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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Irrevocably ruined by you pt.1

A/N: Hey guys here it is! The long awaited steamy Valentino fic I promised. Hope you like it just as much as I enjoyed writing it. Leave a likenif you want to be tagged in the next part. It’s already in the works. Sorry I take long to post it just work and life can get hectic so thank you for being so understanding and kind. Now just know that this is a poly ship between Valentino x reader x Vox and of you are not in to that I implore you to just skip this one.

Warnings: foul language, religious themes, low self worth, low self esteem, awful family members, kissing, fingering, vaginal sex, spanking, nipple play, car sex

Words: 10.4k (sorry so long)

Minors for the love of god please stay away this is for adults only thank you 🙏🏼

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It was your birthday and your friends had announced that they would be taking you out to celebrate.

You stood in line with your friends waiting to get into the new night club that just opened up down town. The night air was warm but not too humid. You were all dolled up in your favorite sexy dress with your make up done and your hair styled to perfection. You looked stunning and felt like it too.

The line moved and it was your groups turn to go but as you got closer the bouncer held out his hand effectively stopping you guys. “Sorry.” he says. You sigh hating that you’ll have to wait a little more before going in. “I got this.” your friend whispers conspiratorially in your ear. She walks up to him puts her hands on his chest and stands on her tip toes to whisper something into his ear. The way his expression goes from curious to lustful in mere seconds is quite comical to you. She kisses him slipping her her tongue in to his mouth as she slides one of her hands down his chest to his crotch and gives him a good squeeze. He groans in to her mouth breaking away from the kiss with a loud smacking sound.

You were shocked to say the least but if she wanted to work her magic and get y’all in there faster who were you to stop her. You can hear people talking and saying disgusting things about your friend. You turn and give them the the meanest dirtiest look you can muster effectively silencing them them.

She walks back to you all and smiles sweetly at him. “Go in.” he says to you all signaling with a jerk of his head in the direction of the gleaming golden double doors leading to the inside.

“Hey how is that fair! It’s not like I could get in if I squeezed your balls. Why should she?” A man behind you says throwing your friend a look of disgust and annoyance.

But the bouncer pays him no mind, as if no one had said anything at all. You walk past him your friend giving the bouncer a wink as your group disappears through the doors.

“Oh my god. What did you say to him?”

She turns to you giggling. “I told him that if he let us in right now, I’d finally let him try anal.”

“Wait do you know him?” You say confused. You had thought he was just some stranger.

“Yeah he’s my new boyfriend. I’ve been going out with him for about a week.” You weren’t surprised to hear this. Your friend was real pretty and nice. Exactly the type of girl that deserved to have a gorgeous buff boyfriend in her life.

The inside of the club was packed; bodies gleamed with sweat swaying and writhing against one another. The blaring music thrummed through your body as you swayed your hips in sync with the beat. It felt so good to just let go and get lost in the music letting the day’s troubles melt away. The club was decked out in a dark red wall interior with black marbling that was illuminated by neon red lights along the walls and an onyx black floor polished so well that it looked as if you were dancing on an obsidian mirror. The whole place had an erotic and seductive vibe to it. Very private.

There were beautiful men and women of all colors that looked as if they were dressed as sexy butterflies dancing inside of large gilded golden cages that hung from the ceiling. The neon lights reflecting off their wings making them look translucent and iridescent. Though if someone were to get too close they’d see that those wings weren’t a costume. And neither were their pitch black eyes and sharp pointed teeth. Their lithe bodies moved and swayed so fluidly with the music. It was hypnotic to watch. Club goers crowded around them. Some throwing money others looking up at them, their eyes darkened with desire and lust as if they were in a trance of some kind. Demons in plain sight. It was almost comical to you. Except, it really wasn’t. But no one seemed to care or notice anything out of the ordinary. People never really notice the things around them as much as they should have. Oh well, can’t help people if they don’t really want to see in the first place.

As the song ends you guys make your way over to the bar ready to buy drinks. A tall lanky man with tattoos and very pale skin comes over to you guys. “What’s your poison?” His long and sharp pointed fangs jutted over his bottom lip as he spoke. You can feel the the warm wave of magic he’s used to glamor himself with disguising his true form.

You can only see a demon’s true form if they want you to. Sort of like fairies but without the whole hating to be seen thing and cursing your family to death. To them it was more of an inconvenience than preference if people started screaming and panicking because they saw something they couldn’t understand much less comprehend.

“Is this club goth themed or something?” One of your friends asks. The man behind the counter smiles an awful razor sharp smile showing off all his teeth. “Yeah something like that. But tonight’s theme is a little special.”

“What is it?” You say curious at what it could be.

“Depraved ladies night sweetheart.” He says fixing his crimson red eyes on you as if he was sharing some kind of inside joke with you. You weren’t amused. He knows what you are. You know he knows. Things like him can always sense people like you. Honestly it’s not uncommon for demons to do business up top. Most corporations are owned by demons anyway. The human ceos and board of directors are nothing more than puppets and stand ins for the real owners. You just wished you had known who exactly owns this particular club before setting foot here. Serves you right for not checking it out before letting your completely normal friends take you someplace new. Demons took business rivalry to a whole other level and weren’t fond of witches they either didn’t know or weren’t on their payroll. If you weren’t careful you might not make it out of here alive.

He turns back to your friends a mischievous smirk on his face. “So be as bad as you possibly can tonight ladies. No one here cares. Tonight is all about what you want. Trust me we got all kinds here. We are at your mercy tonight.” Your friends laugh at his declarations but you just wanna get as far away from him as possible. “Now, I’m Tony your bartender for the night, what can I get you ladies?”

Tony finishes making your drinks and hands them out to you and your friends. You take a sip feeling the cool burn of your drink as it goes down your throat. It was delicious the fruity flavor mixed with the alcohol blending perfectly together. You hadn’t realized just how thirsty you are and end up drinking the whole thing at once. You set your glass down and take a moment to look around you. A waitress dressed in a white sexy cat outfit that barely covered anything was at one of the booths along the walls taking drink orders. She turned and cough you staring. She winked at you with her jade green eyes and blew a kiss in your direction. You blush and look away. Some people in the private booths have already started to have fun getting a little too handsy with each other. And you were more than sure one couple was having a little too much fun if the mewls and moans you were hearing were correct. Well it is depraved ladies night. You wonder if you’ll take someone home tonight. It was your birthday after all and treating yourself tonight was definitely top priority.

As you and your friends begin to walk away a hand comes down on your shoulder. “Baby did you get all dolled up and pretty just for me?” A raspy and sultry voice whispers in to your ear. You turn to see a very tall skinny man dressed in a dark red suit and a red fedora smiling at you. His short hair pure white with streaks of red running through it and crimson red eyes. He looked like one of those 1920s gangsters you saw on tv sometimes.

“Excuse me?”

“What don’t tell me you forgot about me already baby. How cold, your breaking my heart.” You stand there at a complete loss for words. Who was this man? Did you know him? He takes a puff of his cigarette and blows out red smokey hearts. “You know I don’t think you recognize me huh? Here let me just slip in to something more comfortable.” He steps toward you and his glamor falls away like mist. Valentino stoops down to your height grinning at you with his trade mark cocky smirk. You can see your reflection mirrored back at you in his heart shaped sunglasses. “What’s with that surprised look on your face?” he says amused at your reaction.

“I don’t think she knew this was your club Val.” A dark haired man in a dark blue suit with glasses says stepping out from behind Valentino. His glamor melting away to reveal Vox.

He was right you hadn’t known this was Valentino’s club. But as you look around you can definitely see it’s all to his taste. You breath a sigh of relief, the tension in your body finally easing now that you knew you were safe from being potentially killed. No you weren’t on their payroll but you guys had history and you were in their good graces.

Vox looks at you his eyes dancing with mischief as he reaches out to touch you. His finger tips gently trailing down your arm as his smoldering gaze ensnares you. He brings your hand up to his lips and softly kisses your knuckles. “We missed you doll. Did you miss us?” Your face heats up as your heart flutters at his out right unabashed boldness. Valentino clicks his tongue and rolls his eyes at Vox’s display of affection. Mumbling under his breath about showing off. If anything could be said about demons it was that once they saw something they wanted, there was no deterring them from having it. They’d have their prize one way or another by any means possible; good or bad. It the one thing you really admired about them. The drive and ambition you wished you possessed to go after the things you really wanted most in life without worrying about the consequences.

For hundreds of years witches have worked with demons to help them expand their empire. What had started off as a desperate plea for help was now a begrudging act of acceptance. You see, back in the day when Christianity was new and on the rise in your town of Madride, nobody really cared for anything the priests were preaching about. It seemed to the villagers that all the Christians cared about was money offerings to the church in the name of their god, more than love and good will towards others. No one was buying it and this angered the church. So in a desperate attempt to seize the people’s attention they created horrid lies and rumors about the local witch families. The lies got so bad that eventually there was so much mistrust between the two people that the church was able to use that to lead their own witch hunts and kill anyone who spoke out against them. That was their real plan, to strike fear in to the hearts of the poor towns folk. To show them that the world was full of wicked and unholy monsters. And that only the church and their faithful worshippers could drive them off.

What a bunch of bull. Oh to be able to see the looks on the corrupt priest and clergymen’s faces when they realized that no, they didn’t go to heaven and were in fact as awful and terrible as everyone said they were.

The church would send their witch hunters out to towns suspected of being infested with dark magic and kill innocent men and women. Yes they were witches but, they only ever used their magic to help and heal others from their sufferings. It seemed like everyone had forgotten who had been keeping them disease free with their herbal concoctions and remedies. Who helped them deliver their babies and made sure the crops did more than well during the yield season for the farmers. It was as if madness had taken hold and everyone was slowly losing their grip on common sense. And even when there was proof still no one would listen to the witches when they spoke of how the church was behind all these terrible things happening. Of how the church was stealing children and live stock from the people. Of how the church was burning crops and poisoning the water supply by throwing rotting animal carcasses in it, not satan and his minions. But the witches’ words fell on deaf ears.

The witch hunters unfortunately were very good at their job. Too good. They were killing families faster than we could come up with new defenses against them. Soon there was only a handful of families left in town and they were terrified. If they tried to leave their town their whole family would be hanged with no trial of any kind. But if they stayed they ran the risk of exposure. Either circumstances were not ideal. Children and pets were not exempt from punishment. The church argued that if they were innocent that they’d just have to suffer for a short time before being taken back in to gods loving embrace. So in a desperate attempt to save anyone else from being killed, all the heads of the families convened under the new moon under the city and decided it was time to ask for help. They summoned Lord Lucifer and struck a deal with him. No the witches didn’t believe in God because they had never spoken to or seen him. But demons, the keepers of ancient and terrible knowledge, had been encountered plenty of times.

The families promised to Lucifer and his kin to spread their vision of corrupting humans however he saw fit in exchange for his help. Lucifer accepted and in return promised protection from the church or anyone who ment them harm. Lucifer only asked that the families had lots of children that way there’d be plenty of workers for him and that this would make the deal more than worth it. Reluctantly the families agreed not having any real choice in the matter. And this was the way of things for a while. Then at the turn of the 18th century as the church’s power began to dwindled and evil creatures of the night fell in to fantasy and superstition the deal changed, slightly.

We still work for the demons but now instead of cursing or hexing them to death, we work at our white collar jobs making sure everyones lives are miserable and unaffordable. Some of us being bank owners or ceos and others politicians put in strategic places to get laws passed that benefited our employers. So yes we still wreak havoc on the towns people but we just do it in plain sight and under the protection of the law.

The demons came topside for coven initiations when the children would turn 21 and come of age to scout out new workers. It was a prestigious honor you had been told over and over again since you were small. One you wanted desperately. To not be chosen wasn’t a bad thing but it wasn’t exactly looked upon favorably by the families. Depending on how high in rank the demon were determined who got first picks and who didn’t. With the new deal came new benefits. The witches would still run the top side business for the demons and in exchange your family not only got paid a portion of the profits but were able to learn all sorts of forbidden knowledge. Old Dark Magic being the most in demand. This was the way of things by the time you were born. Thats how it is and that’s probably how it will be for a while. At least until the world changes again.

Vox and Valentino. God yes you did miss them. You had met Valentino and Vox at a coven meeting one night. They had come to scout for new workers with some of the other overlords. The royals having already came to town last week to take their picks. You were new, barely turned 21 and were being initiated in to the life. You had been working on your necromancy skills since you were 7 and hoped to impress them enough to be put in a prestigious hospital as a head surgeon. As head surgeon it would make harvesting organs to sell on the black market for a higher profit much easier. This was how you planned to make a name for yourself.

As you introduced yourself and what you could do demonstrating your gifts you caught Valentino and Vox’s eye. They had invited you over to their table to drink and dine with them. They had been so witty and charming. Their friendly and casual demeanor was almost enough to make you forget they were viscous creatures that would kill you with out hesitation. But you were still polite and respectful not wanting to get on their bad side. As the night wore on their intentions had become noticeable. It started off innocent with small touches to your face and thighs, that led to sultry kisses on your lips and neck, that eventually progressed to them fucking you in a spare broom closet.

You can remember how they roughly fucked you at the same time driving away all thoughts except how you never wanted them to stop. The way they roughly gripped your thighs and held you open, feeling the sting from their clawed hands dig in to you as the obscene sound of skin slapping against skin was all that could be heard. Of how their cocks stretched your pussy out wide and filled you up so good, reaching the deepest parts of you making your eyes roll every time they hit you g-spot. They took turns thrusting up in to you rubbing against your walls just right making sure that you were always full no matter what. Making you a babbling drooling mess and had you feeling as though they were breaking you in half with their cocks. Or the way they had kissed each other right in front of you so lewdly making you moan from how hot that was. You were so loud at one point Vox had to cover your mouth before you all were discovered. But nothing, nothing could’ve made you come harder than seeing the absolutely wrecked and drooling expressions the demons had every time you clenched around them as they told you how hot and tight your pussy was. The soft mewling noises Valentino was making as you chanted his name softly. And the way he had looked at you so possessively as you begged him to make you cum. Or how Valentino had shuddered as you came on their cocks. Oh how he had kissed you over and over again through your orgasm swallowing down your cries of ecstasy, his eyes glowing softly like dying embers were solely focused on you. It was so cute how he tried so hard to hide his whimpers and gasps by biting down on your shoulder as they both came so hard deep inside you a few moments later. You could’ve sworn you saw Vox short circuiting out of the corner of your eye while he was coming. The high you felt from making these two overlords of hell cum their fucking brains out was making you giddy with pride. To know that even if there were others before you, you had done it best. Fuck how could he even think you had forgotten. They had practically fucked you within an inch of your life.

Funny enough though, when the meeting came to choosing workers you weren’t one of their picks. In fact you weren’t picked at all by any of the overlords. Your parents trying to console you only made you feel worse. Your feelings stung by how they discarded you without so much as a second glance. But what did you expect they were literal demons. It was in their nature to be cold and cruel. They saw an easy opportunity to get laid and you had stupidly fell for it. Of course they didn’t think you were special. No you had just been an easy lay. You avoided them for the rest of the evening trying not to look in their direction even though you can feel their stairs watching you closely. Not wanting them to see just how hurt you actually were you pay them no mind not wanting to see them laughing and mocking you. And especially not wanting to see their expressions of indifference etched on their faces.

As the meeting was called to an end and everyone was leaving a hand grabbed your arm surprising you and pulled you aside to one of the secluded alcoves in the hallway and pinned you against the wall. His hands on both sides of you trapping you in his arms. It was Vox. He was glaring down at your feet as if they had done something especially nasty to offend him. He sighs and speaks softly still not looking at you.

“Look I know I’m the last person you wanna see right now and your probably really pissed at me but just listen ok.” You scowl at him and cross your arms letting that be the only indication that you were listening. “I’m just here to tell you that the reason we didn’t pick you wasn’t because we don’t like you or anything. Its because we like you that we didn’t pick you ok. So wipe that look of your face and go back to smiling like you were earlier.”

“Yeah that’s a no. Also if you guys liked me so much then why didn’t you guys pick me? I thought my skills would be of good use? I mean did I do something to offend you or -“

“No!, ” he hurriedly interjects “you didn’t do anything you were,” he pauses and lets out a breathy laugh his eyes softening as he looks at you his hand coming to rest on your cheek, “you were incredible.”

But you swat his hand away not really wanting to be touched right now. “Then what is it? Was I just good enough to fuck but not good enough to work with? Is that it? Oh my god, that’s it isn’t it?”

He rubs a hand over his face with increasing impatience as if I’m just not getting what he’s trying to say. “No! It’s just -, I don’t think -, Val can be kind of -“ he growls in frustration and turns away from you walking a few feet away from you with his back turned, his hands balled in to fists. What in the world was he trying to say? Why couldn’t he just get it over with and spit it out? He takes a deep breath in and releases it. He puts his hands in his pockets and looks back at you over his shoulder. His face set in a hard and cold expression.

“The way we run our business, the way we do things, it just wouldn’t suit someone like you.”

“Whats that supposed to mean?” You say clearly offended and confused “What kind of work do you guys do anyway?”

“Val has an iron grip on the sex industry and I have a monopoly on the entire internet market.” he said it as if it was nothing. Just your everyday ordinary jobs.

“Oh.” you say slightly impressed and distressed at the same time. He stands there looking at you with a look that says told you. And as much as it irked you he was right. Neither of those things suited you. Not with your magic being better suited to necromancy. There was no way you would fit in to their categories of work.

“So what, you came here to warn me? Of what, that you guys might not be good for me?”

He turns back around facing back to the wall.

and answers derisively, “Were demons doll were not good for anyone.” Not good or not good enough you think. The thought makes something in your chest twist uncomfortably.

