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epictacobird · 2 years

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Saw another ball shaving ad, so anyone who saw this knows why this is here

Anyway here’s your sub!Azul x Dom!MC thing ya filthy animals (affectionate)

Obviously, NSFW below. I don’t use gendered pronouns for MC, only “you”. Have fun ;)

I haven’t written smut in so long let’s see how this goes

Contains: edging, overstim, handjob, bit of a ruined orgasm, MC is a bit of a sadist lol, 100% porn w/o plot

Maybe a lil ooc? It’s probably fine

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“Azul, you’ll cum too quickly if you stay so tense.” You warn as your finger draws a delicate line up his weeping dick.

He opened and closed his mouth in a poor attempt to respond, but Azul could only muster a weak groan. He leaned back into your chest and rested his head on your shoulders. You could feel him relax as you whispered sweet nothings to him.

“Good boy… just like that alright? Now let’s see how much longer you can last.” A devious smile graced your lips as you heard his breath hitch. Azul bit his lip, much harder than he intended, in an attempt to stifle a moan.

He just couldn’t admit that every touch made him insane. So as you wrapped a hand around his cock, slowly pumping it as you rested your head on his shoulder he couldn’t stay quiet. A slew of curses and breathy moans left his lips, all while you hummed in content.

“Please…I need to cum-“ Azul whimpered, his mind hazy from the pleasure- and truthfully, a part of him wanted you to say no. He loved relinquishing control to you, it felt so freeing. He wanted, even needed, to be your toy.

You kissed his neck gingerly while he squirmed under your touch. His pretty, curved cock was slick with precum. Your hands equally so, and as you pumped it again you could feel his cock twitch.

“How about a deal?” You teased, “We count down from 10, and when I say 1 you can cum.”

“And if I…” Azul stuttered out, “If I cum before then?”

You gave a warm smile, “Well, I’ll make sure you won’t be able to walk properly for a week.”

Azul bit his lip, he already felt so close. His only hope was that you would count fast- but even then…

“Ok.” He shuddered, “Ok ok, it’s a deal. Just please-“ His voice went uncharacteristically high pitched as your hands worked his dick. Azul threw his head back, biting his tongue as he moaned.

“10.”

“Say it with me,” You paused as Azul let out a desperate, “Ok”

“10.” Azul tried everything to calm down. His body felt so heavy against yours, with his back resting against your chest. No, he couldn’t think about your chest now.

“9.”

“9.” Azul repeated shakily, your hand seemed to go faster. And he couldn’t neglect how you kissed his jaw so softly. He felt himself melt, and at the same time tense with your movements.

“8…Azul.” You spoke low, “You’re- actually I don’t think I’ll help you this time. It’s a challenge after all.” You laughed.

Azul frowned, “That’s not fair.” His breath hitched as you squeezed his dick lightly.

“It’s not?” You hummed, “I think it’s perfectly acceptable.”

Azul opened his mouth to respond, but he quickly shut up as you went faster. He resisted to scream as pleasure overtook him. “No-no it is! I’ll be..I’ll be good alright?”

You slowed down as you heard him whimper, and as a quick reply you said, “I’m glad you agree. Now, 7.”

“7…”

“6.”

Before he could reply he moaned loudly. You were picking up the pace again, the deliberate and long strokes became faster. Azul knew he was going to lose when he replied shakily, “6.”

“5…”

Azul’s breath became more erratic, at this point his body was so tense it was a miracle he could move at all. He could barely respond through his moans.

“4…”

And as you moved your hand hard down his cock you felt Azul shudder followed with a suppressed whimper. You didn’t let him ride out his orgasm, instead choosing to cruelly hump your hand for pleasure. He apologized over and over in a whispered prayer. He clasped a hand over his mouth, but it truly did nothing to hide his moans.

“I told you earlier to not stay so tense.”

Azul wanted to give some sort of snarky reply but he couldn’t find the words. Instead he chose to whimper pathetically over heavy breaths. He wasn’t sure if he was excited or nervous to find out his punishment. Maybe it was both.

You looked at the cum covering your hand and smiled. “Azul,” You spoke in a singsong tone, “Looks like you couldn’t fulfill your end of the deal…”

Azul looked over his shoulder with half lidded eyes. He couldn’t read your expression well in his haze.

“Now,” You began to pump your hand faster, “I’m going to milk you dry since you want to cum so bad.”

Azul squirmed, his mouth letting out lewd sounds. He saw stars, and as you picked up the pace he gripped the sheets with such intensity you became sure they’d rip.

He began to moan out your name, repeating it over and over as if it would convince you to slow down. “Fuck- MC please-“ He threw his head back again, his back pressing so hard against you it was a battle not to fall over.

You rested your other hand on his stomach, gently running circles around the soft skin. “Relax, Azul.” You cooed, bringing your hands up to rest on his chest. You could feel his rapid heartbeat under your fingertips and you found another smile reach your lips.

Azul took in shaky breaths, relaxing for a moment until you picked up the pace once again. For a moment you thought that everyone on the dorm could hear, although you didn’t think Azul could care at this point.

“Please, please.” Azul whined, his body felt weak and you could tell how close he was.

“Cum whenever you want alright?” You grinned as you continued to work your hand on his dick. As it twitched in your hand you brought your other hand to his nipples. His breath hitched as he let out a small warning.

A high pitched moan escaped his lips as he shuddered. Despite his weak protests you continued at the same pace. Playing with his soft chest simultaneously. It didn’t take long for him to cum again, he cried out your name while he painted your hand white. And when you refused to let up your pace you could see the tears prick his eyes from the overwhelming feelings of pleasure.

Azul didn’t know whether to ask you to slow down or speed up. His body and mind felt so confused, he saw stars and his body screamed for a break; but he loved being at your mercy. The feeling of your hand working his cock was addicting, and it didn’t take long for him to reach another climax.

“MC, MC, please-I” For once, Azul truly couldn’t bring together a coherent sentence. He moaned breathlessly, straining under your hands as he tensed up again.

“Please, what? Azul, are you really in a position to bargain right now?” You laughed quietly, “Unless you want more? You know I have a few toys you might like…”

Azul shook his head, unsure if he could really take anything more of what you had in mind for him. You just hummed in response, focusing once again on his dick.

“Fuck- please, more, MC-“ Azul begged, hopelessly thrusting his hips into your hand. “I’m so close…!”

You smiled, you had to remind yourself that this was supposed to be a punishment. But watching him become putty in your hands in an attempt to cum wasn’t something you could overlook. You simply made a small note for later in the night.

Azul bit his lip, thrusting in your hand for any sort of pleasure. He was a bit too relieved when you began to match his pace. He moaned loudly, legs feeling weak as he felt himself cum again into your hand. He shuddered, his breathing and heartbeat slowing from his previous high. He threw his head back and rested it on your shoulder.

“You look so pretty all exhausted like this.” You hummed, “But you didn’t think I was done, right Azul?”

You were truly going to be the death of him tonight.

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totally-original-artist · 2 years

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Blowjob HC ft. the brothers

Content: AMAB!GN!MC (No pronouns used), implied Top!Dom!Reader

MINORS DNI

Lucifer

Prides himself in being able to make you feel real fucking good

Knows what he’s doing, he always has a little smile on his face, genuinely enjoys pleasing you :)

Teases you a LOT. He take a good few minutes just licking your shaft, getting it all wet and slimy for later ~

Doesn’t like you coming on his face or to be honest, cumming at all. He wants your seed inside him not on his face smh

Enjoys cockwarming you with his mouth, he loves that heavy feeling of your dick resting on his tongue and just how full he feels.

Basically, let him do as he pleases, the moment you try to force him to do anything, expect to get bitten

Mammon

He a little confused, but he got the spirit

Keeps accidentally scraping his teeth on your dick help him-

Also extremely messy, like drool-dripping-down-his-chin-and-onto-the-floor sorta messy

He can’t help it though, he loves the taste of your cock. As soon as you get naked he is on you

Doesn’t start off slow, just goes right into it. You have to hold him back if you start feeling too sensitive, cuz he gets so immersed he can’t hear you sometimes

Please please please praise him, tell him how good he did and how great he made you feel.

If one day you somehow forget to do this, he’s gonna be sulking for a few days and jumping to conclusions so do not forget! Very important!

Leviathan

Poor baby has never seen a human dick in his life

OK maybe in hentai but the real deal is just way too overwhelming for him

Definitely binge watched some hentai to prepare, maybe even tried to find a phallic object to test some things on

You tell him he doesn’t have to do it if he doesn’t want to but he is determined to try out his newly acquired skills™ on you

He’s a little wary of how it might tastes so he just sorta licks your tip a little at first

“Why is it salty?! Why is IT SALTY?!?!”

Yea you aren’t getting any further than this

He’s still fine with you railing him though, it’s just the eye contact that he hates.

Maybe if you blindfold him he’d be more willing? 👀

Satan

Very into it. He gets all hazy eyed while licking you. Doing his best to be as perfect as possible.

Focuses more on the head, sucking on it occasionally but mostly just licking.

Loves making eye contact, he wants you to look at him, he needs you to give him all your attention.

He’s putting on a show for you so it’s only right that you watch.

Gently caress his face and he will literally turn into a puddle

Doesn’t want to deepthroat, he’s a bit scared he might gag, he don’t wanna look unsightly in front of you 😤

It wouldn’t hurt to occasionally plug him up with a vibrator while he’s blowing you, bonus points if it looks like a cat tail :3

Asmodeus

His tongue game strong af 💪

Dude can suck a mean cock, his tongue’s pretty long and he loves wrapping it around your staff

Takes special care of you, fondling your balls, caressing your thighs. He needs every part of you to feel good. He wants to be the reason you cum.

You're almost certain his saliva has aphrodisiacal properties, there's no way you're getting mind blowing orgasms every time just because

Don't touch him please, leave his hair alone, you're gonna get it dirt and he'll get all pouty and refuse to finish what he started

Enjoys getting rimmed at the same time, you're more than welcome to dig your nails into his ass while you're at it!

Beelzebub

DEEPTHROAT DEEPTHROAT DEEPTHROAT DEEPTH-

Gag reflex non existent

Just fucking swallows your cock whole, balls too

You were a bit scared, thinking maybe he’d bite but he’s super careful not to hurt you

Loves loves loves it when you cum in his mouth, he loves the taste of your hot seed, it’s like a sweet little reward for sucking you off ~

Swallows every last drop and licks everything clean, not a single bead of cum is goes to waste

Usually wants to make out right after but it’s entirely up to you if you don't mind tasting yourself

Belphegor

What made you think this was a good idea?

Belphie’s too much of a pillow princess to even bother, he’d probably fall asleep

“Heeeeh? But you’re already hard, why do I have to keep sucking it -_-”

You just have to do it yourself it seems

Grab his hair and just use his mouth as you please, he prefers it that way too

Gag reflex non existent 2.0

Loves being used as your personal cocksleeve, the feeling of your dick hitting the back of his throat has his knees weak

Favorite position is when he’s lying on his back with his head hanging off the bed and you fuck his mouth, it’s a bit suffocating but that’s exactly why he loves it ~

A/N: please let me know if I'm missing any tags!

