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Diabolik Lovers Overstimulation

WARNING : overstimulation, mommy kink, dirty talking, blowjob, creampie, anal, library sex, cum, master kink, humiliation kink, mistress kink, blood kink, knife play, food play, toys, thigh riding, slightly foot humping, slight Exabition, wax play, table sex, couch sex, hair pulling, riding

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Ayato

He deeply hates being overstimulated for the very fact you get to tease him until he’s close to cumming only for you to pull away, making him cry and thrash around in a fit. Your hands stroking him quickly which has him shivering on the bed, hands practically ripping the silk sheet under him and with the way your hands squeezing him with every pump has him moaning loud and bucking up into your hand, trying to fuck into the tight grip of your hand but failing. His emerald eyes staring up at the ceiling as tears spilled beautifully due to the intense pleasure you were giving him right after making him cum a second time, pulling him closer to his third orgasm. You look at his shaking form and laugh when remembering his cocky attitude he had before and now he is shaking from getting a handjob.

"What happened to that cocky attitude, hm?" You teased while rubbing your thumb over his leaking tip which made him gasp.

Doing his best, he sat up slowly and glared at you which only made you laugh more, "S..Shut up!" He barked, face growing red in embarrassment.

Your lips formed a faux pout in a mocking manner while your hand stilled, watching how he instantly started to whine and apologize because in reality, he loved it. He loved how your attention was on him and only him and making him cry just for your entertainment was something he wanted, knowing you love seeing him in that state and only him. His apologies were only falling on deaf ears. It seemed as if you just let your hand sit there limply and you just watched him try to form the words only to just sob. You were mean to him just a bit, knowing how cocky he is and always barking orders but you weren’t mean enough to keep him hanging so your hand started to move slowly and it was enough for him to hiccup a ‘thank you’.

“That’s right, thank me, like the slut you should,” your free hand cupped his balls and massaged them which had him shivering, “Sluts like you thanks their Master for touching them.” Ayato wanted to tell you off so badly but he couldn’t form any words, only letting out moans and broken sobs as you pulled him closer to an orgasm that he knew he’d never get.

Shu

"You're not doing it right... Like this Mistress." He spoke softly, guiding your head to help you suck him off the way he likes.

Despite him wanting you to help you, he was slowly losing his mind from the sensitivity after having four orgasms prior and he was doing his best not to thrust into your mouth. Finally getting it, you slowly worked your tongue around his dick while pulling his hands away from your hair and entangled your fingers together, bobbing your head quickly which had him panting softly. His eyes closed and allowed you to take complete control and pleasuring him, he slowly pulled your left hand to his lips and kissed your knuckles, his tongue dancing along your skin before he pressed his lip against your hand once again and trailed wet kisses down to your wrist. The faint scent of your blood seduced him more and he couldn’t help but nip at the soft flesh, his dick throbbing against your tongue every time his fangs threaten to pierce your wrist and it made you take his dick further down your throat while your tongue teased the veins along his length. Shu wasn’t really this horny or sloppy no matter how aroused he was but today was different, the scent of your blood and the overstimulation seemed to trigger something in him and he couldn’t help the strong urge to sink his fangs into you and suck you dry and with his dick stuffed in your mouth, he had no choice but you cum.

“Mistress… You smell ‘o good,” he moaned as his fangs finally pierced your skin, breaking the soft flesh as they push further until the metallic taste of your blood landed on his tongue, “And ‘o sweet.”

It didn’t take long for him to cum after that, his dick thrusted into your mouth slightly, soft squelching from your wet caven filled the quiet room as drool and his cum dripped from the corners of your mouth.

Laito

His lips are pressed against your inner thighs as his dick was violently abused by a vibrating cock ring, doing its best to milk him through his first orgasm. His beautiful emerald eyes slowly looked up at you as he slowly pulled away, his body slightly shaking from the pleasure while he crawled on top of you before grinding down into your lap, your hands gripping his hips and forcing him to grind faster which made him purr. Your eyes stared into his eyes, they pooled with endless lust which enchanted you and his soft moans seemed to make your brain go blank and all you could think of was making him scream. Laito was loving the attention and overwhelming pleasure that ran up his spine, bringing him closer to forgetting everything and getting lost in the need to cum.

"Laito, Darling... You look sexy above me like this.." Your voice came out soft and lustful.

He started to move quicker, his hips dragging against your thigh as his second orgasm washes over him and pulling him closer to his third one as the cock ring's vibrations became too much, "Y.. You look beautiful, Mommy." He purrs in ecstasy.

