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[cupcakeasuka]

Beel in heat wanting to mate/breed with fMC. It gets spicy and fun;) love your writing so much that you could probably say I’m addicted🖤

This turned out to be way longer than I intended it to be lol

Warning: NSFW, Breeding kink, mating, c*m dump, biting

Heat ( BEELZEBUB X F!READER )

The hot Devildom air was nothing new to him. Having lived here for the past few millennia, he was used to the heat that grazed his skin every day. The clothes that would stick to him due to the sweat… it was nothing new. 

But it was different today. 

It was different every year, but much different this year. Usually, he would deal with it himself; hed drown himself in food and hand movements, or maybe take a random demon for himself. This year that wouldn't work. This year he had someone that… touched him in a different way. That he needed in a different way. 

It was primal, the need to make you his washing over him all while his hand rubbed over the growing bulge in his pants. He groaned at the feeling, bucking his hips into his own hand as sweat collected on his forehead. It was bothersome and he hated it, hated how needy he got. 

He rubbed his horns against the wall, trying to distract himself from the thoughts that entered his mind. The image of you below him, legs spread and pussy on display, ready to take his seed.... Another groan escaped him as his hand worked to undone his pants, letting them fall to the floor and stepping out of them. 

The room was dark, the light outside barely illuminating it. The faintest light shone on his body. His other hand came up to rub over his chest, his own nails digging into the flesh. Suddenly, a knock on the door pulled him out of his thoughts. An inhuman growl escaped his lips; a growl any of his brothers wouldve recognized, but you didn't. "Beel…?" God that soft, sweet little voice of yours…. And then you said his name! 

He could hear the door starting to open; had he forgotten to lock it? "dont!" It was a snarl, something he didnt mean to come out as harshly as it did, but you didn't even listen. The light of the hallway flooded into the room, bringing your face into his view. His eyes were dark, his own arousal growing at the sight; he needed you to leave. "Don't! Y-you need to leave…" he growled out, sending you into a frozen state. "Are you… Are you alright?" Oh no… not concern. Not with that innocent voice. 

"Leave!" He didnt mean to yell but there's no way he could hold back much longer. Not with his dick twitching in his pants like that and your sweet scent hitting his nostrils. You jumped back at his outburst, but didn't leave the room. Instead, you fully entered and closed the door behind you, something you came to realize was a mistake… or was it? 

The minute he heard the door close, he quite literally threw you onto his bed, trapping you beneath him. His face buried deep within your neck; that scent… 

"B-beel….?" Yes. Yes. Say it again… his name. "You smell so good, (Y/N).... I can't…" he groaned, grinding his hips over yours. You could feel his hard erection against your clothed inner thigh, the pyjamas barely providing any coverage. "I can't hold back…" he breathed out, pulling his face away to smash his lips onto yours. He was hungry, hungry for you. You moaned against his lips, feeling him grind against you. He almost whined at your reaction. 

His hand moved down your pyjama pants, underneath your panties to feel your very core… "you're starting to get wet…." He stated, as if it wasnt obvious. "I want to… I need to…" he scrunched his eyes shut, letting out a shudder of a breath as his fingers felt the slickness between your legs. "(Y/N)... Spread your legs." He looked down at you, watching your confused, pleasured face as you spread your legs for him. He tore those pants off of you, not caring about those panties either. 

It was a whiff of your arousal and he rubbed his clothed dick over the mattress. He looked down, watching your pussy clench around his finger; he licked his lips at the sight. Is that how you'll clench around his cock? When you cum? Will you… take all of him? 

He pulled his hand away, "I'm… I'm going to take you." It was a statement, still he gave you the option to run now by hesitating, but why would you want to run? Instead, you spread your legs further, your hands tugging on his boxers. It was as if you were in heat yourself. Beelzebub growled again, getting rid of the pesky clothing article, his dick springing free. He is thick, leaking with precum, and you knew he'd fill you up. 

The demon above you didnt give you the chance to think about it for very long, pushing up against your entrance. "I'm sorry…" he whispered before pushing in, throwing his head back at the feeling of you around his cock. A gaspy-whine escaped your mouth as he pushed in, filling you up to the brim. It hurt, to an extent, but it only added to the pleasure. 

His thrusts started out hard, not giving you the option to adjust to him. Every time he entered you, he made sure to go all the way, or, at least as far as it went. But he needed more. "Lift...lift your legs.." He growled, helping you push them up and over his shoulders; he wanted to hit deeper. 

Your moans filled the room, filled his ears, and it only spurted him on. He was merciless; long, powerful thrusts made sure to hit the deepest parts of you, causing your pussy to clench around him just like you did around his finger earlier. "(Y/N)..." He breathed out, leaning down to kiss your lips again. Your hands slid up the shirt he was still wearing, digging your nails into his abs. He groaned at the feeling, using swift movements to rid himself of it and letting you see all of him. 

His lips left yours, leaning down to bite and nibble on your neck. You turned your head, your hands moving up to his head to tug at his orange hair "Beel...zebub…" oh god that moan. His hips slammed into yours, his face scrunched up as he came inside of you. One of his hands held onto your legs, squeezing as his seed spurted inside of you, "gonna… hah… gonna keep filling you up…." He mumbled, his hips thrusting out his orgasm. "W-what.. Wai… oh god…!" You arched your back, meeting his hips. His thrusts were deep, pushing his cum deeper inside you. 

He groaned at the sight, your shirt riding up your stomach and he placed a hand over it. "Gonna fill you …. Up..!" His hips snapped forward, watching your stomach muscles tighten as his instinct took over. His cock was still rock hard and he was using you tonight, "until… you're bred…." He breathed out, his eyes glued on your now empty stomach, well… almost empty. It'll be filled up with his seed, until you take. 

[cupcakeasuka]

Solomon/MC rough sex where Solomon doms with a lot of degradation and dirty talk would be 👌 I don’t have any specific premise or set-up in mind, so sorry if that’s too vague!

Nope! I came up with this!

Warning: NSFW, slight magic play, degradation, dirty talk

I like you too ( SOLOMON X F!READER )

He's been giving you those eyes all day. The eyes that knew, or at least you called them that because you thought he knew. Lately, he's been all you ever thought about, like ever. During anything you did, he would always pop into mind. And maybe… maybe you wanted him to know. Maybe that was your goal every time your eyes lingered a little too long on his form, hoping that he'd catch you. 

And definitely every night as you pleasured yourself to the thought of him. It was quite exciting, the thought of having him walk in on you as your fingers rolled over your clit. "Solomon…" his name would roll off of your tongue so easily. 

But today it was worse. You could feel him staring daggers into your back in every class that you shared with him and it almost made you….uncomfortable. Did he actually know? Were you that obvious in your attraction toward him? 

You kept thinking about it at dinner that night, completely distracted by the possibility of him knowing to notice the food fight that almost happened. You even almost slipped in the shower after dinner because you were too distracted to notice the soap slipping out of your hands and onto the floor until you almost tripped on it. And then you went to bed and you could've sworn you felt a hand press up under your nightgown and you swiftly turned around to find an empty room. It's not unusual of Asmodeus to play pranks but… the room felt too empty for it to be him. 

With a frown, you laid down under the covers, staring at the ceiling. That odd feeling of someone touching you was back, crawling up your leg slowly. You tried to swat it away, gasping as it brushed over your core before retrieving. 

"So it is true…" you jumped up at the voice, watching Solomon emerge from the shadows. "S-solomon!? How did you get in here?" He chuckled quietly, stopping just short from your bed where he held up a textbook. "I wanted to return this, after you forgot it in class, but you werent in here so i decided to wait. In the meantime, I found some rather… interesting texts send between you and Asmodeus. I shouldn't have looked, but its not my fault your phone was unlocked." 

So much information and that tingling sensation between your legs was back, although you tried to ignore it. "D-did you read all of it…?" Solomon smirked, moving closer to you until he was hovering above you on the bed. "Do you feel that?" Feel what? So he did know… "thats my magic. I didn't do much, really. It's simply a little spell to know your deepest desires and right now…" he took his pointer finger and traced it over the blanket, between your legs until it stopped right at your core, "you desire me right here." 

Your face flushed with heat, your legs instinctively closing, although the invisible force was still there. "Youre so needy, (Y/ N). I can sense it. Tell me, how long have you… Thought of me?" Your eyes stared into his, seeing his hand come up and gently caress over your cheek. "N-not for long…." At least you didn't think it was that long? 

He climbed on top of you, attacking your waste before forcing you back against your pillows and trapping you with his hand. "Really? I think that's a lie." One of his hands travelled down, tracing over your clothed core before finding your exposed legs. "You look good in this, you know. But I can feel youre not wearing any underwear… were you about to get off to the thought of me?" 

You could tell it was turning him on too; you watched the bulge in his pants form as you nodded slowly, not daring to speak. He let out a breath he didnt know he was holding, his head dipping down to brush his lips against yours. "How would you like the real thing?" As his words progressed, you could feel his index slip underneath the gown, finding your soaking core. 

"I-i… would like that a lot…" you mumbled, desperate to feel his lips against yours but he pulled back again, only leaving his finger to run between your folds. "Youre so wet for me already and all I've done was talk up until now…" you swallowed a moan, wanting to retort and make him aware of his own erection but he shot you a look. "Youre desperate for me, (Y/N), admit it. You just want me to absolutely ruin you." 

You bit your lip, humming in response as he pushed his finger into you. "Y-yes….!" He laughed quietly, leaning back up to kiss you hard. "Do you even deserve it?" His finger was curling inside with every pump and you couldn't help the moan that escaped you. "Yes.. Yes i do..!" His other hand reached down to cup his bulge, rubbing over it "then beg.." 

