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sciencebecameouraddiction · 10 months ago

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if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’m going to catch a cold.

alastor, lucifer, rosie, husk

⌇alastor

you looked the radio demon up and down, thinking that doing so from the farthest corner of the bar would ensure he didn’t see you. it’s not like you could help it though. alastor had switched out his normal suit for a gorgeous red velvet, his hair pulled up with what looked like braids in it, no doubt nifty’s doing. you took a sip of your drink and looked down, seeing him look up at your area of the bar.

you had been doing this since you had sat down at the bar. watching him interact with patrons and royalty, who were there to have their pocket books pried open for some funding as well as support for the hotel. it wasn’t an easy task by any means even with lucifer in support of the idea and here tonight. you were supposed to be chatting people up as well, but after the first guy you spoke to kept his hand on your arm for a little too long, you decided you were too sober for all of this.

you saw alastor’s attention be pulled else where, giving you your cue to look back up. he was angled away from you and you gulped audibly. the way the jacket fit his frame, his hair style complimented his long neck, and how his waist looked so deliciously tiny made your stomach warm and your face heat. you had zoned out, your mind taking you to an alternate reality where you had a chance of slipping off that coat of his… you shook your head and your eyes locked with alastor’s. you’re not sure how it was possible but your face heated even more, almost burning with the blush you had at being caught. you couldn’t look away though, even as he smirked at you.

you swallowed heavily and shakily took a sip of your drink as you saw him depart from whoever he was talking to, walk up to the bar and stand close next you.

“just a few fingers of that old rye you have back there.” alastor requested, and husk nodded turning away. giving alastor a chance to look down at you. you felt yourself shrink under his gaze as he smiled again, almost like a smirk. he grabbed the glass husk handed to him and you watched intently as he brought the glass up to his lips and sipped his drink, glancing at his neck and the way it moved. flickering your eyes back up to his as his grin widened. he bent down at his waist, you both face to face now.

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’ll catch a cold darling.” he murmured to you, as your eyes widened and you looked down ashamed. alastor chuckled and you felt his finger draw your face up to look at you again.

“cat got your tongue?” he asks, smirking. you try and speak but no words come out and you feel your face and now arms burning. you take your cool hands and place them on your cheeks. he draws them away, holding them.

“don’t do that. i like the red color. red as blood.” he says, kissing your right cheek, then straightening up and taking his drink and himself back into the middle of the party, shooting glances at you from time to time as you still just watched him charm the crowd.

⌇lucifer

there were many benefits to being with the king of hell. you practically never had to worry about anything, be that financial or even emotional or physical. you knew lucifer had you covered. he was in your corner. once word got around that you were dating the king of hell, the perks increased. you’d walk into a shop and the attendants wouldn’t let you buy anything. there was just a small ask to post it on sinstagram or voxtube and review it. which you never minded, but then that oddly started an influencing career in hell. that definitely was not something on your bingo card for when you died.

right now though, you were faced with the biggest detractor of dating the king of hell. he had to attend this gathering. very boring, and you felt your eyes glaze over as you sipped lucifer’s appletini he left. you watched him converse with this group of royalty and business people, you being the only one left at the table. not that you minded and no, you didn’t want to go make conversation over there. you sighed and decided to use this opportunity to really admire lucifer.

he was dressed in his suit but instead of the white base he wore around normally, the suit was gold with red accents. and it just brought out his eyes so well. he looked ethereal standing there, talking to those people. you gave him a once over and all you could think about was getting him out of that damn suit that fit him so well. just imagining him underneath you, panting and sobbing for-

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i might just catch a cold.” you hear lucifer’s voice in your ear. your gasp sounding more like a moan when he grabs the appletini in your hand and throws it back in one drink.

“undressing you? you were already undressed in my mind. already on the bed if i’m honest.” you murmur to him and watch the blush take his cheeks.

“this boring you?” he asks smiling.

“desperately.” you look at him. “we should go back home. we can pick up where i left off envisioning you on our bed underneath me… begging for more.” you grin wickedly as lucifer gulps. he quickly makes his way over to the group, explaining something and you see them all nod. he quickly makes his way back to you and takes your hand, waiting for you to get up. then he all but drags you out of the venue.

“let’s go home.”

⌇rosie

you had told rosie she should wear her new dress. and damn it she was so excited about it, that of course you said yes. now… a part of you regretted saying she should as one of the gentleman in cannibal town kept talking rosie up while she was checking out a long line of patrons. you tried to breathe as you just watched rosie. you knew she was capable of taking care of herself. you watched how she nimbly packed up different items, wrapping them all while charming all around her. her figure was so graceful and the dress hugged her just right, accentuating her waist. you bit your lip watching her. both of your eyes widening as you caught each others gaze.

you blushed deeply while she smirked at you and checked out the last guest in line. finally she took a second to come over to you.

“if you keep undressing me with your eyes, i’m going to catch a cold darling.” she purred as she strode up to you. you saw behind her the same gentleman watching the both of you, his gaze hungry. you glared at him as you grabbed a bit of rosie’s skirt possessively, but not wanting to make a show. she chuckled.

“he’s really got you worked up, don’t he?” she asked.

“he keeps flirting with you. it’s disgusting.” you comment, looking at rosie. she hums and pulls you up so you were standing. she still towered over you, as she gently maneuvered you face to look up at her. she smiled again, licking her lips and she bends down and kisses you. your eyes widen as you throw your arms around her neck, reaching up on your tip toes to get closer.

you hum into the kiss, gently weaving your fingers in rosie’s hair and pulling at her nape. you feel the growl that comes from her, slightly panting as she break.

“get a fuckin’ room! absolutely disgusting. there are children!” you hear susan yell and you sigh. you hands at rosie’s waist, absentmindedly rubbing over the boning in the dress.

“i think you need to get back to the shop.” you sigh and rosie nods. “anything i can help with?”

“sit there and look pretty for me?” she asks and you laugh, nodding. you turn to the check out area and smile even brighter.

“he’s gone!” you exclaim. happy the guy from before wasn’t in the store.

“oh, yeah. he left right when i kissed you.” she laughed, patting down some of the fizz in your hair. “needed to make sure that everyone else knew who i was with though.” she winks and walks back up to the front counter as you sit back down and sigh. you wondered how you got so lucky.

⌇husk

watching husk talk to other patrons and quickly whip up drinks was a past time of yours that you greatly favored. it was sort of relaxing seeing him in an element that he excelled in, but honestly, just watching him and how good he was with his hands made you blush.

you were currently off, deep in thought, but husk caught your glance. your eyes widen as you try and look away, attempting to save whatever shred of dignity you had by playing it cool. you knew husk wasn’t dumb though. he had seen you staring.

he went back to work quickly enough and you waiting for a few more moments before looking out of the corner of your eye at him, watching him rim a glass with salt. he poured two liquors in at the same time topping off with some red liquid and a lime wedge, pushing it towards a demon who giggled as their hands touched being passed the drink.

you rolled your eyes and as soon as husk’s back was turned you took your opportunity to really look at him. he wore his usual suspenders and pants, but he had slicked back his hair tonight and had on a white button down shirt with suit themed cufflinks. it was an incredibly dapper look and you couldn’t help imagine taking off the damn shirt he was wearing. loosing your grip on reality again, you didn’t notice a drink being slid to you. you hear the drink before seeing it in front of you, looking up, you meet husk’s eyes. a smirk almost tattooed on his face. you blink a few times, trying to understand, when he chuckles.

“if ya keep starin’ at me sweetheart, and undressin’ me with those eyes of yours, i’m gonna catch a cold.” he takes back your old glass and leaves you sitting there bewildered as he helps the next guest. you take a sip and see a slip of paper from under the glass. you squint to read the scrawled handwriting.

“meet me at 1. party should be wrapped up then. you can stare all ya want.”

you placed your hand over the paper and felt your cheeks grow warm. he was going to be the death of you.

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loveydovey-leviathan · 1 year ago

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mammon x gn! reader

based on the nightbringer chat where mammon asks you to tell him you love him over and over again.

it's quiet tonight, you notice.

which is understandable. it's way past the appropriate time for anyone to be awake-- but you know that if you walked through the halls of the house of lamentation, you'd still hear a few of the brothers who reside here still up and quickly acting like they're asleep when lucifer comes in to do his nightly check-in.

you would be more worried about being in mammon's room at this time of night if you didn't already know that lucifer wouldn't mind. it's happened before and it'll happen again.

but something's different. there's nothing unusual about the way mammon's acting around you right now-- his head is tucked on your upper arm as he wraps himself around your body, and your hand goes through his hair in a repetitive motion, a movement you've become familiar with after all these years (not that he knows). all in all, there's nothing strange about tonight, just different.

mammon confirms your thoughts when he asks you "i was wonderin'... how'd you feel about me?"

that... certainly wasn't what you expected.

"what brought that up?"

"look, just lay it out straight for me, okay?"

"i love you," the answer is quick and simple, like it's second nature to you, because that's what loving mammon is-- it's as subconscious as breathing, as easy as blinking. it's sweet and loving because that's how mammon treats you.

heat gathers up in his cheeks and spreads all the way to his neck, like he's surprised at your proclamation of love as though you wouldn't shout it across rooftops. he bunches up the edge of your shirt and fiddles with the loose threads as he thinks of what to say.

"can you say that again?"

"you need some emotional support?" you tease.

he looks like he's going to explode (in a cute way). "i just feel like talkin' to you about this kinda thing, okay?! i can't help it! i gotta check, anytime, anywhere!"

"i love you, mammon," the confession is just as quick as the last one. "feel better now?"

he has a smile on his face, the one that shows his crowsfeet and makes the gold and blue in his eyes swirl together like marbles and jewellery.

"that ain't nearly enough, you gotta tell me a bunch more times!"

"i love you," and this time, you give him a forehead kiss to go with it.

"i love you," another on his nose. and then two more for both his cheeks.

the last one you place is on his lips, a deeper sort of kiss. he leans up to catch your lips on his and he curls his hands deeper into the hem of your shirt as a way to ground himself. he tastes like greed and warmth and want, he feels like everything you could ever need.

when you both part, he looks up at you like you're his heaven.

"...i love you, too."

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imagineanime2022 · 2 years ago

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Demon Brother's Reactions To "You Need Head/You Want Head?"

Lucifer X Reader Mammon X Reader Leviathan X Reader, Satan X Reader, Asmodeus X Reader, Beelzebub X Reader, Belphegor X Reader

Requested: Anon

Request: This ask is a tad bit nsfw and if you don't want to do that since it's one of your things that you don't do it's alright. I was wondering how the obey me brothers and possibly the dateables would react to a reader who when someone does something nice for them, they'll occasionally just say "you need head/do you want head?" That's something I used to do in my younger years and I believe it's a little funny.

Warning: Slightly spicy, I've never written anything like this before but thought I'd give it a go, please be kind.

Undateables Ver.

Lucifer

📚 Lucifer would have just finished helping you organise something or set something up. 📚 "You need head/do you want head?" 📚 Literally stops what he was doing to look at you, he gives you a minute to confirm a joke. 📚 “I hope you don’t offer everyone that.” “only the hot ones.” 📚 Literally wants to kill you for about 5 minutes before you see a smirk across his face. 📚 This is when you should start to worry, he stands from the desk and closes the distance between you leaning in closer. 📚 He lifts your chin so that you are looking in his eyes “say it again.” 📚 Whether you are the type to tease back or not he’ll likely go as far as getting you on your knees in front of him, he is the avatar of pride after all. 📚 Lucifer is not the type to act on anything past teasing but he’ll give you signs that express how comfortable he is with moving forward he’ll leave everything else up to you. 📚 Will keep the event to himself, there’s no need for his brother to know about this, this is his secret to keep at least until it wins him an argument.

