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puhmpken · 2 months

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Author’s Note: This one is a filler since I am still working on “Dairy of the Obsessed” ..this one was spontaneous lmfaoo! Also requests are open feel free to give me story ideas

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Title: A Shape-Shifter’s Dilemma

Alastor x Reader Oneshot

written + edited by @puhmpkins-blog 🎃

W/C: 5.1K 😀 oops maybe too much lol my imagination got the better of me but please enjoy!

You always questioned where Alastor your husband would go. Most of the time you would brush it off and not think of it—Overlord stuff.

But one night while Al and you slept in the same bed he tossed and turned in his sleep you could assume he was having a nightmare

“honey..?” You said in a low ruff voice as you gently placed a hand on Alastor who stops his moving before the word he mutters out was

“charlie..”

...Now that is odd. Why would a overlord like Alastor be saying the princess of hells name in the middle of his sleep?

It made you raise a eyebrow, and questioned him.

The day following did not seem to ease your nerves one bit, he again in rather ..a rush to leave the manor

Standing next to the front doors door you watched as he moved back and forth through the living room looking for whatever he was desiring

“What's rushing for darling? This is rather out of character” You said as your eyes watched him move throughout the room

“Oh nothing to concern yourself with dearie!~ Just overlord business”

You hummed back at his bland cryptic response not wanting to pick it apart–you just decided not to question it and save yourself the energy

“Right. Just don’t go get yourself in trouble” You said smiling at Alastor standing infront of you, slightly towering over you as you fixed and cleaned off any dirt or lent that got caught on his suit as he was in your words rushing around

Moving your hands away from him, your eyes locked with his as Alastor’s reddish brown eyes, a flicker of amusement dancing within them. His lips curved from a small smile into a sly smirk, revealing his pointy teeth.

“Trouble?,” he questioned, making his one of his eyebrows raise in a cocky way , “Why..thats my middle name, my dear.” He said clasping and holding both your hands as he stared at you, before shrugging “But perhaps maybe I’ll make an exception—for you.”

You rolled your eyes to your husband's playful antics, before giving Alastor his goodbye kiss and waving him bye as he sinks into his shadow disappearing leaving you alone in the manor.

A moment of silent filling the air before

“Now, let me figure out WHAT’S actually happening.”

And that’s how this whole shenanigan began with you.

You see, while Alastor might have been expected to marry some ordinary demon, you in your case, were far from ordinary. As a shape-shifting demon, you possessed the ability to transform your identity at will, becoming a whole new demon or a manifestation of whatever your imagination desired.

The only limitations were those of your own imagination or..if Alastor was able to sniff you out, thanks to his keen sense of smell. HOWEVER, avoiding detection was usually easy enough… for the most part.

Weeks to months you’ve been keeping up on this “routine” of cat and mouse but all was paying off.

You found out Al has been to much of your dismay harboring rather a couple of secrets hidden and tucked from you. Other than your known overlord stuff he was a suppose helper at a hotel called the “Hazbin Hotel” that princess charlie owns and works at with a couple of other people almost made you drop with laughter when you first seen Alastor helping out with the hotel, you had to tell Rosie about this later.

It was easy to stay undercover and even easier to get close to him without him realizing and knowing it was you.

You made up your mind weeks ago that his territory would be fine, if you step away here and there to follow Alastor to the hotel

And that’s how you end up to the present day you.

You weren’t satisfied with knowing Alastor helps at a hotel. Yes indeed it was a shocker but that’s all? You were still puzzled on why Al said Charile name to began with

Alastor hasn’t suspected a thing yet due to him kinda being busy at the hotel or up in his office.

On the rare times you would see him, he was up in the upper balcony with nifty laughing with her, you couldn’t hear what they were talking about but knowing the both of them.. it was rather something strange or gruesome

As another shifted ended, the day ended with you back at the manor seating in your comfortable loveseat, reading a book before mere minutes Al got back, making it seem as normal as possible to not raise suspicions

The next day as things moved along you wished Alastor a goodbye as you watched him shift into the shadows and disappear off.

Waiting a few minutes after he left you then began to get ready for your shift at the hotel, that first started with showering to rid yourself of your natural scents–you didn’t want to be tackled down by your husband as soon as you walk in through the door.

Finishing up with your shower you stepped out spraying some random cheap perfume you had bought to scramble Al scents.

As you began styling yourself from being a lady of the 1920s with elegant beauty and designer dresses to a ripped petite coat, old bleach stained black skirt with a hole at the bottom with a finish messy down hairstyle

You laughed at your reflection

Seeing what you looked like in your normal form made you laugh. Alastor would probably gasp and dropped to his knees at the things you wore.

You walked out the house being sure to not be seen

Successfully making it past the fenced gates and out of the woods you came to the main roads of hell shifting yourself into a hell creature you have been using for this whole little “spying game”

A lengthy white fur being that stood, 6ft having two red stripes covering both arms and legs. Your (h/c) just reached the middle of your back and on your head sat two cream colored pointy horns, you kept your sharp teeth to still be able to scare off unwanted demons if the occasion was to rise

Checking yourself out in the reflection of the glass windows, you made sure everything was correct: your look, your attire and your scent.

You started to walk to the hotel, the sidewalk you have taken at least more than ten times.

As you inched closer to the hotel you for safe measures stopped and sprayed yourself down one more time in cheap perfume emptying the bottle before tossing it off in the distances and kept walking

Getting inside the hotel was an easy task,

You said hello to everyone vaggie, angeldust, sir pentious and his eggo children, huskier and nifty.

‘Everyone is down here practically–well almost everyone’ looking around furrowing your eyebrows together

“Where Charlie? She's usually with you, Vag?” You said to Vaggie who was sitting on the couch next to Angel looking at the TV

“She should be in her office right now Lucy. I think she also wanted to talk to you” Vaggie said kinda nonchalantly shrugging her shoulders towards the end as she looked up from the tv to you as you nodded your head

Making a hum noise you turned on your heel and began walking to Charlie office

Knocking before you entered, Charlie sat at her desk looking at papers

“Helluva morning Charlie. Vaggie was telling me you were looking for me, I just wanted to speak to you about what you wanted” You said as you walked towards her desk and seating down in one of the chairs across from it

Charlie still having her go lucky smile on her face nodded putting down a couple of papers “Yes Vaggie was right! I was looking for you Lucy!” She said pausing as she slide over a little stack of paperwork, “It’s nothing serious promise! I just wanted you to run these up to Al~!”

You nodded silently thanking hell for the opportunity to be closer to Al

“Yeah of course I can do that” You said standing up taking the paperwork in your black gloved hands “Consider it done Charlie!” You said walking out of her office as she screamed a thank you from behind a closed office door

You hummed quietly to yourself as you walked up the flights of stairs to get to Alastor’s door

Minutes passed before you got to the door that read in bold letter

“Alastor, Radio Demon”

Knocking lightly on the door, ‘he should be in there?’

“…”

‘No response..hm that weird’ You thought as you looked over both your shoulders before you placed a gloved hand on your door handle twisting the knob before it opened slowly

!!!CREAAAK!!!

Your body mentally cringed at the noise as you pushed the door more open glancing around one more time you slipped in the crack of his door, gently shutting it closed once you entered

‘Wow’ Was the first word that escaped your mouth looking into his room now, it's his office yes, but what was beyond it that made it almost feel like you were..alive it was the bayou swamp/forest it was just how you remembered before you died all those years ago..breathtaking

Scanning the dimly lit area with the only light being a moonless night and the few fireflies that infested the air, you didn’t see Alastor anywhere in sight, just a table with a chair on it in the middle of the grassy forest.

You bite your lip gently as you looked between the paper work and the forest before groaning knowing your mind was made up, as soon as you laid your eyes on the bayou. Leaving the paperwork for Alastor sitting on his wooden desk before you walked passed it and too the bayou landscape filling as it was almost a dream

Walking slowly into the grassy area with a smile as you breathed in the smell of forest closing your eyes and taking in the sound

It was a wonderful moment of quiet before the light noise of static in the forest made you snap your eyes open,.. that’s Alastor getting closer into range of where you were standing.

Being lucky and hopeful you HOPE he didn’t see you in the clearing just standing their with your eyes closed

You ran and hide behind some bushes and trees that were away from the table and chair you were standing near–and just in the nick of time

You could hear and see him from where you were hiding the full static sound of a certain radio demon as he hummed a tune with a deer slumped dead over on his shoulder, carrying it with ease as he slammed it down on the table, you examined as he sat down making a fork appear out of thin air as he leaned his staff against his chair, before disappearing into air as he began to eat the deer raw pulling at its meat–made you want to gag in disgust

‘He could’ve cooked it’ you thought watching him munch down on his hunt you can assume. Licking his lips after a couple of bites he wiped his mouth with a napkin like a true unhinged gentleman

Before he cleared his throat his eyes shutting but his smile spreading wider, causing you to get goosebumps

“I know your there” He said making you do a double take ‘he knows i am here?’ you thought blinking as you didn’t buy his bluff

“I can sense your presence,” he drawled, his voice dripping with a sinister charm.

“You can’t hide from me.” He opened his crimson eyes as they began scanning the area. You kept your movement still as he scanned over the area you were hiding. You saw how he squinted his eyes almost immediately at the bush you were in

“Come out, come out wherever you are” He sang out in a haunting tone

“You do know as a predator.”He started in a cheery tone before his voice dropped to a dual and deep one “ I can smell you out.” His voice ringing of no radio filter

Your heart began to sped up

‘fffuck’ Is what you thought before you seen Alastor disappear into thin air—it wasn’t a surprise you were accustomed to that but you couldn’t help your heart starting to speed up as he vanished into the air

“Run,” a disembodied whisper breathed against your nape

Took you no time of convincing as you ran not looking behind you as you kept your eyes forward only hearing the sound of something chasing behind,

You hit left and right, hoping to get Alastor off of you

As you take another right you ran behind a tree, hiding behind its figure as you heard and felt Alastor run pass you

You have never done something like this, it was rather fun but dangering

Peaking your head from behind the tree after what felt like entirety you didn’t see Alastor for safe measures you transformed yourself to a small forest animal, just in case Alastor wants to sneak behind you..again

Following near your foot trail from the tree branches, you jumped from branch to branch with ease as you stopped once more hearing static noise come from nowhere, you smirked in your creature form as Alastor wouldn’t suspect a thing

Watching from above, his form essentially appeared from thin air as he had a wide smirk and a look of hunger in his eyes as he looked at the spot you were suppose to be standing

“Where are you~?” He said

“…”

After a moment of looking in all the places he would expect and assume for someone to hide, he stood in the middle of the forest arms crossed as his ears flickered now and then

“Now where did they go? I was rather hungrier for something other than deer” He said you can tell by his voice he was almost dumb struck how could he still be able to smell you but your nowhere near..weird?

You slowly shifted yourself backwards away from Alastor as you didn’t want to alarm him nor give away your hiding, you were almost clear before a vibration was felt throughout the branch and in one second the branch snapped as you land ontop of Alastor head

“...”

It was quiet not either one of you dared to move before you felt your body being picked up fully by his hand and now..the jig was up

“What do we have here..” He said looking at you “A small diversion from the person thats in here?”Alastor’s gaze bore into you, dissecting your very essence.

A wicked glint in his eyes began to take place, “Well I guess since I couldn't catch my actual food, I shall eat you little one” Pausing to smug smile before continuing “Bad luck for you?~” He said as he lifted you above his mouth

You squirmed in his hands, heart racing.

‘This can’t be how (y/n)'s story ends’, you thought desperately.

Just as he was about to drop you into his abyssal maw, you shifted—your disguise falling away

You landed on top of Alastor, who staggered back, utterly unprepared.

“Don’t eat me,” you blurted out, adrenaline surging. Alastor stood, bemusement etching his features.

“Lucy?!” Alastor’s voice crackled through the air, a radio filter distorting his words. The static hummed, raising the hairs on your arms.

