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𝒮𝒪𝒜𝒫 ~ 𝒮𝒰𝒟𝒮

𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬: lucifer + mammon + asmodeus + beelzebub + simeon

𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐫��: fluff/suggestive

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, bathing together, mentions of nudity, suggestive but mostly fluffy and funny, flustered demons/angel, drinking

𝐚/𝐧: this is an 18+ account. DO NOT follow if you are a minor/don’t have an age indicator on your account. you are free to like sfw posts.

{chainsaw man edition}

{tokyo revengers edition}

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐑

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: wine drinking, suggestive

lucifer is very busy and most of the time he feels stress over any other emotion. so when you ask him to take a bath with you he believes that’s exactly what he needs to relax. lucifer tries to make a little occasion out of it by bringing some of his wine with him for both of you to drink in the tub. he’ll let you add bubble bath to the water and surprisingly really likes the feeling of it by the time he slips inside. lucifer is fairly well behaved for the most part as you enjoy the intimate time to together, chatting and sipping on wine but don’t be deceived. lucifer’s definitely considering what he wants to do with you after you get out of the bath.

𝐌𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluster!mammon, mentions of nudity

mammon nearly dies of embarrassment when you ask him to take a bath with you. both of you together? naked?? in close proximity??? the idea alone is enough to make his brain malfunction. at the same time mammon isn’t one to turn down an opportunity to spend time with you so agrees. don’t be surprised if he’s blushing like crazy when you both slip into the water together. luckily most of your body is hidden by the bubble bath you added, otherwise mammon isn’t sure he’d be able to handle it. he tries to play it cool but any time you so much as shift closer to him his heart is hammering in his chest. the poor demon. by the time you ask mammon if he wants you to wash him he’s gone into cardiac arrest.

𝐀𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐃𝐄𝐔𝐒

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: suggestive, self care

taking baths with asmodeus are always the best. he really goes all out to make it as relaxing and cleansing as possible. he puts either one of his best bath bombs or bath salts into the water and sets candles up all around his gigantic bathroom. there’s even flower petals floating on top of the water by the time you slip into the tub. asmo values self care above a lot of things and emphasizes that by showing you things you can do to help your pores, make you skin softer, and so on as you bathe with each other. although don’t be surprised if asmo takes a break from self care in order to get a little handsy with you. could you expect anything less from the avatar of lust?

𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐙𝐄𝐁𝐔𝐁

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: fluff, humour

beel liked the idea of taking a bath with you when you suggested it. however, when the time actually came to do so he realized how bad of an idea it was. there’s no way he can fit in the tub with you. it’s not that his bath is too small it’s that beel is way too big. at the same time you seemed so excited about this so he goes along with it anyway. this sweetheart will sit in the most uncomfortable position possible just so you can be comfortable. despite how awkward the arrangement is, beel finds solace in just being close to you and sharing in intimate moment. besides, you’d give him a massage later to relieve any cramps he got for any back pain it might develop from this.

𝐒𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: flustered!simeon, mentions of nudity

simeon isn’t TOO flustered by the prospect of taking a bath with you but there’s no denying that there’s a faint blush on his cheeks as you two get into the small enclosed space together. however he seems calm down as time passes and the warm water soothes his skin. simeon likes how it feels when you rest your back against his chest. it makes him feel good that you’re able to be so relaxed around him. always wanting to be of service to you, simeon even gives you a little massage as you rest in the tub. he’s really good at them too, taking care of the aching muscles in your shoulders and neck. by the time you get out you feel like heaven. pun intended of course.

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[devildomsheep]

Summer is hotter with Beelzebub ⛱

[devildomsheep]

request of an mc flirting with Mammon. Figure they do it while he's upside down which gives him the excuse of oh I'm not blushing that's from being upside down. mc probably pretends to leave before mammon pulls a wait on them.

UPSIDE DOWN FLIRTING

Mammon has gotten himself in trouble again and you've decided to make the best out of his worst situation.

a/n; this is so mean just let the poor boy down askjdh

RAD has been tiring today. Assignments have been piling up left and right, and whilst you may claim to be able to handle everything without a problem—that was quickly becoming a lie.

All you wanted to do when returning home today was relax in your room with some snacks for a good couple hours before finally tackling all your homework.

Instead, what you find as you're on your way to the kitchen is Mammon once again hanging upside down trying his best to break himself free.

You don't dare ask what it is he's done this time, you're sure it's nothing good, but he'll tell you anyways, don't worry.

So what if he tried to skip out on school today to make a little bit of extra grimm? He was one of the seven rulers of the Devildom! He doesn't have to follow any rules!

"You know, Mammon, I'm pretty sure being one of the seven rulers means you're the ones that have to follow the rules the most."

He huffs defiantly, turning his head away from you. Still, you're used to this.

"You know, maybe Lucifer should string you up more, you're cuter this way."

"Cu���?!" He nearly chokes on his spit, and given the fact that he's hanging by his feet you're sure if he wasn't carefully he actually would. "What part about this is cute t' ya?! I'm suffering here I tell you, sufferin'!"

You give him a sly smile, "you might be, but this is fun for me. I can do this," your fingers go to poke and stretch at his cheeks lightly, pulling up and down in all sorts of directions. "And this," you boop his nose. "And you can't do anything about it."

Your actions earn a very, very loud complaint from him and despite all his insisting that you stop, his reddened cheeks tell you otherwise.

"It's like all my stress is melting away," you chime. "Just look at how red you're getting! My own personal hand warmer."

Mammon shakes in his restraints, "argh! If you're not gonna help me down then shoo!"

You blink at him once, and then smile, letting go without a fight. "Alright."

You've barely taken a step backwards when he shouts at you again to hold up. "You're seriously gonna go? Just like that?"

"You told me to."

"W-well, yeah—" You were definitely having too much fun with this. Still, you're sure no one could blame you, it was just a little bit of fun! (Mammon disagrees). "Well before ya leave let me down!"

"I already told you, no can do. Lucifer would yell at me next if I did." He grumbles out incoherent murmurs, no doubt denying that Lucifer would ever yell at you of all people. "Buuut, maybe if you tell me how much you love me I'll pretend I 'didn't see you escape'?"

"You demon!"

"The best one yet!" You huff proudly, putting your hands on your hips. "So, what'll it be?"

You're just about wondering how red on the colorwheel his face can go before a soft mumble parts through his lips. "... 'ya."

"Hm...?" You lean in closer, noses almost touching. "I couldn't hear you."

His voice raises in volume for just a bit, "I said...!" Then once again reverts back to just barely a whisper. "I said, that I love you, alright?! Now let me down already I've had enough of this!"

"Hehe, now was that so hard?" He doesn't answer, but the glare he's giving you is a resounding 'Yes!'.

