The Hedonist fucking/cock warming reader at his desk when the Sadist comes in unexpectedly. The Sadist glancing over your form without eyes before jumping right into his conversation. The Hedonist needing to catch his breath, dizzy and turned on from how your body squeezes down on him in arousal. He had no idea you were into this but he's not complaining. Well, not at you. The Sadist, however, needs to learn to knock.
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Hey so I got another smut idea, but...it's with a kinda controversial character...
Ok so before you vote, I should say a few things: 1) it's gonna be all consensual. 2) the bad stuff with the original version of the fandom character will NOT be part of my interpretation of said character.
So with that said..............
What are your thoughts on an Offenderman x F!Reader smut fic?
Nsfw alphabet for a hunky, beefed up man we all know and love? Perhaps. We both know he’s an absolute snack. A delight. -🎀
Ah Fen~ 🥰I love this beefy hunk
Disclaimer that, hopefully you guys can assume, my offender is vastly different from the original, the original is shit, and I feel like it should be allowed to recreate a character like this. Apparently that's a controversial topic in the fandom, but oh well. I'm still working on his character, and at some point I hope to have a bio out for him as well as the other characters I write for. He's probably not even going to keep the name, but I'll figure that out too.
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Offenderman NSFW Alphabet
A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)
Very good with aftercare, you get the shower drink and snack combo. He's always very adamant on discussing stuff too, especially if it was a scene of any kind; its partially him making sure you are actually okay and happy with how everything went, and partially him taking notes on what to do next time 👀
B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Your hands. They're so delicate and gentle and vastly different from his. Smaller. Also has an appreciation for legs, expect for yours to be promptly and thoroughly worshiped.
On him? Also his hands; they're a bit monstrous but he's still very prideful of them. I can also see him being a bit vain of his tendrils, very proud and almost boastful of them. He'll show them off if he can safely do so.
C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person)
Actually fairly normal for an ender? Its cuz of his demon genes, nothing too special about it. Doesn't care where it goes fjshdjf. This letter is a bit boring 🤭
D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
The tall dark handsome man at the bar that bought you a drink is secretly a midnight vigilante and can and will kill a man if he makes you uncomfy. Also he's not human ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)
Kind of experienced? Mostly from his mother, who was a succubus. She wasn't shy with her nature and profession before she died, and she told him some tricks. Other than that, he's had maybe a couple of partners in the past.
F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)
It's an either or, with no in between. Mating press, or you on top. Pick your poison 🤭
G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)
More likely to be goofy, he'll be an absolute dork and crack jokes, especially if you're nervous in any way. He wants you to enjoy it, and if he makes you laugh, that's a bigger plus
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
Again, enders are hairless, and so is he . . . so . . . no fuzzy for him
I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)
Normally he just has hookups so intimacy?? What?? He's still like a big teddy bear but like. Actual trust and romance and openness??? Oh god, sign him up!
J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)
Not often, tbh. Usually only on his cycles, maybe if he gets bored. Definitely if you ask to watch 👀
K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)
Bondage and restraint. Maybe some roleplay. Dom his ass. Other than that, not a whole lot
L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)
His place, or yours. Not super big on public stuff, but, I mean, if you want hes not opposed 👀👉👈
M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)
Good personality, intelligence, wit, charm, yada yada. If you can catch his eye, you have a chance of catching his mind and hand, he likes to be wooed tho, and he wants some kind of connection with whomever he sleeps with
N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Anything that can injure you. No weapon play or blood play, though impact play can still be on the table. Gagging you is a big iffy too
O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)
Super good and very happy to give it. Very dexterous with his tongue, and while his teeth are a bit sharper than other enders, he's very careful with them not to hurt you, unless you want it. And if you go down on him, he's very easy with you and absolutely makes sure to praise you and give you pointers and nudge you into making him feel so good.
P = Pace (Are they fats and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)
Prefers going slower, but at this point I think it's well established that he's a service top so. Take him at whatever pace you want baby~!
Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)
Oh heck yeah. Very fun and quick, great for teasing you and burning off the desire if it comes up. Very good at fixing and cleaning everything quick and detailed enough that literally no one will know by looking at the two of you either.
R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)
More open to risks, so long as the two of you can fully discuss them. He's not gonna spring anything on you, and he would appreciate if you didn't spring anything on him too 😅
S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)
Hella good, less from his ender genes and more from his demon genes. Being part concubus has its perks for sure, and he can go round after round if he wants too.
