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[kelppsstuff]

Okaay so I saw that you accepting requests again sooooo can ask for some smut au Incubus!Adam x fem! Virgin Reader? I bet my ass if he was a demon he would 100% be a incubus who would has a virginity and breeding kink. You can't convince me otherwise 😆

For I Have Sinned

Summary: Adam was very self aware in the sexual department. He loved fucking virgins, so when you show up wearing your purity ring in hell of all places his interest grows heavily in you. He didn’t expect to fall but when he did he vowed to take that ring.

F!Reader

A/N: so I ended up making this were Adam went to hell as an incubus when he died because that fitted more with the way I went with this, if you’d like I can redo this where he originally went to hell, it would just be a different plot.

Masterlist

Warnings: breading, Virgin, jealously, blow job, pretty long.

A/N: this is the song.

You didn’t deserve to be in hell. Everyone could see it, and when they asked why you were you’d always brush it off. They just really could understand why, so you were the perfect example of a redeemable sinner.

You had arrived in hell just a little bit before the whole extermination battle. So you didn’t know too much about this whole place.

It was Alastor who found you and offered you a try at a second chance. Key word; try.

—

When you joined the hotels guest list, it had just been a few days till after Adam came to hell. So you two relatively had taken a room right around the same time.

Due to the closeness Charlie made the two of you always partners for activities. At first Adam was annoyed by your sweet personality, but maybe that wasn’t entirely true.

—

A knock on your door made you groan awake.

You opened the door, your hair spread everywhere and on the other side was the owner of the Hotel herself. Charlie.

“Hey Char Char. What can I do for you?” Charlie was beaming at you, like she had stars in her eyes. “We’re starting trust falls in thirty and going to go on from there!”

You gave her a polite smile and confirming nod just before she left. When you were ready, you walked out exactly 30 minutes later, and you did a woman from the room beside you.

That woman came from Adams room. You can’t say you really too surprised, he had a new girl in there every week.

The girl was embarrassed being caught, though not too embarrassed considering this was hell. You had recognized her however, she was the bookstore lady.

“Really?” You asked Adam as he too walked out his room and down the stairs with you. “What?”

“We’re supposed to not do sin.” You explained as you noticed he was walking next to you on the way down, and not the lady he was just spending his time with. “Yeah well a man has needs.”

You rolled your eyes and walked over to the lobby couch, while Adam showed the bookstore lady the door.

“Welcome! I hope everyone is having a good morning! We are going to do some trust falls first, then you and your partner will cook one another breakfast together.” The princess beamed at the sinners. You beamed right back while the others were to tired to show motivation.

Charlie walked to the platform she set up, and as always she went first. “I’m really proud of you guys!” She jumped and everyone was quick to catch — besides Adam and Alastor.

“Why don’t you go next Vaggie?” You could see the hesitation on her face, but ultimately decided Charlie was worth being a bit uncomfortable for a moment. “I know karate.”

While everyone continues to catch her, Adam rolled his eyes. He already knew that, he made sure his girls were well trained before going on the line.

As far as Adam was concerned he believed this was pointless. “Y/N, you next.” Vaggie picked you and you hurried on stage.

When you opened your mouth to speak you couldn’t find words. A trust fall was where you were supposed to share something, and despite you kind nature you were still a pretty private person.

You twisted the ring on your finger, thinking of something. You looked down and the pretty stone. “I have a purity ring.” You spoke softly and low but everyone heard.

Adam heard, and he didn’t know what happened but suddenly you were a lot more colorful.

When you jumped off the stage Adam was one of the first to catch you, appearing in the middle of the crowd out of no where — Alastor still kept to the side.

—

Each member, besides Alastor and Adam, had gone up and said something. So the activity moved on.

Everyone was awake now and so Charlie had set up stations and partners. Her and Vaggie, Angel, and Husk, Alastor and her dad along with Niffty, and then you and Adam.

Charlie handed everyone an apron and then said y’all could start.

There was so many things you could make you didn’t know which. You grabbed butter first and the some bread. Just as you were about to reach the eggs a tap to you side distracted you.

The king himself smiled at you, “want some batter?” Truth is, with your good nature Lucifer had became good friends with you.

You had shown Lucifer that maybe his gift of free will wasn’t a total flaw. “What kind?” You grabbed a plastic spoon and grabbed a little scoop.

“Pancakes!” Just as he spoke you at the batter and wow. That was good! “Make me a few too yeah?” Lucifer let out a little laugh with a nod that was interrupted by your partner.

Adam pushed himself in between the two of you, “sorry to intrude.” He wasn’t. “But I think you should start cooking now Y/N.”

You rolled your eyes and grabbed three eggs. “Grab me a bowl then will ya?” Adam did that while Lucifer went back to his station. You cracked the three eggs perfectly and started to whip them.

You also put the butter in the pan and started the oven, then dipped the bread in the eggs, placing it in the hot pan.

You grabbed some cinnamon and started to place it onto the frying bread.

Out of no where some flour flew at you. The culprit started to laugh at your white hair, all while you tried to remain calm.

Adam wasn’t going to make YOU food. No way! So what better way to pass the time than to annoy you?

You grabbed a handful of the flour and chucked it at Adam, his laughing stopped and you felt satisfied.

Then began your food fight. Alastor had put a stop to it after your French toast caught on fire and before the kitchen could become more of a mess.

You started to wash your hand and groan at the flour stuck in your ring. “Are you kidding me?!”

Adam looked over your shoulder. Getting an actual view of the ring. It was pretty, it was rare one would have such a pretty ring in hell — the place filled with muggers.

“So a virgin huh?” You gave Adam a weary glance, “yeah? So what?” You spoke to him in that little defensive tone of yours.

“Nothing nothing. Just wouldn’t think someone like you would be one.” His condescending tone caused your blood to boil, something that appeared only he could do.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” You wiped your hands off and placed one on your hip, twisting to look at him.

“Well we’re in hell, pretty much every one here is a slut.” You eyes widened at his vulgarity, not to mention the nerve of this man. “Your one to talk. Everyday there’s a new girl in your room.”

“Jealous?”

“As if.”

You had peeked Adam’s interest indeed.

—

Adam would always insult you for being a sinner. For doing some “kinky shit” for being in hell. No matter how sweet you were, Adam had always called bullshit. Though after he found out about your purity ring that changed.

Instead of calling you Sinner bitch it changed into good girl.

You were supposed to be delighted that was the case but you weren’t. Adam was the only person who treated you like everyone else. People would often always put on their fake kindness for you, just because you were kind to them.

You hadn’t realized you craved sin until Adam. If you were in hell it was for the sin of gluttony. You wanted more, not the same bullshit.

Charlie would always say you were sure to get to heaven, but now you didn’t know if you wanted to be there.

—

Thus came the annual Masquerade ball, hosted by the sin of pride himself on every Halloween.

Usually you and everyone in the hotel besides Alastor and Charlie wouldn’t be able to attend but this year you had all gotten invited, even Adam. So you helped Angel dust pick and outfit all the while looking for an outfit of your own.

Everyone was dressed in suit, and dresses, you had told the group you felt unwell and wouldn’t be attending. It was a lie but you just wanted to see how different it could be if you gave into all your desires.

So when everyone left you threw on your mask and your long dress with your styled hair, and popped off to the party.

When you entered no one knew who you were and you loved it. They would talk about their latest hookup, a conversation you hadn’t even heard since you were alive. They would talk about the latest sin they had done. It was quite fun to just splash in.

“May I have this dance?”

You turned around to the voice and you knew who it was, though you were under the impression he didn’t know you.

You didn’t want him to hear your voice so you only nodded and took his hand.

The two of you joined many other on the dance floor and started to sway to the slow song. Almost as if everyone was in sync.

