Glassreaper I Love You No Ones Ever Gonna Take U Away From Me Please Donmt Get Raidation Poisonsing

It's a full day scene (and we're not in a play)

MINORS DNI

Warnings: dom top AMAB GN reader, bottom sub mammon, pet play, (nonverbal) subspace, spit kink, feeding, omorashi/watersports/piss, cockring, overstim and edging, begging, degradation, praise, dacryphilia, minor scent kink

“The conditions are perfect!” Mammon yelled as he entered your room- without having knocked mind you. You looked up from your DDD, flummoxed. Mammon, either unaware of your obvious confusion or choosing to ignore it, continued as he made himself comfortable next to you on your bed, “everyone is gonna be out of the house tomorrow, n’ I’m not busy, n’ I assume yer not busy because yer never busy-” you cut him off.

“First of all, I do get busy,” you glared, yet there was no genuine anger behind it, “Second of all, what are you talking about?” Mammon’s brown skin flushed at your question as he fidgeted.

“Ya know what I asked ya about… like a month ago…” you waited expectantly, and Mammon let out a frustrated sigh before he mumbled, “‘bout the full day scene.” Your eyes widened in recognition,

“Oh!” you smiled, and grabbed his hands gently, “yes I do. You want to be my puppy all day tomorrow?” Mammon nodded, still a little embarrassed, but also thrilled by the promise of what was to come, you kissed his hands lovingly before speaking, “Let's talk about how you want it to go then.”

It took a bit, with Mammon getting too excited or flustered at some of your questions and prompts, but the two of you came up with a loose game plan for tomorrow. You were a little intimidated by the fact that Mammon is going to be in and out of subspace for such a long period, but he reminded you that he trusts you, and that you have safe words too. After talking, you go about the rest of your night as you normally would, yet there’s an underlying feeling of excitement between the two of you.

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You wake up in the morning with Mammon licking your cheek. Groaning you shove him away gently, but he just refocuses to lick your hand

“Ugh, good morning to you too Mams,” you mumble, your voice a bit hoarse from sleep. You sit up, wiping your spit slicked hand on your blanket. As soon as you’re alert enough to function Mammon nuzzles his face into your neck, moving so he’s seated on your lap. You run your fingers through his hair as he eagerly licks and nips at your neck.

It’s not long before you feel him not so subtly grind his hardening cock against you. He wanted to sleep naked last night, so nothing prevents you from touching his skin when you reach down to stroke him slowly. “You’re already excited, pup?” you question, pulling down his foreskin, and rubbing the head of his dick gently as he jerks his hips into your touch. Mammon pants and lets out a little yips into your neck as you stroke him off. When precum starts to bubble at his tip you pull away. He whines, continuing to jerk his hips even though you’ve stopped touching him. “I’m not going to let you stain these sheets with your cum so early in the day puppy, you’re going to wait until we’re in the shower,” you pat his thigh signaling that he should get up. Mammon hops off the bed, rubbing his thighs together while he waits for you to get up.

He follows you around, still hard and panting, as you move around the room picking out your clothes and grabbing his accessories. When you’re done he rushes ahead of you, into the bathroom. You hear the shower start before you can even reach the door, and his enthusiasm makes you laugh. You take your time brushing your teeth first then undressing while Mammon watches, his head poking out from behind the curtain. He backs up when you move to enter the shower, giving you space to wet your body. As soon as your hair is wet he’s pawing at your side, whining pointedly. You turn to face him,

“Alright puppy, let's take care of you, yeah?” Mammon's face breaks into a grin and he licks your face unapologetically now that you can easily wash off his slobber. You take him into your hand, once again jerking him off, while his hands grip your shoulders. Mammon’s tongue finds your lips, pulling you into a heated kiss as he whines and moans into your mouth. It doesn’t take him long to cum, shooting off onto your stomach. The shower spray cleans it off of you, which is sort of disappointing as you’ve taken a liking to watching Mammon lick his messes off of you.

“Gotta piss, master,” Mammon speaks for the first time today, letting you know he’s been pulled out of his nonverbal subspace

“Go ahead pup, but if you get hard after I’m not going to let you get off,” you decide. Mammon whines, pressing his flaccid cock against your stomach before letting go. His pee is hotter than the shower water that cleans you off and he reaches down to rub what he can into your skin, tickling you and making you suppress giggles. When he’s done he screws his eyes closed while you feel him twitch against you. You gather he’s trying to will himself not to get hard, and by the looks of it, it’s taking him some effort not to do so.

“You done?” he nods at your question, still closing his eyes, “then let’s get washed up.” You clean yourself first, Mammon helping where he can (essentially he just rubs his soapy hands over your body), but mostly he just watches you. You take your time when you scrub him down and wash his hair. You want him to start the day feeling safe and secure with you, and this is one way to go about it.

When you’re done you turn off the water and get out. Mammon follows, shaking his head as he exits, flinging water all over the bathroom.

“Mammon!!” you cry, quickly throwing a towel over his head to prevent any more damage. You laugh as you gently help him dry off. By the time you’re done Mammon has gone back to panting softly. You feel a twinge in your bladder.

“Ah, I’ve got to go pee too,” Mammon is falling to his knees as soon as he hears “pee” fall from your lips. He opens his mouth, looking up at you expectantly. “Good boy,” you run a hand through his still damp hair, and slip your cock into his warm, wet mouth. He deepthroats you with ease, and you have to really focus on relaxing, because the way that Mammon swallows around you does not help. Eventually you start to relieve yourself, filling his mouth with your piss. Mammon moans around you, his eyes fluttering shut as he gulps down what you give him. When you’re done Mammon keeps sucking, getting you hard in his mouth. You tug on his hair, guiding him up and down on your cock at the pace you want. “Good puppy,” you praise as you feel yourself on the verge of cumming. Mammon looks back up at you through his white lashes, and that’s what pulls you over. You cum down his throat, holding his head at the base of your dick until you’re done.

When you release him, Mammon kisses the head of your dick sweetly, then stands back up, his cock hard. He rubs himself against your thigh, and you laugh, “again puppy, seriously? I told you, you're not going to get off again,” you remind him, causing him to whine pitifully. He listens though, shuffling back to give you space. You turn around, grab Mammon's tooth brush and apply toothpaste. When you turn back around Mammon is crowding into your personal space with his mouth open. “What a good puppy I have,” he puffs up at your praise, and you get to work brushing his teeth for him.

When you’re done with brushing his teeth, you grab his hand and lead him out into the bedroom. “Sit,” you command simply, pointing at the bed. Mammon does as he’s told, watching you get dressed while he pants softly, his cock still hard between his legs. You’re honestly a bit shocked that he’s being such an obedient pet right now.

You bring Mammon’s accessories to the bed so he doesn’t have to move. Carefully you attach his white faux ears, patting his head when you’re done. Mammon lets out a happy bark that you laugh at. You fasten his gold collar around his neck next, connecting a simple black leather leash to the ring in the middle. Then you look down at his crotch, “I know we talked last night about caging you, but you’re being such a good boy I don’t think you deserve that,” Mammon smiles up at you, bouncing a bit at your praise. “Plus, I can’t put it on while you’re hard. We’ll just do your tail for now, ok?” You ask, to which Mammon nods happily.

