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[eibachu]

Solomon and his pact marks 🙂‍↕️😛

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(This was inspired by @/ObAngye on X!)

[mahi-does-obey-me]

OH MY FUCKING GOD HE'S SO HANDSOMEEEEEE FUUUUCKKKKK

[werewolfism]

WIKIPEDIA MONSTER COMPILATION PAGES FOR PEOPLE

japanese creatures

greek creatures

creatures organised by type

creatures listed by letter

humanoid creatures

filipino creatures

chinese creatures

cryptids

‘fearsome critters’

angels

beings referred to as fairies

creatures that pretend to be human

a page on therianthropic creatures

shapeshifters

hybrid creatures

extraterrestrial creatures

deities

a page of mythology page links

a section of folklore page links

flying creatures

theological demons

fictional species lists

mythology related lists

legendary creature related lists

[odissey061]

I fear this arrived in my homepage due to certain tags I follow, but it's super useful for all of the fantasy writer out there. If you know any other places with different myths, just add it in a reblog

[werecreature-addicted]

part one

Fallen angel who can't help but crave sex every moment after you two make love for the first time. He doesn't want to eat or sleep or work, he wants to be balls deep inside your perfect cunt. He's only ever known Devotion, not even as a form of love, but as a way of life, now that he's lost his god he has nothing to devote himself to except for your perfect body and the holy way you cum. He eats you out with the same diligence as he used to pray. He knows your body the way a priest knows the bible. Your cries of pleasure are like gospel music. divine.

He drizzles honey over your tits and sucks your skin clean again, lavishing you with his tongue, teasing your nipples with his teeth. If you're worried that he's not eating enough he'll gladly take every meal at the alter of your breasts.

He feels unworthy when you bathe him, no amount of soap will make him clean again. He doesn't deserve your soft affection. if anything, he should be bathing you, kneeling at your feet, bringing warm water over your body, tenderly washing every inch. but he's not the worshiper he once was, he gets distracted, and he strokes your pussy slowly back and forth, the soap long forgotten as he "cleans" you. He strokes your clit slowly, his breath fluttering as you twitch against the pad of his fingers. He's so lucky to be in the cult of your love, your first and only follower. Normally he knows that people would try to share this pleasure, this sanctum, but the thought of sharing you twists him inside. He thinks he'd kill anyone else who tried to worship you the way he does.

[odissey061]

Yandere!Simeon after the fall

[odissey061]

Vil Schoenheit hc

This is just my humble opinion about Vil. Sadly I can't play twst because I live out of the USA (I tried to download with a vpn, but it didn't work. If you have any helpful suggestio, share them, please T-T), so please don't chew me.

Cw: eating disorder, angst

Notes: if this headcanon reflects your action/thoughs, please ask help. Eating disorder are a serious things, but you can get out of it, you are not alone💜

The people around him don't notice his distress, maybe only Rook after a while notices it and when he confronts with Vil, he denies everything. "I need to do Rook, how can I be the fairiest of them all if I don't commit myself?".

Maybe is because he part of the show biz, or maybe because he pushes himself to be the fairiest of them all, but I think that Vil suffered/suffers of eating disorder, just a feeling of mine. He refuses to eat any sweets because he's scared of gaining too much weight and over exert himself with physical training. He only eat healthy food and he pays attention to the caloric amount of each food. If the meal contains too much calories, he's not going to eat. After skipping a meal, he may feels angry: sometimes he starves himself, sometimes he gives in to the pang of hunger and when he eats, he hates himself for every bite he's taking of that slice of bread. He doesn't do anything extreme like induce vomiting or use laxatives, he's not that far into the disorder, but he still feels guilty.

If MC is really close to him, maybe they can convince Vil that he's destroying himself, but it will take time and a lot of patience

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Voting ended onMar 31, 2024

[odissey061]

Parenting with(out) you [pt. 2]

I didn’t specify very well in the last chapter, but the reader was a member in an organization similar to the Haunting Dogs (for the ones who read the manga), but with the difference that this organization was subdued to a politician, so their missions could also be like kill x person. She is a skilled killer and a very good fighter you have no idea about how many scenarios played in my mind with a Mafia!Dazai x Killer!reader. Dark couple power, guys--.

It’s also implied that the reader and Chuuya were friends when Dazai worked with the Mafia and when she escaped from her boss, Chuuya offered her a shelter (the first time Chuuya appears in the anime, he said he just arrived in Japan after spending some time in the east)

[Mild smut]

The gif has not plot purpose: I juast wanted admired once again this hottie in a white suit

 Your first encounter with Keiko… didn’t go very well: you teared up as soon as you saw her, but she hid behind her father’s leg, refusing to see you. Of course, Dazai told her that there was the possibility she could see you for the first time, but it was like three month ago and in the meanwhile the kid started to believe she was not going to meet you. For the first month, she saw you as a woman who wanted take away from her the only parent left. She only changed her behavior with you when Dazai scolded her harshly, because she said she hated you and she didn’t want to see you again. That was the first and the last time Dazai slapped her.

 Hearing those words, you started to cry too: you know it wouldn't be easy to make Keiko accept you in her life, but still… From another room, you listened to Dazai saying “I know is difficult for you; but she is your mother. I already told you that she didn’t leave us because she wanted, but because she was forced” and also “I just want the two women of my life to love each other, can you do this for daddy? ”.

 Then she came into yours and Dazai’s room and she sat on the bed, close to you. Keiko gazed at you for a long time, then she spoke:”You have the same hair as me and also your face is similar to mine. Daddy says that we can both understand him the most and that my character is really similar to yours when you meet for the first time. Are you really my mommy? You are not trying to take away my dad away from me, right?”. “No, of course not. I love you so much, Keiko. I’m sorry for disappearing, but I didn’t want to put yours and Osamu’s life in danger. I’m so, so sorry, Keiko”.

 Then you showed her your wallet: there was a folded photo of your daughter with Dazai. Only then Keiko understood you really were his mother and you were with her. She hugged you, crying, and begged you to don’t leave her again. “I will do everything in order to have your pardon” you said and with that words you firmed your own end. But we are going to see this later.

When you started to work at the ADA, you requested to be Yosano’s partner, due to your ability: you could force someone else to do what you wanted, but you had to hurt yourself and the more lethal the wound, more control you had. You and her became friends really fast since you were the woman more close to her age. Sometimes you helped her in her laboratory and other times you carried on a case alone.

You two often spent time together out of work and you accompanied her to go shopping under the other members of the Agency’s blessing, of course, but you refused whenever she proposed to you to drink together, saying that somebody was waiting for you at home  and she teased you about your lover. Well, she wasn’t completely wrong, but you were talking about your daughter. (Neither you or Dazai told your coworkers you were in a relationship and you also had a child).

At work, nobody knew that you two were engaged: the smarter ones understood that you and Dazai weren’t completely strangers, since you entered at work and left it at the same hours, really often you spent your breaks together etcc…; but they couldn’t imagine you were actually engaged (and you were parents!)

Let’s answer one of your questions: how did Dazai behave with you at work? Apparently, he treated you just like a colleague, but he subtly showed only to you how he cared for you. Dazai’s love language at work was impossible to notice until you knew him: every morning he left a cup of your favorite drink on the lab’s table, he was always slacking off or ignoring his work free when you had breaks and he spent them with you and he always searched for your eyes and smiled at you when you were in the same room (when you were in the lab, he often gazed at thee closed door. Kunikida seemed to have a super effective radar for when Dazai was distracted about you: every time he hit his head with the pile of documents he ignored). And he also loved caressing your hand when he passed by the spot where you were, or when you casually brushing his hair please, ask me to write something about this point T-T. His gestures were discrete and small, but they were there. you still preferred them to that time he made love to you in his study when he still worked for the Port Mafia cough cough.

You preferred to maintain a professional facade at work, but sometimes, at the first occasion nobody was looking, he took you in an unused room at the floor to spend some time with you alone ;). You two usually kissed for a long time, even if you seldom indulged in more carnal acts. You protested everytime, but Osamu insisted with his usual dramatic act that it was impossible to resist when you were so cute in that outfit. He also used the excuse that at home you had no privacy since Keiko was glued to your side, even when it was time to sleep much to Dazai’s mild annoyance since he couldn't do anything with you because Keiko slept between you and your boyfriend in your bed.

Speaking about your relationship, Yosano was the first who suspected that you and Dazai were engaged. In the Agency’s bar there was the rumor, between the maids, that Dazai had found a s/o, since every morning he bought for them a cup of their favorite drink. A day, you, Osamu and your respective partners went there to have a meal and a maid was thanking this Dazai’s s/o for existing, because thanks to them nor her of her colleague were harrassed by the question of committing a double suicide together. With a mild anger in your voice, you asked her to be more specific and for every word spilled by the maid, Dazai’s face became paler. needless to say, that night he slept in Keiko’s bed, as your daughter was with you. Yosano connected the dots and she understood you were something more than colleagues, but she kept your secret.        

 But how did the Agency find out you had a daughter? That’s a fun story. Remember when I said that the quote “I’ll do anything for you” doomed your downfall? Well, the little rascal (your kid) took this really seriously. This wicked brat listened to you talking with your boyfriend about you abandoning her and she exploited that to steal your attention: were you talking with Dazai on the sofa? She sat between the two of you, saying that she wanted to play with you. Were you working at home? She cried so much loudly that you gave up what you had to do and the list went on. It took a while to Dazai to realize that his daughter was stealing you away. You were fooled by Keiko’s angelic face, but Dazai knew this little devil too much well to be tricked. (He was one fours surprised for the cleverness she showed and three fours annoyed by it. Dazai, what did you expect from your own daughter XD).  Having said that, a day Keiko feigned to be sick in order to spend more time with you, but you had to work and the babysitter wasn’t available, so you thought bringing her to work was a good idea (spoiler: it wasn't).

 The first ones to see you with Keiko were Atsushi, Kyoka and Kunikida. A few seconds later came Kenji and the Tanizaki’s siblings. They all were fooled charmed by your daughter and they started to play with her, complimenting how cute she was. Then Naomi said:”Somehow, she looks familiar” and, after staring at her for a while, they all agreed, trying to understand who the father was. Kunikida shivered for a second noticing how similar she was to Dazai, but he couldn't imagine Dazai having a lover, let alone being a father. You heard a crash behind you and when you turned you saw a very much shocked Yosano who held in her hand a cup handle and Rampo with the open mouth as he was eating a candy. Your partner knew your relationship with Dazai, but discovering he was also a father shocked her too much, Rampo probably understood everything when he saw Keiko.

 Atsushi wondered:”But who is the father? Does he work here too?”. The poor, naive Atsushi, didn’t have the slightest idea and you couldn't even have the time to answer, that Keiko jumped off Kenji’s lap, screaming:”Daddy!!”. All the members turned to see Keiko clinging to Dazai’s leg. Kunikida’s lenses audibly cracked, some of them felt the urge to sit and Yosano had to assist a couple of faintings. Some seconds passed in the utter silence as they tried to metabolize the shock, then they started to assault you and Dazai with questions.      

 The sight of Dazai lifting up his daughter was a sight to behold and eventually they accepted the fact that Dazai is a father. the image of Dazai giving a esquimo kiss to his daughter, holding her in his arms, has me melting on the floor. “How old is she?” Naomi asked and you answered:”She’s four years old”. She thought about it for some seconds:”But if she’s four that means that you and Dazai met when he worked with the Port Mafia, isn’t it?” and luckily Yosano was quick:”There are some things that are private in a couple. Now let’s work that we already lost enough time”. She saved you before the questions became too personal.

 Dazai and Kunikida left the office for a mission and you went in the lab with Yosano, telling Keiko to don’t come in, since the room was full of lethal weapons. Feeling abandoned, she cried as loudly as she could, thinking that you’d rushed over she used the same technique at home when you are with your boyfriend. It worked every time. But you didn’t. Rampo decided to take care of her: he shared his candies with her and he asked her to help him to resolve his cases. Keiko quite enjoyed staying with him.

 After a couple of hours, when Dazai came back to the office, all of your colleagues kicked you three out, begging you to take a stroll with your child. Above all the experience was traumatic and the shock too huge for them, but what surprised them was that even someone like Dazai could have a family and be a good father. It’s murmured that that day, when Kunikida went at home, he declared:”After four years of being Dazai’s partner, I asked to the Grim Reaper to take me, but he said “no, you have to suffer a bit more” and he placed Dazai’s daughter on my path”.