Adam twirled you and hurried to bring you back to his chest. “I will say I’m disturbed that you haven’t said a word to me Y/N.”

Your heart stopped for a moment. “How’d you know.” He twirled you again and this time your back landed against his chest.

He brought his face to the crook of you neck and whispered almost desperate. “You mean besides your scent that I wish was on my sheets?.” You breath hitch as he pressed a gentle kiss against the curve of your neck. “It was your ring that gave it away.”

You silently cursed yourself for forgetting about that. You and Adam swayed in silence. Your back still against his chest, his arms wrapped around your waist while your held his. His breath fanning your neck causing a burning sensation that just consumed you.

“Why you lie?” You should have known someone would know, you just didn’t think it was Adam. “I’m not a child, I was tired of people treating me like one just because I’m a ‘sweetheart.’”

He hummed in your ear and dipped you. “You wish to be apart of adult conversations?”

“Is that such a surprise?” He brought out back to your feet and gave you a grin that caused a heat to spread.

“Do you know what I want?” You could say your answer before he started to continue. “I want you to drag you back to my room and ripped that dress off of you while you beg me to show you all the way to embrace pleasure.”

He wrapped your arms around his neck and wrapped his around your waist pushing your breast against his wide chest. “I ruin you in all the ways imaginable, then I want to create new ways just so you can never leave me.”

“And then when morning comes?” You asked.

“That’s when the fun begins.” His eyes was playful but in that moment something flickered in them. Something that drew your lips to his as you desperately tried to chase that feeling.

—

He pushed open the door and stumbled into the room with you, lips never leaving you besides for pleasurable sighs. He kicked the door shut and pushed you onto the bed.

He kicked off his shoes while bending down to take your own heels off.

You grabbed his tie and started yank it off. While he unzipped you. He kissed down your neck while pushing your dress down.

You started to unbutton his dress shirt but quickly grew annoyed and ripped it open, the buttons flying everywhere. You pushed his shirt off and looked up at him with desperate eyes.

He pulled away from your neck when he was satisfied with his art work and pulled back to get a better look at you. In panties, looking up at him with begging, no pleading eyes.

His chest went up and down, breathing heavily. His hair was a mess and you noticed he had a cowlick.

“I want you.” Adam knew you did and while he didn’t say it back you knew he did too. You knew from the way he quickly discarded the rest of y’all clothing. You knew from the way he spit over your pussy to make sure you had extra lubricant.

You knew from the way he pushed passed your folds. You knew when you cried out when he bottomed out inside you. You knew from when you saw the flicker in his eyes again.

And in that moment you knew that you would never be getting rid of him, for he would follow you to the end of the earth.

He started to thrust up into you, whines and moans leaving your mouth. While deep breaths and groans left his.

He then angles his hips and thrusts up once again, hitting the right spot inside you.

“Oh god, right there.”

“That’s right baby, I’m your god.”

Your hand were gripping the sheets above you and he brung his hand over your own. Spreading it out, his fingers linking with yours. The cold band on your finger the only the cold between the the two of you.

He continued his fast and relentless pace and soon the coil in your stomach was going to snap. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Adam I’m going to cum.”

“That’s right babe, cum on my cock, only my cock can make you feel like this.”

Just like that the coil snapped and Adam fucked you through your own orgasam, searching for his own.

“Fuck babe I’m gonna cum you keep clenching around me like that.”

The idea of Adam cumming in you was one you couldn’t get out of your head.

“Do it, cum in me. Make me yours.”

His hand wrapped around your throat and squeezed while he picked up the pace. “Fuck you want me to fill you up? Fill the cunt until your belly is swollen?”

“Yes.”

That did him in. He came, hard, painting your walls white.

When the two of you came down from your highs the two of you fell asleep. When you awoke the neck morning you panicked, you were in Adam’s bed, you slept with him, and you didn’t regret it. Most of all, you couldn’t find your ring.

You went back to your room and grabbed some clothes and went to look in the lobby, wondering if it dropped.

Though when you entered it there Adam was, talking to husk and while he was handsome his face wasn’t what brought your attention.

It was the dangling necklace that had your ring on the chain. The message was clear, you were his, and he was yours.

—

Done! Sorry I haven’t updated in a bit, I’ve been working on my other blogs, but I promise I haven’t forgotten all of you people. How could I? Everyone in Hazbin is practically hot.

[kelppsstuff]

Let’s make a deal

Series masterlist

Paring: Human Alastor x Demon F!Reader -> Demon Alastor

Summary: When a soul stumbles into hell and begs you to kill his son, you are intrigued. Coming to earth, Alastor finds you in his home ready to strike a deal. Once his signature is on the dotted line, he’s realized how big of a mistake he truly has made.

Tropes: enemies to lovers -> slow burn.

Warnings: MDNI, mentions of a substance abuse/excessive drinking/blood. Manipulation, toxicity, murder, smut, self harm, depression, suicidal thoughts, suicide. Each chapter has their own warning list.

Taglist: @ladyninggs @highfunctioningsociopathdev @pufferfishworld (to be added just ask)

A/N: I highly recommend reading all the warnings, this story is going to become dark. Also if I missed anything in my warnings please let me know.

Chapters

Chapter One

Summary: Alastor made a deal with a demon and when he couldn’t fill his end of the bargain his soul was all he had to give.

Chapter Two

Summary: You would think Alastor would learn from his mistakes, making deals with demons never end well. However, you life for his soul? How could he refuse that?

Chapter Three

Coming soon…

[kelppsstuff]

So sweet 🫶🏻 I do have a few requests that I need to knock out soon, but then I will get right on this! I have an Adam request and one Alastor that I’m almost finished with, when I have that out I’ve gotten a few requests for mammon so I’ll be send a bunch of mammon out soon! So I promise this won’t take to to long 🫶🏻🫶🏻

Thank you for being so kind

[kelppsstuff]

If he appeared in my room then that would be a shame 😔😔😔

[kelppsstuff]

Can you perhaps write an Adam x reader where the reader is extremely insecure about their looks and thinks they'll never be truly attractive and he comforts them after catching them in the middle of a breakdown ....... Thank you so much I love your work ♥️♥️

Divine

Summary: when your insecurities get the best of you Adam is there

F!Reader

Masterlist

Warnings: depression, depressive thoughts, making love, panic attack

Taglist: @fandomsbookclub @adamsfavoritesinner @leathesimp @mmichelleszn @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @sirenetheblogger @jawline-of-steel

You always were one to never feel confident in your own body. Even when you were alive. You were beyond surprised when the first man told you he wanted you, and even more surprised when you started dating.

You were a relatively high ranking angel, most people respected you. You were kind, compassionate, caring, and most of all, you were down to earth, or well heaven.

However even in your after life those thoughts followed you. Making you question everything about yourself.

The questions started small.

Were you too tall? Were you too short? Should you have long or short hair?

Then they began to form into something more.

Were you eat too much? Too less? Were your boobs big enough? Was your ass too big? What made you deserve Adam? Why are you even here?

You never told anyone about said thoughts. Heaven wasn’t a place of insecurity. Everyone was “hot” as saint peter like to put it, so no one really talked about their problems.

You tired hard to appear perfect. Always going the extra mile for something, for someone.

—

You walked around your home, glass of wine in your hand. You made a sudden stop however as you caught a glimpse of your reflection in one of the mirrors in your home.

You took another sip to try and stop the incoming thoughts, however it did no good.

Do you really think Adam wants you? It’s all a joke to him. You don’t deserve him, look at you.

Tears started to form in your eyes, tears of sadness filling eyes of rage.

You screamed out in frustration and threw the wine glass to the mirror. The glass shattered and red stained your white walls.

The thoughts stopped, finally a moment of peace, but it did not last. The came back stronger than before.

