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anonymouslosersworld · 3 months

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continuing the bloodline

Prompt; Mc is the last of Solomon's bloodline wouldn't a half-demon baby be cute especially if it was with a certain king. (Mc's Depravity just wants to see a specific view after all they offered once.)

Summary: Mc just wants to breed and knock up some very pretty demons.

Genre: smut (m)

Fandom: what in hell is bad

Characters; 2 out 4 Kings of hell Satan and Mammon

Warnings : Dom Mc, creampies, overstimulation, voyeurism, sub! character, m-preg just normal mc horny stuff.

Intro: Satan/Sitri/Ppyong, once told Mc that demons can't have kids on their own, for demons to have kids they would have to go to Lilith and ask for her help due to complications. But many demons just go to Earth and fuck humans because it's more compatible/easier. (this is in-game when they talk about Lilith and her role in demon society a little.)

So Mc, the last of her line looks into this topic (for research purposes, obviously) and finds out it's the demon that gets knocked up no matter the gender. Now Mc can't get the image of their favorite demon knocked up. (Not canon info)

Satan (666 words)

He understands he offered it when he got affected by the angel's blood, but he didn't think you would take him up on it. But ever since he presented the idea, you kind of took it with you. You didn't take the suggestion right away, but you had a certain look about you every time you saw Satan. You basically eye-fucked him almost all the time, but your eyes would linger around his stomach.

At first, he thought you were just fantasizing about his dick or basically just salivating over his abs. But then the touching started, and he could only describe it as oddly comforting but a little confused.

Before, during, and after you guys fucked, you would just rub his kiss marked-stomach. He was constantly asked if he had any cravings or would be inspected to see if his nips were swollen. It wasn't until the angel attacks calmed down and things were finally settling down that your actions were doubled. You were just taking him everywhere. You would pull him away from events with nobles just to do him in a separate room, shoving your tongue down his throat when he spoke to Sitri, making him cum from playing with horns and groping his cock whenever you felt like it. You were insatiable, and Satan began to put things together...eventually.

His horns were like a faucet, leaking all over his body. His hands are tied up with a makeshift tie on his headboard using his own shirt. His pink overall was shoved off of him.

His face was hot. His brain was foggy, and his eyes rolled back.

"so pretty~" He finally hears for a long while.

Your tongue takes a good, long lick of the cream that fell on his nipple from his horns. Satan's body shakes as he breathes heavily through his nose. Your body leaned over his as you continued to lick the devil's essence off his chest; after all, you need it to live.

Satan looks at you, dazed, as you sit back on his cock. He watches as you cheekily smile at him when you finally finish swallowing all of his cum.

"I'm going to make you a daddy, Satan~" You leaned back down to whisper into his ear.

"f-fuck!" The warmth wrapped around his cock was beginning to be too much, but your words made his cock burst. His thighs spread a little more. His cock practically throbbed while in you.

"You like that, baby?" You tease him as your hand presses on his stomach.

"You want a baby right here?" Satan lets out a shakey breath. '' You are the only one that I want to give my baby to." Your hands gripped the base of his horns yet again, and Satan's back arched.

Oh~" he could practically hear your smirk. "I didn't think they would get more sensitive."

Satan's head feels like it's going to explode. His mind is going a mile a minute as he keeps thinking of having a baby with you. Him being full and having a baby in him. His cock is deep inside you; he can feel your insides pulse around him. Satan feels your hips rocking, taking his cock back in and making his head dizzy. Was this why you kept fucking him over and over again? Was this why you kept his cock inside you long after you both came?

You were trying to make him pregnant.

"You'd look so beautiful with you full of me."

He whimpered in response. The tip of his cock had swollen up since you had basically promised him a baby.

He thought of his stomach swelling with your love.

a baby

"F~uugh!" Your lips bit into his neck. Your teeth are breaking his skin, and your tongue is soothing and lapping up after.

"I can't hear you, baby." Your lips moved from his neck to his ear. You take the liberty to nip the tip of his ear. "Go on, keep going."

"F-fuck a baby into me."

Mammon

You took one look at his massive tits and ass. He walks around hell in all kingdoms, claiming you are his master and claiming to be yours. Why wouldn't you think to breed the shit out of his fine ass?

He practically encourages you to be as greedy as possible and lets you touch him ALL over whenever. Something about this man makes you absolutely feral.

Maybe it's the off-the-shoulder, free-the-titties look that really did it for you. But for some reason, you loved seeing and feeling his gold-fingered claws dig into your skin or whatever was in his reach whenever the pleasure overwhelmed him.

The man's tits alone make you salivate at the mere sight, but when you mark them up with HICKIES, bites, scratches, and lick marks,.

It became the norm for Mammon to walk around Tartaros with all types of evidence on him. Mammon would walk with a spring in his step and a beam of pride whenever he even caught a reflection of the physical marks you left him in someone's eyeballs. All because you were staking your claim over him.

"I want everything," you repeated his favorite phrase to him. Both of your hands squeezed Mammon's tits as you had him underneath you. His body shivered, and his nips were swollen from you sucking them. You had taken orgasm after orgasm from him. His body was sensitive, and the remnants of chocolate on his abs clung to him. Your expert tongue had basically fucked his tits and stomach.

"It's all yours, master." The nail marks on your back stung, but you smiled at him as you took one of his fingers to your mouth. Your eyes reflected possessiveness, but your whole aura was bathed in lust. You would give Asmoudues a run for his money.

"I want all of you, Mammon." He whimpered as he felt you move against him again while the vibrator worked deeper inside him. Your ass looked amazing as you rode him. He loved the view of your ass as you rode him. You more than welcomed him to grope your ass as you gripped his thighs, leaving marks. He could feel your cum deep inside him from previous rounds.

"I-iingh, all yours; take everything. All that I am is yours."

"Have my treasure, Mammon." Your voice got a little deeper. " Let me fuck it into you. No one will have this treasure but you."

He can mostly see the back of your head but he could see a hint of a blush. He grounded his hips harder into you at the thought of you breeding him. He was already fucked out, but he couldn't help but want more. All the cum you shot him was safely kept inside him with a deep-tissue vibrator you had received as a gift from Beelzebub. The ultimate way of staking your claim over him

"y-yes, fuck yes!" he moaned loudly as he came " m-master, more" His face was red from blushing as he repeated what he said to you.

''let's make your wish a reality."

#what in hell is bad x reader #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad smut #sub whb satan #sub whb #whb mammon #whb satan #whb #whb mc #dom reader

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domreaderheadcannonscenarios · 3 months

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Do you have any headcanons for Foras maybe? I'm relying on Chapter 5 to give me more crumbs. He's just my favorite non-King, rose-haired sweetie with pretty opalescent horns. I just want to squish his face but also make him hot and bothered at the same time--

He’s my favorite subordinate!! He’s so cute and submissive! He’s so cute and HORN COLOR ON HIM IS SO STIMMY!! Like mans I’m sorry I’m going to lick your horns when I’m bored are stressed. Sorry I cant stop myself

God I cant wait to see him in the main story I’ve seen bits of him and he’s such a push over! He’s so sweet and adorable! 🥹

So I didn’t know if you wanted just nsft bc so I did that since it seemed you wanted that!

