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A Fem! Mammon x GN! Reader Smut

Inspired by: Banana Klip by Bali Baby.

Content: Cunnilingus, Finger Fucking, Face Riding, Money Play, Dirty Talk, Sugar Daddy/Mommy x Sugar Baby, Mammon being Mammon, Mention of MC having a cock--can be real or plastic.

"Ah, fuck..." Mammon moaned out, entranced by the way you toyed with her clit, her pussy pulsing around your fingers.

"You like that, hm?" You whispered into her ear.

Your bank statement for the past month had came in, showing you had made a profit of 3 million Grimm from your business selling antique, cursed objects to the Devildom elite. You took your favorite sugar baby on a shopping spree, dressing her in designer, just so you could strip it off her later when you fucked her stupid.

Mammon loved it when you spoiled her. It made her feel like a princess--like the only person in all three realms. Though she never would admit it, she got extremely horny watching you buy stuff for her, spending your money like it was nothing. Watching you carelessly hand your black card over to an attendant, only to glance back at her with a small smirk on your lips and say, "You enjoying yourself, baby?" made her wetter than the ocean.

It's how she ended up on your bed, her newly bought clothes strewn across the dark oak flooring, with two of your fingers pumping into her as one of them massaged her sensitive nub. You could feel her begin to reach her peak, and you weren't going to let her come on your fingers. You wanted to taste her.

You removed your hand from her wanton pussy, and she whimpered in desperation, only for the whimper to crescendo into a sinful squeal of a moan as you put your mouth on her clit and sucked gently. Your hands gripped her tawny thighs, your nails leaving slight crescents in the plush of her skin, as you devoured her ravenously. Your tongue flicked from her clit to her hole repeatedly, enjoying the way the taste of her pussy stayed on your taste buds. You craved more.

You moved yourself from your position eating her out, her hips trying to chase the movement of your head.

"Sit on my face, Mammon." You directed her as you laid down on the bed, patting your face for emphasis.

"B-but, I, um... you won't be able to breathe." Mammon blushed at your proposition, worried for how you would fare under her weight.

You quirked an eyebrow. "It's the way I don't give a fuck. Now, come sit before I decide you don't get to cum after all."

You didn't have to tell her twice. Mammon immediately crawled over and planted her pussy on your mouth, your nose buried deep into her curly white pubes. She began slowly rocking her hips, enjoying the way your tongue could reach deeper into her cunt. You grabbed her hips and encouraged her to move faster. You needed her to come undone at least once before you ruin her pussy with your cock.

You could feel her movements become more desperate as she rode your face, her clit brushing against your top lip each time her hips bucked forward. She was enthralled by the way your tongue tasted every single part of her cunt--the way you collected every drop of her wetness.

It wasn't long before she came on your face, hips stuttering and legs twitching in pleasure. She pushed herself off and landed next to you on the bed. She grabbed your chin and kissed you feverishly, tasting herself on your mouth.

Once she pulled away, you began to prepare yourself to fuck her, grabbing some lube to make the process of sliding your dick into her a much less arduous task. You positioned yourself in front of her hole, ready to sink into her, until you had an idea. You scrambled off the bed to grab your wallet off the nightstand, and pulled a wad of human realm cash out. The colorful bills caught Mammon's eye, and she was too distracted by the money in your hands to notice you lining up with her pussy and sliding in.

"Shit! A-ahn.. hah... Why didn't ya warn me?!" Mammon moaned as you began rocking into her with one hand steady on her hip, her leg wrapped around your torso, and the other hand holding the cash infront of her face.

"You like the look of these bills, huh, baby?" You smirked as you began pounding into her with more force.

"Y-yeah I- Fuh- hah~ do, baby. I dooo." She whined, weakly trying to reach for the money as she relished in the feeling of the ridges of your cock gliding against her walls.

"Look at you. Such a little slut for some change. You want me to give it to you?" You taunted her, waving the stack in her face at the same pace you're fucking her at.

"Give it to meeee!" Mammon pouted, which soon turned into a moan as the tip of your cock grazed her g-spot.

After finding the spot, you began abusing it, pushing your dick in that direction for every thrust. She moaned louder, her eyes tearing and closing in pleasure. She was still trying for the momey, though, which would've made you laugh if you weren't focusing all your energy into making her cum.

