i made one of these for lucifer and it did well so i thought i’d make another! i’m kinda considering doing an “acts of submission” for some characters if anyone wants that.
@devildom-den
cw: minors dni, nsfw, implied size kink, sub nb reader
diavolo who sits on his throne with you by his feet, gently stroking your hair
diavolo who covers you in his scent, warning other demons to stay away
diavolo who buys you expensive jewelry to wear out, some of which has his name as a charm
diavolo who takes you everywhere with him, making sure the whole devildom knows who you belong to
diavolo who makes you wear revealing clothing when you go out, wanting to tease the public with something they can never have
diavolo who makes you ride him on his throne, reminding you how powerful he is
diavolo who makes you call him “your majesty” when he’s feeling more sadistic
diavolo who insists on doing the heavy lifting/getting things from high places because “you’re far too small for that”
diavolo who praises you for even the simplest tasks
diavolo who sits you on his knee while he works, even if someone comes in to talk with him
diavolo who, despite his love for them, makes sure to remind the brothers who you really belong to
diavolo who treats you like royalty (because you will be, some day)
im going to do headcannons for the obey me boys on how they would get off to the thought of you as part of kinktober! :)
starting off with lucifer
lucifer getting off to the thought of you
he rarely finds himself like this
brow furrowed, sheen of sweat on his bare chest
cheeks flushed
his hand slowly stroking his length
he had never been one to masturbate, or even get particularly horny for that matter
when he did, he was good at repressing it
but things had changed since you arrived
the sexual urges he used to be good at ignoring were now constantly throbbing in the back of his mind... and his dick
tonight had pushed him over the edge
he had been in the library with you, watching as you scanned the shelves for something to read. a book on a high shelf caught your attention, and you strained to reach it
his eyes drifted down to your thighs, watching as your skirt rode up, revealing more of your ass than he had expected to see that evening
he clenched his jaw as he eyed your lacy underwear, drying to hook his fingers around the fabric and slide them off
his senses returned to him, and he quickly looked away
but he had already imagined a million ways he could touch you
now his sinful thoughts were punishing him
he let out a rough breath as he gripped himself tighter
he tried to imagine how you’d feel
the way your delicate hands would grip him
how your lips would trail kisses up his shaft before slipping the head into your mouth, swirling your tongue around it
how your cunt would easily take his length, gripping tightly around him as he fucked you relentlessly, your soft moans--
he let out a deep grunt, his muscles tensing as he thrusted into his hand, milky white cum covering his abdomen
he laid back, breathing heavy
how shameful.
him, the avatar of pride,
wrapped around a human’s finger.
other characters: (will link when done! going to try to finish before halloween)
beel asmo levi belphie mammon satan diavlo barbatos solomon simeon
summary: you seek out lucifer on a sleepless night, hoping for some company until you fall asleep. at least, that’s what you want him to think. between your skimpy nightgown and your pleading eyes, he knows what you really want.
content: exhibitionism, dirty talk, degradation, rough sex
The living room door creaked open as soft footsteps entered the room.
“Lucifer?”
The eldest demon’s gaze didn’t drift from the fireplace as he answered, “You should be in bed.”
“I couldn’t sleep. And besides,” you walk towards the couch, “so should you.”
He hums lightly.
“Can I sit with you?”
Lucifer raises a gloved hand, gesturing you forward with one finger. as you walk around the couch to join him, he finally looks at you.
You nightgown was white and silky to the touch. It was thin enough that, even in the dim firelight, he could make out the shadow of your nipples underneath. With each step you took, it rose dangerously high. Lucifer’s cock twitched.
“You should be lucky it was me you ran into and not any of my brothers.”
“Why’s that?” you asked, settling down next to him.
“I doubt they’d be able to control themselves in the presence of such a revealing outfit.”
You let out a soft laugh, dropping your head against his shoulder. “Its just a nightgown. Besides, it’s not like I was just wandering around hoping to run into someone. I was looking for you!”
“Ah. So this is an attempt to seduce me?”