You grabbed one of your fire pokers and started to hit your glass cabinets. Throwing every thing you could find against the walls.

You didn’t find clarity though.

You slid down the walls while the tears slid down your face. “Just leave me alone!” You cried out to the empty room.

Now you’re throwing a fit? Get over yourself, god you’re pathetic.

You didn’t hear the door open, you couldn’t get out of your head. You didn’t hear footsteps crunching on the glass around you, it was blocked out by your crying.

You only focused back when Adam placed his arms around you and slightly shook the two of you.

“What’s the matter baby?” His voice was unusually soft, and it was delicate.

“I want the mirrors gone.” You begged to him. He pulled your head away from his chest and made you look up at him. “Then how would you see your beautiful face?”

You scoff out, “what a funny joke.” Your voice was bitter, and your throat was raw. The tears had finally stopped, but they still stained your face and your lashes were soaking.

“Funny of you to think I’m joking. Talk to me baby.” He noticed your insecurities to an extent. Adam wasn’t one to be too aware of mental struggles — even if he has some of his own — but he noticed things about you.

He would notice how you would always try and hide your stomach. How you would sometimes get lost in though while grabbing your thighs. He would notice how you never wanted him to go down on you even though you would blow him off. He would notice your long looks in the mirror and the distance face you had.

He would try and help. Telling how how hot he found you every time he saw you. He would always praise you. It wasn’t enough, he knew that but he wanted you to come to him about this first.

He didn’t want to upset you more with confrontation.

“I’m so ugly! I don’t know why you’re still with me! I’m an embarrassment for you. You’re too good for me.”

Adam brushed away your tears with his lips. Silently listening. This was your moment to get everything off your chest.

“I’m not smart, I’m not even that pretty.” You scoffed and looked away from Adam, “Lute would be a better partner than me.”

Adam pulled your face back to him. “You have no idea just how wrong you are. You are heaven itself. This place was hell until you.”

“You’re not an embarrassment, I’m so proud to have you on my arm. You’re so intelligent that you make god look stupid. Don’t even get me started on your beauty.”

“I love every part of you. I love every inch of skin you have. You’re so pretty baby and I love you so much it hurts that I can’t express how much I truly do. And I cannot wait until the day that I see you walking down that isle in white.”

You smiled at Adam, it would take time to fully believe him, but right now he made you happy. It had been a long time since the thoughts were gone and it was just the two of you.

“Thank you, Adam.”

Adam placed a kiss your lips and reluctantly backed away. “Don’t thank me baby. Here’s what I want you to do. I want you to go out have a spa day, go shopping, get all dolled up and when you get back I’ll have a surprise for you.”

You nodded your head and Adam kissed you all over your face leaving giggles to flea from your mouth. God you drive him crazy, in the best way.

—

You got your nails done, even gotten your hair styled, and you went to the mall to get new jewelry and a dress.

By the time you got home and walked brought the door all the glass and everything was cleaned up.

Another thing you noticed was the rose petals making a path to your room while music played out. The closer your got to the room the louder you heard the song.

You opened the door and there Adam stood. In a suit, maskless, while holding up a rose to you.

Adam could feel his heart stop. He looked you up and down and he knew that he would love you for the rest of his immortal life.

“You look…” and felt like he couldn’t breathe, you were simply, “divine.”

Red rushed to your cheeks as you walked closer to him, taking the rose. You wrapped your arms around his neck and looked around.

Candles were lit all over the room and you noticed he put a table in here that had your favorite food and wine. You looked to the left and noticed the bed was filled with rose petals just like the table.

The candles reflected against your skin and Adam knew that this was the moment, he couldn’t wait a second longer.

“Marry me.”

You snapped your head up to him, “what?”

Adam dropped your arms to his hands and he started to get onto hid knee. “I’ve lived in Heaven longer than I can remember, but it wasn’t Heaven until you. I have had two wives and yet it was you who taught me how to love.”

Adam pulled out a ring box from his jacket and opened revealing your dream ring. It was breathtaking.

“I was trapped in a marriage twice, and I don’t want you to think of this as a trap. When I ask you to marry me I’m asking for you to let me worship you. Let me wake up beside you every single day. Let me try and show just how deep my love for you goes, even though it’s impossible because I simply have too much of it to show. So I ask you. Will you marry me?”

A smile broke on your face and you dropped to you knees bringing him to a kiss. You put your hand to his cheek while he wrapped his arms around you.

You kissed all over his face saying yes a million times. Adam face was full of love and happiness as he placed the ring onto your finger.

You looked at him and placed your forehead against his, “never let me go.” You whispered.

“Never.” He promised.

He picked you up and carried you to the bed, kissing you along the way.

When he dropped you to the edge of the bed you immediately went to his belt but he pushed your hands away.

He dropped to his knees and pushed your back to the bed. “This night is all about you, honey.”

You were nervous yet excited.

He undid your heels, slightly rubbing your sore feet before his hands trailed up your thighs. “Lift your hips baby.”

You flushed pink, Adam said Vulgar things all the time but that would play a repeat in your head for days, hell eternity to come.

You did as he said and he pushed your dress up while pulling down your panties, stuffing them in his pockets.

He brought his lips to your own, and gave your heat a little kiss. Your little moan let him knew just how eager you truly are, along with the slickness along your folds.

He grabbed your legs and placed them on his shoulder, slightly angling your hips upwards.

He gave you a long lick, loving the taste of you. He wanted more, no needed more, he needed to taste you more.

He gave you more licks and suck before rubbing your clit while putting his tongue to use but pushing it past your folds and into your walls.

You could feel pressure in your stomach begging to be release, you were quite familiar of this feeling.

“Adam, I’m oh god, I’m going to cum.”

Adam paced quicken, desperate to have you gush on his tongue and gush you did. You poured onto him, crying out in pleasure. Adam didn’t let a single drop past him.

When you finally were finished riding out your high Adam climbed over you. A sight it was.

He ran a hand down his hair, his tie loose, your fluids over his face and a hungry look in his eyes. You made sure to engrave that memory in your head. You pushed off his suit jacket while he worked on his belt and shoes.

Adam ripped open your dress causing you to whine, “that was expensive!”

Adam started to kiss up your neck and to your ear, his low raspy voice right over it. “I’ll buy you ten more.” His breath blew over the curvature of your ear making your yearn for him.

You ripped open his shirt, buttons flying everywhere as you gave him begging eyes with a sweet voice to accompany it. “Please my love.”

“How can I refuse someone as pretty as you.”

You believe him, you felt pretty, you felt loved, you felt worshipped, you felt enough.

Adam pushed down his pants and lined himself up to your entrance. He slowly started to push into your slick walls, leaning down over you breathing heavy, matching yours.

When he finally bottomed out he had to take a moment to stop. You were so tight and you were squeezing him so nice.

In the very low of your stomach you could feel a tiny bulge.

He took you hand hand placed it over your lower stomach. “You feel me baby? You feel what you do to me? Only you could make me like this.”

“I love you Adam.” He placed a soft kiss on your soft lips, “not as much as I love you.”

Before you could deny it he thrusted up into you. Suddenly your ‘impossible’ turned into “don’t stop.”

“I won’t baby.”

He kept his word. He kept it slow and you didn’t ask for him to go faster. His thrust was hard and it his the exactly spot that he knew would make you tick.

He started to rub your clit, whispering praises in your ear and then suddenly you could feel yourself pulsing around him.

With you tightening Adam’s own release pushed deep into. Painting your walls white.

When you both came down from your highs he pulled out and made you two a bath.

While the two of you soak and nipped your ear and joke, “looks like I skipped dinner and went straight to dessert.” You giggled and splashed him.

The two of you went silent for a moment, just admiring the other. “I love you.” You both said.

Adam was truly happy.

You were truly happy.

Any problems that would happen you two would face them, together.

