good boys that you just can’t help riding till they cry ♡ moaning, writhing and mewling under you as you drop your weight on him, the loud slapping of skin resounding in the room along with his voice and your amused chuckles. He’s cummed so many times he doesn’t know what’s going on anymore, delirious and spit bubbling from his mouth, rolled eyes, all he can pick up is the sparks of pleasure going up his body. His dick is a angry dark pink, your tight hole milking him so much he’s about to go dry. But it’s not any time soon. Because no matter how overstimulated, how much he cries, he is definitely not done anytime soon, the amount of cum he just spurt out is proof of that.
🐇- armin, chuuya, dazai, atsushi, ranpo, poe, angel devil, choso, gojo, grim/casper (adwd), jinshi, izuku (adult), tomioka, rengoku, MAYBE MAYBEEEE katsuki (adult and after fighting to convince him), amajiki, kaneki, reigen, kurapika, shinichiro, link (tloz), sebastian (stardew)
authors note: hi guys! Thank u for 300 followers and I’m sorry for not writing for so long. if u guys have other character suggestions please let me know! I don’t think these characters are solely subs but are willing to sub, I will write again soon! Also this isn’t edited I will edit any grammar mistakes soon :)
special thanks to my friend for helping me choose the characters 🫶
you, angel devil, and aki hayakawa catch a ride back after work. turns out having the three of you pressed up against each other in the backseat is a bad idea.
✧ feat : hayakawa aki x fem!reader, angel devil x fem!reader (1.4k words)
✧ warning(s) : exhibitionism, improper senior/junior dynamic, semi-public sex, fingering, fingers in mouth, reader calls aki sir, two usages of senpai
this is an nsfw fic. minors + ageless blogs dni.
✧ a/n : seeing these two freaks animated in the reze movie fundamentally altered me as a person & rearranged my brain chemistry. happy first post of 2026! hope the fact that it's akiangelreader smut will be a good omen for the rest of the year <3
please reblog & comment ! it makes me rly happy ^_^
This is exactly the problem with not driving his own car, Aki Hayakawa thinks to himself. Now he's stuck in the back seat with a couple of devils; his partner and the junior they're both supposed to be training. Training. Aki scoffs. Yeah. Like teaching you how to take cock is part of the job scope.
Angel Devil's wings are taking up approximately ninety percent of the space in the back and it's severely getting on Aki's nerves. You don't seem to have a problem with it though, giggling and poking at them like they're a novelty attraction. And Angel, for all his constant whining about how troublesome you are, is actually letting you caress them while he looks at you with the barest hint of a soft smile playing about his lips.
When you feel the weight of Aki's gaze, you fix your doe-eyed stare at him instead, clambering impossibly closer to grin, “We did well today, right, sir?” He's heard the title a million times from his other subordinates but it never makes him feel the way he does when it's coming from your pretty mouth. He grunts noncommittally and your face falls, mouth drooping into your trademark pout, “C'mon, Hayakawa-senpai! I deserve a reward, don't I?”
Aki's eyebrow twitches. He knows exactly what kind of reward you want. It doesn’t go unnoticed by Angel, who lets a lazy smirk curl his lips, “Yeah, Hayakawa-senpai. We've been good today.” Angel rarely shows any emotion other than apathy but ever since you've joined their duo Aki swears Angel has become far more devilish. Case in point: right now.
“Have you? And for that matter, has she?” Aki rolls his eyes, wondering how on earth he ended up in such a fucked-up situation with his coworkers. And though he'll deny it till his last breath he doesn't regret it in the slightest.
“I'm an angel,” the pink-haired devil shrugs and leans back in his seat to gaze out the window, “I'm always good.”
“I've been good too, sir, you know I have!” You're all up in his face and Aki is realising once again that he should have fucking driven to work today because this car is way too cramped – your fingers are splayed across his thigh, nails digging into his skin ever so slightly as you blink those huge eyes at him and not-so-innocently move your hand higher.