You pick up the lube and Mammon takes that as a cue to turn over, adjusting so his ass is up while his head rests comfortably on the bed. You lube up your fingers, running your hand over his ass while you wait for it to warm. Once you deem it good enough, you rub two fingers over his twitching hole before slipping them in. Mammon moans at the intrusion, pushing his hips back against your fingers. You get to work on stretching him open, knowing you have a limited time until Mammon cums from your fingers alone.

You inform him that you’re going to remove your fingers when he’s prepped enough, and yet he still whines when you pull them out. Then, you lube up the butt plug end of his white tail, and massage his rim with your still lubed up fingers while you wait for that to warm as well. Mammon whines and moans when you finally insert the plug into him. As you finish you smack his ass lightly with the hand that’s still dry to hear him yip quietly.

“Cute boy, c’mon, I’m going to wash my hands and we can go eat,” Mammon slowly gets off the bed, adjusting to the feel of the plug rubbing against his insides while he walks. “Oh!” you stop him before you go to the bathroom, grabbing the cockring you almost missed. “I can’t have my puppy cumming without permission, can I?” you muse as you slip the ring over his erection. You gather the precum that’d been accumulating at his head with your fingers and bring them up to Mammon's mouth. He licks your fingers off, staring you down as he sucks sloppily on them. You tug on his tongue causing him to yelp, “behave yourself,” you remind him, and make your way to the bathroom.

After washing your hands you lead Mammon by his leash down to the kitchen. True to his word, everyone is out of the house for one reason or another, and you thank whatever force that made it so. You make yourself a bowl of cereal, and a fruit bowl for Mammon. Sitting down at the table, Mammon joins you, sitting (or as best as he can with a tail in) on the floor next to you. You eat slowly, hand feeding Mammon fruit between bites. He eats carefully, trying his best not to nick your fingers with his teeth as he does.

When you’re done you lead Mammon back to the kitchen to set your dishes in the sink. While there you fill a glass of water for him, and bring it to his lips, making him drink it all before you head back upstairs.

“Okay puppy,” you unleash him as soon as you’re back in the room, “go sit on the bed while I work,” Mammon does as he’s told, moving your pillows and blankets to make a little pile for himself before curling up in it. You grab a water bottle, tossing it onto the bed gently, “stay hydrated,” you tenderly remind him. You then plop down at your desk and start working on assignments for RAD.

You get a few hours of good work done before Mammon starts to get restless. Shuffling noises coming from your bed distract you, and you look over to see him humping one of your pillows. “Mams,” you warn, voice hard and sudden. His eyes shoot open, and he lets out an embarrassed whine as he obediently stills his hips. He then huffs in annoyance before laying back down. You return to your work, but you have a feeling he’s going to get restless again.

You’re correct in your suspicions. Half an hour later you hear him whining and shuffling around again, this time with the addition of him sniffing. When you turn back around he’s humping the pillow again, his face shoved into it to try and stifle his moans while he sniffs the scent you left on it. You sigh and put down your pen, quietly and swiftly making your way to the bed. When you get there you grab his hair roughly, and pull him up to look at you. Mammon squeaks, squeezing his eyes shut, his hips still grinding on the pillow. “Cut that out right now, or I’ll cage you,” you threaten. He whines, trying to shake his head as best as he can. “Be a good puppy for,” you check the clock, “another half an hour, and we’ll have lunch,” you promise. Mammon nods, obeying and immobilizing his hips but whining softly at the loss of friction. When you release your hold on his hair his head flops against the pillow, and you pet him gently, “be good and you’ll get a reward Mams,” you promise.

The next half hour goes by without issue. When you get up from the desk Mammon is hopping out of the bed and grabbing his leash, bringing it back in his mouth for you. You laugh, “you’re going to stay up here, I’ll bring lunch back here, ok?” Mammon wilts at your words, whining sadly. You pet his head, “I’ll only be a minute, promise,” he nods, returning back to the bed and curling up in his pile of soft things. As you leave you wonder if he’s too deep in headspace to realize this is a test on his behavior.

You make the two of you Hell-sauce flavored instant noodles as a reward for his obedience so far, quickly hurrying back to your room. When you get back Mammon has taken to chewing on one of the pillows, but otherwise is in the same position you left him in. “Good boy!” you praise as you join him on the bed. Mammon perks up, smiling at you while you get settled in his accumulation of pillows and blankets. You set one cup of noodles on your bedside table, “open up,” you request, holding a forkful up to Mammon. He scoots closer as he eats, practically in your lap by the time you’re done feeling him. You decide to just pull him into your lap fully, hyper aware of avoiding his plug, then you eat your lunch. Mammon cuddles into you as you eat, sniffing you every once in a while. You notice that he’s no longer hard, so between bites you remove the cockring, pocketing it for the time being.

You take your time eating, savoring the peace. It doesn’t last for long though.

After a few minutes you feel something wet on your lap, and then Mammon is whining up a storm. He’s looking up at you with worried watery eyes, his bottom lip jutted out in a pout. You can feel yourself start to harden at the realization that he’s pissing on you. You’re still holding onto your lunch, so lean over to put your cup down on your bedside table again before wrapping your arms around Mammon. “It’s ok pup,” you reassure, “you just had an accident, I’m not mad,” he nuzzles his head into your chest, clutching onto your shirt, his hands shaking a bit. When he’s done you pat his thigh, “alright, I don’t want to get cold, let’s clean this up.” Mammon stands on shaky legs, so you help him get steady by holding his hand. When you assess the damage you realize that most of it got on you, or the pillows and blankets that he’d assembled. Thank God you don’t have to wash your sheets.

Mammon watches you first remove the affected pillows and blankets- it takes you a bit as he refuses to let go of your hand. He whines as soon as you release his hand to take off your wet pants. Moving into your space, he paws at your hands. “I know you like holding hands, Mams, but these pants are uncomfortable for me,” you explain, ignoring his nonverbal complaints as you pull down your pants. His whines shift to a long drawn out moan at the sight of your half hard cock, and he pulls out his big puppy eyes. You purse your lips for a second as you think. “Can you tell me what you want?” it’s a safe open-ended question, either he can or he can’t. Mammon clears his throat,

“I wanna,” his voice is shaky after hours of simply whining, “I wanna warm ya while yer doing yer work,” he flushes and nervously fiddles with his collar. You smile, brushing some of his hair away from his face and scratching behind his faux ears,

“Of course pup, good job using your words,” Mammon mimics your smile shyly.

While he makes the space under your desk comfortable (shoving a pillow under there for his knees), you grab some wipes and the vibrating cockring that's controlled by an app on your phone. Before he can go under you wipe him down and slip it on. You wipe yourself down, but ignore your cock as Mammon will have that part of you in his mouth in no time.

The two of you transition into the second half of your day like this, with you doing your work while Mammon sits under your desk cockwarming you. Every so often you reach down to pet his hair gently, turn on the ring, or remove him briefly so his jaw doesn’t get stiff. He doesn’t make much noise except for the occasional slurp around you, or when you turn up the vibrations he’ll moan. Sometime in the later half of the afternoon you finish all the work you wanted to get done, so you shut your laptop and look down to see Mammon looking up at you expectantly.

