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[kittievampire]

Hear me out... You know how some people like to draw Leviathan with a long-ass, thicc tongue? How bout we see what dat tongue do? 😏😘

(love the writing, btw! Top tier Asmo and Levi content!)

HmMmMmMmmMmm I feel like Levi is an eater.

Lemme see what I have in my bag, My Dear~

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That Tongue Tho

Warnings: Cursing, Oral (fem!receiving), Dom!PussyDrunk!Leviathan x Sub!Fem!Reader, Overstim, Levi has a long ass tongue, Levi has a forked ass tongue, Snek Levi ftw

Enjoy~

"L-Levi!"

Your voice was high-pitched and slightly shaky, eyes spilling tears over your flushed cheeks as your head rested against the edge of his bed-tub. You moved your hips upwards in response to the nearly numbing pleasure that was Leviathan's service.

The Sin of Envy was currently feasting upon your sensitive, succulent little pussy right in his tub. With hardly any space, his legs had to rest in an awkward position, but once he got that first lick of your addictive essence, all rationale flew out the hardly-ever-opened window. He held your thighs in a vice grip, pushing them against either side of his face in hopes of suffocating while visciously eating you out. The stuttering, socially awkward otaku who seemed a bit prudish at first seemed long gone, by now. It's like he was getting intoxicated by you.

There was the way he held your thighs and abused cunt to his face as if he'd die without them, then there was the way his hips thrusted his pelvis into the blankets below the two of you for some kind of friction, then there was his tongue. His fucking tongue. Leviathan had snake-like features, this you knew, but the fact that he was hitting such deep spots within your cunny made you fucking keen.

"L-Levi I-I can't-" You tried to push his hand away, only for him to grab your wrist, purple scales beginning to form on his own. Through your fuzzy gaze, you looked down to see the demon stare you down, almost competitively. Something akin to a predator trying to scare off another predator from it's meal.

Slowly, he pulled his mouth away, and slid his long tongue out of you. "Let. Me. Eat." The next second, his demon form manifested, tail wrapping around your waist to keep you positioned as he began to mercilessly rub your puffy clit with his fingers. "I don't care if you cry. I don't care if you think you can't go on for any longer." He licked a fat stripe up your pussy. "I'm going to eat this filthy little pussy until I'm done."

Surprised by the, rather gluttonous and possessive, statements from the Avatar of Envy, you failed to immediately process his show of elongating his forked tongue as he released your hand from his grip. Your overstimulated, foggy brain realized just a moment too late what that meant for your used cunt. "Wa-" You nearly threw your head back against the edge of the tub when he shoved that thick muscle into your hole, which would've likely ended in a concussion and a massive vibe-kill for the both of you.

Leviathan's tongue traveled every inch of your soft, used walls. Deeper and deeper it traveled, and just when you think it can't go any deeper, he shoves more of it into your pussy. Your walls clenched tightly around the muscle as you whined, having felt your sixth orgasm underway. You were held tightly in place despite wanting to run away from the pleasure. Given no break, your body was forced to just take it like the good girl he wanted you to be for him.

The sin's eyes rolled back as he simultaneously ate you and humped the blankets beneath him, cock twitching in his pants with desire. His nails dug into your thighs to hold them in place as his own soft pillows as his tongue swirled deep inside of you, the wet slurping noises that escaped him making your face flush a darker shade of red.

Your legs began to twitch violently as you felt a knot begin to tighten within you, and your cunt started fluttering around his tongue as a numbing sensation traveled through your lower body. All of a sudden, it was just too fucking much. Then, you cried out in pleasure as you came hard. Your juices filled his mouth and overflowed from his lips to the blankets in the tub. Your body twitched as he continued to tongue fuck you through your high, and you let out a sigh of relief as he finally pulled away.

He wiped his mouth with his sleeve, a mischievous smirk forming on his face. "My Henry," He cooed softly, gently rubbing one of his hands against the plush of your thigh.

"I'm not done yet. I wanna see just how deep inside of you my tongue can go. So be a good girl, keep your legs open, and take it."

Sorry this was a bit short. Hope you enjoyed it tho!

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[kittievampire]

Hello and merry Christmas/happy holidays 😊 I really miss your writing so I was wondering if you'll be writing again. Any one shots, series, or requests in progress? Your writing is fun and wonderful.

Ok, I know I've been SUPER inconsistent with my writing time. I announced that I was back, then I just went and disappeared again. For that, I do apologize. I don't have an excuse other than the fact that I just didn't have the time for it (no one told me college would be this hard like bro wtf 😭)

I do have a lot of unfinished drafts (like 17) that I've been working on over my break, though!! I'll definitely try to write more, but I'm afraid I'm gonna have to be inconsistent with my uploads, still. Unfortunately, education does come first. I'll try to get some out as quickly as possible! Thank you, My Darlings!!! ♦♦♦♦♦

[kittievampire]

Leviathan Domming reader after he ate some aphrodisiac snacks while games??? 🫢

(Not to mention he has two cocks)

Duuuude I've been waiting for someone to request double-dick Levi so I'd have an excuse to write abt it

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Gamin Snacks

Warnings: Smut, Cursing, Diphallia (Levi has 2 pps), Dom!Leviathan x Fem!Reader, No prep (for 1 pp. He preps you for the second), Hair pulling, Teasing, Praise, Dub-con, Use of aphrodisiac

Enjoy.

You probably should've known better than to trust any snack Asmodeus gifted you. The mischievous smirk that was on his face was overlooked, as you figured that he was just being overly hyper and ecstatic; The usual Asmo.

Though, you probably should have expected that something was up when you took the first bite.

Asmodeus had given you a small pack of gummies, that of which were concealed in a bright pink plastic bag, and tied with a hot pink ribbon. You hadn't gotten the chance to try them the day he gave them to you, as you were quite busy. However, Leviathan would occasionally invite you to his room to play video games, and, during your sessions, there would usually be a lot of junk food and drinks for the two of you to consume. You figured that it'd be harmless to bring along the pack of gummies.

Your situation with Leviathan was always a bit confusing to you. You were convinced that you had a crush on him, and he'd invite you to hang out with him privately, but then he'd avoid you any other chance he got. While you'd concluded that it was most likely due to his introverted nature, it still hurt whenever he'd run away from you at RAD, or when he'd ignore you at the House of Lamentation. Then, he'd turn around and invite you to a marathon of watching anime, playing video games, and eating junk food all night.

It was all so confusing.

A part of you wished that something would happen. Something that would make his feelings for you more apparent.

_

"MC! I'm in the middle of grinding this tower, I need your help!" The Avatar of Envy spoke excitedly as you entered the room. "What's that?"

You looked down to where his line of sight ended, the pack of gummies in your hand being the captor of his attention. "Oh! I've got a little snack here," You say with a smile, closing the door behind you and walking over to the purple-haired demon. "I haven't had any yet. I figured that you'd like to try them with me while we play."

Leviathan's breath caught in his throat, his eyes widening in shock and disbelief. "R-Really? You want m-me, a yucky otaku, t-to share your snack?" His voice quivered, and his gaze shifted downward, beginning to twiddle his thumbs. Noticing his self-deprecating tendencies through his body language, you deadpanned. "Levi," You said with a sigh. This immediately made him stop to look up at you, his amber eyes meeting yours. "Let's just play. I've been waiting to hang out with you all day, so spare me the 'yucky otaku' talk, okay?" You sat down beside him, offering a small smile as you opened the pack of gummies and set it on the floor between the two of you.

The demon beside you was silent for a moment, trying to process how comfortable you were sitting next to him, and how you wouldn't allow him to degrade himself any further. A small smile tugged at his lips, and he nodded. "Of course! Whatever my Henry wants!" He exclaimed excitedly, firmly holding his controller in his grip.

_

About an hour into the marathon, Leviathan started to feel an odd, tingling sensation in his body. He'd eaten twelve of the fifteen gummies, but it never occurred to him to correlate the snack with the feeling. You were unaware as well, having eaten three of them yourself.

However, you noticed how quickly he was dying in-game, as well as the dark blush that was forming on his face. There was an unfamiliar glint in his eyes, and a single bead of sweat trickled down the curve of his face. "Levi?" You called out softly, placing your hand on his shoulder. "Are you okay?"

Your voice.

It sounded so sweet, so pure, so alluring. It was proving increasingly difficult for him to stop thinking of you in positions he'd only seen in the middle of the night on a hentai website.

Your voice and your touch made a lethal combo. It would have surely killed him if he weren't immortal. He didn't have the high-level gear required to handle your oblivious actions that made him feel so hot.

"Leviathan!"

Levi flinched at the sound of your call, immediately snapping his head toward you. "Y-Yes?"

Your brows were furrowed with worry as you took in the expression that his face contorted into. You had seen him flustered and stuttering before, but that dark shadow in his half-lidded eyes was unfamiliar to you.

He looked hungry?

"Hey, what's up with you?"

He didn't answer. He couldn't. How the hell was he supposed to tell you that he's suddenly thinking about you squirming and whimpering under him? In a quick attempt at saving face, he wracked his brain for an excuse. Anything that wouldn't make the situation worse. "N-N-Nothing! I'm j-just... cold!" After that statement, he wished that the Devildom could split open and swallow him whole.

Cold? That's the best he could come up with? He was sweating, yet the first thing he thought to say was that he felt cold?

"Very... Cold..." He paused. Now, he wasn't able to control his words, but he was very surprised at what he was saying. "Come here, MC,"

Seeing you furrow your brows in confusion, yet hesitantly crawl toward him obliviously made his throat constrict for a moment. As the heat that pooled in his gut grew worse, he found it difficult to breathe for a moment. Without thinking, he pulled you towards him, ass to crotch, in a warm embrace. Leviathan buried his nose into the flesh between your neck and shoulder, closing his eyes as a delightful shiver shot up his spine.

It wasn't until his tail brushed up against your thigh that you realized his demonic form was emerging. "Levi-" "Shhh," He hushed you softly, the sound of the controller falling to the ground acting as your final warning.

"I-I feel so..." Leviathan trailed off as he pushed his hips forward, his crotch grinding so deliciously against your rear. He hissed in pleasure, gripping your hips tightly. "I-I don't know w-what's wrong with me," He murmured as he tugged at your shirt, the fabric being pulled down just enough so that he could get a better view of your neck. As soon as he caught sight of your skin, smooth and unmarked, he attacked your neck with his mouth. Sucking and nibbling, he held onto you as you writhed and made the cutest of noises. "Levi," You whined softly as he started grinding against you once more.

