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Inspired by this video and I can't stop laughing for minutes straight. Which rarely happens despite my horrible sense of humor!!

shoutout to the woman from my high school martial arts class who liked to get me in joint locks and then joke about how I was easy to catch. you cannot comprehend how psychosexually formative that was for me

What is this?

A side blog for anything I'm scared of posting on my main reblog account.

Which is: Shipping, Suggestive, and 18+ stuff. MOSTLY the latter meaning NO MINORS PLEASE.

please don't start strangling me for my interests or starting arguments. I don't want anything other than to indulge okay? okay. I'll keep problematic stuff off of here anyways.

I'll maybe draw some stuff 18+ too (censored/labeled correctly of course) and please, if you recognize my art style and figure out who i am, don't tell me :'( I'm embarrassed and fragile and don't wanna do anything of that.

I'm here to collect stuff, appreciate and enjoy.

A scene from chapter 13 of Adam Dies. Adam keeps having negative thoughts about himself and bringing himself down so Lucifer decides to tell him differently.

This is not supposed to be sexual. This is Lucifer trying to help Adam through a book that Charlie (through Angel Dust) gave him. Adam is so used to following orders without question and being forced to do things he doesn't want to that he can only do things if it's given as an order. Otherwise he spirals.

The book was basically about how to Dominate someone the right way and there was a chapter on how to do it in a non-sexual way. The art depicted is done by @breedtheseed and they are so talented!

Adam seems to be happier and no longer looking down on himself.

Underworld boys cuddling in their spare time (again)

Drunk Luci is at it again (+ Some hcs of mine)

popular culture used to be very much about eroticism. rockstars used to be on stage in sequins and thongs and thigh high boots playing guitars like they were masturbating. girls used to wear velvet mini dresses and no bras and red-brick-brown lipstick and mascara on their bottom lashes. people used to have body hair on television and in the movies. people used to be sweaty. people used to touch each other over denim and under cotton. foreplay used to be staring at someone over the rim of a glass across a bar across a park across a dinner table. people used to want. i think we’ve lost something

Succumb to Temptation - Act 5 - Part 3

Spice level: High

Alright....lets try this again, I hope I did a better job and the censorship.... uncensored on Twitter and Patreon :)

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Jacking Them Off In Public

Imagine accidentally giving Alastor, Lucifer, Husk, Vox, and Adam an erection in public, so they make you jack them off?

Alastor:

It all started as an innocent caress on the knee, the pads of your fingers mindlessly tracing patterns against the fabric of Alastor’s pants. And while he usually wasn’t overtly fond of PDA, he made an exception just this once, your soothing ministrations concealed by the long tablecloth. It soon escalated into something more, however, too absorbed in your conversation with Rosie to notice that your hand had unconsciously ventured up his thigh and into dangerous territory.

“Oh, Alastor, why did ya take so long to introduce us?” Rosie asked, her bosom heaving with laughter, the piping hot contents in her teacup threatening to spill at any given moment.

“He said something about waiting for the perfect time?” You laughed alongside her, but not for long, feeling something taut jump underneath your fingers. “Whatever that means…ha!”

Your eyes nervously darted to the side, your heart rate picking up at the noticeable outline of Alastor’s cock straining against his pants. Fortunately, nobody else could see the embarrassing predicament you had inadvertently designed, the table you were seated at conveniently situated at the corner of the cafe. Still, you offered him an apologetic look when Rosie went to sip at her tea, failing to notice his blown pupils and slightly flushed cheeks.

You retracted your hand, but Alastor snatched your wrist with a hushed ‘Finish what you started,’ a blush creeping up your neck. You complied, turning back to Rosie upon hearing her teacup softly clank against the saucer, trying to conceal the disbelief etched onto your brow with a friendly smile as his cock immediately stirred underneath your palm. You carefully undid Alastor’s pants, pushing past his briefs, a warm, wet, sticky substance greeting your fingers.

“Is everything alright with ya, Alastor?” Rosie’s eyes flitted down to the half-eaten pastry in front of him, blissfully unaware that your thumb was slowly lubricating his cock in his precum.

“Oh, don’t you worry about me, dear,” Alastor waved her off with a strained smile, his ears almost falling back as you gently squeezed him. “The cake was just dry this time around!”

You wondered how Alastor managed to maintain his composure and keep the conversation within the three of you flowing after that, your hand subtly pumping him at a steady pace. While his responses were brief and less theatrical, a moan or two would have tumbled past your lips from the mere thought of being jerked off in public. But apparently the same didn’t apply to Alastor, his jaw merely tightening as his cock suddenly pulsated, heaps of cum cascading down your fist.