T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)
Just a few, a couple of dildos and vibes, some plugs, rope, flogs, blindfolds and gags. One of the few guys that will team up with toys and absolutely wreck you.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
Huge tease. Big on flustering and flirting and teasing you and making you get needy and whiny. If you aren't worked up and grabby when he takes you home, then he ain't taking you home
V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)
Not as adept with his telepathy, and its more fun to moan and growl out loud for you anyway so. The loudest of the enders, and is very happy
W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)
He's a Service Top :o)
X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)
Not so similar as the rest of the enders, due to his mixed genes. Big and Thick, tho he still has some stray tendrils around the base. I think the demon genetics will always show through more than the ender genetics, so he is more demon than ender more of the time.
Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)
Kinda 50/50. He's not super horny, but it's not hard to work him up.
Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
If you trust him enough to fall asleep with him, he might fall asleep with you if he's tried enough. He will definitely let you cuddle up to him though, he is kind of a cuddle bug.
The Hedonist, eldritch god of pleasure, gets to know Jeff's apprentice, Briar. Gets to know her very very well...
Contains in no particular order: pwp, piv, groping, clit orgasm, tentacle bondage, size difference, polyamory, mentions of knotting, tentacle cock, minor dirty talk, mild femsub, unprotected sex. All characters mentioned are 25+. Set in the Horrors au, see @world-of-horrors-au for more information.
Truthfully, the Hedonist isn't sure what to make of the woman. He reads people pretty well by now, knows how to get under the surface to learn who they really are. He's familiar with scars of all kinds, on the skin, on the soul.
Jeff's apprentice should not be so difficult to understand. She should be the easiest of all of Jeff's pack, being the most recent. And yes, on the surface, he does get her. She's like Jane. Does he really need to understand more than that?
He can't remember what led to this. It's like she just showed up, sat on his desk. Is it Memorian wine intoxicating his thoughts? Is it the scent of the flowers, the Queen's roses, fresh on his desk? Or maybe it's her.
The Hedonist runs the back of his finger over Briar's scarred cheek, and watches her shiver. His hand drags down the soft skin, she tilts her head back to let him run down her neck. He cups her breast. She sucks in a breath.
Her bra is thin. Her nipple hardens under his thumb, pushing through the fabric. He watches as her eyes close, she bites her lower lip. Fair, freckled skin flushes. If he didn't need to send her home in a few hours, he'd rip the clothes off her curves and send for replacements. But this already feels forbidden.
She's easy to lift off the desk and settle into his lap. Her eyes open, she looks down, and her cheeks darken further. The Hedonist can't help but grin at that. He reaches for her ponytail and she doesn't stop him. Soft dark hair tumbles over her shoulders
Soft hair, soft skin, soft soul. How did you survive this long? he wonders.
That soft skin rubs against his bare chest, her hand exploring his muscles. It surprises him, the little grin she's got surprises him. He grips her ass and grinds her down on his bulge. Oh, that squeak, that's so cute.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, she frowns with purpose at him. He watches her close her eyes, grind down on his cock. His cock throbs, he grins.
"Briar," he whispers. She opens her eyes and looks up at him.
He doesn't kiss many of his lovers. He kisses her. He kisses her to distract her from the way he's slipping his hand under her skirt, and freeing himself from his tight jeans. The kiss breaks, she looks down in surprise. The Hedonist chuckles.
His cock grinds against her cunt. Her eyes haze over as the tip of the tendril teases her clit. He's heard what she likes, what drives her wild, what makes her beg. Her pack runs her rough. He'll go a little easier on her tonight.
A little.
The Hedonist places his hands on her hips and gives her a little control. With a sigh, she drags herself against the length of his cock. Back and forth she rocks herself. Her head falls back. She's soft and warm and soaked already. Barely any foreplay and she's this eager. He growls and kisses her again, sliding his hand into her shirt. She moans into his mouth.
It would be so easy to let her cum like this. Maybe too easy.
As she slides herself forward again the tip of his cock finds her entrance. She grabs his shoulders, holds in a soft yelp. He watches her face and lets himself feel everything. Every single sweet inch of her warm pussy. Her thighs tremble, she pants, rests her forehead on his chest.
He runs his hand up and down her back.
"That's right, sweetheart. You're doing good. Just a little bit deeper."
"Fuck," she whispers, breathless and needy.
Needy. Yes that's what she is. Hides it well, doesn't she? But she needs more than she lets people know. The way she digs her nails into his skin, bites her lip harder, it's better than he expected.
The first thrust and her head falls back. Her moan fills his office.