Within just a couple seconds you've managed to get him down from his restraints and he runs away without so much as a 'thank you' the moment his feet touch the ground. And then within the next hour you're standing in front of Lucifer's desk trying to talk your way out of a three hour scholding session.

[devildomsheep]

Guys we need to make me as famous as @12am-motivation

[devildomsheep]

bebe

[devildomsheep]

you moan like you're from a hentai

✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆ obey me bros x gn! reader, nsfw, 18+, satan

LUCIFER loves the way you sound, and he’s proud of himself that he’s able to make you mewl and claw at his back so desperately, his name slurred on your lips. he adores the way you cry out so loudly that he knows his brothers will hear, that his brothers will know that you belong to him, and only him. only lucifer could make you sound so dirty.

he gropes anything he could get his hands on, anything to keep hearing those moans that fall from your lips. warm palms move up your thighs to reaching around and groping your ass and he’s half tempted to smack it until your red raw, just to see what type of noises you make then – but you already seem so fucked out and he’s not sure how much more you can handle.

“use your words, sweetheart,” he taunts, pulling almost all the way back just to thrust himself all the way in again. he smirks when you whine, pushing yourself back onto his cock. “or how else am i meant to know what you want?”

MAMMON thinks you already look so pretty, so perfect underneath him and now he has to deal with these moans that he can only describe as heavenly? he has to pray to the god who condemned him to not cum the minute you all but whimper when he finally bottomed out in you.

he bites and kisses and sucks at the flesh on your neck. if his brothers can’t hear how good he makes you feel, mammon will make sure they’re able to see how your first man marks you. he groans into your skin, trying to keep as quiet as possible just to be able to hear you.

“fuck,” he drawls, squeezing his eyes shut and fingers digging into your hips. “h-how am i meant to last when ya keep moanin’ like that?”

LEVIATHAN for a split second, thinks you’re making fun of him. are you moaning like that intentionally? because you think he’s some freak who jerks off to hentai? he doesn’t think about it for long, however, when you whimper his name and dig your nails into his shoulder blades, and he thinks he's hit the absolute jackpot.

you whine when you sink back down on his cock, and his fingers tentatively dance over your waist. leviathan bites his lip hard enough that he’s almost sure he’s going to break the skin. he hisses out as a sigh when you clutch onto him – a moaning mess who couldn’t keep themselves upright anymore.

the words are caught in his throat. he wants to tell you how pretty you sound, how good you make him feel – balls deep inside you, and he’s still nervous. leviathan settles on moaning out your name, and nuzzling his face into your neck.

SATAN is usually quiet when you’re intimate, and he’s glad for it. he hears your moans echo down the empty library walls, and he can only pray lucifer comes to investigate what all the noise was and see you pressed up against the bookshelf, completely at satan’s mercy.

your noises only push him further into you, hitting your sweet spots harder and deeper. he feels the way you clench around him, fingers tugging at his hair as you cry out his name once again. it only encourages him more, hands hoisting your legs up further, higher.

“you’re doing so well,” he praises, almost a breathless whisper. “just hold onto me for a little bit longer.”

ASMODEUS noises matches yours. high pitched, whiny, and loud. but unlike you, he's able to form sentences. and the only thing that falls from his mouth other than his moans, is nothing but praise.

he can't help but take pride in the way he has you underneath him squirming and squealing. of course only the avatar of lust could only make you feel such things, and he intends to keep it that way. his brothers can't pleasure you like he does. your moans are music to his ears, and he has to keep hearing it.

"you're so cute," he coos, a hand cupping your cheek as he pounds into you. "tell me, does that feel good?"

BEELZEBUB knows it’s wrong to fuck you against the kitchen counter – he promises he’ll clean it after – but he doesn’t care whenever time he pulls your hips back onto his aching cock you let out those divine moans that tasted better than his dinner.

he knows its risky, he knows anyone could come walking in any minute, but his movements don’t stop. your whines fog over any rational thought he has, and he slams back into you. he lets out a groan when you slur out his name through moans.

“let me taste you,” he mumbles, an arm reaching around your neck to pull your head back just enough for him to press his lips onto yours.

BELPHEGOR would’ve taken you right then and there in his room, a sleeping beelzebub snoring only a few feet away. he’s learned his lesson from fucking you in the attic and getting an earful from lucifer the next morning. it’s worth dragging himself up from his bed to pull you into the planetarium, just to hear you.

he holds your legs apart, tongue lapping and sucking at your heat. belphie stares into your eyes, your cheeks flushed and your eyes watery, and you can feel him smirk against you. he’s so smug – so coy about being able to pull such sounds from you.

“look at you,” he mocks, “going stupid over my mouth. don’t you feel ashamed of yourself?”

[devildomsheep]

never seen this before so may i ask hcs with the demon bros x kuudere mc? basically an mc who seems aloof and doesnt express much emotions at first glance, but they are flustered and blushes when they receive their affection. a kind hearted softie. thx and love your hcs!! <3

kuudere!mc gn reader as always ^_^, spoilers for ch16 in belphies, makeup mention in asmos i love kuuderes... theyre my fav type of character trope in anime! >_&lt; i decided to write this one a bit different because i loved the idea so much!! i'll prob end up doing a part 2 with the dateables hehe...

LUCIFER likes the fact that you're calm and mature and not one to be dragged into his younger brothers shenanigans. He's not going to rub it in your face whenever he gets to witness one of your soft moments. When he has you to himself, he wants to see the soft, bashful side of you.

Lucifer isn’t one to just hand out affection, especially to his nuisances he calls his younger brothers. There was just something about you; so cold and calm, yet so caring and soft when the others aren’t around. He realises it’s endearing, and he craves to see those soft cheeks of yours blossom into the pink they so rarely do.

He raises his gloved hand, and rests it upon your head. He pats once. He pats twice. He sees your eyes widen and your lips curl into a flat line, and your face turning a shameful shade of red he wished he would never be seen with. He sees your eyebrow twitch, and he can’t help but the smirk that crawls onto his face and the chuckle that escapes him.

“What was the for?” you mumble, avoiding his eyes and playing with your fingers.

“Hmm?” It’s almost taunting the way he’s speaking. “For doing a good job on your exam, of course.”

He’s lying, of course. You barely passed. Even Mammon got a higher score than you did.  

MAMMON can’t say he’s the biggest fan of your stoic personality. Whenever he cracks a joke, his first response is to turn to look at you to make sure you thought it was funny… just to see your blank stare. He’s comically shocked whenever he sees your soft side, after being shot down and down again with your blunt responses.

“You can smile?!” he exclaims, eyes wide and a finger pointing at you accusingly. “Man, I should’ve taken a pic of ya! Would’ve sold for some grimm…”

You stare at him, eyes blank and smile long gone. "What is wrong with you?"

