➳request: Jealous Vox and Angel headcanons with an oblivious crush that can’t pick up on when they’re being hit on? I personally headcanon Vox as super possessive when he likes someone and Angel as fairly clingy himself. - anon
➳notes: Yes. I love me some jealousy hcs.
➳warnings/tw: jealousy/possessive warning (but not the bad, obsessive kind)
Alastor/Angel/Stella/Verosika with a werewolf sinner? I kinda think of slight beastly features in the day (dog-like ears and claw like hands), but the full moon and other special moons cause a full werewolf transformation.
They could be curious/unsure if their S/O exactly in control during these werewolf moments, or if being a full-on werewolf would spice things up in bed.
With a Werewolf Sinner S/O
Alastor
Now... Alastor was a man of eccentricities.
He was THE Radio demon after all.
So when you requested he stay in on the full moons, while simultaneously disappearing every time the moon did its best saucepan impression.
He didn't really mind the requests, he'd simply use the time to work on one of his hobbies or perhaps catch up on a book he'd been neglecting.
But well... if Alastor was one thing.
He was far too curious.
So, after yet another full moon came around, he decided to follow you. And yeah, you had told him to stay home during the full moon.
And while hed usually respect that request, he'd still end up following after you, his shadows making it easy to keep your scent.
He'd follow after you as you entered the, well, he was going to say the 'bad side of town', but, it's Hell, so it's all 'bad side'.
And so, he'd watch you walk to the top of a rather simple little building, the man staying out of sight as he watched you simply stand atop it's roof, watching the sky.
And upon the mergence of the full moon, well...
Thing changed.
Rapidly.
Your entire formed shifted into, well, a wolf.
It was truly something from a radio drama, your body bending and shifting till you resembled a great wolf-person.
Youd stand there, panting, the man absolutely in awe, watching your new imposing form standing there.
Though upon looking up, you'd take several deep sniffs, head snapping towards him.
Glowing eyes would stare at him, the man genuinely on edge.
It'd be less then a second.
You charging him. His shadows and powers simply knocked aside as you'd grab him, pinning him to the floor.
Now. Throughout your relationship, Hell, throughout his entire time in Hell, he'd never felt truly intimidated.
Well, there was that one time with Lucifer, but that didn't count.
But having you stood over him in that form, your form still yours, just drastically more animalistic.
Deadly.
Glowing eyes staring into his.
It was intimidating.
You stood over him, pinning him down with a singular powerful hand, hot animal breath hitting his face with each heavy breath.
Youd lean down, hot breath on his throat as your powerful maw hung over his painfully vulnerable throat.
But just before anything happened, suddenly you'd pause.
Pulling back slightly you'd take a sniff.
Followed by a second. Them a third.
Youd begin sniffing him, top to bottom.
Stuffing your nose into his chest you'd collapse atop him, breathing in his scent before you began licking him. Lapping at his kneck and face.
He'd take a minute, but he'd eventually get our from under you, the man telling you to stop, you reluctantly doing so.
The man would go off, proclaiming how it made sense. The man going off on how you didn't tell him. How you lied and abandoned him every full moon.
How you didn't trust him. How you would lie and keep him in some house to live out your savage delights!
But upon seeing you werewolf form weep, he'd realise the reality.
You were trying to protect him.
Alastor softly hugging you close, apologising. Sorry for speaking to you so harshly, without considering it from your perspective.
Cupping your now houndish face, he'd tell you, you could have told him, he was him after all. He'd happily trusted you to take care of yourself.
To which you happily hug him, licking his face.
After a few moments of affection, Alastor pushed you away, telling you not to push it, the man asking you what you usually did on full moons, and why you asked him to stay in doors.
To which you... well, you'd go on the hunt.
The man would watch as you went on the prowl, hinting down and consuming Sinner after Sinner, you truly having an astonishing apatite, something Alastor would find oddly impressive.
It was like a nature documentary, the man relishing the way you stalked. How you followed your prey.
How you so ruthlessly slaughtered them.
And by the end of the night you'd end up in his arms, the man holding you close as you drifted off, the next day you'd awaken in his arms, thoroughly confused and shocked.
Alsator would explain, apologising for breaking your agreement, but at least now he knew.
This would be a liberating turn of events, you finally revealing everything, able to be honest with your radio demon BOO.
You were a werewolf, through and through, and now Alastor could appreciate it.
Honestly, The full moons became his favourite time of month.
The man would escort you out, usually picking your hunting grounds, happily watching as you hunted.
Honestly, there was a... primal aspect to it all.
Watching you slink and prowl, hunting down all the useless, simpletons as you fed.
It was exhilarating. Like a drive in theatre, but it was his S/O, the man watching as his beloved slaughtered and fed to their need.