Foras

cw: objectifying, h*nging (consensually), horn play, edge play

Canon kink: Scopophilia: a paraphilia of watching, observing and objecting an individual (in most depictions woman)

He likes to be objectified, or do so to others, not dehumanizing but degrading, make him seem like an add on for your entertainment and he’s blushing and smiling

He does to a odd extent enjoy when you hang him if he’s been bad, he can hold his breath for a while but you never test it, he does enjoy it this way

He’s sensitive and he’s protective of his horns (since Leviathan threatened to break them off he’s still scared) but when he’s calm enough to let you touch them, he melts. They leak so much his jewelry might slip off if you don’t secure it in place

On note of the jewelry, he like it when you tug it to get his attention, it feels so good and he doesn’t mean to lose focus while you squeak but…it feels so good!

He might actually cry if you yell at him in the bedroom, he’s self conscious of his skills since he knows who you’ve slept with before him, including his own king. Yes it makes him jealous but the fact you seek him out too, he feels relived

He sometimes tries to hold out longer to compare since he thinks his stamina is bad and unless you tell him too he tries not to cum

Foras mainly whimpers, he doesn’t know what to say so he keeps himself as quiet as possible unless you give him permission to make noise

If he gets too flustered, (especially during edge//ing sessions) he uses his ability to go invisible to hide his tears and flustered face. Of course with your hand still on his dick you can just tease him until he’s ready to show himself again

#whb #what in hell is bad #whb foras #foras #Foras x reader #nsft #dom reader #sub Foras #sub whb #sub whb Foras #horn play #edge play

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cynnkk · 20 days

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mammon. oh mammon.

since he's competing w/ all the other devils for your attention, he decided to be owned by you, not the other way around.

He opened up and admitted that he fell in love with you at first sight. if you remember, you were resting on his chest when you woke up in the hospital and he spent all that time thinking about how wonderful, breathtaking and powerful you were and what it would feel like for you to own him, for him to belong TO you.

He would be solely and exclusively devoted to you and to your well-being. Mind you, he's not a low level demon: he's the king of Tartaros, the wealthiest kingdom in Hell and everything belongs to him but, as his master, everything will belong to you as well.

The whole thing is new to the both of you but he's resolute: he likes you "just because", not because you're solomon's descendant but because you are you.

You'll come around someday and love him like he loves you. He wants you to surrender to your greed, to take everything from him and he'll accept everything you have to offer: from lovely dates along the tartaros river to long fucking sessions on his throne, he would lap it all up, like the good sub he was always meant to be.

in a world where you are seen as somebody else's stand-in, he's the one asking you to recognise him.

You're his master after all, no one can replace you.

He's yours. you just have to accept it as a fact, because he's not letting you go.

#what in hell is bad #whb #whb mammon #mammon #dom! reader #dom reader #sub character #sub! character #I WANNA OWN HIM #master kink go brrrr #he's my favourite king so far i want to eat him up grrrr hopefully leviathan will understand #the “take me” was too much for him i want him BAD (respectfully)#yandere vibes if you squint #nay writes 📝

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monarchofthenight · 6 months

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Pairing: WBH Gabriel x GN!Reader

Warning: This work is exclusive for ages 18+ as it contains explicit content. This work is unedited and consist of grammatical errors and incorrect punctuation marks.

Note: Reader can either have a dick or a strap-on, depending on what you like.

Tags: Breeding, Overstimulation, Multiple Orgasm, Dacryphilia, Somnophilia, Cum eating, Ass eating, Marking, Blood.

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Gabriel is peacefully sleeping on his bed with his head laying down on the soft pillow along with his buttocks facing towards your face ready to be eaten by yours truly like you had been starved of food for years. Licking your lips in delight, you leaned towards the fresh food served in front of you--- sniffing it before diving in, to relish the delicious meal. Licking the sleeping seraph's tight hole, the other still remained unmoved and soundless despite your action but it only encouraged you to see how far you can go. Smirking, you began to knead Gabriel's plump ass with both of your hand while still licking the hole of the seraph with such hunger until the licking turned into sucking along with your hands starting to open the other's ass wide enough to allow access on all the skin in his ass. Moaning from the taste of your beloved seraphs ass you can't help but dive your tounge deep inside him still sucking on his hole like it's your lifeline.

Gabriel began to stir from his sleep from all your actions, occasionally letting out noises when you are hitting his prostrate yet he still remained asleep. What a heavy sleeper he is... suddenly, a thought arised within your mind 'is he just pretending to be asleep to satisfy you?' Smirking you began to pull away from his ass, licking all of the liquid from your mouth and his skin-- savoring every taste of it making you moan with his sweetness. "Aaaa~..." wet noises can be heard from your lips as you suck on your fingers hard enough to feel the tightness of your mouth. Chuckling, you began to pull out your fingers inside your mouth and rub the others hole smearing it with your saliva making his hole glisten like a jewel under the light, which only made your desire for them grow.

You started to insert your index finger inside his ass, biting your lips from the tightness and warmth of your seraphs drenched hole full with your saliva mixed with his own liquid within it. Squelching noises soon emerged from Gabriel's ass as you began to move your finger in a slow pace deep within him, teasingly rubbing the area near where his prostrate is located at but never directly touching it. You kept it up for a good minute, watching the seraphs reaction while you are fingering him.

His eyes were closed, and his lashes gently brushed against his cheeks. His lips were slightly parted, and he was softly breathing in and out in a steady manner but that all would change when you started to insert your second finger joining your wet index deep inside of him as you began to move faster making the squelching noise louder. The line that meets his eyebrows furrowed along with his breathing starting to quicken matching the movement in his chest that is rising up and down, his hands began to clutched the soft white blanket creating multiple rinkles on the perfectly flat fabric he is laying on, his eyelashes trembling slightly from your action--- all because of you that he is in this state. Really... this is such a pleasing sight that your eyes will never get tired of, adoring every second of him and this sight is only for your eyes to see.

"Wake up now, dear~" you leaned towards him, your warm breathe hitting the back of his ear. Now you are currently on top of him. His back is on your chest and his plump ass that your still playing with is right below yours. You could feel him tremble from your touches, your words, your gaze, even your existence alone is just enough for him to harden and released his building desire and pleasure. "...or I won't pound your pretty plump ass until your cock is drained dry." Licking his nape, you began to suck on it, leaving your own mark completely etched within his skin for the others to see who he belongs.

Soon, his eyelids began to open slowly, his disoriented silver eyes haze from the lust and pleasure he is experiencing, his pupils trembling once you stopped teasing his insides and finally decided to rub his prostrate making him let out a low shaky moan. You let out a smile as you noticed him 'woke' up from his deep sleep on the bed, you bit his ear and lick it for your satisfaction. "Good morning my dear Gabriel~" you greeted him, blowing his ear making his whole body tremble. Chuckling from his reaction, you decided to insert your third finger, his legs shaking from the new addition added inside of him stretching his walls wide so you can fit just right inside of him. The movements of your fingers began to move faster and faster to the point that liquids inside of him began to slip out of his hole, dripping on the now filthy blanket but both you and Gabriel couldn't care less about the mess you are creating, rather the only thing both of you are focusing is the pleasure which you are making and your beloved Gabriel is experiencing.

