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enoe-of-noen · 3 days
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AGJSDIJRKE HOW???
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I GOT HIM FROM THE FREE TEN PULL ON PARTY 2
Obey me being generous frfr wtf
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the-great-chimera · 1 year
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Demon mc gets stressed and subconsciously tugs at their horns and rub at the base where they grow out from similarly to how human will sometimes pull at their hair or pick at their skin.
A self soothing action found in demons with high anxiety.
Diavolo noticed this action over time and made a point to have you sit next to him or one of the other lords for comfort. If he catches mc, reaching to tug at their horns, he will gently take their hands and shake his head authoritatively. " No tugging, it'll hurt you"
Mc puts their hands back down as diavolo gives them scratches and pets on the spot in between their horns. He dgaf who sees, what is anyone gonna do??? He's the prince, and you're his favorite.
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l3viat8an · 2 months
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I want to sit on Diavolo’s face so fucking bad 
Nsfw ♛
Same nonnie, same <3
Diavolo himself wants you to sit on his face so fucking bad!!- it’s the first thing he insists on doing to ‘get you ready for his cock’.
He lays down on the bed and practically drags your body up to his face, desperate to get his mouth on you. Now don’t insult him by trying to hover or keep your weight off of him. Sit. On. His. Face.
If you still try to hold yourself up a bit, Diavolo will wraps his arms around your legs, fingers digging into your soft thighs and pull you down until your full weight is on him!!! He’ll be fine-
Eats you out like he’s starved-
Alternating between licking long, fat strips along your pussy getting as much of your slick as he can into his mouth to sucking harshly on your clit. It’s all sloppy as Diavolo practically makes out with your cunt, gently rocking your hips in time with his tongue.
Tests what you like more and then repeats that over and over until you’re a mess!! moaning ‘n whining his name, grabbing his hair just to ground yourself a bit and feeling him moan vibrate against your cult when you do-
He’ll be watching you the whole time too, eyes starring up at you so intensity it’s like he’s trying to burn your body into him mind. Especially when you cum all over his face- ‘so gorgeous when you’re lost in pleasure~’
Trying desperately to squirm away as he keeps your body in place, licking up every drop of your cum and then some.
You’re reminded of his slightly terrifying demonic strength when he won’t let you up….he doesn’t stop you with words, he just nips at the inside of your thigh as a warning and holds you down….his tongue almost lazily circling your clit to hear you cry out some more…
You’ll have to be crying from overstimulation or yank at his hair to get him to take his mouth off you- and even then he still doesn’t want to let you go…yet.
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janahanooo · 2 months
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Did I get inspired by the fact that I was all alone on Valentines day? Yes, so have something I made in my misery.
Mc: I live with seven VERY handsome men
Mc: meaning, I should have at least got something from them, BUT NOOoOooo
Mc: so I wasted a night of making chocolate for nothing!
Barbatos: oh Mc... have some more tea
Mc: *sob* Barbs, why does my love life suck?
Barbatos: *he know that the bros made chocolates for Mc but they were too scared to give it to them*
Barbatos: maybe next year my dear
Mc: *sob* yeah, maybe next year...
Diavolo: OH MC! Happy romantic feelings day!
Mc: *sob* Dia, it's called Valentines day
Diavolo: oh, then HAPPY VALENTINOS DAY
Mc: close enough... and thanks Dia.
Diavolo: have some chocolate and rose! Only the best for you!
Mc: ... you know barbs, I actually don't mind that I didn't get anything from them.
Barbatos: ...alright then. Shall I reserve a dinner for the two of you?
Diavolo: OOOOH, yes! I would like that! Mc, what do you think?
Mc: sure<3
Lucifer: where is Diavolo? *has come to give him the finished documents*
Barbatos: on a date
Barbatos: with Mc
Lucifer: ...oh.
Lucifer: *on the phone* Code red Mammon.
Mammon: *on the otherside of the call* on it boss!
Mammon: *yelling to the others* RELISE SATAN!
Satan: *demonic rampage*
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catmadeofsalad · 3 months
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Lord Diavolo: Ah! MC! I'm glad you could make it!
MC: Me too. What did you call me over for?
Lord Diavolo: I just want to know how your doing.
MC: On a scale of Lucifer after a couple bottles of Demonus to Beel after he hasn't eaten in a day?
MC: I'm about an Asmodeus after someone breaking his eye shadow pallet.
Lord Diavolo: Oh my.
Barbatos: I'll schedule a vacation.
