#F!MC

[shinjisdone]

How I Imagine TWST Could Be If There Was A Female!MC

Had a bad day yesterday and just wanted to write some brainrot for myself

TW: MC/Reader is solely female here and will be main point talked about/focused on. Many mentions on bullying because you are a girl in an all-boys-academy.

Little differences/somethings there would be I think if MC was female:

Since NRC is an all-boys-academy I think there might be some differences on how the MC might be treated.

Let's just pretend you are really the only girl there, for simplicity's sake.

Grim might feel indifferent OR is stupid enough to not get why being a girl in an all-boys-academy might be a big deal for everyone.

Crowley might go HMMMM how UnusUAL, I'm sure my schOOL isn't miXED....HMMMMM...pondering very deeply.

Oh, well. Who cares. Do his chores anyway.

Would give you the usual school uniform, might ask if you'd like a skirt or even maybe dig up some old skirts. Who knows, maybe NRC used to be mixed.

If you do want that, he'd make you -PSYCH! Of COURSE he'd tell Sam to buy you one. Size and length as well as style can be chosen by you, it just needs to fit with the rest of the uniform.

When barging into the ceremony I believe everyone would be too startled/beside themselves to notice. Grim is the nuisance having to be dealt with.

If there is anything you specifically need...Crowley will just throw it your way.

On your first day Ace might need a second to realize you are a girl. Uh, not only do you not know who the Great Sevens are but you are at the wrong school, too, idiot! Haha! What's a girlie doing here?

Shenanigans happen quickly and Deuce comes to the rescue!

Needs much longer to realize you are a girl. You speak your thanks and as he says it's no problem he - suddenly - clams - up. Oh. Oh. You...g-g-g-girl...? Female....? A womf...?

Blushes like crazy and can't get a peep out, still as a statue. Ace's yelling is what snaps him out of it.

When Ace asks you if he could stay the night since...he got cuffed...you are first like - hmmm. Hmmm.

ಠಿ_ಠ

Nah, nah, nah! It ain't like that! He's gonna sleep on the couch in the lounge! There is no other place and Ramshakle is as good as abandonded anyway. What, you just want some cat as company?

...What do u mean here are ghosts ಠ_ಠ

Trey would be like, oh. Hello. Um, well, I didn't expect you here.

Well, if the headmaster says so, please, feel welcome! Anyone and everyone is welcome to a tea party! (well, if it aligns with the rules...)

Cater might be more surprised. You are so cute! Like, don't take it the wrong way but he just...finds you cute! From the way you make your hair to how you get a unique outfit (if you choose to wear an uniform skirt), oh he wishes he could do it too! Unfortunately, he can't cuz well, uniform is UNIform...

Riddle is too preoccupied and pissy to even notice a new person in the room. He'd probably only notice you after his overblot is over.

Cue in a few days later and he comes to apologize and properly introduce himself. As you introduce yourself back he makes the silent note that you are actually a girl. Huh. This school is not mixed...and you being here certainly must break a rule somewhere...but...you don't seem so bad, so he'll just ignore it. He is the dormleader of Heartslabyul, not of the entirety of NRC.

All in all: Ace barely cares that you are a girl and would just throw his usual jokes and jabs. Would sometimes throw in some that have to do with you being female but those are never in ill will.

Deuce my beloved would at the beginning be very shy but grows used to you and proclaim you as his best friend anyway. Would sometimes forget you are a girl and catch himself in the act. Might feel sheepish or EXTREMELY embarrassed. When the topic of you being female comes up anywhere, no matter with whom, he gets flustered and shy regardless of how close you are.

Trey is the most indifferent but throws in some protective advice anyhow. As your senior and you as his junior, he has to look out for you and he takes you being the only girl in an all-boys-school in account as well while doing so.

Cater annooooooys you to hell and back about how cute you are. He just thinks girls have much more variety when it comes to styling and likes to show you new trends. He has sisters as well so he is more used hanging around girls, anyway.

Riddle is also indifferent but he catches himself often in situations where he focuses intently on you being female. Do you feel comfortable? Is anyone bullying you? That behaviour is unacceptable, so do tell him when something like that happens. Riddle tries to grow from his flaws but will gladly cuff someone's head for that anyday... Would also act more gentlemanly for you. Opens doors, tells Ace and Deuce to hold your books can't you see they are heavy, invites you over to tea parties and takes out the chair for you. A bit more reliant with you when it comes to rule-breaking.

Savanclaw issssss...a bit more attentive of you being female.

Jack is a million times x 100000 more protective of you. You are the only girl here and people here kinda suck are like twisted villains. What are you doing here?!

He has little siblings so he somewhat sees you as his third one (if you'd like that. Though he would never admit that...) and just asks and asks and asks if you are okay, if you need something.

Will walk you from class to your dorm or anywhere else you need to be even if he doesn't, no matter what.

10000000% tsundere. He's...not doing this cuz he's worried...or likes to take care of you.

Ruggie is confused??? On what??? you??? are??? doing here???

UH this is not a mixed school!!! Helloooo??? Does something go 'ding ding ding'! in your head or what?

Also protective, mostly because of his own siblings and that he thinks you are naive. People that are different in any regard are unfortunately easy targets for others. This school won't be easy for you he already knows. So he might as well help out instead of being another troublemaker for you.

While he helps out he is also kinda wary of you??? Women in his home are uh, intimidating and if you have been doing good so far, you surely are, well, at least something that he doesn't want to mess with. Better stay on your good side, even IF you are a more gentle and meek one.

Leona issss....weird?

Makes fun of you but makes sure you aren't messed with at the same time? Tsundere that drank respect women juice.

Don't hang around him, don't bother him...but also stay out of trouble, if someone bothers you, tell them Leona sent you.

Softer around you and while he does tease you, he never really disrespects you. Distant but not cold.

Azul is intriguied but perhaps wouldn't care too much - unless he can make a deal out of this.

Aren't you tired getting all of this attention? You are magicless and the only girl to boot! Azul can help you...just sign here.

Might try to win your favor by being a suck-up gentleman by calling you Miss (Name). How are you today? Need any help?

Only if you can offer anything useful to him. Like, no offense but you're magicless...and unfortunately not as stupid as ADeuce.

Besides, his gentlemanly acts aren't as genuine as Riddle's.

Floyd has a 50/50 chance of not caring a bit or straight up interested in you because you are female.

Either: Huh? So what, you are just another plankton.

Or: Huh? A fishie swimming against the stream? What's a girl doing here?

However, if you are not interesting enough expect his interest to go down the drain.

If you heavily react to being picked on because you are girl, don't show it. Otherwise Floyd will exploit it like crazy. Will mention how lonely it might be to be the only girl, will pull on your hair, might switch between Shrimpy and Miss Shrimpy or straight up call you girlie or lassie. Kind of a bully but likes you nonethless if you are interesting.

Jade will increase his gentlemanly behaviour 100%!

Is more intrigued by you than Floyd. Oya, oya, what do we have here?

More keen on calling you miss or whatever you prefer and treats you quite nicely, almost like a princess, especially if you are regular at Monstro Longue.

Just as teasing as his brother but more consistent with it. Likes to mess with you but acts less roudy than Floyd but there is still...a certain air to him that makes him even more unbearable than his twin. A weird mix of looking down at you and treating you like you are special.

KALIIMMMM

A good boy 100%. Stupid enough or rather oblivious to notice that you are indeed the only girl here!

Nothing would change to how he treats you honestly. A good guy, a real champ. Is definitely gonna give you nicknames however if you are sweet to him, ending your name with the honorific '-chan' and you cannot convince me otherwise.

Can be very stupid about how your situation might affect you. Treats it like nothing's wrong, cuz there IS nothing wrong!

JAMILLLL

Kinda confused as well? Well, you've been here long enough and are surrounded by good friends so he takes it you are or will be fine.

Still, be careful, okay? There are some meanies out here...he's not saying it out of worry, it is common sense.

Might keep an extra eye out for you but if nothing happens, he'll stop. His priority is Kalim and if you are okay, then everything else is okay, too.

Will tell Kalim to stop being so unaware of your situation. Show a bit of decency, try to see it from her perspective. You are magicless as well so things are sure to be difficult.

Might also ask Ace on how you are doing to get a third party's perspective of things during basketball training. Just as pre-information, nothing more...

Will definietly not ask Floyd. He knows how he is and if the topic turns to be about you and he hears it, he gets all "Heeee, you're talkin' about Shrimpy????"

It's annoying. It's even more annoying how much Floyd wants to annoy you.

Might think of his sister when he sees you and remembers to write to her a bit more frequently.

Epel: "Wait, you are a girl for real?! I thought yer just looked like one, like me! ...O-Or pretended to be one, maybe, I think..."

Squints his eyes reaaaal hard to really identify you. You sure you're a girl? And not just...a pretty boy like him?

Hm, ah shucks. Kinda hoped he might find another cursed soul like him. Well, at least you get it when people treat you a certain way just because of your looks.

Might have an easier time to show you his true self when speaking since you might either see through him easily or because he just knows he doesn't need to pretend in front of you.

He has a feeling you get it.

And when you agree and tell him how cool he is? Aquired yourself immediately a fierce friend (or crush, he kinda liked it when you called him cool...)

Hell, yeah, you get it!

Does actively NOT treat you with you being female in mind. You're one of the boyz. Doesn't want you to feel any different or casted out.

Got your back like crazy. He finds himself feeling more confident around you and will defend you like nothing else. So what if you are a magicless girl?! You're hella cool yourself!

Will call you cool and not cute, even if it isn't accurate.

The most annoying for sure is Rook.

The guy is a romantic at heart and believes it is fate that you came here.

You aren't an outcast! No, you are like a chosen hero! A princess around 22 twisted villains~ How exciting! Doesn't it make your heart beat faster?!

'Mademoiselle' is thrown at you constantlyyyy. The moment you hear the word you know Rook is around the corner, watching you. Weirdly nice and romantic towards you. He truly does believe you being in NRC is something special. He cannot help but gush about it!

When it comes to special events, he offers to prepare you for it with outfits or make-up. He's creative and sees you as his canvas and believes that no matter will be done or not, you will look beautiful! 100 points!

Vil is *sucks in breath* quick to criticize.

Doesn't truly care...but if you show the slightest bit of interest in fashion and beauty, hooh boy will he be watching.

Means to help but is, uh...mean. So, so, so mean.

But other than that...I don't think he'd care? HE is the fairest of them all...and you are just a potato.

Huh? Oh no, is this some shojo manga and you are the heroine getting a reverse harem or somethin'?

Idia is...weirded out but as long as he doesn't have to deal with you, he'll be fine.

Until you start getting involved in these overblots and...everything turns out okay? Like in a happy ending of a fairytale?

OMG are you a heroine?

No, he doesn't wanna be part of your harem!

Maaaaybe a bit more shy but just maybe. Will avoid you just as he does to everyone.

When in a good and braver mood, will call you 'heroine' when some 'anime shenanigans' happen as he calls them. If you're confused, will scream internally out of embarassment but also HOW COULD U NOT KNOW THAT TERM U NORMIE

Might call you that more often to mess with you.

Orhto kinda...won't care?

Probably scans you on your first meeting and goes 'yep, indeed f for female'.

As long as you are nice to his brother, all is good. Hey, be his friend too, while you're add it! Pretty please?

Malleus wouldn't care either. You being a magicless girl in NRC is quite curious and he will ask you about that...but no matter what your answer might be, he will listen, maybe take it to heart and set it aside, here and there. He doesn't care much for it.

As long as your bravery and willingness to be his friend remains, he won't ever make a fuss about it. Just be you.

During your meeting he might ask, "Oh? Are you perhaps a witch with a fitting black cat living here now in this abandonded house with a few ghostly roommates? Heh, I jest."

No matter what, you will still be his Child of Man.

If you do end up having trouble in school because you are a girl, he might go to Lilia for advice. He never had to deal with something like this before...shall he burn these bullies to crisps for making you school life difficult?

Lilia secretly agrees but tells him not to.

Other than that, same old Tsunotarou.

Lilia would go like "oh!" and that's it.

Curious, this is unusual for NRC but he is always happy and excited when changes happen.

Like the old man that he is he offers you his advice and help in anything. Even if he is an ancient fae, he is also your senior, so go ahead and ask him, alright?

Will also call you something endearing like Kalim and Rook. Adds the honorific '-chan' to you, definitely.

Very glad you are Malleus' friend, for that you automatically earned his protection. Just call when something's up, k?

Silver first needs to wake up.

huh????? zzz...

Wait, let him wake up...

Still a bit more.

There we go. Now that he is fully awake he realizes you are a girl.

Still somewhat in his dream lands, might wake up and say, "Wait, I didn't dream about a princess...or did I?" when he sees you.

Sometimes he does not fully realize its you when he freshly woke up. Needs to blink away the weariness before he goes "oh."

A tad bit more worried about you than his old man. Anything could happen and while you are in good hands not Crowley Silver sometimes tends to think about your happiness and safety here at NRC. You doing okay with the lessons? The teachers? The classmates? He's willing to offer his protection too, you know.

Perhaps its a knight thing to protect the maidens or smth, i dunno.

HUMAAAN!!!

WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?! THIS IS N R C, SILLY! AN ALL-BOYS-ACADEMY! THERE'S NO 'F' IN THAT!

BUT THERE WILL BE ON YOUR MARKS SINCE YOU SUCK SO MUCH!

A meanie, especially at the beginning since he doesn't believe you belong here.

Magicless at a magic school? Failure.

Female at an all-boys-school? Unaccaptable.

nOT WaKA-SAmA????? A DISGRACE

He will warm up to you though...it takes time. Protective as Silver but not as subtle.

Idiot will scream HOW OF COURSE YOU NEED HIS HELP YOU ARE THE ONLY GIRL HERE! HOW MANY HAVE ALREADY MOCKED YOU, HUH?! CUZ HE CAN PROBABLY COUNT HOW MANY TIMES BUT WOULD NEED 20 HANDS FOR THAT!

Means well but...obnoxious.

#twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland #f!reader #f!mc #twst headcanons #smth silly #smth stupid #my days have been hell i need this #twst x f!reader

[your-local-simp-writers]

Hershey Kiss

Word Count: 518

Warnings: None

Idia Shroud x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

In the dimly lit room filled with the soft glow of computer screens, you found Idia, the reclusive head of Ignihyde, engrossed in his latest gaming conquest. His fingers danced across the keyboard with a fervor that only a true gamer could muster. You watched him for a moment, a smile tugging at your lips at his intense concentration.

You watched him from the doorway, a fond smile playing on your lips. Idia, ever so engrossed in his virtual battles, rarely noticed the world around him. It was one of the things you adored about him—the intensity of his passion. But today, you wanted to draw him out of his digital cocoon, if only for a moment.

Stepping quietly, you approached him from behind, your presence unnoticed until you were right beside him. In one fluid motion, you sat down on his lap, disrupting his gameplay and shattering his focus.

Idia’s reaction was immediate; his body tensed, and his hands froze above the keyboard. “Hey, you want a kiss?” you asked, your voice tinged with mischief.

Idia’s eyes widened, the vibrant color of his hair almost paling in comparison to the deep flush that spread across his cheeks. “What???” he exclaimed, his voice a pitch higher than usual, a mix of shock and bewilderment.

Your laughter filled the room, a sound that seemed foreign in the usually quiet space. You held up a small piece of chocolate between your fingers, the foil wrapper catching the light. “The chocolate, relax,” you said, still chuckling at his adorable overreaction.

Idia let out a sigh of relief, his shoulders slumping as the tension drained from his body. His arms, which had been hovering uncertainty, now wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer in a snug embrace. “You really shouldn’t scare me like that,” he grumbled, but the corners of his mouth twitched upwards, betraying his amusement.

You leaned back against him, feeling the warmth of his body and the steady beat of his heart. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist. But you have to admit, it was a little funny,” you teased, tilting your head to look at him.

Idia huffed, his gaze softening as he met your eyes. “Maybe just a little,” he conceded, the ghost of a smile finally breaking through. “But only because it’s you.”

As the two of you shared a comfortable silence, enjoying the closeness and the shared chocolate, you couldn’t help but notice the softness in Idia’s eyes. It was a look that you rarely saw, one that spoke of trust and a bond that went beyond words.

With a smile, you reached up and gently turned his face towards you. “Idia,” you said softly, “thank you for being you.”

Before he could respond, you leaned in and placed a tender kiss on his cheek. It was a simple gesture, but it held all the affection and gratitude you felt for him.

Idia’s entire face turned a brilliant shade of red, even brighter than before, and for a moment, he was completely speechless. Then, with a shy smile, he whispered, “You’re welcome. And, uh, thank you too.”

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x you #twisted wonderland x you #twisted wonderland fanfic #twisted wonderland fluff #twst imagines #twst fanfic #twst fluff #twisted wonderland x female reader #twst x female reader #twisted wonderland imagine #x female y/n #idia twisted wonderland #female!mc #f!mc #disney twst #Twisted Wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #Twisted Wonderland Fluff #x female reader #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst headcanons #idia x reader #idia shroud #idia shroud x reader #twst idia

[strawberry-cowmilk]

we are back with more baby fever causing fluff

the brothers with a pregnant mc

-> brothers x mc

mc is female, not proof read

content warnings: pregnancy, mentions of childbirth

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Lucifer

he will be very protective, as in he won't even let you carry groceries by yourself

if lucifer notices you're in even the slightest bit of pain, he will get you to lie down somewhere and massage any sore spots

he also brings you some sort of healthy snack from time to time

'diavolo, we need to postpone mc's courses at rad until at least she's given birth'

lucifer will also be there with you at every doctor's appointment, you can see his eyes light up whenever he sees the baby on the scan

Mammon

he loves feel the baby kick, if you're okay with it, he will poke your stomach to sort of play with the baby

mammon also likes to tell the baby stories about 'the times he did cool stuff'

if you get any weird craving at 4am in the morning, mammon doesn't mind running to the store to get you food

mammon wanted to be helpful, so he looked up what happens during childbirth, now he's very worried for you

Leviathan

when you first told him you were pregnant, levi was very careful around you, like he was scared to walk next to you with a heavy pot in the kitchen because what if he accidentally hurts you

or worse, what if the baby ends up hating him

levi did get used to the idea of the baby over time, he's not as afraid anymore

he even created an avatar for the baby in his life simulation games

Satan

he knows exactly what happens during every week of your pregnancy (he read five books the day you told him you were pregnant) so if you're worried about anything you can always talk to him

the books mentioned hospital bags and what should go in them, so satan may or may not have prepared a bag before you even started showing

the further along you get, the angrier satan gets when his brothers do dangerous stuff in front of you

Asmodeus

he already made a very long list of name options during the first week he found out you were pregnant

asmo loves to go shopping for baby items with you, he'll hold up a little onesie and go 'aww mc look how tiny they will be'

he already liked to cuddle with you, but now that you've got a baby bump you have to do it at least twice every day

like mammon, he looked up what happens during birth and almost passed out

Beelzebub

probably the happiest out of all the brothers when you tell him you're pregnant, if it's twins beel will be the happiest demon you'll find in all of the devildom

beel keeps a stash of all kinds of different food and doesn't even think about touching it in case you need anything

if the baby is keeping you up the whole night he'll gently rub your stomach and go 'please let your mother sleep'

he cried the first time he felt a kick too

Belphegor

it takes belphie a while to fully process you're actually pregnant

he'll look at you while his mind goes 'baby? mc?' until his expression softens and he hugs you

belphie read online that sleep is important for pregnant humans, he sees it as a good excuse to take more naps together, he's always holding your stomach too

he hates seeing you in discomfort, so he got you every pillow under the sun

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me scenarios #obey me swd #obey me imagines #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #beelzebub obey me #obey me leviathan #belphegor obey me #f!mc #tw pregnancy #obey me fluff #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #tw childbirth

[hogwartslegacyreactions2]

hey! I had an idea how the HL characters would react if they saw that F!MC had abs.

F!MC would be all teasing and flirting at the same time.

Ominis would have felt it the most because he would have to feel it to see it.

Professor Fig would definitely think about his younger years. ( proud father )

HLC REACT TO MUSCULAR F!MC

Due to the modest dress code of the time period, MC did not have many opportunities to display her muscles publicly. However, when it was just her and her companion in the middle of the woods and she needed to retrieve something from the bottom of a small lake, she sure as hell wasn't diving in wearing three layers of clothes.

SEBASTIAN SALLOW: He arches an eyebrow as MC suddenly disrobes. "Merlin's beard, woman. If you wanted it that bad, all you had to do was say so." He laughs at MC's glare of indignation. The tone of MC's muscles is quite unexpected, but not entirely surprising. He's been traveling around the valley with them for a while and he's seen them toss enemies around without magic. He's a tiny bit jealous, honestly.

OMINIS GAUNT: "What are you doing?" All he can detect Is that MC is shuffling around in place. He doesn't put two and two together until they jump into the water. They were naked, or nearly so. Oh dear. Thoughts of their body invade his mind and he blushes furiously, trying to shoo them away. They've given him many a strong hug and he can't help but wonder what it would be like to feel their body after they come out of the water.

ANNE SALLOW: "Merlin's beard!" She quickly covers her eyes. "Kindly give me some warning, would you?" Her words may come out a bit sharper than she intends, but it's not out of disgust. No, it's the opposite. MC's body is very lovely and tempting but she doesn't want to be rude with staring. She peeks just before MC dives in.

IMELDA REYES: "Showing off, are you?" She snidely comments as her eyes elevator across MC. When MC confidently smiles and winks back at her, she flushes red and looks away. "My abs are better..." She mutters to herself.

NATSAI ONAI: "Oh, wow." She's transfixed. She always knew MC was strong in the figurative sense, but she had no idea how well it translated literally. MC looked like she could pull a carriage single-handed. If MC teases, she gets all giggly and too hot to wear her own robe.

GARRETH WEASLEY: Once he gets over the shock that MC is half naked in front of him, uppies. Doesn't matter how tall MC is. He wants uppies. MC looks like they could throw him in that lake if they wanted to. He is a happy man in the arms of a strong woman. Take care of him and he is the most loyal of golden retriever boyfriends.

LEANDER PREWETT: Nearly screams when MC starts stripping. He turns away and refuses to turn around. What would his mother say if she knew he saw a girl so undressed? It's indecent! It's scandalous! It's.... it's tempting. He can still see their reflection in the water. His face is as red as his hair. MC was going to be the death of him.

AMIT THAKKAR: His hand flies up to the side of his head to block MC from sight. "What are you-!?" His breathing hitched as more and more clothing piled on the shore. How was MC so calm about this? His heart was going mad. When they resurface, he helps them back to shore, but tries to keep his eyes shut. When they kiss his cheek in thanks for being such a gentleman, his eyes fly open in shock and he takes them in. They're the very depiction of beauty.

EVERETT CLOPTON: Surprisingly chill about the whole thing. He catches every article of clothing thrown at him so MC's robes don't sit in the dirt, and waits patiently for them to resurface with whatever they were trying to retrieve from the bottom of the lake. See, he's being smart. The less of a deal he makes about it, he figures the more comfortable MC will be about doing this in the future. Therefore, he will see more of that lovely body of theirs. Big brain.

POPPY SWEETING: She is staring unabashedly. Muscle Mommy may not be a term in the 1890s, but she's about to invent it. She has heart eyes. She might be drooling. Tease her and she might just faint.

#hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy reactions #sebastian sallow #ominis gaunt #imelda reyes #anne sallow #natsai onai #garreth weasley #leander prewett #amit thakkar #everett clopton #poppy sweeting #f!mc

[devildom-moss]

Hello, could you write a scenario for Diavolo and a chubby f!mc who's really shy and self conscious, in which he helps her be more confident, specially in bed. Thank you and have a good day/night!

Thank you for the request. I'm sorry this took way longer than I hoped. But, it is relatively long. I got too into the plot, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. I tried.

Diavolo giving chubby f!mc a confidence boost

(Diavolo x f!MC)

(NSFW) (NSFW tags: slightly sub!Diavolo, afab!MC, begging, praise, oral - receiving, multiple orgasm, face riding, overstimulation, mild foodplay why do I keep doing this to him??) (other stuff: plot heavy!, "my love" used on MC, negative body image and low self-esteem, food guilt mentions)

Word Count: +4,300

Diavolo had brought you to another fancy party. One of the nobles from out of town had invited him to a massive resort; they also provided a hotel room for each guest and their plus one – should they decide to bring someone. Diavolo was determined to whisk you away and ensure that you enjoyed your time with him. He even bought you an outfit prior to your trip. It was gorgeous (perhaps because Barbatos and Asmo had assisted him with procuring an outfit complete with accessories). Although the outfit was primarily black, there were hints of your current favorite (chromatic) color in some of the details. Diavolo had put so much thought into this.

So, you were disappointed in yourself when you changed and stared, dejected, into the mirror. Everything fit perfectly, but when you looked at yourself, it felt like maybe you didn’t fit them properly. It was too late to get another outfit, so you would have to stomach (poor wording – you didn’t really want to think about your stomach) walking into the party while feeling like this.

You let out a shaky breath and firmly placed a (figurative) mask on – this, too, fit you perfectly. So much so that Diavolo beamed cluelessly at you when you stepped out of the hotel room.

“You are stunning.” Diavolo grinned and pulled you against him by your hips. His hands were wandering lower than they should have in that hotel hallway, but Barbatos wasn’t there, and you indulged his eager hands while no one was around to see you two. It gave you a moment to stare at him in all his glory. He was so handsome, and his suit accentuated his broad chest and shoulders. You couldn’t admit it to his face, but the thought of getting him out of that suit slipped into your mind and eased some of the anxiety you were feeling.

When Diavolo finally let you out of his grasp, you told him, “You look even more stunning.”

“Impossible!” Diavolo protested. Still, he was happy you liked how he looked. He locked the door behind you and carried his grin all the way downstairs to the venue.

You noticed that Diavolo was turning heads with his presence – which wasn’t surprising. How sad and insignificant you must seem standing next to him. Eventually, he found the host of the party and greeted them. A small circle of nobles – the kind whose centuries of age came out in their mannerisms and ideology – who practically screamed “bitter old man” – surrounded you both.

One of them, who was particularly distasteful already, added to his poor first impression when he whistled at one of the incubus girls at the party. He leaned into Diavolo and said, “What a body on that one. She’s almost as sexy as Maddi. Speaking of Maddi, wasn’t she chasing after you for decades? You get attention from the most gorgeous witches and demons. What’s your secret?”

He had neglected to add humans into the category of gorgeous people Diavolo attracted. Even coming from a disgusting worm of a demon like this guy, it kind of hurt.

“I don’t know if I would say all that, but I definitely attracted a beautiful lover.” Diavolo smiled at you and held your gaze. “I don’t know how I’m this lucky.”

“Certainly.” The worm-demon waved off Diavolo’s affection for you with a single word spewed from his easy-to-mistake-for-the-ass-end-of-the-body mouth. Quite frankly, Diavolo couldn’t stand the guy, either, so he was eager to get you away from there.

Diavolo pulled you deeper into the party. You had only made it into what could be considered the foyer before you had stopped. The main course was in the following room. Well, actually, this party had skipped the main course and gone straight to dessert.

A sweet smell hit your nose seconds before you walked into the room. It wasn’t a cohesive sweetness, but a mixture of them colliding chaotically. Massive tables were lined with a variety of cakes in slices and small shapes – some more ornate than others. The waiters were wandering the room and tables, offering numerous, gorgeous-looking drinks. Beelzebub would love this – although he would ultimately ruin the party with his bottomless appetite. Asmo would be Devilgramming everything. Luke, Simeon, and Barbatos would probably enjoy this, too – although this was hardly a good environment for Luke. Still, this wasn’t what you were expecting.

“What kind of party is this?” you asked Diavolo.