Loud moans and groans is now enveloping the room as well as the creaking of the bed as Gabriel started to moved his hips in accordance to the thrust of your fingers to chase his release. "Haa.. mnnha" were the only response that the other could give to you as he is overwhelmed by the waves of pleasures that is crashing down at him. Biting, sucking, and licking the skin on his back--- you continue to mark your territory, not leaving a skin untouched by your teeth and mouth. His pale skin is now covered with your saliva and red-ish bite marks like a blank canvas being filled up by colorful strokes except it is just one color with different shades. Some of it are stained with blood as you can't help but put a little bit of force in your bites to truly establish your brand on him.

Fingers suddenly being squeezed tightly by the warm flesh inside, Gabriel's legs shook as he spilled his cum on the bed. His eyes fluttering shut close as he relieved the pleasure of releasing. For sure, your seraph could feel you grinning on his skin as his knees collapsed while his chest and stomach came in contact with his own cum--- staining his pristine skin. Staring at him in that state, you can't help but lick your lips as he looks so appetizing that you just want to dig into his flesh but you decided not to as you have done enough marking. Now, it is the time to fully enjoy your meal~

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"Hic-- please, please, ple-- AA~" Silver eyes rolling back, Gabriel could only utter those words as you ruthlessly pounded into him non-stop as you smear his cum all over his chest and face as his tears falls down making you more aroused than before. His legs are wrapped around your waist that is moving continously while both of his hands are gripping tightly on the blanket to the point his knuckles are turning even whiter as he cums once again. This have been the fourth time he released and your fourth round with him without taking any rest between your sessions as you can't help but be tempted by the way your seraph looks so sinful--- crying, begging, shaking, and drooling as you ruin him over and over again. Tounge sticking out of his mouth, you leaned in and sucked it, fully consuming his mouth with yours as you overtook him with your control and dominance. Why would he even fight for control when you are his God? The God that he have been so desperate to be with for decades, the one who he only worship and glorified ever since he was created... there are many reasons why but it is impossible to list all of them down as Gabriel's life revolves around you.

You parted away from the kiss as you still are slamming deep inside of him making his whole body twitch and shake with every slam you made. Grinning, you let one of your hand that is holding down Gabriel's waist to hold him still on bed, scoop a portion of his own cum to bring it up to your mouth, licking and sucking it till there is nothing but your saliva and your seraph's sweat. Now--- your mouth is full of his cum as you leaned in for another kiss towards him, making him consume know how delicous he taste like. Tounges clashing against one another, you felt the vibration of Gabriel's moan inside your mouth as you started to move inside of him. This time, you grabbed both of his legs and pushed it open towards him making a V position.

With this new position, you found your way deeper inside of him--- completely burrowing yourself within his warm flesh that is squeezing you tightly. "I'm gonna breed you until you're full of me~" you said in a sing-song voice, panting with every thrust that you are giving him. Your hands started trailing down on his thigh, gripping it and giving it a slap causing for a bright red mark to appear on his milky thigh. Gabriel released a loud moan with what you said as his saliva trails down on his mouth, "mwant-- mnHp~ y-your chil-- Aaa!~" he stuttered, too drown out in pleasure to fully formulate a sentence.

Your eyes shine with delight at what he said, your movement becoming harder and slow--- grinding down his insides as his dick twitches again, signalling for another release. "You truly desire that?" your seraph nodded his head, staring at you with clear desperation and obssession showing in his silver eyes that is shining because of his tears. Upon seeing him confirm his answer you snapped your hips against his causing him to throw his head back on the bed as his back formed an arc. This time with the full intent to breed him, you breathe out and said:

"Get ready, my seraph, for I won't stop until our love has been consummated, no matter how much you plead with me."

#what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad x reader #whb gabriel #whb gabriel x reader #whb dom reader #whb sub gabriel #wihib x reader #wihib

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2af-afterdark · 9 months

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🦩anon asked for Leviathan and prompt 7 “Be a good boy/girl and swallow for me” along with some others but I saw my boy and decided to chew on him

Please keep in mind that the game is still not out, so when you ask for this you are asking for a bunch of random headcanons sort of put together.

Content: Dom!GN!MC (they/them) x Leviathan (whb), aphrodisiacs, mentioned humiliation, no actual sex

They throw themselves onto the sofa beside him, all of their weight pressing down on the the frame simultaneously as their butt digs into the seat cushion. They reach into their breast pocket and pull out something which they pass to him with a smile.

"Be a good boy and swallow this for me," they whisper into his ear.

Leviathan takes it as he reclines against the sofa that currently holds them. He stares at the dubious bubbling vial they've handed him, swirling with shades of pink and purple and reeking of magic. He can smell the stench of Abaddon wafting from whatever is inside, even contained securely by the small glass container.

"I refuse," he says as he tries to hand the vial back to them.

"Oh, Leviathan," they reach over only to pull the cork out of the vial and push his hand back toward him, "that wasn’t a request."

The overwhelming scent of lust, no longer held at bay by the seal, burns his nostrils and sends blood flowing straight to his crotch. It's pure and concentrated and definitely illegal (not that devils cared about legality in the same manner as humans) outside of any kingdom but Abaddon itself given that lust so powerful is barely distinguishable from madness.

The muscles in his face scrunch up in a mixture of disgust and concern for who would give them something so clearly dangerous, but the worry starts to fade and make way for his own desires as he feels their hand gliding over the bulge growing in his pants. He knows it's whatever is in the vial controlling his body, which is why -- if this is how potent it is by smell alone -- he tries to hand it to them yet again before it can invade his senses more than it already has.

"I have no interest in it."

Short and to the point. He was a king (even if he barely felt like one compared to the others and was always analyzing which aspects of them were better than him). It was only right he put his foot down every now and again, especially with a human.

That thin resolve of his vanishes in an instant, however, as they place their finger against the base of the horn nearest them and start rubbing circles around it.

"Liar," they tease. "I can tell you want to drink it," they softly squeeze his growing erection, "but you're afraid of what it will do to you. You're afraid that you'll humiliate yourself while under its influence. You're imagining all the worst possible scenarios in your head and wondering how you'll ever live them down. It's the uncertainty making you hesitate."

They trail their finger up the fine, sand-like texture of his horn, stroking between the junction where it splits in two and is most sensitive. His pants have gotten uncomfortably tight and he fears they will burst at the seam from how strongly he's straining against them.

"Allow me to alleviate your fears." Their voice has dropped as low as it will go and there is a sultry tinge to their words. "When you drink that, nothing will matter to you more than feeling good and I won't hesitate to abuse that power over you. Any filters or self-restraint you have will disappear. You'll humiliate yourself in ways you can't even imagine and I'll enjoy every moment of it almost as much as you will."

Leviathan bit the inside of his lip, a slurry of contradictory thoughts rushing through his mind but all of them based on his all-consuming jealousy at the unknown.