You just smirked and rubbed circles into his skin which pulled out more purrs from the red head. Laito wasn't the type to care about his partner's pleasure and never put the effort to fake it but for you, he wanted to please you and knowing just him following your orders and cumming for you is the enough to make you feel good and he was making sure you'll enjoy every bit of it. His hips stuttered slightly with every drag against you, his eyes closing, and moans of your name slipped off his tongue so easily and you were sure he was going to cum once again.

Reiji

"It's not like you to cum from drinking my blood alone. It's so cute." You teased the tall male as he kneels only in just his boxers, your thigh pressed to his lips.

The big wet spot on his boxers grows bigger as he unattached fangs from your leg, licking the stray blood away while staring you in the eyes. His crimson eyes gleamed in the light and to make him look more beautiful than he already is, his pale skin was dusted with pink from a drunken haze from your blood, intoxicating him. You cupped the side of his face as your right foot pressed against his bulge, pressing firmly against it which had small gasps of pleasure leaving his lips and he held back from rolling his hips against your foot. Seeing him holding back, you smirked while leaning forward until your face was an inch away from his and teased him with lewd ideas.

That seemed to be enough to have him cum in his boxers once again before scowling, "I'm filthy now, tsk, I do hope I can change soon." He mumbled in distaste.

You let out a breathy laugh, "You aren't going to, pretty boy, I'm not done with you just yet." with that, that foot on his bulge rubbed up and down slowly.

Reji wasn't happy to hear that because he had to get ready for night school in an a few hours and had to make sure his brothers weren't going to cause any issues to make them late but here you are, making a promise it won't be them making them late. You traced his cock through the wet material, the soft touching made a groan vibrate in his chest while he tried to pull away in hopes to calm himself but you just reached out to grab his hair, yanking him forward to keep him close.

"Come 0n, Reji," your foot moving faster, "I'm not gonna tell you again so stay put."

Yui

Yui is a very innocent and naive human; her purity has your mind running with lewd thoughts and your hands mold perfectly into the dips of her hips. Wanting to tarnish her beautiful pale skin with hickeys and bite marks and have your sharp anils dug into the soft flesh of her hips, the thought of her own blood painting her skin from your fangs has you shivering in ecstasy. She sat in your lap as you sunk your fangs into her bare shoulder, her hips shaking slightly as the vibrator buzzed intensely inside her dripping cunt and pulls sweet moans from her throat, pushing her over the edge with guiding her through the pleasure. Her third orgasm is close to unfolding and you sucking on her rich blood softly has shivers of arousal down her spine, trying to unravel the knot in her stomach and cum all over your leg. You detached your fangs carefully and pulled away to see her teary face, the cute glassy look in her eyes as the pleasure builds up and the shake in her hips once the toy dully hits the sweet spot in her that has stars dancing in her vision,

"You look so cute like this darling. I do wonder what other cute noises you are capable of making." Your voice came out low and husky, staring her in the eyes as she cried softly.

Her eyes softly close as her third orgasm finally hits, sending her over the edge and collapsing into you,"Cu..Cumming!" She moans out, holding onto your shoulders as her body quivers in sensitivity.

You cooed. Hands rubbing up and down her sides while she rides out her high, but you never move to turn off or down the vibrator, loving how she cries and cums over and over for you. It never bored you how the tiny human was whenever you decided to show her what the church was trying to make her miss out, making her tight pussy cream over and over until you had enough. Poor girl was worn out and wanted to sleep but your hands just slip down to the apples of her ass and pulls her cheeks apart before bouncing your leg slightly which made her sob softly.

Kou

It's hard to get some alone time with him long enough to even do more than kissing since the young idol is always busy but luckily for you both, he was free for the day. His lips are pressed against your for sweet and chaste kisses as you hold his hips as they slowly roll down onto you, soft whimpers came from despite him trying to hold them back. Knowing his stubborn personality, you persuaded his moans by digging your nails into his bare hips and drawing out those sweet noises he wanted to keep from you. Your nails dug even more into his hips which made him throw his head back and cum on his stomach, gasping as he held onto your shoulders tighter while his hips moved slower and dragging his dick against you which has him moaning more.

"That's it, baby, cum for me, wanna see that pretty face once more." You smirked as your left hand slipped off his hip and pressed your fingertips against his tip which had him twitching.