Mammon

💳 He probably bought you something. 💳 "You need head/do you want head?" flustered™ you can see the blush before you’ve even finished the sentence. 💳 “W-what are ya talkin’ about?” 💳 If you are only joking and you start laughing he’ll immediately be back to the only Mammon telling you about how you’d never be good enough for him. 💳 He’d accidentally tell someone what happened, in the heat of the moment or out of anger and will probably twist it to make himself look better. 💳 If you aren’t joking this is where things swing more into your control. “What the hell are ya doin’?” 💳 Mammon is literally the embodiment of a sweaty palmed teen despite the way he acts. I doubt that he has much experience in this field. 💳 Will wait to see what you do next, he’s actually way more nervous than you thought he’d be considering the crowds he’s involved with. 💳 He will not tell anyone if you actually act on this, this is his secret, his own treasure to keep, especially since he has no idea if it’ll happen again. 💳 “Ya really want ta do this right? I never thought this would happen.”

Leviathan

🎮 Levi knows the joke very well with how much time he spends in chat rooms and gaming. 🎮 Still flustered, might even think he heard you wrong “W-what?” 🎮 If you joke around and pretend that you didn’t say anything he’ll be watching you out of the corner of his eye but he probably won’t say anything about it again. 🎮 This is the outcome he expects. Definitely won’t tell his brothers about it. 🎮 He’ll never be able to make the joke in person but it might end up in a text chain as a reference, which he’ll definitely panic about until you answer. 🎮 If you weren’t joking he’s just going to get more flustered as you move in front of him, will literally drop his controller or handheld in favour of trying to pull you from your knees. 🎮 “S-stop you c-can’t do that! You don't want to do that!” 🎮 It’ll take some convincing for him to continue forward but don’t get him wrong. It’s not because he doesn’t want it, it’s more because he doesn’t feel like he deserves it. 🎮 Can't stop himself from talking about all of the things he’s dreamed about or imagined in this time. 🎮 “I never thought this would happen…Are you sure?”

Satan

🐈 Satan was more than likely helping you study. 🐈 "you need head/do you want head?" “Excuse me?” 🐈 If your joking he’ll make you repeat what you said he won’t have you making him think he was crazy. 🐈 Will tell you how stupid your joke is even if there is a small blush on his face. 🐈 Probably reminds you of the joke when he’s looking to win an argument against you and whether it helps or not depends on the type of person you are. 🐈 If you are looking to act on it, you’ll probably end up pinned to the nearest surface, his face close to yours “be careful what you say.” 🐈 His voice is rough but his movements are gentle, he is aware of how fragile you are as a human. 🐈 Will ask you if you’ve asked anyone else the same question. 🐈 He’s possessive so if your answer is que him proving he’s better than anyone else, if your answer is no que him proving he’s the best that you’ll ever have. 🐈 “You’ll never want anyone else once we’re done here, I promise you that.”

Asmodeus

💅 Asmo was probably helping you get an outfit together for a night out or even just getting ready for the night out. 💅 Once you looked at yourself in the mirror and saw how good you looked it just kind of slipped out "you need head/do you want head?” 💅 “Are you offering? Looking like that I’m not sure I could say no.” “…” 💅 Asmo of course isn’t one to force you into anything but he will approach you crowding you as he leans close. 💅 If you lean away from him he’ll laugh off the comment and continue getting ready “you're a funny little human now come on we have a party to get ready for.” 💅 If you don’t he hands will find your waist and you might feel him smirking as he presses kisses to your neck. 💅 He’s the avatar of lust he can literally feel it rolling off of you in waves he might even comment on it if you give him half the chance 💅 Continuing to accept his advances means that you're going to be late or might not even make it to wherever you were going. 💅 If you’re a tease and attempt to walk away he’ll grab you by the wrist and pull you back into his chest. He can tease whoever he wants but they can’t tease him. 💅 “I’ll teach you a lesson for being such a tease, you’ll learn your lesson.”

Beelzebub

🍔 He probably gave you some kind of snack or carried something for you. 🍔 "You need head/do you want head?" Confusion. He understands the components of the joke, not the context 🍔 Does not understand how what he did led you to that as a reward or thank you “is this a human thing?” 🍔 You can explain the joke and he’ll probably still be confused but that’ll probably be where it ends. 🍔 He night ask the others because he’s still confused which sparks a text chain that you’ll never see but will hear quotes from at dinner. 🍔 If you explain it with the intention to follow through, he’s probably the only one besides Levi that will ask if you're sure. “You don’t have to do this, I'll give you food no matter what.” 🍔 You’ll have to tell him a few times that you want to act on the offer and let’s be honest it’ll only take a few confirmations before Beel’s behaviour changes. 🍔 He’ll lift you onto the closest surface and close the space between you. 🍔 Beel’s honest so he’ll likely tell you how he’s feeling in the moment and encourages you to do the same. 🍔 “I know you told me that you want to, but you have to tell me if you want to stop too, promise me.”

Belphegor

💤 He’s probably half asleep as he helps you with whatever you need. 💤 "You need head/do you want head?" He’s no longer sleepy; he's actually looking at you so intensely that you worry you’ve upset him. 💤 “It was just a joke-” “Don’t backtrack you offered me something, I want it.” 💤 If you are joking he’ll roll his eyes and roll over, he won’t be talking to you for a little while mostly because you laughed at him. 💤 Will use it against you whenever he wants something especially if you don’t want people to know about it. 💤 “Look if you don’t want them to hear about your favourite joke you’ll help me prank Lucifer.” 💤 If you're willing to act on it Belphie will call you forward, he won’t be doing any of the work if you actually intended to act on what you said. 💤 Easily the smuggest, he’s not easily flustered and will cancel plans for you if that’s the only reason that you want to renege your offer. 💤 He’s probably one of the most intense of the brothers all things considered, will literally be all for this if he can really have it. 💤 “This is better motivation than anything else."

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ticklygiggles · 1 year ago

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Miya&Mia's Tickletober Day 7 - Playtime

Lucifer x Reader

"If Asmo ever finds out I'm doing this to my hair," you commented, twirling your hair to make yourself a bun. "He's gonna get pissed."

"That is why I'm sending him a picture."

You gasped, turning around to find Lucifer laying in bed with his D. D. D. pointed at you. Your eyes widened and Lucifer's grin only got wider as a mischievous laugh escaped from his lips.

"Luci, don't you dare!"

"Asmo," he said as he typed away. "Look what I found your little human doing. I'm sure you've already told them how to take care of their hair, haven't you? So I left this matter at your disposal to reach a solution and- oh!"

Forgetting about your hair, you let it all down as you rushed to Lucifer. He chuckled, jumping off the bed and running away from you.

"Come back here!"

This was unexpected... Lucifer was rarely in a playful mode. His eyes were shining mischievously and he was smiling widely, even laughing to himself as you chased him around his room. You couldn't help but smile as well, feeling excited butterflies fluttering inside your stomach at this sudden behavior of his.

"Lucifer!"

"And send- ack!"

You, surprisingly, caught him. Your arms tightened around his waist and with your momentum, you were able to push him back onto the bed. You tried to wrestle him to get his phone, but he quickly hid his D. D. D under his body.

"What- give it to me!"

Lucifer grinned. "Why should I? That is my phone."

You straddled his waist and tried to hug him so you could reach back for his phone, however, he kept fighting your arms, laughing and giggling at seeing you struggling.

"Luci!" You were a little out of breath already. "If you don't give it to me now I'll-

"You'll what?" He challenged you, showing his fangs as he smirked.

"I'll-" Your eyes were drawn to a path of exposed milky skin. Lucifer's hips protruded from his pajama pants and your hands immediately latched to them. "I'll tickle you."

Lucifer's eyes widened, but before he could stop you, you were squeezing that terribly ticklish spot right above his hips, those little muscles that made him laugh hysterically if you got him right.

"AHAHAHA! Lehehehet gohoho!" He cackled, throwing his head back as he weakly tried to push your hands away.

Tickling was probably the only thing that could incapacitate Lucifer from fighting back that was why he only let himself be ticklish about a few people. You, of course, his brothers and perhaps sometimes Diavolo, just to please him.

You giggled, feeling him kick behind you as he squirmed and tried to stop your hands.

"I'm not gonna stop until you delete that picture," you said, your thumbs rubbing circles against those spots, making Lucifer shriek with laughter as his cheeks turned pink.

His hips twisted, but you followed his every move easily, not letting go of him once.

"Unhahahand mehehehe!" He said, his laughter turning more desperate the more you tickled him there.

"I will only if you hand your phone to me," you sang, pinching his hip with one hand and making him jump with loud laughter. "Otherwise you'll die of laughter and-"

"FIHIHINE!" He cried, little tears latched to his lashes. "I'll gihihive it to yohohou!"

You stopped and Lucifer, giggling and trying to catch his breath, arched his back a little so he could pull his D. D. D out from under him. He gave it to you and you saw Asmo's chat open, but where was the picture?

"I dihidn't tahake anything," he said and you looked down at him. "I was joking."

You blinked incredulously. "Ah, so you wanted to play, huh? My Lucifer here wants to be playful? Then I'll have to take care of it."

Lucifer giggled as you put his phone aside and your hands went back to his hips, tickling him all over again. His rich, deep laughter filled the room all over again.

"How's this, hmm? Did you want me to tickle you like this so you were misbehaving?" You teased, grinning widely and feeling your cheeks heating up looking at his flushed face and smiling mouth.

How could he be so adorably playful like this? You could tell he was having so much fun right now and your heart fluttered.

"Hehe, someone here is very ticklish- ah, n-nohoho!"

"Ihihit's yohohou!" He said, grabbing your waist and tickling you back.

He soon changed your positions and now you were under him as he tickled you mercilessly, jumping from spot to spot to have you shrieking with loud laughter.

"Cheheheateheher! Lehehehet gohoho!"

"I will if you apologize for tickling me," he said smirking down at you.

"I wohohon't- AHAHAHA plehehease not thehehere!"

"Are you sure?"

He really was having fun. Opening one of your tightly shut eyes, you could see his beautiful grin and you felt happiness rushing through him. How could you possibly stop him from acting this way when he rarely did, besides, even though you were laughing your head off, you couldn't lie and say you weren't having fun yourself!

A/N: We've got a trashy fic today huhu, wrote this in a hurry because I didn't have anything ready and I'm crying, but I hope you all enjoy it!

#miya&mia's tickletober #Tickletober #tickletober 2023 #obey me #obey me!#lucifer x Reader #ticklish!Lucifer #ticklish!Reader #tickle fic #mia's things

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ang3l-fac33 · 11 months ago

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sick! lucifer x male! reader oneshot.

genre: fluff!

warnings: maybe ooc?, messy writing

not proofread

you hummed quietly to yourself as you bustled around the kitchen, grabbing a bunch of supplies you’d need to make a nice bowl of soup for your sick partner. you weren’t the best cook out there but lucifer was too sick to take care of himself, and you figured you owe him as much for everything he’s done for you.

as you were cutting up the vegetables to put in the soup, you suddenly feel a pair of arms wrap around your waist and something warm press up against your back. for a moment you froze, but that surprise didn’t last long as you quickly realized who it was.

