#opera x reader

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#45 Master~

Opera*Blinks seeing You grab their hand and put something in it...closing their palm for them not see,...then leaving them confused as you run away*???

Opera*Opens palm*...!?!?

Opera*Holding a tiny plush...of Iruma wearing a fluff-lego onesie...two cute things they love in one*...

-In the Teacher's Faculty Room-

Opera: I think I'm falling for My Master

Kalego*Glaring at him from across his desk, Knowing who they are talking about...Iruma's hot parent* Then get up.

[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

[ranpoe-is-canon]

no, because the little to no amount of contents that "Welcome to demon school Iruma kun" has is just not fair. LIKE WHY?????? WHY CAN'T I FIND MORE FANFICS????? NOW I NEED WRITERS TO WRITE AND FEED ME FICS OF THEM, THIS SH!T IS MANDATORY, IF YOU ARE A WRITER AND SEEING THIS, THEN WTF ARE YOU WAITING FOR, GO. WRITE. A. FANFIC.

[demon-guardian]

I live for adult comfort - child/teen reader! Can you do Opera, Balam and Kalego with a student reader who wants to be like them? Do the same job. So, they ask them to help them realize this dream. Because Opera/Kalego/ Balam is their model in life? Ur work is amazing

This is a cute scenario! Thank you for enjoying my work. For the story you are in the misfit class. Also takes around the harvest festival.

Opera

After seeing Opera fight at Walter Park, you were inspired by them and wanted to follow in their footsteps

When you go up to Opera and ask if can they teach you how to be like them

Opera is caught off guard for a second but then looks at you to see if you are serious

Opera, "Y/n you being a security demon means a lot of work right. You need to have a dependence on your serve. You need that "trust". Are you willing to do that?"

Y/N: "Yes I am willing!"

Seeing you so willing to learn and have that "trust" in another demon, Opera understands

After that day you start working with Opera at the Sullivan household

Even in a similar suit as Opera wears

Iruma was excited to see you there and try to interact with you like he would at school but Opera stopped him

Opera: "Sorry Master Iruma they are in training right now. So please treat them like you would me."

Iruma: "Oh alright. Good luck Y/N!"

The first week was a bit difficult, to say the least. You were surprised by how Opera does

But you never gave up and your hard work begin to show during the harvest festival

Opera taught you even during that time as well

You team up with Gaap and Agares and end up helping them by temporarily serving them

You help them fight and protect the base

At the end of the festival, you were able to go up a rank

You were proud of what you were able to become with Opera teaching you

(Who would have thought Opera would become your teacher again in your second year as well)

Kalego

While you knew Kalego was not the nicest teacher out their

You can appreciate how much he dedicated to his job

Seeing how well detail he is in his notes when you go up to him to ask a question he answers

Even turning the Walter Park Event into a teaching experience (No matter how bad it was)

You won't outright go and ask him to teach you on to become a teacher, because you don't think he will be too thrilled about that

So you go to him and ask him other questions about school and classes

But he catches on quickly to your plan and sees how you want to be a teacher

He takes pride that you see him as a good role model and when you come around he will start giving more tips and advice on the subject you ask

While both of you never admit to the true intentions of your interaction everyone else can see how you become Kalego's favorite student

Balam

Unlike the other two, you started to look up to Balam before the Walter Park event

It was during the crazy studying for your exams when you went to the class on the imaginary creatures due to you having trouble in the subject

That was when you met Balam who was substituting for the class

You were nervous to meet him of all the stories you had heard about him

But once you stepped into the class and heard him teach, his excitement for the subject made you want to stay

You try to go talk to him more after that class but you can never find the right time to do so

But when you got to Walter Park you saw this as an opportunity to learn more about him

Seeing him fight and how he use his demon knowledge to win a fight made you really love the subject and want to learn more about it

After the fight, you went up to him and ask him to teach you more about the subject

While you don't know if you want to be a teacher like him, what you do know is that you want to be a biologist like Balam

[meabh-mcinness]

Bake Date

Fresh from the human world, you can't help but feel out of place as the new lady of the manor. Far too used to having to take care of yourself and Iruma by doing everything from cooking and cleaning to working long hours in the hopes of giving him a better life, you felt rather disgruntled at having absolutely nothing to do. After all, your adoption into the Sullivan family meant getting a do-it-all family butler who refused to allow you to do anything even remotely based in those categories. However, in all these years you had actually grown rather fond of baking.

And come hell or high water, you were going to enjoy the kitchen space again.

You understood it, really. 

Opera had been hired as a security devil, and part of that job description included taking care of all the household duties, so their masters could focus. It was considered quite the insult, Sullivan had explained, to even so much as imply that they weren't up to standards. Which probably explained why everything in the manner was suddenly sparkling, and a feast prepared the next time you had left your room, a mere ten minutes after the first time you made your request.

Plus, after all those years of taking care of both yourself and then Iruma, it was a rather nice break to leave everything to someone else's care. Even if it did leave you feeling a little...ennui. Especially since you had grown rather fond of one particular "chore" that often left you feeling very relaxed at the end. 

Baking. 

The systematic method of putting ingredients together, the scent of freshly baked goods wafting through your small home, the joy of seeing others smile as they indulged in your treats. It was cathartic and addicting. And with being stolen from your home and subsequently dropped into what was essentially demon royalty, you had been denied, multiple times, your favoured drug. 

This, obviously, would not do. 

Not if they expected you to stay sane, at least. 

