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NABERIUS KALEGO X READER

Smut warning: oral (fem receiving), fingering (fem receiving), vaginal sex, afab reader, porn with a plot (I haven’t finished the plot), down bad kalego, dubious consent, spanking, predator x prey,

Coming from a guard dog lineage: the Naberius family. A vigilante family, specialized in catching demons who acts out of line.

A demon with a rank 8

A teacher from a renowned school. Babylis

An exemplary demon known to be a strict, rigid, intimidating and dedicated teacher. Always seeking to maintain order and discipline as a good guard dog.

Kalego every morning has to take a deep breath every morning not to kill some plague that he considers his students. And some teachers.

Since the damn principal brought his grandson to study at school, his life has turned upside down.

First that presentation disaster, invoking a taboo spell, a useless spell not to stumble. Then getting into a fight with the honor student. To this day, he is shocked that Asmodeus lost to the grandson of the director.

But the last straw was that he was turned into a family member by a student. Binding him on a one-year contract. The shock was so great that he fainted, which made him lose the division of classes, and remaining as principal responsible for the most problematic class of the school.

A bunch of problematic brats. It’s amazing he still has hair so many times that he wants to pull it off, but why when he can simplify double the homework of those miscreants.

As problematic as these brats are, they have shown enough potential, at the expense of the peace of mind of Kalego. He would prefer to teach a class that is less chaotic, or that has a sense of self-preservation.

Honestly he can’t wait to take holidays from school, the crazy headmaster and his abnormal class.

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Dr. [Yn] L/n. Aka the university’s Lara Croft.

A woman who had a relatively normal childhood, loving middle-class parents. The father was an engineer and the mother was a nurse, they traveled a lot and this fed the curiosity of little y/n about the world, everything was so great, new to her.

She is the author of the controversial thesis on "Advanced Lithic Engineering and Artificial Geopolymers". The theory? The Andean civilizations did not cut stones of 100 tons; they chemically melted them in place.

Outside the academy, they call her "Lara Croft in a lab coat". Not by look, but by certifications that most geologists don’t even know exist: Wilderness First Responder (First Aid in Remote Areas), Level 1 rope access (IRATA/SPRAT) and a jungle survival training with the Brazilian Army CIGS that would make a marine cry.

The day had been, for lack of a better word, a complete disaster. His coat was stained with mud,

Valac Clara creatina those weird things during the pratical magic class and Asmodeus Alice almost burning the room for a trivial discussion, Naberius Kalego’s patience had evaporated even before lunch. Now, at the end of the shift, all that remained was a pulsating migraine behind the eyes and the deep desire for absolute silence.

He walked through the empty corridor of the west block, massaging his temples. His shoulders were heavy. —Bunch of incompetent noisy... - he grumbled to the nothingness, the hoarse voice of so much shouting orders.

It was then that the air changed. That aroma. It began subtle, like a thread of sweet smoke snaking through the cold stone corridor, but quickly became thick, almost palpable. It was a sweet, warm and disturbingly "alive" smell. Unlike any demonic perfume or plant from the underworld.

Kalego stopped abruptly, his nostrils widening against his will.

'No. Not now.' His heart gave a painful jolt. He knew that smell. It belonged to "Dr. Y/n,". Normally he could tolerate - keeping a safe distance of two meters and holding his breath. But today... today the smell seemed more dense, more inviting.

He looked frantically sideways, his purple eyes sweeping the shadows like a cornered animal. He didn’t want to see her. He couldn’t see her. Not with his mental barrier so worn out by tiredness. If he saw her now, with that annoying gentleness and that exposed neck...

- I need to get out of here - he hissed. Changing the route, he practically marched towards the Teachers' Room. The plan was simple: come in, get your notes, go out the back and fly home before you crossed her. He walked into the room and slammed the door, leaning against it for a second. The silence of the empty room should be a relief. He let go of the air, walking to his table in a hurry. His hands, usually firm, trembled slightly as he gathered the scrolls.

He threw the bag over his shoulder. He was safe. He was going to make it.

The sound of the turning handle sounded like a shot in the silence of the room.

The door opened and an airstream came in. But it wasn’t just air. It was a concentrated storm of that smell. Today it was... different. Stronger. Maybe it was her cycle, maybe she had run, he didn’t know, but the aroma hit him with the strength of a physical hammer, making his vision instantly blurred.

Excuse me? Ah, Professor Kalego! Lucky I was looking for someone. You were standing at the door, holding a clipboard against your chest, smiling sweetly. You looked like lilith. You had no idea that by entering that locked room, you had just saturated the environment with the only thing capable of breaking Naberius' self-control.

Kalego felt the ground under his feet look liquid. The world turned. The exhaustion of the day mixed with the intoxication of the smell, creating a violent vertigo. He tried to step back, away from you, but The body betrayed his mind.

'Can’t hold anymore.' Kalego gasped, his heart beating fast, his senses being continually invaded by his smell

"Professor kalego?" Yours voice startled him making him lift his eyes

'Damn!' The drool ran down the devil’s lips, trying to wipe with the back of his hands.

"Are you okay? You’re holding the your chest." Kalego felt his knees fail when your smell attacked him without mercy, forcing him to kneel and hold his chest.

Seeing the oldest in that state you moved to hold him thinking he was passing out or having a heart attack.

Kalego finds himself kneeling at that exact moment, hugging the sexiest thighs he has ever held, and his face pressed against this woman’s groin. All of his senses screaming to devour her completely.

'Your naughty dog!' He cursed his bloodline,

"Professor kalego?" The fine voice carried him to the dreams that tormented the poor at night

Looking up, you saw a face of pure desire and fear, as if it was forbidden to touch you, but still did. Eyes wide, head against your groin, lips trembling close to the arms.

"Y/n." He filled his mouth to say your name.

"S-yes? Do you need anything?" he closed his eyes, rubbing his face against your stomach.

"I... am hot. My body is inflamed." You touched his forehead , it was sweating, and and seemed to burn in fever

"Oh heavens! You’re burning. Need to go to the infirmary! Are you feeling anything else?!" You put your hands under the armpits of the teacher to lift him, but he had locked his arms around your hips

That heavy breath of the same returned. “I’m hungry.” He said turning his gaze to you

Maybe he’s having a episode of hipoglicemia? “Would you like me to bring you some food?”

“Why bother…” he grabbed your pulse “when it’s right in front of me what I need.”

Oh shit! Did he found out?!!

You looked scared at him, he looked feral, the wings and syrup showed up, they were long and imposing, the tail swayed like an jaguar about to attack. He pulled his cloth, the black cassock thrown on a chair, and the shirt unbuttoned.

You took a step back, realizing the risk of being in a room with an Alex Predator. He was not acting normal, like a caged beast that finally escaped his chains. 'Is he angry? Is this hunger? Or it’s the evil cycle everyone kept talking about? Why the fuck is he looking at me like that?' Your mind screamed in terror.

You didn’t even notice when your legs hit the couch, you took so many steps that you crossed the room. "Why are you running away from me?"

Kalego crawled up to you on the floor, looking as if if you were a banquet

"P-Professor!" You tried calling him

"No! call me kalego." He ordered crawling on the ground, climbing your leg, and sitting on your lap. His wings covering your field of vision

"K-kalego, why are you on my lap?"

"Can’t I?" He looked with sad eyes but with frilly eyebrows, he is... pouting? Oh heavens, he’s almost moaning, as if I had yelled at my dog!

"Are you wrong?"

"Can’t I stay here?" He drew his face, inhaling your addictive scent, resting his head on your shoulder, getting dangerously close to your neck.

What the hell do I say? No? Yes? I don’t mind? Feel comfortable ?!

"P-Professor Kalego!"

"No. Only kalego ." He growled

"O-ok! K -kalego,

"Why? -Only Shichiro can sit on your lap? He’s bigger and heavier than me."

"P-why? That has nothing to do with you being heavy." Your throat was squeezed by his hand

"So why? What reason does the shichiro have the right to stay here?"

"E-he’s a naturally affectionate D-demon" You tried to pull your hand feeling the air locking in your throat

"I can also be affectionate."

'SINCE WHEN?!' Your mind screamed as you made the effort to take his hand out. In all your time in the underworld you have never seen this demon be affectionate with anyone, on the contrary he hates cute things and incompetence.

