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words cannot express how much love i have for this man.
Exactly
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words cannot express how much love i have for this man.
Exactly
*holds mistletoe above head*
Come forth, Z!
Oh no, now we gotta kiss, human tradition says so
(Happy Holidays everyone! Apologies that I can't draw anything for this holiday, here is a drabble though :) hope you guys like it. It's not full NSFW but a lil spicey~ )
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Z looks up at the mistletoe with a curious smirk on his face. He plucks the mistletoe gingerly from your fingertips.
Z snakes an arm around your waist pulling you tight and picking you up against his side. You squirm a bit in surprise but he holds you taut. Effortlessly, Z carries you in one arm and the mistletoe in his other hand as he moves to the kitchen. Z then places you on the counter top. Your eyes meet his, peeking out intensely from underneath his wild fringe. He gives you a quick kiss to your forehead, his lips warm and soft with love. He hums happily against you for a moment before pulling back.
He holds up the mistletoe in one hand with a lighter in the other.
Fire lights up the mistletoe like a matchstick. You can feel the heat from where you are sitting. Z doesn't even flinch when the fire encapsulates his fingertips, as it consumes the mistletoe and burns it to ash.
Z looks at you with a small sad smile.
Z moves closer to you, his body pressing in-between your legs. His face rests an inch away from yours. His warm breath lightly dusts your face as his voice drops to a low whisper.
His hands approach, wrapping around your back as he scoots you to the edge of the counter closer to him. Your legs reflexively tighten to his sides as you have to shift some of your bodyweight onto him in order not to fall off the counter. He knows this and he smiles.
His hand smoothly travels up to your face cupping it gently.
He smiles wide, his sharp teeth glinting under the dim kitchen light.
He hovers dangerously over you, his tail swishing back and forth in excitement.
"I want you to kiss me, you dumb dramatic demon."
He hums in approval and softly, lovingly places a kiss on your forehead.
You gape in disbelief.
He kisses you on the nose lightly.
You huff "Z! You know that's not what I want!"
Z laughs fully enjoying teasing his human.
You pout "Why are you like th-"
Suddenly Z lifts you off of the counter gathering you into his arms and kisses you deeply. His soft lips crash against yours as he walks into the hallway with you still snaked around his body. Z pushes you against the hallway wall pressing more deeply into the kiss than before. You gasp in surprise. Z uses that moment to snake his tongue in your mouth. He groans at the taste of you. Z's hands tangle your hair, gently tugging your head back as he moves his mouth to your neck. He kisses, nibbles, and bites your neck making you gasp and squirm against his body. Z pushes his body against yours in response, relishing the closeness.
Z pulls back looking you in the eyes. His tail swishes dangerously behind him, slow and smooth. Z's voice is heavy with lust. His eyes flash dangerously from underneath his hair casting a yellow-violet glow.
Z carries you to the bed placing you down softly, his body still between your legs. He caresses your cheek, drinking in your expression.
Z then drags his index finger from your face slowly down your body, taking his time to explore the dips and hills. Pausing at your crotch, he flicks a button open while looking directly into your eyes.
How would Z comfort a crying Y/N?
If Z walked in on a crying Y/N ...he would freak out a bit, not knowing what to do. Z would first run over to Y/N and prioritize making sure they weren't hurt physically. He would gently check Y/N's body for any injuries while simultaneously caressing and stroking them. Once Z verifies that there aren't any bodily injuries, his mind will race to figure out what could possibly be upsetting his human. All the while he would continue to hold and stroke Y/N calmingly.
"What do you need me to do?" He would murmur against Y/N's ear, as if talking too loud would shatter them further. If Y/N is unable to answer, Z would hold them in his arms until they have calmed down enough. Z would then pick them up and take them to the bed where he would cuddle them into a nap.
When Y/N wakes up Z would then take care of them every step of the way, until they start to feel normal again.
Ps: Z has learned along the way. The first time Y/N was upset, Z was bewildered and had no idea what to do to make Y/N happy again. Z would just bring Y/N all kinds of things they like (and things humans like in general). By the end of the depression streak Y/N had a huge pile consisting of the following:
- plushies of all different shapes
- multiple large bags of candy (Y/Ns favorites)
- expensive jewelery (where did he get those?!?)
- Weird looking trinkets (Z thought they might make Y/N laugh)
- Flowers
- kittens (he was told to go put them back...)
