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Lucifer x GN!reader
Okay so haven’t posted in forever but I’ve had some thoughts… about Lucifer. Esp since I saw Vic say on tumblr that in an old card, it’s revealed Lucifer struggles to admit things he likes cuz of his pride. And also, we all know he’s secretly subby.
Tw: Mentions of cockstepping I guess? Shibari. Also the reader does mentions wearing heels lmao
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“Would you prefer to stay fully clothed then?” You ask him, unraveling the rope in your hand slowly, staring at him as he stood in front of you.
You could see his jaw clench and nervousness rake across him. “I’m not ashamed of my body, it’s just—“
You stop him, shaking your head and grinning. “Now, now. It’s alright. Just go ahead and get on your knees.” You raise a brow, trying to signal that you aren’t exactly feeling very patient.
He obeys in silence, he’s quite used to being the one in control so he’s well aware of what a dominant likes. As he settles onto his knees, he looks up at you slowly, clearly feeling more awkward than he’s used to. You decided to play nice, moving forward to stroke his chin with a smile.
“Well done.” You said before kneeling in front of him. “Keep your arms taut to your sides.” You start to shift his knees apart. “How far can you spread without tearing your pants, hm?”
He spreads his legs further with an apparent heat on his cheeks, likely because he knows his erection is already growing. “Does this please you?” His legs ware parted as he remained sat on his knees, calves against his thighs.
“Yes. Now hold onto your ankles.” You demanded softly, tapping his cheek with a finger.
He tentatively grabbed them, gauging the level of discomfort. “Alright.”
You smiled at him and started to cage in his chest, wrapping the rope with an experienced fluidity. You checked his expression, noticing how the flush on his cheeks has spread and his eyes have gone to watching you loop and knot the rope. Seeing how he’s enjoying the show, you slowed your movements.
He quickly flicked his eyes up to you, wondering if he did something wrong. When your gaze met his, you leaned in as if you were going to kiss him, prompting his eyes to close, but before your lips could meet, you whispered. “Seems like you’re less nervous now.”
You pulled back without kissing him. “Tease.” He huffed, trying to maintain some control that he was familiar with. You let him have it this once, not wanting to strip his pride away immediately.
“I have to be, I want to make you tell me what you want.” You started to trace your hands over the knots you had already completed.
“You know I struggle with that.” He clenched his jaw. Focusing on the dim lights of his bedroom, he tried to avoid your gaze, not wanting you to pry.
You were much more merciful than him. “It’s alright. Let me tell you what I like so much about shibari. About submitting.”
You took one of Lucifer’s wrists to do a simple knot, tracing the lines on his palms and rolling his sleeve up just enough so you could kiss the inside of his wrist. The gentle touch made his pinched brows soften, reminding him of who he is with.
You tied the knot slowllllyyyyy, as if to emphasize the gentile nature of your touch. “When I’m cascaded in rope.” You started, looping the silk ropes to make a knot. “I’m reminded of the beauty in letting go.” Then you tugged the knot taut, tightening it and webbing it around his thigh.
Instinctively, he lifts it so you can wrap around. You pull his leg so he knows to outstretch it completely while you weave around it.
You spoke again, focusing on the technique. “The feeling of being bound is supposed to be scary, but when it isn’t, it’s euphoric. All creatures crave control, but we oftentimes can’t handle it.” You sped up a little bit, the redness of the bindings sticking out against his black pants. “So, it’s as though we romanticize having it stripped—“ another tight pull, once that makes his eyes widen, “from us.”
He lets out a sigh, suddenly noticing how much faster you were moving and how in what felt like seconds, his leg was getting pushed so he could go back to sitting on his thighs.
“Naturally, when we start to romanticize something, our little confused brains step into eroticizing it.” You looped the ropes on his thighs and calves together, making beautifully crafted knots, the pattern looking damn near perfect. “You see Lucifer, the beauty in you submitting to me how it must make you feel. Not me. Doesn’t every dominant only want joy for their submissive? To watch the power they hold onto crumble beneath them, and then to see them fall?”
