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sinful-indulgences · 7 months
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Is it ok to ask for whats a day in the lives of claude and black widdow demon reader pretty please 😍 its alright if you like it being sfw or nsfw ! Love the duo and subby claude^~^
I’m happy you love it!! (What this is a continuation of)
Claude x Spider demon reader (daily life snippet thingy
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Cw: just demon behavior, this starts roughly a week or two after they first mated,) (reader basically lives in a modified cave that they call a lair/den, it’s vague af)
The webs around your lair have been…modified, to accommodate for Claude, you didn’t want him accidentally getting trapped by you more often than it already happens. As tempting as it was to leave then webs everywhere to mess with him, he was scared enough of you, bowing his head to you every time you came home.
He changed from calling you ‘demon’ to ‘Master’ after a few days, to which you were indifferent too, you let him call you whatever you please, though he preferred you used his name.
You watched with amusement as he fidgets with some of your webs, something you’ve told him not to do, not because he’d get hurt but, he isn’t immune to how strong the stick on them is. As they were your own, you were immune to them, but Claude wasn’t. To your joy he almost instantly got a reminder ‘why’ he should t touch them.
He tugged on the web, trying to pull his hand free, managing to tug free, only to fall on your nesting area. Luckily for him, you don’t have eggs that could have been damaged buuut…he was now stuck in the webs, sprawled out. He locked eyes with you for a second. He quickly averted his eyes, trying to subtly wiggle free.
You approach him with a grin and a sway in your hips. You seat yourself beside him and carefully remove the webs so he can get up without ruining his outfit. “You should wear an extra layer of clothes you can slip out of until your used to the layout of my den.” Claude quietly thanks you and apologizes.
“I’ll try not to be so clumsy next time,” He nervously glanced at your nesting area, once seeing its unchanged, he seemed to relax more. “Where did you go?” He ask nonchalantly. You purr out that you got some food. You showed him your bounties, today you were able to bring back three souls!
“Eat up, I already had my fill.” You love the confused look he gives you every time you offer him food. You had jokingly told him you were keeping him till you had your eggs, but you had openly stated before to him, you’re keeping him!
He didn’t eat, you know he’ll eat them when you’re not around, you’re not sure if he keeps them incase you change your mind about wanting to eat him. You’ve found where he hides some and you know he has eaten them from time to time since he’s asked about where you found such a person and he could describe their taste correctly.
You didn’t know how much he was eating so you’d try to bring back extra, you couldn’t have your pet go hungry! Even though he had the odd habit of hiding souls, if you ever complained about being hungry, he’d disappear and come back with some of the souls you e given him, offering them back to you.
He’s honestly the only mate you’ve let in your lair, and one of the few you didn’t eat.
You honestly enjoy his company, and when he is comfortable enough to eat infront of you, he’ll do it. But you know he’s too…shy? Submissive?…scared? You don’t know the right word, but you are sure he doesn’t see himself on the same level as you, and though he technically isn’t, you want him to understand he’s not on the menu, even if you run out of food.
You had even let him place ‘furniture’ he made to make your home more…’homey’? You don’t rember what word he used but it seemed to have given him comfort.
Claude snapped you out of your train of thought by gently brushing against you. You glance over to see he’s holding…a dress he knitted. It looks genuinely nice, but far too flashy to wear while hunting…or really to wear out in the woods where you live.
You lean over and give him a kiss, you didn’t care for the gesture but it always seemed to boost his mood if the blush on his cheeks and the small smile that slips for a few seconds are anything to go by. “Thank you, Claude. It looks great.” You without hesitation tossed off what you were wearing to put it on, you wanted to see what it looked like!
Once you had it on properly, you turned to see Claude looking the other way with a deep blush on his cheeks. You step infront of him and he meets your gaze. “It fits your form well.” He said in a soft tone. You smiled and noticed how he’s eyeing your thigh. With a glance you see there’s an opening, you hadn’t shut the dress and tied the back, so it was left unsecured. “L-let me fix it.”
Claude starts readjusting your dress but you step back with a grin. “Naw, it’s okay, but you’re a little overdressed right now. Let’s take care of that, ok?” Claude paused for a second. He was still getting used to you, your behavior and everything about you. You knew as a fellow demon he could to an extent sense your intentions, and you waited to see if he’d back down.
To your pleasure he caught on and took of his dress shirt and tie. “My apologies Master. Tell me when you think I’m dressed appropriately for the occasion.” He’s slow with removing his clothes, hesitant to expose himself in front of you still.
You wait till he’s taking his shirt off to step forward and pull his cock out of his pants. Claude visibly jumped at the contact. “This’ll do nicely.” With nothing underneath the dress, you open it to show him your core as your hand worked his cock to hardness.
You push him backwards suddenly and watch him fall onto your nest, without his shirt, he cant slip out of your webs. “Oops…” You purr out, stepping over him. You step over him so you have your feet beside his ribs. “Looks like you tripped…and now your trapped in my nest.” You seat yourself almost on his arousal.
You slip his cock into you quickly, with your size difference he isn’t much of a stretch. You could hear him whining and to your amusement couldn’t meet your eyes now that he’s balls deep inside you. “O-oh dear, how c-clumsy of me. Whatever s-shall I do?” You laughed at the attempt to play along. He’s so precious…
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