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vylithscat · 2 years

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dominant mc pt2 - obey me! headcannon (18+)

absolutely doing dateables >:) thank you for asking @oliolisstuff ! very sorry for the wait on this pt2! i wanted something smaller to get myself to start posting again, so here is some more dominant mc for all of you! part one with the brothers can be found here if you haven't read it yet!

minors dni, slight spoilers in like,, all of them prompt: a dominant mc is picked for the exchange program and how their time with the dateables would be (+how sex is) genre: general & smut pairings: dateables (minus luke, obviously)

DIAVOLO

He was so amused seeing you the first day, I mean look at Lucifer!

You didn't seem worried of your own fate, which eased some of his nerves, but sparked different fears

Would you be fine here, with little to no care? Even with the supervision you had?

And when you managed to survive two years of being in Devildom, sometimes when your life was in danger

He felt great about it, and you, and coming to the human world was so wonderful

That's when he felt most comfortable, really

He was away from work, in your room with you, your hand gently caressing his thigh

He got a bit pouty each time you didn't keep going or moved your hand

Give him a little kiss on his bare skin and you'll see him shiver slightly

Be gentle while handling him though, he's new to this, but he knows you can handle him

Make the space comfortable too, just make everything really nice so you can go slow and hear all his sweet little moans

Keep kissing around, gentle bites, subtly marking him riles him up more than words can in this moment

He's most likely going to flip it on you when you're not able to keep going on him

He's also the one who goes the longest of everyone while still allowing you to climax, enjoy yourself..

BARBATOS

The hardest person to get alone for more than a few minutes, what kind of a sadist are you?

At the beginning, it was hard to even know how he felt, even now it could be hard

But you didn't give up and ended up in a relationship with the Barbatos

Having any romantic moments with him are few and far between, but they felt wonderful when they happened

You got to bathe in his subtle but fragrant cologne while he eased you to sleep during your stay at the Demon Lord's castle

Then, he woke you up and you wanted your Barbatos-time, so you had him promise you time together, just the two of you

He cleared his schedule with care before meeting with you at night

Still didn't turn off his butler switch and cared over you until he could detect no lies

And then you brought up an offer; cockwarming (with or without a dildo)

His face grew red as he checked up on how you were feeling, before smirking, "My, my, if only you told me earlier, dear.."

After checking that he didn't have any other business, he settled himself on your lap and allowed your test of patience to begin

He took the time to graze your lips, to gentle bite them and to feel up your body before you broke and pushed him onto the bed

Although you weren't gentle with him, he didn't entirely mind, he enjoyed seeing how quickly you broke when he was right there

Now, just tell him whenever you need that again, surely his schedule would magically be free?

SIMEON

You were the opposite of what he expected when he saw you

Well toned, tall and looks as if you could crush someone skull with your hands

He was impressed that humans could get to the point you were at

But that didn't distract him that much yet, not until later on, the closer he got to you

You clouded his brain and judgement to the point he had to pause his speaking to gather himself again

Then the night on the train came, where he told you how he felt about you and you accepted his advances

It eases his nerves for sure and you spending more time with him was even better

But in your touches, he felt you restraining yourself, avoiding touching some places

That made him upset, where you had to avoid where you laid your hands on him because it was considered sinful

So, he let you indulge by starting it himself by planting himself on your lap, placed your hands on his hips and when your hands moved to his ass, he leaned in and kissed you

Course, he thought it would stop at touching, even if it killed him inside, but you didn't

You pushed him back onto the bed, mumbling about how long you'd waited, if he was sure about this, and he felt his face warm up

You were rough, but slow with him, and you both ended up with nothing on by the end of the night

Spoon him as you both rest, and promise him this wasn't a one time thing, please

SOLOMON

Another person who was amused, especially cause of how you reacted the exact opposite the demons expected

I mean really, you may be stronger physically, but that doesn't make you anymore safe than if an average human was sent down

Still, he promises to be the only connection you have to other humans while down here

Continues to treat you as if you were a meek little lamb who needs a guardian

And then you start developing magical skills and he's BEAMING

Finally, someone on his level, maybe even better, who's physically strong to boot?

You're like the perfect little magic person wrapped up

And then he can't keep how he feels to himself in Levi's game

It's not like he hasn't had experiences like that before, but it still felt unreal

And he didn't receive as much as you did that night

So, when you're in his dorm and the angels are out, he decides to mess with you

Tugging on your shirt is your first hint of what Solomon wants, so why hold back?

It was his turn to be a moaning mess and it caught him off-guard at how well your hips moved in motion with his movements

Though, he didn't really mind being on the receiving end for once

The constant murmurs in his ear, asking how he's doing before you gently bite behind his ear once he reassures you he's fine

It was sweet and hot at the same time, and he'll happily do that with you again, with less restraint preferred

#obey me #obey me swd #obey me shall we date #obey me dateables #obey me mc #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me headcanons #obey me headcannons #obey me smut #obey me x reader #gender neutral reader #gn reader #obey me dateables x reader #dom!mc #omnsfw

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s1mpss · 2 years

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Sub!Hisoka x Dom!reader

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Status: requested

Reader: Seme/Dominant

Hisoka: Uke/Submissive

M/N: Male name (you.)

N/N: nickname

Genre: Smut

Warnings: ⚠️Marking,sub-top reader(ish), nipple play, degrading, stomach bulge, slight power bottom character⚠️

Summary:

In this oneshot you accidentally summon a succubus named Hisoka, it seems like you're in for a 'ride'

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Your POV:

It was a pretty busy day at church this evening, we've made quite the money so far and I'm proud that business is going good while doing what I love. But I wanted to try something else, like studying another language to see if I could properly understand the demons I exorcise from those poor souls. Therefore I started to study in my office. "je t'invoque par la présente hisoka le démon de la luxure." I honestly don't think it means anything but hey, if it helps me study the language of certain demons then so be it. I got up from my office chair and started to play some relaxing music so I could study better but then I felt an unfamiliar presence behind me. "My my, some kind of boss hm?~" a strangely attractive voice said. "Who are you and why are you in my office." I said as I turned around to see a man who was wearing something rather revealing that showed off his chest and his hips. But the important thing was the fact that he had horns and a tail. He was a demon for Christ's sake. "Well you do know that I'm Hisoka, a sex demon right? You summoned me here." The demon said. He seemed confused but that didn't matter right now. I pushed him against the wall and trapped him with my body. "You don't belong here, bitch." I said, venom lacing my voice as I glared at him. "Oh~ call me that again!~" Hisoka almost moaned, my words didn't do anything to him other then turn him on more. And suddenly he pushed my onto my chair and started trying to take off my pants. If he wasn't a demon maybe I'd actually like this more then I'd like to admit.

I don't think he expected me to assist him while he takes my clothes off. But as soon as he was done with mine I ripped his off just to get a better look at his curves and features. He was gorgeous. "I didn't know you were this eager, M/N. I guess you really wanted it huh?~" he teased, it seemed to take affect on me though. I was blushing. As he walked closer to the chair I was on, he seemed to be purposefully swaying his hips as he walked. And as soon as he saw fit he sat himself down onto my lap, but avoided my hardened cock entering him. "I think I've taken a liking to you Hisoka." I said with fake confidence. With that he slowly started grinding himself down onto my cock while he moaned rather loudly even though he was just rubbing himself down onto my cock. I think he was exaggerating his moans but it was still very lewd. He kept teasing me for a bit after that, even attempting to kiss me every now and then. And while I was least expecting it he picked himself up and aligned his entrance with my cock then lowered himself down rather quickly. Making us both moan and by reaction I placed my hands on his hips and squeezed my eyes shut. "I- gh~ didn't know that a priest like you would be so lewd." He said as he looked down only for his attention to be caught on the VERY visible bulge in his stomach marking where I was inside him. "You're probably t-the biggest I've taken so far~" he said with breathy moans interrupting his sentences. "So you're a demon and a slut? Just how much worse could you get?" I managed to say without letting out any groans or stutters. "I may be a- shit~..slut but at least I'm not a priest letting a demon sit on my dick." He replied with clear saltiness in his voice. And just then I raised his hips and slammed them down onto my cock. "Fuck!~" he moaned as he started to move his hips on his own after slapping my hands off of his waist. "Y-you're such a naughty- Ah, priest you know- mmh!~" he moaned as he put his hands on the back of the chair we were on, trapping me down on it. Though it's true he's a demon, he's very erotic and there's something about him that makes him strangely attractive.

For example, his plump chest that bounces while he rides me like the fucking whore he is, they look just delectable. So I did what any normal person having this encounter would do. I tugged on them and pinched them and watched his face contort from a sadistic, seductive gaze to a lewd, almost hypnotic expression. "Ghh! You're so fucking tight..~" I moaned "how many others have used your slutty hole other than me..?" He was almost too out of it to say anything but I suppose he still had some fight in him. "N-not as much as you're- Ah!, thinking!" He moaned. "You're filthy, I can tell you've been used by many others before me. Hell, probably groups at a time with how you're taking me!" I groaned as my tip kept hitting the deepest parts of him. He only seemed to get harder with what I said AND my thrusts, I will admit after this I do hope to see him again. " F-fuck, you're so deep in me..you're gonna get me addicted!♡" fuck, that was hot..he might make me want seconds as well.. No,no. I can't think like that. But I can mark him..I thought as I began to bite his collarbones and his sensitive chest. "Sensitive there..what are you doing!!~" he moaned as I shoved two fingers inside of him whilst thrusting inside him still. "My Version Of An Exorcism~" I said in a erotic tone. "Ohh!! Harder, M/N!!♡" he exclaimed, his voice almost shaky and his breathing getting quicker by the second. "Not so cocky now, are you..?♡" I groan. Then he suddenly completely stopped my hips so he could take control himself. He was moving at an inhuman speed and I could tell he was really putting his weight into it to make his bounces go rougher into him. He then pinned my arms to my sides and started kissing me lustfully, yet I could do nothing but moan and somewhat thrust up into him. From the way he was practically screaming into my mouth I could tell that I was hitting his sweet spot rather deliciously at that. He moved one of his arms that was used to pin me down to his stomach where the bulge was, pressing down on it and pushing it back into his stomach. That's when I noticed the rather enticing womb tattoo he had. It was glowing a bright pink towards the bottom of it and it faded to black toward the top.

With the free hand I had I rubbed the tattoo and trailed my hand down to his cock that was bouncing along with his thrusts to start jerking him off.

