"uh- uh-huh..." he nods vigorously when you ask him if he wants to cum again, his tummy already covered in his own white, sticky cum. beads of it roll down his sides and onto the sheets, leaving a mess that you slowly lick up with your tongue.
"ahhhh~!" he moans loud as he watches you do it, his hands clenching into fists where they lie handcuffed above his head and against the bed frame.
"are you sure? you're already such a mess, baby." you ask, your hands moving up and down his hips slowly, your tip still in his red, raw hole. it was surely bruised at this point from how much he had been demanding you keep going--begging for your brutal touch to continue until he couldn't cum anymore. he had more to give, you just weren't sure how much more before he passed out, then again, maybe that was what he wanted.
his tongue lolled out of his mouth as he exposed his neck to you again, silently begging for more love bites to litter his skin. even his eyes looked like they had little hearts in them, so love-drunk on he pleasure you were giving him he didn’t care if his body was ruined afterwards so long as he could keep chasing it for a little while longer.
"please~?" he asked in response, his voice so sweet and sincere you can't help but bottom out in him again. his hole clenched desperately around your length despite how loose you thought it'd be by now. your darling lets out a loud, high pitched, happy whine, pushing his hips back against yours as best he can in his bound position.
he smiles, biting his lip and looking up at you with a smugness that would be more prominent if he wasn't on his 4th orgasm. he knows you love his insatiable appetite, knows you love him more than anything, and knows you'll give him whatever he wants.
you tsk, glaring down at him even as an incredulous smirk is growing on your lips, "greedy slut." you lean down to whisper the words and his legs come up to wrap around your waist, forcing you closer to him.
"yours. only yours." he mumbles against your lips, kissing you with so much need and desire that you'd think he hadn't seen you for a year.
you scoff, "fucking better be how long it's gonna take me to wash these sheets."
he whimpers as you chuckle, his smugness dying down as he kisses you harder, with more urgency. his greedy ass clenches around you, his walls tightening to try and pull you deeper--pull you deep enough that you'll say something sweet to him. part of him loved when you teased him, but the shyer part was so embarrassed that it only wanted your praise and agreement of how much you adored him.
you groan and thrust harder into him, giving your sweet slut what he wants as you whisper, "yes, only mine," against his neck.
his legs squeeze your sides tighter and he gasps, eyes rolling back and entrance holding you hostage deep inside of him as he releases again. his dick squirts hot, sticky cum over both your stomachs again and this time you don’t even care about the stains that will no doubt be in the blankets later.
this time, he finally seems to be getting tired as he pants, wrists tugging on his restraints weakly again as he mumbles, "hold..."
you quickly undo the handcuffs, pulling his tired arms over your shoulders and rolling onto your back, dragging him on top of you. he nuzzles into you like a fucking bunny, not even caring about his cum that he's practically lying in.
"you're gonna clean this up for me, yeah?" you ask, already bringing two of your fingers--dripping with his cum--to his pouty, wet lips.
he nods, obediently opening his mouth and taking your fingers inside, licking them like a professional porn star. his eyes stay tracked on yours as his tongue curls around your digits, sucking gently and going so deep he gags.
you're the one who has to pull away for him to stop, a thin string of saliva connecting your fingers to his lips.
"good boy." you whisper, already scooping up more cum to deliver to him like it was dessert after such a gluttonous dinner. and he'll drink it all back up if it means you'll let him squirt it onto you again later when he's more rested.
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a/n: yes, i'm still procrastinating requests i swear they're coming... eventually...
