Mizzy

Cool air of the chamber tickled Cuphead’s skin, despite the rather… hellish environment said presence chamber took place in. Currently, the dish was knelt down next to a glistening, ornate throne. Bendy’s throne.

The chill that encompassed the room, as well as Cuphead’s entire being, could only be traced back to the demon; who sat self-satisfactorily on the aureate seat of his predecessor’s death. The Devil had long been defeated, and many of his underlings and subordinates had gone with him. In his place, Bendy stood tall and proud. Or at least, as tall as he could, being that he still embodied his smallest form. Though, the chill wasn’t entirely an unwelcome feeling. More of a brisk, refreshing cold with a hint of thrill.

Bendy sat mostly in silence, a long, thin smile on his face. While he was typically in his smallest frame, at the moment he was in his larger form. Though, not his biggest. Not as intimidating as he could be. Which only meant that it was their alone time— another giving factor that Cuphead was stripped bare, chained, prepped…

He felt dirty, brazen, whorish— everything in every sense. These feelings brought an odd sort of delight to Cuphead, enjoying the thrill of the thought of being caught. Naturally, he should feel at ease, knowing that Bendy didn’t enjoy the prospect of someone seeing his reserved moments. Perhaps the demon was doing it for Cuphead, or maybe he discovered an excitement of his own that he was riding off of. Either way, the dish was entirely prepared to sit here for as long as he could get off on the idea alone.

The chain around his neck was pulled on roughly, bringing him between Bendy’s legs. It seemed The New Devil had other plans. “Is my pet feeling unoccupied? Would you like something more?” Bendy cooed, his gleaming red eyes piercing through Cuphead’s own in all of the best ways.

Of course, the dish’s initial response was to sass back. In his typical submission, he was obedient if only taken seriously. However, ever since Bendy’s reign of Hell, he had become far too teasing… sadistic. He loved it. Cuphead hadn’t understood it before, but he now knew fully just how good of a time it was to be forced into place by a more-than-qualified partner.

Though, Cuphead couldn’t respond. Not if the gag in his mouth had anything to do with it. Instead, he furrowed his brows, giving his best pouty face while he drooled against the gilded ball gag.

“Doesn’t seem you have any suggestions. Maybe I should stuff you full of them.” Bendy’s grin widened, leaning back on his throne and spreading his legs. Whilst pulling Cuphead up onto his lap, he used his other hand to undo the fastenings on his pants. As soon as the dish was met with the sheer size of his lover, he knew he shouldn’t even of sassed him at all.

This first one is something I’ve been holding back from even writing for fear of being called a major FREAK but I’m testing the waters because maybe that’s what I want…

(These are more of prompts and elaborations)

It had been hours. It felt like days to Cuphead, how long they had been going at it. By the Gods curses upon Bendy— for what else could they do to punish a creature like him— he was still pent up. Moaning and squealing above him, slamming himself on top of Cuphead’s shaft with a fervor that bordered on insanity. Riding was his best bet for attempting to soothe that urge inside of him for more, more, more… considering the dish could do no more than gasp, sob, and quiver underneath him. Eventually, his submissive cries would become much more demanding. Much more dominant. At those points, it was a warning to Cuphead that he was in for more rounds. Rounds of getting his own, exceedingly used hole pounded into. He’d lost count of the amount of rounds, the amount of spend, the time of day— or was it night? His mind was slipping, and he couldn’t do anything to help it. He didn’t want to. Cuphead couldn’t tell if he hated or loved mating season.

The screen was blurry with the filter of his tears, wobbling and shaking as his eyes watered endlessly. It was the only thing he could do at the moment— given he was gagged and tied tautly. Cuphead didn’t understand how Bendy expected him to remain the least bit calm or even sane with what he had inside of him— the stupid thing heated and vibrating like it was trying to wiggle it’s way out. He was supposed to be watching a movie with Bendy, his head laid on his lover’s lap while he watched onwards. But he couldn’t. He needed more than this, needed his cruel lover to uncage his most sacred area and allow him that blessed, beautiful release. Yet, he held the bell as tight in his grip as he could, knowing that if it dropped their little game would cease immediately. So, he simply lay there— crying and shaking as little as he could. The damned demon even had the nerve to begin playing with his hair absentmindedly. Like he wasn’t even paying attention to the feast that lay on top of him.