'Pr- Kalego! I mean I’m used to Balam touching me. He’s a good friend.''

"Friend?" Wrong answer, the air stopped completely in your glote and the eyes of the demon shone with jealousy

"I-kalego! My neck!" You were banging on the bare chest of the same

"I heard Iruma talking about friends." SO WHY THE HELL ARE YOU CHOKING ME DEMON? You held yourself back to not scream or pull his black hair like the night

"And so?"

"Friends are people who eat together, spend time and are considered precious to each other."

“Yes.”

"In this logic I am not your friend too?"

Why he spoke with this intonation? Where does he want to go?

"And I’d say we’re-we’re colleagues."

"Buddies?" He spoke with disgust

"S-yes, a level before friends. After all we barely exchange words when we go out together."

"Is it a requirement to talk to be friends?"

"S-yes, after all how we would be close without understanding each other."

"I understand you, I can read it like a manual."

'I have my doubts about that but all right.' You swallowed dry"b-good I can’t read you like a book, you’re a demon ... with many layers."

He growled again "layers? I’m hard to read?"

"You don’t let everything that you think show through.You’re pretty private too." You replied, panic taking over. You started kicking, writhing violently and trying to use your legs to push him or slide off the couch.

"You are blind, I’m an open book.”

"I really don’t know what you’re thinking!!" You yelled "Since we met you have not shown a minimum of interest, you avoided me as much as possible! I am not able to interpret confusing signals!"

"Confusing signs?" he laughed. That sadistic and angry laugh of him "I’ll show you what I’m thinking of you shameless succubus."

"Ahhh!" You shouted grabbing the man’s arms

Kalego had bitten your trapezius with force, leaving his canines, a fillet of blood running down your collar. When the same moved away to lick, you punched him hard in the face "you wretched dog. Why are you biting me?!" You held your trapeze in pain, the teeth marks looked like those papers we bite for x ray

Kalego held the cheek where he took the punch. The pain irritated him, but the taste of blood left him numb. He looked at you with red face, an expression that mixed drunkenness, lust and confusion of a dog that fell from the change.

"What was that face? That hurts you know?" You held your shoulder, preventing more blood from coming out

"I want you."

"What?"

He advanced again mounted on you, holding your face with both hands, looking into your eyes in a threatening intensity, your pupils were dilated, the black taking care of your eyes"I desire you. I have never felt anything like it, you are a fire that burns inside without smoke, you are my disease and my cure."

'Oh, so poetic' you almost let yourself be carried away not expecting to hear these words FROM THIS demon

"K-kalego what you ."

"Forgive me. - He licked his lips, his voice failed, returning to a pleading tone - I didn’t do it for evil. - he stroked your cheek lightly - I can’t control myself near you. - he confessed.

You felt the tail of the same coiling on your leg.

"I - he sighed - please - He let out a low roar, a pathetic and needy sound.

"Please what?" He looked at you with those dog eyes again, making your heart melt

F-f-cute! He’s very cute! I didn’t know that he could make those expressions!

"Please let me, just this once," he rubbed his face against your "I long to have you." Your eyes widened with the confession and before you could give an answer he took her lips.

It was not a gentle meeting. It was chaotic and desperate the way your lips slid, nothing to do with the usual posture of the same. All order, calm and control that he was so proud of, far from here.

He kissed as if you were going to disappear, his tongue explored your mouth with zeal, His tongue did not ask for permission; sweeping the roof of your mouth, brushing your teeth, you seek his tongue for a duel where there were no winners, only a drowning fate.

It was dirty. It was wet. The saliva accumulated quickly, gushing shamelessly through the corner of your lips, running down your chin, but he did not stop. He wanted to taste every millimetre of you, swallow every breath.

Okay. Perhaps you are not as strong as you thought, sedating briefly the kiss, hugging Kalego’s neck, deepening the kiss, trying to calm the energies.

Kalego gave a smile half the kiss, pulling back for air, giving small bites on your lips, you fought back the bites.

Wet!

His lips, cheek, neck and hands were drooling, devoured with bite marks, and you had a demon burning for more devouring your lips, giving light bites on the lower lip while looking at you with the naughtiest expression possible and xxx.

You pulled the demon’s short hair, trying to breathe again without drowning.

Wrong move.

The pull made kalego pant and growl, releasing a trembling moan and leaving it even harder, the boner was consuming the same. He needs to solve this urgently!

Never in all the existence of the devil would he imagine himself rolling his hips on your lap in search of friction, even minimal to relieve this pressure.

'HOLY SHIT!! It’s hard. Very hard' you sweated cold feeling the size of the demon that lost control

"You drive me crazy." He bit your cheek again "your smell is the most pleasurable thing I’ve ever smelled. It makes me want to devour it." He continued with his personal mission of filling you with bites. So far so good, but you choked when he pulled your blouse, his purple lavender bra shows it to the same. The same looked at her breasts as if to dissect them.

'GOD HELP!'

He lowered your bra, exposing her breasts to the cold air of the room, your areolas stiffened, and kalego saw it, getting more desire. By reflex you tried to cover her boobs with shame, kalego grabbed her wrists lifting them. Kalego experimentally licked one of the beaks, making it growl.

'This tickles!' You tried to fight again, your body was on fire, now if it was shame or anger? No one knew

Kalego looked at you as if you were a child running around the market. His insistence made the same unbalanced for a moment, and you tried to roll out of the sofa, but with him still straddling your legs, it only made you fall more on the couch.

'Shit!'

Kalego was happy with his new position, he settled on the couch now in the side, and nibbled her tit, sucking with taste.

You threw your head back, arching your back.

'Fuck! That’s good!' You took a deep breath holding the groans 'but too dangerous. I have to get out of here.'

While you had your internal crisis, kalego was releasing fires internally, the hands of the same sliding through its curves, squeezing each little piece, but he did not like that you were covered. Actually why are they still dressed?

"And wait kalego!" He tore your blouse in two and quickly lowered your black social pants, remaining only with your high heels and mismatched bra and white panties. Kalego was impatient. His hands, equipped with sharp black claws, trembled slightly, with the overwhelming need to touch pure skin. He turned you, wanting to have full access, his hands rising up your waist to undress the rest.

And that’s when he snapped. The frantic movement stopped abruptly. The sound of his heavy breathing was cut off by a confused silence.

His big hands, which were about to pull you closer, hovered over your bare back. He expected the familiar texture. He hoped to feel the bony protrusions of the shoulder blades where the demonic wings are gathered. He hoped to be careful not to trap his own claws in the sensitive membranes of your wings.

But there was nothing.

- ... Where? - The word escaped from his lips, hoarse and disconnected.

He stopped. The violet eyes, dilated and febrile, swept his back with a clinical intensity that fought against lust.

The skin on your back was smooth, soft, uninterrupted. He traced the line of your spine with the tip of the his claw, descending slowly, hoping to find the scars of an amputation, or the withered roots of a weak demon.

Nothing. Not a mark. As if you never had wings to begin with.

Then his hand went down to the base of your spine, where the coccyx should extend into an expressive tail. He expected something to curl in his hand, or hide between your legs. But nothing was met except for the curve of you fat ass.

Kalego frowned, a deep wrinkle of confusion emerging between his eyebrows. He turned you over again, holding your shoulders firmly, and looked at the top of your head. He pulled his sweaty hair away from your forehead.

No horns. No stumps. No tips. - You... - He whispered, passing his thumb through his smooth forehead, down the cheek. He seemed to be seeing a ghost or a mythological creature. - You have nothing.

"V-Are you humans?"

"Yes, sir!”

A deafening silence settled in the room

A human? All this time I’ve been having those dreams... was it that woman’s fault?

Suddenly your world turned, you gave a scream when you found yourself leaning on the thighs of the demon "k-kalego?"

"quiet!" He ordered, all warmth was gone now

- Bad girl. - His voice came out low, a reproachful growl mixed with pleasure.

His hand went down.

PLAFT.

He beat mercilessly, not with strength to break bones, but with the exact pressure to burn for days.

— Crossing the portal to the Underworld without authorization... - He dictated the sentence between blows, as if reading a school infraction, but his breath was heavy, hot against his back. - Breaking treaties of centuries with this reckless curiosity.

