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horrorartsworld · 2 days

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Hey!! A mutual just sent me your fic "A manspreading man" and gosh,,,definitely one of the best steamy Alastor x reader I've read 😩❤ If you're okay with it, could I request an Alastor x shy!reader where a cozy night when neither of them can sleep so they stay up, maybe having tea together too but, they end up getting steamy with each other?,, 😳 Love your work!! ❤❤

𝓉𝑒𝒶 𝑔𝑜𝓃𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓁𝒹

alastor/shy f!reader

warnings: smut w/ a lil fluffies. pet names. kind of primal alastor. p in v. fingering. dub con. not proofread.

aww thank you nonnie baby!! tbh manspreading man was one of my favorites to write so i’m very glad to hear that you liked it so much to request something this lovely & spicy 🤭 got me going back to my roots with writing for al lol, i hope u enjoy <3

For some odd reason you couldn’t fall asleep. Not that the noises of constant terrors outside and the old sounds of the hotel didn’t have you usually sleeping like a baby it’s just that tonight of all nights seemed different.

Having you tossing and turning like a flopping fish, moments of just staring at the empty ceiling, or throwing a pillow over your face in hopes that you might suffocate yourself to sleep, but none of those seemed to help your ongoing sleep deprivation.

Finally after the last toss you turned you end up throwing yourself out of bed with a huff and your feet seem to oddly enough lead you to none of than Alastor’s quarters right across from your room. The door being slightly cracked enough to let you peak inside, hearing the inviting soft crackly of a jazz record playing and seeing the flicker of a candle going on an end table. Though it seemed very inviting you couldn’t help the sudden nervousness you felt wash over you when you went to approach the door, hugging the blanket you dragged along the way for some kind of support in this. Since you did have a crush on the deer fellow after all and everytime he would come around you would loose all your senses and look like an utter idiot when you’d scurry away from him to save face. In which you were completely committed to doing right now until the door suddenly swung open and you were met with Alastor’s elegantly tall stature.

“Oh!- Well hello my dear..” He speaks surprised to see you standing there holding your blanket in hand, hearing the static in his voice instantly turning your cheeks pink. “What brings you to my door at this hour.?”

You shift on your feet fiddling with your hands in the blanket before speaking, “m’ sorry a-alastor i-i just couldn’t sleep..i’ll be going now..” Your eyes trained on the buttons of his blazer, never meeting his gaze in knowing you’d blush more if you did while you spoke, quickly turning on your heel to make your way back to your room though his clawed hand grabbed your wrist before you could completely make your getaway.

Then you were pulled back to face him, his other hand coming up to your chin to make you look up at him, your cheeks instantly warming up more like you knew they would. “Can’t sleep? You poor thing..I actually have quite the remedy for such things..” He hums, then suddenly letting go of you to grab something from a cupboard leaving you standing there in his doorway.

After a second or two he turns his head to see you standing there sheepishly earning a soft chuckle from him. “Come sit dear..it’ll just be a moment.” He says nodding over to an antique arm chair that sat next to an intricate round table with a matching chair on the other side to go with it.

You shimmy yourself over to it making yourself comfortable on the chair, seeming to feel a bit more relaxed now that you were seated. Alastor then comes to sit down across from you holding two warm teacups that you were sure he used his demon magic to conjure to a certain temp, gesturing it out to you to take. “It’s Chamomile Tea…should do the trick for your sleeplessness..” He says taking his own sip before you did, letting the cup warm up your hands until you tasted it yourself feeling instantly at ease when it went down your throat.

“Wow…that’s good! Thank you Al!” You say with a soft hum and a smile causing Alastor’s smile to look more gentle though something was silently brewing behind those mischievous dial eyes.

“My pleasure my dear…my pleasure indeed..” He takes another sip as there’s a long pause between the two of you. Seeing his gaze over the rim of the cup had wandered down your chest to your hips in an indiscreet way, making your breath slightly falter at the sight.

“S-so…what’re you doing up so late as well?” Your gentle voice hardly above a whisper when you stammer out the question.

“Well I hardly ever sleep..too much to do..and too many folks out there trying to put my head on a mount..” He says nonchalantly in which you nod knowing this was very true with his background, but it was hard to even focus on a simple conversation like this one when his gaze continued its improper cycle along your body.

