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solomons-poison · 2 years

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Neighbor!Toji hcs

A/N: This got.... very out of hand oops. Started out originally as house neighbors, but decided to focus on an apartment complex concept instead. Might make another for the house neighbors concept as well if i think of more content

Warnings: MDNI!!, fem reader (reader has breasts), voyeurism but listening? (ecouterism apparently); panty theft, masturbation, mention of oral (m receiving), mentions of sex and creampie, jealous!Toji

Neighbors!Gojo and Geto hcs

Neighbor!Nanami hcs

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Neighbor!Toji that comes home at all odd hours of the day (and night), many times sweaty and dirty and you just know he's up to something dangerous but it's *not your business*. Still, you can't help but be entranced by his dangerous smirk with the interesting scar across his lips and the feral look in his eyes when you make eye contact.

Neighbor!Toji that makes it his job to “accidentally” corner you in the stairwell at least once a week, overwhelming your senses with his scent and flustering you with his hulking body, making you feel like cornered prey in the jaws of a predator. He’s addicted to the way you squirm under his gaze like a scared little rabbit and can’t wait to catch you in his claws.

Neighbor!Toji that often works on his car outside in the parking lot, shirtless and dripping with sweat. You can't help but ogle his muscles and his scars when this happens and sometimes he catches you staring. At first he brushes it off, but once he realizes how cute you are, he starts teasing you with flexing here and there, picking up heavy shit just to show off. Your blush is the cutest thing he's seen in ages and decides its his new job to make you flush as often as possible.

Neighbor!Toji that feigns innocence when you start realizing your panties are going missing when you grab them from the complex’s communal laundry room a few months into living there, although running into him is too much to be coincidence. Some of them eventually make their way back to you, but some of the more racy ones are never seen again, and you can’t help but wonder what he’s doing with them.

Neighbor!Toji that brings home girls at all hours of the day (and night) and fucks them up against your paper thin walls so often that it drives you crazy. You don’t know if he’s doing it intentionally to rile you up, or if he’s just oblivious to how loud he’s being. But when you run into him the next day, it only takes a second to flush bright red with the memory of the grunts and moans you heard combined with the rhythmic thumping you heard well into the wee hours of the morning.

Neighbor!Toji that pumps his cock to the sound of your vibrator and your moans as you try to work off the heat single-handedly caused by Toji’s rough trysts. Even as he brings other girls home, his mind starts to wander and imagine you in their place, your pretty lips wrapped around his cock or the sight of your tits bouncing as he’d pound into you, imagining what you’d look like bent over his couch stuffed with his cum.

Neighbor!Toji that can’t help but get angry when he hears you bring someone over for once. He knows they’re not giving you the pleasure you deserve, that they can’t satisfy you like he could. He can’t help it as he waits for them to leave your apartment and put on his scariest face, making sure to scare them off. He’s just protecting you, he reasons. You can’t be too safe these days. You’ll learn to appreciate what he’s doing for you, learn to see you can go to him for all your needs.

Neighbor!Toji that, when you arrive at his door nervously telling him how you accidentally got locked out of your apartment and need his phone to call the landlord, knows that he’s finally got you in his clutches. You finally understand as well when he has you face down on his mattress just an hour later, his hips snapping into yours as moans fall out of your mouth left and right.

Sorry they all turned out so long?? Would love to see more neighbor au ideas!

Tagging @peachsayshi I’m also thinking of neighbors Gojo and Geto..... also @venulus

#its all just nonsense sorry #im also thinking of mafia au toji which would honestly probably fit in here too #nsft warning #toji x reader #toji x mc #fushiguro toji #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk imagines #jjk drabbles #jjk smut #tarren*writes #the minx can write ✍️#spicy minx 🔥

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thecheekyminx · 2 years

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Too Loud

Toji x reader

: ̗̀➛ A/N: no thoughts head empty, only Toji. Driven by my pussy on this one, ngl

: ̗̀➛ Warnings: minors and ageless blogs DNI; fem afab reader, big dick Toji <3 also boyfriend!Toji but he’s a menace, spanking, pet names (baby, princess), degradation (calls reader a slut, filthy), mention of voyeurism, cumshot

: ̗̀➛ Word count: 807

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“You’re being too loud, baby. Ya want everyone to hear you?”

If you’d had the wherewithal to respond, you would have rolled your eyes and snapped back with something witty at your awful boyfriend. But with the pace and depth he was bullying his cock into you, your eyes were already rolling back for a different reason and you would be lucky to utter any coherent words at all.

He had you pressed against the mattress on your knees, hips propped up and back arched, letting him pound into your cunt at the perfect angle to hit all your good spots while his balls slapped at your clit. You’d long since lost the ability to hold yourself up, and settled for hugging your pillow for dear life, Toji’s hands gripping the fat of your hips being the only thing keeping you up now.

Toji was the one who discovered just how loud you could be. Before him, you thought yourself a quiet partner, with the occasional soft moan or two. But something about Toji, the expert way his cock reached unknown depths in you and how he ground his hips against yours, combined with his absolutely filthy speech, brought out the volume in you. In fact, you'd already received an embarrassing number of noise complaints that just so happened to coincide with Toji's visits to your bedroom, and you had a feeling another was coming your way.

You were losing focus with the pleasure, not even focused on cumming anymore and just enjoying the ride. But a loud smack shortly accompanied by a sharp pain on your ass cheek brought you back. You couldn't help but tighten in response, yelping out a loud moan, and Toji's lip curled, slowing down to a cruel pace, dragging his dick along your sensitive walls.

"What did I just say? You gotta keep it down, princess."

"Fuck off, I can't help it– ahh!" you started, cut off with a yelp at another sharp slap to your ass.

"You want everyone to know what a slut you are for me? How good I'm makin' you feel, huh?" Toji brought down another harsh slap on your ass before bringing his hand up to your neck, not to choke you but just to pull your head up off the pillow.

He pressed closer to you, the fat head of his cock pressing close to your cervix, making you squirm against him. "I bet those college boys next door love to hear you, but what about that grandma across the hall? Bet she'd be mortified to know just how filthy you really are."

You could feel your cheeks burning, but you couldn't even say anything in your defense. You bit back a whimper as Toji started to thrust again, returning to his slow torturous pace, barely pulling out now and instead opting to bury himself to the hilt each time. The head of his cock began to rub at the perfect spot within you, and your clit ached for attention, body begging for release.

"Fuck, Toji, please.." you couldn't help but pant out, turning to glance at your torturer of a boyfriend. His blown out pupils and burning lust in his gaze only made your walls tighten on him, and his eyes fluttered shut for a moment, obviously approaching his end as well.

"Fine, I'll help you out. Just remember, those pretty sounds are all for me." His hand that he'd kept on your throat moved up to cover your mouth, while his free hand now snaked down your front. You felt his hips draw back a little before slamming back into you, and you moaned into his hand almost immediately.

Toji's rough calloused finger found and circled your clit before rubbing circles onto it. That combined with the rough pace he now set immediately raised your pleasure, pushing you closer and closer to climax, and Toji could feel it in the way your cunt fluttered around him. The moans were constant now, the only barrier being Toji's large hand, but the constant banging of your headboard against the wall gave you away regardless.

Your moans pitched up in volume as the pleasure increased until finally your climax hit you hard, and your jerking body accidentally ripped you away from Toji's hand at the last second, unleashing a loud moan that filled your entire apartment. The gorgeous sounds of your moans combined with the way your pussy hugged his cock brought Toji to his release as well, and he quickly pulled out to paint your backside with his cum.

As you came back down from your high, you could hear Toji snickering behind you, smacking your ass one final time before moving off the bed, and you buried your face into the pillow, burning with embarrassment.

"Well, princess, I think they all heard you now."

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#toji x reader #toji smut #toji x fem reader #fushiguro toji #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #toji x y/n #toji x you #jjk drabbles #spicy minx 🔥#the minx can write ✍️#jjk x reader #fem reader

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dreamwritesimagines · 2 years

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Hi honey! How's everything? So, I'm once again sending a looong ask and since I've been MIA on this fandom (yes, we're a fandom, embrace it ❤ ) I made another summary of things I wanted to highlight in the chapters I didn't feedback sooo... here you go

Chapter 31 (I know... I'm so late) “Matter of taste I suppose,” you commented. “Or lack thereof. I personally wouldn’t choose this paper but…” “There are different papers for wedding invitations?” Anthony asked and you blinked a couple of times. “Please tell me you’re jesting.” Ok but now they’re getting married this is even funnier 'cause- of course she’ll obsess over every single detail and I mean, I can’t blame her, I’d probably do the same 😂

“What? No,” Kenneth said with as much sarcasm as one could have in their voice. “Everyone knows rivalry just makes men want something less and give up. Just look at the whole human history.” Ok, this is random but as I read it Kenneth’s voice in my head was Jamie Campbell Bower's voice (I may or may not be obsessed with the whole cast of Stranger Things, so maybe that’s why), as I said it's random and totally unimportant but I wanted to share

Chapter 32 “But Lucie heard from a valet that a lord said if I kept going like this, I was going to come across as—” You pulled your brows together, trying to remember. “Um, intimidating. Apparently one of his friends was going to propose but he said I struck fear in his heart purely because I already turned down two suitors.” Oh, the Medusa foreshadowing, Dream you lovely minx ❤

“A siren.” You bit down on your lip, then shook your head. “No. I did consider it though.” Gotta say I missed him calling her that, wonder if he'll do it again anytime soon, maaaybe in a spicy situation, just sayin' 😏

Extra Scene 12 “But,” Lady Danbury added as a thought hit her and she raised her brows at him. “I trust that love didn’t make you forget about your responsibilities Lord Bridgerton; she’s not going to be too fond of your presence before marriage.” One comment and one only, I DOUBT IT. She'll definitely be too fond of his- presence, right 😈

Chapter 33 “I have no idea why I’m here,” Kenneth murmured and Hugh shrugged his shoulders. “You hate poetry already, I figured you’d need an actual reason why.” “I was under the impression you and I got along well Hugh,” Kenneth pointed out, making you bit down on a smile. “Why do you want to torture me?” You caught the small glimmer in Hugh’s eyes as he shot him a grin. “Because it’s fun to torture you,” he said and Cecily exchanged glances with you. I'm sorry but I don't think we talked enough about how these two were flirting SHAMELESSLY in front of EVERYONE like- this whole exchange it's the embodiment of "GET A ROOM" 🔥

Chapter 34 “Speaking of sisters, where’s Iona?” you asked him. “I can’t see anyone with a Luna mask.” Ok but this, this right here, I've been wanting to comment on this for weeks now but I didn't have the time before but nooow... Seriously, a Luna mask, LUNA- like in Lucie + Iona... I'm dying and the cause is fluffness. 💖 Also totally sure my girls did the do, once again people getting laid everywhere, at least now it's only a matter of time before Chérie gets her turn, thank you very much

Ok I'm not even gonna highlight one part of the proposal because everything about it was perfection. Him saying he lost his mask the day they met. The dancing. Him getting down on one knee. The I love you.

