angel dust headcanons when having sex with reader who’s actually a good dom?? <333
Angel Dust With A Good Dom
Angel Dust x GN!AFAB!Reader
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(I write Angel Dust as a queer trans man, if you have a problem with it, then take it up with the door on your way out.)
Oh he absolutely tried to play it up and exaggerate everything about himself. It stopped pretty fast once you started treating him gently.
A gentle hand is foreign to him, and even though you were firm and clearly in control, Angel didn't feel unsafe or feel the need to disassociate.
Angel whined, real whines. Desperate, lower pitched, breathless whines.
Angel begged, real begging. You hadn't even touched his pussy yet and he was already whimpering about how hard his cocklet was.
You took your time working him up and smoothing him down, and Angel had no idea what to do with himself. He always acted helpless in front of the cameras and with all the strangers he'd taken to bed, but you're different.
Angel felt helpless under your touch, but it didn't scare him, because the worst thing you were going to do to him was deny him orgasms and spank him a bit.
By the time you touched his pussy, there was already a puddle on the sheets. Your fingers slid right through his folds, and circled around his cocklet with ease. Two of your fingers jerked off his throbbing few inches and Angel threw his head back and choked out a moan.
His fists tangled in the sheets and his voice echoed in the room as he begged you to stop.
So you did.
Angel shot straight up, and looked at you like you were crazy, and then asked why you stopped. Once you tell him that it was because he told you to, he was in tears.
That sweet boy experienced what real love was and he swore it was better than 8 ounces of pure black tar heroin.
"Just the tip." and he winds up shoving his whole cock inside.
"I won't cum inside." and he almost always does.
"I won't hurt you, come here." and he winds up spanking you so hard you can barely sit down later.
"I'll go slow." and he most certainly does not go slow.
"I love you." the only time he's not lying, although it's not traditional love. It's twisted and fucked up but it's the only love Hisoka is capable of and at least that's something.
id love to read about your open relationship with alastor and lucifer. as a powerful overlord in your own right, why should you limit your bliss? they each meet different needs in you: luci is a lovestruck sub/service top while alastor can put you in your place and teach discipline. they are both aware of the other. they are both jealous and possessive. occasionally they fight (but it's *totally* not about you) then try and out-do each other in the bedroom as revenge. you might finally teach them to share..
(ps maybe a comfort scene where lucifer is sad about alastor hurting/marking you?)
What fresh hell have you gotten yourself into? No pun intended.
How you managed to pull both the king of hell and a powerful overlord is beyond comprehension, even if you're an overlord yourself.
Both Al and Luci would argue over who had you first, and who you love more. Fighting like cats and dogs over your praise and affection.
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Lucifer's way of fucking you- Or making love as he'd prefer to call it- is very hands on and gentle. This man cannot get enough of you ever.
Kisses over all the bruises and marks Al left on you. Mutters about how Al is a filthy animal and a disgrace for treating someone as lovely as you like a punching bag.
Luci is the definition of a simp, and finds himself with his head between your legs often. His tongue and fingers gently opening you up and prepping you for his cock.
You will cum at least twice before Luci would even dream of sticking his dick in you.
Always trying to one up Al, and although he tries his best to not mention the prick, he finds himself asking if Alastor is able to make you feel as good as he does.
This guy is the king of hell? How? He's too nice.
Anyway, he's not focused on his pleasure in the slightest. Sure cumming would be nice, especially inside you. (The breeding kink this man has is insane.) But if he exhausts you before he gets the chance then he's perfectly content with providing you with aftercare and then going to take care of himself.
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Alastor is on the direct opposite side of the coin. He doesn't even have to mention Luci. He's not so insecure that he has to doubt his prowess in bed (yeah right, he thinks about it all the time) He knows he's better.
That being said, he likes to leave marks all over your body. A triple threat of wanting to mark you as his, give you a reminder of how much better he is than Luci, and a reminder to the Big Man™ himself as to who you truly belong to.
Bites, hickeys, hand prints, bruises. Hell, he'd even go as far as burning or cutting you to leave a mark.
Alastor fucks like an animal. He starts out as a composed dom, breaking you down and ramming you into subspace.
Al likes to hear you beg, and cry. The image of tears running down your face as you beg for his cock makes him painfully hard.
Enjoys laying you over his lap and spanking you until you're ass is raw and your throat is hoarse from screaming.
When he finally does decide to fuck you he gets possessive. Even moreso than before.
"Mine, mine, mine." is what he'd growl in your ear as he stretches you open on his cock.
Will cum inside you to further mark you as his, and he likes to watch it drip out of it.
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Getting them into the same room, let alone the same bed is a feat all on its own. They might wind up just hatefucking each other while you watch.
who in the phantom troupe do you think is the biggest brat tamer? or has a thing for brats
Pakunoda, Machi and Chrollo do not put up with bratty behavior. They'll lecture you and spank you and make you apologize for behaving so badly.
Feitan loves brats as an excuse to be a complete sadist with them. Please act out, he's dying to try out barbed wire as restraints.
Phinks and Shalnark love brats because they like to be mean and punish them, but never make actual progress with getting them to behave. It's too fun to have a bratty sub.
Nogunaga loves brats so he can infantalize them and make them mad by calling them his "little baby that just doesn't understand so they act out"
Shizuku and Uvogin are brats in their own ways. It's brat on brat crime tbh. They love it
pegging w alastor?? fic drabble hcs IDC i neeed more
Inch by Inch
Alastor x GN!AFAB! Reader
TW: Pegging, no prep anal sex, blood as lube, strap referred to as a cock, begging, BDSM dynamics
Having Alastor bent over the desk in his radio tower. He's stripped naked while you're still fully dressed, save for your pants being unbuttoned to reveal your strap. The pretty red silicone one.