You knew demons could be kind in their own strange way. But you’d never guess it. Not with all the dick measuring and power plays that went on in Hell. Everyone trying to one up one another. Always trying to manipulate and bring someone else beneath themselves. And for what?

The whole idea seemed pointless to you. Everyone had their glass ceilings that they’d never break. Overlords would never become princes or princesses and those princes and princesses would never become the kings or queens. So why bother at all. But you supposed this need, this thirst for power and dominance was only an illusion to what they truly craved. Love and acceptance. No creature that lived and breathed could be without these things. It was one of the oldest pieces of wisdoms you learned as a witch. That wasn’t to say that if you loved a demon they would love you back and everything would be fine. No this way of thinking was pure fantasy. For a demon to truly love and be loved in return they’d have to go within and introspect themselves and change for the better because they want to. To truly heal and be better. This was something that they’d have to truly want for themselves. But they don’t, just for the same reason you don’t wash your car everyday; you just don’t feel like it. Conform and be sinful or be crushed under the weight of your own pain and anguish. This was the unspoken rule of hell.

Even with knowing all this there was just something about these two that you couldn’t leave alone. It would probably be a good idea if you did but, you weren’t really great at making good choices. You walk up to Vox and wrapped your arms around him hugging him from behind. You can feel him flinch as if this was the last thing he had expected you to do. “If you were really so bad, why come back here to make sure I’m ok?”

He turns in your embrace so that he’s facing you; his hands on your hips pulling you close. “Maybe because Valentino told me to come sort things out on his behalf or he’d kill me.”

You give a small laugh at this, “What, why?”.

“Well between you and me I think it was because he really likes you and was sort of scared of what you’d say.”

“Really,” you smile “an overlord of hell afraid of what I’ll say?” Vox just nods his head in agreement. “I don’t believe you.” you say shaking your head in exasperation.

“It’s true. Valentino isn’t good with saying how he feels. He’s better at showing than telling. Trust me I’ve known him long enough to know. Plus I think he was afraid you’d reject him with how much you were ignoring us. He doesn’t take rejection well if you know what I mean.” You can just picture Valentino sitting in his limo arms crossed with a pout on his face. The thought strikes you as cute.

“Or maybe,” Vox says as he leans close to you your faces mere inches away. “Maybe I really did this for myself. To be the last to see you again before I had to go.” The desire in his eyes makes your face heat up. He leans forward and kisses you sweetly and slowly. As if he’s trying to savor this moment with you. To commit it to memory for later.

That had been about a year ago. You had wondered to yourself many times if maybe Vox had just been being nice and letting you down gently. Which was stupid because why did he apologize at all if they were just going to ghost you anyway.

The sound of Vox’s cellphone brings you back to the present. He lets go of your hand and answers it. His face turns in to an scowl clearly annoyed with whoever’s on the phone. He hangs up and starts to leave. “Everything good?” Valentino says raising a brow. “Yeah just a business associate of ours acting up. I’ll handle it.” Vox bends down and kisses your cheek. “Wish I could stay but duty calls. Maybe another time doll.” He says walking away leaving you alone with Valentino.

“So what are you doing here?” Valentino says taking a drag of his cigarette. The sickly sweet smell that comes from the smoke coupled with his intense stare make your pulse quicken and your head feel kinda fuzzy.

“It’s my birthday and I’m here with my friends celebrating.”

“Oh you came to celebrate huh.” He puts his cigarette down on an ash tray on the counter. His hand tilting your chin up to look at him. Those gorgeous red eyes of his looking down at you playfully. “How about I give you a very special gift just for you the birthday girl? Would you like that baby?” he says gliding the smooth material of his leather clad thumb across your bottom lip. “I know you fuckin’ would. Besides I gotta pay you back for that little slice of heaven you gave to me that night way back when.”

You scowl at him not in the mood for reminiscing. “If I made you feel so good then why’d you ghost me?” The question catching him off guard by his surprised expression.

“What’s with that surprised look on your face?” You say mirroring his words from earlier. “Did you think I’d forgotten? Or that I wouldn’t be upset?” You didn’t really want to fight with him but you were still upset about the whole ordeal.

He quickly schooled his features and smiles. “Aww did you miss daddy that much baby?” He coos.

“Fuck off Val.” You swat his hand away flicking him off turning and walking way.

“Hey come back here. I was kidding can’t you even take a joke?” You walk a little faster but his long legs make it easy to keep pace with you. “I said come here.” He says sounding frustrated. You make a bee line for the women’s restroom and almost make it inside, your hand on the door when, Valentino grabs your wrist whirling you around to face him as a pair of arms wraps around your waist and the other pair of hands take a firm hold on your wrists pulling you flush against him.

“Let me go.” You try to pull out of his embrace but he’s just too strong.

“Firstly, don’t fucking walk away from me when I’m talking to you.” You glare up at him disliking just how easy it is for him to over power you. “Secondly, don’t think for a second I haven’t been dying to see you again.”

“Yeah right, liar.” You roll your eyes looking away from him and not believing him for a second.

He lets go of one of your hands and grabs your chin turning your face roughly to meet his. But you still don’t meet his eyes.

“Look at me.” he demands angrily.

And you do so begrudgingly. But you were not prepared for the honesty and sincerity you see in his eyes as he glowers down at you.

“I ain’t no liar. I’m a lot of things babe, a lot, but a liar ain’t one of ‘em. I’m serious. I’ve missed you.” He let’s go of your chin to cup your cheek. “But I’ve got responsibilities in hell that just can’t be ignored. Things that you can’t know about for both our safety. You think I wanted to stay away. Hell just hanging around me could get you killed.” Then this whole time you thought they had been ignoring you. But in reality all they were doing was protecting you. The cool material of his gloves soothing against your blushing cheek. “But trust me when I tell you, you’ve been on my mind everyday since the last time I saw your pretty face. Also Vox has been talking about you ever since too. It’s been real annoying. He even went as far as to stalk all your socials just to get a quick look at you. Talking about how he misses you and shit. Fucking stalker.”

They had been thinking about you just as much as you had been thinking about them. Happiness blooms in your chest. You were more than to know you weren’t just a quick romp in the sheets to them. “I didn’t know.”

“There’s a lot you don’t know about us. But you could if you want to.” the sincerity in his voice catching you off guard. You don’t answer not sure what he means.

“I mean,” he says hurriedly as if he revealed too much. “I don’t think you understand just how much I can’t get how you looked that night out’a my head.”

“Then make me understand.” You say challengingly.

He bends down brings his mouth close to your ear. He runs his lips along the shell of your ear giving it a quick kiss. “The way you were driving me crazy with those sexy little noises you were making. Or how that wonderfully tight pussy of yours milked my cock perfectly.” He chuckles at the shiver your body gives as he speaks in to your ear, his warm breath tickling you. “I could’ve taken you for a pro at cock milking. Had me shaking, knees wobbling like I was getting baptized or some shit. Hell maybe I was. I wouldn’t mind getting to worship you forever.” His sinful words were going straight to your core. Of course you remember. How could you forget. It was the best sex of your life.

“What do you say baby? Gonna let daddy make it up to you tonight? Gonna let me worship that beautiful fucking body of yours? You don’t even realize how hard you got daddy’s cock just thinking about it do you?” He takes your hand and brings it right to his crotch. Sure enough you can feel he’s hard as a rock. You cup your hand and massage him through his pants. His hips grinding against the heel of your hand. He leans his forehead against yours as his grip tightens on your waist. “Fuck you don’t even know how bad I want you right now do you? Yeah keep looking at me, ah fuck, keep looking at daddy don’t look way.” As if you even wanted to. “Look at how you make me baby. All bothered and hot just for you.” Seeing him come undone so quickly from your touch make your pulse quicken and your pussy clench. “Just say you want me and I’ll make all those filthy fantasies i know you got locked up inside that head of yours come true.”

You bite your lip and nod not being able to bear another second without him inside of you. “What’s that? Daddy couldn’t hear you baby. Your gonna have to speak up.”

“Yes. I want you Val. Please make me feel good tonight.”

“That’s my good girl.” Valentino says taking you by the hand and leads you away from the dance floor and out the door that says exit.

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You straddle Valentino’s lap in the back seat of his limo. Grinding against each other as his hands are fisted in your hair while he kisses you. The warm wet glide of his tongue against yours making you feel dizzy with want. Your hands parting his coat to undo the buttons on his long sleeve business shirt. The front of his pants soaked from your wet pussy. He breaks the kiss with a lewd smacking noise and you moan as he bites your lip tugging on it gently with his sharp pointed teeth. You run your hands down his bare chest feeling his stomach muscles jump under your feather light touches. The ravenous hunger in his smoldering gaze makes you tremble all over. There was a promise in those eyes of his but whether it was of pleasure or something else entirely you weren’t really sure. Never had anyone looked at you with such need, such desire it was entirely and inexplicably intoxicating. If you weren’t careful this man would be your undoing.

A pair of his hands pull down the front of your dress exposing your chest. An appreciative hum rumbles from his chest as he brings his hands up to touch you. The cold leather of his gloves making your nipples peak and pebble as he caresses your breasts. “Damn baby, you really do have a perfect fucking body you know that?” Your eyes flutter as his fingers gently pinch and pull at your nipples making you gasp softly and arch in to his touch.

“Wish you would suck on them.” you say wanting to feel his warm mouth on you.

“Oh do you now?” He said pleased by your filthy words. “Then beg nicely first.”

“But I did.“ you pout up at him.

But he remains stead fast. “No, you said I wish. Wishing ain’t begging.” You just look at him not sure if he’s serious or not. But he just leans back in his seat a pair of arms spread wide across the tops with a challenging expression on his face daring you to make your next move.

Fine if he wanted to play hard ball then so would you. You rise on to your knees, hands on his shoulders as your chest is level with Val’s grinning mouth. “Please daddy suck on my nipples. Please use your mouth to make me feel good.”

Delight lights up on his face at your act of sluttiness. Something about this man brought out a naughty filthy side of you that you didn’t even know existed until you met him. “My baby’s such a little slut tonight aren’t you?” His hands come away from the tops of the seat to slide up your back bringing you closer as he slowly circles your nipple with his tongue before sucking on it. Tugging on it gently with his teeth. You let out a gasp letting your hands come up and rest on the back of his head for purchase as your head falls back and you surrender to his wonderfully talented tongue. You bite your lip trying to stifle your voice as you feel the sharp sting of Valentino’s teeth bite down on the side of your breast hard enough to leave a mark. He soothes the bite with gentle licks lapping up the tiny droplets of blood that well up. He trails his lips to the other breast giving it the same treatment as the first. He’s so attentive and gentle with you. Could this really be the same cold and heartless Valentino all of Hell feared? The cruel and power hungry moth pimp? The same man who mistreats and hurts people for a living with out a care? How? The difference between the two was so enormous as if they weren’t even the same person at all.

The cool air inside the limo contrasting with his hot mouth make goosebumps break out all over your skin. The hands on your waist slide down to your to your thighs and up all the way under under your dress. He groans in to your chest and looks down. The look of unbridled lust in his eyes as he sees you’ve gone commando tonight. “And just who the fuck were you gonna give this pussy to tonight huh?” He says angrily. A harsh smack lands on your ass when you don’t answer fast enough. “Were you gonna give some nameless dumb fuck what’s mine?”

You shake your head. “No Valentino I -“

Another harsh smack lands on your ass. “Shut up,” his hand tangles in your hair angling you to look down straight into his eyes as he sinks two long fingers in to you. “Now let me make this clear,” his voice dropping low and dangerous as he thrusts his fingers in and out of you making you hot all over. “If you ever let anyone beside Vox an I touch you I’ll kill’em. “ His fingers massage your g-spot. “I’ll kill’em so fucking painfully and slow while you watch. Then I’ll fuck you right on top of their life less body.” You could hear the lewd squelching sounds your pussy was making. “No one touches what’s mine and lives. Do you understand?” a smack to your clit had clenching around his fingers, juices running down your thighs. His threat shouldn’t have turned you on as much as it did. But oh god it did.

“Yes, yes I understand. Yours, all yours Val. No one else.” You babble already almost at your limit of teasing.

“Good.” He says satisfied with your answer. “Hmmm what’s this?” Val looks down at his hand currently fingering you to see it’s drenched in your love juices. “I guess my baby is more depraved than I thought huh?” You chose not to answer. Not wanting to boost his monstrous ego anymore than it already was. “Damn, your really clamping down on my fingers. What, did my little speech really do it for you?” He laughs derisively. “If your this wet I guess your ready for the main event then huh.” You moan as his fingertips brush against your g-spot on last time before withdrawing completely.

You almost stop breathing as you watch him bring his fingers to his mouth and lick them clean. The way his tongue curled around each finger before taking it in to his mouth and sucking on it. It was the most erotic and sinful thing you’d ever seen. “Shhh don’t whine daddy’s knows what you need. And I’m gonna give it to you real good alright baby.” You hadn’t even realized you made a noise.

You watch as he undoes his pants. The clinking of his belt as he unfastens it sounds too loud in the quiet of the limo. He pulls out his thick 10in cock and sighs as he strokes himself leisurely. “Come here.” he pats his lap and you lower yourself back down till you can feel him lined up with your entrance. You try to sink down on the tip but are stopped by his hands holding you in place. You look up at him in confusion but he just smirks. “Nah not just yet.” He moves to rub the head of his cock in small tight circles on your clit. The much needed friction making your thighs tense and shake, driving you crazy. “You like that baby? Want me to put it in? Want me to shove it all the way in deep inside huh? Want it real fucking bad don’t ya?”

“Val just get on with it already.” you say impatiently. You were so done with fore play and you wanted him to just hurry up already.

“Nah, a slut like you has to work for this cock.”

“But you said you’d spoil me remember?”

“That I did. But that was before I knew you were gonna spread you legs tonight for some fucking cocksucker nobody.” He says glaring at you. “So now you beg. Beg me and I’ll give it to you just the way you like it baby. Rough and deep.” He leans down and kisses down the side of your neck; sucking marks here and there. “Look at how wet you are down here for me already. Your pussy is practically drooling all over my cock.” You look down to see he’s right. His cock was wet and shiny as your juices drip down his shaft. “Hurry up and beg already. She’s hungry, aren’t you baby,” he starts slapping his cock against your pussy and watches as it clenched around nothing “and I can’t wait to feed her, her favorite meal.”

Arrogant jerk you think. Valentino could be such an annoying pain at the worst time with his cocky attitude. But as much as it killed you to admit it, he was right. You wanted him. Bad enough that you were willing to put your pride aside an beg him to fuck you.

But you know how to get him to give you what you want. You place your hands on his face pulling him down your lips against his and whisper “Please fuck me Valentino. I need you so badly. No one else can make me feel the way you do. I know you want me just as bad as I want you so top pretending already.” You say as you place chaste kisses on his lips trying to entice him to give in and break.

Your plan works but his face has the exact same expression from the last time you guys were together. That look of lost and confused. As if no one had ever spoken to him like this before. Had no one said these words to him? No that was ridiculous. He was the overlord of lust and depravity. Surly tons of past lover had said these exact things to him too many times to count. But then, why was he looking at you like that. As if no one ever had. No. Now was not the time for such thoughts. You put it in the back of your mind and bring yourself back to the present moment. The one where your about to give Valentino the ride of his life; give the lord of lust a run for his money.

His grip on your hips eases letting you lower yourself down on him. You both sigh as the head of his cock slips into you. You relax letting yourself take more of him in. The delicious stretch making your walls flutter around him. He makes a choking noise and grits his teeth as you sink down about half way. God he was so thick how did you manage to take him and Vox at the same time before when you already felt this full. Taking him slowly was probably best but you just couldn’t wait anymore. You rise up till jut the head was in and just let yourself slam down on his cock. “Fuck.” Val growls through clenched teeth, his eyes falling shut as his head falls back against the seat. The stretch bordering on painful but you didn’t care. That was more than fine with you so long as you got to see Valentino’s calm and collected demeanor shattered. You wanna see it again. To see him writhe and squirm until his a complete wreck under you. To see him so desperate and hungry for your touch as you were for his.

You slowly lift yourself halfway up. “Val,” he lifts his head meeting you gaze as you say, “look at me and don’t look away.” as you let your self drop down. His eyes seemed to glow darker and brighter in the darkness of the car as he tries to keep them open. You could see the way he was fighting to keep quiet as if he wasn’t affected at all but you weren’t fooled for a second. You could feel how his thighs tensed and hear how his breathing had started to pick up. Making him come undone so quickly was enough to make you giddy with confidence.

“Tell me, tell me how much your enjoying this Val.” You say breathlessly, a cocky smile on your lips. His eyes bore in to yours. Taunting him might not have been the best idea but it sure as hell was fun. His hands griped your waist tighter, his claws sinking in to your flesh. You hoped it left marks in the morning. It would be your proof that he was really feeling it and loving it. “How much your, ah, loving how good I make you, fuck, make you feel. Tell me, oh god, how you’ve never had a, fuck, had a pussy as good as mine.” You laugh bouncing on his cock as his scowl deepens. “Nothing to say? Oh fuck, guess I’m just that good -“

You feel it. You feel the exact moment that Valentino’s resolve breaks. In a flash his hands come around your neck cutting you off as he plants his feet and just starts driving up in to you with reckless abandon. Your surprised screams of pleasure filling the inside the limo. “What’s the matter?” Where’d all that confidence go? Who has nothing to say now? Tell me!” The way he bounced your body up and down on his cock as if you were nothing more than a rag doll had you more turned on than you cared to ever say. His glasses skewed on his face as sweat falls from his brow. You close your eyes and held on for dear life just letting yourself get lost in the feeling of being used by him. Fuck it was too much and not enough. He was stretching you out so wide that it felt as if you could feel every ridge and bump he had on his cock. He was so deep it felt as though he was in your stomach. He adjust his hips slightly hitting your g-spot. You screamed, surprised by the blinding pleasure and the intensity of his thrusts. You knew you’d never go to heaven but hell of it didn’t feel like you were already there. Your toes curling each time he hits your g-spot with the head of his cock. You look up at him tying to convey what you can’t say; More, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop, please make me cum, I want to cum.

