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rineptune · 2 months
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“i am going to fuck you!”
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“i am going to fuck you!”
that particular clip from lucifer’s fight with the first ever man to walk the planet—adam—had been playing for what seemed like ages now. it’s become background noise at this point, drowned out by the sinful whimpers of the king himself alongside the occasional creaking of the mattress.
“you were supposed to say— ‘fuck you up,’ my king,” you murmur close to his ear, peppering kisses down to his neck. lucifer was writhing beneath you, his knuckle almost turning white from how hard he’s holding onto your hand.
the intimacy during this heated session almost made him want to cry, if he wasn’t already getting ahead of himself.
“because the latter means something different, yes?”
lucifer nods to your question, struggling to meet your gaze. “y—yes— fuck—sorry, ‘m sorry—“ he doesn’t know what he’s apologizing for; maybe he knows that he made the mistake in the delivery of his message adam, which lead to you getting slightly jealous.
barely.
“don’t apologize,” you hush his apologies by picking up your pace a bit, eliciting a reaction so erotic that you might mistake lucifer for a pornstar. his back arched, drool pooling on the corner of his lips—too cockdrunk to even care how he looked in front of you.
“just enjoy yourself, yeah? you deserve it after the show you put on, my king.”
“uh huh. yes, aha—..! yn, i’m gonna—“
instead of lucifer doing the fucking, he’d prefer to be on the receiving end, not that anyone who heard him on the battlefield during the early extermination would ever know.
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voxisdaddy · 1 month
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Focus On Me, Luci
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Fandom: Hazbin Hotel
Pairing: Sub!Top!Lucifer x Dom!Bottom!Reader
Type: Smut
C/TW: Praise kink, mommy kink, cock warming implied, reader written as fem!
In which Lucifer, for once, tops and his poor subby body is trying his best to make you proud.
MDNI
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“Just like that Luci…keep doing that.”
Your words of encouragement are what Lucifer clings to in his desperate attempt to please you. His hips get unsteady easily after only a couple of thrusts. He whines in frustration and embarrassment about it.
“Mommy—I can’t…” He whines pathetically.
You click your tongue. “You’re normally such a good boy, Luci. Don’t you wanna make mommy feel good?” Lucifer can only nod, albeit with a look of exhaustion. Poor guys not used to being on top. He feels his cock ache to be drained by you but you’re only allowing him to please himself all on his own.
“Come ‘ere.” You invite him in an embrace. He crawls on top of you, almost collapsing from how trembly his legs are. You press a light kiss to his ear before whispering, “just focus on me okay? Focus on how snug and warm I keep you, okay baby?”
He melts at your words.
“Yes m’ dear,” His forearms rest on either side of your head as he lines himself up to push in again. He pushes as far as he can go, wanting to be as balls deep as he possibly can.
He starts thrusting with your guidance. Your voice reassuring him to take his time, set a nice rhythm, all the while your gentle and cute little moans are gracing his ears.
He finds a nice rhythm and focuses on keeping his cool. He can’t desperately fuck you to relieve himself just yet. Though the temptation is strong, he wants to make you proud.
“Mmm… baby… you’re making me feel so good…” Your moans of encouragement drive him crazy. He wants to selfishly beg you to ride him, fuck you both for him until he passes out. But he knows that’s selfish and you take care of him so often, it’s only fair he returns the favour every now and then.
Your walls clamp around on him so deliciously he’s got sweat on his forehead, panting and moaning into your ear. He almost allows himself to fall into the pleasure, feeling weak, and desperate for a release that only you seem to know how to give him.
A slight change in angle and he hears a gasp. He keeps thrusting, eyes fluttered closed as he uses all his energy to focus. Your grip on his shoulders tighten and your moans are more pitched and frequenter.
“Fuck!” You gasp. “Mmmm… right there Luci… right there, you’re gonna make mommy cum…”
Your praise, mixed with how you tightened around him and his pridefulness in making you feel good, brings some more needy moans from him.
“…you’re doing so good… so perfect my pretty baby…” You tug his hair. Running your fingers over his sensitive wing base causes him to whimper.
Lucifer shudders at your delicate touch. He holds his climax back until you’ve cummed all over his cock and balls. He still keeps his pace though so you can ride out your high.
Now feeling the overstimulation, you bring your hands to caress Lucifers face to give him a sloppy kiss. “Go ahead honey…Cum as much as you want.”
Not a second later, Lucifer is thrusting his hips at a more rapid pace, only a bit sloppy this time around, as he chases his own already nearing orgasm.
He finishes with one final deep thrust, moaning pathetically as he feels himself empty his warm cum into your aching cunt.
He collapses on top of you with a heavy chest and still connected between your legs. “Thank you my love…” He kisses the place between your neck and shoulder.
You run your fingers through his messy blonde hair. Lucifers exhaustion and the comfort you give him is enough to lull him to sleep. Before he can drift off though, you tug on his hair.
“Don’t fall asleep yet, Luci. I still gotta clean your pretty cock.”
Lucifer feels his cock twitch inside you. Oh yeah.
You’re gonna suck the life out his cock tonight.
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I haven’t really written smut in FOREVER. OHMYGOD. I hope you enjoyed it lmao
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guys who can cum from just their nipples are hot as hell
i absolutely 10000% agree.
guys whose nipples are so sensitive and they're so embarrassed over the fact.
who think that you won't like it-or god forbid find it weird. who try to keep it from your attention at all costs. anytime you even go near the area they're focusing your attention elsewhere, no matter how much they ache for you to touch them there.
who lay back whenever you aren't home, pinching their nipples, rolling them between their pointer finger and thumb, unable to help the needy whimper that spill from their lips.
who imagine it's you, twisting and squeezing them. maybe you'd praise them, tell them how pretty their nipples were. maybe you'd degrade them, call them dirty and slutty for liking their nipples being played with.
maybe you'd lick them.
the thought immediately has them throbbing, licking their own fingers before bringing them back to the swollen pink nubs, crying out at how good it feels.
how could anyone ever find that weird? with how pretty they look, cheeks flushed, mouth open, spilling moan after moan out of red-bitten lips.
"baby," they choke, "what are you doing?" it's obvious what, but it's always fun to tease.
they stare back, eyes wide, your own meeting theirs as they tug lightly at their oh so sensitive nipples, gasping as the lust grows in your eyes, focused on where they touch themself, smiling as they cum.
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a/n: ngl, i had a lot of people in thought as i wrote this😭
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redr0sewrites · 1 month
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Being Good (sub!Lucifer smut)
the sub luci smut won the poll- ask and ye shall receive!!!! i aim to please. i desperately need more dom reader asks like omfg
🥀Cw: smut, sub lucifer, dirty talk, degrading and praise, marking, overstim, begging, reader gives him a handjob
🥀minors dni
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"ple- pleanghhh... please, s'too much.." lucifer sobbed, fat, shimmering tears streaming down his puffy cheeks. you pull away from his neck, nipping at the hickey left in your wake. "aw, this is what you wanted, isn't it luci? you begged for me to fuck you, you acted like a damn brat all day, and now its too much?" you sneer, stroking his cock as he squirms beneath you. it was true, he had been practically begging for your attention all day, from teasing you in bed this morning, to coming into your office to ride your thigh, to touching himself without permission. he had pulled all the stops in a desperate attempt to get you to fuck him, and it had worked. except now, you were pissed.
