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bedoballoons · 6 months

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─⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ🍂

{༻~NNN~༺}

CW: NSFW! MDNI! Reader intentionally makes the guys fail NNN Part 3! Bottom afab reader! Reader wears a short skirt to tease! Includes: No protection, cursing, slight spanking mentioned, fingering, rough s*x, and cream pie!

Part 1: Lyney, Albedo, Tighnari, and Xiao!

Part 2: Diluc, Wanderer, Wriothesley, Neuvillette!

(A couple of them may be a little ooc because I wrote them a little aggressive, aka Kazuha and Alhaitham...)

(Featured this time is: Zhongli, Alhaitham, Kazuha, and Kaeya!)

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𑁍༄Zhongli:

"As if you'd think loosing this challenge is of importance to me, truly my love you must now I have many a years left to try and win, I don't mind giving up early this time~" Zhonglis words graced the shell of your ear as pulled you in close to him from behind, his length poking in between your thighs and wetness, you couldn't help but gasp in delight, he'd lost so easily. "Awe Zhongli, was my teasing to much to bare for even a second?" You leaned forward a bit so your short skirt would ride up and he hissed in response, clearly turned on by your antics.

"I will have you no matter what challenge tries to keep me away, you're mine to indulge in~"

𑁍༄Alhaitham:

"A-alhaitham! Ngh-hhh!" You screamed out his name, nails digging into his back as the two of you crashed into the bed, you weren't even sure how you'd ended up there after only teasing him in his office but archons above you no longer cared. His cock was so deep inside of you that your vision was blurred, your body rocked with every thrust and your skirt was basically nothing but a invitation at this point. "I would h-have been content just reading, I didn't even care about this p-pathetic challenge, but I can only assume this is what you wanted right~"

His voice was thick with a craving for more of you and with every snap of his hips you drew closer to giving it to him, "Ahhh! A-lhaitham mnngh!"

𑁍༄Kazuha:

You gasped loudly as Kazuha smacked your ass catching you completely off guard, "K-kazu-angh!" You didn't even get to say his name, he moved with the speed of the wind, pinning your wrists to the wall with one hand while his other slid up your thigh, lifting your already small skirt up to reveal what he desired underneath. His breath was hot against your neck as he chuckled, "Here I was thinking that a gentle poet like me would have a easy time winning this challenge, but...you're just to good, even my calm collected self can't handle you. I need you."

You moaned quietly into his ear, sending a shiver down his spine as his expert fingers dipped into your heat...if he was going to loose...he would at least make sure you did too.

𑁍༄Kaeya:

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Kaeya groaned into your lips, feeling your hands tangled up in his blue strands alongside your wetness that already soaked his length, you just felt so damn good after nothing for almost a week. He'd already filled you twice, watching with lust filled eyes as your orgasms washed over you in never ending waves of pleasure, but that wasn't nearly as wonderful as your sweet doe in the headlights face, you were all but gone because of him. Who said loosing a challenge wasn't as good as winning it~

"I must say, seeing you so desperate for me in that short little skirt of yours...mmm, I won't be finished with you any time soon~"

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚~Have a nice day~*⁠.⁠✧

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gyulovly · 1 year

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WALL SEX WITH YEONJUN?!?!?

drunken desires;

pairing: non established rs!yeonjun x f!reader

genre: smut w/ lil to no plot (a gyulovly speciality;;)

warnings: mentions of alcohol, implied consent, fingering, oral (f!rec), creampie, wall sex in a public bathroom at a club ଘ(*ˊᵕˋ)੭ ♡‧₊˚

notes: ANON LOVE TYY FOR UR WONDERFUL PATIENCE now please enjoy this lil drabble as i work on final edits for jjunies fic ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و

feedback is very much appreciated ><

yeonjuns impatient lips are on yours the second the door locks. an intoxicating taste of hennessy lingers in a lustful kiss, savouring your sweet whimpers nipping at your bottom lip in an inclosed stall. music outside barely registers with his body pressed against yours pinning you to the wall, hands clinging to his shoulders.

skirt hiked around your waist, one hand eagerly works up your thighs the other wrap around your waist. slipping his knee between your legs he pries them apart applying pressure against your clothed cunt. you whine at the touch breaking the kiss, arousal pooling at your core. yeonjun groans, pushing your panties to the side easily slipping two fingers past your sleek folds.

“fuck you’re so wet.”

yeonjuns lustful gaze meets yours wanting nothing more than to burry his entire length inside your cunt. he watches intently the way your face scrunches up in pleasure as he curls his fingers upward, fucking his digits into your hole quickly adding a third stretching you out.

whining at the intrusion, you immediately clench around his deft fingers.

