I Love How A Lot Of Sevika Posts Start Like

There’s something really interesting about Jayce’s word choice here: “While your best friend bleeds out in your arms”

“Bleeding out” implies that Viktor was still alive to bleed out

However we as an audience know/can infer that Jayce knows deep down that’s not true

As others have pointed out:

1) His clothes are more torn while he carries him than in the council room which would imply that Jayce throughly check for signs of life, that cpr was done, etc

2) Jayce carried him for five blocks - where there would have been no signs of life

3) He brought him to the lab not the hospital - he knew there was nothing the hospital could do

4) Viktor’s spine is severed - he had to have felt that something not right was going on there, holding him in his arms for FIVE blocks

5) He later tells Viktor “my partner died in this room”

To me Jayce saying “bleeds out in your arms” means that he may have convinced himself, deluded himself into believing that Viktor hadn’t actually died, that he was dying and that he had saved Viktor from dying

I don’t think until after meeting Mage Viktor, did he really allow himself to acknowledge that he brought Viktor back from the dead

I think you can see it in the way he reacts to being back in that room, before Mel walks in, before the not-Viktor-Viktor joins them

He appears resigned to me, like he’s been forced to come to terms with the fact that Viktor actually did die that night

I personally think it explains a lot of his behavior after - how he can’t believe Viktor leaving him, him thinking Viktor was coming back when it was Heimerdinger & Ekko, etc

I think most, if not all, of us can agree that being brought back from the dead is different than being saved from death, Viktor wasn’t saved because Jayce preformed CPR, he basically preformed necromancy on him but while Viktor knew that - Jayce had (seemingly) convinced himself that it wasn’t like that or at least not as extreme as that

Which honestly kinda makes me wanna cry 😭

OBJECTION‼️‼️‼️ nuh-uh but make it alastor and husk

tomura with a voice kink. having you talk to him so he can get off. he'll call whenever. sometimes, he'll call when you're mad at him, so he can imagine you degrading him and insulting him. he tries to hide it, but he really can't. he doesn't want to. he wants you to know he's pathetically humping his pillow, rutting his cock into the fleshlight...

maybe you do know. maybe you like hearing the small whine in his voice when you say you're hanging up when he's about to cum. his feeble attempts to keep you on the phone so he can cum, but you already hung up and he has to spend the next god knows how long trying to get off without your voice.

BIG WINGS

Okay so i listened to suggestions about Jayce being unhappy with the inflicting pain bit but being unable to say no!

don't come to tell me that vi is a super dominant girl and expert in sex or in relationships when the woman has been 7 years in prison ....

i mean, the simple touch of hands makes her hyperventilate, imagine asking her to have sex or even something as simple as a kiss with tongue ... the girl would convulse.

am i crazy if i say that i think caitlyn is doing the knee thing in this clip and that’s why vi goes on her tippy toes…. vi’s face? it sounds like there’s a little breathy moan (i might just be delusional)? the way caitlyn’s foot lifts up? if you watch it slower it’s easier to see but she’s definitely doing the knee thing to vi.

this is beautiful 🫶🏻

Cutely begs on hands and knees for more perv vox…

Pretty please?

God, fucking bet because he is literally an obsessive freak in canon so… yeah.

Would he be above sniffing your panties? No he wouldn’t, as stated before he’s a fucking freak. Like if you catch him doing though…

Imagine he’s over at your place or something and he sees a pair of your panties on the floor. Now, any normal person would leave them be but Vox is far from normal.

Instead he goes over, picks them up, and he can’t even help it. He’s fucking obsessed with you. So, he glances over his shoulder cautiously, and brings them up to his screen.

Obviously he didn’t look hard enough because that’s when he hears your voice coming from only a few feet behind him. “Having fun, Vox?”

And then he’d momentarily panic, and probably awkwardly laugh out a response while trying pocket your panties. However, you caught him too off guard for him to be slick. So, acting fast, you stop his hand right before it dives into his pocket, and catch it midair.

Now, he’d start to internally freak out because genuinely he has no idea how you’ll react. Probably already considering hypnotizing you into forgetting the whole situation when you start to laugh. A terrible all-knowing ‘oh, you don’t know the can of worms you just opened’ type laugh.

So, what do you do? Make him wear those panties while you tease him, and jerk him off, obviously. It’s absolutely humiliating for him, and your comments don’t make it any better.

“Such a pretty little freak, looking so slutty in my panties,” or “Wow, what would anyone say if they saw you like this? A respected overlord crying out of embarrassment, while wearing my lacey underwear.”