It was thoughts of fear and anxiety at potentially being seen in a vulnerable state by others. It was the way he wanted them to focus solely on him. It was how his stomach collapsed in on itself when he imagined people whispering behind his back that he was a degenerate or, worse, a prude. It was the fact that he was nowhere near being a king like the others if he let a human push him around. It was the way their voice made everything sound so tempting, despite his misgivings. It was the desire he had to do whatever it took to have their attention. It was the collapsing of his reason and judgment. It was every voice in his head screaming all at once in a cacophony of different desires, all as equally pressing as the last. It was knowing that if he held strong he would envy what could have been, what he could have gained. It was the opposite, knowing that if he gave in he would envy what he'd lost. It was envying the him from only seconds ago who didn't have to make such a choice. It was-

"Go on," they prompt yet again. "I promise you it's the best stuff in all of hell. After all, you deserve nothing but the best."

He tips the vial back into his open mouth like a shot.

Instantly, he feels every nerve inside of him firing simultaneously and his constrained cock twitches as he cum in his pants after two rapid orgasms -- one from the initialshock of the drink and a second from the embarrassment of knowing he'd just ruined his pants. His skin feels like it's boiling and his clothing is a nuisance at best. Any thoughts he may have still had melt and are quickly replaced by his hands wandering across his own body as they try to make him feel good -- a sisyphean task given that every part of him feels unyielding pleasure from even the lightest of touches, but is left uncomfortably wanting when not under the ministrations of his fingers.

The parts of him that feel the best, however, are where they lay their hands; his cock and his horn. He can already feel that he's going to cum again because, even through the fabric of his suit pants, their hand against his groin is pure ecstasy and the other rubbing his horn is euphoria he could never have imagined in his wildest fantasies.

They laugh; a light laugh that is somehow both irrevocably loving and deeply condescending. Whatever intent they have behind such a laugh is lost on him though as all of his reasoning has given way to whatever Abaddon's magic has done to him. He doesn't want to think or restrain himself. All he wants is to feel good, whatever that takes.

"Good boy," they finally praise as they tug at his horn to pull him into a kiss.

As they slip their tongue into his mouth, he can tell that he has cum again and it won't nearly be the last time for the evening.

#2af writes #what in hell is bad #whb #whb leviathan #whb mc #cw dom/sub dynamics #cw aphrodisiacs #cw humiliation

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jessamine-rose · 2 months

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So I finally found the time to read Chapter 5 + the Hades event of What in Hell is Bad? and AAHHH LEVIATHAN?!! God, his character is so interesting and I can’t wait to see more of him.

Idk I just find his personality and cold attitude towards MC quite refreshing. Not to mention that he has such a lovely voice and beautiful appearance…….aaahhh he’s so intriguing <3

AND LEVIATHAN’S H SCENE?? Let’s just say that my inner sadist was very happy with how it turned out. Honestly, we need more characters who are masochist + power bottom ψ(｀∇´)ψ

#jessamine rambles #spicy warning #mdni #i’ll be honest tho. i may be the only player who was relieved/ neutral about whb’s uncensored stuff being limited to the erolabs version #if only bc i rlly dislike looking at errr…..certain body parts in both 2d and irl. idk i’m more of the ‘let’s artfully cover this body part #with angles or a random item covering it.’ mayhaps it’s one of the little aspects of me being somewhere on the gray ace spectrum #but that’s a topic for another day skskk #re: leviathan’s attitude towards mc. i just find it delightfully realistic in the same way that twst handles mc’s relationship with the cas #i.e. the twst boys don’t fall head over heels for yuu nor become close to them #idk i used to play obey me! and got burnt out by how the focus on romance affected the story quality + how some characters were written #so maybe that’s why whb’s leviathan appealed to me. that and it simply makes for an interesting dynamic between him and mc #and i do hope that whb gives us more sub! or masochist! characters bc AHHHH WE NEED MORE #as an S. i was fcking delighted with leviathan’s scene #anyway that’s all from me re: whb xD

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pinkaditty · 7 months

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WHB Sitri Thirst

teehee guess who's back (at long last!!!!!)

summary: sitri needs to give you devil energy in Satan's absence. you are tired of him calling you Solomon. a/n: you would not BELIEVE how many days this took like what if i keeled over and died fr. ANYWAYS ANYWAYS part 3 of the pervert obey me thing is still in the works as well as a few other writing projects im working on. please be patient with me i swear i will deliver what the crowd wants!!!!!!!!!!!!

also any anons that have sent asks: I SEE THEM! I PROMISE! I WILL RESPOND!

cw: cardiophilia, smut, creampie, begging, sub!sitri, dom!reader, gn!reader (none of the reader's physical attributes are mentioned with a specific description), some fang action, mentions of blood, NOT PROOFREAD, and i think that's all! let me know if i missed anything in the comments, please!

Word count: ~3k

ONCE AGAIN AS USUAL MINORS DNI! I DO NOT WANT YOU INTERACTING WITH MY CONTENT THANKS!

By the time you'd returned to your lodging, Sitri was riddled with want and desire. Your face betrayed nothing, but you knew he could hear your heartbeat, beating a million times per minute as you attempted to unlock the door. The temptation to slow your pace to tease him was hard to resist, but you knew it would be useless when your heart gave away your every thought. Sitri is not a demon of many words, but you can hear his silent urging in his heavy breathing and twitching fingers against the leather of his harness.

Thump, thump, thump.

You can feel your heart beating in your neck as you carefully turn the knob to the door, pushing it open and stepping inside, holding it open for Sitri to follow. He wastes no time in stepping through the threshold, the click of his heels stopping short before he turns to watch you as you close the door. You take your time doing it, the thumping of your heart harmonizing with the creak of the door. Sitri only watches, but you can feel his gaze boring into the back of your neck as you prolong the creaking of the door until it finally reaches the end. You shut the door in tune with your heartbeat. Thump.

The newfound silence of the room is almost deafening. You only realize how dark it is when you notice nothing but moonlight pouring across your skin. It is cool and glowing, illuminating the room in white light. You turn to look at Sitri, and the moment your eyes meet his, he approaches you. His light blue hair flows as he moves, shining white in the light. His skin is ever so pale, only dotted by a blue pentagram on his neck and the soft pink of his lips, pointed downwards in a soft pout. His eyes shine with what you can only assume is lust. He reaches for you, sharp blue nails curling into your clothing and holding you in place before he swiftly buries his face in your chest, listening intently to your heartbeat.

Thump, thump, thump.

He presses his ear to your chest and sighs comfortably, gripping your body like a lifeline.

Thump, thump, thump.

"Solomon…" He whispers quietly into your chest, relaxing against you. "How I missed this sound." His lips brush lightly against your chest as he speaks, making you shiver.

You part your lips to correct him, remind him that you're not Solomon, but you don't bother after observing how peaceful he seemed, pressed against your chest. Despite him being so close, you could tell he was still antsy, his fingers tightening and loosening their grip on you, his thighs squeezing together and releasing, his breathing still heavy on your chest…

Careful to avoid his horn, you gather some of his hair and tug on it twice, gently pulling him away. He hesitantly, and rather reluctantly, moves away from your chest, his lips still in a soft pout. He looks at you questioningly, and you simply shake your head. "Come on, let's get comfortable at least." You tug him along to your bed, sitting on it, and motioning for him to sit next to you. Instead of doing that, however, he situates himself on your lap, facing you. He curls his arms around your waist and once again presses his ear to your chest, as though desperate to hear your heart again. He pulled you closer with his arms and pressed into you further with his ear, so much so that you ended up on your back with him pressed against you at every inch, listening to your heartbeat.

