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i feel like now that we got girl dad cheol, we also need boy dad cheol 😭

only if you’re up for it ofc 🫶🏻

I'm glad that the cheol dad agenda never dies. thank you so so much for requesting this! I loved writing it so much so I hope you like it just as much

here's the link.

Hello ! Can I request a Joshua ff in which an old man ( yn's neighbour ) is too touchy with her and is taking advance of her shyness and respect?

Ive been dealing for some time with such a guy and is making me feel so frustrated and nervous .😣

Write it only if u feel comfortable and feel inspired

anon I'm so sorry this was so delayed😭 I really needed to think this through because, like I mentioned, this is a sensitive topic, but I finally decided to post it, and i really really hope you like it.

also, although I'm glad you found a safe space here to talk about your trouble, I'm also really sorry you're having to go thru something like that and i really really urge you to inform someone about this, maybe parents or someone you trust!! you shouldn't have to deal w this alone!! but pls be strong!!

all my love to you anon <33

also, here's the link.

Hellooo! I loved boy dad cheol! In the same vein I’d like to request soonyoung as a girl dad! I see him mainly with a little ‘mini me’ son, but imagine him being absolutely WHIPPED for his little girl🥹😭

absolutely! i didn't really think I'd develop more into the 'dad series' but with the way it's moving i might just end up doing it. so you're definitely getting that "little 'mini me son" dad soonyoung too. idk when, but I will be working on it🥹

also, thank you so much for requesting. i hope you like it. here you go:

girl dad! soonyoung

Girl dad!Vernon next, please? 🫠

Hello anon!!

Thank you so much for the request, and I'm really sorry it took so long😭😭 but I really hope you like it~

Here you go: vernon as a girl dad

also, do lemme know your thoughts!

lova ya

:)

Hi! I’m the anon that had the request, please don’t be upset with yourself lovely, accidents happen.

The request was: Egon x fem!reader. The reader is a little shy and someone is flirting with her but she’s oblivious to it so she’s nice to them and then Egon gets jealous but doesn’t want to admit it out of embarrassment but he does and it’s fluffy and sweet.

I appreciate you guys so much, especially when you guys send reqs. It makes my day!

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Jealousy, Jealousy

Pairing: Egon Spengler x Fem!reader.

Description: above in request

Warnings: Jealous Egon, oblivious reader, bad communication.

“Oh my god Ray get that out of here please!” Y/n pleaded as she held her nose. The guys had just come back from a bust and they caught a few without getting slimed. With a huge smile Peter began making his way towards Y/n with a huge hug. He had been teasing her about something, meanwhile Egon was quietly putting the proton packs away with Winston at his side. Listening in, he heard how timid Y/n sounded while talking to Peter.

Quietly continuing, Egon began to make his way upstairs, everyone shortly following, mainly to see what everyone else was going to get to eat. Everyone chose a place to sit as Egon stood at the counter making himself a coffee. “So what are we eating tonight, since no one’s cooked” Peter started, as Y/n recalled. “I cooked yesterday, the most of you went out to get Chinese, Egon and Janine were the only ones that ate what I made” Y/n huffed as she sat back into the couch. “Okay okay, so what are we eating then?” Peter continued.

After he spoke, a jumble of words came out together as everyone recommended something. Egon and Y/n seemed to sigh at the same time. Leaning back into the small sofa, she began to look up at the ceiling and space out until everyone basically figured out what they were eating; Cheeseburgers.

Since no one else wanted to go, Y/n stood up and grabbed a notepad from the top of the fridge before going over to ask everyone their separate orders. Egon watched as she came up, small frown on her face. “Are you going to want some help with that on the way back?” “I’d really appreciate it, but it’s only if you don’t mind” She replied, not even bothering to ask Egon what he wanted, knowing he’d rather see the menu first.

Getting her things ready, she grabbed her cardigan and her bag, Egon watched her make sure she had everything as he out his own coat on. He often kept an eye on her, sort of as her protector. Clearing his throat he glanced over at the girl besides him as they began walking to the burger place. Between the two it had been sort of awkward on the walk to the restaurant, until Egon decided to speak up.

