#moxxie smut

[sketchfanda]

A Little Moxxie Love:Some Assistance Required

Moxxie was never sure how or why he found himself going through with somethings in his infernal hellborn life. When it came to hits, it'd usually be Blitzo reminding him not to be a putz and pull the damn trigger. Millie of course was just never someone he could say no to which is likely how and why their sex life was as raunchy and kinky as it was. Which of course brings him to the other particular women in his life and social circles.

Case in point being Verosika of course and how she convinced him to where he currently was at, here and now. At the personal home and headquarters of Asmodeus himself, yes indeed our resident best imp boi was currently in the Lust circle and right at the King of Lust's doorstep. Now as to why and what he was going here at Ozzie's of all places is easy enough to explain as our modest shy little imp gentleman walked down a corridor behind his current host and guide. Doing his best not to stare at well anyone or anything which was no easy task as a lot of the decor from the artwork to the architecture had something erotic or sensual about.

But really what do you expect from the domestic HQ of the lust king himself? Even his staff were a veritable assortment of eye candy such as the employee currently leading him around to where he needed to be. To say she was temptation on legs was an understatement as those aforementioned parts moved so sleekly and smoothly, leading up to a booty barely contained within a tight mini-skirt and exposing a thong. He didn't quite catch her name but she didn't seem to mind or was bothered none, no doubt this was just a matter of business anyways.

For the sake of convenience of course, let's give her the name Candy because damn if she didn't look as sweet as she sounded. Unbothered or unknowing of any ogling from Moxxie's wandering eyes on her backside as she looked over her shoulder at him. their footsteps clicking and echoing along the corridor floor as they came to a simple set of office doors. Moxxie being the gentleman he was of course took to opening it for her, stepping aside to let her through first which was very much obliged.

Candy:*sigh of relief as she put down some boxes she'd been carrying. All baring the distinct grinning face of greed King Mammon indicating a recent shipment delivery pending approval.* "Alright then sir if you just take a seat and relax, we can get this over and done with." *the bespectacled succubus watched Moxxie nod as he went to take a seat in a room that resembled the examination office of a doctor. Internally wondering what Ms.Mayday was thinking when she made this appointment.*

This particular office you see was what you might call the measuring room where Ozzie's dildoes and similar sex toys had their moulds designed and made. Verosika had been telling Millie it'd be a mint maker of an idea if they got the Lust King's factory to make and sell sex toys based on Moxxie's dick. So naturally Moxxie could only hold out for so long against those sensual puppy eyes from either of them to ay nothing of similar friendly advice from Loona, among others. Ozzie had no issue with the appointment and it was Candy's job to handle the details such as measurements.

But Candy of course was in sceptical about this job and from her perspective? How could she not be given that this job involved taking details about some imp's dick, and Moxxie was definitely had to be a among the runts of a litter of them. But Verosika herself had requested and commissioned for this orde and Ozzie had approved the appointment so orders were orders. So she might as well see this through and maybe at least stroke the little guy's confidence with some praise, it'd be as simple as faking an orgasm for some shrimpdick.

Candy:*taking out a camera, notepad and pen and some measuring tape, along with some rubber gloves for good measure, just in case.* "Okay then sir, let's start nice and easy now. Just unzip your fly and whip it out please and I know you know exactly what I mean..." *the succubus assistant said matter of fact-like, her tone no-nonsense. Admittedly the imp did look adorable with that dumbstruck exp[ression on his face. A shower for sure....*

Moxxie of course calmed himself down, a simple inhale and exhale as he reached down and fiddled with his pants. Deciding for good measure to just ditch them boxers and all so Candy could have a more better and clear view. The succubus hummed rather approvingly since for such a runty little imp, he had some muscle definition on him, especially some nice legs. Then she heard a meaty heavythud, glasses askew as her eyes bugged out at the sight before her.

Candy:*As she thought to herself.*”HOLY FUCKING SHIT!! THAT’s his DICK?! How did he even fit into his pants?!”*The length, the girth of that shaft was surreal!! His nuts as smooth as ball bearings and th size of golf balls and it wasn’t even hard yet!! Eyes glued to that twitching meat rod as she felt her thong soak.*

Moxxie:”Uhm Miss? Hello there, is there a problem?” *Our favourite little possum asked out of concern. Yeah he wasn’t surprised to see this kind of reaction, seems wasn’t a lot of guys let alone imps who had his size. But Something in him gave him the feeling this measuring was about get very hands on. Seeing Candy shake her head as she came back to earth or rather hell.*

Candy:”Ooh right sorry ah yes!, let me just get right on it!!”*Soon as she said that, she picked up the measuring tape and proceed to use it as she measured the overall length, width and girth of Moxxie’s womb-hammer. Biting her lip sensually at how impressive it was, the scent intoxicating. And this was before it even gets erect! Rubbing her thighs together as she felt all sticky and soaking.* “W-well that’s good so far but I think I might need more…accurate details….”

Before Moxxie could ask what she meant by that, Candy gently but firmly grasped his cock as she began to beat and stroke it off. Making him shudder and gran as unable to help himself, his cock stirred as it began to stiffen. Candy looking on in awe as it seemed even bigger now, drooling slightly as she used the measuring tape while stealthily and playfully using it to stroke and massage it. Making note of the key details when both flaccid and erect before she snapped some pictures. Ensuring she got every distinct detail from the immense tip to those heavy balls and even that powerful looking perineum muscle.

Moxxie:*cleared his throat slightly as he caught Candy's attention, the bespectacled succubus looking flushed.*"Uhm miss, not to interrupt but is it time yet for making the mould? It's sort of awkward for me at the moment..."*The Imp modestly asked, his traitorous dick twitching being so close in proximity to a succubus hitting bitch in heat mode. Puzzled as she suddenly cracked a rather sensual smile, biting her lower lip as she stood up..and reached under her skirt to pull down her thong. Stuffing it into his shirt pocket as she grabbed his cute little bowtie, pulling him close towards her.*

Candy:"Well pretty much but not just yet. I...really want to give this thing a spin before we get to that process. I got to be honest, a dick like yours is too good to pass up and I'm not missing out..." *Soon as she finished that sentence, she proceed to press her lips to his. Kissing him with all the absolute thirsty passion and desire that had been building up within her since feasting her eyes on that COCK!! Moaning with delight as she felt the imp return the gesture, his hands grabbing her commando booty and firmly squeezing it. Their tongues dancing together as they soon got down to stripping one another naked.*

Candy of course was more than pleased to find that Moxxie not only had size but he damn well sure knew how to use it. As he performed a standing fuck, one hand on her luscious booty while the other hand one of her sensual toned legs draped around his waist as he pumped his shaft into the eager, sexually heated embrace of her pussy. And she fucking loved every second of every inch piston and hammer in and out, the slap of those heavy balls as they got soaked with her juices, unholy father he made her cum just from the moment of penetration. There wasn’t incubus anywhere half as good let alone as well hung, his dildo mould was going to be a hit seller and then some!

But for the moment she was more focused on enjoying this Imp’s satanic cock, eyes glowing with pink hearts symbolising how utterly fucking horny she was on her brain. As she jumped up into his embrace, arms and legs wrapping around him as he held onto her ass, their lips deepening their sloppy kiss as he pinned her against the wall. Jackhammering away as Candy felt the walls of her pussy cling to that shaft, massaging it with the need and desire to coax his seed to flow. A primal part of her brain hearing to bred by this shortstack alpha male, unaware their little tryst was about to draw some attention.

Right about this time a few minutes into Candy getting herself erotically acquainted with Moxxie and his dick, one of her co-workers, a succubus by the name of Ariel Somerville was going about her usual business routine, carrying a fresh supply of towels because of course their workplace had a need for such necessary materials. The tomboyish sexy cutie clad as always in her apron, thing and thigh highs which proudly displayed her hellborn assets and a bit on her mind. Pouting as she thought to herself about how bad a dry spell she’d been having lately, you’d think a succubus working in the king of lust’s factory wouldn’t be having so much difficulty getting laid. Some people just had better luck it seemed, pausing as she noticed the door to the measuring room open a crack….and the distinct telltale sounds and scents of sexual energy.

Ariel knew all too wel what they said about cats and curiosity but few remembered what they also said of cats and satisfaction, as the pixie cut toting sexy demon placed down the stack of towels and had herself a peek. Eyes widening as she blushed at at the sight of Candy getting what could only be called the best goddamn lay of her life, Ozzie’s pretty horny little assistant currently bent over a desk as the imp the towel girl would later know as Moxxie took her from behind. The angle and view a giving Ariel enough to see their loins joined in the intimate passionate dance of man and woman, as Candy was getting plowed by what to be most delicious cock she’d ever laid eyes on. Thanks especially to a mirror across from the rutting pair of course, she could see the look of blissful satisfaction and ecstasy on Candy’s face though the words coming from her definitely made it clear how well fucked she was getting and loved, every goddamn second of it.

Candy:”Ahn!! Fuck me daddy!! Don’t stop!! Oooh unholy father fucking rut me and make me go on maternity leave!! Make me a mama for your imp babies!!”*Just among the many profane words that came out of her lips and she meant them. Gasping with delight as Moxxie smacked her ass before he would grab her hair of her horns. Who knew this gentleman looking imp could be so rough, she loved it!! So into it that she hadn’t yet noticed their new voyeur.*

Ariel couldn’t look away, really it’s not like voyeurism wasn’t a thing in this workplace, well that is except when it came to Ozzie and his clown imp boy toy. But that’s neither here or there, as the towel girl bit her ower lip sensually, rubbing the cameltoe of her thong, feeling it soaking from the flow of her nectar. The sight, the sounds, the erotic musk of this rutting she was witnessing, where in the 9 circles were they hiding this stud? All she knew for certain was she so wanted a piece of that action so damn bad.

Silent pants and gasps escaped the apron clad succubus as she continued to spy on the primal scene before her with rapt attention. Her arousal skyrocketing as she envisioned herself in Candy’s place, wondering what sort of faces she’d be making. Just how filling and deep that womb hammer would get, the taste of his seed on her tongue, it was making her so damn wet right now. Thighs soaking and sticky as her juices flowed, hand now down the front of her thong as she plunged 3 digits knuckle deep.

As Ariel’s voyeurism continued to take her brain to very primal places of desire, Candy was continuing to get her underworld rocked, hitting climactic peak with little to few valleys. Currently finding herself held in a full nelson postion to her delight at finding Moxxie quite strong for his height snd body size. Moaning and gasping orgasmic as the imp bounced and pumped her up and down on his cock as she felt like she’d been reduced to his glorified cock-sleeve and she was loving it!! Before soon the delicious thrill of his white hot seed hit her like the crash of a tidal wave, body spasming as that raw length and girth let loose like a geyser, pouring Moxxie’s baby batter into her womb’s embrace.

The imp boi steadied his breathing as he held onto Candy, letting her down nice and easy as she held onto the desk for dear life. The afterglow making her legs shaky as she shuddered, feeling that cock withdraw from her snatch with inch after inch popping out. Soaked and glistening with a mix of their juices as she pouted adorably looking over her shoulder with continued thirst and desire. Still so hard and practically calling to her before she blinked to see an arm wrap around Moxxie’s waist while another reached around to grasp and stroke his cock.

Both she and the imp looked to see Ariel kneeling down behind him, her facial expression one of a total desire and need. Pink hearts glowing in her eyes as she panted like a bitch in heat, her apron and thong cast aside as she was naked save for her thigh high boots. Pumping that juice soaked lubed up cock, feeling her palm and fingers wet and sticky as she pressed her face against his stomach to kiss and lick his abs. Her golden heart infested eyes looking at Moxxie with absolute intent that said she was down to fuck.

Ariel:”Hey there, couldn’t help but invite myself in. You look like could still go and she looks like she needs a breather. So come on there Imp daddy….fucking breed me..”*The direct expression of desire to want him to knock her up made Moxxie groan. He couldn’t but wonder if he was developing some sort of fetish before he found Ariel proceeding to fellate him. Gladly making herself suffocate as she sought to deep throat him right off the bat. Her tongue constricting around that alpha imp dick as she tasted the delicious mix of his jizz and Candy’s pussy juices.*

Moxxie:”Ooh crumbs what is even my life right now…”*He more or less said to himself not that he was complaining mind You. In awe of Ariel’s lusty blowjob that he decided to show appreciation and gratitude the best way a succubus like her would love. As he grasped one of her horns and her short cut hair and began to buck and thrust away. Making her squeal with delight as he was facefucking her, making her choker snap as those heavy balls slapped her chin and her neck bulged from his jackhammering length and girth.*

Candy sat on the desk as she caught her breath, moaning as she squeezed one of her tits in one hand while the othered probed and prodded her own pussy. Which was dribbling and overflowing with some of Moxxie’s precious seed, seeing Ariel’s slit gush like a waterfall as it made a growing puddle on the floor. She couldn’t really fault the towel girl for being so needy and horny if this was how hot she got watching. If anything it made her all the more eager for her next turn as she licked her lips, looking forward to seeing how Ariel would handle having that cock pump som buns into her oven.

she didn’t have to wait long for an answer, as soon as the succubus towel girl had gotten enough of her oral sampling, she was finding herself on cloud ducking 9. As she was currently riding Moxxie cowgirl style, shuddering whenever the gentleman stud Of an imp would smack her ass or reach up to squeeze her bouncing tits. All the while she moved her hips on that infernal cock, drowning those balls in the pillowy comfort of her ass and her showering juices. Her stomach swollen from how deep his length and girth filled her as her tail entwined with his, knowing it was only going to get better from here especially when he hasn’t even cum yet.