You also wondered how Chuuya would react to a mini Dazai? you sadists. You, Keiko and Osamu were in a luna park to spend some quality time together as a family. Both yours and Dazai’s guard was very high, considering your past works, especially when Keiko was with you. Recently, you heard news about a child kidnapper, so you were even more anxious, but Osamu reassured you: nobody was so stupid to kidnap the daughter of an ex Port Mafia director and of an ex agent. Right? No

All happened in a second. The park was really crowded and in a second you were holding Keiko’s hand and in the next one she was no longer by your side. Surprisingly, Dazai was the most scared one: he told you before that the reason he stopped to think about suicide was Keiko, so he was really attached to his daugher (more than a normal parent). But the moment of fright and bewilderment was really brief and in the next second, both you and Dazai analyzed the situation with utmost rationality. You watched in Dazai’s eyes and you shivered: they were ruthless, without a shred of magnanimity, just like whe he woked under Mori's command

But the kidnapper was doubly unlucky: he kidnapped not only Keiko, but also Elise-chan. When Mori knew that she was kidnapped, he sent Chuuya to retrieve her. His orders were: make sure that guy regretted turning against the Mafia (you know, usual Mori stuff).

He found the kidnapper hideout and he killed him without any problems, but the troubles for him had just started. As soon as the man was dead, ten kids or more ran away from that place (Chu Chu instructed them to go to the nearest police station), but a brunette kid stayed there.

Keiko, to put it simply, fell in love with him as soon as she saw him using his ability. Osamu didn’t mention at all he was a mafioso (he wanted to show to her daughter only his best sides), but he talked about his ex partner. She clinged to Chuuya’s leg with adoranting eyes. Chu Chu was a bit creeped out: why was that child not scared? She was kidnapped, for the God’s sake

Chuuya tried to push her off, but he miserably failed. He gazed more carefully at Keiko and with dread, he admitted that she somehow reminded him of his ex partner, but that was only a coincidence, right? Elise asked her:”Why weren’t you scared?” and Keiko answered:”Because I know that mommy and daddy will come soon”. Then she looked at Chuuya, trying to remember how her father called him and she said:”Chibi-chan?”.

And the cruelty of reality hit Chuuya like a thunder: not only that wasting bandage garbage was still alive, but he also reproduced! He wanted to die, no, better: he wanted to kill Dazai once for all. But the final stroke arrived with the next question:”Do you want to marry me? Daddy told me to ask this question to a very special person”. Being proposed by Dazai’s daughter… in what other wicked ways his ex partner did try to send him to the Creator?! That was even more successful that putting a bomb in his car

Luckily, you and your boyfriend arrived at that moment. At the sight of his daughter clinging to the person he hated the most, Dazai almost had a stroke (to Chuuya’s happiness). As soon as Keiko saw you two, she runned in your direction (Chuuya was two times happier).

“You bastard, what did you say to her abou-” he started to yell at Dazai’s direction, but you interrupted him:”Thank you Chuuya for saving our daughter”. And you hardly hit Dazai's stomach with your elbow, so that he thanked Chuuya too.

In Chuuya’s mind something activated and he came to the general comprehension of what happened four years ago and why you met him some time later; but he didn’t say anything about it. He changed the topic:”You are the only woman in the world that can handle him, so be sure to be by his side”. That sounded almost like a blessing, but you didn’t dare to say it. “It’s what I intend to do”.

And walked in different directions, then Keiko yelled:”The next time we see again, tell me your answer” and you were almost sure to hear Chuuya trip to the ground. “What question have you asked?” you wondered half curious and half amused and she smiled dreamly:”If he wanted to marry me”. This time was Dazai’s turn to stumble on his steps. You laughed so hard that you stomach hurt, but you couldn’t stop, Osamu glared at you with a look of betrayal.

For the whole walk to your home, Dazai kept telling her how Chuuya was a bad person, but Keiko retorted that someone as beautiful as Chuuya couldn’t be a bad person. For a second Dazai glared at her with a sad smile, wondering if she would have told the same thing after he confessed to her all of his crimes. Knowing his thoughts, you tightened the grip of your hand on his, smiling:”For Keiko, you are the best person in the world, no matter what you did in the past”, then you added with a cheeky smile:”even better than Chuuya, I bet”.

 After tucking Keiko in her bed, you and your boyfriend retired in your bedroom. Dazai whined:”My daughter, my sweet, beloved and innocent daughter… How could she propose to another man? Especially him. She broke my heart: until yesterday she wanted to marry me. What did that slug do to her?”. You chuckled:”Are you sure it’s his fault? When we arrived it seemed like Chuuya was shocked too. I admit too that he’s beautiful”.

 At those words, Dazai’s body froze, but you didn’t notice it, too focused on changing yourself for the night. “You and him seem to be well acquainted” his voice was somehow restrained and it was just your impression, or Dazai was jealous? “Not really. When you were in the Port Mafia we met only twice, but after my escape, he saved me. I had a high fever, no place to stay and I didn’t eat in the last days. I was probably on the verge of death. He took me in his home and he helped me to get better”.

 In your stream of words, you didn’t notice that Dazai’s mood changed. In the Port Mafia he was possessive and he get jealous really often, but at least he vocalized it in his words or by action; but this Dazai was different: since once you got together, he never showed any sign of uneasiness, probably because now he knew that there was no possibility that you could fall for someone else. But Chuuya was the exception and knowing that he was by your side when you rejected his help, fueled his insecurity. And in the next second, you were under him, his hands already on your pajamas.

Notes: if you are curious about certain aspects in this AU, you can always ask me

 You lost your occasion to say:”Nothing that you imagine happened, really”, because his lips were already on yours, kissing you until you didn’t have any more oxygen in the lungs. That night, Osamu kept asking who you loved not really for reminding you but for himself. He made love to you all night along, coaxing an orgasm after another one from your body, hungry for your love. You were quite sure that the both of you have been quite vocal and you hoped to don’t wake up Keiko. After he washed you, you took his face in your hands, saying only two words, a single question, Osamu gazed surprised at you for a while, then he smiled, answering your question with three letters: yes.

[odissey061]

Fandom: Bungo stray dogs

Parenting with(out) you [pt. 1]

Aka: What happens when Dark era!Dazai becomes father a month before Oda's death.

A few notes before you read:

- the reader had a childhood really similar to Dazai’s, this means that from a certain age she was “”””adopted””” by the boss of some task force and since then she works there.

- This story starts when both the reader and Dazai are eighteen years old, some times before Dazai leaves the Port Mafia. They are both adults and Dazai leaves the Port Mafia when he’s 19, so the event in the canon (when he’s in the ADA) happens when he is 23.

- It’s not really explicitly stated, but the reader is depressed just like Dazai.

You met Dazai when you were on an undercover mission in Yokohama and your duty was to find more information about a certain criminal association. Periodically, you referred your progress on the investigation to your partner, whom he spoke with the boss. Of course, you never told them that you were in love with the most dangerous executive director in the Port Mafia, Osamu Dazai

You knew each other thanks to Oda. You fell for him (and he fell for you) at first sight, recognizing in the other’s eyes the same feeling of lingering despair. It was sudden, but you didn’t suppress the blossoming love. In your mind it was fine, since you didn’t have to investigate the Port Mafia. You knew it was dangerous developing feelings during a mission and you also were aware of the crimes committed by the young executive director.

Dazai, on the other hand, didn’t know you were a spy. After a while you had started dating, he fully trusted you: how could he don’t when he recognized you as his soulmate? He read you like an open book and he knew you could do the same with him. Your souls were identical: affection starved and longing for someone who could totally understand you.

There were times in which he demanded your attention, like a dog that ask for being petted: he tried to gain your attention messing with you as you worked, until you kissed him. And other times he took you love forcefully, biting and marking your skin like a predator that marked his prey. The night you became pregnant was just like that. When he entered in your house, he immediately kissed you, not giving you the chance of greeting him. Neither of you spoke much that night. Probably something big happened during his last mission to make him so shaken.

Dazai felt the need to hold you so tight that you couldn't breathe and you let him. That night there wasn't any foreplay, nor dirty words or any preparation. He held your hands as he rammed mercilessly inside you like a madman. The pleasure ran in your veins as you asked Osamu to go slower -he had never been so rough with you before to the point to make your womanhood ache.

Oh, and you didn’t use protection. Osamu was even more aroused seeing his white semen flowing out of you, so he went on multiple times, not caring of the possible consequences. It was like the button of his rationality was switched off. He stopped as soon as he noticed that you passed out during your lovemaking. He recognized he went too far and he murmured apologises to your sleeping for as he cleaned you, promising that he was going to ask your forgiveness when you were awake. He snuggled to your body, clinging on you.

The chance of you becoming pregnant was really low, but it wasn’t impossible. You discovered you were pregnant when your menstruation didn’t come for the third month in a row. You were terrorized: nothing could prepare you for what was going to come. Neither you and your boyfriend conducted a normal life plus, you were also undercover.

What was the right thing to do? You knew how much Dazai tried to keep your relationship unknown to Mori, but a child? Hiding a kid was even more difficult, probably it wasn’t even possible. As you were going out of mind, your partner communicated to you that your boss was planning to betray the government.

There was the chance of disappearing from the radar during the mission and your partner helped you to carry on with your idea. Now you were a civilian. You still didn’t know what to do, if to keep the child or not. You had to talk with Dazai about this situation.

When Dazai discovered you were pregnant with his child, he froze. For the first time he sensed he was going to faint. The problems and the questions were too many and both of you were only 18 years old. You were too young and the situation was too big. The two of them thought about the solution for two months -when the miscarriage was no longer feasible.

With a talk with Oda he understood that there were two possibilities left: giving the child in adoption or trying to raise them. Dazai was scared: neither you or him had a normal childhood or a proper parent. For the whole pregnancy the executive director distanced himself for you: he needed time to think and he didn’t want you to be influenced by his thoughts since he knew your mental health was really important.

He asked Oda to take care of you in his place. Even if he was distant from you, he still cared about you: he called you three times in a week to know if you were fine and when you had to go to the doctor he went with you (he asked Oda if he was in a mission)

The doctor informed you that you could decide to give the child in adoption until a week after the birth. You decided to sustain whatever solution your boyfriend came up with.

Your waters broke when you were having a meal with Oda. Panic overwhelmed you as he carried you to the closest hospital. As the doctors took you away, he called Osamu saying that his child was going to be born. The executive director immediately left the reunion with Mori and his boss wondered what could make the ruthless Dazai so pale.

Osamu stayed outside the room with his friend, knowing that he would have fainted if he were with you. Oda was lowkey amused seeing his friend so nervous renowned his promise to help you both to raise your child. Hours later, the nurse gave him permission to enter in the room where you were resting. His nerves were torn apart: he spent ten hours not knowing if you were okay and if the operation was going smoothly. He knew that there was the possibility for you to die, even if the pregnancy was carried out without any problems, and he regretted the decision of not entering with you inside.

But as soon as he walked in, all his fears melted like snow in the sun: you were fine and you held in your arm a small bundle. The light of the rising sun at your back made you look like a celestial being to Osamu, who froze for a second at the entrance. You smiled at him, on the verge of tears, and told him to meet your daughter.

Dazai wondered if he could hold her with his hands stained with blood and you laughed, handing him the bundle. As soon as he held his daughter in his arms, you understood he fell in love for the second time. A tear rolled down his cheeks and he whispered:”She is so beautiful. She looks like you”. He had never felt so happy and for the first time he understood the value of being alive. He wanted to keep her, he decided it as soon as he saw her for the first time.

She started to cry and he impanicated, not knowing what to do. You held her close to your breast and she sucked the milk. “How can we name our daughter?” he asked in a sweet tone: seeing you feeding your daughter filled his heart with happiness and tenderness. In that moment you acknowledged two things: he wanted to keep the child and her name. You answered: “Keiko*. With the meaning of lucky child”. You hoped that that child could also bring happiness and luck to your new family. “It’s beautiful” he commented.

(Missing part) everyone to be sure none could report him. If you continued to live there, your daughter would have been in danger. So you did the only thing you could think of: escaping. You wrote a letter where you told the truth to Dazai and you left the Country.

When he read the sheet he felt betrayed: he understood why you didn’t tell him your true identity, but he wondered why you didn’t talk to him about the current situation you were in. He was one of the most powerful people in the Country, he could have protected you and your child! Only a week later Oda died and Dazai left the Mafia. It happened too fast for him.

When he joined the ADA, he talked with Fukuzawa about the single-parenting situation and the president understood him and asked him if one of his secretaries could work as a babysitter. Dazai accepted his offer.

Three year passed and no matter his efforts, he couldn’t find you. Of course, he knew that you were trained to cover your traces, but he didn’t suspect you were so good at hiding. There were days when he thought you were dead and in those days he lost the desire to tease Kunikida at work. None of his colleagues knew he was depressed, but his daughter inherited your ability to read him like a book, so she knew her father’s feelings. When he feel blue, Keiko runs toward him as soon as he enter in the house and she tries to cheer him up in every way she can. Dazai smiled with a hint of sadness. So young yet so perceptive, you’d be proud of our daughter.

Due to his new job, he couldn’t spend much time with her, but you can bet he spoiled her as much as he could: he bought for her everything she asked for. Clothes, shoes, games… he didn’t restrain himself at all. But he also taught her how to behave and some good principles.