Another finger entered you, his pumping becoming faster and you moaned out loud in response, taking a deep breath, "p-please Solomon… I want you… hah… so bad! Please.. For days, .. You've been on my mind.. God, please!" He laughed a little, pulling his fingers back to undo his pants, "you can be such a slut, you know that?" You took in another deep breath as he took his fingers back, your eyes fluttering down to watch him, although his stayed on yours. "Open." 

You nodded, pulling your gown up further as you spread your legs for him. He watched you open up, intently. Your dripping cunt was on display and he wanted nothing more than thrust right in. Your eyes turned dark with lust as you watched him pull his erection out of his pants, which he pulled down a bit more before he slid above you again. His eyes watched yours, which flicked back up as he positioned himself. You bit your lip in response, using your hands to spread your hole a bit as he pushed in. 

You gasped out in shock, throwing your head against the pillows as he filled you up. Solomon took your hands and pulled them above your head, holding them there with one of his as he thrusted in. "You clenched the minute I thrusted in… you just really want to keep me there, dont you, slut?" 

A whine escaped at his words, feeling his powerful thrusts inside of you; he didn't give you the satisfaction of slow love making when you were acting like this. "N-no… y-yes…!" You didnt even know anymore; the feeling of his dick inside of you, brushing past all the good spots too much. 

He laughed, pressing another rough kiss to your lips. "Youre already so incoherent and i haven't even fucked you good yet." His thrusts were hitting deeper as your legs wrapped around his waist. Your mouth was agape, letting out a heavy breath. "S-solomon…" This was better than what you imagine. You clenched around him, feeling his balls slap against your ass with every heavy thrust. "Such a whore… hah… youre enjoying this...maybe I should've found you sooner…" you groaned in response, arching your back. His eyes drifted to your chest, his hips slamming against yours as his dick twitched. "Do you want me..? To fill you up?" Your body's response was a tight clench. He moaned as a result, still pumping into you as he released your hands and steadied himself. 

You grabbed his face, kissing him roughly as he rocked your bed. At this point you were sure you woke up the whole house, but who cares. His hips slammed against yours again before his thrusts slowed, his cock twitching as it spurted his seed inside of you. "Hah…" this time it was him moaning against your lips, eagerly trying to hide his moans with hungry movements. Your walls pulsated around him, trying to gather everything until he pulled his softened cock out of you and fell beside you on the bed. 

For a while, you just laid there, panting and staring at the ceiling, at least until Solomon wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close. "Ah…. I like you too, by the way. I dont know if I made that obvious or not…" 

[cupcakeasuka]

Hello! I'd like to request Beel x Belphie x F!Reader with double vaginal, please. That previous DP fic where they were working up to it, OOF. And maybe squirting if you want? Thanks!

***REQUESTS ARE NOT OPEN THIS IS FROM LAST TIME***

I gave you not one, but two squirts. Also @belphies-cuhm-sluht wanted to be tagged as did @rensphilia I believe. Here ya go!

Warning: NSFW, threesome, squirting, double vaginal, oral

Sandwiched ( BEELZEBUB X F!READER X BELPHEGOR )

Being sandwiched between the twins was your favorite thing in the world. Belphie always made sure to share his pillow with you, and Beel’s whole body was so warm, that you never needed a blanket, although you guys still had one for added comfort. Usually, you guys spooned… kinda. Your face was buried in Belphie’s chest and Beel was spooning you from behind, or sometimes they switched roles. Other times Beel was on the bottom with you on top and then Belphie lying on top of you. Sounds uncomfortable, but is actually super nice! Whatever you guys choose to do, it always makes you feel warm, safe, and protected, and they made sure you always felt good before dozing off, even Belphie. The twins were your mountain of comfort, and you could never express how much they meant to you, even if you tried, and you did. Sexy times especially was when everyone got soft and spilled their feelings; don’t even get started about the pillow talk afterwards. It’s usually held with Beel, because Belphie gets tired and dozes off, although you will wake him back up for proper clean up. Nonetheless, you loved your two dorks and how much they both just… loved you. The attic sandwich is the only sandwich you would like, thank you very much. 

Of course, sometimes they did argue about you. It ranges from something silly like, “no, Belphie, it’s my turn to take (Y/N) out for ice cream.” To, “You’ve had her for 16 hours, 34 minutes, and 45 seconds, Beel. I’m taking her for myself tonight.” Both scenarios made you laugh, especially since they occur so frequently, but your favorite time was when you had both of them together. A wide smile would grace your face when you felt them both move in, taking either sides of your neck to kiss along before kissing the corners of your mouth. One of them would turn your head sooner or later to actually kiss, much to the dismay of the other, but they’d usually preoccupy themselves by leaving a deep red mark on your neck, for possessive purposes, of course. Both Beel and Belphie were quite possessive of you, seeing as one of them thought that he needed nothing more than you and his twin, and the other one agreed. 

“Stay still, (Y/N). You’re squirming too much…” They proved it in both words and actions. You were being reminded right now just whose you were, with Beel eagerly slurping between your legs as if it had been his last meal. Loud moans echoed off the walls as you squirmed against Belphie’s naked body, feeling his erection push up against your ass, “B-Beel…!” His tongue was just too good, licking and eating away at you like you were the best tasting pastry on this planet, and you were. It took every single ounce of strength you had to not just crush his head with your thighs, although he always held them close to him by his hands, anyway. 

He hummed against your heat, his mouth opening wide before closing around the little bundle of nerves to suckle on it. Your back arched off of Belphegor, his hand firm on your waist to keep you steady, “you’re close… I can feel it… Your body is tensing and I know you’re clenching around nothing right now… I know you, (Y/N).” He did, he was right. You were so desperate for Beel’s tongue, or anything really, inside of you right now. Your hips rolled against Beel’s face in need, in desperation. A tight grip in his hair begged him to move closer, to enter you with anything at all, “B-Belphie…” A gasp, shock. You felt him rub himself against your back, feeling his hardened cock leave streaks of precum on your naked skin. 

Close, you were so close, “B-Beel… I…!” He was still devouring you when you came, squirting into his mouth and on his face, but not that he minded. He happily licked it all up, not caring about the mess you made because he caused it, and he appreciated that. He felt proud of that. “Delicious… thank you for the meal.” A phrase he had learned to always use after eating you out, making you blush each time because of how silly it was, but he never showed any sign of amusement. He meant it. He’d lick you clean, kiss along your inner thigh as dark eyes looked back up at you. 

“My turn…” Belphie whispered into your ear and you felt him move you, his cock now poking at your entrance and slowly lowering you onto him, a needy moan escaping your lips. Your hands fell down, gripping the sheets as he filled you, your walls clenching around him seeing as you were still sensitive from just cumming, “Beel and I… we want to try something new…” His grip on your waist was tight, secure. He held you against his chest as he slowly thrusted in and out of you, groaning at the slickness, the wetness of your cunt when it wraps around him. “T-Try something new…?” Your mind was still gone from the previous orgasm Beel caused, barely recognizing that his fingers had pushed in right beside Belphie’s cock, pushing you open just a little bit further. 

“Yes…” it was Beel who spoke, watching his fingers disappear right beside Belphie almost in awe. He was genuinely curious if you could take it, but of course they’d stop if you were unable to. “We both want to be inside of you, (Y/N)...” Beel looked up at you right as you looked down, eyes confused for a moment before the added stretch to your cunt was made aware, “O-Oh… oh…” Neither of them were really sure if those noises were moans or realizations, but they both chuckled, with Belphie right in your ear, licking the shell of it, “is that okay…? We can stop if you can’t handle it.” he was teasing, just a little, trying to provoke you a bit so you would at least try. Lucky for him, it seemed to work, and you spread your legs a little wider in response, “N-No… no that’s fine. I want to try it…” Your head rolled back against Belphies shoulder, feeling his thrusts speed up momentarily before he pulled out a bit so just his tip was in. 

Beel waited, still scissoring you a bit after Belphie decided to stop, making sure you were at least a little more stretched out, “We’ll go slow.” The glutton smiled up at you, slowly crawling above you to grab his own cock and align it. Your eyes were trained on his chest in awe, loving the way his muscles formed and seemed to really compact, “I love you Beel..” The demon above you blushed slightly; even after having heard it thousands of times, he felt like a gooey puddle of mush. “I love you too…” He looked down, making sure only Belphie’s tip was in before one his other hand spread you a little further so he could move his own tip alongside it, groaning when it slowly seemed to fit, “s-so tight… Oh…!” You gasped out in surprise, feeling the stretch as your hands moved from gripping the sheets to gripping onto Belphie’s arm, which had moved down so his hand could roll over your clit, “sssh… I love you, too, you know? You’re doing good, (Y/N).” You nodded quickly, biting your lip as a moan escaped you from the stimulation to your clit. 

You felt full, to say the least. Beel wasn’t easy to take no matter how many times you took him, and although Belphie wasn’t quite as big, it definitely made a difference to have him there as well, “I.. I’m okay.. I think…” You were just breathing heavily, trying to control both the pain and excitement it brought you, and it really did. Beel moves first, pushing in just a little deeper before pulling back and repeating the motion. Belphie is staying still for now, not wanting to overwhelm you, but his fingers are still rolling over your clit, both movements making you moan out, “O-Okay… that’s not too bad…” You felt Belphie’s hot breath tickle your neck before he places soft kisses against it, lazily. “I’ll move too…” He found a slow rhythm with Beel; in, out, in, out… always after one another, never together.

