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babyjakes · 4 months

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devils roll the dice.

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event | kinkmas 2023

prompts | sex tape + medfet

pairing | hitman!robert pronge x innocent!reader

warnings | extremely dark, the darkest thing i've ever written (we've entered dead dove do not eat territory; please heed ALL warnings.) canon-level mature themes: kidnapping, torture films, murder. implications that reader will be killed. robert is cold and ruthless. innocent!virgin!reader. filming of illicit sex tape. reader is blindfolded and gagged. restraints. medfet elements: robert's little setup is giving vintage white tile exam room, exam table, stirrups, those gd black gloves, speculum use. clit focus (puff puff content incoming.) vibrator. multiple forced orgasms. squirting. overstimulation. mocking and degradation. robert puts a cig out on reader's leg. written in 3rd person idk.

word count | 1,485

an | i'm kind of sitting here like wtf, ,, what is this and how did it come out of me lol. a little nervous to post, but i trust you guys to make responsible decisions about the media you consume!!! i'll probably never write something this fucked up again but for whatever reason it was just flowing out of me tonight folks, please again i'm begging you go read the warnings, like a second time through wouldn't hurt lol, and i hope you enjoy!!

Bringing its bitter end to his lips, Robert used one hand to draw in a deep breath of his dwindling cigarette, the other lazily holding a black magic wand in its designated place. He was nearly an hour into the day's filming session, and his subject was reaching a level of exhaustion and misery that made her more annoying to play with than anything else. But knowing he needed to milk at least a little more footage out of her before putting her back under and calling it a day, the man kept at the task. He tried to remind himself that he should be enjoying himself; considering the kinds of commissions he generally had to choose from, this particular case was a treat. A pretty little virgin, as soft and pure as the early spring rain, with the most stunning body the criminal had ever had the privilege of defiling. He could spend another thirty minutes at his station, watching as all the life and dignity were drained out of his poor little victim like blood dripping to the cold tile floor.

Through the musty cloth rammed between her battered lips, the poor girl's cries were escalating as her tormentor swirled the curve of the wand's slick bulb over her burning clit. Robert knew what her worsening wails meant; with a callous grin, he pulled his cig from his mouth just in time to press its smoking end to the girl's inner thigh as she came. With the howl she let out, he was thankful for the buffer the gag provided. "Noisy little bitch," he laughed as her juices sprayed out against his gloved hands. "That's it, slut. Fucking take it."

Glancing at the camcorder sitting off to his side, Robert considered his options. As much satisfaction as he derived from seeing how many orgasms could be wrung out of the poor thing before her body knocked her out as an act of mercy, his sadistic tendencies were getting bored of the monotony. Tossing the used cigarette to the floor, the man slowed the wand to a stop. He rolled away slightly on his stool, tossing the condom that was wrapped over the toy's head into the large black trash bag sitting in the center of the large room's floor. This far into his career, Robert had his methods down to a science. There was a way to keep everything clean, everything untraceable.

It was the whole purpose of his "worksite"; it provided a secure, controlled environment for the entire job to take place in, from start to flatline finish. The "set" was by far his favorite portion of the space, and understandably so, as it's where his sick imagination got to run wild for hours, days on end. And his clients were just as enthusiastic about the vivid stage he had put together for their subjects to shine on. It was somewhat inspired by a vintage gynecology office. He had the classic off-white exam table, equipped with a daunting pair of metal stirrups that were always positioned just a little wider than what would be comfortable. A sturdy set of restraints were of course a must, and to make sure the camera picked up on every agonizing detail, he had installed an adjustable surgical light overhead that could be aimed and drawn in to illuminate any area or action he chose. He hadn't struggled to gather all the tools and instruments he could ever want, either. A few of his buyers were licensed professionals themselves, opening the door to acquiring inventory from the big-name brands in bulk.

The other corners of the room had their designated uses as well: one with a filthy mattress for the unconscious victims to waste away on as heavy drugs pumped through their systems, another with large plastic sheets covering the floor, walls, and ceiling where the poor souls were hosed down (inside and out) before a bullet to the temple inevitably ended their long days of suffering. But most of their waking hours were spent on that dreaded padded table, the very spot where Robert's most recent capture was using the few moments he spent away from his station desperately trying to regain control of her breathing.

He returned to his position swiftly after switching out his soiled pair of black gloves for fresh ones, not wanting to waste any of his or his client's time. The sight of the girl's abused sex was enough to make the man drool; it had been quite some time since he had seen such a marvelous-looking cunt, so glorious in its messy destruction. Knowing he should share the beautiful sight, he took the time to adjust the camera, zooming in from a full-body shot to focus solely on the spot between the victim's legs. With the humiliating inspection he was preparing to perform, he wanted to be sure his buyer got to see each drop of come the poor girl let out, every twitch and spasm he would pull from her helpless body.

"Now let's see here," the man breathed as he brought his gloved fingers up to gently spread out the ruined-looking pussy before him. Noticing the way his subject winced as her puffy folds were pried open, he couldn't help but laugh in dark delight. He drew his attention to her throbbing clit, noting how much it had grown in size from all those unwanted orgasms he had forced out of her. Its hood was completely retracted, leaving the poor bud exposed to the open air. In a moment of perverted curiosity, Robert pinched the hardened nub harshly between his fingers, earning the prettiest sob he had heard from the girl all day. He chuckled once more, rolling and pulling at the knot of flesh for a few more seconds of additional torture before finally moving his hands away.

"What do you think? Should we try for one more?" he mused mockingly as he grabbed a plastic speculum from one of the drawers built in beneath the table, unwrapping it and tossing its trash to the side before pausing to grin deviously over his victim. Glancing up at her head, he realized it was still covered with a black hood he had put on her at the beginning of the shoot. The buyer had requested for her to be blindfolded like this for a decent portion of the film, offering the explanation that she was "afraid of the dark," and that he wanted to see her in as much pain and fear as humanly possible. The hood had served its purpose for the day, but now, Robert wanted the poor girl to see each and every way he was going to be violating her body in real time. In one swift motion, he reached up and pulled the pocket of fabric away, exposing her stunning tear-stained face. "Hi sweetheart," he greeted viciously. Just as he was hoping, her cries worsened as she saw the dreaded tool in his hands. He had a certain liking for holding up the devices he was preparing to use to see his victim's reactions; after all, he got off on fear and dread just as much as his clients did.

"Time to open up this pretty little cunt and see what kind of damage we did," the man enthused as he forced the tip of the instrument into the girl's drenched opening. By now, she had been well stretched out and ruined by her captor's horrific methods. Grappling with his usual lack of restraint and self-control, Robert had barely made the drive back with the girl tied up in his trunk without pulling over and popping that perfect little cherry on his own time, without a single camera properly rolling.

Turning the speculum as it was fully inserted, the man took great pleasure in squeezing the handle to force the tool open, each tiny click that sounded only stretching the poor thing's aching walls out to a further, more painful degree. "There," he sighed in satisfaction as the last notch was reached. Pulling his hands away, he gave himself and the camera a few seconds to enjoy the view of the girl's milky insides, so worn and sore from the days of torture she'd endured.

"Alright. One more," he finally hummed, using his gloved fingers to collect some of the plentiful slick dripping from the speculum before dragging them up to find that adorable little button he loved bullying so much. Her fading sobs were revived in an instant, her throat growing hoarse from all the screaming she'd done. But as much as she cried, Robert was determined to get one final orgasm from her before putting her back under for the day. After spending so much time making that pretty pussy as puffy and sensitive as possible, he deserved to see it coming all stretched out painfully over his instrument of choice.

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unholy-screeching9 · 9 months

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Could we possibly get some birthday headcanons? They can either be sfw or nsfw!

Why certainly, my dear! And wouldn't you know it, it was JUST Dice's birthday yesterday... I've got a wicked sense of timing. I hope these are to your liking! If not, or if you want some for your birthday instead, let me know. By all means, enjoy!

NSFW CONTENT WARNING! 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI.

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King Dice x Reader - A Special Birthday Gift

I do just wanna put out there that this does have a bit of COMPLETELY CONSENSUAL somno content. If this type of writing makes you uncomfortable, these headcanons might not be for you! Please be careful, my dears. <3

King Dice x Reader - A Special Birthday Gift (GAME)

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEE—

Your hand frantically slams down on the source of the horrible noise, and you quickly sit up in bed, making sure you shut off your alarm clock completely. 6 AM, on the dot.

Normally, it would be your husband’s clock to rouse you from your slumber, letting him (and you) know that it’s time to get up and conquer the day. But today is different. Today is a day that King Dice needn’t lift a finger.

His birthday.

You hear a low, sleepy groan and the rustling of bed sheets next to you as your lover shifts around in your large bed, stirred by the sudden liveliness of the room.

You stay completely still, watching him in the dark with wide eyes as he finally settles, letting out a contented sigh. Gentle snoring starts up once again, allowing you to release the breath you were holding. That was close.

A smile creeps up on your cheeks as you slowly slip out of bed, careful not to rustle around too much in fear of disturbing the sleeping die again. Upon your success, you grin to yourself, pulling the covers back to their proper place. You seal your work with a gentle kiss to Dice’s cheek, earning a rather adorable mumble, and tiptoe out of the room to let him catch some extra z’s.