“Hey.” His brows knit together as his hands ball into fists in his lap, muscles tight from the struggle of holding himself back, “Behave yourself.”
“Will I get a reward if I do?” You give him a grin with just too many teeth and Aki ponders for the millionth time why the fuck he always gets saddled with the freaks of the public safety bureau.
“We are in a car. Someone else is driving.” His jaw is clenched and his voice is clipped, terse with an undercurrent of tension that's a dead giveaway to how much he actually wants this no matter what he pretends otherwise.
“That guy?” Disbelief colouring your tone, you point a thumb at the driver, clearly just some random entry-level employee blasting rock music in his headphones and who couldn't care less about anything other than getting the three of you home asap and enjoying the rest of his Friday night. “He's not paying attention at all.”
“That doesn't mean-” A loud flap interrupts Aki, and when he blinks Angel has spread his wings in such a manner that one feathered side is blocking the driver's entire view of the backseat. The devil is wearing a faux-innocent smile mirrored on your expression as the two of you peer at Aki to gauge his reaction, “Problem solved.”
“We are going to get in a car accident and fucking die.” Aki groans, looking heavenward and praying desperately for some deity out there to save him.
“Well, at least I won't have to work anymore.” Angel sighs, prompting you to giggle at his forlorn tone.
Aki snaps.
“Fucking fine, if you both want to get arrested that fucking badly-” He spreads your legs roughly enough to pull a squeal from your lips, unceremoniously slipping a hand up your skirt to find your panties already damp. “Shit, you're already this wet? Should've known you just couldn't fucking wait for us to get home.”
“Sir, please-” A dangerously loud whine as your hips buck into his calloused fingers, so close yet so far from where you need him most.
“Shh…” Angel cups your face with a gloved hand, turning your chin to meet his maroon eyes gleaming with lust, “There we go.” His fingers tap your cheeks experimentally and your mouth drops open like a dog waiting for a treat – you're used to this by now. “See, I told you she's been good.” Angel mutters to Aki, sliding two fingers into your hot, wet mouth where you start to suck on them like they're your favourite candy.
“Shut the fuck up.” The devil hunter huffs, pulling aside the gusset of your panties to finally, finally slip his index finger into you. You would moan if you weren't so busy choking on Angel's glove, yet another pair you're ruining by drooling all over it – he doesn't care, getting him a new one will be Aki's problem.
Both Angel and Aki's fingers are delightfully long, reaching places inside you that you just can't on your own no matter how hard you try and it sends you into ecstasy every time. With the taste of leather in your mouth and the sensation of your senior’s fingers crooking just right inside you it feels like your every nerve is on fire, jolts of pleasure singing up your spine and making you see stars.
“You're so fucking spoiled.” Aki growls, trailing heated kisses down your neck as your eyes squeeze shut in bliss, “Always getting what you want.”
“You're the one who spoils her.” Angel points out, tilting his head to observe you curiously. He knows watching you gag on his fingers is the closest he can get to touching you the way Aki does, so he does his best to memorise every little detail every time. The way your eyes glaze over when he presses the pad of his thumb into your mouth, or how eagerly you swirl your tongue around his fingers – they're all etched into his mind like it's something sacred.
“Don't act like you're so innocent.” Aki retorts as he strokes your clit, relishing in the keen you let out. Even though he knows he really shouldn't be doing this in the back seat of a fucking office car – and since he is, he should be focusing on making sure you keep quiet – Aki just can't help the devil on his shoulder whispering the truth; he wants everyone to know that it's him making you feel this good. He's come so far from his days of despising devils.
“Like I said,” Angel withdraws his fingers from your mouth with a sticky squelch, and you mewl at the sudden emptiness, “I'm a devil first. And we've reached, by the way.”
The lights of Aki's apartment building shine down on the car through the night, illuminating the place the three of you call home – Aki doesn't know when his house became devil central but he wouldn't change it for the world. “That enough of a reward for you?” He murmurs, pulling back and hurriedly adjusting the hem of your skirt to a somewhat presentable length.