That's when you felt the bulge in his pants. It was so huge. Was it natural for a demon to be this big? If it felt like that while confined in his pants, how would it feel if he...

You froze, vision blurry as Leviathan started to slide his hands up your body, your shirt being lifted slowly. "L-Levi, wait-" You were cut off by your own moan as he bucked his hips, that huge bulge now making contact with your clothed cunt. That's when the heat that you'd been ignoring for the past few minutes began to pool more noticeably. "Can't," He whined, finally pulling away from the patch on your neck, which was now coated in saliva and adorned with a bite mark. "Want you, MC."

Leviathan was very disappointed at the fact that you were wearing a bra, expressing his disappointment through a low growl and wrapping his tail tightly around your thigh. "S-Sorry, I can't-" He let out a soft moan as he ground his crotch against yours, causing jolts of pleasure to course through your veins.

Suddenly, you felt yourself being pushed to the ground, a fistful of your hair in his hand as he pinned you down. His tail kept your legs at a shoulder-length distance, and his free hand slid up your back to unclip your bra. "MC, I want you," He whimpered as he pushed his crotch against your rear again, the straps of your bra beginning to slide down your shoulders. "P-Please say you w-want me, too."

Hearing him plead wasn't exactly out of the ordinary for you, but to plead in such a lewd manner was so odd. Not in a bad way, that is. However, you found it nearly impossible for you to speak. For whatever reason, your brain started to become foggy, and had your arm not been there to brace you, you would have been drooling on the floor. "Levi," You whimpered softly, pulling your arms through the straps of your bra, and allowing him to slide the cups off of your chest and out from under your shirt. "Fuck, just take it off!" He raised his voice to a volume you'd almost never hear unless he was genuinely frustrated. Suddenly, your bare breasts spilled out into the chilly air of his room, the remnants of your shirt now below you in torn scraps. Levi hooked his fingers around the hem of your shorts, fiddling until he got hold of your panties as well, and yanked them down.

You let out a sharp gasp as your dripping cunt was hit by the cool air, the wetness making it feel a lot colder. Then, you heard a shuffle. His hands were pulled away from you, but his tail kept your legs spread in position. You lifted yourself up a little, now annoyed that he wasn't touching you. "Leviathan?" Suddenly, your head was pushed down against your arm. "Don't!" He yelped out.

That's when you felt it. Or, them.

At first, you thought you were just going crazy; That maybe it was the air or a piece of clothing pressing against your clit, but when you felt the tip of his cock against your entrance, you suddenly regained consciousness.

There were two. One of them pushed against your drooling cunt, and the other teased your clit. "I-I know it's a bit... Weird," He murmured among heavy pants. "I can't-" His cocks both twitched at the same time. "I want both of them in you," He growled out, clearly restraining himself from acting on what his body was screaming at him to do. "But I-I don't wanna hurt you, MC." His other hand was planted on the floor near your waist, the one in your hair keeping you from looking at him.

Leviathan didn't exactly look presentable at the moment. He was in his demon form, his face flushed a deep red, beads of sweat running down his body, and his cocks hard and weeping. "But-" His cock suddenly started pushing into you, the tip stretching the tight muscles of your cunt. "You'd... You'd still take me, right?" He asked through gritted teeth. You let out a soft mewl as he penetrated you, your walls welcoming his cock with a tight constriction. "Levi-!" You were cut off by a sudden buck of his hips, pushing more of his length inside of you. He shuddered at the warmth he so badly desired, his second manhood twitching against your lower abdomen. "You'd take all of me... Like a good girl... Right?" He moved his hand from your hair to your mouth as he buried himself inside your quivering cunt.

It felt like your breath was punched out of you. To be empty one moment, then feel so full the next, the stimulation of his manhoods along with his hands made your body shudder in ecstasy. His second cock pressed against your stomach, making your walls flutter against his length.

He started to slowly pull out of you, amber eyes shifting down to see how your fluids clung to his cock. This made him groan, his hands clenching your hips tightly, as he slammed himself back into you. Your body jolted, and you let out a high-pitched whine. "Just for me, right?" He asked, repeating his movements experimentally before his instincts took over, and he set a brutal pace.

Still somewhat conscious of your volume, you bit down on your arm to keep your sounds quiet and muffled. "You'll take it just for me. No one else." The way he said it made it sound more like a demand than anything. You'd hear him get possessive, and, as the Avatar of Envy, he was quick to get jealous, but this was different. There was also the fact that, when he would shove himself so deep in your cunt, the tip of his cock would nuzzle that sweet spot near your cervix. The stimulation was driving you crazy, and you could practically feel your brain getting foggy.

Leviathan was getting drunk off of the odd feeling in his gut paired with the warmth of your body. His heart was beating ten times as fast, and his thrusts were unrelenting. The lewd sound of skin slapping against skin made his lower cock twitch against you. He stared down at your cunt, watching how it sucked him in deeper with each thrust, how the lips spread to accommodate his girth. He began to wonder just how much you could take. "You'll... Be a good girl for me, right?" He asked, voice now gentle as he moved his hand from your hair and trailed it down your back, making a shudder crawl up your spine.

His pace slowed, and he slowly dragged his fingertips down your thigh, before gently caressing where the two of you connected. Then, he slowly began to push his finger inside of you, the digit sandwiched between his cock and your walls. You shot up at the feeling, turning your head to look over your shoulder. Attempting to protest, you whined out his name, but you were promptly interrupted by his pace quickening. His finger started to thrust as well, and that's when you realized what he was trying to do.

"L-Levi, I won't be able t-to take both!" You mewled out between heavy pants and whines of pleasure. Tears were slipping down your rosy cheeks as you felt your cunt beginning to stretch even more.

One finger became two.

"Yes you can," Leviathan purred out softly, his tail slithering off of your thigh and up your abdomen, circling your breasts. "Because you're my good girl, aren't you?" The tip of his tail flicked one of your hardened nipples, making you, and your pussy, shudder.

Two became three.

It was a stinging sensation, but the stretch was just too delicious to despise. How your body was accepting his administrations without protest somehow managed to turn you on even more. The odd feeling in your gut, the lust that pooled in your cunt was driving you mad, making you intoxicated.

Intoxicated was an understatement for the third-born above you. The feeling that made his body sweat and his cock hard was making him wasted. Not being able to think straight, he wasn't exactly patient with the rest of the prep.

He'd made it to four fingers before he pulled out, his hand and his cock, and used both hands to stroke his two manhoods. You whined at the loss, but once you were flipped over, you could see the Avatar of Envy more clearly. Covered in a thin sheen of sweat, cocks rock hard and standing at attention, tail sliding off of you and swaying slowly behind him— much like a predator on the hunt—, and those eyes. They burned a dark orange, staring at you similarly to how the sixth born would stare down a Devil Cheeseburger.

You keened as the demon grabbed your hips, pulling you toward him. "I-I like you, MC!" He confessed, his hands sliding down toward your thighs and grabbing them firmly, a dark blush dusting over his face. "I like you a lot, okay? So..." He pushed your legs up a bit and spread them apart. "Take me like a good girl, okay? All of me."

Leviathan moved one of his hands down to take both of his cocks into his grip, hissing once both the tips made contact with your cunt. Rather than protest it any longer, you found yourself wanting to try. After a few moments of prodding, both tips of his cocks managed to push into your cunt. With an arch of your back and a cry of pleasure and pain, your legs spread a little wider, in hopes of reducing the sting of the stretch. The demon hushed you as he began to slowly sink in more of his lengths.

The demon threw his head back, his hands moving to grip your hips in an attempt to keep himself somewhat grounded. The way your pussy was constricting around him so tightly, the way your body was instinctively welcoming both of his cocks, as if you were made just for him.

"You're my Henry." He suddenly shoved himself all the way inside, one of his tips pushing against your cervix while the other nuzzled your G-spot. You pulled away from your saliva coated arm and squealed, nails digging into the tile floor. So full. You felt so fucking full. Full of him.

Levi stayed still for a moment, but then he started to thrust. His hips rocked, clapping against your ass and thighs. "M'gonna ruin you for everyone else," He continued grunting out, once more grabbing a fistful of your hair. He pulled you up this time, wrapping his free arm around your waist as he latched onto your shoulder.

He changed the position, sitting down with you in his lap, his hands sliding down your hips and spreading your thighs open. Your gaze immediately shifted downward, and you saw how his cocks went in and out of you. Leviathan pressed wet kisses up your neck, smirking as he saw you watching how you were being fucked. "I think you like that, don't you? You're so wet, MC." He moved his hand up your thigh before beginning to play with your clit. "I can go in and out so easily. Your body didn't even put up much of a fight."

Your face flushed a deep shade of red, and you nearly screamed when he pinched your clit at the same time he buried himself so deep inside of your little cunt. You leaned against him, arching your back and gripping his shoulders. "Leviathan!" You moaned out, only to be silenced with a passionate kiss.

Hungry, and obviously desperate, he started pounding into you. His cocks bullied your cervix and G-spot, one of his his hands trailed up your body to squeeze your breasts, and his tail wrapped around your thigh to keep you spread open for him. His rough fucking, along with the way he played with your breast and your clit, made your walls start to build up around him. You felt a different kind of pleasure, a different need filling your core.

The need to release.

You needed to cum, and with how he was handling you right now, you were definitely going to cum soon. You broke away from the kiss. "Levi! Levi- M-M'gonna-" You clenched your teeth and leaned your head against his shoulder, letting out loud mewls in pleasure.

Leviathan didn't respond, he only started going faster. Harder.

Then, you saw white. Your scream was muted as your senses shut down, your orgasm racking through your body in delicious waves of pleasure.

Levi grabbed onto your hips and pushed you down onto his cocks, keeping you in place as he came. Spurts of cum shot out, the duality causing your cunt to overflow.

As you came down from your high, you could faintly hear him whispering sweet nothings into your ear, all while gently nibbling on your jawline.

"You did so good for me," Levi whispered, slowly pulling out of you to see his fluids gush out of you. You flinched when one of his cocks rubbed against your folds, letting out a soft whine.

"But, MC, I'm not done. You'll let me play with you a little more, right, My Henry?"

Hope you liked it, Anon!

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[kittievampire]

Did I Die?

Okay, so I've been inactive for the LONGEST time. I'm sorry I kinda disappeared. There was just a lot of shit going on at once, and I didn't really have the time, nor the will to write anything.

