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kittievampire · 1 year

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Nightbringer! Virgin! Asmo’s first time is with MC? And once he realizes how HEAVENLY MC feels it’s almost as if he can’t stop?

Absolutely 🥵🥵🥵

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Lust's First

Warnings: Cursing, Smut, Virgin!Asmodeus x Fem!MC, Switch!Asmodeus, Face-Fucking, Overstim, Light teasing, Asmodeus is very fucking horny

Enjoy.

It was only logical that the Avatar of Lust was a virgin at one point, right?

It was logical, yet the concept still confused you. Asmodeus was standing before you in your room, late at night, a tent in his pants, and a blush on his face. He was trying to read your expression at the news of his innocence, feeling embarrassed despite only being given his title of sin fairly recently.

"MC?" He called out softly, making you snap out of your thoughts. The two of you locked eyes in the dark room. You could barely make out the outline of his figure, yet his eyes glowed, and you could see that he'd shifted into his demon form. You could feel it too. The aura of raw lust couldn't be more evident, what with how it plunged the entire room in its sweet aroma.

In his sweet aroma.

"I think the Demon King mentioned something like this... That my body would do something weird like this every now and then," He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. "But I wasn't paying attention! I was too busy trying to figure out how to make my wings look more fabulous with gemstones and now I don't know what to do!" He rambled, not even paying any mind to his, now messy, hair.

You breathed in his scent, the calming air filling your lungs and coursing through your body, arousal beginning to pool in your gut. You were familiar with this kind of thing, Asmodeus from the present would talk to you about his ability to charm in multiple different ways, some less controllable than others. He'd explained that every now and then, his body will release pheremones similar to aphrodisiac perfume. Over the years, he'd learned how to detect and control this odd happening, so he'd only release such strong chemicals purposefully.

One of the key details that you remembered was that this can affect himself as well if not controlled.

"And you're a virgin," You repeated softly, earning a nod from the Avatar of Lust. "I can't go around, being the sin I am, asking for someone to take my virginity! Do you understand how compromising that'd be? Besides, I want to remember my first time!" You didn't even see him move toward you, you only felt him grasp your hands, shakily placing one at his crotch. "Please, MC? Would you be my first, Darling?" You could see the way his eyes glowed in the room that had been plunged in darkness, the sweet smell that lingered making you shiver under its weight. You couldn't deny him if you wanted to, not that you did.

You never took Asmodeus for being loud in bed, mainly because the one you'd grown to know was experienced and knew how to keep his voice in check, but this one? His sounds made your pussy clench around nothing, and you only sucked more of his cock into your mouth. You lathered his length in your saliva, pressing a sloppy kiss to the tip before taking it into your mouth once more.

His fingers were tangled in the locks of your hair, tugging on it as he whined and cried out incoherent sentences. Asmo bucked his hips, his tip hitting the back of your throat as his free hand joined the other in your hair. "So good! So goooood!" He whined, his head pushing against the wooden headboard as he thrusted his hips upward and into your mouth, seeking more of the warmth it provided. You'd manage to catch a glimpse of his expression, and the sight almost made you cum on the spot. His eyes were rolled back and teary, his cheeks were a bright red, his forehead had beads of sweat forming, and there was saliva running down his chin. "M'almost there! Almost there, please!"

You'd be lying if you said this wasn't out of the ordinary. When you'd spend nights with Asmodeus from the present, he'd only submit to you if you begged him to. Even then, he'd never allow himself to look this unkempt. The smell that had overwhelmed your senses prior to the events unfolding had yet to dissipate, making your body even more hot, your pussy even more wet.

The fourth-born sin was fucking your face mercilessly, his length pushing down your throat, making you gag. "Your mouth, it— Nnnh!— Feels so good, Darling!" He mewled out, balls clapping against your chin as more saliva was fucked out of your mouth. "Yes, yes, yes!" He shoved his entire length down your throat, making your throat constrict around his cock as he came. Thick white ropes of his seed gushed down your throat, and the grip he had on the back of your head kept you down, so all you could do was swallow.

He bucked his hips a few more times, clenching his teeth in an attempt to regain control of at least his voice, before he slowly pulled out. You coughed a few times, trying to clear your lungs so you could breathe properly. Once you caught your breath, you saw Asmodeus on his knees before you, eyes glowing, and a blush dusting across his face. "MC," He muttered out softly, dazed smile unwavering. "Let me take you now! I don't think I can hold back any longer!"

The Avatar of Lust leaned forward, tugging on your legs so you'd fall to your back on the bed with his hard cock grinding against your sopping folds. He let out a lewd noise that was between a moan and a shaky sigh, completely dazed from the pleasure you brought to him. "Wanna feel... This tight pussy around me," He whimpered out, gripping your thighs and spreading them. Hesitantly, his gaze flicked upward to look at you. The pure, raw lust that was emitted from his form, the thing that filled your senses so sweetly, the thing that made his eyes glow brightly in the dark and his wings flap excitedly. You couldn't deny him. You wanted him just as badly as he wanted you.

With a slow nod of your head, Asmodeus leaned forward to capture your lips in a sweet kiss, gripping your hips tightly as he pushed the blunt tip of his cock into you slowly. The warmth of your walls enveloped his cock, greeting him in it's tight velvet.

You grasped Asmo's shoulders tightly, pulling away from him and letting out a sharp gasp at the stretch as he bottomed out. He let out a sigh in bliss, blush darkening along with his eyes. "You feel amazing, Darling!" He moaned out, leaning forward to attack your neck with his teeth as he bucked his hips forward. His pace was erratic and desperate, almost as if he'd die if he didn't fuck you. The flapping of his wings only caused the tainted air around you to circulate, the sweet aroma of lust and sex filling your senses just as his cock filled your tight cunt deliciously. His moans were on par with yours, your mixed cries of ecstasy bouncing off of the walls, no doubt alerting anyone nearby.

But you didn't care.

At this point, all your fuzzy mind could think about was how fucking deep his cock was driving into you. The brutal pace didn't help your situation whatsoever, and you were reduced to tears, saliva, and lewd cries of his name.

Asmodeus found it difficult not to get off on your noises alone; They were like a forbidden melody to his ears that he didn't want to end. He couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop. He wanted to stay buried deep inside of the sweet warmth that your pussy provided for all eternity, figuring that he'd die happy if he died at all. His erratic thrusting didn't cease, and the number of marks he left on your neck and clavicle was evidence enough of his raging lust for you. "You feel so good, MC!" He declared once more, letting out a soft whine. "M'already s-so close, Darling," He whimpered, slamming the tip of his cock against the spongey spot that made you scream. You arched your back, breasts pushing against his chest as you wrapped your legs around him, digging your fingers into the bedsheets with gritted teeth. "You want me to fill you up?" He gasped out, bringing your hand up to his face and gently nibbling on your knuckle. "Or maybe you'd prefer I cover you in my cum, hm?"

Both options sounded amazing, but there was something about the second option that made your walls flutter around his cock, and for your arm to shoot up over your eyes in embarrassment. Asmodeus gasped. "I see," His cock twitched, and his hips slammed against yours even faster. "You'll look so beautiful, Darling! Absolutely— Nnhh!— Stunning!" His voice quivered.

His cock's relentless pace, the bullying of his tip against your cervix, and the pressure that his lust put you under made you scream his name as your orgasm racked through your body. Your legs trembled as your juices coated his cock in your essence.

Asmo's grip on your thighs was unwavering as he leaned back to angle himself properly. He thrusted into you a few more times before pulling out, pushing your thighs together around his cock to give it a nice cushion before cumming. He let out lewd gasps as thick, white ropes of his cum shot out onto your stomach and breasts, his cock twitching as his orgasm washed over him.

You were left panting heavily. Your throat was still raw from his face-fucking earlier, and now, your pussy was wrecked as well. You felt him push passed your folds again and you gripped the sheets, letting out a sharp gasp as he plunged deep inside of your warmth once more.

It suddenly felt like the heat around you only increased in temperature, the sweet smell from earlier becoming ten times as intoxicating. He looked down at you, lust filling his expression alongside an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, MC. Could we maybe do just a few more rounds? I can't seem to calm down." You would have rolled your eyes at the fact that he asked for permission after doing the deed, but the way your pussy clenched in reaction to the overstimulation made your head all fuzzy again.

"Fuck," You whimpered out, knowing that this would be a long night.

He really did try to stop after the seventh round, but fuck. Your pussy just felt too good.

Whimpered apologies and the sound of skin slapping against skin went through the door from the small crack at the bottom.

That's when Lucifer decided that maybe it was best to install sound-proof walls and doors.

Hope you liked it, anon!