“you like the way my fingers stretch you out?” he rasps, sinking them further only to pull out and roughly fuck them back in at an unfathomable pace.

his words hardly register, legs barely holding you up, body falling limp against the wall his other arm keeping you in place. yeonjun knows youre close from the way your hips meet his brutal pace.

a string of incoherent babbles follows your high as you cum hard around his fingers. drunk on lust yeonjun puts them in his mouth moaning at your taste. you whine at the sight, watching him lick his digits clean.

yeonjuns gaze never leaves yours as he drops between your thighs, burying his face in your cunny. you muffle a long cry gripping on nothing for support, he eagerly laps at your folds up to your sensitive nub. he moans against your clit, shooting vibrations throughout your body, you buck at the feeling, slowly fucking yourself against his face.

“that’s so hot” he mumbles, meeting your pace fucking you with his tongue, intoxicated by the way you roll your hips against his face using his nose to apply pressure on your clit.

“jjunie…” you cry unable to stand any longer, legs beginning to close around his head. yeonjuns quick to keep your thighs apart, propping one leg above his shoulders. you’re close again, and he knows it. yeonjun laps relentless at your folds until you come for a second time. kissing your cunny gently he pulls away slowly standing at his full height.

barely able to keep it together, you buckle attempting to stand on your own. yeonjun has a firm grasp on your waist. he turns you around, chest now flush against the wall and undoes his belt pulling his hard length out from pants.

yeonjun groans at the sight of you, aligning his thick cock at your entrance quickly sinking himself into you inch by inch. you whine at the burning stretch of his length splitting you apart until he bottoms out completely. he curses under his breath before pulling out half way and roughly slamming into you over and over again, setting a brutal pace chasing his high.

blaring music outside is sure to mask the string of lewd moans and sounds of slapping skin that quickly fill the bathroom. you sob as yeonjun pulls your hips harshly against his, one final thrust and he’s emptying himself inside you. you clench around his length milking him of his release.

yeonjun pulls out, slowly registering whose cunny is on full display for him. hole gapping at nothing, he watches as his cum spills out of your cunt. you whimper at the feeling of his seeds slipping down your thighs coating the tiled floor in his essence.

“yeonjun…” you mewl for your best friend unable to stand any longer.

what the fuck did he just do.

#thoughts thoughts thoughts? i wasnt expecting to write this much losjdjsj #yeonjun hard thoughts #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun smut #yeonjun hard hours #txt hard hours #txt hard thoughts #txt x reader #txt smut #💌 daisy inbox #anon asks <3 #— daisys thoughts #yeonjun <3

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cu7ie · 1 year

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gym bros.

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚ baji spots draken at the gym (+ he does the wrong kind of spotting).

baji x reader.

cw; sfw. reader's gender neutral but they get called a bitch (idk if that bothers people), baji being a perv (he stares). draken being voice of reason.

"Why's Mikey not coming again?"

"He thinks it smells like sweat, and he doesn't like carrying his gym equipment to and back." Draken thought this was a better alternative. Baji, who'd almost certainly try and pick a fight with the biggest guy there, would be a good candidate for spotter. Mikey likes dragging his feet sometimes, not seeing the point in 'strenuous physical labor' since he already knows how to fight.

To Mikey, it's all about strength.

Draken, on the other hand, can appreciate an immaculate physical form. A nicely toned abdomen, thick calves, strong thighs; a testament to discipline, the beauty of working out - hence their trip to the Gym. Baji can at least walk and complain, which works well enough for Draken who tunes him out with ease, navigating the Shibuya streets quickly and without pause. Baji hasn't offered an intelligent thought all morning. He agreed to this yesterday, but still complained when Draken showed up when he was supposed to; when he did his due diligence of waking him up, getting him outside, providing him pleasant quiet company. Baji nagged him the whole way, while he was putting on his clothes and scrambling around for his keys, stuffing his bottle and sweatrag into a backpack so fucking slowly; irritating the shit out of Draken, who put up with it because

at least he's moving.

"Ugh. It's still too early in the morning for this shit." Draken's music is low enough that he can hear the words 'too early', actually looking annoyed for the first time this morning as he turns around,

"It's 10:30. Sleep any longer, you'll get a headache." and resumes walking, hoping their arrival at the gym will put a pin in Baji's incessant yammering-

First the sun is bothering him, then he remembers he forgot something; so he's irritated about that, and then he sees a pretty thing or two pass by; body banging enough to make his head swivel like a spin top, and right after that, he's quiet for a moment. Thinking for perhaps the first time since they've embarked on his venture,

he comes up with this:

"There any hotties at the gym?" Draken tosses a look back, sharp and cutting.

"I wouldn't know, I go there to work out."

"But you've looked, haven't you?"

"No man. What the fuck is-" He sucks his teeth, doesn't let his energy go haywire. "Doesn't matter, we're here."

It's cold enough in the gym that Baji's nipples get a little hard. Surely it's to offset the work out heat, but,

"Goddamn." He doesn't try to warm himself and just shivers, his teeth clacking and he's getting the sense that Draken is really getting irritated, because he just goes,

walks so fast he's practically running, and Baji has to tail him or else he'll be lost, thoughtless enough to forget to read wall signs and a little up his own ass that he doesn't want to ask a staff member for help. Runs after Draken like a child who lost their mother in the grocery store.