“That’s it baby, fuck, scream for daddy. Let everyone know who’s cock is making you feel this fucking good.” He snarls. “Fuck it’s too good. Your pussy is sucking down my cock like a pro. So good,so tight” he says drool leaking down his chin as he looks at you as if your the most fucking mesmerizing thing he’s ever seen. An wasn’t that just the best damn compliment you ever heard. The lord of lust saying you were the best he’s ever had. You almost came for a second.

Liquid fire felt as if it was coursing through your veins as stars danced across your vision. “Please, please let me cum, oh fuck please.” You beg him as tears form in the corner of your eyes. You were so close just a little more. And there it was again just like last time. That look of possessiveness in his eyes as he looked down at you. “Fuck what are you trying to do to me?” Awe and confusion mingled with frustration colored his voice. As if he couldn’t quite believe what what happening. “You think you can just make me feel like this? What are you doing to me? Are you trying to fuck with my head?” He growls. He was panting hard now moaning unabashedly mouth open to far gone, beyond the point of caring. He was close, you could feel it by the way he twitched inside of you each time he bottomed our and how his thrusts were starting to become choppy losing any sense of rhythm.

One of his hands came away from your neck to rub tight circles on your clit. “You wanna cum, then go on cum for daddy. I give you permission to cum on this cock baby. Let me feel how much you love gettin your shit wrecked by me.” That was it. The tight thread in your belly snapping and you were coming. Wailing as you came not caring if the people outside in the parking lot heard you. “Fuck fuck fuck fuck” Val cursed his eyes slamming shut as your walls constructed and fluttered around him pulling him over the edge with you. He thrust in to you a few more times before hilting one last time. A cry of your name on his lips as he shuddered, his hot semen spilling inside you filling you to the brim.

Oh god you were still shaking as you sat there letting your brain come back online. That was it. These damn demons had ruined you for life. There was no going back to sleeping with humans now. Labored breathing was the only noise now inside the car. Valentino released his hold on your neck. “You good?” he asks sounding winded as he gently rubs your neck checking for any signs of bruising. You nod and wrap your arms around his neck pulling him closer and kiss him. Your tongue sliding between the seam of his lips asking for entrance and he grants it. The way he kisses you was so tender and almost loving. This was only your second time being with this man and already you could feel yourself getting lost in him. Your heart feeling as if it’s swelling with some indescribable feeling as he wraps his arms around your back pulling you close so there’s no room in between. His other hands rub soothing circles on your waist where he gripped you too hard.

When your both done redressing as best you can Valentino presses a button and speaks in to a speaker. And to your horror the driver of the limo answers. “What’s your address?”

Are you taking me home?

“Yeah why you not done partying? I guess we could go back inside and have a couple of drinks it’s only 2. We still got another hour before last call.”

“No, I mean thank you for, the ride.” Thank you for not just sleeping with me and then ditching me like last time is what you really want to say but you don’t. You give the driver your address and the limo starts up and pulls away from the club.

Valentino light a cigarette the soft glow of the bud illuminating his face. He offers it to you but you decline. Smoking not being your thing. He rests his chin on his palm on the armrest of his seat as he looks out the window. You sit there awkwardly not sure how to proceed. But he decides for you as he pulls you closer to his side. One arm draped over your shoulders and another wrapped around your waist.

“It wasn’t a coincidence that we met here tonight was it?”

“Aren’t you perceptive.”

“How’d you even find me? How did you know I was going to be here?”

“I used a locator spell I got from an old acquaintance to find you. As for how I knew you’d be here tonight, I didn’t.“

“So what you built this club close to where I live and came everyday hoping to maybe see me there.”

He just shrugs his shoulders and continues to look out the window as if it was the most fascinating thing in the world.”

“You could’ve just come to visit me or I don’t know maybe called me, you know.” Your starting to suspect what Vox had said about Val being scared of what you’d say was true. But again why? You were no threat. Or was it more of a feelings problem than a physical one. Demons after all are unfortunately all emotionally immature. No matter how strong and powerful they were.

“Why don’t you live with your folks?” He asks breaking the silence. Witches tended to live with their families till marriage but you had to move out sooner. The shame and disappointment had gotten to be too much for you.

“It’s complicated.” He raises a brow as if saying try me. So you continue. “My family and I haven’t really been on good terms since initiation last year.”

“How come?”

“Well as the only child of the house of Dramir it is, was my duty to bring honor and glory to the family name. I had planned to make that happen by showing off my skills and catching the eye of some overlord who could make that happen. That was how I was going to make a name for myself. But it didn’t work out like I had hoped.”

“Wait aren’t you guys supposed to have lots of kids for crap like that? Why are to an only child?”

“My parents did try a couple of times before me but those pregnancies ended up being still borns. My parents were devastated each time. They had lost hope of ever having their own child. Until they had me. I was their little miracle. So with that they poured all their knowledge and resources in to making me as strong as I could be in hopes of impressing you guys. But i guess I just wasn’t what you guys were looking for.” Valentino laps back in to silence and doesn’t speak for a while. He takes a long drag of his cigarette and blows out small smokey red hearts. You watch as they bump against the car window and slowly dissipate. Then finally he turns his attention away from the window and on to you.

“That doesn’t explain why you moved out?”

“Witch society can be brutal and very shallow. To be turned away from being picked at initiation is the equivalent of being told that your weak and worthless. Because if you are valuable and of use then there would be no reason to not be chosen.”

You can remember the awful things people said under their breath about you. Or the mocking your parents endured during coven meetings. Of how all the other parents gushed about their child’s new position only to ask “ - and what about your daughter? What does she do?” The absolute duckers that had been.

“I am now the reason my family is the laughing stock of our people. A disappointment my grandmother had outright said to my face. My parents never say it out loud though which I think is worse but I can see the disappointment in their eyes and their tight smiles whenever I’m mentioned. So now I live here in Miami. Hopefully this will be far enough away that I won’t bother my family.”

Valentino just looked at you a myriad of emotions playing out on his face as you told your story. But he didn’t say anything to which you were grateful. “Big skip across the pond for a fresh start. Not the worst decision.” It was actually the best decision you had ever made. Here there was no pressure to perform. No old biddies telling you how to act and how to live as a witch. Out here you could breath. Being a with was who you were but that doesn’t mean it should be the only thing you are. You’ve enjoyed finding out what kinds of things you like to do and how you really want to dress and wear your make up. Never again would you be modest or conservative about anything ever again.

“So what do you do now?” he asks curiously.

“I now am the proud owner of my own business.” you tell him proud that you were able to start a business all by yourself.

“Oh.” He says interested. “And what exactly does your business do?”

“I sell my magic to those who can afford it.”

“Like what, 5 dollars a pop for a tarot card reading?” He smiles and chortles.

“No.” You say playfully elbowing him in the ribs. “It more like 25 dollars actually.” He shakes his head in disbelief. “There are other things too like potions and spells. But the real money maker is letting people talk to their passed loved ones.

“A seance, your shitin’ me.” He out right laughs.

“No not a seance.” You scowl at him for even mentioning that horrible cheap carnival trick. “We both know that those things aren’t even real. The people who conduct seances are fakes and phony’s. They make the rest of us, true practitioners, look just as phony and stupid as they are.”

“Jeez sorry.” He hold up his hands on mock surrender. “Don’t get your panties in a twist”

You roll you eyes at him.“Whatever. Now with me. People call me when they want to have one last word with their deceased loved ones. So I go down to the morgue with them and reanimate their loved one calling the soul back to the body. It only last an hour any more than that and the dead will be in terrible pain. This is usually enough to help the living move on.”

“Sounds like your making decent money.”

The limo comes to a halt in front of your apartment complex. You don’t really want to go though. Your afraid that this might be the last time you ever see him. He makes no move to disentangle himself from you. Valentino takes one last drag of his cigarette before snubbing out in the door ash tray. “I’m taking you out this weekend so be ready when I get here at 8.” How rude, but your happy he’s making an effort to see you again. “Ok.” you say.

He gets off to lets you out and helps you out of the limo. Your about to walk off when he catches your wrist gently pulling you back. You let him hold you against himself. He brings his hand to your chin and tilts it up as he bends to kiss you. He tastes of smoke and ash. The kiss ends just as fast as it started. He lets go of you and you walk to your apartment. He stands there watching you go in only getting back in his limo once you’ve entered your home safely. You watch him leave the parking lot from your window praying time will fly by till the weekend comes.

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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I theorize Black hat is actually touch starved and craves affection but he doesn’t know how to deal with that which is why he is so rough when dealing with Flug. We see this time and time again through the villainous episodes.

#villainous #black hat #black hat x dr flug #paperhat #teteraphilia #monster lover

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Thoughts of you consume me

Warnings: [18+], glory hole kink, oral, brief mentions of vaginal sex, teterophilia

What!? Black hat discovering he might have feelings for Flug in the middle of fucking someone else? More likely than you think babes.

Word count: 3.3k

Minors for the love of god plz stay away

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Black hat looked at the business card in his hand then up at the neon sign that read pleasure palace in big bright red letters as it flashed on and off above him.

It was a private club who solely catered to high ranking villains only. You could only get in if you had been invited or were brought as a guest.

They were pretty hard to find considering the location changed from week to week. This insured absolute secrecy not only for the patrons but also the staff.

He had heard about this place from a business associate of his and had been told it was great for, letting off steam. He pocketed the card placing it in one of the hidden pockets of his coat as he walked up the front steps pulling on the brass handle of the door and walked in.

His footsteps clicked against the pristine flooring that was polished white marble with a gold trim.

He heard soft chattering as he walked through the lobby full of other villains waiting to get in.

Some of them were buyers from him and not even high ranking. The nerve to even claim to be he thought.

Delicate roses cut from ruby were scattered along the marble columns. Emerald cut in to exquisite leaves and vines that spiraled down the length of the column complimenting the dark red walls behind them.

Along the walls were Grecian paintings in golden frames. The paintings showed star crossed lovers or forbidden romances such as Eros and psyche. Classy but maybe a bit too over kill thought black hat as he passed by them.

A thin and lanky werewolf rushed over to greeted him. “Good evening lord black hat.” He said giving a polite bow. “If we had known you’d be coming we would’ve had someone greet you upon entering our fine establishment.”

“It’s fine,” Black hat said waving away anymore apologies the wolf might have. “ -just lead the way.”

“Right.” The werewolf said uttering a nervous laugh. “Please right this way.”

He could feel the indignant and jealous stares from the other guests. Angry that they had not been treated with the same level of respect.

But really he didn’t see why he needed to be checked in seeing as he was the highest ranking villain there.

Ridiculous really. The werewolf led him through the mahogany double doors to a huge room where people were dining and drinking. The werewolf bowed one last time leaving black hat on his own.

Inside up above a large crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling reflecting the soft candle light from the tables giving the room a romantic feel to it. Soft music played in the background as men and women of all kinds sat at tables drinking and smoking. Flirting with one another trying to gain attention from the patrons.

He saw a gargoyle man heatedly kissing an incubus woman in one of the corner booths.

His strong arms wrapped around her waist as she ground her hips into his.

Their limbs tangled around one another making it hard to tell where one ended and one began.

Further in a minator stood in front of a large glass tank with a love stricken expression on his face as a mermaid with pale blue skin and black eyes blew heart bubbles at him from underwater.

She batted her lashes at him coquettishly. The scales of her tail reflecting the room’s warm light giving it a dazzling shimmering effect.

He passes by a group of scantily clad werecat women that were already entertaining it seemed.

A goblin sat in a secluded corner of the room on a loveseat with his head thrown back and was moaning softly as two of the werecat women had their heads in his lap.

Each massaging one side of his large balls in the palm of their hands while simultaneously running their tongues up and down his shaft, purring as they did so. He brought his head up to look down just as one of them took the tip in to her mouth as the other laved at one of his balls. His big hands tangled in their hair carful of their sensitive ears as the other women kissed on his mouth and neck. One of them caught black hat staring and winked at him. Her jade green eyes playful as she threw him a flirtatious fanged smile. He paid her no mind and kept walking to the desk in the back of the room.

A pixie woman with tawny brown skin greeted him as he arrived. She wore a dress that looked as if it was made out of delicate white butterfly wings that accentuated her own translucent gossamer wings.

Her beautiful opal eyes even more striking against her green eyelashes.

She smiled at him dimples showing as she tucked a lose piece of her green hair behind her pointed ear revealing a golden ear cuff encrusted with rubies.

It ran from the tip of her ear all the way down to her earlobe.

“Hello Lord Black Hat.” she said in a high cheery voice also bowing her head politely, her Scottish accent thick.

“I am Mrs. Demir. How may I be of service to you this fine evening?”

“I was told there were fine entertainments to be had here.” Her eyes glittered with mischief as he spoke.

“Oh yes we have all kinds here.” she smiled at blackhat, showing a full set of small razor sharp teeth. Her mouth stretched thin at the corners making it look as if her skin didn’t fit her body quite right. As if it were too small for her. She was in his opinion horrifyingly beautiful. The kind of woman he might try to bed any other night. “What per say were you wanting sir?”

“Something private.” He emphasized the last word.

“All out rooms are private sir. Its what makes our establishment the best.” she said trying her best to sound reassuring.

“No,” he said correcting her. “- I mean I prefer for this encounter to remain completely anonymous for both parties.” Black hat wasn’t in the mood for fake pleasantries tonight. He wanted to fuck and get out as soon as possible.

“Oh, of course my mistake sir. Forgive me for misunderstanding.” She said flustered at having gotten such an important customers request wrong. She quickly continued on trying to cover up her mistake. “Will this be an overnight visit or-“

“No I will be leaving right after.” He said gruffly sliding a hefty wad of cash to her across the desk.

“I see.” she said thoughtfully as she opened the register and deposited the money in to it. Her thin long fingers reaching under the desk an pulling out a key card. “Then if I may, I suggest room 27. They have such compliments from their regulars. I think they’re exactly what your looking for.”

She gave him instructions to go on through the double doors and up the flight of stairs to the 2nd floor. Once there she instructed him to be sure to only enter the second to last stall once he was inside the room.

Black hat did as he was told going through another set of mahogany double doors and up another set of stairs. The inside was much larger that it looked from the outside. He supposed it was part of the enchantment that was placed on the building.

He walked down the hallway following the numbers 17, 18, 19, he passed a couple who looked as if they just couldn’t be bothered to wait till they were inside their room.

A woman, human it looked like with her dress hiked up panties moved to the side, and a tall hulking Sphinx man who was wildly driving in to her.

Her hands and face pressed up against the wall as one of the spinx’s clawed tipped hands that was wrapped entirely around her waist and was he pulling her back on to his cock making wet squelching noises as he did. His other hand held up her leg gripping the back of her knee. The angle letting him drive deeper in to her sopping wet cunt. Juices running down her leg as her body shook from the force of his thrusts. His wings expanding each time he bottomed out. Her cries of ecstasy echoing in the quiet hallway. 25, 26, 27. Thank hell he thought done with seeing others in the throws of passion. He scanned the key card through the card scanner and pushed open the black door to room 27 hurriedly walking inside. He heard the soft click of the door closing behind him echoing through the room.

The room was bathed in a dim neon pink light that lined the ceiling giving the room an eerie yet seductive air about it. He had half expected it to be dingy and filthy but to his surprise it was relatively clean. Not a very common thing for places like this but a very welcome change.

He passed by a single sink and mirror followed by urinals that lined the walls on both sides as he went further in to the room till he came to two stalls in the corner. He could hear a heart beat on the other side indicating that there was indeed someone in there.

He opened the door to the unoccupied stall as he was instructed and went in locking it behind him. There was a sign on the stall wall written in black cursive letters that read knock and insert here with an arrow pointing to a hole in the wall.

Excitement ran through him. He’d never tried a glory hole before. He undid his belt and fly pulling out his 11in cock already half hard. He sighed softly giving himself a couple of firm strokes feeling himself harden in his hand. It had been awhile since he let himself indulge in the pleasures of the flesh. His schedule was so booked lately that there just didn’t seem to be any time for it. The last straw being when he started to imagine what Flug would look like on his knees with his lips wrapped around his cock as he gagged on it during a meeting with a very important client. The thought shocking him enough to reschedule and rush to the bathroom to take care of his problem. He knew right there and then that something had to be done before he acted out of foolishness. No good would come of having liaisons with employees. None.

Black hat knocked before sliding his erect cock through the hole. He let his hands rest on the wall in front of him as he waited. A warm hand on the other side took hold of him and kissed the tip. The warmth of their palm making him sigh as they rhythmically stroked him from base to tip.

He shivered as warm soft lips trailed up and down his shaft leaving hot open mouthed kisses in their wake. Tongue occasionally peaking out to trace up and down all the veins and ridges on his cock.

Black hat let his head fall back as he felt the tension in his whole body melt away with each caress of their hand and lips. This. This is what black hat had been craving, no needing. Someone to just worship his cock. No questions or useless polite talk of any kind. Just someone who gave him exactly what he asked for with out any hassle or emotional crap.

He groaned low in his throat as the tip of their tongue teased the underside of his cock making it twitch for them. Maybe it really had been too long if they were so easily able to pull these reactions from him black hat thought to himself.

He didn’t need to see to know that pre was dribbling out from his slit in thick rivulets. He felt their tongue lap at his leaking slit and lick up the cum that leaked down the sides of his shaft making sure to leave him clean and shiny with spit. The image of Flug down on his knees lapping up his cum came to mind. The image making him utter a choked moan. Why the fuck was he thinking about Flug right now?! What the hell was wrong with him?!

