I have a go-to horny fic on AO3 that details what the brothers masturbate to but I have never been able to find anything else like it. So I give you my ask:
Can you do another series (lol as if you dont have like 4 going on at once rn) of what the brothers (plus Sim, Barb, and Dia) masturbate to? Like fantasies they have about Mc.
Or if thats too much (I know I'm a lot lol) can you just do some headcannons? >:3 tyty!
I am still cackling over the fact that you were just waiting for me to open my requests to send me this. Literally recieved it a minute after I opened requests.
I think I know which series you're talking about! It is pretty damn good but I've also not seen anything quite like it. I would be honored to take on the request and make it more of a short fic series, but it may be a while before I do that. For now, let me offer you some headcanons to satiate the horny need. 🤣
Masturbation Headcanons
Fandom: Obey Me!
Genre: SMUT, 18+
Written for GN!Mc (if genitals are mentioned i will describe both)
Cw: masturbation is the overall theme here, but there's details related to sexual fantasy, including kink (bondage, exhibitionism, praise, body worship, S&M, degredation, cuckholding, size, corruption, mutual masturbation, impact play, role playing, hairpulling), oral sex (facefucking, both swallowing and spitting), unprotected sex (finishing inside), panty stealing, group sex, anal, use of toys (vibrators, cock rings, anal plugs, etc), mentions of pornography.
Here's a link to the series I'm doing based off this ask
MINORS PLEASE DONT INTERACT.
Let's change up the order for once, shall we?
Solomon 💋
He usually doesn't have time to jerk off all that often- or rather, he doesn't put forth the effort into making time for it on a regular basis....but when he does he goes all out
He will often use magic to conjur up metaphysical hands and holes to do the work for him.
Not that he would be opposed to a good old-fashioned jerk, its just easier to engage in his fantasies this way.
He often will fantsize about a threesome with You and Asmodeus where he exhibits most of the control.
He would probably enjoy having you and Asmo service him at the same time, tongues lapping desperately around his cock as you fight for his praise.
Or maybe he would imagine taking you doggy style while Asmo is forced to wait his turn while watching, then switching places with Asmo and watching him rail you in whatever position he can think of.
He likes a good mixture of having gratifying power and being out of control.
Each session leaves him feeling satiated, but oddly empty- and he knows some day he will actually have to make this fantasy come true.
Simeon 💋
Another individual who doesn't necessarily indulge in himself very often, mostly due to lust being a sin that is forbidden for him.
However, after he meets you, all bets are off as he finds his hands trailing south more and more often when his mind is wandering
Because of the shame he likely experiences as a result of masturbating, he will likely do it only when he has ensured privacy- like in the bath or the shower
Which isn't necessarily a problem for him, as he often likes imagining you're bathing with him.
His thoughts usually start off mild- where he just imagines you two washing each other. He especially likes the image of his hands exploring the curvature of your hips and yours tracing over his pectorals.
After he really gets turned on though...
He can get very aggressive if he really let's himself loose, and that bleeds into his fantasies. During these fantasies, he often imagines fucking your face, grasping your hair firmly in his hands while he thrusts wildly into your throat. His movements are wild and erratic- often producing some small amounts of pain that twist with the pleasure.
If he's in the mood for something softer, he will imagine you touching yourself while he does the same, really relishing in how closely he gets to observe you work yourself over while he slowly pumps his own cock in rhythm to your movements.
He often likes to imagine painting your face and body in his cum, finding it spurring him on in riding out his orgasm as your imaginary form licks your lips eagerly.
Afterwards, he will feel extremely guilty, and may struggle to look you in the eye the next time you see him.
Belphegor 💋
Belphie gets himself off more often than he'd ever admit, but usually its during sleep. It typically occurs a few times per week, give or take depending on his stress level.
His dreams are so vivid and realistic, especially the sexual ones. He often doesn't even need to touch himself at all in order to cum- but sometimes he will subconsciously stroke his dick.
He's a lazy bastard, so he often imagines you fully doing most of the work.
