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pandoraslxna · 1 year

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I need to hear about him w his retractable dick, okay just imagine it sliding out for the first time slapping onto the readers stomach with a little thud for the first time and you’re both like???? wth???? Kinda cool kinda weird lmao— Kinda hot but really odd BAHAHHHAHSHA

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Jake Sully x female reader, minors dni 🔞

Jake has always been a good kisser. And now that he was ten feet tall (and blue), making out with him was even more of a rush. You felt consumed by him, his lean body almost caging you in as he hovers over you, not putting his full weight on top of you, because he was scared to crush you. His hands, so much bigger now, were roaming over your body, grabbing every inch of soft and familiar flesh they could reach.

It’s funny, really. That the two of you couldn’t even wait for him to get used to his new avatar body, no, not even his checkups could be done properly because he was out of that door in the blink of an eye and the first thing the both of you had in mind was this. Sure, you were both grown adults but you acted like nothing more than just two horny teenagers, that only recently discovered the opposite gender.

One of his hands slides past the hem of your top, lifting it, and then finds your breast. He gropes and kneads the plump flesh, and when his thumb and index finger close around one of your nipple and tug on it, you can’t help but mewl against his lips.

And then you feel it.

With a soft thud, something warm and hard slaps against your lower stomach. Both of you break the kiss, a thin string of salvia being the only connection of your lips that is left, before it parts too. You and Jake both look down on your bodies and then your eyes widen at the unusual sight.

"Well, that’s… that’s new." You struggle with finding the right words, while trying your best not to offend Jake. But truth be told, you’ve never been in a situation like this before and this was the last thing you’ve expected to happen with his new body. There was some sort of sheath, right there on his crotch, where his cock came out from and now rested heavy on your lower belly. You could feel it twitch, warm and hard and even after several blinks in an attempt to clear you sight, you still couldn’t believe your own eyes. His avatar body really had retractable genitals. What the hell.

On the soft skin of your abdomen, reaching up until it almost touched your navel, laid his dick. And that came from inside his body? No way. Not to mention the sheer size of it, jesus christ, Jake could easily rip you in two like this. The skin of his cock was a shade of blue lighter than the rest of his body. It was shiny with what you assumed was some kind of natural slickness, maybe for protection, maybe for lubricant. You didn’t known, but you were eager to find out.

"Oh", Jake simply says, but he sounds equally as surprised as you were, "So that’s how it works."

Your fingers twitch, itching to touch it, to learn the differences by every sense you possessed, to know how sensitive it was and feel its weight in your palm, on your tongue, buried as deep inside you as it could reach. Which was definitely going to be very deep. The realization alone made you feel a little uneasy but you could also feel heat pool from your core and smear between your clenched thighs. When you finally manage to tear your gaze off of his alien cock to look back up at Jake, he swallows thickly.

"Do you, uhm, still want to… ?"

"Oh absolutely. Bring it on, big boy."

#jake sully x reader smut #avatar 2 #avatar #avatar the way of water #avatar way of water #awow #jake sully #jake sully x reader #jake sully x you #jake sully x y/n #jake sully x female reader #･｡ﾟ☆: *my works* :☆ﾟ.

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choixpeaudirectory · 4 days

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Meghan Roche

Née en 2000, aux USA (origines : américaines)

crédits avatars : 1. @its-salvia 2. @insomniaragged 3. @claairdelune

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#femme #f. brune #f. amérique nord #f. yeux bleus #2000 #f. 2000

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msclaritea · 1 year

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“Is a God to live in a dog? No! but the highest are of us. They shall rejoice, our chosen: who sorroweth is not of us.” —The Book of the Law, II:19

"It was soon after, in my early thirties, that I entered all the way into my own “God complex.” Like Crowley, I was convinced I was an avatar of Lucifer/Horus whose task was to bring about the liberation of humanity (Crowley having botched the job). Compared to what is known of Crowley, my own “embodiment” of, or possession by, this God-complex was relatively mild. At its peak, I was taking weekly doses of the powerful hallucinogen salvia divinorum and smoking a fair bit of marijuana and tobacco (but no alcohol or cocaine). I belonged to no occult fraternities, secret societies, or intelligence organizations. I had not channeled a scripture which I believed to be the Word of the New Aeon, nor had I undergone any initiation rites. While a small group of young people saw me as a shaman and hung around me for hallucinogenic ritual parties, I had no followers as such, and certainly nothing to compare to L. Ron Hubbard, Jack Parsons, or Tom Driberg for disciples. All in all, as an environment for ego inflation, my own experience was less than a tenth of what Crowley underwent, over the fifteen or so years leading up to his infamous sojourn in Cefalù. Yet even in such a relatively mild state of archetypal possession, I discovered I was capable of things that are painful to recount..." Jasun Horsley, The Vice of Kings: How Socialism, The Occultism and the Sexual Revolution Engineered A Culture of Abuse

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bloodmoon-bites · 2 years

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The Moon's Shadow|:| Khonshu x reader|:| Chapter 4 (NSFW)

Warnings: 18+ content, PiV sex, Oral (f receiving), fingering, swearing, violence, mentions of murder, mentions of knives

Summary: You are the reincarnation of the god of shadows (yes I am aware that kek exists but for sake of this fic, kek does not, and you are in his place), you had a past with a certain moon god. A past you were certain was left there, but when you run into him and his avatar you’re pulled into an adventure that you are sure you’re ready for. Who knows how it’s going to go, let’s see if you two can stand each other long enough to get done what needs to be done.