“But I can see now why it wasn’t difficult for me to control my heart, because all these years you had it with you, an ocean away from me,” he said. SERIOUSLY MY HEART ❤

“After you, Lady Bridgerton.” I'M DEAD

I mean, first a love token and dozens of flowers and now this whole proposal at a masquerade. THIS IS ANOTHER LEVEL OF ROMANCE, DREAM, DO YOU REALIZE THE STANDARD YOU'RE PUTTING?

Extra Scene 13 Only one thing to say and it's this... Bridgerton Clan + Celias = Perfection. The chaos- amazing, you nail it every time.

Chapter 35 Someone already said it but I want to reiterate. Elias is giving SUCH Ross Geller vibes, I can't- it's too hilarious I love this golden retriever boy in any mood😂❤

“Anthony?” “Yes darling?” I fucking love whenever these two lines come up because it sounds so natural, like they've been together for years, it's so sweet 💕

You were beginning to think that you would be spending your marriage just kissing him and you would be happy with it. Oh yeah kissing, right. I mean, that's how it starts... 🔥😈😏

“Thank you father.” I need more of this, thank you

“Only three and a half weeks.” Ok I must ask, how long will it be for us though?

Extra Scene 14 “I’ve never loved anyone more in my entire life,” Anthony said. “I’ve never wanted anything more than being with her. I’m not going to put her through that hell, because she is the embodiment of my heaven. So trust me, by hook or by crook I will be with her, regardless of your opinion or your approval.” The bar, it keeps getting higher and higher, I needed to lower my standards Dream, you're making it difficult ❤😂

Wow, it's a monster of an ask, sorry about that, love you, can't wait for the next one! ❤❤❤

Omg Gabrielle honeeey you're going to make me cryyyy, you're so sweet! ❤❤

Aaaaaa I'm so excited! ❤❤❤

Chapter 31:

Oh you're absolutely right! ❤ Like, the preparations for that wedding will be actual chaos 😂

Omg I've first seen that actor on Will and he was such a great Marlowe, the way he delivered a certain line is still in my mind to this dayyyy! ❤

Chapter 32:

I love foreshadowing so much! 😏

He will one hundred percent call her that very soon 😏 It'll be fuuuun! 😈😏

Extra Scene 12:

Oh she will be very....very fond of his presence especially after the wedding 😏

Chapter 33:

I think both Kenneth and Hugh have such flirty personalities that they literally can't even help themselves whenever they're around each other, no matter who's around 😂

Chapter 34:

LUNA! LUNA MASK OMG YOU NOTICED THAT DETAIL!😍😍 That was totally intentional😍

The proposal part was so fun! ❤❤ And awww I'm glad you found it romantic as well! ❤

Extra Scene 13:

Can you imagine the CHAOS when Cherie starts living there? 😂

Chapter 35:

Awwww that's so cuuuute, I've never thought about it that way until now, you're right! ❤😍

She will enjoy kissing and moreeee😏

Oh that's a good question! So we're going to have chapter 36 today, and chapter 38 is the wedding chapter and it'll be a huge HUUUUGE chapter, the longest chapter so far 😂

Extra Scene 14:

But that's a good sign! 😂❤

Honeeey, never apologize for that, I LOVE LONG ASKS SO MUCH😍 Thank you so so much for this, you're amazing! ❤❤❤

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cherryxblossxms · 4 months

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🔞 Thoughts today are about heavy makeout session with Simeon on the couch. It starts off innocent, a few pecks on the lips as you're sitting next to each other, then starts to get a little bit deeper, then a little bit deeper again. Simeon's hand coming to cup the back of your head while the other sits on your waist, keeping you pressed close to him as the air slowly heats.

After a little, he's nipping at your bottom lip, tongue poking out to touch it, wordlessly asking permission. And once you grant it, it's a struggle to catch your breath as he nearly overwhelms you. The kisses are now uncharacteristically messy for Simeon, hot and deep, the sounds of whimpers are heard and you can't tell who it's even coming from or maybe it's from both of you.

As things get hotter and hotter, it's not long before he's lowering you back on the couch. His hands are all over you, touching and squeezing everywhere he knows you're sensitive, and it's almost instinctual for your hips to buck up against him in response, revealing just how turned on he is as you feel a particular hot hardness against your pelvis.

Grinding against it draws out his moans against your lips, and he's soon humping against you, the air filled with desperation and heat. You both know at this point you should be moving to a room, honestly should have moved somewhere private much much earlier. But it was hard enough to hold onto any thoughts before they scattered, much less bear the idea of separating long enough to get anywhere.

You two can only hope no one will be home anytime soon, especially as you slip a hand down between your bodies and Simeon moans out loud the second you squeeze his erection through his pants. He can feel the precum leaking through, and he's sure there's a sizeable wet spot on his underwear exposing just how needy he is for you.

It's dizzying how your bodies are throbbing with desire, moments away from ripping each other's clothes off. Simeon's sure he's going to lose his mind soon, and the second he feels you unzip his pants, he's scrambling up to pull you along to a bedroom before he takes you right there. In fact, he's not even sure he'll make it as far as a room before his lips are on you again and you're both pulling clothes off.

To anyone else, they'd think Simeon was secretly a demon, the lust coming off of him almost palpable and clear as day in his eyes. But you both know it's only your kisses that make him like this, that expose that secret side to your angel lover. And as he finally has you in his arms again in the privacy of a room, you revel in those passion-filled touches that are only meant for you.

#simeon x reader #obey me simeon #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #simeon thirsts #spicy minx 🔥

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cherryxblossxms · 6 months

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Bedtime Relaxation

Lucifer x reader

: ̗̀➛ A/N: I don't give nearly enough love to my Luci, and I just wanted to write him being casual and simply wanting some loving from his MC. Not proofread and a bit of a rushed ending

: ̗̀➛ Warnings: fem afab reader, fluff and smut, no protection, neck kisses and a lil biting, praise, dirty talk, fingering, creampie, a bit of breeding, cockwarming; remember to pee after sexxxx; Lucifer is a tease but there's a lot of love~

: ̗̀➛ Word count: 3382 this was going to be short what happened

It wasn't unusual for you to go to bed alone most nights. When getting into your relationship with the Avatar of Pride, you knew what a workaholic he was. Thanks in part to his troublesome brothers, there was always work and bills to be looked over. The rest was thanks to Diavolo, having to review matters concerning R.A.D. on a near constant basis as an important member of the R.A.D. student council.

Any attempts to assist him were often met with stubborn refusals, but you fought against those with tooth and nail. Sometimes you managed to help decrease his workload, easing his burden at least a little bit. But you had to be honest with yourself that, more often than not, there was some paperwork that was simply too far above your head to manage. That's why tonight, you'd gotten ready— dressed only in one of his shirts as your pajamas— and slipped into bed all by yourself once more, your lonely sigh echoing in the empty room.

You were almost comedic looking amidst the bountiful sheets as the singular figure on your lover's massive bed. You knew Lucifer would always join you eventually, when his coffee ran out and his mind refused to look at any more papers, serving to fill the bed just a bit more. In fact, Lucifer often told you he slept better ever since you started sleeping by his side, so he always made sure you two were together during the night. But you still couldn't help the loneliness in your chest, and unfortunately, your day had been an exhausting one. It wasn't long before you had to succumb to sleep without him, missing his touch and dreaming of being in his arms.

You awoke some time later to movement on the mattress. You couldn't tell how much time had passed, but given how dark it was, you'd hazard a guess it was a few hours since you fell asleep. A cold hand made its way around your waist before a hard body pressed up against you from behind, spooning you close. Without looking, you knew immediately who it was, but that didn't stop you from angling your head back, trying to catch any kind of glimpse of your lover in the darkness.

"Lucifer?" You asked, almost involuntarily.

"Yes, it's me," he replied, and took the chance to kiss you softly before settling behind you. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you. I wanted to finish up my work and didn't realize how late it was. You can go back to sleep."

Your body rejoiced in that, wanting to return to your slumber as soon as possible. But your mind wanted otherwise. It had been a while since you'd gotten any quality alone time with the eldest demon, and even if it was brief, any time together was better than none at all.

You shook your head despite the darkness of the room, clutching to the arm around your body.

"That's ok, I want to stay awake a little longer. I've missed you." You hated how needy you sounded when you were tired, but it was the truth.

You could feel Lucifer chuckle rather than hear it, and another kiss was pressed to the back of your neck.

"I've missed you, too, my love," he said, nuzzling against you. "Nothing is right until you are in my arms like this." His words brought heat to your face, your heart aching with so much love for your hard-working demon.

Several more kisses followed, showered against your lips, your neck, and the curve of your ear, and everything in you wanted to purr at the feeling. His arm tightened around your middle, hips bumping your butt as he got as close as possible, and sparks came to life low in your belly. You couldn't help but squirm against him, his kisses and his touch always serving to rile you up in the best way, and you couldn't help but want more.

A well-placed bump of your butt into his groin made Lucifer grunt, and he retaliated with the drag of sharp canines against your skin, making you shiver. Any remaining sleepiness in you totally dissipated, replaced by the need for more. If Lucifer hadn't been holding you down, you would have turned around to get better access and deliver some kisses and bites of your own. So instead, the two of you settled for grinding and groping, your bodies heating up beneath the sheets.

Lucifer's nimble fingers quickly unbuttoned the shirt you were wearing, the pride and possessiveness within him swelling at seeing you wear his clothes— along with something else between his legs. A quick squeeze to your breast pulled a mewl out of you, and it was easy to arch up into his touch, encouraging him to continue.

With the heated, intimate atmosphere, you were quick to lose yourself in what was happening, especially as your lover's fingers squeezed and pinched at your nipples relentlessly. Having so little free time with your demon left you both needy, after all, and one thing always led to another rather quickly. But something nagged at the back of your mind, before suddenly springing forth in a tiny moment of clarity, making you gasp.

"Oh!" Lucifer's fingers stopped their movement at your exclamation. "Wait, aren't you working tomorrow? It must be so late, you need to rest."

Not that you wanted to stop, but the last thing you wanted was to be the cause of his sleep deprivation. An exasperated sigh blew across your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

"No, I'm not working tomorrow. And these long nights are exactly the reason I asked to take tomorrow off." That surprised you, causing you to glance back at him. You're sure if one of Lucifer's brothers had heard that, they would be surprised too; the eldest brother never took vacation, at least not before he met you. "I've been away from you for too long, and I plan to start making it up to you, my darling."

The fingers that had been teasing your breasts began sliding down your body at a tantalizing pace, kisses decorating the back and side of your neck again as he did so. After what felt like a torturously long time, but was likely mere seconds, he reached the apex of your thighs. You hadn't even realized the way your core was throbbing, aching for his touch.