“lucifer..” you sighed, gently putting down the knife on the counter. “what did i tell you? you need to stay in bed and get some rest.” you had scolded gently, rolling your eyes at the small whine of protest lucifer had made.

you peeled his hands off him before turning around to face him in all his sick glory. his face was flushed with heat, and he was sweating. his hair was sticking to his forehead and a thin line of snot was running down his nose. still he proceeded to look at you with those big puppy eyes he liked to use whenever he wanted something from you.

you learned rather quickly that when lucifer was sick he became more clingy and needy than normal. it was honestly really cute but you knew that rest was the most important thing here.

lucifer just pouted and tried to cling to you again. “but i miss you..” he mumbled, his voice raspy with sickness.

your heart fluttered, and you couldn’t help but to giggle slightly. “what’s so funny?..” lucifer huffed, looking even more pouty than before.

“it’s just i never imagined the king of hell being this.. needy. it’s cute though.”

you were sure that his face would’ve turned a pretty shade of red if it wasn’t before from his fever. “now let’s get you back to bed where you’re going to stay for the rest of the night.”

lucifer whined again but made no effort to stop you as you took his hand and led him back to your shared bedroom. you laid him down and tucked him in, making sure that you were comfortable.

you pushed back some of his hair that was stuck to his forehead with a gentle smile, watching as he leaned into your touch with a soft smile. all you wanted to do right now was to climb in bed and cuddle with him till you both fell asleep, but you knew that food had to come first.

“alright… i’m going to go back to the kitchen and finish up that soup. do not get up unless it’s an emergency.” you told him in a stern voice. it was a little funny to you how you had to be stern with the literal king of hell, but it was the only way he’d listen.

you turned and headed out of the bedroom, back to the kitchen where you proceeded to finish up the soup without anymore disruptions. looks like lucifer finally decided to settle down.

you hummed once more as you poured the soup into a bowl, before turning and heading back to the bedroom. you were glad to find lucifer in the same spot that you had left him, thankful that he decided not to put up a fight.

“you’re soup is ready baby.” you smiled, setting the bowl down on the small table next to the bed. lucifer groaned and sat up, blinking with bleary eyes. you watched as he picked up the bowl, using the spoon to scoop up some of the liquid and put it in his mouth.

he hummed in delight, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the nice sensation of hot soup going down his throat. you always said you weren’t a good cook, but to him it was the complete opposite. he always enjoyed anything you made.

“..’s so good..” he mumbled through a mouthful of soup, making you smile. “glad you like it. make sure to eat all of it!”

you watched and chatted a bit with lucifer as he ate his soup, finishing it in minutes. you figured he would be at least a little hungry, so you’re glad that he ate.

“thank you..” he had said, handing the bowl back over to you. you grinned softly. “it’s no problem.” you responded softly, pecking him on the cheek. you loved taking care of him.

you got up to go put the bowl back in the kitchen, but a warm hand grabbed your arm, preventing you from moving. “stay with me please..”

you huffed in amusement, raising your brows. “but this will only take a second, and—“ you’re words died on your tongue as he gave you those same puppy dog eyes from earlier, but this time you couldn’t resist.

“oh fine..”

you yelped as you were practically dragged down onto the bed, and you had to grip the bowl to make sure it didn’t fall out of your hands. you placed the bowl back on the table before settling into bed.

lucifer immediately latched onto you, wrapping his limbs around your body. you giggled softly and began to run your fingers through his slightly damp locks, sighing out in contentment. you always enjoyed cuddle sessions even if one of you were sick.

it wasn’t long until lucifer went limp in your grasp, soft snores falling from his lips. for a moment you stared at his sleeping form, a little stunned from his beauty. no matter how sick he was he always managed to look handsome.

you started to feel your eyelids grow heavy, and a yawn escaped your lips. wrapping your free arm around lucifer, you pulled him closer and pressed a kiss to his forehead. “goodnight my king..” you murmured before drifting off into sleep.

the bowl could wait to be cleaned.

(A/N: ohemgee hii!! i hope you liked this oneshot! this is my first oneshot ever publicly posted so i’m a little nervous.. but still! feedback and reviews are welcomed! don’t be afraid to give me tips or criticisms! thank you for reading <3)

#lucifer morningstar x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel #lucifer morningstar #hazbin hotel x you #hazbin lucifer

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originemesis · 3 months ago

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@bored2deathiswear xxx

The absurdity of his gear was novel at best- not a sliver of Earth-worn flesh that lay beneath to be seen. And he seemed quite adamant to keep it that way with sleeves that swallowed gloved hands unless he flicked them back, and robes that puddled on the floor in excess, trailing behind every practiced step over tiles traversed.

His neck, especially guarded like a rose stem with golden thorns that spanned the impressive as it was excessive collar length, had seen little light in thousands of years because even when tugged down in an irate bid for him to pay attention from shorter superiors, the dark flaps of fabric that fed down from his helmet helped obscure down to the collar bone until the edges bled into shadow at best.

His mask, on the other hand, not only concealed the man beneath- but warped him into something not quite man at all. Something beastly and biding its time with horns that stalked the dim halls of heaven's embassy when all that worked within its walls had long gone home and left him to his chats and dealings with a pair of almond shaped eyes that glowed in the adornment of shadows their owner wore with just as much decorum as he in his robes.

And all he could think now that those horns were reduced to steering devices for the devil to make use of when adjusting the mouth to cunt ratio was that- it really was a fucking pity he couldn't bring any of that up now like he'd so wanted to back when his seven year old hush-hush deal with Lilith was still kicking. If only because it would bring him no greater pleasure than to watch the same betrayal he'd endured shatter his betrayer until he too had to cover up all the cracks it would cause.

But now is certainly not the time to bring such matters up even though the deal's done with his untimely disappearance, and along with it- all of its clauses that prevent disclosure of once hidden information. And even if it wasn't, he'd still have a mouthful of cunt to contend with.

And contend with it he does with a firm roll of his tongue to part rosy folds with a surge of corrosive yellow. It's not like there's much method to his administration either other than forcing the heat of one muscle through another's lips with enough of a driving force to distract the bastard from burning the shit out of him again. It's only when the stud mid way up his tongue catches along the peak of the other's pleasure point that he takes note of the first sign that Lucifer might just be capable of chilling the fuck out with enough cruelly applied cunnilingus courtesy of a meandering moan. And of course he presses the matter to make sure, pulsing the cold sting of silver in place partly out of morbid curiosity, but mainly because of how the other keeps jerking his horn to keep his pressure from wandering too far from the tightly coiled source of heat that's already started to fog up the glass surface of his mask.

That heel slowly digging in like a threat doesn't exactly convince him to switch things up...

Not that he has much choice in the matter once a swift dig to his shoulder's empty socket startles a sharp yelp from the man that doesn't have far to travel before its smothered by the warm folds that he's not sure are sliding demandingly into the trailing vibrations of a follow-up groan, or if his head is being pulled in by the firm grip on his horn...or both? Either way, he's left to lick and listen to the other's breathless confidence at his own plan to keep this 'merciful' containment from anyone else's attention except the space between his legs. It annoys him, sure- but not enough to act like it did. Not when the heat of those cuffs is still warm and more of a concern than his own dislocated shoulder which seemed more like a scrape in comparison. He'd just grumble some unintelligible insult into the canvas of cunt and pass it off as extra stimulation.

It's the twitches and held breaths between words that clue him in to the fact that just like his earlier assessment of that pungent scent always permeating the not very peaceful proceedings of their meetings so far, Lucifer was indeed just a cheap whore at his rotten apple core. Adam of course doesn't even need the not so convincing order to probe further back at the slit and forcing it apart with a shallow lick. By now he'd already cleaned out each crevice of flesh of its festering flavor, so plunging into the source of the stink seemed to be the only other course of action in a task he was already growing bored with and would show if that clown fuck didn't keep yanking at his head-...!!

The obnoxious yellows of his eyes swivel up to catch on the observation burning down on him from above as he traces around and around the edges of the spiral down in to convulsive flesh, noting each hitch of breath and pregnant pause meant to convince him there was somebody in control above him even if those cuffs weren't in place. What a laugh. A bad joke. A fucking clown-

Even more so with his demands to be called anything other than any of those truer assessments. Careful to smother his mouth with the slick flesh, he mouths something down there of similar syllable count to 'master', even with an 'er' feel to its ending. But it was more of a 'lu' of a start.

Lo-s-er.

Then his gaze drops with the pull on his horn as a deeper lick plunges the end of his tongue inside where he spends a slobbering second forcing more inches down against the resistance of twisting contractions to the steady rhythm of drool dripping to the floor.

#bored2deathiswear #suggestive cw #long post #verse ; // dark without a dawn #nsft cw

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obey-me-disaster · 2 years ago

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The demon brothers in maid dresses with an MC that likes it a bit too much

A/N: This is super self indulgent post I won't lie. I am having a horrible writer's block so I needed to get this out of my system.

Demon brothers x gn!MC

!!Slightly suggestive but nothing explicit happens!!

Lucifer

It was a curse set up by the Anti Lucifer League. When he put on his usual attire it transformed into a full blown maid dress with thigh highs that he couldn't take off.

Refused to get out of his room until the curse wore off. He made sure that there were no cameras anywhere near him.

You are the only one he lets in, but warns you that if you laugh he is throwing you out. Needless to say you are over the moon.

While he is annoyed about the curse he can't deny the fact that he likes the way you look at him.

There was one scene in season 3 where MC made Lucifer sit on their lap and he really liked it (his intimacy bar went up). Do that to him.

If you want to try to do anything with him while he is in that dress you'll have to take lead. He has a hard time saying no to you so he will most likely go with whatever you want after a while. But makes you swear you won't tell anyone.

After the curse is over he goes straight to Satan and Belphegor to punish them. Mammon too since he tried to take pictures in order to sell them.

The only reason he won't try to drink demonus until he forgets this whole is because of you. becauseofhowwellyoufuckedhim

You probably won't see him like that ever again tho

Mammon

He lost a bet to Asmo when they went to a party. He tried to win some money but it just ended up with him wearing that cursed maid outfit.

He goes to hide into your room. Why? Because you're his human so this is your problem too. Unknown to him, this was more of a blessing to you.

You were doing your own thing when he bursts into your room, locks the door and starts to complain about the stupid bet.

You probably didn't pay too much attention to what he was saying, more focused on the way the dress would ride up his thighs. The outfit was chosen by Asmo, so it was pretty revealing.

He was about to tell you off for not paying attention to what he was saying but stopped when he saw that way you were looking him.

He tries to play it off, hoping you wouldn't notice the shift in his mood or the way his whole face heat up.

Good thing the door is locked. Because that act is not gonna last long. The maid dress is not comming off either, it looked too good on him.

If you asked him enough times he might wear the maid outfit again. But that's because he is your first man and he doesn't want you to go to one of his brothers for that.

Leviathan

He was trying on a maid dress for a future cosplay when you entered his room without knocking.

You kind of stared at each other for a few minutes. Levi was thinking if calling Lotan would get him out of the situation while you were busy admiring how he looked in the maid outfit.

He snapped out of thoughts when he realized you took a picture of him. You had to calm him down and explain that you just like how he looks and you're not trying to make fun of him.

Tries to go on with working on his cosplay while you hang out in his room but can't really focus. Not only are you constantly checking him out, but this whole situation reminds him of an anime hentai

Just thinking about that scene and what happened between the protagonist and the love interest made him blush. The fact that you were acting just like the love interest did not help at all.

It's up to you to ask him what got him blushing so much. He tries to deny it at first but it was obvious he was lying.