It's fine, everything's fine. They put stuff up in their lockers and take their water bottles and leave to head towards the bench press racks. Baji remembers how to spot from when he used to be apart of the fitness club back in highschool. They slide on the weights until it's two hundred fifty total, Draken slides into place and gets to pumping that iron. Baji mostly plays attention, but his eyes meander as they tend to do, roaming idly for something to stimulate his dying brain cells -

Then he sees a nice ass working the elliptical machine.

Your favorite gym shorts are such because they make you look good and feel good; but you get your fair share of strangers ogling you, working the machines right next to you when almost every machine is available, that kind of weird ass energy. You come to the gym enough that you're a little used to it; though not everyone's like that. There's a regular that came here before you did - a lean muscle, broad guy, single braid down his back, dragon tattoo on his head.

You never caught his name but you always tell him he looks cool when you cross paths and neither of you are zoning out listening to music.

You're working out a little too intensely to notice the glare creeping up and down your back, Baji's brain trying to work on overtime trying to assess this situation. He barely notices Draken finishes his set, flushed pink and wiping sweat off his forehead.

"Baji." Exasperated. "Fuck're you… fuck're you looking at?" Baji doesn't point but flicks his head in your direction, gesturing with his hands.

"The one on the push pull machine? You see em?"

"The elliptical."

"What the fuck ever. Do you see them?"

"...yes Baji." Draken pinches the bridge of his nose as he begins to regret some of the decisions he's made. He's being tight lipped on purpose and Baji knows it. He knows Draken lied to him earlier and he doesn't need to ask to prove it, but he does anyway.

"They come here all the time don't they? And you just didn't say 'nothin. Said nothing at all. You know how much time you cost me, and yourself? Coulda had me coming all week if I knew bitches like that came here."

Baji whistles shrill and low - Draken makes a face.

"I'm too tired for this shit right now. M'gonna work on legs." And with that, Draken gets up from the bench press, reracks the weight he had loaded on. Draken gets on the ellipticals too, opposite you and a ways off. You wave but you don't think he sees you.

Baji's still looking at your ass, forgetting himself for a long moment.

He only remembers this establishment has standards when one of the gym bros (not even a staff member, just some guy with biceps as big as Baji's head) tells him to stop staring. You can't see Baji doing it, but apparently people have noticed and it's starting to make them uncomfortable.

On your side, everything is cool since you're listening to your music. You've worked up a sweat and an appetite, so you dismount, disinfect, (get your stuff from the lockers,) and dip. Baji doesn't mind leaving his stuff in the locker room to step outside and try to talk to you for a minute. He tries to flag you down like you're a cab - and against your better judgment you take out one headphone as you're standing at the crosswalk, polite but clearly impatient.

"Hey man, did you need something?" You have this grimace to your grin like Baji ought to shoot his shot quickly and dash, because you already know what he's gonna say and you're not impressed;

But he puffs his chest out all big anyway, walking over in long confident strides and fixing his mouth to say something else stupid.

"You come ‘round here all the time? I just might have to come here more often if that's the case." You sigh.

"Please, don't. I just switched gyms." Baji's eyebrows quirk in confusion as you quickly turn your head, his eyes narrowing (but you can't see that because you're already crossing) as he attempts to catch up with you in a strange burst of boldness. You have a good pace about you, and he’s not trying to chase you half way down the block, so he shouts.

“Hey babes!” Your shoulders tense and you don’t turn around, quickly walking off.

“The fuck is their problem? Hate people who don’t wanna listen..” Irony lost on him, he heads back towards Draken all mopey and whiney again and Draken’s nearly done with his set so they’re fixing to head home (without Baji having done anything, mind you), and Baji is quiet, quiet quiet; up until they’re getting their stuff from the locker room and he turns to Draken like,

“So,” Baji starts. Draken shakes his head, nipping his nonsense in the bud.

“No. I’m not having this conversation with you.” Matter of fact, he doesn’t think he’s inviting Baji out ever again.

“C’mon Drak, jus’ be my wingman for the one time!”

“Don’t call me that. And no.” Draken looks like he could crush Baji under foot, in spite of his sore muscles he doesn’t look any less threatening. “I’d do the same for you.”

“But I’m not hopelessly incompetent. Unlike you. Please, never disrespect me like that again.” Draken leaves the locker room in short order, and Baji follows because he feels like he ought to; stops pushing the subject, sighing to himself about how he never even got your number. Even if Draken doesn’t like it, even if he ends up having to pay for his own membership and start working out more regularly,

He will get you to sit on his face. That’s non negotiable.

#tokyo rev x reader #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #baji keisuke x reader #ken ryuguji #draken #tokrev #🌩️ L1GHTN1NG_STRIKE5.pdf

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mindyco · 11 months

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Shit, it's almost 1AM, but this idea just crossed my mind and I kinda needed to write it. Totally not held at gun point ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊヮˋ )ଓ⁾⁾ Artwork credit: @myt_s3

Scenario: The brothers' reaction to kabedons!

