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Breeder Leviathan brainrot/propaganda

Cw: breeding, Marathon sex, overstimulation

Whb Leviathan x AFAB!reader

Tight pussy squeezing him so good. All he could hear was your sweet delicious moans and the slapping of his balls at a constant and relentless pace.

'PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP'

With your legs over his shoulders, he continues to hit deep, filling you with each wet thrust pushing his cum deeper as his cock threatens to shoot more. Leviathan stills his hips, His eyes rolling back despite how much he had come for you; his balls still managed the squeeze another load because he pressed the head of his dick against your cervix, making sure you drank every last drop.

You feel so good even now your hungry cunt still milks him. His brain is melting under all the pleasure; it feels so good to let go. He doesn't even remember why He was mad at you before.

"more... More. more. More! MORE!"

You swore out of the tears and stars in your eyes you can see hearts in Levi's as he gives you a crazed look.

"Amma make sure it takes, fuck a baby into you before anyone else!"

"everyone else will be jealous of me seeing your stomach round with my child!"

Just a thought of you swelling with his child already is making him close, and by the way you clamp down on him, you feel the same.

"O-oh! You like that? Do you like being a womb for me?? Oh fuck! I'm cumming again; take it all! Take it!"

This would be so embarrassing irl but I’m eating this shit up

🪶 anon here! Can I request NSFW headcanons for 5 WHB Kings finding their gn s/o masturbating while calling his name please?

Hello 🪶 anon! I will be happy to do these headcannons for you!

Whb Kings catching gn!S/o moaning their name while masturbating.

Satan

At first he would be trying to look for you. After Sitri told him that you seem to have stepped away somewhere, alone. Annoyance bubbling within him, melting into anger as he power walks down the pristine Halls. He swears if it's Leviathan or Mammon or Beelze-fucker he's going to-

A sound cuts him out of his thoughts. He knows that sound... It is you and it's familiar. Coming toward your room your door not fully closed all the way He takes a peek. His red eyes widen at the sight your fingers desperately trying to give yourself pleasure. Your muffled squeaks are adorable, the smell of your arousal heavily addicting. Yes he could barge into your room and pounce on you but. Why do that? He could fuck you any day he wants... But watching you like this? This will never happen again.

Mammon

So he watched you closely His breath low and heavy, His hand sliding into his pants to palm his erection. He even tries to follow your hand. However, he changed his mind when his name slipped from your lips, flinging open the door so hard it smashed off its hinges.

Before you can even react or even think he ripped off his own clothes grabbing you by the legs before putting it over his shoulders. He's going to make you scream his name evenn louder than your little cute whimpers.

Masturbating or not, he barges in; even as you cover yourself, it's already too late. He has seen everything. And he looks hurt? "Master, if you need me, you could have said so..." Is he not pleasuring you enough where you have to resort to your own hand? No, that will not do. He immediately climbs into your bed, taking your fingers stained with your juices and putting them into his mouth.

"how many times do I have to remind you that I'm yours to do as you please?" He gives you a smile. He's going to have to fuck you even better so good that you'll never have to use your hands again. Perhaps you would want more than just him? Maybe he should call Bimet, Eligos, and Valefor...

Leviathan

Your modesty is as annoying as it is cute. He shall beat it out of you with his dick if he has to. When will you learn that you deserve to be spoiled?

However, before he gives himself to you, He thought to give you a little punishment. In exchange for his cock you are going to tell him all the little lustful thoughts you were having when you were moaning his name. Desires that he will definitely make come true one day

He should be the only one fucking you. However a surge of satisfaction (and a raging boner) runs through him knowing that you were calling his name. And to his knowledge He is the only one watching... He is the only one who saw you like this!

A part of him wants to make himself known, as with each shutter and gasp of his name, Levi whimpers back, wondering what kind of filthy fantasies you could be having to make you react like that; he should be the only one touching you like that! Whatever your fictional version of him is doing, He could probably do that and more! It doesn't have to be a fantasy when you have him!

Beelzebub

But of course he can't just barge in, slap your hand away, and bring himself in between your plush thighs where he belongs. Because that would mean him admitting that he likes you or would want to do that. So he's just going to stand there and watch pathetically stroking his cock in jealousy and wanting.