He was already preparing for you to be disgusted and leave the room but instead you told him to continue

Chances are he may need to get a new maid dress for his cosplay.

Satan

He had to test how the curse for Lucifer would work, unfortunately it backfired to him. Now he was stuck in a maid dress with cat ears and tail.

You would think the cat ears and tail would make him happy at least but not really.(I think there was a chat where he said he doesn't like the idea of cat maids).

He locked himself in the room until he figured a way to get rid of the curse. No need for his brothers to see him like that and for Lucifer to find out about the future prank.

He texted you to come into his room to help him figure out a way to get rid of the curse. Yes, you knew Lucifer would get pranked into wearing a maid dress. No, you didn't tell him at all.

You did not help at all. He started to get frustrated with you since he thought you were just laughing at him. He decided to observe you more before confronting you and that's when he realized you may have a thing for him in that damn dress.

It was clear you had no intention of helping and he didn't really have the heart to tell you to leave either so he decided to let you indulge a bit. In the name of finding out more about the curse of course.

After the curse finally wears off, to your dissapointment, he nearly didn't want to use the curse with Belphie on Lucifer. He didn't even want to think what you would do with Lucifer if you saw him in that dress.

Asmodeus

He was going through some old outfits when he found the maid dress and decided to try it on. He didn't really remember where he got it from, it was probably a gift given by one of his fans.

The moment he tried it on he immediately called you into his room to see how good he looked.

Friendly reminder to everyone, he can feel when people are attracted to him. It's confirmed somewhere in season 2. He knew you were into this shit in less than a minute.

To his credit, his intentions were pure when he invited you into his room. Things changed he sensed your attraction to him in that attire. Even without his power, it was still obvious from the way your eyes were following him.

Tries to drop subtle hints at first. Yes he knows you really like how he looks in a maid dress, but that doesn't mean you want to do anything with him at the moment.

If you seem like you want to take things further, which you most likely want to, he will keep going. Might as well put that maid dress to good use.

Will drop hints to his brothers about your preference. In the name of helping them, of course.

After that he will try on different outfits to see if he can get the same reaction out of you again.

Beelzebub

He lost a bet to Asmo and had to wear the maid dress. He was not as bothered by the dress but by the fact that he missed on a free meal from losing the bet.

He was not planning on going out of the house for that day , so the curse didn't affect him that much.

You found him in the kitchen, emptying out the fridge. Since it was too late to stop him at the point you decided to join him and have a snack.

He felt a bit embarrasses at first but quickly got over it when he saw you didn't make fun of him.

He was too focused on eating and making conversation with you to notice the way your eyes wondered around his body. It wasn't a revealing dress by any means, but it was a bit too small for him, making it seem like it would tear at any second.

It didn't help that he decided to use the dress as a napkin. So whenever he would wipe his mouth, he would lift the dress, giving you a full view of his thighs.

In the end the maid dress got to dirty for Beel to keep on wearing it so you offered to wash it for him.

Any sadness from the fact that Beel had to change was quickly overshadowed by the fact that he stripped in front of you without a care in the world. Yeah he did have a blush on his face but it wasn't the first time you saw him like that, so to Beel it was no big deal.

Not wearing the maid dress anymore didn't seem like such a sad thing now...

Belphegor

The curse he tried to put on Lucifer backfired and now he was the one in a maid dress. At least it was comfortable enough to sleep in.

He decided to just sleep the curse away, and what better place is there to sleep than next to you?

When you got a text from to go into his room, you weren't exactly expecting to see him in a maid dress, but you weren't about to complain.

His original plan was only to take a nap with you, but the little shit caught on the fact that you may like him in that dress, so he decided to put it to test.

He tried a bunch of weird 'sleep positions' where he was practically all over you, trying to get a reaction out of you.

After a while he got enough of teasing you and saying that you watched too many of Levi's animes

After all that moving around and teasing you he was not tired anymore. In fact, he made you take responsability for him not being able to sleep properly anymore. It's up to you to decide what you want to do from then on.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me lucifer x reader #obey me mammon x reader #obey me leviathan x reader #obey me satan x reader #obey me asmodeus x reader #obey me beelzebub x reader #obey me belphegor x reader

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leviathans-watching · 3 years ago

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i got an idea that might be some nice dumb comedy and also cute fluff!! mc takes the brothers on a roller skating date! have they roller skated before? my guess is no!! time for cute outfits and loud music and holding hands and minor injuries, oops! 💜

rollar skating with lucifer, asmo, belphie, diavolo, and simeon

includes: lucifer, asmo, belphie, simeon, and diavolo x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

wc: .5k | rated g | m.list | mammon's part

a/n: my school had weekly rollar skating nights so thats what i based this on lol, hope you enjoy. ty for requesting! my inbox is open to req, chat, or leave feedback, so come say hi!!

please reblog <333

➳ lucifer doesn’t trust the death contraptions strapped to his feet but you pled and pled with him and he finally gave in. he makes it onto the rink without incident but stays holding on to the railing, intensely focused on his feet the whole time. he never actually falls but he sure gets close sometimes. “we’re never doing this again,” he says, and you laugh, easily skating alongside him. “don’t laugh at me,” he snaps, and loses his balance. you catch him before he goes down and note that his ears are red.

➳ asmo has his own skates (that he doesn’t really know how to use) and buys a whole outfit that matches them. he makes you take his picture in the rink, appearing to all the world like he knows what he’s doing but when the camera goes away he’s clinging to you, making you hold him up. you laugh and laugh and despite asmo’s dislike for doing stuff he’s not good at he thinks that maybe this isn’t so bad, especially when your feet go out from under you and it’s his turn to laugh, after making sure you’re not hurt ofc

➳ belphie surprises you by being really good, although he rents blades, not skates. he’s even better than you, able to skate backwards and do all sorts of cool maneuvers. you try to convince him to join the race that they put on, but he doesn’t, much to your dissapointment. you really wanted that free drink token. he also drags you to the arcade, and is really good at the games. this man is just good at everything apparently. “of course i am,” he says when you tell him that, “why would you ever think otherwise?”

➳ diavolo is having fun even if he’s not the best at it. this is his first time going somewhere like this and he’s just happy he’s getting a chance to experience it. he holds you hand the whole time and there's a big grin on his face you wish you could see all of the time. “this is the most fun i’ve had in ages!” he tells you when you take a break, and you’re very glad to hear it. “thank you for taking me here! the human world is so cool!” you tell him of course and that you’d be more than willing to come back another time and this makes him excited all over again.

➳ simeon is also pretty good, gliding along smoothly. “this is my first time,” he says when you ask, leaving you gobsmacked. he makes it look so easy, so effortless, and you’re almost jealous. you guys do the couples skate and he surprises you by doing the race, even though he doesn’t win (you think it’s because he wasn’t pushing and shoving like ht other racers). when you’re both tuckered out he helps you take your skates off even though you don’t need assistance, which makes your cheeks heat, something he no doubts intended to happen.

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midnight-vixn · 2 years ago

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Same, beloved. 🤣

Speaking of which, I had a thot. Remote controlled vibe. But instead of the boys using it on you, you use it on the boys.

I keep thinking about a vibrating plug in Lucifer's ass during a council meeting. Turning it up every time he has to answer a question and seeing how long it takes for that calm and cool facade of his to crack. 😈

YES YES USING TOYS ON THE BOYS IN PUBLIC IM DROOLING

Oh god I could do a whole fic on that…keeping it on a low setting while others are talking but watching him with those hungry eyes you always have when you tease him. He squirms just slightly but plays it off, then you turn it up when it’s his turn to speak, his body tenses and he coughs harshly to stifle a moan. He keeps talking and you start messing with the speed, switching between fast and slow and watching him start to slip, stuttering and misspeaking, his voice cracks and you know you’ve got him. The meeting ends and everyone gets up to leave but Lucifer is hesitant and waits until his brothers have all left, you make chit chat with Diavolo which you hate doing but know it’s causing Lucifer great distress so you continue until he’s forced to walk over. He reluctantly stands to join you and you can see his obvious bulge and the rather large stain on his pants. He stands behind you and wraps his arms around your waist, face buried in your neck and you can feel the heat on his cheeks. “Can we go home darling? I need your help…” is all he can get out before you turn the speed up again.

#Delphi my devil💋#you always provide quality lucifer ideas #obey me smut #obey me lucifer smut

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thereallucifer666 · 10 months ago

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"I suppose you're right," Lucifer said with a smirk. "The privileged tourists, here to take the town by storm." He gave her hand a little squeeze, still immensely comforted by the cool touch of her skin. He hoped never again to feel that feverish heat coming off of her, the clammy and radiating feeling of illness.

Barcelona really was something else, vibrant in a way no other city could compare to, in his opinion. One felt like there could breathe here and there would be no smog to cloud your lungs, no smell of rubbish on the side of the road.

Leading her inside by the hand, a short woman in a simple white tunic and britches greeted them in Spanish, not at all the usual garb for a woman of their time. But Isabel was a working woman, employed at her husbands shops while the man of the house dealt with finances and behind-the-counter things.

"Lucifer!" Isabel said when she saw him, before eagerly chatting in Spanish at a mile a minute. Lucifer indulged her, smiling and fitting a word or two of agreement when she paused in between breathes. Eventually, he managed to tell her they were here to get dresses for Chloe and Isabel looked over at her and beamed. "Beautiful! Yes, yes! I help! Come, come!"

She snagged Chloe's hand and began to tug her away from Lucifer. Lucifer, likewise, waved her off, knowing the social taboo of having a man in the room while a woman got fitted. "I'll be here. You're in good hands."

Seeing her struggle with those ghastly pins, he reached over without prompting and took over, gently manipulating the pin away from her body, but still making sure it held the fabric tightly. It must've been such a nuisance, needing to seal yourself in your garments like this every day. He really should've gotten her a few outfits before they had left.

"Go out for a night on the town, like some out of town, posh couple? Be the envy of men and women everywhere?" Lucifer said, smiling back at her. He could imagine them rolling up to a fancy party, dressed to the nines and feeling the heated stares of jealous women and insecure men. It was a rather fun idea. "We can do that."

The ride to the tailor wasn't that much longer. Barcelona was a huge city, but Lucifer's best known spots were typically in a narrower area, shaved down to a handful of villages and boroughs that had the best views, food, wine, music and company. Stepping outside and helping her out, he said, "Now, let's get you into a proper dress."

#vyrulent

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weebswrites · 4 years ago

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Hey! I recently came across your blog and I love your Obey me! HC so much☺️☺️ if its okay could I request the Obey me! Brothers + dateables reacting to MC hugging them, nuzzling closer and then saying “you smell like home”🥺🥺 thank you!!💕

The Demon Bros & Undatables: Reacting to MC calling them home :’)

Lucifer

• You’ve had a long day, and Lucifer is the only one who you know can cheer you up

• So you go to his office, walking in without knocking first, something you only did when you really needed him (which he knew)

• When he hears his door open he looks up with irritation, but then seeing it’s you he gets up and walks over to you with his arms open

• “MC, what’s wrong” his voice is soft and reaffirming, and you let yourself be wrapped in his arms

• You don’t answer at first, just listening to his heartbeat in his chest and enjoying the smell of his cologne

• “You smell like home” you whisper against his chest, and at that moment he swears he’s never felt love stronger than what he feels for you

• He does Not tear up. No sir not him!