Word count: 1k+ Info: Y/N = your name Y/G/N = your god name

N/N = nickname

F/C = favorite color

E/C = Eye colorH/C = hair color E/D = Energy drink of choice ________________________________________________________________

“Sounds good to me, my god”

2nd person? 1st person? 3rd person? Idk anymore lol

Khonshu climbed onto your body placing small kisses on youir collarbone, trailing up their neck to your jaw. He pulled away slightly to see the half-lidded eyes and the slightly parted lips. He leaned down to connect his lips to yours, he ran his hand down to their chest, a thumb brushing over the scar that laid just under the left side of your chest. You let out a small moan into the kiss, wrapping your arms around his neck, and deepening the kiss. You slowly drug your tongue along his lower lip, he quickly let his mouth fall open and he allowed his tongue to slip into your mouth, his tongue intertwining with yours.

His hands ran over your sides as he settled between your thighs, one of his hands moving over to one of your wrists, moving the hand above their head and the hand quickly grabbed the other, holding both above your head. He slowly pulled away, breaking the kiss, a single trail of salvia connecting them as he slowly moved down to your neck, settling under your jaw, nipping the skin connecting it to your neck, placing small, opened mouth kisses to the soft flesh of your neck, pulling light sighs from your mouth. Your wrists wiggling under his grip, small moans and whines coming from your mouth, trying to close your thighs to get some friction between them. A small chuckle came from the deity above them as he slowly began trailing kisses down their body. Khonshu moved his hand down their body, running two fingers over the top of their folds, slowly pushing past them, gathering the slick on his fingers before slowly rubbing circles on their clit.

A few sharp moans escaped from your lips as the deity placed a few more circular motions to your clit before slowly dragging his fingers down, pushing them into your wet heat. You felt your breath hitch and a small shaky moan escaped them. Khonshu moved to your ear, letting out a small but deep chuckle into your ear as he moved his fingers in and out, pulling more small moans from you

“Mm~ good girl~,” he said nipping the lobe of your ear, before placing a small bite right behind it. He slowly trailed kisses and nibbled down your body before stopping right above your clit. He looked up at you before placing a small kiss on it, the sudden feeling eliciting a gasp from you and a small string of moans following behind when his mouth wrapped around it. He began sucking on your clit as his fingers began moving faster. He quickly replaced his fingers with his tongue, moving it in and out. He pulled your legs onto his shoulders, pulling you closer. His nose touched your clit, sending you over the edge and causing you to cum. Your body began spasming as he helped you ride out your high, before eventually pulling away from your heat and climbing up your body You looked up at him as he smirked from above you, “ready my love?” he asked rubbing your cheek with his thumb. You gave him a small nod, and that was all he needed before he was guiding his cock to your entrance. He slowly slipped in, letting you adjust to him once again. Only after you bucked your hips in anticipation did he really start moving. He began with a slow and surprisingly soft pace. He placed soft kisses to your neck, holding and rubbing your right thigh with his left hand, using his right to support himself. “Please, faster~” you said with a slight sigh of pleasure. He began speeding up the pace before settling at a fast, brutal pace. He bit down on your neck, the sounds of your moans and the sounds of skin against skin filled the room. He placed bites and kisses around your neck, leaving hickeys and teeth marks all over your neck. You gripped onto the sheets, your legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer. You began thrusting your hips with him, finding your own matching pace. His hand on your thigh snaked down to your clit, rubbing circles onto it. He could feel you getting tighter as his own thrusts began becoming sloppy “Mm~ getting close are-” he let out a small groan as he continued, “are we?” You could only respond with an unintelligible response covered by a loud moan, as your climax began approaching. Within seconds that knot inside your stomach formed and just as quickly snapped causing you to clamp down on him, hitting your high and causing him to hit his high as well. He slowed down his movements as he helped the two of you ride out your highs before pulling out and lying beside you. He placed a small kiss on your forehead and pushed your H/C hair out of your face

Before sitting slightly after letting his body calm down, “let’s get cleaned up hm?” TIME SKIP After you two got showered and cleaned up you had gone to marc/steven’s room and knocked on the door, gathering them two, not bothering to question the absolute mess their room was in and why the mirror was broken. The three of you left to wander the streets of Egypt looking for intel and Harrow. You and marc had asked around, before finding a small gang of harrows followers and were currently chasing someone for the intel. Only to run into harrows men killing your informant. Instantly a fight broke out. Two (2) of the men ran to marc and one ran at you. Your robes wrapped around your body as you attacked the man infront of you. He went to stab you, to which you dodged only allowing him to lightly graze your arm as you quickly shot around to grab his wrist and twist the knife out of his hand and threw him into the wall before running to help marc. You pried one of the men off him, giving the man a better chance. You knocked the man you had pulled off marc out and looked over to marc who had seemed different, the man in his hand, dead. You looked at him as you saw him seemingly change personalities and become marc again. He seemed confused “You okay there Marc?” you asked as your mask fizzled away “I don’t know, Y/N…” he said looking into a piece of broken mirror, looking to steven who was just as confused as him. Taglist: @wlfia @prophecyflame @1storminsummer @beautifulweaselranchgarden @urleftball @poeticine @strangersomeone @sporadicoafshepherdpainter-blog @memento-mora @acceptedbyace @instantalien @maggotqu33n @ekkomorningstar @cbloodmarch @pickle-rick-y @lo0nylexi

#khonshu #khonshu x reader #khonshu x you #moon knight #moon knight x reader #Bloodmoon-writes

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voltagesmutter · 4 years

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Beelzebub - O, S. Avatar of gluttony

*Ha, first time nerves for doing ObeyMe!*

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

The avatar of gluttony has an insatiable hunger, not just for food but you. And when he’s hungry, oh boy is he hungry.