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shius · 3 months
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Hey! ^^ could I request Perv!Diavolo Headcanons please?
yess!
| pervert!diavolo headcannons |
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includes : diavolo x gn!mc
cw: established relationship, hints of domsub dynamics, light bondage, nsfw, readers gender/genatalia isnt specified, praise, mentions of : sex, face sitting, vouyerism, mutual masturbation & unconsensual recording , a bit rushed
pervert!diavolo who isn’t as innocent and professional as most of the devildom think
pervert!diavolo who purposely fits you in tighter clothes when out shopping just so he can see all of what you’re hiding underneath them
pervert!diavolo who invites you out for personal dates just to see the way your body looks in your formal clothing
pervert!diavolo who, even though you’re dating, still feels so nervous watching you undress right before his eyes in his bedroom
pervert!diavolo who loves keeping your wrists tied up with soft red silk and watching you squirm beneath him
pervert!diavolo who drags on fore play with you, keeping you blindfolded so you never know what he’s going to do next and edging you until you can’t take it anymore
pervert!diavolo who loves it when you try and take control, trying to ride him without help but the stretch of his thick cock makes it so hard and makes your knees so weak
pervert!diavolo who knows exactly when your pleasuring yourself, trying to be as quiet as possible listening in, even trying to get a peek
pervert!diavolo who gets a thrill from all types of lingerie. especially if it’s wine red. he’ll even dress you up himself in exactly what he wants to see
pervert!diavolo who craves, even begs you to sit on his face, lapping at your hole while his fingers toy with your heat.
pervert!diavolo who would be willing to have sex with you in public, knowing how nervous you are of getting caught but he knows exactly what he’s doing
pervert!diavolo who would leave notes on your bed reminding you of your actions the night before, knowing how embarrassed you’ll get
pervert!diavolo who loves the way you react when he calls you pet names while praising you about how good you’re taking him
pervert!diavolo who purposely leaves marks on visible on your body so you have a hard time covering them up.
pervert!diavolo who makes you play with yourself while he gets off just watching you work yourself
pervert!diavolo who worships every inch of your body, ticking your skin with the gentle graze of his fingers
pervert!diavolo who secretly recorded audio of you two having intercourse so he can replay it in private to himself - hearing you moan his name and whine gets him really worked up, especially if he can close his eyes and picture the scene replaying before him again
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i hope this was good~~ requests are open!
| written by shius, please do not steal or repost my work without permission! |
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asmosmainhoe · 11 months
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*getting ready for a date*
Lucifer: Try not to sound too desperate, please.
Diavolo: Haha don't worry about that!
*at the date*
MC: I love this restaurant.
Diavolo: I love you too.
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demonvibez · 5 months
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mature (mdni) · tags: suggestive, alcohol, possessive/yandere dia
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Diavolo sits across from Lucifer, the Demonus at hand painting both of their cheeks with a certain rosiness, the fireplace crackling away at their side. The Young Prince invited the Avatar of Pride over for a few drinks, knowing they both needed to kick back and let off some steam. Diavolo thought the two would just get lightly buzzed and exchange stories of their favorite memories, as they usually did. However, he couldn't have predicted his mood taking such a dark shift...
He can't even remember how exactly they got onto the subject of you - but neither can deny how much they miss you. They exchange stories of their favorite memories during your time here - but once they reach the bottom of the bottle, Lucifer can feel his inhibitions disappearing, and he's overcome with the urge to tell the Prince his favorite memory of you so far;
The night of your pact...and the intimate activities that followed...
As the Fallen Angel continues to happily go into detail about that night with you, the Demonic Prince can feel jealousy tightening its icy grip on his heart. Descriptions of your bare form have Diavolo's mind racing with a plethora of emotions - envy, greed and wrath all fighting to overpower each other as lust lurks in the shadows. Diavolo does his best not to let his cheerful façade crack, pressing the hell-crystal goblet to his lips as he begins to tune out Lucifer's drunken rambling. He had never seen Lucifer as his adversary before. He always regarded the demon as his best friend - now he is suddenly sizing him up, comparing himself to the Avatar and looking for flaws in his armor. What can he do to show you that he can give you everything you want and more? That he can be everything you need and more? 
The Prince needs a plan.
Though you may be currently in the Human Realm, Diavolo sees that as a non-issue - he can have you in the confines of the Demon Lord's Castle with the slightest of effort. His power, ineffable. His resources, endless. No, the issue stems from your ties to this realm - to the demons whose pacts you've bound. He'll have to be careful when pulling the strings of this very delicate dance - keeping the brothers just far away enough from you to keep you close to him. And if he must remind Lucifer of his place in his Kingdom, of who exactly he and his brothers owe their lives to, he will. All so he can give you the life you deserve - the royalty you deserve. After all, he took Barbatos for himself, so he can just as easily take you too.