Your opponent may be an undefeated demon who always seemed to just know things, but you wouldn't back down so easily. As a human, you have many biological ups at your disposal, the best ones for this circumstance being adaptability and patience.  You simply had to wait for Opera to let their guard down and leave the kitchen unguarded. 

Normally, such a task would be impossible. For a race considered vastly incautious, Opera didn't seem to know how to not be on guard, and with your asking for the usage of the kitchen, a number of times, has taken to keeping a particular eye on it. You couldn't seem to get within ten feet without them appearing and asking if you needed something.  

But that was fine because your patience won in the end. Mostly. 

With the summer holiday ending and after the whole Walter Park fiasco, Sullivan had decided to take Iruma shopping in town. This meant Opera would be tagging along for various reasons. It had been quite easy to beg off going as well. Claiming that you wanted away from crowded areas until school began again (you still hadn't forgiven Sullivan for the whole news debacle) and that you would just spend the time relaxing. 

Which was entirely true. You would just be relaxing in the kitchen rather than the library, as you implied. At first, you weren't certain you would be dragged along, what with Opera staring deep into your soul through your eyes. You were sure you had been caught before you had even begun.

 Instead, they simply blinked and inclined their head to you, stating they would leave a tray of tea and snacks in the library for you to partake in while you read, before turning on their heels. You watched Opera's retreating figure with a sense of triumph, your heart pounding with excitement. They had taken the bait, hook, line, and sinker. With a quiet and knowing smile, you watched carefully from your spot by the window until a carriage was driven by the familiar sight of the red-haired butler through the gates. You waited patiently for them to disappear from sight over the horizon before making your move.

Stepping into the spacious kitchen, you couldn't help but feel a rush of nostalgia. The polished marble countertops, the gleaming stainless steel appliances, and the array of utensils neatly arranged on the walls all whispered an invitation. It was as if the kitchen itself had missed you, even though you had never stepped foot into this particular one before.

Your gaze landed on the pristine oven, and your fingers itched to create something delightful. You weren't about to let this golden opportunity go to waste. After all, you had a plan, and it involved baking.

Your first task was to gather the necessary ingredients. Fortunately, you had become well-acquainted with the cookbooks in Sullivan Manor's library during your stay. With a practised eye, you selected flour, sugar, eggs, and a few other essentials. You were a master at improvising, and you didn't need a recipe to create something delicious. Even if you should probably have started with one due to the differences between food in the two worlds.

As you began to mix the ingredients in a large bowl, you felt a sense of peace settle over you. Baking was your refuge, your solace. It was a way to express your love and care for others, even in a world as chaotic as the Netherworld. The scent of the ingredients blending together filled the kitchen, and you couldn't help but smile. It was a comforting aroma that made you feel at home, no matter where you were. You continued to work, your hands moving with practised precision as you shaped the dough and prepared it for baking. 

Just as you were about to put your creation in the oven, you heard a noise from the doorway. Startled, you turned to see Opera standing there, an accusatory expression on their face, despite it not changing at all.

"Ah, I should have expected to find you here," they said, voice calm and collected as ever.

You smiled sheepishly. "I just wanted to bake something. It's something I've always enjoyed, you know, and you guard this kitchen so well, which I understand really! It's your domain as a security devil, but baking has always been my safe place. My thing to help me relax and not go crazy. It's why I kept trying to sneak in here."

Opera regarded you with an unreadable look, slowly blinking large eyes at you as you rambled on. "Baking?"

You nodded, your determination unwavering. "Yes, baking! I love the methodical process of mixing things together and the smells of pastries cooking. I promise I won't make a mess. You can stay and watch if you'd like. Maybe I can even convince you to try a slice of my pie when it's done."

Opera hesitated for a moment, their head tilting sideways slightly, ears twitching a little in what you presumed was interest. "Well, since you've gone through all this trouble, I suppose I can spare a few minutes to watch. But I'll be keeping a close eye on you."

You grinned, feeling a sense of victory. "Deal."

As you worked together to prepare the cake, you found that Opera was, unsurprisingly, rather helpful. Always offering suggestions on what ingredients go best together and even lending a hand when needed — the biting cherries bag was surprisingly heavy. The tension between you slowly melted away, and before you knew it, you were chatting and laughing as if you had known each other for much longer.

As the pie baked in the oven, you both sat down at the kitchen table, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. It was a pleasant surprise, and you couldn't help but be grateful for the unexpected turn of events. When the timer finally let out a sound that rather resembled a dying scream to you, the pie was finally ready. Carefully, you gripped a towel, pulled out the circular glass dish and gently placed it on a cooling rack Opera had set up for you. You sliced a generous portion for Opera, placing it on a plate and handing it to them with a smile. "Here, give it a try. I promise it's not poisonous." Though you couldn't say the same for anything Iruma might attempt in the future. 

Opera took a bite and their eyes widened in surprise. "This is... incredible. You really are quite the baker."

You beamed with pride, feeling a warmth in your chest, cutting a similar-sized piece for yourself. "I'm glad you like it."

As you both enjoyed the pie together, it became clear that this impromptu baking session had turned into something more. It was a moment of connection and understanding, and you couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, there could be more to your relationship with Opera than you had initially thought. As the afternoon sun streamed into the kitchen, and Opera left to pick up Sullivan and Iruma from town, you realized that sometimes, the best moments in life were the ones you never expected. 

In hindsight, you also realized you could have just told Opera why you wanted in here so badly, rather than resorting to practically breaking and entering. 