Then happily watching you from a distance, happy you see you so free. Free to hunt and slaughter as you pleased.
And every afternoon, or rather, every morning, you'd end up in his embrace, the man loving your sleepy, hound self, the two of you always ending up curled up on some lounge or couch, you waking up covered in blood, usually naked, curled up within his grasp, your favourite place to wake up.
Angel
Angel... well, Angel wasn't known for being a patient person.
As such, when you talked to him about not going out on full moons, this being the only thing you'd ever insisted on during your relationship.
Well, needless to say.
He was intrigued~
As such, he'd do whatever he could to figure out your secret.
Initially, it was teasing and asking, the arachnid trying his best to get the answer through attrition.
But after you'd snap at him, he'd drop it, apologising for pushing you.
So he moved onto his plan B.
Now the first few full moon, he'd reluctantly stay indoors, despite his curiosity and worry for you out alone, he'd follow your wished.
But this night, he stuck out.
Now, a 7 foot white and pink spider ain't exactly stealthy. But he managed, the man following you via car, carefully driving as not to spook you.
He was increasingly suspicious when you walked into a crummy neighbourhood, the man growing rapidly concerned as to why you were there.
What he didn't expect was your you to strip naked, hiding your clothing in a bag behind a dumpster.
Then, stood buck naked in the middle of the street, you... well fuck, you transformed.
It was a fucking sight, your skin tearing, body warping, watching as you shifted into a beast.
Angel won't lie, it took him a minute to process everything, but upon figuring it out, he'd accidentally scream.
"What the Fuck!"
Only to instantly regret it, your head snapping towards him.
He'd try and slump down, hiding from your piercing gaze. Buuut it didn't really work out.
You approached the car like an animal, the man scrambling to lock the doors, not that it mattered. You simply swiped off the roof, the man completely cornered.
You sat there, hunched over him, the spider trapped under your imposing form.
Youd lean in, angels hands shaking as he softly pleading with you.
"B-baby.... it's me..." He'd plead softly, hands reached out to you. "Angie~"
Youd snarl, leaning in close, nose twitching as you sniffed him. You'd drag your wet nose across his neck before pulling back, the man just laying there, terrified, watching as... you gazed.
It softened, leaning in and nuzzling his neck, the man gently cupping your cheek, the man begining to pet you, four arms scratching and combing your fuzzy form.
And before he knew it, he had you wrapped around his lil finger, you basically a big old puppy, thr spider giggling up a storm at his now big fluffy S/O.
"So dis is why ya don't want me to go out on tha full moon." He spoke playfully, rubbing your belly.
At that you pause, shamefully looking down as your ears pinned back. You were clearly ashamed, and while he wished you had told him, he couldn't blame you for keeping it a secret.
"Aye, it's alright baby." He cooed, scratching your head, really getting behind your ears. "We all got our secrets~" He finished with a peck on the nose.
He'd spend a while petting you, enjoying your rather lovable fuzzy form, until.
Well, some goons walked by, loudly speaking to each other, and that'd be whan you snapped into action.
You, well as you would expect, acted like a hound, you charging the pair, utterly slaughtering them.
He watched like something from one of those nature shows, watching as you tore them apart, hungrily chowing down on their remains.
Then, instead you seemed to spot something else, chasing after it.
Angel would spend the night following you around as you slaughtered and devoured anybody that got in your way.
Youd end up in some shithole of an apartment, your large fuzzy form laid across his lap, the man nuzzling into your warm body.
These would become a monthly occurrence, Angel usually accompanying you on your 'hunts', the man holding onto your clothes for you while you went on the hunt.
Now... let's be real for a second. This is Angel were talking about.
You would definitely have sex as a wolf, the man totally into it.
Come on, we were all thinking it.
Stella
You awoke with a headache, waking up in a rather luxurious golden cage, finding yourself in the nude.
Getting up, you used a discarded blanket to cover yourself, wrapping it around your naked form as you looked about.
You could quite easily slip through the large bars, unable to properly discard the sturdy golden collar that sat around your neck.
It'd be as you looked for something to wear, that Stella would walk in, all smiles.
"Breakfast Time my dear Wolfy~"
Shed practically cheer, a great big pile of steaks on a platter.
To which you'd both freeze, Stella brow furrowed as she looked between you and the cage, it taking her several moments to process what had happened.
Youd end up at a tea table, wearing an over sized robe, Stella elaborating what had happened.
Apparently during your latest hunt, youd ended up on the 'better side' of town.
Stella had stormed out of an opera, this damn thing a pathetic excuse of a production, the woman refusing to sit through a second longer of that joke.
And so, wandering aimlessly, she'd end up in a less than steller area.
