Desire [Creepypasta Lemons]

Zalgo/Fem!Witch!Reader - Weird Ways Of Summoning Demons

im back with these i guess and hopefully my writing isnt shitty anumlrr lol
also zalgo is literally a demon waiting to start the apocalypse why would he know like anything about humans hes probably at least curious thanks
also he has 2 (two) tentacle dicks. why? why not
pretty long read, just fyi

You sighed, throwing down your spellbook after another failed cast. "What the fuck is wrong with my magic lately?" You grumbled to yourself, stretching and heading out of your spellspace. Hours upon hours of messed up spellwork had taken its toll on you. Quickly changing out of your witch robes and into simple pajamas, you redid your messy bun and headed to the kitchen, grabbing your laptop on the way.

Placing your laptop on the counter, you searched up various urban legends and things while cooking something for yourself. Eventually getting into the "Creepypasta" sort of thing, you read through quite a few things before coming across something about a demon named Zalgo. Interested, you read more and more, as the demon seemed to be at least a very good fake.

It seemed to solidify it for you once you found the ridiculous 'Zalgo corrupted' comics and such. Chuckling to yourself and shaking your head, you said, "Wow, mortals really do have weird imaginations." Scrolling through the rest of the article, bemused, you continued to talk aloud. "What demon of chaos would spend time fucking with comics online?"

"Well, it's a good way to pass time." A strange voice, sounding like 6 separate voices, came from behind you.

"What in the actual FUCK-" You screeched, whirling around while grabbing your butter knife as a shitty defense mechanism. A tall, dark humanoid silhouette leaned on your kitchen counter, chuckling at your reaction.

"Who-? Zalgo?? Why the fuck are you here?" You stuttered, speechless.

"To tell the truth, I heard you talking shit and I came on up from the void to make you believe in me," Zalgo responded. You stared at him in disbelief.

"That's a really shitty reason," You said, extremely bluntly. He rolled his 4 eyes. "There's nothing to do in the void besides scare mortals and wait to start the apocalypse." You snickered. "Alright, buddy."

"While I'm up here, anyway, is there anything you need help with? We could possibly make... a deal, of some sort," Zalgo stated. After a minute of arguing with yourself, you sighed. "I've been having trouble with my spellwork recently. Will you help me solve that? I mean, depending on what I have to do in return. Tell me what you want first."

Zalgo paused.

"...I was wondering what mortals felt like. I have never really experienced any sort of intimacy, after all, and after centuries you do get curious or bored of what you have. So here's the deal: You have sex with me, treat me how you would treat a friend or lover of sorts, and I help you with your magic."

Again, you stared at him in utter disbelief, and then giggled. "A'ight. I've done stranger. When did you want to...?"

"Preferably now."

"Oh--Okay. Just give me a second." You cough and stand up. Spearing a piece of your salmon on your fork, you stand up and walk to him. "Open up, sweetheart," You say with a shiteating grin. He rolls his eyes and opens one of his mouths, letting you stick the food in. As soon as the food touched his tongue, he perked up and started slowly chewing, as if he had never eaten before. 'That at least makes sense. Demons don't really need to eat like humans do,' You thought to yourself. As he finished eating the bite, you handed him the fork. "Go ahead and eat the rest of my dinner if you want." Walking away from the kitchen, you headed into the bathroom to take a shower and freshen up a bit.

By the time you got out and came back, Zalgo was sitting on your chair, looking at your laptop with an empty plate in front of him. "So, are we gonna fuck now?" You said, leaning against the doorframe. "Oh- Yes, that," Zalgo said, hopping off the chair. You took his head and gently tugged him towards your bedroom.

🍋 lemon alert 🍋

Leading Zalgo into your room, you gently pulled him down into a kiss with his main mouth. He seemed to make a shy sort of noise as if he hadn't expected it, and you slowly led him towards the bed. Pushing him onto it, you stripped off your clothing and held his hands with yours. Trapping him onto the bed, you initiated another kiss, pushing your tongue against his. You slowly start grinding against his crotch area, or what you assume to be it, and hear him making soft groans into your mouth. Reaching your hand downward, you rub your palm against the area, and it feels extremely weird. His body seems to have smoke surrounding it and the solid part of hin feels kind of similar to scales from the waist down. Waving it off, you continue to rub his crotch gently until two tentacle-like things seem to slip out of a slit from nowhere and stay in your palm. As they're already extremely slick, you sit up and test how long they are. They seem to be extremely flexible and you stroke them a couple more times before directing your other hand to your pussy.

Gently sliding your fingers along your slick entrance, you gently finger yourself, listening to the soft groans and feeling Zalgo grind up against your hand. Toying with your entrance, you decide that the tentacles are slick enough to do this without lube or too much prep. Continuing to toy with your entrance, gently stretching it, you watch Zalgo's reactions to your touch. He gently bucks his hips into your hand, grinding and making extremely soft whining sounds. Giggling quietly as you realize you're literally taking a chaos demon's virginity, you position yourself above one of the tentacles and it easily slips inside you.

You move your hips, contracting your muscles, and watch as Zalgo's face contorts in pleasure. "Enjoying this, Z?" You say, grinning at him and gently rocking your hips back and forth against him, busying his other tentacle with your hand. He groans in response, his voice taking on the echo-y effect that happens when he talks in all of his voices. "I'll take that as a yes," You chuckle, raising your hips up before sliding back down. Slowly, you pick up pace until you're riding him in earnest, moaning his name.

"Ah- Ugh, hell, (Y/N)," He growls out ad he thrusts his hips into yours. He props himself up and leans forward to kiss you, you bringing up your arms around his neck. Suddenly stopping at the "head" of the tentacle you're currently riding, he opens his eyes in confusion. "(Y/N), what's--" His sentence is cut off as you sink onto both of his tentacles, both of you moaning and gasping.

Zalgo puts his hands onto your hips, digging in with his sharp fingernails and scratching you hard as he can as he shoves himself into you, completely losing himself. You cling onto him, moaning his name as he fully goes down on you. You feel as though static is filling your brain as Zalgo fucks you hard, stretching you open.

"Ah, fuck--! Zalgo, that feels amazing--!" You gasp out, arching hard as you cum, grinding your hips all the way down and squeezing hard. The static grows louder and you nearly pass out as Zalgo cums into you, filling you up and biting your shoulder hard. You absolutely collapse onto Zalgo, and he falls backward onto the bed as his tentacles slip out of your body.

Catching your breath, laying on Zalgo, you purr. "Was that all you wanted?" You ask him. He nods meekly. You grin.

"Give me help with my magic and we can do a lot more than just that."

He nods again.