EJ in the pose of that one Lucifer statue
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EJ in the pose of that one Lucifer statue
Think he'd like someone to warm him up? 👀 @cryingintheclubdhmu
Mammon, my wife...
I needed to draw this image as him, ended up putting it off until I was in the hospital LOL
From The Closet - The Freak Circus - Pierrot x Reader NSFW
A03 Link: here
Warnings: Yandere Tendencies, Nonconsensual Voyeurism
Pierrot finds himself in a tricky situation while he's intruding on your home; it's probably the best thing to ever happen to him.
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
Sweet Spot 🍓*.•°
Their demon-related erogenous zones - nsfw Incl: lucifer, mammon, levi, satan, asmo, beel, belphie
LUCIFER
-Lucifer is definitely sensitive, but he’s better at fighting the pleasure than the others.
-He’s too proud to show any signs of enjoying it when you touch his horns, but if you wrap your hands around them like you would his cock he can’t hide his blush at the pure debauchery of it.
-His wings are the most sensitive of all the brothers. Since they’re the only feathered ones, they have much more sensitive nerves, especially the underside.
-Preening is a whole other thing. When he asks you to help him with it and forgets to tell you not to touch those spots, the feeling of your gentle hands massaging them has him groaning.
-When you rush out apologies; asking if you hurt him, he just guides your hand to the bulge in his pants and answers “not quite.”
MAMMON
-Mammon is Mammon, so you could do as little as smiling at him and he’s already hard.
-But what really gets him going? his horns. Grab onto them even just lightly and he’s already a mess in your hands.
“hngh- ah! Shit, grip them harder.. .”
-His wings are also pretty sensitive, but only the edge and ridges of them. They get increasingly more sensitive the closer they get to his back, so rubbing where his wings first sprout is what has him twitching in pleasure.
-Has asked you to give him a back massage before just so he could feel your hands on that sensitive patch of skin where his wings start. You quickly caught on when you noticed him desperately humping the mattress under him.
LEVIATHAN
-Levi isn’t used to being touched, so his body is just sensitive in general.
-His horns are definitely sensitive, but less so than you’d think. This works out tho since his horns have branches, making it harder to get a good grip on them.
-In his demon form certain parts of his body have scales. They’re sensitive to the touch, but especially the ones on his neck. Press some kisses to those while you’re sucking hickeys into his skin and he’ll cum right in his boxers.
-Next; his tail. It has scales, but they’re smooth to the touch. His tail is so sensitive that if you so much as brush it while you’re walking by he has to stifle a moan.
-You don’t even need to touch his dick, just do the same ministrations you would on his tail instead and it feels just as good for him.
-Between you and him, he often fantasizes about you grinding against his tail to get off (๑>•̀๑).
SATAN
-Unfortunately his tail is way too sharp for your hands to touch, but he doesn’t mind. That isn’t his most sensitive spot anyway.
-Yet in a similar way to the others wings, the skin of his back where his tail starts has his eyes rolling back. Sparks of pleasure shoot up from his tail bone all the way up his spine when your hands touch there.
-Nothing makes him hornier than when you rub the tip of his horns tho!
-Like coming up behind him and touching them while he’s trying to read his book? In a blink of an eye he’s got you under him, teasing your most sensitive spots until you were shaking in pleasure.
“Poor thing, reverse the roles and all of a sudden you can’t handle it?”
ASMODEUS
-He’s asmo..where isn’t his erogenous zone (¬_¬")
-Okay but for real, of course his horns and wings are sensitive! He’s the avatar of lust, you would be surprised if touching any part of him didn’t elicit a response.
-It didn’t take you long to find out about this sensitivity—he wasn’t exactly discreet when he kept asking you to rub his wings for him, claiming they were tense and only you could help.
“Huh? that was a moan of pain, you know..cause they’re so sore!”
-If your hands aren’t gripping his horns during your make out sessions he will pull away and pout until you do.
BEELZEBUB
-Beel’s wings are too rough and delicate to receive any pleasure, so it all comes from his horns.
-Grip onto them like handlebars while you’re sitting on his face and he will immediately cum untouched. Does he stop? no. Does he tell you to stop touching them? also no. Guess you’re both going into overstimulation.
-While his actual wings aren’t an erogenous zone, the skin where they meet is.
-Since his wings sprout pretty high on his back, if you dig your nails into his back while he has you in missionary, his body will literally shake with the pleasure shooting through his veins.
BELPHEGOR
-You can’t exactly grip his horns because of the twirled shape of them, but rubbing the very start of them where they sprout from his head is what gets him going.
-He also likes when you pull the hair around his horns; the pain only adding to the pleasure.
-The soft and fluffy end of his tail can’t feel any sensations. The rest of it can, but that part is actually really prickly with tons of thorns. You learned that one the hard way.. “(ノ _ <,, )
-Sometimes while fucking you until you couldn’t form a single thought, you would grasp the soft strands of the end of his tail while he ruined you, earning a cruel chuckle.
“Playing with my tail? I guess it’s the only thing that fucked-out brain of yours can think to do.”
I probably used the word ‘sensitive’ at least 20 times in this but I couldn’t think of a better word..anyways take this because I have no ideas for smaus! sorry (。ᵕ ◞ _◟)
forgot to post here again💔i love this art trend made this super fast ignore all the mistakes
[honk honk!] translation: Piero (clowns) what?! just a clown and his dog, nothing much to speak of! eheh... (my MC Ana is the dog...the dog is she...) (Beel alts under the cut. Warning, blood.)
Getting in more summer themed art WOO 💥🎊
Eddie and Baldt
Saw a funny clip from their VA today on twitter and I knew I had to draw it 😭🙏
PLEASE MAKE MORE STEPFORD NSFW I NEED THIS MAN SO BAD IM GONNA PASS OUT
wait!! i wrote this just for you so don’t pass out!!! nsfw warning obvi ,, anyways i hope you enjoy
“Ohh, you are soaked, aren’t you?”
Stepford cooed the words against your inner thigh, his plush lips brushing where they shouldn’t yet be, just to make you twitch. He was already kneeling, perfectly posed between your legs, hands stroking slowly up your thighs.
He wasn’t trying to make you come—not yet. He was just looking, admiring. Breathing you in like it was enough to get him off.
“Mmh… you’re always so sweet when I get you like this,” he murmured, eyes fluttering half-shut. “Warm, soft, just dripping for me…”
You sighed, hips shifting closer. “You gonna keep talking, or are you gonna—”
“Manners,” he scolded lightly, though his voice was thick with arousal. “If you want me to put my mouth where it belongs, you’ve gotta say please…”
He looked up at you through those fluttery lashes, lips just barely brushing your folds now. “Come on… say it. You know you like it when I beg.”
He wasn’t wrong.
“Please, Stepford,” you breathed, curling your fingers in his hair. “…Be good and eat me out.”
That was all it took.
He groaned before his tongue was on you, slow and warm and deliberate, licking through your cunt with such focus it made your head fall back. One hand tangled in his gold locks, tugging slightly.
“Ohh, there,” he whimpered, rutting slightly into the bed like he was getting off on it. “That’s it, that’s the taste I missed…”
You whined as he moaned into you again, open-mouthed, noisy, messy. He wasn’t shy with it—he never was—tongue gliding in deep strokes, nose bumping against your clit as he mouthed and kissed and devoured.
You barely had to guide him. He knew your body too well. Every flick of his tongue had purpose, every whimper he let out only made you wetter. When he wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked, you cried out, and he smiled against you.
“So good,” he whispered, voice sticky with praise and slick with your arousal. “So perfect for me. You always taste so good when I make you melt like this…”
You whimpered as your thighs trembled around his head.
