Lee

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞 ⇒ 𝐋𝐞𝐞 ↠ 𝟏𝟗 ↠ 𝐬𝐡𝐞/𝐡𝐞𝐫 ↠ 𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐡

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 ⇒ 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐌𝐞 ↠ 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐲♥

𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬❊

𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐲𝐌𝐞! 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞!

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 : 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱, 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭, 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞

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Neon lights filter through every crevice of the party, bass boosted music making the floor feel as though it was throbbing, bodies writhing and pressing together. This party wasn’t exactly your element, especially not now as the alcohol buzzed your system. Even more so because your ex was following you everywhere.

Fresh air sounded like a miracle right now, like an oasis in a desert. Clinging to the wall, you made your way down the crowded hallway and out the back. And of course, said ex just so happened to follow you out.

“Well, it must be fate if we keep bumping into eachother.” They grinned, taking slow steps towards you.

That’s when you caught sight of Mammon, leaning against the brick wall with a cigarette between his lips, the orange flame hugging the end of it. The two of you weren’t best friends, but you’d talked to him a couple times and he was cool. Hopefully he’d be your saviour tonight.

You practically sprinted towards him, grabbing his forearm, “Hey, can- can you just pretend to be my boyfriend? Please!” You whisper-shouted, the six shots you had dulling your sense of personal space.

The demon blinked before he caught sight of the person behind you. Mammon didn’t even hesitate — he placed his ring adorned hands onto your waist, pulling you flush against his body before kissing you.

Well, he didn’t need to go that far, but you weren’t complaining.

In return, you wrapped your arms around his neck and reciprocated eagerly. Your ex partner scowled before turning abruptly and storming off, muttering a few curses under their breath.

Even after they took their leave, Mammon just seemed to lean into you even more, his tongue sliding against yours. His hands slid down to grip your ass, pulling you harder against his thigh so that it pressed between your legs.

“Who was that loser?” He almost grumbled as he hungrily trailed his lips down your neck.

“Just an ex.. wouldn’t stop following me around.” You breathed out as he pressed open mouth kisses along your throat.

“Ffuuuckk- feel so good, treasure..” He groaned against your sweat slicked back, his cock pumping in and out of you with lewd schlicks. One minute you were at that overwhelming house party, the next you were in The Avatar of Greed’s bed. It felt as though you were practically drunk on pleasure, eyes glazed over and lidded while desperate moans and whines left your lips.

“Probably why ya broke up with that guy, right?” Mammon chuckled, “Bet he didn’t know what the hell he was doin’.” He punctuated his theory with a harsh snap of his hips, making your back arch against his chest.

“D- Don’t stop!- M’ so close-” You choked out through sobs, your gummy walls fluttering and pulsing around his dick, physically unable to stop yourself from pressing back against him.

“Shit- Yeah? Hahh.. C’mon, then.” He grunted, sliding his hand down to press against your lower abdomen, his tip kissing that sweet spot inside of you.

Before you knew it, your body was locking up and your toes were curling, your entire body going taut with your orgasm, your tightness squeezing his length. Mammon wasn’t far behind you, bottoming out balls deep one last time as he came, thick ropes of cum filling you up to the brim.

𝐄𝐃𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 — 𝐀𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐮𝐬!

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 : 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐦, 𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐚𝐬𝐦 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥, 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐠𝐞, 𝐟!𝐦𝐜

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It was another late night with the same ritual. You got yourself all hot and bothered, and when you attempted to relieve yourself, you found nothing. Nothing at all. You just couldn’t get yourself to climax, no matter what. It didn’t matter if you used your fingers or a toy, nothing was working.

Resulting in your sour mood. Everyone had noticed, which wasn’t surprising, due to the fact you had been frowning and snapping at people all day.

It had gotten to a point of being unbearable. Lewd thoughts constantly clouded your head, especially now, in class, of all places. You squeezed your thighs together, a weak attempt at relief, before catching yourself and sighing.

This needed to be fixed.

So, who better to go to than the demon of lust himself?

That night, your knuckles gently collided with Asmodeus’ door, waiting patiently for him to open it.

“You are disturbing my beauty sleep, you know-” He started before he realised it was you. “Oh! Hey, hon. You okay?” His voice softened almost immediately, as well as his body language as he leaned against the doorframe.

“I’d really appreciate your help with something.” A sigh left you, a mix of frustration and exhaustion.

“I thought as much, you haven’t been very.. bright for a while.” He chuckled lightheartedly, despite his brows being furrowed in concern. “Naturally, I’m here to help with whatever!” He beamed

“What a lewd body you have..” Asmodeus purred, his fingers gliding through your puffy, slick folds. Every touch left your body feeling as though it was on fire, especially due to the blindfold over your eyes and your wrists tied to the headboard of the bed.