It still felt like they were stretching you, and your teeth were still clenched in pain, but the added stimulation to your bundle of nerves along with Belphie’s kisses being so distracting along your neck, you couldn’t help but just moan out in the pleasure, letting it take over, “you’re so tight…” Beel’s teeth were gritted as he looked between your bodies to watch everything unfold between your legs, “Mhm… I can… feel everything..” Belphie’s words had you nod in agreement, your nails digging more into his arm as his movements on your clit sped up, “a-a little more… faster…” you practically begged, feeling both of them speed up and groan against you. Beel’s head dipped down so he could sloppily kiss your lips. You tasted yourself on him, hungrily but sloppily kissing away at the glutton, moving the arm that was not currently gripping Belphie’s up so you could pull him closer by his neck.

“I… I don’t think I can…” belphie started, groaning into your neck and letting his head fall down on your shoulder. He felt pathetic for having his cock twitch so soon, but you were so tight and clenching even more when he used his finger to stimulate you… it was almost too much for him. “I can’t hold back much longer…” He growled, not at you, but at himself. His hips snapped up hard, making you cry out and taking Beel off guard, his hips snapping forward too. Belphie moved a little faster, rolling and pinching your clit between his fingers as he came undone, his cum seeping around his cock as he filled you. His head fell back against the pillows, the arm around your waist holding you tightly as he continued to pleasure you. 

Your nails scratched over his arm at the sensation, sure to leave some marks. “C-Cum with me, (Y/N)...” Beel’s voice brought you back, his lips parted as he panted against your lips. You nodded, feeling Belphie speed up even more to try and bring you together with his twin, “C-Cum… Beel…” He hissed, speeding up much like Belphie had done and shooting his seed inside of you. He didn’t stop, continuing to thrust as he pumped you full of his warm seed, which also seeped out around his cock and onto the sheets. Belphie was still pulsing too, his tip releasing the last of his sperm inside of you as you came undone, crying out loud and once again squirting against Beel. Your body was squirming against Belphies, writhing in his grasp as the pleasure rushed through you. 

Both of them felt their cocks being milked by your cunt, their seed dripping out in spurts as they stilled, finding some place on your body to kiss you, to praise you. “So good for us, (Y/N)....” “Just like that, (Y/N)... feels good…” you whimpered, your body spasming as you tried to calm down. You could feel your walls still clenching, still pulsing around them in an attempt to suck them in more, but Beel pulled out, and you actually found yourself breathing a sigh of relief. “B-Beel….” you whined, calling out for him as Belphie also slid out, rolling over onto his side with you in his arms, “hm…? Let me clean you up…” Beel leaned in to kiss you one more time, smiling proudly at you before getting up and rushing to the bathroom for a wet towel. Belphie nuzzled into your back, loosening his grip a bit so you could turn in his embrace and face him.

“Belphie… I…” He shook his head, shushing you with a kiss of his own, “you did good… don’t worry about doing it again so soon… we want you to be comfortable. Always.” You nodded, smiling when you saw Beel return, lifting your leg and then cleaning you up with a hot, wet towel, “Thank you… I want to try that again some time…” 

[cupcakeasuka]

In which Deuce grows jealous of how his girlfriend (Y/n) has been spending a lot of time with Ace.

Little did he know that they spent their time planning a surprise for him.

Request by anon.

"Should we take these red ones, Ace?"

"Ugh, what's up with your taste, (Y/n). That bright green obviously doesn't go with this shade of red."

"I'm lucky to have you here with me, huh?"

"Yes, consider yourself lucky to have me..."

Ace and you were gazing at some of the table cloths in the decorations aisle of Sam's Shop. As the two of you had fun choosing between the colourful drapes, a figure watched you closely from behind another shelf, his bright blue eyes flashing dangerously — it was Deuce.

His eyebrows were knitted together, almost inseparable, as he glared at his red-haired friend from behind. Yet, when his gaze turned to the back of your head, his lips drooped in sadness and his eyes became teary with hurt. All these negative emotions overwhelmed the poor first-year, and his fists began to shake — to the point where he almost lost control over his desire to hurt somebody.

"What's wrong, youngster?" someone behind him suddenly asked.

Jolting back in surprise, Deuce turned around to find Sam standing near him, a curious grin on the shop owner's lips. Soon, a relieved sigh escaped the Heartslabyul student's throat, his hand resting on his chest. "Oh— Mr. Sam, you spooked me there for a second..." he muttered under his breath and exhaled strongly. When the owner's curious look wouldn't disappear, Deuce lowered his gaze in shame. "Well, it's complicated..."

Sam's lips quirked up into an amused smile. "You're jealous of your best friend and girlfriend spending time together?"

"How..." The blue-haired teen's jaw had fallen down by then, and his eyes had grown to the size of saucers. "How did you know?" he stammered out in surprise.

The shop owner waved him off with a nonchalant flick of his wrist. "Oh, the look in your eyes says it all." A cheerful chuckle escaped his lips as he clasped his hands together. "Besides, (Y/n) and you got voted campus' cutest couple last month, remember?" Sam asked with a playfully dreamy smile on his lips.

Deuce shrugged. "I don't remember..."

"Well, don't worry about it, youngster." A sympathetic smile appeared on Sam's lips as he wrapped an arm around Deuce and led him away from the scene into a more deserted aisle. There, he grabbed the student by his shoulders and looked him deep in the eyes. "Watching them from afar and getting all worked up about it ain't the way to go," Sam said softly. "You should communicate! Talk to one another and tell her how you're feeling."

"That's easier said than done. I'm not good with words, sir."

Again, Sam waved him off. "As long as what you say comes from the bottom of your heart, she will not care if you stumble or stutter." A goofy grin on his lips, he gave the teen's shoulder a healthy squeeze before gently adding, "You don't have to be a rhetorical genius to woo someone." His swirling purple eyes were full of genuine confidence.

Deuce couldn't help but begin to smile. "Thank you for the advice, Mr. Sam..." he said when the shop owner removed his hands from his shoulders again.

"No problem, youngster—" Sam jumped in surprise when the sound of the bell near the register reached his ears. His feet quickly set into motion, leaving Deuce alone in the aisle. "Oh, your two friends wish to pay! I shall be off," Sam threw over his shoulder before he rounded the corner and disappeared from the teen's sight.

Deuce remained where he had been left, caught deep in thought. "Communicate, huh?"

°°°

"Ace, I'll rip your head off!"

"Who do you think you are!? Riddle?"

In the usually calm lounge of Ramshackle, two students rolled around on the dusty floor, fighting each other with their bare fists. Punches and kicks were thrown around as both of them fought for dominance and thus victory. Yet, nobody managed able to gain the upper hand.

"Shut up!" Deuce yelled out furiously. "This is what you get for stealing my girlfriend!"

Ace furrowed his eyebrows as he lay beneath Deuce. "What? Stealing who—" the red-head asked, disoriented and breathless.

Yet, Deuce was too blinded by his anger to notice his friend's genuine confusion. Tears were threatening to form in his eyes and spill out — but, he didn't want to cry, not in front of Ace. So, Deuce held back his tears and sobs to instead hiss out, "You know how much (Y/n) means to me, and then you just went behind my back and betrayed me like that!" His rage reaching an all time high, he tried to punch his friend, who deflected it just in time.

A gasp escaped Deuce's lips when Ace grabbed him by his shoulders and slammed him to the ground, the two of them now having switched places. As Ace held his friend pinned to ground, he furrowed his eyebrows, deep in thought. "Stealing (Y/n)—" Ace repeated quizzically. "Are we talking about the same (Y/n)?" His eyes held a genuinely puzzled look to them.

"Stop playing innocent!" Deuce growled. "I know what you did—"

"I didn't do anything!" Ace continued to stress his innocence, even though he still wasn't sure what his friend was accusing him off in the first place.

His confusion allowed Deuce to catch him off-guard with a hook to the right. A howl escaped the red-head as he toppled to the floor, holding his jaw in pain.

Before one of the two could land in infirmary, a new figure stepped into the lounge — you. Initially not aware of the fight, you walked into the room with shopping bags in your hands and dropped them to the floor. "Ace," you called out, causing the boys to freeze, "I managed to get some candles we could—" You stopped in the middle of your sentence when your eyes finally flitted over to the two students on the lounge's carpet. "Deuce! Ace! What in Twisted Wonderland are you doing there on the ground?"

"(Y/n), why did you do this to me?" Deuce simply asked with quivering lips and sad eyes.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion, you abandoned all your shopping bags and hurried over to him, where you immediately wrapped your arms around him. "Do what, sweetie?" you cooed and ran your hand up and down his back soothingly.

Yet, he pushed you away, causing you to fall back and land on your behind. A startled gasp escaped your lips when you finally raised your gaze to look into his furious blue eyes. "Don't act like nothing's wrong," Deuce hissed out and pointed his finger at you accusingly. "Do you really think I didn't notice the way Ace and you have begun spending more time together lately?" The teen did his best to appear unaffected, but deep down he was a wailing mess.

It was only then that your eyes grew in realisation. "Oh, well—"

"So that's what all of this is about..." Ace groaned weakly as he managed to summon enough strength to sit up against the foot of the coffee table. "Now I understand..."

Deuce had his arms crossed in hurt. "You never wanted me there with you! Every single time, you had Grim lure me away while the two of you snuck off to somewhere else." Then, his anger turned into sadness — and his hard gaze faltered as he directed it to the dusty floor. "I'm not stupid, you two. I can count one and one together." His voice was meek and full of disappointment.