Ariel:”Ahn Daddy yes!! Make me your baby mama!! Aaahn slap a collar and a leash in me and call me Lassie!!” *Just among the few words and sentences coming out of the succubus’ mouth as she was now taking him from behind. Feet practically lifting off the ground from how hard and powerful Moxxie’s pelvic thrusts were as she clung onto the changing area curtain for dear life. An ahegao expression on her face as her sex demon brain had entered into the primal yearning to have this alpha male of an Imp knock her up. Gasping as his balls swayed and smacked her clit, the baby factories a ticking time bomb.*

Candy of course continued watching on with voyeuristic delight as she played with her slit with one hand while the other held her phone. Snapping pictures and recording a video, justifying it mentally as needing material to advertise the future best seller that would be the dildo made from the mould of Moxxie’s dick. Her train of thought hitting pause as she heard a ringtone, looking to see what had to the Imp’s own phone sticking and ringing out of his coat pocket. Fishing it out with her tail as she answered it to see none other than the most important lady in Moxxie’s life appear on screen.

Millie:”Hey baby, hope that appointment is going okay, is it taking a whi-say who are you?”*The wrath imp shortstack looked all cute and confused as to why instead of being greeted by the face and voice of her husband, she instead saw some other woman. Candy blushing and wide eyed as a deer caught in the headlights more so as it was clear Millie could hear Moxxie and Ariel in the background. Only for the succubus to be surprised when the imp babe got a lewd, erotic smile on her faces, eyes narrowed sensually as she spoke in a more husky tone.*"Well, go on? Let me see him in action...."*Candy didn't have to ask or be told twice as she did so, the phone turned around to show her just the right view at the moment.*

Ariel:"Ooooh fuck fuck fuck!! Harder Daddy!! Mess up my guts!!" *The towel girl howled as the hell's best kept sexual secret weapon had her in a mating press. Her thigh-high clad legs pushed back so her ankles were on either side of her horned pixie cut head as Moxxie plowed away like the genetic jackhammer he was. Millie getting a fine shot of her man's cock piston in and out of that sloppy snatch as she licked her lips. Candy soon hearing moans as it became clear Moxxie's wife was now playing with herself, meaning this little unexpected threesome got just a little more fun and spicy.*

Indeed as soon as Ariel had gotten herself a creampie pumped into her oven, things levelled upas Ariel set up hers and Moxxie's phones. The latter set to keep giving Millie her visual window to the action while the former was set to continue with recording as it snapped pictures in between (for reference she liked to keep claiming) as the Meganekko succubus leapt back into the fray. Moxxie now finding himself in the midst of a threesome with two very horny succubi, not that this was his first rodeo doing so. Hey given the women in his life, threesomes with 2 women especially a succubus or more was always a guarantee for him.

But I digress as we come back to the pornographic action, Candy and Ariel's eyes alight with pink glowing hearts as they shifted between two on one to having one on one in turns whenever one of them needed a moment to catch their breaths. After all it seemed Moxxie didn't just have staying power but was also quite the stamina machine in Imp's clothing, so it was small wonder their brains had entered this primal state of mind. Acting akin to bitches in heat who courted the attention of this prime virile hunk of an alpha male to keep fucking them until they were sure they'd be carrying his babies. And Millie of course wasn't surprised, that's just the kind of magic touch her Moxxie had with women.

What a touch of magic it was as one moment Ariel was sitting back against a wall, legs spread as Candy had her face pressed against her snatch. Eating her out as she delightfully licked and lapped up the excess flow of their imp daddy's seed as said imp stud fucked her doggy style. The next, the glasses toting babe was riding him cowgirl style on the medical couch bed while Ariel sat on his face having him eat her out, their moans echoing in the room as dick and tongue respectively kept them hitting a climactic high. Leaning towards each other as they kiss, making out with shared desire for their stud and a growing fondness for one another in the throes of passion.

In some warped lewd away, it was if as this spontaneous little threesome with Moxxie was akin to a Cupid's arrow for the succubus duo, seemingly finding one another in their shared lust for the imp stud after years of having worked in the same building together. Which only served to further fuel their horny states of mind to erotic gratitude and appreciation for the imp for not only giving them so much pleasure but bringing them together like this. Often holding one another's hands or horns affectionately whenever one of them was having their solo round with him. Or embracing one another such as their current position as they laid on their sides, hugging each other, tits pressed and rubbing together as he fucking between or into their joint pussies in turn.

Millie had course just gotten more turned on with her peepshow, at one point having gotten her busy little hands on Loona. Currently scissoring the gothic looking hellhound as she now had a fellow spectator in watching their man's latest sexual conquest. The office a mess with the walls and floors coated in a sticky mix of sexual juices and sweat as the succubus duo recovered after their most recent simultaneous orgasm. Eyes locked on one another as they pressed their crimson booties together on Moxxie's cock, massaging his jizz and nectar soaked dick to coax some more cream out of him and keep him in the mood.

Now of course candy would eventually get back to business on making that mould....that is soon as Moxxie would snap Millie a few pictures on his phone of herself and Ariel. A little something for the memory book as the duo posed sexily and seductively, already planning for more fun soon as that mould was made. It would be no surprise that as soon as it got on the production assembly line and hit adult store shelves, the special brand-M Imp Dildo would prove to be quite the hit seller, very popular among lesbian couples, single women and bored, lonely housewives in hell. But that's for another story down the line.....

Unknown to the trio of course was that outside the door that the towel girl was sure she'd had closed behind her? Ozzie was actually watching them, as well as his not exactly best kept secret boyfriend Fizzie, the odd couple tilting their heads with curious puzzlement. Rather impressed of course as the Lust king turned to his clown boytoy and couldn't help but ask

Ozzie:"Now where was this when they were at my club?"

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ʙʟɪᴛᴢᴏ

At first, Blitzo started to think that you were joking about this ' challenge ' that you had stumbled upon up in the human realm. Since Blitzo loved a good challenge, he couldn't help himself from participating.

" No Nut November? " Blitzo snickers before continuing, " Who do you think I am, ( Name )? I can last more than a month without cumming. Hell, I could even last a whole year if I really wanted to. "

I could imagine him boasting to you about how he's going to win the challenge and how easy it is for him to not cum, but not even a week in, he's struggling a bit. It doesn't make it any better how you accidentally tease him.

He can't even stare at you for too long. Seeing you come back into the I.M.P building, covered in blood with your uniform clinging to your skin, Blitzo immediately looks away from you and takes a deep breath.

He tries not to be obvious about it, but whenever you walk past him or sit next to him, he would have to move a little further from you. Blitzo even has to temporarily cancel his agreement with Stolas to avoid the prince from seducing him.

Stolas doesn't make his situation any better, either. He will send Blitzo erotic pictures and voice messages of him. It's a struggle to not jerk off to the prince and a huge challenge for Blitzo when Stolas starts to call him.

With Blitzo being a week in, he fails. He called you into his office and straight up told you to give him a blowjob. You could see his raging erection through his pants, and while you would have normally said yes, you turn him down.

The imp begins to beg you to do something to him. Anything. He was a complete wreck by the time you got to the office. You do end up reliving the poor thing, but not with the way he would want.

You give him a handjob.

You make sure to take your sweet time as you jerk him off, hearing him growling and mumbling underneath his breath, demanding you to go faster.

By the end of it, he came on his desk, staining his paperwork and making a mess. When you were finished, Blitzo quickly pulled you up onto his lap. You could hear his strangled and harsh breaths against your neck.

Fuck, you could even feel his cock right up against your ass.

" You aren't going anywhere until you help me fix this mess. I don't give a fuck if the others hear us or if they come in. You started this, now help me clean it up. "

ᴍᴏxxɪᴇ

The idea of N.N.N. came to Moxxie because of Millie. The two of you had been planning to do this to Moxxie for a while now. When telling him about the challenge, he was extremely flustered. Was this going to mess up with his work, and was it going to make him lose time on the tasks assigned to him by Blitzo?

" Millie, ( Name ) I don't know if we- I can do this.. This ' challenge ' sounds concerning, to say the least. It is too much of a risk for us to do so, and we would be wasting time. "

" Aww, come on, Moxxie!" Me and ( Name ) had been waiting for the perfect moment to try this out, and now we got the opportunity. Come on, let's just try it at least once. "

Moxxie sighs, rubbing the side of his face. He had been thinking about it. He sighs, " Alright... I'll do it. "

" Oh my goodness, yes! Thank you, Moxxie!~ " Millie gives a small kiss to Moxxie's cheek, causing the white-haired Imp to blush slightly. You give the imp couple both a kiss on the cheek before going back to the work that Loona forgot to do.

The challenge wasn't that hard for Moxxie.. well, until his boss started to make lewd comments around him, trying to make him slip up.

Millie teased him a bit, but not that much. She would always whisper what she was going to do to him once the day was done, and it was driving him insane.

" Damn, Moxxie. Is that a boner or are you happy to see me? "

Moxxie looks down at his crotch to see that he was getting a boner from just the thought of his wives. He quickly gets up and bolts into the bathroom, hearing Blitzo burst out into laughter.

While you on the other hand, would sometimes walk past him, letting your tail brush against his leg, and sometimes, letting your hand trail down his inner thigh, making the poor imp flustered as hell.

You would also tell him what you and Millie are going to do to him, which would only make his erection more visible. Moxxie is able to keep his composure and beat the challenge. Millie was quick to take you and Moxxie to bed.

When she finally got her hands on him, she had him pinned against the wall, giving him a few hickeys here and there. She takes him to bed and strips him, and the both of you begin to pleasure him.

Millie explained to him that he was going to get a huge reward for being such a good boy. Moxxie, who currently had a hard-on and was horny as hell, wanted his 'reward' as soon as possible. Seeing the two of you with two large strap-ons really does something to him.

" Fuck.. Please, I want to feel the two of you inside of me. Please, let me have my reward. "

ꜱᴛʀɪᴋᴇʀ

Asking Striker about participating in N.N.N was easy enough. He seemed a little confused by its concept at first but quickly agreed to do it. He even teased you a bit, never expecting you to suggest something so lewd and scandalous

" You want me to not get off to nothin' for a whole month? " He asked you, " Ya know what that means, right? That means you won't be allowed to get me off neither. " Striker has a grin of his face as he saw your face heat up with embarrassment.

" Well yeah, I guess... Sure.. " You grumble before going back to what you were doing. Striker knew that you were going to tap out long before he would. This was going to be fun... for him at least.

The challenge was easy for him. All he had to do was bury himself in a fuck-ton of work, assassinating, and not let his mind wander off. If it did, he'd just think about his job and nothing else.

You, on the other hand, weren't fairing too well. You weren't used to having to deny yourself from your lovers' touch. So when Striker would brush against you or give you a kiss, it made you hot and bothered. You missed him.

Even though he was there with you every day, he was working his ass off to avoid getting aroused. And he did a pretty good job of it. You, on the other hand, didn't. You had no idea how you were going to last a whole month without sex.

As sad as it sounded, you did your best to pleasure yourself without him catching you. When he would go off to work you'd sneak away into the bedroom and fuck yourself with the dildos he gave you. You even got the one with his cum still on it, you were that desperate.

He noticed you acting more needy lately. Striker wasn't stupid. He knew what you were doing while he was gone. He wanted to catch you in the act.

His schedule was empty, so instead, he was going to sit back and let you do the work. You were already in your shared bedroom, laying on the bed.

Striker had come into the room to see you with your legs spread wide and a dildo shoved inside of you. You didn't even realize that he was in the room, too lost in your lust. The loud sequencing noise echoes and merges with your soft moans.

" Well, well. What do we have here?" He smirked, " I wonder where this came from? " Striker chuckled as he made his way over to you, causing you to jolt up in surprise. Before you could even cover yourself up, Striker had pounced on top of you and pinned you down onto the bed.

" Couldn't wait a month without me having a bit of fun?" Striker cooed as his tail snaked its way over to your discarded sex toy, " Maybe I should punish you for breaking our little deal. " He chuckled, pulling the toy from out of you.

" You'll like that, won't ya? "

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[everlastlady]

Striker X Short Reader

┆ Author's Note: Hello! Welcome back my little imps, demonic sinners, and powerful overlords. Welcome to Striker X Short Reader. I thought this would be nice since I'm a short person, I'm like 5'2 in real life and always get mistaken for a kid and just the look on people's face when I tell them how old I am, is absolutely hilarious, but I hope all my shorties enjoy this story.

┆ Story Contains: Smut

┆ Fandom: Helluva Boss

┆ Word Count: 823

Striker is used to meeting people who are short and he especially enjoys teasing them a bit. But he just loved teasing you, calling things like, “ Short thing, “ Little demon, or “ Small creature “ You didn’t mind Striker’s teasing but sometimes it could be annoying. When he tools things from you, he would hold them up high and laugh when you would try to jump up and try to grab them. He would give it back and tussle your hair. “ I’m sorry pumpkin, you are so small and cute. “ He said while chuckling.

He would grab things off high places if he saw you struggling. Striker knows you love to do things for yourself but that could often lead you to hurting yourself. So if Striker saw you reaching for something. He would give you a hand either grabbing it with his hand or tail. Sometimes he would lift you so that you could grab. He did this because he didn’t want to see you hurt yourself like last time. You had fallen off the counter trying to grab a box of cereal and fell and ended up breaking your arm.

Striker is careful when you two wrestle each other and play fight. He doesn’t want to hurt you. He usually uses his tail to throw you on the couch or bed. He doesn’t put too much of his weight on you when he sits on you. But for some reason, you don’t take it easy on Striker so he calls you a little gremlin or puppy when you bite him. Striker would just chuckle but for a short person, you pack a punch and that’s what Striker likes about you, you may be short but you are ready to fight and not give up.

He thinks you look adorable when wearing his clothes, especially his hat. “ Hey look I’m Striker, howdy howdy. “ You would say as Striker would roll his eyes and take by his hat. “ Ha ha, very funny darlin’ “ But he did have a few pictures of you wearing his clothes because he found it cute. The only thing Striker had wore that belonged to you was your necklace, calls it his good luck pendant.

When he brings you to the saloon he is very protective of you because a lot of assassins, hitmen, criminals, and scum asses drink there. So he will keep his tail around your waist if he sees someone flirting with you or coming up to you both. He knows you can handle yourself, he just doesn’t want you getting roughed up just in case there is a fight.

When you guys sleep together you are usually spooning with you being the little spoon but if you beg Striker enough, he is willing to be the little spoon. But sometimes you sleep on top of Striker which is nice because he’ll rub circles on your back. In the morning is nice because he’ll pick you up off him and set you aside then tickle you awake, has he gotten punched once? Yeah, he has but he has learned how to dodge.

