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My (hopefully if i get this right) Final Re-request!

Dom! Male Reader with Sub!Rengoku with an established relationship. The two have been chatting about it for a while and they agreed to do the deed. Whatever else you want to add you can, I just really want some subby Rengoku. Oneshot please!

Alrighty Anon, your request is approved 💙😁

Sub! Rengoku X Hashira Dom! Male Reader Nsfw

Warnings: anal sex, gentle sex, and praising kinks

"Are you sure you want to do this baby?" You asked while playing with your Rengoku's hair gently. He smiled at you before saying, "of course I am sweetheart, and besides we've talked about it for a long time. So why not do it?" It was true, you guys have been talking about doing 'it' for a very long time, but you two never had a chance to due to being busy with killing demons.

"You are right about that, but I don't want to hurt you," you said worryingly. Rengoku then caressed your cheek before saying, "you won't hurt me baby, I promise." His assurance had put you at ease, "okay, but I'll be gentle with you," you replied while smiling.

(Time skip)

"You're doing so good baby~," you said while thrusting inside Rengoku's butt gently. "T-Thanks, you're doing good too babe~," Rengoku replied while moaning softly. You continued to thrust inside him before cumming inside him before he came too.

"Had enough baby?" You asked, Rengoku nodded slowly, "okay," you said before taking your cock out of his butt. You then picked Rengoku up before laying down on the bed.

Rengoku then got closer to you before whispering in your ear, "next time, be rough with me~." You smirked at him before replying with, "gladly~."

V. MASTERLIST

TRANSFORMERS

╰┈➤ TF NSFW Headcanons #1 - prowl. ✩

╰┈➤ Meeting Shenanigans - rodimus. ✩

╰┈➤ TF NSFW Headcanons #2 - optimus prime. ✩

╰┈➤ Puppy Boy - swerve. ✩

╰┈➤ Face Sitting - breakdown. ✩

Misc.

╰┈➤ Best Bros pt.1 - unspecified. ✩

WUTHERING WAVES

╰┈➤ ...

JJK

╰┈➤ BJ from your fav - toji. ✩

HONKAI: STAR RAIL

╰┈➤ ...

RESIDENT EVIL

╰┈➤ ...

OBEY ME!(on hold)

╰┈➤ Playing With The Demon Brothers - lucifer. ✩

╰┈➤ Playing With the Demon Brothers - beel. ✩

╰┈➤ Favorite Toys - simeon + solomon. ✩

╰┈➤ Sex Tape - diavolo. ✩

GENSHIN IMPACT(discontinued)

╰┈➤ Thirst Headcannons -  itto. ✩

╰┈➤ Late-Night Distractions - pantalone. ✩

╰┈➤ Yandere Lover - thoma. ✩

╰┈➤ Begging - thoma. ✩

╰┈➤ Brat Taming Thirst - kaeya. ✩

BJ from your fave

warnings: top/dom reader + reader has a dick + age gap(barely mentioned) + blowjobs + hair pulling + bit of dacryphilia + choking + dick stepping + toji is a masochist + also a bit of a cumslut

★ Toji Fushiguro is a wickedly handsome man, and you've 100% fell for his charms. From his piercing green eyes, to the ragged scar etched onto his face, and when your eyes wandered further, his sculpted body that you could drool over for hours. No matter where or when you saw him, whether he was gambling his money away at a casino, or making shady deals in a dark alleyway, it was like he could never be caught not looking his best. It would actually be really annoying if you didn't find him so damn attractive.

Even now, when he's taking your dick deep in his throat, he looks fucking mesmerizing. You watch as his head bobs up and down on your length, leaving a traces of spit on your dick every time he lifts his head up. His dexterous tongue works its way around your cock, licking up all he beads of pre spilling from your tip. You swear it feels long enough to wrap around your whole shaft.

Toji suddenly stops sucking you off, leaving a string of shiny spit as he removes mouth from your dick. "You going to stand still forever," he says with a husky voice, pressing a kiss to your tip. "Or are you actually going to fuck my throat like you promised?" His clear green eyes narrow, mouth stretching into that smirk he knows you can't stand. He might have gotten you there, but you were going to keep true to your promise.

"Really thought you we-- mmMPphh!" Toji's eyes widen as you grip his hair and push your dick in his mouth. Without giving him a break, you feed him more of your dick, inch by inch, while his eyes begin to water and he nearly chokes. "Mmnghh! Uhmnghh...mhghh--!" Toji can barely even breathe! Your thick cock stretching his throat out way quicker than when he was blowing you at his own pace. His face is now red as a strawberry and the tears in his eyes are threatening to spill. His hands fist the fabric of your clothes. All Toji can do was moan and slurp on your cock while you had your way with him. He wasn't fighting back though. This was exactly what he wanted.

"I told you'd I'd fuck your throat raw, didn't I?" you growl, pulling him off your dick until his mouth only rests on the tip. You then slam your cock into Toji's mouth, hitting the back of his throat. Finally properly fucking his mouth, you thrust into his wet heat, savoring the sensation of his tongue sliding across your shaft and his throat tightening around your dick.

Toji can only take your dick deeper and deeper into his throat and he couldn't get enough of it. His scalp is throbbing with pain from your rough treatment, his throat burns, and his cock is so fucking hard it hurts and he just isn't able to hold back anymore-- He couldn't help it! Your cock was ramming into his throat so roughly and he was being deprived of oxygen, just enough to make him delirious with pleasure. He reaches a hand down, attempting to relieve himself. He's only able to take his dick out of his pants when you kick his hand away.

"Not this time," you say, giving him a mockingly sweet smile. Then, you stamp your foot down on Toji's cock, crushing it. Toji's eyes snap wide open and roll back into his head. "HhhNGGH♡! Gghhh-- Mnggghh♥!" His moans sharply reach a higher pitch and his back arches. The pain coursing through his veins is so fucking overwhelming that he ends up cumming hands-free, barely even aware of his orgasm.

"Unghhh, mhgnn, nnhh..." Toji's half-lidded eyes rolled, his crushed cock still throbbing like mad. His body was still twitching from the aftershocks of his strong orgasm. Your cock was still slamming into his tight throat as strong as ever. You were pleased to see him cum before you, untouched, and it only brought you closer to your climax.

"You've had your fun Toji," you say with a coy smile, pulling him fully off your dick foe the last time. "Now it's my turn." With that, you slam your cock down his throat a few more times before pushing his head down to the base and keeping it there while you cum down his throat. Toji keens as your cum paints his throat white. He eagerly swallows your cum, barely even able to taste it as it as it goes down his throat. With a relieved groan, you pull your softening cock out of Toji's mouth and take his hair into your hand, raising his head to look up at you. Toji looks dazed, his eyes a bit cloudy and wet with tears. His face is still a brilliant shade of red, and his mouth is wide open, tongue out as he swallows gulps of fresh air. You almost wanted to shove your dick in there again...

"You can't be doing stuff like that with me. I'm getting older you know," Toji grumbles. He's now sitting against the wall, recovering from the brutal face fuck he received less than half an hour ago. You roll your eyes. "You're not that old, Toji. You're not getting sympathy points from me." Still though, you didn't want to leave him. It'd probably make you feel like a horrible person if you face fucked a guy, manhandled him, and stepped on his dick, only for yo to leave him to take care of himself. "Hey... you want to get a drink? Alcohol probably won't help with your throat, but I'm sure that's not your biggest concern anyway."

"...Sure."

GUYS MY REQUESTS AND THIRSTS ARE OPEN PLEASE WRITE TO ME I NEED INSPO

idk why but i just needed to get this off my chest :p

warnings: a little bit of corruption + dom reader + handjobs

Personally, I absolutely love the idea of having a "straight" guy as one of your favorite bros. The two of you have such a good relationship, always meeting up at the gym with each other, bringing an extra water bottle for the other, hanging out at each other's home, great stuff. Until he brings up the idea of blowing off some steam by jerking each other off. Like bros though, of course.

And like a good friend, you agree because that's what bros do! Totally not because of his perfectly sculpted arms, that big and bouncy chest, and thighs that would absolutely crush you between them. Of course not.

Little do you know, your bro has been struggling with a little crush on you. By crush, he means that he needs you to fuck him so hard he breaks. He always thought he was straight, never even gave it much thought besides the guys he would see once in a while that he would find hot if he were a girl. That was until the moment he saw you half-naked in the showers, his eyes nearly glued to you unclothed dick. He couldn't help but feel a throb himself while he ogled your form.

Of course he was still straight! It was only normal that a male would want to size up another male, just guys being guys. And it's pretty normal for guys to jerk off together, right?

Maybe he was wrong.

He can barely keep up with your precum slicked hand moving up and down your cocks, he's too busy whimpering and fucking up into your fist. He's letting out whines of Bro, slow down and Too much, if only he could hear himself, how pathetic he sounds nearly losing his mind just from getting jerked off by another man, his bro.

He's so damn sexy like this, his brows scrunched up as he holds back his tears. Beads of sweat roll down his flushed and panting face. You might pull on his dick a little too hard, but he's so cute you can't help yourself. His eeks of pleasure only worsens(betters) his situation.

By the time he's already shot his load, another one upcoming, you finally release. As his mind tries its best to unscramble itself, he can't help but want to do something like this again, or even go further. You may call him gay for it, but you have to understand, right? It's just bros helping out bros.

Megatron's Tramp-stamp thoughts?

Megs with a tramp-stamp...🤤

In my honest opinion, Megatron is totally a MILF, so him having a tramp-stamp makes so much sense. Just imagine him being this terrifying, all-powerful warlord, hell-bent on getting his way, crushing everyone who dares to oppose him with a little help from his fusion cannon...

Now imagine that same Megatron, with a new frame update, making him stronger than he previously was, much sturdier... and much more appealing with a new decepticon tramp-stamp.

As he makes his grand entrance into the main deck of the Nemesis after his new frame change, Megs has a smirk on his face; he knows that every con in the room can feel a new air about him, can feel a newfound power thrumming through his powerlines. Little does he know, most of the decepticons are gawking, more focused on at the tramp-stamp decorating their leader's backside.

Everytime he moves, his wide hips make that damn tramp-stamp move back and forth, a near mesmerizing thing. It makes it much easier for mechs to pay attention to his repeated, tiresome speeches on how they'll take down the autobots. Well, more like they're laser-focused on how the tattoo moves so fluidly along with his back and forth pacing and how much longer they can stare without getting their helm blown off.

Megatron doesn't get the big deal about it anyway. It was just a little additive that he thought was nice, but he knew how easily things like this could get mechs riled up, especially how inconceivable it seemed on mechs like him. He uses it to his advantage too, knowing that having soldiers that were incredibly down bad for him would strengthen their loyalty and in turn, ensure that less defect to those disgusting autobots. Much more effective than putting them on The List. Though if it was so easy to make the decepticons stay loyal to him, maybe he could entice powerful autobots to abandon their cause...

Don't mind the fact that I'm posting again a month later😋

TF Titty Headcanons Pt. 2

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom characters(decepticons) + dom/top reader + robotitties + lactation + praise + boobjobs + masochism + piercings + Starscream is a narcissist + size kink + mommy kink + breeding kink + Megatron definitely rewards his top soldiers with his body + in this world you're either a creamer or squirter +

❏* — a/n — pt 1 got so much positive feedback so I'm just happy that I was able to do a part 2!! And if I do a part 3 I'll most likely do the autoboobies again

also omfg I wrote

➾ DECEPTICONS

✦ Megatron - Contrary to popular belief, Megs has average sized boobs for a mech his size, but they still seem pretty damn huge to most since not many mechs are his size. That is until you compare them to another mech's like Optimus (say whatever you want but Optimus outboobs Megatron). Megs doesn't care too much about his tits, seeing them as just protoform sitting on his chassis, but he does like to have them played with once in a while.

Megatron only interfaces with his top soldiers, and even only the best of the best get to see their lord's magnificent rack. When he does 'face with them, he always orders them to treat him like any other mech they would fuck, the feeling of being treated like a fling always getting to his head. Despite how meaningless his refineries are to him, his partners see them as an absolute blessing. The lucky shmuck who's not only able to be graced with the sight of Megs' boobs and also being able to feel them up will never forget it. His tits have a subtle softness to them that's fucking amazing, perfect for shoving their helm into. Megatron is surprising pretty vocal, letting out gruff moans whenever his tits are fondled with. And every single time, without fail, his crimson optics will be locked onto his partner's as if he were teasing them.

Something the Megs is very willing to do is give boobjobs to his decepticons that are doing an exceptionally good job at taking down any autobot forces. He'll reward them by lifting his tits up and down the mech's shaft, keeping eye contact as his optics are blazing with unspent charge. And if Primus themself has blessed a mech, they'll be treated to Megatron lavishly sprawled across a wide berth, clutching the sheets as a spike ruts into him, striking as many nodes as possible with greedy servos all over his tits, feeling them as much as they can. Megatron's optics dim as he shivers from the pleasure of having his subordinate treat him as just some random fling. His vocalizer releases moans becoming slightly higher pitched the more his nozzles are twisted and pulled on and he just can't wait to do this again.

✦ Soundwave - With the decepticon third-in-command may be hiding many secrets about himself, his tits are most definitely one of those secrets. Soundwave's tits are big and busty, a more gray color. He's one of the few mechs who actually lactate, and when he does, it's usually not too much energon but it can leave his tits feeling very sensitive. He's usually able to deal with it himself, but when it gets too much those are the times he'll seek out partners the most.

Everyone who's slept with Soundwave have the same exact thoughts. He has the best tits they've ever come across. Soundwave doesn't think too much of his boobs, yet whenever people get to feel them up and lap up any energon leaking, they'll never want to go back to drinking energon normally again. Mechs who get to feed off of Soundwave's leaking titties always grope them slowly with their servos, massaging them nicely as they coax more energon out. Usually, Soundwave turns his vocalizer off since he isn't too fond of making noise from pleasure, but it's so obvious how good he's feeling when his whole entire frame is trembling and the way he tries to sneakily press his digits into his leaking valve.

Whenever Soundwave begins to lactate and has a mech sucking on his nozzle, he can't help but feel something maternal in his code to get sparked up by anyone suitable, to have transfluid pumping into his forge, to carry sparklings that'll one day need to feed from him too. When he gets like this, he becomes more shameless when interfacing, doing everything in his power to get the mech pumping their spike into him to pump in a heavy load of transfluid too. He'll do everything he needs to do, whether it be tightening his valve callipers, rocking his hips back into thrusts more, or pushing his tits further into his partner's faceplate. As long as it'll result in transfluid spills into his forge he'll be happy. And he won't be satiated with just one overload. Even when his partner needs a break from fucking, he'll just find himself on top of them, working his servo up and down their shaft before it retracts as he strakes them back to full pressurization, just before sinking back down on it all over again.

✦ Starscream - Starscream has slightly smaller than average titties, but in his opinion, it's the shape that matters, and not the size. He's very right about that when it comes to his tits. His tits are a dark grey that match his face and are perky with a surprising amount of bounce to them.

As the #1 narcissist of all Cybertronians, Screamer absolutely prizes his boobs. While he might start angrily huffing when his tits are fondled by his partners, it's all a farce. He's an absolute slut for having his boobs played with. Whenever he's self servicing, while his digits are busy circling his node, his other servo is gliding over his cockpit, sliding upwards until he feels soft and sensitive protoform. He lets out soft pants, his plump lips falling open as his optics narrow to slits-- he would never get tired of it.

Whenever Screamer's partners want to touch his tits, he always snaps at them, saying some shit about they're too perfect for them to dirty with their servos, yet he can feel his valve throb at the thought. The only times Screamer doesn't allow his partner to touch his tits is when they're his size, but he might let them if they grovel. But when it's a mech much bigger than him? It's a whole other story. He would die before saying out loud but he's addicted to having big, warm servos on his tits, dwarfing them as they manhandle them with ease, pinching his nozzles with flat digits pads or just giving them a nice, long squeeze that'll have him struggling to not moan like a pleasurebot.

With his larger partners, without them even needing to ask, he's already in their lap, legs wrapped around their waist as his chassis transforms away and reveals his rack. He arches his back so that his tits are pressed onto his partner's frame and looks at them with a knowing smirk-- he knows they won't be able to resist. It always ends with him letting out shrill cries of pleasure, truly living up to his name as his his valve is drilled into and his tits are thoroughly abused.

✦ Skywarp - As the resident Nemesis Fragbuddy™️, it's no surprise that Warp has bigger than average tits. His tits are light gray and have big, perky nozzles that are always begging to be pulled on. He owns crystal and metal pink barbell nozzle piercings that are (unsurprisingly) always seen gleaming on his nozzles. Skywarp's an absolute masochist, loving the feeling of his tits being roughly fondled or bitten down so hard he leaks energon. Warp fucks his way around on the Nemesis looking for not only the best mech to fuck him but also someone with hands big and skilled enough mess with his tits the way he likes it. He isn't really a big fan of having his boobs softly caressed and massaged-- he need them to be -- he wants his tits to be absolutely bruised, aching and possibly even bleeding when his partner is done. It's the only way to get off by playing with his tits.

Since Warp has slept with a lot of the decepticon crew and is a kinky fucker, he's definitely had some interesting things done to his boobs. He's had people bring magnets close to his nozzle piercings, forcing his piercings to follow and tug on his nozzles until he's squealing. Skywarp's given plenty of boobjobs too, sandwiching a spike between his pillowy tits as he rubs them up and down his partner's shaft and if he's lucky to have a partner bigger than him, their spike will reach past his cleavage and find its way into his already drooling intake.

His favorite thing ever is to have his tits roughed up while someone's banging up his valve. Just having a nice, thick spike plowing him is more than enough to get him off, but having a mech bite down on his nozzles, pulling on the piercing as the other hand mercilessly gropes his soft mesh? He'll for sure be an incoherent mess, optics rolling back as he's giggling stupidly from the pleasure wracking his frame.