Days where the both of you don’t have to work are hard to come by, especially during either one of your birthdays. However, Lucifer seems to have a SLIGHT shred of good left inside him, and your boss finally lets you take a requested day off without too much fuss.

With a whole lot of luck and some minor pressing, you finally have the chance to celebrate Dice’s special day with no interruptions from the casino, or anything else for that matter. This is a one in a million opportunity for you both, and dammit, you will NOT let it slip by.

You don’t want to have some type of set schedule just yet, however. After all, this is about what Dice might want to do for the day, and your husband can be rather unpredictable.

Some days, all the man wants to do is snuggle up in bed with you, lazily reading with you and indulging in some pleasurable activities in between. Breakfast in bed, lunch on the patio, with a nice quiet dinner eaten carelessly in the kitchen. No need for going out and mingling with the common folk.

Other days, Dice is truly the life of the party. Both of you are up bright and early to prepare for a wonderful day out on the town, where all the high-end restaurants await. And afterwards, you two would pop into the casino, and enjoy a nice round of drinks together. Maybe even a little while on the dance floor, basking in the attention and ambiance that only Old Scratch’s establishment could provide. The King would insist on paying for everything, simply wanting to spend the night dancing away with you no matter the cost.

You support whatever decision he makes for the day, even if you secretly hope for one or the other. Besides, as long as Dice is happy, why wouldn’t you be? You get to spend the whole time with him on his special day, and that is just perfect for you, no matter what you two are doing.

However, that doesn’t mean there aren’t a few things you can do at home to make Dice’s birthday just that much more special.

Like making him a nice breakfast, for example. Baking his favorite cake, with dark chocolate batter and strawberry cocoa icing, decorated with chocolate shavings and fresh fruit. Letting him sleep in, while you take care of your usual morning routine as a nice little surprise for him to wake up to.

And perhaps, even surprising him with a rather pleasurable birthday present to start off the day. That last thought sends an excited chill down your spine, lingering in the back of your brain as you head to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Getting frisky with your man as he finishes would be such a treat, both for him and you.

With your newfound motivation, you quickly prepare Dice’s favorites, your multitasking skills coming quite in handy as you chop your chocolate for the cake while the eggs cook on your skillet. You’ve always been partial to the food Dice has his cards bring you both during a busy work day—they really are excellent cooks. But, there’s something personal about the food you prepare, using the same fresh ingredients.

It’s just nice to be able to do something around the house yourself, even if it’s just a simple meal. Not only do Dice’s loyal servants catch a bit of a break, but you get the chance to accomplish something your husband will enjoy.

As the oven timer dings, letting you know that it’s been preheated, you take your eggs off the pan and plate them accordingly: scrambled for you, over-easy for Dice. Perfectly cooked whites, and silky, runny yolks. Just how he likes it. Your bread is still toasting, so you take the time to get your battered cake pans in the oven and clean up a little. You’ve placed multiple pans inside at one time, so the cakes will take a while longer to bake. You estimate about 45 minutes to an hour. Perfect.

That leaves you time to eat breakfast with Dice in bed, along with a little… different kind of dessert for yourself.

Your bread finishes toasting just as you start to lose control of your excitement. You slice the pieces into triangles, gathering some butter and jam for the two of you to share. The food looks delicious, steaming hot and perfect for a quiet Saturday morning. Gathering everything onto a tray, you start off back to your chambers, keeping an eye on the clock to remember how much time your cakes have left to bake.

40 minutes. Plenty of time.

You quietly creak open the door to the dark bedroom, the morning sun just starting to peek in through the closed curtains. The soft snores you hear let you know that Dice is still asleep, so your movements silence as you creep over to the king sized bed. Smiling fondly, you set down the prepared breakfast on his nightstand and take a seat on his side of the mattress.

As much as you want him to eat while the food is still hot, the way he’s curled up underneath the duvet is so heartwarming. It’d be such a shame to disturb him as he rests, but what would be more cruel? Waking him too soon, or having him eat cold eggs and pancakes?

Or… what if you make his little wake-up call more pleasurable, and indulge your desires a little early?

Now that seems like a much more appealing decision. One that you’re finally willing to act on, after so much hesitation.

You remember months ago, when you both had talked about occasionally giving in to your pleasures while one of you is asleep. And much to your surprise, Dice had been more than happy to jump on the boat, not only giving you permission to have your way with him at any point, but encouraging it.

“I trust you, darlin’. We’ve been married for years now, and sometimes, the need strikes when you least expect it. I don’t want you to get yourself into a tizzy just because you don’t want to be some type of burden. If you need to release your stress and I’m asleep, it’s okay if you continue. I surely won’t complain about it~”

You’ve been worried about breaking your bond many times, even after your conversation (and many reassurances), but what sticks in your mind and eventually convinces you is Dice’s proclamation of the trust he has for you. He and you both know damn well that you want the best for each other, and would never EVER break the trust you have for one another.

So, with that in mind, you find the courage to act.

Quiet as a mouse and as sly as a fox, you slip under the thick blankets, making your way on top of Dice’s sleeping form. Summer has blessed you with such an amazing gift—it’s much too hot for your lover to wear anything other than boxers to bed. And goodness, he’s so warm… You wonder how the King doesn’t suffer from heat stroke with all these blankets covering him up.

And yet, you’re thankful for his body temperature. You have your own humanoid heater, warming you up and protecting you from the piercing chill of night. Just another one of Dice’s subtle quirks that make you fall that much more in love with him.

After taking a second to relish in the comforting cuddles with the sleeping man beneath you, you return to your mission, your fingers grazing over the soft fabric before tugging at the top band, wondering if that would be enough to rouse him. Of course it isn’t. The King has always been such a heavy sleeper.

Would he even wake up to your pleasant little surprise? Well, there’s only one way to find out.

With a careful hand, you ever so gently massage his dick through the cloth, your smile growing as Dice starts to whine for you, even in his sleep. God, he’s just so precious, your heart can barely take it. He’s coming undone for you and you’ve barely even touched him yet!

You continue fondling him with care, your grin widening the more he groans and unconsciously mumbles for you to continue.

“Mmm… Don’t… Don’t stop… please… can’t wait anymore…”

Smiling to yourself as his boxers start to tighten from his erection, you figure that you’ve teased enough. It is his birthday, so it wouldn’t be right to keep him waiting, now would it? No, no it certainly wouldn’t.

“Alright, baby. I won’t make you wait anymore.” You coo lovingly, slipping his briefs down and silently squealing in delight as his cock springs to life. Now that is a sight you’ll never grow tired of.

Dice’s body is truly a work of art—he’s so unbelievably handsome, you wonder how the hell you ever got so lucky. His skin is crazy smooth to the touch, his muscles perfectly carved, right down to that beautifully throbbing dick, resting between your hands like lock and key.

He looks absolutely delicious.

Feeling starving and eager to wake him, you lower your lips onto his tip, thoughtfully sucking every last drop of precum that escapes. Good heavens, he tastes incredible, you wonder if you’ll even be interested in the food you brought once you’re through with him.

Oh, right, the food. It’s getting cold. Seems like you’d better pick up the pace…

Once you adjust to the overwhelming pleasure of having Dice’s hardness in your mouth, you slowly start to push your head down, taking in as much as possible until you can barely breathe.

The sleepy, desperate groans coming from your needy husband only encourage you to go further, speeding up your head bobbing and grabbing onto his toned thighs for support. Good GOD, he tastes incredible. And there’s so much of him, you can barely get it all down your throat. Yet, you manage. The King has trained you well.

Speaking of the King…

A sudden hand reaches down and grabs you by the back of your head, causing you to squeak in surprise. You pause your movements, your mouth taking in about half his length, and peer up to see something nothing short of perfection.

Your gorgeous husband, looking slightly disheveled from sleep, smirks down at you from outside the covers. You hadn’t had the chance to see his facial expression as you worked, not wanting to peek out from underneath the covers, but now that he had lifted the blankets to take a look at what had awoken him?

You regret not taking a look sooner.

Amused by your infatuation, Dice laughs softly, leaning forward and brushing a stray hair from your face, wanting to take you in at full view.

“Well, lookie what we have here… I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a pretty sight in my whole damn life. It looks like you’ve finally taken me up on my offer, huh sugar?”

You nod in confirmation, blushing like a tomato as you finally realize the situation you’ve put yourself in. You’re having a conversation with him, the first conversation of the day, right in the middle of sucking his dick. You had woken him up, as you had planned, but you really don’t feel like stopping just yet.

Fortunately, with the way Dice starts to guide you back into motion with his hand, it seems that he doesn’t want you to stop either.

Your eyes slowly flutter shut as you continue your work with your man’s help, moaning slightly the more Dice pushes your head down on his cock. Not wanting to ruin the moment, you sacrifice your vision, using your ears as your cues to tell whether or not he’s enjoying his little present.

“Ohh, sweetheart, you’re really spoiling me today, aren’t you? Sweet SATAN, the way you’re using your tongue like that… Mmmm… Don’t stop, darlin’, I’ll never forgive you if you don’t finish the job!~”

Yeah, it’s safe to say that he’s enjoying it very much. Which is great, because you’re having the best meal of your life.