When you, guys are having passionate smoking sex, Striker has you on top of him. Ride a cowboy save a horse! Striker loves hearing your gasps and moans when he places his hands on your hips. Oh, how you tremble on top of your cowboy. You love hearing his huffs and growls

But when Striker is on top of you, he’ll cage you with his body while he pounds into you. Your little whines make him smirk when he drags his tongue across your neck and marks up your neck, collarbone, and chest. When you cry out his name it only makes him pound deeper into you. Seeing your eyes roll back brings him joy as he whispers how good you are being. “ Oh, darlin’, you are being so good, let me hear you say my name again, come scream how much you love. Let me hear it ~ “

Will he tie you up while you ride him? Yeah, He’ll place your hands behind your back and bound your wrist together and let you ride him while he holds you. He thinks it's adorable watching you squirm, whine, and beg him to let you cum. If he’s feeling kinky enough maybe he’ll choke you but you both have a safe word. Because if there is one thing Striker doesn’t want to hurt you too bad or make you uncomfortable.

This cowboy knows about aftercare so he’ll praise you on how good you were and then wash you up. He’ll give you sweet kisses and let you know how much you mean to him. He’ll help you put on your pajamas, then make you a nice meal and get you something to drink. If you fall asleep, he will hold you close and rub your back. “ I love you, darlin’ “ He’ll say then fall asleep holding you close.

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[tswhiisftteedr]

Heyyyy, could you do a oneshot f!reader x Zestial nsfw pretty please ? 🙏

Tea Salon ☆ One Shot

Zestial x Salon Owner Sinner!Fem!Reader:

A young woman with big dreams ready to be achieve was what you were, after making a deal with Overlord Rosie you soon found out that your Salon wasn't the only thing that would bloom in your afterlife...

Warning: Mature Content, Explicit/Graphic Language, Honestly Nothing Kinky, Husband and wife, Praise kink, Creampie, Oral(Female receiving), Old English, NOT PROOFREAD.

Words: 5907

Note: okay if you know anything about business, I am so sorry cuz I don’t, I just did some quick research so if it just looks like a bunch of gibberish (Rosie and reader’s meeting), I am sorry! Also a lot of Rosie in the beginning, like zestial is mentioned but doesn’t show up until the shop is open for a little while.

☆ more under the cut. ☆

In your living, you've always appreciated the simplicity of nature-oriented lifestyle reminiscent of earlier eras. It's not that you have anything against new technologies; you own a smartphone and laptop, after all. What irks you is the over-consumerism perpetuated by planned obsolescence.

Your expectation when purchasing something is that it should function and endure, offering value for the time and money invested. The capitalist mindset, with its overproduction and resulting overconsumption, is something you strongly dislike.

Capitalism inherently creates a class conflict between capital and labor. While capitalists aim for high profits, workers may endure exploitation, receiving wages consistently lower than the true value of their labor.

When you had finally passed away due to a malfunctioning smart car and had discovered that even in the afterlife, people still had to work tirelessly to meet end means, you couldn't deny that you felt disappointed.

With a background in restoration, you secured a position in a somewhat upscale restaurant – well, upscale for Hell's pride ring standards. Although you initially started as a garbage boy, you quickly ascended the ranks to become a server.

Devoting longer hours than your colleagues, by choice, you harbored a goal beyond mere survival in the hellscape. You held an ambition, a genuine dream – to establish a tea salon and sustain yourself through it.

Envisioning your own establishment, you aimed to offer freshly baked treats and brewed tea for guests to enjoy while engaging in lively conversations and gossip.

You were well aware of whose assistance was crucial for your project. Overlord Rosie served as your golden ticket to a thriving salon. You needed her help to secure a building in the border zone shared by her and Overlord Zestial, as both of their people were of interest when envisioning the kind of establishment you hope to open.

After three months of relentless work and an additional month of patiently waiting for an appointment on her end, you finally managed to secure a meeting with the elegant cannibal;

"So, what do you have for me today, darling?" she inquires.

"Well, Madam Rosie—" you begin, but you're promptly interrupted by the demon before you.

"Oh, dear, no need for all those 'madam' formalities for a sweet thing like you. Just call me Rosie. But if you insist on honorifics, then ‘Miss Rosie’ will do!" The leader of Hell's cannibal district and owner of the Rosie emporium cheerfully encourages you to address her casually. Despite the power difference, her amiable attitude eases any tension surrounding your sales pitch.

"Oh, very well then. Ahem, Miss Rosie, I'd like to seek your assistance for a passion project of mine," you pause, collecting your thoughts.

"I'm interested in opening a tea salon. It's been four months since I arrived in hell, and I've been searching extensively for the perfect building. Coincidentally, it's situated on your side of the shared border zone with Overlord Zestial. I understand it's not owned by you as part of the border zone, but being on the edge of your colony grants you some jurisdiction."

"Is that so," she replies, sipping her tea. "I appreciate the idea of a tea salon near my territory. Please elaborate more about the idea itself."

"Of course! I personally dislike the over-consumerism that existed on Earth and persists in hell. My goal is to establish one or two shops at most—something familial and local instead of a big chain. I aim to offer freshly baked and brewed drinks for my customers, who would come from all over the Pentagram. I do acknowledge that most of my clientele would be from your people, Overlord Zestial's, and those from the Radio Demon's territory. A simple analysis suggests that sinners from those areas may be more in tune with the concept, as they hail from eras when such establishments were more common," you explain.

"Well, that's all delightful, darling, but, as you rightly point out, the concept isn't foreign in these circles. Your salon is certainly not the first in these parts. No offense to your aspirations, but I'm struggling to see what sets you apart, something that would entice me to invest."

"As for standing out, I may or may not have direct access to products from the living world," you reveal, prompting Rosie to set down her cup.

"Well, isn't that interesting?" she remarks, now more intrigued.

"Yes, indeed it is. I can assure you that not only would my products be fresh, but they would exclusively feature ingredients from the living world – a culinary experience many down here yearn for. Additionally, I can promise you the highest quality of tea, such as Ceylon," you confidently declare.

"And how would someone like you, who sought an Overlord's assistance, have access to such materials? I'm not necessarily doubting you, but connecting the dots is a bit challenging," she says joyfully.

"Oh, I apologize, but I cannot disclose the identities of my procurers. I've signed an NDA as obtaining items from the world upstairs isn't their primary business. Additionally this avoids attracting requests from other companies, I'm afraid they'll have to remain nameless," you explain.

"Well, isn't that convenient for you, fufufu~ I suppose you'll have to prove your word in other ways," she remarks.

"Indeed, perhaps I have an idea on how to do so that you'd like to hear," you suggest.

"I'm all ears," she replies.

"I've noticed there's a kitchen in this building, so I was contemplating rescheduling another meeting soon after this one. During that meeting, I plan not only to bring in earthly ingredients but also to bake something for you. This would showcase my kitchen skills while simultaneously proving my capability to provide the desired products," you express.

"Well, that does seem feasible. I'll pencil you in for next Monday," she replies, jotting something down on her notepad that had been on the coffee table since the start of the meeting. "Now, shall we discuss payment?" she asks.

"Yes, please. As mentioned earlier, I'll handle the supply for my business. What I need from you is assistance in acquiring the building, help with renovations since it's a bit run-down, and perhaps some promotion to your people concerning work, as I'll still require staff when I eventually open. I've checked the listing for the building itself, and I have more than enough for the purchase. However, when renovations and promoting are considered, my budget becomes a bit tight. I was thinking of a BNPL for that part," you explain.

"Alright then, that doesn't seem too bad. How about this: I get 10% of the overall monthly revenue from your establishment. I still need to make some money, after all, fufufu~ Additionally, we can consider a 1-year BNPL plan to repay the renovation loan. And one more thing: to prove your establishment's worth, aim for a minimum 20% net profit by the end of the year since opening day. How does that sound to you?" she inquires.

"10 percent isn't too stiff, but a 20% net profit may be a little challenging in only a year of business. However, I believe in my dream!" you cheerfully exclaim.

"I'm glad you agree, though I still need some collateral for your loan. But let's discuss that after I get to see your skills in action," she tells you a bit more seriously.

"Makes sense," you reply.

"I think that's all for today unless you still have something to talk about," she asks.

"No, that's all from my side," you tell her.

"Wonderful, darling! I hope to see you Monday at 12:35 a.m.," she says as she stands up and points to the door.

"Yes, so do I," you respond as you exit the room.

Leaving her building, you were more than pleased that the meeting had gone well. Once home, as you collapsed on your couch, releasing all your stress, you couldn't help but feel grateful for the chance encounter with that imp during your first month in hell;

On that day, you had ventured to imp city for errands, finding Carmine products a bit too pricey for your liking. Seeking an alternative for self-defense, you visited a gun shop there.

Exiting the store, you witnessed a heartbreaking scene—an imp being beaten up by a group of sinners, degrading names thrown at him. While you refrained from intervening, as it wasn't your place, the revelation that they were targeting the imp simply because he was an imp, compelled you to approach and ensure he wasn't fatally harmed.

Before you could rouse his battered form with a shake, he uttered, "The hell you want."

"Oh, I just wanted to make sure you were okay," you reassure him.

"Bullshit," he retorts loudly. "Listen, fucking pickpocket, those assholes already took everything I had on me, besides my clothes. And I sure as hell won't be stroll down these motherfucking streets in my underwear. So, if you wanted anything, too bad, now you have until the count of ten before I blow a hole in your skull," he rudely warns.

"First of all, I'm not going to rob you. Second, how are you going to shoot me if you just said you had nothing on you? And thirdly, I was serious about checking on you. It's unfair that they beat you up just for being an imp. It's messed up, honestly. Since sinners don't have specific races like back on Earth, they just go after other beings to exercise their racist ideology," you say.

"Humans sure do love their racism," he remarks, still untrusting but more open to conversation.

"Sinners are down here for a reason, but hellspawns are different. They're currently living their lives, just like humans did back on Earth. And yet, the damned are considered superior? That's just messed up," you express sincerely. In your view, hell's hierarchy wasn't fair. ‘If this was the sinners' punishment, why categorize them as better than imps—creatures born here, not getting punished for misconduct.’

With that sentiment resonating in your words, the imp seemed more at ease as he responded to your next words. "Anyways, you need medical attention. Let's get to a hospital."

"Do you have the money for medical bills, or even the admission fee? 'Cause I sure don't," he replies, a grin on his face, strangely charming despite his black eye and cut lips.

"Yeah, sorry, pal. I can't afford the rates for treating you; I'm saving for something big," you convey with sadness in your voice.

He chuckles at your honesty. "Thought so," he replies, allowing his body to rest against the brick wall of the alley even more, as if surrendering.

"My place is far from here. Do you have any first aid supplies at yours?" you inquire, a slight panic setting in, concerned that if he fell asleep, he might not make it, even though he wasn't bleeding excessively. Yet, he didn't appear likely to stay conscious much longer.

"Yeah, but it's too far from here," he begins, heightening your anxiety. "Though my office isn't. There's some there too," he adds, his eyes glossy, appearing on the verge of passing out at any moment.

"Alright then, just give me the address, and I'll take you there," he somewhat reluctantly grumbled out the location before passing out.

Entering the address into your phone's search engine and hoisting the imp onto your back, you walked to the location.

Quite aware that cab drivers might attempt to take extort you, especially considering you were a human carrying an injured imp, you opted for the slower but more cost-effective walking route, reaching the destination in about 25 minutes.

Climbing the stairs to the seventh floor drained your energy, but your adrenaline surged upon encountering a hellhound and two imps inside the office.

The hellhound growled and barked aggressively, while the female imp simultaneously yelled and prepared for a fight. The only one not seeing red was the male imp, who was trying to make sense of the situation.

"What the hell happened to Blitzø!??" the hellhound demanded.

"Yeah, what the hell did you do to him!?!??" the female imp added, brandishing a knife.

"Millie, calm down. If they brought him here, they're most likely not the ones who hurt him," the male imp reasoned with the female.

"Yeah, it wasn't me. He got beaten up by a group of supremacist sinners," you explained as you gently placed him on the couch in the room. "He told me he had a first aid kit here, so I brought him here as neither he nor I could afford the hospital bills."

"And how can we be sure you aren't part of the jerks who hurt him, huh?" the female imp asked, her nerves still on edge, clearly showing concern for the imp. ‘Well, no, Millie showed concern a lot about Blitz.’

"You can just ask him when he wakes up, but right now, he needs help. So, can any of you bring the kit, and we'll get this over with."

With reluctance, the hellhound, whom you soon learned was named Luna, retrieved the kit and left the healing to the male imp, Moxxie. They preferred you not to touch him any further.

After briefly stepping out to grab some missing antiseptic, you observed as they took care of him. You had convinced your way into staying until he awoke; the thought that his injuries might be worse than you initially thought haunted you, and you couldn't bear the idea that he might have died if you hadn't brought him here fast enough.

After Blitzø had regained consciousness, he thanked you and offered a 50% discount on your first kill. Curious about the statement, you informed him that you weren't aware of what his company specialized in. He somewhat joyfully played their commercial for you.

Finding it all very intriguing, you inquired about the possibility of them visiting the living world for a different purpose, which he confirmed but clarified it wasn't their company's business.

Tugging a bit at their heartstrings, particularly after saving Blitzø, you divulged your ambitions. To stand out and make your dream a reality, you needed something unique, and they held the key to it. Your request was for them to procure ingredients from the human world.

Blitzø exhibited reluctance, but Millie underwent a 180-degree shift, genuinely eager to assist you, with her husband supporting her. After some persuasion, you struck a deal with I.M.P. In exchange for 5/7 of the usual kill price and keeping things on the down low, they agreed to provide you with a weekly shipment of the groceries.

Returning to the present, it was now Monday, and you found yourself 10 minutes ahead of schedule, standing in front of Rosie's emporium with a large cooler containing your ingredients.