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hellooo, i love your writing but im not used to sending asks so forgive me if anything is said poorly or if i do it wrong somehow, but i was curious if your up for writing obey me characters still?
if you are, could i request just ravaging asmo, like to the point where hes crying and not forming coherent sentences, and then just completely switching up after and giving super sweet aftercare? this is sort of inspired by the dazai aftercare post except i want the smut lmao
feel free to refuse or completely ignore this request if you dont feel up to it!
also could i be 🫶 anon? i looked through your anon list and im pretty sure that ones not taken!
remember to take care of yourself and take your time! i hope you're doing well! :)
-🫶
Hello hello~ don’t worry, you are doing great :] Also this will be my first time writing for obey me, bear with me alright? (I only got to chapter/ lesson 22 when I used to play it)
Dom!reader x sub!Asmodeus - reader is gender neutral
Warning: pegging (I use dick), hair pulling, marks, mind break, overstimulation, multiple rounds, a little exhibition?
Creaking sounds lingered around your ears, alongside the breathy moans of the male underneath you. These heavenly noises bounced off the walls, loud enough to seep through the cracks of the door. You were almost worried that other people would hear him, it would be pretty embarrassing at breakfast tomorrow. Though, asmo certainly wouldn’t mind, he’d even brag and show off his hickeys to everyone. How did you know? Because if he had any ounce of shame, he wouldn’t be screaming his lungs out like this. No one can tell you this little slut here doesn’t want his brothers to know he was getting used like a fleshlight.
You took a deep breath, closing your eyes for a moment and slowing down, gathering some energy. What time was it, how long have you two been going at it? The stamina of a demon really was scary, to think he was still able to stay awake after was felt like an eternity. He was exhausted too, but he still wanted to keep going. “Haha..” you chuckled as you gazed at his messy face, smiling in amusement at the lewd display in front of you. Asmo was such a charming man, his hair had an indescribable colour that was unique to none other than him. Truly a marvellous gift from god himself. And now, it was sticking to his forehead, all wet due to the layer of sweat covering his skin.
His angelic face was fated to be his weapon for temptation, such a beauty was truly irresistible, befitting of his title as the avatar of lust. Those gorgeous golden eyes were shining like stars, lightening up each time you trusted deep inside him. You almost felt guilty, for defiling that innocent appearance of his. The saying of ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ was like tailored for him, for this devil with the most saint-like appearance you’ve ever came across. Everything he did was erotic and inviting, causing you to want to ruin him more. Until any traces of that natural pureness he had were wiped away by lust.
“AaahhGg~..! Oh, y/n, right thereeee mhHmm!!” Asmodeus moaned out your name, his voice sweet and coated with honey. His back was facing you, and he arched his body into a crescent shape. Hips and ass high in the air, while his face was being pushed into the very pillow he was hugging. One of your hands were tangled in his rose-tainted hair, switching up from stroking his locks to yanking on them whenever you saw fit. Each time you’d rough him up, he’d whimper shamelessly, grinning from ear to ear as he shakes his butt for you.
He was so beautiful right now. So very stunning. That once cheeky face now all decorated with tears and drool, all blushy like a maiden fresh in love. His eyes rolled back sometimes, as well as him sticking his tongue out and trembling in pleasure. Despite the impaling realisation that he would pass out if this continued any longer, he didn’t yield, only begging you to give him more. Who were you to deny your darlings wishes? You wanted to give him everything he wanted, even if it will cause him back pain for the days to come.
The other hand was on his hips, helping him holding his body up to meet your trusts. Your pace was a steady one, but pretty slow. That’s because your body was sore as well from pounding him for hours. Asmo didn’t mind it, because you were still so good at it, even if you were tired. Every time you drove your length inside him, it hit his abused and used prostate with such accuracy that he can’t help but cry out in bliss. “AhhNnGg! Harder~ ooOOhhH!!” His hole was all red and swollen, it was so puffy, yet he was still able to clench around you. You could feel his insides squeezing your dick, not letting you pull it out of him.