Having become so focused on Dice’s moans and praises, you almost fail to notice the building pressure in your mouth, sending your insides into a frenzy. He’s getting close. Oh, shit, he’s getting CLOSE.

You groan in pleasure as his hand shoves you back down, his tip pushing against the back of your throat and almost causing you to gag. But you manage perfectly well. There’s no chance your reflexes could ruin this moment. For you, or for the birthday boy.

Slowly and with slight hesitation, you find it in you to open your eyes and take another peek at Dice, and man, are you glad you did. He looks so goddamn hot as he comes undone, getting closer and closer to sweet release. The sweat beading down his muscles, his perfectly square teeth gritted in an effort to contain his instincts, those beautiful eyes tightly squeezed shut. The loud, sensational grunts of pleasure that slip through his teeth, telling you that you’re doing a splendid job.

Oh lord, the sight is enough to push you to your breaking point, as well. Your legs tremble slightly as your juices flow uncontrollably out of you, effectively soaking through your underwear and a little bit of your bottoms. It’s a good thing you didn’t change into your day clothes yet.

Throwing his head back, Dice lets out a euphoric scream as he bucks his hips into your mouth, shoving the rest of his length into your mouth.

“FUCK, BABYDOLL! The food you made smells delicious, but I’m about to stuff you so hard you won’t be able to take a single bite!~”

Heh. Good. That breakfast is all for him, anyway. To hell with your food, you’re getting something much more appetizing.

Though, you can’t exactly tell him that. So instead, you show him, by letting out another loud moan and sucking up whatever leakage his tip was providing. The few drops before the storm, so to speak.

“Shit, SHIT! Baby, I can’t hold it anymore! FuckfuckfUCKFUCK–!”

Finally!

Your nails dig slightly into his hips as you brace yourself, moaning as Dice’s seed bursts into your mouth, shooting right down your throat, ceasing your breathing for a minute as you try and gulp down every last drop. He wasn’t lying about his ‘stuffing’ comment earlier—there is a lot for you to swallow down. But gracious, does he taste divine. You don’t give a damn about anything else at the moment; all you need is to take care of the mess your husband made into your mouth.

Dice pants loudly, trying desperately to catch his breath, his groans elevating an octave as he slowly leans back, allowing you some air as you continue to enjoy your improvised breakfast. Slowly but surely, you finish every single drop of seed that Dice had given you, lifting your head off his cock with a satisfying -pop!- from your lips.

Starting to catch your breath, you slither upwards from under the sheets, popping your head out of the covers from the opening Dice provides with his arm. Smiling happily to yourself, you lay on top of him once more, appreciating the addicting smell of his natural smoky musk as you enjoy the aftermath of your little morning session.

Your belly is full, your pelvis is happy, and your husband is satisfied. What a perfect start to the morning, you think to yourself. And goodness, does Dice agree.

“What a fantastic way to wake up, baby. I gotta say, every year I keep wondering how you might surprise me on my birthday, and you come through every time. You’re truly a peach, darlin’.”

“Aww, how sweet of you, sugarcube! But enough about me, this is a day about you. Happy birthday, Dice. While I’m happy to hear that you’ve enjoyed your wake-up call, that’s not the only trick I have up my sleeve…”

To prove your point, you gesture to the breakfast tray waiting for him with all of his special foods you had prepared, still warm even after everything you both have done together. Dice picks up the tray with an elated grin, kissing the top of your tired head as he balances both you and the tray in the bed.

“Oh, baby, you shouldn’t have! This looks and smells delicious, as always. I’ll never understand why you insist on spoiling me so much.”

“Nonsense, my King. Only the best for you, right? Especially on your birthday.”

You smile warmly as you watch Dice eat, occasionally offering you a bite and laughing softly at each refusal you give. He wasn’t expecting to have actually stuffed you so much you lost your appetite. A shame to him, since the food tastes wonderful, but an absolute win for you, since your breakfast was much more rewarding.

You’re just glad that your husband is enjoying what you’ve made for him, despite the tray having sat on the nightstand for the last hour or so. Despite the slight burning smell that reaches your nose, making you wonder if you had spent a little too much time cooking the pancakes.

Wait. No, the pancakes are fine. But…

Fuck!

“SHIT, baby, your cake!” You shriek in horror, quickly scrambling out of Dice’s grip. “Your cake is burning!!”

Dice takes a moment, sniffing the air to try and understand what you’re talking about, before chuckling sweetly. On ANY OTHER occasion, a sound that would send you right into the heavens.

“I suppose we got a little carried away, didn’t we?”

“Dice, that’s not the point! The cake is STILL in the oven!!” You shriek back, rushing out of the room to try and salvage the havoc that is wreaking in your kitchen.

Dice watches you go for a moment, his groggy brain still trying to process what’s going on. But seconds later, he’s running right after you, laughing every step of the way and teasing the absolute hell out of you for causing such a ruckus at 8 in the morning.

While you might not ever see why, Dice can’t help but think to himself as he watches you mourn the loss of the cake that hadn’t even been completed yet…

Truly, the start of one of the best birthdays he’s ever had.

King Dice x Reader - A Special Birthday Gift (SHOW)

Ugh. Morning, already.

Your eyes squeeze tightly shut for a moment, trying to block out the annoyingly beautiful sunlight that starts to peek inside from the blinds of your large windows. As beautiful as the curtains of your bed’s canopy are, they are just no match for the sun’s glory.

Giving up on sleep, you slowly squint your eyes open, blinking rapidly in an effort to adjust to the morning that had oh-so-quickly crept up on you. Luckily, your eyes are met with a sight so pretty that your crankiness fades away completely at the drop of a hat.

You’re met face to face with your darling husband, who is still sound asleep and snoring quietly in your ear, completely oblivious to the morning light that had disturbed you. Sometimes, you still wonder how you were lucky enough to fall into the sights of the legendary King Dice, but life is always full of beautiful surprises.

Such as the surprise of a rare day off, that you had failed to realize until just a few seconds ago. Dice, still in bed with you? Sleeping soundly, even as the morning light pours in? Thank you, Satan!

Not wanting to disturb your lover, you crane your head to the side, checking the date on the calendar, your heart skipping several beats as the realization dawns on you. It’s no wonder Dice has the day off today.

It’s his birthday!

This is perfect. Not only is today a day for Dice to take it easy and celebrate his special day, but it’s the weekend, meaning you don’t have to work either. You both have the entire day to spend together, however Dice wants. This is an opportunity that neither of you have had for weeks, and the fact that the stars finally align in your favor on his birthday, no less? Well, how could you not be excited?

You don’t know how the whimsical showman might want to spend his day off, as his mood can change by the hour. However, there’s no doubt in your mind that he would at least love a good breakfast with you, right? And of course, a purple velvet cake with cream cheese frosting. Truly a staple that has lasted in your little household for years.

Excited to get the day started, you move to get up, but a pair of arms you didn’t realize were wrapped around you hold you back. You look down to examine your situation, and to your amusement, you realize that Dice started clinging to you in the middle of the night, and is now the obstacle that is keeping you from moving out of the bed.

Normally, you would answer his unconscious pleas, and stay in bed with him to snuggle. As much as you would feel the need to be productive, there’s just something about the way his strong arms envelope you in his warmth that always convinces you to sleep in along with him.

But not today.

Even if it is his birthday, you have things planned for his morning other than sleeping it away. So you slowly, carefully, slide out of his grip, your heart aching slightly as Dice groans softly in protest.

To ease him back into blissful dreamland, you bring the warm comforter back over his shoulders, planting a loving kiss to the three-face of his head. Feeling relaxed and loved, a smile forms across the sleeping die’s lips, and he lets out a low, satisfied hum as he drifts back off completely.

You allow your erratic heart to slow down once again, thankful for your success in keeping him asleep as you silently sneak out of the posh bedroom, closing the blinds on your way out to keep the light as dim as possible.

Slowly closing the door behind you, you head to the kitchen with a spring in your step, ideas of many possible birthday surprises flowing in your head. As you prep your ingredients and preheat your oven, you wonder if there’s something extra you could give Dice to make his morning that much more special. Of course, a beautiful cake and delicious breakfast are in order, but you make breakfast all the time, and cake is something everyone has on their birthday.

As you chop up your toppings for Dice’s omelette, adding your ingredients for his cake into the mixer, you ponder over something more personal you could give him. Something that comes from you, and ONLY you. That no one else could replicate…

Bingo.

You’ve got it. And boy, will it be good. Maybe, if you play this right, you could sway your lover into the idea of staying in for the day, anyway.

Eventually, your cake pans head into the oven, and your beaten eggs are added to the pans waiting on the stove, piping hot with fresh butter. While your cakes bake, you work on your sides, whipping up some fruit salad, perfectly golden toast, and bacon.

By the time your omelettes finish cooking, you’ve got about 10 minutes left for your cakes, so you decide to play it safe and just wait it out. In the meantime, you run your plates under some hot water to keep them warm, setting up everything for breakfast so it not only stays heated, but it looks (and smells) wonderful.