“Why are you in here?” His step was deliberate, menacing. You retreated, heart pounding.

“How did you make yourself appear small? Then big?” His eyes narrowed, dissecting you. Each step he took, you mirrored, until your back pressed against a tree—literally.

Your mind raced for a lie, an escape. But then it happened—the slip up, the unraveling.

You shifted into your true form, the one Alastor would recognized.

“(Y/N)?!” His voice lost the radio filter, and you met his gaze. Confusion etched his features. You bit your bottom lip, a awkward laugh escaping.

“Erm, surprise…?” You said as you watched him back up a little from you a smile now spreading wider by the minute as the static was the buzz in the air

As it was overtook by the applause he started to emitted as he turned the other way starting to laugh

“A surprise indeed dearie who would’ve know my wife could pull such a thing off” He started.. you didn’t like how this was sounding as you moved away from the tree watching him as he created slight distances between him and yourself

You watched as a nagging feeling was telling you to start running but ignoring that you spoke up “Alastor I-” He cut you off with his words

As he appeared behind you—the Radio Demon, with crimson eyes and a dangerous smile. His arm encircled your waist, pulling you closer. “You had the entire hotel convinced of this Lucy woman,” he murmured, his voice devoid of filters. “Bravo, dearie. Truly bravo.”

You didn’t like how he was taking the situation as what he said to you in a flare voice on confirmed how much you actually DID piss off Alastor with this little disguise

“You should run now.”

Those four words holding a threat of the unknown and you wanting to at least talk for yourself turned to face Alastor his crimson eyes only reflecting the pure chaos he was about to inflict on this game of catch with you, as you shook your head

“Please let me explain” You urged, desperation coloring your voice.

“5” Alastor your dear husband replied, holding out his hand. The air crackled with tension

“Al please—…”

“4..” He sung out as he closed his eyes, standing tall. One hand rested behind his back, the other poised like a pendulum. The smile of him showing his sharp teeth made you swallow harshly

“3” He warned out to you knowing your still there as he opened one eye to look at you breathing out short “Hmm..a shame your going to let me catch you so easy” He said shutting his open eye closed

“2 dearie” He warned out now holding two fingers as he began to shift in his stances his neck elongated he was slowly shifting into his demon form, and that’s when you finally decide to run

You huffed and panted as you switched your form a couple of times to give you longer distances away from Alastor as you made it deeper into the Bayou the ground under you turning slightly squishy as you kept running not interested to turn around

You ran for what felt like hours before you stopped down near a swamp bank hunched on you knees as you gain your second wind, taking a few more breathes you stood up, the air was quiet you couldn’t hear the static of Al, so you have to be far from him? or he just turned off that noise so he could stalk and pounce on you

Whatever the case maybe you took a breathe in and out as you looked ahead of the lake, nothing but more forest—

You thought different ideas like turning into a winged creature and flying back towards the rooms door to get out of here, but you didn’t know how high you could fly and since Alastor can’t fly nor has wings, you doubt that celling is high enough to get high enough where he couldn’t hit you out of air

Best option was to keep running or go into the swamp water, it would give you better opportunity, reflecting your options about it you heard the ground beneath you move with vibrations ‘fuck he already found me’ you thought coming to the defeat you were going to let yourself be caught but that was until you seen that fucken demon form mere seconds before he seen you, you bailed out dipping yourself slowly in the cold water taking a big breathe before dunking yourself under

Seconds stretched into eternity as you held your breath, your lungs screaming for release. The vibrations in the ground intensified, and you knew he was near. What was Alastor going to do when he catched you? He wouldn’t actually hurt his wife? You thought of as your heart hammered against your ribs, and you wondered if you should be actually concerned

Alastor scanned the area, seeking his dear wife. You pressed deeper into the water, your head submerged further, only the top part of your head concealed by a stray lilypad.

Minutes passed—or perhaps it was mere seconds—before you surfaced. Gasping for air, you wiped water from your eyes. Alastor wasn’t in sight.

You continued walk towards the edge of the pond before crawling out of the pond, lying down on the edge of it your knees still submerged as you sighed out in relief, shutting your eyes for what felt like a second

Before you heard, the clearing of a throat—a sound that sent shivers down your spine. Opening your eyes standing above you was the oh-so-familiar radio demon. You smiled, but before you could vanish into the water, Alastor’s grip closed around your arms. His purr was a velvet blade against your skin.

“Come now, darling,” he drawled, his tone deceiving. “We don’t want you to get wet. Let me assist you in this rather…exchange.” His strength pulled you back, and you squirmed, defiance flaring. But Alastor was stronger, and you found yourself pressed against his chest, dripping and caught.

“Let go,” you demanded, but he only laughed—a predator savoring its prey

“Now, dear, this is part of the game.” His eyes bore into yours, crimson flames dancing. “I’ve caught you, and now you’ll be the prize I win.” His tongue flicked across his lips

As Alastor carried you through the forest he hummed a simple tone, making you more on edge

You both arrived at another clearing?

“This isn’t where we started Al” You said as he set you down, gently helping you get up, as your eyes shifted from the scenery to him

Alastor’s gaze was going up and down on you, as you caught little symbols manifesting themselves around him as he was now a step or two away from you

“Come here” He said in a commanding tone, a chain manifesting around your neck as your eyes widen to metal chain outline with the color of green. Your hands immediately shot to your neck trying to grip and claw at it. You felt a tug come towards Al before you leaned your body away from it trying to keep space, digging your feet lightly in the ground

One real yank got you to move forward unprepared, the earth meant your face very quick and you instantly felt blood in your mouth

“Ah, be good for me, Y/N, and just obey,” he murmured, his grip unyielding. You crawled on your knees and hands, inching closer to him. The chain around your neck tightened, lifting you off the ground. Alastor’s crimson eyes bore into yours.

“My dear sweet little wife, Y/N,” he drawled, his voice devoid of filters. Each word carried weight, punctuated by his southern accent. “You, dearie, violated our little agreement.” His fingers traced the chain. “We had an understanding, did we not?”

Your breaths came in ragged gasps. “I didn’t mean to Al” you whispered

His chuckle echoed through the clearing as he lowered you gently to the ground, ensuring the fall didn’t harm you.

“So, my doe,” he began, his voice a velvet blade, “please give me an explanation. Why has my wife been running around disguised as a Lucy person, working—” His fingers closed around your hands, the chain that had bound you vanishing into thin air. “Her dear, softly delicate hands at a hotel that deserves none of her attention?” His words hung in the air, a question wrapped in menace. “Rather than be in a manor that belongs to her and her husband? Have I done something wrong?”

You sighed out as you nodded taking your hands out of his, to his displeasure “All this started because i heard you mumble in your sleep rather a month or so ago..princess name Charlie” You said with embarrassment flaming your checks as you looked away from Alastor not wanting to know what expression he held

The air was quiet between the both of you, not a word was spoken—You felt like you were holding your breathe with the tension in the air before you felt the touch of your husband on your hands again

“Mon cher~” He purred out making you look at him, his face of course held a wide smile but the look in his eyes held anger with something else glimmering around it “Nothing could replace you”

“No hotel” He said his hand holding out your arm as he kissed at the palm before saying, “No demon” Alastor continued raising his head kissing you at the center of your arm, looking at you in the eyes before kissing more up your arm while saying “And certainly no Lucifer daughter could take my eye off of something as ravishing as you my doe~” Al kissing up you between each pause as he at your neck slowly peaking at it having you basically in his lap with your back towards him, as you moved your head to side to let him continue as he only chuckle at the gesture

Al with his free hand grabbing at your chin to make you look at him as he stared into your (e/c) “But my dear mon cher, you agree at my words as if you understand, but it seems as though you forgotten who I belong too” He said letting go of your chin as both of his hands traveled down to your hips resting there “You forget who's name causes thrill of different emotions within me, so let me remind you~”

Alastor leaned into you, as you meant him half way kissing him

A passionate kiss with some underline aggression made the kiss much more thrilling as Alastor fought for dominance with you trying to dominate over him

With a deep chuckle he pulled away from the kiss, “You being defiant won’t end well for you dear” You looked up too him as you bite your lower lip holding on too his bow tie slowly undoing it as his hands trailed up and down your legs

“No words so be it” He shrugged before pushing you down to the ground, your back laying on the grass as he spread your legs open wide, everything on full display for him to see

He leaned his head down as his ears pushed back towards his head as his eyes half lidded looking up to a red face you “Mm~Darling your so intoxicating with that look on your face” He said before plunging his head down open his mouth before eating your pussy

Your eyes shut closed as your hands went immediately to his hair gripping and pulling at it, as you mumbled out moans holding onto Alastor head down as he kept eating you out

“Al~!” You said in low moan as you felt yourself starting to come undone down there “Alastor..I..I am going to—”

Before you could muster and get out the words to warn your husband, the sensation of Alastor mouth moved away from you leaving you in almost blank state, so close to clarity but yet so far …

You whimpered as you looked down to Alastor who’s face was smirking as he shook his head licking his lips slightly “You think after the charade you pulled your going to get to cum that quick and easily?” He said and laughed “Dearie we are just starting.”

Alastor in a instances flipped you over making you rise to all fours with help of his shadows tendrils you were now ass up face down, with your arms being held down by the shadows tendrils, you whimpered trying to move against them as you felt a burning sensation on your bottom causing you to move it from side to side

Alastor watched in trans like state as you moved your ass after he smacked it only making his boner go harder, as he rub on it through his pants

“Al, let me out of this! I don’t want to be—Ahh~!”You said feeling a familiar feeling slide in you as your eyes rolled behind you, you clawed at the grass alastor pushed all himself in you

“Mmm~There you go Mon Cher~” Alastor said rolling his hips as his head tilted backwards, both of his hands gripping on your hips keeping them in place as he began slowly pumping in and out of you

You moaned as you moved with his thrusts, arching your back as Al grunts and low moans could be heard

Alastor started to pick up in speed as you could only speak out the simple word “Al~” Which was music to the radio demons ears

“Oh (Y/n)~” He said as he kept up fast with his thrusts moving one his hand to your hair, gripping at it pulling you backwards as your head flung back

“Open your eyes.” He said making you slowly open your eyes as meant with the eyes of crimson red ones as his smile was deceiving as his eyes showed pure lust that was feeling “Fuck.” He said as gripped tighter on your hair yanking almost at the root as you moaned with each thrust

“I am going to finish in you.” He said in not a question but as a command as you tighten around him bring him closer as he shut his eyes letting go of your hair before opening his mouth and bitting at the back of your neck as you moaned closing your eyes feeling yourself reaching edge as you reached climax sametime as Alastor

Couple months later drawed by quick before you knew it you were back at the manor, watching over Al’s territory sipping tea as you smiled mindlessly, yeah there was really nothing to worry about.

FIN!!!

Extra! Extra!

(Y/n) and Al strolling through the park. hand in hand as Al hums a tune

Al: “I do say mon cher, I think I never told you why I was saying Charlie's name”

Y/n: “Yeah you haven’t, do share”

Al: “You wouldn’t believe it! Charlie in my dream was trying to paint my Radio Studio, it was all going to be rainbows with fluffy pink unicorns if I didn’t say her name”

Y/n: deadpans

Al: Only telling you the truth dearie~!sings out

Y/n: Your truth is utter dogshit sometimes

Al: gasp Darling!

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shh-om · 6 months

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k¡nktober day seventeen - threesome or moresome with all nine main demons

~1300 words

cw non con drugging , drinking , groping , butt chugging , alcohol , non con , filming

“Mhm? Is something different about the Demonus tonight?” your eyes begin to lid as the castle ballroom goes a bit out of focus. Mammon catches your arm as you stumble and lift your glass to observe the golden liquid.

“Oh?” Diavolo chuckles as he dances his way over to you. “I must’ve forgot to mention I had Barbatos mix in some Human World alcohol into tonight’s brew.”