“Mmm puppy you’re so cute,” you praise, grabbing your phone and turning up the vibrating cockring to the highest level. “Think you can give me a dry orgasm, precious?” you ask, your tone so casual it’s as if you’re inquiring about the weather. Mammon moans around you, his eyes watering; you can see his hips shaking, and you know he’s trying to move the plug inside of him so it rubs against his prostate. The sight of him makes you harden in his mouth.

“Make me cum before you do,” you command, and Mammon gets right to work. He’s sucking and bobbing like his life depends on it. His sheer enthusiasm would make you laugh if it were not for how good it felt. Your hands hold on tight to his white hair, yet unlike this morning, you let him move freely, rather than using his hair to move his head along your length. He pulls off your cock to lick and suck at your heavy balls, using one of his hands to sloppily jerk you off as he does. When you start to leak precum he sucks and licks at your head until you’re cursing up a storm. As soon as he takes you down to the base again you’re pulled over the edge, watching his eyes roll into his head as you fill his mouth with your hot cum. Your toes curl, closing your thighs around his head to hold him in place. Mammon is moaning around your cock, his hips thrusting erratically as he experiences a dry orgasm. When you're both finished you release his head and manage out a semi stern, “enough.” He pulls off slowly, a string of saliva connecting from your cock to his lips.

“Hurts,” Mammon’s voice cracks, eyes watering at the overstimulation. You hastily turn off the vibrations, move your desk chair back a bit, then hoist mammon up into your lap. His dick is very red, still hard, and coated in precum.

“Is it ok for me to take off the cockring puppy?” Mammon, still crying, buries his head into your neck, finding your hand and holding onto it fiercely.

“Mhmm,” he prepares for the overwhelming sensation that will come with taking it off. With his permission you carefully pull off the ring, and Mammon bites down hard on your shoulder, squeezing your hand, as he cums all over his chest and stomach. You coo and praise him softly as he works himself through his second orgasm within minutes.

“Good boy, such a good boy,” after being edged for hours, you imagine getting that off is a relief. Yet he's probably overstimulated with how he came twice in such a short period of time. Mammon has taken to sucking on the spot he bit, refusing to lift his head even after his cock softens. “Do you want to take a bath puppy?” you ask gently, rubbing your free hand along his back. Mammon finally releases your skin to nod. You reach over to the wipes you set on your desk, and wipe him up as best as you can. “I have to pull out your tail for the bath baby, is that ok?” Mammon nods again, so you gently and very carefully remove his tail from him before lifting him up. Mammon circles his legs around your waist and his arms around your neck. Having him secure you start walking.

When you reach the bathroom you gently put Mammon down on the toilet, and set his tail- that you carried with you in case he wanted it after- on the sink counter. He moves his arms from your neck to around your waist as you remove his ears. When you reach for his collar Mammon stops you with a high pitched whine, “That’s ok puppy, we can keep that on,” you assure, and he nods, letting his eyes fall shut as you maneuver him into the tub. You start the water, making sure the temperature is comfortable for him. Mammon reaches for your hand again as you wait for the tub to fill up. His hands are sweaty in your grasp, yet you don't mind one bit. Once the water reaches the amount that you want you turn off the faucet, and reach for a bath bomb. Mammon watches it fizzle with great interest as he leans his head against the wall.

After a while of soaking you can tell Mammon is coming out from his subspace by the way he starts to ramble.

"Can ya join me in here? Ya look funny sitting there with no pants on," he snorts out a giggle, and then he reddens once he realizes what he's said, "I mean, you don't have to. I don't need you in the bath with me, I'm doin’ just fine now," but you're already pulling off your shirt. Mammon moves up so you can slip in behind him. He sits between your legs, now leaning against your back. "You were so cruel, makin' me wait to cum. Now my dick hurts," he whines, rubbing your legs that cocoon around him.

"Does it really?" You wonder, mildly concerned that you pushed him too hard.

"Nah,'' He admits after a while, "I'm a big powerful demon," he adds, like you might've forgotten. "But imagine if it did! That'd be mean. You should treat the great Mammon with more respect and care," you roll your eyes, but he can't see that.

"Sure thing puppy," you run your fingers lightly along his spine, "you done for the day or-" Mammon cuts you off with a disgruntled squawk.

"I could go a million rounds if I wanted to," he brags even though you know that’s a complete and utter lie. "'Sides when are we gonna get a chance like this again? I wanna use our time to the fullest," he slaps your thighs to accentuate his point, causing you to laugh.

"Good, because I still want to fuck your tight hole," Mammon squeaks, turning back to look at you.

"Not fair! Don't get me hard in the bath!" He whines, hitting your thigh.

"You've got a hair trigger you know that," you tease and watch his neck redden with flush. Mammon mumbles something under his breath so you tug on the front of his collar gently, "what was that?"

"Said, only fer you," he speaks up, crossing his arms and looking down. You kiss the exposed part of his neck tenderly,

"You're such a sweet puppy Mams, what did I do to deserve such a good boy?" Mammon huffs at your overexuberant praise, but you can tell he likes it from the way he leans into you and relaxes.

You sit in the bath for a while longer, stopping once Mammon starts grinding back against you. “You’re not slick,” you inform him, reaching around to grope his half hard cock. He moans softly, looking up at you,

“Ya gonna fuck me now?” he asks sweetly to which you frown,

“Where’s your manners pup?” Mammon’s eyes widen,

“'M sorry. Please master, please fuck me now,” he tries again, still grinding back against you.

“Better, but I think you need to remember your place puppy,” Mammon bites his lip nervously. “Stand up,” he does, slowly so he doesn’t fall. You join him, guiding him out of the tub. You grab a towel for you and Mams; wrapping his around him while you actively dry off. Then, you help Mammon dry off. “Go to the bed and wait for me,” you instruct, smacking his ass as he moves to leave. He yelps, and flushes as you watch him hurry back into your room. When he’s gone you clean up the bathroom a bit, drain the bath, and wash off the butt plug end of Mammon’s tail. Turns out you didn’t need it.

It only takes you a few minutes, but when you enter your room Mammon is fingering himself already. He’s got your bottle of lube next to him, tweaking his nipple with his free hand, and his faux ears are sloppily attached to his head. He hasn’t noticed you watching him, too consumed with stretching himself out to focus on anything else. You get hard watching him desperately finger fuck himself, so eager to have something inside of him. When he starts panting your name you click your tongue and his head shoots up, stopping but not pulling his fingers out yet. “Naughty boy,” Mammon whimpers,

“Nuh- no, was trying to be good, get ready for you,” he tries, finally removing his fingers. You make your way to the bed, tossing his tail at the other end.

“You couldn’t be patient and wait a few minutes could you pup? Your slutty hole can’t wait to be filled, you naughty puppy,” you grab his thighs and pull him down under you, Mammon squeaks at your rough manhandling of him. With one hand you grab the lube next to him and coat your cock, “you’re going to regret touching yourself without permission,” you tell him, and thrust fully into him. He lets out a little grunt at the feeling of suddenly being so full, pre collecting at his head already. You don’t wait for him to adjust, but you start out slow, grabbing his hips for leverage.