Typically he imagines you starting with a strip tease while he watches on, his election growing fuller with each sway or snap of your hips as your clothes are discarded.
Then he would imagine you working him over with your hands, and then your mouth, and then easing yourself onto his throbbing cock.
And at this point, he's probably cum a few times. Belphie's got wild stamina and can last quite a few rounds.
If you have breasts, he will enjoy imagining you fondle them roughly.
The only thing he will do is play with you while you ride him...(a) rubbing tight, quick circles on your clit as you bounce on his length // (b) stroking your cock rigerously as you bounce on his length.
He loves imagining you worshiping his body and how good it feels to fuck him, and if he gets enough of that praise he may not be able to get it out of his head after he wakes up.
Sometimes he will need to get himself off again when he wakes up because the releases he got during his slumber just weren't enough. Usually, he'll go to using a toy (usually a vibrating cock ring) to do the trick.
Beelzebub 💋
Beelzebub probably masturbates a decent amount, given how much adrenaline he has going through him on a regular basis.
He has definitely popped a boner during his weight training on more than one occasion, maybe due to the fact that he usually jerks off after a work out.
Before meeting you, he usually just got off as a form of loosening up his muscles and coming down off of the adrenaline high without any real "fantasies" to go along with them.
After meeting you though, he began jerking off more to thoughts of you.
At first, he was a bit sheepish about it, and would just get off to images of your nude boy- always in more natural and mundane positions. Whether it be you bending over in front of him, lying down with your legs spread,, or just stretching.
As time went on though, he really found a niche fantasy that is his go-to for times where he's masturbating in a more indulgent way.
He imagines fucking you missionary at a slow, sensual pace, enjoying watching you take his size so well. He likes to hear you tell him how good he makes you feel , and praising him for his skill in love-making.
The fantasy always ends with him kissing you passionately as he cums inside, filling you up to the point where your combined fluids overflow out of you.
Because he often makes a mess of himself, he usually prefers masturbating in the shower, but will often find himself indulging in his burning desires in the middle of the night after he wakes up from a suggestive dream.
Asmodeus 💋
It goes without saying that Asmo masturbates quite a bit. And while he does seek out sexual partners more than any one, sometimes only he knows how to please himself best.
He doesn't have a specific pattern, its kind of whenever the need pops up. Sometimes he masturbates more than 5 seperate times in a day depending on how bad the lust is at any given time.
He prefers being able to really set the mood- lighting candles, laying out various toys to use, putting on mood music or a favorite porn video, etc.
After meeting you, his fantasies will pretty much exclusively involve you, and the content will often depend on his mood.
If he's feeling more submissive and masochistic, he likes to imagine you as a dominatrix- dressed in a tight leather suit with sharp heels. He especially loves fantasizing about you tying him up, calling im a whore, spitting on him, using impact tools, etc. Often the fantasy ends in you taking him in your hand and finishing him off, not even giving him the satisfaction of being fucked. He tries to simulate it as best he can, using whatever tools and magic he can to get himself off while being bound, and often times finds himself cumming very, very quickly.
If he's feeling more dominant and soft, he loves imagining taking his time exploring your body, giving you the most euphoric sex you'd probably ever experienced. He'd imagine drawing orgasm after orgasm out of you, absolutely worshiping your body at every step of the way. He finds this fantasy harder to simulate, and this one often requires him to really immerse himself in his mind while he slowly pumps his cock to the lewd sounds he imagines you'd make.
He has absolutely had more than just these two scenarios happen, but these tend to be the most commonly experienced fantasies he has.
Frankly, I dont think there isn't a single thing Asmo hasn't fantasized about in relation to you.
Satan 💋
Satan is another who probably doesn't get off all too often, but there would be the occasional sex scene in one of his novels that would really get him in the mood.
Often times he reads smut in the form of dirty romance novellas while jerking off, finding it often way more tasteful than porn- especially because he's a cheesy romance lover at heart.
After meeting you, his habits don't really change at all except for the fact that he imagines both you and him in the scenarios of the smut he reads now, rather than just reading it and imagining the characters.