“I didn't even get to finish!” You pout, bumping your forehead against his arm before you and Angel tumble out of the car together while Aki thanks the driver, who thankfully doesn't seem to have noticed anything amiss. He's probably used to the eccentricities of Special Division 4 – everyone's heard the rumours, after all.
“Too bad.” Aki says dryly as he slams the door shut, “Try behaving better next time.”
“Ugh! You're so mean!” Sticking out your tongue, you run ahead, grabbing Angel Devil by the sleeve of his blazer, “C'mon, Angel, let's leave this meanie behind and go home first!”
“Ahh…” Angel sighs and follows after you at a much slower pace, “Okay, but I want ice-cream.”
Aki can't stop the fond smile curving his lips as he watches the two of you skipping up the stairs. Even if he did get the short end of the stick when it came to partners, you're both his freaks and he wouldn't trade your bizarre dynamic for anything. Unable to keep the amusement from his voice, he jingles the housekeys in his hand and calls out something that makes you both freeze, “Nice try, but neither of you are getting inside without me.”
“...Oh.”
i love them an unreasonable amount UGH they make me sick </3 can fujimoto ever let anyone be happy ever
contains: x fem!reader, mutual masturbation, pillow humping, possibly ooc, they’re in love
note: soz if this is ooc, i’ve only watched the anime and movie and this was wrote in under an hour and barely proofread 😅😅
angel's eyes were all over you, trained to the way your hips buck up, giving his low eyes a glimpse of the wet patch your pussy left. they watch as your hands grip the edge of his pillow, the way you head falls over, picking it right back up and throwing back whenever you tease your clit just right, your hips bucking wilder as you chase your release.
and god, the way your whines and moans filled his ears, and the way you look at him with that pout.
"angel, i wanna touch you s'bad.."
fuck.
your eyes drink in the sight of angel's long ginger falling onto his shoulders, the way his muscles flex as he jerks his cock—grunts leaving his lips as he tries to match the pace your hips rut. your eyes following the way his balls move with each pump of his hand, the way his head often falls back, adams apple bobbing as he moans.
god, he looked so fucking beautiful.
his legs legs are tucked under his thighs, spread wide as his body leans back in just the slightest— arm leaned back as he holds himself up.
his position makes you see everything. it's addicting.
"don't stop- please-" angel begs, his voice traveling south. "'want you to cum all over my pillow, please-"
you frantically nod your head— "yesyesyes" you chant, body shaking as you rut your hips against the fabric like a feral animal.
angel moans your name, eyes resisting to close so he wouldn’t lose the sight of you— his hips buck upwards and his balls tighten as he gets closer and closer to his climax.
"agh- fuck- i wanna touch you so- uh!" angel moans, hips stutter as his cum begins to shoot from his red throbbing tip, some of the hot liquid reaching your skin.
your body locks up and you let out a sob as you cum, head falling forward as tears begin to weld in your eyes.
"angel- i love you-" you choke, hand reaching to wipe your tears as it blurs the sight of the devil in front of you
"i love you too." angel's chest heaves as he speaks— and for a moment, it felt as if he touched you.
smut; Sex with a partner you can't touch isn't a challenge passed easily. Not until you think to let another person join - for you to enjoy and for Angel to visualize himself in.
Longing is all Angel knows. Your relationship and the restriction his power imposes makes your presence unbearable sometimes - so near yet impossible to touch. And after all this time, after every trick and every technique you've tried - the gloves, the mutual masturbation, the phone sex - you had a new idea. A vessel for you to fuck and for Angel to imagine himself in.
Aki seemed like the logical choice. The fellow devil hunter already had his eyes on you and your boyfriend, charmingly sweet and very obviously willing. Even more so when you approached him with the proposal. Asking a coworker to have sex with you while your partner watches was not a situation you ever imagined yourself in, but you managed surprisingly well over two evening beers and a drawn-out cigarette.
"So... you'll fuck me. For Angel..." Aki repeats your proposal back to you, eyes cast to the smoke rising from his words.
