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love-minor-poltergeist · 2 years

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Um.. can I get jealous Devil and King Dice from the cuphead show?

A/N: Oh, Anon, you are playing a dangerous game here.

Jokes aside, this was a fun little challenge to work with. These versions of KD and the Devil are a stark contrast from their game counterparts, so hopefully I managed to capture their essence here! Also, I had run with the assumption that this had leaned towards a “x Reader” route. If you had wanted something else, feel free to shoot me a message to let me know!

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Jealous! King Dice hcs:

Jealousy is an emotion King Dice is all too intimate with.

However, he’s usually on the receiving end of it. Not that he could blame them. He’s a star; beautiful to admire, and just always out of reach. He’s handsome, charismatic, talented, etc. It wasn’t all uncommon for him to have men and women alike fawn over him, much to the ire of their lovers.

Not that he had cared, of course. To King Dice, it was nothing more than a game; a spectacle for him to sit back and observe, a wry smirk on his face as he struggles to fight back laughter. It’s simultaneously an ego boost and a power trip wrapped in a pretty green package.

The die has been doing it for so long that he had thought himself immune to it; completely confident that he’s the master of that old snake of jealousy.

….So why does watching you smile and laugh with another man in the crowd annoy him to no end?

Heat flooded Dice’s chest as he watched the man whisper something in your ear. You mutely gasp, playfully slapping at the stranger’s shoulder as you cover your mouth to hide your smile.

The sight is enough to make him falter. So much so that he had missed his cue, forcing him to cough into a gloved fist; scrambling to maintain a mask of professionalism. However, as he catches that mook turning over to you, eyes gleaming with mirth, King Dice felt his smile grow strained.

King Dice fights to continue on as normal, desperate to ignore the ever growing tightness in his chest. His gaze trails back towards you periodically, the pressure in his chest growing worse as he fights against the urge to mean mug the guy next to you.

No, he isn’t jealous, Dice silently tells himself. He just doesn’t like the look of that sleazebag near you. Not to mention that he’s the one hosting this game show– your eyes should be on him.

It doesn’t take long for King Dice to eventually snap and invite the stranger flirting with you to come roll the dice.

Once he does, the usual banter Dice has with guests becomes barbed. So much so that the audience can’t tell if the die’s remarks are genuine. The moment the poor sap successfully got past the final round, King Dice didn’t hesitate to shove him towards the “prize” room.

Perhaps it’s childish of him to behave this way. This wasn’t very becoming for a man of his caliber; cool and collected with the dry wit to back it up.

Not that King Dice had actually cared about that. He’s too drunk off the satisfaction of seeing the hollow shell of that little shit out in the alleyways.

Whenever he’s confronted about it, however, Dice tries to shrug it off. He’s quick to lay down the charm– desperate to find a way to talk his way out of it. He’d die of embarrassment if you ever found out.

Jealous! Devil Hcs:

Throughout history and countless works of art, the Devil was considered the embodiment of sin. Pride, wrath, greed– you name it. The demon is all too familiar with it. So, naturally, it’s safe to assume envy could be found in his repertoire.

Much like his right hand man, the Devil, too, thought himself above trivial jealousy. He’s the Devil– king of the underworld and is equipped with all the magic and power anyone could ever want. There’s nothing he could ever get jealous about.

And if he is– no he isn’t. He’ll deny, deny, deny until he’s blue in the face. Then the demon would go brood in his office, a cigar in hand while he silently glares at the wall; ears occasionally twitching in annoyance.

Any imps on duty are quick to steer clear and lay low. Even if their hands ache and their eyes burn in their overworked state, they’ll happily endure it for another century if it meant that they could avoid the wrath of the Devil.

Unlike King Dice, however, the demon has zero qualms about lashing out. If his loyal right hand wasn’t safe, then heaven forbid what’d happen if someone dared try to steal you away from him.

Your lover is a possessive man. If he had it his way, he’d keep you in a gilded cage for him alone. However, as vile he is, the demon isn’t without his reasons. A small yet vocal part of him is afraid. Afraid that you’d one day leave him for someone else.

He is not any easy man to love, neither was he kind. And yet being with you has coaxed out the softer, squishier parts of his soul; baring them for you to embrace or break. The Devil wouldn’t dare say it aloud, but he’d be distraught if he ever lost you.

So when that green-eyed monster called jealousy rears its ugly ahead, the Devil is ready to stake his claim on you. At first, he’ll attempt to be subtle about it. He’ll loom behind you, fur bristled and glaring daggers at the poor soul you’re talking to. Whenever you turn around, the demon would look away– half-heartedly pretending to look disinterested while his tail snakes itself around your leg.

However, the minute your unwanted suitor grows bolder, all bets are off. Flames engulf the scene as panicked bystanders scatter like mice. You arrive to find your lover pinning the poor sod to the wall, the prongs of his trident dangerously close to their neck.

By the time you’ve gotten him to calm down, the Devil’s already stolen their soul and is ready to drag you to his office caveman style. Once you’re alone together, the demon becomes clingy and broody as he tucks his face into the crook of your neck; clutching onto you tightly, afraid you would disappear.

Please cuddle and reassure that you love this prideful man… He genuinely needs it.

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#my writing #requests #cuphead dont deal with the devil #the cuphead show #cuphead show #x reader #reader insert #cuphead #king dice x reader #king dice headcanons #the devil cuphead #the devil x reader

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slashingdisneypasta · 1 year

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Disney Villains x Reader || Smexcerpts (Vol. 2)

Plots / Includes:

♦︎ Cruella De Vil x SecretModelLover!AFAB!Reader- & eating out (Her, eating you out).

♥︎ Evil Queen x LadyInWaiting!Reader- & cunt warming (à la her headcanon from this: Ultimate NSFW HC Post )

♣︎ Lady Tremaine x StepDaughter!Reader- & semi-public sex (As a continuation to this: Disney Villains x Reader. Vol 2 )

♠︎ Human!Wheezy Weasel x AFAB!Reader- & dry humping / teasing.

Warnings (Colour coordinated): VERY HORNY!! Most warnings are in the plot section but for full disclosure, there is also much mention of cumming on Cruella's face, masturbation, mentions of poisoning people because Hilda told you to, step-scest, and Wheezy calls you 'baby girl'+'doll'.

