#what in hell is bad fanfic

[omkookie]

{ SIN LV.4 } One fleeting romance is perfect. So, how about two? Or three? You can have as many as you want! Indulge in each other's bodies for as long as you crave with the king of Gluttony! Feed your lust mark what it craves, live the night out shamelessly and add whoever else you desire to your fun party!

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, Femdom, Voyeurism, PIV, creampie, Oral, slapping, leglocking, face fucking, MC wants a gangbang but starts with a threesome.

Fleeting.

That’s probably the only accurate way to describe your short-lived romance with Beelzebub. Somehow every time you unexpectedly met him it ended in a fling- if you can even call flings “Romance” these days. Hands down, clothes off, you ended up naked in either his or your bed with your limbs entangled.

Beelzebub was insatiable, he had absolutely no breaks. He always kept going on, and on, and on, taking what he wanted from you and giving you back equally as much. He wanted to freak with you all the time, It didn’t matter if you were under him or he was under you.

Fast forward to present time, he’s fucking you raw again until your back hurts. His big tanned hands grip your hips, fingernails softly digging into your skin as he pulls you up and slides you back down his hard cock.

Being in Hades with Beelzebub was one thing,

Fucking in Leviathan’s bedroom was another.

This was something which would probably get you killed, but to be quite frank you don’t really care about that bastard with deer antlers for horns. Leviathan be damned! He pissed you off enough to make you fuck Beelzebub on his bed.

“What do you think?” Beel rasps out, his warm breath hitting your ear as he rolls his hips into yours, his cock bumping against your cervix. “Levi’s room is quite nice isn’t it? It’s cozy and quiet, like a room for cats.” He chuckles, a small rumble escaping his chest.

“He’ll be so pissed if he catches us, Orrrrr... if he finds out later.” You tell him before reaching down to tug on his pierced nipples, pulling the light metal softly. Beelzebub shuddered, his body growing hot under your touch as you pulled his piercings. A sweet shiver ran down his back, earning you a harder thrust than he intended.

“Fuck–” Moaning, a small curse escaped your lips as his cock hit your cervix again, making your back arch. The tip of his cock left a tingling sensation, and you’re sure that if you didn’t scold him about it now he’d take away your ability to walk.

“Damn it, Beel. don’t hit so deep.” Huffing out, you send him a warning look before pinching one of his pierced nipples.

“Mm..” He sighs, his half-lidded eyes merely glancing at you as he gives you a droopy smile, “That would make you moan even louder” He points out, quickly adding “And that would make you soak Levi’s sheets more”

The last part of his sentence was mischievous, and he grinned widely. The “VI VI VI” engraved in his eyes glimmered as he pulled out of you and pushed you onto the bed. Pinning you down, he got on top of you and lifted your legs over his shoulders.

“We can do it like this instead of against the wall~”

Interlocking his fingers with yours, he held your hands above your head as he plowed into you at a rapid pace. This fucking man was everything from your dirtiest dreams- Sexy, Passionate, and romantic in a way. Leviathan’s sheets be damned, The soft covers under you will be soaked after you and Beelzebub are done.

While you're busying yourself with Beelzebub, Someone else's breath hitched in his throat. Hidden in the room, and as invisible as a Ghost, Foras’ heart skipped a beat as he watched you hold hands with Beelzebub. The whole display was erotic and sensual, He couldn’t stop himself from sneaking a hand into his pants to rub one out as he watched you and Abyssos’ king.

Beelzebub paid no mind to the invisible presence of Leviathan’s right hand devil. He continued to fuck you passionately and hold your hand, occasionally giving you a kiss in-between switching positions. He was doing what you wanted to do, so why would he stop and kick Foras out? It’s a great way to show him that you belong to him and Abyssos anyway.

“Urgh…nnn ... Beel go faster” You ordered him, probably knowing that Foras was watching you too, but not caring too much about it. You were about to reach your climax, so it didn’t matter if a devil who has already watched you have sex with others saw you hooking up with Beelzebub.

“Faster…huh” Beelzebub chuckled, obeying your order as he picked up the pace and rocked into you quicker. His hips slammed against yours, cock pumping in and out of you as he pressed your knees to your chest. He held your legs gently, almost like a boyfriend would while he catered to whatever you wished for and rearranged your insides.

Letting go of your hand, he presses down lightly on your abdomen. His thrusts held a steady pace, and your legs quivered as he lightly applied the pressure.

He knew just what you liked.

“...i’m close” He mumbles, “fuck, this is good MC.”

Reaching down to rub your clit, his finger circled and rubbed your soft bundle of nerves. He teased it, caressing it gently before giving a light slap. He made you jolt, your whole body trembling as you clenched around him.

Beelzebub came first- ejaculating deep inside of you and filling you with his cum, an unlimited supply of “Devil energy” which would have you feeling alright for days. His cock kept on gushing cum out, and he made a mess out of your insides and the sheets beneath you.

Watching as his Adam's apple bobbed was hypnotic, the way his eyes rolled back made your own body tremble. Beelzebub was still hard, but now he was fucking you with a more hip-rolling motion, rather than a straight back and forth one.

He pulled out of you, his cock slipping out wet and covered in your combined juices.

Looking at you like you were dessert, Beelzebub watched with glee as his cum slowly seeped out of your pussy. He reached down, scooping it up with two fingers to push it back into you. He was looking at you like you were a snack, and he was going to make one out of you.

His eager tongue slipped out of his mouth and licked up the seeping cum, bending down as he dragged his hot muscle up before pushing it into your pussy. His tongue explored you, making goosebumps form on your skin as he ate you out. his tongue brushed against your clit and his lips wrapped around it to suck on it, he buried his face into your pussy and refused to pull it back.

“Beelzebub” You groan his name, your head falling back as you try to nudge his face away from your pussy. He was impossible to push away, eagerly licking you up like candy.

“Aren’t you gonna cum?” Beel tilts his head cutely before sucking harder on your clit, he rolls his tongue around it, eager to drag an orgasm out of you.

“Shit…you know i will”

“You should’ve already been rolling your eyes then”

…SLAP!

Rather than bantering with him, you left a small handprint on his cheek.

“Go back to eating me out like an eager boyslut.”

Feeling impatient, you ordered him to do that before you shoved his face back against your pussy. He was going to be buried between your legs until you came.