I didn't die, thankfully!

But anyways, I'm gonna get back into writing! Please overwhelm me with requests, My Dears!! ❤❤❤

[kittievampire]

😭😭❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥🥺🥺 aaaAaaaa

The spicy lil three course meal ohO

Just hjsjcjscoshcjsnd yes. Very much YEs This tHem you are amazing Thank You :'))

I only expected maaaybe one of them being accepted bc I figured they might be a lil out there but ya spoil us omg

Happily Fed,

- Non that filled your ask with beel/ mams brainrot

You'll be happy to know that no meal is complete without dessert! 🍰

I made this a little bit shorter than the main course, but I hope you still like it 🥲

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Warnings: Cursing, smut, threesomes, Beelzebub x F!Reader x Switch!Mammon, Double penetration, Bondage, Dacryphilia

Enjoy.

Mammon pulled away from your lips, trembling underneath you as tears began to form along his lower lash line. "M-MC!! Please! J-Just lemme have a t-turn!" He whined out, trembling as he stared at you and his brother behind you.

You were on top of Mammon, hand working his hardened and weeping cock while Beelzebub pounded into your quivering cunt from behind. You struggled speaking properly, and your voice was shaky. "M-Mammoney, you gotta— Ngh!— Earn that, baby," You moaned out softly, your hand beginning to stroke him faster.

Beel nibbled on your shoulder, your free hand moving to gently grasp a fistful of his hair. He pressed wet kisses to your neck, moving up to your lips, and capturing them in a hungry kiss that made Mammon whine enviously.

The Avatar of Greed bucked his hips into your hand. "Are you gonna be good for me, Mammon?" You asked softly, her body jerking forward with every thrust from the gluttonous sin behind you. You lifted your hand, gently placing it on his cheek in an attempt to persuade him to obey you.

Slowly, the Avatar of Greed nodded. "Y-Yes... I'll be good for you,"

Your breasts bounced as your body jolted upward, your arms wrapped tightly around Mammon's neck as he and his brother held onto you tightly, making sure you wouldn't fall.

Mammon and Beelzebub were both penetrating you at the same time, the white-haired demon occupying your cunt, and the ginger plugging up your ass. They both thrusted at a furious pace, causing you to whine and cry out in pleasure. "P-Please! T-Too much!" You leaned your head back and rested it on Beel's shoulder, making him lean forward to gently nibble on your neck.

The sin before you merely chuckled. "You can take it, can't ya, MC?" He asked, his hips colliding with your thighs, and his hands holding your lower cheeks open so it was easier for his little brother to fuck you properly. "You're doin' so damn well. Just a little more, alright? You can give us more can't ya?"

It was probably a mistake leaving you alone with the Avatars of Greed and Gluttony in the House of Lamentation. A mistake that would quite literally cost you your ability to walk the next day. A mistake that you would come to love.

"Oi, you can take it a bit deeper, can't ya?" The white-haired demon before you teased, a shit-eating grin on his face as he pushed on the back of your head. You gagged once the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat, letting out a gargled whine. "Somethin' botherin' ya, Human?"

Yes, something was bothering you. You couldn't suck him off properly with his brother ferociously eating your cunt from behind. The sound of wet slurping and Beelzebub's fingers holding your lower lips spread wide open as he thrusted his tongue inside of you only made it worse.

Mammon snickered as he thrusted into your mouth, tears beginning to roll down your flushed cheeks.

"C'mon, Human. Focus!"

Hope you liked it, Anon!

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[kittievampire]

Asmo giving fem! mc clit massage…

I-

Yes.

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Asmodeus Giving A Clit Massage

Warnings: Cursing, Smut, Only Clit Stimulation (no way really?), Squirting, Overstimulation, Asmodeus x F!MC, Asmo being a horny fuckwad, Lowkey pretty short

Enjoy, you horny fucks.

"You wanna do what?"

You were probably more puzzled at how casual Asmodeus was being than the topic itself. The Avatar of Lust simply smiled at you, a gleeful expression adorning his features as he repeated himself. "I would like to give your cute little clit some attention, MC!" He looked back down, carefully brushing the top-coat over your vibrant pink nails. "That's what a clit massage is, darling. And since we've been more experimental in the bedroom lately, I'd be ever so delighted if you granted me the privilege of pleasing your beautiful pearl!" His smile was unwavering as he made eye contact with you once more, orbs filled with pure excitement and love. "Of course, I wouldn't mind if that wasn't up your alley, dear. I know that my suggestions can be a little bit wild!" He screwed the lid to the nail polish container shut and carefully set it back in its rightful place, that being between two colors similar in shades in a line up of polishes that stood on his vanity mirror.

You swallowed the lump in your throat, not moving your hands so that your nails could dry as you looked up at him with a dark blush on your face. "I-I didn't say I wouldn't, Asmo, it's just..." You paused, causing the sin before you to turn your way. His smile that lacked any form of judgement was soothing, and it quickly calmed your rapidly beating heart. "I-It's really sensitive, you know?" You say shyly, earning a light chuckle from him. "Tell me something I don't know, my dear."

You rolled your eyes playfully, taking a glance at his bed, where the two of you had made love and experimented many times before. You let out a heavy sigh, his peach eyes staring daggers into you, lighting up when you looked back at him with a blush on your face.

"Fine... I... Guess we could try it out. It doesn't seem like a bad idea..."

_

This was the worst idea you could've ever agreed to.

Asmodeus had your back pressed against his chest, your spread legs straddling his lap to reveal your dripping cunt to the room's air, which had gotten quite hot after a few moments, and his middle finger was rubbing fast circles along your sensitive bundle of nerves. You squirmed relentlessly, trying to close your legs to reject the stimulation, yet simultaneously bucking your hips toward his hand. With each movement you made, his hand moved with you, so his fingers were constantly working your clit.

You threw your head back against his shoulder, thighs pushing against his unbothered hand. You could hear Asmodeus chuckle softly from behind you, clearly amused by your less than childish display. "Now, now, doll, if you keep squirming around like that, I'll have to tie you up!"

You squeaked as he gently flicked your sensitive nub, his free hand hooking itself under your thigh and pulling your leg back for easier access to your sex. "You're so cute when you act all shy like this, you know?" He cooed, earning a broken whine in response.

"A-Asmoooo. G-Gonna... Cum," You whimpered out, clenching your teeth and closing your eyes to try and regain control of yourself. "Are you, now?" He teased, the pace in which he rubbed circles over your clit increasing, offering loving flicks and the slightest of pinches. "Go on then, I'm not stopping you, darling."

Your walls clenched around nothing, your sopping cunt begging to be filled. Just a little more stimulation to put the cherry on top of your orgasm. You clawed at his shoulders, letting out lewd whines as you felt your climax nearing. "Fuck, fuck, fuck! Asmodeus!" You cried out as you felt a knot tighten before coming undone, your juices squirting out of you for the first time. You were confused by the happening, though you were too overwhelmed by the feeling of Lust's finger, that of which was still rubbing circles along your clit.

"Oh, my darling MC, did you just squirt for me?" He cooed, letting out a soft laugh as he continued his motions. "W-Wai—" He cut you off, grabbing your chin and turning your head to the side. He locked lips with yours, your hips rising in response to the stimulation.

Asmodeus moved his hand from your chin to your hip and held you in place. He pulled away from the kiss, licking his lips while staring you down with his lustful gaze. "You're so beautiful, MC. Why don't you give me another one, hm?"

"Come on, squirt for me again, darling~"

Hope you liked it, Anon!

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[kittievampire]

He so angy

[kittievampire]

Okae so like I know that I have a lot of requests waiting to be written but I had to get this off my mind immediately. I hope you like~

Click here if you wanna request!

My Little Shrimpy~

Warnings: Smut, Floyd Leech x F!MC, Bloodplay (?), Cockwarming, Degradation, Edging, Pretty short ngl, Maybe ooc Floyd (this is my first work with him, don't hurt me)

ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+

Enjoy.

"Neeee~ Look at that cute little face you're makin', Shrimpy~" Your boyfriend cooed tauntingly at you, his hands holding your hips in place so that you wouldn't move. He'd told you once and you tried it anyway, now he couldn't trust you not to move while cockwarming him!

A blush formed on your face as you turned your head away, trying to avoid his gaze. "F-Floyd, please..." You whined, legs trembling from the stimulation. Or rather, lack thereof. Your walls clenched tightly around his cock, which snuggled right against your cervix, trying so desperately to coerce him into moving.

The twin simply chuckled, one of his hands moving up to squeeze your breast. He hummed, shaking his head. "I told you, if you make me wait for you to come over for a little playtime, I'm gonna make you wait for me to cum first." He pressed a kiss to the skin between your shoulder and neck before dragging his tongue over the supple flesh. "You had me waiting forever, Shrimpyyyy." He slurred the nickname he'd given you, almost as if trying to emphasize how tired he was of waiting so long for you to be done running around with those two weirdos from Heartslabyul and the little seal you share a dorm with.

His tone changed, cock twitching inside of your quivering cunt as he bared his teeth. "Those three eat up all of our alone time, MC, and you just sit there and let them!" Floyd's hand traveled down to your neglected clit, rubbing quick circles along the sensitive bud. "Do you like seeing me jealous, huh? Is that it, Shrimpy? You get off to it knowing I'll be mean to you?" You threw your head back, letting out a loud cry of pleasure as tears began to form in your eyes, the knot in your stomach twisting tighter and tighter. "You're such an attention-seeking slut, aren't you?" He ground his hips against yours, thrusting harshly into your pussy as his brows furrowed, sharp teeth biting down at your shoulder, making you cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure.

The iron taste of crimson filled his mouth as all of his movements slowed to a halt, arms slowly wrapping around your waist. He gently lapped up the blood that spilled from the bite mark, kitten licks serving as apologies for the harsh treatment, despite your obvious enjoyment. You mewled in frustration, arching your back to try to get some friction between the two of you, but the precipice was already far from your grasp, and your orgasm would have to wait.

"But you'll make it up to me, right?" He pressed a tender kiss to your neck, hugging you close to him so that your nude form would be pressed against his.

"You're so cute, I just wanna squeeze your adorable little body. Maybe I should do it in front of them next time, just so they can see who you belong to, My Little Shrimpy~"

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[kittievampire]

I am convinced that Idia Shroud and Leviathan are the biggest shit-talkers online when they rage.