Disney and Pixar Villains x Reader Smexcepts (Vol 1) is HERE and includes: Chick Hicks, Hades, Jafar and Ursula.

Cruella De Vil:

When Cruella said to you at work that you've been doing well lately- and you deserve a reward- you genuinely thought she meant a night out on the town. Or a raise! Sure, you were secret lovers but she had never done anything like this before so what could have clued you in?

Cruella was - is? - always selfish when it came to fucking, usually. Since you began this taboo tryst with your boss it was always you sucking her pretty cunt, you taking off your top so she can enjoy your breasts, you dressing in sexy things for her to come home to. So the fact that she was servicing you so thoroughly now, was a surprise.

A really, really pleasant surprise!

Her thin, painted lips grazing ever-so-gently over your glistening bare cunt - oh-so-turned on by this whole experience, - is a foreign feeling to you, having never been on the receiving end of pussy eating with her before. In fact, seeing her in the dining room chair - though not the ground, a fate you usually suffer through when tasting her, - while you sprawl out on the dining table with your knees up and feet set apart against the edges, is an odd look entirely. She almost looks submissive...

For a split second.

Then your lover smirks, reaching up to rub at one side of your cunt with her thumb and looking at it like its her dinner. It sends a shiver through your body, and you let your head lull back on you neck. "Ahhh... "

"Oh, darling. So lost already??... well, I suppose you should enjoy it. Who knows when- or if, I'll be feeling so generous, again."

When you don't respond, except to lay down on your back on the dining table instead of holding yourself up anymore, its only moments before you feel her perfect lips against you again.

This time with more force. Then her tongue licks sternly through your lips and she doesn't stop again. Sharp, black painted nails dig almost painfully into your thighs as she eats away at your weeping cunt. The feeling of her tongue digging in deeper then you expected has you raising up into her mouth, desperately trying not to rub your pussy against her face lest she- god forbid- stop. Its so hot, your orgasm is building at a record speed, ready to spill onto her face.

Oh- fuck- the thought. The image in your head of her over-the-top lipstick all over your pussy and inner thighs so you see it again when you shower later, and of your her pretty face covered in your creamy cum!-

In an embarrassingly short amount of time, Cruella's forceful tongue and the pictures in your head have you indeed squirting- all over the bottom half of her face. You push yourself up onto your elbows, to see, and just cant help yourself when you do-

From getting down into her lap and kissing your own creamy substance off her lips; Tongue rubbing against hers to steal your own flavour right off of her.

Evil Queen:

You would do anything for your queen- and you have done, for a long time. There's a reason you rose to become her head Lady, despite having absolutely no Nobel blood, or being born to any money. You didn't mind getting dirty, in more ways then one.

You were the Queen's errand-doer. You charmed nobility when it suited her, you slipped poisons into peoples wine when she asked you to, you kept her bed warm if she required it... you were loyal. And truth be told, you didn't mind doing any of it.

The Queen and you were rather likeminded in that way. In a lot of ways, truly. You became attached to one another in a way... far closer then most queens were with their lady servants. At least, you figured so.

Do most queens have their prettiest female attendants sit quietly under the desks while they did their mail? Did most queens have their prettiest female attendants use their mouth to keep their most private location lovely and warm while they worked?

Because that's what you did for your queen, among other things. And you really didn't mind... the taste of her royal cunt was divine. No wonder the King chose her over everyone else, you thought with a hum into her hot, leaking pussy.

"Now, now, Y/N... remember what I said... " She pipes up, looking slowly away from her works. With a perfect hand, unbelievably soft from the fancy hand creams she has specially imported, she collects your chin between her fingers and has you come off her with a pop! "Don't attempt to make me come for you until I'm finished... I'll let you know when I'm ready," She assures, a teasing smirk on her ruby red lips.

Obediently, you nod up at her- already missing the feel of her pussy in your mouth. The taste. Oh, your mouth actually waters, thinking about returning to it. "Of course, your highness."

"You're a good pet." She compliments, giving your hair a pat before returning to her paperwork. Likewise, you eagerly return to your work- placing your lips upon her slick entrance once more as if she's the finest delicacy. Which she is.

For a long time, you stay like that; Your mouth watering around her clit as you patiently keep her warm, and listening to the peaceful sound of her quill scrawling against parchment. Occasionally she'll give a hmm sound, or stroke your hair, too. Eventually you start to touch yourself when it becomes all too much- slipping 2 fingers under your skirts and stroking your own slit.

With the flavour of your Queen on your tongue and her soft skin beneath your lips you slip those fingers inside yourself- rubbing deliciously against your own gummy walls. You're not racing towards an orgasm, or even really intending to give yourself one - not unless your queen says you should, - , you're just enjoying yourself. Feeling full, and flooding into your own hand as you enjoy the circumstances you're in.

Lady Tremaine:

Once the safety of her skirts surround your kneeling form on the ground, you shift so you're almost cubby-holed between her legs- so you just have to lift up onto your knees a bit to connect your mouth to your beautiful, evil step mother's... princess parts. Unfortunately, they're confined by some plain cotton underwear, but that just means you get to tease her a little; And you're quite amenable to compromises like that.

Feather light, like you're only just doing this for the first time, like you're nervous and not aching to have your tongue rubbing inside her walls, you press kisses to the fabric. To her familiar, hot lips through the cotton. You can feel the warmth through it and its just too delicious- you start to tongue at the cotton, too, tasting what you can though the barrier. Its not long before you have the fabric sticking to her cunt.

She's a very repressed woman, and it doesn't take much to make her want you. This, you can definitely work with. You love your gorgeous, classy, repressed lover just the way she is.

At this point you reach up with your fingers and tug the garment down just enough to reveal her in full-glory; Glistening with wetness from what you've been doing to her.

Knowing that you two only have so long in the change room like this, soon enough an employee will come ask if you need help or worse your dumb-as-fuck step sisters will demand their mothers attention, you go ahead and put your mouth around her immediately. Sensually, with the neediness of a very dehydrated homeless person, you suck at her clit with your lips like you're exchanging last, passionate kisses with your lover who's going off to war- desperately, as if you would never taste it again. As if you wanted to commit the flavour to memory.