Your heart ached painfully in pity. "Deuce, you misunderstood," you insisted while taking a step closer to him. This time, he made no attempt to keep you at a distance and even let you do as you pleased when you cupped his cheeks with your hands. "Ace and I were planning to surprise you! A special date for the two of us, Deucie. And I managed to convince Ace to be our butler."

Ace let out another groan. "A beaten up butler, now..."

Meanwhile, Deuce stood there, frozen in horror. Even when you gave his cheeks a soft squeeze, he wouldn't snap out of it. Only after a little while of awkwardly staring into your eyes did he finally budge again, which soon erupted into him stuttering out, "What— What—" His eyes threatened to fall out with how much they buldged out of his eye sockets. "I can't believe it..."

"Well, I guess the surprise is ruined now. But don't worry about it, Deucie—"

Deaf to your words, he raised his hands to hide his face behind them in shame. His body began shaking heavily as he cried out, "I'm so stupid! So, so stupid! I'm good for nothing..." Somthing akin to sobs arose from his throat.

"No, don't say that..." Your eyes soft, you once again wrapped your arms around him — and this time, he eagerly buried his face in the crook of your neck. "You're the bestest boyfriend ever, and you deserve everything in the world."

"I deserve some ice for my jaw..." Ace muttered and bit back another heaving groan. However, he was ignored as he lay there, on the edge of consciousness.

As you ran your hand through your boyfriend's choppy tresses, you cooed, "And there's no one else I'd rather be with than you."

Your words brought Deuce to the brink of tears. His arms around you tightened, as if he was afraid of ever letting you go again. "Ah... thank you, (Y/n). You never fail to make me feel better about myself..."

[cupcakeasuka]

Deuce! He’s such a cutie but I can feel that he’d be very nervous in bed. Can you write a short first time drabble with an equally inexperienced reader?

Fun fact, I own this bag and hate it.

This was the only request for Deuce’s birthday so I made it a little longer!

It’s tacky. Your friends are wrong and you’re wrong too for wearing this get up and lying in wait for him. You just want to give him something that’s special. Noise echoes in the hallway outside of Deuce’s bedroom. You dive under the covers, praying that they don’t all come in and enter, forcing you to explain why you’re in navy underwear and a ribbon only. “Heh, even if it’s your birthday, you’ll never grow to be as powerful as I am! Grim, the master of-“ A quick shout of “off with your head! It is past curfew and you’ve broken rule number #246 of being a non-resident outside of tea-time. Leave.” Silence reigns after that.

The door opens and thankfully, no one but Deuce enters.

He’s mumbling to himself about something about a man’s pride and magical shift when he notices your foot sticking out.

“Ace, is that you? Curfew’s been called. Go back to your room. There’s no ghosts so you can’t sleep here again. Go sleep with Kantoku-san if you’re so scared. You kick.” He grouses.

Furrowing your brows at the thought of Ace being a regular nightly guest in your boyfriend’s room, you sit up, baring yourself to him.

“O-oh. “

You’re naked. Well not naked. The red ribbon that ties around you and underwear are there. He sputters your name, eyes taking in the sight of all that bare skin.

“I shouldn’t have eaten anything at monstro lounge. “ He rubs at his eyes again when you’re still standing there.

“This was stupid. I had wanted to surprise you but..“ You bite at your lower lip, wondering where you put your skirt when he stumbles towards you.

“Stupid? “

His lips brush against yours clumsily, swallowing anything else that you may have said.

Everytime he pulls away from your lips to speak, his eyes go hazy and he kisses you again, tongue flicking at the seam of your lips to try and deepen the kiss even more.

“I thought I was dreaming when I saw you. Hallucinating even. I didn’t sign a contract with Ashengrotto-senpai so to see you here like this..”

*

“You’re so soft. Pretty too.” He sputters when he sees your breasts, after getting your help to unhook your bra. “You feel nice.” Words are failing Deuce at the moment, your nipples distracting him as they pucker in the cool air of his bedroom.

*

“I drank a potion. So you can just do it.” It’s embarrassing to have him climb on top of you, his cheeks equally flushed as he brushes against your dampness with his cock.

The right pinching sensation is uncomfortable but seeing Deuce’s eyes flutter shut, a groan spilling from his lips as he sinks into your body inch by inch is a welcome distraction. You decide to lean up and press a kiss to the spade marking by his eye, your hand going up to cup his cheek.

“So wet and hot. “ His thoughts are clouded as he grinds his hips down and pulls out to slam back in. It’s like you’re sucking him in deeper with every thrust, sparks of molten pleasure shooting up his spine with every shallow thrust.

Soft pants escape his mouth,muffled by your neck as he nips and licks at it.

“I’m close.” You mewl out as he manages to drag his cock in a way that gets your eyes to roll back. He’s got to make sure that you feel good too, emerald eyes darkening further at the sweet noise that you make when he shifts his hips.

It’s nearly too much. His fingers rubbing sloppy circles on your wet clit as he drives his cock in your slick pussy, is enough to finally tip you over the edge. Your legs clamp around his waist and your hands scrabble at his back, clawing at the skin as he comes inside of you, cock throbbing as it fills you with liquid heat.

*

“D-deuce. “

A soft hum for a reply as he presses a kiss to your jaw. His navy hair is sticking up in every direction possible as you try to smooth out the worst of the tangles. The afterglow has settled and he just wants to sleep nestled inside of you.

“You’re crushing me.”

[cupcakeasuka]

I had to share 

Rating the Obey Me! crew on a scale from 1-10

Based on their adherence to the school dress code

sorry for the low res pics

[cupcakeasuka]

Demon Vacation P2

Fandom: Obey Me! Barbatos x Reader Warnings: Adult themed content, cussing, smut, lemon The next morning you wake up, stretching in bed. Your head was hurting and you reached a hand to your forehead with a loud groan.

“Are you alright?” Startled, you look over to see Barbatos beside you. The memories of last night flow back into you the moment you see his eyes glimmering. You remember bits and pieces after you started drinking more, but the last thought you recall is when Barbatos escorted you back to your room. Your cheeks go bright red as you wonder what happened after that. Barbatos chuckles. “Don’t worry, my lady. I would never take advantage of you when you are drinking.” His expression turns to a playful one. “Unless, of course, you asked me to.” You pull the comforter up over your head, blushing much harder than before. Did he really just say that?! You feel a gentle hand pull it back down and your faces are just inches apart. This causes the memories from the kitchen to come back to your mind as well. 

“Q-quit teasing me!” You look off to the side, pouting. Barbatos lets out another chuckle, cupping your face in his ungloved hand. You look back over to him and realize he isn’t in his uniform and his hair is quite messy. Of course it is, you both just woke up. It makes sense that he isn’t in his uniform, but you had rarely seen him so vulnerable before. Deep in thought, you relax in his hand. Before you know what’s happening he pulls you in for another tender kiss. This one lasts a little longer than the first kiss you shared. You feel how soft his lips are as they press up against yours. His hand upon your cheek is somehow soft as well, you would have never guessed that. You let out a breathy moan as you give into the kiss even more. What a wonderful way to wake someone up… You can’t help but think so as you both pull away.

“I promise nothing happened, my lady. If we were to partake in such activities, I would prefer you be able to remember it the next day… and every day after as well.” He lets out one last chuckle before standing, revealing the fact that this entire time he did not have a shirt on. You watch his toned back as he slides a shirt over his bare skin. “The others are probably wondering why breakfast has not yet been prepared. I shall take my leave to go get started. If there is anything else you need, just let me know.” He smiles and exits the room. Anything else? You roll over and see that there was water and some medication on the nightstand on your side of the bed. You smile and gulp down the medication and the entire glass of water. 

You get out of bed, stretching once again and head towards the attached bathroom. Removing your clothing, you step into the beautiful, large shower and start cleaning yourself. A few minutes pass and you are humming a song while you wash your face. You suddenly hear the bedroom door open and a voice echoes into the bathroom. “It looks as though I will not be preparing breakfast afterall, my lady.” You hear his voice get a bit closer as he continues. “ I have just been informed by Lucifer that Diavolo told him to ensure I rest on this vacation and that I am not allowed to cook every meal. So he will be taking over for now.” “Good!” A smile lights up your face. “I told you, you deserve to rest too. I’m glad Diavolo could reach you enough to know you would attempt to take care of everyone.” You hear Barbatos clear his throat. “My lady…” His voice is a little quieter now. “I was not aware that you were in the shower at this moment, my apologies.” 

“No need to apologize, I really don’t mind.” You say back cheerfully. It isn’t like he could see you anyways.

“If you respond like that I may not be able to keep controlling myself as I have been, my lady.” You pause once again. What does he mean controlling himself? “You see… I have been holding back since the moment we arrived here. I may come off as kind, but please remember that I am a demon, afterall. Do you understand how hard it has been to hold back with the way you have been so open and trusting with me. The way you have been acting towards me…” You hear a hunger fill his voice. “The new clothes you bought… Getting drunk with so many demons in this house.” He steps closer, now in the bathroom. The only thing stopping him from seeing your wet, naked body was the thin door made of opaque glass on the shower. It was clear enough for you to make out his shape, but nothing more. You wanted to see his face right now. The way he was speaking made you so curious.

“Are you saying I’ve tempted you, Barbatos?” You ask teasingly, despite your cheeks heating up from every word he has spoken. There is a moment of silence and you realize that he is trying his best to hold back, even in this moment. You still don’t hear a sound from him so you turn off the shower and move to step out. You push the shower door open and feel arms firmly wrap around your naked body. You blink a few times and realize that Barbatos wrapped a towel around you and was holding you, his cheeks flush. He is biting down on his lip a disgruntled look upon his features. 