— F-It was by accident! - You held the tears, nails sticking in the fabric of his pants in despair. The burning was intense, spreading through the skin. - I didn’t want to! I swear, I didn’t know!

Kalego’s hand stopped in the air, hovering over the reddish skin. He leaned forward, his chest vibrating against his back, his lips brushing the shell of his ear.

-Oh? - He let out a short and dry laugh through the nose. - So you’re a "good girl"?

The tone was pure sarcasm. He was mocking your innocence, playing with your vulnerable situation.

— Yes! - You sobbed, trying to turn his face so he could see the truth in his eyes, so that he would have mercy. - I did not intend to invade the Underworld! So much that I hurt myself because I fell!

The confession made Kalego hang for a second. The image of you, frail and human, falling from the sky straight into his territory... straight into his clutches. - Fell... - He repeated the word- Poor thing. Fell right into the wolf’s lair.If you fell and got hurt, then I should take care of you... - He whispered, his voice shifting from rebuke to a dangerous lust.Kalego breathed deeply, the air entering noisily through his dilated nostrils. The ecstatic vibration turned into a pedagogical coldness, but his eyes still burned.

- If you are a "good girl"... - He held his hip tightly, preventing any escape- Then you know how to count.

He raised his hand, flat and heavy. - I want to hear your voice. Count to thirty. And if you skip a number, or stutter too much... - he rubbed his lips on the back of your neck - ...we go back to one. Understood?

-s-yes... - you whined.

Begin. - He commanded, the trembling voice of a rage that could barely contain.

PLAFT.

- One! - You shouted, the voice trembling, the tears already running hot down your face.

— That’s for the hell you made of my mind. - He growled, his hand burning your skin, not just with the impact, but with the fever emanating from him. - Do you have any idea how many nights I spent awake? sweating? Thinking I was sick, infected by some plague, when in fact it was only your human smell permeating my senses?

PLAFT.

-D-two! - You hiccupped.

— Three. - He continued, beating rhythmically. - You made me doubt my own control. I am Naberius Kalego! I do not lose control! And you reduced me to an animal in heat, sniffing corners of the room looking for you.

PLAFT.

-Q-four... Aw!

— I was sure you were a high-level Succubus in disguise. - He confessed, his voice dripping with frustration and shame. - Because there was no logical explanation for a Rank 8 demon like me not being able to get you out of my head! I thought you were invading my dreams on purpose, planting dirty desires in my mind to manipulate me!

The count advanced, and with each number, he revealed more of the torment that lived.

- ... Eight... N-nine...

-— I couldn’t get near you! - He hit harder, his palm popping against your skin. - Did you think I avoided you because I hated you? That too, I despise you, but mainly because your smell made me dizzy, unable to formulate a coherent thought! All of my thoughts were pure filth!

PLAFT.

-Q-fourteen... Q-fifteen... - You sobbed, the pain mixed with the confusion of this aggressive confession.

— And then I saw you with the others... - His tone became darker, dangerous, his fingers squeezing his hips with excessive force. - Sixteen. Principal Sullivan. That eccentric old man brought you here,walking around, parading you ... I thought you had seduced him too. That you were using this... "fragile charm" to control the school through the shadows.

-n-no! Eighteen... I never...

— And Shichirou! - He shouted the name, jealousy exploding like a bomb. - Nineteen. Twenty. I saw him touching you, all gentle, all sweet "... and I wanted to rip his hands off. I thought: "She got him too. She is seducing Balam. She’s playing with him.

The mention of the friend made his anger shift focus. It was no longer jealousy, it was a furious worry.

PLAFT.

- Twenty one!

— That gentle idiot... He knew, didn’t he? - Kalego growled, his body tense. - His knowledge of humans is better than mine. He must have noticed the moment you stepped in here.

PLAFT.

- Twenty two...

— Do you have any idea how worried he must have been? - He rebuked, the harsh voice. - Shichirou is already anxious by nature. Having to watch a fragile human, day and night, afraid that she will break or be discovered... He was protecting you all this time, and you... you kept risking yourself, walking around smiling like you’re immortal!

PLAFT.

- Twenty-five! - You screamed, the voice failing.

— Are you aware of the danger? - He lowered his tone, bringing his lips closer to his ear, whispering the terror that he felt. - If I, who have self-control, almost lost my head by your smell... what would an inferior demon do? They would tear you in half before you could scream.

PLAFT.

— Twenty-six. - He told along, ruthless. - Your mere existence here is a crime. The balance between the Human World and the Underworld is sacred. It is fragile.

PLAFT.

— Twenty-seven. Bringing a human here violates the laws of physics and magic. You are an anomaly. A mistake in the system. You destabilize the order just by breathing our air.

You were already in your twenties, the voice hoarse from crying, the body trembling with spasms at each touch.

- Twenty-eight... V-twenty-nine...

Kalego raised his hand for the last blow, but stopped. The red skin ...

- Twenty-eight... V-twenty-nine...

Kalego raised his hand for the last blow, but stopped. The red skin under his palm radiated heat. He looked at you, weeping, human, frail, a living transgression of all that he swore to protect as a Watchdog.

And yet his hunger had not diminished.

Knowing that you were human did not repel him. On the contrary. It made something dark and primitive within him agitate. If you did not belong to this world, then you had no rights here. You had no protection. Except his.

His hand came down, not to beat, but to grasp. He squeezed the soft, possessive flesh.

- Thirty.

He leaned over you, his weight holding you against the couch, burying his face in your sweaty neck.

His hand slipped from her buttocks to the middle of her legs. His breath failed when his fingers, long and experienced, opened your lower lips, sliding through the moist and sensitive contour of your intimacy. - “What are you doing?” You sobbed too sensitive after the beating.

" You don’t expect me to walk around with this problem you gave me. - He growled, pressing his hip against yours, making clear the painful erection that pulsed against his thigh."

"Huh?"

He stroked her buttocks with the other hand, squeezing the soft flesh. - I am a watchdog. I catch and punish those who break the rules... - He paused, his fingers exploring you more deeply, pulling a moan from you. - You gave me the biggest headache I’ve ever had. Not even in my teens, I... got so horny. Now I know I was hungry.

He laughed, a low and guttural sound. — A human falling in the underworld? Ha. -- He inhaled the smell of your neck, shakily. - You smell fresh meat and flowers of the field.

The primitive fear hit you. That was a predator talking. - V-v-will you eat me? - The question came out trembling, naive.

His "inner dog" barked in response.

What a question to ask, thought Kalego. The honest answer? Yes. He wanted to tear you piece by piece. He wanted to lick until there was nothing left, until you were crying and crumbling in his arms, completely consumed by his existence. Fuck. He wants to. He wants to devour you in every possible way.

But he felt the tension on your shoulders, the real fear in your voice.

- No. - He replied, his voice hoarse, moving his fingers inside you with a slow possessiveness. - Not the way you imagine.

"C-What do you mean?" Kalego laid you on the couch, putting a cushion under your lumbar while kneeling on the floor and put his legs on the shoulder of it

"Who cares if you are human or a succubus." He hugged her thighs "today was the last drop of water, I was - am- willing to cross the any lines" he laid a kiss inside your right thigh, looking at you with eyes shining with lust

You opened your mouth in shock. 'Whoa there! So regardless of everything, I was going to be fucked by him today?! Crazy dog! Mad dog!'

He smiled "do you have poor hearing or were you crying when I said you were going crazy?!"

'I said it out loud!'

Kalego caused chills when he slipped his tongue to your lower lips, sucked your lower lips, shivers ran down your back.

"I was climbing the walls, that was the desire to have you" He spoke licking your clitoris repeatedly, like a dog drinking water. He began to make slow movements on the big lips and decreasing the size in the small ones, drawing a pattern never done before in you.

"Ka-lehh-go!" You pulled the devil’s head.

"Silence." He spoke angrily of being pulled from where he wanted to be with his face buried.

Kalego was trembling, pounding one while licking your intimacy from top to bottom, which was incredibly wet. "All this for me." He spoke by kissing her clitoris, nibbling the other thigh

"Ah! Kalego! please."

"Please what y/n?"

