#reesie blurb

[lavender-lucifer]

types of texts/ audio clips they send you - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi

tags - smut, m!masturbation, not proof read

a/n - finally got around to finishing this lil blurb that’s been in my mind since time. thinking my school schedule has chilled out so I'll start working on some reqs I have <3. 

when Lucifer is needy he tries his best to hold out. he thinks he can get his of his little....problem on his own without bothering you. but it only leaves him more aggravated, more desperate for you to touch him. he’ll send you a text, something totally not desperate like please meet me in my study but you know all to well the coded message hidden between the lines. and when you open the heavy oak doors to his study Lucifer pounces on you quickly, his body cornering you against the now closed door as he makes marks on your neck, whispering pleas into the soft skin. 

“I need you now. please. gonna bend you over that desk. you’ll let me right, pet?”

Mammon being the menace he is, sends you audio clips of his moans, desperation laced in his voice. doesn’t matter if you’re in class, shopping or somewhere in the house. he will send clips upon clips until you get so worked up you go help him. it happens often honestly, mammon just likes your attention and he knows you’ll fold easily. 

“f-fuck babe, need ya so badly,” he whines. you can make out the lewd sounds in the background. “you’re on your way, right- ah.” 

Levi catches you off guard because he spams you with texts and audio messages constantly. but sending these types of audio clips makes him antsy and nervous. he has to really get lost in his own pleasure to take a risk. his voice is shaky when he begs you to help him. he’ll have his head tossed back, resting against his gaming chair and cock in his fist. 

“please, please please! ‘s too sensitive, need you please!”

[lavender-lucifer]

marking them pt. 2 - Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie

tags/warnings - smut, hickeys, biting, scratching, dry humping, grinding, overstimulation, swearing, not fully proof read, gn!reader

wc - 621

a/n: the first part of this popped off for some ungodly reason so I present to you part two

I feel like Satan enjoys when you leave hickeys on his neck. the way your lips glide over the sensitive skin sends the blood rushing to his head. it's no secret he's possessive, and when he catches a glimpse of the deep red marks that surround his throat it's like a switch is flipped in his mind. Satan gets off on the fact that you've chosen to mark him instead of his other brothers.

you're currently on Satan's lap and you can feel his stiff cock through your pants as you grind your hips against his own.

"don't start things you can't finish." you let out an airy laugh. Satan lifts his hips up to meet yours when you shift your weight again.

"I'll have you know I have every intention of finishing what I start." he lets out a groan when your lips attach to his neck. Satan becomes drunk off your touch and gets lost in the sensation on the side of his neck.

Asmodeus is another who gets hard when your nails bite into the flesh of his back. as a model, he finds covering up hickeys or bruises a bit tedious and unprofessional. he makes sure to remind you to be gentle when he has an upcoming shoot, though. the section of skin between his shoulder blades is responsive to your touch and the moans he lets out when you scrape against it sound heavenly.

Asmo's dressing room is luxurious. bouquets are placed on tables, the scent of oranges fill the air and there's a purple velvet couch against one of the walls. He has you folded, knees pressed into your chest, hands gripping his shoulders.

"Asmo, can't. 's too much!," you whine and he giggles.

"you can give me one more, right? the shoot starts in a few minutes." and thats when your hands drift to the posterior of his middle, right where his wings erupt from his spine. it makes his back arch while head tilts back and hips grind against your sweet spot.

"give me one more, pretty."

you can't help but leave hickeys on Beelzebub's chest. I mean, have you seen it? he thinks it's cute, the way you need to suck on his skin in order to quell your little whimpers as the thick head of cock feels like it could break you in half. Beel's stomach twists into knots when he looks at the marks painted on his chest. the tips of his ears and the apples of his cheeks become a prominent red.

"shit, baby. you gotta move," beel sighs. his hands are on your hips but you're preoccupied with teasing his skin, pressing open mouthed kisses along his sternum. you hear a whimper and his hands graze your back, tickling your spine. your lips move to the other side of his chest and begin to bounce on his lap.

you'll be the death of him.

With Belphegor, it's definitely a mix of hickeys and biting. most of the time when you guys have sex it's slow, lazy and fulfilling. he likes when you lightly bite on his earlobe and then move down towards his jaw, leaving little marks in your wake. he's a menace who loves to show off the marks to his brothers and it leaves you blushing from embarrassment.

"go on, be good and leave other one," Belphie snickers. he likes to be a little mean to you, pokes fun at your habits.

"know you like marking me up, baby," he says, punctuating with a thrust of his hips. you bring your lips to his jaw, feeling the soft skin you you grind against him. Belphie lets out a sigh of content, finally getting what he wants.

