#obey me belphegor x f!reader

[devildomcuties]

Obey Me: A Gift for You [Demon Brothers]

🕷 pairing: demon brothers x f. reader

🕷 summary: You're gifted a pair of panties from the Demon Brothers, so you wear them for him.

🕷 wc: 6.5k

🕷 warnings: pet names (darling, love, treasure, baby, kitten, kitty, hun, doll, cupcake, moon, little moon), degradation (slut, whore), jealousy, choking, fingering (f. receiving), impact play (spanking, cunt slapping), oral sex (f. giving and receiving), unprotected sex, food mention, making-out, the heels stay on, marking (biting, scratching), hair pulling, praise, masturbation, pillow humping, mention of smothering with a pillow, panties used as a gag, cum swallowing, collar with a bell, possessiveness, dom/sub undertones, breeding kink, body worship, bondage with ribbon, objectification, use of a bullet vibrator, 69, handjob, implied food play

🕷 a/n: this is strictly 18+ content as links lead to adult content!

🕷 date: April 17, 2024

Lucifer

“Barbatos said you needed help with some paperwork?” You ask as you enter Lucifer’s office. You hold a thick file under your arm as you walk forward.

“Is that so?” Lucifer asks, not bothering to look up from the stack of papers in front of him. He taps his monogrammed pen on the mahogany surface, biting his bottom lip as he finishes reading the paper and moves to the others. 

“Yeah,” you click your tongue. “Barbs said I was distracting the Young Master.” 

You roll your eyes before you set the file on the desk with a thump. You push it toward Lucifer before sitting on the edge of the desk;  a habit he loves and hates. 

“Your impression of Barbatos has gotten much better,” Lucifer sneers as he finally looks at you, his eyes roaming over your body. 

Your thighs are splayed on his desk, clad in black thigh-high stockings held with a blue garter belt. The skirt you wear is nearly bunched at your hips and your black heels shine, reflecting the light in his office. 

“I see why Barbatos labeled you as a distraction,” Lucifer smirks as he sets the file aside along with the rest of his work. 

You shrug. “He was the one who said Dia needed me to grab the file. I don’t see why Barbatos couldn’t do it himself.”

“Best not to defy him, darling,” Lucifer says as he rises and steps between your thighs. His hands grip them as he pushes you back until you catch yourself on your elbows. You blink slowly as you look up at him, his black hair falls over his eyes and you lick your lips when you spot him staring at your blue panties. 

“You were at the Demon Lord’s Castle in the panties I gifted you? Parading around like a little slut for everyone but me? Is that any way to thank me, love?” Lucifer's tone is low, and dangerous as he raises a dark brow in question. 

You resist the urge to moan, shaking your head as you maintain eye contact. 

“I didn’t want to go over there. I wore these for you, Luci.”

Lucifer hums as he considers your words, remaining silent as he takes a step back and pulls you off of his desk. You stumble, but he’s there to straighten you on your feet. 

His nose presses to yours, his lips tantalizingly close. You want to kiss him, taste him but he spins you and you catch yourself with your palms. 

“Lucifer!” You gasp in surprise. 

Lucifer gets on his knees. His hands roam over your legs, fingers gripping the lace at the top of your stockings. He admires the blue panties you’re wearing.

His fingers fiddle with the bow above the little peekaboo window, his lips press kisses to the curve of your ass before he’s on his feet. 

Slowly, Lucifer spreads your legs with one of his. His left-hand wraps around your throat as he bends you further while his other hand moves between your thighs. 

“You wore these for me?” Lucifer asks he pushes your panties to the side and two of his fingers slip into your wet cunt. He growls, his hold on your throat tightening when you whimper. Your eyes shut, nearly panting as he fucks his fingers in and out of you before his thumb brushes your clit. 

“Answer me, darling. It’s rude to keep me waiting,” he whispers as you drip all over his fingers and pant leg. You nod, moaning when he releases your throat to smack your ass. 

“I did. I wanted you to see them on me,” you admit as he bunches your skirt at your hips as high as it will go with one hand while he removes the other from your cunt to suck his fingers clean.  

“Tell me, love. Did Diavolo get a preview? How about Barbatos?” Lucifer asks, failing at hiding his jealousy. 

“No! Never!” You exclaim as he moves back to admire your frame bent over his desk, wet and needy for his touch. 

Lucifer palms his cock over his pants while he watches your legs shake unsteadily in your heels. 

With ease, he unbuttons his pants and pulls the zipper down. He’s quick to push his boxers down his thighs and rip the buttons off his shirt. 

If you’d been facing him, you’d be drooling over his delicious body, begging to lick every inch before he stuffs his fat cock down your throat until tears run down your cheeks. 

However, today isn’t about you. It’s about those blue panties you’re wearing that hide very little of your ass. Which is why he had picked them out for you. 

He couldn’t wait to fuck you on his bed. Your back to him while you rode his cock while wearing the stockings, panties, and garter belt. 

The thought alone made his mouth water as he pumped himself a few times. You beg him to fuck you. Your thighs pressed together to try and distract you from the throbbing between them. 

Lucifer smacks the back of your thigh, getting you to spread them open before he presses the head of his cock at your entrance. 

“Lucifer!” You moan as he slides home, his hand on your hip and the other pressing his fingers to your lips. 

“We must be quiet, darling. We aren’t the only ones in the House of Lamentation tonight.”

Mammon

Mammon had a busy day. Levi was on his ass about paying him back, so Mammon had to do a last-minute photoshoot just to give a payment to him. He’d have to do a few more in the next few weeks to finish paying Levi off but then he’d be free to borrow from him again. 

Goldie was taken again by Lucifer, so Mammon’s next goal was freeing his sweetie. 

Groaning, Mammon takes his jacket off as he enters his bedroom. He had a shower at the set and was ready to get in his pajamas and climb into bed. 

Sighing, Mammon takes his shirt off, tossing it onto the couch beside his jacket. 

What he doesn’t expect to see is you bent over his pool table as you try to sink the eight ball. 

Mammon freezes in his spot. He’s not sure if you’ve heard him and he doesn’t want to startle you as you lean over further. If you notice your skirt hiking up further, you don’t make a move to correct it as you move the pool cue. 

Silently, Mammon eyes you hungrily. He spots the yellow panties he gifted you on your last date from beneath your black skirt. He wears matching boxers under his jeans. 

The ruffles on the edges make him gulp as you curse when you slip, your breasts pressed on the table as you balance yourself on one high-heeled foot. 

Nearly drooling, Mammon watches as you finally sink the last ball and stand on both feet. 

“Hell yeah!” You cheer as you place the pool cue on the table.

“Been here long, Treasure?” Mammon asks as he leans against the table. 

“Oh!” You giggle as you walk toward him. 

“I was waiting for you. Levi said you had a job.”

Mammon rolls his eyes. “Just like him to tell ya my business.”

“Oh, don’t be like that,” you frown as you pull him into a hug. He smiles as he breathes you in, his face buried in your neck while you rub his broad shoulders. “I missed you and you weren’t answering.”

“It was a busy shoot. I barely had time to have lunch before I needed to get back on set,” Mammon explains as he grabs your hips. 

“I’m glad you’re back. I’ve got you all to myself for the rest of the night,” you grin as you press your lips to his. Mammon moans against your lips, his large hands moving lower and beneath your skirt to grab your ass.

“Mammon!” You groan as he nips your bottom lip, sucking it before he releases it. His fingers toy with the edges of your panties before he moves his hand to the front. 

“What? I just want to feel your heart,” he smirks as he traces the heart on the front of your panties. 

His hand moves lower, feeling the wet spot on your panties before his lithe fingers push the material aside. 

“Fuck, Treasure. You’re always so wet for me, huh?” Mammon groans as he feels your wet cunt, his fingers easily slipping inside. You grip his shoulders, your heels making you teeter.

“I’ve got you, Treasure. I always will,” Mammon promises as he kisses you while his fingers curl inside you and fuck your soaking wet pussy. You moan into the kiss, allowing his tongue to meet yours as your hand moves between your bodies to grip his hard cock over the denim. 

“You’re moving too fast, baby,” Mammon chuckles as he noses your throat before kissing it. “You haven’t even allowed me a taste of that sweet, sweet pussy.” 

“Greedy bastard,” you mutter before Mammon spanks you, gripping your ass harshly in his hand and squeezing it until you gasp. 

“I am, don’t forget it, Treasure.”

Mammon lifts you onto the pool table with your skirt hiked up to your hips and your blouse ripped down the middle, the buttons strewn on the table and his bedroom floor. Mammon eyes you greedily, licking his lips as he shakes his white hair out of his eyes. 

You spread your legs further as you look up at Mammon. Your heels hang over the edge and you admire the beautiful ridges of his torso and his glowing tan skin. You reach out for him and he allows you to touch him freely while he kisses you. His fingers thread in your hair while yours unbutton his pants and unzip them. 

Mammon kisses his way down your body, expertly removing your blouse and bra before his lips are wrapped around a hardened bud. He’s greedy with his tongue on both tits, licking and sucking them until he’s satisfied. 

“As pretty as these are, they’ve gotta go,” Mammon says as he tugs your panties down your thighs. He stuffs them in the back pocket of his jeans before he’s kissing down your body, sinking his teeth into your hips before grabbing your thighs in each hand. He tugs you to the edge of the table, not caring if you’re arousal stains his precious pool table. 

“Mammon!” You exclaim as you fall back onto the table and stare at the ceiling. You arch your back as his tongue meets your cunt, teasing you as your legs drape over his shoulders, heels digging into his broad back. 

“Fuck, Treasure,” Mammon slurps, his lips shiny with your wetness. He dives back in, his fingers fucking into you as he ignores the throbbing of his cock. He wanted to mount you, fuck you full of his cum, and then fuck it all back into you. 

Mammon wanted you to reek of him. He needed the halls of the House of Lamentation to stink of him and your coupling. He wouldn’t be satisfied until Lucifer was banging down his bedroom door, pleading that you stop. 