"Huh?! Whaddya mean? Can't a demon make some money around here? Geez..." He huffs, crossing his arms. "C'mon, smile again! Let The Great Mammon make a buck!"

Mammon is just too embarrassed to admit he just wants to see your smile again. He's definitely going to be up all night thinking about how cute you looked. If he ever got a hold of a picture of you smiling... no way anyone else was going to see it!

LEVIATHAN totally calls you a kuudere to your face, and isn't afraid to compare you to anime characters he's a fan of. It does make him think one day, if you were the classic kuudere... you would have a soft side, wouldn't you?! It makes him blush just thinking about it... and he wishes you would show that cute side of yours to him and him only.

He frantically knocks on your door, Akuzon package in hand. "C'mon, open up!" he whines, impatient and excited. The door opens, and he shows you the package. "The game you wanted to play came! Let's go play it!"

He drags you back to his room, fingers tight around your wrist. He gets comfy in his chair and passes you the controller, game starting up and theme music echoing throughout his aquatic room.

"You bought this?" you question, focused on the screen in front of you. "For me?"

"Yeah?" he answers without second thought, before his face flushes red. "B-But only because I thought it looked good too!"

He turns to look at you, and sees your face ablaze and the way your eyes frantically look away from his in embarrassment. The reaction is contagious, and he almost chokes on his saliva because he knew it. He knew he was right.

You are too cute.

SATAN likes the calm aura you have unlike his brothers. Mammon's scummy, Asmodeus is okay sometimes, Levi, Beel and Belphie are always in their own world and don't get him started from Lucifer. You're like a breath of fresh air to him and he often finds himself drawn to you. There was just something about you.

It's another day, and Satan can't sleep. And when he can't sleep, why not go visit the strays that hang out near the House of Lamentation? Sure, he'll probably get distracted and end up outside longer than he intends (probably until the crack of dawn...), but he knows you'll be out there loitering somewhere.

"Look at you," he hears you coo, picking up a black cat and cradling it close. "You're so cute. So soft. So magestic." You look so different, not your usual stoic self... You look content.

"I didn't know you liked cats so much," he teases, hand on his hip and peering down at you. He would've loved to sit back and watch the scene of his favourite person playing with cats but he didn't want to miss out on the action himself.

You look at him like a deer caught in headlights. He bites back a laugh and thinks, yes- you are special.

ASMODEUS loves your stoic façade. He thinks the mystery of who you really are is seductive and enticing. He wants to know you more, to break this shell you have around you and piece by piece slide himself in. He knows he can do it, he's done it plenty of times before. He's completely enamoured by you.

He doesn't know how he's managed to do it, but he's roped you into being his little makeup model for the time being. Maybe it's because he promised you some grimm if you let him post pictures of you on Devilgram, but still. He's happy with what he gets.

Asmodeus leans forward, and thumbs away the smudged lipstick at the corner of your mouth. He knows he's closer than he should be, but he takes a minute to lean back and admire his work.

"Don't you just look gorgeous!" He smiles, pleased with himself. "Oh, darling, you look like I could eat you right up!"

He doesn't expect you to turn a violent shade of red- he's said worse things, more naughty things - but this is what breaks you? The genuine compliment that rolls off his tongue?

He smiles inwardly, and keeps the information packed away for later use.

BEELZEBUB finds it hard to gauge your reaction sometimes. Nobody in the house is really stoic and blunt like you... He does think it's funny when you put Mammon in his place, though. Or anyone who tries to eat his food from the fridge. He likes it, he thinks. And he realises he likes it even more when he sees that deep down, you're just shy and sweet.

It's not uncommon for Beel to come later than the rest. He has fangol practice, after all. He walks through the front doors of the House of Lamentation, ready for a snack and a shower but he pauses.

He sees you place a blanket he recognises from your room over Belphie, who had taken it upon himself to fall asleep at the bottom of the main entrance's staircase. You look up, and your eyes widen and you freeze when you notice that Beelzebub had just witnessed that entire interaction...

All he does is smile. He doesn't just like this soft side of you. He just likes you.

BELPHEGOR knows from when you used to visit him in the attic you weren't always the stoic, blunt person that you are. He knows you have a kind, soft side that he dares to call cute. He doubted he would ever have the chance to see it ever again, after breaking your trust and your heart when he betrayed you.

Belphie is known for finding odd places to nap in. Under the kitchen sink, on top of the kitchen counter, on the second floor stairway at RAD... but he also liked sleeping outside. Under a tree near the school. Leviathan said it was "totes anime." Belphie promptly rolled his eyes into the back of his head at that.

He hears someone approach. He can tell its you just by the scent of your perfume alone, so he doesn't dare open his eyes. He pretends he's sound asleep. He debates on whether or not throwing in a fake snore, but deems it way too fake.

He feels your warm hand on top of his head and he cracks an eye open, to see you leaning over him and a shocked expression on your face.

"You like me that much, you touch me when I'm asleep?" he teases, a smirk coiling onto his face. "I didn't know you were the type."

"I-I'm not," you stammered, eyebrows furrowed. "You had a leaf in your hair."

"Sure," he drawls and closes his eyes once more.

He kind of wished you would've touched his head a bit longer. Maybe then he'd be able to actually get a nap and stop thinking of you.

[devildomsheep]

These flowers....are for me?

The Obey Me! Characters bringing you flowers

Characters: Lucifer, Mammon, Satan x gn!reader

Genre: fluff?

A/N: I haven't written for Obey Me! in a while and this randomly popped in my head and I just quickly whipped this up so i'm sorry if there are any spelling mistakes😅

M.list

Lucifer

With Lucifer, its become a tradition between both of you. Everyday he shows up at your door with a bouquet of different flowers. Roses being his personal favourite.

He'll also set a charm on the flowers so that they never go brittle. Some of the bouquets are scattered throughout the House of Lamentation in vases.

If he is in a hurry he doesn't add it, but usually he adds little notes with the bouquet containing some small poems or encouragements for you throughout the day.

And if you give him flowers, his heart explodes as he tries to maintain the smile on his face. He'll thank you profusely before kissing the back of your hand and almost running towards his office.

He keeps the flowers that you gave him treasured in either his room or office. So now anytime he has his head stuck in stacks of paperwork, as he glances up to stretch, a smile falls on his face as he spots the flowers you gave him.

And for a minute, all his worries are gone and what is left is a warm feeling blooming in his chest as he thinks of you.

Mammon

It was you who first gifted him flowers on a normal day. Mammon was in his room, counting up his money when you quietly entered his room.

He didn't even notice you come in, too engrossed in his next money making scheme and how he was gonna escape from the witches.