The only other addition to his masturbation routine is a cock sleeve, which he will use and imagine that his thrusting into you instead of his hand- it adds to the fantasy.
He will often start off slow, really easing himself into the setting and the environment the story displays. Immersion is important to him, so he often takes time picking out the smut he reads.
Satan usually jerks off in his bed, feeling its usually be the best setting to feel immersed.
Again, he likes very intimate and romantic stories, so if he gets something too raunchy or aggressive by accident, he may stop in the middle of jerking off and take some time to find a different book/fic (often painfully hard and annoyed while he does so). Satan really loves to imagine sweeping you off your feet, so he won't settle for any less than that.
He will sometimes switch it up when he is in the mood to bottom or if he's bored of his typical habit. The only other toy that he owns is an anal plug, and he often uses it while stroking his cock to thoughts of you fucking him in the ass in the same sensual way he would fuck you.
While Satan doesn't do the latter often, he cant help but notice he cums a little harder during these jerk-sessions.
Leviathan 💋
He probably masturbates more than most of his brothers, except Asmo and Mammon- but he watches so many different types of anime and plays so many different games you cannot convince me that he's gone through all of them without any period of feeling aroused.
Levi owns a few different types of pornography in the form of games and movies/videos, as well as various smutty Mangas (he keeps them in a locked cabinet though, of course).
Levi always feels guilty when he's watching something dirty and his thoughts shift to you, often producing visuals of you in the same circumstances of what he's watching.
His favorite fantasies of you involve him being in control, but he knows that they're not realistic. He's too embarrassed to ever take the reins on anything like that, but that's why its called a fantasy, right?
He loves to imagine you in various different fantasy settings...such as in a mideavel setting where you're a captured princess and he's a knight who comes to save you. His reward would be a night of passionate lovemaking, where he would bend you in any position he could, cumming multiple times within both the fantasy and in real life.
Levi also loves imagining you in different outfits and lingerie, sometimes even drawing you in the outfits he imagines. He keeps them in a special sketch book (stained from impatience after being too turned on by his artwork) that is locked away in the cabinet with the rest of his sexual belongings.
Levi has a few different toys- his favorite being a particualr cocksleeve because its color reminds him of your favorite outfit.
In addition to the fantasy, he also gets off on the idea of you walking in on him and finding him right in the middle of jerking off. Something about it adds an edge of excitement, though he would never actually leve his door unlocked for fear that Mammon or one of his other brothers would barge right in.
Mammon 💋
Mammon masturbates about once per day, give or take- which is more than any of his brothers except Asmo. Usually its right before bed, when his thoughts are bouncing all over the place.
Sometimes its a distraction for the more negative thoughts he experiences, other times its because his thoughts have turned sexual faster than he can realize.
After meeting you, the latter happens way more often.
Mammon really likes porn, often finding that his thoughts- if left unguided- kind of go all over the place, and he distracts himself too easily. Having the video as a guide helps him center himself in his fantasies, though he is very particular about what type of porn he watches.
Hes not as picky as Satan, but he has particular genre that he likes- and that's corruption kink porn. Something about the loss of innocence really turns him on.
In line with this, Mammon developed a particularly bad habit that he would be completely devastated by if you ever caught him. That being- he will occasionally steal underwear from you to use as the object of his jerk-sessions.
He hates that he needs them to finish himself off, but he can't help but completely melt in the moment when he wraps the underwear around his cock as he strokes, the scent of you on him making him so much more aroused than ever before. He would make sure to clean them thoroughly if he returns them...which thus far he hasn't done.
Mammon owns a few vibrators and an anal plug that he will sometimes use when he jerks off, but often times he forgets that he has them until he's nearly shooting ropes all over himself.
Mammon prefers jerking off in bed, as it always gives him the option to throw a blanket over himself if someone tries to interupt- which is often because he's pretty damn loud. Sometimes he puts Asmo to shame with how loud his moans are.
Lucifer 💋
Another one who doesn't masturbate too often, but it does occur more than he would ever care to admit- particularly after meeting you.
