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dddevilsadvocate · 2 months ago

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I am back with another NSFW request!!!

I have a go-to horny fic on AO3 that details what the brothers masturbate to but I have never been able to find anything else like it. So I give you my ask:

Can you do another series (lol as if you dont have like 4 going on at once rn) of what the brothers (plus Sim, Barb, and Dia) masturbate to? Like fantasies they have about Mc.

Or if thats too much (I know I'm a lot lol) can you just do some headcannons? >:3 tyty!

I am still cackling over the fact that you were just waiting for me to open my requests to send me this. Literally recieved it a minute after I opened requests.

I think I know which series you're talking about! It is pretty damn good but I've also not seen anything quite like it. I would be honored to take on the request and make it more of a short fic series, but it may be a while before I do that. For now, let me offer you some headcanons to satiate the horny need. 🤣

Masturbation Headcanons

Fandom: Obey Me!

Genre: SMUT, 18+

Written for GN!Mc (if genitals are mentioned i will describe both)

Cw: masturbation is the overall theme here, but there's details related to sexual fantasy, including kink (bondage, exhibitionism, praise, body worship, S&M, degredation, cuckholding, size, corruption, mutual masturbation, impact play, role playing, hairpulling), oral sex (facefucking, both swallowing and spitting), unprotected sex (finishing inside), panty stealing, group sex, anal, use of toys (vibrators, cock rings, anal plugs, etc), mentions of pornography.

Here's a link to the series I'm doing based off this ask

MINORS PLEASE DONT INTERACT.

Let's change up the order for once, shall we?

Solomon 💋

He usually doesn't have time to jerk off all that often- or rather, he doesn't put forth the effort into making time for it on a regular basis....but when he does he goes all out

He will often use magic to conjur up metaphysical hands and holes to do the work for him.

Not that he would be opposed to a good old-fashioned jerk, its just easier to engage in his fantasies this way.

He often will fantsize about a threesome with You and Asmodeus where he exhibits most of the control.

He would probably enjoy having you and Asmo service him at the same time, tongues lapping desperately around his cock as you fight for his praise.

Or maybe he would imagine taking you doggy style while Asmo is forced to wait his turn while watching, then switching places with Asmo and watching him rail you in whatever position he can think of.

He likes a good mixture of having gratifying power and being out of control.

Each session leaves him feeling satiated, but oddly empty- and he knows some day he will actually have to make this fantasy come true.

Simeon 💋

Another individual who doesn't necessarily indulge in himself very often, mostly due to lust being a sin that is forbidden for him.

However, after he meets you, all bets are off as he finds his hands trailing south more and more often when his mind is wandering

Because of the shame he likely experiences as a result of masturbating, he will likely do it only when he has ensured privacy- like in the bath or the shower

Which isn't necessarily a problem for him, as he often likes imagining you're bathing with him.

His thoughts usually start off mild- where he just imagines you two washing each other. He especially likes the image of his hands exploring the curvature of your hips and yours tracing over his pectorals.

After he really gets turned on though...

He can get very aggressive if he really let's himself loose, and that bleeds into his fantasies. During these fantasies, he often imagines fucking your face, grasping your hair firmly in his hands while he thrusts wildly into your throat. His movements are wild and erratic- often producing some small amounts of pain that twist with the pleasure.

If he's in the mood for something softer, he will imagine you touching yourself while he does the same, really relishing in how closely he gets to observe you work yourself over while he slowly pumps his own cock in rhythm to your movements.

He often likes to imagine painting your face and body in his cum, finding it spurring him on in riding out his orgasm as your imaginary form licks your lips eagerly.

Afterwards, he will feel extremely guilty, and may struggle to look you in the eye the next time you see him.

Belphegor 💋

Belphie gets himself off more often than he'd ever admit, but usually its during sleep. It typically occurs a few times per week, give or take depending on his stress level.

His dreams are so vivid and realistic, especially the sexual ones. He often doesn't even need to touch himself at all in order to cum- but sometimes he will subconsciously stroke his dick.

He's a lazy bastard, so he often imagines you fully doing most of the work.

Typically he imagines you starting with a strip tease while he watches on, his election growing fuller with each sway or snap of your hips as your clothes are discarded.

