#obey me suggestive content

[ensiriustea]

cw suggestive content below

honey sugar rush 🍯

#barbsian #obey me #obey me barbatos #obey me oc #obey me fanart #nassh art #oc lysias #cw suggestive #suggestive cw #suggestive content #i will now proceed to #crawl back into my hole #bye #hghfjfgfhgfhjgfjhf

[plnkdemon]

mammon never takes when it comes to you. it’s always the other way around, much to the surprise of his brothers.

mammon x gn!mc (jus a lil drabble)

cw/tw: suggestive content below the cut (18+, MDNI)

his heart constricts almost painfully with how much joy fills him when you admire his new ring. he damn near goes into cardiac arrest when you steal it to slip it onto your own finger and hold your hand up to see how it glitters and gleams under the overhead lights.

despite what others may think, mammon isn’t selfish when it comes to you — only when it comes to you — because he feels so much more satisfied seeing his human so greedy for all the special and shiny things in his loot. nowadays, he’s much more excited to get goldie back because it means getting to run to you and sweep you off to the streets to go window shopping, and when your eye catches on the new Devogue coat, he gets to flash the pretty card. he wants to fuel your greed, see you showered in all of the most ridiculously priced luxury fashion and only the brightest, flashiest jewels known to demonkind.

now, when lucifer receives that dreaded bill in the mail that used to be pages and pages of mammon’s splurges, it’s much shorter (although still unrealistic). you reign him in significantly, able to reason with your demon that you don’t need ten puyairs of sneakers and yes, you love the color but if you don’t get to wear them, then there’s no good in buying them.

mammon definitely gets pouty when you manage to tug him out of a store without any bags or a receipt as long as he is tall. it’s easy enough to fix if you just swipe his sunglasses to wear them for yourself before leaning in close to tell him there’s other things he has to offer that interest you more right now.

all of that isn’t to say that he doesn’t still obsess over money and riches, he absolutely does. and he’s physically incapable of stopping the cooing and chirping that escapes from his throat whenever you present him with a prettily wrapped gift hiding the fancy watch he’s been wanting all month. but it makes him just as pleased as settling into your bed at night and seeing the shelves lined with all the shiny and glittery trinkets, rocks, bottles, do-dads, and so on that you proudly display, each and every one a gift from him or his crows. he contently combs through your hair, massages any facial oils that asmo introduced to your nightly routine, and then ensures that you’re properly tucked into bed, meticulously taking care of you until you’re asleep.

mammon loves to give, but more than that, he loves for you to take. when you tell him to sit down and be a good boy for you until you’re satiated is plenty to get him riled up, rearing with excitement. when you have him spread out across his expensive duvet so that his entire being is yours for the taking, he feels higher than the celestial realm. when you finally, finally, finally take your place on top of him, stubbornly forcing him into the impossibly tight and warm spot that you need to feel him, he worries he might genuinely pass away and not get to experience what comes next.

what comes next, that’s his favorite. he gets to watch you with hearts in his half-lidded eyes as you use his body to please yourself. sometimes, even ordering him to do the work, to make you scream, but he’s known to get carried away when it comes to you. he gets to grope and bite all the doughy, soft parts of you to hear your sweet noises, affirmations that you want him. he flourishes underneath you when you fall apart again and again, all because it means that you’re greedy for him.

all these years, he’d never considered what it might feel like for someone to be greedy and selfish all for him. he never imagined what it would be like to be the treasure sought after and possessively held onto rather than the person seeking said treasure. when you reach around his neck to clasp the pretty little chain that advertises how he is your property, mammon is little more than mush in your hands, only imagining you pulling his face closer with the necklace or your hands expertly squeezing his throat and pressing the cool gold into his skin at the same time. he feels priceless, like the crown jewels or the mona lisa or… he can’t even think right now. his sweet human makes him feel loved in a way he can understand, greed and protectiveness, from the way you immediately seek him out in a crowd to how you’re willing to fight to protect what’s yours (him).

he feels irreplaceable for the first time in his life because you’re just as careful and particular when you’re washing the shampoo from his hair, touching up his nail polish, and walking him home from his modeling gigs. when he gets anxious and overwhelmed or insecure and guarded, you use only the softest of touches to coax him into letting you back in. there’s a special smile and voice that you reserve for mammon and no one else, because no matter how many times you need to save him from drowning in his negative thoughts, you will always make sure he knows how very precious he is to you and how loved and safe he makes you feel.

#forfeit all mortal possessions to mammon #mammon #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #mammon x gender neutral reader #mammon x mc #mammon x reader #i love this little goblin man #wanna put him in my pocket uwu #MDNI #suggestive content

[tinymaru-archived]

Sketch for Dia im never going to finish properly 🥲

Dick

#thank you avi for the screenshot to cover up his suggestive content lol #diavolo smut #obey me smut #obey me #obey me fanart #obey me diavolo #Diavolo #schnitzeldoodles

[scarlett-vixen]

This is exactly what you see before getting absolutely wrecked. Tell me I’m wrong.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #opened my app and was not prepared for those very slutty grins #i’m on my knees #for both of them honestly #suggestive content #obey me mammon #obey me lucifer

[gifti3]

Anyways i wanted asmo to take mc on that ferris wheel

#obey me asmodeus #Im glad we got to cuddle and know we are never getting any suggestive asmo content from this game ever again #But doesnt mean i cant say it here whheheen #Solmare cant stop me for being thirsty for asmo! #obey me nightbringer #Spoilers #Kinda #suggestive

[unnecessaryshenanigan]

I'm having a real aggressive hormones rn so a simple brainrot ft. Yandere!Mammon bcoz apparently, im into much more darker trope of Obey Me! this days💀👍

So imagine, Yan!Mammon who's submissive at that but i mean if you wanna dominate him he wont argue with you- who kneels at the floor while you sit pretty on the bed, legs crossed.

Yan!Mammon, slowly reaching out to your feet and slowly trailing soft kisses on them.

Yan!Mammon who sucks and kisses on your feet like his life depends on it. Like bro, he looks like he's inhaling oxygen.

Yan!Mammon who tears up because you gave too much attention to his brothers and he feels left out. IM SCREAMING-

Yan!Mammon who simply manipulates you by taking self pity so while you're busy feeling good with him kissing and sucking on your feet, he'll look up to you with those demon eyes- those eyes screaming "Just like that. Fall into my web like the good little prey you are. The longer you believe my words, the easier it is for me to have you"

STOP IM REALLY HAVING AGGRESSIVE HORMONES I KENNAT–

#obey me mammon #suggestive content #yandere!mammon #IM SCREAMING OMFG- #sorry im bad at writing this kind of stuffs im just really hor- opsss

[beelzevam]

Beel can give me his demonic saus—

#obey me nightbringer #lesson 15 #slight spoilers #sighhhh i just wanna focus on the romance but i know they have to build up character development and what not #it just feels so repetitive since we already know Henry's story lmao #it feel lazing saying that something is the way it is because MC suggested it #gimme more original content goddamnit lmao

[froggibus]

Seeing Their Pact Mark For The First Time - Obey Me! Brothers

Summary: how they react to seeing their pact mark for the first time

CW: branding, marking, general possessiveness? suggestive (Lucifer’s and Asmo’s), jealousy (Levi’s)

more obey me content!! i am down bad for MAMMON rn so that’s what brought this about lol. also some happier content (thank god)

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Lucifer

his is on the back of your neck

usually it’s hidden under your hair or the collar of your shirt so no one really sees it 

lucifer is curious about it but doesn’t really care to ask

honestly he got really busy after the pact was formed and forgot all about it

you’re late for school one day and rushing to get ready in the bathroom when Lucifer walks by 

you have your head down looking for something and he sees it on the back of your neck

literally stops in his tracks and does a double take 

“so that’s where it is.”

jumpscare 

he asks to see it again

has you sit down in front of him so he can play with your hair and rub his fingers across the mark 

he loves that there’s a vow on your body binding you to him that only he can see

unless he gets jealous and “accidentally” uncovers it in front of someone 

(also unrelated but imagine giving him head in a position where he can see it—him holding you by the pact mark and guiding you along his length)

Mammon

it’s on your back where your heart would be

you know what it means but you don’t want to tell Mammon about it

he would probably just make fun of you anyways

one day he comes to see you after school, and forgets to knock

unfortunately for both of you, you’re in the process of changing into your pyjamas 

he walks in right as you take your shirt off, and he’s greeted by your back and the golden mark that resides there

definitely screams and hides his face in his arm 

“w-why are you naked??”

“why didn’t you knock?!”

you finish putting on your shirt and lay down on your bed, stomach first 

“mammon, you can open your eyes now”

he awkwardly does, relief washing over him when he sees that you’re fully clothed

“so what did you need?”

“was that my pact mark on your back?”

you agree and then ask if he wants to see it

he does but insists it’s just to see what it looks like (no other reason)

you lift the back of your shirt up and continue laying down on your stomach

Mammon feels really emotional looking at it

his pact mark, on his human?

he traces the outline of it, in awe of how it looks on your skin 

neither of you say anything for a while, you just lay there contentedly while he runs his fingers over the mark over and over again 

Levi

his is on your left thigh, just below where your underwear sit

what better placement for the Avatar of Envy?

you couldn’t find it at first, but you could feel it 

when you did finally find the orange mark on your leg, you knew that Levi would implode if he ever found it 

Levi sees you showing his brothers their pact marks and gets a little a lot jealous 

doesn’t confront you about it tho and instead decides to go pout in his room about it 

when you come in to check on him, he’s a little cold with you 

“cmon leviachan, talk to me. what’s got you so upset?”

you have to listen to a five minute self deprecation spiral before he even tells you why he’s upset

“levi…you know that if you wanted to see your mark, all you had to do was ask, right?”

he’s a little embarrassed about it now but with some gentle coaxing you manage to calm him down enough and get him to sit on the bed across from you

when you start unbuttoning your pants, his face burns 

“OMG y/n, w-what are you doing?”