“You are entirely too careless, Y/N.” Your face goes blank as you realize just how much he was struggling. Maybe it wasn’t as funny as you thought it was to tease him. You lean in and kiss him on the lips. 

“I’m starting to think you have feelings for me at this rate Barbatos..” You whisper quietly, searching his eyes for an answer. His facial expression switches from shocked to calm. “I-” Before he can finish, he is interrupted. “Yo! Y/N, Barbatos! Breakfast is done, where ya at?” Mammon’s voice echoes throughout the room. Your cheeks go bright red once again when you realize if he keeps walking this way he will see the situation you are in so you quickly run and go inside the towel closet, leaving Barbatos standing alone in the bathroom. You hear footsteps come into the bathroom. “Huh? Where is Y/N?” You hear Barbatos usher Mammon out of the bathroom and bedroom. “We will be down momentarily. I will collect her. Thank you for informing me.” Footsteps head in your direction again and you slowly open the closet, peering around the door to see Barbatos is alone once again. A relieved sigh escapes your lips. “You better get dressed now, my lady.” Barbatos speaks in a serious tone, clearly having regained his control. 

“Oh, right!” Barbatos gives you some privacy to change before you both head downstairs for breakfast.

You are all sitting at the table enjoying breakfast and laughing at conversations from the night before.

“So, who wants to come with me to go take a dip in the springs today?” Asmodeus asks. “Hot Springs are really good for your skin!” He claps his hands together in excitement. 

“I would not mind accompanying you, Asmodeus.” Barbatos is the first to speak up.

“I’d love to!” You suddenly fill with excitement at the thought of getting to try on one of your new swimsuits.

“Well if yer goin’ then I suppose I will too.” Mammon chimes in quietly from the other side of the room.

“Sounds like a nice place to take a nap..” Belphie mumbles, half asleep in his chair. “If Belphie is going, I’ll go too.” “Beel don’t talk with your mouth full.” Lucifer sighs. “So it is settled then. We will all be going.” “Y/N, do you think you can handle it? Our hot springs are much hotter than the ones in the human realm.” Satan looks up from his book, awaiting your response. Everyone looks over at you.

“I can handle it, don’t worry about me!” You laugh a little bit before Lucifer speaks up.

“Perfect. Once we all clean up after we finish eating we can start to get ready.” 

With that everyone finishes their meal and you help Beel clean up everyone’s mess.

“Thanks for helping me, Y/N.” He gives you a huge smile as he finishes someone’s leftovers.

“No problem, Beel.” You laugh and put more dishes in the sink.

“Hey, did something happen between you and Barbatos?” You turn to find him looking right at you with a questioning expression on his face.

“Wh-what do you mean?” You nervously turn back to the sink, hoping he can’t notice the tone in your voice.

“Hmm.. Nevermind, I guess I imagined it.” You finish cleaning up and both head to your rooms to get changed. 

Everyone meets at the back door and you all walk up a short path to a nearby spring. As you are walking you look around, observing everyone’s different choices in swimsuits. Your eyes land on Barbatos and you see him looking back at you. He shoots you a smile and then immediately looks away. You can’t help but watch him as you all slowly walk the path together. His swim trunks were a bit more form fitting and it was quite distracting. A welcome distraction at least. You all arrive at the spring and you see the steam radiating off it. Everyone starts to climb in on one side so you head to the opposite end where the waters are calmer. When you slip into the hot water you realize that Barbatos is right next to you.

“Is it alright?” He asks, looking into your eyes. “Huh?”

“I meant the water temperature, of course.” A little smirk pulls at his lips.

“Oh, yeah. It’s fine I suppose.” You reach to move some hair from your face, but he beats you to it.

“You do not appear to be enjoying it so far.” 

“Well, to be honest, I don’t really like the heat very much.” Your cheeks are already heated up from the steam coming off the water.

“Is that so? Then why did you come along?” 

“You’re here.” You say blatantly as you look him directly in the eye. He clears his throat with a small cough and you notice his cheeks begin to redden, wondering if it is the water or your words causing it. You move a little bit closer to him and feel your legs brush up against each other in the water. You continue looking into his eyes, waiting for him to respond. He shoots you a hungry glare much like the one from this morning’s incident. 

“You..” His breath is so quiet you almost can’t hear what he said. His hands quickly reach over and wrap around your wrists as he presses his very bare body up against yours. He places your arms around him, over his shoulders and kisses you. This kiss is different from all the others before. It isn’t sweet or gentle, but full of desire. His lips press into yours firmly with a burning passion. You wrap your arms around him more tightly to keep your balance as you kiss him back. He pulls you over onto his lap, allowing your legs to wrap around him and deepen the kiss more. You press yourself against him more, feeling your skin flush against his. Your thighs tighten around his waist in response to your body aching with a strong need for him. His kisses grow more assertive and he slips his tongue between your lips, finding your own tongue waiting for him. Your tongues wrestle causing a heat to grow between your thighs and you feel something on him start to grow too. 

You pull back for a moment to look into his eyes, smirking. You can feel how hard he is for you and teasingly move your hips a little. His member twitches beneath you, encouraging you to continue to rub your ass up against it playfully. His hands grip your thighs as you rock back and forth on top of him and tighten with every sway. You feel his fingers move behind you, tugging down on your swimsuit bottoms and your eyes widen in shock. “B-Barbatos.. We are in public..” You whisper in his ear.

“Do you not trust me, my lady?” His eyes are narrowed and full of confidence. You allow him to slide your bottoms off, only the water providing coverage for your now naked bottom half. His large erection slides between your thighs and you feel it pressing up against your slit. You let out a soft gasp followed by Barbatos chuckling. He picks you up, placing you over himself so you both align perfectly. You feel his full length slip inside you all at once and let out a loud moan. You quickly cover your mouth, hoping no one hears you, but the pleasure from the pressure of his huge member alone was enough to make you melt in his arms. His hips begin to move up and down slowly. Lewd sounds escape your lips with every movement he makes. You feel his gaze as he watches you intently, studying your reactions.

“Does it feel good? I want to hear more…” He whispers in your ear, pushing you right to the edge. His speed picks up, causing you to bob up and down vigorously. You assist him, moving with him. The feeling of his lips appears on your neck and he covers it in kisses before gently biting at it. You wanted to tell him to not leave a mark, but the way he was moving his hips, pounding you deeply, you couldn’t do much more than moan his name. The sensation of his thickness sliding against your walls grew more and more pleasurable. His fingers slide down in front of you and he plays with your bud, picking up his pace once again. Your walls twitch and tighten around him. 

“Barbatos!” You moan out his name loudly as you cum all over his still hard cock. Your eyes meet and you are filled with embarrassment for a moment before he kisses your lips lovingly. He resumes sliding his length in and out of you. You move your hips strategically, allowing him to fill you up completely. His cock starts to twitch inside you and you feel his warm cum fill you up as he moans out your name in the most sexy, husky voice you have ever heard him make. “B-Barbatos..” You direct his face towards you. “You didn’t pull out. What if-” He interrupts you by giving you another sweet kiss.

“No need to worry my lady.” He smiles at you and places a hand on your head, stroking your hair. You lay against him and his arms wrap around you, cuddling you close. After a while he hands you your swimsuit bottoms back and you enjoy the rest of the time at the hot springs chatting with each other. 

It has been a few hours already. Beel is hungry and Belphie keeps falling asleep in the hot springs so everyone packs up and heads back to the house for the evening. The whole trip back you feel everyone shooting you and Barbatos odd looks, causing you to wonder if they heard all the fun you had with him earlier. Your cheeks are flush, giving away that something is up, but no one says a word. Until dinner, that is.

“Is something going on between you two?” Lucifer looks back and forth between you and Barbatos who is sitting right beside you. “Did something happen while you were sharing a room perhaps?” A suspicious look forms in his features. “Y/N, if Barbatos did anything to make you uncomfortable, please let me know. I can’t have my favorite human being bothered on our vacation.” He looks into your eyes, waiting for your reply. 

“N-no, of course not!” You wave your hands in the air. “He has never done anything to make me uncomfortable.” From the corner of your eye you can see Barbatos smirk a little. Wait… You look at Lucifer to see him giving Barbatos an angry stare. Does he know? You can’t help but think maybe you missed something. You vigorously look back and forth between the two of them, hoping to pick up on what is happening.

“Alright. If you say so, Y/N, then I’m inclined to believe you. Just a friendly reminder for Barbatos, that you are and always will be, mine.” Your heart races at his words, but you quickly turn to Barbatos and his expression appears to be a bit angrier than before. The conversation finally ends and you focus on eating your meal quickly, exhausted from such a serious conversation and the long day you had. As soon as you finish you immediately head up to your room, alone. Leaving the rest of them alone downstairs. You slip into the blankets on your bed and close your eyes, drifting into a much needed slumber.