“Faster,” he begs, grinding back against you. You spank his thigh hard,

“Mind your fucking manners pup,” you growl, keeping your pace steady. Mammon wails,

“‘M sorry master,” he wraps his legs around your waist, “please faster, please,” he tries again. You ignore his pleas, continuing to fuck him hard and slow. Mammon begs and whines under you, his hands coming up to play with his nipples. You allow him, thinking it’s cute how he knows not to touch his weeping cock, yet he’s still searching for pleasure.

Eventually you lose your patience with fucking him so slow, so you quicken your pace. Mammon howls as you do,

“Oh thank you master, thank you, thank you,” he babbles, clenching around you as you fuck him good and deep. You grunt as he flutters and clenches around you, angling your hips so you hit his prostate with each thrust. Mammon lets out little “ah, ah, ah's", his mouth falling open, his eyes fluttering shut, as he grabs the sheets beneath him. Grabbing the ring at the front of his collar with one hand, you pull him up into a sloppy, filthy kiss. It’s messy and desperate, with him sucking on your tongue and your teeth occasionally clacking. When you pull back to catch your breath Mammon is panting, drool covering his lips and chin, looking up at you with glazed over eyes.

“You gonna cum soon puppy?” you ask, your voice rough and deep. All Mammon can do is nod, arching his back and clenching around you. You let go of his collar, and reach down to stroke him off, “go ahead puppy,” you permit, once again pulling down his foreskin to give his head attention. Mammon jerks helplessly as he tries to grind against your cock and fuck your fist simulatiously.

“Gon’ cum master, ungh fuck, thank you,” he mumbles before tensing up and cumming into your hand. He squeezes around you like a vice, clamping his eyes shut, while his mouth drops open in a silent scream. You fuck him through it, chasing your own orgasm as Mammon falls apart on your cock. “Cum inside please master, please, fill me with yer cum, please- No!” he feels you pull out fully, his eyes shooting open. You jerk yourself off and cum on his cock and stomach instead, moaning his name as you do.

When you come down from your high you notice Mammon is crying, sobbing, at the fact that you didn’t fill him up. You hush and coo, holding him close while swiping away his tears gently. He leans into your touch, wrapping his arms around you to ground himself,

“I told you, you were going to regret touching yourself, pup,” you remind him softly, kissing him lovingly. When you pull away he’s not as distraught,

“If ‘m good, then you’ll fill me up with yer cum?” he asks sweetly. You huff out a laugh,

“Of course puppy, are you going to behave?” he nods eagerly at your question, “good boy,” you praise, stretching out his hole and pressing your flaccid cock inside. “We’ll wait until I’m hard again and then I’ll give you my cum, okay puppy?”

“Thank you master,” Mammon sighs, smiling in a way that makes you know that you’ve got a busy night ahead of you.

Human Technology

human!Mammon x m!demon!reader

smut; Mammon brings home a special toy he wants to show you from one of his shopping trips, sponsored by you.

sugar daddy reader, top!dom!reader, daddy kink, vibrating cock ring, overstimulation, mentions of multiple orgasms, anal

Mammon enters your flat with a bright grin on his face and flashy sunglasses over his eyes. His arms carry an arrangement of bags, each from a different brand in a different color.

"Daddy! I'm home!"

You turn your head to the entrance hall, beckoning the human to your lap. Mammon hums to himself while approaching you, quickly letting his bags drop, and puts his sunglasses on the table. One of the smaller bags stays in his hand before he finally finds his place on your lap, a pleasantly satisfied scent dripping off of him.

"How much did you spend, baby?"

Your core sin reflects in Mammon's eyes, shining bright as he reveals the 7k left in brand-name clothes and designer jewelry. Your hands find their place on his hips, squeezing encouragingly.

"So, tell me what that means, honey."

His bright demeanor switches, a familiar blush invading his cheeks and his still glowing eyes cast down, shy to tell you what you want to hear.

"It means I owe ya seven," Mammon says reluctantly, hiding his face in your neck as you inquire seven of what. "Seven orgasms, daddy."

You praise your shy human by patting his head with a low chuckle in your throat, grabbing his hair after to pull him away from your neck. Your eyes are devouring him already, and the shiver it evokes is cutely obvious.

"I actually- I got somethin', so it's easier to repay my debts," Mammon reveals, glancing at you through his lashes.

"Are you saying my cock isn't enough?"

Mammon quickly shakes his head, a flash of fear spiking through him at your tone.

"Just thought it'd be more fun like this, ya know?" his confidence is back after pulling a small package from the bag he put next to you.

"What's that?" you bluntly question while inspecting the "cock-ring" given to you by Mammon. You're not familiar with human technology, especially nothing in the erotic realm. As a demon, traditional skin-on-sin contact is best. But you're willing to make an exception for Mammon.

"I'll just show ya, 'kay??"

Mammon's excitement is bleeding off of him as he jumps up from your lap and starts undressing, and in the blink of an eye, his tongue cutely pokes the inside of his cheek as he stretches himself for you. You watch with starving eyes, the toy almost forgotten under the stunning visual of your human getting ready for your demon cock.

Mammon pulls his fingers out of himself, quickly stroking his dick a few times to get the also newly bought lube smeared over it. Almost theatrically, he gets the toy out of its box, twirls it between his fingers a few times, and finally slips it over his cock. His bright grin reaches your face, but you're not sure what to make of this thing wrapped around the human you own, and only you're allowed to touch there.

He suddenly hands you another smaller device, which glows in the same color as the thing around his dick. He mentions it as a remote and cheekily tempts you to press one of the buttons. You lean back into the couch's cushions before doing as he told you.

His sudden twitch and the strange buzzing make you jump a little before you finally figure out the toy's function. You sit back again, curiously watching Mammon's reactions to each of the settings on the remote. You settle onto a simple one, praising him for picking such a fun little thing.

You don't even have to give him the order to finally get your dick in his hole. Mammon does it all by himself, and you can't help but wonder what an obedient human you've pulled yourself in with him. His warmth nicely wraps around you, and you can't help but smirk at his adorable attempts at riding you.

The vibrations have his hips twitch constantly, making it close to impossible to keep a steady pace, and you find it more entertaining than the actual stimulation on your cock. You coo at him while reaching out, taking the cock ring to slide it along his shaft. Mammon courses shamelessly, his body quivering as he tries to stay stable on top of you. His nails dig deep into his own thighs, threatening to leave long-lasting bruises, which you can't wait to admire later, 

You enjoy watching his build-up to his first orgasm, a warmth spreading under your skin as white ropes of his semen stain your torso. You quickly switch to a different setting on your remote, barely letting the human come down from his orgasm.

"Make sure to count, baby boy," you remind playfully, grinning at Mammon's pathetic whine. 

Deal With a Drunkie

You make a deal with Venti for unlimited drinks

FTM!Venti x Top!Male Bartender Reader

Warnings: Teasing, Oral, Drunk Venti, Consensual, Venti gets his hands tied up, breeding kink at the end

Words: 986

"You're on shift today?" Venti groans.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You raise an eyebrow.

