#demon!risotto

[theschneckenhouse]

[icollectyoursins]

Demon!Risotto x Reader x Demon!Prosciutto

Anon asked for “Here for s i n t i m e could I perhaps ask for nsfw demon ris and pro for the monster week thing? Submissive reader, if possible”

I am so sorry this is so late! Exams are happening and it’s stressing me out because I feel like the only one who’s prepared (I’m an acting student, so I not only have to rely on people showing up, but also knowing their lines in order to perform my best). Anyway! I have a small break where I can hopefully get stuff done. Sorry about the wait!

You were far too horny for you own good right now and somehow came up with the terrible idea of summoning a couple of demons to satisfy you, considering most of the men you met were less than pleasant. You knew what you were getting into, sort of, you just... weren’t expecting them to be so big.

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WARNINGS: Summoning demons and fucking demons, cunnilingus/eating pussy, claws, nipple play, biting, oral play (sucking on fingers), cumming on stomach, breeding, light implication of kidnapping? Uh... maybe new found partners in some questionable demons at the end.

Word Count: 1751

     Your jaw fell open at the sight in front of you. Two very tall and very gorgeous men-demon things stood completely bare. The taller one’s skin was dark with flecks of red and black dotting his shoulders, white hair settling around his face which was broken apart by long dark horns. Stunning gold bands wrapped around the base of them. His red eyes seemed to float on his face, you had to stop yourself from walking towards him, seemingly drawn in by them. 

     The smaller one was almost the same, but with a mix of deep blue and gold. His blonde hair was tied back into a series of buns. He had four horns a set of larger ones in the same place the other’s were, then a significantly smaller set beside them. They were also wrapped in gold, but there was more, glittering from base to tip. His eyes were a bright navy blue that swallowed you whole.

     On each of their wrists were silver shackles, minus the chain, a sign that there were bound here for the time being. They stared at you intently, waiting for you to say something but you were too awestruck. Your eyes flicked down to their members. One of them, you could for sure take, but the other... where did you put the lube again? You gulped, blushing furiously.

     They chuckled softly. The blue one reached his hand out to you, stepping closer to the boundary you had set. Their smiles were sincere, almost sweet. Tails flicked impatiently, waiting for you to move. You made a move to take off your top, but they stopped out.

     “We’ll take care of that, don’t worry. Just come here.” You did so, taking his hand in yours. He was warmer than you expected, not that you thought demons would be cold, but he was very warm. He pulled you into his arm, wrapping one around you as he walked back to the other one. 

     You were pushed gently in between them, then their hands were all over you, exploring every inch. The tall one pressed his lips into your scalp before tilting your head up and placing another kiss onto your forehead. They were remarkably gentle, littering your cheeks with light kisses while massaging circles into you. Slowly, your top was lifted off your body, blue lips following the fabric, pressing into your soft chest. You gasped, lifting your arms to cover yourself. They were quick to stop you, though, grabbing them and holding them firmly against your back.

     You began to struggle, taken out of the calmness they had built up into you. They only chuckled, kisses becoming more aggressive. You were lifted up lightly by the taller one, hands still behind your back. The other made quick work of your bottoms, taking everything off in a quick pull. Then, he wrapped your struggling leg around his waist, devilishly looking into your eyes.

     They were about to get started with wrecking you when you yelled. “No!” They stopped, a little annoyed. “No, no, no. Put me down.” They did, gentleness disappearing quickly.

     “Isn’t this what you wanted?” The blue one said, gripping your chin between his thumb and his finger. “You summoned us for a good fuck, right? I don’t see the problem.”

     The black one loomed over you, eyes narrowing. “You don’t want to change your mind, (Y/N).”

     “Stop, I summoned you, and you will do what I say.” You said indignantly. They only laughed at you. “It’s not funny. You are bound to this circle until I say so.” They exchanged a look, hiding their smiles.

     “What do you want us to do,” the tall one rumbled, drifting his gaze over your body. Uh... that was a good question. What did you want them to do? 

     “You, eat me out,” you pointed to him, then to the blue one, “you-”

     “I know what to do,” he said walking to your side. His softly wrapped his hand around your side, dragging his lips across your shoulder then kissing your cheek. He lead you back to the center, taking his place behind you while the taller one knelt down in front of you. Another arm was wrapped around your waist as they lifted you up onto his shoulders. “Why don’t you give them something to scream?”

     The man between your legs hummed, kissing your thigh. “Risotto.” He purred, low and seductive before delicately diving in, licking a stripe up your entrance to your clit. Deep, dark eyes stared up at you as his tongue slid deeper into you, clearly longer than a human’s. You tossed your head back, resting it on the blue one’s shoulder as you moaned.

     “Say it,” he whispered in your ear, “say his name.”

     “Uuuhhn~ Risottooo.” You cried out, hands tangling themselves in his hair. He lapped up your juices, using broad strokes to coax more out of you. Then, he focused on your clit, wrapping his lips around it, sucking intently. The blue one chuckled, latching his lips onto your neck, holding you tightly as you bucked your hips into Risotto’s mouth. 