“One of the executives for Madam Scream’s is celebrating a prosperous first half of the fiscal year. They’re showcasing some of the most popular flavors this year. They’re even offering a first look at next season’s new and limited-edition cake options. It was no easy feat to acquire some of the seasonal ingredients in preparation for tonight’s events. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks, but I wanted to surprise you.”

You could tell from the outpour of information that Diavolo was excited about this. After all, Madam Scream’s success owed a good deal to Diavolo’s hard work to improve the Devildom (and also Beel’s stomach). It was impossible not to stare at him affectionately as he spoke.

“I was told by the host that they’ll be offering indignation cinnamon pudding cake. Apparently, you have pudding cake in the human world. It’s pudding and a cake in one dessert. Isn’t that delightful? We have to try some.”

You nodded. He looked so happy that you couldn’t focus on anything else – not even how you looked.

Diavolo led you to a secluded table off to the corner and encouraged you to sit while he went on a mission to retrieve the cake. Luckily, the awkwardness of sitting alone in a corner in an outfit you weren’t entirely comfortable in was interrupted by a familiar, grating chuckle.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite human.”

“Mephisto – my favorite,” you paused and stood to your feet, “I didn’t think this through.”

Mephisto took your hand and placed a kiss on your knuckles playfully. “I suppose you can’t call me your favorite demon while you’re dating the magnificent Lord Diavolo himself.”

“I don’t think you’d let me say that even as a joke,” you teased. Mephisto was one of those people who – once you got to know him – found a way to distract you from whatever you were worrying about. Perhaps because he wasn’t one to sit in silence for long. He always had some conversation starter tucked away in his back pocket.

“I’m a journalist. I can’t just let you lie to my face without fact-checking you.”

“So professional.” You rolled your eyes and pulled out a chair for him, leaving one empty seat for Diavolo between the two of you.

Diavolo returned, and his arms were loaded with different cakes. Mephisto’s eyes widened. “You’re going all in today, my Lord.”

“Absolutely. I’m not passing up an opportunity to try a bunch of cake with my gorgeous lover.” Diavolo placed the cakes on the table with a surprising lack of trouble before he placed a kiss on your cheek. “Have you tried any of the cake yet, Mephisto?”

“Yes, my Lord. The best so far was a Demonus cheesecake. It was coated in a chocolate Demonus glaze – absolutely divine. You could tell they weren’t using the cheap stuff, either.”

“I don’t think I grabbed that one yet. I’ll have to try it, but first,” Diavolo paused to place a forkful of the pudding cake he was so excited about in front of your face, “say ‘ah’ please, my love.”

You complied. Sweetness hit your tongue, and with it, a sharp sting of shame. It was so easy to indulge Diavolo that you were letting him feed you cake in public – right in front of Mephisto, no less. And there was so much cake there. You covered your mouth as you chewed. It felt as if multiple demon nobles were staring at you.

“How is it?” Diavolo asked.

“It’s good,” you answered unenthusiastically.

Diavolo shrugged it off as a personal preference and took a bite for himself. “Good? This is amazing! I must ask Barbatos to try to recreate this back at the castle.”

“Go ahead and eat the rest, then.”

“Are you sure?”

“You looked so happy after that first bite; of course, I’m sure.” Diavolo didn’t hesitate to take another bite. And another.

“MC,” Mephisto chimed in, sliding a light blue cake towards you as Diavolo enjoyed his pudding cake. “Try this one: blue hell rose milk tea tiramisu. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

“No, thank you.” You sensed even more judgmental eyes on you.

Diavolo pulled a glossy apple-shaped cake towards him and cut into it with a fork, revealing layers of spiced cake, caramelized apples, and mousse with vanilla bean specks. He brought the cake up to your lips as he had before. This time, you denied him.

“I’m not a fan of apples,” you lied.

Diavolo looked dejected and put the fork down. He grabbed another piece of cake and used the spare fork to bring this one to your lips. “What about this one? It’s black salted caramel cake topped with rainbow toffee bits. Isn’t that whimsical?”

You could hardly hear him through the feeling of demons staring at you. Something just snapped.

“I don’t want the damn cake!” you raised your voice and shot out of your seat. Mephisto and Diavolo stared at you, shocked and concerned. Embarrassed, you apologized and rushed out of the party and back to your and Diavolo’s shared room.

Diavolo stood up to go after you.

“Are you sure you want to leave, too? Maybe you should give her a chance to calm down before you intrude,” Mephisto offered his unsolicited advice.

“I have to go.”

“You don’t have to.”

“No, I have to. She didn’t get the key from me.” Diavolo held out the room key for Mephisto to see and walked away. Before he left the venue, he quickly grabbed a slice of the cheesecake Mephisto had recommended. He spoke to himself: “I’m just going to bring this with me.”

Besides, he was the prince of the Devildom. Even if he wasn’t supposed to take the cake upstairs, who was going to stop him?

Diavolo found you sitting in front of the room with your head buried in your arms. He kneeled down next to you.

“Hey, my love,” he called out before he placed a firm hand on your shoulder, so worried that he’d frighten you if he just touched you without you knowing he was there.

“Can you please just open the door?” you asked without lifting your head. This was so embarrassing.

He unlocked the door, but you didn’t move. You didn’t want to look at him; you must seem so ridiculous. You imagined the confusion and pity in his eyes as he was staring down at you. Maybe he was regretting even bringing you along. He could have gone with anyone else and enjoyed his time and his cake without you being self-conscious and ruining his night.

“You can go back to the party.” Maybe Diavolo could salvage a bit of his night if he left you to sulk and feel bad about yourself from the comfort of your hotel room.

“I did all the mingling I needed to do. I’d like to stay – if you’ll let me.” When you looked up, Diavolo was offering you his free hand. You took his hand, and that was all he needed.

Once the door was shut, Diavolo sat down on the bed, placing his cheesecake on the coffee table nearby. He pat the spot next to him. “MC, what happened? Do you suddenly hate cake?”

“I didn’t want to eat the cake. I know some of those nobles were looking at me. If I ate the cake, they were going to think, ‘oh of course. That’s how she got like that. No wonder she doesn’t have a nice body like that incubus or like Maddi.’ It’s humiliating. And this outfit doesn’t help. I feel so exposed.”

Diavolo’s heart broke. You could see it in his eyes. His face was stern as he told you, “Your body is divine.”

“You have to think that. You already like me.”

“Does my opinion not matter?” He sounded so hurt.

“It does, but it’s not enough to feel confident when I step into a room. And it’s not enough to change my opinion.”

“You know, most demons won’t compliment you because no one would dare admit how gorgeous you are in front of me. Believe me, I’m not the only one who lusts after your body.”

Diavolo kissed your hand – his eyes burning. He kissed up your arm. “Mephisto relayed some of their comments in the past – he actually recorded them because he was too ashamed to repeat them. Would you like to know what they’ve said?”

Diavolo’s hot breath hit your neck, and you shivered. You didn’t believe that any random demon – especially not the types Mephisto typically associated with – would look at you like that. Part of you was curious, but Diavolo refused to wait for your curiosity to get the better of you. He straddled your lap, and leaned over you so he could whisper in your ear.

“‘I would let her crush me with those thighs just to get between them for a minute.’” Diavolo repeated the words of another demon so seductively. He continued with a mischievous smirk, “‘she could try to asphyxiate me with my tail, and I’d still try to smash.’ Even more depraved: ‘I would let her break off my horns and fuck me with them just to eat her out.’”

You shook your head. “Perverts.”

“They are demons after all.” Diavolo pulled back and stared down at you. “I know it won’t fix everything, but let me show you how beautiful you are to me.”

“I don’t know. I have a lot I need to work on before I feel confident.”

“Please?” Diavolo begged. “Please. I want you so bad that I’m having trouble controlling myself.”

The realization hit. The dirty thoughts he had just repeated weren’t unlike the thoughts running through his own head. He started kissing your neck. With a low growl, his hot breath grazed your skin before he slowly sank to his knees and stared up at you, eyes pleading.

“Please, let me make you feel good.” The need in Diavolo’s eyes made the breath catch in your throat. You wanted him almost as much as he craved you – and the firm rubbing of his hands up and down your thighs wasn’t making you any less desperate for him.

“Can we dim the lights at least?” He could at least do you the favor of giving you something to hide behind.

“Please don’t make me. I want to see every inch of you clearly while I do this.” The affection in his voice was thick and heavy. You couldn’t deny him, even if you were nervous. Diavolo kissed up your clothed thighs. Even through the fabric, you could feel the warmth of his breath. Both of his hands squeezed the tops of your thighs. “Can I? Please?”

“Yes,” you agreed, swallowing any hesitation for him.

Diavolo rose and made quick work of stripping you down to your underwear (which had, fortunately for him, been picked out by Asmo). You looked so sexy. Diavolo took a minute to admire you. It made you feel anxious – as if he was appraising you. However, considering how much the sight of you turned him on, this was less appraisal and more awe. A content sigh left his lips before he leaned in, his body pressed against your chest. He quickly unhooked your bra, sliding one strap off your shoulder with his hand and pulling the other one down with his teeth.

Your shyness resurfaced, and you held the bra to your body, creating a larger space between you and Diavolo. He pouted and gently touched your forearm.

“Please don’t hide. I want to see all of your body.”

“Even if they aren’t –”

Diavolo didn’t even let you finish your sentence before his hands were on either side of your face and his lips were on yours. Despite his desperation, Diavolo made an effort to make the kiss gentle and slow. When he pulled away, you were so pacified that he got in the next words. “My love, they’re tits – your tits. I’m going to love them regardless. So, please show me.”

You hesitated, and Diavolo sighed. He removed his jacket and tie, tossing them on the floor, before he started to unbutton his shirt. “I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.”

“That’s hardly fair.” You held the fabric closer to your body. Diavolo was gorgeous and built.

“That’s true. You’re so much sexier when you’re shirtless than I am, but if showing you my body distracts you enough to let me see all of you, then I’m happy to feel like your eye candy for a bit. Besides, if you let me continue, I should probably be shirtless anyway. I want to make a mess of you.”

Maybe seeing how muscular Diavolo was didn’t help your self-esteem right now, but between his eagerness and that sexy offer, your horniness was winning. You put your arms down. Diavolo grinned.

“Thank you.” Diavolo repeated his gratitude between kisses down your sternum. He removed the bra completely and tossed it aside. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

Diavolo nuzzled against you briefly before his tongue found one of your nipples. He swirled his tongue around you and sucked gently, savoring every reaction. You were so pretty like this that he could hardly wait to skip to dessert. The shiver up your spine felt contradictory to the heat of his mouth on you. Your hands snaked into his hair, scratching his scalp gently and earning a sweet moan against your skin. Diavolo swirled his tongue around you gently once more before he slowly pulled away. Teasingly, he blew on your saliva coated nipple. The gasp he pulled out of you was intoxicating.

He continued to kiss down your body as he slid back on his knees. As his hands busied themselves by massaging your thighs, Diavolo gently bit some of the fat on your stomach.

“Don’t,” you whined. The pleasure he was giving you still fought with your insecurity. “It’s embarrassing.”

Diavolo stared up at you in confusion, “why?”

“I have rolls, and you biting them only makes me more aware of them.”

“Most people have rolls. I have rolls, too. See, when I lean into you,” Diavolo made a point to get so close between your legs that his lips were practically touching the fabric of your panties as he spoke, “I have them too.”

You could only see them slightly from that angle – not to mention how hard it was to even think straight with his hot breath so close to you.

“I love your body – so much. Can’t you let your adoring boyfriend kiss and bite your stomach a little bit? It’s so cute and soft.” Those sad, pleading eyes had returned.

Damn this man. He could get away with anything. You nodded, and with a smile, Diavolo placed a kiss on your stomach. He then lowered himself back between your legs. As much as he wanted to dig in, he couldn’t resist marking up those thick thighs he adored so much. Occasionally, as he had done before, when Diavolo pulled away from your skin, he would blow on the residual saliva.

With your thighs marked to both of your satisfaction, Diavolo wanted to give you what he knew you were craving. He noticed the wet spot forming on the fabric. Although he wouldn’t admit it to avoid embarrassing you further, Diavolo could even smell your arousal – and it only made him want you more. He looked up at you with those puppy-dog eyes again and begged, “can I, please?”

You nodded, but that wasn’t enough for him.

“Tell me what you want from me. You can even be a little bossy about it.” Diavolo smiled shyly. He was so cute, you wanted to indulge him as much as you wanted him to indulge you.

“Eat me out, Diavolo,” you demanded, snaking your hand into his hair and gently tugging his head back so he was staring up at you. A small surge of power and confidence jolted through you.

Diavolo grinned and sighed contentedly. “You are so fucking hot.”

Diavolo used his teeth to drag your panties down to your knees before pulling them off with his hands. You could feel the urgency as they slid down your calves. Diavolo licked his lips – the only sign of admiration his desperate lust would afford him.

Wet noises filled the room as he alternated between gently licking your clit and lapping up your juices – occasionally twisting his tongue into you. He felt so good that you couldn’t resist grinding into him, which only made him chuckle – sending vibrations against you. He loved knowing that he was making you feel good. Diavolo flicked his tongue over you. Panting, eyes squeezed tight, and nearing your climax, your hands found Diavolo’s hair. You pulled him closer.

“You taste so good. Cum on my tongue, please,” Diavolo begged while licking you. “Use me.”

The waves of pleasure overcame you, and the way Diavolo’s eyes darted up to stare at you – clouded with lust and affection – pushed you over the edge. You fell back against the bed, biting your lip to muffle your moaning.

You expected Diavolo to stop, but he kept going with the same eagerness as before. It wasn’t long before you were writhing. Your back arched off the bed slightly as that attentive tongue of his pushed you into your second orgasm. This time, you couldn’t stifle your moans. Still, Diavolo didn’t stop. You whimpered and pulled on his hair – less gently this time.

“Wait,” you demanded. “It’s too much.”

A low growl emitted from Diavolo’s lips as he reluctantly pulled away. He could have stayed between your legs for hours. His disappointment was short-lived as he remembered something.