He shook his head trying to clear his mind but again his ridiculous mind brought up the image of Flug on the other side of the wall on his knees swirling his tongue slowly around the head teasing his slit with the pointed tip of his tongue.

Black hat bit his lip to keep from moaning as warm breath wafted over his cock driving him crazy with want. Maybe not seeing had been a mistake.

“Fuck.” he gasped, his hips gave small thrusts trying to get them to get on with it. But to his dismay they just continued their onslaught of tantalizing and teasing touches. Black hat tried hard to picture someone else. Anyone else, but it was no use. No matter who he imagined his mind kept turning back to Flug. He no longer was trying to fight his traitorous mind about Flug. Letting it win in what it wanted to see.

He pictured Flug closing those pouty pink lips of his around the head and bobbing in earnest, massaging the underside with his tongue just as they were.

Fuck picturing his pathetic and clumsy scientist doing something so perverse, so delectably sinful, was turning him on like nothing else ever had.

He’d need to revisit why later. But for now he threw it to the dogs and let his mind wander back to his fantasy.

His legs shook at how rough imaginary flug was being. Tugging on him just right with every pull back making sure to hollow his cheeks giving just the perfect amount of suction. It was pure bliss.

Drool dripped down black hat’s chin as he could hardly contain his noises anymore. God it was humiliating to be heard like this but at the same time so exhilarating. He could let go and not worry about anything because this person would never know who he was. It was maddening to him how relinquishing control during sex was turning him on so much as if he was a young demon again getting his dick wet for the first time. He wasn’t used to giving up control seeing as he had no one he could really trust. Not true his mind whispered going back to Flug. As a demon it was just unheard of for something like that to happen. But then again when had he ever followed demon societal norms.

He heard an inhale from the other side as felt the head of his cock slip into their throat wishing with all his being it was Flug. The in human roar he let out echoed in the empty bathroom. Tentacles sprung up from his body slithering up the wall and over the floor as they gaged around him. He pictured Flug looking up at him with those big doe eyes filled with worship and adoration. Gaging his reactions to see what best pleased him. And god was Flug good at pleasing black hat, even if black hat never acknowledged it.

Flug kept going till all of him was sheathed in his throat. His legs shook from the effort it took to just stand still and just enjoy the wonderful wet heat around him. It was taking all his self control to not just phase through the wall and just start face fucking whoever was on the other side.

Flug hollowed his cheeks pulling back torturously slow, lewd slurping noises sounding too loud in the quiet of the room. He kept going till only the tip of black hat’s cock was in his mouth before going back down taking him all the way down again and again and again.

He let his forehead rest against the wall as the claws on his hands dug in to it leaving deep scratch marks. He closed his eyes pressing himself as close to the wall as he possibly could surrendering to the talented mouth on the other side all the while imagining it was his idiot scientist.

Fuck it felt good. Too good. Black hat could feel himself nearing his end already and the session had only just begun. His cock feeling as though it was melting from all the wondrous attention it was receiving. How Flug’s tight hot throat was squeezing him just right every time he swallowed around him.

Was it simply the anonymity of this encounter making him feel this good? Or was it his fantasy of Flug so attentively sucking his cock? He wasn’t sure and at the moment could be bothered to care as they moaned around his cock. The vibrations threatening to send him over the edge when they suddenly pulled off.

He let out a menacing growl that reverberated throughout the room. He felt them line themselves up with his cock and thrust back on to it. Their walls fluttering around him as they tried to accommodate his monstrous size. Black hat waisted no time and began thrusting into the tight channel.

The image of Flug laying flat on his stomach sprawled out on black hat’s bed. Black hat’s hands on either side of Flug’s head as he drove in to him wildly from behind making Flug scream his name. Oh how he’d fuck Flug, fuck him until flug begged him to stop. And even then he might not.

Fuck he was close, so close. The flimsy stall wall shaking with each rough thrust. Liquid fire pooled in his belly ready to burst at any moment. Hurried wet slapping noises and muffled moans came from the other side as their body suddenly clenched down hard on his length. His eyes slamming shut from the intensity of the pleasure. The acrid tang of blood filled his mouth as he bit his lip to conceal his voice as he thrust in a few more times before he too came. Hilting in them one final time before stilling his hips as he shot thick hot spirts of cum in to them, a soft whisper of Flug’s name falling from his lips. Black hat’s thighs trembled as their walls milked him so deliciously.

All that could be heard now was his own labored breathing. Black hat let his softening cock slip from their body. Tearing off a few pieces of toilet paper from the holder and wiping himself clean before tucking himself back in and zipping up his pants.

He exited the stall and walked out of the room. Black hat snapped his fingers and teleported himself back to the mansion, not particularly in the mood to see people rutting against one another like animals.

As he walked the halls back to his office he accidentally bumped too hard in to Flug as he turned a corner knocking the man down to the ground.

“Sorry boss I didn’t see you there.” He said in a nervous tone as he looked up at black hat.

There they were again. The disgusting thoughts. His mind telling him to pin Flug to the ground and fuck him till he couldn’t walk properly.

“Boss?” Flug said confused by black hat’s silence and intense stare.

Flug’s voice bring him out of his thoughts. “Stay out of my sight you pathetic worm.” He said as viscously as he could walking right over Flug and continuing on to his office. Keeping his desires in check was going to be a lot harder than he thought.

#villainous #villanos #paperhat #black hat #dr Flug #teteraphilia #monster x human #black hat x dr flug #monster lover #demon x human #lemon

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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You can be the exception

Summary: Flug sneaks up to his boss’s office to touch himself secretly while black hat’s away on business only to be discovered by black hat himself.

Words: 3k

Warnings: (18+) voyerism, masterbation, self esteem issues, self worth issues, penetration, intense eye contact, pinning idiots with no communication skills

Minors you know the drill scadosh

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‪Flug strokes himself in black hat’s office chair. Soft gasps falling from his lips as he was already so excited from doing something so perverse in his boss’s absence.

He knew it was wrong but the fear of being rejected and ridiculed was just too much for him. So Flug would wait for black hat to leave the mansion and come up to his office and imagining what it would feel like to be touched by him.

The smell of cigar smoke and expensive cologne still lingered in the air from before blackhat left this morning.‬ Black hat’s sent was everywhere driving him crazy. Flug lifted his bag making it crinkle up over his nose to get a better smell.

He was practically fucking his own hand at this point. So close he could feel the taught string in his belly ready to snap at any second. Just a little more, almost there he thought as his hand sped up his toes curling.

The chair suddenly turning to face black hat “So this is what you get up to when I’m gone hmm?” black hat said derisively scowling down at Flug. Flug stopped immediately closing his legs and covering himself with his shirt. His face turning red with embarrassment and shame at being caught.

They just stared at each other for a moment. Then finally black hat broke the silence.

“What do you want Flug?” Black hat asked but not sounding annoyed or angry but as if he was waiting for something. A cue of some sort.

Flug bit his lip weighing in his mind if he should dare ask the one thing he truly wanted in this moment. He gulped watching blackhat’s eyes slide down to his lips as he licked them nervously before asking, “Stay. Stay and watch me, please.”

Black hat’s brow creased and just stared at Flug as if he had said something completely baffling.

Regret instantly setting as Flug wished he hadn’t said anything. “You know what never mind it that was stupid. I didn’t mean it.” he said quickly trying to backpedal out of this whole thing. “I’ll just go.” Flug moves to stand but is prevented by Black hat’s hand on his chest pushing him back down in to the chair as he tries to get up.

“Do not mistake my silence as a refusal to your request doctor.” He says his face so close as he bends down over Flug. “I was simply not sure I heard correctly. Repeat it for me so that I may be absolutely sure I heard you right.” Black hat could feel Flug’s heart beat faster under his palm as he looked up at him. The delicious warmth of Flug’s body seeping in through his leather gloves almost made him wish there were no barriers between them. Just skin to skin contact. He removed his hand and stood back up before he was tempted to rip all of Flug’s clothes off and take him right there in his damn chair.

Flug’s shoulders came up to his ears, his shyness threatening to get the best of him. Black hat was so close. Those intense black eyes of his boring in to his own.

Never had he had black hat’s attention on him like this. It was making his stomach feel as though it was in knots. Bravely he asked again, “I want you to stay. I want you, I want you to watch me.”

“To watch you do what?”

“I want you to watch me, touch myself. Please.” Black hat was beside himself. What had those pouty pretty pink lips just utter? Lust and excitement coursed through black hat. So this is what it felt like for a demon to be seduced by a human. Oh the irony was not lost on black hat at all.

What a pretty beggar Flug was too. All rosey cheeks and big doe eyes. It made his cock twitch in his pants. Of course his traitorous heart would only want Flug. Black hat could have anyone, anyone. But no it just had to be his pathetic idiot scientist. “Very well continue.”

Flug spread his legs and reached under his shirt taking himself in hand again, stroking himself as he kept eye contact with black hat.

His cock had remained hard during this entire exchange with his boss. It felt so much better this time for Flug.

The pleasure so much sharper. And black hat’s sent was so much clearer now that the real deal was in front of him.

“I can’t quite see doctor.” Black hat said as he bent down and lifted the hem of Flug’s shirt up to his lips.

Flug opened his mouth and bit down holding the shirt up with his teeth. He could taste the saltiness of his own cum but didn’t care.

Couldn’t be bothered to care as black hat’s gaze had traveled down to his crotch. He shuddered at the growl that came from black hat.

Such a mess Flug was making thought black hat. His pants and gloves all smeared with precum. Black hat wanted to get on his knees and lick every drop of cum off of Flug till he was clean. But he didn’t.

That wasn’t what Flug had asked him to do. He was only to watch not touch. But not touching was driving him wild.

How could he not be tempted to touch when the smell of Flug and his arousal was so thick in the air. Perhaps Flug wouldn’t mind if he had just a small taste.

Black hat placed his hands on the arm rests and put his lips against Flug’s ear and said in a hushed tone, “Tell me Flug, do you think of me often when you touch yourself?”

Flug trembled as black hat gently nipped at his ear. How could Black hat ask him something so embarrassing. “Yes.”

“Do you ever think of anyone else?” Black hat knew he was crossing the no touching line as he trailed his lips down Flug’s throat tongue peaking out to taste the salt on Flug’s skin as he left open mouth kisses against his throat. But Flug didn’t stop him or object. He just tilted his head to the side making room for black hat.

“No.” he said. His answer muffled by his shirt still in his mouth. Flug moaned as black hat’s sharp teeth grazed his jaw with a salacious smile on his lips. Ever since their first meeting Flug knew deep in his soul that black hat was the only one for him. Flug felt too hot in his own skin as black hat looked him in the eyes again. Flug could feel himself unraveling under black hat’s intense stare. Tears forming at the corner of his eyes from how good it felt to have black hat’s full undivided attention. Loving how small and safe he felt under this man.

This might just be one of black hat’s more capricious moods but Flug didn’t care. He was going to cherish the moment he’d been given and not give in to his intrusive thought just yet. He couldn’t, no wouldn’t even dare to let himself think logically for even a moment. Because if this was a just a prank or a joke to black hat, god it was such a cruel one. But even still Flug couldn’t bring himself to stop. His wildest fantasy was happening in real life. Black hat wasn’t disgusted by him or his feelings for him. Happiness bloomed inside of Flug’s chest at what the implications of that could mean.

Black hat brought one of his hands away from one of the arm rests to gently grasp Flug’s chin. “Are you going to cum soon?” He asked.

Flug nods whimpering, his eyes begging black hat for permission. Oh god, Flug really is just too perfect thought black hat.

“Then cum.” Black hat says looking at Flug as if he wants to devour him. “Show me. Show me what that sinful expression of yours looks like when you cum.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck” he chanted as the hem of his shirt fell from his lips at black hat’s command sending him over the edge. Tears streaked down his cheeks as his eyes closed tight from the intensity of his toe curling orgasm. His hand never stopping continuing to stroke himself through it.

Black hat watched as Flug fell apart. His mouth falling open with a cry of black hat’s name as flugs back arched off the chair getting come all over his expensive suit and tie. How delectably sinful.

Flug’s body relaxed back down in to the chair as he going boneless from probably the best orgasm of his life. Cum dripped on to the floor from the tip of Flug’s cock. Black hat groaned at the sight.

Flug brought his hand up to his mouth staring at black hat intently, their eyes locked as he began licking his own cum off his hand. Black hat’s control snapped.

He grabbed Flug by the front of his shirt and threw him down on top of his desk ass up sending stacks of papers tumbling down to the ground. “You damn tease.” said black hat as he roughly pulled Flug’s pants off throwing them off to the side somewhere. “Was this your plan all along. To rile me up until I fucked you?”

The clink of black hat’s belt as he undid it sent a thrill trough Flug. Finally after years of silently yearning he was about to get what he wanted most. To be one with black hat.

Black hat’s hand came down on the back of his neck pinning him to the desk. “I should leave you here without touching you as punishment for this little stunt you pulled.”

Flug knew he was bluffing as black hat ground his cock against his ass. The pre dribbling from black hat’s tip making for a smoother glide up and down. Flug shuddered as black hat took his hand off his neck and spread him open, letting saliva drip down from his tongue right on to his twitching hole.

“As punishment doctor I won’t be gentle, but I can promise that it will be satisfying.” Black hat positioned himself at Flug’s entrance the only warning Flug got before black hat thrust in to him.

Flug wailed as pain seared through his body as blackhat buried himself all the way to the base. He had a pretty high pain tolerance but this, this was unlike anything he’d ever felt. As if he was being split in half. Tears streaming down his face as he tried to breath but was only able to take short shuddering gasps.

Black hat leaned forward intertwining one of his hands with Flug’s own and placed the other by Flug’s head draping himself over Flug, looking down at him. “You feel exquisite Flug.” The way Flug’s wall clenched hard around him as they tried to push him out had him drooling and wanting to just start fucking Flug in earnest. But he didn’t seeing as punishment had already been served.

“Fuck you.” Flug spit out at him through clenched teeth wishing he could punch his asshole boss right in that smirking mouth of his.

“Aren’t I already?” He chuckled at the scowl Flug threw him as he looked up at him. How cute.

Flug felt a slimy wet tentacle slither up his thigh and wrap around his flaccid cock. He could feel his cock stirring to life despite just having cum not too long ago. The warm slick the tentacle secreted making his cock feel tingly and warm.

“Fuck, feels so good.” Flug said spreading his legs a little wider giving small thrust in to the tentacles grip.

“Your feeling the effects of the aphrodisiac my body produces.” He told Flug as his tentacle teased the slit of Flug’s cock. Black hat felt Flug’s body relax the death grip it had on his cock. He gave an experimental thrust pulling out half way and thrusting back in to the wonderfully tight heat.

Flug threw his head back and moaned as black hat thrust back into him again and again the pain now a dull ache. The deep slow thrusts no longer painful but instead had turned pleasurable. Flug didn’t know if he wanted to thrust in to the warm tentacle more or back on to black hat’s cock.

Black hat watched as Flug’s pained whimpers turned to cries of ecstasy. Did Flug know just how mad he was driving him with those sounds of his? Or how the way flug was just taking his cock as if he were made for it was such a sight to be held.

“Black hat,” Flug said pulling black hat from his thoughts as he reaches up with his free hand to pull him down. “Kiss me, please.” Flug said in a breathy whisper. How could he refuse such a request?

Black hat bent and kissed Flug. His eyes fluttering shut trying to feel the kiss more deeply as he felt black hat’s forked tongue trace the seam of his lips asking for entrance. Flug opened his mouth and moaned as their tongues met. The smooth wet glide of black hat’s tongue against his was heavenly. Never even in his wildest fantasies did he ever think he would get to kiss black hat much less be getting fucked by him while he was getting kissed. He felt as black hat pulled out all the way shivering at the slow delicious drag of black hat’s cock against his walls.

Black hat thrust back in to the hilt swallowing up Flug’s scream as he did so. He set a fast and rough pace done with being gentle now that Flug was accustomed to his size. Flug broke away from his kiss moaning loud and shamelessly as he changed the angle of his thrusts hitting Flug’s prostate with the head of his cock dead on.

Drool dripped down the side of Flug’s slack mouth as he cried out black hat’s name over and over again. Hit whole body felt as if it was on fire. Every nerve in his body more sensitive than before. It was unlike anything he head ever felt. As if he was melting from black hat’s ministrations. All coherent though leaving him except for how he needed more. More of that soft hard steel plowing in to him harder until even that was swallowed up by the delirious pleasurable haze that seemed to fog over his mind. The tentacle speeding up its stroking matching black hat’s punishing thrusts from behind making him mewl and shake.

Black hat knew what the scientist was waiting for. He was waiting for permission to cum. Black hat wasn’t sure if he wanted to kill or thank whoever trained Flug but at the moment it didn’t matter. He pulled out of Flug abruptly and flipped on his back folding him in half till his knees met his chest.

“You can’t possibly know how long I’ve ached to have you under me, crying out for me with that exact expression on your face.” Shock coursed through Flug. Had black hat meant that he felt the same way about him this whole time? Or did he mean he simply wanted to find out what it was like to fuck him? He was about to ask but at that moment black hat had slipped back in to him picking up the pace from where he left off. The angle allowing black hat to go much deeper this time. Flug could have sworn he was in his stomach. The loud slapping of skin against skin filled the room. Lewd squelching sounds could be heard as black hat held him open his claws digging in to the meat of flugs soft thighs leaving angry red lines in their wake. Flug wrapped his arms around black hat’s back unable to do anything but hold on for dear life and take every single punishing thrust black hat was giving him.