He paused for just a second at the lack of underwear, before moving onward. A single, long finger separated your folds down the middle, teasing your hole before swiping up and just barely glancing your clit. You could feel your wetness, hear it even, before he even said anything, knowing just what exactly he was feeling, and a deep, seductive hum filled your ear as he seemed to voice your thoughts.

"Hmmm, see? You're so wet for me already," he said, lips pressed to your ear now. "I've been neglecting you, clearly, not taking care of my lover's needs like I should. It's only fair that I repay you what you're owed, pleasure you to your heart's content."

His words warmed your heart, while simultaneously feeding the throbbing in your clit, desperate for more of his touch. Lucifer's work usually took priority over many things, so you hadn't expected him to think about it like this. Not that you didn't appreciate it, though.

"You haven't been neglecting me, Luci," you said. "I know how important your work is, I knew that when we got together, and you know that I support you still."

Another hum in your ear, but he stayed silent, letting you continue.

"I just want you to be able to relax a little, so you don't burn out. You haven't been neglecting me, so you don't have to take time off just to please me. Although, that means so much to me."

A beat of silence passed, and you opened your mouth to question his silence before that same long finger suddenly swiped over your clit, your slick on his finger making it glide with ease. The motion made you jolt, drawing a slight moan from your lips.

"Ahh— hey!" You protested, grabbing his arm.

He waited another moment before repeating the movement, but this time making slow, leisurely circles around the sensitive bud. Your thighs opened involuntarily, giving further access to your heat, and you couldn't help the shuddering moan you let out.

"And what if I said that me taking time off is actually for a selfish purpose?"

The words only half registered in your mind, basking in the stimulation he was giving you, and it didn't help you understand them any better.

"While it happens to be for pleasing you, I'm taking time off because I wanted to feel you beneath me all night... and all day," Lucifer teased, pleased with your reactions to his ministrations. "Instead of the sound of pen scratching on paper, I wanted to hear you moan my name until you lost your voice. And instead of feeling the cold loneliness of my study, I wanted to feel your sweet, warm little pussy squeezing my cock."

You couldn't help the groan that came out. If you could orgasm from words and voice alone, you knew that line would have done it.

"So give in to me, my love, and let me pleasure you like I've been aching for," he purred into your ear.

Your lover always knew exactly what to say, and although you were still concerned about his exhaustion and the late hour, you were beginning to lose the battle of willpower against his masterful fingers. As much as you wanted to insist that he rest, you had to admit his argument was... compelling. You finally sighed as you gave in the pleasure, relaxing against your lover as his hand continued.

"Fine," you said, reaching back to place your hand on Lucifer's cheek. "Give it all to me."

Lucifer didn't waste a second before plunging two of his fingers into you, sufficiently slick from your arousal. The heel of his hand ground against your clit simultaneously, and the pressure was heavenly. He set a good rhythm, mind-meltingly good, making you whimper from the pleasure, and a sharp cry was drawn out as he found and attacked the most sensitive spot along your walls. A moment later, a third finger slid in, working on opening you up, and you couldn't resist rocking your hips against him in response. Your hip ached from holding your leg up for him, but you couldn’t be bothered to care until you got your orgasm.

You could feel your climax building already, the lack of touch from his long working nights making you extra sensitive to it now. And your lover had all of you memorized, every moan and tremble, every little spot that made you cry his name and gush arousal.

"My sweetheart is getting so tight for me, you're already going to cum?" Lucifer asked, as if he didn't already know the answer. You could hear the smirk in his voice.

You just whined in response, pushing your butt back into him, feeling his clothed erection straining behind you.

Lucifer huffed, keeping up his pace. "Look at you, you can't even answer me. I can feel how close you are, though, how badly you want this."

And he was right, you were rapidly approaching the edge. The sounds of your wetness filled the quiet room, and your body felt blazing hot. You couldn't imagine what kind of mess was between your legs as he continued playing with your cunt.

Just as you could feel your pleasure begin to peak, his fingers suddenly stopped, simply stuffing your pussy instead. The orgasm he'd been working you towards instantly began to slip away, and you tried to rock your hips again, desperate to chase it. But Lucifer anticipated your move, removing his fingers all together, and the action made you want to cry.

Wasn't he just telling you about how he wanted you to cum??

Your lover shifted behind you, but you were too at a loss to think of what he was doing. It wasn't until you felt his bare, solid length between your thighs, eagerly pressing against you and getting covered in your slick, did you realize he was preparing to take you. And as expected, Lucifer began to rock his hips forward slowly, dragging his length through your folds. His heat and his size were intoxicating, and as if you weren't already a mess from his fingers, his length was doing wonders against you.

Each time he drew back, you could feel the mushroom head press towards your entrance, and you hoped he’d finally slide in and fuck you like he promised. But your hopes were dashed as he simply moved forward again, bumping your clit instead, seemingly unaware of your growing desperation. The man was teasing you, and it drove you nuts the way he knew exactly how to press your buttons.

"Luciiiiii," you whined.

Lucifer squeezed you close, chuckling low in his chest. “What’s wrong?” he asked. “It sounds like you want something.”

“Wh– Of course I want something!" You protested. "I was going to cum and you just stopped! You just said you want to please me, and now you're teasing me instead."

"I don't believe the two are mutually exclusive." This made you huff, your eyes rolling hard in your head. "Don't be mistaken, my love. I'm going to make sure you cum as much, and as hard, as possible in the next 24 hours. But a little denial helps to sweeten the deal, doesn't it?"

You hated that he was right. Orgasms with Lucifer were powerful, and it was all thanks to his devastating combination of denial then reward. Whether it was because he was a demon, or because he had potentially hundreds of years of experience, you weren't sure. All you knew was that Lucifer could play you like his favorite instrument, and make you sing like no one else possibly could. All you could do was whine softly in response, Lucifer continuing to tease his length against you at a leisurely place until you said otherwise.

Just as you were ready to explode at him, however, you finally felt his tip press to your entrance. All the teasing and prep made it easy for him to slide in, his mushroom tip popping past the first ring of muscle with ease, making you gasp softly, but he took his time pressing in, making sure you were comfortable.

“Ohhhh, fuck…”

Even with the prep, he always gave you a good stretch, and as he bottomed out, that delicious full feeling was incomparable. The mutual relief of finally feeling each other effectively silenced you both, and all you could hear for a moment was your combined heavy breaths.

That first thrust was heavenly.

He gave you a moment to get adjusted before slowly pulling out, almost all the way, then pushed forward again. The gift of long-anticipated friction drew an involuntary moan out from your lips, the first of many for the night, and it spurred your lover on to up his pace. Once Lucifer knew you were okay, one of his arms wrapped around your waist, holding you close against him as his hips started moving faster.

You reached an arm back to touch his hip, feeling the pull of his muscle as he moved, and focused on the feel of his cock pumping between your walls. You closed your eyes, reveling in your relief and your pleasure.

“Mmh, there’s my good girl. You feel so good, so warm and wet for me,” Lucifer groaned in your ear. You couldn’t help the way it made you tighten around him, drawing a grunt from him as he pushed forward, and you certainly couldn’t help the gush of arousal that came forth, either.

Suddenly, he stopped as he adjusted the angle, raising your one leg up and moving closer, seemingly trying to find the right spot before resuming his thrusting. And he’d evidently found what he was looking for as his cock seemed to reach a new depth in you, pressing against a particularly sensitive spot deep within and immediately pulling out a cry from your lips.

“Ah, there it is,” he said, and you could hear the smug tone in his voice.

Whatever it was, he was relentless as he focused his thrusts towards it. Each press of his cock hit that same spot, just a little painful but overwhelmingly pleasurable. It was like he’d pressed the off button to your nerves, rendering your limbs as spaghetti as he increased his pace once again, your legs now forced apart by his own limb to keep that deep access. The sound of the bed rocking and heavy breathing filled the air, only adding to the close, sensual atmosphere.

“Ngh, Luciiii, it’s t-too deep,” you managed to say, your words stuttered by the thrusting. But Lucifer wasn’t giving any mercy, feeling the way your pussy hugged his cock told him everything he needed to know, keeping up his pace against your body.

“I know you can take it, love. You always take me so well. Just a little bit longer, we’re almost there.” True enough, the change in angle had you rocketing towards your climax now, that familiar pressure building up in your pelvis, and you found yourself rocking your hips in time with Lucifer seeking out the end. His own pace was beginning to suffer, clearly approaching his own end too, and you wanted to hold on long enough to meet that orgasmic crash together.

Right as you thought this, however, two nimble fingers found their way between your legs once more. Before you could even think to say anything, Lucifer’s fingers found your clit, soaked and throbbing for attention, and began to rub devastating circles on the sensitive nub. Any remaining thoughts scattered at once, the attention to your clit and the rough, deep thrusts all that were occupying your mind now, your climax closer than ever. It was all you could do to hold onto him for dear life, little whispers of “yes” and “please” escaping your lips as your pleasure began to peak.

At the same time, Lucifer pressed his lips to the side of your neck, his sharp canines denting your skin and threatening to break through. “Ohhhhh yes, cum with me, love, I can feel it. I want you to milk me, I’m going to fill you up so well, fill you with every drop I have. Cum with me,” he muttered, his pleas ending in a rush of words before his climax finally hit.

As he came, Lucifer bit down on your neck, holding you still as he grunted against your skin. You could feel the sudden rush of warmth deep inside, the sign of his cum painting your walls, and between all the sensations and the thought of taking his seed, it finally made your climax crash over you too. You couldn’t help the loud moan you let out, squeezing hard on your lover’s cock and milking him exactly as requested.

You were both a mass of trembling limbs as you rode out your orgasms, Lucifer’s hips gently rocking against you and working his seed deeper even as he started to soften inside you. You squirmed as it began to overstimulate you, and he finally, blessedly, stopped his movements. Your mind wasn’t yet back together, unable to say anything in the aftermath, but your demon lover seemed much the same, simply nuzzling your skin and kissing where he’d bit you.

He leaned up a little and his lips finally met yours, kissing you softly. Ideally, you knew you should get up and clean yourself up, but that delicious climax and the warmth of Lucifer’s body were calling you back to sleep. It didn’t help that your lover’s arms were wrapped around your waist, holding you close to him like he was afraid you’d leave. As the darkness came to swallow you up, you figured, fuck it. Maybe just this once, you could indulge yourself, happy in the thought that your lover would be there to greet you tomorrow.

Comments and reblogs are appreciated 💜

#lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #lucifer smut #the minx can write ✍️#spicy minx 🔥#hi hello yes i can only post at 3am apparently

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cherryxblossxms · 3 months

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🔞 Letting Buggy fuck his frustrations into you~

[nsfw obviously, afab reader, oral (m receiving), some degradation, rough sex, some ass slapping, creampie, followed by fluffy aftercare; a lil devil fruit misuse; 1.6k ahahahaha this....... was intended to be short idk what happened]

He's extremely hesitant when you first bring it up because he knows he's strong, and he never wants to bring anger into the bedroom. He's already anxious when it comes to his relationship with you, he wonders how he ended up with someone like you and if he even deserves you. It's a thought that's on his mind on a near-constant basis, though it improves over time. So the first several times, he adamantly refuses.