Another growl— in which Cuphead hadn’t a clue what it meant this time… He hadn’t known any of the previous times either. Thankfully, Bendy could still understand him. Above him, the demon had mounted himself on top of the dish, panting and snarling as he resisted every urge to claim Cuphead… too hard. He couldn’t bite due to the muzzle over his mouth (which Cuphead couldn’t be more thankful for, considering Bendy usually bit hard enough to crack when in this form. While it felt good in the moment, the following morning would be worse than Hell.) So naturally, Bendy substituted his inability to leave claiming marks with harsh thrusts. Along with his frantic pounding, he was practically glued onto Cuphead— chest to back, head on neck, stupidly strong arms death-gripping the dish’s torso, and his tail wrapped taut around Cuphead’s leg. Initially, the dish had intended to at least remain somewhat in control of their fun, a red leash in his hand that was attached to a frilly pink and red collar on Bendy… but the demon was far too desperate to claim Cuphead as his own to allow for it. At least, he wouldn’t listen unless the dish used a safe word. He wouldn’t, not with how good Bendy was giving it to him.

Okay that’s all I have in me bye 👋

Okay so when I was asked this, the only two I meant to do as like a joke were the prostitute peter ones

…but then I scrolled through my photos and I found a bunch of cute ones + an outfit idea I had that I have never put on any drawing + this really tacky but cute kind of tacky one I had for some reason + got carried away with some more stuff I found in my gallery so I figured this was the best excuse I ever could of had, shout out to you anon 🌹

Bonus doodles

I’ll put a list of what they have tried already in total

Spanking - definitely works for a short bit… but Bendy likes it, so he will typically act out in order to be spanked

Cock Rings - definitely a fitting punishment for Bendy, considering that he does like to be pushed over the edge a lot. However, it doesn’t really do much considering it’s only recommended to wear 20-30 minutes. Knowing how bratty Bendy is, punishments usually last longer than that.

Edging - for SURE going to get Bendy to listen to Cuphead, it is even more effective when paired with strong stimulation like vibrators and larger, more interesting dildos and other appendages.

Handcuffed - Bendy hates and loves feeling overpowered, it’s more of the trust that he’s putting in Cuphead to handle him roughly, but carefully.

Choked - works effectively. Cup uses it when he needs Bendy to make a quick decision— but he only does it every so often for safety reasons.

Stimulation Denial - works to an extent, dependent on the mood Bendy is in. Seeing as how sporadic that is, it isn’t very effective to use all the time.

Publicity - tried it once, and only for the smallest bit because for a moment they both forgot the type of world they live in. Neither liked the action— but Cuphead likes the thought.

Cock and Ball Torture - too effective. Bendy likes it too much that he’ll act out just to get it. But when paired with edging, it is efficient.

Degradation - doesn’t work because Bendy will be a brat and sass back, and at some point it goes from less sexy to hurt feely

As for the top five:

Cock and Ball Torture

Spanking

Choking

Cock Rings

Alice had promised to bring him somewhere higher than the Upper— Heaven. Bendy hadn’t doubted the angel’s capabilities, somewhat expecting her to bring him to some restaurant or somewhere with beautiful scenery. They were currently in a red lit room with a bed, various surfaces with straps in odd places, couches and lounging areas, mirrors and a curtain— which Bendy could only assume was obviously to enjoy a sky view of a full moon— and for some unknown reason, a dangling pair of handcuffs chained onto a board on the ceiling. “This is… Heaven?” Bendy asked, smiling nervously. His ass was about to be desecrated, and he was smiling?