As you attempt to kabedon Lucifer, he raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on his lips.

"Oh, trying to assert your dominance now, are you?" he teases, his voice low and enticing.

Before you can react, he swiftly spins you around, pinning you against the wall with a gentle force. His gaze intensifies, his eyes filled with a mix of mischief and desire.

"But remember, I'm the one who always takes the lead," he whispers, his breath sending shivers down your spine.

In that moment, time seems to stand still as the air crackles with undeniable tension.

You make your move to kabedon Mammon, but he skillfully dodges with a playful smirk.

"Nice try, human, but you'll need more than that to catch me," he boasts, flexing his muscles.

Undeterred, you wrap your arms around his waist from behind, burying your face in his back. "You may be fast, Mammon, but you can't escape my affection!" you exclaim, your voice filled with playful determination.

He grumbles but can't hide the hint of a smile as he surrenders to your embrace, secretly enjoying the attention and the warmth of your touch.

As you move to kabedon Leviathan, his face turns a shade of red. "W-what are you doing?" he stammers, his voice a mix of nervousness and curiosity.

Instead of evading you, he tentatively leans in, his cheeks flushed. His hands hover uncertainly before hesitantly resting on your waist.

"I… I didn't expect this," he stammers, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and adoration. Slowly, a shy smile graces his lips, and you both sway gently, lost in the intimate moment.

Satan's eyes widen as you attempt to kabedon him, but he quickly catches your wrist, a mix of surprise and curiosity on his face.

"Well, well, what's gotten into you?" he asks, a playful glimmer in his eyes.

Instead of evading, he leans in closer, his lips hovering near your ear. "If you're trying to catch my attention, mission accomplished," he whispers, his voice tinged with a hint of seduction.

You feel your heart race as his touch sends electric sparks through your body. It may have started as a playful gesture, but the intensity of the moment leaves both of you craving more.

You move to kabedon Asmodeus, but he gracefully evades your grasp with a giggle, twirling around you.

"Oh, darling, you'll have to do better than that!" he exclaims, his voice filled with excitement.

Determined to win, you chase after him, playfully trying to capture his attention. Finally, you manage to corner him against a wall, your breath slightly uneven from the chase. With a mischievous smile, he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.

"You're quite persistent, my love. I adore it," he purrs, his touch leaving a trail of warmth on your skin. The moment is filled with laughter and the promise of delightful mischief to come.

As you try to kabedon Beelzebub, he chuckles heartily, his eyes twinkling with amusement.

"You're brave, but you'll need more than that to overpower me," he playfully taunts, flexing his formidable muscles. Undeterred, you wrap your arms around his bicep, leaning into his strength.

"I may not be able to overpower you physically, Beel, but being close to you is enough for me," you say sincerely, your voice filled with affection. His laughter subsides, replaced by a soft smile as he gazes down at you.

He pulls you into a tight embrace, lifting you off your feet and holding you securely against him. You rest your head against his chest, feeling the comforting beat of his heart. "You're my greatest joy," he whispers, his voice filled with unwavering devotion.

You attempt to kabedon Belphegor, but he effortlessly dodges with a yawn, seemingly uninterested.

"You'll have to try harder than that to catch my attention, human," he remarks lazily, stretching his arms.

Determined not to be discouraged, you pout and playfully wrap your arms around his waist, leaning your head against his chest. "I don't need to try harder. I just need you to notice me," you say softly.

Belphegor's nonchalant facade cracks, revealing a faint smile. He drapes an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer as he rests his head atop yours.

"Trust me, I notice you," he murmurs, his voice filled with warmth and a hint of vulnerability. The simple act of leaning against each other brings a sense of comfort and belonging.

～ 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪

#Obey me #obey me headcanons #x reader #fluff #kabedon #levi #belphie #beel #asmo #satan #lucifer #Dominate me too #please and thank you #mammon

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writer-komaru · 10 months

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₊˚✩｡+･ Queen of Hearts ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅*̩̩͙‧͙ ‧͙*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆

✧Rating: Smut + Exhibitionism

✧Characters: Nikolai

✧Word Count: 3.2k

✧Summary: While participating in a very important annual agency meeting every member is forced to attend, you find yourself in a very stressful situation. You’re completely at the mercy of a very aroused and sadistic clown, one who’s ready to make your life as hard as possible. As sudden, familiar hands appear out of nowhere and start groping you from under your clothes, you soon find out just how hard he can make you~

The dreaded time was finally here. Once the clock struck 2:30, you watched as Kenji, Dazai, Kunikida, and Atsushi flooded into the meeting room. You closed your laptop and sighed to yourself. This would be your first real meeting as a new member of the esteemed armed detective agency and you were both excited and terrified. Being in a room full of some of the strongest gifted in all of Japan was more nerve racking than getting pulled over in the middle of nowhere! Nonetheless, you knew you were ready for this. You took a seat next to Junichiro and Kyoka, looking up at the white board in the center of the room pinned with at least 20 photos and newspaper clippings. Kunikida stood next to it with a long ruler in his hand, giving everyone an authoritative stare, like a teacher ready to scold a group of misbehaving students.