He’d be fucking rolling. Make sure to get it in his head that he’s a useless whore, a depraved slur, a freak, a pervert, pathetic. He’ll be whining and moaning for you to stop being so mean.

Fuck, you know, maybe you should even make him cry too. It wouldn’t be hard, just palming him through the underwear, sliding it aside to jerk him off tantalizingly. He’d be glitching out, arching his back, and practically sobbing if you through mean words into the mix.

But hey, it’s nothing the little freak doesn’t deserve, right?

Can i ask for a lucifer x fem!sucubbus!Reader 🗿?

Where the story takes place in the ring of lust since Lucifer is going to visit her secretly hehe

I don't know if you write smut but it would be nice if it could be smut 🥲❤️

A/N: So I’m not the best at smut, but I definitely want to try! Please do tell me if I’m not very good at smut, I’ll try not to embarrass myself later 🥲

His Secret Succubus

Summary: Lucifer is taking baby steps to get over Lilith and by some miracle, he ended up stepping into a girl’s bedroom. Little did he know, that would lead him down a rabbit hole.

Lucifer Morningstar x Fem!Succubus!Reader

INCLUDES: Nervous Lucifer, Sex, Sub!Lucifer, Dom!Reader, riding, P in V, protected sex

It was a slow Tuesday for Ozzie’s, as was any other Tuesday.

The only people coming along seemed more interested in their dates than you and the other strippers doing some synchronized dance while Asmodeus sang.

Imagine your surprise when you saw Lucifer, the head honcho, entering the building, without a date as well.

It’d been your break when he entered the back rooms, immediately being scooped up by Asmodeus into a tight hug.

“So it is you, Lucifer!” Asmodeus laughed, “I knew I saw you walk in earlier! You gotta text me next time, I didn’t have a table ready!”

“Ah- Uh-“ Lucifer looked as if he was being squeezed to death, chuckling awkwardly, “I-It’s fine- People ran out the building when they saw me anyway-!”

It was almost funny how awkward Lucifer seemed. He had to tilt his neck at an uncomfortable looking angle just to look at Asmodeus, which you almost made the mistake of laughing at.

“So, what brings you to my club, hm?” Asmodeus hummed, his attention solely on Lucifer and not on the 12 strippers on their breaks in the same room, “Looking for a fun time after all these years?”

Lucifer looked at the ground, embarrassed, “Oh- N-No! No no no, none of that-!” He then glanced up at you and the others, “N-No offense, of course!”

You shrugged it off, but the other girls immediately sat up and sent him suggestive smiles.

Asmodeus shut that down real quick.

“Didn’t you hear him? He said that’s not what he wants” He crossed his arms, “Your breaks are almost over anyways, hurry up and get ready”

Everyone groaned before getting up and heading to their respective changing rooms. Then you heard Asmodeus calling your name.

You turned around, already halfway into your room.

“Yes, Asmodeus?” You asked.

“You’re okay to take a longer break, I’ll send another girl out” Asmodeus smiled, “Something tells me you’re gonna have a busy night, hon”

You nodded, glancing at Lucifer whose red cheeks seemed to glow somewhat.

Meh, it was probably nothing.

••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••

You sat in the private room of the strip club, having been told that an anonymous client wanted to see you there.

It was nice for Hell, the room matched the vibe of the rest of the club while also feeling homey enough to be comfortable.

You turned your attention back to the door, waiting for whatever perverted fuck might walk through the door.

Your unimpressed gaze slowly turns into one of slight shock as you see the same king that you saw in the green room, the same king that assured Asmodeus he wasn’t here for sex of any kind.

“Oh, uh-!” Lucifer stammers, his eyes darting across the room, “I didn’t expect you to already.. Be in here..”

“Uh…” You respond, “Yeah, well, I kinda have to be in here whenever someone requests me”

The short king nodded and laughed nervously, “O-Of course you do! Uhm..”

You raised an eyebrow, “Are… You the guy that wanted me tonight?”

Lucifer seemed caught off guard by the question, but despite that, he walked forward.

“Yes, I- I did” He stuttered.

You hummed in response, trying to be as nonchalant as you could be since he seemed nervous.

You sat up from the bed, circling around him and standing behind him. You put your hands on his shoulder, smirking as he tensed up.

“Then what’re you waiting for?” You asked, not looking for a response. You waste no time to lead him to the bed.

Lucifer was surprisingly nervous about this. You kinda expected him to be some confident douchebag since he was the embodiment of pride, but here he was, letting you lead him.

He took a minute to get comfortable, leaning back on his hands as his legs hung off the edge of the bed.

“So.. Do you like to be the dom or..?” You asked.

