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Hot Days

Roy Harper x reader

It’s June in Texas and my ac went out and the apartment is based on a place I used to live.

Warning: smut, oh god they were roommates.

Roy was trying to be a good man. He really was. But goddamn if you didn’t make it hard. He tried everything to not think about you. You were his roommate.

Roy hated using Oliver’s money. So he didn’t. He had a complicated relationship with his mentor but that meant that Roy didn’t have a ton of funds. So that’s how he ended up in frankly the smallest 2 bedroom apartment he’d ever seen.

There was one sink with a wooden panel divider that separated the sink from the shower and toilet room. This made interesting bathroom privacy. He had a window in his bedroom that was so close to the next building, Roy could probably touch it. And the tiny iron elevator that creaked left much to be desired when Roy moved in.

He had picked the place online and knew that he had a roommate with perfect rent paying history and that’s all Roy cared about. But when he carried in his mattress to be introduced to you, he was smitten.

You were a nice roommate, quiet, clean, paid your bills. But Roy couldn’t keep his mind off of you. The way you looked when you had ran up the stairs, when you offered him tea every time you made it, when you did yoga in the living room. He had gone to his room for some ‘alone time’ when you came in with a soaked white t shirt in a sudden spring rain storm. His thoughts about your hard nipples visible through the see through material as he fisted his cock.

Why didn’t Roy try anything with you? He was popular with women. But Roy was trying to be a good person. He wanted to live somewhere for more than a few months, pay his bills, and then find a better place when he saved up a little money for him and Lian.

Lian would stay over often. You usually tried to stay out of their way when she was over. She slept in Roy’s room. But you loved her. She was a sweetheart with a good right hook and the most precocious 5 year old you’d ever met. And so you would rarely join them in a movie night.

And when Lian wasn’t there, Roy stayed busy. He was always working on something if he was home at all. Soldering irons were commonly used on different kinds of small devices he worked on. Roy was a tough guy. You’d seen him with plenty black eyes and busted lips. You’d just assumed he was a hothead in Gotham.

You’d also seen him in some of the most compromising positions. On your couch with his hand in his pants, with a woman on her knees in the shower, and more than countable times with someone in his bed. He had a healthy sex life. You couldn’t blame him. He was hot. You couldn’t even blame him for getting caught.

Roy had caught you, or more heard, you in the shower with your vibrator more than once. He’d laugh and tell you to “have fun” or “get another one for me.” You’d considered more than once of offering for him to join you but you never did. A good roommate that paid their bills and weren’t creepy were worth their weight in gold. Everything was great.

And then June hit and the raining stopped and sun came out and it got hot. You could see the heat off the pavement. And your poor little air conditioner went out. On a Friday. And your landlord apologized but said that Monday OR Tuesday was the earliest someone would come fix it.

“Tuesday? I’m supposed to have Lian all weekend and it’s 84 in here,” Roy said with a groan. “I’ll have to cancel because she’ll be miserable,” he said with a sigh.

“Yep, we’ll be miserable all right. I feel like I’m going to melt right now,” you said sitting in front of a fan.

Roy spent the next 2 hours looking and messing with the air conditioner before conceding defeat. There was a part that needed to be replaced by an AC specialist. And so you both sweat and tried to ignore the heat for 3 hours. And it worked. For a while.

“God it’s hot,” you said. “Sorry to be a bad roommate but my room is even worse and I have to,” you said before unstrapping your bra and tossing it in your room. Roy gulped and stared at the tv but his attention was definitely on your breasts and how nice they looked in your tank top.

“You don’t have to wear a bra for me, sweetheart,” Roy says. You gave him a side eye.

“Eyes are up here, Harper,” you said before the doorbell buzzed. “That’s pizza!” You hurried to the door and opened it to a pizza boy holding 3 boxes.

“Hiyah,” he said staring at your breasts obviously. Roy stood behind you with his arms crossed intimidatingly and cleared his throat. “Sorry! Sorry. Uh... that’ll be $23.46,” the kid said with wide eyes. You paid him and he hurried to leave.

“Protecting my honor? Not really your thing,” you commented grabbing a plate.

“Teaching the kid some manners.” Roy leaned against the counter with a slice in hand.

“Really? You don’t have much room to talk,” you said dryly fanning yourself with some paper napkins.

“I do,” he protested.

“Really?” You said and you did a little jump and Roy’s eyes couldn’t leave your chest.

“Okay, that’s not fair. Of course I gotta look when they’re bouncing all perfect,” Roy said.

