Hey friend. Call me Libby. She/Her. Ace. 30. Minors dni. Occasional writer. Currently into Twisted Wonderland, Obey Me, and The Freak Circus. Also on AO3 under TheGhostInTheKitchen.
synopsis: you didn't know how to draw his attention, so his horns looked especially appealing... and his warning was ignored.
tags: mdni, suggestive, humor, harlequin is being an ass, relationship development.
wc: 1.5k.
⤖ part w. pierrot (click).
lying on his side, harlequin lazily scrolled through videos on your phone; he had the days off, that was why he’d moved into your apartment. he’d eaten through your entire food supply (no surprise there), stolen your clothes (he was lucky you wore oversized ones), and completely ignored you.
your light attempts to attract his attention by asking him to at least turn around and acknowledge your presence were brushed off by his irritated sigh and requests to leave him alone. he had guts, acting like he was the owner of this place when he was the one who barged in your small apartment without your permission (as he had said, he didn’t need one to be here).
anyway, you didn’t want to spend your night like this: sharing the bed with the monster who couldn’t even glanced at you. who couldn’t even talk to you because he was too busy watching some stupid videos on the phone that wasn’t his. it was a pure torture, really, but it was harlequin we were talking about. he was an obnoxious ass when he wanted to be, and even if sometimes he could actually spare mercy, most of the time you couldn’t stand him (romantically, but you wouldn’t admit it out loud).
“don’t you want to talk?” you murmur, making another attempt to start a conversation.
“no, i don’t,” he says, but his focused remains on the screen in front of his eyes.
fucking bastard with no shame.
snorting, you look at his back and wonder what else you can do in this incredibly stupid situation. you tried to force him into the conversation, you poked his side (and then spend about ten minutes with one of his tentacles around your wrist), and you even insulted him. none of these worked: it was like he was immune to your annoying self.
and then your gaze drifts to his horns – that’s the solution. when he first took off his hat and mask, he told you to avoid touching his horns. he didn’t give you a reason for this warning, but you decided not to push your luck. after all, it was harlequin – he didn’t lie (most of the time, once again), and you didn’t want to be tied by his tentacles (it happened more than once because you were acting like a brat and he didn’t know how to deal with it).
but now, it is the only remaining option. if he wants to act like a complete nasty joke, well, you’ll be nastier than him and eventually win this little game.
consequences of your dangerous actions will be damned, you’re as reckless as harlequin when time demands.
so, as you stretch your arm and your fingers hover his horns, he jerks his shoulder and shoots you a disapproving, withering glance. it is enough to make you freeze and hesitate, because he does look dangerous when he has this fire in his emerald eyes.
“don’t,” harlequin says, and reluctantly, you withdraw your hand.
harlequin, hoping you're smart enough, he turns his attention back to your phone. he's watching yet another video of a kitten when you smile slyly. no, this time, you won’t back down. it's a matter of your honor and dignity. that’s why when he forgets about your presence yet again, you quickly raises your hand, taking advantage of the fact that he is distracted by cute little animals. and this time, he couldn't react. this time, you won.
your fingers wrap around his horn. the texture of that part of his body is... unusual. you can feel small, rough scales, but they aren’t hard. in fact, they feel rather pleasant to the touch. and harlequin doesn’t move. he freezes, but you, too elated by your victory, don’t notice that the beast is waiting to strike.
and you doesn’t notice his reaction too, which is a great mistake. harlequin doesn’t even try to hide the way his body shivers every time when you run your fingers up and down his horn. he’s struggling here, he’s trying to ignore this body’s reaction when you snuggle closer.
with your chest practically pressed against his back, you keep playing. you keep touching his horns, making it impossible for him to hold back. but, once again, why should he hold back? being a straightforward mess is a part of his personality, and you’ve been warned before. now you can be punished for disobidience.
or maybe that’s what harlequin tells himself as the heat of desire spreads through his body. he takes a deep breath, but the sweet bliss of pleasure has paralyzed him. he feels good. too good.
it’s sickeningly good. the fact that a single touch has turned him into a puddle. the feelings of your hand cupping his horn. fuck, he wishes your hand would cup something else instead. he swears your gentle fingers would look so much better around his throbbing dick, and the mere thought makes him groan and come out of a trance.
moving with the inhuman speed, harlequin looms over you, and you can’t help but swallow nervously, seeing the glint of intense desire in his eyes. this gaze can’t be mistaken for something else – he looked like that when he did nothing but sought pleasure.
and if you thought you were oh so funny, teasing him like that, then he had to show you how funny he can be.
