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You were such a tease .
It infuriated Satan yet also excited him.
Today you were especially pushing it. You sent messages to him, detailing on how you would love to suck him off in the hidden corners of RAD’s extensive library, hearing him quietly moan and whine as he bucks into your mouth. He was currently in the said library to research more on this huge paper that was due in two weeks while you went straight home after classes.
The messages made the usually composed demon shift in his seat, the tips of his unnaturally pointy ears turning red.
His screen lit again as a new message came in from you.
This time, there was a picture attachment.
Lowering down his brightness and subtly shifting his phone so that no one else behind him could see what he was about to see he opened the message and nearly gasped out loud.
It was a picture of you in one of the sweaters you gifted him. A soft, warm, dark green jacket.
But that was all you had on.
You took the photo in front of a full-length mirror that was in his room. You were on your knees with your legs spread open while lifting his jacket past your navel so that he could see what was waiting for him at home.
Satan palmed himself so he can ease his half-hard erection before realizing you sent a new message.
💕: when you coming home?
Satan: Such an innocent question after sending a naughty picture.
💕:: got bored waiting for you
💕:: so you’re coming soon?
Satan: Packing my stuff right now .
Satan: You better be ready when I get there .
Satan quickly started to put his supplies back into his bag, hoping no one happened to see the tent in his pants when his D.D.D buzzed with a phone call.
“What?”
“ Not even a hello for me? And here I thought you loved me. ”
“I’m reconsidering it now since someone decided to send me a picture of them in my room with nothing on but my jacket.” Satan looked around the library to see if anyone could hear him and lowered his voice. “You know that does things to a demon like me. You know we’re weak against temptation.”
“ Then you’d better get home now before I get off without you, sir . ” You teased out. A shot of pleasure went straight to his dick when you called him sir, his biggest weakness.
“What are you calling for?” Satan gritted out. The sooner he got home, the sooner he could have you squeezing around his dick as you begged for him to slow down.
“ I just wanted to hear how desperate you were. That’s all. ” Satan could hear the light teasing in your voice and tsked at your actions.
“Well, if you are asking to be teased to the edge of tears keep on talking. I have patience.”
“ Ohhh, I’m so scared. Whatever will I do? I wouldn’t want to make my lover get angry at me. He has a bad temper, one that I love seeing when he tells me how pathetic I am. I especially love it when he has that cute face when he’s close to cumming, trying to hold in his composure to not breed me until I’m full of his cum. ”
“Stop it.”
“ Maybe I should prepare myself when he gets home. Play with myself until I’m stretched out for him. He knows I like it rough. ”
He knew what you were trying to do and it was working. All of what you were saying was going straight to his dick, already straining against his RAD uniform.
He can’t go home when everyone can see how hard he is without the humiliation.
And if it got back to his brothers with a scolding from Lucifer? It almost made his erection completely disappear.
Almost.
“You’re nothing but a tease.”
“ And you love me for that. Don’t hang up on me. ”
“I won’t.” Satan swung his messenger bag onto his shoulder and left the library, heading straight to the bathroom. “Can’t believe you’re making me do this.” Satan said quietly to the phone, trying to subtly cover his erection.
“ You love it when I make you do things like this. You’re so cute when you don’t admit the things you wanna do. Makes me feel like I’m the evil demon, tempting you to join me in hell. ”
Satan accidentally bumped into someone’s shoulder, too caught up on how your voice was playing with his senses.
“Hey! Watch where the fuck you’re going, scumbag—oh, my bad Satan. I didn’t realize it was—”
Satan pushed the demon out of his way, not bothering to give them a glance. “Move.”
All they did was obey, quietly murmuring prayers of forgiveness as they tried to not piss their pants.
Satan pulled the door open, barking at everyone that was in there to get out. They scurried out like roaches, not wanting to deal with whatever mood the Avatar of Wrath was in.
“ That was so incredibly hot of you. Definitely yell at me like that next time. ”
“You’re not helping.” Satan groaned out, entering and locking into a bathroom stall. If he was the rational, patient demon he always was he would definitely not be looking for his headphones so he could place his phone on the lid of the trashcan as he shoved the earbuds in. He would be disgusted to sit on the toilet to pull his pants down to his knees as he pulled his dick out. And he would be ashamed for the way he groaned when he wrapped his hand around his length and softly stroked it.
“ Already getting started without me? You’re desperate. ” He heard you shifting on the other end of the line, picking up the faint snap of a bottle cap opening.
“It’s your fault for sending that— mmh —picture while I was studying.”
“ Care to remind me what picture I sent? I may have forgotten what you’re talking about. ”
“You know damn well what— aah —what I’m talking about.” He was now panting heavily, too pent up to tease himself like he usually would. He was truly desperate to get off.
“ Tell me, Satan. What picture did I send? ”
Arousal was dripping down onto his hands, wanting badly to get off balls deep inside of you from squeezing around his dick
“The one of you in my sweater and nothing else. I want to fuck into that tight hole until you’re pleading for me to slow down and even then I’ll just go deeper inside of you.” Satan’s hand quickly speeds up around himself, rubbing at that one place just underneath his head that always makes his toes curl. He freely moans in the bathroom, letting you hear just exactly needy he is for you.
“ Does my little pet wanna fuck me?” You teased out towards him, letting your soft moans be heard through the phone. “ Does he want to bury himself inside of me until I’m full of his kids? ”
“You already know what my answer is! I want you so badly— shit! ”
“ Slow down .” Satan did what he was told and slowed down, now casually jerking himself off.
“Aha, is that the best you can do?” Satan gritted out. He’s been painfully hard for more than five minutes and you still wanted to tease him?
“ I’m just getting started, pet. ” You giggled out. He heard a groan on your side and felt his cock twitch in interest. “ Keep going . Tell me all the things You wanna do to me when you get here. ”
Satan rested his head against the cool feeling of the stall and panted heavily. “I want to breed that little fucking slutty hole of yours. Knock you up to be my little bitch. I wanna make you scream out my name so everyone knows who is making you feel this good. Pull on my hair as I wrap my lips around you, drinking in every single drop from your skin, worshipping and using your body for my own pleasure.”
“ Fuuuck, keep going. You sound so hot when you talk like that .” Faintly, he heard wet squelching, your fingers stretching and fucking your little hole open for him. “ Wish you can be inside of me right now. I want you. ”
“These aren’t wishes, love. These are promises.”
“Go faster. ” Satan picked up the speed and hurried himself, his hand stroking the entirety of his length. The faster he came, the faster he can act upon his desires.
“Let me come, please let me come already.” He was so close to his orgasm but you didn’t say anything about stopping or slowing down.
“. . . Who should let you come? ”
“You! You, master!” Satan whined out. He was gripping the side of the toilet trash dispenser that was bolted on the stall, barely holding himself back from cumming.
“ Such a good boy for me. You can come for me now. ” Satan was already ahead of himself, cumming all over himself and the tiled bathroom floor, drawling out your name in a moan. You were rubbing quickly at your sex, trying to come as soon as you can to join Satan. It was only until he moaned out your name did you feel that pleasure reach its high as you came over your fingers and Satan’s sheets.
Both of you heavily panted over the line, swallowing down salvia to satisfy your dry throats.
“You better,” Satan panted out, “ better be ready when I get there.”
“ I’ll be waiting .”
Click.