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bigfatbimbo · 1 month

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saw ur post ab the vees and i wasn't sure if u wanted nsfw rambles or sfw rambles so like... i'll send the sfw rambles in a separate ask 😭

anywaysss im thinking ab putting them all in their place.... maybe they're all arguing over you or being pissy to eachother in general so you punish them all- seperately ofc, u cant have them getting off in eachothers pleasure bc ik damn well they'd be into watching you fuck someone else especially another one of the vees

i am always willing to rant about the vees🙏🙏🙏

summary — The Vees being humbled by the reader in the form of loose, unprofessional headcanons and vague thoughts.

warnings — dom reader, sub… everyone else, very messy, not proofread, read at the risk of incoherence

a/n — I HATE THEM SO MUCH!! THEY’RE THE WORST!! Let’s as a society fuck them to tears.

So, unpopular opinion, I’ve see a few ideas of being the vees collective lay or ‘plaything’ fucktoy, and the idea is so much more fun with a dom reader.

And i’m saying that objectively too, like not just as a dom reader blog. Because these are three people who make up the worst aspects of society, and lowkey are basically just manipulation tactics personified. Propaganda the trio!

Looking at these cocky assholes, who are the embodiment of what is considered terrible people, and who all have unmatched mathematically impossibly high egos, would it just be so fun to fuck the pride out of them?

Especially, for example, let’s say you’re around a lot and you’ve become a trusted person a good fuck for the Vees. They all have terrible attention seeking tendencies, so it would be safe to assume they’d be all over you.

Vox would be trying to talk to you about whatever particular subject he thinks is most interesting (about himself) to capture your attention, while Velvette would be close to you as well, flicking her phone your direction to show you something she finds funny or hot, but mainly as a subtle power-play to get your attention off Vox and onto her.

Valentino would be much less subtle, of course, by nature. He’d be all up around you, touching you, running his hands along your shoulder blades as he walks past, and probably the type to ‘drop something’ and bend over to flash you his fishnets and panties.

Needless to say, they’re all pissing each other off immensely. Obviously, being short tempered people, this leads to an argument because Velvette was ‘talking to you first’ but Vox had ‘actually important things to say’ and according to Valentino ‘the two of you were boring them out of their minds’ and he had to ‘spice your day up.’

Unfortunately for the Vees, you don’t do your one ‘job.’ Your attention isn’t given to any one of them. Yet. You just simply sit on the couch, scrolling through your phone and flicking through channels. Maybe you even actually leave the tower and go eat out or something.

Of course, until later when you pick them off one by one. And no matter who you decide to fuck senseless first, they will be so obviously loud just to be petty because, after all, you did choose them first. Like they would be being obnoxiously vocal about how ‘full they are’ or how ‘you’re going so fast!’ or some other fake shit like that. It’s honestly a whole show. Now, I feel like fucking all of them at the same time is kind of inevitable, because they’re all deprived horny freaks on the lowkey. (Except for Val it’s very highkey.) But I think there would be little mannerisms that appear on one on one sessions that they would NEVER show during a foursome. For example, Vox’s certain… titles he uses. mommy kink mommy kink mommy kink. Because he would literally die before calling you mommy or daddy in front of Velvette or Val. It’s okay when it’s just you because it’d be easier to be vulnerable around someone he trusts to set his dominance fully aside for.

And like, yeah, the other Vees know he gets fucked just like the rest of them, but it’s simpler for him to keep his illusion of dominance and respect out side of the bedroom, if the more shamefully submissive aspects of himself stayed hidden.

Also, I think Valentinos would have an easier time actually giving into to subbing during one on one sessions. Like yes, he does sub when it’s with you all the time. That’s the point of the fic.

But he’s less of a power bottom, and his flirtatious, incredibly disgusting remarks subside much faster into whimpers and whining.

Because, although less professional than Vox, he does still have an image. And when it’s just you fucking him, his vile horny comments disappear into whines for your attention in no time. Well actually a lot of time, but the point is that they actually do. And similar to Valentinos, Velvette’s confidence when bottoming alone with you is increasingly less apparent. Yea, she’s still bossy and definitely a power bottom, but there’s more of a recognition that she isn’t in charge. Honestly, she’s such a princess I think she’d actually have a very hard time going into subspace, even when alone. Because degradation just pisses her off. Why aren’t you worshipping her like you should be? But then it’s, what the fuck, why aren’t you worshiping her like you should be?? It makes her brat out even harder, which she does show in front of the other Vees, until she’s actually just needy to be pleased and given pleasure, making her twice as whiny. That aspect she does not show in front of the vees. But let’s talk about group sex with the Vees. Probably only used as a severe punishment, or a surprisingly giving reward. I have a very particular scene for the severe punishment aspect, however. So they’ve all been bad, but let’s say, for the sake of specifics to set the scene, Val has been worse. It is still a punishment for Vox and Velvette, but punishing them all to the same extent when Val has misbehaved clearly more would be wrong, would it not? They’re all greedy, selfish assholes, so you’ve concocted the perfect form of torture for your useless brats; they don’t receive anything until they’re good. Especially Val. Velvette has a strap on, so she can’t even feel anything but minor friction when you slide your worked open ass onto the plastic dick and open your legs, exposing your empty pussy to none other than Vox. He eats you out reluctantly, while rutting into the mattress as fast as he could, all while you cockwarm (and sometimes roll your hips to press the strap against her pussy uncomfortably) Velvette. Oh, and where’s Valentino? Tied up in a chair in front of the bed, getting a perfect shot while being totally naked and hard. You have a gag in his mouth too, because otherwise he’d be complaining the whole time. Because that’s just not fair, is it? He does this all day for a living. Seriously, he watches people fuck all day. It was his turn to feel something! And you would only have punished him more if he’d done something about this at work today. (Yikes..) I mean, this sounds like complete and utter bullshit. A lose-lose situation! But, it actually is completely fair. And as you’re receiving all the pleasure, from Velvettes feelingless, fake dick, Vox’s tongue while he humps the bed pathetically, and Val’s whines in complaint, you know the punishment is working. You’ve bothered them behind belief, you’ve hit a spot you knew would leave a message. Because none of the attention is on our poor little trio at all. These naturally selfish, greedy people, have to finally give. And god, they’re becoming more desperate for your attention and praise by the second.

a/n — We all know I love sub Vox. But this opened by eyes to how much I love sub Velvette and Valentino. REQUEST THEM ALL MORE.

Also, Rose, I CAN ALWAYS COUNT ON YOU FOR A FIRE ASF PROMPT.

if this flops im throwing myself out of a window btw

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sweets4dolls · 3 months

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Hii I really like the poly vees x bunny reader and was wondering what their dynamic would be with all 4 of them in bed 👀

Like since reader cuddles up to Velvette a lot, Velvette's the one being all coercive and soothing getting her ready for the boys, maybe getting a taste of Bunny when she's all tired out after the boys are done with her,,

pairing: velvette + fem!bunny!reader

content warnings: smut, somnophilia, oral (f! receiving), mentions of vox and val fucking u, not proofread

notes: YAY VELVETTE SMUT! :3

velvette knows how bad the boys wreck you, but she loves to pick the pieces up.

going into your room, looking at you pretty figure all spent from hours of fucking, all she wants to do is just ruin you a little bit more.

so once she gets in your room, she'd pulling the sheets from your already nearly naked body, not clothed except for one sock and a pair of pink panties that she had made especially for you.

she loves it when you've already been fucked dumb for her, running her slender hands down your tummy to the bands of your panties, slipping her fingers under them and sliding them off, seeing that they were stained with the cum from your latest session with the boys.

In the gloomy lighting of the room, she places a kiss against you glistening cunt before tugging you by your hips closer to her at the edge of the bed, mouth and tongue teasing your slit, resuming sticky kisses against your warm cunt.

as she starts suckling on your clit, you stir awake, ears twitching ever so slightly, as your breathing becoming erratic as you let out high-pitched whimpers as velvette keeps on your clit, mouth covered in your slick.

"v-velvette?" you let out in a whine, making her chuckle as she continues going at your cunt, "m' here bun," she mumbles in her accent as her hands wrap around your thighs, holding you down and holding them apart as you squirm underneath her touches.

still all sleepy, your tousled head lolls about on your sheets as velvette invades your pussy with her tongue and nose bumps against your clit, paired with her fingers that are knuckle-deep in you and pumping vivaciously.

"I know, feels so good, doesn't it bun," she says, almost mocking you as you clench around her fingers irratically, so close to cumming as she finishes you off with a lick at your clit.

that's all it takes to have you cumming, fluids seeping from your pussy as they soak into the sheets and slip into velvette's mouth, her tongue slipping into and across your hole, practically drinking what you've given her.

"even in you're sleep, you're my good lil bun"

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel velvette #velvette #velvette x reader #velvette smut

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tswhiisftteedr · 3 months

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The 3 Vees Masterlist

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ = NSFW ᬊ = SFW ིྀ𖤜໋᳝݊ = Crack 𓈒ིུ𖤛 = Fluff ♬⃝ = Angst

[ ◉¯] The Vees As A Whole [ ◉¯]

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ཐི♡⃟Behave Bitch! :☆Valentino x Bratty!Gn!Reader, Vox x Bratty!Gn!Reader, Velvette x Bratty!Gn!Reader, and Valentino x Bratty!Gn!Reader x Vox ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

You go out of your way to fuck with them and test their patience, and this is how their repercussion would be.

Headcanon + One Shot

Drabble:

ఌ︎ Valentino ఌ︎

One shot:

ཐི♡⃟ཋྀSuper Star Baby~ : ☆Valentino x Bisexual Pornstar!Fem!Readerཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

After meeting you at a restaurant as you work your shift, Valentino became interested in you and your potential as an adult industry star. But what he didn't expected was the feelings he would develop...

| One Shot |

Series:

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⌁ Vox ⌁

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Series:

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ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ + ᬊ What the Tv do? : ☆ Vox General headcanon + Vox x Gn!Reader(Employee!Reader??)ᬊ + ཐི♡⃟ཋྀ

Some general thoughts about the tv man and also his relationship with the ‘reader’. This is silly, this is fun, fluffy and smutty.

| Headcanons + Drabble |

Drabble:

✮ Velvette ✮

One shot:

Series:

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𝐕 Multiple 𝐕

One shot:

Series:

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General Masterlist

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publicenemy212 · 2 months

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Part 2 of Love Potion (dom!Velvette x f!sub!reader)

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

woo boy this ended up a lot longer than i expected! this is Part 2; Part 1 brings more context to the story!

Read Part 1 here

warnings:

not beta'd, porn w/ plot, dubcon, aphrodisiacs, a mix of degradation+praise, edging, oral, strapless dildo, floor sex, power dynamics (boss x employee)

word count: 4611

Also on AO3!

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The grand tower overshadowed you. Neon lights glimmered in the red sky, mixing with the city smog to create a glowing cloud surrounding the already-intimidating building. You weren’t even past those glass doors yet and you could already feel the stifling power emanating from the Vees’ headquarters, choking your breath and your soul.

