White Mustang

White Mustang

Featuring - Mammon x Fem!Reader

Warnings - Car/drunk sex, Oral Sex F!Receiving, Biting, Slightly Possessive Mammon, Overstimulation

Rating - Explicit

Song choice - White Mustang (Lana Del Rey)

A/N - I’m literally so excited I couldn’t help myself, I hope you all enjoy the first installment of my Kinktober Listing, the next will be posted October 3rd!

Deep Indigo night always enveloped the Devildom sky, city-lights and twinkling stars illuminating the streets beautifully. Mammon’s free-hand rested on your thigh as you gazed out of the passenger-seat window.

Car rides like this were always enjoyable with him, 90’s R&B softly playing from the radio, the finest whiskey the Devildom had to offer, and the scent of his cologne flowing through the air; leather, smooth amber, and vanilla liqueur—a scent you grew to love.

City-lights grew dull as he turned and parked into an empty lot, flashing city-lights being replaced with the outdoor post lights that gently illuminated the dark parking lot.

The sight of Mammon being softly highlighted by the dim post lights, he looked beautiful—arguably more than the Devildom night.

‘Want another?’ his words cut through the silence as he offered you another glass of whiskey, a simple nod was all he needed to grab your glass and pour you another one.

—

Your thoughts were a drunken haze as Mammon tore through your clothes from the backseat, kneeling between your thighs as your legs rested over his shoulders. Peppering soft greedy kisses along the inside of your plush thighs, tearing faint cries from you as he worked his way towards your heat.

Mammon paused before staring up at you through deep hooded eyes laced with greed, waiting for a silent confirmation—the light nod you gave was all he needed before biting and sucking a hickey into your inner thigh, kissing over the bruise and placing another on the opposing thigh. Relishing every pleasured gasp you let out as he sloppily marked your body as his.

“Mine, all mine..” he murmured between sloppy kisses and rough bites, his words ringing in your ears as he finally met your heat.

“All yours, Baby, all yours.” you reassured, reaching down to stroke his snowy locks from between your thighs—tightening your grip and pulling him closer as he licked a greedily line along the length of your cunt, softly groaning at the taste of your slick.

Mammon didn’t waste any time, spreading your folds and dipping his tongue into your heat, kneading soft circles into your thigh as he kept it from closing in on him, letting out faint curses at the feeling of you scratching and tugging at his scalp.

Your head buzzed from the overstimulation; the vibrations of his voice leading from your cunt to your core, his nose nudging and teasing your sensitive clit, the sound of his greedy slurping and your high-pitched moans, that daunting knot in your lower stomach threatening to snap—it was all too much for your drunken mind.

Your quivering legs and screams of utter pleasure were all tell-tale signs Mammon knew all too well of, “C’mon, Treasure, ruin yourself for me.” His voice was low as he replaced his tongue with two of his slender fingers.

You could feel that devilish smirk he always wore as he directed his pointed tongue towards your aching clit, flicking the sensitive bud as he urged you to cum.

Your voice was a coarse high-pitched moan of his name as you came, giving his chin and car seats a pearly coating of your cum and his saliva.

“That’s my girl”, he looked up to meet your glossy half-lidded eyes, giving your quivering thighs a gentle squeeze before returning his greedy tongue to your overly sensitive cunt, cleaning up the sweet mess he made of you.

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Love Scars

Featuring - Beelzebub x Fem!Reader

Warnings - Marking, Overstimulation, Unprotected Sex, Slight Size Kink, Doggy Style

Rating - Explicit

Song choice - Love Scars (Trippie Redd)

You and Beelzebub have been together for years, you know just about everything about each other, hell, you’ve done it countless times.

Yet, despite all of that, sex with him was always better than the last—no matter how many times he’s drilled that thick blunt tip in and out of your sensitive cunt, adjusting to his sheer size was seemingly impossible for you.

No amount of foreplay could ever prepare you for that mouth-watering stretch that effortlessly made your eyes roll to the back of your head; taking him whole wasn’t off the table, it just wasn’t an option for now.

Now, you cried out his name between broken moans into your tear-soaked pillow as he took you from behind—rutting his drooling reddened tip against your cervix, ignoring that slight sting of your nails digging into his bicep in a poor attempt to get him to slow down.

Beelzebub was far too enamored with the opalescent mix of his cum and your slick coating his shaft to slow down his rough pace, besides, he knew you could handle it. He took your wrists into one of his hands, pulling you back and closer to him, licking a heated line up your sweat-slicked back before taking a bite into the flesh of your shoulder with a groan.

Your cries of his name being cut off by a sharp moan as he bit and suck into the flesh of your shoulder, pulling back just a bit to admire the forming hickey on his human.

His animalistic pace never faltering as he worked his way down your spine, fucking his cum deeper into your poor little cunt as he marked you inside, out; relishing those adorable whines of his name and sinfully angelic moans that fell from your lips as he bullied his tip against that certain spongy spot that easily made you go cross-eyed.

Your mind was foggy with a familiar feeling of lust that took wave of you countless times this night, more tears threatened to fall down your rosy cheeks as you managed to choke out, “F-Fuck, M’ close..”

One of Beelzebubs hands trained down from your hip to that aching bundle of nerves that he knew how to handle so well.

Switching from delicately circling it to hastily stroking it with his middle and ring finger, the feeling pairing all too well with his rough thrusts, bouncing you on and off of his slick shaft.

You were a mess, legs holding on by a thin thread as you felt that familiar knot in your stomach finally snap as Beelzebub swiftly circled your clit, your juices coating his cock and soaking into the sheets.

Beelzebubs faltered rhythmic thrusts and husky pants met your cries of pure ecstasy, pulling out of your abused cunt until his tip is just barely sheathed inside before roughly slamming back in—coating your insides in a thick coating of his cum once more.

His larger figure leaning over you as he let go of your wrists, pulling out and allowing you to fall limp onto the bed as you caught your breath.

Beel’s soft whispers of ‘I love you’s’ between breaths as he caressed his hand over he markings he left on your back were enough to faintly clear your lust-ridden mind.

You reached back to place your hand over his, giving it a light squeeze before responding back with a gentle “I love you too, Beel”

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My wife’s birthday is tomorrow

Stroked it for him yesterday, stroked it for him today, and will DEFINITELY be stroking it for him tomorrow, HAPPY ALMOST BIRTHDAY KAKASHIIII

If they made an anime about the main story how would you like MC to be portrayed?

Sheep MC-Mute

Sheep MC-Voiced

Human-Male

Human-Female

I wouldn't watch it if you paid me

I don't care

he shouldn't be at the club he should be at home pregnant with twins