“arch your back a bit more up, yeah?” your boyfriend asked— a small grunt leaving his lips in awe, seeing your body completely exposed for him on the screen. Arch fully visible, your head fully down and into the pillows, heavily breathing, it was borderline pornographic. Work trip or not, he needed to see you, in some type of way.
“You look pretty,” His voice rang, slightly distorted. “Touch yourself for me… just two fingers.” Even if you wanted to resist, your hands moved first before you could think about it, tracing around your cunt before pinching and rolling your bundles of nerves like it was your sole purpose in life, making you curse silently under your breath.
“rub in circles, like that… don’t get too needy now. You’re such a good girl for me, you know that? It’s pathetic.” Your boyfriend spat, leaning back in his office chair as he began unbuckling his belt in one hand, phone in the other. He gave his cock some lazy strokes as he began to slightly squeeze the bottom of the base, before pumping up and down to your pretty cunt angled in the air for him. “Now move in and out for me, pretty girl,” He laughed slightly— quickly followed by a groan as he felt pleasure bubbling in his stomach.
Your body, craving anything to clench around eagerly entered slid in your fingers,making you gasp. Having your back arched up gave yourself alone more access than you were used to than on your back. Although, with every small pump of your hands, It didn’t even compare to how it felt when your boyfriend did it his fingers stretched you out time and time again, despite him going through the same motions many times during foreplay.
"Fuck,” He groaned out, his pace matching your stuttering hips. His hips began to buck, imaging fucking you. 3 weeks had never felt so long. “mmh, f-fuck I miss you-!” Your whimpers filled his silence, he couldn’t wait until he got back to his hotel, or even home, he needed it now, in his office for the time being. It was a ballsy move, driven from lust that had never felt so tempting.
His release washed over him, grabbbing the base of his cock as he aimed his mushroom tip to where it wouldn’t make a mess all over his work pants, not that it would matter anyway. He would rather make a mess all over the place then not watch you fucking yourself dumb for him.
“You can stop baby, you didn’t have to keep going even though you had already finished, yknow.” It was more of a statement than a suggestion. You pulled your fingers away, head spinning slightly and still trying to comedown from your high. “I’ll call you when I go to the motel. You did so well for me baby.” He sighed softly, putting away his work things. “I’ll make up for your lack of size there,” He teased. “I love you baby” You body fell down limp onto the bed and he hung up. A few minutes passed by before a familiar ringtone chimed, making you grab your phone.
“I got your favorite food, baby” “It’ll be there in 5, make sure you don’t accidentally stand by the window half dressed.” (green flag energy)
Kento Nanami, Suguru Geto, Satoru Gojo, Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Belphagor (omswd), Satan, Tooru Oikawa, Hajime Iwazumi, Tetsuro Kuroo, Jade Leech, Rook Hunt, Leona Kingscholar + your faves <3
first post kinda nervy… english isn’t my first language + not proofread, apologies for any errors. my requests r open.
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A/N: I am BACK in the Obey me building thanks to Obey Me Till Death Do Us Part, I have many new ideas for oneshots or headcanons, I just need time to write them as I am a college student with many research papers to do now lmfao anyways I just did my nails and I remembered this trend and well… yeah
Genre: Fluff, slight NSFW
Warning: erm, Suggestive so MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
GN!MC
Brothers Triworlds (Soon)
You have just finished getting your nails done and was scrolling through Deviltok when a video popped up where this girl was showing off her nails on her BF’s pants. You wanted to do something similar to flex your nails, especially since this set is heavily inspired by him.
Lucifer
Lucifer was at his desk, doing some paper work when you decided to pay him a visit. His head turned to your direction when he heard the door open. “Ah, MC. What brings you here?” he stops his writing and beckons you over. “I just got my nails done” you smile at him and show your hands. “They look wonderful. You look good in blue.” he reaches for your hands to admire the work of art, appreciating the royal blue color with red accents, as well as his initials on the ring finger. “Can you help me take videos of them? I wanna post it on deviltok” you asked, a smile on your face. He looks up at you suspiciously, yet nodded. “Sure, what do you need my assistance with?” He asked.
When you posted that video on Deviltube, the comments exploded. Oh how the denizens loved seeing the ever scary Avatar of Pride slightly lose his composure due to this human.
You asked him to stand up and beckoned him over to his couch. “Sit down,” you said, patting the space next to you. He sat down and watched you bring out your DDD. You opened your camera app and pressed record. His eyes widened when you placed your hands on his thighs, showing off your nails. Your hand travelled close to the center until you were palming his now hardened crotch, which has grown visible from his tight slacks. His breathing hitched as you grabbed it and squeezed slightly. His hand suddenly reached over to grab your hand, a hum leaving his throat. “How naughty…” he chuckled, hardening his grip on your hand, which is still gripping his crotch.
Comments:
“Holy shit he got hard so fast lmfaoo”
Mammon
“Eyoo his voice at the end???? MC can you still walk?”
“Lucifer this, lucifer that. THOSE NAILS ARE FIRE WHERE CAN I GET THEM?!?!?!?”
Mammon picked you up after your nail appointment. When you got in his car, he immediately asked to see your nails. “Lemme see ‘em! Wanna see what I spent precious grimm on ” You gave him your hands. “Of course you got yellow! You want the Great Mammon’s color on you! And is that my initial? HAHA! Of course you’d want my initials on you too!” he said, a huge smile on his face as he took in the gold details and the fancy M on your finger. “Can you help me film a video? I wanna post my nails on Deviltok” you asked, DDD out. “Sure, ya wanna show off yer my human huh? whatcha want me to do?” he agreed immediately.
“Just… sit still and be quiet” you giggled, pressing record and showing off your nails on camera. You begin by telling the camera you got new nails and thanking your boyfriend for them while angling your hands above his pants. When your hands landed on his crotch part, he let out a yelp. “O-oi!” he whispered. You felt him getting hard through his jeans so you grabbed him and squeezed, which made him let out a whimper. You laughed as you hit stop recording. “Wh-what was that for?!” he yelled, flustered at your actions. “Just a way of saying thank you… how about we go home and I'll show you just how thankful I am?” you teased. You’ve never seen Mammon put his car into drive, probably breaking a few speeding laws.
When you posted the video on Deviltok, people were both laughing and admiring just how down bad the Avatar of Greed was for you.
Comments:
“Omg he’s so whipped”
“WAS THAT A MOAN?!?!”
“Bae you gotta tell me who your nail tech is.”
“I just know he got the best time after this vid was filmed”
Leviathan
You went to Levi’s room and found him gaming as usual. “Hi Levi! Are ya winning, babe?” you asked, walking towards him and looking at his screen. He was playing Demonrant, an FPS game. “Mc! Yeah! It's 12-9 now.” he said, looking towards you briefly before focusing on his game again. You waited for him to finish before you did your plan, respecting his gaming time, and also because you were intrigued. The game ended with Levi getting an ace and winning. “Great job!” you praised, making him blush and take off his earphones. “T-thanks… Anyways, did you just get home?” he asked, you nodded, excited to show him your nails. “Yeah, look at my nails!” you faced them towards him, showing off the orange nails with one of the fingers having a purple snake across and a big ‘L’ on one of them. “w-wOAH!!” he exclaims, taking in all the details. When he realized it was inspired by him, he turned red. “How did I, a yucky otaku, deserve this?!” He said, face in his hands now. “None of that now” you chuckled, prying his hands away from his face. “How about you help me make a Deviltok video?I wanna show off my new nails” You suggested.
After he recovered, he nodded his head. “Want me to take pics of them?” he asked, grabbing for his DDD. “Nope, just… sit there…” You said, grabbing your own DDD. He looked at you curiously but obeyed. You began recording, showing off your nails, then placed your hand on his crotch. “e-EH?!?!?” He jumped, hands going to cover his face. “Shh~” you teased, grabbing his hard on, which was evident from the sweatpants he wore, and squeezing, an action that almost made him faint on the spot. “M-mc…” he whined. You giggled and ended the recording. “Haha sorry~” you said, hugging him, “This is your fault so you… you need to do something about it!” He said, burying his face into your neck.