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anonymouslosersworld · 3 months

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♡ Succubus♡

Prompt; Mc/reader armed with the teaching Solomon decided to mess around with magical creations and like Icarus flew too close to the sun before falling... in their case fell victim to horniness.

Fandom: Obey me shall me date

Characters: Beel, Belphie, and Asmodeus.

Genre: Smut (M)

Contains: dubcon, unprotected sex, dom reader, sex toys, voyeurism??, and corruption kink.

Credit goes to @asmology. They have wonderful blog and written pieces. I was so in love with their charmed series and just wanted to try my hand at writing it myself. Please don't hesitate and check out their blogs.

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Prologue; After you had successfully enrolled in the sorcerers' academy and become Solomon's one and only apprentice after a couple of months. He had encouraged you to explore magical items and such. Due to many lonely and hot nights, you settled on magical items. Using your knowledge you created a life-like magical dildo/vibrator of your love interest. Unknowingly to you {or maybe knowingly you did but wouldn't admit it}it was also charmed with your love interest feeling whatever you did to it.

Beelzebub

The water trickled down Beelzebub's achy body. He had just finished a late training session for Fangol. He had been feeling this empty pit in his chest since you had gone to the human world, and nothing seemed to fill it. It practically hurt him to be so far from you, even though he knew you would be back eventually. It didn't stop him from missing you.

The lathered loofa that he was using reminded him of you since you bought it on one of his many shopping trips with you in devildom. Just the thought of you brought some warmth to his chest.

Beel groaned as he felt the telltale sign of your touch on his body. Beel muttered your name as your hands roamed around his body. He found it comforting. He felt the warmth of your hands all over his body, stopping for a short while at his tits. Your hands moved to pat his stomach; he was sure you could tell that he lost a little weight while you were gone. He felt the wet kisses you seemed to leave around his body,mostly his face.

"M-mc?" he whines as he closes his eyes. If he really concentrated, he could pretend you were here. Your hands were so small compared to his. You could barely cup his tit or even fit it into your mouth. He can feel when you move to his cock, where you struggle to take him into your mouth. He smiles as you give him kitten licks all over his cock.

"Please more.'' he softly begged you as the water kept running down his body. it was almost like you heard him, and you finally took him into your mouth. His breath hitched as he felt your warm and wet saliva hit his cock. His cheeks go red as he realized you just spat on his cock. No matter how many times you took him, you struggled to take him. Your tongue danced around his tip and played with veins that ran across his cock.

"I'm cumming!~" Beel groaned as he felt his balls being handled with care. Beel panted, finally managing to catch his breath. His body felt relaxed, sore, and tired, but he finally felt at ease.

" I miss you, come home soon" he whispered into the wind, hoping you would hear him.

Belphie

Belphie's face was hot and flushed. If anyone had paid attention to the 7th born, they would have noticed he was awake and trying to keep from making any sounds. The pleasure finally was getting to him. His mind was in a daze, he felt dizzy and he could barely hold a thought in.

"N-no, please w-aah~" Belphie whimpered quietly as another orgasm was taken from him. His ass felt hot with all the cum; he was surprised he hadn't leaked all over his chair.

Belphie panted heavily as the thing wrapped around him finally stopped for a bit. He was growing weary, and he was tired. He just wanted to go to bed, but he couldn't ignore it anymore.

"Sss-sshiiit~'' he whined as he felt its walls contract around his cock. His cock twitched as you began to move again. He was so sensitive already; he didn't know how much more he could take.

"f-fuck!!" Belphie moaned as you moved. Getting fucked in class was one thing, but being fucked by nothing in class was another.

"Let me sleep," Belphie begged mentally, "it's too much now."

Belphie's balls emptied out whatever last cum it had into whatever little trap you made.

Asmodeus

"a-aah~" Asmodeus relished the feeling of his cock in something. He knew only two people were capable of doing this, and he was perfectly happy to let them use him as much as they wanted.

He could recognize that warm and sloppy wet hole-blowing technique anywhere, and it turned him on more than anything. You missed him so much. Your tongue swirled around his tip.

"Yes!!~ deeper please." He moaned with no shame in his dressing room. He had unbuttoned his shirt and peeled it off to play with his chest. The clothes he was trying on were long forgotten.

"s-so dirty,~" Asmodeus whimpered as he felt something at his entrance. He bites into his hand as he feels your fingers inside him, warming him up to fuck his ass. "You must really miss me."

"w-wait! too soon!" Asmodeus whined as you worked his ass and sloppily sucked his cock. it was too soon for him to cum.

"p-please w-ahh~!" Asmodeus's back arched as you finally hit his favorite spot. You didn't waiver as you fucked your way into Asmodeus's hole. Asmodeus tried to withhold his orgasm but you kept screwing him like he was really there with you. You fucked him like -

"n-no faiir~" he exclaimed as he came.

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fullofbees · 14 days

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Headcanons about the demon brother's and an MC who is on their period.

CW: Period Sex (All of them), Somnophilia (Belphegor), Non-con (Belphegor)

»»----------► Reader is Gender Neutral with AFAB anatomy

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

Yes. Though he may not interact with humans much in the Devildom (nor did he in the Celestial Realm either), it never hurts to be prepared by knowing and understanding basic human bodily functions.

✬ How he helps: ✬

Lucifer knows how much you adore his brothers, but he also understands that all of them can be.... a bit much – especially when together. So, when you need some peace and quiet, Lucifer ushers you into his private study. You relax on the plush couch, a small fire in the pit and his coat draped over you to keep out the house’s haunting draft. When you try to refuse, he chuckles, and assures you his inhuman sight will adjust easily to the darkness. It doesn’t take long for you to coax him to the couch anyways, both of you blissfully passing out for some much needed rest. "Your brothers would surely lose their minds if they saw you napping, with me in your arms no less." "That's why you're not going to say a word, lest you lose your snuggle privileges."

✬ NSFW ✬

Indents and imprints begin to form across your skin from where your body is shoved against the plush backing of the couch. Should anyone happen to disturb your haven of rest, they would be none the wiser, with Lucifer's looming visage shielding you from the door and his coat, draped across your waist, hiding your sin. His hand pulls your underwear off to the side, leaving him just enough access to tease you with the tip of his cock. Short shallow thrusts amplify the wetness that sticks to your thighs, slowly building the pleasure that hums throughout your body. Lucifer chuckles at how easily he's able to slip his entire length into you like this; heat rises to your face in embarrassment, but burying your face into the cushions does little to stop the drenched sounds of his cock fucking the bloody mess that is your cunt.

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

He’s heard it mentioned by the witches before – small grumblings of pain, frustration, and exhaustion between them. He’d scoff; their whisperings of mutual understanding being heard, their feet up as they relaxed, all while he was being worked to the bone. He spent centuries thinking they were lying before he met you.

✬ How he helps: ✬

Mammon always is ready to fight anyone who dares to upset you. As your first man, even the privilege of annoying you should be left to him. When it comes to that time of the month, Mammon is extra protective of you; threatening others with little more than a glance, shoving lesser demons out of your way, even going so far as to bribe others in to doing your homework for you. He's not letting you lift a finger while he's around! "Mammon! You don't need to do this. He was just being polite and saying hello!" "That's what he wants ya to think! Luckily, you have THE Great Mammon here to protect ya from these low-lifes!"

✬ NSFW ✬

God knows how much grimm he could make off of videos of your pretty face blissed out like this. You're panting against his mattress, sweat laced hair clinging to your cheeks and neck as your body bounces in time with his thrusts. Mammon pauses, watching you wriggle and writhe as he slowly pulls his cock out until just his tip remains inside. Perhaps he should feel dirty when he sees his flesh painted with your blood and his cum, but when has he ever given a damn about that kind of stuff? With the way you're begging him to continue, to fuck his cum back into you, how can he feel anything but lucky? Yeah, your sex tape would go for millions, but he knows his treasure is infinitely more valuable when he has it all to himself.

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

Absolutely not. Definitely stares at you in horror as you explain the process to him; What do you mean it happens every month? How are you able to bleed without dying? What use could this possibly have to your survival? He's a changed demon once he learns.

✬ How he helps: ✬

Thankfully, his Akuzon habits mean that you never are without any products you might need/want - same day delivery! Once the initial shock has worn away, Levi ends up placing orders without you needing to ask. It's one of the little way he shows his love. Otherwise, Levi does his best to distract you from its existence altogether. The more episodes you watch, or the more games you play, the less likely Levi is to overthink and worry about you. "Leviiiii, I'm tired, I want to sleep! I swear I'm not going to die from blood loss." "Losing my Henry is not worth the risk! Just a few more episodes, I promise..."