“How’ve you’ve been these days Y/n? I see you’re in and out now” Egon asks as she glanced up at him. “I’ve been well, busy. Janine has me running errands she can’t get to. And honestly I don’t mind it.” She responded before looking ahead once more. “Uh how’ve you been Egon?” She asked now, and he glanced at her with a quirk in his brow. “I’ve been alright. Studies are studies.” He replied and Y/n began to smile to herself. “Do you have any new experiments or anything going on?” She asked with full curiosity.

“I don’t believe so no, why?” He asked in response as Y/n looked up at him once more. “I was asking because I wanted to know if you didn’t mind me sitting in one day just to watch?” She replied with a small shrug and Egon looked forward to think for a moment. “Sure. I wouldn’t mind it, I think you’d be able to help if you’d like” He replied and Y/n nodded to herself.

Finally getting to the restaurant, Y/n looked around and pulled out the folded paper out of her pocket. She glanced over it a few times before she went up the the counter, pulling her wallet out as well. Egon went up besides her to tell his order, and she made sure she had enough to pay. She didn’t really bother to get drinks, only for herself and possibly one for Egon as well.

Going up to the drink fountain she began to fill her cup when someone had come up to her, tapping her on the shoulder. Surprised to say the least, she turned to look at the person. It was a boy around her age and he had this little look in his eyes. “Hi, I was just wondering if I’ve seen you around before you look oddly familiar?” The guy had began to ask and Y/n had the slightest confused look on her face.

“Uh no I don’t think I’ve seen you before, but it’s nice to meet you?” Y/n replied, sort of questioning the whole interaction. “I’m Daniel it’s nice to meet you?..” “Uh Y/n” She responded, shaking his hand timidly. She didn’t see Egon watching from the table he was waiting at. He had been watching her, and he didn’t like how nice she was being to the stranger, but it’s not like he could do anything. He was sort of jealous that she wasn’t talking to him the way she was to the new person.

“Are you here with someone?” Daniel asked her as Y/n sort of glanced over at Egon who had a cold stare at the boy. “Woah, is he your dad or something? Older brother?” “No no he’s not. He’s my coworker” She replied shyly as Daniel nodded, glancing back at Egon once more before scooting closer to Y/n. “Oh well, would you ever like to go out for lunch or dinner sometime? Maybe even come back to my place?” He asked and Y/n nodded slowly. “Oh uh… I’d have to see if I’m free, but I should get going” she said softly, walking back towards Egon before she was stopped.

“Oh of course, I’ll see you around” He says, handing her a small slip of paper. “Oh, Thank you” She said with a small smile, waving just as her order was called. Egon stood up and waited by the door as Y/n walked over with the food and their drinks, a small huff escaping her lips.

She quietly walked behind Egon, thinking to herself as to what all that fuss in the restaurant was about. She glanced up at him as his posture seemed to give away that he was thinking about something. Definitely nervous about something. She caught up to him, and stayed beside him, making sure not to get left behind once more.

She had gone back to thinking as they stopped in a corner, waiting to cross the street. Egon noticed her silence and looked over at her. “Penny for your thoughts?” He asked and Y/n looked over. “What was that in the restaurant?” She asked bluntly, sort of slouching as they waited. “What do you mean?” Egon asked, his eyebrow quirking once more.

“The cold stare, your quietness and the rush to get out of there” She said as the light switched for them to cross the street. “I didn’t like the way he looked, he seemed too nice. Nicer than Peter could be to any girl he lays his eyes on” He said. “Were you jealous?” She Asked, curious this time.

The question caught Egon by surprise, and he couldn’t respond. “I’m gonna take that as a yes” she murmured to quite literally no one. Egon still hadn’t said anything. “If you want to talk about it after we eat we can, but it’s only if you want to” she said as they had finally began to see the firehouse.

Egon stopped her in her tracks and she looked up at him, sort of avoiding eye contact. “We can talk about it. I wanna talk about it” He told her, pretty much holding her in place before realizing. Clearing his throat as he let her go, she cleared her throat as well before nodding. “Okay” She said before continuing the walk to the firehouse, Egon following behind her shortly after.