“So delicious,” he grunts as he palms over his cock, his tongue teasing your clit, gently sucking it just to watch your squirm beneath him. “Such a good girl for me, Treasure. So good.”

Levi

Levi loathed leaving his bedroom, more so when Lucifer demanded that he did. His older brother was the only demon who could get him to abandon his precious manga and video games. He was just about to start a new anime (Don’t Look Under the Bed Because There’s Probably a Monster, Even if Monsters aren’t Real and Don’t Hide Under Your Bed), when Lucifer banged on his bedroom door, ordering him to go check on you before dinner. 

The two of you had dinner duty, and with it only a few hours away, you had to get started within the next hour or two. Levi didn’t want to piss off Lucifer anymore than he already was, so begrudgingly he went to your room to get you. 

Normally, Levi would knock before entering your bedroom, but he was too busy muttering about Lucifer and his anime to remember to knock. It wasn’t like you needed him to anyway. You always welcomed him in quickly and with open arms. 

One time won’t hurt, right?

However, when he steps inside and shuts the door, he’s frozen solid. 

Gulping, Levi watches as you hump his missing pillow. Your back is to him, and he notes you’re naked except for the orange ruffle panties he gave you as a gift. He remembers how red his face had gotten when he left the gift on your bed just a few days ago, he didn’t realize you’d known they were from him. 

“Fuck, Levi,” you moan as you grind your cunt into his pillow, ass bouncing as you pick up the pace. You’ve soaked the pillow under you, no doubt making it harder to return but you couldn’t help yourself. Levi had invaded your thoughts until you couldn’t resist but smother yourself in his scent and finally steal something that belonged to him that he probably wouldn’t miss. 

Levi is in awe as he watches you, cock growing hard in his pants as you moan his name again, cupping your tits in your hands and throwing your head back as you soak his pillow with your cum. 

“Levi, are you just going to stare or are you going to come over here and take care of me?!!” You ask as you look at him from over your shoulder. 

 “I-I wasn’t staring!” Levi stutters, feeling his face grow warm. “Lucifer said, and then dinner, shopping. Not staring!”

You climb off his pillow slowly, allowing him an eyeful of your ass in the tiny thong. Levi never imagined you’d wear them, much less for him but here you were in all your glory humping his pillow and asking him to fuck you. 

Frozen, Levi just stares as you approach him. Your lips meet his as you strip him down to his boxers in between kisses and moans. 

You have him lie on the bed, his pillow beside him. You straddle his hips, kissing his cheek just to feel the heat of his embarrassment.

“You’ve kept me waiting,” you pout as you place the pillow over his face. 

Levi groans as he smells your arousal. How many times had you cum at the thought of him? How many times have you soaked the fabric with your juices? Levi could die right now and he’d die a happy man, blissfully inhaling your scent. 

“Don’t be greedy,” you giggle as you move the pillow under his head, your tits brushing his face as you place it under him. 

“There,” you grin as you take his shaky hands in yours and place them on your tits. “Want to feel some more?”

“Y-yes,” Levi clears his throat. If this is a dream, he never wishes to wake up. He would gladly stay underneath you forever if it meant you’d be touching him like so.

“What do you think of the panties? I wasn’t sure if orange was my color but they look so good on me, don’t you think?” You ask as you place Levi’s hands on your ass and you swear he almost cums in his pants. 

“They look go-good,” he blushes as you guide his hands to the ruffles. 

“You have good taste, baby,” you state as you easily slip the panties off you. Levi watches as you tug his boxers down just enough to release his leaking cock. He’s too horny to be embarrassed, almost prideful as you lick your lips when you take it in your hand. 

You’d love to tease him, make him beg, make him suffer but you’re too turned on to think straight. Your mouth wraps around him, engulfing his length greedily as his eyes flutter shut and your name forms on his lips. His hand grips your hair, guiding your movements as you meet his pelvis and he hits the back of your throat. You swallow and his thighs clench as he almost sees the Celestial Realm with how high you take him. 

Levi is near tears now and you pop off his thick cock long enough to get on your knees and reach for your panties. 

“Open your mouth for me, Levi.” You instruct and he does so obediently. 

You stuff your soaked panties into his mouth as you stroke his dick. Levi’s cries of pleasure are muffled as you take him back into your mouth. One of your hands is between your thighs, fingers fucking your soaked cunt while you continue to bob up and down Levi’s cock. 

His groans and moans grow rapidly, his body trembling from pleasure as you feel him hit the back of your throat moments before he’s cumming down it. 

Levi feels hot tears roll down his cheeks as his hips continue to thrust into your poor throat. You swallow hungrily, a few stray tears rolling down your cheeks until you pull off him, cum and spit coating your pretty lips. 

Levi catches his breath before he sits up and spits out your panties. His hand grabs the back of your head before he slams his lips on yours. His tongue meets yours in a hungry, messy, cum-filled kiss.

Satan

Rain pelted the windows of the Devildom late at night. Satan had spent all day in the library looking for a particular book with no luck. 

He had fallen asleep and woken in a puddle of drool before he gave up and decided to head to his bedroom after a shower and a brush of his teeth. 

Now, he lay in bed with a thick book on his lap as he leaned against the headboard. He had walked through the quiet halls of the House of Lamentation and figured everyone was in bed. What he hadn’t counted on was you showing up in his bedroom with a poof and a sparkle of magic. 

“Kitten?” Satan sets his book on the nightstand beside his bed. “What are you doing up so late?”

“I was with Solomon learning a new spell and got locked out of HOL. You didn’t answer my texts,” you frown as you begin to undo the buttons on your blouse. 

Satan looks at his D.D.D. and realizes he never turned it back on after Mammon was spamming him with messages asking for money. 

“Sorry, Kitten. Mammon was begging for money again,” Satan apologizes as he looks at you. He notes the collar on your throat, the tiny bell jingling when you take your bra off to toss on the floor. 

You step out of your high-heels and shimmy out of your skirt leaving you in just your thick thigh-high socks and strappy green panties.

“You wore these for Solomon?” Satan growls as he lifts one of the straps with his fingertip.

“Of course not, Satan. I wore them for you,” you huff, as you crawl into his lap, legs on either side of his hips. 

“Wearing them under such a short skirt says otherwise, Kitten. Do I need to remind you who you belong to?” Satan asks lowly as his hands grip your bare ass, the pathetic green straps do nothing to conceal you. 

“Maybe,” you tease with a sly grin as you press your breasts to his bare chest. Your fingers twirl his blonde hair as you lean in to kiss his lips. 

“You play a dangerous game, love,” Satan sighs as his fingers grip the tiny bell on your collar, another one of his gifts. 

“Only because it turns me on,” you admit with a smug smile as Satan tugs your collar and your eyes darken as you meet his wrathful gaze. 

“Watch yourself, Kitten. You’re not the only one with claws,” he remarks as you lick your lips before he kisses you passionately. His hands cup your face before moving to your hips. He groans when you suck his bottom lip into your mouth, tugging slightly before releasing it. 

Satan smirks as he quickly moves you over his lap, your ass in the air as he spreads your legs further. When his palm smacks your cheek, you gasp before moaning. He smacks the other cheek and you bite your lip to keep from moaning his name for everyone to hear. 

“Count for me,” he commands as he spanks you a third time and then a fourth. You keep count, thighs soaking wet from your arousal as he finishes with number fifteen. 

His hands soothe the ache, gentle words leaving his lips with praises of how good you are for him. 

“Such a sweet kitten when you want to be, huh? Can’t listen the first time, always have to push the boundaries,” Satan coos as his fingers dip into your wet cunt. 

“Satan!” You moan wanton as his fingers curl inside you. He hushes you, his free hand pressing his fingers to your mouth. You take them in greedily, sucking and slurping on his digits with both holes. 

“That’s it, love. Be a good kitty for me,” Satan smiles as you tighten around him, his fingers soaked to the knuckles as his thumb finds your clit. 

You’re nearly there, your moans announce it as you squirm on his lap. He fucks your mouth and your cunt with his fingers, giving you hell at both ends before your muffled screams fill the air. 

His praises fall on deaf ears as you cum, nearly sobbing when he slaps your cunt twice and has you suck his cum soaked fingers clean. 

“Hands and knees, love,” Satan demands as you struggle to get on your shaky legs. Your body thrums with arousal, hot and aching for more as you arch your back. Satan tugs you toward him by your hips.

“Fuck, Satan,” you curse into the sheets as he stuffs you full of his cock. His nails dig into your hips as he pulls you toward him, the fat head of his cock reaching your cervix. Your eyes roll back as you take the pounding, greedily asking for more when his hand smacks your jiggling ass. 

“These panties sure have come in useful tonight,” he muses to himself as he watches your hungry cunt take his cock like the good whore you are. For a moment his thoughts run loose, imagining what it would be like to breed you, to see your breasts round and full of milk for his spawn. Everyone would know you were his and only his. Everyone would envy him. Everyone would seethe knowing you were with child.

“Satan!” You scream as pleasure overwhelms you, pussy clenching around his cock, creaming it as you milk him for all he’s worth. 

“Fuck, Kitten,” he scowls, looking up at his ceiling and ignoring the thumping of his headboard against the wall. Perhaps the two of you have woken everyone in the house but he doesn’t dare stop, especially when you start begging him to cum deep inside, stuff you full of his cum. 

Satan aims to please as he does just that. 

Perhaps his dreams will come true.

Asmo

Asmo sat on his bed painting his nails live on Fab Snap. 

“Isn’t this color just fabulous? It’s one of my favorites!” Asmo gushes as he paints another nail, blowing on it as comments fly by on the screen. He giggles as he shows his finished hand to the camera, thanking everyone for the compliments before moving to his other hand. 

Asmo has been live for almost two hours. The moment you’re out of the bath, he’ll say his goodbyes and end the stream. He’s been dying to get you alone all week but unfortunately, his bank account needed some money.

Five minutes later, you stand in a fluffy pink robe with a pair of pink heels and the cute panties Asmo gifted you. 

Asmo pats the bed. You cross the room to him, gently kicking off your heels as you lie back on his bed. 

