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rensphilia · 7 months

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You look so delicious- Beel(smut)

Female reader

Cw: cold play, food play, cunnilingus

Scenario: It was a hot summer day, you were laying on the bed while Beel devours a bunch of popsicles.

You and Beel were chilling (hehe) in your room, the Ac in the house of lamentation was down and no one knew how to fix it. It was incredibly hot today for some reason which was odd. You lay on your stomach, pillow propped under your chin and DDD in hand. Kicking your legs in the air as you entertain yourself through the heat.

Feeling incredibly hot, you had a slim tank top and very short shorts on, hair pulled back into a ponytail. Even with the lack of clothing the heat making you sweat and thighs stick together, it was unpleasant. Besides the beeps and boops from your device, you can hear Beel chomping down a ungodly amount of popsicles.

Despite how fast he was eating, the heat was still causing the cold treat to melt. He pauses and watches the liquid drip onto his hand, it was still quite cold. Getting a idea in mind, he reaches the treat to hover above your voluminous thighs which were exposed for all to see. Drip...

"Ah! That was cold! Why did you do that?"

Before you could even turn around you feel a cold lick, making you jolt.

"Sweet and salty, how delicious."

For some reason that line made the heat between your legs hotter than the rest of your body. Not wanting it to stop, you return to your previous position but paying no mind to the DDD.

Drip..

Drip...

With each droplet, Beel lapped at your flesh, his tongue losing the cool . Now it felt hot in comparison with the liquid. Cold hot, cold hot. Somehow this sensation felt kind of good, making you anticipate the next spot.

Beel was practically drooling, he always liked your thighs and ass and with this outfit he could see it all. Moving the popsicle around he decided his next meals, it felt like garnishing his favorite cuisine. He already loved your taste, but the taste of your sweat mixed with the sweet was simply divine.

With this technique he finishes almost a whole popsicle, only part left is the last bit on the stick. He taps on your shoulder, making you un squint your eyes and turn around. Prodding your lips with the popsicle stick he looks at you expectantly.

There wasn't too much left so you fit most of the stick into your mouth to lick and suck. It was very cold and sweet, looking up you see him watching you and gulp. You blush and rub your thighs together for friction and inform him you're done eating. He notices your attempts to get off,

"Do you really like the cold? Then I can do this for you."

He devours another popsicle, and pulls off your bottoms with a reassuring nod from you. He wastes no time to attack your heat, you arch your back and whimper from the cold. His tongue feeling much more prevalent, first he lick up and down your heat. Using his fingers to spread the lips apart he draws circles around, and finally flicking the clit.

He knows exactly how you like being eaten out, lapping tirelessly at your entrance. Feeling all of your juices flowing out from pleasure he groans against your pussy, hands gripping your thighs. He brushes your legs and thighs softly, slightly tickling your inner thighs, before returning to it's place of grabbing and feeling how soft they were.

Feeling your legs quiver, he gets up with a flushed expression and starts undressing as well. You whimper at not being able to cum, and pout at him

"I can't help it, you look so delicious."

Leaning down to kiss you, you taste residue sweet and the flavor of yourself. He sinks his cock into you, not meeting much resistance because of his long prep. His tongue tangling with yours, and swiping at your lips, trailing down to your neck and just tasting all of you. He sets a steady pace, so he could savor your flavors and how you feel around him.

You grab onto his orange hair while spewing out nonsense and the sweetest sounds he ever heard. Legs clamping around and pulling him in, hips rutting trying to get off. He picks up pace, slamming full length into you and grunts and pants against your skin as well. Holding his hips still and throwing your head back with one last cry you cum around him, causing him to finish as well.

From that point on, the freezer was always stocked with all kinds of popsicles and ice creams and such. The rest of the brothers were confused while your face was hotter than that summer day.

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rensphilia · 7 months

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Lactation Kink Headcanons For Levi ~ ♡

(He looks so hot here, what the fuck )

☆TW: look there's a lot goin' on here—breastfeeding the otaku, monsterfucking vibes, weird demon tongue, tail fucking, I subscribe to the theory that Levi has two cocks, no gendered terms but use of the word "breast/s"

SORRY IF IT GETS TOO WEIRD AAAAAAAA

Omg omg I feel so dirtyyy writing this ahhhh im gonna cryyyyy..........uh...well.....enjoy~ 🥴🥲

♡ Levi is a pervert—though, buried under many layers of embarrassment, shame, and self-hatred

♡ Did you assume Levi got into lactation kink stuff because of hentai? Cool, because you'd totally be right. His favorites are the ones where people are getting milked by tentacles and stuff. He also really loves the ones where the guy is getting a nursing-handjob. Like he wants that so bad (and you can give it to him! ♡)

♡ He'd never tell you about that on his own though. The only way you'd ever even find out he does have a breastfeeding kink is because he left a hentai tab or something open on his computer

♡ He'll only do it with you when you both are completely alone, with no risk of anyone seeing or walking in. On those late nights when the two of you are up playing videogames, or binging a new anime

♡ And even after he's done this with you several times, he's still super embarrassed about it. Always turning into a blushing mess the second he lays his head in your lap, covering his face as if to hide from your gentle gaze

♡ You have to place your breast against his mouth first—giving him "permission"—because he's always just too nervous and ashamed of himself to make the first move

♡ He'll also keep asking for your consent (especially at first), reaffirming that you're still okay with all this ".....is....i-is this still okay....?"

♡ Levi has a very peculiar tongue, not unlike a snake's—dark purple and smooth, long, ending in a fork that tapers into two thin tips. He can also move the tips of the fork independently of each other, which is useful in many ways, as you might imagine~

♡ This odd tongue shape also means that he can't, well, latch onto your breast in the same way as someone with a normal tongue would. Rather, he uses the sticky, tendril-like forked tips of it to cinch around you n*pple, using the little appendages to squeeze your milk out into his mouth

♡ It does look very bizarre if he moves his lips away for a moment and you see it. But try not to freak out and make any sort of shocked noise. He may interpret that as disgust or disapproval, and may suddenly become very ashamed and panic

♡ Its easy to tell when he's starting to feel more comfortable and relaxed though, because he always shifts into demon form. Its unclear if he does this intentionally or if he just does it unconsciously, perhaps as a response to this level of intimacy

♡ Touch and pet his horns while he suckles from you please?? That kind of attention when he's in demon form is especially important to Levi. It shows that you love and accept him in the truest form of who he is

♡ Whisper to him, and tell him how cute/handsome he is. He really doesn't hear it often enough

♡ He'll make use of his tail, using it to grope and squeeze your other breast, or perhaps using it to pull aside the cloth covering your heat, before slowly slipping it up into your tight entrance

♡ He loves to look up at you while his mouth is full of your milk, watching your eyes water and your cheeks flush bright red, hearing your whimpers as his tail squirms around deep up inside your body—as far as it'll go (or at least as far as you'll let him)

♡ It gets both his cocks just so fucking hard. You can feel just how excited it makes him too, the way the pinching around your teat becomes tighter as he starts to rut one of his cocks up into his own hand, the other left twitching and leaking for your attention~

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I always get so nervous when i post these 😅

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Ugh, fuck, where can I get a box like that...?

Ok, so I can't remember who posted the original post this is based on, but I remember a fic/post were Lucifer has this magical tentacle box, were every time he opens it a bunch of tentacles spourt out and fucks him?

He magical wards the door so none of his brothers can get inside of his room, but you know who canonical can pass through Lucifer's wards?? Us.

So imagine, after a long day of dealing with his brothers and council work, Lucifer comes home and immediately heads to his room. Placing the wards up he's quick to shed off his clothing and take out the box.

Opening the lid, a familiar flog rolls out of the box as tentacles begin pouring out. Taking the box towards his enormous bed, he places it at the foot of the bed while he makes himself comfortable at the headboard.

It doesn't take long before tentacles begin tracing his body. Exploring his body like they done countless times before. Wrapping themselves around his cock, Lucifer let's out a breathy moan. Lucifer sees no shame in begging the tentacles for more, seeing as they can't actually hear him.

"Fu-fuck! Please, please fuck me already. I need it."

Finally, after what feels like eons to Lucifer, the tentacles circle his hole and press inward. A loud screech echos throughout his room as the tentacles immediately move at a punishing pace. Not giving him a lick of mercy as they pound harshly into his prostrate.

The room is soundproof, so none of his brothers can hear what's going in inside of his room. Like the attic though, you're able to hear.

Stepping inside of the house of Lamentation you're meet with the sound of....Groaning? You think for a spilt second that the house is haunted. Tip toeing down the hallway, the moaning gets louder and louder as you get closer to Lucifer's door, and the idea that the house is haunted is quickly disproven.

Pressing your ear against the door you hear signature Pathetic Lucifer(tm) sounds as well, a slooping sound? Confused and curious, you quietly open the door and sneak inside.

You think you're dreaming the second you lay eyes on Lucifer. He's pressed against the headboard, red tentacles wrapping around his arms and holding him down. A few of them are pumping his cock fiercely, while others are pounding into his hole.

Rubbing your eyes, you confirm that this is not a dream. Smirking you lean against Lucifer's desk, content to take in the sights before Lucifer spots you.

It takes a while for him to realize you're even there. Too preoccupied by getting his dick and hole abused by tentacles to look around. Clearing your throat Lucifer's head snaps up and he locks eyes with you.

"M-Mc! What- ah - what are you doing here?!" He cries out, cutting his words off with a moan as a practically harsh tentacle gabs his prostrate.

"Oh you know. Chilling. Checking on your paperwork." You say casually, thumbing through the pile of documents on Lucifer's desk.

Lucifer goes to say something else, but his words die in his throat as the tentacles pick him up and manhandle him.

"Oh, don't mind me. Just continue what you're doing." You wave off.

Lucifer moans as the tentacles spread his legs towards you, like they're trying to show off. He knows that they're not sentient enough to have its own thoughts and feelings, just know how to pleasure someone, but some times he thinks it's able to read minds and chose the most devious thing to do. Hence the displaying.

Turning around at the moan, you feel the air being knocked out of your chest as you look at Lucifer. Hair tossed, face flushed, and a dick so hard and drooling it looks like it physically hurts. You can't help yourself, you charge forward and capture his lips with a kiss.

Lucifer moans against you. Pulling back you take one look of his fucked out face before diving back in. Biting and sucking on his neck you create the most beautiful of hickeys.

Your hands wander to the one place the tentacles aren't touching, his nipples. You give them a firm tug, earning you a gasp. To make up for it you rub sweet circles into his nipples, grinning as Lucifer melts against your touch.

Shifting backwards, you take a good look at the tentacles.

"Do they have suckers?" You ask.

Lucifer shakes his head, not trusting his voice. Humming you grap a tentacles, it's smooth and slightly wet, not unlike a tongue.

Shifting off the bed Lucifer cries after you, moving towards you as much as the tentacles allow him to. Giggling you pat his head, reinsuring him before making your way to the box.

The tentacles more out of the way as you examine it. You're not totally fluent in ancient Demonic, but thanks to Satan, you got the basics down.

"Hey Luci! Apparently there's an enchantment to change the feel of the tentacles!"

Lucifer groans in response, and you take that as permission to continue. Clearing your throat, you speak the ancient Demonic words and hope that you're pronouncing them correctly.

When you finish you watch in awe as the tentacles begin to change. With a glimmer the tentacles grow small appendages, tendrils, and suckers. Lucifer moans at the sensation, the tiny tendrils rubing against his slit and overwhelming him completely. While the tentacles in his ass grow even larger.

"There's a sucker!" You exclaim, picking up a tentacle and moving it towards his chest. For some reason the tentacles have no problem with you moving them, even as they hold Lucifer down.

Pressing the sucker against his nipples, Lucifer immediately cries out. Back straightening, Lucifer falls against you. Catching him you rub his back soothingly before he shots cum all over your lap.

You work Lucifer through his orgasm, rubbing his back and peppering his face in kisses. Panting, Lucifer comes down from his high, only to squirm when he realizes the tentacles hasn't stopped.

"T-too much." He pants out, writhing against you. Grinning you push Lucifer back against the bed. Hovering ontop of him you give him your best Sadastic Smile, earning a shiver from him.

"Come on Luci, you can take a bit more can't you? I mean, it was you who rushed home so you could get dicked down by a tentacle box."

Lucifer groans at your words, already knowing that he's going to be in for a long night.

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Leviathan Hellfire newt Syrup

A series. Find more on Instagram @Arhi.weebs.

WARNING: smut. Lots of smut. (F)

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He knew it was coming. He’s tasted it before, he knew the taste. How stupid could mammon really be? Dumbass purposely poured an entire bottle into the Babylon curry to “give it a new flavor.” And “and a spicy taste.” It was spicy for sure but not in the way one would thought.

The taste itself was more sweet than anything. It tasted like a sort of tangy honey mustard. A perfect mixture of bitter and sweet, creating the most perfect bittersweet masterpiece. A taste that was easy to identify for a few demons. Leviathan being one of them.

The second he realized blush shot across his face. Turning his pale skin a deep rosey red. His eyes instantly darted to MC. He crossed his legs, giving it a little squeeze. He looked around the table to see if any of his brothers noticed. Those idiots seemed perfectly fine. It’s fine, it wouldn’t last long anyways.

“I-I- I have to go!” He stuttered and stood up abruptly. Shaking the table a bit as he did. He pushed back his food and gave a panicked bow before scurrying off.

Everyone paused and looked at each other confused. It’s not like it wasn’t normal. This is LEVIATHAN we’re talking about here.

The rest of the dinner went on in silence. Each of the brothers getting increasingly anxious throughout the night. One leaving the table after the other until there was just MC left.

You let out a deep sigh as you gave up on eating. Putting your dish in the sink and giving it a little scrub. You decided to go check on Levi. Trenching up the creaky stairs to the dorms. You knocked on his door. It wasn’t too late you knew he wasn’t sleeping.

“Levi?” You knocked on the door and it opened ever so slightly. So you just took the liberty of just walking in.

The image that laid in front of you had your jaw dropping. There levi was sitting in his gaming chair. His pants down and his shirt was off. He had scratched on his chest, clearly he made them himself. He was in his demon form.

His eyes started to you. His cock was hard and throbbing. It’s tip red and swollen.

“Mc? Oh gods. Don’t look at me.. I-I’m so lewd and perverted. I’m sorry. Such a loser.”

He panted through his words. Yet he said it in such an odd way. His voice sounded laced with a tease. He stood up, looking at you with a different type of need.

“You’re so lucky. You don’t have to deal with this. Of course this happened to a yucky loser Otaku like me.” He stood tall over your figure.

Looking down at you as he inched closer. Backing you up against the door. It closing on your impact against it. He smiled. His blue split tongue showing ever so slightly along with his pointy teeth.

“Whoops. Looks like I forgot to lock the door. How stupid of me.” His eyes never left yours as he reached down and locked the door.

Your face was flushed red. You put your hands up onto his chest.

“I wouldn’t do that. I’m barely holding back as it is. So perverted of me. I wouldn’t want to be friends with a pervert like me either.”

He dipped his head into the crook of your neck. He groaned as his hands found their way under your clothes to fondle with your soft body. So warm against his cold hands.

“Please forgive me MC.” Was the last thing he said before you picked you up. A small yelp came from you as you clinged to him.

Suprised by his strength but he isn’t the 3rd eldest for no reason.

He sat you down in his gaming chair. Looking down at you as he pumped his cock a few times. Faint sounds of moaning could be heard….. he was watching hentai on his computer. He didn’t turn it off either.

He just focused on you. Seeing how worked up he was turned you on. Seeing him in a new light. The second you were put in the chair you worked off your clothes. Undressing yourself and blushing hard as you did it. You could feel his eyes tracking you while you moved.

You wiggled your pants off and discarded them to the side. Opening up your legs and setting them up on the arms of his chair. Having yourself on display for him. Which he seemed to like. His face flushed red. For a second you could see that confidence he had waver slightly.

He shook his head. “I’m so yucky. Very yucky and stupid, perverted and idky. A dumb Otaku.” He spilled a bunch of degrading words about himself over and over.

He fumbled a bit trying to take the rest of his clothes off so he was fully naked along with you. While he did so, he tail had a mind of its own.

Making its way up the chair and slithering it’s way right inside you. You saw it coming, and you sure as hell didn’t deny it.

A soft moan leaving your lips. Your whole body tensing up the farther his tail pushed its way inside you. Starting off at a small point only to grow in girth the more it went.

He didn’t even notice at first. He thought that sensation he felt was just the aphrodisiac. He wasn’t surprised though. Pulling his shirt off his head, he cocked his head to the side as he looked at you.

“See? I told you? I’m just so icky and yucky.” He said in a more bland voice. His cock twitching as he watched his tail disappear into you. Shivers sending down his spine as he watched your face twist and turn.

Watching as your eyes roll back. And watching as your turned into a puddle in his chair. He clenched his jaw. His hand taking a grip around his cock.

He shuddered and pumped his cock as he watched you. His tail did the same. Pumping its way in and out of you. It’s pace only increasing over time. Your hands ran over your body and moans spilled from your mouth. Seeing how Levi looked at you. Knowing that this was his tail inside you. It was enough to make your first orgasm rumble up and pour out of you. Your legs shaking as your orgasm came.

He grunted feeling you clench around his tail. You moved his hips pathetically trying to get more of him and his tail. He took the note and pushed in deeper which only made a second orgasm crash. Your body shook this time. Not use to the quick orgasms. Your body so overstimulated.

Yet, you still eached a hand down and rolled circles onto your clit to add the stimulation. You started to whine.

His body jerked here and there.. it went for a Mintue or two. Until he couldn’t take it anymore. It was so intimate. The room was hot at the atmosphere was heavy yet you both weren’t even touching each other. Not with your bodies completely anyways.

His tail fell out of you and a gasp and whine came too. “W-wait!” You choked out.

Not like he was done. Cum had leaked out his tip. He was so quiet you didn’t even notice.. yet his dick still twitched and throbbed. He stood up and went to you.. gripping onto the chair as his cock plowed into you.

Your arms instant wrapped around him. His head found its way to bury into your neck. His slick-covered tail wrapped around your body. Holding you perfectly in place for him as he fucked you. The poor gaming chair dared to break under the pressure. Levi had more length than girth and it sure as hell didn’t stop him from burying inside you.

He started to whimper into your skin. His demon nails digging into your plush skin, almost drawing blood. He was fast now. It was clear he was trying to get his own high now. So frustrated from the newt syrup. He pounded into you.

Both your hips met and loud moans left you. You felt your stomach twist. Such a pretty thing building up.

Your hips bucked when his dick scratched your sweet spot. Your eyes rolled back and a gasp escaped. Your nails dug until Levi’s shoulders and he whimpered from it.

It wasn’t until you felt his cock twitched inside you that your final orgasm rushed through you.

Feeling all your pretty juices pour around him and feel you tighten around him. He let out loud whimpers. His body jolting as he pulled out and came. Long white strands of cum flew out onto your chest. His head flew back and he scratched at his chest as he came. Heavy breathing and moans came from him.. who knew he had so much cum inside him.

He looked down at you. Poor boy was so exhausted now. He wasn’t used to all that moving. He blushed red seeing your body covered in his cum. His dick finally went soft. And normal Levi came back to his sense, shifting out of his demon form. He scrambled around embarrassed and tended you and your needs.

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rensphilia · 7 months

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I feel like Levi would give the best head. No thoughts, just absolutely pussydrunk Levi laying on his back as you crush him to death with your thighs. His tail wrapped around your waist, trying to push you further down his tongue (Sea Demon tounge go brrrr).

Ooh or his tail curls up your entire body, the tip forcing it's way down your mouth so it muffles your moans. He would be so whiny about it too, looking up at you as if it's your fault he's so obsessed.

Then after looking at your self in the mirror, your skin having an imprint of his scales~

I swear I love this man

Nsfw!

Ughhh I love pussydrunk Levi <333

Levi eats you out for his pleasure!!- I just know it~ He could stay down there for literal hours ‘n if it was up to him, he would.

He loves the way you react to his cool tongue, the way you whine and squirm and squeeze your thighs around his head-

Even after you’ve cum a few times Levi still refuses to let you off, instead he wraps his tail around tighter, pulling you closer!! Absolutely hell bent on making you cum a few more times at least.

You’d have to find the strength to physically push yourself off of him and sometimes that doesn’t even work, he just looks at you confused and let’s out a whine, like a puppy and you’re keeping him from a treat.

Levi doesn’t understand that you need a break- it feels good doesn’t it?? He’ll be panting and begging “please- please? Just one more!! I’ll s-stop after that!- please! You just taste so good, need ‘s more!!” Honestly the only through in his mind is you and your cute, wet pussy.

Don’t be surprised if he ends up cumming in his boxers- and just keeps eating you out-

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DAY TWO • OVIPOSITION (ft. leviathan)

tw: teratophilia, egg laying, afab!seahorseperson!reader (?), sub!half serpent!levi, seahorse abortions, idk serpent on seahorse sex but they’re both people form or something I don’t know what’s happening here either

“Ah—! Nngh…”

You’d been visiting Levi for a school project for a while, maybe a few times a week. It started as regular study sessions to discuss the preparations, but slowly, it began to evolve into something more… friendly?

Oftentimes, the two of you played games and chatted together, abandoning your work, although today was a little different. Since your dormitory was being cleaned after an incident involving freshwater, you had to stay at the House of Lamentation, bunking with Levi under Lucifer’s order.

One thing led to another, and somehow, you ended up looking down at him, running your ovipositor along his vent, getting him comfortable.

“Please, nnn…” he wasn’t sure what he was begging for, but his whines were music to your ears. “I can’t— ah… Mmmph…”

“Come on, hun,” you kissed his neck sweetly, suckling at the soft skin, “you can take it.”

He gasped at the feeling, body twitching under your hands as tears welled in his golden eyes, hands flying up to grip your shoulders.

“Are you ready?” You circled the bones protruding from his hips with your thumbs, finally situated inside him.

He nodded, eyes fluttering shut, body still tense around you. “Y—yeah… yeah.”

“Relax for me, honey.” You caressed his waist, getting him to loosen his hold on you while you let the first egg ease its way into his vent. “You’ll break them at this rate.”

He melted into your touch, letting out a breath. “I—I’m trying, okay…?”

The more you stuffed in, the more relaxed he got, and at some point, he’d begun to just stare at his stomach, watching it bulge just barely.

“You’re taking them so well, hun, how does it feel?” You purred into his neck.

He couldn’t respond though, no, he was busy with his eyes glued the the little yellow-red drops filling him up. Cute.

By the time you were done, you discarded the remaining eggs, knowing they weren’t able to be fertilised anyway, and rubbed his swollen belly, watching the way your eggs threatened to pour out at any given moment.

“Wow,” he breathed, face red beyond belief, “I…”

“You wanna take them out now?” You asked, slicking his sweaty bangs away from his forehead to kiss his cheek.

“No, just… let me stay like this a bit longer.”

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Heya, CC - hope you're doing well!

First time submitting off anon but I noticed you didn't have a Flufftober promt yet for Lucifer so I'm hoping to throw my hat in the ring

I sort of hc that MC carries around eyedrops for when Lucifer overworks himself and his eyes start to hurt😅

Idk, nothing too crazy but I think he'd appreciate the little things <3

Looking forward to your uploads regardless! ^.^

Hello there, my friend! It looks like you were still on anon when you sent this, so feel free to reveal yourself if you'd like! But no pressure, you are welcome to stay anon, too. :)

Now listen, this is exactly the kind of thing that would matter so much to Lucifer.

And since this is Flufftober, well... I definitely fluffed it up lol. I sometimes get a little cheesy when writing fluff, but I also feel like that's just the nature of fluff, you know?

Thank you for submitting a prompt!

FLUFFTOBER 2023

GN!MC x Lucifer

Warnings: none!

Lucifer was an important demon. He had a lot of others depending on him, a lot of work he had to do every day, so many demands on his time. It required all of his energy to keep on top of everything and yet he managed to do it. And he made it look easy.

To everyone else, Lucifer was the one they could always turn to for help. He could take care of anything. The responsibilities he shouldered were heavy things that he carried every day and he never faltered.

And then you showed up. You became another person for him to take care of and at first he only did it because Diavolo wanted him to. But as time passed, he had to admit to himself that he enjoyed your company. There was something about your very presence that made all of his burdens seem lighter.

For a while, Lucifer just allowed this reality to exist within him. His pride let him tell you directly that he liked when you were beside him, but his pride also prevented him from telling you why.

Lucifer noticed right away when you started doing things that perhaps would mean very little to someone else. You would do something as simple as asking him if he had eaten yet or when the last time he stood up from his desk was. Things nobody else would think to ask because they would just assume that Lucifer was on top of it the way he was with everything else.

But every time you checked in like that, every time you brought him coffee without him needing to ask, every time you simply showed up to sit in his office with him, every time you did some insignificant thing to lighten his load, Lucifer fell for you just a little bit more. He didn't even realize it was happening.

It was a late night and Lucifer still had piles of paperwork to get through. He would never say it out loud, but he was fairly certain that this was some leftover torture method that the Devildom never quite phased out. He was hunched over his desk, fully consumed in the work before him, determined to get through the current pile before the night was over.

You were sitting across from him, quietly reading a book. You often sat up with him, even if every half hour he tried to get you to go to bed. You would just smile at him and say that you weren't tired.

And Lucifer let it go for another half hour. He let it go because he wanted you there.

When he finally finished the last page of the pile he was working on, Lucifer sat up straight, leaned back in his chair, and sighed heavily.

You looked up from your book. "You're finally done!"

Lucifer smiled at you, but it was a weak, tired smile. "I only succeeded because you were here with me, MC."

You rolled your eyes. "Oh sure, Mr. Why-Don't-You-Go-To-Bed-Now."

Lucifer chuckled. He put down his pen and rubbed at his eyes, fingers pressing into them as they burned.

He didn't see you standing up from your chair, but he opened his eyes when he heard you put your book down on his desk. He watched as you pulled a small bottle of eye drops from your pocket and handed it over to him.

Lucifer took the bottle and looked at it with a baffled expression before looking back at you.

"You're rubbing your eyes again," you said, as if it was obvious. "So use some eye drops."

Lucifer frowned. "Do you have problems with your eyes, MC?"

Now it was your turn to look confused. "What? You're the one whose eyes are hurting, not me."

"But you carry these drops in your pocket," Lucifer said. "You must need them if you keep them on your person all the time."

You blinked for a moment, then smiled a little sheepishly. "Oh. Well. I started carrying them for you. This isn't exactly the first time I've seen you rubbing your eyes like that."

Something thudded in Lucifer's heart. Something he didn't know about until that very moment. Something that had been working so hard and taking care of so much that it had forgotten the feeling of someone else taking care of him.

It was so small. Such a little thing. And yet, for Lucifer Morningstar, it was everything.

He put the bottle down on the desk. He would use them in a minute. Right then, he cared far more about coming around his desk to hold you.

You seemed a little surprised when he put his arms around you without speaking. But after a moment, you pressed your face into him, as though his embrace was the one place where you belonged.

The way you so effortlessly made his life better with every little thing you did indicated to Lucifer that it was indeed where you belonged. Right there, beside his heart.

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Wait a minute now hold on! Vampire Asmo makes the most sense to me out of everyone. He's the avatar of lust and what's most commonly known about vampires? Their bloodlust is usually the first thing one would think of. Like I already love to see the demons with the more "monstrous" attributes but this event? Flawless. This is purely me having an absolute thirst for demons being possessive and wanting to mark/scent their person up. 🤭

You're right—Asmodeus as the Avatar of Bloodlust is amazing. A little scary, though.

Vampire!ASMODEUS x gn!Reader, 1.1k words, nsfw, dark themes if you squint.

Content warnings: canon-typical vampire behaviour: possessiveness/jealousy, obsessive/unhinged thoughts, implied violence/murder, spicy towards the end.

more from the vampire!au

Vampire!Asmodeus whose aura is more alluring now, and it's stronger and more seductive than the strongest charm magic. He hopes he never has to use it on you.

Vampire!Asmodeus who falls even more in love with you because there's nothing more romantic than you willingly giving him your blood. He cries the first time he feeds from you because he loves you so much and you're so precious to him, and you taste so good...

Vampire!Asmodeus who is more sensitive to smell now than ever before. He loves your scent, but smelling others on you triggers possessive fury deep inside him. You should only smell like him.

Vampire!Asmodeus who is extremely clingy when you’re in public or around other vampires and demons. He’s not shy about being affectionate with you where others can see. He wants them to see how much he loves you. He isn’t shy about warning others to stay away from you if they get too close. His aura crackles with power and he growls, deep and menacing in his chest, at anyone that tries to touch you. It’s the only warning they’ll get.

(Vampire!Asmodeus who always knows if someone dared to approach you when he wasn’t around to scare them off. Your scent is tainted, and he gently coaxes the truth from you—you might not mention it if he doesn’t bring it up first. You shrug it off as silliness because everyone knows you’re together, and he hides his rage with fake smiles and gentle teasing. He waits until later, when you’re sated and fast asleep in his bed, before he goes hunting for vermin that should know their place.)

Vampire!Asmodeus who secretly likes taking you to public places where he can show off to everyone else that you’re his. When possessiveness simmers deep inside him, his emotions—his love for you, his lust for your body and your blood—amplifies tenfold. He's desperate for everything you can give him. Feeding from you and fucking you is so much sweeter when he’s overwhelmed with passion.

Vampire!Asmodeus who takes you to places like The Fall when he wants to indulge in a night of bloodlust and depravity with you. His hands roam your body and linger on your pulse points so he can feel your heartbeat beneath his fingertips. The heat of the dance floor causes your blood to pump faster and it enhances your delicious scent and taste even more.

Vampire!Asmodeus whose rumbling purr builds to a growl in his chest as crushes your lips together. He licks into your mouth and his fingernails dig into your hips when your tongue brushes against one of his fangs. His eyes blaze bright with possessive rage when he glares over your shoulder at the others watching nearby. He knows they're staring at you like a piece of meat, but they can’t have you because you’re his.

Vampire!Asmodeus who grinds his cock against you in search of friction because he wants you to know exactly how much you affect him. Bloodlust tinges the edge of his vision with red when you reach between your bodies and squeeze the hardened length against your hip.

(Vampire!Asmodeus who momentarily thinks about wiping that teasing smirk from your face by pushing you to your knees so he can choke you on his cock and paint your lips with his cum.)

Vampire!Asmodeus who can barely resist the urge to bite you now. He leads you off the dancefloor towards the private room he keeps on reserve for his use—he wants you so badly, he can hardly stand it—

Once you're alone, Vampire!Asmodeus rips your clothes to tatters as he backs you towards the bed and covers your naked body with his own. Your skin is so warm and glistens with sweat, and the sweet aroma of your blood and your arousal nearly makes him drool as he stares down at you.

Vampire!Asmodeus who is stunned by the love and lust reflected in your own eyes, and he wants you so badly but he won’t risk hurting you by rushing things. He murmurs his love and praise against your neck as his fingers tease between your legs and prepare you for his cock. He's so desperate for your blood on his tongue and your body clenching around his, but above all else, he needs to hear you say you love him too.

“You’re all mine, aren’t you?” he whines between open-mouthed kisses along your jaw. “You’re so beautiful and so perfect, I love you so much.”

His eyes meet yours when you cup his cheek so softly with your palm. “I love you too,” you say, trailing off into a high-pitched moan as his fingers scissor inside you and stretch you even more. You arch your back against his chest and roll your hips to try and fuck yourself on his fingers, but it’s not enough. “Please, I’m ready, I want you so badly—”

Vampire!Asmodeus who finally sinks his fangs into your neck at the same time he buries his cock deep inside you. His hips move in sync with the greedy, slurping pulls of blood he coaxes from your veins. He groans when you come first, your body tightening around his cock like the sweetest vice until he comes too.

Vampire!Asmodeus who licks the wounds on your neck to expedite their healing. His mouth is smeared with crimson and his eyes are glossy and unfocused. He groans when you pull him to your mouth for a sloppy, desperate kiss as pleasure surges through you.

(Vampire!Asmodeus who wonders if you like tasting your blood on his tongue after he's fed from you. Part of him wants to offer you his blood too—do you think about it sometimes, like he does?)

Vampire!Asmodeus who slides down your body because he’s still hungry for you. He bites into the soft, plush skin of your thighs and drinks while your hands tangle in his hair. He chases the taste of your blood with the cum and slick that coats your skin. He alternates drinking from your thighs and making you come with his mouth over and over until your voice is hoarse from screaming his name.

Vampire!Asmodeus who gathers you in his arms and curls around you protectively when you're ready to sleep. He licks his lips and hums happily at the delicious taste of your blood and cum that still coats his tongue. He traces the lingering bite marks on your neck and thighs as you drift off to sleep, the neat lines of puncture wounds arranged in shapes of the letter ‘A’.

Vampire!Asmodeus who loves you more than anything or anyone else, including himself.

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“Those demons are my friends, so I suggest you back. Off.”

Wanted to see Luke as a badass, and @noosey-woosey made this wonderful “Despair” card border~ though i made it gold so it would contrast better.

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Head empty. Lucifer mating press.

- Dae・✦

canon facts : Lucifer's favorite sex position is matting press.

of course, that doesn't mean he can't enjoy the pleasures of your delicious body bouncing on his lap, of the way your ass ripples from his hard thrusts from behind.

but there's something about watching your face framed by your own legs, contorted in pleasure with sobs and whimpers escaping red bitten lips as you clench around his cock, urging him to fuck you full like any other night.

he wants to claim you, to stuff you night after night of his thick cum, the mere thought of you being full of him making his cock and heart swell, what a romantic man he is.

Lucifer takes pride in knowing he's the reason of your current fucked out expression, making sure you're aware of the same fact by whispering in your ear how fucking good you feel, like if you were made just for him. his fingers making way towards your chin, thumbing your lips and caressing on your tongue just slightly, it's delicate, and much different from his punishing thrusts directly on your sweet spot, hips never stopping in a display of incredible stamina and sex drive as he continues to pump his seed inside of you over and over again.

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So, yesterday I was out with my mom and I saw a dude walking wearing his clothes exactly like this and of course my immediate thought was "that's so satan core" so now you have to see this too.

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I can take it I promise 🛐🛐

Source here!

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୨୧ # C.WARMING HEADCANONS

feat. solomon x gn!mc | barbatos x gn!mc | simeon x gn!mc contents. reader's body is not specified! , cockwarming, pet name usage! (my love), very soft u_u, exhib for sol if you squint, sub!mc, these guys are very touchy lol genre. headcanons/drabbles, smut words. 1367 note. I'm back !! sorry for disappearing for a while, got busy yada yada. have something that's surprisingly not JUST solomonzjzjzjz enjoy<3

solomon. 𖦹

Solomon is an asshole, plain and simple. He loves doing things that'll rile you up. He loves watching you squirm under his gaze in embarrassment. Adores it when his words and especially his actions make you so nervous. It's adorable to him. He makes a game out of it.

So it's no wonder he'd suggest something so lewd. Only something like this would come out of his perverse mind. Though, you guess you're not any better nor innocent since you agreed to it— the idea of doing something so indecent in public is thrilling.

Solomon had proposed an idea to take you to one of the more empty classrooms that only get used sometimes and are locked most of the time. Sol loves mischief. It was easy for him to sneak into these rooms without anyone noticing. You wouldn't be so nervous about it if it were that alone.

Instead, Solomon had proposed a "fun" game, have you sit on his cock while he teases you— if you can get through it without letting out any moans or whines, he'll fuck you nicely<3. You'd be lying if your insides didn't get all fluttery at the idea of Solomon pounding into you with his fingers shoved into your mouth, trying to keep you quiet; it was too much of a tempting offer to decline.

So here you are, sitting on the empty teacher's chair on Solomon's lap. His cock buried deep into you with no movement besides the occasional twitch of him inside you. Solomon's lips lightly ghosted over your skin as his cold hands traced over your body. Your shirt was unbuttoned, and your pants and underwear were discarded onto the floor.

Solomon kissed your chest, his mouth finding your nipples and lightly sucking on it while his hand played with the other. His hands massaged your inner thighs, occasionally stroking his fingers against your sex. All the while, you had to bite your lip and endure as much as possible without a single moan— it was a bit of a struggle; you couldn't exactly help but move and wiggle your hips a little against Sol, who just smiled and firmly held onto your hips to keep you straddled down. Your breathing was uneven and heavy; you kept pulling Solomon into kisses to keep yourself from making any real noise.

Solomon was getting a kick out of this. He enjoyed being so close to you and could feel all of you— how warm you were, how soft your skin was, your breath against his skin when you kissed him. God, he loved you so much it was taking everything in him to not take you right here and there. You were also testing his patience, but soon enough, it'll pay off for both of you. He leans in closer to kiss your temple before whispering,

"You're being so good for me, my love. I'll be sure to reward you, okay?"

barbatos. 𖦹

Barbatos took pleasure in teasing you from time to time. With how much work he does daily, he forgets just how cute you look when you’re fidgeting under him.

Barbatos misses you dearly throughout the day. His only solace is knowing you’re waiting to come over to the castle in what seems to be the dead of night for the devildom. He’d come to the house of lamentation to escort you back himself, his hands never leaving the small of your back. Barbatos keeps you close. You can sense the longing and desire of him.

When you’re finally in the privacy of one of the extra bedrooms you frequent together, Barbatos offers to cuddle with you since that’s something you enjoy doing with him. Though. You had something a little different on your mind.

Hearing your idea, Barbatos simply chuckles to himself before saying,

“Oh, of course.” a pleasant smile forms on his lips, “I’ll take good care of you tonight, mc.”

Rarely does Barbatos ever find himself in such a sorry state. He was left in only his green button-up, with a few buttons undone. Barb's tie was discarded onto the floor; pants only tugged down to give enough room for you to sink onto his cock. Barbatos buried his face into the crook of your neck, leaving soft kisses as he trailed to your lips.

His hands gently caressed your bare skin. Barbatos was warm, comforting even– strange for a powerful demon such as himself. Yet, something about the care he poured into the moments he could be intimate with you was enough to overwhelm you. He’d whisper sweet words in your ear, telling you how much he missed your touch, scent, and everything about you. Your very being didn’t escape his mind once throughout his long day.

Barbatos is a man of restraint. He can easily contain his excitement, but Barbatos struggles a little in moments like these to keep himself from moving. He wants you to feel his adoration, his love, every part of him. Instead, his hands find your hips and pull you in even closer, as if trying to meld your bodies together into one being. You sigh out of pleasure when you feel him even deeper inside you.

When you press kisses all over his face, he lets you. When your hands help him out of his shirt, he lets you. When he feels you moving against him, trying to get any friction, he allows you. Barbatos can’t help the smile on his face, nor can he help that look of pure love blossoming in his eyes. Deep down, he knew sitting still like this was out of the question for you; he knew you good enough to know you’d crack eventually and silently beg for him.

Who is Barbatos to deny you? With a chaste kiss to the lips, Barbatos gently guides you onto your back, his hips finding rhythm against yours.

Simeon 𖦹

Simeon’s nothing but a gentle lover. Every intimate moment shared with him is treated with delicacy on his part; he treats you like you’re the most precious thing he holds near and dear to his heart– which he does.

Simeon loves caring for you afterward; he’s attentive to your needs. Sometimes, though, he’ll take a little bit more time before he’ll break away from you to get you anything you might want. Water, snacks, a bath– anything really, but first, Simeon intends to hold you close.

Any ‘warming’ done with him is purely accidental and in the spur of the moment. It almost always happens right after the act itself. Simeon pulls you closer, having you lay on top of him while his arms wrap around you.

He presses kisses to the top of your head, small I love you slipping past his lips between each kiss. You can feel him have a semi inside you; he finds it quite embarrassing, but if you move and nudge him lightly, you may be able to incite him for another round.

If it’s not after, then it’s definitely during cuddling. Though you’ll mostly initiate that. All you have to do is whisper into Simeon’s ear,

“Simeon…I want to feel you. More of you, please?” with pleading eyes that Simeon could never resist.

Simeon likes facing you when cuddling, so doing this felt much more intimate than actually fucking (lol). Once he’s inside you, he becomes so bashful at it. He smiles a lot, kissing you a bunch.

The back of your hand, each knuckle, cheek kisses that’ll trail up to your forehead and down to your lips. Kiss him back, and you’ll hear the prettiest sighs and hums from him.

Play with his hair during this, too; if you want to see him melt, you feel incredibly soft despite what you’re doing. Any moment with Simeon will have you like this, but something about being so close to him makes your head spin.

It must be the same for Simeon because he can’t help but mutter words of sentimentality.

“being able to do something like this…especially with someone like you, I..” Simeon pauses before chuckling, his hand reaching up to caress your cheek. “mc, I love you dearly. That’s all I’m trying to say.”

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Of Pirates and Fairies

Would you give up your magic for a good enough dick?

Relationship: Delphi x Lucifer

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: Size difference, using inadvisable objects to masturbate, piv

Notes: A Peter Pan AU, in which Lucifer is Hook and Delphi is Tink. And I wish I had an explanation other than I had this idea and it got way out of hand. I probably need psychological help. But uh. So do a lot of other people, I guess. Anyway. Enjoy?

“You aren't a fairy at all, are you?” the pirate chuckles, watching the fairy's pink glow grow brighter every time she sinks back down onto the tip of his hook. He can see the bright red flush coloring her cheeks and the sheen of sweat that glistens over her entire, miniscule body. “You’re a little nymph.”

She smiles hazily over her shoulder at him, giggling breathlessly at both the suggestive comment and the silly little distinctions that humans insist exist among her kind. In truth, no such distinctions exist. There no difference between a finger-sized fairy like herself and a mermaid, other than their preferred habitat. But she’s a bit preoccupied to be explaining that.

With every roll of her hips, the cool metal slips deeper and deeper into her dripping cunt, spreading her slick arousal until she has to use her transparent wings to keep herself aloft, her hands sliding too much to grasp the metal. She keeps her focus on the crimson eyes gazing down at her with amusement and a tinge of lust.

Sparks begin to shoot up her spine as she holds eye contact, peripherally aware of the pirate reaching down to unbuckle his black leather belt. She shifts her focus away from his face to his groin, where his black-gloved hand is freeing his beautifully flushed cock from his trousers. She watches, mouth watering, a he begins to lazily stroke himself.

Soon she finds herself matching his pace, every desperate roll of her hips jostling his arm ever so slightly. She can feel his gaze on her still, but she watches enraptured as he strokes himself. The pretty pink of his tip is like nothing she's ever seen before, accented by pearly white beads that dribble down until his leather-clad palm smears them down his hard shaft.

He watches her just as intently, every little movement, every roll of her hips, every flutter of her wings and soft little sigh that he can’t even hear but he can see in the rise and fall of her tiny chest. Her every movement is so desperate, so driven by her need for release, that just watching her is almost too much. It makes the knot in his abdomen tighten painfully and he has to slow his traitorous hand before he makes a mess of himself before the little minx on his hook gets her chance to show him how beautiful she is when she comes undone.

And she looks so close. Her lips are parted and she’s panting heavily, her wings nearly invisible with how fast they’re beating to keep her aloft. She rolls her hips faster, harder, one miniscule little hand slipping between her legs to touch herself. It only takes a few moments after that.

He watches her head toss back, little pink curls bouncing as she cries out in a tiny voice that sounds like the tinkling of bells to his ears. She rolls her hips a few more times, then stills, slumping as she tries to catch her breath.

“That was beautiful, little one,” the pirate rasps.

The fairy looks up at him finally, and is stunned by his disheveled state. Sweat beads on his brow and his cheeks are flushed, his pupils are so large she almost can’t see the lovely, holly-berry red of his irises. His movements are jerky and he’s nearly panting with every breath.

The little fairy picks herself up and flutters shakily into his lap, putting her tiny hand on his. The pirate moves his hand and watches as she wraps herself around his length. She uses her wings to move herself up and down his shaft, her arms and legs hugging him tightly. She can hear the groan that escapes his lips as she uses her entire body to pleasure him. It’s deep and throaty and sends a thrill through her.

She wants to know what it's like to feel that groan against her throat, to sink down onto him and ride him for real. She knows she could. But it would take all of her magic and she might never get it back. But would it be worth it?

She opens her mouth as she nears the head of his cock, taking one of the pearls of salty liquid onto her tongue. It’s unlike anything she’s ever tasted. It’s thick and warm and slightly bitter and she wants more.

She turns her head to look up at him and gets a glimpse of his long, muscular neck before he tips his head forward again and meets her gaze. The little fairy decides then and there.

She flutters up onto the desk, sitting on the edge. She concentrates, feeling her magic and pulling it into herself. She can feel it settling in her core and she pushes it outward, into her limbs, her wings. She can feel them growing, elongating. She can feel herself growing.

When she opens her eyes, she’s at eye level with the pirate. And she laughs. It isn’t the tinkling of bells in his ear anymore, it’s a full laugh. He looks at her, mystified, as she climbs down from his desk and onto his lap. He watches as she lines herself up and sinks down onto him, her head falling back and her wings fluttering as she moans.

“Fucking hell,” he breathes as she fully envelops him. “You could do that this entire time?”

She laughs again as she rolls her hips, “It may have cost me my magic. Better make it worth my while.”

“Oh that, I can do,” the pirate growls, grabbing her hips and thrusting up into her hard.

She cries out with every snap of his hips, each press of his thick tip against that deepest point within her sends electricity through her veins. She arches involuntarily, the sensations so new and so good. She can feel herself getting closer to the edge as he grips the plush flesh of her ass and slams her down.

She feels him pulsate inside her as he fills her with warmth and she feels herself slipping over the edge, that warmth spreading throughout her body and sending her into a seemingly endless chasm of bliss.

Her cry of ecstasy as she comes apart is better than any music he’s ever heard. As she stills, he gingerly lifts her up and watches for a moment as their mixed fluids drip out of her, before settling her against his chest with a sigh.

“I’m Lucifer, by the way,” he chuckles as she curls into his chest

The not-so-little fairy looks up at him with a grin and a sparkle in her violet eyes. She replies, “Nice to meet you, Lucifer. I’m Delphi.”

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i wish you would write a fic where delphi and luci just have a morning of domestic fluff (and maybe some soft sex)

Ask and ye shall receive, my love! (Are you in my brain? I've got three of this exact prompt in my WIP folder at this very moment! But uh. This one is special.)

Honeymoon

Relationship: Delphi x Lucifer

Word Count: 1.2K

Warnings: Uhhhh...cunnilingus, piv, tooth-rotting fluff (seriously I think I developed a new cavity from this)

Sunlight filters in through the sheer curtains, bathing her in a warm glow as Delphi yawns and blinks away the sleep still clouding her mind. It takes a few moments of listening to the whisper of waves and the cacophonous cries of shore birds just beyond the window before she remembers where she is and why. She looks down at her hands, a thin gold band adorning the third finger of her left, and smiles, feeling pink rising in her cheeks.

Her legs and hips ache in the best way, bringing flashes of memory bubbling to the front of her mind: Lucifer in his deep red tuxedo, waiting for her under a canopy of lights deep in the woods; Simeon binding their hands together with iridescent cord; Asmo crying as they said their vows; Lucifer teleporting them to their cabin and carrying her not only over the threshold, but straight to the bedroom.

She remembers as clear as day the reverence with which he loosened the laces of her dress, the way his breath fanned over her neck when he delicately moved her hair to undo her necklace, and the warmth that pooled in her belly when he sank to his knees before her and began trailing kisses from her ankles to her chest. It’s the same warmth that rises in her now as she recalls the adoration in his eyes when he sank into her fluttering walls for the first time as her husband.

Delphi whines as she rolls over, the sheets behind her cool to the touch. She didn’t imagine waking up the day after her wedding to an empty bed.

Just as she’s about to get up and explore the cabin, the bedroom door opens and her husband walks in carrying a tray piled with tropical fruits and smiling.

“Good morning, Mrs. Morningstar,” he purrs, setting the tray down on the bedside table and brushing a pink curls behind her ear.

“Mm, I like the sound of that,” Delphi hums, pressing her cheek into his palm. “Mrs. Morningstar.”

He sits beside her on the edge of the bed, leaning down to kiss her softly on the forehead. Smiling down at her, he asks, “What would you like to do today, Mrs. Morningstar?”

Delphi grins back, replying, “We have a whole month to do things. Right now, I think I want to make love to my husband.”

“Your wish is my command, my beautiful wife.”

Lucifer stands to remove his black silk robe, then moves to the foot of the bed. He lifts the blanket with a wicked grin and says before disappearing under it, “This is how I’d hoped to wake you up this morning.”

Delphi’s breath hitches as she feels him move slowly up the bed and spread her legs. He shifts her slightly and lifts her legs onto his shoulders, inhaling her scent deeply before pressing a kiss to her wet folds. She moans at the contact, arching involuntarily off the bed when she feels him part her lips and run his tongue once from her entrance to her clit. He kisses and licks at her languidly, holding her in place when she begins to squirm in an effort to gain more friction.

He continues at the same pace for what feels like hours, humming contentedly when she buries a hand in his hair and begins to tug. The extra little bit of sensation is nearly enough to send her over the edge, and she begins to whine and pant.

“I’m so close, Luci-! Please let me come,” she begs, trying again to cant her hips for more friction.

He hums again, smiling at her responding cry, then slowly slips one long finger into her, hooking it into the spongey sweet spot deep within while sucking harshly on her swollen bud. It only takes a few more strokes along that little bundle of nerves within her and she comes undone with a shout of his name, her walls clamping down on his finger as she squeezes his face between her thighs. He continues to suck and lick at her until she begins pushing him away, whining that it’s too much, that it hurts.

He relents then, moving up the bed to press his lips to hers. Delphi moans, her own release thick on her tongue as he slides his own past her lips. She drapes her arms over his shoulders, grounding herself in his steady presence. Her head is spinning and there’s an aching sense of emptiness deep within her, but he is solid and sturdy and so responsive when she wraps her legs around his waist.

Never breaking the kiss, Lucifer presses his thick tip into her entrance, slowly sinking into her warmth until he’s fully seated within her fluttering core. He swallows down her gasps and moans until he feels her head fall back into the pillows, and he grasps her hands above her head with both of his. Lucifer waits until she looks up at him with shining eyes, then slowly withdraws until only the head of his cock remains within her. He watches her with soft fascination as he pushes back in just as slowly, watching her lips part and her eyelids fall closed.

Pressed together chest-to-chest, he drops feather-light kisses on her eyelids, her cheeks, the tip of her nose, as he continues rocking into her. Her moans punctuate every slow thrust of his hips, her eyelids fluttering with every nudge of his tip against her cervix.

“Open your eyes,” he whispers, moving one hand to brush his fingertips along her cheek. “Look at me, my love.”

Delphi does as he requests, opening hazy violet eyes to gaze up into his. He rewards her with a gentle smile that makes her feel as if her insides are molten and every inch of her skin is on fire. She smiles back at him blearily, drunk on the feeling of him filling her completely. He caresses her cheek again, and she turns into it ever so slightly, holding his gaze through thick lashes.

“I love you,” she breathes, her voice barely higher than a whisper. It’s all she can manage, but she knows he can hear it, his heightened senses both a boon and a curse.

Delphi can feel the crest of the wave approaching with every deep stroke of his cock within her walls. Warmth flows through and over her, building until she can’t contain it any longer. She comes undone with a whimper, the waves washing over her in a warm tide. She tightens her grip on his strong hand, her other fisting in the soft sheets until she feels him twitch inside her, the pressure and warmth growing as his seed fills and spills out of her.

She holds him close, breathing in his heady scent until she feels sleep begin to clutch at the edges of her mind again.

“I love you, too, my darling,” he whispers as his night black wings unfurl and cover them both. “I will love you for the rest of my days.”

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Yessss cutie babies they love their papa so much

I just know mammons crows steal for him, like you can’t tell me the don’t, Mc and him are jut talking in the common room at hol and out of nowhere a crow just comes inside and is like

Mammon won’t even stop the conversation, he would just take whatever the crow is giving him, pat it on the head and pretend in never happened while putting the stolen item in his pockets

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ADULT CONTENT 18+ ONLY

Brothers Eat Out MC

NSFW

AFAB

Breasts are mentioned

Lucifer

Likes to gaze into your eyes while he's between your legs.

Long, slow, tongue strokes to make you squirm and beg for more

Likes feeling your thighs press against the sides of his head and face

Once in a while he'll very lightly teethe at your clit for extra teasing and stimulation. He also enjoys nibbling on the inside of your thighs.

He likes to curl his fingers in a C shape and slowly pump his fingers against your G spot.

His pointy nose adds extra pleasure ( if ya know what I mean 😉)

Mammon

Loves it when you tug at his white hair while he's sucks on your bud

Will hook his arms around your thighs and pull your legs closer. He wants to feel every inch of you against him

Is a HUGE fan of face sitting. He would die happy if he suffocated underneath you.

When you sit on his face he's again, wrapping his arms around your thighs and pressing you down harder. He doesn't want you to hover, he wants you to SIT.

He likes to reach over and toy with your nipples as he eats you out

Will make you ride his tongue, and when you do, his eyes are stuck on your breasts bouncing above him

Levi

Hell beg you to let him eat you out half the time

He let's out whiney little whimpers when between your folds. He gets off by pleasing you alone

Another one who wants to suffocate between your legs. Please MC, crush his head with your thighs

Likes to stick his tongue out and shake his head back and forth. He enjoys having his face covered in your essence

To catch his breath, he'll rub his thumb on your clit as he reaches himself over and sucks on your titties

Satan

He loves having your legs draped on his shoulders. It's a good way to hoiste you up a bit so he can have his hands on your ass cheeks.

He likes to give gentle kisses on your pussy lips and clit before demolishing it with his mouth

He'll tongue fuck you while rolling your clit between his thumb and pointer finger

His slender fingers are great at hitting your special spot. He enjoys sliding three of them in there at a time and making you cream all over his hand

Likes circling his tongue in circular motion, spreading your slick all over your clit. He'll even occasionally give it a quick flick just to see you jump

Asmo

The louder you are, the better. He'll do whatever he has to I order to make you cum at least 3 times.

He loves the feeling on your folds on either side of his tongue. He'll lick from your hole all the way to the tip of your clit

He'll fuck you with a dildo as he eats you out. When he tales the dildo out, he'll suck on it in front of you and remind you how good you taste

He is definitely moaning in to your pussy. You're so sexy, he can't help it.

He loves gazing into your beautiful eyes. His favorite view is seeing your face contort with pleasure above him.

Will try and slip a finger in your butt

Beel

An absolute savage for your pussy. He's a messy eater.

Will pin your thighs all the way up to your sides by the back of your knees so he has full access. He's so strong, you won't be going anywhere if you tried.

His mouth completely swallows your pussy whole

He's a slurper. He's enjoying your taste and won't stop anytime soon. Lots of satisfied groans coming from him as well

Will lick his fingers clean when you're done

Belphie

Likes to spread your pussy lips apart so he can admire all that you have

Likes to tease you by tracing your entrance with his finger, sliding it in quickly, and then pulling it out

Taunts you with words while eating you out. " you're such a slut for me, are you sure you can handle this?"

Pins you by your hips to prevent you from squirming

He'll flick your clit with his fingers. He likes hearing the little yelps you let out for him

Will suck on your clit and pull on it with his lips, then release it with a "pop" of his mouth.

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