He should forbid you to ever touch yourself when you're in Hades... He fell apart so quickly with his own hand just by watching you. He doesn't want a hand to go near your privates ever again if it's not his!

Seeing you touch yourself is already irresistible The smell of your arousal filling the air, already guiding him toward you. His mouth is drooling, hungry for the taste of you. And as your soft lips are out his name, He loses it. Hope you're prepared to not walk for the next few days.

"did you miss me that much that your little fingers are making you messy? Don't worry I'm here," He says with a sly smile. The first thing he does is put his mouth on, already messy and wet from your previous solo play. Nice and ready for him to taste. Eating you out after masturbation is probably going to have to be his favorite thing to do from now on. You smell of musk and sex And you taste so good.

Lucifer

He will fuck you silly and doggy while you watch one of his clones masturbate and call you out by your name. That's the clone's cock twitches and jumps as they whimper for you. Beel Go whisper things into your ear. "Do you like watching me get off to us? This is what you do to me"

Beelzebub will even have his clone sniff into your soiled underwear trying to chase his own orgasm. And he could feel and smell everything his clone was doing. He could even feel the arousal from his clone from you watching him.

He will come in straight-faced sit across from you and then say, "I didn't say you could stop."He urges you to continue where you left off. He watches you intently And you feel and nervous rush. "Be not afraid child of Adam do what you are doing before." If it makes you feel less nervous he takes off his own pants his own erection springing into the air.

He watches you intently as you continue taking note on how your fingers and hand play with yourself. As much as it is hot to see you defile yourself it's a great opportunity to learn how to pleasure you. He will take note on every small reaction, every time you clench or buck your hips up.

When the throbbing becomes too much to bear He touches himself now the both of you are masturbating watching each other. He tries to urge you to tell him what you're thinking about earlier when you moaned his name.

When Lucifer feels close he'll come closer, still stroking himself until he's practically over you, one hand still vigorously stroking. He hopes you watch, watch how he pleasures himself, how his hand squeezes and runs over the tip of his cock. Until his cum coats your hand and your bottom half. And that's when he'll touch you smearing his seed all over where you were touching.

Sitri NSFW alphabet would be nice, can I ask for one, please 🥺?

Sitri NSFW ALPHABET HCS

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Sitri is so soft when it comes to aftercare, You could practically see hearts and his eyes when he holds you close and kisses you. He asks you It was good or if he was to rougher, or if you would like him to be rougher. Whispering Sweet nothings and about how perfect you are. After sex he always wants to be close to you to hear your heart beats slowly thrum until he falls asleep. Any wounds he may have given you he will be the first to patch up He wants you to know that as much as he'll hurt you consensually, he will care for and pamper.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

His favorite body part are his arms. And his chest. Always trying to puff out his chest to you like a peacock always wanting to show off He wants you to find him physically attractive.

His favorite body part on you are your thighs He likes the way they sway when you walk He likes how plumb and squeezable they are, please strangle him with your thighs And don't let go until he could hear your heart beat through them

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Seeing his cum on you drives him a new level of crazy. He's a possessive boi and he wants his mark on you. There's nothing like seeing you're out of breath fucked out body smeared with his cum.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He likes you a little too much... Any item you discard He keeps it somewhere hidden, anything you give him will be framed and kept in perfect condition as you gave it to him. He has never done this to anyone not even solomon.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Enough experience to know what he is doing. He is not shy at all about sex but he considers sex to be an act between a person he loves the most. He's so excited to have you underneath him He loses himself in pleasure.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Mercenary. He wants to be able to have access to you whether it's to press his head against your chest or see all the faces you make when you squirm and pleasure.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Most the time he is very serious but sometimes He will just start randomly attacking you with kisses or just start tickling you something that will raise your heart rate so he could listen.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

Very well groomed sometimes shaved. He takes very good care of himself He wants to always be ready for you.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