Then he would imagine you working him over with your hands, and then your mouth, and then easing yourself onto his throbbing cock.

And at this point, he's probably cum a few times. Belphie's got wild stamina and can last quite a few rounds.

If you have breasts, he will enjoy imagining you fondle them roughly.

The only thing he will do is play with you while you ride him...(a) rubbing tight, quick circles on your clit as you bounce on his length // (b) stroking your cock rigerously as you bounce on his length.

He loves imagining you worshiping his body and how good it feels to fuck him, and if he gets enough of that praise he may not be able to get it out of his head after he wakes up.

Sometimes he will need to get himself off again when he wakes up because the releases he got during his slumber just weren't enough. Usually, he'll go to using a toy (usually a vibrating cock ring) to do the trick.

Beelzebub 💋

Beelzebub probably masturbates a decent amount, given how much adrenaline he has going through him on a regular basis.

He has definitely popped a boner during his weight training on more than one occasion, maybe due to the fact that he usually jerks off after a work out.

Before meeting you, he usually just got off as a form of loosening up his muscles and coming down off of the adrenaline high without any real "fantasies" to go along with them.

After meeting you though, he began jerking off more to thoughts of you.

At first, he was a bit sheepish about it, and would just get off to images of your nude boy- always in more natural and mundane positions. Whether it be you bending over in front of him, lying down with your legs spread,, or just stretching.

As time went on though, he really found a niche fantasy that is his go-to for times where he's masturbating in a more indulgent way.

He imagines fucking you missionary at a slow, sensual pace, enjoying watching you take his size so well. He likes to hear you tell him how good he makes you feel , and praising him for his skill in love-making.

The fantasy always ends with him kissing you passionately as he cums inside, filling you up to the point where your combined fluids overflow out of you.

Because he often makes a mess of himself, he usually prefers masturbating in the shower, but will often find himself indulging in his burning desires in the middle of the night after he wakes up from a suggestive dream.

Asmodeus 💋

It goes without saying that Asmo masturbates quite a bit. And while he does seek out sexual partners more than any one, sometimes only he knows how to please himself best.

He doesn't have a specific pattern, its kind of whenever the need pops up. Sometimes he masturbates more than 5 seperate times in a day depending on how bad the lust is at any given time.

He prefers being able to really set the mood- lighting candles, laying out various toys to use, putting on mood music or a favorite porn video, etc.

After meeting you, his fantasies will pretty much exclusively involve you, and the content will often depend on his mood.

If he's feeling more submissive and masochistic, he likes to imagine you as a dominatrix- dressed in a tight leather suit with sharp heels. He especially loves fantasizing about you tying him up, calling im a whore, spitting on him, using impact tools, etc. Often the fantasy ends in you taking him in your hand and finishing him off, not even giving him the satisfaction of being fucked. He tries to simulate it as best he can, using whatever tools and magic he can to get himself off while being bound, and often times finds himself cumming very, very quickly.

If he's feeling more dominant and soft, he loves imagining taking his time exploring your body, giving you the most euphoric sex you'd probably ever experienced. He'd imagine drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you, absolutely worshiping your body at every step of the way. He finds this fantasy harder to simulate, and this one often requires him to really immerse himself in his mind while he slowly pumps his cock to the lewd sounds he imagines you'd make.

He has absolutely had more than just these two scenarios happen, but these tend to be the most commonly experienced fantasies he has.

Frankly, I dont think there isn't a single thing Asmo hasn't fantasized about in relation to you.

Satan 💋

Satan is another who probably doesn't get off all too often, but there would be the occasional sex scene in one of his novels that would really get him in the mood.

Often times he reads smut in the form of dirty romance novellas while jerking off, finding it often way more tasteful than porn- especially because he's a cheesy romance lover at heart.

After meeting you, his habits don't really change at all except for the fact that he imagines both you and him in the scenarios of the smut he reads now, rather than just reading it and imagining the characters.

The only other addition to his masturbation routine is a cock sleeve, which he will use and imagine that his thrusting into you instead of his hand- it adds to the fantasy.

He will often start off slow, really easing himself into the setting and the environment the story displays. Immersion is important to him, so he often takes time picking out the smut he reads.

Satan usually jerks off in his bed, feeling its usually be the best setting to feel immersed.