Thump, thump, thump.

You hear him whispering Solomon's name multiple times, like a prayer, savoring the way it sounded on his tongue. You were not Solomon. But you could tolerate it… for now.

He just couldn't seem to get enough. He continued to press his ear into your chest, as though he needed to hear every single contraction, like he needed to hear the blood as it rushed to and from your heart. He started breathing heavier, his face turning red as he did. He began to press his body against yours a little rougher, breathy whines coming from his lips as he did.

"Solomon, Solomon, Solomon…"

He begins to nuzzle his face into your chest, needing to feel more, more, and more. You hear him click his teeth in annoyance at your shirt, and he rather brazenly tears it away, as well as anything underneath, with his sharp nails. He tosses the ripped clothing to the side, ignoring your shocked noise, and presses his lips to your chest, right where your heart would be. He pulls away, his heavy breathing turning to panting, and he continues pressing kisses to your chest. You sigh in pleasure and let him continue, not that stopping him would result in anything fruitful.

The kisses become more and more desperate, and eventually, his lips make room for his tongue and teeth, licking and scraping his fangs against your chest. Occasionally he pauses, panting out of sheer excitement, and presses his ear against your chest again to listen to your rapid heartbeat. Each time he does, you feel him shift his hips and squeeze his thighs together, a shudder running down his spine. His hands grip anything within reach - your waist, your chest, your shoulders, your hair, the sheets - his hands rotate indiscriminately like he can’t decide what should ground him. You reach around him and tug on his hair, taming him. He hums into your chest and pulls back, lips swollen slightly from working at your chest, and eyes teary from stimulation. His face is bright red, barely visible in the pale moonlight. His chest heaves from his panting. You behold this sight for a while, gazing at him.

“I’ll need more than this to receive your devil energy, Sitri.” You gently remind him of the purpose of this endeavor, and his blush deepens. You reach out to cradle his cheek in your palm, and he leans into it, pressing his fingers against your wrist to feel your pulse.

“I apologize, Solomon. I… I’ll make you feel good.” The words drip from his lips like saliva, thick and heavy with meaning, hunger laced in every syllable. He licks from your wrist to your palm, as though he could taste your pulse, before releasing your wrist and shifting his focus to your lower body. He grabs the hem of your clothing and gently tugs it away, removing your intimates as well. He seems to savor the way more of your skin is revealed, more skin through which blood flows, all for him to hear through a pulse.

He moves further away to allow him access to you, kneeling just off of the bed and facing your core directly. He leans his head against your right thigh, pressing his ear to it to listen for a pulse, holding your left thigh away from his horn. You can tell immediately when he finds your pulse, as his grip on you tightens quickly, and he sighs in satisfaction. He starts almost immediately, licking a long stroke from the bottom to the top. You stiffen, trembling. You carefully prop yourself up on your elbows as he continues, sighing in pleasure. He maneuvers his tongue in long, careful strokes, exploring you as he pressed your thigh closer to his ear. All he needed was your heartbeat to know how well he was doing.

Thump, thump, thump.

You roll your hips against Sitri, reaching down for him and gripping his hair, encouraging him. He whimpers when you pull his hair, and you feel him shudder against your thigh. He peers up at you as he continues, his long tongue strokes turning into shorter, more focused ones at more sensitive points. He swirls his tongue in small circular strokes and the steady pattern of stimulation makes you see stars. You tugged harder on his hair, pulling him in closer to you, and he follows, malleable to your touch. It wasn’t much longer until you reached your peak, gripping his hair like a vice and trembling, pleased moans falling from your lips. He grips your thighs harder as you ride out the last of it, thumbs pressing painfully hard into the skin of them, feeling the blood pulse through your veins under his fingers. When you release his hair, he finally pulls away, his lips dripping with the remnants of your release. His hair is mussed, his skin is flushed red, his pupils are blown wide, and his lips are swollen and pink. He is beautiful.

His thumbs are still pressed painfully hard into your thighs and his ear is still pressed against your skin. He’s the picture of ecstasy, enjoying each and every thump of your heart, savoring the sound as though it’s the last he’ll hear of it.

“Solomon…” He pants, licking his lips to clear them of your release. His eyes roll to the back of his head as he shivers again, and you watch as he bites his lip from the sheer thrill of listening to your heartbeat. “Thank you… Thank you for letting me indulge…” He pants between his words, rubbing his cheek against your thigh, still listening to your heartbeat.

You decide you have had enough.

You sit up a bit more, adjusting your posture, and he watches you with adoring, lustful eyes. You roughly grab the front of his shirt, slightly damp with saliva, and pull him towards you. He obediently follows, watching with wide eyes as you lead him over you, pressing his knees into the bed. You take this opportunity to hook your legs behind his knees and flip him over on his back, pressed into the bed as you hover over him.

“I am not Solomon.” You stare down at him, adoring his shocked expression and red cheeks. You reach low for his pants, pressing a palm into his strained erection, gently pulling at his pants button before it pops open, revealing his zipper.

He squirms from your movements, excitement lighting up every nerve of his body. He looks away from you nervously, mumbling an apology. His words are breathless and desperate. “I apologize, Descendant of-”

“No.” You interrupt him quickly, reaching for his jaw and holding it in place. He stops talking purely out of shock, his lips snapping shut. He watches you with wide eyes, breathing heavily. “I do not care about being his descendant. I only want you to say my name. Say my name. It is me you are in bed with, not Solomon.”

He exhales, whimpering slightly. “Yes, yes… MC. MC.” He pants out your name, pupils blown wide with lust once again. “Please… please let me indulge myself, MC.” He begins to beg, squirming more. You knew perfectly well he could hear your heartbeat from where he was, but perhaps it was not enough. Ignoring his pleas, you instead reach down for his zipper, this time pulling it down agonizingly slowly. You watch as he twitches beneath you, his eyes rolling again in ecstasy, waiting for his dick to be free. He starts panting impatiently as you finally unzip them all the way. He whines, his fingers curling into the sheets. “Please… please please please, let me indulge myself. Please, MC.” He begs more, blinking away pitiful tears as you hook your fingers over the band of his boxers, pulling them down. He whimpers more, and you finally indulge him, moving your other hand closer to his head, turning so that your wrist was right against his ear. He sighs happily, and presses his ear to your wrist, sighing again when you finally free his length. He gently rolls his hips upwards, not high enough to touch you, but enough to send a message. He pleads with his eyes, wide and wanting for you. He awaits your movement, biting his lip and curling a hand around your wrist to feel for your pulse again.

Thump, thump, thump.