When you posted the video, a bunch of people were basically envious of the Avatar of Envy himself.
Comments:
“Those nails are so cute actually!!”
“THIS is the Grand Admiral of Hell’s Navy?!”
“TSKR?!?! Why is this lowkey both cute and sexy??”
“Mc you’re having too much fun teasing him LMFAO”
Satan
You found Satan in his room reading a book as usual. As soon as you entered the room, he looked up and smiled at you, closing the book. “Welcome home, how was your appointment?” he asked, beckoning you closer to him, and hugging your waist and looking up at you. “Amazing, I got the best set!” You said, showing him your nails, which are his shade of green with black feather decor and small white dots, a cat paw on the thumbs, and a big ‘S’ on your middle finger, which he chuckles at. “They’re perfect. Your nail artist did amazing” He said, holding your hands. “I wanna take a video and post them on deviltok, can you help me?” you asked, squeezing his hands. He smiles and nods to you.
You take out your DDD and ask him to sit straight on his bed, which he obliges. You kneel in front of him, angling your hand so that the background is his shirt. You start the video and place your hands on his stomach, slowly making its way down until it reaches his crotch, where his breath hitches when he feels your hand on his hard on. You make gestures of scratching the area, giggling at yourself. You grab onto it and give it a squeeze, making him tense up and exhale heavily. The video ends when he decides to take your phone from you and take matters into his own hands. “You thought you could get away with riling me up?” he whispers into your ear. “Let’s see how well those nails will be with leaving scratch marks, hm?” he said, a smirk on his handsome face.
When you posted the video, denizens were going crazy!! The Avatar of Wrath was someone who they saw as either very calm or rampaging. This was a new side of him they didn’t know existed.
“He did his best to stay calm for a whopping 10 seconds before he decided enough is enough lmfao’
Comments:
“Oh mc is not gonna get away that easily from this one”
“Bro is living in his romance erotica books actually”
“Ok that was sexy and all bUT THOSE CAT PAWS ARE SO CUTE HELLO?!?!”
Asmodeus
He probably went with you and also got his nails done, his ones matching your vibes and aesthetic while yours matched his, Pink and black with a gold scorpion on each of your thumbs and a fancy ‘A’ on your ring finger. “Ohh, mc those are absolutely gorgeous!! They suit you so well!!” he says, when you show him yours. As soon as you get back to the House of Lamentation, you both chilled in his room, trying on various jewelry to see which matches the new sets. You remembered the trend and decided this would be the perfect occasion. “Omg Asmo, I remembered this nail flex trend I saw while getting my nails done!” you said, “Hmm? Which one?” he asked, thinking about the various videos he came across. “It goes like this, sit down.” you said, making him sit on his vanity chair and you kneeling down.
You propped your hands on his thigh as you started recording. He immediately realized which trend and giggled. You glided your hands on his thighs until it reached the middle, where he grabbed your hands and made sure to press it down on his bulge. “Dont we both have gorgeous nails~” he said, giggling at you who was now also flustered. You ended the video and Asmo immediately whined. “Mc~ now I wanna do that trend too! You’ll help me, right?~” he said in a flirtatious voice, knowing your fate, you just laugh and stand up, ready to do whatever this gorgeous man wants.
When you post the video, of course it blows up and goes viral! This is the Avatar of Lust we're talking about.
Comments:
“The way he immediately knew what MC was gonna do and did it himself LMFAO”
“Idk if I’m jealous of Asmodeus or MC…”
Beelzebub
“THE NAILS ARE SO CUTEEE, ITS THE OTHER’S AESTHETIC AAAA”
“All I want is something like this, please Lord Diavolo grant me a partner like this T.T”
You found him in the gym where he was working out, doing sit ups. When he saw you, he sat up immediately and greeted you. “Hello Mc, you just got home?” he asked, “Yep! The appointment took longer but it was very worth it!” you said, walking towards him and showing him your nails. They were black and orange, with gold lines that resembled his wings. A big ‘B’ in red on one of your thumbs. “They look wonderful, MC.” He smiled, admiring his color on you. “Can you help me film a video for Deviltok? I wanna show them off.” you asked, Beel immediately agrees. He was gonna stand up, however you stopped him, pushing him down. “I need you to lay down for this” you explained, to which he nodded.
You took out your DDD and pressed record. He was wearing a shirt with thin fabric, his sweat making it stick to his skin, which somehow showed the outline of his abs. You started the video with your hands on his stomach, tracing the outline with your fingers, then gliding down to his crotch, where a bulge grew as you pressed your hand onto it, gently squeezing. He stayed silent, but when you looked at him, he was flustered and had a hungry look. You decided teasing him was enough and ended the recording. “Thank you for your help” you chuckled, watching him sit up, reaching for your hand. “MC, im feeling hungry… but not for food.” he said, pulling you closer to him, giving into his hunger.
When you posted the video, the denizens were amazed at the Avatar of Gluttony’s composure and being able to stay still and quiet despite the temptations.
Comments:
“Ok but the OUTLINE OF HIS ABS HELLO?????”
“How is he so still and silent…”
“Those nails ate, but I just know Lord Beelzebub is gonna be eating better.”
“Livin the dream… how lucky T.T”
Belphegor
You find him in the attic, asleep. “Belphie?” you called, walking towards him and poking his cheek. “Belphieeee” you continued, waking him up. “Hmmm, MC? You’re home already?” he said, sleepily while pulling you into bed with him. “Yeah, look at my nails!” you exclaimed, showing them to him. They were purple and blue in color, a cow print pattern on some. A ‘B’ on one pointer finger. He hums in content, liking his colors on you, as well as his initial. “They look good on you,” he smiles. “Hey, can you help me film a Deviltok? I wanna show my nails! You don’t have to do anything, just lay down.” You asked, sitting up and waving your DDD.
“Hmm, sure. I'm good at just laying down.” he chuckles. You smile at him and position yourself better. You place your hands on his stomach and start recording. You slowly rub his stomach, making him chuckle at your antics, “hey, what are you doing?” he asks, you chuckle and ‘shh’ him. Your hands traveled lower and lower, making his breath hitch when it reached his crotch. You grabbed at the hardening bulge and squeezing, making him whine, which made you giggle. You ended the video soon after. “Hey… what was that for…” he asked, feigning annoyance, yet blushing. “Sorry sorry” you said, laying back down. “Sorry wont cut it, you gotta do something about this now…” He answered, pulling you on top of him.
When you posted the video, the denizens were shocked at how the Avatar of Sloth reacted, seeing a quite new side of him thanks to you.
Comments:
“How did you even get him to agree…wait no, you’re MC, of course he’d agree.”
“He’s like putty in thier hands lmfao”
“This is supposed to be suggestive but why do I just think its cute?”
“Please link us to your nail artist PLEASE WE BEG”
Synopsis: when it comes to you, they truly embody the sin that they are the avatar of.
Content: obey me brothers x fem!reader, semi public sex (Lucifer), oral (male and female receiving), Somnophilia (Belphie), fingering, slight choking (Satan), bit of a dom!reader (Asmo), shower sex (Beel), rough sex, pet names, i'm sorry if I forgot anything else
Lucifer
Befitting his title of the Avatar of Pride, Lucifer takes your pleasure seriously and relishes in the fact that nobody knows your body better than he does. He knows where you’re most sensitive and how to make you squirm. Most importantly, he takes pride in the fact that he can make you become putty with his fingertips.
This was torture. Lucifer knew it but that didn’t deter him from continuing his punishment with the straightest face as he talks with another RAD student. You on the other hand sat under the desk on your knees, out of sight, with his cock in your mouth.