[cupcakeasuka]

Demon Vacation P1

Fandom: Obey Me! Barbatos x Reader Lord Diavolo had promised to send everyone to a hot spring for a couple weeks if you all passed your finals. Everyone including; Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Asmodeus, Belphegor, Beelzebub, Satan, and you. He was also nice enough to send along Barbatos for all his hard work. You were particularly excited because this would be your first time going on a vacation in Devildom and you rarely had opportunities in the human realm. Of course to prepare for the trip Asmo had to go shopping so you asked him to bring you along. You bought several cute outfits, some new PJs, and a couple of really sexy swimsuits.  It was finally time for the trip and you all just arrived at the place you were staying at. Diavolo somehow managed to rent out an entire house with hot springs for you all and you couldn’t help but wonder just how much he must have spent on it as you stroll around the massive, furnished building.  “He owns it, my lady.” You turn to see Barbatos somehow answering a question you didn’t even ask out loud. You are less shocked than you thought you would be to find out that Lord Diavolo owns property. However, you are shocked that Barbatos can somehow read you like a book already.  “Oh, is that so?” A rhetorical question of course. In the few interactions you have had with Barbatos you have managed to grow somewhat comfortable around him.  “Indeed. He also sent for a delivery of groceries and alcohol for the duration of our stay.” He looks in the direction of the kitchen where there are crates of sake and plenty of groceries. “I must take care of those now. If you would like help with your bags I unfortunately will be unavailable until later.” Barbatos begins to walk toward the kitchen. “I’ll help.” You say as you follow him into the kitchen. “Why thank you, my lady.” He gives you a little side smile and you quickly put away all the groceries together.  “Which room is mine?” You both turn to see Belphie standing in the doorway. “I wanna take a nap now, I’m tired.” His eyes are half closed as he yawns.  “Well I suppose that would be next on the agenda then.” Barbatos laughs a little and moves to exit the kitchen. Once everyone is gathered in the living room Barbatos takes the lead. “It appears that there are four bedrooms and nine of us. Meaning-” “We gotta share rooms, huh? Well then I want first pick!” Mammon chips in, interrupting Barbatos. “Why should you get to choose first?” Lucifer glares at Mammon. “I apologize for his interruption, Barbatos. Please continue.”  “Thank you, Lucifer. Now I was thinking the best way to decide this fairly would be to do so randomly. I set up this system to assign each of us a room.” Barbatos went on explaining and then we finally got our results.  “This is fine with me.” Belphie mumbled, heading towards his room with Beel. “Aw man! I wanna room with Y/N! Can’t we just do it again?” Mammon complains, but Satan and Lucifer drag him away along with his bags.  “I hope you’re okay with being up late Asmo! I just got a new game and I don’t plan to sleep tonight!” Levi said as he vigorously played on a handheld device. “No way! I need my beauty sleep!” Asmo pouts as he reluctantly drags his bags to his room. “So that means…” “It appears we shall be rooming together, my lady. I hope that will be alright with you?” Barbatos gives you a sweet look as he lifts your bags up off the ground with a single arm and his in the other. “Barbatos, you don’t have to do that! This is your vacation too, you know?” You go to grab your bags from his grasp, but he quickly turns the other way while chuckling.  “I know, I know, but at least allow me to do this much for you.” He smiles at you as you both head to your room. You were lucky enough to get the best one in the house somehow. It was beautiful and spacious, but it was all the way on the opposite side of the house, away from everyone else. There was also only one bed, but it was king size so it was big enough to share. “Oh dear.” Barbatos is stunned with confusion when he sees this. “It appears our sleeping arrangements may be trickier than I had anticipated.” He looks as though he is deep in thought, trying to come up with a plan almost. “What’s wrong?” You ask as you head to the bed and take a seat. “Well I would not want you to feel uncomfortable, my lady. I shall sleep on the floor to give you your space.” He heads over to a corner of the room to set his stuff down. “Barbatos! I’m not letting you sleep on the floor. If you don’t want to share a bed then I will sleep on the floor. You work too hard to not get proper rest on your vacation.” You pout and stand up. “I could never allow that, my lady.”  “Then there is only one choice, isn’t there?” A friendly smile covers your face. “It looks like we are sharing a bed for the next two weeks!” You see his cheeks turn red as he lets out a little cough. “I suppose that is the best option. No need to fret though, I will keep as much distance between us as needed to make you comfortable.” He clears his throat, clearly nervous. “As long as I get this side of the bed, I’m happy!” You laugh and plop down on the side you want. Some time passes and everyone is finished settling in. You’re relaxing on the couch reading a book when you hear a loud growl. You look off to the side and see Beel holding his stomach. “Alright, I think it’s time for dinner, isn’t it?” You say, laughing a little bit. You head to the kitchen to start prepping dinner. You knew if you didn’t do it now that Barbatos was going to try to, but he already has to cook every evening for Lord Diavolo. You are cutting up vegetables when you hear someone clear their throat near the doorway. “What do you think you are doing?” You turn, a little startled, to see Barbatos.  “What do you mean? I’m cooking dinner for everyone.” You turn back to your vegetables and resume cutting when you feel arms wrap around your body, covering your arms. “I know an easier way to cut these.” Barbatos speaks in a low voice, his breath on the back of your neck. He guides your hands to cut the veggies in a new way. “Oh wow! That was so much faster and easier! You’re so good at this!” You give off an excited tone as you turn and smile at him. Your faces are so close they are nearly touching and you see him looking at you with a surprised look plastered across his face. You lay the knife down and he wraps his hands around yours, pulling your body against his. “You know, Y/N… I have always been quite captivated by you. Even when you first arrived here in our world.” You turn around in his arms so you’re fully facing each other. One of his hands reaches up to cup your cheek softly.  “Is that true?” Your voice is a quiet whisper, he nods slightly. “I feel the same way about you Barbatos…”  “May I?” He whispers, pulling your face slightly closer to his. A little gasp escapes you before you nod in response. He gingerly presses his lips into yours then pulls back, looking into your eyes. For a long moment you just look deeply into each other’s eyes, not moving. However, a loud growl interrupts you and you look over to see Beel once again. “Is dinner ready yet?” Beel asks with a sad look on his face. You laugh and get back to cooking. “Give me 30 minutes Beel!” You say, heating up the stove top. He sighs and exits the room again.  “It is very much a shame we were interrupted. Let me help you finish dinner.” Barbatos joins you by your side to help finish making the meal. Finally dinner is ready and the table is set. All nine of you sit at the table and enjoy a meal together on the first night of your trip. Several bottles of sake are opened during the meal and you’re starting to feel very tipsy. Not just you, but everyone, aside from Lucifer and Barbatos. Apparently they handle their alcohol well or perhaps they weren’t drinking as much. You notice for a brief moment before going back to laughing with the group, cheeks red from the alcohol. You think about how nice it is to enjoy everyone’s company and relax like this and smile. You feel someone’s gaze and look over to see Barbatos watching you intently. Your eyes lock and your smile disappears for a moment before being replaced with a much gentler one. You look away, but throughout the rest of the evening your eyes keep locking from across the room. At one point you may have gotten a little bit more than tipsy and your balance gets more difficult to handle. You’re about to fall over when an arm wraps around you. “I got you.” Barbatos smiles at you, holding you tightly in his arms. “I shall escort Y/N back to our room for the evening.” “No fair!” Beel yells. “Whatcha tryin’ to do huh?” Mammon says immediately afterwards. Several more of the demons offer up complaints that Barbatos just laughs off. “Now, now. I know you all have feelings for Y/N, but did you realize the alcohol may be causing you to say a little more than you mean this evening?” Barbatos is smiling at them all as a silence covers the room. “We will be taking our leave for the evening now.” He guides you back to the room and safely lays you down on your side of the bed.

[cupcakeasuka]

Barbatos x Reader

Fandom: Obey Me!

You’d been laying in bed for what seemed like hours. You tossed and you turned but couldn’t seem to sleep at all. You were a little stressed out with finals coming up and just couldn’t seem to relax long enough to get some rest. You abruptly sit up in bed.

“That’s it!” You stood up, intent on finding a way to fall asleep. You quietly open your door and head towards the kitchen. The hallways were long and seemed to be never ending as you struggled to make your way through the dimly lit building. Just as you begin to turn into the kitchen *smack* You put a hand on your forehead and try to regain your balance.

“Ow..” you whisper into the darkness just after bumping your head into something…. Or rather, someone.

“Y/N? Is that you? What are you doing up so late?” Your eyes slowly adjust in the darkness as you look up and make out the face of the demon before you.

“B-Barbatos?” You’re left stunned and worried for a moment. Would he tell on you for being out later than allowed? He is close with Diavolo so surely he would.

“Are you alright?” You feel his warm gloved hand cover yours and in that moment, you realize your hand was resting on his chest. He squeezes it gently just as you start to pull back. You feel his other arm wrap around your waist and feel his breath move closer to your face.

“Did you hurt yourself?” He asks in a low and concerned tone. The hand that was covering yours quickly moves the hand from your forehead and his face moves much closer to yours.

“It looks a little red. Let me get you some ice so your beautiful skin does not bruise.” Your face heats up at his words and you’re too stunned to give a coherent response as you allow him to lead you into the kitchen.

He slides a chair over to you and gently helps you sit. You notice a lit candle on the counter nearby. He must have been in the kitchen himself. As he is getting you some ice the question you were dreading arises again.

“What were you doing out so late…” His tone seems different than expected, almost concerned. “All alone in this darkness.. it isn’t safe. If you insist on being out at this hour, at least have an escort so I do not have to worry about you.”

“I-I didn’t mean to…” Your quiet voice trails off. Your cheeks are covered in a pink tinge from the thought of him worrying about you. You didn’t know he cared so much. You always admired him from a distance but never thought he paid you any mind. He walks back over to you and kneels on the ground in front of you to place the ice pack on your head. You reach to take it from him, but his other hand stops you.

“No need for that. I shall take care of this for you. Your face feels awfully warm and I am concerned you may have a fever.” You cough from the shock of his words.