• He tightens his arms around you a bit and kisses the top of your head, truly speechless at what to say

• “Then stay with me forever” he whispers, and you nod into his chest

Mammon

• He’s walking you back to your room in the HoL after the two of you got dinner together, and you’re chatting about the meal and how the waitress you had was really pretty

• You arrive at your door, and you turn towards Mammon and hug him tightly, your head resting against his shoulder

• “Mmm, you smell like home” you comment to yourself, realizing after a second that he definitely heard you

• Big blush boy wraps his arms around you tighter than he ever had before

• “Sheesh MC, you’re gonna make me blush” he jokes, but his heart felt like it could explode he was so happy

• You hug for longer than the two of you usually did and you both fell asleep thinking about each other :)

Leviathan

• You were laying in his bed, his arm around your shoulders as you leaned into him, watching the newest episode of an anime

• You zoned out during the commercial break, resting your head against his chest

• “You smell like home, Levi”

• If you think Mammon blushed, you have no idea how hard Levi blushed

• He didn’t know what to say, and you thought you could feel the heat from the blush on his face

• You looked up at him and sure enough, his face was redder than you’d ever seen it

• You kissed his cheek, figuring you might as well really make him blush ✨

• He honestly blacked out a little lol

Satan

• You were reading in the library with him, you head on his lap as the two of you read your respective books

• It was getting late, so you closed your book and turned towards him, snuggling in his lap and closing your eyes

• His hand fell against your head, and he played with your hair as he continued to read

• “Home..” you whispered, a small smile crossing your face

• “Hm?” he hinted for you to repeat yourself

• “You smell like home” you repeated, opening your eyes and looking up at him

• He tried not to blush, but you knew him well enough you could see though his facade

• He held your gaze for a moment before moving his hand down to cup your face, eyes saying more than his words ever could

Asmodeus

• You’re spending the night in his room after a self care night, currently choosing which movie to fall asleep to (or talk through the night to)

• You decide on a meodicre movie from the human world, so it wouldn’t keep your attention too seriously

• He opens his arms for you, and you snuggle against him

• “Asmodeus...” you start

• “Yes?” he looked to you smiled

• “You smell like home” you pressed a light kiss to his chest and laid your head back down

• He was silent for a moment, then speaking “I’m glad you feel safe here, in my arms, MC”

• You end up talking about your lives throughout the night (yk one of the chats you have with someone until like four am about anything and everything)

Beelzebub

• You’re leaning against his arm in the kitchen as he snakcs, rambling to him about how frustrating classes had been

• “Mmm, but you smell like home, so I feel way better now that I’m with you” you end your rant and wrap an arm around his, holding onto him tightly

• He’s so touched :’)

• He isn’t great with words, though, so he leans over and kisses the top of your head and offers to make you your favorite food from the human world (or have it delivered)

• You smile into him, “That’d be great, Beel. Thank you”

Belphegor

• You whisper it as you’re falling asleep with him after a long day of classes and errands for Lucifer

• “You smell like home...”

• Not much wakes him up when he’s about to fall asleep, but a confession like this does the trick

• He wraps his arms around you and pulls you against him, pressing a gentle kiss to your shoulder (or the back of your neck if you’re comfortable with that)

• “Thank you, MC” he whispers to you as you drift into a nap

Diavolo

• He’s working late into the night again, but he finished all his paperwork early so he can sit in bed with you as you sleep

• You scoot over and rest your head against the side of his thigh, not wanting to disturb his laptop but wanting to smell the comforting smell of your favorite demon

• “Dia...you smell like home” you whisper against him, and he almost thought he didn’t hear you right

• A human ?? Making his heart feel like this ??

• He hides his face in his hand for a moment before coming back to his senses

• “I’ll always be your home, MC. I promise” he said gently, moving a hand from his work to stroke your hair

Barbatos

• He’d had a longer day than usual with Diavolo, and you were practically asleep when he got into bed well past midnight

• “Mmm, welcome” you tease lightly, voice groggy

• “Go to sleep” he whispered, not wanting you to lose any more sleep than you already had

• You snuggled against his chest, appreciating his warmth, “You smell like home” you half consciously whispered

• ERROR: BARBATOS HAS STOPPED WORKING

• He holds you closer than he thought was demonly possible, whispering little words of affirmation to you as you fell asleep in his arms

Simeon

• You were walking around the park, holding hands and talking about your day

• The two of you passed a nice fountain, and decided to take a picture to remember your day together

• You moved closer to him, and suddenly your nose was filled with his scent

• “Simeon, you smell so good. Like, home” you commented, not expecting a blush to cross his face almost instantly

• “MC...” he was speechless, but just pulled you into a hug (and took a selfie of the two of you hugging, because he never wanted to forget this moment)

• “Thank you” he smiled the most genuine smile you’d ever seen, and you knew you wanted Simeon in your life forever

Solomon

• You’ve enlisted his help for cooking duty, and the two of you are working on your favorite dish from the human world

• He leans across you to grab a measuring cup, and you can’t help but notice how comforting and familiar he smells

• “Solomon, you smell like home” you turn and wrap your arms around him, inhaling deeply against him

• He !!

• “Awh, MC” he laughed lightly, “You should have told me sooner”, then setting down the measuring cup and wrapping his arms back around you

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A/N: I didn’t feel comfortable doing Luke w/this one just bc ,, he is a child and I would feel weird telling a child they smell like home yk ?? Anyways I ~loved~ this prompt hehe I hope you guys enjoy

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astaroth1357 · 4 years ago

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Demonic Pregnancy (But It Makes the MC… Problematic)

Okay, so hear me out. I know the prevailing idea is that a human getting pregnant with a supernatural kid would sap their strength and what not… But what if the opposite happened? So basically, getting pregnant by the brothers would make the MC physically stronger, but more susceptible to their sin… Oh this is going to be fun. 😈

Trigger Warning: Pregnancy

Lucifer

First noticed something was up when the MC came into his office to bring him coffee and casually ripped the door of its hinges… with one hand… by the handle…

He didn’t even have time to be mad about it because he was already frantically texting Diavolo and Barbs that there was something very wrong with the human. They’re not supposed to do that.

Meanwhile MC is in the background marveling at the newly freed door in their hand… They hadn’t even thought about it! Is this what having power is like?? Are they actually dangerous now??? Better not let it go to their head…

*it is totally going to go to their head*

Lucifer learns two things pretty quickly, (1) The human is pregnant with his child and (2) They’ve just been given access to a whole lot of power and they’re mind is set on one thing: Domination.

The next nine months for him are spent practically having to leash the MC or else they’ll go out to pick fights with anything that moves to prove their “superiority”… His brothers and even Diavolo included!

It wouldn’t be so bad if their body wasn’t still very human and very breakable… and also they’re PREGNANT, so please STOP!!

This baby, honestly, could not come fast enough… Good thing demons don’t develop grey hairs… Poor guy…

Mammon

Noticed something was up when they were chatting out at RAD and they dodged a stray ball from Beel.

They dodged a ball. From Beel. And he throws at, like, Mach 7 speed… And it didn’t even look hard!

… But being the dumbass that he is, he just thought they had gotten a lot better at their magic. It was Lucifer who saw something wasn’t right when the MC was actually holding their own against Mammon and Beel in a race.

Was thrilled by the news at first but then quickly learned that he must have infected them with Greed somehow…

They wouldn’t stop begging for new stuff! Sometimes for him or the baby, but mostly just whatever struck their fancy the second that they saw it.

He’d try to tell them no but then they’d look all sad or whine about hard it was to be pregnant and how they couldn’t do things like tie their shoes or stand for long periods of time or…

(Never mind the fact that they could bench-press Beel if they wanted to, no no, that didn’t matter.)

His nine months were pretty much spent pandering to Lucifer and Levi for more loans to keep his MC happy… and praying they’d snap out of it after the baby finally came because he CANNOT keep paying for their crap…! 😥

Leviathan

MC and Levi playing games in his room and one of their online matches got particularly heated… The MC may or may not be prone to gamer rage, but that night they got so frustrated that they snapped his controller in half like a toothpick…

They were too busy trying to frantically apologize to take notice of their sheer strength, but HE did. And he was thrilled!!

Like, sure, it sucks that he’d have to buy a new controller but that was So. Cool. Their strength was like something out of a shonen!! He was honestly fanboying too hard to question, “Wait a minute, how did they even get that strong??” The MC later went to Lucifer themselves to get it all got sorted out (really Levi was no help whatsoever) and man was he shocked by the news…

Though he was even more shocked by the sudden spike of jealousy that they seemed to exhibit afterward… Like, extreme “You better not leave my sight” level jealousy… 😣

One the one hand, he’s kind of into it because being alone with the MC is all he’s ever wanted!… but on the other hand, dude really wants some space…

He tolerates the next nine months for three reasons: (1) He does honestly love the MC, (2) Watching them break (other people’s) stuff and fight demons with their bare hands will never stop being cool, and (3) He’s somewhat afraid of what they’d do if he tried to leave so… 😥

Let’s hope the effects are temporary…

Satan

Found out something was wrong when he and the MC went to the park. He saw an old acquaintance of his and left to go say hi but came back to find that the MC had uprooted an entire park bench to squash a nosy lesser demon…

Nothing, absolutely NOTHING, he’d ever read about humans told him that they were capable of that!

Figuring this has some kind of magic origin, he doesn’t bring them to Lucifer but to their resident human sorcerer instead, Solomon…

…and THAT bright idea ended up getting the MC magic tag-along throughout their pregnancy since Solomon wanted to make "a few” observations, the lying bastard… 🙄

Even more unfortunate though, is that the introduction of Wrath into their system also gave the MC an utterly monstrous temper which didn’t help their newfound strength at all…

Poor Satan gets saddled with caring for what amounts to a hair-triggered glass cannon… (though really it’s less protecting them from the world and the world from them 😣).

Needless to say, he’s lost quite a few bookcases over the next several months…

Asmodeus

It was another night with Asmo, so another night out clubbing. He and MC were together for most of the time, but they had left him briefly to get another round of drinks… and somehow got dragging into a straight up brawl in the process.

And they WON…

Asmo brought them right to Lucifer after that. Like, he loves you sweetie, but there were like ten lesser demons there and no way a little human like yourself could pull that off without something being up.

Oh he was overjoyed by the news, but the real test was yet to come… Who would give out first? The Avatar of Lust or a very, very, astronomically horny MC…?

In truth, no one in the House ever wants to talk about what happened for those next nine months ever again… The things they saw… The things they heard… Filthy, filthy things….. 😖

And more broken beds than anyone could care to count…

Let’s just say that they’re all happy the MC was already pregnant, otherwise they’d be dealing with a LOT more demon babies running around… What a hellscape that would be…

Beelzebub

The MC was helping him move some of his weights between rooms. They were only supposed to carry the lighter ones (which really weren’t that light) but they were carrying them so easily that the two got suspicious… They tried to lift one of his heaviest barbells and, to their amazement, they picked it up even easier than he could!

They both just kind of stared at each other for a few seconds before calmly agreeing to go find Lucifer. This probably wasn’t normal…

What pregnancy even was had to be explained to Beel since he doesn’t really understand humans and he only needed one thing confirmed…

So, they’re eating for two now?

And boy did they act like it! The MC’s appetite practically tripled as the months went on and he did his best to keep up for them. He even missed a meal or two for the first time in his life because he was so preoccupied making sure his MC had enough to eat… 😣

Their tastes also got weirder as time went on… At one point they asked for Solomon’s cooking which nearly had him “Nope-ing” out of the relationship right there. He stuck through it to make them happy, but he couldn’t watch them eat it… Even he has his limits, MC… 😟🤢

Wants the baby to come out already if for no other reason than he can finally go back to being the biggest eater of the House again. Having to work around two is a nightmare for everyone…

Belphegor

Would you believe he straight up didn’t know for weeks?

