#Obey me! Solomon

[iwrtblog]

PLEASE LET ME HUG THIS MAN😭 I wanna spoil this man, hold his hand and make sure he's happy.

Other option has good dialogue too😭

[still-a-morosexual-help]

LOVE the fact that despite being complete opposites Asmo & Barbatos get along so well and have little bitchy gossip sessions. Absolutely hilarious from Solomon's perspective though cause that's like his dad and situationship

[love-archer]

After some amateur kissing and tongue lapping at your skin and neck and jaw, he’s not afraid to sit you in his place, kneeling between your legs as he’s pulling your pants off with lingering kissing that creep to your inner thighs. His hand in your stomach ti keep you still, little three smacks on your thigh when you try to push his head away or tug his hair. He’s also not shying away from grabbing your underthighs, pulling you to the edge and reaaallly getting his head in there: LUCIFER, LORD DIAVOLO, MAMMON

His hand is pushing your pretty back on the mattress, other ons spreading your legs. Your shirt is pulled up, way far above your stomach, his bites imprinted in fainting red on your skin. His head is busy, sandwiched with your thighs squeezing at him. Not above making loud and wet music under there as you’re so perfectly bend over his bed, ass out and your legs curling backwards when he hits a spot you love. Hand sneaking along your back to yank your hair, making you mewl louder. Not stopping until there’s a string of saliva connecting his tongue and you and you made a pathetic drenching spot under you: SATAN, ASMODEUS, BELPHIE, BARBATOS, SOLOMON

His words are slurred, voice muffled, his nails clenching at the fat of your legs as his tongue is working you, neck cranked up slightly. He doesn’t care you’re on his chest, so close on sitting on his neck, he needs more. NEEDS more. He’s starved, a bottomless pit when it comes to the mere taste of you. His hands on your ass, dragging you closer and closer. Just feed him: BEELZEBUB, LEVIATHAN, SIMEON, MAMMON

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[mvmmoney]

[asmo-cosmetics]

we're fully just codependent w him now huh

[jackalopesao3]

Chowderhead

[alexxncl]

‼️NIGHTBRINGER LESSON 41 SPOILERS‼️

masterlist | all lessons | season 2 | season 3 | full lesson 41 breakdown | lesson 42.1 | lesson 42.2

i feel like this needed it's own post bc WHAAAAAT

i have my volume turned up and when i tell you i JUMPED at the kiss sound...💀

in front of solomon is insane 😭 i love him

not one, but TWOOOOOO INNUENDOS

we should've at least gotten a kiss scene 💔 but yk i'll take what i can get and i'm happy with what i got

[euphoricbi]

auth.note》

ɪ ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛʟʏ ɢᴀɪɴᴇᴅ ᴛᴏɴꜱ ᴏꜰ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ᴍᴀɴ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ, ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ— ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ. ɪᴍ ꜱᴏ ɴᴏʀᴍᴀʟ.

pairing》 Solomon, Reader, GN.

warnings》 he's whimpering, he's desperate, he's lying, he's fucking you, he's practically begging to fuck you, established relationship, pet names ♡, not proofread.

words》 653.

Solomon wraps his arms around your waist as he finds you in the kitchen, nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck.

"Aren't you like— not supposed to be in here?" You ask giggling a bit as he blows against your neck, slightly tickling you. He keeps you still with his hands as he presses small kisses to your neck, "Mh, but you're here." he whines a bit, lowering his hands to your thighs.

Your hands occupied with cleaning the dishes as you lean your head to the side as he continues giving you kisses against your neck, his tongue exiting his mouth to lick at your neck soft moans coming from him.

"Solomon— I'm, 'm cleaning." You breathed out as he hummed out a small, 'I know' as he rubs his semi hard cock on your backside.

"Missed you s'much— Was so busy this week—" He huffs out as he sucks on your neck leaving marks on your neck as you lean backwards into his embrace. He kisses beneath your ear, slurring, "Can I just— Fuck you? I mean, like— Just for a second. Then you can keep cleaning—". You huff out a small moan again shutting your eyes, "Can't. I have to make dinner—"

"Please, c'mon— please— wanna fuck my cock into you s'bad, baby, please—" He whimpered as he grabbed your jaw pointing it towards his face, pressing a desperate kiss to your lips.