“calm down, Levi…just, look, okay?”

you tug your pants down to your knees and stretch out your left leg so that he can see the orange mark 

“open your eyes, Levi, it’s just my underwear”

Levi wants to argue that it’s not just your underwear but he shuts up when he opens his eyes and sees the mark

it’s on your thigh of all places???

if people thought he was a pervert before, what would they think of him now??

“Levi,” you say, trying to bring him back to reality

when that doesn’t work, you grab his hand and place it over your thigh 

his hands are warm compared to your cold skin and it grounds you both 

“are you better now?”

he nods slowly, unable to look at you while his hand is on your bare thigh 

Satan

his is on the left side of your rib cage 

it’s just hidden enough that even if you wear crop tops, he wouldn’t be able to see it 

he definitely went around asking his brothers where theirs was in order to process of elimination where it is 

he doesn’t want you to just tell him

he feels like he should be able to know/guess where it is just based on the connection 

probably overworks himself trying to figure it out

finally, after a few nights of detective work and little sleep, you force him to lay in his bed 

“I’m going to show you where it is, and in return, you’re going to actually get some sleep”

he begrudgingly agrees, propping his head up on the headboard to watch you

you straddle his hips and slowly strip your shirt off, adjusting so that he can see the green mark of wrath 

his mouth goes dry seeing it 

he definitely didn’t consider that it would be there of all places 

reaches out and brushes his fingers across it 

“is it everything you hoped for” you joke

but it really is everything he hoped for 

Asmo

its below your belly button, stopping just above your pubic bone

it’s kinda the perfect spot for him too 

a cute little pink swirl leading to your precious parts

Asmo likes to giggle and speculate where it shows up

honestly he hopes a little that it ends up over your heart, but he won’t be disappointed otherwise 

loves to tease you about the mark too

one day you’ve had enough of his teasing and speculation though

“I’m putting this to rest, Asmo,” and you take him to your room and make him sit on his knees in front of you

you roll up your shirt and he can see just the beginnings of it under your belly button 

then you unbutton your pants and roll them down to your thighs so he can see the rest of it

his eyes are practically glowing when he sees it

“it’s so pretty!!” he gushes

asks if he can touch it and you agree, gasping when his perfectly manicured fingers brush across your mark

presses a kiss to it and leaves a glob of sparkly lipstick behind 

begs you to let him take a picture of it to keep (and may or may not set it as his Home Screen) 

also expect him to be admiring it and touching it anytime he sees it

Beel

his showed up just above your belly button

he always wondered where it was but never thought to ask 

if you wanted to show him, you would…right?

eventually gives in to his impulses and asks you directly 

“y/n…” bro is sweating buckets

you’re genuinely worried something is wrong by how serious he is at first 

“what’s up?”

“I just wanted to know…where’s my pact mark?”

Oh 

you’re honestly relieved it wasn’t anything too serious 

“follow me”

you bring him into your room and close the door behind him

honestly Beel starts to worry where it is 

when you slowly peel off your t-shirt, he covers his eyes and his cheeks flush 

you have to pry his hand off of his eyes to even get him to look 

“beel—calm down. it’s on my stomach.”

he’s breathless when he sees the swirling red mark

asks if he can touch and you nod eagerly 

his touch is gentle, calloused fingers smoothing over your skin 

you’re not sure what prompts you to ask, but suddenly you’re looking up at him through your lashes and asking “do you like it?”

Beel doesn’t even know what to respond to that 

of course he likes it

it’s a mark that ties the two of you together 

instead of answering, he chooses to press a soft kiss to the centre of your mark

Belphie

belphie’s is a tramp stamp

it’s on your lower back, right on the spot where your t-shirt always rides up while you sleep 

you’re half convinced that it only showed up there as a joke 

Belphie never really cared much to see it either 

like he always saw his brothers asking and fawning over theirs but he just…didn’t care

he always felt a bit of a disconnect regarding your pact tbh

he comes home early from school one day to take a nap and sees you already sleeping on the couch

you’re curled up in a ball, your face shoved in the cushions

and your shirt is twisted and has started to ride up as you move in your sleep

he sees the mark and his first thought is “y/n has a tattoo?”

he moves closer to see what it is and as soon as he realizes it’s his pact mark he almost falls over 

it’s there of all places?

because of fucking course it is

he kinda just sits on the floor next to you for a while admiring it while you sleep

until he notices you’re shivering and feels like he has to do something about it

slowly pulls down your shirt over the mark he loves so much and lays his jacket on top of you

#obey me devildom #obey me x reader #obey me oneshot #obey me x you #obey me headcanons #obey me fic #obey me #lucifer x reader #lucifer #mammon x reader #mammon #levi x reader #leviathan #leviathan x you #satan x reader #satan #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub #belphegor #belphegor x reader #x you

[sugurizz]

(SMUT/NSFW +18 - minors DNI !)

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭.: Joo Jaekyung x f! reader - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟐 , 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟑

𝐒𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: "𝐒𝐞𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐉𝐈𝐍𝐗…

...Don't you think that's strange?"

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 / 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: dark content ahead!, explicit content, dubcon, graphic content, dom/sub dynamics, power dynamics, HEAVY degradation, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected vaginal sex, anal sex (hardcore anal btw), multiple rounds, Jaekyung putting it in every hole you have, creampie (anal), insults /nicknames (Doc, slut, whore, etc...)

𝐰.𝐜: 1,2k.

𝐉𝐎𝐎 𝐉𝐀𝐄𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐍𝐆 − 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

'I see you've made up your mind, doc...'

The husky voice came from behind your shoulder.

'...If that's the case, then hurry and strip to your underwear. Haven't got the whole night for this.'

He wanted to get it over with and frankly so did you. If you could skip to the moment he plows into you like a beast in heat you would. Your self-restraint slipped through your fingertips as you pulled your shirt over your head. As it did for seeing him undress and toss his luxurious bathrobe with no care. He pulled his boxers just low enough for his shaft to bounce free and towered over you with his erection in your face.

'suck.' He shamelessly pressed it against your lips, raven eyes locked with yours. And so you obeyed, taking him straight into your throat.

'See my size, hmm? oughtta get that throat nice and ready, miss doc.'

His girth stretched the corners of your mouth as soon as he pushed it in. The calloused hand grabbed your head and pulled it into his shaved pubes. You could feel his veins pulsing against your throat as his skilled fingers tugged on your locks.

Your chest instantly swelled at the lack of air, hearing him growl the deepest 'Mhh fuck! so fucking tight...'. He yanked your head back at once, almost making you throw up. the shiny strings of saliva still pulled your lips to his still throbbing tip.

'Not half bad, miss. But I ain't cumming in your mouth tonight.' He smirked, chest rising and falling as he tried his best to hold back .

His lips pursed together, spitting a load straight on your tongue and smearing it over your mouth before grabbing your jaw between his fingers with a maniac grimace on his face.

'If only Coach and the rest of the black team knew what our doc does in her free time...' He chuckled and smacked your cheek.

'If only they got to watch 'Miss perfect' slobber on this cock like a whore.'

His vile words jabbed at your pride, almost making your tears spill out, but you still had it in yourself to defy him.

'I'm not the one with the sex jinx...'

'Oh, got ourselves some attitude too, huh?'...

He slammed you down on the bed and sat on top of you, blocking your legs between his and forcing your jaw open.

'Don't try me. I'll fuck it right out of you, miss doc.'

You hated his attitude, or so you thought. Though your pussy clenching at his nasty words suggested otherwise. He flipped you over and pulled your underwear to the side, dragging his tip along painfully slow.

'Running your mouth while wetting your cunt senseless seems quite insencere of you...Don't ya think?' He teased and pressed it deeper against your entrance.

'B-But it's not like that! I'm just...'

A painful smack hit your ass, leaving the red imprint on your cheek. You cried out in pain and grabbed at his arm, your juices staining his perfume-fragant bedsheets.   

'Ah...Mr. Joo!, p-please stop..'

'Aww, got ya begging so fast already? slutty doc.' He lifted you over his lap and thrusted in, ripping the loudest scream from you.

'AH!' You threw your head against his chest in surprise.

He stood up and held your whole body in his arms, bouncing you up and down his length. You felt almost weightless in his embrace, wrapping your arms around his neck and muffling your loud sobs into his neck.

'Mr Joo, s-slower...please!'

'Shush, And hold on tight. Your butt's gonna hurt a bit now...'

He pulled out and gave himself a few pumps before switching into your tiny butthole.

'Sir, wait! I've never-'

'God, get it together now, would ya?' Another spank electrifyed you, making your asscheek all red again. 'We still have a long night ahead of us!'

He hammered away at your stomach, The flush on his cheeks gaining a darker shade. The pain of his reckless thrusts toned down, yet his unmatched stamina had you chewing your poor lip.  

'Mmh who could've guessed? Miss doc's getting her ass pounded like a slut.' He grunted, 'you sure carry yourself different outside this room. hmm?'