Like, they told him they were pregnant a while ago but all the pregnancy seemed to do was make them really sleepy…

Combine their naps with how often he’s dead to the world and it just never got brought up. 🤷‍♀️

That was until the day it was his turn to vacuum the common room and the MC was resting on the couch…

“MC, can you move? I need to get under there.”

“Hm? Oh, sure. Let me help.”

They then proceeded to get up and lift the couch with one hand like they were Beel or something!

He was, perhaps, slightly miffed that they didn’t think it was necessary to mention they had gotten a butt ton stronger for like a month, but you know…

Belphie has probably the easiest time managing his MC anyway because ALL they want to do is sleep. At most he just has to take on the responsibility to remind them to eat and move around a little.

Lucky bastard always gets off easy… 😖

#obey me #obey me shall we date #shall-we-date-obey-me #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me headcanons #obey me scenarios #obey me imagines #tw: pregnancy

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beef-brisket · 4 months ago

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Lucifer: I know it won't last long- being soap- amd you can use it! If you'd like-! Uh... ome day I'll make you a wooden one, it'll take a while though but uh-

Adam: I don't plan on going anywhere

Adam smiled at Lucifer who chuckled back.

Lucifer: thats- great to know, Adam. Really. Oh- uh you might want to keep that out of the sun

Adam looked down at the duck, and smiled.

Lucifer: soap and heat don't go well together

Adam: thanks Luci, I go out it in my locker.

Lucifer: great! I'll see you when you come to let us out

Adam: only if you've been good, if your naughty ill have to keep that cell locked tight~

Lucifer smiled as he watched Adam walk away. His smile dropped however, whe he saw Adam stop suddenly at cell and get handed a rolled up piece of paper. Or at least, that's what it looked like. He couldn't hear what was being said, but Adam looked happy. He strained his ears to hear.

Adam: thanks for this Alastor! I'll put it up when I get home!

Fucking Alastor. What was that bastard trying to do?! He has nothing to gain from Adam, not like Lucifer did.

Walking away from his cell bars, Lucifer began to pace. He'd see Adam again soon, lunch would give him a good time to talk to Adam but that radio fuck will be there. And he can't beat him up. Otherwise, he'd be in solitary. He needs to think of how to get rid of him.

Half an hour later the guards came by and opened their cells, Lucifer smiled as Adam unlocked the cell next to his.

Straighting himself up, he's waiting for Adam to get to his cell.

Adam; hey Luci

Lucifer: hello again, Adam~. Come to open my enclosure?

Adam: I am, have you been good? Would hate to leave you in here all day~

Lucifer: oh, you know me, bad to the bone~

Adam: we both know that's not true

They laughed as Adam unlocked and opened his cell. They both walked down the stairs to a large room with a few tables and chairs.

Lucifer: would you like to join me?

Lucifer motioned to a table.

Adam: I would love to- except I have to stand guard, sorry Luci. We can still chat though

Lucifer watched Adam walk to his spot. He was a little far away, but they could still talk.

The day was going quickly, almost too quickly for Lucifers liking. And it seemed like everyone here was fighting for Adams attention today. Lute's called him once to go uo and fill out some paperwork. Angel talks his ear off, and Lucifer has never seen Alastor talk so much in his life. Fucker just wouldn't leave him alone.

He knows Alastor doesn't want to fuck him, so what does want with Adam? Maybe Alastor was thinking the same thing as him, find a sweet, handsome, trusting guard, to eventually help break him out of jail, start crushing on him, and eventually make his way back to Charlie, emptying Lilith's bank account and flee the country- wait. Start crushing on him? No. Lucifer is only using Adam. He doesn't actually like him. He fucking can't. He's got him wrapped around his finger- at least he's getting there-

Adam: Lucifer! Start packing your stuff up, it's nearly dinner time!

Lucifer: yes Adam!

Shit. Okay, maybe Lucifer was the one wrapped around Adam. God, he wishes he was wrapped about him and pounding the last few braincells out of him. He wants to kiss him, hug him, woo him. It'll be great if there were another 250+ people here. And cameras. Fucking cameras.

As Lucifer packed up, he was thinking about dinner, and he'd be able to talk to Adam better because of how close he is to the tables.

He'd just have to outshine Alastor without making a fool out of himself. Which he's never done in his entire life. Alastor is the fool, not Lucifer. Nope.

Alternative Prison Au

@fanofstuff01 @beef-brisket

Adam walked through the doors of the prison in his new guard uniform. He was of course nervous to be working with very violent people, but his mother helped get him the job here.

A woman with short hair greeted him.

Lute: Hello, you must be Adam.

Adam: I am.

Lute: The names Lute Danger. I'll be your commanding officer for the time being. Let me show you around where you'll be working.

She showed him where everything was and where the prisoners are.

Lute: You need to be tough or they will walk all over you. Some will listen, most won't. Don't be afraid to get a little forceful. It's your life or theirs.

As she explained the rules to Adam, one inmate in particular was watching their exchange.

Lucifer internally: Maybe..... Just maybe he could be my ticket out of here.

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ka-za-ri · 4 years ago

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Sequel

Someone on Ao3 said something about showing Diavolo the tape Simeon and Lucifer made with you. Things spiraled down from there. Y'all know what kind of trash I'm all about being. A follow up to Press Play Pairing: Simeon x Diavolo x Reader Genre: PwP Smut Wordcount: ???? Tags: Smut, Porn without plot, Sub Dia, Voyeurism, size kink, dirty talk, sex toys, orgasm control, orgasm denial, pet play Summary: Simeon hatches a plan to include Diavolo in his next feature film.

There was a certain tension in the air you couldn't quite place. The pointed glances Diavolo made over his cup made you uneasy. It was made worse with how Simeon seemed blissfully unaware of just how heated the Demon Lord's gaze was whenever he glanced at the angel. You felt out of place, to say the least; but there was no getting out of a personal invitation to tea from Diavolo. "I do hope classes are going well for you." Diavolo broke the silence with mundane chit chat, though there was still the underlying feeling that he was hiding his true feelings from you. "Have you found things to do to alleviate your stress?"

Before you could speak, Simeon answered for you, his tone matched Diavolo's; chipper yet oddly restrained. "Oh yes, we've gotten into the habit of meeting up to go through a movie on Lucifer's watch list. It's quite extensive. Everyone benefits from a little stress relief at the end of the week, don't you think?" Diavolo laughed jovially, his expression no longer as tense when Simeon explained your weekly "relaxation" activities. "Oh absolutely!" Diavolo agreed. "Nothing like a good movie and some quality time with friends!" You heard his voice lilt just slightly at the end, an oddly fragile note to his overall happy-go-lucky attitude. Was that a… pout you saw forming at the corner of his mouth?

Simeon chuckled, taking a small sip of his tea, ignoring whatever signs the demon lord might have been dropping. “Yes, the quality of time spent with my dear friends has been nothing short of exquisite. It is such a shame that Lucifer is away on business this week and we will have to skip out on our regular meetup. I was so looking forward to the film this week too.”

“Oh, what was on the watch list this week?” Diavolo’s eyes lit up in excitement. “Was it something I’ve seen before?”

“Ah, we were… going to view a film we shot together.” Simeon’s smile was ironically innocent for what he had just said. The silence that followed from his statement said volumes and only added to the tension in the room.

“Oh.” Diavolo finally stuttered, blushing madly. “Lucifer has advised me of your ah… filmmaking endeavors, I hear you’re quite the director.” It was your turn to blush. Diavolo knew of what you did with Simeon and Lucifer. Lucifer told him about the film you had made. Even if it hadn’t been said out loud, you had thought the recording would have been a secret between the three of you. “Well. I uh... “ You stammered, trying to come up for a defense for yourself.

“Well, since you’ve already screened my latest work, what are your thoughts?” Simeon cut you off. The look in his eyes had changed, there was a glint of mischief and the heat in them matched Diavolo’s. “I’m always open for constructive criticism.” Diavolo looked to the side, to the ceiling, to the carpet below, anywhere but right in front of him where Simeon sat. He cleared his throat and loosened the collar on his top. “Well. If uh.. I had a say in it, I think I’d like to perhaps partake in the sequel you had planned?” his voice faltered and for once, you saw the vulnerability in his expression. Diavolo was lonely. Despite all he owned, he was feeling left out of gatherings. There was a hint of desperation in his voice as if he had put all his eggs into one basket, hoping to be included in this activity.

His expression was everything Simeon had hoped for. Diavolo had walked into every trap he and Lucifer set up for this very moment. The pleading expression and the puppy dog eyes he was giving Simeon were just a bonus. The angel’s face broke out in a wide grin while he regarded the redhead. “Well, since you asked so nicely, it’d be rude of me to not let you join us. It’d be a good surprise for Lucifer to come back to, yes?”

Diavolo’s face brightened instantly. He nearly leapt up from his seat in excitement. The tension in the room broke instantly once he heard he was to be included in your rendezvous for the week. “Oh how great! I’ll make sure my evening is free! Bar--”

Simeon silenced Diavolo with a simple gesture, holding his hand up to stop the demon prince from going too ahead of himself. “But first….” The pitch of Simeon’s voice dropped an octave. He stood up, sauntering to Diavolo and gazed deep into his eyes. “To land a role in any film, a proper audition is needed, yes?”

“Ye-yes…” Diavolo stuttered, looking down at the angel who was mere inches from his face, the smile told millions of secrets that he had only begun to unravel. In his flustered state, he didn’t even notice Simeon’s subtle movements until something was pressed into his hand. Diavolo didn’t need to look down to know what it was. The weight and the shape in his palm told him all he needed to know. Simeon retreated, satisfied once recognition flitted across Diavolo’s face. “Well, I’ll see you later tonight! I have to help tutor Luke a bit and prepare some snacks for the movie. See you!” He waved and made his way to the door. As he passed you, he slipped something into your hand.

“Prep him well, will you? He’ll need all the help he can get.”

You waited until after the door clicked shut to look down and have your suspicions confirmed. A little remote, no doubt one that was connected to the thing Diavolo had in his hand.

There was a long gap of silence, one which made the tension grow once again. The two of you stared at each other for what felt like hours and you sat there frozen in your seat. Who would make the first move? Who would speak first? Would Diavolo even consider submitting himself to such humiliation? Surely he wouldn’t? “Well…” He cleared his throat, his blush turning his cheeks as red as his hair. “Think you can help me with this?”

There was a certain charm to the way he was so sheepish and how he hesitated with his words. It made you want to take care of him, take charge and promise him everything would be all right in the end. “Of course.” You replied smoothly, pushing the shakiness out of your voice as you took control. Simeon did task you with ensuring his proper preparation, the last thing you wanted to do was disappoint the angel.

You strode over to where he was and slipped the control into your pocket for the time being. You gently guided him to bend over the arm of the chair he was just sitting in. “Relax.” you reassured. “I’m sure you’ll do just fine.”

You kicked his legs apart, making sure his knees were bent to prevent him from passing out.Your hand caressed the swell of his ass and he shivered under your touch. The smallest traces of a moan left his lips and he quickly buried his face into the cushions to hide from the shame. You hadn’t even done anything to him and he was already trembling. “Are you excited?” You asked, tracing the cleft of his ass, trailing your finger up and down the seam of his pants while you waited for an answer. You noticed the crotch area was already rather tight and you couldn’t help but smirk, realizing how affected he was by the simple gesture of being invited to movie night.