"No teasing- Please." He whimpers.

you just pressed a kiss to his forehead before wrapping a hand around his sensitive length, making his hiss but buck into your hand. Kou was thrusting shallow into your tight fist, drooling onto your shoulder while he mumbles out 'please' between sharp breaths. He wasn't sure if he wanted you to stop or keep going but one thing, he knew is that he didn't want your hand to move off his cock. Your hand moved slowly with his thrusts and allowed him to change the pace, wanting to see him edge himself until he's crying for you to do it for him because he likes it when you do it.

Subaru

"You can pretend you don't like this all you want but it won't change the fact that you are leaking all over the place." you whispered against his ear as you pumped the fleshlight on his dick while he tried to stay put, biting down on his tongue to keep his moans quiet despite his eyes were pooling with lust and pleasure and his lips formed a tight line.

His ruby eyes squeezed shut as the pleasure was building up and he was close to cumming the fourth time, but he was determined to show he wasn't affected by it. Your hand sped up, the toy smacking down in a lewd squelch as you purred out taunts to get a reaction, but the stubborn vampire refused to give you it which made you huff annoyance, so you stopped your movements which had him holding his breath for a second, trying to collect his thoughts but the painful throbbing of his dick had him breathing ragged and. He opened his eyes softly shot a glare at you which made you perk up happily, so you smirked as you teased him by twisting the toy which had him gasping slightly when your grip on the fleshlight tightened.

"Stop playing around and move the damn toy!" He yelled irritably.

You were finally getting what you wanted, and he knew he shouldn't have caved in after all, he said he wouldn't, but he knew you would just keep the toy still. The fleshlight moved quickly up and down his slicked-up cock, the lewd noises filled the room along with his jagged breathing and growls which in the back of his mind he was screaming knowing that his brothers could hear it all. His thighs flexed under you as they wanted to close and stop your movement as his fifth orgasm built up, the pit of his stomach was on fire, and he wanted to put it out, but you refused to move.

Ruki

The library in the Mukami's house was filled with the moans and skin slapping from the oldest brother and the human that lived with them. His low and deep moans were enchanting to you and the sight of him bent over the table, pressed against it as you thrusted into him was too much for you. You came just seeing him like this and to put the icing on the cake, he came onto the book the fifth time which has him groaning about it being stained. You only shoved two fingers into his mouth to shut him up and he didn't take it as well as you wanted him to, but you were pleased to see him angrily sucking on them. Ruki knew this wasn't like him, allowing a human to take control of him and milk him with the fake cock you had strapped to your hips, but it was too good to stop now. The false cock pushed further into him, shaping his ass into the shape of it while he spread his legs further and licked between your digits in hopes you stop soon.

Leaning down, you kissed the back of his hickey covered neck and cooed "Is someone mad about dirtying a book, hm? But you said you wanted to be dirty." You mocked.

He growled behind your fingers and mumbled, "I didn't mean to ruin a book, kind of dirty." And you only could laugh at him.

Your hips pulled back until the tip was stretched around the tight muscle before slamming back, sheathing all of the strap into him which made his eyes cross and he cums once again, coating the drying cum-covered book more. His brain was melting into thoughts of your cock, and he just helplessly bounced back to meet your thrust to ride out of his high. With your attention completely on him, you two were unaware of the three-lust crazed and jealous filled eyes from the staircase.

Kanato

"Sit still Prince. The wax will get everywhere when you move like that." You growled softly, holding the pretty lilac candle over his bare chest.

He whines softly against your thumb as he sucks on it softly, his fang piercing the soft skin for him to get a taste of your blood. The candle and your blood has him overstimulated and he isn't sure he is able to cum the third time but you were coaxing him into him with your seductive aggressive tone and the sweetness of your blood, the small twinges of pain from the hot wax swirling under his skin had him cumming, muffled moans spilling out from behind your thumb as you pressed your thumb against his tongue. His soft lavender eyes stared up at you with fear as you moved the candle to hover on his dick and once wax dripped onto his balls, he came once again.

"O-Oh my! Do it a-again now, now!" He demanded as his dick throbbed in pain.

Kanato was slowly slipping into subspace, allowing you to do whatever to him and make him cum on command but with the knowledge of Teddy watching from the velvet couch from the corner of your room had a tinge of embarrassment swirling in the pit of his stomach. The wax dripped onto his angry red cock, making him let out high pitched cries and squirms in place, stuck between wanting to move or staying there. It hurt but felt oh so good and he wanted it so bad, but his poor little cock was stinging from the pain. The pain blossomed into pleasure with every drip, and it had his toes curling while he cries for Teddy to look away, but the beady black eyes of the stuffed bear stared at its moaning owner. Kanato felt so humiliated, and you just smiled at him, showing no care that he wanted his stuffed friend to be turned away.