“Such a dirty boy, how did you survive so long without me?” You teased, pulling on his hair suddenly, ending with him throwing his head back with a yelp. “AhH! i- heh, I guess I wasn’t re-really living mHmm~ before meeting you then.” The demon answered, still capable of smiling at you, even if the said smile looked like the dumb grin of a cheap prostitute. “My my, your choice of words are still as romantic as ever. Can you handle another round, asmo?” His dick twitched at your words, leaking some more precum onto the puddle of semen beneath him. “HnGg, of co-course..! Ahh~ y/n, fuck me <3”
A smirk spread on your lips, and you let go of his light brown hair. Instead, you used both hands to hold his waist tightly, enough for it to bruise. “Then I won’t hold myself back.” You said, as a kind of warning. Asmo looked over his shoulder and your eyes met, the desire in his pupils were evident on his body as well as in your eyes. Another giggle slipped from your lips before you moved backwards, then snapping your hips against his in a fast pace. “AhGGhhH! Mo-moRRe!!” While the devil groaned out a series of encouragements for you to continue rutting into him like some beast, he could feel another orgasm approaching. His stomach curled so intensely, and electricity was coursing through his body.
The expression on his face was so dumb, so fucked out of it that he looked like he lost his mind. As if he succumbed to pleasure, him, the very fundament of lust. “Ah.. damn it, you are such a pretty boy asmo.. heh.” You complimented him among all these ruthless thrusts, it was a gentleness he didn’t know he needed to spill over the edge. “NgHHh! Uh-uhMm, I’m cu-cummINNgG <3!!” More tears rolled down his messy cheeks as his orgasm washed over him, this time he didn’t look as sane as before. No, he looked like he was drunk on the ecstasy and pleasure. It was so good, so so so good he couldn’t fathom it! It crashed down on him and his poor, slim body in waves, it was more than what he could handle!
Hearts were sparkling in his pupils, and his hands clutched the pillow so hard that it ripped. He even accidentally switched to his demon form, so his horns, wings and tail popped out. At this point he couldn’t think nor speak properly anymore, only repeating the same phrases like a broken radio. Whines and gasps of pleasure continued to fill the room of the boy, and his tongue was hanging out of his mouth like some dog in heat. Ropes of cum spurt out of his dick, dirtying the sheets below him. His thighs quivered, some of his slick also ran down his inner thighs. After helping him ride out his high, you slowly and gently pulled the cock out of him. Then, you also released his hips.
Two imprints of your hands were left behind, and you couldn’t hide a sadistic smirk. To your surprise asmo whispered to you in a meek voice, “keep.. mhm, holding me..” He was just a twitchy something now, limping on his bed while his brain was still processing all the sensations. It was simply too much, he was going to take a while until he’ll be responsive again. Even so he still craved your touch, he did have an adorable side to him didn’t he?
“I’ll, if that’s what you want.” You replied and grabbed his tiny waist again, this time you leaned down and pressed your body against his. After waiting and taking a break for a new minutes, you kissed his neck softly, before mumbling quietly, “wanna go wash up now, love?” Not once have you left his side while waiting patiently, giving him some time to reorganise. “Hmmm… can’t we stay like t-this a tad longer?” Asmo pouted and sighed, already feeling sore and the aftermath of the long session. God, he was still stumbling over his words! Just how hard did you fuck him? He will definitely walk funnily tomorrow, if he can even stand on his own two legs. “We can still cuddle after taking a shower. Come on, you go first while I clean up.” You suggested, knowing that he was totally out of energy.
“Nuuu! I want to stay like this! Pleaseeee? Pretty please??” He blinked at you, looking at you with puppy eyes, knowing that this trick always works on you. “Ugh! Fine, fine, if that’s what my princess here wants.” You sighed, acting annoyed at him doing as he pleased. “Hehe~” the devil laughed satisfied, resting his chin on the pillow as he enjoyed your touch. Next thing he knew you kissed his cheeks, while tugging his still chaotic hair behind his ear. While you did those things, you said with a little smile, “You did well asmo, I’m so proud of you.”