Feeling the burning sensation in your abdomen, you grip his hair harshly, pulling his face harder against your pussy to grind onto it. You pulled his head back and forth, roughly guiding him to lick at your pussy as you chased your high. His nose bumped against your clit, and his eyes stared into yours as you made a mess out of his face. Finally, locking your legs around his head, you had him squeezed firmly between your thighs as his lips sucked on your clit. He pushed you over your high, sending warm waves of pleasure slowly coursing through your body.

Foras bust hard as he was watching your face. He was squeezing his cock hard as he noticed how you locked your legs around Beelzebub’s head before having an orgasm. It was so fucking hot to see you act like that, a whole different side to your usual self.

“That was hot” Beelzebub mumbles after you let go of his head, his hair was disheveled from all the pulling, but he still had his usual sexy charm.

“How are you feeling?” you ask, hoping to make sure Beelzebub is okay.

“I feel great!” He confirms, before another clone of his appears. The second Beelzebub got to undressing almost instantly as he flashed you a cocky grin, “I'll be there in a sec” he winked at you.

“Cloning yourself without my permission?” you asked, not even surprised at this point.

“I figured it was about time”

“It’s not time until I tell you it is, Beel.

SLAP!…Another smack to the cheek!

Hitting Beelzebub again, you sat up and pushed him down onto the bed before beckoning his clone over. You maneuvered yourself over his head, straddling him and burying his face into your pussy once more. You unbuckled his clone’s belt and tugged his pants and boxers down, almost letting out a small moan as his large cock sprang up.

“Do you like what you see?~” Beel’s clone asked teasingly as he grinned, observing the other Beelzebub smothered below you. He didn't know whether to be envious or not, since he could've been the one eating you out yet he was the one getting a blow.

“I like it very much” Mumbling simply, you nod before spitting on his cock and reaching up to rub the wet tip with your hand.

“Lucky bastard” Foras cursed silently under his breath, mimicking how you were rubbing Beelzebub’s cock, on his own. He was feeling jealous. (Typical for a hades Devil.)

Licking Beelzebub’s cock, you dragged your tongue along the thick base and twisted it around the tip.

“Such a dirty……ugh…MC” The Beelzebub standing up moans, His hand reaching down to hold your head. He cups the back of your head in his palm, pushing his cock slightly deeper into your mouth, “when did you become such a little minx?” He asks, stroking your cheek with his other hand as you suck his cock. Your hand massages and squeezed the base, and he could even feel you playing with his scrotum, giving it a squeeze and occasional lick.

Reminding the Beelzebub under you that he was your toy, you rode his face and ignored him as you gave his clone a handjob and a blow. The Beelzebub beneath you was panting for air as you rode his face, and the one you were pleasuring with your hand and mouth was close to ejaculating.

“Don't think that either of you are allowed to stop anytime soon” Detaching your lips from Beelzebub's clone with a pop, You stated in a simple manner, “I'm not done with either of you so don't you dare think of stopping after this.”

“Huh?” The Beelzebub you were sucking off looked at you in slight surprise, “shouldn't you go to sleep soon? You're human so you'll tire out-” he was beginning to suggest but shut his mouth when he felt you slap his hard cock.

“Oh…She's really in the mood today~?” The Beelzebub eating you out, pulled away slightly to say.

“Foras get over here.”

You said out loud, causing all three… (2 demons, and one clone) to pause.

“You called for me?” Foras asks, suddenly appearing.

“Wait— you don't need him, I'll create one more clone!” Beelzebub protests, Glaring daggers at Foras as the second Beelzebub speaks up, “Two more clones!!!!-”

...

Ah, What a kinky night.

The lust mark on your abdomen remains gluttonous and lustful, craving more and more each time.

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[etheries1015]

HC Andrealphus likes a louder sillier s/o, he's comforted knowing you're there, and the sound of you being joyfully and proudly yourself is a comfort that you exist, you're alive, and by his side. But that also means when it gets a little too quiet, he's panicking, wondering what's wrong. He knows when you are in his presence, yes, but it's also worrying to him and he thinks something is wrong when you aren't talking his ear off about anything and everything. He loves the way you talk to him about seemingly the most mundane of things, up to the weirdest of things. Your stories never disappoint this devil, one of the many things that draw him to your flamboyance.

Thus- words of affirmation. He loves being told about how much you love him, and your mood. When you are sleeping together, he needs to be reassured he's doing a good job by your verbal praises and sweet moans blessing his ears.

Also loves a S/O who is big on physical touch. Mainly letting HIM touch YOU first. If you touch him he prefers you let him know beforehand where you're placing yourself so he doesn't accidentally let his reflexes take over and hurt you! But, sometimes he finds it cute when you try to sneak up on him. He always has the upper hand, and he's always aware of his surroundings...but sometimes he will let you win, feigning surprise just to appease you <3

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˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . i tried to do something here, i swear. drabble inspired by @etheries1015 's idea. special thanks to my dear @livelaughlovesubs for proofreading and helping me with this one, ily (🥹🫶✨). ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, 878 words, angsty themes, reader is sad bc they feel objectified by the demons.

“why...?”

that was the question that lingered in your head the most. stuck in a sea of misery and hardship that only you could freely navigate and easily drown in.

there was no other way to share the pain of your most incessant storms of thoughts, not when no one there present seemed to care about your mental well-being.

of course, they cared about you, or that's what you wanted to conclude from times when they truthfully helped you. from the moment satan decided to take you to hell to bring minhyeok back, through the various moments in which you needed the different essences of demons and humans to survive, to when your life seemed to be in danger and they were there to rescue or save you… it was all certainly nice, feeling loved on those occasions.

however, all those memories only led to the same point, making you feel like nothing was right that morning. has it ever even been?

they could sing to the winds and swear to hell that they appreciated you, they loved you, that you were the most important person to them. yet, why didn't anyone seem to care about you?

firstly, the elephant in the room, you were the only living descendant of the much acclaimed and beloved –plus dead– solomon. a man who seemed to leave such a great mark on both hell and heaven. your ancestry unknowingly condemned you to a life of pain, unbridled lust, and way more.

someone who said that he saw you as his own child, but that he never seemed to be there for you or understand you in the face of your deepest sorrows.

and, then there was what certainly shrank your heart the most, took the air from your lungs, and made you a mere vessel of what you once could be.

“aren’t i worth more than my body? do they just see me as a sex toy? a pretty face and body to own and use as they please?”

you wanted and implored that the answer to all of that was no, that they didn't see you as such. but how could you convince yourself of that if they only seemed to mind about your physical appearance? they were indeed interested in your personality, especially when you showed one of their sins in front of them, and yet no one seemed to know your favorite color, food, music, or animal.

questions that if strangers in the human world had asked you’d have been somewhat uncomfortable. after all, who asks those nowadays?

and, here you were now, wishing that one of the many demons there would take even the slightest curiosity in you to ask such things. 