Every free moment he had, he spent it with Keiko: during the weekend, he brought her to play in a park he’s super careful about not letting the boys come too close to her xd, every night he read her the story of the goodnight. He played with her whenever he could and often he works at home to stay with her Kunikida knows that he won’t work at all even if he doesn’t know the real reason (and he’s right). Above all Dazai is a playful parent, but he doesn’t miss the occasion to scold her when he has to.

Dazai knew that soon or later she would ask him where his mother was and why she wasn’t there, but he still wasn’t ready for her questions. The first time Keiko asked about you, he answered that you really loved her and that the month you spent together was the happiest moment of his life.

When she asked if he still loves her, Dazai told the truth: he still loved you and he could never love someone with the same intensity. Happy for the answer, Keiko hugged him saying:”I want mommy here, so we can be a happy family again”. He hugged her back, preferred not telling her that her mother could be dead or in love with another person. Never as in that moment she wished you were there with them.

They slept together that night and the morning after he went to the cemetery where Oda was. He asked him if he was a good parent and if he was doing enough to cover your absence.

The first time he heard about you, was a year later when a client came to the Agency asking for a detective who could help him to find you. The man showed the photo and Dazai affirmed he accepted the case (to Kunikida’s surprise since the man only showed a photo). Dazai understood the whole thing was fishy since the man claimed to be your father. He was excited that he finally had a clue about you.

He immersed himself in the case so seriously that Kunikida almost had a stroke. Keiko was a bit upset since her father worked at home too, not caring about her at all, but every complaint vanished when Dazai told her that maybe he could find her mother. In a couple of months he finally found you.

The Osamu you remembered is really different from the one who found you and you were really scared when he brought you to his home. You reminded all the fascicles about how he killed people when he was in the Port Mafia. You knew he hated you for what he did and you feared he was going to torture you or something similar, since he showed no sign of happiness or a gesture of affection. You couldn’t be more wrong! He only decided to have a small revenge for the lack of trust.

When you entered in the empty house (Dazai sent your daughter to the babysitter’s house for some days in order to have a serious chat with you) you sat at the table as Dazai took two bottles of wine. “Let’s have a chat” he said as he poured the alcohol in your glass. And the misunderstand happened: you mistook his seriousness as rage, that made you nervous and Dazai misunderstood your nervousness, thinking you didn’t love him anymore.

“I’m sorry for what I did …” then you stopped: how could you address him now? Osamu seemed too intimate for a fiancèe who left her lover for years, so you opted for his last name. Osamu frowned hearing his last name: he didn’t like the distance that the appellative created. During the past four years, he thought a lot about your relationship and he came with the solution he could have treated you better: he didn’t abuse you or something similar, but he betrayed your trust a lot of time and he flirted with a lot of women. In his eyes he treated you awfully and he was really sure you found a new boyfriend, much better than him.

Neither of you spoke much and you were always more convinced that you wouldn’t be able to leave that house the morning. Osamu talked:”Why didn’t you tell me you were in danger? I could protect you, both you and my daughter...”. He thought to call Keiko our daughter, but he changed idea and you were a bit upset by the adjective. Anyway, you didn’t have any right to protest: could you still call Keiko yours after you left her? He continued:”A week later your abandonment, Oda died during a mission and Ango revealed himself like the spy he was. I left the Port Mafia. My word was falling apart and I had also a newborn to take care of. And you were elsewhere, probably with someone else”.

You really felt guilty and tears rolled down your cheek. Dazai, who had covered his face as he was speaking, raised the head and watched you dumbfounded. The truth was that the implied blame in his speech, hurt you like a gunshot, and, accompanied by four years of feeling guilty, she cried. That was their worst fight, even if neither of them raised their voice. She sobbed, telling that she had been feeling a shit for the past few years, that there wasn’t a day without she thought about her family and that she completely understood his decision to consider Keiko his own daughter.

Osamu started to think rationally again and when he understood they were under an enormous misunderstanding, he chuckled, gently caressing her hair. “We are both dummies: I gave you the cold shoulder to have a small revenge of your lack of trust and you thought I hated you. You couldn’t be more wrong: I thought about you everyday too” and he embraced her. You cried even more after knowing that he still loved you.

He carried you in his bedroom and he kissed you until you stopped crying. The moment was so sweet and tender: he murmured sweet words of love and affection, peppering your face with butterflies and playful kisses. You started to undress him and he started to do the same with you. There were still many things to talk about, but for that night it was enough.

The lovemaking had never been so gentle: he did so many foreplays that you were already crying for the overstimulation, but Osamu wanted to be sure to not hurt you. Before proceeding, he wondered if you were fine and you nodded. He kissed every tear left as he told you how blissfully he felt to be in your life again.

The pace was so slow that you almost decided to ride him, but Dazai convinced you with a glare to accept this rhythm. Whimpers and whines left your mouth as he reminded you how sweet was be loved by him and he remembered how beautiful you were.

Even during the afterglow, he continued to coax your lips in a stream of kisses that saw the both of you so close that could not pass a breath of air between your bodies, but neither of you complained about it. After a long wild, when your brain was melted and your body boneless, you remembered that you still had not seen your daughter.

Dazai told you that she was sent to the babysitter for some days since you had to have a talk between yourself and deciding what you were going to do. He promised to let you see her the day after tomorrow since you had to talk about a lot of things as a couple.

He proposed you to come to work at the ADA since you had years of experience as a secret agent and you accepted. The day later he talked to Fukuzawa for your recruitment and when he proposed you an interview for today, he intervened saying it was too soon. Then he hung up: there were still less than twelve hours before you met Keiko and he intended to have you full attention focused only on him.

He took you in his arms and he brought you to your bedroom ;) one night wasn't enough to cover the years you spent apart

Notes:

A lot of things are left unsaid, like the identity of the man who asked for you at the ADA and how Dazai treated you as he worked in the Port Mafia, so if you want you can ask me to write a fic about these topics. Please, ask me. I have so many ideas and headcanon for this AU and Dark Era!Dazai.

In the next part, we'll see how the Agency + Chuuya react to a chibi version of Dazai👀. Be ready for the absolute chaos

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 18

Fandom: Tian Guan Ci Fu

(Note: I still miss four or five fics to complete the list and it's already december, but I swear I will finish them soon. Forgive my laziness, I'm so much ashamed T-T)

Mind breaking

Xie Lian was a beautiful angel, held captive by the King of demons as a war prize. He could be free only if he managed to make the devil bleed and only God knew how many times he tried to stab him with a blade, but he always failed. No matter how quick Xie Lian was, the King was faster to stop his attacks.

One day, the devil asked him:”Why are you trying so hard to break free? Wouldn’t you stay better here? Everyday I make you delicious meals, so tasteful that anyone would kill for them, you sleep on the softest mattress with the warmest blanket. You are wrong if you think that I treat in this way every prisoner”.

True, for some reason that devil treated him like an esteemed guest instead of a prisoner, but that prideful angel didn’t want that: he wanted to go back to Heaven, where his friends were. When he answered in that way, the King gazed at him:”You want to return in a place where your own friends despize you? They don’t give a fuck about you. Have you ever wondered why nobody came here to save you? You deserve more than a bunch of filthy ungrateful people”.

Xie Lian creved to not believe him, but he dreadful feeling that the devil was right slithered in his mind. His companions had stopped seeing him as such since when he fell in love with a human. When his secret was found out, the human disappeared from the Earth and Xie Lian became an emarginate.

That night, the angel dreamed of Heaven and his old friends. They were around a table, their expressions were deadly serious. "We are not going to save him. We are lucky that the Demon King was satisfied with only Xie Lian as a hostage, we won't rescue him! Heaven won't risk another war for… For a scum like him!" Mu Qing's face was twisted by rage, "I'm sure he's enjoying his time there: he's well fed and treated. Probably he's spreading his legs to the Demon King to receive this kind of treatment" he continued. Shi Qingxuan protested:"You are lying, he wouldn't do such a thing!". An angel showed a picture of Xie Lian lying in a comfortable bed, the sheets made of silk, covered his body, but everybody could see that his complexion was healthier. Shi Qingxuan couldn't believe his eyes. In the first war against the Demon King, thirty three angels were captured and many people told they heard their screams from Hell. Hua Cheng was ruthless, he didn't know what mercy was. How did Xie Lian manage to receive such a luxurious treatment? "How can you explain this?" Feng Xin rhetorically asked and Shi Qingxuan couldn't find the words to defend his friend.

Xie Lian woke up, the tears rolled down his cheeks. He knew that the chances of being saved were really low, but he could hope. Now, that even that hope was shattered, there was nothing left to cling to. He took the blade in his hand, determined to win the challenges.

The King was sleeping on the throne. His defences were utterly lowered and the angel knew that another opportunity as perfect as that, it wouldn't show up anytime soon. In his naiveness, he didn't consider that it could have been a trap.

He threw himself in a frontal attack, convinced that it would be enough, but the blade was stopped a few inches from the chest and the Devil had his eyes opened. Hua Cheng's hand was firm, holding the knife with bare fingers. Of course, it was a trap. Xie Lian should have considered that possibility sooner! Now it was too late: his only weapon was useless -held in a firm grip, Xie Lian couldn't move it- and he was sitting on the Devil's leg. If the King wanted to stab him, the angel didn’t have any way to defend himself.

But Hua Cheng didn't have any intention of harming his guest. He twisted a lock of the angel’s hair around a finger:“That's a shame, you were so close this time. I didn’t know you were so bold to sit on my lap:"That's a shame, you were so close this time. I didn’t know you were so bold to sit on my lap so casually". The demon's hand left the blade, arriving on the thin wrist. "Let go the blade, little angel, today you lost, you can always retry tomorrow" he said, but the angel opposed:"I'll do it when you'll release my wrist".

The grip became more tight and painful, the bones creaked and the angel let out a stiffened groan of pain. "I can easily break your bones, don't force me: let go the blade. It would be easier for you if you followed my directions” the Demon King cooed with a seductive voice. He meant more than than, suggesting Xie Lian to forsake any reluctance to yield to

Hua Cheng, so that he could receive anything the King wanted to give him. But the angel didn’t understand it and he refused to surrender.

If the King tightened his grip, Xie Lian’s wrist would break. Hua Cheng didn’t want to hurt him in any way, but if the angel refused to listen to him, he had no other choice. In the room echoed the sound of a bone breaking and just then the angel let the knife go.

Hua Cheng kissed him on the lips, encircling the angel’s neck with his arms, and Xie Lian bit his lips, making them bleed. The King chuckled, amused by his resistance, but he soon became serious again. “Why are you so fierce with me? The last time I touched you, you were so enthusiastic in your surrender to me” he said and Xie Lian protested:”Don’t speak no sense! I have never had such a deep relationship with you!”.

Then Hua Cheng whispered:”Are you sure, Dianxia?”. As soon as the angel heard that name, he froze“San Lan? Are you San Lan? I thought they killed you, you disappeared without a trace and… and…”. Xie Lian didn’t know what to say: how many centuries had passed since he heard his lover’s name. He almost forgot how his voice sounded.

“Yes, it’s me” San Lang smiled genuinely and Xie Lian was charmed. Before he could notice, Hua Cheng’s hand slipped inside the angel’s clothes and Xie Lian gasped surprised, shivering. It had been so long from the last time the angel was touched in this way. This time, when Xie Lian leaned in, the angel accepted the kiss, responding enthusiastically. Hua Cheng undid Xie Lian’s vest, already half torn, and the angel passed the fingers on his chest to have something to cling on when cold fingers grabbed his buttocks. The white cloth had many holes, so it was easy for Hua Cheng.

“San Lan” the angel moaned when the Demon King started to knead the soft flesh, “let’s take these activities to the bedroom” he continued. The King smiled: no matter how many time passed since their last reunion, because his lover was always the same. Shy, gracious and composed. A true angel. “Don’t fear, Dianxia: if someone breaks in during our reunion, I won’t let him survive” Hua Cheng said.

This time, when Xie Lian leaned in, the angel accepted the kiss, responding enthusiastically. Hua Cheng undid Xie Lian’s vest, already half torn, and the angel passed the fingers on his chest to have something to cling on when cold fingers grabbed his buttocks. The white cloth had many holes, so it was easy for Hua Cheng.

Hua Cheng stimulated the nub until they were swollen and perky. A small friction was all it took for Xie Lian to moan softly, trembling in his arms. For how much angels exuded chastity and purity, they couldn’t do anything against the carnal pleasure. Xie Lian was so beautiful; his chest and abdomen were marked by red signs, his nipples were wet and erect and Xie Lian’s eyes gleamed from the unshed tears. Everything about him screamed that he was Hua Cheng’s possession and the demon was really pleased. The angel’s mind couldn’t think straight, yet the demon wanted to see Xie Lian more lost in pleasure.