Your cheeks reddened. “No! of course not. This is what I always wear to bed.” While you were telling the truth about this being your usual nightwear, he wasn’t entirely wrong.
He chuckled lowly. “So you didn’t come seeking me with the hopes I’d... satisfy you?”
“I just wanted to talk until I got tired!” You turned away from him, face glowing much brighter than before.
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“Then tell me,” he hooked a finger under your chin, forcing you to turn back to him. He stared deeply into your eyes, a smirk dancing on his lips, “why aren’t you wearing any panties?”
You felt hot. “I...um, it’s um--”
He cut you of with a soft laugh. “Surely, any respectable woman would at least put on some underwear before strolling around a house full of, not just men, but demons.” His grip on your face tightened as he leaned closer, staring down at you. “But you’re not a respectable woman, are you? You’re just a desperate... little... whore.” He dragged his words out slowly, smug look growing as you whimpered.
“N-No!” you squirmed, squeezing your legs tightly together to hide the arousal already leaking from your cunt.
“You say that, but your body betrays you.” Lucifer leans in, his lips and breath brushing against your neck as he spoke, “Coming in here practically naked, pheromones dripping from you as soon as you stepped in the room... you might have sought me out looking for a way to relax, but you certainly weren’t hoping I’d talk you to sleep.”
“Lucifer...” you whined as he pressed a slow kiss to your neck, his sharp teeth brushing against your skin.
He chuckled, the vibrations sending tingles against your skin. “Beg for it.”
“What?”
He leaned back, looking into your eyes, “Beg for it, and I might just give it to you.”
Your cheeks flushed, your gaze dropping to the ground. “P...Please?”
“Now, now... I know you can do better than that.”
“I... I can’t.” you whined, trying to bury your face in his cloak.
He gripped the hair at the nape of your neck, pulling you back to look him in the eye. His voice dripped with mockery. “Why so shy all of the sudden? You’ve already made it obvious to me what a desperate little slut you are...” His tone shifted, “but, if you don’t need anything from me,” he stood up suddenly, “I suppose I should head off to bed...”
“No!”
“Hm? So there is something you need?”
He loomed above you, staring down his fake confusion. You could see a cruel glint in his eyes.
You swallowed, looking up at him pleadingly. “Lucifer... please fuck me.”
The corner of his mouth twitched.” I don’ know... it’s awfully late...”
“Please fuck me!” You were getting desperate now. All of his taunting touches and teasing words had made the arousal in your cunt grow stronger and stronger. Every word he uttered made your desperate muscles clench around nothing. You felt so empty without him. You couldn’t stand it. “Please Lucifer! I’ve been so needy for you all week. I can’t focus because I can’t stop thinking about how badly I want you in me. You’re the only one that can satisfy me, so please fuck me!”
Despite Lucifer’s calm act, he was just as worked up as you were. The longing in your voice as you rubbed your legs together, desperate for any type of friction was enough to push him over the edge. He slammed his lips into yours, kissing you sloppily. One hand gripped tightly against the back of your neck as the other snaked down your body. You moaned against his lips as he pinched your nipple, pulling on it roughly before releasing it and moving to the other one.
“Lucifer... please.”
“You’ll get my cock when I think you’ve earned it.” he snarled, twisting your nipple roughly. He pressed his mouth against yours once again, cutting off your moans.
His hand drifted away from your breasts, tracing down the silky material of your dress until he reached the hem. His hand snaked underneath, and your legs immediately parted for him, your aching pussy desperate for his touch.
His finger lightly brushed your clit as he made his way to your opening. Your whole body jolted at the contact.
“Luci...” you moaned.
“Hmm, so wet for me already...” He traced a gloved finger along your slit, collecting an embarrassing amount of wetness. Before you could respond, he shoved his finger in your mouth. You sucked hungrily on his finger, wishing it was something else instead. “Such a good girl... so eager to please.” He smirked, his hand returning to your pussy.
You let out a high-pitched moan as two long fingers slid inside of you, curling against your g-spot.
“Hush, you’re going to wake the whole house.” He scolded. “Or perhaps you want that? You want to let all of my brothers know what a pathetic little whore you are for me?”