Huh. Where did that come from? Out of nowhere his face heated up again, and that right after you thought he had calmed down. “Aww, you are so cute y/n!” He responded immediately, though a hint of nervousness was laced and hidden behind his voice. Was the avatar of lust perhaps flustered or embarrassed about your words? Pff. You laughed in his face, before giving his forehead a peck. “Ahh~ I love you, my prince.”
damsel feigning distress - princess!asmo x dragon!reader
MINORS DNI
⋆⋆⋆ when vital alliances are compromised by desires to wed princess asmo, it is decided that he will be locked in a tower, which is guarded by a ruthless dragon. the one that possesses the skills to rescue him will be seen as the fair and worthy groom. little did they know, this arrangement turns out to be a very entertaining game for asmo and his newfound dragon lover.
tags: dom top amab dragon!reader, monsterfucking, mentions and brief descriptions of murder, size kink, minor shibari/bondage, one mention of double penetration and fisting, dash of objectification
Sword clatters to the floor as the gasping knight takes in the heavenly sight before him. A blanket of golden light lays delicately over the long sought princess that remains in peaceful slumber, his face serene and even more beautiful than any oral accounts. This may be a mission to secure Princess Asmo for his king, but the knight can’t help but be drawn to the bedside, thumb stroking the soft skin of his cheek. Mind fogged with adrenaline and desire, the knight can’t help but take advantage of this moment before the rest of the knights taking care of the dragon join him. He removes his helmet and lowers his head to press his lips against those of the princess that has still not stirred. Kiss slow but forceful, he soon feels a gasp beneath him. Dazed sunset eyes meet his.
“Someone came for me” his voice is soft and fragile, and the knight can only nod humbly in response. “I’m so happy. I never thought this day would come.” tears quickly gather at the corner of his eyes. “How could I ever repay your bravery?”
“I have an idea” an unfamiliar booming voice answers for him. The poor knight doesn’t even have the time to fully process his terror before large hands cup the sides of his head, an echoing sharp snap following a violent twist.
A high pitched whine escapes the lips of the princess, watery eyes now replaced with a small pout. “You could have let me have a little more fun with him.” Asmo complains. “I’ve been practicing expressions sure to inspire a final act of foolish bravery in the face of a losing battle.” You let out a low chuckle at his antics, stepping over the knight’s limp body.
“That man left his comrades to die at my hands so he could claim the glory of obtaining you for himself. Such a man doesn’t possess a brave bone in his worthless body.” Taloned hand removes the plush blanket from Asmo’s body, your eyes hungrily taking in the sight that awaits. “Besides, this sight is for me alone”
Asmo shudders as you trail a single claw down his body, the point of it grazing his skin and skipping over the ropes that are intricately knotted and crisscrossed over his torso. The only bits that are actually binding are the ones connecting his wrists in front of him.
“You’ve been such a good boy for me today acting like the hostage you’re supposed to be. My perfect princess…” you teasingly trace the rope along his pelvis, watching his cock twitch under the thin veil of his white lace panties. “You deserve a reward”
He moans at your words, eyes practically begging for your touch as he turns himself on his side. The bed creaks as you lay beside him, large hand easily spanning his stomach. When you pull him flush up against you he immediately begins to grind on your hardening length like the needy pet he his. Your erection rubs against his ass and up half his back, a reminder of how big you are, which causes him to whimper. Adjusting your position, you guide your cock to the space between his thighs, yearning to feel his soft skin around you.
As you push your hips forward, your shaft rubs against Asmo’s balls, and the friction elicits a loud moan from the sensitive princess who throws his head back into your chest. He squeezes his thighs together in pleasure causing you to hiss as you continue to push your cock through. With hands still bound in front of him, Asmo eagerly strokes the part of your cock he can touch babbling about how he loves every inch of it. He whines about how desperately he wishes he could just feel every inch of it inside him.