Yuma

"You look like you taste sweet." You hovered your lips over his, pouring caramel sauce onto his body while rubbing his hardening cock.

Throwing his head back as you slowly poured the sauce down to his dick, coating it while teasing him by leaving fluttering kisses onto his lips, "Stop teasing me dammit." He growled.

You smirked and lowered your body down to his dick and placed a small kiss to his angry red tip before moaning when licking your lips to capture the sweet taste. He looks down at you with arousal written all over his face; his eyebrows knitted together in anger for your teasing and the lightly dusted of pink all down his neck that complement the purple and blue marks you left, your tongue swirling around his caramel covered dick before engulfing the sweet length. With all the teasing and now the warmth of your mouth, it was all too much so he came into your mouth which made you hum happily. The sweetness of the caramel and his cum, you moaned while swallowing it all before pulling away, sticky strings of cum mixed caramel to connecting to your lips and stuck out your tongue to show it was clean. He muttered under his breath while he stared at your mouth, liking it more than he thought he would and his hands reached out to your head, in hopes to make you do that again and you allowed him. Taking his cock down your throat once again, you bobbed your head along with his slight thrust of his hip. Yuma was yanking at the soft strains hair between his fingers while he let out deep moans and curses every time his tip pushes past the tight tunnel of your throat.

Azusa

Dragging his favorite knife across his skin had him whimpering pathetically, dragging it carefully along his bandaged right arm while your hips rolled down onto his dick, making him stare at you with teary eyes. Seeing the fear and pleasure swirl in his eyes had you intoxicated, and his whimpers making you drunker and you refuse to slow down, bouncing faster and taking him further into you sopping pussy. Azusa was in love the way your pussy hugged his cock and refusing to allow him to pull out even though he refused to allow you to, wanting you to fuck him until he was only shooting blanks. The knife started to slip from your hold, and he noticed so he clasped his hand over yours and helped you move it up to his neck, wanting to feel the cold silver against his bandaged throat. Once holding the knife the way he wanted, you slowly dragged the tip down the middle of neck down to the valley of his chest which had him cumming, the thought of you loving him so much and having the ability to hurt him despite never breaking skin had him losing his mind and filling your cunt with his warm cum as he babbles out 'I love you' repeatedly.

His eyes clouded with ecstasy as you slowly rode his sixth orgasm, "M-More, I want more, Mommy." He hiccupped; his grip of your arm tightened as he tried to move his hips with yours.

You giggled and kissed his shoulder, "You will darling, Mommy isn't gonna stop just until she milked every drop of cum out of you." You whispered while kissing up his shoulder.

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hunn1e-bunn1e · 1 year

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First Act: Episode One

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In which, [Name], the one and only son of Sakamaki Richter strives to make his dearest cousin's lives a living hell. Or; In which yearns for what can never be his own and will do just about anything to yank it within his reach.

First Act | Ep. One | Ep. Two

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"Father? They're Uncle Karlheinz's boys, aren't they?"

A boy with steel-grey tresses that faded into a pale silver asks his father; his soft voice catching the older man's attention.

The boy was seated at a beautifully carved, dark wood dining table; his father on the opposite side. Atop the table sat a lovely white, silken tablecloth with lace edges; and atop that sat a beautiful porcelain tea set. Said set was from France, according to what his father had told him, a gift from some noble in a futile attempt to curry favor with him some time ago.

Under the glossy varnish finish was painted a breathtakingly intricate pattern in the color of glacial blue. The rims, handles, spouts, and flat bottoms of the set were dipped in gold that shimmered whenever the light caught it. A lovely piece indeed, but certainly not the boy's favorite by any means.

The amber liquid inside the cup was telling enough, It was Darjeeling. Tasteful but boring.

Perfect.

The boy lifts his teacup to his lips; taking a quiet sip and taking in the taste as it rolls over his tongue. His large, round e/c eyes looked up at the man across from him expectantly; clawed fingers drummed gently on the table with impatience and curiosity that bubbled just under his pale skin.

"You are correct. Why do you ask, dearest [Name]?"

The charcoal-blonde-haired man answered, turning his tired eyes from the book in hand toward his beloved son.