The woman was taken of guard as dozens of ruffians jumped out, the woman completely surrounded.
And just before they could do anything, You'd jump in, utterly slaughtering the mass, and well, Stella found it a, forgive the phrase, A Hoot.
By the time you'd had your fill, Stella was swooning.
Blood covered, glistening eyed, you'd turn to her and snarl, to which she'd snap back, telling you to sit your ass down.
Which you instinctively did, Stella eagerly approaching you.
Youd become putty in your hands, a great big pup, the woman's stern nature and warm hands reducing you to a pup.
And so, she'd get you home, set you up in a convenient cage she happened to have, securing a collar upon you, she had fully inded for you to become her prized wolfy pet.
But now she was stuck with... you.
Hmmm~
She'd gaze at you, a familiar glint to her eye.
A preditors gaze.
She'd lean forwards, telling you simply you could still be her pet~
If you wished.
Now youd initially be reluctant, knowing better than to make deals with demons. Buuuut, well, the next full moon, Stella would be on the hunt.
Hunt for what?
You of course.
The woman finding you relatively easily, the woman barking orders at you, making you submit to her.
And that's how you awoke in her home a second time, the woman already sat across from you, sipping tea.
And so, with a groan, you'd agree to one date.
To which Stella laughed, telling you it wasn't a date, it was a courtship.
And so, collar still bound, you'd go on a "date", Stella leading you around by the collar.
Now in all fairness, when she wasn't treating you like a dog, or tugging on your leash, it was actually a pretty pleasant endeavour. The woman spoiling you with either high quality food or affection.
And while Stella was something of a bitch, she, well, put simply, she was far too dominant for you to ignore, your inner wolf more or less submitting to Stella.
Though it wouldn't be till that first night in bed together, that night of passion, where Stella utterly dominated you.
Well... Boom, she was you Alpha now.
And she was sure to remind you.
This control lasting well iout of your wolf form, Stella utterly relishing the power she held over you, and well, let's say Stella dominated both your Sinner and wolf form, making you her loyal, submissive pet.
Just how she liked it.
And Hell, you'd be lying if you said didn't like it too.
Verosika
Now, the Sex demon had first found you at a club, your wolfish features intriguing her enough to wander over to you.
She'd give a rather classy pick up line, asking bluntly if you wanted to fuck, the two of you Sharing a drink as you chatted about life, and what have you.
Youd of course end up in bed, the two of you going at it like, a pair of animals, you especially dominating her in the sack.
An exceptional feat for the Succubus. The woman so used to being in control.
And it'd be as you laid in bed, Veronisika telling you you were an animal in the sack.
To which you'd laugh, telling her she should see you on the full moon.
Verosika asking what you meant, so, not really caring if some random, if incredibly attractive, Succubus knew you were a demon.
Well, you were a demon by default, but on the full moon you were... something else.
So, youd have some fun in the sack here and there.
And while intimately it was just some fun, noncommital, casual sex between two rather unique individuals.
Your romps quickly became more and more frequent the closer you got to the full moon.
The both of you becoming more and more passionate with each meeting, your bond becoming... deeper, every morning you woke up besides each other.
Then, when the full moon finally rose, you'd... change.
Now, you'd insisted in doing it elsewhere. On street level, wanting to keep her at least somewhat safe. But she was adamant. Whatever you were, she could handle it in her penthouse.
And well, you'd oblige, and so, upon the full moon emerging, you'd transform.
Verosika... hadn't expected that...
Especially when you turned, eyeing her up like the last morsal of food in the next 100 miles.
Youd end up chasing her across the penthouse, Verosika, in a weird way, enjoying the chase. Though that may be due to her being a degenerate.
It wasn't until you cornered her that she was genuinely scared.
Shed try and reason with you, begging you to stop.
It'd only be upon reaching her, breathing heavy as you hung over her, that she'd scream your pet name.
Well, it wasnt really a pet name. More like a rather explicit title you'd earned aver biting her shoulder
But upon hearing that name, you seemed to snap into focus, pulling back.
Youd lick your chops, realising what had happened. You rather affectionately nuzzling her, Verosika surprised at your sudden change.
Though upon realising your shift in personality, the Succubus perked right up.
Of course she'd chew you out for scaring her like that, but now that you were all cute and cuddly, she was all over you.
She thought you were awesome, like an even bigger and stronger Hellhound.
Come on... how do you think a Sex Demon and a Giant wolf person bond?
And, well you wouldn't fuck immediately, it'd definitely, Verosika, well, loving your Larger form.
Youd become her personal security, and once a month she'd get to see you go ape, usually following you around in her Cadillac, watching the glorious chaos!
Then she'd usually drive you home, either curling up in some corner or, well, I think you know how you'd spend the night.