“Mmmm” you grunt continuing to fuck his thighs. “That’s why you stay here, isn’t it? There’s no way any of those royal human weaklings would be able to satisfy you. Your body would just writhe pathetically, desperately seeking pleasure as they fucked you with their puny cocks. You’d only be able to get off by stroking yourself to thoughts of me I wager.”
“I’d always think of you…” Asmo gasps between his moans. “…would feel so empty…”
“Maybe I should let you go. See just how desperate you get for me after trying to mimic the pleasure my cock gives you. Maybe you’ll try taking multiple human dicks at once or perhaps a king’s fist” Images flit through your mind only making you more ravenous. Your words must have a similar effect on Asmo because his grip tightens around you and when you return him to his back, his panties are damp with cum leaking out over his skin.
Despite already cumming, he’s still eager for you, eyes lighting up when you pick his hips up off the bed to align your tip with his entrance. Wrapped up so beautifully in ropes and feeling so light in your hands, he’s like your little doll. And you push your tip into him with little regard for how he adjusts to you. His screams are nothing compared to when he first began training to take you. You had molded him quite well. Not just in terms of taking your cock but also in terms of his bloodlust.
With pride you think about how your pretty little princess fantasized about killing just as much as fucking. You think about the first time he begged you to let him do the killing. And it was a prince too. You and asmo had allowed him to think he was successful in rescuing the helpless princess only to have that same princess slit his throat right before mounting his horse. He was desperate for you that night, letting you fuck him with blood still splattered across his face.
It’s that memory that coaxes you to orgasm now, spilling into Asmo even without half your dick in him. Ever insatiable he begs you for more, and you gladly oblige. You’d do anything for your perfect princess. Your damsel feigning distress.
asmodeus really likes to touch you whenever you guys are together or having sex such as groping or sucking your breasts, and putting his hands on your hair but today was different. he was misbehaving and throwing shitty comments and looks all day to you. such as judging what you’re wearing, ordering you around, giving you glares and more. you really thought he’s just playing with you, trying to be annoying so you would give him attention but you were wrong. he had a really bad day so he’s letting it out on you without a reason. and that results to punishing him with his worst nightmare. “fuck— m’sorry please- i want to touch youuu-! won’t do it again! please hah- let me!” asmo cries out trying to reach you like a fucking baby but he had his wrist tied up on the headboard preventing him.
he’s so desperate for you. tear stained, quivering lips, body covered in sweat, squirming all over the place as you ride him in a painfully slow pace. lightly toying his nipples and pulling them and twisting them. he’s so fucked out trying to bargain, beg, make you feel bad but it won’t work for you. he was the purpose on why you did this anyway. and you can’t do him right for his wrongs.
Okay so, hate sex // jealous sex w obey me brothers (any of your choice!!) 🙏🙏 everything is up to you jus wanted to like pass around a little idea. it could be either us making them jealous or them making us jealous
YES YES I CAN DO THAT OMG
jealous sex w/ the demon bros!
author's note: I wrote this intended for all genders w/ any set of parts, so there are options for afab and amab! hopefully that's okay, you can skip those parts if you'd like :) happy reading !!
LUCIFER:
doesn't do anything brash to make you jealous, just subtle things
making longer stints of eye contact, acknowledging the people that flirt with him, whatever
it is meant to only tip you off
he loves watching you intently to see how long it takes you to break
wayyyyy to egotistical to just tell you he wants to go hard, so this is his way of telling you
MAMMON:
will literally do anything to piss you off
he finds you getting mad so hot but can never say anything bc he's too much of a tsundere to admit it and will deny it if you figure it out
flirts with people at the casino and basks in their compliments
take him to the bathroom and fuck his brains out with no prep
bonus if you do it against the wall
he will rut against the wall and cum so fast if you call him your little whore or tall him how slutty he is for you
LEVIATHAN:
ANGRY SEX IS ONE OF HIS BIGGEST TURN ONS OH LORD
he will never talk about it bc he's so shy but he looooves the angry look in your eye
I am feeding the levi reptile cocks agenda today boysssss
what if you cage both of his lil cocks and fuck his vent repeatedly but don't let him cum👀👀👀👀
he will blush so hard like tomato red
would literally love you to facefuck him too (tentacle in vent and cock in mouth anyone ?????)