AHHHHH

Okay so let’s talk!

I’m so happy I wrote this! You have no idea, while writing this it felt like a piece of me healing.

If anyone is struggling I want you to know you’re not alone! There are others out there and I don’t mean that as a way to down play you, I mean that in a way they people understand and people will listen.

Don’t struggle alone there is always a door open and each and every person alive is beautiful and truly amazing and there is always someone something that loves you!

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Fuck like a pornstar

Summary: To Vox your just Val’s gift, or is it more? How much does his interest in you actually grow?

Masterlist

Warnings: stripping, lap dance, drugs

Taglist: @fandomsbookclub @leathesimp @mmichelleszn @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @sirenetheblogger @jawline-of-steel

A/N: your stage name is Blue other than that this is completely F!Reader. Also the song is “Skin” by Rihanna.

Hell was hot — obviously — except it did get cooler a certain time of year. Christmas time. Besides Halloween Christmas was the only holiday celebrated in hell and it was mostly celebrated to show mockery to heaven.

Nonetheless Vox still carried on with the whole gift giving activity that Velvet made him do. Every year Vox would hand Valentino a stack of money. Except this year Velvet is making him get an actual gift.

So he brainstormed on the best idea and came up with one Val would love. A whore. Vox was classier that that though. He would give a Valentino a whore with skill. East enough all he had to do was choose, and get them to sign their soul away.

So that’s why he found himself here, in a sleezy stripper club that had cheap alcohol.

He took a seat in the top — vip section — and ordered a whiskey on the rocks. He sent the waitress off once he decided she wasn’t what he was looking for.

Speaking of what he was looking for he wanted talent, enough to stop hearing Val bitch and moan about Angel Dust.

The lights dimmed and the announcer said the next dancer stage name. “Money shot.” So creative.

While she was dancing Vox would admit she was okay looking, but the name put him off.

The waitress set his drink on the table beside him and just as she went to pull away Vox grabbed her arm, slightly pulling her down to him.

“Do you know who’s going up next?”

The waitress thought for a moment before answering. “That would be, Blue.” 

“Thank you sweetie.” Vox let her go and the waitress did blush at the name.

Blue huh?

As “money shot” walked off the stage Vox waited for the cash to be swept up. Once the floor was clear the purple and pink lights faded to Blue.

“Next up we have the beloved Blue!”

You walked onto the stages and gripped the pole. You released a breath and smiled at the crowd when the music started playing.

The mood is set. (Uh huh)

You twirled around the pole.

So you already know what’s next. (Uh huh ah)

You wrapped your leg around the pole and leaned down just enough to tease the audience a better view of your cleavage.

TV on blast, turn it down, turn it down.

Vox brow rose his eyes looking you up and down from the upper floor.

Don’t want it to clash with my body screaming out, no-o-o

You slid down the pole into a split. You gripped the pole once again and pulled yourself up slightly while spinning the pole.

Now that was talent. Vox called over the waitress once again and asked, “how much for a room with her?”

The waitress pulled out a tablet — that was ironically VoxTex — and looked up your prices. “How many songs were you wanting to spend with her?”

“Just one.”

“100$”

That’s cheap. Vox thought then again, it was a cheap club. “No problem, put it on this card.” Vox handed her his card without a second glance.

By the time the song was over and you walked off the stage you got called into a room immediately. You had always hated lap dances, sure you thought they were fun, but most of the time they guy or girl was a creep. So you dreaded them.

When you got do the door you popped you neck and gave yourself a little pep talk before you grabbed the door handle and twisted.

You walked into the room and walked over to the client, your eyes had widen when you saw the famous TV overlord. Vox.

You surprise clearly showed on your face as your mouth had started to turn dry in fear. Why would Vox be at a strip club? Surely he could just ask someone and they would say thank you.

“Do uhm do you have a song request?”

Vox titled his head, a cocky smirk on his face. He looked you up and down as if he was inspecting you.

“You can choose.” You nodded your head and put on a random song.

You twirled around the pole getting a sensual feel for the music before you started to make your way over to the media overlord.

Vox kept his cocky smirk, but other than that he was unreadable. You couldn’t even tell if he was enjoying it. You damn well was trying hard to be sexy, considering he could kill you if he feels his money isn’t well spent.

You rubbed your hands on his shoulders then place one leg on the couch beside him, then another. You leaned your head down so your breath could fan his neck.

You wrapped one arm around his neck and placed your other hand onto his side — under his jacket. At long last you finally grinned against him.

Vox clenched his mouth shut to stop the sound coming from his mouth. Even then you could still feel him, and now you knew. Even if he kept a straight face you knew he was enjoying this. His hard aching length could vouch for it as you rubbed yourself onto him.

Vox eyes closed for and when he opened them he started his “interview.”

“So what’s a pretty lady like you working like this?” His claws started to break the leather on the couch, imagining it was your skin as he broke you in the best way possible.

You brow rose, normally clients talk about themselves. “What can I say? I’m in hell for a reason honey.”

Vox couldn’t help but grab you chin and slightly rase your head, one of his claws rubbing your blue lipstick.

“The pay good?”

Your you licked your lips, not realizing you also lick that finger. When you went to respond with a no, he pushed his thumb inside your mouth, making you suck it.

“How lewd you are.” Vox said, lewd was what he was looking for. When he removed his thumb

The song came to an end and as you were getting up, trying failing to cover the red blush on your cheeks. Vox took that as his que to present his deal.

“Just one more thing.” You hand you hand on the door yet his voice almost compelled you to stay — even though he was mind controlling you. “Yes Mr Vox?”

That’s a name he likes hearing.

“This isn’t, the best place of business let’s be honest. If you come work for me, I can give you money, fame, a business career. All you need to do is shake my hand.”

Vox held out his hand, a blue light coming from said hand.

Your eyes widen at the offer, your thought going haywire but one thought was consistent. “While money and fame and even a less sleazy job would be amazing, I didn’t end up in hell for greed.” You pushed aside his hand as you further explained. “I like dancing, sure the pay is horrible and I couldn’t even count how many bastards don’t know what no means, but I’m not a woman meant for an office.”

Vox hand curled in on itself and he gave you a smile and while most would be scared of it, you found yourself excited with thrill.

“I of course can’t force you.” He could. “Perhaps another time.”

“Perhaps.” You gave an akward smile and walked out.

—

You had expected to never see the overlord again. It was a weird experience but you honestly had thought that your interactions with video star was over.

So to say you were surprised to walk into a room — the same room as previous — was an understatement.

You tilted your head and you couldn’t help the shocking smile crossing your face. “Mr Vox I wasn’t expecting to see you again.”

Vox sipped down the rest of his drink and returned your smile with one of his own. “Well Ms. Blue what can I say? I missed your company.”

“That so?”

“Unbelievably so.”

You walked over to the overlord and took a seat in his lap, as if that seat was your throne. You’re back facing him but he could feel your ass pressing up against him.

You grabbed the tablet from the table beside the two of you and asked him a familiar question. “Do you have a song request?” You pulled up the search engine and waited for his answer.

He placed one hand on your thigh while the other moved your hair away from the left side of your neck, to the right side.

“You can choose.”

His breath brushed your skin, causing goosebumps to spread. Vox couldn’t help the little laugh leaving his lip at the sight of your shudder.

His voice did something to you, maybe that’s why so many people tuned in on his talk show. His voice was heavenly sinful.

You once again played a random song. You looked over your shoulder to see Vox just watching you, almost studying you, like he was memorizing you.

You placed your hand over his — the one that was placed on your thigh — and asked, “where would you like me to begin Mr Vox.”

A devilish smirk crossed Vox face. Oh you were good with that sweet yet oh so punishable voice of yours. Speaking in a begging tone with demanding eyes. Chills.

