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Mischievous Little Sheep (part 2)

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💬 0  🔁 1  ❤️ 4 · Mischievous Little Sheep Y/N's POV: Today, I accidentally created a potion that can turn anything into a cat and make

Shy mc x Dominant Lucifer!

Warning: highly sexual and deep intimacy, mention or bad words (like the d word), NSFW , not for people under 18

Y/n's pov

​I was utterly trapped beneath the bare, dominating body of the avatar of pride, dominated by his muscular , and the heat emanating from him draped all of me. His hot breath burned against my neck, and the rhythmic rise as fall of his sculpted chest pressed closer. Those sharp ruby eyes locked intently on my breasts, forced my heart to hammer against my ribs, stealing the very air from my lungs.

As much as I'm afraid of what Lucifer is about to do to me, I can't deny that his dominating presence, his carnal gaze over my body ignited something in me... I want him. No I need him. I wanna feel my hands rubbing his strong chest , I wanna squeeze his sculpted abs so badly. My terror was now mixed with a desire I never felt before and I can't help but feel utterly intoxicated by our proximity...

He draws his hands at my breasts, his fingertips brushing onto them, as I burst into a sharp gasp and arms reflexively jolt over my breasts sheilding them .

"I-I'm not ready Lucifer!" I exclaim, turning to my side, as the lingering touch of his fingertips still tingle on the sensitive skin of my breasts.

" Ah! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry Lucifer! Please forgive m-"

Before I could finsih his tongue licks the crook of my neck and licks every bit of my neck , slowly swaying back and forth. Shivers run down my spine, making me freeze in place, until lucifer's tongue slides to the back, to the most sensitive part of my neck and the loudest moan escapes my lips.

" Aaahh ...L-l-lucifeeerr....!" My pulse races under my breasts and I impulsively bite my lips so that his brothers that might be nearby don't hear us.

Lucifer chuckles cockily at the affect he has on me. His deep voice is smug as he enjoyed teasing me.

Lucifer: " it's no use apologising little lamb, now come on, I want to hear my name on your lips" He wispers agaisnta my neck and smacks my ass like a master commanding his slave.

Lucifer's pov:

I continue to taste my y/n, making my little lamb moan out my name with every single lick. She is mine and tonight I will make sure she never forgets that. Her flustered skin had a sweet warmth that enveloped my tongue, and every time I make her moan- it burns something in me, driving me wild with my Y/n. I open my mouth and press my lips on the back of her neck and deliberately suck there where it would make her heart pound for me.

Only for me.

As I suck, I begin swinging my tongue as her sensitive skin burns on my tongue, throwing my Y/n into a moaning mess.

"Oh Lucifer stop~ I'm not...ah..ready!"

" if you're not ready, I will make you ready" I smirk into her flushed neck as I lay behind her, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her so close that I feel her fluffy ass ride my dick. This time I almost moan by the way her ass moves on my dick because of her body reacting as I grope her.

Y/n's POV:

My body wriggles against Lucifer as I feel his dick between my hips. His words "ill make you ready" plays in my mind and terrifies me but also entices me at the same time...ive never felt this way, his every touch kills me but also gives me life.

His large hands slither up my stomach, up and up until they grasp my breasts firmly. Lucifer starts to massage each of breasts, making me whimper and flinch. He so maliciously indulges in me, the feeling of his hands curled onto my breasts caressing them in the most sinuous manner weaked my entire body.

"Aaah... Luucifer....H..haah ....noo! Ooh Lucifeeer..."

I cant help but moan in that lewd way, my voice sound so drunk as beg him to stop but I don't want him to stop. Nobody ever made me feel this way and nobody ever could...his hands massage my breasts back, forth , in circular motion so passionately.....before i could realise my soul drifted into the pure ecstasy of his touch.

" Lucifeeer....stoop~.." I let out in pleasure.

No matter how much I beg him to stop, I never really want this to end. In fact, I want him to be even more swift and intense as I plead for respite.

"Call me master " he commands in his authoritative deep voice, the one that weakens my legs.

"Yes master...."

"Good girl " He grins as he squeezes my breasts and I lose it.

" h-hey d-dont squeeze them!"

