Itâs difficult to study when thoughts of him fill his mind. How frustrating...
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Itâs difficult to study when thoughts of him fill his mind. How frustrating...
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The sight of Akiraâs claws and the sound of the fabric ripping effortlessly... Ryo swallowed nervously. âListen, Akira... I do not experience desire in the same way that you do. Especially not now that youâre a demon. Itâs not something that I need. Something Iâd go crazy without. Iâm fine as I am...â Not that this wasnât incredibly tempting. He could hardly sit still, watching him.
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Somehow, he didnât expect to be choked. This situation would be arousing if it wasnât so sad. As soon as he noticed Akiraâs tears, he reached up to his face, wiping his tears, consoling him. âA-Akira⊠Donât cry. Itâll be okay⊠Iâm sorry.â This was in part his fault, wasnât it?
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As soon as he was released and able to breathe again, he opted to leave a kiss on the side of the demonâs mouth. He wasnât sure what else to do, in order to ensure Akira knew that he cared about him. It wasnât as though he had done such a good job earlier in the night.
Ah... What a large beast. It was too late to marvel at something like this. Ryo had gotten himself into a horrid situation and there was no escaping it now. His fascination did not completely waver, but... there was the smallest hint of fear...
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Akira wasnât too sure if his friend could handle it and it broke his heart to see that this was how it was going to be. In one day, he was both rejected and was to force himself on someone he cared about, thus, even if the professor said it was going to be alright, tears began to stream down the fiendish manâs features. It was all so painful for him and no pride was going to save him from this anguish.
Despite the obvious distress, he was still instinct-driven and slave to his own urges. Unfortunately for Ryo, he was shoved against the wall by the throat before they could even reach the room. As he had him pinned down with one hand, the other went to rip the white garments with a forceful yank.Â
Still, Akira sobbed.
Somehow, he didnât expect to be choked. This situation would be arousing if it wasnât so sad. As soon as he noticed Akiraâs tears, he reached up to his face, wiping his tears, consoling him. âA-Akira... Donât cry. Itâll be okay... Iâm sorry.â This was in part his fault, wasnât it?
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Akira only responded with a strange guttural sound as he remained still, somehow capable to exert a small amount of control. Though, he really wanted to rip those expensive clothes off the professor and force himself on him.Â
There were no words that came out, only long strings of drool and loud huffed breaths. Alas, thoughts were difficult to form as he was shifting into a feral state of mind. He seemed to mindlessly follow, groaning a few times as he was dragged. âR-RyoâŠâ He managed to mumble.Â
Ryo squeezed his hand reassuringly. âAkira... Itâll be alright. Iâll take care of you, okay?â A brief question of morality arises, but he brushes it off. Akira would do awful things on Amonâs behalf, and no one could really stop that. It would be better if some nobody was killed or defiled rather than Ryo, but he was feeling particularly- merciful? If he became too concerned for Akiraâs wellbeing, then... maybe heâd be able to calm him down before anything terrible happened.
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Even if the other insisted, Akira wasnât entirely convinced and Ryoâs words only furthered his beliefs that this felt wrong. He didnât want to treat his friend like he was just a hole for him to fuck- he didnât want him to feel like he was an objectâŠ
What the professor didnât understand was the jock preferred to be gentle at first and it wasnât because he was holding himself back, but because he wanted it to be this way. He could say he didnât mind, but Akira thought he would mind when seven and a half inches of man-meat was to pound him relentlessly.
As for now, the half-breed was struggling with control as drool began to seem through his fingers. Soon enough, Akiraâs eye whitened and he turned around to shamble his way back to the living room. His keys fell to the floor with a soft clang sound and there was a moment where he stood there, panting like a wild beast and eyeing the blond like he was some piece of meat.
âAkira?â He looked up with surprise, standing up from the couch immediately and running to his side. âAre you alright? I told you this might happen...â Ryo looked on him with concern and touched his cheeks and his shoulders. He knew very well that this was dangerous, but he cared about him, he trusted him.