Laid flat against the study wooden table, the table where you and the others including Lucifer feast every meal, legs thrown over the broadened shoulders of Beelzebub as he kneels upon the floor. The cotton panties you had worn, now ruined from wetness, dangled off one of your ankles before falling to the floor from the tremor in your legs.

“Beel,” Half whimper, half scream, completely inhumane as the flicker of his tongue over your clit again and again sends your mind into a foggy-haze overload. You weren’t sure how long you’d been in this position: minutes, hours, days. All you could focus on how good he felt between your thighs, lapping at you with each swipe of his slightly scaled tongue like a ravenous man with a hot meal.

“Oh fuck… Oh god… Oh Beel,” Tears finally spilling, his lips suckling at your clit, rolling the budding nub between gentle teeth and tongue, burning eyes of purple peering up to watch you wither. Two large palms gripping your ass to keep you anchored, back arching fully of the table, hands gripping on the ebony horns for some grounding but the motion causing him to delve deeper. His thick tongue already eagerly waiting to lap another release as you pulsed with a strangled cry, his chin, mouth and nose coaxed in a sticky sheen of your essence and his salvia.

After what felt a lifetime he pulled back, hungrily licking his lips to admire the sight of you a boneless mess, legs twitching slightly to feel the air against your over-stimulated cunt. Wetness seeped from you, pooling in a glossy puddle atop of the table, chest heaving with pure exhaustion.

“Hmm… I hope your not worn out yet,” Light kisses pressed down from your knees making their way up your thigh, “I’m still hungry,”.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Don’t let the fact this boy will eat you out of house and home make you think he’s got no stamina. He’s one of the most physically fit amongst the brothers, beneath that black t-shirt lies sculpted abs and taunt muscles, how you’ll never know because it was only yesterday you watched him devour a whole roasted snake for four people in one sitting.

And when he’s in heat it only gets worse, he goes all day and night, only breaking for you to rest but he’ll most likely be jacking off a couple of times either beside you or in the shower.

Eye’s glowing, horns almost pulsing from the tip to base, wings flaring behind him as he grips the curve of your waist tighter pulling you back to be fully impaled onto his cock. The groan he makes with his head thrown back sends tremors across the room, the vibrations sending mis-laid objects on his desk clattering to the floor. Sweat drips from his forehead, down his slender neck before rolling down that defined six pack as he leans back on his knees ensuring to hit that angle deep inside you that makes you clench tighter every time. Each time the waves of pleasure crash down on you, orgasms melting from one straight into another, his release follows but he’s still standing erect and ready inside you. He doesn’t stop, not until that incurable hunger is fulfilled or until you're a babbling, drooling mess withering beneath him.

ABC’s masterlist here

#abcs of sex #obey me #obey me beel smut #obey me beelzebub #obey me beelz #obey me smut #beelzebub x mc #shall we date obey me #obey me beel #obey me beel x reader

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nyc-looks · 4 years

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Salvia Parma Ham

"We are an art and design duo working under the alias Nullo. Our work investigates posthuman digital tribalism, agender avatars, and the feedback loop that affects every-day experience. We are in New York to host our goth party Wraith. Salvia is wearing boots by Demonia and a custom-made ba by Riri Fukuju. Ham wears a coat by Ann Demeulemeester and shoes by Gareth Pugh.”

Nov 29, 2019 ∙ Lower East Side

#street style #new york #salvia #nullo #parma ham #nyc looks #demonia boots #Ann Demeulemeester #gareth pugh #riri fukuju

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its-salvia · 30 days

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#leah halton #leah halton avatars #avatars #salvìa avatars #400*640 #rpg avatars #faceclaim #salvia #female #australia