“Let’s get you out of this,” he smiles cheerily as he untied your robe and helped you out of it. He pushes it to the other end of the bed after taking the silk ribbon used to tie the robe. 

Carefully, Asmo places your wrists over your head and wraps the silk ribbon around each wrist before tying them together. 

“Well, don’t you look ravishing,” Asmo grins brightly as he admires your beautiful body. You look away, feeling your cheeks grow hot as he continues to compliment you until you meet his gaze again. 

Asmo takes his time with you, kissing your cheek, jaw, neck, collarbones, and sternum. He’s generous with his kisses, covering the expanse of your chest with his lips just to listen to your soft moans. 

When his lips wrap around your nipple, you gasp, turning to putty beneath him as he settles between your legs. His fingers trace the strappy pattern of your panties. Fingers gently go over the tiny pink roses just to watch your legs twitch. 

“So sensitive,” he giggles as he takes your nipple into his mouth and gently nips it. He takes his time licking and sucking each breast until they’re glossy with his spit and lip gloss. 

“Asmo!” You moan his name as he kisses his way down your body further, his teeth sinking into your hip, leaving his mark behind. 

“Let me take care of you, hun. I knew you’d look so pretty in these,” Asmo bites his bottom lip as his eyes admire every pretty strap on your hips. His finger lightly traces the design until he’s pressing his fingertip to your clit. 

You gasp, surprised, and move your wrists upward. 

“Uh-uh, my love. I’m not done with you yet,” Asmo giggles as he flips you onto your stomach, lifting your ass in the air as you steady yourself on your knees. 

His hands slowly rub your back before gripping your ass. Your hands are bound in front of you, keeping you from reaching back to touch him. You want to feel him pressed against you, have him encompass every fiber of your being. You don’t have to think when you’re around Asmo, happy to be his dress-up doll, his toy for his pleasure; whatever it may be. 

Asmo’s fingers brush the ruffles as his lips kiss your spine.

“So beautiful, my love,” he whispers as he kisses his way lower, his fingers moving your soaked panties aside. You moan softly, pushing your ass toward him as he chuckles. 

“So eager,” Asmo coos as his finger circles your hole. “So needy.”

You nod, tugging on your restraints before a soft buzz fills your ears and you perk up. Asmo giggles at your reaction as you arch your back further and his tongue meets your pussy. He teases you at first, sucking on your clit and wetting his lips with your essence. Once he’s had his fill, you feel a soft vibration on your clit from the pink bullet vibrator in his hand. 

“Fuck, Asmo!” You try to fuck yourself on him but he holds you with his free hand. 

“Behave, doll. Or we’ll have to stop playing,” he warns as he moves his hand to spread your ass for him. You feel heat rush to your face as he spits on your hole and his tongue traces it after. 

Your thighs tremble as the vibrations quicken, soaking your panties and your thighs. Pleasure courses through your body, his name heavy on your tongue as you fall head first into utter bliss. 

Asmo watches you come undone, a proud smile on his lips as he speeds the vibrator up, matching his movements with his tongue just to watch you spasm. 

When you fall face-first into his bed, he removes the toy and kisses your lower back. 

“Ready to play again?” He asks with a smirk as you lie boneless on his sheets, nodding meekly. 

Beel 

Hunger always struck at the most inopportune times for Beel. 

He spent hours at the gym lifting weights and trying to keep his mind off his hunger. He even took a scalding hot shower to make himself focus on anything other than the pangs of hunger in his stomach but not even the steaming bathroom could help him.

By the time he had arrived at HOL, it was silent. Everyone had gone to bed, and the only light on was the one in the kitchen where he stood. 

“Hey, Beel,” your voice startled him as he looked up from the fridge. He was about to make himself a sandwich when you walked in. 

“Hey,” he greets you, eyeing your skirt and thigh-high socks. “What are you doing up so late?”

“I just got home. Solomon wanted me to learn a new spell and then he tried to make me dinner.” 

Beel grimaces with you. “Want me to make you something instead?”

You nod as you head for the cabinets to get your secret stash of chocolate chip and pecan cookies from the Human World. 

You grab your stepladder, climbing to the top step while Beel watches in amusement. You could have just asked him for help but instead, you reach upward, your skirt rising as you lean forward to grab your secret cookie jar. 

Beel notices the red panties you’re wearing, and his hunger turns into lust. 

They’re the pair he gifted you just this morning. A lacy pair with an open crotch. His mouth waters at the sight of your cunt on display as you grab the jar of cookies and begin to climb down from the stepladder. 

The moment the ceramic jar is on the counter, Beel is on you. 

His large arms wrap around your waist as his broad chest presses to your back. His lips kiss your neck, pulling your shirt off to the side to expose your shoulder. 

“You have no idea how delicious you look, Cupcake. I want to eat you whole,” he whispers as he presses his erection to the swell of your ass. 

“Beel,” you curse as he grinds on you for a moment before his hands rip your shirt clear down the middle. The scraps fall to the floor uselessly and his shirt joins soon after. 

“Come here,” he demands as he climbs onto the kitchen island and lies down before he helps you on top of him. “Uh-uh, the other way, Cupcake.”

Your cheeks are aflame when he positions you so that your ass sits on his face, your wet cunt dripping into his mouth as he tugs your skirt out of the way, tearing it off you when he gets desperate enough to taste you. 

Beel’s large hands grip your thighs as he licks up your slit, savoring every drop of your arousal. His cock is thick and heavy in his gym shorts and your thighs tremble when you lean forward to palm it.

Beel hums in approval, making a fresh wave of arousal soak his pretty lips. 

“Beel!” You moan as you grind on his face, smothering him and his sounds of pleasure. You want him. You need to have him in every way possible and his cock throbs in your hand as you tug his shorts down, unsurprised he’s gone commando. 

You nearly drool at the sight of his hard cock as you mouth at it, licking the head before you tongue the slit. He’s a mouthful, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth as you take him a little further but just the head of his cock is enough to choke you. 

You pull off him with a gasp, inhaling as much air as possible as tears stream down your cheeks. Beel chuckles as he continues to slurp up your wet juices, pussy so warm and creamy, and delicious. He’d eat you every hour of every day if you’d let him. You’re the only one who could dim his rabid hunger for a while. 

Beel adores you. He can never have his fill and you’re always needy for him. Your hunger for him rivals his hunger for food, and it’s always so pleasurable to satisfy you. 

You squirm on his face and he holds you still. Messy slurping sounds fill the kitchen as he sucks, licks, and teases your cunt. He could ruin you for everyone if he chose to, could make it so nobody else could satisfy the ever-building need to be stuffed and fucked full at all times. 

Beel would be content just eating you out until you couldn’t take anymore. Until his tongue grew tired and your pussy couldn’t cream anymore. He’d feast on you, body and soul and you’d surrender to him willingly just to feel the pleasure that his talented tongue provided. 

You take his cock back into your mouth, saliva coating his length as you take more of him and you inhale through your nose as you push further. Spit soaks Beel’s pelvis, dripping to his balls as you release him, coughing as you try to catch your breath before wrapping your hand around him to jerk him off while taking his balls in your mouth to suck those instead. 

Beel rewards you with two fingers in your cunt. You clench around him as he sucks your clit and your hips rock back and forth on his face. He loves to see you dripping, soaking every bit of his face as your sweet moans go straight to his cock. 

The lace of your panties is ruined. There’s no saving them but Beel doesn’t care. He tears them easily and slides his tongue into your hole, fucking you on it as you squeeze his head and choke out his name. 

You cum hard. Beel moans your name as he’s rewarded for his efforts. He guzzles down every last bit. The noises he makes are obscene as he savors your taste on his tongue until you’re utterly spent. 

“Really?” Belphie’s voice startles the both of you. “We eat off of there.”

You cover your face in embarrassment as Belphie walks out of the kitchen without another word but Beel doesn’t seem fazed. 

With trembling legs, you climb off of Beel. “Let’s continue this in my room.”

You pick up his shirt and put it on before heading to the fridge for a bottle of whipped cream and a container of strawberries. 

Beel’s mouth waters as he grabs the cookie jar and your torn clothing. He hopes nobody will notice the mess on the kitchen island in the morning. Beel will be too tired from tonight to wake up early to clean it. 

Hopefully, Belphie will take care of it. 

Belphie

It was no surprise that Belphie could fall asleep just about anywhere. 

Sometimes he’d fall asleep in the hall, in front of his bedroom door, or outside Asmo’s bedroom with a full face of makeup as a reward for his carelessness. 

Tonight, Belphie had snuck away into his attic. He had paid Mammon to take his turn making dinner so he could sleep all evening. He’d spent the day catching up on chores and laundry. He was too exhausted to complete another laborious task. 

You were relieved when you finally found Belphie that night. You had snuck upstairs in your pajamas just to climb into bed with him. He was warmer than usual, so you stripped down to your panties and snuggled under the covers beside him and his pillow. 

“Hmm,” he grumbled as he reached out to touch you. “Moon? What are you doing here?”

“I missed you at dinner. I was looking for you all day,” you whisper as he drapes his arm over your waist. He presses his nose to your shoulder, feeling the warmth of your skin before his fingers move down to grab your hip. 

Sleepily, Belphie opens his eyes to see what you’re wearing. He had assumed you were naked like he was while he slept, so when his fingers brushed a silky bow, he was puzzled.

“What’s this?” He asked as he swallowed a yawn. He looks down to see the purple panties he gifted you over the weekend. 

“Like them? I wanted to show them to you all day but you’re a hard demon to find,” you pout as you feel him play with the silk bow. His lips find your shoulder, kissing it. 

“I am hard,” he chuckles as he nips your shoulder. His hand moves upward, cupping your breast.

He lifts your leg and places it over his. He slides his cock over your wet folds, moaning at how hot and soaked you are. 

“Easy access,” he smirks as you turn your head to kiss him, tongues lacing together as he lines his dick at your entrance and pushes in. 