“Um A-alastor?” You tilt your head down trying to catch his eyes in attempt at getting his attention back by making him realize what he was doing though he already was very much aware what he was doing.

“Hmm? Oh sorry dear, it’s just that…fuck..” He unexpectedly cruses causing your thighs to staple shut when a warmth radiates through your core. Your eyes widening at his outburst, taking note that his chest was rising and falling rather quickly. “W-what’s the matter?” You mutter out confused, big doe eyes searching for some kind of answer on his unreadable face.

A tension brews as a low crackly chuckle escapes from his lips, “You like me don’t you little fawn?”

The unexpected question making a lump form in your throat. Why was he asking this? Were you that obvious? “Going quiet on me now?” His voice rippling through your thoughts with a sense of mocking in his tone. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of darling…” He trails off then getting up from his chair with a creak from its old legs, rounding the small table to come and tower over you, microphone buzzing when he sets it beside him as he leaned into you very close with ether hands at the sides of you clutching the arms of your chair. “..I’m quite fond of you myself..” He husks, his once static voice turning to his normal one as he leaned into your ear to utter those words.

“Y-you are?” You manage to find your voice again, feeling as if the chamomile tea had already kicked in and you were in a surreal dream.

“Mmm yess..” He practically purrs while he toys with the hem of your sleep shorts before riding it up so he can peer down at your plush thighs that were trembling so desperately to try and keep them sealed shut. Then thumbing over the sensitive flesh there he forces them open with his claws digging into them so he could hoist you up and wrap your legs around his hips to bring you to bed and once he has you there he lays you down with him on top but keeping your legs secured around him. “..Feel how much i yearn for you,” he says almost like a question as you then feel him grind his hard on into your clothed warmth. Your face burning as you nod. “Good girl..Shall I show you what I want to do to you?” once more nodding your head he can’t help the low growl admitting from the back of his throat when he slides a finger under the hem of your shorts and pulls them down towards the floor, primal eyes locking onto the wetness of your panties. The sight making his smile enlarged.

“My, My...so soaked just from that?” He couldn’t help but tease, in one single motion ripping your panties off, discarding them just like the shorts.

A low humming buzz is heard when Alastor gets a full view of your needy slick. Pretty pussy, all puffy and red, begging for a good fuck. You couldn’t help instinctively attempt at closing your legs once more with how vulnerable you were infront of him, but he holds them open forcefully with his hands. “Sweetheart..no need to shy away from me…i’m gonna make you feel so good..” you whimper softly just by those cooed words alone, along with the two fingers that were now invading your entrance. The sensation making your body shake as he did it without warning, moving in slow in and out strokes with his fingers, making wet sloshy noises with the air with your hushed whimpers. His fingers feeling like they were so far inside that they’ve reached max capacity…Was his fingers always this long?

“Al-al!..” You whine breathlessly, an all too familiar feeling stirring beneath your tummy with your cunt clenching around his fingers, but he immediately stops just before you could fully come undone.

“Not yet...” He hums with a knowing smile, gently patting your cheek with the other hand. You pout at this though that was quickly replaced when his fingers come in contact with his mouth, softly slurping up the left slick on his fingers, before he crashes his lips on yours, long tongue invading your space making you taste the tangy yet neutral flavor of your own arousal, all while your hips rut against his own in hopes to get that feeling back of your lost euphoria.

Finally getting the hint from your movements he pulls back and takes out his cock, tantalizing tapping it against your aching slit before fully pressing it into your already awaiting pussy. A loud enough cry following with his cock stretching you out with it’s full enough size, reaching much farther lengths then his fingers did. “Such a snug little thing you are,” He hisses while rutting into you, your body bouncing and recoiling with every thrust.

Your head falls back into the mattress, mumbling curses under your breath as the feeling was driving you mad, making him chuckle as you seem to squeeze him in tighter. “You like that..the way my cock just goes in…and out..” He groans as he emphasizes the in and out part by going slow and hard, his cock hitting the wall of your cervix even when he goes slow. “Hey..let me see those pretty fucked out eyes..” he growls lowly, “Atta girl..,” his finger leaning your chin down to look at him, the sight of him so sinful it almost made you come undone on the spot.

His ears flat amongst his head, eyes low and focused and his lip curled almost in a smirk with sweat lining his forehead. You wanted that imagine burned in your brain, which you couldn’t help but admit in your slur of babbles passing from your lips, which only made him fuck you even harder. “Mphmm, yeah? Burned in your brain huh..? That can be arranged..” He snickers genuinely considering haunting you with this imagine from time to time just to make you squirm.