An employee inside noticed you through the sizable glass entry doors and came out to guide you to the kitchen. They assured you that they would inform Rosie of your arrival and gave you the green light to start setting up.

True to your word, you efficiently prepared the kitchen, and right on schedule, Rosie arrived to find a clean and ready-to-use workspace, along with the promised fresh and earthy ingredients;

"Looks like you're a woman of your word, aren't you, dear?" Rosie remarked as she grabbed some dairy products and checked the expiration dates on them.

"Of course, and I wouldn't even dream of lying to you in the first place," you assured her.

"Oh, how trustworthy you are, fufufu~" she teased.

"Of course, now should I begin?" you asked, and she replied affirmatively.

With that, the baking commenced. Your choice of treat for today was a Charlotte au fraise. In about 35 minutes, you finished the preparation.

The dessert needed to chill for 8 hours in the fridge, but anticipating such a wait, you had invested in a 'chill crystal' for today and the future. This crystal is essential for cooks and bakers alike in hell as it significantly reduces the time a dish needs to be refrigerated.

Using it, your 8 hours turned into 25 minutes. During that time, you cleaned your equipment and the kitchen and, of course, brewed some tea for Rosie.

Upon reaching the 25-minute mark, you brought out the cake, cut a slice for Rosie, and served her a cup of tea. She relished every last bit of it;

"This was all wonderful, y/n," she expressed. "I am sure of it now, I will definitely invest in your dream!"

"Oh, thank you, Miss Rosie! You don't know how much this means to me!" you exclaimed joyfully.

"I'm glad I can help. But now that we've agreed I'll lend my assistance to you on your adventure, I still need you to agree on the collateral for the BNPL I want."

"Oh, of course. What is it?" you asked.

"Well, it's elementary, dear. What I want is... your soul!" she told you.

"Oh, well, that's only until I pay you back, right?" You asked worriedly.

"Yes, of course. If everything goes well and you pay me back before the deadline, you'll get your soul back. But if you exceed the time limit, your soul will indefinitely belong to me. I hope you understand that," she explained.

With a gulp, you spoke up, "I understand, Miss. Rosie."

"Wonderful, then... 'It's a deal,'" she declared, and with those words, a bright pink contract materialized, altering the entire room's shade. Nervously, you picked up a pen from the table and signed your soul away.

As you pulled away from the contract, a pink chain momentarily appeared around your neck, then vanished in a flash along with the contract.

The demonstration went well, and you got what you wanted. While having your soul signed away was nerve-racking, you believed that if you made your vision work in time, it would return to you.

You begin to double your efforts, working your ass off harder than before. On your days off from the restaurant, you checked on the renovations of your building, and about a month later, everything was completed. After a long time of sucking up to the influential guests of the restaurant, you earned enough money to quit and open your shop.

With Rosie's promotion to her people, you efficiently built a staff, even recruiting some from other districts. On the 7th of August, you finally opened the doors to your shop, and it turned out to be a tremendous success.

The turnout exceeded expectations, but you had trained your staff to handle it. Business was booming, meeting Rosie's conditions in about 5 months instead of a year.

Just as you had envisioned, people from all over the pentagram flocked to enjoy the services your establishment provided. Surprisingly, sinners from Zestial'd district emerged as your number 1 clientele, surpassing even Rosie's people.

With your salon becoming the hot topic of his district, it caught the interest of the governing overlord. Since his people were captivated by your establishment, he decided to pay a visit himself. And so he did.

Upon the first approach to the building, he was delighted by the overall aesthetic.

While he wasn't from the era when salons first became popular, being about two centuries older, the entire ambiance brought a sense of nostalgia, even though he wasn't alive when they gained popularity.

Another aspect that pleased him was the evident respect guests and staff showed to the establishment during a service. People were polite, and the quality of the food served was impeccable.

He was currently enjoying a cup of tea with none other than Rosie, discussing the success of the establishment;

"You've madeth a valorous investment, mine lief friend. This salon is nothing but successful; you've hath found quite the gem,” Zestial complimented Rosie as he sipped his tea.

Setting her cup down, Rosie responded, "Oh, quite the contrary, Zestial. My dear little owner was the one who reached out. Sparkles in her eyes and a big dream in her heart. With hard work, she achieved those ambitions, beating my expectations and regaining her soul in less than half the time I expected."

"is yond so? Quite the guts and perseverance the lady hath,“ he replied, taking another sip of his tea.

"Yes, though I honestly didn't expect your people to enjoy this place so much. Really messed up my calculations," she said, playfully feigning frustration.

"well, sinners art inherently unpredictable creatures by nature. Plus," he paused to take a bite of a fruit tart on his plate, "with desserts like this, i don't expect anyone to intermit long ere coming to tryeth those folk for themselves. Speaking of which, i would love to compliment the owner and chef for such marvelous worketh, “ he said once he had swallowed his bite.

Rosie replied, "Well, that's the fun thing – they're both the same person. She works diligently as both showrunner and employee! But yes, I can get her if you truly wish to speak to her."

"yond would beest appreciated,“ he told her.

Meanwhile, you were on the phone with a decor company, trying to arrange something for Valentine's Day in a month – or more like Valentine's week, with new decor from the 7th to the 14th.

Once you hung up, Rosie entered the office and informed you of the situation. Without questions, you followed her into the main room of the salon, and let's just say you were nervous;

Gazing at your form, Zestial spoke out, "i wilt sayeth, miss y/n, i greatly enjoy thy establishment, and so doth mine people.”

"Oh— thank you so much, Zestial, sir, I- I mean, Mr. Zestial. Sorry, I meant Overlord Zestial! So sorry!" you stammer.

"quite the nervous one, isn’t the lady?" he did add with a bawbling chuckle. he said to Rosie, who only nodded in agreement. "well, nay needeth for worries. 'zestial' is quite fine, child." he added with a small chuckle.

"Oh, alright then. Thank you for your praise, Zestial," you said with a soft smile, which he returned. ‘Satan, was he handsome.’

"Hey, how come you call him by his name right away, and I'm still 'Miss Rosie'?" Rosie teased.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Rosie. I've just gotten used to it," you replied, and they both laughed at your flustered state.

This soon became a common occurrence for you, and quickly after that, Zestial came more and more often to the point that your salon became Zestial's meeting spot when discussing business. Consequently, he had his own VIP room for such occurrences.

Simultaneously, you grew closer with the Overlord, becoming more comfortable around him. About a month later, you found yourself crushing on the man, giving him a fair amount of treats on the house to show affection.

And don't think said affection went unnoticed by him. Being an old soul like him brought wisdom, especially in the romance department.

Actually, Zestial himself found himself enamored with you, leading to him declaring his desire to court you;

You were tidying up the VIP room after one of Zestial's meetings, swiping down the table. As you prepared to leave the room, the Overlord spoke up.

"y/n, darling, may i hath't a word with thee?” he asked.

"Yes, of course, Zestial. What do you need?" you replied, your voice slightly quivering, because, 'fuck, did you love the fact he started calling you romantic pet names.'

"well, mine lovely business owner, i hath't to admit something to thee, so prithee did put the rag down and sitteth, " he requested. You obliged. "It seems that I have found mys"'t seemeth yond i hath't did find myself having fallen for thee,“ he began, making your breath hitch.

"i eke did notice yond thee seemeth to feeleth the same, or am i wrong?" he inquired, causing you to shake your head and answer with a weak, flustered 'no.' "did doth bethink so," he said with a chuckle. "then, as we both feeleth for one another, i'd like to court thee, unless thee hath't something 'gainst me doing so.”

"Yes— I mean no, well, um, shit," you stammered. Taking a breath, you spoke out again. "What I meant to say was, yes, I would love to be courted by you, more than anything, actually," you admitted.

Standing up, walking behind you, and wrapping his arm around your figure, he leaned down to your ear. "well, isn't yond perfect. I can't wait to hath't thee all to myself still,“ he whispered, somewhat sensually, leaving you in shock yet longing for more when he pulled away.

And with that, the courtship began. You found yourself taken out for nights on the town to nice restaurants, sweet notes and love poems left in your office for you to see, and evenings spent at his castle in the fireplace room, listening as he serenaded you, oh so lovingly.

You honestly couldn't wait for you and him to become official. You might have thought that being spoken for after such a short time was idiotic in the past, but Zestial was just so perfect and all you needed in your afterlife. It was obvious that you would marry as soon as he asked you.

About 5 months after your initial meeting, you found yourself dining with your suitor at quite the fancy restaurant, fancier than the one you used to work at actually.

"how art thee liking thy food, mine sweet y/n?” Zestial inquired.

"Yes, it's wonderful. What about yours, Zestial?" you asked back.

"everything is eke wonderful on mine end, " he replied, then added on, "Mine darling, would thee mind stopping thy meal for an instant? I'd like to break with an important matter with thee.”

"Oh, why, of course," you replied, putting down your utensils. You were now accustomed to Zestial and his ways, but his next move surprised you.

Zestial had stood up and got on his knees. "mine love, despite not having known thee for yond long did compare to mine long existence, i cannot see myself spending mine life beyond the grave without thee. Thou art high-sighted, talented, ingenious, and quite quaint, to a sir like me, and i would did bet many others, ye art quite literally breathtaking. Yond is accounting for thee as a whole, not just thy aesthetic attributes. So, y/n l/n, would thee doth me the honor of being thy husband for eternity?” He said as he pulled out a ring box, opening it to reveal a beautiful green diamond ring.

Overwhelmed with emotion, you gasped in surprise, your eyes widened at the stunning ring before you. The green diamond sparkled, capturing the essence of your feelings.

"Oh, Zestial..." You trailed off, a wave of happiness and love washing over you. Tears of joy glistened in your eyes as you nodded enthusiastically.

"Yes, a thousand times yes!" you exclaimed, your heart pounding with excitement. Zestial's face lit up with a radiant smile as he gently slipped the ring onto your finger.

As the dazzling gem adorned your hand, sealing the promise of eternity, Zestial rose from his kneeling position. You both shared a tender embrace, sealing the moment with a passionate kiss. The restaurant's ambiance faded away as you were immersed in the warmth of Zestial's affection.

The patrons and staff discreetly applauded, offering their congratulations to the newly engaged couple. Zestial held you close, his eyes reflecting the depth of his emotions.

"to our dateless love,“ he whispered, and you clinked your glasses together in a toast. The night continued, now infused with the magic of your commitment to each other.

From that moment forward, you and Zestial embarked on a beautiful journey, navigating the twists and turns of the afterlife hand in hand, bound by an eternal love that transcended time and existence.

And so, your wedding unfolded in a splendid ceremony. Radiant in your role, you felt like a true queen that day, with Rosie officiating and injecting humor into the proceedings, eliciting laughter from you, Zestial, and your guests.

The day was a jubilant celebration, offering you the chance to become better acquainted with Zestial's fellow overlords, including Carmilla Carmine: Holy Arms Dealer and Alastor: The Radio Demon. Despite their contrasting personalities, they played nice for the sake of the occasion.

However, that was a few hours ago. Now, with the reception concluded, all the guests had departed, leaving you and Zestial in the intimate confines of his castle, specifically, his bedroom.

Following tradition, this was the night of your nuptials, the night where you and Zestial would come together as one for the first time;

Seated at the edge of the king-size bed in your now shared room, you adorned yourself in an exquisite, intricately embroidered transparent nightgown, awaiting Zestial.

The faint click of the door drew your attention, and your now-husband entered, pushing the door open with a subtle yet confident gesture.

"Well, mine dearest bride, “ Zestial said, his voice filled with an underlying lustfulness that sent shivers down your spine. "'t seemeth we finally hath't some time high-lone.” He stepped closer to you, his presence filling up the entire room.

You could feel his eyes roaming over your exposed body, drinking in every inch of you like a starving demon discovering a feast fit for a king. While you tried hard not to squirm or show any signs of discomfort, your heart raced faster than it ever had before as he spoke words of praise.

"T-thank you, Zestial," you managed to croak out, trying to maintain some semblance of composure despite the butterflies fluttering wildly in your stomach.

His voice dripping with false surprise. "thee behold absolutely stunning in yond gown, y/n.”

He stepped closer, his hands reaching out to caress your exposed thighs, his touch sending electric shocks coursing through your entire body. You bit down hard on your bottom lip, fighting the urge to whimper aloud as he continued to tease you. ‘Were you always this needy?’

"art thee eft for me to claim what is rightfully mine?” he asked, his eyes flashing with hunger.

You nodded vigorously, as he slowly undressed himself, revealing his tall, imposing frame covered in black fabric that clung tightly to his lithe figure. He kicked off his shoes and stepped out of his pants.

As he stood before you, nude except for his dark briefs, you couldn't help but marvel at his imposing presence. He towered over you like a giant spider, his erect member straining against the thin fabric of his boxers.

Trembling slightly, you open your legs, inviting him to climb onto the bed and join you. Without hesitation, Zestial crawled onto the mattress, positioning himself between your spread legs. He leaned forward, his mouth hovering inches away from your pussy, his breath hot against your sensitive folds.

"Tell me, mine own lief jointress," he purred, his voice low and husky. "Would thee liketh me to gust thee first?”

A shiver ran down your spine as you replied, your voice cracking slightly. "Yes... please..."

Zestial's eyes gleamed with anticipation as he lowered his head, his lips brushing against your sensitive flesh. You let out a soft moan as he began to tease you, tracing light kisses along your thighs and inner thighs before finally reaching your wet, quivering entrance.

He sucked on your sensitive folds, causing your hips to buck and writhe involuntarily.

As he continued his lewd assault on your most intimate areas, his tongue darted out to lick and circle your clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body.

You arched your back, crying out his name, your nails digging into the sheets as he relentlessly pleasured you.

"Oh, Satan... Zestial!" You panted, your breath coming in short gasps. "I'm going to—I'm almost there!"

"Good girl," Zestial growled, his voice thick with desire. He increased the pace of his assault, sucking harder on your clit and thrusting his tongue deeper into your wetness.

Your moans turned into incoherent moans of pure ecstasy as he brought you closer to the edge of orgasm.