It was messy, spit dribbling down your chin, him nibbling on your lower lip as you moan into each other's mouths. You pull away for air as you breathed out, "Fuck, fine— just do it." you shake your head as he grins.

"Promise, promise, I'll just do it for a little bit—" He shivers with excitement as you leaned forward over the sink arching your back, "Do it quick, kay?—" .

Solomon nods stupidly as he fumbles to get his own pants down to his knees to free his aching cock, afterwards shoving your pants down as if he were racing against time. His eyes looked down at the curve of your back trailing down to your ass and how his cock was throbbing against it.

Solomon carefully spat into his hand, rubbing it along the tip of his cock, his other hand opening your hole as he chanted to himself, 'just a bit, just a bit, just a bit' before thrusting his cock into you, you letting out a sharp moan.

Solomon leant forward his arms wrapping around your body as his forehead pressed against the back of your neck

"Fuck, y'dick's so big—"

"Mngh, d-don't say that—" He chuckled out, pulling his hips back and then thrusting forward as he listened to your sweet moaning as he quickened the thrusts of his hips. Your eyes rolled back as you let out many more moans, Solomon's mouth ajar as whimpers out cries of your name.

"S'good, s'good— so, fucking, good—" his voice raising in octave as he whimpers, his cock pounding into you as he chases his own high becoming drunk off of you, his pretty eyes rolling into his head as he keeps whimpering.

"S, Stop— I can't—" You cried out, snapping him back to reality not even realizing that you were cumming.

"You said, you said— only for a— Hahh, fuck— bit—" You managed to get out as his balls slapped against the back of your thighs, his grip around you iron as he didn't want you getting away.

"I can't sto— awhh, haah, stop—" He whimpered out, pressing the sweetest kisses to the back of your head as if he wasn't completely ruining you. Drool dripping down your chin, your eyes rolled back as your brain became mush.

So good, so fucking good he repeated in his head, loving the way your body just became limp in his arms as he held you there.

He has the stamina of a rabbit.

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[hrhqueenfox]

Solomon turned himself into a raccoon

[natstablook29]

Barbatos: You know, as much as I don't approve, this was actually a great opportunity for you to show MC that your charm is more than magic.

Solomon: *laughs* MC already knows that magic isn't my only attractive feature. *He looks at MC* Isn't that right, MC?

MC: *nervously darting their eyes around and landing on nearby vase of flowers and says somewhat high pitched* Oh wow, what beautiful flowers! *walks towards it*

Solomon: * nervously smiling* Right MC? R I G H T ? ! MC?!?!?

*Barbatos and Diavolo hold in laughter as they watch Solomon frantically try to get an answer out of MC*

[leaving-grapefruitss]

imagine if solomon started playing cooking mama…

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Do you think Solomon had to sit through the 2-hour presentation about the exact length of Lucifer's eyelashes or ?

[inhumanliquid]

[mvmmoney]

it's my obey me!vampire au and I need it NOWWWWWW

[loweya-blog]

The SoloCase

(This is going to have a noir theme so please bare with me.)

The city of the Devildom was never quiet. If there wasn't some sort of chaotic demons causing havoc, then there were walking dolls or swapped bodies or just Mammon. The city was never safe. That is why the city needed you, Detective MC. You were nursing a glass of Devil on the Beach, a mocktail Asmo made for you when he heard you were "playing detective". They just didn't understand. Except for Satan. But he was busy. Besides him, nobody ever understood what it meant to be a detective. You were.....an outcast.

And mostly everybody else was busy so you were bored.

Then.... HE walked in. That handsome dame who always brought trouble along with that slutty sorcerer waist of his. His hair was as white as the snow and those eyes, full of mischief. Not to mention how beneath his cape his black shirt and pants hugged him so tightly you could see the outline of almost everything.

"What are you looking at, MC?" Solomon asked.

You quickly averted your eyes.

"Nothing. What brings you here, Solomon?" You ask then take a sip of the mocktail.

"I'm afraid I need your help," He said with a mysterious smile.

What did he have to smile about?

"My latest creation has gone missing. I don't know who would possibly steal one of my delicious meals but it's gone missing. I need your help to find it."