✦ Thundercracker - Despite this seeker's standoffish, slightly prudish behavior when it comes to the discussion of interfacing, and his truly romantic personality, he has a huge rack hiding behind his armor. Out of all of his trine, Thundercracker's boobs are the biggest, bounciest, and the most attractive. Screamer and Skywarp are so totally jealous of him but truth be told, TC would definitely trade his with theirs anytime. He found it a nuisance to have such soft protometal sitting on his chest and the sensitivity that comes with it. They're just so soft and flimsy, making it so much easier to grope them with wandering servos and watch as the sensitive protometal nearly spills out between digit gaps. And it's exactly what other mechs think of them.

Thundercracker hates to admit it, but would die to have someone worship his tits, pinch his nozzles and bring one into their intake, murmuring on the soft mesh about how fucking perfect his boobs are. TC's face would be so flushed, coolant dripping down his faceplate while he tries to keep his cute moans from escaping his vocalizer. The sweet praises would go to his head and he 100% will melt into the touch of his partner if they did that, maybe even hook a leg around their waist and beg for them to fuck him already before he's overloading already, creaming around nothing while his needy valve clenches pathetically on a spike that isn't there.

Hi guys! I just want to remind you guys that this is a TOP/DOM READER blog

I was looking through my inbox and saw that someone requested a thirst including sub/bottom reader in a situation that I was really uncomfortable with. I don't write for sub/bottom reader because it's something I am very uncomfortable with writing, especially bottom reader.

Whenever sending in reqs or thirsts please remember my boundaries. I won't put you on blast or ridicule anyone for sending in a req asking for sub/bottom reader but I will delete them.

★ DAY 6 - praise | itto

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom character. + dom/top reader + amab reader + praise + overstimulation + soft dom reader + soft sex + reader is hung but gentle + doggy style + dumbification + really soft and mushy

❏* — a/n — I don't even have anything to say I just love this so much<3

"You'll be a good goy for me. Isn't that right, Itto?" Despite how soft your voice was, Itto knew his opinion wasn't truly wanted. The two of you knew that he would go along with what you said. "...Uh-huh..y-yeah..." Itto's response was a little delayed and dragged out. You had been playing with his dick and his pretty little hole for the past half-hour while showering him with sweet praises, already brining him to three orgasms. Now all he could do was lay limp on the bed while he desperately waited for you to fuck him. His face was flushed a dark red on his tanned skin and his heavy chest seemed to stutter as he took in and released every breath. He was already so compliant for you, his head nearly turned into mush from the onslaught of intense yet gentle pleasure you were giving him.

You absolutely loved Itto like this. Loved reducing Itto into a squirmy, blushing, slightly dumber mess. The way his crimson eyes lay behind those hooded lids, still watching you with intense desire only served to increase your desire for the oni before you. As your fingers slowly slid inside his tight walls, poking and prodding, you finally decided to take mercy on him.

"You're so fucking beautiful Itto. So sweet when you're like this for me." You continued to praise him as you dragged your fingers across his prostate. He keened and squirmed, both the stimulation and the praise seeming to have an effect on him. "Okay baby, I'm gonna fuck you now. You okay with that?" You removed your fingers from his hole and moved your other hand to hold his face. You wanted to make sure that Itto could hear the concern in your voice— you didn't want to overwhelm his senses too quickly. Itto's tongue felt too heavy to form any coherent words, all he could manage was a rapid nod, pressing his face into your warm hand. Feeling satisfied, you slicked up your hard cock in your hand, slightly twitching as it was neglected. You lined it up to Itto's twitching hole and filled him up.

"Aahhh..uhuhh..." Itto's body felt useless as he felt you fill up his needy insides. You weren't even fully in yet he could feel the electrifying pleasure pooling in his stomach. Once you finally bottomed out, he thought he could feel your dick all the way to his stomach. He whined and brought up a hand to stroke his stomach, finding a tiny bump. "Haahhh..C-can feel you..up here.." Itto dazedly rubs the part of his stomach where he can feel your dick pressing into him and it takes you summoning all your self-restraint to pound him into the bed.

Instead, you leaned down and grabbed Itto's head with both your hands and pushed him into a sloppy kiss. Itto felt lightheaded as he tried to reciprocate but all he could do was keep his lips parted as your tongue found its way down his throat. He let long moans that were swallowed by your kiss and his walls tightened on your dick— you were going to have to make sure you didn't cum right then and there.

Finally you broke away from the kiss, a thin line of saliva still connecting the two of you as Itto tried to chase the kiss in vain. You pulled out of the oni's hole, leaving him an empty, whining mess as he begged to have your cock back in him. Gently ignoring his pleas, you adjusted him on the bed so that he was lying on his front. Itto allowed you to manhandle him into position, his body feeling heavy. From this view, you could admire his round ass and his muscular thighs and back. Once again, you pushed your dick inside his tight hole until all your length was inside of him.

This time, Itto actually came, his eyelids fluttering as his dick spurts out cum onto the sheets below him. He had no idea why, but your dick entering him again from this position made it feel like you were reaching so much deeper inside of him, which was true, but not to the extent Itto believed. The moment you slid inside of him, you pulled out slower, your dick nearly exiting his hole, before thrusting back in at a faster pace. You kept it up, pulling out slowly and thrusting in quickly before your dick let his ass.

It drove him mad.

"Uuughh...Ah! Nnhhnhn, hah--Oh! Pleaasee♡" Itto didn't even know what he was begging for, he never did. His wrecked voice just let out the very little his overworked brain could manage. All he knew was that your dick was drilling into him while you kept whispering sweet nothings to him, your hand snaking around his body and your wandering hands find their way to his plush chest and starts groping his pecs and playing with his nipples— and he came again.

This time, Itto's eyes roll back behind his hooded lids as he moans loudly, his voice slightly muffled by the pillow his head had found its way onto. Even with the pillow he couldn't hide his pleasured mewls—not hat he even had the mind to anyway. All he could do was whimper and hug the pillow as your grip tightened on his hips and you brought you body closer to his, your body right above his as you pushed him further and further into the bed. He could feel his poor, overstimulated cock rub on the silky sheets as your cock continued to ruin his ass slowly. Itto could feel another orgasm coming through the hazy fog covering him mind and in a distant part of his mind, he wondered how many orgasms needed to be pulled out of him until he came dry.

(I thought I already posted this but I clicked save as draft not post😭)

I love my pink theme but sometimes I wonder if it makes people shy away from my works😓 I just wanted to hear the opinions other people

TF Titty Headcanons Pt. 1

❏* — warnings — sub/bottom characters(autobots) + dom/top reader + robo titties(duh) + nipple piercings + lactation + breastfeeding kink + rough sex + degradation + praise + breeding kink + heat cycles + i love giving them sappy nicknames + prowl needs his own warning

❏* — a/n — if I have to be plagued with horny thoughts then you guys will suffer too

also, I'm willing to take more requests on which characters(especially decepticons) I should do for part 2 ^-^

➾ AUTOBOTS

✦ Optimus - As the leader of the autobots and one of the last living Primes, it shouldn't come as any surprise that Optimus is well-endowed. His tits are large and bouncy— they defy gravity in every sexy way possible. The Prime's chest is a white-ish color, plush and pillowy, a perfect to touch and perfect to cuddle.

Before becoming a Prime, his boobs were already big but now, they produce mineral-rich energon. He sometimes finds himself upgrading his chassis armor because his tits often press up on his windshields, sometimes popping his chassis armor. On rare occasions, he might even be lactating— It's very distracting, and he always gives embarrassed yet wholehearted apologies whenever his fellow autobots are met(blessed) with the sight. It might even happen that one of the decepticons he meets on the battlefield start tripping over themselves as they gawk at his chest.

Optimus lets out low, silky moans whenever his tits are fondled, his audials twitching with sensitivity. He's very open about his tits. He has no problem with his berth partners wanting to grope them, even suckle on them. If his partner wanted to, he would absolutely let them lay him out on his spinal strut just to fondle and suck on his nozzles, drawing out any energon they can find. It's a bit embarrassing for Optimus to admit, but it's not too hard for him to overload just from having his refineries played with. All Optimus needs is the feeling of having servos grabbing his plush chest and constantly rubbing his nozzles, maybe even his partner clamping their dentae down hard on his nozzle for him to let out undignified sounds and squirting all over himself.

As much as Optimus enjoys having warm servos massage his tits with care, his moans go up a pitch when his tits are bruised and left with marks from sharp dentae. Whether his partner apologizes for their rough treatment or not, they definitely knew that the Prime got a little wetter from it.

✦ Ratchet - Ratchet has huge tits and I will die on that hill. No doubt about it. Ratty's tits are a dark gray, matching his faceplate. They're big and hefty, hard for a mech of even his size to cup them fully into their hands. While he would rather die than admit it, he definitely loves to have his tits played with.

As a medic, Ratty's boobs produce much more energon than your regular cybertronian, which causes him to need to milk them often. Whenever he starts producing extra energon, it's always a pain to deal with because it leaves his poor tits swollen, nearly pressing up against his windshield, and so sensitive when he ends up leaking energon. It's so hard for him to milk his tits on his own so whenever he's at his most frustrated and sensitive state, he has to begrudgingly go to another trusted mech for help. Even though he insists on it being strictly professional, his cute whimpers and the dark blush on his face always betrays his neediness.

During the war, Ratty was definitely known for not only being the best medic Cybertron has seen, but the medic with tits that make the sweetest tasting energon. Whenever he's treating his patients, almost all of them ask if he could provide some energon for them with his generous breasts. Even though they try their best to be subtle about it(except for the most shameless mechs), Ratchet always knows their reasons, but he'll still provide it anyway because it's in his nature to help others. He just has to make sure not to get release his panel and reveal his already drooling valve during the feeding, which is going to be really tough for him.

✦ Drift/Deadlock - Drift's tits aren't the biggest but not the smallest(definitely bigger than Rodimus' though) , but there's still nothing about them that you can't not love. His protoform there is a darker color just like his faceplate, and sometimes flushes a cute pinkish color. Drifty has very sensitive tits and will let out a little squeal if they're groped too roughly. He's not too keen on showing his chest to anybot, especially when he still went by Deadlock, due to his more private nature. But when he has a partner to show them off, they are one lucky mech.

Whenever someone is mindful with how they treat Drifty's tits, massaging them softly, rubbing their digits over his nozzles with practiced care, he absolutely melts in pleasure. He lets out small eeks of pleasure while his finials twitch in response to the stimulation, his frame shivering like a turbo-rabbit . His whines and slight pouts are so attractive whenever his tits are played with. Drifty tries so hard to seem like he's unaffected but it's so hard for him to do when both his faceplate and his tits are both flushed pink with energon.

When he was known as Deadlock, even in bed, he would be known for being feisty and a little too eager to bite. But the moment servos are on his tits and slowly groping them, he gives up all resistance and tries his best to stop the little moans threatening to come out from his vocalizer. He'll still have a look that screams "make fun of me about this and the last thing you'll see will be my gun" but it'll be softened by his half-shuttered optics and and his breathy whines tumbling from his intake.

✦ Rodimus - definitely has small tits. And he is proud of them!!! He loves to show off his tits to his partners in berth and has possibly opened up his chestplate to show them off to any crewmates that flatter him enough more than once, maybe even let them cop a feel. His boobs are a white color similar to his faceplate. He has very perky nozzles and he will whimper when they're tugged on. Even though his tits are smaller than the average cybertronian's, they're still just so adorable, especially with the way his nozzles slightly flush blue when he's aroused.

Roddy knows that people are into his tits and he uses it to his advantage. Whenever Magnus is boring him to death with reports on ship maintenance or whatever, he shoves the datapad or anything that Magnus is holding in his servos, brings the huge mech's helm down to his level, and pushes his tits into Magnus' face with a cute little "ta-da!". There isn't much to push into the big mech's face but nonetheless, it's effective. He would giggle a bit and ask Mags if he liked his tits and Rodimus is left with a short-circuiting Ultra Magnus to explain to everyone. He's tried that move on Megatron too, but it's sadly not as effective on him, though the ex-warlord definitely does enjoy the view.

✦ Prowl - This praxian definitely has huge tits-- that's what his bumper is for. Now his bumper is great and Prowl definitely carries it with pride, but his titties are the real star of the show. His protoform are a dark gray compared to his faceplate. Unlike most mechs, Prowler has custom nozzle piercings: a pair of gold piercings(they cost him a mean amount of credits) and a pair of silver hoops. He switches between pairs each day. They're so big that he sometimes has a bit of trouble transforming his bumper over them. He loves to tug on them while he fingers himself silly because the pain is so delicious that even a few tugs can get his pathetic spike overloading and his messy valve squirting.

While Prowler berths very few partners, he loves to get his tits fucked by a spike big enough to reach past his cleavage and into his open mouth. Whenever his partner tugs on his nozzle piercings while fucking his tits and hisses out some degrading words, Prowl's vocalizer lets out a whoreish squeal-- he probably overloaded right then and there. Prowl for sure loves his titties. He may not be on Starscream's level of narcissism(no one can reach his level), but he sometimes like to check himself out in a mirror or camera to admire his busty chest, groping himself and gently tugging on his piercings as he begins to pant and his fans click on. It's at times like this that he often dreams about being subjected to obscenely kinky scenarios: his tits being bitten down on harshly as he's forced to continue riding his partner's monstrous length, his partner hooking up pumps to his nozzles to activate his energon lactation and leave him hooked up with multiple vibrators stuffed up his valve and aft and left overloading silly for hours, or being left in a dirty alley during his heat cycle, all his panels open while he drips energon from his tits and his pussy leaks lubricant all over the ground as he's left in a spike-hungry state, just about willing to let anyone fuck him as long as they'll ruin his pussy and fill his gestation tank with transfluid.

i need optimus pussy so bad

You're so real for that I'm actually going to make a whole thirst for this

warnings: dom/top reader + sub/bottom optimus prime + cybertronian reader + sloppily eating out Optimus' valve + praise + prime gets wrecked by the power of oral

a/n: thank you so much for giving me the inspo to create this🙏🏾

╰┈➤ Just imagining Optimus laying down on his back and presenting himself for you, large white thighs shyly held open while his digits tentatively hold open his already leaking slit. It's not that he was necessarily scared or nervous, but he can't help but let shivers run down his spinal struts as you admire his valve so intently.

╰┈➤ You were mesmerized by his pulsing blue biolights decorating his valve lips and his oh-so-pretty red node resting in the hood of his valve. His array was the prettiest one you ever saw, When you say that out loud to him, he lets out a small "thank you" and tries to cover his pretty pussy with his servo but you move it out of the way, causing him to let out a whine. You look up from your spot between his thighs and drink in the look on his face. His battle mask was off. His optics are half-shuttered, the light coming out dimmed. A very prominent blue flush is spread across his face and his mouth is screwed into a slight pout. He was so cute and you hadn't even dome anything to him.

╰┈➤ Way too soon, your glossa is on Optimus' valve, and he lets out a short yet embarrassing yelp. In his defense, even though you had done this so many times before, you were always so quick to push your glossa into him and you never held back. Your glossa delves into Optimus' wet heat, forcing it as deep as you can as you listen to the Prime let out moans with his low baritone. He feels your nasal ridge crushing his node and the pleasure bursts under his eyelids.

╰┈➤ Optimus' thighs begin to automatically clamp down on your helm but the slight crushing feeling only raised your charge. You eat him out like a starved mech, sloppily lapping at every node you can feel in the mesh of his valve and making sure he can feel it. By now, Optimus is so close to overloading, he always overloaded quickly from being eaten out. If you lifted up your helm you would see Optimus biting on his servo joints, trying his best to not let out his embarrassing noises but clearly failing.

╰┈➤ With your eager mouth, you'll bring Optimus to overload so hard he won't even know what hit him. He'll let out a series of staticky moans while his thighs clamp down hard on your helm while he squirts, and you'll still work your glossa in his valve despite his recent overload. He'll whine and push at your helm but you both know that those weak pushes don't mean anything-- he doesn't want you to stop and you don't plan on it.

╰┈➤ You'll make him overload a few more times, each overload more powerful than the last. He keeps seeing stars in his vision and--oh Primus-- he's overloading again. He'll sob as he squirts for a last time, his frame trembling from the aftershocks as you suck on Optimus' node for the last time before releasing it. You're almost 100% sure you were left with some kind of helm processor damage, but you really didn't care. After you've eaten his valve out to your satisfaction, you bring helm out from between Optimus' legs and lay your frame on top of his. Your derma meet his and you begin to give each other messy, open-mouthed kisses. His optics shutter close as he whimpers into the kiss. Your servos roam his frame and you map out his familiar curves, lightly groping them, especially his chestplate while the Prime lets out sensual sighs.

╰┈➤ Underneath you, you feel his thighs tighten and rubbing against each other. Making out was getting Optimus charged up again, and it didn't surprise any of you. While your spike pressurized against his abdomen, you knew that you would make sure that your conjunx would be quivering in pleasure by the time you were done with him.

★ DAY 5 - threesome | brainstorm & perceptor

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom brainstorm + sub/top perceptor + double penetration + overstimulation + dumbification + brainstorms tits are featured + slight humiliation + brainstorm is a kinky shit(perceptor is a secret kinkster) + brainstorm gets wrecked (*REAL NOT FAKE*)

a/n: is it just me or is stormy with his mask off literally gorgeous?? he was cute before but without his mask he's definitely top 10 prettiest transformers

You loved your two conjunxes oh so dearly. You loved it when they got engrossed in their nerdy science stuff, loved it when they bickered over silly things, loved when the three of you took the time to just talk about the things you enjoy, with mostly you and Brainstorm(really just Brainstorm) talking while Perceptor nodded and smiled. But of course, you also loved the debauched things you and your partners got up to in berth.