As you worked on the other leg, you could see how hard he was getting, how it looked as though he might break the damn zipper on his pants. He was too focused on your nimble fingers and dangerous words to even care about his growing erection.
“There’s so much joy in having control over another persons pleasure, but I don’t need to tell you that, do I?” You grab his chin for a moment, pulling him toward you. “Close your eyes.” You whisper.
He closes them and his lips part, breathing in slowly.
“So, what if that person that’s stripped control from you only wants to see you entrenched in throes of pleasure? They want to see you enjoy the feeling of letting go, having no control,” you had finished by now and were simply running your hands across him, tracing each muscle, “no responsibility,” your finger tips were tracing across his neck, “no thoughts,” goosebumps were spreading across his body, “and no worries.”
You pulled away softly, leaving the only thing stimulating him being the tight ropes that had him more submissive than you’ve ever seen him. You rose from the ground and tried to avoid making a single sound until you were standing over him. Grabbing his chin again, you angled it upward, the flames of the candlelight streaking across his face.
“You’ve become so relaxed, Lucifer. You’re nice and pliable. Do you feel that sense of weightlessness?”
“I feel… calm.” He responded and you gently pressed the tip of your foot against his erection through his pants, watching his eyebrows furrow. A silent curse on his tongue.
“Just calm?”
He hasn’t opened his eyes yet, wanting to be your good little demon. “That pressure is intoxicating.”
You took your foot off and if it weren’t for his pride, he would’ve whined. “I should’ve worn heels then.”
He kept his head up for a moment after you let go of his jaw, it was as if he forgot what position you had him in.
“Open your eyes, Lucifer.”
His eyes felt heavy like he could fall asleep. “Yes.”
“Have you ever felt like this before?” You were crouching in front of him, staring with a sultry look across your face.
“No.” His voice was barely a whisper.
“No?” You mocked, grinning at his breathless response.
Instead of blushing and saying some type of retort, all he did was smile and giggle in response, clearly being in some type of new state. Lucifer doesn’t giggle, you’ve found his weak spot.
“Seems as though the avatar of pride does have a weakness and I’ve exposed it.” You stroked his cheek before giving his forehead a kiss.
“Mm.” He hummed, closing his eyes. “I like submitting to you.”
You could cry with how angelic he looked, how cute he was being, and how lucky you were. “Good.”
However… nothing lasts long in the House of Lamentation and thank god the demon, Mammon of course, that just happened to look through Lucifer’s window was entirely silent and just absolutely in shock. And thank god Lucifer didn’t see them or was able to see your expression since he had closed his eyes again.
Uh oh, now it’s not just Mammon. There’s Asmo’s face scrunched into the window, grinning like a fool. Before Mammon could snap a picture, you shot the most dangerous look you possibly could and it was enough to make both of them stumble and then run away. Thank god, you get into domspace just as easily as Lucifer gets into subspace.
This also was what Lucifer was bound in if you want a ref:
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me nightbringer#lucifer x mc#pro mammonologist#obey me lucifer#lucifer is a huge slut#Lucifer is a sub istg#switch Lucifer
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I miss you! I don't want to drag you away from what you're doing now because you seem happy and that's what's most important but I still miss you.
I miss waking up in the morning and seeing you on my dash.
I miss your interpretation of Mammon.
I miss your random horny posts.
I miss your support for the superior and most canon bottom!Lucifer.
wuv u ♡
Awwww thank you Ima cry a 6am I haven’t slept
I still think of mammon and Luci habitually… and use their c.ai 🌝
But that new mammon art had me weak in the knees, imaging mammon sending shower nudes or teasingly inviting you in had me acting up
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From my other account ��😁😁
Highlight of my Sukuna x Reader Longfic on Ao3!
“That’s what you like then?” He had a devious smirk and a threatening glare in his eyes, you could see the ideas running through his head. “You like me mean? You want it to hurt?” He bit his lip and pressed your legs up, holding onto the back of your knees. “You like pain then? Not just the feeling of helplessness, but the hurt gets your cunt throbbing and dripping?”