Soon enough, the tightening of your tummy comes back once more and your walls contracts around Alastor’s cock harder then you’d expect. The cum creaming down his cock and dripping onto his sheets beneath you though his pace and speed never lets up. If anything it becomes more impactful as he works up his own orgasm, with you feeling overly sensitive.

His claws dig into your hips as his own snaps ferociously against yours and your post-cumming expression floating in your big eyes was enough to have him over the edge. “I’m gonna make you feel nice and full okay sweetheart?” He seethes out as his hips sputter and he spills his load into your spent little womb.

Slowly pulling out and away, he makes a towel appear in his hand to help you clean up. A soft whimper making its way out at the hollowness you now felt inside, but you were starting to feel sleepy with a small yawn coming after your whimper. “That’s it’s darling…you can sleep now..” He then tucks you under the covers gently with a soft kiss to your forehead seeing your eyes fluttering gently into slumber, completely spent with the workout he just gave you.

After he cleans himself and gets dressed he walks over to the abounded teacups eyeing his own carefully, when he realizes in the murky brew that he accidentally spiked his own somehow, chuckling at his own mix up that ether way seemed to do the trick for your tiresome night.

“No wonder the tea’s gone cold..”

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bruisedboys · 1 year

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eddie only lets you touch his hair. and if someone else does he gets upset I feel.

fr!! hes very particular about who gets to touch his hair. he’s such a dork I love him

fem!reader

eddie finds a knot in his hair at hellfire, and it’s driving him crazy but he can’t get it out himself for the life of him. dustin notices his aggravation and is like dude here. let me and eddie yells at him and slaps his hands away. but then when you come to pick him up from club, he’s pushing himself into your chest, arms around your waist, all whiny. babe :( I got a knot again :(( will you get it out for me?

unfortunately dustin and co are also leaving club and see the whole thing. you getting eddie to sit on a bench as you stand over him. you running your fingers through eddie’s hair gentle as ever, working at the stubborn knot until it’s gone. eddie practically melting under your touch. the sticky, sappy thank you kiss he gives you.

poor eddie doesn’t hear the end of it. complaints of that’s disgusting, dude and why’d you let her touch your hair and not me? it’s childish, eddie thinks. they’re just jealous they don’t have a pretty girl to get knots out of their hair like he does.

#𖦹 aerial!#idk if I did this ask justice but it’s been sitting in my inbox since forever so I just wanted to get something out #I maybe might write a blurb about eddie’s hair just 4 fun tho #ღ eds #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson drabble #eddie munson blurb #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x fem!reader fluff #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson imagine

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sphnyspinspin · 27 days

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Hey, do you know what the trope is when men, specifically in the cartoon medium, wear a red Hawaiian shirt with white flowers on it?

The only men that come to mind are Denny from Robots In Disguise 2015, Rango from Rango, and Master Fu from Miraculous.

I know for a fact that there are more but I just can’t remember any at the moment.

Is it, like, a reference to a really old trope in Hollywood?

Is it secretly symbolic in western animation, specifically geared towards the male demographic?

Do artists just like to draw it because men’s fashion is simply boring and they steal that one character design aspect from previous characters that they drew inspo from in the first place?

Am I reading too much into this?

I. Need. ANSWERS. PLEEEEEASE!

Tagging y’all in case you know something I don’t:

@novafire-is-thinking @autistic-fool-with-ideas @celestite-caroline @frosty-tian @viewer-of-many @gelu-the-babosa-multiversal @luciolefire @mysticfoxdesigns

#sphny speaks (𖦹<𖦹)•*°⊹#writing tropes #animation trope #cartoon tropes #movie tropes #fashion symbolism #fashion #conspiracy theories #hollywood animation trope #transformers #maccadam #maccadams #I’m just gonna look towards my fellow TF fandomers for this one just in case

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gyqru · 5 months

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pls do a Sejanus hurt no comfort where he finds out both the reader and coryo betrayed him

something like this - ‘this hurts so much’ as he lets the silent sobs escape his mouth, the silent tears roll down his cheeks as his back slides down his wall, face in hands weeping for those who broke his heart, longing for their comfort and embrace (idk something like that)

miserable lie — [drabble]

sejanus plinth: district scum with the wealth of a capitol brat.

