#kalego x reader

[yayakoishii]

Childish Mistake | Kalego x Reader

Fandom: Mairimashita! Iruma-kun

Pairing: Naberius Kalego x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 2.3k

Genre/Tags: Fluff, Married Relationship, Memory Loss + Deaging Potion Accident

Summary: You have an accident and end up losing your memory and reverting into your teenage self.

A/n: I'm starting to think that all my fics for this fandom will be spur of the moment, I-got-possessed type of fics lol. I read the Kalego Gaiden and caught up to the manga so, I obviously had to write for him~ I really want to write a teenage Kalego or Balam fic tho! so much fun to write about their Babyls days...

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"Sensei!!" A shout had you pausing in your steps. You turned around to find a student running to you with a desperate expression and your admonition about running in the hallways died on your lips.

"Is everything okay?" You asked in concern. He stopped just short of bumping into you and panted.

"There's been some disturbance at the Magic Development battler!" He said immediately. "I think one of the potions leaked and students have become all aggressive. Fights are breaking out!"

"Oh no," you muttered under your breath and immediately dashed to the battler's room. You could make out some of the abnormal class students trying to subdue the aggressive ones; Jazz must have called for help. "Alright, break it off!"

You immediately cast spells to get everyone distanced as you joined the fray. With a snap of your finger, you bound up the students who were trying to lunge at the others again. There was still chaos and shouting and you turned to see the Magic Development battler wailing and getting angry– a lot of the potions and gadgets were now broken and spilled over the floor. You carefully tried to walk around them to where the battler head was but accidentally bumped into a shelf where only one bottle was remaining.

Your eyes widened as you watched the contents spill on top of you in slow motion, your reflexes only fast enough to close your eyes in time so that it wouldn't blind you.

Excruciating pain ripped through your body and you couldn't help but let out a bloodcurdling scream. It felt like your blood was on fire and like your skin was being stretched taut. You crumpled into yourself, balling up on the floor, too overwhelmed by the pain to heed the concerned shouts of your students as you passed out.

•

Kalego was walking down the hallways to the staff room when he heard the commotion coming from the Magic Development battler. A scream he had never heard before pierced the corridors and he immediately rushed over; he had never heard it before but it still sounded familiar. There were students shouting and he parted them with a wave of his hand, trying to get to the centre of the commotion.

The purple haired teacher was shocked to find you lying on the floor. Well… ‘you’ was a bit of a stretch. Because the one lying unconscious on the floor was not the you he talked to, but the you from your teenage, when you both attended Babyls as students. You had somehow reverted to that age and Kalego was glaring at the students in a silent question.

Everyone seemed relieved that he was here (a first, he mused) but it took a few minutes for them to properly tell him what the hell had happened. Kalego sighed and immediately called for more teachers to take care of the affected and bound students. He himself made his way over to your unconscious body and started to pick you up so he could take you to the infirmary but the moment he touched you, you woke up with a loud gasp.

Kalego froze and looked at you, finding it strange to look at your younger self. Your wide eyes were still the same and yet, teenage you somehow seemed more brighter and innocent. Like you had yet to see the horrors of the world.

"What's your name?" Kalego asked immediately in lieu of checking your memory after he had helped you sit up. You cocked your head at him, staring unblinkingly. He waited for a few seconds but you didn't respond. "Can you hear me? Can you talk?"

"Uh, yeah," you nodded and blinked, cheeks flushing. It did not go amiss by Kalego, who only now remembered something you had told him a long, long time ago. "I'm (y/n). What's, what's your name, mister?"

Kalego could feel the silent stares from the students all around him and decided that he needed them gone.

"Alright, get out of here," he shot everyone a glare and most of them scampered off, not wanting to bring on the wrath of the guard dog of Babyls. The Abnormal class stayed behind but Kalego glared at them too. "You won't get a special warning. Leave."

They were hesitant but agreed to leave only after Iruma asked, "Will she be fine? Can you fix this?" and Kalego had answered an unwilling "Yes." It appeased them for now and they left him alone with you, who were looking at everything in curiosity.

"List everything you can remember and are aware of," Kalego said immediately, not bothering to get up from where he was crouched next to you. You immediately straightened up at his commanding tone.

"My name is (l/n) (y/n), 16 years old, student at Babyls," you said quickly, eyes flashing over your surroundings. "You are… Naberius Kalego. Last thing I remember is watching my juniors' Harvest Festival before going to sleep. Judging by my surroundings, I'm guessing I am currently at Babyls but… this is an unfamiliar Babyls. I have probably lost a lot of my memory if I'm correct in my assumption."

"Yeah, it's a lot," Kalego sighed and stood up, offering his hand to you. Your eyes flicked to the hand and you blushed even more furiously. Now was not the time but Kalego couldn't help but be pleased at how flustered you were getting around him. You had told him long back when you got together that you had had a crush on him since your school days. He had only nodded and moved on but now. Now he could see its effect in action.

"Thank you," you took the hand and stood up. You followed him and Kalego could see you glancing at him with awestruck eyes as you walked.

"Is there something on my face, (l/n)?" He asked calmly, enjoying this. It had been years since he had called you by that name. It wasn't even your name anymore.

Your excited smile dropped immediately at his question and you looked heartbroken. It made him pause. Kalego hadn't noticed you in school days much. In fact, when you joined as a teacher, he just remembered you by virtue of you being one of the top scorers during your years. He hadn't got to see your younger face much and unexpectedly, he had the chance now– yet he had somehow made you sad.

"What's wrong?" He asked, failing to hide his concern. He wouldn't let it slip to anyone but you… you were different. He could let it slip because you would never tease him. You huffed and looked away, pouting.

"I don't know, Naberius," you bit back. Kalego had to bite down a smile threatening to pop up on his face. If only you knew that you were Naberius too. "I'm not stupid. I can tell that you're all grown up. You look pretty much the same. I can hazard a guess that I probably fulfilled my dream of becoming a teacher at Babyls too."

"What's the problem then?" He asked as the two of you started walking again. The infirmary was close now.

"I don't know," you said quietly, looking sad. "I thought… I thought we'd be closer now, I guess. I want to befriend you, you know? Ah, I mean, for you, it's probably in the past. I guess I'm just sad that I failed to do it."

"Who says we're not closer?" Kalego asked as he opened the door for you and gestured for you to go in. You went in and shot him another tiny glare. It really was cute.

"You're calling me by my surname," you pointed out. "Not even a bit different from my memories."

"I did that to suit your memories," Kalego answered, moving to the shelf to bring out certain ingredients. A quick and easy recipe to fix the problem at hand. "If you wanted me to call you by your new surname, you could have said that outright."

There was silence in the room as Kalego quietly worked on mixing the antidote. He waited a few minutes but with no response from you, he had to look up. You were staring at the ground in horror, looking absolutely terrified with tears in your eyes. Internally, he wondered how much he had fucked up to see you cry.

You never cried because of him. The only times he saw you crying was during the days leading up to your rare evil cycle. Even when he was mean to you, glared at you, or accidentally said anything hurtful, you had never cried because of him. You had looked sad and always talked it out like a mature adult but, he had forgotten that right now, you were just a teenager.

He was your husband but… he actually had no idea how to comfort you when you were crying. Kalego ditched the antidote to make his way to where you were sitting. He kneeled in front of you and took your hands in his own.

The action startled you and you stared at his hands in amazement.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly. A genuine apology was always a good start whenever he upset you. "I didn't mean to freak you out. I just wanted to tease you a little."

"Telling a 16 year old they're married to someone is cruel, Kalego," you huffed. He raised an eyebrow at the usage of his first name. You looked away, face flushed again. "What? Do I not call you that? What do I call you then? Darling? Love? Here, doggy doggy?"

Kalego's face scrunched up at that last remark and you burst out laughing. He let your hands go but you grabbed his, looking pleased.

"So I was right," you breathed out, looking a little amazed. You could tell from the way he was acting around you, concerned and teasing like he was very familiar with you. "You really… married me?"

"Yes, I had a lapse of judgement five years ago," Kalego stood up but didn't try to get his hands back from you. You tugged him to sit next to you on the bed, eyes still glimmering with excitement. You clearly didn't read into his attempt at seeming nonchalant.

"Shut up!" You beamed, eyes raking over his entire body. "I can't believe I convinced you to marry me. Good job, future me!"

Kalego didn't tell you that you had hardly needed to do any convincing. He was unfortunately quite in love with you. He was the one who had to do the convincing, actually. You had insisted on a romantic proposal and refused him three times before you finally deemed his proposal worthy.

"I can't believe I'm really living my dream life," you couldn't stop smiling, looking absolutely giddy. You had dropped his hands to cup your own face. "I'm sure I tell you this all the time but, you look very hot in your teacher uniform, Kalego."

"You sure got used to saying my first name quickly," he said dryly, trying to switch the topic. It was one thing when you said it to him before dragging him to bed. It was another if you said it in your teenage body with none of your memories. You grinned at his remark.

"I've been preparing for this ever since I met you," you said, a little shy at the sudden confession. Kalego felt like his heart was going to burst if you kept making new admissions to his face. He would never show it to anyone because showing he cared was showing weakness, but damn if he did not love you with every inch of his body. "I… I'm sure the me of your present is living a very happy and satisfied life."

"You are," Kalego smiled softly. You froze at the sight, body shaking in shock at the fact that this older Kalego had just smiled at you. Right. 16 year old you had never been on the receiving end of one of his smiles, right? "I try my best to ensure that."

"I- I see!" You squeaked, face fully red as you tried to hide it. Kalego got up and went back to finish making the antidote. There was silence again for a while before you spoke up. "Are… Are you happy too, Naberius?"

You had switched back to his surname in your nervousness but hearing you say it made him smile. It really had been so long since you had called him by his surname.

"The happiest," he confirmed as he finished making the potion to fix you. He non-verbally cast the spell on it and walked over to you. "I… don't know if I'm doing a good job but, I really try my best to keep you happy."

"You're silly," you smiled at him as you took the potion from him. You smiled down at it, more to yourself than him. "I may not have my memories, but I know I am the happiest too."

With that, you downed the potion in one go. Kalego immediately caught you in his arms as you dropped unconscious and started morphing back to your actual age. In a strange way, today's events had let him meet the you of so many years ago– a side of you he never had the chance to meet.