You frown. “I should- I should probably stop drinking now…”

“MC~,” Asmo grabs your shoulders and plants a fat kiss on your lips, tasting wine and flowers. You groan into the kiss, blinking hard.

“I need—,” your head spins and pounds as you pull away from Asmo’s soft, soft lips. “I think I should lay down.”

“Awh,” Asmo whines and Belphie perks up.

“Come here, MC,” he motions to the spot at the table next to him and you sway as you walk over to him. Beelzebub clears the whole area of the table that you’re sitting in front of, taking the cups and plates and serving bowls.

You hum as Belphie grabs you and makes you rest yourself up to your breasts on the table. Your eyes slip closed and you feel someone’s hands, gloved, maybe Barbatos or Lucifer, fondling your chest and you weakly try to shove them away. Alcohol tugs at your mind lulling you into lethargy.

“Mhmm, stop it,” your words come out slurred as your cheek presses into the table cloth. Someone shushes you and across the table someone lifts you by your armpits to lay you vertically on the table.

“Hm?” You try to look up, Beelzebub’s blurry face coming into view. “What’s— What’re we doin’?”

“Shh, don’t worry,” Lucifer’s voice.

“No, wait, what’s—?” You sniff as Belphie’s hands tug down your dress pants, exposing your underwear. “Don’t do that!”

“Shh, it’s okay, just relax, MC,” Belphie rubs his hands over the curve of your behind as he says it. You whimper into the tablecloth as your underwear is stripped away and discarded.

Embarrassment spikes your heart when slender fingers pry open the lips of your pussy. Tears well up in your eyes from the humiliation and you want to do something about this, whatever is going on, but you’re so tired.

“Awh,” Asmo’s colorful nails snag your attention as he coos over you. They tenderly cup your face and he presses a kiss to your lips.

“Just relax,” Mammon pets over your hair.

It’s hard to relax when Belphie’s rubbing his fingers over your dry slit.

He needs to stop, you think. You’re in the middle of Diavolo’s ballroom, and you aren’t in the mood. What would Diavolo do — think of you — if he saw this?!

“Wait,” you attempt to lean up, but the heavy petting on your hair from Mammon makes it hard to lift yourself. Both from the pressure and from the part of it soothing you.

“Shh,” Mammon murmurs into your hair.

Something warm and wet rubs over your slit, and it takes half a second before you realize that it’s Belphie’s tongue. There’s a kiss pressed into your hair, but it does little to stop the trembling sob from leaving your chest.

Another hand begins undoing the lace of your shirt from the back. From the skill of the fingers you assume it’s either Asmo or Satan. It makes you sniffle and try and squirm away.

The tongue against your hole has begun arousing your body, making slick begin to leak from your pussy.

“It’s okay,” Mammon mumbles against your scalp. “Just relax, it’ll be so much easier if you just let them in.”

“Nngh,” you can’t find the words to disagree with him. It halfway turns to a moan as Belphie’s lips wrap around your clit, and his tongue rapidly flicks over the sensitive bud. Your hips weakly squirm away from the stimulation but you get nowhere.

Your top falls from your body and a rush of cold air raises your nipples to peaks. A large, warm hand scoops under your body to fondle one. The other breast is quickly taken hold by a smaller hand, but fondled as well.

“This ‘s wrong, stop,” you protest.

“Do you think they’ll remember this tomorrow?” A voice, Satan’s you think, although the cloudiness of your mind has a lot of room for error. You jolt as a pinch is sent through one of your nipples, a weak shout leaving you, encouraging Mammon to place another soft kiss to your hair.

“Not if we keep them drinking at a steady rate.” Lucifer, or is it Diavolo?, replies. Shoes click against tiled linoleum and another hand ruffles through your hair and grabs hold of your skull, lifting you to meet the red gaze of Lucifer.

He takes in the daze on your face, sighing before gently dropping your head. He says something to someone, but it’s too quiet for you to understand.

Belphie is too good at oral for your own good, and your legs clench and unclench fruitlessly as you cream over the demon’s face. You swear you can feel him smile against your sticky sex.

“My turn?” A deep voice, Beelzebub’s, asks and one of the hands on your breasts disappears.

“Take their mouth, I want this side,” yes, that’s Belphegor speaking.

Mammon helps another pair of hands maneuver you so that your head can just slightly go over the ledge of the table and your eyes get up close and personal with a humongous erect cock. Based on the ginger pubes, it is Beel. Then his hands pry your mouth open and the tip of his cock slips into your mouth.

You hope he doesn’t force you to take the whole thing, it’s far too large for you to live through that. Luckily, for your life, he only fucks your throat in quick, shallow thrusts.

On your other end Belphie’s sliding into your spit slicked hole. He whimpers lowly, and begins a slow rhythm of thrusts.

There’s the sound of multiple zippers all at once, and muffled the starting sound of a DDD beginning a recording. Fuck, someone is filming.

The notion that you’re being recorded as you’re being taken advantage of, makes a fresh wave of tears build up. They’re brushed away by Mammon’s tender hand as soon as they fall, another round of shushing on his end.

It takes far too long for the twins to finish their assault on your holes before they ejaculate into you. You choke on the absolute tsunami of semen that Beel delivers and he pulls out of your mouth with a creamy-spitty dick. Belphie also pulls out after creamping you.

A chilled bottle rim ghosts over the rim of your ass and cold alcohol trickles over the lip and makes you shiver. The rim is lodged into your hole and there’s a brief moment then all of the chill of the drink comes flooding into your ass. You cry out in shock as your bowels are forced to contain the liquid.

Out of the corner of your eye you see Barbatos’ slender gloved hands adjusting the angle he’s filming, and you cringe fruitlessly away from the lens.

In front of you another cock, Diavolo’s, appears, he’s rapidly jerking himself off and aiming at your face. More of the demons you had been partying with surround you, all tugging on their dicks like their lives depend on it. Just when you think you’re in the clear from any more penetration, Diavolo sets his heavy tip in your sore mouth.

Fuck.

Someone, you can’t crane your neck to see who, presses into your wine filled ass. They shallowly fuck into your hole, making the liquid slosh around uncomfortably.

Your body begins to tire and the alcohol in your system begins to make you lethargic. The last thing you remember is:

“They won’t remember this, right?” You hope you don’t.

#obey me #obey me smut #obey me x reader #obey me lemon #obey me shall we date #obey me scenarios #obey me x mc #demon brothers x reader #obey me beel smut #obey me lucifer smut #obey me mammon smut #obey me diavolo smut #obey me barbatos smut #obey me belphie smut #obey me asmo smut #obey me satan smut #non con cw #obey me kinktober

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mitch-the-silly · 2 months

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I feel like when Vox starts spiraling about his power and controlling the masses he just starts to sound like "Redesign Your Logo" by Lemon Demon-

Like- You can't tell me he doesn't start sounding crazy like that-

Like "Everything is connected; Every demographic will see this! And if they don't, are they even human?" Is definately something he would say-

(I'm writing a fic on this)

Like look at him and tell me this man's insanity isn't defined by that song-

#hazbin vox #vox hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel vox #vox headcanons #vox is so silly i swear #redesign your logo #lemon demon #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel headcanon #hazbin headcanons #vox x reader #vox x you #vox x reader smut #vox x alastor

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erajoie07 · 2 months

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Breakfast in Bed but NSFW : Reacher (2022) x Fem reader

Writer's note: In the duration of this song, I got into the spur of it and had to repeat it a couple of times until I finished it. I'm telling you, while I was writing this I was like 🥵🥵

🖋️He’s insatiable. He can still see the marks he placed last night when he’s got her arching her back against his chest as he emptied his balls inside her and left marks on her neck. Seeing her exposed to his delight first thing in the morning gets his cock rising palming it himself. Reacher brushes his lips across old marks and dips two of his thick fingers inside her pussy feeling it get wet. He teases her when he swipes his thumb across her clit and she squirms in her sleep. Reacher grins as he lets out a low grunt seeing how YN's forehead scrunches.

“Such a filthy sweetheart. Got my cock aroused because of you.” He whispers filthy nothings in her ear, “Fuck, your pussy’s so good” Reacher moans as he slides the head of his cock near her entrance up and down.

YN’s eyes flicker open and sees Reacher going at again.

“You’re awake now, sweetheart.” Reacher leans in to wipe his kiss on hers which she reciprocates. He gets on top of her as he finds his place near the side of her neck. She grabs his cock and swipes her thumb on his slit. He shudders and pins her wrists above her head. “You’re in no position to tease, sweetheart.”

She pouts and he smirks at her antic.

“Reacher,” she calls

“What’s that, sweetheart?”

She raises her hips flaunting her chest at him.

“Have you lost your voice now? Did my cock got your brain in a wreck that you couldn’t speak.” He slides his finger up and down her wetness mimicking what his tongue would. Her breath becomes unsteady.

“Reacher please, I want you to eat me out. Please!” She begs

“That’s more like it. When did asking for a favor became a bad thing.”

YN writhes under his mercy.

Reacher gets out of bed and forcefully pulls her ankles hitting the floor. “Spread your legs, sweetheart,” he commands and she does so. “Wider,” he barks. Spreading out for him seeing that cute little button. He gets on his knees and begins to feast on her wet and glistening pussy. Like a pen she used Reacher swipes his nose up and down her slit to her clit until his mouth finds her clit and sucks it. YN writhes on bed and when he dips his fingers deep inside, it got her toes curling and closing her legs with her head between them. She becomes a freak in bed with a mouth wide open letting out silly moans filthy nothings for the room to her. She grabs a fist of his hair which she immediately lets go when Reacher’s tongue flicks on her clit multiple times. YN is about to lose her mind that’s already in a wreck. While he eats her out, Reacher strokes his cock his eyes set on the scrunching and writhing of his pretty woman on his bed. When she tips her head back he lets go and fastly hovers above her inserting his thick and hungry cock just before she could cum.

“Fuck you,” she weakly curses

Reacher mocks her, pinching her nipples as his cock hits sweet spots inside her.

“Your pussy is so tight, sweetheart. I can never get this.” His hips move in a fast and rough pace on their own as his arms engulf her to his chest whispering nasty little things in her ear.

“You’re gonna be my little whore if you keep this up. I’m gonna breed this pussy, fill you with my cum and I’ll fuck the living daylight out of you. You like that, my little whore?”

“Yes! Yes! I’m your whore! I can take it!”

Reacher grins, “Atta girl!” he continues with his brutal pace of his cock, his balls hitting her ass. His size squishing her and her legs fall apart from having to keep up.

“I’m cumming, Reacher!”

“Fucking cum for me, whore!”

His cock hits it as she creams around his length. Afterwards he slows down often pausing sloppily fucking her before he halts and cums inside her.

Reacher hits his head on the soft mattress after he finished bathing with her. He has oiled her legs from the pain earlier and brought her some beverage to drink.

“You feeling much better, sweetheart?”

YN nods smiling at him.

“I was too rough with you. I’m sorry.” He apologizes grazing his fingers on her cheek.

“It was fine, I like it. I would tell you if you were.”

Reacher smiles, “Does it taste good?”

YN agrees offering him a drink. Reacher swallows hesitantly, “I’d still drink coffee though.”

YN laughs afterwards.

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heartfullofleeches · 2 years

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Yandere Demon nsfw

Since I own two souls here’s a draft of your yandere demon in heat.

Word count: 500 mdni

Baron had been acting strangely lately. Stranger than usual. Clingier than ever before; hardly listening to you even with added pressure. He growled at your boss for just wishing you a good morning. The moment your clothes came off, they’d disappear within a flash; you having caught him hunched over in your room with the articles strong in his clutches. The worst part were the looks. Just – watching you at all hours of the day. Urges kept barely at bay.