“Failed,” you teased. Roy scoffed.

“So serious question, why don’t you ever bring anyone back here?” Roy asked. “Cuz I mean you’re hot and you clearly like orgasms.”

“Wow, this place is definitely too small to be private,” you said flushing. “You should not know that.”

“I pretty much know every time you pull out little Dickie and go to town,” he confirmed and you sputtered a little. “But you also know everything I do so... why don’t you bring anyone home?”

“Besides the fact that I have an attractive male roommate that likes to scare guys off?” You offered.

“Yeah.”

“I’m boring. I work a lot and don’t have time to meet guys at the club or whatever and online dating in Gotham seems like a good way to die,” you said with a shrug. You held your coke can to your face and closed your eyes.

“Okay valid,” Roy conceded. His eyes tracked the way you slid the can across your cheek and down your throat leaving a wet trail. You glistened with sweat and honestly he was having a hard time not staring.

“I’m going to climb in the fridge. Just gently shut the door behind me,” you joked and Roy’s mind flashed to how unfunny this joke would be around a certain Titan friend.

“I’ll join you,” he said taking a huge gulp from a water bottle. Was possible to die from sweating?? Or thirst?

You opened the freezer and held your face in the door before grabbing an ice cube. You pressed it to your cheek and across your forehead. Now maybe Roy was just horny but he could have sworn the way you ran it across your neck and collar was purposefully sexy. Roy couldn’t help but track the movement. Fuck that was hot. You took the cube in your lips and sucked the water off.

Roy had it. He couldn’t handle it anymore. He walked over to you and cupped your face in his hands. “I hope you don’t mind,” he said before kissing your lips.

They were slightly cold from the ice cube that was melting in your mouth. You gasped and Roy slipped his tongue in to move the cube in your mouth. It was a sensation you had never had before, an icy cube and hot tongue moving at the same time. You whimpered at the sensation.

Roy wrapped his arms around your back and pulled you closer. Your hands rested on his chest. How was he this fit? Fuck his chest was like a rock, you noted as you ran your hands across his pecs. Roy finally pulled back to rest his forehead against yours when his lungs felt like they were going to explode.

“I really hope you don’t mind,” he mumbled with his eyes closed. If he didn’t open his eyes, then you hadn’t told him no yet.

“I far from mind,” you said taking a finger and pulling his chin up to kiss you again. “Really don’t mind,” you said between kisses, pulling him to your room. You let Roy push you on the mattress and crawl over you. His lips found your throat and Roy kissed down the glistening skin that he had been admiring for so long. His hands cupped your breasts and he rubbed your nipples through your thin tank top.

You pulled at his t shirt and Roy sat back on his knees to pull it off. You pulled your shirt off too and Roy groaned at the sight. “Fuck doll, your tits,” he said before making it his mission to touch every spot with his tongue.

“Fuck! Roy!” You gasped grasping his back as he took a nipple in his mouth and giving it a vicious suck. You arched into his touch and Roy loved the way you writhed beneath him before he had even touched between your legs. His hand moved down to cup your pussy just as you tried to take off his belt.

“You got a condom in here, Princess?” He asked.

“Uh, top drawer,” you said and he got up to find them. You pulled off the rest of your clothes.

“Found Dickie,” he said waving your vibrator around. “Cute. Maybe next time,” Roy winked. You rolled your eyes. He walked to you as he kicked off his pants and when he went to pull off his boxers you sat up and stopped him. “If you don’t want to-“

“I want to,” you said. “But I want to take it off.”

Roy hummed approval as you cupped his very erect cock through his pants. He playfully bent and ran his fingers through your folds. “Fuck babydoll, you’re practically drippin.”

“Roy,” you whined and he laughed before inhaling quickly as you pushed his boxers down and wrapped your fingers around him. You stroked him a few times before putting the condom on.

“Lay back,” he said with a wink. “And I’ll make you feel good.”

You wrapped your legs around his hips and pulled him close. The head of his cock pressed against your entrance. Roy kissed you once before pushing in. You arched into his touch. He sat for a second to enjoy just how tight you gripped him.

“Fucking move,” you breathed and he chuckled before roughly thrusting. “Yes,” you said roughly. Roy sat a rough pace and enjoyed the show of you moaning and writhing beneath him.

Roy pushed one of your knees up to your chest and you threw your head back with your mouth making a cute little silent o shape. He could watch this all day. “Right there,” you whined.

“Fuck, really? It’s been that long hu?” He teased.