You hum, watching him closely. He doesn't seem turned off by the idea at all. If anything, the small blush over his cheeks and teeth nervously nibbling on his lower lip betray a sense of excitement. "Yeah. What do you think?"
Aki turns his head, thinking it over like he hadn't made his decision already. There's silence as he takes another deep drag, and takes his time exhaling, fingers nervously dancing over the cigarette. "Sure."
In your bedroom, Aki feels like the stranger he is. This private space reserved for you and the angel devil now infiltrated by him, awkwardly sitting on the bed, hair down, hands nervously wringing. The devil hunter tries not to stare, tries not to care about what you two are discussing one last time, but his eyes keep wandering back to you and Angel, close, talking.
The devil stares up at you, eyes big, lips parted, nervous and excited. "Just enjoy yourself, darling," you reassure, smiling gently. The urge to reach out and cradle your boyfriend's face seems overwhelming, your hands curling by your sides. "Tell me if there's anything you don't like."
He nods, biting his lip, his eyes shyly casting to Aki. "Okay..." he murmurs, blinking at the blushing devil hunter. Angel's hands clutch the hoodie you handed him tighter before he retreats to a chair by the bed, wings wrapped around him protectively.
Aski's attention already jumps back to you, approaching him with a curious kind of hunger in your eyes. He's underneath you in seconds, eyes wide, hair loose against the mattress. "Put on a good show for him, yeah?" you murmur to him, lips on his neck, leaving a trail of nibbles up to Aki's ear.
He turns his head, glancing at Angel, still curled on the chair, white feathers surrounding his form like a shield. Their eyes meet, red flush now matching on their cheeks before your guiding hand forces Aki's attention back on you, chin between your fingers. Blue eyes look up at you, widened, blown with waiting arousal.
Aki's lips are soft, tangibly nervous against yours, and easily submitting, and with closed eyes, it's almost surprisingly easy to imagine Angel underneath you instead, kissing you so willingly, so surprisingly desperate. Aki's hands curl against the mattress before your guidance allows them to hold onto your shirt, the contact warm and close, like you're used to this already - being touched without restraint.
Your kiss deepens, broken when Aki's shaky fingers pull your shirt upwards, over your head, revealing your naked torso. The hunter's eyes are shy when they cast down only briefly, swallowing at the display of nude skin. Angel is shameless with his staring, pulling his hoodie of yours up to his nose, and inhaling subtly.
The first moan falls from Aki's lips when your finger presses into him, now naked beneath you, his legs spread like an invitation for the pulsating erection between your thighs. He's tight, wrapping around your digit like you're the first he's ever taken, writhing beautifully with every thrust. Angel has started getting restless, shifting, eyes widened, wings twitching away and close again.
You press another finger into the male beneath you, turning to look at Angel, who's watching Aki like the twitches of his body speak a foreign language. "Faster," Angel's voice is so quiet, it barely carries over to you.
"Faster?" you repeat, turning to look at Aki, who's too focused on being stuffed to comprehend a single word. "If that's what you want, babe," you shrug, grinning, fingers picking up pace.
Aki's body jerks in response, a loud gasp falling from his bitten lips while his head turns against the mattress, desperate to grasp the feel of your fingers penetrating him and stretching him further with each thrust. "F-fuck! C-can't, I... can't," he cries out, thighs straining as they try to close against your other hand keeping them apart.
"You can, baby," you correct easily, speaking loud enough for your boyfriend to hear you. "Still gotta take my cock, 'kay? Be good." He whines, his hands grabbing onto his own legs, holding himself open for you but avoiding eye contact, even from Angel. Your attention is on Aki's hole, swallowing your thrusts greedily, opening wider each time you stretch your fingers.
"Think you're ready, hm?" you hum after some time, looking at Angel while asking the question. The devil had shyly positioned his palm over his pants, pressing against his arousal, fingers flexing each time you thrust into Aki. You can't help a smile, barely even registering the confirming grunt from Aki.