“Asmo-” You whimpered before he interrupted you.

“We need to build up aaalllll that tension so it can all be released properly.” He grinned, slowly pushing two fingers into your tightness, and pumping slowly, making sure to crook his digits just right.

Your back arched with a moan escaping your lips, his fingers massaging that sweet spot inside of you.

“Nuh uh.. No running from me.” He cooed, holding your hips down with surprising strength as you attempted to squirm away, the pleasure feeling overwhelming.

Everytime you felt yourself teetering on the edge of a climax, he pulled away, giving you time to calm down before starting again. It went on like that for who knows how long.

“Pl- Please-.. Need it. I- I need it sooo bad..” You babbled, practically dumb on pleasure as Asmodeus’ cock thrust in and out of you, his tip kissing your g-spot.

“Yeah? You wanna cum all pretty for me?” Asmodeus giggled, speeding up while holding your thighs to keep you practically folded in half.

You nodded desperately, tears streaming down your cheeks from underneath the blindfold. “L- Let me- Let me cum, Asmo..” You whined, hips bucking greedily against his.

He suddenly pressed a soft hand down onto your lower abdomen, your stomach muscles feeling as though they were tightening unbearably.

“Hahh!- Asmo!- W— Wait- I don’t-..” You squeaked and writhed, although, the attempts were feeble when he had you in such a position.

“Come onnn, I know you can do it for me.” Asmodeus moaned against your neck before bottoming out one last time, your walls squeezing before gushing and squirting all over his length, making him groan softly.

He made sure to rub your clit to milk out every last drop of your orgasm, even when you begged him to stop due to how sensitive you were becoming.

After that, you found yourself finally being able to get off properly. Although, it didn’t feel as good as it did when it was with Asmodeus. So you ended up having to go to him everytime you were worked up, anyway.

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𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬!

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Satoru Gojo was almost like your sworn enemy. He never took anything seriously and he had a colossal sized ego. Just not your type of person. And that would’ve been completely fine if he weren’t adamant on being around you.

At first, he was just an annoying fly in your ear. Mildly annoying, but it was manageable. Then he started his new charade.

“Heyyyy! I defeated that cursed spirit all by myself y’know.” He grinned, practically bouncing over to you. “Don’t you think I deserve a kiss for that?” He tapped his lips.

“No chance.” You deadpanned with a scoff while going back to focusing on your paperwork.

A pout made its way onto Satoru’s face and he whined like a petulant child. “So mean to me for no reason.” He sighed, draping himself over your desk.

“You’re in the way.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

A few weeks later, you were assigned a mission together — just great.

Satoru didn’t let you anywhere near the cursed spirit, insisting he had to get rid of it.

Honestly? It was whatever. You didn’t feel like dealing with that curse anyway.

But then, after he’d finished exorcising it..

“I did it!” He called out, bounding over and wrapping arm around your shoulder. “Where’s my reward?” He chuckled, pointing to his lips, earning a scowl from you.

“So that’s the only reason you wanted to deal with that curse by yourself?” You raised a brow.

“Uh huh!” He nodded, like it was something to be proud of.

“You’re still not getting a kiss.”

“Awh.”

After that, he began asking at least twice a week. Anytime he did something remotely ‘heroic’, he found his way to you and asked for compensation. Like you had to compensate him.

He did it so often you were contemplating on just kissing him to make him leave you alone.

So, that’s what you did.

“Guess whattttt?” Satoru purred, “I exorcised that special grade curse everyone was talking about.” He puffed out his chest triumphantly. “It’s so brave of me, you have to give me a-”

You cut him off by gently pressing your lips against his, lingering there for a moment before pulling away. “Good job.” You hummed before making your way to your office.

His cheeks were bright pink. He wasn’t expecting that! You never wanted to kiss him!

“W- Wait- Wha- Wait- What?! What was that?!” He stammered before chasing after you.

𝐏𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐚 𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭! 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠..

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 : 𝐁𝐃𝐒𝐌, 𝐩𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐛𝐯, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤, 𝐠𝐧!𝐦𝐜

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This was the last time you’d take a bet from Mammon. Now you had the whole shebang — cat ears and a tail that were completely yours. The whole situation had annoyed you, so your tail was flicking rapidly and your ears were flat against your head. Mammon was scrambling for apologies but you weren’t in the mood to hear him out right now.

With an irritated huff, you got up from the sofa and made your way out of the common room, leaving a guilty Mammon.

You collided with a firm chest on your way to your room, planning to hide out until the effects wore off. Then you met a pair of green eyes. Satan.