“Can you indulge me a bit more?” Diavolo rested his cheek against your thigh and stared up at you. “Pretty please?”

“How so?” You narrowed your eyes.

Diavolo stood up and grabbed the cake. Confused, you watched him lay down in bed on his back and set the plate of cake on his stomach. You weren’t getting it, and when you didn’t move from your spot at the edge of the bed, Diavolo sat up slightly on his elbows, still balancing the cake on his abdomen. He looked at you coyly before admitting, “I want you to sit on my face. Let me eat you out while you eat this cake, please?”

You were worried and hesitant, but he begged so well. No one else could make the prince of the Devildom beg like you.

“Mephisto said it was divine. Just enjoy your dessert while I enjoy mine.”

You really couldn’t deny him. And you weren’t as sensitive as you were a minute ago.

You got up and positioned yourself over Diavolo, nervously. He thanked you and pulled you closer by the thighs, bringing his lips right up to your pussy.

“I want to make you feel good, so don’t you dare hover.” For once, Diavolo was making demands of his own instead of begging you. But with how good his mouth felt, you couldn’t fault him for being pushy.

Somehow, the fork had stayed on the plate with the cake even with Diavolo’s movements. You took a small bite, savoring the taste. This time, when the sweetness hit your tongue, there was no guilt or shame to accompany it. It was all pleasure. Mephisto was right; the cake was delicious. But if he wanted divine, he should try it while getting eaten out. You rolled your hips against Diavolo’s face, and you could feel him smile against you. Gently, Diavolo drew a heart on the side of your thigh, his nail dragging slowly along your skin.

He was being so good to you that you wanted to reward him somehow. You swiped two fingers along the top of the cheesecake, coating your hands in the silky chocolate Demonus glaze. You drew a heart on Diavolo’s abs and leaned over to lick it off him, earning a deep moan that shook you to your core.

You managed another two bites before Diavolo pushed you over the edge again. Your legs were trembling, and you could hardly sit up anymore. Yet again, Diavolo didn’t stop. You were starting to feel overstimulated again.

“Diavolo,” you cautioned him breathlessly.

“Please, just one more?” Diavolo’s sweet pleas reverberated against you.

It felt too good. You couldn’t even lift the fork to your lips to try to eat, so you pushed the cake aside on the bed. As he inched you closer and closer, all you could do was lean over with your chest flush against him. You were so close to the massive bulge in his pants. Maybe you couldn’t even sit up, but you could reward some of Diavolo’s hard work. You rubbed his crotch, feeling how hard he was just from eating you out. His grip on your thighs tightened enthusiastically.

Your moaning hit a fever pitch as Diavolo made you cum once more. With any luck, your neighbors were still down at the party. Left a panting, twitching mess, you barely had the energy to move. While you tried to regain some strength, Diavolo gently licked you clean – sending aftershocks of pleasure up your already spent body. By the time he finished, you could hardly roll over and collapse on the bed next to him.

Pleased with his work, Diavolo chuckled and crawled over you. He kissed you so you could taste yourself on his lips. The taste of the cake was still in your mouth. When Diavolo pulled back he smiled at you. “Somehow, I still prefer your cake to anything else I’ve eaten all night.”

You were too exhausted to roll your eyes. Diavolo laid next to you and held your hand, rubbing circles over your knuckles.

“You are so beautiful.” He caressed your face.

At least for right now, you believed him.

#anon #ask #requests #f!mc #diavolo #spice tier #fem!mc #obey me #diavolo smut #obey me diavolo #diavolo x reader #diavolo x mc #can anyone tell by now how much I love to cook just by how often I include really specific food in my fic #now to see if I can write all of Mammon's june fic at the last minute #Also sorry to complain in the tags but writing smut is so difficult when bad brain kills any horniness you can harvest for a week

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Lucifer x F!MC

Unexpected Expectations Part 2 ♡

This part will be almost purely smut. Make sure to check the first part:

Warnings: Smut so minors DNI.

It contains: Spanking, Blindfold, butt plug, cowgirl.

Trigger Warning for mild use of safe word

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- Lucifer?!

<<I immediately close my legs and cover myself with the bedsheets. He smiles wickedly.>>

Lucifer: What are you covering exactly? Are you suddenly embarrassed?

<<He walks closer to the bed and eventually sits beside me. He caresses my still panicked face. I didn't expect my heartbeat to go faster than it already was.>>

Lucifer: It seems like, you missed me too much. I can't lie, I did to... as you already know.

<<He smirks and I take his hand.>>

- It's been too long Lucifer, I want you

<<I kneel on the bed and the bed sheets fall beside me. He holds me from my waist and he kisses me.>>

Lucifer: Then, I shall give you what you want. Will you give me permission to do as I please with you?

- Yes

<<I reply before he even got to finish his sentence. >>

Lucifer: What's your safe word?

- Green when everything is fine, Yellow when I feel uncomfortable and you switch the position, Red when I want you to stop completely. Come on Lucifer you know I remember them, hurry.

Lucifer: No, it's important to check and you know it. Now... come in front of me and lay on my lap, alright?

<<I nod and I do exactly as he says, I know exactly what's coming.>>

Lucifer: Now tell me, why did you use that toy? Were you simply aroused or as an substitute to me fucking you?

- The... the second one.

Lucifer: You know, I don't mind you using toys yet, I do get upset when your body asks for me and you limit yourself to that silicone thing... How many do you think you deserve to get your lesson? 10? 20?..

100?

- 100? Lucifer... maybe 5..

Lucifer: 5? *he laughs menacingly as he puts his hand on my buttcheek and caresses it.* 5 is too little... maybe let's start with 15 and I'll judge if you need more...discipline.

<<Lucifer starts spanking me and makes me count them, one by one. With every one he gets rougher, while I get wetter. 17..18.. 19..>>

Lucifer: 20? Did you say 20? Hmm... too early. Start from 0, again.

<<He slaps my butt once more and I start to count again, until I reach 20. At this point I barely feel my buttcheek and I know for a fact my liquids stained his pants.>>

Lucifer: Good girl, you took all 40, you're making me very happy.

<<He takes a deep breath and he orders me to stand up. He asks me my color. I reply with "Green" and he smiles and kisses my cheek.>>

Lucifer: Now, get up and take off your bra and panties and stand with your tits against the wall by the window.

<<I blush a bit and I remove my underwear and follow his orders. I press my front on the cold wall and I feel my nipples get tingly. I arch my lower back a bit and he rests his hand on my hip. Lucifer stays behind me while still wearing all of his clothes.>>

Lucifer: Is this alright, dear?

<<Lucifer puts a blindfold over my eyes.>>

- Yes, I think I like were this is going.

Lucifer: Good. Now how about this?

<<Lucifer moves a butt plug on my ass. After I reply positively, he puts it in and kisses my neck.>>

Lucifer: I won't put a gag in your mouth this time. Since I can't see your expression, I want you to use your words. I want you to take your hands and put them up against the wall until I say otherwise.

<<With that order, I hear Lucifer taking off his shirt and unzipping his pants. I feel his two fingers move up and down from my clit to my vagina.>>

Lucifer: Do you like being under my control so much, or is it simply because of the anticipation of being filled by my cock after a month?

- Don't act like you don't get me like this everytime. You know I'm a mess for you everytime.

<<Lucifer chuckles and turns my head slightly to kiss me. He whispers "I love you" and I feel his cock enter me slowly. From the tip to the base and back out again fully. His almost animalistic grunts are already filling the room as I myself feel that sensation that's driving me crazy, that makes my body immediately bend in half. Lucifer starts with slow and soft thrusts while his hands hold my hips. I need to feel more of him so I start to move myself back against him and he immediately gets his right hand off of my hip and grabs my neck.>>

Lucifer: I don't think I said "move your hips" now, did I?

- Sorry.. Can you go faster, Lucifer?

Lucifer: I would if you asked first but since you didn't...

<<He pulls out and makes me get on my knees.>>

Lucifer: Earn it.

<<With my hands I try to locate his cock and I immediately take him in my mouth. At first just the tip while I softly suck it and lick it with my tongue.>>

Lucifer: Deeper

<<As he says that, he puts his hand on my head and moves it so that his whole dick, well most of it, gets in for as much as I can take. I choke and cough but try my best to suck him from tip to base while tears run from my eyes and wet the blindfold.>>

- Yellow

<<I say after almost 5 tries. As much as I want, it's almost unbearable for me right now. Maybe the lack of vision, maybe the sudden change too>>

<<Lucifer immediately pulls away and helps me up>>

Lucifer: Alright darling. You did very good. Do you want to stop or continue?

- Continue, please.

Lucifer: Of course

<<He kisses me and he puts me against the wall once again. He presses the button on the butt plug and it starts to vibrate and slowly move inside me.>>

- Ooh fuck~

<<Is all I can say as I feel the sensations burst inside me. My body feels so good yet the emptiness of my pussy is devastating.>>

- Lucifer, put it in please.

<<Without a word, he puts it in forcefully and he lets out a low moan. I arch my back as my body gets excited. Lucifer takes his hand and softly chokes me exactly as I like it while the pace of his thrusts rises. I smile to myself from satisfaction and whimper. Lucifer slowly let's go of my neck and he gets both of his hands on my breasts and he flicks and pinches my nipples in-between of him squeezing them. I immediately lose my mind and my body moves on its own.>>

<<Lucifer then takes off my blindfold with one hand, he pulls out for a second and turns me around quickly. He helps me put my legs by his sides and he holds them up with his hands as he starts to thrust once more. With the first one, I feel him hitting my sweet spot.>>

- Yes yes Lucifer, right there, please do that again

<<Lucifer smiles and he keeps hitting my spot repeatedly. At the same time he lockes his gaze with mine and smiles at me. I hold on to him by putting my hands on his shoulders. As I get closer I warn him and I grip tightly on him. He keeps the pace up as I like it and as I'm about to cum, he puts his mouth on mine and my orgasm hits at the same time. My lower body trembles and that orgasm lasts for a few seconds more than usual.>>

Lucifer: Come on, you can do it once more.

<< He says as he takes me to the bed and start to fuck me senseless as he chases his own orgasm. I put my hand on my clit as I feel indeed a second wave coming soon.>>

<<Lucifer calls out my name and I start to feel his cock throbbing inside me, yet he did want me to cum once more so aftee a few seconds he darkens his eyes and he moves fast again, not caring that he just came, so that I can go again. His cock is still hard, it has more to give.>>

- My turn

<<In adrenaline rush, as I'm wrapped around him, I manage to turn him over and I am now sitting on him. I position myself correctly and I start to move on him in cowgirl position. Lucifer chuckles impressed, even though it's not the first time this happened. I put my hands on the headboard and move my hips desperate to cum once more. Lucifer moves himself up and down too and that combination is thankfully getting us off pretty fast. My legs give out as I orgasm and I fall on top of him as I feel him filling me up once more.>>

Lucifer: Shower?

- I can't move my legs right now

Lucifer: We're sweaty and your thighs are full of my cum dripping out of you.

- Carry me then

Lucifer: Is that a proper way to ask for something?

- Yes, I'm tired right now that's the best you'll get

<<I frown and bury my head on his neck as I feel him moving my body a bit upwarss so that he can pull out. Needless to say apart from a bath, we need to change the bedsheets too>>

- Ugh, I don't want to deal with this.

Lucifer: Why don't we turn on the jacuzzi and lay there for as long as you'll like?

<<I nod and I indeed get him to carry me all the way inside the jaccuzi. He's a strong demon afterall so my weight is nothing to him.>>

<<I lay in his arms on the jaccuzi and it's so warm and comfortable I want to stay here forever>>

- I think I might just sleep as well

Lucifer: Mm, you should yes... I'll hold you all the time so, sleep my love.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me smut #obey me one master to rule them all #smut #obey me lucifer #lucifer smut #obey me lucifer smut #lucifer x reader #lucifer x you #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me lucifer x mc #obey me lucifer x you #f!mc #f!reader

[writeforfandoms]

Here have an untitled fae drabble

Warnings: manipulative 141, they're fae, they're hunters, implied eating people, hunting people, possessive language, this is NOT my usual fluff. Proceed at your own risk.

No descriptors used for female MC/reader.

Word count: 728

Of all of them, Soap was the best at luring humans to the stones.

He passed as human the best of them, could blend easily among crowds and parties. Humans found his eyes enchanting, rather than dangerous.

For a while, they'd made a game of it. Ghost dropped out first, grumbling about appearances and work. Price was next, amused more than disappointed. He knew his limits, had been around longer than any of them.

Which left Gaz and Soap.

Gaz was good, no doubt about it. He could charm humans with his words and his smiles, hiding the sharp points of his teeth.

But he still couldn't beat Soap for numbers.

Price had put a stop to their little game when they'd taken too many, when the locals got nervous and skittish, when authorities got involved. It was in everyone's best interests to keep out of that.

It was something of a point of pride for Soap. Providing for them. Guiding humans to the stones, and then through. Any human would do,

It certainly didn't hurt that Soap enjoyed hunting. Enjoyed going to bars and clubs and colleges, enjoyed the press and din of humanity, enjoyed the thrill of finding the perfect prey.

Gaz had split up a while back, going to find his own prey for the night. Soap didn't doubt he'd succeed, with a party like this. They'd be back before sunrise to the stones, as always.

But Soap wasn't thinking about Gaz. Soap was thinking about the lovely thing he wanted to play with.

She was lovely, her laugh drawing him in. She was also with friends, and seemed reluctant to stray from them.

That was fine. Soap liked a bit of a challenge.

He finally had his opportunity when the group of them started dancing, moving to the open space. His chosen plaything hovered around the edges, uncertain but still having fun.

He just had to bump into her to strike up a conversation.

But oh he wasn't prepared for the guarded way she watched him, the caution in her eyes, the practiced tilt of her smile.

Someone had hurt her before, that much was clear. He knew the signs. He'd seen them and studied them before.

After all, sometimes damaged prey was easier to hunt.

