Congratulations Whore!!!

"You suck at your job"

[OC x Gender Neutral! Chubby! Reader]
[Fluff and Smut]
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Finnegan had never been the best sex demon out there. He was always zoned out or always distracted with the smallest things. His partners and clients always complained of him dipping in the middle of sex, but he almost never cared.

He had gotten another request this time, a small job from someone using the usual summoning ritual.

You stood there as the symbol you drew on the floor in chalk began to slowly glow. It dimmed in lighting, nearly losing its spark before a darkness exploded from the spot it was drawn.

Falling back on your ass, you covered yourself from the blast before looking around at was once the abandoned warehouse you had used to do this. Every small window seemed to be covered, the lights seeming to have been smashed by the darkness enveloping the room. Looking closer, the windows seemed to be covered by moving tendrils, looking thin and as if made of hair.

As you were distracted, Finnegan crawled out from the symbol on the floor, his hair on his head writhing as it worked to cover the light in the room. It squirmed around in endless directions before he finally popped himself out. There, he spotted you, cluelessly looking around for him.

As a demon, he always had to stick to the darkness of rooms. Finnegan dearly wished to touch the light with his own skin, to feel the warmness flow through his fingers. By sticking to the shadows, he moved from place to place on the floor to rising behind you.

You felt two slender hands snake around your waist, a warm breath nearly dripping down your back. You relaxed, feeling the excitement in your pants growing hotter as the beings hands teasingly dragged up to you chest and neck.

The fingers clenched gently around your throat, the hand on your chest moving to hook your shirt down. A sudden tug and a rip had split your shirt right down the middle. You felt your breath hitch as the hand moved right back up your chest and began to slowly rub circles around your nipple.

A small whimper came from your throat as the being tightened its finger around your neck and nipple, the breath on your neck growing into a wet, slippery tongue exploring your shoulder bone.

As you felt your body melt in the beings arms, Finnegan had moved to see you down on the floor, his wide and spastic eye meeting yours. You felt yourself hold your breath as he stared down at you. His eye was the brightest thing in the room, practically glowing as he stared down at you.

"... You feel so warm."

You let out the breath you were holding, fear replacing itself with a near gentleness. Finnegan's voice was a whisper, a raspy and breathless cry. "So... so warm. Your body feels as if... as if you were the light itself." You could feel the slender hands grip your thighs and hips. He squeezed gently and a shakey breath left him.

Your heart nearly swelled, the praise and touched filling you up with love and near euphoria. Little whines of pleasure coming from your throat as he practically purred at the warmth coming from your rolls.

The hand on his thigh drifted to your sex, rubbing it gently with his hand as you quietly squealed into your own hand. You could hear his raspy laugh as you wiggled into his hand, silently begging for him to continue. " Poor human... have you not been loved like this before? Oh dear... how could they have neglected such treasures...?"

You uncovered your mouth slightly, a small whimper coming from your mouth. "Finnegan right...? Hah... I just... wasn't expecting such surprise with you. I-" You were cut off my the sudden, yet familiar tug and rip for your pants. You looked down as you could barely see your sex left out in the air, Finnegan's eye looking down at it with anticipation.

You watched as he lower himself down, where his mouth would be lining up with your genitals. You couldn't see his mouth, but you felt the hot and heavy breath coming from it. A shiny, black tongue appearing from the space in his face, slowly moving as to graze the tip of your sex.

You felt yourself relax and lean back at the touch. The tongue moving in a back and forth motion as to rub your heat in all the right places. You felt yourself hitching your breath as quiet moans came from you. Finnegan's eye was lidded, and noises of joy came from him.

Despite his tongue being out, he spoke nonestop as he whirled his tongue. "Scho... delichous... hah.. scho.. ghood...!" His slender hands removed themselves from your stomach and thighs to instead lift your hips up closer to his face. Finnegan closed his eyes as he lost himself if your taste.

You could feel his tongue moving relentlessly, it moving to swirl and twist in ways to make moans flow out of your throat. Your hips being held up, you tried to balance yourself by propping your elbows up. You could feel yourself shaking however, the constant ebb and flow of pleasure running through you as Finnegan dug his face into your groin.

You let nothing but breathless moans and small cries of his name to escape your mouth. A shakey hand moved to grip his head and bring it deeper onto your heat, your thighs involuntarily squeezing together to crush Finnegan's head.

He didn't mind one bit, his hands instead gripping your hips harder and squeezing more of your body's heat onto his phalanges.

You felt your body stilt, thighs fully squeezing and your body was racked into an orgasm. Tongue hanging out of your mouth, you cried out as you came onto Finnegan's tongue. He gulped down every drip that came from you, a content hum coming from him.

With his tongue retracting into his face, he laid you onto your back and watched as you caught your breath. Finnegan prepared to whip out his own sex, the 4 tentacles slowly appearing from his body. You looked down at his cocks as they writhed around. You slowly moved to open your legs, presenting yourself and signaling your want.

Finnegan hunched over, the hair on his head moving as to form a sort of cushion under you. It slowly raised your body as to level your your hole with the biggest tentacle, the thing moving closer to you with anticipation.

Finnegan had sensed it, he had seen it fluttering in the wind. He halted, you in tow as you watch him whip his head around with a sickening crack. The cushion beneath you lowered you slowly, your confusion growing as you watched his faint figure turn around.

"Finnegan...? What's wrong?"

He didn't respond. Moving forward towards something that too caught your eye. In the warehouse, they housed different gems in the past. A singular gem laid on the floor, left behind and shining in contrast to its dark surroundings.

As he walked away and towards the gem, you couldn't help but feel appalled. Quickly sitting up, you called out. "Excuse me! I had summoned you! As your summoner, I order you back here!" Finnegan barely stopped in his tracks, getting to the gem and inspecting it with his fingers.

You called out over and over, beckoning him to finish you off. However, Finnegan had long forgotten you. The windows shined once more as the hairs retreated back into him, his form sinking into the floor as the room grew more lit.

There, left alone and heated, you called out as the tip of his head disappeared. "You suck at your job!"

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*relieved sigh * oh my god finally got it out of my system