You took a deep inhale to calm your screaming nerves. All that time you’d spent building a following, perfecting your aura, your looks, your energy: it was all about to pay off. If everything went according to plan, you would be well on your way to living the true high life by the end of tonight.

As you gazed upwards at the top of the building where the three giant V signs blazed, you steeled yourself for the rapidly-approaching meeting with your long time idol.

Ignoring the random sounds of the hellish city behind you, you stepped forward to dial in the callbox next to the locked entrance.

Your nails clacked against the brushed steel of the keypad. After a few moments of static, a voice crackled through the tiny speaker. “V Tower, how may I help you?”

Clearing your throat, you responded, “I’m here for an interview with Velvette.”

A brief moment of silence passed as the concierge fiddled with the door lock controls. A clicking sound preceded the large modern doors sliding open, granting you entrance to the overlords’ abode.

Heart pounding, you swallowed the excess saliva that had formed in your mouth and stepped into the V Tower lobby.

The lobby itself was already lavishly furnished, showcasing wealth and power to no end. The shining tile floor reflected everything as perfectly as a crystal-clear lake, undoubtedly polished and cleaned by the multitude of assistants whose souls were tethered to the Vees’ iron grips. Several potted plants were masterfully placed around the expansive lobby, bringing an air of class and cleanliness that was absent from the world outside these decorated walls. So this was true power. The ability to create and maintain a relatively civilized and clean bubble amidst literal Hell.

As you marveled at the sights, a rather insignificant looking figure approached you. Another poor pest without a soul, you thought, pitying their sorry state. Of course, you couldn’t be as arrogant as you normally were while in the presence of the Vees, so you tried your best to tone your reactions down. Instead of a sneer, you only casted a rather cool gaze down at the sinner. “Yes?”

The sinner shuffled their papers awkwardly and cleared their throat. “Velvette has asked me to take you to her. Follow me, please.”

You nodded once and quickly fixed your clothing, smoothing any wrinkles or rumples that formed during your commute, before following the assistant to an elevator. You made sure to maintain just the right balance of an air of vanity, as was your brand. You certainly could not afford to drop that in front of Velvette. After all, she chose you only based on the image you created of yourself on Sinstagram. Deviate from that, and you might just get yourself dismissed.

It wasn’t too hard, anyway. Your ego was quite large and you wholeheartedly believed yourself to be a god among men, especially when around lowly nobodies like that frail assistant mumbling over their papers. However, you also recognized when you were that weak nobody in comparison to somebody else—somebody like Velvette. In such scenarios, you made sure to act your place. Picking your fights wisely was what got you to success in the first place. Only after you had amassed more power would you even consider biting back.

The elevator dinged as it reached Velvette’s floor. In the corner of your eye, you noticed the assistant shiver briefly. What a loser.

You stepped out of the elevator, taking another deep breath. The air smelled like a clothing store and strawberries and… a tinge of blood. You paid it no mind. Sinners killing other sinners was commonplace. It was even less surprising here, since this place belonged to not one, but three bloodthirsty overlords. As you continued walking towards the center of the room, you discovered the source of the smell: several models, whom you recognized from Velvette’s fashion shows, were torn limb from limb and left strewn across the room. You raised an eyebrow at the sight.

“Hey you! Get your arse over here, I don’t have all day.” A cocky voice sounds from the left end of the room.

That’s Velvette’s voice. No doubt. You instinctively straightened your back and lifted your chin ever-so-slightly as you walked over to meet her.

She was even more intimidating in real life; gorgeous, too, of course. As to be expected from the fashion overlord.

She sat in her director’s chair and tapped away on her phone. As you neared her chair, her eyes lifted from the screen to meet yours before looking you up and down. A smirk crept up onto her face.

“Well, at least you don’t disappoint me from the first impression.”

She stood up from where she sat and slid her phone into her pocket, her skull earrings jingling softly. “You gonna hand me those photos or what?”

You dipped your head. “Of course. Here’s my portfolio.” You reached into your purse to procure a small folder filled with your best modeling shots and handed it to Velvette. She snatched it rudely from your hands and shuffled through the carefully-selected photos with little care. You watched her eyes expectantly, desperate to take note of any hint of emotion.

After a minute, Velvette scoffed, slamming the folder shut and throwing it behind her back. You cringed slightly at her obvious rejection.

“Are you joking? These photos are shit. Did you take them yourself or something?”

You blinked and took a breath. “No, ma’am, I hired a photographer for these images.”

“Really? Then I hope you killed them afterwards, because this work is worse than the pictures I took as a five-year-old.”

Before you could think of something to say, she roughly grabbed your arm and dragged you down the hallway. Bewildered, you simply stumbled along. “Sorry, but where are you taking me?”

“We’re taking new pictures for you. Ones that will actually look professional, instead of whatever dogshit you showed me earlier.”

You bit back your tongue. Though you were no overlord, your power still wholly outmatched most sinners you came into contact with in your day-to-day life. Anybody who spoke to you like how Velvette was speaking to you just now would’ve been killed already. You hated disrespect, but now was not the time to fight. Lashing out would not only mean an end to your career but also to your life. Sure, sinners couldn’t truly die at the hands of another sinner without being hurt with an angelic weapon, but regenerating over the course of two weeks or so was a torturous ordeal you’d rather not go through.

By now, Velvette was intrigued. It wasn’t every day she recruited a new model who could hold their temper against her harsh remarks. Maybe only about 30% of interviewees. However, these were exactly the type of people she needed on her team. She absolutely refused to deal with any bitchy narcissists who thought they could go against her. Which, unfortunately, was the majority. Then again, these people were all in Hell for a reason. She couldn’t really expect there to be many humble sinners out there. No, humble wasn’t the right word: rather, people who knew their rightful place.

Once the two of you entered the photography studio, Velvette reached for her phone and called in one of her assistants to retake your pictures for your modeling portfolio. You waited patiently, unwilling to stir any conflict.

Velvette broke the silence. “Y’know, you’re lucky you’re still here and in one piece. I would have had you sent away after you presented those pictures to me, but that bitch Valentino ripped through a good half of my top models during one of his hissy fits again. Were it not for that, you would certainly not be here!” she declared snarkily, ending her comment with a cocky laugh.

It took everything in you to not roll your eyes. Self-control was, fortunately, one of your strong suits—unbeknownst to you, Velvette was watching your every reaction to her words and actions.

Today had been a slow day for Velvette. She only had her second-rate models to work with, and none of them satisfied her standards for the shoot she had in mind. Of course, now that there was fresh meat well within her grasp, she decided to have a bit of fun with things. Just how far could she push your buttons before you fought back?

The photographer she called finally arrived at the studio. Velvette exited the room without another word, her eyes never leaving her phone screen. All these awfully boring notifications to go through, clients to respond to… leave it to Val to ruin her entire fucking week. Everything had to be pushed back after his latest idiotic tantrum. Velvette groaned as she leaned against the wall.

She opened the camera app and set it to selfie mode. At least her hair and makeup were still perfectly in place. After finding the perfect angle under the hallway lighting, she snapped a few pictures to post on her Sinstagram story.

Suddenly, her screen flashed with an incoming call from Vox. Velvette rolled her eyes, slightly miffed at the interruption.

“What do you want right now? You know today isn’t the best time to be calling me.”

Vox sighed over the phone. “Just letting you know that I’ve placated the pissbaby.” He droned on in a rather exhausted tone.

“Great! Now keep him that way, I can’t afford him storming down here and ruining my next best candidate for the shoot.”

Velvette tapped the red button to hang up the call, mumbling expletives under her breath. Just the thought of Valentino bringing his idiotic rants into her business made her blood boil. You’d think he would be calmer with all those cigarettes he smoked all the time, but that clearly wasn’t the case.

She finished editing and posting her newest selfies to her story before going back to handle all of her unread messages.

After another ten minutes, she barged back into the photography studio. “You’ve taken long enough, let me see those photos.”

The assistant imp meekly stood up and made way for Velvette to look at the digital files on the computer. You stayed in the corner, waiting for Velvette’s next orders, albeit with much more dignity than that trembling imp.

After a few moments, Velvette walked back to the doorway. “Good enough, now scurry along and get those printed.”

The imp didn’t hesitate for a second before taking the laptop and scrambling away, head down the entire time. You found it rather amusing how these lowly assistants didn’t even bother trying to keep their pride intact. Of course, you knew better—you understood how to bow to a stronger power but still respect yourself in the process. You understood the art of keeping an image.

Your self-control didn’t go unnoticed by the overlord in the room. In fact, the entire time ever since you two met face-to-face, she’d been toying with the idea of how to break that carefully curated composure of yours. It would be some much-needed entertainment after the shitty day she’d had.

Velvette stopped at the studio exit and turned to face you. “You. Follow me, I think you deserve a rest after all this work.” She turned around and kept walking without looking back to see if you followed or not. She didn’t need to; from what you’ve shown so far, you were quite the obedient one.

“Of course.” You tailed her down the hallway until she stopped in front of another room. The two of you entered what you soon realized was the company break room. The warm aroma of coffee filled your nostrils and she gestured to you to sit down.

“Coffee or tea?”

“Coffee would be great.”

To your surprise, Velvette poured a cup for you. A rather shocking act of politeness from the overlord compared to all the interactions you’ve had tonight.

She handed you the mug before sitting at the table across from you.

“So tell me more about yourself. Why’d you want to be scouted by my company?”

You stared at her peppermint-like eyes. Her face betrayed no ill will. Taking a sip of the warm coffee, you respond candidly. “Well, I would say I’m quite the catch. I wouldn’t want to join just any random bullshit agency out there. That would be a waste of my talent.”

Velvette smiled amicably. “That’s true. And I did select you for a reason, sweetie. Glad to see you own up to it. I certainly cannot deal with any bitches who either have egos smaller than their dicks or ugly creatures who somehow think they’re the shit.”

As Velvette continued to inquire about your life and goals, you couldn’t help but notice a strange buzz welling up inside of you. You drank coffee every day; you had definitely built a tolerance to caffeine by now. There was no way one cup of coffee was affecting you this strongly.

After the short interview in the break room, Velvette led you back down the hallway into a changing room. Something was wrong. Your muscles trembled ever so slightly, your legs weak with each step you took. Not to mention how you could feel your body temperature rise. Did Velvette drug the coffee? You silently cursed yourself for not realizing that earlier, but it was too late to do anything about that now. You had come so close to realizing your dreams. There was no way you were going to let everything down the drain now.

As she walked you down the hall, Velvette grinned ever so slightly. She almost couldn’t believe you just accepted that cup and drank it without a second thought. How the fuck did you survive for so long in Hell? What a goddamned idiot.

She could tell from the slight twitches in your stride and your face that the Love Potion she had slipped into your drink was kicking in. Now, she just had to see how long it would be before that poise of yours came crashing down.

