You had another trip to the human world, mostly because you needed to show your face before everyone started thinking you were kidnapped again. Which was not completely wrong, but it had happened too many times, and you were tired of explaining that you were just “traveling for a long time.” (Lies)
Still, your most beloved demons didn’t trust you at all. So this time, they decided to send their familiars with you for protection, no matter how much you argued.
At first, it sounded fine. Company was nice. But then it start to irritate you because the crow kept pecking your head, Levi’s snake liked to wrap around your legs at random times and nearly gave you a heart attack, and Beel’s flies buzzed so loudly you were constantly scared you’d accidentally squash it. You were already tired, and it was only the second day.
Today, you were sitting in a café with an old friend, trying to catch up like normal people do. Except nothing about this was normal. People around you kept staring and whispering. Even your friend was sweating nervously.
“Are those… necessary?” your friend asked carefully, pointing at the peacock calmly sitting beside you.
“Yes,” you answered right away, not even hesitating. You're lucky you both can find a cafe that is pet friendly.
They shrugged slowly. Somehow, you had gotten weirder since the last time they saw you. Maybe that “long trip” really did something to you. Before they could say more, the peacock suddenly made a loud noise and started pecking your cheek and head, clearly demanding attention.
It spread its tail proudly, feathers shining beautifully, only to smack you straight in the face. Little did your friend know you practically had a whole cow living in your house, but of course you weren’t going to tell them that.
I have 33333 things to do, but my heart won again. I wasn't able to do anything else before finishing this... Las creaturas... I hope the quality doesn't drop
now including: Mammon, Leviathan, and Satan! Original post with Lucifer here!
Mdni | oral sex, porn games, demon cock, AFAB implied in mammons and Satans parts, mention of gambling, making out, no pronouns used for reader, no y/n
Mammon
You didn’t plan this but, this is undoubtedly the best outcome.
It was the average Friday night, dress up, hit the casino, win big and go home happy or lose it all and you pay for takeout for the both of you.
But after the tension you’ve had since getting official with Mammon, the night took a new turn.
A turn to the backseat of his car.
“Fuck- you-” You don’t let him talk, hand planted firmly in his hair as you drag mammon back down every time he tries to speak.
Sharp teeth nip your lips, hands with long dagger-like nails grip your hips, your waist, your thighs, anything the greedy bastard can get his hands on.
“Wait,” you let mammon up this time, on hand moving from his scalp to the nape of his neck as you gently press your nails into the skin, “Fuck.”
He openly pants, shimmering blue eyes glossed over and hooded as he takes you in.
In all honesty, you imagine you don’t look very good. Your hair is sprawled out on the leather seats, lips swollen from kissing, clothes pushed around, and you're out of breath.
Yet, Mammon doesn’t seem to mind, not as he moves to your neck, licking from your collar bones to your jaw, nipping at skin along the way before kissing it better.
Reverently, his hands move across your body, one laying so lovingly against your waist, feeling the fabric bunch under his touch. The other, originally laying on the side of your thigh moves to his belt.
“Can- can I-” You don’t let the demon get his words out before one of your hands join his, helping him pull off layers.
Then you see it. His cock.
“What the fuck-” You can’t help but gasp.
“What?” without even looking up at Mammon, you can tell he's panicking, "What's wrong with it? Why are you looking at it like that? Stop-”
“Mon, thats fucking insane.” You gape at the fucking thing.
Longer than a human, what eight inches? Hardly slim, with white designs naturally swirling around the shaft to just under the head with… two slits?
“What does that mean?” He frowns- no pouts. Sitting back on his heels above you, cock out as you both ponder.
“That’s not gonna fit in me, hun.” You furrow your brows, eyes darting up to meet his eyes before shooting back down to the monster between his legs, hand cautiously inching towards the irregular head.
“Of course it's going to fit in you,” Mammon huffs, “Why wouldn’t it fit in ya? Can’t be that different from humans.”
“It's very different from humans!” You carefully run a finger between the two slits watching as mammon lurches forward at the stimulation, “For starters, humans only got one of these and they usually aren’t so… prominent…”
“S-soo?” His head ducks, hair falling over his eyes as you continue to slowly touch his cock, “I’m sure it will fit, c’mon can we try.”
“I mean, I guess we can, if it doesn’t fit you can eat me out and I can figure out how to suck your cock..”
You didn’t learn if it would fit until three days later because Mammon got so excited at the idea of eating you out he forgot about his own cock for fourty-five minutes.
Leviathan
After the initial trials of your relationship with Levi, things got open really quick.
Like really open.
Like sitting on top of each other on the floor of his rooms playing porn games open.
Perhaps it's because you’re both gamers, perhaps you are both deranged perverts, either way you’ve found each other and that's what matters.
“I mean, the game was okay.” You use your controller to shuffle through old games you had in the human world that Levi has lovingly loaded onto his counsel for you two to play.
“It has like, demons and ghosts and other paranormal characters in it, and the story was surprisingly fun, but the genital designs were so unrealistic, and seeing a human character take insane cocks that would be near impossible for even a porn star to take was kinda a turn off for me.” you click on the digital game card, the pixel art loading up.