It all came to a head one weekend morning. Alasdair was nowhere to be seen, and Baron was cuddled to your back as you woke up abruptly. Dawn hadn’t even hit, but you found trouble in going back to sleep. What’s worse was that the room felt too hot, sticky. You soon realized the source of the heat came from the hundred pound demon behind you. His leg was wedged between yours, hands gripped at your thighs and held you close; sleepy grumbles falling from his lips. The dampness of his skin only worsened the feeling, the back of your shirt drenched as he buckled against you in his slumber. You couldn’t do it anymore. You needed to cool down or you’d end up in hell before you even died.

You squirm out of Baron's grasp, the demon brought to immediate attention at the loss of his cuddle partner. He grabs the side of the bed, claws just out of reach as you stand up.

“Y/n.. wait. I.. I don’t feel so hot. Can you stay?”

“I need to take a shower. I’ll be right back.”

He calls after you, but you leave him here in silence agony. He turns onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. Shit, he could still smell you. In the sheets, the pillows – the air. It was driving him wild. He thought his cycle would be over by now, but it seemed with a mate he found proper, it only lasted longer and powered tenfold. The bathroom light blinds him as he looks towards it. You had forgotten to lock the door, and even worse – close it. His breath came in shaky pants as he saw your shorts fall to the floor through the crack in the door.

You check yourself in the mirror as the water rages on within the shower. Your eyes were heavy from the lack of sleep that wasn’t just from tonight. If the shower didn’t help, you’d try sleeping on the couch instead.

The creek of the door catches your attention. From the reflection, you watch as Baron slips into the bathroom; sheets wrapped around his lower torso. His head was low, both mouths exhaling deeply and saliva edging from his lips. He creeps over, arms slithering around you as he drops his head on your shoulder.

“Um.. Y/n? I shouldn’t be asking you for anything, but I could really use a favor right now. Fuck, you smell so good.”

He presses against you; you having to grip the sink for support, and that’s when you feel it. Something rubs against your lower back as he pushes – two somethings to be precise, the cloth around them wet like everything else.

“I’m… in heat and.. just thinking about you isn’t enough.”

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yanderemommabean · 10 months

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I've thinking about yandere Beel having too much demonus one night. He holds you tightly in his lap while you writhe and try to get away, feeling an ominous energy as he just tightens his hold, growling deep in his chest.

He's spewing the most filthy, nastiest fantasies he has about you. Telling you how he can't wait to get knuckle deep inside of you while you whimper and cry out for him, how he can't help but want to have his mouth all over you, have you climax down his throat or cover his face in your essence while he wrings you dry of every orgasm he can manage.

Beel wont let you stand up, won't let you push him away to "sleep this off". He pouts, looking like a kicked puppy when you start to squirm away and fight him. Don't you want him to help you make those pretty noises? Don't you like him like he likes you? You do like him right? You LOVE him don't you?

Let him show you how deeply he loves you then. Let him play with your body and take you apart. He wants to taste everything you have to give, every moan, cry, whimper and plead. Lucifer doesn't have to know, it'll be a moment between you two, where no one else can gaze upon you with their disgusting and greedy eyes.

-Mommabean

#yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #mommabean #yandere beelzebub #yandere obey me #yandere demons #yandere exophilia #ish #yandere dubcon #yandere noncon #yandere male #obey me x reader #yandere smut #yandere lemons

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momolady · 11 months

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Leraye the Demon

A family owned cafe, which has a magic of it's own, is centered in a city where ghosts, demons, and other strange things appear. Serving tea and even free peppermints has a whole new meaning to them.

Female Reader x Male Monster (both cis)

It was barely even light out when you opened the back door to the cafe. You glanced up to the sky, seeing the moon was still out. For a moment you held your breath and counted to ten, letting the moon wash over you and prepare you for the long day ahead.

“Where are you with that moon water?” Your mother shouted from inside.

“Coming!” You yelled back. You grabbed up the pitcher and stumbled with a second. “It’s heavy,” you grunted as you went back into the kitchen.

“Good!” Your mother exclaimed. She took the pitcher and looked inside. “The extra heft means the moon was happy last night. Whatever we make today will be imbued with that special energy.” She took the pitcher and filled a measuring glass.

“Perfect!” You said excitedly.

Your mother turned back and squinted at you. “How so?”

Your cheeks flushed. “Well uh…it’s wednesday! Hump day. People need that extra push over the uh-” your mother’s stare made you squirm. “The hump.” You forced a smile.

“The green suit comes in today,” she said with a nod, turning back to the counter where she added yeast to the water.

You glanced aside, seeing your older sister, Bo, watching you from the coffee bar, her pitcher of moon water clutched in her hand, angled to begin pouring.

“What green suit?” You chuckled.

Bo let out her sharp but melodic laugh.

You turned and glared at her, mouthing “shut up.”

“Don’t sass your sister. We all know why you’ve been coming in every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday despite school,” she scoffed. “The green suit comes on those days at exactly 10:45. He orders a large flat white, a charmed rosemary scone, and the sandwich of the day.”

“He’s also a demon,” Bo added in.

Your mother raised a finger. “We let him have his privacy. He wants to pretend to be human, we let him. He’s not hurting anyone so there’s no reason for us to intervene.” Your mother then snapped her fingers at you. “Get to work, stop arguing with your mother! Get the front ready so when your father comes in he can awaken the place.”

You gave Bo one last look before heading out to the front of the shop. You took chairs down off the table, making sure the charm written on the bottom of each one is still clear and unsmudged. If any are, you’ll have to have your dad speak to them when he arrived.

Outside the window you could see shadows moving about, watching the inside before the wind swept them up, tossing them like smoke. They swirled and evaporated, but another would always take their place.

A ghost came through the door, their eyes distant and unfocused as they shambled towards the counter.

“You need to wait outside,” you said to them. “We’re not open yet.”

The ghost approached the counter with a mournful moan.

“We’re closed Hester!” You snapped at her. “Just because you lived here before doesn’t mean you get the run of the place,” you scoffed.

Hester didn’t move, she stood there at the counter, her pitiful moan getting louder and louder until your mom had to shout from the back. Hester slowly retreated then, but she didn’t leave, she just huddled in the corner holding her knees while her blood stained dress rippled out along the floor.

“Chill out Hester, be glad she didn’t come out here,” you sighed.

A while later your dad arrived, carrying a backpack in one hand, your baby sister’s hand in the other.

“Why is Jia not in school?” Your mother fussed.

You smiled at Jia, noticing she looked a bit off.

“Poor thing got sick on the way in. I told her she could sleep in the office and if she got worse I’d take her to Granny.”

Your mom sighed as she knelt before Jia, pinching her cheeks, swiping her forehead then kissing the top of her head. “Alright, she does have a changed scent today.”

“I’ll get her settled,” you said. You took Jia’s hand from your father. “Hester is pouting in the corner,” you said to your father.

He clicked his tongue. “The full moon last night must have her riled up, I’ll get her settled.” Your father took out his bells and incense.

You took Jia to the office, placing a blanket down on the old sofa so it wasn’t scratchy on her sensitive skin.

“What happened, Jiji?” You asked her.

Jia burbled and let out a burp. “Bad smell,” she murmured. “Very bad smell.”

You placed a pillow under her head. “Another one?” You sighed. “Where was it this time?” You reached into her bag, taking out her plush bat that was filled with dried rosemary, lavender, and sage.

Jia took the bat and held it to her face, breathing in deeply. “The mall.”

You nodded, knowing exactly what she was talking about. She had been smelling bad things from there for a while, not to mention you had been seeing a black cloud hanging around the place. “We’ll call Uncle Hector to come inspect things. You just rest okay. I’m sure Bo is already making you your ginger tea.”

“You smell nice,” Jia murmured. “You’re excited aren’t you?”

I arched my brow at her. “Your little nose is too good, Jiji.”

Jia giggled. “Is it the green suit? I like him! He smells…different.”

You hushed her. “No more talk of the green suit. All of you just love teasing me about him.” You then left, dimming the light so Jia could nap easier.

In the front you heard Hester’s agonizing wails while your father tried talking to her with a calming tone.

You turned the open sign on and suddenly Hester went quiet and floated back towards the counter. You sighed, placing a hard candy on the counter. A smile appeared on her drawn, sunken face and as she took the candy into her hand she began to disappear. A shining penny sat on the counter where the candy had rested. You placed it in the tip jar.

“I can’t see why we can’t just put the peppermint dish back out,” your dad said.

“Because then she’d start her shit all over again,” you scoffed. “Things have been so much better since we started enforcing her to obey our hours just like any other customer.”

Your dad shrugged, looking around the restaurant with a pleasant smile. “It’s going to be a wonderful day, I can feel it.”

Your mother came from the back, carting one of the big trays full of her baked wonders. “Not if bad shit keeps happening at the old mall.” You took the tray from her and she arched her brow.

“Is that why Jia’s reacting?” She asked. “The mall again?”

“I’ll call Hector, don’t worry,” you dad huffed.

The day went on as normal after that. The morning rush came and went, and right as things were getting quiet and you could do some cleaning, it was 10:45.

The door chimed and you looked up, your heart swelling with excitement and joy. It was the green suit, aka Mr. Leraye. On first glance he was not someone you would pay attention to, at least that’s what he wanted.

“A flat white and a rosemary scone,” he said with that quiet, smooth voice of his. “What’s the sandwich of the day today?”

You smiled brightly at him, watching as he took off his sunglasses. “It’s a good one!”

Mr. Leraye smiled. “Yes, but what is it?” He pointed to the sign that usually advertised the sandwich of the day, and it was noticeably blank.

“Oh!” You gasped. “I’m sorry. Things got hectic early today.” You took out the chalk and started writing.

He chuckled. “Quite alright.”

“I’ll tell you then. Today’s sandwich is banh mi with fresh carrot, cucumber, cilantro and marinated chicken.” You set the sign back in place. “It’s one of my favorites.”

“Sounds good. I’ll take one of those as well.” He took out a completely black credit card he used to pay for his order. “To be fair though, everything you make here I would consider a favorite. You’ve not disappointed me once with the sandwich of the day.”

“I can’t take credit for that. My mom does most of the meal planning,” you said with a chuckle. “I used to cook but university takes up a lot of time and energy these days.”

“That’s why I come here as often as I do. Work takes up all of mine.” He said this in such a way you felt like you couldn’t follow up with anything.

You decided to persist though. You wanted to keep talking to him.

“Nice day today, isn’t it?” You asked, hoping to spark up some conversation.

Mr. Leraye turned to look out the window. “I suppose.”

You tried to keep your customer service appearance up, but it was so hard to start a conversation with him. You’d been wanting to strike up a friendly rapport between the two of you for so long now, but it always seemed he was trying to get a thirty-nine and a half foot pole between the two of you.

“Not much for sunny days?” You asked.

“I’m not an outdoors person in general.” He placed his card elegantly back into his wallet, then tucked it into the pocket of his jacket.

“I don’t think you’re alone there,” you chuckled.

“I know,” he stated flatly.

Fuck, you cussed in your head. You’d had a crush on him for ages! Why couldn’t you catch a break? You decided to just do your job and get his order ready. You laid out the paper to wrap his sandwich for when your mom got it ready. You also got his flat white and fixed it with a lid and the paper holder.

The door to the kitchen opened, and Jia walked out, holding her bat. “Mom said I could have a croissant.”

“Just a second Jia, we’ve got a customer.” You motioned over towards Mr. Leraye who was looking at his phone.

“Sorry, mister,” Jia said.

“Quite alright.” He peered up from his phone to glance at Jia who was already staring up at him.

“I like your suit,” Jia told him.

Mr. Leraye looked taken aback. “Thank you.”

She tilted her head to the side. “Did you know, a long time ago, they had to use arsenic to make the color green for clothes?” Jia asked.

You bit your cheek to keep from laughing.

“I think I heard that somewhere.” Mr. Leraye stated with an uncertain tone.

Jia took a step towards him. “If your suit was made like green clothes used to be, you’d be covered in ulcers and vomit up blood. Even people around you would get sores and scabs from just brushing against the fabric!”

Mr. Leraye just stared at her.

“Aren’t you grateful it’s not?” Jia asked, stunned that he wasn’t reacting to her claims like she wanted.