âLetâs go to the bedroom, okay?â He took his wrist and guided him along.
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Akira stopped and felt the keys in his hand, making them jingle softly. A soft sigh parted his lips- âI want to be myself and not be controlled by the demon inside or my urges⊠and I donât want to hurt you or send you to the E.R.â He frowned once more, not yet taking his gaze off the exit- âRyo⊠itâs kind of concerning that youâre so neglectful of yourself like that⊠Youâre important too, you know? Especially for me! You might not care about what happens to you, but I do. And I not going to stop caring about you and your wellbeing. â His hands turned to fists as he swallowed his emotions back down and gave a soft rumbling sound instead of allowing them to erupt.Â
However, it was making him stall and with what just happened between them, his urges were now stronger than ever- âI have to go. If I stay I might hurt you.â His time was counted and he could feel his blood boiling, his vision already wavering. âYeah⊠Iâll text you if thereâs somethingâŠâ The half-demon only had time to reach the corridor that he had to stop and put a hand against the wall. He needed to take a moment to focus, his breath becoming hoarse and somewhat labored.
âIâd be okay,â he insisted. â...â Akira really cared about him so much, didnât he? Odd. Convenient, but odd. â...I suppose, if I had been in your situation- I may act similarly, because I wouldnât hurt you. In my eyes, I was only trying to do you a favor. A living, breathing person that you could do whatever you wished with. I donât aim to die, but... I can handle a bit of pain, in the name of research or protecting you.â
âI wouldnât mind.â Ryo canât help but repeat himself. âTake care. Iâll be waiting for you.â
Itâs all fun in games until a human starts a relationship with an immortal being.Â
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Confusion was transpired, but he sat back and retreated his hands as requested. âI do want it badly? I just have a short moment at the beginning where I can actually prep you. You canât take me right away, Ryo, itâll hurt way too much and I donât want to tear youâŠâ He said with a frown as he was well endowed, a lot more than the average man. âI⊠wasnât pretendingâŠ?â
He blinked at the notion and then felt like heâs been hit in the heart with a spear. The jock lowered his gaze, thinking that he shouldnât have said any of this and shouldnât have insinuated anything when it wasnât shared. Essentially, his fear of Ryo not reciprocating was the reason he never really made a move.
ââŠSorry⊠I shouldnât have said anything⊠this was a bad idea anyway.â He said while standing from the couch and grabbing his keys from the coffee table.
âI donât care what happens to me. How many times do I have to tell you? I want you to be free here. I donât want you to be careful. I donât want you to be gentle.â
âYouâre leaving?â He sat up. As much as he claimed not to love him, he sure was rather concerned and protective of him. âWell... I suppose strangers suit you best.â Ryo sighed. âA relationship would ruin you with this sort of secret.â
â...Stay safe. Let me know if you need any money or weapons, okay?â
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Akira kept a frown to his face, why was Ryo saying all that? Was he really that bad of a pervert that it made him think that way? It concerned the half-breed some, causing him to pause his actions. âYouâre assuming a lot of things, Ryo⊠Gender never mattered to me and I donât see people like walking holes, itâs just the demon inside that thinks that.â He shook his head lightly and chuckled.
âYou almost sound like you want me to be rough with you.â He paused with a smirk and gave another kiss to Ryoâs hip. âBe patient. Iâll get to it when I know youâre ready⊠but first- Iâll need lube. You have that right?â He inquired before leaning over the blondâs groin and giving his member a few languid licks. âBesides- itâs way easier to relax if youâre aroused.â
âRight...â He sighed and shook his head. Akira was not a demon, he was a devilman. His human heart was strong, stronger than he could ever predict.