His length twitches as your tongue traces up and down his shaft before the warmth of your mouth envelopes the sensitive head. Your jaw strains to accommodate his size, the masculine smell of him filling your nose. Tears prickle against your eyelashes as your hands rest on his thighs to take him deeper down your throat. You stifle a whimper, trying not to make too much noise so that the other student in the room wouldn’t become aware of such filthy actions going on with the student council vice president.
“Yes of course and what’s the earliest you could return those papers?” Lucifer asks in his usual calm tone. Under the table, his hands weave through your hair. He pulls you down making you gag on his length. You try to stifle your whimper, focusing on relaxing your throat to take him at the pace he set.
You shift uncomfortably, feeling your skin flush hot as you rub your legs together. To make matters worse, Lucifer pressed the sole of his polished dress shoes against your clothed pussy. Your breath hitched, and you can’t help the low whine that you prayed went unheard.
Lucifer pressed his shoe harder, intentionally rubbing against your needy clit. Your hips bucked, and you shamelessly ground against him in search of your release. When would the student leave?! You don’t know how much longer you could remain quiet, and you desperately wanted for you boyfriend to hurry up and fuck you.
Lucifer, though he didn’t show it, was amused by your antsyness. He intentionally dragged the conversation out, just to continue torturing you. But his own patience was wearing thin, and he knew he’d cum soon from the feeling of your mouth around him.
“Very well and can you make sure to run that by Lord Diavolo? Thank you. That will be all then.”
Once the door closed and the both of you were alone, Lucifer removed you from his cock leaving a string a saliva and pre cum. He yanked you to your feet and bent you over the desk, pushing a few of his papers to the floor including the documents that had just been dropped off.
“Such a naughty little thing aren’t you?” Lucifer asks, his breath fanning against the shell of your ear. He flicks up your skirt to pull down your panties which were soaked with your slick. He collects your essence on his fingers before bringing them to his mouth to taste. “Tell me, did you get aroused by what was supposed to be a punishment? It wasn’t meant to be enjoyable.”
“L-Lucifer please,” you whimper, fingers curling around the edge of the desk. “Been good for you. Need your cock.”
Lucifer scoffs, an amused smile tugging at his lips. He aligns his cock at your slick entrance, gripping your ass as he eases himself in. He bites his lip to stifle his groan. “Hell,” the demon swears. “I’m ashamed to admit that I don’t think I will last long. You feel like heaven and sin.”
“F-fuck me Lucifer,” you moan out as he presses himself deeper. Lucifer leans over your back, grabbing your chin to pull you into a heated kiss. His hips snap against yours, setting a relentless pace that makes the desk shake. He hisses as your walls convulse around him. Your knees go weak but you feel so deliciously full as Lucifer fucks into you.
“Only you can make me lose my composure like this, y/n.” Lucifer pants. “You should be proud knowing that you have such a powerful demon under your control. Tell me what it is you wish and it shall be my command.”
Mammon
When it comes to you, the Avatar of Greed is greedy in a number of ways. Primarily, he wants you all day every day. Doesn’t matter how. He can never get enough of you, and you often use that fact to your advantage.
“Eyes on me treasure," Mammon instructs. He spreads your legs open around his waist, wedging one finger into your cunt. Then a second is added, scissoring you slowly so that you feel the stretch of his fingers against your gummy walls. You whimper at the penetration. Your hips involuntarily buck against his hand, searching for more relief. Mammon chuckles. "So greedy, aren’t you? You're just sucking my fingers in."
His thumb circles your clit, bringing you closer and closer to your orgasm. You clench around his fingers, body arching off the bed. “Fuck. Mammon please stop teasing me.”
The demon grins. “Whatever you wish, treasure.” With one hand on your hip for leverage, Mammon slowly pulls his fingers out of the warmth of your pussy before fucking them back in hard and deep.
Mammon holds you down by your thighs, keeping you from squirming and pulling away from his touch. His mouth captures yours roughly, swallowing down your moans. He bites down on your lower lip, kissing you with equal urgency and desperation.
His fingers press against your innermost walls making more sinful cries leave your lips, which sound heavenly to Mammon's ears. The squelching sound of your wetness each time he moves his fingers sent heat shooting through his body straight to his cock.
“Fucking hell. Just listen how wet you are for me. You're literally dripping. Don't worry. I'll reward your pretty pussy here soon. Just gotta make sure you're nice and ready for my cock."
Mammon presses right where he knows you to be the most sensitive and you’re coming undone at his touch. Your body bucks, eyes rolling back. Your abdomen tightens as waves of pressure course through your body like electricity leaving your legs trembling. A loud cry leaves your lips, and Mammon swears under his breath. You’re gushing all over his hand. The erotic sight has his cock straining against his pants, and fuck, he wish he had recorded that so he could use to jack off to later.
Licking his fingers clean, Mammon groans in delight at your taste. He wanted, no needed, to taste you more.
"Mammon, please," your soft whimpers pull him back to reality. "Wan' to feel you inside of me." Red dusts Mammon's cheeks before his signature grin spreads across his face.
"If my dear treasure is so needy, how could I possibly refuse." Finally releasing his cock from the confines of his boxers, Mammon could almost sigh in relief. His stiff erection oozes pre from the tip and twitches in his hand as he aligns himself at your entrance.
“Fuck treasure.” Mammon pushes your legs to your chest. You both moan as he eases his cock in. “You’re so damn addicting. I haven’t had my fill of your sweet pussy yet. So indulge my greediness for a bit.”
Leviathan
The third born is very needy, but at the same time, extremely shy about vocalizing his needs. It’s embarrassing, okay! Levi doesn’t like it when others have your attention, especially if it’s one of his brothers. If it were up to him, he’d keep you all to himself.
“S-sorry, but I just needed you so bad,” Leviathan apologizes by kissing your lips, making the quietest of whimpers leave your lips. “Please don’t leave me. Be good for you-“
“I’m not going anywhere, Levi,” you assure. “Okay?”
“Okay,” he exhales shakily.
Levi kisses you again, this time with more urgency. You wrap your arms around his neck to pull him close as you lay back down into the bed. Levi trails kisses down the side of your neck, leaving love bites in their wake. His wandering hands tug at your shirt, exposing your breasts to the cool air. You let out a squeak when he bites down on your sensitive nipple. As Levi pressed against you, you could feel his arousal pressing against his pants.
You wrap your legs around his waist, grinding your hips up against his crotch. Levi let out a strangled groan. He presses his face into the crook of your neck to try to muffle the sounds as he ruts back against you.
“Hell. I need to cum so bad. Y/n~please.” Letting out a giggle, you help unbuckle his belt and loosen his trousers that he kicks away. You cup your hand over the bulge in his boxers, giving it a squeeze, grinning at Levi’s reaction. His body shudders, eyes scrunching shut. “Please. Don’t tease me.”
You give his cock a few languid strokes to get him fully hard. He twitched in your hand as you rub your thumb over the sensitive tip, precum beginning to leak out.
"A-ah...f-feels good..." Levi groans. Resting on his elbows, he presses his sweaty forehead against yours. It takes all his strength not to cum right there on the spot. He hikes your leg up around his waist and aligns his cock at your dripping entrance.
Leviathan slowly thrusts in, your wetness causing little resistance. You both groan at the feeling of him stretching you out. Your hips buck upwards, searching for more.
"L-Levi, t-there," you plea.
Levi groaned and picked up the pace. He couldn't get enough of the way you felt around him. The way your gummy walls would convulse with each snap of his hips. Your high pitched and needy moans for him and him alone nearly drove him over the edge.
Leviathan bites against your neck, pressing his cock as deep as he could, claiming every inch of you. “I’m envious of the other guys that hog all you attention,” he muttered. “Only look at me. You’re mine and mine only.”