his thighs tremble at each stroke of his over sensitive dick, and his hips hump up against your hand despite himself. "aw, i thought you wanted me to stop? how many times have you come, luci?" you grab his face, forcing him to look at you, eyes teary from pleasure. "mngh, please-" he hiccuped, and you slap his thigh, causing him to yelp. "i asked you a question," you murmur, trailing his hand from his face to slowly wrap around his neck. in truth, he had already come 5 times, and every time you asked him that question, he was always just too fucked out to reply. lucifer was practically insatiable- begging for you to stop, yet crying when you did. he was apparently too far into subspace to answer such a simple question, yet conscious enough to argue with you. he just couldn't help himself, you just made him feel so good! your free hand slowly pumped the base of his aching cock, coated in his past release as precum already pearled at the tip. "i- please, mmngg-" you watched as he babbled, struggling to form a coherent sentence as his mind glazed over. "don't you wanna be good for me, luci? don't tell me you can't answer, now, how many times have you cum for me?" you lean in to suck another dark mark on his neck and he yelps, watching as you pull away to witness yet another hickey bloom on his pale skin.
lucifer whined, his nails digging into your back as you held his throat firmly. "please, 'msorry, please.." he mewls, a few more whiny moans slipping past his lips as you sighed in disappointment. "what a shame," you purr, stroking him faster as shameful sobs and whimpers fill the room. his hips grind upwards, desperately thrusting against your hand as he mewls and moans. "m'close! pleasepleaseplease-" lucifer wails, eyes rolling back as his body shivers in anticipation. however, just as he reached the brink of pleasure you oull your hand away, smirking as he lets out an undignified sob. lucifer whines, hips still jerking upwards as he thrusts up into nothing, still so, so close to the edge.
he bucks and sobs, desperate for any sort of friction as his oncoming orgasm dies. "i- 'said 'msorry!" lucifer whines, clamping his legs together and looking up at you with watery eyes. "i wanna be good, please lemme be good f'you," he slurred, gasping as the hand on his neck travels down to his chest. resting your palm over his heart, you lean in to kiss him sloppily. lucifer opens his mouth as you slip your tongue in with ease, exploring the cavern of his mouth as he whines beneath you. his breath hitches as your tongue clashes with his, hot breath fanning against your lips as he whines and moans. suddenly, you pull away, using the hand on his chest to push him back against the bed. he looks up at you with wide eyes, his golden hair tussled and messy against the satin pillows beneath him.
"you wanna be good for me? awww, how sweet," you croon, moving one hand to spread apart his thighs and the other to wrap around the base of his cock. lucifer gasps as you begin to move, slowly but surely pumping his dick at a delicious pace. breathy moans turn to whines as you pick up the pace, the coil in his stomach already tightening from the mix of overstimulation and edging. "please," he murmured, eyes glazed with list. "please master, lemme be good... all f'you..." you chuckle as he slips deeper into submission, mewling and whimpering incoherent nonsense as you bring him closer and closer to the edge. "you wanna cum, baby?" you coo, and he nods fervently, babbling sweet nothings as tears trickle down his cheeks, soaking into his skin. you pick up the pace yet again, and his eyes roll back as his cock twitches in your hand. the cum from his previous orgasms acting as lube, you speed up as you stroke him off. "go ahead duckie, you can cum," you whisper, kissing over the hickies on his neck.
you're reassurance is all he needs as the coil in his abdomen snaps, and lucifer comes hard and fast. spraying the both of you, he bucks his hips yet again, sobbing from overstimulation as he clings to you. as he comes down from his high, you press gentle kisses to his forehead and cheeks, licking away the salty tears. "shh, shh, i know luci," you coo, rubbing circles on his back as he quivers. "you did so well for me, you did so, so good duckie," you accentuate each word with a gentle kiss, and his breathing begins to slow. "was i good..?" he murmurs, turning to nuzzle into your neck. "the best," you giggle, and press a soft kiss to his hair. "now, lets get you cleaned up, okay?" lucifer sighed, nuzzling against you and inhaling your scent. "mkay... but..." you pause, waiting for his reply. "can we stay like this? just for a lil'?" lucifer whispers, melting into your embrace as you pull him impossibly close. "of course," you sigh, gently rubbing his back as he began to doze peacefully in your arms. cleaning up can wait, as long as the two of you are together, nothing could ever ruin that.
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RAHHHHHHHHH SUB LUCI SMUT!!!! GUYS PLEEEEEAAASE SEND IN MORE SUB REQUESTS FOR HAZBIN HOTEL I AM BEGGING ON MY KNEES THEYRE ALL SO SUBBY ITS NOT EVEN FUNNY pls send sub vox
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bigfatbimbo · 19 days
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we've fucked Vox until he passed out (and caused city wide blackouts) several times, now get ready for...
fucking Lucifer until he passes out
grabbing his horns, hair, wings, tail for leverage to keep fucking into him when he can no longer move on his own because his limbs are jelly from the hours of pounding
sheets? long ruined from his loads upon loads of cum until he's only capable of dry orgasms and they hurt so good that all he can do is drool and cry and let out little pathetic sounds with every thrust into his abused hole
he ceased begging you to stop, or for more, or for anything about an hour ago, whether it's because he can no longer form words, let alone sentences, or because all logic and reason has been fucked out of him until he's become solely a creature of feeling (a perfect fucktoy for you to use), we'll never know
getting one last orgasm out of him before he goes limp completely, his ass red and gaping from the enormous strap you know he likes and glistening with lube, his body covered in sweat and cum and bruises and hickeys and bite marks, looking so delicious it makes you want to fuck him all over again, but you know that he needs rest so you clean him up instead and pull him close under the covers
the next day he can barely crawl over to the glass of much needed water you left on the nightstand for him before heading to make breakfast, let alone walk, so you get to princess carry him around and pamper him all day, all while resisting his pleas to fuck him like this again tonight (he desperately wants you to break his small, fragile body, that's what he was made for in his opinion, all for your pleasure and any you're willing to give him)
this is my official good morning post, by the way, everyone. Starting off strong with Lucifer being a totally slut.
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aluciahaz · 27 days
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Mommy kink x reader fix for luci pls, idc the circumstances, I’m desperate here.
arent we all 😔 here u go!! it was pretty fun writing this, i love METAPHORS!!!!
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touch of temptation
—lucifer x gn!reader
—includes : sub!lucifer, dom!reader, mommy kink, edging
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lucifer’s been alone for quite some time now. yet, when you came around, you made sure to change that immediately.
of course, due to the absence of affection for years, he’s stuck to you like glue, always perking up when he sees you enter a room and running toward you with his stupid little grin.
albeit, adorable stupid little grin.
his desire for touch was not only apparent during daily life, always hooking his arm around you or poking you in jest, but in the nightlife as well.
lucifer was needy. desperate. his longing for touch was one you indulged in without question much of the time, yet some nights the two of you agreed upon abstaining him from such wants. he was the king of hell after all, of course, he’d be a little freaky.
which is why he was sobbing underneath your maddening touch, his head falling back as he cries in dismay from his inability to finish due to your quick reactions whenever he’d get close, pulling your hand away just in time to elicit a noisy whine from the king.
“l-let—me cum, mommy, please!” he wails as you drive into him, pushing him to the brink of insanity as your hand returns to his cock. he bucks up into your hand wildly, only to have his hips held down with a stern push.
“not yet, baby. stay strong for me,” you coo, yet your soft tone goes against your actions, sharp, fast, and most importantly, ruthless.
he snivels before taking in a deep, shuttering breath, nodding his head weakly at your request.