In the changing room, she riffled through the endless outfits hung up in the walk-in closet to select one of her newest designs for you to try out. You took the chance to sit down and rest your shaky legs. Blood pounded through your ears as if they were drumbeats announcing your advancing demise. You gritted your teeth, determined to tough it out. You had gone through worse before. Fighting against chemicals in your bloodstream was nothing… right?

Doubts began inching up your mind like worms as the effects of whatever drug Velvette fed you only increased. Sweat began to bead up along your brow and your cheeks felt hot to the touch. Worst of all, there was a growing ache between your legs that only seemed to get worse with every second that passed.

You swallowed the saliva that had pooled inside your mouth. Even your vision was starting to blur. Fuck.

Unexpected images of Velvette kissing you and fucking you flashed behind your eyes.

“Hello? Helloooo? Wake up!”

You snapped back to reality to see Velvette inches away from your face. “I’m so sorry, I’m not sure what’s gotten into me,” you uttered weakly before clearing your voice and straightening yourself. “Apologies.”

She scrutinized you for a few moments before leaning back and handing you a pile of clothes. “Well, while you were busy daydreaming about god-knows-what, I’ve been asking you for the past minute if you could wear this outfit.” Your pupils were dilated beyond control. How cute.

You fumbled with the fabrics before standing up to get changed. Yet, to your horror, you felt the coolness of air hitting a wet spot between your thighs. A matching damp mark was on the chair where you were sitting.

Velvette feigned shock and disgust. “What the fuck is that?”

Shame pulsed through your entire body. “I—I don’t know why this is happening, I swear,” you tried to speak with an even voice, failing miserably as your voice croaked in the middle.

Velvette scowled in revulsion. “Well, quit it. You have a job to do right now. I don’t have all day.” She was intrigued. Most people would’ve been reduced to a nonfunctional pile of lust by now, especially at the dosage she gave you. She wondered how much more she could put you through before you finally fell apart.

She exited the room to give you privacy to change into the new clothes. Tapping on the Vmessages app, she decided to give Vox a small update on her newest prey.

Slipped 50mg of Love Potion extract into her drink LOL

The changing room door creaked open and you stepped out, wearing the clothing Velvette chose for you. She turned off her phone and spun around to face you. She circled you like a vulture, her watchful eyes assessing whether the design was acceptable or not. “Not bad. At least it isn’t too far from what I had in mind.”

Satisfied, Velvette beckoned you to follow her back to the photography studio. Your legs threatened to buckle with each step. It took every ounce of your waning willpower to keep a straight face and a normal stride. The world swam before your eyes.

One foot suddenly knocked into the other. You gasped and tumbled to the floor helplessly. Right before you hit the floor, Velvette caught your arm. You panted heavily, a mix of overbearing, unplaced lust and adrenaline pounding through your chest.

She hauled you back upright before glaring at you. “What’s the matter with you?”

You opened your mouth to respond, but no sound could come out. Closing your eyes, you took a deep breath to regroup your thoughts. Just when you thought things couldn’t get any worse, you exhaled, expecting it to be silent—you were just breathing, for fuck’s sake—but your vocal chords were just tense enough to involuntarily generate a soft, needy moan.

Your eyes flew open with horror at your own body’s blatant betrayal. Velvette stared directly at you and raised an eyebrow.

“I take it that you’d like some help right now?” She smirked.

By now, your self-control had dissolved into oblivion. You could hardly even think coherent thoughts anymore. The only thing left on your mind?

You nodded profusely.

To your dismay, Velvette laughed in your face and shoved you forward. “Then that’s too bad. Keep walking, filthy whore.”

You whined, your legs pressing together. You tried to keep walking forward, but you tripped and fell to the polished tiles below not two steps later. Groaning in need, you tried to lift yourself back up, only to fail pitifully. It seemed like your sense of balance had left you as well. Everything felt like getting drunk, only ten times worse and ten times hornier.

Velvette’s heels clacked closer. She bent down and smiled at you. “Looks like you finally broke.”

Your bleary eyes stared back at her in confusion. She scooped you up from under your arms, letting you lean against her for support as she walked you back to the changing room.

Once you two were alone inside the room, she sat you on a bench and locked the doors.

The red-haired overlord returned to stand over your trembling self. She crossed her arms and stared down at you. “How about a deal, hm? I’ll help you relieve this suffering this time, and in return, you give me your soul.” She stuck out a hand.

Her words went through one ear and out the other. Everything was lost on you except for her offer to help you. Mindlessly, you accepted the deal.

You grasped her hand, solidifying the exchange of your soul to her control. Velvette grinned maliciously before leaning in towards you and kissing you.

Purple light and energy flickered in the air surrounding you both. The soul deal was complete.

She lifted you up to make it easier for the two of you to deepen the kiss. Her tongue flicked around inside your mouth, brushing against yours in the process. Her hands gripped the sides of your face as yours snaked around the back of her neck, your fingers running through her hair. There was no space left between you and her, your bodies pressed against each other as tightly as possible. You bit her bottom lip and licked it to taste her strawberry-flavored lip gloss. Although Velvette didn’t expect to find herself so into you when she first thought up the plan, she couldn’t deny how much she also wanted this. It was nice to have another plaything.

A string of mixed saliva connected your lips as you broke for air. You gasped to catch your breath.

You two continued to kiss soon after. Her black lipgloss smeared over your bare lips and soon enough, your neck as well. Each kiss and bite earned a whimper out of you as you clutched onto her weakly. Everything was a reminder as to how small you truly were in the presence of an overlord.

Velvette pulled away suddenly. “Sit down.” She commanded you, shoving you back down onto the bench. Your chest still heaved for air, your breathing labored and impaired from the spiked coffee.

“Take off your pants.”

You frantically obliged, desperate for any kind of stimulation to your aching clit.

She kneeled in front of you, holding your inner thighs apart. Her puffy pigtails tickled your legs.

“Vel, please, I—I need…”

Any other words you had were cut off by a sharp gasp as she shoved her face to your cunt without warning. Your already-moist vagina combined with her slick mouth with both hers and your own saliva from making out made for the most unholy, wet noises as she ate you out. Your back arched and you gritted your teeth at the sensory overload from your hypersensitive, drugged nerves firing waves after waves of pure bliss. Velvette’s tongue alternated from swirling around your clit to dipping inside your hole, fucking you nonstop. Your thighs tightened around her head, her own hands holding your legs over her shoulders. One of your hands propped you up while the other one gripped Velvette’s hair.

“Fuck, I—oh god,” you managed to gasp out.

Her red eyes glanced up at you. “Enjoying yourself up there, you whiny little slut?” She chuckled with her mouth still against your cunt, the vibrations adding fuel to the fire. Her tongue thrust back inside of you to work you closer to the edge.

You moaned through your teeth once more. Velvette could feel your walls tighten around her tongue. You were close, and that was also her sign to stop. She pulled back as briskly as when she dove in.

You blinked away your tears and wiped your drool with your hand that was on her head. “Wha… why?” Your voice cracked a little with unfulfilled need.

Velvette wiped her own mouth with her hand to get rid of your slick and her drool. She grinned at you. “Aww, sad that you didn’t get to cum? Don’t worry, darling.” With that, she turned around to rummage through one of the dressers.

You blinked, confused and unable to think properly. In your incapacitated state, you were willing to do anything Velvette said if it meant you could reach your high. Nothing mattered in the world but sex.

You sat there stupidly until Velvette returned with a strapless dildo. Your eyes slid from the dildo and back up to the overlord’s lustful gaze. The end that would be going into you… it had to have been a good seven inches long. Smiling, she leaned towards you and handed the silicone toy to you. She pointed at her end of the toy. “I want you to coat this part nice and good. Don’t leave a single spot dry.”

You stared at the silicone cock for a moment before bringing it to your mouth. You dragged your lips and tongue over the toy lasciviously, slathering it with your saliva as you were instructed before handing it back to your boss.

She hummed, satisfied with your obedience and drugged stupor. “Good girl.” Velvette patted you on the head mockingly.

Her own pants fell to the floor as she inserted the strapless end of the dildo inside herself, moaning in the process. The sound itself caused another pulse of pleasure through your own lower regions. You breathed heavily as you watched the silicone cock bounce before your face. Velvette’s right hand grabbed your hair roughly, pulling your head back just enough to face her dick. Her other hand guided the tip to your lips. She grinned at the feeling of complete dominance over the previously well-composed sinner. “Suck.”

You parted your mouth, giving her full access to your throat. Without hesitation, she thrusted as far as she could, forcing you to gag and choke. Saliva oozed out of your mouth and down your chin while she fucked your mouth brutally, ensuring to unwind you even further. To ruin you even more.

Your hands grasped at her buttocks for some semblance of support. You groaned and whimpered as drool dripped everywhere.

Once Velvette was happy, she pulled out to admire her work. The dildo glistened under the changing room lights, and best of all, your expression was utterly priceless—your eyes unfocused, hair tousled, mouth slightly agape and slobber essentially everywhere.

“Beautiful. Now get on the floor. On your stomach.”

You slid off the bench and laid face down. Velvette soon followed suit, kneeling on the floor behind you. She grabbed your hips, lifting them up with surprising strength. Your knees dug against the cold tiles. A hand pushed the small of your back back down towards the floor, guiding your body into the perfect arch. You couldn’t see much but you soon felt something cold and wet prodding your entrance.

Velvette thrusted into you in one powerful stroke, hilting herself almost immediately. “That went in surprisingly easily… been wanting this, huh?” her voice taunted you from behind. She began to thrust back and forth, your hips colliding and sending loud smacking noises across the room. Both of your moans joined the wet slapping sounds. Your hands clawed uselessly at the smooth tiled floor, the lack of support adding to the overpowering stimulation and feeling of a loss of control. Velvette laughed at your pitiful state, her own ecstasy from that power trip and the two-way dildo mixing into a pleasurable cocktail of emotions.

You came multiple times, the stimulation now so immense each movement brought tears to your eyes nonstop. A white ring of your cum formed around the base of Velvette’s cock, adding to the lubrication from your slick and saliva. At some point, you began to fade in and out of consciousness, which only added to Velvette’s amusement. Velvette only stopped once she felt her own fatigue creeping in, her stress successfully alleviated for the day. She pulled out of your limp body with a sigh and pulled it out of herself after. Tossing the toy aside, she cast another glance at your spent body before taking out her phone.

Vmessages 6m ago

Vox

So, how’d it go?

Velvette smiled, tapping on the notification to send a reply.

Made a new deal. Found ourselves a new keeper. x

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baldval · 19 days

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Hey I hope you're having a good week! I'd love to request something nsfw and dark for a Velvette x reader one shot if that's okay. I was thinking Vox and Val have disappeared, the reader knows who's responsible but won't say. This leads to Velvette kidnapping them to try and get the information from them (as sensually or painfully as she wants)

LOOSE CHANGE!₊˚⊹♡

characters: dark!velvette x sub!reader

wc: 1.1k of pure filth

warnings: 18+ MDNI, reader has a 😺, noncon/extremely dubcon, slapping, sex toys, spanking, degradation, humilliation, orgasm denial

You wake up abruptly, your face slightly burning from the slap that had awoken you.