“You gonna come for me?” he cooed, barely pulling back. His lips were soaked, face slick with spit and your arousal. “Come on… Give it to me. Let me taste it, let me feel you come on my tongue—I’ll be so good—”
You came with a gasp, voice breaking, legs clamping around his head as your fingers yanked him closer. He moaned like he’d been waiting for that—like he had climaxed from it—and he didn’t stop. His tongue kept working you through it, slow, greedy, savoring you like a reward.
When you finally relaxed, breathless, thighs trembling, Stepford kissed the inside of your thigh, a proud little grin curling on his lips.
“There she is,” he purred. “You came so pretty for me… You always do.”
Then, he whispered,
“…Think I could make you do it again?”
Legit I want Harvey Harvington to angrily fuck me as a response to biting him to get money
[reupload] Diavolo at the onsen~~
Wow! This is incredible
MC is getting married, but it’s not to them
Lucifer
He stands at the back of the wedding venue in his finest suit, a strained smile masking the storm in his chest. He had prepared himself for this, told himself he wanted MC’s happiness above all—but the vows still cut deeper than any blade. After the ceremony, he leaves without saying a word. He’ll congratulate them later, in a carefully worded letter, when he’s alone in his study with wine in hand and a shattered heart in his chest.
i have a need for timmy..... dont ask
timmy being a brat
cw: no timothy just timmy, spanking, nsfw, mdni, gn reader
Thank you sm, it always means a lot to hear that!! I’ve been on and off working on these bc i finished Timmy’s route!:)
Timmy/Timothy Timepiece NSFW hcs!
warnings; nsfw/18+, submissive leaning switch! character, edging, spanking, tail pulling as a kink? slight masochism, brat taming, heats, slight somnophilia, afab! reader
Timmy will forever be… Complicated to deal with. he’s a brat by complete nature, and he loves to push boundaries just enough to get you steam before pulling back with a whine and a pout.
He gets jealous VERY easily, Timmy’s an affectionate and demanding kitty and finds he doesn’t much care for watching you laugh at the neighbors with curt and rod, or worse.. Pet the other cursed cat. Timmy won’t be happy whatsoever and this can lead to a few different scenarios.
If you find that he’s acting like too much of a brat to deserve the royal treatment, as he claims every so often that he “deserves”- Spanking and overstimulating his poor cock is the quickest way to get him to cry and melt into a puddle.
After a spanking for swatting at Curt and Rods’ fabric- About 20, 10 for each of their torn duds, pepper Timmy with kisses while reach under his. His cock definitely isn’t the biggest of the house, but it’s cute and matches him perfectly. Timmy’ll purr, thinking he’s gotten away with not actually learning his lesson - And you’ll let believe that, up until you make him shoot ropes. He’ll try to push your hand away to no avail, “Ah- Nya! T- Timmy’s senstive, master!”
It’s after the 3rd orgasm that he’ll actually break down in tears- Not the crocodile tears he uses to try to con his way out of punishments, but when he realizes your hand is still moving? Timmy lets out the waterworks. His face is flushed, hair messy, his ears and tail twitching erratically while apologies fall from his spit-covered lips- stuff you hadn’t even known about!
Another ending is him pawing at your clothes, sharp teeth grazing at your neck as he covers you in his scent. He’ll rut his aching cock against your thighs- or if you let him- into your dripping hole. He’ll be all red, mumbling into your skin possessively while his claws are sinking into your hips. He goes a bit nonverbal while feeling like this, resorting to more animalistic noises - But it’s easy to tell how he’s feeling by way his pupils shrink or his content purr while seeing you covered in too many marks to reasonably hide.
(It’d be cute, if not for the fact your body feels so, so sore)
He breaks really, really quick if you play with his ass- Bonus points if you use his own tail to make him take even more of you in. He’ll be really intimidated if you bring up using a strap, especially if it’s larger, but he’s just so cute when clawing at the comforter, unable to comprehend if he wants to try to escape the pressure pressing deep inside of him, or if he wants to rock back and take more of it - King of “Nya, i- it’s not gonna fit, master!” and then taking it anyways.