[lavender-lucifer]

I would kill a man for you to add a part three to your marking hcs for the dateables (minus luke obvi)

marking them pt. 3 - Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon

tags/warnings - smut, biting, hickeys, swearing, corruption kink, slight degradation (reader's a little mean), body worshipping, gn!reader, praising

wc - 785

a/n - no need to release your inner John Wick. back by popular demand, I give you pt 3.

pt 1 , pt 2

when he's in a soft, subby, needy mood, Diavolo likes to feel your lips trail down his stomach and suck at the skin on his hip bones. you'll have him on his back in the plush bed, straddling his hips as you whisper praises in his ear. when he gets impatient you start to make your way down his body and Diavolo has to force himself not to arch his back and press his body onto yours. what get's him is the way you go about it, treating him so delicately when you both know he could snap you in half. taking your time to feel every expanse of his body while he begs you for more.

"just be a little more patient, hm?" you hum before bringing your lips back to his pelvis. his skin is hot and sweaty from the teasing you've been putting him through. he lets out a gasp when he feels your lips enclose around the skin, teeth scraping lightly.

"please. please I've been good," he pleads, hands roaming down to your hair. you let out a chuckle before moving to the other side, pressing a small kiss to the bone.

"you're right." he feels your hand start to stroke his cock and he thrusts his hips into your hand. you give it a light squeeze and he groans. " I think it's time for your reward."

Barbatos is busy, so a lot of your "you" time takes place in the pantry, one of your legs hooked around his waist as his hands are on your hips to keep you stable. even in the dim lighting, he can make out the way your face twists into pleasure when he hits that spot inside you. it makes your toes curl and leaves crescent marks on his shoulders from where your nails press into the skin.

"I can feel you getting close, dear," Barbatos says as he kisses your jaw. his hips are bucking into you at a rapid pace, the thickness of his cock breaching your walls. the pressure from your nails spur him on, he knows he's fucking you good. he'll move your hips to meet his thrusts.

"fuck, Barb! feels good!" and he lets out a whimper at the sensation of your nails scraping his soft flesh.

because of the placement, he's able to keep the scratches hidden but he'll snap a few pictures before sending them to you with a teasing caption.

The first time you leave love bites on Simeon's neck he ascends. how could something so dirty bring so much gratification? he becomes putty in your hands, he'd do anything for you in these moments, follow you the ends of the earth if it meant you would touch him like this. he can feel how tight his pants become when you run your tongue along the Adam's apple. he becomes antsy and grabs at you, hands looking for anything to grope as he pants.

"you look so pretty, angel. feel good?"

his eyes are screwed shut as he nods. you watch him with a sly smirk, he looks ruined. tongue lolling out of his mouth, chest heaving and hips trying to grind down on anything to get the littlest bit of friction.

"feeling a little desperate?" you nip at his jaw.

"need- need you to touch me." he hears you snicker.

"but angel, I am touching you." to emphasize your point you suck a mark onto his neck and he lets out a frustrated whine.

"no!" he sobs and you pull back to look at tears forming along his lash line.

"please, I want to be inside of you." his eyes are glassy when he looks at you, pouty lips making you want to push him further. when his neck tingles from your lips Simeon whimpers again. he knows it'll be a long night.

Solomon likes feeling the dull ache of the bruises you leave on his thighs. when he presses down on the marks the soreness brings him back to your time together. like some of the other brothers, Solomon likes to brag about making you his. he'll oh so casually allude to the fact that you marked him up the previous nights and revels in the grumbles of jealousy he's met with.

you're holding onto Solomon's thighs as you bounce in his lap. when he meets your thrusts he watches your lips form into an 'O' shape and he knows he has you right where he wants you.

"that's it. use me to get yourself off," he mocks and you clench down on his cock.

"Sol, 'm close," you moan, hips speeding up to hit nice and deep.

"you're doing good baby. come for me."

[lavender-lucifer]

 marking them - Lucifer, Mammon, Levi

tags - nsfw content, scratching, biting, bruises, oral (m!receiving) 

a/n: this has been sitting in my drafts for a long time and I got tired of looking at it </3  that’s also why its fairly short

Lucifer loves to feel your nails raking against his skin as he drills into you. the burn he feels as you claw at his shoulders and down his spine is so sweet. who doesn’t love a bit of pain with pleasure. it acts as an indicator to him, a sign he’s hitting that sweet spot deep inside you that makes your toes curl and back arch to press your two bodies closer together. 

“ah, that’s your spot hm?” your nails dig into shoulders, clinging onto him. “ it’s okay, let me take care of you. just lay there all pretty for me.”

the next day he takes time to admire the marks you left, finger tips trailing over the red skin. it gets him hard again knowing that no one can see the marks you left under his clothes but you and him. 