Soon enough your tongue gets involved, unable to help yourself. You start to make deep scooping motions through her folds, having to hold onto her legs to steady yourself. The rhythm you come to is fast but steady, drawing the older woman neatly to what is surely a mind-blowing orgasm. God- you love this.

You love to taste her, you love the feeling of her most delicate skin under your lips and your tongue, you love the knowledge that this is not the last time you will get to do this, you love how in a few precious minutes- you'll still be tasting her specific flavour on your tongue while she buys you and her 'other daughters' dresses for a ball and Anastasia and Drizella will be none the wiser.

When Tremaine finally comes, you manage to take the lions share of it in your mouth- then kiss and lick and suck the rest off her perfect thighs- purposefully leaving your spit on her private skin so she'll feel it while she walks. Then you leave one last sweet kiss to her pussy, fix her underwear for her and leave her skirts, getting up to your feet and smiling at her.

You share a moment of eye contact; Her looking absolutely unamused at you and your antics and you smirking because you know she loved it. She came on your face within minutes!- she's a very dirty woman and you both know it.

"Was that satisfactory, step mother? I do hope so~ "

"Quite. Now get dressed again in your regular clothes, and come meet us at the register. We have a lunch." Is all she says, cold and monotone like usual. It sends a shock of pleasure through your body, making you grin wider at her back as she leaves you.

Wheezy Weasel:

The others were all out, it would just be you and Wheezy in the house for the whole beautiful day- a fact that the two of you decide to take full advantage of.

Which is what lead you to here, laying back half on the bed with your feet on the ground and your arms held up over your eyes; Cheeks hot and feeling embarrassed. Your mean boyfriend is having a few good smokes at once like normal, though, standing up between your legs with a smirk. If it weren't for the fact that he was also rubbing his more-then-prepped cock torturously against your just-clothed pussy lips you could believe he was unbothered by your positions.

He's still got his pants on and you your underwear, so its not like anything truly nasty is going on- but it feels like you're doing the absolute lewdest thing imaginable. Something out of one of Greasy's 'books'.

Its all too much, hence your embarrassment. It feels so good, you want to sit up and pull him down against you, lose the pants and your underwear and have him sink right into you balls deep and hot- or at least move your hips back with him! But he wont let you, he says you're gonna lay there lookin' pretty until he's finished smoking, and his steely eyes pin you to the mattress. All you can do is hide your eyes the best you can and stretch your legs open wide for him.

"God... Wheezy, please!- " You whine, just considering lifting your hips into his terrible ministrations against you, and getting a sharp glare that you see when you peak at him.

"Don't you dare, babygirl. Damn, you're spoilt, huh? Thinkin' you can get anything you want... I'm havin' a smoke. You've just gotta wait until I'm finished-- how hard is that?"

"So, so hard... " God, this is bad. This is genuine torture. He's been doing this to you for close to 15 minutes now and all you can think about, all you want in the world right now, is his cock. To have him thrusting into your cunt until you cant take it anymore. Feel the delicious stretch, and grind... Not like this! This is true hell!

But no. All you have is his hard outline giving measured humps through your pussy lips, through the thin fabric of your panties. Yes, thin- but not thin enough. Not nearly enough!

And- he's chuckling. He's chuckling at you. You glare viciously at him for it and give him the finger. How dare he- this asshole- "Oh, now, that's not a nice face... you know, if we get into a fight I aint gonna fuck you anymore. This whole day'll be wasted and we wont get another opportunity like this for weeks- you want that?"

Sighing, you hide your eyes again. "No... "

"Didnt think so. Now, I'm gonna suck this last one dry and then we'll see what we can do about your poor little cunt, there. Stand by, doll... "

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh!-

#Disney Villains x Reader Smexcerpts #Disney Villains x Reader #Disney Villains #X Reader #Wheezy Weasel #Wheezy Weasel x Reader #Lady Tremaine #Lady Tremaine x Reader #Evil Queen #The Evil Queen #Evil Queen Grimhilde #Evil Queen x Reader #The Evil Queen x Reader #Evil Queen Grimhilde x Reader #Cruella De Vil #Cruella De Vil x Reader #Smut

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not-a-good-writer · 1 year

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The Midnight Crew relationship hcs

AN: This is strictly going off the intermission because homestuck lore is too complicated for me :p

CW: swearing, brief mention of violence

♠ Spades Slick ♠

Being the leader of the group, he's got a reputation to uphold. He's the toughest gang leader around, and he'll be damned if he ever gets caught being all affection and shit.

So, no PDA from this guy. The most he'll do is wrap his arm around your shoulders or waist, maybe hold hands. In private though, he'll be more physically affectionate but not by a whole lot.

His love language is acts of service. He believes actions speak louder than words, and he's not great with talking about his feelings anyway. He'd much rather show you his devotion, whether that be by taking you to your favorite places on dates, helping you with chores around the base, or killing that one guy that pissed you off the other day.

He seldom calls you by any pet names, but when he does, it's usually toots or babe.

♦ Diamonds Droog ♦

Diamonds is a very suave and sophisticated man. He's pretty much the definition of a gentleman.

He likes taking you out on real nice dates. Candlelit dinners, dancing, anything fancy.

His love language is gift giving, through and through. He's gonna spoil you rotten. See a piece of jewellery you like? It's yours. Can't choose between two pairs of shoes? He'll buy you both. Seriously, don't take this man shopping with you if you don't want him buying you anything you look at for more than five seconds.

It's not like he can't afford it either. The Midnight Crew steals makes good money, so you don't have to worry about that. He likes buying you so many things because it's his way of showing you that you mean far more to him than anything material, so much so that he's willing to go bankrupt for you.

The pet names he'd give you would be doll, dollface, dear, and darling.

♣ Clubs Duece ♣

Clubs is a total sweetheart, obviously. He's completely head over heels for you, and he makes sure you know it.

His love language is both quality time and words of affirmation. He just loves spending time with you. Doesn't really matter what you do, as long as he's with you he's happy. He also praises you a lot, whether it be in the form of compliments, declarations of his love, or telling you how proud he is, it really seems like he doesn't have anything bad to say about you.

PDA? Not a problem! If you wanna hug him, kiss him, hold his hand or whatever in front of other people go right ahead! To him, there's no reason to conceal your relationship. He'd be willing to shout how much he loves you from the rooftops.

