𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋, 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒.

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 twenty-one any pronouns carrd tags

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( obey me : satan )

pissing satan off so bad he's seething, spitting, practically foaming at the mouth like an animal, but fuuuck. he wants it on you!

so to wherever you scampered away to, he follows with a vicious little gleam in those darling emerald eyes of his. he sucks his teeth then, wets his tongue as his fury wanes to something you'd met a few too many times before.

god does it wash away as he all but pounces on you, melting into your body in a way that feels like his skin could fuse with yours. he spits then, right on his fingers as they claw down to your folds, nails surprisingly gentle as he works you open, his mouth latching onto a nipple with a low growl.

he's something feral in his anger, and maybe in the back of his mind he realizes that, but not tonight. not as he draws blood he'll kiss away in the morning, not as his fingers pump inside with a rage that had you hissing. each squelch keeps him going, keeps the fire burning, and you arch to see the blaze in satan's eyes as he finally looks up from your weeping cunt.

he'd liked the way your breath hitched,

liked the way your lips parted and bones crested, like your lungs would go so far as to make room for him.

as if you'd let him inside your very body, setting skin aside for total consumption, a fullness that might bring you to the very peak of satisfaction—if only for his tongue to guide him right in.

his eyes pick up to meet yours, glazed in sugar as you quiver softly like a bug in honey, if only to watch them roll back as he sucks just so sweetly on that darling little clit of yours.

a laugh leaves him then, un-helpable and utterly tender, loving like a dash of vanilla; warm enough to tip you into bliss when he's breathing right in you, perfect on your puffy folds.

"you like it when i taste you, don't you?"

✶ albedo, argenti, asmodeus, belphegor, caelus, caleb, diluc, jiaoqiu, kaedehara kazuha, neuvillette, phainon, simeon, suguru geto, thoma, xavier, zayne, etc.

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡

the blush that blanketed your cheeks was more so of embarrassment than what she was doing for you, or rather, coaxing right out of you like some easy little thing.

it was embarrassing how easily you were unraveling on her slick and pearled fingers. but that was a far-back thought, lost behind your cries for more, more, more.

you'd beg her to take you to the sky and stars above if you needed, but she'd give it all to you right here and now.

right now, you sung for her like a divine choir condemned to one body, whimpering her name like the hymn of it as she took you to yet another peak; the last one still slick and sticky on your thighs.

"come on, pretty baby. come for me."

✶ beidou, black swan, bronya, clorinde, dehya, jingliu, kafka, la signora, lingsha, seele, shoko ieri, yae miko, etc.

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡

you really had no idea what he'd gotten you into.

getting high with him was a new thing he'd suggested, but you shared your smoke with him like all good, pretty little lovers do, and found yourself quickly in some kind of graceless parallel to heaven.

it's a sudden, devilish change for you, and with half-lidded eyes and a mind of soft clouds and small stars, you could hardly keep up with him.

his hands are everywhere, steady and sensual down your fizzling skin, unlike his perfect teeth and tongue that nip at you as he peppers his way down your jumping stomach, body pinned to the bed like a stupidly needy, twitching, flightless little butterfly.

"i fuckin' love you," he whispers, voice heavy, breath a hot storm of its own as he nears your puffy, panty-covered cunt, fingers skimming your inner thighs—closer, close, too close—"an' i don't tell you enough."

"let me prove it, baby. you're my finest fuckin' meal and i'm hungry."

✶ arataki itto, bael, beelzebub, boothill, choso kamo, diluc, gallagher, jiaoqiu, leraye, mammon, sylus, etc.

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓.

# angelicacy ໒꒱ ― my works (general)

# naughty angel .ᐟ ― my works (nsfw)

# nice angel .ᐟ ― my works (sfw)

# ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ icymi ♡ ― in case you missed it

# ଘ(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ looklooklook ― probably pretty art

# angel → dog ― something thirsty

# technicangel ଘ( ᵔ-ᵔ )ଓ ― navigational posts

please note: these will likely be updated or changed if/as i get more situated on this blog.

you were on fire.

burning, burning, burning, slick-skinned and sweaty and glorious.

bodies merging with harsh, desperate hips, licked hot from teases and tastes of ecstasy, seared from inner-going-outer passion—

wrong, you were desperate.

the both of you in a frenzy, tandem thrusts and touches and lips on (and in) places that had bones jumping, teeth parting, begging for the other; but it was a challenge. your personal little duel of who would cum first, who'd tip over the edge with a squelch or squirt or a sputter and stutter.

good god, you were competing on silk-soft, sex-sodden bedsheets, and still it was nothing short of fucking glorious.

✶ arlecchino, beidou, boothill, childe, diavolo, eula, jing yuan, kaeya, kafka, kamisato ayato, leona kingscholar, rook hunt, satan, satoru gojo, solomon, wriothesley, yelan, etc.

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡

kisses make it all better, don't they?

well, as much as you both tried or wanted or begged, that wasn't much the case.

especially not as their lips press against each and every ache or bruise from the night before.

not as their tongue begins to sneak out, sweet and slick and small as they move down to pacify your blush-hot skin and all the bitemarks scattered across your soft pillow thighs.

not as you begin to quiver and buck at every sugary sensation; and you could blame it on the morning's breeze against your bare and blemished body as much as you wanted, but they knew better.

their face dips down just an inch closer, pressing a slow and deliberate kiss to that very begging part of you. a smirk kicks up the corner of their lips as you arch like a siren out of water, murmuring and musing all needy in that pretty little way of yours, singing that perfect little song that never failed to put them on (or in) you in a stuttering heartbeat.

they knew you so, so well.

"and just when i thought i'd fucked you all out last night."

not a chance. after all, kisses make it all so much worse in the best way possible.

✶ albedo, arlecchino, baizhu, clorinde, jing yuan, kaeya, kafka, lilia vanrouge, sampo, satan, satoru gojo, serval, solomon, vil schoenheit, wriothesley, yelan, etc.

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡

hi im a little high rn but hey!! have this while i work through drafts! love yous

when they were young, they were always told to savor their meals and why should now be any different?

after all, white silk sheets and a porcelain platter had little difference when such a delicacy lay in the middle. and you were no different, letting them unravel and work you down; a perfect spread.

but why should such a line be drawn between the ability to savor and to devour?

hunger was bound to settle in, so let it happen when they've pinned you down. when they may indulge themselves at your neediest and take you with gentle teeth and such a ravenous, wet tongue. when they may find satisfaction with the first, or every, taste of you and still yet crave another.

after all, you were theirs and they were starved.

✶ ango sakaguchi, barbatos, bronya, diluc, doppo kunikida, eula, jean, jing yuan, kamisato ayato, kento nanami, leona kingscholar, neuvillette, ningguang, rosaria, ruan mei, simeon, shenhe, trey clover, etc.

𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐒𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐑𝐄𝐁𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐎 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐃 ♡