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damn rereading my own fics MONTHS after posting and last thinking about them goes hard ‼️
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I love your writing so much, sending you lots of love and good vibes <3
ah this is so old, but thank you <3 thinking many thoughts… i might have a new post soon
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269 followers! Thank you to everyone that got me here! I haven’t left, just not been as driven to write anything sexual these days. Requests are still open if you want to help me spark creativity <3
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You didn’t post the last couple days, I’m just making sure you’re okay and I hope you know how much we loooove you’re dark writing
I can’t get enough of it, I’ve never been immediately hooked on a blog like I have with yours
Whenever you feel up to it could you do some Diavolo with a breeding kink x afab reader
aw thank you for checking in, and thank you for the compliments! i def can write something like that eventually, but i haven’t really been horny lately 💀 so thats why my posts kinda just stopped. i still have stuff in the works, don’t worry! i just work on it a lot less.
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k¡nktober day seventeen - threesome or moresome with all nine main demons
~1300 words
cw non con drugging , drinking , groping , butt chugging , alcohol , non con , filming
“Mhm? Is something different about the Demonus tonight?” your eyes begin to lid as the castle ballroom goes a bit out of focus. Mammon catches your arm as you stumble and lift your glass to observe the golden liquid.
“Oh?” Diavolo chuckles as he dances his way over to you. “I must’ve forgot to mention I had Barbatos mix in some Human World alcohol into tonight’s brew.”
You frown. “I should- I should probably stop drinking now…”
“MC~,” Asmo grabs your shoulders and plants a fat kiss on your lips, tasting wine and flowers. You groan into the kiss, blinking hard.
“I need—,” your head spins and pounds as you pull away from Asmo’s soft, soft lips. “I think I should lay down.”
“Awh,” Asmo whines and Belphie perks up.
“Come here, MC,” he motions to the spot at the table next to him and you sway as you walk over to him. Beelzebub clears the whole area of the table that you’re sitting in front of, taking the cups and plates and serving bowls.
You hum as Belphie grabs you and makes you rest yourself up to your breasts on the table. Your eyes slip closed and you feel someone’s hands, gloved, maybe Barbatos or Lucifer, fondling your chest and you weakly try to shove them away. Alcohol tugs at your mind lulling you into lethargy.
“Mhmm, stop it,” your words come out slurred as your cheek presses into the table cloth. Someone shushes you and across the table someone lifts you by your armpits to lay you vertically on the table.
“Hm?” You try to look up, Beelzebub’s blurry face coming into view. “What’s— What’re we doin’?”
“Shh, don’t worry,” Lucifer’s voice.
“No, wait, what’s—?” You sniff as Belphie’s hands tug down your dress pants, exposing your underwear. “Don’t do that!”
“Shh, it’s okay, just relax, MC,” Belphie rubs his hands over the curve of your behind as he says it. You whimper into the tablecloth as your underwear is stripped away and discarded.
Embarrassment spikes your heart when slender fingers pry open the lips of your pussy. Tears well up in your eyes from the humiliation and you want to do something about this, whatever is going on, but you’re so tired.
“Awh,” Asmo’s colorful nails snag your attention as he coos over you. They tenderly cup your face and he presses a kiss to your lips.
“Just relax,” Mammon pets over your hair.
It’s hard to relax when Belphie’s rubbing his fingers over your dry slit.
He needs to stop, you think. You’re in the middle of Diavolo’s ballroom, and you aren’t in the mood. What would Diavolo do — think of you — if he saw this?!
“Wait,” you attempt to lean up, but the heavy petting on your hair from Mammon makes it hard to lift yourself. Both from the pressure and from the part of it soothing you.
“Shh,” Mammon murmurs into your hair.
Something warm and wet rubs over your slit, and it takes half a second before you realize that it’s Belphie’s tongue. There’s a kiss pressed into your hair, but it does little to stop the trembling sob from leaving your chest.
Another hand begins undoing the lace of your shirt from the back. From the skill of the fingers you assume it’s either Asmo or Satan. It makes you sniffle and try and squirm away.
The tongue against your hole has begun arousing your body, making slick begin to leak from your pussy.
“It’s okay,” Mammon mumbles against your scalp. “Just relax, it’ll be so much easier if you just let them in.”
“Nngh,” you can’t find the words to disagree with him. It halfway turns to a moan as Belphie’s lips wrap around your clit, and his tongue rapidly flicks over the sensitive bud. Your hips weakly squirm away from the stimulation but you get nowhere.
Your top falls from your body and a rush of cold air raises your nipples to peaks. A large, warm hand scoops under your body to fondle one. The other breast is quickly taken hold by a smaller hand, but fondled as well.
“This ‘s wrong, stop,” you protest.
“Do you think they’ll remember this tomorrow?” A voice, Satan’s you think, although the cloudiness of your mind has a lot of room for error. You jolt as a pinch is sent through one of your nipples, a weak shout leaving you, encouraging Mammon to place another soft kiss to your hair.
“Not if we keep them drinking at a steady rate.” Lucifer, or is it Diavolo?, replies. Shoes click against tiled linoleum and another hand ruffles through your hair and grabs hold of your skull, lifting you to meet the red gaze of Lucifer.
He takes in the daze on your face, sighing before gently dropping your head. He says something to someone, but it’s too quiet for you to understand.
Belphie is too good at oral for your own good, and your legs clench and unclench fruitlessly as you cream over the demon’s face. You swear you can feel him smile against your sticky sex.
“My turn?” A deep voice, Beelzebub’s, asks and one of the hands on your breasts disappears.
“Take their mouth, I want this side,” yes, that’s Belphegor speaking.
Mammon helps another pair of hands maneuver you so that your head can just slightly go over the ledge of the table and your eyes get up close and personal with a humongous erect cock. Based on the ginger pubes, it is Beel. Then his hands pry your mouth open and the tip of his cock slips into your mouth.
You hope he doesn’t force you to take the whole thing, it’s far too large for you to live through that. Luckily, for your life, he only fucks your throat in quick, shallow thrusts.
On your other end Belphie’s sliding into your spit slicked hole. He whimpers lowly, and begins a slow rhythm of thrusts.
There’s the sound of multiple zippers all at once, and muffled the starting sound of a DDD beginning a recording. Fuck, someone is filming.
The notion that you’re being recorded as you’re being taken advantage of, makes a fresh wave of tears build up. They’re brushed away by Mammon’s tender hand as soon as they fall, another round of shushing on his end.
It takes far too long for the twins to finish their assault on your holes before they ejaculate into you. You choke on the absolute tsunami of semen that Beel delivers and he pulls out of your mouth with a creamy-spitty dick. Belphie also pulls out after creamping you.
A chilled bottle rim ghosts over the rim of your ass and cold alcohol trickles over the lip and makes you shiver. The rim is lodged into your hole and there’s a brief moment then all of the chill of the drink comes flooding into your ass. You cry out in shock as your bowels are forced to contain the liquid.
Out of the corner of your eye you see Barbatos’ slender gloved hands adjusting the angle he’s filming, and you cringe fruitlessly away from the lens.
In front of you another cock, Diavolo’s, appears, he’s rapidly jerking himself off and aiming at your face. More of the demons you had been partying with surround you, all tugging on their dicks like their lives depend on it. Just when you think you’re in the clear from any more penetration, Diavolo sets his heavy tip in your sore mouth.
Fuck.
Someone, you can’t crane your neck to see who, presses into your wine filled ass. They shallowly fuck into your hole, making the liquid slosh around uncomfortably.
Your body begins to tire and the alcohol in your system begins to make you lethargic. The last thing you remember is:
“They won’t remember this, right?” You hope you don’t.
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k¡nktober day eight - gore w solomon
~900 words
blood , cannibalism , dub con ? no actual sex — taken some direct quotes from The Gourmand's Main Dish devildom
“Today’s course is made with an incredibly rare, once-in-a-lifetime ingredient.” Solomon holds up a large bottle of expensive Demonus, the brand one you recognize from Mephisto’s personal stash. “Which is why I’ve prepared some Demonus to go with it. This Demonus is full bodied while still being light and refreshing,” Solomon continues as he rests the bottle on the table. “After all, a dish like this requires the best of the best.”
Despite Solomon’s cheer as he pitches this new meal, his body betrays his words, a large carving knife scraping against a sharpener. Your heart drops to the bottom of your stomach.
Once-in-a-lifetime… the way he phrases this meal makes you nervous.
“Why are you sharpening your knife?” Maybe if you can call Solomon out, he’ll chicken out. Or maybe you’re just being paranoid.
“Oh, this?” His laugh is dangerous and charming, and your heart skips a beat for more than one reason as Solomon throws you a wink. “It’s so I can carve up the main course neatly.”
You shift in your seat as Solomon crosses the table to stand closer to your chair, still grating his blade on the block as he does.
“It wouldn’t do to ruin a first-rate ingredient with by slicing it with a dull knife, now would it?” By the time he finishes his question he’s right behind you, and you crane your head to keep a nervous eye on him.
Solomon laughs again, joyus, “gosh, I can’t wait to dig in….”
Then as you blink the flat side of the knife is on your throat and Solomon keeps you held down to the chair with on of his hands. Your head pushes back against the warmth of his chest as you strain away from the blade.
“It’s time for our fun main course,” Solomon whispers in your ear, dark and hot.
“Solomon,” you choke out. “What-?” Fear like ice runs in your veins.
“See this delicious ingredient?” Solomon places a kiss on the back of your neck, pressing the flat of the knife harder into your skin. You whimper, anticipating the answer. “…That’s right. I’m talking about you, MC.”
Tears bead up in your eyes, and Solomon shushes you as you begin to cry.
“You’ll dehydrate yourself, and your taste won’t be as good.”
“Please don’t kill me, Solomon,” you sniffle as the sorcerer presses another kiss to the back of your neck. His tender kiss is a harsh contrast to the cold of the blade against your delicate skin.
“I wouldn’t dream of killing you, MC. Do you take me for a monster?” The hand on your chest lifts and he snaps, magic bonds forming to keep you seated and unmoving in the chair.
Solomon takes the knife away from your throat, walking back around to face you, dragging your chair back a bit to make room to stand in front of you.
“I only want a taste, human flesh is truly delicious, and coming from you,” a dreamy look crosses the sorcerer’s face. “With your magic and the love we harbor for one another, you will be divine.”
“Solomon, I don’t like this.”
He frowns, lifting a hand to cup your face. “Hey, I love you. I won’t let you die on me.”
Rough hands roll your pajamas down your legs, dragging your underwear with them. Solomon’s eyes center on your cunt and a curious hand rubs your clit, smiling a bit when it throbs. All you do is cry as you take it.
“Alright, I’m just going to take maybe half a pound or so from your leg here,” his hand gently slaps the skin of your thigh. “And as a reward for giving me such a lovely meal,” his fingers trace their way up to your pussy. “I’ll eat your pretty little cunt out.~”
You would be trembling if not for the magic on your legs, holding them spread and still.
“Now, I won’t draw this out, my darling.” With that the knife sinks into your flesh with a sickening ease. The cuts Solomon administers are quick, clean, and precise. He angles the blade to slide underneath his square of meat and you sob at the pain.
“I know, I know,” Solomon shushes, not stopping. “Almost done, darling.”
True to his word, once Solomon’s places your meat on the kitchen table, he shoves his face between your butchered thighs. His white hair brushes the open wounds and you squirm harder in pain, the blood slowly seeping into his hair. He’s good, sucking your clit like his life depends on it. Tongue dancing around your little nub. You cry for a different reason now.
“Solomon,” you squirm as your peak draws near, only able to watch the dart of his pink tongue and the steady dying of his white hair with your blood.
After you come over his face, Solomon gives you a charming smile, one unfit for the situation at hand, and leans back to take the hunk of flesh he carved from your thigh to the kitchen.
“Now, I’ll get you a healing potion in just a minute, darling. I’m gonna get this frying, alright?”
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“This won’t be the last time I do this, darling. One taste won’t be enough. Call me a glutton if you will.”
(Ah and only if he wouldn’t desecrate your flesh with his horrid cooking..)
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k¡nktober day seven - stuck in wall with solomon
~500 words
cw dub / non con , implied free use ?
“Why don’t you try to walk through that wall?” Solomon suggests, pointing in the direction of an empty wall. The other side leads to the Purgatory Hall living room. “Do you remember the spell?”
You do, so you say as such.
“Go ahead,” Solomon prompts. And you do, stepping forward and letting your body dissolve into the wall and coming out the other side. You see the kitchen and that’s when your magic stutters and you’re stuck.
“Solomon?!” You shout in a panic. Your arms and torso have fully molded through the other side of the wall while your legs remain on the other side of the wall. “I don’t know what happened!”
You frown and try to channel your magic back into your body, and your feet scrape and kick at the floor as you struggle to free yourself.
Meanwhile, Solomon is enjoying the view of your ass shaking as you fight against his magic dampening spell. His lips purse as he attempts to hold back a pleased hum.
“Are you stuck, dear apprentice?” He asks, poorly concealing his smug tone.
“I don’t know what I did wrong,” you fret, bracing your hands against the wall and pushing yourself forward to no avail.
“Oh no! Let me go get some help.” He waits, making some fake stepping away noises. After he’s sure you think he’s gone, he walks forward boldly and takes hold of your squirming backside.
Solomon rubs his hands over the curve of your ass and grins as he tugs your clothes off.
You gasp out when hands begin tugging your pants and underwear down.
“Stop that!” You kick back. “Who’s there?!” Your heart pounds in your ears when fingers rub over your bare clit. Your lip trembles as a fat glob of spit lands on your slit and gets rubbed in.
Solomon’s fingers press into your pussy and you gasp and frantically attempt to push yourself through the wall.
Fuck, someone’s taking your virginity while you’re stuck in a wall because you botched up a spell. You’re dry save for the spit they’ve so kindly spat on you.
The cockhead that slaps onto your hole is hot and a single drop of pre lands on your clit. You squirm against the hold, but can do nothing as your virgin cunt is forced open by an unknown perpetrator.
You clench your teeth in pain as the sorcerer pounds into your unprepared pussy, he fucks with no care for your pleasure or body.
The torment only lasts a few minutes before raw cum floods into your hole. The hands on your hips loosen and slowly the cock drags out of your hole. This has to be the end, right?
A camera shutters from behind, and you know that someone now has a picture of your reddened cunt, leaking cum and your clit all swollen.
Solomon grins in satisfaction as he sends off a message.
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Come and get some before midday, they’ll be stuck for a bit. [image attached]
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k¡nktober day six - dubcon + chastity with lucifer
~1150 words
cw daddy kink , anal , non con body mod ?
The second night of the exchange program Lucifer had summoned you to his office, forced you to remove your pants and underwear. You feared the worst, this very well was a demon you were dealing with. But all he did was attach a thin metal chastity device over your clit and vaginal opening. Lucifer had secured it with a murmured spell and sent you on your way.
You stumbled to your room in a daze.
Later when you inevitably tried to pry it away from your sensitive flesh, it did not budge. You were too scared to go to Lucifer to ask, and it is far too embarrassing to talk to anyone else about.
It’s not that big a deal, you tell yourself. Maybe mastrubation is very looked down upon in the Devildom. He’ll take it off after the exchange program.
But as months went by you grew needy, the most you managed on your own was simply arousing your folds, and denying yourself any real pleasure. After crying for a bit you’d gone and confronted Lucifer about it.
“Could you remove the chastity piece?” He stares blankly at you, his pen at a standstill over his document. “Please?” You add meekly.
“Come here,” Lucifer orders, pushing away from his desk and to the side, opening up his body to the side for you to approach. Relief perks up in you and you walk over to him. Lucifer takes hold of your hips when you get close enough and drags you closer, making you stumble.
“Why would you like me to remove this?” Lucifer asks, keeping one hand on your hip, his other slipping under your shirt and down your pants and underwear, running over the warm metal.
You stumble over the words, “well, I, I don’t want it on.”
“Why? Chastity is a virtue.” Lucifer’s dexterous fingers go further down the metal, feeling where the sticky remainder of your arousal is left around your lips. “My exchange student shouldn’t lose their purity.”
“Well, uh,” you flush as his fingers touch you down there. “Is Solomon wearing one of these?”
“Don’t be silly,” Lucifer chides, ignoring your question. “Are you falling into lust? Into sin?”
“What? No, I just…” you tear up involuntarily. Embarrassment tinges at you.
“I understand,” Lucifer shushes. “You’re just a naughty little human. You can’t help it. Let Daddy help you.”
The hand on your hip tugs your pants and underwear down, and Lucifer spins you around, making you gasp in shock.
“Dirty,” you hear him mutter under his breath, dragging the slick from your protected cunt to your asshole. His finger dips inside of your ass, opening up your hole.
“L-Lucifer, what are you doing?” You protest weakly.
“Shh, let Daddy take care of you,” the timbre of his voice soothes. Warm lips press against your neck as he forces another finger into your hole. They work you open, faster than it should.
Lucifer shuffles around, shoving your chest onto his desk, sending his papers scattering. You whimper at the mild pain, but it soon turns into a sharp whine when his cock slaps against your hole. Lucifer removes his fingers and spreads your cheeks open.
Something warm and wet splats into your hole. It takes a moment to realize that Lucifer just spit onto your asshole, and you shudder.
The huge tip of his cock ghosts over your hole.
“Tell Daddy to fuck you,” Lucifer coos down at you, leaning into you to purr the words into your ear.
The words make you hesitate. The heat of his cock head disappears from your ass, and you push back up into it, chasing it.
“Please fuck me,” you speak softly.
“Hmm, who are you addressing?” His cock teases into your hole, pressing in just enough to make you hopeful.
“… Daddy.”
“Very good,” Lucifer breathes out, slowly forcing your little ass open around his huge dick. Your breathing comes in hitches and spurts as it ruins your asshole.
His hands run over the meat of your ass and it gives you something to focus on.
He gives a few slow, shallow thrusts, letting your hole get used to the size of his massive cock.
“Perfect,” Lucifer hisses out, beginning to set a harsh rhythm with his thrusts. Each time he barrels into your hole makes your body jolt and clit throb against the chastity device.
You moan deeply into the wood of his desk, clenching around his cock. His cock moves smoothly in and out of your hot hole, aided by the bit of pre that dribbled into your ass.
“Daddy, please,” you sob out, attempting to rut against his desk. Sticky tears cling to your face as you’re bounced desperately against his pelvis. The thick cock he’s speared in your ass isn’t enough.
Your little clit needs stimulation, you’re so so close.
“Please, daddy, let me touch my clit,” you whine pathetically into his desk.
“My little human should know better,” Lucifer hums, running a leather clad hand through a brief dip in your soaking folds.
“Daddy,” a cry escapes you at his touch. You attempt to shift yourself to make his touch dip deeper inside of you, just a little more pleasure. Just a little more.
Then, a harsh slap to your metal clad cunt. “Naughty little one. You should know better.” Lucifer growls. With one of his hands he gathers both of yours and holds them behind your back. His hips continue pistoning into your asshole.
“Daddy has to keep his little human pure,” Lucifer purrs out, pressing his hips flush to your ass. He’s bottomed out his cock inside of you.
Lucifer’s thrusts are brutal and you sob with each one, pathetically whimpering for release. Each time you whine for him, the closet he gets. It’s so terribly arousing knowing he derives pleasure from denying you.
“Please,” you whine into his desk, staining the papers under your face.
“Daddy’s close,” Lucifer’s hips slam into your ass before stilling, then in a few quick spurts burning hot semen fills your ass. Slowly he drags his cock out of your hole, running his finger over the little bit of cum that dribbles out. “There we go…” he groans.
You gasp against his desk, trying to catch your breath. Lucifer tugs your pants and underwear back up over your sweaty legs, and secures the hem of your underwear over your hips before sitting in his chair and tucking his cock away.
When you manage to stand up, you turn to him. “So will you take it off?”
“No,” he says casually, smoothing down the front of his pants.
“But we- we had sex.” You stutter out, shifting in your soiled clothes uncomfortably.
“Anal doesn’t count, silly,” Lucifer chuckles to himself. Upon seeing your eyes begin to water again he pulls you into his lap. You begin to unabashedly sob into his chest.
“I know, I know,” he comforts, petting your hair. Underneath you, his cock twitches.
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k¡nktober day five - omorashi with mephistopheles
~575 words
cw pee piss , peeing on someone , reader pees on mephisto , embarrassment
“You look so helpless, squirming like that. It gives a demon… certain ideas.”
“Stop it,” you punch his shoulder lightly before placing your head on it. “You're the one making me do this.”
“You make me sound like a villain,” Mephistopheles chuckles, pulling your torso flush to his body, making you groan out at the pressure on your bladder.
“You are,” you bemoan into his chest. “The worst of the worst.”
His large gloved hand rubs soothingly over your back, running over your butt as well. Then he presses you against his body impossibly closer, making you have a brief lapse in your bladder. Burning hot piss soaks into your panties and stains them. You gasp out and your face flushes red.
“Nasty human, did you just piss on me?”
“You made me!” You accuse, tears pricking at your eyes.
“I did, didn’t I?” Mephisto relents, leaning his face down to meet yours in an intimate closeness. You whimper as his large hands wrap around your waist and his thumbs graze over the bulge of your bladder.
Without warning he pushes down on your stomach and another dribble of pee leaves you.
“S-stop!” You protest, “we’re in the middle of the newspaper club office!”
Mephisto's mouth grazes down your neck and his breath puffs out in a wave of warmth across your skin, “I locked the door.” Then he goes back to kiss along the column of your throat.
You let him suckle on your skin for a little longer before the dampness of your pants and sex begin to get more and more uncomfortable, making you begin to squirm against his body.
“Do you need to go?” Mephisto asks as he pulls back.
“No shit,” you hiss at him. “You’re the one that made me drink so much.”
“Watch the attitude,” Mephisto scolds, but the bite isn’t prominent in his words. “Why don’t you let go on me?”
Your eyes flicker over his expensively modified uniform and the small wet patch you’ve already soiled. “Are you… are you sure?”
He huffs and takes hold of your chin, pulling you close to land a kiss on your lips. “You’re the one indulging me, my love,” he reminds you. “So yes, piss on me.” He guides your wet, clothed crotch over the outline of his cock, and gives you a reassuring look.
“Right here?” You ask shyly.
“Yes,” Mephisto groans, rubbing his crotch up into your own.
You rapidly blink as to not form tears as you fight the urge to cry as you let your stream of piss start. It soaks into your uniform and bleeds into Mephistopheles’ pants. He lets out a shaky moan and you shudder and grab at his shoulders.
Your stream dribles off and you take a few deep breaths before starting up the finishing stretch.
“Fuck,” Mephisto hisses out, cock twitching as your stream flows over and around him.
“Are you gonna cum just from this?” you ask in disbelief, grinding your privates over his own.
“Don’t tease,” he grunts and as your bladder fully empties you feel a particularly strong twitch and Mephisto’s hold on your hips slackens and his eyes lose focus.
“Wow,” you breathe out as you maneuver yourself off of him, staring at the mess you’ve made of him. His face is flushed and his clothes are likely beyond saving.
Your clothes are too wet with piss, that finding your arousal is impossible. They stick to your skin as you peel them off. “You’re paying to clean this right?”
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k¡nktober day four teratophilia w lucifer
this is only a little drabble… sorry.
Having sex with Lucifer while he’s in one of his more demonic forms. While he always is taller than you, he now looms over you by at least three feet. His normal modest attire has been shed to reveal a broad pale body, feathers from his wings leaking into his back.
His cock in this form is redder, a darker color and is nearly a foot long. It’s bumpy and has repetitive ridges along all the sides. It’s so inhuman that it makes your clit twitch in arousal. Logically you know you could never take him whole, but it doesn’t mean you don’t want to try.
“Are you enjoying this?” Lucifer’s low voice rumbles.
“Asking questions you already know the answer to? How odd,” you manage to jest as you take position, kneeling under his looming for to reach a hand out a give an experimental touch to the side of his cock.
Lucifer’s whole body shudders at your delicate touch. This would be fun.
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k¡nktober day three bootworship
~415 words
cw mean barbatos , no one has sex , licking shoes
“Is that any way to greet the Young Master, MC?” Huh, you pause, frozen in the prince’s hug. Barbatos’ voice is sharp and cuts into your soul like an icepick. Diavolo gently untangles you from your hug.
You stare into his golden eyes with wide, confused ones. Will he not make a rebuttal against his Duke? Diavolo’s smile falls and he stones his face into careful neutrality.
“Kneel.” Barbatos instructs from behind your line of sight. You remain frozen for a moment, but break your stillness when he prompts again. You get on your knees in front of Lord Diavolo and gulp heavily.
“Kiss his shoes.”
You feel like you’re being punked, but you move to your hands and knees and press your lips softly against the cool leather of his fancy, royal shoes. Your arms tremble as you hold yourself off the ground, not from lack of strength, but from nerves.
“Both of them.” Barbatos snaps at you, voice cold.
You’re half glad Diavolo isn’t talking, that would probably make things worse, unless he would tell Barbatos to stop. It’s… embarrassing. You’ve been greeting Diavolo with hugs for a year now, and you’ve never had to kiss his shoes before.
“Lick them. Show that you’re sorry for disrespecting the Young Master.”
Your heart pounds heavy in your chest and you hold back tears, you feel like youre in trouble, yet you don’t know what you’ve done wrong.
You cringe, yet you do so, trying not to ruin the leather with slobber. It tastes salty and the texture is unnatural against your face.
“What a sloppy job…,” Barbatos clicks his tongue. “I can only expect so much from an incompetent human.”
You hear his shoes click as he approaches you and a disappointed sigh, Barbatos’ hand tangles into your hair and pushes and holds your head down and your tongue uselessly presses to the slick leather. He’s kneeling behind you, you can feel the heat of his legs beside your back.
He continues to drag your open mouth against Diavolo’s shoes before, once he’s deemed your work acceptable, lets up on you.
Spit dribbles down your chin and you look up at Lord Diavolo pitifully. He cocks his head and keeps his face neutral. Barbatos moves away from behind you, returns to where he stands behind your sight.
“Don’t be so hard on them, Barbatos. Although I can’t say I minded this way of being greeted this way.” A smirk graces his face, and he winks down at you.
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k¡nktober day two - roleplay w diavolo
~450 words
teacher student , blow jobs , maybe power imbalance — its roleplay
“Teacher,” you pout, crocodile tears in your eyes. “I can’t fail again, Lucifer’ll kill me.”
“Perhaps you should have thought about that before failing your sixth quiz this semester, MC.”
“Isn’t there any way I can amend this, teacher?” You bat your eyelashes.
“There is one thing…” Diavolo shifts his legs, drawing your eyes to his prominent bulge.
You drop your eyes and look at him through your eyelashes sultrily. “And that would be?”
“I think you know, my dearest exchange student.” Diavolo palms his growing erection. “What do you say?”
You rub your thighs together and shift side to side, “you’ll fix my grade?”
“Only if you,” Diavolo clicks his tongue, eyes pointing to his bulge.
“Of course, teacher,” you giggle flirtily and walk close enough to him so that when you drop down onto your knees you do not need to crawl far to be in front of him.
His eyes lid and Diavolo lets out a deep, sensual groan when you lean in to rub your face over his clothed bulge. His cock is emanating heat and you push your cheek closer to nuzzle it, then you stick your tongue out and wet the fabric of his crotch, licking on the tented fold.
“Get to it, student.” Diavolo orders with much less bite than he intended.
And you get to it, reaching up your hands to unzip his pants and free his raging cock, dark red with arousal, and the tip absolutely twitching. He’s so large and thick it makes your mouth water.
A quick sweep of your tongue over your lips to wet them, and you lean forward to wrap your lips over most of the head. Diavolo is salty on your tongue and the taste alone is enough to make you crave him crammed down your esophagus. Taking him that far would be enough to render your vocal chords useless for a week.
You hollow your cheeks and suck him as far as you comfortably can. Diavolo tangles his hand into your hair, tugging on the strands a little.
“Good job, keep going like this your grade will be bumped up in no time.” That spurs you to force him deeper in your throat, gagging and slobbering all over him. You’re barely over halfway and you can’t push yourself any further, so you reach up and lubed with your spit, rub your hands over the rest of his monstrous cock.
It doesn’t take much longer before his massive balls are seizing and a huge load is deposited straight to your tummy.
You pull off gasping and sputtering. When you finally can speak you ask, “so, what’s my grade, Teacher?”
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k¡nktober day one - pegging w lucifer
~575 words
cw mean lucifer , teeny bit of aftercare at the end
Of course even when you ask to be on top, Lucifer can’t let you win. You really thought you would, could, be dominant against him, the Avatar of Pride.
You strapped up a large dildo (one of your favorites that Asmo gifted you) and worked him open with your fingers. Lucifer helped guide the strap’s harness’ dildo into your hole, before laying back and spreading his legs to present his dripping one.
His ass was mesmerizing when you finally sunk yourself into him. In and out, watching his hole just take it. Swallowing up your strap hungrily.
“You’re so pretty,” you breathe out. You place your hands on his hips, curling down to his thighs to take hold of the muscle there. His legs lift to give you a better view of his hole, for which you reward him with a blush adorning your cheeks.
“Yeah?” Lucifer chuckled. “You like seeing my ass take a cock?”
A half whine, half sound of awe leaves your throat, “it’s so…” you can’t find the words, so you choose to lean into him and catch his lips with a kiss.
Lucifer meets your lips, a smug sense of pride dripping off of them like nectar.
It takes a minute to get up a rhythm, and you’re keeping a steady thrust into his hole. Each time you fully sink into him, the harness’ own phallus rubs the special spot inside of you.
“Deeper,” Lucifer demands, arching beautifully under your strap. His bare chest prickles with sweat and his hands grab hold of your hips to make your hips move faster inside of him.
You whimper at the sharp pistoning of your hips, making the harness’ dildo hit the perfect spot inside of you.
“I’m trying,” you grunt out, trying to match the pace that Lucifer is guiding you through. Lucifer breathes out a disappointed sigh as your stamina wanes. “‘M sorry, I’m trying.”
“Only so much I can expect of a human,” he snarls out, pushing you back onto the bed to take the position on top.
You whine as he rides your strap, looking up at his disapproving eyes. Mild tears prick at your eyes as you desperately attempt to thrust in time with his bouncing. Lucifer throws his head back and moans low in his throat as his erect cock twitches.
It only takes a couple more hard bounces before his cum splatters all over your belly.
His hips stop, and he lowers himself down onto your strap fully. You stop trying to thrust and blink up at his handsome face.
You haven’t reached your own climax yet, but the feeling of his cum splattered on your skin is all arousing in its own right. Lucifer takes a second to catch his breath, before grinding down onto the dildo with a wanton moan, making the harness rub your sweet spot over and over. Your legs twitch and you wince in pleasure.
“L-Luci,” it barely comes out, throaty with pleasure.
One of his hands lazily comes up to rub over your chest, dragging over your nipples. You twitch harder at the stimulation before shuddering as you come.
“There we go,” Lucifer purrs as he slows his hips to a gentle rock. “Pretty little human,” his soft lips meet yours for a chaste kiss. “You did so well for me. I know I’m mean, I’m sorry, baby.”
You pout up at him, “I was trying my best.”
“I know, little one, I’m just mean. I love you, you did so well.”
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kinktober ao3 obey me collection <3
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^^ hi blog followers!! as i have stated on my ao3 i do not condone l**i or sh**a style / type works:
“[…] I understand the difference of fiction vs reality and it certainly would be worse if a real child were to be shown in a lewd manner, rather than a fictional child. One would have a real person behind it that would be harmed mentally. With my knowledge of law in the area I live in, that content is ILLEGAL, and rightfully counts as CP. I will not harass anyone over this topic, but I do not condone any type of CP.
(I am not a proshipper (?) unless you count yandere dynamics as such.). I want to make my stance clear: children and characters that look or act like children should NOT be shown or seen in a sexual manner.”
* just making my stance clear that i do not wish to write / see / engage with this content. i am only using the official account for the prompts and i have removed that specific section due to its p**ophilic nature. as a victim of p**ophilia i refuse to put myself in a situation to help enable p**ophiles.
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