The walk back was sort of awkward between the two, so nothing else was said. When they stepped foot into the firehouse, Y/n called out to everyone that they had arrived, and they all rushed upstairs if they weren’t already up there. Setting the bags on the table she stayed with her own little bag and walked back to the couch where she was sat before she left.

Peter for some reason, almost always sensed the tension between between the two. “Aww did the two of you kiss?” He teased as Egon and Y/n, looked at him with an unimpressed face. “Shoot, I thought I was going to get you guys that time” He murmured to himself and Ray only chuckled to himself. Y/n quickly finished up her food and went into the lab to wait for Egon.

She sat at a somewhat empty desk, looking around the dimly lit place. It seemed comfortable, and homey to her. She stopped to stare down at the floor, thinking of what she’d say. Having been so lost in thought, she didn’t hear him come into the room where he had stopped in his tracks. “Y/n what are you doing here?” “You wanted to talk, so let’s talk” Y/n murmured and Egon nodded, pulling up a chair.

“What…Happened back there?” She asked softly and Egon took in a deep breath as he thought for a way to explain. But before he could speak, Y/n beat him to it. “No no.. were you jealous?” She asked this time, now glancing at him. He had been quietly pacing but had stopped once she asked the question. He looked back up at her meeting her eyes, a soft nod as he caved.

She had a feeling, but she didn’t know how to react since no one was ever jealous over her. She let out a small hum. The silence in the room grew heavy and neither of them knew what to say. Not thinking about it, Y/n had silently moved over and grasped Egon’s hand, pulling him over. “I don’t like that you’re quiet” Y/n murmured softly as she looked up at him. He frowned slightly and looked down at their hands which were still intertwined.

“Are you upset?” He asked quietly, looking up at her. “No, why would I be upset?” Y/n asked, tilting her head slightly and he let out a quiet breath. “It’s just your reaction to what I said” He added, looking away once again, feeling his cheeks heat up in embarrassment. “No egie I’m not upset” She replied, her voice softening as she tried to see his face clearly.

“Why were you jealous? you can talk to me, I won’t get upset” Y/n said softly, relaxing back into her position as he turned to look at her once again. Egon sighed, nervous to say what he was thinking. “You just seemed excited to be talking to someone else, and your smile was so bright, I couldn’t help but think that you could’ve gotten with him right there” He explained, looking above her face and into the wall behind her, wanting to avoid eye contact.

Y/n was let of surprised. “Oh no no no, I really really didn’t want to make it seem like that. It was awkward, and I just can’t help but smile. It’s like I don’t want to seem rude so it’s like, I don’t know” She said, her face becoming flushed as she looked around. “Wait. So you won’t be going out with him?” “Egon it was torture talking to that guy, he seems like another version of Peter” she murmured to herself and now it was Egon’s turn to be flustered, misunderstanding the entire situation.

“I am really sorry Y/n, I misunderstood and I didn’t really connect the dots.” He apologized, his head falling as he looked to the floor. Y/n turned to him and frowned softly, reaching over. Her hands were somewhat shaky over everything but she seemed to calm down as she reached up to place them on his face. The contact was enough to make Egon shudder as he slowly looked up at her. His ears were turning red, seeing as she held a promising face.

“Egon, I’m not upset at you, and I get it, misreading situations. It’s not your fault and I get it, it’s okay. Don’t beat yourself up over it” She said softly, looking right into his eyes. Y/n was feeling all kinds of emotions at that moment, and she was sure Egon could feel them too. He looked down once more as he placed on of his hands over hers, a small smile spreading to his face. “I don’t know if this is a bad time, but would you like to go… out sometime?..” Egon asked quietly, looking back up at her.

Seeing her already looking back at him, He saw the not so subtle nod she gave before he fully smiled and turned to kiss her palm gently, feeling a little more happier than usual, which was extremely happy.

