#demon!noah

[concretejunglefm]

[concretejunglefm]

Tonight I am thinking about sleep paralysis demon Noah who visits you frequently. At first just once a month or so, then once a week until eventually he's there on the daily. He's gotten a bit obsessed with you, watching you, even lurking in shadow while you're awake until one night he finds you sleeping naked on an especially hot summers night and he makes use of his paralysis powers to show you how his demon monster cock can spread you open 😫😵‍💫

(been on my monsterfucker shit lately)

cw: 18 + 𝖒𝖉𝖓𝖎. monsterfucking, dubcon, somnophilia, fingering, demon!noah, voyeurism, exhibitionism, spit as lube, masturbation, toy mention, mentions of obsession.

Lately, the dreams you’ve been having have been more like visions—sexual, vivid, consuming. You’re no stranger to the occasional wet dream, but come morning, you can’t help but feel as though there’s been something—or someone, between your thighs. You wake slick, frustration creeping in, and your fingers instinctively dip between the sheets to rub over your aching clit, undoing that tight knot coiled in your stomach, as flashes of the dream play like a film reel behind your closed eyes.

Even after scratching that itch and easing the frustration, thoughts linger, you could almost dismiss them as fantasies; something not human holding you down in bed, spreading your thighs beneath the sheets before it descends, filling you, making you cum again and again.

You find yourself distracted at work, lost in thought, trying to chalk it up to pure hormones, but when you slip off to the bathroom, there’s a wet patch—another beckoning for just one more. Your body aches, desperate for relief. What’s one more? No one will know.

When you finally return home, you shower, washing off the day and the lingering shame. Then you fall into bed in just your towel, searching your nightstand for your vibrator, pressing it to all the right places, rutting your hips, crying out over and over—unaware you’re performing for an audience.

He hides in the shadows, only creeping in when you’re unaware. So far, he’s made a plaything of you—taunted you in your sleep, watched how you respond when you wake from those vivid, intense dreams, but tonight, after you pass out—naked, on display, as though offering yourself as a gift, he wants to take the next step into something more.

Usually, he stands over you, his cock larger and thicker than anything human, aching and throbbing. He’s often thought about bringing the intense dreams he inspires to life, watching you fuck yourself with a toy of your choice most nights before sleep, as though you’re preparing yourself to take him. Anyone else who knew of his fascination would call it obsession, and maybe it is, but how could he deny someone so sweet, who has been waiting to be defiled by him.

He waits for the moment when you’re in the sweet spot of your sleep, teetering on the edge of waking while REM still holds you. That’s when he’s most powerful, able to use his own abilities to suspend you in limbo—paralyzed, vulnerable, open to him, to his wants and needs.

The lust coursing through him is undeniable, a magnetic pull drawing him closer. The second he’s near enough, his large hands spread your legs wider, just as your eyes flutter open. For a moment, he catches the flicker of fear in them—until a long, slender finger teases between your thighs, dragging along your still slick cunt. He watches the shift from fear to something bordering on lust.

He knows you can’t tell if you’re dreaming or awake, and usually he wouldn’t want to ruin that illusion, but as he opens his mouth, a deep, rumbling voice cuts through the haze.

“Oh, you’re not dreaming, little human. And I’m completely real.”

A sharp pinch to your clit makes you whimper pathetically, your body held firmly in place for him to toy with as he pleases.

“And I’ve been waiting a long time for this.”

Through the darkness, his eyes slit and shift from black to red—demonic. The corners of his mouth curl into an inhuman smirk as he flicks out the tip of his tongue, his deep seated hunger rising to the surface. A long string of saliva falls from his tongue, the only lubricant he uses to coat his large cock. You can’t see it, but you feel the thick tip dragging against your slit before pressing insistently at your tight hole.

Panic briefly flares, there’s no way you can take something that thick, but you don’t get a choice as he pushes forward.

“I saw you take that toy. I know you can take me too.”

The words shouldn’t arouse you, but they do. Heat floods through you at the thought of him watching you, knowing he’d been there even earlier tonight. Another push stretches you wider, and he begins to sink into your tight hole. Internally, you’re whining and moaning, but his hold on you keeps you silent as you feel the delicious, overwhelming stretch of him filling you deeper than anyone ever has. Your walls squeeze tightly around him, clenching as if to pull him in further.

“See? Such a greedy, needy little thing. I knew you would be.”

It’s taunting and arousing all at once. His hands grip your thighs, keeping them spread as his nails dig into your flesh, leaving scratches with every forceful thrust. He doesn’t care if it hurts, he’s lost in his own pleasure, watching the way your body stretches to take him. He admires the sight, knowing he’ll keep going until he’s satisfied—until he’s left his claim inside you, his pretty little human toy.

[concretejunglefm]

Begging for more sleep paralysis demon Noah please 🙏🏻

I want to thank @respectfulrebel for putting more thots in my head around demon!noah so here you are bb 🤲 💕

cw: 18 + 𝖒𝖉𝖓𝖎. monsterfucking, demon!noah, use of a tail for penetration, taunting, reader referred to as ‘human toy’ and ‘slut’.