Cuphead watched as Bendy pulled out the object in question, the dish’s eyes widening at the sheer size of it. “You put that… thing inside you?” He asked, seemingly disturbed. At least in Bendy’s eyes. But Cuphead was far from it— he was turned on that the demon was a size queen, yes, but he was intimidated that Bendy thought it was average. THAT thing? Average? Cuphead might as well be microscopic if that was what he was up against. “Yes… Cup, are you aware of how to measure?” Bendy suddenly asked. “Well yeah, why do ya ask, butt slut?” He smirked, watching as Bendy brought the dildo closer to his own length. He held it as close to his groin as it would get. It seemed it was smaller than it first appeared. “Are you sure?” Bendy chuckled, his tail curling around the dish’s leg. “Because to me, it looks like you were taken a little off guard by a toy that’s smaller than you.” The demon set the silicone length down, crawling closer to Cuphead. “You’re the biggest I’ve taken. Biggest I’ve seen, too.” Bendy smirked.

As the two girls were walking from their house, a very familiar black ford pulled up to the curb. Of course, it was Alice and Holly’s favorite demon. He looked angry. “Hey, slut!” He shouted, which took the two women completely off guard. At first, their instinct was to get defensive, what self-respecting woman wouldn’t? But as soon as they opened their mouths to say something, Bendy… pushed past them? The girls looked at each other, then back at the demon— who was now facing Cuphead. The dish in question had his arms crossed, but his perfect poker face was nonexistent. He was embarrassed. “Why the hell did you leave your weird-ass-looking monster cock dildo at my place? Out in the OPEN?!” Bendy made a frustrated noise, leaving the two girls to gasp. Both in surprise, Alice more of in masked arousal and Holly in the general shock. She never was interested in that sort of thing. “Are you gonna SAY SOMETHING?!” Bendy growled, his own face flushed in what could only be assumed as anger. “Cause I’ll have you know, the next day, MY DAD SAW IT!” The demon was truly seething now, and it became apparent to the girls that he was embarrassed too. Not a great time for either of the boys… or at least, from what it sounds like, the present wasn’t a good time.

“Bendyyy… stop ignoring meeee…” Cuphead whined, lying his head on the demon’s lap. The demon in question did not dignify the dish with a response. He didn’t even glance in his direction. He simply flipped a page over from the book he was studying from, jotted something down, and turned back to the book. Cuphead made a noise of frustration, his face flushed. It was clear that he was up to be used, if him being stripped of his clothes had anything to say. Not to mention he was restricted to the desk Bendy sat at. The restraint in question was a maroon collar, complete with a tag that read ‘Sir’s Slut.’ What held him back was a short chain that bound him to the floor— which did not permit for him to even stand. “Bendy, pleeease… I just wanna make you feel good…” The dish cried out, maneuvering himself to straddle the demon’s leg, and beginning to rut against it. “Don’t hump me like a dog.” Bendy growled out, grabbing Cuphead by the handle and pulling him back until he stopped his movements. “If you need something to feed your hungry hole, go get a toy.” The demon dismissed, turning back to his studies. Cuphead waited for a split second, ready for him to say something more. Bendy said nothing else. “Bendy, I can’t reach any and you know it.” Cuphead huffed, watching as his lover sighed. He moved back slightly, then dipped down to the drawers of the desk and pulled something out. He sat upright once more, presenting the toy to Cuphead. “Here.” Was all he said, resisting the urge to smirk as the dish made a noise of surprise at what he was met with. Then a throaty, high-pitched whine as it dawned on him that he would be offered nothing else. “But it’s so small! How is anyone supposed to get off on that?” The dish laid his head on Bendy’s thigh, making the best pleading face he could. “Use this or use nothing at all.” Bendy confirmed the dish’s suspicions. Cuphead huffed in annoyance, though he knew that it’d probably be the best stimulation he can get at the moment. So, he took the toy. He was already well prepped, so he moved his hips up and slid the barely-there toy inside. || After a while of trying— and failing— to get himself off, Cuphead began to cry in frustrated arousal. He had been at this for what felt like hours, with little to no response from Bendy. His patience snapped, dignity out the window. “Sir, please! I c- can’t come! Not without you! Please, sir! Please, h- help me!” He weeped, tears streaming down his cheeks— though he didn’t dare hide his face. He knew if anything would convince his cruel, sadistic lover, it’d be the tears of his anguish. Bendy turned to face the dish, smirking, well, devilishly. “All you’re getting is that toy.” He chuckled, watching as Cuphead hiccuped a sob. His smirk dropped, a cold look on his face. He reached out for the dish’s handle, tugging him underneath his desk. “You’ve gotten me riled up, darling. Now fix it.”

