#Helluva Boss Mamozzie

[my-dark-lord]

Mammon: I’m not stupid, you know. Ozzie: Well, you’re doing a really good impression of it!

[god-is-lust-for-everything]

Mammon: You might not know this, Ozzie, but I am a flawed person. Ozzie: I do know that.

[gimme-a-thrust]

Mammon: I truly go into housewife mode when I'm someone's soulmate- like, I'll make you pancakes and bacon every morning. Ozzie: This is a lie. Ozzie: I'm literally dating him. This is a lie. Ozzie: HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO COOK A PANCAKE, WHAT IS THIS.

[writteninsunshine]

Title: I Get Off On You Getting Off On Me

Author: Keith

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Setting: Loo Loo Land

Pairing: Fizzarolli/Asmodeus | Ozzie, Mammon/Asmodeus | Ozzie

Characters: Fizzarolli, Asmodeus | Ozzie, Mammon

Genre: Erotic/Humor/Drama

Rating: M

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 2934

Type Of Work: One-Shot

Status: Complete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, M/M, AU - A/B/O, AU - Omegaverse, AU - Soulmates, A/B/O Dynamics, Omegaverse Dynamics, Breeder Beta!Ozzie, Alpha!Fizzarolli, Alpha!Mammon, Oral Sex, Clothed Sex, Mammon Is A Jealous Bitch, Ozzie Can Enter People’s Horny Dreams, Not Sure If It Counts As Dubcon But Fizzarolli Didn’t Know That

Disclaimer: I don’t own anything!

Summary: It really was something else to meet a celebrity.

[my-dark-lord]

Ozzie: *sucking on a popsicle* Fizzarolli: Pfft, you practicing for when Mammon gets here? Ozzie: *takes a huge ass bite out of the popsicle* Fizzarolli: *Concern*

[my-dark-lord]

Mammon, reaching for Ozzie: Ozziiiiie, don't be mad at meeee! Ozzie, recoiling: Get your slut hands away from me!

[gimme-a-thrust]

Mammon: What do I get? Ozzie: A night of fashion, mischief, mayhem, and possible death. Mammon: Ooh, check, check, and check; not sure about that last one. Ozzie: It won't be you. Mammon: I'll get my coat.

[gimme-a-thrust]

Fizzarolli: Hello all, it is I, your favorite person. Mammon: Actually, Ozzie is my favourite. Fizzarolli: Okay then, it is I, that bitch.

[gimme-a-thrust]

Mammon: Ozzie has discovered "deez nuts" jokes and it's all he says now. Everything is deez nuts. He simply can't stop. Mammon: I asked Ozzie where he learned that joke. He made me promise he wouldn't get in trouble if he told me. I agreed. Mammon: So he leaned in and whispered, "deez nuts."

[gimme-a-thrust]

Mammon: You gave me up, you let me down, you turned around, and deserted me. Ozzie: But did I make you cry? Mammon: *cries on the spot* Ozzie: ...Shit.

[gimme-a-thrust]

*Ozzie and Mammon looking at a locked gate into a park* Ozzie: Aw. :( Mammon: You know what they say. Ozzie: Please don’t- Mammon: BE GAY DO CRIME! *hops gate* Ozzie: Fuck-

[gimme-a-thrust]

Ozzie: There. How do I look? Mammon: Like a cheap French harlot. Ozzie: French?!

[gimme-a-thrust]

Ozzie: What do you call quantums of electromagnetic radiation that don’t get along? Mammon: What did you just say- Ozzie: Foetons! *Laughs* Mammon: Wh-what?

[gimme-a-thrust]

Mammon: So I got this amazing plan! Ozzie: We fail almost every time you say that. Mammon: Well this is the same! But with a hamster involved.

[gimme-a-thrust]

FANFIC PREVIEWS: Somebody's Coming And We're Dead If We're Found (Don't Make A Sound)

So, I'm working on a Prefall smut fic with Mammon/Ozzie, and I really can't help wanting to share some of it.

CW: NSFW, A/B/O Dynamics, Omegaverse Dynamics, Alpha!Mammon, Breeder Beta!Ozzie, Vaginal Sex, Knotting, Copious Amounts Of Cum

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Deciding instead to pull back to the head and slam down hard and fast, he hit the spot for both of them and they screamed together as they came. Something thick popped inside of him, locking them together, but Mammon didn't have the head to question it right now. Dazed and floaty, he couldn't even open his eyes as Ozzie leaned down to kiss him, spreading the taste of their precum and slick between them. 

"Fu-fucking good, Mams..." He murmured against his mouth, rolling his hips a few times to keep milking him out.

"Y-yeah-- Ozz?"

"Yeah?"

"I... Can't get out."

Ozzie sat up a little finally, showing off the thick knot at the base of his own dick. Mammon was a damn mess, and he didn't even care.

"You uh... Feels like you got one of these. I've decided to call them knots. Lu said I can name this stuff since it seems to be mine."

"Knots, huh? What's it do?"

"Holds us together for a while... Gives you time to try and pup me."

"P-pup?" Did Ozzie want his pups?

[gimme-a-thrust]

Mammon to Ozzie: What do your stripper instincts tell you about this man?