Just as you felt you were about to cum, he suddenly pulled away, leaving you craving more. "Not yet, mine own dram naughty bride," he purred. "We haven't begun yet. “

He stood up straight again, his hardened member now fully exposed, throbbing with anticipation. "do thee wanteth me to filleth thee up anon?” he asked, his voice husky with desire.

You panted heavily, your breath coming in ragged gasps. "Yes, please, Zestial," you pleaded, your voice hoarse from your intense arousal. "I need you inside me."

“Are thee sure mine own loveth, thy so bawbling i’m afraid i might breaketh thee. ” He teased, which only made whine pleadingly.

Without further ado, Zestial positioned himself between your spread legs once more. Slowly, he pushed himself into your tight, wet entrance, filling you up to the brim.

A mixture of pain and pleasure radiated throughout your body as he began to thrust rhythmically, his massive member stretching and stretching you further than you ever thought possible.

Each thrust was accompanied by a low groan from both of you, the sounds of your bodies slapping together filling the quiet room.

Your nails clawed at the sheets, leaving long, deep scratches in the fabric as he pounded into you relentlessly. Your orgasm built up faster than before, approaching its peak once more.

"Cum f'r me, mine own lief," Zestial growled, his eyes blazing with lust. "Let wend and releaseth all yond pent-up desire. “

You cried out his name, your body convulsing violently as you climaxed again, your juices coating his member and dripping down your thighs.

Your orgasm seemed to fuel him further, and he picked up the pace, thrusting faster and harder than ever before.

"Yes! More, give me more!" You begged, your voice barely recognizable from the pleasure that consumed you.

As your body continued to shake with each powerful thrust, Zestial groaned deeply, his fingers digging into your hips for support. Suddenly, he groaned loudly, his entire body tensing up before shooting his hot seed deep inside of you, filling you completely.

Finally, he pulled out of you, his cock still twitching as he collapsed beside you on the bed. Panting heavily, he reached over and brushed a strand of sweat-drenched hair from your forehead.

"That wast. quite wond'rful," he managed to croak out between heavy breaths. "Howev'r, i doubteth a single round shall suffice to satisfyeth mine own needeth, consid'ring i've been anticipating this moment f'r months. ”

“Oh.” Was all you had the time to say before your night of passion continues.

"Thank you, Zestial," you panted, your own breath returning to normal. "That was... amazing."

You reached over and caressed his cheek, your fingers trailing down to his chin. "Could we... do it again sometime?"

He chuckled softly, his eyes softening slightly. "Of course, mine own lief jointress," he replied, chuckling at your somewhat innocent neediness, his voice still husky with satisfaction. "We has't all the timeth in this hellish w'rld togeth'r anon. "

You lay there for a while, basking in their post-coital bliss, their hearts racing in sync. Eventually, Zestial stirred, moving closer to you. "Do thee needeth aught else bef're we retireth f'r the night?” he asked, his hand trailing down your stomach to rest on your hipbone.

“No, I just want you close to me.” You answered,

“Of course.” he replied softly, placing a kiss on your forehead as you fell asleep in each other’s arms….

Old English in order of apparition;

"You've madeth a valorous investment, mine lief friend. This salon is nothing but successful; you've hath found quite the gem, ” = "You've made a good investment, my friend. This salon is nothing but successful; you've found quite the gem,”

"is yond so? Quite the guts and perseverance the lady hath,“ = "Is that so? Quite the guts and perseverance she has,"

"well, sinners art inherently unpredictable creatures by nature. Plus," = "Well, sinners are inherently unpredictable creatures by nature. Plus,"

"with desserts like this, i don't expect anyone to intermit long ere coming to tryeth those folk for themselves. Speaking of which, i would love to compliment the owner and chef for such marvelous worketh, “ = "with desserts like this, I don't expect anyone to resist long before coming to try them for themselves. Speaking of which, I would love to compliment the owner and chef for such marvelous work,"

"yond would beest appreciated,“ = "That would be appreciated,"

"i wilt sayeth, miss y/n, i greatly enjoy thy establishment, and so doth mine people.” = "I must say, Miss Y/n, I greatly enjoy your establishment, and so do my people."

"quite the nervous one, isn’t the lady?" = "Quite the nervous one, isn’t she?"

"well, nay needeth for worries. 'zestial' is quite fine, child." = "Well, no need for worries. 'Zestial' is quite fine, child,"

"y/n, darling, may i hath't a word with thee?” he asked. = "Y/n, darling, may I have a word with you?"

"well, mine lovely business owner, i hath't to admit something to thee, so prithee did put the rag down and sitteth, " = "Well, my lovely business owner, I have to admit something to you, so please put the rag down and sit,"

"It seems that I have found mys"'t seemeth yond i hath't did find myself having fallen for thee,“ = "It seems that I have found myself having fallen for you,"

"i eke did notice yond thee seemeth to feeleth the same, or am i wrong?" = "I also noticed that you seem to feel the same, or am I wrong?"

"did doth bethink so," = "Thought so,"

"then, as we both feeleth for one another, i'd like to court thee, unless thee hath't something 'gainst me doing so.” = "Then, as we both feel for one another, I'd like to court you, unless you have something against me doing so."

"well, isn't yond perfect. I can't wait to hath't thee all to myself still,“ = "Well, isn't that perfect. I can't wait to have you all to myself forever,"

"how art thee liking thy food, mine sweet y/n?” = "How are you liking your food, my sweet Y/N?"

"everything is eke wonderful on mine end, " = "Everything is also wonderful on my end,"

"Mine darling, would thee mind stopping thy meal for an instant? I'd like to break with an important matter with thee.” = "My darling, would you mind stopping your meal for an instant? I'd like to discuss an important matter with you."

"mine love, despite not having known thee for yond long did compare to mine long existence, i cannot see myself spending mine life beyond the grave without thee. Thou art high-sighted, talented, ingenious, and quite quaint, to a sir like me, and i would did bet many others, ye art quite literally breathtaking. Yond is accounting for thee as a whole, not just thy aesthetic attributes. So, y/n l/n, would thee doth me the honor of being thy husband for eternity?” = "My love, despite not having known you for that long compared to my long existence, I cannot see myself spending my life beyond the grave without you. You're ambitious, talented, ingenious, and beautiful, to a man like me, and I would bet many others, you are quite literally breathtaking. That is accounting for you as a whole, not just your aesthetic attributes. So, Y/N L/N, would you do me the honor of being your husband for eternity?"

"to our dateless love,“ = "To our everlasting love,"

"Well, mine dearest bride, “ = "Well, my dearest bride,"

"'t seemeth we finally hath't some time high-lone.” = "It seems we finally have some time alone."

"thee behold absolutely stunning in yond gown, y/n.”= "You look absolutely stunning in that gown, y/n."

"art thee eft for me to claim what is rightfully mine?” = "Are you ready for me to claim what is rightfully mine?"

"tell me, mine own lief jointress," = "Tell me, my dear wife,"

"Would thee liketh me to gust thee first?” = "Would you like me to taste you first?"

"not yet, mine own dram naughty bride," = "Not yet, my little naughty bride,"

"We haven't begun yet. “ = "We haven't begun yet."

"do thee wanteth me to filleth thee up anon?” = "Do you want me to fill you up now?"

“are thee sure mine own loveth, thy so bawbling i’m afraid i might breaketh thee. ” = “Are you sure my love, your so small I’m afraid I might break you.”

"Cum f'r me, mine own lief," = "Cum for me, my dear,"

"Let wend and releaseth all yond pent-up desire. “= "Let go and release all that pent-up desire."

"That wast. quite wond'rful," = "That was... quite wonderful,"

"Howev'r, i doubteth a single round shall suffice to satisfyeth mine own needeth, consid'ring i've been anticipating this moment f'r months. ” = "However, I doubt a single round will suffice to satisfy my needs, considering I've been anticipating this moment for months.”

"Of course, mine own lief jointress," = “Of course, my dear wife,"

"We has't all the timeth in this hellish w'rld togeth'r anon. " = "We have all the time in this hellish world together now.”

"do thee needeth aught else bef're we retireth f'r the night?” = "Do you need anything else before we retire for the night?"

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[angelltheninth]

could we please get some helluva boss men eating fem! reader! out please, there's not enough content out there about this!! (something with stolas in it as well!) tysm love

There's not enough content for Helluva? Or do you mean this specifically? Regardless, I'm happy to give you this headcanon.

Pairing: Blitzo, Moxxie, Stolas, Striker x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, friends with benefits, marriage, cunnilingus, growling, tail shenanigans, restraints, dom/sub dynamics, toy use

A/N: Caught up on all of season 2 for Helluva, now I'm waiting for the new eps.

Blitzo is very confidant in his skills when it comes to eating you out, he's taking about it before he goes down on you, letting his tongue flick over your clit when he finishes each sentence. You can try to move against him but he's the one in charge both in and out of bed. The only time where he lets his guard down is with cuddles but when he's between your legs... there's no mission important enough to make him stop. Grazes his teeth against your clit once, twice, thrice and then he waits for you to come all over his face so he can lap it all up.

Moxxie is an extremally giving husband. He might be shy with some of the more lewd displays of affection in public but when he's in bed with you he always goes all out. He can spend all night just eating you out and nothing else. You can use toys on him if you want but he can come just by jacking himself off with his tail. A vibrator can help though, when you play with and tease each other, him stopping his tongue because you suddenly turned the vibrator off, or you turning it up the more messily he eats you out. He's got a long tongue so he can really get deep in your pussy and feel every bit of it clenching down on his tongue.

You need to be sitting on his face while he eats you out because he likes looking at you. He's got four pairs of eyes so even if two are closed in bliss from your taste he can still see, and feel and taste, how good of a time you're having up there. Likes to pause even now and then to talk to you, its very hard to shut him up, that's how you know he's having a really good time. His claws leave a lot of marks on your ass and thighs, he enjoys looking at them while you walk and sink into the warm bath he's prepared for you afterwards. Its pretty easy to get him to follow you and sit you on the edge of the tub to have you all over again.

You never call the shots when Striker is around, he's the one who's in control in these parts. Cuffs you to the bed and will never eat you out before you suck him off first. While he sucks on your clit you can suck on the tip of his tail, something to keep your slutty mouth busy. He does like it when you moan but he's in the middle of something here and he doesn't want you distracting him. He's almost feral when you come on his face, grinning at how easy you are, how pathetic. If you don't get your act together and last longer next time around he won't take the handcuffs off all night, he'll keep fucking you until you pass out from it. Unless that's what you want? Is it?

#helluva boss #helluva boss x reader #blitzo x reader #moxxie x reader #stolas x reader #striker x reader #helluva boss imagine #helluva boss headcanon #helluva boss smut

[beans-in-soup]

.PUDDLE.

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Warnings: These little demons are too silly..silliness overboard (also some slight sexual innuendos/references)

Syno: Helluva cast and what they’d do if there was a puddle or wet spot infront of you while you were walking to your date…(this is so stupid..)

(Suffering with severe writers block rn but I managed to juice this out of me, bare with me yall!!)

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Moxxie:

Moxxie is a die hard gentleman, and I will stand by that. So he will totally be prepared for this occasion (like he was in the Loo Loo land episode with his little Fanny filled with meds for Via) He’d most likely whip out some sort of plastic or cardboard like walk way for you to step on..and he just like had that..on hand, meanwhile you’re saying things like…”I can just walk around it”, but please let him be cautious and spoil you, he loves being prepared for such drastic situations to get his partner away from danger..even if the danger is just getting your shoes wet. Afterwards he’ll ask if you are alright..as if walking over a puddle is traumatic or like it took a toll on you.

Blitzø:

Blitzø probably won’t care or even notice the puddle in the first place. In fact if he does notice it, he’ll purposely push you into it so your feet get all wet, especially if you’re trying to avoid it in the first place, then he’ll laugh at you and your pouty face. But if you’re actually upset about it and don’t start laughing with him he’ll definitely be like “What..you mad your shoes are wet?” Once he realizes you’re pretty pissed about it he’ll say “Ok ok..sorry.” And will then join you in the puddle and make sure his feet end up equally as soaked or even more so just so you aren’t mad at him the whole night.

Stolas:

Stolas will most definitely see the puddle and he’s all for keeping his partner out of harms way especially the smallest ounce of it, and he knows that appearance is everything and so is comfortability, he doesn’t want your feet to be wet and soppy therefore uncomfortable for you. So he’ll do the reasonable things and use his powers to make you float over it…like Stolas..really? He’s one that likes to one up, and he really loves to show off, especially to his partner. So he will use his magic for the smaller things just to impress you, that includes making you float over a puddle just so your precious feet stay dry and warm.

Fizzarolli:

Our little froggy will do what he does best and leap! You don’t think he’ll extend the both of you over a mere puddle then you are wrong, Fizz is the king of Drama, and he will be super dramatic about this whether you like it or not, He’ll extend the both of you over thoroughly and will look very badass while doing so. And he’ll even ask too “didn’t I look so cool.” Sure Fizzy, the coolest.

Asmodeus:

This big boy will not hesitate to pick you up into his arms, and he IS strong enough to do so, all while he walks into the puddle himself, but you know anything to make sure his sweetheart is alright, and no no, he won’t be setting you down afterwards, he’ll just carry you the whole way to the date just because he feels like it..and you know what you’re much safer up there with him anyways…so why would he let you down?

Striker:

This mf cowboy (“save a horse” iykwim) will not hesitate to pull some dramatics as well, he’ll whip out his little lasso from his side and wrap it around you throughly while he pulls you away from the puddle in the last moments before you even get the chance to step on it and he’ll draw you in to send you spinning (or more like falling) straight towards him and into his chest..he’ll hold you mighty close to him as he walks the both of you to your date and he will keep the lasso on you…just incase there’s anymore danger up ahead, or he’ll totally lay down his jacket for you over the puddle, just like an old school gentleman would do.

Mammon:

Mammon will definitely pull a Blitzø where he’ll purposely push you into it and will laugh at your reaction but on the other hand he won’t join you in your wet shoe’d state, he’d rather just laugh at you and say that you should audition for his pageant because watching you in dreadful situations is funny to him. He will be kind enough to dry your feet up at home/or even the restaurant, and he’ll make sure your feet are dry.