By the time you finish plating, your mental timer dings in your head, and you quickly pull out the cake pans, setting them on the cooling rack. You’ll ice the tiers later. It can be a fun way to spend the rest of your morning with Dice anyway, after breakfast.

Satisfied with your work, you grab your tray and make your way back to the bedroom, carefully turning the doorknob and stepping inside.

Dice is still fast asleep, so you make sure your movements are quiet as you head over to the bed, sitting the tray on his nightstand and crawling back under the sheets.

Watching him rest, you can’t help but smile softly, admiring the way he looks. Buried beneath the blankets, slightly curled up, completely dead to the world… It’s honestly so sweet, you don’t even want to disturb him.

But yet, you don’t want his breakfast to be cold, either. Plus, you don’t want him to sleep the entire morning away, when you’ve got a special surprise planned for him.

You carefully scoot closer to Dice, taking in a few more precious moments of his sleeping face before pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead. Of course, your mark of affection doesn’t do much to rouse the tired showman, and the most you get is a quiet murmur. You’ll need to do more than that.

With a loving smile, you gently rub up and down his bicep, chuckling quietly as he wraps his arms back around you and pulls you closer. You continue your kisses, planting several more gentle pecks onto his pip for a nose, his cheeks, his mustache, the bottom edge of his head, and eventually, you start to peck his lips.

Over. And over again. Wrapping your arms around his neck area, your hands cupping his three-face and four-face as you continue to press loving, sweet kisses all over your husband's beautiful lips.

To your delight, Dice starts to laugh sleepily, starting to return your kisses and holding you tighter. His hands caress your wonderful skin as you make out with one another, his eyes slowly fluttering open as you finally take a second for some air.

While you catch your breath, the showman watches you in adoration, grinning drowsily and cupping your cheek.

“My, my… what a pleasant surprise. It seems I have woken up to a beautiful angel, blessing my morning with the most wonderful of kisses.~”

Blushing at his flirtatious ‘good morning’ (and that captivating morning voice, to boot), you smile back up at him and press another peck to his lips, only proving his point.

“Good morning to you too, my Number One. Happy birthday!” You greet warmly, pressing your forehead against his and giggling excitedly.

Dice sits up in bed with you, pulling you into his lap and relishing in the melodious echoes of your laughter. A beautiful sound that couldn’t possibly be replicated, or replaced. God, how he loves you.

“Why thank you, my dear! Here’s to another fantastic year of being the luckiest husband alive.”

“I’m the one who’s lucky, Dice…” you grin, snuggling into your rightful place on top of him with your head resting against his shoulder. “The living legend, everyone’s favorite master of ceremonies, choosing me as his spouse? Now THAT is what I call luck.”

“You forget that you had me hooked first, my love. Don’t you remember how desperate I was to call you mine? To have you all for myself? You had me reeling from the moment I first saw you in my audience, all those years ago.”

Dammit, that’s sweet. Dice is such a sweetheart to you. On his own birthday, as well. You’ll never be able to get used to the butterflies he plants in your stomach with every word he utters.

God, you just want to kiss him.

Shaking your head, you throw your arms back around him, shoving him back down as you start pecking his face all over again.

“Ohhh, Dice, you always know just what to say!”

Laughing in jubilation over winning your battle of charms, your husband hugs you close and cups your face, smirking down at you once you’ve lost your breath once more.

“Of course I do, doll. After all, I am your Number One. I've got to live up to the name, right?”

A certain wonderful smell finally reaches his nose, and the showman turns to the nightstand in confusion to look for the source. His gaze lands on the perfectly plated tray you had sat on his bedside table, eyes widening slightly as he takes in just how delicious everything looks.

“My word, doll, did you make all of this?”

Smirking in triumph, you lean up and kiss just under his chin, nodding against his head as his mouth starts to water.

“Mhm! All for you, my love. A breakfast fit for a king, and nothing less!”

“Oh, baby, this looks amazing!!” Dice smiles warmly, giving you a loving squeeze in gratitude as he sets the tray over the bed. “You treat me so well. It’ll be hard to beat this kind of pampering the next time your birthday comes around.”

“Hush about all that, King! You always find creative ways to make my birthdays special. Every year. I’m simply returning the favor. Now eat, before it gets cold.”

Knowing better than to let your food go to waste, Dice obeys, savoring every bite of the meal you prepared him. There’s no way in hell the man could ever grow tired of your cooking, that’s for sure. Everything you’ve made is delicious and he’s sure to tell you that, offering you several bites along the way.

But you? No, you’re more interested in something else…

You haven’t forgotten about the special present you had been meaning to give him, on top of eating together.

As Dice finishes up his omelette, he looks at you in slight dismay at the thought of you cooking all that food, and not taking a single bite.

“Doll, are you sure you’re not hungry? I’d hate for you to not eat anything when all you’ve done this morning is cook for me. Is there something I could fix up for y—”

“Oh no, honey. Don’t you worry about all that. Besides, you’re not allowed in the kitchen unless I’m there, so you don’t burn the whole place down. However, there is something I’m much more interested in having this morning, that wouldn’t require you to lift even a finger.”

Swallowing his last mouthful, Dice sets the tray aside and rests his hands on your sides, raising an intrigued eyebrow at your sudden seductive aura.

“Oh? And what might that be, sweetness?”

You smirk, drumming your fingers up his chest and slowly pulling back the folds of his nightrobe. Dice sighs shakily in want as you rest your head against his chest, breathing heavily as you sensually undo the robe’s knot tied in the front.

“Well, let’s just say that breakfast isn’t the only surprise I have for you this morning. Now, just sit back and relax, baby. I’ll take it from here.”

Immediately laying back against the pillows, Dice watches you work your magic, peeling back the sheets and straddling his lap. Leaning forward, you press a few extra kisses to his chest as you gently massage his hardening cock through his boxers, chuckling at every pleasured whine that escapes his lips.

“Don’t you fret, babylove. I know what you want, and I promise, I’ll give it to you.”

Smiling as Dice grips the sheets with his fists in anticipation, you carefully slide down his boxers to reveal your prize, which is throbbing for your touch. And who are you to refuse?

You slowly lean your head down, gripping onto Dice’s hips to keep him and yourself steady, licking your lips eagerly to enjoy the meal that you had been waiting for ever since you had started cooking.

Your mouth finds its home right on Dice’s tip, your tongue enjoying the salty taste of the precum that leaks as your husband tries his best not to lose it too soon. Such a well behaved gentleman, even on his birthday…

He really does deserve to be satisfied.

Once you’re settled comfortably, you start to bob your head up and down Dice’s length, the sweet sweet groans and cries of pleasure that escape your lover’s throat dancing in your ears. A part of you can’t tell who’s more pleasured at the moment, and you wonder if you might be spoiling yourself on a day that’s supposed to be about your beloved showman.

But hey, Dice is obviously enjoying himself very much… just look at how he crumbles beneath you, one of his hands grabbing the back of your head, encouraging you to continue. His desperate demands for you to continue, to go deeper, faster, until you almost choke.

You can handle it, of course. After all, you’re his ‘Number One’ just as much as he is yours, right?

“Ohh, BABYDOLL, you’re driving me crazy! Good gracious, don’t you dare stop!” Dice shrieks, his head leaning back as he starts to move his hips in sync with your head. “Holy shit… holy shit, holy SHIT!~”

Yeah, you’re definitely his Number One. Just look at how he’s melting in your arms!

He’s such a sweetheart to you, in and out of the bedroom. He deserves every single ounce of pleasure he feels right now. Every cry, groan, praise, and hiss, is only motivation for you to continue. To push yourself harder. Harder.

Both of you find your rhythm together, and soon enough, your room is filled with the wonderful symphony of whines, Dice’s deep voice guiding and praising you, and the sound of silky sheets rustling. Heavenly. Goodness, is it heavenly.

You don’t regret refusing bites of Dice’s breakfast one bit. He tastes amazing, and judging by the way he twitches inside your mouth, you can tell that he has a lot in store for you when you finally grant him release.

The thought only makes you hungrier. In fact, you’re starving. You need to get him to cum inside you, now. Otherwise, there’s just no telling what you might do.

Experimenting with your hands, you start to run them up and down Dice’s toned sides, enjoying the smooth, silky feeling of his ivory skin against your fingers. You massage each and every part of his body you can reach, soothing his aching muscles and still making sure he’s secure while you suck him off.

The results are splendid. Dice’s other hand finds its way on your shoulder, his fingers digging into your flesh in an attempt to ground himself. His groans double in volume, and now, he’s practically screaming your name, egging you on as you pleasure him with your hands and mouth. God, it’s like all he ever wanted was a damn massage; maybe you should have moved your hands sooner.

“FUCK, BABY! Right there, rIGHT THERE–! Please, please, I BEG you, don’t stop what you’re doing! Ohhhh, GOD!”

What a beautiful sound to your eardrums. His growls and moans are some of the most invigorating noises you’ve ever been lucky enough to hear. Especially when he just woke up, adding that extra layer of drowsy husk… Good LORD, you’re starting to get close, and Dice’s sounds and movements are not helping your case.