So when you tapped him on the shoulder, he jumped up, startled. Blushing, he demanded why you came in his room.

And when you just smile gently with a "for you, it made me think of you" and hand him some colourful tulips, he thinks he stopped working for a minute there.

Blushing even more and taking the flowers from you, he grumbles to knock before you come here and mumbles a shy thank you under his breath that he hopes you didn't catch.

But you did, and you smile and lean in to peck his cheek which causes him to malfunction more.

And later as Levi is demanding to be payed back, his mind wonders back in circles to that moment, he thinks that maybe life isn't so shitty afterall and Levi's shouting falls deaf to his ears.

Satan

You had convinced Satan to finally take a break from all the mystery novels and try reading romance novels for a change. He of course welcomed your suggestion with an open mind.

He had to admit, those romance novels didn't really amuse him back then but now that he was with you, they manage to tug on his heartstrings.

Satan wasn't obviously foreign to the concept of giving flowers to your partner, its just that he never really felt the adoration for someone like that. Well until you that is.

He knew that you would be delighted by the action and so he set forth to research about your favourite flowers and their symbolic meanings.

After quite a bit of research, he finally managed to trach down the best florist in the Devildom and purchase a bouquet, not too extravagent but heartfelt.

And all that research and running around Devildom was definitely worth it to see the way your eyes lit up when he presented the bouquet to you.

From then on, he would often give you flowers just to see the your bright smile which in turn makes him smile as he realizes that the feeling of never ending wrath in him wasn't for evermore.

'Cause looking at you he felt nothing but love.

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Comments and reblogs are appreciated!! Do not repost or claim as yours though, its not cool.

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You guys were right, Simeon looks good in white

costume reference under the cut

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My First Demon😘😘😘

(a really late birthday gift for him😅😅😅)

[devildomsheep]

"For Your Eyes Only..."

OM! Characters x GN! Nude Model MC

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Intro

"Please make sure you're comfortable, MC. You'll have to stay like that for a couple of hours." The professor urged.

"Oh I'm fine no worries." You assured him and went back to posing. You repositioned the flower crown and struck your pose again.

"HEY WHO EVEN ALLOWED YA TO MAKE MC THE MODEL AND HOW DARE-" Mammon was already out of his seat, about to yell from the top of his lungs. Lucifer clamped a hand over his mouth and sat him back down again.

Diavolo entered the classroom a few seconds later, doing his weekly rounds. "Ah good morning, all! How is everyone doing today-" He simply froze in place looking at you.

"You should have a seat if you plan to stay for a while, Young Master." Barbatos fetched another chair for him. Lucifer gritted his teeth in embarrassment, while Mammon groaned at the addition of yet another person.

"Simeon are you alright? You seem feverish." Solomon side-eyed the angel, before turning his eager gaze back at you.

Simeon simply smiled his signature smile. "You don't look too good yourself, Solomon. As for me, well we have a beautiful subject today and I'm just trying to do them justice."

You chuckled at the different reactions of your demons, angel and sorcerer.

🥀

Lucifer shifted uncomfortably in his seat for the next hours. Constantly having to fix his pants as they seemed to grow tighter at the crotch.

This is professional.

He gripped the brush tight, his strokes fast and rigid. He was trying not to get affected. But the way your eyes were trained on him - he's sure you're doing it on purpose. It's not just a pose, is it? He groaned quietly as his hands itched to grab you by that beautiful waist of yours and start pounding into you.

He shoots you a poisonous smile every five minutes. A warning. What did you expect, trying to provoke the Avatar of Pride? He's going to have a long word with you in his office as he strips you down and fucks you in that very same pose. Honestly he's even tempted to record you screaming from pleasure and letting the whole room hear that too.

🥀

Mammon had to have several people bind his legs to his seat, and his mouth shut to keep from screaming. With a raging red face, he wasn't very subtle about his displeasure at this.

What the hell do ya think you're doing, human?

As if his brothers didn't pester you too enough. Did you really have to rope in the entirety of the fucking school? He's your first man. He's the only one you need to show. He's the only who should see. He wanted to use magic to blind everyone else in the room. And erase everyone's memories.

Oi...oi, stop that. Don't look at him like this. How the fuck are you so bold? Why the fuck are you so hot? You're killing him with this. He wants this face under him. He wants every inch of that skin under his touch. And if he loses his shit after you both are home, well he isn't responsible. He needs to mark you all over - to make sure everyone knows who you really belong to.

🥀

Leviathan didn't think he was awake. Or even alive. With a rather insistent stream of blood pouring out of his nose, there were crumpled up tissues scattered near his seat.

I'm surely dead right? And this is my last fever dream?

At night in his room, he'd have many more of them, drenched with his cum instead. How can he help it when you're staring so readily at him? He wants to pull out his dick and pump himself off, everyone but you is blurry. Heck he'd already started stroking himself as discreetly possible.

He lets out a yelp towards the end of his finished painting. Now there's two of you. He covers his face behind his hands, whining and kicking his legs at this hard ordeal. And the huge tent in his sweat pants isn't very subtle. The way you're looking at him right now...will you help him if he asks nicely?

🥀

Satan, the most sophisticated by far. You'd think he'd be composed. But no, he'd already broken a good few brushes, snapping them in half trying to calm the fuck down. There was something so sublime about you that was making his body combust with desire.

Don't... lose... composure.

Perhaps it was the feline charm in your pose? The way your hips curled upward and elbows touched the mat. The way you tilted your head to the side feigning innocence, your eyes big and curious. Fuck, you look like you're begging to be ravaged without mercy.

His painting is not nearly close to his usual talents and he has only you to blame. And you will compensate accordingly, he will make sure of it. Don't be too suprised when he promises to take you to the older archives in the library only to fuck you against the bookshelves for hours and hours.

🥀

Asmodeus is far over the moon. His excitement is far from discreet. In fact he's eager to join you up there. There's only one thing that can enhance your already gorgeous form - his form draped over you.

Oh MC, what I'd do to see you like this everyday.

He calls the professor and suggests his idea and who can say no to Asmo with his charming eyes? He joins you up on stage, making a show of stripping before his bare body touches yours. The entire room gasps. When you seem bewildered, he says noone has even started painting yet, so no harm done.

And now that your posing together, he doesn't hold back. Seating you down on his lap with his hands positioned in the right places and his lips pressed against your shoulder. His body felt so lewd and hot aginst yours, he might as well be fucking you. Now it's your turn to hide your arousal.

🥀

Beelzebub blushes and looks away, trying to protect your dignity from his eager eyes. It wasn't until his twin made him understand what you were doing. Knowing about your role, he looks at you with utmost concentration.

Must make MC look beautiful.