—girls—

Millie:

This precious lady will honestly want to get into the puddle with you just to splash around, it doesn’t matter that you have reservations that you’re already 20 minutes late for, she’ll dead stop and be like “Baby look a puddle!!” and you’ll understand her and begin to jump in it with her, she loves just doing childish things with you even if some people might find it gross. But! if you don’t like puddles and won’t jump in it with her she understands completely and will quite literally pick you up over her head and carry you over it…doesn’t matter if you are taller or bigger than her, she’ll carry you anytime, anywhere.

Loona:

She’s another one who will pull you into her closer so you aren’t near the puddle but instead near her. She doesn’t want your feet wet and will try to protect you or prevent you from going into it, just because she knows how annoying wet socks are, But don’t even try to mention she did it or she’ll go back/find another puddle to push you into….the shell feel bad and will lend you her socks..don’t mention that either.

Verosika:

Hehe..Verosika really loves you she does, and that’s why she has high expectations of you. One of them being that you’ll carry her through the puddle instead of her carrying you. So she’ll see the puddle, purposely get closer to it and pause when she’s a step away from it..she’ll look down roll her eyes and say something about her shoes,…take the hint [reader]! And if you do take the bait and carry her (if you can) well..she’ll give you Tenfold for treating her so nicely and will peck your cheek after..but don’t think you’re putting her down immediately after..the fun has just started.

Stella:

Hello..??? She’s royalty and is lowkey a little bratty (she need a brat tamer..I’m here for her😏) so she’ll obviously expect you to do something for her to get her out of this drastic situation, do you want her new heels to be ruined by mud? She doesn’t think so. So she’ll pause before the puddle and eye you to see what you’ll do, you can do anything and she’ll absolutely love it, pull her out of the way, lay your jacket on it, or even carry her and she will laugh and grin smugly, kissing you before continuing to walk with you again. She likes when you treat her nicely..she’ll do the same for you coming back that way at the end of the date.

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Hello my loves! I’m trying to write your requests, thank you all for being patient and supportive I love you all and you deserve your asks to be answered, you beautiful people!!🫶🏼🫶🏼!!

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[tinfairies]

Hi Tin! I see Borderlands in your pinned post! May I request smut headcanons for Moxxi with a female s/o?

Moxxi Smut Headcanons

GN! Reader, AFAB body

Moxxi is very kinky, she's willing to try (and has) anything once.

If you're new to sex, or new to kinks, she'll go very slow and gentle until you tell her not to.

Loves eating cunt. She likes receiving but giving is so much more fun for her.

Will spend hours getting to know every crevice of you, where your sensitive spots are, just how hard she has to rub at your clit. If you like it circular, up and down, or side to side.

Her fingers and tongue are very skilled, she knows exactly how to get you dripping wet and squirting.

Has many different sizes of strap ons, and will use what your comfortable with, whether it's 5 inches or 10 inches.

Big on safewords and takes them very seriously. Checks in often to make sure you're okay with what she's doing.

Definitely gets you to try new things, she loves being dominant but will be submissive for you if that's what you want.

Moxxi's favorite positions are missionary and doggy, both for different reasons.

The way your tits bounce in missionary gets her riled up, as well as being able to see all your expressions.

Beg for her cock, she will go feral.

Fucking you from behind, hitting that delicious spot inside of you, stretching your cunt open. Moxxi loves to watch the strap disappear inside you, your cunt sucking it in as if it needs her.

Aftercare is a huge thing for her. Very important, non negotiable.

Will help you cleanup, get you water, pain meds and anything you need. Kisses over your hickeys and bruises, gently massaging your sore muscles.

Moxxi is a wild card, but she knows when to play it and knows exactly what you want before you even know it yourself.

#mad moxxi #borderlands moxxi #Borderlands #borderlands x reader #Moxxi x reader #Borderlands smut #Smut #Headcanons #Borderlands headcanon

[k-i-ssmyash]

Y’all I read the cutest Blitzo/Moxxie fic on Ao3 that gave me literally all the serotonin. Genuinely, a ten out of ten for me boys.

Go read it over on Ao3: Would You Spare Me A Glance Tonight?

* Content warning for the very wholesome and respectful smut.

It’s by TheWeirdDane or @shimmeringdelights who is honestly the sweetest person? Honestly. Y’all go give em some love.

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[buzz-in-your-veins]

Introduction

~ About me! ~

I’m Vyrus, I’m 18. I mainly use He/Him, but They/Them are alright! So are most pet names! I am unlabelled. This blog was created partly from boredom, partly from hyperfixation, and partly from a want to write! I will happily take requests and constructive criticism! If my spelling is off or my sentences don’t make sense forewarning, I am dyslexic. I also have ADHD and Autism, I have a tendency to fall in and out of hyperfixations fast. This is going to be a Hazbin centric blog, maybe with some Helluva too. Vyrus is a Hazbin/Helluva OC. Again, I am heavily neurodivergent. The tag for this blog is #vyrus.is.a.virus. Comments are like nectar.

My main Blog is @arachnid-silk

~ RULES ~

•Nonnegotiable•

- Please don’t interact with NSFW posts if you’re a minor.

- The more detailed you are, the better I can complete your request.

- Be Respectful.

- Feel free to spam, but not with your request. A different request, HC, meme, ect, are okay, but not the same thing.

- Keep in mind I may be late with your request, but unless I have responded otherwise, I will be working on it.

- Respect my boundaries.

- Please do not trauma dump or vent in my requests. If your request has something traumatic in it, please DM with warning before the trauma. If you need to Vent, please DM me first to ask, and warn me about the nature of the vent please.

- Yes! ~

- Fluff, smut, angst, pretty much most catagories.

- Character x character

- Reader x character

- Minors, only platonicly.

- Yandere, Dub-Con, CNC, Abuse•certain types•, Possesive, Obsessive, Mafia, possibly more.

- Readers with Habits!

- Fem, Male, and Gender Neutral readers! Please be aware I’m still learning how to write GN and Male readers.

- Headcannons!

- Anything unless specified on the NO! list, if you’re unsure, just ask!

~ NO! ~

•Nonnegotiable•

- Romantic minor.

- Piss, Scat, generally stuff that is usually considered gross.

- Vomit. I have Emetophobia.

- Pedophilla, Incest, Rape.

- Detailed bugs.

- Cannibalism.

- Anything gross in general.

- If you’re unsure about something, ask me if I’m comfortable with it or not.

~ Maybe. ~

- Specified race and/or religion. I am a white unreligious person, I may write these characters, but I do ask you provide as much information and detail in your ask as you can, and you give me time to research and learn about your character before I write them. I also ask that should I get anything wrong or incorrect that you correct me.

- Super detailed about body parts.

- Sexual Violence/Abuse.

- Eating Disorders.

~ Characters I Won’t Write For. ~

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~ Characters I Will Write For. ~

- Everyone else.

Please be mindful this blog is still new and ergo still under construction, keep an eye out for any updates to the list. They will be in bold for the first three days.

#velvette #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel smut #helluva boss #hazbin vox #alastor #angel dust hazbin hotel #helluva millie #cherri bomb #valentino #hazbin charlie #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel adam #blitzo #moxxie #hazbin hotel husk #vyrus.is.a.virus.

[stories-and-chaos]

Tarnished: M&M Date Night

[Helluva Boss AU where Blitzø’s childhood theft from Stolas’ palace is discovered and major consequences ensue for everyone involved.]

[NSFW Cw: consensual sex, oral, pegging]

[Word count 2185]

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Millie was, well, smitten. And her boyfriend was just as horns over hooves for her. She and Moxxie had been dating for a little over a year now. They had hesitated about going out for months after they met. Millie had started dating a shark demon from Greed not long after she started working for Blitzø. After a few weeks of terrible dates and worse sex, she dumped him.

Of course the dumbass tried to seduce his way back into her good graces. She’d resorted to a knife to his throat to get rid of him. After that she’d gone out with other demons but there was no hellfire in the relationships.

She was attracted to Moxxie and the polite imp was equally attracted to her. But from what she could gather he had just had a really bad breakup. Not to mention they were coworkers, which could make things awkward.

Two years after Blitzø founded I.M.P. he took everyone out for a celebratory dinner. But after their food arrived, Stolas called him for a last minute guard duty. Since his daughter Octavia also needed guarding, Loona had to leave as well. Blitzø paid for it all and had their meals boxed up. “You guys enjoy anyway, we’ll probably be up late so be at the office in the afternoon tomorrow.” And then they were off.

Which left Millie and Moxxie at the table. Alone together. Moxxie cut into his steak. “Do you think his highness actually needed them or was this just a set up?”

“When has princey ever called Blitzø last minute?” Millie asked back. “Guess they musta got sick of us.” She wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth so she tore into her plate of ribs.

They started talking about work, which shifted to discussing their preferred weaponry, to what they liked to do in their off hours, to just chatting and flirting. By the time they were lingering over dessert and coffee, Millie could feel the glow of hellfire building between them.

The two of them walked home in the deep red glow of evening. Moxxie had gotten an apartment in the same set of complexes as hers, four buildings down the street. But they both started lingering as they approached her building. Neither wanted the conversation to end.

In front of her door, after loitering and delaying goodbyes for a good fifteen minutes, Millie suggested, “C’mon in Mox. We can watch one of those musicals you told me about.”

They ended up watching two, Moxxie streaming them from his phone. He had dozens saved, with multiple versions of some. While they scrolled through his selection, he excitedly told her about the differences in actors and their performances. Millie found herself listening in fascination, his passion infectious and charming.

Watching musicals and talking was all that happened that night. Moxxie headed home after the second but not before suggesting they get coffee together before work the next day.

Blitzø had a shit eating grin on his face when they arrived together the next day. “Soooooo, how was your night?” Moxxie’s face darkened as he blushed. ���Everything was fine sir.”

“Yup! Dinner was great, thanks Blitzø!” Millie added cheerfully. She took her usual seat at the conference table. Instead of sitting across from her ad he had been, Moxxie took the chair next to her. “How was last night for you guys?”

Blitzø shrugged. “Via decided she didn’t want to go to the party so we hung out at the palace.” That grin didn’t change by a hair, which let Millie know it had all been a set up. Loona was conveniently texting away, barely paying attention to the others.

Millie still wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. So Blitzø’s smugness didn’t stop her from going out with Moxxie. Before long they were basically attached at the hip and if anything their work improved. The two imps made a good team.

Over a year later, Moxxie had gotten tickets to Phantom of the Opera. The night was close enough to their one year anniversary at they decided on that for a celebration date. Of course, after a year of dating, there was no lingering on the walk home or hesitation at doors. The brisk walk to Millie’s apartment was filled with their chatter over the performance.

Inside, Millie wasted no time pouncing on her boyfriend. Kisses, nibbles, and shed clothes made a trail from the front door to her bedroom. Moxxie pulled her down to the mattress, his claws expertly unhooking her bra. He cupped her breasts, face buried between them as she stroked his horns. Their tails whipped around, eventually hitting each other’s and twisting into a helix.

She lifted his face out of her cleavage to give him a deep kiss, tongue slipping into his mouth. Moxxie’s hands roamed from her breasts to her back, stroking her from shoulder to buttocks. His claws slipped under the lace of her panties to knead her ass. In response Millie slid her hands down his chest. Her thumbs grazed under the waistband of his briefs, just brushing the sensitive skin.

His hands tensed as he gasped, claws pricking her skin. With a throaty giggle, Millie slipped out of her panties. Tails still locked together, she pulled of his underwear as well, his cock popping out with an almost audible ‘spoing!’ Before Moxxie could do more than blush over it, Millie had her hand wrapped around his shaft.

“Oh fuuuuck that feels so good Millieeeeee,” he moaned. He leaned back on his elbows, giving himself an excellent view.

“I should hope so, Mox,” she said in a sassy tone. Her palm slipped up and down his cock while her other hand cupped his balls. “I’ve been gettin enough practice.” Moxxie tried to reply but she gave his balls a squeeze whenever he tried to say something. He could feel himself getting closer and managed to gasp, “Not yet.”

He grabbed her hips and hauled her onto the bed. Moxxie flipped her onto her back and pressed his face to her groin. Her started licking her entrance, savoring her taste. Millie’s legs wrapped around his head as he dove in with his tongue. He swirled and thrust his tongue inside her pussy, hearing her muffled moans. Changing things up, he pulled back to wrap his tongue around her clit and slipped two fingers inside.

Moxxie played with her, tongue flicking at the sensitive nub as his fingers slid in and out. His hand was getting coated in her wetness when she tugged in his horns. “Get in here Moxxie,” she said through pants of breath.

“Yes ma’am!” He pulled himself upward, lining the tip of his cock up to her lower lips. She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him in. They both gasped at the feeling, filling up and being filled. The imps shuddered together for a moment, before Moxxie started thrusting. Long steady strokes at first. He enjoyed Millie’s walls tensing around him.

Millie started moving her hips with his rhythm, her hands sliding up his back to grasp his shoulders. His lips found her neck, teeth biting as he sped up. His thrusting got faster and shorter. Her claws dug into his shoulders and she started making squeals of pleasure. That just spurred him onward and he pulled away from her neck to get better leverage.

Suddenly she tensed all over, yelling “Yes Moxxie yes!” as she came around him. Seeing her adorable face twisted in bliss was the tipping point. “Oh Millie!” he groaned as he orgasmed, holding himself deep inside. Moxxie gasped as he continued to spill himself inside her.

As he felt the last drops squeeze out, all the tension in his body faded. Moxxie lowered himself onto Millie, face nestling into her shoulder. They lay together for a bit, just enjoying the moment. Millie started stroking his hair. Moxxie, once his brain started working again, wondered if this was the right time.

“I’ve got a question,” they said simultaneously. Both imps looked at each other and laughed. “You first sweetie,” Moxxie said.

“Well,” Millie had a playful, heated look in her eyes. “I was wondering if we could try somethin, Mox.” She reached for her nightstand saying, “you mentioned somethin’ ‘bout being in guys too, so maybe you’d be up for this?” She pulled out a strap-on harness and a slim dildo.