"F-fuck!! Im close..!♡" Hisoka had screamed, still bouncing himself on my cock. "M-me too, together..on three♡" I almost gasped into his ear. He pulled his other arm away from my hand and wrapped his arms around my neck to pull me closer to him, I took my hand away from his dick and put them on his waist to slam him down harder than before. "One.two..three...!~♡" I groaned as I came deep inside of him, my tip pressing against his prostate. He shot his load on both our chests and some even got to his cheek, Might I just say I'll keep that in my head for the rest of my time. As we both came down from our highs I went to pull him off of my dick but he stopped me. "No. You're staying inside me until I say to pull out." He said, attempting to be assertive while his breaths were still raspy, his whole body was quivering and sweaty which was truly a masterpiece might I add. Therefore I obliged. I started to stand up and he was caught off yet he managed to hold onto me and keep me inside of him. I brought us to the couch in my office and lied down with him as he slowly but surely drifted off to sleep. "I should really put more effort into seeing if I could turn him human.."I said as I watched his womb tattoo slowly stop glowing.

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A/N

This took forever to make, sorry!! I still have some requests in progress but I focused on this one as of now. I hope you horny demons have a lovely night or day, and keep hydrated and well fed. Love you!!♡

Wc:1548

#hisoka headcanons #sub!hisoka #sub!character #sub!hunterxhunter #hisoka smut #dom!mc #hisoka x you #hisoka x y/n #demon x priest #demon x human #demon x reader

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ghostraves · 2 years

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Tall Hellhound male mc

That's it.

That's the post.

Goodbye.

#kinoko rambles #m!mc #hellhound.. mc.. yummy.#dom!mc #male reader x obey me #obey me x male reader #obey me!

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me-chubchub · 2 years

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Warning: This story will contains sensitive language and sexual activities. Minors/Young readers are not allowed.

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Contains: Dom!Glenn, finger fucking, fore playing, pet names (muñeca=doll, pretty girl), rough sex, ass slapping, overstimulation, breeding, mention of pregnancy, unprotected sex, aftercare (soft!Glenn).

He(Glenn) was so horny when he saw how sexy and ravishing the woman(Hailey) after she went to shower.

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PS: DO NOT REPOST THIS ON ANY OTHER PLATFORM. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME. THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION.

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𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐘.

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After their travel Glenn decided to stay on the nearest hotel. He took a shower first and now it's Hailey's turn.

Glenn was busy thinking of something when heard the sound of the doors unlocked. Cue that Hailey went out the bathroom.

By the hotel supplies, Glenn secretly thank the hotel for giving them clothes and made him fucking hard right now.

Seeing the flesh of his fantasy, his down there created a tent that can anyone camp on it. Meanwhile Hailey was busy doing her night routine, didn't notice how Glenn's eyes are glaring at her darkly.

Wearing a silk robe given by the hotel assistance, she's enjoying her night routine; putting some moisturizer on her skin and combing her hair. Because of being busy Hailey did not notice that Glenn already near her.

She suddenly flinched when Glenn held her shoulder, looking at the mirror to see why he did that. And there Hailey notice something in her companion eyes have.

Lust. Lust and desire are visible to Glenn's eyes. She even notice his firm and well-form abs, even his biceps are showing because of being topless.

Glenn maliciously shows his upper body so he can catch Hailey's attention. And he fucking succeed.

Just a little more push and we will get there.

His mind is full of thoughts and fantasy. The man wants to become gentle but the desire are overcoming him.

"Is there any problem?" Hailey asked the man behind her. When the man didn't answer her question she stand up and face the man.

And that's the dauntless move she ever made that made her regret afterwards. She just knew her lips was occupied with her companion's.

Shock draws on her face as he impudent entered his tongue to her mouth. She can't move, her body can't move. Hailey's mind is against to this but her body saying the opposite.

Minds blank just going with the flow. Glenn suddenly cups her ass and made her clang her thighs around his waist. Glenn brings Hailey to bed and lay her harshly.

Hailey can't see any gentleness to the man on her top. Dominating her is making her dripping wet and she didn't know why.

Glenn's kisses went down to her neck and leave some marks on her neck and collar, while his hand start to roam around her body and make she feel good.

A gasp come out to Hailey's mouth as Glenn touch her clit inside the silk robe and because she's only wearing underwear Glenn access her pussy swiftly.

The feel of his fingers in her clit made her go insane and roll her eyes. Now Glenn is busy with her boobs sucking like a hungry baby while he enters his two digits cross fingers.

"Ah fuck" a sudden lusty moan comes out from Hailey's mouth. Hailey didn't know where to hold when Glenn move his fingers barbarous in and out. Heavy breathings, sweating like bullets but the air conditioner of the hotel is quite high.

Glenn wicked grins when he saw Hailey underneath him arching her back and holding the sheet of the bed so tight as he move his fingers rapidly inside her.

"You like it, huh? Muñeca?" He said while overstimulating the woman underneath him. The woman nods her head as the answer to his question.

He made his move rapids giving her chills to her spine. "Use your words, Muñeca" he didn't stop there and he even overstimulate the woman until he satisfied. "Yes p-please" crying out loud.

"Please what, kitten? Please what?" The woman can't handle the situation anymore. Legs shaking and trembling because og the pleasure.

"More, daddy... please, Ah!" Hailey said as she bout to cum. Glenn immediately notice the woman he pleasuring squeeze her inside. One more hard thrust the woman burst around Glenn's fingers.

He kissed her lips one more time before unbuckling the belt and unfastened the button of his pants.

Hailey can't look at Glenn's cock but she knows how huge it is as his cock poking her abdomen while the man kissing her neck.

Glenn made her look at his way before speaking. "You ready, kitten?" As Hailey nods the black haired man entered his shaft without any warning that made the woman screams loud.

The man thrust his hips aggressively that made Hailey tightening her grips on bed sheets.

Glenn clutch his hands on Hailey's hips as he plunge his cock in her walls. "You like this huh, pretty girl." He keeps on driving her back and forth.

Arch backs, lewd noise created by their bodies, and loud moans are only can hear inside the hotel room.

"Ah! More!" The girl whines loud as the man ram her inside walls vicious, rigid, and hasty. She doesn't know where to hold because of too much glee, Glenn's experiencing to her right now.

The man didn't satisfied at all as he change their position. Hailey gasp and she found herself all fours.

A slaps to her ass made her heave. She didn't expect that the man she's with right now has this kind of fucking kink.

She knows Glenn is gentle and kind but she didn't expect this kind of Glenn, monstrous and aggressive in bed, and she didn't even know why she's fucking turn on right now.

She received another slap to her ass again and Glenn touch her sensitive pussy soaking wet. "You fucking like what I'm doing to you, Muñeca" Glenn didn't let his pretty girl response as he stick his cock again inside her walls.

"Fuck! So tight baby." He rams his hips back and forth that made a lewd sounds from their bodies. "Mmhn!" She moans sexily.

The man continues to his work he even overstimulate Hailey's body by touching her clit while thrusting hi cock rigid and aggressive. "Oh! No Mmhnn!" The loud moan comes from her lips.

It takes a hours, Hailey lost her count on how many she cums to Glenn's cock meanwhile Glenn is loving the fact that she's creaming his cock.

Gripping her hips he thrust hard again cause he knows he's about to cum. Hailey cry out loud for the nth time of the moment.

"Gonna cum pretty girl." He groans as he still shoving his cock inside her tight walls. Loving the feeling of him inside of her. "Gonna cum too." She whimpers.

"Go on kitten cum for me." As he continues on his work; thrusting his fucking huge cock. "Gonna breed you."

Hailey snaps because of what Glenn's said. "Wait no—" Hailey trying to move to face Glenn but he push Hailey's head to the bed so she can't move and continue shoving his cock.

A deep thrust together with a satisfying groans before he release his hot white seeds inside her walls. "Take it kitten, take it like a good girl" He groans while holding her hips tightly and pushing her hips towards his to catch all his seeds.

"Ah! Fuck... Too much" Hailey is breathing heavily. She didn't have any choice but to take Glenn's seeds.

"That's right pretty girl, take my potential babies." He slaps her ass again making her arch her back.

After the long and hot steamy moment Glenn insisted to clean her up but end up fucking each other under the shower again.

"Uhm... Ah!" Hailey moans as Glenn breeds her again. Glenn looks so satisfied after he cums inside her.

Well planned baby.

"We should really clean ourselves." Hailey said.

He chuckled before cleaning themselves because of overstimulation Hailey can barely walk. Glenn take her to the bed and tucks her inside the blanket.

He also tucks himself and hug Hailey from behind. He cupped her boobs and slightly squeeze making Hailey groans a little.

Hailey slap his arm before facing him with a pout on her face. "Enough Glenn, I can't even walk" She said making the guy beside her laugh.

"I'll behave. You rest now baby girl." Before kissing her forehead and hug her as he dozing off asleep with a smile on his face.

Mission succeeded.

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#me-chubchub #smut #royalties series #side story #romance #size k!nk #dom!mc

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shroombloomm · 4 months

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so high.

cw: degradation, size kink, praising, hair pulling, mention of drugs (weed.), and sexual content.

pairing: drug dealrry/baldrry x mc.

The cold night held thick air, still in the darkness as Jules drove one handed down the road. A blunt between her lips, she knew this would be the last of her stash until she went to see her dealer. The thing about her dealer, though, was that he was consistently fucking busy. It was always so hard to get a hold of him, so she either had to buy in large amounts or she had to start texting him at least a week before she was going to run out.

The schedule worked out perfectly this time around, just as she was running out of weed, he had texted her to come through to reup. So Jules did just that, smoking the last of what she had while on the way to his house. The soft acoustic tunes trilled through the stereo, humming along to a song she just found online not many days ago. She didn’t know the words, but she liked it.

Her pointer finger and thumb pinched the skin of the blunt, taking the last puff and inhaling deeply into her lungs. Jules held it as long as she could before she started to cough up a lung. Smoke bellowed from her nose as she rolled the window down and threw the butt out with ease.

Ahead, there was the house she grew familiar with. The front porch lit up to welcome her, she pulled into the driveway and threw the car into park. When Jules stepped out of the car, a cloud followed after her. She couldn’t help but to chuckle, knowing the entire neighborhood was going to know what she was doing prior.

On the front porch, she knocked and waited. After a few moments, she contemplated pulling her phone out to text him. It was bitterly cold and the sweater she wore was not giving her enough warmth.

“One sec!” He shouted from the other side of the door.

Jules pushed herself off of the wall, crossing her arms over her cold chest. When the door opened, she locked eyes with her dealer, Harry.

“It’s about time,” She joked lightly as he moved to the side to let her in, “It’s cold outside.”

“Sorry ‘bout that, doll,” Harry sighed, closing the door behind her, “I was smoking in the other room.”

Despite knowing that, there was still a thick haze at the top of the ceiling. Jules chuckled, shaking her head. She sat down on the couch, letting out a relaxed sigh. Harry rounded the coffee table, kneeling down in front of her; Harry was styling a bald look with bright blonde hair, a loose black sweater on with black pants. A cross earring dangled from his right ear to match the same necklace around his neck.

