cha: sub solomon; dom m reader
war: fwb, drunk solomon, consensual somnophilia, riding, vanilla, more to be added.
NOT FINISHED OR PROOFREAD.
it was certainly a long day for you. as a new “honorary” member of the student council, you’ve had to pull your weight amongst the demon brothers. you’ve worked so hard, you’ve practically given lucifer a vacation break.
but that too came with a cost. most notably: finding yourself sheltered from everyone around you.
there was no more room for you to humour mammon’s tricks or try asmo’s new makeup. you were busy representing the future of the exchange program — a reality that you kept running from for too long which came back to bite you in ass.
and while the brothers did miss your company, there was no one who craved your presence as much as your fuckbuddy solomon did.
after your fun-loving demeanour disappeared, he was always found dazed, confused and much more clumsy in his work. after all, you were too busy for his lustful antics.
but all it took was one happy accident to coax him out of his hole and onto your bed.
after getting to your room, lucifer begg ordered you to set a bit of free time before you had to start your work; and while you initially planned to used that time to join the brothers for what they now called “mandatory movie night” — which you were sure was just their attempt into getting you to hang out with them — you accidentally fell asleep on your bed while waiting for them to call you down.
you were finally relaxed, all your worries cast aside for just a moment. well, that was until you felt a weight slowly sit on your lap area. their voice was a whiny mumble you were too tired to hear.
whoever it was then began to lay their body on top of yours, slowly, and stopped as soon as you could hear their breaths by your ear. their drunken voice dripped in desperation as they called out your name. in an instant, you knew who it was. solomon.
“i-i can’t take it anymore, mc… i need you.”
you could feel your pants pulled off of you, the clinking of your belts and buckles rang as it fell to the floor. you could feel his hand work your cock, slowly and messily — but it felt so good, it was better than any dream you could’ve been having. you called out to him.
“sol…”
your groggy and dazed voice was enough for solomon to let go of any semblance of self control he had left. he started to gain speed, getting it ever so close to your high. but hearing your sleepy groans only made his patience run thinner.
he threw away everything he wore and aligned himself with your cock before taking it all in.
“s-SHIT..! Hah… i-it feels so f-good..!”
he sank down so quickly, he didn’t even give himself time to adjust. he stayed there until he bottomed out, quickly beginning to bounce on your cock.
his moans were whiny and slurred, the feeling just simply not enough for his sudden ache for you. he tried to chase his high by bouncing faster and faster — but it just wasn’t the same without you.
and so when you finally began to move him yourself, he practically melted into a puddle of moans and whines...
WARNINGS: hate sex, cooercion, allution to piss fucking, choking, belly bulge, handless orgasm, loud solomon, roughness, fingering and ass eating.
you weren't sure on how to feel about solomon.
the arrogant human just gets on your nerves, with his pretty white hair and stupid pretty face.
maybe it was his knowledge that scares you, or how you can barely get a flustered reaction out of him. his arrogance and confidence in power rubbed you the wrong way. and the worse, was how he never gave you a direct answers. you wore your heart on your sleeve, and his inability to give you a direct answer made you refuse to trust him.
so you wanted nothing to do with him, instead focusing your time with angels and demons who you trusted. mammon, beelzebub and simeon were the ones that you got along with the most.
anyways, when there was a retreat to diavolos castle, and he offered for you guys to stay the night, who were you to refuse? he did also guilt trip you into staying, saying how he barely saw you, and that he was so lonely in this huge castle all alone.
but of course there weren’t enough rooms, and it was barbato’s bright idea to pair both the humans together, giving a subtle wink to the other human.
so now, there you were, in the darkness and in an overluxerious bed, all stiff and still, staring at the ceiling as you slept in the same bed as the human who you hated the most.
there was a pillow seperating you both, but it didn’t matter, being in the same room as him was enough to put you on edge. and it seemed like your mind was read, because he suddenly spoke up into the spiff air. “you know, i can see the way you act around me. you don’t have to hide it now, so tell me, what did i do?”he spoke with indifference, but you could hear some cracks of confusion and slight hurt
he continued, “you know, i really tried my best to get you to like me. gave you advise, showed you all the tricks it took years for me to understand. so after all of this, why don’t you like me?!” you could feel his voice rize, it was the one thing he didn’t understand.
you turned to him, still in the comfort of the really fluffy pillow, “we just don’t get along. our personalities don’t match. nothin’ wrong about that.just wanna sleep n get this all over with.”
