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girlfailure-smut-hour · 11 months

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Unexpected Meeting With Thirteen

Nsfw content MDNI

CW: NSFW, Smut, Fem!Reader (Breasts and "Good girl," but GN genitals,) Thirteen X Reader, Oral (receiving and giving), Fingering (Receiving), Hair pulling, Very raunchy and a little rough.

A/N: My shortest so far, but it's basically all sex lol. Thirteen interrupts you while you while you're getting ready for a meeting. Way dirtier and rougher than my other stuff, but I think it fits her. I think she would be mean to me and I'd like it. <3 ~1600 words.

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You're a little late, frantically running around your room trying to get ready. You have an important meeting coming up that you really can't miss.

As you're picking out the clothes you want to change into, you hear a knock at the door. Great, he's coming to collect me, you think. Can't I just get a second? Before you can even get to the door it swings open and Thirteen walks through.

"Oh," you say. "Thirteen. What are you doing here?" You're trying to keep your cool as this reaper has burst into your room while you're already stressed about being late. Of all the times she could have come by.

She casually runs a slender finger over some of your possessions as she walks past. "Just thought I'd check in on you," she says, aloof. She's tapping her long nails against some glassware, making a pleasant tink sound.

"Well I'm kinda busy," you say. "I’m running late and I've got a meeting wi-"

"With one of the brothers?" She cuts you off. She rolls her eyes dramatically.

"Yeah," you say, defeated.

"It's always them with you," she grumbles, taking a few steps closer to you. Your voice catches in your throat as she comes mere inches from your face. She smells so sweet. "Tell me, which one of them has taken your fancy?"

"I'm just doing my job," you scoff, turning away from her. She turns your head gently with one long nail. You gulp when you meet her eyes. Shivers run down your spine as she casts her intimidating gaze on you. Excitement or nerves? Your heart is pounding and you're not quite sure what to think.

"Wouldn't you rather a woman's touch?" She asks as she presses her soft, bare thigh up against your crotch. You gasp and tense up as her plush skin squishes up against you, feeling a sudden excitement surge down there. You blush and look away.

"I'm not sure what you mean," You reply, but secretly hoping she continues.

"Look at me," she says, taking your chin in her hand and turning your head again. With her other hand she reaches down to your crotch and runs her slender fingers across it, her nails scratching the fabric as she does. You moan a little and she smiles. She knows it's over now, and you'll be putty in her hands.

"But what about my meeting?" You ask through heavy breaths.

“It can wait,” She says, running another finger down your chest.

“What if he comes looking for me?”

“Let him look,” She replies as her finger reaches your pants.

“He might hear,” You moan.

“Let him hear,” she says, kissing you neck as she gently rubs you with her hand through your pants.

She licks from your neck to your lips, wrapping you up in sloppy kisses with forceful tongue. She runs her fingers through your hair, grabbing and tugging it occasionally which gets even more moans out of you. There’s a frenzied intensity to her every touch. She just grins in satisfaction as you give her what she wants. Suddenly, she pushes you down onto your knees, still holding you by your hair. You’re face to face with her skirt now.

“Pull my panties down,” She demands. As you start to reach up under her skirt, she barks “Not with your hands.”

You bite the fabric of her panties and start to pull them down. You can feel the hot dampness of the fabric already. “Good girl,” she says, swirling her fingers through your hair. You get chills from the feeling of her nails on your scalp.

When her panties fall down to her ankles, she says “Stick out your tongue.” As you do, she pulls your face to her pussy, and starts to grind her clit against your tongue. She’s drenched down there already as she clutches your hair even harder to press your face against her crotch. She’s moaning loudly as she grinds her hips against you in dramatically sexy gyrations.

As you start to get into it, you move your tongue and she moans even louder. Desperately clutching her thighs, you wrap your hands around her legs to brace yourself. Your tongue slides between her folds as her soft thighs rub and squeeze your cheeks. You can feel arousal swelling up in your hips. Her pubis is grinding into your nose, and all you can taste and smell is her. She’s making such cute sounds already.

“Good girl,” she moans again. “You’re doing sooo good.” She’s getting louder and higher. “Keep going. You’re doing so good.” As she praises you, you lick her clit faster. She moans your name until suddenly she quivers and convulses as warm sweetness spills out over your tongue and chin.

Her legs are shaking as she lets your hair go and looks down at you with a wicked grin. “Your turn” she says, gripping your collar and pulling you up to your feet. She pushes you up against a wall and starts planting kisses all over your wet face, almost feral in her excitement. She’s running her hands all through your hair and clasping your cheeks as she runs her tongue over you. You can't hope to keep up, so you just continue to give her the soft little involuntary moans she's looking for. Wrapping your hair in her hands, she jerks your head back and starts to kiss your neck. She sucks on your skin leaving little lipstick marks and hickeys for the world to see.

Suddenly she pulls away and turns you around, pressing your face against the wall. She unbuttons your top and expertly removes your bra as she plants little desperate kisses on your neck. She grabs your breasts from behind as she kisses your back. You don’t even have time to get shivers as she rubs and kisses all over you. It’s nearly too much, but you can’t tell her to stop. Would she even listen anyway? She’s rubbing your nipples with one hand as she moves her way to your pants with the other. After unbuttoning your pants, she flips you around, biting her lip as she looks you up and down.

She gets down to her knees and pulls your panties down. Now she’s taking a more delicate approach, gently kissing your hip bones, each little kiss shooting a jolt of electricity through your spine. She looks up at you as she runs her fingernails up and down your back.

She takes her time down there, kissing your legs and tummy and gently scratching up and down your body with her long nails. She spreads your legs to get to your inner thighs. As she licks there, you can feel her face occasionally brush up against your genitals, causing you to throb in excitement.

She can tell that you're more than ready so she takes more time to tease you instead. She's licking your inner thigh, scratching up and down your legs, gently brushing your pleading and desperate parts with her face. Each second feels like an eternity.

Without warning she brings her lips down. There's an explosion of pleasure, almost orgasmic in its intensity. You're grinding and gyrating your hips as she goes down on you, but she just looks up at you with her serpentine eyes. There's a sense of lofty arrogance in them like she's trying to say I know you won't last long, but that's okay. She might be right too. She twirls her tongue around and licks back and forth, making sure to leave no part untouched. You're already bucking your hips wildly, and you can tell you’re close.

She pulls away and says "Not yet. Good girls last a little longer."

You groan in protest. She takes her two first fingers and licks them up and down with seductive eye contact. Of all her nails, she's kept these two short for this very reason. Using her fingers she gives you a few gently teasing strokes of your hole, before pushing them in. You moan loudly as she curls her fingers toward your belly button, repeatedly rubbing your G-spot.

She presses her mouth back down to your genitals as she continues her skilled finger movements inside of you. The two sensations are almost too much to bear. You're moaning louder now, and you're sure it can be heard in nearby rooms and the hallway, but there's no controlling yourself; not with her. You think you may hear footsteps outside, but it's impossible to concentrate while she's running her tongue so skillfully over you. You can hardly think about anything at all as you get closer.

She can feel it in the way you clamp down on her fingers. You're right on the edge and absolutely shrieking in pleasure at this point. A few more strokes of her tongue set you over the edge and you release your warmth all over her tongue. She moans and giggles as you throb and convulse all over her.

Your knees are shaking and you can barely hold yourself up, even with your back against the wall. You slide down onto your butt and sigh heavily, trying to catch your breath.

"Good girl," Thirteen coos.

"That was so good," you say, barely able to form words. "I've never felt anything like that."

She grins and climbs into your lap, arms wrapped around your neck. "That good, huh? Well I guess we'll have to do it again." Clasping your cheeks, she gives you a long, deep kiss before getting up. "Don't forget your meeting." She winks at you as she wipes her wet face and walks out the door, leaving you a crumpled mess of pleasure on the floor.

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fa1rysugar · 5 months

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Service

Thirteen x Female!Reader (No genitalia mentioned but reader used She/Her pronouns.)

I am really bad at coming up with names 😭

Trigger Warnings: Oral (Thirteen Receiving), Reader gets called good girl, Hair tugging, Praise, Pet names (Baby and Sweetie), Bad writing, Mommy kink, No actual sex, Thirteen kind of tells Reader how to please her, Reader has no orgasm 😔, I don't know how to write orgasms 😔, and Cum eating.

This is my first time writing wlw smut, any feedback is welcome as long as you're not an ass about it.

Requests are open.

Thirteen groaned as you tounge touched her clit. Her left hand in your hair. Her right hand gripping at the sheets. Your toe gets tracing circles over her clit. Two of your fingers going into her hole. She moaned out her grip on your hair tightening as she wrapped her thighs around your head. Pushing your head into her pussy.

“Come on baby. You can do it for mommy.” She praises. Your fingers leaving her entrance replacing it with your tongue her scent intoxicating. Your fingers circling her clit. The hand in your hair forcing you into her pussy more.

“Yeah sweetie such a good girl.” She moaned out as your tongue lapped at her pussy. Teasing her entrance before putting your fingers back in going to suck at her clit.