baby boy is so overwhelmed in the pleasure but not being able to cum he is going craaazy
will cry and beg and whimper and promise to be good
when you take the cages off, t h e n fuck his face and have him cum totally untouched
SATAN:
not really one to make you jealous, but will do everything in his power to turn you on in public
like he will be wearing his lil virgin killing sweater in the library while you're sitting there
he's humming and swaying his ass around, and if he's wearing a skirt he will not so accidentally flash you his bare ass with a green, heart shaped plug in it
he wants you to fuck him behind a shelf and put your fingers in his mouth to keep him quiet
ASMODEUS:
it is no secret that this man is a slut
he will openly flirt with anyone and everyone
will flirt with bartenders, post provacative photos on Devilgram, anything to show off how pretty and perfect he is
he wants you to just come up to him and drag him away
he's the avatar of lust after all, so my guy has stamina for d a y s
fuck him and use him like a human fleshlight (or dildo, whatever) and put a cock ring on him or keep overstimulating him
he comes over and over and you don't stop until he comes dry
force him to lick his cum off of you and suck you off
he will be looking at you with hearts in his eyes while you use him
pound him, ride him, fuck his tits, mouth, sit on his face, he doesn't care
just cum all over him and show him what a slutty toy he is for you
BEELZEBUB:
the goodest boy
loves seeing you angry, but will mostly just do things to you to piss you off
will leave hickeys, bite marks, anything o show others that he's yours and you are his
will also purposefully show off the marks on his neck
even if it gets you mad, that's just a bonus
will literally cockwarm you with his mouth and let you do what you please with it
but, once he gets a taste of you, don't expect him to stop until you're milked dry
BELPHEGOR:
sleepy boy <3333
wants you to be mad at him for falling asleep so you fuck him
huuuuuge into somnophilia (I mean bro's asleep 24/7 who wouldn't be)
will let you use his sleepy little body to your heart's content
he will purposefully hide his moans while asleep so you fuck him hard
make sure to clean him up nicely afterwards though
aftercare is key for this man <3333
end note: I wrote this in one sitting hopefully it feeds you all and doesn't suck <3333
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Asmodues dear, on a bunny outfit? Oh my Diavolo. If the bar has a balcony, use your humiliation there. Plus he doesn't care being vocal though, he's a show off.
"F-FUCK! AH! YES YES" "Asmo... you know they can hear you"kissing his earlobe while the lube covered hand slides up and down on his length and head while other puts to fingers on his asshole, he looked behind and blubber out with those lustful tearful orange gradient yellow eyes looking back at you "I d-don't care t-they can watch, but t-they w-will never as good as y-you MC💕"
Premise: Asmo’s exhausted and all he wants to do is cuddle and sleep for the next hundred years. But no one said being the incarnation of lust was simple. Dom!Alpha!Reader
Warnings: Allusions to slut shaming. There’s actually so little smut in this one lmao bye
You yawned and stretched out on Asmo’s luxurious bed as you killed time scrolling on your phone, waiting for Asmo to get home.
He was staying late at RAD to redo an exam he’d failed last week. Asmo was nervous, but you believed in him. Lucifer had threatened to limit his water usage if he failed again, so Asmo had spent the last three days studying with your help to ensure his bath time remained free from Lucifer’s clutches. He’d pulled an all nighter last night. He was going to be exhausted. Hence why you were waiting for him, ready to spoil him all night.
Speaking of Asmo, your phone started to ring, his name flashing up on the screen with an selfie of him eat ice cream that he’d set as his contact picture in your phone.