His arms wrap around your neck when you lean over him, thighs adjusting until your cock is just pressing against him, hole puckering to take you in. Your attention isn't on Aki, though, it's fully trained on Angel, watching the devil's eyes widen when your cock is slowly swallowed by his colleague's ass, the tightness visibly pulling you in, making the muscles of your thighs twitch until you're entirely buried.
Angel is biting his lip, face contorted in pleasure like it isn't Aki being split open by you but your boyfriend. The strangled moans from beneath you finally make you turn your head, faced with Aki's rolled back eyes, lips parted as if his lungs crave for more air than the room provides. His Addams Apple bobs with every choked whimper, inviting you to lean down and leave a bite along the side of Aki's neck. You enjoy this easy affection, the ability to touch and claim and feel however you want.
Your hips start moving almost automatically, rutting into Aki, clumsy at first, more need than technique behind the thrusts until composure finds you again and you angle your hips properly and find an easy rhythm. Each slap of your body into Aki's has the man grunt out another moan, thighs tightly locked around you.
A more familiar-sounding whimper makes your attention jump again, needing a second to register what's happening next to you. Angel had pulled down his pants, legs propped up on the chair, wings still close to almost shield what is happening - the devil two fingers deep inside himself, watching you and Aki through hooded eyes, and matching the rhythm.
The visual makes you groan, hips stuttering, arms weakening the slightest bit. You're glad Angel is able to enjoy this too. Aki looks over as well, eyes lidded and not betraying any thoughts about the devil touching himself. You do notice his subtly bucking hips and prominently turned-on expressions - Aki is putting on more of a show.
You fuck deeper into him, dragging it out, closing your eyes to imagine the angel underneath you instead. When you open them to find Aki, you're not disappointed. Angel's moans reach you more freely now, the pleasure taking his restraint and shame easily, making it harder to hold back.
"Fuck," you grunt, fighting to keep your head lifted, and look at Angel, who's still mimicking your pace, "I'm getting close, baby. You too?" Aki whines but seems to understand he isn't the one being spoken to. His hand wanders downwards to stroke himself along each of your thrusts.
Angel can only nod, unable to form words, his high-pitched noises telling of the pleasure he feels. Aki's easily spilled moans start to mix with Angel's hypnotically, and it doesn't take long before the irresistible mix of sensations finally pulls you over the edge.
"C-coming," you announce between gritted teeth, barely making the word out before your release paints Aki's insides, seconds after he came, his release spurted over his pale stomach, chest rising from the intensity. Your body strains, eyes involuntarily closing as the sensation blurs your vision.
Angel comes almost simultaneously with you the sound familiarly lewd just before you collapse next to Aki, breathing heavily, feeling the warmth of the hunter's skin right next to you. There's nothing but the sound of synchronizing breaths filling the room for a long moment before the soft tap tap tap of gentle feet joins. The bed dips when Angel climbs onto it, sliding into your waiting arms along a blanket draped between you with practiced ease.
No one speaks, not yet, simply letting the energy of three spent and satisfied bodies shift the atmosphere into comfortable buzz and allowing ideas of what this arrangement might lead to root deeply.