His pace got faster as his fingers dug deeper into your poor thighs, panting and groaning against your damp skin.

'Aghh..even I couldn't tell how well you could take cock when I first met you.' You knew he was fucking you stupid when his bitter words flew over your head. your brain didn't really catch a sound. Your senses saturated with him filling you up, till your body almost collapsed under his much bigger frame. His fingers instantly caught you by your neck, pulling you back up to him.

'Arch that back properly! you keep fucking slipping.'

'Sir! when..d-do we get to rest..agh' You could barely articulate from his cock punching your g-spot. And he'd be lying if he said the view of you babbling your nonsense while gushing on his dick didn't drive him wilder.  

'Ever rode dick before?' He teased,

'Cause you'll be the one taking charge now.'

He layed down and folded his arms behind his head, smirking at you as he stopped moving inside.

'Your turn, miss therapist.'

You leaned forward, already feeling dizzy, palms holding tight onto his defined pecs. Then slowly rocked your hips with his, whimpering as your clit kissed his pelvis.

Your skin lit up with every touch of his own, almost as if his touch burned you. His grip on your thighs kept you from falling, yet you still felt lightheaded, almost like passing out. He grabbed your waist again and slammed you shut on his cock with a furious impatience.

'AHH, Fuck!' You mewled as you came on his stomach right away. The shockwaves rushing through your muscles had you crash down over his torso right away.

'Hey. I'm far from done here.'

He lifted you off his chest and placed you under him. And you whined in response, feeling him enter you again

'Get your shit together now. I ain't here to baby-sit!'

His pace got instantly erratic and so did his grunts. Driving you insane with his hands manhandling your back, spanking your ass, grabbing your waist, squeezing your hips and mercilessly tightening around your neck.

'F-uck, I cum inside by the way.' He grabbed you in a chokehold as he pumped his potent seed in your butthole, then grinned and pulled out slowly, whispering into the crook of your neck

'I just made you my cumdump. Congrats, Doc.' you tightened at the sound of his voice,  pushing his cum loads out your hole. He licked his lips in full pride, relishing at the sight of your seeping butt before pulling you to his chest again.

'Oh and just so you know, I never go less than 3 rounds on my matches' eve...'

Your body grew numb, and equally did your brain. Though you knew he had yet to satisfy his desire. You didn't know how much longer you had to go, nearing to pass out on his greedy lust. His rough touches spared no spot on your flesh, his powerful thighs slamming yours in the most feral ways...

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...You woke up to the mild sunrays, faint hints of his cologne bringing back the lewdest flashbacks he gave you. He was nowhere to be seen, only a large-sized towel left on side of the bed you believed he layed on.

You grabbed your phone as you slowly regained your senses, seeing a notification on your screen.

'𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝. 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞.

𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞., 𝐆𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐭?'…

𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟑?...

𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒.

#joo jaekyung #joo jaekyung x reader #jinx manhwa #jinx mingwa #jjk smut #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen smut #jinx #jujutsu kaisen x reader #toji x reader #toji x you #jjk headcanons #toji smut #nanami x reader #nanami kento x reader #nanami smut

[holybibly]

♡ℌ𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔢𝔰𝔱 𝔤𝔦𝔯𝔩 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔬𝔯𝔩𝔡♡

Genre: smut, cam boy!Au

Word Count: 2.3k

Summary: StrawberryBoy_Hwa sent you a private message:

Congratulations you Shy_Kitty21 you have won a private video call with me.

Or where the universe crashes and you masturbate under the careful guidance of an adoring cam model Park Seonghwa.

WARNING: Cam Boy!Seonghwa masturbation, nipple play, nipple piercing, fingering, pet names, spit kink, dirty talk, explicit sexual content, explicit language, squirting, cum eating, overstimulation and more.

A/N: I can't help it, Seonghwa drives me crazy and I like it.

It's something between a prompt for a full-length work and a one-shot, but I'm not quite sure to be honest. It's all very rambling, sorry if it's not quite what you're used to seeing from me.

I could make a complete work out of this in 2-3 parts if you want. Let me know in the comments if that's something you'd be interested in reading.

Likes, comments and reblogs are very much appreciated, so if you think that your love and attention to my work will go by the wayside, you're wrong, I follow the blog very closely and I see all of your marks and comments.

Updates on my work will be a separate post. As always, private messages and questions are open. Feel free to write me about anything.

Have fun, bunnies. Love you all!

"Touch yourself, kitten; I want to see how you caress yourself." The voice is deep and velvety, rough around the edges, and it makes you want to obey without hesitating. A mixture of anticipation and embarrassment takes hold of your entire body and flows through your veins with frothing excitement. Your hand runs over your naked breasts. The nipples are pink and swollen.

It's never in your wildest dreams that you'd be so openly naked in front of a complete stranger. On any other day, you'd burn with shame just thinking about it. But the sight of his hard-dripping cock in front of you makes you more confident and seductive in the show you put on for him. As the pad of your thumb brushes over the hard bud, a soft moan of pleasure escapes your bitten lips.

To be honest, you couldn't call Seonghwa a complete stranger. He's a well-known сam boу, StrawberryBoy_Hwa, with hundreds of thousands of followers on Instagram and Twitter, not to mention the huge number of followers on his live streams. You've been watching him for months now, but you've always stayed in the shadows—too shy to leave a comment or make a dirty request. In that time, you've had the pleasure of seeing him in the most intimate, erotic images and suggestive poses, extolling the beauty of his slender, elegant body. But this was on a whole other level.

As his hand glides lazily over his thick, beautiful dick, you find yourself sobbing softly, unable to look away. You couldn't help but dream of replacing his hand with your own—much smaller—feeling that hot velvety length resting in your palm, making your hand look so tiny. In the soft pink and purple light of the room, his golden caramel skin shimmers faintly. Glittering powder mixes with sweat to make his body glow and shimmer sinfully. He looks so ethereal. So unholy. Almost pornographic. The piercings on his nipples flickered as his back arched, the sugar-brown flesh invitingly firm to caress.

You're sure you'd praise his entire body with your tongue and lips and leave him covered in strawberry-pink love bites if you had the chance to be near him right now.

Seonghwa seems to read your thoughts; his plump, glossy lips open in a low moan, and he reaches up to tug lightly at his nipple. It sends a slight shiver through his entire body, his hips rolling gently as he lets out a deep moan of pleasure.

Your hand finds your wet folds and slowly runs your fingers between them at that pornographic sound. The level of excitement should be disconcerting, but Seonghwa is smiling lewdly at you, licking his fuckable mouth in a languorous manner, and staring without interruption at the image in front of him on the large computer monitor.

How did you get so lucky? Did a cosmic glitch magically allow you to win a private video call with your favourite cam boy? It's all a little bit hard to believe. This must be some kind of incredibly realistic dream, but Seonghwa's hoarse moaning is evidence to the contrary.

When he speaks with you again, his voice is all purr and silky, and it sends a shockwave of excitement through your body. But something about the fact that only you can hear him now makes the situation that much more intimate and even a little forbidden. You have him all to yourself, even if it's just for a short video call.

"Show me, kitty, touch that sweet little cunt. Do it for me, my angel. I beg  you…"His eyes are so big and pleading, the twinkle of a thousand stars is shining in them.

He'll destroy you.

The whimper that comes out of you is almost pathetic. You turn away shamefacedly, biting your trembling lower lip to avoid the vicious, burning gaze, though your fingers obediently pull the sticky folds apart, revealing the tight, wet hole.

"Oh yeah~ That's my kitty. Just as I imagined, all sweet and pink. All made for me." He praises you, tugging on his nipples gently, causing his hips to twitch weakly. Slowly sliding your fingers over your wet pussy, you continue to pleasure yourself. "Keep touching yourself, kitten. Keep touching yourself. Give me pleasure. I bet you're tight as hell; damn it, the thought of it makes me want to drool."

You don't think for a second that you should disobey him as you gently plunge a finger into your pussy, coating it with your own excitement before pulling it out and tracing a small circle around your sensitive clit. You tremble. You're so hot and ready for him. Seonghwa is watching you so intently that it's almost embarrassing, but your desire for his pleasure is a thousand times greater than any embarrassment or modesty.

His cock twitches, clear liquid oozing from the swollen pink head, which glistens faintly in the dim light, and his hips arch in a faint wave-like motion.

He's fucking beautiful. So much so that it's almost silly, but you can see why the rest of the world is so crazy about him.

His fingertips circle around the wet cockhead, catching the liquid and bringing his fingers to his lips, but instead of licking it off like you thought he was going to, he smears it all over his gorgeous, puffy lips.

"Mmm, it's sweet…" His whole body was glistening with powder, sweat dripping down the smooth reliefs of his heaving chest and contoured abs. The thick girth of his cock presses perfectly against his flat stomach.

"I want you to have a lick of my cock, kitten. I want you to taste me until I cum in your mouth. Would you like this, the feel of my big cock on your tongue?"

He is fucking you out of your mind without even trying, and you are falling deeper and deeper down the rabbit hole of temptation and desire. Without a second thought, you'd do anything he asked.

Your eyes follow Seonghwa's every move, and the golden muscles of his body are trembling as you knead your tits with your free hand. The sight of them on your screen makes Seonghwa moan with longing, the soft, plump flesh barely fitting in the palm of your hand.