“Shut the fuck up, Harper,” you said but the way you were gripping the sheets and leaning into his touch said otherwise. Roy gripped one of your tits and you made a strangled cry before clenching around him. He grinned and watched you come apart. It was rare for him to be able to enjoy his partner’s orgasm without his own close behind it. Roy slowed down as you came down from your high.

“Baby, if I knew you needed it that bad,” he cooed and you smacked his shoulder. “Can I give you another one?” Roy pressed the other leg up to where you felt incredibly exposed but the places he was hitting had you not caring in the least. Your thighs shook after a while and Roy really hoped that meant you were close. You grabbed your own tits and leaned your head back. Roy groaned as you clenched around him. This time you whimpered out his name on repeat as you came. Roy let go almost immediately and filled the condom. His thrusts were rough and deep and he groaned. He laid on you and gave you a sloppy kiss before pulling out to throw away the condom.

Roy came back in the bed and kissed you again before maneuvering you on his chest. You both were disgusting and covered in sweat in the insanely hot room. It was probably 90 in the damn thing.

“I should have done that ages ago,” Roy muttered. You slapped his pec and he jumped. “Hey, I’m just saying. You’re dynamite in the sack, babe.”

“God, you’d be a 10 if you’d just shut up, Harper,” you said with an eye roll before closing your eyes. 2 orgasms made you sleep, what can you say? He laughed.

“I’ll remember that next time.”

“Next time?” You asked looking at him with one eye open.

“Sure,” he said. “Unless ol’ Dickie really does it for yah. But I get the feeling he just doesn’t cut it.”

“Shhh,” you said putting your hand over his mouth. “Don’t ruin it with your mouth.”

“You could always put my mouth to work,” he said lewdly.

“Don’t tempt me. Don’t tempt me.”

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Masterlist

This is no where near done but it’s a good start

DC Masterlist

Smut 🔥

Fluff 🥰

Angst 😭

Dick Grayson/Nightwing

Valentine’s Day

Only One Bed 🔥

Sex Pollen🔥

Dick x Reader x Kori 🔥

A Little Box

Family Picture Day 🥰

The Littlest Bodyguard 🥰😭

Appreciative 🔥

Jason Todd/Red Hood

Peeping Between the stacks 🔥

Dead Clown 🔥😭

Late Night Thing 🔥

Last Night Thing 🔥

Scared 😭🥰

Grotesque

Fit to be Tied 🔥🥰

Sex Pollen🔥

Muscle Cramps 🔥

Distracted Reading 🔥

Dad!Jason at the park🥰

Screaming 😭

A Little Video 🔥

High sex 🔥

Stealing food blurb

Bratty 🔥

Tim Drake/Red Robin

A Few Kisses

(Series) the Maid pt 1

Only One Bed 🔥

Ghost😭😂

Texas Sun 🔥🥰

Stay home 🔥

Sex Pollen🔥

Loving Tim 🔥

Praise Kink 🔥

High sex 🔥

Shift change 🥰

Workaholic 🔥

First Apartment 🔥

Lingua Franca 🥰

Damian Wayne/Robin

A Date to Remember 😭🥰

The Bridge 😭

Holiday Party🥰

ephemeral

In the Darkness😭

Out of the Darkness😭

X kitten!reader blurbs one two 🥰

X short chubby reader 🥰

The Farm (X Jon Kent) 🥰

Cassandra Cain

Cleaning Up 🥰

Bruce Wayne/Batman

Sex Pollen 🔥

Confession and a gun 🥰

Roy Harper/Arsenal

New Place🥰

Tainted Rain 🔥 (sex pollen)