He still tends to fall back on old habits and mannerisms and it takes a lot for him to rein himself back in, control it so he's not causing harm to you. He already feels awful when this causes a fight with you that he didn't intend. So even though you're the one bringing this subject up, he's still worried that he'll hurt you somehow, physically or emotionally or maybe even both, and he'd never forgive himself if it caused you to leave.

It takes a while to convince him. But eventually, there's one day where seemingly nothing was going right. Buggy and his crew dealt with a particularly annoying opponent, destroyed a town but didn't get much loot out of it, and none of the crew members could seem to do anything right. At this point, all he wants is to shut himself in his room with you and forget about the world.

And then he remembers your offer.

The second he gets back to the ship, he's dragging you back to his cabin. He doesn't say anything at first, but you can see the gears turning in his head, thinking of what he needs to say. When he finally does speak, it's clearly with much effort over thinly veiled desire and frustration, asking you if you're sure that you want this.

He asks you not once, not twice, but three times. Even as you move forward to kiss his jaw, as you trail your hands over his abdomen and down to cup his growing erection, as he lets you brush your lips over his, he's still asking in between to make absolutely sure you're okay with this, because once you give the okay, he's not letting you go and he's not going easy. And it's clear how much he's struggling not to take you right then and there.

Finally, once he's convinced you understand what you're asking for and established a safe word and a call sign in case things get out of control, it's like the floodgates open. He's ripping your shirt open, buttons flying everywhere. You're on your knees before you know what's happening, face to face with the straining tent in his pants, and Buggy's hand holding the back of your head to keep you close.

He has you undress him, exposing his fuzzy chest and watching as you undo and tug his pants down, and his cock is so eager that it slaps against your jaw, catching you with his dripping precum. It's always intoxicating being on your knees for your captain, but it's even moreso as he directs you on how to touch him, no hands allowed. But you're happy to oblige, teasing him with your tongue along the side of his shaft and along his heavy balls, drawing out a needy groan from his painted lips before he's gripping your hair, indicating his patience is waning quickly. And you're not one to want to anger your captain most days, or deprive him of what he needs. So you happily oblige, finally taking him into your mouth.

He's a struggle to fit in your mouth on a good day, blessed with a thick curved shaft that always manages to make you scream, and it's even harder now that you're doing this hands-free. But as Buggy directs your movements, bobbing your head on his dick, it's intoxicating letting him control your movement. It also doesn't help as you feel a hand suddenly grabbing your rear, having not even noticed he detached one. He temporarily lets go of your head to detach the other hand, using them to tug your pants and underwear down your thighs, before one hand comes back up to continue holding your head.

As you keep sucking him off, it shouldn't be a surprise as his one hand slides between your thighs, lightly brushing against your clit and sliding between your lower lips. What does surprise you both is how wet you are, and Buggy has no shame in pointing it out, commenting on how needy you are, what a slut you are to get off on being used like this. Buggy is no stranger to dirty talk, (it's hard to get him to stop talking about anything truly), but this time it's obvious how affected he is by everything.

He's quickly pumping one, two, three fingers between your legs, making you moan around his shaft as he preps you for the main event. With all the frustration built up in him, it's not long before he's twitching, already ready to cum, especially as he gets to listen to your noises. But he wants to finally take you. He pulls you off of him, dick coated in your spit, and you look fucked out already, making him chuckle. Once he reattaches the hand that was fingering you, he's finally completely removing your bottoms and hoisting you up in his arms, letting your legs wrap around his hips as he presses you to the cabin wall.

It's a struggle not to scream as he immediately pushes in, still causing some stretch even with all the prep. And although his thighs are shaking with the effort, he gives you just enough time to adjust before he's pounding you into the wood. If the ship wasn't already rocking with the sea, you're sure his movements alone would have made the place shake, the sounds of your wetness and skin slapping filling the air. At one point, he adjusts his position so your legs dangle over his forearms, effectively folding you like a lawn chair and allowing him to reach even deeper.

Your first orgasm blindsides you, making you scream and shake in his arms as Buggy keeps fucking you towards overstimulation, his movement barely halted as you suddenly clamp down on him. He slows his pace, but only barely, just enough to tell you how good you are for taking him like this... but that he's not done yet. You can barely register his words before you're on his bed, face down and ass up, thighs trembling from your orgasm and a cooling feeling between your legs as your cunt is exposed and presented.

You can only imagine what a mess it looks like, especially given the pounding he'd just given you, before a hand comes down on your ass, snapping you out of your thoughts and drawing a cry from your lips. Now this is not unusual for Buggy, whose hands are always finding their way to your ass. He loves the plush, the jiggle, and he especially loves the noises you make when he slaps it. But of course, even that's short-lived as he grinds his shaft against you, still hard and aching to cum already, before pushing in once more.

By now, although he hasn't cum yet, Buggy is actually feeling better already. Just having you cum for him, watching your expressions and feeling the way you hold onto him, eased much of his frustration, now mostly replaced by just his usual hunger for you. So he's quick to snap his hips against yours once more, making you moan against the sheets as he sets a brutal pace. Once again, one of his hands separates to keep up occasional slapping, making you tighten around him, before it eventually slides between your legs against to circle your clit.

The sensations are too much, and you're babbling as such before you realize it, but Buggy is quick to promise he's almost done, just a little bit longer, you're doing so good for him and he can't wait to fill you up. By now, his body is pressing down on yours, warm and sweaty and strong, his balls and thighs slapping against you with each thrust, and his detached hand still toying with your sensitive pearl, trying its hardest to make you cum again.

The combination of things finally drives you over the edge, and your orgasm triggers Buggy's this time, making you both moan in tandem as Buggy presses in close, cumming deep inside as your cunt tries to milk him for everything its worth. His moans echo in your ear, hot breath panting against your shoulder as you two struggle for breath. It takes much too long to separate, and the ache between your thighs tells you just how sore you'll be tomorrow. But as Buggy comes into your view, now seeking to check on your wellbeing after fucking your brains out, you can see that it'll be well worth it, his eyes only filled with love and worry now instead of their earlier anger.

Buggy always struggles a bit with aftercare, but he tries his best for you, finding the cleanest rag he can to clean between your legs. Once you're dressed in one of his shirts, he's quickly pulling you into his arms. It's sweet, if overbearing, how he's checking in with you and asking you about a hundred times if you're okay, if he was too rough, if there was anything you didn't like or if he scared you. You might have to interrupt him with a kiss to get him to stop for a moment, but once he's reassured about how you feel, he'll finally relax.

When you first brought up this offer, he was so scared about how it would turn out, afraid to hurt you and afraid to scare you off. But now that it's out of the way and he knows you're okay, he might be more willing to come to you more often with his... troubles.

#its year of the clown fucker yeehaw #buggy x reader #buggy one piece #buggy smut #one piece smut #buggy thirsts #afab reader #i cannot believe the chokehold this character has on me i am suffering #posting this before i chicken out so its not really proofread...#the minx can write ✍️#spicy minx 🔥

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cherryxblossxms · 18 days

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🔞 Having thoughts about Minhyeok thanks to chapter 5........

[NSFW, minors DNI; fem reader, rough sex, mentions of oral (f and m receiving), fingering, dacryphilia, creampie, overstimulation, multiple orgasms]

Pathetic Minhyeok, always mocked by the devils because he's the only one that hasn't gotten a taste of you yet. Even when he's providing you with human energy, it's still disconnected, carried by another vessel rather than how he'd prefer to give it, how he aches to fill you with it.

Pathetic Minhyeok who, when he finally has you in his bed underneath him, no devil to come between you and no attacking angels, can't wait to give you his energy the way he wanted to all along, and he's prepared to spend all night making up for it.

Pathetic Minhyeok who relishes in the surprise on your face when he first strips in front of you, proud of his physique for once when your eyes keep traveling between his chest and his aching dick, already leaking and colored an angry red at the tip. He doesn't miss the way you squirm and squeeze your thighs together, the way your pupils dilate and you're practically ready to drool.

Pathetic Minhyeok who takes his time memorizing the sight of your bare body, to fuel his future fantasies but also already planning in his head how he's going to make you melt for him, how he'll make you scream.

Pathetic Minhyeok who knows exactly what you want in bed, what you want to explore, thanks to all the porn you've watched on his computer. He's spent more hours than he can remember studying every detail, having it down to a science on what to do and how to do it.

Pathetic Minhyeok who's still nervous at first initiating this with you, crossing this boundary from childhood best friend to lover after pining for years. But the way you respond to his touches encourages him, makes his heart pump faster and his body light on fire.

Pathetic Minhyeok who doesn't miss the chance to explore your whole body, no crevice or curve left untouched by his fingers or his lips. He makes sure to spend his time truly finding and investigating every sensitive spot on your body, memorizing the way you twitch with a pinch to your nipples, or your pussy slicks up as he nibbles on your inner thighs.

Pathetic Minhyeok who feels like he's ready to cum when you first moan his name, as his face is buried between your thighs, lapping and sucking at your sensitive clit while he curls his fingers inside you. It's a struggle to stop humping the bed, his dick begging to be inside you already, but he refuses to do so until you've cum for him first.

Pathetic Minhyeok who feels a burst of confidence and pride when he feels your pussy squeeze around his fingers just barely five minutes in, who's captivated by how sensitive you are and the way you moan. Even if the devils had you first, he's the one that knows you best, knows exactly what you want.

Pathetic Minhyeok who struggles not to cum down your throat when you return the favor, your tongue teasing around his foreskin and tears in your eyes when you take him just a little too deep. Praises are tumbling from his lips as he fucks into your mouth, shivering when he feels the back of your throat and sees the tears sliding down your cheeks, fighting the urge to make you cry more.

Pathetic Minhyeok who's itching to mount you like a beast in rut, flipping you over onto your stomach as he straddles your hips, pulling your hips up to rut his length against you as he shoves your head into the pillows. He can hear a faint protest at his choice of position, saying you want to see his face, but not yet, he tells you. He wants to see you from every angle first.

Pathetic Minhyeok who wants to be slow and gentle during his first time with you, but the second he's inside your hot cunt, it's over for him. He starts slow to test the waters, but once he feels how well you fit him, like your cunt was made and waiting for him, he wastes no time in increasing the pace, filling the room with the sound of skin slapping skin.

Pathetic Minhyeok who's obsessed with the way your ass jiggles as he thrusts into you, who thinks your moans are like music to his ears. His hand comes down to slap a cheek almost automatically, drawing the most gorgeous cry from your lips. He loves the way your cunt squeezes him in response, and decides to give a few more slaps.

Pathetic Minhyeok fighting the urge to cum when he feels you suddenly squeeze tight around him, your orgasm blindsiding you as you shake beneath him, your body desperately trying to milk him in turn. He almost laments the fact your moans were muffled by the pillows, and that he can't see your face in its ecstasy, but knows a way to fix that.