“was it so difficult to ask about your favorite weather? what is your favorite type of tea? what is your favorite book? what is your favorite dessert?”

“was it so difficult to feel any interest in your damn tastes?”

there was a time when anger resided like a parasite in your hot veins for every time those thoughts plagued your mind. an arduous sensation that made you want to harm those who unconsciously hurt you so much in the same way.

but, that was already something in the past. now you could only completely shut up and look at the ground. anger is replaced by sadness, deep, drowning sadness. long nights in tears and full days in pain. but, no one seemed to notice, and if they did they didn't even ask about it. 

“would it cost that much to care?”

it was a slow realization process. a clear decomposition of your spirits, your feelings, of you as a being. you didn't even know if you really cared about saving this already damned place, or if you even wanted to go home... home. your home...

and so a single tear fell from your eye, one that you didn't think even thought existed in your weakened body.

minhyeok... would he still be waiting for you? would he even be alive once you got back? would he welcome you with a plate of your favorite food? a bouquet? a hug…?

the only one who understood and knew you. how would he react if he saw you like this? he would surely care for you like a mama bear. taking your temperature, cooking and feeding you, telling you how silly yet precious you are, giving you all that love that you crave so much.

a smile, a weak smile on your lips appeared at the memories of your best friend. how much you missed him day after day, longing to return to the home that was his arms. the warmth that only he knew how to bring to everything around him, including you. the thousand and one apologies he deserved from you.

so much, and for nothing, because you were still there among demons until everything was over... and, that was if they later deigned to let you go, something that you were not even sure was possible. 

you doubted that after all that chaos they’d let you leave their side. knowing them, they would even lock you up if that kept you close to them. just a mere creature trapped in the vile clutches of thirsty beasts.

[livelaughlovesubs]

not a request just me letting my freak out yet again

Dude spooning Satan, Foras or anyone else with backwards facing horns, locking them in place with one arm and edging them exclusively through horn play with the other until he cries. Perhaps even a little sucking and biting them idk

YOU ARE FUCKING GENIUS I HAVE TO ANSWER THIS

Dom!reader & NSFW warning!!! And it’s short

Just imagine him clenching the blanket with both hands, squeezing it in front of their chest, biting a small corner of it to muffle his moans, all while you are teasing him from behind. Legs intertwined with his, one arm wrapped around them in a secure grasp. The other one? Slowly, sensually stroking his sensitive horn. So painfully slow, sand with such a firm grip, it made his horn leak those weird sticky liquids. All the way to his hair, and onto your hand.

It made your movements smoother, and you eventually speed up, earning yourself a cry from the devil. Such a high-pitched, needy voice as he whimpered, pleading quietly, “ahh, hnnggHh!! F-faster, y/n- fucking hell, please, go faster, rougher, I- urghh!p~ need more ♡♡♥︎”

“Don’t be so impatient”, you’d tell him, chuckling as you kissed the back of his neck. You didn’t limit yourself to one area though, because you’d also move up to his ears and chin, or down to his shoulder blades. Sucking and licking his skin, leaving behind hickeys in your wake.

Don’t you know what you are doing to him? He’s melting in your hands, turning into a mushy and dumb little thing, gasping out your name like a desperate prayer. But can you blame him? You’ve been doing this for hours~! His sharp teeth are piercing holes into the poor, silk blanket. Not to mention how he’s drooling. Such a messy, messy boy. And your statement got proven right when you noticed the huge wet spot on his pants, and the twitching bulge between his legs.

Now, let’s see how long until he truly breaks down and begs to cum ♥︎

[blueismakingfanfics]

What in Hell is Bad

Which Devil's have praise kinks?

What in Hell is Bad Headcanons featuring the following Devils: Leraye, Juno P(Ppyong), Valefore, Eligos, Phenix, Amon, Stolas, Naberius, Morax, and Gamigin.

Warning: Praises Kink and horny devils!!!⚠️

Minors Not Interact With This Post!

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Leraye: Leraye will go out of his way to seek your praise. Leraye has extremely low stamina, after one round he's ready to pass out on the bed, but if you want him too he's more than glad to work, and overstimulate himself for your pleasure, he can't get over the sweet words you tell him when he's doing a good job!

"Ah~" Please! I can keep on going! We don't need to stop just yet~!"

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Juno P: Ppyong is eager to please as long as long as you touch him. Please touch him, he's so good for you, please tell him how good he's doing. Ppyong feels no shame and isn't a stranger to begging to get what he wants. When he's pleasing you tell him how good he is because all he wants is to be good for you!

"Touch me there! I promise that I'll be good for you! Just please touch me, I'm all yours!"

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Valefor: Valefor can be a bit greedy when it comes to your praise. He will do things that will make you praise him, he's always seeking your praise as if his life depends on it, he wants to hear those words all the time and can never get enough of it. He's yours, so he'll be good for you. The best way to praise him is to compare him to Mammon.

"Do I feel as good as Mammon? I do, that makes me so...happy..."

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Eligos: Unlike the others, Eligos expects to be praised just for being alive. He's cute, and you should know that. Tell him that he's cute all the time. He thrives off of your praise and calling him cute. Please tell him that he's cute when he's taking you so well, soft tears running down his eyes with flushed pink cheeks. What's not to love!

"I- nugh~! Do I look cute when I take you? I'm doing good, right?"

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Phenix: Phenix gets turned on by a lot of things, including praise. Anytime you praise him he cums right then and there! He already had a hard time controlling himself around you and praising him takes him right over the edge!

"Ahhh~... I can't hold it in when you talk to me like that!"

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Amon: Amon's praise kink my not be as obvious, but if Amon is in love with you, he wants to be good for you. You probably won't realize that he has a praise kink at first, but Amon can't help but notice the throbbing in his pants anytime you tell him that he feels good. Before he falls in love with you, he usually seems overly tired and seemingly uninterested while having sex, but when he does fall for you, he's much more awake and active in giving you pleasure. His cock throbbing in his pants everytime you tell him he's making you feel good.

"Please tell me that you're close? I want to make you feel good..."

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Stolas: Stolas so clearly has a praise kink, but he wouldn't dare tell you. He tries to hide it and pretend like nothing is wrong, but when you praise him, he can't help but shuffle, trying to calm down his boner. Stolas wants to be good for you, he wants you to feel good, he wants to be calm and collected but he loses himself in pleasure and let's it all out, he can't help but focus on the pleasure you bring him.