“o-okay! i’ll tr—AH!” his fingers dig into your skin, grasping onto your back like his life depended on it.
and it only gets rougher when you let go of his cock.
the scream of frustration that ripped from his throat was adorable, considering how it would get interrupted by his choking wails. you can’t help but place a kiss on top of his forehead, soothing him just a bit. he always melts at the slightest act of affection, it’s wonderful.
his legs wrap around your waist as though he‘s a snake trying to constrict its prey. he needed to hold onto you like this, to feel you as much as he could. you were his temptation, and he was willing to lose himself in it.
“pl-please please! mommy, i need—! ngh—f-fuck!” he pleads aimlessly, finding himself lost in his seemingly endless pleasure.
“use your words, baby,” you tell him, knowing fully well as you thrust faster that he would be unable to form a single sentence.
“ha—i, you—so goodwait—AH! c-can’t think-!” the fallen angel seemed to find his place back in heaven, considering how far up his head was in the clouds. but, he’s brought back down to hell as your hand finds its place around his shaft again, making him jolt in shock.
he whines louder and louder, tears never stopping as he takes what you give in full stride, never trying to go against your earlier command.
he was as sweet as an apple and red as one too with a never faltering blush across his face and chest. you couldn’t help but take a bite, his neck being the perfect area for a mark.
the shaky moans that leave him are beautiful, and with how well he was taking all of your love, you just had to give him his reward.
“you’re such a good boy,” you huff out a chuckle as you hear him whine in delight, soaking up the praise needily.
“you can cum for me now, my love,” you coo, drinking in his face of pure gratitude as he hears you.
“c-can i? can i re—ah—! really?” he asks as he cries in joyous disbelief, looking at you with wide, tear-filled eyes.
“yes, baby,” you say gently, and without a second’s hesitation, he shudders and screams in mind-breaking ecstasy, the horns on his head slowly peeking from his head as he finishes.
“th-thank—! thank—! thank y-you—mh—mommy!” he wails, his eyes rolling to the back of his head briefly before slowly looking back up at you with a dazed look.
his legs still tremble around your waist before slipping down to the bed, completely exhausted. you take your time to care for him, cleaning and making sure to cuddle your little touch-starved lover as quickly as you could.
he’s already asleep in your arms in the first few seconds, snoring lightly. you kiss the back of his neck delicately before heading off to rest as well.
and it would be peaceful until morning, where, like every morning, he would whine and clutch onto you to make sure you wouldn’t leave the bed, never able to fulfill his endless hunger for your touch.
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tags: @xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx @drlucichen @mvskedxrtist
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doflamingadonquixote · 2 months
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Worthy {PT 1/2}
Parings: Lucifer Morningstar x Sinner!Dom!Reader
Warnings: no one in this chapter, just a little bit of swearing and an hurt/comfort situation
Words: don’t know, more than 7000
Summary: After returning to the hotel from a day at work, you find Lucifer sitting alone and in misery. A confrontation ensues that you would never have imagined in your unlife.
A/N: English is not my first language, I apologize for any errors but I also rely heavily on a translator. Criticisms and your opinions are always welcome. I decided to divide this mini ff into TWO parts. The second will be more spicy. Let me know who would like to be mentioned for next part! Enjoy!
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You rushed in through the front door, waving your umbrella and shaking off the drops of acid rain that were quickly eating away at your jacket.
It was the fourth this week. Something was going wrong with the weather in the circle of pride.
The room had probably emptied by now given the time. There were only a few little sinners left in the armchair, entertaining themselves with their phones.
Their rooms must surely be near Alastor's radio tower. After several complaints it was discovered that the closer you were to it, the more those little gadgets seemed to have problems or interference.
“Don't be too late. Tomorrow morning Charlie will set up the new program for the week.” You communicated to them, moving behind the chair and letting a hand ruffle the younger sinner's hair.
He muttered something but nothing that was too rude towards you. As you approached the staircase back to your rooms, a white-clad figure at the bar caught your attention.
Lucifer was bent with his elbows on the table, between his fingers a half-full glass of some liquor that he had stolen from Husk's supplies.
With a loud sigh he brought it to his lips but before it could reach them, your fingers blocked the advance of the glass, pushing it down by the top again.
Lucifer turned to look at you quickly but his shoulders visibly relaxed when he acknowledged your presence.
“Whatever answer you are looking for, you won’t find it in that glass, sir.” You warned him and, in the distraction of his gaze on you, you slipped the glass from his hand, brought it to your mouth and emptied the contents down your throat.
The liquid burned faintly, causing you to cough barely. Yes, it had definitely touched Husk's good reserve.
“You've been out a long time today. Any news?” He asked as he watched you set the glass down in the sink, beyond the counter.
“Not much, really. Sinners are still very hesitant.” You shrugged but turned a happy smile on him. “At least they listen now, though. They don't accept, but they listen to what you have to say. Small steps.”
You and Lucifer met after Charlie hired you while she was in a meeting with Camilla. You worked with her in the beginning, identifying potential clients all around the circle.
Charlie probably saw some salesmanship in you that she could also exploit in convincing sinners to redeem themselves.
You were not a longtime sinner. You had recently died so you hadn’t had a chance to take an interest in the royal family.
The first time you saw Lucifer you expected something more threatening, malevolent.
Instead, you had been confronted by a little jumping baked bean who made pancakes in profusion for breakfast.
You had immediately sympathized with his personality. You considered yourself a very mild-mannered fellow so his influence was a healthy touch for your motivation as well.
You had also worked together on some proposals to present to the newcomers though with some difficulty in agreeing among yourselves.
For some strange reason his idea about the duck pool exceeded yours in preference. Seeing the hotel sinners enjoying themselves in the yellow duck pile was hilarious and utterly unbelievable.
Because of that, you had grown very close to the King and respected him very much.
Therefore, seeing him in such a pitiful state as he was in at that very moment threw a sense of unease upon you.
“Shitty day for you too?” You asked, almost as if you were disinterested. If he didn't want to answer, he could have ignored you and not felt forced to necessarily say anything.
However, the soft sound of sobbing reached your ears loud and clear.
You turned quickly but his face was bent away from you on his shoulder, not allowing you to look at him properly.
The only thing you could see was the tremor in his back and how his hands had closed forcibly on his crossed arms, resting on the counter.
Out of the corner of your eye, you watched the two remaining little sinners giggle over something they had seen on their phones, oblivious to what was happening a few feet away from them.
You didn't know what to do. Touching him seemed to be too much, and you weren't sure of your comforting skills at that moment. You felt you did not know him well enough to afford certain words of comfort.
So you did the only thing you thought wise.
Hide him.
Your coat slipped over him with a gentle rustle, covering him totally from head to toe thanks to your stature.
Lucifer turned in wonder at you, his eyes bright and red with unshed tears under the loose hood falling over his face.
You gave him a smile as his cheeks turned a soft rose color.
“You know, if you have any problems you can talk to me, right? I can't assure you a very good therapy session but I think it's good just to talk about it.”
The ex Angel remained motionless for a few seconds, and you read the situation as a choice to prefer silence.
You didn't blame him, in fact you were a little embarrassed that you had the temerity to propose such a thing to him.
You got up from your chair, ready to say good night to him and retreat when one of his black hands twisted around your wrist, preventing you from moving further away.
You blinked a few seconds, confused but returned with your butt to the chair, your body fully toward him.
“Today is eight years since Lilith left.”
You smiled sadly. You had to understand that Lilith was the reason. After all, she alone had the ability to make him unhappy, besides his daughter but she never made him unhappy.
“Oh, that must suck.”
“Yeah.”
You frowned. After eight whole years had the man still not moved on? And Lilith hadn't even deigned to give an explanation or try to communicate with him the whole time? What man waits for his wife for eight years without moving on with his own life? How could she refuse the love of such a pure being?