“Oh- Hi, Satan.” A sheepish smiled graced your lips, “I guess you haven’t seen me like this yet, huh? I made a stupid bet with Mammon.” You sighed, cat ears perking up.

Satan was dumbfounded. His favourite person and his favourite animal combined. What could be better? He mumbled something incoherent while staring at your new, temporary features.

“What was that?”

“Not stupid.” He replied bluntly, reaching out to scratch behind your ears.

Initially, it surprised you and you couldn’t stop the squeak from slipping past your lips. Then it just felt insanely good. Like, extremely good. You could see why cats liked this. Leaning against Satan’s chest, you began purring, tail swishing calmly. This was nice.

“Ss- Satan! P- Ugh- Please!-..” You practically sobbed into the pillow on his bed, back arched deliciously while his cock pumped in and out of your tightness. Your entire body felt as though it was hypersensitive, especially with the way he was gripping the base of your tail and slamming his hips into you, hard.

“Just-.. Hah.. Just let me have this..” He almost growled, drawing out more pitiful whines from you. His tip bullied that sweet spot inside of you relentlessly, making you squirm and shift.

It was honestly like Satan had been waiting his entire life for this moment. “Next time this happens I’ll have to get you a collar..” He chuckled in your ear as he leaned his body against your back, his hips curling against your ass cruelly.

“Hn!- S’too deep!” You mewled, unable to stop yourself from pressing back against his ministrations.

“M’gonna fill you up kitty.. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He groaned, rutting into you mercilessly, creating slapping noises that filled the room. “Make you nice and swollen with my seed?”

“Fff- Fuck! Yes- Please, Satan!” Thick tears streamed down your cheeks as you felt yourself hitting your limit at the same time.

His teeth sank into your shoulder as he climaxed, filling your hole up to the brim with his cum. So much so that it immediately began leaking out around his length.

“Hm.. We can’t have any escaping. So let’s go another round.” He kissed the bite mark on your skin lovingly.

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𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐌𝐄

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 : 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐬 : 𝐬𝐮𝐛!𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐢, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐦), 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝐟!𝐦𝐜, 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

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Leviathan, to this day, doesn’t know why he bought it. Okay, that was a lie, he bought it for you. But, obviously, he’d never ever ask you to wear it. After all, in his eyes, he’s scum and you’re heaven-sent. Maybe it was just to fantasise about you actually wearing it.

A maid costume.

A groan escaped Leviathan’s lips as he leaned back in his gaming chair. His hands were beginning to cramp and he was getting hungry, which officially meant it was time for a break. Slowly, he got up and stretched, making his way downstairs.

“Leviiii.” You hummed from outside his door while knocking, receiving no confirmation from inside. Whatever, Leviathan had no problems with you coming into his room uninvited. Inching the door open, just to be safe, you tilted your head inside to see that Leviathan was nowhere to be seen.

Oh, well. You could just leave the comics he lent you on his desk.

When you walked over towards his desk to do just that, you caught sight of it. A maid costume. You almost wanted to giggle, this was exactly something Leviathan would buy. But when you picked the clothing up, you realised it was exactly your size. It was practically made for you.

A grin made its way onto your face as you held it up to your body. What a surprise it would be for him to come back and see you in this outfit.

Leviathan yawned as he opened the door to his room, the constant grinding on his new action game had taken a toll. Then he glanced up and saw you. Decked out in the full maid attire.

“How can I assist you?” You cooed teasingly.

Leviathan swore his nose was bleeding like in those cliche romance animes.

“Hahh- Oh!- Hn-” Leviathan squirmed in his gaming chair, hips twitching and bucking as his nails dug into the armrests. He was convinced he was in bliss.

You, knelt between his legs, lips wrapped around one cock while your hand stroked and teased the other. Precum leaked steadily from both tips, creating a sticky mess that dripped onto your chest. As if Leviathan couldn’t get more turned on.

“How long have you had this outfit waiting for me, hm?” You purred after releasing his length with a lewd pop, now jerking both in two hands.

“Hngh!- I- Mm- At least.. At least a- a month now..” Leviathan whimpered, barely able to form a sentence as he witnessed your soft palms hugging both cocks.

“That long? Levi..” You pouted, pretending to be disappointed. “You’re such a pervert, you’re so lucky I’m doing this for you.” You chuckled.

The slight degradation was what tipped him over the edge, especially with how you were using your other hand to massage both tips simultaneously.

Cum spurted against your hands while his back arched, leaking down both shafts and coating his balls. You laughed softly, stroking a few more times to milk his orgasm before you licked a stripe of his cum from your hand.

“I hate when you do that..” Leviathan’s face flushed in embarrassment.

“No you don’t.”

“… I don’t.”

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