You groan loudly as your head is guided back down, taking him in his entirety and stuffing your mouth completely. The taste of your own saliva mingled with the droplets of seed leaking from Dice’s tip are a delectable appetizer, but you’re starting to get desperate as well. You can’t hold up forever—you need to get him to release in your mouth. Quickly.

Your nails dig into the sides of Dice’s waist, prompting a surprised scream from your frenzied husband. You smile eagerly to yourself as you feel a familiar pressure build up both in your mouth and between your legs. You’re in the final stretch, and Dice is sure to make it known.

“SWEET SATAN, doll, I’m getting close! FUCK, I’m getting close! You better brace yourself, I don’t think I can take it much longer!~”

Good. Don’t take it, then. You’d want nothing more than to lighten his load for him, and while you can’t talk to him at the moment, you’re sure to physically let him know by exaggerating your groans and moving your head as fast as you can.

“SHIT! BABY, I'M CUMMING–!”

Yes!

Your own fluids burst from between your legs as you finally get the chance to reap the rewards of your labor, Dice’s cock finally releasing his seed down your throat in an otherworldly explosion. There’s so much, and it just keeps coming. You suppose there’s a reason why Dice had warned you to brace yourself; if you weren’t prepared, you would have surely been caught off guard.

But you’re much better than that. And you prove it, by taking every. Last. Drop.

Even your husband is surprised as he watches you take in his orgasm, barely even flinching as you swallow his seed like it’s your last meal. God, does it feel that way. You had been wanting this for what feels like forever.

Eventually, you finally get the chance to lift your head off of his cock, which your tongue had thoroughly licked clean. Dice pants heavily as he tries to calm himself, immediately embracing you as soon as you collapse on top of him, trying to catch your breath yourself.

That was certainly worth the wait.

“D-doll…” Dice huffs out, his hands resting over your warm stomach. “That… That was…”

“And that’s just one of the presents I have in store for you, baby.” You murmur back, smiling warmly as you both breathe heavily together, slowly coming down from the ride. “And if you’d like, we can stay in for the day, and I’ll show you a hell of a lot more where that came from.”

Dice stares at you in utter infatuation, his gaze jumping back and forth between your panting form and the empty tray resting on his nightstand. It does not take the showman long to decide.

“You’re asking me, if I’d like to stay home all day, and not have to touch any of those dreadful pests or sign a single autograph? You’re offering to relax with me here, in this bed, and treat me like this? All day?”

Sheepishly, you nod, looking up at him hopefully and taking his hands.

“Of course, it’s up to you. If you want to head out and bask in the public, then we can certainly–”

“No.”

You blink in surprise, squeaking in delight as your lover hugs you closer, gripping your jawline with his hand.

“We’re staying right here. In this house. All day. If that was only the start of what you have planned for me here? I never want to leave this damn house again.”

Grinning elatedly, you lean up and press a gentle kiss to Dice’s lips, your limbs entangling with one another as you both try desperately to get closer to each other.

“If that’s what you want, my love. There are also some cakes cooling on the rack in the kitchen, if you’d like to help me frost it later. I made purple velvet, your favorite!”

“Oh, I’ll help you frost the cake alright… But there’s a different kind of cake I hope to have, as well.” Smirking wickedly, Dice’s hands wrap around your back and make their way down to your ass, giving each of your cheeks a seductive squeeze. You shudder in excitement, grinning just as mischievously as you tackle your husband in another round of heated kisses.

Happy birthday. Happy birthday, indeed.

#cuphead #the cuphead show #cuphead dont deal with the devil #king dice #king dice cuphead #king dice x reader #king dice headcanons #headcanons #smut

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matenrou-fan · 1 year

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I'm so glad your doing Obey me! now too! Do you think I could get a NSFW threesome with dice, fem!reader and Mammon please?

Dice x fem!reader x Mammon threesome

hiii star!! of course you can get it, here!! <3 btw this is my first time writing something like this so it's probably a little bit messy (ノ_<。) please contact me if something wrong!! xx

You always scold Mammon, your boyfriend, that there's consequences of his actions. But who will scold you after you decide to spoil him a little bit and show him the human-world's casino where you meet your old friend, Dice? Because now these two greedy men have become besties and actually have some plans for you…

Femreader, mention of sex and sex activity, teasing, begging (a little), oral (male receiving), fingering (reader receiving), breast play, crempie;; 1678 words;;

NSFW UNDER THE CUT

You let out a long trembling moan, tingle sensation tickle your chest, running down to your already heated core. Your skin was so hot, and it feels like every touch just warms you up even more. And there were plenty of touches, as two pairs of hands at once caressing your body now.

You were sitting on Mammon's laps, Dice right in front of you as his hands cupped your chest.. It all started so lightly and playfully, you can't even say at what moment it turned out like this. You know that these two can be a little naughty and bratty, due to pretty similar behavior but who would know they can be such teases if they cooperate? Even Mammon, who always seems to be pretty shy around you, now was stroking your thighs so hungrily…And it was so hard to sit still when Dice was playing with your boobs like that, squeezing sensitive nipples with his fingers through the thin fabric of your shirt, sucking your collarbone as his kisses got moved more down and down to a gap between your breasts.

"Someone already so impatient, huh?" - Mammon chuckled right into your ear, grabbing your hips tightly as you continued to squirm around under their touches. He can be surprisingly strong and now his hand holds you so firmly, pressing your butt to his crotch. You whimper, feeling his half hard dick pushing you through his tight pants.

"Sh, s/o.. be a good girl.. Let us play with you a little bit more.." - Dice giggles, looking at you with a smirk. - "After all, the jackpot feels better when you take your time with it, spreading the fun.."

"And we win a big one today, don't we?" - Mammon murmurs in such a soft and playful tone with a slight drop of tease, kissing the back of your neck, making shivers run down your spine.

His arms start playing with the hem of your skirt, fingers tickling sensitive skin under fabric but don't move more forward, to your pulsing core. You whine, spreading your legs more, carving for more friction but Mammon just keeps playing with you, drawing small circles and shapes on your inner thighs with his fingertips.

"Please.." - you whimper really quite, almost whispering. The way Dice keeps teasing your chest but only through your t-shirt, his lips so hot on your skin, the way Mammon keeps playing with your thighs and hips but doesn't even bother to finally take off your panties and touch you here.. it was too much to handle.

"Please.. you two.. two morons, just fuck me already..!" - voice so high pitched as you whine. It was a little embarrassing to ask like that, to almost beg, but you can't resist this urge inside your body, to be finally touched in the proper way..

"Ooh? So needy for us, huh?" - they chuckled, almost synchronously, and Dice finally took off your shirt, revealing your chest with hard nipples. Cold air makes you whimper for a moment, as the gambler was too stunned, admiring your naked top but then his warm hand almost immediately grasps your boobs again, even more greedy than before.

Mammon also gets more serious, lifting your skirt, his fingers touching your already destroyed panties.

"You're so wet.. Have you been dreaming about something like that before?" - he smirks, taking them off.

Slowly, but now more in a gentle and caring way than in teasing one, he starts caressing your wet folds. Little gasps and moans of yours lead him to the right way of pleasuring you as he quickly finds all your sensitive spots. His pace sped up, the other hand reached to your one and squeezed it a little.

Mammon leaning closer, buried his face in the hollow of your shoulder, while Dice was kissing your areolas, hot tongue licking sensitive nipples. He looks up at your bright red face and suddenly squeezes one nipple between his teeth, not that hard but enough for making you gasp a little.

"Hehe.. Your reaction is so cute.." - he whispers and gets closer to your face, his lips covering yours in such a passionate and loving kiss. You groan right in his mouth, feeling that you are almost on edge now, as Mammon's hand keeps playing with your pussy. He touched your clit, gently massaging you with a tip of his nail, and you couldn't hold back anymore. Tight knots in your abdomen suddenly pop up and you moan loudly, grasping sheets of bed, overflowing waves of pleasure washed through your whole body.

Both men keep stroking your body, helping riding your orgasm to the end. Mammon kisses your sweating temple, whispering you right in the ear:

"Hehe.. What do you think, s/o? Maybe you should pay me with the same service now?~"

"W.. what..?" - your head was still dizzy after your orgasm, that you didn't even understand him at first.

But when Dice took you carefully in his arms, turning you around so now you were on all four between them, your face so close to Mammon's crotch, you understood.

You unzip his pants, revealing a long cock in front of you, the tip of his head already trembling in pre-cum. Licking your lips, you first touch him with your trembling arms, finally have the opportunity to pay back for all his teases. Your smile a little as your fingertips slowly tickle his length, small gasps and whimpers above your head telling you how much demon like it. While Dice's hands greedily wrapped around your hips, and his erect cock pushed against you through the fabric of his pants. You and him groan breathless at the same time and you hear as another pair of pants unzips, your heart beating faster and faster as you lift your hips in anticipation. He was no less horny than Mammon, sloppy stroking your juicy folds with his head before finally pushing into your walls with a long moan. For a moment you froze, all your sensation concentrated in your pussy as you tried to relax and get used to his pulsing dick, arms grasping Mammon's thighs. Your trembling breath was tickling demon's sensitive skin and he groaned, getting impatient.