“It does.” Your answer was weak.
“Speak, brat.” He landed a slap on your left thigh, making you whine.
“It makes my pussy throb, the-the pain does.” Sukuna’s upper set of arms kept you pinned so tightly it stung.
“I can see that. Been a long time since I’ve seen a cunt clench around nothing after being slapped.” He chuckled and spat onto your pussy, watching it slide down a bit before pushing the spit inside.
Theres lots of smut coming in the future of this fic! So read here!
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If obey me had English va’s who would yall want????
Something about mammon screams Todd Haberkorn.
Lucifer… I’m feeling Christopher Wehkamp.
Diavolo… maybe Robert McCollum.
Also obviously Barbatos is J. Michael Tatum. (Sebastian and Barb can have a butler off)
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Who do I gotta ask for some nsfw Lucifer fanart???
Also hey yall.
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What do you think Barbatos would do if we handed him a toasted poptart
He’d say thank you and ask what it is and then take a bite and be disappointed. He’d also scold you greatly and think you’re crazy if you like it.
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Yall im not gonna be too active over here anymore. I’m still writing but the hyperfixation has transferred over to Jujutsu Kaisen!!!!
My account is @satosugusandwich
Very horny over there. Worse than here.
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Hello!!I just wanted to drop in and say, remember that one princess rose even in the og game with THAT one mammon card that made everyone go nuts?, yeah I was revisiting it and I remembered that he was wearing garter belt on his thighs now imagine after the event riding his thighs while he wears the belt (+the outfit and maybe some degradation mixed with praise?) I would physically melt into a puddle 🤤🤤so yeah that's what I've been thinking about all day today
“Never would’ve thought you liked me androgynous too…” Mammon says as you kiss his neck eagerly, sucking and biting as you move along.
“Mhm. I like you always.” You mumbled, tenderly pushing aside his clothes to get a better bite at his collarbone.
“Ah-ha… Mc, you’re doin’ too much to me.” He wraps his arms around your body, seemingly enjoying the too much. You lick at his new bite mark as if to apologize for hurting him.
“I can’t help it… it’s like this version of you has made me go fucking crazy.” You avoid tugging at his hair, scared to ruin the extensions and style. You feel guilty for trying to take him in this form, especially with how much you know he’d tear his own clothes off just to get with you. Perhaps you shouldn’t be who you’re worried about. “Mammon… let me stop—“
“No… you can still touch me.” He pushes you away for a second and sits down. “Just don’t ruffle anything and take a bite out of something else.”
You go over to where he is sitting and drop to your knees, now biting and sucking at the exposed flesh of his thighs. You know this will be exposed for the rest of the night and he should too, but he’s still letting you—
“Aw crap, I can’t be all marked up. I-I-I like your bites and stuff but I’m not about to let Lucifer kill me, ya know. Even if the event is done, he’s still gonna have my tail.”
A pang of sadness hits you, but you relinquish your mouth. “No, it’s okay I get it.” You stand up and go to sit beside him but he grabs your hand.
“I don’t wanna leave ya high and dry, baby. Here, why don’t ya ride my thigh. You like that right?” He’s sincere, you can see it in the lust all over his face, his eyes look even more gorgeous when he wants you especially with the thick eyeliner and perfectly applied shadow adorning his pretty face.
“Yeah. I’d love that.” You go to sit on his clean, unclothed thigh but once again—
“Nah, the other one. Don’t worry about cleaning it, it’s just leather baby.” Mammon has been quite the fan of interjecting as of late. You blink at him before sitting down onto his right thigh while he watches you intently. “There we go.” He says, gently rubbing his thumb along your cheek. “Don’t worry bout rushing, take it nice and slow, Mammon’ll guide ya.”
When the leather brushed against your clothed clit, you understood why he had you switch thighs. “Mammon.” You whispered, starting slow and grinding as hard as you could without hurting yourself.
“So pretty like that, you’re so pretty.” He holds a hand on your hip as you ride his thigh, running his thumb along your skin. “Can’t believe you got this worked up already? Don’t like goin’ slow huh pretty baby?”