warning(s) ; sexually explicit content, submissive ! angel devil, bottom-leaning verse ! angel devil, use of sex toys, mutual masturbation
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angel is a submissive to his core when it comes to his preference in the bedroom, and one that is remarkably good at doing what he’s told and taken whatever he’s given with only minimal complaints. and this preference is partially because he just likes being pampered, partially because he can’t be bothered to take control despite the clear strength difference between the two of you, and partially because it’s generally just much safer to give you full control rather than risk him slipping up — and by removing that source of stress it makes sexual intimacy actually enjoyable for him, which is ideal
left to his own devices he easily falls into the role of a pillow prince. not to say that he can’t or won’t put in a bit of effort to make you feel good or to, at least, reciprocate some of what you’re doing to him. because he can and he will, sometimes. just that laying back and letting you take what you need and give what you want is… easier for him, and thus what he gravitates towards the most
penetrative sex is very rare for you two as there are a lot of risks that come with it given how deadly his touch is and how much work you need to do in order to mitigate the danger. that being said, when you do two have penetrative sex angel prefers to bottom as he both enjoys it more and feels like it’s safer for you — especially if you need to use a strap to fuck him because then you’re pretty much completely protected. that being said, he can and will fuck you if you ask… or, rather, let you ride his cock because he is much too lazy to take control to that extent
as far as positions go, he’s not all that picky so long as he gets to see your face when you’re being intimate as seeing you get off makes the experience that much better for him. so things like missionary, cowgirl, and the like are always winners. but if you want to incorporate a mirror into your sex life then that opens the door to even more variety for you both
he has pretty simple tastes when it comes to the types of toys he prefers that the two of you use when you’re being intimate — and, in fact, on his own the most ‘unusual’ thing he’d buy is a simple vibrator or a particularly girthy dillo. that being said, with enough assurance from you he can be convinced to try most things once, as long as they’re not super boring or pose some potential risk to you (he is a devil after all, even the most peculiar and elaborate toys are unlikely to be able to actually do much to him)
the main way you two will end up being intimate together is through mutual masturbation, given that it eliminates the risk that comes with touching him altogether. that way you get to watch each other get off, experience pleasure, and even exchange pleas or praise or instructions (depending on your specific dynamics and the needs of the moment) as much as you want. after all, as long as your skin isn’t touching his there’s literally no risk so the sky’s the limit here
thinking about devil lore affecting how they have sex
angel can't touch people, so he likely has clothed sex with aki- with aki sometimes tied because he keeps touching angel's skin. or they just masturbate together
with quanxi, pingsti takes a curious approach with having sex with a semi-human, cosmo accidentally breaks her mind sometimes due to excitement, long drinks her blood and tsugihagi (because of the stitches) probably dismembers her
himeno (who isn't a devil but has a contract with one and uses it actively) uses the ghost devil to restrain her partners as she has sex with them
it's hard to fuck any of the hybrids without accidentally activating their devil forms (making out with barem and pushing his molar, or fondling spear's neck and pulling out the spear lodged in it)
violence is probably the only fiend to have simple chill sex and simple chill aftercare lmao
there might be more but i can't think of them right now so i might follow up with another one later
Technically this will probably be part 4? But I have writers block about part 3 lol so this is where we’re going
NSFW this time besties, nothing too crazy but def some wing play 🤭
Sitting on the floor with your knees pushed up to your chest while nursing a beer. “Angel?” You ask hesitantly.
“Hmm?” He replies casually
“Have you ever had sex? Ya know since you can’t touch anyone? But like condoms exist so.. I’m just curious” you blush and sip your drink.
“Yeah a couple times but it’s nothing special in my opinion” he had gotten use to touching any part of you now. His hand twirled a lock of your hair.
“Would you wanna see what it’s like without protection?” You ask partially stumbling over your words, afraid to look at him.
“Uhh with you?” Before you can answer his chin is leaning over your shoulder lazily as he pushes your hair out of his face.
“Yeah if you’re into it” you try acting casual about it.
“I think so yeah” not sure what to do next he kisses your cheek and it takes you by surprise. With wide eyes you look up to him.
Smirking you ask “Have you ever truly kissed anyone before?”
His gaze breaks away and his hand trails to twirl your hair around a finger again.
“Not exactly” and he looks embarrassed but all you can feel is sad for him. Never getting to physically touch skin on skin. Always physically distanced from everyone around him forever.
You look into his big brown eyes and move so your lips are hovering over his, shared ragged breaths linger between you both. Your lips tenderly press against his and your hand slides in his hair. Locking him into the kiss as your lips slide against his. Softly opening your mouth and kissing him properly, lips slotting against his as he pants into your movements.
Then he pushes you off by the shoulders but doesn’t let go. His eyes search your face for a moment before leaning back in to further explore your lips.
Crawling up on the couch, your lips never leaving his, you press him back. Straddling his waist as you make out, you notice his hands instinctively stay above your clothes.