Fuck, she's cute. He wants more, and he knows how to get it.
She's not hiding anything now. He watches, smiling, as she holds his hands placed on her hips, her small ones resting on top of his large ones. Every noise is a victory, a breaking down of the walls between them. He fucks her steady, bouncing her gently, easily, on his cock. She's taken more of him than he expected, but Horrors are a resilient lot.
Resilient, and passionate, too, he thinks, as her arms wrap around his form. She rests her forehead against his chest, groaning between her clenched teeth. She's thrusting back into him. His hands wrap around her thighs, grasping the warm, toned human flesh. He holds her still with a grin. Briar groans louder.
"Fuck-" she whines, the slight drawl in her voice intensified. Her nails dig into his skin.
"More?" He teases.
"Please!"
He could get used to her begging. But he hopes he never does.
A large thumb skims over her clit. She moans. He does it again, marveling at the size of it compared to his thumb. Her cunt clenches down, hard enough he sucks in air between his sharp teeth. Slick is dripping down his writhing cock, sliding over his leather jeans, and if he doesn't do something he's going to lose his mind.
The Hedonist moves. She squeaks as her back hits the desk, his body towering over her. A tendril snaps out, dragging her wrists over her head. Briar wraps her legs around his body, squeezing down on his cock as she moans.
"Yeah," he says. "That's what you like, is it? Thought you were that type."
"Please," she whispers back.
He chuckles.
She's soft under his hands, moans echoing through his office. He never stops moving, not his cock, not his hips. His desk creaks but doesn't surrender, not like she is. With a tendril he lifts up her shirt and tight bra, wraps his hand with care around her breast. The Hedonist teases her nipple. Her eyes close, and her back arches.
"Please!" She begs.
He leans down over her, grinning wide.
"You wanna cum, sweetheart?" The Hedonist chuckles. "Me too."
He slams into her. Briar shudders.
"I'm gonna send you back to your pack with my cum dripping down your legs. They're all gonna know what I did to you." He laughs. Laps at a drop of sweat trickling down her neck. "Think they'll be jealous? Think they'll fuck the cum right out of you? Bet those demons of yours will do anything to get my scent off you."
"Oh, god-" Briar's legs tremble.
"Damn right." He holds her hip. Shifts his thrusts to slide his cock over her clit. "Call me that again, pretty whore. Call me your god."
"Oh, god-!" Briar throws her head back.
"Good girl," the Hedonist says, "that's such a good girl. I'm gonna make you cum until you can't walk."
She whines, desperate. Needy. Fuck. Fuck. And he has to send her home in a few hours. How is he supposed to do that? Writhing on his cock, looking like a goddess of fertility, their pleasure blending into one. Fuck.
"God, please-" she begs. No, she prays. Prays to him. And he's a benevolent god... For now. Lucky woman.
The tip of his finger tickles her clit, short teasing strokes that lift her off the desk again. She prays, she chants that sweet melody - "please please please please please please please-" - and he's grinning, cock throbbing and squirming in her needy human cunt, and there's no way he's going to last, he's going to knot her when he cums, he just knows it...
Her body locks up when she cums. The sweetest moans yet tumble from her lips, eyes hazy with pleasure. Her thighs, her cunt, squeeze down on him, the pleasure dizzying, delightful. He moans, fucking her, teasing her, her pleasure as satisfying more than any selfish sex ever could.
He doesn't want to stop. And from the way she shakes, holds him tight to her body, she doesn't either.
"More?" He asks, slowing down just in case.
It takes Briar a moment to speak, but she's already nodding.
"Please," she whispers.
The Hedonist's grin spreads wide over his face.
"Atta girl," he purrs, and bends down to kiss her, swallowing her moans.
He'll apologize to Jeff later. He's going to need at least a week with his apprentice to truly get to know every inch of her...
Thinking about entering the Hedonist's office and finding him sitting at his desk, legs propped up, with his hat desperately trying and failing to cover his rock hard tentacle cock. He sees you. He grins.
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I need the Hedonist in a way that is NOT good for my health. Any chance he could help with that? ;)
"You're doing so good," he says, brushing the hair from your eyes. You can't answer that, another moan tearing out of you instead.
He's lying back on his bed, his head propped up on his hand, while pale tendrils hold you up and guide your ride on his cock. The pace is relentless, enough to make your fingers and toes curl, your head fall back in pleasure. The Hedonist groans softly. He never gets tired of fucking you.
