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Room Service
Leon Kennedy x Maid! Fem reader (AFAB)
Tags: NSFW MINORS DON'T INTERACT, Smut, Slight Dubcon, unprotected PnV, Degradation kink, Sir kink, Praise Kink, Creampie, OOC LEON.
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A/N: dividers by @/CafeKitsune.
Leon had become a regular in your hotel, every time he came on vacation, which was maybe a week, maybe the entire 4, every 6 months, if he was lucky at that.
And as always he ordered room 607 on the last floor, your floor. So it was only natural every time he came you would be the one providing meals cleaning his room while he went out to do god knows what and bring anything he may ask for.
You got a light for his room and quickly made your way to it, pushing along the cart full of anything you thought Leon may need. Once there, you knocked "Room service!".
The door opened to find The blonde meeting you there, blue eyes staring directly into you "is it casualty that you're always the one serving me? Or do you go out of your way to do so sweet cheeks?" He bent slightly to be at your same height.
"You keep rooms on my floor sir" you replied shy.
"I see" he returned to his position, just to raise an eyebrow at the cart you had, it had blankets, a new pillow, snacks, even a kettle "cute."
"You requested me for?" You tried to divert your eyes from his half open shirt, revealing his chest, just keeping your head down.
"I need you to explain to me something sweetness" he said, stepping out of the way to let you in.
As you did, your eyes explored the room trying to find any issue you may have forgotten to fix. But instead, you found a pair of warm hands around your waist.
"Can you explain why your eyes are always on my chest?" He asked "eyes are up here dear" , his face right beside yours.
"i— i apologize sir" your voice a trembly mess as his thumbs slowly rubbing up and down on your waist "i didn't mean to—"
"You know, it's impolite to stare at people" he kept on. "Maybe i should teach you a lesson"
Your faced flushed red as you tried to move, to pull away from his warmth, trying to tell yourself you can't be doing this, much less with a patron.
"I— am... Really apologetic for my behavior sir, i- i will not do it again" you tried again, but it was useless against Leon's snaking arm, while he still held you in place, his other hand reached down to them hem your skirt.
"Don't you think this is a bit too short dear? Don't see your lil friends going around with a skirt so short I can see their panties" you could feel the vibrations of his throat on your shoulder "then again, you're really just a stupid slut that thinks its ok to oggle a patron."
He lifted up your dress, making you yelp slightly. "Of coursed is laced" he grunted, dropping the skirt, his eyes going back to look at you "Bend over"
"Sir— i don't really think this is-"
"I said Bend over" he repeated sternly.
Against the better judgement of your gut telling you to 'get the fuck out' you simply obeyed, your hand going on your thighs for balance.
"Atta girl" Leon smiled. His hands reaching to the back of your uniform, quickly lifting it up to your lower back, leaving you exposed.
His hands squeezing you, and playing with your cheeks, making you make a trembly complaint that was met with a hard slap.
He was telling you something that your mind couldn't register, too focused on the stinging pain that his swats brought to your behind, while your mind rushed telling you that you shouldn't be doing this.
What brought you back to from your weak attempt at a resolve to leave was the sudden feeling of the cold air in the room against your cunt. Looking down to she his hands sliding your panties down to your ankles.
"You really are a dumb whore, aren't you sweetheart?" His voice taunting as two of his digits ran up and down your slit "already dripping wet and i just spanked you."
You tried to protest, but were met with one his fingers inside you, gasping at the feeling, Leon hummed at the way you squeeze his middle finger " gon' be a tight fit" he commented, starting to thrust and curl his finger inside you, cupping your cunt with the rest of his hand.
You tried to stay stable but slightly stumbled, finally voicing out a pathetic "this... isn't allowed—" with struggling breath.
"Really? That's a shame" his voice mocking you as his other arm grapped around you once he noticed your struggles to stay standing "doesn't mean im stopping when that pretty hole is begging for my cock"
He sped up his hand before he paused just to slip another finger inside, the sorry sound of your moans filling the room as you squirmed, upper body trying to break from his mind breaking touch, while your hips stupidly rolled into his hands.