Even back then, when he hadn't noticed you, you were brilliant, smart and quick to understand your surroundings and yourself. Kalego smiled at the top of your head as he gently picked you up and placed you flat on the infirmary bed.

Today's mistake was unlike you but… that was okay. You weren't perfect and that was fine. As your husband, it was Kalego's job to ensure that you were okay even when you end up accidentally dousing yourself in age-reverting memory potions. Seeing you knocked out like this, trusting him fully, Kalego couldn't help but think. He was the guard dog of Babyls; that was his destined duty from the moment he was born.

But being your protector, your lover, the one who stood by your side– that was his choice.

A duty he was just as happy to fulfil.

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[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#59 Puppers

Y/n*Sitting in the Principal chair*LISTEN WELL!

Kalego & Opera*On their knees with backs straight and hands on their knees*...

Y/n: The only one!...THE ONLY ONE!-WHO I WILL BEG IN THIS LIFE! TO FOREVER STAY WITH ME! WILL BE MY PUPPERS!...And Balam*Points at Cerberus*

Cerb*Wags tail faster as he lifts their heads high proudly*!!!

Y/n*Hugging Hellhound while glaring at the demons*NO ONE ELSE!

Kalego"...YOU TRAITOR-I DIDNT TRAIN YOU TO BETRAY ME LIKE THIS-"

[sixknight]

Naberius Kalego Fluff Alphabet

A = Activities (What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?)

Kalego is fine just hanging out quietly in the same room with his S/O. His perfect idea of a date is just reading together on the couch and drinking tea. He also likes it if they take an interest in helping him take care of his plants.

B = Beauty (What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?)

He likes their eyes. Eyes are expressive and help him read people better. He also admires their wit. He likes a partner with a sharp mind that can keep up with him.

C = Comfort (How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?)

It's subtle. He's not really known as the comforting sort but he will talk calmly to them about how it will come to pass. If it's a bad panic attack he makes them some calming tea and gives them something soft like a pillow to squeeze while he sits with them. He may also bring up stuff about his students and work, trying to take their mind away from what's bothering them.

D = Dreams (How do they picture their future with their s/o?)

He's not a big dreamer, having them with him is more than enough, but he does like the idea of retiring from his teaching job and running a plant nursery with them.

E = Equal (Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?)

Dominant. He will hear out what his s/o wants to do of course, and he'll compromise for them and only them, but he's usually the one taking the lead in the activities and plans.

F = Fight (Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?)

He's very passive aggressive after a fight and it will take him a while to cool down. He will recognize if a fight was his fault and try to make it up to his S/O with a gift (usually their favorite drink/food). If the fight was S/O's fault however he practically makes them beg him for forgiveness. He's a petty bitch <3

G = Gratitude (How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?)

He's very aware of the things his S/O does for him and he's grateful for their help and mindfulness. He doesn't say it, of course, but he tries to show it through gestures.

H = Honesty (Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?)

He has secrets of course, some big some small. Also he absolutely never wants them to see him in his familiar form.

I = Inspiration (Did their s/o change them or the other way around?)

He's probably more likely to change his S/O if only a bit. Although Balam would argue that point, saying he's gotten a bit softer (no one but Balam notices this).

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?)

He doesn't get jealous often but when he does he doesn't admit it and he hides it very well. Once alone with the person trying to chat his S/O up however... well, they usually just try to avoid even making eye contact with S/O afterwards. He'll also get a little more touchy with his S/O when they're alone.

K = Kiss (Are they a good kisser?)

He's... average. He's not a big kisser to be honest. He's fine with receiving them (in private only, do NOT try to kiss him in front of school staff or his students) but he rarely initiates them. His lips are usually pretty dry (please gift him chapstick) and his own kisses are usually very short pecks on the forehead, top of the head, back of the hand, or lips.

L = Love Confession (How would they confess to their s/o?)

IT TAKES THIS BITCH FOREVER!!!!!! Literally has to have Balam push him into confessing. It's... awkward... but rather casual. He simply asks if they wanna join him for tea or coffee... together... as a date perhaps... because he likes them. Balam is giving him two thumbs up from the bushes.

M = Marriage (Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?)

He's thought about it. It would be nice to settle down with his S/O. He wouldn't do anything elaborate or flashy, he'd probably propose in the middle of some mundane task. Just a simple, "Do you want get to married?" while grading papers or something. Marriage to Kalego wouldn't be that different from dating him. He's a "sticks to a routine" kind of guy so not much would change.

N = Nicknames (What do they call their s/o?)

He's not big on nicknames but when alone he may call them darling or dear.

O = On Cloud Nine (What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?)

Literally no one but Balam (and maybe Opera) knows he has a crush. He looks their way a lot but with his glare everyone assumes S/O is in danger cause they think he wants to kill them. He's not great at expressing positive feelings most of the time but he does try to keep his tone a little more neutral so he doesn't scare them off. But when he interacts with them he's noticably a little calmer and patient.

P = PDA (Are they upfront about their relationship? Are they rather shy when others are watching?)

He will admit to being in a relationship with his S/O but he prohibits them from PDA at the school. If they decide to mess with him and kiss him in front of his coworkers or students he will give them the cold shoulder for the rest of the day.

Q = Quirk (Some random ability they have that’s beneficial in a relationship.)

His ability to focus no matter what comes in handy around the house. Chores get done pretty quickly.

R = Romance (How romantic are they? Cliché or rather creative?)

His idea of romance is rather unique. He's not going to show off or smother them with attention and affection. He'll be more open with them than other people and he'll tend to do more for them than others. He's not one to expect flowers from at random but he will set up surprise dates at their favorite places every now and then.

S = Support (Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?)

He believes they can do anything they put their mind to and he's more than willing to help (so long as it's something that wouldn't jeopardize his reputation or position) if they need it.

T = Thrill (Do they need to try out new things to spice up your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?)

He prefers routine. As stated before he will make a surprise date every now and then but it's usually more for his S/O than him. He's more content to just curl up on the couch and read or watch a movie with them.

U = Understanding (How good do they know their partner?)

He can usually read them rather well. He notices all their small quirks and habits. Yes he has a little book dedicated to notes about them.

V = Value (How important is the relationship to them? What is it worth in comparison to other things in their life?)

He values the relationship as much as he values his reputation amongst his colleagues, so it's quite important to him!

W = Wild Card (A random Fluff Headcanon.)

He's both touch starved and touch adverse so when he decides to let someone close enough to touch him it's a very vulnerable moment. He likes to lay on his S/O's chest or lap and have his head stroked until he falls asleep.

X = XOXO (Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?)

With someone special to him he can be a cuddler. He dislikes being touched by most but with someone he loves he'll want to lay on and against them every chance he gets in private.

Y = Youth (The morning is the youth of the day, so what’s it like waking up by their side? how do they feel waking up with their s.o?)

He wakes up early. Very early. He will wake his S/O before going to work because he doesn't want them wasting all day sleeping but he usually waits until an hour or so before he has to leave for work. Although... since S/O is around now he secretly stays in bed a tiny bit longer to hold them before he gets up to make breakfast and arrange paperwork for the day.

Z = Zeal (Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?)

He will literally kill to protect them. Like straight up slay a beast into oblivion if it's threatening them. When it comes to other sapient demons he'll threaten them and try to get some other higher ups involved, but if it doesn't work then he has no problem raising a magical hand towards the demon. He is even willing to spare a demon if his S/O pleads for him to stop.

[lav-bee]

Welcome to Demon School x Reader

How they protect your drink in a bar

Characters: Balam, Kalego, Opera, Iruma, Clara, Asmodeus

💛- read as platonic

Warnings?: Drinking... obvi, kinda mentions it in the title XD

Balam

- Holds the cup with two hands and has it close to his chest

- Glances down to the drink every now and then while making sure no one's hands come close to your cup

- Very unlikely anyone would try something, Balam would scare them off pretty easily by just standing there

- Your drink is safe with him :)

Kalego

- Is a little stiff at first when you leave him with your drink

- He didn't know you trusted him like that, but once you make that clear he won't betray that trust, keeps the drink close

- Anyone that comes near will be scared away with a glare of his

- Your drink will be protected

Opera

- They're a great pick, top 3 to look after your drink

- Will keep your drink on the table their sitting in front of but will move your drink closer to themself

- Anyone that gets close will get wacked by thair tail and if worse comes to worse they’ll beat them up

- 100/100 will keep your drink protected

Iruma

- Never lets the drink out of his sight and for extra protection he places a hand over top of it

- Continues to converse with his friends and if some stranger happens to come over, there is 0 chance Iruma will let them touch the cup

- Drink is safe and sound

Clara

- Drinks it

- Nah, but in all seriousness if you give her an important task such as look after your drink she will protect it

- Holds it close to her will two hands and glares at everyone that passes by

- Drink is 100% safe with her

Azz

- Will leave your drink on the table counter but will pull it closer to him

- Glares at anyone walking by while sipping on his own drink

- If anyone suspicious comes over attempting anything Azz will threaten them with fire and scare them off

- Your drink will be safe

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I Think Your Dog Loves me More • Naberius Kalego x GN!Demon Reader

This is a short drabble I thought of after reading a fanfic here on Tumblr.

You're relaxing on the couch with Kalego in your shared home with Cerberion curled up on the floor, all while the three heads are staring at you and that golden tail is soundlessly wagging on the floor. Kalego seems to be paying you no mind as he reads a book, but surely Cerberion would appreciate some attention.

-•-

It was a chilly night in the Netherworld with Deviler's Eve just a couple weeks away, but you and Kalego were enjoying the warmth of each other and the fireplace crackling softly from it's home on the other side of the table.

Cerberion was also enjoying the relaxing day, on the rare occasion where Kalego allows his large dog to relax.

The three-headed canine was comfortably wrapped around the back of the couch, with his heads on the left, farthest from you, and his tail soundlessly whacking on the floor next to Kalego, resting on the arm of the right side of the couch.

You found it both odd and adorable to see Cerberion in such a relaxed state. It reminded you of those rare moments when Kalego showed his tail to you, his tail whose fluffiness rivaled that of the shimmering golden guard dog currently laying on the floor.

You curled more into Kalego's side as the thought of the night's chill made you shiver, your tail curled up onto Kalego's lap while your head laid to rest on his shoulder. He didn't move or make any noises of acknowledgment, he simply kept reading.