✬ NSFW ✬

Levi had only honorable intentions when he invited you to binge a new anime with him. Besides, it's not like you'd ever imagine being with a disgusting pervert like him. So how does this keep happening? Your back is pressed to his chest, his hands holding your legs open as he thrusts his cock into you. You whine, whimper, and beg for him to keep going. He hides his face against your neck, nipping and kissing the sweat-soaked skin. Normally, he would be the one crying underneath you, begging with tears in his eyes for his orgasm. Perhaps its your period that is making you so pliable, so sensitive to his touch that even a small flick to your nipples has you throwing your head back in pleasure. The anime's closing song plays through the speakers as the credits roll. It goes unnoticed.

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

Yes, of course; he's only read every book about the subject that he could get his hands on.

✬ How he helps: ✬

Satan ends up becoming your nurse more than anything. He insists on prepping all of your lunches, making sure each meal is packed full of the vitamins and minerals your body needs. He has you rate your pain on a scale of ten and charts it alongside your other symptoms to see if there is a pattern. You understand that its his curious nature that drives him to do this, but you still had to put your foot down when he started asking to chart the heaviness of your flow. "Eat this; it will replace the magnesium you are losing due the monthly shedding of your endometrium." "I am a human, not a guinea pig dammit!"

✬ NSFW ✬

It was supposed to be a joke; a terrible one, but a joke nonetheless. Yet here you are now, Satan pawing at your thighs, while in the most ridiculous nurse's outfit you've ever seen. It looks like a cheap 'sexy nurse' Halloween costume, it barely fits him, the white spandex skirt riding up his legs as he sits between yours; is that even a real stethoscope? His hands slide down to your knees, gently guiding them apart, "I need to conduct a thorough examination, so will you please spread your legs?" You wonder if he stole this idea from one of his not-so-hidden smut novellas.

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

Yes! However, his knowledge comes from hands-on experience rather than from a book. His servitude to Solomon allows him to travel to the human world far more often than his brothers, and of course, there were more than enough humans willing to indulge his curiosities.

✬ How he helps: ✬

Asmodeus is aware of how unattractive some humans feel during their cycle, so he always goes out of his way to make sure you feel desired. Worried about acne? He has enough serums, creams, and masks to handle any breakout. Feel like your clothes don't fit right? What a perfect excuse to go shopping! He'll make sure you find something that you look and feel good in. Do you feel achey and sore? He keeps plenty of bath oils/salts stocked for you to freely use in his bathroom. "Asmo, why are you taking your clothes off?" "Did you think I would let you bathe all by your lonesome? <3"

✬ NSFW ✬

The Avatar of Lust silences your protests with his lips, happily snaking his tongue into your mouth when you gasp. The water of the bath is warm and fragrant; Asmodeus may have gone a bit overboard with the salts, but he wanted you relaxed and comfortable before he made his move. He works slow circles over your clit, just enough pressure to excite your body but no more than that. Everytime you wiggle your hips in search of more friction, he simply removes his hand, giggling at your defeated and pleading expression. It's no secret that your period aggravates the tension in your body, but Asmodeus knows that a steady hand will always prevail over brute force. So, just sit on his cock and let him pamper you, kay? <3

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

….No. Probably will also forget within minutes of you explaining it to him. It's okay, we love our gentle himbo.

✬ How he helps: ✬

There is no such thing as a weird food combination to this demon, therefore, he will enthusiastically try anything you create to appease your cravings. Also, thanks to his athleticism, Beel knows how to appropriately massage and stretch out any knots your muscles may form. He has to be extra careful since you're not as sturdy as a demon, but he's so happy that you trust him to do it anyways. "Mmmm.. chocolate and peanut butter..." "Beel, you're drooling into my hair...."

✬ NSFW ✬

It's not like the poor gluttonous demon could help it... you just smelled so good during this time of the month. Beel doesn't know what causes you to relent this time around, but he can't help but feel like he's unwrapping some exclusive treat as he slides your underwear down your legs. In his eagerness, he doesn't notice the embarrassed blush that covers your face, too focused on appreciating the meal that lies between your thighs. You don't have the time to mull over your decision before the demon has buried his tongue in your cunt, moaning in pleasure at the taste -- your taste. Just remember to help him clean off his face afterwards.

✬ Does he know what a period is? ✬

It's not that he doesn't know, more that he just doesn't care. He never cared about humans, or any of their inane problems, before you came along. At the very least, that means he'd be the most casual about it.

✬ How he helps: ✬

Belphegor is the laziest of all his brothers, so if his help doesn't involve napping, it's a slim to none chance of it ever happening. You'll find him in the attic whenever you need him, and he never asks questions when you do. He simply makes room for you, letting you get comfortable before trapping you against him for the foreseeable future. "Belphie, so help me-- I'm going to bleed on your pillow!" "snORk.. mimimimi..."

✬ NSFW ✬

It wasn't unusual for cuddly naps with Belphie to turn into half-asleep sex. But those times were usually initiated by the demon; he would infiltrate your dreams, interrupting whatever scenario that was playing out, and fuck your dream-self into waking up. Other times, the lazy brat would wake you up himself just to make you ride him while your moans were interrupted by yawns. This time, he wakes before you, and finds you rutting your hips against his as whisper-soft groans slip past your lips. You don't wake as he carefully undoes your pants and slide them down. He ogles the deep red stain that bleeds through your underwear, the sight of the sticky mess oddly erotic. Tentatively, he presses his fingers against the fabric, surprised by the warmth and feel of the blood that now stains his skin. It's a while longer til you wake, and Belphegor intends to play with your messy cunt until then.

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cosmiic-world · 1 year

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asmodeus thirst

i couldnt help myself aosnksns

cw: explicit content, mirror fucking, dacryphilia, overstimulation, orgasm after orgasm, dumbification, degredation + praise, use of good girl, creampie, slight breeding kink, midly possessive behavior, mention of pregnancy, pure smut no plot. no thoughts just horny.

“you can take another one, right?” asmodeus practically purred into your ear as his fingers softly and slowly drew circles on your clit, feeling your cunt spasm around his cock as you came again.

you whined and shook your head, the overstimulation too much to bear. your hips stuttered as he applied more pressure to your puffy clit, resulting in you letting out a yelp. “please asmo, n-no more..” you said, panting.

“aw, but look at how pretty you look,” he gently grabbed your chin and lifted your head, forcing you to look into your reflection. “look at that pretty pussy clenching so perfectlyu on my cock.” he slowly pulled out so you could see how your pussy clenched as if trying to keep him in despite your pleas. “your body wants more, i know you can take it. right?” by now, he was slowly thrusting into you, fucking you at an agaonizingly slow pace.

“i-i can take it..” you mumbled as the pain from the overstimulation turned into pleasure.

“that’s my good girl. i knew you could do it.” he said before thrusting harshly into your sopping cunt.

you gasped and cried loudly, averting your gaze from embarrassment.

asmodeus let out a groan, almost a growl, and forced you to look back at the mirror, his eyes boring into your reflection. “keep your eyes on me baby. that’s it, just like that.” he said, punctuating each word with a harsh thrust.

“ngh, c-cumming!” you moaned as you came around his cock again for the nth time, your legs shaking and your eyes rolling to the back of your skull.

asmodeus let out a moan as he watched every thought leave your pretty little head, pleasure evident on your face. “you’re so pretty when you cum. and you’re gonna cum for me again.” he said, groaning as he finally felt his orgasm approaching. “you’re gonna cum as many times as i want you to. because you’re all mine.”

“‘m all yours!” you repeated as hot tears rolled down your cheeks, your tongue lolling out.

“such a good slut for me. you’re doing so fucking good for me.” he said as he went back to playing with your clit again, this time rubbing fast circles on it. “cum with me darling, i know you can give me another one.” he groaned as his thrusts picked up some more speed. “gonna fill you up with my cum. i’ll make sure you’re pregnant with my babies.”

“ah, fuck! yes, asmo, fill me up! o-oh, ‘m gonna cum!!” you threw your head back against his shoulder, crying out and shaking as you came once more.

the pressure from your cunt tightening around his cock made asmo dizzy as he came, delivering one last harsh thrust before he filled you up.

both of you sat there panting and watching how your cunt was filled with both his and your cum. asmo’s gaze averted to your face, smirking as he saw your fucked out expression.

“c’mon, let’s get you cleaned up.” he said before picking you up to go start the bath.

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taifenggg · 3 months

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Helloooo, I have a request (you can ignore it if you want!), how about a scenario like the one in the song "Why'd you only call me when you're high?" from Arctic Monkeys? I was listening to it and it came to my mind 🤭🤭(Obey Me! characters ; little smut please ♡)

Content Warning(s): NSFW, swearing lol, mentions of being drunk,, slightly ooc characters? :/

Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned)

Authors Notes: hi there, idk if i did this request justice but i tried my best! you didnt specify which characters youd like so i took the liberty of choosing them, hope thats alright ^^

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It's fairly obvious how much he loves you.