You find yourself tied up to a pole, your wrists sore from how tight the ropes were.

The room you were in was seemingly empty, except for a closet and, of course, the person keeping you captive.

"Velvette. What the fuck am I doing here?" She slaps your face again, making your head turn.

"I'll be the one asking the questions you bitch." She kneels down to meet your face. "Besides, I'm pretty sure you know what you're doing here."

"I genuinely have no idea." Another harsh slap.

"Don't try to act dumb with me, tell me who is responsible for Vox's disappearance and I'll play nice alright?"

"Who is Vox again?" you said, sarcastically.

"I have my ways of making you talk, you know?" She says. Your whole face tensed up, preparing yourself for another slap.

Instead, you feel the cold air hitting your chest as you realise Velvette cut your clothes open, leaving you naked in front of her.

"What the fuck?" You ask, as you pull your knees up to your chest in an attempt to cover yourself up.

"No, no, we won't be doing that right now." She roughly flipped you around, your face facing the floor, propping yourself up on your elbows, while your ass was perfectly exposed for Velvette.

You tried to scurry away from her hold but she only chuckled.

"Oh come on, I can smell your wet cunt. Don't act like you don't want this."

Her hands went to your ass cheeks, kneading the skin and digging her nails in to make you wince.

“You know, if you’d just told me the truth, you could have been safe and sound back at home by now. But you're a lying piece of shit, aren't you? And what must we do with liars?", She spoke harshly. You dropped your head, trying to cover your face and hide how humiliated you were.

“Liars get punished.” She mumbled.

She raised her hand and cracked it down hard on your ass, cupping at the skin while your whole body was jolted forward and you let out a pained whine.

"Last chance to tell me where the fuck Vox is."

"Fuck you."

"Nah, I'll be the one doing the fucking."

She spanked your ass over and over, leaving a red raw handprint on your sensitive ass cheek. With each smack, your body was thrown forward. Your legs caved inwards, as if to shield your cunt but over time, Velvette noticed just how wet and swollen it was.

You cried out each time, throwing your head back.

"Are you ready to tell me the truth?" You keep quiet, partly because you didn't want to tell her anything, partly because you didn't really know if you would be able to talk. "I'll take that as a no. So you can take a spanking huh? Let's see how well you do by the end of the night."

She traced her finger along your dripping pussy, gathering some of your arousal and bringing it to her mouth to taste it.

"Tastes like you’re not very sorry for lying, I think you’re enjoying this too much. Did you plan this?" She smirked, taking a break from the punishment to admire her handiwork on your abused ass cheek.

Your chest dipped to rest on the cold floor, burying your face even more in the floor while your ass remained in the air. You were tired and Velvette could tell. Yet the way you still had yourself presented to her suggested you were able to take more.

“Why don’t we make this more interesting, huh?” She teased as you swallowed thickly in anticipation for what was to come next.

She walked over to what looked like a closet and took something out of it that seemed to be a vibrator. You look back towards her, not moving from your position in fear she would spank you again.

“I’m gonna put this inside you, since your pussy must be so greedy for it from the way it's fucking dripping. And I’m gonna keep spanking you. Got that, slut?” She explained, pressing the toy back into you and angling it so it could stimulate your two favourite spots perfectly.

You moaned at the intrusion and gripped the ropes that held your wrists. Velvette laughed. "God, you really are enjoying this."

It didn’t even come to your attention that she had selected a paddle for the latter half of your punishment. You only realised once the cool wood hit your mistreated ass cheek and you screamed.

“Like I said, whore. Liars get punished.” She smirked as you whined.

“Now show me how much of a fucking whore you are and fuck yourself on this toy.” She commanded. "Remember I have total control over you, unless you decide to tell the truth." You reluctantly started to grind yourself on it. "Of course it's too late for that now." Every time the vibe had bottomed out inside you and your ass cheeks met her arm, she spanked you with the paddle again.

You became a squirming and moaning mess as the mixture of pleasure and pain took over. You held tightly to the ropes as you began to fuck yourself faster at the cost of being hit more times with the paddle.

“Velvette.” You panted desperately. “I'm gonna cum.”

"So now you feel like talking huh?" She hit you harder with the paddle, prompting a shriek from you. "I don’t fucking think you will cum."

Skilfully, she kept a close eye on the situation and monitored as you were just about to cum. A hard smack with the paddle was accompanied with her pulling the toy out of you, denying you a much needed orgasm.

Yoy cried out in despair, your legs clenching together and your full body writhing as you mourned the loss of pleasure you had been so close to receiving.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking horny I bet you even forgot you were being kindnapped." One hand massaged your sore ass. "You truly are a slut."

"I'm just not a snitch"

She chuckled loudly. "Yeah sure. From the way you were screaming and moaning before, I think you are really enjoying this whole 'not being a snitch' thing." She said sarcastically. "However, I do need you to tell me who kidnapped Vox though" She held your hair in a made up ponytail and dragged your head towards her, making you arch your back even more.

"I won't tell you shit."

"Hmm... I actually think you will, because now I’m gonna show you what I really had planned for you, and it includes a lot of cumming, or not, if you don't tell me the truth."

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camilaxmartin · 16 days

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*blinks cutely* do u have more velvette drabbles pretty pls

ask and you should receive!😋 (smut ahead!)

velvette groaned as she kissed your lips hungrily and gripped your chest with her hands “isn’t that what you wanted princess?” she asked leaning away and looking at your teasingly. “to have me all over you? run my hands all over you pretty body?” she continued on, as her hands gripped even harder. you moaned and she laughed at you.

velvette then kissed you again but this time she didn’t let you kiss her back as her mouth moved down to your jaw and started leaving black prints of her lipstick all over your skin there. she chuckled hearing your heavy breaths and leaned away again as she looked at you with lust. “the moment you stepped into my office i knew you wanted me to have you like this” she said and licked her lips looking at your whole figure. “and guess what, i thought the same” she laughed and pushed you by your shoulders so you’d lay on her bed.

velvette laid down on you, looking down on your face as your eyes focused on her face. she chuckled again positioning her legs on both sides of yours. her hands went to the buttons of your shirt as she started unbuttoning them slowly one after one to drive you crazy. you looked at her again, eyes almost tearing up as she laughed at your pathetic state. “you look breathtaking” velvette said and leaned down again, her hands never stopping. she was not at the crook of your neck yet her lips weren’t touching your skin just yet.

you whimpered at the lack of her touch and she rolled her eyes playfully, her hands speeding up a bit in undoing your shirt. “such a pretty thing” velvette whispered as her lips just gently touched your skin. her hands finally unbuttoned your shirt fully and she slider her hands inside, gripping your chest now only covered by a bra. you moaned again and velvette chuckled once more, finally putting her lips on your neck and covering it fully with her black lipstick.

“now they’ll know they can’t fuck with you” she said and started sucking on your neck leaving endless hickeys as her hands worked on your chest teasing it more and more, giving you more and more pleasure.

“who will know?” you asked weakly as you couldn’t hold the moans leaving your lips as you grabbed at her back. velvette chuckled again and bit down on your neck earning herself a whine from you. “everyone. everyone who sees you will know you belong to someone. and i’ll fucking make sure they know it’s me” she replied and bit down even harder getting a yelp out of you as her smirk widened.

velvette’s hand went down your body teasing your cunt through the material of your pants. you whined again and she chuckled at you pathetic behaviour. velvette then left another mark on your neck leaning away from you and just adoring how you looked, your hair was making a halo around your head and she snorted at the way she enjoyed how it looked despite the circumstances.

you looked at her almost begging as her hands kept on teasing you. velvette leaned down to your neck again but this time her mouth was higher almost at the level of your ear. she kissed up all the way up to your ear as her hand started sliding under the hem of your pants. velvette’s mouth finally got up to your ear as her teeth gently nibbled on it and she smirked hearing another moan from your mouth. her hand finally got inside and immediately slipped under your underwear feeling the wetness spreading on her fingers. she bit down harder on your ear and whispered. “we have whole night to ourselves doll.” velvette chuckled and it was the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard in your two lives.

“i’ll ruin you so badly, the only thing you’re gonna be able to think about is the next time my hands touch you”

send in more headcanons or just rambling about characters and you might get a drabble! i love writing them seriously-

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venomised · 3 months

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My fingers are itching to write lute x fem reader x Velvette smut.

Anyone else interested?

#venomised #hazbin hotel lute #hazbin hotel smut #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel velvette #Hazbin hotel lute smut #Hazbin hotel velvette smut #Lute smut #Velvette smut #Lute #Velvette

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nkirukaj · 10 days

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The Radio Demon & the Billboard Doe (13)

Pairing: Alastor x Fem! OC

Warnings: Swearing; Sexual Activities

Genre: Angst/Fluff/SMUT (& Humor!)

Word Count: 5.2K

13. More Than Enough

Cherri Bomb barges through the Hotel doors.

“There is that better?” She says to Charlie who’s sitting on the couch

“Better,” she nods

“Now where’s Angel?!” She looks around “Angel!!”

Angel sits up on the couch “Holy shit! Cherri Bomb!”

“Okay, this time I’m not leaving ’til you come to the club with me!”

He rolls his eyes “Ugh I can’t with you,”

“Come on! It’s been forever and you keep turning me down! Either you come or I’m dragging your skinny ass outta here!”

He throws his head back “Ugh fine! Just give me a minute!” Angel somersaults off the couch

“Really?” she smirks

“I needed to stretch. Now, I’m ready!”

Voe hears them from the kitchen where she stands in the fridge “Hey! Hey guys!” She waves

“Oh hey,” he waves back, just noticing her there

She super speeds it over there “You guys are going out?”

“Uhhh…” Cherri starts

“Yeah, we are!” Angel cuts her off and she gives him the side-eye (XD)

“Can I come? The last party I was at was here, and I hadn’t been to any before that,” She smiles at Cherri

“Sure!” Angel agrees, and they both look to Cherri for her approval

“You know what? Fine, I like you when you’re pissed” Cherri smiles “Yeah come on!”

“Yay!” Voe exclaims

Cherri furrows her brow “Don’t be weird,”

Voe tilts her head in confusion, looking at Angel who just shrugs.

At the club, the three of them were sitting on bar stools

“Let me get a triple shot!” Cherri screams

“I want a double!”

“I guess a single shot, I don’t know?”

“Boo! Get a four!”

“A quadruple shot? But you’re only getting a triple,”

Cherri waves her off “Oh please I’m getting 9!”

“9 triple shots?”

“Yeah!” She pokes Voe’s arm “Come on, you’re fun when you’re fucked up! Get fucked up faster!”

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Angel reassured her

“Oh come on!”

Voe shakes her head “Fine! A quadruple shot!”

“Yeah!” Cherri cheers for her

Once their shots are served they toast to one another and down them. The reason why Voe stuck to fruity drinks only is because she could never really understand how people could handle drinking regular flavored drinks. They burned going down her throat and left a disgusting aftertaste once they were finished. It’s a lose-lose situation. She shakes her head to try and come back to herself

“Yeah, see that wasn’t so bad right? Bartender get her another!” she calls

“Maybe she should slow down.” Angel reaches for Voe

Cherri slaps his hand away “She’s a big girl, she can handle it.”