Hot Days 🔥

Been Awhile 🔥

Garth of Shayeris/Tempest

Night Swim 🥰

Gill Gunk 🥰

Kyle Rayner/ Green Lantern

Intergalactic Superhero 🥰

Work Calls 🥰

Kon Kent

Dating him headcanon

The Batboys

Lingerie🔥

Sexy Teasing🔥

Making out🥰

Pregnancy scare😭🥰

First Time Falling Asleep🥰

How the Batboys Sleep🥰

How They are Thirst Traps 🔥

Under a Spell (sex pollen part 1) 🔥

Dressed in the 90s

Their houses

Seduced 🔥

Switch/dom/sub🔥

Kisses

Kissing as a Distraction

Partner with a high sex drive 🔥

New Years Eve

Boxing Day

Self Care 🥰

Trash TV 🥰

Playing board/computer games one two three

If they find out about x reader fanfic

For your birthday

Period hornE 🔥

Adventure in inter-dimensional babysitting 🥰

Orange theory classes 🥰

Work out clothes 🥰

Their friend getting their sister pregnant 4 stories in one 🥰🔥

Shifter AU

Shifting Together (Jason Todd) 🥰

Shift change (Tim drake) 🥰

Reverse Robin Au Tim first

Rise of Batboy and Spoiler 🥰

Baby bird 🥰

Asks about this dc au best

Marvel Masterlist

Bucky Barnes

Peter Parker

Sam Wilson

About me

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Tainted Rain

Roy harper x reader

Summary/warning: smut, aphrodisiac involved

It was pouring out. This was pretty normal for Gotham. You felt lucky that it was actually semi warm rain instead of cold as usual. You had somehow gotten yourself in the situation of needing to ride on a bus at midnight and you hurried to the usually empty bus stop. Your umbrella had been ripped to shreds in the last large rain and you sorely missed it as your clothing was drenched.

You rain the last block to the shelter in the blinding pour. You ran directly into a solid body that grabbed you to steady you. His umbrella slipped from his shoulder before he caught it.

“Oh god, I’m sorry,” you said embarrassed. He smiled and you could see red hair peeking out from under the hood of his jacket.

“It’s okay. Not every day a pretty lady runs into you,” he said with a laugh. You smiled shyly. He moved his umbrella to keep the rain from your face. “I’m Roy,” he said holding out his hand. You shook it and told him your name.

“You’re freezing, here have my jacket,” he said already shoving it off his shoulders.

“You don’t have-“ you started before the warm material covered your shoulders. The wind had picked up and it had gotten a little cooler in the night. It smelled nicely like leather and cologne.

You looked over at Roy to thank him and you couldn’t help but look him over. He had a white t shirt that was plastered to his body from the rain and showed off every muscle in his arms and chest, which were many. God, how does one get such muscular arms? Even the silvery traces of scars across them looked handsome. Roy noticed your appraisal of him and he smirked.

“Are you checking me out?” He teased and you quickly looked at his face.

“What?! No- I mean, uh,” you stammered and he grinned widely.

“Really? Because that’s a shame. You’re very pretty,” he said and you flushed. “I hope you don’t mind me saying so.” His accent wasn’t strong but certainly wasn’t Gotham.

“Do you- ah do you know when the next train will be here?” You asked rubbing the back of your neck. He certainly was handsome.

“Should be here any minute but it’s Gotham so 20 minutes? 2 hours? Not tonight?” He said and you frowned. “But probably in the next 20 minutes,” Roy added and you nodded.

Thunder clapped loudly and you jumped towards Roy with a little squeak. “You’re okay,” he said as you leaned even closer at each boom of thunder. His hand tentatively ran across your back to comfort you and you shrieked as the next lighting up the area before making a loud booming noise. You buried your head into his chest and you felt surrounded by this kind stranger as he hugged you.

“You don’t like storms, hu?” He asked kindly. You didn’t look up at first but you froze when you did. He looked down at you before glancing at your lips and back to your eyes. The smile had dropped from his face to be replaced with a different look, want. You stared at his pretty green eyes lit in the light of another strike of lightning. You pushed even closer to him on instinct. His arms wrapped around you a little tighter and you were pressed tight against his body.

You leaned your face up a little with your lips slightly parted. Roy licked his lips instinctively. You tilted your head even more towards him and there was no question that you leaned towards his lips and Roy bent to capture yours.

His lips were warm and soft and he tasted like some kind of fruity gum. One hand moved to cup your face and you could feel the rough callused pads of his fingers but it wasn’t unpleasant. His tongue gently probed your mouth and you could help a little whimper that escaped your mouth.

Roy was emboldened by this and pulled you tight by the hip. You reached up and threaded your fingers in his hair, gently pulling him closer. Roy groaned and followed you by bending more towards you to kiss deeper in your mouth. God, you were like teenagers disgustingly making out in a bus stop. If water wasn’t already everywhere in the rain, it would have been the sloppiest kissing of your life.

You pulled Roy closer by the hips and rubbed against him. He gasped and rocked against you and you could feel that he was hard. Were you both so shameless to dry hump in a bus stop of all places?

“We need to find somewhere,” Roy panted. You nodded.

“But the bus..”

“Fuck the bus. Come on,” he said grabbing your hand and pulling you back in the rain. Your nerves felt alive. You could feel every head of water on your body. You pulled him into kisses and touches as you raced down an alley towards an empty apartment. It was one of his lesser used safe houses.