Lord Diavolo always gets what he wants - and you will be no different.
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kanroji-san · 6 months
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On a Call
Mc: Dear, I'm breaking up-
Diavolo:*With a serious tone* Im pregnant
Mc: I meant the call...
Diavolo:...right, sorry. I panicked my spouse...
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dogpaw8 · 19 days
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coso q creo q nunca voy a terminar d diavolou mi manera de pintar se llama: ay equis que es luz ajdjadjad
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justalittleficsideblog · 11 months
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Can I touch your wings..?
Asking to touch / see their wings with Mammon, Lucifer, and Diavolo! i feel like these would be kinda sensitive but not rlly?
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Lucifer
you had both been working in his office, you were simply trying to work through your homework without the brothers interfering (as they usually did). Your most recent subject involved the anatomy and biology of demons.
reading through the various lists of wings and their differences, you realized Lucifer's wings were a bit odd compared to the others in the textbook. most were bat or insect-like. Glancing up, you spoke.
"Hey... Lucifer, could I see your wings a minute?"
eyes immediately lifting to meet yours he grunts
"and why.. pray tell?"
fumbling over yourself you flip your textbook over to show him what you were studying. "Yours don't look anything like these! I just wanted to get a better view of them. Pleaseee, it's for my assignment."
rolling his eyes, he stood from his chair and dropped his jacket onto his desk, back facing you. in a blink, they appeared, black feathers swooshing around you.
they were enormous, gorgeous even, the pure slate colored feather tips gently drifting across the floor. you had assumed he had gorgeous angel wings, and that they looked similar to what was in front of you. which made you wonder...
reaching a hand out, your fingertips brushed the spot the wings met his back. before you knew it, he whirled in front of you, grabbing your wrist that was touching his wings.
you staggered back at his reaction, trying to pull free from his grip.
"Don't" he released you as you fell back into the chair, gaping up at him.
"luci... they're incredible! I- I didn't know they were so sensitive, my bad."
he left you to your studies, but you were completely breathless... wanting to touch them in full again.
meanwhile, as lucifer struck out of his office, his heart was erratic in his chest. the feeling of your hands gently stroking his feathers caused him to bristle, no one had ever dare to touch his wings before you...
Mammon
 Somehow you and Mammon had ended up binge watching nature documentaries as he made an offhand comment about not knowing much about humans and their animals.
So, you had picked one about flying animals and now, the narrator was explaining the different types of wings and how each fits the species and their needs perfectly.
Eyeing the male next to you, you thought about his own wings.
“hey… Mammon?” you murmured, causing his head to turn towards you as he raised an eyebrow in question. “I mean… can you show me your wings? I kinda want to compare them to what I’ve seen in the human realm.”
He shuffles awkwardly between himself, turning his head away, “the hell would’ja wanna do that for? You’ve seen them plenty.” You huffed at his reply and grabbed his shoulders, turning his face towards you. Blinking up at him, you gave your best puppy dog eyes.
He squirmed away from you, “uGH, fine! Just… turn around!”
Happily scooching back, you felt a slight breeze as his wings popped out. Glancing at them, you stared in awe as you came closer, looking over the white, bony structure connected by a thin, black membrane that seemed almost translucent the more you looked at it.
You reached out a hand, fingertips brushing along the sharp edges. You felt Mammon shiver beneath your touch, his face becoming flushed as your gentle touch. Were they sensitive? You thought, bringing your hand to wrap around where it connected into his back.
He jolted, wings disappearing as he spun around to face you, sweat starting to slick his brow as he brought up his wrist to cover his mouth. “Alright! That’s enough, you can’t just poke and prod wherever ya please!”
You laughed, short and soft as he became more and more uncomfortable beneath your gaze. Settling back down to the couch, you continued on with the show.
Unbeknownst to you, Mammon was on fire, the spot where his wings met his back was on fire from your touch. He hadn’t realized how sensitive to your touch he was… but he couldn’t say he was complaining.
Diavolo
You had been playing some games with the lord of devildom, entertaining him with games, books, and more about different folklore and fantasy that humans were interested in. He was particularly interested in one of the mini board characters, a dragon to be specific.
“Indeed, it does look rather defiant, does it not?” he asked you. Nodding in reply, you grabbed the mini figurine from him and turned it around to study it. you took particular notice of it’s wings, the hook looking incredibly similar to the ones on someone’s wings…
“Hey, Diavolo? Could I see your wings for a minute?”