You pushed the head of the teacher "me .... makes me cum. Now." You speak in an authoritarian tone with the same, wet it was a plea nonetheless. He liked when you ordered him around like that.

You felt the orgasm coming down from your stomach with an overwhelming force, and kalego licked for fear of wasting a drop.

Your body was soft, limbs trembling after orgasm, ass is burning,spine aching, and legs are noodles. And the damn dog was far from satisfied

Kalego put your legs on the floor and sat down on the couch, taking off the rest of his clothes, now naked, he put you on his lap, giving kisses on his lap, giving kisses. He turned you to the door, lifting your legs and settling you on top of his dick.

“You know what to do, if you don’t want me teasing you till your head it empty.” You took the tip of him member and moved closer to your entrance.

He told you to brace yourself, you held onto his neck, watching together the sex of you meeting, the head of the member sliding inside without resistance, the outline appearing in your stomach.

“Aah.” You moaned shameless, feeling him cock entering you unapologetically

Kalego could not speak anything, just observe as if it was in the third person, his member sliding down and up, her breasts following the movement of gravity too.

'Naughty Dog! Was that what you wanted?' He trembled, feeling his eyes burn from ignoring the need to blink in fear in missing the scene

He bit your neck again, raising his hip repeatedly. "Aah."

'What a cute noise' he thought hearing your moans 'make me want' - k-ka-ah-le-go - your voice failed the deep thrusts

'Keeps moaning to me' he licked his lips

You were with the head clouded by pleasure, the hot body of the devil glued to yours, his cock finding the point that was making you see stars.

"Ahh! N-no!" His right hand let go of your chin to play with your sex, sliding his thumb down.

"Shhh!" He bit your ear

"Kah-le Huh!" You wept

"He keeps moaning my name." He spoke in a deep voice.

"Your m-hand."

"More?" He slipped now all the fingers on his clitoris "like this?"

"AHHH!!" He started rolling his fingers around the clitoris

"Ah. You devil! Woe! No! So na-ahn " You began to speak in your native language, struggling against it, jumping the more he played "cachorro safado!"

You thought he wasn’t understanding you, but he was. Your cries was feeding the same ego of "Yes, I am a devil dear." He whispered, "And judging by the way you’re squeezing me... I think you like it just that way." It should be illegal being this hot.

"Mierda! Fuck!" You started jumping in the lap of it, restless, panting, your orgasm was coming with force, bending your vision. Geez

Kalego teared up, feeling your ass hit against his groin hard. "If you keep doing that I won’t last." He warned you panting and with those little dog eyes, with dilated pupils is an innocent expression on the face

"O-stop looking at me like that!" You closed your eyes for a moment

"Like what ?" He rested his chin on your shoulder confused

"Like... Lik... - you barked when it moved inside of you slowly. - cute."

"What?" - His tone dropped an octave. Dangerous.

" You’re looking at me like a... a puppy begging for attention. - The words came out before you could stop it. - Like a stuffed animal. It’s... adorable.

"I? Adorable?" -

"Kalego, I don’t... ah!"

He stuck deep, without warning, making his back bow.

— I am a Demon Rank 8! - He growled, biting the sensitive skin of his shoulder, punishing you for the audacity. - I am the Watchdog! - He increased the rhythm, turning the act into something much more possessive and wild, determined to prove that there was nothing "cute" in it.

- Repeat! - He ordered, the breath beating hot on his face, the eyes now shining with that predatory malice. -

Your vision darkened, kalego was stocking up very strong, the rhythm don’t matter, you were feeling the member of the same pulsing, as well as its walls.

Seeing the kalego like that is very hot . All this anger directing to his poor little flower

"You’re - moan - cute."

"Damn!" He grabbed your waist and started bringing you to him "I’ll show you who’s cute."

You gave a slight scream feeling the liquid in the neck of your uterus burning, it was hot and dense, the ass of the same contracted, pushing hard until the last drop, while you convulsed on his cock.

“Fuck.” He cursed hugging you tightly “I can’t get enough of you.” He squeezed your breast

'Fuck! It really happened! I fucked my son’s teacher. (Idk yet if I’ll make her an adoptive mother or just a friend of Balam.)’ you groaned

Blink and you’ll miss how he manhandled you into a doggy position

You felt delirious, the thrusts were making so much noise, and kalego couldn’t be bother anymore. He was fucking you like he life depended on.

Kalego gave you a kiss at the end, a gentle one now, as if it was a consolation for having fucked you this hard.

From cuddling on the couch, he slipped his cock out, it was wet but now soft, the whole body of the devil was reddish.

Kalego used magic to clean your bodies, but he could not mask his smell on you and you on it. 'Fuck it now. Let everyone know.' His dog was happy to be able to mark territory

'Now what do I say??!! I rushed into it without even thinking right' he wanted to hit his head on the wall 'I hit her like I was disciplining a child' his face burned with shame 'his dog is mad!'

"Y/n." He called it

Yes m kalego?" You jumped looking at him

He sighed and knelt, putting his head on the ground, the wings of the same appearing. (It was the greatest sign that a demon was repentant, offering the base of its wings) "I beg forgiveness for my behavior. I moved on you without thinking, or considering your feelings."

You looked at him ‘I liked the sex tho. It’s been i while since I slept with a man.’

"You won’t turn me in, will you?"

He should, but knowing the risk that you can run in the hands of the underworld patrol, in the hands of his brother - sigh. - "No."

You breathed a sigh of relief. Opera and Balam startled you by telling you all the possible scenarios that could occur if you were caught.

"So I think we’re okay."

You would not imagine that he would be so good at sex, considering his very sweet personality. Besides, looks like your smell it’s what made him like this, you had no idea it was so powerful.

"You, you accept?" He spoke incredulous

"You can’t go back. It was quite humiliating to get spanked at my age, especially for a reason that I had no control, but it was. And you apologized."

"Aren’t you angry?"

"Errgh... more shocked than angered now. I didn’t think you, of all the demons, would jump on me."

"I am so sorry for that."

'I don’t know what to say now!!' You freaked out inside

"Something else." You caught the attention of the older one who was red "what are the chances of pregnancy in the underworld?"

BOOM

💥

They didn’t use protection. Kalego felt a headache forming "normal. We don’t exactly have fertility problems."

"... you can prevent pregnancy, right?"

"Yes. We can go to the pharmacy and buy one for you."

"That’s a … relief!"

Indeed, he can’t imagine having to explain to his family why he had a child with demon with unknown rank. Even more if the child came out mixed! Wait can their genes even mix? No. No. Don’t think about.

You walked side by side through the shopping streets of the Underworld, keeping a "safe" distance of thirty centimeters.

Kalego could not look at you. He looked forward, jaw locked, hands in pockets closed in fists.

His mind was in absolute chaos.

'What are we?' he wondered, glancing at the top of his head.

Were they enemies?

No. Enemies try to destroy themselves.

Were they rivals?

No. You never competed with him.

Were they... friends?

Definitely not. He snarled at you. He avoided being in the same room.

'It was a relationship of dog and cat,' he realized with a bitter taste in his mouth.

In his head, he was fighting a territorial war. He saw it as a threat. so he barked, showed his teeth and marked territory.

But you?

You always said "Good morning, Kalego-sensei" with a smile.

You offered tea when he was stressed (and he refused).

You were polite. Friendly. Professional.

And how did he repay this education?

He threw you on a couch and used you to satisfy that hunger.

'I am a barbarian,' he thought, shame burning his ears. 'She was kind, and I was a brute. I skipped all the steps of courtship, respect and verbal consent.' The pharmacy chosen by him was not any corner. It was a high-standard establishment, frequented by nobility, where discretion cost more expensive than medicines.

The door bell rang softly. The room was cold, smelling of sterile herbs and clinical magic.

The attendant, a tall, skinny demon in glasses, recognized Kalego’s aura immediately. He didn’t make jokes. He didn’t smile maliciously. He became pale and bent at an angle of ninety degrees.

-Lord Naberius. - The attendant’s voice was a respectful whisper. - What can I serve?

Kalego walked to the counter. He did not need to threaten. His presence already shouted "If you ask a personal question, your store turns to ash".

— I need a fertility regulator. Immediate action. - Kalego spoke low, clinical and cold tone, although inside he was dying. - For a... delicate physiology".