"You always cut me off!" He whines and sits on an empty barstool.

"'Cause you don't pay, your tab is building up. You should be grateful I even let you drink at all, I have to cut the losses at some point."

"You're just like Diluc!" He pouts.

"Then Diluc's a smart guy."

"Ugh...C'mon, look, I'll cut you a deal." Venti leans in. "Lend me your ear."

"Uh?" You lean in as well, allowing him to whisper in your ear.

"I'll give you a vision." He says.

"Hah!" You laughed at his words. "Not even an Archon can give visions, what makes you think a bard can?"

"Wh- How'd you know about that?" Venti looks at you, taken a back.

"Common sense. I mean, if archons could give visions, would the Tsaritsa be giving out delusions to soldiers instead of visions?" You shrugged.

"M-makes sense...Then.." He thinks for a moment. "I'll sing you as many songs as you'd like! I'll be free entertainment for the tavern!"

"I'll pass. I'd rather not be forced to hear your voice for hours on end. Plus, I can think of a different way you can use your mouth and hands." You winked, joking.

Venti blushed. "How about you show me then?"

"Show you?"

"Yeah...I'll...I'll do whatever you want."

"You want booze that bad?"

"It's unlimited drinks, I'll do anything for that!"

"Pfft. Sure. Alright, what would you like to start with?"

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"Unbutton that shirt of yours for me will ya?" You ask as you take off his cape and toss it elsewhere. He'd already taken off his corset earlier to 'allow room for more drinks'. He fumbles with the buttons, drunk.

"C'mon pretty boy, I ain't got all night." You say impatiently. He eventually gets it off.

"Hmm." You smile and grope his small tits. "Your only redeeming quality is your body."

He blushes and whimpers.

"Get on your knees." You order. Venti immediately drops to his knees. "Let's see what that mouth can do, hm?" You unbuckle your belt and take off your pants. Venti grabs the band of your underwear and pulls it down. He gasps at the size.

He takes a deep breath and covers your dick in saliva, licking from the base to the tip. He sort of kisses the head of your cock before putting almost half of your length in his throat. He sucks you off diligently, doing his best to satisfy you.

"Shit- You're pretty fuckin' good-" You groan. "You must do this often."

Venti tries to deny it but just gets you going even further the way he tries to say 'no' while still sucking you off.

"Probably do it for free stuff too. I bet everyone loves using your cute little body." You smirk.

"N-no! I don't I- I've never done this before!"

"Really now? Are you a virgin too?"

He nods. You smirk.

"You don't seem the type." You look at him with interest.

"I just didn't have the time.." He says.

"So if you did, you'd be a prostitute?" You joke.

"That's not what I meant!"

"You must watch a lot of porn though, it looks like you knew what you were doing." You say thoughtfully.

Venti turns red and looks away.

"I knew it, guess you were hoping an opportunity like this would come around, huh? Turn around."

Venti looks at you confused but turns around anyway. You gently push him closer to the floor and bring his ass close to your hips.

You grab your belt and tie his hands behind his back. You didn't have plans to force him into sex, you just liked the way guys looked when they're restrained.

"Hey! What're you doing?!" Venti turns his head to you and gasps as you pull his shorts down.

"What? You thought I was gonna stop at a blowjob?" You rub his pussy through his underwear.

"Well...fine...Go ahead." He turns back around.

"You don't sound all that excited about it. I don't have to do it if its gonna be like that, I guess I can deal with just blowjobs." You shrug.

"N-no! That's-"

"Hm?"

"...Please fuck me!"

"I don't know..." You tease his little dicklit.

"Fuh~ please! Please~ mmh~ pow~ pound my puh~ pussy with your co- cock, please! I beh- beg you!" He squirms in your touch.

"Oh? No problem." You grin, pulling his underwear down.

You start to stretch him out. "Just pu- put it in!" Venti shakes his head.

"You're so demanding now." You laugh and fulfill his command.

"Yes~!" He moans as he feels you bottom out. "Fuh- Fuck~ Don't wait!"

You do as he says and start pounding into him.

"More~! More~!" Drool spills out of his mouth.

You give him more, hitting his cervix over and over.

"Fuck- Fuck~!" He was too drunk to even feel much pain.

"Shit- feels good, huh?" You lick your lips.

"So good~ (Name)~!" Venti nods.

"Didn't take long for you to become a cock whore." You smack his ass. "Or maybe you were born one."

"Fuck! I'm a co~ cock whore~!"

"You just wanna take my fucking dick all night, don't you." You rub his ass, preparing him for another slap.

"Uh~!" He moans at the slap. "Yes~! Fuh- Fuck me all~ night~! Please~!"

"Of course." You bite his shoulder.

"Hngh~! Ah~! Clo- close! Close~!" Venti tightens around you.

"Me too-" You groan.

"Cuh- cum inside~! Im- impreg~ impregnate me~!"

"You wanna get knocked up?" You groaned again as you felt Venti reach his orgasm.

"Yes~! Gimme your kids~! Fuck- Fucking breed me~!"

"Cumming-" Your movements turned sloppy.

"(Name)~!"

"Fillin' you up. Gonna make you a dad-" You say as you cum inside of Venti.

"Don't- Don't you d-dare stop!" Venti starts moving his body against yours.

"Wasn't planning to." You grinned.

omg the tentacle fucking zhongli one 😳 imagine tentacles binding his arms together and other tentacles wrapped around his legs, spreading them wide apart so that you can have a good view. Having two thick tentacles fucking the deepest parts of him at sickening speeds while a smaller third tentacle rubbing against his prostate ruthlessly. Twos tentacles are jerking him off, one on his shaft and the other on his top, and the lube making it easier for them to move quickly. another tentacle is fondling with his sensitive balls and occasionally squeezing them. two other tentacles are toying with his nipples; flicking, pulling, sucking, and rubbing them so quickly that he could just cum from that alone. His moans would be so loud and lewd. The tentacles are continuously pulling out the lewdest sounds from his lips. His eyes are rolled to back of his head as he is being stimulated everywhere at such sickening speeds. And then having one thick tentacle fucking the back of his throat relentlessly, making him gag and moan, but that still isn’t enough to quiet down his loud moans. Making him cum over and over again till he doesn’t even know his own name. He can’t even protest because of the tentacle fucking his throat. Tears springing out of his eyes as his vision goes blurry from the pleasure. His voice straining even further as each moan escapes his sore and puffy lips. He’ll probably eventually pass out after the nth orgasm, but the tentacles won’t be stopping until you’re satisfied. And who knows when you’ll be satisfied, maybe till morning?

and if the tentacles can shoot cum up his ass? you know zhongli’s getting stuffed so much, it drips down his thighs and starts forming a puddle on the ground.