Before he succumbs to wild pleasure fucking you like an animal He is actually very gentle, and loving. He likes to take his time with you gently exploring you with his fingertips and hands murmuring about how irresistible your body is to him. Worshiping you until he can no longer take it and he needs you now.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Even though he feels the need to often when his dirty thoughts drift toward you he does not want to touch himself. He wants to save himself for you.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Marking whether it be biting or scratching mostly on himself, This body is yours please mark him! However he does has thoughts about marking you with his teeth or claws He doesn't want to hurt you but... If you ever ask him to bite you or scratch you you will get a unreadable reaction before he asks "are you sure?"before going into mark everywhere all over your body.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

He prefers the safety and privacy of your bedroom but he won't be opposed if you wanted to do it in his office.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

You. Everything and all that you are. However when he gets jealous or possessiveness starts to flare up inside him He becomes a whole new level of horny.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

He might like biting or scratching you but anything else when it comes to hurting you is a flat out now especially drawing blood He will never bite you hard enough to draw blood.

Giving. He is a giver he wants to hear you scream have your fingers raked in his hair pulling on his scalp thrusting your hips deeper. And he doesn't mind when you do the same.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Slow and Central at first but later becomes erratic fast and rough.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Doesn't mind them but doesn't prefer them. When he has you he wants you all to himself. He doesn't like that his time is being cut so short by something else.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

When it's something with a risk he will almost never take it but good Lord you will turn him on so much if you're the one who initiates. The first time you sucked him off in his office he was addicted. Now every time you come in he freezes up and rubs his thighs together in anticipation. You broke him.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Demons can usually go forever. Sitri is no exception. He may not look like it but he's actually on the higher side of stamina. He will go forever.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Yes, he wants to be the one to use toys on you. And he wants you to use toys on him. And he wants to watch you use toys.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Sitri as much as he loves you adores you and worships you there are times that you need to face punishment for actions you cause. Then what better way than to tease you till you are a whimpering sobbing mess.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's not too loud but he's not quiet either. He tries to stiple the sounds of his voice so he can listen to yours and the sound of your heart.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

He wants to fuck you in front of Minhyeok. God he hates him He thought he hated him because of his jealousy but now it's a new another level of hate after that Halloween bullcrap. He wants him to see you fall apart on his cock and make sure that Minhyeok knows that he'll be nothing more than a childhood friend.

Extra: I always see Sitri on the yandere side a little bit.

Normal girth, big cock he's quite the grower.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

High higher than most demons He just doesn't show it He takes pride that he is the devil of self-control.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Nope. Even after he drains his balls inside you He has enough stamina to let you sleep pull the covers over you and go finish with work. When you wake up you'll have some nice hot tea and something to eat all prepare to by him.

Pact Tattoo 𐕣

WHB!Satan x Male!MC Son of Solomon

Yoinking this idea from the obey me universe because it just hits every time and I’m not sorry about it.♡

CW: sub!mc, some cussing, licking, biting, some possessiveness, blood, hickies, praising, spit as lube, unprotected sex, light smacking, hair pulling, horns as handlebars, not proofread because I’m tired lmao

MDNI

It didn’t take long for your attachment to Satan to grow. Despite his rough and aggressive exterior, he was kind and protective. He truly cared for you, and not simply because you’re the son of the great Solomon, he liked MC. So it came to no one’s surprise when you formed a pact with him, being able to wield his powers and have a special bond with the beautiful devil was pretty much a no brainer. Unfortunately due to your frequent battles with angels along with your continuous travels Satan had yet to see your bond mark on your body(he is not happy about it). Every time he thought he’d get the chance to have a moment alone with you to actually lay eyes on it, your party was either attacked or Ppyong and Sitri would not take a hint and give the two of you some privacy. This time it was the former that was the issue, and Satan didn’t come out of it unscathed.

The pain wasn’t an issue for him, he was strutting at the head like nothing happened despite being littered with wounds along his arms and back. You had to feign being in pain to get them to take a rest at the next inn. You felt bad telling the devils white lies considering their honesty but you needed to treat Satans wounds before your party got caught in another fight and made them deadly.