Fuck, she really doesn't deserve him! If only he were yours…
“Do you really think so?”
Lucifer's voice made you jerk.
“What?” You asked confusedly, forcing your heart to suppress that senseless anger born out of nowhere.
“What you said, that she doesn't deserve me...” his lips quivered and his eyes had reached the size of those of an needy dog.
Shit, had you said that out loud!?
“Um, I think so,” you shook your head, looking away from him. “I'm sorry, I had no authority to say that. It's just...I don't know...you're an exceptional person, Lucifer. You deserve the best.”
You bit your lip. That drink really must have had powerful effects to let you open up so much with a being who could disintegrate you with a snap of his fingers.
“I..…T-Thank you.”
Flabbergasted, you noticed how the king's pale face was slowly turning a scarlet red and stretching to below the collar of his shirt.
He was flattered by your words? Did he not intend to kill you for disrespecting him?
“I only said what I think.” You added at the end, as if to solidify that you had gotten away with it.
You went back to looking in front of you, now unsure of how to continue that conversation, and you noticed how a light complexion had been added to your own cheeks as well.
But it seemed that Lucifer had not finished.
“If I were yours...”
The lump of saliva you were trying to get down stuck in your throat and you began to cough convulsively in surprise.
“D-did you hear that too?!”
What the hell was wrong with you that day? You had never been so brazen and indelicate. But there was something about Lucifer that set off all the right points for you.
You couldn't reason with him.
“Do you mean it? Would you appreciate me if I was?”
His body language had changed. He still looked embarrassed but the way he leaned toward you, the fluttering eyelashes and a little pout on his lips clearly told you that something had changed for the better.
You didn't blame Eva for accepting that damn apple. The man was driving you crazy and you were sure he knew it.
The hood of the vest over his face brushed your forehead, awakening you from the little trance you had entered.
“I would. I would adore you as the king you are and deserve to be.” Your hand reached his neck, preventing him from advancing any further. “But you are not in the right condition, sir. I don't want to take advantage-“
He puts a finger to your lips, forcing you to be silent while, with the other, he gently supports your face.
“Show me.”
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unknown-genshin-fan · 4 months
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Sub Lucifer x Dom reader
(No pronouns used) - TW: eating out(char receiving) + overstimulation + Handjob + Bitemarks + Begging + Mentions of safeword(only once) + fingering MINORS DNI!!!!!!!!
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____________________________________________________________ Lucifer, who was bent over his desk, was getting eaten out by a mere human. His meeting was just in a few minutes but here he was. a crying, sobbing, moaning mess under his mere lover, His hoarse voice from screaming was barely heard by the lewd sound of his Lover's tongue eating him out, His long nails scratching his wooden desk making marks, His begs of "please!" or "no more!" were heard but he never spoke the safe word, Lucifer gasped while his eyes widened when he felt his lover's hand wrapped around his leaking red cock, The feeling of his Lover's tongue and his lover's hand working on his body was enough to make him cum for the third time, His arms desperately tried grabbing your wrist to stop but for you to only pin it back on the desk making him more sensitive than before, His mind fogs up forgetting about the whole meeting thing, Feeling his lover's tongue being removed from his hole making him let out a high-pitch whine that doesn't match up to his prideful appearance, making him feel empty but that feeling disappears when he feels your 2 digits feeling him up making him scream, His grip on the desk tightened until your fingers move, it didn't take him long enough for him to cum again, He lost count of how many times he came only caring about the pleasure you gave him, His whole body looking like he got mauled by a tiger, You finally removed your hands from his shivering messy body looking at your beautiful pretty boy. The only sounds were the soft heavy panting from Lucifer, Your pretty boy forgot everything about the meeting Oh how hard it will be to come up with an excuse. ______________________________________________________________
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flappingdragon · 2 months
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⚠️Slight NSFW Ahead⚠️
Just a random thought, but sometimes I like to think that MC gets sad sometimes so they can rest their head on Lucifer’s lap. Or maybe they had the shittest day of their life, Lucifer let’s them rest their head between his thighs.
Just imagine it.
MC walks up to Lucifer—who is sitting on the couch in the common room—sits down in front of him, leans back, and pouts while looking up at him.
At first he wouldn’t know what to do. He’d sort of just look at you, frozen in place.
That’s when MC would speak up, “Can I rest my head on your lap?”
And he’s like “😳” but says yes anyway because he’s such a simp for you he can’t say no to that face
But when MC gets brave, they’ll sit in front of Lucifer again, but this time they just spread his knees and put Lucifer’s long legs on their shoulders and lay back, letting his thighs squeeze their head.
Lucifer would be tomato red, he’s so embarrassed
MC would also do this in front of the brothers and they would get so pissed off
But they have a few tricks up their sleeves to get back at MC 👀
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What if MC is just really blunt and just decides one day to ask their fav brother if they can touch their tiddies (pecs)?
(Im talking about Obey me, just in case you’re a bit confused)
—Touch—
I'm not gonna do all the characters of obey me but if you do want me to write someone then tell me :)
And also idk what kind you wanted, like funny, fluff or something... I decided to uhh...you can just see by the warning.
Note: When I mean it's not safe for work [nsfw], I mean my work, so it's not like extreme smut, but yeah....
Reader talking lines are bold
Characters: Beel, Lucifer, Diavolo a little extra: Asmodeus
Note from me: honestly, idk if I should put where it's reverse too, but I decided not to.
Warning!⚠️ : NSFW [I REMEMBERED TO PUT A WARNING]
"Oh, Hey [name]. Do you need something?"
"Let me touch your tiddies— pecs."
Beel
He doesn't know what you mean. But once you explain it to him, he'll be a bit flustered but just give him food, and he's good to go.
"Uhm....it feels weird.."
Beel looks down to see your hands roaming around his tiddies— chest. He tries to stay still while focusing on his hamburger.
*squeeze*
"Hngh—!"
Beel shuts his eyes as your eyes widen in shock.
"Ah...sorry"
He looks away as he stuffs his mouth with the burger and just lets you continue what you desire. You kept teasing him as you slightly squeeze it again. He whined but didn't complain, but at least you are feeding him right now.
—nsfw under this—
He lays there shirtless as you kiss him. You tried pulling out from the kiss, but he hungrily chased for more. When he didn't feel your body on his, he whined, tugging your sleeve to come back to him. He made a pouty face which you couldn't resist. Beel could feel your hands slithering around his body, but you kept avoiding the most area he wanted you to touch the most!
He grabbed your wrist as you looked at him, seeing his eyes filled with tears from all the teasing. He led you to his sensitive chest and whimpered when you finally touched it. You started kissing his chest down to his V line as he started to drool. You put 2 fingers in front of his face, and when he came back to his senses, he opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out. Licking off the whip cream you put on your fingers.
You started to play with his chest as he arched his back, dizzy from the feeling of it. Playing with one and sucking on the other. You started grinding on his crotch as he squirmed. You held his leg down firmly as you continued, not long he came. As you tried to get off, he hugged you, Not letting go. You were about to tell him to let go until you looked back and saw his eyes filled with hunger of lust. This is gonna be a long night.
Thank you for the meal. [Joke]
Lucifer
"No." Honestly, what did you expect? And if you ask why....just say you'll get a scolding. It would take WEEKS to finally convince him. He only lets you lay your head on his chest when you both sleep. Of course, in your mind, you were gonna take this slow. But life had another mind. You and Lucifer were stuck in a closet.