And you'd never give it an official title, but you were really a couple, regardless you you said it was.
Commission of a dominant Angel Dust having a bit of raunchy rough fun with ya after a nice night out. I like Angel being more of a “daddy” at times, I mean he IS a p*rnstar after all! Bet he knows all the best moves and ways to get people worked up.
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Tags: fluff, domestic fluff, kissing, cuddling, sneaking around, teasing, slightly suggestive because its Angel Dust
A/N: Can the show get here already? The more I see of it the more inpatient I get.
Given the nature of his job one would assume he has no time for many real relationships
He also thought that until you walked into his life
At first you were casual, no strings attached kind of deal
Even if he knew how fully he would fall for you he'd still be with you, you're worth it, worth sneaking around for
Can't deny there's a rush to it, the adrenaline of kissing in hidden corners and trying to keep quiet while doing so
To keep the cover going you even payed him to come over to your place a few times
Most of that time was used for talking, kissing and cuddling
But he is known for... other talents that he was more then happy to show you, after all you're paying by the hour, might as well enjoy it, enjoy him
He loves cuddles, it's his favorite thing to do with you, his chest floof is an amazing pillow and he will always stand by that one fact
Even though you can't really leave any marks on him, at least not when he's not on the clock, he can leave all the marks he wants on you, where ever he wants
When you know he's coming over you make him his favorite food and offer to take care of him for the night
This isn't work, he doesn't have to do a thing, just needs to let you take care of him for once
So you know that Cliché of someone walking in on someone naked In Their room or something?
Could you do Sir pentious, Angel dust, Stolas, Asmodeus, reaction to seeing their, S/O naked, pre relationship.
Walking in on their future S/O naked
Sir Pentious
Pentious, despite his ever present air of confidence and dominance, was rather... clumsy, when it came to sexual encounters.
Now that's not to say he couldn't be a dirty snake~ but really, if you push the right buttons when he wasnt expecting it, he became a blushing doe.
It'd be a few months before you formerly started dating, but even then, you were practically inseparable, the two of you barely spent a moment a part.
Hell, you even lived with him, you were practically a couple.
But you weren't.
So it'd be after Sir Pent finally seized a rivals turf, when he'd burst into the manor the man absolutely brimming with pride.
And so, after pulling out a good bottle of wine, he rushed to your room, fully intending to celebrate with you.
And itd be with bottle in hand a set of glasses in the other, that he rushed up to your room.
Bursting the door open, he was moments from cheering 'Let's Celebrate' when he froze.
Because Stood before him. Was you.
Naked.
Naked as the day you were born.
Pentious. Didnt know what to do.
He wasn't ashamed to admit it, but he stared.
He stared hard.
Every eye on his body bulged as he stared at you. The man's jaw practically hitting the floor.
"Get out!" You snapped, covering yourself up.
That snapped him out of his stunned silence, the man freaking out and literally slithering over himself to get out of your room.
Of course, he'd burst into your room, and being the clutz he was, he took far longer than needed, eyes still on you the entire time as he tried to escape.
He eventually got out, you slamming the door behind him.
Pentious stood there flushed and embarrassed before your door, and as much as he tried to surpress it, he was aroused.
Youd leave your room several minutes later, and while the man tried to apologise, youd shush him, grabbing the wine, opening it before taking several deep chugs.
After that you celebrated his achievement, never bringing up what had just happened, but still having a good time together celebrating regardless.
It wouldn't be till later into your relationship that you'd bring it up, the both of you able to have a good laugh over your little run in.
Though it was clear to both of you that you were destined to end up together. The whole thing remaining a pleasant memory for the both of you.
Angel Dust
It'd be like any other day.
Angel, having finished the "redemption inspirations" Charlie assigned him.
And with Husk too drunk to pour drinks, and the spider hating to drink alone, would seek you out.
He'd reach your room quickly enough, and despite never knocking before in his life, he didn't knock, just walking into your room as he always did.
Walking in, the man casually walked over to your bed, falling back onto it, as he so often did, the spider spending many an hour in your room.
NOT LIKE THAT!
Though it's not like he hadn't asked. And offered. The man offering countless times. Honestly it was slightly annoying, but he didn't mind. You were friendly and for now that'll do.
For now.
But, so far all he'd gotten out of it was a very friendly friendship. The man really enjoying his time with you.
It'd be as he laid there, thinking about his day that he'd finally look around your room.
And that's when he'd fine you... staring at him, stood before your dresser.
Butt. Naked.
He looked over your body for a minute, before looking up, finding you staring right at him.
"Nice legs." He told you, turning onto his side with a smirk.
"Get Out!"
You shouted, covering yourself up.
The spider considered sticking around, but he wasn't that big of a dick, so he got up and left.