“Fuck,” your eyes roll back as you take him. The familiar ache is a little painful but pleasurable. Belphie stretches you with his cock, making you take every delicious inch as stars explode behind your eyes. 

“That’s it, Little Moon. Take my cock like the good whore you are,” he praises as he kisses your bare shoulder and then moves to suck his mark on your skin. 

You moan, grinding your ass on him as best you can as he devours your body with his. You take each thrust with a sob of pleasure as you tighten around him, screaming his name when he rubs your clit just how you like it. 

“Such a little slut,” Belphie coos. “I bet you paraded around the whole of the Devildom in a tiny skirt wearing these panties while you searched for me. Tell me, love, did you prance around for the House of Lamentation? For the lower demons around town? Or perhaps you decided a visit to the Demon Lord’s Castle was necessary?”

“Fuck, Belphie! I-I didn’t-” 

Belphie hushes your protests with his lips. A toe-curling kiss that shushes you as he grabs your hips and positions you on your hands and knees. Your face is buried in the pillows, your hands held behind your back as Belphie watches you fuck yourself on his cock, creaming all over him. 

“I heard Diavolo was having Simeon and Solomon over for dinner tonight. Did you join them? Perhaps they had you instead?” Belphie chuckles as he smacks your ass and watches as you cum all over his cock. 

Belphie grins, he pushes you onto your side, your back to his chest as your rapid heartbeats settle again. He’s known for his small bouts of energy but soon lethargy settles into him again. 

He’s slow with his thrusts and kisses. Slow when he pushes his cock as far as it’ll go just to hear his name roll off your tongue. He’s quiet when he cums, rope after rope filling you as you fuck yourself on him. Another orgasm rocks through you, your soft whimpers lulling Belphie back to sleep with his hard cock still nestled inside your warm cunt.

©devildomcuties - I do not allow reposts or translations of my work on any platforms.

[strawberry-cowmilk]

we are back with more baby fever causing fluff

the brothers with a pregnant mc

-> brothers x mc

mc is female, not proof read

content warnings: pregnancy, mentions of childbirth

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Lucifer

he will be very protective, as in he won't even let you carry groceries by yourself

if lucifer notices you're in even the slightest bit of pain, he will get you to lie down somewhere and massage any sore spots

he also brings you some sort of healthy snack from time to time

'diavolo, we need to postpone mc's courses at rad until at least she's given birth'

lucifer will also be there with you at every doctor's appointment, you can see his eyes light up whenever he sees the baby on the scan

Mammon

he loves feel the baby kick, if you're okay with it, he will poke your stomach to sort of play with the baby

mammon also likes to tell the baby stories about 'the times he did cool stuff'

if you get any weird craving at 4am in the morning, mammon doesn't mind running to the store to get you food

mammon wanted to be helpful, so he looked up what happens during childbirth, now he's very worried for you

Leviathan

when you first told him you were pregnant, levi was very careful around you, like he was scared to walk next to you with a heavy pot in the kitchen because what if he accidentally hurts you

or worse, what if the baby ends up hating him

levi did get used to the idea of the baby over time, he's not as afraid anymore

he even created an avatar for the baby in his life simulation games

Satan

he knows exactly what happens during every week of your pregnancy (he read five books the day you told him you were pregnant) so if you're worried about anything you can always talk to him

the books mentioned hospital bags and what should go in them, so satan may or may not have prepared a bag before you even started showing

the further along you get, the angrier satan gets when his brothers do dangerous stuff in front of you

Asmodeus

he already made a very long list of name options during the first week he found out you were pregnant

asmo loves to go shopping for baby items with you, he'll hold up a little onesie and go 'aww mc look how tiny they will be'

he already liked to cuddle with you, but now that you've got a baby bump you have to do it at least twice every day

like mammon, he looked up what happens during birth and almost passed out

Beelzebub

probably the happiest out of all the brothers when you tell him you're pregnant, if it's twins beel will be the happiest demon you'll find in all of the devildom

beel keeps a stash of all kinds of different food and doesn't even think about touching it in case you need anything

if the baby is keeping you up the whole night he'll gently rub your stomach and go 'please let your mother sleep'

he cried the first time he felt a kick too

Belphegor

it takes belphie a while to fully process you're actually pregnant

he'll look at you while his mind goes 'baby? mc?' until his expression softens and he hugs you

belphie read online that sleep is important for pregnant humans, he sees it as a good excuse to take more naps together, he's always holding your stomach too

he hates seeing you in discomfort, so he got you every pillow under the sun

[another-lost-mc]

HEADCANONS masterlist

★ headcanons feature a gn!reader unless otherwise stated

➤ SFW Headcanons

When It's MC's Turn to Cook For the Demon Brothers

Dining With the Dateables

Snacks with Thirteen and Mephisto

Shopping For Beauty Supplies ↳ Lucifer, Mammon, Asmodeus, Beelzebub

When High-Achiever MC Struggles at RAD

When MC Misses Their Sibling ↳ Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Luke, Solomon

When MC Dies and is Reborn in the Celestial Realm

When MC Is Rich AF

When MC Feels Emotionally Numb

When MC Faints/Has a Panic Attack

When MC Makes The Dateables a Kiss Shirt

Going to the Movies

When Movies Make Them Cry

What They Wear To See Barbie

If The Demon Brothers Were Chubby Demons

Caring For MC's Descendants ↳ Demon Brothers | The Dateables

How the Little D's Act When MC Is Dating Someone ↳ Demon Brothers | Barbatos

Shadow-Walking with MC

When The Demon Brothers Hurt MC By Accident

When MC Is A Professional F1 Driver ↳ Demon Brothers | The Dateables + Mephistopheles

The Wild Side ↳ Demon Brothers + Karasu | The Dateables + Azra

When MC Is Scared of Snakes ↳ Leviathan, Barbatos, Mephistopheles

When It's MC's Birthday

Sharing a Birthday with MC

When MC Has a Reversible Mood Plushie

Sunday Routines ↳ Leviathan, Asmodeus, Barbatos, Solomon & Simeon, Mephistopheles

When MC Needs Surgery

The Worst Goodbye: When MC Disappears (Part I)

Welcome Home: When MC Returns (Part II)

➤ NSFW Headcanons

When MC Needs a Little TLC [ gn! + afab!Reader ]

When They Go Down on MC [ afab!Reader ] ↳ Demon Brothers | The Dateables

When MC Gives Them Head ↳ Lucifer, Leviathan, Satan, Beelzebub

When MC Helps Them With Their Heats [ afab!Reader ] ↳ Demon Brothers | Diavolo + Barbatos | Mephistopheles

When MC is Quiet in Bed

When MC Has a Creative Block ↳ Simeon x Reader x Solomon

When MC Steals Their Clothes ↳ Leviathan, Solomon

When MC Sends Them Audio Porn ↳ Demon Brothers | The Dateables + Side Characters

Would They Use a Love Potion on MC? ↳ Demon Brothers | The Dateables

Got Milk? Lactation Kink Headcanons ↳ Mammon | Levi, Asmo, Beel, Belphie | Solomon ↳ Lucifer, Satan, Diavolo & Barbatos, Simeon, Karasu

Their First Kiss with MC

When They Say "F*ck Lucifer"

When They Find Out MC Has a FWB ↳ Demon Brothers | The Dateables

When Solomon Is MC's FWB

Dating a Chubby!Reader ↳ Thirteen | Solomon | Karasu

Late Night Cravings (For MC) ↳ Leviathan, Belphegor

How They Mark MC

When MC is Shy in Bed

Going on a Road Trip with Driver!MC

When They Have a Size Kink ↳ Older Brothers

When MC's Lover Has Wings

Watching the Movie Se7en

Shower Thoughts: Their Bathing Habits

➤ Return to: Obey Me! Masterlist

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Obey Me Characters Send you a Dirty Text | Pt.2

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: As I attempt to be constructive and fail, I end up writing more of these texting series chapters. For now, I bring you this chapter and I hope that you enjoy it like I enjoyed writing it 

In this chapter, the characters are: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor! 

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

[sulumuns-dootah]

WHB HC's - Niflheim demons

Celebrating Halloween w/ Niflheim demons

Celebrating New Year's w/ Niflheim demons

What WHB characters would wear in the human world: Niflheim

Taking the WHB demons (+ angels) to the Zoo

WHB demons' favorite horror movies

      ༺☆༻

Waking up from a wet dream while sharing bed (18+)

WHB kings overhearing you sing an inappropriate goofy song

Accidentaly confessing your crush to WHB demons II.

WHB kings (+ Sitri) with reincarnated princess having a nightmare about her past

WHB kings w/ an s/o who cracks their knuckles and joints

WHB kings reaction to their crush liking someone else

WHB kings(+ Sitri) w/ MC who has bulimia [tw:ed]

{Helltober'24} Cucking - Belphegor + Beleth

WHB kings (+ Ppyong, Paimon & Bimet) w/ Anime/Manga artist

WHB demons stuck in a room/area with their crush II.

WHB characters meeting their Obey Me! counterparts pt.2

WHB kings' reaction to MC avoiding them because of a dare

WHB kings meeting MC's toxic ex

WHB kings dating profiles

      ༺☆༻

Getting comforted when they find you having a breakdown in the shower

Accidentaly confessing your crush to WHB demons

WHB demons stuck in a room/area with their crush

{Helltober'24} Cucking - Belphegor + Beleth

      ༺☆༻

Gusion x f!Reader - Skipping school (18+)

{The Yule festival of Hell} Gusion - Fireplace and cuddles

Getting comforted when they find you having a breakdown in the shower

Waking up from a wet dream while sharing bed (18+)

Accidentaly confessing your crush to WHB demons III.

{Helltober'24} Seduction - Gusion

WHB characters boyfriend HCs

      ༺☆༻

{The Yule festival of Hell} Bathin - Moongazing visitor

Accidentaly confessing your crush to WHB demons V.

{Helltober'24} Punishment - Stolas + Bathin

      ༺☆༻

{The Yule festival of Hell} Andrealphus - Holiday cartoons

Taking the WHB demons thrifting

Accidentaly confessing your crush to WHB demons V.