Alls well that ends well, though. 

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[thatgirlyourejected]

Yandere Opera x ex girlfriend reader. Prompt 2

You live like this? Clearly you need me to take care of you.

Trigger warning, smoking, depressing themes, yandere themes, abuse, homelessness, kissing, bondage, mentions of sex.

You lazily took a drag from your cigarette, inhaling the bitter tobacco; let it fill your lungs, infesting them, tainting them. With a puff a ring of rose, releasing the addictive substance into bitter morning air. You rest your upper body against your veranda, a small consolation attached to your otherwise decrepit apartment.

Things hadn’t been going smooth for you, your bloodline magic weaker compared to the rest of your siblings; not a good thing considering how traditional your family was, “only the strong survive.” You could hear your mothers voice echo with the taunts of your siblings. They were merciful enough to kick you out after graduation, rather than follow up on the promise of killing you. Things spiraled from there, with no friends or support so to speak, it was hard finding shelter, with little to no money there was a bit of time you were on the streets. Sneers of disgust at your grimy appearance we’re plentiful. Finding a job was equally as challenging, and you weren’t about to prostitute yourself, you still had your pride as a demon. So you scrounged, clawed, fought… and finally you found where you fit; a small time job working at an ice cream stand at an amusement park, newly hiring employees after it was demolished by a freak accident. It was small change but it was enough to live.

If you had to say anyone would’ve been on your side, it would be your ex Opera… well not really, you were just childhood sweethearts, things changed and you lost contact with him. What can you say that’s life, demons come and go.

You sigh heavily, flicking you cigarette. The past month had been odd, ever since you settled in to your apartment you couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes on you. Thing moved, or disappeared all together; you tried writing it off as being forgetful, or just because of how messy the apartment was, but it was hard with how frequent it’s becoming.

The apartment was one room, you had a small cot, at the center, the kitchen consisted of a small folding table, a microwave, and a mini fridge, the bathroom was hidden by a curtain, leaving little privacy. Most of your thing were strew about in no particular order, seeing as you had nowhere to store them, clothing was folded next to the cot, under the cot was your essentials, laundry was piled high next to the toilet, the kitchen was filled with boxes of dried food, cutlery and dished stacked under the sink counter. With how mall the room was it left barely a path to leave.

Too deep in your thoughts you were startled feeling arms wrapping around your waist, kisses were planted on you neck, with a familiar purr. “Opera?” You recognized his scent, his purr. “You live like this?” He murmured. I hummed, “not much of a choice.” His arms tightened, “clearly you need me to take care of you.” He growled. I shook him off, “what do you mean? I’m doing the best I can?” I whispered, avoiding his piercing gaze. “Marry me.” It wasn’t a question.

You wished things hadn’t been so rushed, you wished you never agreed, but a part of you loved him and hated him. He was never around, and your resentment grew. You tried to leave, but every time ended with punishment that left you delirious with pleasure, sometimes you were left chained to the bed for days. If only you hadn’t be so desperate for a happy ending.

[sleptrn]

Opera x fem!Reader (Fluff)

-tired opera, sleep deprived opera, comfort, caretaking, gentle kisses, comfort kisses, gentle words, cheesy lines, hand holding, back hugs, admiration, basically fluff on top of fluff.

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enjoy :)

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It was a boring, uneventful day. Opera was sitting by the couch as usual, sipping on his cup of Hell's Grey Tea after a long day of tolerating and managing that tiring, god-forsaken principal. He clearly didn't get any sleep last night, it's quite obvious after seeing how concentrated his dark circles look.

He looks exhausted and miserable, yet he still assures anyone who checks in on him that he is fine. He assured them that he doesn't have the need to nor the time to sleep, and that he's perfectly alright. Well, that's certainly a lie... but he doesn't want anyone to worry about him.

He slowly takes a sip of his tea, attempting to suppress his fatigue with some caffeine.

'Ring! Ring!'

He slightly flinches at the sound of his phone.

"Ah.." He sighed as he placed his teacup down gently and reached out for his phone.

Seriously... What exactly does Sullivan-Sama want from me n-

Oh.

Opera stared at the screen blankly.

He blinked once, then twice. At this point he was so tired that he had to narrow his eyes to make sure he wasn't daydreaming...

Then, it finally clicked to him.

Indeed, it wasn't Sullivan calling Opera, it was ( y/n). Opera's beloved. Opera's one and only.

His ears perked up slightly at the thought of talking to (y/n). Without any hesitation, Opera picked up the call.

"Hello?" (y/n)'s gentle voice echos from his phone.

"Hello (y/n)..." Opera pressed the phone against his ear softly.

"Opera...Hey. How are you?" she asked, concerned.

"I'm doing well.." he replied.

"Are you sure? You sound tired."

"I'm fine."

"Opera, be honest with me...." (y/n) sighed.

"...I'm actually fine though." he tried to reassure.

"You don't sound fine... Did you overwork yourself again? Did you pull an all nighter? Did you even get any sleep? Oh god, please don't tell me you're currently only running on caffeine..."

Opera remained silent, unsure of what to say as everything she just said was true. And though he doesn't want to worry her, he doesn't want to lie to her either.

"...sigh. I knew it. You're back at the mansion, right? Stay, I'll be right there."

(y/n) hanged up the call almost immediately.

What?

Opera just sat on the couch, stunned.

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A few minutes later, (y/n) arrived at the mansion. She welcomes herself into the huge building, already knowing where every door or hallway leads to as she swings by there often to visit Opera.