Why? Well, Luci [nickname] had to go back to the school for work at night and you were also there but were chased by demons because you may or may not have just uh....angered them by your bluntness. You saw Luci in the hallway and pulled him into a room. He was about to protest and scold you of why you were here.
Until you covered his mouth, and he heard voices. You quickly held Lucifer and went into the closet. It didn't have much room, but Lucifer was so glad that it was dark, so you couldn't see his state right now. He looked away, blushing as your knee was between his legs, giving him support to stand up since his legs were getting weak.
As I said, it was dark, so when you moved your body around to be more comfortable, you accidentally put your hands on something. [His chest]
"Ahh!—..."
"..."
Yeah, after that, he did not talk to you for the whole week unless necessary.
And if he does have to talk to you, he will look at anything beside you, and if he does look at you, his face will become red as his memories remind him this moment.
—Nsfw—
"It's me, Lucifer [name]. May I come in....?"
As you let him in, he led you to your bed and shoved you on it. He grinded on your thigh as he hid his face on your shoulder. He shivered when you outlined his back and slowly slithered your hands under his shirt to take it off. You switch positions as he sat there, impatiently waiting for you to do something.
He wrapped his arms around your waist [even if his fingers ain't touching] tears coming from his eyes, wanting you to help him with the 'problem' you made a week ago. You soothed him, saying praises of how good he was. He tried covering his mouth to not let the lewd sounds coming from him out.
You held both of his hands with one and kissed him, muffling his moans and whimpers. You tugged his chest as he trembled. Still grinding on your thigh, trying to reach his climax. You rubbed his crotch as he whined. You got his hair out of the way to see his face all ruined from the pleasure you brought him, making you want to ruin him and his pride more.
Diavolo
Oh, he loved how you didn't care about him being the ruler of demons and still talk to him like a normal being. He would always give you hugs if you allow it and sometimes make you suffocate between his arms and chest by accident.
You and him were in his office as you helped him finish his papers and some papers of Lucifer because he needs a break. You finally finished the papers. You looked over to Diavolo. Seeing him still working, you went over to him and got some of his papers. He tried to protest that you already did enough for him, but he tripped. As you tried to catch him, you fall with him because of the sudden impact and guess where your hand went?
If you guess his soft and squishy chest, then you're right. You also did an accidental experimental squeeze. Couldn't blame you since you were suffocating by you know what and could not see. He apologized, seeing him so stressed that you wanted to help him. Of course....in a different way.
—nsfw—
"A- ah....this..feels new"
You chuckled, him trying to cover his face and biting his lips to refrain from the unfamiliar sounds coming from him, drawing blood from his lips. His face was already red when you blunty said how you were gonna help him in another way instead of papers.
He never knew a human could make a ruler of all demons tremble with a single touch. You teased him by only lightly touching him, whispers sweet nothings in his ears, and ignoring his pleas. He didn't expect to be so desperate for your touch, but here he is. Begging for you.
You warned him to quiet down that Barbatos could come in any second. You used this chance to tease him that maybe he wants him to come in on you guys doing unholy things. He whined, snuggling onto your shoulder as you continued playing with his chest. You lowered down, making him unexpectedly arch his back when you started sucking on it.
This was definitely gonna be a fun night for you two.
A small extra:
Asmodeus would probably love and be a little shy when you say praises of his beauty and etc. [I told you it was a small extra]
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hello! I hope your day is going great. so i have an idea brothers in canon have fan clubs so what happens if they find out brother is dating mc? that if they see or hear that they are especially close you know what I mean. and in the end try to kill or can eliminate him? I do not know which of the brothers, you can choose it yourself. have a good day!
♡Headcanons on brothers's yandere fan clubs and their relationship to / with MC♡
(Older brothers edition).
DNI: Minors.
!! Warnings: yandere topics(obviously), mentions of murder, violence, blood, wounds, mention of sex, humiliation and praise (Levi), affectionate names(Lucifer), semi-public/public(?) sex, dirty talk (a very subtle hint).
#!!a/n: there will be 2 parts, since the headcanon turned out to be too long. The younger brothers will be a little later.
Part 2
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Lucifer.
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Oh my God... He probably has the craziest fan club. Probably, the club would consist of influential / high-ranking / status / etc demons. So they definitely have the opportunity, and even more so the desire to do something with you.
I assume that almost no one (or maybe no one at all) even tried to show signs of attention to him. After all, we're talking about Lucifer. They don't have a chance. But then some person appears and just like that (it's not easy at all) falls in love with him? Not excusable.
After that, they tried to somehow attract his attention, but failed miserably Lucifer is interested in such a plan only MC. And that made them even angrier.
They began to self-suggest to themselves that Lucifer uses you exclusively for some reason (for example, sex, help with work / brothers, etc.). But just one look at him when he's with you completely kills these thoughts.
He's absolutely in love. They're losing it. They absolutely did not mind, if anything, sharing it among themselves (although Lucifer would not allow it). But with you? What the fuck? So they switched to active surveillance (as far as Lucifer's ability to notice everything allowed).
They were ready to kill you on the spot when they started seeing the two of you in more.... In more secluded places. The way you had a make out session, the way you held him and he held you, the way you almost fucked there. It was just disgusting to them.
And when Lucifer, the Avatar of Pride himself, began to come, albeit with hidden, but still noticeable, hickeys... They were on edge. But then there was another incident after which they finally realized that you need to be eliminated.
"Don't you think they're taking too long?" - one of the demons asks, peering out of the wall.
"Of course they are long! They've been gone for like one hour and twenty-two minutes!" - one of the voices whispers discontentedly.
"Should we come in?" - everyone immediately turns their head with just one glance, giving an answer to the question. - "Okay, I agree. The idea is absolute nonsense. But what are they doing there for almost an hour and a half?!"
"If this idiot is doing something to our precious Luci... I will kill him myself," - but their thoughts are interrupted by the creaking of the door, after which they fall into mute shock.
Lucifer almost falls out of it, holding on to the door, straightening his jacket, tying it properly. And you follow him out, straightening your hair and simultaneously fastening the belt on your trousers.
They look at each other, trying to squeeze closer and hear your dialogue.
"Damn, couldn't you wait until we got home? " - Lucifer asks, although he knows the answer perfectly well.
"No, you'll get bogged down in your work, and I can't stand it. Obviously not after you say such dirty things," - he lightly hits you on the chest, which makes you both laugh.
"Sometimes I don't understand how I got loved with such a pervert... It's time for you to stop talking so much with Asmo, you know, " - you just understand with your shoulders and teasingly show him your tongue.
"You like it, Lulu, anyway, it's time for both of us to go to class, so... " - you briefly kiss him on the lips and wave goodbye to him and he does the same.
He just shakes his head negatively after you with a smile on his face and moves away in the opposite direction... Limping? He's limping.
"He...him..." - and from everyone who was standing there now, only sounds of disgust and jealousy are heard.
Then they decided. MC should not exist. Only they should call Lucifer "Lulu" (or other pet names that Lucifer would not allow, to anyone but you). Only they had to kiss him. They alone should have been Lucifer's weakness. Only they had to have sex with him.
"So what? When will he appear at all... " - whispers one of them, looking at the exit from the school.
"Wait, asshole. He'll show up sooner or later. " - whispers someone in response.
They have perfectly timed the day when Lucifer and all the other brothers have lessons left, and you are free. They are waiting for you to come out of the RAD to finally carry out your plan.
Their eyes lit up when they saw your [tall/medium/short] figure walking down the road to the exit. They looked at each other and nodded, walking towards you at a brisk pace. And then there's only darkness in your eyes.