"No, non of that" he grunted "be a good girl and stay still" his voice was in a tone that just made you feel stupid every time.
You complied as he started to scissor your cunt open just to go back to curling fingers inside you, making you tremble as spit drooled from your open mouth.
"Think you can handle my cock sweetie?" He asked, almost implying he knows you're not going to be able.
"S-sir this isn't—"
"Did i ask if this is appropriate or did i ask if you can handle me?" He cut you off immediately.
You stayed as quiet as possible, counting your heavy breathing, and Leon grew impatient, he went even faster, curling up his fingers, making you scream and squirm.
"Mmm i think you can handle it"
You felt like you could explode any moment as the pressure build up inside you, but just as you were about to cum he pulled his fingers out.
"Lay on the bed" he barked.
You barely were able to, hearing his belt snap open and fall to the floor, you slightly looked back to see him free his cock, before he grabbed your head, pushing it against the matress.
All you could do was roll back your eyes as he pushed his length inside you, not caring for your time to adjust before he started pounding you.
It hurt slightly as he split you open, but fuck did it hurt so good.
To hell went any thought of rules, all you could focus on was how good it felt as he filled you up, hands gripping into the covers.
"Already cock drunk? Must've needed my cock since the first time i came here" he laughed cruelly as he thrusted with abandon, grunting slightly as you squeezed his cock.
The muffled moans became louder as he gripped you hair, pulling your face off the matress.
"Fuck— you're tight" he hissed.
"S-sir—" you whined.
"Want more doll?" His head tilted once you nodded, making his smirk.
You didn't think he could go deeper, nor harder, but he somehow did, his tip kissing your cervix every thrust until you felt your mind go absolutely blank.
Leon grunted as your walls started to flutter.
"Gonna be good and let me fill you up, right princess?" He huffed out.
"Uh-huh" you drooled out.
Feeling yourself come undone on his cock, twitching as you did, Leon giving you some final thrusts before making a sound that almost resembled a moan, spilling inside you.
The was a moment of silence where only your heavy breathing could be heard, Leon releasing your hair and pulling out slowly.
As he adjusted his boxers and pants with one hand, the other one went to go slowly up and down your ass.
"There's a good girl, did so good for me" his voice filled with a new found warmth.
He saw the mess he made of you and reached to fix you up himself, pulling your panties up and smoothing over your hair.
He smiled gently at your dazed face, giving you a kiss and handing you a card “if anything happens to your job, call me.”
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headcanons for every leon
Inspired by this post
content: spitting, slapping, biting, handcuffs, public-ish sex, degradation, oral sex, LEON SLUT KENNEDY
Re 2 Leon likes hickies. Every Leon would probably like them, but 21 year old Leon is young enough to get away with them. He likes when you mark him and tell him that you’re going to ‘make him yours’ because he’s so proud to have a pretty girl like you as his girlfriend (or whatever your relationship may be). When you let him do the same for you, he feels honored, he thinks he doesn’t deserve it, but he loves the idea of you being his and only his.
Re 4 Leon is still young and fun. He doesn’t go out on the town often, but when he does, he loves fucking you in semi-public places. In the car, in a bathroom stall, in a broom closet. He’d even finger you in the movie theater if he thought you could get away with it. Honestly, the thought of getting caught gets him off, though. He especially likes the fact that you have to be quiet because it’s easy for him with the composure he’s developed over the years, but you, on the other hand, have to try to be quiet. And Leon makes it difficult on purpose. He fucks you hard, so that he has to put his hand over your mouth. It’s all under the guise of ‘we have to do this quickly if we don’t want to get caught’, but really he wants to make you moan.
