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[mochaamilk]

Think about this.

Affection-starved Dimitri? 💙

Dimitri, who gets addicted to every touch.

Starts off small. A brush of your fingers when he returns something. Suddenly, any excuse for a small touch. Hands you a weapon. A book. A pen. Anything.

He thinks of you constantly.

Then the feeling rises. A congratulatory hug, perhaps. Suddenly, he needs more. A touch isn't enough now. He needs to feel the warmth of your form. His hands on you. Your sweet scent against him.

He dreams of you often.

And then? A gentle peck on his cheek as a thank you for him helping you train so much. Your lips on his skin.

The heat runs through his body as the thought of your lips against his invade his mind.

But it's not just his lips he wishes you to kiss. That much is obvious during the nights his room fills with his ragged breaths as his hand pumps his hardened cock while thinking of you. 💙

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"Shh... Someone would hear us..."

You whisper as you continue to slowly stroke his pulsing cock. You never thought you would get to see the usually composed yet slightly awkward prince of the Kingdom making such lewd expressions and filthy sounds coming from his lips.

It is such a delight. You'll have to help him relieve his stress more often.

[mochaamilk]

Am I the only one that feels like Dimitri is quite vocal when it comes to sex?

Grunts and groans, filthy whispers that you never expected the sweet and innocent looking prince to say as he is pushing his pulsing cock inside your soaked pussy.

Or am I the only one? 🤭

[mochaamilk]

Ever had a character just straight up be in your mind 24/7 that you just can't help but start wandering every little thing about them?

Including the filthiest and smuttiest thoughts that don't allow you to think about anything else?

No? Just me? Ok. 🥹

I'm gonna indulge myself and maybe write some FE3H stuff. 🥰

[mochaamilk]

Hate-sex with your orc co-worker who you can’t stand. And because of you two not getting along, you end up behind on the project and have to work over-time on a Friday. Which leads to a massive fight, ending in him pinning you on his desk and stuffing your tiny hole full of his cock, filling you with his cum till you are dripping down your thighs.

Then he throws you over his shoulder and drives to his apartment, where he spends the entire weekend fucking you dumb on his cock, by the end of which you are nothing but brainless mush, your hole sore and aching and pulsing for more.

Now he takes you home everyday after work to fuck you sore after a full day of being a brat.

[mochaamilk]

Content Warnings: Age Gap, Older Man, Younger Woman, Height Difference

You loved hearing his booming voice as he stepped into the house.

You loved his laughter after your father would make some dumb joke.

You loved catching the scent of his body spray as you walked into the same room as him.

You loved that you decided to not stay in a dorm at university and chose to live with your dad instead.

You loved the charming dimples that formed when he would smile.

You loved the freckles that peppered his face and muscular torso.

You loved the way his muscles flexed.

You loved his strong grip... as his large hands would hold you in place.

You loved how he would stuff your pussy with his fat cock, the way the bed creak when he would pummeled into your pussy like an animal in heat.

You loved how his huge frame would tower over your smaller one as he would fuck your brains out.

You loved scratching his muscular back as your legs would wrap around his waist.

You loved his big cock as it pumped you with his seed until it was dripping down your inner thighs.

You loved your dad's best friend.

[mochaamilk]

Dragon boyfriend who hoards you like his most precious gem. He insists on you wearing only jewlery around him. You dance for him naked as he jerks off, sitting on a throne. He makes you crawl to him, kneeling in front of your monster king. He slowly pushes your head down and you blow him like the eager filthy woman you are. Ravishing every single one of his dick's scales. He cums all over your torso, painting your tits and all the necklaces he made you wear. He gets hard instantly, bending you down and rutting into your pussy until you are crying for mercy, just to fuck you again as he collars your throat, claws extended. His precious little human.

[mochaamilk]

Content Warnings: Cheating with Reader, Married Man

Moans filled your bedroom.

His cock pumping in and out of your soaked cunt.

Your fingernails gently scratching against his skin as your hands would wrap around him.

His lips pressed against yours in a sloppy kiss as his hips slammed against yours, the sounds of the mattress mixing with his grunts, you cries of pleasure, and the sound of flesh smacking against flesh.

"Harder... Don't stop..." You panted against his ear and he happily did as you said. "Oh fuck...!"

Your sexy neighbor that was glad to help you settle into the neighborhood these past weeks.

His wife always bragging about her "perfect" life. All while her "perfect" husband was balls-deep inside you.

As you remembered how she looked down on you, you wrapped your legs around his waist and pleaded for him to fill you.

His grunts of pleasure said it all as his thrusts became fierce, making you unable to form any sentence beside crying out his name.

You came for the second time, coating his cock with more of your fluids. He pumps faster and harder into your pussy until he can't hold it anymore and with a groan he released inside you.