Since she frequents the mansion so often, everyone knows who she is. Thus, she really didn't have any sort of trouble reaching Opera.

(y/n) swinged open the living room door and locked eyes with a tired Opera.

God, he looks awful.

Not in a bad way.

In a 'he looks like he hasn't slept in weeks' way. Though, that is also quite bad.

"Oh my god, Opera..." She sighed.

Opera smiles slightly, exposing his heavy eyebags. His ears are no longer perked up and he's still holding onto his cup of tea.

"Hey, love." He smiles.

He then slowly turns around and places down his teacup. Ready to form a facade to convince (y/n) that he's fine.

But before he could turn back to face her again, (y/n) quickly ran up to him and wrapped her arms around him from behind.

Opera froze.

"...(y/n)?" He asked in confusion.

"Opera, you have to stop pushing yourself so hard like this.." She sighed, nuzzling her face into his back.

He slightly chuckles. "Don't worry about me, this is normal for someone working under a demon like Sullivan." He smiled slightly.

"I know. I know that. I know you're used to it... And I know it's normal. But that's no excuse to neglect your body and your health. Please, at least take this one day off and rest?" (y/n) tightens her grip around him pleadingly.

Opera stays silent for a moment, then sighs. "....Alright then. I'll take a day off to rest."

He turns around and gently held her hands in his.

"You know..." He rubs small circles around her palms, massaging them affectionately.

"I don't usually take a day off to rest... Well, I don't usually take a day off to do anything, really. But, I've already promised myself that if I were to ever take a day off, I'd spend it with you..." He says softly, slightly flustered.

(y/n) blinks in confusion. Huh?

"Why would you want to spend it with me?"

"Because, well.. when you think of day offs, you think of relaxation, fun and spending time with a person you love and cherish dearly... Believe it or not, you fit all those categories for me. Your mere presence helps me relax... I have fun doing anything as long as I do it with you... And you're a person I love and cherish dearly... So..." He looks away shyly.

After hearing Opera's sweet words, (y/n) gets slightly flustered and can't help but smile brightly. She held his hands in her own and interlocked their fingers affectionately.

Opera smiles and flushes a little before giving in to the gesture.

He has a tendency to give in to whatever (y/n) asks of him. How can he not? She's his one precious love, after all.

He bends down slightly before bringing up their interlocked fingers and planting a gentle kiss onto (y/n)'s hand.

He then smiles and proceeds to pull (y/n) closer, so close that she can feel his breath hitch.

He first plants a gentle kiss to her forehead, then the tip of her nose. Then, he slowly makes his way to her jawline...

(y/n) chuckled as he pulled away. He silently admired the beautiful gem in front of him as she gently caressed his face.

They both stared at each other longingly for a while. Admiring one another and feeling their love for each other grow by each passing second.

No longer holding back, Opera placed a hand on her waist and pulled her in for a nice, slow kiss.

It was a very gentle yet passionate kiss. They weren't rushing, they weren't trying to gobble each other up lustfully...

They were just expressing their love for one another and embracing each other lovingly. Holding onto each other as if they might never see each other again if they let go. As if there won't be a tomorrow.

Clearly, they are both going to see each other again tomorrow. They're just hopeless, clingy romantics.

But by doing such affectionate things with the one person he loves most, and by having (y/n) care for him.... Opera already feels his fatigue slowly fading.

As long as I have (y/n), I feel like I can get through anything...

I love her so much.

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-The end 🤠 -

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OKAY IM AWARE MY ENGLISH ISNT THE BEST ESPECIALLY HOW I KEPT SWITCHING FROM PAST TENSE AND PRESENT TENSE BUT HEY WE GOT RHE FLUFF AND THATS ALL THAT MATTERS...

hope you enjoyed this!! Sorry for any grammar mistakes I'm currently half asleep and do not have the energy to proofread🥲

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caution! there may be manga spoilers under the cut!

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍

This was his first Valentine's with you as his sweetheart, to say he was excited was an understatement. He had been preparing for this since Christmas passed, he wanted to make the most of the day, and most importantly, make sure you enjoyed it.

But little did he know that you had caught wind of his plans, especially with all the questions he had been posing you.

But you played along, you couldn't bear for him to be disappointed, and he was just too adorable.

He took you to Walter Park for the first half of the day, paying for all of the expenses. When the sun was at it's peak and the heat was insufferable, he took you to a park for a picnic lunch. He made lunch for the both of you, a simple veggie dish and rice.

After Lunch, he took you shopping, but you watched him excitedly dart around, looking at all the snacks and magical tools around.

Even though it wasn't a surprise, you were happy that he planned all this to spend time with you. You could never forget how widely he smiled after you told him about how much you enjoyed the day, it made you fall in love with him all over again.

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐘𝐎

Chiyo had many demands of her time, and knew that Valentine's day would be no different. She promised you she would take leave from her work when the 14th rolled around, but sad to say that promise was never fulfilled.

You weren't the only one upset when you returned to your room, expecting to see her, only to see a gift wrapped present with a letter of apology beside it. Chiyo too was frustrated that she was suddenly summoned away- away from you.

11pm rolled around, and she had shown no sign of returning. The day was almost over, and your girlfriend hadn't appeared.

The clock hit 12am, and you decided to retire, but you heard the unlocking and locking of the door, followed by a set of quickened footsteps as Chiyo approached your bedroom. She got on her knees, apologizing profusely to you.