Pathetic Minhyeok who stops and pulls out for a moment, relishing the needy cry of protest from you, before he flips you onto your back and wastes no time sliding back into your sensitive cunt. He makes sure to angle your hips up into his lap, getting him as deep as possible, almost painfully so, and this time he doesn't miss your reactions as he fucks you into his mattress.

Pathetic Minhyeok who knows you're overstimulated, that your sore pussy needs a break, but assures you he's almost there (at least for this round). It's hypnotizing the way your eyes roll back as his thumb finds your clit, toying with the nub as he pounds into you, balls aching to release. He's tired of only ever giving you himself through those little vials, but now, he can pump you full himself. Just the image of his cum leaking from your hole is enough to make him burst, slamming his hips a few times before seating himself deep inside you, leaving his seed no room to escape, and the feel of his hot cum sends you into another orgasm of your own.

Pathetic Minhyeok who stays deep inside you, rocking his hips as he softens inside, his thumb still playing with your clit as you try to squirm away. He can't miss the hearts in your eyes or the way your legs have wrapped around his hips, keeping him pressed against you. Where he may have had doubts before, he knows now that no matter how far away you go, you're sure to always remember his touch.

#minhyeok x reader #whb minhyeok #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad minhyeok #whb smut #the minx can write ✍️#spicy minx 🔥

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cherryxblossxms · 3 months

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🔞 Bedtime thoughts are about Buggy eating you out and the way his nose definitely presses against your clit in the most delicious way.

[NSFW, afab reader, oral, devil fruit mischief, teensy bit of anal play]

He's always so sensitive about his nose, even innocent comments setting him off fairly easily, but after you confessed you liked the way it felt when he went down on you, he's conscious of trying to use it to his advantage. He's also a very messy eater, his makeup smeared all over the inside of your thighs and mound along with your slick, and his face is an absolute mess.

Also him detaching his hands to squeeze your waist and your breasts, toy with your nipples. Might even slide one hand up to have you suck on his thumb as he works, making his cock twitch and his hips rock against the bed. He's definitely cum a couple times from this alone, catching even himself off guard, he's never been so needy before you.

It also doesn't help if your fingers tangle in his long hair and direct his movement or keep him pressed to your core. He thinks it's so fucking sexy when you grind against him or shake as you cum on his tongue. He loves that shit, loves how honest your body is with him about how good you feel, loves the rush of your cum as he makes you orgasm again and again.

If he's feeling particularly worked up, he'll just detach his lower half to kneel beside your head so you can suck him off in tandem. Makes him moan and groan into your cunt as he feels you tease his head; he particularly loves if you give attention to his balls, spurring him on.

And of course his favorite is using his detached dick like a dildo on you as he laps at your clit, thrusting with different speeds to really drive you wild until you're screaming his name. He really wants to be pumping his hips against you, but he always wants to get you screaming for him first before he really gives you his all.

Hes also giving attention to surrounding areas. Nips at the plush of your thighs, sometimes leaving hickeys or bite marks there. He's also not afraid to dip his tongue a little lower, letting his nose press into your cunt as he teases your ass, feeling the way you gasp and squirm at the feeling.

He'll eat you out in any position. His favorite is just having you lie on your back, where you're most comfortable, but he also loves having you face down and ass up, presenting your cunt to him like the most delicious meal. He'll definitely mark your ass up, slapping it and watching it jiggle, watching the way you clench around nothing and start to leak arousal for him.

Buggy was a selfish lover in the beginning, it took a while to get to this point for him to care about and work for your pleasure. But once he's there, he's dedicated to making you feel as good as you make him feel, and if that includes squeezing his face between your thighs, who is he to complain?

#buggy x reader #buggy smut #buggy the clown #buggy one piece #one piece smut #buggy thirsts #afab reader #spicy minx 🔥#pspspsps where my clown fuckers at

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cherryxblossxms · 8 months

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Hehe yes let's cuck Mephisto with Luci too ~

I think he's planning a prank (or maybe sabotage?) with the anti Lucifer league and he doesn't quite get out of Lucifer's office fast enough when he hears the two of you coming. He scrambles into a closet right when you and Lucifer come in, too busy making out to notice the closet door slightly ajar.

Mephisto is disgusted at first. He can't look away, it's so horrible. He watches as you strip each other, Lucifer puts you on his desk. Your incessant moaning and his groaning...

Mephisto didn't really notice how intently he was watching, nor did he notice how hard he was until his cock throbbed at the erotic display... He palms himself, feeling dirty at enjoying such a thing but he's mesmerized and stuck in this closet anyway.

I'm so sorry I'm getting to this so late 😭 I ran to the notification when I first got it but I just could not find the spoons to respond

Godddd this whole thing is so 🥵🥵 I could not stop myself from making this into. Idk whatever this is, but anyway I need that man badly (and maybe need to make him suffer a little lmaoo)

[Nsfw obv, mdni. GN reader, voyeurism, implied cucking/getting caught at the end ehehe~]

At first, Mephisto is so disgusted by what's he's seeing. The two people he detests most— the angel traitor saved by his gracious Lord Diavolo, and the weak unworthy human representative of the exchange program— and you're locking lips like its your job, knocking into Lucifer's desk in your excitement. And of course you two would be drawn together, it's only expected that two unsavory types would be getting up to such indecent activities together. The wet noises of your mouths meeting and the way you're groping each other, it's perverse, Mephisto thinks.

He has half a mind to report you two to Lord Diavolo, what you're doing has to be a problem, right? Just thinking about it is titillating, as he remains hidden in the closet, not wanting to get caught and maybe get some good dirt on either of you. Maybe he'll get some kind of reward for alerting the Young Lord about these transgressions. In fact, maybe he'll even—

His thoughts are interrupted when you unleash a soft whimper, the sound sending shivers through his body and his heart pumping. He didn't even realize, you two had gotten partially undressed already while he was lost in thought, shirts pulled open and halfway off and Lucifer's hand disappearing beneath your waistband, the demon sucking on the side of your neck as his hand clearly worked you into a frenzy.

Suddenly it's like he can't tear his eyes away from his peeping spot in the closet, almost holding his breath just waiting for what happens next. Watching as Lucifer marks you up to satisfaction, his hand working a steady rhythm between your legs as you writhe against him, still making that delicious needy noise, before its clearly not enough for either of you. Before Mephisto can react, Lucifer has you set on his desk, tugging your bottoms down and off and working his own open just long enough to free his leaking cock, losing no time as he quickly enters you.

If Mephisto thought your prior noises were indecent, the moan you let out now is downright sinful. The noise of a rattling desk fills the air as Lucifer pumps into you, and whether it's by a miracle or a curse, Mephisto can see it all clearly. See the way you manage to fit Lucifer's cock, see the way you grasp onto the desk or onto Lucifer, whatever you can reach, as your face is twisted with pleasure. He couldn't quite make out Lucifer's face from his angle, but that was perhaps for the better.

Mephisto suddenly becomes all too aware of how tight his pants have become, a distinct need in his groin calling to him. Just the thought of stroking himself to you two is offensive, he tries to convince himself. But it's like his body can't control itself, his hand reaching down to relieve the ache anyway, not long before he's fisting his own leaking cock in time with Lucifer's thrusts into you. He can't even manage to tear his eyes away, eating up every little change in your expression and the things you respond best to.

He bites his knuckles trying to stay quiet, still trying to stay hidden until he can safely escape. But he's quickly lost to his own desires, imagining it's you he's fucking into. He'd show you how much more superior he is to Lucifer, show you what a true born-and-bred demon can do in bed. Lucifer could never compare, and he'd finally have you on your knees, begging for more, if he so wanted.

Just the thought of being the one to bring you to completion is enough to push him over the edge, hard, the climax catching him off guard. It's a miracle he manages to catch his spend in the palm of his glove before it can get on anything else. But what he fails to do is suppress the groan he makes as he cums, and his lusty haze clears quick in the following panic, looking to see if he'd been found out.

Thankfully, you'd all seemed to finish at the same time— he can't help but regret he hadn't seen your face as it happened— and you were clearly still recovering atop Lucifer's desk, the demon himself still buried deep inside you and his hips finally still. Mephisto instantly relaxes, thankful he wouldn't have to explain himself. He wasn't sure what he'd do if Lucifer of all people found out that, not only had Mephisto broken into his room, but was watching and masturbating to you two having sex like some kind of freak.

However, in his eagerness to relax, Mephisto missed the way Lucifer's lips quirked up, crimson eyes sparing the briefest glance in the direction of his closet.

#mephisto x reader #lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me mephistopheles #obey me smut #obey me shall we date #mephistopheles x reader #the minx can write ✍️#spicy minx 🔥#˗ˏˋ꒰ minx replies ꒱#i wanna ruin this man and ride him into the ground thank u for listening to my ted talk #cant believe i forgot who mc is fucking lmao

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cherryxblossxms · 11 months

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Masturbation May - Day 4a: Dry/Pillow Humping (Mammon)

A/N: Mammon was suggested by an anonymous sender. He was a perfect choice for this prompt, I can see him being very very needy and getting so desperate that he just ruts against whatever he can. This quickly got rough and dirty, definitely highly self indulgent...

Featuring: GN afab reader || Mammon x reader

Warnings: masturbation; no pronouns for reader, reader has uterus and a vagina; mention of ovulation and breeding; use of reader's underwear and a pillow to jack off; panty sniffing; demon form Mammon later; cumshot

Word count: 1666

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You knew just how to push Mammon to the edge.

All the past week, Mammon wasn't sure if it was intentional (it was) or just a series of miscommunications (it wasn't), but you'd been repeatedly teasing him and then promptly brushing off his advances when he tried to follow up. It made him feel like he was losing his mind, worrying if he was just too much of a horn dog and reading you all wrong, or if you really were trying to rile him up and he was meant to pursue.

Sometimes you would eat something suggestively in front of him if you two were alone, licking a spoon slowly while making eye contact. Or when he was making conversation with you, you'd respond with a very clear double meaning, something that made his cheeks burn and his mind question if he was supposed to go along with it or if maybe he'd misheard you.

Other times, you wore something that you knew he went crazy for, the way it complimented the shape of your ass, or showed off a good stretch of skin on your thighs, or maybe left your neck and chest wide open for his kisses. Only, he didn't get to leave any kisses, because as soon as he'd lean in to do so, you'd suddenly turn away, saying you had something to do, leaving him standing there like a dope.

Mammon knew he wasn't always the best with communication, and it was definitely coming back to bite him on the ass now as he thought about you nonstop. He could hit himself for not trying to clarify things with you earlier on, if you really were making advances or if it was just innocent flirting. The last thing he wanted to do was make you uncomfortable, assuming the wrong thing and thus making the wrong move.