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gray-morality · 3 years

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2021-09-06 6. Avatar Warning: Drug usage A few things had gone missing in the Elkhound lodge since Fakhri’s arrival; a few cushions, a spare blanket, a book or two and maybe one or two (actually more than five) bottles of spirits. Ah yes, and one ashtray. The old viera had taken Nikola’s words to heart and didn’t set foot in his quarters, nor did he attempt to sleep in the middle of the lodge. Nothing was said about the restroom though. That last stall being bigger than the others, he had no trouble setting up a makeshift bed right beside the toilet, the top of the reservoir serving as a perfect shelf to store his bottles and other accessories. Satisfied, Fakhri closed the curtain and set an empty bucket and a mop right in front of the curtain, hopefully discouraging anyone from using the last stall. He’d been around the lodge, had set up his ‘quarters’... maybe it was time to work a little. Nikola had bid him to look into the strange hauntings rumored to happen frequently in the establishment. … … … He couldn’t come up with any bright ideas. But a smoke always helped. A grin appeared on his lips and he began to pat his clothes until he retrieved what he was looking for, his expression triumphant. His last joint of salvia! From a small leather pouch at his belt, he grabbed a lighter and his oracle deck and sat directly on the wooden floor - not forgetting to open the window a crack; Nikola would have his ass if the place reeked of the stuff. The torn piece of paper and dried leaves was lit and he took a long inhale, exhaling the smoke slowly, as if savoring every second the hallucinogenic substance filled his lungs. Before the effect of the drug kicked in, he removed his cards from their box, shuffled the deck a few times and closed his eyes. Only when he had his question in mind did he draw a few cards and placed them before him in a specific spread, leaving the remainder of the deck aside. The lit joint was hanging at the corner of his lips and, with hands finally free, he picked it up again between two fingers, drawing in another long inhale of smoke. He could already feel the salvia doing its work - no wonder this plant was sometimes referred to as Diviner’s sage. Before him were laid 3 cards face down. “Alright… the source of it all, the current situation, and how to deal with it.” The viera mumbled. The first card was flipped. THE CREATOR “The fuck.” Fakhri exclaimed to no one in particular. Yet he kept talking. “What do you mean it’s always been there? There’s a mass grave of some cultists under the lodge or some shit? Mmmm maybe some weird enchanted pieces of shit artefact? Heard quite a lot of stories about those.” Another puff of smoke. The cards seemed to shimmer with an unnatural light while the shadows around him grew. The next card. ANCESTORS Just as Fakhri flipped the card, he barely had time to register what it was that the image of the woman, her feet linked to the soil by a multitude of roots, began to shift. The usually blank face took on features, namely a strange tattoo that felt familiar. Picking up the card, he looked at it more intently, until the small figure opened her eyes! With a yelp, Fakhri threw the card on the floor and pushed himself back until he hit the flower planter. Funny enough though, his Diviner’s sage was still hanging at his lips, though there wasn’t much left of it. “What in the Seven fucking Hells does that mean?” He ‘replied’ to the card, probably too loud as well; Hopefully no one was walking outside in the corridor. With a shaking hand, he picked up the card again but the visage was gone. Letting out a sigh, he threw the card on the floor, this time discarding it. It made no sense… this card made no sense at all. At least not in this context… It felt like something was interfering with his reading. Another long inhale… and he blew out the last of the smoke. What remained of his joint was squashed in the ashtray and he let the back of his head rest against the flower planter, closing his eyes momentarily. Only one more card… should he flip it? Would there

be any sense in it? Resigned to finish this weird reading, he opened his eyes again - The room was filled with the shriek of a scared rabbit! “OSCHON’S HOLY FUCKING BALLS!!! I- i- i-it’s y-you! I saw you, I fucking saw you! Y-yesterday! W-w-what in the Seven Hells are you?!” And here she was, the strange woman floating a few ilms above the floor, the air around her so cold it made the windows frost over. She was pale, blue hued even, and those markings on her face were unmistakable. Fakhri had sprung up and was trying to get away from her, alas the only thing behind him were a flower planter and a window. “STAY THE FUCK AWAY!” He cried out but the ‘ghost’ didn’t care and she just came ever closer. He could feel the frost digging into his skin now and his sweat turning to ice on his very brow. Why couldn’t he do anything? He had more courage than that, usually. He had many spells he could call forth. Somehow, he’d forgotten them all. But then she stopped. Her ethereal visage turned downward, to look upon the last card which had been flipped, probably caused by the shifting in temperature and the wind it generated. Upon the card was drawn a snake of black with rose gold outlines. She stared at it a moment and then her very presence shifted and contorted, her movements erratic and definitely not human. Blinking, her form went further and further away in the room until she disappeared completely. The temperature returned to normal, the frost leaving the walls and windows, and Fakhri took in a deep breath before his legs gave under him and he crashed to the floor. “What the fuck just happened?”

#FFxivWrite2021 #FFxivWrite #Fakhri Man'tik #Sakura Heishi #Keiko Heishi #Thank you for letting me use her #tw drugs

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medusa-rpg · 3 days

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Witchcraft aesthetic RPG avatars

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mammonspeanut · 4 years

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“You are such a good little angel, Simeon.”

Nsfw 18+, praising, orgasm denial, dirty talk, bullying, anal, oral,

It had been a few days since Simeon hurt MC for the first time. He couldn’t stop thinking about the excitement, the rush he had felt after hearing them cry out in pain. The most important thing was that Simeon couldn’t stop thinking about Asmodeus. The way his breath tickled his skin, how he felt himself shiver as Asmodeus whispered into his ear, praising him for the good job he had done.

Simeon clenched his fists as he thought back to the way Asmodeus’s hands felt as they slipped into his pants, elegantly wrapping themself around him while he felt Asmodeus’s tingling breath on his neck. Sitting in class he looked over at Asmodeus who had been talking to some lower demons, flashing his bright smile as he laughed. Asmodeus twirled a strand of hair around his newly manicured fingers as his eyes flicked over to Simeon, taking his breath away. Simeon quickly looked down at the book that was laying open in front of him. He knew his thoughts were impure, but Asmodeus was the only one among demons and angels who could make his heart flutter. After waiting for a few minutes he looked back up only to be greeted with Asmodeus standing beside him.

Leaning down he whispered into his ear “What a naughty little angel. You shouldn’t be thinking about those things during RAD,”

“I don’t know what you are talking about,” Simeon replied confidently as he folded his hands in his lap.

“Oh, Simeon.” Asmodeus moaned, “I’m the avatar of lust, I can smell you a mile away in a sandstorm. If you want to have a treat, you’ll have to earn it.” Asmodeus whispered, pressing his soft lips onto Simeons cheek before leaving.

“I’ll have to earn it,” Simeon repeated, feeling a twitch in his groan as he remembered what Asmodeus had whispered the last time.

“Look at you squirm for me Simeon, come on don’t be shy. I want you to cum for me sweetheart,”

“But Asmodeus, everyone can see me”

“Don’t worry about them, my angel, be a good boy and moan for me.”