Could you forgive her? The look of relief she had when you hugged her, admitting that you couldn't be mad, and it was best you two retired for the night.

Oh well, there's always tomorrow.

𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐌𝐔𝐑

You sat alone in your shared room, silently seething at your boyfriend. Of course he scored tickets for a DeviDol concert that just so happened to be on Valentine's Day, right? But there was no use being angry.

You threw yourself onto the bed, glaring at the DeviDol poster on the wall. Was it wrong to want your boyfriend all to yourself just for one day?

You opened your phone, the vines of envy wrapping itself around your heart and twisting. Everyone was offline, probably spending time with their lovers.

Just as you were about to put your phone away and cry yourself to sleep, you received a text from Murmur. Did the concert end early? Did he drink himself into oblivion and need you to pick him up again?

It was neither. All he had asked you to do was to come to a fancy restaurant in an hour, and you suddenly started to question. You dressed up, and left the house, going to the restaurant. You couldn't help but wonder, the restaurant in question was a super popular one for higher ranking demons, and it was almost impossible to get a reservation there.

You arrived, and was guided in by a waiter, to a table where your boyfriend was awkwardly waiting, folding his napkin into complex oragami.

When you sat down, he couldn't help but flash a smile, and you instantly knew that he had planned this all along, and the DeviDol concert was just a convenient cover-up.

𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐈

Dali was mysterious, that was for sure. You could never tell was he was thinking or feeling under the masks of laughs and smiling. One thing for sure was that he dedicated himself to teaching, not overlooking any mistake.

So you weren't surprised when you went looking for him on Valentine's, you found him in his office marking his students most recent essays.

You watched him for a while, wondering if you should approach him or walk away, and spend your Valentine's alone. But before you could make your decision, you heard him call your name.

He's almost hurt from the fact you thought he would forget to spend time with his girlfriend on Valentine's. He asked you to come to a certain location in a few hours. The ballroom where Devilams are usually held. That's odd, as far as you were concerned there was no Devilam happening today-

You and Dali were in an empty ballroom. Your bodies swaying effortlessly to the music playing in your heads. You and him both dressed as if you were royalty from fairy tales.

Then you knew, that he was the one for you.

𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐎

You sat alone in your lovers home, giving Kalego's beloved cacti their monthly drown- watering..

He was busy, all he always was.. today being no different. You wouldn't be surprised if he forgot that today was Valentine's, or if his clan didn't celebrate the holiday. But right now he was with his 'beloved' Misfits, and it made you smile knowing that Kalego was finally getting along with his class instead of scaring them off like he used to.

A notification drew your attention to your phone, it was from Kalego. Well- from Kalego's number, the message was obviously written by one of his students. You smiled as you got ready to leave, heading over to the Royal One.

You didn't expect to see your lover tied up in pink lacy ribbon with a scowl as the rest of the class wished you Happy Valentine's, claiming to have caught your 'escaped fiance'.

Sure Kalego didn't like this idea, but it was all worth it seeing the smile on your face as you laughed, thanking his moronic students.

𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐌

He devoted today to you, clearing out his schedule by completing all his work early. He requested to take off, and given the fact he rarely does so, Dali and Sullivan both gave their 666s.

He would gather a bouquet of rare, but beautiful flowers for you. And if you should request for him to keep them alive so that you could admire their beauty for longer, he would gladly do so, even teaching you how to raise them to reach their peak beauty.

You two preferred a more quiet Valentine's, enjoying spending time with each other in your shared home over going out. You would complain about your work, while braiding his hair as he listened, making small comments, and occasionally even taking your 'enemies' side.

The day would end with a dinner the two of you would cook together, even though Balam's hands looked way too big to hold the average demon-sized pan..

Afterwards you would cuddle in bed, with you stroking his scarred jaw, and pretty much using him as your personal mattress.

𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐀

You wouldn't see Opera till mid-day that's for sure. They were too busy serving the Sullivan household to see you before. And you respected that.

At least, that was what you thought.

You woke up, and Opera was in your house. You didn't even question how they had gotten in, and you couldn't bring yourself to be mad when the smell of your favorite pancakes wafted through the air. Not only that, your whole house was much tidier than you remembered, and your laundry was dry and folded.

Opera was all about servicing you, showing you how much you meant to them. Even if you two were not bound by a Security Devil-Master relationship, they would still serve you.

You got up, walking to where your lover was, wrapping your arms around their waist, not missing how you could feel their tail swishing from side to side happily by your legs.

𝐈𝐏𝐎𝐒

You looked at your clock, eagerly anticipating your boyfriend's arrival. He had work that day, but promised he would come to you after he could leave.

Excitement dissolved into worry when you realized it was now raining- and very hard at that. You checked your phone, expecting a text saying that he couldn't visit due to the weather, but instead of that, all you saw was the message he last sent which was early that morning.

A thump at your door alerted you, and you rushed to open it. There, you were greeted with a soaking wet Ipos, who was folding his wings in.You immediately ushered him in, dragging him to your bathroom and making him sit there as you went to get his spare clothes that he kept at your place.

As he changed, you couldn't help but notice a soaking wet paper bag at the door. You opened it, seeing a heart shaped box of chocolate, your favorite, but sadly misshapen and soaked due to the rain.

Oh well, it's the thought that counts, right? In the end, you got to cuddle with your boyfriend while eating chocolate, knowing that you'll have to take care of a him the next day, given the amount he was sneezing.

𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐎

Your boyfriend was eagerly rambling on and on about this new student of his, complaining about how the system ranked him so lowly, and eagerly making 'what-if' plans to train him.

You were tired of this man's bullshit, sure it was cute the first few times he did it, but he's been doing this for months now, and in the midst of that, he had probably forgotten Valentine's Day. 

You watched him as he cooked, being there to make sure he didn’t burn the kitchen, or the food down. Honestly you couldn’t be mad at him, his flaming tail flicking around as he continued to ramble while talking to you. After some time your food was ready, and Eito gave it to you. It was a stack of heart shaped pancakes, heart shaped fruits and berries with demon syrup. Your favorite breakfast.

You felt a warmth in your cheeks as Eito pressed a kiss to your forehead, whispering a ‘Happy Valentines’ and going to get ready for school.

You really couldn’t stay mad at him.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐁𝐀𝐒

Marbas was a simple person, really. From his appearance to his personality. So you weren’t surprised when you found a bouquet of flowers and a small box of chocolate on your table. Though they were stereotypical Valentine's gifts, you found it sweet.

However, something you didn’t expect to see was how later on in the day, when you joined him in the tools room to help him clean his equipment. You didn’t expect the large dark red heart on the wall, drawn with something that was already drying… was it fresh?

Not only on the wall, but almost all the equipment had them too. You cleaned them all off, thankful for the cleaning products you had invested in. Marbas wasn’t anywhere to be seen, you were silently hoping he wasn't drawing more hearts at home..

You couldn’t even begin to explain how relieved you were when you saw Marbas holding a red can of paint just as you were finishing up with the cleaning.

But you realized that the red colour wasn’t matching.

He only smiled at you when questioned..

….it was paint… right?

𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐒

He woke up beside you, checking his clock. His video game console was on the floor, he obviously slept late because he was playing games. He got up, getting ready for school, canceling the previous day off the calendar. Just as he was about to walk away, he froze, running back to the calendar.

It was Valentine’s Day.

He forgot.

He didn’t have time to prepare a surprise for you right now, as he watched you slowly wake up. His best bet was to use his luck and make something for you later. But for now, he’ll pretend that he actually did something.

He winked and saluted you with two fingers, promising to see you later.

That night he was walking with you, holding flowers that he coincidentally found on the way to school. How lucky, am I right?

At the end of the walk, you just laughed, and from that, Orias already knew he had been caught. Oh well, luck can only go so far, and he laughed with you as well.

But he knew for a fact as you kissed his cheek, that he was pretty damn lucky to have you, and it wasn’t even with his ability.

𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐊𝐈

Right, today was the day. You had a whole day planned out for the two of you. You looked at the itinerary that you had made for that day, only to receive a message from Momonoki to meet you at a breakfast place. Well, that wasn’t the same place you had planned for the two of you to go, but it’s fine!

When you got there, the two of you sat down, and ordered. You decided to tell her about your plan for that day as you waited for the food.

But to yours, and her, surprise, you both started to talk right after the waiter left. Then there was a small bit of bickering as you two argued on who should go first.

Eventually you two decided that you should go first, and you took out the plan, explaining it to her. You looked up only to see her shocked. You started to wonder if there was something wrong.

She pulled out a paper, similar to yours. Both of you had planned the whole day, but separately.

You two laughed about it, making an itinerary together that was a mashup of the two. 

Both of you knew you would do anything to see the other smile.

[svefs]

Fuck you boss

TW!: FLUFF GALORE, this is cheesy asff, mention of drugs and cursing, best head pats in the world, domestic fluff, morning losers, it's 3am and I have physical education first thing in the morning

Summary:As the sun rises in Netherworld, you get up to get ready for work only to get a clingy lover on his day-off wanting you to stay with him.

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Good morning Netherlands!~ I got a feeling that it's gonna be a wonderful day. But fr though, it was a great way to start your morning.

As your alarm which you nicknamed 'Bobby Minaj' cause of its stupid, annoying ass screeching, went off and the sun leaking through the curtains. You couldn't stand it anymore, it's basically impossible to sleep like this, like bffr who could.

The only thing keeping you from breaking the stupid alarm is the cat cuddling you. Opera took a paid leave for a few days just to spend time with you. Plot twist, you still gotta go to work cause your bitch-ass boss doesn't want you on leave. As your husband snuggles closer into you, you squealed inside your mind. If I can't handle the cuteness overload you can't either so deal with it.

"Y/N...?"Opera said in a soft yet groggy voice. So you hummed in reply.

"Do you have the leave already?"they asked basically pouting with their ears pointing downwards. Their tail wrapping around your leg as if he's going to cry if you leave them. I'm gonna die of cuteness overload. God have mercy on you, cause you feel like you were on drugs. Wait no you're on cloud nine.

At this point you were already holding back your squeal the best you can. Opera seemed to notice this and took the opportunity to start teasing you. Fuck.

"Can you please stay just a bit longer," they said basically forcing their ears downwards at this point. Too bad for them you were used to this cute attack, and their wagging tail have him away.

"Sorry my sweet kitty but no <3"you said smugly as you got up from the bed to get ready for the morning. No way you were gonna get scolded by your boss and have your pay halved, nope money comes first. You definitely cringed at that nickname. You never wanted to say shit like that again or you'd rather die of overdose but their shocked face made in worth the wasted dignity.

"But-"

"Not today, I'm not having my salary halved again, sorry!"