He's completely and utterly infatuated with you. Even now, as he collapses onto his bed, not completely drunk but slightly tipsy and buzzed. Thoughts of you occupy his mind. You are all he thinks about, even in his hazy stupor.

Even as he's leaning against pillows stacked neatly on his bed, desperately fisting his cock into his hand, wishing it was your hand instead of his. His moans come out breathy, his chest rising and falling as he pants out your name. His bangs cling to his face, and despite everything he does he struggles to keep his noises down. There's no doubt in his mind that at any second, someone could burst through the door and see just what he was up to, but somehow he couldn't bring himself to care.

"Fuck MC-" he whines keeling over slightly as he edges himself, on the brink of his release, but purposefully slowing down. He can see your face, your smile, the way your lips quirk up into a smirk. His mind wanders and he envisions you, between his legs, smiling up at him oh so innocently as you jack him off. He shudders at the thought, feeling heat rush to his face.

More I get through the gears Incapable of makin' alright decisions And havin' bad ideas

He shouldn't be thinking about you like this, and he would be lying to himself if he claimed he didn't feel guilty over getting off to the fantasy of you helping him out. But he's in too deep. You're like quicksand, the more he struggles, the more you draw him in.

"Shit-!" he gasps out, his body shuddering as he releases messily all over his stomach. His hands still as he catches his breath, the post-nut clarity starting to catch up to him, seemingly sobering him up. He groans softly as he presses his hands to his face, his cheeks seemingly burning even more.

After some debating with himself, he picks up his phone, swiping to your contact, shooting you a quick text.

'MC, I know it's late but I really need to see you right now. It's urgent.'

He tosses his phone over to the side, groaning softly as he leans back more against his bed, waiting for your response. Thankfully, he doesn't have to wait too long. A notification from his phone startles him as he scrambles to clean himself up as best as he can before reaching over and unlocking his phone, seeing a new text message from you.

'I heard you went drinking and got kind of wasted, you should probably rest.'

He grimaces slightly before responding back to you.

'Please.'

He watches as your three dots jump up and down for a bit, and he imagines you formulating your response. And sure enough, you respond.

You said you gotta be up in the morning Gonna have an early night .... Why'd you only ever phone me when you're high?

Another pause.

'Fine, I'm coming over now.'

After all, who were you to deny your favorite boy, especially when he's especially needy for you?

MAMMON, Leviathan, ASMODEUS, Beelzebub, Simeon, Solomon

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toru-oikawas-milkbread · 1 year

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The Obey Me Characters React to you Asking For Nudes | Pt.2

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: Happy Thanksgiving for those of you who celebrate! For those of you who don’t, happy Thursday! I hope you’re all having a good day and even more so I hope that you enjoy this chapter!

In this chapter, the characters will include: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor!

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

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misc-obeyme · 8 months

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Hello! Congrats on on getting to 1000 followers! Your writing is great!

For the event, may I request the NSFW prompt #9 "You have no idea how much I want you" with Asmodeus?

Thank you and congrats again!

Hello!! Ahh you're so sweet, I'm so glad you're enjoying my writing! <3

Okay, this is the first smut I've written for Asmo so I hope it turned out okay! I tried to keep the reader's outfit vague so it can be imagined as anything.

Thank you for participating!

1,000 Followers Event! (There are only two prompts left!)

GN!MC x Asmodeus with prompt "You have no idea how much I want you."

NSFW MDNI

Warnings: fingering & penetration (reader receiving), er... does this count as semi-public? I think it might lol. Please correct me if I'm wrong!

Everybody knew that Asmodeus threw the best parties. So it was no surprise when you showed up to the Fall and found it packed with people. You sat at the bar for a while, taking in the music, the lights, the noise of the demons around you chatting and laughing.

You could see Asmo from where you sat, surrounded by beautiful demons all jostling for his attention. He was often in the middle of a group consisting mainly of his fans. You watched fondly as he interacted with them. He was in his element - greeting everyone, happily taking selfies, and always smiling brightly.

Although the event was taking place at the Fall, it was actually a promotion for a high end luxury perfume. Asmo himself was wearing it, of course, but there were also samples. It was a subtle scent, but it lingered in the air of the club.

Asmo was wearing a beautifully tailored suit with pink embellishments. His hair was immaculate as always, his skin glowing. He looked amazing and you couldn't help feeling happy simply by watching him.

And then he looked across the room and saw you. The way his face lit up made your heart race. He had been smiling the whole time you'd been watching him, but now his smile was radiant. Knowing you made him feel that way caused your stomach to flutter.

Asmo cheerfully spoke to the people around him while also making his way toward you.

You decided to make it a little easier by slipping off your seat and moving toward him.

Eventually, the two of you met in the middle and you found Asmo's arms around you before you could even say anything.

Although he was wearing the same perfume that you had been smelling this whole time, there was something else you could sense in the scent, something uniquely Asmo. It made your skin tingle. Or perhaps that was the way he was holding you.

"MC," he said, close to your ear so you could hear him over the noise. "I'm so happy you came! You look fabulous, as always."

Your outfit consisted almost entirely of things that Asmo had gifted you. This was because you wanted to look nice and you knew his choices would never steer you wrong.

"You're the one who looks amazing," you said, letting yourself relax in his embrace.

Asmo laughed gently. "Oh, hun, it's really good to see your sweet face. I love interacting with my fans, of course, but being with you is just so much better."

You looked over his shoulder at the fans who were still milling around behind him. "I don't think your fans like me all that much."

Asmo glanced behind him before turning back to you with an amused expression. "They're just jealous. Don't worry about it. Why don't we go somewhere a little more… private?"

You cocked your head at this, but didn't say anything as he took your hand and pulled you across the room.

You soon found yourself in one of the VIP rooms. The lighting was dim, there was Demonus already poured into two glasses, and you could just barely hear the music from nearby.

You didn't really have much of a chance to take in this new location before Asmo was kissing you, his hands gripping your waist.

You gasped against his lips as you felt your back meet the wall.

Asmo kissed along your jaw and then your neck before pausing to rest his head on your shoulder. His voice was low and breathy in your ear. "Seeing you here tonight reminded me that you're the only one who truly knows me. You're the only one who matters. You have no idea how much I want you."

The last words made you shiver beneath his touch. You gripped his jacket, arching your back as you pulled him in closer to you, feeling his body flush against yours. "I want you, too, Asmo…"

Asmo responded by kissing you again, hot and heavy. You opened your mouth for him as you pushed off his suit jacket. It fell to the floor, forgotten.

You found Asmo's shirt already had the several top buttons undone. You began to run your hands along his chest, up under the shirt, gripping his shoulders.

You pulled away to catch your breath, gasping in air as you pressed yourself against him. You could feel his erection on your thigh as he buried his face in your neck and moaned softly.

Asmo's hand traveled up your thigh, pausing before touching you further. "MC," he whispered against your neck. "Is this okay? Can I… ?"

You knew that if you said yes, you would soon find yourself having an orgasm against the wall in a VIP room at the Fall. There was something thrilling about that thought. And there was something about knowing that he needed you so bad he couldn't wait until you went home.

Most importantly, though, you trusted Asmo.

"Yes, Asmo," you said. "Please-"

Asmo made short work of your clothes, getting just enough of it out of the way so he could have access to the throbbing hot space between your legs. You weren't idle, either, unbuckling his pants and pulling out his cock.

He sucked in a breath when you wrapped your hand around it. Then you were trying to hold back your cries as his fingers expertly teased you. Your knees were already shaking, but you managed to hold onto his cock, making him moan prettily into your ear as you continued to stroke it.

Asmo put his forehead against yours. "Tell me how you feel, darling. Tell me what you want me to do."

"I-I," you said, not quite able to form a coherent sentence while his fingers were stimulating you. "Ahh, Asmo, I want you inside me…"

Asmo didn't need to hear anything else. He took his fingers away from you. The tips of them were covered in your cum and he put them into his mouth briefly to suck them clean. And then he pulled your legs up, lifting you easily so you could wrap them around his hips.

Your arms circled his shoulders, holding on tight as he carefully buried himself deep inside you. A spike of heat radiated through your body as you felt him begin to move, slowly at first and then speeding up. One hand held you up and the other was back between your legs, his mouth roaming from your lips to your neck and back again.

You clutched onto him as each thrust filled you with a new wave of pleasure. That combined with the return of his fingers made the tension build inside you, tightening and tightening, until you felt yourself unravel, your mind going blank as you orgasmed hard on his cock.