Satan
Satan also detests when others take too much of your time, especially if it’s his brothers, namely Lucifer. However, rather than beg for attention, Satan punishes you for being a distraction in the first place. His anger sometimes results in a rougher sentence
“Keep quiet,” Satan commands, a sharp edge to his tone. “You wouldn’t want someone to walk in now, would you?”
With tears brimming your lashes, you quickly shake your head no and try to steady your breathing, bite back your moans. You and Satan were in the library. It was after hours, but there was still the possibility someone could walk in to the mortifying sight of Satan sitting on the couch, you on his lap, your underwear pulled down to your ankles and you sitting on his cock.
“Good,” the avatar of wrath said. “Now, tell me the answer to number five.”
You shakily hold up the workbook, trying to figure out the math problem for your homework. But you could hardly focus as your boyfriend shifted you on his lap, intentionally pressing you deeper. “I-it’s B. 43,” you eventually stammer out.
“Good,” Satan approves. “What about the next one?”
“It’s-“ your breath hitches as you feel his fluttering touch on your pussy. The pads of his fingers trace your clit in slow tantalizing circles that make your toes curl. You roll your hips, which Satan promptly stops with his other hand. There was a soft squeeze on your throat in warning.
“Don’t misbehave. Only good students get rewards. Now, tell me the answer.” Satan pinches your clit. You shakily exhale and say the answer. “Good, the next one.”
You were going to lose it. This was torture and you couldn’t tell if Satan was truly getting a kick out of your suffering or not. He wore an indifferent look while waiting for you to answer. But he was so hard. You were stretched full sitting on his engorged cock, the tip of his length rubbing against your walls with each subtle shift. Feeling him wasn’t enough though. You wanted-needed-him to move. However, Satan either had immense self control or was too prideful to break his composure.
“What’s the answer?” He asked again, rather impatiently.
“Tanie~” you whine. “I c-can’t-dunno. Please.” You try again to move your hips to be stopped again. A hand clamps around your throat.
“You’re pushing my patience. I’m not going to reward bad behavior. If you want my cock, then you will have to be good and work for it. I have no problem with leaving you here horny all night. However long it takes to finish your assignment. Now, finish the problem and I may be generous enough to let you take a break.”
You will yourself to focus. After a few excruciating seconds that felt like minutes, you tell Satan the answer, garnering a nod of approval.
“Now, was that so hard?” He taunts. Satan takes the workbook from you and throws it on the nearby table. Before you could gather your bearings, he pulls your legs to your chest. You gasp out as his cock hits deeper than before followed by subsequently rougher and faster thrusts that have you seeing stars.
“W-wait Tanie, fuck! I’m gonna cum,” you cry, keening against him, the coil in your stomach finally snapping. His veiny cock drags across your gummy walls, claiming every inch of you, until he’s cumming thick ropes of white.
Satan holds you close. His chest rises and falls in steady pants. “Let this be a reminder who you belong to. Next time, my wrath may not be so easily quelled.”
Asmodeus
As the avatar of lust, Asmodeus is no stranger in the bedroom. He’s adventurous and kinky. He likes to experiment and change things up from time to time, so you never know what experience you will get, only that it will end with you cumming.
"Come on," Asmodeus coos. “You can be a little rougher you know.” A flush of pink coats his cheeks as you pull on the choker around his throat. But paired with his cheesy grin, you knew he was enjoying whatever pain you inflicted. Not to mention his growing erection you felt from sitting on his lap.
“This isn’t supposed to be enjoyable, Asmo,” you try your best to sound stern.
“Awe but anything I do with you is enjoyable. No matter what it is.” He lets out a strangled moan when you tug the leash again, pulling him closer to you. His hands settle on your hips. Goosebumps prickle across your skin when he runs his fingers up and down your sides over your thighs and to your breast, mapping the shape of your curves and the feel of you. When he gets too handy, touching too close to your already dripping cunt, you yanked the collar to get him to stop.
“Bad, Asmo,” you chide. He whined, more so from frustration than annoyance. “If you want to touch me, then you have to make yourself cum first.”
“But it feels so much better when I cum with you,” Asmo protests. You knew it was just a bratty act, so you reiterated your demands, making him sigh playfully. “Fine. If I must.”
You sit back to watch Asmodeus release his dick from the lingerie he wore. His pretty cock was red at the tip, already weeping beads of pre cum. Cheeks flushed, Asmo begins moving his hand up and down the base of his shaft. His equally pretty moans fill the room, sending electricity through your core.
“Ah fuck feels good,” Asmo whimpers. His own hand didn’t nearly compare to yours but knowing that your watchful, hungry eyes, drunk in his every movement, fueled him to move his hand faster. To push himself over the edge. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I’m close. Ahh Y/n am I doing good? Being so good just for you.”
Tears prickled along his eyelashes. His abdomen constricted. The pressure of his release nearly boiled over.
“Stop.”
That singular word felt like ice all over him. Asmo’s hand stopped moving on its own, and he nearly cried in protest until you climbed on to his lap, pushing him back against the bed, and sank down on to his cock. You both moaned out as your pussy stretched around him.
“Ahh feels so good,” Asmodeus moans. “You know I can’t hide my most lustful desires around you. Our bodies fit so perfectly together. Don’t you think?”
Beelzebub
Beel's favorite thing to do (besides the obvious eating) is to eat you out. He often doesn't realize how over stimulated he leaves you until you're practically begging for him to stop. As he is the most fit out of all his brothers, his stamina is unmatched, and you best prepare yourself to go several rounds.
Beelzebub pins you up against the shower wall with ease. One of your legs wrap around his broad shoulder, the other held up by his rough palm to give him easy access to pussy. Muttering a low, "thank you for the meal," Beel attaches his mouth to your cunt, beginning to suck and eat you as if it were the last thing he'd get to taste.
"S-shit Beel, slow down!" Your head lulls back against the wall. The room fogs from the steam produced from the shower, and the intense heat of the water intensifies the tension between the two of you. You hips involuntarily buck up, but Beelzebub’s strong hold keeps you pinned and at his mercy.
“Can’t-“He’s messy, slurping at your folds trying not to waste a drop of your precious essence. “Taste too good-“ Beel mumbles, gripping your thighs tighter. As his tongue moves in and out of your folds at a rough pace, he buries his face deeper in between your legs, letting out a low groan. It’s almost as if he’s drunk. Your taste is so addicting he can’t thing of anything else but drinking you down.
“F-fuck Beel cuming,” you cry out. Your hands tangle themselves in Beelzebub’s hair, pulling the strands as you ground against his face. A throaty growl resounds from the back of his throat.
“H-hurts but so good.” Beel could feel the blood and heat racing toward his cock. He’s hard and he knows it, all just from tasting you. His balls ached for release, and his cock stiffened against his abdomen streaking beads of pearling pre cum across his skin.
Beel’s rougher, sucking on your sensitive clit and greedily tasting your sweet, addictive release. You feel your head spin as the overwhelming pleasure overloads your senses. Tears brim your lashes. Your back arches up, pressing yourself firmly against his face as you tug on his hair, making him groan. His cock twitches.
"Fuck, Beel, I'm close!" Your toes curl and the pressure coiling in your stomach snaps. Gasping out your boyfriend’s name, you cum a second time across his face before slumping back against the wall, begging him to give you a break. Reluctantly does he pull away, not before giving your pussy a sloppy kiss.
Beelzebub licks his lips, savoring the taste of you on them. "Sorry y/n, but you know how much of a glutton I am for your pussy. Won't you let me have another taste? I promise to make you feel good."
Belphegor
As the Avatar of Sloth, he often falls asleep during your intimate moments, so he gives you full permission to do whatever you want when he’s asleep. A lot of the times, Belphie thinks he’s dreaming and he won’t even stir until he’s on the brink of cuming
Belphegor dozed off while you were cuddling, making you giggle at how cute he looked, long lashes fluttered shut and comfortably surrounded by a mountain of pillows. You brush his cheek to move some stray hairs and he lets out the prettiest little whimper, but doesn’t rouse from his slumber. A mischievous smile then spreads across your face.