"Mmhhmm...Percyyy," Brainstorm whimpered into the open-mouthed kiss he was sharing with his conjunx. "Hmmnn..." Percy moaned into the kiss as well, lightly fondling the jet's wings. You were behind Brainstorm, watching carefully as your lovers sloppily made out. It was so cute seeing the two of them all over each other like this. While Stormy was busy kissing Perceptor, he pushed back his leaking valve against your spike panel, wordlessly begging for you to fuck him.

Taking the hint, you released your spike. It was already pressurized-- how could it not be? You moved yourself so that your chest was flush against Stormy's wings and grabbed him by the hips. He shivered, knowing what you were planning to do and opened his legs wider so he could properly receive you. "N-nhhn, [n-name], pl-- MhhnN! Nghh..." Whatever Brainstorm was trying to tell you was cut off short when Percy grabbed his chin and pushed his glossa into his mouth to shut him up.

Brainstorm squirmed in Percy's hold; how long were you going to wait before spiking him? He wanted to whine in frustration but he knew that acting out would only cause him to have to wait even longer. Finally though, he could feel your thick spike against his valve entrance an he whimpered in anticipation. "Stormy, you mind opening up your chestplate for me? I think Percy wants to see your cute tits," you croon into the jet's audials. He immediately released his refineries from there confinements and was taken aback by how quick you were to take on into your servo.

"Your tits are so cute Stormy! Too bad they're so small though," you gave him a fake pout as you rolled his nozzle between your digits. He let out a small squeak from your touch and your words-- his tits weren't that small! Though clearly, you didn't care about what your conjunx thought. You were to busy groping him and getting him worked up . "Percyyy, don't you wanna feel him up too?" you asked the sniper in an overly innocent tone. Having recently just been a viewer, he almost seemed surprised that you acknowledged him again, too busy admiring the two of you. Despite his slight surprise, he took Stormy's other breast and fitted his mouth over the nozzle.

"HnngGH! P-Percy, I-- Ah! Ahnn...n-no..." Brainstorm weakly protested against the constant stimulation of his tits. It was too much! Perceptor was suckling on his nozzle like his life depended on it and you were behind him cruelly pinching his nozzle while you nipped his wings. Worst of all, he could feel your still-pressurized spike rubbing against his valve, a constant reminder of how empty he felt. It was no surprise that Brainstorm overloaded so quick, letting an overstimulated mewl as his golden optics screwed shut. Even through his overload the two of you still didn't let up on. He kept futilely squirming in yours and Percy's grip, letting out more cute whimpers as he silently begs for you to finally fuck him.

Despite how badly he wanted you to spike him, he never actually expected you to shove your spike into him with no warning. "Guh---*Kzzh*--" Stormy's optics widened as he spat out static. He wasn't even close to being ready for your spike to impale him so quickly! His optics unfocused as he trembled through another overload just from you putting your spike into him. In front of him, Percy whined, not sure if he wanted to be the one spiking Brainstorm or to be the one you were fucking. "Don't worry sweetspark," you cooed to Percy, reaching past Brainstorm's frame and cupping his face into your free servo. "I'll give you what you want soon." And with that, you gripped Brainstorm's hips and started to harshly fuck into him.

"HaAHH! Unghh! [N-Name]! Pl-- Oh! Oohhh!" Stormy's spinal strut arched into you as you fucked his valve with a punishing pace. He could feel every bump and ridge on your spike dragging on all his sensitive node clusters and it was driving him mad, despite you barely starting what you had planned for him. Even while you were fucking Stormy's valve, you still had one servo on his breast, relentlessly feeling up the soft protometal and Percy had not yet let up on suckling Stormy's nozzle, as if he was desperate for energon to come out. Perceptor's panels were even released, his spike rutting on Brainstorm's midsection as his valve hidden from your view leaked lubricants.

Stormy overloaded a second time, even harder than the last as his vocalizer let out a loud squeal; barley anytime had passed since you shoved your spike into him yet he was cumming again, his pussy squirting all over your spike making it easier to make your spike kiss his ceiling node. "Ungh, hahhnn! Mnghh-- t-too mu-ugh, o-ohh!" Stormy could barely even form words from the brutal pounding he was receiving, the words dying on his glossa as he was jostled from each of your punishing thrusts. He thought that he might have even overloaded for a third time but it was so hard to think clearly through the pleasure washing over him. "Hey Percy, I think Stormy's wet enough to fit the both of us." Your words brought Brainstorm a bit out of his pleasured daze. The both of you were going to be inside of him? Perceptor's eyes widened before he positioned his spike against the jet's wet heat.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, ye-- A smile formed on Brainstorm's faceplate as he felt Percy's spike touch the entrance of his valve. He had hoping that this would happen since the three of you entered the berth and now he was finally getting his wish: he wanted to be split open on the two of yours' spikes and fucked 'till his circuits fried. Perceptor groaned as he pushed himself into Brainstorm's valve-- it was so tight! Even with all the extra lubricant the two of you had created it was still a tight fit for Percy, making the mech have to put more force into his thrusts, which only made Stormy wail louder.

At last, the two of you were snugly fit into your conjunx's valve. Stormy had a faraway look in his optics, like he was barely hanging on. His wings were trembling...matter of fact. his whole frame was trembling. His mouth was stretched open into a small "o", oral fluids seeping through his cheek cabling. He looked like a lewd mess and the two of you hadn't even started fucking him yet. Without any warning, you began to thrust into the plush valve enveloping your spike and Perceptor took it as an invitation to start moving as well.

"Guh--UNGHH---*Kzzhh*---AHH! *Ghzzk*--" Brainstorm's cries were so loud now that they were mostly being taken up by static. You were so glad that you soundproofed your habsuite so long ago. It wasn't easy for the both of you to efficiently fuck Stormy's valve with the way that his callipers kept cycling down on both the spikes stuffing him absolutely full. Stormy's optics began to roll into the back of his helm as his frame was rocked alongside the powerful thrusts of both you and Perceptor. While he let out overstimulated wails from the spikes dragging over his nodes and striking his ceiling node, he could feel his processor power slipping aways from him; it was so hard to think while the two of you were fucking his leg struts numb! Processor fried from spike, he felt his gestation chamber open up, allowing the spikes inside of him access to his forge.

Percy was the first to overload, letting out a loud cry as he spilled into Brainstorm's awaiting chamber. His overload caused Brainstorm to trip into his...fourth? Fifth overload? He wasn't even sure anymore, all he knew was that he might not ever stop overloading again. That was a thought that made him giggle a bit through his staticky mewls. It was those fucked silly giggles that made you overload last and spill into Stormy's gestation chamber. Stormy spit out static as he felt the rush of your combined transfluid fill up his valve and even escape a bit. He felt so...full. It was the thought of the transfluid still filling up his pussy that made him let out a few fucked silly giggles, twitching from the aftershocks of his intense overloads. Not a single thought was occupying his processor besides the spikes filling him up and making him all warm inside. Even though you had slightly depressurized and you were sure Percy had too, you still wanted to savour the tightness of your conjunx's valve. Just like that, the three of you laid in one berth, cuddling each other as you came down from your highs. You wouldn't be able to stay like that forever though, but it was nice to feel each other's warmth as you rested together.

★ DAY 4 - breeding | grimlock

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom grimlock + cybertronian reader + heat cycles + breeding + robo tits + feral behavior + kind of dub-con since grimmy is in heat + public sex + you guys literally frag in the hallways of the ark + grimlock needs to get dicked down NOW + yes i do enjoy mechpreg sue me

a/n: Idk why but grimlock just awakens something in me; also this would most likely take place in the g1 show but i love using idw grimlock's design and character

Another day that Grimlock was stuck on this stupid planet with it's stupid rocks, and it's stupid fleshlings, and of course, stupid Decepticons. And least, but definitely not last, this cursed heat-cycle from the Slagmaker himself.

Heat-cycles weren't typically too big of a problem for most Cybertronians. They were short periods of time where mechs charge soar to unbelievable heights once every few years, usually satiable by heat-repressants or a good session of marathon sex. Usually the first option was chosen, the second method being better suited for two or more mechs in heat that are able to keep up with each other. Even when none of those options were available, it's only the first day or two that are the worst, the heat enough to make a mech pounce on someone. Still, locking yourself in a habsuite with enough energon is an easy fix. But despite how relatively easy it is to deal with a heat-cycle, Grimlock just couldn't shake his off.

Grimlock first realized his heat was was approaching when he was "sparring" with another mech. In actuality, he was just working off some steam and chose the closest poor shmuck to help him out. When he barreled into his opponent and knocked them flat onto the ground, instead of letting up, he stayed leaning into them, heavily panting as he suddenly felt dizzy and...hot. It was when Grimlock realized the he was panting and damn near about to rut against the mech he abruptly got up and excused himself. Of course, without actually saying excuse me of course.

Grimlock immediately made a beeline to the medbay. He usually enjoyed his heats when he had potential partners, but the desolate planet he was stuck just made him want to completely get rid of that extra charge. He downed all the heat suppressants that Ratchet gave him and went about his merry day before that same sensor-clogging hit him again. But he already took the suppressants! While it made no sense to him why his heat was still persisting despite the medicine was beyond him, but he was quickly beginning to forget about that train of thought when the fog started to cloud over his mind...fuck he was so horny.

Grimlock could feel his array heating up, his spike throbbing as it begged to be released from its confinements and his valve lips drooling, already puffy without even touching them. Maybe he could just release his panel really quick and just sneak a servo under his array and touch his needy valve. Just a little bit though! Just enough to get rid of this annoying charge and...

Before Grimlock even noticed it, he was fingering open his valve, forcing his blunt digits into the dripping wet heat between his thighs. "Mmhhhghh...hahhh..." Grimlock panted heavily, continuing to thrust into his valve, hitting whatever nodes he could find. He whined, thinking about how shameful it was for him to be fucking himself on his digits right in the hallway of the Ark but it was oh-so-hard for him to linger on that though because of the dizzying heat clouding his senses. The dinobot began to slide down the wall he was leaning on for support because of how weak his legs were, yet his servo never left his array.

"Haahh--Ahh! Ghh..." Grimlock's moans became more vocal as he began to reach his high. By now, Grimlock was face down, his aft in the air trembling while his digits continued to pump themselves in and out his sensitive valve. His frame was running so hot and his processor couldn't even begin to worry about how mortifying his predicament was--he just wanted someone to help him out dammit!

✦ ✦✦✦✦✦✦ ✦

You were walking down one of the many hallways in the ark after coming back from a sparring session with another bot. Your frame was aching from the bruises you got but it was a pretty decent excursion. As you were making your way to your habsuite, you caught a whiff of a sweet, tantalizing smell. Instead of making your mouth water, it made your array feel tight. For some odd, unknown reason, you decided to follow the smell, heavy pedes picking up with speed as you went.

Before you could see what was happening, you could hear the sound of rasping moans and slight squelching sounds. Who in their right mind would be self servicing out in the open like that? Despite the question filling your mind, you turned the corner and were met with one of the most beautiful images your optics had ever laid eyes on.

There was Grimlock, powerful and fearless leader of the dinobots, writhing on the floor as he shoved four of his digits into his sopping valve, aft swaying as he let out pathetic mewls and low growls. Suddenly, his EM field enveloped you, pulsing messages of want/need/please/pleasepleaseplease-- The poor mech was a mess. The moment you saw him, you could feel your spike immediately pressurize with a thunk against your spike panel. You couldn't help it! What else were you supposed to do when one of the most attractive Cybertronians you had ever met was in heat, desperate for spike.

The moment Grimlock noticed your presence, he slowed down his digits pushing into his valve and spread his legs wider, a more inviting position. When he made a low whining sound and swayed his hips again, your patient broke and your spike released itself.

As soon as your spike pressurized, Grimlock took the opportunity to lift himself off the floor swiftly and tackle you to the ground so he was sitting on top of you. Now you were no small bot, you were nearly Grimlock's size but you were so caught up in admiring your superior's frame that he caught you off balance. In all honesty, even if you did know what he was going to do, you still would have let him. "Fffrag...frag me..." The arousal was practically dripping from the dinobot's words. He rolled his hips into you, rubbing his bare valve on the underside of your spike, wordlessly begging you to fuck him and a sad attempt to stop himself from just dropping down onto your length.

You groaned as the nodes on your spike brushed against Grimlock's plush, wet valve. You still couldn't fully believe the sight before your optics. Maybe that was the reason why you felt frozen in place while the dinobot helplessly rubbed his valve raw on your spike. Surprisingly, even in his heat-addled mind, Grimlock still wanted his partner to be okay with his advances. Finally though, you lifted him up with your servos on his waist, positioning him right above your spike.

It all went too quick when Grimlock lifted up his huge, crimson thighs and lowered himself onto your thick spike. "Graahh-- HaaAH! Ah! Mnghhh!" Grimlock threw his head back and immediately began bouncing on your spike. His greedy valve clung to your spike with every miniscule movement, as if it didn't want your length to exit his valve for a moment. "Hahh, Grimlock! Fuck..." You gripped his hips even tighter and took control, thrusting into the mech's warm valve, releasing howls of pleasure from said mech. He didn't even realize it, but by now, Grimlock's chestplates parted, revealing the soft protometal hidden within. His tits were large and heavy, a beautiful matte black color to them. He wasn't producing any energon, but it's not like that was going to stop you.

You immediately latched onto one of Grimlock's nozzles with your mouth, nipping it softly. The moment you did that, Grimlock fucking whimpered, holding onto your helm and pushing his refineries into your face. As you suckled on his tit, you could finally feel his heat affecting your own thoughts. All you could think about at that moment was fucking him hard and filling him up with your transfluid, sparking him up and repeating the process all over again. You let out a small growl at the thought of breeding the mech and bit down on his nozzle hard, causing the poor mech to spit out staticky moans. "I'm gonna fill you up... fill you with-- ah!-- m-my sparklings... make sure you know they're mine." You didn't even realize hat you were speaking but Grimlock clearly did, since he reacted to your possessive words with a loud keen.

The moment you finally his his ceiling node, he keened, practically hugging your helm as he overloaded hard. You weren't done with him though. You pushed him to the ground and flipped him over onto his stomach and lifted his aft up. It wasn't easy to manhandle such a big mech, but his dizzied state from his heat made it easier. When it finally hit Grimlock that he was empty, he whined and wiggled his hips a bit but you held him in place and pushed into him once more.

"Guuhh, uuhnGGH! F-fragg, HaAHH!" Grimlock let out sinful groans as your spike kept filling him up. You really were he perfect mech for him. With every thrust, you spike rammed into his ceiling node, threatening to force open his gestation seal and fucking a sparkling into him. And he would love every fucking moment of it. With every drag of your spike against his walls, he let out howls of pleasure that you were sure everyone in the Ark could hear. But by this point, you couldn't care less; you were too busy fucking the mech under you to have any shame at the moment. All you knew was that something inside of you was screaming at you to fill the dinobot up with your spike and transfluid and make sure it stayed in there. By now, Grimlock had overloaded twice, his hazy mind unsure of exactly when his second overload had hit him, yet his charge never left his frame. Still, all he wanted was for you to already overload in him, spill your transfluid into his needy hole and make him beg for even more.

When you finally overloaded into Grimlock's hungry valve, you barely even registered it, not slowing down a beat as your transfluid flooded the mech's valve. He immediately felt your transfluid hit the edges of his tank as you filled him up over and over again. When did he even open his gestation seal again? Not like i mattered anyway, because you were still pounding his valve like your life depended on it. A distant part of his mind wished that you had a knot, mod or natural. Oh how he wished you had a fat knot to shove into his tight hole and keep you inside of him so none of your transfluid would spill...

At last, you finally slowed down a bit, pushing your spike in and out of Grimlock's valve at a much steadier pace. You could feel your transfluid and his lubricants flowing past his puffy valve lips and you truly believed that Grimlock was satisfied. He had been railed so hard he nearly saw Primus himself and was absolutely stuffed full with all your transfluid. As you eventually came to a stop and began, reluctantly, withdrawing your spike from his wet heat, Grimlock let out a low whine. "N-no...don't pull out...I want more. Please." He sounded so needy and pathetic and with the way that he kept rubbing his aft back on your crotch made you unable to reject him. If Grimlock was fully aware of his pitiful behavior, he would have wanted to snuff out your spark and anyone else who could have heard the two of you. But for now, all he he knew was that you began to push your spike into him once more and he was going to be fucked full again. Probably not for the last time.

Just so you guys know, I haven't disappeared again but I'm deciding to do double updates for my late kinktober.

Anyway, would any of my tf fans that follow me be fine if I wrote about robot boobs because I have gone down a rabbit hole this past month and I am NOT getting out😭

★ DAY 3 - puppy play | leon s. kennedy

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom leon + gn reader + reader uses the title "sir" + petplay + collars and leashes + cockstepping + "loving" degradation + humiliation + overstimulation + boot-licking + leon is often called "dumb mutt" + and he adores it

a/n: this takes place in a "no-outbreak" au because why not

Leon S. Kennedy considered himself to be your average young, up and coming police officer. Always making sure he isn't two minutes late to work, having your coworkers tease you relentlessly for being the newest recruit, and for months being known as a simple rookie...yeah it it wasn't that great but hey, it made him happy to serve his city in the best way he thought possible.

But his relationship with you is anything but average.

"You'll be a good boy for me, right, Kennedy?" Your voice was sickeningly sweet despite Leon knowing the true implication behind your words. Behave and maybe you'll be able to cum tonight. "I will..." You look at him expectantly. "I-I will Sir." He immediately corrects himself. He didn't want to be punished so early into the night. "That's a good mutt," you say mockingly, leaning down to pat his head. You then take a seat on your plush bed and motion him closer. He obeys, crawling a bit closer to you on his hands and knees.