You rubbed the bills over her pert nipples, making the umber buds harden further. You could tell she was about to cum, and you wanted to give attention to her entire body. She deserved it after all.

Her pants got heavier as she felt the money splayed across her tit, keening at the way the crisp bills smoothly stroked her bud. She looked to you, and in that moment, she knew she was done for. She saw you open your mouth, and you questioned:

"Does making money make that pussy wet?"

"YES! Oh, yes it does, it does, it doesss- OH, FUCK!" Mammon screamed, her orgasm coming over her like a tidal wave.

Her entire body spasmed over your cock as you fucked her through her orgasm, her juices spilling out of her pussy when you removed your cock from her hole. You leaned down to give her a sweet kiss, and she gently returned it. You placed the cash in her hands, letting her feel the money for herself. She smiled at you cutely, and you couldn't help but to compliment her.

"Aren't you beautiful?" You smiled at her cheekily as you say back on your haunches.

"Sh-shut up!" Mammon hissed at you before rolling onto her side, counting the bills in her hand.

"Baby, we need to clean up."

"...24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29... You pulled out 29 one-hundred dollar bills, just so you could watch me beg for it as you fucked me?" Mammon ignored your statement, instead focusing on the fact that you were fucking her all the while holding $2900 in your hands.

"Yes, I did. And there's more where that cane from if you come clean up with me rig-" You didn't get a chance to finish your sentence as you saw bare ass cheeks sprint to your bathroom to ready the shower.

"Well, hurry up! I don't got all day, ya know?" Mammon impatiently tapped her foot against the heated marble flooring, waiting for you to go and shower with her.

"Get on your knees." You whisper into Nagito's ear, of whom is all but shaking in anticipation.

He was your dirty little secret; no one on Jabberwock Island knew of the nasty things you two got into when in solitude--and it made it all the more arousing for you.

You loved this.

"Y-yes, of course, [Name]. What is it you would like me to do? Would you like me to-" Nagito slowly reaches out to touch the hem of your underwear, salivating at the thought of pleasuring you with his mouth and tasting you.

"I would like if you kept quiet, Nagito." You give him a smile--a coy one--as you use your foot to push him further from where you were on the bed.

Nagito nods dutifully and places his hands in his lap, waiting somewhat patiently for your instruction. You genuinely grin at his submission and go to pet his head for his obedience, making him melt into your touch. The gentleness did not last for long, as you then grip and yank his head back.

"A-ah." A small moan leaves Nagito's lips, and you look down to see his cock throbbing in the confines of his underwear.

"Aww, are you okay baby?" You say in the most sweetly condescending voice you could muster. "You look so pitiful under me. Maybe I should take mercy on you, hm?"

You take your foot and place it gingerly on his bulge. Nagito tries his best to not buck up into your foot, but ultimately fails as you begin to move your foot, using your toes to outline the shape of his dick.

"I-I'm so sorry, [Name]. I d-didn't mean to, I swear. You just feel s-sooo good. I just really wanted to feel more and my- my body couldn't help but to indulge for a bit. I know I'm such a fucking piece of shit for using your body in such a way. Please punish me in any way you desire; I deserve it. I'm so stupid. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry." Nagito rambles on into a self-degrading rant, making you frown.

You sigh. "Nagito. Stop talking."

You were planning on teasing him for a little while longer, but his rant made you want to let him know how much he means to you.

"Hop up here, Nagito. And no more speaking." You pat the bed, inviting Nagito to sit up next to you.

Nagito stands and sits on the bed, his hands twiddling together nervously. His mind slowly starts to spiral--and you notice how his shaking gets even worse.

You grab Nagito's hands, place them on your waist, and lean in to give Nagito a peck on the lips.

"Let me take care of you, okay?" You whisper into his ear.

You place a hand on his neck and lean in to kiss him again with much more passion. Nagito's hands are gripping your waist tightly to the point of pain, but you ignore them. You tug on his bottom lip and swipe your tongue over the face of his teeth. He complies, and you slither your tongue in to play with his.

Nagito's hands are more mobile; he moves his hands from your waist to glide against your pert nipples. You give him a light groan of pleasure to encourage him, and he takes it in stride, moving his fingers deftly across your sensitive buds.