Time skip ( omg my first time skip )

Work was more stressful than usual today. You genuinely thought of quitting but you preserve. You have no idea how much patience I have. As you opened the door, you saw your cute husband preparing dinner for you in a pink girly apron. I'm gonna laugh. Initially was your first thought.

You were just to tired to laugh right now, so you just sat on the sofa and sighed exhaustingly cause Opera to look at you in concern.

"Darling?,"they asked making your heart flutter as they mad their way to the couch and sat right next to you.

"Sorry Opera, work was just really stressful and I almost wanted to quit"

"You can always quit if you wanted to," they said calmly making you look at them appalled, shocked, speechless, in disbelief and many other reactions which you couldn't process.

"What, you gotta be joking"

"I'm serious right now"

"I can't just make you be a breadwinner and do all the work while I just sit there and do nothing!"

"If it's for you, I will do anything," was the last sentence they said before leaving to set up to the dinner table.

"You know I love you right Opera?"

"Not as much as I love you"

You definitely will spoil them with cuddles tonight.

[misschimotosuwa-blog]

Falling for Your Help

Genre: angst/fluff with a pinch of lime? (Bruh, idk lol)

Characters: Opera x Reader (fem)

T/W: things get a little spicy for a moment 😂😅

A/N: man, idk, started obsessing over Opera the other day and had to write something, the only way I could make this work in my mind was to make this an AU where Opera is NOT Sullivan's butler/servant -- he's YOURS mwahahahaha 😈😂😅

We can't go back now Mistress

You are the daughter of a prestigious demon family with wealth to spare

You live by your lonesome in one of the biggest mansions in the Netherworld

Due to the fact you live alone and have so much wealth, you have decided to hire help — Opera — A Demon of high skill and mana — no less than perfect for the job

You’ve employed Opera for quite some time now and have grown closer each day — some might say — a little too close

Yes, you have fallen head over heels for your help.  What is a Demon to do?

You finished up with your errands for the day, and entered your carriage to return back home.  

You sighed as you watched a demon couple hold hands on the street.  “I wish I had that” you thought to yourself.

The carriage stopped in front of a large gate.  A servant opened your door. 

You exited and headed towards the mansion doors.

"Welcome home Mistress, did you enjoy your errands?” Opera took off your coat.  “They were fine…” you exhaled and looked down.  “You seem fatigued, Madam.  If this be the case, I’ll draw the bath for you”.  You sat down at the table and waved him off “yes, yes, that would be lovely”.  You sighed and rested your upper body on the table in front of you. (What’s with me today?  I just can’t seem to smile or find peace of mind).

Moments passed

Opera entered the room “Madam, your bath is ready”.  Your head shot up from the table and you began to turn red “uh.. yes!  Thank you!”  You got up and walked awkwardly, almost stumbling towards the bathroom.  You made a misstep and began to fall, you closed your eyes and braced what was to come, but instead you were caught in a warm embrace.  A wondrous aroma surrounded you and you began to sink into whatever this was surrounding you.  “Miss!  Mistress (Y/N)!!!”  You opened your eyes and turned your head.  You were met with the most beautiful burgundy/yellow eyes.  (Oh!)  “Opera?!”  Opera was holding you tight.  “What is going on with you Miss?  I am concerned.  Shall I brew us some Hell Grey Tea?  I don’t know if I can allow you to bathe in the state that you’re in, you may pass out and drown for who knows.”

You and Opera stared at each other.

And continued to stare.

(What am I doing?  What's going on with me?)

You sighed as you became slightly more aware of reality and focused more on the man in front of you.

(Wow… Opera… he… he looks so handsome… I could stay here forever….)

You weren't sure what came over you, but you decided to give into temptation and you reached forward to caress Opera's cheek.  

The room grew even more silent than before 

"......may I ask what you're doing, Madam?". 

You proceeded to stand up right and continued to submit to whatever your state of mind was.  

You wrapped your arms around Opera's neck and stared at him.  "... Have you been drinking today..?".  You began to play with Opera's silky red hair.  Opera sighed "Madam… I thought we agreed to keep this professional…".  You caressed Opera's hair and gently kissed his cheek, which made him close his eyes for a brief moment as he took a deep breath.  "Alright Madam, ahem, I mean" Opera leaned in to whisper in your ear as he caressed your cheek "(Y/N), you better be ready" 

Opera slowly backed you up against the wall.  He proceeded to gently kiss your neck as he caressed and squeezed your arm.  He then licked your earlobe as his hand traced down your arm leading to your hand and intertwined your fingers.  

Opera whispered "we can't go back now Mistress, are you sure about this?"

You met eyes "Opera… you know I love you… please allow this… if you can't be my attendant anymore, I don't care… I just want you…".  

Opera grabbed your leg, wrapped it around him and leaned down to whisper in your ear "... Then you can have me, Madam… all that you like.". 

Hearing this made butterflies swarm in your stomach and made your heart pound… your mind began to draw a blank as you leaned back into the wall.  Opera leaned in and began to kiss all over your face.  It tickled and you pushed him away.  For a brief second your eyes met… and Opera's - always stone cold expression - somehow… turned into… the cutest smile you'd ever seen!!!  

"OPERA!!!!". Your excitement to see this made you jump and hug Opera making you both fall to the ground.  You proceeded to kiss all over his adorable face.  "Oh, I love you even more now Opera, please be mine!". 

Opera's face softened "yes (Y/N), of course.  Always."

