Hello Everyone, I’m Nichi And I’m Addictive To AUs Of Beyblade Burst

Breeding Season (11 vs 1) ~NSFW~

You knew the brothers had been acting strange for the past few days but this was just ridiculous. First it started with excuses to avoid hanging out with you, then they began ignoring your messages and calls, and now here you were sitting in the dining hall for breakfast with none of the brothers in sight. You could expect this kind of behavior from Mammon or Levi but Beel? You knew he wouldn’t miss breakfast for the world so the fact that he wasn’t at the table inhaling a stack of pancakes was more than enough proof that something was wrong.

Mammon wasn’t in your room that morning either and you know Lucifer would never wake up this late so you started searching the house for any clues that would shed some light on your current circumstances. You tried calling them and checked all of their rooms but none of them were there, not even Levi which only made you more concerned. After spending an hour scouring the house you ended up back in your room, exhausted and not a single step closer to finding the reason behind the brothers’ disappearance. It wasn’t until you collapsed on your bed that you noticed a red envelope sitting on the edge of your nightstand. Your name and today’s date were written on the back of the envelope. It wasn’t there when you went to sleep last night which only made it seem even more suspicious. Tearing through the paper covering, you pulled out the letter from within and began to read.

“MC, as a valued exchange student your presence is requested at the Demon King’s Palace for further instruction in the program. We hope you have enjoyed your stay in the Devildom so far but due to recent developments we believe you need additional guidance. Sincerely, RAD Student Council.”

Well, that explained why they were nowhere to be seen that morning. Still, the whole situation felt rather odd. Diavolo would never call the brothers out so early unless it was some kind of emergency and even then he would have made at least one of them stay with you for safety’s sake. Not to mention it didn’t clear up why the brothers had been giving you the cold shoulder for nearly a week now.

Following your only lead, you decided to go through with Diavolo’s request, hoping to get to the bottom of this mystery somehow. As you approached the gates of the palace you were surprised to find Solomon waiting at the entrance as well. You could only assume the demon prince wanted to have a word with all two of the humans involved in the program which made you feel a little more secure knowing that you weren’t the only one being put on the spot. As you walked past the gates towards the front doors you started to feel anxious. Diavolo’s vague letter and the brothers’ dismissive behavior made it impossible for you to shake the feeling in the back of your mind that something was wrong. Solomon was quick to notice your apprehension and reached out for your hand, lacing his fingers between yours to settle your nerves.

“Don’t worry, there’s no way Diavolo would harm either of us. It would go against everything he worked to establish. Just calm down and try to relax….trust me you’ll need it more than you think....”

You flinched for a second, unsure whether to feel comforted or concerned over his words. Just as you were about to question his last comment, the doors of the palace suddenly parted revealing Barbatos on the other side. He welcomed you both and immediately led the two of you down a number of hallways and stairs until you found yourself standing in front of another set of doors. Following his lead you entered the room only to realize you weren’t brought to a meeting room but Diavolo’s private chambers, the demon prince himself along with the rest of the brothers stood in waiting. They stiffened and fidgeted as their gaze fell on you but they quickly reigned themselves in as Diavolo began to speak.

“I’m truly glad you could join us today MC. I’m sure you must have many questions but I’d like you to take a moment to remember your last….exchange student review.”

At those words your mind quickly flashed back to that fateful day you spent in Diavolo’s office. You remembered how you toyed with him until he snapped and bent you over his desk to ravage you to his heart’s content. Your face started to grow heated as the memories came flooding back.

“Since you were so eager to help me last breeding season, I assume you have no objections to being a little more generous with your body this time around?” he continued as he slowly drew closer to you.

Your eyes scanned the room. Each demon seemed like they could jump at you at any moment, their restraint held back by a thread as your intoxicating scent permeated the room. It all made sense now. Why they were acting so strange, why they were ignoring you, why they distanced themselves from you at every turn. They weren’t avoiding you out of spite or hatred, they were avoiding you because every single one of them was in heat.

You gulped silently before nodding at Diavolo’s proposal. It amazed you how one small gesture instantly changed the demaneor of everyone in the room. They all looked at you the same way predators stared down their prey, each of them just as ravenous to have you for themselves. You heard the doors of the bedroom shut and lock as Barbatos smiled back at you, his placid expression perfectly hid his true intentions. Before any of them could lay a hand on you, Solomon cleared his throat and straightened up to face the small crowd of demons in front of you.

“Aren’t you forgetting something? Or perhaps I should remind you all of our little agreement?” His smug expression drew out curses and looks of disdain from the others, but even then Solomon simply let out a chuckle at their reactions and proceeded to pull out a worn piece of paper from his pocket, “Why don’t you tell MC about our deal, Diavolo? After all it's only fair that they know what you’re about to put their body through. Don’t you think?”

You could feel the tension in the room start to rise but Diavolo proceeded with his explanation regardless, “Breeding with a demon is one thing MC, but to breed with several demons at once we needed a spell strong enough to induce the human equivalent of a heat cycle within your body to make it capable of breeding with all of us without the risk of over exhaustion. And while the spell does exist, it’s so rare that we weren’t even able to find it within Satan’s mountain of spellbooks. Solomon was kind enough to lend us the only copy left in the three realms but on one condition...”

“Go on...” the sorcerer smirked and playfully prompted the demon prince to continue despite the dirty looks he was getting from around the room.

“.....he gets to have you first...” Diavolo’s voice trailed towards the end as he crossed his arms and took a step back allowing Solomon to move closer to you.

You understood now why everyone was on edge. Standing before you were the seven rulers of hell and the demon prince himself and yet Solomon, a human, was holding them all back telling them to wait their turn. Each of them were beings made to give in to their deepest desires so the fact that they could only sit back and watch while they supressed their heat induced urges felt like nothing less than torture for them.You’d be lying if you didn’t admit this was the most clever and twisted power move you’ve ever witnessed.

After giving you one last look of reassurance, Solomon pulled you in close and began reading the incantation scrawled on the paper. You could immediately tell something was different as warmth began pooling at the center of your core, quickly spreading to the rest of your body. It was starting to get hard for you to stand so Solomon carried you to Diavolo’s bed, placing you gently onto the sheets as your body adjusted to its new heat cycle. Once you got used to the new sensation coursing through your veins, Solomon started undressing you until you were bare for all to see.

Meanwhile, Diavolo, Barbatos, and the rest of the brothers started shifting into their demon forms from the side lines. Your scent was already irresistible but now that you were in heat, it was impossible to stand there and watch without letting some tension out. Claws, tails, and wings all began manifesting as each of them shed their clothes and approached the bed. Even though they couldn’t indulge in your sweetness just yet their desperation drew them as close to you as Solomon would allow.

The sorcerer was just as affected by the spell as you were, his restraint long gone as he eagerly left kisses and hickeys all over your body. One of his hands played with your nipples while the other dipped between your legs letting your arousal drip onto the sheets. As shady as Solomon was he wasn’t malicious by any means so he allowed the demons a bit of solace to satiate their lust. Without stopping his administrations, he took your clothes and threw them off the side of the bed. It wasn’t much but the fabric had your concentrated scent and they were eager to take in as much of you as they could while they rubbed themselves off.

You were already so wet from your heat but Solomon’s teasing was far from over. Removing his hand from between your legs he took a moment to admire your arousal coating his fingers before bringing them back to his mouth, moaning as the salty taste hit his tongue. He didn’t have to look away from you for a moment to know how badly he was tormenting the others. Grumbles and hushed remarks could be heard throughout the room but they did little to relieve that passionate fire burning deep within each demon present. Still longing for more, Solomon spread your legs apart and peppered your thighs with kisses before plunging his tongue into your deepest part. You could feel him smirk against your skin as he drove the rest of the demons to the brink of their jealousy. Your hands delved into his silver locks bringing him closer and making it easier for him to curl his tongue around your weak spots. When his mouth moved away you groaned at the lack of contact but soon realized he was only stopping to give you something much better. Positioning his cock at your entrance, he rolled his hips forward coating his length in your arousal while he grinded against you making your eyes roll back reflexively as you let out a loud moan. Your voice, your scent, your body, it was all too much for the demons to bear and yet it felt so far away, so out of reach from where they stood.

After than moan, there was little left to hold Solomon back. He snapped his hips forward, shoving his length deep inside of you with a single motion. He was going to give you some time to adjust but with the way you were rocking your hips against his you were basically begging to be fucked. He wasn’t gentle. There was no need for him to treat you so delicately while your voice and body cried out for him to ram his cock into you until your mind went blank. With every thrust a new wave of pleasure hit you stronger and more intense than the last. The ecstasy of it all made you unable to do anything but move in sync with Solomon’s hips and moan his name endlessly much to the envy of the demons that surrounded you. After grinding against a particularly sensitive spot, you could feel yourself tighten around him as the heat inside your stomach continued to build. After several more thrusts all the tension in your core was suddenly released as you came, your walls closed in on his cock driving him past his limit and milking him until every last drop was either inside you or spilled on the sheets.

As Solomon pulled out of you and rolled off the bed you could feel the mattress immediately dip under new weight. Before you had the chance to fully ride out your orgasm you found yourself being flipped onto your stomach as another cock was shoved inside of you. The feeling of having your walls suddenly stretched from such girth made you dig your fingers into the sheets, tears welling up from both pain and pleasure. Diavolo hummed to himself as he rubbed your back and left a trail of kisses down your spine in an attempt to calm you down. Even though he wanted to start moving as soon as he entered you he gave you a moment to get used to his size. Being a demon, he was much bigger and thicker than Solomon so he had to be careful if he didn’t want to break you, he could always do that later anyways but for now he wanted everyone to get a chance to feel as good as you made him feel last breeding season.

Once your breathing settled down, Diavolo’s hands left your back. His fingers now traced up your neck and pushed into your mouth, padding over the soft flesh of your tongue as you feebly drooled and licked his digits. “Lucifer, why don’t you take the other end?” Upon hearing those words your half lidded eyes shot wide open. You felt a sharp pain as your hair was gripped and pulled, forcing your head to be level with Lucifer’s dick. He pressed his member against your cheek, precum already dripping from the head. Diavolo’s fingers left your mouth only to be replaced with Lucifer’s cock, his length reached far deeper than any fingers could as he grabbed your head and pushed himself further and further down your throat.You flinched and struggled beneath him while your throat stretched to accommodate his girth which only increased due to being in his demon form.

Through all your tears and quick shallow breaths you were finally able to take in his full length, your lips now wrapped around the base of his dick. With your body penetrated from both ends, you tried to calm yourself for a moment but found yourself suddenly choking as you felt Diavolo’s hips suddenly crash into yours. Neither of the demons before you could wait any longer. You closed your eyes and braced yourself as claw-like nails dug into your soft thighs while Diavolo pounded into you from behind. Ever the sadist, Lucifer proved to be no easier to handle. His hips bucked and thrusted into you while his hands remained buried in your hair ready to give you another sharp tug for every second you failed to service him adequately.