“That’s alright,” Jules hummed, “How have you been?”

“Been fine,” Harry mumbled, taking a bag of weed from underneath the table and setting it onto the glass top, “How much are you wanting this time?”

“With the way you reply, let’s say a quarter this time.” She smirked softly.

Harry bit down on his tongue as his lips quirked upwards into a smoke, “Cheeky.”

Harry and Jules weren’t strangers, they were actually really good friends. When she started to smoke in high school, Harry was the only one that she knew to get from. He was the dealer of the school, but of course that was very hush hush. She’d remembered when she first smoked with him on top of a bridge, overseeing a busy road.

Truthfully, Jules had always found Harry a bit attractive. There was an instance in high school where her pick me friend had basically outed her feelings for Harry. At that time, Harry was in a relationship with one of the popular girls; which was funny because historically, Harry couldn’t fucking stand any of the popular girls.

But, lord, did he fucking love Naomi.

So, in truth, Jules never really dated anyone because she had always had eyes for Harry. Sure, she had eyes on a few people throughout the years, she was an adult now and she didn’t want to get caught up on an old crush from some years ago. Jules had dated multiple men throughout the years that never truly satisfied her needs, plus they weren’t really down with her constantly smoking weed.

It wasn’t that weed was a crutch, it definitely wasn’t. Jules used it for her anxiety and depression. A lot of people didn’t understand that.

But Harry understood that.

“Did you want to smoke before you go?” Harry threw a baggy towards her, “That’s gonna be sixty, by the way.”

Jules pulled her wallet from her purse, shuffling through her bills before placing the exact amount onto the table and taking the plastic bag.

“I just smoked, but I wouldn’t say no,” Jules broke into a smile, putting the weed into her tote bag.

“You’re just so greedy, aren’t you, Jules?” Harry teased her as he plucked a wrap from one of the packages, “How’s work been?”

“It’s been fine, really,” Jules let her cheek rest on her hand as she watched Harry clear the cigar of its tobacco, “And I guess business is going fine with you?”

Harry hummed, nodding to her. His thumbs brushed against the wrap to flatten it, sticking his tongue out to lap up the inside of it. Jules’ lips parted, her tongue sticking out to swipe her bottom lip. Entranced by the small action, her cheeks heated up. She cleared her throat, shifting in her seat.

“It’s been fine, yeah,” Harry finally said, swallowing the peach flavor of the wrap, “Sorry I’ve been too busy to get with you. Maybe we can plan something soon, y’know?”

“I’m down for whatever,” Jules shrugged.

Harry sprinkled the weed into the wrap, then proceeded to roll it carefully. While he rolled it up, his lips worked onto the wrap, his tongue poking out to lap the wrap up to keep it firm. This had reminded her of the time that she smoked with him on that bridge, watching him work on the blunt; it was such a simple action, but the fire still sparked inside of her.

It was something about not being able to have something that she desperately always wanted. Maybe her crush from the past was starting to spark inside of her again, or maybe it was the thought of his head between her legs that made her want him. If his tongue could work wonders on the blunt, commanding it to stick delicately together just for him to burn it later, then she’d wondered what kind of trouble they could’ve gotten into together.

“Here,” Harry said as he pinched his lips with his pointer finger and thumb, handing the blunt, “You can spark it. I’m gonna get a couple of drinks. Do you want anything?”

“Erm, water?” Jules placed the blunt between her lips.

“Can do.”

She dug through her pocket for her lighter, then flicked the flame alive to light the blunt. From the earlier blunt, her throat was dry and she was desperate for something to coat her throat. She coughed lightly into her fist, staring down at the perfect pearl of the blunt. When Harry came back with a couple bottles of water, he placed it down on the table in front of her and sat undeniably close to her.

“Can I have that, please?” Harry’s two fingers wiggled towards the blunt.

“Mm, yes.” She handed the blunt to him.

Leaning forward, she grabbed the bottle of water and twisted the top off. The coolness of the water hydrated her and brought her back to life. She drank almost half of the bottle before sitting it down on the table and turning her gaze back to Harry.

Harry’s head was tilted back against the couch, eyelashes long and fluttering until his eyes closed. His cherry lips wrapped around the blunt, cheeks hollowing as the blunt burned bright red from his inhale. The smoke entered Harry’s lungs, and Jules was entranced as his Adam’s apple bobbed when he pulled the blunt from his lips.

She almost blushed, she couldn’t stop staring at him. Harry still held the blunt, bringing his hand down to his thigh as his leg bounced from keeping the smoke inside his lungs. A breath of release and a large cloud flooded the area. The edge of his jaw could cut, perfectly slim and simple as his mouth stayed wide open to let out the smoke.

When Harry turned towards her to pass the blunt, he caught her staring. Jules quickly turned her head, looking ahead towards the TV that she could barely hear; the volume was down low. Jules hated that, she wished that it wasn’t so quiet, if Harry stopped for a moment, he could probably hear the way her heart picked up when he caught her staring.

“Here,” Harry brushed her thigh with his hand, sending a soft wink, “Take it.”

When Jules felt his fingers brush her thigh, it was undeniable that her body reacted temperature wise. Sure, smoking could make someone much warmer, but she felt fucking hot in this sweater. Obviously, it was due to him, but she would never say that out loud.

“Have you ever shotgunned before?” Harry said through his sip of water, his voice was lazier from the intoxication of the weed; each word dripped and oozed slowly from his lips.

“Yeah,” She snorted nervously, “I have.”

When she took another hit, she looked towards him and blew the smoke out. The silence was deafening and she wished there was some sort of noise to distract her from the way his eyes burned into her. Her gaze went to the blunt.

“Do you want to shotgun?” Jules hesitantly asked, her voice shaking under the thought of potentially getting that close to Harry.

Harry chuckled quietly, removing the blunt from her fingers, his cherry lips wrapped tightly around the end of the blunt as he sucked in a loud cloud of thick smoke. When the wrap left his lips, a small cloud of smoke escaped past his lips, but nonetheless, he still held the remnants in his lungs. His fingers curled towards her, motioning her to move closer.

Jules didn’t have much time to think, the longer he held the smoke in his lungs, he would surely choke on it and have a coughing fit. Her body scooted towards him, to which his arm snaked around her shoulder; she felt his fingers caress the back of her neck as he leaned in. His tobacco vanilla scent infiltrated her nose, causing her cheeks to warm and her head to become dizzy at how intoxicatingly delicious he had smelled.

When Jules locked eyes with Harry, she studied the way his eyes were different shades of red, she could barely make out the dark green in his eyes. He was heavily intoxicated by the weed, but so was she, and she couldn’t rip her gaze from his eyes. He blinked once, moving in dangerously closer, while his fingers pinched the back of her neck.

She parted her lips just as Harry nodded upwards to her, his Adam’s apple bobbing from still holding in the thick smoke. What seemed like a lifetime, only lasted seconds. The shadows casting over her were due to Harry’s face being mere inches away from her lips, if she had moved her lips just the slightest, they could’ve locked with his.

Harry’s nose nudged with hers, then settled on one side of her face as his lips parted and circled into a pretty ‘O’, then slowly, surely, blew the smoke into her mouth. Jules inhaled as much as she could, feeling the burning sensation down her throat until it started to strain her lungs. Eyes fluttered closed for mere seconds, and when she opened them, the overcast of Harry had departed; no longer being clouded by the cologne of his. Still, she blew out a nervous breath as the ghostly smoke barely spilled from her lips.

“Shit,” She coughed lightly into her hand, leaning towards her water bottle for coating.

“I’ve always loved shotguns,” Harry told her with his lips quirked upwards into a smirk. He shamelessly liked making Jules flushed and nervous; she was a shy girl anyway, and sometimes he wondered just how shy she could be. Or if it was a cute girl facade. Regardless, he enjoyed the way she avoided eye contact after their mere contact, “Alright?” He chuckled quietly.

“Me?” Jules still tried to remedy the burning sensation in her throat, but she feared this was no real way to remedy the other burning sensation that rested between her thighs.

“Who else would I be talking to, Jules?” He tilted his head, resting his hand on top of the small hairs of his head, brushing his fingers over the buzzcut of his, “A ghost?”

“You’re high enough,” She joked, giggling as she sat her bottle on the table, “I wouldn’t put it past you to see some shit.”

While Harry wasn’t hallucinating, he had to take a second glance at the way her thighs were clenched tightly together and her gaze was forced to the TV with a flustered smile. Harry enjoyed watching the impact he had on others, even if it meant it being his best friend. Truthfully, it crossed his mind a couple of times what Jules would look like underneath him. She was peachy cute, quiet, and chill. Just like he was.

If Harry were to hook up with anyone, it would be with her. He was sure they would click so easily together.

“What’re you staring at?” Jules finally broke the silence, catching his lustful stare that hid behind the glossy look in his eyes.

“What do you think I’m staring at?” Harry mumbled, lips taught upwards with a smirk as he placed the half smoken blunt into the ashtray, “Here’s a hint, it’s not a ghost.”

She pushed her lips to the side, trying to ignore the bubbling in her stomach. Jules knew that answer to that question, but she didn’t want to get ahead of herself. She didn’t know if it was the weed, or if the tension had just appeared, thick in the air.

“I don’t…” Her voice trailed off, mousey and quiet.

“You’re so cute when you’re flustered.”

The words floated in the air, not giving her enough time to react to the compliment, or to the sudden fact that she was getting hit on by one of her good friends. Her drug dealer. Someone she had a crush on for a long fucking time. The air around them became thicker when another body brushed up against hers, glancing out of the corner of her eye, Harry had moved closer to her.

Silence filled the air. She dared not to fully look, if she wanted to bite down on the goofy smile on her face and hide it away from him, she shouldn’t look over. She wouldn’t. She won’t. But Harry’s stare was burning into the side of her face and it made her want to sink into the couch and never come back up.

“So shy all of a sudden?” Harry’s breath hit her ear and her breath hitched. His cherry lips parted softly, using the pads of his fingers to brush against the jawline of hers. When she didn’t turn her head to look at him, he wondered if he had mistaken the tension; if he was just high, or did she really want him like he wanted her in that moment?

“Is this okay?” Harry asked quietly, bushy brows furrowing in deep concern of the blurred lines.

That made Jules turn her head. She couldn’t tell if Harry was joking or not, if he was just trying to test their friendship, or if he really wanted her like she did. Jules parted her lips softly, her tongue swiping across the dryness of her lips as she locked into his dark gaze. She only gave him a small nod.

“Words, darlin’,” He cupped the underside of her jaw, tapping her lips lightly with his thumb, “Let me hear those words.”

Jules swallowed thick, trying to keep her eyes from closing just from the smallest touch; yet it sparked her skin and set her alight in ways she hadn’t felt in so long.

“Mhm, yes,” She whispered soft as a feather.