Hua Cheng lapped a finger and it grazed the soft skin close to Xie Lian’s hole. The angel squirmed, feeling a little uncomfortable:”San Lang, it has been many time since the last time and…”, but the demon silenced him with a phrase:”Dianxia, do you remember how good you were feeling when I was inside you”.

He distracted the angel with a kiss and he pushed the finger up to the second knuckle, then he stopped when Xie Lian tensed. So many time had passed since the last time they did it, tha Hua Cheng treated Xie Lian as if it was their first time together. After all, he was sure that Xie Lian didn’t touch himself, he was too shy, and if even he had tried to, Hua Cheng trained the angel’s body so that it responded only to his stimulations and none else.

When he was sure that the angel’s tight ass was ready to receive more, the King continued, until it was fully inside. He began to move his finger in and out slowly, dragging it against the sensitive walls.

Xie Lian was trembling against him and, as soon as he felt one finger was going smoothly, Hua Cheng began to press another inside. The angel moaned sinfully as the demon spread them inside him.

The king wanted to kiss him, but a bigger part of him wanted that all the inhabitants of the castle could hear Xie Lian’s loud groans, so that everybody knew how sweetly the angel surrendered himself to the demon’s caresses.

He crooked his fingers, knowing what to do to make his angel scream and his actions were rewarded with the sounds of pleasure coming from Xie Lian’s throat. “AH!” Xie Lian cried, “It’s okay. Did that feel good?”. Of course the angel would have screamed when the demon touched the prostate. He was so beautiful: Xie Lian’s cheeks were flushed and around his waist laid pieces of white clothes, last vestiges of his tainted purity. Making an angel fall never looked so beautiful

Hua Cheng moved his fingers in and out, trying to hit that spot again and his lover was whimpering. Xie Lian’s breath hitched when he started to press a third finger against his hole. Then he started to move, in a contained way at the beginning, but then he increased the speed, recognizing Xie Lian’s loosened hole.

Each thrust was firm and each new movement was more profound than the last, and soon Xie Lian had became a feverish mess on his arms. The angel’s body was trembling so much and then a particular thrust sent him over the edge. The angel lost the total and complete notion of everything that wasn’t Hua Cheng.

“You did so well, my angel” the King praised him. Hua Cheng knew that after this Xie Lian would have fallen as an angel and that he was not going to be accepted in Heaven, but it wasn't assured that he would have stayed with him. The demon gazed at the bleeding hand, the one who grabbed the blade. No, he had to completely break the angel’s mind, so that he could only think about him. He knew what to do.

“You took my fingers so well Dianxia” he whispered hoarsely close to the ear, “You moved so well that I was tempted to use my dick. I can only imagine how beautiful you’d look as you ride my cock”. He wanted to add that the way Xie Lian moved was the same as a slut, but he restrained himself: his purpose was to break the angel’s mind, not destroy him. Eventually he would have completely depended on Hua Cheng, but it was a gradual and slow process.

He telepathically called one of his retainers, ordering him to come into the throne room. After a few seconds he was there and the King continued with his plan. He removed the fingers from the angel’s body and the other whined loudly. The retainer’s face was red due to the embarrassment, yet he didn’t tear the gaze away.

Of course, his lover was so beautiful that it was impossible to not look at him. “San Lang, is someone inside?” the angel looked half panicated at the demon when he saw that Hua Cheng wasn’t looking at him. But the King held his head in the hands, so that he couldn’t turn over.

He kissed him, kneading the cheeks of Xie Lian's ass, pleased with the groans that escaped from his throat. Now the head of Hua Cheng’s cock was pressing lightly against his hole and he entered in a swift thrust. The angel gasped, searching for hair. The feeling was completely different.

Hua Cheng groaned feeling how tight Xie Lian was. “So good” he whispered and when he gazed at the angel on his lap, he noticed how he was already lost in pleasure. He understood that he was close to his purpose when his lover pushed his tongue into Hua Cheng’s mouth in a passionate kiss.

He was clutching at Xie Lian’s waist, sure of leaving marks on his skin. His lover tried to roll his hips and the demon’s dick became bigger. Xie Lian moaned loudly at the feeling and the King pushed up until he impaled his lover in one quick movement. They cried out together.

Xie Lian screamed in pleasure and Hua Cheng knew he must have found his prostate again and he tried to thrust up and aim for that spot. “San Lang! Please, please, please!” the angel begged, fully captured.

Hua Cheng pushed up as hard as he could and Xie Lian shouted in pleasure. “You’re so gorgeous, so tight. You take me so well” he whispered and the angel let out a strangled moan. The king set up a quick pace as he fucked him. Pleasure was building inside them and they clenched their eyes shut as they moaned.

The angel pleaded:”San Lang, come inside me!”. And the devil smirked: the moment he had waited had finally come. Now Xie Lian couldn’t have a coherent thought: the demon could say everything he wanted and he would have accepted everything he told him. Hua Cheng was still so amazed: Xie Lian was like this, pleasured and begging to be fucked, because of him.

“If you want to come, you have to answer to my questions first” the King warned and the angel nodded. Probably Xie Lian’s only thought was focused on coming and Hua Cheng was going to take advantage of that. “Who do you belong to?” was the first question and he purposely slowed down, “I belong to you, San Lan. I love you, you are my everything” the angel cried out. The demon rewarded him with a thrust on the prostate as Xie Lian continued:”You are everything that I have, please, don’t leave me. I can’t survive without you”. “Yes, I’m everything you have. I won’t leave you. Are you enjoying this?” Hua Cheng nodded, the angel screamed:”Yes, I am. I love everything you do to me”.

“Mn, your insides are taking my dick so well. If someone’d see you right now, they wouldn’t believe you are an angel. In truth, your body reacts so well to mine. A-ha! You are made to take my dick inside you, you are my lover, I won’t leave you to anyone” he said and the angel screamed in affirmation.

He began to thrust as hard as he could into that perfect body. He chanted Xie Lian’s name and the angel cried out, clenching around him so tightly. Hua Cheng groaned as he thrust in one last time, releasing deep inside the angel, marking him his. His lover collapsed heavily on his chest and the king leaned forward to press a kiss against Xie Lian’s sweaty forehead.

Hua Cheng didn’t wait and he pushed one more time his dick into Xie Lian’s ass and the angel groaned for the excessive stimulation. “San… San Lang, it hurts” he moaned, but the devil, adapting a gentler pace, reassured him:”Soon the pain will disappear, don’t fear Dianxia. I’m not finished yet”.

Then they both heard a third moan in the room and Xie Lian turned his head. In front of him there was a demon that watched them, his hand was massaging his cock and from his reddened face, the angel deduced he already came. How long did he stand there?

He tried to cover himself, but Hue Cheng turned his whole body, so that the retainer could see everything. “San Lang, do something. You said that…” he started to complain, but his voice was cut off by a groan of pleasure. The King started to move once again.

He talked directly to the angel’s ear, ignoring his voice:”Do you see that man, Dianxia? He has been there since the start of our performance. You know what it means, right? He heard you moan like a slut for my cock and he saw how eagerly you took me inside of you”.

A wave of shame overwhelmed the angel, who cried:”But you said that nobody could enter here. If you knew he was there, why didn’t you send him away?” and the demon chuckled darkly:”Because it was I who was the one who called him, Dianxia. I wanted him to see that you are made to take me inside you, like a slut. Do you see his red cheeks? Seeing you as you pleasured yourself on me aroused him. Look how you make people feel”.

Xie Liang felt betrayed and the only thing he wanted to do was curl up and hide himself, but he did what Hua Cheng asked. The demon in front of them was still massaging the cock with his hand, a white liquid dirtied his clothes. The angel was embarrassed, yuet he couldn’t tear away the gaze.

“Do you like what you see?” the King talked directly to his retainer and the lower demon answered:”Yes, I really like it. His highness is so beautiful”. “Do you like to be at my place” he wondered and the other answered:”Yes, I’d really like it”. The retainer recognized his mistake too late and in the next second he exploded.

The angel widened his eyes in shock, but he couldn’t focus on the corpse, not when the demon pounched the sensitive spot inside of him. He was seeing the stars and soon the pleasure clouded his mind. “I told you: if someone would have seen you like this, I wouldn’t let him survive. You are mine. Mine to reclaim, mine to worship, mine to kiss” Hua Cheng growled.

Xie Lian felt better as soon as the voyeur died, but he still wanted to scream to the King's face. He wanted to run away, but whereto? He had no place to go. The only person who loved him was in front of his eyes. A second thought passed in his mind. Why did he want to leave San Lang? In the brief time he spent in Hell, he was treated like a princess, even Hua Cheng said: you just have to surrender to my love, focus only on me. I can give you everything you want.

The King knew he won when Xie Lian turned his head to kiss him. “I love you, San Lang. Make me yours. Turn me in whatever you want, I don’t care if I can stay to your side” he groaned as he felt his orgasm closer. The King murmured:”I love you too, Dianxia. Seeing you so enthusiastic to stay here makes me so happy”. And with a last thrust he came another time and Xie Lian followed him.

Hours after, Hua Cheng was caressing the hair of his lover as he slept on his lap. He was so tired after the multiple rounds that he started to cry and only then the demon let him rest. Having more stamina, he wanted to continue, but he decided to stop: there would be time to quench his thirst. Finally, after so many centuries, they were together once again. Hua Cheng would not have allowed anyone to take his lover away from him. Since that moment he would have started to shape Xie Lian’s personality and behavior until he was a pampered and cherished doll, unable to do anything on his own.

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 22

Fandom: Obey me

Lucifer x reader x Simeon + threesome

Simeon pulled the hair on her head, as if he wanted to detach his body from her lips, but he didn’t know what to do. The sheets under him were a sticky mess of his previous orgasms and the air smelled of sex.

Simeon breathed:“Please, stop… I’m so sensitive that it hurts”. Yet his body arched when her tongue licked the head of his cock. Simeon was so close, he could feel another orgasm coming, but she stopped sucking him. Her hands went on his buttocks, grazing the throne inside him. The toy stretched the angel so well and it brought a jolt of pleasure when she started to pull and push it with slow and languid movements. Simeon arched his back and his head leaned on the pillow, she was driving him crazy from the pleasure.

Then she stopped. She planted a soft kiss on his lips and the angel asked confused:“Why... Did you stop?” and she smirked:“You told me that the stimulation was too much for you, so I stopped". Simeon groaned; when he asked her to stop, he didn’t really mean it, otherwise he would have used the safeword and she knew it. She stopped just because she was a teaser and she enjoyed seeing him wrapped around her finger.

“I have to go to my class now, come when you are ready” she smiled innocently and she left the room. Simeon laid on the bed sheets for another ten minutes, then he decided to take a shower to clean himself.

As soon as the lessons finished, they found themselves in Lucifer’s room. The demon stood in front of the bed, the human and the angel sat on the bed. The girl laid on her stomach and her head was on Simeon’s leg. "You need to be punished for what you have done this morning" Lucifer affirmed with a whip in his hands and she tried to slow down the course of the events: "W-Wait, let's talk about this".

Simeon embraced her, whispering in a rich tone of voice:“Why are you so reluctant about this, little lamb? You enjoyed so much teasing me this morning and you know how much Lucy hates being excluded for our activities. You have been a bad girl and you need to receive a punishment”. "Simeon, if you don't want to be punished too, I suggest you to don't call me by that name" the demon advised him, lashing the air with a whip and the angel smiled with a hint of a tease:“That's a shame, you liked it so much back in the Celestial realm”.

As they talked, Simeon's hands roamed across her back, knowing exactly what to do to elicit sweet moans of pleasure. "Enough with the chit chat. I wonder how many times she should be whipped" Lucifer thought as he faked indecision. In his mind, he knew the exact number. "Lucifer, may I suggest seven whips? It's the first time for her" the angel proposed and the demon accepted:“You are too lenient and merciful, Simeon, but I'll do as you wish”.

The truth was that the angel had both of them wrapped around his fingers, no matter how prideful they were. Lucifer was intimidating and his powerful aura naturally led people into submission with fear, but Simeon was able to make people submit only with his voice. The sugar-coated tone was so pleasant that anyone would do anything to keep listening to it. Nobody could resist and he was too perceptive to not understand it.

"Are you ready little lamb? I want you to ask forgiveness for what you did this morning" he commanded with a sweet voice. The first hit suddenly arrived on her back and she gasped from the pain and the skin burned and she was sure that it left a red mark. "I-I'm sorry... forgive me" she said and Simeon caressed her hair. As Lucifer whipped her again, this time on the buttocks, his hands went to her lips, caressing them with a thumb.

When the whips were finished, her back and ass burned, but the pain wasn’t unbearable, after all Lucifer went easy on her. The demon caressed her slit, humming satisfied when he noticed his fingers were wet. “Do you want to say something, darling?” Simeon purred in her ear and she begged:”Please, do me. I need it”.