Levi simply nods and hums along as you explain your past experiences with the game, making a new save file, going through dialogue until you finally reach the first spicy part of your quest.
Playing as a lanky, kinda cute guy, you make a deal with a demon, skipping to the scene of your character getting his shit rocked by a nine inch, thick spiked cock.
“It’s not that bad…” You can barely hear Levi mumble as the dramatic plaps and moans play from the speakers.
“I mean it's hot, I just can’t imagine taking that much cock.” You laugh, turning a bit so you can see your boyfriend, legs overlapping his.
“R-really?” Leviathan turns to you as well, cheeks flushed.
“Yeah? Humans aren’t meant to take that much, without a lot of prep. Let alone something with spikes, knots, ridges, or things that can move and slither.”
“Oh.” He turns back to the tv, cut scene over.
Taking one last look at Levi, you pick up your controller and continue the story, collecting items, exploring the house you're in.
Yet it nags at you. That little oh. Oh what? Oh as in this is a surprise?
Fuck, do demons actually have strange genitals? You haven’t had time to dive into devildom porn yet, so maybe this is realistic?
Did you just tell your boyfriend his cock is impossible for you to take? Is he uncomfortable? Shit.
Pausing the game you sit up, taking your legs off his lap as you look at Leviathan.
“What did you mean by oh?” You furrow your brows.
His eyes go wide, sitting up with you, “I didn’t mean it as like- a bad thing, I just didn’t know that about humans I guess.”
“Is… is like, ridges and knots and all that… Do demons have those…?” You say slowly, watching his reactions.
There is a large, awkward silence that tells you all you need to know as your boyfriend avoids eye contact.
“Can.. uh.. Can I see it?” You feel stupid as soon as the words leave your mouth, who the fuck asks to see someones cock?
Like yeah, he’s your boyfriend but thats a fucking insane thing to ask.
“Yes!” Levi practically jumps out of his skin, “I mean- yeah, yes, sure.”
“Okay- great- awesome” You take a deep breath, okay that wasn’t too weird to say, he's also a freak. You have to remember that.
Another long pause.
“I’ll just-” Levi’s hands move to his sweats, shaky as he hesitantly pulls down his pants.
There's something in you that stirs at the fact he's had no boxers on this whole time but you try to ignore it.
And ignoring it becomes easy when you see his cocks. In fact, any thoughts get thrown out the window at mach speed.
Long and slender but thick at the base. Naturally glossy with a tapered end. Although the room is too light to properly experience it, it’s obvious in the dim light the undersides have bioluminescent markings.
“Wow.”
“Wow?” Levi repeats, visibly stressed as you stare at his cocks, “What- what does that mean? I know its not the nicest but I thought maybe-”
“They’re beautiful.” You cut him off, watching as the appendage moves with a mind of its own, delighted by your comment.
“Can- can I touch them?” You look up at him.
Levi only nods, rendered silenced by your admiration.
Gently, you wrap your hand around the upper cock, tracing the patterns on the underside of the tentacle like appendage.
Thick, translucent liquid slowly spills from his tip.
With little hesitation you lean down and kiss it, licking the pre off your lips.
Maybe you’ll finish the game later.
Satan
“Its a mystery,” he said, “It had good reviews online, I thought it could be our next read.”
It was an extremely kind thought at the time, you and satan have been reading together long before you started dating a few months ago.
The peaceful nights. A warm beverage, comfy clothes, the never setting moon shining into his bedroom as you lay so close on his bed.
But now your just fucking horny.
Mystery? Sure, there's some suspense, some clues in a larger, looming case.
Nasty, vile porn? Absolutely.
From soft, secret kisses to hands in pants, tongues intertwined and nails in skin. Within four paragraphs the main character and the love interest manage to sneak off and get down.
It’s no poetry, that's for sure.
So syrupy words, no shared breaths. Just fuckin.
“How about…” Satan trails off, room thick with awkward tension, “How about we stop for the night, yes?”
You hardly nod in agreement before he's putting the book down and sitting up from the pillows you both have made your home.
“Nice mystery.” You chuckle, not awkward at all, good job.
There's a beat of silence before Satan looks at you, grimacing, “Yes, I’m sure the love birds would agree.”
You can’t help but smile. He’d been so excited to read a good, true mystery. But so much of the plot has been about romance and sex, it’s practically porn without plot.
“What? You don’t like the secret sex in the garden of the employer's manor? That doesn’t get your gears turning?” You tease, sitting up to slowly make your way into his lap.
“Don’t tell me that got you horny.” Satan laughs, like you are so unbelievable, insatiable even. Yet his hands move to your hips as you rest atop him, looking up to you like you sewed the constellations just for him.
“I’d hardly say Stacy and Trevor got me going,” You lean down, breathing the same air as him, eyes tracing over his features, “but being around you always makes me feel a certain type of way.”
“You are a sweet talker.” Effortlessly, Satan holds your weight as he slowly moves you to lay down against the bed, “Do you think you taste just as sweet?”