You discard your pajamas, leaving you in nothing but your underwear and pull the covers back. Belphegor stirs slightly from the loss of warmth. You sit on his lap, feeling that he already had a slight erection.
“What are you dreaming about, Belphie?” You coo. You rock your hips across his crotch, moaning softly.
Belphegor lets out a shaky sigh in his sleep, legs subconsciously spreading wider. His cock stiffens within his boxers, slowly stretching the fabric of his pajama pants the harder he becomes from your touch. He stirs slightly in his sleep, mumbling your name.
“Come on Belphie,” you moan. “I know you’re close.”
A gasp leaves the male’s lips. His hands settle on your hips and his eyes groggily flutter open. “Y-y/n-ah! S-shit!” Belphegor whines, hips bucking up in attempts to sheath his clothed cock in your pussy.
When the last bits of drowsiness finally subside, Belphegor sits up quickly. He takes you in, your naked form sitting so daintily on his lap…his lap. Noticing the large wet patch on his crotch, Belphegor’s face slowly turns red.
“S-so I wasn’t dreaming…”
You giggle, wrapping your arms around his neck. He swallows thickly as you press your breasts against his chest. “Care to tell me what you were dreaming of? Maybe we can make it reality.”
Belphegor grins, but his ears still had a bright red tinge. He then flips your positions so that you’re beneath him. “Well, for starters, we were more like this. And…then, I kissed you like this-“
The demon presses his lips against yours, first starting off gentle and sensual. Belphegor cups your jaw to deepen the kiss. Your run your fingers through his hair, tugging at his roots eliciting a groan.
“W-what’s next Belphie?” You ask breathlessly. Belphegor trailed kisses down your neck and the valley of your breasts. His eyes flickered dangerously with desire.
“I fill you with my cock and fuck you until the sun rises.”
You eagerly help Belphegor remove his pajama bottoms and boxers. He holds his stiff cock, still slick with his earlier release, and aligns himself with your entrance. Kissing you once more, Belphegor sheathes himself with a single thrust, setting a fast pace before you could fully adjust to his size.
“Mmph Belphie wait!” You whimper into the kiss. Belphegor hisses when you bite his lip. You wrap your legs around his waist, pulling him close. The tip of his cock kisses your inner walls making coils of pleasure constrict in your stomach.
Belphegor lets out a groan, his pace faltering slightly. “Fuck, y/n the things you do to me. You awaken something within me that not even the most slothful of demons could ignore. I’ve never wanted anything as bad as you.”
LUCIFER likes your hair. He tells people that it's because when he's tense because of work, just playing with your hair soothes his nerves.
But really? It's just because your hair provides him something to hold on to when he's fucking you from behind. When his black gloves are entangled with your hair, “Come on love, arch that back more..!” he darkly chuckled while forcing your head closer, your sobs now clearer to his ears.
MAMMON likes your back, especially that dip above your hips where he usually puts his hand when guiding you through spaces.
But behind closed doors, it's actually because everytime he sees your back, it reminds him of times when it's filled with bite marks and hickeys, and how whenever your back hurts, nine times out of ten it's because of his dick.
LEVIATHAN likes your hands. He loves how warm they are compared to his cold ones. It reminds him you're there. How you caress his face when you kiss him and how you pet his hair.
But sometimes, it's because he likes seeing the way his cum is pooling on your palms after you jerked him off for the nth time that night, “F-Fuck...! I'm sorry, I came T-Too fast again... Here, let me clean your hands—oh... Y-You don't have to lick it...”
SATAN likes your cunt though and he's not shy about it. Sometimes, people would ask him what's his favorite part of you and he will just smile and say, “The part only I know. A hint? Hmm... It's always dripping.”
He seriously likes it, for a gentleman, he's quiet fast to get down on his knees as soon as he saw you bent over. In fact, his favorite hobby might just be eating you from behind.
ASMODEUS likes every part of you. “My favorite part? Hmm... I like every part of my love. You don't really get to think about what's your favorite when you like everything.” He says when asked.
But really? It's because there's no part of you the avatar of lust can't fuck. There's nothing not hot about you, there's nothing about you that doesn't make him horny and there's nothing about you that doesn't make him think of bending you over right then and there and breeding you.
BEELZEBUB likes your stomach. It doesn't matter if it's flat or chubby or bloated. It doesn't matter. What matters is that he can hug you from behind while squeezing the life out of your body. What can he say, the teddy bear got his own teddy bear.
And what really matters is how hot you look when you're getting pounded every night. The way he would wrap his hands around your tummy, the way you can't escape from his grasps is what matters.
BELPHEGOR likes your thighs because, “It's where I sleep. I have my pillow? Yeah, so what? I have a lover too.” is his reason, and honestly, it's because when he sleeps in your thighs, you can't move, can't talk to other people but him. Hitting two birds with one stone he says.
Though behind closed doors, it's because when he eats you out and your thighs lock around his head brings him unparalleled arousal, it gets better when he has to separate them apart and you can't stop him.
DIAVOLO likes your nails! He pays for them specifically, it doesn't matter whether it's acrylic or natural, he likes seeing you use your hand and remind him that he spends money on you.
Though, he keeps them long. That's his only rule when paying for your nails. It stops you from fucking yourself and it causes visible marks all over his body when he fucks you raw and impales you on his dick. That's why he works out on his back, so you have a larger space to scratch.
BARBATOS likes your ass. Though when asked about it, he tends to just smile and say that his answer is private or rather not work appropriate.
It's because it's one of the only places he can leave his mark on, he especially likes it when his hand print is plastered all across it, also when you can't sit down because of it. Guess you'll just have to show up to his room late at night to ask him to apply ointment, but we all know it's going to end up with even more handprint.
SIMEON likes your face. He thinks it's angelic and he makes sure you know it but showering you with kisses every waking moments beside him. He treasures you deeply. That's for every morning.
Every night, kisses is not what covers your face but rather his cum. When he sits at the edge of his bed and you kneel between his thighs as you stroke his cock until his cum drips all over your face is another reason why he likes it.
SOLOMON likes that space between your cunt and your thighs but he couldn't say it in public now can he? So instead he just laughs it off and says it's your thick, warm heart.
He found out about it accidentally. When you were punishing him and not letting him fuck your tiny hole, you decided to put his dirty cock between your thighs right and he came in an instant. There's just something about seeing how deep his cock goes that makes him cum
MEPHISTOPHELES likes your legs. He respects both women and men and would never in his life oggle them. But somehow when it comes to you, he just can't help but stare down and watch when you wear something tight.
His breaking point was this one party where you wore heels and tight bottoms and he just had to have you, even if it means hurting your ankles because of how hard he's been plowing you.
RAPHAEL is innocent, it takes him some time to answer so you answered it for him. “It's obviously my tits.” and he was flabbergasted, snapping his head to your direction with a questioning look, “It's because it's the closest to my heart.” You added. He believed it, though he's still suspicious.
You noticed it when he was fucking you, he never likes to hit it from the back, you asked him why once and he answered with a breathless “I don't know... D-Don't know...” while he sucks your nipples. You sure do know though.
THIRTEEN likes her tits but she likes your tits better. And she's not afraid to say it, “My favorite part hmm?” she will then grab your tits through your clothes, “These are the best! Sad to say you'll never feel them~”
The first time you fucked her, it was apparent that she pays much more attention to your tits, always sucking your nipples even if she's on the verge of passing out from the continuous orgasms.
The brothers would be disgustingly perverted with you, even before dating.