"Please, please, please, please, please!!! Keep going, ah~! I'm almost there! I'm gonna cum! Your good boy is gonna cum for you! Ah~ all for you!"

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Naberius: Naberius is calm and collected. He tries to keep calm and think rationally, but the moment you call him a good boy, he loses all his pride and sense of respect. He's on his knees for you and so desperately wants to be your good dog, it drives him crazy. You have him on a metaphorical and literal choke hold. He's willing to do anything to be your good boy no matter how embarrassing.

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm your good boy! I'm a good boy, I'm a good boy, I'm YOUR good boy!!!"

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Morax: Morax lives to please you. All he wants to do is make you feel better. If you're stressed out, he's more than glad for you to take out all your frustrations on him. He doesn't mind how rough you treat him, but when you call him sweet names, his heart starts to flutter, and his dick gets harder. Please treat him sweetly, and he'll love you for life.

"Ah~ You can keep going, I'll be good and take it all..."

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Gamigin: If Gamigin still had a tail, it would be wagging every time you praised him. He's a good boy and loves it when you tell him he is. He will go out of his way to try and be better for you even though he's already doing amazing. All he wants to do is adore you!

"I can do more, I promise! Let me make you feel good, too..."

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A/N: Thank you to everyone who read this! I know it's a bit short, but I wanted to post! Hehe! I know the fandom is dying after the last update, but I still wanted to write for WHB!(´･ω･). I'm accept requests, so please don't be shy to ask for me to write anything! I love all or you, and have a nice day!(*＞∇＜)ﾉ

[r0-boat]

OmG thanks so much for all the delicious stuff you wrote ❤️❤️❤️ Wonder if you can write sth about somnophilia, like one night the WHB kings are horny and their s.o is deep in sleep 👀

Again thank you for the smut, I re-read it multiple times already 😋

Sure! Thank you so much for liking my writing! I really like writing for these demons.

Whb Kings Somnophila

Cw: dubcon (s/o is asleep and does not say yes or no to advances.)

the kings are horny, but s/o is sleeping deeply.

Nsfw

Satan

His cock is throbbing in his pants; He wants you so bad but he can't bring himself to wake you up. You look so peaceful, so cute. He's utterly entrenched by your deep slumber your chest going up and down peacefully. So peaceful. His hand drifts toward his cock pulsating against the fabric of his jeans. He doesn't take them off rather slip his hand past the fabric and palm his legs. He shutters at how wrong this feels, but he doesn't care.

He gets in bed with you. His pants are long gone. He brings you against his chest. You're cute flesh thighs pressing against his length. It's not your hole, but it will do for now. Satan knows he if were to wake you, his subordinates would skin him alive, and anyone would kill him to be in his position. Your thighs feel amazing pressed against his cock heal. Remember that the next time when annoying ass Levi or Mammon start bragging about you.

Mammon

He wants to you to lay on top of him; ever since the first meeting were, you slept so peacefully on his chest; he is so desperate for that to happen again. You were so cute, small, and helpless, And he liked it when you used him as a bed. Mammon takes it upon himself to put himself in between the mattress and your body. Where he belongs, underneath you. You stured a little bit in his arms, but once you rested on his chest, he snuggled right into him. Perhaps he liked this a little too much; He smiled from his eyes cock starting to bulge in his pants. Shameless mammon sliding off his pants as he strokes his throbbing length, His other fingers playing with you till you're wet enough for him to slide inside. With your warmth around him and you sleeping peacefully, he was at peace. His dick throbbing inside you has he puts his hand in your hair petting you gently.

Leviathan

After your first unpeaceful day in Hades after being kidnapped You must have felt exhausted. You absolutely refused to sleep in Levi. Ungrateful human! He offered the most secure and comfy place in the castle and you refuse to sleep on the couch?!

Curled up on the couch, You tried to retain warmth. Levi sighs. He didn't want to leave you here; he picked you up into his arms, moving you to a guest room instead. He was glad he saw you before anyone else could. His heart fluttered, knowing he was the only one to see you so sleepy and cute. You are so bratty and mean before, And now look at you. His eyes soften does he brushes your hair out of your face but this fingers tucking it behind your ear. He felt heat going to his cock. Fuck... You look so irresistible. Jealousy begins to bubble, other demons had to see you like this. Jealousy mixes with lust has Levi slips his cock out of his pants He can't help it He wants you so bad and he keeps thinking about the way your hands went around his neck. What have you done to him??

Beelzebub

He spreads your sleepy legs apart. He had been so hungry all day thinking about you for a quick meal but now that I found you sleeping so cute and peacefully. He couldn't help but dive his face in between your legs. Doing consciously grind your hips into his face, He eagerly laps at you deeper.. when you finally begin to wake up you clench around his tongue. Your thighs pressed against your head as your eyes fluttered open to meet wild pools of gold. Beel moans against you. As much as he likes your thighs squeezing his head, he pushes you open so he can have his fingers work you. He wants more when he notices you sleepily staring at him. He smirks. "Good morning, sleeping beauty."

Lucifer

He is pleased to know that you are safe enough with him to fall asleep in his own bed. Though he is a little guilty that You had to wait until you fell asleep in his sheets. He can't help but feel a sense of pride having Solomon's progeny, curious little child of man, in bed, knowing they are so sought after. Another part of him is curious. He had never seen a human sleep so closely. He hopes you don't mind as he lays beside you. As soon as he got beneath the sheets with you, he was getting to move, pressing your ass right up against his crotch instinctively; he wrapped his arms around you, and your back pressed against his chest. Apparently, this is a human sleeping ritual called 'spooning.' The act is innocent but feels inherently sexual since you can feel the curve of your ass pressed against his bulging cock. His breath shakes with his head buried into your hair, inhaling your scent. You can't help but fuck his hips, but not enough to wake you. He wants this moment to last for a little longer.