But not this one. No, this one… this one was clever. She gave him only a nickname, politely declined a drink, kept space between them. She might not know what she was dealing with, but she was good.

His teeth ached with the desire to mark her.

One of her friends threw herself at him, blonde hair in artful disarray from dancing, wide hips just asking to be bruised.

Soap wasn't one to turn down such willing prey.

But he didn't want the blonde. He wanted his chosen human.

That was alright. If he couldn't have her tonight… he'd find another time.

The blonde stumbled off to the bathroom, and Soap found his chosen again. She was still watching him, eyes bright and focused, not even a hint of haze to them.

Waiting for him to fuck up with her friend, perhaps.

He rubbed his fingers against his lips, going through scenarios and discarding them just as quickly.

Until she surprised him, walking up to him, bold as anything.

“You never told me your name.” It wasn't a demand, but the words had a little bite to them.

Soap grinned. “Ye can call me Soap,” he said, holding out his hand, the tips of his fingers buzzing.

She eyed him for a moment, debating, before she took his hand, smaller fingers folding over his skin. “Nice to meet you,” she said, though she didn't exactly sound thrilled. That was okay. Soap was busy pressing his fingers to her skin. “Hey–”

The blonde had excellent timing this time, stumbling up to his side. Soap released his chosen to settle his arm over the blonde's shoulders instead. He didn't bother listening to the exchange between the two women. There was no point.

He did pay attention as his chosen turned away, her hand flexing and clenching. For a moment, he let his sight slip. Just enough to see the mark he'd left on her skin.

Satisfied, he finally turned his attention to the blonde. Just because he couldn't have his chosen didn't mean he couldn't have a little fun tonight…

#fae 141 #fae soap #johnny soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish x f!mc #f!mc #f!reader #dark fic #kinda #mind the warnings

[shinjisdone]

Female!MC and Friends - Malleus Draconia

[What's it like to be friends with Malleus and be dragged to his Events as a female]

(Very much and I mean very much and I mean super duper, incredibly unbelievably, HUMONGUSLY AND GIGANTICALLY based on my oc's reaction)

Hooh boy. Malleus Draconia. Crown Prince of Briar Valley. Powerful Dragon-Fae (or something like that), super old and feared so much that no one dares to invite him to anything.

Well, to you though, he is Tsunotarou-kun.

Like, you're not stupid. After the shenanigans with Crowley, Grim, Ace and Heartslabyul, you quickly learned that NRC is much different than your home.

And even though you did not know who he was, you could still tell this tall, dark and mysterious person was probably very important (or caused as much trouble as the others).

ALSO HE JUST LAUGHED LIKE A VILLAIN WHEN YOU SAID YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHO HE WAS

AND HE CALLS YOU CHILD OF MAN???

YE HE'S WEIRD, BRO YOU WERE JUST TELLING THE TRUTH

At Helloween...

Oh? You walk out of your door and everything is all different? Where did all these decorations come from?

There he is, Malleus, dressed in eastern clothing and seemingly cosplaying as himself - a dragon.

He explains his intentions to use your dorm as Diasomnia's Helloween place and you're fine with it. While he certainly was cryptic at the beginning, Malleus quickly proved himself to be calm and collected - and especially kind. He respected your decisions, listened to your words with great curiousity and does not cause any trouble. You were able to quickly call him a friend, which is probably why he trusts you, too.

It's not like you got any money or dormmates to pull of the same thing as Diasomnia and you trust Malleus as well. He eagerly tells you of his newly-found knowledge of eastern dragons.

Yet as the night continues on and guests become more and more...demanding...Malleus' patience is waning. First, the assaults to the Ramshakle dorm and now one of them has the audacity to casually touch him. Malleus himself was surprised at his own impatience and he truly was ready to spit out some fire...

But then, the harassment went from the dorm, from him, to you...

A few first pointing out how your outfit does not fit with the rest of the aesthetic and then one noticed how you were that one magicless student, who failed to trick them when she couldn't perform any spells! And wait, you're a girl?! Haha, isn't NRC supposed to be an all-boys-academy?

Some are saying how funny this is, how cute you are or how you don't fit into here at all.

Some are getting too close.

And quickly, your vision is blocked by a giant, long, black dragon tail and deep, vibrating laughter. Malleus is finding a certain glee in their arrogance that turned into fear oh so quickly.

And when their little selfie-sticks caught green fire, his glee turned into schadenfreude as they ran off, swinging their devices in hopes the damaged will cease.

"You do not play with a dragon's treasures...come and fear me if you dare!"

He's getting wayyy too much into this and Lillia is thankfully here to stop this.

You thank him (and even though his sudden 180° was really uuuhhh scary) and catch your breath. This was really...something.

"Hah, thanks, Tsunotarou-kun. But, uh, I don't think we'd better do that...or we'll burn the entire dorm down..."

As much as Malleus has to begrudgingly agree, your little 'Tsunotarou-kun' cheered him up a bit. It's like honey.

Kinda feels guilty for going so full 180° afterwards though. He did not mean to ruin anyone's Helloween (aside from the annoying guests). He hopes you still enjoyed this? Your first Helloween in Twisted Wonderland with him?

Once you reassure him that you did, he'll be okay :)

Ask him for a trick-or-treat round! Or maybe don't, cuz he is Malleus Draconia, feared crown prince of Briar Valley and very much showing his dragon fangs, tail and fire. He isn't gonna get any treats :,)

Just...try to spook him! There is a chance of him laughing in your face and telling you that you need more than a simple 'booh!' to startle him...but good try, Child of Man.

Oooor, he actually plays along but instead of pretending to be spooked, he just chuckles before giving you a treat. It is the custom, no?

Uh, thanks????

Still feels kinda bad for snapping there (though he'd set people on fire again in a heartbeat for being this obnoxious and bothering you) so he tries to be a bit more considering. Will tell you that you are indeed not funny or out of place here. Your custome may not fit his but it is still a good one. (Thx tsunotarou...)

Shows you around the entire decorated dorm. Look how nice Ramshakle looks! (For once)

Haunted house tour? How intruiging. And you're inviting him to join you? How INTRUIGING! (Happy Malleus noises)

Will not end up being impressed by any of the 'spooky spells'. He can do better if you ask him.

Please do not, he will not hold back to make the earth rumble and the sky tremble just to get a shriek out of everyone. They're gonna end up running straight towards the exit.

Not scared at all. Either unimpressed or chortling out of politeness.

Malleus more or less is only here to spend time with you and if you have a good time, then he does as well.

If you do get scared, he's first gonna be surprised. Seriously? These cheap, baby-like, first-grader spells? They're more like special effects if anything.

Well, Malleus shall not make fun of you and instead promises to protect you when these 'horrors shake you to the bones'. Do not fear, the mighty dragon will keep you safe and sound.

If you're scared, he will find it funny, however. Technically Malleus is the scariest thing here in the entire NRC. Everyone does not dare to speak his name in fear yet here you are hiding behind him ('Just checking if your costume is intact' you say. Sure you do) acting as if Malleus Draconia is the most harmless fly in all of Twisted Wonderland. You truly humor him, Child of Man.

Watching the fireworks with him...

Oh? He is getting invited? (Malleus said calmly but the huge grin on his face betrays his composure)

Will do his utmost to learn from Kalim's home country, especially when he was so kind to him.

And look at that, his favorite Child of Man is here too. Couldn't get any better!

There is a certain relaxing atmosphere here that he cannot help but indulge in...Malleus is sure to drag you to a few places. He is just very happy to have such a long time to spend with you and not the usual nightly walks you two have.

Very happy to try these new outfits ESPECIALLY because they are not his style. Turquiouse silk adorning his horns...so intruiging, so nice!

Despite everyone wearing matching outfits, Malleus is very happy to have you two match. You may not have the exact same style but it makes him a bit giddy to know you're matching in colors and flowers. Perhaps he should introduce you to Diasomnia's wear so you can match again?

It's interesting to see you in different clothes in general...but he gets extra happy that you match. Try as he might, no spell can cast that smile off his face.

You look quite lovely. He'd let that slip off his lips.

The markets are so colorful. Will show each thing he finds interesting (it's everything).

And when you shop with that matching fit and flowers, many clerks will ask if you are a couple and offer couple things to you.

"Oh, what a lovely partner you have there!"

"Oh, yes she is." Malleus would answer casually, like it's nothing outstanding.

"Wouldn't you like to gift your girlfriend something nice and fitting?"

Would ponder about the offer while you explain, haha NO you two ARENT a couple!!!111!

Malleus would brush the comment off and simply say he'd rather prefer that exotic fruit over there. You and he can share :)

So you do.

And when nighttime arrives and the fireworks start? Malleus admires them (while secretly thinking HE could more magnificient ones with pure magic but he bites his tongue. No need to be rude after everything everyone here has done for him).

Especially since they invited him :)

Will enjoy the beginning of the fireworks with everyone before inviting you privately on a boat ride. He wanted to since the beginning and this is an opportune time, no?

Enjoys the rocking of the boat and the lit sky above. It feels like only you two can see the fireworks, like they are meant for you two only, even when you are surrounded by awing people :)

Still, Malleus' arrogance shines a tad bit through and he takes your hand and has your attention on his magic. Why don't we add a smaller firework display right here before our very own eyes? As the sky sparkles in all kinds of colors, your own show would sparkle in green :)

PLEASE DONT ACTUALLY Malleus says 'small' but underestamates his own power. WHAT IS SMALL TO HIM IS VERY CATASTRPHICAL FOR NORMAL PEOPLE

When you dance at a masquerade...

My 👏 man👏 looks so damn good. And he knows it.

Like, you cannot convince me that he did NOT go all the way out BECAUSE HE GOT INVITED BY ANOTHER SCHOOL

TO A MASQUERADE? OH MY, BETTER PRETTY UP

LOOK;;; AT HIS MAKE UP

HIS SLEEVES

THE HAT AND THE HAIR

THE HEELS!!!!111!111

100% expects you to compliment him. He, Malleus Draconia, is a bit of an arrogant guy and will totally indulge in your compliments while acting humbly and accepting them with grace.

(He knows he looks great)

Nevertheless, he will get a HUGE grin on his face ("W-Waka-sama??? Are you okay, you're grinning like a...a kid in a candy store...) when you call him...anything really! Anything that comes from you is worth a treasure.

Oh, Malleus? Handsome? Oh my, stoooop (actually dont).

You tell him that he does look like a handsome prince from a fairytale book, ready to steal the show with a bold wink - and he just...laughs. Laughs and laughs like villain from a fairytale rather. Oh, Child of Man...you truly know no fear.

Feels quite confident even when he slightly expects people to fear him. He doesnt want to make a bad impression.

Will definitely compliment your outfit as well, no matter what it is. It could be as fancy as his or something simple but Malleus will be sure to let you know that you look great as well tonight :) he wants you to feel confident, too.

Malleus will also absolutely ask you to dance! No matter what, he truly wants to have fun tonight and that includes dancing with you. He'll assure you if you feel nervous about dancing. He had dance lessons ever since he was a wee egg child so just follow his lead.

Might, uh, really boast about his skills by dancing like a real 'fairytale Prince' as you called him. He leads and swings and dips you as if he was born to do this. Does this to actually boast but to also impress you. See? He wasn't lying when he said you can rely on him.

He forgets the rest of the world as he does this. A smile graces his masked features as his eyes crinkle, looking at you.

While Deuce was a red mess as he touched your body, Malleus has no problem taking your hand while resting the other on your waist. He has no problem getting bolder either as he snakes his arm entirely around your back.

And as the dance ends and he bows to you, Malleus sees you snap out of the trance and quickly, clumsily bow back. He jokingly asks how it was, rather as a way to jest with you.

Yet you truthfully tell him that it took you off-guard and that it felt magical - even if he did not use an ounce of it. You weren't joking when you said he was like Prince Charming in these moments as you danced.

It startles him to have you see him in such a positive light...in such a romanticised, captivating light. Not as a dragon-fae or as a future ruler...but as Tsunotarou.

It brings a smile on his face and a faint feeling in his heart congregates for the rest of the night.

HELP IVE BEEN LISTENING TO ONCE UPON A DREAM IN BOTH ENGLISH AND JAPANESE AND....MALLEUS MAN HE CAN SING AND HE LOOKS SO PRETTY NOOOO

#twst #twisted wonderland #twst x reader #malleus draconia #twst malleus #malleus x reader #f!mc #twst x f!reader #brainrot brainrot brainrot #i just...have too much ugh

[your-local-simp-writers]

First Kiss

Word Count: 408

Warnings: None

Vil Schoenheit x Fem!Reader ︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm glow over the Pomefiore gardens. Vil, the housewarden known for his impeccable standards, walked beside you, his presence commanding yet comforting.

“Beauty, my dear, is not merely in the symmetry of one’s features,” Vil mused, his gaze lingering on a perfectly bloomed rose. “It’s in the poise, the walk, the talk… the entire essence of a person.”

You nodded, hanging onto every word. “And what if someone doesn’t see their own beauty?” you asked, a hint of self-consciousness in your voice.

Vil stopped, turning to you with a softness in his eyes that belied his usual stern demeanor. “Then it is our duty to help them see it, to guide them,” he replied, reaching out to tuck a stray hair behind your ear. “Like this rose, which knows not of its allure, yet captivates all who gaze upon it.”

Your heart fluttered at the gesture, and you found the courage to meet his gaze. “And how would you guide me?” The question was out before you could stop it, but Vil didn’t seem to mind.

“With patience and care,” he said, his voice lowering. “For beauty is like a rare gem—it must be polished to truly shine.”

The air between you charged with an unspoken tension, and you took a step closer. “And if I want to shine now?” The challenge in your voice was playful, but earnest.

Vil’s smile was enigmatic. “Impatient, are we? Very well.” In a fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting yours in a kiss that stole your breath away. It was over before you could fully comprehend it, leaving you stunned.

“Oh, shit,” you whispered, the realization dawning on you.

Vil’s chuckle was low and warm. “Surprised?”