Thinking about how lucifer would be so confident standing next to you, giving you his coat or putting an arm around your shoulder while acting like it's just him being nice. When he's actually covering you in his cologne that's just subtle enough for only demons to smell. Or how he'd go through your room the day after hearing you touching yourself, he'd find any toy you had and laugh at it while comparing it to himself. Theres time he finds an excuse to punish you just to see you cry, it gives him great joy when you beg him to go easy on you. He imagines it later at night that your actually begging for him to touch you more.
And how Mammon would have hundreds of thousands of photos of you. He can't go without seeing you, and if he seeing you with anyone else he'd get mad. Sometimes he'd take your clothes and keep them under his pillows so he can keep something close to him. He never lets you burrow his card or his wallet no matter how many things he buys for you since he had a photo of you in his wallet, and he got a new card with a photo of you in a swimsuit. Make sure you keep any toy hidden extra good, he'll take one and keep without washing it for him at night.
Levi? He freaks out his own brothers. He started going to rad full time because you being there without him was making him go crazy. One to many Lotan visits before he realized he needed to be by you full time. Sometime he swaps out your uniform pants or blazers just to see you walk around in it. You never did understand why demons would back away, unknowing that you smell so heavily like Levi that they know to stay away. He'll replace all your toys without you noticing, and have them slightly altered so they wouldn't please you while he keeps the rest for himself.
Satan gets more violent. When he sees demons to close he has to calm himself before he kills half the demons in rad. Even Diavolo instead safe, but he sees through Satan and laughs as he gives you two space. He's almost tried to kill his brothers when he saw photos of you with his them, the only reason he didn't is because he was also in the photos. He has to hold back every time he sees you. Sometimes he gets so mad that apart of lucifer comes out and he personally punishes you. When he realized how good he felt afterward he did it more, he always made sure you never got scared but god- if he doesn't he might destroy the whole house. When he realizes you have toys he basically incinerates them. Lucifer had come home to your room destroyed along with part of the kitchen. Satan was no where to be seen.
Asmo hides nothing from you. He is full of lust and you know it. Before he even got close to you he'd say his hellos with a whole kiss with tongue, and no, there was no way to avoid it. If you mentioned it he'd just laugh and say its a demon hello, even if you didn't believe it you wouldn't ask anyone, and he knew that. When he realized his charm didn't work he got a special ChapStick that would charm you and would use it just for fun. And all your toys? He gave them to you, in person. no wrapping at all. He'd give you dildos starting from small and got larger until it was the size of him, and yes, he would ask if he could watch you use them- Infront of his brothers too just to make them mad.
Beelzebub is nasty. Out of all the brothers he may hide it the best but only because he always has that stoic look on his face. He takes you out to eat constantly because watching you eat gives him a boner every time. He does hide it, but after he's pressed himself against you with the excuse of tripping. You don't notice its his erection since every part of him is solid, its hard to tell if its his boner or his thigh. He can't look at you at dinner or breakfast when with his brother because they will notice and he can't have that. When he finds your toys he'll take them and lick it clean. It doesn't matter if it was clean, or covered in lube. He can taste through the lube and through the cleaner to taste you on it. Doesn't matter if its a vibrator or dildo either, he'll put it back later and sit longer in the kitchen at night to know when you use it next. Belpie complains about his stomach being louder at night.
Belpie is still lazy with it, he'll nap on you during rad days so when he drools it soaks into your uniform so other demons can smell him. As mad as he gets when his brother give you attention he can't bother to do more. At night he'll sleep you, and sometimes he'll keep his pillow between you guys but sometimes he doesn't so you can feel if he gets a boner or not. He'll purposely give himself wet dreams about you and sleep almost all day just imagining all the ways he could fuck you. He waits outside when you masturbate and specially knock on your door the moment you cum. He knows you wont reject him and love to cuddle you when your still sweaty and shaking. He'll never mention it, but he loves how much he can smell everything. He'll let you use the bathroom afterwards, but you can't shower until tomorrow. He needs to sleep smelling the after math still on you. He uses that scent in his wet dreams.
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Your shirt rises up when you reach up to grab a plate on the top shelf of the cupboard. A sliver of your skin peaks out.
Satan jerks his head away, almost violently so. Despite being a demon, he considers himself to have, at the very least, common decency. Only idiots like Mammon would have the gall to stare at someone so unabashedly like that.
Still, Satan’s eyes can’t help but wander over to your figure, who is still trying to grab that blasted plate. Your shirt has risen higher now. It gives him the opportunity to soak in the delicious divot of your hip and—
Satan suddenly becomes interested in the fruit bowl on the counter. There’s a banana. It’s beginning to brown. Someone should eat it soon.
Yes.
“That bowl must be fascinating.”
Satan flinches. You’re standing in front of him now. The plate is triumphantly nestled in your hands. You grin at him, and, for the first time in his life, Satan’s mind goes blank.
“Someone should eat that banana soon,” he offers weakly.
You giggle. The sound fills up the kitchen effortlessly. “I’ll let Beel know.”
“Got it.”
“Also, the next time you decide to check me out,” you say, not even trying to cover up your cocky smile, “commit to it.”
cw: unprotected sex, office sex, marking, biting, possessive!Caleb (I mean it's Caleb we're talking about), mentions of babies, impregnation kink, breeding kink, baby fever, knocking up, mentions of killing, thoughts of the reader being pregnant.
Remember Caleb's hand that you gave a permanent bite mark when you were kids? Because, he's always worried when you're sick, you'd always bite your tongue--so he lets you bite his hand instead.
Caleb doesn't care if it hurts--as long as you don't hurt yourself. He's okay with it.
Well, it's the same hand that you still bite 'till this day to muffle your moans while he's pounding deep inside of you in his office-- well actually, in any places you both fuck at.
And to be honest, the colonel doesn't really care if your moans and whimpers gets loud to the point that others can hear it, so that they're aware that he's the one fucking you dumb.
However, as possessive as he is, he never wants others to hear those sweet moans from you. He's the only one who should hear it-- he'd rather kill those who can even get a little glimpse of hearing those adoring sounds-- that's exclusively just for him.
Because, he's the one fucking you balls deep--not them, while you moan and whimper in return.
He considers your visible bite on his hand-- a mark, a permanent one. When someone asks him where he got that-- he'll be proud to say that his lovely wife gave it to him.
While on the other hand, he wants to give you a permanent mark too--a baby:(
This man will do anything just to knock you up for good and have your stomach swollen with his baby.
The thought of it turns him on all the time.
Always wanting to cum inside of your warm pussy, and fuck all of it inside of your womb. He always makes sure you take it all-- not a single drop wasted.
"Even if it doesn't take, I will knock you up over and over again until you're carrying my baby."
This man doesn't show any shame in saying these things to you.
He's just marking what's his-- marking his territory.
Caleb realising you have a uniform kink, and exploiting the way you melt for him when he's all dressed up.
Sometimes he comes home before changing on purpose, just to watch the way your smile falls when you meet him at the door and see him in uniform. He picks up on it immediately— your desperation. How your breath catches in your throat and your eyes trail ever so shamelessly down his body, he loves the attention.
The feel of his gloved hands on your skin, on your neck. His uniform being the only thing you see: no safety in Calebs familiar body, just the fear the colonel sends coursing through you. His clothed knee wedging your legs apart, totally manhandling you into a desired position. No one there to save you.
Grasping onto his uniform as he pushes inside of you, fingers slipping under his coat. Trying your best not to make a mess of his clothes, not the ones he works in, the ones that will smell like you by the time he's finished with you regardless.
Making so much noise that he has to cover your mouth with his hand, letting you bite down on his gloves. If he's lucky, you'll leave behind a bite mark to remind him is just what that uniform does to you. A welcome distraction from work <3
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Tags: Caleb x fem!Reader, smut, gun play, dead dove, caleb is a walking red flag in this one, the gun goes WHERE???
An: So um… I’m obsessed with him, and I sincerely apologize for writing this.