[d34dlysinner]

This is just a funny thought I had, but have ya ever done that school prank where ya jab two fingers into someone's waist/sides from behind?my school called it Taser

Some of the whb guys (Marbas) just have their waists out and vulnerable. Imagine just jabbing their waists and trying to run away afterwards, some of them probably laugh while others squeak. I just remembered being the target of this often cause I didn't really react lol.

okay this is a funny thought will mention some of the boys in here (the kings and right hands and some extra boys)

Satan felt two little fingers jab into his waist and turned around thinking that someone was challenging him in a disrespectful way. It was only till he saw that it was you that he calmed down and sighed. He gave you a warm smile and asked what your goals were by poking him like that. He didn't mind the reason eventually mostly because it was you. He did the same later during the day when you were off guard. Laughing when you were shocked. Sitri jumped a little before putting his teacup down. "MC... I'm happy you'd think it's funny to partake in these activities, but maybe you've interacted with Leraye too much?", is all he would say before giving you a small smile. "Though I wouldn't mind you touching me again." Mammon didn't even feel you jab into his waist. He only noticed that you were there, because he heard someone wincing in pain. Concerned he asked you what happened only to laugh at how you injured yourself. "If you want attention you can always demand my time.", he says before carrying you around Tartaros yet again. Bimet flinched a little but looked back at you with the most sarcastic face he could pull off. "If you have time poking people you should have time managing your bank account.", he says as he believes that you can always better spend your time earning money. He will sigh and pat your head after he noticed that your mood was low after he gave you a lecture. Valefor would smile and pat your head before asking your plans for the day. Maybe you'd want to spend it with him since you're here already? Leviathan he flinched and gave you a nasty look. "Why did you do that?", he would ask as he becomes sceptical to your reasoning for poking him. "You shouldn't do that when I'm working at least." He says before he walks off. At least he wouldn't hang you for something like that. Glasyalabolas ignored you. He just walked off and later, he would return to you to do the same to you... when you're taking a nap. Foras turned around and gave you a smile saying he didn't mind the poke. Later during the entire day you would feel random pokes of him. And you know it's him because it's always when you're alone and you feel someone poking you but you see no one. "There's no fun in it if you can see me."

Beelzebub instantly returned the gesture and made it a habit. Have fun with him poking you every time he visits you. Bael was too busy to care at the moment. Later on, when he's taking a break, will he ask you why you would poke him. Amon woke up from his usual nap and dragged you into his arms. He would poke you once before napping with you in his arms. Stolas yelped and turned around with a light blush on his face. He was about to point his gun and hurl insults your way until he realized that it was you. "Don't ever do that again.", is all he said before giving you a light huff and walking away. Lucifer stared at you with a blank expression as you stood there expecting a bit more from him. You didn't get a reaction out of him but definitely got one from the snake on his jacket. "Sorry", you whisper to the snake as you awkwardly excused yourself. Marbas noticed you poking him but didn't say anything apart from "I'm busy right now." Plus he is tied up. he wouldn't be able to do a lot to you to begin with. Gamigin jumped and his chimes were making a lot of noise. "MC! You scared me for a second...", he said before giving you a smile. He gave you a poke afterward. Morax would see you approach him. He would question what you were doing. He saw some hesitation in your actions and asked what was troubling you. When you explained that you wanted to poke him he understood your hesitation. "A little poke wouldn't hurt me if you're worrying about that.", he said as he gave you a little smile. Belphegor continued sleeping. You knew you wouldn't get a reaction out of him unless you do it constantly for a few minutes. He would warn you once. If you do it again he would send you back to Gehenna. Beleth would smile and most likely would flirt with you. Just for entertainment but if the flirting leads to something else (something more steamy) then he wouldn't mind it. Andrealphus gave you a smile before holding your hands. "Instead of poking me you could hold my hand like this. That way I can also know that it's you."

[idliketobeatree]

Here is one of the best friends he's made in what seems like forever; she's so open and sweet, beautiful and brilliant. It was inevitable, he thinks, that Niko Sasaki would effortlessly endear herself to Charles like a lost younger sister.

(And that is another story entirely, but not one for Edwin to tell.)

He finds it contradistinctive, Niko Sasaki becoming a new source and the easiest target of Charles' spontaneous, affectionate smiles — different than watching him stumble around Crystal. It's well-nigh surprising just how secure Edwin feels, observing their budding friendship, the phantom echo of it spreading around his chest like a slow warmth from a hearth. He harbours no jealousy or hurt at the frequency with which their more private conversations take place. He does not mind the way Niko wraps her hand around Charles' arm as they walk, not one bit, when his best friend's sole attention is focused on her excited chatter. He can thoroughly relate, after all.

As a matter of fact, Edwin suspects that the only thing he'll have to worry about is stifling an inelegant snort when they're all descending a hill in the middle of a legwork-heavy case and Charles picks Niko up for an impromptu piggyback ride.

"No no no no, put me down!", her voice carries over their heads, but Niko's shrieking protest dies in her throat just as quickly as it came to life, turning into an appreciative whistle at the view. In front of them, Crystal turns on her heel and raises her eyebrows in amusement.

"You're that desperate to be the last at home?"

"Please, we'll be there faster than you lot. Right, Niko?" Charles, ever the multitasker, uses his shrug to adjust the grip on Niko's swaying legs. "Edwin?"

He dares to look in their direction, dreading... precisely double the amount of puppy eyes sent his way. His lips twitch in a helpless smile.

"I must agree. The Charles Express is quite a commendable machine. I would not underestimate it, Crystal."

Charles barks out a laugh. Whatever expression Niko must've had on her face breaks through Crystal's composure; she, too, cracks up, a spring in her step as she turns to walk forward again.

"Can barely feel her, can't I? Lighter than my backpack," Charles says, matter-of-factly.

"It's not a race."

"It could be a race."

"I'm not going to race you down the hill in these platforms, be serious—"

"That doesn't sound like a definite no," Niko pipes in.

"Take them off, then," offers Charles.

Edwin glances up at the orange sun set against the milky autumn sky, to his left; the brightest thing on the horizon. He hears her gasps of delight at Charles' cheeky step through the trunk in their way. Something inside him has been shifting and smoothing out for quite a while. Edwin doesn't know how long it will last or what the destination will be. All he knows is that the slope hits his feet once or twice at most.

One afternoon she invites them to watch Scooby Doo together. It's the first time they've gathered as a trio, and Edwin immediately understands why this hasn't happened before when Niko unlocks the door to her room. The bed they usually end up on is narrow to say the least, why hadn't he noticed that before, but it seems too late to make a flimsy excuse and eloign himself from the picture. They were long overdue.

Charles, who looks about ready to turn into an orb of post-case tension, has no qualms about using the threshold for a shimmering quick wardrobe change. He appears right at home, comfortable, downright domestic, in socks, trousers and a polo shirt, sliding his suspenders down and trailing after Niko who heads for the coat hanger.