The attendant, professional trained to handle the secrets of the elite, just nodded. He did not look at you. He knew that to look at the companion of a Naberius in such a situation was asking to lose his eyes.

- Understood, sir. I have the formulation of House Astaroth. It is mild, no mana side effects.

The attendant placed a small black velvet box on the counter and entered the value in the cashier.

Kalego paid. The silence was absolute.

- Thank you”

Kalego stopped in a less crowded area and held out the velvet box to you. He couldn’t look you in the eye. He looked at your shoulder.

- Take. - His voice sounded strange. Without the aggressiveness of before, just... tired and awkward. - That should solve.

You took the box.

- Thank you, Kalego.

There was an awkward silence. You were calm (after all, problem solved), but he seemed to be having an internal breakdown. He opened and closed his mouth, the ears low, the tail (if it was visible) would be between the legs.

- Y/n... - He called, finally looking at you. His expression was of someone who did not know where to put his hands.

- Yes?

- I... - He stuck.

He wanted to ask, "Do you hate me?"

He wanted to say, "I’m not always like this."

He wanted to explain: "I thought you were a danger, so I treated you badly, but now I see that the danger was me."

But all that came out was:

- Are you cold?

You blinked, surprised at the change of topic. You were without a coat, and the night in the Underworld was cold.

- A little bit.

Kalego took the jacket he was wearing. He placed it on your shoulders with excessive care, almost as if you were glass, avoiding touching your skin unnecessarily.

- Keep it. - He grumbled, crossing his arms to warm up (or protect himself emotionally). - I take you to the door of your house.

The silent walk was becoming unbearable for Kalego. Each step echoed shame and confusion. Also, walking on the street with you meant exposing you to more looks, more demons smelling him in you.

He stopped abruptly.

-This will take too long. - He grumbled.

Before you could ask "What?" Kalego bent down and passed one arm behind his knees and another behind his back. With a unique and fluid movement, he raised you in style bride.

- K-Kalego?!

-Hold on. - He ordered.

A pair of black wings, huge and majestic, tore the back of his shirt (or magically appeared, if he is dressed as a teacher). With a powerful kick of the legs, he shot into the sky.

The ground moved away vertiginously.

— Ah! - You shouted, burying your face in his chest and gripping his shirt tightly, the knuckles turning white. The feeling of gravity disappearing was terrifying.

Kalego climbed up to reach the air currents above the roofs of Babyls. He flew with an absolute stability, without bumps. He was strong, solid and warm against the cold wind of night.

Feeling that he was not going to drop you, you opened your eyes slowly.

The view . Purple and orange lights of the Underworld shone down there like jewels. The wind hit your face, but the aura of Kalego created a subtle barrier that protected you from the worst cold.

- Wow... - You whispered, relaxing the grip in his shirt and looking around. - It must be nice to fly free like that.

Kalego looked forward, the face stoic, focused on navigation.

- ... It’s convenient. - He replied, dry. For him, it was just a means of transportation. Basic biology.

You laughed at his pragmatic response.

-I guess. To me, it seems like a dream.

He looked down. The sound of his laugh, so close to his ear, caught his attention.

You were smiling at the horizon, your face illuminated by the demonic moon. Your lips were half-open.

Kalego focused in the mouth.

Perfect teeth. White. Aligned.

But... straight.

Without the sharp fangs that he saw in all demons. Without the tips made to tear raw meat. They were "blind" teeth, made for soft things.

Involuntarily, Kalego passed the tongue on his own long and sharp fangs inside the closed mouth.

Wow.

Memory hit him like a physical punch.

Those teeth "without tip"... he remembered exactly how they felt hours ago. How they rubbed into his skin without cutting. Of the softness of that mouth which was not made to bite, but which devoured him nevertheless.

The image of you, panting, with that human and "harmless" mouth doing unspeakable things with it, flooded his brain in 4K.

Kalego’s heart missed a beat.

His right wing missed the rhythm.

You fell half a meter into the air before he regained control, flapping your wings with excessive force to compensate.

- Kalego?! - You got scared, squeezing his neck. - All right?

- Side wind. - He lied, his voice strangled, his face burning in a color that fortunately the night hid.

He looked forward, refusing to look at his mouth again. The cold sweat went down his spine.

I need a spiritual retreat,' he thought, in absolute panic. 'I need to isolate myself in a mountain, meditate under an ice waterfall and purify my mind. '

He squeezed you against the chest, flying faster towards your house.

'This woman...' he thought, feeling the sweet smell and softness of her body in his arms. 'It will haunt my mind indefinitely. I’m screwed.' Kalego descended vertically, landing in the front garden of his house with the lightness of a feather, despite the speed. He put her on the ground gently but retracted his arms quickly, as if you were on fire.

Another strange silence hovered. The night wind rocked the trees.

- Thanks for the ride? - You tried to break the ice, adjusting the clothes crumpled by the wind. - And... for today.

Kalego widened his eyes. Before you could finish the sentence, his hand flew to cover your mouth. The leather glove muffled your words.

— We did not speak of today. - He whispered, desperate. He was not ordering; he was begging. The violet eyes begged for mercy. - Please. I can’t take it anymore.

He took his hand slowly, covering his own face with both hands, releasing a long and muffled groan of existential suffering. He looked like a statue of defeat.

You looked at that mighty demon, the terror of Babyls, acting like a dramatic teenager. You couldn’t hold on. The air escaped through the nose. The beginning of a laugh.

Kalego lowered his hands instantly, narrow eyes. - Did you just laugh?

- Sorry! Escaped. - You put your hand in the mouth, trying (and failing) to get serious.

- Do you find my suffering funny? - He asked, offended.

n-no! It’s just that... I’ve never seen you so...

You Can say it . - He sighed, resigned, shoulders falling. - Pathetic? Out of control?

Human. - You corrected mentally, but said aloud: - Shaken.

He looked away, kicking an invisible pebble.

- I lost control. It’s unacceptable.

You looked at him. He seemed so... defeated. So in need of comfort. His image overcame the memory of his pet in the human world, that big and angry dog who turned into butter when he did stupid things. How I miss you. Without thinking, moved by the instinct of pet owner, you stretched your hand and landed on top of his head, between the pointed ears.

You caressed. A gentle stroking, scratching the root of the hair.

Kalego has frozen. But his body does not. Behind him, the black tail with the tip of hair tufts ...

- V-you! - He stammered, pointing at you. - Are you caressing me?! Like on a pet?!

You were with a face of fear, realizing the error. But his eyes went to his tail, which stopped waving instantly, trying to feign dementia.

Do you think that’s funny?! - He looked down with maximum reprobation, straightening his hair where you touched it, trying to regain dignity. - I am a demon, Y/n!

“I know.”

“You clearly do not recognize the danger I pose.”

“Shut up!” You commanded him

“Listen, you’re clearly shaken by everything that happened, and regret what you did, you’re uncomfortable Im human.”

-No. - The response was quick, an instinctive shot.

- Listen, I won’t judge you if you feel disgusted by... Before you could finish the sentence, Kalego advanced. He was not gentle. He grabbed your hands tightly, pulling them against his chest, forcing you to feel his heart beating like a hammer against his ribs.

- I have no disgust of you! - He hissed, his voice vibrating with intensity, his violet eyes burning in yours. - I have disgust of myself.

You stopped, surprised by his vehemence.

“Why?”

“ Because it did not matter what you were... - His voice failed, getting lower, hoarse. His face, already blushed, became of a dark violet tone. He turned his gaze to her lips, then to her eyes, tortured. - Succubus, human, monster... I didn’t care. I wanted... —He could not finish the sentence, shame locking his throat.

“Are you angry because you wanted to have sex and did?” - You asked, trying to understand his logic.

“ By the way it happened! “- He let go of his hands to gesticulate, frustrated. - No courtship! No clear permission! I acted like a hungry animal! — He took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but failing miserably.

It doesn’t matter what race you are... - He took a step forward, cornering you against the tree in his garden, but without touching you. Just surrounding. - This did not diminish the desire. On the contrary. It terrifies me, Y/n.

— Because you are fragile. - He leaned his forehead against yours, closing his eyes. - And even though you break easily, even though it’s forbidden... the only thing I can think of is to lock you in my room and make sure no one else gets that smell. — He opened his eyes. There was no more anger, just a brutal honesty.