Harry licked over his lips, studying the features of her flustered expression. Her brows were slightly pinched together, thighs clenching and unclenching together, and her bottom lip threatened to quiver. His thumb traced over her bottom lip once more, dragging it to the side before sliding his thumb down to pull the lip down.

Boundaries weren’t tricky, yet they were walking a fine line on their friendship. That didn’t matter, not when they were high, not when they were both wanting the same thing at the moment. The warmth of Jules' mouth had taken his thumb into his mouth. Harry’s eyes blew wide in surprise, yet not very. Somewhere deep inside of her, she was not shy, and Harry knew if he pushed her enough she would show the side where she could let the little devil come out of her and play.

“Fuckin’ hell,” Harry chuckled quietly, shifting his hips on the couch as he gave her a small once over, “It’s like that then, huh?”

This new found confidence in her dazed mind, and Harry’s reaction, was enough for her to push the boundaries and see how far they could walk this line before they both toppled over it together. Her fingers wrapped around his wrist, steading his movements, as her tongue started to slowly trail around his thumb. Hollowing her cheeks and sucking it deeply, showing off the skills that Harry desperately wanted to test.

“Naughty little minx,” Harry commented, trying to ignore the half chub in his briefs that grew from anticipation. Maybe the lines didn’t exist at all, maybe the lines were a made up rule, or maybe it was a rule that didn’t apply to them; either way, Harry still pumped his thumb in and out of her mouth and pressed down on her tongue just to hear her gag.

The taste of his thumb satisfied her, but she wondered what other parts of him tasted like. Many nights she laid awake, wondering, thinking; dreaming of him growing inside of her mouth. Jules knew she could satisfy him, she was confident about that. One small pop sounded between them, Harry’s thumb now cold as the air hit it, and Jules’ mouth still watering and awaiting more, deeply in anticipation.

“Kiss me.”

Those two words, shattering the tension in the air within seconds. Jules’ couldn’t believe the words that left her. A weight lifted off of her, but another weight brushed against her chest instead. Harry’s fingers were wrapped around her throat, taking her bottom lip into her mouth to taste the sweet indica they had smoked earlier. His lanky body pressed against hers, the sweater giving a facade of bulk, yet when she reached out to touch his hip, it was petite.

He assaulted her lips in a feverish kiss, bruising her bottom lip between his bunny teeth as he bit on it, pulling on it, and sucking it harshly while his fingers pinched the skin around her throat lightly. The fire inside the both of them were only fueling the flames much higher than before; the room burned with fumes of euphoria and lust, rolling each other up and smoking each other to become addicted to the pleasure they could offer each other.

Letting off her lips, she inhaled sharply at the realization that this was, in fact, really happening. Every part of her wanted to take off her clothes, but slow and steady always won a race; one that she wasn’t sure if she wanted to win.

“You taste so sweet,” Harry’s voice rasped out in a sharp breath while his lips continued to kiss around her neck, his hand resting on her shoulder as he squeezed it tightly to ignore the throbbing in his pants, “Fuck, I want more of you,” His tongue lapped up the side of her neck, nibbling on the supple skin.

“Shit,” She hissed at the feeling of his bites and kisses. Jules couldn’t refrain from anchoring her body down against his, letting her legs open. Harry caught the hint, nessling between her thighs and pressing himself tightly against her front as he bit down harder on her neck, “Fuck! H-Harry–,” A choke of moans blurted from her.

“Want to taste more of you,” He mumbled against her skin, “Won’t you let me? I know you must be fuckin’ soaked.”

“Mmmph,” Jules almost choked on the thick swallow, feeling his hardened member pressed tight against her front. She wasn’t sure how long she could take the foreplay, even if it just started; she knew that the moment Harry touched her, she would fight her for life not to come too soon, “I want that,” She whimpered, “I want to feel your mouth on me.”

Harry’s large hands pushed up the sweatshirt that she wore, and she accompanied him in taking off her top. He awed at the sight of her body, leaning down to kiss the valley of her chest while his hand traced over the top of her breast; giving it a hard squeeze, he kept his lips on her skin until he hit her belly button while letting his body slink down.

“Your body is so fuckin’ hot,” He mumbled softly, giving the button on her pants a kind kiss before undoing them, “Can’t wait to see the rest of you. Taste the rest of you.”

Her chest was rising and falling under the anticipation, watching as Harry peeled her pants off of her and exposed the white laced thong she wore. Harry smirked wide, creating dimples in her skin as he kissed her inner thigh, letting out a hum of appreciation.

“This is a sight to see,” Harry taunted, parting his lips as his two fingers swiped up the front of her underwear, a beautiful trace of arousal lightly coating his fingers, “Wet. Just as I suspected,” He teased, then stuck his tongue out to lap up the arousal, it was light and sweet, almost making his head dizzy from the taste, “Tell me something, Jules,” his thumb placed the swollen pearl of hers, flicking his dark gaze up to her, “How long have you been this wet for me? Be truthful with me and I’ll make sure to take care of you, darlin’.”

There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, the temperature in the room had heightened by what seemed like a million degrees. Her throat was dry, continuously swallowing the saliva. Jules’ eyes fluttered down to Harry, tongue barely poking out to wet her lips.

“A while,” Her voice shook, flicking upwards into exasperation as his thumb started to circle around the swollen clit of hers, “F-Fuck, that feels really good.”

“Wonder how long you’ve been wanting this,” He teased softly, moving in closer between her legs, his breath hot on her clit as he spoke, “If you’ve been dying for this scene. Me, between your pretty thighs, eating your pretty little cunt.”

Words, they weren’t available to her. Jules’ drew a blank in her mind, and just as she opened her mouth to respond, a long drawn out moan escaped instead. Harry’s tongue pressed hard against her clit, his two fingers pushing her panties to the side as his tongue began to flick upwards between her slick folds. Describing the feeling of being ate out while high on weed was almost impossible to her, the feeling was so intense that she could barely keep her hips still.

But Harry helped her with that, of course, he was a lovely gentleman and wanted to get the job done. His free hand made sure to hold one side of her hip down. The warmth of his mouth was enough for her stomach to swirl and her thighs shake, the tip of his tongue teasing the arousal between her folds as it dripped down onto his chin, then using just the tip to circle carefully around the swollen flesh that needed it the most.

She was in heaven, or maybe a made up heaven that her mind made her see. Either way, she was in the clouds of pleasure. Jules’ back arched upwards as her hand went to his head, fingers curling into the buzzcut, just for her fingernails to dig deeply into the palm of her hand. A gasp, a moan, a whimper, a plead.

His tongue was working magic, but when his fingers plunged into her hole, she let out a mere cry that made her thighs close around his head. Harry chuckled deeply, removing his head from her thighs while he pumped his fingers and out of her at a steady pace. He watched as her body withered underneath him, face scrunched in pleasure, while she silently pleaded for him in short breathed curses.

“How can I let you cum if you close your legs, pretty girl?” Harry coo’d softly, using his hand to force her thigh back down, “Is it too much, hm? Can barely take two fingers f’me?”

Jules’ whimpered, trying to relax her legs enough to make room for him.

“It–it feels so–good,” She breathed out as her eyes rolled back into her head, trying to catch her breath.

Harry curled his fingers into her cunt, watching her body react to him.

“I know, darlin’, I know,” His voice was laced in fake sympathy as he dipped back down between her legs, “And I’m gonna take such good care of you, too. Just need you to be a good girl for me.”

When Jules felt his tongue back on her flesh, it was merely over for her. She was approaching her first orgasm of the night, something inside of her was telling her this wasn’t going to be the last one either. One of her legs hooked around Harry’s neck as she brought him closer, his tongue assaulting the swollen flesh at a quicker pace, while her moans and whimpers echoed through the living-room.

A long drawn out whimper of his name escaped her, then silenced her as euphoria flooded her veins. Stomach tightening, her body froze as she drenched Harry’s chin. His tongue slowed its pace, but still relentlessly rode her orgasm out until she was pushing her body away from him from the burning sensation of the over sensitive area.

Harry’s head popped up from between her legs, chin glistening with her arousal, and a lopsided smile on his lips. Jules looked so fucked out of her mind, chest rising and falling while she tried to catch her breath. He rubbed her thigh slowly, leaning down to kiss down the valley of her chest once more, then the top of her breast.

“I’m not done with you yet, Jules,” He mumbled against her skin, “Need to bury my cock inside of you, hm?”

“Mmmh, yeah,” Jules nodded her head softly.

“Mhmm, I know, honey,” Harry coo’d as his fingers hooked underneath the string of her thong, pulling it down her legs and flicking them to the floor.

Jules unhooked her bra as Harry took his sweater off. They both discarded their clothes to the side. Harry’s lanky body had carved parts that were prominent, his hips making a sharp V line that disappeared down to his pubic bone, complimenting the ferns that looked so pretty between the sweet happy trail of his that disappeared into his pants.

She couldn’t not notice the veins in his hands as he undid his belt. Flexing, twitching until his fingers wrapped tightly around the belt and pulled it off with a loud snap. The sight made her mouth water; remembering the one time that she had ever seen him shirtless, but this was different. This was intimate, this was for her; he was hers, just for the night.

When he removed his pants, his thick cock sprung from his briefs. Pretty and complemented by the bush of pubes around his member, red and angry, yet soft and pink in some places. Harry’s hand wrapped around his cock, stroking down the veins that displayed across his cock as he took in the sight below him; Jules body, beautiful and all his, perfect in the ocean waves of her hips and clouds of her supple breasts.

“Gonna take my cock f’me?” Harry drew out in a half moan, tracing his hand up the back of her thigh as he brought her ankle to his shoulder and held it there. It took everything inside of him not to shove himself inside of her already, but he needed to know she was ready; which Jules very much was.

“Fill me up,” She begged in small whines, reaching out to touch the carved V line of his, fluttering her eyes, “Stretch me out and fuck me dumb, please?”

Fucking hell, Harry thought to himself as his eyes rolled back into his head.

“ ‘M not one to disappoint,” He licked over his lips, tapping his cock against her cunt softly, watching as his tip lathered around her arousal through her slick folds, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure you’re fucked dumb.”

The tip of his cock brushed against her wet cunt once more, hips steady as he pushed forward. She was fucking wet, but still tight around his cock. His thick girth stretched her out in ways that she hadn’t had anyone do before; yet he was doing it. Stretching her out and making her body crumble underneath him. Harry let out a string of curses under his breath as he leaned over her, one hand on the couch, curling his fingers into the fabric just as his bottomed out to the hilt.

“That’s good, taking my cock so good,” Harry breathed out, a growl vibrating through his throat as he pulled his hips back, just to snap them harshly against her, earning a moan from her, “Fuck, just like that. Y’sound so fuckin’ heavenly.”

Jules whimpered underneath him, wrapping her one leg around his hip and bringing him closer. The shadow of his sharp jawline casted over her as he nearly hid his face into his arm in pleasure. Thrusting, hearing the sounds of skin to skin, arousal meshing, their moans intertwining in the room and spinning in the air together. Harry’s hand cupped one of her breasts, parting his lips as he caught her mouth with his.