No, you’re absolutely right. Sylus would never fuck you with his gun. He cherishes you, worships your body as if you’re a goddess who fell into his lap. He’s too weary of accidentally hurting you. He couldn’t fathom shoving an object of war inside your pretty little pussy, the most safest of places that he knows. It’s a blasphemous thought really.
but you know who would do that…
“C-caleb, th-that… oh my god… what are you doing-? Mmph! Shit,” you gasp and pant, looking down between your legs to marvel at the black weapon adorned with silver attachments sliding through your slick folds.
Caleb’s lilac eyes are on you, watching you from between your knees, and he has a satisfied smirk on his face as he watches the confusion, fear, and arousal take precedent on your face.
This type of debauchery is only something you could take part in with someone you trust with your whole life. Caleb already knows all your secrets… What’s one more sick kink to add to his arsenal of blackmail?
“What’s the matter, pipsqueak? This is only such a small step up from my hand.” He taunts, raising his robotic arm up to give you a teasing wave.
His other hand is carefully dragging the handgun up and down, watching as you coat his gun in the most beautiful of shine. Truthfully, he’s considering doing this with all of his guns. He needs his pretty girl to christen all of his weapons. You know… for luck.
“Ah-!” you gasp and tense as you feel him aim the weapon right at your small bundle of nerves, applying a small amount of pressure before he skillfully maneuvers the gun in small circles.
Your hands are fisting at the sheets, slightly pulling at them as you try to take your mind off of what’s happening to you. He’s using a gun to bring you to the edge, and the worst part was you’ve never been this close to finishing so quickly before.
Your stomach tightens, and you’re on the cusp. Your legs try to clamp around Caleb’s arm and the gun, but his other hand presses to your knee and forces you to keep your legs open.
“Tsk. Come on. Let me see~ I wanna see you unravel on my gun,” his eyes are glimmering with mischief and perversion as he applies more pressure, and he flicks his wrist in tighter circles, pinpointing your pleasure center down with such ease.
“Fuck-! Caleb… I-“ you can’t even get the words out before you feel your body snap like a bowstring. Your pleasure ripples through your body in waves as your walls clench around nothing.
“What a pretty sight,” he murmurs proudly as he finally relieves some of the pressure. “I wanna see it happen again,” he proclaims, sliding the gun further down towards your entrance.
“Wait- You can’t be serious, C-caleb,” you choke out, squirming backwards on the bed away from the handgun being pointed towards your very core.
“Dead serious, pipsqueak,” he affirms as he gives you that cold gaze he’s mastered since becoming a colonel. “What? Don’t you trust me?”
He flips the gun upside down, tilting the handle towards your clit as the muzzle plugs your entrance.
Your body vibrates with anticipation, and you find yourself stilling for him. Some deep depraved part of you is just as enticed as it is repulsed.
“Look at you being such a good girl,” he purrs, pressing a kiss to the inner part of your knee before he slides the barrel of the gun inside you.
“O-oh!” you gasp, arching your back off the bed as you squeeze your eyes closed. The metal isn’t very cold anymore, and it’s adequately lubed with your arousal from earlier.
“Shh, shh.” he whispers as his hands slowly work the gun further inside you. His eyes are enamored with the sight of your puffy folds, happily swallowing his gun like the needy slut you are. “Feels good to let go, don’t it?”
You’re too focused on the feeling of his gun slowly sliding in and out of you. Your warm walls hug around the barrel. You’re completely baffled at how you’re getting so turned on from this. You should be scared out of your mind, but instead, your hips are rolling, trying to seek out more stimulation from the weapon.
“Sooo eager. God, you’re so beautiful,” his voice is husky as he whispers. He can feel the strain in his pants from his erection, but he’s not looking to relieve himself. This is all about you.
He tilts the handle of the gun upwards, pressing the butt of the handle against your small bundle of nerves. The angle of the gun making it possible to stimulate twice as much.
“Oh my— shit, Caleb!” you’re stumbling over words as your cunt flutters around the gun. You’re already close again.
“That’s right, pretty. Cum on my fucking gun. Come on. Give it to me,” he demands, gripping the gun tightly with one hand as he’s pumping it in and out quicker. The sound of metal clicking and squelching echoes in the room.
His face is twisted in pure concentration, and his muscles flex with each time he moves the gun inside you. His chain bouncing around his neck as he works you down.
Your body goes taut, and you lift your hips up off the bed. Your slick is gathered beneath you onto the sheets. You’re dripping.
Your ears begin to ring, and you shout his name as you squeeze around his gun. His hands become more methodical, pumping the gun leisurely with his hand.
You can hear him let out a low growl as he watches your pussy constrict. You’re such a pitiful thing — trying to milk his gun as if it could even give you anything.
You’re gasping for air as he slowly pulls the gun out of you. Its shiny metal was glistening in your slick. Caleb smirks to himself, knowing that every time he cleans it, he’s going to have to plunge it into you again.
“Messy girl,” he grins as he admires his weapon. He then slowly brings it up to his lips before his tongue lulls out, and he licks your juices straight off of his gun, savoring your taste.
“You’re sick,” you pant, unable to tear your eyes away from the downright pornographic sight.
“Says the one who just came on my gun like a psychopath.”
a/n sorry I’ve been gone for so long, life is crazy but here’s more Mammon stuff that’s been heavy on my mind 𓄿
⚠️warnings⚠️ breeding, afab reader (no pronouns but the word ‘pussy’) Mammon being greedy.
Mammon has a breeding kink and I will not be argued with. he just does.
Especially in spring, (February to May is when crows typically breed and nest) his mind filled with thoughts of bending you over anywhere and stuffing you with his cum.
He’ll even freeze mid-conversation imagining you plump and round with a child. his child. In his pretty little human.
He’ll go fucking feral for it.
“That’s my good human.....ya look so good underneath me treasure~” Mammon moans as he pounds himself into you.
You don’t remember how many times you’ve cum by now, tears running down your face as you gasp and moan trying desperately to catch your breath.
Mammon just laughs softly as he presses soft kisses to your chapped lips and sweaty face.
The fucked out look on your face makes his cock throb, and he has to look away before he cums too quickly.
Mammon presses his body into yours, face in your neck. His fast thrusts speed up again, the room finning with the sound of sweaty sink slapping against skin.
“If only ya knew what you did to me. You know how crazy this little pussy makes me? Do ya know how bad I need ya sugar? ‘m tellin’ ya it feels like I’m addicted to you….” His voice is low and breathy right in your ear and you whine, nodding your head…..but then again your brain is too fuzzy to really make out what he’s saying.
Mammon laughs again and then bites down on the junction between your neck and your shoulder. It’s what sends you over the edge once more, and milks him dry, moaning each other’s name as you cum together.
Mammon is still shuddering for a full minute after his orgasm. And his cock is still hard inside you, “Ya didn’t think we were done did ya treasure?”
(Cause y'all seemed to love the first one omg. Also TW: I made everyone wayy more sleazy and nasty than before so read at your own risk. MInors DNI)
Pervert! Mammon who likes to ask you for something specifically when your hands are full. "MC, lend me a few Grimm could ya?" He asks when you're in the middle of cooking.
"My hands are covered in cake batter, just take some from my back pocket."
"Are you sure it's there? Let me check both pockets." He isn't so much searching for coins as much as he's feeling and practically groping your ass. Seriously you start to wonder how it's taking him 20 minutes to find something that's right there.
Pervert! Solomon who keeps his room colder than usual when you come over for magic lessons.
"Is it too cold for you MC? I apologise, I kept it this way because some of the potions have bad reactions to heat but if you'd like-"
"I'm absolutely fine, Solomon. You worry about me too much." You smile at him reassuringly, not noticing how his eyes are so eagerly trained at your nipples perking up through your thin t-shirt.