Like any worse than what they say would quite literally be racial slurs.

They might as well be with how they stay violating people online. Bringing up people's K/D, intelligence, family, granny in the ground, nothing is off limits.

I would be scared to have either one in my lobby.

"What the fuck are you doing?! When the tank is out, push up you fucking moron! Science has yet to find something as brain-dead and idiotic as you! Delete the fucking game!"

"Hellooooo?! Can you not see that I'm at low health right in front of you? Are you blind or just stupid? Maybe both, no wonder why your internet is shit, that ping is higher than your death rate!"

And then they turn around and go back to being those shy, introverted, dorky Otakus that we all love.

Pretty sure they have at least a couple of people in therapy tho.

[kittievampire]

idk if you’ve done this yet but like

i just need an mc that’s just sexually frustrated and lowkey touch startled like hello, you live with the living embodiment of Lust, that’s gotta hurt especially when he’s talkin bout his latest hookup while gossiping and mc’s just like “yeh that sounds.. like you had a wonderful time” words just so fulla jealousy and hurt

okay big word wall, im sorry, it’s late and this app is a bit buggish

teal deer: sexually frustrated maybe touch starved mc just wanna get dicked down hard by anyone at this point. your choice of who, cuz let’s face it all the available options are a good contender for our poor unfortunate soul

Hhhhhhh YES

I spun a wheel of names for this one lmao

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Relief

Warnings: Smut, Masturbation, Wet Dreams, Implied Non-Con Somnophilia (MC wants it when waking up after), Teasing, Degradation, Edging, Breathplay, Slight Dacryphilia, Creampie

Enjoy.

"Fuck!" You cried out, rage and frustration laced in your voice.

Tears welled up in your eyes, half of the duvet on the floor from your incessant squirming, and a hand between your legs, that's what your situation had you reduced to. Anyone else would've been embarrassed to be in this state. And you would've been too, had you not been so desperate to get off.

You slipped your fingers out of you, flipping your body over and slumping against your bed in defeat. You glanced at your D.D.D., tapping it twice to see the picture of the youngest sin you'd set as your lock screen, date, and time.

7:40pm

It'd been two hours.

You pushed your face against the pillow and screamed against it, your sounds being muffled by the soft material.

Two hours and you couldn't cum once?!

Have the gods forsaken you? It wasn't your fault you were, quite literally, kidnapped and sent to Hell! You didn't do anything but breathe to end up here!

You clicked your tongue, pulling the duvet back up from the floor and over your heated figure.

"At this point, I'll just go fucking atheist," You grumbled, eyes sealing shut as you let sleep whisk you away, hopefully to a land where you'd get some relief.

_

The Avatar of Sloth was never one to purposefully eavesdrop on conversations you and his brothers had. He respected your privacy, he truly did. It's just that you decided to have such conversations in front of him. Granted, he did have his head down, but that didn't mean he was asleep. He was trying to be, but he couldn't with what you were talking about!

"It was the worst thing I've ever felt in my life," Asmodeus sighed, taking a sip of his Demonus as he rambled on about one of his hook-ups. "Like, honestly, you can't talk that much game and be horrible in bed. You get it, right, MC?" The sin glanced at the tired and irritated expression on your face. You were practically seething, not only at the fact that he was bragging but the fact that he couldn't even tell that you were upset. "Totally," You grumbled out.

Belphegor shifted in his spot, biting his lip and looking down at his lap. It was surprising that his brother couldn't tell how frustrated you were, being the Avatar of Lust and all. Anyone could tell that you were struggling to keep your cool, and he knew why. He'd see it all the time in those wet dreams of yours.

The ones where you'd seduce him in an empty classroom at RAD, or where you'd guide him to Lucifer's room to fuck in his bed (he should consider that for one of his next pranks). Whenever he'd penetrate your dreams, he'd always wake up hard as a rock.

He had considered confronting you about it, but figured he should back off.

That was until the two of you decided to have a sleepover in the attic.

_

You had dark circles under your eyes from how late you'd stay up trying to get yourself off. Nothing worked. Even the wet dreams you had only served to make the hours of sleep you get decrease severely due to the number of times you wake up horny and decided to take a shot at masturbating. Then, of course, you'd be up a majority of the night with a fruitless endeavor for relief. You were pissed, but you figured that you might be able to sleep properly if you got help from the Avatar of Sloth.

"Can't you, like, put me to sleep or something?" You asked, holding a pillow close to your chest. Belphegor shrugged. "I guess I could. The only issue is I'm not sure how long you'll be out." You wave your hand in dismissal, placing the pillow under your head while throwing the blanket over your and Belphie's bodies. "Make me sleep for days for all I care, just put me to sleep, yeah? I haven't gotten a full night's rest in so long."

The seventh-born chuckled and pat you on the forehead. "Alright, goodnight, MC," He whispered softly into your ear as he gently placed one of his hands over your eyes. Your breathing slowed as you felt drowsiness course through your veins and relax your muscles, readying you for slumber.

"G'night... Belphie..."

_

The feeling of pleasure was what you yearned for, what you chased after. However, as soon as you'd feel its warm embrace around your body, wrapped around you like a blanket, it'd always seem to disappear from your grasp. Nothing was good enough, not even the dreams you had about the youngest brother.

This one, though, was quite interesting.

You were in the attic, the same place you fell asleep in Belphegor's arms. However, your face was pushed into the pillow and your ass was in the air, his hand planted in your hair to keep you in such a degrading position. He mocked you, teased you, and fucked you so well.

"Look at you and your needy little pussy, MC," He chuckled, thrusting his cock into the warmth that was your cunt, hips bucking into your ass and thighs. "Honestly, don't you have any shame? Walking around the House of Lamentation all horny, practically begging for someone to fuck you."

All you could let out were mindless babbles as he slammed his cock deep inside of your warmth, the tip bullying that same spot that made your vision go fuzzy. You whined out his name into the pillow, only causing him to push your face further into it. "What are you over there saying, hm? I can't hear you."

The lewd way that his balls clapped against your cunt was sending the pleasure you were experiencing straight to your brain, then back down to your pussy. Your walls convulsed around him, feeling that relief just inches away from you. Just a few thrusts away and—

Belphegor pulled out of you, delivering a spiteful smack to your ass as you whined at the loss. "No! No, no, nonono!" Tears formed in your eyes as your orgasm was denied. His hand moved your hair to the side before gently pressing a sweet kiss to the back of your neck. "You're so cute when you're desperate, MC," He murmured softly, running the palms of his hands along your thighs and slowly up your ass, giving it a squeeze of appreciation. His touch was stimulating, but your peak was already too far out of reach, and you weren't going to cum anytime soon without him pleasing you. Knowing this, you pushed your ass backward, causing it to collide with his pelvis as his cock slipped between your thighs.

"Please," You begged softly, beginning to move your legs so that your thighs would rub his still-hardened cock. With a low groan, Belphie gripped your hair once more. "Please what, MC? Use your words." He ground his hips against your ass, one of his hands reaching under you to gently cup your exposed breast.

"Please, Belphie, I wanna cum," You whimpered out, blushing at the sound of his chuckle in response. "You're so needy, aren't you?"

Suddenly, you felt something push the lips of your cunt apart with its entry, letting out a soft whine. Something of similar length and size penetrated you as well, gently thrusting into your pussy. You gasped in confusion. His hands were on your ass and your breast, and his cock was between your thighs.

What the hell?

_

Your eyes shot wide open as you felt your body temperature rising. One of your legs was hoisted up with Belphie's hand while the other was inside of your shorts and panties, thrusting his fingers into your cunt. He gently nibbled on your neck and smiled as he watched you stir to consciousness.

"Welcome back, MC." You could feel his smile on your neck as he pressed a kiss to it. "I wonder what you were dreaming about that got you so wet down here," He teased, thumb beginning to rub slow, lazy circles over your clit as his fingers thrusted into you slowly.

You let out a sharp gasp as you gripped the bedsheets, closing your eyes and shivering as he pressed his tongue against your neck, gently gliding it over your skin. "You seemed so agitated lately... Are you sure sleep was all you needed?" He curled his fingers, making you whine. You reached one of your hands down, almost as if trying to stop the stimulation despite enjoying it so much, only for the hand that held your leg up to grab your wrist. Your leg now resting on his forearm, he leaned in close so that his lips were an inch from your ear. "If you do that kind of thing, I'm gonna start thinking you want me to stop."

You felt your heart drop at his threat, immediately lifting your leg higher to give him more access to your cunt. "That's a good girl." He pressed a kiss to your cheek, continuing his soft administrations.

However, you were quick to grow restless. You'd been trying desperately to relieve yourself for weeks, and he was going far too slow for your liking. While you didn't particularly mind him slowly pulling you apart before making love to you, you wanted him to break you, fuck you senseless into the mattress. Though, maybe you were a bit too prideful to admit that. Instead, you keened and began to roll your hips down, feeding more of his fingers into your sopping heat. Belphegor raised a brow, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close. "What are you doing there, MC? Is there something you want to tell me?" You caught your lower lip between your teeth, muffling a moan as you buried your face in the pillow, not wanting to give him an answer for fear of embarrassment.

"Tch,"

You heard a squelching noise as his fingers abandoned your pussy, which only made you gasp and start whining. "W-Wait! No, I was—" You cut yourself off with a small sob as you felt that familiar pleasure escape you once more. The sin pushed your shoulder down to the bed, climbing ontop of you and pulling down his pants with a small sigh. "You're so picky about what you get, aren't you? I didn't know you were so spoiled." He flicked his tongue against the tips of his fingers before launching that same hand to your throat, capturing it in a near-vice-like grip. "You want to be treated like a whore, don't you?" He pulled down your shorts and panties. "Here I was thinking I'd have to treat you all nice and stuff," He teased, a small grin forming on his face as he ground his hardened cock against your slit.

"Fine. I won't hold back then."

With that, he lined up the tip of his cock with your entrance and shoved himself between your folds, letting out a soft groan as he forced himself deep into your heat in one go. Your cunt fluttered at the stretch, and you cried out in pleasure. That ache in your stomach that had been bugging you for weeks was nearly gone. Bottoming out almost immediately, the Avatar of Sloth gave you no time to adjust. It didn't take you long to, but it would have been easier if he didn't start pounding into you from the get-go. His hand clenched around your neck, blocking your airways just enough to where you could still breathe somewhat, but your oxygen was limited. You gently wrapped your hands around his wrist, letting out choked whines as he fucked you into the bed.