Voe looks up at her “Are you flirting with me?”

Cherri snickers and puts her arm around Voe “See? She’s already getting more fun,” she passes the doe another quadruple shot, which she takes without thinking “Yes bitch! We need to go dance! Come on Angel!”

The spider follows the women cautiously, making sure nobody hurts them. They start dancing on the floor. Voe is kind of having fun, she has this burning feeling in her chest and this bubbling in her stomach, she wasn’t thinking about the way her body was moving or anything else. Her thoughts which were usually clear images, had suddenly become incoherent words and statements. She didn’t know when she walked away from Cherri Bomb or who the people dancing near her were. She didn’t even know when she had stopped dancing and started staring, or what she was even staring at. She was only vaguely aware of the hand that wrapped around her arm and started dragging her in a different direction. It was the hand of a stranger, and she had no idea where she was going, but she heard laughing, and she couldn’t move her body.

“Back off asshole!” Angel wrapped 4 of his arms around her and pushed the man away with two of them. She hugs him, smiling. The guy scoffs and walks away, Angel bends down and looks at Voe “You alright toots?” Voe’s eyes were directed at him, but it was clear she wasn’t seeing anything. “Okay you need to sit down, you’ve had enough” She nods only barely able to control any part of her body. She blinks and she’s sitting on a bar stool, Angel asks if she’ll be all right by herself for a moment, but she doesn’t answer, she can’t answer. When she blinks again, he and Cherri are arguing about something. Cherri snaps in her face and then seems concerned.

The next thing she knows the floor comes to her smashing into her face, when she opens her eyes Angel is lifting her head saying…something. She’s trying to listen, trying to focus, but she can’t hear it, all she can see are lights that are too loud, making her angry, music and people that are too bright, confusing her brain while making her anxious and the clothes she has on itching everywhere making her overwhelmingly sad. She places her hands over her ears and crouches into a ball, just wanting it all to stop. Tears roll down her face uncontrollably, she feels sick in her stomach, and she can’t do anything to stop it. She thinks she can hear Angel talking…something about her and…Charlie? She opens her eyes again to see him on the phone, he kneels to her and tells her to stay awake, right before closing her eyes and losing consciousness.

When Voe wakes up, it’s in her own bed, tucked under the covers. They were too tight on her skin so she pulled them off, breathing heavily while sitting up. Her ears turn towards the sound of a throat being cleared. She turns in the direction of the noise. Alastor was sitting in a chair with his legs pressed together, his head tilted with his signature smile as he watched her, assuming that he was in that same position before she had woken up.

“Oh look, you’re awake,” his voice dripping with intrigue

“What? Did I-? What happened? I- What?”

“Well, you’d think I’d at least get a ‘thank you’ for getting you from that rancid place.” He squints at her, his tone playful

“What? You brought me home?”

“Yes. Apparently, Angel was quite concerned for your safety. He called Charlie for help.”

She’s confused “And…where do you come in?”

He crosses his hands on his lap “I volunteered to come and get you,” his tone is full of faux modesty

She raises her eyebrow “Why?”

“Everyone else was busy, so I decided to help out.”

“Okay, but why?”

“Why not?”

Voe plays with her fingers “I thought you were upset with me,”

“I was, but I don’t like to hold grudges,”

She laughs “That doesn’t sound like you at all.”

“Maybe you don’t know as much about me as you think,” his eyes glint

She sits in silence for a beat or two, taking in that information. “How did you get me home?”

“I carried you,”

“You carried me?’

He tilts his head back up “You are not heavy at all, my dear.”

She blushes faintly “And tucked me into bed?”

He shrugs “I thought maybe you’d get cold”

“And you’ve been sitting here the whole time?”

“Yes.”

“Staring at me?”

“Yes.”

Her eyes drift around “Why?”

“Why did you lick me?”

She flattens her brows “I told you I had an urge,”

“Mhm, the urge to lick someone with your unsanitary tongue?”

“Who said my tongue is unsanitary? I clean it very well,”

“You know you shouldn’t put your tongue on people’s faces,”

“Why?”

He blinks “What do you mean, ‘why’?”

“I mean, why?”

“Why should you not put your tongue on someone’s face?”

“Not someone’s, yours.”

His eyelid twitches “I suggest you do not repeat it.”

She waves him off “Yeah, yeah, we went over it.”

“But I don’t think you understand. There are people who don’t like to be licked,”

“Yeah, I get it.”

“Were you just allowed to lick people when you were alive?”

She rolls her eyes “Are you really still on this?”

He stares at her plainly “Yes.”

“Ugh, I mean, I guess? I didn’t do that a lot as a human. But the people I did do it to, liked it.”

“Hmm, you were with many strange people I suppose.”

“I guess so,” she lays her hands down on her lap

He gestures to her nightstand “There’s some water right there, you should drink it.”

She reaches for the cup and sips it “Do I offend you?” She asks

“No, you’re just a bit strange.”

She swallows her water “No offense, but you are not the pinnacle of normality,”

“And you are?”

“I never said I was, but I’m not judging anyone else,”

“Maybe it’s a generational thing. Back in my day, we didn’t go around randomly licking people. Even people we knew.”

“Maybe we’re just being ourselves?”

“Being yourself is licking random people?”

She rolls her eyes once more “Maybe,”

“Perhaps newer generations are just strange”

“Being yourself is committing serial murders. Surely that was highly unusual even in the 20s.”

He shrugs “We all have our things.”

“Maybe this is my thing?”

“Hmm. I suppose.”

She sighs dramatically “Have you been assigned to take care of me?”

“No, just wanted to make sure you were alright.”

She raises a brow “So you care about me?” she smirks

“I suppose,”

She perks up “So you like me?”

“No. I care about you,”

“You like me enough to care about how I’m doing. I’m not asking if you want to date me or something.”

“Then I suppose I like you some. Trust me, I wouldn’t date a woman as strange as you.”

She looks offended “What does that mean? You think you’re better than me?”

“No, I just think you’re weird.”

She scoffs “Right, and you’re a resident of Normal Town?”

“It always comes back to me! I’m allowed to have my opinions about you,”

“And I can have mine about you,”

“Exactly!”

“Our opinions are of equal value,”

He tut-tuts “Where is the Voe I met before? One would think that you might be a changeling.” He chuckles

Voe ceases all movement and turns to stare daggers into Alastor’s eyes “What did you just call me?”

“Ah, yes. That’s before your time. A Changeling is-“

“I know what the fuck it is!” She sits up farther

“Well, I’m not sure if they’re still around in your time period.”

Voe swings her legs over the bed “Watch yourself Alastor,” she leans forward

His grin stretches the bounds of his face “Oh? Or what?”

She squints “I might just grab that fluffy appendage above your rear and yank,”

“Oh?” His tone indicates pleasure “Have I awakened a sleeping beast?” His eyes widen

Voe’s expression turns dark “Do not play with me Alastor.” she speaks monotonously

“Aww but I do adore playing games with you,” He leans forward resting his chin on his hands “Are changelings not treated well in your time?”

Her pupils turn into flames “Stop saying that.”

They stare at each other in silence.

“Aww. You have changeling relatives, I assume?”

In an instant, a flaming palm struck him across the face, leaving a burn in the shape of a small hand on his cheek.

Alastor’s eyes are wide with excitement and delight “What’s gotten into you tonight?”

“Well, since you insist on being an absolute dick-“

Alastor fakes offense “Me?”

“Don’t cut me off motherfucker.”

He gasps “Yes ma’am,”

“You insist on being an offensive asshole, like what is it a fucking kink?”

Alastor laughs sarcastically “Oh I get it. So you can be as bitchy as you want,” Voe widens her eyes in surprise at being called a ‘bitch’ “But when I tell a small innocent joke, then it gets to be ‘too much’ for Voe the Beau?”

“Excuse me-?”

“Oh darling, you are excused.” he rises to his full height “SInce day ONE, you have been bothering me for no reason, you made a fool of me on your little ‘livestream’, you LICKED me, and you DON’T KNOW ME!” His antlers grew in size as his claws grew in length and his sclera turned black and his pupils red.

She jumps down off the bed “THAT IS NOTHING COMPARED TO BEING AN ABELIST ASSHOLE!” Voe’s arms grew scaly and her nails turned into claws, large horns growing out of her forehead.

“A WHAT?”

“ABLEIST ASSHOLE!”

“GREAT, NOW YOU’RE MAKING UP WORDS!”

“ALL WORDS ARE MADE UP YOU LITTLE BITCH!”

“WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? WHAT IS IT? WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!!”

Her form grows in size “NOTHING IS WRONG WITH ME! EXCUSE ME FOR BEING ANGRY WHEN PEOPLE MAKE FUN OF MY DISABILITY!!”

He looks very confused “WHO SAID BEING A CHANGELING WAS A DISABILITY??”

“YOU DON’T ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT A CHANGELING IS DO YOU?”

“OF COURSE! A CHANGELING IS A LITTLE MAGICAL CREATURE THAT REPLACES CHILDREN-“

“NO!”

“YOU’RE NOT EVEN LETTING ME EXPLAIN!”

“I KNOW WHAT YOU THINK IT IS! BUT WHAT IT REALLY IS, IS A PERSON’S EXCUSE TO ABUSE OR EXPLAIN AWAY THEIR AUTISTIC CHILDREN!!!”

“WHAT THE HELL IS AUTISTIC???!!”

She glares at him silently, her chest rising and falling with her heavy breaths.

He returns to his normal form “Okay, how about I leave you here alone with whatever your ‘autism’ or ‘ableism’ is? And we just stay out of each other’s way.”

Voe takes a deep breath, returning to her regular form, where she calms herself.

“I have autism.”

“You have what?”

She slaps her forehead “Oh right, you died before that was discovered. Autism. It’s a developmental disability that affects how people communicate, interact, learn, and behave. My brain is wired a bit differently than other brains.”

Alastor stares at her, smile as wide as ever, but eyes as blank as a new sheet of paper.

“And what does that mean exactly?”

The corners of her lips turn up “It’s considered a mental disability. For me, it means I have difficulty reading people’s emotions, or knowing what to say in certain situations. And you know, having issues with processing certain noises.”

“You certainly seem good at reading people to me my dear,”

“That’s a skill that I developed. It’s not innate to me. My dad-he’s a psychiatrist- he taught me because he thought it would make things easier for me.” She chuckled “He was always right.” She smiled absentmindedly while she thought of her parents “It also affects my behavior.”

He raises his brow “How so?”

She laughs “Y’all have caught me doing ‘weird’ stuff. Like my ‘meows’, which are classified as ‘stimming’, a behavior we use to stimulate ourselves. Or sometimes you might feel like things I say are…’ inappropriate’ for the moment, that’s because I can’t tell a lot of the time. And this.” She gestures to herself “The whole reason you had to bring me home. That was sensory overload, it was much worse than when I was alive. Everything is much louder and brighter and much more intense to me here. It’s all autism. That’s why.”