His cock throbs impatiently, squirming with his need inside your body. You've cum several times now but he's not ready to knot you. Not just yet. He can wait a little longer. He's having too much fun watching your body shiver and listening to your moans.
"That's right," the Hedonist said. Jeff whined. "You're doing good," the Hedonist encouraged, a white tentacle stroking the smaller male's head. "You're alright. You can do this. I've got you."
Sweat trapped dark hair on Jeff's forehead. His vision blurred with lust only half wanted. He hated going into heat. It was never a regular cycle like the other Horrors. It hit harder, rougher, than even Eyeless Jack, and he was a demon.
Worse part was... Release was almost impossible while going through it. Maybe it was the years of abuse. Maybe it was his own refusal to let go of control. But he could count on his hands how many times he'd cum while in heat.
The Hedonist squeezed Jeff's hand in his massive clawed one.
"I'm right here," he reminded. You wouldn't think it'd be hard to forget that - he'd never taken a cock this big from anyone else - but trauma was fickle. Even in heat, it lurked in the darkness of his memories with a smile.
Jeff groaned and clenched his legs tighter around the Hedonist's white hips.
"Harder," he said.
"You sure?" The Hedonist's other hand rubbed Jeff's hip.
Jeff nodded.
"I'm not gonna break," he said through his grinding teeth.
"Your mates will be here tomorrow," the Hedonist said. "I know you heal fast but with your heat-"
Pushing up and off the bed, Jeff wrapped his arms around the Hedonist's neck. His body sunk deeper onto the Hedonist's cock, but that was secondary. He wanted those lips, and he took them, caught them, kissing the Hedonist as deep as he could. The Hedonist stopped, clearly caught off guard, but not necessarily in a bad way.
They kissed. They moaned into each other's mouths.
When Jeff pulled away, he said, "I want you to fuck me right." His face burned like fire. "And if you won't, I'm gonna ride you until you have to."
"Shit," the Hedonist said, a flush of his own crossing his face. "Do you always get like this in heat?"
Jeff grunted. His eyes closed. The Hedonist's cock was deep in him, deeper than he thought you should be able to go. Exhaling, he let his body take control. His slim form dragged up over the the tentacle like cock within him, and sank back down. Head falling back, he let out a soft moan.
"That's pretty hot," the Hedonist said. He leaned back on his hands and watched as Jeff fucked himself on his cock.
Jeff keened, running a hand over his scarred chest. His fingers wrapped around his own cock. The Hedonist's hand touched him.
"Do you want help with that?" The Hedonist asked. As the long fingers teased the tip of his cock, Jeff shuddered.
"Slow," he said. "Tease me."
"I didn't know you liked that." The Hedonist's cock squirmed within Jeff's body. Apparently, he was into it too.
"Gotta build it up," Jeff mumbled. "Only way to get anything out of it."
"You're lucky I'm not mortal," the Hedonist said, smiling again. "I don't think most people would last with a sexy bastard like you riding them."
Jeff moaned again. He breathed, inhale, exhale.
"I want you to cum in me when you finish," he said.
"Holy shit." The Hedonist flushed deeper. "I mean - of course, but - you've never asked me to before -"
With a grunt, Jeff quickened. He pressed his body against the Hedonist's sculpted chest, his cheek against the warm, inhuman white flesh. The Hedonist groaned, and placed a hand on on Jeff's ass.
Jeff grinned. "That's better," he said, looking up at the Hedonist with a faint, smug smile.
The Hedonist looked back at Jeff, at his flushed face, the smile, the scars, the life that existed within one of his best friend's favorites.
I'm a goner, he thought, and leaned down to kiss Jeff again.
Okay, I don't think I can write a full smutty story out BUT
Imagine getting fucked on the Hedonist's desk. You've got a collar around your neck and he's holding the leash as he fucks you. All your holes are filled, with his tentacles in any holes that would normally be empty, and a tentacle is holding your arms behind your back. Your eyes are rolled up in the back of your head - the pace is fast and brutal, and his other hand is gripping your hip, or sometimes your hair, pulling your head back so he can lick the skin of your neck below the collar, and your shoulders and back. You can't even hear yourself moaning with the tentacle fucking your mouth so deep. And he alternates between scolding you for being such a weak, pathetic, horny mortal, and complimenting you on being such a good, submissive fuck~
This is gonna last a few hours by the way - hope you've got the stamina for it. But when he finally finishes [inside you, of course], he'll sit down, pull all of himself out of you, and settle your form on his lap, where he'll pet your head until you fall asleep, exhausted but pleased with how well you performed for him