“Hello, my love, are you finished with your exam?”
“Yeah,” Asmo’s voice was quiet. He sounded defeated. “It went well, I’m just tired. Where are you?”
“Poor baby, I’m waiting in your room for you.”
“Okay… I’ll be there in a minute.”
“Alright, my love, I’ll see you soon.”
You ended the call and sat up ready to greet your tired mate with some good old-fashioned TLC.
Only a few minutes later, the bedroom door creaked open and Asmo stumbled in, looking like death warmed over. He had dark bags under his eyes, his hair was a mess, his lips were dry and cracking. He dropped his school bag on the floor with a bang and held up his arms towards you in the universal signal for a hug. Oh dear.
You didn’t make him wait, sweeping him into a well-deserved embrace while Asmo sniffed pitifully on your shoulder.
“Hush, baby,” you shushed him, running your fingers through his hair, careful to avoid the tangles. “Are you okay?”
“I’m tired,” he whined. “And I look awful. I haven’t been able to do anything but study for days.”
You cooed at him and wrapped your arms under his thighs and picked him up. Asmo gave a little watery giggle and wrapped his legs around your waist as he snuggled in.
“I think you need a nice spa session and a massage, but do you want some sleep first?”
“Yeah, as much as I want a bath, I think I’ll going to fall asleep right here if I don’t get to bed soon,” his voice was still a little quieter than normal, but the thought of a good sleep seemed to be perking him up a little bit.
You laughed.
“Sounds like a plan.”
“Can you pick out some pyjamas for me?”
…
“Mhmm,” you grumbled happily, snuggling under the blanket with your omega. “It’s nice and warm under here, huh?”
You and Asmo were cuddling in bed together, legs tangled, chests pressed together. You pressed a kiss on Asmo’s head and Asmo took a deep breath of your scent and relaxed completely at the familiar and safe scent, eyes finally fluttering closed.
And then you felt him getting hard against your thigh.
Asmo’s eyes shot open immediately.
“No, no, no,” he mumbled, pulling away. “I don’t want this, not now. I-“ he cut himself off with a frustrated sob. He extricated himself from your embrace and shuffled away, bringing up his hands to cover his face as he cried.
“Woah, woah, woah, calm down, Asmo, what’s going on?” You tried to keep your voice as steady as you could so as to not upset him any further, but you couldn’t help but let some of the surprise and confusion at his behaviour leak through.
“Why did I get this sin? I just want to cuddle, why is it always like this?”
Crystal tears were flowing freely down Asmo’s face now as he choked on sobs. Somehow his dark circles seemed to get even darker as you watched him breakdown.
“I ruin everything!” he sobbed, curling up into an even tighter ball.
“You don’t ruin anything, my love,” you tried to soothe him, but ultimately you weren’t sure what to say. “What makes you think that you ruin anything, huh?”
You scooped him up and tried to get him to settle back down next to you. Asmo leant into you but didn’t uncurl from his ball.
“I would take any other sin, I don’t want this one anymore! Everyone thinks that I have to be horny all the time, and look, they’re right!” he gestured angrily at the still present tent in his pyjama trousers. “All my brothers get to be other things too, but I need to be seductive and horny all the time, and I’m sick of it!”
As the yelling trailed off, Asmo just look defeated as he transitioned back into quiet crying. He’d obviously been keeping these feelings to himself for a long time, and you were sad that he’d never shared the burden with you.
“Here, sweetheart, lay down properly,” you said, pulling him around so that you were spooning him. “What we’re going to do is this, I’m going to get you off as quickly as I can and then you’re going to get some rest so that when you wake up, we can do a rose petal bath and spa session, does that sound good?”
You knew you needed to address the root of his issues surrounding his sin, but that was a job for later. Asmo was exhausted and addressing his insecurities would take a lot of energy.
Asmo hummed positively to your suggestion, nodded sluggishly into the pillow.