“So a date huh?” Peter interrupted, standing in the doorway, ruining the moment. Y/n and Egon turned to him, unsurprised faces as he stood there grinning. “Peter I’m gonna give you ‘till three to get out” Egon said sternly, watching as Peter quickly scrambled to get out, shutting the door behind him. This reaction caused Y/n to giggle softly and Egon could’ve sworn he was in heaven.

Hi my loves. This request was long overdue, and I only recently finished because I finally got a little motivation and help to finish this off from a friend of mine and I wanted to thank you guys for being patient and so understanding about everything. You guys are wonderful, and I want you to know if you ever ever need anything, even someone to listen to you, I am here. I always will be. You are loved, you will always be loved.

I love you all, thank you so much for reading and being so extra patient with me, I hope you enjoyed!!

The requests are still coming out I have just been super duper busy, I promise. Love yall <3

Teasing the Demon Brothers(Satan)♡

NSFW Minors dni

Warnings: DOM/TOP reader + SUB/BOTTOM character + AFAB reader but is referred to with the title of "sir" + feminization + humiliation + threat of public humiliation + pegging + use of cockcage + consensual filming + semi-public sex + aftercare

Word Count: 3019

A/n: Okay, I've finally got to time to do this! Because I couldn't choose, I'm going to do both orgasm control and overstimulation. Not only that, but you didn't specify what sex and gender you wanted the reader to be. I hope AFAB reader is fine, but if not, I can remake the fic with a few tweaks to make it gn or AMAB reader. This will be a part of my "Teasing the Demon Brothers" series, I hope you guys enjoy it

Satan♡

Satan absolutely loved the way you treated him. As lovers, the two of you were just…as in love as the two of you could be. You would sometimes hold hands as you walked down the road, share the same drink at your favorite cat cafe, having him sleep against your shoulder as you read a book, it was all wonderful. But sometimes, the two of you would do something that you wouldn’t find most couples doing..

Today, the two of you decided to visit a mall in the human world. As you walked through the mall with your boyfriend, you found him clinging onto your arm, squeezing it at times. He would sometimes tremble slightly as the two of you walked, and it would always make a little snicker come out of your mouth. People would sometimes stare at you, causing Satan to look down at the floor, but you didn’t mind it too much.

During a stop at a boba stand, the cashier gave the two of you a compliment. Motioning to you, she said, “Is that your girlfriend? If so, you two are such a cute couple.” Satan let out a tiny gasp as he clung onto you even closer. “Thank you,” you replied. “And yeah, she is my girlfriend. She doesn’t talk too much though.” The cashier let out a laugh, telling you about her own girlfriend. It was no surprise that she thought that your boyfriend was a girl.

Today, you had Satan dressed up in a cute outfit: a pale blue blouse with puffy sleeves and a red ribbon around the collar. At the end of his sleeves, his nails were painted white, decorated with cat stickers. He wore a blue plaid skirt with white ruffles underneath it. It was a bit too short on him, but you didn't get any verbal complaints for him. White, thigh length stockings decorated your boyfriend’s legs. Brown knee-high boots covered the rest of Satan's legs, the small platforms on the bottom making him a bit taller than usual. Around his neck was a white choker, a heart-shaped pendant attached to it.

You had paid extra attention to Satan’s face. You did his eyeliner for him, giving him neatly done wings and gave him more volume to his lashes. Since you wanted to be extra, you gave him pretty heart stickers to put under his eyelids, adding a little bit of sparkly blush to them. You applied a pale lip gloss color to Satan’s lips, making them perfect for kissing. Lastly, you put a longer wig with wavy twin tails on him, completing the final look.

When you look at Satan now, you can’t help but feel a sense of pride from making him look so pretty and so erotic. The makeup complimented his natural features and the frilly skirt he was wearing made you want to ravish him completely. You almost regretted taking your boyfriend out today due to the fact that you would have to wait a few hours before being able to touch him. Now, while you couldn’t touch him, you still had a good way of tormenting him.