"I want to suck them off, they look so delicious to me. Damn! God, would you let me fuck them, please? Those are the most amazing tits I have ever seen. I want to cum on them. Oh fuck, my sperm would look so good on those fucking puffy tits of yours".

But before you can do any more than that, he flicks his tongue across the roof of his mouth and gives you a new command.

"Put those tiny fingers up that pretty cunt. I want to see you fuck yourself nice and slow for me." You do as he says and insert two fingers into your quivering hole. The silky, fluttering walls of your vagina clench tightly around your fingers, building a pleasurable pressure between your legs. As you open yourself to Seonghwa, your pleasure echoes in the wet sound throbbing on your palm. "Mmm, that's right. What a sweet little kitten you are to open yourself up in front of me like this. Spread your legs even wider; I want to see more of that pussy of yours."

"S-Seonghwa..." You stutter out his name and spread your thighs even more wide. Seonghwa, as if instinctively excited by the sight of your fingers going in and out of your squirming cunt, leans closer to the camera. 

"You look so delicious, my kitten. Such a delicacy. I bet your hot walls will be so tight around my thick cock; your cunt will milk my cum like the real slut you are, right, kitty?

"Yes, yes, Hwa. I'm such a slut for you."

"Go deeper." He orders you. Your lips quiver as you awkwardly push your hips forward, plunging your fingers in at a new angle in an attempt to penetrate deeper, like he asked. You're having such a hard time; your fingers aren't long and thick enough to hit the right spots, but Seonghwa is even more aroused.

"Oh, my poor kitty, your short fingers won't be enough, will they?"

"N-no, it's so empty." You give a whimper before you sink your teeth into your lower lip. You are practically on the verge of tears.

"Do you imagine that my fingers are fucking you right now?" He brings them up to his mouth, licking them slick and wet, drooling, and letting them run down the length of his phalanges and onto the palm of his hand. "I bet I could fill that tight cunt of yours with just one of them."

"P-please, Seonghwa…" You're begging him, and at this point, you're not even sure what you're asking him to do. Seonghwa's wet fingers start gliding over his beautiful cock again, gathering viscous droplets of pre-sperm and bringing them to his lips, this time dipping into his hot mouth.

The action is driving you mad.

Plump lips, glistening with saliva and lip gloss, close in a tight ring around the long phalanges, dipping deep almost to the base. He moans, his eyes rolling and his body shaking as he pulls his fingers out of his mouth, strawberry glitter tinting them a light shade of red.

Your mouth opens even though you don't want it to, your tongue flicks out, and your eyes drop to the bridge of your nose, giving your face a cute, lewd hentai anime grimace. Without even touching you, he fucks you completely. You could swear you can taste the sweet taste of his cum on the tip of your tongue.

You'd give anything to be under him or on top of him right now. Maybe even between those plush thighs, warming his beautiful cock in your mouth like an obedient kitten.

Unfortunately, that's a completely pipe dream.

"Will you cum for me, kitty?" He tilts his head with a sweet, sugary expression, but you hear the more than palpable command in his voice.

You nod thoughtlessly in hurried, repetitive motions, your hair bouncing in time.

Songhwa's plump, moist mouth opens in a melodious, prolonged moan. He gasps, his Adam's apple bulging from under the wide diamond necklace. His head is thrown back, a mop of silky pink hair shining like a halo around his angelic face. A graceful hand hastily caresses the hard length with a wet squelching sound, and you could swear the moans coming from his lips are the hottest you've ever heard. The whole spectacle, so fuckable and mesmerising at the same time, is hard for your brain to comprehend.

You start to moan along with him, trying to let Seonghwa know how he's affecting you.

It makes his gorgeous hips roll over again, his cock twitching weakly in the grip of his hand as the sound of yours reaches his ears.

"Seonghwa…I…I'm coming." You whimper as you stroke your hypersensitive clit with your thumb. Trying to match the rhythm of his hurried movements on his cock, your fingers sink deeper into your needy pussy.

"Sperm, kitten, do it for me. Make me proud of you. Squirt on those pretty fingers, and imagine my face instead, hell, I wish you'd smother me with that sweet cunt, right now".

His words are the driving force behind your mind-blowing orgasm. It's the best you've ever given yourself, supported by a hoarse, deep moan and Seonghwa's writhing body.

He cums with you. Pearly streams of semen squirt from his cockhead, staining his glistening naked chest and dripping down his abs. Without a moment's hesitation, Seonghwa's fingers scoop up his own cum and place it in his mouth. He slowly caresses his long fingers with his long tongue until every last drop of cum has disappeared in his mouth.

The result is a new wave of heat in your body, and your hole is shrinking on nothing.

"Taste it." He orders greedily as he watches you bring your hand up to your mouth. But if you're going to eat your own cum like that, you're going to have to put on a hell of a show for Songhwa in return for all the shows he's putting on for you. Your tongue slides slowly over each of your fingers, taking extra time to let the wet muscle run through each of the cracks between your fingers. Songhwa is watching you through thick lashes; he has the eyes of a bedroom, a gaze so full of lust that the iris is almost pure black.

"So delicious." You say it with a certain seductive note, pulling the last finger out of your mouth with a wet, lascivious pop.

"Damn, that was... you're a fucking hot kitten; I want to fuck you so bad." Seonghwa practically whimpers and sucks on the plush lip of his lower lip as if that's how he can taste you.

"I guess that's it, huh?" You ask. It's hard to hide the disappointment in your tone. But a deal is a deal, and that's all that comes with the winning video call. "I... I think I'll see you at the next stream, Hwa."

"Don't miss me, kitten." That's the last you hear before the screen fades and you're back in your bedroom reality.

Just like that, everything goes back to normal, and life goes back to normal. You'll be your normal self, and Seonghwa will be a popular cam boy with a small army of fans who are madly in love with him. 

It will take a few minutes for you to come to your senses, and you will hardly notice the little text chat pop-up that appears on the page.

StrawberryBoy_Hwa has just sent you a private message.

"I want to hear you moan my name once again. Call me, Y/N. I'll be waiting for you. Seonghwa." And what followed was a series of numbers with a little glowing heart emoji on them.

It seems that the universe is still broken. You've got the personal number of everyone's favourite Park Seonghwa, the porn industry's most sought-after strawberry boy.

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[freedomfireflies]

Tell Me*

Summary: An extra for Teach Me*

The one where your best friend Harry suggests a fun, friendly little game of horny Simon Says.

Word Count: 1.8k

Content Warning: 18+, smut, choking, Daddy kink

The look on his face is absolutely feral.

Your heart is in your throat. Pounding between your legs. Racing beneath your chest. 

And he’s looking at you like he’s ready to take you over his knee and show you exactly how much he’s missed you.

He takes a step forward, expression firm and never wavering. He studies you. Studies your trembling thighs, your quivering lips. He studies and he plots and he grins because he knows you’ll do anything he fucking asks.

He reaches the bed and his chin raises. “Are you gonna be good for me, Bee?”

You nod quickly. Of course. Always.

“Good.” He smiles and it makes your insides wrench. “And you still wanna play our little game?”

You nod again. “Yes, please.”

“Good girl. Then are you ready?”

“Yes.”

He smirks. “Harry says…lift your pretty skirt up.”

Quickly, you oblige, pulling the black fabric along your thighs and toward your hips. An easy task and you're eager to make him proud.

You can tell he's tempted to look. But he doesn’t. He keeps his attention on you. Only. Always. “Harry says pull your little panties to the side.”

Again, you obey. Hooking a finger around the already damp fabric and peeling it away from your cunt until the cold air finds you.

You shiver. He grins.

“Harry says spread your legs.”

You do. Easy.

He nods and his arms cross and he’s oddly calm. Focused. He takes another step closer and you could almost grab him. “Harry says show me how wet you are.”

You lean back and now he looks. He’s intrigued. Pleased. Proud. 

And the devious grin that splits his face is enough to ruin you.

“Good girl,” he murmurs and then he’s crouching down between your knees. Lining his eyes up with your cunt in the most intimate of ways. “Touch your clit for me.”

Your fingers twitch and you almost do, but you don’t. You follow the rules. You know better.

He chuckles and places his hands on your thighs, keeping you open. “Smart girl, too, hm?” He dips down and presses a kiss to your knee that has you sighing. “Harry says touch your clit for me.”

You do, instantly, and it’s everything. Even the slightest brush of contact has you reeling and you whimper as your thumb sweeps across the sensitive nerves.

He watches you for only a moment—the way you circle and pinch, the way you gasp—before he’s jutting his chin up. “Harry says stop.”

You whine. Breathless. Needy. “Harry—”

“Stop,” he repeats firmly, eyes flicking to yours. You mewl dejectedly and pull your hand away. “There you go. See, you can behave when you want to, hm?”

You nod weakly.

“Good.” He’s smiling again—coy, evil—and kissing your inner thigh. “Harry says suck your fingers.”

You bring your slightly soaked digits toward your lips and you’ve never felt so enamored. Because he is sex and he’s nipping at your skin in a way that reminds you of how good his mouth is. And you love his mouth. And the way he tugs on your body as though tempting you with the idea of tasting you but never actually giving in. 

You suck and you moan and you make a show of it.

He hums. “Harry says give me your hand.”

You relinquish your trembling hand to him and he licks a long, slow stripe up your palm. All the way to your fingers while your eyes nearly roll back.

He hums again. “Always taste so good for me, Bee. You know that?”