As he sits on his knees before you, he keeps his hands to his sides and tries his best to ignore his already hard cock. He tried to bring less attention to it but covering it would only make it obvious that he's hiding an erection. He might as well be open with his shame. "Aww, you're already hard? Hard from me telling you to strip and and putting a collar on you? You're so adorably pathetic." Even so, Leon wasn't safe from your torment. He whines as he now attempts to cover up his dick, only for his hands to be kicked away.

"Hey. Who said you could cover up? You don't deserve to hide anything from me, mutt," you emphasize your cruel words with a harsh tug on the leash attached to his collar. He stumbles forward a bit before regaining his balance and putting his hands behind his back. Leon's visibly trembling now, and you can tell your words have had an effect on him. "Fuck, it's almost like you're even harder than before. Then again I could barely tell. Your dick is so small and cute, you know that?" You give him a wicked smile before tugging on his leash even harder.

Finally, Leon begins to crack. He pulls on the collar as you're nearly chocking him with it and you can see the tears start to well up in his eyes, despite his best efforts to hide them. He wasn't even that small! He was a reasonable six inches! Though that didn't mean anything to you, you were hellbent on pointing out everything you saw unfit about him. But despite that, his pretty dick began to drip pre-cum, twitching a bit.

"And you're still getting off on this shit, no touch anywhere. You're really making me think you're just another pervert, mutt." While you sounded disgusted on the outside, you were truly thrilled. You were drinking up your mutt's pathetic reactions like it was all you needed to survive. You eye him hungrily as he shakes his head, muttering a few "not a pervert" and some other stuff that you didn't bother to listen to.

"I'm real fucking tired of seeing your pathetic cocklet, so hurry up and get off," you say, pressing the heel of your boot against Leon's weeping cock. "HhhnNGH! S-Sir!" Leon whimpers as you press your shoe harshly onto his dick, the rough stimulation making him let go of the tears collecting in his eyes, letting them fall freely. He sobs openly as he humps your shoe, leaning into the cruel treatment your were giving him, the flush from his face reaching his chest and shoulders a bit.

He continues to let out adorable moans as the rough texture of your boot rub on his aching length and he can't help but think about how mean you are to him. The crude marks you make towards him and his body, that sadistic gleam in your eyes when you looked at him...but he was ashamed of himself for being the slut that enjoyed the humiliation he received from you. He embraced it all, getting pleasure out of your twisted interactions that always left his sobbing and trembling. And he would always coming back from more, like a lost puppy.

"...Hey. Mutt." your cold voice jerks him out of his dreamy state. "Hurry the fuck up. The quicker you finish, the quicker you can put your sad excuse of a dick away." Those last words of yours were all Leon needed to cum. He covered his mouth as he came all over your boot, covering it with his cum as he trembled from the strength of his orgasm. Despite his hand covering his mouth, it didn't hide the slutty moans coming out of him. While Leon is clinging onto your leg still coming down from his orgasm, you shake him off. "You're not done yet," you say and motion to the cum on your shoe. "Clean."

With that single word order, Leon wordlessly obeys, bending down to reach your shoe. As he sticks his togue out, you add salt to the wound, pushing the tip of your shoe into his mouth. It immediately makes him recoil, tears jumping to his eyes. Still, he dutifully licks his cum off of your shoe, his tears falling down his face the whole time. God, you make him feel so fucking pathetic. He whines as he laps up the last drops of cum. You yank on his collar again and he comes back up to face you. The moment he gets back up, you step on his dick again, grinding your shoe into his oversensitive dick.

"GhHK! N-no-- uhnn!" Leon sobs as you stimulate his poor dick once again. You really weren't going to give up your relentless bullying. "You're done when I say you're done," you state simply as you continue to crush his dick underneath your shoe. Leon doesn't know how beautiful he looks right now. His eyes are glazed over while fresh tears fall from them and roll down his pink cheeks. A thin line of drool escapes from his open mouth, perfecting the lewd image. You were never going to get enough of tormenting your mutt. And Leon was never going to get tired of being the outlet for your sadistic desires.

★ DAY 2 - face-fucking | beel

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom beel + amab reader + face-fucking + praise + cum-swallowing + a few "good boy"s thrown in + beel does not have a gag reflex + and would definitely cum untouched

a/n: ngl I still feel like kms WHY IS TUMBLR SO ANNOYING...also I headcanon that beel has sharp teeth<3

"T-that's a good by. You're doing so-ngh, well for me." Your words would have sounded almost so gentle and innocent had it not been for the strain in your voice and the lewd scene in front of you. Your demonic boyfriend that you loved oh-so-much was currently on his knees, sucking the ever-lasting life out of your dick.

"Mhhhn..." Beel had a dazed look on his flushed face, his purple eyes glassy as if he was barely aware of his surroundings other than the huge cock inside of his mouth. As his mouth kept moving up and down your length, so did his dextrous tongue, nearly coiling around your shaft. And the way that he was slightly dragging his fang on your dick just how he knew you liked it---fuck it was driving you crazy.

"Nghh...hmmm..." Beel moaned deeply as he kept taking you into his mouth, as far as he could go. The both of you knew that he could easily cum from only giving you oral and he wouldn't hesitate to do so. At first, Beel was content with you asking him once in a short while to blow you, as he loved pleasing his partner. But the more he did it, it was like the more he got addicted to the fullness of his mouth when occupied with your dick, the scent you give off, and the feeling of your cum spurt down his mouth. He went from waiting for you to ask his to suck you off to coming up to you nearly everyday and unapologetically asking for you to shove your cock down his throat.

While your lover continued to deepthroat you like his life depended on it, you savored the feeling of Beel's throat and tongue working up and down your shaft. Not only was he eager-- he was skilled. He knew exactly what to do, taking your dick all the way down so it nestles in his throat, that sinful togue doing wonders as it snakes around your cock, lingering on the places he knew you were most sensitive. You could positively say they were the best blowjobs you had ever received in your life.

"You're doing s-so fucking good for me baby, just keep going..." you groan as Beel continues to suck you off with fervor. When he looks up at you upon hearing your praise, you felt like you were going to melt seeing the lewd look of satisfaction on his face. You can't help but bury your hand in his ginger hair and begin hammering your dick into his throat.

"MmhHHM---" Beel's eyes widen when you unexpectedly begin to thrust your dick down your throat. In mere seconds, his original sound of muffled surprise became moans of appreciation. You continued to buck your hips into his tight throat, relishing in the tight heat you knew you would have to leave soon. Beel keens as he feels you forcing your huge dick down his throat. As his eyes begin to roll back into his skull, he realizes that he had came, no stimulation other than your cock pressing on all the parts of his throat.

Beel's warm, never-ending heat enveloped your dick as his tongue danced along you shaft. Yet it was one last kitten lick to a prominent vein on the underside of your dick that had you coming undone. "Fuck, cumming...!" You thrust into Beel's throat one more time, holding his head against your pelvis, forcing him to swallow all your cum into his greedy throat. He whimpers softly as he feels your seed go down his throat, to deep for him to be able to taste. Though when you finally start to pull out, he catches a few strands of your cum onto his tongue and some of it gets onto his lips. He wipes it off of his lips and licks his fingers clean, mouth wide open as he puts on a show for you.

You were never going to get over your boyfriend's blowjobs.

★ DAY 1 - nipple play | chris redfield

kinktober 2023 - masterlist.

warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom chris + male reader + nipple play + dacryphilia + nipple clamps + vibrators + cumming untouched + chris is called "princess" + and his pecs are often called tits + he pretends to not like it + but fails

a/n: I'm really happy about how this turned out, considering how its my first re smut ^-^ I just hope I'll have the dedication to finish this series...

Your hands roamed Chris' wide chest, adoring the firm yet plushness of his pecs as you traced small scars littered about. His chest- no, his tits, were so soft and pillowy, the moment you saw them bare you just wanted to feel him up so badly. The way he was positioned, sitting in your lap with his front gave you a perfect view of his tits, close enough for you to push your face into. Fuck, your boyfriend was hot.

"Nnhh..." Chris' brows were furrowed, watching you grope his tits through lowered lids. This was the only part of his body apart from his ass that got him embarrassed whenever you teased it. His chest has always been so sensitive, especially since he started building up muscle. He swore his nipples have grown a bit in size. Chris' chest was so full that whenever he wore tight shirts, his tits looked like they were about to burst out and it so so damn attractive to you.

"I can't get enough of of these princess," you tease, making sure to pinch one of his nipples. "Mhn! H-how about you look away then," Chris grumbled, faking annoyance. You didn't miss the way he shivered at the nickname. "No way," you smirked and latched onto one of his buds with your mouth. "Ah!" Chris' eyes widen tries his best to stifle the adorable sound that comes out of him when he feels your mouth on him. Immediately, you began sucking on his nipple- hard.

"S-shit...nggh...hahh, [name]!" Chris whines as you continue your harsh ministrations. Not only do you suck on his nipple, you also leave bites on the bud and the areola surrounding it. You know that Chris is especially weak to biting and you take full advantage of it. "Ungh, [name], anh!" While Chris wants to think he won't cum yet, but he's starting to feel like you might force an orgasm out of him with your pace. In just a moment, you swiftly pulled away from Chris' tit, leaving a thin trail of saliva and a confused pout of your boyfriend's face.

"You remember those toys we bought the other day?" Chris still looks a bit dumbfounded but finally remembers and slowly nods his head. "You wanna use them today?" Well fuck, you sounded overeager and so not cool. But luckily, Chris was the same as you. "Fuck yeah. Definitely." Okay you probably sounded more uncool. But those thoughts left your mind when you saw Chris' face, the way his eyes were blown wide with lust at the idea of putting those new toys to use. You turned to your left and reached under your bed to fish out a small black box. You opened it up and took out its contents: a bullet vibrator and one nipple clamp.

"Why only one?" Chris' voice almost sounded a bit slurred when you first heard him. "I though it was obvious. It's easier for me to suck without it in my way." Chris blushed even harder at how casually you talked about sucking on his chest, like it was just sucking on some candy. You first brought the clamp to his nipple you had already been sucking on and noticed it was a little red and puffy, small bite marks surrounding it. The moment you fasten it, Chris lets out a yelp, jerking harshly as he feels his nipple being overstimulated. "Unghh...shit," your boyfriend's breathing becomes heavy and ragged, and you're sure you can see tiny tears prick at his eyes.

With a mean grin, you switch on the vibrator and push it up to his other untouched nipple. "HnNGGH---" Chris clenches his teeth hard as he reels back from the intense pleasure he's feeling. His moans begin to freely pour out as he squirms, unable to escape the intense vibration and the constant pleasurable pain of having his nipple trapped. He cries out and wraps his muscular arms around your neck. Unable to resist, you pull him into a deep kiss, forcing your tongue down his throat as you ravage him, swallowing down his pitiful moans.

Chris' tears flow freely as he tries his best to grind his leaking cock onto you, only for you to push him back with firm hands on his hips. Even if he could push you off, he didn't, deciding to let you move him in any way you deemed fit. You sigh into his mouth as you open your eyes a bit to watch the tears roll down his cheeks. Despite feeling your dick cry out for attention, you decided to ignore it to be fully in the moment with your boyfriend. Besides, you felt like you were going to be able to get off just by watching him.

"Mnghh! Nnhh, mhh, NghGHH!" Chris continues to sob as his head begins to feel a little too light. You felt his arms tighten around your neck and you could tell he was close. Right as Chris could feel that coil in his stomach unravel, you pulled away from his soft lips and removed the vibrator from his nipple. "W-wh..." Chris couldn't even find his words, still trembling as hot puffs of air leave his mouth. His skin is glistening with a layer of sweat, his lips kiss-swollen and tears are still falling down his face, the image created sending a violent throb to your ignored dick. Just as quickly as you got rid of his source of pleasure, you once again latched onto his nipple and tug on the nipple clamp, finally twisting it a brutally ripping it off of Chris' nipple.

It took him a second to register the heavy mix of pleasure and pain, his eyes rolling back as he cums with a loud keen. His cum splatters on the both of you considering your close proximity, some of it getting on your chest while most of it reached his own, creating a perfect picture. You bring back your face to his, mouthing at his lips and swallowing up his small whimpers from the aftershocks of his orgasm. You wrap one arm around your boyfriend's waist and bring him closer to you, the other going to his head to rub at his hair to calm him down. As Chris' trembling becomes less and less violent and his breathing less ragged, you keep in mind his reaction to the use of those toys on his tits- you were definitely going to use those again.

2023 Kinktober Masterlist. ｡ ♡

-> This is my very first kinktober so I'm really excited to see how this turns out!

-> For this year's kinktober, I won't be taking any character or prompt reqs, as I know that I'll finish this quicker if I work with my own ideas

-> I will be writing for 13 days in total and characters written will be from Transformers, Resident Evil, Genshin Impact, and Obey Me!

-> And of course, reader will always dom and top!!!

OCTOBER PROMPTS 🎃

★ Day 1 - nipple play + chris redfield. ♡

★ Day 2 - face-fucking + beel. ♡

★ Day 3 - puppy play + leon s. kennedy. ♡

★ Day 4 - breeding + grimlock. ♡

★ Day 5 - threesome + brainstorm & perceptor. ♡

★ Day 6 - praise + itto. ♡

★ Day 7 - exhibitionism + lucifer. ♡

★ Day 8 - dress up + al-haitham. ♡

★ Day 9 - bimboification + prowl. ♡

★ Day 10 - humiliation + childe. ♡

★ Day 11 - choking + carlos oliveira. ♡

★ Day 12 - make-out + optimus prime. ♡

★ Day 13 - vampire darling + [undecided]. ♡

TF NSFW Headcanons #3 - Ratchet

warnings: sub/bottom Ratchet + oral fixation + praise + dumbification + face sitting + body worship kink + manhandling + Ratchet is literally my wife + the love of my life right here<;33

a/n: ratchet's design when he came back from saving his boyfriend>>>

-> Frame Ratchet has a frame that attracted all sorts of mechs during his academy days. He's a boxy frame, a bit short but none the less attractive. He has a wide and heavy chassis and a wide midsection. His hips are wide and load-bearing, with thick powerful thighs to support them. I know I was praising Optimus' thighs in the last one but 100% Ratchet beats him in that department. He has a warmer frame than most mechs. Ratchet's berth partners love to push their helms onto his chassis, his midsection, his warm embrace, or his big thighs. They nuzzle into his frame while listening to his half-hearted grumbles, admiring the flush on the medic's face.

Ratchet's array seems to be average at first sight but don't let looks deceive you. Most of his berth partners get fooled by his standard valve, dark, plump lips with a pretty red node. But the moment someone slips their spike into Ratchet's valve, they had better prepared themselves or they might overload on the spot. Ratchet's valve clamps down like a vice once his partner bottoms out. His extra warm frame makes his valve run hot like lava, but it's only so much more pleasurable for the one spiking his. His greedy valve sucks in his partner's spike, unwilling to let go. While Ratchet moans lowly, his partner will be biting their own glossa trying to control themselves and to not start bucking into him like a wild mechanimal.

-> Oral Fixation Ratchet likes to suck things. Like, a lot. Something that will always get him in the mood is his partner rubbing a digit against his lip, and pushing into his intake slowly, slowly adding more as they watch Ratchet drool all over them. His optics glaze over, a fuzzy feeling filling up his processor. He's easily brought into a deep subspace as he noisily sucks on his partner's digits. The charming wrinkles on his faceplate soften as his body fully relaxes and leaves himself in his partner's care. While his glossa sloppily swirls around his partner's digits, his panel had since been retracted and his neglected valve is dripping wet. He's too far gone to even give his soaking pussy any attention.

-> Praise/Body Worship Ratchet would rather die than admit it, but he absolutely loves being praised and showered with affection. He may act annoyed when his partner sits him in their lap and begins caressing his body, but he can never keep up the act. Ratchet can't help but whimper as his partner's servos roam his chassis while the intake his on his throat cables leaving small dents on them, all the while they're murmuring sweet nothings into his audials. It's almost therapeutic for Ratchet. It just makes him feel so loved to have his partner run their servos all over his frame, dipping their digits into seams and pulling on bundles of wire that has his thighs trembling. Ratchet lets out small whines as his partner leaves sloppy kisses along his jaw, only for his noises to be swallowed up when his partner closes the distance between their faceplates. He just can't help but hope for the moment to never end.

-> Face-sitting With enough pestering, Ratchet will grant his partner's wish for him to sit on their face. He grumbles about how he's too old for this and how he's too heavy until his partner grabs him by the hips and pulls him to their intake. Ratchet whimpers as his valve is thoroughly eaten out, the mech underneath him lapping up all his juices. Ratchet's big thighs instinctively clamp down on his partner's helm, an embarrassing yelp leaving him. Yeah, maybe he slightly crushed the helm of the mech under him, but his partners know the risks. Anything is worth it to get a taste of Ratchet's valve. His partner will thrust their glossa into Ratchet's quivering hole and Ratchet will only be able to moan as his pussy is being ravaged, unable to tear himself away from the onslaught of pleasure he's receiving. He'll grind his hips into the intake he's riding, until he feels that familiar heat in his lower regions bloom. Even when Ratchet overloads with a loud cry, his partners stay glued to his pussy, lapping up all the juices from his valve. He'll protest weakly but will end up finding himself rocking his hips again, hoping to get another overload from the skilled glossa under him.

