#thefallenapprentice

Random Smut Drabble || @thefallenapprentice​ and @thedisgracedapprentice 😏

“Fuck...” If Dante had known this kind of pleasure were possible, he would have explored this sooner. He could feel Modeus squeezing tightly around them as his shaft moved against Baul’s inside him. Their bare cocks creating friction together and stretching the dark haired demon to his limits. “How....?” Dante panted, in awe of the performance and lightheaded from bliss. 

Modeus threw his head back, nearly mewling which gave Dante a view of Baul over his shoulder. Dante reached out and grabbed that dark hair, firmly but not painfully. He heard Baul moan and grunt and felt his thrusting increase against him. “Oh, fuck, I’m gonna cum.” It was too much to take, it was too tight, too hot. 

Dante swore and partially shouted their names as he came in a hot gush inside of Modeus’ gaped hole and all over Baul’s length, providing him more slickness. His hand left Modeus’ hair to grab his hip and pull him closer and tighter. One after the other they came and for those few moments, became one. 

Ask About My Demons || accepting

belphigor: if you could pick 3 forms to shapeshift into, what would they be?

“I’ve always had an interest in avians growing up because of their ability to take to the skies. I’d love to be able to fly and travel as they do. Any three birds, I suppose.”

raum: do you have a tendency to hoard anything? if so, what?

“Not... that I’m aware of...?” And she actually struggles to recall if there are items in particular that she collects multitudes of. Nothing she doesn’t eventually find use for, anyway. “I have... jars of dried flowers and herbs? And plant seeds. Unsure if those count, though.”

pythius: out of all the lies you have ever told, which is your favorite?

Kyrie’s bemused by how unique and specific the question is, and she stalls with a short hum while she tries to conjure up a response appropriate enough to give Modeus some satisfaction.

sexual tension meme ( still accepting )

V could feel eyes roam upon his back - not that unusual, as V was fully aware that he drew eyes upon himself with his general air and the ink that decorated his skin. Yet still, this was a different gaze. A piercing one, travelling from his torso to the pants that adorn his legs. He couldn’t help but chuckle, knowing exactly who was looking at him this way...

He sauntered towards the demon, hips swaying with every step. His hands drifted to Modeus’ hips, before slowly roaming upwards and caressing the edge of the demon’s jaw before resting upon his shoulders. Acid green eyes glimmered, the slits of his pupils locking with Modeus’ golden ones. “Hello, my dear mate... what do you think of my disguise?”

Send in 🍷 to walk in on my muse WASTED

“Can I help you?” Dante stumbled to attention, bottles knocked over onto the floor, as he rose to attention. Patty usually came by, yelled at him, and cleaned, so it was clear that he had drunk all of this in just one night. He uses the Rebellion to balance himself like it’s a cane, the tip of the sword digging into the floor.

V only gives a quiet cry as teeth teeth puncture his skin. It hurts but what is pain to someone like him, who has not had a painless moment of existence? Submitting himself to Modeus is instinctual and automatic, instant. He tilts his head to bare more of his shoulder and throat, an invitation and a show of his compliance. 

send a ‘👄 + character name’ and my muse will talk about that character

“Asmodeus... Name shortened, to steal power from you... and when that was not enough... a little stick, pushed right into your brain... and scrambled up all your thoughts, and replaced them with another.” Doppel poked the center of Modeus’s forehead.