His pet names for you would be, honey, angel, baby, and gummybear.

♥ Hearts Boxcars ♥

Despite being the crew's muscle, Hearts is quite the romantic and has a big soft spot for you. What can he say? You just make his melt!

His love language would be physical touch. If he got back from a tiring job, the only thing he'd want is to just cuddle you or have you cuddle him.

He doesn't mind a bit of PDA. He'll be happy to hold your hand, or give you a quick hug or kiss.

His pet names for you would be sweetheart, love, and darling

#the midnight crew #spades slick #diamonds droog #clubs deuce #hearts boxcars #spades slick x reader #diamonds droog x reader #clubs deuce x reader #hearts boxcars x reader #homestuck

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hiiroamagisbestfriend · 1 year

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hello! here's my masterlist! I'll do my best to keep it updated, so do just inform me if there's something missing or if a link isn't working, thanks!

🎼fine 🎼

Eichi Tenshouin Date HC's x GN! Reader

🌟TrickStar🌟

Mao Isara x GN! Reader (Angst)

🌠RYUSEITAI🌠

Chiaki Morisawa Date HC's x GN! Reader

Tetora Nagumo Cuddling HC's x GN! Reader

Kanata Shinkai Coming Out HC's x TransFem! Reader

♠♥ALKALOID♣♦

Mayoi Ayase Love at First Sight HC's x GN! Reader

🍎 Eden 🐍

waiting...

⚙ Valkyrie ⚙

waiting...

🔹 2wink 🔹

Hinata Aoi Confession HC's x GN! Reader

Yuta Aoi Confession HC's x GN! Reader

🍯 Crazy:B 🐝

Kohaku Oukawa Confession HC's x GN! Reader

Kohaku Oukawa Date HC's x GN! Reader

Kohaku Oukawa Love at First Sight HC's x GN! Reader

🦇 UNDEAD ⚰️

Adonis Otogari Date HC's x GN! Reader

Koga Oogami Cuddling HC's x GN! Reader

🍁 Akatsuki 🌙

waiting...

🐰 Ra*Bits 🐰

waiting...

⚔️ Knights 🛡️

Leo Tsukinaga HC's x Sleep Deprived GN! Reader

Arashi Narukami HC's x Sleep Deprived GN! Reader

Ritsu Sakuma Love at First Sight HC's x GN! Reader

Arashi Narukami Coming Out HC's x TransFem! Reader

Tsukasa Suou Coming Out HC's x TransFem! Reader

🔮 Switch 🗲

Natsume Sakasaki Date HC's x GN! Reader

Tsumugi Aoba Coming Out HC's x TransFem! Reader

🤠 MaM 🤠

waiting...

#.🚩.

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fictofaggot · 1 year

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hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii i need to get back into drawing canon hs characters its been a bit . can u guys send in some rqs (preferably w some kind of queer hcs??? ex/ "she/it/♠/♥/♦/♣/they transfem karkat") and ill draw sum of them:3

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luckhound · 3 days

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BUST ...

♠ MARIA ♥ ADULT ♣ SHE/THEY ♦ PREV. LESBIANRUMI

links: about ✦ rules ✦ mlist ✦ prompts ✦ rec

recent works:

↻ plant asks ✦ hayasaka ┊ yttd ┊ fluff ✦ hcs

↻ first time with a shy s/o ✦ beidou+ning ┊ genshin ┊ smut ✦ hcs

↻ heavy burdens ✦ kaeya ┊ genshin ┊ angst ✦ scenario

OR MAYBE I'LL TAKE IT ALL !

#new theme new pinned B)#the links are still old though lmao

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kallistcs · 1 year

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Every item in the HC meme for Paris 👁️

defvyhjdfdf YOU /insert meme pic of the cat who's been caught upending a flower pot You asked for it 😘 This is long though, so I'll put it under a cut.

☠ Sexuality Bisexual, slightly female-leaning.

☮ Position Preferences No real preferences, they all have their own things to recommend themselves. BUT, if he's sleeping with someone only once, he'd definitely prefer to be facing them!

☯ Kinks Gentle hair-pulling, multiple orgasms (for his partner specifically), sensory play (he's not into pain, really, but different sensations and playing them against each other he still really likes, both for himself and his partner), praise. D/s - he is subby, loves to please, so being told what to do and being able to fulfil it is great. Obviously he's good at figuring out what people like and give them that, but that's a slightly different thing. With women specifically he's really into them taking charge (both because of his own tendencies and because this isn't what's expected/normal).

♠ Dirty little secrets He has slept with a would-be bride shortly before her wedding. She rather insisted, he didn't see any reason to refuse her, they had a good time, and weren't found out.

Ω Best time ever Any... time he has sex with Helen fdhdfjfd their sex is great :'D (For something specific, I feel like one of his personal favourites is probably sometime during their trip back to Troy; the sense of timelessness and freedom the journey gave and with no other pressures or circumstances having set in yet made it linger in some indefinable way.) And, this one time as a teenager with one of the nymphs, when everything fell perfectly into place for the first time. It wasn't exactly a watershed moment, but kinda similar to it.

♤ Worst time ever One of the last times he had sex with Oenone (not necessarily the absolute last time, however), because of how the tensions between them were undeniably building up to a point it was getting hard to ignore and starting to negatively effect everything else between them. This might be because this was the first time Paris really noticed/acknowledged it, so it spoiled that time in particular, even if nothing went especially wrong during it.

♣ One thing they’ve never told I go back and forth on this one, but he might have had sex with a satyr once. He's not going to tell anyone this. :)

♧ Most exotic place they’ve done it at D-does Helen's bedchamber in Sparta count... fdvhgdfjdf If not, I'm not sure there's any place to really count as "exotic" since he had sex outdoors as a matter of course with the nymphs. Possibly the time(s) he and Helen has had sex on the roof balcony/access outside their bedchamber, simply because it's outside but still within the palace.

♥ Number of sexual partners Proobably around twenty (at least, I am not very good at settling on a number that feels suitable with what I hc his sexual history is) at the point he meets Helen? Nymphs, afew scattered women (mostly widows not yet remarried) and more than a few men on the diplomatic trips he's gone on, herders on Mount Ida, some nobles in Troy...