Again, he likes very intimate and romantic stories, so if he gets something too raunchy or aggressive by accident, he may stop in the middle of jerking off and take some time to find a different book/fic (often painfully hard and annoyed while he does so). Satan really loves to imagine sweeping you off your feet, so he won't settle for any less than that.

He will sometimes switch it up when he is in the mood to bottom or if he's bored of his typical habit. The only other toy that he owns is an anal plug, and he often uses it while stroking his cock to thoughts of you fucking him in the ass in the same sensual way he would fuck you.

While Satan doesn't do the latter often, he cant help but notice he cums a little harder during these jerk-sessions.

Leviathan 💋

He probably masturbates more than most of his brothers, except Asmo and Mammon- but he watches so many different types of anime and plays so many different games you cannot convince me that he's gone through all of them without any period of feeling aroused.

Levi owns a few different types of pornography in the form of games and movies/videos, as well as various smutty Mangas (he keeps them in a locked cabinet though, of course).

Levi always feels guilty when he's watching something dirty and his thoughts shift to you, often producing visuals of you in the same circumstances of what he's watching.

His favorite fantasies of you involve him being in control, but he knows that they're not realistic. He's too embarrassed to ever take the reins on anything like that, but that's why its called a fantasy, right?

He loves to imagine you in various different fantasy settings...such as in a mideavel setting where you're a captured princess and he's a knight who comes to save you. His reward would be a night of passionate lovemaking, where he would bend you in any position he could, cumming multiple times within both the fantasy and in real life.

Levi also loves imagining you in different outfits and lingerie, sometimes even drawing you in the outfits he imagines. He keeps them in a special sketch book (stained from impatience after being too turned on by his artwork) that is locked away in the cabinet with the rest of his sexual belongings.

Levi has a few different toys- his favorite being a particualr cocksleeve because its color reminds him of your favorite outfit.

In addition to the fantasy, he also gets off on the idea of you walking in on him and finding him right in the middle of jerking off. Something about it adds an edge of excitement, though he would never actually leve his door unlocked for fear that Mammon or one of his other brothers would barge right in.

Mammon 💋

Mammon masturbates about once per day, give or take- which is more than any of his brothers except Asmo. Usually its right before bed, when his thoughts are bouncing all over the place.

Sometimes its a distraction for the more negative thoughts he experiences, other times its because his thoughts have turned sexual faster than he can realize.

After meeting you, the latter happens way more often.

Mammon really likes porn, often finding that his thoughts- if left unguided- kind of go all over the place, and he distracts himself too easily. Having the video as a guide helps him center himself in his fantasies, though he is very particular about what type of porn he watches.

Hes not as picky as Satan, but he has particular genre that he likes- and that's corruption kink porn. Something about the loss of innocence really turns him on.

In line with this, Mammon developed a particularly bad habit that he would be completely devastated by if you ever caught him. That being- he will occasionally steal underwear from you to use as the object of his jerk-sessions.

He hates that he needs them to finish himself off, but he can't help but completely melt in the moment when he wraps the underwear around his cock as he strokes, the scent of you on him making him so much more aroused than ever before. He would make sure to clean them thoroughly if he returns them...which thus far he hasn't done.

Mammon owns a few vibrators and an anal plug that he will sometimes use when he jerks off, but often times he forgets that he has them until he's nearly shooting ropes all over himself.

Mammon prefers jerking off in bed, as it always gives him the option to throw a blanket over himself if someone tries to interupt- which is often because he's pretty damn loud. Sometimes he puts Asmo to shame with how loud his moans are.

Lucifer 💋

Another one who doesn't masturbate too often, but it does occur more than he would ever care to admit- particularly after meeting you.

Lucifer often finds himself masturbating most often in his study, given its where he has the most privacy if you're not there with him, but its not what he'd prefer. He would ideally like to jerk off in bed, where he can just fall asleep right after finishing.

But for some reason, he's gotten into the nasty habit of feeling overwhelmed with paperwork, taking a break, letting his mind wander too much, and then being thrown into a fantasy of bending you over his desk.

He tries to ignore it and go back to work, but he ultimately just can't resist taking his cock out and stroking it hard and fast until he makes a mess of himself.