How it happened, you’re not entirely sure. One moment you were sleeping, spending your nights waking from the most intense, vivid sex dreams you’ve ever had, and the next, you’ve become a demon’s human toy. Something he has no fear of bruising, of using in the late night hours, stretching your tight holes around his cock in ways that make you feel him inside you long after he’s slipped back into the shadows.

You almost anticipate it now, excited by the prospect, by the need building inside you, desperate to feel him.

Tonight when he comes, there’s a bounce in his step, a glimmer of something wicked in his eye as he approaches. He no longer needs to keep you suspended in a half awake state—not since he claimed you, not since you willingly offer yourself over.

“Tonight, you deserve something special.”

Tonight, his form seems bigger somehow—more muscular and demonic, and when he slips his tongue out, you see the forked tip, the way it looks longer, thicker, before he draws it back into his mouth. To your surprise, what comes to touch you isn’t a hand, but a tail—long and black, thick and bulbous at the end, emerging from behind him.

There’s a joke in there somewhere, something crude you should probably scold yourself for thinking, yet the moment the end of his tail starts to trail up your thigh, all those thoughts melt into one dangerously arousing realization: he’s going to fuck you with his tail.

It certainly holds no weight compared to his cock—though something tells you that assumption might be very, very wrong, especially when it sinks between your thighs and drags against you with distinct friction and ridges, as though it’s textured purely for your pleasure.

“What do you say, little human?” His deep voice reverberates through you, making you tremble as your thighs fall further apart. A large hand closes around your neck, pinning you to the pillows with ease.

“Yes…”

“Yes what?” the demon taunts.

You gasp as the tail flicks sharply against your sensitive clit, leaving you whining and squirming.

“Please…” you breathe.

His mouth curves into that familiar inhuman smile, satisfied by your pliant nature. “That’s my good little human slut,” he hisses, and you feel the press of his tail at your entrance, the slow stretch as he begins to slide into you with sinful ease, the ridges along the thick end dragging against your walls and feeding the pleasure already rippling through you.

“Fuck, how do you get so tight again?” he mockingly muses. “Don’t worry, we’ll fix that.”

It almost steals your breath, the way the end of his tail buried inside you begins to inflate, stretching you just like his cock does. You whine and moan, squirming with every steady swell, your mind going dizzy, thoughts swirling with what more he might do to you as he continues to test and toy with you, his favourite human toy.

[concretejunglefm]

Wait! I still not over Mirror Demon!Noah × Cryptid Demon!III × Sleep Paralysis Demon!Vessel × you. (This makes my size kink and monster fucker brain just *brrrrr* 🫠🙃)

All 3 of your holes are being used at the same time and they're HUGE. I'm not just talking about their heights, your ass and pussy are being stretched to the max and you're choking on the one down you're throat. Huge hands roaming around your body and someone's long tongue is playing with you're nipples (it's iii's tongue). Its all so oversimulating but you'd be lying to yourself if you said it didn't feel good.

brain.exe has broken 😵‍💫🫠

You’re literally being made a meal of, they’re fucking you every possible way, filling you up, taking full advantage of their abilities. Long tongues, extra appendages, even conjuring up more if they want 😏 they’ll make sure you’re thoroughly ruined. No thoughts in that pretty little head, nothing more than a fuck doll for demons, and just imagine how full you’ll feel after they spill every last drop of cum into you 🥵

[concretejunglefm]

You said Mirror Demon!Noah × Guardian Demon!Ruffilo × Sleep Paralysis Demon! Vessel × you but my I offer you Mirror Demon!Noah × Cryptid Demon!III × Sleep Paralysis Demon!Vessel × you 👀

Size Kink go *brrrrrr*

You don’t understand, the way I just had to toss my phone. I need a cigarette just thinking about this, and I don’t even smoke. God, cryptid demon!iii 🫠 as someone who loves cryptids (and would probably fuck certain ones), the idea of iii as one is doing a little something to me, and that’s without even factoring in the size kink 😵‍💫 because the size thing applies everywhere… right? like… big hands, big dic—

You think you’re safe out in these woods, tucked away in that cute little cabin for your solo vacation, but little do you know, your new mirror demon friend and sleep paralysis demon can and will follow you, and they’re not the only ones. You’ve caught the attention of a cryptid demon lurking in the area—one who may or may not have been stalking you those first couple of nights, watching you through the windows.

Just wait until he finds his way inside. All three of them will come together to show you there’s no need to be afraid of demons. In fact, you might end up showing them just how much you love them 🥰

[onebizarrekai]

Imagine when Demon!Noah flirts with Sorcerer!Terri,he just don't get it and replies like:"Hot stuff?I'm not on fire you know?" XD

And then Noah would just be like

And then it would be an appropriate time to bring this back

[onebizarrekai]

@nateev I think you may have accidentally created a new AU setting.

I present to you Demon!Noah and Sorcerer!Terri.

@purpledinorus