You’re lying on the bed, reading a book, when Levi suddenly comes over to hug you, and you immediately know what he wants.
“Want some scratching?”
“Yeah.”
Your hand went to his undercut, gently scratching him there and making him close his eyes at the feeling. He didn’t even know he would love this until you tried it on him.
“You remind me of a cat.”
“I’m not a cat.”
“I didn’t say you are. I just said that you remind me.”
That shut him up, and you just smiled, continuing to do it until your boyfriend finally fell asleep.
Took almost 7 months, with 2 of those months spent drawing her (haha art block), but she's here! Meet Pile, the unofficial chef of the Shishigumi Mansion. Always preparing something homemade and delicious for herself-and the others cause they lowkey look over her shoulder for a bite. So why not just make a bunch extra? As long as the grocery budget covers everything, she's happy to cook!
See the gambling? Nothing too major but sometimes when Free makes bets with the guys he has his mate stand nearby because of her 'lucky rabbit foot'. He didn't believe in that crap at first until she won every match of Uno one night.
6 feet tall lions vs 3'5 rabbit and they lost. No one likes to talk about it.
ngl I never was a fan of the 'enemies to lovers' trope until I played the idea with my oc and Levi Ackerman in a Pokemon au where she's with Team Magma and he's with Team Aqua 😭😭
They later end up joining Team Galactic together engaged btw
・You weren't supposed to be in Heaven, Peter couldn't find your name in his book at all. So you offer him something to keep you there and he happily accepted.
・Pairing: Saint Peter x gn!afab!reader
・Content: 18+, soft!dom!Peter, blow job, p in v
・Notes: I was struggling to write Peter being a dom in any capacity so have a soft dom Peter trying to be dom but doesnt know wtf hes doing lol
・Word Count: 2,307
・Lists: St. Peter Masterlist | Ao3
How. How were you here? You were somehow standing at the gates of Heaven instead of burning down in Hell. It wasn't like you were dead set on going to Hell- but you certainly did some very bad things and expected to be down there. So why were you here? The first thing you saw were the golden gates ahead of you and right beside it was a cute angel on a podium. He took notice of you right away.
"Oh hey there! Welcome to Heaven! I'm Saint Peter and I'm the gatekeeper! Now just tell me your name so I can double check and let you into paradise!" His smile is wide and his enthusiasm was...maybe not infectious but it was adorable like the rest of him. You think you remembered that name from the Bible, which is crazy to think it was all real now that you died and are here now.
You walked closer, telling him your name and he happily opened the big book you didn't even notice was there and began looking for your name. His humming was oddly relaxing, even if you couldn't place the song he was humming to. You watched as his cheery face morphed into concern as he kept flipping the pages and scanning the names, but couldn't find one. By the time you stood right in front (and below) him, he looked at you with an awkward smile.
"I...can't find your name. This uh...this hasn't happened in a long while. This is why we have a gatekeeper! Ha ha...ha. I just need to uh-" Peter was extremely nervous as it dawned on you why he was nervous- your name wasn't just in the book, you were meant to go to Hell. "I just need to call the head Seraphim and send you on a merry way!" It looked like he was going to press a button when without thinking, you rushed up to him, stepped up onto the podium, turned him around, and pinned him against the wood.
"Now...we don't have to do that. I can offer you something that will make you want me to stay here” The angel was violently blushing gold- meaning that angel blood must be gold as well- and was rendered speechless as you cupped his face and pulled his lips close to yours. So close that your breaths were mingling together, you didn’t want to scare him off but make sure he knows what he’s getting into and can always have an out. Was this super immoral? Of course. But you always wanted to make sure your partner was willing and it was consensual. You gave him a few seconds to pull away, back out, say anything to get you to leave, but he didn’t. So- kissed him you did.
It wasn’t an intense kiss as you wanted to ease him into it, you just hoped some other angel didn’t pop in to say hi to him or a new person decided to die and ruin your fun. Peter kissed back albeit hesitantly, but it was obvious he was enjoying it. His hands soon wandered up to your hips, slotting them to keep himself steady and yours drifted from his cheeks down to his neck and shoulders. You pulled away, leaving Peter a panting, adorable mess. He tried to hide it, but you could see him thinking about it, wondering if it was all worth it.