ID Leon is the most arrogant Leon in my opinion. He knows he’s hot and he uses it to his advantage. It’s not that he’s mean, but if you consent to it, he’d 100% be into degrading you - calling you a ‘slut’ or a ‘whore’, telling you how pathetic you look and how nasty you are for letting him do these things to you. He would also be the type of guy who likes a woman wearing lingerie. He’s not submissive, but he’d let you take control if you put on a show for him. He’d like high heels and fishnets, and if you wore them out he’d go back to being his RE 4 self and fuck you in the nearest semi-private area, while calling you a slut for letting him have you in public.
Re 6 Leon likes to spit in your mouth when he’s inside you. He grabs your chin and forces you to look him in the eye while he spits into your mouth. Sometimes he’ll close your mouth for you, so you have to swallow it. If you were on top and you tried to spit in his mouth, he would initially be shocked and possibly off-put - or at least, he’d act that way - but secretly he’d like it.
Damnation Leon just wants his breakfast, and by breakfast, I mean pussy in the morning! But he’s lazy af, so he’d want you to sit on his face. He’d also like it if you brought him actual breakfast in bed. A blowjob in a sexy apron would be the cherry on top.
Vendetta Leon is constantly frustrated, and he’d love to give you a good spanking. But, if you’d let him, he’d go further and give you a nice slap in the face, too - the kind that stings a little, but doesn’t leave a bruise. He’d still be careful with you. And, if you ever slapped him back, he’d go red in the face - not just because of the slap, he’d be totally embarrassed. He’d be embarrassed because he liked it. A lot. He might try to deny it, but his dick would twitch and you’d know.
DI Leon has fully embraced his submissive tendencies. Sure, he can be a soft dom! if that’s what you want, but he loves exploring his submissive side. He wants to be handcuffed to the headboard and have you ride him. I don’t know how he’d feel about punishment, but I think he’d like to be edged, and he would act like that’s a form of punishment. I think, like most, if not all, versions of Leon, he’s loud, and he’s whiny when you edge him, pretending like he hates it, but you know he doesn’t because he’s practically drooling. He’d be like ‘you’re so mean’ and you’d be like ‘if you think I’m so mean, then why is your cock leaking?’*
*yes, this is from not old enough chapter 4
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NSFW Raiden Headcanons
MINORS DNI
Raiden is an absolutely whiny sub. He doesn’t like taking orders so sometimes he’ll resist any instructions that you’ll give him.
However, when he’s having a day that his self loathing is higher than normal, he just wants you to pamper him, whisper all the things that you like about him.
He likes marking up his partner, however nothing that would cause a permanent injury or scar. If that happened, he would feel extremely guilty and it would take him a while to feel comfortable enough to have sex again.
He prefers any position where he can look in his partner’s eyes and see how much they’re enjoying it. Seeing their face contorted into pleasure or their face glow with delight is a major turn on.
Is well-versed in strenuous sex, so once the two of you are finished up, he takes the utmost care to make sure you’re alright. He’ll get you a water, run you a bath or shower or even get you ibuprofen if you need it. Anything you want, just ask him.
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hope you guys don’t mind me reblogging leon stuff on here…mmfh…babygirl
ANYWAYS. happy holidays i’m glad you’re all still here :3 ♥︎
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sleepy sex w/ leon <3
waking up to leon's raging hard-on pressing against your ass… he’d been slowly grinding into you for 30 minutes before you woke up, but didn’t want to disturb your precious beauty sleep ^.^ so of course you grind back into him, acting all innocent about it. his grip tightens around your body as he buries his face even more into your neck. he moves his hand down to move your cute little pajama shorts to the side to toy with your clit through your already wet panties!! when you let out a soft moan, he realizes you’re awake.