"H-ha, s/o.. You are so tight.. Just how much do you enjoy it?" - Dice whimper and look up at you, waiting for your command. Despite his whole body shaken at the urge to take you as fast as he can, he still wanted to make you feel good too.

So only after you nod him that you're ready, he starts, long and slow thrust sends shivers from your spine to your head, his low groans make you feel butterflies.. When Mammon's voice was more tense and high, as your trembling hands were so sloppy, stroking him decidedly slowly. It was a little bit hard to concentrate as waves of pleasure keep rushing down your body but you still wanted to tease him. You lick tip of his cock with your hot tongue, looking him right in the eyes.

"What's wrong, Mammon? Don't you agree that we should take things slow?" - you giggle between your moans, enjoying your boyfriend's amusing reaction. Here he is, teasing you not that long ago but now blushing heavily himself, his dick tremble every time your wet lips kisses hot skin. He bite his tongue, trying to control his tearful whines, but his needy eyes tells you everything better than any words can.

With a little smirk, you lick all his length and finally take him in your mouth, almost immediately moaning as in the same time Dice hit your g-spot so good, your whole body shivered and walls tightened more.. Mammon moan too as vibration of your voice tickle his dick, making him grasp sheets. He reached out and pulled your hair with a weak arm, pushing your head down.

But you moved away for a second, giving yourself a little break, and only then looked him right in the eyes and took him whole. He whimpers, biting his lip, hips lifted by itself closer to your face, as Mammon can't control his body anymore, your hot mouth always makes him go crazy. As his girlfriend, you already know all his soft spots and you continue to moan, watching how the vibration gives Mammon unreal pleasure. He leaned back against the pillows, his breathing began to falter, and his fingers tightened on the back of your head. Dice also grabbed you harder, squeezing your thighs with sweaty shaky palms. You feel his cock begin to swell and twitch inside you, his movements become more ragged as he roughly pumps you, stretching your clenching walls with force. It looks like you three were almost on edge, the room was filled with moans and wet sounds of body slapping to each other.

"S/o.. I.. I'm gonna cum.."

"Damn.. s/o, it's too good.. Ha.."

They both whimpered at the same time, holding you tightly, as your bodies reached the climax, sending you all to heaven of pleasure. You felt as thick cum filled your hot walls, your pussy clenched around Dice so hard, almost squeezed out sperm from him. He starts to slow down, sloppy thrusting in you, his hands almost leaving bruises on your skin as he keeps whimpering how good you make him feel. At the same time Mammon grabs your hand, his whole body trembling, deep but dim gaze fixated on your beautiful face. He murmurs a small apology as his trembling cock pushes your throat and he comes too, right inside your mouth, hot cum mixing with your saliva.

You all fall to a bed, still trying to catch your breath after that. You swipe sticky drool from your chin as you look up at two men, who's still gasping a little. But then they exchanged glances and looked at you back, due to sinful sparkles in their eyes you can say that this is not the end. And not even a middle, but only the start of a long night of exotic pleasure.

#hypmic x reader #hypmic imagines #hypmic #hypmic smut #obey me smut #obey me x reader #obey me imagines #obey me #hypnosis mic dice #dice arisugawa x reader #hypmic dice #dice x reader #dice arisugawa #dice Arisugawa smut #obey me mammon x reader #mammon obey me #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon smut

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trashmouth-richie · 1 year

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DICED: 9 | the date | [teaser]

Your heart beats out of your chest as you flip a pancake through your fingers, fidgeting until it’s a crumbled mess in your hands, “N-no, I, um…I remember you saying that you- hah- that you were— are in love with me…” you stutter out, face hot from your words, hoping like hell you remembered that correctly. Praying that he actually meant it and didn’t just say it because you were a drunk mess and needed to go home. “But I’m sure you meant it, like, as a friend.”

“No. I didn’t mean it as a friend.” Eddie sighs, putting his warm hands on top of yours. “I’m sorry if this ruins everything, or…or makes it awkward. But I can’t keep pretending. Because every time I see you, I get really nervous and dumb.”

“Are you sure it’s not just because we’ve been fooling around? Maybe you just think you love me,” you reason.

He shakes his head. “I’m sure. Because it would be one thing if I only wanted you to be with me–which I do,” he adds quickly, “but I also only want to be with you. No one else but you, sweetheart.” He runs his hands through his mess of curls. “And I know you can make your own decisions, but I just–please don’t waste your time with Hargrove. You deserve so much fuckin’ better than him.”

@munson-blurbs 💋🖤❤️

#eddie x fem!reader #eddie munson #eddie x you #eddie x you smut #diced

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brayingmantis · 20 days

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current interests

I've been lurking a lot on the nsfw cyoa subreddit and it got me thinking

DOL Isekai

Our intrepid hero find herself isekaied into some urban fantasy hentai setting, and she is not happy about it. Her new name is Bobbie, no last name because she's an orphan now. Also her new caretaker expects all wards to pay rent because fuck you.

Rather than waiting to get sold into slavery and probably die in some snuff film, Bobbie decided to try out some dark magic she found while snooping in the local church. She might have felt more guilty if it weren't for the fact that the only reason Bobbie found this scroll was because some asshole priest dragged her to an empty room for non-penetrative-so-technically-not-sin sex.

The scroll ended up summoning a demon who offered Bobbie the chance to either gain power or become so out of it she wouldn't notice being sold off.

Yeah sure might as well.

Since it had been so long since someone played he offered Bobbie an exclusive deal. She could keep adding rounds until she is satisfied with her rewards, or Bobbie becomes too ditzed-out to play.

A normal orphan might have been intimidated but Bobbie had a past life as a no-life game. Number crunching and playing the odds was engraved into her soul!

…

Okay. so the reward to penalty ratio was… disheartening. But The last prize may make up for it.

[Book of Eromancy]

[You receive The Lwednomican. A book filled to the brim with nasty sexual spells, hexes, and curses. None are available from this deck or are capable of undoing your cards, but powerful nonetheless.]

Oh yeah. This could be useful.

…

So this is a call-out to some of my favorite nsfw games, mostly Degrees of Lewdity and Ditzy Dice, but I’m also basing a lot of things off of fenoxo’s games.

(don't open this in public)

I strongly recommend you check them all out.

#degrees of lewdity #ditzy dice #fenoxo #smut #I dont know where else to put this

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writerbits · 2 months

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WIP Wednesday

Send me one of the title below and I'll add three sentences to my wip and post it.

Mermaid

Demon (I'm not posting this one so if you chose it I'll write three sentences for it and three more for another and post that)

Wolf

Snippet from mermaid:

It’s Coo that drags him into mealtime conversation. Dappled opens an eye when he hears the youngling let out a few scolding squeaks at a couple of his podmates. They are floating through the water above the eating mers and lower themselves grumbling into the sand at Coo’s request. It when they start pulling themselves through the water that Dappled realizes that they’ve gotten on his level to talk to him. Even Chirp who swims unhappily at the back of the group.

“Hi! Hello!” Coo chirps, his friends half hiding behind him.

The large yawn Dappled lets out is only partially so that he can bare his teeth in Chirps general direction. Mostly he yawns because he had been planning to nap after his meal. Still there’s no harm in engaging with a few younglings first. If the turn out to be irritating he can simply nap anyway which should bore them into leaving.

#wip wednesday #Demon is smut sorry #If i get no asks i just roll a 4 sided dice tbh I have to keep writing til i get a 4

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youraverage-weirdo · 2 months

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Hey you guys, I'm almost done with writing my first smut fic in a while! I'm a little bit rusty so please don't judge 😅

Other than that pls enjoy and comment your favorite part!

(It is a Devildice fic!!)

#author needs content #cuphead #fanfic #gay #smut #smut fic #it's been so long #devildice #king dice #bye i'm floating away #pls enjoy #archive of our own

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everotica-library · 3 months

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A Dirty Posse

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters (main): Ramuda Amemura, Gentaro Yumeno, Dice Arisugawa, Ann Wolff (OC)

Pairing(s): Fling Posse x Ann (Ramuann, Genann, Diceann)

Description: A collection of smut oneshots involving Fling Posse and their shared partner.

WARNINGS!

This is a polycule ship! The ships coexist with another!

These ships are only Canon x OC (or S/I) works! This is solely selfship/yumeship works! None of these is Canon x Canon!

The OC uses they/them pronouns. They are afab. So these works are all amab x afab!

This is a smut collection! All works are 18+! Do not interact in any way if you are below the age of 18!

If these things make you uncomfortable, avoid any of these works!

Works below cut

I Want A Baby (FP x OC - Seperate Scenarios)

Teasing Touches (Genann)

Morning Quickie (Diceann)

The Sweet Pleasures Of Sucking (Ramuann)

Slurping And Munching (Diceann)

Addicting And Tempting (Genann)

Boobie Toy (Diceann)

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mera-k1 · 2 months

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found your blog today and i’m in love with everything you write!!! i’m curious, can we get everyone’s (in hypmic) favorite sex position? hope this isn’t too much ;;

hihi, nonnie!! since there's so many of em, i just did a quick list for you. just send in another ask if you want me to explain any~

Fav Positions

Hypmic x gn!reader

-smut

-ichiro.. i see him as very soft and basic. i'd say his favorite is missionary.