Jules used her hand to cup his cheek as she overtook him in the kiss. His tongue lapped messily around her bottom lip, to which hers met his, rubbing against each other as they made out feverishly. Sucking lips, moaning into each other’s mouths, and Harry’s hips messily snapping against hers. His head was burning with the warmth wrapped around his cock, her cunt barely accommodated his cock, which made Harry work that much harder to fuck her.

All while desperately trying not to fucking bust. He needed to slow down, or it would’ve been over in seconds. It was almost not fair. Something he desperately wanted in the moment, being ripped away by his shortcomings. If he could make it a few more minutes with her tight cunt wrapped around him, he’d be considered a winner.

Harry broke the kiss, leaning down as his lips perfectly wrapped around her nipple and his tongue slowly licked at the skin, eyes shut closed. She had never come from nipple play before, but her core was nearly flooded and throbbing with pleasure. Harry gazed up at her in wonder, the noises she made made his cock drip with each mewl. Ever so often, she would go back to grinding, but the way he worked her nipple had made her go still. It was like she couldn’t bear to move. If she moved, she would certainly cum.

Her fingers digging into the couch, and her nose resting at the top of his forehead, she begged him for more. Small pants and breaths left her as she ground her hips against his cock, toes curling as she whined to herself. The pleasure was so much that she wanted to fucking cry from how good it felt.

“Keep sucking them, p-please, p-please don’t stop–” She nearly cried.

With each kitten lick, she drenched Harry’s cock, only making him more proud of the way he made her feel. The adrenaline rushing through him, the pleasure, it was blinding; having such a gorgeous thing laid out in front of him, and getting the honor to have her.

But, he wanted more too.

Adjusting his hips, he slowly, painfully, thrusted his cock up into her–the slow pace was enough to make her cry. Tears welled against her waterline as she bit down onto her knuckle, her orgasm was slowly inching more and more.

Tears spilled down her cheeks as she buried her face into his shoulder. He let off her nipple, kissing up her breast slowly as he nuzzled his face into her neck, continuing to thrust up into her. The sudden emptiness made Jules mewl out in desperation, only for Harry to grab her hair and force her to her hands and knees.

“Look at you shaking, can barely take my cock, ” Harry breathed out, slapping his cock against her ass with a huff, “So pathetic, I fucking love it. Watching you like this. Never thought I’d see the day you’d cry over how good I fuck you.”

“F-fuck…you,” Jules whined quietly, closing her eyes as she pressed her ass against his cock.

Harry sat pretty on his knees behind her ass, his cock in his hand as he slowly pushed back into her pretty hole. He let out a guttural moan, tilting his head back with his Adam’s apple bobbing as he continued to buck his hips in and out of her.

“Trust me, baby, I will.”

He grunted out, thumb trailing down to her hole, rubbing it in circles as his hips snapped against her skin harshly.

“God, I fucking love your ass,” He hissed out, “So fucking thick. So full. Gorgeous, really.”

“P-Please…” She whispered.

“I know, baby,” He chuckled out, taking both hands as he spread her cheeks apart, then shook them carefully. Spreading them apart, he could get a full view of how his cock slid in and out of her. It made his spine shiver.

She grumbled, hiding her face as the euphoria nearly sent her over the edge of an orgasm. Harry hollowed his cheeks, then spat onto her other hole before rubbing the wetness around it slowly.

“You like that?” He taunted.

“Y-Yeah, please keep rubbing it, feels really good,” She whimpered with a beg as she looked back at him. Harry smirked wide, snapping his hips to burrow his cock deep into her.

“Keep talking like that and we’ll have to switch holes, darlin’.”

Jules could barely hold it together, her cunt dripped around his girth as he stretched her out. It was impossible not to come, but she needed to make this last; each thrust was contradicting her thoughts, his tip brushing against her spot delicately, making her thighs clench and voice mewl out in long, sultry moans while his fingers dug into her ass.

Harry slowly pulled out of her, letting out a half broken moan as he fell back onto his ass. Jules, utterly fucked, looked from behind her as Harry patted his lap and curled his fingers in a come hither motion.

“Come ride me, dollface.” Harry mumbled, fucked.

His thighs were toned tight, the way he looked with his thighs spread and chest heaving up and down; glistening with sweat, Jules moved herself into his lap and pressed her mouth against his into a hard kiss. Harry grabbed her jaw, handling his aching cock underneath her as she eased down onto it once more. Her hands found his chest, curling into his skin as she felt his thick girth fill her back up, her mouth opened against his as she mewled out a desperate moan.

“Gonna sit still for me, let me do all the work for you, yeah?” Harry brushed the stray hairs from her forehead, kissing the underside of her jaw as he rocked his hips back and forth.

Her stomach was burning, thighs shaking from the tip of his cock grazing her spot with each thrust. She placed a hand against the back of the couch, panting out as her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Harry cupped her breast, slowly kissing it as he whispered sweet praises to her.

“I said sit still,” His voice was firm, yet sweet, his jaw clenched as he felt her walls pulse around his cock. She let out a soft whine, clutching his forearms tightly. Jules was close, there was no denying it anymore, she would surely spill on him any time soon.

“It feels–god!” She cried out, pinching her eyes shut tightly. Harry chuckled darkly, one of his hands roaming to the back of her neck to grasp the roots of her hair. “Just like that—,”

“Be a good girl and shut up f'me, okay? Tongue out,” He used his other finger to tap her lips slowly. She whimpered, doe eyes glued down to him as she poked her tongue out slowly. He smirked, forcing her head to come closer before sliding her tongue past his lips.

He sucked her tongue, massaging his own against it before flicking and kitten licking it carefully. At the same time, the force of his thrusts rocked through her, harder, faster, Harry was peaking in his own orgasm. Her stomach was on fire, feeling like she was going to explode into a million pieces. Harry’s hand slowly roamed up to her stomach, past her belly button and to her nipples.

His two fingers pinched, twisted and flicked at them as his other hand took her hip and made her grind against his cock at a quicker pace. She cried out, nearing tears as pants left her. Harry felt her pussy start to become drenched, her walls throbbed in agony as it signaled that they were both reaching heaven, right where they wanted to be.

Taking a handful of her breasts, he squeezed it harshly. He started to buck his hips up into her cunt. Her fingers dug into his skin, eyes rolling back into the back of her head as her stomach began to twist for the second time this night. Mewling out, her head tilted back from the pure bliss that filled her veins.

Jules’ forehead rested against his, pleaing, whining, only ultimately to be given what she had wanted in the first place. Harry smirked, letting go of her tongue before taking her hips into his hands and watched as she fell apart on his cock.

His attention to her details, her body moving with each twitch and cry, and the beautiful feeling that overcame his cock; he let out a throat ripping moan right as he orgasmed deeply inside of her, just as she finished the same time. They held each other tightly, breaths staggered and tired as they relished in their high, just to come down from it moments later.

“Fucked dumb, baby?” He chuckled out.

“So fucked dumb.” Jules whispered back to him.

#harry styles x yn #harry styles x reader #baldrry #harry styles smut #harry styles x plus size reader #harry styles #harry styles blurb #shroombloomm #harry styles imagines #dom harry styles #harry styles one shot #drug dealrry #harry styles x mc

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flappingdragon · 1 month

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⚠️NSFW Ahead⚠️

Another random thought but, what if MC has a thing for Lucifer's thighs and/or legs in general?

I like to imagine that MC would just casually walk up to Lucifer in private and just slap or squeeze a thigh and Lucifer would look at MC like "🤨" but he hides the fact that he actually enjoys it

And he definitely enjoys it when MC pulls him into their lap and just holds him close. But of course that's not all they're going to do

MC would also run their hands up and down his thighs, sometimes getting adventurous and straying towards the inner thighs and Lucifer can't help but be so flustered

And when it comes closer to midnight, MC will worship Lucifer's legs

They'll start kissing up and down his bare skin, watching and enjoying the looks and sounds coming from the demon under them. The way his face gets flushed over time and the way Lucifer get more excited sends MC into a frenzy

Then they would start leaving their marks on him. Biting, sucking, licking, nibbling, you name it. You can bet that Lucifer's legs are going to be littered with bite marks and hickeys after MC's done with him

And when morning comes, Lucifer's thighs are chewed to shit, he's extremely sore, and he's exhausted. But he couldn't be any more happy when he see's MC sleeping so soundly right next to him

Perhaps he might just call for a day off...

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alhaithamtit · 1 month

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cw: dom!bottom!gn reader, snot, riding, overstim

IMAGINE

riding a virgin guy. he's sobbing and crying out no more's but you still continue as his cum drips out your hole. he's on the verge of passing out but you jumping up and down his cock keeps him awake. you planned on taking it slow for his first time, but he looks so pathetic as tears and snot drift down his face.

gepard landau, diluc ragnvindr, xiao, leviathan (obey me!), casper ( a date with death)

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epictacobird · 2 years

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Ball shaving ad for Malleus has been spotted

Here’s your dom!MC x sub! Malleus @alexandraleshae

I don’t use any gendered pronouns for MC, only “you”. Although Malleus does get railed, so you could imagine either a strap-on or an actual penis. I try not to be too specific :)

Contains: bondage, gagging, Malleus gets railed, some degradation, MC is a bit nicer in this one lol, edging, fingering

Very much not proofread, sleepy midnight mind writing here

Enjoy!

One thing about the feared fae prince that only you know:

He can become ungodly horny

Call it heat, some dragon or fae thing, whatever it was (you didn’t fully understand anyway) he could be insatiable during that time.

It’s hard to tell when he is too, he can hide a boner masterfully.

Although occasionally you’ll catch him staring at you for too long and you can hear his breath hitch as you embrace him. Malleus would never admit it out loud though, as he would rather you come to him on your own terms. He was nervous when it came to his sexual desires, despite being eager to please you.

So it was interesting to see him under you, tied up with tears in his eyes as you denied another orgasm. As your hands roamed over his ivory skin you could feel the vibrations from his whimpers that were repressed by the gag in his mouth. A satisfied smirk was painted on your lips as you leaned down to come eye to eye to the fae.

His eyes softened when they met yours. And as you caressed his face and kissed his forehead gently, Malleus melted into you. His hands were tied to the bed frame above his head and it was a miracle that it still stood in place.

“My precious prince…” You spoke gently, running your fingers through his hair, “I know what you want to cum, but you’re going to have to tell me how you want it alright? I’m going to remove the gag and I’ll only let you cum if you give me a clear answer.”

Malleus nodded slowly, a deep red covered his cheeks as you removed the gag and he ran through his reply in his head. He bit his lip and started speaking hesitantly, “I…” He gasped as you drew a delicate line up his cock, “I want you to fuck me, please.” He spoke quickly.