Timothy, unlike his Timmy counterpart, is more dominant leaning. Of course, he’s big on schedules so orgasm control is big for him - He’ll only let you cum when the clock dictates you can! If you happen to miss that time window? Better luck next time, he’s got no qualms for edging you.
Although, if you ever do that to him, he’ll be sniffling and quietly resigned - He may try to negotiate for “just one more chance” but he’ll quickly give up when you bring up the ever-important schedule.
His heats are horrid to deal with, for the both of you! Well, Timmy enjoys himself, but Timothy dislikes not having control over his body. They get needier, Timmy needs to be touching you at all times or he’ll yowl and cry loudly. He’ll rut against your thighs while you’re half asleep, whining about needing his Master. He’ll also take your clothes to either wear or just lay on- It doesn’t matter to him, he just needs to be surrounded by you.
Timothy tries to have more self control, but honestly? He’s just as bad, just quieter about it. He’ll ask permission to take your clothes (If he can’t be in control, he at least wants control over who can control him- yk?), wrapping his arms around your waist while he sinks his cock into you- Not even thrusting, just rutting, hips pressed flush against your own at all times while he sweats and presses his face in your tits.
His head in both forms are… A bit lackluster. It’s not bad, his tongue is rough (which can be good or bad, depending on who you are) but tends to kitten lick - at least for Timmy. Timothy is more refined about finding out where makes you feel best. Timmy would rather jump in, nuzzling and purring while lapping up the slick with such eagerness - It’d be cute if he also didn’t have a habit of kneading your thighs with his claws.
He’s the easiest to give a blowjob to! His cock is cute, the perfect girth but on the smaller side when compared to the rest of the objects, but curved in a way that hits just the right spot. He- No matter if it’s Timmy or Timothy- will grip your hair, trying so hard to be good and not just hump away at your warm mouth. His thighs’ll twitch, and you’ll be able to hear a lot of purring if you hold onto his frantic tail.
Mateo Manta x Hypersexual!Reader
TW: Hypersexuality, Overstimulation, Riding, Crying during sex, Mateo doesn't know how to help, SUPER SHORT.
A/N: Sorry this is so short!! I was really at a lost for words today. I researched as much as i could about hypersexuality, so hopefully I portrayed it as best as I can. Thanks for requesting! ❤︎ ya!
This was your fourth round.
Mateo played under you, helpless and overstimulated. He clutched at the sheets beneath him like a life line.
His still hard cock scrapped against your walls with every thrust, tip beating against your cervix and further edging him.
You, on the other hand, barely broke a sweat. Your hips never stuttered, bouncing on his still hard cock like there was no tomorrow.
Tears streamed down your cheeks like rivers. You’re overstimulated as well, but you seem to like the painful feel of it. You like the sting it brings your body.
Your legs never tired either. They continued in their movement as if you’re running a marathon. Your hands gripped the bed’s head bored tightly, like if you let go, everything will disappear.
Sex was like an on and off addiction to you. Sometimes, like right now, you’d fuck for hours without stopping. Without a break.
And other times you’d be repulsed at the slightest mention of it, not having sex for weeks. Hell, not even letting him touch you during those episodes.
Honestly, Mateo didn’t know what to do. Should he ask you about it? Or maybe suggest some sort of therapy? How should’ve he help? How could he help?
He was undecided. But the one thing he did know, was that he’ll support you no matter what you decide to do.
Even if it means he’s getting ridden for hours on end, and than blue-balled next week.
Well I know more about myself now at least. What I've learnt is that I will pay real world money for you to write that catboy, computer or light getting fucking railed by a muscular/strong woman but sadly I don't know how to do that so instead I get on my knees and beg (politely) that you could write my humble request
AS LONG as it’s humble.. and catboys!! /j
Timmy In Heat w/ Strong Homeowner
warnings; nsfw/18+, femdom, TIMMY IN HEAT, my unhealthy obsession with cat femboys, slight dacryphilia?, strapon, degradation, praise
Timmy lets our an almost inhuman squeal from on top of you, sweating profusely despite being undressed. His cute ears are twitching, eyes glazed over as he bounces clumsily on the fat, lubed-up dildo attached to your harness. “Nya- mm, ngh!”