Although you knew from previous experience that Asmo had amazing stamina and could keep going for much longer, you felt him squeeze you tightly and let himself cum, the sensation of being filled making you moan his name.

Asmo kissed you again, his lips sweet and lingering.

"You're so perfect, MC," he said. "All I want now is to take you home and keep you in my bed all night."

You laughed against his lips as he continued to kiss you. "If that's what you want, I won't stop you."

Asmo giggled at your response, his lips traveling over you again. Soon enough, you two would clean yourselves up and exit the club, making your way back to the House of Lamentation and the peaceful seclusion of Asmodeus's bed. But for that moment, you were content to stay where you were, your legs still wrapped around him, his arms holding you tightly, the feeling of his lips against your skin, the scent of sex now mixed with that of his delicate perfume.

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girlfailure-smut-hour · 6 months

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"I'd Kill Them For You"

Kinktober Part 3 of 4: Yandere

Nsfw content MDNI

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Characters: Yandere!Asmodeus X GN!Reader

CW: Yandere, Dubcon, Nipple play, Penetration (Receiving.) Asmo being creepy and onsessive. Reader's gender is not mentioned, ambiguous genitals. A little soft.

A/N: I need Asmo to be quite literally crazy about me. It can be kind of intense, so make sure to check the CW. Asmo is obsessed with MC and will do anything to keep them away from anyone who might want them. ~2000 Words

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You'd been spending an awful lot of time around Asmodeus lately. He seemed to be interested in you and you most certainly were interested in him. Of course, he was beautiful, but he was heart-meltingly sweet as well. The sheer number of times he'd complimented you had boosted your ego to meteoric heights and he was always sharing makeup and skincare products, or taking you shopping to buy your own. He treated you like a princess.

When he caught you in the hall and suggested a girls' night, it was anything but unexpected. Of course you accepted enthusiastically.

Now you're at his door and immediately after you knock, he answers, "Come in!"

Without hesitation, you open the door and walk into his extravagant room. As usual, the dim candlelight gives the room a soft, calming atmosphere, and the fragrances of his perfumes, candles, and flowers mix together in an unearthly delight.

"Darling," He says, getting up from the bed. "You look stunning! We're going to have so much fun tonight!" He rushes over to you and pulls you into a hug. He rests his face in your neck and takes a deep breath.

As you wrap your arms around him, you too bury your face in him. His silky pajamas feel so soft against your skin, you're kind of jealous that he's wearing them and not you.

"Come on," He says, "First is skin care."

The two of you take off to the bathroom and wash your faces. He hands you a face mask and you put it on while you gossip about his brothers. After you finish with the mask, he gives you all kinds of new products to try: eye creams, moisturizers, serums. You name it, Asmo has it.

When you're finished with skin care, he whisks you off to the room and sits you in front of his vanity, handing you a drink. "Time to do our hair next!" He exclaims.

You sip on your drink as he sits behind you. He takes his brush and starts to run it through your hair. His voice is so soothing as he buries you in compliments, and as nice as it feels you're starting to feel sleepy.

"You're so beautiful darling," He says softly, nearly in a whisper. "Ugh, I would kill to have hair like yours. And your complexion is just perfect. You probably don't even need product to stay so beautiful. How do you do it? I could just eat you up. You look delicious. I wouldn't mind taking a finger or two so we could be even closer."

Wait, what did he just say? You think, but your eyelids are growing heavy, and you don't even have the strength to keep them open, let alone speak. Is he just so soothing? No, it seems different. You're slipping away, but you weren't even tired yet.

Your blood runs cold realizing that something is wrong. You can only listen to his ramblings as he continues to brush your hair.

"And maybe you could eat a part of me. We could both be so close. I want to be in your insides. I want to be a part of you. It's not enough, nothing's enough, we have to be closer, we need to be one, we need to be inside."

Then darkness.

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When you wake up, you find yourself in familiar settings. Familiar, but somehow off. It looks like Asmo's room, but everything's in a different spot. The furniture is different too. Similar, but not quite identical.

You're laying on the bed, and Asmo is playing on his phone as he sits in an armchair near the bed. You try to sit up, but you can barely move. Something's not right. I have to get away, you think.

"Ah, no moving," Asmodeus says. "You're still going to be a little weak."

"Where am I? What happened?" You ask.

"This is a special, secret room," He says. "It looks a lot like mine, right? It's soundproof, so don't bother screaming."

"Why am I here?" You ask. "Why did you take me here?"

"I didn't want my brothers getting ahold of you," He shrugs.

"Your brothers?" You ask. "What do they have to do with anything?"

"I've seen the way they look at you," He says. "I can tell that they want you. I just can't have that. I want you all to myself."

"You can have me!" You exclaim. "I like you Asmo. I like you a lot."

"I'll kill them for you," He says sweetly. "If you'd like. I'll kill my brothers for you. I’d kill them just to see you smile."

"No! That's not what I want at all!"

"I've killed for you before," He says. "People who look at you the wrong way in public. I don't want anyone to look at you like that ever again."

Your heart is pounding. Is it true? Has he really killed someone before? "You don't have to do that," You try to explain as calmly as possible; even so, your voice cracking as it comes out in frantic desperation. "We can be together. We can be together and you don't have to kill anymore!"

"I'm sorry," He says, "but I can't let anyone else have you. If they threaten to get in the way I'll do what I have to."

As your eyes adjust, you can see insane scrawlings written in lipstick all over the walls. “You will learn to love me,” One reads. “Don’t you trust me?” “You’re the only one, I have to have you.” “I will kill if it would just make you smile.”

He's insane. Has he always been this way? He was so good at hiding it.

This can't be happening, you think. It has to be a dream or something. But you know it's real. The soft, silky sheets beneath you, the soothing fragrances of the candles, the fearful pounding of your heart… you know this isn't a dream.

"Are you going to keep me here forever?" You ask.

Asmodeus smiles and says, "I don't know. I haven't thought that far yet."

"What do you want from me?"

"Love," He says. "Devotion."

"You have that!" You say.

"I need more." He begins to stand from his chair, looming tall over you. He appears as a dark silhouette, lit from behind by the dim candlelight.

"What are you doing?" You ask.

"I need you," He replies. He starts to giggle a little. "You don't know how bad I need you."

He begins to crawl onto the bed with you, his hair dangling cutely over you. "You want me too, right?" He asks.

You don't know how to respond. You thought you liked him, but did you even know him at all? Even as scary as he is right now, he's undeniably beautiful, and there's something about the way he needs and clings onto you that turns you on a little. For reasons you might not even be able to discern, you nod.

"I knew you would understand," He smiles.

He runs his hands over your arms and up to your wrists. He puts weight on them so that you can't move. You struggle a little, trying to pull free, but he's too strong, and you're still feeling weak.

He leans forward and meets your lips with his. You take a deep breath, pulling in his sweet scent. His lips are unbelievably plush, with silky, soft skin.

He slips his tongue tenderly between your parted lips. Unsurprisingly, he tastes sweet and irresistible. You can feel his breath hitching in manic excitement, almost as though he were nervous, but he seems so confident.

He pulls away and moans your name, saying, "You have no idea how badly I've wanted you."

He kisses you again before sitting up, and tugging on your top. You try to help him so he doesn't toss you around too much, but it's hard to sit up so he can pull it over your head.

He runs his face over your bare chest and lets out a shuddering sigh. "Oh you're more beautiful than I could have imagined," he says. He places a hand on your heart, and sets yours over his. "See? We're beating in unison. It was meant to be."

You gulp as he moves down to your legs and unbuttons your pants. You blush, turning away and shutting your eyes as he pulls them off. "No need to be shy, darling. You're everything I've ever wanted."

He leans back over you, stopping at your chest to feel your nipples. He envelops one with his mouth and twists the other with his hand. You let out a little whimper as his tongue flicks over your nipple repeatedly, flooding your system with a sweet tingling sensation.

He trades sides to the other, making sure neither nipple goes neglected. You can sense a growing impatience in him as his breath grows ragged and his movements get twitchy.

"Oh I need you now, darling," he moans. "I can't take it anymore." He kisses you again, holding one wrist as you hear the other messing with his pants. Before you know it, his cock is pressed up against you, rock hard and twitching.

"Are you ready, darling?" He asks. "I'm going to put it in"

You nod, blushing, as you feel his cock start to push into you. You shiver, feeling his length inside of you. This isn't how you expected things to go, but it still feels good. You can't deny how nice his cock feels inside of you.

"You feel amazing, darling," He moans in your ear as he sets his hands back on your wrists. You shudder, feeling his cock all the way inside you and you can't help but clench down on it as the base slides into you.