You look at him and notice the flush on his face, he’s just as aroused that hypocrite. “I wanna go faster.”
“Aw, you wanna go faster?” He’s really enjoying this power trip in this outfit if he’s talking like Lucifer. “You’re gonna have to wait a little longer, I like watching you melt.”
If it weren’t for how much you loved him, you’d probably smack him for being such a smug asshole, but it only made you throb more. “Mammon…” you whimpered instead.
“Come on now, use your words baby. Beg a bit more and I might let you go faster.” He couldn’t help but grin as you felt your body heat up making you more embarrassed.
“Mammon, can I please go faster? Please?” You begged him softly. You were in control 5 minutes ago what just happened?
“Aw, that’s a little weak don’t you think? Beg, beg more.”
“Please, Mammon, please, let me ride your thigh faster. Please!” You kept begging him, at this point, you knew he wasn’t in the mood to go easy on you.
“So fucking beautiful, you’re perfect when you beg like that. I wanna hear more, baby.” Mammon started to bounce his leg, cheering you on in his own way.
“Please, pleaseee Mammon, let me go faster, I need it so bad. Please Mammon!” You watched his face, waiting to see if he was willing to bless you with any mercy whatsoever.
“Wow, didn’t know you could be so obedient like this. I like seeing you get this desperate, maybe I should deny you more. Would you like that? Would you like if I made you desperate like this more often?”
He was smiling again, a twinkle in his eye as he asked you, he reached for your chin to pull your attention toward him. You didn’t know if you wanted to be honest and say the thought is a lot more fun than the practice at least on your end, or if you wanted to appease him and tell him yes you love being this desperate for him.
“Don’t be shy, Mc, you’ve already begged to just ride a little bit faster, it can’t be too hard to say yes or no.” Man, he can be so mean when he wants to.
“Yes.” Being honest, you do like it, you just don’t like the actual wait. When have you ever been so patient for him?
“So fucking good, that’s right. Wanna go a little faster for me now?” Mammon bounced his leg faster as well.
“Yes.” You were undeniably grateful to be able to ride him like this. “Fuck, it feels so good.” As you picked up your pace, you looked at his cock that was desperate to escape from the clothes he was wearing. Guess you can cut him some slack, he’s probably hiding his desperation behind all of this bravado. Perhaps you can abuse that later.
“Can’t have that right now, treasure. As much as you want me inside you, we just gotta wait. I know it must be so hard for you.” He’s definitely projecting, but fuck, is it hot.
“Mammon, I’m already getting close.” You told him and you could see his cock twitch in response.
“Gonna cum all over my thigh? That what you want? You know what, go ahead and go as fast as you want. I wanna see you lose control.”
His wish is your command. You didn’t hold back anymore, going as fast as you needed to get to your peak. “Mammon, I’m gonna cum!”
“Cum all over me, look at me when you do it.”
You snapped your eyes to his face and in that moment, you came hard. He was breathing heavy as your hole clenched around nothing, so empty, but so satisfied. Your clit throbbed as you released, each touch of the leather now making you jolt from overstimulation. “Mammon! Mammon!” You repeated his name a few strained thank yous as you came. He slowly stopped bouncing his leg as you slowed to a stop. You leaned your head forward to nuzzle into the fur on his shoulder, turning your head to look at his face.
“Was that good enough for you, treasure?” He stroked your face.
“Yes, my Mammon.” You answered him, wanting to cuddle or take his cock or whatever. “I know that wasn’t enough for you.” You told him, already predicting what he was about to say.
“Damn straight it wasn’t. You’re lucky I’m obligated to do something, if not you’d be a twitching mess on the floor, begging for more.” He boasted, looking at you like he won. “Better be ready later cuz I ain’t showin’ mercy.”
“I wouldn’t want you to.” You kissed his cheek and slid off of him, looking at the wet slicked leather garter and then back to his eyes that were clearly hungry to taste it. Instead, he patted it away like it was just some water and stood up.