You panted as his fingers slowed, starting to slide out of you. “N-no sir.”
“So you’re going to keep quiet?”
“Yes sir.”
He slammed his fingers up, eliciting a sharp moan from you. “My my... you just can’t be honest with me can you?”
“I’m sorry! I just want you so bad I can’t help myself.” You crawled into his lap, straddling him cow-girl style. “Please... I need your cock inside of me, please...! Master...”
The term made Lucifer’s already hard dick throb. He held back a moan. “Fuck. Bend over.”
You hurriedly stumbled to get off him. He pushed you against the side of the couch, bending you over the armrest. You could feel the cool leather brushing against your skin as he shoved your nightgown up, exposing your ass. You could hear the clinking of a belt, followed by a quick zipper and rustling clothes. Then, the warm head of his dick smacked against your ass. He rubbed his head against your skin, slowly pushing it against your wet slit. You moaned, pushing your hips back. Instead of the sweet burn of his girth stretching out your needy hole, you were met with a sharp slap to the ass. You yelped.
Lucifer grabbed your hair, pulling you back roughly so he could whisper in your ear: “You are not in control here... Understand?”
“Yes sir.” You gasped.
He dropped your head, gripping your hips instead. “Good girl.” With those words, he pushed the head in.
You’d never get used to the feeling of how big his dick was. It wasn’t just long, it was thick. You moaned softly as it slid in with ease, slowly stretching you more and more. It burned so good, filling you up until he was balls deep and you physically could not have taken anymore.
“Look at what a good little slut you are, taking my dick so easily.” He gripped your ass tightly, giving it a light smack.
You moaned as he began moving, slowly at first. You could feel every thick vein as he slid in and out of you, making sure you could handle his unbelievable length. When your soft whimpers grew into stronger moans, he picked up the pace.
“Oh my god, Lucifer!” You could feel his cock hitting your walls with each thrust, the pain becoming more pleasurable with each hit. You felt so stretched out, so full.
“Fuck, baby girl, you’re gripping me so tight.” He growled, his pace picking up.
Your moans grew louder, “Fuck, Lucifer, you’re so fucking big!”
“That’s right,” He leaned forward, grabbing your hair and pulling your head towards him. “Let everyone know what a good girl you are for me, yeah?” He slammed into you, his hips smacking into your ass with a sharp slap every time. “Imagine if my brothers could see you now... the innocent little human turning into a mess on my cock, begging for more.” He chuckled, his hand snaking around your waist, gently rubbing circles on your clit.
“L-Lucifer! Fuck, oh my god, fuck, fuck, fuck...”
“Such a dirty mouth...” He scolded, pressing a kiss against the exposed skin of your back.
You whined, eyes nearly rolling back in your head. The feeling of his hard cock slamming against your walls combined with the leather of his gloves stroking you sensitive clit was too much. “I-I’m gonna cum!”
“Cumming already? I thought we had just started.” He smirked, his grip on your hair tightening. “Cum for me, darling. Show me what a good little slut you are for your master.”
“Ha... ha...!” You could feel yourself hitting the crest of the wave, every nerve in your body turning white hot. You let out a loud string of moans as the wave crashed down, pleasure filling your body as the demon helped you ride out your orgasm. The sensation grew stronger and stronger until it was too much, the overstimulation causing you to squirm wildly. His strong grip kept you in place, his movements never wavering.
“L-Lucifer!!” You babbled an incoherent strong of moans, the overwhelming sensations preventing you from thinking straight.
“You can do it, sweetheart. Just a little bit longer.” He cooed. It was the first time tonight his voice had sounded genuinely kind. You could feel another wave building in your stomach as your second orgasm rolled in.
“I’m so close,” Lucifer grunted, his pace becoming more erratic.
“P-Please c... cum in me...!” you managed to whine,
“You want me to fill your needy pussy up with my cum? Is that what you want?” He growled.
“Y-yes! Please, gonna--ah!” You came again, your muscles clenching tightly around the thick cock inside of you. It was enough to push Lucifer over the edge.