He barely opened the door before you pushed yourself on him. Roy happily picked you up and carried you to the bed. Your wet clothes were pulled off along the way. “Fuck yeah,” he breathed as you stuck your hand in his pants to pull out his dick. He mimicked you and slid his hand in your pants to finger you as you stroked him.

“I really hope you have condoms,” you said. Roy nodded and grabbed some off his dresser to dump on the bed as you both pulled your last bit of clothes off. There was very little he kept in this apartment but protection he kept everywhere. Already had an unplanned pregnancy, didn’t want another.

You took one and rolled it along his length before you pushed Roy to his back on the bed. You straddled him and sunk down in one smooth move. He gripped your thighs and exhaled loudly.

“Fuck, baby you look good above me,” he said playing with your tits. You started moving making little whines and whimpers as you’d bounced. You’d honestly never been so horny in your life. All you wanted was his dick buried in you. Your hips just couldn’t keep up and you made little frustrated noises.

“Switch,” he suggested and you nodded, eagerly flipping on your back. Roy ran a hand up your stomach and between your breasts in appreciation before bending over you. He pulled your hips towards him and you gasped into a laugh. The head of his dick rubbed against your inner thigh and you tried to push him inside you.

“Roy,” you whined and he grinned before pushing in. He sat a rough pace with his hips snapping against you roughly. “Yeah,” you moaned, finally getting it the way you wanted. “Right there,” you breathed and he nodded.

“Fuck you feel amazing wrapped around me. Look good too,” he groaned. You keened at his praise. It didn’t take either of you long before you both came together. Roy slowly pulled out to throw away the condom and before he could even climb back in bed you were already reaching for him again for round 2. You went through many of his condoms that night.

The next morning Roy sat at the counter with the coffee he had delivered for you both as the tv played the news.

“And in other news: a mild form of sex pollen was found to have contaminated the rain over these neighborhood.” Roy looked up to see that his current address was one of them. Fuck, that explains a lot. “The effects were mildly aphrodisiac and the effects disappeared with 2 to 4 hours of last exposure. Batman and the GCPD sprayed the area with an antidote in the early morning. We’re currently unsure if it was an attack or accident and who was responsible. We will update you as we know more.”

“That explains a lot,” you said in the doorway to his room. You wore one of Roy’s sweater that covered you to mid thigh. He noted hickeys on your throat and inner thighs. He’s been a little rough.

“Yeah, coffee?” Roy offered and you happily took it. “Does that bother you?” He asked carefully. Consent was a little iffy with a magical aphrodisiac in the equation.

“No. I mean, yes. Gotham is so shitty. But I don’t regret last night,” you said shyly. Roy nodded with a smile.

“It was pretty great,” he said.

“Yeah for sure. Nothing like it,” you admitted.

“Probably the rain,” Roy reminded you.

“Yeah,” you said sitting down the cup and standing up. Roy looked at you confused. “But we’ll never find out without trying it again. For science.”

Roy’s mouth curled in a lazy grin. “Mmm I think we should definitely try it again,” he said pulling you towards him and you straddled him on the stool.

“Um hmmm. I think we have all day,” you said huskily before reaching between his legs.

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#44 with Roy Harper/Arsenal

44. Sitting on the other's lap

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“Don’t take this the wrong way, but you’re not a bushel of feathers, Roy.”

He made a dramatic noise, spreading back over her as he cried, “You’re calling me fat!”

“I did not say you were fat,” she scowled. “I just said you’re not feathers.”

“That means you were indirectly calling me fat!” Roy shimmied in her lap, turning until his legs were over her knees and his arm was around her shoulders, his chin propped on her head. “You don’t love me!”

She rolled her eyes. “You are such a big-ass baby, Roy Harper.”

“See! You did it again! You called me big!”

“I will push you off my lap.” She threatened, then reached out and pinched his stomach.

“Are you pinching my fat?” he whimpered and she snickered.

“No…I’m pinching your fat roll.”

“I AM NOT FAT! EVERYONE HAS ROLLS WHEN THEY SIT DOWN!”

“Jason’s stomach doesn’t.”

Roy stilled, pulling away until he could look at her beneath that stupid ball cap. “When have you felt up on Jason’s abs?”

“Well, that’s for me to know and for you to never know.”