“baby… please.” you mumble in response, only letting out a small “mm”. he knows what you mean, especially when you lift your hips up to help him take off the layers of clothes separating you two. he pulls down his sweatpants just enough to pull his dick out, and instead of fucking you, he teases both of you. leon slides his cock in-between your pussy lips, coating himself with your wetness and ghosting your clit oh so well. when his cock is wet enough to slide into you, he slowly does so. he practically holds on to you for dear life, whimpering in your ear. he won't last long- both of you know it. he snakes his thumb down to your clit, making you jerk and clench around him. you let out a moan and you swear his dick throbs in you. “fuck, princess. can barely move.”
leon's thrusts are slow but somehow calculated, and it makes you feel like you're drowning in him. your hands find their way to his arms and you dig your nails into him. that’s when his hips stutter, and you can feel his hot cum filling you up. he keeps fucking you throughout, panting as he does so. “‘m sorry, couldn't hold it; you feel so good, please just…” he slurs, babbling as his thumb on your clit speeds up. “please just let me feel you. need you to cum on my cock.”
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Leon Kennedy X fingering
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Synopsis: Leon helps you get off <3 RE4R Leon. nsfw.
Content/Warnings: 18+, porn without plot, fem reader, soft dom Leon, fingering, pet names, praise
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TAGLIST— angelofwoe @kingsriren @min-mingi
Leon always lends a hand when you need it, and that includes helping you get off. laying in bed, he holds you against him, your back pressed firmly against his chest. his strong arm circled around your waist, free hand dipped between your thighs. two fingers stuffed deep into your cunt, slowly pumping in and out of you, each thrust accompanied by the filthy, wet sound of your pussy.
“feels good, baby?” Leon whispers, his voice low and soothing against your ear. he stretches you so good, thick fingers working into your wet cunt while he brushes his thumb over your sensitive clit, making you whine as your pussy clenches around his digits.
“Leon,” you mewl, mind feeling hazy while your body aches for release. “please.”
he hums, hearing your desperation as he presses a soft kiss on the back of your neck. “needy, aren't you,” he teases, but he indulges you, giving you exactly what you want.
he gradually starts to increase the pressure and pace of his movements, fingers fucking into you with more fervour. he curls them in against you, his thumb rubbing circles over your swollen clit. the sensation is so blissfully overwhelming, and it has you coming completely undone.
almost subconsciously, your hips begin to move in sync, rolling down onto his fingers to take him deeper. the intensity makes you feel feverish, and it doesn't take long until your stomach starts to coil in pleasure.
“i'm close,” you breathe out, voice strained as you're nearing the edge.
“fuck,” Leon groans, both at your words, and the feeling of your soaked cunt sucking his fingers in, “come for me, baby.”
he keeps a steady rhythm, his lips finding way to the back of your neck once more, leaving a trail of hot kisses on your skin. the tender, yet intense pleasure finally brings you over the edge, a broken moan falling from your lips as you cum on Leon's hand. your legs tremble, pussy spasming as Leon whispers you a string of praise, soothing you through your orgasm.
“there you go, sweetheart,” he murmurs, leaving a kiss right by your ear, “always so good for me,” he coos.
he keeps you in his embrace while you take a moment to catch your breath, eventually turning over to face him before he briefly captures your lips with his own. when he pulls away and meets your gaze, you can see the desire that's practically written into his baby blue eyes, silently pleading. it's no surprise—you're well aware of Leon's growing need, and your hand is already travelling down to palm at the bulge of his half hard cock, offering to lend him a hand next.
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“Until You’re Pregnant” | Leon Kennedy
A/N: I woke up around 4 after having a W dream and wrote this. Enjoy!
CW: Breeding, Implied Age Gap, 18+, MDNI
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“Gonna breed this sweet pussy.” Leon groaned, lips pressed into your neck, finding purchase by sucking on the skin. His hips smacked against yours, balls hitting the flesh of your ass with each hard, deep thrust. He was getting close- grunts and groans evolving into sultry moans and sinful promises
“Please!” You cried, nails scratching at the DSO agent’s back- with your knees pushed back into your chest, Leon’s cock was pistoning right into your sweet spot with each thrust.
“Grippin’ me like a vice.” He moaned, “My sweet girl, gonna make such a great momma. Imagine you, all round and swollen, full of my babies.”