“ I’m not sorry I wanted you. I’m sorry I didn’t do it right. I didn’t give you the chance to choose.”

- Kalego... - You put your hand on his face. - “I it’s okay. I enjoyed, I didn’t fight it.”

Well you were frozen in shock watching as kalego turned into a feral thing before your eyes. You were mesmerized and terrified of that transformation, never seeing something like that.

And when he confessed he wanted you, it got your knees weak, the only thing stopping you was the fear of your secret being exposed to the guard dog.

“You didn’t have a chance.”- He replied.

Hoe, I punched you. You’re lucky I didn’t had my dagger with me. — As you were about to give him a piece of mind

—But now you do. — He looked deep into your eyes.

“ I’m a demon, Y/n. I’m jealous, territorial and apparently have self-control problems near you. And now I know your secret. - He paused, swallowing dry. — So if you want me to go away... if you want me to pretend we’re just colleagues... order me now. - His voice

Kalego was stiff, ready to argue, ready to list a thousand security reasons for which he should stay. He expected fear, gratitude or even cold rejection.

He did not expect the smile you gave. A smile of singing, slow and dangerously seductive.

- Kalego? - You whispered, stepping into his personal space instead of backing away. - Do you like me?

He opened his mouth, surprised by the direct question.

- Or... - You continued, your voice lowering to a velvety tone. - Are you just feeling guilty for having stayed with the "defenseless human"?

You didn’t expect an answer. You slid your arms around his neck, the body gluing into it with a familiarity that made him lock. His nails, short but firm, traced a slow line through his tensed jaw, rising up to the chin.

Kalego shuddered. The touch was light, but it seemed electric.

- You are really very adorable when you try to play the hero - you provoked, eyes shining with fun.

- I have already said that I am not... - He tried to growl, but came out weak.

- Shhh. - You put your finger on his lips. - Hush now, Kalego.

He obeyed. Not because he wanted to, but because he was hypnotized by the change in his posture.

— Listen well - you said, looking deep into the violet eyes. - I fell here by mistake, yes. But I was welcomed. I have been living a quiet and functional life. So protection is not something I need. You leaned over, your lips brushing his ear, the voice laden with a dangerous promise.

- I’m not just a prey, Kalego. I also know to bite.

He released a sound choked with surprise when his hands went down his back and, with surgical precision, brushed the base of the wings. Kalego’s knee gave way. It was a possessive, knowledgeable touch.

You walked away just long enough to look at his face, now blushed and stunned.

- I’m an adult - you said, adjusting the collar of his shirt with a final tap. - I take responsibility for my actions, love. Now go home - you ordered softly, turning the key in the door. - Before I decide to test if you can obey as well as you can bark.

With a firm pull, he tried to bring it against his chest, seeking to dominate it with brute force and regain control of the situation.

But you did not resist. You flowed.

Letting yourself pull, you turned on your toes, sliding to the side and passing under his arm as if they were in the middle of a dangerous tango. The maneuver caught him off guard, using his own strength to position it exactly where you wanted it.

“ True.”- You whispered near his ear, now positioned next to him, with your hand on his back. —“ We did much more than play fighting. The puppy was very naughty.”

Kalego turned his head, the violet eyes flashing with provocation. He pointed to his neck, where the collar of the shirt was slightly apart, revealing the marked skin.

“You tasted my bite, and you ask for more?”- He smiled, a crooked and smug smile.

Instead of backing, you pulled the lapels of his jacket hard. Using his momentary imbalance and his firm base, you glued your chest to his and in a bold movement tilted it back - an inverted dance dip.

Kalego’s eyes widened.

“ you have not yet known my bite.” - You whispered, the face centimeters from his, looking at him from above.

- You! - He poked, his hands holding your waist by reflex not to fall

You didn’t let him get up. You kept the tension, your eyes fixed on his, serious and seductive.

“Humans and demons... - You started, your voice low and hoarse. - We are different sides of the same coin, Kalego.”

You slipped a hand from his collar to the nape of his neck, holding his black hair, forcing him to keep eye contact.

“We are greedy. Shameless. Cunning. And ambitious.” - You have listed the "sins," bringing your lips closer to his to each word, but not touching. - “Do you think I am a helpless prey just because I have no claws? My kind conquered the world without magic, only with hunger to have.”

Kalego’s breathing was erratic. The indignation of being physically maneuvered was quickly replaced by overwhelming excitement. The smell of your confidence was more intoxicating than any perfume.

He could not stand the provocation. The "hunger" you described shone in his eyes.

With a sudden force, he firmed his feet and reversed gravity, straightening the body and bringing you along, eliminating the last millimeter away.

He did not ask for permission. He did not warn.

He stole the kiss. It was a hungry, possessive kiss, a direct response to his challenge. He kissed as if to prove that, no matter how cunning or greedy you were, he was still the devil who could consume you.

And you did not back down.

His hands went up to the back of his neck, pulling him closer, opening his lips to let him in, returning the bite with the same intensity. There, on the threshold of the door, under the moon of the Underworld, there was no more predator and prey. There were only two greedy creatures, disputing who devoured whom first.

When he finally walked away, panting, his lips swollen and his eyes dark with desire, he growled against his mouth:

“naughty little thing... I’ll show you what happens when you try to defy a Watchdog.”

You smiled, triumphant.

“Oh? I’m terrified.”

“You should.”

“You don’t know what awaits you honey.”

“I’ll find out.”

[lumiileth]

sharing a snippet of what i've written for a various!mairuma x oc/reader long fic!

name is still tentative because I can't seem to find one I really like... but I need a name that could have 'Momo' as a nickname... also she calls Kalego, 'Kalego-chan', unironically because REASONS (they are childhood friends (childhood devis? ig??)!!!!!!)

[dragongirl2026]

WTDSIK Mom au part 3

Wow, over 100 likes?! I need to start dishing out more content! Thank you all so much! I promise to update my Muzan au next.

Coaxing the human reminded Balam of trying to calm a raging hellcat. Except this hellcat was armed with a new spear and one of its old ones was currently stuck in his shoulder. If he were smart he would retreat; if he were any other demon he would simply eat the human and her child and be done with it. But Balam was a researcher and a human fanatic. Pain be damned, he was going to help this human and learn everything he could from her.

He moved slowly, trying to scare the human. Slowly moving closer to the cowering mother and the crying baby. The female human brandished her spear, but it was hesitant. Like she wasn’t sure if she should be attacking him. Perhaps saving her life had caused her to trust him more.

[name] was torn. On one hand, every muscle in her body was yelling at her to stab him… again. One the other, she almost trusted him. Not just because he had very well saved her and Iruma’s lives, but because the look in his eyes felt so sincere. Slowly, she lowered her spear. However she still kept her body between the bird-man and Iruma.

Balam’s eyes widened as the human lowered her weapon.

Slowly [name] stood, holding Iruma protectively. At the very least, she should thank her savoir… right. So she bowed. Bending her waist to show her gratitude towards the bird-man. “Thank you.”

Balam stared in shock as the human submitted and spoke to him. Sure, there was the very likely possibility that the cultural differences between humans and demons made it so they were giving/receiving different messages. And sure he couldn’t understand a word of what she was saying. However it still shocked him. The human had almost entirely lowered her guard. If not for the fact she still held her young protectively against her chest, he would have assumed she trusted him completely. 

Balam made his way towards the human carefully. She lifted her head as he approached and tensed. Balam slowed his walk so as to not startle the human. However she didn’t run, despite her guard being up. Once he was right in front of her, he held out his hand for her. Hoping she would take the gesture of goodwill. 

The bird-man was in front of her now. Great. She really, really hoped he hadn’t gotten closer to eat her and Iruma. But he was extending  a hand to her. Was he trying to greet her? She offered her own hand out, if only out of habit, when she took note of the spear she planted in his shoulder. [name] couldn’t help but wince. He had tried to help her and she had repaid him by stabbing the man. She bowed again, this time in apology, her cheeks flushed with shame.