A few moments passed when you noticed that Cerberion's tail was now wagging harder. You turned to see all three pairs of eyes trained on you, a shimmer in each of them. You turned back to Kalego who simply flipped to the next page of his book and continued silently on.

You silently furrowed your eyebrows. You knew he loved you, and would absolutely kill for you, if he hasn't already, but now you felt almost ignored.

You stood from your seat next to Kalego, who simply shot you a soft glare in response, a sign that you learned meant he was questioning what in the Netherworld were you up to now. You simply sent him a sweet smile as you walked only a few simple steps to where the golden dog's heads were resting on the floor, giant golden paws adorned them on either side.

As you made your way to the three heads, their eyes followed you intensely, a soft glow to them.

You crouched down first, slightly unsure of your next action, as you've never really done this before. You reached a hand out to the head in the center and let it give you a little sniff, an action that allows unknown dogs to trust your scent, and when he showed no signs of harm, you placed your hand upon his golden head and gave him a long, gentle stroke down the center of his head.

The golden fur entwined with your fingers as you moved, and the head kept it's eyes on you as you moved. You began to repeat this action, which caused the head of the left to you to raise from the floor and whine at you.

Both you and Kalego stopped what you were doing and looked in awe and shock at the golden hound. Upon meeting Kalego's gaze, the left head lowered itself back to the ground and trained it's eyes on the floor.

Kalego turned to you now, mouth slightly open in shock with furrowed eyebrows. He almost looked offended.

Maybe it was to tease him a little, or maybe you just felt bold, but you now sat on the floor on your knees and stretched your other hand to pet between the ears of the second head, who then turned to look up at you.

With the new position of the head, you could easily move your hand to pet the far side of the dogs muzzle and cheek, coated in a thick veil of silky soft fur. The dog leaned into your touch and closed its eyes.

The third head raised from the floor and watched silently for a moment as you scratched at not only the head to your left, but the one in the middle as well, stroking the center of its head and occasionally behind the ears.

The head to your right now had enough and gave off a soft bark, nothing more than a gentle "whuff" to attract your attention and draw a smile from your face.

Your hand moved from the center head who whined at the loss of contact, and drifted over to travel gently across the snout of the far head and down towards its chin.

Kalego simply watched with a wide jaw as you turned his guard dog into a giant puppy. He couldn't believe his spiteful eyes that Cerberion was turning into mush at your hands. Not that he was much different at times.

The head in the center let out another soft whine, though this time it was longer, and accompanied by him laying his head in your lap as he looked up at you with pleading eyes.

"I'm sorry Cerberion, I only have two hands." You tried to reason with the dog, only for him to whine again and turn his head so the side of his face was against your leg.

You took this chance to lean down and place a few gentle kisses to the dogs cheek, seeing as how he was being so sweet currently, which only caused the other two heads to softly bark and whine that they weren't receiving the same attention. Both of the left and right heads leaned in more towards you, wanting the same kind of affection.

Suddenly, you had three dog heads in your lap, two of which were whining at you.

"I have never, in all my years, seen Cerberion like this." Kalego remarked, his facial expression returning to a restful state, though his voice still carried hints of incredulousness.

You gave him a small smirk as your hands worked, trying to appease the three dogs upon your lap, "Have you ever tried petting him, Kalego?"

You could see a hint of something in his eyes akin to shame, or embarrassment, but only for a second as he turned to look towards the fireplace. "I haven't."

That response only earned a huff and a soft glare from the head to your left, which Kalego seemed to ignore.

The right head whined at you once again and you leaned over to give him a kiss on the nose, which caused him to quickly lift his head and pant at you.

This earned a giggle from you as the dog stood up now, the heads now seeming to argue with each other as they huffed and wuffed amongst themselves.

You stood along with them and placed a kiss to each of their noses before your hands resumed working through golden fur, all three heads now seemed to be fighting over you now.

He really is like Kalego sometimes.

"I think your dog loves me more than you, Kalego dear." You said, mostly without thinking as the head to the left gave you a gentle lick on your cheek.

Kalego whipped his head around with a glare on his features. "And what makes you think that?" His tone of voice was even as always, but his quick response and speedy reaction gave away his feelings.

"Hmm, well," you began to choose your words carefully, "He wanted my attention first," you smirked at him, deciding to be a little playful.

Kalego stayed silent for a moment. "And?" He egged you on.

"And," you continued, "He shows that he's happy when I give him attention."

Kalego paused once again, the bridge of his nose wrinkled as he furrowed his brows further. "And I don't?" He asked, seemingly offended.

"N-no, you do," you hesitated, "Just not so openly as he does." You paused your hand's movement on the dog, causing the heads to whine when you pulled away to point at the dog's tail. "Just look at his tail." You placed your hand back on the dog's head, which only caused it to wag faster.

Kalego did indeed glance at the tail, taking note that Cerberion's behavior was, in fact, odd in the manner of him receiving affection. Or maybe he's simply been neglectful. The Naberius clan is cursed by dogs after all. A curse. Why should he pay attention to his curse other than to train it? Then again, he hasn't exactly rewarded Cerberion for being so successful in training.

Kalego sighed softly through his nose to shake off those thoughts and he stood from his spot on the couch, leaving the book on the table.

He began to walk towards you, which made Cerberion look up at him and one by one, the heads began to pull away from you.

You still had your eyes trained on the giant puppy in front of you, so you jumped a little when you felt a pair of arms snake around your waist.

Kalego's head moved to lay on your shoulder and he gave you a gentle squeeze. Your hands moved to meet with his arms across your stomach as you patiently waited for Kalego to say something.

He sighed through his nose again after a moment, and Cerberion sat down in front of you two, now distracted by something else in the room.

"Cerberion loves you just as much as I do," Kalego finally spoke. "Much like Shichirou's Nigyul, he reacts to my mana and my feelings."

He paused, only long enough for him to rest his face in the crook of your neck. "Neither of us loves you, nor your attention more."

You leaned into his hold, which only invited him to hug you slightly tighter. "Cerberion loves you, and so do I."

You smiled at his words, and Cerberion looks down at the two of you, his tail wagging happily again. You leaned your head on top of Kalego's, and said, "I love both of you too."

-•-

Thank you for reading if you made it to the end! This is my first work on Tumblr, so I hope you enjoyed!

[signedamaryllis]

Naberius Kalego NSFW Headcanons

Fandom: Welcome to demon school! Iruma-kun

Pairing: Naberius Kalego x Reader

Type: Headcanons

C/TW: MDNI, 18+, NSFW, Kalego is a bottom

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ I can definitely see and understand why people see him as a dom top but honestly he’s such a bottom. And a subby one at that.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Is really stubborn and tsundere about it

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ When you’re riding his large cock on the bed though, he’s trying to be quiet to make it seem like he’s not as excited to be a bottom—but he is; he whimpers

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ He wants you to mark him up with hickeys, bites, and scratches but you must keep it below the neck—don’t want anyone at work raising a brow at what he does in his free time at home with you

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ likes marking you up, usually with hickeys and small bruises from his hands gripping your hips a little too firmly when you’re riding him

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Also will only do it in the privacy of his or your home. If you live with others or in an apartment though, his place more often than not since he lives alone in a mansion and can be loud without worry of anyone hearing

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Will probably either grip your hips while you ride or the sheets

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ If you don’t have a dick…pegging is a possibility. Which also means penetration is on the table 👀

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ I don’t see him as the type to get laid with someone as a one night stand or so early in a relationship. Honestly you’d have to wait, especially when consider how much of a subby bottom he is—he has to know he can fully 100% trust you

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ He can top but he’s more so pleasing you, doing things how you like and he probably wouldn’t be so fast or rough

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Appeal to the dog in him 👀 call him things like “good boy”, please. Praise this man. Do not degrade him, he needs the praise!

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ He has a love hate thing with getting sucked off. On one hand it feels amazing but on the other he feels it degrades you somehow and he doesn’t like that. Especially when it comes to swallowing his cum; it’s a love hate thing. You swallowing it feels degrading in some way but if you spit it out it makes him feel a little upset. It’s a lose lose situation really.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ if you got a pussy to eat out however? He loves to do it, very passionately, gets really into it. He’s not a dom but when eating pussy he will keep you there until your legs are trembling and give out.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Got a dick or strap on for him to suck? He’s really tsundere about it but would do it, sucking the life out of it, even if it’s plastic. It’s probably weirdly therapeutic for him after a long day of headaches and work. Would drool on it. 100%.

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ Aftercare is 50/50

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ either the best aftercare where you both lay cuddled up together, sweaty and maybe take a shower together and eat/drink something together. Perhaps watch some television, put on his favourite classical music composer

𓈒ㅤׂㅤ𐙚 ࣪ ⭒ or he gets really embarrassed about aftercare and would prefer to clean up and immediately go do something on his own to cool down. Don’t take it too personally though, he just feels weirdly embarrassed looking at you after you just fucked his brains out and now are wanting to be loving with him. It’s like a 180 for him lol

I’ve been wanting to make this side blog for the longest time and to express how much of a fucking bottom this man is and here we are!! Finally!!!

[niiine]

𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐔𝐌𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

Character(s). Misfit Class + Kalego Sensei, Balam Sensei, Opera, and Sullyvan

Synopsis. How I see the reader being treated in Babyls and in the netherworld in general as you’re Iruma’s younger sibling

Fluff

Younger! sister reader

-Finished s3 of Mairuma last night so I’ve reread the music festival arc. I just wish s4 will come faster becauseee I’ve been LSS-struck by Lilith’s Red Carpet and the music isn’t even out yet 🥺

Iruma is a BABY. Everyone around him wants to protect and cherish and love all of him. But you? Oh, hell you enter the room and they’re all either kneeling or cooing because how can you be such a cutie?

Sullyvan treats you and Iruma like toddlers. You want those dresses? Here buy ten each. Oh, you love that dessert? Opera, please bring more. You wanna go shopping? Take his wallet, his bank details, take his whole life if you must. Sully-sama just wants the best for you and your Nii-chan.

But unlike your brother, you’re not allowed to have a sleepover or stay outside way too late. Either Opera will come hunting you down once it’s past seven pm or your whole class will be the searching party.

Opera is much, much stricter to you than to your brother. They make sure that you are above prim and proper most of time. “You’re a lady in the household, (y/n)-sama”, or so. But they’re still as gentle as they could be and always prioritize what makes you comfortable.