He's trying. He really is. But there is something burning deep inside him and he can't quite come to terms with it. He struggles with his growing hardness as he tries to concentrate on you drawing you.

He suddenly remembered something. It was just the top of your hand, he kissed it before a ball dance. Your skin was so fragrant, so smooth, so delectable. Does the rest of you taste the same? He's planning to ask you right after this. Maybe, just maybe you'll let him have a taste.

🥀

Belphegor smirks already planning the perfect punishment in his head. You're being a brat, he simply has to train you, in his own bratty way. He tries to hide the pink in his cheeks as he keeps painting.

Making me go through all this... you'll pay MC.

Damnit he was planning to sleep through this class. How can he possibly do that now? He can't even close his eyes to your sight. He even has to wipe the drool from corner of his mouth every few minutes. All of this because of you.

Did you forget he can slip in and out of your dreams? Do you not know what you've just unleashed on yourself? As you smile at him cheekily, he imagines turning you into a whimpering mess, begging you to stop teasing him as he buries himself deep inside you and refuses to move.

🥀

Solomon meets your unmoving gaze with equal intensity. You're teasing him. What a disobedient apprentice you are. Looks like he'll need to give you a few extra lessons. He's already planning exactly what to do with you. Right here. Right now.

Two can play at this game, my love.

Though he would prefer to blind everyone in the room, watching how they lusted over you gave him a sick sense of pride. Everyone wants you, but only he can have you. He paints nonchalantly, licking his lips once a while. He can barely contain his excitement.

He quietly mutters a spell on the paper. You suddenly jolt, feeling something touch you on your cheeks and chest. You understood what was going on the moment you saw Solomon smirking. With every brushstroke, you felt his touch on you. And he was determined to finish the painting as slow as possible.

🥀

Simeon was clearly having a harder time compared to everyone else. Gripping his thigh with one hand, trying to steady his other, trembling hand to paint. And you smiling and biting your lip playfully was NOT helping.

Why must you be so tempting, MC?

He struggled to smile back at you, heat rushing to his cheeks and ears. Every part of you he painted, he fixated on it for a good fifteen minutes. He stared longingly at your hands, wondering how they would feel against his skin, holding him down there.

He shook his head aggressively, trying to keep these constant intrusive thoughts away. Why was he being so perverted? He'd even modelled for you before, granted he wasn't naked, but still. This is the same thing. Atleast that's what he told himself, right before asking you to come model for him alone at home, because he couldn't finish the painting in class.

🥀

Diavolo wasn't even supposed to be here. He didn't even have an easel or a canvas. He came here to observe all the students and leave. Yet now he sat, shamelessly staring at you. He tried to look as serious as possible, even glancing around at others to make it believable. But it all went downhill when you spotted him and shot him a smile.

I never realised just how beautiful humans could be...

He smiled back at you, quietly mouthing questions, to which you either nodded or shook your head slightly. 'You've done this sort of thing before? Are you comfortable? I think you'd look better with a royal crown, can I get you one? Haven't you been at it for a while? Would you like to take a break? Would you like to come to the castle for dinner tonight?'

For a while it felt like there was only the two of you in the room. There was so much he didn't know about you. He was overjoyed when you said yes to dinner. He wanted to continue this conversation in his bedroom. With you, bare bodied and posed exactly like this, and with him much closer to you. Close enough to engulf you in his arms, close enough to feel every soft inch of you.

🥀

Barbatos blushed deeply. The professor asked you to choose a prop and you chose a teacup. The same teacup the demon butler had gotten for you. You pretended to sip from it while smiling at him. He felt like in some subtle way, he'd been chosen.

Is this a test of self-control, MC? Because I'm afraid I might fail.

How much longer could he possibly hold in these growing urges he had for you. The more he met you, the more he wanted to sit down and talk. The more you casually touched his arm or leaned into him while laughing, the more he wanted to hold you close. And the more you tempted him, the more he wanted to fuck you.

He invited you for tea after school, thinking simple conversation could satiate his growing desires. But the moment he poured you tea and you sipped from the cup, his mind was filled with overwhelming lust again. And then next thing you know he was kissing you roughly in his quarters, while his hands almost tore your uniform off you.

[devildomsheep]

MC Grooms the Boys! (Part 1)

MC finds themself watching as only a few of the boys actually regularly take care of their demon appendages and thats fine, but self matinence is hard sometimes so after reading all about it, you decide that they need help!

Lucifer

lucifer is shocked when you show up with a book on demon grooming, some supplies he recognized having come from his own bathroom, and the words 'let me groom you' spilling from your lips.

demon appendages are more sensitive as a generalization, so he's quick to shut you down as he knows few others know how much pressure to use to keep from hurting him. it would be find if his wings were featherless, but he's the only demon with feathers wings in the devildom, so it's different and-

-and that's why you're offering to help, you say? you've noticed how it takes him so long to groom and he's been busy lately, so he hasn't taken the time on the weekend to groom like he normally does.

Lucifer, as much as wants to tell you no, period, he simply cant resiste you (and the prospect of help is very appealing), so he moved to the coffee table instead of his desk to give you access to his wings.

the book is one he knows, so he refrains from telling more than you need and helping you know exactly how much pressure to use that doesn't hurt but still feels good.

once you get the hang of it yours running your hands through his feathers and straightening them before using his oils and brushed on them.

forget his work, Lucifer is relaxing under your touch and is simply laying on his table.

you hae to nudge him out of his half awake state to get him to sit up once youre done with his wings to scrub his horns.

when youre done you're not going anywhere for a while, he's too chill. so stay with him and enjoy this for a while, work can wait.

Mammon

Mammon, as a model, takes very good care of himself. but when you ask him to let your groom him since he seems to struggle with it, he goes bright red and stutters excuses.

but obviously inwardly he's absolutely preening that you want to do something so intimate with him, so he's pretty quick to agree and shows you where he keeps his grooming tools.

Mammon's about to show you how to do everything but you've already read al about it and have him sit in front of you with a movie on his tv or something as you start gently wet a soft brush and scrub at the top edge of his wings to remove any old little scales from it.

Mammon's a puddle of happy demon really fast as you clean and rub oil into his wings.

he has to move closer so you can reach his tail, but he's more then willing to.

when you're done you barely say anything before he's turned around and is pushing his horns into your hands, greedy for more of your touch.

hes gets pouty when youre done and yeah, you dont get much of a choice when it comes to cuddles afterwards.