It doesn't help having you closer to him now than ever before. Any time you approach him when he's trying to push back the images of you begging him to fuck you, he often snaps at you. He doesn't mean it, he's just so painfully erect and would be a complete pitiful mess if you found out about it.

Sometimes he wonders what you would do if you ever caught him jerking off so aggressively, and that will sometimes feed into his fantasy. He sometimes puts a spell on his office door so that only you may enter, it being locked to all others- especially if he's feeling bold.

He loves imagining you worshiping his body and praising his sexual prowess, the thoughts often making him handle himself rougher as he approaches an orgasm

In turn, he imagines how beautiful your body would look, and how you would display it for him. He loves imagining you in lingerie, and he loves imagining tearing it off of you. He would worship your body in turn, telling you how beautiful you are as he thrusts wildly into you. He doesn't really have a go-to fantasy that he particularly enjoys, though these features are typically present.

Hes taken to keeping a spare garbage can and a few extra sets of clothes in his office just in case the mess is too much...because there have been times where he was questioned about where his shirt went during one of your check-ins on him during a particularly late night of work.

Diavolo 💋

Diavolo doesn't really masturbate much, though partially this is because he always runs the risk of being walked in on by one of the little Ds or Barbatos at any time.

That doesn't mean he doesn't feel the desire to do it though. If he could, he would be jerking off as often as Mammon is. He typically only finds the right amount of privacy when he's showering, or in the dead of night when everyone else is asleep and the castle is still...

Though he still needs to be cautious. If he makes too loud of a sound, he runs the risk of being walked in on to ensure his safety. He often needs to gag himself or cover his mouth to prevent this. He can be quite loud, especially when he cums.

He often likes to fantasize you riding him, and enjoys imagining the difficulty you have trying to accommodate his size. Obviously he's not so big that you can't take him...but the initial strain really spurs him on.

Diavolo doesn't own any toys due to the fact that they would be easily found by someone, and he wants to spare them and himself the embarrassment. However, he often fantasizes about using various toys. He melts at the idea of having anal beads ora dildo used on him, and he nearly cums on the spot when imagining a remote-controlled vibrator used on you.

Diavolo is also fond of the idea of bondage, and also fantasizes about binding you, or having you bind him, and then having whoever in control use the other to their desires. He loves imagining you in strappy leather attire that barely covers your delicate parts.

Given his status, he's limited in his ability to have sexual partners, so he can't just go pick someone up from the club like Asmo can. But with you...well, there's a chance- if you'd give it to him...

Barbatos 💋

Barbatos honestly doesn't really see the appeal in masturbation. He mostly understood it as a natural biological urge that could be ignored with sheer willpower, and treated it as such.

That is...until you came along, and now he's getting painful erections left and right that ache until he takes care of them.

On one hand, its a huge nuisance. Typically it only happens when you've been around the castle a lot, and you've been occupying every inch of his thoughts.

But on the other hand...he's actually found he is less stressed these days with how much masturbating helps ease his muscle tension. He still doesn't do it often, but does find himself indulging if he's had an especially stressful day.

His go-to fantasy is usually having you go down on him while he works in the kitchen or kneeling in front of him while he sits and pours himself some tea during a break.

Unlike Simeon, he let's you work with him as you like, finding that having a lack of control over your actions is oddly soothing. Often times he imagines you massaging his thighs as you suck him off, trying your best to get him to relax into your touch.

When Barbatos is close to cumming, he likes to imagine you pulling away and holding your mouth open with your tongue out. Barbatos loves watching as you eagerly await his seed as he finishes into your mouth.

He doesn't care whether you swallow or spit, instead having preference for imagining you cleaning everything off and adjusting his clothes so it was as if nothing happened.

Something about being taken care of in that way sends shivers down his spine.

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dddevilsadvocate · 2 months ago

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Morning Surprise

Characters: Demon Brothers x GN Reader

Word Count: 2.4k+

Rating: Mature

Tags: fluff, kissing, erections, fade-to-black, suggestive

A/N: My first request back! Thought I'd go with something fun. There's no explicit smut but it is quite suggestive. Hope y'all enjoy!

Summary: Your favorite Demon Brother wakes up with you in his arms - and morning wood between his legs. What will happen next? Well...

[link to original request]

Lucifer, ever the prideful demon, can't help the smile on his face when he wakes up and looks down, only to see you safely asleep in his arms.

