping me company during my rut.” 

You kiss him on his cheek. 

“Anytime.” 

Two demons lay in bed, completely at peace with the world and each other. 

[n3kk1tty]

Beasts of Santa Carla the first child

Everyone in the pack gathered around excited to see the newest addition. (Y/n) had spent the last six months trying to prepare her lovers for a succubi birth. She herself wasn't sure how long she would be pregnant for as she was a hybrid after all but it seemed like she took after her incubus father in the duration department. Succubi being a demonic breeder species weren't pregnant for long no matter if their baby was a succubi, hybrid, or the species of their mate.

This caused the pack to be in distress after they found out succubi only stayed pregnant for six months before birthing their child and could fall pregnant not but a week after and their bodies didn't suffer or face consequences from back to back pregnancy like humans did. This especially freaked out David whose only experience raising kids was Laddie so the idea that if him and the others weren't careful they could quickly accidentally have six kids back to back was giving the poor vampire gray hair. As soon as you gave birth David was giving you your pregnancy suppressant meds even though he loved you dearly he didn't think he could handle back to back babies. Six months felt way too short to prepare for father and motherhood.

While their hybrid lover sat back making onesies and horn caps for her future bundle of joy the rest prepped like crazy. Star did everything she could to make sure her lover's pregnancy was as stress free as possible. Marko spent the sixth months showering you with love and painting the baby's room in the house. Paul sang to the baby bump every night and filled the nursery with soft things. Micheal was freaking out the whole time though he didn't know if he would be a good father especially with how his father treated his mother but he had Dwayne there to calm him down and help him.

Those two stood guard around you ready for whenever you were gonna give birth. Then there was David. Who on the outside appeared calm while in reality he was panicking over demonic and human baby books nonstop. He would wait for when you and him were alone to crumple to your side fussing over your bump and demanding to know if you were being taken care of good, if you needed a massage or food. When you did give birth to your first baby girl the group gathered around you panicked as they immediately noticed how small she was. You had to calm your lovers worries explaining that succubus gave birth to smaller babies to help put ease on the birthing process which went relatively easy.

Your little Clarabelle was born. She was definitely a succubus much to the boys demise who weren't excited for their daughters future puberty but she was adored. Your little one was a talker to mostly half hearted squeaks which scared Marko when she was but a few hours old he tried removing her from your chest to place on his and he was met with the most furious little squeak when she was in the cold too long. Paul joked that she must have gotten David's temper which caused the bottle blonde to roll his eyes. Everyone took turns providing the little one nonstop body heat which melted hearts Everytime someone would swap out to have a little sassy bundle on their chest.

Stars heart couldn't handle the cuteness when Clara first drank from a bottle for her how her little ears wiggled up and down as she aggressively suckled. David and his daughter would have arguments as she squeaked when he changed her diaper and she hissed and rattled her tiny tail. The man secretly loved how feisty she was as it made her bath time with Paul and Marko interesting to say the least as she was just small enough to fit in a big kitchen bowl to be bathed. Clara loved nibbling on Laddie's fingers or crawling after him and he was a good older brother to her. Dwayne and (y/n) would take turns sleeping with the baby on there chest.

The pack thought they wouldn't be ready for a baby in their life but even so they fit in naturally with parent hood.