Leviathan

you pop the questions and cue a dropped gaming controller and a bright red stuttering otaku who insists that you don't need to help a yuvky otaku like him-

you cut that off real quick, explaing that you did research about demon grooming habits and that recently when he's been in his demon form, you've seen how he tail rubs on things and twitches around likes its agitated, so you'd like to groom his tail.

its takes some coaxing but Levi admits he's shedding and it's really annoying since he doesn't have the patience to take care of it early on so he just deals with the feeling until shedding it over.

you're not having any of that and of course he can't say no to his Henry! within 15 minutes you've got the grooming supplies you bought around you with LEvi sitting in front of you, one of his favorite anime's on, as you pull is tail into your lap.

he's nervous and barely able to focus at first, but then whatever firm brush you've got in your hand is making circles on his tail and gently pulling his loose scales from his tail. his tail is tight close scales, likes a scales. its meant to hold heat and keep water out since he's a water type demon, so there's nothing to come out from under it, so all you have to do and get all the old scales out and off his tail.

Levi's making a noise akin to purring as he sighs in happy relief, watching his show but not fully registering it as your work down his tail before using a softer brush to soothe it with some nice smelling oil.

he stutters a bit when you also want to clean his horns, but the prospect of his head on your lap is too much to refuse.

that also feels really nice, especially since, due to how the branch out and stuff, its hard to see them to clean them properly, so it's great to have someone else able to see them doing it for him.

melted otaku takes some time to firm up after grooming, give it at least one anime episode before trying to move.

Satan

sorry, you want to what? Satan almost laughs, have you see his tail? its made up of a bunch of hard segments and plates, he doesn't have much to do in terms of caring for his extremeties.

the offer is nice and he'll love to spend time with you, but you're insistant and satan relenets if only to show you that there's nothing really to do-is the a hoof pick? why did you bring a hoof pick to groom him-

Satan falls silent as he goes cross eyed when you take the pick and swipe dirt and dead skin out from under a scale on his tail. fuck, what did you do? there's no way that was all you did, it felt amazing. his tail was never very sensitve, it's too built and armored with hard scales for that-

you show the stuff that collected under it to hima nd Satan's a bit shocked, but you wipe it off on a towel and do it again, Satan's quickly wrapping his tail around you and dragging you to his bed, laying down on his front on it, using a pillow to hide his blush, but you happily settle down and start grooming gunk out from under every piece.

satan's giving happy and relaxed little sighs the whole time, turning into a puddle of temperance, wondering how he'd never thought to even try to do something like that before.

after all of that is over he's sad when he thinks youre done, but you start scrubbing oil into his tail with a brush and now he turns a bit to talk to you, still very calm and happy about the quality time.

you're offering to also clean his horns now? go right ahead, he'll tell you about whatever new drama he's been watching recently while you do.

Asmodeus

he takes immense pride in his looks, and obviously takes very good care of himself in all his forms! but now you're saying its obviously hard to take care of his wings and are offering to help?!

oh he's never going to turn down such an intimate offer from you!

you two settle on his bed surrounded by his supplies that he's given you the pick of and he does want to chat with you while you groom him.

but oohhhh, he's forgotten how it feels to be groomed by someone else. it feels good, and not in the way you're suspicious of. the avatar of lust is a softly purring pile of affection as he lets you clean old scales off his wings and scrub both sides of them.

hes a bit mroe himself and tells you gossip when you start to scrub his horns, but hes speaking a bit slowly and expression wise, looks more like a sated Belphie.

Asmo doesn't mind the comparison, he feels like sleepy but not super tired Belphie, the relaxing feeling of being groomed is incredible.

when you're done he insists you stay so he can give you a massage so you know exactly how he feels, which oddly enough didn't actually seem like any sort of innuendo. and even if you don't want to accept the offer, he will insist you stay with him for some lazy cuddles (which he may or may not nod off during).

Beelzebub

huh you wanna what? Beel's confused, he does very little in terms of grooming, he really doesn't need to. woudl you rather come eat with him instead?

no, you tell him about what you're read and as it turns out, even with his wings there are ways to properly care for them. he really didn't know, but they're fine, so its not a big deal?

he'll still let you when you want to, you guys just have to set him up in front of a table on a backless chair so you can reach his wings without them touching the floor.

Beels eating as you start with a wet cloth and gently wipe down his wings. it kind of tickles a bit around where wing meets skin, but he kind of freezes a bit and stops eating as you wipe down his wing.

the sudden stillness and silence are off putting, he turns to you when you stop, though, to ask you to keep going. it feels really good.

it makes you smile and Beel kind of stays in a trance like state as you wipe down his wings before pouring a bit of oil on them. it makes them flitter a bit and splash some on you, which makes you laugh. beel smiles too, hearing you, but it just feels so good as you gently hold his wing in your palm to brace it a bit as you ever so gently rub the oil into the appendages.

and contrary to his wings, he knows he should take better care of his horns, so he lets you take care of those right away. and sure enough, once again, he's in that trance like serene state as your srub and clean his horns.

when you're done and step back, Beel blinks at you before turning around, grabbing a piece of whatever food was now behind him, and moving to feed it to you.

he's grateful and he really liked that you cared enough to do, not just read up about it, but do that for him, so baby is going to try and hand feed you in thanks. if you don't take it from him thats fine, he'll just offer to share his food instead and try to get you to eat as much as possible anyways.

Belphie

Belphie could not care less when it comes to grooming himself outside of the absolutely nessecary. he doesn't have scales or feathers, so he really doesnt need to do anything like that other than brush his tail occasionally, which tends to be at some ponit after he showers, when he brushes his hair.

you;re not having any of that and make him take a shower, telling him to thoroughly scrub his hair and tail clean and to condition well. (If you want you can join him in the shower, but just know his smug lazy ass will make you do the hard work for him.)

once hes out and dressed you sit down, him half draps over your lap, as you take his tail and start to properly detangle it before you get Belphie to help and sit up so you can do the same to his hair. once both are brushed out you blow dry them and it annoys him, the heat and sound waking him up, but its all or nothing and belphie's nothing if not a greedy bastard who wants you to himself. so he'll endure his new hatred for the stupid thing and let you blow his hair and tail nice and dry and fluffy.

yeah, it's off, he's not staying awake any longer. that's fine, it makes it easier to take your time brushing his tail and putting some oil in it to make it nice and healthy and shiny. and its Belphie, and its you, so nudging him awake enough to lean up on the headboard so you can get to his head is also relatively easy.

its only while your carefully trying to scrub the horns close to his head that Belphie wakes up, meaning you can be a little less gnetle and get it done since hes awake now. Belphie doesnt talk while you get it done, but once youre done, good luck getting away from him any time soon. its nap time and you're staying, no you don't get to argue with him about it.

Part 2

[devildomsheep]

Ettie! i had an idea for something cute and thought maybe you could expand on it if you felt the inspiration :>

how would the brothers react to an MC who takes their hand during class to draw a heart on them with a pen? ♥️

This is so adorable!! I love this concept!