{Helltober'24} Lingerie - Andrealphus

      ༺☆༻

{Helltober'24} Stockings/Thighs - Agares + Vassago

      ༺☆༻

Taking the WHB demons thrifting

{Helltober'24} Stockings/Thighs - Agares + Vassago

[ghost1yv]

MASTERLIST

OBEY ME.

fluff

stupid human.. _ gn!mc and mammon, mc is clumsy and seems to get injured a lot and mammon is always the one to take care of their injuries

angst

rejection _ gn!mc, mc rejects the brothers because they like someone else / another brorther

platonic

brothers find out teen!mc has a crush _ gn!mc

series

in progess ; coming soon

mwah! _ f!mc and thirteen, its a kiss and run— basically kissing your girlfriend then running away!

saved by spiderman! _ m!reader and belphegor, what if instead of being locked up in the attic he actually had to go to the human world.. and found himself in a situation where spiderman saved him! well only because spiderman thought he was a helpless human

GENSHIN IMPACT.

fluff

angst

platonic

series

RULES

NSFW?

possibly, i have no plans for it right now and if i do write it then most likely its a request

NSFW RULES?

i wont write anything gross like child x adult, non—consensual, etc. this also goes for anything romantic with children, i will only write platonic stuff with children

HOW 2 REQUEST?

for requests these are what i need

_ specify the readers gender like m!reader, f!reader, or just gender neutral

_ a prompt, type of reader, etc.

^ examples _ 'the brothers with a mc thats very affectionate.'

^ promt ex. _ 'person A and B are oblivous idiots and everyone can tell they like eachother .. except them.'

^ type of reader ex. _ 'the brothers nd side characters with a buff reader.'

_ and probably just what it is [ fluff, angst, platonic, nsfw, etc. ]

OCS?

random idea— but i can write for ocs i just need

_ slight desc. if what your oc looks like (or picture)

_ how they act/personality

_ if its romantic how they act with their s/o

DIFFERENT AUS?

absolutely. i love those— if you dont know what im talking about its like stuff where instead of mc being a human and meeting the brothers, what if they were a demon and met the brothers? or the brothers are human and meet demon mc.

another one i though about is a spiderman one, where mc is spiderman and the demons are either human, in the human world, or having a devildom spiderman!

[CHARACTER] LIKE MC?

i also really like these, where its like a .character. and basically mc having the same personality! even the same powers if you'd like

ANYTHING ELSE?

not really— i will say i probably wont post much but ill try to and another thing i just find it fun to write this stuff but my writing to me feels ooc and bad so..