-samatoki def enjoys wall sex, i'm not sure what to even call that position tbh.. cause it's not a full nelson/half nelson i don't think. but yeah, fucking you against the wall is his favorite.

-jyuto is a tough one. i can see him enjoying handcuffing you to the bed and fucking you in missionary.

-to me, rio is such a big, soft guy! lotus position for him.

-sub!ramuda def, just destroy him doggy style honestly.

-gentaro strikes me as the lazy type in bed. cowgirl or reverse cowgirl, no preference between the two.

-for dice.. def 69.

-jakurai loves anything intimate. i don't think he has a favorite so long as he can simply make love to you.

-hifumi's tricky too.. on one hand he wants to make you feel special and pleasure you so he'd enjoy giving you oral but on the other hand he also likes to be ridden so those would have to be his favorites.

-sleepy morning sex with doppo because he needs a break. just ride him in the morning, he loves it more than he lets on.

-sasara haunts me with the fact i struggle to write him.. probably.. basic missionary...

-rosho is similar to jakurai, he enjoys any positions where he can be close and just simply make love to you. whatever makes you feel happy.

-rei hmm.. mating press.

-kuko's is always down to try any position you want so i'd say he has no preference.

-gotta say lotus position for jyushi.

-hitoya is just real basic. missionary or ride him, those are his favorites.

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I Want A Baby!

A Dirty Posse Masterlist

Fandom: Hypnosis Mic

Characters: Amemura Ramuda, Yumeno Gentaro, Arisugawa Dice, Ann Wolff (OC)

Pairing(s): Fling Posse x Ann (Ramuann, Genann, Diceann, seperate scenarios)

This work contains explicit imagery! Please do not proceed and interact in any way if you are below the age of 18!

Tags: Rough Sex, Vaginal Sex, Sex, Penis In Vagina Sex, Heterosexual Sex, Breeding, Bottom Arisugawa Dice, Top Yumeno Gentaro, Top Amemura Ramuda, Amemura Ramuda-centric, POV Amemura Ramuda, Yumeno Gentaro-centric, POV Yumeno Gentaro, Arisugawa Dice-centric, POV Arisugawa Dice, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal, Breasts, Large Breasts, Finger Sucking, Ass Play, Teasing, Smut, Porn with Feelings, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Established Relationship, Major Original Character(s), POV Third Person, POV Third Person Limited, Gender-Neutral Pronouns, Genderqueer Character

Words: 3,678

Ramuda, Dice and Gentaro being asked to have a child. This is their reactions and how it goes inside the bedroom.

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Ramuda

This was… Not a sentence Ramuda had ever expected to hear out of Ann’s mouth. In fact, it was something which only left him baffled for a short moment, especially given their own views. They would never even dare to even label themself a certain way, being rather insistent on it, and yet they were staring at him directly… A little too directly. Their own gaze had sharpened. It was as if daggers were pointed at him and yet he was willing to ignore that fact, having opened his mouth enough for the lollipop right in it to almost plop out of it yet he caught it at the very last second, making it stick right in there.

“W… Wait… Ann–Chan, you want a—” He only managed to stutter out of his mouth, a little too overwhelmed and yet the nod confirmed it, although it was a rather embarrassed nod, with their own face being beet red… Literally.

And yet, there was something within Ramuda which couldn’t help but feel a little… Happy. As unexpected as this was, as much as he had been caught off guard he soon couldn’t help but form a slight grin on his face. A child… Like a happy family together? With him!? He couldn’t believe it. And yet, it was ever so tempting. He had little experience with kids but who knows how long the time would last. And besides, he had been asked directly by his partner. He saw no reason to turn it down!

“Hehe, alright! Lets start right now!” Ramuda suddenly announced before grabbing onto his partner with the widest grin one could imagine, catching them a little off guard.

“Eh!? Wait, now!? But didn’t you say… Your work—”

“I got time! Besides, the sooner we start the better!” He interrupted before suddenly shoving them right onto the couch, almost with full force before climbing on top of them. All to solely tower over them with a grin, but not a cutesy one. It was more serious, one which would be expected when he was going into his full blown ‘serious mode’. Then again, wasn’t this a serious request? No need to play all innocent here. “Don’t worry Ann, I will take very good care of you. You won’t walk out of this studio without a baby in your belly.”

And Ramuda had every intention to keep up with his promise. Only minutes had passed and he had toyed around with Ann long enough. Shoving his fingers inside and outside of their pussy was all fun and games and their squealing was sure something he could have watched all day long but Ramuda himself had gotten awfully impatient. Especially once said pussy started squelching, the juices dropping out with each thrust. He didn’t want to wait any longer, he couldn’t. Not when his ever growing boner was twitchting from one side to the other and just wanted to be let out. In fact, it was terribly difficult for him to hold back his own pants, he felt so close to his pants ripping apart at this very moment.

Thus he acted quickly and without a warning, removing the juice coated fingers from their pussy, though it was hard since their walls had decided to clutch onto them like crazy. A quick taste by sucking off said juices before he shoved down his pants and boxers in one go, the tip of his dick soon poking their pussylips and he shoved it all inside in one go.

A light scream escaped their lips, as if about to speak yet he gave them no chance, already starting to thrust like a madman into them. Their own sweater and shirt had been lifted up and the bra removed, making their boobs bounce into view before grasping them with both of his hands. He tugged on them, pinched both of the nipples by tugging them or twisting them around, solely so that he could hear more of their screams. Their expression said it all, being so overwhelmed by all of this happening to them at once. And yet they were enjoying every second of it, panting ever so heavily while being kept on edge.

Oh the sight… Somewhat pathetic, them letting a guy visibly smaller than them take charge and mess up their insides. But he loved the sight, he kind of enjoyed being the one in control. In a way it was also pleasing them and them specifically. If it had been in the past, perhaps with any woman, he would have pretended to be passive, letting that woman enjoy herself by bouncing on top of him.

However, there were no games like that with Ann. It was not necessary. He could just be himself when going at it. He could just tower over them or lean against their body, as long as he was the one on top thrusting like a madman. His hips just couldn’t stop moving, wanting to mess them up at this very moment. In a way it was marking them as his at this very moment. He just wanted to give them all of his. They had to deal with it, given that they had accepted him for who he is, not for who he always pretended to be. This was what they had been signing up for after all.

Then again, while fucking them silly Ramuda would end up slightly overwhelmed all the same, especially when always feeling them getting closer to wrap their arms around him once his hands were pulled away from their chest, their bouncing body tightly squishing against his, especially the chest areas. In a sense it was comforting, he would never say no to Ann’s hugs. He loved them, more than anything. Yet in situations like these said love would transform into lust, him thrusting his hips even harder, to the point he let out his very own pants. Their embrace always got him riled up, even like this. He just couldn’t help it.

They noticed and so did their body, their insides literally clinging onto his dick, as if eating it up and shoving it even deeper inside. Well, today it would not be an issue. It never was actually, he knew for a fact that they loved to have him release his liquids inside. It was honestly more surprising that they had not fallen pregnant with his child. Oh, the irony…

But he intended to change that today, upon their wish… It had only taken a few more thrusts before he shoved his cock inside as deeply as possible, releasing everything he had right into them. They let out a scream, but not of pain. It was one of utter pleasure, He let out everything which had built up at this point, only shooting it inside of them and making sure that it would all stay inside.

And yet, it took some energy out of him, making him plop on top of them on the couch, panting as his face had been ‘accidentally’ buried into their chest. This may as well be heaven… He took the chance to nuzzle a little yet kept them aroused all the same by licking against their breasts ever so slightly, moving his tongue up to one of their nipples to suck on them. He just wanted to hear them scream some more and that he got. It’s funny how they’re just so sensitive sometimes.

“Hey, no drifting off to dreamland. I’m not done with you just yet.”

Gentaro

When hearing this question out of their mouth, Gentaro couldn’t believe it. There were a few things shaking him to his core and this… Was not one of them. At most it had only gotten him to stare at them with slightly wider eyes yet that was about it. It had caught him off guard for sure, especially since Ann never seemed like the type of person to him. And yet, they had suddenly asked him for this… That one sentence which could turn out to be life changing. “I… I… I want a baby!” They had said all of a sudden to him which made him pause the work on his current manuscript and drop his pencil in an instant. After a few moments of calming down he finally turned to them yet maybe he had waited for a little too long, given their expression which had been filled with worry. As for the next sentence… “Ah— S… Sorry! Nevermind! Forget I said anything! I never, ever, said that I—”

“Please, calm down. I haven’t even said anything about that yet.” He interrupted them, trying to assure them and have them stay calm. Or at least keep quiet for a moment. And for his luck they did, still looking all embarrassed at him, as if not sure where to look. Their gaze had just been wandering all over the place.

“A child huh…” He repeated however, thinking out loud if anything. And yet, he could see their nod, though meekly.

“Y… Yeah…”

“Have thou changed thy mind recently? I recall thou saying—”

“I know I know! I said that kids are a pain but… Uhm… Well…”

"Precisely. And thou art not incorrect.” He interrupted their stuttering, eyeing them with the necessary amount of seriousness. “We are talking about creating another life here. A life which would be in our care.”