Lucifer often finds himself masturbating most often in his study, given its where he has the most privacy if you're not there with him, but its not what he'd prefer. He would ideally like to jerk off in bed, where he can just fall asleep right after finishing.
But for some reason, he's gotten into the nasty habit of feeling overwhelmed with paperwork, taking a break, letting his mind wander too much, and then being thrown into a fantasy of bending you over his desk.
He tries to ignore it and go back to work, but he ultimately just can't resist taking his cock out and stroking it hard and fast until he makes a mess of himself.
It doesn't help having you closer to him now than ever before. Any time you approach him when he's trying to push back the images of you begging him to fuck you, he often snaps at you. He doesn't mean it, he's just so painfully erect and would be a complete pitiful mess if you found out about it.
Sometimes he wonders what you would do if you ever caught him jerking off so aggressively, and that will sometimes feed into his fantasy. He sometimes puts a spell on his office door so that only you may enter, it being locked to all others- especially if he's feeling bold.
He loves imagining you worshiping his body and praising his sexual prowess, the thoughts often making him handle himself rougher as he approaches an orgasm
In turn, he imagines how beautiful your body would look, and how you would display it for him. He loves imagining you in lingerie, and he loves imagining tearing it off of you. He would worship your body in turn, telling you how beautiful you are as he thrusts wildly into you. He doesn't really have a go-to fantasy that he particularly enjoys, though these features are typically present.
Hes taken to keeping a spare garbage can and a few extra sets of clothes in his office just in case the mess is too much...because there have been times where he was questioned about where his shirt went during one of your check-ins on him during a particularly late night of work.
Diavolo 💋
Diavolo doesn't really masturbate much, though partially this is because he always runs the risk of being walked in on by one of the little Ds or Barbatos at any time.
That doesn't mean he doesn't feel the desire to do it though. If he could, he would be jerking off as often as Mammon is. He typically only finds the right amount of privacy when he's showering, or in the dead of night when everyone else is asleep and the castle is still...
Though he still needs to be cautious. If he makes too loud of a sound, he runs the risk of being walked in on to ensure his safety. He often needs to gag himself or cover his mouth to prevent this. He can be quite loud, especially when he cums.
He often likes to fantasize you riding him, and enjoys imagining the difficulty you have trying to accommodate his size. Obviously he's not so big that you can't take him...but the initial strain really spurs him on.
Diavolo doesn't own any toys due to the fact that they would be easily found by someone, and he wants to spare them and himself the embarrassment. However, he often fantasizes about using various toys. He melts at the idea of having anal beads ora dildo used on him, and he nearly cums on the spot when imagining a remote-controlled vibrator used on you.
Diavolo is also fond of the idea of bondage, and also fantasizes about binding you, or having you bind him, and then having whoever in control use the other to their desires. He loves imagining you in strappy leather attire that barely covers your delicate parts.
Given his status, he's limited in his ability to have sexual partners, so he can't just go pick someone up from the club like Asmo can. But with you...well, there's a chance- if you'd give it to him...
Barbatos 💋
Barbatos honestly doesn't really see the appeal in masturbation. He mostly understood it as a natural biological urge that could be ignored with sheer willpower, and treated it as such.
That is...until you came along, and now he's getting painful erections left and right that ache until he takes care of them.
On one hand, its a huge nuisance. Typically it only happens when you've been around the castle a lot, and you've been occupying every inch of his thoughts.
But on the other hand...he's actually found he is less stressed these days with how much masturbating helps ease his muscle tension. He still doesn't do it often, but does find himself indulging if he's had an especially stressful day.
His go-to fantasy is usually having you go down on him while he works in the kitchen or kneeling in front of him while he sits and pours himself some tea during a break.
Unlike Simeon, he let's you work with him as you like, finding that having a lack of control over your actions is oddly soothing. Often times he imagines you massaging his thighs as you suck him off, trying your best to get him to relax into your touch.