You broke a bit, snickering as you took the tray containing Mr. Leraye’s sandwich from the window to the kitchen. “I’m sorry Mr. Leraye, she’s bored with telling us her favorite facts and she doesn’t have her school teacher to terrify today.”

He just shrugged with a stunned look on his handsome face. “I’m more shocked that such a cute looking girl knows such disgusting facts.”

Jia was offended. “History is very disgusting, sir!”

He nodded. “Well, right you are, young scholar.”

You reached into the counter and got Jia her croissant. “If you want cheese you can get some from Mom in the back.”

Jia instead looked back at Mr. Leraye. “Did you know that Marie Antoinette used a face cleanser made with pigeons?” She took a bite of her croissant looking Mr. Leraye dead in the eye. “Actually, it was made with eight whole pigeons! Could you imagine?”

“I…I honestly don’t think I can.” There was a slight chuckle to his voice.

Her gaze didn’t move from him as she took a bite of her croissant. “Rich people are weird.”

“She may have been rich, but in death she was treated no more than a pauper.” he leaned down slightly towards Jia. “Did you know she was buried in an unmarked grave?” He asked her.

Jia’s eyes widened. “Yes!” She said with excitement.

“You are a morbid little doll,” he said.

“I wish I was a doll. That would be cool,” Jia sighed.

You placed Mr. Leraye’s order on the counter. Once again, you had written your number on his cup. This would be the third time, and third time was always the charm. “There you go, Mr. Leraye. Hopefully my sister hasn’t put you off your food too much.”

He picked up his bag. “Not at all. I’m sure I’ll think back on it fondly later today.” For a moment, his glamor faded in front of you. Green smoke billowed off the top of his head, which shrouded the great horns hidden within. His pure white skin had deep green stains around his mouth, fingers, and down the center of his throat.

He picked up his flat white, his hand covering your desperately placed number. “Have a good day then.” He turned and faced an unblinking Jia. “Do you have another morbid fact for me before I go?”

Jia stepped forward a bit. “Siberian bears will dig up dead bodies for food.” She took a bite of her croissant again. “They used cemeteries like refrigerators.”

“You’re not a Siberian bear are you?” Mr. Leraye asked.

Jia shook her head.

“Good.” He said with a nod. “Thank you again,” he said towards you.

“Thank you, have a good day Mr. Leraye,” you said to him as he left. You then cut your eyes at Jia. “How long have you been sitting on that green dye line?”

She just smiled wickedly as she nibbled on her croissant. “How long are you gonna put your number on his cup?”

You glared at her and she glared back. “Better be glad you’re still cute, Jiji” you grumbled at her.

That evening you stop at the grocery store like always. You get your favorite drink, as well as whatever few things are needed at home. You’re going down the cereal aisle when you see an emerald glow from the corner of your eye. You look up, and there he is, the green suit himself holding a box of overly sugary and childish cereal.

Your heart pounds and you wonder if you should say anything. It’s your first time seeing him out in the wild, you didn’t want to make a fool of yourself. You stood, adjusting your scarf and fluffing up your hair. You then turned towards him with a smile.

“Good evening, Mr. Leraye.”

He set the cereal box down with force, jerking away from the shelf like he had been caught. His dark eyes focus on you and there’s a visible relaxing of his shoulders. “What a surprise.”

“How was the banh mi today?” You asked.

“It was very good.” His eyes darted about.

“Sorry if my baby sister freaked you out today. She’s been going through a phase.” You say this, but you have a feeling it won’t be a phase for Jia.

“Don’t apologize, it was a surprise, but I found myself looking up green dye today at work just to make sure it’s not still arsenic.” He shrugged. “Funny how the mind works.”

“Yes, funny.” You saw a ghost standing behind Mr. Leraye. The face of the ghost was blurry and jerky. In fact the atmosphere in the cereal aisle became heavy and anxious. You swallowed and the hairs on the back of your neck stood on end, prickling as the ghost stared at Mr. Leraye’s back.

“Do you mind helping me with something?” Mr. Leraye walked towards you. “You know a thing or two about coffee right?” He led you down the aisle, away from their jerking, whispering ghost that knocked over a display of bran flakes as it watched you.

Relief swept over you the further you went. In the coffee aisle, Mr. Leraye picked up a random bag of coffee and showed it to you. “I’ve got a dinner meeting I’m hosting at my house. I was wondering what I should get.”

“You saw it too, huh?” You chuckled. “It was creeping me out, so thanks for getting us out of there!”

Mr. Leraye frowned. “Saw what?”

“The ghost,” you said as simply as possible. “Honestly if you want to serve something at a dinner party, I would recommend getting whole beans and grinding them. It looks impressive to most people.”

His stare didn’t budge. “You can see ghosts?”

You nodded. “I see lots of things. Ghosts are just kind of everywhere, ya know? Like the shadows. But if it’s hidden from the human eye, I can usually make it out.”

Mr. Leraye’s whole body became rigid. His fist clenched tight and there was a wisp of green smoke that would puff from his nose.

You then realized what he was getting tense about. “It’s okay, really. I’ve been noticing stuff like that all my life. It’s sort of a family trait,” you chuckled. You then tapped your finger to your lips. “Don’t tell anyone.”

Mr. Leraye huffed, setting the coffee back on the shelf. “I knew there was something up with the cafe,” he murmured. He then eyed you, trying to figure out if you knew his secret too.

“My mom comes from a long line of witches, and my dad fancies himself an occultist and psychic.” you shrugged. “All my siblings have some sort of special gift.”

“No wonder your sister has such fascinating wisdom.” he kept watching you, waiting for you to spill the beans. “What about you then?”

“My mom calls it my x-ray vision,” you said. “But basically, I can see things most people can’t. My little sister has the scent version of that,” I said tapping my nose.

Mr. Leraye’s shoulders went back and he lifted his chin up. He looked dominating, hot, but unwarranted. “So…what do you see now?”

“Nothing really, just you,” you replied with a smile.

He breathed and green smoke flowed from his nostrils. “That’s good I suppose.” You both started walking, ambling down the aisles together.

“Do you work near the cafe?” You asked out of curiosity.

“The Ettellia Complex,” he said. “I have an office there.”

You glanced up at him. “That pretty building that used to be a cathedral? It must be nice there.”

“It can be,” he murmured. “But like most of this town, it has more than it’s fair share of ghosts.”

“Does it get aggravating?”

“Not for me,” he murmured.

You shrugged. “Yeah. I guess I’m just used to it myself. And we usually figure out a way to deal with them if they get to be too much. And we have a good family friend that deals with really bad ones.”

Things got quiet as you lingered in the baking and spices aisle.

“Have you noticed anything about the mall?” You asked.

He looked up from a bottle of vanilla he was inspecting. “I know I wouldn’t go there if I was paid to. Why do you ask?”

“My sister, she'll get really sick if she goes near it. The smell there really affects her. That’s why she was at the store today. I was just curious if you had noticed anything about it or…maybe knew something.”

“Why would I know?” He asked as someone walked past the two of you.

You walked up to the only register that was open and stood in line together. “Mind if I ask what you do?”

“What do you do?” He countered.

You shrugged. “I dunno. School and the cafe is really it.”

He nodded. “That’s good at least. What do you do at school?”

You smirked and leaned towards him a bit. “What do you do at work?” By now, this was the longest conversation you were able to have with Mr. Leraye, you weren’t going to let it slip through your fingers.

Mr. Leraye sighed. “I do design work for companies.”

Ah-ha! So your mother was right. He did have some sort of office job. “So you're the artsy type.”

He gave you the eye. “I wouldn’t say it’s artsy. Not these days anyways.”

You looked ahead at the line, seeing the blurred face ghost heading towards the glass doors. “What kind of design?” The doors opened for the ghost, causing a woman nearby to get startled.

“Depends. I do a lot of formatting and arraignment on things. Sometimes logos.” He glanced down at you. “And aside from writing your number on coffee cups, what do you do?”

Yoru cheeks warmed and you met his glance. “Oh, so you did notice.”

Mr. Leraye nodded. “I did.”

You stood there awkwardly, stomach grumbling a bit from nerves and hunger. That made the atmosphere feel even more awkward.

“What do you really see? Is that why you kept leaving your number?” He asked in a hushed, urgent tone. “Tell me the truth.”

You licked your lips then took in a deep breath. “Green smoke. Paper white skin,” you said simply.

Mr. Leraye nodded in silence.

“I wouldn’t tell a soul,” you murmured.

The line moved and you stepped forward. Mr. Leraye angled himself behind you. He leaned down to whisper to you.

“All I want is to live my life in peace. There has been too much chaos before, and if that were to ever be ruined-”

“I get it,” you huffed. You turned and looked back at him. “I’m not hinting at chaos. I left my number because I like you.”

His eyes widened and he stood straight again.

“I left my number in a, you know, flirting way,” you pouted.

There was no expression on his face. Those sharp cheekbones and jawline didn’t bridge. “Oh. I see.” he said that in a way too calm a tone for someone who was about to threaten your life for revealing his identity.

“That’s it?” You asked.

“I’m thinking,” he mumbled.

You approached the conveyor belt and placed your items upon it. “About?”

Leraye let out a huff and he smoothed down the front of his jacket. “I’ve purposefully avoided any dating or romantic entanglements while I have been here. Mainly out of fear of being found out and possibly having to leave my life behind to rebuild elsewhere. But…you already know.”

“Know what?”

He glared at you.

You chuckled as you approached the counter and the conversation went quiet. You paid and got your bags. You looked at the door, seeing the blurry faced ghost was standing out there. Your stomach went into a knot, but you knew you’d have to walk past it. It even seemed to be waiting on you.

Mr. Leraye stepped up and led the way. As he walked past the ghost, the green smoke he released billowed off, surrounding the ghost which disappeared back inside the grocery store.

“Thanks,” you said with a breathless voice. “I usually don’t mind ghosts, but that way made me feel uneasy.”

“No problem.” He turned and looked at you before heading to his car. Green smoke came out instead of white steam in the cold air. He took his phone out of his pocket, and the light from it illuminated his very pale skin. “I don’t have that cup anymore, so what’s your number?”

Your heart leapt up into your throat. “Oh uh-” Your thoughts fumbled about for a bit before you blurted out your phone number.

He nodded, tucking his phone back into his pocket. “We’ll talk then.”

A smile blossomed on your face and you couldn’t hold back. “Okay! Sure. Yeah.” You bobbed your head along. “Sounds good. Yup!”

Mr. Leraye Gave you a look. “Don’t get too excited now. I haven’t made up my mind.” He turned and walked back towards his car.

You were still excited. He had your number on his phone, that was enough to celebrate about.

The following day, you were getting out of class and heading towards the library to study. The day was bright, and it was hurting your eyes. You squinted through the shadows of the awning around the library door, thinking you could see someone coming towards you.

Then your phone rang.

You scoffed, it had ot be your mother, no one else ever called you. You answered without even looking.

“I’m just getting out of class, I haven't even gotten the exam results back yet,” you huffed.

“Well then, I’m glad I’m not bothering you.” Leraye’s voice came through and shocked your system, stopping you dead in your tracks.

You held your breath for a second. “Sorry, I thought this was my mom.” You stepped off the sidewalk onto the grass so people could get by.

“Only me. I wanted to continue our conversation from last night.”

You swallowed. “Okay, sure.” You wandered along the grass, aiming towards one of the trees so you could stand in shade. “What about?”

“It bothers me that you can see me.”

“A lot of people can see you. Is that really so bad?” You sat down under the tree and placed your backpack to the side.

“Not what I meant,” he grumbled. “You can see me like no one else can. That bothers me a great deal.”

You glanced around, seeing people going back and forth to classes. “I promised I wouldn’t tell anyone. Not that I ever was going to.”

“But what if someone found out about you? About your family? If word got out you could see beyond normal vision, that could be a problem.” You could hear a chair being moved as Leraye spoke to you.