[dum1s-writings]

~~~~Intro thingy I guess~~~~

Greetings from @thedum1 (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

I have once again decided to start a new sideblog. I just wanna try tossing my hat into the xMasc!Reader ring. I'll have main fandoms and on occasion fandoms, which will be allowed once in a while.

~Main fandoms are subject to change.~

The main fandoms will be marked with 💕

Favorite characters will be marked with 💋

Obey Me! Shall We Date? 💕

Lucifer

Mammon

Leviathan 💋

Satan

Asmodeus 💋

Beelzebub

Belphegor

Diavolo

Barbatos

Solomon

Simeon 💋

Luke

Twisted Wonderland

All students and staff*

*Riddle, Epel, Idia, Neige and Rollo are my weaknesses

Miraculous Ladybug and Cat Noir 💕

Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir 💋

Nathaniel Kurtzberg/Caprikid 💋

Marc Anciel/Rooster Bold

Nino Lahiffe/Carapace

Luka Couffaine/Viperion

Marinette Dupain-Cheng/Ladybug

Alya Césaire/Rena Rouge

Kagami Tsurugi/Ryuko

Gabriel Agreste/Hawkmoth

Nathalie Sancoeur/Mayura 💋

Mystic Messenger

Yoosung Kim

Zen/Hyun Ryu

Jaehee Kang 💋

Jumin Han

707/Luciel/Saeyoung Choi 💋

Animal Crossing 💕

Apollo 💋

Cherry

Julien 💋

Raymond 💋

Marshall

Tangy

Colton

Whitney

Punchy 💋

Stitches

Muffy 💋

Diana

Zell

Lucky

Ankha

Chrissy

Francine

Judy

Kyle

Fang

Willow

Merengue 💋

Mott

Bud

Kicks 💋

Isabelle

Tom Nook

Death Note

L Lawliet

Light Yagami

Touta Matsuda 💋

Teru Mikami

Misa Amane

Naomi Misora

Kiyomi Takada

Mihael Keehl/Mello 💋

Mail Jeevas/Matt 💋

Nate River/Near

Total Drama Island/Action/World Tour

Trent

Gwen

Cody 💋

Noah 💋

Justin

Lindsay 💋

Sadie

Katie

Sierra

Leshawna 💋

DJ

Beth

Heather

Duncan

Courtney

Alejandro

6teen

Caitlin Cooke

Nikki Wong 💋

Jude Lizowski

Wyatt Williams 💋

Jen Masterson

Jonsey Garcia

Teen Titans (2003 cartoon version)

Robin 💋

Starfire

Raven 💋

Beast Boy

Cyborg

Jinx

Terra

Red-X 💋

Aqualad

Speedy

Bumblebee 💋

The occasional slasher

Michael Myers

Cory Cunningham

Billy Lenz

Brahms Heelshire 💋

Others to be added...maybe.

The general rules:

Fandoms will have their own rules in their own separate posts

He/Him and They/Them pronouns only

I have problems with menstruation so none of that allowed as I HATE thinking of my own

Polyamorous relationships are accepted and loved here but NO cheating 😤

No non-platonic/familial child/teen x adult

No incest of any kind

No angst without a happy ending

VERY EXTREMELY RARE sexual nsft 👀

Piggybacking off the last rule I prefer a Top/Not Penetrated reader

No matchups 😐

No OCs as main character/reader

Piggybacking again I will allow OCs as side characters

You may see mentions of my OCs as I love them

Some characters will be OOC and I have no shame about that 🤷🏾

All fanfics will have swears except for Miraculous

I'm bad at coming up with bad guys/villains so fandoms with baddies will take place during down time/right after a fight

I am slow and easily distracted so things will come out when I remember

My target audience is me first so if I don't like how a thing is turning out it won't be published

Again....this a masculine pronoun only blog. And before I get shit on by children and the feminine pronoun users........Fuck. Off. I'm here for the gays and theys. I've been on the internet for years and there's PLENTY of shit for y'all.

[sphireath-wisp]

#Obey me

#So Cliché! = Them as classic and overused Korean Drama cliches/cliche scenes <33 -> Various Characters x GN! reader

#I'm the Villainess?! Sypnosis: Being transported into the historical manhwa you were reading is no fun, is it? What's even worse is that you're the villainess in this story! But wait! Something's off. You've tweaked the story and changed the course of fate. What route will you take now? Warnings: Strong implications of F! Reader (since we're talking about manhwa), not proofread, Alternate Universe, (kinda) close resemblance to the original plotline of the OG universe #1: Prologue #2: Beelzebub, the General #3: Mammon, Leader of the 'Underworld' #4: Leviathan, The Fallen Noble #5: Solomon, the Rogue Scholar #6: Satan, the Cursed Heir #7: Belphegor, the Exiled Strategist #8: Lucifer, The Grand Duke #9: Asmodeus, the Royal Concubine #10: Diavolo, The Chosen Hero #11: Barbatos, The Personal Butler

[creampie-capital]

✦「Asmodeus x Demon! Reader」✦

ɴᴀᴍᴇ║ Avatar of Lust: Asmodeus

ᴏᴛᴏᴍᴇ ɢᴀᴍᴇ║ Obey Me! One Master To Rule Them All

ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ║ 7,694

「ᴀꜰʟ」 𝟏𝟖+ 「ᴘᴡᴘ」 ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ━━━➤ 「ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀʙʏ」

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

❝ɪ'ᴍ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ❞

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Do not steal, copy, or repost anywhere. My work is currently on both CREAMPIE_CAPITAL on wattpad and Imtropicalbaby on Quotev. If posted on another account or website, please report and notify me immediately.

Now onto the smut :)

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Ah~, just like that."

Asmodeus flared his nose, his hands scrunching into a fist by his side. The moans and mewls that came from inside of your house had everything in him twisting.

I have to go in.

No, don't.

Yes, yes do it.

She's busy.

I have to talk to her.

She won't even look at me.

I'm her favorite, though.

I was her favorite.

She loves me.

She loved me.

He couldn't take it anymore, his hands moving on their own to grasp the door handle and enter your home. The first thing he witnessed was the shoes slackly lying in the middle of the entryway.

And then your groans filled his ears again; the feeling of his chest burning was greater than most pain he had ever felt.

Begrudgingly he followed the noise and ended at your living room.

He should have known better than to see the sight before him. He could hear it already, the sound of skin slapping skin and the wet squelching noise.

Already he knew what was happening; he didn't even need to see it. He knew what you were doing, but this would be the only time he could get you to speak to him.

Asmodeus thought that what happened before was punishment enough, but at the sight, he'd rather lock himself from the world than see something like this.

Your hands should have never been wrapped around Belphegor's throat, squeezing it tightly with your nails digging into his soft pale flesh.

His younger brother should have never been beneath you, dominated in such a manner that he used to be in.

And then, when your passionate gaze flickered up to meet his, that grin that flashed across your face was like an attack. Like you physically had struck him with intention of utter pain.

Even though you knew he was there watching everything, you didn't stop. You rolled your hips on top of his brother and let go of his throat only to grip his cheek and bring his face to yours.

You connected your lips with Belphie's while maintaining eye contact with the avatar of lust. Your tongue swirled with the young males before you sucked on it lewdly.

It was something that made Belhpegor quiver in pleasure and Asmodeus tremble in rage. "You're gonna c*m, arent you~?" You suddenly asked aloud.

You asked the question staring right into the male's orange and yellow gradient eyes even though the question was meant for the younger brother.

The torturous action had the fifth oldest biting into his bottom lip, drawing blood that quickly disappeared.

"Please..." The indigo-grey-haired male suddenly mumbled. You were the first to break eye contact as you glanced down at the brother beneath you.

"Say it louder." You demanded with your tone more than commanding.

"Sh*t." He cursed and grunted. His hands found their way to your hips, but you grasped them and pinned them above him on the couch.

"Did I say you can touch me?"

Belphie's plump lips parted to speak, but instead of words leaving his mouth, it was a cry of pleasure as you ground down on him, forcing him as deep as possible inside of you.

Tears glazed over his violet and pink gradient orbs. The sight caused you to grin, it growing when a single tear dribbled down his flushed face.

Leaning forward, you dragged your tongue across the trail and savored the taste of his salty tears that were from the overwhelming pleasure he was receiving.

"Please, (Y/n)!" The second youngest avatar suddenly cried and bucked his hips upwards against your crotch. "I-I need to c*m. F*ck, I'm begging you."

You didn't say anything for a moment, but then a coy smile shifted onto your face. Releasing the male's wrist, you lifted your hips and crept down onto your knees on the ground.

All the while, you kept your gaze locked with Asmodeus. He watched as your fair hands that he once used to hold and kiss grasped his brother's c*ck and pumped it.

He watched as you brought your face forward, engulfing the tip in your mouth that used to kiss and suck onto him.

It was as if he was unable to breathe, the sight alone wrapping around his throat and squeezing.

"Hng~." The indigo grey-haired male tangled his hands in your hair, careful not to pull it since he knew you hated it because of your tender head.

Your tongue rolled over his tip, your teeth slightly grazing across the sensitive head that caused the male to buck his hips. He pushed his member farther into your mouth, pushing into your throat.

If it wasn't for you not having a gag reflex, you would have flinched back. But because of who you are, you could take anything.

You were made for this.

So to Belphie's enjoyment, you pushed him farther down, allowing for him to feel your tight throat squeezing his c*ck.

"I-I-" He struggled to even speak, his mind so absolutely boggled and his body so overstimulated.

Asmodeus knew exactly how his younger brother was feeling; after all, he used to be in his position. The experience he was feeling was something only you could bring about.

Slowly raising your head, his c*ck fell from your mouth as his pre-c*m leaked from the hole in his tip. Saliva dripped onto his throbbing member as you began to pump him once again.

You pressed his head against your lips and kissed it sweetly. All while staring into the fifth oldest avatar.

"Close?" You asked the male with a sultry voice.

Belphegor was a mumbling mess, his words incoherent as his bare stomach contracted.

A hum left your lips in a pleasing manner at the sight.

"Do it. C*m." Once again, you demanded in a commanding tone that could rival the demon king himself.

With one loud cry, thick hot jets of c*m shot down your throat and pooled within your mouth. The salty liquid was bitter, but still, a flavor that was different from everybody else's.

You swallowed it without complaint; even sucking harder that was too much for the male. He was already in a state of oversensitivity due to finally c*mming after his third denied org*sm.

He couldn't help it; his hands tugged on your hair. Immediately your half-lidded eyes opened and your gaze was harsh. Your hands dragged down his abbs and stopped at his waist, where you dug your nails into his skin.

"Sh*t, ow~" He cursed, his head flying back against the couch.

After he was finally empty and you were satisfied with everything, you pulled away and waved your hand over his face. Those beautiful glowing eyes of his were now hidden behind his eyelids as he fell into a state of unconsciousness.

Now that it was over, you stood to your feet and moved the fabric of your top so they covered your breast. Your demon form was rather revealing in itself, but what could you say when you were a terrifyingly powerful demoness?

Your reptilian-like tail stirred in the air behind you while you crossed your arms under your chest. "As much as I love having an audience, you were not invited, Avatar of Lust."

You were smiling, but your voice was sickly sweet and displayed your hostility. Asmodeus couldn't help but cringe at your words; it was so difficult not hearing you not calling his name anymore.

The male realized he was being distracted again and cleared his throat. "I know, but I needed to speak with you. We need to have a talk."

As if the male had spoken the most insulting words ever, you recoiled back and scrunched your nose in anger. "The absolute confidence and audacity you boys have never ceased to sicken me." You snapped.

Asmodeus inhaled a shaky breath and attempted to strengthen himself up. "I'm serious, (Y/n). You can't keep going around and f*cking my brothers to get back at me."

His sentence made you giggle slightly before taking a step forward to the male.

"See, here's the thing." You started with your heels following suit like a musical tune. You grasped the male's face in your hands, your (f/c) nails pressing into his pale flesh.

A closed-lip smile appeared on your face, one of your canines sticking out and pressing into your lip. It was such a sweet smile but the absolute sinister gaze in your eyes made your expression anything but kind.

"I don't f*ck with it-" You pressed your nails harder into his skin and drew blood. "-cheaters."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"(Y/n), please get your a** of my desk."

"Aww~Do I have to? Maybe if I open my legs, you'll change your mind, Lucifer?"

The black-haired male sighed and smacked your face with the packet that was in his gloved hands. A pout formed on your lips as you crossed your arms under your chest.

"You still smell of my younger brother." He started and flicked the pen around in his other hand.

"Huh?" You asked and looked down at your clothes. "But I showered and even took a flower soak."

Lucifer couldn't help but roll his eyes. "We're different than the other demons, and you know that. With stronger powers, our scents are also more potent. It'll take a lot longer for it to naturally go away."

You rolled your glimmering (e/c) orbs and looked down at your perfectly manicured nails. "Well, that sucks." You mumbled.

The eldest Avatar sighed while setting his paperwork on his desk and leaning back in his chair. His black and red gradient eyes bore into yours, silently observing the features that he had known for so long.

You were the one person who used to stand by his side in the Celestial Realm. Strongest amongst the strongest, the seraphim nobody could go against.

The only six-winged angel that stood just below god, and the only angel other than his sister that had also lost god's love.

There was a long period of time where he was without you, his only friend, and that was when you were cast away and sent here.