What Edwin doesn't expect, apart from the rather tight fit for three people - or rather two ghost boys and one living girl - is Niko giving him a knowing look over Charles' head as he unceremoniously flops down on the bed. His groan, which prompts Niko to pat him sympathetically on said head, makes Edwin snap his open mouth shut, suddenly flustered.

He waits politely, pulling down his knitted vest and admiring the decorative sequins sewn onto a flowery cushion, deliberately not looking at the long line of Charles sprawled on the neatly tucked in duvet. He half-listens to Niko as she chatters on, something about needing to show them the more modern rendition of their Mystery Inc. detectives, grabbing her laptop from the desk and sitting down in the very middle, hip-checking Charles' side. Charles sluggishly lifts himself and rolls onto his back, pushing himself up, shoulders halfway up the headboard, neck supported by a plush pillow, hands folded across his chest and long, long legs crossed at the ankles. He must have done this several times now, Edwin's lungs remind him before tightening into knots. The mattress barely dips when he gingerly sits down and settles, too. His back remains straight, and he is barely brushing her arm when she announces out of the blue, "I forgot my snacks. Give me a moment," climbing off the bed and leaving them in — on Edwin's side — suddenly charged, tense silence.

It feels different, of course it does, and Edwin feels guilty that his carefully tucked away thoughts are knocking on the doors of his consciousness when they're in Niko's room, for God's sake. Edwin tries to subtly move away from the overwhelmingly horizontal line of Charles' body. Right now, sitting cross-legged, Edwin's knees are barely touching him, and he bumps his knee against Charles' arm twice before stilling. He doesn't want to hunch down; never again. He stays put.

The sensation of Charles' bony elbow is like the flash of a sharp smile. The room fills with a low hum, something musical and... campy that Niko must have shown Charles on one of those afternoons. With his eyes closed, Edwin compartmentalises the points of sharp heat.

Much, much later, Charles jogs up to the beach where Niko and Edwin are watching the starfish. "What're you doing?", he asks curiously, just when Edwin finishes talking about their lack of a centralised brain.

He hears the shift in Charles' posture more than his opening to say something mouth, and a second of hesitation before it closes again.

He wonders if Charles has noticed their colours.

Niko sends Charles a lingering smile. Her eyes crinkle with mirth. "Luckily, love requires no logic", she says cryptically. They don't notice, crouching down as they are, but his head tilts synonymously with Niko's and Edwin's.

When he dares to peek at Niko, he finds her eyes locked with Charles', with an expression that Edwin knows she must have learned recently, but is not sure when exactly. It says something like, go on. Be brave.

He swallows and clenches his fingers around the red, red sea glass in his coat pocket.

[envyland]

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[sparkbeast20]

Dribble idea: Bael having way better self-restrain, however Beelzebub feed something to MC that make their natural scent even more irritable. The catch is, only devils who has strong sense of smell can pick that up.

Let's say Beelzebub did gave MC one of his cooking that cause this change of scent. However he senses danger outside of Abyssos so he left to deal with that taking Amon, Stolas and Naberius along with him. Leaving MC with Bael cause he refuse to leave his work when other devils can handle this issue. (He would help if necessary).

But this was Bael biggest challenge, because he can smell MC's scent all too well, to the point it makes it hard for him to focus on his work. Whenever MC isn't in his office, he has a peace of mind. But the moment is by the door of his office. It's like punch to his brain. The scent is too strong that it makes him think of all the things he wants to do to MC- Wait, what was he thinking!?!?!

He refuse to be like that deadbeat of a king. He's better than that!

"Bael?" MC called from the other side of the door, and along that is that scent... God its driving him mad!!

"Yes?" At the surface, Bael is the same old Bael, with a calm look on his face, but underneath... He feels like he wants to tear off this false king façade and be a devil again-

MC peek through the door to see Bael by his deck, head down to his papers as he wrote down notes before stumping them with Beelzebub's sigil making it official.

As MC enter and gotten closer to him, Bael bite the inside of his cheek, and crosses his legs... 'Ha! As if this would clam down my fucking bone-'

"Bael..." He notice that MC sounded different, he looked up and saw that they were panting and clinching on their chest. "Beelzebub was suppose to help me... But he and the others left to fight angels... But I don't think I can wait for him... I know that your busy and all. But would you mind... Helping me-"

Not letting MC finish their sentences, Bael stood up and gently push MC to sit on his desk. MC was to say something about his papers, but Bael latched his lips into MC, he waiting until MC gave him a subtle sigh to keep going, so he drove deeper into the kiss. He can feel MC feeling his waist and abs before landing their hands on his chest, even with his skintight suit. MC manage to find his nipples and start fiddling and pinching them. He moan and groan.

"Bael..."

"Yes..."

"Let me relieve you... let me make you feel good~"

He was a man that need to learn self-restrain just so he would be better then his best friend... But for one night, he would cut lose... Just this once~

[omkookie]

Mammon + cock worship

⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ Smut, size difference.

Welp, seeing Mammon's massive cock in his victory card really awakened something in me.

Imagine getting to stroke his big cock, your two hands wrapping around the massive base to steadily pump it between your lube-coated fingers. Stroking it between your palms and fingers, you give the protruding veins a light squeeze as you squeeze the tip then gently tug it upwards.

The whole handjob was messy, with tons of saliva and demon pre-cum coating your hands. His thighs were a mess, and so were the cushions under him which soaked up some of the fluids. Mammon’s massive cock was fully erect, throbbing in your hand as he let out a pleased sigh. His half lidded eyes gazed down at you, the warm amber-like irises reflecting the light in the room.

“Mammon, it's so big~” Your sweet voice said, interrupting Mammon's pleased sighs. You sat up, Leaning slightly forward as you propped your forearm up, accidentally bumping it against his cock. Comparing the size of your forearm to his cock made his breath hitch in his throat. You continue to stare up at him in awe before shifting your attention to his cock again, chuckling at the length and girth. The size difference was such a turn on, as well as knowing you had such a big man smitten with you.

Mammon had a lot going on for him, not only did he have a massively built body, but he was also very well endowed! Biggest dick you've ever had the pleasure of owning.

“Huhu… you look pleased. You have that grin on your face” Mammon remarks with a small laugh, noticing the pleased expression which you wore.

“I like touching what's mine.” You retorted simply, causing his smile to broaden, “It's gotten so hard it's starting to hurt… you'll take care of what's yours, isn't that right mistress? ” His hand stroked your cheek, gently tucking away a loose strand of your hair.

This damned devil, always such a tempter when he's with you. You can't do anything except slut him out after he seduces you like this....