- a bag of icecream (he forgot about it and it all melted)
- Blankets (at one point he wrapped Y/N with 5 different ones)
- Phones (once again where did he get these?!)
...and many other items.
Come forth Z!
*puts a flower crown on Z's head* You are now my emotional support demon :)
Z pauses, his mouth agape. He seems almost unsure what to do with himself as you place the crown on his head.
He asks slowly, confusion clouding his features. He reaches up and touches the crown all too lightly, as if it may crumble if he places too much pressure upon it. Z suddenly flushes.
When you nod yes, a happy expression settles on Z's face. He is beyond ecstatic.
Z is already scheming on how best to boast and show off his gift to his fellow demon-kin. Perhaps he will walk in it casually until they happen to notice the beautiful crown-gift adorning his head. Z grasps your face in his hands looking down into your eyes, excited, flushed, lovingly.
He rubs your left cheek thoughtfully with his thumb, his face looming closer, trying to determine what it is you want.
Coughs up my horny ask
MC bring bratty in bed. and shit bc they’re jealous:)
LOL I'll answer this because it's a Saturday night 😈. It's not FULL steam, but is Kinda steamy~ I hope everyone enjoys it! 💕 (content warnings: biting, spanking, degradation light blood, constraint) _____________________________________________________
Z looms over MC, his eyes glowing a golden purple underneath his shaggy hair. A smile adorns his face, but there is no kindness to it.
One of Z's hands holds the wrists of MC above their head tightly. He runs his other hand through his fluffy hair in an exasperated manner.
He licks his lips looming ever closer.
He laughs tilting his head curiously, sharp teeth glimmering dangerously in the low light.
The fingers of his free hand trail down MC's face.
His long index nail pauses at MC's mouth pressing dangerously at MC's plump bottom lip.
MC opens their mouth licking the tip of Z's finger suggestively. MC then gives Z's finger a sharp bite. His eyes flash. Z shrinks his talon and presses his finger into MC's mouth deeper forcing MC's tongue to work around his finger desperately.
MC moans in response as any other words are unable to be formed with Z's finger weaving with their tongue.
Z breathes heavily. His finger pressed against MC's tongue.
Z demands leaning in closer. He smiles seeing your messy form, saliva running down their face at this point.
He leans in letting the pressure off his finger of MC's tongue and shifting it to press their jaw open wider.
Mc does as they're told and Z leans in, his slowly, tantalizingly strokes their tongue with his. Not nearly enough to relent this feeling inside of them. Mc leans forward but Z pushes ther wrists back onto the bed.
Z leans in again for another of the all-too-soft and tantalizing of his kisses. Mid kiss MC defiantly pushes a knee up into his crotch, as expected he is harder than stone.
In response, Z nips their lip with his sharp teeth. They can taste the copper. Z groans licking up the blood. He pulls back, small amount of red on his bottom lip, he licks it up as if it can not be wasted.
He gazes down at MC, his gaze burning into their flesh.
Z starts to pull off MC's shirt. His tail moves slowly, dangerously in anticipation.
Z leans down placing kisses from MC'd collarbone up to the shell of their ear. He whispers;
MC tries to struggle, to still resist, to make it a little less easy for Z.
Z pulls his hand away from MC's wrists. He leans back, his hand running over MC's body tantalizingly slow. His hands pause for only half a second longer in places where MC would wish they would stay.
When Z reaches MC's thighs he grabs the underside and pushes mc's legs forward until their knees are almost to their face and their behind is off of the bed. Z holds the underside MC's knees in that position with one hand splayed amongst both.
He commands. Before MC is able to question it -
SMACK! Z spanks MC's ass hard pulling a cry of surprise from MC. Z then rubs the area that was spanked, alleviating the after sting.
MC starts to protest when Z brings down a heavy hand onto MC's ass once again. The sound resounds in the room. Z once again rubs the area. After a second when MC doesn't protest, Z places their legs back down, finding his way between them.
He leans in petting MC's face with an evil grin. His voice lowers as he is only a breath away from their face.
Z leans in nipping MC's lip playfully.
Soundlessly MC opens their mouth. Z hums in approval before resuming the tantalizingly slow kiss from before....
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(Maybe a part 2 in the future.....this was already getting kinda long so I didn't want to write much more. And for steamy scenes, I like to ramble a little and take my time to build tension if I can💕)