When Barbatos is close to cumming, he likes to imagine you pulling away and holding your mouth open with your tongue out. Barbatos loves watching as you eagerly await his seed as he finishes into your mouth.
He doesn't care whether you swallow or spit, instead having preference for imagining you cleaning everything off and adjusting his clothes so it was as if nothing happened.
Something about being taken care of in that way sends shivers down his spine.
Yanderes who can’t get enough of you on their tongue. Who growl and pant and grit their teeth because they want to get their tongue deeper or have you in their throat. Want to drain you of every drop and then some, and go insane if they can’t have even a lick.
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cont. of sex pollen/fuck or die. noncon.
The fever pitch keeps rising.
Sweat keeps your bodies slick, sliding across each other as Iida trusts into you, again and again. There's no purchase for your fingers to find, no grip for you to fight with.
No, that you want to fight it. Not anymore.
"Mm. Mm. Mm." The sound escapes you every time his hips slap against yours. He doesn't fuck you like your boyfriend does, soft and loving and caring. No, it's rough and staccatoed, forceful in the way that takes your breath away. You run your fingers through the crop of his hair, short hairs rough against your palm.
"Needed this," Iida pants. "Needed you."
Your body quivers with it, tense and tight with want. The thickness of his cock hurts, but your pussy keeps dripping, keeps pulsing-
"I think about you when I'm alone," Hr speaks into your mouth. "Every time I cum, it's for you. I can't help it, I can't help it-"
Your teeth catch his lip and close-- hard. He whines at the contact, but doesn't pull away. Blood blossoms on your tongue and the taste rings through your, hazing your thoughts even more.
You should yell or scream or remind him that you have a boyfriend.
Instead, you wrap your arms around him and dig your nails in, pulling his body right into yours.
"Cum for me," you beg. "Fuck, cum for me."
And he does. It's brutally hot, seated so deep inside you that you can feel it burn behind your belly button. Each pulse feels like too much, too much, too much, dripping and sliding and roasting--
The string inside you breaks and you cum, so hard that it rips the air from your lungs.
"Oh, god, oh, shit, oh-" You're so dizzy you can barely hear him, so high that you can't understand-- "You cum so pretty, cum so good. "
His hand fumble at your shoulders, trying to prop himself for leverage-
it's late when he stumbles through the door, mask pulled off and uniform half undone. The shin plate clatters against the floor, skittering away across the tile as he staggers in. The way he's hunched over himself, gripping his middle in agony, sets your teeth on edge.
"Iida." Your chair falls over as you spring to your feet. You don't know what to do- you're just a secretary. All of the real heroes left hours ago. "Are you hurt?"
Sweat is dripping from his brow as he rips off more of his uniform. He's down to the undershirt, the vascularity of his arms more visible than usual, shined.
"What happened?" You're at his side. Heat radiates from his skin, unnaturally so. There's a strange shimmer in his eyes, something pink and glossy and unending. His pupils are wide, so dilated he has to look over his glasses to try as see you. "Who do I call?"
"Quirk," he rasps, breathless. There's a fine mist of a blue splatter across his cheeks, neon and almost pulsating with color. It's the same color as his irises, which you could have sworn were red- "It's- it's got me--I'm boiling--"
"I'll call Shouto-" you spin off your heel-
-but are stopped by a hand gripping your forearm, so strong and forceful that it nearly knocks you off of your feet.
"Iida?"
He looms. You had forgotten how wide his frame is, how muscular he really is. Fear flashes over you like an icy wave; you know Iida and this isn't him.
"You smell-" He exhales every word. "So fucking good."
Iida sounds drunk when he says it, head tilting to the side in anguish.
"Why do you smell so good?" His voice rolls with grit as he reaches for you with his other hand. You pull back, feet firm in the ground, but can't make enough distance. His hand makes contact with your cheek and softens, caressing with burning, dripping hands.
"Iida, you're burning up-"
"You're-- always so pretty." He doesn't seem to hear you. "Always so sweet. I- you smell so good."