sejanus finally thought he found someone who accepted him, someone who didn't see him as different because of his past. you were kind to him, treating him like a human being – a refreshing change. soon, you and sejanus were seen together everywhere: in the library, during dinner, and even visiting the capitol zoo together.

however, sejanus noticed how you whispered with coriolanus, keeping your conversations secret, never speaking above a murmur.

sejanus considered both you and coriolanus his best friends, so it confused him whenever your whisper would silence whenever he came around.

though he didn’t let on, deciding to give the both of you the benefit of the doubt. you were his best friend, you wouldn’t ever betray him. would you?

everything unraveled when both you and coriolanus were overheard talking about sejanus in a secluded hallway. your back against a large pillar, leaning on it, you expressed frustration and disdain for the charade.

"can we stop this now?" you grumbled, finding it increasingly difficult to maintain up a fake facade.

coriolanus, immersed in his inner thoughts, stayed silent. rolling your eyes, you sensed he was in another inner monologue.

"your songbird won; you don't need me anymore. we also don't need to 'tolerate' sejanus anymore – can't believe you admitted to that," you continued, joking about the situation.

"could you be quiet for a second? i don't care about that right now," coriolanus interjected, irritated by your interruption, his mind preoccupied with the lingering expression gaul had when the snakes spared lucy.

unbeknownst to both of you, sejanus stood hidden, overhearing your conversation. he heard everything, understanding why you and coriolanus spoke in whispers. the two people he thought he could trust were using him. hearing you speak differently about him made his stomach turn; everything he believed about your friendship was shattered.

sorrow clouded sejanus' mind, head hung low. rethinking every interaction, he let a single tear escape before walking away quietly. sejanus plinth would always be district dirt, even to you – one of the only people he trusted.

alice talks ⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚

can you tell this is my first time writing angst. nonnie hope i did your request justice, love you bad for requesting. i’ll try to make longer sejanus angst stories!!

#songbirds.com 𐙚☆⋆｡𖦹°‧#sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x you #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus deserved better #sejanus my beloved #gyqru #fanfic #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #writing

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shellxrls · 3 months

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there’s like 0.0001% of piss writers here. Please be do not be shy i am begging i have no content to read

I’LL TRY I PROMISE. i’m honestly just kind of torn bc,, i love piss so much, like genuinely 100% i need a shirt that says ‘i 🩷 piss’. BUT, i’ve never actually done anything sexual involving piss 😭😭 so it’s a bit difficult to write bc it’s not a kink i’m actually familiar with irl, and so the logistics are somewhat confusing to me at times.

#this is not to say i have practised every single kink i write ab #but a lot of my writing is things i can rely on to be realistic thru experience so it makes it easier for me #BUT ILL TRY ANON #i’ll rlly try #give me a while to think something up #also i agree we need more coryo piss writers :((#asks.ᐟ ⋆｡˚𖦹 #;anon #;misc #cw piss

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purinfelix · 3 months

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these pics of young carlos are giving me ideass ….. ideas like … a spiderman au fic ………. someone hold me back ….

#will this be the thing to break my writers block?#stay tuned to find out #i might regret posting this if i never acc write it but whatevs #purinfelix #jet rambles 𖦹 #carlos sainz

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milkyruins · 1 year

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## sim jake x reader, KISS CAM— GONE WRONG?!

summary: you work the kiss cams and everything goes smoothly. but one day, the cam gets turned towards you.

genre: fluff

content warnings: mentions of dubcon situations (the concept of the kiss cam), reader is almost physical injured by a basketball, slight peer pressure.

wc: ~.7k

yes, perhaps the concept was outdated. perhaps it created discomfort and dubiously consensual situations for its victims. perhaps it was even, as the aged alumns squawked every game, profane.

but your uni never banished the infamous kiss cam and you were being paid to operate it. and honestly, your wallet couldn’t afford the contemplation of ethics.

it was a pretty easy job– you showed up to the stadium, enjoyed the game like everyone else, and just swiveled around your camera a little during breaks. and it was nice because you always got extra plus one seating, meaning that your sports buff of a boyfriend, jake, could always keep you company with overly complex game analysis and an arm slung over your shoulder.