The angel changed her position, plasming her body like wax. Now her back touched his chest and Simeon’s hand, under her knees, spread her legs apart so that Lucifer could see the wet entrance. Lucifer brushed the tip of the whip on her entrance, gathering her juices on the stick, and brought it in front of Simeon. The angel licked them as if they were the most delicious food.

The angel changed her position, plasming her body like wax. Now her back touched his chest and Simeon’s hand, under her knees, spread her legs apart so that Lucifer could see the wet entrance. Lucifer brushed the tip of the whip on her entrance, gathering her juices on the stick, and brought it in front of Simeon. The angel licked them as if they were the most delicious food.

Lucifer placed himself between her legs and he started to savour her sweet essence. The angel kept her still in his arms, blocking her movement. “Be still, little lamb” he whispered close to her skin, taking advantage of her position to mark her pale skin. She jerked her hips when the demon lapped at her nubs.

Her legs were put on Lucifer’s shoulder and the angel placed a vibrator on her womanhood. She protested, knowing too well what was going to come. Every time Simeon took her pleasure in his hands, he stimulated her until her body was limp and she was unable to lift a finger. She didn’t know if he hid a sadistic side under his angelic nature or if he lived to please her.

“Don’t overdo, Simeon” Lucifer warned him before diving back between her tight. The angel hummed in agreement, but he still set the toy on the highest vibration. In ecstasy, he threw her head back as loud moans and sighs left her lips.

First, Lucifer lapped slowly, enjoying her gasps, but when Simeon inserted the toy, he adopted a quicker pace and the licking became messier, focused on making her climax her soon as possible. So it happened: with a scream, the girl came, her body trembling and the sex toy stll going. Simeon bent her over and now Lucifer held her in his arms. The demon captured her lips in a sinful kiss that took her breath out of her lungs. “It’s not the time to sleep, dear. We haven’t finished yet” he murmured, kissing her again.

And in the next second, her eyes widened as the angel placed a lubed finger in her ass. She gasped at the sudden feeling, holding tight at Lucifer’s shoulder. The demon lifted her hips and, with his dick, he started to pound in her. “Si-Simeon… ah… Lucifer” she moaned feverishly as Lucifer’s thrust hit the toy inside her, adding more pleasure to her nerves. The vibrator brushed against her walls, driving her crazy. She felt another orgasm coming closer and she screamed when Simeon’s cock penetrated her ass. The angel turned her face with a hand and kissed her passionately as he started to move.

“Now now, Simeon. The greed doesn’t suit an angel after all” Lucifer smirked and claimed her mouth in a bruising kiss. The angel, unsatisfied, nibbled her neck with smooches and bites, marking the skin. “You take us so well, little lamb” he purred in her ear. He looked at Lucifer with a gaze of agreement and the two of them started to thrust at the same pace. The human gasped, feeling so well taken by the most beautiful creatures she had ever seen. She felt so lucky to be with them, to be the woman who they wanted to have.

The words left her mouth before she could realize:”I love you”. For a second, their pace slowed down a bit and she feared she had ruined everything with her confession, but Lucifer smirked:”Of course you love us. We knew it” and Simeon did the same:”Do you think I’d have done this if I didn’t love you as well, darling. Honestly, you are so naive”. And the two males started to laugh. “Hey, don’t make fun of me! When you both fell silent I thought I ruined everything” she protested. A thrust particularly rough by Lucifer reminded her what they were doing:“We’ll talk about our feelings later”.

Simeon touched something inside of her womanhood and he took off the vibrator:”I forgot you had this. I don’t think this is no longer necessary, isn’t it?” and Lucifer bit fiercely her neck to mark the point. “N-No, it’s useless now” she stuttered. It was unfair, why was she the one to have squeezed her sanity out of her mind while the two male looked as relaxed as usual? She blamed the supernatural beings’ stamina.

Lucifer let out a groan of pleasure and pain as she pulled his dark hair and Simeon’s hands circled her chest, grazing her breasts. She was surprised when she felt a sudden cold on her breast, but all made sense when she looked down and she saw a pair of nipple clamps around the nubs. It looked like her angel was kinkier than she expected.

Lucifer pulled the chain and her body jerked over in a second. “That’s a good idea, Simeon” he complimented as he gave another yank. That was a horrible idea. With a person as sadistic as Lucifer, she could already feel her chest so much pained that she couldn’t even touch them. But she didn’t expect that her masochistic side would have enjoyed that, so she was surprised when she felt the familiar feeling of coming. Simeon thrust another time, kissing her and breathing her name in a husky voice. She came moaning both their names. The angel followed her after a few seconds and the demon pounded other two times before his release.

The girl collapsed on the angel chest, exhausted. Simeon took her in his arms, transporting her in the bathroom. Hot water filled the tub and, when the angel thought the temperature was fine, she placed her inside. With a gentle smile, he helped her to wash herself. After some minutes, he talked:”What we said earlier was true: both Lucifer and I love you. And I’m glad that you require our feelings as well, Lucifer is too, even if he may have some difficulties to say it”.

Right in that moment, the demon entered in the room too:”I have already changed the bed sheets, so you can lay down” and the other two happily nodded. Lucifer accompanied the human on the bed, as Simeon cleaned himself, and laid down with her. “Simeon is wrong” he talked, “I have no problem admitting my feelings for you”. He held her hands and they both fell asleep.

When Simeon left the bathroom, smiled at the sight before his eyes. He kissed both of his lovers on the cheek and he entered in the bed too.

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 6

Fandom: Mo Dao Zu Shi (the Grandmaster of demoniac cultivation)

(I have deleted some fic from my calendar: Charles x reader (Sleepy sex), Asmodeus x reader (body swap) and the juniors threesome. Sorry, but I'm really busy and I can't write what I want)

Jin Zixuan x Jiang Yanli: Lactation kink

Dear Shijie,

Do you remember many years ago when I went back to Lotus Pear after the fight with the pea- I mean, with Jin Zixuan? Back then I asked how you could have understood that you were in love with him and you answered that, when the day would have come, I would have understood it by myself. I think the day has come.

Tears of joy rolled down Jiang Yanli’s eyes and she placed the paper on her heart. Finally her A-Xian had found someone to love after many years of suffering and pain. She was awaiting that moment since she found happiness with her husband! There couldn’t be a notice that could make her happier.

He’s Lan Zhan and, God, I really love him. I really wonder how could I live so many years without realizing it. I’d really like to invite you and your family to Gusu, but right now Lan Zhan and me are in a hectic love escape from Lan Wanji’s uncle. After the whole Meng Yao’s matter was finished -by the way, I got a glimpse of your husband and he’s not wounded-, Lan Qiren was going to kidnap Lan Zhan to bring him back to Cloud Recess, so we quickly left the place.

She sighed for the relief when she read that Zixuan was fine. When he left home some weeks ago, he said he had to (unwilling) take care of an important matter. He didn’t explain it further, but she understood that, for the second time in her life, she would have seen her husband against her dear brother. She cried, begging him to don’t go: in the war assault to Burial Mounds, Wei Wuxian died and Jin Zixuan barely survived. She didn’t want to see the same thing repeated after thirteen years, but her husband promised her that he would have anything in his power to prevent it. Then she discovered that her first son, Jin Ling, was kidnapped with other disciples coming from different schools and Meng Yao blamed Wei Ying for this. In the end Meng Yao was the mastermind behind that and many other crimes.

But what was important to her was that the people she loved were safe and sound and that Jin Zixuan and Jin Ling would have been at home soon. For the time they were gone, her belly became bigger and she was awaiting to see their surprised faces when they would have looked at her. 

We already bowed two times and soon we are going to legally be husband and wife. If I had never met him during this life, when I woke up in Mo Xianyu’s body, I wouldn't have known what to do. Probably I would have traveled around the world, without telling anybody my true identity; but since I met him, my life has a meaning and I have finally found a place that I can call home. There are so many things that I need to tell you, for example that Lan Zhan and I are fathers now, but I’d like to tell you these things face to face in front of a cup of tea in the Cloud Recess.

A-Xian.

Finally things went in the correct directions. The peace in Karp tower was interrupted by a joius scream:”Mooom, they are back. Father and A-Ling are back”. Jiang Yanli hastily rose up and she runned towards the cortile. Soon in her sight appeared many figures dressed with yellow robes and ahead were Jin Zixuan and Jing Ling. A-Quing was already running towards them and she jumped at Jin Ling’s feet until he took her in his arms.

"We are back” Jin Zixuan smiled at her and she kissed her when they were in the privacy of their bedroom. “Mhmm? Have you gained weight since I left? I don’t remember you had this bellypot when I left” he asked and she blushed, posing a hand on her stomach. “Well… you see…” she stuttered, but he had already understood everything. “A-Are you pregnant?” he wondered rhetorically with disbelief and she nodded:”Yes, A-Ling and A-A-Quing are going to have another sibling soon”. 

Although it was the third time going through this scene, Jin Zixuan cried nothenless. He posed his hand on Jiang Yanli’s and he whispered with a sweet voice:”I look forward to see you soon. I can promise that you will be really loved”. “I hope it will be a boy as brave as you” she said and the other absolutely refused:”I hope not. Dealing with A-Ling is enough. I want her to be a girl like you”.

That night they celebrated in their own way. Jin Zixuan laid her on the bed as he kissed her slowly. The fingertips trailed over her belly, still don’t completely believing that what's in front of him was true: for the third time he was going to have a child. He still remembers the anxiety when he discovered his wife was pregnant -he actually fainted, but nobody knew this.

“Thank you” he said, the eyes a bit wet from the tears of commotion , “Thank you for everything”. Jiang Yanli tenderly embraced him, kissing him sweetly and the man pressed another kiss for some seconds before showering her with brief kisses barely a breath away from each other. Hugging him with one arm thrown over his shoulders, Jiang Yanli closed the space between their bodies, leaving the tips of their noses touching. Letting out a soft chuckle, they kissed nonstop. 

After a while they became hotter and more passionated, their hands caressed neck and cheek burned at the mutual touch. “I do not want to risk hurting you, not at this late stage, so I’ll be careful” he said, leaning in and kissing her forehead, “I know you won’t” she reassured him. Jin Zixuan's chest was so full of happiness that it almost hurt. How can a heart contain this much love? He tried to find the answer since he married her.

When they took off their clothes, he noticed how swollen her breasts were. He left her two months ago and if her belly was so big, it meant that when he went after Wei Wuxian she was at the third or at the fourth month. He remembered from the last pregnancy that around that time Jiang Yanli’s back hurt for the weight of the breasts full of milk and they were more sensible.

So that night he got an idea. He took a glance at the heavy abdomen and caressed it with his fingers. He kissed a trail down from Jiang Yanli’s slender neck, and passing through prominent collarbones, he soon arrived at the chest. Gliding over the sensitive skin with his thumb, he got to one of the big and puffy buds resting on top of his breasts and he pressed it. 

As his wife started to moan and breathe his name, Jin Zixuan drew near his mouth to the other nipple and started sucking, making Jiang Yanli groan. He played with it using his tongue, encircling and pressing it a couple of times which only made her body shivering until a milky liquid began to fill Jin Zixuan’s mouth. 

With a last, long, and improper sucking sound, Jin Zixuan finally freed Jiang Yanli from his mouth. Giving a last lick, he moved to the other. Sucking once again, Jiang Yanli breathlessly cried out, and reaching with her hand, she intertwined her trembling fingers on Jin Zixuan’s hair. He paused to take a breath and watched her. In her eyes the plea of going forward was clear, but she was too shy to say it. His wife was so cute!

Suddenly, Jiang Yanli felt not only a pressure also between her tights. Without strength to really close the legs she once more gripped tightly Jin Zixuan’s hair, pulling at it as a way to relieve the tension provoked by his knee, which kept rubbing her inner thighs, too much close to her entrance. As he started to finger her, he continued to suck, and with a whimper, Jiang Yanli put her hand over Jin Zixuan's shoulder. 

He gradually increased in speed and the pressure and heat grew along with it, drawing groans from her. She came as soon as he grazed the sensitive bundle of nerves. “H-Husband…” she called him and Jin Zixuan passed one of her legs on his shoulders. 

He started to move, having some difficulties with how big her belly was, careful of going slow to don’t hurt her. He nibbled her chest again and drowned his wife groans in a kiss. When he noticed that their climax was close, his thrust became more erratic, pounding her entrance. Their lips met once again and, breathing the other’s name, they came. 

After the mess was finally cleaned up, the bodies washed and the bedding changed, they laid on the bed again. Jiang Yanli pressed her back on the bed and Jin Zixuan caressed her belly, gazing tenderly and lovingly at the life that was growing inside her. He placed a hand on and he almost cried then he felt a kick. “It just kicked, A-Li, he kicked. Has he recognized me as his father?” he exclaimed excited as a tear of happiness rolled down his eyes, “Yes, it has. This is how it communicates that he wants to see you” Jiang Yanli chuckled.