Despite being preoccupied with two demons, the others felt no need to restrain themselves from having a taste, a touch, a small piece of you to help them ease the tension that coursed through their bodies. While Lucifer and Diavolo’s wings made it hard for the others to come near you, it sure as hell didn’t stop them from trying. At first, you couldn’t quite tell who was where but you were certain you felt hands roam up and down your back and stomach. You felt teeth drag across your chest, only stopping to bite and pull at your nipples. You could only assume Beel started getting impatient and wanted to sneak a nibble while Lucifer was focused on face fucking you. At the same time you felt something smooth and cool brush past one of your legs. You looked down only to realize Levi’s tail had coiled itself around your thigh giving you a good squeeze every few seconds. Every part of your body felt like it was being ravished from different directions, the tension inside swelled once again as you drew closer to your second orgasm.

Diavolo’s hips were now moving at a reckless pace, every inch of his dick rubbed against your walls as he slammed into you mindlessly chasing the climax that was just beyond his reach. Lucifer was just as reckless and twice as merciless compared to Diavolo. His fists tightened around your locks as he spent every bit of energy he had shoving his cock down your throat over and over again. At this point he didn’t care if you choked, if anything seeing you gag and cry as you sucked him off was probably just what he needed to push past his breaking point. If only he knew he was about to get exactly what he asked for.

As the three of you grew closer and closer to cumming you suddenly felt teeth sink into the crook of your neck, striking one of your weak spots and sending a jolt through the rest of your body. Your ass backed up against Diavolo, inadvertently causing him to ram his dick directly into your deepest, most sensitive parts. At the same time your stifled moans made your throat vibrate around Lucifer’s cock. The stimulation was so amazing he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into you as deep as he could, hitting the back of your throat and making you choke in the process. Your body tightened and convulsed around both of them sending all three of you off the edge at once. Neither of the demons moved an inch until they released everything they had inside you. Your legs trembled as you felt Diavolo spill his hot seed deep within you, the thick fluid only made the warmth in your core grow and intensify until it was almost unbearable. Meanwhile Lucifer took pleasure in watching you squirm and struggle to breathe as he pumped his load down your throat, his hands gripping either side of your head as he forced you to swallow every last drop.

When they finally pulled away you barely had enough energy left to stay on your hands and knees. Your body fell onto the sticky mess of sheets as you focused on steadying your breathing and preparing yourself for the next round of demons. From the corner of your eye you saw Mammon smirk to himself as he approached you. You thought nothing of it at the moment until your eyes met his and the realization finally hit you. The sudden bite that triggered your climax earlier wasn’t just a random act in the heat of the moment, it was planned! The last time you and Mammon got it on he covered your neck in hickeys and accidentally stumbled across one of your weak points. He never mentioned the incident again so you thought he had forgotten all about it. You never expected him to use it on you to make his turn come sooner. That sly bastard!

Still, you couldn’t complain when he swept your hair to the side to kiss your face and comfort you as you tried to calm yourself after being dominated by two of the strongest demons in hell. You let your mind slip for just a second and in that small amount of time you found yourself now lying on your back. Mammon left a trail of kisses and hickeys down your body starting from the weak spot on your neck and leading down between your legs. His mouth only left your skin to growl and hiss at his brothers who were far too pent up and eager to wait for the second born to finish toying with you.

"Damn it..l was your first so I should have been...well whatever it doesn't matter. I wasn't your first this time but l'll be damned if l'm not the best guy you get today!!"

Greedy as always, Mammon kept his wings outstretched making it hard for the others to even get a glimpse of his precious human. Even so his victory was short lived as a certain envious demon finally had enough of his brother monopolizing your attention. Once Mammon positioned himself between your legs and started entering you, Levi made his move. In one smooth motion he crawled on top of you and straddled your torso, effectively blocking Mammon’s view of your face with his back. Before the avatar of greed could retaliate you wrapped your legs around his waist forcing his cock to sink deep inside of you before he even had the chance to react. You could feel your walls stretch once again but the slight amount of pain was worth it seeing the great Mammon reduced to a sensitive quivering mess. Payback never felt so good.

Once you adjusted to Mammon’s size your focus soon turned back to Levi, he licked his lips while his eyes roamed between your face and torso as if deciding which to indulge in first. A low rumble came from his chest and erupted from his throat as a deep, almost deranged laugh.

“Ahhhhhh....hahh....ahHahAhHAHAHA!!!! I’ve always….ALWAYS!!! WANTED TO TRY THIS!!!!!” Without any hesitation, he moved his dick between your breasts, placed his hands on either side of your chest, and pushed your soft mounds together until they pressed against his shaft. He always dreamed of rubbing his hard, slick cock against your chest and now he could finally fulfill that desire. Seeing you in such a lewd, needy state must have worked him up more than he led on as his tail coiled around your wrists, securing your hands and forcing your arms above your head. As restricted as you were, you still found a way to tease the demon before you. Levi continued fucking your chest, rocking his hips back and forth when suddenly you leaned your head forward to take the tip of his dick into your mouth. Your tongue caressed the underside of his shaft and flicked across his slit as you bobbed your head in sync with his thrusts.

Before you got too caught up pleasuring Levi, Mammon slammed his hips against yours to pull your attention back to him and make you remember just who was fucking you. You had never seen either of the boys become as possessive as they were right now. Greed and envy manifested in their purest forms, dominant and unwilling to yield so much as an inch of you to anyone else. Mammon’s thrusts were rough, erratic, and sloppy but still managed to hit all of your most sensitive spots. Every time your insides twitched and clenched around him he pounded into you even harder, gripping onto your thighs for leverage until dark red marks appeared on your smooth skin.It wasn’t long before you felt yourself being driven to the edge once more, your core tightened around Mammon while you moaned against Levi’s cock. The avatar of greed truly lived up to his name as he pushed into you as far as he could on his final thrust, marking your deepest parts with his seed. Levi on the other hand did the exact opposite, marking you in a completely different way. At the last second, he pulled away from your mouth and chest and started stroking himself instead. You were confused for a moment but soon realized what he wanted and stuck your tongue out eagerly taking in whatever cum coated your mouth as he came all over your face. Neither of them were willing to part from you but they knew they couldn’t keep the others waiting. After coming down from his high, Levi uncurled his tail from your hands and moved off of you before wiping the remaining fluids off your face with one of the sheets. Mammon on the other hand wanted to enjoy the feeling of you wrapped around his cock for as long as he could but once he pulled out he couldn’t help but smirk as he watched his cum slowly drip out of you.

As soon as he took a step back Satan took his place, not wasting a single second as he rammed his full length inside of you and started thrusting. You winced at the sudden intrusion but quickly adapted to his size and pace once the dull pain you felt melted into pleasure. Seeking a bit more leverage, he hooked one of your legs over his shoulder and turned you on your side making it easier to pull you close and shove his cock into the deepest parts of your core. You were so busy keeping up with Satan’s reckless pace you almost failed to notice something hot and wet drip onto your cheek. When you finally had the strength to realize what was going on you found yourself just inches away from Asmo’s dick, his arousal already leaking onto you. Your throat still burned from Lucifer and Levi’s abuse but that didn’t stop you from taking him into your mouth. You immediately began sucking on him, swirling your tongue around the head of his cock before moving down to his shaft.

You had to admit though, it was hard to stay focused on Asmo with Satan fucking you at the same time. The moment he entered you his hips kept going at a rapid pace, mercilessly pounding into your core without a single shred of restraint. However, the avatar of wrath still wasn’t satisfied. Holding onto your leg in a vice, he craned his head down leaving deep bites on your inner thigh. It made you shudder to think about the amount of scratches, bruises, and bite marks he would leave behind when he was done with you but at the moment you couldn’t care less. Your mind started to drift from the pleasure when suddenly out of nowhere, Satan stopped moving and pulled out completely. Confusion was apparent on your face as you shook your hips for him to continue, wondering why he stopped in the first place. It wasn’t until you saw him realign himself with you and shoot you the dirtiest look imaginable that you understood what he was planning. You closed your eyes and braced yourself as you felt him thrust into you again with full force. His pace was different now, as he pulled himself out each time only to slam back inside you with all his strength. His movements were so rough every part of you jolted and trembled each time his body collided with yours.

Meanwhile, even with Asmo’s dick still in your mouth you had trouble staying still long enough to service him with how erratic Satan’s thrusts had become. If only you knew how royally fucked you were for neglecting the avatar of lust during his heat. Asmo paid no mind to his brother, he was no excuse for you to stop paying attention to him and he was going to make sure you knew that. Asmo’s hand brushed away the tears and sweat that formed on the side of your face before tilting your head up. His smile was sweet but only skin deep. You could tell from his eyes there was nothing but carnal desire and jealousy behind that pretty face.

“You know MC...if there’s one thing I can’t stand it’s being as perfect as I am and STILL BEING IGNORED!!!” Yanking your hair by the fistful he held your face in place, forcing you to look up at him while he fucked your mouth however he pleased.

You didn’t think things could get any rougher until you felt several sharp teeth bite into your back, right between your shoulder blades. The pain made you jolt and squirm but you could barely move away with Satan and Asmo gripping onto your body. Beelzebub was beyond starving now, he wanted to sink his teeth into anything and since you were the tastiest thing in the room you had his full attention. As Beel left bite marks and hickeys down your back you felt a firm tug on your wrist. The bed was already crowded but Belphie wasn’t about to sit back and let everyone else have fun while he was left to pleasure himself on his own. He took your hand and guided it back to his erection forcing you to stroke him as he thrusted against your palm.

The stimulation from all four of them was too much. Before you knew it the heat and tension within you built up until it all came apart as you passed your limit once again. Even as your walls tightened around Satan he still wouldn’t stop pounding into you until he poured every drop of his thick load inside you and rode out the afterglow of his orgasm. Asmo was just as relentless, waiting until you swallowed everything and licked off the remaining cum that dripped down his cock.

Once Satan and Asmodeus pulled out and stepped back, Beelzebub and Belphegor were quick to trade places with them. As Beel hovered over you he started licking, sucking, and biting all the parts of your body he didn’t get a chance to put his mouth on yet. There wasn’t an inch of you that wasn’t grazed by his teeth and tongue. The ecstasy of it all made you feel like you were melting. Too preoccupied with Beel you failed to notice Belphie slowly slip his body under yours. After positioning himself beneath you right where he wanted, Belphie nodded at Beel signalling him to continue with the next part of their scheme. In one effortless motion Beel wrapped his arms around you and lifted you up, your head rested against his chest as he moved to seat himself on the bed and lower you back down….onto both his and Belphie’s dicks.

You flinched as you felt their hardened lengths poke at your entrance and feebly clung onto Beel’s torso as you braced yourself for what was about to happen next. Tears started welling up in the corners of your eyes as the twins pushed your hips down stretching your insides until you took in every inch of them. Your arousal and all the cum that had been pumped into you made it easier for them to slide in but it was still an arduous task nonetheless. You tried to adjust as best as you could but neither of the demons had any patience left to spare. If you wouldn’t move, you were simply going to be moved. Burying their fingers into your hips and thighs they moved in rhythm, Beel lifted you up while Belphie forced you back down, both of them thrusting into you in sync as they bounced your hips. You couldn’t do much aside from wrap your arms around Beel’s neck and bite down on his shoulder as their pace got faster and rougher. Seeing you so vulnerable was such a turn on for Beel and after covering you in bitemarks he found it cute that you tried to leave your own little mark on him.