You wake up, seeing in front of you...Asmo?
"Oh my God, hon, you're awake!" - he gently hugs you and only now you notice that there is a bandage on your chest.
"What happened? " - you ask, patting him on the back a couple of times.
He pulls away and sighs, biting his lower lip, and probably thinking of a softer way to say it to you.
"You were almost killed by several demons who want to fuck with your boyfriend," - you blink a couple of times and tilt your head sideways in incomprehension. - "They wanted to take your place and do with Lucifer what you do. And that's why they decided to kill you. But fortunately they didn't work out and your precious face and body didn't suffer too much! "
"Why didn't it work out? " - you see how the door to your room opens, and then you see your favorite brunette.
"Oh!" - Asmo jumps up and immediately walks away, grinning. - "He will explain it to you in detail. Get well, dear, I'll come back! "
The door slams behind him. And you look at your boyfriend. He sighs heavily and climbs onto the bed, hugging you by the shoulders, putting his face on your shoulder.
"Luci, will you tell me?.. " - you ask quietly, to which he nods and pulls away after a few seconds.
"I'm sorry... I was really worried about you," - he sighs heavily again and looks away. - "They caught you after school, knocked you out, and then... They started... "
He silently points at your chest, continuing:
"Some random student saw it and informed me, since I was the first one he saw... Then I rushed there as fast as I could... Took care of them, and then of you, my love."
He takes your hand, gently strokes it, looking at the remnants of blood left after his care. How stupid they were, thinking that they could touch with impunity the one who belongs to him and the one to whom he belongs.
Mammon.
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They don't care about him. They adore him with the fibers of their entire nonexistent soul. They are the only ones (in their opinion) treating him well. They are simply the best candidates for wifes/husbands for him.
But you show up. The one he falls in love with at first sight, but why? What is it about you that they don't have? Why exactly some pathetic, good-for-nothing person, and not they are beautiful, intelligent and strong demons and demonesses.
What the hell are you exactly? No matter how much they watched your, not yet romantic, relationship, they could not understand. They could not understand why he is so much in love with you that he is even ready to spend money, being an Avatar of Greed and even, damn it, to work if your eyes in the store lovingly fall on some trinket.
He is probably one of the three brothers to whom their fan club tried to show signs of attention. But he didn't accept them (only if it's not something that can be sold, of course) even before you, and even more so after you didn't do it(but material things are still accepted).
It annoyed them. Their senpai paid attention to them somehow, but now... He just takes it away, throwing a quiet and quick "thank you". Even though it is, even if it is the most expensive thing in the whole Devildom, he will only sell it.
But if it concerns you. Then even a stupid dandelion or clover that has just been plucked is just wonderful for him. A shiny pebble that you saw on the way and he reminded you of it, he will keep it, let him say that he will throw it away. And if it's something he wants... For example, a new collection of watches or glasses or other things, then he will probably cry when he gets it from you. Have you worked to give him what he wants? God, he's right there in a wedding dress or suit...
In general, everything is clear to you, as well as to them. You are absolutely divine to him, any sign of your attention is the same for him as you are. But they? They just give him things that he will sell. Absolutely unnecessary trinkets for him. They understand that until they get rid of you, they will not get answers to their courtship.
"Tch, where did this man take him? " - they searched corridor after corridor in search of their greedy demon.
"Stop saying that! Now we are—!? " - they are interrupted by a loud groan and they immediately run there.
They pull the door handle lightly, but it's locked, so they put their ears to it.
"D-damn, ya too rude, MC!" - he moans, grabbing your hair in an armful and pressing you to him in a hungry kiss.
Their heart literally stops for a few moments when they finally understand what is happening. You're fucking their demon. You... him... It's impossible to believe. They flinch when there is a slap and later a whimper from Mammon.
"Come on, handsome, you like it when I'm rude," - you gently kiss him on the lips, moving away from him. - "And weren't you just yelling at me to be rougher? "
"That's not what I meant, ya 'now! " - he groans and continues. "But don't stop, please... Ya feel so good inside... "
They hear your giggle, and then a particularly loud moan from their object of adoration. They feel an erection growing in their trousers or their panties are getting too wet from their juices. They immediately reach for their arousals, but pull back their hand and silently leave there.
Then they realize that they 100 percent want to replace you, they want to be the ones who give him such indescribable pleasure. Who makes him moan like that. Who makes him love you so much, your gifts, your appearance and, of course, your personality.
Well, they decided to take decisive action, although it was not easy. Mammon's original job was to protect you, after the relationship, he generally clung to you like a leech and almost never let you go anywhere alone, or escorted you to the offices and everything in that spirit. He just wanted to spend time together, as much time as possible. But! They hunted for a long time and they succeeded.
You were standing quietly against the wall, as several demons appear in front of you. You look around at them and realize that they clearly have bad intentions.
"What do you need? " - you ask, looking at them with a questioning look, realizing that no one will help you now, because everyone has started a lesson, and Mammon has not come yet.
"Your death," - they say in chorus and synchronously.
"Excuse me? " - you raise an eyebrow questioningly, but at the same moment you close your eyes, feeling a strong grip on your neck.
"You heard it all yourself, boy. You took the guy away from us, and we'll take your life. It's all the same. " - you cling to your hand, but you feel a sharp flow of air into your lungs and almost fall, but you manage to hold on.
"What do ya think approaching my man, eh?!" - he shouts, causing them to tremble and lower their eyes to the floor.- "Once again I'll see that ya at least look at him, then... "
He doesn't finish, but they understand everything perfectly and quickly run away. He immediately turns to you, examining your neck, but exhaling, not noticing anything too serious.
"Man, ya can't be left for a minute!" - he shouts and grabs your hand, pulling you along on the way to class, but gently, trying not to pinch any of the veins.
Leviathan.
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They totally admire him. With all my soul and body. With all my being. Grand Admiral of the Hell Navy, one of the seven rulers of the Devildom and just probably the cutest otaku in all three worlds.
They practically don't see him in person. Only on his streams, because he studies mostly in an online school. And it's just heaven when he comes to school, although he still doesn't communicate with anyone much, of course. But it's enough for them to see him.
They are his main sims (not true, of course, but they think so). They don't miss a minute of his streams, even if they lasted several days, they wouldn't move away from the screen even for a nanosecond. Probably read and write fan fiction with him with y/n and him as a character, mostly obscene, of course. Also have a body pillow with it. From where? Think for yourself. Yes, in general, he could ask them to do anything, they would do it, there are no barriers for them.
But then you show up. And you become his best friend, player number 2, his boyfriend, his Henry... You become his, and he becomes yours. They were absolutely not satisfied with it, they certainly did not seek him at all, because his relationship with society is not very good, but you took him away so easily... No way. Never.
Although they can thank you for the fact that he began to appear at school a little more often and that they can now see his emotions, which he had not previously shown. But they wanted to be the ones who evoke these emotions and feelings. They wanted to be the ones for whom he was even ready to face normie in his life.
Their entertainment has now become eavesdropping on your conversations. Most of them were about his brothers or a recent game/manga or anime that you enjoyed together, but sometimes your conversations (on your initiative, lfmao) went to a more adult side.
"What are you?! MC, we're at school! We can't..." - he whispers softly, though it sounds more like a scream.
"So what? You'll like it... If someone sees how obedient and beautiful you are for me. And only for me... It would be very good, don't you think?" - he swallows, and you just smirk.
He nods weakly, you kiss him on the cheek, making a surprised sound out of him, and wrap your arms around him, pulling him to your chest. He waves his arms awkwardly for a couple of seconds, but then awkwardly wraps his arms around you in return.