Alastor rubs his chin, processing the information. Spending time with Voe meant learning something every time she spoke.

“When was this invented?”

She stares at him incredulously “Well it was first diagnosed in the 40s, but it’s always existed.”

“Always?”

“Always.”

Alastor’s brain took a break for about 5 seconds before returning to his body.

“Hmm.” Was all he could find to say

“When you use the word ‘changeling’ you are implying that autistics aren’t human like everyone else. Like, we’re magical creatures or some shit. I’m a human being. It’s offensive as fuck.”

Alastor sits down on her bed “Well, I apologize.”

“Really,”

“Yes. It was not my intention to offend you to such a degree.”

She sits back down next to him. She smirks “Ah, but you meant to offend me on a smaller degree?”

“No, I meant to simply annoy you. Offense was not on my agenda. I apologize.”

She relaxes “I’m sorry I slapped you,” she smiles sheepishly

“No need to apologize for something well deserved my dear,”

Neither of them speak for a moment.

Voe turns to him “Can I lean on you? I’m still feeling weird in my head.”

He hesitates, inhaling briefly before answering “Sure, darling.” she leans her head on his shoulder

There are a few beats of silence before Voe chirps back up.

“Did you always want to do radio?”

He is a bit caught off guard by the question, but answers quickly “Well, yes.”

“Why?”

“Because in my time it was the pinnacle of entertainment!” It’s quiet yelling, showing his excitement at the subject “All the biggest stars were on the radio. At least, in my opinion.”

“Okay…but why?”

He is confused “What are you asking me?”

She turns her head up to look at his face “What drew you to radio in the first place? It can’t just be about the entertainment. I know you’re more than that.”

Alastor had never been asked that before, so he didn’t know how to answer. He’s quiet for some time while he ponders her question. His search for the answer takes him way back to his childhood. A time when he couldn’t fit anywhere, a time when no one had an interest in his voice, but only his face. Only his race.

“I suppose that…it’s because…on the radio…it doesn’t matter what you look like. All that matters is your voice. And you know that you’ll be heard because that is the only option.”

She smiles at him “I knew it.”

“Knew what?”

“That there was more.” She leaned back onto him, while he stared off, wondering how she was able to get that out of him.

“You’re too much.” He’s smirking now

“I’m too much? You’re too much. I think I’m just enough!”

“I think I’m more than enough.” His eyes are lidded now, barely open, and yet still fully capable of taking her in at this moment. His pupils at the bottom of his eyes, seemed somewhat relaxed. It showed on his smile as well. Instead of a full view of his glinting yellow teeth, his lips were closed, and he looked kind of…normal to say the least. Showing that his confidence is not all an act, but to some level it was sincere. He wraps his arm around her shoulders.

Right before she threw up on the floor.

Alastor rolls his eyes “Lovely,”

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A/N: Once again, letting you know that the smut is below this point. Ok? Cool

Velvette had requested to see her immediately, so Voe knew that the predicament was serious. So now here she stood in the studio, while her boss paced back and forth in front of her.

“Do you know why you’re here?”

“Because I work here?”

Velvette stares blankly at her employee “No. It’s because of this,” She shows the doe a video on Sinstagram of her at the club the night before with thousands of views. It was her in the middle of sensory overload, crying and curled up on the ground. “What. The fuck. Is this?”

Voe looks around very embarrassed, “I..went to the club last night and had a bit too much to drink, and I started to…not feel well.” She plays with her fingers nervously

“And you thought the best solution was to lay on the ground in the fetal position??”

“I wasn’t really able to control my body at that point in time, so…”

She puts her hand on her forehead “Ugh, please don’t tell me you’re addicted to heroin,”

“What? No!”

“So…?”

She purses her lips “It’s kind of an autism thing,”

“Oh! It was the autism, great!” She sounds relieved

Voe shuffles her feet “Are you upset with me?”

“What? No, I just wanted to know what was going on.” She turns to her “I am all over social media, so when I see one of my employees like this,” she holds up the video again “I need to know why. My advice is always bring seltzer water with you to the club,”

“Ew,”

“You say ew now, but trust me, you’ll be thanking me. Well,” she looks around the room “Are you okay?”

Voe exhales “Yes. I am now, thanks for asking.”

“Mhmm,” she scrolls through her phone “You have to take care of yourself. You can’t work if you’re unwell.”

“Yeah, I’m sorry.”

Velvette walks up to the doe “You don’t have to be sorry, things happen. Just don’t overdo it. I don’t know what I would do if something happened to you.”

“Oh, I’m sure you could replace me,”

“No, I couldn’t,” she stands directly in front of Voe’s face “You’re irreplaceable,” she tilts Voe’s head up to look her in the eyes

“Oh, thank you.” Voe flutters her eyelashes

The doll whispers “Oh you’re so welcome,” the doll leans down and plants a soft kiss on the model’s lips.

Voe blushes “Oh, you just kissed me,”

“What, did you not like it?” the doll asks with lidded eyes

“Oh, I-I liked it, I just didn’t know you saw me like that,”

“Who wouldn’t, you’re so gorgeous,” she kisses her again, longer this time

Voe pulls back for a moment “Oh my gosh Velvette!” the Overlord raises her eyebrows “You’re my boss!”

“We’re in Hell baby, what does it matter?” Velvette places her other hand on the other side of the doe’s face, pulling her in for another kiss. Voe giggles nervously and excitedly into the kiss as she wonders what to do with her hands. Velvette places her hand on Voe’s butt, and Voe squeals in excitement when she squeezes it. She also puts Voe’s hands around her neck and pulls Voe closer. As their mouths continue to move in sync, Velvette slowly maneuvers them towards her desk, until Voe is leaning up against it. She trails her fingers down from the model’s ass to her thighs, touching the supple and smooth skin.

“These thighs are my weakness,” Velvette says walking her fingers up and under Voe’s hot pink dress, dipping into her panties and rubbing her swollen slit, reveling in the wet sound that it made. “Ah, you hear that babe? That,” she looks her in the eyes “Is music to my ears. Do you hear how wet you are for me? And you’re acting surprised that I want you, I could practically smell your wetness from the other side of the room,” She dips her finger into Voe’s wet cunt, causing a squeak from Voe. “Is that okay? Does it hurt?”

“It’s just a little uncomfy,”

Velvette tsk-tsks “Well, I can’t have my favorite model uncomfortable,” she concludes as she lifts up Voe’s leg, forcing her to sit on the desk. Velvette held her leg up by the ankle and sticks her finger back into the model’s cunt, which this time is met with a moan. She meticulously curls and pumps one finger, then two, then three fingers in and out of Voe, getting her sweet spot each time, her moans getting louder and louder, Velvette’s eyes never leaving Voe’s face. Watching every twitch of her mouth, every time her eyes rolled back into her head, and every single moan that left her lips. “Come on baby, you can cum for me. I know you can do it.” the knot in Voe’s stomach grows tighter and tighter as her boss pumps her fingers faster and harder, shaking the desk vigorously as she pumps her fingers in and out. She smiles as Voe’s moans go silent and she throws her head back.

“Let me hear you sexy,” Velvette grabbed one of Voe’s thighs to steady her as she pumped harder and harder, the ramming of the desk could be heard on other floors.

“Oh my gosh! Mmmmmfuck!” Voe screams

“Yeah that’s right, fuck baby,” Velvette licks her lips as she pumps faster and faster with Voe creaming all over her boss’s fingers. Velvette sticks these fingers in her mouth, licking and sucking all the juices off them, “Holy fuck, that tastes fucking delicious!” she says before burying her face inside Voe’s cunt before the doe can stand up

“Uhhh,” her moans sound extra feminine as Velvette sucks her pretty clit, dragging her tongue between the doe’s folds

“You’re so wet sexy,” she pulls her head out “Who made you this wet baby?”

She bites her lip “You Velvette,” even though that wasn’t exactly true

“Yeah, you’re so wet for your boss. Why?” she asks tickling the woman’s thighs

“‘Cuz you’re so gorgeous Velvette,”

“Mmmm, you’re so gorgeous Vera,” she sticks her tongue inside the woman’s cunt

Even though she moaned at the Overlord’s actions, she wasn’t sure how she felt about Velvette calling her by her true name, but she was 90% sure this wasn’t the right moment to bring it up. She bobs her head back and forth in and out of Voe’s pussy, her tongue exploring her insides in ways her fingers just couldn’t, then returned to small suctions on her clitoris bobbing her head faster and faster, her second orgasm coming through like a train on a railway track.

Once Velvette came back up from Voe’s dripping heat, the doll went to the other side of the studio and grabbed a chair, dragging it over to where the doe stood against the table.

“Sit down,” she orders her employee. Voe listens without question and watches as Velvette reaches up under her dress and pulls off her panties, tossing them to the side like yesterday’s gossip. She bunches it up to the side and says “Move this leg,” pointing to one of Voe’s legs, which she moves, and sits down on the model’s thigh. She places her arms on Voe’s shoulders and scooches closer to her until her cunt is right on top of Voe’s. She moans at the friction of their clits on one another, looking down at the doe whose eyes are no longer focused.

“Voe,” she says, forcing her to come to full attention

“Hmm yes?”

“I’m gonna ask you some questions okay?” she starts thrusting her pussy into Voe’s, slowly at first. “How do you like your job hmm?”

Voe tries to stifle her moans “I..I…love my job.”

“Yeah? How much do you love this job?”

“Sooo much…uhhhh.”

“What do you like about it?” She begins playing with Voe’s breasts through her clothes

Voe is biting her lip and her eyes are closed, the breast play making it even harder to focus “I like…mmfuck…getting to….be on…tv and… uh taking pictures, and I like you,” needy moans cutting off her sentences and thoughts

“Oh, you like me? Fuck!” Velvette’s low moans complimented Voe’s high-pitched ones “What do you like about me? Hmm?” Her thrusts gradually increased speed

Voe lets out a small whimper “I like, how smart you are and how you’re so in charge…and…you’re so pretty…beautiful,”

“Oh, you think I’m beautiful? What’s beautiful about me?” Velvette slowly pulls down the model’s clothing and reveals her breasts, going down to suck on one “Go on, I can’t hear you.”

Voe looks down at her to see her face, to be able to describe all the beautiful things about her “Your eyes….and your…hair. Your skin,” Velvette’s eyes look up at her while sucking on her nipple and she moans desperately, looking at the Overlord on her.

“Mhmm?” Velvette goads her while switching to the other nipple

“Your lips-

She ‘pop’s the nipple out of her mouth “My lips? You like my lips” Voe nods “Do you like when my lips do this?” She pulls on Voe’s nipple with her lips, leaving Voe making a strained squeak, rolling the nipple around “What about when my lips do this?” She puts her mouth around the nipple and pops her mouth on and off of it, Voe making short, shaky moans as the Overlord thrusts even faster into her cunt.