You had pledged to the Demon King before Diavolo's father, then the current Demon King, and soon you, in turn, would do the same to Lord Diavolo.

He could only describe you as the way you are now, constantly needing validation for having your own father despise the power that grew in your soul.

God made you who you were and cast you away when you weren't like the others.

"What's with that look?"

Lucifer blinked a few times before bringing a finger to his lips. "I was just thinking." He mumbled while training his attention on his paper-covered desk.

"About what?" You probed and sang it softly.

Your oldest friend didn't say anything for a moment before flickering his gaze back to yours. "Nothing in particular, really, but I'm also curious about how long you'll torture my younger brother."

His words made you groan and shake your head in annoyance. "However long I please." You retorted. "What he did absolutely broke my trust, the one thing that is most important to me."

"I know." The male replied.

A distant look displayed across your beautiful features as you looked towards his window. "As a demon, I want nothing but his suffering and pain. But...a part of me still yearns to be the angel I used to be, and regain my faith in even someone who wronged me."

"You want to forgive him?"

"Forgive? No, I'd rather die than ever forgive anybody at all."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

Shortly after you left to deal with some paperwork for Lord Diavolo, the fifth oldest demon brother arrived at his older brother's office.

His fist weakly knocked on the door, and he was let in after a quiet moment.

"How can I assist you, Asmodeus?" Lucifer sought while setting his pen down upon his desk.

The champagne-haired colored male relayed an awkward laugh and rubbed a hand across the back of his neck.

"I was wondering if I could speak to you about something."

Lucifer already knew what he wanted and leaned back in his chair. Again he placed a gloved finger against his lip and thought quickly to himself.

You were his closest friend, and there was a bond ever so strong the two of you shared. But the male before him was somebody he considered a brother, and that bond was just as strong.

"Sure, I'd be happy to be of help. What is it?"

"So..." Asmodeus started and thought about his words carefully. "(Y/n) and I are at a rocky period right now, and no matter what I do, she won't even talk with me about our situation."

Lucifer bore his gradient eyes into his brothers and inhaled deeply. "If it is a relationship problem between the two of you, then I suggest going to her than to me to complain about it."

The Avatar of Lust clicked his tongue and pouted, his arms crossing under his chest. "I tried." He whined. "I can't even get past the first sentence. She won't listen to me or hear me out. She barely even speaks to me, and the only time she even remotely notices me is when she's busy."

"Asmodeus." Lucifer started, and the way his deep voice called his brother's name caused him to jump in slight fright.

"You knew what you were getting yourself into both times. (Y/n) implanted her trust within you, and you broke it. Something she never gained from the father was forgiveness, and that will be your own undoing."

Asmodeus deflated, his shoulders slumping over as he sighed deeply. "I know." He replied.

"So let it be," Lucifer stated. Asmodeus raised an eyebrow and looked up at his brother.

"Huh?"

The eldest demon brother shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. "Move on. It's over between the two of you, and since (Y/n) has no plans of forgiving you, then I suggest that you not bother her with it anymore."

The younger brother's brows furrowed, and his lips pulled into a thin line. "But I-"

"But you what?" Lucifer asked. "You are not an angel in the celestial realm anymore. You are not the jewel of heaven anymore. You do not need to be loved and adored by all."

A sickly sweet smile appeared on the eldest demon brother's lips. "After all, if you didn't try to be loved by all, you might still be with (Y/n)."

Neither brother spoke, the room surrounded by an awkward bubble of silence. How right Lucifer was, and the simple fact stabbed a hole in Asmodeus's heart.

"But," Lucifer started and pulled out his D.D.D. He placed it on his desk while turning it on. "You are my brother, and (Y/n) is my best friend. The negativity that surrounds the both of you is rather unsightly and distracting. I will help you this one time, but you owe me."

A smile graced Asmodeus's well-cared-for face. "Thanks, Lucifer!"

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

"Are you sure you're going to be fine?" Diavolo's voice filled your ears through your D.D.D.

"Yeah, of course. Why wouldn't I be?!" Clear sarcasm lacing your voice causes the prince to sigh.

"Lucifer would be rather upset if you destroyed the House of Lamentation."

You danced your nails across the dinner table as you listened to the demon prince. "It'll be fine~." You sang dramatically.

"He'll forgive me if I do."

"(Y/n)!"

At the sound of the front door opening, a sigh left your lips, and you cleared your throat. "Alright, he's here. I'll talk to you later and let you know what's up."

"Okay, don't kill him, (Y/n)."

"No promises, of course."

Turning off your cellular device, you leaned back in your chair and crossed your arms under your chest. When Asmodeus entered the dining room and saw you sitting there, a smile couldn't help but grace his lips.

"(Y/n)! Ah, you actually came!" He called out, running closer to your frame but halted once he witnessed the intense glare in your eyes.

"Listen, Avatar of Lust, I didn't agree to come here out of the kindness of my heart. I'm tired of you following me around like a lost kitty and begging to talk to me."

The demon brother visibly deflated but nodded his head. He took a seat at the chair next to you and swallowed strenuously.

"Well, on with it." You stared. "I don't have all day."

Asmodeus swallowed thickly while nodding his head slowly.

"I just want to say that I never meant to hurt you. I-I Just-"

"You just what?" You asked and leaned your cheek into your fist that was supported on the armrest of the chair.

The narcissistic demon struggled to speak; nothing in his mind seemed right enough to tell you.

"This is a waste of my time."

Asmodeus's heart thumped in his ears, and he thought you were going to walk off, but you stayed. You just sat there in the seat at the end of the table, unmoving.

Because of this, the demon brother thought that he might have a chance to really speak to you.

"I love you, (Y/n)."

His words made your eyes widen, and the sound of his melodic voice saying words that he used to say all the time tugged at your heartstrings.

But the visible shock on your face quickly disappeared, and you appeared stoic once again. "What nonsense are you spewing? I agreed to come here to listen to your excuses so you can get over it, not for you to say such foolishness."

Asmodeus could only give you a nervous smile and twiddle his thumbs. He couldn't help but feel belittled in your presence.

Even if he was the Avatar of Lust, you were somebody far more powerful than any of the demon brothers. You were made to be above others by god himself, and when he cast you out, it only made your power grow stronger.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n). I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you. It was never my intention."

You stared at his beautifully crafted face with a blank expression. Neither of you said anything, just an uncomfortable bubble of silence that surrounded the two of you.

After a moment, you sighed deeply and shook your head. "I should have known better." You grumbled and flicked a strand (or braid) out of your face. "I really thought that a demon who only thinks and loves himself could ever do the same for me."

"But I do!" He interjected.

"But you don't." You responded smoothly.

Asmodeus's lips were clamped shut from your words. There wasn't much he could say or do because, at the end of the day, he was the one who did wrong.

"I know I don't deserve your forgiveness-"

"I don't even know how to forgive." You responded, not even letting him finish his words. "What I am doesn't allow me to forgive."

The male swallowed strenuously and nodded his head slowly. "I know."

You groaned aloud and shook your head. "All I ever hear from you is 'I'm sorry' and 'I know', my patience is running thin, Avatar of Lust."

"What I did..." The demon brother started, barely able to meet your strong gaze. "It was unacceptable, and I can't take it back, no matter how many times I wish I could. I'm not trying to give myself excuses, but when it happened, I wasn't able to think about anything but having another person adoring me like how I used to be-"

That was it; you couldn't take it anymore. The anger that was boiling under the surface had become too great for you to hold back anymore.

"Shut the f*ck up!" You hissed, your body flinging out of the chair and your demon form taking over your normal appearance.

Red and black horns protruded past the hair on your head and curved into intricate designs. The red corset took the place of your shirt and cupped your breast, accentuating it.

Your bottom was covered by nothing but the deep black undergarments that were connected to the matching stockings.

Red bottoms protected your feet, and the sharp heel was already digging into the floor.

Your long obsidian-colored reptilian tail emerged from just above your bottom and slammed onto the floor with a heavy thud before swaying hauntingly in the air.

And finally, the last to transpire was your beautiful ebony-colored wings that flared out behind you.

The sight was just as beautiful as it was frightening, and before Asmodeus could even speak, the obsidian-glowing tail wrapped around his throat and squeezed, bringing him off the ground.

Choking noises were the only thing the male could do as he struggled against your tail. His colored nails dug into the extremity, attempting to free himself, but it was to no avail.

"P-Please..." He barely managed to get out.

You stared at him with an unaffected expression, even crossing your arms absentmindedly under your chest.

The color was draining from his face, and his struggle was starting to cease. At the sight of this, you released him only for your tail to carry him around his waist.

Asmodeus sucked in deeply heavy breaths, coughing aloud while you began walking out of the dining room and making your way upstairs.

Before he could even speak, he found that the two of you had arrived in his flowery and lavender-themed room.

Your tail flung him on the bed as black rope appeared in your pretty hands. You wasted no time binding his wrist to the columns of his canopy bed.

"(Y/n), what are you-" He stopped speaking when his gaze finally met yours, and he witnessed the absolutely deadly expression that had him cower back.

You took a seat next to his body and gripped onto his leg, just below his knee. "If we want to talk about how we used to be - of what we used to be - then I'll remind you."

It was enough of a shock to the champagne-haired colored male. You never spoke of what had happened to you, or your life as an angel in the celestial realm.

What he knew was from what Lucifer and Lord Diavolo had told him. And it wasn't much.

"A seraphim, the highest-ranking angel with six wings. Like how you used to be Jewel of Heaven, they called me the goddess of ascendancy." You started while your gorgeous wings twitched.

"When father made me, he wanted somebody like him that could understand his struggles. He wanted somebody to emphasize with, and he didn't realize that it would in then create me, a woman."

You spoke the last word with venom that the champagne hair colored male could feel the hate.

"My gender wasn't a problem after first; no, it was the power that I gained from him people that continued to grow endlessly. Could you believe that God began to fear a woman because she gained too much trust from the humans and angels?"

There was a grin on your lips, but it was anything but pleasant or kind.

"By gaining their trust and belief, I had grown in power. That feared God, and it was no help that as a female, I was seen above the other males. Above Micheal, above Raphiel, and even above god. A woman wasn't supposed to take the main role; she's only supposed to be a supporting persona."

Your grip on his knee grew tight.

"I was loved and adored by all until God declared me a sinner. Declaring that I grew narcissistic and cared only for myself. Claiming that I grew wicked and unholy."

Your (e/c) orbs flickered up to meet his gradient ones.

"So then he cast me down from the celestial realm and forbade me from ever leaving the demon world. And I can still remember like it was yesterday how much it ached to be here. The heavenly powers I gained dissipated, and I was left empty, weak, and in undeniable pain."

Your grip on his knee weakened, and you moved your hand to be on his upper thigh.

"And then The Demon King before our current one came to me and saved me. He helped convert me to a demon, and then I realized what I truly should have been. I was the angel of trust and faith, but then I became something even greater. A demoness of dominance and supremacy."

Slowly you removed your hand from his body and placed it where your heart lay. "Instead of gaining trust and faith through confession, I gained it through the mutual trust of intimacy when I dominated."

You gave him a coy grin.

"If there's no trust between the two, then there was never any consent. I go as far as my partner wants, and there is an agreement that If I were to go too far that I would stop. The power I gained from something that connected two deeply was far greater than what I had ever received as an angel."

Your thick reptilian tail danced behind your figure menacingly.

"But just because I was a demoness didn't mean that I was evil. I abide by my mutual agreements and never took anything too far. I know what I used to be, and I understand that I can no longer be that. And I don't mind because the freedom I have now is something I never realized I desperately wanted."

Slowly you began to crawl on the bed and over that male's body. You brought your face close to the other demon and stared at him with an unreadable expression.

"My sole purpose is to gain trust, and I gave it away to someone for the first time. I gave you my all and even fully committed to someone for the first time ever."