No man. And I mean NO MAN, is allowed to come near you aside Asmodeous Alice (and somehow the other misfits as well). Pray that no one would dare to walk you home because,

“Apologies, (y/n)-sama. I thought you’re being kidnapped” “OPERA-SAN WE’RE LITERALLY GOING HOME” you’re freaking out at how bloody the nose of your friend is.

At class, you’re seated between Alice and Lead because Azzazz thinks that he should be in the middle of you and your brother so he can protect both of you in case somethings happens. And Lead insists that he must be beside you because you’re his “Baby sister.”

Ofc you’re part of the Iruma gang but you spend time with the other circle from time to time as well. One of your favorites is Nee-san and Krocell because you’ve never had a big sis and these two are doing good at the job. Sometimes they dress you up like a doll with Clarin just bringing out the most random (but cute) clothing from her pockets.

Jazzy and Garp spoils you rotten. You’re their princess and they call you as such. Jazzy loves to bring you shiny gems and jewelries that he bought because “You’re special” and then he’ll ruffle your hair. He will also let you play with his familiar.

Garp would cook for you. You’re tired of the foods from the cafeteria? Open up the kitchen of the royal one! You want sweets? He always keeps sweets. Garp also blows wind at you if you feel hot due to the weather.

When you’re tired, or if you just need it—like in the harvest festival, Agares is assigned to make you comfortable. Yes, the misfits have talked about it. They have no doubt about your strength and ability, you’re Iruma’s sister after all, but “What if the bugs and other insects bite her? We can’t have that!” Cue, Agares building a whole castle for you (As well as for him and Garp). When other students took shelter in the said place, he made sure you still have the Luxury of space and as comfortable as you can be. Even though you argue that no, you can fight, and a cramped space is fine for you.

Babe, you should have seen the way the other girls look at you with playful jealousy as Agares dotes on you.

Allocer and Sabnock helps with your study. It’s a great help when you feel a bit pressured at Azzazz’s teachings. Besides, you can’t add to his luggage anymore (a.k.a Iruma and Clarin). Sabnock mostly teaches you about the Demon king, but he’s also pretty good when it comes to other subjects. He’s gentle and caring, being the big brother that he is.

Aloocer, on the other hand, is a much stricter tutor. He gave you assignments and pointers. But his work certainly help you pass every exam, most of the time even sharing it to your brother when you two study at home.

Camui is also one of your favorite classmates. He’s not allowed of course to hog you, as the other twelve will go after his head, and he wouldn’t do that as well to the class’s baby! Because of him you can pet animals and beasts (With the help of Krocell) without getting hurt.

Sometimes you will hang out with Iruma and Lead and it’s so cute because it looks like two babies trying to protect a smaller baby. The two of them will spoil you as well and you’ll be the one to decide what to eat, what to play, or what to do for the day or for that specific time.

Purson Soi also gives you a special treatment. If he vanishes and the class can’t find him, one call from you and puff! He’s there. You don’t want to talk to that schoolmate who keeps asking you out? Big brother Soi will make sure your presence is gone in a moment.

It’s very subtle and he still treats just like the whole class, but Kalego-sensei just seems to “miss” if you’ve done something wrong. Or he would just let it slide “very unnoticeable” if it’s about you.

And Balam-sensei? You remembered how scared he was the first time Iruma told him that he’s a human? That’s he’s reaction to you up until now. The professor wouldn’t even touch without thinking that he’ll break your soft body. Tell him that it’s fine though because the man wouldn’t even breathe the same air as you in fear of intoxicating you.

BONUS

BigBro!Iruma in Evil Cycle is the cream of the crop. All hands off of you. All eyes off of you. “You want something now, Princess?” Say you want the whole netherworld and it’ll be at your feet. He wouldn’t barricade you or anything, but his eyes will be watching you and anyone around you. 

[fantasticlightkitten]

Shit post❤️

Kalego x reader smut headcanons!

Reminder that I'm new to making smuts so it's badly written

(contains: Sex,that's literally why it's smut and also swearing)

Will 100% degrade you,a complete sadist too and will call you names like;"whore,slut,bitch and pet"

Will definitely go rough with you,will start off gentle and slow at first if it's your first time but even so he'll really go rough and fast as soon as he heard the smallest bit of moan or whine.

Smirks when he sees you crying in pain due to how big he was inside you,will definitely pull your hair and say "what? You said you can take it"

No mercy at all,BUT he will ask for consent since ✨ consent is sexy ✨ and he's still a responsible teacher at babyls,he knows the basics of asking for consent and will have a safe word.

It's 12 inches,a little curved upwards, definitely veins and maybe a small faint shade of purple+indigo.

He won't force it down your throat,even if he's rough in your ass he'll be gentle to not make you gag but if he came home after teaching the,as usual, troublemakers aka misfit class, he'll go rough.

If you say "stop!" Or "no!" Or if you're not ready, he'll stop for awhile just don't make him mad there'll be no stopping if you did,he's a demon afterall he has a lot of stamina.

He'll use his tail as a second dick, probably a bit sharp but not so much to the point it'll hurt you,he still makes sure you're unharmed but marked by him.

You're only one of the people who knows him enough that you know how to calm him down,maybe one of them is him eating you out.

No matter, he'll go to the teachers dorm room and definitely eat you out and tease you to let his anger and hunger out.

The aftercares are nice though, he'll bring you in bath with him and wash your body for you,in the aftercares he's more gentle and stays in a comfortable silence while occasionally making small chit chats and giving you small,gentle kisses around your body.

Will give you skincares and other expensive gifts after as an apology if he went a bit too far,but still staying the old grump he is.

Will probably smirk at you if he sees you struggling to walk in the hallways,teasing you and not helping you,that is before you trip and that's when he'll actually help you out.

Will say; "you're just so weak like that,huh? Can't take me anymore?" With either a smirk or a straight face.

Might do it semi public but sometimes I don't see him doing it,he still has to keep his dignity and being iruma's familiar is already a shame.

[elixara]

taking his claim on you

summary: kalego needs to mark you to show who you belong to

content: marking, biting, possessive!kalego, straddling, hickies, fem!reader, soft kalego because he loves reader

note: this is short

you don’t know where or how it started but a few days after the gathering of the demons at a party one night, you feel like kalego is about to enter his evil cycle. you were only able to approach him after his work at your shared home.

once he arrived, you immediately pulled your lover into the sofa, straddling him.

”alright. tell me what’s wrong with you.”

kalego sighed. he knew that you’d sooner question him for his actions lately.

”i’m just mad, darling.” he began explaining. “those damn demons were eyeing you lustfully as if you’re theirs.”

your eyes softened. you knew that kalego had that possessive streak because of his nature. “what do you need?”

“you.”

you adore your lover, kalego. you truly do. however, there were times you hated him. it was one of those days wherein you were just letting your dear lover mark you up literally everywhere because he needs you and had no choice on the matter. he also had the need to do so because of his carnal desires that were impossible to ignore.

so here you are right now, straddling his waist and he is sitting comfortably on the sofa. your shirt was long discarded somewhere on the floor of the living room and your chest bare against him.

it was a good thing that your hair is tied up so it won’t get in the way. but honestly? you just don’t want kalego pulling your hair.

kalego busied himself in sucking and kissing your collarbone, your neck, and your shoulder. you were clinging to him like a koala and trying your best not to grind your hips against his.

you yelped when he suddenly sank his fangs on your shoulder, followed by a long moan of pleasure mixed with pain.

”k-kalego!” you whimpered. “i can’t cover that up!”

kalego paid you no mind and continued sucking your blood and eventually retreated his fangs, now licking the wound on your shoulder.

“don’t cover up my hard work, darling,” he replied calmly after kissing your shoulder. he looks up to you and pulled your head down, claiming your lips hungrily. after all those markings that are now proudly bruised everywhere from your neck to your collarbone, he’s now attacking your lips.

kalego shows on mercy, not letting you breathe just for a second. his one hand is on your nape and the other is on your back, his nails digging into the flesh of your skin.

you eventually broke the kiss first because you were running out of breath. you were looking at him with doe eyes as you finally caught your breath and he grinned. “you little seductress, lusting for me with such eyes,” he whispered as he caressed your cheek.

”i can’t help it,” you answer. “you’re a beautiful man, kalego. i am lucky to have you.”

kalego softened his eyes and rested his head on your chest. “as am i, my beloved.”

”but i hate you for marking me on my whole chest! how am i supposed to go to work?” you whined. “it’s too hot to wear a turtleneck!”

kalego did not answer you because he had a smug grin on his face. he just kissed your breast and held you close to him.

[mr-yuugo]

All In Your Head

-Mairimashita! Iruma-Kun! X Reader [Gender Neutral]-

Words: 1,985

Summary: The reader is hit by a hallucination spell when fighting Netherworld beasts. When the reader's eyes land on other demons they can't help but mutter out apologies. Apologies for something that never really happened.

Quick note! This takes place when Opera and the others are attending Babyls!

Posted this on my AO3 as well!

Staring at the bodies in front of you, you couldn't move. How could you? Your breathing became irregular as you began to cry. Falling to your knees you sobbed their names out, apologizing for what you had done.

Kalego, Shichiro, and Opera. Their names left your mouth as you screamed out apology after apology. How could you!?? Your eyes stayed lingering on Opera, your heart felt like it had cracked into billions of pieces.

You didn't remember what had happened, you only really remember coming into the woods for your daily beast slaying. Did they somehow fall victim to your attacks? They had to, their bodies were all cut up in various ways. Your weapon was thrown a few feet beside you.

But why couldn't you remember? It's not like you normally blacked out. Was this maybe the beast doing? Maybe you were hit with an attack that made your memory fuzzy.

You heard a quiet chirp. Staring ahead you found that Kalego was never really Kalego. It was some type of Netherland beast. Standing up you made your way to it. It has reverted back to its original form as it cried out in misery.

Your eyes were empty and cold as you stood over it. Now that you calmed down slightly you noticed how the blood around you was not red, it was a purple-ish one. Your mind raced back to something you were learning back in Babyls.

Looking over the creature carefully you determined it was a type of bird species. While this certain species, the male birds were able to shape-shift while the female birds sprayed sometype of magic.

Rage filled you, how could you be so stupid? It was never real, you never really killed them. It was just a dumb trick, the damn bird had gotten the best of you.