You moaned at the thought, nails digging into him. He moaned at the pain, always having been somewhat of a masochist. Luckily for him, you always dug your claws in- always let him plow in and out of you until he was shooting blanks and crying from how many times he’d dumped his seed into you.
“Can’t believe such a pretty thing sticks around with an old man like me.” Leon chuckled, the sound interrupted by a husky moan.
You could barely think- so fixated on the feeling of him, buried so deep inside it felt like you were splitting in two, cock nestled inside you like it was made for it. God, it felt so good. Much better than any guy you’d ever been with prior to Leon- what they said about older guys, it was true. They were so much better in bed.
“I’m gonna-” You wailed, drool spilling from the corners of your mouth. The knot in your stomach tightened and tightened, filling you with a burning situation. Your hips moved in an attempt to pull Leon closer, feel him deeper.
“Go ahead, baby girl. Cum for me.” Leon urged, sealing his words with a sloppy, sticky kiss. He sucked on your tongue and the knot in your stomach completely unraveled, leaving you gushing around his cock.
Spurred on by the way you tightened up around him, making it increasingly difficult to pull out of you to ram his way back in, Leon’s cock twitched, his own orgasm incoming like a deadly tsunami.
Leon pulled away staring at your fucked out face as he rode you through your orgasm. Your nose was scrunched up cutely, eyes tightly screwed shut. Tears slipped down your face, hair sticking to your forehead due to layers of sweat. The visage of your face and the tight embrace of your cunt carried him over the edge, and he let out a guttural moan as he buried himself as deep as he could, pushing spurts of hot cum into your cervix.
He shifted around so that he was spooning you, cock still nestled in your warmth. Instead of softening, his cock began to harden again. You whined, but he shushed with a promise, “Told you I was gonna breed you. I’m not done until I’m sure you’re pregnant.”
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cat hybrid leon thoughts. nsfw under the cut. 18+, mdni please <3
catboy!leon who captures your attention immediately, looking at you with big eyes as you pass by the hybrid shop, making you stop and just take a look
catboy!leon who perks up when you walk up to him, purring happily as you call out the name on the information sheet
catboy!leon speaking quietly, saying how pretty you look and how soft your hand is as you gently reach out to pet his head
catboy!leon that you end up adopting on the spot, bringing him home to your small apartment
catboy!leon who quickly adapts to your schedule, sleeping curled up on the couch as he waits for you to come home, greeting you with a soft meowing sound before he stretches out and rubs his head against your shoulder, asking about your day
catboy!leon who is affectionate and loves getting pets from you, often laying his head on your lap as you watch tv or read a book, never demanding much more than scratches to his ears
catboy!leon snuggling into your bed after a few weeks of him living with you, getting comfortable at the foot of your bed
catboy!leon waking you up in the middle of the night after a few months, his big eyes looking at you pleadingly as his tail swishes behind him, his ears twitching, obviously upset
catboy!leon flushing as you ask him what's wrong, before figuring out that he's gone into heat and you get out of bed to find the toys that the hybrid shop recommended you get
catboy!leon who looks nervous and anxious, his the quiet voice he used when he first met you coming back out as he asks if you could help him
catboy!leon who you hold gently, letting him rest his back against your chest as he uses a heat toy around his leaking cock, before he looks back to you, asking so sweetly if he could suckle, wanting the comfort of having something in his mouth
catboy!leon gently turning around to take one of your puffy nipples in his mouth, his tongue pressing against the sensitive nub, tenderly sucking and purring as his body relaxes against you
catboy!leon who slips out of the toy and discards it, instead beginning to hump his cock against your thigh, not even fully realizing it
catboy!leon making soft noises as he suckles, his eyes fluttering shut as he lazily grinds his hips, his orgasm coming over him suddenly, coating your leg and his stomach with the sticky cum
catboy!leon who you have to coax off of your tit, his expression fucked out and content as you clean him up
catboy!leon nuzzling close to you as you lay back down, his nose pressed against your neck as he purrs, coaxing you back to sleep
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i might actually use this account to reblog other x reader content…? so, i hope y’all don’t mind that too much :3
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the fact this blog still gets hella interactions is fucking INSANE. shout out to y’all fr. hope you’re doing well 💕
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When MC dies (dateables)
AN: not as detailed as the brothers sorry!!!