You watch his lips. You don’t speak. And this is an evil game, a cruel game, and even if you win, you lose. But you don’t mind because he is your prize and that's all you've ever really wanted.

He drops your hand and returns his hold to your thighs. He smiles at you. “Harry says spread your pussy for me.”

With a strained inhale, you slip your fingers down and pull yourself open. His soft, warm breath fans across your dripping cunt and you whimper quietly. Desperate to weave your fingers through his curls and bring him closer.

And he knows you, knows what you really want, so he taunts you. Kisses up your thigh, over your hip, along the band of your underwear. Everywhere but where you need him most. 

He watches you soak the bed below and he’s so incredibly smug. “Harry says tell me what you want.”

“You,” you breathe instantly. “You, Daddy, please.”

The use of the nickname surprises him. You haven’t slipped into your subspace yet but you quite enjoy the way his expression grows dark at the use of the moniker. And, truth be told, you also happen to love the way it tastes to say. 

His eyebrow lifts and his hands curl tighter around your legs. “What do you want Daddy to do, Bee?”

You swallow. Thick. “Want you to fuck me. Please.”

His lips part. He’s mesmerized and wildly intrigued. And even if he knows you’re trying to cheat by using the more dominant nickname, he doesn’t seem to care. 

He stands up. “Daddy says lay down.”

Suppressing a grin, you slowly crawl back toward the pillows and settle onto the mattress. And he looks at you like he’s never seen anything so beautiful, so enticing. You imagine if this were a cartoon, he’d be drooling, and you don’t miss the twitch in his fingers as he attempts to resist chasing after you.

Instead, he’s deliberate. Practiced. Following you onto the duvet and hovering above you before nodding again.

“Daddy says take me out.”

You reach for his belt. Pulling it through each loop before tossing it toward the floor and continuing to his zipper. Once you have enough room, you slip into his briefs and find him. Hard, heavy, and leaking in your palm. You almost drool, too.

You take him out and your lashes flutter as you glance up at him. Looking for his approval which he gives you almost far too easily.

“Good girl,” he whispers. His voice is labored. Thick with lust. “Daddy says put me in.”

You bring him closer and run him up and down your pussy a time or two while you both shudder. And then, just when you think you can’t take it anymore, he slips in. And everything changes.

He curses and you gasp and the game is over. It doesn’t matter who won because this is why you play. For this feeling, this moment. This familiar and addictive stretch as he pushes in and sends you over the edge.

He puts a hand on your throat and his mouth finds yours. He kisses you—hard, hungry. Sloppy and rushed but full of love. He adores having power over you, but he loves you more. Getting to take you anyway he wants you.

He squeezes your delicate neck and your vision blurs around the edges in the most delicious of ways. He knows what you like and he knows that you’d gladly put your life in his hand any goddamn day of the week. So, he holds you, and he chokes you, and he waits until your gasps are shallow before loosening his grip ever-so-slightly.

“Shit,” he exhales before he’s pulling back and thrusting in. “God, you’re so tight today, lovie.”

You arch off the bed and reach for his back. Nails scraping down his spine while his dark shirt wrinkles beneath your hands. “Daddy, please—”

“I know.” He bites your neck. Pulls the skin between his teeth and laps at it with his tongue. “Fuck. I know, baby. Feels so good, doesn’t it? Poor little cockslut was just so empty while I was gone, hm?”

You nod fervently. You hate when he leaves, hate when his job takes him on trips away from you. And fucking yourself isn’t nearly as good as when he does it.

And he knows it.

“Say it,” he hisses. “Fucking tell me how good I feel.”

You reach for his ass and grip. “So good, Daddy. Needed you so bad.”

He nips at your earlobe and then returns to your mouth. The sound of his cock fucking into your pussy is loud, almost as loud as the sound of him sucking your tongue. And it almost ends you, right there.

He smells like vanilla and sex. A musky, familiar scent that seems to seep into your bloodstream and go straight to your clit.

You don’t imagine either one of you will last much longer, not after being away all this time. But you try, you do. You meet his thrusts as best you can and you kiss your name into his neck until he groans.

“So many things I wanna do to you,” he whispers and he’s gentler now. “God, Bee. You have no idea what I wanna do to you. All the things I imagined as I fucked my fist just thinking of you.”

“Tell me,” you whimper. “Tell me, please, Daddy—”

He curses again. “Want you to sit on my face until I can’t fucking breathe. Wanna taste you—gotta taste you, baby. Missed it so fucking much.” He reaches for your clit and you moan. “Wanna eat my cum out of your pretty pussy and I wanna make your thighs fucking shake.”

God. You tug on his curls and you’re so close. So fucking close.

“Then I wanna watch you bounce on my cock,” he says. His thrusts are harder now. Faster. Sharper. “Wanna bend you over and watch this pretty little ass shake for me.”

Your leg hooks around his hip and you whine his name.

“Wanna have you in the shower, in the kitchen, in the living room, in the car, against the window so they can all watch. Fucking everywhere.”

A strangled sound leaves your throat and you know he means it.

“Want you to fucking own me, Bee.” He slips his hand around the back of your neck and pulls on your roots. “Cause you do. You know that? You fucking own me. I’m yours. Always—”

“Harry,” you gasp.

“Show me you know that,” he hisses. He’s almost there. “Show me you fucking know that I belong to you—”

You come and when you do, everything changes. Lights are brighter, sounds are louder, life is sweeter. You see stars and you see him and you don’t need to see anything else ever again. 

He follows right after, unable to resist the way your pussy clenches around him as you come. He’s warm and it feels like heaven. You hold tight to his shoulders and you ride each other through. It’s not until you writhe away from the ministrations on your clit that he slows to a stop and drops his face to your neck.

“Fuck,” he exhales. You have to agree. “M’sorry. I tried to make it last longer, I swear—”

“No,” you whisper. You take his cheeks between your hands and lift his face to yours. “No, it’s okay. It was perfect, I promise.”

He sighs. “I know, but after all that time, I just…I wanted to do better—”

You shush him and nuzzle your nose against his. “Harry, it was perfect. Trust me. That’s exactly what I wanted.”

“Yeah?” 

You grin. “Yeah.” You kiss him. “That was quite a fun game.”

He laughs now and the sound is like magic. “You think so?”

“I do. Love it when you tell me what to do.”

He smiles again but you notice the devious expression returning. “Is that right, lovie?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

He hums and it’s wicked. “Then maybe we should play another round, hm?”

Your stomach flips. You nod.

He smirks.

“Then Daddy says…on my fucking face.”

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[xtra7s]

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄 ──── 𝘙𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘢 𝘎𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦 𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

Synopsis: Regina invites Y/N over to 'study' :))

Content: G!P!Regina George x Reader, Dom!Regina, breeding, degrading, choking, fwb, skater!r, manipulation??

word count: 1.2k

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Regina George was known for her charm, confidence, and, of course, her exceptional ability to navigate the intricate social scene of high school. However, there was one person who seemed to exist on the fringes of her world – Y/N, the skater girl with a distinct style and a rebellious spirit that intrigued Regina.

One day, Regina decided to step out of her comfort zone and extend an unexpected invitation to Y/N.

"Hey, Y/N," Regina approached her after class with a confident smile. "I've been struggling with some of the material lately. Would you mind coming over to help me study?"

Y/N, surprised by the invitation, hesitated for a moment before nodding. "I don't know why you'd think I'm any smarter than you, but sure, why not?"

As the day of the study session arrived, Y/N found herself standing in front of Regina's luxurious house, feeling a bit out of place in her grunge attire. Regina dragged her into the house, leading her to Regina's bedroom where textbooks and notes were scattered.

The atmosphere felt tense initially, but as they delved into their studies, Y/N realized Regina was genuinely struggling with the material. Surprisingly, Regina's vulnerability and genuine effort to understand the subject made Y/N feel a connection.

As the evening progressed, Regina suggested taking a break. "Let's relax for a bit. I have some snacks in the kitchen."

Y/N followed Regina to the kitchen, where they started chatting about their interests, hobbies, and life in general. The conversation flowed naturally, and they discovered they had more in common than they initially thought.

Regina went to the fridge and grabbed two water bottles, reaching behind Y/N who was leaning against the kitchen island. She places the water bottles down but stays in front of Y/N, smirking at her as she places a hand beside Y/N to hold her in place.

"I didn't just invite you here to study, Y/N." She speaks lowly, leaning forward to brush her lips against Y/N's ear.

She pulled back, Regina's breath hot against Y/N's lips. Her eyes filled with desire, and their hands roamed over each other's bodies, as Regina kissed Y/N roughly. Regina caressed and explored every inch of skin exposed. Y/N's heart pounded wildly in their chest as Regina's tongue invaded her mouth, tasting every corner and crevice like a conqueror claiming new territory.

Their hips ground together, Regina's erect member rubbing against Y/N's thigh, eliciting a small moan from the latter. "I want you," Regina whispered hoarsely, her voice laced with lust.

Y/N nodded, unable to speak due to the overwhelming emotions flooding their mind. She reached down, pulling up Regina's skirt. Her cock sprang free, hardening further under Y/N's touch.

"Take off your shirt," Regina demanded, her voice barely above a whisper. Y/N obeyed without hesitation, tossing it aside unceremoniously. Her chest heaved with excitement, her nipples erect and begging for attention.

Regina wasted no time in attending to Y/N's demands, running her tongue along their collarbone before sucking gently on one nipple. Her hand found its way to Y/N's pussy, rubbing it gently through her pants. "So wet already," she murmured appreciatively, her fingers dipping beneath the waistband of her underwear.