-> Dumbification This poor mech is so stressed out. During the war, he had to treat hundreds of thousands of mechs with gruesome injuries, and even after everything is "over", he just can't catch a break!. It's why one of Ratchet's favorite things for his partner to do is to fuck him dumb. It doesn't matter how his partner does it, with a false spike, a vibrator, he doesn't care. He just wants to be pounded so hard and deep, grinding on the ceiling of his valve and watching a slight bulge form, manhandling him into all sorts of positions and keep fucking him so stupid that he can't even create a coherent thought, let alone speak out loud. All that's filling Ratchet's processor is lust as he feels that wonderful spike just keeps slamming into his wrecked pussy until they overload in him once again, the transfluid in his hole barely having enough space to stay inside of him causing some of it to dribble out. He's slurring his words, making 0% sense as he's fucked silly. If you were to ask him what his own name was he wouldn't even begin to thin of an answer. All Ratchet can manage to think of with that fucked stupid processor of his is that he won't be walking for some time after that.

Oh my gosh, a thirst for MTMTE puppy boy Swerve?? If its okay?

Warnings: sub/bottom character + dom/top reader + cybertronian reader + blow-job + praise + petting + slight size kink + he's such a slut for praise

A/N: omfg I literally love Swerve so much I just want to shower the poor guy in affection

"...Just keep on going for me sweetspark. You got this," you assured the minibot as he went down on your spike. "Mmhhphh..." Swerve tried to respond only to immediately be embarrassed once he remembered that you wouldn't be able to understand anything that came out of his mouth.

You chuckled a bit. "Don't worry Swerve. Just keep going down, little by little." The reason you were having Swerve work down your spike so slowly was due to your size. You were a bit bigger that the average mech, which would naturally lead to your spike to being a bit bigger. Swerve was already a pretty small bot, so it wasn't easy to take your spike, despite his big mouth.

You had told him that it was alright, that he didn't need to suck your spike and that you were more than happy to eat his valve out. He kept insisting though, so you eventually let him give you a blow-job, but you made sure to be careful. Despite your protests to having Swerve suck your spike, you couldn't deny that the sight in front of you wasn't enticing.

Swerve was slowly bobbing his head down your length, his lips stretched around your spike with his oral lubricants. His optical ridges were scrunched up in concentration as he struggled a bit to take your spike down his intake. It was such an adorable sight, watching your lover struggle right after insisting that he could take you. And not to mention, his mouth did feel heavenly. Despite the fact it wasn't easy for him to take you into his intake, Swerve was very skilled with his glossa. He sucked on your spike hard, swirling his glossa around your length as he let out little choked moans.

"Hahhh...your doing so good for me sweetspark. So good," you sighed sensually as you place your servo on the top of his helm, rubbing reassuring circles. Swerve whimpered at your praise and petting, driving him to focus on taking you even deeper. Sooner than you expected, he takes you fully, to the hilt. "Nnghhh," Swerve let's out a low moan, wanting you to acknowledge his achievement. "You really did it," you said with genuine surprise in your voice. "I'm so proud of you sweetspark," you cooed as you continued to rub his helm.

Swerve gave a muffled whine as he grinded his open array into your pede, his spike already leaking and you could feel the wetness of his valve. "You're so needy aren't you," you muttered, patting Swerve's head. "If you can make me overload, I'll frag you as hard as you want," you promise him. Swerve nodded as eagerly as he could with his intake still impaled on your spike. He begins to bob up and down your length, able to take you in more easily now with his oral lubricants slicking up you spike. He lets out cute moans as he feels your spike hit the back of his intake and reach into he throat tubing. Still, he sucks your spike in earnest, leaving a sloppy mess on your spike that only increases your arousal. "There you go. Now there's a good bot."

https://www.tumblr.com/onlyyvette/721599754465886208/brothers-and-undateables-finding-out-hard

Im so sorry if I must have gotten confused but if your still up for making it I would totally be fine if you make it a femdom or whatever you would feel comfortable with

Sex Tape

Warnings: sub/bottom character + dom/top reader + femdom!mc + hard dom reader + rough sex + slightly animalistic behavior + heavy degradation + spanking + collars + pegging + filming sex+ mommy kink + overstimulation + dumbification + he gets fucked silly and absolutely loves it + Diavolo is such a masochist + your sex tape gets released!!! + it's alright tho because you guys were already planning on uploading it and getting money from it

Word Count: 3565

A/N: It's alright I'm sure everyone mistakes<3

Also thank you sm for sending this request in, I've been wanting to write something absolutely filthy and this is the perfect scenario

"OMFG--" Levi came running out of his room and into the dining hall where Beel, Belphie, and Satan were sitting at. "You guys! You won't believe what happened! [name] and Diavolo are in a relationship! AND THEIR SEX TAPE GOT RELEASED!!" Lev's shrill voice echoed in the dining hall but all three of the other brother's eyes widened.

"What--what do you mean, [name] and Diavolo's sex tape got released?" Satan was the first to talk, though he still didn't believe what he was hearing. "Look, it's right here! Levi shoves his laptop in Satan's face and Satan pushes it back, annoyed at Levi's rudeness. Still, he looked at the screen and sure enough, there you were in only underwear while Diavolo was sitting on a large bed completely naked.

"Okay, time to make sure this is working..." you fidgeted with the camera a bit, finally getting it to where you wanted it. "There! Stay on the bed," you turned to the demon sitting on your bed as he nodded once. Diavolo stayed there kneeling with his hands fidgeting in front of him. He was already fully hard, despite seemingly not have being touched at all yet. "Good. Now keep your hands off your body. I know, it's a hard task for a slut like you but I'm sure you'll manage," you said simply as you walked offscreen. He whined at the harsh name but it was clear that it was turning him on.

You came back with a few items: Some flavored lube, a spiky black collar and leash, and a very large red dildo. "Come here," you commanded as you waited for Diavolo at the edge of the bed. He quickly scrambled to you and bared his neck for you, like you had done this many times.

You wrap the collar around Diavolo's neck and fasten it tightly so he can feel it dig into his skin, just how he likes it. He lets out a small moan as he rubs the collar decorating his neck. "[name], I--"

"Levi," Satan said, clearing his throat. He had an obvious blush forming on his face despite his scowl. "I get it, this is crazy but do you have to show your brothers porn in the dining hall?" Levi had been entranced by the video but his head finally snapped up and looked at his brothers. Belphie was struggling to hold in his laugh while Beel was blushing furiously, trying to look at anything else besides the video.

"Fine, fine, I get it. But I'm sending the video to gc!" Levi scurries off to his room in a hurry and locks the door behind him. He sits down on the floor and sends the video the the group chat and resumes the video, feeling tension in his pants.

"[name], i-it's tight..." Diavolo whines, tugging at his collar. You slap his hand away and roughly grip his face. "Weren't you the one who was begging for me to make it tight earlier? Don't ask for what you can't handle, slut," you sneered, letting go of his face. Diavolo nodded and sat back on his knees, awaiting your next order.

"Now hold still and let me put on the leash." You took the leash in your hand and clipped to his collar. "There. Now you look like a proper whore. You like it?" you tilted your head a bit. "Yes! Yes, I love it!" Diavolo's eyes were already starting to cloud over at the thought of being your personal whore. "Good. Now face the camera."

Diavolo quickly turned his body to face the camera, his blush getting even darker once realization that people might actually see this settled in. "Now, you're going to ride this dildo," you say, placing the toy in his lap. "Since you're already prepped, just put lube on the dildo." you throw the lube next to him. Diavolo uncaps the lube and squirts it into his hand. He begins to lube up the toy in front of him, slowly making his way up and down the shaft, as if he were lubing up a real dick.

As Diavolo applies the lube, he can feel his mouth water as he eyes the dildo. It was huge, about 9--no, 10 inches. The dildo was studded with rounded ridges that he knows is going to stimulate his hole like nothing else. He begins to pant, thinking about how good it would feel pressing into him and stretching his soft walls out, rubbing against his prostate relentlessly, fucking into him so deep...

"Are you just going to eye-fuck that dildo or are you going to ride it because I'm getting impatient," you roll your eyes. "Also, clean up that drool. I know you're an eager slut but you don't have to be so obvious." Diavolo quickly wiped the drool on his chin, shame coursing through his body at how obvious his lewd eagerness was. He took one hand away from the dildo to steady himself and brought his hips up to the tip of the toy.

"Look at the camera," you reminded him. Shivering, Diavolo raised his head up to look at the camera. He takes a few breaths, his body trembling a bit as he anticipates the dildo entering him. Finally, he pushes the dildo into his hole. "Mhngghh!" Diavolo whimpered as the first two inches of the toy pushed into him. Already he could feel the large head and ridges stimulating him and he hadn't even gotten a full third of it in him. Eyebrows scrunching up as he gritted his teeth, Diavolo continues to push himself down the toy's length, needy and breathless moans escaping him.

He had only gotten himself half-way down the dildo when you suddenly grabbed his hips and pushed him down the rest of the way. "W-wai---Ungghh! Haahhn, nghhHH!" Diavolo's eyes widen as he's pushed down the rest of the length, punched out moans forcing their way out of him. His eyes water at feeling of all those ridges pressing into him, how full he felt. "Why...nhh, did you do that?" Diavolo whines as he turns to face you. His eyes are wet with tears, his lip trembling as he looks at you with the most adorable eyes. "Just because, if I'll be honest," you shrugged. "Besides, your body is mine." You roughly grab his jaw. "I can do whatev.er I want with it. Am I wrong?"

Diavolo shakes his head rapidly. "N-no! No, my body is yours to do whatever you want with it," he says weakly. "You forgot something," you said expectantly. "My body is yours Mommy..." he whispered, his tears getting close to falling. You lick your lips at the sight of his tears, how weak they made him look and let go of his jaw, pushing his head back to face the camera again.

"The camera is still recording... Go on." you motioned to the toy when Diavolo hadn't understand what you meant at first. He raises his hips up the dildo, until only the tip is still inside him. He sinks down on the dildo, taking it completely down to the base. "Ohhh...nghh." Diavolo let's out sinful whines as he takes the dildo back into him. "Oh! And remember not to cum," you reminded him, breaking your silence. Diavolo nods quickly and begins to ride the dildo, setting a steady pace.

"Unnghh! Hahhh, mhnn..." Diavolo rides the toy with trembling thighs, letting out sinful whines. As he lifts himself up and down the toy's length, he can't help but let his mind wander. Every time the toy bottoms out, he can truly feel the shape of the toy inside of him. The ridges stimulated his walls so good, especially when the rubbed against his prostate, causing him to let out an occasional yelp and choked sob. And the length and girth of the dildo were so satisfying too. The dildo reached so deep inside of his hole and stretched him out so much that it felt like his hole would form itself to the shape of the dildo. What if the toy was a few inches longer and had a thicker girth. And what if the ridges were bigger and just the tiniest bit sharper? Maybe it'd be so big that it wouldn't even fully fit inside him yet split him open...

"Okay, that's enough," you finally spoke up. "It's barely been 10 minutes and you're already becoming so braindead..." You waited for Diavolo to stop riding the toy but his movements never stopped. His eyes were glazed over and he had a dumb look on his face, his mouth open and he was panting heavily. Clearly, he didn't understand what you were saying. With a deep sigh, you move closer to Diavolo. You pick up the leash connecting to his collar, and yank on it, roughly enough to pull Diavolo's head back to you. "Ghhk--" Diavolo's eyes widen as he's taken off guard, pawing at the collar as it restricts his breathing.

"I told you to stop, didn't I?" you asked in a cool tone. You seemed unbothered but Diavolo knew better. "Ghnn, I-I'm so-o-rry, mhnghk--Mommy!" Diavolo chokes out. "Yeah, I bet you're sorry, huh? Guess it only shows how much of a desperate bitch you are. Can't even listen when you're told to stop moving." you sneer into his ear, tugging on the leash even harder. Diavolo's eyes roll back into his skull as waves of pleasure crash into him. The dildo is still inside of him, nearly it's entire length still shoved up his guts. The stimulation from the toy added to the choking sensation from the collar and your harsh words are almost enough to bring him the verge and...

"U-ughhnn, ghhkk, M-momm--ngGHH!" Diavolo cums hard, his back arching into you as he lets out strangled moans. His cum spurts onto his ample chest, some of it even reaching his neck. His jaw goes slack as he rides out the aftershocks of his intense orgasm. Right as he begins to relax, he's immediately pulled back by the sharp tug of your leash.

"So you came, huh," you said matter-of-factly. "H-huh...---!" Diavolo's eyes widened as he realized he had messed up. Terribly. "I-I'm sorry Mommy! I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me and---" Diavolo scrambles to make excuses and frankly, you didn't care to hear them.

"Shut up." Diavolo quiets down immediately once he hears your command. He can't think of anything he can say or do to make you less angry at him so he decides to stay silent. "You came without permission, without me even touching you. You really are just a dumb slut. A masochistic whore that only thinks about his own pleasure, right?" Your words drip venom as you speak, your eyes narrowing in contempt. Diavolo squirms at your harsh words, the pleasure going straight to his dick but he doesn't dare show you how turned on he is. Instead, he continues to look at you with his sad puppy eyes, still trying to be go you for forgiveness. "I asked you a question."

"...Yes, Mommy. I-I'm a whore," Diavolo says his voice quaking. "A slut that only thinks about himself. I'm so sorry," he continues to apologize. "I don't care for your apologies. Besides, your performance showed me that I should have just taken care of this from the beginning. Sit up," Diavolo reluctantly follows your order. Just as he raises up the dildo, you hold it's base and yank it out of his hole. "HaaAAHN!" Diavolo let's out a loud moan at the feeling of the dildo being ripped out of him, the rough feeling of the toy's ridges dragging along the walls had him spasming, almost making him cum a second time.

"Well, you know what they say," you sigh deeply before reaching for something offscreen, taking out a harness. "Sometimes, it's better to do something yourself. Lay down and keep you ass up," you instruct as you attach the dildo to the harness and fit it onto you. Diavolo is quick to follow your orders, crawling a little bit further and getting into position, bringing his torso down to the bed and lifting his plump ass into the air. He looks into the camera and whines lowly, realizing how pathetic he looked. Yet it still got him so hot and bothered. He squirmed a bit, panting lightly as he waits for you to finally make your move.

You kneeled behind Diavolo and pressed one finger into his hole. "Hmm..." Diavolo sighs sensually as he feels you finger prodding his insides. "The dildo should have left you loose, but you're still clenching on my finger. You really love dick, huh?" you say disdainfully as you add a second finger. "Ah! Nnh, y-yes! I love it," Diavolo moans as he moves his body back against your digits.

"Okay, enough of that," you say as you pull your fingers out abruptly. "N-no! Please, I want more," Diavolo whined as he mourns the loss of your fingers. He begins to push himself up but you place your hand on his back and slam him back into the bed. Once Diavolo was taken off guard, you land a heavy slap on his ass. "MhhnNN!" His eyes widen at the sting of your hand. "You already know to not disobey me Diavolo." Your eyes narrow. "You've already went against my orders twice, so I think its time for you to be disciplined." You end your sentence with another slap tho Diavolo's ass, causing him to let out another moan.

Under normal circumstances, you would have given him a number to count to and you'd spank for each number. This time, Diavolo had especially pissed you off, causing you to just spank him uncoordinatedly, Diavolo being forced to just take it like a good slut. "Ah...hnngh...ghhk...nnh! Mommy..." Diavolo whimpers with each slap like a cheap whore, his hard dick beginning to leak again. You don't answer him and and continue to deliver your punishment. Diavolo's hands grip tightly at the bed sheets as his tears fall freely, soaking the sheets under him a bit. His eyes unfocus with every hit and he lets and broken sobs, knowing that he's going to break very soon.

Right at your eleventh spank, you put all your force into your hit, leaving a dark print on his ass. At the same time, you grab his cock tightly, getting the feeling that he might cum from that last smack. Your intuition was spot on, Diavolo seizing up with a loud cry as his orgasm gets cut off. "This was a punishment. You really think I'd let you cum?" you removed your hand from his dick and began to slick up the dildo. Diavolo was still shuddering from the feeling of his orgasm being cut off. He's still in the same position, his now red ass still up in the air despite how much his legs trembled.

"Hey, get up," you yanked at the leash connecting to Diavolo's collar, bringing his body flush to your front as he grabs the collar trying his best not to choke. "Now, look at the camera," you turn his head to make him face the camera. "Good. Now keep your eyes there..." Diavolo follows your orders and keeps his focus on the lens of the camera. He probably looked like a 2-cent whore right about now. He could feel the tears falling down his heated cheeks and he didn't even have to look down to know his dick was still very hard and leaking. And the stinging on his backside...you hadn't even properly fucked him yet he already looked wrecked.

"Good boy," you coo into his ear as you run your hands up and down his sides. He whines a bit, wishing that your hands were closer to his chest. Your hands finally settle on his hips as you ready to enter him. Diavolo is still unaware of what you were preparing for due focusing on the camera just as you had told him to. Without warning, you thrust your strap into Diavolo's stretched hole, bottoming out completely.

Diavolo's eyes roll back into his skull as he let's out a deafening wail, his walls clamping down hard on your dick. His cum spurts in large amounts all over his chest, covering the previous stains. His vision whites out as his orgasm wracks his body, and his mind becomes fully empty. His mind clears after a bit and he realizes that you're still fucking him even through his orgasm. "Haahhgh! U-unNGHH, M-momm-OH!" Diavolo can't even form a proper sentence as you continue to rail him. You make sure that he can feel every single inch and every single ridge going in and out of his hole as you continue you rough pace.

"I fucking knew it. I can't even fuck you for a single minute without you cumming like a stupid slut," you snarl into his ear. "How many times did I already tell you cum when I give you permission?" You punctuate your anger with a vicious thrust that rams your dick into Diavolo's abused prostate. "OHHH! S-shorry! M' sorry---" You cut him off by smashing your lips into his, shoving your tongue into his mouth. His squeals are now muffled by your mouth but are still loud as ever.