He starts to move, pulling out slowly, but thrusting back in fast. You gasp, arching your back slightly in pleasure. He starts to thrust faster in fluid sensual motions. He moves his body so elegantly, but with so much strength as well. He drives his cock into you with such a force that it pushes you back, nearly hitting your head on the headboard each time.

He’s moaning so sweetly as he feels your walls clamp down hard around his length. He can tell that you’re enjoying yourself by the way that you moan, and gyrate your hips to ensure that he gets as deep into you as he can. You’re moaning his name now with every thrust, your voice coming out more loudly than you anticipate.

Asmo’s voice is growing louder too, and with each thrust, it gets a little higher. “I’m going to cum,” he moans.

“Please Asmo,” You moan, “Give me your cum.”

He grinds his hips into you, making sure to get his cock as deep into you as possible. You gasp, shuddering as an orgasm washes over you. As you clamp down on him, his cock begins to throb inside of you, pumping you full of his sweet cum. You clasp his face between your hands, holding him in place as you feel the fullness of his cum.

When the convulsions subside, you let him go, and he slowly pulls out. The sensation of his cock sliding out of you as his cum begins to spill out of you sends more tingling pleasure through your body.

He collapses next to you in bed, and strokes your face gently with the back of his hand. Reality suddenly comes crashing back onto you as you remember that he’s kidnapped you, and is holding you against your will. Your heart rate starts to raise, before falling as you look over at his soft, adoring face. If it’s him, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad…

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kittievampire · 11 months

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Asmo giving fem! mc clit massage…

I-

Yes.

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Asmodeus Giving A Clit Massage

Warnings: Cursing, Smut, Only Clit Stimulation (no way really?), Squirting, Overstimulation, Asmodeus x F!MC, Asmo being a horny fuckwad, Lowkey pretty short

Enjoy, you horny fucks.

"You wanna do what?"

You were probably more puzzled at how casual Asmodeus was being than the topic itself. The Avatar of Lust simply smiled at you, a gleeful expression adorning his features as he repeated himself. "I would like to give your cute little clit some attention, MC!" He looked back down, carefully brushing the top-coat over your vibrant pink nails. "That's what a clit massage is, darling. And since we've been more experimental in the bedroom lately, I'd be ever so delighted if you granted me the privilege of pleasing your beautiful pearl!" His smile was unwavering as he made eye contact with you once more, orbs filled with pure excitement and love. "Of course, I wouldn't mind if that wasn't up your alley, dear. I know that my suggestions can be a little bit wild!" He screwed the lid to the nail polish container shut and carefully set it back in its rightful place, that being between two colors similar in shades in a line up of polishes that stood on his vanity mirror.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, not moving your hands so that your nails could dry as you looked up at him with a dark blush on your face. "I-I didn't say I wouldn't, Asmo, it's just..." You paused, causing the sin before you to turn your way. His smile that lacked any form of judgement was soothing, and it quickly calmed your rapidly beating heart. "I-It's really sensitive, you know?" You say shyly, earning a light chuckle from him. "Tell me something I don't know, my dear."

You rolled your eyes playfully, taking a glance at his bed, where the two of you had made love and experimented many times before. You let out a heavy sigh, his peach eyes staring daggers into you, lighting up when you looked back at him with a blush on your face.

"Fine... I... Guess we could try it out. It doesn't seem like a bad idea..."

This was the worst idea you could've ever agreed to.

Asmodeus had your back pressed against his chest, your spread legs straddling his lap to reveal your dripping cunt to the room's air, which had gotten quite hot after a few moments, and his middle finger was rubbing fast circles along your sensitive bundle of nerves. You squirmed relentlessly, trying to close your legs to reject the stimulation, yet simultaneously bucking your hips toward his hand. With each movement you made, his hand moved with you, so his fingers were constantly working your clit.

You threw your head back against his shoulder, thighs pushing against his unbothered hand. You could hear Asmodeus chuckle softly from behind you, clearly amused by your less than childish display. "Now, now, doll, if you keep squirming around like that, I'll have to tie you up!"

You squeaked as he gently flicked your sensitive nub, his free hand hooking itself under your thigh and pulling your leg back for easier access to your sex. "You're so cute when you act all shy like this, you know?" He cooed, earning a broken whine in response.

"A-Asmoooo. G-Gonna... Cum," You whimpered out, clenching your teeth and closing your eyes to try and regain control of yourself. "Are you, now?" He teased, the pace in which he rubbed circles over your clit increasing, offering loving flicks and the slightest of pinches. "Go on then, I'm not stopping you, darling."

Your walls clenched around nothing, your sopping cunt begging to be filled. Just a little more stimulation to put the cherry on top of your orgasm. You clawed at his shoulders, letting out lewd whines as you felt your climax nearing. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Asmodeus!" You cried out as you felt a knot tighten before coming undone, your juices squirting out of you for the first time. You were confused by the happening, though you were too overwhelmed by the feeling of Lust's finger, that of which was still rubbing circles along your clit.

"Oh, my darling MC, did you just squirt for me?" He cooed, letting out a soft laugh as he continued his motions. "W-Wai—" He cut you off, grabbing your chin and turning your head to the side. He locked lips with yours, your hips rising in response to the stimulation.

Asmodeus moved his hand from your chin to your hip and held you in place. He pulled away from the kiss, licking his lips while staring you down with his lustful gaze. "You're so beautiful, MC. Why don't you give me another one, hm?"

"Come on, squirt for me again, darling~"

Hope you liked it, Anon!

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mammon-s · 6 months

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Showing Asmo your new nails you just got done and he goes “they’re so pretty!! But they’d look even prettier spreading yourself open for me.”

#i just realized I haven’t written anything for Asmo before #i love him #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #obey me asmodeus #obey me Asmo #obey me asmo smut #obey me asmodeus smut

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peggingdemons · 5 days

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Public sex with Asmo and Solomon! (separately)

(So uh.. Some of these kinda imply an AMAB reader BUT! Honestly you can see it as an AFAB mc brought a strap in their bag in public idk)

Asmodeus

Favorite place- a dressing room

He likes it when he takes you to go clothes shopping and you can't hold back

You come into the dressing room while he's changing and kiss his neck and ask if he's able to have a little 'fun' and of course he says yes!

I think the idea of edging him and not letting him (or you tbh) cum because you "don't want to stain the clothes"

He'll wait till y'all are home to drag you into his room to finish.. And plus an extra round

Solomon

Favorite place- empty classroom

While at RAD you might as well tease him till y'all are alone

Honestly the best with him would be to suck him off

Going down on your knees and pulling his pants down to show his cock that's already dripping with pre

Sucking him off while rubbing his balls till he cums your mouth (kiss him afterward and let him taste himself on you)

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crowborn666-nsfw · 3 months

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Ok I know I need to write Bakugo gping feral over the reader calling him by his hero name bUT

I bring you this:

Obey me brothers and the shenanigans that happen with their pact marks, whether it’s the reader receiving sly sensations or the brothers.

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fullofbees · 1 year

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Camera Exposure

Lucifer has a rule against taking his picture for a reason. When you violate the rule, he makes sure to show you just how exposing it can be.

TW: Extremely Dubious Consent, Non-Consensual Voyeurism, Non-Consensual Exhibitionism, Spit, Spanking, Hair Pulling

Word Count: 3,882

»»----------► Reader is Female

Tonight was a rare occasion. Fingers dig into your hips, lazily guiding your hips up and down. Whispered praises fall from Lucifer’s lips with each drag of your cunt along his cock, his head falling back against the pillow.

No talons, horns, or fangs. No ropes, whips, or chains. He was too exhausted, too stressed from unspecified work from Diavolo that you practically had to drag him to bed. Undoing the buttons to his uniform, you complimented his dedication to the future King, to his brothers, and to you. Hands brush against his smooth skin as they slide underneath the fabric of his shirt, your affirmations stroking his ego and stoking the flames of his Pride.

He kisses the top of your head once you pull his belt from his waist, his fingers finding the underside of your chin to pull your gaze to his. You smile, soft and sweet, telling him that tonight is about him.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” you punctuate with a kiss to his knuckles, “Let’s take our time tonight.”

You're surprised at how quickly he had settled into this variation on his role; no less dominant than before, but much more indulgent in what you were willing to give. He’s taken every teasing grind, kiss, and touch without complaint, a far cry from the demon that is able to control your body without a single spell. A sinful shade of pink blooms across his face and down his neck where it meets the red lines your nails etched into his chest. His eyes are shut tight, soft pants welcoming you with every thrust.