“That’s a good boy.” You pecked the corner of his lips, “You’re getting better already.”

You could hear Malleus whimper quietly as you left to grab lube and reposition yourself. But you decided against teasing him, you wanted to be nicer to him for now; especially considering all of this was still new to him.

You covered your fingers in lube and carefully inserted a finger into him. You cooed as you felt Malleus squirm under you. He was still desperate to cum, and you could tell how impatient he was getting.

So you began to insert another finger and continued to pump slowly. Stretching out his pretty hole all while being tied up brought a smile to your face.

“To think I have one of the greatest mages in the world begging like this. Malleus, what would people say if they found out you were begging for my cock like a dog?” You began to push your fingers in deeper and quicker than before. Malleus strained against his restraints, whether to shy away from you to prevent himself from an orgasm or to get more pleasure was unknown but either way it became incredibly amusing.

“So Malleus, are you ready? I want you to tell me how bad you want it. Use that pretty mouth and beg for it.”

The fae nodded slowly, “I want to cum on your cock, please just fuck me already.”

He sounded desperate, and seeing his beautiful green eyes look up at you pleading for release ignited your soft spot for him. You prepared yourself in between his legs, kissing the inside of his thighs with a smile.

“You know you really are pretty. I must be incredibly lucky to be the only one who sees you like this.” You bent over and kissed him deeply. And as you pushed yourself in he whimpered against your lips. He whispered a small thanks as you slowly began to fuck him.

All sorts of lewd noises fell from his lips as you rocked your hips into his. Malleus threw his head back and began to beg for more. Faster, harder, just anything that’ll give him some sort of release.

When you obliged Malleus threw his head back and let himself be ruined by you. His throbbing cock twitched with every movement. You could tell how close he was, and part of you wanted to deny him again. But seeing how much he was enjoying himself made you hold back for next time.

Instead you decided to reach for his legs and place them to rest on your shoulders. With the new position you were able to go deeper, and Malleus loved it.

“Im going to cum-“ Malleus moaned out, “Please, please let me-“

You smiled, not letting up your pace with your thrusts and replied, “Cum when you want, consider it a reward for being so good tonight.”

Malleus nodded, his eyes were practically rolling from the pleasure already. He cursed under his breath as he shuddered, his cum leaking from his cock and landing on his toned stomach.

You slowed your pace, letting him indulge in the high as he came. He whimpered when you pulled out of him, looking at you with dazed eyes.

You leaned down and kissed him softly while carefully undoing his restraints. “You did so good, my sweet prince.”

Malleus laughed lightly, still breathing heavily and sensitive. “I almost didn’t want it to end.”

“Well,” You smiled, “I wouldn’t be opposed to another round.”

#twisted wonderland #twst x mc #twst wonderland #malleus draconia #malleus x yuu #malleus smut #fanfic #twisted wonderland imagines #malleus x y/n #malleus x reader #malleus x mc #dom!mc #sub!malleus

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mvskedxrtist · 1 month

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Not so Pure Anymore

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: PnP (Porn no Plot), Daddy Kink, Creampie, Breeding Kink, Degration, Humiliation Kink, Sensory Deprivation

Nᴏᴛᴇ: Guess who's back y'all! Took some time off because of stress but also just because of school, I wanted to to focus more on my school work and all but I'm back. I'm slowly gonna start posting again with a welcome to Simeon here. This probably won't be my best work, so I'm saying sorry in advance.

AMAB!Reader x Virgin!Simeon - Not so Pure Anymore

Simeon didn't know how you tempted him to sin yet he doesn't regret it. He was laying down on his bed, his eyes covered with your tie as you undressed each other and kissed his neck all over. "Y-Y/N..~" He whimpered softly while kissing you passionately.

You chuckled under your breath and pinned Simeon down to the bed as you slid your cock right into his ass, groaning softly as you started pounding his asshole fast, loud slaps filling the room along with the angel's moans. "Aww, look at my dirty angel~ looking so broken already with just a few thrusts~.. I wonder how many people have taken you down on their dicks..."

Simeon was blushing furiously and whimpered while he could feel his asshole be stretched by you. His face was flushed as he thought through your words. Both of you knew that Simeon's never been with someone, but teasing him was just fun to you. "N-no one, Daddy~ o-only you~ you're the only one~" He whined a bit louder while you leaned closed and thrusted harder in him.

"Wow Simeon~ I wonder if poor Luke can hear your moans from across the hall?~ You wouldn't want his innocence to be gone like yours, now would you?~" You kept taunting him while slowing down a bit, looking down at Simeon to see his flushed face. The angel didn't want Luke to see him like this, so why was his body reacting so lewdly to your words?

His wings came out of his back to try and cover his face but you spread his wings apart so then he couldn't try to cover himself. "Wow you're a dirty slut~ you're leaking from just my words!~" Simeon had moaned loudly once you touched his wings, his back arching while he tried to hold your hands.

Simeon could feel something throbbing inside of him and whimpered, his own cock leaking precum as you held his hips tight and thrusted faster inside of his asshole. "H-hah~ f-fuck...~ Oh fuck I wanna cum~ I need yours please!~" He begged you endlessly as you grunted and leaned towards his ear. "Aww~ you want my cum, slut? You want me to fill you up and get you pregnant?~" You whispered in his ear while Simeon nodded his head wildly and came all over his chest in response as he could feel you getting deeper.

You slammed yourself into his asshole as deep as you could, groaning loudly while you came inside of him, both of you panting heavily while you just continued to come inside of Simeon. You chuckled and pulled the tie off of Simeon, seeing some tears in his eyes from the euphoric experience. "Damn... That felt amazing~" You groaned and chuckled, laying down next to him without pulling out.

You kissed his face all over and chuckled, wiping the tears away. "Seems you're not so pure anymore~ Think anyone's going to find out?"

#my writing #smut #top reader #mvsked.writing #male reader #top male reader #dom male reader #obey me x reader #obey me mc #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader smut #obey me simeon #om! simeon #simeon x reader #submisive and breedable #dom reader

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anonymouslosersworld · 2 months

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continuing the bloodline

Prompt; Mc is the last of Solomon's bloodline wouldn't a half-demon baby be cute especially if it was with a certain king. (Mc's Depravity just wants to see a specific view after all they offered once.)

Summary: Mc just wants to breed and knock up some very pretty demons.

Genre: smut (m)

Fandom: what in hell is bad

Characters; 2 out 4 Kings of hell Satan and Mammon

Warnings : Dom Mc, creampies, overstimulation, voyeurism, sub! character, m-preg just normal mc horny stuff.

Intro: Satan/Sitri/Ppyong, once told Mc that demons can't have kids on their own, for demons to have kids they would have to go to Lilith and ask for her help due to complications. But many demons just go to Earth and fuck humans because it's more compatible/easier. (this is in-game when they talk about Lilith and her role in demon society a little.)

So Mc, the last of her line looks into this topic (for research purposes, obviously) and finds out it's the demon that gets knocked up no matter the gender. Now Mc can't get the image of their favorite demon knocked up. (Not canon info)

Satan (666 words)

He understands he offered it when he got affected by the angel's blood, but he didn't think you would take him up on it. But ever since he presented the idea, you kind of took it with you. You didn't take the suggestion right away, but you had a certain look about you every time you saw Satan. You basically eye-fucked him almost all the time, but your eyes would linger around his stomach.

At first, he thought you were just fantasizing about his dick or basically just salivating over his abs. But then the touching started, and he could only describe it as oddly comforting but a little confused.

Before, during, and after you guys fucked, you would just rub his kiss marked-stomach. He was constantly asked if he had any cravings or would be inspected to see if his nips were swollen. It wasn't until the angel attacks calmed down and things were finally settling down that your actions were doubled. You were just taking him everywhere. You would pull him away from events with nobles just to do him in a separate room, shoving your tongue down his throat when he spoke to Sitri, making him cum from playing with horns and groping his cock whenever you felt like it. You were insatiable, and Satan began to put things together...eventually.

His horns were like a faucet, leaking all over his body. His hands are tied up with a makeshift tie on his headboard using his own shirt. His pink overall was shoved off of him.

His face was hot. His brain was foggy, and his eyes rolled back.

"so pretty~" He finally hears for a long while.

Your tongue takes a good, long lick of the cream that fell on his nipple from his horns. Satan's body shakes as he breathes heavily through his nose. Your body leaned over his as you continued to lick the devil's essence off his chest; after all, you need it to live.

Satan looks at you, dazed, as you sit back on his cock. He watches as you cheekily smile at him when you finally finish swallowing all of his cum.

"I'm going to make you a daddy, Satan~" You leaned back down to whisper into his ear.

"f-fuck!" The warmth wrapped around his cock was beginning to be too much, but your words made his cock burst. His thighs spread a little more. His cock practically throbbed while in you.

"You like that, baby?" You tease him as your hand presses on his stomach.

"You want a baby right here?" Satan lets out a shakey breath. '' You are the only one that I want to give my baby to." Your hands gripped the base of his horns yet again, and Satan's back arched.

Oh~" he could practically hear your smirk. "I didn't think they would get more sensitive."

Satan's head feels like it's going to explode. His mind is going a mile a minute as he keeps thinking of having a baby with you. Him being full and having a baby in him. His cock is deep inside you; he can feel your insides pulse around him. Satan feels your hips rocking, taking his cock back in and making his head dizzy. Was this why you kept fucking him over and over again? Was this why you kept his cock inside you long after you both came?

You were trying to make him pregnant.

"You'd look so beautiful with you full of me."

He whimpered in response. The tip of his cock had swollen up since you had basically promised him a baby.

He thought of his stomach swelling with your love.

a baby

"F~uugh!" Your lips bit into his neck. Your teeth are breaking his skin, and your tongue is soothing and lapping up after.

"I can't hear you, baby." Your lips moved from his neck to his ear. You take the liberty to nip the tip of his ear. "Go on, keep going."

"F-fuck a baby into me."

Mammon

You took one look at his massive tits and ass. He walks around hell in all kingdoms, claiming you are his master and claiming to be yours. Why wouldn't you think to breed the shit out of his fine ass?

He practically encourages you to be as greedy as possible and lets you touch him ALL over whenever. Something about this man makes you absolutely feral.

Maybe it's the off-the-shoulder, free-the-titties look that really did it for you. But for some reason, you loved seeing and feeling his gold-fingered claws dig into your skin or whatever was in his reach whenever the pleasure overwhelmed him.

The man's tits alone make you salivate at the mere sight, but when you mark them up with HICKIES, bites, scratches, and lick marks,.

It became the norm for Mammon to walk around Tartaros with all types of evidence on him. Mammon would walk with a spring in his step and a beam of pride whenever he even caught a reflection of the physical marks you left him in someone's eyeballs. All because you were staking your claim over him.