Even though it was all in your head, you couldn't stop yourself from mumbling out apologies. Ghosting your foot over the bird's neck, you cried harder. Stomping your foot on it repeatedly your apologies were muffled put by the bird's own cries.

After a while it stopped but you continued, trying to get your sadness out. When you finally stopped you went to pick up your weapon. Using your bloodline magic you made it disappear into thin air. It was the weekend so the only place you had to go was home.

Your legs just started to move on their own as your blood-soaked clothes just stuck to your skin. Finally, you had made it home, it was deadly silent.

"Dad must not be home yet..." You thought as you made your way to your room. You entered your own bathroom in your room soon after. Stripping off your clothes you just threw them on the floor.

Turning on the shower you didn't even give it a moment to get warm and just got in. The flakes of blood fell off of you and fell into the drain below.

You couldn't go to school tomorrow. You just couldn't, if you were to see any of them you were sure you would just break down crying.

It was all in your head, you kept telling yourself. It wasn't real it was all just some animal's magic, it was going to be alright.

The shower water only merged with your tears, hiding them as if they weren't even there.

After showering you got out, grabbing a towel that was convincingly there. Picking up your clothes you just threw them away. Quickly brushing your teeth you then made your way to your closet where you picked out your sleeping clothes like normal. Brushed your hair like normal. Laying on your bed you realized you were crying the whole time.

Was this part of that bird's spell? The thought made you angry. You had only seen those 3 male birds, if you were really put under a spell there must have been another one of those disgusting creatures. You vowed to yourself that you would kill every last one of them.

Allowing your eyes to close you fell asleep.

....

You were currently eating breakfast as you had already woken up and gotten ready. You didn't really have the energy to do anything, you didn't even want to wake up. Your father had walked in, turning into his usual egg-like form as he began to shower you in kisses. You would normally laugh or try to push him away but today you just let it happen.

Sullivan found it strange as you hadn't muttered a single word. He called out your name a few times only to have to shake you to get your attention. He noticed how you kept your head low, staring down. Pushing back your chair to get up caused him to back up slightly.

"Y/N sweetheart? Is something the matter? why won't you talk to me!" He cried

You didn't even look at him as you grabbed your school bag and began to make your way to the door. Just about when you reached the front door he put a hand on your shoulder stopping you from moving any forward.

"Ignoring your father is no way to treat me, unacceptable!"

This whole time you had kept your head down not daring to look up at him, well that's what he was thinking. The whole incident with the stupid birds triggered something in your head. For some reason you saw your own father laying down on the floor, his eyes cold and empty as blood surrounded him. You thought you were looking at him the entire time, it was all in your head.

You shoved his hand away and made your way out of the mansion. Leaving Sullivan in shock. He knew something was wrong, were you on your evil cycle? No, you didn't normally act this way when you were. His eyes stayed on you until your figure was nowhere to be seen.

When you finally arrived at school eyes were all on you. By being the honor student it was normal to get this type of attention. Your father had practically made you into a celebrity. The girls and the boys would always whisper about how good-looking you were as you walked passed them.

Making your way to homeroom your hands began to shake slightly as you swallowed a lump in your throat. You shared homeroom with Opera. Currently, as you were walking to your class, your eyes were still glued to the ground and you wanted to cry.

Seeing all these "dead" people was unbearable. In truth, if you got close enough you heard them talking as if they were still alive. That was the only thing keeping your sanity together. You knew it was all in your head, a trick, but for some reason, you thought it was your fault.

As you opened the door to your homeroom class you quickly made your way to your seat. After a few minutes, homeroom had begun. Your teacher began to call names for attendance. Your name was called out once, then twice.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, turning your head slightly you heard the body of the girl next to you speak.

"Say...yo...her..." (Say you're here)

Your name was called out again, opening your mouth it was quickly closed as you felt a presence next to you.

"They're here."

This voice was much more recognizable than the last. Much clearer and easy to hear. You felt a finger poke your cheek. Flinching at the feeling you heard a quiet laugh. You knew it was Opera, your eyes threatened to release the tears you were holding in.

"What's up with you?" The poking action was repeated. The voice you heard was becoming less recognizable as you heard a ringing sound in your ear. "Did I do something to upse.." The voice drowned out in your ear. At some point, the poking stopped.

After a while, you saw how the bodies began to crawl towards the classroom door. Getting up you began to leave. Only for you to be slightly held down. Meeting eyes with Opera you were still looking down. Finally looking at their dead eyes you began to cry again, apology after apology you sobbed.

"Why are you crying?" They spoke in disbelief. You were always a happy person, nothing really ever got the best of you. "Why won't you talk to me? Did I say something you didn't like? I'm sorry if I did."

Hearing Opera apologize to you made you ball your fists. "No, it's my fault you shouldn't apologise." You sobbed. "Please stop looking at me like that! I already said I'm sorry!" You screamed. Your voice echoes in the empty classroom.

Opera furrowed their brows. Was their concerned gaze upsetting you? But they did notice how not once you had looked at them dead in the eyes. They were confused.

Saying one last sorry you shoved past them and made your way to the door leaving Opera speechless. As you closed the door you began to head to your first class of the day. Luckily it was not far so you would still be able to make it in time.

"Y/N!"

You recognized that voice, clear as day. "Shichiro!" You yelled out happily. He had embraced you in a tight hug. Though when you saw him, his eyes were also cold and empty. "Oh" was all you could think. Your smile turned into a thin line making Shichiro send you a questionable look.

"Ugh let go of her you big animal." Kalego huffed. "Come on Y/N let's walk to class together." He said as he continued to walk. He didn't look back to see if you were following him.

Shichiro noticed your hesitation. "Ar....you....alright?" (Are you alright?) His voice beginning to drown out in your ears as well.

Placing your hands over your ears you stopped thinking for a second. You took deep breaths as you tried to calm yourself down. "I'm sorry I'm not feeling well."

"Do...yo...nee...the...urse?" (Do you need the nurse?) Shichiro asked

"No I don't need the nurse, I just need to talk to my father. Don't worry about me I'll be fine. You guys go ahead I wouldn't want you to be late." Walking away quickly you made your way to your father's office.

You knocked on the door before heading in. As soon as you stepped in your father jumped up from his seat excited to see you.

"Ah! Y/N! How nice of you to come to see me! Did you get lonely without me?" He chuckled as he hugged you tight. "Don't worry about class! How about you stay here with me and keep me company from all these papers I have to sign!"

Looking down at you he halted from speaking. Pushing you off of him just a bit he noticed the tears in your eyes. His hands trembled slightly as he freaked out. "Hey, what's wrong! Is it something to do with what happened this morning?"

Hugging him again you held him tightly. Your quiet sniffles fill the room. "Dad I want to go home. I don't want to be here anymore."

"Of course but you have to tell me what's wrong. Did someone hurt you in any way?" He asked, his tone changed. He was talking much more gently so as to not scare you away.

"Dad...I...don't know what to do. I can't face anyone."

"What do you mean?"

You stayed silent. You didn't mean to but you did. From the moment you walked into his office, you couldn't hear anything. Not even the ringing sound from earlier. It scared you truly.

The embrace with your father only radiated a slight warmth. But it wasn't enough. Would you stay like this forever? The thought of it scared you. "Why can't I hear you, dad? Please just take me home.." You whispered, your voice trembling with every word you spoke out loud.

[shiraisaku]

Kalego fanart <3

Didn't pose here for awhile now so have your man x3

Speed paint below

[yayakoishii]

Lucky Bastard | Kalego x Reader

Fandom: Mairimashita! Iruma-kun

Pairing: Naberius Kalego x Fem! Reader

Word Count: 1.4k

Genre/Tags: Plotless, Silly, Fluff? Crack?

Summary: It's your birthday and the class just found out that you have a husband. Who is the lucky bastard?

A/n: this was absolutely random. it has like, no plot, no purpose, just me writing a short silly fic abt teachers who are married and haven't told the students !! such a fun trope ;; I'm like, 3 eps away from finishing the anime's season 3, but this fic is spoiler free!! hope you enjoy this <3

also available on ao3!

You hummed happily under your breath as the students filed in for their lecture. You were one of the most friendly and popular teachers at Babyls because you were approachable and kind. All the students always greet you happily and strike up conversations without hesitation.

"Good morning, (y/n)-sensei!" Elizabetta said cheerfully as she passed by your desk. You wished her back but she paused and instead looked at you with wide eyes. "You look really happy, sensei! Did something good happen?"

"Not quite," you answered, giving her a warm smile. "You could say it hasn't happened yet, I suppose."

"So something good is going to happen?" Lied said from behind Elizabetta. Everyone was in the class already and they all seemed curious about your unusually happy and excited state.

"It's not all that interesting to you guys," you waved it off and gestured to the two to go sit on their seats.

"But I'm curious about what's got you so happy too, sensei," Iruma added. Everyone around was nodding so you just sighed and gave them a tiny smile.

"If I answer your question, will you all be good students and pay attention?" You asked. A chorus of incoherent affirmations echoed and you shushed them. "Alright, alright. It's just that today is my birthday–"

"It's your birthday?!"

"Sensei, you should have told us!"

"We'd have got you a gift!"

"No need for that," you sighed but felt touched nonetheless. "As I was saying, since it's my birthday, the principal let me have the rest of the day free the moment my lectures end so I'm going on a date with my husband. It's been months since we got to go on one, y'know."

There was pin drop silence surprisingly. You blinked and then there were shouts and screams. The class had no clue that you were married! You had somehow let it slip by them without them even realising.

"Calm down, calm down!" You shushed them again. Thankfully they listened and you picked up your book. "Alright now, that's enough about me. You come to school to learn and gain knowledge."

"We just learned something new about you, though, sensei!"

"This is important knowledge too."

"It really isn't," you laughed and opened the textbook to the page you had stopped at last time. "Now. Last lecture, we were discussing the importance of pronunciation when casting spells…"

You started the lecture, unknowing of the commotion you had accidentally also started. Everyone's favourite teacher was married and had a husband? The news spread like wildfire amongst the first years and by the end of the lunch break, everyone was talking about what your husband might be like. The senior students already knew who your husband was but it was always fun to watch the freshmen try to figure it out.

"He has to be a really nice and sweet person to be married to (y/n)-sensei, right?" Kerori suggested. "She wouldn't like someone who is unkind and rude…"

"What if her type is a bad boy though?" One of the boys butted in.