“Fuck baby, gonna make mommy cum.” She moaned her thighs squeezing around your face more as she came her body twitching. Her thighs relaxing and letting go of your face after a couple seconds.

“Yeah you did so good for mommy sweetie, good girl.” She said brushing your hair out of your face giving your forehead a kiss.

English is not my first language, I apologize for any grammar or spelling mistakes.

A/N: I tried. Uhm yeah it might be a little bad so I'm sorry for that. I'll try to write wlw sex next but baby steps. Thanks to @cissyenthusiast010155 for some tips and boosting my confidence to write wlw smut. She's really nice so thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️

This is about wlw. Men please to not interact. Please and thank you. I have plenty of work ment for men! ❤️❤️❤️

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devildom-moss · 1 year

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April poll story

(Thirteen x gn!MC)

(NSFW) (NSFW tags: oral on MC, partially clothed Thirteen, candlelight, mild sex magic, "darling"/"babygirl"/"sunshine" used on Thirteen, honestly pretty vanilla)

Word Count: +1,900

You’d never been in her room before – not because she hadn’t wanted to share her space with you, but simply because she wasn’t ready. Although Thirteen didn’t want to tell you, it was evident that she wanted your first time in her room to be perfect and memorable. If she could cement the feeling of you and her tangled in her bed into your head, maybe she could hold you there longer. So perhaps that was justification enough for her intensity – her absolute devotion to aesthetics and romance.

It wasn’t as if this was the first time you had ever been in her cave, including her level of life candles, but the amount of candles littering her bedroom surprised you. You turned to her with concern, “uhm, are these all – you know?”

“Of course not,” she laughed. “I would never leave any being’s soul in my bedroom – except perhaps yours.”

“Why would you put mine in here?”

“Because every part of you is precious to me.” Thirteen came up behind you and snaked her arms around your waist. She kissed your neck a few times before whispering against your skin, “including your soul.”

With your worry calmed, you were able to take in the atmosphere of her room. A dim, wavering orange glow was cast over the room like nostalgic summer evenings where the heat of the day was lost to your memory. Although there were some two-dozen lit candles all around, much of the light came from a massive, two-foot, pale-pink-almost-white candle sitting on a low table across from her bed. Against expectation, the scent in the room seemed to harmonize, but in fact, the only exuding source seemed to be the massive candle: sugared rose and amber, but also some faint enchantment.

Thirteen was still kissing your neck, soft lips smearing red along your skin. When you tilted your head in curiosity, she mistook it for a subtle cue and sucked on your skin enough to pull a sweet sigh from your lips before you could ask: “what’s with the big candle?”

“That is a fun little surprise I have for you,” Thirteen eased her kissing and resorted to resting her chin on your shoulder while she answered. “Asmo helped me create an enchanted candle that magically connects to my levels of attraction and arousal. He said that a lot of couples have been using it recently to prove their affection. In short, I really wanted to show you how much you turn me on.”

The large flame jumped and trembled before shining brighter than before.

“That’s a new one,” you noted. Jokingly you told her, “now think of Raphael.”

“Then I wouldn’t be able to see your gorgeous face,” Thirteen chuckled before she continued her work on your neck.

“Darling,” you spoke teasingly, but her hot breath and tender lips were getting to you. “You have, like, 30 more candles burning right now. You could still see me.”

“Shhh.” Cool air hit the hot marks Thirteen had been crafting on your neck. “Just let me compliment you.”

“Your room is about as weird as Barbatos’s.” The light in the room dimmed and Thirteen ceased her teasing. A thin and unsteady flame danced as she pulled you to her bed, casting long shadows along her bedroom wall. Her right hand gently pushed you down, each finger slowly spreading over your sternum as if she wished to caress your heart. With one knee on the bed and pressed against your outer thigh, she leaned over you.

The flickering candle cast a wavering uncertainty on her face, “you’ve been in his room?”

“Jealous?”

“Maybe a bit, but I’m sure you can remedy my jealousy.”

“How so?”

“Sit back and let me take care of you.”

The thin flame from before grew in strength, illuminating the tender smile on Thirteen’s face as she bit her lip. She crossed her arms and made quick work of taking her shirt off. Soft blue strands of hair cascaded down her chest, its light-yellow shine reflecting the ever-brighter candlelight. Uncharacteristically, Thirteen had a lacy pale pink bra on – a familiar pale pink.

“You color coordinated?” You teased her subtly for her underwear matching the enchanted candle. The flame jumped but didn’t fade.

“Maybe. Is that so wrong?”

“No, no. It’s really cute. I love it, babygirl.”

Thirteen buried her face in your neck as if to shade her eyes from the sudden brightness that overtook the room: evening into golden hour light. She muttered the word “unfair” against your skin before she pulled back to stare down at you. Even in the newfound light, Thirteens eyes dilated almost to full circles. She adored your eyes on her – almost as much as she adored getting her hands on you. She pushed you on your back and straddled one of your thighs as she crawled over you, her hair tickling your face and shading you from some of the light in the room.

The moment her warm lips touched yours, you could feel her hand wandering your body in desperation: caressing your arms and down your stomach until her hands were just above your crotch. You restrained your need by entwining your hands in her hair. As her hand rubbed gentle circles around you, you could feel her grind her hips against your thigh. Much to her pleasure, you lifted your leg slightly to increase the pressure. Thirteen moaned into your mouth in response.

Despite a desire to deepen the kiss, she pulled back from you, heated pants colliding in the short distance between your mouths. It was enough for you to open your eyes and look at her. A faint pink blush painted her cheeks, and her eyes were lidded and lust filled. The room seemed brighter again, but it could have been the result of transitioning from darkness to light so quickly. When she spoke, every word was weighed down with breathless passion. “I need more of you.”

“Then take it.” That was all the permission she needed.

Thirteen liked to tease that making all her traps made her skillful with her hands, but it also made her quick. Her pants hit the floor, followed by all of your clothes a minute later. She loved the sight of your body, completely bare, beneath her – so much so that the flame flickered and grew as if it wanted you to feel more exposed. A sudden embarrassment overcame you.

“You’re staring so much,” you reminded her. In spite of the small nervousness that she drew from you, you still had the good sense to caress her thigh and gently pull her closer to your body until her wet panties had come in contact with your thigh. With less clothing in the way, she was even more sensitive.

“I eat with my eyes first,” she teased as her hand found its way between your thighs, feeling you up and expertly applying pressure to sensitive areas with her fingers.

“And with your hands second?” you teased back.

“Exactly,” Thirteen smiled before repositioning herself between your legs.

She moaned against your thighs and flicked her tongue over you. Every kiss and slow, deliberate lick drove you wild. She had the power to ruin you. As much as you wanted to shut your eyes and relinquish yourself to physical pleasure, you couldn’t take your eyes off her. The hunger in her eyes as she glanced up at you, the eagerness evident in the movement of her tongue – everything she did was so erotic. Yet somehow, almost more erotic was the way the light bounced around the room. The enchanted flames jumped and burst into a strong glow. The dancing and dying shadows played on Thirteen’s beautiful face.

“Why is the candle doing that?” You asked, every other word punctuated by ragged breathing as she brought you closer and closer.

“Because I can’t get enough of you,” Thirteen admitted between kisses and licks. Her mouth was slick with saliva and your fluids. Still, she sounded more melodious than ever. Maybe it was the sweetness of it or the honesty or something about her desire being so genuine that made it harder to hold back.

Another wave of pleasure came over you, and you bucked your hips against her eager tongue. It was as if she had been anticipating your desperation, waiting for the perfect moment to make use of her lovely hands. You couldn’t hold back a loud moan. The pressure was building – released in panting, trembling, and twitching. In your aching need, you snaked your hand into her hair and gently guided Thirteen into giving you everything you needed.

You squeezed your eyes shut and repeated her name like some ancient love spell. That seemed to heighten her desire as her moaning deepened and her tongue became almost greedy. She wanted you to cum for her more than you did, and she was going to get what she wanted. “Do it, cum for me.”

A few more firm flicks of her tongue, combined with the vibration from her moans, pushed you over the edge. You were glad your eyes remained shut or the room might be spinning. Teasingly, Thirteen rolled her tongue in circles around you as you came down from your climax – overstimulating you just enough to pull a gentle whine from your lips.

You opened your eyes dreamily to a room that was bright like the sun had finally found its way to the Devildom. Thirteen’s adoring gaze gave you all the warmth you could desire.

“You’re so cute when you cum,” she grinned and crawled up over you.

Encircling her waist, you pulled Thirteen flush against you. “You’re so cute when you make me cum, babygirl.”

A blush found its way back to Thirteen’s face, which was especially evident in the bright candle glow.

“Or maybe I should call you sunshine now?” you chuckled. “I’m a bit spent, but what do you say I take care of you now, sunshine?”

“Uh-um,” she made a noise and shook her head “no.” All the while, a blissful smile was plastered on her face. “I just want to lay with you for the rest of the night. Can I take a rain check and ride your face in the morning or something?”

You couldn’t resist laughing at her blunt request. She seemed to be settling in against your chest, and you couldn’t disrupt her peace. So, you placed a kiss on the top of her head and smoothed her hair down. “Sounds like the perfect way to wake up.”