Moxxie paused; he hadn’t expected this. The last time he’d done anal was with Chaz. Years later, he realized how awful the sex had been. But Millie couldn’t have been more different than the shark demon, both in and out of bed.

So he said “yes,” with a grin that was showing his excitement. His growing erection also betrayed his enthusiasm. Moxxie helped his girlfriend get the harness on and made sure the dildo was secure. Before Millie could pour lube on it, Moxxie followed his urge to wrap his mouth around the stuff silicone. “Ooooo Moxxie!” Millie said in surprise. “Damn that is hot. I can see why you like to watch me do that.”

He popped the dildo out so she could finish prepping it. With a light smack to his thigh, she had him roll over. Moxxie shivered as she poured lube onto his hole. Then she grabbed his hips to pull him up and back. “Ready Mox?”

He nodded, “I’m ready.” Millie held him steady and pressed the tip into his ass. He moaned as he felt the warmed dildo spread him open. It wasn’t too thick (Millie had wanted to start small evidently) but it had been a long time since anything had been back there. “Slowly Millie,” he murmured as she thrust deeper.

“You got it baby,” she replied. Seeing Moxxie bent over, mewling as she fucked his ass was more erotic than she imagined. Even though she couldn’t feel the dildo, she had the urge to ram it in faster. But she let him set the pace, not wanting to hurt him.

Millie kept things steady, grasping his cheeks as his tail snaked twice around her waist. As he got used to it, Moxxie started pushing himself onto the shaft, picking up speed. Millie began thrusting faster as he moaned. His tail tightened around her when suddenly he screamed her name and came onto the bedspread.

He gasped, “Oh Satan, that was incredible.” Moxxie relaxed his tail’s grip around her so she could pull out. He rolled away from the patch of cum; fortunately there wasn’t too much after their first round. Millie chuckled, removed the harness and grabbed some tissue to clean up the spill. “I’m glad you liked it. Wanna do it again sometime?” She stretched out next to him and he cuddled up to her.

“Yes please! If you’re up for it of course.” Being pegged by someone who cared about how he was feeling during it was incredible.

“Sure thing. Oh, what did you wanna ask?”

Moxxie sat up. He’d forgotten all about it, the experience had felt so good. It seemed like there wouldn’t be a better time. “One second, I need to grab something.” His jacket had been tossed on the couch; he reached into the inside pocket for what he wanted.

Coming back to the bedroom, he saw Millie sitting cross legged on the bed. She was naked with a light sheen of sweat, her hair a rumpled dark mess, and she was absolutely beautiful. Moxxie kneeled next to the bed and held out a ring set with a vibrant ruby.

“Millie, will you marry me?” he asked, heart pounding. Millie’s eyes went wide and teary before she grabbed his face in both hands to kiss him. She kissed his lips then peppered his freckles with more as she made inarticulate sounds of happiness.

“Sooo, that’s a yes?”

“Yes it’s a yes!” She pulled him back onto the bed, continuing to kiss him all over. He slipped the ring on her finger when she finally paused her smooch storm. She grabbed her phone to take a selfie with her fiancé. His embarrassed little grin as she snapped the pic made the hellfire in her heart flare brighter.

Later that night, after more sex and cuddles, Millie mentioned, “Ya know, Blitzø’s never gonna let us live this down once we tell him.”

“You got that right Mills!” Blitzø called from outside the window. The couple spun around to see their boss, hiding in a hedge, with a video camera.

“Have you been fucking filming us all night?!” Moxxie yelled.

“Just the last couple rounds. Congrats you two!” He ran off cackling. Moxxie flopped back onto the bed, sulking.

Millie stroked his white cloud of hair. “Hey, don’t worry about him, Mox. We’ve got a wedding to plan, right?” That brought back his smile.

“Yeah, you’re right sweetie.” A thought made him smile in wicked glee. “And if Blitzø wants an invite, he’ll have to give us all copies of that video.”

“That’s my Moxxie!” Millie said, rewarding him with a kiss.

#helluva fanfiction #helluva boss #helluva smut #helluva moxxie #helluva millie #millie x moxxie #smut #cw smut #cw pegging #helluva blitzo

[th3-living-death]

Few random connor murphy headcannons

Tried to make it as gender neutral as possible!!

Warnings: there are a few smutty ones. Probably a few spelling and or grammar mistakes.  Connor being an idiot inlove. Mentions of drugs and suicide. 

-Connor isn't the kind for nicknames. I mean sure he calls you babe or stuff like that. But nothing to lovey dovey like sweetie or darling unless he's joking. 

-Lots of nicknames like nerd, idiot, brat, bitch, naggy. Stuff like that. 

-He'll never admit it. But he likes to be the little spoon sometimes. He likes to be held and be told everything will be ok. 

-but when he's the big spoon he traces his hand up and down your hip 

-you helped him alot with his mental health. He calls you when he needs support and is so glad your his. 

-lets just say you were dating him during the plot of the story right? After Connors suicide you'd get really close to Evan and Jared and they'd feel so bad-

-eventually when they tell you, you stop talking to them for around a year before you eventually try to forgive them.  

-he loves when you play with his hair. Finds it oddly comforting. 

-you two get high together.

-you have a picture of him that use as black mail. It's of him with a bunch of rainbow coloured clips in his hair and makeup on. 

-he hates it. 

-ofcourse you would never release it. You just use it when you need a little leverage.

-Jared flirts with you alot to annoy Connor. Cuz he gets jealous quite easy. 

-adores you in his clothes. Because he's quite tall his clothes are quite big on you and he loves you for it. 

-he definitely teases you because your short compared to him. 

-but for my taller people. He still teases you calls you a giraffe. 

-if your a theatre kid (like me) he loves watching you preform. He gets jealous if you have a love story with another person though.  

!!Nsfw stuffs bellow here!!

-massive tease. You can be in the the middle of class and you'll feel his hand running up your thigh slowly inching towards your crotch. 

-loves post sex cuddles. 

-likes to be dominate. 

-giving him head when he's stoned 🙏

-kinky mother fucker. 

-loves when you pull his hair. Urges him to continue. 

-I don't think he whimpers. I think he groans and mumbles swears.

-loves biting you and marking you up. Thinks it's hot. 

-consent is so important to him. If you don't give him explicit worded consent, he doesn't do anything. It's always "words babe", "c'mon use your words", "need you to speak up hon"

And that's it! Thank you so much for reading!! <33

#connor murphy smut #connor murphy #dear evan hansen #deh musical #first proper post #jared kleinman #evan hansen #smut #sincerely me #moxxies headcannons

[sketchfanda]

A Little Moxxie Love: Glitz and Glam

Moxxie had a feeling something was amiss here as he assessed his current predicament. One moment he was sitting in the meeting room enjoying some coffee, the next thing he knew, Millie and Loona bared in and grabbed him, saying it was urgent. Which was how and why he found himself riding in the backseat area of Verosika Mayday's limo/atv SUV hybrid, doing his best not to stare too much at the lush succubus popstar. Not that she would've minded in the slightest of course, given their intimate history and nature as friends with oh so generous benefits. But it was in his nature to be a gentleman after all, his dear sweet departed mother taught him that much. It's just that it was either staring at the seductive star doing god knows what to tease and turn him on or look out the window at the passing scenery. Which of course only served to raise a fair few red flags because he recognised some of the streets and buildings, signalling and currently enroute to the Lust Circle. Which in the Imp hitman's experience mant either Verosika had cashed in a favour, wanting a whole day of fun to herself with him or it was to set him up with someone in her personal social circle. Was it Milky or Keke perhaps? Coco and Apple? Or was she feeling more in a homo-erotic mood wanted to see him get it on with Ace and Josh? The teasing smile on her otherwise sexy face made it clear he wasn't going to get any answers from her. Ask no questions and she'd tell no lies but he knew her well enough and trusted Millie and yes, even Loona not to set him up in a situation he wasn't comfy with. His train of thought put on pause as the vehicle seemed to stop and park, the succubus bombshell stepping out causing him to follow as it was clear they arrived at their destination. What was one of Lust's many notable high class, quality grade love hotels.

Verosika:*as she lead Moxxie on inside, speaking to him as they went up the elevator before soon proceeding down the corridor of the floor they arrived on. A sensual grin on her face as she walked with a distinct sway and sashay she knew was drawing his gaze to her backside. From the hypnotic shimmy of her hips and the way her thicc thighs rubbed together, to the jiggle of her skirt clad booty. No doubt the imp was doing his best not to stare but how could he not at such perfection, well besides the shortstack bubble butt of his wife of course. Who'd no doubt be singing the succubus' praises if she were here right now before she focused her mind and decided to address any curiousity Moxxie might have.*"Don't overthink or dwell on it little man. Just some friends of mine who are very eager to meet you after you came "highly recommended." So just show them a good time,they'll give you a good time and that's that...."

Moxxie of course nodded politely, clearing his throat with a small cough to try in vain hidng the fact he had been obviously looking at Verosika's succubus ass. The sensual popstar grinning all the while as she finally brought him to the designated room, the misfit pair finding themselves in the deluxe suite wing,as she handed him a spare keycard, giving him a playful pat on the face and a kiss on the cheek for luck. The message clear 'Go get 'em Tiger' as he steeled his nerves and accessed the lock. Stepping inside to find quite the well furnished and decorated room with a nice little view of Lust City to which he didn't look at for too long of course as he found his golden eyes drawn to the guests of honour staying here. Pupils shrinking to pinpricks, jawdropping as he beheld the naked twins stepping out of the shower. Their scaly, shark-like bodies glistening with the telltale sign of a hot,fresh and steamy shower as before him were two near indentical hotties. The two obviously sisters but different enough here and there to be able to tell them apart, mainly and especially when it came to their hair and eyes. All the Imp Hitman could do was think two very simple words at the sight before him as they eyed him up like predators looking to ready to enjoy the freshly killed carcass of their prey. "Oooooh crumbs......." After all it wasn't everyday you found yourself alone in a hotel room with the Greed circle's very own imfaous Klown duo, The Glam Sisters, as Glits and Glam sported grins that bore and flashed those gleaming shark teeth of theirs at his reaction. It was clear these two had mischief on their minds. More so especially as their nude bodies began to circle around him like sharks smelling blood in the water, their gleaming, sharp pearly whites bared. He could definitely understand what some humans meany by the term scaroused. He was really feeling it big time.

Glitz:"Well well sis,lookie who we got here. So this is the surprise that rehab regular ho promised us? Have to say I'm kind of disappointed. Seems like such a letdown."*She taunted and teased,as she paused in front of Moxxie, tilting his head up to look him in the eyes akin to an antique examiner determining the value of an item.*

Glam:"Now now it's not like Mayday had any real reason to bullshit us. Right cutie? Verosika had so much to say about you. So you can imagine we got us some high expectations..."*Her twin quippped as she paused behind Moxxie,hands clasping his shoulders as she nudged her face against his,nuzzling him as she nibbled on his ear and licked his face lecherously. Grinning mischievously as did Glitz at seeing and hearing the imp hitman shudder.*

Moxxie of course wasn't one to let himself get talked down in a situation like this, as he gathered up his nerves. Determination and resolve burning with a gleam in his golden eyes as he took a deep breath. Glitz and Glam humming with curiousity as he began to strip, starting off small with his bow tie, followed by his shirt and and coat. Stereo wolf whistles humming from the twins as they took note their imp gentleman for the night wasn't as runty or skinny as he looked. if anything he had the kind of body that'd look good even if you'd put him in girls' clothing. Something Millie would certainly attest to the couple of times she and Moxxie did their kinky roleplaying as Moxxine and Millard. But finally of course,came and went his pants along with his boxers, blinking as they heard a thud on the ground before looking down. Their eyes widening and jaws dropping as they beheld the Imp's junk. It was clear they weren't virgins by any and all means but there wasn't any doubt going by their reactions and expressions that they'd never seen a set of cock and balls so damn big before!! Blushes on their faces as they watched that length and girth rise to full mast erectness. A stiff, long and girthy pulsing piece of pussy hammering, womb stuffing chunk of heaven ready, willing and able to give them pleasure and take them to new heights of ecstasy they'd never imagined or thought possible as the twins looked back and forth between that cock and each other. Before giving Moxxie looks of seductive,sensual allure,as they leaned in close to his adorable face.

Glitz:”well okay then,Shirt Cute and Packin’, think you might’ve just exceeded expectations…”*She sensually quipped,giving her sharp teeth and lips a slow lick, her sister doing the same.*

Glam:”course it ain’t just the size but how you use it so you still got a lot to prove…”*finishing her twin’s sentence in thst unique sort of synchronized pattern only twins could be so capable of doing. Before the stunned Moxxie by kissing him at the time.*

Moxxie widened his eyes as he found himself being the recipient of simultaneous kiss. Glitz and Glam taking turns locking lips with him before drawing his tongue as they pried his mouth open, enacting an open air three way dance of spit swapping snd tonsil hockey. Tasting one another as he found their hands caressing his torso before they made their way down to his groin. Grasping his cock and balls with their palms and fingers giving firm massaging caresses. His imp shaft twitching with the heat and pulse of a growing desire to mate and fuck, as if sensing the presence of this pair of bitches in heat. If his dick could speak, there was no doubt it would say it was coming down with a case of Klussy Fever and need to make some whoopee to those cushions. Pre forming and oozing from the tip as it stained their hands, causing them to lube up his length and girth. The room filling with the sounds of their deep gasps and moans as they became drawn into the growing spark of flames from the heat of their arousal….