âDo I? Wherever did you get that idea?â Ryo huffed. He quickly became disinterested, and grabbed Akiraâs wrist. âStop. I donât want to do this anymore. You clearly donât want it that bad, anyway.â
He reached for his clothes to get dressed. âIâll give you what you want, but this isnât what I want. Giving it up to you on the basis of caring for you- and all you want to do is pretend to love me.â
âYou donât love me. I donât love you. Even you should be smart enough to know the difference between sex and love...â
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âAhh... nn...â The sensations grew. The biting was particularly arousing. âDonât be ridiculous. Youâd at least prefer a woman, wouldnât you? Or does it matter? As long as thereâs holes to fill.â
This foreplay was agonizing. What was he trying to accomplish? âAh- Stop. Forget about me. Satisfy your urges. Use me like a toy, Akira. Fuck me. Iâll be fine. I only want you to be sated. This isnât about love.â
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Akiraâs eyes widened at the laughter and he rose an eyebrow for as long as it took for the other to explain. What Ryo didnât know is that he actually had wanted this for a while, but didnât want to ask or initiate by fear it could ruin their friendship. âI know you arenât. I just⊠want to soak in the detailsâŠâ He admitted softly, pursing his lips in embarrassment. âAnd I donât want to be rough with you right away- even if you asked me to destroy you. I want to be sure youâre used to the roughness before I give any. Wouldnât want you to end up in the hospital.â A small smile tugged his lip corners as he went down on the professorâs chest.
With an intense gaze, his feverish mouth connected with one of his nipples, where he twirled his tongue, suckled and teased with his jagged teeth. Meanwhile, his hands worked their way downwards and began to undo Ryoâs pants.
âYou have so much control... Iâm sort of amazed. Are you learning?â He supposed it made no difference. Humans and demons alike would destroy the world, regardless of Akiraâs temperament.Â
âYou sound as if youâre in love with me.â Ryo turned his head, sinking into the couch. âHilarious... I bet youâre thinking about that Miki girl, arenât you? Youâd rather have sex with her.â
He arched his back at the sensation of Akiraâs mouth. Those teeth.
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Akira gave a pleased rumbling sound when he was stroked and even momentarily closed his eyes as if to show he really appreciated the touch. He thought that whores were much easier to deal with considering heâd never have to see them again or speak to them- not to mention that it was their job to service their customers and it made Akira feel less bad about the idea of having sex with someone.Â
However, As Ryo had a lewd choice of words, it practically triggered something feral within the Devilman and by consequence, his fur suddenly bristled. There was a moment of silence and hesitation before the half-demon rose and manhandled the other to lay onto his back. His gaze was much different and transpired hunger as he eyed Ryo much like prey. A soft guttural sound left him and he reached with his large hands to undo the buttons of his friendâs shirt.
Gradually, his form shifted and he decreased in size, making it easier for him to get the shirt open without tearing it. He gave the display an intense stare and then flicked his eyes upward to look at Ryo in the eyes for a split second. Then, his hands clamped to the otherâs frame with a certain sense of urgency and caressed in a near marveling fashion from his ribs to his hips.Â
âAh-â His eyes widen, pleased by the sudden initiative shown by the other. Akiraâs gaze was different, but... even now...Â
Ryo couldnât help but to start laughing, as rude as it was. âSo gentle!â It was as if he cared about Ryo or something. âYou can do better than that, donât you think? Iâm not fragile, Akira. I wonât break.â He couldnât imagine how this was going to go. It wasnât as all like he had imagined, and he felt that he was usually quite good at predicting the future.
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He pursed his lips as Ryo was practically scolding him. The half-demon let out a complaintive groan in response. âI can go through one day without it, Iâll just⊠be on edge until I get my âfixâ.â Funny that this was all kind of like a drug addiction.