“Fuck!” He slammed into your cunt for a final time, milky white semen filling your abused hole.
The two of you panted, both sweaty and still shaking from you highs.
“Fuck...” Lucifer said again, this time in a mutter. He pulled out, watching as his cum leaked out of you, running down your shaking legs. “Are you okay?”
You were only able to let out a soft hum as the demon gently pulled you into his arms, brushing the hair out of your face. “You were such a good girl for me, you know that?”
You let out another incoherent noise. A smile tugging at your lips as you snuggled into his chest. “Hmm... love you...”
“I love you too.” Lucifer whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead. “What do you say I take you to my room and get you cleaned up? You can sleep with me tonight.”
You nodded, gripping his shirt as he stood up with you in his arms. Once he had a secure grip on you, he turned to the fireplace. With a quick wave of his hand, the room sank into darkness.
Hi~ F, K, L, O and V for Jumin please! Thank you for doing the requests :)
nsfw alphabet: jumin han ✨💜
k can be found here
favorite position (f)
i know it sounds rather vanilla for him, but i think jumin’s favorite position would be missionary/variants of it.
it’s good for vanilla and kinky sex! if he wants a romantic night, he enjoys doing missionary because of how intimate it feels. he loves to be able to see your beautiful expressions as you moan under his touch
if he wants a kinky, passionate night, he likes to tie up your arms (and sometimes legs) and be between your thighs as he fucks you. he’ll switch between hovering above you and leaning back into a sitting position.
overall, he just likes being able to see your face because he thinks you’re beautiful :)
location (l)
considering how practical he is, i think jumin’s favorite place to fuck would be his bedroom.
at least, that is what he’d tell you.
his bedroom is, overall, the best place to have sex. it’s comfortable, private, and has all the toys/gear/etc. that he likes to bring out during sex.
however, it’s not his favorite place. though he would never admit it, he loves fucking you in his office. there’s something about the risk of getting caught that just makes him go wild.
he hasn’t gotten in trouble very much in his life, so it’s not something he’s used to. knowing he’s doing something that would make his dad furious is, while a bit nerve-wracking, absolutely thrilling.
considering it’s impracticality, the two of you had only gone at it in his C&R office a couple times, usually very briefly as well.
BUT those brief moments have been, to jumin, some of the most exciting moments he’s had with you.
the main reason he doesn’t want to mention this to you is because he doesn’t want to encourage you to seduce him while he’s at work. as much as he loves it, he knows it isn’t a wise decision and tries to avoid messing around during company hours as much as he can.
oral (o)
i think he likes to receive and give the same amount. if you give him oral, he wants to return the favor (which he is very good at 👀)
he’s received it a couple more times than you, just from days he was really stressed out and you wanted to help him relax. he always offers to give you oral in return, but you insist you’re fine since you can tell he’s exhausted. you don’t mind, anyways. hearing his soft grunts and moans echo throughout the pent house and knowing you did that is payment enough.
volume (v)
Jumin isn’t super loud. mostly he just lets out soft grunts and growls. the only time he really gets loud is when
he’s being really dominate during a bdsm scene
he’s drunk
during a scene, he tends to be more vocal the more he gets into it. along with his moans, he also talks dirty to you much more.
he usually isn’t super loud with his dirty talk. it’s something low, growled into your ear
are you gonna cum for me, sweetheart?
who do you belong to?
say my name.
good girl.
when he’s wine-drunk (and i mean actually drunk, which is rare for him) he doesn’t do much dirty talking but he’s louder with everything else.
his moans and grunts are almost at a yell as he sloppily thrusts into you.
the little dirty talk he does do is much less eloquent than it usually is
As long as he didn’t have a bunch of work to do, i think he’d be dtf whenever you are. if he’s just a little busy, he’s still dtf. it just takes some convincing ;)
it takes a lot to get him really horny. it usually happens when the two of you haven’t had time for sex and it’s been a while. you’ll surprise him with some new lingerie or a permiscuous text and he won’t be able to think about anything else until he has you.
cum (c)
he loves to cum inside of you
the intamacy of it makes his orgasm so much better. you feel so warm and soft wrapped around him.
he always grabs you tightly when he cums, his fingers digging into your skin as he lets out a breathy moan~
jumin is pretty open with his kinks. he doesn’t share them explicitly, but he drops enough hints that most of the RFA knows what he’s into (much to their dismay). he’s an open book.
except
there’s one secret Jumin would rather keep to himself, something he’d be embarrassed for even MC to find out.