Meanwhile as Belphie continued pounding into you he became fixated on your back, a clear view of all the bruises and bitemarks that peppered your skin caused a devious plan to form in the back of his mind. Facing Beel there was no way you could see what he was up to, making it all the more enjoyable for Belphie. Without warning he raised his tail and brought it down on your lower back. A sharp pain ran through your body making you curve your back from the sudden contact as your hips jerked forward unconsciously. At first Belphie only did it to tease you but after feeling how you tightened around him as he whipped you, he now had all the more reason to continue. Several loud slaps echoed throughout the room as Belphie delivered strike after strike leaving dark red stripes down your already battered back. With each successful hit your back arched and your walls squeezed tighter and tighter until the two demons on either side of you reached the end of their ropes. Both of them gripped onto your waist forcing your body down while they thrusted into you as deep as they could one last time. Having taken in so much already you could feel your belly start to swell as even more cum was pumped into you. With barely enough strength left you slumped against Beel’s chest for support as both of their cocks twitched and pulsated inside you still dripping semen into your core. Once they pulled out of you, all the cum that had been poured inside began dripping down your thighs and onto the sheets.

You were so full you didn’t think you could take another load, luckily that’s what the spell was for. By now your body had nearly gone limp from the ceaseless pleasure you were subjected to but even so your heat gave you all the energy and libido you needed to last as many rounds as you could take. Each of them had their chance to fuck you but it was far from over. As long as they were still in heat, they would need to breed with you until the season was over or until your body gave out. Which ever one came first. Too tired to move you noticed a familiar figure step into your field of vision once again. Diavolo looked down at your bruised, bitten, cum covered body and merely smirked while his hands reached to cup your face, planting a kiss on your forehead.

“Such a good, obedient human....I knew we made the right decision choosing you.”

For the rest of the afternoon, they each took turns sharing you. There wasn’t a moment when your mouth, chest, hands, or entrance was left unoccupied. You weren’t sure how you were able to fit Beel’s girth down your throat or how you managed to survive both Satan and Lucifer taking you at the same time but you attributed it to the effects of the spell. In the heat of it all your mind grew hazy as you struggled to process who was doing what to you. All you could comprehend was the feeling of pleasure washing over your body as the demons bred you to their heart’s content. Your body had been marked by each of them in one way or another; be it scratches, bitemarks, or semen, not a single inch of you was left untouched. You weren’t sure when it happened but as passion and desire pushed you past your physical limits you lost whatever consciousness you still had and drifted off to sleep.

When you woke up you were startled to find you couldn’t see, speak, or even move. You were blindfolded, gagged, and bound with ropes; still naked and just as sore as you last remembered but now you were clean and no longer sticky with saliva and cum. You fought against your restraints until you felt the familiar feeling of leather strike your skin causing you to groan helplessly into the gag as you tried to process what was going on.

“They were quite the handful weren’t they?” A familiar voice rang out from the silence.

“Being a butler is never an easy job you know. Always following orders, barely having any time for yourself, putting all of your desires aside for the whims of your master. Though I must admit there is one rewarding perk Diavolo promised in exchange for taking care of you...”

As his words trailed you felt a hand run through your hair seconds before it formed a fist pulling you up to face him.

“....I get to have you all to myself”

With that he dropped you back onto the bed enjoying the sight of you struggling futilely against your bonds. As you stirred on the sheets and tried your best to loosen the ropes around your wrists and legs you noticed a faint sound just beyond earshot. You stilled yourself for a moment to figure out what it was only to realize it was your own voice, moaning and crying out in ecstasy as wet slapping noises played in the background. Confused and embarrassed you began to writhe once again, wondering just what kind of game Barbatos was playing.

“Hehehe….you always act like such a perfect, innocent little human. To think in reality you’re nothing more than a dirty cockslut who’s only desire is to be bred over and over again. Now I admit, it would be easy to use my powers to rewatch your little performance as many times as I like but having a video copy at my disposal makes it much more convenient.”

As his words ran through your head it finally dawned on you. Diavolo, Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor, you had sex with all of them but not Barbatos. You realized now he wasn’t holding himself back or letting the others go first simply out of duty or courtesy as a butler, he was getting off on recording every shameless, perverted thing you did that night. Now he had a full uncut video of you drunk on sex, mindlessly sucking and fucking several demons at once without a care in world. As the video played you soon became too embarrassed to respond or struggle any longer, accepting your circumstances and lying silent on the sheets.

“Don’t worry, I won’t share it with a single soul. In fact, I’ll even delete it if you want! But only if you behave and be a good little slut for me just like you were for them last night. Now does that sound fair?”

You didn’t have much of a choice so you accepted his offer, nodding with the blindfold and gag still in place. In the background you could hear the rustling of fabric and the sounds of a belt being undone as footsteps drew closer to you. The gag was the first to go, only being removed to be replaced with Barbatos’s cock. He made no effort to be gentle with you as he immediately forced his dick down your throat. He had enough watching and waiting. He’s served the needs of Diavolo his whole life and now it was his turn to be serviced. Taking out all his tension and frustrations he quickened his pace, ignoring your pleas for air as he let his hips move as rough as he wanted. It was hard to use your tongue with how fast he was going but you managed to rub a particularly sensitive spot on the underside of his shaft. You couldn’t see his face but from the way he was groaning and twitching in your mouth you could tell he was close. With one last thrust he reached his limit, coating your throat with his hot seed before pulling out and letting the rest of his load spill onto your face. Attempting to catch your breath you lied on your stomach, panting and coughing from Barbatos’s rough treatment. You barely had time to recover before you felt the ropes around your legs come undone as he gave you your next order.

“Lift your ass and spread your legs. Now.”

His tone was cold and stern, an ever present reminder of what was at stake if you failed to obey him. As you curved your back up and parted your legs you felt the same sensation from just a moment ago, a whip. The strike was just as harsh and unforgiving as earlier except now it struck you right across your ass. One after another Barbatos laid into you until your supple skin was marred with red, swollen welts. Still under the effects of your heat your arousal had dripped down your legs and stained the sheets by the time Barbatos was finished toying with you. You were more than ready for him now. As he joined you on the bed you could feel his weight shift on the mattress. It was the only warning you got before he pushed his length inside of you and started moving at his own pace without a single moment to spare. With one hand on your back and another on your hip he pushed you against the bed as he plowed into you harder and faster with each passing second. Unable to see with the blindfold on, your senses intensified making every thrust rack your body with unimaginable amounts of pleasure. While Barbatos ravaged you from behind you stilled yourself under his grip, panting and moaning out his name as you drooled on the sheets. The familiar feeling of heat pooling deep within you was a clear sign you were close causing you to start rocking your hips in rhythm with his as you tried to get as much friction going as possible. You could feel yourself start to tighten, your release just seconds away when Barbatos bent down, his lips softly brushing against your ear.

“Don’t cum until I say so. If you really aren’t the needy slut that you appear to be you can at least do that much.”

Tears dampened the blindfold around your eyes as stray droplets rolled down your cheeks. You were already teetering at the edge of your own limits but now you no longer had a choice. Gripping at the sheets till your knuckles turned white, you pressed your legs together and hoped beyond all hope that he would give you permission to cum before you surpassed your breaking point. As you finally managed to calm your breathing down it felt like you just might have a chance at completing Barbatos’s order until…..*SLAP* You felt his hand strike your ass just as hard as the whip from earlier. It wasn’t fair by any means but he never said he wouldn’t play dirty. Each strike was harder than the last and just as satisfying. The heat and tension inside you built up much faster than before. With one last slap everything you were holding back came undone. You finally had the relief you desired but all at a price.

“Such a shame. And I was just about to let you cum too. Oh well...” his voice feigned pity as he picked up the pace once again.

Despite being sensitive from your climax Barbatos had no restraint or mercy left for you, overstimulating you until your moans became incoherent and your mind went blank. It wasn’t long until Barbatos joined you in your ecstasy, letting his hot seed stain your insides before pulling out and covering your body with the rest of his load. Once he pulled out he undid the ropes and the blindfold but you made no effort to move from where you were. You failed and now that video was proof of it. You expect Barbatos to reprimand you, tease you, or degrade you but to your surprise he did none of those things. Moving to sit beside you he brought out his D.D.D. and deleted the video before your very eyes.

“I know I said I’d only delete it if you behaved for me but I don’t think I’ll be needing it anymore… after all you’ve just given me something far better.”

As he stood from the bed you soon understood what he meant. Scattered around the room were several video cameras. Each of them immortalized your little breeding session with Barbatos in different views and angles. You weren’t sure if this was better or worse, you could only sit there in shock as Barbatos collected the cameras and excused himself from the room leaving you behind with your thoughts.

You closed your eyes and tried to get some rest before any more demons came but you were only successful in getting a few minutes to yourself before the door swung open once again. This time however it wasn’t a demon intruding on your peace, quite the opposite actually. Rolling onto your side you were once again greeted by Solomon who was now dragging a blushing Simeon in by the collar.

“I bet you didn’t know this MC, but angels actually have breeding seasons too! They’re just really good at hiding it. Isn’t that right, Simeon?”

The angel gave no response in return only shielding his eyes with his hands once the heat in face became unbearable.

“You were so adamant about holding yourself back even though I was kind enough to invite you from the beginning. I can only guess you were trying to protect your virtue as much as theirs but after what the demons did...well...why don’t you take a look at what’s left of them?”

Reluctantly, Simeon did as he was told parting his fingers just enough to get a glimpse of you. What he saw next made his heart sink. Over the past few months he’s spent with you, you’ve gained a special place in his heart. He treasured you more than anything and now here you were, his precious little lamb lying before him covered in countless bruises and bitemarks while your body was marked with the scent of demons. Words couldn’t describe the emotions that ran through him as he stared at you, a dull twinge of pain slowly spreading across his chest. A part of him couldn’t believe what they had done to you and yet….another part of him couldn’t believe what he missed out on. As soon as that notion crossed his mind Simeon shook his head as if doing so would realign his morals and purge himself of all the sinful thoughts that slowly crept into his conscience.

“It’s not too late you know. They’re just as eager as you are and besides the effects of the spell won’t go away for about a week. Don’t you want to help them?” Solomon’s words were as sweet as honey but Simeon wasn’t going to let himself be swayed so easily.

“I-I...I....” Simeon’s lips trembled as he turned his head to the side, fighting the urge to give into his desires and take away whatever innocence you had left.

“Hmm...the way I see it you have three options. You can leave now and let me have MC to myself, you can stay and watch me have my way with them, or….you can fuck them like you’ve always wanted...” Solomon’s words tempted the angel more than anything he’s been through before. Still withholding a proper response, Simeon remained silent where he stood, his fists clenched so tight his nails dug deep into his palms. Solomon’s persuasion had worn him down to his core, however the sorcerer still had one last card up his sleeve. Striding towards the bed, Solomon began removing his clothes before pulling you into a deep kiss.

“Well Simeon...whether you choose to leave or stay it seems you’ve already decided not to lay a hand on them...and if that’s the case then I’m sure you won’t mind if I go ahead and just-”

“NO!!!”