You simply smile at him as he pleads, and position yourself above him, at last. He visibly gulps, his eyes flickering from your core to your face. Various pleas and whines and broken phrases fall from his lips as you gently position his erection to align with you, and you begin to slowly lower yourself to where his tip meets your entrance. He starts to squirm, the pleas getting more and more insistent. You make direct eye contact with him and hold his gaze and you lower yourself onto him entirely, taking his length in full. He moans pitifully, never breaking eye contact. You bite your lip, gripping his side with one hand to steel yourself. You breathe deeply to calm yourself, still holding Sitri’s gaze.

“Are you ready for me to start moving?” You ask, smiling and biting your lip.

He nods vigorously, too impatient to wait any longer. “Yes, yes!”

You waste no time in going slow. The want that burns within the two of you is far too great for that. Using your knees as leverage, you begin to move, lifting yourself off of him and immediately lowering back down to take him in. The sound of skin slapping on skin and the bed creaking begin to fill the room. Sitri rolls his eyes back and moves his hips to thrust upwards into you, though he can barely keep it up as the pleasure gets to his head. He keeps whimpering and moaning, writhing in pleasure and pressing his fingers to your wrists, savoring the feeling of your pulse. His light blue hair is spread out below him, his bangs sticking to his forehead. His eyes are wide and unfocused, switching between rolling back, staring at yours, or looking at your chest, listening to your thumping heart. His lips are parted and red, breathing heavily.

You can feel him filling you up to the brim, his tip barely kissing a sweet spot deep within you as you continued riding him. You were panting, using up all your energy but unable to stop, purely from how good it felt. You suppressed your moans by biting your lip, but they would escape, betraying how quickly you were falling apart form the pleasure. Every time he managed to thrust upwards, he’d hit the sweet spot directly, and you would curl your back, moaning loudly. The pleasure began to build up within you, and you knew the same was true of him.

You paused your quick movements to instead grind yourself on him, savoring the feeling of him inside and giving your legs a break. Sitri whines and curls his face towards your wrist, gently dragging his tongue across the spot where your pulse was strongest. He presses his lips to your pulse as you continue to grind, muffling his whines and savoring the feeling of your pulse on his lips.

When you finally recover, you lift yourself up again, slowly dragging your walls across the entirety of his length. He pulls away from your wrist and moans, tightening his grip on your wrists and looking up at you pitifully. You lower yourself again, speeding up this time, and he sighs with pleasure, relishing the feeling of you riding him. The break was not enough, however, and you can still feel the pleasure building up. You speed up your movements, not bothering to hide your moans any longer. He simply writhes underneath you, his eyes rolling and his tongue lolling out of his mouth, tightening and releasing his grip on your wrists. He couldn’t ground himself anymore.

You reach for his horn at last and grab it roughly, pulling his head towards your chest. He yelps in surprise, but that very quickly melts into a loud moan, muffled into your chest. He turns his head to press his ear to your chest, and wraps his arms around your back, listening for your heartbeat once more.

Thump, thump, thump.

You stroke his horn as you continue to ride him, and he’s practically yelling at this point, his moans so loud you were sure they could be heard down the hall. Your riding pattern becomes erratic as you reach your peak, and you can feel he is, too, as he desperately attempts to thrust upwards and scrapes his nails into your back, moans barely muffled by your chest.

“MC… MC!” He calls your name and babbles pleas and broken words incoherently before you feel him thrust roughly upwards and still against you. His nails dig into your back and his ear presses harder against your chest than before. You feel him release inside you, warm and sedating. A similar liquid melts across your fingers from his horn, and it drips onto the bed. You are in a similar state, having reached your peak as well. You stiffen as you feel his release within you, panting and moaning, clenching your thighs together as tight as you could.

He shivers against you before he collapses, releasing his grip on you and falling back onto the bed. His eyes are rolled far back into his skull, his lips parted wide and panting, and his cheeks are flushed a beautiful red. You relax and lean over him, not wanting to lift yourself off of him just yet. He whimpers softly at the feeling of still being inside you, twitching slightly. You press a gentle kiss to his lips, which he excitedly reciprocates, reaching weakly to cradle your chin in his hands. As the kiss deepens and becomes sloppy, your tongues searching each other’s mouths, he lazily wraps his arms around your neck, gently pulling you closer. You relax your body against him entirely, pressing your chest to his. Your heartbeats sync, slowing as you both come down from your highs.

You break the kiss, licking your lips, and you look down at him. He looks up at you with hooded, satisfied eyes. His lips are parted, and his panting is slowly slowing down.

“What’s my name?” You ask him, leaning towards him and pressing your forehead to his.

“MC.” He answers, smiling as he does. He curls his arms around you tighter, pulling you closer again and pressing your noses together.

Thump, thump, thump.

“You are not Solomon after all.”

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a/n: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH I LOVE SITRIIIIIIIIIII!! i admit i don't think this was my best writing ever but i hope it's good, genuinely, because i spent lots of time on it. reminder that i really appreciate likes, reblogs, comments, and asks!! please let me know what you all think!!

this was self-indulgent but also a gift for @jessamine-rose !!!!

#minors dni #whb satan #what in hell is bad #whb sitri #whb mc #whb sitri x reader #sitri #what in hell is bad game #what in hell is bad satan #what in hell is bad sitri #what in hell is bad x reader #whb #what in hell is bad smut #whb smut #sitri x reader #what in “hell” is bad?#prettybusy what in “hell” is bad?#whb sitri x mc

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livelaughlovesubs · 4 months

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How do characters react to you wiping their tears/ caressing their face while fucking them? Who whines and leans into your touch and who in a flustered rage tries to swat your hand away

That’s cuteeee, and I’m replying so late again ahahha… also you only said ‘characters’ so I’m assuming all the fandoms I’m currently in? I still didn’t put down everyone cuz that would be too many. And don’t forget, it’s my opinion and my take on the characters.

Also I didn’t mention anything about dancing tango in bed, only the crying part.

There would be those, that cry even more. Getting all emotional, feeling undeserving of your gentle treatment. You’ll have to comfort them, kiss those tears away and whisper sweetly into their ear.

Atsushi, akaza, Giyuu, dan heng, caelus, aether, Neuvillette, Sigma, andrealphus, Amon

Then those, that are embarrassed or are accepting your kind gesture with a smile. They appreciate it, but don’t show it that much. Just enjoying your touch in silence.

Thoma, Kazuha, Ayato, Jing yuan, Douma, nanami, Luocha, alhaitham, geto, Diluc, Tighnari, albedo, wrio, leviathan, rara

They might crack a joke to hide their own bashfulness, trying to brush it off while in truth they just don’t know how to respond to that. Having you caress them so tenderly was… something new.

Dazai, Gojo, Heizou, Nikolai, Lyney, Itto, Mahito, Kaeya, childe, venti, cyno, beelzbub

And those, that try to push your hand away. Because they aren’t used to it, think they don’t deserve it, or are simply too ashamed. It’s not that they didn’t like it, it’s that they liked it too much.