She comes up from her breasts and looks her in the eyes. Squeezing both nipples in her fingers. “You know what I like about you?” She whispers against the model’s skin

“Please don’t stop,”

She grins diabolically “I like how soft you are,’ she pinches her nipples harder, rocking the chair back and forth against the desk “Your skin, your hair, your thighs,” she drags her cunt along Voe’s before thrusting in quick circles. The influencer’s eyes squeezed shut “How you look so sexy in the clothes I make for you and how cute your voice is…”

Voe reaches out to grab her breasts and Velvette laughs with pleasure “Go ahead, touch them,” pulling down her dress, just as she had done to Voe. Her moans are controlled contrasting the sporadic ones Voe was letting loose. “And what I like most about you,” She twists the nipples in her fingers and Voe does the same to her, eliciting another moan from the Overlord

“Yes, keep fucking doing that pet. Yes..” She bites her lip, leaning over into Voe’s ear “Is that you do everything I tell you to. ‘Cuz I’m the boss right?” she twists her nipples faster

Voe nods quickly, feeling another orgasm coming on

“Right, I’m the boss?” Velvette thrusts faster and faster, feeling the oncoming of her own climax “I want you to say it.”

“Yes! You’re the boss! Fuck..please!”

“Suck on my tits pet,” And Voe does as she’s told, holding Velvette close as she sucks on the Overlord’s breast. Velvette thrusting faster and with more force, now that the focus was on her, Voe’s hands traced along Velvette’s soft perfect skin, as their wet cunts met over and over and over again. Switching between her nipples like this might be her last meal. Velvette pushes her back against the chair, seizing hold of her nipples once more. “Cum for me Voe,” she whispers “Cum for your boss,”

Voe has sweat dripping down her forehead “But I-“

“Shhh,” she pinches her nipples harder “Feeling you cum on my fucking cunt will make me fucking cum,” Velvette screams with pleasure “So fucking cum for me.”

And once again Voe does as she is told, her body jerking and her cunt twitching under her boss, letting out a surplus of juices, and then riding it out as Velvette’s soft pussy twitched on top of hers, their juices mixing into a new concoction, that slowly drips onto the floor, while Velvette continues to fuck through it, her thrusts getting slower and slower.

She gives one last suck on Voe’s tits before going up and pulling her into another kiss. Once she’s steadied herself, she stands, her dress falling back down and helps her model up. Velvette shakes her hair down and says “You will have to do damage control on that video, try hitting it from the ‘mental health’ angle, that should work. Well, you are free to go, I’ve got more work to do that you can’t help me with. I’ll see you and your delicious pussy later,” She pinches Voe’s still exposed and very sensitive nipple, making Voe whine in surprised pleasure as she pulls her clothes back up.

Velvette walks away from her and then turns back around “Oh and Voe,” the doe looks up “Do expect this to happen again, love.”

OPINIONS AND COMMENTS ARE NOT ONLY WELCOME BUT REQUESTED!!

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bigfatbimbo · 26 days

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I am on my hands and knees begging for some dommy mommy reader putting Velvette in her place…like maybe she heard about Velvette’s outburst during the meeting and decides to punish her for being so rude…

a/n — you know domme mommy readers ARE MY SHIT! I giggled when I got this.

warnings — smut, use of a vibrator, thigh riding, dom reader, sub velvette, lowkey mean reader, small use of ‘mommy,’ so fem reader then

summary — After hearing about the way Velvette acted out at that overlords meeting, the reader takes it upon herself to punish her.

To say Velvette deserved her punishment was an understatement. Her self entitlement has never been a secret, not with her parading it around like the best thing hells ever seen.

Usually, you encourage her behavior in bed with praising words and loving treatment. It certainly seemed to get her going, that’s for sure. However, all forms of kindness come with a limit, and with Velvettes recent behavior, it dawned on you that you’ve been far too giving.

So now, after hearing of the way she acted out at the overlords meeting earlier, you couldn’t help but be a little annoyed. The possibility of you rewarding her too much had been revealed to be a full-blown problem.

Which is exactly why Velvette was in the position she was in right now. She was never opposed to the idea of bottoming, the more she was receiving the better. That’s exactly why you were able to tie her hands up, in a pretty bow as she so bossily suggested, and spread her legs in front of you.

Now, imagine her dismay when she realized, the display wasn’t for the sake of her receiving more without having to lift a finger, but it was to stop her from acting out while taking her punishment.

You had a vibrator pressed up to her clit, but gave it virtually no hands on attention, and instead, grinded your pussy lazily on her thigh. The situation bothered Velvette for a number of reasons; Although receiving pleasure, she didn’t get any of your sweet attention, and instead was being used as a toy to get you off. Not her.

“What the fuck, bitch,” She complained, whine seeping into her voice, “Would you at least fucking talk me through it?”

“Would you at least stop giving me attitude for once?” You question, humping her thigh faster, “What makes you think you can act like this?”

She groaned at the pleasure from the vibrator, but rolled her eyes at the annoying scolding tone in your voice, “Can you get it through your thick head, I can act however the fuck I want.”

She pulled at the restraints on her wrists and moaned when you turned the vibrator up.

“You can’t keep acting like an insolent child, Velv,” You remark, chasing your orgasm, “You know, that’s not a very good look.”

Your voice paired with the pleasure on her clit made her brows furrow, causing her to bite her lip, “It’s always— ah—a good look for me, fucker.”

“Really, baby?” you question her, biting your lip as you almost reach your sweet release, but decide to hold back, “Because right now, you look desperate.”

Velvette whines in disapproval at the implication of her not looking put together, “Fuck you— fucking christ, why won’t you just touch me, already?”

You simply shush her and reach over to caress her cheek with your thumb, “Aw baby. Because not everything’s about you. But you don’t seem to understand that yet.”

“I understand it just fine,” Velvette whined, aggressively leaning away from your hand in protest, “I’m not fucking stupid!”

Your tone drops, and you remind yourself to not be too nice with her, “Well then don’t fucking act like it. And maybe mommy would give you some attention.”

She recoils at the name, it was something you only called yourself when you wanted to show the dominance you had over her. A rare occasion, considering her usual princess treatment.

“You’re the stupid one if you think—“ she took a shaky breathe to try to keep control over her voice while the vibrator moved against her clit, “—if you think i’m going to call you that.”

“Hm,” you examine, continuing your pace on her leg as you consider your next words. You decide on simplicity. “Alright,” is all you say before lowering the volume on the vibrator considerably.

“Hey!” she whines from lack of stimulation. That wasn’t fair, you already weren’t giving her any attention, and now, after getting her all worked up, you took the little attention she had almost fully away.

“Good girls get the vibrator, sweetheart,” You say lazily, rolling your head in your neck, blatantly showcasing your pleasure.

She let out a long whine and pulled against the ropes, feeling the small vibrations against her clit. It just wasn’t enough.

“I don’t know what you expect me to say,” She snaps, leaning her head back in pure agony, “Okay fine! Fine!”

Your attention snaps back to her as you finally anticipate her defeat. The neediness had gotten to her, just as the lack of attention contrasted with the way you normally pampered her.

And to be fair, it was showing. Her hair was sticking to her forehead, makeup smudged from sweat, and her pussy was practically causing a puddle around her.

“I’m sorry, okay?” She moaned out, squirming from the under-stimulation, “I’m sorry. Mommy, please.”

You smiled at that, before leaning over and removing the vibrator all together, making her whine desperately upset from your reaction. However, it wasn’t seconds after when you replaced the vibrator with your two fingers, working themselves inside Velvette, who moaned from the sensation.

“Good girl,” you say breathlessly, finally allowing your orgasm to build up again, “Now what do we say, my pretty girl?”

“Thank you,” she moaned, “Thank you, mommy.”

Finally, with your fingers practically slamming against Velvettes clit, you released all over her thigh. Although you hoped the punishment worked as an attitude check, you knew it didn’t.

And you couldn’t wait until next time.

a/n — this fic 🤝 my punishing vox for what he said to sir pentious fic

dom charlie tomorrow probably, and maybe sub valentino headcanons.

#hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin hotel smut #dom reader #inbox open #hazbin hotel velvette x reader #velvette x reader #velvette smut #sub velvette

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genderlessdude92 · 2 months

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this is probably what Vox would do if shining a bright flash of light at Val doesn’t work 💀

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xx-all-purpose-nerd-xx · 3 months

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Y’know, sometimes you just want to fuck a TV. And you know who doesn’t ask questions? Tumblr. Tumblr fucks that TV with you.

#tumblr #Hazbin hotel #vox #smut #vox x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #vvv #hazbin hotel vvv #hazbin hotel vox #hazbin hotel vees #valentino #velvette

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publicenemy212 · 2 months

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Part 1 of Love Potion (dom!Velvette x f!sub!reader)

There's two parts to this story since it's porn with plot (yeah yeah no one reads smut for the plot I know) and Part 1 is gonna be pretty SFW other than some cursing. Part 2's (the actual smut) in the works and will be out in about two days!

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Word count: 1,199 words

Summary:

You're a well-known Sinstagram influencer with hundreds of thousands of loyal followers. Yet, each time you post, you're only really looking for the attention of one person: Velvette, Hell's high-end fashion designer and fellow influencer. After posting several pictures taken during a night out with friends at Klub Kaiju, you wake up to a much-wanted message that you formerly could only dream of.

“Alright, stay safe! Thanks for the ride,” you called out to the designated driver for the night. As the car sped off, you sighed and walked to the entrance of your apartment building, wincing with each step. Your feet screamed in pain from being in heels all night long—you couldn’t wait to just fall down into your comfy bed.

The bedframe squeaked as you practically threw your battered frame onto the mattress. You groaned with relief as you loosened the corset and kicked off the heels. Though your eyes threatened to glue themselves shut with each blink, you forced yourself to stay awake. There was no chance you’d fall asleep before posting the new flicks from your night out. Such were the responsibilities of an influencer like yourself.

You dug through your purse, praying your phone didn’t somehow fall out while you were on the dance floor. Thankfully, it didn’t, and you promptly opened the Sinstagram app to create a new post.

Scrolling through your gallery, you chose a few pictures of different angles to best showcase your outfit and, of course, your body. You weren’t only posting for the measly 400,000 nobodies who would scarf up any and all crumbs you’d throw to them, no; you had somebody to impress. A very powerful somebody, whose opinion could make or break your career. Velvette. Arguably the most well-known and respected fashion designer in all of Hell.

You chose three of the best contenders and minimally filtered out any slight imperfections, be it an unsavory onlooker in the background or the club or a speck of dust in the camera lens. Any filtering beyond that was unnecessary and would probably only decrease the quality of your pictures.

Satisfied with the pictures, you began laying out a caption and all the usual hashtags to increase your reach.

When the night calls

#pentagramcity #pridering #klubkaiju #model #VVVmodels #VelvetteScouting

The last two tags were the most important. Everything else was almost trivial at this point—you had amassed enough followers to gain a steady stream of likes, comments, and shares. All you needed was to catch Velvette’s eye to reach the next step to power and success.