Raising his voice for the first time, something inside Simeon had finally snapped. The room went silent as Simeon pushed past Solomon and joined you on the bed. His heart was heavy with guilt and jealousy but that didn’t stop him from cupping your face and claiming your lips with his own. Though filled with passion, the kiss was softer than anything you experienced these past few days. His touch was just as delicate, gracing the surface of your skin to avoid causing you any more pain. After carefully massaging your chest he bowed his head down to lick and suck at your nipples while his free hand travelled between your legs. In all his gentleness, he never let his mouth part from your body, tenderly kissing over every bruise, bitemark, and lash until no part of you was left untouched by his lips. Slipping in a finger then two more he worked you up slowly until he was pumping and curling his digits inside you at a steady pace. When he finally shed his clothes and positioned himself between your legs he couldn’t muster the strength to look you in the eyes, too shy and embarrassed at how far he had fallen into his own desires.

Placing your hand on the side of his face you stroked his cheek with your thumb, making him turn to face you once again. As you gazed into his eyes you noticed something, a feeling that went beyond any form of lust or perversion. Love. You had seen glimpses of it in the others before him but it seemed to radiate off Simeon as naturally as light from the sun. Wrapping your arms around him you pulled him into a warm embrace, the sudden contact made him shudder due to the effects of his heat but he accepted your affection whole heartedly. It wasn’t until Simeon’s hardened length pressed against your thigh that you both recalled the situation you were in. Moving back between your legs he eased his member inside you until you took him in from tip to base. His pace was slow as he thrusted into you, cradling you in his arms as he buried his face in the crook of your neck.

“MC...my sweet little lamb...you have no idea how much I’ve longed for this...for your body, for your love, for you….”

Simeon’s breath was hot against your ear as he whispered sweet nothings to you between his moans. His thrusts soon became faster and rougher as he finally gave in to the effects of his heat. In a split second you felt a change in the air and a quick flash of light. Looking up, you realized the source of it was none other than Simeon, his snow white wings now visible and outstretched on either side of you. You felt so heavenly to him he didn’t have the restraint to hide his angel form any longer. While he pounded away at your core you felt yourself getting close once again, your walls tightening around his cock until he reached his limit with you. As you came together he pulled you close against his chest, letting his wings envelope you in their warmth as he finished inside you.

With both of you collapsed on the bed Simeon cuddled up against you unwilling to let you out of his embrace for even a second. It took awhile for you to notice but as you looked away from Simeon for a moment you realised that Solomon was nowhere to be found. His clothes weren’t there so he must have left in the middle of your lovemaking. You considered telling Simeon but you had a feeling it could wait. You were literally resting in the arms of an angel, there was no need to ruin it with some trivial detail. Closing your eyes you laid your head on Simeon’s chest enjoying his warmth as you began drifting off to sleep...until an irritated voice pulled out of your slumber.

“Who let the angel in?” Lucifer’s brows furrowed as he stood at the doorway, his brothers just a few feet behind him.

“I did!” Solomon piped up from behind them, “Consider him my plus one.”

Once they entered the room their eyes widened in shock as they got closer to the bed. All the marks they left on you the other day had healed. Not a single scratch was visible on your skin. They all stared at you for a good minute before shifting their gaze to Simeon. Turns out those angel kisses were more than just a sign of affection. None of the brothers were all too happy with what they saw. All the scratches, bruises, and bites they marked you with were gone, as if they never happened at all. The tension in the room started to grow but luckily Diavolo arrived just in time to resolve the situation.

“How kind of you to finally join us Simeon! Up until recently it seemed like you had no interest in our little meeting but from what I’m seeing now I guess it’s safe to assume you’ve changed your mind?” Diavolo took a step towards the angel, his demeanor still calm and composed while Simeon’s face flushed red as he stared at the floor and gave a quiet “yes” in response. Diavolo chuckled at his shy display of honesty before gesturing for the others to come closer. Taking your chin in his hand Diavolo tilted your head to meet his eyes once more, “This isn’t quite what I had imagined when I said I wanted to unite the three realms, but then again who am I to turn down such a golden opportunity...”

A million different things ran through your head as each of them drew closer to you, surrounding you from all sides, however one singular thought remained in your mind, “This is going to be a very long breeding season.”

For the next two weeks, all classes at RAD were postponed under the order of Lord Diavolo. None of the students could complain about a sudden two week vacation….except for a certain exhausted exchange student….

The Variant

Written By: LokisLittleMisfit

Characters: Loki x Reader

Contains: smut, praise, bondage, fingering, m/f sex, public sex and more…

Plot: So this was a reader request they asked for “Smut with a sprinkle of plot” and they got just that. Basically y/n is a TVA agent training under Mobius and comes face to face with President Loki, smut ensues. Enjoy!

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             I didn't exactly love my job at the TVA but I didn't hate it either, I was bored and I longed for more adventure but Mobius would never allow that he was far too protective of me. I reminded him of someone though he couldn't quite pin point who since he still didn't know much about his life before he was determined to be a variant and sentenced to a lifetime of servitude to the TVA. I was what you'd call a pencil pusher, a desk jockey and I wasn't built for it in my opinion I felt like I would have been better as a hunter but Mobius disagreed as he felt I had the heart and mind of am agent which was funny considering I was a detective before the TVA came for me and I wanted so badly to go back to my life there but I was meant to die so it couldn't happen.

        On rare occasion I would get to go out into the field to pick up another variant and vet them to see what was the right course of action, I often wondered how many lives Mobius and I saved that way since we had almost completely rid the TVA of pruning. Today more boring files came across my desk to examine, a soccer mom, a bored housewife, an old fat CEO the same old thing again and again but as I sat hunched over my desk disgruntled and frustrated a group of hunters rushed by surrounding someone who was obviously trouble.

"I am a god you idiots!" he shouts.

A god? I think "This is absurd!" I hear as a hunter runs up to Mobius.

"Sir, we found one, we found a Loki" she informs him.

"A Loki?!" I repeat excitedly.

"Oh no, you're staying right there kiddo" Mobius commands.

"What?! No! I'm your partner, and in training! You have to take me" I insist.

Mobius sighs and rolls his eyes at me "Fine, but don't talk to him" he demands. 

"Not a word" I nod jumping up to follow him to the time theater they've placed the variant in.

"You are way too excited about this" Mobius comments .

"Well its exciting" I reply.

"No its not, Loki's are a pain in the ass, nothing but mischief and trouble with a smart mouth" Mobius argues.

"You sure I can't talk to him?" I tease.

"Not a word, I mean it" Mobius says sternly.

"Fine" I huff following him through the large doors into the theater.

     The variant sat in a small white chair near the table in the center of the room or maybe the chair was regular sized compared to how tall and lanky he was, he wore a dark green 3 piece suit and a horned crown rested on the front of his head as well as a button on his lapel that read 'Loki for President' then there was his hair, dark and curly and his deep emerald eyes seemed to pierce right through me.

“Ah, hello" his voice was husky almost like a growl "Aren't you a pretty little thing?" he purrs.

"No, you don't talk to her, you talk to me, capiche?" Mobius snaps.

"What does the lady think?" Loki asks as he stares me down making an ache grow between my thighs.

"Hey!" Mobius shouts smacking the table "Me. Not her!" he demands.

With my heart pounding I exit the room to try and collect myself, my hands shake and the persistent ache between my thighs continues, while I tried to get a grasp on things Mobius stayed inside talking to Loki until finally the doors open and Mobius exits

“Done already?” I ask.

"He's not talking" Mobius answers.

"Oh tough luck" I reply.

"Oh I'm just gonna leave him in there to stew a bit while I grab lunch, care to join me?" Mobius asks.

"I'm not very hungry but thanks. I'll probably head back to my desk" I answer.

"Sounds good, stay away from him!" Mobius shouts back at me.

"Yes sir!" I reply.

    I of course disobey and dip into the room as soon as the coast is clear "Welcome back little one" Loki teases.

"What's with this?" I ask pointing to his button.

"This? Well I'm President in my universe" Loki answers.

"Oh really?" I mock.

"Yes, not quite as good as king, but it'll do for now" he replies leaning back in his chair "So what brings you back in? Curiosity killed the cat you know?" Loki comments.

"Yes but satisfaction brought it back again" I reply.

"Ooh, I like your wit darling" Loki smiles "I could bring you such satisfaction" he offers.

"Don't get any ideas" I warn.

"Far too late for that" Loki chuckles "I've already had so many, and they're all so delicious" he smiles.

"Is that so?" I ask.

"Oh yes, for example I've imagined throwing you on this table and fucking you until you scream for me" Loki answers "Or using my tie to gag you and my belt to bind you while I bend you over it and fuck you mercilessly" Loki's vulgarity would usually disgust me but right now it was turning me on and I wanted him to say more.

"Is that all?" I press him.

"Of course not" Loki replies rising and moving toward me "You have a smart mouth, I'd need to quiet it" he answers getting closer as I bump into a stone wall with nowhere to go.

"And how would you do that?" I ask him trying to mask my fear.

"Fill it with my cock of course" Loki replies hooking his finger under my chin and rubbing my lips with his thumb before pressing his own against mine and flooding my mouth with his tongue pulling a moan from me as his hands cup my ass making me want more, but I wouldn't get any as Mobius returned and Loki pulls his lips from mine just as Mobius swings the door open and enters, Loki walks away adjusting his tie and hair before taking his seat again.

"I told you not come in here" Mobius snaps at me.

"You're not my boss Mobius!" I huff.

"Yes actually.....that...that is exactly what I am" he replies confused and instead of replying I storm out.

        Waiting just outside I can hear them in the theater "Ready to talk?" Mobius asks.

"Not to you" Loki replies.

"Well you're not talking to her" Mobius informs him "You like her don't you? She's very pretty" Mobius teases. "

I hadn't noticed" Loki replies flatly.

"You definitely have, you like her" Mobius goads him on.

"No I don't" Loki insists.

"I'll tell you what, you cooperate and I'll let you see her some more" Mobius offers.

"Well.....what do you need to know?" Loki asks hesitantly and it's at that time that I storm off upset that I was being used as a bargaining chip like that.

• • •

   Later that evening I sit in the archives adding my final notes to files assigned to me when Mobius approaches me "You disappeared earlier kid" he says.

"Yeah because I don't want to be used as bait without my consent" I huff.

"Oh come on, I thought you wanted things to be more exciting?" Mobius teases.

"He terrifies me Mobius" I admit looking up at him.

"He can't terrify you that much, you went in to see him alone with no one around" Mobius points out.

"It was a mistake, he's dangerous" I reply.

"More dangerous than your Loki? He destroyed a city" Mobius asks.

"I never met mine, there's a difference" I argue.

"He had a chance to hurt you 100 times over and he didn't" Mobius notes.

"Well maybe he likes to play with his food" I snap.

"He doesn't eat people" Mobius laughs.

"That's not what I meant.....nevermind" I sigh.

"Well it's late, I gotta get some rest to deal with him tomorrow, don't stay down here all night" Mobius says.

"Goodnight Mobius" I reply.

"Goodnight agent" Mobius answers before disappearing around the corner.

      After finishing my reports I head towards the elevator and what I should have done was press the button for 33 but I didn't press that one, instead I pressed the button for 44 where the holding cells were and waited for the doors to open revealing a hunter standing guard outside the wing.

"I need to speak to Variant 11037" I tell them.

"Variant 11037 is in maximum security, cell M-42" they reply.