Of course, that wouldn't be the end of it, I mean, this is Angel were talking about.
He'd tease, prod, and offer too 'show you his so you'd be even.'
He'd keep it up, playfully teasing you until you finally ended up in bed together, the spider telling you the next morning.
"Now we're even."
Of course, that wasn't the end of it, he'd still bring it up.
The man was a constant tease, but now that you'd actually slept together, he'd do it less, the man having a while new variety of things to tease you with.
Stolas
It'd actually be on a shopping trip with the man when he'd first see your bareness form, devoid of a singular garb.
Now, Stolas always looked good, but after the divorce you felt he needed some new attire.
So, renting out a tailors shop, you'd spend the day getting him a new wardrobe. Trying on a myriad of outfits to find his 'new look'.
It'd be as he did that you'd regularly open the curtains before he was ready, wanting to see his attire.
And it'd be after a particularly silly outfit you insisted he'd wear, you laughing up a storm, that he'd force you to wear an outfit, something you'd agree to, simply our of the spirit of fairness.
So, picking out something he thought was funny, it'd be several moments after you stepped into the changing room, that he'd get an awful idea.
A wonderful, Awful, devious amd sinful idea.
And so, With a wicked grin, the man walked forwards and with a great big grin, he tore the curtain open.
Only, for you to be stood there, completely naked.
Turning to him, you'd simply raise a brow, and with the cock of your hip asked him simply.
"You mind?"
To which, as stolas does when embarrassed.
He freaked.
He sputtered and fumbled, squawking as he tried and failed to close the curtain before he froze up, simply turning around and running.
Youd close the curtain yourself, getting dressed, only to step out to an empty room.
It took a little searching, but you found him behind the large fainting couch, the man completely red faced.
Youd just roll your eyes, before asking him about your outfit. It took Stolas a minute, the Avian still blushing, but despite his blushing self, managed to laugh at the gaudy attire he'd chosen for you.
The rest of the day went well, choosing several outfits for the man, the two of you heading back to his manor.
It'd be after you arrived, dropping him off, the two of you speaking breifly before taking your leave, the two of you saying your goodbyes.
And itd be just as you were stepping into your Iimo that he'd ask if, maybe, you'd like to have dinner some time.
At first you thought he simply meant spending some time together, but you quickly realised what he meant, as he fumbled his words, a blush crossing his face.
Wearing a devious smile, you'd agree, telling him when to pick you up.
Youd of course end up together, after a few dates. And despite him still technically being on the rebound, you'd end up giving it a go, the two of you forming a deeply intimate relationship.
You were sure to bring up the little Incident, your favourite was of course getting naked before he enters a room, always giving him a show, the man steadily getting used to it.
More than a few hot and heavy make-out sessions, and even more royal romps started from those little 'surprises.'
Asmodeus
Well, I mean, how do you think this would go?
You were Asmodeus' assistant.
Well, his newest assistant.
Most don't really think about it, simply thinking it'd be Party time 24/7.
And yeah, it kinda was, but Asmodeus was a very, VERY busy Sin, and as such, required someone to manage his time.
But, as you may imagine, being in such an important and close position, it'd be only natural that you got Intimately familiar with the man. Though you did attempt to stay professional, something Asmodeus commended.
But the first time he saw your birthday suit was rather simple.
Working with Ozzie, you'd find yourself surrounded by deviance pretty much 24/7. And much to your pride, and growing frustration, you held yourself off from such actions.
Ignoring sin in favour of assisting your boss, regardless of the many, Many, MANY, times 'Ozzie' had offered for you to take some time off and have some "Fun".
But you'd resist, dedicating yourself to your work.
Unfortunately for you, that included being around sex, ALLLLL THE TIME!
As such, you'd get covered in fluids... sexual fluids. Often.
Very often.
As such, you found yourself changing out of some less than cleanly clothing multiple times a day.
And it'd be as you changed out of a lube soaked outfit that Ozzie would waltz into the office you used to change often, actually having several changes of clothes hidden in said office.
Youd pause, buck naked after cleaning yourself off, the man simply telling you something about a future meeting he wanted you to know.
The man as casual as ever as you stood there fully naked, the man going on for several minutes, trailing on about something or other, you couldn't really think of anything as you were frozen solid, horrified for being caught, literally, with your pants down.
Or rather off.
Several moments of silence passed before he stopped looking down at you, as someone if his stature tends to.
After a moment, the man seemingly realising you were in fact naked, he perked right up, a wicked grin stretching his odly shaped head.
"Well, well, well~ what do we have here?"
He purred, leaning down, you blushing up a storm, weakly attempting to cover yourself up.