“Good.” You could feel the grin on Thirteen’s face widen against your bare skin before she turned her head just enough to place a kiss on your chest.

“But, sunshine, before you drift off to sleep. Can we do something about the you-love-me candle? It’s too bright in here because of, you know, how much you want me.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Thirteen faked annoyance while nuzzling into you. “Just press the button on the remote on the nightstand. I made a trap to blow out all the candles so you can stay here in bed with me.”

“You are the only person who could incorporate a trap into aftercare.”

“You know you love me.” Thirteen spoke slowly as if the words were losing to her exhaustion. She was right. You adored her and all of her weird antics. Her trap did it’s job and you were released into the dark oblivion of Thirteen’s room, with only her gentle breathing and warm touch to anchor you there.

A/N: Okay, I'm a little bit late, but I hope you enjoy it. I did my best with a character we don't know much about, so I hope I did her justice.

#thirteen #spice tier #gn!mc #moss poll fic #obey me #obey me thirteen #thirteen smut #obey me smut #thirteen x mc

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gothicbabydollz · 2 years

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Poly thirteen headcannons because brain rot

Needy. You will never not be constantly hanged off of and loved on if they have anything to say about it

Possessive and protective. A man looks at you? He’s missing before the day is over. He dares to flirt with you? You’re going to hear his screams for quite a while

Cuddle piles, you’re laying down for one second too long and suddenly you have thirteen witches whining for affection

Overstimulation. You’re not leaving their grasp until you can’t walk from the pleasure they give you, purring as they make you cum so hard you see stars. Even more so because they all want a turn with you.

Very in touch with you and your needs. You forgot to eat and now your being carried to the kitchen to help steal snacks. You made the mistake of mentioning a lil praise kink and suddenly your pounced on and being told. “C’mon sweet girl, take it for us, such a good, pretty girl.”

oooo. i like, i like

#nonnies ❥#thirteen x reader #poly!thirteen #thirteen smut #thirteen throne of glass

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letstalktea · 2 years

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🔞Thirteen would look so pretty with a tongue piercing. A piercing I am sure she'd use very wisely as she went down on her lover and ate them out. She's had a long time to practice using that thing to make them tremble and shake.🔞

#h2ho #nsft post #obey me smut #obey me thirst #thirteen smut #tw piercings

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another-lost-mc · 10 months

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First, I'd like to say I love your writing!! I'm married to ☀️ anon and they show me every work you put out. You inspire us so much and every notification we get excited!

Second I am absolutely in LOVE with Thirteen!! Is it okay if I get headcanons of Thirteen with a chubby mc? The thought of her being the first person to pick them up is so sweet.

a/n: thank you so much! and these are two requests I never see in my ask box and I’m happy to ramble about them a little bit! 💙

thirteen x chubby!gn!reader

cw: fluff, pet names (cutie, lovely), possessiveness if you squint, some suggestive content

wc: 0.8k words

— Thirteen likes to show affection for you at meal times. She pulls you down into your lap whenever the mood strikes her. She can't help it! She just loves being close to you, and it doesn’t matter where you are or who might be watching. There’s something so comforting about having your warm, soft body spread across her thighs. She does it in the cafeteria at RAD sometimes, and she rolls her eyes and huffs dramatically when you squirm away. If you slide into a seat beside her instead, she throws an arm around your shoulders and snuggles against you anyway.

“Aww, where do you think you’re going, cutie? I missed you~”

— She likes to feed you, too. It’s so easy to get lost in the sight of your tongue peeking out when you open your mouth to accept the food she offers you. She hums with satisfaction each time your lips brush against her fingers and she hopes you feel the same tingly anticipation she does each time it happens. She has a sweet tooth and Luke happily bakes lots of goodies for you both to share. She makes sure you pick what out you want first before she helps herself. (She slaps away whatever hands try to reach into the tin of pastries or chocolates when the others think she’s not paying attention—they need to learn to keep their grubby hands off food that’s intended for you.)

— She can be a little clingy. She holds your hand in the hallway between classes and she lays her head in your lap when you watch movies together. Sometimes she has to leave and attend to her reaperly-duties, so she makes the most of the time you do get to spend together. The others realize (to their dismay) that she’s the unofficial plus one for anything they invite you to. Game night in Levi’s room? She’s cheering you on and trying to distract Levi so you can win. She follows you to your study sessions with Satan, and she keeps you company in the kitchen when it’s your turn to cook. The others glare at her when you’re not paying attention, and she just sticks out her tongue and smirks. Hehe, sucks to be them!

— She hugs and cuddles and squeezes your plump little body in her arms as much as she likes and she doesn't care who sees. When it comes to more intimate acts, she prefers to do those in private. In public, she limits herself to chaste little kisses against your mouth or she'll pepper kisses noisily across your face when you do something that's just so adorable! Kissing you properly is reserved when she has you all to herself. She finally licks the seam of your lips and swallows down your delicious little sounds because you're both a bit needy for each other. She hates to deny you anything, but she'll be damned if anyone else gets to enjoy seeing you like that.

— The others call her possessive, and it's a laughable accusation coming from a bunch of demons and that good-for-nothing scam artist that calls himself a sorcerer. Okay, maybe she is a tiny bit when it comes to you, but that’s not such a bad thing, right? She knows they only complain about it because they're jealous. It's not her fault that she sneaks you to her cave every chance she gets, it's the perfect romantic getaway! It's a cozy safe haven for the two of you to get lost in each other and you deserve a break. It's much nicer than the House of Lamentation. She doesn’t have to worry about pesky demons listening outside your bedroom door, either. Once you're alone, she'll kiss you and touch you as much as you want, and when you've had a rest and a little snack, she's ready to give you even more.

— She loves your body and she’ll spend the rest of her days teaching you to love it too. You’re irresistible. You make the prettiest noises when her hand slides between your legs, or when she kisses her way down your soft tummy after she peels off your pesky clothes. She likes kneading your thighs in her hands or feeling them squish around her head when she rests them over her shoulders. She likes it when you're on top, too. Her eyes look even more intense and monstrous when they glow with ravenous desire for you. She kneads the swell of your ass while you grind against each other and savors how your tummy and chest squishes delightfully against her own. One of her absolute favourite positions though?

"Well, how about you scoot up a bit more and find out, hmm?"

Your thighs shake when you hover nervously over her face and she scolds you with a little nibble on the inside of your thigh.

“Come on, lovely,” she coos as she pushes your hips down so you’ll rest more of your weight on top of her. “Don’t be shy…”

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he-calls-me-kitten · 6 months

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Dirty Dozen (ft. +2)

GN! MC x Pervert! OM Characters

(Cause y'all seemed to love the first one omg. Also TW: I made everyone wayy more sleazy and nasty than before so read at your own risk. MInors DNI)

Pervert! Mammon who likes to ask you for something specifically when your hands are full. "MC, lend me a few Grimm could ya?" He asks when you're in the middle of cooking.

"My hands are covered in cake batter, just take some from my back pocket."

"Are you sure it's there? Let me check both pockets." He isn't so much searching for coins as much as he's feeling and practically groping your ass. Seriously you start to wonder how it's taking him 20 minutes to find something that's right there.

Pervert! Solomon who keeps his room colder than usual when you come over for magic lessons.

"Is it too cold for you MC? I apologise, I kept it this way because some of the potions have bad reactions to heat but if you'd like-"

"I'm absolutely fine, Solomon. You worry about me too much." You smile at him reassuringly, not noticing how his eyes are so eagerly trained at your nipples perking up through your thin t-shirt.

Boner Bonus points if you allow him to hug you for some warmth. His fingers will definitely brush against your chest more than once.

Pervert! Beel who seems to make a mess whenever he's trying to help you in the kitchen. "I'm so sorry, MC. I didn't mean to spill it on your hands!"

"It's okay Beel, it's just some cream and syrup. I can just wash it off right away."

"But it's such a waste. Please allow me." He starts to thoroughly lick your fingers and you shake your head and let him knowing his fixations on food.

But he can't help it - you taste so good. He secretly wonders what you might taste like down there, drooling at the thought.

Pervert! Levi who has taken to sitting on pillows Japanese style while gaming and offers you the same. Sure enough you don't even suspect an ulterior motive.

"Did you get inspired by some human world anime again? Careful though - your legs and butt will start to cramp after a while."

"MC you're too gracious! Caring so much for an otaku like me!"

After you leave, he promptly takes the pillow you were sitting on and puts it in his bathtub. He's going to sleep on it ofc. Your scent on it helps him jerk off better.

Pervert! Belphie who now asks you to rub his belly till he falls asleep. "What's so funny?" He asks as you giggle at his request.

"Since when do you need help falling asleep?"

"I care about the quality of my sleep. And I sleep better this way."

Fortunately you believe him and don't suspect that it's because it's the closest he can get you to fondling his dick. He has such a difficult time holding in his moans and hard ons, every time your hands go even a bit lower than usual.

Pervert! Barbatos who got into sewing clothes as a hobby and specifically likes making them for you now. But you never understand why he needs to take same measurements over and over again.