By the time you made it to a back ally inn it was dusk, it was hidden behind brick like the one you had previously been too, keeping it protected from the angels attacks. Satan asked for 2 rooms, one for you and him and one for Sitri and Ppyong, much to their dismay, but he was determined to have some time alone with you. Shutting them up as quickly as they began protesting, tossing them the keys and telling them that he wanted to talk to you in private. The four of you split off, Sitri and Ppyong in the first room on the left, and yours and Satan’s at the end, the last room on the right. As soon as you stepped over the threshold you got to work dropping your pack on the nearest chair and getting out medical supplies you had collected for when someone in your party got hurt.

“Did you get us to stop just so you could patch me up?” he chuckled. You glanced back at him with a scowl, he may enjoy pain but anymore wounds and he’d be on death’s door. “They need to be patched up whether you like it or not, You need to survive if you want to be king of hell when this is all over don’t you?” He shrugged and sat at the head of the bed, slowly peeling the layers of clothing off his upper body, shit eating grin still plastered on his face. You climbed up to join him, ointment and gauze in tow and straddled his thighs, His hands naturally gravitating to your hips giving them a gentle squeeze as you got to work. He silently watched you work, concentration etched in your brow. Solomon was an excellent magician, strong enough to form contracts with 72 demons and 4 kings, but his greatest feat led to your existence. He was so lost in thought that he hadn’t noticed you had finished until you started getting up.

He tightened his grip on your hips slightly trying to keep you in place. “I’ll come back i promise, I’m just putting this stuff back in my pack” you said with an airy chuckle. At your promise he released your hips from his grasp, already craving the contact again. He craved the physical contact with you, always wanting to have a hand on you, whether it was resting on your lower back while walking the streets of Gehenna, an arm draped across your shoulders, or a hand on your ass, he needed it like he needed air. You quickly changed into more comfortable clothes and climbed back onto Satan’s lap, he immediately put his hands back on your hips and smiled. “It’s nice getting to be alone again, finally, It felt like it was never going to happen again.” He spoke with a deep rumbling chuckle. You brushed your hands through his fluffy hair, carefully avoiding his horns. “I know, I love Sitri and Ppyong but not every endeavor needs all four of us.” You giggled, eyes still focused on his hair.

When you looked down and met his eyes they were practically sparking, you so easily got lost in those eyes. “Hey, since we’re finally alone…can I see the pact mark? Hide it from me any longer and I’ll think you regret it.” Another chuckle reverberated in his chest. still not breaking eye contact. “Oh, uh y-yeah sure.” You stuttered out, suddenly feeling nervous under his warm gaze. You broke eye contact and pulled your t-shirt over your head, revealing his sigil tattooed on your chest, right over your heart. He was mesmerized, seeing his mark over your heart, proof that you were his in bold font. He slowly brought his had up and lightly brushed his fingers over it, when he came into contact with the mark it lit up with a soft red glow. His eyes lit up in turn, he glanced up at your eyes and when he saw them glowing red as well the thought for a moment that he must be dreaming. “Holy shit.” He spoke in almost a whisper, “you’re gorgeous.” His words immediately caused you to flush all the way up to your ears, embarrassment forcing you to break eye contact.

The moment you turned away he buried a hand in your hair on the back of your head. You turned to look at him in surprise, but the moment you did he pulled you in and your lips collided. It was gentle and loving at first, but the heat between your bodies and his hand in your hair fueled the fire. Your hands found his chest, trying to support yourself against his pull, his other hand still on your hip squeezed, no longer using a light touch. In turn you brought one hand up to his hair, lightly tugging the strands in encouragement, causing hims to let out a soft groan into your mouth before he broke away. Your were both panting, warm breath mingling between you. He didn’t give you much time to catch your breath before he was making his way down, kissing, licking, nipping gently at your flushed skin making his way down to the junction between your neck and shoulder, sucking on the skin. “One mark not enough for you, my king?” You teased, simultaneously leaning your head to the side, giving him more access to your neck.