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Diavolo:
He couldn't be there. He couldn't be by your side till the end. He is in complete shock when he finds out, staying frozen until Barb lightly shakes his shoulder. The light in his eyes is gone, he shuts himself away from everyone except for Barbatos and Lucifer, but even then his speech is very limited. Occasionally he’ll text you updates about everyone and how much they miss you.
Barb:
If only he had seen this happening earlier, he could've let the others known, maybe you could've still been here. When he prepares meals he makes sure to prepare you a glass/plate and sits it at your space on the table. He tries to distract himself the best he can, but when he runs out of things to do, he now has to sit in his thoughts and deal with the lingering guilt.
Simeon:
He blames himself so badly. He knows it’s normal for a human life to end. But he was your guardian angel and he can't help but feel like he has let you down. He slips out of the Celestial realm to visit your gravestone. He sits down beside it and drinks a cup a tea next to you. Afterword's he checks on your friends and family, he wants to fulfil your promise in looking over them.
Solomon:
He also beats himself up. He could’ve worked harder to find a spell to keep you here. He may have all the time in the world, but you didn't. It slipped his mind, he could've done it. He goes to as many witches as he can, to maybe see if there's a way to bring you back. As much as everyone is hurting they all have to convince him to just let you rest in peace.
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me diavolo#obey me barbatos#obey me simeon#obey me solomon#obey me headcanons#💜
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When MC dies
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AN: whoops, i kinda went back and forth between them finding out in the moment and how they act in the long run. my bad
Lucifer:
He buries himself in work, even taking part in Diavolos papers. He acts like he’s fine, humans are supposed to die. This was normal. He wants to convince himself that he was fine. He stares at the paperwork, waiting for words to appear onto his paper, but nothing was happening. Why wasn't anything showing up? A tear rolled down his cheek, he couldn’t convince himself any longer. His pride was broken. He tries to get himself together before mentally preparing himself to tell his brothers.
Mammon:
He pretends it didn’t happen. You are still very much alive and well. He will still call your number to listen to your voicemail message. That’s how he knows you’re okay, your voice is there. How could you talk if you were dead? He sits there as he processes what he’s doing, he breaks out in loud sobs. He couldn't be there for his human, he couldn't see them, and now its too late. No amount of grimm could make him feel better, there was no price tag on you. As his first, you could never be replaced.
Levi:
He tries to comfort himself. He orders your favorite snacks, watches the animes you watched together, he curls up with his body pillow and thinks of it as you. He hugs it and talks to it as if you’re still there and listening to him. He hasn’t left him room is weeks, his brothers don’t bother to force him to leave because they want to do the same thing. He wants to go to you to talk about it, he knew he could always go to you. Every time he thinks that, he reaches for his phone to message you, then he remembers that he is on his own this time.
Satan:
Rage. He completely loses his composure and destroys everything around him. He throws his books around, knocks everything off his desk, punches the wall, his anger was clouding his vision. He goes to rip one of his pillows from his bed when he catches a glimpse of a cat plushie you had gotten for him. He could feel you looking at him through the plush. His eyes swell with tears and he drops to the floor.
Asmo:
His heart drops. The one person he loved more than himself…was dead…? He pulls a Levi and hides himself in his room. He completely lets himself go, he doesn’t do makeup, wash his face, do his hair. His nail polish was chipped and his skin was breaking out. He stares at your photos together and zooms in on your face. He begins crying seeing your beautiful, smiling face.
Beel:
“No, not again…” He thinks to himself. He knows humans can’t live forever but he thought maybe you could. That you were different. He goes to the kitchen and does the only thing he knows what to do, eat. It doesn’t help, it’s not working. He just feels empty. He goes to your room to feel surrounded by you when he sees Belphie in your bed. He comforts his younger brother once again, he knew this feeling all too well.