“I would stay with ya but I gotta go to the after party… you gonna be okay alone?”
“Yeah.” You nodded. “I just gotta pull myself together, I’ll see you there pretty demon.”
He smiled and left the room, normally he’d stay and wait for you, but Lucifer is probably about to tear up the entire party looking for Mammon. You went ahead and cleaned up before going out to the floor, excited as you were to finish the day, you were sure Mammon was doing everything he could to pass the time faster than you were earlier.
You were certainly in for a treat tonight, that is if Mammon doesn’t pass the fuck out directly after the party. Only time will tell.
#obey me#obey me shall we date#mammon x mc#mammon#obey me nightbringer#currently under mammons bed#mammon smut
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Mammon is top tier fr id suck his dick till it was red and sore and had tears running down his pretty face♥️♥️
No cuz yes absolutely and he’d let you
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How many requests do you currently have right now if you don’t mind me asking 🩵
Oh I didn’t see this. Not too many im just writing as I go along. Especially cuz right now my brain isn’t working.
But I love brain food.
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Relatable to the max
Sorry I’ve been gone, lemme just
I WANNA FUCK MAMMON
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oh please elaborate on threesomes between poly!MC, Mammon and Lucifer more cause those HCs were everything.
Oh lawd
First and foremost, I can see Lucifer and Mammon hating the idea of sharing mc at the same time they already have to share them separately and now they have to do it at the same time???? They are gonna argue about it and ruin the mood at least once or twice before they get over it.
They’re very used to one another so they can very easily guess what the other is thinking with Mc. For one, both of them subbing to Mc at the same time is impossible and mammon would openly deny letting Mc dom them ever but then Lucifer would admit it and mammon would be like “okay I let Mc peg me once…five times.”
When one of them is using their mouth on Mc, the other is talking and teasing. Lucifer really likes to be the one in action, so Mammon tends to take over talking Mc to their orgasms. The problem is that Mammon is much better at pleasuring Mc with his mouth, so they try to switch it up a lot mid fuck.
Lucifer loves to hold mc’s chin to face him while Mammon tongue is all the more focused on mc’s bottom half. Lucifer demands eye contact, every time.
Mammon gets jealous but you make it up to him when you say his name when you cum, and not the demon you were looking at.
Lucifer tolerates it because he gets enough alone time with you to know that he can make you louder. Plus, with his busier schedule he gets to pine more, which only makes him more competitive.
Mammon and Lucifer don’t use as many toys when they fuck mc together simply because there’s something about using their own strength to restrain or pleasure Mc together that enhances the experience.
However, if you’re doing something less sex focused like shibari, mammon quite literally can’t restrain himself. Fuck all the art, he just wants to fuck you.
Lucifer loves doing more sensual stuff, despite him being a huge horndog. But if notices you’re wet or hard mid-shibari… oh he has some ideas.
Mammon would then gladly join. But overstimulation is a guarantee with a combination of both demons and any type of rope work or toy… wayyyy tooo muccchhh. You might think you’re strong but you tire out very fast with them.
Intellectually you might want more, but your body is gonna kill you if you push it so aftercare and negotiations are beyond important with Lucifer and Mammon together.
Even when you might want spontaneous fun time they are both super cautious with you.
#obey me#obey me shall we date#mammon x mc#mammon#obey me nightbringer#mammon smut#obey me headcanons#Lucifer x mc#Lucifer#Lucifer smut
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Sorry I’ve been dead!!!!
Mammon and Lucifer Poly Mc HCS!!!
- Lucifer casually kissing a random body part to show affection, especially something more romantic like your hand
- Mammon would just cling like a little kid to mc to show affection
- on his days off, Lucifer loves it when mc lets him sleep in or brings him breakfast and coffee
- Lucifer also is a fan of morning sex
- if all three sleep in the same bed, lots of physical affection takes place and due to mc constantly getting frustrated if they have any back and forth, they decide to silently be frustrated over not having mc exclusively
- however, they also can really be of use to each other, Lucifer is actually grateful when mammon is there because mc is less likely to complain if he has to get up or needs to stretch
- mammon likes having Lucifer there as well because mc can be a lot cuter because two demons make their ego go nuts and mammon likes watching mc wrap Lucifer around their finger
- Lucifer isn’t the biggest fan of all-out threesomes, he prefers if everything is exclusively focused on mc’s pleasure. Mammon and Luci don’t even touch themselves, it’s all mc.