“I guess,” you murmured.

There was an edge of irritation to Leraye’s voice. “I’m being serious here. It concerns me that you can just tell people so easily about your abilities.”

“Just you.” You leaned back against the tree and looked up.

“A demon,” he huffed.

“Is there something you’re trying to get at?” You were trying to keep the conversation light in case anyone were to be listening in.

“Is there somewhere we can talk about this in private?” He asked.

You smiled as your heart pounded. “Like a date?”

“Not like a date. I want to talk to you in person,” he huffed.

You thought for a second. “Do you like sushi?”

Leraye grunted. “What?”

“There’s a sushi place down from my family’s cafe called Nice Place. They have these big private booths, they also have really good food. We can meet there tonight if you want. So, do you like sushi or not?” You were holding back on your excitement.

“That’s fine,” Leraye sighed. “But don’t be getting any ideas.”

“Great. Let’s say at six?”

“Fine. I’ll see you then.” He hung up and you jumped from the ground and rushed across the grass towards the parking lot. You had just enough time to get home, shower, and make yourself look nice for the ‘not date’.

At home, you were drying your hair while Jia sat on your bed, playing with stuffed raccoon dolls.

“You have that smell again,” she said.

“I know,” you huffed. “I’m meeting Leraye at Nice Place.”

You could see Jia peek at you from the mirror. “How did you do that?”

“We ran into each other at the grocery store last night and got to talking. By the way, the ghost you said that smells like diesel fuel is back.”

“He’s creepy.” Jia slipped off the bed and came to stand by you at your vanity. “Are you and green suit gonna kiss?”

Your cheeks flushed. “I don’t know, Jiji!”

“You smell like you did during your prom.”

You turned and frowned down at Jia. “Don’t you have anything else better to do than bother me?”

Jia shook her head. “Mom said I couldn’t read my big book because I called the neighbor a troglodyte.”

You eyed Jia as he took your comb through your hair. “Do you even know what that word means?”

Jia shrugged. “If I had my big book I would.”

You stood up and pointed to the door. “I’ve got to change, so get.”

Jia gathered her raccoons off the bed. “Fine.” She stopped in the doorway and looked back at you. “Green suit smells nervous when he comes in the cafe.”

You frowned at her. “What?”

“He gets this smell when he comes in, especially when you’re around.” Jia then smirked. “That’s all.” She shut the door as she raced off.

Because of that, you felt nervous.

You walked to Nice Place, stepping inside where you saw Leraye waiting at the hostess stand. He turned toward you, and dark eyes got this look to them.

“They’re cleaning a table,” he stated.

You nodded. “Okay good. Don’t have to wait long.”

Leraye glanced over you, which you had hoped he would do. You had worn a special dress just for the night, along with a snug little cardigan since it was chilly out. Both were a shade of green.

“You look…nice,” he said with some hesitance.

“Thanks,” you chuckled. “I like your suit.”

He adjusted his jacket. “Yes, well, I came straight from work.”

That moment the hostess returned and seated you at one of the big booths, pulling back the large curtain. She gave you both water and set up the tea set, then closed you in with your menus.

Larey picked up his menu. “What do you recommend?”

“If I could afford it, I’d get the sample platter. You get a bit of everything, plus the soup and some extra toppings. It’s expensive but well worth it.” You were checking out the affordable rolls.

“Go ahead and order it, I’ll take care of it,” Leraye said with such a cool, even tone.

You bit the inside of your cheek. “You sure? It’s a lot.”

He laid down his menu. “I don’t mind.”

You hesitantly set your menu down as well, watching as Leraye poured himself a cup of green tea.

“Thank you, this will be a treat.” You tugged at your dress under the table, hoping you weren’t showing too much lap.

“Does it really not bother you that I’m a demon?” He asked suddenly.

You glanced up at him and cleared your throat. “Should I be? I mean, it is odd. The first time I saw you I was a little freaked out, demons don’t just come to earth for coffee and sandwiches.”

Leraye eyed you with a smoldering gaze. “You would be surprised.”

You leaned against the table a bit. “You mean they do?”

“Not exactly. But in the past five years, lots of demons have been leaving our world for this one.” He took a sip of tea then set it aside. “I left before all that.”

You furrowed your brow. “Why are you telling me this?”

“So you’ll understand how dangerous your power is. If the wrong people found out about it, it could put you in danger. You could become a tool.” he shut up instantly as the waitress came. You quickly gave your order, and once the curtain dropped again you both looked at one another with stony expressions.

“We don’t just tell anybody, and even so, my family has friends in all sorts of places. My dad used to work for Robin Antiquities, ever heard of them?”

“I know of Robin,” he murmured. “I ask because I know my kind are constantly hunted. And while I may not like my family, I do care for their well being. I also don’t want to see you being used.”

“My family is well prepared, Leraye,” you said sternly. “My parents know just as much about these things as you do, I’m sure.”

Leraye nodded. “This is part of why I wanted to talk to you.”

“If you’re so worried about my safety then why not take care of me yourself?” You felt embarrassed as soon as the words left your mouth.

Leraye glanced aside, and a slight shift in color on his cheeks took place. Awkward silence filled the booth, and even the waitress could sense the tension when she brought your soup.

“Anything else?” She asked, trying her best to sound chipper.

“Sake,” Leraye said suddenly. “Please.”

The waitress nodded, closing the curtain back without a word.

“Sorry about that,” you muttered.

Leraye shook his head. “I suppose I was leading the conversation anyways.”

You took a drink of water to excuse the silence. When it felt like the silence was too much, you decided to just lay it out. “I’ve liked you for a long time. Demon or not,” you muttered. “You’re nice, a bit standoffish, but I can understand why.” You tugged at the hem of your dress again. “Maybe I’m weird because I do like the demon aspect. Not many girls like monsters I suppose.” You peered back up at him, seeing he’s watching you with that smoldering gaze again.

“But I just…” You swallowed as your nerves fluttered around in your chest and throat. “I just like you.”

“Well,” he murmured. “Thank you, that’s kind to say.” He rubbed at his jaw. “I would be lying if I said I wasn’t flattered. Nor do I think you’re alone in your attraction. I mean, to monsters.” He glanced aside again. “Lots of my family have shacked up, so to speak, with humans.”

You smiled shyly to yourself.

“Also…I order the same thing everytime I come into the cafe because, well, I get too anxious to think of anything else.” Leraye looked back at you.

You opened your mouth to speak when the waitress opened the curtain back up. She placed your food on the table, as well as Leraye’s order of sake. Once she left, you sat in silence again, looking at your food.

“So this is a date,” you murmured.

Leraye chuckled, smiling at you as color rose in his cheeks. You smiled back, giggling softly as Leraye poured you each a small glass of the warm sake.

“Yes, I suppose it is.” Leraye murmured. He held up his glass and you both toasted to the evening.

The rest of the date felt a bit lighter. The air had been so heavy when you started and all of a sudden it was barely noticeable. You played footsie under the table, touching more and more as the warmth of the sake flowed through you.

Leraye drank more than you, finishing off the sake just before leaving. He didn’t seem drunk, but there was an openess to him he didn’t usually have. He put his big hand on the small of your back.

“Let me take you home,” he said.

“Oh, no, that’s alright,” you gasped. “My whole family is there, I wouldn’t want you getting ragged in because of them.”

He nodded. “Then how about you be a gentleman and take me home?”

You squinted for a brief second. “Do you need me to?”

Leraye leaned down, cupping the back of your neck in his hand. He kissed you and he tasted like sake. His lips were warm, but his hand felt chilled against the nape of your neck.

“I haven’t had anything to drink in a long time,” he murmured. “I feel warm all over.”

You nodded. “Yeah. Me too.”

He leaned down again, kissing you affectionately.

Leraye eventually gave you his car keys, and the navigation in his car directed you to his apartment. You got him home and inside his place, which you were surprised to find was full of geodes, rocks, and fossils.

“I’m going to get some water. Want some?” Leraye stipped off his jacket and undid his tie.

“Uhh…sure,” you replied with nerves.

Leraye nodded, wandering off while you were left to look around his living room. He had all sorts of crystals and rocks in his home. It was really quite the amazing collection. You were looking at a large chunk of bismuth when he came back.

He held two bottles in his hand, and he had taken off his dress shirt so all he had on was his tight under shirt. His hair was also disheveled, so he had this sleepy, sexy apeprance to himself.

“Water,” he handed you a bottle then cracked his own open.

I smiled at him, enjoying seeing him in a new state. “I didn’t expect you to be a geology fan.”

You sighed. “It reminds me of home,” he murmured.

“Hell?”

Leraye grimaced and gave you a sarcastic look. “No, not hell.” he glanced back to the rocks. “It’s not what you’d think.”

You smiled and drank some water. “My dad has a lot of crystals back home. We had them sitting out during the full moon.”

“I don’t do that.” Leraye waed for you to follow him, taking you back into another room where there were bookshelves and an entertainment system. He sat down on a massive green sofa and stretched out his legs. You sat beside him, keeping your legs tucked back and together.

“I rarely host guests, let alone a date,” he murmured. “I’m not sure exactly what to do.”

You pressed your lips together in a tight line. You glanced towards the television set and pointed. “We could watch a movie.”

“We could.” He sat up and bent forward, reaching for his phone in his pocket. With a few taps the lights dimmed, and colored LEDs turned on around the entertainment system. Another few taps and the TV turned on as well as switched to an app.

“What movie?” Leraye asked. He handed you his phone so you could scroll through.

You thought for a moment, pursing your lips together. “You really trust me with this decision?”

He shrugged. “I’m at a point right now i don’t really mind much.”

You looked through movies with a slight smile. “Do you often mind much?”

Leraye was quiet for a long pause while you scanned through the movie selection. He shifted in his seat, leaning back and sighing. “I guess.”

You looked from the phone over to his profile, seeing his head leaned back and his eyes gazing up at the ceiling. You lowered the phone down, taking the opportunity to gaze at him and admire him. You saw beneath his human guise, the paper white skin mingled with green smoke stains. His long white hair trailed off the back of the sofa as well as down his shoulder and along his extremely long arm.A long tail curled from behind, going down the side and flicking up and down your ankle. He turned and looked at you, smoke trailing from his endless eyes sockets.

“What are you looking at?”

You inched closer to him and laid your hand over his. You brushed aside his long hair and tucked it behind his wing-like ear.

“You of course. I’ve never gotten a close look at you before.” You grazed your knuckles along his sharp cheekbone and he reached up, grabbing your hand and pulling it away.

He snarled and sharp teeth appeared from behind his lip. Inside a dark green tongue licked along the sharp edges.

“I told you to pick a movie to watch. Not me. I’m relaxing in my own home, don’t take advantage of that.” he didn’t let go of your hand.

“I wasn’t,” you giggled. You inched in closer, kissing his cheek and jaw. You could smell that earthy scent that Jia described, it was wonderful.

Leraye grumbled. “Hey.”

Your lips brushed against his neck and Leraye trembled. You moved in closer to him and your dress hiked up around your thighs.

“That’s…that’s enough, don’t you think?” He puffed but didn’t try to fight.

You pressed in close to him, kissing more and moaning while you did it. His hand reached around you and gripped the small of your back, causing your whole spine to electrify. You lifted your head to face him, both of you breathing slightly off. The two of you kissed and you began to swoon, getting dizzy and a little lightheaded.

Pulling back you took a deep breath, swallowing then chuckling softly. “Okay, I’m done now.” You eased back and Leraye’s tail slipped down along your thigh, bare skin to bare skin. You sat back down on the sofa, selecting a movie.

“It’s a cartoon.” His arm slipped around your shoulders.

You smiled to yourself. “It’s Spirited Away, show some respect.” You relaxed into his side snuggling against him. His tail curled around your back, resting into your lap where you began petting it mindlessly. That was, until you heard a low purr rumble in Leraye’s chest. He coughed to cover it, but you smiled, knowing exactly what you heard.