“Good boy,” you placed a firm kiss on the back of his head. “Now, I’m going to take care of this and hopefully calm your sin for a bit, just relax.”
You pulled his pyjama trouser down just enough to untuck his cock from the waistband, and after pausing for a moment to pour a little lube from Asmo’s bedside table onto your palm, you wrapped your hand around him and set what you hoped was a steady and relaxing pace, up and down.
Asmo moaned and sniffled, his tears seeming to finally be dying down as he enjoyed your gentle attention.
“You’re so beautiful, Asmo,” you cooed into his ear, swirling your thumb around the head of his cock and dipping your nail into his slit the way he liked it. “And not just on the outside. You’re so kind, so fun, so passionate about everything you enjoy. There’s so much about you that has nothing to do with your sin, and if other people can’t see that, then they’re missing out.”
“I love you,” Asmo sobbed, tears starting up again. “I’ve never had someone who made me feel like this before, I don’t want to ruin it because of my stupid sin!”
“You’re not going to ruin anything,” you whispered into his ear. “I adore you, every part of you, including your sin.”
Asmo was starting to drip precum all over your hands now, so you reached back over to the nightstand and grabbed a tissue so you could keep the sheets clean for your post-orgasm cuddling session.
You had initially been worried about subduing your own arousal when faced with the pheromones and scent Asmo was putting out, but the sight of your mate crying, completely distraught, had killed any libido you may normally have had. You were sad that he was sad.
“I’m close, alpha. Bite me please, please mark me, don’t leave me,” he begged, wrapping his soft hands around your wrist as he did so.
You didn’t hesitate, sinking your teeth into his neck and renewing your mark. As you did, Asmo shuddered as his orgasm ran through him. It wasn’t huge, it wasn’t powerful. But it was enough.
You caught everything with the tissue and immediately threw it away, pulling up his pyjama trousers swiftly so you could put this behind you and coax Asmo to sleep as soon as possible.
“There, all done,” you reassured, peppering kisses around his fresh bite mark.
Asmo didn’t answer but he turned around in your embrace and snuggled in like he was trying to make himself seem as small as possible. You grabbed a fresh tissue and wiped away some of his tears, grateful that Asmo had the softest tissues money could buy on his nightstand.
“Thank you,” he whispered as he tangled his legs in yours again.
“Of course, beautiful,” you gently massaged the back of his head to try and relax him. “You’ve earnt a break. Get some sleep, I’ll be right here when you wake up.”
“Okay,” he said softly, pushing as close to your chest as he could. “I love you.”
“I love you, too, and I’m so proud of you. Sweet dreams.”
Notes: you didn't say which brother so I pick asmo since he is my main :) and also it short so sorry :(
"Sweetie, you look amazing on that dress!"
Well that what he said before he was in his doggy position, ass up face down. Getting dicked down by you.
"Ah!- mmph!- please, harder!~" he moaned out wanting more from you, luckily your skirt isn't long but still can hide your cock... But either way, "How about you beg for me, dear?" He whimpers out.
"Please!- Ah!- please, please fuck me-" he moans out feeling your dick hitting his prostate, "More!- more! Please-I need y-your cum!" Whining and begging to have your cum inside of him now.
You feel your climax is coming even asmo know you also are close, "please- please, fill me up with your cum!-" he begs once again then you cum inside of him alongside with him too.
Asmo let out a loud moan, catching his breath but you had other plans...
"Not yet, I'm still not satisfied yet my dear~," you said as you pull out your cock then slam into him and pound inside of him with your cock, he moans out sobbing and begging you to fill him again until he fuck dumb.
"Hah, maybe I should put a butt plug inside you fill with my cum," you said before you slam inside of him again, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" He moans out, his eyes are full of lust craving for your cum to be inside of him again stuffed him full, and the next day nothing had happened between you two.
Seems like the dress be buying... Maybe also keep it hidden from the brothers too...