"Oh? This is a different kind of design, MC. So the measurements will vary from before."

"Always making new things aren't you? You never fail to suprise Barbatos." You smile at him admiring.

The tightening of the tape around your chest and crotch are subtle. He can hardly keep it together when you praise him after all. But he has to if he wants to skim his hands over your body like this again.

Pervert! Diavolo who takes you on such long drives that you always doze off in the front seat, waking up apologetic for missing so much of the journey.

"Hahaha, it's okay, MC. We've been on this same road lots of times. I assure you, you didn't miss anything. And I like that you feel safe to sleep in my presence."

"But still, I'm so sorry, it feels disrespectful..." You apologize, not even knowing how hard he is in his pants right now.

Afterall, he can keep squeezing your beautiful thighs, maybe let his hands wander between them and imagine himself fucking you in the back seat as much as he wants, when you're asleep.

Pervert! Simeon who will have noone except you as his muse for art classes. And the themes just keep getting more erotic each time.

"Are you sure you're okay with this, MC? You don't have to do it if you're not comfortable-"

"Nonsense, Simeon. I feel super comfortable if it's you. You're a true artist after all." You say as you lay on his bed wrapped up only in bedsheets, exposing your entire back and legs.

If only you knew, this angel has thoughts dirtier than most demons. How he's practically fucking you with his eyes. How he's definitely going to jerk off into those bedsheets, moaning your name.

Pervert! Satan who loves teaching you things - standing right behind you, guiding your hands to make latte-art, or trying a new style of painting.

"That's it, nice and slow. Look how much you've improved, MC." He beams at the cute kitty in the coffee cup.

"All thanks to you, Satan. I can't wait to learn more from you." You smile at him earnestly.

He almost feels guilty for tricking you this way, but the way your hands feel in his, and your ass feels against his groin is so addicting. One of these days, he wishes could teach you to be on all fours and take his length in your pretty little mouth.

Pervert! Asmo who loves keeping your eyes on him and noone else. From elaborate performances to petty staring contests, he cannot have enough of your gaze.

"Oh you're turning red in the face, Asmo. Did I manage to flutter the heart of the Avatar of Lust?" You lean forward smiling.

"You're my only weakness after all, MC. It's your fault for making me this way." He almost moans.

You laugh and mock apologize at his antics but you don't know he's been grinding like an animal on his seat, and creamed his pants under your innocent gaze. Your undivided attention just turns him on so much.

Pervert! Lucifer who makes his desires too obvious sometimes. He'll regret it in the morning and take you to dinner to apologize but not until he's already done something dirty.

"Lucifer, it's 2 am. You need to throw away that coffee and sleep." You're practically dragging him to bed.

"Fine. I'll go sleep if you'll stay in my room tonight." He says knowing you'll comply. You care too much for your own good. He's not even going to let you sleep on the couch, no you have to stay wrapped up in his arms.

You might wake upto him groaning your name in his sleep and you might mistake it for a nightmare - not knowing how he's balls deep inside you in his dreams.

Pervert! Thirteen who likes how excited you get over her newest inventions and keeps making more things to call you over.

"And this little baby and can throw pie at people's faces without ever missing. Guaranteed headshot." She smiles proud.

"This would be so useful in a cafeteria food fight and then get banned right after its glory. But I so wanna use it!" You whine.

She loves how much you appreciate her inventions. She is secretly working on a 'pleasure' device scented like her to give you - she hopes you'll like it just as much.

Pervert! Mephisto who is actually taken aback by your duality. You're such a mischievous little imp usually but turn so well-mannered in front of Diavolo's esteemed guests.

"So even you can be prim and proper sometimes? If only you could maintain this on the daily." He huffs.

You laugh and mock-bow in front of him. "Of course, anything for you my dearest lord. Would you like to dance with this proper human while you can?"

He blushes at the sudden offer. Why you little- how dare you tempt him like this. You can't complain about him gripping you somewhere improper or too tight. You deserve this for your attitude.

Pervert! Raphael who is still navigating new feelings of lust he's never felt before he met you. Why his heart skips every time you fall asleep on his shoulder or why he felt a sudden warmth at the pit of his stomach feeling you breath so softly into his neck.

"Thank you for helping me tidy the classroom, MC. I didn't even know where the cleaning supplies were."

"That's alright. It's more fun with two people anyway and wait Raphael there's a bucket over the-" The fresh bucket of water already spilled splashing all over both of you.

You immediately fetched a towel to help him dry up but he couldn't stop staring at you instead. With the uniform sticking to your body like and the water glistening on your exposed skin - why was he so enthralled? Why does he feel a strange pulsing between his legs as you hover over him?

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me solomon #obey me satan #obey me asmo #obey me lucifer #obey me beel #obey me mammon #obey me simeon #obey me belphie #obey me barbatos #obey me diavolo #obey me leviathan #obey me thirteen #obey me Raphael #obey me mephisto

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lovetei · 7 months

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Can you write Their reaction to Sheep!MC turning into their human form, naked, in front of them but with side characters please ?

I knew people would request for the side characters sooner or later, glad I can write them again :b

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Their reaction to Sheep!MC turning into their human form, naked, in front of them

Warnings:

Versions: Demon brothers, Side Characters

Links: Masterlist

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DIAVOLO:

You were just giving your normal report to Diavolo after you got in the student council

You showed up in an empty hall where his throne is placed in the middle of the other end of it

And he's there

Sitting while looking oh so high and mighty

And you're there

Insisting to fulfill your duties even though you're feeling weird ever since this morning

"Greetings, Lord Diavolo-" You're not even done saying your greetings but you already dropped on your knees

The pain caused by the unnatural feeling of burning inside your body taking over your senses

"MC!" He called out before he stood up from his throne and come down to help you up

"I'm sorry, Dia... I'm just not feeling well-" And then again, you got cut off

But this time, you're not feeling weak

You're feeling all better

You're glowing like some light bulb though

"What happened..." You asked not noticing the once familiar feeling of being on your human knees

"How..." Diavolo just uttered a word and yet you felt a chill down your spine

Your spine?

"How disgraceful..." His voice seemed to grew more deep and husky and when you looked up

You saw yourself naked in the reflection of his eyes

His eyes that are looking at you like you're some prey

Your mind is hazy and your eyes are blurry from all the tears that are streaming out of it "Hmm?~ Are you alright, Honey?" His sickeningly sweet voice asked as he thrusted his hips even harder.

You let out a gasp before your hands gripped the hands of the throne even tighter, trying to spot yourself from falling forward because of his harsh movement "S-Slow downn!~" You whined.

But instead of him following your desires like how it usually works you felt his hand wrap around your neck "But I'm already as slow as I can get..." He dissapointedly whined before he thrusted one more time, releasing his seed inside of you.

BARBATOS:

You have informed everyone that you're not feeling your best today

And Barbatos insisted that he take care of you

Even going as far as to ask for a leave, which he never did back then.

And now he's here spoon feeding you the soup he cooked himself

"I can eat by myself..." You insisted but he just slapped your hand away when you tried to grab the spoon off of his hand

"You're an important guest MC... You need to have energy." He replied to you before he proceed to feed you.

Wait a minute, he never told you what this 'soup' is.

"What do you mean I need energy..? For what?" You asked, confused, by his choice of words.

But he didn't answer you.

Instead he put the bowl of 'soup' aside and loosened his tie.

"It's finally starting huh?" His voice lacked the formality, the modesty.

What's starting?

The unusual heat rising in your stomach?

Or this transformation?

You've lost everything, he blindfolded you, he stuffed your mouth with his tie and your hands cuffed to his own hands while your feet is tied to the headboard putting you in a sinful position.

Saliva dripped out of your mouth as you orgasmed again "How many was that already?" He asked before his hands gripped your waist, making you completely defenseless.

"MHM!" You screamed through the gag as you felt his dick grow larger "You should- stop squeezing me so much." He demanded before his tail ripped the tie off your mouth.

String of saliva flow down the side of your lips as your body submitted to his "T-Thank ywu..!-" Is what you managed mutter before his tail forced its way down your throat.

SIMEON:

You're simply keeping him company as he wrote another chapter for his new book

Sitting on the sofa next to his desk as you scroll through the internet

"MC..." He suddenly called out catching your attention

"What's up?" You tried, putting your phone down.

"Have you ever thought about... You know... Getting your human form back." He suddenly commented

His stands still tapping the key board

"Well... Having this sheep body sure is hard but it's bearable." You answered

"If it's what keeps me alive in this place then do I really have the luxury to choose what my body will be?"

He was shocked by your answer

Shocked enough that he stood up from his seat and grabbed your jaw "Your body is the temple of God... Yous should know how to love it." He suddenly lectured

"How about I show you how?" And with that your whole body glowed bright

You grabbed the edge of the sink as he harshly pounded you from behind "F-FUck, wait..!" You moaned, asking him to slow down for just a bit.

But instead he covered your mouth with his hand and fucked you even harder, his cock achingly hard because of the sight of your saliva seeping through the gaps between his fingers.