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 17

Fandom: ikevam

(also, happy bday Comte)

Comte + Formal wearing

The night of the ball was coming and the mansion was in turmoil. Usually le Comte didn't celebrate his birthday, but this year his fiancèe pressured him to throw a party and he couldn't refuse anything she asked him. So that October they decided to organize a party at the mansion. Comte told her that the guests were a few, but she knew that what he knew by "little" in truth were at least fifty.

The party had already started and from the dressing room she could hear Mozart playing the piano. She was almost ready, she only had to put on the earrings and she nostalgically smiled when she noticed they were the same pair that let them meet . Her fiancèe had embellished it with smeralds.  

Someone knocked at the door, but she already knew who he was. "Ma chérie, are you ready?" the man asked and she answered, stretching the hand on the back:"Almost. I have some problem with the buttons". He walked towards her and the moquette muffled the slight noise.

"You are so attractive with this dress on, chèrie" he complimented, "The top emphasizes your bodice and the cloth leaves bare your beautiful neck". And it tempts  me so much, he wanted to add. 

His strong hands went on her waist and his lips caressed the neck with soft kisses. For a second, their eyes met in the mirror and her guts twiched seeing the restrained desire in them. Le Comte could behave as a well behaved and well mannered gentleman as much as he wanted, but that façade vanished in front of her.    

A floreal, gentle scent came to her nose. Lilies and roses, accompaniated by an acid note of lemon. It was one of her favourite fragrances. She hummed satisfiyed of his choice. "Something of my action has gained your approval" he wondered and she confirmed:"Your perfurme, I really love it". "I know. I chose this for this reason. It’s one of the ways I have to please and spoil you" he commented. It wasn't right: he always made her feel like a spoiled princess, a treasure that he had to cherish.        

  "It doesn't feel right: you always spoil me, even when it's your birthday and I should have the task of pleasing you" she protested, but he answered:"Spoiling you constantly is one of my duties as your lover. How could I call myself your lover if I fail in this basic task". He ignored her annoyed moan to continue:"Plus this dress is more for me than for you. The pleasure I get when you wear a dress, bought by me, is an exclusively male thing", "But I know the pleasure of when you take them off" she commented. 

"Right" he agreed and she proposed:"Do you want to take it off now?". His smooches arrived close to the hem of the dress and le Comte, instead of buttoning it, loosened the laces, revealing her corset. "Since when ma chèrie is so naughty and tempting?" he asked rhetorically, but he indulged:"If this is what ma belle desires, who am I to deny her needs". 

He quickly took off the corset and the nipples grew rigid at the contact with the cold air. From the lower back, his fingers left a hot trace up the spine as he turned her head in a demanding kiss. She arched the back, whispering and to his touch. 

“You are perfect, so perfect. The stars in the sky become ugly in front of you” he praised her. Blushing for those words, she wondered what she had done to deserve a man so madly in love with her. He cupped her breast, caressing them, and she threw the head back, closing eyes and enjoying how he played with her body. Two, three digits disappeared between the legs and she cried out in pleasure, screaming his name as he let his fingers move in and out her cunt. 

Their eyes met in the mirror and she felt the need of diverting the gaze, but he forced her with a sweet voice:“Don’t look away, ma belle. I want you to realize what a breath-taking creature you are, you are like a beautiful, rare flower that blooms only with my touch. Can you see it?". 

She watched her reflection and the mirror gave back an imagine extremely erotic: her cheeks were flushed, the eyes, burning with pleasure, were half lidden, her back leaned on his chest and her nipple were perkier than usual. She could understand what Comte meant. Behind her Abel was in a similar disheveled state: his clothes were wrinkled, the hair messy and the breath was ectic. His eyes shone of the playful glint of a commander as he admired his newest conquest. 

Fingers clawed into his slacks as his hand disappeared underneath her lace panty and she parted the legs wider, giving him easy access to her womanhood. Her moans came loud as soon as he touched her and Comte emitted a throaty chuckle.

She felt a pressure against her ass and she moved the hand to caress the clothed erection.  Abel released a deep and rich moan in her mouth and an animal voice inside his mind told him that she was ready. Enough with the foreplay, he needed her right at the moment. Le Comte plasmed her body, placing her palm on the vanity , bending her back a bit down and his knee forced her legs apart. Comte completely gave in to his animalistic instinct, his primal needs. 

With a violent move he tore her slip apart, the sweet scent of your essence making him dizzy. Comte had loved in the past, but what he felt for you was beyond love. No words could describe what he was feeling for you. No words could describe how deeply he desired you. And no words could describe how much he needed you. 

Her legs began to shake and stars exploded in front of her eyes. She was so close, but he withdrew the hand. “No!” she whined and Comte chuckled amused, giving a smack on her buttocks:“Don’t worry. I will give my naughty little girl what she wants and needs”.

By the time she felt the tip of his cock teasing her entrance and a scream spilled from her mouth as he pressed inside. She tensed, moving her hips to the rhythm of his thrusts. She felt so good! One hand got lost in her hair, the other placed on the hip.  She watched her breasts bouncing in the mirror, watching the lascivious expression of your lover. “So beautiful, don’t you think so? You are so beautiful… So unbelievably beautiful… And you are mine… Mine...” Comte cooed throatily. His breath grew more erratic, as did his thrusts. They were panting and moaning messes by now, lust and desire controlling every part of the brain. 

Comte squeezed her ass, pulling her hair. Drops of sweat were running down his temples, eyes dark with raw desire and she gazed to the side, looked into his eyes with so much love and passion. The pureblood glared at the mirror, seeing the stunning and lovely sight of her body. 

He hit the bundle of nerves, deep and hard, and she came undone, her whole body was shaking in sheer ecstasy. He grabbed her chin, kissing her deeply, hoping that it could never end. Le Comte moaned loudly, following her into a world where nothing but love and desire existed.

After some minutes passed in the utter silence, broken by the noise of playful smooches, he spoke gazing at her:"Your makeup is still up". From his tone of voice, she couldn't understand if he was disappointed or not. "Yes, luckily you didn’t mess up too much. At least this time we don't have any torn clothes, that would have been a problem for the party" she agreed, adding mentally: and I still walk and I still have coherent thoughts. Last time I wasn't so lucky. 

With gentle and caring moves, he adjusted her corset and the dress, leaving smooches on the free patched skin. “Thank you, now I’m ready to attend the party” she smiled and Abel gazed in her eyes with a serious look:”It should be me who thank you. You have organized this party just for me. It's been you who taught me that time has a value. When I mean you are a miracle for me, I really mean it, chèrie. Thank you for coming in my life”. She disagreed:”No, thank you for giving me back the earrings at the Museum. I wouldn't be here if you wouldn’t have taken them. Now, shall we go to the party?”. Le Comte smiled, taking her arms under his, and together they walked down the staircase. 

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 13

(The previous work will be posted when they are ready. I want to continue with my planning even if I skip some day and the delayed works will be posted later)

Fandom: Obey me

Simeon + seduction

 Seducing an angel was harder and more complicated than she thought. In her mind the equation being virgin for centuries led to being easily tempted, but the reality was really different: Simeon's second name was still Chastity. 

She even asked Asmodeus for help, but it didn’t work. Wearing a mini skirt or a top that left almost bared her chest was the same as wearing a nun's dress. Simeon still gazed in her eyes and he would have done the same even if she was naked. The only time he noticed her peculiar style, he put his white robe on the shoulder, saying:"You must be cold. Wearing such thin and short clothes in winter is bad for your health, you should dress up more the next time". Confessing that he was gay, would have hurt less!

One day, Solomon talked with her:"Did one of your tentatives of seducing Simeon successed?". "Was that obvious?" she wondered surprised, then she sighed:"Yes, I suppose it is, the only oblivious is Simeon". "From your answer I deduct that you only collected failures" he assumed. Did he have to turn the knife in the wound? She remained silent, so he continued:"Have you ever tried watching things from a different perspective?". Why couldn't he go straight to the point, instead of playing with words? He was so exasperating! "What do you mean by this?" she questioned and he said:"You behaved like you were dealing with a human, right? Showing off your body is a clear message and men catch this, but Simeon is an angel and he doesn't think like us". In that moment, she understood what he meant:"So I have to change strategy! Thank you for your help, Solomon". She exclaimed as she ran away, kissing her friend on the cheek. Maybe Solomon wasn't as bad as the brothers thought. 

Like a general who discovers that his enemy is harder to take down than he thought, she spent a whole week thinking the strategy. She observed really carefully the angel, noticing every single change of his expression and, in the end, she understood what she had to do. The best way to conquer an angel is being sincere and open with the emotions. The first step to do was make Simeon understand that she wanted a different relationship with him.

She asked Luke if he could help her to bake some dessert from the Celestial Heaven. She felt slightly guilty for instrumentalizing the son of the angel she wanted to conquer, but then she made up with the excuse that in love and in war everything is allowed. For an afternoon they occupied the kitchen -every time Solomon stepped in, they sent him back too afraid that he would have ruined the dessert with just his presence- and, when the sun was going to set, everything was ready. She was extremely satisfied with the result and she hoped that Simeon would have liked too.

When she entered in the angel’s room, her heart skipped a beat: Simeon was sleeping. The head was placed on crossed arms and the computer was still working. In the background, there was a piece of classical music -one of Chopin's nocturne, if she was right. He was sleeping so peacefully that waking him would have been a shame, so she placed the tray on the desk and she sat on a chair, watching his sleepy face. Her heart tightened seeing how beautiful he was and she grabbed her wrist to restrain herself from caressing the soft skin.

Maybe it was wrong taking advantage of a sleeping person, but she leaned on him and she pecked his lips, whispering tenderly:”If only you could understand how much I love you”. And she left the room. Simeon widened his eyes, his cheeks were burning red. He… He didn’t see that coming!

 In the next days, Simeon changed his behavior: every occasion was perfect for skinship, his smiles became more tender and gentle and he invited her more often to Purgatory All. 

One day, they caught rain as they walked home and, when they stepped inside, she sneezed thrice, shivering. Simeon gazed at her and, for a brief second, his eyes were stuck on her body: the white shirt was tight to her body and he could see the red underwear. Bad angel, bad angel! He scolded himself when he forcefully tried to tear away the gaze. He was so embarrassed that even his ears were blushing. 

"Wear this as I prepare a hot bath for you" he lent her some clothes, gazing in the opposite direction. She chuckled:"Simeon, it's okay. You don't have to be so embarrassed about the state of my shirt, because, you know, as you saw my underwear, I can see your body as well. And I'm really enjoying the view". And with Simeon's most awkwardness, he recognized that the wet cloth revealed his chiseled chest and abs. She gazed at him like a starving child glared at a candy: with utter hunger. 

"Y/n!" he exclaimed scandalized and he escaped in the bathroom. He tried to calm down his quick heartbeat. He quickly washed with cold water: his body didn't show any sign of life, but his skin was hotter than usual. He knew what she was going to do and he saw through her previous actions. He had always called her "little lamb", but he undervalued her: he was the innocent, little lamb and she was the hunter! 

His self commiseration lasted until he heard a crash in the kitchen, not caring about what his demise -a white towel on the waist- could have awakened in her. 

"Little lamb, are you okay?" he worried when he saw her bleeding fingers. How could he treat her wound when they didn't have a medical kit in Purgatory All? "I'm fine, I'm sorry I broke the mug: I was trying to make hot chocolate, but my hands were wet and the cups slipped" she explained embarrassed. Everything was going fine until she slipped with the mugs. 

"We don't have a medical kit, so I'm going to heal you as best I can. Sorry if it's a bit embarrassing" he prevented, preparing himself for what he was going to do. He took her bleeding fingers and he carried them on his lips, then he licked them. Angels' spit could heal wounds and he was going to help her and not because he wanted to take a small revenge for earlier. Or this was what he tried to convince himself. They were in a critical situation where a single move misinterpreted could have led to a situation in which neither of them wanted to stop. 

"... Simeon…?" she whispered and the angel noticed that her eyes became darker. If someone would have stepped in that moment, they would have definitely misunderstood: she was sitting on the ground, the clothes a few sizes smaller, and Simeon was knelt in front of her, a towel half undid, sucking and licking her fingers. 

I'm healing her, I'm healing her. He didn't dare to gaze at her, knowing that if he had done, all his efforts of being pure, would have shattered. 

"Now your cuts are heal-" he tried to speak, but he could end the phrase. She grabbed him by his hair and their lips met in a fervent kiss. "Simeon…" she whispered his name as she undid the clothes. His tongue enveloped hers and he placed his hands on her bra. It didn't matter who started that game of seduction, because now they were stuck in an embrace that neither of them wanted broke. 

The towel came off and her hands went his ass as his undressed her of her clothes. Useless to say, they didn’t talk that afternoon and for a long time the only noises in the kitchen were the squelching sounds and their breathed names.