Their heart is broken into a million pieces. He is obedient... He is not what they imagined him to be. Damn man, what did you turn him into, huh?
And when they overheard your conversation about what you want to try in your sex life a little later (well, and of course the wonderful muttering, stuttering and whining of Levi, ahem), they realized that he was clearly not the way they described him in their fan fiction and imagined in their dirty fantasies.
They were going to your conditioned place with him. Under construction, the RAD wing. No one's going to show up here, right? It's dangerous, and the builders work after the end of the school day. They searched every office with their eyes until they found you in some narrow room, probably a future storage room.
"Well, my sweet slut, are you ready? " - you ask in a gentle voice.
They open their eyes and spread out on different walls, because there was no door at the pantry.
"Yes... Yes, please..." - he whines, and the members of his fan club feel their cheeks turn bright red, and a fever is growing in the lower abdomen.
"M, m, m... well, then be a good boy and..." - he moans in pure bliss.
They can't see what's going on there, but that moan was the sweetest thing in the world they've ever heard. They wanted him to moan so much for them, so that he would kneel for them. They wanted to do it right now. The jealousy was too strong.
But as soon as they appear in the aisle, you look up at them in surprise. Your precious boyfriend also turns around and jumps up in embarrassment, hiding behind your sitting figure.
"Don't you want to leave? " - your voice is heard. - "Can't you see what we're doing here?"
They stare for a couple more seconds, but immediately run away in embarrassment. He exhales in bliss, resting his head on your shoulder. You stroke his head and kiss the top of his head.
"Levi, how are you? Can we continue?" - he stands still for a couple more seconds, but then nods. "Great, then how about you sit on my lap now and we'll do about the same thing? "
After that, they obviously didn't even try to touch you. Although they initially understood that they did not have enough strength, he is, of course, shy, but he is not a Grand Admiral for nothing, right? Yes, and your dissatisfied voice brought them to goosebumps. They are now afraid to approach you.
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rineptune · 1 month
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OMG OmG cockwarming lucifer (like you sit on his cock( and seeing how long he lasts
patience is a virtue.
a/n: yes, just yes
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“my love,” you call out to him sweetly, your tone pulling him into a desperate, helpless trance. “is something wrong? you seem feverish.”
he’s breathless when he came to look at you, struggling against the urge to rut up against you and completely enjoy the warmth that only you provided. “darling— oh, shit,” he whimpers, arms snaked around yours as you adjust your position on his lap.
“you’re— ha.. killing me here.”
“it’s fun to see you worked up,” you answer, guiding the stray strands of his bangs away from his eyes. “cute, even.”
this was absolute torture for him. he wanted, craved—needed you so desperately that you must’ve had a clear idea that what you’re doing to him is completely and utterly cruel. he was the king of hell, and yet here he was, begging to fuck you to chase his release—which he was denied for minutes.
he cannot last that long, you knew.
“patience, my love. i love spending our time together like this,” you smiled, cupping his cheeks with your hands. “did you not know that patience is a virtue, hm?”
“fuck patience,” lucifer whined, clawing at your hips, albeit without the intention to mark you.
at least not yet.
“want to fuck you already, please?”
you feigned to ponder over his request.
“hm, no,” then shifting from your position once again.
“aha— shit, that was mean,” he tells you, eyes closed as he tries his best to listen to your words. “i’m not going to last, yn—“ unknowingly, in the midst of his lust-filled lucidity, he had forgotten to play by your rules.
“o— oh, fuck..! sorry! can’t help it, can’t help it,” lucifer chants, unable to stop himself from thrusting his aching cock in you and cumming embarrassingly quickly, too.
lucifer is anything but patient—at least for the time being.
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Gimme Some Sugar, Baby (Part 2)
Bottom Demon Bros with a Sugar Daddy (Masc Reader)
ftm: Satan, Lucifer, Belphegor
CW: Vibrator, Public Sex, Facefucking, Orgasm Delay, Riding, Dom/Sub, Consensual Somnophilia, Nipple Play
↳ [Part One]
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Satan
afab language, vibrator, public sex, face fucking, orgasm delay
Having Satan as a sugar baby means going to the bookstore every chance he gets, but there's a price to pay for all the books he gets. And it's not Grimm
He was told to wear lingerie underneath his clothes all day with a vibrator inside him while he shopped. To make matters worse, the vibrator has an extended part that goes on his clit, which makes it harder to move. You turn it off most of the time but just having it against his clit is stimulating. It got worse when he entered the old, dusty section of the bookstore. The vibrator suddenly turns on, causing him to drop down to the floor.
He looks at you with pleading eyes and is only met with the tip of your cock on his lips. He opens his mouth and lets you slide it inside. You buck your hips into his mouth, gripping his hair and forcing him to meet your thrusts. Satan moans and drools around your cock, getting overwhelmed by the pleasure. His cheeks are flushed and you can tell he's about to come. You turn off the vibrator, causing him to whine from being taken away from his peak. So close, but now so far. He quickly forgets about it though, your cock practically fucking his mind too. When you finally come, you turn the vibrator back on and allow him to do the same.
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Lucifer
riding, dom/sub, squirting
It took a bit of convincing, as Lucifer doesn't seem the type to want nor need a sugar daddy but he did like the idea of living a life of leisure. It helped that he's attracted to you too
lucifer might be ooc, i just like turning him into a slutty bottom lmfao
Lucifer sinks down onto your length, hands firmly placed on your shoulders for balance. He looks at you with flushed cheeks. "Tha- thank you for buying me dinner, sir." He turns away from you, feeling both embarrassed and turned on by saying it. You like to make him say things like that to knock him down a peg, he's cuter when he's submissive. "What else?" You tilt your head. "And...and for letting me.." He trails off. "Come on baby, you're the one who asked for this." You smile, gently cupping his face in your hand. "Thank you for letting me ride your...your cock." His cheeks are a bright red. "Good boy."
Lucifer bounces up and down on your length like a slut, making obscene noises out of pleasure. He's so much better when he lets go of his usual facade and embraces his whore side. He leans his head back while moaning wantonly, putting himself on display for you as he pleases himself with your cock. He exclaims that he's "Gonna come~!" while touching himself to bring himself closer to his orgasm. He slows down and arches his back, squirting on your cock.
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Belphegor
consensual somnophilia, nipple sucking, squirting
Belphie gets paid just for being around you, meaning he gets to relax all day in your room or office. He doesn't mind having sex with you, he even lets you fuck him in his sleep.
sorry this is so short, what i wrote before got deleted and i didn't have much motivation for this;;;;
Belphegor's sitting on your lap, arms wrapped around you. He’s using your body as a comfortable stuffed animal to sleep on, as per usual. With him rubbing against you in his sleep, you’re starting to get hard. You move his arms off of your body and bunch his shirt up, looking at his two puffy nipples hungrily. You twist the both of them, earning soft whines from the sloth. He stays asleep while you play around with his nipples, rubbing against your crotch at a slight faster pace than before.
You move your hand away from one of his nipples, replacing it with your tongue. You drag your tongue up his hard nipple before swirling it around and then sucking on it. Belphie moans in his sleep, the wet dream he was having intensifying from your actions. So much so that he squirts just from you playing with his nipples.