Y/N gasped, arching their back into the touch. Their hips rolled back and forth, trying to get closer to Regina's hard cock. "Touch yourself," Y/N pleaded, their voice shaky with need.

Regina grinned wickedly, gripping her member firmly and stroking it slowly. "Do you want to see me cum?" she asked teasingly. "Yes," Y/N hissed, their eyeballs rolling back in pleasure. "Make yourself cum for me."

Regina pumped her cock faster, her breathing becoming more ragged as her orgasm approached. "You're so hot," she muttered, her voice thick with desire. "You make me feel things I've never felt before." Their words fueled Y/N's own desire, sparking a fire within them.

Their body shook with anticipation, their pussy throbbing in sync with Regina's rhythm. "I need you inside me," they breathed out, hot air brushing against Regina's neck as she kissed and sucked on it.

"We can't here," Regina replied, her voice shaking with desire. "We need to finish this upstairs."

Y/N nodded, biting down on their lip nervously. They knew they had to be careful - she didn't want Regina's mom catching them. Still, the thrill only added to the excitement building between them.

Their legs were weak as they walked up the stairs together, supporting each other's weight when needed. Once they reached Regina's bedroom, they fell onto the bed, their clothes following shortly after. Naked and desperate, they stared at each other for a moment before springing into action.

Y/N straddled Regina's waist, guiding Regina's member towards her wet entrance. Their eyes locked, full of raw emotion and desire. "Please," Y/N whispered, their voice hoarse with need.

Regina nodded, her hands gripping onto Y/N's hips as she lowered Y/N onto her cock. It slid smoothly inside her, filling her up completely. She gasped in pleasure, her eyes widening in pleasure from the feeling.

Their hips moved in tandem, setting a steady rhythm that matched their pounding hearts. Sweat dripped down their bodies, mixing together in a pool on the mattress below them. Their breaths came out in ragged gasps, punctuated by cries of pleasure and encouragement.

"Faster," Y/N panted, her nails digging into Regina's shoulders. "Harder." Regina complied, thrusting up into Y/N with renewed vigor. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, her face flushed with exertion and passion. She reached down, massaging Y/N's clit while watching their face contort with pleasure.

"I'm close," Y/N warned, her voice shaky with anticipation.

"Come with me," Regina urged, her own climax drawing near. "I wanna cum with you, slut."

Y/N nodded, her moans growing louder as her release approached. Her pussy clenched around Regina's cock, urging her onward. "Yes fuck Regina, I'm coming," she cried out, their body shaking uncontrollably.

Regina felt her own orgasm surge forth, her release imminent. With one final thrust, she shouted aloud, grasping at Y/N's neck as spasms rocked her body as she emptied herself into Y/N. Their cries merged into a symphony of ecstatic sound, filling the room with the raw intensity of their passion.

When it was all over, they collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily and clutching each other tight. Their bodies glistened with sweat and cum, a testament to the intensity of their union. For a long moment, they simply lay there, basking in the afterglow of their shared experience.

Finally, Regina spoke up, her voice soft and tender. "You're a good fuck," she said, tracing lazy circles on Y/N's back.

"I've never felt anything like that before," Y/N agreed, their breath still uneven. "It was… incredible."

Regina rolled her eyes but smiled as she kissed Y/N's forehead gently. "We should probably clean up," she suggested, pulling out of Y/N's warm embrace quickly.

They managed to disentangle themselves from one another, grabbing towels to dry off. Afterward, they dressed hastily, trying not to look at each other too long as they did so.

"Thank you," Y/N murmured, locking gazes with Regina once more, Y/N's eyes glancing down her body.

"No thanks necessary," Regina replied, her voice low and sultry. "Just promise me we can do this again soon?" She walked towards Y/N, placing a hand on her waist.

"Definitely," Y/N promised, leaning in for one final kiss before leaving. As she closed the front door behind her, a sense of contentment washed over both girls, Y/N had been fucked by her crush, and Regina had fucked someone, period.

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[caio-cc]

Smart Dot

Smart Dot is the next generation of Lin-Z. Use it to control your lights, play music, play trivia, order delivery, set thermostat and more! The Smart Dot learns as your interact with it. Just make sure it learns right.

All the features of original Lin-z have been kept and new ones added to make the smart home device more complete.

It's available in 5 different colors...

Price $189

In addition to turning on all lights in the house, smart dot offers new functions. It is now possible to adjust the color and intensity of the lights and make them to turn on/off automatically when there is a sim in the room.

Turn On Lights (Room/All)

Turn Off Lights (Room/All) 

Automate Lights (Room/All)

Set Color and Intensity (Room/All)

New services are available to call in your home device. 

Maid

Repair

Gardening

Nanny

Fire Department

Eco Inspector (The Sims 4: Eco Lifestyle)

In Base Game Lin-z, the function to buy pizza it's not working. Using Smart Dot this is fixed and with new feautures: 

Can choose pizza flavors now

Order Grocery Delivery (The Sims 4: Cottage Living)

Order others food delivery

A easy way to buy items, only ask to your Lin-z device what you want. Your sim can buy all items available in base game computer.

Books

Medicine

Seeds

Upgrade Parts

Holiday Crackers

It's now possible to set thermostat using your smart device. This option is only available to those who have ( The Sims 4: Seasons expansion pack).

All languages are included in this package, but a few words and phrases was translated using "google translate". If you find some wrong translation, please tell me to correct.

This mod can conflict with anything that modify the phone_pickServiceToHire_Deliveries tuning.

This new device works in the same way as the original Lin-z, but with more features. So if you don't have enough friendship with (Lin-z), he might not obey your order.

To unlock (Set Wakeup Routine) and (Ask About Secret) you will need have friendship with Lin-z.

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[hiddenonyx]

Obey Me! Characters Walking in on MC Showering

Notes: fem MC!, suggestive content, nudity

Word count: 3.4K - about 290 per character

A/N: You'll probably be able to tell, but this was written over the course of like...3 months? So it's a little disjointed and you can most certainly tell who I was more inspired for. Thank to Pen for giving me ideas for Simeon and Solomon. -------------

After a little planning mishap, you end up sharing a hotel room (and bed) with them. It’s a little awkward, but you’re too tired to truly care. Right now, you really just want a shower. Any other thoughts be damned.

—

"Yeah, yeah, I'm not gonna take forever, calm down," you answer back to your temporary roommate. "It's just a shower to refresh a little."

You shift your half folded clothes in your arms so you can close the bathroom door.  You don't bother to lock it - after all they'll have to know that you're still in the bathroom if you're not out in the room, right? You set your clothes on the oversized countertop, before going over to the shower. It's a simple rectangle shower with a glass door, but isn't so horrible small that you're crowding yourself inside of it. After a few minutes of trying to figure out how to even turn the damn thing on, you get the water running and turn away to strip as the water warms up. But before you step in, you grab your phone and set the all important music. You turn it up so it's just loud enough to contend with the noise of the shower, set it on the counter nearby and step in. A sigh escapes you as the warm water sprays on your skin. Maybe you'll take a little longer than you said...

—

Lucifer

     He watches you disappear into the bathroom, not believing you when you told him it'll be a "quick" shower (40 minutes is not quick, MC). He goes back to reading through the tourist pamphlet for a factory, allowing the soft noise of the shower and distant music lull him into a feeling of soft relaxation. It's not until nearly an hour later that he realizes that you're still in the shower. Mild concern paints his face as he stands up and makes his way over to the closed bathroom door. The sound of your music is a little louder now and he can hear you humming along.

    "MC?" he asks softly, gently tapping his knuckles against the door. He repeats the actions a little louder when you don't answer. When you still don't answer, Lucifer hesitates, before giving a resigned sigh and opening the door. 

     His question of if you're alright dies on his tongue as he's greeted with the image of your perfect naked body partially obscured by condensation on the glass door. Your back is towards him as you hum along to a song, hands busy washing your hair, completely unaware that Lucifer's walked in on you. He's frozen to the spot for a few moments, his mind screaming at him to close the door and walk away like nothing's happened, but his body simply won't respond. He's stuck staring at your gorgeous form for what seems like an eternity.

    Then you start to turn around. Lucifer's body suddenly wakes up and he damn near slams the door off its hinges as he hurries to close it. You startle and call after him, confused and so blissfully unaware, "Lucifer? Was that you? Is something wrong?"

—

Mammon

     He grumbles as he watches you disappear into the bathroom. He knows that you'll take forever, and there's nothing to do in this tiny shoe box-excuse of a room. He pouts a little more - how dare you leave the Great Mammon bored?! When he hears the shower start and the music kick up, he knows you're not going to come back right away (a small part of him hoped that you would forget something and have to come back out so that he could see you again). 

    Mammon looks around the room, eyes falling on your open bag. His eyes dart back to the closed door before he shrugs and starts to go through it. He's mildly interested by all the little knick-knacks and souvenirs that you've kept  from him and his brothers. He's just about to go through your wallet when a loud "thud" followed by your muffled cursing startles him. He bolts up from your stuff and looks to the bathroom, a guilty look painted on his face. But the door remains closed. Confused and a little concerned, Mammon approaches. 

    "MC? W-what was that?" he calls, but unbeknown to him, you can't hear him over the shower and your music. He pauses at the door and strains his ears to try and hear a response. When none comes, he starts to get nervous. Did you fall? Is that what the loud noise was? Are you injured?