“I love you-! S-So much!” Is all he can come up with as his hand moved to your hips and gripped them before his thrusts turned harder, much more erratic. If only his white wings weren't out you would've suspected him as a succubus in disguise.

SOLOMON:

Solomon has been giddy all day.

Always smiling at you whenever or wherever he saw you.

And based on experience, this man is up to something.

And your suspicion is confirmed when he dragged you into an empty hallway and asked you to meet him tonight in the purgatory hall.

But when you arrived in it

You thought no one was home since every light is off

And the lights in Solomon’s lab are the only light brightening the hall through the gaps of the door.

You knocked and he immediately opened the door as if expecting it.

He should be anyways

He let you in and introduced you to a potion, a dark pink one.

“And what does this do?” You ask as you swirl it.

He smirked, his hands behind “It would give you your human body back.”

Your now spread wide on his desk his cock fucking into you, his balls hitting your ass as your soft please and request to slow down fall on deaf ears “Hmm?~ Slow down? But I gave you such a good potion, bringin back this slutty body back to me.” His eyes darkened as you felt him throb inside of you causing you to moan again knowing his cum will be in you again.

“Don’t I deserve a reward for being so useful to y-you?!” He asked, his hips thrusting one last time before he shoot another load of cum in you causing you to orgasm for the third time this night, your eyes rolling back “Fucking hell, ever since I had you in the human world…” Not even long after and he’s already pounding you.

“You’ve been teasing me everyday.” His voice is deep, something you wouldn’t hear from Solomon on a normal day “I-I, NOT!” You tried to object as tears fall from your eyes while you shake your head “Oh, really?~” He teased definitely not falling for it “Lying is bad, little sheep.” With one swift movement he flipped you up, now your back facing his chest “I heard spanking works the best for liars.”

MEPHISTOPHELES:

Mephistopheles have not seen your human form

And he does “not want to.”

That’s what he tells himself everyday.

But his curiosity is way too great to ignore.

Especially how the brothers are constantly searching for answers and ways to bring your human form back

Just what's about you that can make them so desperate?

But luckily

As he is the son of the greatest clan in the Devildom

Their family has a hidden heirloom that can just be of help in this situation

But he won’t tell the brothers about this

And at least, he won’t tell Diavolo yet.

And now he invited you in his mansion

You’re sitting on his bed as he conduct the ritual

And you must expect… This is not how you expect the ritual to end

“Slutty fucking human.” His words are laced with venom as his cock pushed your limits, threatening to tear you apart and yet you’re here, ass up in the air as he tried to push his cock all the way in “I T-T-OLD YOU!” You screamed as tears continuously roll down the side of your face “IT REALLY WON’T FIT IN ME!~” You moaned, still feeling him pushing it deeper.

“Are humans really this sensitive or you’re just an exemption?” He smirked as he pushed another inch in almost knocking the consciousness out of you “Stop fucking squeezing my cock so hard..!” He commanded as a harsh spank landed on your ass making you sob even more “S-Shit… So sorry!” He smirked as he noticed how he’s starting to take a toll on you.

“I’m barely balls deep in you and yet you’re already this reactive?” He mocked you as a distraction before he slammed himself all the way in and holy shit, he tried to not cum on the spot because he knows he’ll really break you if he does but fuck, the way you moan his name is not helping at all “Does it feel good, baby?” His voice is deep and husky as he leaned closer to your ear before biting it.

RAPHAEL:

Oh poor MC

This place does not even let you live comfortably with your own human body

He started assisting you more after he found out that the sheep form is not your original form

And that you actually have a real human body

And then one day

You’re in the back of the library trying to get this book

Diavolo insisted that its safe

For him

But definitely not for you

Considering how the book is starting to attack you

He, of course, defended you with his spear

Not until the book exploded

And you started glowing

“Oh wow… You have your human body back.” His expression does not express it well but he’s glad for you.

He’s glad really.

What do you mean your body feels cold?

Ah… It’s alright.

He knows the best way to make it warm.

Your legs are around his waist, trying to pull him, push him deeper “Patience MC… You’ll start bleeding if I push it all the way in.” He reasoned, making you whine even more. He’s still expressionless but you’ve caught a glimpse of a smirk “Y-You’re just teasing me…” You argued as his hips pushed his cock further in you.

“D-Do you want me to stop?” He looked so shy… You thought you made him feel bad but you can’t help it, you buried your head on his neck and nodded and just when you’re about to reassure him a chuckle left his mouth before his hips harshly slammed in you, not even giving you time to adjust to his length.

A gasp left your mouth as you covered it up, remembering you’re still in the library “W-What’s wrong?!” His words sounded like a taunt as his hips assaulted yours like you two are some animals in heat “You want it like this right..?” His voice darkened even more.

THIRTEEN:

You and Thirteen have developed this habit of hanging out in her cave

It was actually clean

It’s nice, quiet and the temperature is nice.

Though, as the two of you hang out

“MC is your skin really that… Glowy?” She asked

You looked down at yourself and you saw that

Shit

You really is glowing

You looked back at her in horror and you saw how her eyes darkened

“This can’t be happening… I’m death!” She voiced out as she turned to look at your candle

It was bruning flamboyantly, nothing was wrong…

SO WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING TO YOU?!

She looked at the other candles threatening to blow them all off

If you don’t get to live

They can’t also-

“Thirteen…” You muttered, catching her attention.

She turned around with tears brimming on the bottom of her eyes

It immediately disappeared as soon as your naked form laid before her eyes though.

You whimpered softly as her tongue slithered inside your entrance “T-Thirteen… Give me a break..!” You mumbled as your fingers gripped the covers for its dear life and yet she just lifted her head up a little, a mixture of her saliva and your cum dripping from her mouth before she chuckled “You need to make it up to me… You made me worry and all ya know.”

Her lips started abusing your hole once again as her hands forced your legs open “So be a good little human and compensate me okay?” She managed to say between moans and slurps as she devoured you for the whole night.

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#obey me #obey me fluff #obey me headcanons #obey me nightbringer #obey me scenarios #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me smut #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #obey me mephistopheles #obey me Thirteen #obey me raphael

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mourningwings · 9 months

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(thirst) — dirty dateables ✧⁺ . ₊

— author's note: as i promised :) part one here!

diavolo who promised time and time ago that he would uphold his royal bloodline one way or another, either by conceiving a future heir or by fucking his eternal consort good enough that you yearn for nothing more than to stay with him and his (admittedly) large length.

barbatos who is far better with his two-pronged tail than his cock at working you over to sweat, tears, and an "impressive" mess of cum (his words, not mine).

simeon who should knows he shouldn't, shouldn't, shouldn't- but he just can't help himself (but he can definitely help you) when your soft moans beg more like prayer.

solomon who's fingers, so long and pale, help him flick through spellbook pages with ease or to sort through herbs and bottles, and especially, to fill and stretch whatever hole of yours needs him. he's so good at handling special liquids, after all.

thirteen who nearly crushes your head with tattooed thighs when your tongue first dips inside her cunt. thirteen who shakes and quivers with such a sweet cry because "you're so good, you're so good, you're so good".

understqrs Ⓒ 2O23

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pedriscroquettes · 4 months

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𝐁𝐎𝐓𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐀 ✵ ENZO VOGRINCIC

summary. pipe gives away way too much information when he’s drunk.

warnings. suggestive 18+ minor pipe otaño x f!reader

a/n. based off bota niña by bad gyal 🫦

you were beginning to regret accepting the boy’s invitation of hitting a club to celebrate the premiere of the movie. they had convinced you to join reminding you of the countless months you’d spent on set making sure everyone was taken care of. the large group had managed to reserve a secluded section big enough for the cast and their friends. you could barley hear anyone over the loud music blaring in the venue.

you were glad the tab wouldn’t fall on you as the boys kept ordering group shots and bottles of bacardi and champagne. you went slow not wanting to embarrass yourself in front of the cast. the last thing you wanted was to make a fool of yourself in front of your coworkers. you had image to keep up with.

“i’m gonna miss you.” pipe slurred as he laid his head against your arm.

“i’m gonna miss you too pipe.” you sighed not believing that you were probably never gonna see any of the guys again.

“can i kiss you?” he blurts out.

“pipe you’re drunk.” you try not to laugh as his drunk self betrays him.

“well i tried! i was so stupid to believe that you liked me over enzo.” he slouches back in his seat as he accepts defeat.

“over enzo? what does he have to do with this?” you ask him intrigued.

enzo had been the coworker you’d least interacted with during filming. he tended to spend more time with the guys and often kept to himself since he was practically the only uruguayan on set. on the few occasions that the two of you had spoken he had been cordial but reserved. it lowkey pissed you off because it left you wanting to know more. seeing him in the finished product was worse because he was full of talent and you had been so close to him yet so far.

“it’s so obvious he likes you.” he says as he tries to reach out for another shot but you intercept him. he’s had enough to drink tonight.

“you’re not funny pipe.” your eyes wander around the room until they land on the topic of conversation. his slicked back hair alone is enough to make you squirm. you quickly turn your attention back to the argentine in front of you.

“i’m the funniest person here besides franco.” he scoffs. “besides enzo was always asking about you on set and i’ve caught him staring. he totally likes you.”