Together, you watched the movie until you began to feel yourself drift off. You sat up, causing Leraye to move as well.

“I should get going,” you yawned. “Or I’ll pass out on your couch.”

Leraye tapped on his phone, and the light turned back on. He stood up and offered his hand to you. “Will you be at the cafe tomorrow?” He asked.

You smiled as you tugged your dress back down. “I will be. Will you?”

He nodded. “I will.”

Leraye drove you back home. Once you parked out front, he got out of the car with you, walking you up to the front door.

“Very brave, what if someone jumped out?” You asked.

Leraye brushed his fingers through his hair, shifting back into his disguise. “I would hope it would be Jia. I like her.”

“She’s hopefully been in bed for hours.” You stood on tiptoe, giving him a soft kiss. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

He nodded quietly, peering in through the door as you opened it. “Tomorrow then.” You took one last look at him, smiling as he looked bashful. You closed the door and took in a deep breath, extremely happy with how the evening turned out.

The next morning went on like usual, setting up the cafe and getting ready for the day. As you got the front set up and swept outside, you saw Hester sitting at one of the tables outside. You looked her over and sighed.

“Cold morning, isn’t it Hester?” You asked.

Hester moaned.

You followed her gaze across the street. A couple of years ago someone had bought a few of the old storefronts and renovated them. One was a candy store and opened early to sell fresh donuts to the morning crowd. The owner often came over to buy coffee for his employees. Hester watched the storefront with sad eyes, focusing on the owner as he stepped out to put up his sandwich board sign.

“Owns a candy store,” you murmured to her. “Sounds like a good deal to me.”

Hester whimpered.

You chuckled and saw a splash of green in your periphery. Leraye came walking up, clutching a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Hester leaned out in front of him.

Your mouth opened and you were breathless. “You’re early.”

Leraye nodded. “I know.” He held up the flowers. “I got these for you.”

You smiled, taking them and chuckling. “I’ve never been given flowers before.”

“I panicked,” he said.

You smiled sweetly up and him and opened the door, ushering him inside. “Flat white?” You asked.

Leraye approached the counter. “Actually, I think I’ll try something different today.” He glanced over the menu above you. Behind you in the kitchen you could hear your mother and Bo whispering and giggling.

“I’ll try a mocha today,” he said.

You looked at him with surprise.

His whole body stiffened. “What? Is that weird?”

You shook your head. “No, just unexpected. It's one of my favorites.”

He relaxed a little. “Okay then, uhm…avocado steamed bun.”

“Ooh, another good choice,” you said. “Will that be all? Or do you want a sandwich of the day too?”

He shook his head. “I figured I would take you out for lunch today. If you’re free.”

“She is,” your mother called from the back.

You bit your cheek and looked up at him. “I get off at one.”

“I can pick you up here,” he said.

You nodded, rubbing the back of your neck. “Sure. Uhm…one sec, let me get your order together.” You went into the back, seeing your mother and sister giggling.

That afternoon, you waited out front of the store for Leraye. Across the street you saw Hester peering through the window of the candy shop.

“That’s new,” you murmured. A few seconds later, Leraye pulled up in his car. You hopped in, settling into the seat as he drove off.

“So, where are you taking me for lunch?” You asked.

“My place,” he stated.

You smirked. “Oh fun! Are you going to murder me?”

He gave you the eye from behind his sunglasses. “No. I was going to make you lunch. I thought it would be nice.”

“You can cook?”

Leraye turned and smirked at you. “I have a few specialties.”

It was a blur from his car to the apartment. Somehow you ended up making out in his driveway, next thing you knew, you were on his kitchen counter with Leraye’s head between your thighs.

You clutched his horns, breathing hard as his tongue lapped over you. You felt steam and heat along the cold counter top, growing the more Leraye feasted upon you. Pleasure radiated from your core, your eyes lowered as you let it swept through your limbs. Leraye chuckled against your thigh, kissing softly then stroking his hand up your center.

“When you said make me lunch-” you panted. Ou let out a long moan, hitting your head against the cabinets.

“I meant something else,” Leraye growled. He rose up, a tall, statuesque demon standing before you. “But this works out too.”

You took a few breaths, collecting your thoughts from the arousing tongue lashing. “You were really good at that.”

“I can do better.” Leraye leaned over you, kissing you while his tail wrapped around your leg.

You smirked and rubbed your hand up his chest. “What does that mean?”

Leraye picked you up, carrying you from the kitchen to his bedroom. It was dark despite it being the afternoon. His curtains were drawn, blocking out most of the light. He laid you down upon his bed and you both stripped away what remained of your clothing.

Leraye sat down upon the bed, kissing you softly and combing his spidery fingers through your hair. You pet his tail while the kisses were exchanged, and then his purr began to vibrate against your lips.

“I didn’t realize demons purred,” you breathed.

“Shh,” he fussed. He kissed you again, slicing you. His tail coiled around your waist, squeezing you slightly.

You crawled into his lap easing down until you felt his shaft against you.

“You don’t have to,” Leraye whispered.

“Maybe I want to.” You replied, his tail giving you an extra squeeze. You reached down, guiding his cock so it slipped between your thighs, rubbing right against you. You were already warm and wet from his nibbling in the kitchen, so you glided along him easily.

Leraye shuddered, let out a strangled breath as you started to move. “It’s been a while,” he murmured.

His cock throbbed against you, twitching so you could feel his pulse. You kissed him and his tail wrapped up around your back, snapping off your bra. You gasped slightly and his tail pushed you closer into Leraye.

“Stop teasing me.”

You let out a breath and slowly eased yourself down, using your fingers to press him inside. You grunted as he first slipped inside, but moaned as he went deeper.

His tail was now wrapped around your waist, going up your back and bending around the side of your neck. Leraye chuckled, and green lights illuminated from his eyes. He licked your cheek, moaning softly as he savored being inside you.

“How is it?” He whispered.

You wondered how he could even think of talking during a time like this. You looked into his eyes, and took nodded.

Leraye nuzzled into your neck and chuckled. “What’s that?”

You whimpered as his tail coiled more around your neck.

“Talk to me.”

“It’s good,” you burbled. “You feel good.”

He moaned, using his tail to move you. “So do you.” He kissed you, arching his hips and going deeper inside you.

The darkness of his room added to everything. You couldn’t see, so your sense of touch was all the more intense. His kisses, his fingers, every time they brushed against you it felt like electricity was flying through your veins.

His sheets felt so cold against your skin as you pressed into them. His body seemed so large above yours, like an island in his bed. You clung to him, breathing deeply every time his tail clutched tight around you. Inside was a fire, stoking through your body until melted everything in its path.

Sometime later, you stirred, waking up in bed which had cooled in the interim. You could make out shapes in the room, but it was still quite dark. You got up, walking over to the window and parking the curtain. Outside was a sea of white.

That was odd, you hadn’t heard anything about snow.

You turned back, seeing Leraye still snuggled up in bed, his tail twitched free of the covers, searching your side. He slowly began to move when he couldn’t find you. He eyes opened, peering out from his pillow to see you standing there naked.

“What are you doing?” He growled.

“It snowed.”

Leraye beheld out his hand, beckoning you back to bed. “Then you’re stuck here with me.”

You returned to bed, crawling under the covers with him. His tail curled around your hip and stroked up your back. You were just getting comfy again when your stomach growled.

Leraye sighed. “Second time you’ve done that to me.” He huffed and began to get up. “I did promise you lunch. I suppose now I owe you dinner.” he stood up from bed, searching the floor for his clothes. He tossed you a robe hanging on his door.

“If you want to join me while I cook.”

You smiled, watching him as he got dressed. “I can do you one better,” you grunted as you stood. “I’ll help you cook.”

Leraye nodded, a gentle smile on his face.

“Oh, I forgot to ask, what did you think of your different order today?” You asked as you meandered down the hall.

“I liked the mocha, a bit of sweetness was nice.” His tail brushed up against the back of your leg. “And I think I liked the baozi much more than the scone.”

“That’s mom’s specialty.” You stepped into his kitchen, watching him as he opened up his fridge. “What are we making?”

“Probably a pizza. Or a grilled cheese.” he looked back apologetically. “I forgot I needed to shop.”

“You’re in luck, I make the world’s best grilled cheese. They are Jia’s favorite.” You stepped up to Leraye and gave him another kiss. “I do hope you have lots of butter.”

He handed you an unopened box. “All you could eat.”

You snickered and he started laughing too. There before the fridge, you kissed some more until your frustrated belly won out. Outside, the snow continued to fall, and everything felt so quiet and still, just right to enjoy your new demon boyfriend.

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“ᴛᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴜʀᴇ”

☆ Yoriichi x Reader ☆

‼️ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT ‼️

WARNING: SEX, CHEATING, MATURE CONTENT

° I do not support these actions in real life, Everything I mentioned is only for a Fictional story.

° I also do not own the dividers and picture used, A friend suggested it.

[MODERN AU]

° You are the Fiancé of Michikatsu Tsugikuni, The eldest of a Well-known family. . And one of Japan's most successful Entrepreneur.

Michikatsu Tsugikuni treated you like a queen, he would spoil you with the most expensive jewelries and bags while pampering you with love and kisses.

Not to mention, Aside from being treated like a Queen he treated you as his 'Little plaything' In bed, He was an absolute beast making you see stars with each thrust he does.

For you it felt like you were living in heaven, Being taken care of properly with the right amount of love and affection. Unfortunately not all good things last forever

For the past few weeks, you noticed Michikatsu's odd behavior such as distancing himself from you, Facing the opposite side of your shared bed refusing to even touch you or look at you, Being more often out of town, and Being too close to his Secretary.

Everytime you would visit his work place, You can see the looks he exchanged with his Secretary yet. . You couldn't bring yourself to blame him because you are indeed out of the secretary's league

She had a long wavy blonde hair with a pretty pair of 'blue eyes' that looks like the ocean itself, The uniform given to her was tight and small so it exposed her perfect hour-glass body, She was pale and Tall almost reaching Michikatsu's height. Just mentioning all of these made you insecure about yourself.

Today was your anniversary with Michikatsu and You wanted to surprise your Fiancé so you book a reservation at a Exclusive Restaurant.

Michikatsu promised to be home before 9:00 so you started getting ready at 6:00.

TIMESKIP

8:40 PM

You are already done with your make up and hair so you decided to put on your Dress, it was a sleeveless midi long velvet purple dress with side slit.

You choosed this purple dress since purple was one of Michikatsu's favorite colours.

You then sprayed your Dior perfume all over yourself and grabbed your purse, You then walked towards the mirror and observed yourself to see if everything is alright.

"Alright! I'm all ready" You spoke to yourself and quickly went downstairs to wait for Michikatsu.

9:40 PM

You are currently sitting in a big comfy white couch while scrolling through Tumblr. the time on top of your phone screen caught your attention and you noticed the It was already 9:40 and Michikatsu still haven't arrive.

Your hope in michikatsu was fading but you still choosed to not listen to your fading hope.

maybe he's just late

BUZZ

A notification was heard from your phone and you quickly went to check it hoping it was michikatsu.

[Y/N] 8:39

Hello! I miss you so much, goodluck at your work!

[Y/N] 8:45

Oh btw, choose a color.. violet or purple?

[Y/N] 8:50

I thought you will be home before 9 😭

[Y/N] 9:00

I love you 😗

[Michikatsu] 9:41

Sorry, I couldn't reply to you earlier I was busy.

[Y/N] 9:41

That's fine! Are you on your way home yet? ^^

[Michikatsu] 9:45

I know I promised to be home before 9 but it didn't go as planned.

I have to attend a important business party.

I'll be off now I still have a lot to do.

Stay safe my lovey

[Y/N] 9:45

Oh..

'Liar' you muttered under your breath.