“For today’s annual group meeting, I’ll be starting it by addressing our most recent case!” His glasses flashed with determination as he cracked the ruler against the white board, using it to point at one of the pictures. Atsushi jumped at the noise, Dazai rolled his eyes, and Yosano rested her head against her left hand.

“The case deals with a large-scale human trafficking scandal being sponsored by the port mafia. We’ve managed to collect a few pictures, physical evidence, witness testimony, and a few newspaper clippings detailing some of the people involved. It’s our duty to locate the victims and ensure they return to their families safely and arrest the perpetrators. The first suspect is- Ranpo are you SLEEPING!!?!” Kunikida bears his teeth and slaps the ruler against the table to wake him up.

“I’d much rather be asleep than attending this boring meeting,” he raised his head and yawned, clearly unbothered by the threat of human trafficking. Does he not care about the people in danger or does he not see it as a big deal? Wasn’t he the detective prodigy the agency was built around?

“Maybe I’ll let you take a nap if you help us locate their base of operations,” Kunikida crossed his arms and huffed.

While you watched with confusion as Ranpo revealed a long explanation of the case, you felt your phone buzz in your pocket. Good thing you put it on silent; if all the attention was suddenly on you, you might just curl up in a ball and return to the soil. You took your phone out of your pocket and sneakily hid it under the table. You were getting a call from…. Your eyes widened in fear. Why now, if all times?!

“U-uh, can I use the bathroom real quick? It’s an emergency,” your trembling hand rose to ask the question, causing your fear of being in the spotlight to come true.

“I’m sorry but you should have gone before the meeting started. Rules are no one can leave until the meeting is over,” Kunikida’s wrath snapped to Dazai, “Including you too!!”

“Hey I haven't even done anything yet!” He held his hands up defensively.

“Yeah yeah, emphasis on YET!” He growled back.

Your worried eyes looked back to your phone, finger hovering between the accept and decline buttons. The caller ID pfp was almost taunting you. If you didn’t take this call, you knew damn well you’d be punished somehow, but if you took it, the private info being discussed could be leaked. You just couldn’t risk your relationship with the ADA so soon. With a heavy heart you hit the decline button, praying to your lucky stars he would shed even a sliver of mercy on you this time. Just before you could put your phone back into your pocket, an ominous text was sent to your phone; It was from him.

‘Playing hard to get, my darling dove? You know what happens when you try to ignore me~ come on, let’s have some fun together!~ Fwahahah!~♦️ See you soon! Your love, Nikolai~’

Well shit, now you’re definitely fucked. That’s what you get for testing the will of a deviant like him. You shifted nervously in your seat, anticipating the tricks he might try to experiment on you. Suddenly, you felt a light hand tap on your shoulder.

“Ah?!” You gasp, only to see it was Kyoka. She didn’t respond, only giving you a look that read, ‘Are you alright?’ It wasn’t a look she gave very many people, you’ve found out. You smiled and shared a nod, making her nod back. As your eyes returned to Kunikida as he continued his rant, a faint golden glow from under the table made your blood run cold. The glow expanded into a glittering swirl of sparkles, like a whirlpool of liquid sunshine. It was almost hypnotic. Out from the circle appeared a frighteningly familiar gloved hand, holding a singular playing card. What pentrified you was not the random floating hand coming out of what appeared to be a portal, but the details of the card. It meant two things. One, Nikolai was ready to play his sadistic little game with you. Two, you were both lucky and deeply misfortunate.

Nikolai was a very sly and cheeky character when it comes to you. He treats you both like a sweet pet he loves to pamper and play with, and like a little ragdoll he uses for when he gets bored. That’s just the price you have to pay for making a deal with the devil. And the word devil is no exaggeration. His little games he plays with you vary in extremes; he can go from playing fluffy games like tag (but he always cheats and uses his teleportation), tickle fights, riddles, hide and seek (which he also cheats on too), magic tricks, and dress up. To more explicit games like lewd cat and mouse, stamina tests, edging, exhibitionism, mind break, and seduction. To more dangerous games he uses as punishment, like knife play, gun play, public humiliation, choking, bondage, psychological abuse, somnophilia, and even roping his fellow angels of decay into torturing you. The memories make you shudder. He ties these levels of debauchery with a specific type of playing card. (I know all of this sounds unnecessary and extreme but that’s just his forte. He gets off on the chaos.) Diamonds mean he’s too busy to play an actual game but still wants to share his love with you. Spades mean he’s about to play a friendly game. Hearts mean he’s about to play an explicit game. And clubs means he’s about to play a dangerous game. Their numbers and houses signal the exact game and severity he’ll put you through, but there’s just no way you can memorize all 52 of them. Sometimes you think he comes up with them on the spot and pretends like he’s planned out the games from the start.