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roy harper imagine | you get hurt

masterlist | request an imagine | wattpad

words: 814

warnings: blood. cringy fluff and a little angst. also I don’t watch arrow so idk if this is any good, sorry!

prompt: [requested by @writingfromheaven ] the reader gets hurt really badly/on the edge of dying because one of the bad guys knew that for some reason she was important to Arsenal. Roy is in despair and then when the reader makes it it’s super fluffy and everything

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Dinner and a Show | O.Q

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Pairing: Oliver Queen x fem!reader, (Platonic) Team Arrow x fem!reader:

Request: “You should have a part 2 [To In Through The Window, Out Through The Door] where they’re all unconscious except Oliver, and he just watches her as the reader cares for them. And she doesn’t know he’s awake, so when reader js cooking dinner again, he silently walks into the kitchen, sits at the counter on a stool, and says something. The reader jumps becuz they didnt know he was awake and end up spilling food all over their white shirt. 👀 Their shirt is see through now and reader has to take a shower, comes out smelling like fresh flowers. Reader finishes dinner while making small talk with Oliver (Green Arrow) and then the rest of the team wake up to dinner on the table, and Oliver and Reader already eating (with masks on, of course)And then Diggle or someone is like “Save some for us.” And dig into the food and its really good.“ | Requested by @ciarrauchiha

A/N: This doesn’t really fit in the timeline after the first or second fic. But it takes place in the same universe as the two. Also, I’m not sure if the requester meant for the guys to be unconscious as in injured or just asleep or whatever, but I decided to make them just sleeping since I feel like it wouldn’t make much sense for all of them to go to the reader’s apartment instead of a hospital. But I would definitely like to write an injured!Oliver x reader if anyone’s interested.

Summary: An accident at dinner leaves you and the Green Arrow wishing that you cooked more often.

Warnings: Shirtlessness

Word Count: ~1.5k

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You didn’t expect to find yourself in the situation again, especially not so similar to the first. But alas, there you were, cooking what recently became a four-person dinner, while the city’s infamous vigilantes were passed out in your living room.

However this time, they had chosen to rest by their own will, wanting to take a break from the field without going all the way back to their hideout. And before you knew it, they were sleeping peacefully on your couch, still suited-up.

There wasn’t much else you could do while they snoozed, so you opted to continue with your evening that was mostly uninterrupted despite the three guests you would now cater to.

Going through the motions of the spaghetti you had prepared for yourself a million times before, you became immersed in the scent of tomato sauce and italian seasoning, not noticing the stirring behind you.

Turning to pick up the strainer, you were immediately faced with the Emerald Archer himself, barely five feet away and silently observing you.

Slightly jumping in surprise at his close and quiet presence, you gasped while placing a hand over your beating heart to calm yourself. And in the back of your mind, you felt a sense of deja vu.

“Oh my gosh,” you breathed, “You need a bell.”

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Can you write headcanons on what Lucifer Morningstar would be like as a Sugar Daddy?

Sugar Daddy Hc w/ Lucifer Morningstar

❧ WARNINGS: errors I missed, sugar daddy themes, sugar baby themes, sexual content, 18+

❧ AUTHORS NOTE: I DO NOT give consent/permission for my work to be copied and pasted on other platforms, however, I highly encourage feedback, likes, reblogs, and comments.

I am hundred per cent sure he would have a sexual relationship with his sugar baby.

Even though sex isn’t part of being a sugar daddy/baby, mainly it is just about money.

But with Lucifer it is different. He would give you money and you.

Though him and you have sex he definitely doesn’t want you to think you have to have sex or give him a blow job, etc to get money.

Of course, he would want you hundred per cent on board with the sex agreement, he doesn’t want to pressure you into it or think you want to get your allowance if you don’t be intimate with him.

If you didn’t want any sexual relationship with him that is a hundred per cent okay. He would still want to be your friend.

If you ask for money he will give it to you. No questions asked, he wouldn’t ask for sexual favours or chores in return.

Lucifer would have an allowance for you every week, a lot of times he would give you extra.

He would often buy you gifts.

Taking you on shopping sprees if that is your thing.

If you are in college/university then he will pay for your tuition fees and other things.

If you want to study, he will encourage you to study. If you use the excuse of money, he will say he is your sugar daddy he will take care of it.

Lucifer loves spoiling you. Whether that is giving you a lot of money, taking you to fancy restaurants or restaurants, bars, buying you expensive things, even non-expensive things, essentials, getting you groceries or filling your car up with gas.

A couple of times he tried to buy you a new car, but you were content with the one you currently had. So, if you ever want to modify it, he will happily give you the money for it.