"Can you even imagine that?"

Everyone silently thought over it and decided that Kerori was probably right.

"Whatever he's like, isn't it super romantic?" Elizabetta squealed lightly, hiding her cheeks under her hands. "They're married but she was so excited to go on a date with him! They must be so in love."

"He's one lucky bastard," Lied said, clutching at his chest dramatically.

"Yeah," Clara chimed in, looking jealous. "He gets to play with (y/n)-sensei all the time!"

"Um, guys," Iruma laughed nervously. Everyone looked at him. "Weren't we going to get her a gift?"

Oh.

They forgot all about that.

•

Kalego didn't know what was going on but he could tell that his class was up to something. They were all fidgety and not paying attention (although, that wasn't rare or even surprising) and he could still hear incomprehensible murmurs. They usually did a better job of hiding their conversations too. Something was definitely up.

When the bell rang, a few of them automatically sprang up but Kalego didn't even blink and glared at them.

"Sit down," he said sharply. "We'll have ten minutes more of class time since you all displayed such great concentration today."

The class collectively groaned and started complaining. The purple haired demon crossed his arms over his chest and gave them his meanest look.

"I could have held you back for a whole hour but I have something to do today," he said calmly. "Be grateful it's only ten minutes, you idiots."

"But (y/n)-sensei will be gone by then!" Lied complained. Kalego paused and raised an eyebrow at him.

"And what do you need her for?" He asked, looking even more eviller than usual. Lied shivered and instinctively hid behind Jazz, who just laughed nervously.

"Don't you know, sensei?" Elizabetta tilted her head in question.

"It's her birthday today!" Clara jumped on the spot, vibrating from the desire to escape the classroom. Kalego just stared at them all so the class decided to continue.

"We made her a gift!" Goemon produced a big box wrapped in paper of your favourite colour.

"She will be leaving now," Jazz added. "If we don't give her this now, she'll be gone before we can do it."

"Please, Kalego-sensei," Iruma pleaded, giving his best puppy eyes. Kalego humphed and looked away. He was about to say something when a familiar voice could be heard from outside the classroom.

"Kalego, are you done, dar– Oh!"

You were standing at the doorway, wearing a cute outfit. Surprised by the students inside, you gave them a small smile.

"I'm sorry, is the class not over yet?" You asked Kalego. "I didn't interrupt, did I?"

Everyone turned to look at Kalego who just glared at you then sighed.

"No, we're done," he answered. Everyone cheered and immediately pounced on you, who startled at the sudden enthusiasm as they pushed a big gift in your hands.

"What's this?" You asked, surprised. You hadn't actually expected them to get you a gift so quickly.

"It's something we made for you, sensei," Iruma smiled up at you. Your chest felt warm as you looked at the students who were all beaming and singing happy birthday to you.

"Happy birthday to you~!"

"You're all very sweet," you told them when they finished, ruffling Clara's hair. "Thank you for the gift."

"Anything for our favourite teacher!"

That made you laugh. You were totally going to tease Kalego with this later.

"You look really beautiful, sensei!" Elizabetta beamed. Your eyes softened at her compliment.

"Thank you, I'm sure my husband thought the same when he bought it for me," you smiled down shyly at the outfit. The girls started giggling and awwing over your blush and it only embarrassed you more, considering you could feel Kalego's intense stare over your figure. "Ah, I have to leave now. Kalego?"

"Ready," he popped up next to you and you tightened your arm around the gift as you smiled gently at him. "Let's stop by the dorms first so you can drop your gift off."

"Ah, sure," you nodded. The two of you started walking out. "I'm sure this has nothing to do with the fact that you totally forgot an outfit to change into."

The class watched you two leave, happy from the success of giving you the gift in time. Until…

"Wasn't she going to go on a date with her husband after the lectures?" Lied mumbled.

"Why would Kalego-sensei need to change his clothes?" Kamui asked.

"Why did she come here first?"

"Didn't Kalego-sensei say that he had something to do today?" Even Alice couldn't help but add on to the conversation.

The class looked at each other. There were no words to describe the shock, horror and disbelief they were feeling.

"There's no way."

"We're just jumping to conclusions," Jazz insisted.

"Yeah, there's no way she would ever like someone like him, much less marry…"

Even as they tried to deny it, suddenly all the interactions between you and Kalego made sense. The way you always hung around him. The way you always smiled so warmly when you were talking to him. The way Kalego's rare soft smile had been that one time when you had been laughing too hard at a student's submission (which Jazz had reported after witnessing it in the staffroom).

The way Kalego always glared harder when the class talked about you.

"He's totally the jealous and possessive type, isn't he?" Jazz sighed, placing his fingers at his temple.

"I can't believe this."

"Does that mean I was right? (Y/n)-sensei likes bad boys?"

Everyone resigned themselves to the knowledge they had just received. After all, denial would not change reality. Their favourite, kind teacher was married to their sadistic class teacher. Lied burst into tears as he cried:

"Kalego-sensei turned out to be the lucky bastard!"

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[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#65 Ya aint slick

Y/n: Do you wanna come see a movie?

Kalego: No.

Y/n: why?

Kalego: Can't let them know I like you...

Y/n: ...

You shove the wedding ring in his face while straddling his lap, taking out your family portfolio of your sixteen kids, wedding pictures, honeymoon-

Y/n: We've been married for two years!?!-CERBERUS WAS OUT RING BEAR!?-

[meabh-mcinness]

A Holiday Treat 18+

Main Masterlist

Warnings! MINORS DO NOT INTERACT! This is an 18+ piece whose entirety is just smut.

Now that that's out of the way, time for the second half of the warnings. This fic includes: Dom!Opera, Switch!Reader, Sub!Kalego, voyeurism, bondage, holding down, teasing, clawing, biting, hair pulling, oral both giving and receiving, fingering, vaginal penetration, pet names, knife-play, blood-play(but not really), cock ring, knotting, aftercare!

Summary: Me and my friends are spiritual whores. Happy late holidays. Enjoy this filthiness.

Kalego x Opera x Chubby AFABReader

Kalego squirmed as your hands ran down his thighs. Legs pulling helplessly at the restraints tied around his limbs, hands and ankles not even moving a millimetre despite using all his strength against Opera's. Whimpers and pleas spilt from his mouth for more. To touch him where he wants it the most.

You both ignored him.

Instead, you focused on tracing the femoral artery in his thigh with your nails before leaning over to lick and suck your way from his knee back up towards his pelvis. Once again, you avoided the one area he wanted the most attention, coming up at the last second to repeat the same action on his other thigh. It wouldn't be as much fun if he got what he wanted, and you all knew it.

Looking up when you heard shifting, you saw Opera moving so that they were using their legs to hold down Kalego's arms as they leaned over themselves to kiss him. Their hands gently held his head in place before reaching up as far as they comfortably could down his abdomen -- reaching either side of where his cock bobbed just under his navel -- and lightly dragged their nails back up towards them. Thin lines appeared in their wake, slowly welling with the thick red liquid that gave Kalego life. The groan Kalego let out was swallowed by Opera as they took advantage of Kalego's open mouth.

You, in turn, brought your attention back to his thighs. Unlike your demonic lovers, your nails weren't built as well for tearing into skin -- cleanly, that was. You could certainly gouge flesh out if you wanted, but this was neither the time nor place for such acts. Instead, you reached down to your garter and pulled out a shiny dagger, the hilt carved from a Netherworld gem called Hemolite -- which looked like a beautiful swirling mixture of amethyst and ruby -- a courting gift from Opera. You brought the cool metal and ran it along the femoral artery, tracing the many branching paths that it took, careful to never nick any of them.

You watched as his muscles seized and grew taut with each pass you made. Waiting, anticipating, for when the blade would press into his flesh as well. You took your time choosing. Would you do it here, you pressed the metal harder into him, just barely avoiding splitting his flesh open, directly down the middle of his thigh. Or perhaps here, along one of the many branching paths of smaller veins that your dagger twisted and danced across. Or, as your eyes flicked up, you could do it somewhere else entirely.

With a smirk on your face, you climbed up slightly higher, letting the knife trail from back up his thigh until you reached his throbbing member. The blade moved just above the metal ring wrapped around his cock before slowly grazing up to the tip. You let it circle around the head, just barely letting the metal graze him until you made a quick shallow cut along the edge. Kalego let out a choked gasp as blood welled to the surface of the cut and dribbled down, mixing with the pre suddenly leaking from his cock, turning a light pinkish colour.

Your eyes watched it trail down before you leaned down to drag your tongue up his cock, catching the liquid as you followed the path back up to the tip. Kalego's thigh tensed around you and you heard him make a deep guttural moan from above you as your tongue worked to clean the mess you had made. Your hand dropped the dagger and moved to grip the base, using your saliva as a lubricant to smoothly move up and down slightly. Your tongue making kitten licks and tiny swirls around the tip of his head, listening to his groans and pants into Opera's mouth and the rattling of the chains around his legs as they twitched.

Deciding you had teased him enough, you opened your mouth further, flattening your tongue and engulfed the entirety of the head. You heard Kalego shout the sudden change, felt his hips lift as much as they could to try and force you into taking him deeper, chasing the feeling to spread to his entire cock. The resulting act caused you to choke a little and you heard Opera hiss in warning as your hand moved from his member to dig your nails into the line where his thighs met his pelvis for your own threat. Kalego whimpered but reluctantly listened and lowered his hips back down.

With Kalego tamed for the moment you turned your focus back to the thick piece of meat pulsing in your mouth. Raising your head, a little again you gave the tip another swipe of your tongue before lowering again. Every time you raised your head you would drag your tongue along the underside of his shaft before swirling around the head and going back down again, taking more and more of his dick in your mouth with each pass. Over and over again you bobbed your head, pre and drool leaking out of your mouth and down his throbbing member, taking more and more of him in until eventually you felt the head hit the entrance to your throat, with still a few more inches of him left to go.

You had a sudden decision you had to make now. You could just continue as you had been, simply bobbing your head and listening to the mewls and whimpers coming from Kalego, or you could take it a step further. Well, you had never been a coward.

As you came back up this time, you took advantage to rearrange your body. Throwing both of your arms so that your elbows were perched on his hips it was easy to place one hand to wrap back around the base of his cock and the other underneath to cup his balls that were so desperate to blow a load but couldn't do so due to the cool metal rings looped around them. With a devilish smirk on your face, you lowered your head once more until you felt the head bob the back of your throat again – and then you swallowed.