♡ What they do after sex Cuddle. If you deprive him of cuddling he will wither be very sad. He wants and loves to do this even with one-night stands. Especially fond of petting his partner's chest, which, while it's of course a little easier with a woman's boobs, he will do this regardless.

♦ Stamina You don't want to know. Energizer bunny! Almost seems to get energy from fucking rather than the opposite :v

♔ What gets them in the mood Anything. Everything. Sure, the emphasis and what that "mood" is will be different depending on what got him into the mood, but sex is great for a lot of things, both physically and mentally when it comes to Paris, so there's little that wouldn't get him in the mood.

♕ What is their mood-killer Pain. Also, specifically with Helen, if she brings up his martial failings right during (before, not a problem, they can work around that), because he doesn't want to think about combat during sex lol

♚ Most sensitive spot Excluding the dick? xD Lips or the spot right below/behind the ear.

♛ One thing partner should never do Aside from going too hard/focusing only on pain? (When he's turned on he deals with it better and a hard bite or two won't ruin anything, but he's really not into pain otherwise.) Humiliation/humiliating dirty talk - doesn't include saying something like that he "was made for this" or similar, because he would agree, but if it's said with an insulting intent/as humiliation, that'll immediately kill his desire to play along.

★ Threesome or an orgy? Threesome! I think he'd enjoy orgies fine, but he also wants to be sure everyone is enjoying himself/not splitting his attention beyond being able to pay enough attention to everyone involved, and two other people being involved might be the limit for that.

☆ How adventurous are they? Yes/no? He both is, and isn't. He'd be willing to try a lot of things at least once, but with how little he likes pain, he might come across as very vanilla in other ways.

☄ If there was a safe-word, what would it be? If "no/stop/wait" wouldn't cut it for some reason and we're talking modern 'verse (not sure "safe word" would be something anyone would think of back then, even if they're exploring more kinky things), the stoplight system would probably be it.

☽ Going down or staying up? Going doooown. He loves eating his female partners out - he's more fond of it than giving a blowjob, but he does enjoy that as well.

☼ Old-school or into experiments? Both! Finding new ways to experience pleasure/to please or doing what they know works is all good.

☀ Masturbate or seek for a helping hand? Helping hand. He doesn't masturbate much, to be honest, unless there really isn't any other choice. Pleasure is all well and good, but he prefers it together with someone else.

☁ One night stands; yay or nay? Absolutely.

☂ Foreplay or straight to business? Foreplay, unless they really can't wait. He likes to build things up, and it's enjoyable in itself.

❀ One thing they’re dying to try. I don't think there's anything he'd like to do he hasn't had the chance to at least try once.

✿ In the morning or when night falls? Any time! Doesn't matter! Give it to him.

ψ Roleplay? If so, what exactly? Oh, certainly. He's a drama kid. He'd enjoy most of anything about that. Would undoubtedly deeply enjoy going all in with costumes and props and a quite elaborate scene, honestly.

♆ Props they’d like to use Ain't no props in the Bronze Age my dudes. But nah lol dildos? Rope if they're doing bondage. Handily tied ropes from the ceiling or whatever to help with positions that might need it. Modern day, Paris loves toys of basically any sort.

#the scapegoat: headcanon #the scapegoat: asks #hehe

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cardsbizarreadventure · 2 years

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{ Toshi and Joelle }

😍 One big big BIG OTP!! <3. Ahh my precious bbie ;w; ~. Let me hold them please , I love their silly dynamic <3. - Cards

#// mun talks #// mun cards #♠♣♥♦ cards hours #joelle joestar ask #joelle ask #jojo oc #jjba oc #toshio #ship meme #ship ask #ship tag #// HC they take silly pictures like these all the time <3

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skater-brain · 10 months

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What's your underlying motif?

the dog

whether it’s the way you bare your teeth when backed in a corner, your loyalty, or your tendency to act on instinct, your reoccurring theme is the dog. like mitski said “i get mean when im nervous, like a bad dog” or how halsey said “i won’t smile but i’ll show you my teeth” even when migos said “dance with my dogs in the night time” the essence of the dog runs through you. you’re tough and a quick draw on the outside, but if we got down to it we’d see you’re acting the only way you’ve ever known how. it doesn’t make you bad, survival is natural, your loyalty and determination is commendable. i don’t blame you for the way you act when your back is against a wall, but please remember to not bite the hand that feeds.

Tagged by: @insightful-mother

Tagging: who wants to pet the dog

#♠︎ ♥︎ ♦︎ ♣︎ hc #thanks for tagging!#who even are these people tho lmao

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fatings · 2 years

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T.F hums a lot because his head is empty except for music at all times . (he also has the uncontrollable mentally ill urge to Boogie but he restrains himself . usually) it’s usually upbeat songs & he likes upbeat music but his favorite sound is anything blues i think .

#the babiest hc post but i just like to think in another world #tf was a bard #♥ ♦ charmed ; i'm sure. ( OOC ) ♠ ♣#♥ ♦ clear as day. ( HEADCANON ) ♠ ♣

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love-minor-poltergeist · 2 years

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Howdy! Could I request some HCs for the Devil with an S/O who is very cuddly and affectionate, but can’t stand the natural heat his fur retains/radiates? -🎃

A/N: Have a boyfriend who’s a walking space heater, they said. It’ll be fun, they said. They don’t account for hot Hell is and how hard it’d be to cuddle your demonic boyfriend because of it (ᗒᗣᗕ)՞ I had a lot of fun with this prompt! I may have gotten a little bit carried away, though (again..) (*ﾉ∀`*)

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The Devil x Affectionate! Reader:

Adoration– pure like freshly driven snow– is rare in Hell. Most relationships are ones built on the foundation of convenience or lust for power.

The Devil, at first, had assumed your affectionate behavior had meant that you had wanted something from him. It’s a bit depressing, but love without anything in return was a foreign concept to him.

The first few times you gave him sudden kisses or gently massaged his shoulders, he had turned towards you with lidded eyes and a small questioning hum. He had assumed the affection just meant you wanted something; it was easier to catch flies with honey, after all.

Imagine the confusion this poor man went through when you told him you just wanted to be sweet to him. He couldn’t remember the last time anyone had loved him so tenderly. Let alone treat him with genuine kindness (well. Save for his family, and we all know how that ended-).