The way he's sweating is unnatural. You're worried his brain is overheating or he'll die of dehydration, but all Iida does is tug you closer, closer-
"Do you feel it?' he pleads. "God, please, please tell me you want it too."
Your heart is pounding into your ribs as his grip grows suddenly strong. He tugs you in by the back of your neck, hunching over to press his forehead against yours. The warmth of his skin and breath are almost painful, like the moisture on his skin is near boiling.
"You're sick."
"Kiss me," he begs. "I need-- I need--"
His lips meet yours with an almost painful force. You gasp in shock and he misunderstands; Iida moans into the contact, tongue dipping into your mouth. He tastes sweet, unusually so, like apricots and cotton candy, so saccharine that it fizzles and burns on your tongue.
You try and push away once, then feebily a second time. No, it isn't just burning on your tongue. It's itching the back of your throat and your lips, creeping down your chest until your whole rib cage blossoms with fire-
Iida is still kissing you, his hands wandering down your body with a forcefullness that surprises you. The way he gropes your tits is mean, ruthless---
And it makes your brain go haywire.
The both of you are somehow on the floor now, his broad form pinning you flat. His spit is rubbed across your face, his eyes are so blown out you can barely make out that neon blue-
The blue on his face, you realize. It must be the cause of this-- it got into his mouth and now it's in yours. He was exposed before you and you're already losing it-- you can't imagine the agony of it getting worse. Your body is already getting damp, including-
"Fuck, your pussy is dripping-" Iida never curses, but now he's practically shouting it. "I can smell it, I can fucking smell it."
His fingers have lost their dexterity. He can barely shimmy your pants over your hips, let alone up button them. The air seems thicker now - you have to suck in each breath purposefully - and it's marred with the scent of him.
"Gonna fuck you." He grits through his teeth, pulling out his cock. It's swollen and almost red, weeping from the top like he's already cumming. "Gonna fuck you whether you want to or not."
The primal part of your mind screams for it. You need it. You need it-
"We shouldn't-" you say with the last of your will, even as your brain spread your legs for him.
"Have to," His grip on the base of his cock is strangling. "Have to--"
I have this fully realized iida and spollen reader scene in my head. standing in the same room where it happened a month later. it's the first time they've been alone since.
shouto's okay with what happened. he's forgiven you. sex with him is supposed to erase iida's touch but...
You're more dissatisfied with your sex life than ever.
The two of you look at each other.
"How are-"
"Are you-?"
You talk over each other, then pause. You try to miss how he watches your lips when he speaks, with those pretty, deep red eyes you always knew were there.
"You go."
Iida clears his throat and adjusts his glasses. He looks the same as ever, but there's something about him that's changed for you, something that catches in your throat.
"How are you?" he tries. His own voice is wavering.
"Good! Good." You scuff your foot against the tile. "I'm good."
"That's..." he hesitates. "Good."
The air between you has changed. There's tension, weight.
"You?"
"Me? Oh. Better." Iida adjusts his glasses again. "Still a little-"
"Sore?" you interrupt. "Me too."
Your heart is beating hard, not out of fear. You should be afraid of him, how he overpowered you-
"I was going to say embarrassed," he said. "You're sore?"
Sore because of you. Aching because of the way you handled me, the way you fucked me so good-
"Only a little."
Iida sighs. "I'm so incredibly sorry."
"I know. It's okay." You step forward. He smells good. Not as good as he did while you were under, but still good. "You wouldn't have done it if it wasn't for the quirk."
Shouto doesn't make you cum. It's not because he doesn't try, you just...
"Of course not," Iida breathes. "I would never..."
The quirk made you cum. Not Iida. It wasn't because of him.
"It was a fluke."
Iida steps forward. The gap between you is barely a desk wide.
He wouldn't be able to make you cum again.
"It'll never happen again," he agrees.
The first breath, you look at each other. The second. his gaze softens, falling down to your lips one last time. The third breath can barely escape before he's on you, lips against your neck, hands tangled in your hair. It's brutal and confusing and intoxicating, like you're affected once again, but you can't help but kiss him back, holding him tighter.
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