" does that hurt baby?" He mumbles under his breath and I'm surprised by how gentle he is - it melts me.

His hands squeeze them more gently making my lower back push backwards against him, his muscular body against my back and his cock rocking between my hips. Passion overwhelmed me as my body desired to feel all of him.

I turn to face him and throw my arms around his broad shoulders, leaning on his muscular frame as I press my lips onto his, eloping him in my kiss. Shock flashes over his face and he gets totally caught off guard until seconds later the tension breaks and he returns my favour : his powerful hands grab my hips as he kisses me back deep with our tongues slowly twisting with each other. His taste burned on my tongue as it slid deep inside his mouth, exploring every inch of it. Feeling playful, I slam his tongue with mine and bite it, teasing him with my little tongue fight. But he knows better how to take me down. His hand slys onto my breast and his fingers pinches my nipple instantly reminding me who's in control as I quickly pull away from the kiss trying to catch my breath.

That was so unexpected.

Lucifer shifts himself on top of me, trapping me again beneath him. A demonic smirk flashes on his handsome features

"Now that you're ready, I dont have to hold back anymore"

My eyes almost bulge out at that

"You were holding back ?!"

"Hehe, not anymore"

Adjusting himself over my crotch, Lucifer pulls down his pants revealing his huge dick. My cheeks flush at the view, I wonder how he was going to penetrate me with that ... he lunges into me, thrusting it inside my vagina deeper and deeper until the world starts to blur and I groan in painful pleasure. He swiftly thrusts and pulls back his dick, in and out, pounding inside me. My breath shortens every time he pounds with his dick as I plead and beg him to stop just for a moment

"Ooh m-masteer...aaah...haaah s-stop!...noo! "

But he shows no mercy. Lucifer continues to punish me ruthlessly, making me scream in a mix of agony and pure excitement as his cock vibrates harshly inside me. He thrusts deeper with his vibrating dick, making me groan, scream and grunt uncontrollably ...

(To be continued)

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Mischievous Little Sheep (part 1)

Warning: sexually explicit, not for under 18 people, NSFW

Shy mc x Dominant Lucifer!

Y/N's POV:

Today, I accidentally created a potion that can turn anything into a cat and make it meow. Ever since the rowdy demon brothers learned about it, they’ve been cooking up a prank to taunt their eldest brother. Satan and Belphie were overjoyed by the idea of my potion making Lucifer meow like a tiny, pathetic little kitty. How delightful would it be to harass that prideful demon in such a way? They named it “The Ultimate Luci-Cat Prank.”

At night, Satan, Belphie, and Mammon gather in my room to finalize the plan. Before trying it on Lucifer, I use Mammon as a guinea pig to see if the potion actually works. Now, he's meowing relentlessly after every single word. It’s annoyingly adorable.

Mammon: "Y/N! Meow listen up! You have to do this, meow! Turn Lucifer into a cat, meow! And take a video of him, meow! We'll post it on Devilgram for the entire school to see, meow! Muahahhahaha, meow! We're gonna make a total fool outta him, meow!!!"

Belphie: "You're the one who's making a fool out of yourself, Mammon..."

I walk toward Lucifer's room, nervously clutching the vial in my hands. My mind races, imagining the dark consequences I’ll face if I fail to turn Avatar of Pride into a feline.

I knock softly.

Lucifer: "Hm? Come in... Oh, it's you, Y/N. Need something?"

Y/N (stammering): "I—why don't you take a break?"

Lucifer: "Actually, I just so happen to be taking one right now."

Y/N: "Here, why don't you try some of this?"

I hand over the potion, swallowing down my anxiety and praying to the Devildom that it works.

Lucifer: "I usually prefer something cold, but this is good for a change. Thank you."

Lucifer drinks the entire bottle. I wait eagerly for the potion to take effect, but nothing changes. I end up staring intensely, searching his face for even a glimpse of a feline transformation.

Lucifer: "What is it? Is there something on my face?"

Y/N: "Don't you... feel any different?"

Lucifer: "No? Am I supposed to?... Ah. Are you waiting for your potion to take effect?"

FUCK!