“If you don’t want to go through with it, it’s alright. Sell me to Hell, it’s fi-” Before you could even finish offering him one last out- he roughly grabbed your shoulders and slammed his lips against yours, completely catching you in surprise. Quickly adjusting to the sudden attack- you kissed him back with the same fervor, matching him in aggression. It was obvious he was pent up inside, as he kissed like he wasn’t going to be here tomorrow. You were the first one to pull away again and you giggled at how eager he was.
“So I’ll take that as a yes then?” He simply nodded and you took the lead again. Without saying a word, you started to unrobe him. But he suddenly panicked and grabbed your hands, making you confused.
“I uhm…we can do this but uh…not fully naked…please?” He squeaked it out like a mouse and you just chuckled. His cuteness was going to be the death of you- well, double death. Instead of completely disrobing him, you just pulled the bottom half upwards and felt the top of his underwear. His golden blush deepened as he looked down at your arms and back up to your face.
“Let’s see what you’re packing, hm?” Squatting, you dipped under his robes and slowly slinked his underwear down, wanting to be as slow as possible just to rile him up. As soon as you reached halfway down his hips, you bit your lip at the sight of his shaft. You continued the slow descent until his cock was fully unsheathed, it bounced as its confines were no longer holding it back. It was at eye level and you looked at it with a smile on your face. It wasn’t too long, but also not too short either, but it made up for the length in girth. You had your work cut out for you.
Licking your lips to get ready, you brought your tongue out and gave an experimental kitten lick to the tip. The reaction was instant. His thighs shook slightly and you could hear a muffled moan from above. Score. You popped out from underneath to deliver a quick message before diving back in.
“Might want to hold onto something, or sit down, whatever one works best” Making sure you were comfortable under the garments, you gently grabbed ahold of his dick and gave a few tugs back and forth while you licked his tip a few times. His thighs shook again and you could feel him adjusting his body as he moaned. Fuck. He really is going to be the double death of you. Every sound he makes goes straight to your pussy, along with his now very hard cock you are manhandling.
Enough was enough and you decided to wrap your mouth around his tip, giving it a suck before going deeper. Peter’s whole body shuddered as you heard him swear from above, so you went deeper. Head bobbing back and forth as you slowly took more of him in each pass, he shuffled his feet until he was up against the podium, your mouth never being removed. The angel’s legs started to bend and he was soon sliding down the wood, unable to stand anymore. You let go and fully pulled off of him as he not-so-gracefully landed on the floor, legs bent around you and his breathing ragged.
Without a word, you grabbed onto one of his knees to angle his leg out of the way and used your free hand to grab ahold of his dick once more. Your mouth resumed sucking and his whole body continued to shudder and shake at your ministrations. You were too busy focusing on giving him a blowjob to realize how dark it was under his clothing, but out of nowhere, you were blinded by the brightness of Heaven as Peter flipped open his robes and you looked up to find him staring at you with half lidded eyes, hand covering his mouth, and face consumed by gold. The sight was better than what you could have ever imagined and you would commit it to memory.
“Fuck…ah. Don’t stop…keep going! I was…I was close” Instead of moving again, you simply stared at him and slowly started to ease your mouth off of him, but he quickly shot his other hand out and pushed your head further down. “I told you to keep going! Please?” Like he was burned, Peter quickly retracted his hand to sit on the bunches of his robe and tried to backtrack by asking nicely. Oh? Was the dominant side of him starting to show? He seemed very shocked that he did that and wasn’t sure what to think. All you knew was that you had to bring it out of him.
You stayed where you were, grabbed his free hand, and put it right back where he placed it. Without a word, you held it there and started moving up and down again, guiding him on how to take command. Peter just stared, hesitant until you finally felt pressure on the back of your head that wasn’t caused by you. Feeling satisfied- you let go and gripped the rest of his dick that wasn’t currently in your mouth and rubbed it to make for the length you couldn’t fit in your mouth.
His moans were louder now that they weren’t travelling through layers of fabric, but still muffled as his hand remained over his mouth. You let his hand push you back and forth until soon, you felt hot streams of cum coat your tongue and drip down your throat.