You felt the head pop into your throat, heard Kalego give a deep snarl and felt his balls tense in your hand as you roll them around. Could feel as they tried so hard to empty themselves into your stomach but were stopped by the cock ring even as Kalego bucked and whimpered underneath you. Begging the both of you to just let him go, to please let him cum. You almost choked as he moved underneath you, not fully expecting his throbbing member to force itself further into your throat but swallowed around him again just in time.

You nearly choked again, this time in surprise, around Kalego's cock at the sudden pulling sensation of your hair, light pain pulsing where the strands attached to your head. For a second you thought Opera had let Kalego go, only to pull up, drool and pre-cum dripping from your lips, to see Opera's face in front of your own. Kalego whined at the loss as Opera pulled you closer. Their tongue darted out to lick up the mess on your chin and lips before drawing you in for a deep kiss, the rich taste of Kalego's blood mixing in with the saltiness of his pre and Opera's own unique taste. You moaned at the taste, hands reaching out to cup Opera's face as you both fought for dominance. Opera always won, but that didn't mean you wouldn't try.

The prize, while running along the same veins, was always different. This time it was you, as their arms circled your waist, digging into your soft flesh before lifting and turning you in one smooth motion, before dropping you on your back right next to Kalego. A short squeal left you as you fell, followed by an 'oof' when you landed.

You felt the mattress dip below you and spread your legs as you looked up to see Opera towards you from the bottom of the bed. You blinked in confusion before glancing over at Kalego to see his arms had now also been restrained by the same cuffs and chains that held his legs down, his eyes, lidded and glazed over, but still sharp as they never left Opera's form as they came closer to you. You had know Opera was fast, but this speed bordered on ridiculousness.

Your own eyes trailed back to Opera as their shoulders nudged your legs further apart, tongue darting out briefly to lick their lips as they stared directly into your eyes. It was unfair how unfazed they looked despite the slight flush to their pale cheeks and loosely tussled hair. You already knew both you and Kalego looked super flushed and dazed out. And it would only get worse you concluded, as Opera lowered the front half of their body down so that their arms braced under your upper thighs and hoisted your lower legs up so that your feet rested on their back.

Their eyes stayed locked on yours as their face lowered even further, the feline demon's eyes just barely being seen over the chub of your stomach where their clawed hands rested. Hands which were gripping and releasing your flesh over and over again like an actual cat kneading. They were far more careful with their nails on you then either of you had been with Kalego. Not once did they draw blood or even leave angry trails behind. Their hands trailed down your gut before settling themselves around the flesh of your thighs.

Their long digits pressed themselves into skin causing your fat to ident and overlap on itself around them as their claws threatened to rip it open and expose your lifeblood that was the same colour of their hair, forcing your legs to stay open as their head dipped low. Their fire like eyes stared into yours, never wavering even when yours closed with an accompanying gasp escaping you as their tongue poked out and ran along your slit.

You couldn't help squirming at the feeling of the rough bumps along their tongue scraping against your flesh as it ran up before soothing out the pain by running the smooth underside of their tongue back down again. Whimpers fell from your mouth as they repeated the action over and over again before you suddenly jolted at the sensation of pleasure that ran through your veins as that rough tongue scraped itself over the bud poking out of your slit.

Mewls and pleads tore from you as you begged them to do it again, hands pulling at their horns as you tried to direct them towards it. Considering the differences in strength between the two of you, they hardly even moved beyond their tongue continuing its original path. Never mind that you were pulling as hard as possible, they didn't budge an inch and simply continued in torturing you slowly, always just barely brushing the edge of your clit but never fully touching it.

Briefly your mind considered simply ordering them to do it, but you had long since learned that despite being Opera's mistress, it was them who was in control of these sessions.

Finally, after dozens of pleas left your lips for more, Opera's fingers repositioned themselves to reach past your stomach and hold your lower lips open. The sudden full exposure against the cold air coupled with Opera's warmer breath sent shivers down your spine until your entire body seized as their tongue made its first swipe up your clit. It was nothing much really, just a little kitten swipe up but it had sent floods of pleasure through you and wanting more. Even voicing as such with whimpers puncturing your every word until Opera deigned to give another swipe. An then another, and another until they were focusing all of their attention around playing with your bud with their tongue.

Poking, prodding, and swiping this way and that around your clit and never once letting up now that they had decided to go for it. After going so long without any touch the sudden onslaught was almost to much for you. Tears pooled around your eyes as your body squirmed at Opera's ministrations, pants escaping your mouth every second you were trapped beneath them. Your body was coiling tighter and tighter, a warmth in your core flaring so bright and you were so close –

Opera pulled away suddenly.

The wordless cry you let out at the lack of feeling almost made you actually cry. You supposed it was karma for what you had pulled with Kalego, who you could see watching the both of you with rapt attention from the corner of your eyes, but that didn't mean you felt it was fair. Your hands clutched at Opera's horns in desperation to let you finish. You had been so close and you wanted that orgasm to flush through your body so badly.

Whimpers and pleas fell from your lips until you felt the tongue swipe return, except it was far lower than you had been expecting and your entire body jolted at the sensation, eyes going wide in surprise. Their tongue once again lowered itself to the bottom of your lower lips and ran up its length before giving your clit a little flick at the end.

A low groan left you as their appendage forced your lips open and snuck its way inside. Forcing your core to spread and stretch itself around the muscle. A muscle that was far longer and more prehensile than it had any right to be, you concluded, as it moved this way and that inside of you. Wiggling and writhing and somehow managing to hit every spot that needed to be hit until you were once again a squirming and panting mess above them.

Your mouth opened in a silent scream as warmth rushed through your veins. Your back arched, fingers and toes curling in tandem with the clenching of your cunt, trying its hardest to milk Opera's tongue for something that would never come. Your hands, clutching their horns in what would be a death grip for anyone else, but didn't present even the slightest bit of a challenge to them as they lifted their head back slightly to be able to clean your lowers lips with their tongue. The ruff bumps adding an extra sensation that your body couldn't decide if it was too much or just right.

It was your turn to whimper as Opera moved away, their tongue doing one last swipe up your overly sensitive clit as your body wracked and shivered in the aftermath of your orgasm. You laid there dazed and floating, barely registering as Opera nuzzled into your neck with anything more than mewls. It even took your brain a few moments to realize they were also contorting your body into a different position, not fully realizing until your face was smushed into the pillow, your hands weakly grabbing at the soft fabric. Your back was arched and knees bent so that your arse was presented to the world.

You squeaked in surprise as large hands suddenly grasped your hips and felt something thick swipe along your entrance and heard Opera hiss again along with Kalego's yelp and the hands were gone just as quickly. Daring a glance back you saw Kalego sitting up on his knees behind you, Opera towering behind him with their hand wrapped in his hair and forcing his head back so that his neck was exposed to Opera's sharp claws. Opera's mouth was bent close to Kalego's ear and appeared to be hissing something in his ear. Forcing your way through the fuzzy headspace you caught the end of it, "-t slowly Kalego-kun."

You saw Kalego's throat bob and watched as he tried to nod his agreement before gasping out a "yes senpai." You could only assume Opera had tightened their grip on Kalego's hair to cause the gasp. Suddenly Opera let go and Kalego was forced to catch himself by clutching your hips again, the thin digits grasping harshly into your plump flesh and sharp claws even nicking your skin a little. You couldn't help the little 'oof' you let out as your body was forced forward slightly and the side of your face was smushed against the pillow. Even with your face in this position, you could still glance back behind you, only to widen your eyes at the sight.

Kalego had managed to straighten himself back up, though he was still folded inward slightly, likely due to Opera, who was curled flush around his back. One of their hands was around Kalego's chest fiddling with his nipple and leaving more claw marks around the areola as they circled it. One claw even nicked the nipple itself, leaving blood to well up and drip down his chest. Opera's other hand, however, was wrapped firmly around the based of Kalego's cock. It took a moment to realize that their fingers were also deftly moving, only fully registering when you saw a flash of metal fall before feeling the thump of it hitting the bed.

Opera had removed the cock ring.

You unconsciously bury yourself deeper into the pillow and spread your legs wider at the knowledge, consequently raising your arse higher, catching both of their attention. With half-lidded eyes you watched Opera's hand leave Kalego's nipple, a small amount of blood dripping from their claws before it lowered to out of your view. You gave a small jolt as you felt said claws run down your sensitive slit before spreading you back open again. A shiver ran through your body as you felt run up and down over and over again before you suddenly bit down into the pillow at the feeling of being punctured.

Opera's slim finger squeezed inside of you slowly but surely, your cunt clutching onto it easily and eagerly sucking it in more despite still quivering from what their mouth had down to you just moments before. You mewled in both pain and pleasure at the feeling of oversensitivity as the finger inside you started making a come-hither motion before it was joined by a second. Your hands gripped the pillow harder, your body shivering as Opera's fingers continued spreading you open, and apart. Constantly flicking and moving about, stretching you out and preparing you for what was coming next.

Then just as quickly as they had entered you they were gone. Leaving behind a feeling of complete emptiness in you and half a mind to beg them to come back. To enter you again and take the hollowness away once more. You were even about to open your mouth to do so when your words were replaced with a startled gasp as something far larger drug itself up and down your slit, coating itself in your juices and teasing you with what you wanted.

You turned your head slightly so that you could see behind you better and sent a glare towards the two demons behind you. 'Quit teasing me,' you tried to say with it, 'or I'll take matters into my own hands.' Kalego simply lifted an eyebrow, his mouth smirking in response from around Opera's fingers. It was his turn to you it appeared.

Greedily licking each digit thoroughly to clean up any last traces of you as his hips once more shallowing moved. With a huff you settled back in, knowing Opera wouldn't allow either of you reprieve until they felt their fingers had been cleaned of every last trace of you.

But you had a trick up your non-existent sleeve.

Clutching your hands into fists, you looked back over shoulder with wide eyes and a pout on your lips as you watched Kalego's tongue dance around Opera's sleek fingers, chasing every last drop of your juices that he could. When at last Opera's digits were cleaned of all traces of you and replaced with only Kalego's saliva they withdrew from his mouth, a small stream of spittle stringing itself along to follow the path and leaving you gulping at the sight.