Nevertheless, the card held up proudly in between two fingers was a frightening Queen of hearts. You felt your thighs immediately rub together as a blanket of heat fell over your body. Oh, you were really in for it now. The card and the hand holding it vanished just as randomly as it appeared, triggering the calm before the storm. You wanted to run out of the room and hide, lock yourself in a bathroom stall and brace yourself for the torment he has planned for you. But not only was it likely someone would follow you, but you would probably get in deep trouble.

Shit shit shit…

Suddenly, the portal reappeared underneath your right leg and two fingers began to stroke your inner thigh, painting your skin in goosebumps. It was light and delicate, but calculated enough to send shockwaves straight to your heated core. You shivered as they inched closer to your bulge; making you embarrassingly cover the inappropriate sight with the hem of your loose tee. Trying to keep a poker face and ignore it was the only option you had at this point. But you know the clown has his ways to make you break.

“If we can station Kenji at the entrance of their base, we can distract the guards long enough to let the rest of us sneak in. Kyoka and Atsushi will search the halls and take out the rest of the guards, me and Junichiro will sneak into the bunker and look for the victims, Dazai and Y/N will secure the perimeter in case they call in backup. Any objections?” Kunikida ordered, slapping the ruler against his hand.

“Sounds great to me, but are you sure that’s alright with Y/N? He’s pretty neeewww~” Dazai glances over to you with a smirk. Oh how desperately you wanted to smack him for bringing the attention yet again back to you at literally the worst time possible.

“I believe Y/N is more than capable of handling their task. You on the other hand is a different story,” he grunted and crossed his arms again.

“Aw come on; I’m a trustworthy guy, Kunikida, you know that~” Dazai stuck out his tongue playfully.

“Settle down you two. Let Y/N speak,” Fukuzawa’s voice was like a growling lion, freezing the two men in place like icicles.

“Y-yes sir!” Kunikida exclaimed, bowing dramatically.

Dazai chuckled behind his hand, sending the blonde man a teasing smirk. Kunikida ignored him, focusing his eyes on your twitching form. He raised an eyebrow, “Are you alright, Y/N? You look like you caught a fever.”

“If it’s a fever… I can treat that easily~” Yosano chimed in, sharing an eerie grin.

You cleared your throat as both his hands began to stroke up and down your thighs, his fingertips ghosting over your plush skin in just the way to make your spine quiver, “I-I’m alright, just a bit nervous is all.”

“You don’t need to be nervous, I know you’ll do great, Y/N,” Atsushi smiles.

“And Dazai may seem like a lazy idiot, but as much as I hate to admit it, he’s a dependable ally,” Kunikida pushes up his glasses.

“You’ll…. Do okay,” Kyoka tries to comfort, but instead sounds a bit cold.

“Trust in your abilities and do your very best,” Junichiro uplifts.

“We have your back just like you have ours. We can do this together,” Kenji pumps a fist into the air.

Fukuzawa stays silent, but gives you a reassuring nod.

“T-thank you all. I feel a lot better n-ngh-“ your voice catches in your throat as the sinful fingers of Nikolai trace over your clothed sex, pressing small strokes from your twitching head. That bastard; you hated how he had arousing you down to an art form. Even from behind the portal, he could sense every hitch of your breath, tense of your thighs, and drop of sweat on your brow.

As the rest of the members continued to discuss the case, you let out a sigh of relief. At least they weren’t staring directly into your soul anymore. But the feeling was short lived as a pair of curious eyes stayed on you. The eyes of the master detective. You shivered in your seat; could he tell what was going on between your legs? The likelihood was alarmingly high. The only thing you could do was try to play it off as Nikolai pulled down your fly along with your boxers, letting your length spring free. It felt humiliating, how hard and wet you felt already, fighting back the urge to buck into anything that could give you some sort of stimulation.

“Ehehehhe~ what a naughty pet, being so deliciously horny during an important meeting~ I wonder how easy I bet it would be to coax out a little whimper from you~” a sadistic whisper echoed from the portal as two fingers squeezed and rubbed your head around between them. Before you could bite your lip, a groan escaped your lips. God damn it. You looked around fearfully if anyone heard that, mentally cursing at yourself for letting him get to you so easily. Thankfully, no one seemed to hear it.

“Oh ho ho!~ how delightful~” Nikolai chuckled through the portal, wrapping his hand around your dick and pumping it slowly, making your eyes screw shut. He made sure to give your head a few rubs with his thumb every so often just to stimulate you a little more. If things couldn’t get worse, you felt two fingers pressing right against your taint. Your legs trembled more and more, the temptation to buck into his hand becoming more of a guarantee than a fantasy. Was he really going to make you cum in front of the whole agency?!

Your hips lurched forward, ever so slightly fucking your aching dick into the tight grip of his hand, playing into the perverse little game he was putting you through. Suddenly, to your relief and dismay, his hands retreated back into the portals and disappeared.

“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay?” Junichiro asked with a concerned expression.

“Uh… it’s complicated,” you chuckled, scratching the back of your neck.

As Junichiro tried to push you for answers, the faint golden glow out of the corner of your eye told you Nikolai was clearly not willing to give up yet.