Bonus! Getting gangbanged by lesser angels. ᥫ᭡

[etheries1015]

What in HELL is bad Masterlist

Characters' names will be highlighted in RED to emphasize who the fanfiction revolves around.

NSFW list will be below the SFW list

Link back to OG masterlist

SFW

Interesting questions- Satan, Sitri (shit post)

His type- Andrealphus HC

Cute headcannons - Andrealphus X reader

Obsessed w teddy bears - Short leraye HC

A great pair - Leviathan X introverted reader (headcannon)

NSFW

18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Angry MC - Satan x reader headcannon

[rae-pss]

masterlist

˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . me x rara canon (i'm delulu). i can't deny my interest in this motherfucker any longer. ˗ˏˋ꒰ 💭 ꒱ . . . lowercase intended, 424 words, angst, reader hates themself, very much possible ooc raphael.

—i should hate you... not be like this with you.

you murmured weakly into the crook of raphael’s neck, inhaling the weirdly comforting scent of his. your hands increased their grip on the front part of his white t-shirt.

—i know, believe me, i know.

his strong arms wrapped around your figure with a gentleness unknown to him, strange to the red angel.

—but, you don't. you can not do it.

even without looking up, you could sense a sideways smile spreading across his face.

his certainly cocky attitude and tone of voice made something grow in you, burning deep in your chest. it was anger, a fervent anger towards yourself at what you knew you felt. 

how could you have fallen in love with him? with one of those who tried to kill you? How insensitive could you be to end up feeling that way towards one of the enemies? a bloody seraph who had killed so many, who had irreparably harmed your friends...

with all your strength, you closed your fist and hit his chest, both knowing that this blow would never hurt him.

you didn't understand how that happened, but you couldn't help but feel your heartbeat rise at the thought of him.

—i loathe you.

you told him, vainly trying to deny the obvious, trying to convince yourself that what you were feeling wasn't real.

a hand on your chin, lifting it, and his crimson orbs meeting your own brought you out of your whirlwind of thoughts. then, raphael clicked his tongue and, delicately in each of his movements, the palm of his hand rested on your cheek, cupping your face. the soft touch of the pad of his thumb on your skin, a watery sensation accompanying it enough to make you realize the tears that at some point began to descend from your eyes.

—do you despise me enough to shed tears? do you detest the idea of us that much?

he asked, still keeping that damn smirk on his face. although, you couldn't disregard the tenderness in his gaze as he observed you. the same one that intensified when he hugged you again. this time, his right hand ended up behind your head, guiding it towards his chest, letting you hide from the world’s cruel irony with his own body as your personal shield; His left arm wrapped around your waist, keeping you close.

his hand gently caressed your hair, seeking to calm your crying as soon as possible, not liking the idea of tears staining your face at all.

[jazeswhbhaven]

I couldn't help myself I wanted to write something about this....(credit to @bakdbfi for the screenshot)

(soft, vanilla, passionate sex, serious!Asmodeus, GN!Reader)

When you arrived at the designated cabin in the dense forest and mountains on Earth, the snow quietly falling, the chill air nipping at your nose...you had no idea what Asmodeus was thinking inviting you so suddenly.

Stepping into the cabin, it's warm, the scent of smoky wood and cinnamon greeting you like a blanket of comfort. Your mind was set at ease, despite the location being in the middle of nowhere and the usual antics of the devil you met in Hell. What could he really be planning?

As you take off your boots you see a trail of rose petals on the floor, leading you to the back of the cabin where you're certain the bedroom is located. This seems...out of character for him, right? You're normally met with the usual in your face, cock out, flirty intensity where you swear he was in heat by the way he drooled at the sight of you.

Not tonight. In fact, he was nowhere to be seen. You weren't sure if you should be worried, but you walk the path set before you. When you reach the bedroom it's even more cozy than the living room. Warm lights, a thick and fluffy bed with plenty of pillows and blankets, a small fireplace with the sounds of crackling and pops of burning wood. The window though covered with sheer curtains, giving you a romantic view of the snow covered pines. It was perfect in every sense of the word and your comfort levels were more than relaxed.

"I can tell by your body language, that you love it."

Large, soft hands reach over your shoulders and down your collarbones as Asmodeus whispers tenderly in your ear.

"I said I'd make this a wonderful memory, though I'm sorry I couldn't give the full experience of putting the little ones to bed."

Your first reaction is soft laughter, realizing that his text to you on Christmas was serious now that the two of you were here. This was the only time he could get you alone and away from the other Kings, but you assumed it was just another quick dick appointment.

However, right now he wasn't laughing with you, or saying his usual overly sexual comments that made you cringe. In fact, he was peppering kisses on your neck, gently massaging your chest and tugging at your sweater.

"Get in the bed, please?"

It shouldn't have made you shiver, but it did. While it was a request, the hint of controlled restraint in his voice had you realize he was struggling to be patient in your presence. If he could do that, then it must meant this was serious. You couldn't help but oblige. Though, you didn't have to be told to remove your clothing because you knew what was going to happen in this room. He made that abundantly clear.

You crawl into the thick blankets, soft to the touch and luxurious in quality. Everything is off your body, well aside from your underwear. Asmodeus smiles, crawling after you and picking up your leg to kiss your ankle up to your calf. As he holds your foot against his cheek he looks at you lovingly, taking in the sight of you before he speaks again.

"I said I was going to make love to you, and I mean it..."

Your breath hitches as he pulls you forward, one leg propped up as he easily slides off the only garment left. He groans softly when he sees how ready you are, your sensitive parts swollen, glistening with arousal that had been building since he started kissing your neck.

He taps your hips, giving you the signal to flip over on your stomach. The moment you do, he bends down, his tongue sliding over your hole as he eats you out from the back. You arch your hips, the sudden sensation driving you wild. Between the flicks and kisses of his lips and tongue you're already a mess of pleasure and he keeps at it for a few moments, until he changes your position again.

You're on your back again, legs spread as he goes back down to continue running his tongue against your parts like he was starving. You could feel just how wet and slick his lips were, how his tongue dipped in and out of you as you try not to clench so early or it would send you past your peak. But he doesn't care, repeatedly hitting the same spot over and over until you come, the first of many the night would bring.

He changes your position once again, not done with you just yet. having your back rest against his chest, your head titled up to meet his gaze as he leans down to capture your mouth in a deep and passionate kiss. In the meanwhile, his long and slender fingers plunge into your quivering hole, pumping and curved against that sweet spot deep inside that he knew so well. He was slow, intentional and considerate, speeding up when you whimpered, slowing down when you were more focused on intertwining your tongue with his. He didn't stop until you gasped, moaning into his mouth to indicate another orgasm.