The smell of sex and Flugs arousal was thick in the air. Black hat could feel his control slipping. Torn between wanting Flug to cum first and just chasing his own release. But chest tightened at what he saw when he looked at Flug. Flug was looking up at him with such adoration, suck love. He’d seen the look plenty of times but never had it been directed at him. Black hat had never been in love a weakness he couldn’t afford. But maybe, for this man alone, this beautiful and smart man, he could make a small exception. The overwhelming need to mark Flug and claim him as his own was overwhelming almost dizzying. He let go of one of Flug’s legs and sneaked a hand between them stroking Flug in sync with his thrust.

“Cum for me Flug. Cum on my cock, now.” The command pushing Flug over the edge with a cry of black hat’s name as he arched off the desk his hands fisting the back of black hat’s shirt as he trembled underneath black hat as he kept thrusting and stroking Flug through his release. Only a few more thrusts before black hat hilted inside of Flug biting down on his shoulder shuddering as he came deep inside him.

The room was silent now except for their labored breathing. Flug knew they’d have to talk about this. He had questions than needed immediate answers but he could wait just a few moments more not wanting black hat to disentangle himself from his embrace just yet. Wanting dearly to savor this treasured moment before dealing with the reality of their choices just now.

Little did he know black hat was thinking the same thing as he lapped at the bloody bite mark on Flug’s shoulder. But it was ok, they were ok. Black hat was certain everything would be fine and after all his gut has never steered him wrong before.

#villainous #villanos #black hat x dr flug #paperhat #monster lover #romance #teteraphilia #monster x reader #demon x reader #elderitch horror

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Breaking the rules

Words: 2.5k

Warnings: angst with a happy ending, kissing, mentions of abuse

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Blackhat pushes me up against the door inside his office ripping the bag from my head and tossing haphazardly behind him. “I hate you.” he whispers against my lips as he kisses me hard. The intoxicating smell of his cologne mixed with the scent of leather and shoe polish making my head spin. His hands fisting the colar of my lab coat tightly pulling me flush against his body with no space between us. His mouth tasting of whiskey which seemed fitting seeing as I was becoming drunk on his kisses.

“I hate you.” He says over and over again in between kisses. It sounded as if blackhat was reminding himself rather than telling me. Why was he always like this? Why couldn’t blackhat be honest with himself? Then again, its not like Im being anymore truthful than he is. It made me hate him a little for starting whatever this was between us.

A couple of months ago blackhat and I had been arguing about how a business partner of his that had tried to steal a great sum of money from a deal he had left me in charge of. He had said I should’ve anticipated something like this with my genius plans and should’ve created some sort of contingency plan for it. He was right but no way in hell was I going to admit that to my ego centric demon boss that happens to have a god complex a mile high already.

“That’s bullshit and you know it. I can’t plan for every single thing that could go wrong no one can.”

“Then what the hell am I paying you for you moronic imbecile.” He hissed out low his tongue flicking out. It was a tick I had come to recognize blackhat did when he was upset or stressed. He advanced on me his face murderous. I took a couple of steps back till my back hit one of the big glass windows that over looked the manor grounds in his office. Blackhat placed his hands against the glass effectively caging me in with his arms on either side. “Tell me Flug. What is your purpose here.” His eyes bore into mine demanding an answer.

“To make extraordinary weapons of mass destruction and be your right hand man.” I answered.

“Yes very good. Now let ask you this,” one of his hands came away from the glass and closed around my throat snugly but not painfully. I pray he doesn’t bang my head against the window. I don’t really want to be picking shards of glass from my scalp all night. “what happens when my second in command can’t anticipate my enemies? How do you think that reflects on me and my business?” I said nothing not sure I knew how answer him with out sounding like a smartass and getting my neck broken. His grip on my neck tightened painfully at my silence. My airway almost being completely closed off. I keep a straight face while keeping eye contact trying to take slower breaths so I don’t blackout from oxygen deprivation. “It says that I’m a weak and gullible fool with an equally weak idiot of a human as my second!” He yelled voice distorting; eyes glowing red. Blackhat released my throat. I immediately gulp down lung fulls of air holding my now sore throat that was sure to be bruised in the morning. I was just greatful that he didn’t do anything too bad. He stood there assessing me with his cold hard eyes as if me trying to catch my breath had offended him. Im surprised though that he didn’t hurt me more. This felt like a slap on the wrist compared to other times. “Now let us discuss the subject of your punishment shall we?”

Never mind I had hoped to soon. Of course this wasn’t over. Nothing was ever easy with blackhat. But what did he mean by that? “Punishment sir?”

“Yes how are you going to make it up to me for your unsightly behavior?” This was new. He’d never done anything like this before. Usually it was just yelling and hitting if something went wrong. Had he gotten bored with that and devised new tortures for me. I shuddered to think what blackhat could have in store for me. The boss could be very creative when he wanted to be.

“Uhh, what would you like from me sir?” I say just wanting to get straight to the point.

He smiles deviously as if I had answered exactly as he had wanted me to. “I want you to take off your bag for me.” It feels as though someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over me. No he wouldn’t make me do that. But he just stood there expectantly. He was serious wasn’t he. Rage slowly started to replaced my initial shock. How could he ask that?! He knew very well how I feel about my face, the motherfucker! What nerve! I knew he could tell how angry I was even though I didn’t show it. He had a good knack for always getting right under my skin. I didn’t want to but what choice did I have. There was no way I could beat him. He was a super powerful demon and I’m just a human. I hate how powerless I am. In that moment I truly did hate him. I reminded myself of why I came here in the first place. To gain the power to triumph over my enemies by any means necessary. This was just an unfortunate sacrifice on my part that I’d have to make.

I lift my hands and slowly remove the bag off my head. I wait for the the mocking and laughter to start. Surely he would have some choice words about my face. He just stares for a moment not really saying anything. I start to get nervous. Why doesn’t he say something anything. At this point the scathing insults would be better than this silence.

I knew it I’m too hideous for words. But I would’ve thought blackhat of all people would understand and not judge me. Then again why would I expect to find any kindness and compassion at the hands of a demon. He scans my face greedily with his eyes. Before now I had never let him see my face. I thought we had a silent understanding that no one was allowed to see my face not even him, but I should’ve know blackhat wouldn’t follow the rules. He never does. Breaking the rules seemed to be something he delighted in. Even if they were his own.

His face was so close to mine, too close. He’s closer than before. I was too busy thinking I hadn’t even seen him move.His eyes trailed down to my lips and then back up to my eyes. He leaned forward closing the gap between us and kissed me. My hands came up to his shoulders with every intention of pushing him away but I couldn’t. Finally after suffering and concealing my true feelings for blackhat in silence for so long of adoration turned to love. I was getting what I’d been wanting no needing for all these years. Why ruin the only chance I may ever get to feel blackhat’s lips and body against mine. So I let him kiss me till I eventually needed to break away to breath.

Ever since then whenever blackhat was stressed or upset he came and take his frustrations out on me. Not that I’m complaining this at least was more pleasant than the verbal and physical abuse I was used to. It was only ever heavy groping and kissing. Blackhat wasn’t big on vulnerability and sex takes a certain amount of it. So I could understand why we never went further. He never suggested and I never asked. But that was ok this was enough. He didn’t have to return my feelings i was ok with just being acknowledged.Even that was more than I could’ve dreamed for. At least that’s what I told myself back then.

Blackhat’s hands slip under my shirt. My stomach jumps at the cool sensation of his leather gloves. He pulls back slightly and stops kissing me. “You hate me as much as I hate you don’t you Flug?” We’re both panting I can only imagine what I must look like. Face flushed my lips puffy from harsh bites and punishing kisses. I wonder if he can see just how much I want him when he looks at me. The thought terrifies me. But the expression on his face and his dark gleaming half lidded eyes says he really likes what he sees. His gaze makes me feel too hot in my own skin. How can he gaze so longingly at me when only a few moments ago it seemed he was going to rip me limb from limb because a firearms deal that went south. Which was not my fault since I wasn’t even there. I let out a soft moan as he played with my nipples. The cool material making them pebble and peak. Hes always so gentle when were alone together at night despite being rough while we worked. It always catches me off guard that I sometimes wonder if he even knows he’s doing it.

“Why do you hate me so much?” The words come out without me meaning to say them. I can’t help the crack in my voice almost on the verge of a heart attack with how he’s touching me.

Hes silent for so long that I think he won’t answer. A moment later he speaks in a low whisper as if he’s uttering a secret. “I hate you because your so sickeningly mortal. I hate you because I can never truly have you the way I want you. And i especially hate you because I cannot stop thinking about you. Every time I get a moments peace there it is your stupid pathetic face popes in to my mind. It’s disgustingly revolting.”

I was reeling. What did he just say? Did he admit to what I think he admitted to. Blackhat has feelings for me?! I’m stunned in to silence my hart hammering in my chest so hard I think it might beat out of my chest.

“Now tell me how you truly hate me in earnest. Don’t deny it. I’ve never done or said a single thing to make you care for me much less love me.” Blackhat’s voice coming out in a rasp bringing me out of my thoughts. His voice coming out pleading even though his face looked angry. “Tell me you hate me too. Tell me to take my filthy hands off you. Tell me to leave and how my touch sickens you. List all the ways in which I do not deserve you.” For a sick and twisted moment I consider saying those words. To see the look of hurt and disbelief stricken across blackhat’s face would be a just punishment for all the times blackhat had ever did or said anything that caused me pain and suffering. But i know once spoken the words couldn’t be unsaid and i will lose the only chance at telling blackhat exactly how I feel. If I do this it will change our dynamic forever. We can’t go back to being just coworkers either way so it really doesn’t matter. What if he’s just messing around like I feared and this is all some sort of elaborate joke. No it can’t be you can’t fake the look of hope and desperation only a man in love could have. I guess I really do have to do everything around here. Fine if he doesn’t want to say it first then I guess I will.

I wrap my arms around his neck pulling him down and gently rest my forehead against his. His hands leave my chest and go down to my waist just resting there. I close my eyes and take a deep breath steeling my nerves. When I look back up at him his face is completely void of emotion. “Blackhat I hate,” I could feel how his body grow ridged and tense against mine with every word I uttered as if waiting for a viscous blow from me. “how you never take responsibility for your emotions. I hate how you never talk to me about how you feel. I hate how you just decide for both of us what you think is best with out asking me how I feel or what I think.” His face had a confused sort of look and I could see the exact moment when realization of what I was saying dawned on him. His eyes were still plenty dark and intense but there was also a hint of adoration mixed in as he looked at me. My heart fluttered in my chest. He’d never looked at me that way before. Like I was suddenly the most precious and alluring creature to ever walk the earth.

His hands come up to cup the sides of my face; thumbs stroking my checks tenderly. “So what your saying is that your not opposed to the idea of being mine. Your just tired of the communication errors.”

“Great summary but it’s other things as well like for instance the crummy treatment on a day to day basis. Stop treating me like a emotional and physical punching bag when things go wrong for you.”

“I admit that my treatment of you before now was less than sufficient.”

“Yeah no kidding. Why’d you do that when you could’ve just told me how you felt?”

“Why didn’t you say anything either?” He raises a brow at me.

“Ok ok fair point. But why did you have to be so mean and harsh?”

“It was to keep you at a distance. I thought that if you hated me it would be easier to not want you.”

“That the stupidest thing I ever heard.”

“Well forgive me but I have never done this” Blackhat scowled at me while making a wild gesture between us with his hand. “before so excuse me for getting everything wrong.”

“I admit there’s things we both need to work on. Some of us more than others.” I say to him putting on a serious expression so he’d know i mean business.

He rolls his eyes in annoyance. “Understood.” He places soft light kisses on my forehead down my nose and then my cheeks. “Already telling me what to do doctor.” His tone teasing and playful.

“Wouldn’t dream of it boss.” The corners of his mouth upturn in a small smile and he kisses my mouth again so sweetly it makes my heart ache. I know we have a really long way to go if this is ever gonna work but I think we can manage. After all there really are no set rules when it comes to love. And I think that suits us just fine.

#black hat #villanos #black hat x dr flug #paperhat #teteraphilia #villainous #romance #monster romance

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The boss gets what the boss wants

A/N: Have this morsal loves PWP

Warnings: cock warming, orgasim denial, mentions of blood

Minors DNI

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Flug can barely sit still with blackhat’s cock in him. His boss had ordered him to sit on is cock while he did paperwork. It was fine until he felt mouths lapping at his walls from inside of him.

Blackhat was playing dirty forming mouths on his cock to tease Flug. He whimpered his cock already rock hard and dribbling pre. “Sit still or I won’t let you come when I’m finished doctor.”

Flug doesn’t know how much time had passed as he concentrated on his breathing his head resting on blackhat’s shoulder. Blackhat shushed him every now and then telling him how great he was doin and how he was almost finished.

Flug looked down seeing that he was on the last blessed piece of paperwork. He tried to will blackhat to sign his name on the dotted line faster with his mind. “You did an exceptional job waiting doctor.” Blackhat slid his arms under Flug’s thighs bending him inhalf as he slowly lifted Flug up till just the head of his cock was left in. “Now how about your reward.” Flug was nearly vibrating with excitement. He needed blackhat to just hurry up and move he was so hard it hurt.

Blackhat slammed him down on his cock the first thrust hitting his prostate dead on. Flug knew he wasn’t going to last he had been too worked up from all the teasing.

He could hear blackhat’s ragged breathing as he thrust up faster in to Flug apparently he wasn’t the only one that wasn’t gonna last. He could feel his release coming fast his cock throbbing and twitching bouncing up and down with each thrust.

One of blackhat’s tentacles wrapped around Flug’s cock stroking him in sync with his thrusts. It was all too much sensation at once. “Oh god fuck, I’m coming, I’m coming!” Blackhat fucked him through his release following a few thrusts later.

Biting Flug’s shoulder tasting the tang of warm blood as he hilted himself and released deep in side Flug letting out muffled moans.

Flug eyes fluttered as he rested his head back on blackhat’s shoulder. Blackhat released his shoulder licking the bite; closing it with his saliva but leaving the mark. “Sleep Flug.” Was the las thing he heard before he was lost to the world feeling blackhat’s arms around him.

#blackhat #villainous #teteraphilia #paperhat #black hat x dr flug #writing #smut writing

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I need more possessive Flug in my life right now. Where are the fics of flug disintegrating people who’s eyes linger on blackhat too long. Or him threatening other villains in private to dissect them in his lab with the rustiest of tools should they ever attempt to touch blackhat even though all they did was shake his hand. Like please the need is too great right now😩

#blackhat #villainous #monster lover #teteraphilia #monster x reader #black hat x dr flug #paperhat

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Work benefits

A/N: I’m having a little trouble coming up for the Ch.2 to my loving you shouldn’t be this easy fic. So in the mean time have this as an apology. Also if you see any mistakes no you don’t <3

Word count: 3852K

Warnings: 18+

Male x female

You could hardly catch your breath with your boss’s hand tangled in your hair tightly holding the back of your head pinning you down to his desk with his body between your legs as his tongue plundered your mouth mimicking just how he planned to fuck you.

“Sir please more.” You pleaded in between kisses. Blackhat didn’t reply only kept looking at you with slightly hooded eyes while sucking on your tongue. A small whine escaped your throat as blackhat broke away. He brought up one of his hands letting the smooth texture of his gloves slide across your lips. You leaned back on your hands feeling how hard he was through his pants as he rutted himself against you only to hear filthy squelching noises coming from between you two.

Blackhat bent down nipping at your lips with his sharp teeth in a playfully warning. “Behave and be quiet or I’ll gag you.”

His gravely voice sending shivers down your spine.

“Oh you’d like that wouldn’t you.” You pulled his head down angling yours to glide your lips along his jaw line and suck a mark on the tiny patch of skin under his jaw. “To plunge your one of your cocks into my tight wet throat. Feel me swallow around you as I take you down to the base.” A sigh left blackhat’s lips as his hips stuttered. “Your a perverted old man blackhat.” Laughing as he grabs you by the throat and pushes you down. Not hard enough to cause pain but enough to shut you up. “And yet who’s more perverted my dear. Me an old man who wants to get his dick wet or you a young woman who willingly spreads her legs for said dirty old man.” A wicked smile broke out on his face as he removed his hand from your throat and gave your pout a quick kiss.

Blackhat slid his hands up your stomach and under your shirt. The smooth material of his gloves helped to gently knead and massage your breasts. You brought both your hands up and lifting your shirt over your head and unhooked your bra from the front.

Black hats soft warm lips trailed open mouth kisses on your neck down to your breasts. The lustful expression he was making looking at your naked chest made your face heat up in embarrassment.

“Such an exquisite form you have. You don’t mind If I have a taste do you.” He bent down to kiss from the bottom of your breast to the nipple swirling his firm tongue around till it formed a pebbled peak before taking it in to his mouth. “Dam that feels good.” You gently placed your hands on the back of his head for purchase. With his other hand he gently pinched and rolled the other breast then switching to give the same attention to the other. The contrast of temperature between his hot mouth and the cold room made goosebumps break out all over your skin. Not wanting to be the only one feeling good you snaked a hand down between you firmly massaging his trapped cocks with the heel of your hand. “What do you think your doing?” He groaned grinding into your warm palm. “Just having a taste boss.” You smiled coquettishly up at him.

You guys didn’t exactly have a relationship but every now and then you’d have what you can only describe as hot and wild animalistic sex. What a surprise to find out blackhat’s anatomy was built like a shark. No literally the man had two ribbed cocks. It had you hot and bothered every time you remembered how blackhat had made you come so hard and fast with his cocks for the first time. You can’t remember who initiated it just that you never wanted it to stop. Sometimes when he called you in his office you’d pray he needed to blow off steam and fuck you stupid right then and there not caring who heard.