“Why don’t you have your fun darling?”

You stood up and Vox out of instinct went to stand up with you, but you pushed him back down with your foot. Dark midnight blue heels pushing against his chest making him stay.

Vox grabbed you foot and pulled you into him. You collapsed against his chest, let out a giggle from the rush of falling.

Vox hand cupped your cheek and it was your turn to smirk devilish. You crawled into his lap, Brest facing him this time.

You brought his face closer her to you as you grinned down onto him.

“Fuck.” Vox eyes closed and you could help but close yours in pleasure as well. The feeling of him up against you, so close yet so far, was incredibly endearing.

When you opened your eyes you saw the man in front of you. His eyes was already open and he was looking at your lips as if they were begging him to ruin the lipstick that coated them.

His eyes glanced up into yours.

He leaned up to you and you started to lean down, both wanting.

Just before your lips could connect the song turned off. He only paid for one song. The time was up, and both of you knew it.

You push you index finger against his lips, stopping him, but also stopping you.

“Maybe next time, Mr Vox.”

“I suppose that means you won’t re-think of taking my deal?”

You rose from his lap and he rose from the couch. “Unfortunately no.”

Vox slightly shook his head in disbelief. “I could give you anything you want.” In exchange for your soul.

Of course Vox didn’t say the true price out loud.

You patted his chest after you finished fixing his bow tie. “You should get better persuasion skills.”

You leaned up and kissed his cheek, “come back when you’ve found some.” You walked out the room, once again leaving Vox alone.

—

Vox walked into Velvet’s modeling studio and looked to the woman Velvet had lined up.

Vox then turned his head to Velvet to was currently shooting something up her nose. What? He didn’t care to know.

“Is this everyone?” Vox asked her. She looked up to him and nodded her head — walking over to him — “these are some of my good, not best, but great models.” Velvet sure as hell wouldn’t give up her best.

“TRINITY! GET YOUR ASS TO THE POLE!”

Vel yelled out and the said sinner walked to the pole.

“One of these girls is going to work Vox I’m telling you.” Vox nodded his head to the fashion designer. He didn’t care for someone perfect just good enough, it’s not like they were gonna actually work for him.

This was gonna be easy.

—

Velvet groaned out as Vox said no the the next girl. Spoiler alert, not that easy.

“Fucking hell Vox, why are you being so picky?! It’s not like your fucking them!”

She was right, but Vox couldn’t help it. All of these girls wasn’t what he was looking for. “Who’s next?” Vox said, trying to get this over with.

“That’s it! There’s no more. I have to calk for 30 OTHER models because of your picky ass.” Velvet pulled out her phone and began to start walking away, tapping away on her phone.

Vox sighed and downed his whiskey. His claws picked up the bottle looking to pour some more, only to find the bottle empty.

He grabbed his suit jacket — that was thrown over the couch — and started to make his way out the building. On his was to the alcohol store.

—

He walked through the isle, picking up whatever he wanted and putting it in his cart.

As he made his way to the front he heard a familiar voice arguing with the clerk. “I’m missing FIVE cents for BOX wine. Just give me the damn box.”

“Listen lady no can do, and imma have to ask you to leave!” The clerk pointed to the door and that’s when Vox noticed the females face.

It was you. You with a fuming face, quite laughable.

“Whatever, I don’t want your nasty cheap wine anyways!” You stormed out the store, slamming the door on the way. Vox stoped the clerk from grabbing the wine. He handed the cashier a stack of 100$ bills and grabbed the box along with his own shit and walked out.

The clerk eyes widen at the amount of cash handed to him as if it was a second thought.

—

Vox rushed down the road after you. When he finally reached up to you he pulled you out of your fuming rant.

“You okay there?”

You stopped mid fume and looked to the overlord.

“Mr Vox?”

Vox took a seat beside her — the two sat on a bus bench — and placed her box wine in her lap.

“You saw that did you?” You looked embarrassed, your your frustration seemingly gone.

“Only a little.” A little, but enough.

“In my defense I was only FIVE cents short!” You said defensively.

“Right… five cents short on a 20$ box of wine.”

You scoffed at him and crossed your arms, looking away, “not all of us are rich.”

“I can make you rich.” You rolled you eyes. “Back to this?”

Vox let out a little laugh, “tell you what I take you back to my tower, we can make some margaritas or something and you can complain allll about that no good clerk?”

You looked him up and down a brow rose. “You really think I’m dumb enough to go to an overlord house?”

Vox raise one eye brow before you let out a smile. “Lead the way.”

—

“I didn’t even get back my money!”

Vox let out another laugh, the two of you were officially drunk.

Vox had turned off his phone a while ago after Velvet fifth ring. It wasn’t often he could relax.

“So anything frustrating you?”

Vox let out an annoyed groan, “Christmas.” You nodded in agreement, for most it was a stressful time.

“It can be annoying.”

“Tell me about it!”

You laughed at his expression, thinking everything he did was funny. You looked to the clock and sighed out.

“I’ve gotta get home.”

Vox looked to the clock as well and noticed it was only five. “So early?”

“I’m training a newbie.”

Vox made a noise of understanding before asking, “you can’t cancel?”

You laughed and made your way down the stairs, Vox right behind you. “Unfortunately not.” You walked to the base flooring. Opening the door and breeze of cold brushed you.

“It’s cold out, you should probably stay.”

You rolled your eyes before turning to the video star. “I can’t, I honestly wish I could.” The look in your eyes made Vox knew how true that statement was.

“I’ll call you a ride.”

“No no, you don’t have to.” You went to turn back around but Vox grabbed onto your arm and turned you back around to him.

“Baby it’s cold outside, I insist.”

Red nipped at your cheeks, but you blamed the cold. Vox ordered the ride and just before you got into the car he placed his suit jacket around you.

He pushed you into the car before you could refuse.

He leaned into your view, “I’ll come by for that.” It was a promise.

Vox closed the door and hit the top, signaling to drive.

Vox ended up telling Velvet that he didn’t need her models, he knew just who was the perfect lady for the job.

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hello sweetheart, that might sound stupid but, I wanna know if you prefer requests to be more specific, or you rather do your own thing? Just wanted to know before asking you to do request for me ❤️

This is 100% not stupid!

I can do either or! If you have a specific scene or idea you cannot get out get out your head then please put that in the request!

If you just have a general idea but not any actual ideas for it then that’s okay too, whatever appeals to you.

A request is for you to tell me your creativity, and I will try my hardest to bring it to life! 🫶🏻

Also I’m so sorry I got to this late!

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TEEHEE 🤭

I don’t have many mutuals but I’m thankful for all of them none the less along with all the people who enjoy my works 🫶🏻

@adamsfavoritesinner @lovelyverosika

hey moots lets start a wholesome chain because i think it’s very well needed tonight 🫶🏻 no rules, just reblog & tag people who you love very much and think deserve the world !!

@snobwaffles @dumbificat @soleillunne @manumimiii @xianyoon @blue-b3rries @sparklyspring @hwaitham @bunicate @nervocat @yaminohimeyume @ryuryuryuyurboat @auroratumbles @mikacynth @/heiayen @www-brontide + all the members of ecrin & anyone reading this !!

ehe… uhm my first time startin one of these i just wanna spread some positivity, i don’t like seeing people down n’ stuff 🥺

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Something makes me wonder how would lute and Adam react if they saw exorcist reader use her thighs to crush a demon because someone managed to take away her spear from her

People who use their legs as weapons have me entranced and hopefully these two are the same

Wow… just wow

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Warnings: violence, thoughts of nswf

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You were a new recruit. Safe to say Adam and Lite heavily underestimated you, Honestly they didn’t even know you existed besides from when they first recruited you.

You tried hard to prove yourself. You wanted to climb the ranks. In life you were a nobody, a push over. You refused to allow your after life to be the same.