And she was bowing again. She was staring at the spear a moment ago, perhaps she felt guilty for stabbing him? The human had no reason too, since she was only protecting herself and her young. But it seemed like the most likely possibility. Balam slowly raised his hand, taking the spear and carefully removing it from his shoulder. Medically, it wasn’t recommended, but in this instance it seemed necessary.

[name] stared in horror as the bird man pulled the spear out of his shoulder. A stream of blood ran from the freshly made wound. Subconscious taking over, [name] rushed towards the bird man to stop the bleeding. The bird man made what sounded like a startled noise as she shifted Iruma into one arm so she could use her other hand to apply pressure to the injury. However, what the two didn’t know was that [name] had a small cut on that hand that had re-opened during the scuffle. As her human blood touched the creature’s wound; the injury miraculously closed.

Balam stared at his now healed shoulder. Then at the human in front of him. She still clutched her baby defensively, but now she was more shocked than frightened. Seemed neither of them expected that to happen. The only question was… what now?

[dragongirl2026]

WTDSIK Mom AU rewrite

Looking back on my old writing I've decided... I kinda hate it... SO I SHALL REWRITE!

I'll keep the old posts up in case I get the urge but you can consider this the start of the official Mom AU.

In this one, Iruma is a baby, roughly six months. His mother [fem!reader] just escaped an abusive relationship with her ex husband. She fell in the netherworld and tried to live in the wilderness with her infant son. While mama was out on a little scavenge for resources, Balam comes along and finds a baby human and freaks out in the best way possible. He immediately confides in his 'ally' Kalego and they take in the baby.

Mama returns home to find the baby gone and freaks out. Story goes from there.

Balam x reader x Kalego

[shichirolover666]

Drew @shiraisaku oc :3

[dragongirl2026]

WTDSIK Kalego x oc

might make this a series, might not. I only own my oc I don't own anything else. NSFW, evil cycle Kalego, cuddly Kalego, horny Kalego, biting.

You can replace Una with you if you'd like.

Una, a curvy ram demon, owns a cafe not too far from Bablys. It's fairly popular for students and teachers alike. One day she noticed one of her regulars Kalego (who orders an energizing tea and two meat pastries) didn't come in. Since the two go way back, (he was one of her first regulars and often ranted to her about work), Una decided to close up early and bring him some food. What she didn't expect was to find Kalego at the height of his evil cycle.

Una had convinced herself that it was just a busy day. There were occasional times when Kalego got so busy he didn't show up in the morning to pick up his usual order. Even if he was around so often she prepared his order before he even entered the shop. Kalego was punctual and stuck to routines but he wasn't perfect. However, the third day he didn't show, Una started to worry. This had never happened before. Not since she opened her cafe and certainly not when Bablys was in session. That's probably what led her to check on her gloomy customer.

She liked to consider Kalego an ally. Or at the very least a reliable patron. And like any good cafe owner she took her patrons very seriously. It was only natural.

As such, after closing down her cafe, she prepared a handful of savory pastries that Una knew Kalego liked, and even a home cooked meals. She would just check in on her customer and leave.

As she landed outside of Kalego's house her tail twitched nervously. She smoothed her wildly hair around her curved horns and took a breath. Una knocked three times on the front door and waited. And waited. And waited.

... Perhaps he wasn't home. Una gave a soft sigh, unable to determine if it was relief for her nerves or disappointment for the wasted trip. However just as she turned around to leave, the door creaked open. Una blinked in surprise. Taking a step closer, she peered inside the house. It didn't do much good considering how dark it was.

Suppressing the cold shiver that threatened to make its way up her spine, Una steeled her nerves. "Kalego. It's me, Una." She called out, stepping over the threshold of the front door. "You haven't been coming to the cafe, so I brought you some food. Just as um... a gift." Una would admit she should've thought this through more.

Una closed the door behind her and removed her shoes. Then she proceeded to walk down the dimly lit hallway into the main area of the house. It was dark, she could hardly make out what was in front of her.

"Kale- oof!" As she took a hesitant step forward, she bumped into something.

Una immediately tensed as she noted the signature dark clothing of the Bablys guard dog. She took a step back out of instinct. Kalego took a step forward. As if following her movements.

Now that Kalego was this close, and Una's eyes had adjusted to the dark, she could see things clearly. His clouded expression, his disheveled hair, Kalego was clearly in his evil cycle.

Una swallowed a lump forming in her throat. Kalego was well known to be rank Chet (8) while she was only rank He (5). She stood no chance if he decided that she was no longer welcomed. Best to get out now.

"I-" Una stammered, but collected herself. This was no time to panic. "I brought you some food." She held out the basket containing the food she had packed earlier. Kalego stared, not saying a single word. Una wondered if she had done something wrong; until Kalego reached a hand out and plucked the basket from her grasp. Kalego turned and set the basket on the table of his kitchen, opening the lid and exploring the content.

Silently cheering for the success of her mission, Una turned to leave. She really didn't want to overstay her welcome. She barely made it three steps.

As she was walking a pair of strong arms wrapped around her torso, pulling her back into a solid chest. Una yelped, startled and frightened by the sudden actions. Una held her breath, waiting for arms or teeth to tear her to shreds, but there was nothing.

Kalego just held her against his chest; resting his head on her shoulder. Una stayed still, not really sure what to make of this. Slowly, she pivoted her head to make eye contact with him. In his eyes she didn't see the anger or stress that was common in demons during their evil cycle; instead he looked... tired. Very tired. And a bit confused as well.

Slowly Una stepped away, prying herself from his grip. He let her go willingly although she could've sworn she heard a soft whine coming from the guard dog of Bablys. Una turned around fully standing toe to toe with Kalego... before she opened her arms to hug him properly. He looked like he needed it.

Kalego didn't waste a second, wrapping his arms around her stomach and resting his hands on her back. Una slowly hugged him back, placing one hand on his shoulder and another around the back of his head. "... I don't pretend to know the challenges you've been facing." Una began, hoping he was coherent enough to understand her words. "But I'm not afraid, and if you need someone to lean on, or just listen to your worries I'll be there." She took a deep breath. "Because... I like you... a lot... because I look forward to our morning talks and because seeing your face is one of the best parts of my day. Because I see how hard you work and how much you care, even if you deny it." Una's face felt like it was on fire. "Because, if you gave me the chance I would love to spend as much time as possible with you."

Finally, she said it. It took literal years, but she said it.

Kalego didn't move, just continued to hold her. Una began to feel like a fool after a minute. That was until Kalego held her tighter, causing her to gasp. His head pulled away from her shoulder, instead he pressed his face into the crook of her neck... and bit.

Una let out a yelp as she felt a sharp pain on the side of her neck. It dulled only a moment later. Kalego lapped up the wound, letting out what sounded like a pleased hum. Una was practically paralyzed. Scared to move in case the moment ended (or he decided to bite harder). If her face felt hot before, she was certain it was beet red now. Especially when Kalego leaned back and had the audacity to smirk.

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Una pouted, which only served to make Kalego more pleased with himself. He held her close, burying his face in her hair and inhaling sharply. He dragged his claws lower, to the point where he was groping the flesh of her ass. In all honesty she was startled he was so willing to do this when she had only just confessed, but she blamed that much of the evil cycle. It was well known that it made demons become hornier.

Una's train of thought ended when she was suddenly hoisted onto Kalego's shoulder. She let out another yelp as she felt herself being carried across the dimly lit room to the large bed. Kalego gently placed her onto the plush mattress, before unceremoniously ripping off his own clothes.

Una could have stared at his body for hours alone, His torso was the epitome of perfections, abs that trailed down his front to what could only be described as nirvana. Paired with his already disheveled appearance from his evil cycle, he looked like he had just stepped out of her wet dreams. And she was feeling the effects.

Kalego's smirked down at her, which didn't help the growing wetness between her legs, and tilted his head. "Ready?" He spoke for the first time. His voice lowers than she remembered and much huskier. Una nodded once, and like a predator on prey, he pounced.

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The doorbell rang two days later, Shicirou Balam stood at the entrance of Kalego's house. The door opened to show a scowling Kalego. He looked entirely different from the orderly Naberius Kalego that was known at Bablys. Balam couldn't help but point out how poorly his 'friend' was doing.

Kalego led Balam into the house, passed torn up curtains and furniture to the main room. Balam entered the kitchen to prepare the medicine he brought while Kalego sprawled out on the couch.