This week you had been called in to his office to discuss scheduled appointments when one thing lead to another and suddenly you were spread out on blackhat’s desk with his tongue down your throat and your hands fisting the back of his shirt. Not that you were complaining exactly.

Blackhat played your body like a seasoned musician. You arched in to his touch letting out a breathy moan as he squeezed your breasts together licking and sucking both nipples at the same time. You couldn’t remember the last time a lover spent so much effort on foreplay. It was refreshing if you were being honest.

Something smooth and warm slithered up your leg making you gasp and tense up. You hadn’t noticed that Blackhat had summoned up a couple of tentacles which were currently trying to help you out of your skirt.

“Problem?” He said raising an eyebrow at you. “No you just surprised me is all.” Smiling at him you relaxed and lifted yourself up so the tentacles could pull off the skirt leaving you in your panties.

You felt his soft warm lips move to leave kisses down your stomach till he was on his knees between your thighs. He brought his hand up and skimmed his fingers over your clit through your panties making your legs tense.

“So wet and we’ve only just begun.” Blackhat’s warm breath fanned against your pussy making you bite your lip to keep from moaning. You tried to grind harder against his fingers for just a little more friction.heard him sicker before completely removing his fingers to your displeasure.

“Don’t make that face. Let me just enjoy you for a bit hm.” Blackhat said as he kissed your thighs and used his tongue to trail ticklish lines on your inner thighs. Your legs quivered with every lick. He knew your inner thighs were a weak point.

When you finally felt his soft and wet tongue lick a hot line up your pussy the moan you let out had to have been heard through the manor.

“Yes give me more of those slutty reactions pet.” Such a tease this man was. Blackhat held you wide open almost bending you in half keeping you in his strong grasp while he continued to lick at your covered pussy in a patient and slow manner like you were his favorite flavor in all the worlds.

Madness was what this was. Deliciously maddening torture and you were loving every second of it. “If you want to beg, then beg me properly pet. I only reward good girls. Tell me are you a good girl?”

Had you been begging? You didn’t even notice. But if that’s all it took to get him to eat you out in earnest you’d gladly beg. Your didn’t think your body could handle much more of this slow delicious torture.

“Please sir, please I’m begging you, I need you to touch me.” Wiggling your hips in hopes he’d show you some mercy and just get on with it.

“I’m already touching you.”he said gently nipping at your thighs. “I’m afraid I don’t understand My dear you’ll have to be more specific.”

Fine if he wanted to play dirty so could you. Looking him straight in the eyes you reached down moving your panties to the side to spread open your pussy and touched yourself right in front of his face. “Please eat my pussy lord blackhat.” You said as you inched your clit imagining it was him sent sparks up your spine. Blackhat said nothing being too surprised by your boldness. Continuing quickly now that you had the upper hand. “Please thrust your tongue deep inside me let me feel it filling me up.” Now rubbing your clit in tight small circles having your wetness leak out in to a small puddle on the floor in between his knees. Blackhat groaned and shuddered as he watched you play with yourself. Having him watching you and losing his composure only heightened the pleasure you felt. Your legs trembled as you tried to close them but couldn’t with blackhat holding you wide open. “Oh god please just make me come, wanna come for you, wanna come for you so bad boss.” As you were about to slip some fingers in to yourself a tentacles shot out lightning fast to grab your hand effectively stopping you. His labored breathing and the up and down motion of his tentacles beneath you wasn’t lost on you. He had taken out cocks and had been stroking himself with his tentacles to your little show.

“If you don’t let me take off these dame panties I swear I’ll go find some one who will.” An empty threat really but it worked to rile him up.

He stopped stroking himself glaring at you dangerously and growled. “If I ever catch you begging for anyone else like that I’ll kill them in front of you in the slowest and most painful way possible. Do you understand?”

“Fuck did anyone ever tell you your so hot when your jealous.”

“Jealous?” He said looking at you as if you’d just grown 3 heads. “As if anyone could even come close to having the power and prestige I do.” He was right but you could tell it still bothered him. You sat up pulling him up and gave him a reassuring kiss. “No one else could compare to you boss.” Blackhat gave you a long searching look before kissing you tenderly like a real lover. Wrapping your arms around him and pulling him down on top of you he trailed his fingers down your sides and with his claws ripped off your panties.

“Hey! I said take them off not rip them. I still need those.” Your cried out in indignation.

“Just buy more I pay you well enough.” He said giving you an eye roll as he threw your shredded underwear somewhere over his shoulder.

“Jerk.”

“Save your breath pet,” he said getting down on his knees, “Your going to need it.”

Rising up on to your elbows and looking down in to his eyes as he gave your your mound opened mouth kisses. Your eyes fluttered shut as you let your head fall back and said his name like a prayer. Blackhat’s mouth closed over your clit and gave it a couple of long good hard sucks that had you fighting the urge to cum. He released your clit with a wet pop. “What, are you close already?”

“No. I could hardly feel anything. Kind of disappointing really.” You bluffed of course he was good but it irritated you how smug he was about it.

Blackhat smiled a crooked smile. “Oh is that so.” laughing in amusement at your lies. “Then why is your sex twitching so much. Can it be that you can’t wait to be filled. That’s what you really want isn’t it? You want me to fill you up with my cum and stretch you out on my cocks don’t you pet. Don’t think I don’t smell the waves of lust rolling off you whenever I come around not that I’m complaining. Your so easy to please.”

He brought his hand up to your mouth. “Suck.” Was all he said as he shoved his tongue inside you caressing your walls as his thumb rubbed your clit. Your trembling arms giving out as the pleasure became too much. It had you feeling as though you were melting on the desk. He tapped his fingers against your mouth reminding you of his demand as he plunged his tounge in and out of your hole. He licked back up to your clit swirling his tongue and then flattening it to let you grind against his smirking face. You took his fingers into your mouth swirling your tongue around them. He moaned as you licked between his fingers and sucked on them imagining it was something else. Seeing as they were wet enough he pulled his fingers out of your mouth. You released them wiping the spit trail from your chin with the back of your hand.

“Hold your legs up for me won’t you.” You positioned yourself as he wanted. “Your so good for me pet. How about a reward.” Pressing his fingers in slowly working you open little by little till he was in all the way down to the knuckles.

“Oh my god yes.” You moaned letting your legs fall open a little wider and clenching down on his fingers.

“So I’m your god now?” He huffed a laugh shaking his head. “Like I said so easy to please.”

Blackhat bent down taking your clit back in to his mouth. Your toes curling and your hands gripped the back of his head. “Oh fuck I’m -, I need, I need-“

“Shh I know pet. I know what you need.” He crooked his fingers and pressed on the sweet spot inside of you. You nearly screamed as your body arched up off the desk from the intensity of the pleasure.

“You like that. Strange I thought you said you couldn’t feel anything earlier?” Blackhat said massaging your g-spot and watching your legs shake and tremble. He gave you a haughty grin daring you to say his skills lacked.

“There yes there again please.” You urged him ignoring his taunt.

“Say it I want to hear it.” He was still thrusting his fingers but now was purposefully missing your g-spot. Frustration mares your featured as you let out a needy whine. Of all the god dame times to be petty of course this man would chose now.

“Well I’m waiting.” For extra incentive he crooked his fingers massaging the bundle of nerves one last time before he completely withdrew his hand.

“Fuck you can’t, you can’t just make it tantalizing Iike that you fucking tease. You really wanna hear it fine. I love it ok. You huffed in annoyance. I love it when you touch me. I love how you don’t rush things and care about if I’m even enjoying myself. I especially love how I’ve never cum harder in my life than when I’m with you.” Blushing from your face down to your chest at being forced to admit that. The confession felt a little more vulnerable than you had been anticipating. Definitely not something to analyze right now.

“You see that wasn’t so hard now was it.” Jerk. But all thoughts were immediately eradicated from you brain when he started his ministrations back up again. It didn’t take long till you were back on the thresholds of pleasure. The feeling so much more intense now like everything was hypersensitive now. You could feel your self coming undone like a dam ready to burst.

“Please please let me cum my lord. Wanna cum for you. Wanna cum so bad.” The need becoming unbearable.

“Then cum for me pet.” Blackhat doubled his efforts and watched you fall apart.

“oh fuck, I’m, I’m coming, oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” Your orgasm hit you like train. Your body curling in on itself as you encased blackhat between your thighs holding him in place. He kept thrusting and sucking pushing you through your orgasm. Only when he felt you go boneless and limp did he stop.

“You taste good pet.” Blackhat said as he rose to his feet licking your cum off his face and hand with his dexterous tongue. Your pussy clenched at the sight of it. Geese didn’t you just come.

“Ready for the main event?”

Blackhat used his tentacles to maneuver you on to your stomach and draped himself over you, one of his hands snug around your neck and the other planted on the desk. He pulled you back molding you against his chest nipping at your sensitive ear.

“Now here’s how this is going to go.” He purred in your ear. “Your going to hold yourself wide open for me and I’m going to fuck you so good the only thing you can think of is my cocks and how good it feels to have them thrusting so deep inside of you.” A shudder went through your body at his words. Yes that’s exactly what you wanted. The thought of being used like a toy for his personal pleasure was really turning you on.

He released you and watched as you followed his orders. Laying bent over his desk and reaching behind yourself feeling your cum leaking down your legs as you spread yourself open for blackhat’s hungry gaze. “Positively sinful pet.” He murmured. He made quick work of his clothes vanishing them with a snap of fingers.

Blackhat brought a hand up lightly stroking his cocks sighing as they twitched in his hand finally getting some much needed friction.

“I thought you said you were going to fuck me not finish yourself off early.” A hard smack landed on your butt as punishment for trying to rush him.

“Keep flapping your gums and I just might consider it.” Blackhat came up behind you and lined himself up with your cunt shuddering as he rubbed the head of one of his cocks up and down against your hole. The other cock rubbing against your ass. He pressed the tip of his cock in watching it slip in with ease. Blackhat placed his hands on your hips slowly thrusting in a little deeper each time. The ribs on his dick massaged your walls so perfectly from the inside. Needing him all the way inside of you, you thrust your hips back taking the rest of him in one go.

Blackhat tensed his whole body and grit his teeth trying to keep his self control and failing when he let out an animalistic roar at the searing heat engulfing him. “Are you trying to hurt yourself because if that’s what you want I assure you it can arranged.”He nuzzled in to your neck letting out soft moans and mewls every time you clenched around him. “I forgot how tight and hot you are inside.” he said softly kissing your shoulder as he waited for you to adjust. It didn’t hurt or anything it was just an uncomfortable stretch in the beginning. But you could feel it subsiding and wiggled your hips to test it. Blackhat held your hips still in steel grip. “Do you have any idea how hard it is for me to hold still so I don’t hurt you only for you to test my self control again and again.” Blackhat said in a tense voice.

“Im ok I promise, just move already.”

“If your sure.” He pulled out almost all the way and slammed right back in. “Again please again.” You pleaded needing that sweet friction.

“Ahh not so rough, fuck!” He thrust in to you at a fast and punishing pace. Paper work and office items fell from the desk as it shook every time he drove into you. If it weren’t for his hands on your waist you’d probably fall too.

“Look down at yourself pet.” One of his hands grabbed your hair forcing you to look down. You almost didn’t recognize yourself. Your breasts pressed up against the cold hard glass covering of the desk, mascara streaking down your cheeks, and lipstick smeared all over your mouth giving you a sexed out and depraved look. ”The perfect picture of Debauchery if I ever saw one.” He groaned turning your head to give you a sloppy wet kiss.

“Look how hungry this pussy is.” Blackhat said leaning back watching your love juices run down your legs every time he thrusted back in. “Its drooling all over my cock and clenching so hard. Practically begging to be fed my cum.“

“Yes, yes please fill my pussy with your cum.” Your fingers digging in to your skin leaving small crescents from how good holding yourself open for his punishing thrusts. You mewled as more tears ran down your face from so much stimulation. The heat in your core building you were so close just a little more.

“I think your ready for more pet.” Blackhat slowing his thrusts to line up his second cock. He pressed the heads of his cocks in at the same time. You whined taking slow even breaths feeling a slight burn of the stretching but making sure to relax and not tense up. “Oh such a tight fit.” He said with a pinched brow through clenched teeth drooling a little. He kept pressing in till your hips met his. “Your perfect pet made just for me. See how well you take me.” He looked down watching your pussy stretch to accommodate his girths. “No one else but you could do it.” He waited for you to adjust to him peppering kisses down your back nuzzling neck with nips and kisses.

Blackhat wrapped an arm around your stomach lifting you off from the desk to a standing position. You leaned back in to his chest circling your hands behind his neck letting him lift your legs up with his arms.

The new position letting him sink deeper in to your cunt leaving you feeling wonderfully full.

“Move please” you wiggled your hips showing him you were ready.

Blackhat returned to his punishing pace. He was so deep you could swear he was all the way in your stomach. Howling as the heads of his cocks hit your sweet spot with every thrust. “Tell me who do you belong to?”

“You my lord.”

“Who else can make you feel this good?”

“No one just you blackhat”

“That’s right only I can. You have my permission to come pet.” A tentacle snaked down and rubbed your clit as blackhat kept slamming into you. It was too much your whole body tended as you came with a scream nails digging in to the back of blackhat’s neck. It didn’t take long for him to follow suit. One last hard thrust had him coming deep inside of you. You could feel the hot spurts of his cum as he finished inside of you. The room was quiet now nothing to be heard be labored breaths. He slipped his spent cocks out of you and slurping up the cum with his tentacles. You whimpered feeling too sensitive from just coming.

Blackhat put your legs down holding you against his chest as you lay your head on his shoulder.

“Are you alright.” He said kissing your cheek.

“Fine just tired.”

Blackhat picked you up bridal style and walked a few steps back to his chair and sat you down in his lap.You could feel sleep coming on.

Blackhat put his hand on your head holding you against his chest. “Rest you work for the day is done. I doubt there’s anything that needs my attention right now as well.”

Best work benefits ever.

#villainous #blackhat #blackhat x reader #teteraphilia #monster x reader #monster lover #elderitch horror #monster romance #romance

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Painting the devil part 1

A/N: I’ve been watching Dorian grey a lot this weekend. Its one of my favorite comfort movies and it really inspired this series. No it will not be exactly like the movie but you get the jist. Also yes I reasearched a lot of the stuff from the time period so it’s mostly accurate but again I’m no historian so plz just go with it. Sorry for the writing updates so late at night my sleep schedule sucks and I’m more of a night owl.

Words: 1693K

Warnings: 18+

Summary: Your an up and coming artist who’s travelled to London to do a commission for a mysterious and wealthy man in hopes of jumpstarting your career. While spending time with him his mystery and charm draw you in. Can you keep you heart and your head separate or will you find out more about him than you can handle?

P.S.: Minors do not enter

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A request from a very mysterious business man had come in one day asking for a self portrait of himself. That was fine and all but no one seemed to know who he was or what his business seemed to be was. Just that he was called blackhat with connections to people in high places and was extremely and fabulously wealthy. It did seem a little suspicious to you but you figured this could be the kind of exposure you needed to be noticed in high society. If this commission went well you could be living a whole different life style by this time next year.

As you exited the port you could see a man with a paper bag on his head carrying a sign with you last name on it. You walked up to him a sweet smile on your face.

“Ah miss (y/l n) right on time. I’m Mr. Flug I’ve been instructed to take you to hat manor safe and sound.” He took you suitcase and opened the carriage door for you even going as far to give you his hand to help you in.

The ride to hat manor was a long one. It seemed that your client wasn’t too fond of living in the city but instead preferred to live out in the country. There were pastures and rolling green hills as far as the eye could see. There was something truly beautiful about the country side at sunset.

It was as if the hills were blanketed in an ethereal light giving everything a golden sheen. You reached the manor at nightfall. Hat manor was just that. A mansion shaped as a hat. You honestly couldn’t get over some of the ridiculous taste the rich had. But if you had more money than you knew what to do with you’d probably try to find creative and ostentatious ways to spend your money too.

Flug helped you off the carriage and led you inside. The mansion was beautiful to say the least. A huge crystal chandelier hung at the entrance bathing everything in a soft warm glow from the reflection of the oil lamp light that bounced off the crystals. Flug led you down a corridor lined with religious sculpted statues. In some of the pieces angels triumphed over demons. In others it was the opposite. You wondered vaguely if Mr. Blackhat was a religious man. He stopped and opened a door gesturing you in. You stepped in to a parlor room. “Wait here please the master will be with you shortly.” He bowed and closed the door. There room was comfortable and cozy with nicknacks hanging on the walls with bookshelves taking up the rest of the space. You sat down in one of the seats at the coffee table by the window. The moon hung in the sky shining its light over the grounds. You could see a beautiful rose garden with a pond and in the center a white gazebo not to far from the house. Oh how your fingers itched to take out you supplies and capture the image before you.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it.”

You jumped a little startled that you hadn’t heard so much as a knock or a door open.

“Terribly sorry I hope I didn’t frighten you.” Although he didn’t really look all that sorry. He stood right beside your chair looking down at you. He was a tall handsome man with a dark complexion dressed in the most expensive clothes you had ever seen. You had seen all types of people in your line of work but he looked strange to you. It was as if he could almost pass for human looking but at the same time not. Still it was not your place to judge just to paint. It didn’t frighten you though it merely increased you curiosity ten fold.

“I am lord blackhat pleased to make your acquaintance.” He bowed and took your hand in his bringing it up to his lips and placing a kiss on the back of your hand. Your heart fluttered as your cheeks flushed as red as fresh ripe apples.

“I hope your as talented as you are pretty.” he said giving you a flirtatious smile as he sat down across from you. At that moment a knock was heard at the door. “Enter.” He said. A bear dressed in a maids outfit came in and set down a tray of fresh hot jasmine tea and a plate of rose Turkish delights and left. How did he know these things were your favorites?