"Poor lamb—" He smiled— "How frustrated have you been that your pretty little cunt is this needy? I don't even have to move that much, it's sucking me in every time I pull out," He teased, lifting your leg to press a kiss to your ankle. His hips maintained their merciless pace, the tip of his cock bullying your G-spot with its constant abuse.

Your walls were constricting around his shaft, the knot in your stomach growing tighter and tighter as your orgasm neared. Finally, that relief that you'd been craving was closer than ever. Your eyes rolled back as you clenched your teeth, nails digging into the flesh of his wrist.

So close, so fucking close.

Belphegor hummed at your expression, brushing his bangs out of his face as his magenta eyes scanned your body. "This isn't right," He murmured, pulling his still-hardened cock out of you and removing his hand from your throat. You gasped for air, taking in as much as you could before letting out a sob, tears forming in your eyes. "No! Why?"

The youngest brother snickered at your protest, grabbing your hips and flipping you over. "Was this the position we were in in that dream of yours?" He asked. Before you could answer, he grabbed a fistful of your hair and pushed your face into the pillow, bullying his cock into your pussy once more.

A muffled cry erupted from your throat and could barely reach his ears due to the pillow he'd shoved your face in as he began to thrust once more. "Jeez, you really are a slut aren't you? You like this kind of stuff?" He laughed softly to compliment his sweet tone and contradict his harsh words and demeaning actions.

Skin slapping against skin, squelching, muffled cries of pleasure, and soft grunts from the disheveled seventh-born were filling the room, bouncing off of the walls and drowning out the sound of flickering flames coming from the fireplace. You were close to your climax again. Whimpering into the pillow, almost as if begging him not to stop again, you gently clasped one of your hands over his. He looked down at your hip, where now both of your hands were placed. He let out a small groan as he felt himself getting closer the more sounds you made.

"Fuck," He grunted out. "Gonna cum... You want me to fill you up, huh? Like in your dreams? I can do that if you say please." Belphie growled at the sound of your muffled moans in response, pulling your hair to bring your head up so you could speak. "Go on then, beg for it."

"Please! P-Please, please, need it! N-Need it, please, Belphie!" You choked out between sobs and mewls of pleasure.

Your tongue lulled out of your mouth as his cock pushed against your cervix, your walls clenching as your orgasm washed over you. His cum coated in your juices, he slammed into you once more, balls pushing against your cunt as he came. His hips stuttered as he rode out his orgasm, fucking his cum deeper into you.

When he pulled out, you collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily with a thin layer of sweat coating your body. Belphegor didn't even attempt to fix his clothes, merely throwing them off and brushing his hair back, smiling in amusement at how the white liquid he'd gifted you spilled out of your opening.

One moment, he was pulling your clothes off to make you more comfortable. The next, your nude body was pushed up against his for cuddling.

"Sweet dreams, MC."

Hope you liked it, anon!

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[kittievampire]

Hello! Found your page recently and kicked myself to send in due to mammon and beel brainrot .-.

Anon because the filth req makes me shy lmao

Some ideas for ya (f!mc)

- 69 with Beel, but he's gagged with cloth, poor baby can only use his hands and whatever bit of tongue he can get out

- Exhibitionism and teasing from Mams (Cockwarming at the casino? Fingering on The Fall dance floor? These sound like bad porn titles oops)

- Beel wants a subtle spread leg MC dessert under the table at dinnertime (big hungry demon can't stay quiet and the other brothers def notice)

Also - folks HC that Mams would be too posessive to share MC but imo he'd prioritize MC's pleasure above anything soOoo..

- Sub mammon tied up and only getting kisses/ hj from MC while Beel hits it from the back

- DP with greedyboi and hungryboi (who prefers pussy/ ass? Writer's choice!)

- Beel gets a meal *cough pussy*, while Mams gets a beej

- Overstim feat. both of them, greed and gluttony means orgasms til they're satisfied. Get wrecked mc.

I feel both of them have a praise kink? Both giving and receiving. But this might just be me wanting to give the good boys a treat

*This turned into a long brain dump sorry lol feel free to take or leave any prompts :') My brain is now free and I pass the rot to you

Hoooollllyyyyy

Damn

I just

Damn

Yes

YES

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if you wanna request!

Warnings: Smut, Switch!Fem!MC x Switch!Beelzebub x Switch!Mammon, Dacryphilia, Bondage, Overstim, Oral (f. receiving), Gagging, Concealed!Public Sex

Enjoy, you horny fucks.

"How you holding up, Beel?"

You gently stroked his large, hard cock with your small, soft hand, placing little kitten licks against the tip that was drooling with precum. His length was coated in your saliva as a result of you happily gagging and drooling all over it when it was in your mouth, as well as the stimulation you were getting from the Avatar of Gluttony's fingers.

You were so cruel.

When he tried to muffle a response through the red cloth that you'd shoved into his mouth, you couldn't help but giggle. You didn't even need to look at him, you could just tell that he was obscenely drooling at the sight of your cunt. You moaned, not only at the feeling of his thumb circling your clit while his fingers thrusted knuckles-deep into you, but also at the thought of how he looked right now.

Were his eyes blown out?

Did he look ready to pounce?

How was he still keeping himself together?

"D-Don't worry, baby, just a little while longer, I promise." You'd said that many times over, and yet, you still haven't given him the privilege of ravaging your pussy like the starving glutton he was. You felt him inch close to your opening and pressed your tongue and lips against his cock, sloppily kissing and drooling all over it once more. "The m-more you struggle, the more time it will take for you to taste me, Beel," You cooed, pushing yourself down against his fingers, earning a lewd squelch sound and for some of your juices to land on his face.

He groaned, and you could hear a low rumble in his stomach.

"Almost done, Beel, promise."

To be quite honest, talking to his opponents, playing poker, and trying to keep you quiet was a lot of work. You were planted on his lap, cock pushed past your folds and the tip snuggled against your cervix.

"Royal Flush, baby! Looks like ya better cough up!" Mammon exclaimed with a snarky grin on his face, bouncing his leg, which caused you to move up and down on his cock. You blushed, biting down on your bottom lip to hold back your noises.

Thankfully, his opponents were too drunk to notice your reaction to his movements. "G'dammit. Double or nothin'!" One of the demons said, to which Mammon threw his head back and cackled.

You almost let out a whine, knowing that one more game means more time that you'd have to sit there and warm his cock, nothing else. Mammon leaned forward, lips close to your ear so he could whisper ever so quietly, "Ya heard that, Treasure?" He gripped your thighs tightly, making sure you wouldn't move. "One more game, yeah? You can last for a while longer, can't ya?"

You shuddered.

Your pussy was aching to be thoroughly fucked, and at this point, you wouldn't care if he bent you over the table. But you didn't want to disobey him.

Your walls clenched around his cock and he grunted. He pecked your cheek. "Good girl," He cooed before turning back to face his opponents.

Beel completely caught you off-guard.

You honestly didn't expect him to grab your thighs from under the table and push them apart, nor did you expect for him to be under the table in the first place. You looked down, eyes wide in shock as he pulled down your panties. He looked up at you and smiled sweetly before attaching his lips to your cunt.

It was all happening way too fast, and you were at the table having dinner! With his brothers, no less!

You nearly choked as you felt him drag his tongue lazily over your folds, a shudder running down your spine as a dark blush formed on your face. You clenched your teeth to suppress a gasp, covering your mouth as your eyes darted over toward the brothers.

Thankfully, Mammon was causing a bit of a ruckus at the dinner table, so none of their eyes were on you at the moment.

Beel's grip on your thighs only tightened as you squirmed, shoving his tongue into your cunt, groaning softly as he got a taste of your walls. You muffled a whimper into your hand as you closed your eyes, his thumb rubbing circles over your clit to further stimulate you. He wanted the sweetness of your release, and he wanted it as soon as possible. The lewd slurping against your cunt, as well as your soft whimpers, only made it through your fuzzy head when you looked up to see six pairs of eyes staring you down.

I'm gonna go ahead and make the three-ways in a seperate part. I'll link it once it's posted, but I hope you liked it, anon!

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[kittievampire]

Hey I just discovered your blog and I love your writing! I was wondering if I could request some HCs of the demon bros reacting to a MC who rescued two kittens that started off chill and cute but as the little guys got comfortable in the house of lamentation they start being chaotic and doing rowdy kitten stuff. Thank you so much and I hope you have a stellar day! ✨️

As a cat-owner, I have a lot to say about this.

My cat's a bitch, too, so this'll be fun 😤

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

Click here if ya wanna request!

Cat Chaos

Warnings: Cursing, Cats being cats, MC being a crackhead cat-parent, GN! MC

Enjoy.

You found the two little guys on the side of the road during a very stormy night in the Devildom. You were walking home, coat over your head to shield you from the merciless downpour, when you heard faint meows and yaps from an alley. You turned your head, noticing a box, dirty and wet. The cardboard barely kept its shape under the pressure of the heavy rain, and you could see a single pair of fuzzy ears poking out of the opening at the top.

You walked forward, pulling open the two flaps at the top to reveal two kittens, cold and shaking, meowing at you.

Seeing that the box was rendered useless now, you covered the kittens in your coat, banging at the door of the House of Lamentation. "Come on, come on," You whispered to yourself, not wanting to get any more drenched than you already were. The door swung open, Lucifer standing before you with a stern expression on his face. "MC, why are you—" You stepped forward, almost pressed against him. "Please let me inside, it's pouring!"

You and Lucifer had a conversation about the animals, and eventually, he sighed, pinched his brows together, and reluctantly said "Yes."

The cats were so cute. Everyone in the house was quite fond of the animals.

That was until chaos began to ensue.

Lucifer

Absolutely fucking irritated.

The thing about Lucifer is he was a dog person.

That's it.

He only dealt with Cerberus because he wouldn't be much of a fuss to take care of.

Cats on the other hand?

Since the incident with Satan summoning multiple cats, he had a special distaste for the creatures.

One morning, he found a turd in the kitchen. Not very happy.

Lucifer immediately went to your room and knocked on the door. The moment you opened it, the two plausible culprits jumped off of your bed and meowed at him.

"MC," He sighed out, making you shoot up from your bed. "Shit, am I late?" You ask, still half-asleep.

You pushed the covers off of you in a sleepy panic, making him shake his head and hold out a hand of reassurance. "No, you're not late, it's still quite early in the morning. I just... Wanted to let you know that..." He looked into your sleepy doe eyes and felt one of the kittens brush up against his leg.