Gender Neutral MC; pronouns = you

Master List

Doodling a Heart on Their Hand

Lucifer:

Lucifer is a bit annoyed with you at first.

You should be paying to the lesson not trying to rip his glove off.

Once you manage to expose some skin, you promptly draw a heart on the meaty portion of his palm below the thumb.

Then you release him and resume taking down notes from the lecture.

Lucifer stares at the drawing with soft eyes and a small smile before pulling his glove back in place, taking care not the smudge the doodle.

Later that night as he’s working on some documents, having discarded the gloves for the night, he couldn’t help but turn his hand over and stare at the little heart.

He welcomes the little distraction, feeling as though you are still nearby despite being in another room.

Mammon:

It isn’t like he is currently using his hand as he never takes notes in class anyway.  You are just waiting for the right moment to strike.

Suddenly, you grab his hand, using your own arm to pin him down and turn your body so Mammon could only stare your back.

“The hell are ya doin’?!” he hisses but receives no response from you other than feeling the pen glide along his skin.

Once you are done, you immediately let him go and refocus on the professor’s lecture.

Mammon glances down at his hand, his face immediately heating up upon seeing the heart surrounded by little shiny stars. 

Tracing his finger over the drawing, Mammon contemplates getting it tattooed so it can last forever.

Leviathan:

W-wha…what are you doing?!  In the middle of class??

Of course, he is taken aback!  He never thought you would do such a thing in the middle of class…or ever!

But he also doesn’t want to make a big deal.  That might bring too much attention to the two of you.

He endures though his face is burning up and he might be sweating under the collar.

When you’re done, he looks down at the drawing – a single heart with an arrow piercing it.

His blush deepens.  Is it even possible to get even redder?

No fair putting him on the spot like this! Is he supposed to say “thank you?”  How is he supposed to respond?!

So, he picks up his own pen and asks, “Is it okay if I draw one on you too?”

Satan

Satan is so lost in reading the textbook that he doesn’t see it coming.

Your hand silently creeps closer, taking advantage of his laser focus.

Satan feels you touch him, gently gripping his wrist.

He glances over just as your pen makes contact with his skin.

Satan feigns ignorance, acting as though he is still working.

However, he’s watching you the whole time, following your pen’s movements as you draw a heart.

His own heart pounds against his chest as you color in the doodle.

Once you finish the heart and release his hand, Satan looks down at you and graces you with a soft smile.

Snapping a picture of the little heart, Satan sets it as your new contact pic.

Asmodeus

Ooh, you’re trying to hold his hand!  He’s already giddy at the thought!

Oh?  What’s this now?

Asmo watches with admiration as you start drawing little hearts on his hand. 

This is so adorable!  Leaving your mark on him for all to see.

Though he wonders if you draw hearts on everyone’s hand or if this is something you’re doing specifically for him.

He really hopes this is a gift reserved only for those who are special to you.

Glitter pen!  Oh, what a nice touch!

When you’re done, he looks lovingly at the two little hearts you drew for him.

Then he grabs your hand and picks up one of the red pens.

“Let me return the favor.  Having matching designs would be the cutest thing ever, don’t you think?”

Beelzebub:

At first, Beel is puzzled when you grab his hand and pull it closer to you.

He watches as you start outlining a heart on his hand.

Beel is already blushing seeing the little drawing and looks away to try to focus on the lecture.

However, he doesn’t dare move his hand.  Not even a twitch.

Staying still is a bit difficult because the pen’s movements is tickling him, but he doesn’t want you to accidentally mess up your artwork either.

Then he feels the pen move further up his arm.

Wait!  You have more colors?!

From the corner of his eye, he watches you dump the pens out of your case and onto the table.

At the end of class, you finally pack up your supplies.

Beel looks down at the temporary tattoo sleeve consisting of an array of little hearts.  Some with arrows.  Some looking as if they were shining.

He grins while saying how much he likes your artwork, granting permission to draw on him anytime.

Belphegor:

Belphie had fallen asleep in class, which is nothing new (seriously, did his brain just soak up information in his sleep?!)

Gently tapping him, you confirm that he is definitely knocked out.

This is way too easy!

Pulling his hand closer, you spend a generous chunk of class time doodling on his hand, turning his skin into your personal canvas.

By the time he wakes up, you had graffitied several hearts onto his hand, accentuated with fancy, flowy designs.

At first, he’s puzzled as he tries to blink away the sleep out of his eyes.

But then a soft smile spreads across his face as his eyes outline the various hearts. 

“So, is this your plan?  Are you going to doodle on me every time I fall asleep?  If so, you may want to use my other hand too.  For symmetry, of course.

[devildomsheep]

Accidentally Summoning The Brothers (Mature, MDNI)

Lucifer | Mammon | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor

“stop pestering me” belphie groaned. you were trying to pull him back inside to class

“you can’t skip again, belphie! if lucifer finds out-”

“he won’t find out” but he says it as more of a warning for you to not go tattling on him. “I’m tired,” he pulled away, but not too harshly 

“stay if you want, I’m going home”

you were speechless as he walked a way but you eventually wandered back inside

the others kept you busy in class, allowing you to take your mind off of how much you missed belphie. in the group was yourself, mammon and beel. along with belphie, you were supposed to be in a group of four for the potions class as you were practising a new recipe

a recipe that belphie had the notes for. which meant the three of you felt pretty helpless without them

“we can manage without him,” you told the others. “I think I can remember most of it”

you took the lead and the others helped you out when they could, as well as chatting and laughing together

“okay, I think it’s don-” suddenly a loud bang and a cloud of smoke blew up in your face

“mc!” perhaps it would have been best to ask belphie for the notes after all

“don’t worry guys, I’m fine… I think…” out of nowhere, your body began to burn with a sensual ache

your knees began to tremble and you could feel your face burning. and more than anything, something extraordinary was happening between your legs

you’d never felt so aroused in your life and you could feel the problem growing in seconds

whatever that messed up potion had done to you, you surely didn’t want to be at rad anymore

so you ran out of rad bumping into lucifer on the way. “I’m sick, I need to go home!”

the cold air hitting your face helped you feel a little better, but the second you stepped inside and stopped moving, the crazy urge to pounce on anyone, on anything took over you

but the only person in your mind was belphie, who you finally remembered was at home! so you searched and called for him, checking his room and the attic but he was nowhere to be seen