Seeing Kalego suitably distracted, you caught Opera's eyes over his shoulder and watched the almost imperceptible nod. Always five steps ahead that Opera.

As Kalego went to tease you again you forced your hips backwards, just enough pressure that it forced the bulbous head inside and stretched you apart even further that Opera's fingers had. You whimpered at the feeling, but let out a strangled yelp as Kalego snarled and clasped your hips even tighter, claws almost breaking skin as they sunk into the plumpness of your flesh.

You whimpered and whined as Kalego continued to fill you up slowly, your flesh still sensitive from Opera's onslaught earlier, but still greedily wanting every inch he could give you. Suddenly the feline demon was beside you, hand brushing through your hair and whispering reassurances.

You're doing so well.

Look at you take him perfectly.

Such a good girl.

Just a little more to go darling.

Finally, when you felt so full and as if you could take nothing else, Kalego bottomed out. Hips flush to your arse and hands gripping right above your plush hips as he patiently waited for you to get use to him. You shivered and shook at the slightly overwhelming feeling of being stretched so pleasantly, Opera still whispering in your ear and claws untangling the knots in your hair as they brushed through. Eventually after a minute, or perhaps two, you felt your body finally give up its tantrum and give in to receiving more pleasure. Giving your hips an experimental wiggle -- Kalego letting out a moan at the feeling but obediently staying put until either you or Opera gave the okay -- you found nothing but a twinge of pleasure. Doing it once more to make sure you were truly OK, you let out a low moan as you accidentally hit, what you thought was your cervix, dead on. With a nod to Opera, you braced yourself. Opera may be the powerhouses of the group, but Kalego was no slouch either.

And this fact was quickly proven true as Kalego slowly pulled out, your body shivering at the feeling and your core walls clutching him tightly, refusing to give up their prize even when he was almost all the way out and then suddenly you were full again. A gasp tearing from you abruptly as you were pushed forward slightly from the strength of it. You barely had time to wrap your head around it as he set a fast and brutal pace to your innards. All of your and Opera's teasing had clearly affected him as he seemed to desperately chase the both of your climaxes.

You were already both so sensitive that it hadn't lasted long, not that you were disappointed. As much as were willing to have your insides pummled all night long, you could already feel your body tightening again and when Kalego paused for just a second to angle himself to hit that spot inside you, could feel as he found it harder and harder to fit all of himself in you as his knot swelled further until he gripped your hips tightly, and it was certainly going to be bruised in the morning with that strength, and forced all of himself into you – knot and all.

White spots scattered against your vision and your cunt clenched rhythmically around him. A feeling of warmth settled deep into your gut as came inside of you and you couldn't help the groan at the feeling. All you knew was pleasure. Pleasure racing through your veins, pleasure spanning its way from your cunt outwards and toes and fingers clenching at the overwhelmingness of all of it. You were so distracted by your orgasm that you almost didn't notice Kalego's hands moving from your hips to wrap around your shoulders as he laid out his entire body of yours and forced you to lay on your side, tucked into his arms.

Your body racked itself with shivers as the euphoric feelings of an orgasm left you. You were overtly aware of the feeling of being stretched out by Kalego's knot, of his long arms digging into your soft stomach to hold you taunt against his warm body. You jolted a little in both surprise and sensitivity at the feeling of your hair being pushed back from your face. You let out a quiet mewl, as if to say no more – even weakly trying to push the hand away with your own. You sighed in relief as the hand left you alone. In the long run of things, you hadn't done much, but it was amazing how much these two demons could overwhelm you and your body by having you do very little.

So much for human stamina.

Suddenly the hand was back, pushing your hair away again as you groaned in protest only to sigh in relief as it was replaced with a cool cloth. The cloth brushed against you in small gentle strokes, brushing away all the sweat, blood, and other things that had collected on your body. The icy coldness of the cloth felt so good against your overheated skin that if you had the energy you would lean into it. Cracking open your eyes just barely, you could see the blurry image of a pale being with red hair and a black blob moving with them.

Closing your eyes again you settled back in as Opera continued rubbing your body down. Methodically moving up and down your skin with the cold cloth and leaving nothing but a pleasant cooldown in their wake. A soft sigh left you as your body and mind started shutting down and getting closer and closer to falling asleep under Opera's careful movements while being wrapped in Kalego's arms.

You let out a whimper of pain as Kalego suddenly jerked from behind, the resulting movement of the still hard cock inside you causing more pain than pleasure for once. His arms squeezed you tightly and he nuzzled into your neck, whispering apologies into your ear as his hands rubbed in methodical movements around your stomach, tracing random patterns into your skin as he calmed you back down. Under the watchful eye of your two demonic partners your eyes closed for a final time that night, wrapped and filled in your two favourite demons.

[lav-bee]

Welcome to Demon School x Reader Headcanons

Their reaction to reader saying ‘‘tis but a scratch” when they’re actually injured

Characters: Balam, Kalego, Opera

💛- read as platonic

Balam

- Oh boy, let's say Balam is aware that you're human

- This will lead to him being even more concerned, sure you've survived for this long without anyone knowing you're human but still, he’ll be worried

- He’ll accidentally come across you bleeding out, first thing he notices is the injury and the smell of your blood

- Panics ‘cause demons and humans smell different -> any demon can come after you -> quickly brings you to his office and takes care of your injury

- Even if you insist ‘tis but a scratch’ he’ll just stare at your bleeding side while taking out many bandages and first aid stuff

- He may not know much about humans but what you have is definitely not a scratch!

- Makes you check up with him everyday to make sure its healing correct, gives you extra healing and bandage supplies to take home

Kalego

- He didn't know you were human until you were injured

- We’re gonna say he’s okay that you're human in order to write this

- First thing he checks is if there are any other demons around, it could be a problem if you're secret got out

- In a rush he brings you to Balams office/ room

- He knows he can trust Balam, and also Balam is the best demon he can think of that can help you

- While you guys wait for Balam to show up you keep insisting that you're okay, that ‘tis just a scratch’

- He pauses to take in what you said and then- “Are you an idiot?”

- Thinks you lost too much blood and makes you sit

- Tries to find anything to wrap you up for the time being

- Once Balam shows up he explains to Kalego that everythings good, Kalego stays until he sees for himself that you're okay

Opera

- They know because Iruma told them

- So when you come stumbling by them with a major injury they immediately take action

- They bring you home (the mansion), quickly informs Sullivan, and gets to work with cleaning you up

- As they bandage you, you tell Opera that you're okay, ‘tis but a scratch

- They ignore you and forcibly make you take some meds ,it's some tough love okay? No way they are letting one of Irumas friends bleed out

- Once the injury has been maintained and taken care of, they will make some tea and cookies for you and let you rest

- Gives you suckers before you go

- For the next week or so Opera asks Iruma if you're doing alright

[echantedtoon]

Guard Dog's Bane

The infamous Guard Dog of Babyls has only one weakness and it's the new professor at school.

If someone had told him a couple months ago that he would fall in love with the MOST unusual girl that had ever graced Babyls's halls...He'd have told you to never speak such nonsense to him again, probably would have scoffed, told them they were insane, and dismissed it from memory bank forever. Him, a proud Guard Dog of Babyls , with a girl like her?? HA! What nonsense...

Or was it?

Not to him right now it wasn't as she kissed him and held his hands and he found himself not fighting against it. What was wrong with him!?

It felt like a two part problem in his mind. On one hand it was as if he was betraying his loyalty to his duty and everything that it stood for, for falling for such a girl. While on the other hand it was a betrayal of his own emotions for denying his affection for her in the first place. He grew weaker by the day, losing sleep over his inner turmoil. It wasn't long before people started to notice, dark circles appearing under his eyes and his usual scowl deepening as his mood worsened. No one dared to actually ask him what was the matter, but he could feel their concerned stares and worried glances. Even so, he held out, pushing thoughts of her away as he tried to go on with his life. Just ignore her, he told himself. He would feel better once he forgot about her. But no matter what she wouldn't leave his mind or him alone. Oh WHY did he have to be plagued his existence. He once tried yelling at her to just GO AWAY!! To leave him alone because she didn't need to be anywhere near him....It ended up with him breaking down in the middle of the day crying and all those sleepless nights catching up to him finally. His work performance was slipping, he was acting like a baby, and it was ALL her fault. She wouldn't listen and go away like some stalker. After that he had passed out from his yelling fit and woken up in the doctor's office in the school due to exhaustion.....And to her crying and holding his hand. Ironic wasn't it.

And he made a noble effort to forget about that incident, but it was all for naught.

He reached his tipping point about a month into his rejection to the monster. He was exhausted, eyes sore and bloodshot, and his performance still wavering concerning all their superiors. Lost in his thoughts on the way to lunch, he heard a single word. His name. That made him stop in his tracks. His head snapping up in recognition, eyes widening. No! Not her! Not now! The last thing he wanted was the she demon to back him against the wall and talk her pretty little head off. He felt like he was suffocating. He barely slept for days. He couldn't take it- The voices were becoming so much his head was going to explode-

"Professor? You don't look so good."

That was the last thing he heard before he passed out for a second time that month. She had carried him. CARRIED HIM!! HIM!! All the way back to their village filled with worry. Don't ask him why she didn't just take him to the nurse again or just leave him there. If the Guard Dog of Babyls was just found passed out against the ground it would've been less humiliating than a girl to carry him all the way to his bed where he remained when he woke up and numbly laid there as she went off chattering again. He didn't know what he was thinking when he suddenly exploded at her letting everything out. Maybe it was his frustration? The stress and strain he was feeling from her relentless presence? Maybe the days of little to no sleep? His mind zoned out as he mindlessly yelled at her but he certainly wasn't expecting it to end up with her kissing him and him being compliant to her affections. Leaning into her warmth and all around easing the stress he was always. Good grief what did he say? At one point she pulled away and he attempted to kiss her again which ended embarrassingly thanks to his lesser height which ended up with himself missing her lips and pecking her jawline which sent her beautiful face into giggles and the soft hands cupping his already crying and red face rubbed away at the stressful tears.

"You shouldn't beat yourself over like a little crush. I would've been happy to know either way. Oh. Please don't cry."

He wasn't sure why he felt so assured or comforted right now, but for now he leaned into those soft hands holding him up with the pretty angelic face of his relief.