“I’d actually like to be on the bottom, if that’s alright?” He asked, finally managing to get out a sentence without stuttering.

“Yeah, yeah, that’s fine” You nodded.

You moved his legs, separating them ever so slightly so that you could sit down on his lap.

“Is this position alright?” You asked, looking at him as his face flushes red.

“Y-YUP- Yup-! J-Just fine” He laughs nervously.

You couldn’t stop yourself from chuckling at his behavior, but you made sure to stop almost as soon as you started.

After a moment or two of adjusting the position, you draped your arms over his shoulder and started to grind your hips against his own.

You could hear as his breath hitched in his throat and he whimpered quietly. This reaction was exactly what you needed as you continued to rub your clothed sex against his.

“Fuck..” He whispered, his hands almost giving out as he involuntarily jutted his clothed erection up, craving more friction.

“How impatient…” You said before getting up off his lap, giving him some time to breath as you strut over to a cabinet nearby.

“Wh- Where are you going..?” He asked in between breaths.

You glanced at him, smirking at his new, more disheveled state, “Just getting some protection.. I’m assuming you don’t want any new responsibilities, do you, my king?~”

He shook his head quickly, making himself dizzy in the process, “No, no no- Hah- I uh.. Already have enough on my plate as it is..” He laughed.

“That’s what I thought,” You giggled before walking back to him with a condom.

He was quick to remove his belt and pull down his pants and boxers, revealing his dick. So that’s where the rest of the inches went!

It wasn’t difficult to put on the condom, you’d done it to dozens of men before and you just had to keep telling yourself this wasn’t any different, even though it definitely was.

“Now, let’s hope I can make you forget about all those responsibilities, hm?” You smirked, slowly removing your own mini skirt and lace thong.

He nodded quickly, already incredibly excited, “Trust me, you will” He mumbled.

You continued to grin as you pushed him back on his forearms, getting yourself comfortable as you lined the tip up with your pussy.

You managed to fit it all in on your first try, which was surprising considering his size. You could hear him letting out a small whimper, which only encouraged you to continue.

You started off gentle, taking it slow with him since he seemed to be that type of guy.

“F-Ffuck..” He groaned, his head leaning back.

“Hm? Does it feel good?” You smirked, lifting your hips before going back down and taking it in again.

“Mmhm..~” He whimpers, bucking up slightly before grabbing onto your thighs.

This motivated you to try harder. You’d had powerful men reduced to nothing but messes with minimal effort, but you’d love to see how far the King of Hell himself could go.

You continued to go slow until you felt the much loved feeling of him brushing against your g-spot. You couldn’t conceal your delighted little moan.

You leaned down on him, getting into an angle that was both comfortable and easy to please both of you in. You could feel yourself getting less gentle as you went on, and you knew he could feel it too seeing as he was letting muffled whimpers and groans pass through his lips.

You felt the familiar feeling of a knot forming in your stomach and you chased that feeling.

You could hear him groan as your walls clenched down on him.

“Gh- G-Gonna..” He whimpered, “I-I’m-“

He couldn’t even finish his sentence before he came, flopping down on the mattress as his arms gave out from behind him. You followed suit, your walls spasming as you cum on his dick.

You collapsed on his chest, both of you panting as you come down from the high.

“N-Normally I don’t cum that fast..” He choked out, laughing softly.

“Most people say that after I’m done with them” You chuckled, rolling off his chest and onto the bed beside him.

A few moments of silence followed. However, it wasn’t uncomfortable, it felt right.

“Wh- Uh.. C-Could I see you again..?” He muttered, not making eye contact with you.

You thought for a moment, wondering if being a sex worker for the king of hell was a good idea or not before shrugging.

“Yeah, I’d love to see you again” You nodded.

A/N: I rlly hope that was okay, I took a while contemplating whether or not this would be alright 😭

pornstar!satoru gets into camming because he loves the instant gratification of people doting on him in real time.

pornstar!satoru doesn’t even charge a damn thing, he doesn’t need the money—just hooks up a lovense toy or two to his stream and lets his viewers go crazy with the remote controls.

pornstar!satoru will overstimulate himself to a point of delirium because all of his viewers deserve a turn to make him cum, right?

pornstar!satoru who gets to his breaking point, can barely speak through the cumdrunk daze he’s in, but sees your name join the chat and ask if you’re too late.

pornstar!satoru who is bawling by the time you’ve made him cum another two times—he’s cumming dry, full-body orgasms sending him so stupid that all he can say is your name.

pornstar!satoru who very quickly turns a cam session meant to include everyone into a concert of your praises—god is he whipped.

and probably sex addicted, at this point.