- mammon is the same and with a second hand, he can focus on what he does best which is sweet talk the fuck out of Mc
- their dirty talk styles pair well
- mammon enjoys teasing mc more when with Lucifer be it verbal or sexual
- Lucifer teases during sex 10x as much when mammon is helping pleasure mc
- Mammon finds it entertaining to set up dates for Lucifer and Mc once he gets super comfortable with it being a poly ship
- Lucifer does the same, he also tries to keep Mammon on a leash tho
- the whole Devildom has no clue that mc is with both demons and Lucifer wants to keep it that way because of appearances and mammon doesn’t like it but doesn’t want people to think he’s the “inferior” one
- mammon rather likes it when mc proudly posts either of them or all three of them together in the human world
- mammon likes to turn everything into a game when he’s past the “Lucifer keeps stealing mc from me” stage
- mammon loves making mc shy and quiet whereas lucifer likes to make them need and loud (“I can’t say it omg don’t I can’t say itttt” versus “p…please… I need you to *insert sexual act* now please”)
- they like both mcs but the power trip mammon gets from making mc all timid and Lucifer’s ego trip from getting mc to their breaking point is too strong for them
#obey me#obey me shall we date#mammon x mc#mammon#obey me nightbringer#mammon smut#obey me headcanons#mammon fluff#lucifer x mc#Lucifer#lucifer smut#Lucifer fluff
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The feminine urge to reach 1000 notes
Mammon getting cocky 💛
Literally no plot just me horny for Mammon and like no ending but yeah
“Mm! Ah!” You repeated as his cock filled you repeatedly, skin slapping and resounding in your ears. Mammon grunted over and over, smacking your pretty ass red. “Oh! Mammon!” You cried out. “Mammon! Mammon! Yes!”
“That’s right! Whose pussy is this?”
“Mammon!” You arched your back more, trying to take in more of him as you pressed the side of your head into the mattress. “It’s yours! My pussy is yours, only yours!” You were screaming out his name, letting him pound into you like your pretty cunt was made for him. Shit, it basically was at this rate with how many times he’s painted your insides with his cum. You clenched around him at the thought of him filling you. Even if you didn’t want him anymore, your pussy was now fully trained to take him better then anyone else.
“You want me to fill you? To coat your gorgeous little cunt in my cum?“
“Yes sir! I want you cum inside me! Make me yours, over and over!” Your legs were quivering and with each smack of his hand, your body jiggled, making him want to smack it more and more. Your ass was pretty and red and your pussy was tight and swollen, pulling his fat cock back in, pleading for him to cum in you, you pleading to cum on his cock.
“Gonna take all of it, huh? Want more of me, Mc? More of my cock?” He was getting cocky, hearing you cry out. “How much of me do you want, huh? Want me to fuck you anytime you want? Fill you up everywhere? To bend you over each time you get a single thought of me in your head?”
“Yes! Yes! Cum in me, I want to cum so bad, I need you to cum inside me! Please, please, please!” You pleaded, feeling as his hand gripped into your hair, pulling you back. “That feels so good!”
“Cum for me, Mc, that’s right, keep sayin my name.”
Your eyes rolled back, mouth agape and cries spilling from your lips. “Mam—Mammon! I’m cumming! Ahh!” You screamed, clenching your eyes shut, stuffing your head into the pillow to muffle your cries.
Mammon wasn’t having any of that. “No, no, no, let me hear you. That’s right, good girl. Cum for me, so good.” He pulled your head back up and let you freely sing your praises for him. You shook under him and clenched the fabric under you, screaming for him. “Breathe, baby. That’s my human.” He held you as you convulsed, your orgasm sucking all your strength from you. “So damn cute. So fucking perfect.”