“Oh.. well thank you very much for your assistance…” Your eyes fall to the floor as you grow more embarrassed about the situation you’re in. Barbatos placed his free hand gently on your chin, guiding your face upwards to make eye contact in the flickering candlelight.

“You have yet to answer my question, you know.” His face is soft, yet serious.

“Oh! Right, I’m sorry..* You take a deep breath and explain to him that you just couldn’t sleep and thought you should come to the kitchen to find something to help. Barbatos smiles.

“Well, if that is the case, I can help you. If you would allow me to, that is.” You vigorously nod your head, causing a radiant, yet somehow sophisticated, giggle to come off his lips. “I know a variety of teas that could aid your sleep and if those do not work I have plenty of other methods. Lord Diavolo frequently suffers from a similar issue, so it has been a part of my duty to learn to aid the Young Master.” Barbatos was always so humble, but when he spoke of his caretaking for Lord Diavolo you could see hints of pride in his work. You sat there listening to him intently, a smile upon your face. You hadn’t realized your hand cupped his over the bag of ice.

“My apologies, my lady. I have been rambling on again, have I not?” A gentle smile pulls at his lips. “Let us get you back to your room now. I shall bring everything we need with us. Give me just a moment to collect it.” He rummaged through the kitchen for a few moments, putting various items into a basket. “Alright my lady, I believe this shall be enough. Allow me to escort you back to your quarters.” Basket in one arm, he bows slightly, extending his free hand out to you. You place your hand over his and stand up, allowing him to guide you safely back to your room.

Once you arrive Barbatos closes the door behind you both.

“Alright my lady, you may lay down and get comfortable. I shall first brew a cup of tea that always works for Diavolo so it should for you as well.” The thought of laying down in bed in his presence turns your face cherry red. You sit on your bed and pull the covers up over you. Barbatos appears at the side of your bed, arms outreaching with a cup of tea. “Try drinking some of this. It is enchanted and should aid you to sleep within seconds.” You sip from the tea cup.

“Mmm…” A soft sigh escapes you. “This is so delicious Barbatos, you always make the best tea.” You close your eyes and savor the tea with a smile plastered on your face. However, several minutes pass by as you finish the entire cup and you remain wide awake.

“Well that is strange.” Barbatos looks at you, perplexed, arms crossed with one hand on his chin. “Any demon would be out by now from drinking that. Perhaps it does not have any effects on humans. No worries, I also brought some more basic options such as chamomile.” Once again Barbatos brews a delicious cup of tea, yet you remain awake.

An entire hour passes by with no luck.

Barbatos sighs in defeat.

“My lady, I apologize dearly for having failed you. I have tried every method I know of aside from enchanting you, but it could be unsafe to do so on a human.” He looks so defeated with a frown on his face and sad eyes. You reach out a hand and place it upon his arm gently.

“I appreciate everything you have done for me this evening Barbatos. You’re not at fault nor have you failed. I actually feel a little more relaxed with you here…” You blush vigorously, hoping it’s too dark for him to see.

“Well if that is so my lady, may I suggest that I spend the evening with you?” Your eyes go wide with shock at his suggestion but only for a moment before you relax again.

“I am also a little concerned for your health as your face has gone red several times this evening. If you have a fever it is important you have someone to watch over you.” You chuckle at his comment. He clearly notices you blushing, but has no clue why and even thinks you have a fever. Mid laugh you feel your bed move a little and open your eyes to see Barbatos climbing in next to you. I guess this is happening. You are stunned into silence that he was serious about staying, but you didn’t decline seeing as his presence was very calming and… you really couldn’t complain about getting to be alone with him for the rest of the evening.

“Now please do not be too shy to get comfortable, my lady. You seem a little stiff, perhaps you could try laying on your side instead.” You roll over onto your side so that you are now facing Barbatos. He follows your lead, right beside you, faces merely inches apart. His hand reaches out and strokes your hair.

“Perhaps this can help calm you further.” You nuzzle your head against his hand as he continues to stroke your hair. Your eyes gently shut as your body relaxes. You move closer to Barbatos and rest your head against his chest. The hand that was stroking your hair halts abruptly. There’s a pause before his arm wraps around your waist, holding you softly, yet with a firm, comforting grip. You open your eyes briefly in a slight moment of shock, but you’re already very sleepy. You see him smile at you gently as your half closed, sleepy eyes blink a few times before closing again. You feel a bit of pressure and warmth cover your lips and you realize this is due to his lips lightly pressing against yours. Your arm reaches up to grab his blazer and you tug at it with the little strength you have in you, kissing him back. You hear his sweet chuckle as he pulls you into his chest and you drift off to sleep wrapped protectively in his arms.

[cupcakeasuka]

Mammon x SW Reader

Fandom: Obey Me!

Warnings: Adult themed content, references to SW, cussing, smut, lemon

You and Mammon didn’t always get along. In fact, when you first arrived in Devildom he hated your guts- and you didn’t particularly like him either. However, as you were spending every single day together, you started to grow on each other a little more with each passing moment…

About 8 months after arriving in Devildom, you and Mammon had spent so much time together that you were closer with him than anyone else. So close in fact, that you guys were kind of a thing. It wasn’t official by any means, but nearly everyone knew by now that you both belonged to each other. All the sly flirting, the way you’d hold hands in the halls sometimes, always sticking up for each other… Yeah.. you were definitely a thing. 

You guys were a perfect match for each other too. Always planning and scheming for your shared love of money. Since you two teamed up you were almost unstoppable. Any amount of money was in your reach. If one of you failed to think of a plan for the day, the other one was sure to. The others even started to refer to you both as “the perfect duo”. 

Despite how close you guys were, there were some things Mammon still didn’t know about you. One of the most important facts being that before you arrived in Devildom; your main source of income was SW. When you arrived in Devildom you obviously had to give that up and pick up random jobs here and there to make ends meet. However, today you discovered something amazing! Devildom has a website just like the one you used to work on in the human world. 

You definitely had to get in on this newfound income. Back in the human world you made enough income through it that you were able to quit your other jobs and still lived very comfortably. You were speed walking straight to Mammon’s room, papers clenched in your hand. If you could show him the numbers surely he would approve.

“No.” Your mouth was gaping wide from shock. “What?” You said in disbelief “What do you mean ‘no’?”.

“The Great Mammon isn’t gonna share you with the rest of Devildom.” Mammon wraps his long, warm fingers around your wrists and pulls you against his chest. “You’re mine Y/N.” 

Your heart starts to race as your cheeks heat up with anticipation.

“What are you saying? We aren’t a couple…” Your voice trails off.

“Not a couple, huh?” Mammon smirks as he watches your eyes dart away from him. One of his hands moves away from your wrist and as you’re about to look over and see where he is going, you feel his slender fingers slide under your chin. Just as quickly as you looked away, he has you looking right back into his eyes again. “How about we change that Y/N?”

“What…” Your mouth hangs in shock.

“Y/N, I wanna be your boyfriend. Officially.” His eyes soften as well as his grip on your wrist. While looking at you intently, he slides his arm around your waist and pulls you into a gentle, warm kiss. A few moments pass before you both pull away.

“Yes..” You say under your breath.

“What was that Y/N,” He smirks again. “The Great Mammon couldn’t quite hear ya.” Your cheeks heat up even more to a deep shade of red. You can’t believe that Mammon asked you to be his girlfriend. I mean… You came to his room to tell him about a money opportunity and he turned you down and made you his girlfriend.

“Wait a second-” You cross your arms and narrow your eyes. “why does this mean we can’t use my idea?” You puff in frustration. “Do you understand how much money I made in the human world doing this? This would be so good for us!” Mammon pouts for a moment, but then a smile spreads across his face and his eyes widen as if an idea struck. 

“Fine Y/N,” his eyes meet yours “if this is what ya wanna do, ya have The Great Mammon’s permission- on one condition.” 

“Okay!” You smile with joy. “What is the condition?” Knowing Mammon he will probably expect a large cut of the income.

“I want to do it with ya.” He looks away in embarrassment as his cheeks heat up. The look on his face makes your heart skip a beat. What is with this guy? Always getting reactions out of you left and right… Making you feel every feeling on the spectrum… You were pretty sure you were in love with him at this point. Of course… you would never say those words to him though. 

“I love you.” It just wasn’t in you to say that so soon. “I love ya too, Y/N.” You look up at him in silence for a moment. “What?” What??? You accidentally said it out loud! Your face returns to a deep red shade once again. Wait, he said it back too! The more you think about what happened, the more your heart races until you start pacing back and forth, lost in your own thoughts. “Y/N? Y/N…” You hear Mammon calling your name faintly and suddenly stop and look up. “Yes?” You look at him.

“Are ya okay?” A deep laugh escapes from his lips. “What are ya pacing around my room for?” He smiles at you, knowingly. Damn him… He knows exactly what he is doing to you. You clear your throat. “Well? Let’s get started then.” He looks at you confused. “Get started with what?” “Get started recording content of course!” You see him gulp as you close the gap between the two of you. “We should probably change into something more appealing…” “Uh-right, yeah totally, but I don’t have anything else to wear don’t ya know I dress like this all the time?” He nervously stutters as he stumbles away from you. Oh all talk is he? We will see about that. A deviant smile spreads across your face.

“Okay, I have the camera set up Mammon. Are you ready yet?” Mammon walks out from behind a changing divider. Your jaw drops as you turn around to find him in his devil form. You forgot just how sexy and toned his body was, especially with the lack of clothing he had on. “I-is this cool?” There is a tinge of pink on his cheeks as he looks away scratching his head. “I really ain’t got much else.”