    More than a little panicked, Mammon hurriedly opens the door, "MC-!" His voice dies on his tongue as you lock eyes. You're putting some kind of product on your hand (presumably to spread somewhere else), and fully naked. The condensation on the glass does a poor job of censoring your breasts and the curves of your waist. You look at him, surprised and confused, and perhaps a little embarrassed - he however, is bright red and stuck staring. It isn't until you start to say something that Mammon lets out a pathetic yelp and slams the door closed.

—

Levi

    Levi gives you a disbelieving look at your “I’ll be quick” claim, but shrugs it off; after all he has to do some daily tasks in “Ruri-Chan Flowers vs. Devils: Dance Dance Battle!”. He hears you start your shower just as the game loads. He cracks his knuckles before curling into his best gamer posture.

     Levi glances at the time as he closes the app - almost 2 hours later. He winces; he hadn’t intended to spend longer than 30 minutes doing his tasks, but a new event had started and he just had to get the ice queen skin for Ruri-Chan (it looks so elegant on her!). He listens for a second and doesn’t hear the shower running anymore. He looks around for you in the room (perhaps you entered the room when he was in the “zone” and didn’t notice), and is confused when he doesn’t see you. Curiously, he makes his way to the bathroom door and listens again: silence.

    “M-MC?” Levi asks nervously. When you don’t answer he opens the door tentatively. He’s greeted with the lovely embarrassing view of you mid change; wearing only your underwear.  He’s frozen to the spot, staring at how your bra barely contains your breasts, at how your panties accent and clings to your natural curves. 

     “L-Levi?” You ask, slightly embarrassed by his staring. His face is so red you’re worried he’ll pass out. After a few more seconds his brain seems to catch up and he covers his face and practically runs back to the bed, screaming apologies.

—

Satan

     He gives you a hum of acknowledgement at your announcement and turns the page of his new book. He hears the bathroom door click closed. He lets out a soft sigh of relaxation before settling fully in the chair. He knows that he'll have plenty of time to read in peace and quiet while you shower.

     Satan is fully immersed in his book when you call his name from the bathroom. He startles and almost bends the page. He looks over at the door, answering you back, "Yes?"

   "I forgot my pajamas on my bed. Could you bring them here, please?" Your voice is timid and embarrassed. He sighs softly - you make him do things that he wouldn't do for anyone else.

    "Yes. Just a second." He gently (and carefully) sets his book down on the table before standing up and going over to your bed. Your cute sleeping clothes are folded nicely in a single space (which he appreciates the neatness of). He picks them up just as gently as he had put his book down before walking over to the bathroom.

    He raps his knuckle gently against the door and waits for your answer. He doesn't hear the music or the water running, so he tries again slightly louder. When you fail to answer again, he gently opens the door and steps inside. 

    He's greeted with the view of you wrapped in a towel that just barely covers the important parts. Your breasts are nearly spilling over the top of the white towel (how the towel even remains wrapped around in the first place is a wonder). And the towel just barely covers the upper most part of your thighs. You scroll absently on your phone while you wait, unaware of Satan's presence. He stares for a few seconds, struggling to collect himself (how dare you be this nonchalant), before he softly clears his throat.

    You look over and give him an apologetic smile before reaching out to take the offered clothes. Satan closes the door and does his best to muffle the sigh he lets out. This is going to be a long trip.

—

Asmodeus

    He really wants to ask you if he can join you, but he figures that if you wanted him to join you, you would've extended an invitation. Perhaps you simply need a little bit to sort through your thoughts and memories of the day (which he understands - he does that too). Instead, he busies himself doing his skincare routine out in front of his travel mirror. It's far from the best, but it'll do for the night.

    Asmo hums idly to your muffled playlist, enjoying the odd domestic tone of the night. The situation is odd, with having to share a bed, he muses, but at least he can fall asleep right next to your cute self. It isn't until he's about to complete his last step in his extensive routine that he notices that your music has stopped. When did it stop? How long has the room been silent? Asmo strains his ears, but can't hear any other sounds.

    "Little dove? Are you done?" he calls softly. When you don't answer him, he gets up, and goes over to the bathroom door. He knocks, calling again, "Dove?"

    "Huh? Oh yeah, I'm done....hey, umm...could you help me? T-there's this knot in my hair."

    Asmo smiles softly before opening the door. He pays little mind to the fact that you've somehow managed to wrap and tie the hotel towel around your body (maybe you used a little magic), and instead focus on this knot of wet hair you're struggling to untangle. He gently takes the brush from you, his fingers ever so softly grazing your's, and gently pulls it from your hair. He hums as he begins to gently brush your hair out.

—

Beelzebub

    He nods in acknowledgement before popping another piece of candy in his mouth. It's some human world candy; some of the pieces are sweet and some of them are tart, and Beel never quite knows which kind he'll get. He sits on the bed, simply enjoying the snack and thinking - thinking about the day you've spent together.

    He's content for the time, but a loud "bampoof" followed by language Beel's only ever heard come from an angry Levi makes him pause mid chew. He swallows hard before rising from the bed.

    "MC? Are you okay?" His voice is soft but urgent. He rests his hand on the door, listening. He can still hear the water running, your music playing and...your mumbled curses. He breathes a sigh of relief; at least you're not unconscious. But still...

    He opens the door gently, eyes cast to the tiled floor trying to respect your privacy. "MC? A-are you okay? What happened?"

    You huff and rise to your feet, grabbing the offending soap bar that had slipped from your grip and caused you to fall after it. "Yeah, I'm fine...more or less. Hit my head slightly, " you mumble before looking over at Beel. His face, even staring at the title, is dusted pink. You can't help but smile and giggle. He blushes harder, before glancing at you.

    "Yeah, Beel, I'm fine. I'll be out in a few, okay?" you give him your biggest, most convincing smile. He nods, his face even redder now, before closing the door.

—

Belphegor

    He makes a half-assed noise to acknowledge you before covering his eyes with his arm. As long as he wakes up next to you, he doesn't really care how long you take. As he drifts off, he hears your music start playing. Despite the peppy-upbeatness it lulls him to sleep all the same.

     Belphie has no idea how much time has passed when he wakes up, but he does know that you're not in bed with him. Grumbling, he practically slides himself out of bed and stumbles to the bathroom door. He grumbles, some sort of half asleep noise, before unceremoniously opening the door.

     "Belphie!" You squeak, scrambling to wrap yourself in a towel, smearing lotion on the white cloth. He sleepily sways towards you - too asleep to notice your state of undress. He wraps his arms around you and sleepily nuzzles your neck, mumbling something about you being late. You're frozen to place, one hand gently touching on Belphie's shoulder. 

    "Belphie." you say again, holding your breath. He makes a noise of some kind but continues to lean into you. You both stand there for a few minutes before Belphie raises his face to look at you. His eyes seem a little clear and he gives you a questioning look, "What? You weren't in bed," he pouts. 

    "Belphie...I'm naked."

    He stares at you and blinks dumbly for a second before his sleepy brain catches up. His face turns red and he bites his lip. Reluctantly he pulls away and looks at the floor.

    "S-sorry. I-I'll go." You giggle and smile, "It's okay. I'll be out in a few more minutes okay? And then I'll give you all the cuddles you want."

—

Diavolo

     He watches you disappear into the bathroom with a soft hum and smile. He turns his attention to the small smattering of various important documents that need his attention and signature (even on "vacation" the poor prince can never seem to escape his work). He sighs and silently debates if Barbatos's lecture would be worth ignoring his work for the time being. Diavolo glances back at the bathroom door before picking up his pen - it's not like he had anything else to do while he waited.

    He's almost finished with his paperwork - actively in the process of signing the last document - when he's startled by a unusually loud "FUCK" from the bathroom. Diavolo spares only a half a second to frown in annoyance at the smeared lettering before setting the pen down and getting up.

    "MC? Are you-?" he starts as he approaches the door. He strains his ears to listen, hearing movement from inside and more importantly your grumbles of irritation. "MC?" he calls again, waiting by the shut door, concern worming its way into his expression. You don't answer, but he can still hear you moving.

     Carefully he turns the door handle and slowly opens the door just enough so that he can look in and see what's happened.  He sucks in a soft breath. You're completely naked, fiddling with a band-aid, a small stream of blood running down your leg. You must've nicked yourself while shaving, and as his eyes trace the blood, it looks to be around your knee (an annoying and troublesome area if one's not careful, or so he's been told). His eyes continue to travel past the nick to rake over the rest of your nude form. 

    And Diavolo has to bite his lip to stop himself from letting out a hot and noisy breath. You're gorgeous, absolutely stunning, drop dead beautiful - he could on. Every part of you is simply perfect. His trance of admiration is broken when you move again, having finished applying the band-aid. Carefully, and quietly, he closes the door letting out the breath he was holding. There's no way either of you are sleeping tonight.

—

Barbatos

    He gives a little hum to acknowledge you, but says nothing. It's a bit odd to see Barbatos of all people casually reclining in a chair with a book, but it's kinda cute (and an odd weight off your shoulders that the man does actually know how to relax).  You turn and make your way to the bathroom, gently closing the door behind you.

    Barbatos lets his eyes follow you as you walk to the bathroom, watching you go. His eyes narrow slightly - he expected your arms to be fuller...were you forgetting something? He glances over to your bed to find that you had forgotten to bring your sleepwear. He smiles softly, how cute of you.

