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under the sheets

warning this is an nsfw fic! identity of the reader is amab and gender neutral. genre is smut. kinks are overstimulation, sadomasochism, sm, cock rings, dick slapping, petnames, cum eating. Pairing is lucifer x gn amab reader

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Lucifer loved to boast about how powerful he was, how we was the strongest of his brothers and was in control. One of his favourites things to boast of is how he caught you in his spell, making you fall for him when others were pining after you. But he’ll never admit how you were the one who caught him, how you made him fall for you. How you, a meer human could control him with one sentence. With or without the pact. And he’d especially never admit how he’s slowly bouncing on your wet cock, pink lips agape and moaning curses of your name quietly. The sound of squelching and slapping filled Lucifer’s darkly decorated bedroom.

“A- ah mc, please! let me c- cum!” He slurred out, drool dripping down his chin. A cheeky smirk made its way onto your lips and you gripped his hips, shallowly thrusting into him.

“Hm? I’m sorry I didn’t hear that, speaking up luci.” You said, moving your hand up to his tip and slapping it, “or do you not wanna cum on my dick like a good little bunny?” You said and harshly thrusted your hips up once, pressing roughly again the spongy sweet spot inside of him.

“N- no! Please I wanna cum- s- so bad please let me cum mc!” Lucifer sobbed, grinding his hips down lazily. His face contorting from need to pure pleasure as you moved your hand down and slowly moved the silver cock ring up and down, biting your lip when you saw how his sensitive tip twitched from your actions. “N- no please! Mc please let me cum!” Lucifer whined out.

You slowly took off the cock ring and slapped his tip, , “come on little bunny, cum for me. You deserve to cum on this dick baby.” You said, moving to hold him in your hand and circle around his tip with your thumb. Lucifer’s thighs tensed and a strangled moan left his lips, ribbons of white hot semen shot from his cock. Excitedly seeping out of his red slit. “A- ah… fuck, feels so good…” Lucifer rasped out as his hole contracted around your cock, squeezing you in its warm gasp.

You held Lucifer’s limp body in your arms and moved from sitting up with him on your lap to laying him carefullyon his back, a black pillow under his head. “You did so good little bunny.” You said and cupped his cheek, pressing a kiss onto his lips. Your fingers dipped down and smeared his thick cum above his bellybutton, pulling away from the kiss you licked your fingers and pulled him into another kiss. Lucifer kissed you back, panting into your mouth as he recovered from the overstimulating orgasm that rocked through his tired body.

.You pulled your hips back and slammed into him again, causing his pale back to arch into your hold. “M- mc-” be gasped out, “I haven’t came yet, you can take it for me like a good bunny, right darling?” You said, a sadistic smirk making its way onto your lips when you saw how he squirmed under you. Lucifer melted at the pet-name, smiling up at you and nodding. Lucifer gently wrapper his legs around your waist and pulling you into another kiss, his voice to weak to speak anymore. You pulled away and began to press soft kisses into his neck as you whispered words of love to the man. If only Lucifer knew what you had planned. ”

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chubby, large breasted mc! Clothed threesome w Mammon and Leviathan, no incest, piss play/drinking, mc in suit, female gender neutral mc, size kink, semi public, dubcon elements coming soon!

Fic uses the headcannon that demons are way taller than humans.

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reaching out | creepasta

warning murder, torture, forced conditioning, mentioned drug use and kidnapping. identity of the reader is gender neutral. genre is horror and slow-burn romance. pairing is multiple creepypastas x gn mc!

The crisp crumble of fallen fall leaves sounded as a child walked to a tall tree in the cold winter woods. The child carefully stood on their tip-toes to grab a poorly sketched page of a tall man that’d been taped to the bark of an oak tree. They examined it curiously, eyes full of wonder of who left their drawing taped on the chipping bark of the tree.

Crunch

The child’s tiny hands tightly gripped each side of the page when they heard the leaves crunch. They weren’t alone. Cautiously, the child turned their head around;big doe eyes staring up in fear when they saw him. The child let out a sharp gasp of air when black tendrils spread out from behind his back like leafless branches, snapping to their neck quickly. The tendrils began to squeeze around the child’s windpipe harshly, gargled screams and pleads escaping to no one but the quiet forest. But they soon died down as their vision clouded into cold darkness.

That was your earliest memory as a child. You were once curious of what it was like before. But ‘The Operator’ had made it painfully (literally), clear that your past before him was worthless. For now your only purpose was to carry out all his dirty work for him. Your birth name was worthless too, for he’s given you the name ‘y/n’. You know nothing of your past. But, You are sure about one thing, your past self would become sick if they knew of the things ‘The Slenderman’ made you do to other human beings. You yourself know you should be sick to the stomach at his requests. But after several years of cruel, cruel conditioning and torture from him. What others who were sane that take part in society would find immoral you’d become desensitized to and would even act out from a young age.