“Your very strange Mr.Blackhat.”

He laughed as he handed you a cup of tea. “Just Blackhat and my dear, you have no idea.” He smiled a wide smile showing off his sharp pointed teeth.

“So what are you some kind of monster or devil of some sort?”

He sat back in his chair crossing his legs and resting his hands on the arms of the chair. Looking for all the world like some kind of evil king. “Does it really matter? I mean are you really going to refuse my business if you find out that I am hypothetically not human?” He rested his chin in his hand and raising an eyebrow at you.

“No.” It was true you weren’t that would’ve been too stupid.

“Then why ask?”

“It’s just I’m curi-“

“Careful miss.” He stared straight in to your eyes a warning in them. “You know the old saying. Curiosity killed the cat at what not. Though I guess coming from me that might be a little disingenuous.” He said as he looked out the window in to the night.

A chill went down your spine at his words.

“But that’s not why I called you here. I want you to paint me at this point in time of my life. I want to remember it when it has passed as all things eventually do. After all, time stops for no man.” He spoke as if he would live forever and wanted to look back on it. Judging by what he had hypothetically said and not said that just might very well be the case.

He pulled out a fancy looking pocket watch from his coat. “You can start tomorrow seeing as it is already this late. He pocketed his watch and rose to his feet. “ Follow me if you please. I’ll show you where you shall be sleeping for the night.”

He led you up a winding staircase that led to a floor with stuffed exotic animals some you had only seen in books. He turned down a hallway with polished antique suits of armor that lined the corridor. “Are you a collector of antique items Blackhat.”

“I only collect the things I’ve personally been apart of.”

“But you have a bunch of statues of the Great War in heaven? How can that be that would mean that you’d have to have been-“

“This is where you will sleep tonight.” He interrupted you pointing to a mahogany door with a gold door knob. “If you need anything please pull the bell on the wall and someone will be with you shortly.” He did a slight bow and walked away leaving to you more curious and confused than ever. You went inside and closed the door. The room was very spacious and had its own bathroom that had a porcelain tub. The life of the rich and fancy hopefully soon to be your life. You went over to the bed and unpacked your night gown from your suitcase.

When you had finished your night routine you went over to the oil lamp by your bed and blew it out. You laid down pulling the covers over you and tried to sleep. You dreamed of many shadowy black tipped clawed hands caressing your body and of mouths with sharp pointed teeth leaving leaving little nips and bites on your neck. It felt wonderful on your naked skin. Unlike any pleasure you had ever felt before. Your body felt hot and tingly where ever the elusive shadows touched. A voice in your ear gave a breathy laugh. “Oh you are just too perfect for me my curious kitten.” The shadowy hands slid lower caressing up and down your sex with fleeting touches. “Is this what you want pet. Say it, beg for it, let me hear you beg.” The voice said sounding more distorted and otherworldly the more excited it got.

“Please touch me. I want you to touch me.” You said looking up at the mouth through your lashes spreading your legs open just a little wider. The voice gave a deep throaty groan. “What a pretty peach pet. You don’t mind if I have a taste do you?” A warm tongue gave a long firm lick up your pussy. Your head falling back as your eyes fell shut. Shadow hands intertwining with yours as the mouth went to work at eating you out in earnest. It had been to long since someone had given you attention in this way. The long tongue massaging your walls as another mouth sucked on your clit giving you double the stimulation. You writhed in complete ecstasy. A shadowy hand joined the tongue inside of you thrusting in and out of you. You could feel your end coming just a little more. The hand crooked it’s fingers just right hitting that wonderful spot inside of you.

“Oh, oh god, I’m, I’m coming! Don’t stop, oh please don’t stop!” You said as your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave.

“Why would I stop you taste delicious pet.” The voice said as the shadows kept going till you were a boneless mess. You watched as the many mouths left kisses all over your body and some of them cleaning you as they lapped up the cum from your core. “Sleep now pet. Rest. You did so well for me.” The shadowy hands caressed your hair and face as your eyes began to feel heavy and your breathing started to even out. Right on the verge of drifting off to sleep you felt a gentle lingering kiss placed on your lips. It was soft and warm the last thing you remembered as you fell in to a deep sleep.

#villainous #blackhat #blackhat x reader #monster x reader #monster lover #demon x reader #demon x human #writing #teteraphilia #tetera #romance #monster romance

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Blackhat doesn’t know why lately he’s finding Flug attractive. Every time flug steps in to his personal space he wants to ravish him. Little does he know but Flug’s been injecting himself with a pheromone booster hoping for that exact outcome.

#villainous #blackhat #teteraphilia #monster lover #black hat x dr flug #dr. flug

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Currently writing a very steamy Valentino x fem!reader. And before anyone comes for me (lol) no I do not care that he’s toxic. I want him to absolutely wreck me in the back seat of his expensive ass limo while Vox records the whole thing.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel valentino #monster x fem!reader #teteraphilia

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1001scoganmusings · 3 years

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Guys Flug is just so cute in this fic❤️ the way he’s so jealous and possessive of blackhat my heart 🥰😫😩 Thank you @tablefilpapocalypse for sending me this💋

#black hat x dr flug #blackhat #villanos #teteraphilia

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Loving you shouldn’t be this easy pt. 3

A/N: sorry for the delay tumblr wasn’t letting me post. Plot has finally come! I’ve decided to make this a crossover series tell me what you think. This story is also on my ao3 account.

Word count: 6.9k

Translations:

Niño- little boy

Flug y yo soy un hombre de dieciocho años no un niño - Flug and I’m a man of 18 years old not a little boy

Oh bilingüe eh. En ese caso, encarjarás aquí muy bien. - oh bilingual huh. In that case you’ll fit in just fine here

usted gusano sin valor- you worthless worm

No me importa lo que crees que sabes o de quién lo escuchaste- I don’t care what you think you know or what you heard from anyone else

Cobarde-coward

And as always minors DNI

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A wave of nausea went through blackhat as he awoke to the blinding white lights of the lab. Every breath he took burned his throat it was as if he was inhaling smoke. His whole body cried in protest as he sat himself up right. It felt like he had taken a beating of some sort. Blackhat could see he was in a cage of pure silver with holy markings etched into the bars. He could feel the markings dampening his powers leaving him weakened and sluggish. He gave a low throaty growl. He’d rather peel the flesh from his bones with a dull knife layer by layer than to ever feel weak.

He had only himself to blame though. He thought he should’ve have been able to control himself but judging from the horrendous events of last night it seemed that he was wrong. The bond between him and Flug would no longer tolerate being suppressed and ignored. Blackhat could feel his magic was too weak inside the cell no longer able keep up with straining the bond. Flug would eventually piece things together he just knew it. He knew this would eventually happen but he had just hoped it would be much later down the road. He signed in defeat resting his head in his hands.

These passed days have been horrible. All he could think about was the damn scientist. Even going so far as to spy on him when he was working and completely ignoring his own work. He didn’t really care for what Flug was doing but the need to be close to him was so great he on more than one occasion tried to touch Flug. Only through sheer willpower alone did he stop himself. For so long he thought the right choice to dismiss flug as his mate was the right one. Now feeling emotions he didn’t quite understand try to claw their way out of his chest from just holding Flug close last night had him second guessing his choice. He could still remember the warmth of Flug’s body as pressed himself against him. Flug had sounded so needy as he touched the scientist’s body with delicate touches that had him mewling and moaning as if he’d never been touched before. Oh how he had desperately wanted to take Flug on his bedroom floor and make him cry out his name as he buried himself over and over again inside of Flug till his eyes rolled into the back of his skull. He shook his head trying to shake the memory before he embarrassed himself any further. If only Flug hadn’t come to him that day begging for a job.

Yes he remembered the day Flug had shown up out of the blue demanding to be his right hand man.

Blackhat had just come back from a meeting in hell when a plane crashed in to his manor.

He rushed to the roof expecting to put down a pathetic hero with delusional visions of grandeur. But when he got there all he saw was a kid with a paper bag over his head dusting himself off and getting out a large duffel bag from the cockpit. But that wasn’t what held his attention. The younger mans clothes were singed from the fire of the wreckage leaving holes and in his pants and shirt. On his thigh a mark could be seen peeking through. He knew that mark all too well. He had a similar one on his chest over his heart. Blackhat stood froze in shock as this kid walked over to him. A determined and cautious look about him.

“Lord blackhat sir I’ve come to work for you and to be your right hand man.”

Blackhat regained his composure making his face as blank as possible. “And why would I hire you? What qualities do you possibly poses that I might even remotely find useful?”

“I’m a scientist first and foremost. I invented most of the technology the heroes use. Which means I know how to defeat them and get them out of your hair for good. I promise to make blackhat organization the number one weapons distributor in the world with my inventions.” Blackhat seriously doubted this.

“A bold claim coming from someone who hasn’t even made a name for themselves.” The teen seemed to deflate a little but blackhat could smell the anger in him rising. Blackhat had heard of this inventor from a few moles within hero society on his payroll. Supposedly a genius child prodigy inventor made all the tech that the hero’s used but he had never seen him with his own eyes before. They had been doing quite a good job at hiding him away from prying eyes.

“How can I trust that this isn’t some ploy you and the heroes cooked up to gain access to the intel inside my manor.”

The young man put the bag down and unzipped it. The smell of rotting and decaying flesh hit blackhat as it wafted through the air. It was the mangled remains of a hero by the name of The Contortionist. A pesky hero who had been interrupting his distribution of weapons on the black market. Blackhat didn’t know what the hero had done to the kid to deserve death but it did warm his cold unfeeling heart to see one of their own turn against them.

“A gift if you will. I’d like to submit this as my resume sir.”

“What do you call yourself Niño?”

“Flug y yo soy un hombre de dieciocho años no un niño.”

“Oh bilingüe eh. En ese caso, encarjarás aquí muy bien.”

Still Flug wasn’t the evilest name in the world but that was just the nature of scientists he supposed. They were always named something incredibly plain and uninteresting.

Blackhat reached out to shake Flug’s hand. “Fine your hired. But under the condition that you give all the info you have on all the hero’s you worked for. I want secret identities, home addresses, normal work places anything that can help me to destroy them.”

“You got it boss.”

Over the course of the next few weeks blackhat watched Flug very closely not giving him a moments privacy just incase he tried to contact anyone outside the manor. He noticed two things during his observations. One Flug was very hygienic almost to the point of being a germaphobe. And two Flug was very brilliant. Not that he would ever tell him to his face. He could produce an invention in record time no matter how ridiculously short of a deadline blackhat gave him. Flugs inventions always superseded his expectations drawing even more customers then ever before with their efficiency. This was a level of dedication that you couldn’t buy or intimidate someone in to having. He was convinced Flug was serious about the things he had said. Rare since human rarely ever followed through with their promises in his experience. How foolish the heroes had been to let him slip through their grasp.

As for the little surprise of the scientist being his soulmate he had decided to disregard it completely. There was no reason to tell Flug if he didn’t have to. The bond seemed happy enough that they were in close proximity to one another and Flug had not noticed the link between them. Blackhat could constantly feel how Flug was feeling. How could creatures who lived and died in the blink of an eye feel so much all the time. It was making him sick to feel things he couldn’t even begin to describe. The worst so far had been feeling Flug’s constant need to sleep. Backhat never slept but the drowsiness coming from Flug was hard to ignore. So with no choice in the matter Blackhat slept for the first time in centuries. This pissed him off beyond belief. There were so many hours lost that could’ve gone to working on his business. Getting fed up and annoyed he used his powers to strain the bond to prevent Flugs emotions from seeping through. It was a temporary solution but better than revealing what was actually going on and having to deal with uncharted territory. The plan had seemed full proof or so he had thought.

They had been in his office going over the plans for their next set of inventions for the year that would need to go out before the end of the month when a letter shot out from the green flames of his fireplace on to his desk. Blackhat picked it up and opened it.

“It seems we’ve been invited to this years villains ball.”

“We sir?”

“Yes we Flug. You do work for me correct?” He said raising a brow.

“You know I do.” Flug said crossing his arms giving blackhat an unimpressed look.

“Then why say something so idiotic.” Blackhat rolled his eyes wondering how someone so smart could say the stupidest of things sometimes.

The day of the ball had arrived. Blackhat could see the usual villains dressed to the nines in their gaudiest outfits most of them being his customers. A villain by the name of Ms. Marianna Moriarty approached them greeting blackhat with a beautiful sweet smile, her long green sequin dress trailing behind her as she walked.

“Ahh blackhat I’m so glad to see you it’s really been too long.” She said in a thick country accent shaking his hand warmly. She was a thin pretty woman with long curly brown hair and a curvy figure. She looked more like a model from magazines and runway shows than a crime lord. “You remember my nephew Julius.” She gestured to the fellow beside her. He was tall with a lean build with slick back blonde tawny hair. He wore a suit that matched the color of his aunt’s dress. He looked like a younger version of Jude law but with green eyes. A handsome guy really. Julius smiled a charming smile as his aunt introduced him. “Yes I remember.” He said extending a handout to shake. “How are you settling in to your family’s business?” The Moriarty family had been in charge of all the money laundering that went on in villain society for the last 200 years. A true crime family if he ever saw one. “It’s fine sir but every now and then you get a cop or a judge that tries to play a hero even after they spent our money.” He laughed shaking his head ruefully at the end.

“The audacity of some people really. I trust they have been dealt with.”

“Not to worry sir. I deal with those matters personally. Can’t have people thinking their money isn’t safe in our care now can we.”

“No you most certainly can not.”

“Who’s the quiet fella you brought with you?”

Ms. Moriarty said pointing to Flug who had been standing there quietly observing their interaction.

“This is the newest addition to my business Dr. Flug. He’s my new scientist.”

“Nice to meet you.” Flug stepped forward shaking hands with the Moriarty’s.

“Ohh a new scientist huh. Well then you just have to meet rodolpho. He’s also a new scientist around here. You don’t mind if I borrow him for a bit do you honey?” She said sweetly as she linked her arms with flug and Julius already walking away disappearing in to the crowd.

Blackhat rolled his eyes at his old pet name and made his way up a grand staircase to the private rooms needing to get away from the stifling crowd. He reached the private rooms and placed his left hand in the center of the door letting his energy pour out and seep in to the door. There were no door knobs on the private rooms you could only get in if you were powerful enough to get passed the wards. This prevented any unwanted visitors from sneaking in and overhearing things they shouldn’t and ensured perfect secrecy. The door melted away letting him into the room. He stepped through in to the dimly lit room letting the door close behind him. It smelled of furniture polish and cigar smoke.

A group of demons were playing poker in the middle of the room not having seen him come in. A demon with red hair with matching deer ears and black small black antlers was the only one at the table smiling. He threw down his cards down revealing a royal flush and announced triumphantly “Read’em and weep boys.” The demons groaned in unison some of them cursing and banging their fists on the table.

“You fucking cheated Alastor!” A two headed demon that looked like a cross between a gorilla and a crocodile stood and shouted looking at the red haired demon with venom in his eyes.

“Don’t be a soar loser Santiago. I can’t help it if you suck at cards old sport. Maybe next time don’t gamble if you don’t have the money.” He said giving Santiago a cocky smirk. Alastor spotted blackhat from the corner of his eye.

“Well Its been fun and all taking all of your hard earned money but I have a very important business meeting now gentlemen. If you’ll excuse me I bid you all farewell and a pleasant rest of the evening.” Alastor stood and made his way over to blackhat. “This way please.” He gestured for blackhat to follow him. They walked through a pair of double doors that connected to the adjacent room next door. Blackhat heard the doors lock behind them as they entered. He made his way over to one of the large burgundy leather chairs and sat in it. It had an old world charm to it that blackhat had missed since the style had gone out. Alastor walked over to a mini bar in the corner of the room pouring two glasses of Scotch. He walked back over to blackhat handing him one of the glasses. “It’s Glenfarcias 1851.”

He sat down opposite of blackhat swirling his drink and taking a sip. “I do hope your enjoying the party old friend.”

Blackhat scoffed and took a drink feeling the burn of the scotch as it went down his throat. “You know I detest these gatherings. The only reason I showed up was because you said you had information I might find interesting in that letter you sent me.”

“Yes I think you’ll quite like it.” He put his drink down on the small table in between them. He sat forward and leveled blackhat with a serious expression. “Im going to kill Lucifer and take control of hell.”

“To think you dragged me to this accursed party just to say something so impossible.” Blackhat said shaking his head in disapproval.

“No it’s true I know how to take Lucifer down and gain control of hell. Just humor me for a second will you old friend.”

“You have until I finish my drink Alastor.”

“You and I both know how heavily hell relies on soul power. Demon royalty use it for almost everything but most importantly for protection against other citizens in hell. Technically hell should be a free for all. Why does demon royalty get a pass but the rest of hell has to fight just to survive being killed on a day to day basis. It’s not fair if you ask me.”

“Tell me something I don’t already know Alastor.”

“Well what if there just weren’t enough souls to go around in hell to power any of the protection wards.”

“What are you talking bout? Hell is the fullest it’s ever been. Humans can’t help but sin nowadays and even more are losing faith in the old god with each passing day. We won’t have to worry about a power shortage in hell anytime soon.”

“Well Lucifer’s daughter Charlie has come up with a brilliant idea. She wants to reform souls in hell so that they can go to heaven.”

“Her plan is as crazy as yours. Who in the hell would want to even go through with that?”

“Trust me it sounded crazy to me too at first.”

“Can it be done though? I’ve never heard of anything like that in all my years of existence.”

“I don’t know but she has theorizes that if she can reform even one denizen of hell who truly regrets their lifes actions and is willing to put in the work to change their ways for good that their soul will be saved and allowed in to heaven. I plan on helping her. If I can make this work then there’s a shot at killing Lucifer for good.”