"Thank you" I nod heading through the large iron doors toward maximum security located in a separated section in the back it consisted of only 4 cells that were larger and made with extra layers of iron and stone to avoid breakouts but it also made them virtually soundproof meaning if I needed help, no one would hear me.

        I stand in front of the doors to maximum where I could turn back but instead I lift my badge to the reader and wait while the light turns green, then again at door M-42 and my heart pounds as I hold my breath waiting for the door to slide open before stepping in and letting it close behind me.

    Loki sits up on the bed in the corner and smiles at me "Well hello there" he growls "Come to finish what we started darling?" Loki asks walking towards me "You're trembling pet" he comments waiting for me to answer but I can't "You needn't be afraid, I would never hurt you" Loki tells me lightly grabbing my chin between his thumb and forefinger and pressing his lips to mine again "Unless you wanted me to that is" he adds. 

"W-What?" I stutter.

"Oh come on, don't act so innocent" Loki chuckles "Just the usual...biting, scratching, spanking and choking" he explains "Maybe a bit of hair pulling" Loki purrs snaking his hand up the back of my neck into my hair and tugging on it to pull my head back and expose my neck biting down on my pulse eliciting a moan from me while his soft lips travel up to my cheek "Can you be a good girl?" Loki purrs.

"Yes" I whisper.

      My pupils dilate as I watch him remove his jacket and toss it over the chair followed by his vest and tie before rolling up his sleeves and walking back to me reaching out with his large hands and ripping my shirt open to reveal a black lace bra then after removing my shirt Loki tugs on my belt taking it off and pulling my pants down for me to step out of and revealing matching lace panties "Fucking gorgeous" he growls.

"Thank you sir" I reply quietly throwing Loki off for a moment.

"Oh. Well you're welcome sweet girl" he purrs smiling at me "Now kneel" Loki commands, I make sure to kiss him and nip at his neck as I do and then watch as he unfastens his belt and pants and removes his cock stroking it, long and hard, the tip red and ready for release "Go on, take it" Loki purrs but I'm distracted with the realization of how large he is and wonder what he'll feel like when he inevitably ends up inside me "What are you thinking about pet, focus on me" Loki instructs grabbing my chin.

"Sorry sir" I mumble reaching out and wrapping my hand around him to stroke his shaft slowly before leaning forward to lick the tip where a bead of cum had started to form and then swirling my tongue around the tip I take him into my mouth.

  "Fuuuck" Loki groans gripping my hair in his fist while I bob my head moving my mouth along his length occasionally scraping my teeth on his shaft and flattening my tongue against it before returning to the tip and pumping my hand along him faster and faster. 

      Loki bucks his hips and tosses his head back in ecstasy "Yes....fuck....don't stop...." he moans as his cock twitches signaling me to stroke him faster until he slams his hand into the stone wall behind me and throws his head forward "Shit....I'm cuming" he growls releasing his load into my mouth in long ropes and loosening his grip on my hair "You're such a good girl" Loki groans as I slide my mouth slowly off him and then looks down at me with a smile as he tucks his spent cock away "Come here" Loki instructs pulling me up and pressing his forehead to mine before kissing my lips again, only this time his kiss is different, almost desperate and thankful as he backs me against the table lifting me up to sit on it "Your turn princess" Loki purrs taking his shirt off to reveal a toned chest which I immediately begin to cover in kisses earning a chuckle from Loki "I said your turn" he repeats laying me back and yanking my underwear off, then spreading my legs he begins to nip at my thighs, his horned crown fading away as he does so, giving me a hint that he was powerful enough to do slight magic here.

        With his hands hooked on my thighs Loki reaches my aching cunt "You're so wet" he purrs against me before dragging his tongue between my folds.

"I've been wet for you all day sir" I admit with a whine.

"Oh I know beautiful, I know" Loki replies lifting his head up "And now the curious kitty can finally get her satisfaction" he growls inserting two fingers inside me.

"Please...." I moan.

"You'll have it princess, I promise" Loki purrs pumping and curling his digits slowly while his tongue flicks my clit.

"Lo-okiii" I moan arching my back as he slides in a third digit.

"That's right beautiful, use my name" Loki growls.

"Loki please.....oh god" I moan gripping the table tightly while Loki fucks me faster with his fingers, pressure building in my abdomen leading towards my orgasm.

"Go ahead, cum for me gorgeous, be a good girl" Loki purrs using his thumb to circle my clit and sending me over the edge.

  "I'm gonna cum...." I whine as my walls clench around Loki's fingers and I cum gushing on them and the table beneath me, Loki removes his fingers and dips his head down to lap me up as I lay there shaking and panting.

      I feel Loki's strong hands on me has he sits me up and pulls me against him "Shhh, I know" he whispers, his skin against mine an odd comfort for me "You did so well darling" he praises me, overcome by my own urges I begin to nip at Loki's neck and kiss his lips, I'd been so lonely and I hadn't realized it until now "You need to go princess" Loki mutters against my lips but I ignore him and continue with my desperate kisses "Hey...." Loki says sternly pushing me back "You need to go, come on" he says helping me down and handing me my clothing piece by piece to put back on.

"Loki..." I protest "You can't be here pet, now go" Loki argues and I know he's right so I dress to leave "My pet..." he calls after me and I turn to look at him "I hope you enjoyed yourself as much as I did" Loki winks as the door closes.

• • •

   The next day I notice that Mobius is at his desk most of the day which I find odd "Not questioning Loki today?" I ask. "

"No I left him in there with the welcome video on repeat" Mobius chuckles.

"That's worse than the time cell Mobius!" I snap getting up to find what theater he put Loki in.

    Mobius chases me down the hallways "Wait! Come on why do you care?" Mobius asks.

"You want to piss off someone that powerful?! Because I don't!" I exclaim.

"He's in 25" Mobius reveals.

     Upon our arrival we find that Loki has broken the projector and is now arguing with Miss Minutes, our resident hologram "Come here you incessant little beast!" Loki growls trying to swat her.

"You have no manners!" Miss Minutes shouts back and at this point I can't contain my laughter any longer gaining their attention.

"We'll take it from here Miss, thank you" Mobius says politely and Miss Minutes vanishes.

"Wretched little thing" Loki hisses straightening his jacket "If you hadn't broken that" Mobius points at the projector "She wouldn't have showed up" he explains.

"If you hadn't left that horrible after school special on I wouldn't have broken it!" Loki bellows.

   "Boys! Cut it out" I yell.

"Agent..." Loki mutters, apparently he hadn't noticed me when we came in.

"Yes hello" I say curtly to keep Mobius from catching on.

"Listen, I want to offer you a chance to work with us, help us" Mobius says.

"I've got my own universe to get back to" Loki huffs.

"Eh, not so much" Mobius shrugs.

"What?!" Loki and I both ask shocked.

"You were never supposed to win Loki" Mobius answers "What's one less universe in the grand scheme of things huh?" he adds.

"Why you half witted...." Loki starts as he lurches toward Mobius.

"No! Stop!" I shout knowing that Mobius has a pruning device on him.

"Don't Loki please" I beg.

"Why?! What are my options?! Stay trapped here or..." he looks at me.

"Be pruned and damned to the void for however long you survive" I explain.

     Loki scoffs and walks off while Mobius grabs me taking me out of the room "That was really stupid" he scolds when we get outside.

"I do that sometimes" I shrug.

"Thank you" Mobius replies.

"I didn't do it for you, I did it to protect him" I confess.

"I know that" Mobius winks "Now see if you can't convince him to work with us huh?" Mobius asks "I'll give you an hour" he adds.

"I won't need it" I reply confidently as I walk back in the room.

     Loki still stands with his back to me "I know what you're feeling" I say.

"I'll bet" Loki laughs "Why did you choose to stay" he asks.

"I didn't want to die" I answer honestly.

"What have I got to lose? I'd rather take my chances in the void, whatever it is, there's nothing for me here" Loki sighs.

"I'm here" I say softly.

     Time seems to drag as I stand there waiting for Loki to respond until finally he turns to look at me "That's cute little one" Loki chuckles "Come here" he beckons opening his arms to me and pulling me into a kiss "Very cute" he purrs.

"Please just try Loki?" I ask him.

"I just met you, why would I do anything for you?" Loki asks.

"Because the sex we had last night was fantastic and you want more" I answer coyly.

"It was good" Loki agrees "And I'm not finished with you yet" he adds "Go tell your master I'll stay" Loki sighs.

"He's not my master" I whisper kissing Loki deeply "You are" I wink walking out.

    Outside the theater I find Mobius "He'll do it" I tell him.

"Great, I'll get him briefed" Mobius answers.

"You're not going to wipe his memory so he'll be more complaint are you?" I ask.

"No, I need his memories" Mobius answers.

"Good" I say smiling softly before walking away but not before hearing Loki as Mobius enters "Where is she? Did you send her away?" he sounded stressed and it made me stop.

"Don't worry lover boy, you'll see her soon" Mobius teases him "I'm not in love, I just prefer her to you is all" Loki huffs.

• • •

   Back in the archives Mobius approaches me "Why are you always in here?" he asks me.

"Because I hate my desk" I answer.

"Ok then, did you know he could access his magic here?" Mobius asks.

"A little yeah" I nod "I figured it had something to do with everything going to shit" I add.

"Loki and his magic aren't something I want to deal with" Mobius sighs.

"Then don't piss him off" I smirk.

"Thank you for your invaluable advice agent" Mobius laughs "I'm calling it a night and you should too" he adds rounding the corner.

Not long after that, I clean up the table clearing all the files I was working on and head back to my quarters.

   After I've showered and changed into my pjs I pour myself a glass of wine and plop down on my sofa with a heavy sigh when there's a knock at my door "I thought you were calling it a night" I grumble heading to it and swinging it open "What do you ....Loki" I gasp when I discover it's him at my door.

"Can I come in?" he asks.

"Umm....yeah" I stutter moving out of his way and closing the door which he immediately pins me to and begins to kiss me "Loki.." I mumble against his lips.

"Shhh" he mutters.

"No....Loki..." I try again "Loki...stop" I say again finally getting him to pull away "I need to lock the door" I explain turning the deadbolt and latching the chain "Ok, now why aren't you in your cell?" I ask.

"I slipped away" Loki smirks.

"Alright fine" I huff grabbing my temp pad and calling up Mobius.

"What's up kiddo?" he answers "Please stop calling me kiddo" I sigh.

"Ok, what can do for you agent?" he teases.

"What's this doing here?" I ask turning the pad to face Loki.

"I told it that it could go there if you allowed" Mobius answers.

"I am not an it" Loki grumbles.

"So he didn't sneak away?" I ask prompting a roaring laugh to leave Mobius.

"Is that what he told you?!" he asks amused.

"No, I just wanted to make sure" I lie "Talk later" I add closing the pad.

    Loki stares at me for a moment "Why did you lie?" he asks.

"I don't know actually" I answer.

"Well that's a huge red flag that I'm going to elect to ignore" Loki says with a smirk.

"Oh that's rich coming from you, silver tongued god of lies" I retort as he approaches me and pulls me into a kiss.

"Im going to have a lot of fun tonight" he growls picking me up and carrying me to the bedroom.

    Once he gets me there Loki is immediately on me kissing me as his hands roam my body "I can't wait to fuck you" he growls "To hear you scream my name as you writhe with pleasure" he continues with his lips moving down my neck.