Ah, yes. The two of you had spent your first night together - not doing anything scandalous, just peacefully sleeping together. Although, he also couldn't help the way that smile ceased when he noticed the situation happening between his legs. He didn't notice his morning wood at first, due to the fact that you had your leg slung over him in your slumber - you were the only thing he noticed. But now a small seed of insecurity has been implanted into the back of his mind. What would you think, waking up to such an intrusion? Surely, the Avatar of Pride should be able to maintain control of himself, even his autonomic bodily functions. He wants to be nothing short of perfect in your eyes, even if that means going to extreme lengths to control the impossible. He's practically ready to get out of bed and start working on a plan forward - that is until he looks down into those sweet eyes of yours, and realizes you're awake. His moment of insecurity is fleeting, deciding that the state he's in is natural, and nothing to be ashamed or afraid of. You are his lover, after all. He leans down to steal a kiss from your lips, that cheeky smirk on his face after he pulls away.

"Good morning, my love. It seems as though you've stirred something within me," he said, before he leaned back down to start lightly nipping at your neck. You won't be making it out of his bed anytime soon, that's for sure. Quite scanadalous, indeed.

The first morning the two of you spend together, Mammon wakes up with an adorably dopey smile on his face. He's so happy to be cuddled up with his human, all cozy and warm, that he doesn't even notice the situation in his sweatpants at first. As he regains his consciousness, the feeling between his legs connecting to his brain, his eyes widen and he throws the covers off as he jumps out of the bed. You're barely even rubbing your eyes, muttering out his name in a questioning tone, when you hear the sound of your bathroom door slamming. You're wide awake now - yet so is he. Asking him questions through the door is just met with his signature brand of denial as he shouts at you to "GET BACK TO BED, STUPID HUMAN!!" You roll your eyes and grumble, opting to just go back to sleep and figure it out later. Luckily for Mammon. He doesn't need you getting the wrong idea - he's the Great Mammon after all! And no, he totally doesn't have a huge crush on you. The last thing he needs is such an awkward situation with the human he isn't crushing on.

The next time it happens though, he doesn't have quite the same reaction. You two are much closer than you were the last time, and he'll be damned if he's gonna hop out of your bed early. You wake up and he immediately steals a kiss, a blush already on his cheeks - and it doesn't take you long to figure out why. Giggles escape your lips if you ask Mammon if that gift is meant for you, which turns into full on laughter as his blush deepens and he stammers out his denials. And then, he gives you this look - an innocent lil puppy dog eye'd look with those shining gold-and-blue orbs of his. Always greedy for you, he doesn't even have to say the words. You already know what he wants.

"Treasure, please," is all you'll get from him. Which is all you need to hear, anyways. This greedy demon is eager to take anything you can give him.

Why oh why can't he just melt into the floor? At that current moment, Leviathan felt cursed. He finally got to spend the night cuddling with his Player 2, and THIS is the state he wakes up in?! He feels like the grossest lowlife to ever walk the realm. If Father could just send some lightning straight down here and take him out, he'd be oh so grateful. Because how the hell is he possibly going to deal with this?! You were currently laying on top of him, snuggling with him in his bath-bed and tangled up in his tail. The level of gymnastics needed to escape from your hold and this room far surpasses an Olympic level feat. And when he looks down at his chest to see you looking back up at him, he swears his demonic heart actually stopped. The scream emitted from his room could be heard all the way from the Demon Lord's Castle, as well as the subsequent slamming of his door. You are just left laying alone in his room in bewilderment as your ears ring.

It takes quite a bit of time for Leviathan to get over this whole incident. It actually starts to bum you out how long he's kept himself locked away in his room this time, refusing to talk or even come down for meals. His Brothers thought it was funny at first, but now that they see you upset, they take it upon themselves to chat with him. It doesn't work at first, until Mammon kicks down his door himself. Then, one by one, they stop by to chat with little success. It isn't until Lucifer stops by for an earnest pep talk that the Avatar of Envy finally comes around.

When it finally comes time to hang out again, Levi opts to pretend the whole thing never happened. Unluckily for him, it happened again. He's ready to have another mental breakdown, but you're determined to prevent that - you love him, and it's really not a big deal. You were never mad, or creeped out, it just happens. As you cradle his blushing cheeks with your lil human hands, you whisper words of reassurance to your Lord of Shadow.