Even though you were angry about Diavolo disobeying you another time that night, but it didn't stop you from being incredibly turned on. One of your favorite things was to reduce Diavolo to a cockdumb slut, to have him moaning without restraint as he cums over and over again from the harsh pounding he's receiving. You keep Diavolo's mouth locked onto yours as you continue to pound him from behind. He whimpers into your mouth as another orgasm rips through his body, just as strong as the last one. "MMHNNGG---" Diavolo tenses up for a second before his body goes completely limp. Even while Diavolo is still reeling from the aftershocks of his orgasm, you continue to fuck into his tight hole, never stopping once.

You finally pull away from the kiss, admiring the way that Diavolo's lips are now plump, glossy, and bruised from your abuse. You finally pause your thrusts and pull Diavolo up by the hair for him to face the camera. "You're nothing but a stupid slut that's desperate to be fucked dumb," you whisper. "Now, you say it."

"...I'm nothing but--*sob* N-nothing but a ss...stupid slut that desperate to be--fucked dumb..." Diavolo can barely get the sentence out, his mind too muddled with all the pleasure and pain going through his body. "Well aren't you a good boy," you grin as you resume your violent thrust, pushing his front down and keeping his ass up in the air. "UuuNGHH! Ahhn, hahh, OHH---MhnnGHH," Diavolo can't even understand what you're saying, too cockdrunk to even process your words. He cums a third time, yet barely anything came out, like you had milked him dry.

After his third orgasm, Diavolo can feel his consciousness begin to fade. "You're passing out already?" you scoffed. "And here I was, thinking that a slut like you could hold out longer, especially to be dicked down."

"Ghkk---nnghh...unghh," Diavolo's moans weaken as he feels his mind slipping away further and further from him, the only thing he could think of was the dick absolutely destroying his insides. Right when he was about to lose consciousness, you bite down on his neck. Hard.

"---!" Diavolo's eyes roll back into his skull completely as he goes through one last mind-numbing orgasm before going limp for the final time. You finally stop thrusting and pull out of him, watching every single inch of the giant dildo leaving his hole. Even when he was unconscious, his hole still clenched down on the dildo like he was still trying to keep it there. You let out a sound of amusement before taking the entire dildo out. Now looking at his sloppy and fucked loose hole, you can't help but want to plant your mouth there and eat him out to your heart's desire...but no, that was for another time. Now, you had to properly care for your lover.

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Levi whines as he cums for a third time, his hand still tugging on his cock. He was so grateful to whoever or whatever caused you guys tape to get released, because it would be a damn shame for no one else to see this. Still, Levi thought. The moment Lucifer found out about you guys...

Levi immediately goes to his phone and opens up the biggest group chat. There are so many messages, most of them from Mammon demanding to know if the video is real. Belphie isn't even bothered while Satan is very bothered and disturbed about the leaked sex tape. Beel only used shocked emojis but lucifer hadn't even replied.

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Lucifer: [Name]. Why is there a supposedly leaked sex tape of you and Lord Diavolo? Is it fake? Or did the two of you actually make a sex tape and let it get leaked.

[Name]: Okay yeah it's real but please don't kill us!

Lucifer: I will be talking to the two of you. Be prepared in 2 hours.

Yeah you and Diavolo were fucked.

Can I get a short thirst for TFP Breakdown? Ty!

Warnings: sub/bottom character + top/dom reader + cybertronian reader + face-sitting + praise + valve worshipping + Breakdown is tough as shit but gets super embarrassed in bed

A/N: I had so much fun making this because I absolutely love tfp breakdown

Also until I looked at his design again, I never realized how big his chest is it literally rivals Shockwave

"...Are you sure about this?" Breakdown squirms a bit on your chest. "Of course I am," you reply simply. "Besides, I am the one who asked you to do this." Breakdown nods. It's true, earlier that day you had asked him if he could sit on your face. It was a very random request and it definitely took him off guard. With a face flushed with energon, he agreed and you hugged him and gave him a kiss.

You grabbed his hips and smiled at him sweetly. "You mind removing this for me?" you gesture to his valve panel. "Yeah..." Breakdown agrees and let's his panel open. Breakdown shivers a bit at the feeling of cool air hit his valve and he turns his head away from you. He couldn't properly see you over his chest, but he could feel the weight of your optics on his valve. "...Are you just going to stare?" he huffs.

"Yup," you replied. Breakdown's valve was so pretty. His valve lips were a dark blue with small yellow biolights and his node was an amber color that brightened when his charge was becoming rampant. "I can't help but admire what I find beautiful you know." That has Breakdown blushing even harder. "Let's just get on with this," he grumbles. You take a moment to admire your partner's valve a bit more before lifting him up with your servos and dropping him straight onto your awaiting intake.

"Mhhh---!" Breakdown whimpers as he feels your glossa delve into his valve so soon. He moans lowly as you suck on his anterior node, creating a loud popping sound when you pull off. Your glossa continues to work itself deeper into Breakdown's walls, stimulating shallow nodes. "Unngh! Mhnn, [name]!" Breakdown is already sobbing your designation as he clamps his thighs tightly around your helm, his servos looking for something to balance on.

The feeling of his thighs slightly crushing your helm only spurs you on further, relentlessly thrusting your glossa in and out of Breakdown's valve bringing his closer to his overload. You could feel your spike thunking against your panel, but you decided to ignore it for now. Breakdown's breath comes out in short puffs of hot air, his big chest rising quickly as he shakes. His yellow optics are dimmed as his mouth hangs open, letting out needy moans and pathetic yelps as your glossa continuously strikes his nodes. You can se his charge slightly dancing around his bulky frame, telling you that he was very close to his overload.

"[Name]--- Please, O-ohh! Anghh, I'm gonna--" Breakdown moans become high-pitched as he borders on the edge of his climax. Right before he overloads, you bite down on his node. Hard.

Breakdown seizes up, his body fully tensing up before his optics roll back, letting out a noiseless keen as he overloads violently. You greedily lap up his juices as he squirts, his thighs trembling uncontrollably. Breakdown pants heavily as he attempts to recover from his overload. He finally remembers that he's still sitting on your face and quickly tries to get up, worried that you might not be able to breathe. His fluids drench your face as he lifts his trembling thighs up to get up from your face giving you a perfect view of his valve. His array was soaked with light pink lubricant, his valve lips drenched and still twitching a bit as his node brightened.

Right when Breakdown was about to get up completely, you grabbed him by the hips again and pulled him down, firmly planting him on your intake. "[n-name]! I thought we wer---Oh! Ahhh...nngh!" Breakdown's protests were futile as you swiped your glossae through the mess of lubricant on his valve. You were far from done.

Late-Night Distractions

Warnings: TOP/DOM reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + amab reader(no pronouns) + cockstepping + face-fucking + slutty bj + cockwarming + rough oral sex + heavy degradation + Pantalone being a whore as always + it is what it is + Pantalone is really vocal here + him and his masochistic tendencies + he's also a bit of an exhibitionist + slight exhibitionism kink

Word Count: 1688

A/N: honestly this just came from the pure filth in my little asexual brain

Also, yay second fic since my hiatus!!

This time it wasn't your fault! At least, with Pantalone around, these kinds of things were usually his fault. All you were trying to do was get some extra work done. You had made the mistake of offering your coworker help with their work just to be polite and now you were somehow stuck with an extra workload. And you had to finish it. After berating yourself, you just wanted to finish your work and relax when Pantalone came slinking into your room.

"Hello, [name]," Pantalone greeted you with a smooth voice. "Come on, you don't have to talk to me so formally right now, there's no one else around," you sighed exasperatedly. Despite the two of you being lovers, Pantalone and you had to be formal with each other around others as to be discreet about your relationships. While it wasn't the most ideal, you just have to make do with what you have.

Pantalone closed the door behind him(oddly enough, he didn't lock it) and slinked his way over to your desk. You acknowledged his presence but you continued with your work. That just wasn't going to work for Pantalone. "Well, [name]. I see that you're quite stressed out here. Do you require any assistance?" Pantalone inquired with a slight(cute) tilt of the head.

"Well, if you're gonna start reading these papers for me or get me a bit more tea, then yeah I guess you could help." Pantalone smirked as he got closer to you, resting his hand on your shoulder and leaning down to speak in your ear. "Actually, dear. I was thinking of a more...pleasurable means of assistance." Pantalone added a deliberate pause to make his offer sound more enticing and dammit it was working! You could feel his breath tickling your ear as you let his silky voice wash over you. You didn't like to be thought of as easy, but this was an offer that was very tempting. Actually, an offer that you definitely weren't going to pass on. But hey, he didn't have to know for now.

"You know I'm working here, Pantalone. I can't jut have you interrupting me whenever you like," you said, leaning back in your chair.

"Yes, but you can't lie when I say that I'm also interrupting because you want me to." There it was. That knowing smirk Pantalone had on his face when he knew he was correct. Of course he was correct. "You know what, yeah, I was hoping you'd show," you admitted dryly. "But now that you're here, what do you plan to do?"

"As I said, before, I think that it would be in both of our best interests if the distraction I provide is pleasurable for the both of us. Release some tension." At this point, Pantalone was basically draped on your back, tracing patterns into your back. You shivered. Shit. He knew what his professional-but-sultry voice did to you and he sure as hell used it to his advantage.

"Fine," you finally gave in, growing impatient. "Show me what you think is going to be so pleasurable for the both of us," Humming to himself, Pantalone lifted himself from your back and pulled your chair back a bit. More elegantly than you thought possible, Pantalone made his way in front of you and sank down to his knees, positioning himself between your legs.

He looked up at you, a soft, yet teasing smile on his face. You knew that later on he would be looking up at you in a much lewder way. Pantalone scoots his way up even closer to you, resting his face on your thigh.

"[name]...I've been waiting for this all day...hhmmmnn..." Pantalone shivered as he began to nuzzle your crotch. His breath hitched, his body beginning to shiver as a beautiful pink began to bloom on his feature. He begins to mouth at the clothing covering your crotch, his breathing becoming more laboured. "Hahhmmm...[name], p-please..."

"Use your words, Pantalone," If you were to swear that you weren't turned on by his desperate display, God would come and strike you down himself. This was exactly how he should be. The calm and serene Pantalone you know? The one that came into your office like it was his own? That Pantalone in gone now. Only a slut that's desperate for dick, your dick.

"Please, [name]...let me suck you off...nnhhmmm..." Pantalone continued to mouth at your bulge after begging so pathetically. Pantalone's whole face was turning into a red flush as his eyebrows scrunched up and his lashes fluttered so prettily. Gently, you grabbed his chin and lifted his head to face you. That would be the last kind act of the night.

Suddenly, your hand moved from his chin to his hair, roughly yanking on it. "Hahhh...I love seeing you like this, you know," you began, your voice hoarse. "Just on your knees, desperate to suck me off like some cheap whore. That's what you are, aren't you? Just another hole for me to use."

"Yes! Yes, I-I'm just another hole for you to use!" Pantalone cried out as your grip in his hair became tighter. "Then how about--" you fumbled with your zipper and unzipped it as quickly as you could, letting your dick out. "You prove to me how slutty you are." You finally let go of Pantalone's hair after a few seconds of him eyeing your cock like sucking it would be that last thing he ever did. He hungrily pounced on your cock, grabbing the base of it with his hand, his tongue dragging up it.

His tongue swirled around the tip, his pink lips giving your head little kisses. He maintained eye contact with you, his eyes fluttering, seducing you intentionally and unintentionally if it were possible. As he suckled on your tip, letting out soft moans and sighs, indicating how much pleasure and satisfaction he got from this. He gave you a little nip with his teeth and that was your breaking point. Yeah, this felt good, but you needed Pantalone to be choking on your dick right now.

"How long are you planning to tease me for," you said annoyed, rudely shoving Pantalone's head down your length. "MhhMMH??" Pantalone was very vocal about the sudden intrusion in his throat, his first instinct to come up for air but you wouldn't let him "Don't even try. I've seen whores in the streets less willing to suck dick than you. Just take it like the good little bitch you are." Venom dripped from your voice, strained from the wet heat around your length.

"Nhnnnn...mhhnnnn," Pantalone's whimpers were muffled around your dick, bathing in the degradation you showered him in. For Pantalone, it was such a euphoric and surreal experience to be talked down to. Pantalone, the wealthiest of all the Harbringers, loved being treated like a 5 cent whore in the streets. Maybe even worse than that.

Pantalone began to bob and suck on your dick, savoring it the best he could, leaving sloppy trails of saliva as he went. It almost went unnoticed by you, but you caught a glimpse of Pantalone's hand sneaking down between his legs...

"Oh no you don't," you kicked Pantalone's hand away from his crotch, drawing a pained whine from him. "I'm going to be nice and let you pleasure yourself, but..." you pushed your shoe in between his legs. "If you're really so desperate, than you know what to do." A devious smirk formed on your face.

"Y-yes! Nnhhnnnn, thank you, thank you, thank you, hahhhh--" Pantalone panted and looked up at you adoringly, a dumb grin on his face as he rutted his clothed cock against your shoe. "Hey, now, don't forget what you're here for," you chastised him, shoving your cock into his wet mouth.

"HhmmmMM! Nghhmm, mmhnnn~" Pantalone moaned and greedily sucked on your dick as he continued to rut against your foot. While Pantalone's mouth did feel incredibly good around you, though it would be even more so if he wasn't so focused on chasing his own pleasure.

"A slut that can't even focus on pleasuring others? What's th-- the point if you can't even focus on me?" You stutter as Pantalone's tooth grazes a vein.

Poor Pantalone can't even understand what you're saying, too focused on choking on your thick length and moaning like a pornstar. Despite that, you keep fucking his mouth your thrusts getting shallower as you approach orgasm. At one point you notice that Pantalone had already came in his pants as was now just trembling in overstimulation, still allowing you to use his mouth like your personal fleshlight.

Any other situation and you would've stopped what you were doing and come up with a good way to punish Pantalone for his behavior, but you were so caught up in the feeling of his tight throat that you couldn't care less at that time.

"Nghhh...t-take it all, and don't let it go to waste...!" You grunt and bury yourself deep into Pantalone's mouth as your cum shoots down his throat. Pantalone jerks one last time before he goes limp, his eyes glazed over. You let your dick go limp in his mouth, savoring the heat before you finally pull out.

You sighed and pulled out some tissues from your drawer. "Hahhh...damn that was good. And Pantalone, next time you---" you looked at Pantalone and trailed off. Pantalone's face was still glowing pink, his eyes drooping with a starry look in his eyes. His glasses were crooked and his lip was trembling as he pants heavily. Yeah he was in no state to even begin to comprehend what you were saying.

You tucked yourself back into your pants after cleaning up, and pulled Pantalone up into your lap, him facing you. Pantalone snuggles into the crook of your neck, his arms wrapping around you. You weren't sure how long he was going to stay like this, but watching him lightly doze on your shoulder was enough to distract you from any wandering thoughts.

HII!

I'm not sure if you are taking requests or updating.. you can ignore this if you want

Can I request a bottom Thoma x top gn reader smut please? The reader is obsessed with Thoma's thighs, biting them kissing them during doing it

+ spanking, in a doggy style !

Warnings: TOP/DOM reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + gn reader + reader obsessed with Thoma's thighs + spanking + doggy style + praise + a bit of degrading praise + edging + reader worships Thoma + Thoma shows off his slutty side + masochist Thoma + reader has a very prominent marking kink and sadistic streak + aftercare!!

Word Count: 1621

A/N: THIS BITCH IS FINALLY BACKKK

I'll also definitely be writing a fic with purely praising and coddling Thoma cuz he deserves it

"Thoma, look at me," you cooed. "...Okay.." Thoma peeked out from his hands, face completely red, eyes brimming with tears. You had been teasing Thoma's cock for quite a bit now, giving a little kitten lick to the tip, using your finger to play with his slit but never applying enough pressure to make him cum.

Once you were sure that you had Thoma's eyes on you, you grabbed one of his thighs and started sucking on it. "Mhnn! Ngh..." Thoma's face scrunched up as you pressed kisses and bites onto his unmarked skin, causing him to bruise beautifully.

"Y'know Thoma, you're so beautiful like this," you sighed dreamily as you continued to leave marks on his skin. "A-ahh...you really think so?" Thoma peered down at you with his emerald eyes. "Of course," you replied immediately and firmly, sucking harder on Thoma's skin, causing him to shudder.

Once you felt satisfied with the bites on Thoma's thigh, you moved on to the other untouched one. Pressing the same kisses into his skin as you did to the other. "Come on... t-that's mo-OooRe! Than enough!" Thoma pushed at your head, but you kept yourself fixed into position.

Thoma was hard and aching for a release, but you just wouldn't let up with the marking! It felt so good to him, but it was so hard to deal with you teeth nipping at his thigh, knowing full well that you were teasing him.

At last, you had finished marking up Thoma's thighs, leaving them a shivering, pink and purple mess, Thoma's face scrunched up in embarrassment and pleasure. His cock still stood high, untouched yet leaking a bit. Noticing that part you were taken a bit back. Thoma was leaking precum just from you marking his thighs? You gave yourself a mental pat on the back at the achievement.

"Thoma..." you pressed your finger to his lubricated rim(you had prepped him excruciatingly slow, once again not letting him cum). He whined, his hole clenching around nothing. "Are you ready for me to fuck you?" Thoma's head nodded rapidly. "Y-yes, yes! Please just put it in...please," he ended his plea with a whine that shot straight to your dick.

You lined yourself up against Thoma's hole but didn't do anything yet. Thoma whined in protest and wrapped his legs around your waist in an attempt to pull you closer. Finally, you began to push slowly into his hole. Thoma put his hand over his mouth, attempting to muffle his noises as you pushed in. After just putting you tip in, you brutally thrusted, sheathing your entire length inside his hole in one go.

