Devil's Smut

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A deviouse chuckle rumbles through your home. You can feel hell itself shake under the weight of his laugh. Oh That's cute, pet. When I bite back you'll know who owns who.

Lucifer just bought this random bunny cage... I wonder what thats about. 😏 He must have really liked those brownies.

I like doing my own art but sometimes it's fun to fuck around on a picrew. Show me something you made of your Gods! love ya.

“Do you trust me, angel?” Ares asked, his voice a low growl. He was leaning against you, his fingers intertwined with yours. You were waiting in line, the summer sun beating down on you. You could feel where the sticky residue of cottoncandy was adhering your fingers to Ares’. The wild pitches and turns to the rides he liked had been testing your resolve all day. This coaster was supposed to be the craziest one yet, and you could feel the excitement in Ares as his large boots tapped against the ground. He had moved to wrap his arms around you in line, and it only heightening how much you could feel his passion. You were leaning towards nausea, the mix of fear and the unknown a potent combination. It was feeding back into Ares, and heightening his excitement in turn. He liked it when you were just the right amount of afraid. As your turn came, you strapped yourself into the car, Ares taking up most of the space as he settled in. You thought it was kind of funny when the worker came to check both of your seatbelts. Ares had his on, but you knew it was just to blend in. What could this rollercoaster do to him that he couldn’t do right back 10 fold. His warm hand came to your thigh as the car clicked against the track. The climb uphill began, and you tried to steady your breathing. As the amusement park came into view beneath you, Ares hand started moving warm fingers to the belt of your pants. You could feel how calm he was, how it clashed with the anxiety and fear you were feeling perched in the air with him. He ws humming to himself as his fingers made their way past your jeans. The feeling of his hand working you as you crested over the first hill made the ride seem timid in comparison. The adventure you’d set out on today wasn’t about the rides, it was about him. How he could push you to your limits and you’d thank him when you returned. Your pleasure was heightening fast as you sped towards the loop. Ares was rubbing you in perfect rhythm and you swore your orgasm broke at the perfect moment of inversion. You came with a cry, strapped upside down, and your screams were lost in the excitement of the ride. You made sure to cry his name extra loud. As you came down from the ride and it’s many highs, you were glad you could write off  the state of yourself to the rollercoaster's pitching and turns. You leaned into Ares' broad arm, snuggling into him with a tired sigh. “Need a break, angel?” he asked. You nodded, noncommittal. “Let’s check out the tunnel of love, then.” He said with a gleaming smile. He let out a hardy laugh when the blush caught up to your cheeks in the sunshine.

*hops into the pile and starts kissing him, too* I was a bunny too before Lucifer force pupped me 😂

I jump from behind him and tackle hug you. HE IS JOKING, WELCOME!

I was trying to see if I could save the lighting situation in my brother's basement, but obviously I cannot. I really am my own kind of demon though, who else could haunt a basement and look this good doing it?

Yeah, but she bullies The Devil out of bed every morning just fine.