Mammon is needy, point blank. he loves seeing the bite marks that litter his collarbones and chest. it makes him buzz, the feeling of your teeth scraping against his skin. the way your tongue glides over the broken skin to soothe the mark left behind makes his grip on you tighten, little whimpers escaping his mouth. 

“hah...more, please,” he pleads, head rolling back to give you more access to his collar, pushing his body against yours. the pleasure goes right to his aching cock. 

he wouldn’t dare cover up the marks but everyone notices the way his cheeks turn red when Belphie asks about it the next day. 

Levi gets lightheaded when you take his full length down your throat. his hips stutter, sending his cock further down. 

“ah fuck! s-so good.” 

and thats when you bring your hands to his hips, grip hard to steady yourself. his skin is soft under your fingertips as he becomes putty in your hands. the bruises make him sensitive to the touch. Levi whines when you get up, leaving bruises in your wake. he’s  shy about it after, seeing the splotches that paint his hips makes hide his face in your neck. 

[lavender-lucifer]

Your writing is IMMACULATE ✨✨

If you are interested or have the time, could I request MC walking in on Simeon and/or Solomon masturbating?

Walking in on Simeon - Smut

warnings/tags - smut, m!masturbation, gn!reader, kind of sub!simeon, Simeon's low key a perv in this, not proof read

a/n - this has been in my inbox forever I am so sorry!! I think I'll do Solomon at a later date. thank you for requesting!

he tries to be as discreet as possible because he can be a little shy

but even angels have needs and you've been haunting his thoughts for what seemed like ages

it's not his fault, you know? with your lingering touches mixed with the seductive twinkle in your eye, he could feel the knots in his stomach and the stiffening in his pants

and it's unfortunate he's laying in your bed currently. hair messy from the friction of the pillow, pants around his mid thigh

you had invited him over for a study session and maybe a little bit more. was this premeditated? yes. teasing Simeon was always fun. watching his cheeks turn pink at your vulgar language or when your lips would brush against his. and when he snapped and cornered you against the nearest surface? even better

so you aren't surprised when you make your way down the hall with a tray of tea and cookies when you hear faint whimpering and a large sigh

you smirk at yourself, pressing your body against the wall outside the bedroom door. you'll show Simeon some mercy today, give him some time to touch and tease himself before making your presence known.

Simeon didn't mean for it to happen but once you left the room he let his soft hands skim down his chest and stomach, tossing his head back into your scent that plagues the beddings. he loses himself far too quick, wasting no time to collect the pre cum before wrapping his fingers around his cock. he feel's terrible, thinking about how you'd react to the scene but it eggs him on. he imagines it was your touch, some how you were able to make an angel into a mere follower. the way your lips nip at his neck making goose bumps spread along his skin or how you rake your nails along his abdomen. Simeon bites his lip in attempt to muffle the deep sighs and moans threatening to escape. too lost in the pleasure he doesn't hear you slip into the room. he can feel the pressure start to build as his hips begin to thrust into his hand on their own.

"started without me?"

Simeons gasps in response, hand speeding up his movements. he looks seraphic, spread out on your bed, soft pleas filling the air as you watch. his head turns in your direction, eyes filled with lust, " hmm, I don't think you're innocent either. you'll help your angel out, right?"

you let out a laugh before making your way over to him, straddling his thighs.

"only because you asked so nicely."

[lavender-lucifer]

can you do headcannons of the demon bros and mc,being at a party in Devildom?(if its possible,make it nsfw)

what it's like at a party - demon bros

tags/warnings - smut, gn!reader, pet names (angel), possessive kink.

a/n - sorry this took like almost a month. haven't been feeling smut content until late. hopefully this format is alright and thanks for requesting <3.

the couple making out in the corner. he has you pressed up against the wall with his arms caging you in. lips attached to your neck as you whimper for more. "aren't you bad, wanting me to touch you in public where everyone can see? want an audience, do you? or maybe you want everyone to know you're mine."

mammon, asmo, belphie, satan

out on the dance floor, you're purposefully brushing up against him. your back is against his chest, his arms gripping your hips tightly. he'll send you warnings in your ear to behave or there will be consequences but you don't listen. he indulges you for a few more minutes before dragging you to a secluded area to help you learn your lesson.

lucifer, beel, mammon, satan

hooking up in the bathroom. your hands grip the edge of the counter as he rails you from behind. one hand will make its way to cup your jaw, forcing you to watch in the mirror. the floor is sticky and it smells like alcohol. "you couldn't wait could you? it's okay angel, I'll fuck you so well no one would dare to look at you again."

belphie, lucifer, levi, asmo, mammon

[lavender-lucifer]

when beel is tired he sticks to you like a magnet. he buries his face in your shoulder inhaling your scent. his hair tickling your neck sends goosebumps along your skin. if you’re laying down on the couch or in bed he’ll lay between your legs, arms wrapped around your middle and his head resting on your chest. your fingers drift under his top and dance along his back making him even more sleepy. that, being enveloped in your warmth and the tons of pillows around you both. 