“Y-you look just fine haha.” You try to laugh off how turned on you are just from looking at him. “So how’s this work anyways?” Mammon walks towards the camera, hands on hips. “Whadda we do, just turn it on and make money?” You giggle. “Not exactly. It is more work than that. You don’t need to worry about it though. I will do all the other stuff myself.” You smile gently at him. You both love money, sure, but you love him even more. You would do anything for him, so taking on the extra workload yourself was nothing to you if it made him happy. “No.” Your face changes to a look of shock. “I wanna help. I ain’t completely useless ya know.” He looks away, scratching his head and lets out a grunt. You’ve never seen him this way before. He wants to do more work than he has to? That is very uncharacteristic of him, but it is sweet. Your face softens again. He must really care about you to act like that.

“Okay, I’ll teach you how.” You smile and finish setting up the equipment. “The next thing we need to do is decide what kind of content we want to make. We can basically make anything we want as long as we follow the guidelines. I printed them out. They should be around here somewhere..” You search around Mammon’s room for the papers you brought earlier. “Ah!” You pick them up to find that the guidelines in Devildom are a lot more lax than in the human world. “Oh… Well we shouldn’t have anything to worry about. There aren’t very many guidelines here apparently. That means we can do just about anything we want.” You return to his side near his bed. “Whadda we do after we record stuff?” He plops down on his mattress, looking at the camera that is directed towards it. “Well I set up an account for myself already so we will post the content we make on there and people will have to pay to see it.” Mammon pouts a little bit. “What’s wrong?” You ask frantically as you move towards him. 

“I still ain’t fond of the idea that other people will get to see your body…” Suddenly you feel a hand on your wrist and Mammon pulls you down onto the bed. You sit up to find that you are directly on top of him. Realizing your compromising position, you quickly try to sit up, but Mammon pulls you back down, your chests flush together and lips only centimeters apart. The skin on your cheeks heats up so much you can feel the warmth radiating off them.

“M-Mammon…” Your voice is nothing but a nervous whisper. 

“What’s wrong Y/N? Ain’t this the point?” He was right. The only difference was that the camera wasn’t turned on yet. “Whadda ya say we get a little practice in before we on that camera?” Your face turns a deeper shade of red and you try to pull away again only to realize that Mammon has one hand on your wrist and the other wrapped firmly around your waist. Your eyes meet his and you wriggle in his grasp. He looks off to the side, pouting a little bit. “If ya really wanna escape that badly, I’ll let ya go.” He mumbles. As he speaks you realize that he is also embarrassed, his cheeks just as red as your own. 

“N-no…” You look down and nervously grab onto the straps on his chest. “I-it’s not that I don’t like it…” Your cheeks heat up more with every word that comes out of your mouth. “It’s just… We’ve never done this before is all…” You mumble. Before you can speak again you feel long fingers reach beneath your chin and pull your face up into a passionate kiss. You can feel the heat from his lips as they press firmly into yours. His lips are soft and taste slightly sweet, like vanilla. You press your lips into his as well and the kiss continues to grow deeper. 

His hand lets go of your wrist and travels to the back of your head to pull you into him even more. You are both gasping for breath, but neither one of you pulls away. You feel something hard growing against your thigh and as you shift you realize it belongs to Mammon. A light moan escapes your lips and Mammon pulls you against him harder. As your bodies press together roughly you feel his hard wood begin to twitch. You respond to his body by rubbing your thigh up against his crotch. Suddenly, as if he can’t hold back any longer, he rolls over, landing right on top of you. He rips off your top, exposing your luscious breasts. He adjusts slightly and takes one of your nipples between his lips. 

“Mammon..” his name escapes from your mouth in a breathy moan. You feel a slight embarrassment overcome you when you realize he heard you.

“That’s all it takes to get ya goin’ huh?” He gives off his signature smirk as he looks up at you, then quickly slides his hand under your panties and between your thighs. You jolt back for a moment in shock, but his other arm catches you, keeping you from going any further. “Don’t go gettin’ shy on me now, babe. I’m just gettin’ started.” Hearing his voice calms you down and you relax your body in his arms. He gives you a sweet kiss on your neck as his fingers move in small circles on your clit. The kiss grows deeper and he gently nibbles with his teeth. 

“M-Mammon..” you moan his name even deeper than before. You attempt to speak through the pleasure that his skillful fingers are inflicting upon you.  “Y-you’re going to leave a mark at this rate..” “Would that be so bad?” He speaks between kisses on your neck. “Then everyone will know ya belong to me.” You blush deeply at the sweet thought and go to cover your face with your arm. “Watcha doin’ that for? I wanna see your reaction for this next part.” He swiftly pulls your arm away from your face and removes your soaking wet panties. You lay there completely naked as you watch him move further down on the bed. His face disappears between your soft, plump thighs and you feel his tongue moving against you. You gasp as a breathy moan escapes from you once again. His tongue gingerly moves up and down right between your lips and then lands on your clit. He expertly works in a circular motion while his fingers slide right into your dripping slit. 

You gasp in pleasure and grab ahold of the sheets with both hands, twisting it beneath you. You feel him speed up in desperation when he realizes just how much he is pleasing you. Who knew the avatar of greed could be so generous. His heavy breaths create warmth against your thighs as he continues. Your toes begin to curl into the bed as you feel his fingers and tongue simultaneously hit the perfect spot at the same time. Loud moans of fulfillment come bursting out of you. Surely loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. “Mammon! Yes! Mammon!” You moan his name over and over as your sweet nectar coats his fingers and spills out onto the sheets. You’re both gasping for air. A smirk reappears on his lips as he leans back down and you feel his tongue trail over your crotch, cleaning up every last drop that covers your skin. “Th-thank you..” An embarrassed mumble rolls off your tongue as you look off to the side.

“What was that? I couldn’t quite hear ya.” He lets out a hardy laugh. “I’m glad I was able to please ya, Y/N”. His face turns to a gentle look for a moment before he winces in pain and his hand travels down to his crotch. You slowly inch over to him, looking into his eyes. You unzip his pants and slide them off. He looks down at you in disbelief. 

“What’s wrong Mammon?” 

“N-nothing..” His cheeks turn pink now as if he didn’t just give you the best orgasm of your life. You pull down his boxers enough to release his throbbing wood from its prison. You lean down and, starting from the bottom, slowly slide your tongue all the way to the tip while passionately looking him in the eyes. His cock flinches with pleasure from just the slight touch and he squirms beneath you. You sensually wrap your tongue and lips around the tip and rotate your tongue in circles over it. 

“Fuck!” Mammon’s head flings back in satisfaction as he moans out. His hand lands on your head and his fingers entangle with your hair. He moves his hips faintly as his impatience grows. Savoring this opportunity to tease him a bit, you leisurely move your lips down his shaft, gripping the bottom with one hand. His fingers tighten in your hair while whispers of stifled moans drift from his mouth. You look up at him biting his bottom lip, head still thrown back as he writhes in pleasure. His eyes suddenly meet yours, desperately, as if he is pleading for more.

Before you can continue he swiftly grabs onto your arm and pulls you up to him. His hard cock is abruptly flush against your slit. His hips gently bounce up and down, rubbing his wood against you. You are still sensitive and even the slight touch is intoxicatingly pleasurable. Lifting your hips up, you line him up with your hand and steadily lower your dripping cunt down, sliding it around his erection. You both writhe in pleasure as he perfectly slides into you. His hands move to your thighs, squeezing them tightly, he bounces his hips at a much quicker pace than before. You feel his hard member slam into your cervix and you howl out his name. A pleased grunt follows, showing that this only encouraged him more. His hips move a bit to each side as he continues bobbing you up and down. A few more whimpered moans escape you before he pulls you off his lap and has you face down against the bed. You go to look behind you right as you feel him press his hands up against your succulent ass, putting your face right back down onto the bed. His shaft slides right back in, causing your juices to drip down your thighs. 

“Mmm..” You hear muffled sounds of pleasure coming from him as he runs a finger up your wet thigh. One arm wraps around you from behind, reaching over your chest, all the way up to your neck. His hand grips your neck firmly, pulling you back into him. You feel every inch of his hard member throbbing inside you causing you to squirm. You hear a devilish laugh just before he pulls back and starts to vigorously pound into you from behind. The hand he has on your ass gets a firmer grip as his hips slam into you and pull away again. Following his lead, you move your hips with his. His pace begins to increase and both of you are filling the room with deep moans of enjoyment. You feel him lean over you, while still filling you with pleasure, and gently bite your shoulder. His tongue slides over your skin and it sends you over the edge. Your walls begin to twitch as you cover his cock in your creamy juices. Uncontrollable moans escape your lips as you scream his name over and over. 

“Mammon! Mammon! Fuck!” You may have finished, but he hasn’t. His pace doesn’t slow down. In fact, he speeds up as if seeing you cum for him made him want you even more. Your body, more sensitive now, starts feeling a buildup of excitement again. In your mind you know that if he keeps going you’re going to explode again. You feel his member begin throbbing more vigorously and he speeds up the pace once again. “Fuck! Y/N!” Loud moans erupt from him and you quickly join him. The room is echoing with your loud moans as you both explode from sheer pleasure. You feel his warm fluids fill you up and start dripping down your leg. As soon as he pulls out, you collapse, exhausted from how good he made your body feel. You hear him chuckle as he wraps himself around your tired, naked body. He gives you a sweet kiss on the cheek as you both drift into a peaceful slumber.