Lucifer would never question you on how or what you spend the money on.

Spending a lot of time together.

The both of you would try to impress each other, either by wearing sext outfits or showing off.

Being honest with each other, checking in on each other.

Lucifer making you feel special. Going all out on special occasions, and vice versa.

Deep conversations with each other.

Always listening to each other.

Plus Lucifer likes to comfort you when you are feeling down, as you like to comfort him.

Seeing his devil face and accepting him.

Giving each other advice.

Watching movies/tv shows.

Being supportive of each other.

Going on vacations. Plus, road trips.

The relationship between Lucifer and you turns into something more.

Even sexual intercourse with him would change.

It becomes more sensual and softer, full of love.

If the both of you aren’t intimate already then Lucifer and you would be now.

Lucifer couldn’t hold the feelings he had for you back any longer.

After the two of you made love, you noticed it was different from usual. He took his time. Making sure he paid attention to each part of your body.

Lucifer took a hold of your hand, as the both of you recovered. Breathing heavily. Covered in sweat.

His grip on your hand tightened.

“I don’t want to be your sugar daddy,” Lucifer spoke. Your heart dropped at his words.

Lucifer took a deep breath before speaking again. He turned his head to the side to look at you. You were avoiding his gaze.

“I want us to be more than that, I want us to be together as a couple,” Lucifer spoke again.

Your heart sped up. You turned to look at him. Feeling flustered and relieved.

“I want that too,” You spoke. Though your words came out in a jumble. Lucifer understood.

A joyful smile graced his lips. Making your heart swell with joy.

Lucifer leaned his forehead against yours. His eyes stare into yours.

“You are so beautiful, and you are all mine,” He spoke. Making you let out a small giggle. Lucifer’s other hand cupped the side of your face.

Closing the distance between him and you. His lips pressed against yours passionately…

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Lucifer x teen!reader - you deserve more

I love your writing could you do one where Child Reader who's in a bad family (i.e. they ignore her as she was the last child the couple had) and Lucifer, knowing full well what it's like to be abandoned by family takes her under his wings and becomes a parental figure (bonus points if the social worker owes Lucifer a few favours for helping them with their problems) - Anon💜

TW: talk and mentioned about abusive family!

You were sitting in the interrogation room, playing a game on your phone as you waited for the officers to come and speak to you.

When the door opened, you flicked your eyes up at them and stuffed your phone back in your pocket watching as the detective and her partner came walking in.

“How’re you feeling (Y/N)?” She smiled.

You gave a small shrug and watched very carefully as they sat down in front of you.

“We tried to get in contact with your parents, they didn’t pick up. Any idea where they may be?” She asked.

“Yeah, at home ignoring their phones.” You replied.

You pulled your phone back out and showed them the texts you had been sending asking your parents to come down the the station to pick up you.

They had read all of them, but just never replied.

“Well we’ll try again after the interview if you don’t mind.” Lucifer smiled.

You gave another shrug and set your phone aside.

“Do you recognise this man?” Chloe asked.

You looked at the photo she slid across the table and nodded your head.

“Yeah. Homeless guy, he’s let me sleep in his tent a few times, really nice. I buy him food when I’ve been locked out.”

You didn’t really think about what you were saying, after all, to you it was completely normal so you thought it would have been normal for them.

“Locked out?” Lucifer asked.

“Yeah I’ve I’m not home from work by a certain time I get locked out.”

“Does that happen often?” Chloe asked.

“Every night shift, so many two times a week.”

They nodded their heads and quickly changed the subject, asking you a few more questions about your homeless friend before they said you were free to go.

Grabbing your phone you looked at the time and sighed to yourself as you started to walk towards the lobby.

“Are your parents here?” Lucifer asked.

“No sir. It’s last curfew so I’m going to head down to the abandoned car park, that’s where the homeless kids hang out. Good people.” You smiled.

With that, you left and made your way down.

Getting there, you looked around and headed over to the camp fire, warming your hands over it.

“Again?” A woman asked.

You looked at her, she was the oldest of the group, like a mother to you all.

“Yeah, sorry Jenny.” You mumbled.

“Hey don’t be sorry, come on let’s get you a blanket and a tent.”

She quickly wrapped you up and sat you in her tent, holding out a bowl of food for you.

“Thank you.”

“Why don’t you leave?” Joe asked.

“They’re my family, I owe them everything.” You sighed.

“You don’t owe them shit. You can stay here with us!” Another boy beamed.

You smiled and laughed softly shaking your head.