Stoic business man or not, everyone has desire and curiosity. He was once a horny teen too. (as much as he wished, he could not control his hormones). being single and opposed to casual hookups, he went through a phase where he was obsessed with explored his sexuality though porn and sex toys.
the first time he watched porn, it was out of mere curiosity. he didn’t have any plans to get off to it. he just wanted to know what all the fuss was about. the first few videos he saw disgusted him.
“this woman seems to be 50% silicone and everything is obviously scripted. how could anyone be aroused by this?”
however, he began to stumble upon amateur, home-made videos. the ones where the people having sex actually love each other. he tried to dismiss those videos too, but he struggled to do so as his dick grew harder. it wasn’t long before he hit his breaking point.
he had jerked himself off before, but only because if he didn’t it could be a health concern. it felt good, but he had never orgasmed from it.
this was entirely different.
the gradual build up he felt as he listened to the woman’s soft moans and watched her scratching at her lover’s back, the way his body reacted to him slowing or speeding up his strokes, then the intense release that washed over him as he finished.
it was something that would be hard to forget.
Jumin made a habit of masturbating, doing it more frequently than he’d like to admit. he even did some online shopping to find some things that could enhance the experience.
he grew out of his “addiction” as he got older. he still enjoyed his alone time, but it was something he did sparingly from then on.
he would die of shame if anyone ever found out. it might not seem like a big deal for other people, but considering his status and the way christianity views masturbation, he’d rather keep this secret to himself.
experience (e)
considering he’s a christian and has never been in a long term relationship before MC, i don’t think he’ll have very much experience. i can’t decide whether or not he’d wait till marriage, but his virginity is definitely not something he’d give away to anyone. regardless of this, things just come (ha ha) naturally to him. sure, there’s some awkward moments here and there, but he’s a quick learner.
jack off (j)
Jumin is rather practical, so i imagine he’d probably do most of his stuff in the shower since it’s mess-free. he doesn’t masturbate super often anymore (see d). maybe 2-3 times a week at most. sometimes more depending on how stressed out he has been. definitely more if you’re away for a while and have been teasing him with “pictures.”
the hot water runs down his body as he steps back, leaning against the wall. his brow is furrowed and his breathing is uneven and heavy.
“Ha... ah fuck”
he strokes himself quickly, getting closer to his climax. He closes his eyes, biting his lip as he imagines MC sprawled out in front of him, morning softly under his touch.
he lets out a deep moan, almost a growl, as he finishes, the release washing over him.
motivation (m)
i think any sort of subtle teasing would be enough to drive him mad
slowly sliding your hand up from his knee to right below his crotch when you’re sitting next to him at a table
nipping his ear when you lean in to whisper something
letting your skirt ride up when you bend down in front of him
taking advantage of a 10 second elevator ride to rub your palm over his crotch. just enough to get him riled up without giving him any satisfaction
whispering dirty things in such an innocent voice right before he has to talk to someone important...
the list goes on
he loves having control, so putting him in a situation where he couldn’t take you right then and there....
whew, you better run when the two of you get home.
of occasion, you’ve even managed to push him far enough that he drags you off to a secluded place and his some fun with you there.
“j-jumin, we could get caught!”
“if you’re so worried about that, then why did you decide to misbehave publicly when you knew this would be the outcome? bend over.”
stamina (s)
the man has a personal trainer: he’s in pretty good shape.
this being said, i think he can go for several rounds before getting exhausted, especially when he’s really horny. he also isn’t very quick to climax, so, if he needs too, he can hold off long enough for you to finish multiple times.