Right before the two of you left for the mall, you had slipped a vibrator inside of Satan(you also made him cum two times). He had pleaded with you to not keep the vibrator because he knew that he would get too excited easily, so you added a cockcage to make sure that he didn’t get hard in public. It wasn’t easy putting the cockcage on him because while no one would know if he was getting hard because it would be impossible, it was still so frustrating to Satan. He wouldn’t be able to get hard, which meant not being able to cum. You only found this amusing. If you couldn’t touch him, it was only fair that he couldn’t touch himself too, no?

Throughout the trip to the mall, you would turn the vibrator on from time to time, startling poor Satan, causing him to jump or cling on to you, waiting for the vibrations to stop as his voice got too loud. Even when the two of you were talking to that friendly cashier, you had turned on the vibrator, causing him to try to stay as mute as possible so that the cashier couldn’t catch onto his predicament. Still, he let out a gasp that was too loud in your opinion, causing you to secretly glare at him, quickly turning the vibrator off.

Satan should have been relieved that you were turning the vibrator off, but he knew you better than that. As the two of you continued to explore the mall, Satan was antsy, waiting for the next time that you would turn on the vibrator. Yet you never did.

Satan should have been relieved that you were turning the vibrator off, but he knew you better than that. As the two of you continued to explore the mall, Satan was antsy, waiting for the next time that you would turn on the vibrator. But you never did.

Your last stop at the mall was a pretty store with many different varieties that you just had to stop and take a look. As the two of you were browsing the store, your boyfriend had almost forgotten that he had that vibrator inside of him or had a cage restraining his cock. Once the two of you had picked out some clothes, you led Satan to the dressing room. The women’s dressing room.

Satan was a bit nervous, forgetting that he could pass as a girl now and considering the fact that he usually doesn’t go into the women’s changing room. Nevertheless, you shoved him into the dressing room, locking the door behind you. The dressing room was a little bit over a medium size, only one stall and was made for 1-2 people to be in. Pushing one of the outfits that you chose for him and ushered him inside the stall.

A few minutes after Satan went inside the stall, you came with an idea. Coming up to the door, you knocked a few times. “Satan, are you done yet?”

“If I was, don’t you think I would be out yet,” Satan called out, an exasperated tone showing in his reply. “Besides, I’m still taking off my clothes.” You knocked on the door again. “Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed light and cheery, but something about it made your boyfriend shiver. “What do you mean let you in? I told you, I’m still taking off my clothes.” 

“Satan, let me in.” Your voice seemed more demanding this time. Satan went silent for a few seconds, and opened the door. When you could finally see his body fully, you had to stop yourself from jumping on him right then and there. 

The first thing your eyes were drawn to was Satan's shirt. It was halfway unbuttoned, down to his navel. Where you would have seen your boyfriend’s nipples were instead covered up by a lacy, light pink bralette. Your eyes traveled lower, to his thighs. He still had his skirt on, but it was lowered a bit so that you could see his panties peeking out a bit. His boots were off, one of his stockings was pulled down to his ankle, but the other one was still fully on, making a mouth watering sight. You pulled your eyes up to see Satan’s face. He was furiously blushing as you were unabashedly checking him out.

Finally done with your inspection, you looked Satan straight in the eyes, a small smirk growing on your face. “You’ve been in there for a while, Satan,” you sneered. “Mind telling me why you’re not fully undressed?”

“...” Silence.

“Don’t tell me,” you started. “You were staring at yourself in the mirror? Were you so mesmerized by your new look?” Satan turned away from you, his blush spreading. “That’s not it…” he said in a small voice, despite the fact that you both knew it was a lie. “You don’t need to lie, dear. I guess you really enjoyed my make-over. "So,” your voice suddenly took on a serious tone. “How about you let me help you undress, hm?” Satan stayed quiet for a bit before startlingly clinging onto your arms, causing you to be taken aback a bit. “Please…” he pleaded, his lips trembling as tears gathered in his eyes. “Please touch me!”

“Slow down there, I’m not going anywhere,” you began, as your eyes darkened. “But…what if I do? Will you follow me out of here like a lost puppy?” You could see your boyfriend about to interject, but you narrowed your eyes, warning him to stay quiet. “What if…what if I let you cum here, but you’re too loud? The customers and employees will know everything that happened in here. Are you going to walk out of here and face all their judging stares?” By the time you finished speaking, Satan clung onto your arms even tighter as he imagined the scenario you were presenting. What if that happened? What if I walked out, knowing I was so loud, having everyone judge me? Just thinking about it… Just the thought of being found out caused Satan to rub his thighs together, an action not gone unnoticed by you.