Boner Bonus points if you allow him to hug you for some warmth. His fingers will definitely brush against your chest more than once.
Pervert! Beel who seems to make a mess whenever he's trying to help you in the kitchen. "I'm so sorry, MC. I didn't mean to spill it on your hands!"
"It's okay Beel, it's just some cream and syrup. I can just wash it off right away."
"But it's such a waste. Please allow me." He starts to thoroughly lick your fingers and you shake your head and let him knowing his fixations on food.
But he can't help it - you taste so good. He secretly wonders what you might taste like down there, drooling at the thought.
Pervert! Levi who has taken to sitting on pillows Japanese style while gaming and offers you the same. Sure enough you don't even suspect an ulterior motive.
"Did you get inspired by some human world anime again? Careful though - your legs and butt will start to cramp after a while."
"MC you're too gracious! Caring so much for an otaku like me!"
After you leave, he promptly takes the pillow you were sitting on and puts it in his bathtub. He's going to sleep on it ofc. Your scent on it helps him jerk off better.
Pervert! Belphie who now asks you to rub his belly till he falls asleep. "What's so funny?" He asks as you giggle at his request.
"Since when do you need help falling asleep?"
"I care about the quality of my sleep. And I sleep better this way."
Fortunately you believe him and don't suspect that it's because it's the closest he can get you to fondling his dick. He has such a difficult time holding in his moans and hard ons, every time your hands go even a bit lower than usual.
Pervert! Barbatos who got into sewing clothes as a hobby and specifically likes making them for you now. But you never understand why he needs to take same measurements over and over again.
"Oh? This is a different kind of design, MC. So the measurements will vary from before."
"Always making new things aren't you? You never fail to suprise Barbatos." You smile at him admiring.
The tightening of the tape around your chest and crotch are subtle. He can hardly keep it together when you praise him after all. But he has to if he wants to skim his hands over your body like this again.
Pervert! Diavolo who takes you on such long drives that you always doze off in the front seat, waking up apologetic for missing so much of the journey.
"Hahaha, it's okay, MC. We've been on this same road lots of times. I assure you, you didn't miss anything. And I like that you feel safe to sleep in my presence."
"But still, I'm so sorry, it feels disrespectful..." You apologize, not even knowing how hard he is in his pants right now.
Afterall, he can keep squeezing your beautiful thighs, maybe let his hands wander between them and imagine himself fucking you in the back seat as much as he wants, when you're asleep.
Pervert! Simeon who will have noone except you as his muse for art classes. And the themes just keep getting more erotic each time.
"Are you sure you're okay with this, MC? You don't have to do it if you're not comfortable-"
"Nonsense, Simeon. I feel super comfortable if it's you. You're a true artist after all." You say as you lay on his bed wrapped up only in bedsheets, exposing your entire back and legs.
If only you knew, this angel has thoughts dirtier than most demons. How he's practically fucking you with his eyes. How he's definitely going to jerk off into those bedsheets, moaning your name.
Pervert! Satan who loves teaching you things - standing right behind you, guiding your hands to make latte-art, or trying a new style of painting.
"That's it, nice and slow. Look how much you've improved, MC." He beams at the cute kitty in the coffee cup.
"All thanks to you, Satan. I can't wait to learn more from you." You smile at him earnestly.
He almost feels guilty for tricking you this way, but the way your hands feel in his, and your ass feels against his groin is so addicting. One of these days, he wishes could teach you to be on all fours and take his length in your pretty little mouth.
Pervert! Asmo who loves keeping your eyes on him and noone else. From elaborate performances to petty staring contests, he cannot have enough of your gaze.
"Oh you're turning red in the face, Asmo. Did I manage to flutter the heart of the Avatar of Lust?" You lean forward smiling.
"You're my only weakness after all, MC. It's your fault for making me this way." He almost moans.
You laugh and mock apologize at his antics but you don't know he's been grinding like an animal on his seat, and creamed his pants under your innocent gaze. Your undivided attention just turns him on so much.
Pervert! Lucifer who makes his desires too obvious sometimes. He'll regret it in the morning and take you to dinner to apologize but not until he's already done something dirty.
"Lucifer, it's 2 am. You need to throw away that coffee and sleep." You're practically dragging him to bed.
"Fine. I'll go sleep if you'll stay in my room tonight." He says knowing you'll comply. You care too much for your own good. He's not even going to let you sleep on the couch, no you have to stay wrapped up in his arms.
You might wake upto him groaning your name in his sleep and you might mistake it for a nightmare - not knowing how he's balls deep inside you in his dreams.
Pervert! Thirteen who likes how excited you get over her newest inventions and keeps making more things to call you over.
"And this little baby and can throw pie at people's faces without ever missing. Guaranteed headshot." She smiles proud.
"This would be so useful in a cafeteria food fight and then get banned right after its glory. But I so wanna use it!" You whine.
She loves how much you appreciate her inventions. She is secretly working on a 'pleasure' device scented like her to give you - she hopes you'll like it just as much.
Pervert! Mephisto who is actually taken aback by your duality. You're such a mischievous little imp usually but turn so well-mannered in front of Diavolo's esteemed guests.
"So even you can be prim and proper sometimes? If only you could maintain this on the daily." He huffs.
You laugh and mock-bow in front of him. "Of course, anything for you my dearest lord. Would you like to dance with this proper human while you can?"
He blushes at the sudden offer. Why you little- how dare you tempt him like this. You can't complain about him gripping you somewhere improper or too tight. You deserve this for your attitude.
Pervert! Raphael who is still navigating new feelings of lust he's never felt before he met you. Why his heart skips every time you fall asleep on his shoulder or why he felt a sudden warmth at the pit of his stomach feeling you breath so softly into his neck.
"Thank you for helping me tidy the classroom, MC. I didn't even know where the cleaning supplies were."
"That's alright. It's more fun with two people anyway and wait Raphael there's a bucket over the-" The fresh bucket of water already spilled splashing all over both of you.
You immediately fetched a towel to help him dry up but he couldn't stop staring at you instead. With the uniform sticking to your body like and the water glistening on your exposed skin - why was he so enthralled? Why does he feel a strange pulsing between his legs as you hover over him?
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◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd make you cockwarm him while he works, the door unlocked, his dick so close to your g-spot but he wouldn't let you move! hands keeping your waist in place as his dick keeps you all stuffed n warm.
“I'll be done soon, sweetheart, you can wait a little more right? So, be a good girl n stop movin’ so much.”
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd praise you for sucking him off so good, tears forming at the corner of your eyes as you try not to gag on his huge dick. Guiding your tongue on his dick, gently holding your hair, shooting thick ropes of cum in your mouth.
“God, your mouth feels so good, my sweets. Keep goin’ alright? looking so pretty f’ me.”
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd taunt n insult you while you gag on his dick, roughly grabbing your hair and making you take him fully. Your mascara n lipstick all ruined, eyes rollin’ back when he cums in your mouth. :(
“You look like some cheap whore like this, y'know. I bet you're getting wet from me degrading you, hm? As expected.”
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you in a mating press, his big cock stretching your insides, hitting your womb. Pressin’ his hand on your tummy to feel his dick in you, making you whine. Your tummy already full from how much he cums, you definitely can't go for another round.. + he's gonna fuck you till you need a wheelchair.
“It won't fit? Don't worry, darlin’. Gonna make your cunt remember my dick, don't worry! Even if it does forgets, I'll just fuck ya again.”
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who'd fuck you till your dumb n can only think of him and his dick if you do decide to act all bratty or he'd just tie you up n put a vibrator on your clit and watch as you squirm around trying to get a release, but he turns off the vibrator just when you're gonna cum. :(
"Should've thought before being like that, what did you expect, princess? acting all flirty with that random guy, trying to make me jealous."
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ — who’re either super experienced from sleeping around or just fucking virgin losers, walkin’ around with that big ass dick in his pants.