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Poll Winner: Take Me, My Helltaker (Helltaker)
🕑 Added 2020-09-23 06:46:27 +0000 UTC((Sorry for the wait, folks!))
Helltaker: In which the Helltaker's enjoyed the fruit of his hard work of gathering up a harem of drop-dead gorgeous demon girls. Starting with the beautiful, lovely Lucifer. Tag. Rough Sex, Demon Girls, Romance
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Helltaker remembered a saying he often found himself thinking about.
‘Life at best is bittersweet.’
And his life felt rather true to that statement. When he woke up one day, wanting, nay, demanding a demon harem, he went through Hell to get the women willing to join him. Shockingly, that wasn’t the hard part.
Living with them was.
In his youth, well, a month ago before he got his harem, he thought living with a bunch of sexy monster girls would be nice. Good sex, demon girls, great sex, and some devilishly sweet company.
Reality had other plans.
He knocked on Lucifer’s door, calling out to her. “Breakfast is ready,” he told her. Normally Lucifer would be up helping him make pancakes for the other girls, but today she refused to help. Instead she demanded he bring her food up to her room, and he reluctantly obeyed.
“Enter,” she declared, and he opened the door to step inside with the plate of food.
“Morning,” he greeted her, walking into the room and bringing her food to her nightstand.
Lucifer, or Lucy as he and the others liked to call her, laid on her bed, watching the man who had claimed her with a curious gaze. He wasn’t sure what to make of it. Honestly, it seemed like half of the women wanted to kill him while the other half wanted a new toy to play with.
Her gaze seemed to turn angry as she crossed her arms over her chest. He tried not to glance at them. All she was wearing was her pajamas, and the dark clothing was unbuttoned at the top, showing off some of her cleavage. Her blanket covered half of her body, hanging loosely down her legs.
Helltaker kept his eyes locked on hers as she stared at him. Her eyes roamed over his body. “What the hell happened to you?” she asked, raising her brow.
“What do you mean?”
“You look like shit.” Heh. He always liked that about Lucifer. She was straightforward and blunt.
“Well, Cerberus got in trouble again, so I woke up around five to help her.”
“Police?”
“FBI, actually.”
“Ah. You went to sleep after that, didn’t you?”
“I would have, if Azazel didn’t keep me up with questions.”
“She is annoying.”
“She means well.
Lucifer scoffed, before pointing at his sleeve. He sighed as she asked, “And the cuts in your clothes?”
“I messed up Pandemonica’s coffee.”
“Ah.” She nodded her head, and he shrugged in response, before turning away. He began walking to the door, only for her voice to stop him. “Wait. Close the door and come here.”
“Something wrong with your food?” he asked with a quiet sigh, closing the door and walking back towards her.
“If there was, what would you do?” she asked, gently poking at the pancakes beside her.
“Make you some fresh ones.”
“So submissive,” she commented, venom dripping from her teeth.
“It’s not a battle worth fighting. You’re my friend, and a real man takes care of his friends.”
“You cook, you clean, you take care of all of their insane quirks,” Lucy commented, motioning to the door behind him. “And for what?”
“Company is nice.”
“You’re a buffoon,” she spat, shaking her head.
“Did you just want to insult me?”
“No, I…” She turned away, scowling at the wall as he raised his brow. “You deserve better than them, and… and other immature demons.”
That was a surprise. Almost sounded like an apology. Helltaker tilted his head as Lucifer glanced at him. “You went through hell to, what? Go through hell again.”
“You’re not that bad.”
“How many times have you nearly died or been trapped in a void of misery and darkness? Just this week?!”
“Five. What’s your point?”
“You deserve something to make all this a bit more… fair.”
“The Queen of Hell is talking to me about fair?”
“Thing about Hell is that it’s for sinners. You get what you deserve. Part of my job is making sure people get that, and only that. You can’t put gluttons in the Seventh Circle, and all that,” she explained.
Helltaker sat on her bed, raising his brow as he noticed a subtle shade of scarlet on Lucifer’s face. “So what are you getting at?”
“You deserve… better. A reward. The fruit of your labors.” He watched her pull the blanket off of her legs, and his eyes widened as he saw she wasn’t wearing anything under her shirt. No panties, no pants. Her legs were bare, and her pussy was in clear view of his gaze.
