#( he wouldn't have thought she'd love his familiar as much as he does aaAAA )

[xamassed]

｢ @pommedoll​  ｣

Mammon’s receiving a couple of texts in a row from Kiwa!

> hey, Mams!!!!!! ( ˶˘ ³˘(⋆❛ ہ ❛⋆)!♡

> ok so don’t freak out but image coming through is a little nsfw!!!!!

> it’s NOT naughty tho I pinky promise!!!! (⸝⸝•́દ•̀⸝⸝)

His phone would ding again, a photo attachment appearing on the screen this time— just as she had warned. It was, admittedly, a ‘little’ nsfw. It wasn’t inherently sexual in nature, but the image clearly was of Kiwa’s upper chest. Looking closer, though… was an intricate painting resting on her tan skin. It was located on her upper chest— right over her heart.

The painting was of a bird. A crow, specifically. A familiar crow… literally. Mammon’s own head familiar Duchess was so lovingly depicted in a detailed painting above his human’s heart. She sat upon a rose of gold, a mischievous twinkle in the drawings eyes that reflected that of the birds master.

More texts would quickly follow the image, frantic yet excited in nature.

> I hope I painted her ok!!!! ( ˃̣̣̥ω˂̣̣̥ )

> Duchess is a gorgeous bird. I always love seeing you two interact….

> maybe I should get this tattooed somewhere?

> love you ~（*＾ワ＾*）

As for the location of the painting? It wasn’t planned, she’d simply ran out of room to paint on her arms with warm up sketches. It made sense, though, to have something so closely related to Mammon placed above her heart.

As much as she loved him, she loved his familiars, too. Kiwa would always give his crows a small snack and perhaps something shiny to collect whenever she saw them. Seeing those items occasionally end up kept in Mammon’s room somewhere was her favorite though… it was so sweet and cute to her.

The short string of rapid-fire texts had almost gone ignored, as he was under the assumption that it was one of his brothers that aimed to disturb him, but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. Thumbing at the screen, he blearily blinked at the name of the sender. His human! Suddenly, he felt the boring and monotonous drag of another dull Student Council meeting leave his sloping shoulders.

Kiwa’s claims did nothing to cool the burst of heat that settled in his cheeks and under his collar. Discreetly as he could, he glanced towards the middle of the arching table, relieved to find that neither Lucifer nor Diavolo were paying him any attention.

      > Didn’t think ya had it in ya, babe!       > Sendin’ me dirty pictures while I’m in a meeting.       > Ya got guts. I like it!

He anticipated something risqué, but what he received was.  .  . better.

Much, much better.

Slouched in his seat, face still tinged with red but soft with admiration, Mammon slowly let his eyes meander across the image. He tapped the picture, prompting it to zoom in and grant him a closer glance at the details.

The highlights in the feathers put a sensation in his fingers that reminded him of the loving stroked he would give to his familiar’s wings. The sharpness of her beak made the tiny scars on his hands twinge. She’d been so stubborn as a baby, and she was still equally stubborn now, but he loved her. The glint in her eye, the way she held herself with grace and poise atop the gorgeous rose. She was a vision, and it made him ache to see her again. Unfortunately, familiars weren’t allowed during meetings. Stupid rules.  .  .

Mammon scoffed, noted that it drew in Lucifer’s attention and was quick to tuck his phone away. He grinned, flashing his older brother a toothy grin. ‘ I’m payin’ attention! ’ it said, but that wasn’t true. He was given a sharp glare before the meeting continued and he was given the chance to reply.

      > Holy shit, it looks great!       > How’d ya even do that?       > It’s hard enough paintin’ on somethin’ in front’a me!       > But ya did it on your own body. Ya really are somethin’ else, treasure.       > And ya painted my baby!       > I bet she’d love it too. I’ll have t’show her later.       > Actually, meet me outside once this meetin’ is done.       > I’ll call ‘er and we can show her together.