Setting down a cup of tea in front of Kalego, Balam sat across from him. "Was it that bad?" He began to ask, when the door of the bathroom opened. Una stepped out, hair still drenched from the shower, and wearing one of Kalego's t-shirts. She froze the moment she saw Balam, glancing from him to Kalego and back again. Balam froze too, shocked into silence by the presence of a half-naked demoness.

The only one who seemed unbothered was Kalego, who was shamelessly staring that the bite marks along Una's neck.

"... busy few days?" Balam finally asked, turning to Kalego once more.

Kalego just smirked. Cheeky bastard.

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(I'm writing Welcome to demon school fic)

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Hell of a Marriage

F! Demon Reader (Teacher) x Kalego Naberius -> AO3 Link if it's easier for you guys to read. Summary: After not being able to spend time with your husband, Kalego, you make him a deal. Will he take it, or let you break a huge rule for teachers..again? WARNINGS: Light BDSM, Pet names ,foreplay, kissing

Greets darlings! Had this idea while looking through some photos of Kalego. Sooo..I did a thing. I'd role play this shizz out with someone but..either people are too busy, or don't know this fandom. Or a bit of both. SO!!!

We're gonna just enjoy this dumpster fire of a story. Also!!

Writers note: I am very much aware that in this first chapter I don't describe what the reader's demon for looks like. But trust me..you'll get the full tea on that in chapter two.

CHAPTER 1: The Deal.

Being married to Kalego while both of you worked as teachers in the demon school known as Babyls, wasn’t the easiest thing in the world. The relationship was kept at a downlow, as very few people know of you two being together. Honestly, maybe…two..? Three..? Demons knew you were together. Which worked out just fine for Kalego. That was just less drama he had to deal with.

However, when you hardly interacted or saw each other due to conflicting schedules, it was slowly..taking a toll on you. Kalego was, of course, a little more lenient with you compared to the other teachers and students. Though, it was a little amusing when he did his best to keep his composure in front of his students when the rare chance of the two of you crossing paths at the same time during school hours.

At this point, a few months had gone by since the two of you had actually spent time together. And you could FEEL that your evil cycle was coming. So, that morning, you decided to surprise your dearly beloved by sitting on top of his desk early that morning. The door finally opened, showing a slightly shocked Kalego.

“Y/N?!”

Your eyes narrowed as the anger of not seeing him or feeling his arms for so many weeks came up to the surface. And without thinking, went to your belt and threw one of your battle daggers towards Kalego. His quick reflexes allowed him to side step and miss your aim just barely. He glared right back.

“Woah,woah!! The hell was that for,Y/N?!”

Feeling cheeky you grinned and jumped off his desk and placed a playful hand upon your hip. “Good to see you still have sharp reflexes, darling.”

You could see his eye twitch as he grumbled, crossed his arms and looked away as if he were trying to hide the fact that your compliment was making the cruelest teacher blush.

“Don’t you ‘darling’ me, when you just threw a dagger at my head.”

“Tch, you dodged it, right? Besides, it serves you right for not coming home to at least see me. You’re damn lucky I’m not on my evil cycle right now.”

Just the mention of that, got his attention. Yeah, that was certainly NOT something he wanted to deal with right now.

He looked back at you with a surprised look upon his features, before he let out a small sigh and leaned against his desk. Crossed his arms slightly, the surprise look now replaced with one of concern as he soon caught the hint that you were indeed very close to said cycle. Which meant, he’d need to get a sub for your class. And soon.

Kalego leaned against his desk, "I'm sorry,my love. You know I’ve been busy. And how hard it is to get time off. Not to mention the paperwork and meetings.”

You let out a long sigh, understand. Extended an arm to casually summon the dagger back to your hand before slipping it back into your belt. “I know. But ya know, just because I understand something and the situation..doesn’t mean I have to fucking like it.”

“First of all..language. Second of all..,”he reached out and gently took your wrist, pulled you close so he could wrap his arms around you,”...I know I haven’t been spending enough time with you. But believe me when I say that ..I want nothing more than to spend time with you.”

Feeling his strong arms around you and the scent of his cologne was enough to ease some of your anger. You started to feel a little weaker, as Kalego just sorta had that effect on you.

“..I’ve missed you, Kalego..”

He buried his face into the crook of your neck, holding you tighter against his chest. His grip around you was almost possessive, as if he were afraid to let you go. Like, if he released you now…he wouldn’t get a chance to hold you again. That alone, was a thought worse than death itself right now.

“I’ve missed you too, darling. More than I can put into words. Every day when I look at those piles of papers, I think of you and hope I’m not too far from your thoughts. You’re always in mine, you know?”

You cling to him tight and feel a faint smile tugging upwards on your lips. “I feel the same. I..get tempted a lot you know. To drag us to a room and well..,”you couldn’t help but let your voice get a little suggestive,”...remind you why we got married..~”

His grip tightens around you even more, as he lets out a shaky breath against your skin. Oh yeah, he definitely remembers why you got married. Kalego pulls back slightly, looking at you with a mix of desire and restraint.

“...Don’t tempt me, Y/N. We’re at work.”

You give him a wide toothy grin. “Isn’t that how we did our first time together, love?~”

His features turned a slight shade of pink and red, groaning in frustration as he looked away again. Clearly fighting his own desires to do exactly what you suggested. And by the hells it was TEMPTING.

“Yes, but this is a school,Y/N. And we’re supposed to be professionals. You and I know I can’t have students seeing us like that. Especially not in my office.”

“Well then…you best get your ass home tonight then. Otherwise, tomorrow, I’m pinning your ass to your desk.”

His breath hitch, as he felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought. He then took this chance to look back at you. Though his eyes had a bit of a darker tone to them. Giving you a deadly smirk,”And what makes you think I won’t pin you to the desk instead,hm?”

You’d match his smirk. “Oh, you won’t. You’re far too professional and worry about what others think. Especially..here.”

Your reply made him growled lowly, his hands moving from around your waist to your hips. Pulled you closer to his body and pressed yours. Almost as if you were made for each other.

“Don’t underestimate me, my dear. I have my limits, and you push every single one of them.”

You’d give him a low, excited purr that could be heard from your chest as your whip-like tail swayed behind you. Making sure you lower your voice to a seductive tone that only Kalego would hear.

“Ooo.~ Sounds like Master is a tiny bit upset. Should I get my collar and leash so you can punish this bad doggie?~” Snickering playfully, you gave your husband a wider toothy grin.

He, on the other hand let out a shaky breath, trying to maintain his composure but failing miserably. His fingers dug his fingers into your hips as he let out a quiet moan at the sound of your voice.

“Damn it, Y/N…you’re going to be the death of me. Stop being so…irresistible.”

Though, as those words left his lips, you ended up moaning softly at the delicious pain in your hips. “Ka-Kalego..if you don’t want me to moan..d-don’t give me a reason to…by the hells…ya know pain from you turns me on…”

He couldn’t hold back any more, and caved in a little as he crashed his lips with yours in a roughly yet passionate kiss. His hands couldn’t help but roam the back side of your body. Pressing you impossibly closer to him with his hands resting on your ass. Though, he wasn’t expecting you to slip your own hands underneath his shirt. Where you scratched his back almost hard enough to draw blood.

Kalego gasped against your lips as he shivered from the pleasurable pain as he pulled back from the kiss. Pressing his forehead against yours. Panting softly as his dark eyes became even darker with a mix of frustration and need.

“You’re driving me insane, woman.”

You’d chuckle softly, "Don't tell me you hate it, darling.”

“You know I don’t hate it. You know I love it when you get like this. But..this is still a damn school, and we can’t keep doing this here.”

A small hum could be heard from your chest,as you slowly pulled your hands from underneath his shirt and took a few steps away from your beloved. Understanding that now might not be a good time to let off some steam.

“Then..I better see you tonight, sweetheart. Preferably, before dawn tomorrow.” You’d look over your shoulder and winked.

“By the way…you just proved my point. See you tonight, my love.”

As he watched you walk away, his breath was ragged and his mind was a mess. He shook his head, closing his eyes, chuckling softly, as he clenched his fist, desperately trying to regain control. “Dammit woman…I swear you’re going to be the end of me..”