"I want everything," you repeated his favorite phrase to him. Both of your hands squeezed Mammon's tits as you had him underneath you. His body shivered, and his nips were swollen from you sucking them. You had taken orgasm after orgasm from him. His body was sensitive, and the remnants of chocolate on his abs clung to him. Your expert tongue had basically fucked his tits and stomach.

"It's all yours, master." The nail marks on your back stung, but you smiled at him as you took one of his fingers to your mouth. Your eyes reflected possessiveness, but your whole aura was bathed in lust. You would give Asmoudues a run for his money.

"I want all of you, Mammon." He whimpered as he felt you move against him again while the vibrator worked deeper inside him. Your ass looked amazing as you rode him. He loved the view of your ass as you rode him. You more than welcomed him to grope your ass as you gripped his thighs, leaving marks. He could feel your cum deep inside him from previous rounds.

"I-iingh, all yours; take everything. All that I am is yours."

"Have my treasure, Mammon." Your voice got a little deeper. " Let me fuck it into you. No one will have this treasure but you."

He can mostly see the back of your head but he could see a hint of a blush. He grounded his hips harder into you at the thought of you breeding him. He was already fucked out, but he couldn't help but want more. All the cum you shot him was safely kept inside him with a deep-tissue vibrator you had received as a gift from Beelzebub. The ultimate way of staking your claim over him

"y-yes, fuck yes!" he moaned loudly as he came " m-master, more" His face was red from blushing as he repeated what he said to you.

''let's make your wish a reality."

#what in hell is bad x reader #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad smut #sub whb satan #sub whb #whb mammon #whb satan #whb #whb mc #dom reader

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pursuitseternal · 6 months

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“Beg me…” Ascended Astarion tells you, you naughty darling… highly NSFW drabble

Also known as I blinked and wrote 2K of dom!Ascended Astarion x turned female reader. Oops 😇😈

Ascended Astarion x f!reader |E| 2K of BDSM

Summary: you burn, waiting for his return, waiting for your punishment…. Waiting for him

CW: degradation, BDSM, bondage, orgasm denial, and the sweet satisfaction that comes with its fulfillment

Continue for your delicious recompense…

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You lay stretched on the bed, arms numb from where they are tugged tight, bound to the headboard far above you. Your legs however, you wiggle, writhing, the ache he’s left between your thighs still burning hot.

And you are powerless to do anything about it. Your folds tingle, left untouched, unsated for the hour he’s been gone. And all you’ve been allowed to do is watch as the clock ticks, left wanting as he attends to matters of state.

Punishment.

You seemed a little too friendly with some Druid, someone… you don’t even remember his name. But the smile you gave was enough to stoke Astarion’s ire and flame his jealousy. Enough to have him sweep you away and bind you to your bed. To tease you with his fingers and tongue until you were close.. so close to bursting. Only to have him pull away.

And then he ordered you… compelled you… not to lose your focus on just how badly you wanted him.

You don’t know for certain if it was your bond, as master and bride, as maker and spawn, that kept your loins absolutely on fire for him, or if it was just the magic of your lust for him.

Does it matter? Not a jot, not as you squeeze your thighs together, the sheets beneath you soaked with your arousal as you wait.

Footsteps approach your door, whimpers escaping your mouth as you tug at your bindings. The clock begins to strike the hour, its resonant chime deafening to your ears, every sense of your body burns with overstimulation. You can almost smell him on the other side of the door, the waft of spice and bergamot making your mouth water.

Making your cunt drip more down to the bed as you hear the faint click of the key in the lock.

The bolt draws back, and he enters at last. His face is cold, eyes heavy-lidded as he turns his back on you to shut the door.

And to lock it again. Pocketing the key inside his doublet.

Your heart races, a slight edge of fear spiking your pulse and clamping around your lungs.

But he only shushes you. “Oh, you naughty little girl,” he sneers. “Glad to smell you’re still so hot for me,” he croons as he turns and crosses to the bedside. Instantly, he shoves three long, cold digits into your cunt.

The hum of approval from his throat is nearly enough to send you into bliss. But he simply withdraws his touch. Not a stroke, or a curl or catch on your clit. He merely pulls away to wipe your slick on your panting belly. “There’s hope for you yet, my sweet…” his eyes flash, his body coming to cage you in, the bed buckling beneath you as he slinks over you, careful not to let one inch of his body touch yours. “….that is assuming you still want me? That you’re not ever going to throw seductive smiles and come-hither eyes at anyone else.”

“I wasn’t…” you moan, but his hand flies to cover your mouth, fingers tangy and wet from your arousal.

“Shhh, don’t you insult me by arguing,” that gaze rakes down your naked figure. His lips curl into a sad sort of smirk. “The least you can do is assure me, darling, that you are mine…”

You nod, vigorously. Your breath stifled, his palm over your mouth and nose. He lifts it away, smiling as you gasp for air. “Yours, only ever yours, my love,” you pant. You strain against the silken bonds that still pull at your wrists.

“Better,” he purrs, “much better. Your body says as much, as well. But you’ll still have to prove it, darling. Prove to me that your words are not false.” The tips of his fingers ghost down your neck, trailing feather light between your shaking breasts and circling over your clenching belly.

His hand comes to slink beneath your ass, his hand clutching hard as suddenly he flips you on the mattress. All that power surges from him, stinging your skin as your world spins. Your numb arms ache, your face buried into the silken sheets. The sounds of his clothing rustling is the only warning you get before you feel the hard, cold lines of his body coming to rest on your back.

He bears all his weight down on you. Crushing you. Suffocating you. But his kiss at the sensitive spot beneath your ear is gentle. His voice, that honeyed melody that only makes you wetter. Hotter. “Are you going to be good, my sweet, sweet little slut, so wet and needy?” He takes your ear between his teeth, his sucking kiss deafening, making your whole spine tingle and twitch under him.

You nod, breathless, pained. You moan, “yes,” wanting nothing more than to show how much you do desire him. To show him how wrong he is to doubt you. You shiver, burning and throbbing in agony. But then you feel his kisses, trailing down the curve of your spine. Heavy, sucking, they ground you. Soothe you. His hands lift your hips, holding you steady, fingers sweeping through your drenched seam, catching your clit with just enough force to make you buck against him.

“How badly do you want me, darling?” he rasps in your ear, bracing an arm by your head to press his hissing lips right against your temple. “You tell me, you beg me, and I might do something about it, my love.”

“So badly,” you buck your hips against his hand, feeling his fingers slide deep inside your channel.

He chuckles as he strokes you. “But how badly, darling?” He withdraws his hands, his tongue lapping at your ear to send tangible shivers through your frame. “Badly enough for you to beg?” Those fingers catch that secret spot only he knows between your slick walls. “Badly enough to have you on all fours, keening for me to fuck you?”

“I… beg... you…” you do keen, relief instantly flooding your core as his fingers dive right back in, as they assume a demanding pace, one finger teasing your clit with such command and precision, your vision blurs.

“Good girl… for now… but you have been such a bad, lustful slut, you know,” he purrs into the creases of your ear, the weight of his body easing as he shifts behind you, his hand caressing over every inch of you, the other still stroking deep inside, bringing you so close to your bliss, you can taste its sweetness and feel its tingling heat just starting to crest.

But then, with a low-throated giggle, he extracts his touch, “You better beg me again for my mercy, better show me you’re not just willing to spread your legs for any powerful male that comes sniffing after you…” fingers claw into the fullness of your ass, squeezing it as he growls in your ear. “After all, you were so easy to seduce, to make you mine… always so wet and greedy and eager for a fuck… maybe a little reminder of how much you’re mine is in order.”

You feel the swell of his cock’s head pressing just at the edge of your folds.

“Remind me all you want, my love, but I know I'm yours alone,” You want to cry, tears in your eyes and drool in your mouth as you moan, “So please, dammit, I beg you. I’ll only ever be yours, and you know it.”

“I do know it,” he croons, mock condescension warming his voice as he slides his length in just an inch or two before he pulls back out, “but I do just so like to hear it from those lips of yours, darling.”

“Fuck you, Astarion,” you groan as he does it again, just the bulge of his head dipping into your wetness.

“That’s what you want… isn’t it?” he taunts you, that silken wickedness in his voice, “for me to fuck you?” An arm wraps around your waist, a single finger slides between the crest of your folds to catch your clit again.

You groan, throat going sore with how loud you cry. “Yes, please, please, my love…” you pant. “My body, my smile, my glances are only for you,” you add. Praying, as he strokes you harder, dipping his cock in you shallowly again, that it’s enough.

“Oh my sweet,” he purrs, thrusting slowly until he fills you, the delicious length, the pressure finally making you whole, “now you’ll taste my mercy.” He laughs slowly. Darkly. “I hope you’ll last, hope you’ll take it like the good girl you want to be…”

Withdrawing, he slams into you, bottoming out at the edge of your channel. Pain. Pleasure. It’s all one. The saccharine relief of him buried and thrusting inside you finally soothing that burn you’ve had festering inside you for hours. You can’t even hold your head up anymore. You can barely keep your face high enough to breathe, letting him plunder you at his relentless pace. Gasping, twitching, bucking. You put all your remaining energy you haven’t had burned up with your desire for him into just riding his cock. Another catch on your clit, and you feel yourself hurling into orgasm. His hands hold you firmly up, even as you spasm and clench so hard around him, that length is almost forced out.

He laughs, slow and deep, setting you down, rolling you on your back as you still twitch with your eyes rolled back in ecstasy. “Another four orgasms should do the trick, don’t you think, my love… enough to make you learn your lesson.”

You groan, burying your mouth into the inside of your arm to hide the noise of pleasured anguish.

Slowly, languorously, he covers you with his body, its weight a comfort and an arousal, especially as you feel his knee tuck under yours to spread your folds wide. The breadth of his cock sweeping along the seam of your cunt.

“Four?” You gulp, already feeling another wave of climax burgeoning between your thighs. He gives a little thrust of his length over you, and then another. The hardness of his erection sweeps over you, catching every nerve that flares on fire for more in your slick. Your arms tug on the restraints, your head thrown back to press hard into the bed. Every muscle in your legs clenches, heat and pain and pleasure tingle, bursting down every nerve.

You scream as you come again, but it’s muted, covered by his own devouring mouth. “Three,” he breathes over your tongue. “Perhaps more, if you’re extra obedient, an extra good girl.” Reaching over your head, his finger slips into the silken binds around your wrists, the fabric instantly easing. Your hands fly to embrace him, your touch running up and down his back, riding the scars that cover him, gripping into the pert swell to his ass, pulling him even harder into you. You sigh, his cock returning inside you with a gentle little thrust. “My little love,” he purrs as his hand cradles your cheek softly. “Forever mine…” he gives a slow, attentive thrust, the undulation of his hips catching right on every tingling, overstimulated sensitive nerve inside you. “You’ll come for me again, won’t you? And you’ll let me come too?”

“Yes,” you moan, tangling your tongue with his. “For you my love,” you whisper into his mouth, “for you I’ll come for eternity.”

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