However, today was the last straw, as the last time Mammon had seen you, you brushed past him in the hallway at R.A.D. and slipped something soft into his hand. It wasn't until you'd rounded the corner that he looked down and realized, after a very long minute, that you'd placed your panties in his hand. He'd scrambled to pocket it, feeling like his face was on fire, and thanked the powers that be that no one had seen what you'd given him.

After that, he immediately rushed home, classes and Lucifer be damned. It was already difficult enough just making that journey back, with the way he'd chubbed up right away. There was no way he'd be able to focus in class, listening to some boring lecture when he has your warm underthings stuffed in his pocket stuck on his mind. He could already pick up the faint scent of your arousal without even taking them out, so he knew he needed to get home NOW. Also, just the thought of someone else catching your scent was also on his mind; he'd kill anyone that noticed it, that scent was for him alone.

He made it to the House of Lamentation and up to his room in record time, slamming the door shut and making sure to lock it. As if his dick knew what was coming, there was now a tent in his pants and an ache in his balls. His body felt like it was burning up, but he couldn't even think of undressing completely, just quickly tossing off his shirt and shoes before he had to move on.

Mammon tugged his pants down, letting his cock bob out, and got onto his bed, kneeling. His precum was already dripping, evidence of how horny you'd made him, and he dug out your underwear from his pocket and unraveled it, taking a quick moment to appreciate the style you'd chosen. It was a tasteful white and gold design, obvious that you'd chosen it for him, and the thought that you'd chosen it with these specific intentions in mind drove him nuts.

He pressed the crotch of your panties to his noise and took a breath, finally getting a deeper smell of your arousal. It was intoxicating, your pheromones soaked into the fabric making his cock twitch and bob with the need to be buried in you. In doing so, he finally realized why you'd been teasing him all week. You were ovulating, the cocktail of pheromones you were putting off telling all of his demonic senses to mount you immediately.

He looked at the clock and knew you were still in class, and anyway, you'd been playing this game with him intentionally to make it harder for him, making him chase you around only to deny at every point. If you weren't so damned good at riling him up, Mammon would maybe be able to hold off until you were back home to indulge in you. But right now, all he could manage to think of was the need to cum.

Ideally, he wanted to save all his seed for you, to give you what your body was seeking, but he would just have to accept the loss for now. And anyway, if he was proud of anything regarding his skills in bed, it was that he had the stamina of a jackrabbit. He'd quick rub one out now, and then once you were back home, he'd easily be up and raring to go again, ready to spend all night satisfying both of your needs.

He quickly grabbed some lube from his bedside table and squirted it on his hand. The cold temperature made him shiver, but it was quick to warm up with friction as he spread it along his cock and started pumping. Pleasure and burning heat filled his veins. He pressed your panties to his nose again, trying to fill his mind with your scent as much as he could as he worked. Although he didn't think he could get any harder, his cock just further stiffened in his hand, almost painful now, wanting release so badly.

It was unfair how you'd been teasing him, playing a dangerous game that you clearly didn't know the rules to. All he could think of now was being buried in your cunt, fucking you all week and against every surface, if you wanted. Your body was crying out to be bred? No worries, he'd gladly fill you up and then some. He'd keep going until you were crying for a break and until he was sure his seed took. He hadn't thought of having kids before, but for you, he'd do anything.

Mammon's hips started moving on their own, trying to increase the pace and the friction, and the obscene sound of wet squelching filled the air. At first, he had tried keeping quiet, just used to not wanting to get caught by anyone else in the house. But as he lost his inhibitions, so too did he lose the control he had on his lips, finally letting out small whimpers that slowly evolved into soft moans. Some tiny conscious part of his mind was just thankful your underwear was muffling him a little bit, even if it wouldn't last.

Eventually, the position he'd settled in wasn't enough. He needed more control, needed to put his hips into it, he just needed to mount something. He quickly grabbed two pillows and straddled them, deciding at the last second to wrap your underwear around his cock with another healthy dose of lube for comfort. Almost instantly, he started humping the pillows, deep groans now coming from his throat as he slowly lost his mind in pleasure.

As he continued, he slowly bent forward until his forearms rested against the bed, letting him put more force into his thrusts and unintentionally squeezing the pillow around his cock. He wasn't aware of his surroundings anymore, focused only on the feel of the fabric of your underwear rubbing just right against his frenulum now. In fact, Mammon easily slipped into his demon form without noticing, his wings faintly flapping in an attempt to give him better leverage.

He pictured you now, folded beneath him in a deep mating press, thighs pressed up against your chest as he pounded into your cunt. Or maybe he'd have you doggy style, instead, thighs spread wide and his balls slapping against your clit, fucking you as hard and as deep as he can to make sure when he cums, its going straight to your womb. He could just hear you now, screaming his name, begging for his cum to fill you up just right, and it made his mind malfunction, everything in his brain melting down into a single word: cum, cum, cum.

It was just seconds later that Mammon's climax hit him like a train, the sensation sneaking up on him and ripping a loud moan out of his mouth as he came. His hips faltered slightly as the first few ropes of cum shot out, arcing across his bedsheets, but he kept going, desperately chasing that delicious feeling of pleasure even as his dick grew sensitive. The remainder of his cum eventually just dribbled on his pillow and your underwear, smearing across his balls and dirtying his pants.

He quickly kicked off the remainder of his clothes, now feeling hot for a different reason and rested back against his bed as he caught his breath. He felt disappointed, not being able to see his cum leak from you instead of being wasted on your underwear, but he knew that was only a matter of time before his desire would come true. Taking a quick glance at the clock, he got to work changing the bed sheets and tossing your underwear in his laundry basket, all the while thinking of the ways he'd take you once you were free.

You wanted to play a dangerous game with a demon like him? Fine, he'd play. But he hoped you were prepared, because he had no intentions of losing now.

#mammon x reader #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #mammon smut #spicy minx 🔥#the minx can write ✍️

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cherryxblossxms · 8 months

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I saw your reblog that says your ask box is open, so I wanted to request/ask for a small fic with officer!Toji? Like you had been pushing his buttons for the last three days and he finally gets fed up and handcuffs you to the bed and uses you like a rag doll 🤤🥺🫶🏼 thanks in advance love!

Villain

Officer!Toji x reader

: ̗̀➛ A/N: hello hello! oof Toji using restraints is a very yummy idea. I don't usually take fic requests but I liked this idea, and I always enjoy some rough Toji! There's a song that makes me think of Toji which is "Villain" by Bella Poarch, so that's a bit of inspo for this! Sorry this took a bit to answer!

: ̗̀➛ Warnings: afab reader, not really an established relationship; FWB??? Enemies to lovers??? Idk, very brief mention of oral (m receiving), no protection with backshot, rough sex, doggy style, use of handcuffs, edging, spit as lube, spanking, a lil manhandling, degradation (slut, whore, princess as an insult lol), mean Toji with some sweetness at the end

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You always knew just how to push his buttons, and Toji hated you for it. Or at least, he could have hated you for it, if your pussy wasn't so damn addictive.

Toji wouldn't consider himself any particularly special or hardworking kind of cop. He did his job, he earned his paycheck, and went home. Most days, shifts were boring, with giving a ticket being the most exciting thing happening all day. If he was lucky, he got to tackle a thief to the ground. However, the excitement level changed when he met you, and like some kind of twisted fate, he seemed to be running into you more and more lately.

The first time he'd run into you, you were speeding down the street in a classic bright red Mustang, catching his radar in more ways than one. When he'd caught up to you in his car with the lights flashing, shiny badge on his chest and his scariest face on, he expected the usual sob story to try to get out of a ticket, maybe some crocodile tears and honeyed words to butter him up. But the minute you two made eye contact, some electric shock going through your bodies simultaneously, suddenly it didn't matter anymore.

Of course, the way you took his cock down your throat shortly afterwards may have helped, as well.

After that, it was almost comical albeit suspicious, the number of times you two would "meet up" after that. It was as if you knew his schedule and his route, but he wasn't complaining. Of course, his job was on the line, fucking someone that was essentially a perp, and he'd be fucked if anyone caught you two in the act. But with a cunt as sweet as yours, he was happy to take that risk.

Sometimes he'd take you in the back of his police car, or against the wall in an alley, fucking out his frustrations with you and unloading them into your cunt. But today he decided he wanted a little more privacy, taking you back to his apartment for the first time to make sure you would get the full lesson from him.

Now he had you face down and ass up, handcuffs tight around your wrists and connected to his bed frame as his hips slammed into yours. You'd been really pushing his buttons lately, simple things like jaywalking right in front of his car, stealing merchandise in clear view of him, to speeding by in your damned Mustang again. Once or twice, with little things, he was willing to look the other way. But as you kept pushing his buttons, something in him finally snapped, and he was going to teach you not to play with fire— the hard way.

"Fucking filthy little slut," he grunted out, the loud sound of skin slapping against skin filling the air. "Think you can just do whatever you want, huh? Think you can get away with anything?"

Your face was shoved into his pillow, the only thing muffling your moans and cries of pleasure. His words simply drifted over your head, too lost in the pleasure to pay attention anymore. He always filled you up so well, thick cock with an equally thick mushroom head reaching deep inside, and it never failed to draw out noises you'd never made before meeting him. And now in this position, you could feel him bump up against a particularly sensitive spot, leaving your mouth in a constant "O" as he pounded you without mercy.

You could feel your orgasm start to creep up on you, a roaring fire growing in your belly and ready to consume you whole. That rubber band of tension was ready to snap and Toji could tell, too, by the way your pussy was hugging and tightening on his cock, begging for his seed and for release. Unfortunately for you, Toji was still trying to teach you a lesson, and just as he knew that pleasurable wave was going to crash over, he pulled out, making you cry out in distress from the sudden empty feeling.

Your hole clenched around nothing, your whole groin aching for relief and begging for the stimulation to come back. But Toji simply pulled your asscheeks apart to get a better view, a dark chuckle rumbling in his throat as he started at your core unashamedly.

"T-Toji, fuck," you couldn't help but pant out, trying your best to turn your head in his direction.

"What's wrong, princess, angry that you didn't get to cum?" he responded, taunting you. Not that he could say much, either. His dick was aching, wanting to unload in you already. His hands came up to rub around your hips, squeezing you, waiting for your response.

"Of course I am. Just let me cum already, please," you begged, trying to wiggle your hips at him.

Toji hummed, seeming to think about your words. You tried to wait patiently as he did this, feeling one of his hands leave your body, but the loud smack that resounded caught you off guard, followed quickly by a sharp, stinging pain from your asscheek where he'd just spanked you. It drew out a loud cry from your mouth before you could stop it, and Toji just chuckled in response.

"Hmph. I don't think you deserve to cum yet." His hand rubbed over where he spanked, a soothing motion in contradiction with his words. "You've been acting like a little whore around me for weeks now, doing dumb shit to get my attention. Imagine if one of the other officers caught you, I don't think they'd be nearly as.. lenient as I've been. If you wanna cum, you gotta beg a little more first."

His hand came down on your asscheek again, and you tried to stifle your cry, body still jolting in response.