"What makes you think that you get to fuck me?" I ask.

"Your dilated pupils and your trembling lip to name a few" Loki answers, running his thumb over my bottom lip "I can practically smell the arousal on you" he purrs. Before I know it he's removing my clothes and his own until I stand before him in just my panties "Fuck you're beautiful" he growls.

"Thank you sir" I purr.

"Can you be a good girl for me" Loki asks.

"Yes" I answer.

"Good, I'm going to tie you up tonight" Loki tells me, I nod as he lifts me up and tosses me on the bed straddling me and binding my wrists with his belt to my headboard.

    I lay there trembling waiting for his next move when I feel a cold sensation against my skin and look to see Loki dragging the blade of his dagger lightly along my abdomen and using it to cut my underwear off before holding the blade to my cheek as he hovers over me "Are you frightened pet?" he growls.

"No" I shake my head.

"Why not?" Loki asks.

"You said you'd never hurt me" I answer.

"Such a good listener" Loki smiles "I won't hurt you pretty girl" he purrs dragging the blade along my collar bone before making it disappear.

    Loki grabs my chin and kisses me hard forcing his tongue inside my mouth "Oh the things I want to do to you, but where to start?" Loki hums "Here?" he growls cupping my wet core and earning a groan from me "No" he says leaving an open handed slap against my pussy causing me to groan "Maybe here?" Loki asks cupping my breasts in his hands and rubbing my nipples with his thumbs.

"Ungh.....fuck" I moan.

"Do you like the way I touch you?" Loki purrs.

"Yes sir" I whine.

"Do you want this?" Loki asks stroking his cock.

"God yes, please Loki" I beg opening my legs for him.

       Loki teases my entrance before starting to push into me, his cock stretching me to accommodate it while I wince and pull on my restraints whining "Shh, I know pretty girl, I know. It's okay" Loki whispers caressing my thighs. The pain is almost unbearable as Loki sinks further inside me finally reaching his base "You're such a good girl" he moans kissing me as he starts to move inside me, then lifting my legs up places them over his shoulders and wraps his hand around my throat fucking me hard "You're my perfect little slut" Loki growls through a clenched jaw.

        Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd actually enjoy being degraded the way Loki was doing so now but I reveled in it and even played into it "Fuck me Loki" I whine at him.

"Yes, beg for it" Loki groans dropping my legs from his shoulders then hooking his hands behind my knees and lifting my butt off the bed to fuck me harder, the motion lightly pulling on my restraints and arms.

"Lo-oki....yes" I cry out, then suddenly Loki unlatches my hands from the bed flipping us over to enter me from behind and I feel a sting on my rear and it registers Loki had slapped it with his open hand "Again" I beg biting my lower lip and he obliges spanking me again "Again Loki" I moan, my bound hands gripping the sheets, his lips pressed to my back as he slaps me again and again until he throws me on my back thrusting back inside of me with one hand wrapped around my throat and the other thumbing my clit.

"Shit I'm gonna cum" Loki growls.

       Caught up in the moment I cry out "Fill me with your cum Loki, please I want it" I beg.

"Gods yes...." Loki moans loudly burying his face in my neck and releasing ropes of his seed inside me.

"Oh yes. Thank you Loki" I moan as I cum bucking hard against him.

"That's a good girl" Loki purrs fucking me through it until I finally still.

      A satisfied groan emits from Loki as he slides out of me and drops down beside me "Come here, give me your wrists" he says softly, unbinding them and tossing the binding to the side.

"Thank you" I say quietly while rubbing my wrists.

I feel Loki's large hands on them and look up at him "Are you hurt?" he asks, a hint of concern in his eyes.

"No, I'm ok" I tell him.

"Good" Loki smiles looking relieved "Because there is more where that came from and I need to know you can handle it" he adds.

"More? Like what?" I ask.

"Darling I have so much to teach you" Loki purrs "There are so many ways to satisfy you, to play with you" he says in a soft voice leaning down to kiss me "To love you" he whispers making me sit up quickly.

"Say that again" I insist.

"No" Loki declines.

"Say it" I press.

"No....that's not even what I meant" Loki insists.

   Kneeling in front of him I grab his cock and stroke it "Say it again" I purr.

"No" Loki growls through clenched teeth.

"You will" I reply.

"Not likely" Loki groans not able to control his cock hardening in my hand.

       Straddling him I grab his chin forcing him to look at me as I slide down onto him "Say it" I insist again.

"There's nothing to say" Loki replies. My hands are planted firmly on his shoulders as I begin to rock on top of him "You bitch" Loki growls.

"Just say it" I groan.

"You seem to have me confused with someone who cares for you" Loki grunts "Fuck.... woman please!" he hisses but I continue my torture until Loki tosses his head back and cries out "Alright! I do care about you dammit!" he confesses.

      Rewarding him for his honesty I ride him crashing my lips against his "Oh gods..... thank you" Loki says between moans, then without notice flips me around to lay me on my back and hovers over me "Although, it was unwise to tease me" Loki growls teasing my folds with his tip, pushing between them to tease my entrance and then pulling away.

"Lokiiii" I whine.

"Not so fun from the other side is it?" Loki teases dragging his tip between my folds and over my clit.

"Fuck! I'm sorry Loki! Please!" I beg him.

"Do you want your masters cock?" Loki purrs.

A "Yes! Please I need your cock master, I need you to fuck me" I beg more.

"You don't deserve to be rewarded, you were so naughty" Loki answers.

"Please master, please I'll do anything" I beg.

"Anything?" Loki asks.

"Yes, anything" I confirm.

"Tell me you love me" Loki demands.

"What?!" I ask shocked.

"Tell me you love me and I'll give you the release you crave" Loki replies.

"I don't love you" I argue.

"I'm not going to lie" I tell him trying to slide out from under him.

"I don't believe you" Loki tells me stopping me.

"How could I be in love with someone I just met?" I ask him.

"You tell me" Loki smirks.

"I can't because I don't love you" I insist.

"Yet you were willing to risk your life for mine today" Loki points out.

"I don't love you, but I do care for you and I don't want to lose you" I admit.

"Good enough" Loki smirks thrusting into me and fucking me hard slamming his hips against mine until he cums spilling his seed inside me and sends me toppling over the edge myself.

• • •

     Mobius leans back in his chair with a smirk "How was your night?" he asks.

"Don't" I warn him.

"What? I'm genuinely curious how your night was?" Mobius chuckles.

"I will make you regret it" I warn him again.

"Did you have a nice time?" he teases some more obviously not taking my warning seriously.

In an effort to teach him a lesson I slide my chair closer and lean in speaking in a low voice "It was fantastic, Loki kept me in pure orgasmic bliss for most of it of course, oh the things he can do.." I gush.

"Yep ok I'm sorry!" Mobius chirps getting up quickly as I throw my head back in laughter and slide back to my desk.

"What's so funny?" Loki asks, I hadn't seen him walk in.

"Nothing" we both reply.

"Right, ok" Loki replies unconvinced.

"We weren't talking about you mischief" I assure him.

"Don't call me that" Loki huffs.

"Aww, he's mad" I tease looking at Mobius.

"The void seems like a better option with every moment that passes" Loki grumbles walking away.

"Wait! Loki!" I holler after him.

      Finally catching up with him at the elevator I try to talk to him "Loki I'm sorry" I offer.

"I don't care, my feelings aren't so easily hurt pet" Loki says to me in a snarky tone.

"Oh ok, good" I reply turning to walk off.

"Wait,..." Loki calls after me.

"Yeah?" I answer turning back.

"Can you um, can you show me around the archives maybe?" Loki asks.

"Oh, yeah of course" I follow him into the elevator and take him to the archives stepping out quickly when the doors open "I hate elevators" I mutter.

"Really?" Loki asks amused.

"Yes, little glass boxes of death" I shudder.

"That's being a bit dramatic" Loki laughs.

"Whatever" I sigh walking away.

      As we walk through the archives I do my best to explain them to Loki "So it's a lot like a library, alphabetical order and what not, but still different" I say "In a library you have your genres, those don't exist here obviously but there are classifications and such" I continue.

"And the dark spooky corner?" Loki asks.

"Corrupted timelines....or universes I guess, where they converged and destroyed one another" I explain bringing him over to it.

"Fascinating" Loki mumbles pulling me into the dark corner for a passionate kiss "Seems like a perfect place to hide too" he purrs kissing my neck.

"Loki no" I protest but it goes unheard as Loki pulls my skirt up and moves my underwear to the side slipping his fingers inside me "Loki....not here..." I gasp quietly against his shoulder.

"You don't like a little danger?" Loki growls biting my neck.

     When I'm around Loki he ignites something in me that makes me act like a completely reckless fool and it was happening now "If you're going to fuck me then do it properly and use your cock" I hiss eliciting a laugh from Loki. He crashes his lips into mine while I hear the metallic of his belt buckle and swish of his zipper before feeling him push into me and bottom out.

"Oh...." Loki moans against my neck.

"Don't cum too quickly now" I tease him.

"Darling I'd never finish before I'm expected to" Loki smirks as he thrusts hard up into me.

"Oh....fuck...." I moan quietly prompting Loki to cover my mouth with one of his large hands.

"Shh, quiet little one" he purrs moving his hand away to cover my mouth with his own and swallow my moans while he continues to fuck me, his cock massaging my velvet walls as it twitches inside me, every thrust building the pressure inside my abdomen until my orgasm looms moments away.

"Master may I cum?" I moan in his ear.

"Yes you may beautiful girl" Loki purrs in response and I let go gushing on him and bucking against him.

"Oh gods....you're such a good girl.....you're my good girl...." Loki moans cuming with me and fucking me through it.

       I pant and whimper against Loki as quietly as I can while he drops my legs so I can stand up "I know....Shh I know" Loki soothes "Let's get you cleaned up" he whispers, after tucking himself away Loki waves his hand to dry my thighs and pulls my skirt down.

"You know before this whole mess you wouldn't have been able to use that magic" I comment.

"What mess?" Loki asks.

"The sacred timeline being broken" I answer "Magic didnt work here" I explain.

"Glad that's fixed" Loki winks placing a soft kiss on my cheek.

"I have to get back now" I tell him.

"It's lovely having you around pet" he purrs "Thank you" I tell him.

"Run along then" Loki smiles patting me on the butt as I walk by.

• • •

        Later that night I sit hunched over a table full of files in the archives making notes when Loki sneaks up behind me wrapping his arms around me and kisses me on the cheek "What are you still doing down here pet?" He purrs.

"Working" I answer.

"Rubbish, its late, come up with me and have some fun" Loki insists.

"I do need a bit of recovery time you know" I say raising an eyebrow.

"But do you need it tonight?" Loki asks.

"Ummm, no, I don't think so" I reply.

"Then lets go" Loki growls pulling on me.

"Hold on! I have to tidy these files up first" I squeal as Loki pinches my sides.

"I don't like to be kept waiting" Loki groans.

"I just need to drop these on my desk and we can go" I explain.

     After visiting my desk we board the elevator and wait as it rises to my floor, Loki looks at me leaning in close "Cameras" I warn him and he pulls away quickly. We both rush down the hall to my door and I let us in quickly slamming it behind me only to be pressed against it by Loki as he kisses me flooding my mouth with his tongue then pulling away.