Even in the throes of passion, he always managed to be handsome. Elegant. Bewitching. Dare say… angelic. Truly a rare sight indeed.

You wish there was a way to capture this moment forever, to have a keepsake of the time when you saw Lucifer at his most peaceful, and under your mercy no less. But, if the numerous times Mammon has ended up dangling from the ceiling, and the very clear verbal threats from Lucifer are anything to go by, pictures of your darling demon are forbidden. A nasty punishment would surely be your fate, not the fun kind he normally subjected you to in his bed, but an arduous lecture where you will more likely die from old age before ever seeing its end.

Still… one little photo couldn’t hurt, right? It’s not like you would be so brazen as to set it as your screensaver. No, it would only be for you.

Brushing a few stray hairs away from your face and shifting your legs ever so wider, it’s almost embarrassing how easily your body bends to accommodate his impressive stature. Almost. Pressed chest to chest, his skin feels like fire, engulfing you with what felt like the embers of the Devildom itself. No fire raged as intensely as he did, yet no love could be as radiant. A perfect union between celestial glory and the impervious demon you knew him as now.

His hands slip to your thighs, cabernet nails decorating half moons on your body. Eyes crack open with your change in position, always curious and eager to thwart the tricks up your sleeve. You press your lips to his, hopefully hiding your true intentions with the guise of human adoration.

It’s often that you wonder if he misses it. Heavenliness. You’ve never seen what Lucifer, The Morning Star, Lightbringer, looked like. Simeon delighted you with stories of the angel he knew, Michael’s right-hand man, and how, angel or demon, Lucifer never stopped fretting over his brothers. You knew angels often had to quell human anxieties with “Be not afraid”, but if the angel was supposedly more magnificent than his demon self, you cannot understand why they’d be afraid.

Of course, now you understand why humans trembled with fear. If a man with four inky black wings and serpentine horns appeared before you without prelude, you’d cry too. That’s why you try, even when his abyssal rage swirls around him, to lavish praise and tribute upon him. Devildom may be home to him now, but there’s always a doubt about how comfortable he feels away from the purpose he was created for. You kiss your human infatuation, weakness, and worship into him every chance you can. Perhaps, this way, you feel like home to him.

You have him right where you want him. Eyes slip back shut as he basks in your devotion, but your gaze is focused on where your D.D.D sits on the bedside table. As careful as you can manage with his cock hitting just right where you need it, your hand reaches out for your phone. Once in your grasp, your lips part from his, but you still pepper kisses to his nose, forehead, and cheeks. Your plans would be ruined if he opened his eyes, but the privacy of his bedroom is one of the few places where your love doesn’t need to be tamed, so the kisses serve their purpose of distraction and freedom.

With a soft moan, you return to your original position, hand pushing your phone into the mattress as you return to fucking him in earnest.

A breathy, “fuck,” falls from his lips. Your own groans and pants resume, shaky hands unlocking your D.D.D and opening the camera, eyes darting between him and the screen.

Just a… little more… Your thumb hovers over the button as the camera shifts into focus. You’re so close.

The shutter sounds.

In an instant, the phone is snatched from your grip, wrist locked in the bruising grip of his other hand.

“What,” he grits, “do you think you’re doing?”

“Luci, it’s not what you - Oh!” He silences you with a knock of your hands against the headboard. You’re under him now, his imposing shadow growing as the wings unfurl from his back and horns twisting towards the ceiling. Talons cut sharp into your skin now, and fangs glint dangerously within his snarl.

“Did Mammon put you up to this?"

"No! Lucifer, please, just let me explain!" You push against his hold despite knowing that such action is futile. His hand constricts tighter. His gaze sharpens, a silent threat to stay still.

"Our night was going splendidly, dear," he sighs wistfully, "So you better have a good excuse for ruining it."

You visibly gulp, staring up into the inferno that blazed in his eyes. "Y-you looked so peaceful, so relaxed... I'd never seen you like that before..."

"You're right," he says, "It's almost impossible to relax when your brothers and a meddling human cause endless trouble."

A stinging sensation burns in your chest at that comment, reverberating in the hollows of your ribcage. Still, you muster the strength to keep your face relatively neutral and summon the last shred of your confidence.

"I wanted to remember you like that," you whimper, "I never wanted to forget this night."

"Who are you to say this was the last time?"

"It's not the last time, but that's the point, Luci, that it was the first. I wanted- a souvenir, I guess- of the first time I made you feel like that."

It doesn't matter what kind of being answered your prayer, but you thank them nonetheless as his hands release their grip. A huff of annoyance escapes him as he pinches the bridge of his nose. Placing your hands against the mattress, you carefully push yourself up to be sitting against the headboard.

"What am I going to do with you?" Lucifer mutters, his hand sliding to his chin in contemplation.

"What do you mean?"

Lucifer leans in close to you, his hand finding your chin and tilting your face up to meet his. Your noses bump together, a sly smile replacing the snarl. "Have you always been this selfish? Or have my brothers and I been corrupting you?"

Brows knit in confusion, you ask, "Selfish?"

His mouth follows your jaw down to your neck, humming against your skin. "Yes, selfish. Wanting pictures of me under your control is selfish, is it not?"

You want to roll your eyes at whatever new game he has decided you'll play, but end up moaning instead as his teeth sink into your neck. His tongue lavishes over the bite after, soothing the redness that gathers. Heat sparks in your lower abdomen again, reminding you of the bliss you had been in merely moments ago before your little stunt. Knowing the demon before you, it wouldn't be a surprise if he left you hot and bothered for the remainder of the night. He was a sadist through and through, particularly when it came to stubborn-headed you. Each time you held out, taking every bite, scrape, bruise, and denial of pleasure as proof of your worth to him. That is what made it all the more satisfying when you finally broke, crying and pleading for him to touch you, to kiss you, to fuck you. You knew whatever punishment he decided to deliver would leave you a needy mess, begging to be used like the cockslut you are.

His hand abandons your chin, trailing down your body until he reaches your clit and pinches the bundle of nerves between his fingers. "Answer me."

The pain makes you cry out, thighs tensing together, his hand trapped between. The following pleasure, however, has you rolling your hips into his touch, searching for more friction. "Luci- Lucifer, please," you mewl with wavering breath.

"Do not," he warns as his other hand, which had been holding your D.D.D., drops the phone against the mattress. He places it against your right knee, forcing it down and away to expose your cunt to him again, "Do not make me repeat myself."

You take in a shuddering breath before speaking. "Can you blame me for being selfish? Seeing you like that did wonders for my pride..."

He laughs, the deep baritone so sweet to your ears that you hope it's the first sound to greet you when you die.

"I suppose you are forgiven..." Forgiven by an angel turned demon, what luxury has befallen you. "But you still must face your punishment."

With that, he easily slips two fingers into your core. You whine, head falling back as his thumb traces brutal circles on your clit.

Being one of the most powerful devils grants Lucifer the ability to see the soul of any human he wishes. It is easily his favorite thing to watch about you, how it reacts to the events you find yourself in. Right now, it seems as if your soul is winding in on itself as the pressure builds in your body, each twist becoming tighter as your muscles tense. As his fingers set a steady pace, he watches your soul pulse in sync with your fluttering heart, the energy of your pleasure crackling and sparkling, waiting for the final strike that will allow it to burst forth. It's incandescent how it shines from you, like a torch in the darkness. It's maddening how effortlessly it beckons him close; he needs to look away. He instead chooses to focus on your face. How you bite down on your lip with each thrust; the sweat on your forehead; the rapid rise and fall of your chest as you gasp and pant. Yet the thrumming of your soul is too much; you're right on the edge.

You practically bawl when he removes his hand. You knew this was your fate.

Lucifer smoothes a few strands of hair back from your forehead, "Do not worry, love. It'll be over soon." A kiss is pressed to your heated skin. Using his strength, he's able to flip you onto your stomach with ease. One hand pulls your hips up until you're on your knees, the other hand keeping your head pressed firmly to the pillow. A light chuckle escapes him, "Perfect, stay just like that."

The sheets shuffle behind you as he moves, but you don't dare raise your head to see what he's searching for. You've always been prone to fidgeting when forced to wait. Your knees slide against the mattress, spreading wider. Fingers curl against the blanket, but when that doesn't alleviate the tension, they release the fabric, opting instead to drum impatiently. An ache forms in your knees, so you slide them back to their original position.

A firm hand on the back of your thigh has you stop dead still, biting your bottom lip in anticipation. You feel Lucifer close in, the heat radiating off of him. With a gentle squeeze to your thigh, his cock enters you again, bottoming out in one motion. A high-pitched squeak escapes you at the unannounced intrusion, your body leaning forward as your cunt stretches open around him. You want to rock back, to fuck yourself against him, but the way his thumb digs into your flesh reminds you of your place.