“i’ve been curious, what do you do with those other demons to get them to like you, do you...use other techniques?” there was an edge he had.
“are you insinuating that i’m fucking the brothers? what i do with my time is none of your concern, and its rich coming from you.”
he growled out, “it is my concern, especially when you’re the one i’m after.” and with that, he kissed you forcefully, his white hair tickling your face. he spoke to you, “if you really hate me all that much, then show me.”
you kissed back. as much as you hated him, he was hot, and you were attracted to him. you couldn’t tell what the future had, but who the fuck cared? you kissed back onto him, slowly pushing up his pajama shirt and resting your hands on his ass, roughly massaging his ass.
he smirked against your kiss, telling you to go harder. you suddenly pulled away, and grabbed the pillow seperating the two of you and chucking it away as you pulled down his pajama pants, roughly shoving two fingers into his already wet hole.
“you did something, didn’t you? you little whore, setting me up, preparing yourself cause you wanted to be fucked like a whore on the side of the street little fuck. better hope you can take me.” he two fingers made him gasp, going in dry, even with his wet hole, made him feel the roughness.
you didn’t wait for him to adjust, shifting over to turn on the dim lights as you watched his creamy ass take your fingers. it was mesmerizing, and by the way that solomons eyes trained on your pants, you could tell that you were hard. the way his hole stretched entranced you, and before you knew it, his ass was in the air, and your tongue was inside of him. solomon only grinded against your face, almost trying to suck you in. your tongue scraped his walls as you prodded in and out, your lips lightly sucking the puffy hole as you could feel lis body shiver and tense, a long drawn out moan coming from him.
“what a little whore, can’t even take a little ass eating. how have you been alove for so long and can’t take a little oral? pathetic.” you pulled away to say that, before spitting on his hole, watching as the clear saliva entered the opening.
you pulled down your pants, your cock springing and lightly tapping his ass, before you grabbed his neck and shoved the powerful being down into the pillow, pressing on the sides of his neck. when you went inside of him,a muffled gasp came from him.
“you know, if you went all this way for my cock. You. Should. Handle. It.” a particularly hard thrust each time. it felt like you were prodding his stomach with every hard thrust. thats how you continued, thrusting into him, at different rates, speeds. lightly thursting before thrusting so hard into him a light bulge could be seen. you grabbed an ass cheek, shoving a few fingers inside of his hole before pulling out, watching your cock get sucked in. you wound your hand, before a loud slap could be heard and a loud moan could be felt through the bed.
a hand reached up to grab his pearlly locks, seeing his fair move back and fourth from your rough thrusts. his body began toshake, him grabbing the sheets that were under his body. another slap was heard on his ass, the cream flesh turning a dark red. another loud moan was drawn out.
“c’mon, moan like a little whore for me. who knew such a powerful being could be such a whore? let em out, let everyone know.” your hard thrusts and degrading talk, made him slobber out an answer, as his body shook, an orgasm spurting out of him onto the sheets.
you chuckled at this.
“y’know solomon, for being such a whore, you sure can’t handle a good dicking. you wanted this, so work for my cum, and if you’re lucky, my piss. m’sure you would love to be my cumdump.”
Disclaimer: So thank the horny God's I'm back! Don't we all love depressive hiatuses? We do, we do. So I hope y'all like this, I love me some bratty, shady wizard boi. Am I a simp? Yes, yes I am.