Thoma threw his head back as he let out a loud cry. His cum splattered all over his stomach, finally able to reach his climax after being denied for so long. He laid there panting with his tongue hanging put, his body slightly twitching from the aftershock of his orgasm, letting out small whines. "Oh, Thoma. I love how you can't even take cock without cumming and squealing like a pig." The venom practically dripped from your voice, yet you smiled with faux innocence. "Uunghh...haahhh, [name]...it's just too big--mhnnn...too deep..." Thoma whimpered pathetically, looking down and rubbing the cum decorating his stomach.

Fuck...you cursed to yourself internally. He was making it so hard to keep your composure, always whining and whimpering like a bitch in heat begging to be fucked dumb, or whatever nonsense he spews out of his mouth first. Instead continuing to fuck into his tight hole, you bent forward and restarted your nipping on his thighs. "[name]~...Please, no moree..." Thoma whined sluggishly, little hiccups interrupting him. You ignored him and continued your onslaught on his poor, innocent thighs. "I just love seeing you like this so much, I just can't help it!" you let out a faux coo, yet somehow Thoma still fell for it. "O-okay...but no for too long," Thoma sighed, his face still alarmingly red. "But still..." you began slyly, slowly pulling out until you were completely out of the warmth of his warm hole, causing Thoma to protest weakly. "Didn't you say that you wanted me to fuck you? You were even begging me oh so pitifully," you sneered as you rubbed the tip of your cock on Thoma's hole.

"Hu-huh? Nnnhhh...[name] please I want in me, 'm begging you," Thoma continued to chase the feeling of your cock on his hole, even while talking. "[name], I'm begging you..." Thoma repeated, attempting to shift his way out of his current position. Curious about what he was trying to do, you watched as he sluggishly sat up, turned around so he wasn't facing you anymore, getting on his hands and knees. Finally, he propped himself up on his elbows and turned his head around. "[name]..." He reached back with his hand to his glistening rim, spreading it to show you how eager his hole was to swallow up your cock. "P-please fuck me...my h-hole is ready for you," Thoma stuttered, his face completely red, his initial look of embarrassment replaced with one of pure lust.

His display nearly made you pass out. You had never seen Thoma so bold and open about his horniness. Most of the time, you would tease Thoma for a bit, but you would always take over, worried that he would short circuit due to all the embarrassment. Yet here he was, wiggling his ass and spreading his hole for you. You came closer to Thoma's ass, Thoma's breathing speeding up. "Face forward," you commanded. Thoma did as he was told, the fact that he couldn't see what was happening increased the feeling of anticipation.

You let your hands run over his marked thighs to the curve of his ass. Then you raised your hand and struck your palm across Thoma's cheek. "NNnngghHH--" Thoma's head shot up as he felt the sharp pain of your hand on his ass. "[n-name], what was that for--HahhHH! GhhKK!" You landed two more strikes on Thoma, causing tears to prick at his eyes. "Honestly," you breathed out, rubbing the hand marks you left on Thoma. "I'm only doing this because your ass is just so tempting. It's like it's waiting to be marked by me."

The tears that had begun brimming in his eyes began to fall freely now. What did you want from him? You just kept mercilessly teasing him all this time, never letting him truly get off. Even the feeling of your dick inside of him, you only gave him a mere taste of you before you began to spank him. And the worst(best) part was...he was all but melting under your treatment.

How could he not! Your smooth, condescending voice, the feeling of your teeth and lips on his thighs, and your heavy hits on his ass were just too much for him but perfect at the same time. Thoma slumped down onto the bed, his hips still raised. He tried to use his voice but all that would come out was broken whine and quiet sobbing. And then finally--Finally! You began to slowly push into your poor lover, relishing in his moans.

"Ahhnnn...[name], y-yes, thank yo--" You cut Thoma off by ramming the rest of your length into him. From there, you began your punishing pace, never stopping to give Thoma a break. "GgyyAHH! O-OhhhHH! Please, PLeaSEE! I-it's too--Hahhnnn~" Thoma immediately came as he was finally able to climax, his load hitting the bed as he clung to the bedsheets and wept. Yeah, that was gonna stain. Thoma's adorable moans filled the room as you continued to thrust into him. This was perfect. Breaking Thoma down bit by bit,finally getting him to give up his usual restraint and to present himself to you like the slut he was. You would have snickered to yourself had you not been more occupied with burying yourself in your lover's tight heat.

"T-thoma, Thoma..." you repeated like a mantra, like he was going to disappear if you stopped calling him. Thoma continued mewling in overstimulation, his first orgasm making him even more sensitive than before. He was definitely not going to go for another round by the time you finished. "[n-name]! Ahnn! Hah, hahhhn, s-SLOWER! MmmMMHHN! OohhHGG..." Thoma's eyes were fluttering behind his lids and his cock began to twitch again, signaling another orgasm. Deciding to end this as quickly as you could, you gave one last harsh shove into Thoma's hole, gripping his hips hard enough to bruise. Thoma let out a silent cry as he reached his orgasm slightly after you, too worn out to make anymore noise.

"Ghhn..." you grunted as you pulled out of Thoma. As you calmed yourself down, you looked over Thoma. He had slumped down onto his side. The only reason he was still in his former position was because you were holding him up. Now, without any support, Thoma laid on his side, his breath coming out raggedly. His sweet features were in blissed content, eyes fluttering a bit and his face still quite red. Unable to resist, you leaned in and began to softly makeout with him. He was barely able to reciprocate the kisses but was eager to accept them(as eager as he could considering he was half-awake at this point). Finally breaking away, you cuddled him whispering sweet praises into his ear, assuring him of how good he did. He hummed softly, drinking in your praise as he finally drifted asleep.

Now while he slept, you got to work, cleaning the both of you up.

Warnings: top/dom reader + sub/bottom character + gn reader + nipple play + nipple peircings + blowjob(reader recieving) + face-fucking + bratty kaeya + a bit of degredatation + dry orgasm(kaeya)

✧ Kaeya is so pretty. There are so many ways to appreciate his beauty. From his clear brown skin, to his dazzling blue eye color, his silky and well-kept hair, to his thin waist, and his plush thighs— he was just too pretty for his own good.

✧ And Kaeya knows it. He knows his effect on you. He knows that everytime he puts a show on for you with his body, you just can't wait to give into his charm, and pounce on him

✧ But you don't want Kaeya to think that he has the upperhand in these situations, so you go about another way of dealing with him

✧ Instead, you don't touch Kaeya for days, maybe even a few weeks, and despite his calm and suave nature, he'll definitely get needy for you sooner or later

✧ Over the next few weeks, you'll still interact with with your beloved, but you won't give into his sexual advances

✧ In fact, you won't even initiate anything on your own. Just leave Kaeya hanging and needy, anticipating the next time he'll be able to feel your touch on his skin again

✧ You'll know that you've suceeded once Kaeya tells you that he's coming over to your house with a needy expression on his face

...

✧ Kaeya crawls to the space inbetween your legs, undoing the belt around your waist as you try to sit down properly

✧ You push Kaeya's head back causing him to whine. You wanted to do things a bit differently this time

✧ You pull Kaeya up off the floor and lay him on the bed facing you. Positioning yourself above him so that you were straddling his waist, you undid your belt and took your aching dick out of its confinements

✧ Kaeya whined as you began to stroke your cock; he's been waiting so long to be able to touch you and it felt like you were ust antagonizing him. You were.

✧ Once pre-cum started to build up a bit at your tip, you grabbed the lube you kept on your night stand and squirted some into your hand and began to lather you cock in it

✧ "..Please..." Kaeya whines. It feels like forever since you first started preparing yourself. Feeling sorry for him(and your dick too) you slapped your cock onto Kaeya's bare chest

✧ Immediately, Kaeya pushed his chest together to envelop you cock, and it felt heavenly

✧ The sight in front of you was one of a kind. Kaeya pushing his chest together as he gropes his own nipples, pulling at the piercings as he lets out adorable moans

✧ Everytime you would thrust up into Kaeya's chest, your tip would just brush up on his lips, but never go directly into his mouth and it drove him mad

✧ But finally, you halted your thrusting and held your lover by the jaw. "Kaeya, keep your mouth open for me."

✧ That was all Kaeya needed to hear. He held his mouth wide open for you as you plunged your cock into his mouth.

✧ Barely giving him any time to adjust, you began to thrust roughly into his throat. Kaeya's eyes rolled back as pathetic whimpers and moans were muffled by your dick

✧ Despite the harsh treatment on his throat, Kaeya still toyed with his nipples, tugging on the piercings, dragging more sinful noises out of him. Despite having his throat being absolutely destroyed, he still wanted to feel more pleasure

✧ "What a slut," you sneered, knowing he probably wouldn't even be able to understand a word you said. Kaeya only mewled as he felt the head of your cock bump his throat, fresh tears falling from his eyes

✧ Finally, you began to feel your climax approaching, quicker than usual due to your pent up horniness. "Ghh...Kaeya, I'm cumming," you panted, your eyes scrunched together. Your cum shot down his throat, painting his throat white. You pulled out so that your cum would be all over his face, creating a pretty facial

✧ Once you were finished and you opened your eyes, you immediately feasted on the sight upon you

✧ Kaeya's eyes were glazed over and unresponsive, his body twitching, his lips bruised from the abuse and his nipples were big and perky, reacting from being messed around with earlier. But something was off...

✧ Usually whenever you fucked his throat, he would cum quickly, getting off to the pain like he always does. You were surprised that he hadn't cum the whole entire time, especially since he was playing with his nipples. Not only that, but he only twitched like that whenever the aftershocks of his orgasm hit him

✧ You turned around and saw that while Kaeya's dick was still hard, tiny spurts of cum were coming out of his slit, as if they were trying their best to come out and create a proper orgasm but kept on being held back

✧ Wait. Holy shit. Did Kaeya just have a dry orgasm, you thought to yourself bewildered. No matter for now, you'd have more time to tease him about it later. For now, it was time to take care of your beloved.

Favorite Toys: Simeon & Solomon♡

Warnings: DOM/TOP reader + SUB/BOTTOM characters + implied AMAB reader in some parts + breeding kink + oral kink + face-fucking + slight hunter/prey dynamics + praise + heavy degredation + worshipping kink + humiliation + slut-shaming + corruption kink + choking kink + mention of free-use + dumbification

Word Count: 820

A/N: While I was in the middle of making my other fice, I got a sudden burst of energy for some reason. During that enrgy burst, I wrote the Satan fic and finished this on the same day I made it. Lucifer fic is still coming soon tho

Minors dni

Simeon

worshipping kink ✧ humiliation ✧ breeding ✧ hunter/prey dynamics ✧ praise ✧ oral(giving) ✧ corruption kink

-> Worshipping kink + Praise + Oral + Breeding He would absolutely love being on his knees as he sucks you off in private. Dragging his tongue up and down your length, trying to savour the feeling of it in his mouth. Simeon isn't the best at giving you head, but he makes up for it with his willingness to serve you. For his enthusiasm, you shower him with praise, "good boy", "you're taking me so well", causing his heart to flutter. Your promises to breed him well and full makes Simeon's stomach flutter. He moans as he goes up and down your shaft, savouring the flavor. He looks up at you for reassurance at times and shivers in joy as you praise him more. Simeon loves to service you, treating you as his own God. He knows it's wrong deep down, that his true God is watching him, but he can't get enough of the feeling he has when he's servicing you...

-> Hunter/Prey dynamics + Humiliation + Corruption Just imagine, Simeon laying down on your bed, watching you stare at him with your lustful and predatory gaze. He feels like a small animal, just waiting to be swallowed whole, and it makes him so much more needier, wanting you to fuck him right then and there. Instead of giving him what he wants, you just make fun of him, talking about how his God would feel if He saw saw Simeon's degenerate behavior. Poor Simeon, an angel falling from the sin of lust. He always covers his face in embarrassement. You just love corrupting this adorable angel, bringing him down with you in your mortal sin. Corrupting this angel with a warm smile all the while, giving him the ability to indulge in human sin. Simeon knows he's too far gone, but whenever he finally feels you thrust deep inside of him, his mind just goes black, only filled with you and only you. But he doesn't care, as long as he's with you.

Solomon

face-fucking ✧ spanking/face-slapping ✧ free-use ✧ breeding ✧ harsh degredation/slut-shaming ✧ dumbification ✧ choking kink ✧ cumslut

-> Face-fucking + Face-slapping + Cumslut Solomon would definitely be your whore. He often finds himself inb etween your legs, mouth practically watering when you pull your cock out. You tempt him by slapping your cock against his face but not letting him suck you off, not even touching you. It drives him mad, he wants to have your dick in his mouth so badly, to feel you fuck his face just how he loves it. You have to shut up his whining by slapping him, but that only makes him hornier. More often than not, you have a whimpering, nearly sobbing Solomon clinging on to you, begging for your cock inside of him. You end up shoving Solomon down your dick, giving him what he wanted. Solomon chokes on your length, his eyes rolling back into his head as he drools all over you. Whenever you feel extra mean, you pull him off of you every few thrusts, slapping his face hard as you remind him who he belongs too. He usually ends up cumming before you and quickly from the abuse to his throat and face, but that isn't his favorite part. He loves when you finally cum, to feel your sperm going down his throat is one of his favorite feelings. If you really want Solomon to look ruined, pull out of his mouth while you're still climaxing and let the rest of it paint Solomon's face. Not only will he look more slutty, but he'll be more than happy to have your cum coating his face.

-> Breeding + Free-use + Slut shaming + Dumbification + Choking Solomon loses all self control when you fuck him. Every thrust has his eyes crossing as his moans become uncontrollably loud. No matter how much you shush him, he never seems to shut up. Getting impatient, you wrap your hands around his throat as you continue to pound into him. It always arouses Solomon everytime you display signs of annoyance or anger like this, always has him wanting more. He cums really easily during sex, leading to his mind dumbing down the closer he comes to his next orgasm. You always degrade him for how much of a whore he is for dick. Calling him a nasty bith, a low-life whore, cheap slut, all of it only turns Solomon even more. Solomon will be fucked stupid so quick, that he won't even uderstand what either of you are saying. You could say that you're going to leave him out in some random allyway, let some random freaks fuck him however they like. He would moan out a broken "yes" to everything you're saying without even comprehending anything, his brain too fried to process what you're saying or why he's saying yes. The moment you mention breeding him though, filling him up with your seed, he cums instantly. Whether it be a dry orgasm from cumming too much, or just a few spurts of cum, or a first orgasm from when you begin fucking. Solomon is your one and only masochist and he hopes you don't forget it.

Teasing the Demon Brothers(Satan)♡

NSFW Minors dni

Warnings: DOM/TOP reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + AFAB reader but is referred to with the title of "sir" + feminization + humiliation + threat of public humiliation + pegging + use of cockcage + consensual filming + semi-public sex + aftercare

Word Count: 3019

A/n: Okay, I've finally got to time to do this! Because I couldn't choose, I'm going to do both orgasm control and overstimulation. Not only that, but you didn't specify what sex and gender you wanted the reader to be. I hope AFAB reader is fine, but if not, I can remake the fic with a few tweaks to make it gn or AMAB reader. This will be a part of my "Teasing the Demon Brothers" series, I hope you guys enjoy it

Satan♡

Satan absolutely loved the way you treated him. As lovers, the two of you were just…as in love as the two of you could be. You would sometimes hold hands as you walked down the road, share the same drink at your favorite cat cafe, having him sleep against your shoulder as you read a book, it was all wonderful. But sometimes, the two of you would do something that you wouldn’t find most couples doing..

Today, the two of you decided to visit a mall in the human world. As you walked through the mall with your boyfriend, you found him clinging onto your arm, squeezing it at times. He would sometimes tremble slightly as the two of you walked, and it would always make a little snicker come out of your mouth. People would sometimes stare at you, causing Satan to look down at the floor, but you didn’t mind it too much.

During a stop at a boba stand, the cashier gave the two of you a compliment. Motioning to you, she said, “Is that your girlfriend? If so, you two are such a cute couple.” Satan let out a tiny gasp as he clung onto you even closer. “Thank you,” you replied. “And yeah, she is my girlfriend. She doesn’t talk too much though.” The cashier let out a laugh, telling you about her own girlfriend. It was no surprise that she thought that your boyfriend was a girl.

Today, you had Satan dressed up in a cute outfit: a pale blue blouse with puffy sleeves and a red ribbon around the collar. At the end of his sleeves, his nails were painted white, decorated with cat stickers. He wore a blue plaid skirt with white ruffles underneath it. It was a bit too short on him, but you didn't get any verbal complaints for him. White, thigh length stockings decorated your boyfriend’s legs. Brown knee-high boots covered the rest of Satan's legs, the small platforms on the bottom making him a bit taller than usual. Around his neck was a white choker, a heart-shaped pendant attached to it.

You had paid extra attention to Satan’s face. You did his eyeliner for him, giving him neatly done wings and gave him more volume to his lashes. Since you wanted to be extra, you gave him pretty heart stickers to put under his eyelids, adding a little bit of sparkly blush to them. You applied a pale lip gloss color to Satan’s lips, making them perfect for kissing. Lastly, you put a longer wig with wavy twin tails on him, completing the final look.

When you look at Satan now, you can’t help but feel a sense of pride from making him look so pretty and so erotic. The makeup complimented his natural features and the frilly skirt he was wearing made you want to ravish him completely. You almost regretted taking your boyfriend out today due to the fact that you would have to wait a few hours before being able to touch him. Now, while you couldn’t touch him, you still had a good way of tormenting him.

Right before the two of you left for the mall, you had slipped a vibrator inside of Satan(you also made him cum two times). He had pleaded with you to not keep the vibrator because he knew that he would get too excited easily, so you added a cockcage to make sure that he didn’t get hard in public. It wasn’t easy putting the cockcage on him because while no one would know if he was getting hard because it would be impossible, it was still so frustrating to Satan. He wouldn’t be able to get hard, which meant not being able to cum. You only found this amusing. If you couldn’t touch him, it was only fair that he couldn’t touch himself too, no?