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tentacle sex has me going feral LMAO also this was not proofread cause I have an assignment due tomorrow and I’m trying to finish it up 🥲

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fucking his throat with tentacles 🤤🤤🤤 I wanna hear all the pretty gags and sobs he can make... when you're done his lips are all red and puffy, then you can tease him about how slutty he looks after getting his mouth fucked for so long! n when you're satisfied with fucking his hole, spread it apart so you can inspect all the cum inside of him. let it all drip out and take pics for memories' sake <3 so sorry zhongli but the titty tentacles ain't coming off tonight

good luck on your assignment!!! I'm supposed to be working today too but I had 0 energy so I just turned to tumblr instead 💀

✧ Feeling you through these walls ✧

Fandom: Obey Me

Characters: Simeon/Solomon x reader (separated)

Warnings: bottom/sub characters, top/dom male amab reader, use of fleshlight, dub-con, reader have dick piercing in Simeon's part, mention of sin and corruption.

Summary: After buying a fleshlight in a dubious sex shop, you certainly did not expect to enjoy that overly pleasurable and realistic toy to this extent.

Words: 2.600

Minors (-17) & Blank blogs dni

Part 1: Solomon & Simeon

Part 2: Diavolo & Barbatos

Part 3: …

✧ You met Simeon and Luke at the same time, for a short time though, as they were just staying in the Devildom for a few weeks.

✧ Having a crush on an angel wasn't the easiest thing in the world, especially when he had to go back to the Celestial Realm. The goodbyes were difficult, Luke cried softly into your torso before they really had to leave.

✧ You did not expect to be hit with a wet dream of Simeon the same night, waking us sweating and with a hard-on. Still sleepy, you couldn't remember what was the dream or how it ended, but you knew by how much precum was sliding down your dick, that it has been a good dream.

✧ In the state you were in, you knew it would be impossible to go back to sleep, even after taking a cold shower. Out of desperation and with the urgent need to relieve yourself, you opened the drawer and took the first toy that you found.

✧ Much to your surprise, it was one that you never used before. It was a fleshlight that you found in a dubious sex shop, in one of the darkest parts of the shop, and it was on sale, so you bought it but completely forgot about it.

✧ Observing it, you watch in amazement as the insides change shape, taking a whole new form, which was much tighter. You could remember that on the box, it was said to perfectly imitate the shape of the one you desired the most, who was obviously your dear and pure angel.

✧ The idea of doing something so unholy while thinking about an angel was awful, but you couldn't resist, giving in to the temptation and sin. He would never know about it anyway, right?

✧ Simeon was relaxing in the garden when he felt the strange sensation. He had to stop walking, touching his lower stomach with a curious and questioning expression on his face, another angel asking if he was feeling okay.

✧ At first, he was confused by the feeling, wondering what was happening, thinking that he perhaps ate too much, and it made him sick. But then, as the sensation became stronger in a certain place, it hits him, hard.

✧ Simeon was a virgin, he never touched himself, even though he was curious, and certainly never thought about doing it with someone. That was a lie… Since he went to the Devildom and met you, his thoughts were full of sin, his dreams were haunting his mind and pulling at the purest part of his heart.

✧ But now was not the time to think about it, he needed to figure out what was happening to him first. Simeon excused himself and ran to his room, closing and locking the door behind him, so he could not be found in such a compromising situation. He had no idea what was inside of him, but it was absolutely divine and showed a whole new world.

✧ As the movement became clearer, he recognized long and thick fingers, pushing against his walls, trying to fit another one despite his hole being so tight. He hated the fact that someone else than you was touching him, it gave him a chill of disgust, but he also could not stop the person doing this to him, so he closed his eyes and imagined you.

✧ Simeon was so close to crying, teary eyes making it impossible for him to see anything, he felt his body reject the touch. Until he was finally empty, he thought it was over at first, but something much larger pressed against his entrance. As the tip went in, the tears rolled down his cheeks, followed by a moan mixed with a sob.

✧ He was going to pray, beg for it to stop, until he felt it, the cold metal entering his body and scraping his walls. He recognized it in an instant, Simeon recognized you… For a simple reason, the dick piercings.

✧ During a conversation with Asmodeus, the Avatar of Lust couldn't keep to himself the last secrets he discovered or heard about. That's how he learned that the man accidentally walked into your bathroom while you were showering, and even more than seeing you naked, he discovered that you had dick piercings, more precisely, a lorum and a frenum. This newfound information about you never managed to leave his mind, and that's how he immediately recognized whose dick was penetrating him right now.

✧ It couldn't be just a coincidence.

✧ A spike of pleasure brought him back to the present, the feeling of being full was pervasive, foreign and yet so good. Simeon couldn't stop the embarrassing noises coming out of his mouth, the thought of you doing this to him was so lewd and good.

✧ He had no idea if you were intentionally doing this to him or not, but he was basking in the newfound sensation and pleasure anyway, unable to do anything but take it. His body and mind were begging for you, and nothing could bring him back to the good, pure, path.

✧ Simeon did not care as his wings turned grey, proof of sin and abandonment.

✧ Everything became too much, your thrusts, the feeling of being filled up to the brim while remaining empty, the last uncontrolled twitch of your dick inside his body, painting him as yours. Simeon came fast and all over his bed, not able to tell you to stop as you keep dragging multiple orgasms out of him, only stopping when you'll be satisfied.

✧ When you finally halted, Simeon was left with an aching cock, a numb mind and shaking legs, the ruined sheets taunting him. He glanced at his bed, noticing multiple black feathers circling him, but he could not bring himself to care.

✧ Without a word, he cleaned himself, cursing about his clothes being far too tight as his sensitivity was already too heightened. Cleaning the rest of his room, he sat down on his bed after looking in the mirror, understanding that it was over.

✧ It seemed like Simeon was going to come back to the Devildom much quicker than he expected, with a desperate need of an explanation, but also to make the urge at the bottom of his heart and lower stomach disappear.

✧ Solomon, such a wise sorcerer, calmly reading a book in his room after class, relaxing after such a long day. He was disappointed that you couldn't spend the afternoon with him, as you had to hang out with lower demons, and he decided to focus on widening his knowledge instead.

✧ You came back to your room a few hours after, dishevelled and shaking, your mind was an utter mess. While being out, you, unfortunately, got hit by a spell heightening your sensitivity, which lead you to come back to your room earlier than intended.

✧ Your day has been long and not the best one, you had already some pent-up frustration, and the spell only worsened your state. Because of this, you had to unwind everything, and release once and for all this frustration.

✧ That's when your eyes fell on this bag, placed in the corner of your room, completely forgotten. The item contained in this bag was bought weeks ago, but you never had the time to use it or even thought about it.

✧ You spent so much money on it, and it remained useless… perhaps it was the occasion to finally unpack it.

✧ Without another thought, you took it out of the bag, and the dark purple packaging, looking at the most realistic fleshlight you have ever seen.

✧ Rapidly cleaning it with water before squirting lube into it, you gasped as the opening closed suddenly as if trying to keep the fluid in. The insides were clenching around nothing, reacting to any touch or feeling, which was extremely realistic for an object like this one. Though, it was not surprising as you were in the Devildom, and demon of lust obviously existed.

✧ Curiosity got the best of you, and you couldn't help but plunge your fingers into it, marvelled by how tight it became. At first, you could not even move your fingers, feeling the plastic flesh clench and prevent any movement. The sensation was mind-blowing, and your patience was running thin.