Warning: NSFW, smut, humping, teasing, very light humiliation, bunny costume
Bet. (Sub!Solomon X GN!Reader)
"Mnh fuck-", Solomon took in a sharp breath when your thumb rolled over his clothed tip in a circular motion.
Your lips pursed up in a smirk. "What's wrong bunny? Having second thoughts?"
He could be so cute. Although, being a brat just seemed more fun to him most of the time (a pity, really). Not that you minded, breaking him down into obedience was one of your pleasures after all. But moments like these were also nice for a change..
"Nnh hah W-hatever ..you're talking a-hn-bout", Solomon's pants underlined his neediness even more as his hips bucked up against your palm, reacting to your cold lips pressing against his collarbone.
It had been especially cold the past few weeks...
In a few days would be Valentine's day. Then this little bet of yours would be over. And one of you would have to admit defeat and fulfill a random request, or task or it could be whatever really.
"You think I'm not capable of holding off a few weeks?", Solomon had asked rather cockily.
Your hands had stroked through his locks in a loving, contemplating way before saying: "Hmm nope."
And Solomon, being the sneaky wizard he was, came up with a bet. Declaring you to fall into temptation first.
The rules were simple: 'No orgasms until Valentine's day.'
But it was allowed to make the other fall into temptation. In fact, that's probably what made this so entertaining in the first place. It was cute, really. Solomon was so set on making you eat your words that he deliberately tried to seduce you in every way he could.
But then one day, particularly this day, you visited purgatory hall for a proposed study session with Simeon and Luke, only to find Solomon all dressed up in a nice little bunny costume, which, by the way, hugged his waist and features so tightly you decided to ultimately end this game on the spot, and show him how dead wrong he was about your motives.
You indulged him for a while, letting him straddle you at random, taking in the view when the towel just had to slip, savouring the lascivious pictures meant to tease you just enough to come to him. All of which you resisted. After all, you wanted to have fun as much as you could.
He gripped onto the soft cushion of the couch as he leaned back more, pressing his back into it.
A laugh escaped him, turning into a moan. "Y-you must ngh be pretty desperate to... pounce on me like this..."
"Hmm, I don't remember giving you a free pass to be a brat, Sol," you palmed his strained erection, grinding into it decisively, making him groan and tense up even more. Your other hand grabbed his chin, thumb sliding over his swollen bottom lip. He had been biting it to stifle the moans.
You closed in on his face, eyes following his every expression, every movement. He looked so fucked out, almost desperate, as if he wanted to be ravished right now. Hooded eyes rolling back at the skillful movement and pressure your fingers applied to his clothed cock, ragged breaths tinting the air and dishelved locks adorned by contrasting black bunny ears falling into his face. All coming together in a delicious, submissive picture. He was close to give in. You could tell.
Oh how you wanted to devour him.
But no. You'd have him at your mercy first.
You retracted your hand, eliciting a low whine from him, replacing it with your knee instead and spreading his legs apart.
"Wh-"
"My lovely, lovely bunny~," you grinded into him.
"Hah fu- mnh-", his lips parted at yours softly moving against his.
You nibbled at the softness before proceeding to grind into him once again as your tongue slid into his mouth. Gracing his in a soft but firm manner, hands embracing his neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss.
"Mmnh.. hah.."
Solomon bucked his hips against your leg. His cock twitching against your thigh when his hands finally grabbed onto your ass, grinding his aching member against you for more friction.
You smiled for a brief moment, revelling in the feeling of his desperate movements against your body. You had him now.
A moan pressed to your lips, your sex twitched down under but you ignored it.
You were not yet satisfied.
A string of saliva connected you both as you parted, relishing in his dishevelled appearance for a moment.
"(y/N)", he whined.
"What?", you asked breathily, when an innocent smile traced your lips, "Something the matter, bunny?"
"I..mngh", he pressed into your thigh on his own.
"Oh?", you held onto his locks, harshly pulling back, forcing him to meet your eyes, "So you want to hump my leg, is that it?"
He shot you a clouded, cocky grin. "You look very happy about that."