You felt sad and angry at the same time since michikatsu kept on breaking his promises though you tried to understand his situation

A notification was heard from your phone again and you decided to check the notification. . It was a notification from michikatsu's latest post on Instagram

You clicked on the Instagram notification and saw that it was a group picture of michikatsu and his colleagues. His Secretary was standing too close to him holding his arm while he was holding a glass of wine. They were even matching clothes, both in purple huh?

pathetic.

It was pathetic that you are overthinking right now just because of this.

You didn't want to feel miserable so you decided to distract yourself by drinking champagne, You walked over to the refrigerator and found a few champagne you kept before.

'Looks like it's a date for me and myself."

7 bottles down.

You were a crying mess and your vision turned blurry because of the continuous tears dropping thinking about where did you go wrong for Michikatsu to choose her over YOU.

'Am I not pretty enough?', The negative thoughts won't leave your head as you tried to fight the thoughts away however it was useless.

You're useless for him

RING RING

You could hear the doorbell rang and your eyes lit up thinking it was michikatsu at the door.

You rushed to the door and as soon as you opened it you saw yoriichi Your fiancé standing at the gates.

Your vision was blurry but you can tell that it was michikatsu it's not

"Michikatsu! I knew you would return!" You said excitedly as you unlocked the gates, hugging him as soon as he stepped a foot in the Estate.

"Y/N? I'm not michikatsu." You completely ignored the dude refusing to accept that he wasn't michikatsu. "Your jokes are silly" you giggled playfully.

Yoriichi stared at you with a concerned look and he noticed that you smell like alcohol, "Have you been drinking?" He asked.

"no~" you denied, before he could say anything you dragged his arms with you going back inside Michikatsu's Estate "it's cold here Hun, let's go inside!"

Yoriichi was seating in the couch at the living room while you were sat besides him blabbing non-stop about your 'overthinking'

"I shouldn't have introduced you to him if I know this would happened." He said bringing himself closer to you and placing a hand on your chin.

Yoriichi was your childhood friend, you have been friends since elementary and he was the one to introduce his older brother michikatsu to you.

Introducing His Older brother to you was his greatest mistake

"eh?" Before you could even react to the situation yoriichi pulled you in for a kiss.

You melted into the kiss, it was so passionate. His kiss was full of love, it was the kind of kiss you seek for.

The younger tsugikuni was indeed the better kisser.

He then pulled away from the kiss leaving you in surprise and shock.

"Y/N, please give me a chance." Yoriichi then gently grabbed your other hand, placing it on his chest.

"I swear, I'll be better than my older brother."

Yoriichi knew that you were drunk and he took advantaged of this, He was too tired of always playing as the 'Good Guy'

After all, Good guys always finish last.

He wasn't going to let it happened again, The Gods gave him another chance to fix his mistake and he definitely won't waste it.

You were still drunk and couldn't think properly, You couldn't believe what Yoriichi was saying "I can't, michikatsu is—"

You then remembered what Michikatsu did. He was messing around with other women isn't he? so why not play his 'little game'

Play the game or get played.

'it's time for a change isn't it? Fine. I'll play your game michikatsu.'

"Let's take this in the room." You said as you pulled yoriichi to your shared room with Michikatsu

As soon as you reached the room, yoriichi locked the door behind him and he carried your body placing you onto the bed you shared with Michikatsu.

The same bed where you promised to love each other through life and death.

He then captured your lips owning them and making them his. His tongue then licked your lower lip asking for permission to enter your Mouth to which you granted him access to. While fighting for dominance yoriichi started to pull your purple dress down while undoing your bra as you melt deeper into the kiss. As expected yoriichi dominated you and he freely explored the walls of your mouth as you helplessly let him explore you. He then pulled away from the kiss leaving a string of saliva, he then licked your mouth to cut the string.

Since yoriichi pulled down your dress and undid your bra earlier you are now only in your panties, he eyed you down and smirked as his hand freely roamed around your body, tracing your curves and playing with your nipples. Feeling his warm touch upon your skin made you shiver in ecstasy.

"Your body must be heaven's gift." he said as he started undoing his belt and soon as he lowered his pants Yoriichi's big veiny cock was on display. You gulped at the size of his cock it was even bigger than what you imagined and not to mention his size was definitely way bigger than his older brother's.

Could this even fit?

"Suck" He demanded, you gave onto his orders and you slowly stroked his huge cock. His cock was warm, yoriichi's cock then twitched in the air as you continued stroking his member.

You moved both your hands up and down, back and forth, jerking yoriichi off at a nice and steady pace before fully taking him on with your mouth.

"Oh fuck y/n.." Yoriichi moaned softly as he shivered from her touch, Yoriichi's arousal was rising quickly and he got impatient so he gripped onto your hair and shoving you onto his Dick

"Sorry, I'm getting a bit impatient here. Open your mouth" he ordered you to open your mouth to which you obeyed immediately, he then pushed his cock all the way down to your throat causing you to gagged at the sudden action.

He was still gripping on your hair as you started to suck him off, Licking his member up and down while stroking the part that was out of your reach.

"N-ngh~ Good girl just like that" yoriichi was moaning in pleasure while you were giving him a blowjob, with each seconds flew by he was getting closer to his climax.

"Keep moving, I'm getting closer" He moaned , as you enjoyed the sounds he is making for his moans are music to your ears.

Yoriichi still kept a grip on Your hair as he reached his orgasm, pumping his salty cum into your mouth and all the way down to your throat. You gagged and couldn't properly breath at the quantity that he just released on your mouth not letting his seed escape from your mouth.

You swallowed all of the cum that was released onto your mouth and started panting trying to catch your breath while yoriichi smirked, he wasn't done with you

"What a good girl, you deserve a reward"

"Lay on your back" He commanded as you hesitantly layed on your back, he then spread your legs wide open and started rubbing your panties.

"Look, your panty is soaked." He then took your panty off and started to play with your clit, making you shiver at his actions.

"Tongue or fingers?" He asked, you then melted into embarrassment too shy to answer him but then again you are already doing it so you might aswell continue.

"tongue please." He gave you a nod as his warm wet tongue slid inside your pussy. you could feel his saliva mixing with your own wetness, You felt like crying out of ecstasy, His tongue hit your clit and you felt butterflies in your stomach. His tongue moved back down near your cunt, You squeezed the sheets "Y-yoriichi~ more please" you begged.

Yoriichi licked and sucked over and over again. your legs began to shake while moaning out his name "mphh~ Yes right there~"

His hot breath against her clit made her sensitive and shivered. Your pussy tasted delicious for yoriichi, he was enjoying every second he licked your cunt. The more you moan his name, the more he wanted to make you cum like a mess. He pressed his face more in between your shaking legs, sucking on your clit and tongue fucking your cunt. The harder he licked, the more you gain pleasure and suddenly yoriichi hit that 'one spot' making you cry out loudly in pleasure. "fuckk, yoriichi!" You moaned loudly. Yoriichi didn't stop tongue-fucking you as he is well aware that you are close to your orgasm and as expected within a few minutes a fresh splash of cum was all over his tongue and he swallowed it. Your cum is now his favorite dessert.

Yoriichi gave you a minute to catch your breath as he prepared his cock to enter your pussy, "Are you ready?"

You gave him a weak nod as he positioned himself Infront of your cunt. Yoriichi was slowly entering your pussy and it felt painful due to his size, yoriichi interwined his fingers with yours to support you as he placed a light kiss on your forehead muttering a 'You can do it my dear'

"It hurts!" You cried out, yoriichi wiped your tears away as he gave you a kiss on the side of your lips "You can do it my love, just a bit more."

Yoriichi's cock finally entered your pussy as you are still grunting in pain trying to get used to his size, "Tell me when to move" yoriichi said as he tucked in some of the your hair behind your ears. His size was massive and this was the first time you had such a massive cock inside you. Sure michikatsu was big but yoriichi was even bigger compared to him!

You then gave him nod signaling him to move, he then started thrusting onto you while grunting "shit, I didn't expect you to be this tight", He then started picking up his pace going faster every second his heavy balls hitting you as the room was filled with your moans and yoriichi's grunts.

"you feel great y/n i-i can't get enough of you" yoriichi moaned, "Yori-" you were about to say something until yoriichi pulled you for a deep kiss, he then pulled away from the kiss saying "I love you Y/N"

You struggled to answer at first since yoriichi was hitting the perfect spot "I-i love you too yoriichi", With each hard thrust the both of you were close to having an orgasm, Having sex with your fiancé's younger brother was a fucked up decision but life is already fucked up anyways so what's the difference?

Atleast yoriichi knows how to be there for me in times of needs.

"I-I..ngh~" you moaned struggling to form a sentence from the pleasure so yoriichi answered for you "Close? Me too love." He expressed as he sped up slamming his gigantic cock onto your pussy walls completely destroying it.

You reached your orgasm moaning yoriichi's name out loud, Yoriichi was still aiming for his own orgasm so he was still slamming his hard cock onto your pussy.

When he finally reached his orgasm, he cummed inside of you which made you slightly moaned.

He then lay down besides you, the both of you are breathing heavily trying to catch your breath.

"that was amazing yoriichi." You praised him while he looked over to you giving you a smile "You did great aswell Y/N."

He gave you a kiss on the lips and you could feel him smirk against your lips.

You are no longer his older brother's

But his.

° That night, yoriichi helped you clean up yourself and he was the one who took care of the house while you are resting in your room.

He didn't want michikatsu to suspect a thing so he excused himself to leave early that morning before michikatsu returns and you said your goodbyes, kissing him on the lips before he left.

Michikatsu then returned that afternoon, immediately searching for you "My dear, I'm home!" He announced happily.

He expected you to hug him or greet him with a kiss but all he got was silence, he then went up to your shared bedroom and saw you sleeping peacefully. He never saw you sleep in the afternoon which was kind of odd but he figured that you just got busy earlier that day and went to take a rest.

He then sat beside your sleeping body as he tucked some of your H/C behind your ears 'You look as beautiful as the day I meet you.' he expressed while staring at you with eyes full of love and admiration.

You slowly woke up and you were greeted by a kiss on your cheek, you noticed that it was michikatsu, you didn't expect him to return today since he said he will be busy for the month.

"Dear, I have a surprise for you" He said, you gently yawned and rubbed your eyes still feeling your legs a bit sore from last night.

You responded in a sleepy voice "W-what is it?" He then chuckled at your expression, he finds it cute when you are sleepy.

"it seems that are too sleepy to even move so I'll carry you at my back c'mere" michikatsu said as he offered his back to you, you declined saying that you can walk yourself but he insisted so you just sighed in defeat and agreed to be carried on his back.

You find it odd on how he's being extra sweet today when he was literally cold towards you the past few weeks.

Did he got bored of his Secretary?

As you were getting closer to the destination your eyes got slightly hurt from the sunlight. So you closed your eyes in the mean time hoping that it would go away.

"look my dear, I bought you the car you always wanted." Michikatsu said as you slowly opened your eyes to see your dream car right right Infront of you

Your eyes widened at this and joy filled your body "Wh-what? You didn't have to! This must be expensive" he then chuckled "Don't worry about it my dear, this is just one of my gifts for your approaching birthday. I'm sorry if I got busy or cold towards you the past few weeks I just got stressed thinking about how to surprise you on your birthday and trying to finish all my works before your birthday so I could get a day-off for your birthday."

So that's why he was busy..but what about his Secretary?

"Also, my Cousin helped me with the all the gifts and planning hehe~" he said as he placed me down.

You tilted your head in confusion, which cousin? "who?"

"My Secretary"

Your eyes then widened when he answered your question, Did you misunderstood the situation? Or is he trying to fool you?

"she's your cousin? She doesn't look like you"

He then felt offended thinking that you thought of him as "ugly" compared to his female cousin, "I get that a lot."

He then showed you a childhood picture of him and his Secretary, you gently observed the picture and it was indeed the secretary you were jealous of.

"She also told me she's into girls so I didn't really bother introducing her to you because I'm afraid she might steal you from me" Michikatsu expressed with a sad face.

Wrong Move

This is why communication is important to avoid misunderstanding and such.

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