“I can’t because of work, but I’m going to earn loads of money and buy us all a home.” You said.

Everyone cheered and you all sat around talking for hours.

You were playing football on the other side of the parking lot with the other teenagers.

You guys were laughing and joking about, but when a car pulled up you all stopped and walked closer to the campfire.

You recognised the man as he stepped closer and you waved a hand at everyone.

“What’re your doing here sir?” You asked.

“I’ve come to find you actually.”

You nodded your head and gestured for him to follow you, leading him back out to the curb where you sat down.

Lucifer did the same thing, sitting next to you, offering you a take out container he had in his hand.

“No thank you, that’s your food. I’ve eaten.”

“Please, I got it for you. It’s just some simply curry, but I’d like for you to eat it.”

You took the container and gave him a small smile.

“Thank you sir.”

“Please, call me lucifer. How long will you stay here for (Y/N)?” He asked softly.

You looked up at him and shrugged your shoulders lightly, turning around to look at everyone before turning back to him.

“Probably stay here until I have to go to work in a few days.”

“You can’t possibly stay on the streets, it’s much to cold.”

“That’s why we’ve got the fire.”

You heard your name being called and you stood up, grabbing the food container you were given.

“Thank you for the food sir. Have a nice evening!”

With that you jogged away and he watched as you went over to everyone.

Grabbing his phone he was immediately calling a number he hadn’t called for a while as he got back into his car.

It took a few days, but once everything was finished lucifer made his way back to the car park.

“Hey you’re the dude that was with (Y/N).” A boy said.

“Yes do you happen to know where I can find her?” He asked.

“No idea, her dad came by earlier. He was furious and dragged her away.”

The others all looked worried and crowded around lucifer.

“Please you have to help her! Her family are horrible!” One rushed out.

“Yeah! They’ll hurt her!” Another yelled.

They all nodded their heads and told him all about your family and what they had done to you in the past.

Lucifer had never felt such anger, he promised the group he would rescue you and was immediately on the phone to Chloe, telling her everything.

Once he was done he hung up and sped right over to your house.

He had memorised your address because he’d gone there a few times to see if he could find you, though he never went up to the door.

Getting out of his car he stormed his way up to the door and knocked on it loudly.

“What the hell do you want!?” A man yelled.

He threw the door opened and Lucifer picked him up by the collar oh his shirt.

“What have you done with her?” He growled.

“Who you freak?! Put me down!”

“(Y/N)!”

Your father laughed madly and shook his head.

“The little brat has been taught a lesson.”

“What did you do?” Lucifer growled.

Lucifer held your father tighter in his grip for a few seconds before he tossed him across the room.

Lucifer started to storm through the house yelling your name.

Finally he reached the basement and he kicked the door open, sending it down the stairs and he rushed down.

“(Y/N)!”

You looked up from your spot in the corner, tears in your eyes.

“Why are you here…?” You asked.

“To rescue you, come on.”

Lucifer walked over and held his hand out, you flinched slightly and his heart broke even more.

Kneeling down, lucifer gave you a warm smile.

“I won’t hurt you. No one’s going to hurt you anymore.”

Lucifer held his hands out and waited for you. He could hear the police storming the house and he smiled at you.

“You’ll never have to live like this again.”

You looked up at lucifer, and finally you broke.

You threw yourself into his arms and you broke down.

Lucifer held you tightly, letting you cry into his shoulder, not caring that he was wearing an expensive new suit.

“Come, let’s get you home.”

With that he picked you up and carried you away.

Getting used to living with lucifer in the penthouse was weird, you weren’t used to being treated with love and care.

Lucifer did everything to help you, he gave you anything you could ever ask for and even more.

Sitting on the couch, you were watching the tv while lucifer was showing you the new clothes he had gotten for you.

“Lucifer sir?” You asked.

“(Y/N), you can drop the sir. You’re family.” He smiled.

You smiled lightly back and then you sighed.

“Why are you looking after me?”

Lucifer sighed himself and walked over, taking a seat on the table in front of you.

“Because I know what it’s like to have a bad family, I used to be in your spot you know. And I couldn’t bare to see you like that, I managed to pull some strings and get you adopted as my daughter.” He smiled.

You nodded your head and smiled up at him.

“Thank you…”

Lucifer stood up and held his arms out.

He was used to this, waiting for you to hug him. You watched him for a few seconds before you stood up and lightly hugged him back.

Lucifer was going to show you everything you had missed out and all the love and compassion you needed.

He was going to give you the life you deserve

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