"It ain't nothing I haven't seen before... but if you'd like I could strip down so your not alone~"
He circled you like a bird of Prey, the man ending up behind you, whispering in your ear. "But you've been such a hard-working little demon, I feel a... Reward is earned~"
Now... a lesser person would have done the professional thing and gotten dressed, before returning back to work.
But you... You fucked your boss in that office. Or rather, He fucked you, in that office.
Like a real Assistant would.
That of course would only be the first of many such "meetings" in that office, your FWB relationship with your boss steadily blooming into something more intimate.
Of course, you kept that under wraps, but behind closed doors, you steadily formed a genuine relationship between the two of you.
You of course, kept working hard, but now you indulged. Especially with Asmodeus, you becoming his Right Hand. Indulging in every Sin your employer/Lover indulged in.
Though, the best indugences were behind closed doors. The Sin often texting you to meet him in that office, the one that started it all, the Sin always expecting you to be buck naked, and well, you didnt want to disappoint. That dinky little office becoming your unofficial 'rendezvous' point, the two of you breaking in every position, counter-top, chair and table in that room. The two of you lewd and in love~
Your legs burn from all the running you’ve been doing in the long, dark hallways of this mansion. You don’t even know where it could possibly be residing. In a city? In the middle of nowhere? You don’t know and you don’t care, it’s been your prison for too long and you had to leave.
-He really likes to go to the park with you, A quiet and calming place helps him wind down and just enjoy the peacefulness of being with you.
-He loves to teach you how to make weird and new drinks with him, He won't say that to your face but on the inside he enjoys the happy yet weirded out expressions on your face.
-When you two lay down together he likes when you lay your hand on his chest and snuggle into him. Once you're asleep he will gently wrap his wing around you and hold you close.
-Around other people at the hotel he will keep his mean demeanor up even to you, Except when Angel dust is hitting on you.. Then in that case Husk hisses as he wrapped his arms around you along with his wings, Kissing your neck as he glares at Angel.
-Husk won't admit it, But when you scratch under his chin or behind his ears, He will go into a purring session. Also if you touch the part where his wings meet he immediately relaxes and purrs.
-He will absolutely get embarrassed if you kiss his cheek in front of others, and also if you whisper in his ear he will mumble and try to hide his blushing face from you.
HUSK NSFW HEADCANONS
-Holy shit this man has a raging thing for foreplay, like if you dirty talk in his ear watch how fast this man has you pleading to cum due to him teasing you.
-He loves to tease you and overstimulate you, makes it much more pleasurable to see you squirm and whimper underneath his touch
-Also make sure to catch your breath before he starts actually fucking you, Cause once he enters your tight entrance he does not plan to stop till you only moan his name.
-When he dirty talks he has the most scruffiest and deep voice, He also knows how to make you beg for him to hurry up.
-Favorite phrases are..
-"Good girl/boy... take my cock like a good little brat~"
-This man is 100% dominate and possessive, Not as possessive or dominate as Val or Vox but enough to be in 3rd place between the 3.
-"Look at your position, Practically drooling for my cock and I haven't even started yet~"
-"Quiet down.. They will hear us if you continue to moan like a slut.."
-"Moan my name little bitch..~"
-He can eat you out like he fucking owns it, his skilled tongue and fingers doing wonders.
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Ok so I’ve had this idea for a bit and since your requests are open now I thought I would ask!
Hazbin Hotel: Charlie asks reader to do some paperwork or something for her while she is away Angel decides he wants his partner’s attention but he is busy so Angel decides he will ‘help’ from under the desk.
I also thought it would be funny if Al or Husk where to come in to ask him something and since they wouldn’t be able to see Angel I highly doubt he would stop his ‘helping’
A/N: Angel is 100% the kind of guy who would do this and feel 0 shame.
Angel has had a mischievous streak long before you met
He's not scared to show how much he wants you, weather it be in public, in private or while you're working
But he's also needy, oh he's very needy, and when Angel is needy there's very little that can keep his horniness at bay
"Working again babe? Shit, I was hopin' ta get ya all ta myself today." Angel was already very flirtatious, even you telling him that you need to do these papers for Charlie didn't deter him
"And where the bossy little Princess anyway? Am I just suppose ta wait here?" He was annoyed but yes, that was the thing he was supposed to do, not the the thing that he did do however, "I didn't see ya all day. At least let me offer ya a helping hand."
Naturally you would have been happy if he did help you out, you'd finish up faster, Angel had other help in mind, one that involved more... moaning on your part
He walked up behind you and bend down just a little to run his hands over your shoulders, your first thought was that he was giving you a massage
Nope, he tilted your head and gave you a kiss, "Ya know me dollface, I'm a very hands on kind of guy." Hands, and mouth actually
He grinned while he took his place between your legs, your eyes wide as you looked down at him while his hands undid your pants
"What's the matter?" He smiled up at you before he licked over you with his mouth, your underwear pooling around your legs, one set of his hands now caressing your thighs, "Don't ya want my help? Seems like ya do. Yer so fuckin' wet I don't even need to use my mouth."