"Please, Toji, I want to cum," you said against the pillow, tugging weakly on your handcuffs. Your core ached for release, and the spanking was only sending tingles straight to your clit, making it all worse.

"I can't hear you, sweetie, what was that?"

Another slap to your ass, this time a little harder for emphasis. Your asscheek stung, and your whole body was hot, pleasure and shame fighting hard against each other. You hated begging, and Toji knew this. But damn your body, it just wanted to get off already. Your shame could wait til later. Swallowing down your reservations, you moved your head to speak more clearly, glancing back over your shoulder for emphasis.

"Please, Toji, make me cum. I promise I'll behave, just please, don't stop this time."

A smug look crossed his face, and he huffed out a laugh.

"That's what I thought."

Toji spread your cheeks again, spitting down on your cunt. The sensation made you shiver as it quickly cooled, but before you could respond, he angled his hips before sliding back into you to the hilt. The depth he reached made you jolt, but Toji's hands were a vice on your hips as he pulled back, nearly popping out before thrusting back in and setting a harsh pace.

The sounds of his thighs slapping against yours filled the air, and his heavy balls matched the motion against your aching clit, drawing out curses from your lips. It wasn't long before that roaring fire was in your belly once more, ready to overtake you, and with the way Toji was rutting desperately against you, you weren't the only one.

The head of his cock started to rub up against a particularly sensitive spot, and combined with the barrage on your clit, it was enough to push you over the edge finally, and your body twitched hard in your lover's grasp.

"Oh fuck—!" You cried out, before moaning loudly, body shaking as your orgasm completely overtook you.

Toji cursed as he felt your cunt clamp down on him, trying to milk him desperately, and it almost worked. He continued thrusting a little longer, drawing out your pleasure to the edge of overstimulation, before having to quickly pull out. Not even a second later, he was cumming across your ass, deep grunts coming from his throat with each throb of his cock. It was copious, dripping down your cheeks and across your cunt.

Your knees trembled from the hard orgasm, struggling to hold yourself up, but thankfully Toji moved up to unlock your handcuffs, helping you settle down on your stomach finally. He used his shirt to quick wipe you down of his fluids before falling back onto the bed beside you, closing his eyes.

Silence filled the air, and as the lust faded away and was replaced by fatigue, the rational part of your brain began to wake up again. You'd never been in his apartment before, and now you weren't sure what to do next. You'd definitely been breaking the law, and while you could fuck your way out of trouble before, you'd also been in easy-to-escape places. But before you could make any sort of plan with your fatigue-addled brain, Toji's muscular arm came around your waist, pulling you in close.

You had a moment of panic, but although he was strong, you could feel the movement was simply cradling you rather than trapping.

"Stop thinking and go to sleep. I won't do anything."

Toji's eyes were still closed, but you could hear the sincerity in his tone. Against your better judgment, something in you said to trust him. And anyway, with the way he'd just fucked your brains out, you weren't sure you could make much of a quick escape right now regardless. Finally settling down beside him in the warmth of his body, that would be something to think about later.

Wow it's been a minute since I've written Toji smut but I hope you enjoyed! As always, comments and reblogs are appreciated!

#toji x reader #fushiguro toji #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #toji smut #toji thirsts #the minx can write ✍️#spicy minx 🔥

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cherryxblossxms · 11 months

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Hey what if... lingerie or maybe boudoir shoot with Asmo and Mammon, since they're both used to modeling?

As the session goes on, they seem to get touchier, and the air gets hotter as the positions the photographer asks for get steamier, until they're eventually grinding up against you, practically groping you but its just out of sight of the camera lens.

By the end, you're all fighting the urge to just jump each other before the crew has a chance to leave, and you're thankful they let you keep the lingerie because it's ripped off of you in just seconds after the door closes and the last person has left.

And if there's any leftover lingerie, Mammon and Asmo take turns dressing you up in their preferred fashions, praising you up and down as they take turns fucking you stupid while you wear it for them.

#obey me asmodeus #obey me asmo #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #spicy minx 🔥

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cherryxblossxms · 11 months

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Masturbation May - Day 4b: Dry/Pillow Humping (Nanami Kento)

A/N: The lovely @peachsayshi suggested Nanami for day 4! This was such a hot concept, I go nuts for stoic men just losing their composure, and especially imagining Nanami just needing relief so badly that he resorts to pillow humping?? Whew I am not ok 🥵

Featuring: GN reader || Nanami x reader

Warnings: masturbation; sex dream/wet dream; dry humping to pillow humping; cumshot; sleepy horny Nanami~

Word count: 1315

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It was a rare morning in which you weren't by Nanami's side. Although he was usually up earlier than you, it was also his day off, and something in him prompted him to sleep in today. You were supposed to be home too, but he vaguely recalled you receiving a notice regarding support in a mission.

Nothing out of the ordinary or worrisome, just assisting some student sorcerers going out for the first time. You'd given him a quick kiss before heading out the door, and Nanami had decided to settle back into the sheets, enjoying your fleeting warmth from the fabric as he slipped back into dreamland.

Nanami expected his sleep to be dreamless; he rarely had dreams anymore, perhaps because of the things he saw in his day to day life exceeded what his mind could probably come up with. The last thing he wanted was to dream of curses. Thankfully, his subconscious seemed to be filled with thoughts of you today, seemingly already missing your presence. And his dreaming self, with its lower inhibitions and less restrained desires, gladly accepted it.

He dreamed of the way you two would have woken up together, sleepy kisses with lots of giggling in the early morning light, slowly getting deeper and more passionate with time until he was climbing over you. Wandering hands tracing the edge of muscles, pressing into fat, memorizing the shapes of each other as if you both hadn't done it before. Warm bodies would press against each other, rubbing and grinding and preparing until he could sheath himself in you and become one.

He would always start slow, ensuring you were comfortable and ready for him to move before doing anything else. And once you gave him the okay, he'd work up to a pace palatable for both of you, just taking his time to properly love you as you deserved. This kind of rare morning where you two could just take your time, was a time for love making. Don't get him wrong, he enjoyed pushing your limits too (when you asked for it), going as rough and fast as you asked of him. But this was truly his favorite, having no time limit to just taste and enjoy your body, working his hips slow and deep.

Unbeknownst to Nanami in the conscious world, his hips had started moving to the pace of his dream. He had turned onto his belly at some point in his sleep, and his cock was rock hard, precum spotting in his pajama pants and rubbing up against the mattress deliciously now. The friction simply added to his dream, and he continued, wanting to pleasure you to the best of his ability.

You were holding him now as he continued to thrust, fingers tangling in his hair the way he always loved, soft kisses covering his jaw and neck, and your sweet moans were telling him you were close. So was he, and he continued his pace, knowing the longer he drew it out, the sweeter the release would be. It was so close now, your lips moving against him, telling him you were going to cum, telling him not to stop, how close you were, and he could feel the telltale signs as you tightened around him. Just as you tipped over the edge, he moved to follow, balls tightening up in preparation and then–

Nanami's eyes blinked open slowly, vision blurry at first but quickly adjusting as he caught sight of your empty side of the bed. Your pillow was missing, but it took a moment to see that he'd dragged your pillow down into the sheets at some point, squeezed between his legs and pressed up against his cock. He took a deep breath, realizing now that it had only been a dream, that orgasm that he'd been chasing quickly fleeting. He could almost laugh at himself; he wasn't sure the last time he had ever had a wet dream, if ever. And all because he simply missed your touch.

Just thinking of you made his cock twitch, and he realized he was still hard in his pants, aching for relief. The problem with missions was that, even in simple cases, it was sometimes impossible to guess how long one would be gone, especially when it came to teaching the students. He grabbed his phone from the nightstand to check for messages, but the only thing you'd sent him was a quick update from before going in to the veil, and no sign of having come out yet.

Nanami took a moment to consider his options. He could decide to ignore his boner, opting to take a cold shower and move on with his day to complete some errands. Or, and this was the option calling to his body, he could continue with where his dream self left off, humping the pillow to completion. After all, it was already dirtied with what precum had leaked through his pants onto the material, and he knew he'd be thinking of you all day anyway. What was one more item to clean, if it meant a little more peace of mind until your return?

Finally, he settled for the latter, setting his phone down and tossing aside part of the sheets and blanket. He didn't pull his pants down, trying to keep a little of the mess contained, and pressed the pillow closer against himself. It wasn't nearly as satisfying as having you against him, but for now, it would do.

He turned onto his belly again, his cock sandwiched between the pillow and his body, and began to rut his hips one more time. He could feel the waistband of his pants rub against his sensitive head, and he changed the angle of his thrusts to chase that feeling, getting as much friction as he could.

It was harder to build up pleasure awake rather than asleep, now that he was putting his muscles to work, but he tried to remember what happened in his dream. He thought of making love to you, filling you over and over again with his love and his heat, carving his shape into your body. He thought of all the ways you showed him your love, the types of kisses you gave him and how you held him as he pleasured you. And he thought of the way you called his name when you came, how sweet the syllables sounded in your voice, like he was your personal god delivering pleasure unto you.

Eventually, his orgasm started to crest the horizon once more, and he increased his pace. He gripped his own pillow now, fucking hard against the mattress until finally, his cock throbbed hard, oozing cum slowly but surely. He let out small grunts with each throb, humping the pillow a little longer, then finally reached a hand down to squeeze out the last few drops of cum through his pants. Thankfully, his pants had mostly caught his mess, but a small stain had formed on your pillowcase, and Nanami made a mental note to wash it as soon as he could stand.

Relief filled his body and Nanami rolled over, letting his body settle down now. Pillow humping was a first for him, but you always seemed to find new facets of him as your relationship grew closer. Admittedly, it was a little embarrassing, he couldn't be entirely mad; if there was anyone he wanted to dream of, it would always be you. However, his orgasm only served to sate his lust for you, and now he just ached to have you back in his arms. Finally feeling refreshed, he quickly sent out a text to you, telling you that he hoped the mission was going well and for you to be safe on the journey home, before finally starting his day, eager for your return.

#nanami x reader #nanami kento #jujutsu kaisen #jjk smut #nanami smut #spicy minx 🔥#the minx can write ✍️

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cherryxblossxms · 6 months

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Trying to do No Nut November with Lucifer.

[GN reader, not explicit in description but ya know. NNN. 🔞]

When you bring up the idea, you think that he'll just scoff and dismiss it or that he won't be interested, but its worth a shot, right? You don't think much of it when he accepts, really. But he completely turns it around on you the second you start trying to tempt him.

You think you, some weak little human, are going to tempt a devil— one of the Seven Avatars, no less— into succumbing to pleasure?

Granted, he really is truly weak to you and your methods. He'd do most anything to please and pleasure you as much as you desire, his precious human master. He's not always great with his words, so he shows his love and devotion in the way he worships you. But he's also the Avatar of Pride, and he has a reputation and ego to uphold. Who would he be if he didn't try to turn this little game around on you, and see what kind of reactions he can get from you first?