“Fuck! Oh my god that felt so good. I am so sorry!” His apology was so cute and so unneeded, it made you want him more. You felt his hand disappear from your head and you made sure to lick his cock for all its worth. Pulling back, your mouth felt sore due to how thick he was and you were breathing heavily as he panted like a dog. Making sure not to miss anything, you licked your lips and noted how his cum tasted faintly of cotton candy, you could certainly get used to that.
“Don’t apologize” You wiped any remaining cum from your lips as you crawled on top of him, kissing him to make sure he tastes it before moving away. “I wanted you to cum in my mouth. Now let’s start the real thing, shall we?” Now it was your turn to undress as you slowly dragged your pants down your legs, letting them pool to the floor and let your underwear go next and you stepped out of the mess of fabric. Peter stared with wide eyes at your now naked crotch, his breathing picked up again in nervousness and anticipation. Gently, you angled yourself on top of him and gripped his length so it lined up with your hole. You felt the tip at your entrance and started to push down, making the angel moan and his hands twitch as he tries to find a spot to place them. You groaned as it sunk into you easily, like he was made for you.
“Oh my!” His breath was shaky as you continued to slide down him, making sure he was ok as you kept sinking, until you were fully sheathed. You felt so full, it was so satisfying and it made you groan. For a few moments, you both just sat there, taking all of it in.
“You ready?” You asked, wanting to make sure he was before you started to move. You placed your hands around his face again, thumb caressing his cheek as you admired his face. His stupid, adorable face. “God, you’re so beautiful” He sputtered before finally finding his voice.
“T-thank you. Yes I am- I am ready!” You started to move up and down, not going too fast at first to make sure he adjusted. You moved your hands to his chest for support. He whimpered as you went a bit faster, but still slow enough to not be overwhelming, and soon enough you had a steady pace. But apparently, he thought you could be rougher as his hands wrapped around your waist and started to bounce you up and down harsher than you have been, surprising you.
“Go faster! It feels too good to go that slow!”Giggling, you let his dominant side be in control and let him take the reigns, and it hit you that you haven’t had a fuck this amazing in so long. So faster you went as he used strength you didn’t even realize he had, but you weren’t complaining. You moaned his name and he suddenly slapped your ass which shocked you even more. But he must have mistaken your shock for hurt and he stopped moving entirely.
“I’m sorry, did that hurt? Wait...why did I even do that?” His concern was too cute, he had no idea what he was doing and was too caught up in the pleasure.
“No, no. Well, it did hurt, but in a good way. Keep going” He muttered an ‘ok’ as you reassured him and you picked up the pace again, making him resume control with his hands on your hips. He gave you another slap, this time on the ass, but it wasn’t as strong as the first time. Both a moaning mess again, you let him control the speed and ran your fingers through his golden locks, biting your lip. The coil began to tighten as arousal coursed through your body, the pleasure was making your toes curl and you knew your orgasm was soon approaching.
“Fuck! Fuck! I’m going to cum!” His hands gripped onto your thighs tightly as you felt the hot rush of cum cover your insides, triggering your orgasm and gushing all over him. You both shuddered in pleasure as the high started to wean and the reality of what just happened hit you.
You fucked the gatekeeper into Heaven into letting you stay.
Yeah you deserved Hell.
Falling on top of him, you just rested there as you both caught your breaths. This man was the cutest trying dom you ever met. Laying your head against his shoulder, you felt his hands wrap around your cheeks and bring you up to meet his eyes.
aaa the struggles of reading x readers and the reader is always smaller than him. My 6'0 oc really be walking around in Levi's clothes looking all 'baggy'
I don't blame Alastor for how he reacted though. Alastor has like no friends it seems and he thought Vox was different until Vox "ruined it"
Rosie is his leash holder
Mimzy runs to him for protection/when she wants something
Vox wanted him (in Al's mind) for his power/influence
The way Alastor reacted felt like such a defence mechanism omg. Also this might explain why he's so close to Nifty? As soon as she was in danger, Alastor stopped, offered the deal, because maybe he couldn't let the one person who wants nothing from him getting hurt 😭
I hope all that made sense. I'm lowkey horrible at articulating my feelings lol
I struggled a little bit cause I wanted to add an eeveelution + Swanna felt more like an Emily pokemon but oh well! I'm happy and satisfied with the team :3