“Well, Satan, let’s start! Do you want me to start taking off your shirt, or your skirt? Your choice,” you piped up, your voice taking a sharp turn and becoming cheery. “Please, Y/n, just touch me,” Satan begged, his tears about to fall as his grip on you wavered. “Okay, skirt it is then!” you ignored his pleas, shrugging off his hands from you. You pressed yourself against your boyfriend, slowly taking off his skirt. Satan whined under his breath as you went so painstakingly slow. “C’mon, faster!” he urged. You sighed. “Fine then,” you said, your tone making Satan even more nervous. “Since you clearly want to go faster, turn around for me and face the mirror. I want you to put your hands on the wall with it.” 

Satan’s eyes widened as he realized what you wanted him to do. Obediently, he turned away from you and faced the mirror, placing his hands on the wall. He was silent as he waited for your orders, but was only met by your silence as well. “Hey, Satan, can I take a picture? I really like this angle,” you said after a while. “...Fine,” Satan lowered his head in embarrassment as he heard the shutter of your phone. Of course you had to have your camera at max volume. Suddenly, he remembered how short his skirt was. “Oh, Satan, your panties are so cute from this angle,” you exclaimed. It was like you were reading what was on your boyfriend's mind. “Too bad it’s not completely visible. Still though, it’s pretty erotic considering how half of your underwear is showing right now. I knew I picked the right color! Pink really suits you.”

How can they talk about this like an everyday conversation? Satan felt so exposed under you. He could feel his body getting hotter by the second. His poor cock in its cage had began to throb long ago. Satan really couldn’t take this torture any longer. “Please Y/n…” your boyfriend called out softly. “Please touch me, I-I’ve been a good boy!” Satan was getting very desperate now. “Oh come on, Satan. It’s only been like, what, 10 minutes,” you rolled your eyes. “Besides, I haven’t only been leaving you untouched just to mess with you. I think you forgot who I am to you.” 

Oh. Of course. How could he have forgotten? “Please S-sir…I’ve been a good boy for you Sir. Will you please touch me!” Satan turned his head and was elated by the fact that you seemed satisfied. And you were. It felt so empowering to have the fourth strongest demon brother in the Devildom at your mercy, crying for your touch. “Well, Satan, since you asked so nicely, of course!” you said, getting closer until you were right behind him. You lifted up his skirt completely and pulled his panties to the side, revealing the purple plug nested inside of him.

“...Aren’t you going to take the underwear off?” Satan asked nervously. “Nah,” you replied casually. “I’m gonna keep it right here,” you pushed on the plug without warning, eliciting a sharp gasp from your boyfriend. You had been nice enough this whole time to not turn on the vibrating plug, but you decided that now was the time. Reaching for the remote in your pocket, you set the vibrator to a low setting. “Ah—” Satan cut himself off by slapping his hand over his mouth. Despite the vibrator being at a low setting, your boyfriend still had to muffle his moans, and boy, was that pathetic to you.

“Come on Satan, I haven’t even gotten to the higher settings and you’re already moaning. This is just sad to see.” Satan whined, muffled by his hand. “Actually, move your hand away, dear. I want to hear the sounds that you make.” Satan hesitated at first, then reluctantly removed his hand from. “Good boy,” you raised the vibrator’s level to the highest setting without any warning. “O-Oh! Y/n—S-Sir, please–MnngGHH!” Satan couldn’t hold back his filthy cries any longer. Oh how he wished you would take that cage off him. He wanted to cum so badly, but the cage wouldn’t allow him. It was driving him crazy!