So, there you were. A rusted and bloodied maul in your dominant hand as you and Brian stood in a dark alley way, waiting for Tim to finish his part of the job. Truthfully you should have been back at the manor w while ago. But someone had gotten in the way. Hopefully you three wouldn’t have to face consequences for it. A group of teens from the town of the forest you and the others had inhabited had been too curious for their own good. But you know what they say, curiously killed the cat. At first, no one was concerned. Kids, even adults sometimes would come to the woods. Hoping to be the one to discover if the legend of ‘The Slenderman’ was true. But this time these kids had evidence, recorded evidence. Of course no one would believe a bunch of 15-year-olds, they were kids after all. But none of you could take any chances, no matter how small.

The smell of cigarettes filled the alley way, causing you to let in a satisfied inhale at the smell. Tim. You looked to the end of the alley-way, the soft yellow street lights flickering against his white mask, highlighting the way the blood splashed on the black, feminine features. “Let’s go.” He said in a hurried voice as he wiped blood off of his hand with a handkerchief he’d kept in his jean pocket.

after a few minutes

The creaky door of the abandoned manor swung open. Tim walked in, Brian and you following after. When you walked in your nose scrunched in disgusting at the pungently smell of weed, ‘Ben.’ You thought immediately. You didn’t mind the drug, sometimes you’d join him in smoking. But the smell was the absolute worst to you. You absolutely couldn’t stand it. You walked mindlessly, thinking about the drugs smell and how you despised it but then stopped when an abrupt knocking interrupted your thoughts causing your walking to come to a stop.

‘Come in.’ Shit. No matter how long you’d been here. You’d never get used to the telepathy aspect of ‘The Slenderman’. Tim opened the large door that was made to fit ‘The Operators’ intimidating height with an annoyed huff at the weight of the door. Brian and you trailed after Tim, now standing in front of the faceless man. His office was dark and candle lit, due to the lack of electricity the manor would sometimes get. Your eyes snapped to Tim when he cleared his throat, standing tall when he spoke to ‘The Operator’, “The mission was successful, sir. There was one witness, an elderly woman. But I quickly eradicated her.” Tim finished then turned his head to you and Brian, signalling for you two to continue with the synopsis of the mission. “After that Brian and I searched for the evidence while Tim took care of the woman.” You said and turned to Brian, watching as he fumbled with his hoodies mustard yellows pocket and took out the cheap handheld camcorder the teens had taken the film on. You took it from carefully when he pulled it out and moved your arm to reach out to ‘The Operator’, “Everything is on here, sir.” You said, letting go when an inky black tendril took it from your grasp, effortlessly crushing the silver device.

‘You may go.’ The three of you nodded and silently retreated from the office and went your separate ways. Internally you were all thanking whatever was out there that it went well. You didn’t know if you could handle another punishment from him.

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note this is just an idea for a fanfic series. I’m still unsure if I want to do it. I have no idea who the mc will end up with, I kinda want it to be a thing where the readers slowly choose who they want as the story goes on! So like something with a multiple ending thing. So everyone can be happy and we won’t have to only have the fanfic end with someone they didn’t want y’know. Should I continue with this or no??? I’m still very unsure.

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till death do us part

warning there is blood, murder of a child, violence. identity of the reader is neutral. genre is horror, murder, romance. summary you finally take the final step of being one with william.

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Thick dark red merged with clear liquid, the two embracing each other in a gentle hug and swirling into spirals as if they were dancing together. The soft yellow glow of the some hum of the old ceiling light casted a harsh glare, reflecting in the puddle and creating a glow in the pair of dead eyes next to it. A young girl. No younger than nine years old. Her once warm and skin was cold to the touch. Blood poured out of her thick lips and mixed with her carefully braided locks in the puddle of blood and water. The white beads that were in her hair were now stained red. The little girl that was once alive and running with pure glee around ‘Fredbears Pizzaria’, was now dead from a knife held by your hand. As you watched the final tear drop fall from her dead eyes and fall over her dark and bloody skin, a wave of emotions flooded your brain. You should feel ashamed. You should feel disgusted by your cruel actions. But no, once you were done plunging the knife through her yellow sundress and into her stomach, blood colouring the white flower designs crimson. Once the emotions were done washing over you; you felt euphoric. You felt pure ecstasy. You felt warmth. You felt closer to him than you ever thought you’d be able to feel.

Cold hands embraced your body, a firm chest pressed against your back and his head pressed into your neck. He breathed your sent in, smiling into the crook of your neck.

“I’m so proud of you, now you and I can truly be one, darling.”

Yes… William and you. Truly one now. Till death do you part. ”

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MASTERLIST ,

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till death do us part

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under the sheets

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reaching out

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Natural scent>>> I just know Michaels armpits smell so good. I wanna sniff them while I ride him .

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