"Undress" he commands.

"Yes master" I answer removing my clothing piece by piece until I'm naked in front of him.

"Very good, now bend over" Loki instructs pointing at the sofa. My hands grip the back tightly as I bend over behind it exposing my wet cunt to Loki.

     He's silent for a moment before I hear the metallic of his belt and he kicks my legs wider apart cupping me in his hand and massaging my throbbing pussy "Oh god...." I whimper quietly.

"That's exactly what I am pet" Loki purrs teasing me with his tip before pushing into me down to his base, then pulling out and doing it again "Fuck, you're so nice and tight" he growls.

        Loki grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls as he starts to pound into me "Yes......fuck me daddy please" I beg feeling Loki pull out of me and spin me around.

"Be a good girl then and suck daddy's cock" Loki growls.

"Yes sir" I reply sinking to my knees, taking him in my mouth and swirling my tongue around him as I suck.

"Gods yes...." Loki moans, his fist gripping my hair in a tight bun as I suck on him bobbing my head quickly and stroking his shaft. I drag my teeth along his length and swirl my tongue sucking on him as he twitches in my mouth  "Shit... gods I'm gonna cum..." Loki groans pulling out of my mouth, ropes of his warm cum spill onto my face as he strokes himself "Fuck" Loki mutters while he stands there panting, cum dripping from his tip.

     I decide to lean forward and lick it for him cleaning it off "Oh....good girl" Loki moans looking down at me "Look at you, covered in my cum like a good pet" he purrs grabbing my chin "Stand up and go clean yourself off" he commands "Yes master" I nod walking to the kitchen for a hand towel and cleaning my face off as I was told to and then head back towards Loki who's removed his clothing now.

"Sit" he instructs motioning to the sofa and I do immediately. Loki drops to his knees and grabs my legs pushing them open and pulling me to the front of the cushion before dipping his head down and licking a stripe between my folds.

"Loki!" I cry out throwing my head back and gripping his hair in my hand while bucking my hips as him "Oh.....Loki.....don't stop" I moan and beg while Loki laps at me and sucks on my clit slipping two fingers inside me, pumping and curling them faster and harder  "Loki.....master....please.....I'm gonna...." I manage between moans.

"Cum for me, cum for your master" Loki growls at me fucking me even harder and faster with his fingers.

"Loki.....oh god Loki yes...." I cry out lifting my hips off the cushion and arching my back as I cum soaking Loki and my own thighs.

"That's it, good girl" Loki purrs sliding his fingers from me and putting them in his mouth "Delicious" he smirks and I throw myself forward wrapping my arms around him.

"Wh-What are you doing?" he asks confused.

"Please hold me" I beg as Loki sighs "Just for a minute" I plead and soon I feel Loki's arms slowly wrap around me as my lips brush his ear gently "Can I keep you Loki?" I whisper.

"Of course you can" Loki replies kissing my cheek "I think it's time for bed pet" Loki suggests.

"Ok" I agree allowing him to scoop me up and carry me off to bed.

zhongli please stop cosplaying as a human your adeptus has social anxiety and can't cope

Feathers and Dark Desires

Pairing: Dark!Keigo Takami x Fem!Reader

Tags: manipulation, kidnapping, obsessiveness, drugs, possessive behavior, forced kiss, yandere Keigo Takami

Word count: 1.2k

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A/N: I really like dark Keigo, like really, really like him. This prompt is so good and it filled my head with so many ideas from the moment I saw it. If you'd like to read more of my fics for this event you can go to my wholesome list or to the darker list where this prompt is from.

When the fire started spreading through the streets, supervillains wandering around, people running a screaming, honestly you thought you were going to die. That a villain would get their hands on you and that would be it. Still you ran, if you were gonna go down, you didn't want to make it easy.

You ran and ran as fast as your legs could carry you, but it wasn't enough. You could almost feel a blade at the back of your neck when you were swooped up in someone's arms, high into the air. Safe.

As you opened your eyes, feeling the cold breeze, away from the roaring fire and the shouts of death down below.

"That was close. Are you alright miss?" You recognized that voice, but it couldn't really be him right? Shifting your eyes upwards you were met with the smiling Hawks, his red wings holding flapping, holding the two of you high in the air. He tilted his head slightly to the side, waiting for your answer.

Your cheeks flushed hot, "Oh! Yes! Thank you so much!" You tried to bow your head but only ended up bumping it awkwardly against his chest. Hawks laughed at your actions, his laugh shaking both of you.

"I'm going to let you down somewhere safe alright?" You nod as he starts to fly you over to a roof, far enough from the fires but close enough that he could get to you fast if something went wrong, "There are still a few things I need to take care of. Please wait here, it's still dangerous in the streets. When the villains are gone I'll come back for you alright?"

His voice and eyes were so comforting, his lips pulled into a smile as he placed a gentle kiss to the back of your hand before jumping off the roof, his wings carrying him at the speed of light toward the crowded streets.

From this distance you couldn't quite make out what was happening down there but it seemed like Hawks had things under control. Not surprising, he was the second best hero for a reason. Soon other heroes also arrived and it seemed like the villains were pushed back quickly. The civilians and the fire were also being taken care of from what you could see.

Soon after Hawks made his way back to you, his hands crossed behind his head as he floated down next to you, "Sorry to keep you waiting miss. Things are under control for now but I'm afraid a few of them got away. With villains roaming around we're gonna need to find a temporary homes for you and the rest of the neighborhood. It should be long, a few days at most."

"Was-was anyone hurt?" You thought of your friends, mind reeling with worry.

"Nothing too bad don't worry. If you'd like I can take you somewhere safe." His eyes hooded just for a second as you took his hand, then quickly they were back to their gentle look. Wow, you must be really tired. "Your hand is shaking. It's ok. I won't hurt you."

"I'm tired." You mumble as you feel yourself pulled against his chest, his arms and wings wrapping around you. The more you bury your head into his chest the more sleepy you feel, lightheaded. "I think... I think something's wrong."

"Shhh. You're ok. Just relax. I'm here to protect you remember? Sleep for a while, you must be exhausted from all that running." The last thing you remember is sinking into his embrace, the feeling of his hand under your legs, his lips close to your ear, "I'll keep you safe."

When you woke up you weren't at a hospital. Or a safehouse. Or the home of anyone you knew. It was a rather lavish looking room actually. You tried to move, but damn did your head throb.

"Easy. The drug should be wearing off soon." Drug? Where the hell were you? Panic started to set in and you lunged upwards, only to be pinned by strong hands back against the bed, "I said easy. You'll hurt yourself." The voice was familiar, even in your groggy state. The figure above you started coming into focus.

"Hawks?" He smiled again when he saw your eyes focus on his face. "What's going on? Where am I?"

"My home of course. Do you like your new room?" You frown at him.

"My new room?" His eyes widen a little, his smile starting to get slightly unsettling.

"Of course. I wasn't going to let a pretty little thing like you sleep on the couch." His hand cups your face, but instead of the comfort you felt before you felt a cold, creeping fear shoot across your body. The way he as looking at you, smiling at you, looming over you, it didn't feel right at all.

You gulp, your words coming out shaky despite you trying to remain calm, "I need to go home."

"Home? This is your home now love. It's nice I promise. When you're feeling a bit better I'll give you a tour. But remember my friends are still around so be careful."

"Friends? The heroes are here?" His laugh was cold and sinister, his fingers flexing, tightening around your jaw to keep you still as his face drew closer.

"Not those friends." Your eyes widen as soon as you grasp the meaning of his words. You try to scream but his hand clasps around your mouth, keeping it shut. You kick your legs under him but he only presses his hips against yours harder, his free hand pinning your wrists to the bed, "You're scared. I understand. But promise, I'm only doing this for you love. Just imagine what would happen if it were a real attack, if you got seriously hurt."

Although his words were soft, his voice low, but the look he was giving you, it scared you to your core.

You try to struggle against his grip again, his grip only tightened to an almost painful degree.

"I see you insist on being difficult." As soon as his hand let go of your wrists to reach for something on the side you push against his shoulders, to no avail though. He only glances back at you and shakes his head. He shows you a little vail of liquid, "A little something to help you sleep better. Maybe after you sleep this off you'll see that I'm only trying to keep you safe." He drinks the vial and grips your wrists once more.

His hand leaves your mouth, his fingers grasping your chin to keep your lips parted for his kiss. The liquid makes its way down your throat, and try as you might you are forced to gulp it down. In retaliation you bite his tongue, but he only pressed further into you, deepening the kiss, making you screw your eyes shut tight, only opening them once the kiss is over, the drug already starting to make you sleepy again.

"Feisty little thing." He whispers against your lips, "If it were anyone else it'd cut their tongue out. Lucky for you I like it feisty." There's a streak of blood dripping down his chin but he doesn't seem to mind, his hand lets go of your wrists as they fall onto the pillows. You feel him cup your cheeks, "So pretty." Your body starts to relax under his, "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe forever. Sweet dreams now, I love you." Those are the last words you hear before you sink back into dreamless sleep, managing to catch Hawks winking at you before you're in complete darkness once again.

Uraume: " I don’t understand why all this is necessary? And why did you get so many lingeries? "

* kenjaku trying out lingeries they got "

Kenjaku: " you don’t get it uraume it’s all part of the plan for me and Jin to make a child besides Vitoria’s secret was on sale "

Uraume: " still you’re already in his dead wife’s body and he already wants a family you don’t need to get lingerie or put on makeup an— wait is that

* uraume looking over at a bag next to kenjaku *

Uraume:" IS THAT A STRAP ON???

Kenjaku: . . .

Uraume: " please pardon my language but aren’t you the one supposed to get fucked not him! "

Kenjaku: " you just don’t understand uraume but no worries just think about sukuna alright "

Okay but have you ever considered Yandere Hawks going into rut and kidnapping his poor, overworked secretary, taking them home to his lovely nest, and breeding them. I mean, come on, it's spring. If they didn't want to be Keigo's breeding bitch then why did they stick around for so long? 🤔 None of the other secretaries cared enough to last this long. Clearly their still at his agency because they L O V E him~ 😏 Won't they just be so pleased to carry his hatchlings and be his pretty mate? 🥵🙏

Warnings: Noncon, oviposition, forced breeding, forced orgasms, mating rut, kidnapping, drugging, yandere Note: Sorry this took so long to fill, but uhhh...I went crazy with it and this is a 1.2k monster of a mini fic. 😂

When you wake up, it takes you several seconds to realize exactly what happened. You were working overtime as per usual when your boss Hawks came in. His pupils were full blown, sweat dripping from his body like he had just run miles, and he couldn’t seem to stop shaking.

You didn’t realize the danger until it was too late and he had you in his arms, pressing a sweet smelling cloth to your mouth and holding you until you passed out. And now, you’re tied to a bed naked, legs spread wide as an even more feral looking Hawks stares at you with hunger in his eyes.

“My pretty little bird,” he whispers as he climbs into bed with you. “You’re finally awake. I didn’t want to do this while you were unconscious, that makes it no fun at all for either of us.”

“Hawks, what is the meaning of this?” You try to sound calm, rational to try and talk some sense into him. “You need to let me go.”