Belphie:
He wears one of your hoodies and curls up into your bed. He pulls your blankets up over his head, surrounding himself with your scent. He sleeps, and sleeps, and sleeps, waiting for the day you wake him up. Waiting for you to tell him he’s running late. Waiting for you to yell at him for missing your date. Waiting for you to comfort him. He knows deep down it’ll never happen again, and he’ll be forever waiting.
#:)#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me headcanons#💜
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Forbidden (Barbatos)
MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS/BLANK BLOGS DNI. NO AGE IN BIO = BLOCKED
CW: GN!MC, Maid/Butler!MC
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“MC, do you happen to be busy?” You hear the other butlers voice come from the kitchen, “I could use your assistance.”
“Of course.” You nod and enter the kitchen. Sprawled across the counters was a variety of ingredients.
"I was tasked by Beelzebub and Asmodeus to make a cake from the human world, if you wouldn't mind helping me, I just want to double check I'm doing this the right way."
You pick up the recipe book and start listing off the ingredients, Barb quickly runs around the kitchen, collecting the ingredients and mixing everything together.
"This is just a normal cake, yes?" You ask him.
"In a way, yes. It's a surprise cake. Asmo had seen it on Devilgram, Beel caught wind and they had both requested it." He pulls the spatula from the mix, "Would you mind taste testing this for me?"
"Not at all." You reply.
Barb holds the spatula in front of your face and you lick it. You nod your head in approval and he softly smiles at you. You watch Barb pours the batter into several circular cake pans, then place them into the oven.
You now had about roughly 20 minutes until they needed to be removed. Barb started moving the used dishes to the sink as you wiped down the counter.
You jump when you feel his hand lightly touch your side, "Excuse me, I just need to get by you." He reaches for the cabinet beside your head to put some of the ingredients back.
He slightly presses himself against your ass as he does so. You don't say anything, just softly smile to yourself. Then your mind starts racing, would this count as "forbidden" if you and Barb were both servants of the Brothers? There was no rule against this, no?
You realize Barbs hand was still lingering, you turn your head and are met eye-to-eye with the butler. You're unsure what to do from here, act professional, or act like a fool.
You decided to act like a fool, "You have some batter on your face..." You reach for his cheek, rubbing it off with your thumb. Before you could wipe it off your hand, he grabs your wrist.
"The towel is currently dirty, here, I'll get it." Slowly, Barb slides your thumb into his mouth, licking the batter off. You turn to look away, completely embarrassed and on edge. He removes your thumb, "Oh dear, my apologies, I must have read the room wrong."
"No, its not that," You glance out the kitchen entrance, "What if someone catches us?"
"It seems we must be careful then, yes?" He pulls you in a little bit more.
"I guess so..." You smile at him.
Barb looks at the time for the cakes, "We have about 10 minutes."
You nod and nervously drop your pants, the thought of one of the brothers walking in on the two of you made your heart beat out of your chest.
Before you could let any of that get to your head, Barb had you bent over the counter, and within seconds you felt him push his cock inside you. You quickly cover your mouth to muffle any moans.
As Barb slowly begins to pump into you, you felt a cold, slightly went sensation twist up your leg. You shiver once it reaches your sex. Your body tenses up around him, causing Barb to bite his knuckle to keep from moaning.
He thrusts into you harder, causing his tail to slap against your sex, it was absolutely driving you crazy. You arch your back and grab onto the counter, taking all his weight.
His cock feels so good inside you. He fucks you faster and you can feel yourself getting closer to an orgasm. You cover your mouth as you climax, Barb does the same as he releases into your ass. The warm liquid runs down your legs and you slowly lower yourself to the floor to compose yourself.
You look up at Barb from the floor, he was already composed and currently cleaning himself up. He looks down at you and smiles devilishly.
"Barbatos! How's the cake doing my dear?" Asmos voice echo's into the kitchen.