Lucifer: "Well, you're wasting your time. Potions like these don't work on me. You see, I possess a natural resistance to standard elixirs. If you want me to fall victim to a prank like this, you'd need something far more powerful. Something on the level of Gold Hellfire Newt Syrup... So tell me, how would you prefer to be punished?"

A sharp loud gasp catches in my throat at the word punished.

Lucifer: "You can spend the night in bed with me... or you can sit on my lap and pretend to be a cat until I've decided I've had enough... or you can meow for me in the cutest voice you can manage. Just this once, I'll let you choose your own punishment."

My heart pounds violently against my ribs. My face burns a furious, crimson red.

Did he really just give me those options? Spend the night in his bed?! Is he going to FUCK ME ?!?!

I feel my heart throb in my chest with every thought of Lucifer stripping naked crossing and sexing me crossing my mind

Calm down, Y/N, there are other options! I don't have to sleep with him! But looking at his sultry, knowing smirk, the other choices feel just as impossible. I am far too embarrassed to sit on his lap or meow like a pet. The way his dark eyes leer at my body deems me already caught. I am entirely preyed upon by my own mischief. I just want to run.

Y/N: "A-ah! I—I'm so sorry, Lucifer, but I can't!"

I spin on my heel and bolt for the exit, desperate to escape the punishment . But that demon's speed is unmatched. Just as my fingers brush the cold metal of the doorknob, his massive hand slams against the door right in front of my face. I gasp as my heart stops .

"Just where do you think you're going, hm?" he scowls, his voice dropping into a menacing, predatory register.

My breath hitches as the distinct click of the lock echoes through the quiet room. I'm doomed. Facing him makes my pulse throb in my ears. I try to back away, slipping in the opposite direction until the stone wall blocks my retreat. There is no escape.

Lucifer stalks toward me, his large, imposing figure completely shadowing over me like a hunter cornering it's helpless prey. He bangs his arms on both sides of my head, trapping me against the wall. He inches closer, his face so near that our lips would brush if he breathed too deeply.

His thighs effortlessly trap me between his legs, my already flustered cheeks burn hotter against his breath.

Lucifer: "I let you choose your own punishment for once. Only once. But you wasted it. Now, I will punish you according to my own desires... all night long, until the break of dawn. You're all mine, Y/N."

He growls low in his throat, a dark, demonic grin stretching across his handsome features. Locked in his gaze, I am completely hypnotized, suspended in a mix of thrill, uncertainty, and intoxicating fear. Before I can process his proximity, he shifts, pressing his crotch against mine. I flinch, backing as flat against the wall as possible, only to feel his large hand slide down my ass.

One of his hand grips my waist to keep me balanced, while the other cups my soft ass. He slowly sways his palm, tracing my curves, making me feel utterly vulnerable . The friction of his hand against my ass feels so intense that a soft moan slips past my lips. I try not to whimper until he squeezes it firmly, making my knees buckle in surrenderance.

Y/N: "A-ah... Lucifer...!"

Lucifer: "Let's continue this on my bed."

He pulls me by the waist, effortlessly slinging me over his broad shoulder. A sharp gasp escapes me as his strong arms lock me in place. With every step he takes toward the mattress, dread pools in my stomach.

He drops me onto the dark, silky blankets. I scramble to sit up, only to find him looming over the edge of the bed with a predatory, sultry grin. With a swift blow he unbuttons his black shirt and drops it in the floor, revealing his sculpted , refined body. The shadows in his dimly lit room pool in the grooves of his abs and the ecthed lines of his chest, illuminating sparks inside me.

My bashful yet devouring eyes are drawn to his pale bare torso. I don't even realize how intensely I am leering at his muscular body until the sharp clink of his belt unbuckling snaps me out of my trance.

He crawls onto the bed, looming over me like a shadow. He presses his face into the crook of my neck, his hot breath sends a violent shiver down my spine.

Lucifer: "Need some help, little sheep?"

Masterfully dark and unpredictable as his hands begins to strip away my clothes, one by one. His eyes literally devour my breasts before he unclips my bra, leaving me completely bare beneath his gaze. My body entirely surrenders before my mind can even catch up and I sink back into the soft blankets, hopelessly trapped beneath him, staring up into his malicious red eyes.