Once he gets the memo, though, the Devil becomes putty in your hands. He’ll let out tiny chuffs like the overgrown cat he is at the sight of you, accepting any and all kisses or head scritches you offer his way. Once he REALLY gets into it, the Devil’s tail will begin to wag as he rests his body on top of you; his engine-like purring rumbling in your ears.

He gets so spoiled by it that the demon begins to expect it everytime he sees you! Which is really cute for you in private, but embarrassing for him in public. It’s hard to maintain a terrifying reputation when onlookers catch the way his pupils dilate and his ears perk up.

The Devil wants any and all crumbs of affection you offer him… Which makes it all the more a slap to the face for him when you begin to weasel your way out of his grip during your nightly cuddles. On the outside, the Devil is letting out a displeased hum; tail flicking in agitation. On the inside, this man is so UPSET. Where are the cuddles and snuggles that he craves from lover? He thought you liked him?! You cruelly neglect your lonely husband? Jail! Jail for lover for one thousand years!

It’s not too far off from an unhappy cat being overdramatic when you try to nudge it out of the way.

He’s not completely devoid of reason, however. Oh, you just don’t like how uncomfortably warm he is? Sure, that’s fine. He absolutely gets it! He’s still unhappy that he can’t just hold you for eternity for as long as he desires lest he wants you to pass out from a heat stroke.

He’d relent if you gently tell him to let go after cuddle sessions or squirm away once you get too warm, but that doesn’t mean the Devil would stop being greedy. He’ll quietly let out displeased mrrs until you move to massage his temples or rub the place near his horns just right.

The Devil may even try to barter for more cuddle time if he’s in a more persistent mood. Well, the word ‘barter’ is used loosely here. It’s more so he’ll try to bribe you to hold on a little longer.

I.E. “Honey, I need to take a breather. It’s gettin’ a little warm-”

“‘ts fine, love. I’ll send one of the boys over to fetch you some ice water for you.”

“...Baby, that’s not what I meant.”

The natural heat he exudes doesn’t just stop at his fur. Even his kisses feel like your lips are being embraced by a roaring fire. It can get overwhelming rather quickly! The Devil would pull away if you tap him. Though he’ll still rest his forehead against yours as you take in shaky breaths, his hooded gaze greedily drinking in your flushed visage and his purring loudly sounding off in your ears.

May the Lord have mercy on you. The soul is willing, but the flesh is weak... And your beloved is a man a bit too okay with letting you cook for a while if it meant he could squeeze out all the love he can get from you.

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#my writing #requests #cuphead #cuphead dont deal with the devil #cuphead: ddwtd #cuphead: don't deal with the devil #cuphead show #self ship #x reader #reader insert #gender neutral reader #gender neutral imagine #ch the devil/reader #the devil x reader #cuphead the devil #sfw #cuphead headcanons #headcanons #cuddle headcanons

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softmafia · 2 years

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Deal With The Reaper

Warnings: fem y/n, nsfw, hair-pulling, loss of virginity, rough sex, drooling, passing out

A/n: I’ve cleaned up my blog a bit and I want to do something different now, lol, I want to try using cute little boarders and have a fancy Hisoka-themed layout. And I’m going to be honest I haven’t been trying with my one shots and hcs lately, I’m honestly so scared of loosing mutuals or just people to talk to in general that I’ve been forcing myself to make these half-assed fics and repeats of headcanons that I’ve already done.. but I’m going to change that!! When I started this account I made it only to write for Hisoka, and that’s what I plan on doing from now on! I’m always going to loose mutuals or friends anyway lol, it’s the internet and everyone eventually goes their separate ways. ;-;

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Hisoka knelt behind the bushes, hiding in the darkness as he watched his prey from the shadows. He licked his lips, the image of her from his position was just perfect.. her figure, her bust, she was the picture of divine beauty herself. He quietly swallowed at the dryness of his own throat, his body shuddered in how taboo this was.. watching the woman he longed to fuck from the bushes.. He then watched as four vicious looking men came walking in front of her, making his expression drop and his brows furrow. Who were these men?!

One of them, big, muscular, and littered with scars punched his own palm, growling at Y/n, who didn’t look at all phased despite her position.. these people literally towered over her, when they stood their shadows engulfed her in the darkness of the night, even when they were quite a long distance from each other. “We don’t take to kindly to people ambushing our missions, little lady.” The giant man growled. Who were these men? If they were about to touch Hisoka’s Y/n.. they had another thing coming, he held a card tightly between his two fingers.

Y/n, however, actually.. almost looked bored.. she sighed and checked her nails, one hand on her hip which tilted to the side, “I didn’t know you guys had a mission there.” She said, looking back up at the ringleader of the men before her, “It was a fluke. S’Not my fault you showed up to the same place I was letting off steam.” She had been out last night and felt the urge to kill something.. and it was very strong, she didn’t know why but it’s not the first time her bloodlust took control of her. Although she probably should’ve listened when the men told her the first time that they were here for a job. Whoopsies. She couldn’t go back now.

Hisoka raised a brow, intrigued but.. still cautious around these brutes. Yes, he loved to watch Y/n fight, but he would be damned if he let any man other than him get a hit on her before he did. He would fight Y/n some day, and he would be the first to defeat her.. the thought made him so aroused.

The large man raised a hand, giving the goons behind him the signal to attack. Hisoka tensed for a moment, about to jump out but the second after the men lunged at her, all of them fell dead to the ground, and Y/n was still standing in the same place as she was, but instead her hand was coated with blood. Their blood. Hisoka slouched, placing a hand over his mouth as his eyes observantly examined the scene, Ooh you’re so quick~! He shivered in arousal, Good for you~ they weren’t worthy opponents for you, darling~ it’s better to just kill them right away~!

As Y/n walked away from the bloody scene without a word, Hisoka remained in the shadows, crouched behind the bushes and shuffling his cards slowly, licking his lips when he pulled out the iconic queen of hearts.

She was the one.

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Y/n dried off her hair, and looked over her shoulder at the blood that was still swirling down the drain, she sighed and knew that it was definitely going to leave a stain on the tiles. She brushed her hair out, and then blow dried, unaware that her bedroom window was being opened in the other room, and a mysterious magician was crawling through it. Y/n wrapped a towel around her waist and walked out of her bathroom, walking into her bedroom to get some put on some clothes to wear to bed. She wasn’t alerted the man sitting on the edge of her bed at first, shuffling his cards,

“Hey.” She said casually. Hisoka looked up at her his eyes were wide for a moment, but he then smiled, “Hey~” he replied back.