You quickly pull your pants back up and stand up at the counter, still a bit frazzled. You could still feel Barb inside you.
Barb opens the oven door, pulling out the cake pans from within it, "We're just about done in here, we have to let them cool, add the filling and then decorate."
"Lovely! Come get me when you get to the decorating stage!" Asmo says, then leaves the room.
Barb turns to look at you, "Seems like we have another 10 minutes..."
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Forbidden (Mammon)
MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS/BLANK BLOGS DNI. NO AGE IN BIO = BLOCKED
CW: GN!MC, Maid/Butler!MC
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When you entered the living room, you notice Mammon lifting up the couch cushions. Before you could ask if anyone needed help, he yells, “Human! Help me search for money.”
Your mind wonders to the endless reasons of why he was so desperate for money this time, but you agree.
“Yes!” He grabs your arm, “I got to ‘em first!” He flashes a shit eating grin to his younger brothers and then drags you to his room.
“Okay. So I need Grimm, and quick. Think I can borrow some?” He asks you, sticking out his bottom lip.
So glad Master has already implemented that rule to save you from Mammons greed.
“I can’t, you know this, Sir.” You say.
Mammon sighs, “Worth a try.” He walks further into his room, “Alright, help me find Grimm. Check under cushions and pockets, that kinda stuff.”
You nod and go right to work. You check in his closest, his bed, the couch, under the rug. The last place to check was his car.
Mammon was still looking around on the bottom half of his room, you lift the car handle and the door opens.
You take it into your own liberty and crawl into his car. The door quietly shuts behind you. You begin to look in the console and front seats, but alas you didn’t find much.
Your eyes wonder to the back seat, finding some loose change scattered around. You reach between the two front seats, placing your legs on either side of the console.
Just then the passenger door opens and Mammon gets into the vehicle and is met with a face full of your ass, “Wah- What’re you doing?” He jumps.
"I was trying to get the money in the back seat, Sir." You could feel his eyes staring at your behind.
"Oh…Why not just get in the back seat?" He leaves the front seat and moves to the back seat.
You try to move back out from between the seats, but you couldn't. Your arms wouldn't let you.
"Ah, uh, Sir…I may be stuck." You say embarrassed.
He laughs to himself a little bit, "You need the Great Mammons help do ya?"
You nod and he slides in front of you. Your faces less than an inch apart. He lifts up one of your arms, but as he does, the other slips and your face lands right into his lap.
You glance up at him. He's looking away from you, covering him mouth. "S-sorry, Sir!" You say, trying to get up but now you really couldn't.
"It's gettin real hard to keep following Lucifers rule." Mammon says quietly.
You stop moving and look at him again. You know what he was getting at. "Do you ever really follow his rules…?" You reply.
You see Mammon smirk from under his hand. "What should I do…Master…?"
He looks down at you, "I want you to take me."
"Yes, Sir." You say. Mammon helps move you up so he could remove his pants. His hard cock was now in front of your face, and you lower your mouth back onto it.
You begin to suck him, bringing his head back as you pull him in to your mouth. You lick his cock all over, tracing the veins on his shaft with your tongue.
You heard a moan come from him, "I'm gonna cum soon." He grabs your head and thrusts his hips. Drool and precum drips everywhere, becoming extremely messy. Mammons stops, his cock deep into your throat. You feel it throb and you choke out as his cum shoots down your throat.
He slumps back down, breathing heavily. You laid your head on his bare lap.
"Hey..." He says, "You're not gonna tell anyone about this are you?"
You shake your head, "No, Sir."
"Good." He sighs. "Uh, Sir, Im still stuck here." You say.
"You're right! My bad." He gets out of the car and puts the front seats back enough for your arms to finally be free.
"Thank you, Sir."
Mammon just nods, "Hey how much money did you end up finding?"
You pull all the money you've found out if your pocket and handed it to him. He quietly counted to himself then looked at you, "How about I take you out on a date?"
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