“Mmm… Mmmammon.” You slurred his name as you let your body relax into the mattress.
He rubbed your ass, “I still haven’t cum yet, can you still take me?” He kissed your back and though you felt overwhelmed and exhausted, you arched back up for him.
“Let me feel you cum, Mammon.” You turned your head, just enough to look back at him as he started fucking into you, once again. “Yes, I want you to cum inside me, please, let me feel your cum! This pussy is all yours, I belong to you!” Your words went to his head, coaxing him to cum as fast as you could.
“Yeah? Beg more, tell me how much you want me.” He huffed, the words staggered and grunted.
“I want your cum, I want you to fill me over and over again. You always fuck me so good, fuck my pretty pussy till I can’t stand it. It’s like you were made to fuck me. You feel so fucking good, cum in me, please, Mammon.”
He grunted and dug his fingers into your hips, leaning over as if you were now in a mating press. “Mm! S’right, take my fucking—ah! Ah!” He came in you, harder than he thought he ever could, and you could feel each rope as it filled you perfectly. His volume almost outshone yours, his grunts filling your ears. “That’s right. You take it so damn good.”
“That’s my demon, always filling me so good.”
“Mhmm.” He chuckled and pulled out. “Good human. Good girl.” The two of you slumped down into a spooning position and he kissed your neck, bringing smiles to both of your faces.
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Heheheheheheheehehehehehehehehe
— [ cucking ] mammon + fem!reader + lucifer
mdni. oral male receiving, fingering, use of she/her, mammon is, like always, hanging from the ceiling
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“Lucifer you piece of s—” from the corner of your eye, you notice how the oldest flicks his wrist, bringing silence to the room except for a subtle muffled grunt of complaints, and the wet sloppy noise coming from where your mouth slides up and down his cock.
“it's the fourth time this week, Mammon” Lucifer mutters petting your hair, not really paying attention to the blue eyed, “you brought this upon yourself, I hope it's enough punishment for your betting tendencies to stop”
there's another quieted huff of annoyance from your back, and you're certain Mammon's face must be flushed with anger, the blood rushing to his head and most definitely, the lewd sight of your curved back and pussy already drooling from barely a couple of minutes of sucking dick.
“her mouth is wonderful” Lucifer exhales, spreading his covered legs before sliding a single hand across the expanse of your back, middle and pointy finger coming to the sides of your pussy coated in slick, “and she's so wet” it comes in a breathy chuckle that only infuriates Mammon further, “you wish to be filled from both sides, don't you?”
you nod quickly, sliding his cock out of your mouth with a pop before muttering an agreement, eyes hazy as the man teases your entrance until the tip of his fingers sink into your wetness.
“it's a pity” he grins, continuing to finger fuck your cunt with precise thrusts that leaves you gripping the hem of his shirt, kitten licking his length while ignoring the hmph's that Mammon half scream, desperate to release his throbbing hard cock into your pretty hole.
“perhaps if you cum around my fingers, I will consider untying him”
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I’ve been busy and gone too long so reminder that Mammon is the love of my life, the stars to my moon, my beautiful wife, my dashing husband
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♡‧₊˚ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧.
in a little, loving cavern carved out for quiet tenderness, mammon very softly thanks you for putting up with him, for not getting sick of him, for not seeing him as an obnoxiously lost cause. he holds you, his tinted cheeks hidden by the way he buries himself into the crook of your neck.
when you murmur with fingers grazing through tousled locks of white in gentle gestures that you don’t tolerate him, you don’t put up with him, that you love him, adore him even, and you have fun with he and all his habitual mischief, his arms hold you just a bit tighter. securely. his commitment to cling.
you swear you feel the softness of puckered lips against your flesh, but when you ask, you only get, “what’re ya talkin’ about, huh? as if i’d put my precious lips on the likes of you.”
and you roll your eyes, delighted by the sound of both his fondness and smile in the softness of his voice as your arms now wrap around his shoulders.
he denies loving you while offering his heart in cradling palms, and you take it every time.
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