Later Simeon confessed that he saw through her attempts at tempting him from the first day and she exclaimed that he could have told her that he knew. Seducing an angel wasn't as hard and more complicated as she thought: wearing a mini skirt or a top that left almost bared her chest or the equation being virgin for centuries led to being easily tempted were not completely wrong, she just missed a very important thing. For celestial being like Simeon, doing a kind of activities without love, was simply unthinkable.

“I hope you are ready, Simeon, because from now on I’m going to tempt you harder, now that I know your logic” she teased him and Simeon answered back with the same teasing:”I’m curious to know how will you react if I try to seduce you too”. And she remained silent. Imaging a person like Simeon who seduced someone made her heart skip a beat. The glint in his blue eyes suggested that she wouldn't have to complain later.  

Solomon and Asmodeus were sitting close on the bench and the sorcerer showed the opened hand. Snorting, the demon gave him five hundred Grimms, then he pouted:”How could you win? I was sure that they would have had sex after at least six months since the day they got together”. Solomon smirked satisfy:”Even if Simeon is an angel, he’s still a man and as such, he had some difficulties at restraining himself when the girl he loves tries to seduce him with every means”.

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 3

(Sorry for the delay)

Fandom: ikevam

Vlad x Comte + Hate-fucking

As soon as she handed him the red rose, the blood froze in his vein. She talked about a gentle florist who gave her the flower as a homage to her beauty, but Comte knew better the meaning beneath that gesture. I know. He kissed her head in an affectionate manner and he said to her that he suddenly remembered he had an urgent matter to resolve in town.

He asked the carriage driver to be taken in a fied out of Paris. The place was thirty minutes far from the city and the sky was clearer and empty of the smoke coming from the chimneys. There was already someone who was waiting for him. His golden eyes gazed at the familiar figure right in front of him. Once they were good friends - and more that that -, but that was before they brusquely departed for their different ideas. What Comte felt for him was indifference. And he was ready to do anything to guarantee the safety of the woman he loved more than his life.

"Why did you lure me here? You knew that I would have come" he wondered and Vlad answered:"It's been so long since the last time we saw each other, and yet you treat me so coldly?". Vlad's voice was soft and elegant and it sounded like a gentle carress of velvet on the skin. But Comte knew too well that the raging emotion flaming in that red eyes was jealousy. And along his jealousy there was also possessiveness, emotions too dangerous if they were focused on a human.

The purebloods were different: Abel was showing openly his hostility, Vlad rather concealed it under his self control. "I won't let you harm her. If you even think about laing a finger in her, I swear I'll kill you" le Comte threatened him and Vlad dropped his act. His voice became serious:"You can't control her. It would be really unlucky if, the next time she passes by my shop, she casually forgets about you. However, I'm not interested in her: I'm interested in you. My request is one: let me suck your blood for one last time, and I won't interfere in your relationship".

Abel knew that Vlad was more greedy that this and surely this would have led to more. The white haired vampire was so good with hypnotism that le Comte himself wasn't sure of don't be manipulated. The pureblood unbuttoned his shirt, revealing the pale chest. When he arrived there the sun was setting, but right now the moon shone high in the sky. It's light lapped the field of roses, turning it into a silver sea. "Do it quickly" he commanded.

Vlad didn’t say anything back and soon his cold lips were pressed against Abel’s neck. He waited for some seconds before sinking the fangs and that gesture looked like a gesture made out from gentleness. Le Comte banished that annoying thought from his mind: feeling like affection were useless with them.

When his blood was sucked, the Comte clenched the labels of Vlad’s shirt and the other vampire circled his arms behind Abel’s back. Saint Germain knelt on the grass and the other vampire followed him, not letting go the grip. The fire burned Abel’s vein and he started to pant. Vlad departed from him, licking the spot where he had just bitten.

“Do you want more, Abel?” he asked and then he passed the hands on his chest. Seeing that the other wasn’t rebelling, he pushed Abel on his back. Vlad laid on him and he bit the cest. “We agreed on just a bite, don't go overboard” Comte hissed pulling the white hair.

Vlad smirked, not stopping his movements, and his hand went downward. “Are you saying you want to take care of this alone?” and he squeezed the flesh. “There’s already someone who can sexually satisfy me” Abel answered coldly, but the other vampire didn’t accept the answer and he growled:”She can’t satisfy you as much as I did!”.

Le Comte changed their position, pushing Vlad under him, and ferociously bit him. The fangs painfully broke the skin, but if Vlad was in pain, he didn't show it. The pale finger tore Abel’s shirt and they quickly unzipped his trousers. “In the end we still resolve the things in this manner. You truly didn’t change at all during this centuries” the white haired vampire laughed, “Don’t you dare to say a word about her” Abel threatened him.

They met in a bruising kiss and Comte made bleeding Vlad’s lips. The other vampire wrapped his hands against Abel’s clothed cock, creating a clutch that aroused him. Abel quickly unbuttoned Vlad’s trousers and he started to push his desire against the hand. “You still like it rough. Can that human bear your roughness or you restrain yourself every time?” Vlad taunted him and Abel fiercely pulled his hair:”Shut up, petite salope”.

Without awaiting, Abel pushed his erection inside Vlad and started to trust. The sweat damped his golden bangs, but he still quickened the pace: faster he ended, faster he was with her.

Vlad gasped a little surprised, but he didn't do anything to stop his old lover, in fact his hips started to rock in tandem with Abel's trust as the pleasure started to consume him. He whispered le Comte's name when Abel touched a spot inside of him.

"I bet your trusts aren't so forceful with her, you are too scared of hurting her" the white haired boy said satisfied and the other answered:"Maybe it's right, but she warms my heart in a way you couldn't do". This time, Vlad didn't say anything. A few seconds later, Abel felt he was going to come, so he pulled out from Vlad and white strings dirtied the white haired man. Still unsatisfied, Vlad masturbated himself in front of him, until he came too.

Abel tossed on the ground a golden tissue when he finished to clean up and he was going to leave, when Vlad stopped him. He pushed Saint-Germain face against his neck, letting his blood to be sucked once again and he whispered:”Remember this whenever you are intimate with me. You are too weak to nutrish from humans, you don’t want to turn them and you are too dignified to drink by the inhabitants of the mansion”. And le Comte pushed him away, spitting the red liquid. “I prefer to die than drink blood again” he hissed. In the end they still couldn’t accept the other’s differences and they drifted more apart even this time.

The journey to the mansion seemed to last an eternity. As soon as le Comte entered through the door, he saw her sleeping figure on the staircase. The tumult in his heart quieted and he smiled, taking her in his arms. Probably she fell asleep waiting for him. “That’s not the proper place for the Comtesse of this mansion, ma chérie” he chuckled and he breathed her familiar scent.

Even if she was a human and the time passed differently for them, in his eyes she was perfect, the only person who he wanted by his side. She was the light of his eternity and he would have never exchanged her with someone else.

“I love you so much, chèrie”.

[odissey061]

Kinktober, day 2.

Fandom: Obey me

Solomon + Hickeys

Jealousy was an emotion really common in humans being and Solomon understood this. During the millenia, he had seen people, driven by that feeling, behave in the most cruel ways and he thought that ugly feeling couldn’t nest in his heart. After all, whom he could envy? He was the most powerful sorcerer in the world and he had a really vast acknowledge. Yet, since he understood that he fell in love with the other human, during their year in Devildom, that feeling appeared and it wasn’t intentioned to leave soon.

Pieces of clothing followed layers of clothing followed one another and soon both Solomon and the girl were naked, laying on the sorcerer’s bed in Purgatory All. The feeling of jealousy rage in his heart when he saw the merks on her body. The problem wasn’t the number -seven marks were nothing in comparison to him- but the positions: Lucifer left his one on her neck, low enough to be covered by a shirt; Mammon on her lower back, close to the hem of underwear; Leviathan on her elbow; Satan on her ankle; Asmodeus on her inner thigh, close to the pelvis; Beelzebub on her side and Belphegor on her nape. They had different size and Solomon knew that it depended on the demon’s feeling of attachment toward the human. His face twisted in displeasure when he saw that Mammon’s and Belphegor’s were the biggest.

In that moment he discovered how much the love he felt for her was similar to a pact: like a demon had to do anything his master wished, Solomon was the same. He would have done everything for her, if only she would have asked.

He wanted to leave marks on her body too, to let them know that no matter how many times Mammon called her “his human”, because she was Solomon’s. For a second he gazed at her and he wondered if she felt this unfamiliar sense of possession too. She knew how demons leaved pact marks and he was curious to know if she was jealous of the demons and the succubi that had touched him in the past. In her eyes, for a very brief second, passed a feeling of insecurity and Solomon felt somehow reassured that they weren't alone on that ship that sailed in unknown waters.

He cupped her face:”There’s no need to worry we are the only ones here”. With those words he wanted to tell her that neither she or he had to worry about their previous partners, because Solomon chose her amongst all the more powerful and more beautiful demons that surrounded him and she chose him instead of the brothers living with her. That quenched by little the ugly feeling inside him, but he still wanted to leave signs of his love on her body .

He started with her neck. Sometimes he sank the teeth without any mercy in order to be sure that it would have taken some days to vanish and she moaned for the sharp pain, other times he was more delicate: he biteded and pulled the soft skin, then he soothed the slight pain with the tongue. He left two love bites on a side and another one on the other, high enough to don’t be covered by any turtle neck. She pulled his hair, commanding:”In place where they cannot be seen”. He let out a verse of discontempt, but he followed her directions.

He went down on her abdomen and mapping the flesh with his lips, as the hands pinched the breasts. He knew what made her squirm and moan and he used this information for himself. Everyone believed that the sorcerer was a selfish lover who’d rather receive than give, but the truth was that he liked giving as much as receiving. This until the person with him was his partner. Her sighs were music to his ears and he almost lost it, biting her stronger than he intended, when she moaned his name. He cast the eyes to admire the beautiful nebula of hickeys he had left. There were a lot, but it wasn’t enough.

Next, he focused on the inner tights and he left three love bites for each leg. Casually, when he moved to the other tight, his nose brushed lightly against the slickness of her panties. Feeling satisfied of his marking work, he decided to take things to the next level.

She unconsciously grinded herself against his face and Solomon quickly removed the last obstacle with an able movement of teeth and lips. He trails the fingers on her knees, spreading more her legs and putting them on his shoulders. And he started to tease her entrance with two digits. Whatever she was going to say got swallowed up by the need to push against his fingers, seeking more friction than what he was currently giving her. "Solomon" his name came from her mouth like a plea and she could almost cry of happiness when he used the pad of his fingers to rub them up and down. "Yes?" he wondered, "Stop, ah — stop teasing" she asked. He knew he was being unfair, but how could he not tease her when she was so cute as she pleaded?

Solomon whispered here name once and she locked eyes with his for barely a second, before he began to lap at her slit without any warning. Her hands had found themselves a new home on his head, urging him and he thumbed her clit in circular motions. The other hand rubbed circles on her inner thigh. When his tongue began to move in and out of her, she strongly pulled his silver hair and he let out a moan of approval.

"A-ah, I'm going to-" she cut yourself off with a whine and Solomon hums and pulls away, sounding far too pleased with himself:"Mmh". The void in her aching core was quickly replaced by him inserting two fingers and curling them. His actions began to increase in speed and his attention was focused solely on your face. Enjoying himself watching her coming apart under his fingers, was one of his favorite activities.

Solomon did something with his wrist then and the pad of his fingers brushed a specific spot inside of her that had you outright screaming. "Fuck!" she screamed and the sorcerer wasted no time in hitting that bundle of nerves over and over again until the orgasm crashed over her. She gripped the bed sheets under her, chasing the last remnants of the orgasm.

And then he brought his hips closer to her,so that she could feel the erection sliding against the entrance. Solomon was deliberately teasing her now. His gazed at her face, her reactions, as he slid his desire against her cunt, but not making any effort into guiding it where she most craved it. His body leaned forwards, with his arms angling her hips to elevate them a little easier and the process made another inch of his member make its way inside of her.

She circled her arms behind his neck, closing the eyes, as she pulled him closer. He pulled back until she could feel the head of his cock slipping the cunt before he slammed his hips forward. The action was rougher than she expected and she arched the back. Solomon finally savoured the taste of her lips, like a child ate a candy, setting a steady pace, his strokes deep and hard. Her hands kept running across any expanse of skin they could reach from his back, her thighs squeezing around him as a particular harsh trust knocked the air out of you. The room was filled with their moans, the indecent sound of his hips snapping against her, and Solomon breathing her name.

He shifted his angle just slightly before rocking his hips and soon, she was only able to focus on the passionate lovemaking. His thrusts grew uncoordinated as he began to chase his own pleasure. With a drawn out moan of her name, Solomon cursed when the pussy tightened around his dick and, with another thrust, he ended up burying himself deep in you. The way her name fell against her skin as he repeated it over and over again sent a shiver of tenderness on her back.