Lucifer:

The tension between Alastor and Lucifer hung heavily in the air, polluting the dinning room and spoiling almost everybody’s appetite. So, in an effort to combat that, you affectionately squeezed Lucifer’s leg, the corners of your mouth twitching upwards as he shifted his focus from the demon on the opposite end of the table to the food on his plate. Feeling rather triumphant, you picked up your fork and dug into your food, completely oblivious to the tent steadily forming in his pants.

“So, how did you two meet?” Charlie asked, a genuine smile on her face. You expected Lucifer to answer, but he didn’t. “Well, it’s quite a long story, actually,” You chuckled nervously.

“Oh, I love stories!” Charlie put her fork down and excitedly clasped her hands, giving you her full attention. You smiled at her, glad that at least one thing went right in this little welcome party.

Meanwhile, Lucifer slowly chewed on his food with a distant expression, trying to focus on the way you carefully recounted how you two met instead of the hand that kneaded at his inner thigh. He mentally cursed at himself for being weak-willed, indulging in the pleasant sensation even after he realized you had unconsciously ventured up his leg in your distracted state, your nimble fingers only a few centimeters away from his straining cock and his dampening pants.

It didn’t take long for you to start wondering why Lucifer was being awfully quiet, especially with his daughter talking your ear off. But then you felt him seize your wrist and place your hand over his crotch, a damp spot kissing your palm. Your eyes immediately widened, horrified that you had accidentally given him an erection in a room full of people—until you realized that he had encouraged you to touch him. You tentatively palmed him, his cock throbbing in response.

“Dad, are you okay?” Charlie suddenly asked, her voice laced with concern, noticing the slight blush on his features as you undid his pants, sliding your hand into his briefs. “You’ve been unusually quiet.”

“Oh, I’m just letting you two get to know each other, that’s all!” Lucifer said, shooting her a big, toothy grin, trying not to groan at the way you slowly lathered the head of his cock in his precum.

Thankfully, Charlie accepted his brief explanation, offering you a few words before resuming her dinner. The rest of the residents at the table began to talk amongst each other, too, allowing you to pump Lucifer’s weeping cock without the fear of them hearing, the sound sinfully moist. But you had no idea that a certain someone had an extra pair of eyes, his shadow watching with a wicked smile as his hips subtly thrusted up to meet your hand, the fork in his grip trembling as he came.

Husk:

An exasperated groan seeped past Husk’s lips as he lost yet another game of Blackjack, pointing an accusatory claw at the machine and cursing it out for scamming him out of his money. You shook your head, biting your cheek in a poor attempt not to laugh, affectionately squeezing his leg. But that only earned you an unamused look, his clawed-hand seizing your waist and bringing your sides flush together. ‘Ow!’ You giggled, his teeth sinking into your shoulder, albeit gently.

“I don’t get how people play this for hours,” He kissed at your skin, pacified by the sensation of your hand gently kneading his thigh. “It’s rigged—but I’m too broke for the real shit right now.”

“I mean, the minimum bet on this thing is, like, $1,” You said, unaware of the way he stirred in his pants. “Maybe invest a little bit more than that?” You suggested with a shit-eating grin.

Husk rolled his eyes, resuming the game; but of course, the virtual dealer fucked him over again. With every game he lost, your hand unconsciously moved up his leg, driven by the sighs you elicited from him. He slumped back into the cushioned seat, parting his legs as your fingers pressed into his inner thigh. It was easy for him to get lost in your touch, especially with everybody minding their own business, but that didn’t mean that you were purposely trying to rile him up.

When you felt the tent in his pants, you instantly retracted your hand, a horrified apology tumbling from your lips. ‘Ain’t nobody watchin’, doll,’ Husk rasped, his pupils blown with lust, guiding your hand back to his crotch. He unashamedly jutted his hips forward, encouraging you to touch him while he carried on his game of Blackjack, his cock throbbing underneath your palm. You complied, but not before looking around and making sure that nobody was watching.

“I never thought I’d jack you off in a casino,” You murmured, shakily undoing Husk’s pants, a groan escaping his throat as you shoved your hand into his briefs. “Seriously, this is crazy.”

“Eh, I’ve done worse things in my days as an overlord,” Husk shrugged, shooting you a lopsided grin. His tail swished between his legs at the feeling of you squeezing the base of his cock.

You rolled your eyes before staring at him, gauging his reaction as you gave him a generous pump. Husk’s ears slightly twitched backwards, but that was it, his clawed-hand reaching out to affectionately caress your jaw. While this wasn’t something you’d usually do, you couldn’t help but feel slightly excited at the idea of pleasuring him in public. Nobody spared the two of you a glance, though, not even as he thickly coated your hand in his cum and made you slowly lick it clean.