After you gave your post a final once-over, you tapped “Post.” As usual, the notifications started flooding in almost immediately. You glanced at the top of your Vphone to check the time—4:52 AM—and rolled your eyes. Just how pathetic were these sinners that you could post at the buttcrack of dawn and thousands would still flock to your post nearly instantaneously?

You closed the app and your Vphone, determined to get some well-deserved shut-eye. You had never been so grateful it was a Friday night and not a weekday night. Though you didn’t get hangovers often, you absolutely despised not being able to get all eight of your beauty sleep hours.

Sleep quickly enveloped your tired body like a warm blanket.

The next day, the sound of screaming outside the window roused you from your hibernation. Perhaps once it was the sound of birds chirping that would wake you up, but such days were long gone ever since you found yourself amidst dirty streets and red skies. Not that you cared much, anyway. Your past life was a speck compared to the time you’ve now spent in Hell.

You blinked slowly and turned over to reach for your phone. Obviously, notifications were off, so you manually opened Sinstagram to check if any of your friends had messaged you through the night and morning.

You scrolled through your list of unread DMs to check how many people you needed to respond to. This was all muscle memory for you and your eyes almost glazed over with boredom until an unfamiliar profile picture flashed by. You frowned in confusion. Did one of your friends change their profile picture? You were certain you set your settings to only allow people you followed and were followed back by into your primary messages channel.

You scrolled back up to investigate this unfamiliar face.

Your heartbeat froze.

Velvette (✔)

Hey darling! I saw your re… · 2h

There’s no way. Surely this had to be a prank?

You carefully tapped on the profile just to make sure it was really Velvette, being mindful to avoid prematurely opening the message in case it truly was her. Could it be somebody impersonating her? No, that couldn’t be, no lowly fan account could obtain a verification mark. Maybe one of your celebrity friends was pulling your leg? That couldn’t possibly be either. Impersonating an overlord was equivalent to poking the bear and asking for death. Not to mention the fact that it would ruin their own online persona and brand if they randomly changed their account so drastically.

Your heart had seemingly defrosted while thoughts and questions ran through your brain. It was now pounding with the ferocity of a thrashing, turbulent river. Could it really be…?

The account was real. Velvette messaging you was real.

All your hard work had paid off, and you were on your way to being part of the Vees.

You swiped back to the messages screen and stared at the unread message from the fashion icon. What should you say to her? What if she would notice the second you opened her message? Oh god, what if she was judging you for taking so long to respond to her this very minute?

Breathing deep to calm yourself, you tapped on her message.

Hey darling! I saw your recent post. You’re quite lucky to get a DM from me directly, just so you know. I have my assistants reach out to most people who’re trying to get scouted via Sinstagram. What do you say to coming in for an interview tonight? x

Blood pounded in your ears. You tapped out a quick reply.

Hi Velvette! Thank you so much for your consideration! I’d love to join you for an interview tonight. Just to be clear, is there anything I should bring?

You nearly jolted out of your own skin when Velvette read your message barely a minute after you sent it.

Just yourself. No makeup, the stylists will take care of that when you arrive x

You double tapped her message to like it before shooting a final confirmation and thank you message and your phone promptly flew across the bedroom and thwacked against the wall. Shoving your face into the pillows, you rolled around back and forth and kicked your legs madly. Holy fuck. Holy fucking shit. You finally did it.

You screamed into the pillow before lifting your head up and gasping for air. Giggles bubbled up your chest and erupted out of your mouth until it turned into full-on laughter.

As the initial high of being noticed by the fashion overlord subsided, doubts crept up into your mind once more. You weren’t one of her models just yet. There was still an interview to pass before you truly worked under Velvette. You groaned in displeasure at the idea of not quite reaching your goal just yet.

Sitting up from your bed, you decided to get ready for the day and night ahead of you.

Part 2 is out! <3

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cw for fem!reader, yan!vees, noncon + dubcon, 4some, electrocution, manipulation, slighttt voxval if u squint REALLY hard

vox !

vox was by far the most insecure of the vees, and thus overcompensated for his insecurity by being overly possessive of you

would oftentimes drag you away from the other vees to take with you to meetings to show you off to shareholders, high ranking sinners and demons alike

his insecurities reared their ugly head whenever someone else happened to talk to you. be it friendly conversation or legitimate flirting, vox wouldn't spare either one, either dragging you away or having his security throw out the unlucky sinner

vox quite literally has eyes on you 24/7, has gifted you numerous pieces of voxtech technology, ranging from a phone, to a voxtech watch, and unbeknownst to you, he had you chipped after the two of you had drinks he, n he slipped something into your drink to knock you out for a few hours

vox will give you anything you ask for, to not only showcase his wealth, but social standing and power. he's basically telling you through gifts that "no one else could do this for you, or would do this for you. i went through hell and back to get you this, you owe me"

vox is also the first of the vees to tighten his grip on your leash you're on if he feels as if you're getting too wild, too close to other people. he'll force a shock collar onto you, and then keep you confided either to his penthouse, or the vees's tower in his office

vox can be pacified really easy, acting obedient towards him really feeds his ego, and can make him go easier on you

valentino !

valentino is the least possessive of the vees, which isn't saying much, but he has the most confidence out of all of them so he doesn't worry much about you running away

really, he thinks you're lucky to have the attention of someone as powerful as him, the only time he ever really has an outburst is if you deny him

if you tell him no to accompanying him to a club, starring in a show, or being intimate with him behind closed doors, he will take it out on you, telling you that you should be grateful that he's been this nice, cut you so much slack when he's got all his other bitches on tight leashes. you're special to him, and he treats you so well compared to his other whores, so just shut the fuck up and take him

does tend to spoil you when you've been behaving particularly well, takes you out on the town into all the nightclubs that an ordinary sinner like yourself wouldn't dare go into. takes you to the vip lounge and sits you on his lap to show off to anyone lucky enough to look at his favorite little bitch

absolutely loves to have you as arm candy, if he goes out 9 times out of ten hes begging vox or velvette to let you go with him, and if they tell him no, he gets huffy

loves loves loves to drape his wings over you and hold you close to him

blows smoke in your face. bc he’s mean and he sucks and that’s so hot of him

velvette !

velvette is by far the worst one to land the affections of, for what she lacks in power, she makes up for it in intellect

she’s extremely cunning, and always makes you play directly into her hand, through manipulating you and others around you

will spread rumors between your staff about you selling someone out to an exorcist, or about you getting someone else fired, when really, it was velvette’s fault

will also manipulate your social media, since that is her specialty. she will boost your social standing if you play nice with her and behave, but if she thinks you’re out of line she will spread rumors and leak compromising images of you just to send you running back to her arms

"aww, dollie what's got you in a tizzy? someone uploaded some nasty pictures of you? 'm so sorry darling, why doncha c'mere, i'll make you feel allll better"

dresses you up practically every day, except when she's particularly busy, but even then, the night before she'll lay out clothes for you or organize a whole week’s worth of clothes. however, if she finds out that you didn’t wear anything she picked out for you, she throws a fit, and you’re guaranteed to be manhandled for the next week like her own personal dress up doll, with extra scandalous outfits to boot

if velvette feels like she hasn't gotten enough time with you, she isn't afraid to tussle with vox or val about it because she knows who's really pulling all the strings

loves to have you working for her, because she feels as if you’re the only one who really gets her. oftentimes she’ll have you working as her assistant, and mediating between her and her designers, or fetching her whatever she needs. she’ll also dress you up for the job, so she has some eye candy while she’s busy yelling at her incompetent staff. but, she loves it when you’re incompetent. when you do it, it’s cute.

posts you on her social media 24/7, wants to show you off to her audience. will cover you in black lipstick kiss marks, then take a selfie of the two of you, just to make sure all of hell knows who owns you

will oftentimes blow up on her current models and fire them, just to have you stand in for them, and have you scantily clad in front of her cameras.

nsfw

vox !

cuz vox is insecure af so he overcompensates for it in the bedroom, barely lets you do anything by yourself, wants to control everything

likes to use his hypnosis to make you do things that usually require a bit of persuasion. if you say that you’re scared of being electrocuted during sex, vox will put you under his mind control, and make you all docile so he can put a shock collar on you and fuck you while he electrocutes you. will remove his mind control halfway through fucking you dumb just so you can feel how good he makes you feel

likes to use sex toys on you, because he can override a lot of their factory settings to make the vibrations more powerful (to almost a painful extent)

can tie you up with his own wires, which will tingle n shock you slightly

valentino !

valentino is an exhibitionist through and through, it’s one of the reasons he runs a porn studio. will sometimes either demand you star in a show for him as a favor for all the nice things he does for you, or he will secretly record the two of you without your consent. just wants to show all of hell his favorite fucktoy

loves to degrade you and call you petnames, you’re his little conejita, his puta tonta, his favorite muñeca to use til he turns you into putty in his hands

is one of the more violent ones in the bedroom if you upset him, will choke you out and slam you against the floor if you tell him you’re tired. will fuck you no matter what you tell him

velvette !

velvette dotes on you in the bedroom, loves to have you all fucked out and teary eyed underneath her

her favorite thing is to eat you out until you’re overstimulated and crying, adores making you feel so good it hurts

uses you as stress relief if she’s having a frustrating day, will drag you into a changing room and make you kneel on the floor as her nails dig into your scalp to eat her cunt

whenever you’ve had a night with velvette it’s incredibly obvious, she will rake her sharp nails all over your body, and leave hickeys, bite marks, and lipstick stains all over you. adores marking you up for vox and valentino, just to remind everyone who’s really in charge

loves to use sex toys on you, from a cute pink n purple strap to a vibrator wand, not as mean as vox with them though. just wants to make you feel good til you’re a dumb mess under her

all !

even though the vees are competitive, vying for your attention 24/7, they do come together sometimes to mutually plan how to get you even more wrapped around their fingers

val n vox share you the most, they know what makes one another feel good, they're kind of a dastardly combo together

you'll be taking vox's cock n then val will kneel in front of you expecting you to suck him off, but the moment you have his dick in your mouth, vox is pushing you all the way to val's fluffy groin, making you tear up and gag on his length

velvette n vox are also more likely to share you at once, but they work separately to make you feel good. vox will be fingering you, while velvette licks and sucks at your neck and chest, occasionally leaving harsh bites.

velvette n valentino hardly ever share, but when they do its messy and competitive. they're practically fucking you til you see stars, seeing who can reduce you to tears the fastest and make you squirt the hardest. they're the meanest to you when together, calling you a dumb fucktoy, their useless whore, their favorite cumdump. won't hesitate to yank you away from each other. they just fight over you like two kids fighting over their favorite toy

when they're all together though, you're in for a longgg night. happens occasionally, just bc they're all so busy (andd sometimes they're too jealous to share). but when they're together they love to share you between them all. vox n val will use both your holes at once, while velvette kisses you n pinches your nipples til they turn red. they loveee to indulge themselves in their favorite plaything so they’re prone to overstimulating you. they will still use you even if you pass out, so you’ll be super sore the next day

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