You nodded, still reeling from the intensity of the moment. But as he leaned in again, this time slower, giving you time to close your eyes and meet his kiss halfway, you found yourself sinking into the sensation, letting go of your reservations.

The kiss deepened, and you felt Vil’s hands settle on your waist, pulling you closer. You responded in kind, your arms wrapping around his neck, lost in the beauty of the moment.

When you finally parted, breathless and flushed, Vil’s gaze held a new admiration. “See? You shine brilliantly.”

And in the quiet of the garden, with the last rays of the sun painting the sky, you believed him.

#twisted wonderland #twst #twst x reader #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x you #twisted wonderland x you #twisted wonderland fanfic #twisted wonderland fluff #twst imagines #twst fanfic #twst fluff #twisted wonderland x female reader #twst x female reader #twisted wonderland imagine #x female y/n #vil twisted wonderland #female!mc #f!mc #twst pomefiore #vil schoenheit #vil schoenheit x reader #vil schoenheit x yuux f!reader #Twisted Wonderland #disney twisted wonderland #twst wonderland #Twisted Wonderland Fluff #x female reader #vil schoenheit x yuu #disney twst #vil shoenheit x reader

[strawberry-cowmilk]

Lucifer, diavolo,barbatos, separatly please! find out their lover fem mc is pregnant with their child if that's okay thank you!

Hi! That's so cute! I hope you like what I made of it

they find out mc is pregnant

-> lucifer, diavolo and barbatos x mc

mc is female, not proof read

content warnings: pregnancy, throwing up and really mild suggestive content (diavolo's part), mild angst but fluffy otherwise (lucifer's part)

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Lucifer

he notices the slightest change you go through very fast

it started with just sore breasts and fatigue, lucifer didn't think much of it because he knows pms might cause this

but then you started showing more suspicious symptoms and there was no period to be seen, lucifer already knew what time it was

still, he took you to a doctor just to make sure, and yep you were pregnant

honestly, he's pretty scared of becoming a father, he has tons of work to do and his brothers really hate him sometimes, what if he can't give the baby what they need?

lucifer never shared his worries though, he was excited to meet your child regardless and they kind of ebbed away with time

this man was already protective, but now he has evolved

you can't even carry a purse without him taking over, you don't have to go to rad if you don't feel like it and he brings you some sort of healthy snack every few hours

also he wants to rub your stomach 24/7 but, for now, pride prevents him from doing so, but he does it every time (he thinks) you're asleep

Diavolo

you were sick randomly one morning, and diavolo thought you just have the cold or flu

so he treats you as if you're sick, he lets you stay in bed and makes sure you're hydrated it's weird you don't have a fever, though

but you kept getting sick, especially in mornings, and seemed fine otherwise

one day, diavolo found string cheese at the supermarket and he came to show it to you, but you threw up at the smell

this is when he knew something weird was going on, he suspected pregnancy but he didn't want to get his hopes crushed if it turns out false

'barbatos, mc is sick and tired a lot, I brought her funny cheese but it made her throw up, I'm really worried'

well barbatos knew what you two did about a month ago, but sends a doctor your way just in case

oh diavolo is so excited for his baby when the doctors confirm your pregnancy

he's so excited you might have to stop him from hanging posters about it all over rad

he also holds your stomach a lot, in fact solomon figured out you were pregnant because diavolo kept hugging your middle when he came over to burrow barbatos' pan

Barbatos

well he probably saw it coming due to his powers

he knew he should not want this, it will stand in the way of work, but he can't help but smile at the thought of having a child with you

so he doesn't do anything to prevent it from happening, in fact, he tells diavolo you might get pregnant soon in the hopes he gets some off time

luckily diavolo is a nice boss, he gives his butler all the free days he wants

barbatos doesn't know if he should tell you though, he ends up not saying what he knows since you might want it to be a surprise

then comes the day you show him the positive test, that day is one of his best days ever

barbatos is prepared to give you a massage if anything is sore, he will make you ginger tea to help with the nausea and will find the finest quality mattress and pillows for you, plus you're absolutely not doing any work on his watch

barbatos doesn't check the future further after making sure you will be healthy, he wants the rest to be a surprise for himself too

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me scenarios #obey me swd #obey me imagines #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me fluff #obey me lucifer #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #f!mc #tw pregnancy #tw throwing up

[omkookie]

• ෆ "I want to get back at him" : After your fiance Silvio cheats on you, you come up with a revenge plan involving your sweet best friend. WC:5k

• ⌈ ⚠️ 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⌉ • Smut, Cum swallowing, Light hair pulling, Semi-public sex, Oral (M&F receiving), fingering.

Your dark-clad figure rushes through the palace's hallways, ragged footsteps echoing loudly throughout the deserted corridors while the birds outside chirped in terror at the invisible monsters hiding in the shadows.

Candles illuminate the corridor you're walking through, their flames aowing you easy sight of the large wooden doors held together by strong metal.

The moon is nowhere in sight, hidden by dark clouds signalling mother nature's displeasure and threatening to begin a storm outside as you fight your very own raging storm within your head.

You fumbled with a key trying to unlock the door when suddenly a hand clasped over your mouth, "They'll catch you if you do this." The man covering your mouth whispers into your ear, His whisper making the hair on the back of your neck stand as you shiver.

"Then what should I do, Rio?" you asked and tugged his hand off your mouth, "Let things play out and act later!" Rio chides you, slowly wrapping his hand around your arm and pulling you toward your room. "Rio! Now's the time to find out!" you complain, Your voice laced with annoyance. "Now is not the time to do anything. If you do anything, now you'll be caught following him!" He reminded you, his eyes narrowing. "I won't allow you to do that!"

Later, at around 4:AM.

You tucked yourself comfortably into bed, Tired of the day's events and happy to finally be relaxing. Much to your displeasure, your time to relax ends when you hear an unexpected knock at your door.

You get out of bed annoyed and wondering who would disturb you during these late hours. As you open the door your head peeks outside and you catch sight of a new maid that you haven’t seen before. She looked uneasy standing before you, her fingers fiddling with her long skirt as she took a deep breath to steady herself. She cleared her throat before she nervously spoke, "The King, erm... has requested your presence." She informed you.

You gave her a confused look, your eyebrows shooting up at the unexpected request. "Okay. I'll be there." despite your confusion you give her a quick nod, Then go back inside to change your clothes.

You put on a long dress, fasten your corset as quickly as possible and check yourself in the mirror to make sure your appearance is decent enough for you to make a public appearance.

You eventually exit the room and follow after the maid, leaving the door unlocked behind you.

She doesn't lead you to the throne room which sets off alarm bells in your head, but your worries quickly melt away when you see Rio. Oh, how happy you are to see him again this soon! Maybe he figured out something about Silvio. You stride towards him with a bounce in your step and then happily leap into his arms, He embraces you happily in return.

"I'm sorry for calling you here so late." He apologizes, But you quickly shush him, "No problem! But what did you call me for? The maid said the king wanted to talk to me. So, I'm guessing you had a good reason to make that up." You peered into his eyes curiously, "I didn't want Silvio to find out I called you here." He explained as he straightened himself up, his hand coming to rest on his hip. "So, what did you find out?" You ask, noticing how his eyes appear to be downcast and he averts his gaze from you.

"Well, I'm not really sure." Rio sighs, "He was with a woman the other day, but it's possible she was just a business patron and nothing more." He tells you, making your heart speed up as sudden nervousness makes its way into the back of your mind while you listen to him intently.

This is how bad your relationship with Silvio has become.

You had to ask your best friend, His own brother, to follow his whereabouts because you no longer trusted him.

After you found lipstick smudges on the collar of his shirt, you started growing suspicious of him. Sure, the first thing you told yourself is that it might have been done by a servant trying to separate you both or ordered by an aristocrat to cause strain in your relationship. But, after Silvio's abrupt change in schedule and his antsy demeanour you suspect he's guilty of something. Of course, You hope you're wrong, and it's just some paranoia that you may have causing you all this worry. But, it's taking a toll on you.

You need to ease your consciousness. Even if it's by stalking Silvio.

Rio snaps you out of your thoughts by placing his hand on your forehead and stroking it gently. His hand on your head feeling very sweet and comforting, and you relish in its warmth for a moment,

"I don't think he's having an affair. He's not that type of man." He tries to reassure you and ease your mind. But, you still feel unsettled. You bite your lip and turn away from him.

Rio knows Silvio better than anyone. So, you should give up and let it be. Silvio isn't cheating on you, It's most likely your insecurities playing with your head and making you believe he's ogling women wherever you go.

Yet, you can't get the bitter image of his heated gaze towards a lady on your last date, nor how she had taken an obvious interest in him. uncaring whether or not you were there and ignoring you. He even tipped her ridiculously much for your dinner. Though, doesn't he always do that to servers?

Your shoulders fall, your lips forming a pout as you heave out a heavy breath, "You're right, Rio. I must be getting insecure because of all the stress and how popular Silvio is," You continue, "I'm probably worried someone will steal him from me!" You voiced, your voice now more cheerful as you tried lightening the grim mood.

Rio looks glum before his eyes light up as he tells you, "Don't worry! You're the kindest, sweetest, and most adorable person I've ever met! I doubt anyone who may fancy Silvio can match up to you."

"Haha, you flatter me too much, Rio." You chuckled at his response.

Your voices faded into the luminous night as the clouds shielding the moon away from shining upon your figures disappeared.

...

Long days slowly pass by, each one spent without answers frustrating you further even as today you hang out with Rio in his room.

"I wonder where he is right now?" You ask for the umpteenth time that day, Making Rio clutch the pen in his hand harder.

'How much more annoying could this get?' He wondered as he stretched his arms out, his chair creaking beneath him when he went back to writing the letter on his desk during your chit-chat. "Could you please stop worrying for at least 3 minutes?" He asks as his eyes narrow exhaustedly and he somewhat glares at you. You only give him a sheepish smile and a nod in response. 'Sorry, Sorry. Rio can look quite serious when he's annoyed.' You hum teasingly and then peer at the ocean, hearing him sigh behind you but paying him no mind.

His room truly has one of the best views.

You can see wave after wave form in the water and a ship sail near the far-away coast from here. You flop down onto a sofa and lay your head onto the soft cushion before closing your eyes and allowing the sound of Rio's pen scribbling against paper to lull you to sleep.

By the time he's finished his long paragraph of a letter, The sun has hidden behind big clouds in the far distance, and the sky has darkened, signalling the fall of night. Rio straightened his back and stretched his fingers, allowing a tired sigh to escape him before his eyes wandered to your sleeping figure on the small sofa seated near the large windows of his room. His heart skips a beat when he sees your peaceful face, sleeping on the pillow you bought him because you thought it suited his room. He gets up from the chair, quietly tip-toeing towards you until he comes close enough to look down at your cute face, and then he reaches out to brush a stray hair away, his fingers smoothing it behind your ear.

Rio gently picks you up in a princess carry, careful to not wake you from your slumber while he brings you over to his bed. He tucks you in with utmost care and even orders his loyal maid to bring you a fresh fit of clothes for when you wake up.

Despite his more distant demeanour, he cares for you. Would you laugh at him if you saw the stupid lovestruck expression on his face as he gazes at you while you sleep?

Do you know he's still in love with you?

…

You spend time with Rio.

The two of you have been bonding even more since Silvio’s alleged affair.

But, as you remain close friends with Benitoite's 3rd prince, rumours of you being his mistress and a wicked woman toying with both him and his brother begin circulating the palace.

'Valerio, The sweetheart of everyone is in love with his brother Silvio's fiance and it's possible she's having a secret affair with him!' The gossip lovers say, making you cringe at their tale. Didn't they have anything better to do? As irked at them as you are, you know it's your fault these rumours even started. The hot topic between them is you sleeping in Rio's room. So, you have no one but yourself to blame here… by falling asleep in his room you made yourself the perfect conversation starter for people to gossip about.

As a result, everyone has now branded you your best friend's mistress and an unfaithful fiance to Silvio which makes you want to die of humiliation. You sulk in a corner, your mood worsening as you recall the maids' gossip.

As if on cue to add to your displeasure, you hear a rush of footsteps approach from behind you, accompanied by familiar jingling which you recognize far too well.

"There you are!" Silvio calls out, huffing a breath as he comes to a halt before you. He takes in your appearance, noticing the evident frown on your lips and sour expression on your face.

He then smirks, "I betcha heard the rumours about ya being Valerio's mistress floating around." He looks irritated, his handsome face clearly trying to hide a displeased grimace as he presses a hand against the wall behind you.

"Yes. I have!" You confirm his suspicion, slightly squirming at how he has you pressed up against the cold wall. "Despite what you've heard, you know Rio and I didn't do anything." You state calmly, then cup his cheeks in your hands. "Don't you think it's suspicious for an engaged woman to sleep in another man's room?" A nobleman you didn’t like, whose voice you easily recognize called out from somewhere behind Silvio. "Especially, His brother's room. It is quite suspicious."

you manage to peek past Silvio and right at him, throwing him your best glare.

Your grimace deepens, your brows knitting together as you reply, "It was my mistake to fall asleep in Rio's room... And I'm sorry for that, But still, Rio and I don't have that type of relationship, We're just friends. I would never cheat on Silvio too because I love him." You explain yourself, but the man clicks his tongue and stubbornly refuses to listen. He pesters you with questions, asking about what you did with Rio and trying to make you crack and say something that may get you into trouble. his words come at you like sharp daggers being thrown. He refuses to believe you don’t have a deeper relationship with Rio and tries to gaslight you into saying something that would make you look suspicious to Silvio.

You're annoyed by his interrogation, having all of your energy spent in explaining every little detail of your friendship with Rio until Silvio himself finally chides the man, making him relent. "Heh. Well, it ain't like prince Valerio would keep around some lady he doesn't like. Just remember, I'm keeping an eye on you." The Nobleman says snarkily, But Silvio curses a warning at him to watch his tongue. After the man leaves, you wonder what the f*** that interrogation was.

If anyone might be cheating here, it's SILVIO. You would rather die than be unfaithful considering you pride yourself for your loyalty to your partner.