For some minutes, he gently caressed her hair and the cheeks, peppering the lips with hot kisses and she thought it was over, but then he snapped his hips forward again. There was a hiss of sensitivity escaping from his lips, and when she questioned him about it, he lifted up his head to give her a look that had her reeling from the possessiveness of it. "Done? No, I don't think so. The night is still young".

[odissey061]

Kinktober project

I swear, I'm not dead. I had a crisis for the otome games and for a some months I stopped to play both ikesen and ikevam. A few days ago I started to play ikevam again - le comte's bday is coming and I don't have enough diamonds, but shush. Anyway, this post is made to reveal my plans for october.

This year I added three more fandom to kinktober beside the cybird games: Obey me (still otome game), Mo Dao Zu Shi and Tian Guan Ci Fu (both of them are novels and I suggest to read them/the manhua or watch the anime/the live action).

Reading @quacking-feck's list (whom I thank for giving the prompt for this event) I couldn't imagine anything for ikesen, but I swear I'll write some smut for the warlords boys as well.

Ikevam

Day 3: Hate-fucking - Comte x Vlad

Day 17: Formal wear - Comte x reader

Day 25: Biting - Mozart x reader

Day 28: Shibari - Dazai x reader

Obey me

Day 2: Biting - Solomon x reader

Day 13: Seduction - Simeon x reader

Day 22: Threesome - Luci x reader x Simeon

Mo Dao zu shi

Day 6: Lactation - Peacock x Shijie (I don't remember their name, but I'll be sure to know them when I'll write)

Day 23: Tentacles - Lan Wanji x Wei Wuxian

Day 31: Inhuman sex - Dragon! Lan Wanji x Wei Wuxian

Tian Guan Ci Fu

Day 17: Phone sex - beefleaf (give the time to remember their names too)

Day 18: Mind Breaking - Hua Cheng x Xie Lian

Day 31: Inhuman sex - Demon! Hua Cheng x Xie Lian

I'll post my works both on Ao3 and tumblr. On tumblr I'll tag them #kinktober2020works. See you all tomorrow with the Solomon fic (I hope to not be late T^T). I hope you all will enjoy this october wherever you are and I hope you all are fine.

[odissey061]

Obey me! works

I want to give my contribution to obey MAX, so here you are my works and since the bros have a lot of continents, I focused more on my fave characters: Simeon and Solomon

Simeon

Paradise [AU: strippers] (NSFW)

His hands sinfully stroked the skin, lingering in the lower part of his abdomen and she desired they were hers. In a fluid movement, he bent over the ground; the expression on his face was intense and ecstatic, as if he were close to having an orgasm. She had never thought it was possible to be aroused by dance, but she took all back, feeling the erotic charge emanated from his moves.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The little mermaid [AU: Fairytales](NSFW) -> longfic: work in progress

Once the little mermaid is on the mainland can speak and the witch of the sea is the king's mistress and help her? Are you telling me the little mermaid has also an evil mother? You probably don't remember the story in this way.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

His darling [AU: yandere] (NSFW)

The electric feeling of his bare hands against her wet count made her shiver as she groaned louder and he whispered to her ear:"Be quiet, little lamb, now I didn't ask for your loud moans". He tightened the hand around her neck, in the silent threat that he was ready to use the force to keep her lovely groan.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The hidden sensuality of an angel (nsfw)

Simeon surprised her with a few words:”Have you ever heard about tantric massage?”. “I didn't know you knew so much about this topic: it's shocking news for me” she said slightly surprised and he smiled with a mischievous grin:”I did many things in the Celestial Realm that you cannot imagine, little lamb”.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Cinderella [AU: Fairytale]

sweat. He passed the hand through the damped hair as he tried to send away the sadness from him. He dreamed that he found the girl he saw at the ball, but she preferred staying in that house. He left the house with the pain in the heart: he wouldn’t ever be able to forget her, but his father was going to make him marry another woman. It was only a dream, this isn’t going to happen. He repeated to himself. But was it really a dream? The purpose of the ball was to make him choose the woman to marry and who captivated his gaze was an unknown girl. He wanted to dance with her, talk to her, but she escaped before he could even ask her name. He asked his father three days to find her, but it looked like she had vanished in the air: it had been two days of research in each house of the kingdom, but there was no sign of her. That was the last day in which he could find her, otherwise, he would have married a woman whom he didn’t love.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Celestial war [AU: alternative angel and demon] (NSFW) -> longfic: work in progress. the name will change soon

___'s investigation sees an unnatural death: there are no traces of poison or any harm, yet Anne Bennet is dead. She has an esoterical tattoo on the body and it's possible that she had sex with a demon. ___, as she continues with the case, has strange dreams about a celestial voice that claims to be her mother: is this maybe related to the fact the prince of Hell and his loyal guard are having a holiday on Earth? Is there any connection among the demons, ___ and the case of homicide?

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Simeon's headcanon (NSFW)

SFW

To celebrate the new lessons, some headcanon with the most beautiful angel with the most unholy shoulders. Simeon's headcanon SFW Love for a

Wow, only know I realize how much smut I have written about him. Should I bath in holy water and ask for forgiveness?

(Simeon's reaction to my fanfiction)

Solomon

Rurin

"Don't worry, y/n, the spell will end in some days" Simeon reassured you. It was easy for him: he wasn't the one who had two oral tests the day after! "Yes, I know, but I can't speak so tomorrow: everyone will make fun of me and my pride will be ruined. Rurin" you exclaimed and Solomon laughed again. He was watching that damned video made by Levi. You took the DDD from his grasp and tried to delete it:"How is it possible you have this? Rurin", "Asmodeus gave me. Stop running" he answered as he ran after you. The DDD floated out of your hand and went back in his owner's: that sly wizard used his powers, it wasn't fair! "Okay, I'll help you to remove the spell, follow me in my room" he said and you felt the need to cry for the happiness: he wasn't a bad guy after all, he just played hard to get.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Solomon x reader os [various AU] (NSFW) -> work in progress

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Snow White and the seven dwarves [AU: Fairytale] -> longfic: finished

What happens when the charming prince is not interested in the princess but in someone older and the princess joins to a bandit group to save her people? Chaos. Add also a powerful magician that, after making a pact with the villain and, lost all of his powers, is cured by a pure soul. Now shake it off and you have this fanfiction.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Celestial war [AU: alternative angel and demon] (NSFW) -> longfic: work in progress. Scroll up for the link

Solomon (thoughts, theories and headcanon) (NSFW)

I'm a lazy potato and idk when it will be ready, but when it's done I'll add the link

Wow... I wrote a few for him... but I'm sure I'll write more in the future.

[odissey061]

Simeon

Remember me (NSFW) <- new

She lost her memories: she forgot about the whole time passed in Devildom with the demons brother. Diavolo explained to Lucifer that, after what Belphegor did to her, developing a trauma was an understandable happening. it was easy to say that her human brain deleted everything for the shock, but accepting it wasn't.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Angel's sin (NSFW)

The exchange program had ended a month ago and Simeon and Luke were back in the Celestial Realm; instead, y/n and Solomon were on the Hearth. They hadn't seen each other from then and the communication was impossible. Their lives were like two parallel lines: destined to don't cross anymore. Forgetting her love and moving forward was the right choice, right? Thus, Simeon was an angel and she was a human: her life was shorter and briefer than his, plus their love was a crime against God. Then why he couldn't go on with his life?

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Selfish love

He had loved her, in the altruistic and whole that only an angel is capable of, but he realized too late that that feeling was like a knife: the body started to bleed when it was removed. And he removed it, making her bleed. His love was flawless but frail like a castle of cards, but now it was destroyed and what remained was nothing.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Solomon

A letter from the past

She wanted to answer that, even if she knew him, there was something mysterious about him, the sense of uneasiness that followed him was given to his unpredictableness and it made nervous even the most powerful reigners of Devildom.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Under the lantern's ligh <- new

He didn't come to Devildom to have a romantic affair with someone, yet, right that moment, seeing her surrounded by spirits and fireflies, he recognized that he was too carried away with the atmosphere to resist any longer to the impulse of kissing her.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

A steamy night (NSFW) <- new

Sure, her boyfriend was a mysterious sorcerer, but he knew how to relax after tiring activities. She closed the eyes and let out a satisfied moan: for her sore body, there was nothing better than a hot bath. She opened the eyes and she found her lover leaned on the door’s frame

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Bonus character

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[odissey061]

Obey me! works

I want to give my contribution to obey MAX, so here you are my works and since the bros have a lot of continents, I focused more on my fave characters: Simeon and Solomon

Simeon

Paradise [AU: strippers] (NSFW)

His hands sinfully stroked the skin, lingering in the lower part of his abdomen and she desired they were hers. In a fluid movement, he bent over the ground; the expression on his face was intense and ecstatic, as if he were close to having an orgasm. She had never thought it was possible to be aroused by dance, but she took all back, feeling the erotic charge emanated from his moves.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The little mermaid [AU: Fairytales](NSFW) -> longfic: work in progress

Once the little mermaid is on the mainland can speak and the witch of the sea is the king's mistress and help her? Are you telling me the little mermaid has also an evil mother? You probably don't remember the story in this way.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

His darling [AU: yandere] (NSFW)

The electric feeling of his bare hands against her wet count made her shiver as she groaned louder and he whispered to her ear:"Be quiet, little lamb, now I didn't ask for your loud moans". He tightened the hand around her neck, in the silent threat that he was ready to use the force to keep her lovely groan.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

The hidden sensuality of an angel (nsfw)

Simeon surprised her with a few words:”Have you ever heard about tantric massage?”. “I didn't know you knew so much about this topic: it's shocking news for me” she said slightly surprised and he smiled with a mischievous grin:”I did many things in the Celestial Realm that you cannot imagine, little lamb”.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Cinderella [AU: Fairytale]

sweat. He passed the hand through the damped hair as he tried to send away the sadness from him. He dreamed that he found the girl he saw at the ball, but she preferred staying in that house. He left the house with the pain in the heart: he wouldn’t ever be able to forget her, but his father was going to make him marry another woman. It was only a dream, this isn’t going to happen. He repeated to himself. But was it really a dream? The purpose of the ball was to make him choose the woman to marry and who captivated his gaze was an unknown girl. He wanted to dance with her, talk to her, but she escaped before he could even ask her name. He asked his father three days to find her, but it looked like she had vanished in the air: it had been two days of research in each house of the kingdom, but there was no sign of her. That was the last day in which he could find her, otherwise, he would have married a woman whom he didn’t love.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Celestial war [AU: alternative angel and demon] (NSFW) -> longfic: work in progress. the name will change soon

___'s investigation sees an unnatural death: there are no traces of poison or any harm, yet Anne Bennet is dead. She has an esoterical tattoo on the body and it's possible that she had sex with a demon. ___, as she continues with the case, has strange dreams about a celestial voice that claims to be her mother: is this maybe related to the fact the prince of Hell and his loyal guard are having a holiday on Earth? Is there any connection among the demons, ___ and the case of homicide?

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Simeon's headcanon (NSFW)

SFW

To celebrate the new lessons, some headcanon with the most beautiful angel with the most unholy shoulders. Simeon's headcanon SFW Love for a

Wow, only know I realize how much smut I have written about him. Should I bath in holy water and ask for forgiveness?

(Simeon's reaction to my fanfiction)

Solomon

Rurin

"Don't worry, y/n, the spell will end in some days" Simeon reassured you. It was easy for him: he wasn't the one who had two oral tests the day after! "Yes, I know, but I can't speak so tomorrow: everyone will make fun of me and my pride will be ruined. Rurin" you exclaimed and Solomon laughed again. He was watching that damned video made by Levi. You took the DDD from his grasp and tried to delete it:"How is it possible you have this? Rurin", "Asmodeus gave me. Stop running" he answered as he ran after you. The DDD floated out of your hand and went back in his owner's: that sly wizard used his powers, it wasn't fair! "Okay, I'll help you to remove the spell, follow me in my room" he said and you felt the need to cry for the happiness: he wasn't a bad guy after all, he just played hard to get.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Solomon x reader os [various AU] (NSFW) -> work in progress

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Snow White and the seven dwarves [AU: Fairytale] -> longfic: finished

What happens when the charming prince is not interested in the princess but in someone older and the princess joins to a bandit group to save her people? Chaos. Add also a powerful magician that, after making a pact with the villain and, lost all of his powers, is cured by a pure soul. Now shake it off and you have this fanfiction.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Celestial war [AU: alternative angel and demon] (NSFW) -> longfic: work in progress. Scroll up for the link

Solomon (thoughts, theories and headcanon) (NSFW)

I'm a lazy potato and idk when it will be ready, but when it's done I'll add the link

Wow... I wrote a few for him... but I'm sure I'll write more in the future.