Scara, chuuya, Xiao, Blade, Akutagawa, fyodor, kunikida (?), Toji, Satan, Gabriel, Michael

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domreader-headcannon-scenarios · 5 months

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If we're going for requests then I'd love a retake on WHB Satan's "demon energy" scene where he assumes that MC will be submissive but is swiftly corrected when he ends up on his back getting milked and overstimmed because the more energy the human gets the longer they stay alive, right? You might as well take as much as you can when you've got the chance

Yesss!! I actually adore this idea since the devils stop after one session, wouldn’t it so much smarter to milk them for all then can give? It would let you live longer than a few hours!

Also I cant belive I never thought about pre leaking from horns until I played this game!!)

(Imagine the kings not lasting as long as their subordinates<3)

Satan (overstim, milling, horn play (little bit), hair pulling, demon ‘energy’)

To have Satan, a king of Hell feeling you up and kissing you in your best friends room was…odd enough, you didn’t even notice you were on Minhyeok’s bed until Satan’s hands were on either side of your head.

You could feel him grinding against you, his arousal obvious as he growls, grinning down at you. “You look so good beneath me, don’t worry, I’ll take great care of you.” He hissed out. You raised an eyebrow.

Him taking care of you? Oh no no no, he must be mistaken.

You’d have to fix him.

You reach up as if to stroke his face, but reach past him, and grab a handful of his hair and yank down. Satan stiffens and resists only for you to yank harder, forcing his face right against yours. He moans in response, only egging you on.

“No, I’ll be taking care of you, ‘your Majesty’.” You felt his manhood give a clear throb against you. His clothes blocking the appendage from entering you as it’s owner grinds against you. You grab as much of his long hair as you could, twisting it in your hand before yanking with as much force as you humanly could to the side, making Satan lose balance and flop beside you.

You released his hair only to mount him.

“Oh, you’re far more brave than Solo-“ You try to grab his hair again to make him stop, but accidentally grab one of his horns. You on instinct stroke the smooth horn, it’s slick, your hand glides up it with ease. “O-oh! Fuck, like that!”

He bucks up involuntarily and you continue your stroking out of curiosity. He squirms under you, mewling and the second you bring your free hand to his other horn, his eyes close as he bites his lip. You hesitate upon feeling a liquid seeping from his horns.

“Oh shit, are you bleeding?” You ask as you let go of one of his horns to see the liquid was…white/clearish and didn’t gave a scent like blood would.

Satan tried to laugh but it turned to a moan when you leaned over and liked him his horn. It tasted…salty and it made your mouth water. “Oh, it’s what happens when demons enjoy things.” He half heartedly explained. “Ok, t-that’s enough teasing, I’m ready to take control again.” He moans out.

You laugh in response. “Satan, you’re not a king here, this isn’t even your room, I’m in charge here.” You yank his pants and undergarments down enough to free his cock. It stood up excitedly throbbing as pre leaked from the red tip. “So do I need to ingest your cum?”

Satan rolled his hips on instinct and his dick slaps against his stomach. “N-no I mean, it works best if it winds up inside you, or on you.” He shrugged. “Pretty much just let it touch you a-and it helps.” You see him pause for a second before he shouts. “Oh? You wanna dom me? Me!?” He barks out a laugh and gently shoved you.

“Satan, you are mine, I’m going to claim you today.” You purr out. He rolls his eyes but does not make an attempt to slip out from under you. You finally grab his cock, stroking it in tune with his horn, making him twitch his hips forward with every stroke.

Satan moaned in a feeble voice before he’s spilling cum into his out stomach. “J-just like that! F-fuck it feels amazing!” You could practically see hearts in his eyes as he bucks into your hand, he collapses against the bed and lets you stroke him past his orgasm. “I-ooh, hold on, it’s, it needs a few seconds between sessions.”

You didn’t stop or slow down, your strokes didn’t give him a break, instead causing some whimpers to escape him as he tries to wiggle free. “Calm down, I’m just getting the ‘energy’ I need, I mean I’ll be here for a while, right?”

Satan hesitantly stopped squirming, instead just twitching and trembling whenever your strokes get a particularly sensitive point. “T-take all you can, demons have great stamina!” He tried to boast even as you stimulate his cock and horn.

He tries to move you off of him only for your grip on his horn to tighten to a near hypnotizing tightness. You feel the clear liquid oozing from his horns. “Oh you like this?” You yank on his horn to force him to eye level with you. Satan follows your ‘guidance’ without resistance (though judging how sensitive his horns are, this might be as much resistance he can give.)

Satan hissed, making a half attempt to pull away when your nails graze his horns. “You-I-I’m supposed to be helping you!” You nod in acknowledgment.

“You aren’t really good at it. But I am feeling better! Maybe a few more times and I’ll be good!” Your hand sped up on his cock as your other hand clawed his sensitive horn. Satan cried out, bucking up on accident and spurring his next orgasm.

He gave a low growl as his swollen cock flexes a few times and he’s cumming on his own stomach again. This time you release his dick as soon as he’s done, but you move your now free hand to his free horn. “H-hey! Not so rough-“ He yelped upon feeling you claw at both his horns.

He’s whining and trying to get loose enough to give you a kiss, but you hold him down. “They are dense, so I cant cause much damage to them,” You pause getting an admittedly dumb idea. “Actually…if I grind on them, can you still get off to that?”

Satan’s face is deep scarlet but he’s grinning ear to ear. “F-fuck yes,” He pants out. “That sound a-amazing but for now, I need a breather Solomon-“ You rake your nails down both his horns, earning a shocked yelp. To your surprise, he cums yet again, though this time you admittedly start to feel better.

“I can feel the energy. I want more, Satan.” He lets out an exhausted whine, trying to push you away half heartedly. “Or maybe…I should go to your underlings for more.” You pretext to think it over and look him over. “Yeah, you look like you have no energy left, maybe I should get S-“

Right as you let go of him, he pulls you back, growling. “Please, I have plenty more energy to give.” He purrs out, licking the side of your face “and I’ll actually call you by your name.”

#whb #what in hell is bad #what in hell is bad?#nsft #overstim #dom reader #sub satan #sub whb Satan #sub whb #sub what in hell is bad #horn play #horn kink

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lycannny · 6 months

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Someone had to do it.

It was much more fun to do than I thought. Expect OM!Barbatos judging eyes when I kept him on sub view.

REMEMBER! OM!Barbatos is full of secrets

Based on WHB?Barbatos mini comic!

#illustration #art #obey me #obey me barbatos #whb?#what in hell is bad

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domreaderheadcannonscenarios · 3 months

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😭IM BEING SO GREEDY IN THIS ASK BOX BUT a sequel with ronove + praise and overstimulation?

(Previously onTormentung Ronove.)

Dw! We all have characters we thirst for! (Also idk why I cant find dom writers in this fandom??)

Also it’s criminal only the kings have other artwork…

Ronove

Cw: overstim, praise kink,

Ronove was trembling, his cock leaking to the point you wonder if he’ll have anything left when you finally let him finish. You decided to be merciful and slip the ring of his manhood. He instantly noticed and bucked up to try ABD rub against you hand.

You used your free hand to stroke him fast. “Be a good boy, finish quickly, ok? Don’t keep me waiting…” You can hear his voice going up in octaves as his release approaches, you don’t slow down and let him thrust up to meet your touch. He cries out as he finally cums. He tenses and rolls his hips forwards in an attempt to continue the pleasure.