Lucifer suppressed a groan of frustration. "I... Just wanted to let you know that... I was going out to get coffee, and..." He trailed off, a blush highlighting his face. You couldn't see it though.

"Oh, that'd be great, thanks, Luci," You said with a yawn, patting your bedside and calling out the names of the two felines. "Wake me up again when you're back, please. I'm gonna get a few more minutes of sleep in."

He begrudgingly cleaned it up himself.

He'd have to clean up after Cerberus occasionally, but the difference is, he couldn't exactly punish your kittens.

They weren't his.

The three of them would have standoffs every now and then in the hallway though.

Mammon

Bro is so over your cats' shit. A little less than Lucifer, but it's the fact that they continue to get into his stuff when he leaves it lying around.

Asmodeus will leave around a whole fur coat, yet instead of that expensive, comfort-guaranteed, five-star, premium bed-material-like coat, they decide to snuggle up with his favorite leather jacket with studs. STUDS.

He'll usually try and catch the little guys, but they're too fast for baby boy.

He usually ends up tripping and falling on his face while shouting curses at them.

When you came over and asked what was wrong, he was quick as hell to snitch.

"Those little color-palette faces o' yours got their fur all over my favorite jacket! D'ya know how much grim I had to save up for that?" Mammon was nearly sobbing.

You sighed, got on the ground near him, and started comforting him with an embrace and head pats.

Definitely flips them off whenever he sees them in the hallways now, it always seems like they're smirking at him though.

Fucking felines.

Leviathan

Levi didn't have a problem with them at first

He was worried that they'd try to get to Henry 2.0, but they didn't seem very interested in him, so, eventually, he started letting them into his room whenever they'd scratch at the door.

He actually didn't mind their company.

It was nice to have those two laying down in his lap while he played his video games.

They'd even hiss whenever someone killed him!

They were his best friends!

Until the day it happened.

He was grinding really hard on a game from the human world that you recommended he played, and he was loving it so far! Though, because he was grinding so hard for seven hours straight, the kittens ended up falling asleep at his side.

He was so close to beating this really difficult boss! This wasn't even the final stage, why were these bosses so hard?

But he enjoyed it nonetheless because you recommended it of course.

"Yes! Now all I have to do is use Black Viper to inflict all-mighty damage and I'll finally be done with this palace!"

Bro is near tears of joy.

However, a small paw bapped at his controller, hitting the melee button that dealt 50 damage to the boss that had 98 health.

When the boss killed him for the nth time in a row, he dropped his controller.

Barged into your room with kittens in hand and tears streaming down his face. "These are anti-gamer feline monsters, MC!" He sobbed, making you shoot up from your seat.

"Oh no, what did they do this time?"

"They made me restart the boss battle when I was this close to beating him! I thought we were friends!"

You had to comfort him the whole night and help him defeat the boss afterward.

Satan

Absolutely in love with the kittens.

They could do no wrong in his eyes.

They made him lose a page in his book?

That's okay, they just wanted to play.

They knocked over his mug?

They're cats! It's only natural for them to learn how to do that!

If anything, he encourages their naughty behavior when they act out in front of the other brothers.

And you end up the one to complain about the cats, though you talk to them as if they're humans.

"When I said you give me shit, I didn't mean to actually drop one!" You practically shouted at one of your kittens, causing Satan to look up from his book.

You pointed to the other kitten accusingly. "You were fucking watching too, weren't you? You fucking cuck, you cat-cuck, you-"

"Woah, woah, woah, they probably couldn't make it to the litterbox in time, MC," He said, closing his book.

You deadpanned at him, looking down at the turd that sat right next to the litterbox.

Both of the kittens jumped into the blond's lap, purring and nuzzling against his hands.

He started cooing at them about how "mommy/daddy was so mean" and how the kittens "could never do something so vile on purpose."

Asmodeus

They made great selfie buddies!

His follower count and likes shot up once he started taking selfies with the cute little felines.

He tolerated them a lot, though he was still wary of their shedding.

One day, they were in his room while he was painting his nails.

He used them to pick colors for the new nail look.

"I'm not sure orange and pink go well together, silly feline." Asmodeus giggled, gently booping one of the kittens on the nose as he set down the orange nail polish container.

"However, I'd say pink would definitely go with my outfit wardrobe for this next month!"

He hummed to himself and cooed at the kittens as he started painting his nails, movements precise, hands still as if he were a surgeon.

"Honestly, I'd look good in any color, won't I? That's why you gave me orange! You know I can pull off the colors, don't you? You two are so adorable!" He flustered himself with compliments.

The kittens meowed sweetly at him as he waited for his nails to dry

Suddenly, one of the kittens nuzzled his cheek against his hand, getting nearly dried nail polish on his fuzzy cheek and whiskers and smudging the pink nail polish on Asmo's finger.

There was silence.

Asmodeus looked at the tiny hairs that stuck out of his clumpy, mildly wet polish, processing what had just happened.

His screech was what alerted you to his room, and you had to hold him back from throwing the little felines across the room.

Beelzebub

Second most chill about it.

Whenever he'd see the kittens getting yelled at by you for doing something bad, he'd slip them a piece of his meaty snack to make them feel better.

He may get mildly irritated when they would beg him to share a snack with him, but that's only on rare occasions.

"Oh, did you want some jerky?" He asked softly to the kitten that had jumped onto the table and sniffed the meat in his hand.

He gently handed the meat to the kitten, who sniffed and started to lick it.

Beel scarfed down most of the bag but ended up leaving some for the kitten.

He gently pat the kitten on the head and allowed it to finish the rest of the jerky.

Belphegor

Third most chill about it.

He most likely encourages chaos like Satan, too.

You catch him trying to coax your kitties to knock over Lucifer's fragile belongings and make messes of his clothing.

You'd been scolded a few times by Lucifer, but he eventually found out that it was the youngest's doing, so you got off easy.

Belphie loved to cuddle with your kittens when he slept.

He'd get a little irritated when they'd wake him by clawing at his door at night, but he had to deal with his twin's loud snores, so it didn't bother him that much.

It's surprising he can hear the scratches and meows over the snoring, though.

"Hey, you two. You wanna cuddle with Uncle Belphie?" He'd chuckle softly as he let the cats into the room.

Loves the warmth that their fur provides, and you definitely caught him with one of the kitten's butts in his face when he was napping at least twice.

Hope you liked it, anon!

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Alr, who snitched

[kittievampire]

Kin of the Demon Prince (Final Part)

Warnings : Cursing, Slight Angst, Diavolo x Fem!MC, MC is a fuckin unit

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You shot upright in the bed, gasping for air, a thin layer of sweat coating the skin of your body. You felt around the bed, trying to process your surroundings, trying to see if you were still in the dream that Solomon put you in.

You turn your head to the side, noticing that Avatar of Sloth sleeping beside you, a blanket of candlelight covering him, illuminating the room just enough to where one wouldn't be blinded. "Belphie," You called out, reaching out to grasp his arm and shake him. "Belphie, where are the others?"

The seventh-born's eyes fluttered before slowly opening, magenta eyes locking with yours before they shot wide open. "MC! You're awake!" He exclaimed, a small smile forming on his face.

You nodded your head, trying to dismiss this topic and move on to one that exceeded it in importance and urgency. "Where are the others? Where's Selene? Solomon wants to sacrifice her for something, we need to find her!" You say, voice trembling as you tried to keep yourself calm. Belphegor gently gripped your shoulders. "They're all taking care of it, MC. That coma ate up a lot of your energy, I don't think you should be going anywhere outside of the castle anytime soon." You shook your head. "No, no, no! I have to get to Selene! He's gonna—" "MC, they're handling it. You should know my brothers, they won't let anything hurt Selene, I promise! Especially after Asmo heard that he'd missed out on baby clothes shopping... Even I was scared," He mumbled out the last part, letting a shudder run down his spine at the memory of his brother's rage.

You tried to move, but your legs wouldn't. Your body was in a state of magic-induced dormancy for too long, and it'd take a minute to get the blood flowing and the energy to return to your system. "You're in no state to be going anywhere, MC." Belphegor pursed his lips, showing sympathy and a hint of sorrow in the apologetic look in his eyes. "Trust them. They'll get her back, promise. I don't think Diavolo would let anything happen to her either."

_

Minutes passed like hours, hours passed like days.

Why weren't they back yet?

You were able to move around comfortably again, but despite pestering Barbatos so much about it, he wouldn't take you to the human realm. Now, all you could do was sit in the same room you woke up in, crying. Belphegor did try to comfort you, but you continued on about how you so desperately needed to go to the human world. Your daughter was there for fucks sake! So was your... Boyfriend? Baby-Daddy?

You'll figure that out later.

"No, Belphie, you don't understand!" You whimpered, grasping his arm. "What if something happens? What if they never come back? What if we're the only ones that can help?" Belphegor sighed. "I can't let you go, MC... Lucifer said that I wasn't supposed to—" "I don't care what Lucifer says! I need to know that my daughter and her father are okay! Don't you want to know, too? If your brothers are safe? What if they need your help right now, as well?" This mad him pause. He nibbled on his bottom lip, thinking, processing. You placed your hand over his. "Please, Belphie," You murmured out softly. "Help me convince Barbatos to let us go... They need us."

There was another pause. Long and staggering.

"Fuck," He said, running his fingers through his hair as he stood up from his seat, cow pillow in hand. "Fine, fine. But you will not leave my side at all once we're there, okay?"

Enthusiastically, you embraced him, sobbing tears of joy into his shoulder. "Thank you, Belphie!" He was taken aback at first, but, slowly, the youngest brother wrapped an arm around you and gently pat you on the head. "Yeah, yeah... Thank me by letting me visit Selene the most out of my brothers."

_

The cloudy skies, that appeared to have been painted black, hosted the downpour of relentless rain. No stars were in sight, the moon was absent, and lightning struck again and again, with thunder following suit.

There you stood, outside of the temple that had been set ablaze. None of the brothers, nor your lover, child, or the bastard sorcerer were in sight. You were frozen in place.

Belphegor had gone in search of his brothers and Selene, but you were stuck in the unmoving shell that was your trembling skin. You couldn't bare the thought of seeing your daughter in pain, nor did you let yourself think that anything worse may have happened.

Among the heavy rain, you could hear footsteps behind you.

You quickly turned around, only to be met with swaying bushes and trees from the winds that were increasing in intensity.