Eyes widening, he tilted his head at your request, looking at how you were contemplating the tiny statue in front of you. Did you mean to compare his wings to this…. Tiny clay thing? He smiled and the next thing you knew, Diavolo was in his demon form.
He turned around and rolled his shoulders back, stretching his wingspan to it’s full length. Your mouth dropped open. Fanned out in front of you, were the largest wings you had ever seen. The muscles and membrane that stretched between the structures of all four wings were nothing but impressive. You looked at the changing colors between the membrane, noticing tiny glistening cells that made up the brunt of it.
“Holy shit…” you murmured. To be honest, his wings very well could have been the inspiration of dragons. They looked incredibly strong… you reached out a hand instinctively to touch the …horn? On the top of his wing.
Diavolo laughed at your expression of awe and desire to touch his wings. No one had ever been bold enough to try and touch them, even Barbatos knew better than to brush past them. But you… were so delicate and curious about them. He assumed you thought they were the stuff of legends.
“Are they to your liking?” he flapped his wings, causing a gust of wind to overtake you. Blinking up at him you responded, “They are… something out of a fairytale, Dia. I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so…” you were at a loss for words, extending your hand towards the middle of his back, your fingertips brushing along his wingspan.
In a blink, he was towering over you, his wings cocooning you closer to him as you braced your hands against his chest.
“Oh! I- uh… I’m sorry,” you squirmed, backing into his wings. He laughed, transforming back to his casual clothes from before in a blink. He enjoyed teasing you, but you couldn’t ignore the glint in his eyes the way he turned towards you after you touched his skin.
“Well… shall we continue where we left off?” Diavolo gestured to the games laid out in front of him. You nodded, a bit spaced out by the whole ordeal.
“Dia, I have to admit, your wings are magnificent.” Glancing down back towards your book, you laughed as you plunged back onto the couch.
Unaware of his gaze, Diavolo felt an immense pride at the idea of you admiring him. He didn’t consider himself insecure by any means, but he felt his chest flutter at your words… and your touch, he felt his blood scream when you had touched them.
“Well you know… you can see my wings anytime you like.”
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this is exactly why i get nothing done in life
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HOW ARE THESE REAL???
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"A lover like no other"
"He can throw me around any day"
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"Surprisingly possessive"
"Daddy"
This marketing is working for me
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l3viat8an · 4 months
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We can ask for random headcanons?!?
Could I get a cute Diavolo one????
Ofc! These are actually really fun to do XD
‘n here’s two hcs but they’re more cute+silly jsjsjsj
Diavolo ‘hides’ behind you whenever Barbatos is telling him off for not doing all of his work before trying to sneak out. (or after actually sneaking out with you-) Even if you’re shorter then Diavolo, you’ll still protect him right? And it works too- because Barbatos simply can’t focus on that when he’s looking at you.
Diavolo once asked Solomon for some human world pickup lines to use on you and Solomon gave him the cheesiest ones possible-
“Aside from being sexy, what do you do for a living?”
“Do you believe in love at first sight—or should I walk by again?”
“Feel my shirt. Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.”
Stuff like that and Diavolo fully believes they’ll work on you. You’ll have to explain that there are better pick up lines lolol
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synne-ful · 3 months
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When Diavolo just wants to slack off and be a little silly dragon but it's cutting into your pretty butler boyfriend time 😤💢
Hehe this was one of the raffle prizes I made for a lovely Dia stan on Twitter (^з^)-☆ Just a big baby boy, this guy ✨️✨️
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xythlia · 9 months
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< WATCHMEWATCHMEWATCHME >
Diavolo/f!reader/Lucifer
𓏲 ࣪₊ cw : humiliation, cucking, fingering, cervix fucking, nipple pinching, m masturbation, choking, drool, dumbification,
First part of my 1k celebration! based entirely on an absolutely nasty dream I had once that I've never been able to shake >.< cuck luci in my heart 4ever sorry for any mistakes it's 3 am & just not my business anymore
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Lucifers fingers ached, the need to clench and flex them growing by the minute. Being relegated to the position of silent observer was a new one, an idea put forth by the ever charming prince and between honeyed words and reassurances Diavolo managed to get you to agree.
He had to admit it was a bold proposal, Lucifer never expected you to agree but being seated here now with an ever growing erection was a pleasant surprise.
"Oh come now, I know you can do better than that," Diavolos teasing tone tore him from his thoughts.
He almost can't help the moan threatening to slip past his lips at the sight, the obscenity of watching made his heartbeat quicken as he sat forward.