He's not direct or intense about it by any means. He fully intends to have you submit first, but damn does he do it gracefully and with precision. You really don't know what hit you 'til it's too late.

Any normal day, he's stoic, prim and proper, with barely any skin showing. He carries himself more like a priest than a demon. But the second the challenge starts, that all changes. They are tiny changes, not at all significant by normal standards, but it's still enough to get you to rethink your choices.

His cloak suddenly makes less of an appearance, letting you get a good, clear view of his broad shoulders and thin waist. It's unusual to have such an unfettered view of his tall form outside the privacy of his bedroom. His gloves also seem to go on vacation, leaving his bare hands to trace along your cheek or touch the base of your neck, the lack of cloth separation totally throwing you off. Even as he places his hand on your back while walking, you can feel his heat more directly, sending shivers straight up and down your spine.

Lucifer is also well-known for his intense eye contact. Even before entering a true relationship, you'd become familiar with his heated bedroom eyes on occasion (the night you'd made a pact coming to mind...), that rich ruby red that makes your knees so weak. He's always so careful about keeping these expressions restricted to the bedroom, but not anymore, not now. Simply handing you a book that you asked for, making you coffee, helping you put on your coat, he takes pleasure in surprising you with that same private look. You can't help the way it sets off butterflies in your stomach, or gets your heart pounding, because you know what that look usually means. And given the deadly smirk on your lover's face, it's clear he knows exactly how it's affecting you, too.

As each day passes by, he turns up the heat a little bit more. Glancing touches to your body, innocent and accidental at first, but getting more calculated and devious as time goes on. Little slips of innuendos into his speech, making you think it's a mistake at first until you see the way he's looking at you. He certainly doesn't miss the way his words make your brain short-circuit, because he has it all memorized what you like and how you like it.

His kisses are a little bit too long, a little too deep and intimate. He always loves kissing you, and it's often a quick segue into more exciting events between you two, so it's easy for him to get lost in his objective when he uses this tactic. But he can look past the deep ache in his groin when he sees the needy look in your eyes and the way you stare at his lips for more.

And of course, bedtime isn't safe, either. He's a cuddler in private, you knew that already, but that just makes him more dangerous as the initially innocent touches and cuddling starts to heat up in the sheets. He knows just the way to touch you to rile you up, long fingers that trace along your body and across the most sensitive peaks, and it almost delights him how frustrated you get when it leads... nowhere. He's struggling too, don't misunderstand, but he's determined to win this damn challenge... or at least, outlast you.

By the end, whether that's the end of the month or simply the end of your limit, you're both trembling creatures of need. It's all a battle of wills and Lucifer puts up a good fight, so it's impossible to tell who will win or who will fold, but it's sure to be an explosive conclusion either way.

Before meeting you, Lucifer wouldn't have given a second thought to this silly human challenge. He has better things to put his time and energy into, he's a busy demon. But something about teasing you, testing each other's limits and seeing those rare expressions on your face, suddenly he can't say that he minds it too much. In fact, he can't wait to see how you will fare next year...

#lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #lucifer thirsts #spicy minx 🔥#inspired by a thirst post on twitter askint which of the boys would be the worst for during nnn #lucifer won the poll and the thoughts they posted were so right #this became long what happened...

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cherryxblossxms · 1 year

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Masturbation May - Day 3a: In the Shower (Simeon)

A/N: Simeon was suggested by an anonymous sender! I'm always in between praise kink and degradation kink for Simeon and decided to make this one sweet and spicy~ Just some needy Simeon remembering his lover's dear words.

Featuring: GN reader || Simeon x reader

Warnings: masturbation; use of showerhead, use of soap as lube (don't do that); praise kink, anal play/fingering, overstimulation, double the cumshot

Word count: 1690

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Simeon was always enamored with everything about you; he could spend hours looking at your smile, holding your hand, baking things together with you, and listening to you talk. But one of his biggest guilty pleasures was when you praised him, the serotonin boost instantaneous— along with his boner.

The discovery of a praise kink was purely accidental. The first time it happened, Simeon felt like his brain had shut down. The words "you're so pretty" had escaped your lips after you two took a couple's selfie during a date. It was like time had stood still, his mind working overtime to realize what you'd said, that you had said it about him, to him, and that you thought of him that way. You had to take a moment of calling his name to gather his wits and snap him out of it.

It was just a casual slip of words, but neither of you could have predicted the effect it would have on Simeon. It wasn't the first time you'd ever complimented him, but most of your compliments were on his skills, and the times that they weren't, they weren't quite as blunt, either. But maybe your directness was why he had felt his whole body heat up, his cheeks burning especially, trying to figure out how to accept it.

Since that enlightening moment, you would experiment with it a little in the bedroom, and the effect it had on him was clear then. His blue eyes burning with lust and his cock rock hard, it was like a switch was flipped and he couldn't hold himself back anymore. Once you started on the compliments, he'd practically pounce on you, ready and eager to deliver all the pleasure to you he could.

Sometimes it was a struggle for Simeon to accept how he felt about discovering this kink. It felt like some strange mixture of lewd and wholesome that he couldn't quite comprehend. Although he was no stranger to sex even before meeting you, his prior encounters hadn't felt like this, didn't seem to touch his soul the way you did. Maybe that was why your praise affected him so much, to the point he still thought of your words hours after you two had been intimate, getting him excited again, unable to stay still.

That's what was affecting him now, memories of your earlier tumble in the sheets haunting him as he tried to write in his room. He could hear your sweet voice, repeating the words you'd said to him as his face was buried between your thighs, telling him what a good boy he was, how he was so good at pleasing you, what a hard worker he was. He always prided himself on his work ethic, so just imagining the double meaning in your words made his ears burn.

He'd been struggling against an erection for a while now, unable to get more than 10 words onto the page before he had to accept it wasn't going away on its own. Figuring a cool shower might help, he quickly left his seat and stripped down, getting instant relief as his dick sprung out from its confines.

Unfortunately, the cold water only helped a little, moreso just providing a cooling balm to his heated skin rather than helping his erection. It was determined to stay, twitching eagerly against his leg, and Simeon finally had to accept that the only way he'd get past this was to just sate his desires himself. Shutting the water off, he lathered up some soap across his body, and as he did, he slipped a hand down and wrapped a soapy hand around his shaft, stroking lightly.

The slipperiness of the soap was such a different sensation from simply using lotion or lube, and combined with the instant relief he felt of the pressure, it was enough to make Simeon's knees buckle. He quickly sat down before he'd hurt himself and continued stroking, dark lashes fluttering shut as he gave in to the pleasure. Now that he stopped resisting, more memories of your tryst came to his mind.

He could almost feel your fingers carding through his hair, hear your honeyed words in his ear and your lips against his neck. He wanted you there with him, needed to feel you to fully sate his appetite, but he could never interrupt your schedule just for this (even if you'd assured him time and time again that you often felt the same way). Simeon simply swallowed and continued, dreaming of the next time he could indulge in your presence, soft whimpers leaving trembling lips.

Without you around, the stroking wasn't nearly enough. Even though Simeon knew it wouldn't be the same without your touch, he decided to try something else you seemed to have the skillful touch for. Using his free hand, he slid a hand down past his crotch, tentative fingers gently pressing against his taint. The soap made it slippery, and it was easy to rub circles with one of his fingers between his hole and his taint, shivering a little.

Slowly, he eased in one of his slender fingers, his aching cock temporarily forgotten as he imagined it was your hand helping him. Whenever you topped, it was almost magical the way you hit all his best spots when either pounding him or fingering him, and it left him craving it again and again. After a moment of fingering, he slid in a second finger, enjoying the slight stretch it gave him. He was thankful, then, for his long writer's fingers, as it made it easy to reach a particularly sensitive spot inside himself, despite the awkward angle. As soon as he touched it, his cock jumped in his hand.

Simeon was openly moaning now, quickly becoming a leaky mess as he started working his one hand again on his shaft while the fingers of his other hand continued pressing up against his spot. He was so desperate for release, ready to jump over the pleasurable ledge and finally relieve himself of this overwhelming need.

He pictured you helping him again, stroking his thighs as he practically fucked his fist. You always seemed to know exactly what to say, and he could practically hear your lovely voice telling him how hard-working he is, how you want him to cum, that he deserves it. His favorite is when you tell him how pretty he looks when he cums, the way he trembles in your arms and mouth is open in a constant "O".

Just then, his thoughts were interrupted as he heard an outside door slam shut, Solomon's voice calling out to see if anyone was home. The release he was chasing was quickly fleeting, and Simeon knew if he didn't cum now, he'd lose his mind, not to mention he was sure to die of embarrassment if Solomon were to find out what he was doing.

He quickly scooched forward and turned on the shower again, hoping that the sound would drown out both his desperate noises and also encourage Solomon to move on, that he was simply in the middle of something. As the spray of water hit his legs from the angle the showerhead was dangling, an idea came to mind.

He quickly rinsed off most of the soap on his body, still sitting down, then worked his fingers back into his hole as he angled the showerhead against the upper part of his shaft, letting it rest back against his abdomen. The warmth and pressure of the water was much different from his hand, but not having to think about the feel of his own hand was much better than expected. As he pressed up against his spot once more, he angled the water against his frenulum and almost moaned out loud.

Closing his eyes, he imagined that instead of the showerhead, it was your tongue that was pleasuring him, lapping at his frenulum again and again, telling him how good he tasted and how you couldn't wait to swallow him. It was almost embarrassing how quickly that pushed him towards his release, and after a few moments of fantasizing about your tongue and lips on his cock, Simeon came hard.

He quickly bit his lip to prevent his moans from escaping, and his body shook hard as a hot stream of cum dribbled from his cock, visibly twitching against him with each pump of cum. It pooled on his lower stomach, Simeon wasn't sure he had ever released this much cum by himself before. The sensation of the water was quickly becoming too much, but Simeon continued using it, chasing every bit of pleasure he could manage even as he moved into overstimulation.

Despite the overwhelming sensations, he began to pump his fingers into his hole now, seeking more stimulus. It was like he couldn't stop, wishing more than anything that it was you helping him along, helping him achieve this glorious high. Finally, his thoughts scattered as his orgasm crashed over him again, and he couldn't help but grunt as his cum shot out, covering his chest and upper stomach this time. He quickly removed his fingers and the showerhead from him now, watching his cock jump again and again long after the stimulation had ceased.

He took a moment to catch his breath, and once he'd gathered his wits together, he stood on shaky legs and rinsed off his cum from his body, cleaning the rest of the way. It was like a weight had lifted from his shoulders, the way he felt really, truly relaxed now and his mind was cleared. Simeon knew you were one of a kind, but it really was no joke how you changed around his life, particularly his sex life.

Now that he was free of distractions, he could focus on his writing again, suddenly full of ideas. But he made sure to make a mental note to indulge in you as often as you were willing, if only for his sanity and to properly thank you for the ways you'd opened him up to new discoveries.

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