"I-I-I-Uhhhh-" is all he can stammer out in reply, until you shut him up with those soft lips of yours. He'll have to write you a message later - for now, you have him pushed back into his bath-bed, ready to take the lead and conquer him like an adventure quest.

Laying in his bed with you, surrounded by his books as you sleep in his arms, Satan lies awake with his emerald eyes staring at the ceiling. This wasn't the first time he was experiencing this issue. He had read plenty about it, to the point that he knows it's an autonomic function of his body. And yet, he can't help but to feel a bit ashamed of himself, as if he had any control of it at all - as if he were gentlemanly enough to be able to stop it from happening. He's better than this - a thought that sounds eerily like the words of someone he loathes, and now he's even more irritated with himself. Ugh, how could he have not seen this as a possible outcome?! While one of his arms is wrapped around you, the other lays by his side as he grips the bed-sheet so hard that his knuckles changes shades. He needs to come up with a plan to make a quiet escape so he can go calm down. He could probably slip out of bed fairly easily, the only problem being the mountains of books creating obstacles all around his room. He knows these book piles like the back of his own hand, and yet his anger clouds his mind. He highly doubts he'd be able to make a clean escape.

Before he can start to peel the sheets back, he feels you stirring from your sleep. You look up at him to see a bright blush on his cheeks, clearly avoiding eye contact with you. With a light giggle, you ask Satan whats wrong, and he begins to rapidly apologize while info-dumping everything he's read about the subject. About two-thirds of the way through his rambles, you simply cut him off with a kiss. When you pull away, you swear you see sparkles in those sage orbs of his. You break the kiss and start to pull at the drawstrings of his pajama pants, a tiny giggle escaping your lips. A light blush coats his cheeks, and all of the poetry previously ingrained into his brain has now fled from his memories.

"Amazing," was all he could whisper, and he is most definitely talking about you. He'll have to express his gratitude when he can regather his mind, but for now, he's happy to be locked in his room with you. This is one study session he plans to be absolutely rigorous about.

Already awake, yet pretending to still be asleep, Asmo is doing his best to keep a mischievous grin off of his pretty face. He was well aware of the situation happening between his legs, and he isn't fazed by it in the least. He's the Avatar of Lust, after all, and this is his arena! And he is perfectly comfortable pressing his morning arousal into the flesh of your thigh as he continues to pretend. Of course you begin to stir, slowly waking up and taking in your surroundings, immediately taking notice of Asmodeus. Your eyes scan his sleeping form, one of your hands gently rubbing his back as you feel him press himself into your leg once more. A small gasp escapes your lips, and before you know it, his gorgeous sunset eyes are staring up at you.

You greet each other with whispered greetings and soft kisses, Asmo nuzzling your neck as he waits for you to bring up his arousal. You're a bit used to this - it's Asmodeus, after all, so none of this is really surprising. What was surprising, however, was how coy he was acting with you when you finally breached the subject. "Who, meeee~?! ♡" in that signature sing-song voice of his, as you look at him with a deadpan expression. He busts out into a fit of giggles, showering you with little kisses, before his kiss transforms into something a bit more sensual. His lips on your neck, his hands trailing your curves. You know exactly where this is going, but it's one of the many things you love about your Asmo.

"Do I even have to ask, darling~? ♡" His lips softly trail as he slides down your body, and you mentally prepare for the marathon of euphoria your lover is about to experience with you - and how it may cause you to ruin yet another set of silk sheets. Just another day being in love with the Avatar of Lust!

Now, you were quite used to snuggling up with the giant demonic teddy bear that is Beelzebub. Ever since Lucifer tried to 'punish' you by making you live with Beel temporarily, the two of you enjoyed sharing a bed and cuddling up at night. It seemed to be an average evening - you had retired with Beel to his room after dinner, ready to cozy up and drift off in his arms as the two of you watch his favorite show, Barbeque Life. What wasn't average, however, was the way in which you were awakened the following morning. See, the funny thing about sharing a bed with Beel is that you no longer need to set your own alarm clock - the roar of his rumbling stomach is more than sufficient to wake both of you up in the morning. But this morning was different. This morning, something rather stiff poked into your side, jarring you awake from your dreams.