and it was just about time for half-time. begrudgingly, you left the warm embrace of your boyfriend and made your way to the camera. in a flash, your headset was on, you were scanning the crowds for lovebirds, and the jumbotron was whirring to life. you only had a few more seconds to settle on a duo to project onto the jumbotron, but all the adrenaline you felt as a newbie never arose nowadays. even if the “couple” you landed on wasn’t really a couple, it was the awkward scenarios that also made the kiss cams entertaining.

well, you said that, but the moment you spotted a basketball flying at you in your viewfinder, a decent amount of adrenaline shot through your body. as much as your brain screamed at the rest of your body to move, your legs stiffened, planting you firmly into the ground you stood on. all you could hear was the sound of your own heartbeat ringing in your ear. helplessly, you squeezed shut your eyes.

but the impact you were waiting for never came. as your opened your eyes, you realized that jake’s arms were wrapped around your waist and that you were back on the bleachers.

“babe? are you alright?” jake whispered through his panting. you nodded. you swiveled around and locked eyes with your boyfriend.

“i’d be a goner without you.”

you both laughed. “you’re far too dramatic for your own good.” he replied.

the confusion that settled across the bleacher soon turned into hooting. it sounded like a typical response to the kiss cam… the kiss cam that you weren’t operating.

“shit! i need to work th-”

as you wriggled out of jake’s grasp, you realized the camera was on. and that the lens was pointed at you.

in a mild panic, you readjusted your headset. you needed your manager ASAP.

you heard your manager in a frenzy. “y/n, y/n, do you copy? y/-”

“i’m here.”

a sigh sounded on the other end of the radio. “i’m assuming you’re absolutely confused?”

“that’s about right. how do i fix-”

“y/n, listen to me. the stray basketball ended up hitting the camera and swiveled it toward you and jake. they saw you two being intimate and now want you guys to kiss.”

“fuck.”

the crowd was now cheering louder, and you were pretty sure jake realized what was happening.

“as much as i understand how you’re feeling, please refrain from using that sort of language on the shared-”

jake gently took your headset off for you and placed it on the seat behind him. “you realized?”

he nodded. “it’s kind of obvious when the camera’s pointed directly at us. and the crowd’s cheering ‘camera person’ over and over again.”

you scrunched your nose. “‘camera person’? is that the best they can do?”

jake slipped his arm around your waist, eliciting another wave of cheers from the fans. he pressed his forehead against your own and carded his fingers through your hair. it was just you and him in this moment. “do you want to just get this over with?”

“do you?”

you both nodded at the same time, creating some uncomfortable forehead chafing. but it sent you guys into a fit of giggles, which created a wave of “aws” from the onlookers.

and now it was finally time to get serious.

jake’s hand softly cupped your cheek. you two exchanged a secret smile and then leaned in.

#jake imagines #jake x reader #enypen imagine #enhypen x reader #jake oneshot #enhypen oneshot #jaeyun imagines #sim jake imagines #sim jaeyun imagines #jake fluff #i must have a thing when it comes to writing abt sports #especially with potential head injury via a mysterious flying ball #@my seungkwan soccer au! fic #i hope jakey nation appreciates this blue jay's contribution #! 💬. ⋆｡𖦹 °✩ minis

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muraenide · 2 months

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At the time of writing this, I'm very sleepy, but consider this a "Joan's late night thought" post (It's around 11pm where I'm at).

As my rping career gets more mature I've realized I started to care less about basic stuff like being "ooc" or focused on follower counts or blog aesthetics or trying to get along with everyone's muses on tumblr bc that's nigh impossible. I'm so lazy my theme/rules/graphics are the bare minimum or 90% are copy-pasted from my other blogs or recycled.

Instead, what's more important to me now is *how* I write my replies/threads. Have I cramped too much information in one reply and have made it difficult for rp partners to make their next reply focus on one single direction? Do I leave enough information in one reply to allow my rp partners to continue the thread based on it? Have I picked the best word choices that suit my muse? (Particularly for Jade, he always uses polite forms of every word. So he rarely swears, but here's the fun part. There are ways to make him cuss and still appear faithful to the canon character, but that's EXACTLY a writer's job to make that work even if he never swore on screen to reference from). If we've plotted, did my reply push the plot forward or was it just beating around the bush? Did 10 paragraphs of writing successfully convey what I wanted to show/tell the reader or were they just ramblings that only had a vague meaning of the message I wanted to bring -

I feel that shifting my priority to these concerns rather than the other aspects of rp has made writing really enjoyable for me again (that I haven't felt in years bc I was too caught up with restricting my muse since I tend to have a preference to really stick to the source material, 99% of the times I only write canons, the other "phase" was being too focus on making the writing pretty, but using the right words which doesn't always have to be difficult is far more important than pretty writing) but I can't believe it took me this long to realize that this is not what rp is about.