“having fun, aren’t we, darling?” he muses, his tongue darts our as he leans dangerously closer to be able to see the flickers of emotions written all over your face. “didn’t i tell you to behave?”
“did you just call me disobedient again?” you chuckle, regaining your composure quickly. you underestimated his condition – as usual, your interaction is nothing but a big joke for you, expect for the fact than one person here isn’t laughing. “at least i know how to draw your attention”.
as to emphasize your point, you bring your second hand to his horn, enveloping this part of his body in your warm. you caress them tenderly, giggling under your breath as harlequin’s lips open. he’s about to moan – pathetically, shamelessly, but he holds back. he’s better than that. he won’t ever whimper like a fucking whore just because some stupid reckless human got too touchy.
even if this human makes him feel things he didn’t know was even possible. no one dared to push their luck with him – harlequin dominated over all those people he shared the bed with, but you were an exception. he let you rile him up for the fun of it and he was ready to strike in any moment.
too bad it was too late to stop now.
“oh, my dangerous dear,” harlequin hums, two soft, wet tentacles touch your thighs, spreading them wider and making a room for him. “trust me, you have more than my attention now”.
“more?” you gulp as harlequin presses his groin against your closed pussy, leaving no doubt about his physical reaction to your touch. “wait, is it because…”
and now everything falls into place. and you, losing yourself for a moment, squeeze both his horns in your hands, and that’s when harlequin… hisses under his breath, burying his nose in your neck and taking a deep breath. eventually, your sweet smell only drives him crazy more and more.
oh, to hell with you and your delicate little hands. if you squeeze his horns one more time, he’ll cum right in his pants.
“yeah,” he chuckles, licking your delicious skin and making you shiver. “this part of my body is… especially sensitive, my dear. i warned you, didn’t i?”
dumbass. you couldn't have known he'd react like that. what a jerk. he didn't say a word. he didn't warn you at all! oh well... never mind. it's not like you're really against it.
after all, you caught harlequin's attention precisely because you were reckless.
“how sensitive are your horns?” you ask with interest as your fingernails slide gently lower.
you watch his every reaction with interest and feel his breathing gradually getting heavier and heavier. a blush spreads across his face, and god help you, but he’s on the verge.
“and don’t you feel how much?” harlequin hisses, his hips grind against your pussy, letting you feel how fucking much this ordeal is driving him completely crazy. “don’t worry, i’ll show you”.
the grip of his tentacles around your thighs tightens, and he presses his lips against the soft skin of your neck until your grip on his horns loosens.
well, at least you won. and now he’ll be all yours until morning.
You recently wrote about pervy things the 7 brothers do before they're in a relationship with MC. Could you please write about pervy things the OG side characters (Solomon, Simeon, Diavolo, Barbatos) do? 👀
⛓️Pervy Things the Side Characters do Before Dating ⛓️
The Demon Brother's version is: Here
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Featuring: The OG Dateables (Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, Simeon)
CW: Perversion, arousal, needy and weird behaviour, a bit stalker-ish in Barbatos' and Solomon's part | MDNI!
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Diavolo:
⟶ He gets kind of needy for your attention. With his power, he can easily make it look like you need to stay at the castle for safety reasons, even if the brothers know you're totally fine. Diavolo gets a bit possessive, which honestly scares nearly everybody in the game. Only Barbatos would have that kind of power to stop him and talk some sense into the prince.