âWell yeahâŠ?â He looked a bit confused as to why the blond didnât understand why it was awkward. âIt doesnât matter if she doesnât mind, itâs just weird. I donât want to do it with your secretary⊠every time Iâm around her itâs just really awkward and thatâs kind of a BIG turn-off. It just wonât work, RyoâŠâÂ
In other words- he wouldnât be able to get it up, to begin with, and wouldnât exactly enjoy it. It would feel wrong and he didnât exactly want to have a strange relationship with someone he spent a lot of time around. Plus, he thought she was better than thatâŠÂ âIâve always wanted to be close? Kind of hard to do when youâre overseas.â He said moments before sputtering. Akiraâs eyes went wide while a minute of silence followed. There was some consideration as the demonâs eyes softened a tad. âI donât want you to do this to yourself just because I have urges to deal with. I donât want to do this if itâs not something you want- otherwise, it just feels like Iâd be using you⊠itâs gross and I donât want that for you. I donât want it to be forcedâŠâ
âI donât want that for you.â He ran his fingers over Akiraâs sideburns. âThereâs no reason to make this any harder on yourself. The only time you should be âon edgeâ is when youâre maintaining your image for the public. Right now? You should be free.â
âAh... I see. Whores will have to do. Itâs a waste, but- for your comfort, I suppose it is worth the price.â
âWhat youâre saying is that you missed me?â Ryo chuckled. âI missed you, too,â he admitted. âI will be content to stay in Japan until every last demon is eradicated, at which point... I will likely have to change the focus on my research.â
âIt wonât be forced. You can do anything you want to me, Akira. Anything. I can handle it.â Personally, he had very little to no sexual experience. Normally, he had no desire for such things. The act of having sex with a demon would be incredibly dangerous and painful- Yet, nothing turned him on more than violence.
âIf nothing more... It will provide valuable information on the nature of demons. A firsthand account, if you will.â
âI want this,â he urged. âDestroy me, Akira.â
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âI get the urgency, but only focusing on that will make the both of us crazy.â He said with a sigh, which kind of sounded exasperated now that Ryo was talking about the offer to indulge with Jenny- âIt would be VERY awkward and I donât think I would be able to even look at her⊠Iâd rather do it with someone Iâm close to, someone Iâd never see again or a sex worker.â He gave a light shrug, his whitened gaze visibly lowering as he did felt awkward and perhaps a bit sheepish as he basically insinuated heâd do it with close friends.
-Which kind of included Ryo.
âAre you sureâŠ? You seemed like you wanted to spend some time together. It kind of worries me that youâd want to stay home- you sure everythingâs okay?â
âItâs not something easily contained, is it? Not something that you can ignore for too long. A day you said. And at that point- What? Youâd be absolutely insatiable? Is that really something worth risking?â
âYouâd be... embarrassed? Is that it? I canât imagine why. Itâs not that she minds. Sheâs my loyal secretary and sheâs very dedicated in helping us in whatever way we need.â
âI am fine. It just seemed that you wanted to be close with me as well...â
He sighed. âIf it must be someone youâre close to... then how about you do it with me?â
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âI kinda donât, you havenât really explained anything.â Though, Akira was kind of dull-minded and would probably have a hard time understanding whatever was explained to him. And now that he thought of it, he believed that the demon only really manifested in the form of urges as he couldnât sense the beingâs presence other than in the form of needs and raw emotions. âI donât know what Amon wants, I just like to be pettedâŠâ He said with a loud guttural groan, really enjoying the sensation.Â
The head-wings twitched and then he looked over his shoulder and back at the professor with a somewhat worried yet surprised stare. âFeeling sentimental now?â He teased with a slight smile. âI guess staying in for one night wouldnât hurt⊠I should be fine. Though- Iâll definitely need to go hunt tomorrow.â He wondered if his friend might need some sort of emotional support or something and just⊠wanted to be there for him, even if it was to prove difficult considering his own special needs. However, he was confident he could last.
âHavenât I? Itâs thanks to my research that we know anything about demons. Thatâs what this is all for, Akira.â
âThere must be different ways of satisfying your destructive urges. Donât you think? You refused my offer of having sex with Jenny before... I find it particularly strange. Most men find her rather attractive.â Not him, of course.
âThere have been some demons on my radar, so we can hunt if you would like to. I canât let these urges destroy you. I need you, Akira.â