“ngh.. As-Asmodeus.. ngh harder please..”

“ Mh.. yes look at you, you are doing such a marvellous job.I am so proud of you,”

Trying to calm the erection he had, Simeon quickly got up and left the classroom heading to the restrooms. Finally arriving, Simeon checked each stall to make sure he was alone before locking himself in the last one. Quickly dropping his books on the floor, he pulled down his pants only to look down at his erection.

“Oh god Asmodeus what have you done to me.” Simeon whispered as he bit down on the inside of his cheek.

Slowly wrapping his hand around his shaft, he began to roughly jerk it. Feeling himself tense up, he inhaled deeply as he squeezed his hard cock as tight as Asmodeus did. His breath becoming heavier, he quickly found himself quietly moaning Asmodeus name until a knock at the door startled him.

Quickly pulling his pants over his erection, he unlocked the door only to be greeted with the familiar face of Asmodeus.

“How-” Simeon gasped.

“I told you, I can smell you.” Asmodeus teased.

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” Simeon replied, pushing himself past the petite demon to the sinks.

“Oh, I know you do. But to make my statement earlier absolutely clear. No orgasm without my permission.” Asmodeus cooed as he stood behind Simeon, slowly sliding his hand down to his erection.

Simeon watched Asmodeus’s hand wander downwards in the mirror, gripping onto the edge of the sink he closed his eyes hoping to feel Asmodeus hand. Yet his wishes weren’t heard and by the time he opened his eyes Asmodeus was gone.

Throughout the morning Simeon tried time and time again to slip away and paw at his throbbing erection yet, every time Asmodeus seemed to know where he was. Exhausted and in need of relief Simeon began to look for MC. He didn’t want to do this but he had to, he had to have Asmodeus touch him. Suddenly spotting MC at the end of the hall, Simeon quickened his step.

“Hey MC!” Simeon called out before pushing MC to the ground a whimper escaped them as they collided with the wall behind them. Simeon felt his erection twitch as he heard the satisfying whimper of MC.

“Y-You know when I saw that sex tape of yours I felt disgusted. I’ve never thought seeing a human naked would make me want to puke and then you moaning my name. As if I would fuck a cunt that smells as bad as yours.” Simeon barked as he spat on to MC. Spotting Asmodeus, Simeon quickly left the scene in search for an empty classroom.

“Finally” Simeon sighed as he closed the door behind him. Catching his breath, removing his gloves, he let his fingers gently glide over the fabric covering his groin. Buckling under his own touch, Simeon whimpered. Slowly slipping his hand into his pants, he carefully touched the tip of his cock, pre-cum already coating it as he bit his lip. Finally ready to relieve himself, he pulled his pants down once again, waiting a moment, hoping no-one would interrupt him. Smiling to himself, he spat into the palm of his hand before wrapping it around his throbbing cock.

“F-Fuck.” Simeon moan out as he grabbed onto a desk behind him “Why does this feel so good?” He hissed as he squeezed his cock tightly before thrusting into his fist.

“I see you are having fun over there.” Asmodeus teased as he stood in the doorway.

“I-I did what you wanted,” Simeon panted as he looked sadly at Asmodeus approaching him.

“Yes, you did. You did a wonderful job too.” Asmodeus giggled as he had his eyes focused on Simeon’s twitching cock.

“P-Please just-” Simeon began.

“Shhh.. See, me praising you make you happy,” Asmodeus hushed Simeon as he touched the tip of his cock. Gently removing Simeon’s hand, Asmodeus wrapped his hand around Simeon’s cock. “Tell me what you want.” he teased as Simeon began to mindlessly thrust into his fist.

“A-As-” Simeon stammered before Asmodeus asked him again after leaning in close.“I-I want to cum...for you,” Simeon breathed as Asmodeus tightened his grip. Satisfied by the empty look on Simeons face, Asmodeus smiled.

“How cute. You do look so pretty when you cum for me. But I want to play with your first.” Asmodeus teased before getting on his knees. As he slowly licked over Simeon’s slit he grinned at the sound of him hissing under his touch.

“You taste so good. Such a good, good boy.” Asmodeus murmured as he let his tongue glide over the shaft of Simeons pulsating cock.

“P-P-Please Asmo..” Simeon begged, sinking his hands into Asmodeus hair.

“No, No you do not call the shots my gorgeous angel. I do understood?” Asmodeus sternly said as he looked up at Simeon pleading him to continue with his eyes.

“B-But” Simeon stammered frustrated before giving in “Y-Yes Asmodeus.”

“There we go. Not that hard, was it?” Asmodeus purred, making Simeon’s cock twitch once more in his hands.

Once again Asmodeus slowly let his tongue glide from the base of Simeons dick to the tip before he wrapped his lips around it. Simeon groaned out loudly as Asmodeus twirled his tongue around him, sucking gently before taking his cock deep down his throat. Simeon began to thrust into Asmodeus mouth, whimpering at the gagging sounds of Asmodeus mad and the way it felt when his salvia ran down his cock.

“Look at what you have done, you made a mess.” Asmodeus scolded Simeon as he stopped right before Simeon could climax.

“S-Sorry.” Simeon babbled as he mindlessly pumped his cock as he looked at Asmodeus.

“Look at you my little needy slut. Trying to reward yourself without me allowing it.” Asmodeus scolded Simeon once again, only to see Simeon nod at him with an empty gaze.