A whine tore from your throat when he inched closer, his tongue seemingly everywhere, tasting you like this is his first time doing so, he was so hungry for you
This was certainly not helping you, you needed to focus yet all your could focus on was Angel's expert tongue and his fingers, his smug grin as it pressed against your inner thigh
"Say ya want me sweetheart. Say ya want to get off on my face. Say it any I'll give ya the best orgasm of yer afterlife." It wasn't just his need for praise or to feel wanted, he meant it too, he always did his best for you
The words rolled off your tongue in your sinful confession, and his delight
Angel's head started moving faster, back and forth, to the side so he can bite you, mark you, feel you squirm
Alastor's voice made your head snap up and your legs close around Angel's head, pushing him even closer
For whatever reason, even though Alastor was in the office and looking for him, Angel still flicked his tongue over you, getting another rush of wetness going and a tight, uncomfortable heat building, threatening to explode even while you were talking to your friend
"I would have spread ya open on the desk if ya let me." He whispered against you when the door closed and you were alone, "Hell I'd let ya fuck me in front of him. I'm a slut remember, I get off on that shit. And by how ya were squirmin and moving yer hips I'd say you do too."
You tell yourself you have more control then that, that's what your mind is telling you, your body however is positively singing a whole different story
Angel gets you to finish all over his face, shit you almost fall over from the force at which your orgasm hits you, his hands keep you close, his tongue slowing down to a gentle, slow, featherlike strokes
"Next time I'll get some toys, I wanna have lots of fun too. Did ya... finish?" He emphasizes the words as he grins like a Cheshire cat between your legs
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A/N: I didn't know what do for this kinktober prompt for the longest time and then, as usual, it the idea hit me right as I was about to go to sleep.
You knew that Angel was living in a slightly shady part of the Pentagram and honestly you were a little scared when your boss Valentino asked you to go check up on him since he hasn't been to work in a few days.
It wasn't because the Overlord was worried, well he was but not really about Angel's physical wellbeing, at least not for the right reasons, he just didn't want his biggest star to be out of commission for long. So who else to send than his second biggest star?
You let out a heavy sigh as you finally walked up the stairs and turned into the hallway Angel's apartment was located in. You've gotten a few looks on your way to the building but you knew very well that no demon would actually dare tough you. Not with you being Valentino's second favorite.
You knock on the door once, twice. No answer. Maybe there's something really wrong with him?
Slowly you try the door handle. The door opens with a low, sad creaking noise. The inside of his apartment is surprisingly tidy, a lot more then you expected actually. Then again Angel always kept his appearance in top shape so it was only natural that his apartment was at least clean. If in need of some repair here and there, but overall much nicer looking than the rest of the building.
Still no sign of Angel Dust though, only his cute demon piglet sleeping on the couch.
Maybe he was in his bedroom, you could see a dim light coming from somewhere so you decided to take slow steps just in case he really was feeling unwell and you were disturbing him.
You only took a few steps before you heard his familiar voice, high pitched and in thorns of pleasure, like you heard him in the Studio or his movies. Did he have someone over?
You approached even slower, sneaking towards the door and peaking through. He didn't have anyone over, but he was naked. On his bed, on his knees sucking a dark pink dildo and jerking off his dick, a pool of cum already on the sheets. His eyes were shut closed and he moaned as he pulled the dildo out with a wet pop, "Shit. Fuck yes."
His little moans, the sight of him, the fact that he was clearly enjoying himself that damn much send a wave of wetness between your legs. Your hand found a way between your legs, almost as if hypnotized by the sight. It was wrong to get off on him like this, you knew that, but you couldn't help but slide down the wall, on the opposite side of the open door so you could still see him and slide a finger inside yourself, biting your lip as you felt your walls closing in around your finger.
With your other hand you hiked up your shirt and bra, palming at your left breasts, rolling your nipple into a hardened peak, all the while still watching Angel's hand rub his dick up and down and trying to keep up pace with him.
You could feel your body heating up fast, watching him was in person was much more of an experience then seeing him on video. "Fuck. Ah!" You bit your lip to stifle your moan, your head thudding against the wall as you plunged your fingers in and out, obscene, wet noises following every movement.
"Well what do we have 'ere?" Your eyes snapped open only to meet Angel's own as he leaned against the doorframe, his cock still hard in his hand and a knowing smile on his face, "Here for a free show sweetheart? Or maybe yer lookin' ta give me one?" His eyes lowered to between your legs. You closed them quickly, your ears burning and your hands suddenly still.