So every extermination you’d try your hardest to turn the two angels heads. This extermination was going to be no different.

—

You knocked on Adam’s office door, you had offered to do his paperwork — you can guess the reason — and had just finished.

“Yeah?!”

You cleared your voice and took a breath. “I finished the paperwork sir.” The door opened and for a moment Adam looked you up and down confused “who are you?”

What an asshole.

“Y/N. We spoke like 5 hours ago.”

Recognition crossed his face, “Oh! I remember you, ya you can just hand them over to me and see yourself out.”

Adam had ended up taking complete credit for how well written each document was, he didn’t even ask you how you managed to make an exact replica of his signature on every page.

—

“Best time for flying is Y/N. Y/N? Do we have a Y/N” Lute asked looking around the crowd. Ironically she seemed to know everyone else besides you.

You raised your hand and hid the annoyance on your face. “Here.” Lute gestured for you to walk up and take the medal.

It was honestly the first time you’ve ever had proof of your hard work. It was also the first time Lute remembered your face, not your name.

—

Everyone was lined up. Lute and Adam were giving their usual pep talk while the rest of you were eagerly listening.

“We are going to go down there and fuck them up!” Adam screamed out followed by lute “fuck them up yeah!”

“I don’t want anyone coming back without blood on their hands! Now ladies, strike!!!!”

Your wings spread as did the others around you. You took flight and the bloodbath began. Angels were killing sinners left and right.

A sinner jumped onto your back as you killed one. You hurried to sling them off before absolutely destroy his body with your glowing white spear.

You were pissed off now.

You heard Lute groan and looked over to her. You rushed over to her and pushed the weird looking sinner off.

You pushed the sinner one more time before kicking his knees out and getting behind them, slitting there throat.

Lute eyes widened, your hair was darker and looked wet, while your skin and wings were stained red.

You gave her a glance and walked away. It was like you didn’t even knew her ranked, it made her feel a rush.

—

As the fight dragged on everyone started to leave, but you had one more you decided to kill. One more you refused to let get away. If you killed this last one you’d effectively would have most kills. Adam and Lute would have to recognize you.

Adam and Lute did once last sweep together to make sure all angels had started to return through the portal. It was the they saw you on the ground.

You tackled a sinner and while rolling on the ground they had bit you while also grabbing her spear, thankfully you didn’t bleed. As the started to run your eyes darkened.

You didn’t let them get far, you hurried to use your wings, landing in front of the you wrapped your legs around there head and use your hips to twisted their neck. Snapping it.

You rolled up to your feet and made eye contact with the two angels watching you from above, your gaze filled with red. Blood red.

Adam smirked, his face showed exactly what he was thinking, ‘me next.’ While Lute unexpectedly winked to you, also having the same ‘me next’ look.

However that’s not what they were thinking at least that wasn’t there first thought. Their first thought was “wow… just wow.” Two idiots didn’t realize they said it out loud.

Your blood soaked wings spread out and you took flight. Going back to heaven to clean up.

—

“Most kills belongs to Y/N.” You had expected their confused gaze but instead Adam smirked while Lute pointed to you.

You finally had their attention, and you would never leave their gaze or minds again for your soul weather you knew it or not would belong to them, no matter what.”

Ahhh I hope I satisfy your vision!

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heyyy can you do general romantic relationship with fizz headcannon?

General Fizz HC’s

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Warnings: poly relationship cause Ozzie

When you are all asleep fizz is the first one to fall. You and Ozzie will gush over how adorable he is since he has his tongue out.

—

You often touch his face since that’s the only part he can really feel mostly.

—

You do have to help him trough panic attack, he he’ll help you.

—

If Fizz found you crying he would immediately wrap you up with his arms going around the two of you tightly.

—

You and Ozzie both try and convince him that Mammon is selfish.

—

I feel like when you first joined the relationship that Fizz would get insecure. Like he loves you and he loves Ozzie, so what if you two only love each other and run away without him?

You often reassure him of your love.

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Fizz always loves to sing to you so does Ozzie.

—

Once when Oz was out and you were sick Fizz tried to make you some chicken soup, but the kitchen started to burn down.

Some workers stopped it and you just made Fizz lay down with you and cuddle.

He ended up getting sick as well.

—

A total baby, always wants attention and you’re happy to deliver.

—

His favorite drink is caparison’s or hells equivalent to it.

When you go grocery shopping it’s the first Isle Fizz take you too. The second being the candy.

When you get home from work the next day, you find all the caprisun gone and fizz in a pile of the rappers, sticking his tongue out cutely.

—

When fizz quite Mammon you were so so so happy! Yall definitely had a fun night spoiling Fizz with praise.

—

Fizz will often do a lot of things for you. That’s his love language, acts of service.

If you say you have to clean the house? It’s already spotless from how fast Fizz worked.

He loved doing things for you, favorite part of his day, he also loves the praise after it.

Ahhhh, I hope that this was to your liking! Ik it feels rushed 😭 I might go back and re-do this, just ideas was not coming to my head when I needed it unfortunately.

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Ones dyk what would be amazing one where Lucifer and the reader were married and stuff and they were at a hotel w the gang and they wanted to play a movie or sum shi and when Luci plays the tape he plus a sex tape by accident I’d kill for tha

UHM YESSSS!

Oops

| I love this idea so much oml! |

LUCIFER X F!READER

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Warnings: Nswf, filmed.

Taglist: @fandomsbookclub @leathesimp @michelleszn @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @sirenetheblogger @jawline-of-steel

You were no saint, obviously considering Lucifer was your husband, and being your husband meant that it was often that he would see your anger.

However everyone else? They thought you were as kind as can be. You couldn’t hurt a fly.

Lucifer loved the kind personality you had, but sometimes he would wish you’d rage at the person who actually pissed you off instead of his ducks.

When he heard you slam the door to your shared room he knew you were in a bad mood. Rightfully so, this bitch on the side of the street tried to spill coffee on you.

“Can you believe how disrespectful some people can be?!”

Lucifer swallowed thick, you were hot as hell when pissed off, (pun intended.) “Well we are in hell sweetheart.”

You rolled your eyes at your sweet loving husband. He was often the one who made you see things clearer.

You grabbed his dress shirt, gripping the soft material tightly, and pulled him to you. First giving him a soft loving kiss.

That’s how it always started, a sign of care before any sex was initiated. It was a ritual that started from the first time you two had sex.

You broke off the kiss and replaced it with a rougher one. You were ravenous as you started to peel off Lucifer’s shirt. He was much better as he ripped your dress.

You two started twords the bed, hand tangled in hair and rubbing over each others bodies. The two of you singing out at the feeling.

You pushed him onto the bed and climbed into his lap. Lucifer went to unbutton his trousers but you stopped him. “Have I gave you permission?”

“No, my love.” He breathed out in a small voice.

“Since when did you not ask for permission?”

Lucifer whined as you started to grind on him. He wanted to be inside you, he felt like he needed to. “I’m sorry, please.”

You laughed almost cruelly as you brung him to a state of pure begging. Now most believed Lucifer was the more dominant in the bedroom, and some days he can be, however most days you were in charge. And you weren’t as kind as people think sometimes.

Even if Lucifer felt a need to cum as you continued to grind on him, he didn’t. He loved how different you could be in the bedroom compared to normal. He would never want to disappoint you by not doing exactly as you say.

There were times Lucifer believed he was made solely to please you, and he loved that idea.

—

After the hotel was rebuilt you were tired. You had spend the last few weeks fixing up this place and all you wanted to do was relax.

Everyone was in the living room — even Alastor, he didn’t die — except for you beloved husband. “Hey Luci!” You called out, your voice slightly loud, but not that much louder.