“Why do you want Lucifer dead? It’s not like he’s ever meddled in to your affairs. He didn’t even bat an eye when you killed some of hells oldest and most powerful demons. No I know you. I know you couldn’t careless about redeeming souls or even owning hell. If you did you’d have taken over already. What’s the real reason your doing this? It has something to do with that princess I’d wager hmm?”

Alastor got up from his chair and stood in front of the fireplace with his back to blackhat. Blackhat heard him let out a heavy sigh as if he was being forced to say something he’d rather not but had no choice. “She’s my soulmate.”

“What?!” Blackhat said coughing as he felt burn of the scotch go down the wrong pipe.

Alastor took of one of his gloves and right on the back of his right hand was a golden apple. “Talk about forbidden fruit am I right.”

“Your sure it’s her.”

“She has the same mark on the back of her neck. I saw it one day when she was out with her family at a high party. I was invited by her father to talk business. He wanted to make sure the killing numbers stayed high in my part of hell. Then she walked up to us in a pretty thigh length red dress and her hair in a high bun. He introduced us and we talked making polite conversation till her mother called her over to where she was standing. And that’s when I saw it, a golden apple on the back of her neck just at the base as she turned to walk away. It shocked me to my core I’ll say that.”

“So you want to kill Lucifer because he might not approve of you?” Blackhat said raising a brow.

“No” said Alastor matter a fact tone as he put his glove back on. “I’m sure he couldn’t careless who his daughter dates. But, if Charlie does succeed do you think Lucifer is above killing his own daughter, his own flesh and blood, should she pose a threat to his iron grip on hell?”

“No I don’t.”

“I want to kill Lucifer before he kills Charlie. Will you help me?”

“Help you we don’t even know if her plan will work. For all we know Lucifer is letting his daft daughter go through with this ridiculous plan because he knows it won’t work. In case you’ve forgotten let me remind you he’s an angel.”

“Fallen angel old chum.”

“Fallen or not makes no difference. He has divine knowledge unknown to us on his side.”

“Yes but he’s the youngest angel in creation and, let me remind you, he is not all knowing. There’s no way the Christian god would have revealed something like that to one of his lackey messenger boys. Not even his favorite.”

“Maybe but we can’t know that since we went there.” Blackhat got up from his chair and went out on to the balcony this whole conversation was giving him a migraine.

Alastor came to stand beside him patiently waiting for his answer. “You know in all the centuries I’ve known you I’ve never asked for your help. But this is different. It’s important to me. I can’t lose Charlie, I refuse to. I will do anything in my power to keep her safe from harm.”

Blackhat chugged the last of his drink looking down at bottom of the glass as if it held the answer he should give. “One soul. Prove to me that she can save at least one blasted soul and then we can go from there.”

He could see that the ball was in full swing as he looked out on to the floor. There were couples dancing round and round in sync. They looked like little tiny dancers like the ones in a music box after you wound it up. He spotted Flug his temper rising at what he saw. Julius held Flug very close as they danced on the ballroom floor. Maybe it was the way Julius’s hand was a little too low on Flug’s hip. Or maybe it was that his face was too close to Flug’s but what ever it was blackhat didn’t like it.

“Here I think you need this.” Alistair raised his hand and held out a handkerchief to him.

“Why devil would I need that?” Alastor merely gestured down to his hand. In his anger he had shattered his glass in to pieces from holding it too tight. There was blood dripping down his arm on to the balcony ledge. He took the handkerchief picking out the pieces of glass from his skin before wiping his hand.

“My my to think, someone here has actually captured your eye. But who?” He look out into the direction blackhat had looked.

“I have no idea what your talking about.”

“Oh I see him but who is he? Can’t tell if he’s cute or not with the bag on his head. Have you ever seen him without it?”

“He’s Flug the new scientist I just hired and no I don’t know what he looks like. He never takes off the bag.”

“Surely a quick and thorough background check could provide you with some semblance of who he is.”

“Already tried that. He wiped out any known trace of himself from all data bases. He’s a damn ghost.

“What a smart little human. But that still doesn’t answer why you care about him?”

“Honestly it’s obvious to anyone with eyes blackhat. I’ve never seen you be so infatuated -“

“Infatuated?!”

“I just assumed you couldn’t feel love but I see I was wrong.”

“Your right about being wrong. I feel nothing for that human!”

“Oh that’s it isn’t it! Could it be? Oh say it isn’t true my friend.”

“What ever conclusion you think you’ve just come to let me be the first to tell you your wrong! Do you hear me! Wrong!”

“Has Cupid finally shot an arrow straight and true in to that cold and withered heart of yours.” Alastor said clutching his chest right over his heart. Blackhat rolled his eyes and shook his head at his friends dramatic antics.

“Or maybe it wasn’t cupid at all but the great Fate herself. Yes I see now. It’s as clear as day. He’s your soulmate isn’t he!?”

“Keep your voice down you fool.” Blackhat said even though he knew no one could hear them from on top of the balcony. Blackhat was quiet for a while not wanting to answer. “Yes” he mumbled in a hushed tone.

“What was that I couldn’t quite hear you over your delusional denial.”

“Yes blast you he’s my soulmate.” Blackhat yelled.

“You haven’t told him yet have you?”

“How did you know that?”

“Figured you must not have told him otherwise he wouldn’t be sneaking off to a private room with Marianna’s nephew.”

“He what!?” Blackhat turned back to the dance floor ready to jump over the ledge and maul Julius but they were still in the same place as before.

“Kidding.” Alastor said sticking out his tongue at blackhat. “You should tell him though. Um why haven’t you told him?”

“I don’t want a human for a mate. Its absolutely preposterous have you ever heard of such a thing? Plus I doubt he would be ecstatic about a demon being his mate.”

Alastor didn’t answer despite blackhat seeing he had something on the tip of his tongue to say.

“Out with it! what is it?! If you have something to say then say it.”

“Nothing really it’s just I think you should tell him is all.” He said resting his elbows on the ledge with a thoughtful look on his face. “Humans have a weird way of surprising us you know. Their reactions sometimes are quite the opposite of what we expect.”

“I don’t care what you say I will not be telling him. Now if you’ll excuse me I’ve finished my drink and I’ll be taking my leave.”

“See you soon old friend.” What had he just gotten himself mixed up in. He left to collect Flug before he could make anymore stupid promises that might end up getting him killed. When he got to the dance floor Flug was nowhere to be seen.

“There you are handsome we’ve been looking for you all night. Were you hiding from us?” A group of beautiful women that usually kept him company at these drawling events swarmed him. A few linking arms with him. “Ladies I have no intention of entertaining your pathetic excuse for advances tonight. Now leave me be I’m looking for someone.”

“What do you mean? Who could be so important that you don’t have time for us.” said a woman Silvia or something he couldn’t remember. She was in a silver gown that made her look as if she was wrapped in tin foil than a designer dress with gaudy awful makeup. “I assure you madam I’d rather be with anyone else than here with you.” He broke free of the swarm and went out to the gardens.

“Finally blessed peace.”The fresh night air a soothing balm on his nerves. He stood at the entrance to the maze of a rose garden. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the link between him and Flug letting it pull him towards Flug using it as a sort of tracking device. Flug emotions are all over the place at the moment he couldn’t quite place them. It was making blackhat a little nauseous. He walked a while until he turned a corner coming to a clearing and saw the maze give way to a small white gazebo with a lake behind it. Soft smacking sounds could be heard from inside. There was a couple making out and getting handsy inside. Blackhat was about to turn around not wanting to interrupt until he recognized who exactly the couple was.

He saw Flug pushed up against the wall with his bag half way up leaving half of his face exposed and kissing Julius. Flug’s hands were buried in Julius’s hair pulling him closer and moaning as Julius pressed his body against Flug leaving no space between them.

“We are leaving come.” Flug righted his mask and clothes but said nothing as Blackhat opened a portal back to the manor and walked through it with Flug in tow.

Blackhat rounded on Flug the moment the portal closed. “I can’t believe you. I leave you alone for few moments and you let that pathetic excuse for a villain slobber all over you.”

“Why would that bother you? Last time I checked we weren’t an item?” Flug said calmly shrugging his shoulders.

Blackhat stopped for a moment. Flug was right there was no real reason for him to be upset. It’s not as if they were lovers and Flug didn’t know they were soulmates. So why did he react the way that he did?

Flug balled his hands at his side and stalked forward a predatory look in his eye. Each step he took forward caused blackhat to step back till he back hit the wall. Flug caged him in with his hands on either side of his shoulders leaving the tiniest bit of room between them. Blackhat was shocked to his core. No one had ever been able to corner him and throw him completely off guard ever. But something about Flug in this moment screamed danger.

“You know Ms. Moriarty told some funny stories at the party.” Flug said in a hushed tone. “Wanna hear my personal favorite of the night?” Blackhat was at a loss for words for the second time this night.

“She said back in the day when she younger and was still new to her family business you and her used to be a thing. She said she was happy the entire time you guys were together. That is till she caught sight of your soulmark.” Blast Marianna he vowed to throttle her the next time he saw her. How dare she share such personal information about him with just anyone.

“Can you guess know why that was?” Blackhat’s heart was jackhammering in his chest. He wanted nothing more than to escape these words but was pinned down by Flug’s piercing gaze.

“No? Well let me tell you. She said her soul mark didn’t matched yours and was inconsolable for weeks until you got fed up and dumped her. Now me being the curious person I am, I asked her what this soulmark of yours looked like. And what do you know, it was the exact description of my own soulmark. So I guess the question is, how long have you known that I’m you soulmate?”

Blackhat brought his hand up to Flug’s throat and spun them around so that Flug was now pressed against the wall. Blackhat was panicking. How had Flug turned the tables on him so quickly. Then it hit him. If Flug had already known from Ms.Moriarty that blackhat was his soulmate then the stunt with Julius was his test and blackhat had failed spectacularly. Only confirming what flug already knew. That’s why he was so calm when he flung his date in to the lake. What a smart little human indeed. Blackhat was almost impressed. His grip wasn’t enough to hurt Flug but just enough to get the message across. Blackhat brought his face so close to Flug’s that if someone were to pass by it would look as if they were about to kiss. “Don’t ever think you can over power me in my own home usted gusano sin valor. No me importa lo que crees que sabes o de quién lo escuchaste but put those nonsensical notions out of your head before you get yourself killed doctor.”

“Prove it then cobarde. Let me see with my own eyes that the soulmark on your chest doesn’t match mine.”

“I have nothing to prove to you.” Blackhat released Flug and turned into a dark cloud of smoke and phasing through the ceiling all the way up to his office.

That should have been the end of that conversation but no Flug had to be the meddlesome type. He burst forth theough the double doors panting and heaving. He stood at the door way trying to regain his breathing but he only sounded as if he might just pass out at any moment. Blackhat just stood there watching and hoping Flug might pass out in the next few moments.

“Just admit it you ass. You knew the whole time that you were my soulmate and you kept quiet about it.”

“I know doctor. I’ve known it since the moment you came here. You think I’m a fool! You think I don’t know everything that happens in my own home.”

”So you knew it was me the whole time and you let me suffer. Why?!” Flug yelled hurt and anger marring his voice.

Blackhat walked over to Flug, who stood his ground fists clenched head held high, and towered over him in his full height. “Get this through your head human because I’m only going to say it once. There are only two things in this world that I can say without a doubt that I love. Money and power. That will never change. It will never be you. How could I want someone as weak and fragile as you.” He said as he leveled Flug with a look of disdain instantly regretting the words coming out of his but it was too late and the situation was already spinning out of his control. All he really wanted was for Flug to leave him alone to sort out how he felt.

Blackhat watched as Flug’s paper bag began to be soaked with tear streaks as he stormed out of blackhat’s office. The pain blackhat felt was instantaneous. It was as if he had been stabbed with a knife in his chest and someone was twisting the blade. How was Flug sending him these horrid feelings with the bond being strained. Was Flug feeling even worse than blackhat if this was just a small taste? God he just wanted them to stop. He heard humans had high pain tolerances but this was something else. He was brought to his knees gasping for air as he tried to block the bond but it was no use. Flug’s will was greater than his in that moment. He layed on his office floor for what seemed like forever till the pain died down to more of a dull ache. He needed to put a stop to this. Never again did he ever want to feel any of that ever again.

Blackhat watched from the corner of Flug’s room as the scientist fell asleep. He waited an hour or so just to make sure he was out cold. Blackhat came down the wall and pressed a button on the cryo-bed opening it revealing a sleeping Flug. Blackhat placed his hand on flugs head sifting around his mind till he found the memories he was looking for. He pulled out a roll of the memories of that evening much like that of a film from a movie or a camera roll. He quickly waved a hand over them causing them to turn grey and discolored. He couldn’t necessarily erase them without hurting Flug so the best he could do was to block them from Flug’s memory. He let the strands of memory fall back in to Flug’s head already he could feel the pain slowly ebbing away. All he had to do was never take flug to one of those damn villain events ever again and no one would be the wiser. True this was not a permanent solution but by the time Flug eventually found out again he supposed he’d be better equipped to handle the situation.

He thought then that he had felt no love in his heart for Flug but now he felt differently. Had something in him changed or had it always been this way and he had been too arrogant and prideful to see it then? It just didn’t make any sense to him. No matter which way he looked at it the cases of demon and human soul mates was slim to none. Blackhat couldn’t even recall of ever hearing of such a thing. A human as his mate well that was just complete nonsense. It made just as much sense as a lion wanting to take an antelope for a mate.

He heard the deadbolt unlock and turned towards the lab door watching as Flug walked in. He was checking something on his data pad as he walked right up to the cage.

“Oh good afternoon sir.” Flug answered in a cheery mood as if he could not see how pissed off and tired he was. “I’m sincerely sorry if you are in any discomfort but the cage was a necessary precaution for both our safeties.” He didn’t even remotely look sorry. Blackhat stayed silent not sure how to broach the subject of last night or what was even going through Flug’s mind for that matter. Thankfully Flug made the first move.

“Well the good news is I sort of figured out why you had such a strong reaction to me last night.”

“Prey tell.” Blackhat was mentally sweating bullets. He knew how Flug had been feeling depressed about not knowing who his soulmate was. If he found out that blackhat knew and purposely kept it from him. He shuddered to think about it. True he couldn’t kill blackhat but with this little cage weakening him Flug could really do a number on him if he wanted to. And really blackhat couldn’t blame him. He’d be feeling murderous rage if someone had done something like this to him.

“Do you remember when I spilled the animal changing serum on you.”

“Yes.”

“Well while the serum didn’t turn you in to in animal it did however make your animalistic instincts go into hyper overdrive causing you to act like you really wanted me last night.” He trailed off almost whispering that last part.

Blackhat could smell Flug though the cage. Flug smelled of lavender mixed with fresh dug up wet earth and a hint of jasmine. An intoxicating scent really. His traitorous instincts screaming and demanding that he go to Flug and protect him. Blackhat’s hands twitched, his claws peeking out and leaving small scratches on the cage floor, longing to pull Flug closer to reassure him that he was wanted. He could feel through the bond that his mate was worried and a little apprehensive. He had to test Flug. Just a small test just to see how much he had actually figured out. If he had found out anything.

“How did you know blessed pure silver would weaken me?”

Flug crossed his arms and looked at blackhat a look of bewilderment on his face. “It’s funny you ask that because it was the strangest thing you know. I was thinking to myself how in the world was I going to restrain you so I could figure out what was wrong with you when all of a sudden these images flooded my mind. The exact thing I was looking for came to me and I just knew it would work. But how? How could I have known? I mean I’ve never studied the occult or anything of the spiritual nature so how could I have known. I’ve been asking myself this over and over again racking my brain and I’m no closer to figuring it out right now than when it happened.”

So he hadn’t figured it out. Blackhat wasn’t sure sure why he felt disappointed that Flug hadn’t figured out that they were soulmates but he’d take it. If Flug wanted to believe his slip up was some experiment gone wrong he wasn’t about to correct him. A silver lining if you would to this wretched situation. This way Blackhat had more time to sort out his feelings because later was going to eventually catch up with him and there would be no avoiding Flug once the cat was out of the bag.

“So you had a lucky guess big deal.”

“Sir if I may. I feel like it was more than that.”

“None sense.” He waved off any further protests Flug might have had. “In any case as you can see I’m fine now so unlock the damn door if you don’t mind. I’d like to leave this accursed cage and get back to business.” Flug pushed a button on the data pad letting the cage door swing open. Blackhat rose to his feet despite the aches and pains in his legs threatening to send him face first on to the floor. The second he was out of the cage it was like a heavy weight had been lifted from his body. He could feel his strength returning even if it was only a little bit.

Flug reaches out to help steady him worried that he might fall. “Sir. do you need -“

“Don’t touch me you imbecile!” Flug jumped back fear beinging his hands up as if to shield himself from an attack. “Ok ok got it! No touching got it.”

Blackhat could smell the fear coming off of Flug in wafts. Usually this scent would have smelled intoxicatingly delicious to him but seeing as it was coming from his mate it made him feel angry and guilty. How absurd! He never before felt guilt for anyone or anything. He needed to get out of here before he did something as absolutely ridiculous as apologize or even worse ask for Flug’s forgiveness. Blackhat snaped his fingers and was teleported directly in to his office.

He walked over to his desk letting himself sink down into his chair. He need a drink this whole situation was just too much. Just as he was about to get up and fix himself a drink a letter shot out from his fire place. “What now?” Blackhat groaned. Blackhat grabbed the letter and opened it.

They’d done it. Charlie had actually done it. A soul had successfully been able to be redeemed and sent to Heaven. Blackhat sat back down in his chair shock and awe on his face. The game was on and there would be no telling what would happen now. He needed to meet with Alistair and talk. But first a drink.

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