“Hahh, Sir! Pl–AnngGH! Ngh! Please, the c-cage,” Satan begged, his moans disrupting the flow of his sentence. “You want the cage off,” you taunted, waving the key to the cage in his face. He nodded desperately. “Fine then, but you need to cum a different way then.” You unlocked the cage on your boyfriend’s cock, causing him to sigh in relief. Before he could cum, you grabbed the base of his cock, ruining his orgasm. “...Huh? B-but why Sir?” Satan sobbed. All that torturous pleasure and he wasn’t even able to cum in the end. “Relax, Satan,” you rolled your eyes. You took a cockring out of your bag and slipped it on his still hard dick. “You can still cum, even with a ring on, but it’ll be a bit difficult–” you paused in the middle of your sentence to get something else out of your bag. You were taking a while, so Satan looked behind him. He was greeted with the image of you wearing a 9-inch(at least he thinks so) dildo harnessed to your waist. You had a small bottle of lube in your hand and you were already opening it.

“Today is your lucky day, Satan,” you claimed. “You’ll have to wait even longer to cum now,” you had a sadistic look in your eyes. “I’m not luck—Unghh!” You cut Satan off by plunging your lube coated fingers inside of him. Your fingers scissored his insides, loosening him up for your strap. “Hahh, S-sir, hur—Annhhgg, hurry up please!” Satan pleaded. You had been purposefully slow and avoiding his prostate—it was torturing him! “Sir! I’m ready for you to–Oh! To fuck me!” You finally decided to take a little bit of mercy on your poor boyfriend and take your fingers out of his ass. “Well, I hope you’re ready, Satan,” you said as you placed the tip of your strap at his entrance. You began slowly pushing into him, causing Satan to whimper as he tried to grasp at anything to steady himself. All nine inches of the dildo was finally inside of him and it was driving him mad. “Gghhhgh…S-Sir…I can feel it—mnghh… inside me. It’s f-filling me up~” Satan mumbled half to himself, a delirious smile on his face.

Unable to restrain yourself, you began to roughly thrust your strap into your boyfriend, causing him to let out loud, unrestrained moans. “Shut up,” you hissed. “You don’t want others to hear us, do you?” you wrapped your hands around Satan’s throat, startling him and causing him to choke as you picked your pace. “GgHHKK—S-si-UunnGHHhh!” Satan’s eyes rolled back into his head as he tried his best to collect his thoughts while you continued with your harsh pace. He would have cum already, if it hadn’t been for that ring on his cock! “Come on, Satan, cum,” you taunted as if reading his thoughts. “You can cum with the ring on with the right kind of stimulation!” you tightened your grip on his throat as you began to bite the outer shell of Satan’s ear.

He couldn't stand it. Even though your hands had already left his throat, they had sneaked under his bralette and were now busy playing with his nipples, pulling on them until they become red. Satan keeps whining that it’s too much and that it won’t be possible for him to. Yet you keep on pushing him to do it! As you continue to thrust into him, he feels the climbing feeling of his orgasm coming back again. He could feel it multiple times when you were touching him, but it felt different this time. Like he would actually have a proper orgasm. “W-wait…sh-shlow–MMmnnGHhKK! H-hahh, Sir~! Feeshls like m’ gonna…” your poor boyfriend slurred as he tried to voice his thoughts, being interrupted by his own moans. “I said you could have an orgasm,” you said in a triumphant voice. Then you grabbed Satan by the face and leaned close into his ear.

“Cum for me, Satan. I know you can. do it”

That’s all he needed to cum. Satan let out a long wail as he shook violently, his long-awaited orgasm washing over him. Finally, he stopped moving and you set him down on the bench and began to admire your work. Satan’s makeup was ruined, his mascara and eyeliner running, lipgloss smudged, but it made him look even more appetizing. His clothes were still partially on but were a bit wrinkled and frazzled. Once you finished looking over your boyfriend’s wrecked body, you turned to get some wipes and water for him. Satan was still conscious, but barely. As you ran the wipes all over his body, you kissed him all over, whispering sweet praise whether he was listening or not. He seemed to have heard based on the way that he was slightly humming. Once you were done, you gave him some greatly needed water and kissed on the top of his head while he nuzzled your touch.

“Good job, Satan. Now don’t be surprised if we get kicked out of the mall though."