Silvio, your suddenly caring and concerne lover who had been listening to everything you had said grabs your attention by stealing a kiss from your lips...eventually dragging you off to his room.

You go to his room, deciding to spend some time together after the long days you spent apart. Unfortunately for you, even as you sit together in his room your thoughts are a jumbled mess. Your head and your heart fighting as your heart tries to convince you that it's not what you think and you’re wrong about everything. Meanwhile, in your head, you know otherwise. Silvio has been acting strange. First, you noticed him being uncomfortable and fidgety around you. Then, he was withdrawing his affection while looking wary... Also overwhelming you with gifts and attention whenever you called him out for it. It's almost as if he's trying to make up for some sort of guilt he's feeling which he doesn’t want you to find out about.

You know he's having an affair.

All the signs are there.

You remember very well how you found lipstick stains on his shirt. The smell of female perfume on him.. And you’ve acknowledged his unneeded change in schedule.

You let out a sigh but enjoy the warm waft of sea air coming through the windows as Silvio drinks his favorite wine while his fingers brush through your hair, untangling some of the messed up strands. You hum for a while before impatience sinks into you and you ask him sharply, "Are you alright?"

You want to catch him lying and confirm his affair. You also want to find out who the woman he's been sleeping with is...You're desperate for answers. "What?" He's confused by your sudden cold tone but quickly recovers, "What’d ya ask like that?" He leans back into the sofa, his fingers tapping the soft pillowed space between you nervously. The sudden tension that appears in the air makes your fingers fiddle with your skirt anxiously, crinkling the soft fabric of your skirt before running over the creases to smoothen them out. "You've been acting strange and I'm worried about you." You explained, this time smoothing over your voice to question him more gently. "Yeah. I'm good." He ruffles your hair buoyantly whilst looking glum.

"How was your work? Who have you met with?"

"There was a new ore imported, And Business is doing well. Carlo was there during its arrival, along with a bunch of burly men reeking of alcohol." His chest rumbled a laugh, and he brushed his bangs out of his face. "What ore was imported?" you ask.

“Some new ore freshly mined from overseas." He says bluntly as if trying to end the conversation.

'Usually, he'd elaborate on what ore it was, but it doesn't look like he knows what it is anyway.. So I'll interrogate Carlo about his whereabouts.' Biting your lip, you decide not to question him any further.

You'll find out everything sooner or later.

…

Oh, how you regret once trying to convince yourself he wasn't cheating on you.

When you visit his room just a night later and open the door you catch him balls deep inside a woman with her legs thrown over his shoulders. The sight is so disgusting It makes your stomach churn and your face pale, The colour draining from it because of the gross display you found in the bedroom the two of you shared a kiss in just a couple of hours ago. You don't know how long you've been standing in the doorway frozen, But it's too long. Long enough for Silvio to notice you. He's visibly shaken to get caught by you, distress visibly washing over him as his eyes meet yours.

You feel repulsed when your eyes meet. So, you turn away and hurry out of the room. You can hear him calling after you, but you don't care.

He really betrayed you.

Put a knife in your back after all of the times you worried yourself sick about him.

How could he? When did he? Was it while he was at work?

He took your heart and shattered it into millions of bits and pieces with his affair.

How should you process this? Should you scream at him? Throw things at him? Shout until your throat hurts? You don't know. You mainly just want to get away for now…

You don't even know when your feet led you far away from the castle on until you see

ocean waves collide against rocks, and the salty smell of seawater hits your nostrils. It takes a while for you to realise that you've reached the beach before you sigh in relief,

At least you're alone now…

You climb over the rocks, careful not to slip as you take short, hurried steps, and It doesn't take you too long to reach your destination. A large rock hiding a secluded spot behind it. Your comfort spot. Nobody- Except Rio knew about this place, And you never told Silvio about it because you wanted your own little space to sulk in whenever you had a disagreement.

Now that you’re finally alone, you sit down and weep. Tears running down your cheeks like a waterfall showing and no sign of stopping until your eyes get red and puffy.

…

You've been gone from Benitoite's palace for at least 2 hours, Before you hear someone approaching. you sit up awkwardly and wipe your eyes, Feeling disgruntled someone is here.

As you straighten yourself out you catch sight of a familiar figure, It's Rio.

Thankfully, it's Rio.

he panted heavily, then let out a loud sigh. relief flooding into him to have found you, "MC!" He calls your name before engulfing you in his arms, and You hug him tightly, burying your face into his neck before you begin to cry again. He holds you tightly and strokes your head, Not knowing what happened or why you ran away. All he knows is that Silvio was searching for you like crazy, ordering every servant he saw to find you no matter what. And so, he started searching for you too.

Rio comforts you for a long time, whispering sweet nothings and telling you everything will be okay until you finally calm down…

After a good cry on his shoulder, and leaving a large wet stain of tears on his shirt you feel better. good enough to tell him what happened bluntly. Very bluntly, Silvio cheated on you.

Before any further words can leave your mouth, you catch a look of murder crossing his face, and moments later have to physically hold him down with all of your strength, begging him not to do anything Because you're sure he's going to kill. "I warned him!" Rio hisses, His voice oozing with anger but making you chuckle as you recall his threat to Silvio. You hug him closer while he seethes with rage. His brother betraying you hit him like a hard punch in the face. Being unfaithful is something he never expected from Silvio... His brother is truly the lowest of the low scum of the earth.

Rio presses a sweet kiss to your forehead, promising you everything will be alright as his soft, warm lips touch your skin. You blush unknowingly, your breath hitching in your throat as your mind sparks a new idea.

“I want to get back at him” You mutter quietly. your lips pursing into a thin line right afterwards, as you take a moment to think about what you just said.

Rio’s eyes widen, and he looks taken back before he caresses your cheek, “Are you sure about that?” He asks you in all seriousness, his usual lively and cheery tone nowhere to be found. You nod at him with firm resolve, “I do.” and something invisible seems to pass between the two of you, Making your lips crash against one another as you pull him in for a fiery kiss.

He holds your cheek in his hand, then pulls back to press numerous chaste kisses against your lips and down your neck

His lips on yours make you melt as you learn just how sweet they are. You open your mouth and wrap your arms behind his neck tighter, pulling him even closer to deepen the kiss. He slides his tongue inside of your mouth to explore it and you reciprocate your tongue entangling with his to exchange heated kisses. Rio lets a sweet moan escape his lips, and his hand falls from the small of your back to your hip, His fingers squeezing your soft skin before he pulls back to breathe.

“Haah..” He inhales sharply, a sweet rosy blush adorning his cheeks as he panted. For him It was unexpected for your kiss to last for so long or be so passionate, He was not quite used to it…yet.

Your heart skips a beat at his heated gaze on you, and it's like he only sees you. You, and nobody or anything else in the world. His attention is solely on you…Your fingers move to his necktie, quickly undoing it and dropping it to the side, then pushing his overcoat off of his shoulders, wanting to strip him even faster so you could see more of that passionate gaze.

He shudders when you unbutton his shirt, the cool air hitting his skin and chilling him down enough for him to have a moment of clarity and think straight enough to stop you from unzipping his trousers. "Wait! We can't do it here!" He yelps, "Why not?" You ask, your face diving into his neck and your lips pressing open mouthed kisses against it. Your tongue runs over his Adam's apple, making him shiver and then down to his collarbone where you suck a light mark.

Rio is putty in your hands, unable to argue or deny you. Especially, when you're finally doing this together. His hands move to unbutton the top buttons of your blouse, and he undoes your corset, then throws it to the floor where his necktie and overcoat lie discarded. His hands cup your breasts, his fingers make you shudder at their colder temperature and he buries his face in the nape of your neck, Pressing sweet kisses against it.

"I didn't know you'd be up to doing something like this," he says, Biting his lip at your eagerness to strip and fuck him behind a rock on the beach. "Oh, But, It's not like I'm complaining!" He adds in a hurry, Worrying that you may stop.

"Does this count as some sort of exhibitionism though?" He asks, puffing his cheeks. He hopes no one will come here and catch you despite how secluded the area might be. Maybe there could be couples looking to get into some spicy frenzy while at the beach too?

"Maybe it does?" You peck his cheek, "Does it turn you on Rio? The thought of getting dirty in a public place where anybody could come any moment." You taunt him sweetly, your hand going down to grope his bulge, fully aware of how hard he's become and how flushed his face looks. "I think this may be your sort of thing..." He admits, shyly looking at your newly exposed skin as his eyes naughtily trail down.

Your hands rub his muscles, your hands exploring his body and building up his anticipation. You nip his earlobe, making his hips press against yours and slowly grind onto you, "Please, You're driving me mad… I'm about to lose what little self-control I have left right now." Rio’s heated breath tickles your ear, and his hands grab ahold of your breasts once more. He sucks on your nipples, his warm tongue soon rolling around them and making your soft peaks harden.

He lets out a pleased moan when you take his cock in your hand and you stroke him, "Mmh...just like that, Do that." Rio's hips thrust against your hand as he lets out another heated whimper, "I want more..." He practically purrs in your ear, "Then I'll give you more, Rio."

Truthfully, you feel nervous by the sheer size of him. Just how did he hide that in his pants..? His shaft was big in your hand, and it made you bite your lip as you felt a pang of nervous excitement pool in your abdomen.

You kiss him and then crouch down to get on your knees before him. Rio feels his heart skip a beat, excitement suddenly filling him even more and making his eyes widen in surprise at the erotic sight. "You know, if you don't want to do this, I won't pressure you-" He starts reminding you, But you cut him off "If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't be getting on my knees Rio." Your tongue licks a stripe up his shaft before you slowly take as much of it as you could into your mouth. Even if you couldn’t possibly fit him in your mouth without your jaw getting tired you still wanted to suck him off. His hands make their way into your hair, gripping your soft locks as his back presses against the cold rock behind him. "Oh, fuck-" You hear him gasp, relishing in how warm your mouth feels with your lips wrapped steadily around him.

“Please keep going…”

You bobbed your head in a steady rhythm, taking in as much as you could, and stroked the rest of his shaft with your hands. Sweet words of praise escaped Rio's lips with every bob of your head, as his mind clouded because of the pleasure you gave him.

His eyes shut tightly and he impatiently encourages you to go faster, gently tugging on your hair and pushing your head down, feeling himself near his release. "Mmmh..You're making me feel so good." he rasped out, breathing unevenly with his chest rising then falling over and over again, until finally his hips shook lightly, his release hitting him abruptly as he stifled a loud moan with his hand.

You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, allowing him to finish on it. Rio’s face turns even redder in embarrassment, again, at your boldness as his cum hits your tongue. You make a show out of wiping his cum off of the edge of your lips then licking your finger seductively at him enjoying how riled up he looked.

"I'm not sure if I can do anything else... my heart is pounding so hard.." Rio’s back slides down the rock behind him, his knees feeling like jelly and his hands moving to cover his face. He rubbed his flushed cheeks, feeling just how hot they had gotten as the warmth of his face quickly seeped into his palms. You lean over him, your gentle frame towering over his and your lips ghost over his, as you steal a kiss. Rio's hands move to hold onto you, his fingers gripping the sides of your body firmly, “You’re so pretty…” He murmurs, “I love you so much.”

He then leans into your inner thigh, “Can I take this off?” he asks whilst his tongue runs over your pussy through your underwear, making you sigh as you put an arm up against the stone behind him to steady yourself. He looks up at you his pretty blue eyes filled with love seeking yours until your gazes finally meet and he gets cheeky.

“Rio~” You moan his name as you tug on his blonde strands “Fuck, you taste so sweet.” You hear him murmur. “Are you going to cum for me? On my tongue? Say yes…please, I want to make you do that.” He trails off, his fingers stroking your clit. “I want you to do it so badly…”

“I’ve been imagining doing this with you for years.”

He confesses as he kisses your thigh again, his fingernails digging into your soft flesh as he leans down to lap at your core, his tongue sliding through your soft folds and parting them before circling your clit. He moans quietly, feeling himself get aroused again as he laps up your juices, and his fingers make their way into your pretty cunt.

He fingers you skillfully, stretching your walls, and preparing you to take his cock. His fingers rub at your soft walls intently as he tries to find your good spot to make you feel even better, "Mmh… Rio, go faster" You urged him, your eyes glazed with pleasure and you felt yourself near your climax.

“I think this is the best revenge plot.” Rio grinned, and you chuckled while nodding in agreement.

…

When you returned, Silvio could not believe his eyes as he caught sight of his brother’s dishevelled state and your wrinkled clothes as Rio carried you back through the darkened halls of the castle. The blonde shot him a piercing glare as he walked past him and you pretended to be asleep within his arms as he gently carried you.

Surely a future with the one who’s longed for you will be a bright one?... You can’t help but feel a sense of calmness and relief now that you’re with your Rio.

He brings you back to his room, and sets you down on the bed before he kisses your forehead.

“I love you so much.”

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[theinariakuma]

Office Playtime

Ran Haitani x Petite!Fem!Reader

Tw: Mild Dark Content, overstimulation, name calling, size difference, daddy kink, dumbification, slight mind break, breeding, spitting, pet names, corrupt (fake) cop!Ran, Police Receptionist!Reader

Her breathing was heavy, her chest against the desk as Ran had one of her legs in his grasp. It was several months into playing a role as one of the transfer detectives to help Bonten.

Since "joining" the police force he couldn't keep his hands off the front desk girl. She was just so fun to play with.

"Y-you're too big..." Her mind too hazy to think straight as she felt his cock trying to bully it's way into her cunt..it didn't matter how often he fucked her, every time was like the first time.

"Then I guess we'll just have to break you in each time we do this, Princess." Ran couldn't help but grin as his cock pressed harder against her, feeling as he slowly sank into her cunt. Her grip around him was tight, but he knew she was overwhelmed already by the way her nails clawed at the wood of his desk.

"T-too much! I can't, I can't..." She couldn't take anymore, only half of his cock buried inside her, her cunt was a dripping, quivering mess. She wasn't sure if she'd break or cum first. Maybe both at the same time.