You gnaw at your lip as your head hits the pillows. You can’t help but watch as your lover inches closer down your body, hands worshiping your skin.
“Why don’t you take a bite and find out?” You smirk, big and toothy.
Satan quickly finds a better use for his mouth, gently moving clothes to kiss his way down to your waist band, eyes flickering up to you as he slowly moves your pajama pants down.
Now, normally you'd go along with this, but there's been something so small eating at the back of your brain.
This pattern of him making you orgasm with his hands and mouth till you're tired and panting, and then… nothing.
You don’t get to blow him, have sex, hell you’ve never even seen him out of those damn boxers.
So for once, you stop him.
“Wait,” Your voice is soft in the quiet room, and it makes your boyfriend perk up immediately, “Can I… is it okay if I go down on you tonight?”
There's a heavy pause.
You watch as Satan's brows furrow, how he moves his fingers from under your waistband, resetting his head against your stomach as he studies your face.
“Did you not like last time? I can-”
“No- no, you are great, really.” You can’t help but smile at how he's practically pouting.
“I just, I don’t know.” You sigh, sitting up on your elbows, “You’re great, and I love when we spend the night together but I never get to make you feel good. This is a two way street you know.”
Satan moves up with you, choosing to sit on his knees between your legs rather than his stomach.
“I know that, I just didn’t want you to feel obligated.” He speaks with chosen words, slowly and carefully like he isn’t sure how to verbally express his thoughts.
“Obligated?” you raise a brow, “If I didn’t want to blow you, I’d tell you that. But I promise I genuinely want to make you cum in any way you’ll let me.”
“That’s-” Satan chuckles, “That is very crass.”
You shrug, “But honest.”
“Yes, I suppose.” He sighs, “I understand how you feel, but I imagine demonic genitalia would be daunting to a human. It's not… it’s nothing like humans.”
“Oh?” You sit up fully, placing a hand on his chest, signalling for him to lay back, “Then let me unravel this mystery, yeah?”
“That’s cheesy.” yet he lays down anyways.
“Is it okay if I remove your pants?” You dip just your fingertips under his waist band.
“You know I’d never object to you stripping me.”
“I know.” You hum, smiling.
Slowly, tantalizingly, you pull down his pants, taking his boxers with them.
And whatever smart remark or poor joke you had on the tip of your tongue dies the instant his cock comes out.
Half hard, you think.
You aren’t sure what you expected, or if you had any real preconceptions at all. But small spike-like bumps staring from the base going up the borrow side of his cock was not what you had in mind.
The black designs swirling around his base and mark of the way up his shaft was also unexpected, if not extremely beautiful.
“It’s okay-” Satan reaches a hand down to pull his boxers back up. You slap that hand away so damn quick.
You almost think his cock twitches.
“Do all demons… do most demons stray so far from human aesthetics as well?” you rub a hand over his thigh, eyes still tracing the cock slowly growing harder and harder in front of you.
“I suppose, there's a wide variety of differences between demons, but most look different than humans.” His voice is already breathy, watching you as you watch him.
“May I?” You hover a hand over his now hardened cock, looking up to make eye contact.
“Yeah, yeah of course.” Satan lets out a shaky breath.
With a careful hand, you slowly pump up and down, what you can only assume is precum quickly forming at the tip.
You exhibit no hesitation in leaning down and licking the underside of his shaft, and hearing the noise Satan makes only drives you desire further to make him cum.
Next mystery: How similar is demon cum to human cum?
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You stare at your determined snake boyfriend from your soft bed as he holds fourteen plushies in his grip. Nine in his tail, five in his arms. He trudges over to join you on your bed, dropping the various stuffed animals next to and around your lying figure.
"Here. I know you like being surrounded by plushies, so hopefully this is enough...Do you want more? What- ...What can I do for you?" Levi stares into your eyes, searching for any disapproval.
You smile softly, pushing the stuffies away from your body and putting his switch on your pillow. Levi cocks his head to the side, but you grab his arm, pulling him down onto the bed with you. He yelps at the loss of balance, then begins sputtering at the proximity.
"You. I want you."
Leviathan hisses, covering his rapidly blushing face with his hands. You can't help but laugh to yourself, holding the switch in your own hands. A familiar jingle sounds between you as you power it on. Levi peeks through his fingers.
"Show me that awesome Devil Kart gameplay you were bragging about earlier. And hold me while you're at it, 'kay?" You bat your eyelashes for unnecessary emphasis, fully knowing he would backflip off a cliff if you asked him to.
Levi lets out a high-pitched whine when you turn on your other side, pressing your back against him. He takes the hint, surprisingly, slithering his arms around you. You hand him the switch. Devil Kart is already loading.
"I-if my gameplay sucks, it's because I'm lying on my side! And...and you're also kind of distracting! Gah! In a good way!"
"Mhmmm." You drone, grinning to yourself. Your fingers wrap around Levi's arm as you hold him there, idly rubbing them along his shirt fabric, "If you get first place, we can make out."