You move from Nagito's mouth to kiss alongside his jaw, peppering kisses wherever you could. You go down further to latch onto his neck, sucking and biting red spots that will turn a brilliant shade of violet later on. You manage to find his sweet spot and take advantage of it, lavishing in the sounds of Nagito's pants and whines as you abuse it.

You lick a long strip from his clavicle to his left nipple, taking the pink nub into your mouth and swirling your tongue around it. You bring your hand to play with the other, using some of your spit to reduce friction. Nagito moans more freely at your touch, his hands moving to grip the back of your head.

You lift you head from his chest and give him a playful smile. He blushes and gives you a small grin in return. You chuckle at his cuteness and drag your hands down his sides until they rest at his thin hips. You gently lay Nagito down onto the bed and straddle him. You pepper kisses down his stomach until you reach his hips. You nip at the protruding bone there. You feel Nagito's boner pressing up against your chest, and you can feel his breathing get heavier. You decide to give him what he wants, and look up to see him staring down at you, chest heaving with him leaning on his arms.

You go to take off his underwear, maneuvering it down his legs. His dick pops free, hitting you in the face and splashing pre on your chin, before landing on his stomach. You stare, bewildered, before laughing at the fact you just got smacked with a dick. Nagito goes to say an apology, but you silence him with a glare.

You look back towards his cock, tracing a vein with your finger. His dick twitches slightly at the movement, and you decide you can't be patient any longer. You flip Nagito's cock towards yourself, effectively smacking yourself in the face again. You ignore the slight embarrassment you have at getting hit twice with a dick and take his tip into your mouth.

You swirl your tongue around his tip, occasionally dipping your tongue into his slit. Nagito squirms and moans at your ministrations, forcing you to grip his hips to keep him still. You then lower your head down his cock, taking him further until his entire dick is in your mouth. Your nose buries itself into the small patch above his cock, taking in the musk. You begin steadily bobbing your head, grabbing his balls in your hands and massaging them.

Nagito's cock leaks more pre into your mouth, staining your tongue with a salty and bitter taste. You can tell he's close to cumming--all your teasing has built up his orgasm. You lift your head, an audible pop filling the room. You sit on your knees and look towards Nagito.

"Fuck my face, Nagito." You loll your tongue out of your mouth, inviting Nagito in.

Nagito immediately stands up, placing his hands behind your head and moving your lips to his cock. He hurriedly slides his dick between your lips, relishing in the feeling. He's practically levitating with the way your mouth takes him in. He looks down into your eyes, and he moans at the sight of you staring right back at him as he claims your mouth.

His pace gets faster as his thrusts become more uneven, letting you know he's about to come. Nagito begins to pull from your mouth to jack himself off and finish, but you don't allow him to. You grab onto his hips and stuff his cock back into your mouth. You suck and swallow around him, his dick twitching fervently in your mouth. You moan and grab his balls, the vibrations going straight through him. Nagito cusses as he releases into your mouth, hips stuttering as he empties his entire load down your throat.

You lick around him, making sure you get every last drop of his release. When your finished, you pull back and stare at him with an innocent smile on your face, like you hadn't just gave this man the best sloppy top the world has ever seen.

He helps you stand up, and you both fall on the bed, too tired to clean yourselves up before resting. You both face each other and you pull Nagito into a hug. He buries his face into the crook of your neck and promptly passes out from exertion. You give him a chaste kiss on his head, whisper goodnight, and fall into a dreamless sleep.

He was getting on your last nerve.

Not only had it been over 72 hours since you had last seen him, but he hasn't picked up your calls either. Your husband, the famed volleyball player Ushijima Wakatoshi, was an absolute dolt.

You usually don't get worked up over not seeing your husband for days on end, as you know volleyball games require plenty of time to prepare for and play in. That wasn't your issue. Your issue was the fact that Toshi had not answered a single call or text since he left.

He had done this before. A few months after your wedding, Toshi had left for a training camp and his first game of the season 7 hours away from your home in Miyagi and was gone for an entire week. You had not been able to reach him that week; you ended up calling Hoshiumi just to make sure he was alive. You were so pissed at him, you didn't talk to him for five days when he came back, as that is how long it took for him to apologize and explain why he didn't answer his phone in the first place.