*deep breath*. WOW. THAT COULD'VE GOTTEN REAL DIRTY. But somehow I turned it cutesy in the end 😂😂 such is how my mind works?? 🤔🤷🏼‍♀️😅😂🤣

[luxthestrange]

WTDSIK Incorrect Quotes#48 Cookies

Y/n*creeping behind Opera to jumpscare them*Nyeheh...

Opera, loudly: I hope no one is about to attack me from behind because I'm thinking about making cookies and tea later~

Y/n pausing:...

Y/n*Hugs them from behind and gives them puppy eyes* ...what kind?

Opera*Smiles and pecks your cheek*Your favorite~

What are ya fav cookies?

[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

[gennabi]

Hiiii i didnt know wether ur request r open or not, if its not them im sorry and you can ignore this request. Can i request dating headcannons for Opera-san from Mairimashita!Iruma-kun? If you dont want to then its ok, you can ignore this request!

luv ur works! <3 remember to stay hydrated and eat 3 meals a day!

it's actually closed but this made my day, giggling just thinking abt it heh so here ya go 😚 awww thank you so much for loving them!! im honoured 😭🙆‍♂️ i will!! you too anon, please stay healthy n take care of urself <33

dating headcanons

opera x reader (no prns) • 0.6k

romantic; fluff

[ self explanatory title , opera's a little soft bcs yes , cw cussing ]

m!ik masterlist | main masterlist

─does that thing where they would ask for the time you wake up and sleep just so they could text you good morning and good night 🥺

─opera's love language is acts of service bcs i say so

─they love to spoil you!!!

─from letting you sleep in for five more minutes to smtg like

─bathing you and washing your hair themselves when you come home tired, wordlessly massaging your shoulders as you doze off in the bathtub

─also a little mean teasing shit. the funny (or lowkey scary) thing is opera teases with a straight face. straight up spitting lies as if they're facts. if you're oblivious, goodluck figuring out if they're actually being serious or just teasing.

─"y/n, i've heard a rumour that if you don't kiss a certain red-haired butler, iruma is going to hate you and won't talk to you ever again."

"that's not true, he would never do such a thing─"

"you're saying i'm lying when i literally spend day and night in the same castle with him? wow, y/n, i expected better from you."

─they did get their kiss in the end so it all works out i guess ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

─also the type to play around with hair if you have them. you'll do cute and weird hairstyles on each other during sleepovers awww omg imagine opera w the cat ears hairstyle hfffffjjf

─speaking of sleepovers, would definitely be into face masks n shit but only views them as a "privilege/sleepover thing" if that makes sense

─mostly the big spoon but that's because they like to come in bed later than you, checking buttler stuffs for next morning yk, but if they're having an off day tomorrow, would definitely ask to be the little spoon and your heart just squeezes when their ears do that happy flap 🥺😭😭

─your dates are either staying in or some low-tension stuffs like picnics or having a walk through the streets at night kind of thing, they just like to hang around with you and listen to you talk and ramble :') <33

─loves it when you give them a headpat, like one where you do to actual cats

─they just grab your hand n brings it to their head and you ruffle. the first time iruma and sullivan saw it, they dropped their knees to the ground bcs OPERA PURRED??@$$?&

─when you're having a bad day, opera's ears are down all day :( they feel so bad when you feel bad, what's this. their sweetheart not feeling good? oh no :(

─go to extreme lengths to make you feel better (as u fucking deserve yeah!)

─mf bought a new comforter just so you can lie down comfortably in bed bless sullivan's debit card amen 🙏

─doesn't let you move at all like you wanna go to the kitchen? no need to worry. opera will bring the kitchen to you instead 🫡 *not sure if it'll show but its supposed to be the salute emoji

─spoon feeds you :( <3 and yk the thg they do when they sing a lullaby and pat iruma's body to sleep? yeah, they do that shit too. except they're lying beside you because what if a certain bald demon decides to disturb you in your sleep by being loud? no way they're letting that happen🤕

─also LOVES giving you nicknames 💔💔💔 more so the slightly corny ones lmao

─the thing is they do it so smoothly and with their blank signature face even you didn't notice it the first time.

─"do you prefer something light or heavy for tomorrow’s breakfast, lovebug?"

"_ would be nice─ wait what"

─opera's fav place to kiss is your fingers sighs just imagine you talking to them as they play with your fingers and hum as they give each a delicate peck. also has a habit of kissing the inside of ur hands when u cup their cheeks WAHHH 😭😭💗

okay that's it im going to stop here before i go insane and cry more bcs opera's not real </3

[0whyyou-stillalive0]

Big sibling

Big sibling!opera x reader

Hi! Its my first time posting like this, hope you like it

English isn't my first language,

I imagine them as a reliable siblings when they grow old and a little shit sweet when there younger -like one time when you guys are younger, you were playing on the mountain just having fun, and then they push you out of nowhere and your just stare at him and watch them glare at you and walks away And when you guys got older you ask him why they did that Y/n: opera Opera: hum Y/n: when we were younger, why did you push me down the mountain? Opera: oh that Opera: its probably because you were having too much fun Key word probably -they're sometimes not honest with you Like seriously -Endless teasing, they won't stop teasing you, speak of which you guys -Would definitely team up just to tease kalego its fun to tease him -Will definitely fight you with random shit -Would definitely tell you random facts that are neither true or not just to scare you you something believe them like seriously

andddd that's all

Here's my art work of them, when there older hope you like it

Im open draw other characters feel free to dm me

[Open for commission]

[meabh-mcinness]

A Holiday Treat 18+

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.