✧ Not waiting one more instant, you were unbuttoning your pants and letting them slide down your legs along with your underwear.

✧ A few rooms away, Solomon's book hit the floor with a loud thud, echoing through the entire room. The sorcerer lurched forward in his chair, his hand touching his pants, not understanding how it could be dry while he felt his hole overflowing. Soon, another fluid was squirted into him, making his head slam back, a whine escaping his lips.

✧ Quiet gasps and moans flew out of his mouth, the feeling of being fingered open was overwhelming, he could only beg to the emptiness of his room to get it over with. At first, he was confused and wanted it to stop, but then the pleasure took over, and he could not help but spread his legs.

✧ It was oh-so frustrating, he could feel everything, how the fingers were curling up inside of him, hitting his most pleasurable spots, loosening up so perfectly. But also, while that fluid was spread inside of him, his hole stayed desperately empty, he could feel it but couldn't do anything, not even fuck himself back onto those experimented fingers.

✧ As minutes passed, he grew impatient, annoyed by how the fingers were playing with him as if he could not feel anything. It was almost as if he was not here, only his body and especially his ass mattered, not any other part of him was being touched. Humiliated, he had to start playing with his cock himself, hoping it would be enough to bring him to his orgasm.

✧ Too focused on getting himself off, he was surprised when you finally penetrated him. You can't even imagine how loud the whorish moan that left his mouth was, feeling your entire dick enter him in one push, without slowing down or stopping once. There was no time for him to get accustomed to the feeling of being forced open, only able to lean forward and take it like a good toy.

✧ The quick pace that was taken immediately broke his mind, each thrust was powerful and deep, hitting all the good spots that the fingers previously found. At this pace, Solomon was not even going to last five minutes, he was already out of breath and twitching uncontrollably when you started.

✧ On your side, you were amazed by how realistic the fleshlight was, almost as good as a real person. You moaned and groaned every time it would tighten up around you, the way it was clenching so violently sometimes after touching a certain stop or moving at a certain angle was lewd and delightful. A whine would get pulled out of your mouth when it would tight so much you weren't even able to thrust out, the hole desperately trying to keep you inside.

✧ As your mind gets clouded with pleasure, your thoughts went towards the one who's been driving you insane. Thinking about a certain sorcerer while masturbating was so humiliating, but it was too good to stop, especially as you felt yourself on the edge.

✧ You tried to convince yourself it was just a way to cum faster, that's all… It had nothing to do with your feelings for him, how tiny his waist was, how his thighs looked when he crossed his legs, how he would always press himself against you when he was tensed, resting on your lap when he wanted to catch up on his sleep, or… 

✧ Solomon was the one you wanted, and not just a stupid toy.

✧ While you were edging yourself, Solomon came embarrassingly fast, not able to keep it in. His face flushed red when he saw droplets of cum wetting the pages of his book. Now, he would be unable to act as if it never happened, this mess would remind him of it forever.

✧ Unfortunately, he did not have the time to grab something to clean his precious book, as you already started to move again. This time, you were set on cumming without any more edging, only wanting to fill up that toy and then get to work.

✧ By the end of it, Solomon was sweating profusely, on all fours on the ground, cheek resting against the cold floor as his hands were holding his legs open. A small puddle of cum could be messily seen under him, while he also tried his best to not fall into it and dirty his stomach, the humiliation would be too strong.

✧ It was with trembling legs that he went to his bathroom, cleaning himself and the ground, not able to glance at the mirror from embarrassment. It took him some long minutes to regain his composure, but everything that happened always came back to his mind, so he went out to distract himself.

✧ That's when he walked in front of your room and decided to knock, knowing your joyful and friendly attitude around him would get rid of those thoughts.

✧ After the first knock, there was no reply, so he knocked again. He didn't understand why there was no sound, he knew you came back a few hours ago, he heard the door along with the distinct sound of your steps.

✧ Curious, he opened the door, only to find the room empty along with your bed, the sheets were thrown on the side without a care. Finally, he noticed the door of your bathroom being open, and the water of the tap running, as he came towards it, calling your name.

✧ Solomon certainly did not expect to see you half naked, with just a towel around your waist. And even less to find you with a fleshlight in your hand, full of cum and ready to clean it with water. He wanted to leave discreetly, until he saw you plunge your fingers inside the toy to get the fluid out, the sensation of being full again coming back full force.

✧ His legs shook and almost gave up under him, and he ran out of your room as fast as he could, slamming the door shut behind him. That's when he realises what really happened, it was not a stupid prank or spell that has been cast on him, he was being fucked open by you. Just the thought of it made his cock twitches painfully in his pants, and he ended up staying in his room the rest of the evening.

✧ Meanwhile, you were still oblivious to what happened. You did hear someone leave your room in a hurry and slam the door behind them, but you only expected someone to get surprised by your presence and run away to not get caught.

✧ The last thing you expected was to get a text from Solomon, as he was unable to face you yet, the embarrassment too strong for the poor sorcerer. Or, perhaps, he was still completely naked in his bed, fingers deep inside of him in the hope to feel that pleasure again, to no avail.

✧ The text he sent you was explicit, and you understood instantly what he was talking about.

→ “Next time you buy a magical item, come to me first.”

→ “Also, warn me the next time you use it, I don't want to be teased like this during classes.”

→ “… I am free this evening if you are perhaps interested.”

✧ author note

→ Thank you for reading. 

Reblogs and comments are always appreciated!

Here is my ko-fi, if you would like to support or commission me!

Zhongli x Male Reader

Content Warning: I mean not too rough and kinda short so…. Just Zhongli being a whore 😖

A loud moan escapes Zhongli’s lips as you slip a finger into his tight hole. As you continued to finger him, the only words escaping his mouth were ‘more!’ and ‘please!’. As you removed your fingers, you started to insert your cock, moving slowly. Zhongli swore that you had to be in already! He could see his stomach bulging as you slowly sank in. He could feel his arousal growing every second. As soon as you were in, you stopped the slow pacing and immediately started to rut into him. He thought he was going to die from the brutal pacing you made. Every thrust came to an even louder moan. “ Such a needy whore. I just got in and you’re already clenching around me.” You doubt that he was listening, due to the fact that his eyes were rolled into his head.

Zhongli on the other hand felt like he was seeing stars! He loved how you were wrecking his insides. If he could get pregnant he would after this! He started to slur his words but you could still make out a few ‘more’s’ and ‘please’s’. You could feel his walls getting clenching and could see his dick twitching. It wasn't long after until he came. You continued to fuck him through his orgasm, looking for your release. As you painted his insides white, he let out a loud moan. It almost looked like he had heart eyes for a second. Babbling about how great it felt, but it still looked like he had something to say.

"tell me slut, tell me what you want me to do to you."

“Pl-please! Please fuck my mouth- please! -ah”

And who were you to deny this poor sluts request?