“I… I’m fully aware of that, you know.” They responded, as if hating to have the obvious stated.

“What has changed thy mind? It is quite a switch.”

“Ah— W… Well… Erm… That…” As if having been caught off guard with something. They were fumbling with their fingers, as if thinking about some excuse they wanted to pull. And yet, it only made him eye them more curiously if anything. He was in no rush hearing it. He waited a good while to finally be able to indulge in a relationship with them. So this was nothing.

“I just thought… Well… It… Would be nice to have a small family…” They responded, finally letting out what led to this thought, even if sounding rather shy about it. “I… I’m aware that it won’t be easy, really! But… I just… Well… I mean if you’re not ready then that’s fine! I mean, you’re probably busy anyway! I get it! So forget I sa–”

“Please, do not put words in my mouth dear.” Gentaro had decided to interrupt them right then and there before getting out of his chair and walking towards them. His expression had changed by then, unable to hide his grin. It was not a playful one nor teasing but one of joy. Hearing the reasoning did not make it a complaint. His dear Ann wished for a family, with him nonetheless. Surely there was no reason he would decline.

And he made it more than obvious when suddenly deciding to become a little bold, picking them up from one moment to the next. “Besides, we will have nine months to find a balance between work and our child.”

“Eh!? W… Wait, you mean—”

And he would keep his word, because not long after he would have them pinned down, right against one of the futons which had been laid out. It had been nighttime and originally time to go to bed but that time would now be used differently. Of course it would be, there was no time to lose. Or perhaps it was just an excuse…

It did not matter in the end. Ann was pressed down, facing the futon right then and there, with their ass right up in said air. A little bit of playing around before, merely to get that pussy wet before Gentaro had decided to slam his dick right inside and pound into them without mercy. His hands had a tight grip on both of their asscheeks, his fingers digging into their soft flesh. He could see it bounce alongside each slam, when their skins met and smacked against one another.

They had gotten extremely tight in such a short span of time, excited perhaps? Maybe it was not just a mere wish for a family but also a wish to be bred. That they would be such a pervert, he couldn’t help but chuckle. But not against the mere air, of course not. It had been his chance to lean down, pressed tightly against them and shoving his dick even further inside, hitting the deepest spots. All while his hands sneaked to their front, having a grasp on their breasts and fondling them as he pleased. All while whispering and chuckling ever so softly into one of their ears. It only made them pant harder, almost scream even, something they could only suppress by biting their lower lip. Or that was what he had caught from the corner of his gaze. They were trying to keep shut, not make it seem as if they were feeling dizzy and yet… They clearly were in a state of bliss, unable to fight back. Or did they just not want to fight back? Either or was amusing to him honestly. And they were clearly enjoying it.

Right now they may as well be his toy. Then again, it is not as if he never enjoyed toying with them. It was his way to show his affection and it had always been. He loved their reactions to any of his teases, it never got old. Especially when they tried to play along. And yet they were always falling for his little games, like a little lamb, just waiting to be eaten by the big, bad wolf.

And this bad wolf was for sure feasting. He was enjoying his meal a lot, and thus it would not just stay at breast fondling and thrusting. He would also nibble their skin every now and then, attacking every spot he could reach. A quick bite here and there. Nothing hurtful but enough to make them squeal, whimper and shiver. Their legs were trembling, they could just barely hold their own weight. At the brink of releasing? If they were he would for sure appreciate it. The thought of it put him in an even bigger mood.

Thus he thrusted faster and harder, literally slamming and messing them up in the process. They squealed, moaned, screamed… All at once until growing more stiff in place. Just when he had come to a halt as well to release all of his own hot fluids right inside of them. Both had released around the same time, their juices mixing. Thus soon after both would collapse, even if only for a short moment. It was sure overwhelming the first few moments and after drawing a blank even Gentaro needed a few minutes to get himself together. After all, there were still plenty of seeds he had to plant right inside of Ann.

“Don’t fail me now dear… There is still plenty to feast on~”

Dice

How to overwhelm someone like Dice Arisugawa? Oh, that was easy. Just say something not even he had placed his bets on nor would he place any bets on it. He would be out of his mind if he did. And yet, he heard it correctly… Well, he didn’t think so at first. He had to ask again. Because there was a chance Ann was just fucking with him, per usual. Seriously, sometimes they were worse than Gentaro with their teases… He wasn’t even joking. Especially since Ann loved getting physical as well. Oh the times they just snatched a kiss, but that was more on the innocent side. They would not hesitate to touch his crotch beneath a poker table for example, making him lose focus while gambling. “It’s not as if it makes any difference anyway, you would’ve gone broke without it~” they would always respond, always catching him off guard and leaving him with a huff. Well, more that he lost but… He’d lie if he said that he didn’t enjoy these advances. They were pretty bold if they wanted to be and he didn’t exactly hate it. But this boldness seemed to know no bounds…

“Come again?” He asked that day, still shocked at this request. Surely he didn’t hear this right. His ears were playing a trick on him. No way Ann would ever in their life say—

“I want a baby. Now.” They repeated however, sounding rather dry while saying it. And it was with no hesitation whatsoever, leaving him in an even bigger shock. Him being red would be an understatement now.

“Y… You what?”

“I. Want. A. Baby.”

“Woha! I heard it, I heard it! Don’t look at me like that!” That gaze was almost scary, making him step backwards out of shock. Yeah, they were serious about this. Hella serious!

“I have to make it obvious that—”

“You’re not joking, I know that!” Now at least. “B… But a kid? That—”

“You can say no you know. It’s sudden after all.” They sighed, sounding as if they were almost expecting it.

A kid… Honestly, Dice had never even considered such a possibility nor did he ever expect such a question. He had been occupied otherwise after all, never really even considering this. A little kid… Screaming and needing to be taken care of in its first few years… But who knows what they’d turn into. It could be fun, if done properly. No shoving away at least and being all strict and restrictive. Actually… Maybe he could give his own kid a more fun childhood! It’d be an opportunity worth taking! A bit of a risk perhaps but… No risk no fun, right?

“Oh c’mon. I haven’t even said anything ‘bout it.” Dice finally responded, grinning ever so sheepishly. “I mean… Raising a kid… Could be fun.”

“Eh? S… So you are saying that—”

“Sure. Sounds like work but someone’s gotta—”

But he didn’t even get to finish that sentence because before knowing it he had been tackled right onto the ground.

Next thing the man knew was that he had a bouncing partner right on top of him. He had no choice but to accept his fate at this point, having his dick shoved outside right away and playing with it for a moment, solely to get it hard. And then, with no mercy whatsoever, Ann had just shoved it right inside their own pussy, as deep as they could manage with each thrust.

Dice had been forced to watch, though he was certainly not complaining about the sight. Naked, chest bouncing around like crazy and skin slamming audibly. It was so hard to hold in. In fact, it had all just kicked in at once and made his dick twitch like crazy, especially feeling their insides clutching. He tried to move his hips for a moment yet they seemed to not let him. Not to mention that it had been hard to focus.

To keep themself in place they had grabbed both of his hands, holding them ever so tightly with their own. Their hands were smaller, the skin softer… And feeling that skin anywhere made him go crazy. The thought alone could make his head spin. Such a simple action, one which is actually rather wholesome if anything, turned into something which could get him all riled up.

He was being messed around with, surely. And he knew it all too well. This was not the first time something like that would happen. But he allowed it to happen, enjoying the boldness quite a bit. It was a contrast to Ann’s usual attitude. In fact, only a select few probably would see them all playful. Usually they were just some calm yet soft spoken individual, most not expecting that they are capable of something like this. Yet here they were, humping up and down Dice’s very own dick like some massive pervert. And to be fair… They were just that. A pervert. Right now at least. Ever so shameless yet it was kinda hot. No, scratch that, it was very hot!

Though during this thought, Dice had not noticed how he had been forced upwards all of a sudden, though the next thing he noticed was how he was in between their chest, being squished like crazy. It left him muffled, gasping into their chest heavily, maybe a little too heavily. His hands had taken the chance though to sneak to their asscheeks and hold onto them ever so tightly, being finally freed, and keeping them steady in place while getting a feel for those round cheeks as well.

Not like he could move away from there to begin with, given that they had grabbed tightly onto him to keep him steady against their chest while bouncing. It was as if they enjoyed smothering him in between their own boobs and you know what? He was the last man who would complain about such a thing!

And yet it all went by so fast, given how much of an overwhelming feeling overcame his own body. He couldn’t hold it in, though he was trying to just to enjoy this for as long as he could. Because before knowing it he felt them coming to a halt, having noticed that he was letting out his sticky fluids right inside of them, shoving them in deeply. It made his mind go blank for a few moments as well, not really thinking anything nor being able to before loosening up finally, collecting his thoughts.

All he did at the end was pant, right against their chest. Their own grip loosened a little and yet they did not let go of him. In fact, they kept on teasing him by moving their hips a little, side to side or in a circular motion, trying to edge him on more while warming his cock. They really were eager, weren’t they? Was this babymaking or did they just want to fuck hard this time?

“Hah… A… A moment… Then we can get to round 2, ok?”

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