His reasoning? He shuts his phone off the entire time he goes off to play to avoid distractions.

You promptly reminded him that, as his wife, you are no distraction and that you would never purposefully interrupt him knowing how much volleyball means to him. He understood how you felt and said he learned from his mistakes. But now, with it being his seventh game of the season, you would think he learned his lesson: when he goes off for trips longer than a day, he must answer his phone at least once to let you know he is okay.

Clearly, he forgot.

So now, you were pacing back and forth inside your house out of anxiety and anger, wondering if he was safe and, if he was, wondering why the hell he hasn't called you. Your pacing is interrupted by the front door being unlocked, and you quickly scrambled to greet your idiotic husband from his trip.

"[Name]. I'm home." Ushijima called out as he took his shoes off at the entrance.

You stayed silent, seething internally at your husband's complete lack of awareness. He did the one damn thing you told him not to do. And you wanted payback.

Ushijima looked up at you after taking off his shoes.

"I'm home." He monotonously repeated.

"I see that. Care to explain why you haven't picked up any of my calls or answered any of my texts while you were gone for three whole days?" You said calmly, trying to not let your emotions get the best of you.

Ushijima tilted his head in confusion, pondering for a moment what you were on about. His eyes widened the slightest bit and his mouth opened to prepare for an apology, but you weren't having any of it.

"Save it. You can make it up to me by sitting in the office chair with only your boxers on and your hands behind the back of the chair. If a single word comes out of your mouth, I'm putting you on the couch." You sauntered off to your bedroom, planning to make him learn how serious you really were.

Ushijima knew how you got when you were angry, so he did as you asked. He was currently sat in the office you shared with him. All of his clothes were neatly discarded in a pile near the door and his hands were behind the back of the chair, just as you asked.

You soon entered the room and closed the door. It was obvious to Ushijima that you had traded in your simple pyjamas for one of his shirts--no bra underneath--and a pair of his favorite underwear on you. Your hair was pushed back to prevent it from getting in the way of you giving Ushijima the head of his life.

You wasted no time. After tying his hands together in the back, you fished a cock ring from your underboob and flashed it at your husband. You saw his breathing slowly build up and you could tell he was becoming hornier as every second passed.

You positioned yourself between his legs and began palming his dick through his boxers. You felt it get stiffer each time you pressed onto him, and it made you smirk at how easily he became hard. You pulled his boxers down just enough for his cock to spring out. You could feel his eyes on you as you flicked your tongue around the cock ring to moisten it.

His dick was twitching in anticipation, and you saw how two of the thick veins that lined the side of it were pulsing. His pink tip was already a bit slick with his precum, and you licked your lips as you saw it slowly drip down his shaft to his neatly trimmed bush.

You slid the cock ring down his length until it was snug against the base of his dick. You then glanced up at your husband to see how he was faring. His nostrils were slightly flared and his lips were agape. A slight blush coated his cheeks and you could hear a few pants escape his aroused body.

You were determined to make him beg for you to let him cum, and then, you were going to let him ram the fuck out of you to make him show how badly he wanted it--wanted you.

Your mouth blew cool air on the tip of his cock, and you watched as it twitched at the sudden interaction. You yourself were becoming a little impatient, so you decided to skip the teasing and get straight into the action. You steadily moved your head closer and closer to his cock, tricking him into thinking you were going to continue in teasing him.

A loud moan escaped Toshi's mouth out of shock as you engulfed his dick and started bobbing your head up and down. Your tongue was pressed flat against the underside of his cock, tracing along his veins as you fondled his balls with your unoccupied hand.

You could see how much he was struggling to keep his hips from bucking into the warmth of your mouth, so you decided to push him further. You removed your mouth from his dick and began jacking him off feverishly. You placed yourself on his lap as you did so, and you sucked and nibbled on his erect nipples. Your tongue moved all across his chest and neck, and you left bright hickies along his collarbone.

You scooted your clothed pussy to his cock and started to grind on it in sync with your hand. His dick was stimulating your clit, making you wetter by the second. You used your other hand to grab a fistful of Ushijima's hair, and you roughly made out with him.