Oh Diavolo, not one of his meals. There was always trouble packed into the abominations he made, though he always made it with love.

"Why should I take the case?" You asked.

"I'll teach you how to use magic to transform your backpack into a jetpack."

"Done."

It was time to investigate. You went to his place, asking each of the Purgatory Hall guests questions and gathering alibis. Then, investigating the crime scene. Beyond the missing plate of food, there was nothing. You had no choice but to expand the search.

"Any suspects yet?" Solomon asked with a playful smile.

You didn't have the heart to tell him that everybody was a suspect. Anybody who knows of Solomon's terrible cooking would have a motive.

"Mammon," You list instead, "If anybody steals, there's a good bet it's him. Besides even if he isn't the criminal he still might have information about the case."

As always, the big tsundere thieving cat of the devildom would have information. You and Solomon traveled to the casino together, Solomon choosing to carry you bridal style and teleport the both of you. He was oddly close today.

You paid it no mind as you went to confront Mammon.

"I wouldn't steal Solomon's food. Unless I wanted to sell it as poison online.....hey.....that's not a bad idea," Mammon said.

"Do you have any idea who WOULD steal the meal?" You demanded.

"Sorry. I got nothin' Oh! Wait! I do know that some meals have been goin missing from Hell's Kitchen. Maybe there's a food thief." Mammon explained.

With that, you and Solomon went off to Hell's Kitchen. You both investigated together as you learned the meals of the kitchen kept going missing. You discovered a group of gluttony demons had been swiping food. Solomon used his magic to track them down and asked you to focus on trying to find the food. You waited for him to return but after thirty minutes, realized he was taking a long time. So you sent him a text.

MC: Hey where are you?

Solmon: Got kidnapped by the gluttony demons

MC: WHAT?! I'm on my way!

Solomon:

When you arrived, you expected Solomon to be held down with the power of the suns. You knew how strong of a sorcerer he was. There was hardly anything that could stop him. Perhaps they had gotten some chains from the bottom of hell or used all the powers of the three realms....

Instead, it was just two pieces of duct tape holding his wrists together. Solomon sat calmly with a cheeky smile on the alley floor as he was surrounded by short gluttony demons. That son of a-

You knew for a fact he only let himself get captured so you could save him.

"Aren't you going to save me, my wonderful apprentice?" He asked with that shit-eating grin.

With a sigh, you used your magic to teleport Solomon by your side, which he seemed rather pleased about.

"You've been hanging around Asmo too much," You declare.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

After freeing him from the oh so powerful duct tape, you both kicked the asses of the smaller gluttony demons and forced them to tell you where the stolen food was. You found everything but Solomon's meal. Luckily you got a free one from Hell's Kitchen as thanks for stopping the thieves.

The two of you returned to the original crime scene. You were stumped. There were no clues and the one lead you had turned out to be an entirely different case. A sigh escaped your lips. Who would even want to steal the food? You'd already checked all the trash cans so the only person who'd steal the food was someone who was willing to keep it. Raphael was the only one who ate Solomon's dishes but he was on a trip to the Celestial Realm. He and Solomon were the only ones who even liked the food....

Wait.....

Solomon....

He'd been oddly calm for someone who claimed to be stolen from. And you knew for a fact his powers were more than strong enough that he could probably track it down himself.

That meant....

You got up suddenly and walked over to the Purgatory Hall fridge and opened it. Inside, hidden behind some of the other meals, was a plate with the grossest looking noodles and veggies that you could imagine.

"....So it was you all along." You say to Solomon.

"I knew you'd figure it out, my clever apprentice." He said.

He was only inches away from you as you closed the door to the fridge.

"But....why? Why would you steal your own dish?"

"I wanted to have a reason to spend time with you. And it worked. I got all day, just you and me."

"You clever bastard."

You leaned in, giving him a small kiss, clearly catching him off guard for once. He smiled.

"If you're still hungry, we can finally have that meal we've been chasing after all day."

And just like that, you were doomed. At least you got a kiss before you were poisoned!

The End.

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@kirshimadenkisero

[jackalopesao3]

They’re so mean to Solomon I can’t even 🤣