Alastor's favorite.
Teasing him relentlessly, tugging his tail and his ears. Smirking as he tries to fight you off and maintain his composure.
It doesn't work and his cock keeps getting harder, dribbling precum all over the desk.
You spit on his pretty, puckered hole and work a finger into him. He hisses at the intrusion, but pushes his ass back against your hand.
Slut.
You add another finger and crook them, finding that smooth spot inside him that makes his voice crackle and ears lay flat.
Alastor pants and you barely have to do any work as he fucks himself back onto your fingers.
The chair scrapes the wood as you stand up and pull your hand away from him. He whines but it's cut off when you shove his face down into the grain of the wood.
You spit onto his ass once more and start prodding his hole with the tip of your cock.
Al's tail wags in excitement, though he will never admit that.
You have half a mind to flick the microphone on and broadcast what's about to come next.
Let all of Hell hear how the all mighty Radio Demon is just a whiny little bitch that likes his ass fucked.
Alastor would have your head however, and unfortunately you've grown quite attached to it.
Your thoughts are pulled to the forefront as Al whimpers, trying to push back onto your cock.
Desperate.
"Use your words." you demand, wanting to belittle him.
He whines and squeezes his eyes shut. A beautiful red is splashed across his cheeks, arousal and embarrassment getting the better of him.
"Please. Please, I need it. I need you." the radio filter cuts in and out as he loses control.
You decide to give him what he wants, in the worst way possible. Your hips jut forward and all 7 inches of your cock stretches him open as you bottom out.
Alastor practically screams and claws at the desk, blood drips down his thighs from the tear your cock made. He makes no effort to get away or tell you to stop though.
Masochist.
You start a brutal pace, and soon the sound of your hips and the squelching of his blood fill the studio.
He's wailing as you bully his prostate, fucking him like a fleshlight, like he's nothing but your toy.
He is.
With each thrust his cock rubs the rough wood and he gets closer and closer to his orgasm. It build in his stomach like fire and he desperately wants to reach between his legs and jerk himself off.
Alastor knows better than to play with toys that aren't his.
You're losing yourself in the pleasure, the ridge inside the strap is rubbing your clit in all the right ways and you're close to cumming as well.
He can sense this and tries to roll his hips to help you cum, because the faster you cum the faster he gets to as well.
You grip his hips harder and spread his ass apart, watching your cock slip in and out of him. Each time you pull out, his greedy hole does its best to suck you back in.
Closer and closer until suddenly you feel lightning strike you and you're moaning as your hips spasm.
Alastor grins wildly, excited to finally get to cum. He rolls his hips harder as you ride out your orgasm, and goes to reach his hand between his legs.
Your own hand grips his hair roughly and yanks his head up. His back arches and you look him right in the eyes.
"Why don't you clean me up, then we'll see if you're allowed to cum."
He whines, "Please, no no. I was so good. I didn't talk back this time! I didn't touch myself! I was good!" he pleads.
"One right doesn't absolve all your wrongs. Now get on your knees."
Genuinely attracting his attention is very difficult. He truly could care less about romance and sex, until he meets the right person.
Sometimes a person interests him because they'd be a good toy, but sometimes they interest him because he feels that they could turn him into their toy.
He starts off as a perfect southern gentleman. Sweet talking, charming smiles, subtle flirting.
Hell, he even brings you flowers every Sunday.
It's all a facade to get what he really wants, though.
Power over you.
Al didn't even touch you the first time you were in bed together. The makeout session turned into heavy petting, but before you could even put your hands on his bulge, he stopped you. Al made you strip naked and lay on the bed.
He sat in a chair at the foot of your bed, fully clothed. Alastor instructed you to show him how you usually make yourself cum, then once you had achieved your first orgasm he told you to start again, but to listen to his instructions this time.
He's very vocal about how pretty you are, and how well you're doing for him.
"Such a pretty little thing. All spread out for me. My my, you're dripping wet just from my voice alone?"
After that night, he laid out a set of rules. It was a very formal BDSM contract, the usual safeword set up as well as the rule that you weren't allowed to touch what was his without permission.
Your body was his property.
He treats you well, although sometimes you need punishment. Spankings, orgasm denial and humiliation are among his favorite punishments.
Alastor always sets you up to break a rule just so he can exhibit power over you.
He doesn't even fuck you, let alone let you see him naked until months into the relationship.
Once he does trust you enough to have proper sex with you, you'd swear you saw heaven.
Alastor will overstimulate you until you're crying and begging him to stop. It comes as a shock to him that he's enjoying himself so much. Sex doesn't usually interest him on a physical level.
If you show any interest in dominating him, he might humor you a bit.
It will take a lot of trust to get to that point however.
When you do have that trust, he's putty in your hands. A brat, but putty nonetheless.
He tries to act like he doesn't care that you won't let him touch you, but the longer it goes on the brattier he becomes. If he can't touch you, then he'll force you to touch him.
Introducing him to pegging will heed addictive results. He becomes such a cockslut.
Anal isn't something he ever really experimented with, it never interested him. Then he met you.
Now, he thinks he prefers your strap up his ass more than his cock in your cunt.
Oh to spend hours between Angel's legs, eating him out and sucking him off. Making him cum over and over again, mumbling about how good he tastes and how perfect he is each time I come up for air.
He's a shivering mess, tears running down his cheeks. His heart is so heavy with love and affection. It's entirely foreign to him and he can't get enough.