Ran instead roughly snapped his hips to hers, his hand covering her mouth before he did so. His cock roughly bottoming her out, pushing against her cervix--even pushing her belly out some, feeling her body trembling as instead of crying out like he thought she would, tears just slipped down her face as she came. He couldn't help but admire as she broke under him, a trembling, near convulsing mess.

When her body stopped trembling, he tilted her chin towards him, seeing her glazed over eyes, her jaw slackened.

"Did I make your brain break, baby? Did my cock just make you go stupid?" He couldn't help but mock her. She looked so pretty when she was broken and cock drunk.

He had no intention of stopping even as she came… he just wanted to watch her break again and again.

Each roll of his hips had her make some of the lewdest whines he'd ever heard. Cum leaking from around his cock, the way her eyes were crossed from the overwhelming pleasure.

"My little fuck doll can't even talk. Can she?" Ran mocked, he'd come deep inside her, her core filled to the brim with his see. "That's okay, means no complaining when I'm fucking a baby into your needy cunt.

"D-Daddy..." Was the only word she could make out. Every time his cock pushed against her cervix, her mind went blank. Every orgasm stole her thoughts.

"Shhh, no trying to talk." His fingers drew her chin down as he leaned over her, when her mouth was open, he just couldn't help but spit into her mouth, forcing her chin up to close her mouth so she made sure to swallow.

"My obedient you. My perfect, dumb cockslut." He crooned as he gave her the final load of the afternoon.

He loved seeing how limp she went over his desk.

Who knows, with any luck he might have actually fucked a baby into his pretty doll.

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[natimiles]

A Summer Birthday (Isaac x f!MC)

Summary: Spending his birthday together wasn’t even a question anymore. And they’re gonna be celebrating it in a different way this year because Comte gave them a couple’s trip.

Words: 2389

Tags: couple’s trip for a tropical country; Summer Christmas; Summer birthday; teeny-tiny suggestive scenes (really tiny); established relationship; long-term relationship; assertive Isaac (sort of); domestic/slice of life.

Notes: the door works as we want it to work for the sake of the plot, thank you. Shoutout to my brazilian folks dying in this fucking hellish tropical weather 🤍 And shoutout to who said it’d be actually nice to have a Summer Christmas fic! I was struggling to think about something cozy in Winter, it was hard while I was sweating my life out of me. I’ve never thought about writing a hot Christmas, so it was nice! Now, shall we melt together?

Countdown to Isaac’s Birthday | IT’S TODAY! Happy Birthday, Isaac!

Spending his birthday together wasn’t even a question anymore. They’d spend the whole day on a date, returning to the mansion for an evening party. They’d wear something warm for the cold winter, sit by the fireplace after a special dinner, and Isaac would open the presents everyone gave him. Then they would wrap the night in his room with his special present.

However, things changed this year. Comte gifted them a couple’s trip as Isaac’s birthday present and a Christmas gift for her — it turned out to be a tip to her home country in her era. Missing the warmth of the past few years, she was thrilled about spending the entire week there. The anticipation of seeing everything and showing Isaac the delights of a Summer Christmas had her brimming with excitement.

“God’s Truth, how are you not dying?” Isaac whined, flopping backward onto the bed, his body splayed out like a starfish.

“I guess I’m used to it,” she giggled, sitting by his feet, her summer dress skirt pooling around her. She tilted her head to the side to get a better look at him. “Are you okay? Your face is really red.”

“I feel like I could die and go to hell just to feel cooler,” he said, frowning.

She sputtered a laugh, offering him a sympathetic smile as she got up and reached for the air conditioner controller. “There. Is it better?” she asked, noting the appliance springing to life.

Isaac looked up at the weird thing with a frown, but it melted away when he felt the cold air hitting his body. “Getting there.” He closed his eyes and sighed. “What is that?”

“An air conditioner. It makes the air colder or hotter. I don’t know exactly how it works though,” she said.

“It’s nice,” he sighed again. His eyes were growing heavy, his body more tired than usual — probably from the travel and the intense summer weather.

“Hey, don’t go to sleep now!” She punctuated the words by poking his ribs, and he yelped, trying to defend his body from the tickles. “I wanna show you around!”

“We’re going out?” His eyes widened in a cute way.

“Isaac, do you plan on staying indoors the whole trip?” She raised an eyebrow at him.

“... No?” he answered with uncertainty. “I mean, I really didn’t, but, you know…” He pouted, and she laughed.

“I know. But it’d be a waste to just stay inside the room for the whole week. And there are so many things I’d like to do with you.” Now she was the one pouting, and he knew he was screwed. He’d go anywhere when she looked at him with those wide, puppy-dog eyes.

xxx

The physicist... wasn’t so excited about the trip anymore. She warned him to wear some light clothes, and he tried, but he had never been to a tropical country before! He didn’t know it would be like this. He was sweating since they arrived there; she could hear his labored breathing, his clothes clung to his body in the most uncomfortable way, and his face was so flushed she swore he’d faint before arriving at the hotel on their first day. They bought some clothes for him so he’d be more comfortable, but his tolerance to the hot weather was really low.

He was trying really hard, though. He went anywhere she wanted and didn’t complain; he just thanked God when they got back and he could lay down for a little bit. She was so happy, and he didn’t want to ruin her trip. And in the blink of an eye, the week passed by.

They had ice cream while sightseeing, swam in the hotel pool all afternoon, went to a barbecue restaurant and had some drinks — non-alcoholic, of course. They walked hand in hand while dipping their feet in the ocean, got a nice tan (she did, he got a sunburn), and had matching henna tattoos done (little stars on their wrists). And he knew she wanted to celebrate his birthday somewhere special, but he didn’t have the nerve to say he just wanted to stay inside the room and rest. How could he say something and ruin her plans? She just wanted to show him a little bit of how her life was before going to the mansion, and he couldn’t refuse it.

However, Isaac often forgot that she was more observant than she seemed. She could tell when he tried to act tough, when he didn’t want to upset her; when he tried to step on his own feelings just to please her; when he tried to smile and it turned out strained; when his voice cracked when he was overthinking something; when his eyes turned away slightly as he tried to hide something from her. She could see almost all of those now. And it didn’t take more than a few moments for her to decide to change all the plans for his birthday celebration.

“Well, we’re done for today and we still have some time until dinner. Why don’t you take a shower to freshen up?” She offered with a smile.

“Good idea.” He looked at her. “Will you join me?”

“Of course, honey. Let me just, um, grab my clothes.”

He furrowed his eyebrows and blinked at her. She was such a bad liar. It was clear she wanted him out of the room to do something — obviously for his birthday. They had spent the whole week in that hotel, sharing that bedroom, and not once did she care about getting her clothes before going to the shower. It wouldn’t be him to spoil her attempt at making him some kind of surprise, so he just nodded and went to the bathroom.

When she heard the sound of the water, she ran to the phone on the nightstand and called the reception. If she was changing her plans, she’d need to be fast — his birthday was already the next day, and it was Christmas Eve; lots of shops would close in just a few hours. Some minutes later, she joined him in the bathroom, a happy smile on her face that told him everything he needed to know: whatever she was planning, she succeeded.

xxx

The next day, she woke up with the sun hitting her face through a crack in the curtains. Groaning, she rolled to the other side with her eyes tightly shut, and her body encountered something warm — hot, actually. She peeked one eye open and found Isaac, a frown on his face as his eyes stared at the ceiling. She was about to ask him if something was wrong when he spoke.

“I don’t want to be rude,” he said cautiously. “But please don’t touch me and move to your side of the bed.”

She blinked slowly at him a few times and snorted a laugh. “Good morning to you too,” she said with a smile and pecked his cheek, making him grimace. “And Happy Birthday, my beautiful scientist!”

“Good morning,” he sighed. “It’s just… It’s so hot already, even with that thing.” He pointed at the air conditioner.

“Mmm, I think we can make it a little colder.” She looked for the remote control and set a new temperature. “If it gets too cold, we can turn it up again.”

“I don’t think it will ever be too cold here.” He turned his body to the side, to look at her. “And thank you.” He pecked her lips and smiled.

“Don’t worry, I’ll still tell you lots of ‘Happy Birthdays’ today.” She giggled. “Are you ready to celebrate your birthday summer style?”

“Oh… Um, right.” He smiled, but she could tell he wasn’t so enthusiastic. “What have you planned for us?”

“First, we will have an amazing breakfast. Then we would go sightseeing, have a good lunch at a restaurant near the beach, walk in the sand and swim a little, have dinner in a fancy place I found, celebrate your birthday and eat cake. Then we’d call it a night.”

“That’s… a lot.” He blinked at her and tried not to sound like he didn’t like it. “Wait… Would?”

“Hmph, right?” She shimmied her body closer and looked intently into his eyes. “It was a lot. And it was nothing you wanted and I could tell you were tired of walking around town. So I changed it all.”

“You didn’t have to.”

“Yes, I did. It’s your birthday, honey.”

“I know, but I’d do anything you wanted. I’ll be happy if you’re happy.”

“And that’s why I changed it all, Isaac.” She smiled. “I don’t want to force you to do something you’re not really enjoying. I already dragged you all around for the whole week, I can stay inside for one day.” She giggled.

“Can you really?” He laughed and tucked her hair behind her ear, looking at her with loving eyes. “Thank you, darling. So what are the current plans?”

“Oh, you’re gonna love it! Are you ready?” she asked in a whisper, like it was a secret. He chuckled and nodded. She cupped her mouth to whisper in his ear. “The new plans are: stay inside and do nothing.”

“What?” His eyes widened.

“We can add whatever you wanna do too. If you wanna go somewhere or do something special, we will. But until now, the plans are staying inside, hanging out in this nice air conditioner and enjoying the happiness of doing absolutely nothing for a whole day. Oh, and eating cake later.”

“Sounds wonderful,” he said with a smile and pulled her closer, embracing her body and resting his chin over her head.

She tangled her legs with his and sighed contently. Their silent moment was interrupted by a few knocks on the door and a voice saying something he didn’t understand.

“Oh, it’s here!” She beamed and got up, going to open the door.

Isaac just looked at her, a puzzled expression on his face. She was speaking in a language he couldn’t understand, but her tone sounded amicable, so he thought everything was fine. Still, he inclined his body a little to the side so he could see who was at the door and what they wanted. As soon as he saw that the person was an employee from the hotel, MC took a step back inside the room, pushing a cart, and the person helped her by closing the door.

“Don’t you dare get out of that bed,” she warned him when she noticed he was about to get up to help her. “And get comfortable, sit by the headboard, will you?” He raised an eyebrow at her commanding tone, but complied without questioning. She uncovered the plates and gave a satisfied smile at what she saw. Then she rolled the cart to his side and kissed the crown of his head. “Here. Happy Birthday!”

He looked down, only then realizing it was breakfast. Flowers decorated the enormous tray, and there were pastries, the cheese bread he had already tried before, toast, jam, some sliced fruits and coffee. He smiled at her.

“Is this the amazing breakfast you were talking about?”

“Yes! And I told them it was your birthday, look,” she pointed at the corner of the fruit plate, where someone wrote a message with chocolate sauce. “It says Happy Birthday.”

She sat beside him, and they happily devoured it all. Isaac couldn’t stop smiling. Who would have thought he’d be able to have such amazing birthdays with someone he truly loved? If he had said this to himself in his past life or even a few years ago in this life, he’d never have believed it. And now it’s real, but it still feels like a dream.

xxx

He thought they’d get tired of doing nothing all day and eventually leave the room, but they didn’t. They actually found lots to do, from watching a random TV show she said he’d like to engaging in make-out sessions, and then some napping.

When he woke up again, the night had already fallen. He rubbed his eyes and realized he was alone in the bed. Frowning, he sat up and was about to call her when he heard her muttering on the balcony. He got up and padded his way there, finding her with her back to the door and fumbling with something.

“What are you doing?”

She jumped and turned around quickly. “Oh, hey! I was… setting something up.”

He looked behind her and saw a birthday cake over the table with an unusual candle above it. He tilted his head in amusement and looked back at her. “Is the candle a question mark?”

“Well, I’m not sure about your age!” She put her hands on her hips and laughed.

“I’m not complaining, it’s perfect.” He walked to her so he could hug her and kiss her hair.

“Happy Birthday again, darling!” She squeezed him in her arms.

Despite his protests, she sang him ‘Happy Birthday’ before letting him blow out the candle and cut the cake. They sat comfortably on the balcony lounge chair, with her between Isaac’s legs, holding the plate of cake they were sharing. She just gave him the last piece when they heard something exploding in the sky.

“Oh! It’s usually during New Year’s, but I guess some people like to light up fireworks for Christmas too. We can pretend it’s for your birthday.”

She put the plate aside on the table and laid back on his chest. His arms wrapped comfortably around her body, and he rested his chin on her shoulder as they watched the fireworks coloring and lighting up the clear sky. They were able to spend a whole week alone, just enjoying each other and doing so many new things together. He’d cherish this forever — and probably try to do more trips with her.

“Thank you for everything, MC,” he whispered in her ear. “I love you.” He placed a light kiss on her neck and she giggled.

“I love you too,” she replied and placed her hands over his arms, squeezing them with a giggle.

Ever since he had her in his life, he considered all his birthdays the best birthday he could ever get, but this year was really running for first place.

Of course I had to make Isaac come to Brazil and eat cheese bread! It’s the best thing to eat and it doesn’t even have to be for breakfast. Sometimes I eat it for lunch or dinner, when I’m too lazy to cook, HASIUEHASUIEHAS.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SCIENTIST BOY! I love you so much!

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Diavolo: Anyone who sees you will think that you'll be a good housewife.

F!MC: Yeah? *laughs* *then looks at him seriously* I need a reliable and responsible partner first.

Diavolo: I volun—

Thirteen: *slides in, wearing a tuxedo, and holding a ring* Me.

F!MC and Diavolo: ...

Diavolo: *frowns* I was just about to pop the question.

Thirteen: Sorry. She said "partner", not "man".

F!MC: *realizes that she has a point* *nods*

Diavolo: MC... Please reconsider...

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