Like clockwork Lucifer appeared right behind the couch you were on. “Yes, my love?” He started to slightly massage your neck and you smiled up at him as if he was the sun.

“I wanna watch a movie. You remember some of those movie tapes we have at the house? Think you can put some on?”

Lucifer refused to get a new tv, and you never asked, so the two of you used a slightly older tv that took RV tapes.

“Of course.” He leaned down and gave you a kiss before forming one of the black tapes in his hands. He walked to the tv and pressed play, walking back to you.

“Have I gave you permission?”

“No, my love.”

“Since when did you not ask for permission?”

You eyes widened at the sound of Lucifer whine echoing throughout the room. You looked to the other people around you.

Charlie looked scared for her eternal life.

Alastor had a look of pure disgust and he got up and left. Good on him.

Husk groaned in annoyance and jugged back a bottle.

Vaggie was rubbing Charlie’s back while she had an external crisis.

And angel? He was loving this! A wide smile and all.

Lucifer, he looked proud as proud can be. He had one tiny wave of embarrassment but after? He was thrilled. Alastor had seen, so in Lucifer eyes, this was a big fuck you to him.

You the Tv camera slightly glitched as Lucifer pinned you to the table. That’s when video you noticed that camera. “Luci, it’s recording.”

Lucifer was to busy thrusting in you to care, and you soon lost interest in the camera as well as you begged Lucifer to let you cum.

Regular you rushed to the TV and took the tape out. You were embarrassed beyond words.

—

Now every time some random would be a bitch to you angel would tease as he saw you walking to you and your husbands shared room. “Try not to take to long okay? I wanna show you MY best film.”

Safe to say despite how sweet you still acted, everyone knew you had a side — that was most likely the reason your in hell — that still exists.

It’s short ik, but I just didn’t think this would need to be too too long! I hope you enjoyed!

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UPDATE ON REQUESTS!

So I’m going to close my ask for right now, only for a few days or so. This is because I’m going to try and go through the requests I already have. I’m going to try to at least get 2-3 requests out a day and at least 1 chapter to any series I have within every 2 days!

It will be back up when I get most of my requests done! Thank you and have a lovely day!

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Wait this is so cool!

Posting this here too :P

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OH MY GOODNESS

I absolutely ADORE your new post <33

Smitten Adam has me soft, and you write him perfectly

Also also your new banner surprised me, I like how it looks :]

- sweetheart anon

Aweee thank you sweetheart 💛 and yeah imma try a few new styles for my bannner just to see which one I like the best :)

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Time of year

Summary: Alastor trying to impress you with mating season just starting

ALASTOR X F!READER

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Warnings: nswf, biting, wax play, tied up, begging

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Alastor is a gentleman. Always had been, always will be. His mother had raised him to be one.

Every year Alastor would feel a change in the air — mating season — and every year he never indulged himself. Alastor had no interest in being with someone, why would he give them false hope?

This year things were different. This year he was living in a hotel for sinners to be rehabilitated. This year he’s back in hell after seven years of being gone. This year he met you.

Despite these differences he expected one thing to stay the same, mating season. He expected everything to remain normal this time of year, and at first he didn’t notice the slight changes.

It first started when he’d grow annoyed at people getting way to close to you.

—

Alastor walked out into the main room of this hotel. A normal thing for him.

He looked over and saw you at the bar, laughing with Husk. Alastor’s ear twitched with annoyance along with his eye. This wasn’t Tom and Jerry, Husker was not that funny of a cat.

Husker looked over your shoulder and noticed his soul owner giving him a threatening glare. Odd.

Alastor made his way over to the bar and placed a hand on your shoulder — which startled you since he hated another persons touch — he spoke with a grin that husk knew was him being pissy.

“Pardon the intrusion however I was going to ask if you would care to join me on a stroll.”

A simple ask that you agreed too, and you had thought the walk went swimmingly. However Alastor’s mood had just worsened.

He spent the whole walk just fending off creepy looks others would give you. He even sent his shadow away go torture a few.

—

You were walking down the stairs to angel — who stood by the door — putting on the back of your right dangling earring when Alastor saw you.

He spat out his coffee and began to choke on his own spit, you were absolutely gorgeous. You wore a small dark Maroon dress, that made him feel feral. That was his color.

He hurried to you before you and the spider could leave. “Darling! Where are you off too looking so charming?”

His words drew heat to your cheeks and you blessed him with a smile that made him feel like he was going to die in the best way possible. “Angel and I are heading out to that new club called consent.” Alastor’s mind went through simple math.

A club, that had people. People liked good-looking people. You looked divine. People would try and get with you. When hell freezes over.

“Perhaps I should accompany the two of you.”

“No need, I know it’s not your scene.”

You waved him goodbye and walked out. Alastor silently returned to his room. Where he very reasonably smashed every piece of furniture. All reasonable of course.

Alastor had just told himself he couldn’t let his guests of the hotel go out and fuck up there hard work. Let’s be honest though, he didn’t give to shits what angel was up too. He was staring at you.

He noticed a guy, about to walk up to you so he was quick. Grabbed your arm and twirled you into his chest.

You looked up in confusion and when you saw Alastor you voice was mixed with concern. “What are you doing here?”

He leaned down and whispered, “isn’t it obvious? I’m here to dance. I will say we could use better music.” He nipped at your ear with his sharp teeth — drawing blood that would no doubt leave a scratch later — and jazzy music started to play.

You giggled as you twirled you again. Your feet started to move faster in pace with his own.

Alastor picked you up and twirled you in the air. You felt almost alive again at the feeling. Alastor caught you and when you looked at him like he was the only person in the world, Alastor knew this was right. You were right.

—

The two of you continued to dance all night, and surprisingly everyone had got down with the fast pace jazz playing, not an ounce of complaining. 

Another thing that happened that night was people took photos of you and Alastor. Most had him glitched out but there was one, once that wasn’t.

It had been when he dipped you and you clanged to him in fear of falling. Alastor had a teasing grin and that photo had spread everywhere online.

Typically Alastor hated people being in his business, but he wouldn’t lie he loved the claim it gave you.

At first Alastor felt annoyed at the photo, but when he was walking around cannibal town he overheard two chaps talking about “the radios demon girl.”

He liked that name, he didn’t acknowledge the thought that popped in his mind after that.

‘I’d prefer Radio Demon wife.’

—

Nope this year mating season was normal. Right? Sure he felt a tad bit more possessive but it was normal. Wasn’t it?

—

When mating season came around Alastor never once indulged in the desire for a release. Hated the thought of even doing it.

Though when it became so unbearable that it caused him so much pain he decided once couldn’t be bad.

However it was the image of you in his mind that made him cum all over his hand.

That’s when he knew, this year was different.

—

He was scared at first but soon the need for you overcame that fear. He was the radio demon, he could do anything. So what if he experienced a little change? I mean have you seen you?

That’s when Alastor decided to pull the old charmer he once was when he was kicking in in the living world.

Alastor’s wouldn’t lie, he knew how to charm a lady, he’s had experience. Sure he hasn’t done any of that since he stepped into hell but he sure it couldn’t be that hard.

—

Alastor took a seat next to you at the vacant bar. He tapped his fingers as decided to open his mouth. And pure stupid slipped past it.

“So did it hurt when you fell from heaven?”

Alastor swears he saw a legit loading screen over your head. For the first time since ever Alastor was nervous.

“I think you have me confused with Lucifer.”

Rage bubbled into his skin at the sound of you saying someone else’s name. But nervousness washed that down.

Alastor made a terrible excuse and teleported away. “There’s always next time!” Sureeee.

—

Alastor was looking for you — something he had been doing often — only to find you in the kitchen with Nifty.

You smiled down and here and took a sip of the soup she gave you. “Absolutely lovely. You should go and give a bowl to Husk.” Nifty nodded excitedly and hurried off past Alastor.