Throughout the trip to the mall, you would turn the vibrator on from time to time, startling poor Satan, causing him to jump or cling on to you, waiting for the vibrations to stop as his voice got too loud. Even when the two of you were talking to that friendly cashier, you had turned on the vibrator, causing him to try to stay as mute as possible so that the cashier couldn’t catch onto his predicament. Still, he let out a gasp that was too loud in your opinion, causing you to secretly glare at him, quickly turning the vibrator off.

Satan should have been relieved that you were turning the vibrator off, but he knew you better than that. As the two of you continued to explore the mall, Satan was antsy, waiting for the next time that you would turn on the vibrator. Yet you never did.

Satan should have been relieved that you were turning the vibrator off, but he knew you better than that. As the two of you continued to explore the mall, Satan was antsy, waiting for the next time that you would turn on the vibrator. But you never did.

Your last stop at the mall was a pretty store with many different varieties that you just had to stop and take a look. As the two of you were browsing the store, your boyfriend had almost forgotten that he had that vibrator inside of him or had a cage restraining his cock. Once the two of you had picked out some clothes, you led Satan to the dressing room. The women’s dressing room.

Satan was a bit nervous, forgetting that he could pass as a girl now and considering the fact that he usually doesn’t go into the women’s changing room. Nevertheless, you shoved him into the dressing room, locking the door behind you. The dressing room was a little bit over a medium size, only one stall and was made for 1-2 people to be in. Pushing one of the outfits that you chose for him and ushered him inside the stall.

A few minutes after Satan went inside the stall, you came with an idea. Coming up to the door, you knocked a few times. “Satan, are you done yet?”

“If I was, don’t you think I would be out yet,” Satan called out, an exasperated tone showing in his reply. “Besides, I’m still taking off my clothes.” You knocked on the door again. “Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed light and cheery, but something about it made your boyfriend shiver. “What do you mean let you in? I told you, I’m still taking off my clothes.” 

“Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed more demanding this time. Satan went silent for a few seconds, and opened the door. When you could finally see his body fully, you had to stop yourself from jumping on him right then and there. 

The first thing your eyes were drawn to was Satan's shirt. It was halfway unbuttoned, down to his navel. Where you would have seen your boyfriend’s nipples were instead covered up by a lacy, light pink bralette. Your eyes traveled lower, to his thighs. He still had his skirt on, but it was lowered a bit so that you could see his panties peeking out a bit. His boots were off, one of his stockings was pulled down to his ankle, but the other one was still fully on, making a mouth watering sight. You pulled your eyes up to see Satan’s face. He was furiously blushing as you were unabashedly checking him out.

Finally done with your inspection, you looked Satan straight in the eyes, a small smirk growing on your face. “You’ve been in there for a while, Satan,” you sneered. “Mind telling me why you’re not fully undressed?”

“...” Silence.

“Don’t tell me,” you started. “You were staring at yourself in the mirror? Were you so mesmerized by your new look?” Satan turned away from you, his blush spreading. “That’s not it…” he said in a small voice, despite the fact that you both knew it was a lie. “You don’t need to lie, dear. I guess you really enjoyed my make-over. "So,” your voice suddenly took on a serious tone. “How about you let me help you undress, hm?” Satan stayed quiet for a bit before startlingly clinging onto your arms, causing you to be taken aback a bit. “Please…” he pleaded, his lips trembling as tears gathered in his eyes. “Please touch me!”

“Slow down there, I’m not going anywhere,” you began, as your eyes darkened. “But…what if I do? Will you follow me out of here like a lost puppy?” You could see your boyfriend about to interject, but you narrowed your eyes, warning him to stay quiet. “What if…what if I let you cum here, but you’re too loud? The customers and employees will know everything that happened in here. Are you going to walk out of here and face all their judging stares?” By the time you finished speaking, Satan clung onto your arms even tighter as he imagined the scenario you were presenting. What if that happened? What if I walked out, knowing I was so loud, having everyone judge me? Just thinking about it… Just the thought of being found out caused Satan to rub his thighs together, an action not gone unnoticed by you.

“Well, Satan, let’s start! Do you want me to start taking off your shirt, or your skirt? Your choice,” you piped up, your voice taking a sharp turn and becoming cheery. “Please, Y/n, just touch me,” Satan begged, his tears about to fall as his grip on you wavered. “Okay, skirt it is then!” you ignored his pleas, shrugging off his hands from you. You pressed yourself against your boyfriend, slowly taking off his skirt. Satan whined under his breath as you went so painstakingly slow. “C’mon, faster!” he urged. You sighed. “Fine then,” you said, your tone making Satan even more nervous. “Since you clearly want to go faster, turn around for me and face the mirror. I want you to put your hands on the wall with it.” 

Satan’s eyes widened as he realized what you wanted him to do. Obediently, he turned away from you and faced the mirror, placing his hands on the wall. He was silent as he waited for your orders, but was only met by your silence as well. “Hey, Satan, can I take a picture? I really like this angle,” you said after a while. “...Fine,” Satan lowered his head in embarrassment as he heard the shutter of your phone. Of course you had to have your camera at max volume. Suddenly, he remembered how short his skirt was. “Oh, Satan, your panties are so cute from this angle,” you exclaimed. It was like you were reading what was on your boyfriend's mind. “Too bad it’s not completely visible. Still though, it’s pretty erotic considering how half of your underwear is showing right now. I knew I picked the right color! Pink really suits you.”

How can they talk about this like an everyday conversation? Satan felt so exposed under you. He could feel his body getting hotter by the second. His poor cock in its cage had began to throb long ago. Satan really couldn’t take this torture any longer. “Please Y/n…” your boyfriend called out softly. “Please touch me, I-I’ve been a good boy!” Satan was getting very desperate now. “Oh come on, Satan. It’s only been like, what, 10 minutes,” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, I haven’t only been leaving you untouched just to mess with you. I think you forgot who I am to you.” 

Oh. Of course. How could he have forgotten? “Please S-sir…I’ve been a good boy for you Sir. Will you please touch me!” Satan turned his head and was elated by the fact that you seemed satisfied. And you were. It felt so empowering to have the fourth strongest demon brother in the Devildom at your mercy, crying for your touch. “Well, Satan, since you asked so nicely, of course!” you said, getting closer until you were right behind him. You lifted up his skirt completely and pulled his panties to the side, revealing the purple plug nested inside of him.

“...Aren’t you going to take the underwear off?” Satan asked nervously. “Nah,” you replied casually. “I’m gonna keep it right here,” you pushed on the plug without warning, eliciting a sharp gasp from your boyfriend. You had been nice enough this whole time to not turn on the vibrating plug, but you decided that now was the time. Reaching for the remote in your pocket, you set the vibrator to a low setting. “Ah—” Satan cut himself off by slapping his hand over his mouth. Despite the vibrator being at a low setting, your boyfriend still had to muffle his moans, and boy, was that pathetic to you.

“Come on Satan, I haven’t even gotten to the higher settings and you’re already moaning. This is just sad to see.” Satan whined, muffled by his hand. “Actually, move your hand away, dear. I want to hear the sounds that you make.” Satan hesitated at first, then reluctantly removed his hand from. “Good boy,” you raised the vibrator’s level to the highest setting without any warning. “O-Oh! Y/n—S-Sir, please–MnngGHH!” Satan couldn’t hold back his filthy cries any longer. Oh how he wished you would take that cage off him. He wanted to cum so badly, but the cage wouldn’t allow him. It was driving him crazy!

“Hahh, Sir! Pl–AnngGH! Ngh! Please, the c-cage,” Satan begged, his moans disrupting the flow of his sentence. “You want the cage off,” you taunted, waving the key to the cage in his face. He nodded desperately. “Fine then, but you need to cum a different way then.” You unlocked the cage on your boyfriend’s cock, causing him to sigh in relief. Before he could cum, you grabbed the base of his cock, ruining his orgasm. “...Huh? B-but why Sir?” Satan sobbed. All that torturous pleasure and he wasn’t even able to cum in the end. “Relax, Satan,” you rolled your eyes. You took a cockring out of your bag and slipped it on his still hard dick. “You can still cum, even with a ring on, but it’ll be a bit difficult–” you paused in the middle of your sentence to get something else out of your bag. You were taking a while, so Satan looked behind him. He was greeted with the image of you wearing a 9-inch(at least he thinks so) dildo harnessed to your waist. You had a small bottle of lube in your hand and you were already opening it.

“Today is your lucky day, Satan,” you claimed. “You’ll have to wait even longer to cum now,” you had a sadistic look in your eyes. “I’m not luck—Unghh!” You cut Satan off by plunging your lube coated fingers inside of him. Your fingers scissored his insides, loosening him up for your strap. “Hahh, S-sir, hur—Annhhgg, hurry up please!” Satan pleaded. You had been purposefully slow and avoiding his prostate—it was torturing him! “Sir! I’m ready for you to–Oh! To fuck me!” You finally decided to take a little bit of mercy on your poor boyfriend and take your fingers out of his ass. “Well, I hope you’re ready, Satan,” you said as you placed the tip of your strap at his entrance. You began slowly pushing into him, causing Satan to whimper as he tried to grasp at anything to steady himself. All nine inches of the dildo was finally inside of him and it was driving him mad. “Gghhhgh…S-Sir…I can feel it—mnghh… inside me. It’s f-filling me up~” Satan mumbled half to himself, a delirious smile on his face.

Unable to restrain yourself, you began to roughly thrust your strap into your boyfriend, causing him to let out loud, unrestrained moans. “Shut up,” you hissed. “You don’t want others to hear us, do you?” you wrapped your hands around Satan’s throat, startling him and causing him to choke as you picked your pace. “GgHHKK—S-si-UunnGHHhh!” Satan’s eyes rolled back into his head as he tried his best to collect his thoughts while you continued with your harsh pace. He would have cum already, if it hadn’t been for that ring on his cock! “Come on, Satan, cum,” you taunted as if reading his thoughts. “You can cum with the ring on with the right kind of stimulation!” you tightened your grip on his throat as you began to bite the outer shell of Satan’s ear.

He couldn't stand it. Even though your hands had already left his throat, they had sneaked under his bralette and were now busy playing with his nipples, pulling on them until they become red. Satan keeps whining that it’s too much and that it won’t be possible for him to. Yet you keep on pushing him to do it! As you continue to thrust into him, he feels the climbing feeling of his orgasm coming back again. He could feel it multiple times when you were touching him, but it felt different this time. Like he would actually have a proper orgasm. “W-wait…sh-shlow–MMmnnGHhKK! H-hahh, Sir~! Feeshls like m’ gonna…” your poor boyfriend slurred as he tried to voice his thoughts, being interrupted by his own moans. “I said you could have an orgasm,” you said in a triumphant voice. Then you grabbed Satan by the face and leaned close into his ear.

“Cum for me, Satan. I know you can. do it”

That’s all he needed to cum. Satan let out a long wail as he shook violently, his long-awaited orgasm washing over him. Finally, he stopped moving and you set him down on the bench and began to admire your work. Satan’s makeup was ruined, his mascara and eyeliner running, lipgloss smudged, but it made him look even more appetizing. His clothes were still partially on but were a bit wrinkled and frazzled. Once you finished looking over your boyfriend’s wrecked body, you turned to get some wipes and water for him. Satan was still conscious, but barely. As you ran the wipes all over his body, you kissed him all over, whispering sweet praise whether he was listening or not. He seemed to have heard based on the way that he was slightly humming. Once you were done, you gave him some greatly needed water and kissed on the top of his head while he nuzzled your touch.

“Good job, Satan. Now don’t be surprised if we get kicked out of the mall though."

Warnings: TOP/DOM reader, SUB/BOTTOM chracter, gn reader, worshipping kink, free use, masochist thoma, sadistic reader, exhibitionism kink, slight yandere themes

Just imagine Thoma being your slut, only meant for your personal use

Whenever the two of you are in your house, it doesn't matter what you're doing, Thoma is always prepared to have sex with you, his ass lubed up and stretched out with a buttplug

Thoma knows how horny you can get. One moment the two of you could be leaning on the kitchen counter, having a little chat

And the next moment, you could have him bent over that same kitchen counter, fucking him so hard that he can't think straight

Your horniness doesn't stop at the privacy of your own home

Thoma makes sure he's all plugged up and ready for you even when he's outside. You never know when you'll get horny again and fuck Thoma's brains out in an alley in broad daylight!

And while Thoma tries his best to make it seems like he's only doing this to please you, he can't help but think about how good it makes him feel.

How good it makes him feel to be used like a toy,

How good it feels when you fuck him roughly with no remorse,

How good it feels to know that his reputation would be ruined if one unfortunate person saw how much of a whore he was for you,

He loved it all!

Thoma loved being your free use slut

Step on him, choke him, spank him, edge him, anything can and will send him off the edge

Thoma will always accept it with an obsessed smile, waiting for what you would bring to the table next<3

Warnings: gn reader, dom/top reader, sub/bottom ayato, masochistic ayato, degradation, spanking, choking

Word count: 979

Just imagine, Ayato teasing you as he works

"Accidentally" brushing up against your crotch when standing next to each other. "Accidentally" rubbing himself against you when walking past you. "Accidentally" grabbing your hand and rubbing it on his crotch--Okay, he isn't even trying to hide it anymore. And it doesn't get any better whenever the two of you are alone.

One time when Ayato was doing his paperwork and got horny again, he started off with the light and subtle touches like he always did. As always, they started to get more and more close to sensual and suggestive touches . It was then that you realized that something about him was...different.

While he was touching you or doing his work(which he was barely even doing), you noticed that his breathing was getting heavier or his face would get pretty red at sometimes. Whenever you would tease Ayato back, he would jump a bit as the blush on his face spread wider.

Now of course, you knew that something was up.

While you didn't know exactly what was going on, you could tell that Ayato was fidgety to to some form of pleasure. So like normal, you'll find out what's going. "Hey, Ayato, stand up real quick," you tell him. "I want to check something."

When he's standing, a confused look on his face, you suddenly grab his dick through his clothes, a loud yelp coming out of Ayato's mouth. Since you didn't feel anything there, you quickly felt up his ass, pushing your fingers towards his hole.

There it was! A buttplug!

Before Ayato could complain, you began pressing down harshly on the plug, causing him to let out a long whine as he grabbed onto your clothes. That's when you realized, Ayato had a small controller hidden inside his hand. So not only did he keep a buttplug inside of him, but a vibrating one and would turn it on from time to time.

Ayato was still clinging on to you as you kept prodding at the plug in his hole. Before he could speak up, you stopped touching him and told him to give you the remote he had in his hand. Being the natural brat he is, Ayato just smirked at you, asking what you would do if he refused. Pissed off, you grabbed his jaw harshly, forcing him to look at you. Ayato let out a needy moan at your behavior, causing you to roll your eyes

Asking once again in a not-so-kind tone, Ayato finally gave up the vibrator, his fidgeting motions coming back as he anticipated what was going to come next. You forcefully bend Ayato over his desk, earning a gasp from him. Quickly, you pull down his pants to reveal a purple plug inside of his ass.

"Now dear, I want you to count to 10 for me. Every slap counts as one. If you mess up I'll start over," you say, getting your hands ready. Ayato nods, shivering in anticipation. He loved being spanked. A little too much. But what he didn't know was that you weren't only planning on spanking him.

As Ayato prepared himself for your harsh blows, you turned on the vibrating plug in his ass to a high setting. Ayato's eyes widened as a string of moans left his mouth, not at all expecting the pleasure he was experiencing. While he was distracted, you planted a firm slap on his ass

*SMACK*

Ayato let out a loud, sultry moan as he felt the sharp pain on his ass, the vibrator only aiding his feelings of pleasure

But he didn't count.

"Ayato, dear, what did I say?"

"T-to--ahn! To count for every slap!", his words were interrupted by a moan from the plug still acting up inside of him.

"Okay then. Let's start all over again"

*SMACK*

Your hand cracked down on him again with no warning.

"O-one! Mhnn..."

"*SMACK*

"HyaaAHH! TwooO!"

*SMACK*

*SMACK*

"UnnNGH! OH--T-three! F-f-four, hahh,"

Ayato was beginning to lose his reasoning despite only being on his fouth spanking, but the spanking plus the vibrator in his ass were making his mind swirl with dangerous thoughts.

Every slap had his eyes crossing, a little drool coming out of his mouth as he couldn't keep his lewd mout shut. The slaps had him convulsing everytime; he felt like his nerves were on fire!

*SMACK*

That was the last spanking that Ayato could take

"O-OHH♡♡ HAHHNGH♡ Y-Y/N! CUMMING♡"

Ayato came with a loud cry, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he rutted against the table, milking every last bit of cum out of his useless dick

You just stand there, looking at Ayato with disappointment and disgust as he continued to whine as he rides out his orgasm

When he finally quiets down, he makes a feeble attempt at an apology but is quickly cut off by you grabbing him by the throat. You pull him up pressing your chest against his back. Ayato grabs at your hands because of the pressure on his throat, only causing you to tighten your grip.

"You know, Ayato. You just made me really angry. You came while I was punishing you? I never took you for such an eager whore." Ayato let out a choked whine at your words and your unforgiving grip on his throat. His eyes began to roll back into his head as black spots began dancing in front of his eyes, a small grin forming on his face.

"Look at you dear. You're even smiling, like the masochist you are. Don't worry though, I love playing with little sluts like you." Ayato finds himself cumming again from your name-calling and the crushing feeling on his throat. Ayato couldn't even think properly! All he knew that he belonged to you, and was your masochistic whore that loves any kind of pleasure or pain you make him feel♡