“Come on” you say smirking and pull him by the hand to your room. Striping your clothes before laying down leaves you in just a soft bra and undies that don’t match. Angel removes his shirt and shorts before sitting on the edge of your bed.
Patting the bed in front of you, Angel joins and lays facing you. Grabbing his hands and draping a leg over his small hips you tangle your bodies together. It’s foreign to angel and he’s not looking at your face but where your pelvises meet.
“Hey is this very different than times before for you?”
“Yeah” he breathes out.
“We can just lay like this if you’re overwhelmed”
“No I -“ trailing off he goes quiet.
Your hands soothe his, realizing that even though he may have had sex before, intimacy like this is a bit new.
“C’mere” you pull him in and trace patterns on his shoulder.
“Are your wings sensitive?” You ask quietly.
“A bit yes” he looks at you and tentatively moves his hands around your waist.
“Can I?” Your hand slides from his shoulder to his wing and softly traces down the bone of his wing.
“Oh fuck” he whispers
“Good to know” you giggle and kiss him again.
“Can I sleep in here?” He asks
“No sex?” You question a bit disappointed.
“I’m good” he replies quickly. But he also snuggles into you. Hands roaming your body, he breathes you in.
“Angel I .. I feel like maybe we-“
“Yeah I know” he cuts you off not wanting to face himself.
“But should we talk?” You can’t look at him either.
“Maybe but I’m not the best at this” he replies slowly.
“Okay well just know I have feelings here”
“Yeah me too”
“We can leave it there if you want”
“Yeah probably best”
The drinks from earlier take over your brain and the heat from angel laying next to you soothes you both to sleep.
——————
The next morning you wake up huddled together and covered by angels wing. Legs wrapped around his waist and his hands on you slowly and sleepily caressing your back.
Shifting your hips against him you feel how hard he is. Lazily you kiss along his face and push his hair out of his eyes.
“Morning” you whisper as you roll your hips on his.
“Sorr-“
“Don’t be. Do you wanna?” You ask softly.
“So much” and his hands are pulling at your underwear.
“One sec”
You run and pee and turn off the fan before laying back down next to him but completely naked now.
His hands trace down to your clit and he plays with your arousal.
“This is very different”
“For you I can imagine” and you suck on his neck. Scraping your teeth on his skin.
Pulling down his boxers and pumping him while he rubs at your folds.
“Fuck please” you whine while tugging his hair and pulling him into a heated kiss.
A muffled mmmff comes from him as you part your lips against his. Letting your tongue swipe in his mouth and your slit rubs on his length while he pulls you in by your hips. All one fluid motion like 2 pieces fitting together.
Slowly the head of his dick presses into you and he grabs at your hips with bruising strength. Fully feeling the slide into you and both of you letting out a sigh as he fully settles inside of you. Panting into the crook of his neck you kiss messily up to his lips. Each of you moving your hips into the others as your hands dig into skin.
“Fuck lay on your back” you ask as you both move to where you’re on top. Angel guides your hips a bit before reaching for your clit with his thumb. Swiping over it as you ride him. Foreheads pressed together with sticky sheen of sweat, your hair clinging to each others faces.
Using one hand to prop you up, the other slides along the inside of angels wing.
He lets out a yelp and his hips stutter up into you harder.
“Holy shit yes do that again” you moan into his shoulder.
Maybe his dick isnt the biggest but his hands are sensual and his noises are perfect. Hearts racing you trace the inside of his other wing. His hips fuck up again and all you can do is moan at how it hits just right.
All the intimacy and his thrusts meeting yours has you cumming. Biting into his shoulder and messily panting, drooling on him. He releases inside you and pulls your hips flush against him while he does.
Slowly his grip on your hips loosens as you both kiss and curl into each other.
Angel looks to you and says “you’re not allowed to die”
Giggling you kiss his cheek. “Good thing we made that contract hmm”
“Oh yeah this is what I want now. Blood is no motivator for me, not like this”
There’s a wild look in his eyes.
With him still inside you, you sit up and shake hands. “Deal”
