I Need Her So Fucking Bad It's Crazy

I need her so fucking bad it's crazy

TILL IT REMEMBERS THE SHAPE🗣️🗣️🗣️

No lube, no protection, all night all day, from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat, from the dining table to the church, from the front porch to the balcony, vertically, horizontally, quadratic, exponential, logarithmic, while I gasp for air and scream the lords prayer, doggystyle, sideways, frontwards, backwards, upside-down, 360 degrees, skin on skin, on the living room, on the bedroom, on the closet, on the ceiling, on the walls, on the bathroom, on the couch, on the car, ANYWHERE

ִ ࣪𖤐 ROMANCING YOU — romantic things things w/ suguru getou

suguru getou who brings you a bouquet of flowers, but always keeps one flower to himself so he knows right away when it starts dying so that he can buy you a new bouquet.

suguru getou who slides his arms around your waist whenever you're in the kitchen cooking, and asks "what's for dinner" just to hear the sound of your voice and feel the way your chest moves as you answer him.

suguru getou who wants to learn how to do things like cross stich and sew with you, but focusing too hard hurts his eyes so he has to wear glasses that slide down to the tip of his nose as he works

suguru getou who brings you home randoms gifts, ranging from a flower he picked growing in-between cracks on the side walk, to fancy jewlery, and when you ask him why, or what the occasion was he simply answers "i don't need a reason to spoil you"

suguru getou who's love language is quality time. despite showing love in many other ways, he feels like his love is most understood and at its strongest when the two of you are spending time together. it can be anything, from cooking a meal or reading your own separate books on opposite sides of the room. as long as you're together, he isn't picky.

suguru getou who, when it's his turn to pick the movie for movie night, always picks the movie he knows you want to watch. even if it's one he isn't particularly excited about, seeing you excited when the opening credits start to roll is enough for him to enjoy his time.

suguru getou who writes little 'i love you's and poems on sticky notes and hides them around the house for you to find during your daily tasks.

suguru getou who knows when you've had a bad day long before you even come home, and draws a warm bath complete with sweet smelling bubbles, bath salts and rose petals before even make it home.

suguru getou who learns exactly how to take care of your hair, and pampers and cares for it every night before bed while you tell him all about your day.

suguru getou who wakes you up early one day every weekend to take you to a farmer's market, walking down the closed off street hand in hand, taste testing produce and filling your basket with the fresh foods, trinkets and soaps being sold around the road.

suguru getou who holds you as tight and close to his body as he can every night, because he realizes he can't sleep without the warmth and weight of your body next to his.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐁𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐄𝐋

featuring - lucifer/satan, asmodeus/solomon, beelzebub/belphegor

ꨄ synopsis: they realized their feelings a little too late for you and learn you’re with another.

content warnings: nsfw with (major?)angst, female reader, standing up sex, public sex (in the hol library), marking, oral sex (fem receiving), doggystyle, heavily implied established relationships, unrequited love essentially

side-note: quite angsty and cruel in a sense, but who doesn’t love a little betrayal essentially(?) anyways, enjoy lovelies!

-`♡´- 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑 — ft. 𝐬𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧

sometimes it was like lucifer was a little too stubborn. especially when he shouldn’t be. for some reason, he never could accept the fact he had feelings for you. it was like admitting he liked you more than just someone he was close to and trusted was a crime.

and it was his stubbornness that would be his downfall in this case. he had been looking for you in hoping to talk to you. he’d been busy with council duties he’d barely seen you.

plus his time away from you was making him realize maybe it was time to come to terms with his feelings. only for it to be too late. as he was walking by the house library he noticed there was light from the fireplace. which seemed odd.

until he heard what sounded like a moan coming from the room. the doors were slight ajar and he couldn’t help but glance through. only he immediately wished he hadn’t in that moment.

you were pressed up against the shelves, your legs wrapped around satan’s waist as he pounded into you. his thrusts causing the shelf behind you to rattle. your moans rang through the room as you clung onto him, “fuck, you’re extra tight, kitten.”

lucifer could feel his heart break, not realizing how much something like this would hurt. especially when he caught view of the bitemark on your neck, satan purposely traced with his tongue as he had you bouncing on his cock for him.

-`♡´- 𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒 — ft. 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐧

for some reason asmo denied having feelings for you. he flirted with you all the way, to the point of being a bit too touchy with you. except he was like that was everyone, you couldn’t be any special. he insisted there was nothing there between the two of you.

though because of his thoughts, he had been somewhat avoiding spending time with you. he hardly saw you but still flirted whenever he did and it was only brief.

yet as he walked down the hallway, you were on his mind. he was getting close to passing your room and felt the urge to check in on you and see you for a bit. he had heard that solomon was helping tutor you with some of the spells they were learning.

except as he reached your room, he heard noise. easily picking up what he knew for sure were moans. not to mention the clear sound of your bed creaking as well. it made his heart drop.

still somehow he compelled himself to open the door and his heart broke at the scene before him.

you were on your hands and knees, your face pressed into a pillow as you sobbed while solomon pounded into you front behind. the loud slapping of skin ringing in his ears as he heard you crying out solomon’s name. “fuck, you love when i’m pounding you from behind don’t you, princess.” solomon growled, his hands digging into the flesh of your hips as he thrusted harshly into you.

for some reason asmo still had hope. maybe it was a hookup, after all he had meaningless flings but he was quickly proven wrong. he saw the way you looked back at solomon. the way he kissed you and murmured a sweet, ‘i love you.’ was the final nail in his coffin.

-`♡´- 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁 — ft. 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐠𝐨𝐫

there were plenty moments were beel seemed blind to his feelings for you. just the way he talked about you was sweet but he would say it with an ending of being just friends. despite him clearly desiring more than just friendship.

he didn’t know how to go about his feelings, barely aware he viewed you romantically. romance wasn’t something he desired but with you, that became a different story. he just didn’t know how to act.

which was why he hardly treated you any different or exposed clear interest like how he often did when it came to food or eating. he just didn’t know, and because he was so confused he spent time away from you. trying to understand what he wanted, did he really want you romantically?

he had been going to see you and belphie who he heard were in the attic. he had been hoping to also talk to you about his feelings with the possible support of his brother belphie by his side.

except while reaching the top of the stairs, he heard noise and a weird slurping sound. he came to a halt by the door, peeking inside only for his eyes to widen and his poor heart to break.

he saw belphie in between your legs, eagerly eating you out while you had your eyes closed and held on his hair. “you taste just so sweet every time i devour you. do you like me tongue on your pussy~?” belphie’s words teasing yet his hands tracing along your thighs were loving. gently squeezing them as he sucked on your folds and made you throw your head back into the pile of pillows.

beel was frozen in place hearing the girl he loved, screaming his twin brother’s name. it hurt even more when he saw the way belphie’s hand reached up to grab yours, intertwining your fingers together.

© 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒍𝒑𝒉𝒊𝒆 2023 all content and writing belongs to me. please do not repost, translate, or share on other platforms.

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