“Why would I do that?” He slips up your body, slotting himself in between your thighs and grinding the bulge in the front of his pants against you. The rough fabric of his jeans pushes against your clit, and you let out a soft gasp. “See? You want this.”

“Whatever this is, no I don’t want it!” You snap at him, but instead of looking angry, the corners of his lips turns up into a smile.

“Of course you do, pretty bird. It’s breeding season for me, and you stayed around like a good little bird. You wanted to be bred by me, filled up with my hatchlings until you’re big and round.”

Your eyes widen in horror. “What - no, I don’t -”

You had heard rumors of Hawks, speculation on just how bird-like the number two hero truly was. But you had no idea of this, not even an inkling. “Your breeding season?” You ask hesitantly.”

“I’m in a rut.” And then he’s unzipping his pants, pulling them off and revealing a truly large, impressive cock that’s already rock hard. “And I can’t wait, my baby bird. I need to be inside of you, need to breed you until you can’t handle any more of my eggs.”

“Eggs? No no no, Hawks, please think about this - “

But he doesn’t answer, sheathing himself inside of your unprepared pussy in one firm snap of his hips. You whine at the painful stretch of your tight muscles around his length, and tears form at the corner of your eyes that he promptly kisses away.

“Shh, it’s okay, you’ll feel good in no time,” he coos at you as he begins to thrust. “Fuck, you’re so tight - you were saving yourself just for me, weren’t you? Of course you were.”

You begin to argue, but then you feel something at the entrance of your pussy, trying to force its way in. He said eggs, you remind yourself with dawning horror, that must be an egg -

“Hawks please, please think about this! I don’t want this!”

“Yes you do, little bird,” he grunts out, as he begins to make sharp, shallow thrusts into you as the egg forces your pussy to stretch even further. “You wouldn’t have stayed if you didn’t want this.”

You scream as the egg enters you and he fucks it up into your pussy with more sharp thrusts. You feel it press against your g-spot, and your eyes roll into the back of your head as you cum hard around it. 

“See? I knew it, you fucking wanted this. You cumming around my eggs is so fucking hot, baby bird,” he groans out as he fucks the egg up into you. He reaches the barrier of your cervix, pausing for one second as he reassures you. 

“This will hurt at first,” he admits, “but then it’ll feel good. And it will all be worth it when we have our precious hatchlings.” And then he gives one massive thrust as he forces your cervix open.

The blinding pain takes your breath away, the feeling of the egg pushing past into your womb agonizing. You feel a pop as your cervix gives way, and then the egg is filling up your once empty womb. Suddenly your body is on fire, pussy gushing liquid around his cock as more eggs push inside of you easily now that you’re more stretched open.

“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” you mindlessly babble as the eggs move along your walls, pressing hard against them and causing more orgasms to wrack your body. “Oh fuck, Hawks, oh god, it feels so good - I can’t - “

“Keigo,” he corrects you, “call me Keigo, my beautiful mate, the mother of my children.” He presses against your stomach, rolling the egg around in your tummy and causing you to scream from the sheer pleasure.

More eggs plop into your womb along with the other, and your belly begins to swell and stretch and you’re only able to lay there limply as your body is wracked with more orgasms. “Please, no more,” you whimper pathetically, Keigo, it’s too much - ‘

“Shh, this is the last one, I promise,” he whispers to you, forcing one more egg through your wide open cervix. You glance down at your belly, shocked to see that you look 9 months pregnant already. You can see the outline of the eggs, and you marvel at it for a second before you reach down to touch one.

You give a broken moan as you feel the eggs inside of you, realizing that maybe he was right - isn’t this what you were made for? To be bred and full of eggs? It’s not so bad, you think, and in fact it feels amazing. How were you able to live, being so empty before?

“I knew it,” he smiles happily, “you realize this is what you were meant for.” He begins to thrust again, several sharp movements before he’s cumming against your cervix, shooting hot ropes of cum directly into your womb to fertilize the eggs.

He lifts your hips up, keeping his cock snugly inside of you until your cervix closes again, ensuring that no eggs slip out and all of his cum stays inside of you.

He picks you up gently, placing you in a large ring of pillows and blankets before tucking you in. “This is your nest, little bird. You’ll stay here until the eggs are ready to hatch, okay? Don’t strain yourself, you’re so delicate right now.”

You wouldn’t be able to move much even if you wanted to, you realize. Your belly feels so heavy and full, and you’re unbelievably sleepy. But before you pass out, you hear your mate distantly say something.

“We’re going to be such a happy family, baby bird.”

I read a very wholesome fic by @dooblebugs​ about Ingo being reverse-adopted by the player character and i felt the need to draw it bc hhhh let us found family himmm

Oh yeah i did a thing

I’m so excited for all the new things you’ll be writing :D if you’re cool with it, could you write hawks with a broken darling and him just providing comfort? I’d imagine that when it comes down to it, hawks wouldn’t be all too happy about having his darling become a shell of who they used to be. I feel like he’d just hold darling and pray with all his heart that he’ll fix the problem.

Title: Sunday Regret [Yandere Hawks x Reader]

Synopsis: He didn’t meant to do it. And now he’ll do what it takes 

Word Count: 1312

Notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, mentions of violence

 If he wasn’t in the middle of cooking, he’d probably carry you into the dining room for a change of pace. But he doesn’t want to burn it, lest you get scared at the sound of the smoke detector. 

You haven’t moved from your spot on the sofa in hours. If it weren’t for him, you’d probably still be in bed, tucked on your side, alternating between staring at the wall and burying your face in a tear-stained pillow. 

But it’s not good for you to lay in bed all day, so he carefully picked you up and carried you into the living room after a while. He even left your walker next to you, though you’ve never bothered using it.

You don’t bother doing much of anything, anymore.

At least the living room had more stimulation for you than the bedroom. He worried when you spent hours in there, staring at a blank wall. In the living room, there were books or decor to look at, or he could turn on the TV or play some music, if you wanted. Not that you would say what you wanted, because you haven’t spoken properly in… he doesn’t want to think how long. You’ve made noises. Grunts of assent or disagreement. Sighs. Whimpers, sometimes, at night, when you think he might be sleeping.

He didn’t mean to break you down like this. Truly. How was he supposed to know--know what would happen, and know his own strength. You probably don’t believe him, which hurts (you’re supposed to love him, after all) but he didn’t actually mean to break your leg. You were trying to run, and you made it outside and tripped--all your own fault--and when he’d grabbed your leg as you tried to scurry away, he’d gripped your calf and then.

Crunching. Your screams, no, they were more like wails, primal sounds that made his gut curl. He’s not proud of the way he slapped a hand over your mouth, then, pulling you inside with no delicacy, only hurried fear that someone heard you and might come snooping.

And maybe he shouldn’t have screamed at you after dropping you unceremoniously on the bedroom floor, maybe he should have offered you painkillers right away instead of jabbing a finger in your face and telling you that you could just-deal-with-it.

Maybe if he’d treated you tenderly from the moment of the break, you wouldn’t have become so depressed and downtrodden. The next day, stuffed with painkillers and leg wrapped (courtesy of a favor--no questions, no answers) you simply… stopped existing. You wouldn’t talk, barely nodding or shaking your head at his requests. You stopped bathing yourself--getting to gently bathe you in the tub himself is one perk of all this, he thinks, though he’d never say it out loud. You barely eat, and when you do, he usually needs to feed you.

He’s threatened you with a feeding tube and you didn’t even flinch; he doesn’t want to go that route, but he can always call in a favor. You sleep erratically, sometimes all day, sometimes all night; you stare ahead of you for hours, tears leaking onto whatever pillow is tucked underneath your head. All of his attempts to get you on a sleeping schedule failed, so he stopped trying. You probably needed more sleep to let your broken leg heal, anyway.

He tries to be understanding, because in a way, this is his fault. If he’d been a better boyfriend, you wouldn’t have tried to run from him, and he wouldn’t have broken your leg. (He often reminds himself, that if you hadn’t run away, he never would have needed to grab your leg--but what good does it do to point out that it’s partly your fault, too?)

Besides, he knows that you need lots of forgiveness right now. You’re hurting.  You’re sad. But it’s hard. It’s hard. And he doesn’t blame you, not really, but he wishes he had someone to talk to about his problems. He misses you. He misses watching TV together. He even misses the arguments, in a way. At least you were talking. At least you were feeling something other than the sadness that kept tracks of tears on your cheeks all day.

Maybe it wouldn’t have made a difference in the end. Maybe you would have done this regardless.  It’s not important. What is important--and he knows this in his heart--is that the regrets it, all of it, and he’ll never do it again. And he’s going to make sure you get better by being the best damn boyfriend there is.

“Lunchtime, babe,” he says, quickly scooping together two bowls of rice, some veggies, wanting to keep things light on your stomach. It’s easier to feed you when the vegetables are soft--he worries less about you not chewing properly, at least--so they’re a bit overcooked, mushy in the bowl.

You don’t respond. But it’s okay. He doesn’t expect you to. If anything, this entire ordeal has taught him a lot about considering your needs. He wasn’t exactly a great boyfriend before all this. He got a bit too selfish, making you sit on his lap, getting annoyed if you cried while he made you try on lingerie. Now, though? It’s all about you.

So if he has to miss an interview because you broke down sobbing in the tub and need to be held for a while, so be it. If his new couch gets food stains because you don’t want to get up and he feeds you right from the comfort of the sofa, so be it.

Whatever it takes--he’ll do it.

When he cranes his neck back into the living room, the sight makes his feathers rustle. You’re standing, leaning on the walker he’d left behind, arms trembling from the effort. You got up! It’s the most you’ve done on your own in a long time. A grin instinctively breaks out and he can’t stop himself from practically running up to you, eyes bright, smile brighter.

“I’m so proud of you,” he says, practically breathless from the change. “Do you--shit, this is great, do you want to do something? What do you need? Want to take a walk on the balcony or--”

He pauses when he sees your mouth moving, sees you looking at him with sad, puppy-dog eyes. It’s a tentative gesture, and he’s reminded of an infant, staring at their parents and trying to force through words through unpracticed lips.

“I--I--I…”

He rises up on his toes in anticipation. Moving on your own and talking, all in one day? Maybe this is your breakthrough, maybe this is it, maybe he’s pulled you across that threshold back into health. Back into you.

But you don’t--can’t--finish whatever it was you wanted to say. You huff instead, sighing in defeat, face falling and thick tears dribbling down your splotchy cheeks as you give up entirely.

You burst into short, pitiful sobs, arms shaking violently as your grip on the walker weakens, as your physical strength seems to drop.

He doesn’t wait, and immediately swoops you up in his arms, cradling you as he sits on the sofa, careful of your leg as he tucks you into his lap. You don’t resist as he pushes your head towards his rest, letting it rest there as he rubs your back, stroking softly.

“It’s okay,” he whispers. “I’m right here.”

It makes you cry harder, leaning your face into his shoulder like you do the pillows on the bed. Which is good, isn’t it? You’re getting it out. And when is the last time you let him hold you like this without struggling, legs and arms kicking, nails scratching?

So he won’t deny that he enjoys this moment, enjoys getting to comfort you in the way he’s always wanted to; in the way that you’ve always, especially right now, needed.

It might take a long time to get you back to yourself. But he’ll be here, every step of the way, waiting for you to come out on the other side.