It hadn’t been the best, but he had tried. He always was, wasn’t he? It was never enough. If only he hadn’t made that stupid bet. They could’ve lived a life like this sooner. They missed out on a lot. And it was his fault. Cuphead thought to himself, sulking in the closed off corner of the guest room. Hearing more than one set of footsteps, the dish stared at the door. He knew who they were, but the back of his mind told him to be on guard. When the door opened, only then did Cuphead relax. At least, as far as he could. “Heya, Cup.” Bendy greeted calmly, along with Alice, who waved with a gentle smile on her face. “Hey.” The dish greeted back, but it lacked the usual life it had. He looked back at the wall, his poker face giving nothing away to how he was feeling. But Bendy could pick up on it. “I’m not gonna ask, cause I already know the answer. Is there anything we can do to help you right now?” The demon asked, sitting down on the dish’s left side while Alice sat on the right. Cuphead was silent for a long moment, though when he opened his mouth to speak, nothing came out. He closed his mouth, thinking. “If it’s alright with you, I know a very effective way to bring the world’s greatest, most considerate partner to a better mood.” Bendy offered, a genuine grin on his face. “No pressure at all, Cuphead. We just want to help you, sweetheart.” Alice added, the two of them waiting for a response from the dish. The saddened man’s eyes searched the wall, before he finally spoke. “What’cha got in mind?” He asked. “Well babe, we thought that it’d be best to remind you of all the good qualities about you— mentally, emotionally… physically.” Bendy stated, leaning and resting his head on the dish’s arm, bringing his hands up to trace the pattern on the dish’s sweater. “I think it’d also be especially helpful to give you something else to feel while we do so… maybe even something inside? Would that be good for you, hon?” The angel leaned on Cuphead as well, though she laid her head on the dish’s shoulder. “Promise we’ll let you come all you like. We wouldn’t want you to go needy for every ounce of please you deserve. Isn’t that right, Bends?” Alice purred, her left hand rubbing circles on the dish’s back, while she let her right hand rest on the dish’s thigh. “More than right, Al.” The demon agreed, his tail lazily swirling about. The two of them looked at Cuphead, not in expectancy of consent, but more of an answer in general. “…Fuck, I need it. Need you two.” Cuphead admitted, tilting his head back against the couch they were all sat on.

These are far from quotes but I’m sure you’re feasting anyways 🌹

Whenever Cuphead is upsetti spaghetti, Bendy likes to calm him down by either sucking his shii when he’s mad, or fingering him and praising him when he’s sad

Alice was a sub for a short period of time, before one night her imagination went wild in her dreams— leading her to wake up and look over at Bendy, imagining what it would be like to be the one fucking him

Piggybacking off of the above, it takes a long while for Alice to admit she wants to get in her boyfriends butt, but when she finally does the stupid devil chud admits to wanting her to be dominant for a long time

Alice may be sweet and kind to Bendy in public and also in private, but in the bedroom when she’s in a dominant mood she is the meanest in the denial sense (and also overstimulation, depends on how she wants Bendy to beg)

This is something I think of a lot, at some point Alice finds a magical means to shapeshift into having the fattest dick known to man

And when she does, the shapes and features of her dihh only get more interesting (good thing Bendy’s a butt slut 👀)

Erm erm erm speaking of, Alice finds a rather large and strange looking appendage, in which it is strange enough that for a moment she doesn’t realize it’s a dildo

When she asks Bendy about it he tries to deny deny deny that it’s his (resorts to saying he’s holding onto it for a friend lolzz what a dumb ahh) but eventually Alice decides it’s time to do double penetration with Fuckhead

Cuphead is majorly upset that he is just now finding out that Alice is digging in Bendy’s buhh, because he wants to watch like the FREAK he is ❌

There is a point where Cuphead’s butt gets demolished by a shapeshifting Bendy + Alice

Bendy uses his strength to pull Cuphead to the floor, shoves his shii in his mouth, and uses his handle as leverage to face fuck him

Bendy + Alice, devil and angel on Cuphead’s sides, talking dirty to him while he yanks his shit