Slumped on the bed, catching your breaths, you smiled as you turned your head to whisper against his ear, "We're not done are we, love?"

A chuckle escaped his lips as his muscles flexed, his hand gripping the sheets. "You're such a slut for this married cock."

"Fuck..." Your pussy squeezed his cock that was still inside you, his words had turned you on.

"Don't worry. We're not close to done, sweetheart."

He's hard again, you can feel it pulsing inside of you, the mattress once again moving, the bedframe slamming against the wall.

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Succubus gf, always nagging you to fuck her.

Succubus gf, get’s unbelievably horny, absolutely dripping wet just at the thought of getting creampied.

Succubus gf, no matter how much you fuck her it’s never enough, she always wants more, always hungry for your cock.

Succubus gf, wants to drain every drop out of your balls.

[mochaamilk]

nothing better than sucking him off and looking up to see him moan and tilt his head back in pleasure with eyes closed <3

[mochaamilk]

I'm gonna say it.

It's unhinged to assume that someone's taste in fiction equates to what they believe is moral or good, or is something they want to see or experience in real life.

That is a bonkers assumption to make.

I'm tired of humoring people with long arguments about it when the simple fact is it is a totally fucking absurd reach to accuse someone who enjoys something in fiction of being in favor of it in real life.

I'm tired of pretending like this is a legitimate position to hold-- that they should be afraid of fiction's dire influence on a reader's moral decay or that it's a sign of what the author secretly wants for realsies in real life.

[mochaamilk]

Random Solomon headcanon brainrot:

Everytime Solomon fucks you, he gives you a minimum of seven orgasms. One to override the thought of every demon brother. On the days you can handle it, he will give you three more. On the days you're too exhausted, he will make up for it the following morning in the shower or the kitchen.

He has a point to prove, of course. Whatever they can give you combined, he is prepared to give you more.

And he relishes the looks of jealousy and anger he gets from the brothers when he drops you off at HOL, knowing you reek of Solomon's scent all over you - afterall they know what he did to you. And it's not like you make any efforts to hide it whatsoever.

[mochaamilk]

once again!! men moaning !! men groaning !! men breathing heavy !! men just making noise !!

[mochaamilk]

Beelzebub so pussydrunk he just pounds non-stop until ur crying for overstimulation (goals again)

he just can't help it, to Beel's there's nothing better than being inside of you, fuck eating, that pussy is worth a thousand meals.

there's slurred out 'm sorry's' coming from his lips, yet his hips never falter, but he's comforting at least, whipping the tears from your pretty eyes as you practically scream from pleasure and overstimulation, begging for mercy. just don't ask him to stop, he won't, not when your pussy is so tight and impressively taking his whole length, successfully coating yours and his thighs with creamy slick, sign that you're enjoying this as much as him.

you've lost count of how many times you've come, of how many times Beel has stuffed your pussy with cum as his cock twitches and thighs shake, groans rumbling in his chest while panting with jaw slacked. you're just so fucking perfect for him, made just for him and that huge cock of his that don't seem to soften in the slightest.

[mochaamilk]

Nsfw! Anybody remember when I was on my sugar daddy Diavolo kick?….yea it’s back :((

Sugar daddy! Diavolo who buys you everything you want!! ‘n I mean everything~ jewelry, fancy clothes, little gifts and even things you only looked at for a moment.

Sugar daddy! Diavolo who takes you to dinner at the most expensive restaurants in the Devildom~ getting to show you off and spend time together, really what could be better? Even if he’s paying for everything-

Sugar daddy! Diavolo who treats you like royalty ♛ and fucks you like a whore ♡

As soon as you get back to the castle, all thoughts of shopping and expensive dates are whipped from your mind.

Instead, you’re focused on the task at hand. Sinking to your knees and taking his cock into your mouth, earning everything you just bought, and every penny you spent.

After that, you’ll be crying out as your daddy pounds you into his luxury king sized mattress. Your nails scratching down his back as you try to ground yourself as his thick demon cock bullies your poor little pussy.

He teases you a lot too~ calling you his, ‘Good little human.’ before making you tell him how much of a whore you really are, and you do it with a cockdrunk smile on your face~

After all you’d do anything for your daddy, he’s the only one who knows exactly how to spoil you~ with his money….and his cock ❤︎

[mochaamilk]

✦Imagine✦

beel and belphe both fucking you at the same time, beel useing your throat like his own personal flesh light and fucking it insanely hard, so much fucking cum in your mouth your choking as it drips all over the floor, meanwhile belphe is fucking you from behind going painfully slow, barely kissing your core , over stimulating just so he can mash his hips hard against you and cuming at the last second, sooo much fucking cum seeping out of you like the little cum slut you are.

[mochaamilk]

You owe me

Warnings: dubcon (kinda?), Lucifer being a perv, swearing, dirty talk, lots of sex

Summary: You want to make a pact with Lucifer but he wants something in return: your body.