     “Say my name, Prosciutto, say it.” His teeth dragged along your vein, sharp and threatening. A hand reached up to your chest, pinching your nipple. His broad tongue licked the sweat on your skin, leaving a trail from where your shoulder dipped to your neck up to your jaw line making you shudder. He rubbed your nipple between his finger extra hard.

     “Mmm~ Prosciutto!” You arched your back into his touch. The two demons groaned, in creasing the intensity of their ministrations. Risotto’s tongue elongated, slipping into your entrance, curling up into you. Moans fell free from your mouth as they lavished you, leaving marks with their claws. A blue hand slithered down to your folds, delicately brushing against your clit. Your voice got higher in pitch and more strained the closer they brought you to your release. 

     The finger picked up the pace, getting into the rhythm of moving side to side. Risotto pulled back to watch the show in front of him. He brought his fingers up to your folds, spreading them apart as well as slipping one to your hole, pushing it up into your G-spot. He could feel you getting closer, returning his lips to your entrance, careful to avoid Prosciutto’s claws. 

     Your orgasm washed over you as you screamed out their names. They smiled into you as the one between your legs slurped up your juices. The other one dug his teeth into your neck, growling into your ear as he lapped up a small trickle of blood.

     Risotto took hold of you, lowering you onto his lap, leaving sweet kisses on your cheeks as he positioned you over his cock. You wrapped your arms around his neck, holding him close. You couldn’t hold back the scream that ripped through your body as the first few inches were pushed in. He was so thick, it was only a few inches, but it was the most filling few inches you have ever had. You thought he was going to stop, let you get used to it, but he didn’t. He kept going. 

     It was starting to get painful now and there was still more to go. You began struggling, trying to break free of his iron grip. Tears formed at the corner of your eyes as you shook your head, trying to get him to stop. He finally bottomed out and you were barely able to choke out an “oh!”

     Prosciutto’s warm chest pressed into your back, kissing the marks he left on you. “What’s wrong this time? Isn’t this what you wanted?” You couldn’t talk, it felt as though the tip of his cock pierced straight through your brain leaving you dumb. He chuckled darkly behind you. “Would you like more?”

     You moaned as Risotto rolled his hips into you making his length push into every sweet part of you. A sly smile sprawled onto his face. You were pinned down by strong arms and he repeated the motion, hand slipping to your clit then rubbing circles. A cry escaped from your lips, hips bucking up to his touch.

     Two fingers slipped into your mouth which you immediately wrapped around, sucking intently. All three of you moaned this time. The pace was quickened making you jump, swallowing more of the digits. A third one was shoved in. Drool started dribbling down your chin and your eyes rolled into your head, caught up in pure bliss.

     “Fuck-so hot,” Prosciutto groaned in your ear, grinding into your lower back, barely able to get a full sentence out with this beautiful sight in front of him. Risotto’s rhythm started to falter as he got closer, head dipping into his chest to watch his cock sink in and out of you deliciously. You couldn’t help screaming around the fingers in your mouth, nails digging into the hard muscle of his back. 

     Finally, he came with a sustained, rumbling growl, pulling own and splattering your stomach with his seed. You whined at the emptiness, trying to bring him closer to you, get him to fill you again. The two demons only chuckled, blue one holding you tight against him as he took his fingers out of your mouth. Your emptiness didn’t last long, though. 

     Prosciutto folded you over, sticking your ass in the air and lining himself up, then plunging into you in one quick motion. Quickly, he set up a brutal pace to the point where you swore he would bruise your cervix. Your tongue lolled out of your mouth as you felt your whole being give in to ecstasy. He grunted above you, smacking your ass every now and then to keep you conscious.

     Eventually, he found his release, pushing himself deep inside you and filling you. The three of you panted, whipped out. Risotto stared wide eyed at the cum dripping out of you, then glanced over to his partner. They shared a look of mutual agreement. You weren’t leaving this circle.

     Warm, black tendrils wrapped around your thighs and legs, pinning you to the ground. Not that you were aware. You were essentially fucked to the point of stupidity. Soothing fingers found their way to either side of your face which traveled to your shoulders, pulling you upright into someone’s chest as another followed suit, curling in around you. Cheeks were littered in kisses as the two, now three partners, feel asleep in lovers’ embraces.

[milkakira]

ideas for a RisoPro angel and demon AU

to be continued!

[ask-rice-capo]

😈!

((I had a lot of fun with this))

[bjnurse]

Demon!Risotto x Incubus!Abbacchio + Flowy White Shirt + Candelabra

Welp, Tumblr ate the ask as I stated to answer. 🙃 But anon requested:

Risotto x Abbacchio + Demon/Incubi Flowy white shirts and candelabras

Thank you for this request! This is my first time writing anything demon/incubus. I hope it turned out ok and I hope you enjoy it, Anon! 💕

Content Warnings: None. This one’s SFW. 💕

———

Time to start another day.