“Don’t worry, if it’s something serious, I’ll make sure to tell you- H-huh?!“ To your horror, your throbbing length is enveloped in a warm, wet, velvety feeling. You peeked under the table to find yourself face to face with Nikolai himself, fully taking your sex into the hot expanse of his mouth and bobbing his head up and down. The playful smirk he gave you made your blood boil with anger and arousal.

“Are you sure you’re alright…?” Jumichiro tilted his head curiously and tried to catch a glance of what you were looking at under the table. You quickly pushed Nikolai’s head off your dick and covered yourself with your shirt.

“Yeah, absolutely great. Perfect, even,” you hissed through your teeth. Junichiro gave you a shrug and turned back to the white board, leaving you to deal with the ruthless incubus under the table.

“Come on, let me get an actual taste this time~ you can’t avoid me forever~” his eyes narrowed as he smirked up at you.

“H-hey, w-wait- Ahh!~” a moan slips from your lips as his mouth slides back up and down your dick, making your whole body tremble.

“Please please, not here, please, not here,” you begged weakly, gripping his hair. You wanted to push his mouth off you again but to your surprise and his delight, you shoved your dick into the back of his throat, groaning as his tongue lapped at the bulging vein under your cock. There’s just no use trying to fight it anymore; you lost the very second you saw that dreadful queen of hearts.

“Good little dove… just give in; let them catch us, it’ll be more fun that way~” he cooed to you as your sex slid even further into his lewd mouth. It just felt so good, so wrong yet so right. The needy pulses of your cockhead against the back of his throat made your mind go blank. More, more, more; you just couldn’t stop craving more. Nikolai’s minaical chuckles grew louder and louder as you urgently humped against his mouth. As his free hand tucked back into his magic cloak, you felt a familiar firm rub against your taint. At that moment, you could care less if the room was empty or filled with 100 people. The only thought in your mind was to cum, to paint his mouth white with your built up seed. More more more, all you wanted was more.

“That’s right… Go wild… show your agency freinds how much fun we have together~” His words sounded like choking against the thrusting of your dick, transforming into a cackle as your head flew back to release a needy moan. Your dick throbbed wildly in his mouth and the knot in your stomach began to tighten, the humiliation sending tears pouring from your eyes. Everything was going exactly to Nikolai’s plan.

“Damn it… damn it damn it da-ahhh~ Aghhh!!~” One final convulsion of your head sent hot cum squirting directly down his throat, the leftover mess filling his mouth and dripping from his smirking lips. You let out a whine as come cum even splattered on his cheek. He licked it off with an evil smirk, just like the cock hungry whore he is.

“What a beautiful performance~ you did so well, my doll~” he crawled out from under the table and to your horror sat right on your lap.

“W-W-WAIT, they will see u-ughhh~” your eyes rolled back as he rubbed himself against your abused cock, giving out a series of strained whines.

“Look around, silly dove~ what do you see?”

He leaned down and whispered in your ear, licking a long stripe up your neck. When your blurry eyes adjusted to your surroundings, you realized the room was different. Instead of being greeted with the disgusted faces of your coworkers, you instead found the room totally empty. But how can that be? Did he use his portal on them? No, he would need to use his cape for that, but the whole time it was neatly resting on his shoulders.

“Stumped?~ I’d love to tease you more, but because you were so good in letting me torture you a little, I’ll reveal the secret~ it was all thanks to Junichiro and Ranpo!~” he exclaimed cheerfully, sending you a wink, “While you were too busy helping yourself to my warm mouth, Ranpo immediately knew what was happening. He passed Junichiro a note to use an illusion on the room to make it seem like everyone was still talking while they all left so we could have some free time together~”

Even though the news wasn’t exactly surprising, your cheeks still burned with embarrassment. You knew Ranpo would find out but god did it still suck.

You groaned and hid your face in your hands, “Why did you have to do that? I’ll never be able to look any of them in the eyes anymore…”

“Awww, dove, don’t be like that~ You were having so much fun weren’t you?~ Why not we… have a round two?~” he chuckles sinfully as he slides his striped pants down and lines himself over your oozing dick. He licks his lips as he slams himself down on you, panting and laughing as he rides the life out of you.

“N-no no no, ughhh n-nooo we’re gunna to get f-found aghhhh-a-again~” you whine as he uses your dick like a dildo. It felt really fucking good but dreadfully shameful. He slaps a hand over your drooling mouth and stares directly into your eyes.

“One more word out of you and I’ll edge you for two months,” he threatens, making your skin crawl. You knew damn well he meant it. All you can do is lay beneath him as he uses you for his pleasure, proving to you just how helpless you are when it comes to him. As a second orgasm builds in your lower stomach, you once again pray to whatever god there is out there everyone in the agency won’t hear you two thrusting against each other like animals in rut.

Curse that queen of hearts. ♥️

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NSFW scenario request where Jealous!Leona breeds you and marks you up a lot to show everyone else that you’re his and his only <3

—𝙻𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚛 𝚒𝚜 𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜—

Summary: Scenario/short scenario where Leona is jealous because you have another beastman’s scent on you and a certain dense student confesses to you in front of him.