“you’re so full of shit.” you shake your head as you laugh. “i’m gonna go have fun now so the hangover doesn’t bother me as much in the morning.”

you stand up adjusting your dress in the process. it was an absolute pain to always have to pull your dress down whenever it rode up but the high of the movie premiere was too strong to care. it was as if pipe’s observation had given you a wave of confidence and you found yourself standing in front of the others.

“does anyone want to come dance with me?” you ask in the nicest tone possible.

“enzo does!” pipe yells and you can’t help but send a glare towards him.

“no, my dancing is terrible.” enzo nervously giggles as he feels everyone’s eyes land on him.

“he’s lying!” franco throws him under the bus.

“i’ve seen him dance he’s decent.” esteban adds on to the teasing.

“he doesn’t need to come if he doesn’t want to. it’s fine.” you feel the heat rise up to your cheeks at their banter.

“nope! he’s going. he’s the best dancer i’ve ever seen.” pipe continues with his banter.

“enzo! enzo! enzo!” the rest of the people begin to chant as they egg him on. you were regretting asking them anything.

he stands up giving into the pressure from his cast mates. even though the club is dark and the lights are dim you can still notice the pink hue on his cheeks. he’s either embarrassed or flustered and you were beginning to feel bad.

“you don’t have to come with me if you don’t want to. i don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” you told him as he approached you.

“it’s fine besides it’ll give them something to talk about.” he smirked as the two of you headed towards the center of the room.

the club is dimly lit but you’re easily able to see people surrounding the two of you. they’re mostly all couples with the occasional group of friends somewhere in the mix. it also doesn’t help that it’s basically old reggaeton music blaring from the speakers meaning it was meant to be danced closely with your partner. you’re too shy to do anything and you quite literally stand there frozen unsure of what to do next.

“you can’t go all shy on me now.” he wraps his arms around your waist pulling you closer to him. “just a couple of minutes ago you were asking for a dancing partner.”

you try to not look shocked after all he is a man and he has his wants. but you have your needs. truth be told you had barely been romantically involved with anyone since filming had begun and wrapped. you were craving the attention of someone and you didn’t mind if it came from the extremely attractive protagonist. a newfound confidence had formed between the two of you and the music only encouraged you.

“so you don’t mind me touching you, right?” you ask him with a subtle smirk.

the dim lights manage to illuminate his face as he smiles at you. the moment occurring is intimate and probably the most you had ever interacted with him throughout the past three years you knew him. you couldn’t help but admire him, his attractiveness being too much for his own good. he didn’t realize how good looking he was but you had a feeling he would soon.

“depends, how?” he brings his lips near your ears due to the music to make sure you could hear him. the act making you shiver.

“like this.” you place your palm on his chest slowly trailing it down his chest. you lowered your body to the beat of the music at the same time. you surprised your self at how your body moved and how willingly you did it for him.

“fuck.” he murmured trying to make sure you didn’t hear him but you managed to catch it anyways. it was definitely an ego boost, you’d tell your friends about this.

you try to do it again but he grabs you and brings you chest to chest with him. he analyzes you and your breath hitches the suspense killing you. you’re not sure what he’s thinking and you don’t know if you just scared him off. he creeps his hand up your neck to your jaw cupping your face. he removes the couple of strands of hair that are blocking your face. his face gets closer to yours–your heart beating faster. one blink and his lips are on yours capturing them into a sensual rhythm.

you’re perfectly still for a moment not expecting a kiss from him but that doesn’t last long. you’re moving your lips against his in a second. his hand remains firm on your jaw as he kisses you. the two of you pull away for a second to catch your breath’s. you look up at him trying to decipher his feelings. you realize he liked it as much as you did when he leaned in for another one.

normally you would feel bad about the blatant pda in front of others but you weren’t thinking straight. maybe it was the lack of oxygen due to your lips being connected with his but all you wanted was to enjoy the passionate kisses he was giving you. your hand found it’s way into his messy hair tugging at the strands causing deep groans from him. it triggered something inside you. you’d never been kissed like this before nor held like this. you were so entranced by him you barely noticed the way his hand lowered down your body.

“you want to grab my ass and you haven’t even asked me out yet.” you remove his hand from your waist teasing him.

“oh come on you know how busy i’ve been.” he jokes. “come back to my room and i’ll make up for it.”

you offer him a forced smile clearly amused by his sudden confidence and his tempting offer. it was almost enough to make you break. but you didn’t want to be a simple one night stand he would forget. you may have found him attractive but you weren’t gonna lose your dignity.

“no enzo if you really want to make it up to me you’ll come to mine with dinner.” you kiss him on the cheek. “you know where to find me.” you say referring to fact that the whole cast was staying in the same hotel for the premiere.

you head towards the hotel dragging pipe and franco along with you. the two of them being so drunk you can barely get them into their rooms. when you were finally alone you brought your fingers up to your lips reminiscing about enzo and the feel of his lips on yours. you’re barely out of your heels when there’s a knock on your door. you believe it’s pipe coming to bother you once more but instead it’s enzo with a bag of takeout and that devilish smirk of his.

#well…#had to write about my man 🫦#this has been in my drafts for thirteen days omg #enzo vogrincic #enzo vogrincic x reader #enzo vogrincic fanfic #enzo vogrincic fic #enzo vogrincic imagine #enzo vogrincic smut

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girlfailure-smut-hour · 8 months

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The Reaper's Bloody Fangs

Kinktober Part 1 of 4: Vampire

Nsfw content MDNI

Characters: Vampire!Thirteen X GN!Reader

CW: Nipple play, Oral (Giving and receiving,) Hair pulling., Blood drinking. Reader's gender is not mentioned, ambiguous gentials. A little sweet, but mostly very aggressive.

A/N: I've never written vampire stuff before, but what better time? Thirteen just seemed like a good candidate. Also I can't help but make her aggressive and vulgar, but I think it suits her. ~1300 words.

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You'd never quite known what to make of Thirteen. She was strange, and mysterious, but seemingly smitten with you for reasons you couldn't quite discern. You weren't quite sure if you could trust her, but it was impossible to deny that she had an allure to her. Her long, colorful hair and beautiful ophidian eyes were strangely attractive, but you couldn't help but feel like it was a trap.

She'd made a habit of staying near to you recently, like you were magnetic to her. Some invisible factor kept her coming back like an addiction. It wasn't the worst thing in the world. She was funny, charming, and pleasant to look at, so why not?

It all came together when you were doing dishes. She was sitting nearby, chatting with you as she did her nails. Typical flirtation was building up as you worked. She stopped mid-sentence when you cut your finger. Just a small prick with a knife, but enough to draw blood.

You shake your hand and dry it off. As you turn around you see her frozen in place, but panting. She has a dire expression unlike anything you've seen before. Typically so fun and light, she now looks almost enraged. You can see fangs peeking out from behind her lips.

"Are you okay?" You ask.

She's silent, a burning gaze fixed on your finger. She takes a deep, shuddering breath and lets it out.

"Hey, you're scaring me," You tell her.

In the blink of an eye she appears in front of you, holding your wrist. "You're just so irresistible," She says, holding your finger above her open mouth and letting a drop of blood fall in. "I couldn't help myself. You smell so sweet, I just can't get enough." She sticks your finger in her mouth, and sucks some of the blood out. In spite of the fear, you can't help but think about how nice the inside of her mouth feels and how you might want it elsewhere.

Your breath grows ragged and excited and you want to tell her all kinds of things. Like how excited, but scared she's making you, or how sensual it feels to have your finger in her mouth. That you're aroused by her interest in your blood.

"I can't take this," She pants, "I need more. I need to bury my fangs inside you."

At this rate you're afraid she'll take it from you whether you want her to or not which is exciting in its own way. You blush and look down. "I wouldn't mind," You say.

An evil grin spreads across her face. With your wrist still in hand, she pulls you away. "Where are we going?" You ask.

"My room," She replies curtly.

Your heart is pounding and you don't know what to expect as she drags you down the hall to her room. Of all the ways you expected things to take off with Thirteen, you never could have anticipated this.

She's walking fast, pulling you behind her. You can barely even keep up. Her breath is so ragged and heavy, you're afraid she might not even make it to her room; that she would just tear your clothes off right here in the hall and dig her fangs into your neck.

She's so frantic that when she does reach her room, she has to fiddle with the door to get it open, the excitement overtaking her and numbing her coordination.

As the door opens, she whisks you in and tosses you onto the bed. "Fuck I want you so bad," She mutters, leaning over you. She climbs onto the bed and kisses you. Her lips are sweet, and you can feel her fangs with your tongue. It makes your heart pound in both excitement and terror.

She pulls away and looks into your eyes. "You smell so sweet you have no idea how hard it was to resist you."

"You didn't need to," You reply, as she begins to remove your top. As your shirt comes over your head, she plants frantic little kisses all over your chest, desperate, and clingy. She drags her hands across your skin so hard it nearly hurts.

Sitting up, she takes her top off and removes her shorts. She crawls up until she's kneeling over your face, her wet pussy just inches from your mouth. She eases down onto you, and grabs your hair, pulling you onto her and grinding on your face.