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captainai-47 · 1 year
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YALL HE'S BABYGIRLING SO DAMN HARD RN
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tarantulasnot · 8 months
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I just keep thinking about sucking off Lucifer under his desk, and suddenly Diavolo comes in and purposefully prolongs the meeting so he can watch Lucifer fall apart, a bit of cum spraying onto his own chest and finally Diavolo speaks up, asking about what you're doing even though he already knows. No, because Diavolo is absolutely pounding Lucifer's hole, already the poor pride avatar being overstimulated- he just can't take it when you have your mouth on him. He's basically slamming into your mouth from how hard Diavolo is pushing his hips forward. "You couldn't help but cum in front of me could you Lucifer?" And the way Lucifer wails at the words as he cums again straight into your mouth is delightful. His legs giving out and the only thing holding him up is Diavolo's hand on his throat, keeping his ear next to Diavolo's mouth. Even though Lucifer just came down your throat you're still sucking him down like your life depends on it and you can't help it. You HAVE to make him cry.
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bigfatbimbo · 26 days
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hai semi long time lurker first time asker
may i request a little luci drabble, perchance maybe him and reader out somewhere, and when he starts acting up (that man is a brat and ill die on this hill) reader has to pull him off to the side and...correct him, all while he whines about "i wasn't being that bad" and "please be nice to me" even tho he was being that bad and he does not deserve kindness 😞🙏🏽
ANYWAY EVEN IF U WRITE THIS OR NOT I LOVE UR WORKS SM I CLAW AT THE WALLS WAITING 4 UR POSTS UR SO TALENTED N I ASPIRE TO BE YOU
idk if this one has been used but
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a/n — Lucifer content I love you so much. Anyways I love brat Lucifer reuther’s thank you.
summary — After a particularly bratty attitude from Lucifer in public, you pull him off to the side and reach him a lesson on manners.
warnings — semi-public sex, sub Lucifer, dom reader, hand jobs, degradation
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It hadn’t been a big deal, really. But god, did it piss you off. Lucifer, who was probably one of the most insecure men you’ve ever been with, acted so oddly high and mighty around his citizens.
Which would have been understandable, he was the king of hell, after all. However, sometimes his uppity attitude got to you. 
Like right now. One friendly looking sinner had simply approached you two at a restaurant. They weren’t threatening, nor did they try to steal anything as you were watching their hands the whole time.
However, despite the rare friendly attitude from the demon, you saw something strange in your boyfriend. He was rude, and no, he probably didn’t realize he was, but that didn’t change the fact he was not kind to the demon at all. 
For a moment, all the stranger got was a blank stare. One that lasted far too long, and in the end, felt pretentious and almost accusing. The stare felt so rude, it struck you to your core.
Afterwards, instead of a smile, which you had to admit was attempted, he simply sneered and looked side to side uncomfortably. When the demon asked for an autograph, he cleared his throat and muttered something about how he ‘doesn’t understand who would want an autograph from the devil, but alright.’ 
His tone was playful, but had an undertone of all knowing prestige that irked you. It made him seem like a pompous rich brat, you didn’t like that. 
Finally, the sinner shook his hand, thanked him and left. The worst part was the aftermath.
Lucifer wiped his hand off, wiped his hand off, on the nearest napkin and turned to you with an awkward smile, “Can you believe that? Weirdo, amiright? Should probably check my pockets for my wallet!” 
Although Lucifer laughed, it faded quickly after he noticed how you were not laughing. 
“…uh, something wrong, dear?” he asked hesitantly, already growing nervous at your less than positive response to his ‘joke.’ 
You stare at him for another moment before breathing, “Bathroom, now.”
Less than gently, you pull him by his arm to the bathroom, receiving a few stares from other people on the area. Luckily, the restaurant was crowded. And besides, the loud background noise would come in handy soon.
Tugging him into an empty restroom, you begin to scold him, “Do you even know how much of a dick you just acted like?”
“What?” Lucifer seemed extremely perplexed at your accusation.
“The way you treated that sinner?” You hiss, backing him into a wall, staring down at him with angry dissatisfaction.
“Oh come on,” he crossed his arms and glared up at you, “Those people are just the worst. I was being nice!”
Your knee slipped in-between his legs subtly so he didn’t notice at first. “You were being a pompous brat,” you not-so-subtly use your hand to pin him closer to the wall, completely pressed up against you.
Lucifer stared up at you and gulped, awaiting your next move.
“And you know what happens to brat,” you hiss in a whisper, “They get punished.”
You weren’t sure what was making your usually obedient Lucifer act out tonight, but whatever it was, he doubled down.
“It really wasn’t that bad,” he whispered. 
“Excuse me?”
“I said,” his irritation was apparent, “you’re overreacting— fuck!”
You palm his dick through his pants and Lucifer moans loudly. Although, he remembers his environment and shuts himself up by biting his lip and glaring up at you.
With a knowing smile, you tug his pants and boxers down, eyes meeting his as you pull his cock out.
“Oh, you piece of shit,” he groans quietly as his eyes dart to the side, blush rising in his cheeks.
“Uh-huh, keep talking. See where it gets you,” you condescend, beginning to stroke his dick at an agonizingly slow pace.
His hand shoots up to cover his mouth as he lets out a gravely whimper. 
“Remember where you are Lucifer. It’s rude to cause a scene,” you smirk as your hand speeds up, “but you wouldn’t know that.”
“Oh god—“ his moan is muffled as he stares at you through furious half lidded eyes, “Oh, fuck you.”
Your hand shoot straight to the base of his cock and back, and you tut softly, “Someone has an attitude problem tonight. I outta teach you some manners.”
He whines, shaking his head vigorously as his other hand comes up to press down on his mouth as well.
The circumstances were more than upsetting, he couldn’t be loud, others might hear. But doing this was a risk in itself. You weren’t even in a stall. If anyone walked in on you two he would have to look at their shocked expression.
He let out a choked moan at the thought, “Be nice to me, please I didn’t—“
Your hand speeds up once more, “Oh? Because just a second ago you were calling me a piece of shit.”
He whines, clearly frustrated at the whole situation. Your movements are aggressive and your words are condescending. Oh, how he hated when you were mad at him.
But your actions irritated him slightly. Had he really been that bad? In his eyes, he still wasn’t convinced.
The way your hand moved, though, was clogging up his thoughts, making it harder to be upset. Still, he clung onto coherence.
“You’re so— fuck. You’re so mean,” he whined into his hands, looking up at you with much less malice than before.
“And you’re a pretentious brat,” You remark, feeling precum leak onto your hand, “So I guess we’re both in moods tonight.”
He moaned loudly, leaned further up against the wall and squirming desperately, still being pinned down by your free arm.
“I’m sorry,” he whimpered as he felt his climax building, “I’m sorry, fuck. Can I please cum now?”
“Shush, Lucifer,” you make an obvious movement of glancing around, “You forget yourself. Wouldn’t want anyone hearing how much of a slut you are.”
Tears pricked the corner of his eyes as he fought to contain himself. It was agonizing how much he was holding back right now. From cumming, from being loud, and at the same time trying to remain in a somewhat coherent headspace. 
“Please,” he pleaded in a whisper as he attempted to stop the single tear from coming down his face. 
You considered for a long time. You were in a crowded restaurant and you hadn’t even gotten your food yet. For a moment, you thought you were going to say yes. 
Instead a smile formed on your lips and you yanked your hand away. Lucifer whined terribly as another tear slipped down his porcelain skin.
“Pull your pants up, our food might be here,” you wash your hand off and begin to walk out of the bathroom.
Lucifer just started at you, mouth agape at your cruel plan. He was going to have to sit through dinner needy and hard, and still have to face a punishment when you both arrived home.
“Come on, Luci,” you tease, “It’s rude to stare.”
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a/n — Wow gang! It sure is lucky that no one in that super packed restaurant had to go to the bathroom.
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