It takes you a moment to fully wake up and realize what was happening - that Beel's other hunger could possibly be making itself known on this early Devildom morning. Although it could be nothing, it doesn't take you too long to find out. Soon enough, Beel is waking up as well, and you can tell he's certainly in a mood. With rosy cheeks and bashful eyes, he's looking at you with that same sparkle he has at the buffet line. Whatever he must have been dreaming about - and it certainly wasn't cheeseburgers - has clearly made him ravenous with lust. Always a gentleman, he takes your hand and presses a kiss to your knuckles, before kindly asking if he may proceed. He's so adorable that you answer him with a kiss, throwing your arms around his neck before he pulls you closer.

"Y'u tas- sssoooo g'd," he mumbles between kisses, as if his mouth was full, "I luv y'u s' muhh."

Beel always loves having sweets for breakfast.

Oh, Belphegor. That bratty little sloth demon. He sure does have a way of getting exactly what he wants - something that no one in this household would deny. You were starting to think he had planned this entire situation. He can control dreams after all, so it wouldn't shock you if he was creating lust-filled dreams in order to cause this to happen on purpose. One snap of his fingers and he's in the middle of a sex scene - and you can only imagine who his partner was. All so he could wake up and pester you with those pouty purple eyes of his, while he presses his hardened member into your side.

At first he feigns innocence and ignorance, wanting you to be the one to use your words to point it out - he'd do anything to get you flustered. That is, until you call him out on it - that you're sure of what he was doing in his dreams. He pouts, he whines, he blames you completely for it all - for his dream, and for his arousal. You're not really gonna make him beg are you? He'll just pretend to go back to sleep. His pouty eyes turn serious, a glint of threat glimmering in his purple orbs, and you can't help but to let out a laugh and steal a kiss. You can feel the tenseness leave his body as he melts back into your arms, getting comfortable as he returns your kiss with passion. You can feel his fangs lightly nip your bottom lip as you pull away for air, the poutiness returning to his face as he looks at you incredulously.

"Well, you're gonna help me, right?!" Turns out there's more than one way for the Avatar of Sloth to keep you in bed all day.

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dddevilsadvocate · 3 months ago

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gnawing at the bars of my enclosure. eating drywall. kicking and screaming and crying. I need him I need him I need him rrAH

#obey me #obey me leviathan #obey me levi #om leviathan #I'm so normal about him you guys

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casually nsfw

poly!mc + brothers

word count : 2.k

warnings : nsfw (obviously)

synopsis : having to be in the confines of your room(s) for every little thing doesn’t apply if you’re being shared between all 7 of them

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dddevilsadvocate · 3 months ago

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4. and now I’m covered in you

Leviathan x gn!AFAB!reader

a/n: wow she's alive. who woulda thunk it lol I'm gonna try and smash some more of this out so we can get to the penetrative bit (Idk what else to call it) sooner unless y'all are cool with the foreplay? I feel like Levi's the kind of guy who needs a lot of time to get ready to actually be inside of someone but I also understand being impatient. let me know!

THIS IS VERY NSFW MINORS GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE

CW: self-indulgent smut (unprotected vaginal sex, dry humping, fingering), loss of virginity

the question takes a moment to sink into your brain. getting him to come out of his shell has been your entire goal and yet it feels like a joke when he finally does. you nod, offering him a kind smile.

“god yes, I would love that.” you can’t help but chuckle as his expression lights up. damned demon, always tugging at your heartstrings. he takes a moment to sit himself up, pressing his chest against yours. he nuzzles into the crook of your neck. his breath is hot against your skin. you arch instinctively into him. but then, he sighs, hesitating. you feel him graze his lips over your neck with the force of a feather in the breeze, and you impatiently weave your fingers through his hair.

that’s all the encouragement he needs. his attack is gentle at first. restrained. tentative, like he’s still afraid of doing something wrong. but as he nips at your neck, mirroring you from just moments prior, sending wave after wave of pleasure down your spine, you find yourself growing proud of his efforts.

your head rolls back. he migrates to your jaw, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses in his wake. you don’t notice how your hips have resumed their rhythm until he growls against your mandible. the noise is startling until you remember he’s a demon. slender fingers grip at your waistline. sharp teeth brush below your earlobe. his forehead lands on your shoulder, hot breaths heavy on your chest.

a whimper escapes you. Levi moans in response; the noise vibrates against your jugular, where he drinks in a deep breath before peppering more kisses to your neck. you feel him attempt to suck - to lightly bruise you, to leave a signature right below the hinge of your jaw - but he stops. if he’s not sure of what to do, he doesn’t ask. if he’s afraid of harming you, he doesn’t apologise. he simply halts, still nestled against you.