Y/n went silent again for a moment as she dropped her towel and slipped on her tank top and panties, but then shrieked, finally looking at Hisoka with fear and shock evident on her face. She grabbed the towel and held it over her body, “What the fuck?!” She shouted. Laughing, Hisoka crossed one leg over the other, “Did I surprise you~?” He cooed, magically making his cards disappear so he could rest his chin on his palm. Growling, Y/n reached into her dresser and threw one of her bras at him, hitting him in the face, “Get out!!” She huffed, more annoyed at this clown than scared, honestly.

This wasn’t the first time he did this.

Hisoka grabbed the strap of the bra and gently peeled it off of his face, smiling and admiring it in the light of the lamp before magicking it out of his hands, and into Y/n’s instead. She gasped in slight confusion, looking down to see that she was holding the bra she just threw.. growling, she tossed it on the ground and marched on over to Hisoka. She looked down at him, and his shit eating grin, Y/n frowned and snaked her hand behind his head, grabbing a fist full of his red locks and yanking his head back, making his neck crane only slightly, cringing when she heard a silent moan escape his silver lips. She loomed over him further and glared into his striking eyes, “Leave.” She growled firmly.

Hisoka pouted, his eyes narrowing at her, “Ooh? But I’ve just arrived~” he licked his lips, to which she let go of his hair and stepped away. Rolling her eyes, Y/n crossed her arms and tilted her hip to the side, “Ok, what do you want this time?! And no.. I’m not going to let you sit in my room all night again.” Yeah, Hisoka would do that a lot, she didn’t know why. Sometimes she wouldn’t even be home, or in the same room as him, he would just sit there in her little beanbag alone in her room and shuffle his cards. He was a weird man, he always kept to himself and ever explained what he was doing, especially weird things like that. Having Hisoka around when she was out for a job had its benefits though, if she needed a change of clothes she could just call him up.

The mutual-ship they had was rather.. strange. They weren’t close friends with each other, but they weren’t strangers either.

“Well..~” Hisoka looked down, and then looked up again, shamelessly glancing at her breasts as he did so. The cold air made them hard, and visible through her already tight tank top. The color of her nipples slightly showed through the cloth as well, so perfectly tinted and puffy. He then looked at her eyes innocently as if he wasn’t just ogling. Y/n definitely noticed, and scoffed, but didn’t want to put in the effort of hiding herself because of him, “You’re such a pervert.” Her words made him let out a short laugh, he put his hand over his mouth. “I wanted to ask you something~” he looked up at her, his legs uncrossed and spread as he sat.

Sighing, Y/n kneeled down on the floor, sitting between Hisoka’s legs now as she looked up at him, “Hm?” Was all she replied with, simple, but showed that she was interested, something Hisoka favored. Smiling, he gently held his hand out and stroked Y/n’s cheek with the back of his palm, “Would you like to make a deal~?”

Y/n made a face when she felt his rough skin stroke her cheek, but was intrigued by the talk of a “deal” nonetheless, she placed her arms on her knees, “What’s the deal?” She asked, raising a brow at him. “Hmm~ you’re a 200th floor fighter right~? I want to challenge you to a match~” he cooed, then leaned down, moving closer towards her until he was leaned next to her ear, “If you win.. I’ll leave you alone, if I win.. then you have to sleep with me~” As the sick words left his lips, Y/n shuddered, her eyes widened. “It’s not a one time thing.. whenever I like, you should be in bed with me~” he added, sending even more chills down her spine.

Y/n didn’t exactly want Hisoka to “Leave her alone”.. but she also didn’t want to sleep with him. She chewed on her bottom lip, then opened her mouth to speak, “Can I change the-”

“No you can’t.” Hisoka said, interrupting her before she even got to finish as he leaned back again, looking down at her and waiting for her answer.

Frowning, Y/n decided to offer a change anyway, “I don’t want you to leave me alone. At least stop eating all of my food and leaving the TV on while I’m gone?” She huffed, Hisoka was a really good ally to have, not only was he strong, but he had a “great” reputation, something that would send powerful rivals cowering away once they heard she associated with the man. Hisoka’s face softened in surprise for a moment, she.. didn’t want him to leave her be? Hmm.. usually people would die to have a chance at that, but she.. still wanted him around her? He decided not to dwell further on that, simply chuckling as he nodded, “Alright fine, if you win I’ll stop scavenging your fridge and messing with you television~” he booped her nose with a card that he magically flicked between his fingers.

Ok.. Y/n could deal with that now, she looked up at him and smiled, “Ok, you got a deal!” She said confidently, to which Hisoka smirked.

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Y/n winced in pain, popping her arm back into place as she sat in the arena locker room, watching the replay on the TV hanging from the wall. She grimaced as the voice of the announcer sounding out Hisoka’s victory replayed through her head as she watched how he sucker-punched her. She shook her head, that match lasted for hours, she fought with all of the strength she had but Hisoka still came out on top. To be fair, the level of their powers were almost nearly identical, it took a lot to be able to overpower the other, whenever they fought nobody knew who would win..

But now she had to fucking sleep with him.

She sighed, beginning to walk out of the locker room so she could hook up with Hisoka. Although, when she opened the door she was met with a familiar broad chest, and when she looked up, his smirk. He held his arm out for her to hold onto like they were a couple from the 60s, “Off we go, yeah~?” He said with a warm smile that masked his perverted desires. Y/n closed her eyes for a quick moment, but then curled her arm around Hisoka’s bicep, sighing as she walked through the halls with him. No matter how hard she tried to avoid the stares of people who looked at them oddly, she could still feel their burning gazes on her skin, and it made her feel even more ridiculous.

After what seemed like forever, they were in Hisoka’s suite. She had never really been inside one of these places before, but honestly this place looked.. brand new? Like Hisoka had only just opened this room, but she knew he stayed her as a home, having been here once or twice, usually she came just to visit, or to steal some of his food for payback. “Wow.. you really have not customized the place at all.” She snorted, finally releasing his arm and stepping forward a bit. “I find decorating a place I hardly ever stay at quite.. useless.” Hisoka chuckled from behind her, his eyes trailing down her body as a tongue flicked over his lips. He suddenly grabbed her hips, and started leading her to the bedroom, “We want our first time to be special, right~?” He cooed, letting her go once they were in his room.