Nero stands from his bed to stretch. The muscles along his broad shoulders and strong arms ripple lightly. After running a hand through his silver hair, he throws on a shirt. The white cloth flutters as he slides his arms into the sleeves then he laces the chest.

Same as yesterday and the day before, he walks the halls of his manor. He stops to open every single window. With each one, he takes a moment to breathe in the sea air. The feel and sound of the sea breeze is a welcome contrast to the stillness within his home.

Upon reaching the kitchen, he opens the pantry. He finds it fully stocked, same as yesterday and the day before. He assumes it's part of the enchantment upon his forced home. A curse rather, all intended to keep him alive and imprisoned long enough to serve his sentence. With his prepared breakfast in hand, he enters the dining hall.

Chairs surround the large dining table but he sits alone. The empty, apathetic seats mock him. They await the company he’ll never keep. They stare at him as futile sentries, their purpose merely to be a cruel joke that Nero stopped laughing at long ago.

He eats out of necessity. Any pleasure from the action faded long ago. Now only a mere habit, he consumes the food before him but he will never again know what it feels like to be sated. All part of his punishment to be exiled to emptiness within and without.

After the meal is finished, he sits at a window. With crimson and black eyes, he gazes at the surf and the water that spreads as far as he can see. He watches the Black-Tailed Gulls as they fly. His heart lifts at their sight. Any envy, disdain or hatred of them passed ages ago. Instead, he takes joy from their beautiful flight. Holding anger towards such a gift as freedom would be like breaking his own arm in hopes to stifle their flight. Nero has infinite time to sit, observe and think. By now, hatred is beyond him. Instead, the small joys in life are precious. That is, if you can call this existence a life or living. This prison that his home, his own body has become is more than he can bare. Yet he does. Every day. Same as yesterday and the day before.

…

When the day is over, Nero takes a lit candelabra to his bedchambers. He sets it down at the nightstand and blows out the candles. As the moonlight floods into the dark room, his pupils dilate in search of light, leaving only a thin ring of red iris. Stepping to the window, he dwells a for a precious moment to look at the bright moon above. He notes how free she is but always trapped in her orbit. The comparison brings comfort as his thoughts drift to his own cage. He reaches out to close the window, but draws back his hand, thinking better of it. Tonight, he’ll indulge himself and enjoy the company of the moon, a fellow prisoner.

Nero lays in his bed with eyes closed, same as last night and the night before, but he’s hopeful. Maybe tonight, he’ll be blessed with a dream, something that would be an escape from the unending loneliness that is his existence.

When Nero’s breath steadies, a tall figure appears in the bedroom window. His long white hair falls free, draping his shoulders and ending at his mid chest. Lavender horns adorn him, starting above his temples and sweeping back to form a crown upon his head. Pale grey wings fold behind him.

Quiet as a breeze, the incubus approaches the bed. His purple to yellow ombre eyes observe the figure laying before him. The man lays still with one hand on his chest that slowly, evenly rises and falls. The intruder licks his lavender lips to satiate his salivating. His excitement is piqued. It’s been a while since he had such a handsome meal as this.

The intruder reaches a clawed hand towards his prey and the man under him opens his eyes. The incubus startles to find that the eyes staring back at him are red amongst pools of black. The incubus knew there was a chance his meal may wake up, but he didn’t expect to have eyes like this looking at him. He suspects that he’s made a grave mistake. Is this the home of an elder demon?

“Has death finally come for me? I’ve awaited you long enough.” Nero speaks to the man above him without an ounce of surprise. The words leave Nero’s lips with a gravelly voice that’s also a bit hoarse, unaccustomed to addressing someone.

“W-What are you?” The horned being asks as fascination starts to consume the fear that initially fueled his question.

“You’re in my home. I’ll ask the questions.” Nero props himself up on his elbows to have a better look at the handsome being before him. With a glance, Nero recognizes what kind of creature this is. “Why are you here, incubus?”

Knowing demons can be cunning, the horned being chooses his words carefully. “I’m hungry.” It’s a simple reply.

“I’m lonely.” It’s an honest reply. Nero searches the being’s face. “Share a meal with me and I’ll be your meal.”

[emourssa]

Demon! Risotto Nero

Just an attempt to make our Gothic Capo into a demonic version on Picrew.

Link: https://picrew.me/image_maker/39264

[milkakira]

~more of the RisoPro angel and demon AU~

spending too much time with a demon corrupts angels

however, if angels fall in love, they fall head over heels...even if it means their demise

(small trivia info! -> Bruno is the angel guarding the gates of heaven while Risotto is the demon that guards the gates of hell. their job is to make sure nobody enters their respective realms without permission since the angels and demons have a pact that keeps them from fighting each other)

[milkakira]

more doodles of an AU in which angel!Pro falls in love with demon!Riz

however, if angels spend too much time with a demon, they will slowly corrupt...