“it’s okay, Levi,” you coo. “you can mark me. it won’t hurt.”

it takes him a second, but he obeys. he sucks again, harder this time, and you gasp.

“good boy.” you are breathless. you don’t have control over your own mouth. the bulge between his legs is placed perfectly between yours. you feel a pressure mounting there, and you know he feels it too.

he whines, letting the tender skin he’s just bruised fall from his lips. “if you keep t-talking like that, I won’t last,” he says, voice thick.

“I know.” your voice is a purr. “I promised to take care of you, didn’t I?”

you barely manage to choke back a moan as he trails his affection from your earlobe to the corner of your mouth. when his bottom lip slips between yours, locking you in a passionate kiss, you let your teeth come down around it. not enough to cause pain, but enough to send a jolt down his spine. he yelps. then he growls. then he pulls away, but only just. you feel his lips move against yours when he speaks:

“do that again.”

his voice is silk. you know he feels you smirk. you trap his bottom lip again - as gently as possible - and tug. the noise you draw from his throat is delicious. you tug again before freeing him, but when you dive for another go, he tilts his face away. your teeth graze his jawline instead, and he shivers. excitement drives you to nip a trail down his neck. your intentions are clear, and he squirms underneath you when he recognises them.

he whispers your name. you hesitate for a split second before you take the skin of his neck between your teeth. harder this time. not much harder… but hard enough. Levi’s hips buck against yours. he squeaks, weaving his fingers through your hair.

“ah! f-f…“ he swallows his own words. you run your tongue across the skin you’ve marked - and suddenly his hands are on your shoulders, shoving you off. before you can ask what’s wrong, he chuckles. he’s breathless too. “I’m really… I’m really close. I don’t want this t-to be over so quickly.”

your mouth opens, but you don’t get a chance to reply. Levi’s hands snake up your thigh, underneath the hem of your pyjama shorts until he can graze his fingertips over the dips of your pelvis. he peers up at you, the dusky sky in his eyes shining through his lashes. that darkness - the predator you’ve only caught glimpses of before - has returned to his moon-shaped pupils. “can these come off now?”

fuck.

you are frozen. Levi’s gaze is like a hand around your throat. you’ve never seen his eyes filled with such lust before, and he’s abandoned all efforts to hide it now. he’s no longer just looking at you. he’s observing you.

the situation finally sinks through your skull. you’re straddling a demon - the third most powerful Prince of Hell. the Leviathan. immeasurably stronger than anything you’ve ever encountered. the way he’s staring, like a snake waiting to unhinge its jaw and swallow you whole… you should be frightened. you should be terrified. you should be running.

but instead, you’re nodding. “hell yes they can,” you’re whispering. you’re biting your lip as he drags your shorts down to your knees. you’re leaning on one knee to free the other from the fabric. you’re leaning in towards him, watching him fling the garment across the room. you’re moaning as he grips your thighs.

“for the record,” you pant, “that was another one of your nerdy little shortcuts.”

Levi smirks. you feel his fingers sneak to the hem of your panties, but as they brush the lace, his face falls. he dares to glance down at where his hands are; you watch as his expression fills with defeat. he wants to touch you. desperately. he can probably smell your own desperation, but he has no idea where to direct his desire.

you lean forward, pressing your forehead to his again. “you wanna touch me?” he nods without a shred of hesitation. kissing the tip of his nose, you gently lift your hips away from his and shoo his hands from your thighs. he starts to protest, but when you hook your hands behind your back and undo your bra, he falls silent. when you lean to the side and slide your panties off your leg, throwing it where your shorts are, he chokes on his own gasp.

“o-oh.” he takes a second to drink the sight of you in, letting the image of your bare form burn into his retinas. when his gaze reaches yours, you smile.

“time to put those talented fingers to work, hmm?”

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