Pairing: Leona Kingscholar x GN!S/O.

CW: N/SFW, breeding, marking, overstimulation, grammatical error, OOC.

A/N: OMG R U IN2 THIS, PPL? AKJGFAWTFGBAWE (❀❛ ֊ ❛„)♡ IK OK IK EHEHEHE (˵ ��̀ ᴗ - ˵ ) ✧ I hope u like this & I HOPE U R OK EHE ଘ(੭◌ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚

You’re much busier than your boyfriend, Leona. Sometimes you need to stay with several people to complete a task. Such as a group task. Unfortunately, a beastman stays with you for too long and too close that makes their scent linger on you.

The beastman is not Leona, it’s from his dorm and Leona’s junior. A friend of yours? Yes. Before Leona could smell that scent, he sees you with another student. Let’s guess, that student is dense enough to not notice Leona is there near the two of you.

The dense student confesses to you with a love letter, it’s very adorable. The love letter is well decorated, it has a gorgeous flower scent. Poor unfortunate student, you have to turn it down because you're taken.

After you rejected him, it seems like the student can’t accept the reality and grabs your hand rudely. Their eyes change to bleak, their gaze is keen, it feels like they can see deep into you and your soul.

Leona approaches you before it gets any worse. His aura is enough to make the student to shiver, apologize, and walk away. That’s it, Leona’s mood becomes worse after he saw that student did that to his herbivore.

But do you know what makes his mood becomes even worse than that stupid confession? You have another beastman scent on you. Especially someone from his dorm. Seems like his dorm doesn’t know who do you belong to.

The only way is to show them who do you belong to, by marking and breeding you. The best damn thing is that beastman is in his dorm, which is why he would love to show them by your moan, his scent, and his marks.

Leona doesn’t waste no time and takes you to his room right away. Oh, impatient fills him up, don’t tell him to be patient. Don’t expect him to be soft today. Those 2 students tested his patience to the limit.

“Mine. You’re mine, herbivore.” his words are clear enough for you but not for the others.

At the moment, undress you step by step isn’t within his options. The only option he chooses is to rip that uniform off of you. The sound of tearing clothes is very loud, torn clothes scatter on the floor and mattress, leave your body wide open and exposes to him.

The way he grabs you, touches you, are not gentle and soft. Every touch of his is like claiming you as his, it belongs to him and only him, no other people can see you and touch you like he does.

A growl escapes his mouth, you can feel the vibration on your skin. You know it very well; a lion is territorial and hates when someone has the audacity to mark you with their scent.

You squirm and moan when he marks you, he rubs his manhood into your hole and pins you down. The lights are all off, the room is dark, makes you hard to see anything, yet you could see his emerald green eyes clearly.

Leona’s gaze is full of jealousy, he won’t say it out loud, his actions and words say otherwise. Without a second, he proceeds to tear your underwear and insert his manhood inside your pretty hole.

Gosh, it doesn’t take too much time for him to reach the perfect spot. Both of his muscular palms grab your thighs, spread your legs wider, put your legs on his shoulders, his nails pierce your skin and possibly leave bruises, don’t forget that his pace is rough, fast, and impatient.

“C’mon, herbivore… Hnngh- Let them hear your pretty moan, let them know who do you belong to…” This man smirks at you who squirms below him and enjoys the way he pleasures you.

Yes, Leona feels like his ego is being well feeds with the view of you taking his manhood pretty good. It’s like your hole is made for him, only him. Only Leona himself who gets to see this side of you, right?

Suddenly, several noises reach your ears and his, his dorm’s students’ noises. Oh no, they can hear you loud and clear, it feels embarrassing, you can’t even face them the same like before after this.

On the other hand, Leona is happy that a few students get to hear how amazing he is at pleasuring you. Can they even do this? Bet that, Leona thinks he’s better than those stupid students.

Oh, herbivore, you make him more jealous when you pay more attention to the students’ noises rather than HIM. Pay attention to him, will ya? The lion beastman clicks his tongue and thrusts harder inside you, it makes you scream louder.

Loud enough for them to hear you.

Good herbivore, just like that he thrusts harder and harder, your brain couldn't think of anything beside him and he fills you with his seed.

He continues to thrust until you two reach the climax. His juice fills you up, it’s warm and thick. When he pulls out his manhood, there’s a string of his juice.

Oh, look at this side, his cum drips out from your hole onto the mattress. Is once enough? No. The scent is still there, the scent of another beastman is still on you, a little. Leona wastes no time and pushes his manhood back into you.

“’M still not done with ya…” as he marks your shoulder, he starts to move again.

It’s going to be a long night, right? He WILL overstimulate you tonight, let the whole dorm knows about your relationship with him. So that, no one can do what those 2 did to you today.

I DO NOT OWN TWISTED WONDERLAND & DO NOT REPOST MY WORKS.

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