“I… I’m a little nervous.” he admitted, stuttering. The normal confidence he had around others was all but gone as he submitted himself to your touches and your approval. “I don’t… I don’t want to disappoint.”

“You could never disappoint.” You cooed, reaching around to undo his pants. “Just remember to breathe.” Your hand dipped between his legs to grasp his half hard cock, earning you a loud gasp. His dick twitched in your hand as you felt just how large he was. Even without being fully erect, he was a girthy monster, your hand was barely able to circle around his shaft and your walls clenched at the thought of possibly taking him in later that night.

“There now, see? Just like that, be good and show me how excited you are for tonight.” You encouraged, stroking his length and watching his body language change from nervous to lustful. You slid his pants down his thighs to gain better access to his cock. Looking down and seeing his member hanging hot and heavy between his legs was such an enticing sight. His balls pulsed with need, nearly ready to release his load prematurely if you kept teasing him.

“My, my, you’re quite hard already, aren’t you? I know you’re going to be perfect for the audition tonight.” You praised, letting go of his cock to palm the smooth, soft swell of his ass. He whined, once again burying his face into the cushions, ashamed at how turned on he was from just the thought of later activities and your teasing touches.

Diavolo shivered, unable to process much outside of the fact that his precious exchange student was currently making him feel a certain way he couldn’t quite comprehend. It felt good to be the center of attention. It felt good to be under you, at your mercy and letting you take the lead. It only made him anticipate the activities to come. “I’ll… I’ll do my best to impress.” “Oh, I’m sure you will.” You smiled softly and plucked the plug from his hand. Even if Simeon and Lucifer had left you out of planning to get Diavolo involved with your movie nights, you were rather satisfied with the outcome to say the least. You assessed the plug and had to admire Simeon’s taste. It was slim, long and textured in a way you imagined would tease the demon prince for hours but not enough to make him cum. You traced Diavolo’s ass crack with the tip of the toy, paying close attention to his body language and memorizing the moment you had the demon prince himself bent over and at your beck and call. “Well now… this wouldn’t be very good to go in dry…” You mused before you sauntered around him and placed the toy at his lips. “Make sure it’s nice and wet, won’t you? You wouldn’t want to get hurt taking this all in, now would you?” He looked up at you, his golden eyes filled with a fair amount of lust in them before he dutifully took the toy into his mouth, obediently licking and sucking it until it was coated with his saliva. You could see how much it hurt his pride to do such a debauched thing based on how hard he was gripping the cushion below him, but his hard cock told you how much it also turned him on. He couldn’t even hold back a moan when the plug hit the back of his throat as you pushed it in further, ensuring he got every inch of it coated. “Good boy….” You praised, patting his hair softly and admiring how pretty he was whenever he blushed. Once you deemed it adequately lubed up, you went back to his waiting ass and pressed the toy into that tight hole of his. You heard him gasp at the sudden intrusion before his whole body seemed to relax and he let out a breathy groan. In no time, he was pressing himself against the toy, willing it to go deeper and deeper into him. He was eagerly moaning at this point, cum beaded at the tip of his cock as he was finally getting the attention he craved. “Aww look at that, it went all the way in so fast.” You praised, giving his ass a quick pat before pressing the toy into him as far as it would go. He rewarded you with a particularly lewd moan when the tip of the plug brushed against his prostate and made him see stars. “You were waiting for something like this, weren’t you?” “I… I maybe…” he mumbled, his words were muffled by the cushions. It was adorable. He was so eager to join in on the fun. You could tell just how lonely he was and how jealous he had been when he found out Lucifer was having these movie nights without him. It almost made you forgive Lucifer for showing him the movie you made. Almost. You giggled once everything was in place. Getting his pants back on was no easy feat considering how hard he was, but there were still a few more hours before you were supposed to meet back up with Simeon. Not to mention, he had quite the mountain of paperwork to do still. “There you go, all nice and tidy.” You announced once he wearily buckled his belt again. The bulge in his pants looked almost painful and you resisted the urge to reach out and fondle him. Instead, your hand went to your pocket and you clicked the power button. The reaction was almost instantaneous as Diavolo doubled over, collapsed onto his knees and his whole body trembled when the toy buzzed to life. His soft, breathy moans couldn’t cover up the hum of the toy in his pants and his embarrassment was only intensified by this fact. His cock throbbed in his pants, yearning for freedom once again, but he had duties to attend to even if his mind was far removed from them. Possibly the most arousing part was how attentive you were, how much care you showed him as you toyed with his body. That, was the most erotic part of it all. He had lost all power over you and now, you controlled him at the touch of a button. You watched writhe a bit longer, admiring how his body contorted as he tried to find more stimulation somehow without begging for it. After a while, you lowered the intensity of the toy until it just barely vibrated at regular intervals just enough to remind him who was in charge. “I’m sure you have so much work to do before we get to meet up with Simeon again.” You said, acting as if nothing was wrong at all. “I actually have a report I need to work on too. Do you mind if I stay here and ask you questions?” “N-no.. not at all.” Diavolo managed to stutter out. It took all his strength to stand back up, when he did manage to get back on his feet, he felt light headed, his mind was solely focused on pleasure and not anything else he had to get done. However, with you pulling out your books and settling down at the table to get to work, he made his way back on shaky legs to his desk where his mountain of documents awaited him. Diavolo yearned to touch himself while his lower half was hidden by his desk. It would have been perfect for him to just get a little bit of relief from the torment you had wrought up on him. However, he knew better than that. He knew if he could be patient, there would be a much greater reward than the immediate relief he sought.

It was just unfortunate that he would have to suffer for hours to get to his goal. And as he finally settled down to start going over contracts with neighboring lands, the toy inside of him hummed to life once again, sending jolts of pleasure through his body until he couldn’t see straight. Just as he felt like he was about to pass out from being denied the ability to cum, the vibrations stopped and he was left on edge. Breathlessly, he would glance over to you diligently working on your report, the perfect image of innocence before him even though he knew that in your palm, you held the incarnation of sin itself.

It would be a very long afternoon indeed for him.

Diavolo wasn’t wearing a leash, but he might as well have been with how eagerly he followed after you down the long hallways and to your usual meeting room where Simeon awaited you two. The promise of snacks wasn’t a lie as the scent of popcorn and cookies got stronger the closer you got to the room. You threw the door open and grinned widely when you arrived. “We’re here!” You announced with Diavolo in tow.

The lights were already dimmed and a rather familiar film was playing on the screen. You blushed madly when you were faced with the movie you had made earlier with Lucifer and Simeon. Diavolo seemed to be absolutely entranced with the images flashing across the screen. There was an unabashed adoration that flickered across his face and a yearning you couldn’t quite place in his expression while he watched the lewd acts play out.

“And you’re late.” Simeon chided, his gaze was hard and cold. “Not a very good start to the auditioning process, now is it?” His voice cut through whatever daydream Diavolo was in and the demon prince stood up straight in attention. Ah, he’s in one of those moods… You smiled sheepishly, ushering Diavolo in and shutting the door behind you. “I’m sorry, I got wrapped up in finishing my latest report so that the rest of the weekend is free.” You explained, hoping for some mercy; though you knew it likely wasn’t going to happen.

He ignored your excuses and busied himself with setting up the camera. Simeon took one long look at Diavolo, his expression was unamused and he almost seemed bored. The angel finished fidgeting with the camera before turning to Diavolo. “I have high expectations for you. I’m hoping for a rather riveting performance.” He had the smallest of smiles on his face before gesturing to the bed. “Why don’t you start by showing me how well you can undress yourself.” Simeon took a seat in the corner of the room, crossing his legs and leaned against the armrest of the chair. His gaze never left Diavolo as the prince sheepishly climbed onto bed and started to undo the layers he had on. You moved to help him but Simeon stopped you, beckoning you over to sit on his lap while Diavolo did his thing.

“Come now, the view from here is so much nicer, isn’t it?”

You nodded dumbly, not able to resist Simeon. The sound of your moans coming from the television had you remembering exactly what he had done for you just a few weeks prior and you squirmed in his lap.

“I hope you’re looking forward to this.” The angel murmured. “It’s not every day that we are graced with the presence of Lord Diavolo himself. We should make the most of this, yes.” He smiled sweetly, grasping your breasts while he trained your gaze back at Diavolo who was in nothing but his boxers. There was a noticeable wet spot at his crotch and his hard cock strained against the soiled fabric. Even in the dark, you could clearly see the outline of it and once again, imagining what it might be like to take him.

Just as Diavolo started to peel off his boxers, Simeon stopped him with a quick gesture of his hand. The redhead audibly whined. He was so close to being free. Yet, he knew better to disobey if he wanted to impress his audience. He couldn’t help himself from stealing glances at the screen. Watching you get fucked by both a demon and an angel had him wondering just how tight you would feel beside Simeon and he hoped to experience that later that night. He licked his lips, barely aware of Simeon getting up and getting a hank of rope from one of the drawers. It wasn’t until he felt the weight of the rope on his shoulder did he realize something was happening.

“Distracted are we?” Simeon teased, covering up the screen just as the film behind him reached its final climax. The sounds of shouting and moaning echoed in the room and Diavolo blushed at just the thought of what that scene looked like. However, he had more pressing concerns to worry about in front of him. Simeon looked like the very definition of sin in that skin tight get up he wore regularly. There was a reason why he didn’t enforce the school uniform rule on the angel. The eye candy was much too tempting for him to resist.

Simeon’s fingers were deft, gracefully working Diavolo’s arms behind him and securing them in place with intricate knots. “There we go. Now, you can focus much better, yes?” Diavolo nodded, his eyes now solely entranced and fixated on Simeon. “Yes… sir.” There was a genuine smile when Diavolo let the title slip from his lips. “Oh… I like how that sounds coming from you. Call me that again when you cum.” The angel swooped in, kissing the demon prince deeply, pushing him onto his back and settling between his legs. He beckoned you to come over as well to join them. Once you joined him between Diavolo’s legs, Simeon finally started to take off the last piece of clothing he had on.

“My, my. What a mess he made.” He commented, noting the large stain on the boxers before tossing it to the side. “Did you have fun this afternoon?” You nodded, holding up the remote to the toy still inside of the man below you and pressed the button to put the vibrator on the highest setting. “I sure did!” You giggled while Diavolo screamed, writhing from the stimulation. Simeon ignored him, his attention affixed to you and his eyes were filled with pride and adoration. He stroked your hair before kissing you as Diavolo watched helplessly. When the kiss broke, you were breathless and more than ready to entertain whatever whim Simeon had.

“Now… what shall I do with you... “ Simeon finally turned to Diavolo and casually stroked the man’s length, making him squirm even more. The buzzing in his ass slowed and eventually stopped, giving him some reprieve. “Aww, the batteries must have died.” Simeon pouted. “No matter, It’s time we gave our … pet a new toy, yes?” “Sounds like a plan.” you agreed, reaching between Diavolo’s legs to slowly pull the plug out while Simeon continued to tease his dripping cock. “What did you have in mind?”

“Come with me, Let’s go looking together.” He suggested, leaving Diavolo right at the edge of a climax. “The night is still young, my prince. There’s so much fun to be had.”