You laughed a little and spoke to Alastor when you were sure Nifty was gone. “That was so salty oh my gosh.”

Alastor spoke before he could register you words even. “You wanna see if I’m salty?”

“What?”

“What?”

You two just stood there staring at one another for a good 10 seconds. Just processing. By the time your brain caught onto what he was saying he was already giving a stupid excuse to leave and rush to his room.

—

Now you had noticed Alastor trying to flirt. You noticed his little acts of service, and you noticed his jealous tendencies.

It was honestly funny on how Alastor would try to impress you. Alastor felt as if you weren’t interested in him. Let’s say that put quite the downer on his mood.

Alastor sat at the bar, drinking some whiskey when you walked past him. “Hey handsome.” He immediately perked up.

He became so needy for your attention and now that you were giving it to him? That made him want you more.

—

This was your first time in hell. Your first “mating season.” Most animalistic demons was around this time. So when you found Alastor knocking on your door in the middle of the night, good in hands, something in you went feral.

You invited him in to eat, he placed the food gently on your table. However Alastor felt like he needed to leave, or else he couldn’t control himself.

The smell of you all around? Not to mention he could practically taste your hormones on smell alone.

Alastor took a deep breath and started to excuse himself. “I should be off to bed now.”

He started to take steps to the door but you got in his way. Hand on his chest, eyes slightly begging yet demanding.

The two of you were quiet but the air was thick. It took you glancing one time at his lips for them to suddenly be on yours.

The kiss wasn’t soft, it was hard and rough. Like you was dehydrated and this was y’all’s first sip of water.

You pushed your hands into his hair while he tapped your legs. Understanding the silent command you jumped onto him, letting him pin you against the nearest wall.

You nipped his lower lip, drawing blood. The metallic taste mixed inside your mouth. It made Alastor even more painfully hard.

He let you stand and started to lead you two to the bed. Stripping you along the way as you did him.

By the time he pushed you into the mattress you only had your undergarments on while Alastor only had his pants.

The bed rocked slightly and hit the nightstand. “Careful Alastor the candle.”

Alastor’s gaze flickered over to the lit candle. He pushed you further up the bed and summoned some ropes. Effortlessly wrapping your hands to the headboard.

Alastor reached over to the candle and you whined out in anticipation. At first you were worried at the hot wax, but when Alastor tipped it slightly and the red mold dripped onto you skin you moan out in pleasure.

You hadn’t expected that to feel good but all you wanted was more. You had no doubt Alastor was a masochist but maybe you were one too.

“That’s a good girl.” His voice had a rasp that made you beg him for more.

“Please! Please Al.”

Alastor set aside the candle and started to kiss where the hot wax was starting to harden. He slightly snipped at your thighs causing you to beg him more.

“Please Alastor!”

“Please what?”

“Bite me.”

Bite you he did. Blood drew at the sharp bite he scattered across your thighs. Marking you his. He liked every drop of blood that would flow out the wound until it became to much. He couldn’t wait another second.

He discarded his pants and rubbed his top against your fold. Slightly grinding against your pussy.

“Please Alastor I need it.”

Fuck he needed it too but if he did this there would be no turning back. His afterlife would truly change forever.

But it already was changed, from the second he met you. So fuck it.

He thrusted up into you hard. While he would usually be a gentle dotting partner this time he just couldn’t wait.

He started the push himself all the way inside, not giving you a second to adjust. Blood dripped from your heat and Alastor grew to love the sight under him. You spread out blood, wax, his markings all over you.

He started to move quicker and quicker not giving you a second to adjust to his size. He fast a rough pulling sounds out of you that you didn’t even knew existed. Like you were some porn star.

Alastor sure as hell was fucking you like one.

You clanged to the radio demon, feeling your end about to wash through you.

“Alastor! Oh god I’m going to cum.” He gripped you chin and kissed you roughly. “You cum with only my name in your mouth.”

He pinch your clit and you came hard. Alastor’s name was the only thing you knew as you cried out to him in pleasure.

Alastor didn’t stop, he was selfishly chasing his own release, even if you were overstimulated.

You felt tears form in your eyes and you clenched around him, while he spilled himself inside of you.

When you both came down your high — panting — he slipped himself out and gave you a tender kiss.

He placed tender loving kisses on your thigh and face, slightly massaging your legs, while also making sure his cum stayed deep inside you.

—

The next morning was filled with the same Lust as the night before, however it was more gentle.

He explained he was like this because of mating season and why you were like this as well. The two of you came to an agreement that this sexual relationship would end when mating season did, even if both of you felt like dying while agreeing to it.

However when the air returned to normal you two relationship did not. You two continued your sinful acts. Like the two of you could never get enough of one another.

It wasn’t long till you confessed your feelings for Alastor, and him returning them.

Ahhhh! I’m trying new things out with my banner so if it’s a bit different in my upcoming post then that’s why.

[kelppsstuff]

I had a calling that told me

Adam walking around with lipstick on his face because his wife didn't tell him

It's not even just one kiss, it's a whole barrage of kisses

Surprising how Adam didn't even notice

- sweetheart anon

Kiss me more

Masterlist

Warnings: short, mention of nswf

Taglist: @fandomsbookclub @adamsfavoritesinner @leathesimp @michellesn @sashaphantomhive @ladyninggs @sirenetheblogger @jawline-of-steel

Adam had a concert that night, and Adam before concerts is just let’s be nice and say a mess. He needed everything to be perfect. It wasn’t like some music video he could edit, no this was live.

As usual you found Adam in his dressing room panicking. He was maskless, and he was groaning to his hands. “You okay honey?” You asked him.

Your only response was a lazy depressing groan. Typical. “Come on, there should be a smile on that handsome face.” You Leaned down beside him.

“It’s all going to go wrong I already know it.” What a great mood to go on stage with!

That’s when you decided to just confront him straight up about his obsession. “No one, and I mean no one is perfect. That’s the beautiful thing about humanity. It’s so flawed that it becomes unique in all the best ways.”

You grabbed the side of his face and brought your forehead to his. “I love that you care so much about this, but I also worry too.”

“I’m fine babe.” He tried to convince but you shut it down.

“I am your wife.” You spoke sternly. “And in three months I’ll be the mother of your children. Don’t lie to me. I think once you let this perfect expectation you have for yourself go, you’ll be much happier.”

Adam smiled at you, your words did make him happier. He brought your lips into a kiss and when you pulled away you giggled at the mark of his lips.

Confused Adam titled his head but you just brought his face in once again and kissed his cheek. His other cheek, neck, forehead, lips, nose.

The announcement for a minute til set rung through the room. You put his mask on and decided to kiss the mask too.

Adam loved the attention you were giving him. Absolutely loved it. In fact you had to pull him away so he could go preform.

Fans went wild. I mean absolutely wild at the fact Adam was smirking cocky at the crowd. When I say wild you legit saw a person foaming at the mouth. You were so concerned for that person.

When Adam sent a wink in your direction you could feel the blush forming at your cheeks. You did have a charmer for a husband.

When the concert was finished Adam went back to the dressing room and waited for you. When he looked into the mirror he saw the red stains on his mask.

He pulled off said mask and saw it was so much worse under. Though he couldn’t find a single ounce of embarrassment in his body. In fact, it sent a thrill like no other.

When you walked into the room his heart was beating 10x faster.

You were cracking your fingers, belly swollen with his like girl that was on the way, your golden ring shining in the light.

You were enchanting and he was so in loved with you it hurt him that he couldn’t show it all. “Kiss me more.”

Don’t think you were going to get away with this though, he was going to punish you like hell.

Hiiiiiiii sweetheart I hope you enjoyed this! I tried a new picture at the top, kinda like a new style. Lmk if yall like it!

Also I’m sorry it’s so short!