#𖦹 ⋆꙳ ⁄ ooc.#// im rambling rn but i've really been thinking about these questions a lot and trying to fix my writing through them #// its so fun to pick and dissect how a reply doesn't feel right #// and im v grateful for everyone writing with me bc you give me the chance to perform these experiments on my writing #// I've never been a writer anywhere in rl or in any jobs so it's actually super fun for me as a hobby #// now it's sleep time for me ~

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ohimsummer · 2 months

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I actually think I’m due for a break soon bc writing does not hit the same anymore :///

#cw vent?#sum’z ramblez ⋆｡𖦹°‧#I mean ig it’s fun but as of recent I don’t even feel a desire to share it anymore #I’d rather write and keep it locked away in my notes or my drafts :/ idk #the writing equiv to hating everything you draw…? idk. anyway.#maybe I’ll feel differently in the morning. my head hurts and I feel overwhelmed and totally unmotivated #and also like I wanna cry but that’s normal anyway #k byeeeee

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horrorartsworld · 3 months

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all work & no play

lucifer morningstar/clingy in heat f!reader

warnings: 18+ nsfw content, breeding kink, daddy kink

a/n: i’m not kidding the brain rot is real with this man…

(pic creds: @/AncestralSinner on twt!!)

Lucifer was off on a business meeting with the angels which left you all alone bored and lonesome.

Of course you were missing him…

and of course it was your time of season.

You went back and forth one whether or not you should call him, checking the time almost every second until finally his meeting would be over in the next 5 minutes.

It wouldn’t hurt to call before it ended right?

Hitting his caller id number without a second thought and clicking facetime waiting patiently as you let it ring.

After the third or fourth ring you hear his sweet voice come through, “Hi my pretty girl…what’ve you been up to!”

Your thighs instantly coming together as you nibbled at your bottom lip at how just by seeing him your body temperature skyrocketed.

“I’ve been missing you daddy~” you pout at the screen using a baby voice as you watch his attention avert from you for a moment making your heart practically ache.

“Aww I miss you too honey…i’ll be home in a little bit okay!” his attention still elsewhere but on you. Who could possibly be having all his attention right now besides his baby?

You huff a little at this knowing you were in heat and he wasn’t here to help you.

Then a lightbulb goes off above your head as you held the phone out in front of you, starting to tease yourself a little. Rubbing your hand over your tits, grabbing and squeezing at them and then letting a hand slip under skirt to tease your pussy through your panties letting out a soft whimper causing Lucifer to put his attention back onto you in bewilderment.

Seeing you all desperate and needy that you had to call him on the phone finally put the thought in his mind that you were in heat. His eyes darkening instantly and his forked tongue darting out to lick his lips as he felt like he was practically drooling at the sight of you.

“Oh my sweet baby is in heat huh?” he coos softly as he started making his way out of the building hastily and back onto the streets of Hell.

You nod with still a pout playing at your lips as you start rubbing small circles against your clothed clit.

“Let me see~” his voice dropping an octave loosing it’s usual bubbly like nature.

Shifting the phone down to your skirt you move your panties to the side showing your already soaking entrance. Delicate fingers spreading yourself open to show off your sweet little hole to him that was aching to be filled.

“Fuuuuuck baby~” Lucifer moans on the other side of the phone not caring what sinner saw their overlord in such a primal and vulnerable state with his little girl begging him to breed her on the phone.

His hard-on straining so painful against his pants, which a couple whores on the street gave a whistle to and made him offers to come back with them, but he was so infatuated with you in heat right now he could careless, with your guys shared home being only two more blocks away.

“Just be a good girl and wait for daddy okay? I’ll be right there~” nodding obediently as Lucifer unexpectedly hangs up the phone making you huff once more.

You weren’t sure what to do with yourself for those few minutes, but before you could think about it there was a sound of keys jiggling at the door making you perk up within an instant.