He blinked as she gently prodded him with her foot. “So take me as that reward. A once in an eternity chance, Helltaker. Come and fuck the Queen of Hell.”
Helltaker glanced at her foot, before following her leg to her pussy. He stared at it, before slowly looking up at Lucifer’s blushing face. She avoided his gaze, before forcing herself to meet it with bright, scarlet cheeks.
He leaned closer and she let out a small squeak, eyes widening. He had her trapped between him and the wall, and she slid down, lower onto the bed as she glared at him. He was so close she could feel his breath on her lips. She gulped, wondering if she should lean in and-
“Lucifer, I don’t want to take advantage of you.”
“What?” She blinked, before growling. “What?! I’m practically throwing myself at you, and you have the balls to reject me?! You won’t have those balls for much longer if-”
“Let me finish,” he demanded, and she fell silent. “I don’t want you to have sex with me out of pity or guilt. It’s not right.” He pulled away, standing up and turning away. “You shouldn’t feel like you have to have sex with me. It’s not right.” He chuckled, avoiding her wide eyes.
“Besides, I’d probably be too rough with you anyways.” He might have said it as a joke, but the quiver in his voice was clear.
Her hand caught his before he could pull away, and turned to stare at her. “Lucifer-”
“Shut up, and listen. I… I want to have sex with you. The reason I haven’t helped you with food recently is because I’m jealous! Seeing all those other girls eyeing you, flirting with you… It pissed me off. That’s why I’ve been so shitty around you,” she confessed with a low sigh.
“I hate it, but I know I can be a bit… emotional, at times.” She stared at their locked hands as she took a deep breath. “But I like you, and I… I want to do this. Because you deserve it, and because I… I want to.”
He didn’t say anything. He took a deep breath, fixing his glasses onto his face. He chew on his bottom lip as he practically bore a hole through the wall with his stare. He sighed.
“And you’re sure about this?” he asked.
“I wouldn’t be offering it to you if I wasn’t,” she replied, sitting up.
“I… tend to play rough,” he admitted, looking at his hands. She placed one of her own on them, feeling his rough skin.
He was a man who worked with his hands. She always liked that about him. Her thumb gently stroked his own as she leaned closer, nearly bringing her lips to his ear.
“Show me.”
“Pancakes,” he muttered, glancing at her, and she actually recoiled, clearly confused.
“What?”
“The safeword. In case you need it,” he explained as he began to take off his clothes.
Lucifer watched his clothes fall to the ground unceremoniously. He was… He was certainly her type. His body had history to it. Scars and cuts, but more importantly, muscle. A reward for his hard work and determination. He was a sculpture of masculine perfection. His spirit, his raw drive forged his body into that of a warrior.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. She gulped, glancing away, before turning back to stare at him. She could breathe in his musk as began to unzip his pants.
“You sure about-?”
“Just take your clothes off,” she scowled, and he shrugged, obeying her.
His clothes fell to the ground, and she looked at the naked man who had earned her respect. His cock was already hard for her, subtly pulsing between his legs as his muscles twitched. He avoided her eyes as she noticed his flushed cheeks.
“Well? Take me,” Lucifer chuckled, falling onto the bed and spreading her legs.
“Alright. Just let me get hard first.”
“Be my gu-what?” She blinked, jaw falling open as he took his dick in his hand and began ot stroke it. Lucifer watched it grow, exceeding her expectations quickly as she tried to put words to what she was saying. “I… What… Huh?”
“I’m grower,” he muttered.
“You’re a fucking titan! You’re as big as an incubus!”
“Uhh, thanks?”
She smacked his hand away from his cock and took the beast between her fingers. Her eyes widened as she stroked it, moving it back and forth, aweing at the way the veins pressed against the skin. She gulped, leaning down closer to sniff it.
Lucifer handled his cock like it was a treasure, stroking it with her soft fingers as he gulped. She glanced at him, before stretching her body up. She placed a hand on his shoulder and another on his cheek, turning him to face her.
He did so, and she kissed his lips. Their lips gently nibbled on one another, before she pushed her tongue into his mouth. He moaned, wrapping his arms around her and squeezing tight enough to crush a weaker woman.
But the Helltaker was not with a weak, little mortal. No, he deserved the best, and Lucifer knew that she was the best choice. She undid her top as he kissed her, and when the buttons gave her trouble, she tore her clothes off.