"Do I now?", your fingers traced his neck in a contemplating way and his breath hitched. "A leash would have fit you so well too. But oh well, bunnies don't get leashes," you traced his lips, "They work for their pleasure all on their own."
With that you sat down beside him, leaving him with a puzzled and almost disappointed expression on his face.
He just stared at you, laboured breathing leaving his lips for a moment.
His face lit up as he seemed to grasp the meaning of your words.
"So, you're still going to make me work for it?" He straddled your thigh seductively. "Even though, I'm so readily submitting like a good bunny?" His lips formed a small pout, bunny ears swaying slightly to the side.
It took everything not to laugh at his expression. How childish~.
You grabbed onto his hips.
"Humour me, Solomon."
He murmured something to the effect of 'no fair' and wasted no time pressing his clothed erection against you. The damp spot smeared against your thigh. His brows furrowed when you flexed it to give him more friction, hands guiding his hips for the same purpose.
"Fuck hah (y/N)..," he grabbed onto your shoulders, then neck.
"Hm?"
His cock twitched visibly under the fabric as your finger experimentally flicked against the tip.
"I want to mark you...mnh please (y/N)," he made sure to moan that last one out in an overerotic tone. You just rolled your eyes at him playfully. But complied with him anyway.
After all, he would be losing the bet. So why not indulge him a little bit?
Your head turned slightly while his hands grabbed onto your lower back to rub himself harder against your thigh, moaning into your neck and sucking at the skin.
A pleased sigh escaped you, which seemed to spur him on, pants becoming more and more laboured. His movements becoming more aggressive to speed up, but your hands kept guiding him in a more steady pace to drag it out a bit longer.
"(y/N) please," he begged in a daze as he gazed at you through his lashes.
"Aren't you a needy bunny~", you teased, sucking at his nape and leaving a mark, making him shudder. "Adorable."
"More hah please more," his grip on you tightened around you as he buried his face in your neck, the bunny ears tickling your cheeks.
"Hmm~ Maybe if my bunny begs a little more."
"Hah mnh please, please (y/N) let me cum," his fingers traced under your shirt, caressing the sensitive skin, making you suck in a sharp breath.
Good God, this man was so good at begging.
"Mnh.. who is my cute little bunny?"
"I ammn", you let go of his hips, and grabbed onto his ass instead as you let him rub against your thigh faster, panting growing laboured and moans and groans spilling out of his lips. "I hah..am ahh your cute little bunny-"
Solomon tensed up, clawing at your back and thrusting harder and faster against your thigh, biting back a moan, when you mindlessly rubbed and slapped his ass.
"I- mn want.. need oh-"
You pulled his head back from the crook of your neck, fingers buried in his locks. "Hm?"
"Cum hah I want to cum, please"
You smirked, holding his head in place to see his expression. "Then cum, my bunny."
He thrust hard a few more times, fingers clenching at your shoulders as he spilled loud guttural moans in praise.
"ohH hah nh- (y/N)", his lips parted as he threw his head further back, followed by his body jolting in spurts against you, something wet staining your clothed thigh. "Hah.."
As soon as you let go of his head he collapsed onto you, head resting on your shoulder and hoarse pants leaving his glistening lips.
You lovingly stroked his locks, then kissed his head. "What a good bunny. You did amazing, love."
A low chuckle vibrated through him. "The risk I took was calculated... But man am I bad at math"
You laughed. "Are you talking about the bet?"
Solomon hummed, arms snaking around your waist, readjusting his position as he relaxed against you. "I can only imagine what you'll make me do... ," he breathed out tiredly.
Your lips curled upwards in a mischievous smile. "Well for now I'll devour my cute, shady bunny~,". you pushed him down on his back, gaining a surprised gasp. "Don't tell me you didn't see that coming?"
"Wha-," his face flushed redder in surprise as he looked up at you.
"It would be a waste not to use this opportunity, don't you think?" Your hands found the hem of his clothes. "Now. Where were we...?"