Y/n frowned and crawled onto the bed, looking back at Hisoka, sitting on all fours with her back arched, but was completely oblivious to the sensuality of her position, “Don’t do something crazy, ok?” She mumbled, glaring at him over her shoulder. Hisoka licked his lips, watching how her shorts squeezed beautifully around the lips of her cunt as she stood there in that position. As soon as she realized what she was doing, her eyes widened and her face went red; however, before she could slam her hips down and cease from exposing herself further to Hisoka, his hands went to her hips, firmly squeezing them in his grasp, and then he started peeling down her shorts, “These clothes are restricting~” he chuckled.

Rolling her eyes, Y/n decided to help him by taking off her shirt, and then her panties once he managed to pull her shorts off. Y/n flipped around, grabbing the hem of Hisoka’s crop top, and then pulling it over his head, then beginning to unwrap the gauze around his waist and wrists. “My, my~ you seem rather eager~!” Hisoka laughed boisterously, making the woman under him roll her eyes, she leaned forward again and started undoing his belt, and pulling it off of his pants, “Eager for you to shut up.” She playfully stuck her tongue out at him. Giggling, Hisoka lifted her up by the shoulders and threw her back until her head was next to the pillows, he took his shoes off and unzipped his trousers, he was now looming over her on the bed. Y/n gulped as she looked up at him, honestly.. he was so attractive, of course she noticed that before but now that she was naked and under him, she was kind of glad that she lost this bet. Her eyes then shifted to his cock, she gasped at just how massive it was, holy hell, he managed to protect that thing in all of his fights?! She looked back up at him again, only to be met with an even more sinister smirk, “I love your little look of surprise~” he cooed, and before she could even get a word in, his cock was inside of her.

“Aagghh~!!” Y/n squealed, her breath hitched, her eyes screwed shut and she gripped the sheets beside of her, “Holy fuck~!!” She choked out, lifting her legs up and looking down, he was inside of her, and he was stretching her ou so well.. truth be told, she was a virgin; but he didn’t need to know that. “Ah..~ one of my favorite things~” Hisoka laughed, “A little virgin~” how did he know?! Y/n looked up at him, pouting, “What?!” She frowned. He laughed again, in that same sadistic, yet charming tone, he licked his lips again, “Mmh~ I’m a very perceptive man~” he cooed, his hands rubbing up and down her waist, moaning at the feeling of her soft, squishy skin, “Its like a sixth sense~ I can practically smell the virginity on a little girl~” his words made her cringe, and also sent a shiver down her spine. Y/n’s reaction entertained him greatly, “Hehe~ and because you’re dangerously tight, darling~” he giggled, booping her nose, “I’m afraid I might loose circulation~!”

She rolled her eyes, but before she could get a quick quip in, she was flipped over and her face was mashed against the pillows, she let out a muffled yell at Hisoka grabbed the back of her head tightly, tugging at her hair while keeping her down. Guttural grunts escaped his lips, one hand was holding onto her hair tightly, and the other was holding her hips up, giving him the leverage to plow into her. “I can feel your little cunt loosening up with every move I make~” he leaned down to growl into her ear, “It’s so good~” he shivered, she could hear the twisted smile in his words. “Oh my god..~” Y/n moaned out, her eyes rolling far back into her head. She screamed again when he bunched her hair up in his fist, getting a good hold and pulling on her, making her neck crane back all the way until she was looking at him, he was upside down in her vision, “AHHHHH~!!!” She squealed in pain and pleasure, she never knew how arousing getting her hair pulled would feel.. and she wanted more. Strained and gargled noises escaped her lips as Hisoka plowed into her like she was nothing but a rubber doll, the shameful sounds of their wet skin slapping filled her ears.

“Ooh~! Look at you..~ I have you drooling like a little baby~!” He teased, taking his free hand to wipe away the drool at her chin with his thumb, then bringing it up to his mouth to lick, “Oooh~ what a divine taste~” her saliva still had that metallic, bloody tang to it from their fight moments ago, and it only made him even more aroused. “H-Hiso..gAAHHH~!!” Y/n squealed, her breasts bounced wildly as he thrusted roughly, her nipples grazed against the surface of the pillow, “Oh fuccckkk~!!!” She groaned. The angle at which he held her head was giving her a major headache.. and also ached at her neck as well, “Hiso..~ Hisoka, please.. h-hurts~” she choked out, her eyes squeezing shut, each time she tried to pull back, his grip on her hair would get tighter, and he would pull back harder.

Although soon the pain faded into pleasure once again when her body shook with an orgasm, she squealed and the dam broke inside of her, as soon as Hisoka’s pelvis met her ass again, and the tip of his large cock hit her cervix, he had her cumming in seconds. Everything became a blur in that moment for her, the sounds of her screams were muffled, and Hisoka’s rough thrusts, grunts and groans became faded as well. The last thing she felt before she passed out was Hisoka’s thick sperm filling her velvet walls, and then filling her womb with sweet nectar.

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The pain in her scalp and neck was what woke up Y/n, she groaned and sat up, rubbing the back of her neck and wincing, it hurt to look up, and it hurt to turn her head. She instantly felt another weight in the bed beside of her, Y/n had to twist her entire body to see who was there. It was Hisoka.. sound asleep. How long had she been out? Her hair was wet, and her body smelled clean, plus the smell of shower water lingered in the air, did he give her a bath while she was conked out?! That was so sweet.. but so weird at the same time.

Sighing, Y/n laid back down, seeing that it was nighttime, she wrapped an arm over Hisoka’s back and admired his soft expression in his slumber, the lights outside from the city reflected off of his skin, making him look even more handsome than he already was.. his soft red hair fallen against his forehead, and his arm that was covering half of his face so he could hug the pillow under him. Hisoka reminded Y/n of a painting of Lucifer, inside; Hisoka was evil, but on the outside he was devilishly attractive and charming..

Y/n’s eyelids eventually grew heavy again, her fingers raked through Hisoka’s hair until she fell asleep snuggled up beside of him.

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