"I think you're ready for me, my love..."

With a soft smile and kiss on your forehead, he pushes you down face forward on the comforter, the part that wasn't covered in your fluids. He carefully brings up your hips, pressing the tip of his cock at your entrance as you wiggle against him to wordlessly beg for it. He gives you a playfully smack on the thigh, sliding into you, making sure every inch is felt.

His thrusts aren't like how they usual are, each stroke deep, with care his hips rolling and grinding like a sensual dance. There was even a point where he leaned over to kiss your back as he pressed further and stayed there just for a moment. You wish he'd stayed there forever as you cockwarmed him but he moves again which has you whimpering and moaning back to back.

"I want to see your face..."

The position changes again, both of your legs pressed back and your hips spread. All the time you'd hear about the "mating press" position and Asmodeus took this to heart. As he locked eyes with you, you swore he was thrusting into you so deeply that your insides were being rearranged. He'd lean down to take your lips again, the same deep-seated strokes that brought you to climax more times you could count.

It was like this all night, each position he'd switch you to was close, your body never leaving the comfort of his own if he could help it. There was a point when you were on your stomach again, but both of your arms were pinned against your back as he went wild, losing himself in the moment. The amount of times he had came were irrelevant to you because you were too drunk in your own ecstasy to notice.

It was only until the sun was shining through the window, your face against his chest as the two of you slept did you realize the night was over. You don't move, but your eyes look up at your lover surprised to see that he was asleep and not awake. He was mumbling in his sleep pulling you closer to him with no intent of letting go. And you had no intention of getting up either, your body and your energy spent with the lingering soreness of making love for hours. You didn't know how long he'd keep this up, but the change of pace made your heart full. Maybe, just maybe, you could do this forever.

[devilmen-collector]

Mammon with MC who is a closeted shopper

Requested by @annih

Well, the title doesn't describe perfectly the request, so here's a pic of the full request

Pairing: Mammon x gn!MC

Warning: none

Mammon did notice how you acted during the shopping trip, the way your eyes stared at that beautiful outfit, or that particular gold-plated watch, or those extremely well-made shoes. He noticed the way you looked at the price tags of those goods, sighed and moved on without buying any of them.

He doesn't understand it at first. It was clear to him that those goods did strike your fancy, and yet you didn't buy any of them. Devils are honest creatures, if they like an item, they will definitely buy it, unless they are unable to. But you are his Master, consequently you own all the wealth in the world, so of course you can buy anything. But you didn't make a single purchase.

However, Mammon soon realizes what the problem is with his astute observation. You are still in the process of adapting to Hell and aren't used to spending money as you like without thinking about it carefully. Mammon isn't going to confront you directly because he knows he can make you uncomfortable with the topic and after all, you are his Master, he doesn't get to tell you how to spend your money.

The king of greed thinks of a simple solution. He just needs to buy all the things you have stared at and checked the price after you have gone to look at the next item or the next store.

"Mammon, what is the meaning of this?" You asked in shock the moment you return to your room in Tartaros, where devil servants are carefully putting and arranging the purchased high-end goods into your rooms.

"Do you like it, Master?" Mammon asks you back as he is carrying you in his arms.

"Yes... Well, sorry for troubling you." You said, your voice is almost as low as a mumble. You realize right away what Mammon is trying to do.

"It's not troublesome at all, Master. As I belong to you, it's my duty to fulfill your desire, even without you expressing it to me explicitly." The king of greed says as he looks at you with a warm gaze.

[r0-boat]

Could we get the rest of the king hc of getting walked in on with mc mid 👉👌

Yep!

Are you coming right up with one bonus character! ;)

Whb Mammon and Satan + Minhyeok(masturbation)

reacts to Someone walking in on them

Part 1 here

NSFW

Mammon

He is a demon with plentiful wealth of course; he's going to show off. He is a shameless demon who wants what he wants. His eyes lit up when he saw. The big golden doors to his bedroom chambers open, revealing one of his subordinates.

The demon's eyes widen when he realizes what he just walked into, The King of greed lying on his golden silk sheets and you on top of him, taking all of his large cock. The sight was delicious, sensual, almost forbidden. As he turns to leave, his king's voice is loud and proud. "Leaving so soon? Why don't you stay? Come, let me show you how delicious my new master is." Mammon backens the devil into his room. He sits up his arm around you cradling you against his chest his cock still filling you completely.

He turns you around until your back was against his chest giving the devil a full view of his cock boldering in your stomach. "Isn't my master so small? They're tight little human hole squeezes so good around my big demon cock."

He praises you more as you squirm with all this attention, feeling more like an exotic object than a person; the demon looks at him with envious yet grateful eyes. But he knows that he can look, but he cannot touch without permission, that is. That permission is not Mammon's to give

Satan

He presses you into the sheets, grinding your face harshly against the pillows and covers, with one hand spreading your cheeks open as he takes you doggy. He dog fucks you into ecstasy, a hand placed around the back of your neck as he uses you like a fuck toy.

Taking his anger out on your quivering hole, Satan was so close, about to cum and flood your insides for the first time, the first of many tonight. He hadn't come in so long.

He missed you so much. His hand wasn't enough. Just as he is about to flood you completely, the door creeks open, and his hips stop. If you didn't think he was pissed now. He burned with wrath, His red eyes glowing dangerously as he snarled at the poor soul who opened the door. His fangs beared, his teeth clenched, his claws out and digging into your skin as he looks more like a wild beast.

Rip random devil your butt will be missed.

Bonus:

Minhyeok

Putting a new load of laundry into the washer He stops when his fingers brush against something wet. He sighs another wet stained towel... He wants to you about your sudden fixation but isn't sure how to bring it up. His heart stops when he realizes. Lifting it out of the hamper, his eyes widened. Your favorite underwear, Stained and smelling faintly of your scent. He shutters. The cloth smelling of you and your sex. He couldn't help but bring it to his nose... 'j-just a quick smell.'

That quick smell turned into another, and another, until His mouth was partly open, trying to fight against his tongue, lapping up at the wet spot leaning against the wall and in his pants, palming and teasing—your name trembles from his lips. And as if God hates him, You slam into the door of the laundry room, scaring his soul out of his body. Your eyes widen; you just basically saw your roommate jack off with your underwear in his hand...

Yeah no... That shit can stay in the porn tags. You close the door and pretend you didn't see anything.