You wait till his cock stops fountaining cum before licking the head. The high pitched yelp lets you know that his sensitivity has gone up, in response you harshly suck on his cock as he trembles and writhes under you. You ignore the whines he lets out, when you open your eyes and look up, you can see his stomach tensing in anticipation of the overwhelming pleasure.

You slip his cock out of your mouth, stroking hun and using the salvia to lube his cock. “That looked like it felt good, ready for more?” He whimpered and shook his head. “No? But you were begging for this a moment ago…”

Your hand doesn’t stop, he’s left gasping at the near painful pleasure you were teasing his shaft with. “But…you’re taking this so well…as your rewards I’ll let you cum as many tunes as you want!”

He sobs in what you cant tell is excitement, pain or a mix of the two.

You lean down and focus on rubbing the head of his shaft while you licked under it teasingly. Ronove gave desperate whimpers as his cock pulsed in your hands. You watch in amusement as the muscles in his stomach keep tending and he starts yanking the restraints again, seconds later you feel hit cum gush out to head of his cock.

He’s gasping in 6 aftermath as he tries to wiggle free. You stop licking his gushing cock and pant over it, watching in amusement as he flinched.

“You’re so good…fuck I should milk you more often.” He impulsively bucked forwards, dragging his cock through more overstimulation. “Oh, you like that? Maybe I’ll tie a wand up to your cock and leave on its highest setting,” Your thumb pressed under his leaking tip. “Riight here, and tie it to your prick while I sit back and watch.”

He keeps and continues to yelp and try to speak, out of mercy you remove the gag. “N-need a b-break I-I cant-!

He yowled while you squeezed the head of his manhood. “But you’re still pent up! Be a good boy and take it for a bit me, mkay?” Ronove whines out a protest, drool from the gag still on his face as he looks at you.

“Y-yess, I-im good boy!” He whines out, his cock throbbing in your hand as he teeters to another painful orgasm.

#what in hell is bad #whb #nsft #sub ronove #ronove x reader #dom reader #overstim kink #overstim #sub whb #praise k!nk

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pinkgy · 5 months

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Hello, a new writing blog with great writing!

How about some NSFW headcanons for the paradise lost demons (whb)? I'm not sure if you write for them since the request rules don't really specify it, so feel free to just ignore this if you don't.

Have a nice day!

Hi Anon !

Yes, I do write for every character from every of the fandoms listed in my request post.

I’m sorry if my headcanons might lack a bit of accuracy or are not as specific as the ones I wrote for the kings, we don’t know much yet about the Paradise lost demons so I’m writing this based of on my opinion, some investigation and the little content we’ve seen in the game so far about them.

Hope you like it and thank you so much for your request♡

𝗪𝗛𝗕 !

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗔𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗘 𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗧

𝗡𝗦𝗙𝗪 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗖𝗔𝗡𝗢𝗡𝗦

GN!Reader + Reader has a pussy + Slight mentions of She/Her pronouns in Buer’s.

𝗖𝗪: Overstimulation, Edging, Dacryphilia, Shibari, Toys (Vibrators), Praising, Degradation, Blowjobs, Handjobs, Lingerie, Somnophilia.

𝗟𝗨𝗖𝗜𝗙𝗘𝗥

⇒ He's a Top without a doubt, there's no debating in this, he would get mad at you if you dared to suggest the idea of him being a sub.

⇒ Lucifer is actually pretty sweet, yes, he does a lot of questionable things while "pleasuring you" but he never does anything that hurt you too much, you have a safe word and many other ways where you can communicate to him any discomfort you might have and he Iso gives the best aftercare.

⇒ He's into shibari, this mostly because this way he can have you all to his mercy so he can toy with you for hours until your face is covered in tears.

⇒ He's the worst when he overstimulates you or when he edges you, by doing that he forgets any kind of limits you have set for him, you can beg him to stop, he won't, the more you cry, the more he does it. If he is eating your pussy while he aggressively thrusts his fingers in and out and you are sobbing and telling him to stop, he is going to do it faster, harder and way for aggresively.

⇒ There's no such a thing as normal sex with him, he's into a lot of shit, one crazier than the other, and he's also pretty good at analyzing you and he can figure out pretty quickly the things you like, and Lucifer will also be into those things.

⇒ "You say that it's too much ? Well, this cunt tells me overwise, and those beautiful tears all over your face don't seem to be out of pain, so don't lie to me and give me one more

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⇒ Marbas confuses me, he technically cant be freed from his restraints without Lucifers permission because his libido and violence are to dangerous for EVERYONE, but for the sake of this headcanon, lets say that he's not that bad when he's free. (ill include some headcanons where he's tied up tho, thats literally his kink)

⇒ Marbas is a Top, the fact that he's into being tied up does not means he subs, he definitely doesn't.

⇒ He would tie you up if you begged enough or as a punishment, but you better appreciate it, it doesn’t happen as often as you’d think.

⇒ He loves when you use toys on him while hes tied up, specially those wired bullet vibrators, he's soooo into being defenseless in front of you.

⇒ When he's tied up he loves being overstimulated, suck his dick nonstop or furiously rub it it up and down or play with his dick head, the sight of your face covered in his cum makes him go crazy.

⇒ But in spite of this headcanons, he tops, a l w a y s, you can have him tied up and ruining him with a bunch of bullet vibrators attached to his dick, he's dominating you somehow.

⇒ "Do i look that weak to you ? speed up that vibrator right fucking now or else im not fucking you"

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⇒ I don’t know why, but he gives switch vibes, but is leaning towards subbing.

⇒ Morax likes to be taken care of but not to the point of being a pillow prince.

⇒ Omg praise him please, he’ll become the whiniest boy out there, tell him how beautiful he is when he cums or how cute his moans are.

⇒ He’ll do anything for you, if you want him to completely submit to you, he will, and if you want him to fuck you senseless and completely rail you, he will, Morax is the definition of being into what you’re into.

⇒ As his kink says, he’s into body modifications, if you have one, he’ll go crazy, and if you don’t, that’s fine for him. But if you wanted to get one, even if it’s temporary, just to please him, you’ll drive him crazy, not because of the modification, but because of the intention.

⇒ “Just tell me, whatever you want me to do, just tell me, I’m yours, every part of me is your property, I’m here to please you and only you”

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⇒ He’s neither a dom nor a sub, but he’s not a switch, he just likes to feel good and likes to make you feel good, but he tends to get a bit dominant sometimes.

⇒ Wear fluffy lingerie, bonus points if it’s animal themed. (I don’t see him being into pet play tho, but who knows)

⇒ Buer is a box full of surprises, you never know his next move, he can be kissing you in the most romantic way possible, and then suddenly he’s spitting in your mouth.

⇒ Buer has something that makes me believe that he’s into somnophilia, but receiving it, he likes to challenge you to make him cum without waking him up, and the feeling of having his pants wet with his cum makes him go crazy.

⇒ He would love a pillow princess, to just please her and only her for hours, that’s a big fantasy of his.

⇒ “We have all the time in the world, so for this night and every night you want, so let me be the one that makes you feel the best you’ve ever felt”

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