"I-I'm sorry! Mister Valentino sent me and- I should have said something when I came-"
"Ya haven't come yet doll, but ya look like yer close. It just so happens that I am too. So why stop know?" He winked at you and walked up to you until his dick was inches from your face, his hand resuming the up and down motion from before, "Go on, I ain't mad. I know for a fact that yer hot stuff. I've seen yer movies before, gotta support my fellow sluts."
Encouraged by his words you added another finger, eyes going up and down his body. Now you could see that his short fuzz was slightly damp from the sweat, but he still smelled very sweet, like cherries and strawberries.
He was like a walking, talking aphrodisiac.
"Damn. Yer like a bitch in heat. Just look at that cunt taking those fingers. Not surprised. I've seen how much ya can take. Yer so pretty ya know that? Ya got a real talent." His eyes lower to your breasts, "And such pretty tits. Let me help ya out." One of his hands tangled into your hair, fisting into it lightly, one rubbing over the angry tip of his cock every time he stroked his length and the fourth reached down and cupped your other tit, rolling the pad of his finger around your stiff nipple.
"Pinch it." You breathe out as you arch into his touch. Angel chuckles and does as you asked, slowly rolling the stiff bud between his thumb and index finger. "Like that. I-I'm close. Fuck. Oh!"
"I know sweetheart, I know. Show me. Show me how sexy you are when you come on your fingers." You mewled at his words, doubling your efforts, driving the heel of your palm against your clit with every flick of your wrist. It only took a few more strokes for you to reach your peak, shouting it out with no shame or any need to hold back. You pushed your fingers deep inside, keeping them in your tightening, repelling walls as they spasmed and twitched. "I'm close too! Open up doll, open up for me, take your reward."
Without thinking you opened your mouth wide, tongue falling out to catch thick, hot ropes of cum he shoot out, some of it getting on your face from the close proximity.
Angel growled through his release. His hand left your breast and joined the other in your hair. The next thing you knew you were tasting his cock as it made it's way into your mouth, making you moan in surprise.
"It's so warm. So wet. I usually charge more to ladies but, damn ya can suck me off whenever ya want if this is a taste of what ya can do. Yer being a very good little slut right now, yeah ya are. Yer doing such a good job." He bucked his hips quickly and with no rhythm at all, making you gag every time you felt the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat.
When you finally felt him start to pull out you made sure to suck a little bit extra around his tip, which made him hum and gently pat your head.
"I made a little mess of ya eh?" Angel grinned down at you as he offered you his hand to help you up. You accepted, but realized too late that it was with your cum covered hand.
"Oh, sorry about that." You pulled away trying to wipe it off on your shirt. Angel just chuckled and shook his head.
"I've seen far nastier sweetheart. Now come on, let's go wash up yeh? Then ya can tell me what Val wanted from me. I told him I'd be back in a few, just needed ta get something sorted out with two crazy chicks I've met. One of them had the craziest idea for a hotel I've ever heard. It's gonna crack ya up when ya hear 'bout it." Angel laughed as he led you by the hand to through his bedroom and into the small shower to tell you all about the crazy hotel idea.
It really was crazy. A hotel to redeem sinners? Who was stupid enough to try that?
It's been a long time since my last visit here on Tumblr, right? So, as a comeback and since you loved my masterpost of websites for writers, I am bringing you my favorite Tumblr blogs to follow if you're a writer and are interested in finding lots of inspo on your timeline, as well as prompts, tips, and useful resources. Shall we start?
PROMPTS:
@givethispromptatry
@dailystoryprompts
@here-haveaprompt
@dark-fiction-and-angst
@youneedsomeprompts
@deity-prompts
@whygodohgodwhy
@writinghoursopen
@fluffyomlette
@promptsforthestrugglingauthor
@novelbear
@gfuckign
@ghostly-prompts
WORLD BUILDING INSPO / PROMPTS:
@worldbuildingprompts
@locationbuildingprompts
@wbqotd
@wildworldwritingprompts
@worldbuilding-question
@thealpha-chronicles
@happyheidi
@enchantedengland
@ancientsstudies
@greeksblog
OC PROMPTS:
@yourocdoeswhat
@questionsforyourocs
@oc-question
@oc-dev
@characterization-queries
@oc-factoids
@tag-that-oc
@some-oc-questions
GENERAL WRITING ADVICE:
not all of the following accounts post things but they reblog useful info
@writing-with-olive
@tstrangeauthor
@everythingwritingg
@writerthreads
@heywriters
@thewritersphere
@writelively
PS: If you think your account fits any of these categories, feel free to comment! Someone will check it out!!! :D
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