You grin up at Timmy’s cockdrunk face, sliding one of your hands from his trembling thighs to behind him, wrapping his tail around your palm and giving it a tug. “Such a pervert, aren’t you? You know this isn’t even a real cock, but you’re desperate for it, aren’t you?” You tug the furry tail again, feeling accomplished when Timmy cries out. “Ma- Master is being mean to Timmy, nya!”
You snicker, bucking your hips, forcing the strap to glide deeper inside his stretched hole, “‘Mean’? I think I’m being nicer than what you deserve, kitty. How am I supposed to react when I come in my room and see you drooling and fingering yourself-“ The hand that was previously left on his thigh slides to grip his ass, bouncing him harder on your cock, “- Sadly, might I add. You couldn’t make yourself cum if you gave it your all, could you?” Timmy makes a noise kin to a sob, “No! Tim- Timmy couldn’t!”
You’d came home from work, already irritated from being made to stay almost 4 hours after you were supposed to be let go. You’d already known about Timmy’s impending heat (hell for him, but absolute heaven for you), but when you’d actually came home; Timmy was nearly swaddled in your bed, purring and crying loudly as one hand of his was stroking his twitching cock, the other behind him, pumping three whole fingers in and out sloppily. Your room was a mess, clothes strewn about, and lube sticking to your sheets - Just another reason to be mad, but later. No use in being mad when the only thing he can understand it needing to be full.
“Please, master, please, please-“ Timmy continues babbling, drool falling from his lip, bitten and kiss-swollen. He only manages to stop when you grab where the fats of his ass meet his thighs, stopping him from riding the fake cock anymore, crying out loudly, “Nonono- no, master!”
“Shush, I promise you’re not being deprived of cock.” You mutter sarcastically, biting back a mean laugh as you manhandle his smaller body off the strap. You switch positions, putting him on his back before pushing both his legs together and hooking them over your shoulder, using your spare hand to grab the wet, sloppy dildo and pushing it against his stretched rim.
This time, you can’t help but laugh at his pleading whimpers - The twitching ears, the glassy eyes, the flushed, utterly pathetic and animalistic need written all over him. “You just need some cock in your ass, don’t you? Is it really your heat making you like this, or are you naturally this much of a slut?” Timmy hiccups loudly, “Please, Master, I can’t…”
With that, you push the full thickness of the hot pink dick inside, causing a strangled sound to escape him. Timmy cries out as you start a brutal pace, deep but quick thrusts, bullying his poor prostate until he’s a boneless mess, melting into the mattress. You can feel a layer of sweat gathering over your skin, biting the inside of your cheek as you focus intensely on his fucked-out face.
“That’s right,” You purr, rolling your hips and making, “I want you to cream all over. You’re gonna do it, aren’t you, kitty?” Timmy’s ears twitch, whimpering soft as he nods. You were looking for a verbal response, but the poor thing already looks like he’s about to sob, so you decide to have some semblance of mercy. You use on arm to keep his legs up and over your shoulder before spitting in your free hand, pumping his sensitive cock harshly. “Good boy- Such a perfect boy, now fucking cum.”
You can’t feel how hard his walls clench around the fake cock, but seeing him arch his back and cry so loudly as he paints his stomach white makes you groan all the same, rutting into him like an animal. Fitting, for the situation. Timmy blubbers as his legs tense, trying to push you away instinctively, his hands trying to grab the hand stroking his softened cock. You smack his hands away before continuing with an almost evil glint in your eyes, “Come on, you got a few more you can give me, right? I know you can..”
Timmy hiccups, still twitching as sparks of pleasure turn almost unbearable, “Ma- masterrr..!”