⟶ Heart jumps out of his body when you touch him. But not in the accidental way like brushing up against his arm when walking past him. But he'd actually melt if you hugged him or got very curious of his demon form.
⟶ Touching his arms, wings, or horns for too long would quickly arouse him, so he laughs awkwardly the entire time until you let up. He's got this wide, goofy grin on his face still, even if he's blushing, which makes it harder for him to hold back what he's truly feeling. Try praising him, it'll drive him crazy. Like nine times out of ten, he has to excuse himself to his chambers after that.
Barbatos:
⟶ Is near side every day, usually only leaving you be when you're sleeping or in the middle of classes. He practically follows you around everywhere and waits for you to ask for something you need. In fact, he watches any subtle gestures you do that could allude to something you wanted. It could be as simple as wrapping your arms around yourself briefly so he could offer you his jacket. It's endearing, yes, but also pretty worrying.
⟶ If Barbatos knew you had a thing for gloves or a voice likes his, he finds a way to subtly seduce you. This includes light touches, especially close to your face. He makes sure to drop his voice lower and whispers in your ear if you're doing alright and if you need anything. This butler just knows how to fluster you and send shivers down your spine, wanting to know if his voice has the same effect on you as yours does on him.
⟶ Barbatos would try to get you to have perverted thoughts about him, so he can tease you about them instead. Since he's superb at maintaining a straight face and is a terrifyingly good smooth talker, he could most likely get you to crush on him fast.
Simeon:
⟶ Being an angel, Simeon's most likely the least perverted out of the dateables. He knows how to properly court you like taking you on dates and giving you small gifts. Plus, he doesn't get much lewd thoughts before you two are in an actual relationship. Simeon is a gentleman.
⟶ The only thing that might be considered perverted would be that he gets slightly more handsy. And all he really does is keep a hand on your shoulder or back if you're comfortable with it when walking through crowds or busy roads. His hands are so soft and warm, cradling your face to scan for bruises or anything else too.
⟶ The gifts he sends do become more personal though, which include things like foods made from recipes he knows you like. Which was something that could've been brought up years ago. Or he'd find a piece of jewelry or brooch with your favourite gemstone. He'd be blushing pretty hard if it was a suggestive necklace, but still wanting to give it to you since you'd like the design.
Solomon:
⟶ Like Barbatos, Solomon is a smooth talker as well and has a different vibe of confidence radiating from him. He takes pride in being the one to tutor you on magic and helping you become one of the strongest sorcerers possible. Some of the spells he teaches you could be considered pretty inappropriate though, like increasing your stamina or making yourself look more appealing to others to basically lure them in.
⟶ Would insist that certain kinds of positions would benefit your skills. He'd start with some small touches first, like holding hands for a spell. But he might start putting you in pretty suggestive stances so he can quote unquote "admire" your form.
⟶ Solomon's following you around the Devildom acting as a "helpful guide" and he knows to make every second count, especially when there's seven demon brothers ready to try and take you away from him. A part of him wishes he could keep you with him forever. He often jokes about that to you as well.
I think when Sakura publicly kisses you for the first time, it’s a shock to everyone - including him. He’s riding the high of winning a fight, and all of Bofurin is jumping around him, because it was a brutal one. They’re moving down the street like a school of fish, and you start running to meet them.
Sakura still has his adrenaline rushing, heart pounding in his ears, ribs bruised, nose crusted with dried blood. And he jogs to you, meeting you halfway. Before you ask even ask how he is, his hand cups the back of your neck and he drags you to him, mouth roughly sealing over yours. He’s grinning against your lips, tongue sweeping over yours, sucking and biting your lip and not hearing anything over his ears ringing.
But then he pulls away, and notices how wide your eyes are, and how silent it is on the street around him, and the fact that there is an open mouthed audience of young men behind him.
There is stunned silence for three whole seconds before his friends burst into ‘ooooooooh!’ And start hooting and hollering, and his whole face turns as red as a stop sign as his brain finally starts to take over again.
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