“You look so pretty when you look like that, my angel. I just can’t stay mad at you. Do you want your treat?” Asmodeus purred gently, kissing Simeon.

“Y-Yes... please..” Simeon breathed heavily.

Asmodeus plucked out his phone and set it up on the sink next to the tall mirror to record everything before teasingly removing his pants and bending over on a desk that was facing a mirror.

“Come here, then.I want to see your pretty face when you cum.” Asmodeus beckoned Simeon, who promptly followed. Slowly poking against Asmodeus entry while aligning himself, Asmodeus looked up in the mirror. “Such cute little faces you make. I wonder what you look like when you are inside of me. I bet you want to fuck me really hard now, do you?” Asmodeus giggled.

“Y-Yes..” Simeon replied before pressing through the tight muscle and letting out a deep groan. “You feel so good Asmo.”

“Fuck me, you needy little slut.” Asmodeus commanded. Simeon quickly followed Asmodeus demands, slowly thrusting in and out of the small demon in front of him. Feeling the tension buildup, he quickened his pace.

“Oh, God--- ngh...Asmo..” Simeon moaned humping Asmodeus like an animal in heat before reaching around and pumping Asmodeus cock. Cursing loudly each time Asmodeus squeezed him, Simeon found himself mindlessly pumping away to satisfy himself.

“You are my little fuck toy now, aren’t you? Already addicted to fucking me.” Asmodeus teased as he pressed himself back onto Simeon’s cock, his tight hole luring another gasp out of Simeon.

“Yes.. all I want is you”, Simeon grunted before sinking his teeth into Asmodeus’s flesh as he watches Simeon’s reflection in satisfaction. A smile on his lips as he watches the angel lose all sense for sin and mindlessly fucks him. With his entire body weight on Asmodeus, the room was filled with moans and the sound of Simeon's body colliding with Asmodeus’s while he relentlessly pounds into him. Feeling himself get close, Simeon whimpered pleadingly into Asmodeus ear.

“Please let me cum” Simeon begs, tears forming in the corner of his eyes as he gently kisses Asmodeus shoulder.” Please.”

Asmodeus, amused by the view, decided to torture Simeon a bit longer as he felt himself approaching his own climax.

“Fuck me harder, my little princess,” Asmodeus demanded only for Simeon to quickly follow his orders.

Watching Simeon’s expression in the mirror, Asmodeus buckled his hips and moaned. “Cum inside of me. You’ve earned it my sweet little toy.”

Not long after Asmodeus spoke the words Simeon had been longing for he grabbed a fist full of Asmodeus’s hair and roughly pounded his full length inside of him as he growled deeply. With a final jerk he spilled his cum inside of Asmodeus coating his walls with a satisfying groan.Still in trance Simeon continued to thrust a few more times as Asmodeus came and tightened the small muscle around his cock.

Gently pushing Simeon off of him, Asmodeus pulled up his pants and grabbed his phone.

“Please don’t go.” Simeon whined as he looked at Asmodeus getting ready to leave. Turning around, Asmodeus smiled before gently kissing Simeon's lips.

“My sweet little angel, you were wonderful. You are such a good boy and so pretty when you fuck me and cum inside of me.” Asmodeus cooed, closing his belt.

"Can we do this again... soon?” Simeon asked, looking at Asmodeus hopefully.

“Remember what I said treats are only for good little angels.” Asmodeus giggled, leaving the room.

#meanbois #meantalk #au smut #asmodeus x simeon smut #asmodeus x simeon #obey me #n.sfw #poor simeon only can think about fucking asmo #only goal is to nut in that tiny demon #his brain is so empty when he's around him

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choixpeaudirectory · 6 days

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Olivia Grivas

Née en 1999, en Australie (origines : inconnues)

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#olivia grivas #1990 #femme #f. 1990 #f. brune #f. châtain #f. yeux marrons #f. océanie

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cloviaglade · 4 years

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Since my mc Sorrel is getting a lota love and the fun little fic with Niri and Azul is still under works and my mind jumps from idea to idea have a mini fic of Sorrel meeting Satan.

The Hearth of Pandemonium the newest dorm in RAD was for all the human student who use magic. Sorrel one of several residents had little problems getting along with her dorm mates. That was until she notice many of them bringing demons home since they had a pact with them.

She didnt mind the demons... a lot of them were nice or funny or kinda cute.... It was the fact that she was the only one without a pact that bothered her.

She want one too... but not with just any demon. She wanted to at least get along with the demon have a common interest... ya know that sorta thing. She kept and eye out in her favorite places for anyone who is seems to be there as much as she is.

Of course her favorite place was the Devildom library. That would be the best place. A nice sweet demon nerdly demon would be nice. She noticed a blond who was there just as much as she was. She would try with that one.

She didnt approach him until the day they were both in the alchemy lab while classes were out. She was just cleaning up when he came in. She could immediately tell what potion he was trying to make. Maybe she could help.

"You must really not like someone." She pondered instead of introducing herself.

Satan ignored her. Time to show her stuff

"Salvia vulgaris... it's the most important ingredient for the potion your trying to make. You know its strlongest when its fresh instead of dry." Sorrel stated.

"If you know so much about it you should know that it's hard to get here in Devildom..." the demon sighed.

Sorrel picked up the dried herb bundle and with a wave of magic revived the herbs leaving them as fresh as if they were just picked.

"The names Sorrel and I wasnt here." She said as she slid a small piece of paper with her DDD number on it.

The next day she finally got a reply.

[Hey this is Satan.]