“it’s okay to sleep, you know.” he perks up, neck craning to look at you. his cheeks are squished against your body and you feel your heart melting. his gaze is soft when you smile down at him. he never thought he could feel like this, all of him whole. all of him loved.

“don’t want to waste a second without you, though,” Beel mumbles into your shirt. you chuckle. god, could this be any cuter? you bring your hand from under his shirt and into his hair. threading your finger through the orange locks  as he lets out a sigh of content. 

“it’s okay. I’ll stay here with you.” 

“promise?” he whispers as sleep takes over him. settling deeper into you. 

“promise.”

[lavender-lucifer]

hi can I request fem! mc sending voice clips and moaning their name lucifer and mammon separately if you want

sending voice clips to them - Lucifer, Mammon

tags - smut, fem!reader, masturbation (f and m receiving), light dirty talk, reader's a tease.

wc - 437

Lucifer knows you're a troublemaker. it's what you've always been since he first met you and yet you somehow made your way into his heart and plague his mind daily. and when he's in the middle of an important meeting with Diavolo made no exceptions. in honesty he let the corners of his lips quirk up when he saw you had sent him a text. what he hadn't expected was to be gripping the armrest of his chair with his D.D.D. speaker to his ear.

he curses you for putting him in this position, for having this effect on him. yet he finds himself unable to tear his focus away from your voice. its soft and teasing when you let out a breathy laugh.

"hope your meeting is going well," there's a pause followed by the rustling of the sheets, his sheets. your fingertips dance along the skin of your thigh and you let out a sigh. he knows what you're doing.

"couldn't wait for you to get home. you understand, right?" he scoffs in response.

you sound so innocent, like you could never do any wrong. but this wasn't the case. your halo couldn't hide anything from him, especially when he hears the slick sound of your fingers dipping into your entrance. his mind is racing, picturing the scene he's currently missing. soft legs tangled in the sheets of his bed, wearing nothing but one of his button ups and a pair of panties. you had tried to convince him to stay, that the warmth from the blankets and feather light touches along his jaw was what he needed instead. he despises himself for not being there.

"Lucifer!" you gasp. head thrown back onto the pillow as your fingers speed up, feeling the pressure slowly build. it makes him clench his jaw and he feels himself start to stiffen. he's becoming flustered in a meeting and he couldn't be more embarrassed as his cheeks flush with a pink hue.

you move the tips of your fingers to roll your clit, back arching at the sensation.

"Lucifer, I'm gonna-" you're cut off by a moan and Lucifer shudders in his seat. he listens to the unevenness of your breathing until you speak again, "hurry home soon, okay?" Lucifer takes in a deep breath to compose himself. this will be a long meeting.

It's a rare occurrence to catch Mammon away from you but when you're sent back to the human realm, he becomes more needy than ever. he misses running his hands over the dips of your body and the way your plush lips felt against his.

he sends you audio clips often, whining about how much it hurts that you aren't there to help him anymore. yet when he gets an audio message from you he can feel himself practically buzzing. excitement takes over as he hurriedly unbuckles his pants and strips his shirt.

he's a tease. opts to trail his fingers over his abs as chills run down his spine as he listens to your breath and quiet moans.

"been missing you too much," you whimper into the phone. he can just picture the cute pout and grumpy look on your face.

"miss the way your fingers feel. 's not the same. wish you were here to touch me instead. bet you miss it too, huh?," you tease, smirk forming on your lips.

he can hear you suck in a breath. you must have found your - his - spot. Mammon picks up on the lewd sounds that fill the air of your bedroom. he would give anything to be the one with you right now. to be the one holding your thighs open and keeping your hips pinned against the mattress. to be the one sending light pinches to your slick covered clit. he brings his hand down to stroke his cock as he bites his bottom lip.

Mammon yearns to hear the way you whimper his name through the phone. and when he does, it sends him over the edge.

"Mam- Mammon, please!" your voice goes up an octave as you reach your peak. he speeds up in turn, riding out his own orgasm and getting lost in the thought of how ruined you must look. the sound of your soft laughter brings him back to reality.

"maybe I should just summon you next time."