An imaginary clock ticks away in your head. This wouldn't be the first time you'd been made to be nothing but his cockwarmer and the idea of staying like this is torturous. Lesson learned, dammit.

But the ticking wasn't imaginary; rather, it was the click of nails against a screen. Behind you, the glow from your D.D.D. lights up Lucifer's devilish smirk. It takes him a minute to find the app he wants amidst your disorganized sorting system, but as the logo for the video call service appears on the screen, he knows this punishment is one you won't soon forget.

You inhale slowly and deeply, trying to quell your speeding heart for the long night ahead.

brrring... bring...

Is that-? Oh no . Nononononono!

"Oi, what d'ya think you're doin' callin' so - WHAT THE FUCK?"

Ohmygodmammonimsosorry ...!

"Oh, Lucifer, you're so mean!~" Asmo whines, "It's rude not to invite-"

"Was this really necessary? My book was just getting interesting." Satan grumbles.

Lord above and Lord below, please end my life.

You hear the faint sound of crunching, followed by a muffled, "Belphie, look-"

Belphegor's laugh echoes in the room. That little sadist . "Looks like our human found trouble.~"

One brother is missing, and that gives you hope. Perhaps he's already running to your rescue, his video game abandoned, and the door broken off its hinges as he rushes to save your dignity. Levi has always been your knight, right? He'll be here any second.

An embarrassed yelp and the sound of a gaming chair crashing to the floor destroys your dream. "L-Lucifer! W-What are you doing!?"

killmekillmekillmekillmekillmekillme...

"Thank you all for answering," Lucifer states as if this is a routine meeting, "Our little lamb here thought they could sneak a picture of me. No doubt this is your influence, Mammon."

"Whaddya mean my influence!? I don't have to take this! I'm hangin' up!"

"Mammon," Asmodeus's airy giggle resonates out, "You're supposed to look after them, right? Don't you think you should watch to make sure they're safe?"

"No! My duties don't involve watchin' Lucifer FUCK-"

"I have to agree with Asmo," says Belphie, "Beel is nodding his agreement right now. What do you think, Satan?"

A sigh escapes the fourth-born, "Not like I can return to my book after this nonsense, so, I suppose."

You want to scream, to cry, to do anything, but you can't will your voice or body into defiance. Instead, you bite the pillow below you, shoving your face deeper into its plushness as tears escape your eyes.

"Then we're all in agreement then," Lucifer slowly pulls his hips back until he's on the verge of slipping out completely, "Please feel free to make requests."

His hips slam back into yours, signifying the brutal pace he's going to keep. Each forceful thrust feels like you'll tip over. You swear you're steadily moving up the bed, bit by bit.

The hand on your thigh withdraws, only to return with a resounding smack! to your ass. A pained whimper rumbles rawly in your throat. You hear the mixture of surprised and pleased gasps from the brothers.

"Can you- Do that again...?" Levi whispers.

Lucifer's knuckles cut across your skin as he backhands the other side of your ass. All groans give way to choked gasps as each thrust knocks what little amount of air you manage to inhale from your lungs. Your back drops in a languid arch, what little composure you have bending with it.

"Please... please, I'm sorry..." You murmur.

His hand tangles into your hair, yanking your head to the side to expose your tear-stained face to the camera. "What did you say?"

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Lucifer, please! I won't do it again!"

You hear Satan tsk on the line, "You know begging won't save you now." He doesn't sound composed, his own breath choppy and strained.

Is he seriously...? ARE ALL OF THEM?

Trying to turn your face back into the pillow, another sharp tug to your hair prevents you. Shame and guilt bubble hotly through your veins; any more feverish and you'd surely burst into flames.

"Awww, there's no need to be embarrassed, love!" Asmo soothes between his own labored pants. "Give them a little relief, Lucifer."

Lucifer's hand abandons your hair, tracing down your spine as he switches to shorter, faster thrusts. The relief from his intensity is indeed little, but now you are able to breathe a little more, and the ache in your hips doesn't feel as bad. The reprieve is short-lived, however, as his fingers find your clit once again. His touch is not teasing, not a slow crescendo into bliss. It's rough, demanding your body answer his command and do so now. Your thighs are trembling as the pleasure and pain merge in your core, your toes curling against nothing. You try to angle your hips away from his hand, but that only serves to force his cock deeper into you. You're trapped.

Belphie yawns. "Hurry up, Lucifer, I won't be awake much longer."

Lucifer chuckles. "Is my show boring you, Belphegor?"

"Why do you insist on taking so long? Only you have the patience for this." He huffs.

If you know Lucifer, and you do, he's no doubt rolling his eyes. He and the seventh-born have very differing opinions when it comes to sadism.

"Fine," he grunts, leaning in closer to you, "But make no mistake, dear, we're not finished."

A few more agonizing brushes against your clit finally has your body submitting. You hear Lucifer groan as your cunt spasms around him, just the mere presence of his cock making it hard to come down. Droplets of your cum drip down your thighs as the last few throes of your orgasm shudder through your body. Sweat clings to your body, cementing your hair to your face as you fight for breath.

Lucifer adjusts his position, withdrawing completely in order to showcase your wrecked pussy to Belphie. A loud grumble - one of hunger - interrupts the scene.

"They look so delicious..." Beel growls.

"They look gorgeous!" Asmo praises.

"I think they've learned their lesson, but one more should really drive it home," says Satan.

Levi only mutters into his hand.

Everyone remains silent after, waiting expectantly for greed to rear its ugly head.

"Can ya turn them over..."

Lucifer smirks, "You need to speak up, Mammon."

He grumbles, "I said can ya turn them over? Y'know, onto their back? To see their face?"

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Your body is limp, a mere doll that Lucifer positions for his little show. He allows you to fall to your side before rolling you onto your back. The light from your phone is blinding, but it's the idea of the demons watching on the other side that makes you shut your eyes. His hand brushes your hair away before his thumb dries the remaining tear tracks on your cheeks. Finally, a gentle touch has returned, but you know it will soon leave, so you place your hand over his, pressing your face further into his palm.

Asmo coos, "Aww, you see, Lucifer? They really are sorry."

"But just to be safe..." Satan teases. You know he's trying to rile you up, to feel wrath emanating from your soul.

It's working. You're going to kill him when you recover. You're going to use your pact to order him immobile and kill him dead.

"Can you give me one more?" Lucifer asks.

You take a deep breath... and nod your head.

"Good girl."

Lucifer presses both of your knees to your chest. Out of habit, your hands immediately circle around them, holding them in place. He lines himself up with your entrance, sinking his length in immediately. A groan escapes both of you. Again, Lucifer's hand returns to your face, thumb pressing on your lower lip. You part your mouth, allowing his thumb to glide across your tongue. His fingers slip under your chin, holding your mouth open and waiting before he leans over you and spits into it. You swallow it eagerly.

Mammon chokes.

You're finally granted respite. Lucifer's thrusts are slow and methodical, letting you feel every silky inch as his hips roll into yours. The pleasure building is the slow drawl you're used to, and after the near mind-shattering peak you had just experienced, the slow climb is comforting. It reminds you that, yes- Lucifer is extremely powerful- but it is with that power he uses to fiercely protect you. He may push your boundaries, erasing and redrawing the lines to his liking, but it is always with the intent of your self-discovery. He is many things; eldest brother, loyal servant, Lightbringer, but there is no title he cherishes as much as Your Lover.

His room is filled with a symphony of tiredly soft moans, mixing with the wetness between your legs as skin meets skin. As his cock prods deeper into your heat, a new gush of arousal springs forth, further intensifying the sticky sound of your bodies joining. Little puffs of breath escape Lucifer as he glances down at the screen of your phone, his brothers still watching with voyeuristic glee. He doesn't second guess his decision to end the call at that moment, tossing the troublesome device off to the side and ignoring the thunk of it landing on the floor.

Strong hands replace yours on the backs of your knees, urging you to instead wrap your arms around his shoulders. You do so happily, left hand tangling into the hair at the back of his neck, your right opting to dig into his shoulder blades. His lips meet yours, tongue swiping across your lower lip to soothe where your teeth had been cutting into the flesh.

The second orgasm approaches quicker than you would have liked, but your body is sensitive and raw from the experience. With a soft cry of the demon's name, you cum again, cunt spasming wildly around him. Lucifer follows soon after, one final thrust shoving his cock as deep as possible as his seed floods your insides. When he releases your legs, you collapse fully to the bed in an utterly spent heap, heaving as you succumb to the exhaustion.

The next time you open your camera, you're greeted with a selfie of Lucifer, cradling your sleeping form to his chest.

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