Diavolo was left in silence as Simeon led you away to a corner of the room he could not see from his place on the bed. HIs mind raced with the possibilities of what was to come and it only made his dick twitch in anticipation. A small puddle of cum pooled on his abdomen as his cock continued to leak and when Simeon came back to see the mess, he could only tsk at how poorly Diavolo was misbehaving. “My, my…” He chided, smearing the fluids across Diavolo’s abdomen. “This just won’t do.” He shook his head, feigning disappointment before selecting a cock ring and securing it around the base of his shaft. Diavolo hissed at the feeling of being so restricted after just having a taste of freedom. “There….” Simeon smiled, patting his member. “Now we can have all the fun we want without worrying that you’ll cum too soon.” His expression was so sweet, it almost made Diavolo sick, but he didn’t have much time to dwell on that fact. Part of playing with him meant you and Simeon dressed him up in the prettiest toys you had. Nipple clamps with bright red jewels were affixed to his chest. A delicate chain connected them and that was soon attached to the collar you placed around his neck. “A proper leash for a proper pet.” You explained, patting his cheek softly. His heart melted seeing you so content. Your touches sent him right into bliss. The pain at his chest felt negligible when he was able to bask in the attention he was getting. It had been so long since he had been pampered in such a way. He had missed those intimate touches, those longing looks. He craved being coddled and here you and Simeon were, giving everything he could dream of. Though he was barred from entering heaven, he wanted to believe that what he was experiencing in that very moment was akin to paradise. Diavolo struggled against his bindings, wanting to return the favor, he wanted to thank the two of you for showing him what it felt like to be adored. He whined, putting on the most impressive pout he could muster. “Please… I want to touch…” Simeon paused in the middle of undressing you and scoffed at the request. “A little early for begging, isn’t it?” He mused before completing his task. “Our pet’s a little talkative, why don’t you shut him up while I do a little disciplining?” You nodded, crawling up Diavolo’s side and straddled his face. You pat his head once more before lowering yourself over his lips. “Keep me entertained, why don’t you? I promise if you do a good job I’ll sit on that fat cock of yours.” You didn’t give him time to reply before grinding yourself down onto his face and letting his tongue do the work.

Simeon smirked, parting Diavolo’s legs so he could properly situate himself between them. He could spend hours watching you ride the prince’s face if only he didn’t have more important things to do. The angel waited for you to get a hold of the headboard to keep yourself stable while grinding down on Diavolo’s face in between breaths. From the sounds of your moans and your breathy sighs, it seemed as though the prince had quite the talented tongue. Simeon wondered briefly what it would feel like if he was in your position before he steered his focus back to what was right in front of him. Having prepped Diavolo earlier meant that the toy he had chosen slid in with little resistance. In fact, it was as if the thick dildo was being sucked into the prince’s hole with how easily it went in. “My, oh my….” Simeon mused, impressed with how quickly Diavolo seemed to adjust to taking the toy. “We really do have to teach you patience, don’t we?” Simeon started a sinfully slow pace, fucking Diavolo with the toy and simply taking the time to admire every reaction he was able to pull out of the man below him. His moans were muffled but there was no denying the pleasure he was getting out of this. It only made it more sweet to torment him and deny him his climax.

Time and time again, he would pull the toy almost all the way out before inching it back inside. Even with the cock ring on, Diavolo’s member throbbed and his seed dribbled from the tip. Simeon made sure to tease the rest of the demon’s body, tugging at the chains to the nipple clamps, placing soft kisses all along his thighs and pelvis but pointedly ignoring the aching cock that begged for attention. He loved seeing Diavolo’s muscles tighten anytime he was close to getting what he craved and only drove him to tease the man below him right to his breaking point.

He counted the times you came on top of Diavolo and decided that maybe after your second orgasm you could rest a while before he finally ramped the pace up. “Rest a bit and watch,” Simeon gently guided your tired body to where he sat, letting you sidle up against him in content while he continued his work. He worked in a methodical, almost calloused way when it came to controlling every aspect of Diavolo’s pleasure that evening. It was equal parts arousing, amazing and terrifying to you just what Simeon was capable of. Diavolo gasped for air once you were no longer on top of him. He stared at the ceiling, not sure what he should do next. The taste of your essence lingered on his lips. He was sure he could have continued until he either passed out from lack of oxygen or you did from overstimulation. Unfortunately, that scenario would only remain being a dream and he could only daydream about it. He was instantly snapped back to reality when Simeon roughly shoved the dildo that had only been teasing him all the way in without warning.

The prince let out a choked cry, his whole body tensing in the sudden roughness. He loved it, he loved every second of the sweet torture the two of you had come up with. He couldn’t tell when the pleasure stopped and the pain began, but he didn’t care. He wanted more of it, he craved the attention and would do anything to be on the receiving end of it. Glancing down between his legs, his heart skipped a beat when he saw how happy and content you were snuggled up against Simeon who was relentlessly fucking him. There was a tenderness in your expression that he wished you would direct his way.

“Look at you… So sensitive.” Simeon cooed, tugging at the chains attached to Diavolo’s sensitive nipples. “I’ll bet you could have just cum without me touching your cock at all. You’re that much of a needy slut,, aren’t you?” He chuckled, slamming the toy inside of the prince once again.

“Y.. Yes…” Diavolo sputtered arching into the thrust, wishing that the toy would go deeper, stretch him wider, do something to tip him over the edge. “I… I need…”

“You need?” Simeon repeated. “We’ll have to teach you some lessons, now. Good pets don’t need anything. They beg for what they want.”

“I… I ahhh~~” Diavolo’s brain short circuited when you had grabbed a nearby vibrator and pressed it against the tip of his cock. Whatever he wanted to say promptly flew out the window as he was thrown into a world of bliss. “I… I…” “Use your words.” You encouraged, turning the vibrator on higher. “I can’t understand what you’re saying.”

He wanted to fuck. He wanted to be fucked. He wanted everything all at once but he couldn’t express it with how overloaded his senses were. “I … I want to…”

“Go on.”

“I want to fuck… I want to fuck you and cum… please. I want to cum so bad. I did good, right? You weren’t bored right? I can keep being good, just let me cum, please, please please. I’ll be the best slut you’ve ever seen.”

You looked up at Simeon, wondering if the angel approved of Diavolo’s groveling. His expression betrayed none of his emotions and he simply pressed the toy further into Diavolo’s ass, garnering a loud, appreciative moan from the man beneath him. “Very bold words… I hope you’re ready to live up to them…” He said quietly.

“Yes, yes. I promise I will! I’ll do so good. I’m a slut, a fuck toy for your entertainment. I’ll do anything for you. Please, just… I want to cum so bad. Can I please?”

“Hmmm” Simeon hummed softly, carefully considering Diavolo’s words. “Yes, you may.”

Diavolo gasped, his heart nearly beating out of his chest when he received permission. However, his excitement soon grew into dismay when Simeon produced a long length of ribbon to tie the vibrator against his cock. “Wh.. wait, you said I could cum…” He whined. “I said you may, I did not say when.” Simeon stated smoothly. He reinforced his statement by turning the toy onto its highest setting before he pulled you into his lap. The angel had your back towards him and he spread your thighs out to let Diavolo see just how drenched you were. Simeon reached between your legs and spread your lower lips, toying with your clit and making you moan in need. He wasn’t ready to reward his new pet just yet.

What he was ready for was making Diavolo watch you getting fucked. There wasn’t enough desperation yet, not enough hopeless need coming from the prince. “Is this what you want?” Simeon asked, grunting as he was balls deep inside of you. “Is this what you want to feel? How hot they are? How tight they’re going to be around your cock?” The pace he set was hard and fast. You had craved being filled after being eaten out so thoroughly before and Simeon’s cock was filling every craving you had. You ground your hips down to meet every one of his thrusts, loudly moaning every time his cock hit the most sensitive spots inside of you. It wouldn’t be long before you would be climaxing around him and he knew it. As soon as he felt your walls fluttering around him, he slowed his pace and let your racing heart calm down just enough to leave you hanging.

You whined squirming in Simeonn’s lap, hoping he’d keep going, but he stayed still and observed Diavolo’s expression instead. You followed his gaze and you were met with the most delightful visage of the debauched prince, blushing and desperate for attention. Tears were freely flowing from his eyes as he babbled incoherently, begging to experience the same thing he was witnessing.

“Please… sir, I want to cum” His voice cracked. “May I now please cum?” “What do you think? Do you think he’s deserved it?”

You pretended to ponder over your answer, dragging out Diavolo’s torture for a few moments more. “I think he’s done well enough to be rewarded.”

“Hmm, I think so too.” Simeon agreed.

He was loathed to leave the warmth of your pussy as he laid you down on the bed; but he was sure his cock would be satisfied soon enough in other ways. The toys were taken away, the cock ring removed and Simeon waited a moment for Diavolo to get his wits about him before offering your body up. “Well, go on. You’ve earned it.”

Even with his arms still bound behind him, he was able to roll onto his sides and bring himself onto his knees. It was rather impressive, to say the least how quickly he got between your legs and plunged himself into your waiting hole. Though Simeon’s cock had stretched you out earlier, nothing compared to how full you felt once Diavolo was sheathed within you. You wanted to savor the moment, but there was no time to think as he started to pound you with his cock.

It was your turn to be a blubbering mess. The fullness, the roughness, the wanton need that oozed out of his very being was intoxicating and you were lost in the pleasure of it all. “Oh, good boy.” you praised, reaching up and pulling on his hair to encourage him to keep going. “What a good slut you are.” Hearing your praise only made him go feral with need and he redoubled his efforts to gain more of your compliments. Diavolo was so lost in the moment, he nearly forgot Simeon was there until he felt something warm press up against his ass hole. His pace stuttered and he looked back in confusion. That bit of disobedience was met with a hard slap across his ass cheek. “No one said you could stop.” Simeon hissed, pressing himself into Diavolo.

“Prove to me how good of a slut you are and make us cum at the same time.” He demanded.

This was it. His final test. He put everything he had into turning himself into the perfect pet, the ideal fuck toy for the two of you. Diavolo resumed his pace inside of you, making his strokes long and hard while his ass clenched around Simeon’s cock to ensure the man behind him was enjoying the hot tightness there. His own pleasure didn’t matter to him anymore, it was pleasure in itself to serve the two of you.

Euphoria was reached when he was the best slut in your eyes.

Diavolo did as he was promised, making both you and Simeon climax at the same time. You were the first to crumble. Your inner walls clenched around his cock, sucking him in deeper, milking him. All the while, Simeon’s thrusts became erratic as he reached his climax and spilled his seed deep into the demon prince. The moans coming from his lips were the most delightful symphony.

“Go on, show us how pretty you are when you cum.”

Finally having the permission to climax, Diavolo slammed himself into you, burying himself as deep as he could go before releasing his load into you. The hot spurts of his seed filled you and you swore you came again just from that feeling alone. The groan that came from the back of his throat sounded more like a possessive growl to you and the heat behind his golden eyes was practically palpable.

It took a long moment for the three of you to come down from the high of such an intense climax. Simeon was the first to recover. He carefully extracted himself from Diavolo and went about finding some towels to help clean up the worst of the mess you had all made. Along with that came the snacks he had baked earlier and water. Setting everything aside, he finally freed Diavolo’s arms and the demon prince visibly slouched in relief as his aching muscles finally got a chance to relax.

He wasn’t ready to leave the warm confines of your pussy just yet and shifted himself to cradle you against his chest while Simeon fed you cookies and made you sip some water. Diavolo’s fingers brushed your tousled hair and you stared at you with nothing but admiration in his eyes. “So, do you think I’d get a callback after that audition?”

Simeon chuckled softly, sliding back into bed with a bowl of popcorn and offered some water to the prince who gulped it down eagerly. “Absolutely. You’re the perfect fit for the role.”

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