He let out a rumbling growl at your words, speaking into your skin, “never enough, need to show everyone you’re mine, my pretty boy.” You let out a quiet gasp and then a soft moan at his words coupled with him biting down in the same spot, breaking the skin. Blood trickled down your neck and shoulder and he immediately began licking it up, the sting of his tongue caressing the fresh bite mark causing you to twitch and pant in his lap, but he didn’t let up. He continued licking and sucking and biting down to chest, moving his hand down to the small of your back, leaning you back and holding you there, giving him full access to your chest. He flattened his tongue on your skin and licked over the mark, the glow lighting up his flushed face. How could this man call you pretty, when he was the epitome of beauty, flushed and panting into your heated flesh, practically devouring you, he rivaled even the angels. You were quickly broken out of your thoughts when he bit down over the pact mark the soft red glow matching the crimson now dripping down your chest, ripping a moan from your throat. He promptly licked it up with a smirk on his lips.

You tugged his hair and began grinding your hips in his lap in retaliation, causing him to moan. You were quickly losing patience, craving more stimulation, the bulge in your sweat pants becoming embarrassingly obvious, but he wasn’t looking any better. You leaned back harder against his hand, attempting to get him to lay you down so you could remove your pants, but he wasn’t letting up. He continued sucking and biting all over your body, littering you with marks despite your soft moans and the trusting of your hips. “Satan, p-please- fuck!” He growled into your neck, biting down one last time before finally laying you down and stripping both of you down the rest of the way. “So impatient.” He chuckled and flipped you over onto your stomach. He leaned over your body and brought two of his fingers to your mouth, resting his fingertips on you bottom lip. “Suck.” He ordered and you promptly obeyed swirling your tongue around and between his fingers, coating them in your saliva. “That’s a good boy.” He purred in your ear. Your body twitched again at his words, playfully biting his finger tips before he removed them from between your lips and promptly pushed inside of you ripping another moan from your throat. He alternated between scissoring thrusting and curling his fingers inside of you, stretching you out and prepping you for his length. “If you moan any louder Sitri is going to hear and want to join us.” He chuckled in your ear. “If you don’t hurry up and fuck me then I might just call him over to do it.” You threatened with a smirk, A growl ripped through his throat, rumbling in his chest and against your back at the threat. Before you had a chance to process the loss of contact he pulled his fingers out and picked you up, back pressed to his firm chest again. You were now sitting in his lap on the edge of the bed in front of a full length mirror.

He grabbed your chin and forced you to look into the mirror as he thrusted into you, your eyes rolling back at the feeling of finally being filled, eyes fluttering before they were shocked open again at a gentle slap to your cheek. “Eyes open gorgeous.” He practically purred into your ear and he bounced you on his cock. “See all those marks on you? Those are proof that you’re all mine, no one else is allowed to touch you like this, you’re my pretty boy, no one else’s.” You could do nothing but nod at his words, all your focus was on watching yourself being fucked in the mirror and quieting your moans that threatened to alert the whole inn as to what Satan was doing to you. You were so lost in the pleasure, rolling your hips in time with his thrusts, begging for climax, you reached your hand back to his horns, when you took his horn in your hand and began rubbing the base with your thumb, he moaned and gripped the base of your cock simultaneously, rubbing his thumb over your dribbling tip in time with your caresses on his horn. He mindlessly bucked into your heat, and your eyes rolled back again. “I’m so close, fuck please please-” You didn’t know what you were begging for but you needed more, just a little bit more-” He bit down on your shoulder again and that’s all it took to send you careening over the edge with a moan of pure ecstasy. He followed moments after with a growl and a few more hard thrusts, teeth still buried in your shoulder your blood dribbling down your shoulder and his chin. You moved your hand from his horn, burying it in his hair, now damp with sweat, still panting. He in turn released your shoulder from his mouth, licking up the blood again before slowly pulling you off his length causing you to whimper watching how cum drip out of you.

You giggled and kissed his still flushed cheek, “I take it you like the pact mark then?” He chucked and turned his head to kiss you softly on the lips before laying you back against the pillows “I love it, it looks real good on you.” He spoke, his voice hoarse and gravelly before getting up yo get a wet towel to clean you up. When he returned he was holding a wet towel and the ointment you used on his injuries for your bite marks, “let’s get you cleaned up pretty boy.” He wiped you down with a gentle touch, being careful around the bite marks. He finished wiping you down and put the ointment on your bite marks, before throwing it all to the side, and pulling you to his chest, kissing the top of your head and burying his nose in your hair. You quickly drifted off to sleep with a soft hum, ready for the next day with your beautiful devil.

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