That was until you saw him.

Emerging from the shadows that the wood provided, he pushed the shrub aside with his foot so he could walk. He was in his demon form, but he looked horrible. His hair was messy, his leather wings had tears in them, and he was bleeding from his side. Though, in his arms, he held the crying child you'd come for.

"Selene!" You gasped out, immediately rushing over to the two and taking her out of his arms. "Mammon, thank you so much! Are you hurt? How can I help?" You asked frantically, holding one hand out to help him stand properly. The sin before you shook his head, a small smile forming on his face as he looked down at Selene, who he'd wrapped in a warm blanket to protect her from the cold winds. "I oughtta heal up soon," He said weakly, placing a hand on his wound. "What happened in there?" You asked. "Where are the others? Where's Diavolo?"

Mammon looked back at the building that had almost been consumed in magical flames, which glowed a bright red and violet. "I don't know, but they're fine." A loud sound that resembled a burst caught your attention. You snapped your head toward the temple, to see that the flames had gotten bigger. You swallowed a lump in your throat, looking the second-born up and down to see that the tears in his wings had mended a bit and that his wound was beginning to heal.

"Take Selene, I'm going in for Dia." You pushed your daughter into his hands, making him jump and stutter. "W-Wait, MC, ya can't just—" His words were left drowned out by the pouring rain as you sprinted toward the temple. You were confident that you would be able to get out. Even if you didn't, Selene would be in good hands.

You never did learn, did you? Putting your life on the line for demons again?

Smoke penetrated your lungs, making you cover your mouth and nose. "Dia!" You called out. "Lucifer! Belphie!" You shouted among the flames, though no one responded. "Anyone? Levi? Asmo? Satan? Beel?" Still, no response. "Diavolo!" You shouted once more, almost begging for someone to answer.

"MC!"

You heard him. He was calling to you.

You turned to face where the voice was coming from, letting out a small whimper in surprise. You saw him standing there, demonic wings acting as fans to push away the smoke so that he could see you. "MC, what are you doing in here?!" He demanded, rushing to your side and shielding you from the flames with his large leather wings.

You forgot how big he was, now that he was standing so close to you. "I-I wanted to see if you were okay, where are the others?" Diavolo looked around. "Mammon ran off with Selene. After he set fire to the place, Solomon tried to escape. However, Lucifer placed a dimensional lock on the area, so he couldn't teleport. They all went after him, I'm not sure where they are now." He flinched at the flames that he deemed were getting too close to you. "Come! We have to leave, now!"

_

When the two of you got outside, you could more visibly see the injuries. Diavolo had a large, bleeding scar on his chest that was healing the more you looked. The brothers were there as well, Lucifer holding Solomon by chains that were used as cuffs and a collar. All of them were injured. All of them got hurt for your daughter.

Mammon handed Selene over to you, and you took her into your arms, looking up at Diavolo and smiling. Diavolo sighed blissfully, stroking your hair and kissing your forehead before looking up at the sins with a prideful smile on his face. "Thank you. Words cannot express my gratitude, but I will forever be indebted to each one of you for this. Anything you wish shall be yours, within reason, of course."

The eldest shook his head. "Really, Lord Diavolo, we did this more for our own sake than—" "I'll take 10 Million Grimm! Actually, double that and add an extra zero! I'm gonna go on a shopping spree!" The second-born chimed in, earning a slap upside the head from Leviathan. "Stupid Mammon, we did this for MC and Selene, not for you to be able to afford more debt."

You couldn't help but laugh.

It was moments like these that you look back on. Moments of serenity among the chaos of your demonic companions. There was also the feeling of sadness whenever you thought of Solomon's betrayal, but, eventually, you stopped wondering why he'd do such a thing. You'd never understand his answer anyway. Besides, it's not like you could change the timelines.

_

"So, Uncle Solomon wanted to unsubscribe me from life, failed, and then my mom and dad lived happily ever after?" Selene asked, expression having shifted into a confused one as she and Barbatos returned to his room.

The butler nodded. "In that timeline, yes. It's quite unfortunate that the sorcerer would even think of such a thing, but luckily, that isn't our sorcerer." The red-head scoffed, running her fingers through her messy hair. "That'd definitely be more exciting, though. Ours doesn't do anything for me but eat away at my free-time with stupid, useless magic tricks like purifying water and telepathy with small items. I wish he'd teach me some of that ritual stuff we saw!"

Barbatos chuckled, opening the door and allowing the young princess to exit. "Perhaps that may not be the best of ideas, but if it is within your scope of interests, I doubt he'd deny you." Selene stepped into the hallway.

"Weren't Uncle Lucifer and the others supposed to visit today? I completely forgot about that. We gotta hurry before mom thinks I've gone missing again."

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Mammon taking reader’s virginity 🫣🫣

I see, I see, I see

Well, I'll have you know, anon, baby boy prolly doesn't even know what a virginity is 😭😭😭

Baby boy is so stupid but so cute and so dependable, my first love 💛💛💛

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Your First Man

Warnings: Cursing, Smut, Virgin!MC x Soft Dom!Mammon, Fem!MC, Teasing, Praise Kink, Established Relationship, Oral (f. receiving), Creampie

Enjoy.

"Yer sure about this, yeah?" Mammon asked you softly, looking up at you from where he sat between your legs.

You were sitting upright on your bed, bottoms discarded, and panties being the only thing that shielded your dripping core from his field of view. "I mean, I'll prep ya first and all that, but I dunno if I'll be able to stop once we get goin'," He muttered sheepishly, a dark blush forming on his face. You smiled down at him, lowering a hand to gently run your fingers through his white locks, earning a pleased shudder from the sin before you. "I'm ready, Mammoney."

With a shaky breath, Mammon's gaze shifted down to your panties, which had a wet spot forming on them. He slowly reached his hands up, carefully pulling at the hem of your panties until they were off of you, eyes now fixated on your pussy. He leaned forward, slowly running his tongue along your slit, the tip of the muscle flicking against your clit. You moaned loudly, gently gripping his hair.

Mammon felt at ease when he heard your reaction, licking his lips as he got a taste of your essence before lapping at the entrance of your cunt. You mewled and whined at his actions, his hands squeezing your thighs in an attempt to still you, as your squirming was distracting him from your pussy.

He lifted a hand, shifting his position so that his tongue circled your clit and his fingers were positioned at your entrance, slowly applying pressure to introduce you to the feeling. You moaned softly, your left hand gripping the sheets as the hand that was on his head lifted to cover your mouth.

You felt him push two fingers into you slowly. Already feeling the stretch of the intrusion, your walls convulsed around the digits, making him sigh softly in bliss as he pushed further, tongue flicking at your clit before he looked up at you. "S'good?" He asked softly. Not trusting your voice, you nod, looking down at him with a shy blush on your face and those doe eyes that drove him mad.

He pushed his fingers deeper, until his knuckles met your entrance, making small scissoring motions to stretch you a little more. "Relax, babe." Mammon dragged his tongue along your throbbing bud, making you whine out his name. "If ya wanna be able to take me, ya gotta loosen up a bit more."

He moved his mouth to gently nibble on the soft flesh of your inner thigh, a third finger prodding at your entrance before he slowly pushed it into you. You threw your head back, letting out a cry that was cut off by your own hand. "Relax," He cooed, your walls squeezing around his fingers. Once he felt you loosen up a little, he pushed the rest of his third digit inside of you, flicking his tongue against your clit. "There we go, that's my girl."

The words that escaped from his mouth, along with the stimulation to your cunt, made something similar to a knot form in your stomach. Something that squeezed tightly in your gut, but you couldn't put your finger on it. Like a sixth sense, Mammon could feel your orgasm approaching and pulled his fingers out, immediately replacing them with his tongue. His lips locked with your lower, and he proceeded to thrust his tongue deep inside of you, making you throw your head back and cry out in pleasure. Your thighs pushed against either side of his head, only motivating him to go further and grip your thighs, pulling you closer to his face, causing you to slide forward and onto your back. He brought a finger up to rub circles over your clit for extra stimulation.

You felt the knot tighten even more, only to snap and release. You felt your legs spasm as you came, juices coating the Avatar of Greed's face as he gleefully ate you out through your orgasm. Pulling away from his sloppy make-out session with your sweet cunt, he wiped his chin with the back of his hand, golden-sapphire eyes staring up at you with that shit-eating smirk of his. "You ready for the next part? Cause I'm boutta rock your world." He leaned forward, one hand slapping your thigh playfully as he closed in on you, your nose mere inches from his. You nodded slowly, and he lifted one of your hands to press a kiss to your knuckle. "I'll treat ya right, Treasure, promise."

Mammon unbuckled his pants and pushed them down, along with his boxers, his cock greeting you with a light slap against your thigh and a bead of precum at the tip. He adjusted your position so that you were lying on your back and he was sat upright between your legs, gently rubbing his shaft against your entrance. "Last chance, Treasure," The demon muttered softly, leaning down to gently peck you on the lips. "Ya sure about this? It ain't exactly somethin' I can give back."

You didn't even need to think about it. You knew what you wanted. It mildly frustrated you that he was stalling, but it made your heart skip a beat that he was so careful with you. You wrapped your legs around his hips and pushed him toward you, causing him to flinch and let out a low groan. "Alright," He huffed, slowly pushing himself into you.

The way that your walls stretched was painful yet so delicious. You clenched your teeth, covering your face with your hands in hopes of hiding the blush that spread across your face as a result of hearing the lewd squelching sound your cunt made at his intrusion. Mammon gently grasped your wrists, pulling your hands away from your face. "None of that, Treasure," He cooed, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "I wanna see your face when I make you feel good."

He was now fully sheathed inside of you. Your walls clenched tightly around him, and you were trying to focus on breathing and calming yourself down so that the slight pain you felt would go away. The second-born gently pet your hair, lovingly kissing you all over. Coaxing your body to relax, he slowly thrusted his hips a couple of times experimentally. He let out a shaky sigh, closing his eyes as he gently gripped your hips. "Fuck."

You let out a small whimper as he rocked his hips against yours. The pain had gone away, but he still wasn't moving as fast as you wanted. "F-Faster," You whined out, wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him close.

He looked up at you with wide eyes for a moment before letting out a low chuckle. "Alright." Slowly pulling out of you all the way to the tip, he looked down at you with a smirk as you whined under him, thinking that he was gonna pull out.