[That potion worked so well! Lucifer is doubled over in agony. Even he cant hide the suffering the symptoms are giving him]

[If you are interested I would like to make a proposition. Meet me at the Headless Cafe tomorrow at 3]

Wait... She just helped Satan.... 4th born avatar of wrath....

With a potion...

To cause harm ....

To Lucifer....

#obey me #obey me!#shall we date obey me!#shall we date obey me #shall we date: obey me #obey me fanfic #obey me mc #obey me ocs #obey me oc #sorrel

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just-another-author-i-guess · 5 years

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Cactus juice:

Requested: nope

Warnings: she/her pronounced reader, gross making out stuff

Pairing: Zuko x reader

A/N: you’re a firebender, who joined team avatar along with Zuko. You used to be his personal servant, before he decided to change his fate and you two go way back. You’ve always had a crush on the prince, but never had the courage to tell him about your feelings. Maybe drinking some of Sokka’s cactus juice, will give you the courage?

The warm sun had been baking down on your campsite all day, making you a lot more tired than you would have been. All day, you had been sitting on the same patch of grass, keeping an watchful eye on Sokka, who was currently passed out under a tree. The others had left for the nearby village, to buy food and other supplies, leaving you alone to babysit Sokka.

It seemed like Sokka would be passed out for a while, and you took the chance to take a break from babysitting him. Slowly, you let your tired body drop onto the grass, head resting against the shirt you had taken of earlier, due to the warm weather. You let your eyes close, and your mind wander. And of course it wandered right over to him. Zuko.

Your relationship was strange, it had always been this way. You had known him since you were about 10, being recruited as his personal servant. He had brought you along on his quest to capture the avatar, and you had stuck with him ever since. He was the only one to ever act kind towards you back in the fire nation, and even when he was chasing the avatar, he treated you with respect.

To you, he would always be the kind young man, he was before he was banished, and seeing him doing what’s right again made you happier than you thought was possible. He would always have a special place in your heart. You sighed contently, and let your fingers feel the softness of the grass beneath you. You were just about to drift off into a peaceful sleep, when suddenly-

“Wakey wakey koala bear, time for medicine!” Sokka happily chirped, making you instantly open your eyes and look up at him. He was standing directly over you, with a water bottle between his hands.

“Sokka, what-“ you didn’t get to finish your sentence, as a cold, refreshing liquid was shoved into your mouth, forcing you to swallow. The liquid felt nice down your dried-out throat, and you instantly sat up, reaching for the bottle.

Sokka happily gave you the bottle, whatching you with big eyes as you emptied it. Then the realization sank in.

Shit, what did you just drink?

Before you could ask, Sokka had already ran away, over to the tree he was sleeping by, apparently to start a conversation with it.

You sat completely still for a while, just trying to process what had just happened. Slowly, but surely, your rationality started to slip away from you, and when you heard Sokka call Zuko’s name, indicating he was already back in camp, a deep blush spread across your cheeks.

At the mentioning of the prince, all you could think of was hiding. And so you did.

“y/n? y/n, where are you?” Zuko’s voice echoed through camp, as him and Sokka wandered around in search of you.

“Sokka, are you sure you don’t know where she is?” Sokka only giggled at Zuko’s question, causing the prince to roll his eyes and facepalm, he was completely useless.

“y/n, come on, you were supposed to take care of Sokka,” Zuko said again, this time slightly annoyed, when he still didn’t hear you respond.

Sokka giggled again, “I gave her some medicine!” He giddily exclaimed, and Zuko’s eyes widened.

“You did what?!” The prince yelled, making Sokka flinch slightly.

“Show me, exactly what you gave her,” Zuko demanded, and Sokka reached for the water bottle, which Zuko immediately tore from his grip.

Carefully, Zuko gathered a drop of the liquid on his finger, and lifted it to his mouth, eyes widening even more after tasting it.

“You gave her cactus juice!” Zuko exclaimed, throwing the bottle to the ground, almost breaking it.

“I gave her medicine!” Sokka stubbornly shot back, resentfully walking away over to the tree, to continue his previous conversation.

Zuko facepalmed again, he was considering beating Sokka’s ass at this point, but quickly got distracted when he heard the nearest tent russel.

Finally, he was able to make out your small figure from inside the tent, and sighed in relieve. Quickly, he almost tore the tent open, to reveal you trying to hide underneath a sleeping mat.

As soon as you saw him, the thick blush already covering your cheeks, turned even darker. The possibility of running, crossed your mind but you quickly settled for something else. You wanted to touch him.

Without thinking twice, you made your way over to the prince, and looked up at him from under your eyelashes.

“Uh, y/n?” Zuko nervously asked, causing you to move even closer to him. The thick blush covering his neck and ears, sure didn’t go unnoticed by you either.

“Zuko, you’re very hot.” You stayed bluntly, when you noticed the heavy warmth radiating of off him. Had he always been this hot?

Zuko froze, mind going blank as your words registered. You had never been this blunt before, from a young age you had been taught to never say your opinion outloud, and only talk when being talked to. And even thought the thought saddened him, you still followed these rules.

“y-y/n what are you doing-“ his face turned bright red, as your small hands quickly reached up under his shirt to touch his warm chest.

“Shh, let me touch you, you’re so warm,” you mumbled, intensely focused on the way his muscles tended under your light touch.

Zuko thought about removing your hands for a moment, but decided to leave them, as he decided your touch felt oh so nice on his stomach and chest.