He thinks you haven’t noticed his strange behaviours towards you, but you have. Staring at you when he thinks you’re not looking. His protective glare over you whenever you talk to one of his brothers. Or even when he’d put his hands on your waist to pass by you and his touch would linger a bit too long. Eventually he started holding your waist every time he’d pass by you even when it wasn’t necessary, and you swear you feel his cock rub against your ass every time.

He’s been wanting to feel you up for the longest time. Spending so many nights with his cock in his fist, moaning your name in ecstasy. Though imagining you under him screaming his name satisfied him enough to reach his climax, it just wasn’t enough. He needed you. The real you. And he wanted to make his fantasies of you a reality.

Lucifer was the last demon brother you needed to make a pact with but he’s been so hard to convince. One day you decide you’re done waiting for the right moment. You barge into his room to just come out and say it. “I want you to make a pact with me”, you say determinedly. Lucifer gets up from his chair and struts towards you with curiosity. “Why are you so adamant on making pacts with my brothers and I?” Of course you can’t tell him the real reason you want to make the pact, he’d be livid if he found out you’re trying to help Belphie escape the attic. “I’m in an entirely new world, I want to be as strong as possible.” You aren’t entirely lying, but you’re not telling the full truth either. Lucifer eyes you suspiciously as he walks closer.

“What’s in it for me?” The smirk on his face grows as a devious plan develops in his head. “What do you mean?” “Well if I’m gonna give you something without knowing your full intentions I might as well get something out of it.” He takes another step closer, making the small gap between you two even smaller.

“Fine, what do you want?” you say anxiously. “…I want to taste you”, he said with nothing but lust in his voice as he pinned you against the wall behind you. You’re now stuck between the wall and a very horny Lucifer towering over you. “I’ll make a pact with you if… I get to fuck you whenever I want for a month.” Your eyes widen in shock. Being a sex slave to a demon for a month?! You’re not sure you could even handle whatever sadistic, sexual tasks Lucifer had in store for you. As you eye him up you look a bit further down his body, noticing his already hard cock making a tent in his pants. Lucifer notices your staring and decides to rub his cock against your pussy. You let out a loud whine. “So what do you say? Wanna be my little play thing for a month?” What other choice do you have? You need to make this pact otherwise the work you put into making the other pacts would’ve all been for nothing. If this is the only way he’ll agree to a pact then so be it. You look up at him nervously and say “deal.” Lucifer has the most devilish grin on his face as he looks at his watch. “Well would you look at that. It’s midnight”, he says closing the gap between you two by kissing you roughly. He shoves his tongue passed your lips, dominating your mouth as he gropes your breast with one hand and your ass with the other.

“Our one month starts now.”

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Lucifer takes full advantage of this opportunity by bending you over every chance he gets. You just woke up? Early morning, sloppy sex. You’re at school? He’s pulling you into the nearest storage closet. You’re chilling in your room? He’s pulling you into his room where you spend the night being his personal cum dump.

He puts you in every position he can think of. Missionary, downward dog, in front of a mirror, against the wall, and even in his office a couple times. In his right mind he’d be terrified if someone, especially Diavolo, walked in on you two in such an inappropriate position in his office, but he’s so pussy drunk he can’t think straight. All he wants is to feel you around his cock.

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“L-Lucifer.” That’s the only coherent word you’re able to utter as Lucifer bullies your sensitive cunt. Besides your tired moans, the lewd sound of flesh smacking against flesh is all that can be heard within Lucifer’s bedroom. Earlier, he called your phone, all he said was “My room. Now” and hung up. And because of the deal you made, you couldn’t say no. Not like you’d want to anyway. You love the feeling of the hunky demon assorting his dominance over you and fucking your brains out every night. And now here you are, Lucifer slamming his hips into yours like his life depends on it. Hitting your sweet spot with every thrust as your eyes roll back in pleasure.

If only you could focus your eyes enough to see Lucifer right now, he’s a mess. Face sweaty, hair disheveled, and a string of drool rolling down his chin. “Fuck. You feel so damn good.” He grunts, leaning down to lay a rough kiss on your lips. His thrusts become sloppier as he gets closer to his climax. “Oh Lucifer- p-please make me cum.” Your desperate cries was all it took to push him off the edge, shooting hot streaks of cum straight into your womb. You follow suit as you come around his still hardened cock for what you think is the fifth time tonight.

“Oh baby, we’re only halfway done, remember? You’re still mine for the next 2 weeks. Actually I’m not sure I’ll be willing to let go by then. How about another few weeks? ’Nother few months? I just need to feel your sweet pussy for a bit longer. Damn, your fucked out face is getting me riled up again. You’re tired? Nah, you can handle one more round. Remember, you owe me”, he affirms as his thrusts start to speed up again.

This is gonna be a long night.

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