You trembled in the soft glow of the lamplight, pussy spread by Diavolos skilled fingers as he toyed with you. It was thrilling to watch those fingers slide inside, the slow way they disappeared as your own fingers dug into the backside of your thighs as you held them up.
Gasps and whimpers came from you, eyes screwed shut against both the feeling of Diavolos fingers scissoring against your slick walls and against Lucifers piercing gaze. It felt like he was pinning you against the bed without laying a hand on you. Shyness clung to your skin like a sheen of sweat.
"Please Dia," you whined. It was all the more embarrassing considering they were both fully clothed while you were a squelching spectacle on the mattress.
"Hm? Don't tell me you're feeling embarrassed?" The question was punctuated by his fingers withdrawing, swiping through the sticky mess of arousal before slowly circling your throbbing clit. "You're already making such a mess, you like being watched don't you?"
Your eyes flick between the princes face, hunger and glee evident on his features, and Lucifers. Lurched forward, gloves hands fisted against his trousers and eyes so transfixed on your cunt it made your walls spasm around nothing.
You're so focused on Lucifer you failed to notice Diavolo undoing his own slacks to palm at his thick, flushed cock, smearing the beaded precum along the red swollen tip with his thumb before sliding through your wet folds. The touch is what snapped your focus back on him, moaning just from the anticipation of having him inside you.
He wastes no time lining up with your entrance, pushing the head down with his thumb before you feel it pop inside you, pushing against the band of muscle as your body slowly accepts each inch of mind numbing girth. The stretch feels agonizingly slow, the anticipation of fullness makes you twitchy so you let go of your legs to cup your breasts and rub your peaked nipples.
You know he's watching you, and slowly your earlier embarrassment melts away as Diavolos hips meet yours once he bottoms out, heavy balls resting against your ass as he kneads your thighs.
"Don't they look beautiful just like this?" He says with a grin as your cunt squeezes around his cock. You barely make out Lucifers hoarse whisper of yes, letting your head loll to the side to see him palming his clothed erection. A shiver of thrill crawled down your spine.
"They look so wet," he speaks as if in a trance.
"Mhm, practically dripping," he grunts, rolling his hips in a smooth thrust, pushing your legs back up to give Lucifer a peek of his cock being sucked back in by your needy cunt. The way he prodded against your cervix without even intending to, he was just that big, makes you yelp and dig your nails into his broad shoulders.
Your mouth dropped open in silent moans as his pace gradually picked up, the smack of skin on skin and the way you squelched with each inward movement forming a perverted melody in the dim bedroom. The whole scene made Lucifers head spin, hands moving of their own accord to free himself of his slacks and briefs, shamelessly pumping his fist up and down his cock in longing. Wishing he'd been invited as a participant rather than a spectator.
Diavolos hands wandered to pinch and tweak at your nipples, making you yelp and squirm against the bed. A wicked grin graced his lips.
"You're so sensitive, little one," he coos at you while twisting the bud of one breast slightly harder, enough to make your body jerk.
He's enjoying this far too much, indulging in making a mess of your body and enjoying putting on a show for his dear friend whom he knows is practically salivating imagining slipping his cock inside your fluttering pussy.
It spurs him on even more, thrusts settling into a brutal rhythm, each stroke of his cock practically a gut punch that forces the air from your lungs as tears start sliding down your cheeks. His tip making a home against your cervix with each steady kiss against it.
Your eyes have taken on a glassy, unfocused appearance which he relishes in as one large hand comes to caress your throat before his thumb digs against your pulse point. The lightheadedness mixes with the electric rush of pleasure, not caring that your tongue was poking past your lips and saliva threatened to drip from the corners of your mouth
It's exquisite to watch, a display of debauched utter submission that makes Lucifers cock twitch in his grasp. Hideous longing makes his fist move faster against his dick, pressure building to a boil inside his gut with each slap of those weighty balls against your ass.
Your thigh muscles were starting to scream as your body jostled up and down with the princes thrusts, the first sparks of orgasm threatening to burn you from the inside out.
"I want you to show him how pretty you look when you cum," Diavolo says through gritted teeth.
That's all it takes, as his hand quickly releases your neck and the blood rush slams into you with your orgasm right on its heels. It feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room, each clamp of your cunt punctuated with a teary blubber of his name as your back arches against the mattress.
As he keeps furiously thrusting inside you your bleary eyes find Lucifer once again, hazily watching cum spurt against his hand and the ragged way his chest rises and falls.
The only thing left in your ecstasy dumbed mind is one rapidly cycling thought: watch me, watch me, watch me.
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