You ruthlessly rutted into the needy sluts mouth, saliva running down his chin. He was gagging every time you made a thrust. You kept your hand on the back of his head, just barely allowing him to breathe. “Such a filthy slut. I wonder what the citizens of Liyue would think if they found out you were getting fucked like a common whore? They surely wouldn't think so highly of you. They would call you a prostitute.” Zhongli couldn’t hear a word of what you were saying, as he was zoned out. You took advantage of this moment of bliss to take your free hand to stroke his member.Not long after he passes out. You plant a kiss on his cheek. “We’re not done yet.”

Full of You ♡

Kazuha had no idea how obsessed he'd become with you after settling down and becoming your maid

FTM!Maid!Kazuha x Top!Masc Reader

Request | Kinktober | No AFAB language ver (AO3)

Contains: Non-Con Somnophilia, Scent Kink, Finger Sucking, Oral, Obsessiveness, Breeding, Mating Press

Words: 888

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As your maid, Kazuha works very hard to take care of the house while you're away.

The times you come home are pretty irregular, sometimes you don't come home at all. Some days you come home really late and knock out before you can even eat dinner.

You have him wear cute outfits so that when you are home you at least have something to soothe your sour eyes. You noticed that he's made some adjustments to his clothes, shortening the skirts to the point where you can see his underwear.

You figured it was just because it was more comfortable for him and of course you weren't complaining.

The real reason is that Kazuha just wants to show off his body, to tempt you into fucking him. So far no advances. Although just seeing you is enough to make him happy but when you don't show up, he gets needy.

When you're gone, he uses items of yours to masturbate. Deep throating a spoon you used, wearing your unwashed underwear with a vibrator inside while he works, fingering himself on your bed before he changes the sheets, etcetera.

He doesn't have a lot to do since he's usually the only one in the house so he needs to pass the time somehow.

And today, you're finally home. You're asleep, but you're home.

And Kazuha can't wait any longer.

Kazuha climbs onto your lap, thankful that you're sleeping on your back, and grinds against your clothed crotch. He grabs your arm and brings your fingers to his mouth and starts sucking on them desperately, moaning quietly.

You groan in your sleep, bucking your hips and trying to chase the sensation.

Kazuha moves off of you and pulls your underwear off, breathing heavily on the dick he's been fantasizing about for so long.

"Wanna choke on your cock.." He licks your length like it's a sweet treat, dripping wet from your delicious smell. He kisses the head of your cock before wrapping his lips around it.

Kazuha moves his head down, forcing himself to take your cock all the way to the hilt. His eyes roll back in pleasure. He moans at the taste of your pre cum.

You growl unconsciously in pleasure, loving the wet warmth around your length.

He bobs his head up and down, tears forming in his eyes as he eagerly swallows up your length. He pulls his underwear off and sits on your thigh, rubbing against it desperately. Your thigh brushes against the tip of his bottom growth, pulling him into a powerful orgasm.

Kazuha stays still, practically cock warming you as he drenches your thigh with slick. His tongue wraps around your leaking cockhead, still wanting to make you come.

You start bucking your hips up, stabbing the back of his throat with your cock as you chase your climax. It's not long before you're releasing your load inside him, taking a while to get everything out due to not masturbating for a while.

Kazuha doesn't mind of course, the more the better. He quickly swallows everything and when you're finally done, he licks up the cum that he previously failed to swallow.

You mumble something before relaxing and falling deeper into your sleep.

He climbs on top of you again, lifting himself up and slowly lowering himself down onto you. He has to cover his mouth to prevent you from hearing his uncontrollably noisy moans.

Kazuha takes his time taking you inside him, savoring every moment and feeling of becoming full with your dick. He clenches around you, pussy basically slobbering all over your length.

You stir awake, a smirk growing on your face. "Kazuha?" You say, your tired voice making him mewl.

"Si- sir.."

You grab his hips, caressing his soft body. "What an interesting thing to wake up to," You muse. "My whore of a maid swallowing my cock whole."

Kazuha whimpers.

"I wonder, what shall I do with you now?" You hum, hands moving to grope his ass.

"Ple- please fuck me sir~ wanna be bred by you, please~" Kazuha squirms.

You switch positions, moving Kazuha on his back. You grab his thighs and force his legs on the sides of his head, allowing you to plunge deeper inside him.

Kazuha rolls his head back, moaning insanely loud as you pound his cunt. "Mo- more~! Bre- breed me sir~!"

You groan, loving this slutty side of him. "What are you, a cum slut?" You mock. "So desperate for me to fill you up~"

"Ye- yes~! 'M a cum slut~!" Kazuha exclaims. "Ne- need you tah fi- fill~ me up sir~!"

"I should've fucked you the moment you took the job." You bite your lip. "Your pussy feels so fucking good, so damn wet and tight."

Kazuha whines in pleasure, elated that you love his body. "Gh- gonna come~!"

"Shit- me too." You thrust into him harder. "Gonna breed your tight cunt-"

He squeals happily, tightening around you and squeezing your cock to draw out its cum. You burst inside of him, giving him your second load of the night.

Kazuha twitches at the feeling of your cock pulsating inside him. You allow his legs to go back to their original position as your movements come to a halt.

"You should wake me up like that more often." You wink.

heyy, could i request a tamaki x reader where the reader just completely ignores his safeword and it turns into a complete mess, tamaki doesnt really say anything about it after but he is really afraid about it happening again!

silent pleas — tamaki x male reader

##AUTHORS%NOTES: Finished doing all my work so decided to write this haha. Hope you guys enjoy!

tw. ignoring safe words, overstimulation, consensual sex turns into non con, panicked tamaki, no aftercare

Tamaki wanted to trust you— You probably misheard him when he said his safe word right?! Why were you still pounding into him and filling him up with your cum? Couldn’t you tell that he was in pain?

Tamaki tried to squirm away from your grasp, A whimper leaving his lips as he felt your hot breath against his sensitive ear. Your hold on him suddenly tightened— A pained gasp leaving his pretty little mouth as you started to fuck him harder. “If you try squirming away I’ll only fuck you faster, Tama-chan.”

He was hysteric— Crying and whimpering for you to slow down however you only ignored his plea, Continuing to fuck him faster as you came inside of him for the umpteenth time, pulling out after you emptied your load inside of him. Tamaki sighed in relief, trying not sob as he felt his entire body heating up, his limbs sore and his cock red and limp.

“Fuck— You were so good for me Tamaki. So so good.” You groaned as you slumped beside him, The blissed expression on your face almost making Tamaki scared. Were you going to fuck him again? God please no—! He was too sensitive! At this point, He would pass out!

He was thankful however once he heard soft snores coming from your bigger form, heaving a sigh in relief. Although he was upset that you were unable to hear him utter his safe word. He was more scared that it would happen again— And he was even more scared thinking about the consequences if ever he did disobey you. After all, Tamaki didn’t and would never wanna dispslease his master.

Saiki Kusuo x Seme!Male!Reader [Smut]

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As Saiki’s best friend, it was impossible for him to hide anything from (M/n). The male knew about his powers, only because they’ve known each other since he remembers. (M/n) was always there for him, to cover his mishaps and help him express himself.

Although that never worked with those classmates that called themselves his friends.

Specially, Nendo and Kaido, it was hard to refuse anything they said, but (M/n) somehow found the way… some times.

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