She tastes sweeter than you expect. You run your tongue up and down her folds as she moans and gyrates her hips. She's in full control, dragging your tongue across her cunt at her own pace. You moan, feeling enough pleasure just getting pushed around by her like this. As your tongue circles her clit, she throws her head back, nearly screaming in pleasure. “That feels so good,” She growls, grinding into your face even harder.

Her legs clamp down around the side of your head and begin to shake. “Fuck, I’m cumming,” She rattles out as a long, shuddering groan escapes her mouth. After a moment you feel her go nearly limp in post-orgasmic pleasure.

She climbs off of your face and plants a sweet kiss on your cheek. “Fuck, that was amazing,” She whispers in your ear.

She licks her fingers and reaches down by your legs. You feel her wet fingers exploring your entrance, before she suddenly plunges them in. You cling to her, moaning and gyrating your hips.

You feel her move her face down into your neck, as she leaves wet little kisses all over it. Suddenly, her fangs sink into the flesh of your neck. It hurts at first, but soon a warm, calm, tingling feeling spreads through your body, like the come-down from an adrenaline rush. It radiates out from your neck until it envelops your entire body, filling you with a toe-curling arousal.

She works her fingers expertly as she sucks your blood. Growling, she says, “You taste even better than I could have imagined.”

You don’t even know what to say. Is that a compliment? Whatever it is, you’re growing incoherent from the pleasure already as she fingers you. Slowly, she drifts away from the two little holes she made in your neck and finds herself between your legs.

She looks up at you without taking her fingers out as she hovers her mouth over your genitals.`Her hot breath beats over you, and you can see her still-red fangs barely hidden by her lips. After a shuddering, anticipatory sigh, she brings her mouth down onto you. Your back arches immediately at the new pleasure, her warm mouth pulling you into intense, mind-numbing delight.

You never had much of a chance to resist the orgasm building up inside. The combination of her long, slender fingers curling skillfully inside of you, and her dexterous tongue dancing wildly against you brings it upon you more quickly than you could have expected.

As she moves her head, you clench down on her with your thighs. “I’m cumming,” You moan, but she doesn’t stop, even as your shaking legs try to hold her in place. You twitch and convulse while she runs her tongue all over you and you spill your warm, sweet pleasure onto her tongue.

When the orgasm finally subsides, you push her away, giggling.

“Too much?” She asks with a coy smile.

You just smile and collapse, falling limp on the bed. You sigh contentedly, and Thirteen giggles, throwing herself onto the bed next to you.

“What did you think?” She asks.

“Good…” You say, trying to string together a coherent thought. “It was sooo good.”

“Then you wouldn’t mind if we did that again?”

“That would be nice,” You say, turning your head and resting your face in the crook of her neck. She gently strokes your hair and runs fingers softly against your skin.

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vintage-c0balt · 1 year

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“Private” Group Chat

{CW: Somno/ Mentions of Fingering, Masturbation and Threesomes/ Slight Body Worship/ Sharing nudes/ GN! Poly! SUB! MC }

Just thoughts of the demon bros + datables (Minus Luke) having a private group chat to just send each other your nudes and share videos of how they each made you feel good

•Beelzebub/Diavolo shares videos of him and Belphie/Barbatos tag teaming you

•Solomon sends multiple videos of him eating you out/sucking you off so loudly and sloppily

•Lucifer sends pictures of you bound and gagged, thrusting into you with a steady pace as your whines and moans were muffled but still able to be heard in the video

•Satan sends a video of him fuckin you so roughly while your pretty lilac bell collar jingles at each of his thrusts

•Asmo and Mammon send adorable separate pictures and videos of them kissing your thighs and neck while slowly pumping their fingers into you

•Belphie sends solo vids/pictures of him fucking you so slowly when you and him (and sometimes Beel) sleep in the attic together

•Thirteen gloats about you taking her fingers so well and how you dress up for her so prettily but never sends pictures because that’s only for her eyes to witness

•Raphael and Mephistopheles never respond but they definitely do save all the pictures/videos sent in the gc for another time

•Poor Levi and Simeon are flustered and embarrassed about all this but are so definitely pumping their cocks/humping a pillow to the pictures/videos the others are sending of you in the chat

But because of your DDD, You know all about your boys’ little “private” group chat and you occasionally whine a little louder or position yourself a little too perfectly for the camera angle.

The boys are completely unaware… Except for Lucifer and Diavolo who are suspicious of your “subtle” actions.

But both Raphael and Barbatos knows you know of their chat of course.

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Firstly, I love your writing style and how you use the colors in your formatting! I’ve really enjoyed everything you’ve posted so far!

Second, could you please write something with dom Thirteen and afab gn MC? Thanks in advance!

A/N: tysm for the compliments 🥺♡ hope you enjoy this little tease of a drabble! ;) Explicit (MDNI) · bondage, edging, fingering, fem anatomy

Thirteen looms over you, a mischievous glint sparkling in her eyes. You have fallen into one of her traps, once again, and she has the perfect plan for what she wants to do to you. She made this trap just for you, you see, and she plans to take full advantage of the moment.

One little snap of her fingers and the ropes binding you tighten further, your clothes ripping into shreds and falling away - she can't help the satisfied smirk at the sight of you. Naked and trembling, your mind races with all of the possibilities of what could happen next.

Her hand trails over your body, lightly grazing one of your nipples as she glides over your chest. You make the most adorable little moan at the sensation, so she takes it upon herself to continue teasing your breasts. She continues on as your moans and whimpers continue, and don't think she doesn't notice you trying to rub your thighs together, you naughty little human.

SMACK.

You feel her hand ripple across your backside, the sting both painful and pleasurable - but definitely enough to get your full attention. She grabs your hips, her neon yellow nails digging into your flesh oh so slightly, forcing you to still yourself.

"Be good for me, and you'll get a reward," and before you could even think twice, you are nodding eagerly for her.

You lose track of how many times she edges to you to brink of insanity, only for her to deny you and start the cycle of pleasure all over again. You almost start to believe she forgot her promise to reward you...until you finally hear those three words you've been waiting for...

"Cum for me," she murmurs to you as her thumb swirls your clit. With your hands still bound, you can do little more than thrust back against her. She slides a couple of fingers inside of you, her other hand sliding down into her own panties. She strokes the both of you, her pace quickening, as both of your moans fill the room. You continue bouncing as you fuck yourself on her hand, and your moans only grow louder as your climax overtakes you, warmth and euphoria washing over your body. As soon as Thirteen feels your orgasm squeezing her fingers, she rubs her clit just a little harder, triggering her own orgasm in tandem with yours.

She'll allow you to catch your breath, but only for a moment. She has a few more tricks up her sleeve, and she is far from done with you.

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virescent-v · 2 months

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“i don’t like being told what to do unless i’m naked” with em? 👀

Bossy

Summary: Emily's been a bitch. You fix her attitude. ;) Warnings: smutty smut smut, my normal tbh. quick and easy, like em Word count: 2.3k A/N: A little short thing to get me back into writing. Thanks Katt for the prompt :)

Emily was pissing you off. Ever since this case crossed JJ’s desk, Emily’s been uptight, more so than usual. You’ve seen her get overly invested in cases before, but something about this one was making her - for lack of a better word - crazy. She was hounding the local police more than normal, squashing peoples’ new ideas and theories before listening, and being short with anyone who tried to talk to her.

She’s snapped at you multiple times today alone, glaring at you anytime you tried to talk about one of your theories. You’d take it personally, but she was acting like this with everyone on the team. It was causing everyone to give her a wide berth, finding excuses to not be in the same room with her.

At the end of the day, Emily had frustrated every member of the BAU (including Penelope who was back in D.C.) and half of the local station to their limits.

And, of course, you were the one who had to room with her this trip. Lucky you.

The ride from the station to the hotel was tense, silence interspersed with the hum of tires on asphalt. The longer the quiet dragged on, the more angry you got at her behavior.

Emily and you had become fast friends when you joined the BAU a few months ago. You had meshed well with every member of the team, but your dark humor and sarcasm bonded you with the raven-haired woman. You’ve spent countless hours with each other, both at work and outside of Quantico.

You felt your phone buzz in your lap.

JJ: You have GOT to talk to her. She’s driving everyone insane!!

You: Why does it have to be me??? It’s bad enough we share a room!

JJ: Because she likes you most!

You: You’ve known her longer!

JJ: Nose goes!

You looked up to see JJ holding her pointer finger on her nose, sticking her tongue out at her. You rolled your eyes at her before typing out another message.

You: Fine! But you owe me coffee and lunch tomorrow!

JJ: Deal! Just make her Emily again!

You locked your phone, glancing up at Emily driving. Her jaw was tense, as if she was grinding her teeth. Both of her hands were white knuckled on the steering wheel. You bit your lip, trying to think of a way to bring up her behavior over the last few days.

***

Entering your shared room, Emily started pacing in front of the beds, her lower lip caught between her teeth, her hands fidgeting.

You sighed. “Em, are you okay?”

Her eyes shot to you. “I’m fine,” she gritted out.