    Barbatos sets his book down before getting up and carefully collects your clothes to bring to you. He knocks gently on the door and then opens it. It's a force of habit really, he truly didn't mean to intrude and walk in on you half naked.

     You hold each other's gaze for several long seconds, your hands behind your back holding the clasps of your bra. He simply stands in the entrance of the room, one hand holding your sleepwear, the other on the door knob. 

    He clears his throat softly, "You forgot these." Barbatos sets your clothes on the counter before quietly excusing himself.

—

Simeon

    He smiles as he watches you disappear into the bathroom. His smile dips into a slight frown when he realizes that he's not sure what to do now that you're busy. Should he read? His eyes dart to his bag. Or maybe he should work on his manuscript - he had been hoping to be able to work on it at some point during this trip and now seemed as good of a time as any, right?

     After almost twenty minutes of struggling to do anything writing related Simeon decides that it would be best to call it a night. He carefully put his manuscript away and makes his way over to the bed. He picked up the top item of clothing that he had set out for himself earlier, only to realize that it wasn't his - it was your's. He glances back towards the bathroom and then the shirt he had unfolded. You must've grabbed the wrong set of sleepwear by accident.

     Ever the gentleman, Simeon refoldes the shirt and picks up the stack of clothing, making his way to the bathroom. Even through the door, he can hear you softly singing along. He doubts that you can hear him, but he still knocks anyways, and isn't surprised when you don't answer.

    Gently he opens the door, his gaze downwards. He peeks up, looking at the counter to see where you had set down the clothes you took. He groans internally when he sees that they're almost right at the farthest end; he had hoped to just be able to quickly swap them out and not disturb you. 

    He sighs and steps in, "Um, excuse me, (MC). I don't mean to bother you, but it seems you accidentally grabbed my clothes instead of your's."  You look over to him, gently jolted out of your thoughts. You can't help but smile at Simeon; he keeps his gaze down and is quick with the exchange.

    "Oh, I'm sorry."

     "It's alright. Enjoy the rest of your shower," and with that, he gracefully leaves, his ears a soft pink.

—

Solomon

     He smiles and laughs a little to himself as he watches you leave towards the bathroom. He waits till he hears the door close before returning his attention to the small set up of magical equipment and knick-knacks. As he starts to tinker, he hears the soft noise of the shower and your music. He hums along softly as he works.

    Almost half an hour later Solomon sets down his tools and stretches in the chair before getting up. He makes his way to the bathroom, lost in thought about his recent project. It was being difficult and not quite working how he wanted it to.

    ...maybe a shower would help clear his thoughts. 

   He opens the door to the bath and casual walks in, pushing the door closed with his foot. He grabs his belt to start undoing it when a voice calls his name.

     "Solomon?! What are you doing?!"

     He looks up and over to the shower, to see you. Already naked, in the shower, and in the middle of washing your hair. He tries to hold your gaze, but his eyes falter and flicker down to the rest of your form for a second. He had forgotten you were in here.

    He laughs, thoroughly embarrassed for the first time in a while and brings his hands up to rub at his shoulder in an apologetic gesture, "S-Sorry, sorry. I...I uh...forgot you were in here..."

    "Where else would I be?! Now get out! Shoo!"

     Solomon doesn't need to be told twice.

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[coryosmin]

omgomgomg sitting on thg character's faces hcs 🤭🤭 PLSS ( i beg you to write this with peeta mellark and then whoever else suits your fancy 🙏🙏🙏 )

mdni | nsfw content!

usually i start with writing coryo but i will start with Peeta on this fine day (pls it’s 2 am)

peeta - i think he would suggest it. he just wants you to feel good. so you guys would be in your bedroom. he’d be laying flat on the bed, without pillows. and you’d hover over him, naked. you’d be facing the headboard while your cunt was hovered over his face. “come on, baby. you can sit.” he’d murmur softly, his blue eyes looking up at you. it would definitely take some coaxing but you would eventually sit on his face and he would immediately wrap his arms around your thighs to hold you in place. he would eat you out with precision and definitely not sloppily. he’d want you to grip his hair as he used his tongue on your cunt, licking and sucking on your clit. and you would definitely be cumming within ten minutes.

coriolanus - THIS MAN WAS SCULPTED WITH A FACE TO BE SAT ON OKAY. it would take no convincing to let you sit on his face. in fact, neither of you would suggest it. you guys would be on his bed, naked, about to have sex when he just grips your hips and pulls you to his face. you barely have time to react when he’s literally smothering his face into your cunt. HE IS SO SLOPPY WITH IT TOO. he will moan as he eats you out, would stick his tongue in and out of your hole, suck your clit, rub your clit on his nose. he will literally get so pussy drunk. he loves eating you out because it gives him the gratification that only he can make you feel so good. he loves the feeling of your wet lips on his face and the clenching of your thighs when you cum. it makes his mind so hazy and euphoric.

sejanus - this boy right here would ask you in the most adorable way. you guys would honestly probably just be studying in his bedroom or something and he would look at you with such loving eyes. like he would look as though he was thinking about how much he truly loved you when all of a sudden he just goes “can you sit on my face?” in such a soft and loving tone. and who are you to say no? so fast forward to like five minutes later, the two of you stripped from your clothes and he’s underneath you. you’re facing the rest of his body, your cunt on his face. and he guides your hips to ride his face. to use him for your own pleasure as he uses his tongue to please you. and while he does that, you’re jerking him off too.

finnick - for him, i don’t think he’s the type to let you sit on his face often. don’t get me wrong he will absolutely devour your cunt. but he usually likes to do it kneeling in front of you. so you would have to ask him if you could sit on his face. and he can’t deny his beautiful princess now can he? finnick would simply just obey as you’re both on the couch. he would lay down completely as he waited for you to sit on his face. and when you do, he is completely and utterly eating you out. you have to refrain from pulling finnick’s hair as he’s just gripping your thighs so hard against him as he literally makes out with your cunt so aggressively. you’re literally cumming in seconds and it’s fabulous.

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[hopeluna-archived]

Lay a little love on me! | Obey Me!

Synopsis: the Obey Me! characters when you're feeling needy

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Diavolo

CW: suggestive but no nsfw content

M.list

✘Lucifer

"Lucifer, are you done?"

The said demon sighs, with a hint of a smirk, when he hears your question. A question you had asked 10 times in the last 5 minutes.

"Just a few more minutes, darling"

"That's what you said a few more minutes ago...." Lucifer could hear you mutter under your breath with a pout. You didn't mean to be so....needy but what were you supposed to do when Lucifer had been practically ignoring you for the whole day and instead choosing to focus on his work.

Lucifer had to hold back a smug chuckle when you twisted and turned, all pouty and furrowed eyebrows as you scrolled away on your D.D.D. He wouldn't deny that seeing you like this, so starved of his attention, didn't make him feel cocky.

"Come here." A simple command, one that you followed hastily thinking it would be to help him with work, which would mean getting it done faster. What you didn't expect was for Lucifer to firmly, but gently, pull you down to straddle his lap. "Good now?" Lucifer smirked when you nodded, although surprised but happy, snuggled more close to him, his hand resting a little bit too up on your thigh.

He was definitely not going to get all his work done.

✘Mammon

Mammon almost jumped out of his skin in terror when you practically pounced on him as soon as he entered his room, latching onto him so close, hands ready to wander.

"M-MC, what are ye doing?"

"Missed you today" his face felt like it was burning when you started peppering kisses on the column of his neck, "so busy", a kiss, "all", another, "day", and again another kiss accentuated by every word. At that point, Mammon's head was surely going to explode at how lightheaded it felt when you whispered a 'need you' in his ear.

Mammon had been out all day today, courtesy of Lucifer making him work several shifts as a punishment and a way to pay back all the money he had spent away gambling the other week. You had been too busy at RAD with the student council too and so you couldn't even catch a glimpse of him properly without being swept away to look into another issue.

This had undoubtedly left you hot and bothered as it was rare to not see you two attached at the hip.

Mammon didn't say anything, instead choosing to lead you to the bed, falling over you with a grunt as he started nipping desperately at the crook of your neck. He could never say no to you now, could he?

✘Diavolo

You were slowly starting to get bored of the gala. The chatter of the people fading into the background as white music, the annoying kind of white noise. You would rather much have stayed in bed with Diavolo or maybe even a nice walk outside, the weather was certainly pleasant today.

Speaking of the demon, not that he had been neglecting you but he was defintely too preoccupied with his guests. Normally it wouldn't have bothered you, he is the future king of devildom, you understand that he has responsibilities.

Its the amount of women and men throwing themselves at your lover when you were right there, Diavolo's arm around you. All so eager to please the royal with their sweet complements and praises. All that Diavolo took with a smile, as he had to.

Your patience, which was already hanging by a thread, snapped when a certain demon was getting a bit too touchy to be considered appropriate. Taking Diavolo's hand in yours in a tight grip, you promptly proceeded to lead him away from the crowd to a quiet hallway just beside it.

"MC, are you alrig- " Diavolo was startled to say the least when you pulled him down to kiss you with such fervour. No matter how unexpected this was, he was definitely not complaining about the change of events, his face had already started to hurt from having to keep up a smile with even the not so pleasant guests.

When Diavolo pulled you more into him, the kiss getting deeper and more languid, you really hoped that somehow the demon from before had accidentally ventured out in the hallway to make it known to them who Diavolo really wanted.

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