Vox:

With one arm wrapped around your shoulder, Vox nursed a drink, a gratified hum seeping past his lips as you mindlessly traced patterns on his knee with the pads of your fingers. Trips to the club were frequent with the Vee’s, so you naturally grew tired of drinking and partying for hours on end, opting to stay plastered to Vox’s side instead of wandering off with Velvette or Valentino. But you were slipping into boredom, unconsciously venturing up his thigh as you stared ahead.

“Mm, sweetheart, what are you up to?” Vox suddenly asked, his chest rising and falling in anticipation. You stared up at him through your lashes with a ‘Hm?,’ confused.

“Oh, come on, don’t play coy with me,” He continued, realization settling in your gut as he grabbed your jaw with his thumb and his forefinger, tilting your head downwards.

Your eyes widened in shock, a blush creeping up your neck at the outline of Vox’s cock against his pants, sporting a damp spot where the head prodded at. Thankfully, the Vee’s had their own section reserved at the club to avoid being bothered by sinners, so nobody could see what was unfolding between the two of you. That didn’t make you any less apologetic, however, retracting your hand with an embarrassed ‘Oh, shit, I’m sorry,’ hoping that he wasn’t upset at you.

But Vox shook his head, the arm around your shoulder reaching down to guide your hand back to his crotch, a wicked grin on his face. ‘Go ahead, it’s just us,’ He hummed, his cock throbbing against your palm almost in encouragement. Velvette and Valentino were absent from the booth, sure, but what if they came back while you were in the middle of jacking him off? You would never be able to look them in the eye, even though they wouldn’t actually care.

“Why are you hesitating, sweetheart?” Vox asked, downing the rest of his drink as you undid his pants, your hand sliding into his briefs, his precum greeting your fingers in a warm, wet, sticky kiss.

“I’m not, it’s just—what if they catch us?” You started, your hand squeezing at the base of his cock, eliciting a groan from him. “Especially Val…not that he’ll say anything bad. You know him.”

A chuckle reverberated through Vox’s chest, his clawed-hand affectionately carding into your hair. He assured you that not a single damned soul would find out, tapping at the edge of his screen, a reminder of the sort of power he held. So, you gave in, the sound of you wetly pumping him drowned out by the music blaring in the background; but Vox stopped monitoring his surroundings, a certain moth catching the exact moment his cock pulsated as he came in your fist.

Adam:

A thick, heavy hand suddenly clutched at your waist, eliciting a surprised gasp from you that sent questionable looks towards your way. But apparently, you couldn’t be upset at Adam, not when it was your fault for caressing the expanse of his leg as a form of affection, your fingers circulating his knee everything but innocent to him. You threw your menu down onto the table, meeting his shit-eating grin with narrowed eyes and flushed cheeks.

“Hey, doofus, we’re in a fucking restaurant,” You reminded him, wildly gesturing to the people trying to enjoy their food nearby. “And we’re not exactly alone.”

“Oh, really? I didn’t fucking see that!” Adam mock-gasped, until you sunk your nails into his inner thigh, a high-pitched yelp seeping past his lips. “Ow! What the fuck was that for?”

Fortunately, the waiter seated the two of you at the furthest booth, your little squabble mostly inconveniencing customers auditory senses rather than their vision. Or so that’s what you hoped as Adam seized your hand and shoved it into his robes, his erection immediately throbbing against your palm. Your cheeks remained flushed, but it had less to do with your initial embarrassment and more to do with the riskiness of the situation.

And to make matters worse, Lute was supposed to join you for dinner, the text she sent you about being a little late haunting your mind as Adam buried his masked face into your neck, a hushed, ‘Come on, babe, nobody’s watching,’ titillating you. She could walk through those restaurant doors at any moment, but the strangled groan that reverberated through his chest had you pushing past his briefs, an unmistakeable warm, sticky substance greeting your trembling fingers.

“Hey, hey—don’t you close your eyes,” You hissed, your thumb circulating the head of his cock, lathering him in his precum at a torturous pace. “I’ll never forgive you if we get caught.”

“I was, uhhh, blinking. Yeah, blinking,” Adam huffed, placing his hand over yours and helping you pump his cock, clearly desperate. “Stop teasing me and—ah, fuck—yeah, just like that.”

You kept your eyes trained on your surroundings, hyperaware of every little noise that penetrated your ears as your hand moved steadily underneath Adam’s robes. There was no way you could trust him to look out for you, not with his fingers reenacting the way you had innocently caressed him earlier, clenching your thighs together. At least he finished before Lute decided to show up, blissfully unaware of the sticky mess in your fist as she slid into the booth, across from you.

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