Kinktober 2026
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Her tongue slipped between his teeth, caressing his own and leading them into territory they both found to be at least a little familiar.
The press of bare skin to bare skin was almost new.
The knowledge that their initiating press of lips would lead to tied tongues and exposed flesh, and then something infinitely more intimate, was entirely foreign.
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Kinktober Day 1: CONDOMS
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- Part 1 of Kinktober 2026
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Over the table, her knuckles whitened around the pen between her fingers.
Her gaze settled into an apathetic glare, fixed to her husband as he rambled on and on, jubilant and entirely smug as he cast her short, fleeting glances that went unnoticed by the princess and her girlfriend.
Under the table, her thighs trembled around the staff pressed close to her groin. Because with every chirpy syllable uttered by her spouse, with every exaggerated laugh and hum and emphasis, he willed a dizzying thrum of vibrations through the stem of his staff.
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Kinktober Day 2: EMBARRASSMENT
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- Part 2 of Kinktober 2026
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She tilted her head at him, narrowing her gaze and arching a dubious brow. “You gonna kiss and make up?”
She let her eyes flit towards Alastor, then back to Vincent. Indicative and wordlessly demanding.
Vincent felt his pulse jump at the silent insinuation, eyes mimicking the trajectory of hers, twitching from her open expression to the spoony visage of his older cohort.
“C’mere.”
It was all he said before his hands reached forth, interrupting Alastor’s condescending derision, fingers tangling in the mess of curls at the back of the Alastor’s head before he yanked his face into his, mouths meeting over the curve of their lover’s shoulder.
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Kinktober Day 3: HATE SEX
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- Part 3 of Kinktober 2026
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Idle hands are the devil’s playthings.
It was a lament that her father had instilled within her faithful brain from an age of youth and girlish naivety.
She supposed her daddy would be paled and stricken if he were ever to learn just how she had been keeping her hands busy for those past two hours
Because, as it would turn out, busy hands were the devil’s playthings too.
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Kinktober Day 4: SUBSPACE
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- Part 4 of Kinktober 2026
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Good things came in threes.
Unspeakable, amorous, wondrous things came when there were three Lucifer’s. All equipped with practiced mouths and familiar hands, each longing to outdo the other and corral her into the hazy, smoldering warmth of unending bliss.
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Kinktober Day 5: CLONING
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- Part 5 of Kinktober 2026
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The concluding hustle and bustle of studio floor was sliced cleanly through by a sharp call of her name.
Most heads in the room swiveled to eye the overlord charily.
Others cast the doe demoness in question a wary glance.
None of them waited around any longer than for the few eerie seconds it took for the overlord to request; “A minute?”
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Kinktober Day 6: HELD DOWN
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- Part 6 of Kinktober 2026
- Part 5 of Vox’s Payrolled Situationship
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Kinktober Day 7: Cock Warming, Aphrodisiacs by route_to_evil
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
06 Oct 2026
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It was cruel of her, really.
To slink into his office the moment her shift had ended, to close the distance between her and his desk before she perched herself on the edge his desk.
It had only taken a pouty jut of her bottom lip and a few sweet, crooning words for all of his inhibitions to melt and saunter away, leaving him with a doe seated on his cock, satisfaction tilting her teasing expression as she waited, content to remain chest to chest and still in his lap until he was finished for the evening.
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Kinktober Day 7: COCK WARMING, APHRODISIAC
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- Part 7 of Kinktober 2026
- Part 6 of Vox’s Payrolled Situationship
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She understood, uniquely and wholly, why Lucifer had been deemed the light bringer.
Because her eyes had been bestowed with nothing but the sight of bursting stars since he’d gotten his hands on her.
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Kinktober Day 8: FACE SITTING
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- Part 8 of Kinktober 2026
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He could break the restraints.
He could tackle her unsuspecting form onto her back and wrangle her under his bedsheets. He could disrobe her the same way she’d undone his every button and zip and stripped him bare before her. He could take her for hours. He knew she’d be happy to let him. But he also knew she liked when she had him under her thumb.
Part of him regretted letting her get close enough to know that was an option.
The rest of him was too caught up with chasing a distant orgasm to care.
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Kinktober Day 9: ORGASM DELAY/DENIAL
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- Part 9 of Kinktober 2026
- Part 7 of Vox’s Payrolled Situationship
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He’d long since made peace with the knowledge that he’d never bask with the holy grace of heaven’s light.
Though, he supposed, sex before marriage was the least of his crimes.
But, he had to assume, that this, wrapped up in the warmth of his girlfriend’s velvety walls, melting against her as her arms looped around his shoulders and her ankles locked at the backs of his thighs, urging him a little closer as her pulse jumped and her breath stuttered, was pretty damn close.
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Kinktober Day 10: GENTLE SEX
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- Part 10 of Kinktober 2026
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Kinktober Day 11: Breathplay, Religion Kink by route_to_evil
Fandoms: Hazbin Hotel (Cartoon)
13 Oct 2026
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Vincent," he called, resisting the urge to let a knowing smirk quirk the edge of his lips when the man instantly stood straight under his scrutinizing gaze, lids lifting slightly, pink lips parting around a soundless question of ‘what?’.
It was almost endearing, that unspoken, reflexive need to please.
“You do whatever it is you do.”
“Romantic,” Vincent said, flat and unenthused.
But despite it all, his hands had already wandered to the leather of his belt, undoing the silver buckle as he sent the older man an apathetic glare. His body had already fallen to instinct and mimicked Alastor’s downward drop, caging her body beneath him as he spread her legs with the outwards drag of his own knees.
“We’re trying to summon the devil, weather boy,” Alastor crooned, silken scarf wrapped tight around his fist as his other hand yanked at the material’s end, pulling it taught before him. “Not sexual tension.”
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Kinktober Day Eleven: RELIGION KINK, BREATHPLAY
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- Part 11 of Kinktober 2026
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“Oh, yeah?” She purred into the receiver, eager and coy, and Vox could practically hear the smirk in her tone. “Got any positions that you think’d suit me?”
“I can think of a few,” the overlord crooned, suggestive and low, cyan claws plucking at the fine stitching of his jacket’s lapels. “‘Course they’re all below me.”
“…All?”
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Kinktober Day Twelve: Phone Sex
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- Part 12 of Kinktober 2026
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“You shouldn’t look so fucking hot in this stupid robe,” she complained, but not really, lidded eyes drifting down to the reason she’d pounced on him in the first place.
To the pale pink fluff framing his chest, robe falling open across the slope of his sternum as her fingers clenched the soft material in a vice-like grip. All the way down the way the material fell open in sweeping pools around his hips.
“It’s a sexy robe,” he chirped, nodding astutely like ensuring that she knew was the most important thing in all of Hell, grinning like an eager fool all the while.
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Kinktober Day Thirteen: Frottage
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- Part 13 of Kinktober 2026