At this point, he was so excited, he lost control and started to let his moans leak out of his mouth into your passionate kiss. You moaned with him, enjoying the control you had over your stupid husband. You recognized that he was close to cumming, and so, you promptly removed your body off of him. You saw his eyebrows crease in frustration and watched as his cock twitched violently at the loss of stimulation.

You looked at him expectantly. He knew exactly what you wanted to say, and in all honesty, he wanted to give in.

He wanted to feel your pussy grip his cock as he pounded into you, watching as you would lose yourself on his dick, begging for him to go faster. He wanted to see your tits bounce through the fabric of his shirt, with your nipples erect and poking through, trying to get his tongue to suck on them like he was starving.

With all these thoughts swimming through his head, he uttered out an apology.

"I'm sorry for forgetting about our agreement. It won't happen again, I promise. So, please, let me fuck the shit out of you."

That was all you needed to hear.

You took the cock ring off of Toshi and you untied his hands from behind the chair. You cleared the clutter off the desk in the office, and as soon as you finished, Ushijima picked you up and slammed you onto the desk. He pushed aside your soaked underwear and lined his cock up with your quivering pussy. He teasingly slid it up your slit, prodding your clit with his tip.

"I swear on my fuckin' life. If you don't fuck the shit out of me right now, I'm putting you on the couch for- Fuck!"

Your tirade was cut off by Toshi thrusting his length into you. He didn't let you adjust to his size as he rammed into you like a rabbit. Moans spilled out of both of your mouths as he penetrated deep into your cunt. Your breasts were bouncing furiously, taunting Ushijima. He lifted your body off the desk whilst still fucking you and began sucking on your nipples through the fabric of the shirt. The sensation of both the wetness and pressure of his tongue and the rough texture of the shirt left you in ecstasy.

You couldn't form coherent words or thoughts. Your mind was completely blank and you were only focused on the beating your pussy was taking from your husband's huge dick. The girth filled you up to the brim, and his tip was grazing all the right places. Your pussy would most definitely not recover from this fucking for a long while.

Ushijima was reaching his limit. He had been denied to cum once already, so he was desperate to reach his high this time. He wanted to cum so deep inside you. He wanted to see his seed spill out of you and onto your sexy ass thighs as you laid breathless on the desk. He wanted to lick you clean and then take a relaxing bath with you after. He wanted to do so much with you. He wanted you so bad. He loved you.

Ushijima pulled out of you and flipped you onto your stomach. He then lifted you onto his chest and impaled you on his cock. He than began to fuck you while standing up, jackhammering so hard into your pussy that you felt all feeling completely disappear from your legs. You looked down to see his dick going in and out of you at an amazing speed, and you felt yourself begin to twitch at the erotic sight.

Ushijima felt the way your pussy squeezed him and he knew you were close to cumming. He was, too, but he was able to hold out in order to make sure you came first.

You felt the build up in your stomach release, and your pussy soaked Ushijima's cock with your cum. Ushijima took this as a sign to chase his own release, and moved erratically. His thrusts became uneven strokes, but his power and speed stayed consistent. His moans increased in volume and you felt his cock twitch within you.

Ushijima thrusted three more times and slammed you down to bury himself into you, releasing his hot cum into you in thick spurts. After he finished, he pulled out of your sensitive cunt and set you back on the desk, watching as his cum decorated your body. He then got on his knees and moved his mouth closer to your messy pussy.

He licked your thighs clean first and then moved onto your hole, cleaning every crevice with care. He flicked your sensitive clit a few times and watched as your body jerked in response.

He stood up and carefully picked you up off the table, helping you stand on the ground. Your knees wobbled, and Ushijima hooked an arm under your arms and helped you walk to the bathroom.

You talked to him after having not spoke since you begged for him to fuck you senseless.

"Next time, don't test me." You weakly hoarsed out.

"Yeah, I hear you." Ushijima replied with a bit of sarcasm in his voice as he turned on the water for the tub.

You raised your eyebrow at his slight attitude, and he gave you a small smile in response.

"I hate you." You pouted as you took off your shirt and underwear and got into the water.

"Yeah, I hear you." Ushijima chuckled as he followed you into the tub from behind, wrapping his arms around you.

"You're sleeping on the couch tonight."