“god damn it!” you yelled, biting at lips because you were so eager for release and the one person who could help you was nowhere to be seen

he probably fell asleep somewhere on the way home, or maybe he had some errands to run. maybe he even went back to rad because he felt bad

wherever he was, he was in the wrong place because the right place would be between your legs and bringing you release after release until you finally felt the effects of the potion wear off

you groaned and stormed over to his bed in the attic, grabbing his pillow and stuffing it right between your legs, straddling it and you didn’t wait a second to start grinding

you didn’t even bother to remove your clothes, you rubbed your crotch back and forth until your high was close and you cried out from the pleasure

tiring yourself out quickly had made you collapse to the side but it wasn’t enough. nowhere near enough. it was so strong that you thought it would never wear away

you pulled off your pants and stuck your hand beneath your underwear, hissing from how sensitive it all was. you were wet and sticky from before, but it didn’t stop you

you recalled belphie’s ministrations and mimicked them, imagining it was him doing it and not you

“oh, belphie…” you mumbled “so good”

“is that so?” the bed dipped beside you but it took you a few moments to realise that the person you needed most was right beside you…finally

he looked like he’d just woken up, but he wasn’t there before…

“oh!” you squealed, realising that you’d summoned him by accident

and he only chuckled with a lazy smirk while reaching his own hand to replace yours and pulling off your underwear before humming after feeling the mess you’d already made

you melted into his touch immediately but urged him to go faster as the potions effect was only getting stronger. “don’t worry mc, I’ve got you” his sweet words piled onto you, bringing you to an even more intense feeling. “I won’t walk away this time”

[devildomsheep]

Accidentally Summoning The Brothers (Mature, MDNI)

Lucifer | Mammon | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor

he's often out and about doing his own things, sometimes with you and sometimes without

there's a really comforting balance between you both

although you sometimes miss each others presence when you are apart, there is also a lot of peace and satisfaction knowing that you can be away from each other at some points

but you will always come back together at the end of the day to share the evening meal with each other and the rest of the brothers

and completing your chores together, doing homework together

it's very cute and calming

you were actually the one who turned him away. he wanted to take you out to the new cafe in town

there was no better way to spend the day than ordering everything on the menu and trying it all together

but you were a bit behind on homework so you decided to stay in, and he understood that you didn't want to get hounded by lucifer for falling behind

you urged him to still go by himself, it meant there was more food for him anyway

and he was more than happy to sit with a mountain of food in front of him. he was more excited to go home and tell you all about it, to be honest

it wouldn't taste as good without you anyway. but it means he can come again with you knowing all the best things for you to try

he was about to take he first bite

but he wasn't expecting to suddenly be teleported back to the house of lamentation

and there you were, laid down on your bed all cosy

whimpering as quietly as you could and the sight of you made him freeze up, but he was feeling another type of hungry within seconds

his mouth salivated more than when he was at the cafe

he didn't even realise the hungry growl he was letting out until you yelped

"beel!"

"mc," it sounded like a grumble but it was just because of how pleasantly surprised he was. "I thought you were doing homework"

"I-I was..."

he walked over to the bed and grabbed your ankles and pulled you towards the edge of the bed so he was situated right in the middle of them

the shock of him suddenly appearing still had a hold on you, but you figured you must have been way too into the pleasure to realise how much you needed him. since when did you have the power to do that?

"I'm sorry, I was just feeling really stressed and wanted to feel better... and I didn't want to call you back home after you just left."

"you're stressed?"

you nodded, shyly admitting your feelings. he felt ashamed for not realising, but at least he had the chance to help you now

he dipped his head and his tongue lapped at your sensitive bits

"wait..." you gasped and you fingers tangled into his hair "what about the cafe? you waited so long-"

you were cut off with a loud moan as he dug in his teeth, it was as playful as much as it was a warning. but his lips continued lapping and sucking. your legs were trembling in no time

"we can go another day. right now, I need to make you feel better."

[devildomsheep]

Accidentally Summoning The Brothers (Mature, MDNI)

Lucifer | Mammon | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor

he’s often joked about this before

making comments like “I’m only a summon away if you ever need me” with a cheeky wink

and most of the time you just rolled your eyes at his flirting

but his flirting never got old. he always had some new way to freshen up the effect he had on you. so although you sometimes acted indifferent to him, you were damn well squealing on the inside

and being around him so often meant that you were comfortable enough to share with each other when you needed some relief

he was always more than happy to please you so it had been a long time since you had to get off by yourself

you were completely relaxed on his bed. his room was warm and comfortable, and you locked the door even though he was still out

you were fully stripped, completely naked and you flopped onto his bed, letting the softness of the mattress and the silkiness of the sheets engulf you

the way the blankets and pillows pulled you deeper into the bed had you humming with content

everything felt so soft and sensual around you, but there was a feeling of emptiness lurking between your legs

you didn’t hold in your moans as you started playing with yourself

every single sense was heightened to the max, but mostly, it was his smell

so sweet and arousing, a strong scent but delicate like a flower

you were the one pleasing yourself, but everything reminded you of him and as you slowly reached towards your peak, you cried his name again and again, wishing that he was the one touching you

wishing that you could see his gorgeous face and feel the teasing traces of his fingers, and listen to him whisper all sorts of praises and promises to you, guiding you through the pleasure that only he could show you

you were sure it was the effects of having a pact with the demon you loved, but the bond was so strong that it felt as if he was right there with you

and he was with you, you just didn’t realise it yet

“my, my” he walked towards you. “looks like you got started without me.”

right before you could finish, asmo’s presence had surprised you. you thought to maybe cover yourself but there was no use in hiding when he was already standing right in front of you as if you were a display

he was pouting, cutely but he looked a little saddened. of course he would be - there was an unspoken promise between you that you would never get off alone or without the other knowing, but here you were like the cheeky little thing he always called you. and he did look upset about it, but you examined his features and realised that this would only spur him on

the pout and droopy eyes were only there for show. they didn’t hide the lust in his eyes

but still, you weren’t expecting him to be back at all, so you were still a little surpised. more than him, at least

“asmo! when did you get here?!”

“oh? you didn’t realise?” he giggled. “you summoned me”

“I did?”

he nodded and giggled again when he landed on the bed in front of you. his eyes were sparkling with excitement and eagerness

“you just couldn’t resist me, could you?” his fingers traced their way delicately up your legs, teasing all the right places and stopping right where you wanted him to touch. “you are in my bed, after all.”

you were suddenly just as eager to please him, to fulfil his desires in the exact same way he would fulfil yours without question

but when you reached for him, he slowly pushed down you arms and pinned your wrists to the bed

“don’t you think you should finish on yourself before you start on me?”

you looked at him with eyes that questioned how serious he was, but despite how soft and playful he was, you knew better than act like a brat

he cocked his eyebrows as he let go of one of your wrists the second you finally succumbed to his orders - it was as if he was reading your mind

the sooner you finished with yourself, the sooner you could touch him

his gaze flickered intently across your body as you reached between your bodies to finish what you started