The door swung open revealing Lucifer with his chest rising and falling rather quickly as his wings had been flared out now slowly going away in a ‘poof’ Seeming as though he flew here in a hurry just to please you.

“Oh come to daddy~” he purred with his arms outstretched and a hungry look dancing in his eye.

You didn’t hesitate as you walked over to him swaying your hips in a saucy manner which he quite liked as his eyes bounced with each movement. Wrapping your arms around his neck as you gave him a sweet kiss.

Lucifer hummed against your lips pleased as his hands started to slowly glide from down your waist to grab up under your thighs, hoisting you up to carry you back over to the sofa you were sitting on earlier.

Sitting himself down with you nestled in his lap facing him. His hands feeling how warm your skin was against his fingertips as just his touch was making you squirm against him, innocent lap sitting turned into you desperately grinding against him just to get off some how.

“W-woah slow down princess” he massages your hips pulling away from the kiss as he was starting to get more hot himself.

His hard-on from before still very much erect as it was nestled between your thighs igniting the heat deep in your core. You feel a little embarrassed and shy now that he was in front of you, but you just couldn’t stop humping him.

“I-I can’t” you sniffle, needing to feel relief so badly it hurts.

“Oh my sweet girl, it’s okay, shh.” he tries to calm you down as he gives a soft kiss to your forehead and squeezes your hips a little.

"You want daddy to make you feel nice and full. Is that right?" feeling a blush creep onto your cheeks as you nod, but you still can't control the way your hips are moving.

"Maybe claim you completely…Would you like that?"

Hearing his warm words in your ear was driving you up the wall, kneading your hands against his shoulders as a more pleading look decorated your features.

“Tell daddy baby~..” kissing your ear gently then peppering wet kisses down your neck.

Your mind so full of your arousal like this you had a hard time with forming your words.

“I w-want yo-ou~” you muster out softly as you then got up from your spot on his lap turning yourself around to present yourself to him.

Lucifer is nearly at a loss for words, too, seeing your cute little behind and the obvious wet patch on your panties where your skirt had been hiked up.

"Y-you want me in there?”

You nod gingerly as he then rubs a thumb over the wet patch lightly grazing your clit against your panties making you whine. He cruses under his breath as he doesn’t hesitate pulling you back down against his lap after making that noise showing how eager he was getting himself.

"You wanna come sit on my cock?" he offers, tugging your panties aside with a moan, seeing how your dripping down your thighs for him.

"Right here, angel" he pulls his angry erection out from his nice dress pants, lining himself up and stretching you open.

You feel the spread of his tip that could satisfy you alone with the width and thickness, but he couldn’t hold back anymore as he pulled you down onto him with a groan, "S-sweetheart…you’re soo tight~”

You whimper as that ache in your tummy was finally being satisfied with ease and loving. Looking back to see Lucifer completely entranced with you going up and down his length with his guide, his lower lip sucked in between his teeth.

"Fuck that's it, baby- you’re doing such a good job for daddy," he coos then pulling your body closer, pressing kisses to the back of your neck in his warm embrace.

He fucks away your embarrassment of being in such incredible need, with that fiery heat inside you. It all starts melting away, dripping down his cock until you feel him start to pulse and throb inside you.

"I-I’m s-so m fucking close-"

"P-please cum daddy" You mewl, hearing him growl behind you as you egged him on making him grab your hips a little firmer as he brought you down on him harder. Turning back at him once more to see that gorgeous, pleasured look on his face as he gets his first orgasm.

Breathing heavily now, you go to stand up to let him rest, but his hands grab onto your waist once more and he keeps you seated on his length.

"You wanna go again?"

He feels you clenching on him already with that surprised look on your face.

"Haha, why should we stop there?..I don’t got any meetings tommorrow- so i can give you allllll the attention you want”

He knows that when his sweet girl is in heat that she needs all the attention she can get…Not only with lots of love, but a nice long dick that’ll keep her filled with it’s cum.

He just wanted to make you happy.

Hearing this almost had you to the point of crying tears a pure joy that it was almost overwhelming that he wanted to take care of you like this.

So you let him do just that all night long, till he had you resting against his bare chest completely spent letting out soft sighs as you slept. He couldn’t help but smile down at his pretty girl cuddled up against him, pulling a blanket over the two of you before whispering, “i love you”, giving you a soft kiss amongst your head and then settling him self down for a much needed rest.

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