Her breasts bounced free as she broke the kiss and laid on her back. She spread her legs apart as she grinned. “Fuck me as hard as you want. Take me, Helltaker.”
The man rolled his shoulder, before pouncing onto his prey. Lucifer beamed as he pinned her down, holding her arms down as he just forced his thick python into her. Lucifer had never bothered much with sex before now. It was a distraction from her duties.
She had a couple of orgies, but nothing more. Nothing this intimate.
He laid on top of her, holding her down as his cock began to enter her. She couldn’t stop herself from moaning, leaning her head back as she cried out in pleasure. Her pussy tightened around the shaft, welcoming it inside of her as she fought back a scream.
Helltaker was on top of her. The full weight of the man holding her down, imprisoning her as his cock forced its way into her. It hurt, but the mix of humiliation and sexual desire was an excellent anesthesia.
She felt her pussy stretch. It hurt. She still squeezed the girthy member, and listened to the sweet sounds of his moans and grunts.
“Y-you’re tight,” he muttered, feeling over half of his cock being squeezed by her womanhood.
“D-demon pussy, sweetie,” she slowly uttered. “Built to take the best.” Her hands broke free and grabbed him. He caught her smile, before she pulled him closer, and the rest of his cock slammed into her, causing both of them to tremble and fight back screams.
The two embraced one another, slowly waiting for her pussy to adjust. It didn’t take long as she nuzzled her face against his, careful not to scratch him with her horn.
“Fuck me,” she demanded. “Make the Queen of Hell your bitch.”
“Hey. You’re a fine lady if you ask me,” he chuckled, and she felt her own cheeks burn hot.
“You’ve got a weird idea of dirty talk.”
“Then how about this?” He kissed her ear, before nibbling on her earlobe. She gasped, trembling a bit as her pussy gripped his dick. “I’m going to fuck you, bitch.”
That sent a shiver down Lucifer’s body. She gulped, before she felt his cock slowly slip out of her body. Feeling every inch of it moving inside of her drove her to cry out, but then he thrust forward again, and Lucifer nearly came right there.
Helltaker wasn’t human. She had her suspicions before, but the way he was fucking her was driving her crazy. The bed was shaking, banging against the walls of her room as she did her best to hold on.
Her normally stern and smug face was reduced to mewling in pleasure, tongue hanging out of her mouth as her eyes nearly rolled into her skull. The springs were groaning under them as he fucked her, slamming into her naked body.
Lucifer’s pussy was soaking wet and ready to accept the cock, she thought, but the speed at which he was fucking her was making it hard to comprehend anything. Thoughts were pushed out of her mind so she could feel that cock.
Feel how big it was, how hard he was fucking her. The way his balls smacked against her pussy made her tingle as she let out something that sounded like a giggle.
“H-harder! Harder! Haaa-aaahh!” she begged.
He was pounding her. Hammering away at her cunt as she embraced him. She squeezed their bodies together, feeling her hard nipples poke and prod at his chest as his body laid on top of her. The wet smack of their bodies filled the room as the two kissed once more.
This time he kissed her with wild desire and passion, pushing his tongue into her mouth as tears fell down her face. Never in her long life had she felt such pleasure. Then again, never in all her life did a human so quickly steal her heart.
Ecstasy flowed through her body, consuming her as she came on the cock of her Helltaker. Her pussy juices stained the bed as he came inside of her. Her tight pussy milked his cock, letting him pump his seed inside of her as she sucked on his tongue.
Lucifer couldn’t think. Her brain was fried as she clung to her man, digging her sharp nails into his skin. She felt herself fill with the man’s cum, until she was overflowing with seed. Cum dripped onto the bed as he laid on top of her, sighing as he put his weight on her.
She barely noticed as she hugged him, nuzzling her cheek against his.
“You okay?” he asked, lifting his head to look into her eyes.
“Y-you…”
“Lucifer?”
“You kept your glasses on? The whole time?” she blinked, and he chuckled as he looked away. She snickered under him, closing her eyes.
“That was amazing. Please tell me you have another one in you,” she sighed.
“Got another two or three.”
“Make it four, and I might just let you dump another load in me.” She placed a hand on the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss, one that he was all too happy to return… “My dear, Helltaker…”
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