Suddenly, a new idea crossed your mind, and your hands stilled, causing Zuko to look down at you. Zuko thought for a moment you had gained your rationality back, but that idea soon disappeared, when you leaned up and connected your lips with his.

Zuko let out a surprised muffled sound, but relaxed into the kiss, as he decided he rather liked the feeling of your soft lips against his.

A little unsurely and slowly, his hands came down to rest on your hips, as you took a step closer to the prince, arms locking behind his head.

When your chests finally touched, a warmth spread through you, causing you to let out a little whimper into the kiss. Although he was shocked, Zuko took it as an invitation to move closer to you, his hand coming up to cup your cheek.

At the closeness, you let out a mewl, and let yourself press closer to the flustered prince. You let your fingers slip into his dark hair, and slightly tug on it as you arched your back into him, causing him to let a low groan out into the kiss.

You smiled contently, as you felt him pick you up, and push your back against the nearest tree. You quickly locked your ankles behind his back, and pressed even closer to him, face red from the heat that had gathered between to two of you.

A little more forcefully, Zuko glided his tongue against your bottom lip, asking for entrance, which you playfully denied.

At this Zuko growled, and bit down on your bottom lip, causing you to gasp as he slid his tongue in to explore.

You whimpered again, at the foreign feeling, causing Zuko to feel more secure in what he was doing, as he pressed you harder against the tree, pinning you against it with his chest.

When he was done exploring, he slowly pulled away, and you let out a low whimper in protest, but slowly opened your glazed over eyes.

The sight before you, was nothing short of endearing. Zuko was standing oh so close to you, chest heaving, cheeks flushed, lips puffy, hair disheveled and a string of salvia connecting the both of you.

Your blown out pupils, searched his hazy ones as you seductively licked you puffy lips. Gently, you moved your hand up to meet his cheek, his grip on your thigh getting tighter, as you moved in to kiss him again. Right before your lips connected, a screech ran through the campsite.

“Is this what you call ‘taking care of Sokka’?!” Katara yelled, standing a few meters behind you, face red and eyes wide. Slowly, you turned your head to meet her judging stare, with a sheepish smile.

Aang, was holding a hand before Toph’s eyes, who had a shit eating grin, plastered on her face. Aang’s expression matched Katara’s, wide eyes, mouth half agape and a deep blush covering his cheeks.

Almost drunkenly, you removed yourself from a very embarrassed prince Zuko, and made your way over to Katara.

“Katara, it’s not her fault, Sokka gave her cactus juice and-“ Katara cut Zuko off with a sharp glare, and he quickly looked down at his feet, refusing to meet anyone’s eyes, a thick blush covering his face, neck and ears.

You walked up to Katara, without as much as a second thought, you leaned in and whispered “Katara, Zuko is really hot.”

“I-I-y/n, what in the world happened, why are you acting like this?” Katara stuttered, face turning redder by the second.

“He just told you, she drank cactus juice,” Toph popped in, the big grin still plastered on her small face, as she looked over at Sokka, who now was passed out under the tree he had started conversation with earlier.

“And now, Sokka owes me twenty bucks!” She happily exclaimed, making Zuko look up again.

“Y-you mean-“ Zuko sputtered, face even redder than before, and Toph nodded.

“Yep, we made a bet about you and your girlfriend over there, Sokka said you would kiss by next week, I said this one,” at her words, Zuko let out a angry huff, and hurriedly stomped inside his tent, to get away from the embarrassment.

“I guess I’ll stay with you and Sokka until it wears off..” Katara said awkwardly, making you giggle, and Toph grin evilly.

After a good nights sleep, the effects of the cactus juice had just about weared off, much to Katara’s relief, as you had decided to spend the rest of the evening telling her about how hot Zuko was.

When morning arrived, you realized you had to face Zuko again, and you were absolutely terrified.

What if he never wanted to see you again? What if he hated you for embarrassing him?

The possibilities where endless, and you had to stop yourself from biting too hard down on your lips every five minutes.

Ever since your little display, last night, the whole camp had been waiting anxiously for you and Zuko’s reunion.

You hands trembled, as you gently opened the tent he slept in, after having been sent in to wake him by the others.

“Z-Zuko?” You said quietly as you walked in, seeing he was already awake.

“I just wanted to apologize for yesterday, I get it if you don’t wanna see me again and I’m sorry-“ you didn’t get to finish, as you were cut off by a pair of soft lips molding against yours. Zuko’s lips.

Instantly, you relaxed into his touch, knowing he wasn’t going to kick you out or yell at you.

“You know, if it wasn’t for the cactus juice, I would never have realized how much I like you..” Zuko mumbled, resting his forehead against yours. Your heart thumped so loud, you were sure Zuko could feel it against his chest, when your eyes met his.

“I-I think I love you,” he spoke honestly, making you wanna cry, as you hugged him closer.

“Oh Zuko, I love you too!” Your voice was muffled against his chest, and you felt it vibrate as he laughed. This moment was so perfect, it was everything you had waited for-

“Hey lovebirds, breakfasts ready!” Sokka interrupted, poking his head into the tent, and fake gagging at the sight of your love. You giggled, a blush covering your cheeks as you hid in Zuko’s chest.

Confidently, Zuko grabbed your hand, and let you out of the tent, Sokka following closely behind, still making gagging noises.

#i hope this is okay #zuko x reader #atla zuko #avatar the last airbender #avatar zuko #avatar aang #avatar sokka #avatar katara #avatar toph #avatar the last airbender x reader #zuko imagine #i hope my writings are going to be just a little enjoyable

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