[Name] smiled eerily, the corners of his mouth stretching so far it almost looked as if his face was split in two. He leaned forward, sitting the teacup gently onto its platter and leaning on his forearms.

"Can I play with them?"

He asks cheerily in his saccharine voice, innocent eyes wide with hidden depravity.

The man's sharp burgundy eyes narrow at the steel-grey-headed child. He really is just like her, isn't he? The joy they got in tormenting others, the twisted grins and psychotic glint that hid just behind their eyes was so similar, sometimes far too similar.

He closed his eyes; now is not the time.

"I suppose you can. Don't break them, though. Karlheinz would have my head."

The older man warns, picking up his teacup.

Ah... the tea is cold.

[Name] now sat in his favorite spot, a large tree overlooking the Sakamaki mansion. Far enough away from the structure to where he won't be noticed, yet close enough to observe. He sat on one of the thicker branches; choosing this one in particular after making sure it wouldn't snap under his body weight. The steelhead came here fairly often; every day. He would sit and wait and watch. A repeating cycle that he never grew bored of.

Out of all the ones he liked to watch, there were preferred ones by now. The eldest two's one-sided bickering was always a small threat, the triplets fighting over various objects in the residence was another endeavor, and then there was the youngest, Subaru.

The snarling, hollering, wall punching, fight-instigating youngest child of the Sakamakis. With snow-white hair, dazzling sorrow-filled scarlet eyes with thick lashes overhanging them, and pale skin. A true figment of melancholic beauty. A white rose.

Subaru was by far his favorite. Definitely.

Poor, poor Subaru. [Name] always thought that he'd gotten it the worst. Inbred, scorned and ignored. All culminating in violent outbursts to keep himself afloat. The air of suffering just radiated off of him in waves and the vampiric boy found is simply intoxicating.

It was all just so funny. His cousin's suffering was all so fun to watch. It's not [Name]'s fault that his uncle was a child-abandoning whore of a man. He just so happened to stumble upon their residence on his nightly stroll and had some intense sadistic tendencies.

Just like her... just like—

A sudden light caught his eyes. A car? No, a taxi. The vehicle pulled in front of the rundown mansion and slowed to a halt.

The back right door opened after a few seconds and out stepped a girl. The light from the car bounced off her brown hair and lit up the side of her face, displaying her prominent scowl and narrowed almond eyes.

She walked around to the trunk and pulled out a few suitcases as it began to rain. The girl groaned in annoyance and dragged her luggage into the building, seemingly before anyone answered the door.

[Name]'s e/c eyes stare into the door intensely.

Just who was that girl? Surely not another child of Karlheinz's, right? Do they get a sister now too? That's so... unfair.

The wind blew violently through the trees, and [Name] disappeared with the sway of branches; a scowl on his face.

[Name] had always been the curious type. That was something Richter had known since the boy had been birthed. But now.... he couldn't help but be concerned about his only child.

When he was young, [Name] was so gentle and meek; a quiet and impressionable boy who kept to himself most time. Though, that may have to do with the fact that Richter kept his existence from everyone. Almost everyone.

[Name] was only ten years old when Richter introduced the two, but he didn't expect his son to grow so attached. The young boy liked her so much, that he had turned to his father and asked him, "Papa, is this my mother?". And the look of utter despair when he had to tell him no. That she was already wed with her children that she had with the boy's very uncle. [Name] looked so utterly defeated. His heart completely shattered into millions of tiny pieces.

The charcoal-blonde-haired man tried his absolute best to comfort his son. He should've known not to let them meet; [Name] never had a mother figure after all. He had a mother, yes. A beautiful vampire noblewoman of the family Lucifuge whom Richter had fallen head over heels in love with. One he had made sure not to introduce to Karlheinz for fear that she would be taken by his status as the king and his promiscuous ways.

The two had a long-running fling, though it ended shortly after his love became pregnant and birthed their child. She had then informed him that she was promised to someone else, that the two would be wed the next year and he would certainly reject her if he had discovered that she had carried and bore the child of another man.

She rejected her newborn son, "If only he was never born, we could continue our forbidden union. But with pity, I shall grace him with a name.". That's what she said to him as she gathered all of the gifts of lavish gowns and glittering jewels that he had once so selflessly given her. "[Name]. That is what he shall be called." Were the last words she had ever uttered in their general direction.

Richter thought he would never love again, but he always was quite faint of heart and it continued to beat longingly as it hung on his sleeve.

There's something glittering in the trees...

A key....How interesting....

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