Mammon slammed back inside of you, earning a cry of pleasure. Getting a firm grip on your hips, he adjusted his angle so that you'd lie more comfortably on the bed and so he could move his body more comfortably with yours. He bucked his hips quickly, letting out soft grunts that were drowned out by your wails of pleasure.

Your walls clenched tightly around him in response to his relentless pounding, your body jolting toward the headboard in protest to his harsh movements. You could already feel that knot returning to the lowest pit of your stomach, tightening just as the walls of your cunt did around his cock. He hit just the right spots that made you scream, G-Spot, cervix, and all.

"Ya gonna cum already, Treasure?" He laughed softly, burying his face into the crook of your neck and gently biting down. "Me too." His hips thrusted violently against yours, his thrusts becoming more erratic and uncoordinated as the feeling of your warmth around him started to overwhelm his senses.

You threw your head back and cried out his name as you felt your orgasm rack through your body, making your body shudder and your legs tremble. He lifted your hips up off of the bed and thrusted deeper into you, clenching his teeth to mask the volume of his moans. "Fuck, you feel so good," He grunted out, his hips stuttering as he came.

You'd never felt so full, and you were sure that you'd become addicted. Though, only because it was him. Your first man.

"Hey," He said in no more than a whisper, having pulled out of you and pressed a kiss to your cheek to get you out of your head. "How was it?"

You smile and lock your lips with his for a quick yet passionate kiss. "It was amazing, Mammoney," You tiredly whispered against his lips.

Hope you liked it, anon!

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[kittievampire]

Alright

Which one of you fake mofo's didn't tell me about Twisted Wonderland?

Like...

A GAME BY DISNEY?? WITH MEN LIKE THIS???

Hoolllyyyyy—

I've strayed too far from God now, there's no going back

[kittievampire]

Nightbringer! Virgin! Asmo’s first time is with MC? And once he realizes how HEAVENLY MC feels it’s almost as if he can’t stop?

Absolutely 🥵🥵🥵

Lemme see what I have in my bag, my dear~

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Lust's First

Warnings: Cursing, Smut, Virgin!Asmodeus x Fem!MC, Switch!Asmodeus, Face-Fucking, Overstim, Light teasing, Asmodeus is very fucking horny

Enjoy.

It was only logical that the Avatar of Lust was a virgin at one point, right?

It was logical, yet the concept still confused you. Asmodeus was standing before you in your room, late at night, a tent in his pants, and a blush on his face. He was trying to read your expression at the news of his innocence, feeling embarrassed despite only being given his title of sin fairly recently.

"MC?" He called out softly, making you snap out of your thoughts. The two of you locked eyes in the dark room. You could barely make out the outline of his figure, yet his eyes glowed, and you could see that he'd shifted into his demon form. You could feel it too. The aura of raw lust couldn't be more evident, what with how it plunged the entire room in its sweet aroma.

In his sweet aroma.

"I think the Demon King mentioned something like this... That my body would do something weird like this every now and then," He shook his head, running his fingers through his hair. "But I wasn't paying attention! I was too busy trying to figure out how to make my wings look more fabulous with gemstones and now I don't know what to do!" He rambled, not even paying any mind to his, now messy, hair.

You breathed in his scent, the calming air filling your lungs and coursing through your body, arousal beginning to pool in your gut. You were familiar with this kind of thing, Asmodeus from the present would talk to you about his ability to charm in multiple different ways, some less controllable than others. He'd explained that every now and then, his body will release pheremones similar to aphrodisiac perfume. Over the years, he'd learned how to detect and control this odd happening, so he'd only release such strong chemicals purposefully.

One of the key details that you remembered was that this can affect himself as well if not controlled.

"And you're a virgin," You repeated softly, earning a nod from the Avatar of Lust. "I can't go around, being the sin I am, asking for someone to take my virginity! Do you understand how compromising that'd be? Besides, I want to remember my first time!" You didn't even see him move toward you, you only felt him grasp your hands, shakily placing one at his crotch. "Please, MC? Would you be my first, Darling?" You could see the way his eyes glowed in the room that had been plunged in darkness, the sweet smell that lingered making you shiver under its weight. You couldn't deny him if you wanted to, not that you did.

_

You never took Asmodeus for being loud in bed, mainly because the one you'd grown to know was experienced and knew how to keep his voice in check, but this one? His sounds made your pussy clench around nothing, and you only sucked more of his cock into your mouth. You lathered his length in your saliva, pressing a sloppy kiss to the tip before taking it into your mouth once more.

His fingers were tangled in the locks of your hair, tugging on it as he whined and cried out incoherent sentences. Asmo bucked his hips, his tip hitting the back of your throat as his free hand joined the other in your hair. "So good! So goooood!" He whined, his head pushing against the wooden headboard as he thrusted his hips upward and into your mouth, seeking more of the warmth it provided. You'd manage to catch a glimpse of his expression, and the sight almost made you cum on the spot. His eyes were rolled back and teary, his cheeks were a bright red, his forehead had beads of sweat forming, and there was saliva running down his chin. "M'almost there! Almost there, please!"

You'd be lying if you said this wasn't out of the ordinary. When you'd spend nights with Asmodeus from the present, he'd only submit to you if you begged him to. Even then, he'd never allow himself to look this unkempt. The smell that had overwhelmed your senses prior to the events unfolding had yet to dissipate, making your body even more hot, your pussy even more wet.

The fourth-born sin was fucking your face mercilessly, his length pushing down your throat, making you gag. "Your mouth, it— Nnnh!— Feels so good, Darling!" He mewled out, balls clapping against your chin as more saliva was fucked out of your mouth. "Yes, yes, yes!" He shoved his entire length down your throat, making your throat constrict around his cock as he came. Thick white ropes of his seed gushed down your throat, and the grip he had on the back of your head kept you down, so all you could do was swallow.

He bucked his hips a few more times, clenching his teeth in an attempt to regain control of at least his voice, before he slowly pulled out. You coughed a few times, trying to clear your lungs so you could breathe properly. Once you caught your breath, you saw Asmodeus on his knees before you, eyes glowing, and a blush dusting across his face. "MC," He muttered out softly, dazed smile unwavering. "Let me take you now! I don't think I can hold back any longer!"

The Avatar of Lust leaned forward, tugging on your legs so you'd fall to your back on the bed with his hard cock grinding against your sopping folds. He let out a lewd noise that was between a moan and a shaky sigh, completely dazed from the pleasure you brought to him. "Wanna feel... This tight pussy around me," He whimpered out, gripping your thighs and spreading them. Hesitantly, his gaze flicked upward to look at you. The pure, raw lust that was emitted from his form, the thing that filled your senses so sweetly, the thing that made his eyes glow brightly in the dark and his wings flap excitedly. You couldn't deny him. You wanted him just as badly as he wanted you.

With a slow nod of your head, Asmodeus leaned forward to capture your lips in a sweet kiss, gripping your hips tightly as he pushed the blunt tip of his cock into you slowly. The warmth of your walls enveloped his cock, greeting him in it's tight velvet.

You grasped Asmo's shoulders tightly, pulling away from him and letting out a sharp gasp at the stretch as he bottomed out. He let out a sigh in bliss, blush darkening along with his eyes. "You feel amazing, Darling!" He moaned out, leaning forward to attack your neck with his teeth as he bucked his hips forward. His pace was erratic and desperate, almost as if he'd die if he didn't fuck you. The flapping of his wings only caused the tainted air around you to circulate, the sweet aroma of lust and sex filling your senses just as his cock filled your tight cunt deliciously. His moans were on par with yours, your mixed cries of ecstasy bouncing off of the walls, no doubt alerting anyone nearby.

But you didn't care.

At this point, all your fuzzy mind could think about was how fucking deep his cock was driving into you. The brutal pace didn't help your situation whatsoever, and you were reduced to tears, saliva, and lewd cries of his name.

Asmodeus found it difficult not to get off on your noises alone; They were like a forbidden melody to his ears that he didn't want to end. He couldn't stop. He didn't want to stop. He wanted to stay buried deep inside of the sweet warmth that your pussy provided for all eternity, figuring that he'd die happy if he died at all. His erratic thrusting didn't cease, and the number of marks he left on your neck and clavicle was evidence enough of his raging lust for you. "You feel so good, MC!" He declared once more, letting out a soft whine. "M'already s-so close, Darling," He whimpered, slamming the tip of his cock against the spongey spot that made you scream. You arched your back, breasts pushing against his chest as you wrapped your legs around him, digging your fingers into the bedsheets with gritted teeth. "You want me to fill you up?" He gasped out, bringing your hand up to his face and gently nibbling on your knuckle. "Or maybe you'd prefer I cover you in my cum, hm?"

Both options sounded amazing, but there was something about the second option that made your walls flutter around his cock, and for your arm to shoot up over your eyes in embarrassment. Asmodeus gasped. "I see," His cock twitched, and his hips slammed against yours even faster. "You'll look so beautiful, Darling! Absolutely— Nnhh!— Stunning!" His voice quivered.

His cock's relentless pace, the bullying of his tip against your cervix, and the pressure that his lust put you under made you scream his name as your orgasm racked through your body. Your legs trembled as your juices coated his cock in your essence.

Asmo's grip on your thighs was unwavering as he leaned back to angle himself properly. He thrusted into you a few more times before pulling out, pushing your thighs together around his cock to give it a nice cushion before cumming. He let out lewd gasps as thick, white ropes of his cum shot out onto your stomach and breasts, his cock twitching as his orgasm washed over him.

You were left panting heavily. Your throat was still raw from his face-fucking earlier, and now, your pussy was wrecked as well. You felt him push passed your folds again and you gripped the sheets, letting out a sharp gasp as he plunged deep inside of your warmth once more.

It suddenly felt like the heat around you only increased in temperature, the sweet smell from earlier becoming ten times as intoxicating. He looked down at you, lust filling his expression alongside an apologetic look.

"I'm sorry, MC. Could we maybe do just a few more rounds? I can't seem to calm down." You would have rolled your eyes at the fact that he asked for permission after doing the deed, but the way your pussy clenched in reaction to the overstimulation made your head all fuzzy again.

"Fuck," You whimpered out, knowing that this would be a long night.

He really did try to stop after the seventh round, but fuck. Your pussy just felt too good.

Whimpered apologies and the sound of skin slapping against skin went through the door from the small crack at the bottom.

That's when Lucifer decided that maybe it was best to install sound-proof walls and doors.

Hope you liked it, anon!

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