#dominusofhell

[candycoatedprince-blog]

dominusofhell is another demon like himself! Finally. 

“Oh hello, lello!” The blue demon pounds forward and sniffs around the other curiously. “I’m Pace...you smell...pretty important...who are you?” 

@dominusofhell 

[offoxesandotherstrangeanimals]

“ you belong to me ”

@dominusofhell

Jacob looked down at the horned boy in his bed, the beautiful nightmare that appeared every day now. He didn’t like it. He didn’t like it at all, but it was true.

The boy was right, and all Jacob could do was nod.

[thursdaysxchild]

@dominusofhell replied to your post:Do I owe anyone any replies? I have some stuff...

i think you owe me

I checked and it’s your turn on that one. I can only imagine if notifications have been screwy for me, they must be screwy for others. Then again, when has tumblr EVER been 100%?

Damien breathed out, body shaking as his temperature spiked higher than what was normal for him. The door opening has him whipping around, red eyes blazing as he snarled out and caught the unmistakable scent of Alpha.

Horned head cocked up, tail whipping this way and that like an agitated cat. “Give me…”

[offoxesandotherstrangeanimals]

offoxesandotherstrangeanimals asked:

Alpha >:)

Oh wasn’t this delicious? The little brat, always so cocky and confident, that constant pain in the ass... had turned out to be an omega.

Jacob couldn’t help but laugh as he entered the room, the unmistacable scent of an omega in heat hitting him like a brick wall. It had him hard within the fraction of a second, but he couldn’t help the self-satisfied grin on his face.

“Not as cocky anymore, huh? Who would’ve thought.”

[trinityisthekey-blog]

@dominusofhell liked this. 

“I’m a little busy right now...” 

[offoxesandotherstrangeanimals]

Incubus

@dominusofhell

Jacob woke up after a night of restless tossing and turning, of lying awake and dozing off for only minutes. He felt tired. He felt drained.

He felt... horny.

Ever since he’d left the bar the night before, he’d sported a raging boner. And even after wanking in the shower - twice - it hadn’t really relieved him of the strange tension that kept him awake and restless all night.

It wasn’t at all like Jacob to think all day about sex. Sure, he was a guy in his best years. And he liked sex. But he was also professional at his job, and those thoughts weren’t exactly helpful.

After four hours of trying to focus - and sweating in his suit and wanking once more in the bathroom of his office, hurried and desperate and filthy - he gave up and drove back home. Back to the bed that hadn’t brought sleep the night before.

But the restlessness didn’t go away. Neither did his boner.

Jacob felt the strange urge to go back to the bar. He’d met an interesting looking boy there last night. They hadn’t talked. Just exchanged glances as they had bumped into each other. But now he wished he’d said something.

Now, that pretty face wouldn’t leave his mind.

And the pictures. Of heated little scenes. That boy’s cock buried deep in Jacob’s throat. Of hot puffy breaths into the pillow, damp from sweat and crumpled as he was fucked hard, cock dripping onto the sheets.

He couldn’t get rid of them. Couldn’t stop thinking.

So he took more sleeping pills than he probably should, enough to definitely knock him out for a while so he could sleep at least for a few hours.

But not after having wanked once more. The fourth time today. It didn’t keep him from having a hardon again as soon as he nuzzled into the pillow, but the sleeping pills already carried him away.

[miidnightersarchive-blog]

dominusofhell

“You were right. The hellhound was pretty good at guiding.” His voice is only a little begrudging, because Flynn has mostly come around to the idea of not being able to see when he was in class. It helped his music, anyway.

[thwartisms-blog]

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“It isn’t many who give off the feel of death, young-one.”