Glitz:”Fuuuuckfuckfuck he knows how to fucking use it alright!! What hole they been hiding this guy in?!”*The Klown bitch howling,deep throated moans coming from her as she bounced and rode on Moxxie’s cock. The imp laying on the bed as his balls felt that bubbly booty jiggle with every thunder clap and smack of their loins while Glam sat on his his face. Humping and grinding her crotch as his tongue licked and probed away at her sloppy,gushing slit. Sticky,warm love nectar flowing like a waterfall as the twins pressed their fronts together,tits rubbing against each other as they kissed in such an intimate way most sisters woildnt or shouldn’t be. Tongues dancing together as they rode the momentum of erotic ecstasy.*

Glam:”Aaaahhhn fucking fuck,wreck me break me fuck me fuck me..”*The other Klown bitch spat out like some lewd mantra as she laid atop her sister,who hugged her and held her close. Glitz Kissing and licking along her face and neck as Moxxie fucked her sister from behind. His alpha imp cock jackhammering and pistoning away into her Klussy as those heavy baby batter loaded balls smacked their clits. Making their juices splash and fall onto the already soaked and stained bedsheets as the hotel room filled with their passionate moans and the primal rhythm of skin slapping, pulse racing sex.*

minutes to hours flew by as the Imp Hitman continued to rock the Glam twins’ world. Plowing their warm, horny pussies and their sinful juicy asses with his natural weapon through a variety of positions consisting of one on one to the natural tandem act of taking on two twins at once two on one. From fucking one sister doggy style or missionar as she ate the other out to taking breathers as they had turns or often tag teamed him with some making out, insulting in intimate groping,sensual heavy petting and mutual masturbation. As they recovered and basked in the afterglow of their most recent ground, the imo stud sitting on the bed as the Glam twins performed a tandem fellatio. Their tag team blowjob soothing his juice soaked cock while keeping it ina state of steady and constant arousal as they relished the mixed flavours of his seed and their own pussy juices, their slits pumping with an overflow of excess of his cream. Before the imp saw the sun setting outside on the view of lust city as the lights dimmed, finding his attention drawn to the large mirror which revealed itself to be two way. The sound of a switch flipped as he saw Verosika on the other side, naked as they were, pressing her palms and her massive pink titties against the glass. Lecherously licking it as she panted and moaned like a bitch in heat,her oussy gushing like a shower head making it clear she’d been watching the whole time and was looking ready to want in on the action. Which made the imp think chances are Millie and Loona were in a similar room, no doubt their own voyeurism getting them all hot and horny. It was clear for Moxxie, this room was about see some more action in a few moments…and how sweet it is!

#sketchfanda #sketchfan #sketchfan85 #helluva boss #moxxie smut #moxxie #helluva moxxie #moxxie helluva boss #glitz and glam #the glam sisters #The glam twins

[roo-bi-unrestricted]

#stolas #stolas x reader #stolas x reader smut #blitzo #blitz #blitzø #blitzo x reader #blitzo x reader smut #striker x reader #striker x reader smut #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus x reader smut #crimson x reader #crimson x reader smut #husk x reader #husk x reader smut #angel dust x reader #angel dust x reader smut #moxxie x reader #moxxie x reader smut #sir pentious x reader #sir pentious x reader smut #helluva boss smut #helluva boss #hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel #poll #tumblr polls #smut

[morishitoshi]

Guyyyyys imagine borderland characters x a reader who flirts when nervous like life or death situation and next thing you know is they give a Slightly awkward pickup line🥰the ideas are pumping through my brain my single brain cell is doing overtime I have so many ideas

#handsome jack x reader #handsome jack smut #scooter hodunk #rhys borderlands #borderlands #zer0 #borderlands moxxi #timothy laurence

[drades-lair]

The Albino (Striker x male reader)

Note: 18+ content included and later chapters will include mentions of rape

Imp city buzzed with its usual sounds as you walked down the dimly lit street. Your hands were deeply tucked into your jean’s pockets, leather jacket rustling slightly with each movement. A skittering from behind you caught your attention, glancing out of your peripheral only to see a small form skuttling between shadows. Releasing an aggravated sigh, you decided to ignore it for the moment simply continuing along your current path. Rounding a corner you stopped, shooting a glance over your shoulder just in time to watch an imp leap from the alley brandishing a knife. You didn't move till he was practically on top of you then your longer than normal tail lashed out. You easily disarmed the imp of the knife and slammed him into the pavement. Recoiling your tail, you thrust the speared tip directly through the imp's back to his chest, wrenching it free with a flick you huffed an unimpressed laugh before continuing to the large brick apartment complex at the end of the road. After entering your shitty little apartment, you trudged to the kitchen off to the right of the front door, yanking open the fridge to grab a beer bottle. Your white skin practically glowing even in the darkness of the apartment as your ram-like horns curled around your elfish ears. Taking a swig out of the beer bottle you heard the faintest of footfalls from behind you near a window that sat in the living area directly behind you. "Humph, no rest for the wicked," You smirked, your free hand sliding to grab a dagger hilt hidden at your waist. An instant later you'd turned on your heel, tossing the dagger with blinding speed. The dagger twanged as it lodged into the wall right next to the intruder’s head. Flicking on the kitchen light using your tail you revealed said intruder who looked rather shocked. A tall pale imp wearing a cowboy get up holding a rope with piercing yellow eyes. You fully turned to face the intruder head tilting slightly to the side with one eyebrow arched.

“What exactly were you planning on doing with that rope?” You inquired coyly

“Humph, cocky one ain’t Ya,” The imps voice was deeper than you’d expected and had a thick southern drawl to it.

“I prefer the term confident…cocky works too though,” You shrugged taking another swig of the beer in your hand.

“You shouldn’t be with aim like that, Ya missed,” The imp stated nodding towards the dagger inches from his head.

“Did I?” You asked coyly with a smirk growing on your features, pulling out a pistol you’d snatched from a kitchen drawer while chatting.

“Shit…well guess Ya got me, what now?” The pale imp wondered raising his hands slightly in surrender.

“Why don’t we start with who you are?” You asked

“Names Striker, I was hired to kidnap you…obviously that’s not goin’ the way I wanted,” Striker introduced huffing out a laugh.

“And it won’t. Go back to your employer and tell them you failed…or I could just shoot you. Your choice,” You explained showing a modicum of anger

“I think I’ll take the first option,” Striker stated

“Good, now…get the fuck out of my apartment!” You barked baring your teeth

Slowly Striker nodded then eased his way to the door, opening it before slipping through followed by the sound of swift footsteps heading away down the hall. You relaxed slightly, taking a sip of beer while moving towards the door to shut and lock it. You opted to turn in for the evening after all there had been more then enough excitement.

 …

 It had been a week since your encounter with Striker and since then more attempts to kill you or kidnap you had been made, the usual. You were a rare imp with white skin, red eyes and curled horns not to mention pointed ears, no one really knew why including yourself but regardless of it had made you a target since you were little. You learned to defend yourself refusing to live as a reclus simply because of others’ opinions of you which is why tonight once again you were out at a club in the lust ring. Leaning against the far wall you sipped a tumbler of scotch simply watching the other demons here dance, gamble or hell, even fuck right there in the middle of the club. Your eyes narrowed in suspicion as a familiar form came to lean against the wall beside you, tumbler of what you could smell was whiskey in his hand.

“Fancy seein’ you here?” Striker drawled as he took a swig of his whiskey

“Hmm, rather public spot to attempt a kidnapping, dontchya think?” You asked still watching the other imp closely in your peripheral.

“Nah, cut that client loose after the other night,” Striker informed you

“Really? Why would you do that?” You wondered suspiciously  

“Because she was pissed, I didn’t succeed and wanted a discount,” Striker casually told you with a huffed laugh.

“Rude of her,” You chuckled

“Very…now (Y/N), tell me what are you doin’ here?” Striker’s tone had shifted to a flirtatious one as he pushed off the wall to walk just a little closer. It didn’t surprise you that he knew your name because after all he’d tried to kidnap you for his client, who obviously told him.

“Just looking for a good time,” You answered simply, taking a swig of your scotch

“Really…Ya know, I haven’t been able to get you off my mind since that night,” Striker hissed slightly now standing right beside you.

“You don’t say?” You coyly retorted still only glancing at him from the corner of your eye

“Yep, Ya want a good time? Why don’t we blow this shit hole?” Striker offered with a gesture to the nearest exit. You remained silent for a moment as you considered his offer, it had been a while since you’d managed to get any action and the whole kidnapping thing aside Striker was hot as fuck.

“Fuck it, why not?” You finally agreed downing the last of your scotch in one go before placing the empty glass on a nearby table.

“Humph, follow me,” Striker purred as he too downed his drink then set the glass next to yours, leading you out the nearest exit.

You weren’t stupid nor just throwing caution to the wind as you followed Striker to a crappy motel not far from the club. You kept an eye for any potential traps even as you entered the motel room with Striker who you heard close the door behind the both of you. A moment later you found yourself being spun around by the shoulder, drawn into a deep kiss. You growled into the gesture while shrugging off your leather jacket as Striker’s claws carded through your silver hair. You encouraged him to remove his own jacket by tugging at it followed by undoing the buttons of his vest then his black button down all of which the pale imp swiftly obliged in shrugging off. Striker’s hands found the hem of your navy-blue T-shirt yanking it from the waistband of your jeans in a bid to get it up over your head which you happily obliged, pulling from the kiss to pull the garment free.

You could feel Striker pressing against you again in moments lips back on yours with claws grazing your bare back while your own hands carded up the back of his head, lightly pushing his cowboy hat till it could be pulled off. You snaked a hand down Striker’s back, over his hip to the front of his jeans where you made swift work of the button and zipper there. Striker let out a snarl into your mouth as he pressed a leg between your own, pressing firmly in an attempt you assumed was to get you to move back towards the bed, but you simply chuckled and planted your feet. Striker’s hands gripped your ass hard making a small moan escape from your chest however the pale imp didn’t notice your hand currently sliding down the back of his jeans. Striker pulled from the kiss with a loud moan as you pressed a single finger into his ass causing you to smirk and with a single movement you slid his leg aside to press your own between his.

“Hmm, ride ‘em cowboy,” You whispered into Striker’s ear as you pulled your finger free, grabbed Striker’s wrists and heaved against his body hard enough to push him against the door.

The tall pale imp had a look of surprise on his face as you managed to pin him against the door. You licked a strip up Striker’s throat before spinning him around to press the imp’s face against the door, your tail easily wrapping around his arms to pin them behind his back. You yanked his jeans and underwear down passed his ass in one slick movement, reaching into your jean pocket you pulled out a small bottle of lube. You poured a small amount onto your fingers, placing the bottle back into your pocket before slipping the two lubed digits into Striker’s hole. The imp was apparently taken completely off guard because he let out a surprised yelp.

“H-holy…Fuck!” Striker groaned out

“Wow…you’re tight, don’t take it much?” You teased

Striker didn’t respond simply pressed back against your fingers with a breathy moan. You spent a good amount of time stretching Striker open before pulling your fingers out and you could have sworn you saw him bite his lip to prevent a whimper from escaping. Chuckling you uncoiled your tail from his arms allowing the tall imp to turn around with yet another confused look on his face as he watched you swagger over to the bed. Turning around you pulled the lube bottle from your pocket to place on the bedside table, toeing off your boots then undoing and pulling down your own pants, chucking them off to the side. Sliding onto the creaky mattress you curled your index finger in a come here motion as an invitation…that is if your hard length curled up to your stomach wasn’t already. Striker smirked as he strode over to the bed, toeing his own boots off and pulling his jeans off all the way before crawling up to straddle your hips.

You massaged Striker’s ass as he reached for the lube bottle, popping it open to drizzle it over your length. You moaned as he gave a few pumps to slick you up but when he stopped you lifted his ass to help him angle over the long member. Striker planted a hand on your chest with the other on your thigh, slowly lowering himself onto your cock with a series of moaning grunts. You rubbed circles into Striker’s hips using your thumbs till he was fully seated on you, face flushed completely red as he panted heavily just sitting trying to adjust. You caressed a hand up Striker’s side, across his stomach then brought both hands to his thighs where you dragged your claws gently across them. Striker took a shaky deep breath then rolled his hips making you both moan out, seemingly satisfied he was ready Striker began a slow pace of rolling his hips in circles.

“Oh, fuck yeah! Ride me like a fucking horse, cowboy,” You growled out

“Humph, as you wish,” Striker scoffed out picking up his hips to start thrusting down onto you at a quicker pace.

You started panting as your stomach twisted with that wonderful knot of pleasure, your hips bucking up to meet Striker’s thrusts. Striker leaned forwards to plant both hands on your chest, head bowing as sweat dripped from his face. You reached a hand up to grab firmly at one of Striker’s horns, yanking him down into a deep kiss while your other hand wrapped around the pale imp’s cock. Striker let out a deep guttural moan into your mouth, body stiffening as he spilled hot cum over your hand and stomach. You cursed under your breath as Striker clenched around your cock forcing the orgasm right out of you, spilling your load into Striker’s ass. Striker managed just enough brain power to pull off you before flopping onto the bed next to you.

“F-fuck…that…was…the best…sex I’ve…had in…a while,” Striker panted out with a huge smirk on his face.

“Good to know I’m as good as I know I am,” You cockily stated with a laugh

“Cocky bastard,” Striker retorted

You laughed again already pushing up on your elbows, flicking your tail to your jeans to pull out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. You took out a singular cigarette then offered the pack to Striker who happily accepted. You lit your cigarette before offering the lighter to Striker for his which again he accepted.

“So…you were so captivated with me, you had to come find me?” You asked, taking a drag from your cigarette.

“I figured I’d shoot my shot,” Striker answered blowing out a puff of smoke

“All the better for me then,” You chuckled

“Not to complicate shit but…what happens now?” Striker wondered curiously

“I don’t know…You wanna make this a regular thing, I’d be down but if you just want tonight to be it, I’m cool with that too,” You explained with a simple shrug releasing a stream of smoke

“I’d like to do this again sometime…I got a job a few rings down but perhaps when I get back, we could do it again,” Striker suggested

“Sure, I’ll leave my number in your phone…just give me a heads up when your back in town,” You explained with a sated smile

“Sounds good,” Striker agreed as you both settled down to bask in the after glow 

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Finally finished the Moxxie/Beelzebub fic I was working on!

After Moxxie has a wild birthday bash filled with all sorts of illicit substances and illegal hijinks, he wakes up the next morning with no memory of the last twelve hours and a rather unique bedmate of the multilimbed variety...

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