You rolled your eyes exaggeratedly, making sure she saw. “No, you’re not. You’re frustrated about something. And it’s driving everyone crazy. So, again, what’s wrong?”

Emily stopped pacing, glaring at you. “What do you mean it’s driving everyone crazy? I’m fine.”

You huffed, shaking your head. “You’re not. Look at you,” you said, your hand gesturing at her body, every muscle tense, her hands picking at her nails. “You’ve been short with everyone, shutting down theories for stupid reasons. You’ve yelled at every single one of us today and you’ve managed to alienate half of the local cops. Whatever’s wrong needs to stop, Em, I swear, or it’s going to make this case even harder to solve.”

Emily scoffed, not liking being told off. “You have no idea what you’re talking about.”

Now it was your turn to gape at the brunette, your eyebrows twisted in annoyed confusion. “Em, I have spent the last few months getting to know you. Late nights in the office, movie nights on our couches, shopping trips. I don’t know what it is about this case that’s getting to you, but it needs to stop. You need to get your head out of your ass, Prentiss, before it causes you to get benched.”

You watched as Emily stomped across the room to you, her nostrils flaring, her eyes darkening in anger. Her fists were clenched at her sides as she angrily whispered, “I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked, so you better watch what you say to me.”

Emily had moved closer to you than she ever has before, her outrage and annoyance palpable in the air. You could feel her huffed breaths on your cheek.

You shook your head, chuckling darkly, barely audible. Emily had never intimidated you before and it wasn’t going to start now. “If all you needed to calm down and be yourself again was a good, hard fuck, all you had to do was ask, Em,” you said, smirking as her eyes grew wide.

You watched as she took in a shuttered breath, her throat bobbing from the nervous swallow.

You could see the indecision in her eyes, the want and the nerves. How she wanted it, needed it, but didn’t want to cross that line with you for fear of wrecking your friendship, your work life.

You brought your hand up, pushing some of her hair behind her ear, taking note of the small shiver that ran through her. “Let me help you, Em. We’ll cross tomorrow when it gets here.”

Emily closed her eyes for a second, taking a deep breath. When she opened her eyes, they somehow had gotten darker, her pupils blown. She’d made her decision. “Fuck it out of me, please.”

You tilted your chin up a little, settling into the role Emily needed you to fill. “Strip. Slowly.”

Emily exhaled slowly, her hands grasping at the hem of her shirt, lifting it inch by inch. She watched you, but your eyes never strayed from her face. When she dragged the material over her head, your eyes never left her face. It furthered your in charge position, making Emily’s breath quicken in anticipation.

The brunette slowly dragged her bra straps down her shoulders, slowly exposing her modest chest. It took a lot of self control on your part, but you still refused to look at her body. You could tell that it was starting to get to Emily, but she wasn’t going to say anything, excited to see what you were up to.

As she drug her pants and underwear down her legs and stood back up, you made another few seconds of intense eye contact with her before letting your gaze slowly glide over her body.

You’d be lying if you said you’d never thought about her like this. She was beautiful, striking in a way that made your breath catch the first time you met her. As your relationship with her grew, you were conflicted about thinking of her like this. You’ve come to cherish your connection with her, but you couldn’t help but want more.

You took your time looking her over, trying to memorize every inch of her in case this was the only time you’d be able to see her like this.

Emily’s toes started to dig into the carpet, her anticipation growing to a head, the nerves starting to creep up.

“On the bed, on your back.”

Emily didn’t need a second to think this time, eagerly moving to the mattress and laying herself across it. She settled her head on a pillow in the middle of the bed, awaiting further instructions. It was something that was exhilarating for you, unexpected. You didn’t think she would be this compliant, but you weren’t going to question it.

Your eyes dragged across her body again, watching the way that her skin started to flush at your attention. “You’ve been a bitch the past few days.”

Emily went to open her mouth, to argue.

“No, no. That wasn’t up for debate. You have been. You’ve let this case get to you.” You started to crawl across the bed, your body between her legs. You remained clothed, the fabric of your pants sliding across her bare skin and causing goosebumps to erupt across her skin. You held eye contact, loving the way Emily’s dark eyes seemed to get darker, deeper. You could feel yourself getting lost in them. “I don’t know why, and to be frank, I don’t care.” You let your hands trail across her shins, up to her knees, pushing her legs further apart. You could feel your own heartbeat speeding up, fluttering inside your chest. “I’m going to fuck your attitude out of you and then we’re going to solve this case and go home. Understood?”

Emily swallowed, her head nodding briefly.

“Good,” you said, letting your eyes fall to her bare body. You licked your lips as you looked at her exposed pussy. Through her coarse curls you could tell she was wet, wetter than you expected her to be since you’ve not even touched her yet.

You leaned down, your eyes back on her face as you gently blew across her sodden lower lips. Emily’s eyes closed, her back arching slightly, her hips trying to push further into the sensation. She was sensitive, something you were going to enjoy.

Before her back could make contact with the bed again, your tongue made contact, licking quickly from her entrance to her clit, loving the way her voice got stuck in her throat. You decided you didn’t want to tease her, wanting her to get off and relax. Your tongue made a few more passes up and down, enjoying each sound you could pull from her. When she got used to the movement, her body expecting the up and down licks, you switched to swirls around her clit, sucking lightly, before moving down to her hole, entering her with your tongue.

You paid attention to the sounds she made, the way she whimpered when your tongue made quick circles around her clit, how a moan would get caught deep in her chest every time your tongue entered her. You ate her out passionately, intensely, taking out your frustrations from the past few days on her.

You could tell she was getting close, the way her leg muscles started to tense, how her hands started to fist in the sheet beneath her. With each swipe of your tongue against her, you could feel her get closer and closer to the edge, the both of you desperate to push her over. As she started to moan more often, gaining volume, you reached up your hands, grasping a breast in each. With perfectly timed pinches to her nipples, Emily came undone against your mouth. You continued to lap at her pussy, swallowing down everything she had to give you.

Before her body had a chance to relax, you pushed in two fingers, enjoying the way Emily choked out a harsh gasp at the fast pace you set immediately. “You’ve got one more for me, Em. Give it to me,” you commanded, surprised at the strength of your own voice.

Emily’s bottom lip was caught between her teeth as she struggled to keep up with the thrusting of your fingers. You pushed up her body, using the thumb of your other hand to pull her lip free. “Uh uh, baby. Let me hear those pretty noises.”

Emily whimpered, her eyes catching yours, a million words being shared between you two. Respect, thanks, lust, love.

Your wrist was starting to cramp at the position, but there was no way you were going to stop. Not with the sounds she was making, not with the way that Emily was looking at you. With each thrust in, Emily grunted, with each thrust out, a moan. On one particularly hard thrust, Emily’s back arched, her hands fisting into the shirt on your back. Figuring you had found her sweet spot, you focused there, watching with almost primal glee as her head tossed back in pleasure.

With her throat exposed, your lips made contact to the skin there, kissing and biting at the tender flesh. You trailed your lips up to her ear. “Do you think two orgasms is enough, or should I fuck you into a third?”

Emily’s only response was a garbled moan, her hands trying to scratch at your back through your shirt.

You smirked against her skin. “We’ll see if your cunt can take another one after you cum hard on my fingers.” You curled your fingers at that, feeling the spongy spot inside her that caused her to sob in ecstasy, her legs tightening against your hips. On each thrust you made sure to hit that spot. You moved your head back, wanting to watch her come undone.

You could feel her walls tightening around your fingers, it becoming harder and harder to move within her. You brought your other hand up, wrapping it around her throat, squeezing enough to send a euphoric rush through her.

“Cum for me, Em, now.”

She hadn’t disobeyed you yet.

Emily moaned your name loudly as her walls clamped down on your fingers, forcing you to stay within her as she rode out her orgasm. Her hips undulated against you, riding each wave, reveling in the high.

You worked her through it, easing as her body started to come down. Gently, you removed your fingers, taking satisfaction in the whimper she let out at being empty. You brushed some of her hair out of her face, smiling a little to yourself at the blissed out look on her face. “Feeling better?”

Emily started laughing, a true belly laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”

You smiled, tucking her hair behind her ear. “Hey, you don’t get to be sassy to the person who just fucked you back into a good mood.”

Emily rolled her eyes, her hands caressing your shoulders. “Thank you,” she whispered, her eyes expressing even more gratitude.

You lightly kissed her, the first of many. “Don’t mention it. Next time, don’t wait until you’re a raging bitch before asking for what you need,” you smirked.

Emily pushed at your shoulder, shaking her head lightly at your antics. She pulled you down, relaxing under the weight of you, feeling herself drift off to sleep.

If anyone noticed Emily’s improved mood the next day, or the hickies on her neck, they didn’t mention it. The fact that you two solved the case before the day was over was good enough for them.

#emily prentiss x reader #virescent v fanfic #emily prentiss fanfic #emily prentiss #emily prentiss x you #no use of y/n #welcome back to the emily prentiss smut fest #except this time emily is a bottom hehehehe #i wrote this in like an hour and a half after a thirteen hour shift so if it sucks no it doesnt

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