You brought a hand to his face and made him stare into your glimmering orbs. "For years we were together, I gave all my trust to you, and I was starving. I didn't obtain any more from anyone since I was with you. And you don't even understand how terrible it was. How I could never be full and always felt like I was missing something. But I didn't do anything about it because I loved you."

And then you laughed hysterically.

"Then I felt it one day." You hummed and moved your hand down to be above his heart. "This burning sensation in my soul that took away all my strength. And at that moment, I knew something I gave away was broken."

Pressing your hand down against his shirt, the male suddenly hissed, pain erupting in his beating organ that knocked the wind out of him.

"The promise we made to be committed only to each other was broken. And in so, it was as if my own soul was being split apart."

Harder, you pressed, and the louder the male screamed.

"You have no idea how much it hurt." Your glare was sinister. "How betrayed I felt."

And then your hands rose to his throat, where you squeezed with unimaginable strength. A strength that already had his throat bruising.

"I trusted you, I gave you my strength, my reason to live, only for you to throw it in my face because I wasn't enough, right? My love and trust weren't enough; you needed it from others, right!? Everything is only about you, right!?"

Asmodeus struggled to speak, tugging on the rope, and even when he transformed into his demon form, he was unable to break loose from your constraints.

"(Y/n)...please." He could barely get out.

As if coming to your senses, you quickly released his bruised throat and looked down at your hands. "Ah, it seems I'm rather angry."

Asmodeus coughed, pathetically inhaling air as tears couldn't help but fall from his orange and yellow gradient orbs.

When you saw the salty liquid flowing down his pale face, you displayed a fake expression of affection. "Aww." You cooed and leaned forward, your tongue tasting his tears of grief and impediment.

"Maybe I'm just pinning it all on you. Maybe I failed as a lover. Maybe I failed to give you what you needed."

You smiled at him, your canines showing as you slowly sat down on his lap. Your nails resting on his clothed abbs.

And then you pressed down, a hiss leaving his lips.

"Nah."

Giggling, you lowered one of your hands to his crotch, where you palmed him softly.

"I never failed. I did everything in my power to make our relationship work. I gave you everything."

He was being degraded, and forced to come to terms with what he had done. But he couldn't hate you; he just couldn't.

It was no help that you sat on top of him, touching him like how you used to before. His arms were bound like before, and he was left with no power.

You witnessed the tent in his pants grow, his member hardening beneath his black slacks. Of course, he was reacting like this; how could the wh*re not?

Slowly as if you had all the time in the world, you undid his zipper and pulled his semi-hard c*ck out of the slit in his boxers.

It was slightly pink, the head a tint dark, and already had a clear liquid leaking from the hole. You hummed at the sight, slowly placing a smooch on the tip.

"You loved when I kissed it."

Your voice rumbled against his member, it twitching in your hold and growing slightly harder. Asmodeus swallowed thickly, his lidded eyes watching your face, your lips, your tongue licking him.

You trailed the flat end of your tongue from the base of his shaft up to his head. Your saliva smeared across the surface and dripped onto your hand that clasped around his member at the bottom.

The demon brother's body twitched, his breathing growing ragged while his body was becoming hot. Soft, barely audible grunts left his lips, and you could tell he was trying to hold himself back.

That was unacceptable.

"You loved it when I took you all in my mouth."

Your lips parted, widening as you engulfed his member within your mouth. "H-Hng~!" A moan he couldn't hold back echoed in his room.

You pushed him farther, letting him reach the back of your throat as you lowered yourself on him. The Avatar of Lust tugged at his restraints, his hands balling into a fist while his hips bucked upwards.

He could feel the sweat oozing from the pores on the back of his neck, dampening his hair and the collar of his shirt.

Your tight throat wrapped around his member, and his whole body spasmed. "Sh*t~"

You looked up at him, your cheeks hollowed and drool dribbling down the corner of your lips. Your eyes connected with his gradient ones, and you saw so much l*st.

Pulling back until only the head of his c*ck lay on your tongue, you grazed your teeth like a feather touch over the sensitive tip.

Asmodeus's hips bucked upwards, his member being pushed back down into your throat. His actions caused your eyes to harden.

Immediately you removed his member from your mouth, lifting your head as saliva dripped down onto his shirt.

"Did I say you could do that?" You asked and slowly sat back in between his legs. "This is your punishment."

Asmodeus was already panting, his breathing broken and unrhythmic. "(Y/n), please." He begged, but you shook your head.

Your fingers wrapped around his slimy c*ck and began pumping up and down. Warm hands, hot sticky saliva, all of it adding to the pleasure that was shooting through his veins.

His stomach tingled, contracting slightly as the pleasurable sensations filled his veins. He was feeling so good.

Pre-c*m was leaking from his hole, and you made sure to lean forward and lick at it like a kitten would with milk.

Asmodeus was already starting to feel feverish, as if the temperature in the room had risen. It was taking everything in him to not beg, to plead for more.

He knew he couldn't, this was his punishment, and no matter how badly he just wanted to beg he would never get anywhere.

His teeth grit as he presses his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Those bound wrists of his grew raw, red, and bruising so darkly.

His d*ck throbbed painfully, aching for more than just your hand. He wanted your warm throat back around him, squeezing as more and more of your saliva drenched his boxers and pants.

And to his pleasure, your mouth returned back to engulfing his tip. Rolling and sucking while your hands pumped along his long shaft.

"F-F*ck." He grunted in a low, muffled voice.

His leg's tingled, slightly overstimulated. His balls ached to be touched, for your mouth around him like before.

Asmodeus's stomach contracted, his ribs pressing against his skin as a tight tingling sensation in his abdomen formed.

He was going to c*m soon. He was going to reach his high and become enveloped in the euphoric sensation of his org*sm.

Beads of sweat dripped down from the side of his forehead and trailed down his jaw. Everything was so hot as if he was too close to the sun for comfort.

Closer and closer is org*sm rose. Bordering near to the edge of his high but not quite reaching it.

He grunted, his c*ck twitching in your grasp, sending the sensation through all his veins. He was going to c*m the more you kept at it.

It has been so long since the male was overstimulated like this, desperately aching to reach his high.

The demon male felt like he would f*cking die if he didn't c*m. It was torture, and he hated that he deserved this.

A tear of frustration fell from his left eye. You were pumping your hand faster than before now that you knew is org*sm was so close.

It was right there. Right there. Taunting him with the fact that he had yet to reach it.

And he was about to reach it...until you pulled away. His gradient eyes bulged out of their sockets, his mouth hanging open like a window.

"N-No...No!" He tugged, hauling at the restraints around his wrist. His breathing was erratic, his legs squeezing against your own while his hips bucked upwards.

"(Y/n)."

You shook your head while stepping away from his body and off the bed. Saliva and pre-c*m dripped from the corners of your lips and down your chin.

Your hands were covered, slick and sticky from everything. Mindlessly you wiped it on his lavender-colored blanket and stained it, uncaring.

"You hated it when I denied you your org*sms." You mumbled almost to yourself before training your gaze to meet his. "But tonight, you definitely deserved it."

He whimpered like a brat, his cheeks reflective from the tears that had fallen.

You observed your appearance in the mirror of his vanity against the wall. Flushed cheeks, puffy plump lips, but eyes that looked so annoyed.

It was a mirror you used to gaze into before when you were with the demon brother. And now you were gazing into it once more.

Slowly you turned back to gaze upon the mess of a brother that lay constrained to his own bed. Ah, you used to love him so much.

Care for him with everything in your heart. The effort you put in really was all just a waste of time.

What a waste of time.

"Asmodeus."

The male shivered from the tone of your voice. He swallowed hard and looked up at you.

"How much do you want me?"

You crawled back on his large bed, your legs caging his hips as you grasped his cheeks in your hands.

"I want you so bad, (Y/n). I miss you so f*cking much."

You didn't say anything, thinking, just thinking about everything. There was so much going on and a lot you had to confront.

"Please, (Y/n). Please love me."

Blinking at his words, you took a shaky breath.

"I wish I could."

The male shifted his head and kissed your palm before continuing down your wrist. "I'm sorry." He whispered against your skin.

His words made you sigh heavily. "You are a special one." You mumbled and leaned forward so your lips could connect with his.

Immediately your tongue had entered his mouth, tasting sweet candy but also his favorite Mango-Flavored Little Devil's Gelatin Parfait.

It had been so long since you tasted such a sweet dessert, so long since you tasted it on him.

While your lips moved in sync, one of your hands snaked down and unbuttoned his sleeveless black shirt. His abs were free, and you couldn't help but drag your nails against the firm muscles.

And then, when your fingertips grazed against his semi-hard cock - the demon brother flinched - his hips bucking as he gasped within the kiss.

Pulling completely away from his face, you licked your lips and began pushing his pants completely down.

You stopped once it reached his knees and pumped his slimy member.

"(Y-(Y/n)." He hummed and leaned back against his pillows. Your other hand went to your undergarment, pushing it aside and pressing the tip against your entrance.

Slowly you lowered your body, feeling as the head of his member stretch your walls. The male sucked in a breath, his adam's apple bobbing while he watched himself be enveloped by your body.

The more you lowered down, the more you could feel the prominent veins on his shaft that protruded against the skin.

Pressing your pretty hands into his abbs, you didn't stop moving until he was fully inside and pressing against the entrance to your womb.

Asmodeus's gradient eyes were half-lidded, his lips parting with his head leaning back against the pillows. He was succumbing completely to your warm wet walls that felt like heaven.

He was twitching already, grunting already, and you hadn't even done anything yet. It was no surprise; you were just so good at it all.

"Enjoying yourself?" You asked with a slight giggle at the end.

The Avatar of Lust nodded his head almost in a drunken manner. He once again pulled at the black rope and hissed at the blazing pain of his raw skin.

"Good." You whispered while bringing your face to his neck. Your wet lips kissed at his pale skin, bringing about a blazing heat underneath his body.

Gradually your hips raised, your bottom in the air as only the tip remained within your velvety walls. You could feel his chest's unnatural rising and fall from his deep breaths.

And when you drove yourself back down against his crotch, his whole body quivered. Your name spewed out of his mouth with a desperate cry.

His head was thrown back, the bruised skin of his throat on display as well as the sweat that coated his pale skin.

Your hips moved with a rhythm, the muscles of your thighs flexing while you used your strength to keep yourself steady.

Like a flip of a switch, like magic, Asmodeus was a complete mess. Spewing incoherent words and moans.

You moved up his jaw leaving behind kisses until you reached his lips. You wanted to taste him again with an urgent need.

The pleasure, the passion, the desire, it was so strong and shared by the two of you. Sweaty bodies pressing against each other and lips moving together in a desperate manner.

Asmodeus once again felt it. That unbearably tight tingling sensation in his abdomen, signifying he reached the peak of his org*sm.

It had his c*ck twitching, pulsating inside of you. His pre-c*m was leaking and smearing his crotch with the white thick liquid.

"I'm gonna c*m soon." He mumbled in between your wet kisses. His voice was so coarse and guttural you almost couldn't believe it came from the male.

A smile formed on your lips as you pulled away to look down at him. He looked so cute with those pink cheeks and bruised lips.

The male licked his lips and heaved a shaky breath when you suddenly started to grind slow, hard, and stimulating.

"C-Can I-" He could barely get the words out. Grunts and groans reverberated against his toned chest.

"What~?" You asked and cocked your head to the side. "Say it. Come on~. Be a big boy and tell me what you want~."

He breathed deeply, muscles flexing and his skin contracting against his collarbone. "Please...Please let me c*m inside."

A grin formed on your lips, your canines on display with a laugh echoing in the room.

"Huh...?" You hummed. "You think you deserve it?"

"Please." He breathed out, staring into your beautiful glimmering orbs. "Please...I'm begging you, (Y/n). I'm right there."

You didn't say anything for a moment. Asmodeus was unsure of what you were going to do but smiled when you leaned forward to kiss his lips.

His whole body was throbbing so painfully so that he just couldn't wait to c*m. Especially inside of you, which used to be his favorite spot.

There he was at his peak, where his abdomen contracted. His balls tensed, and his c*ck twitched.

He was about to c*m, but the sudden warmth around him disappeared. His eyes flew open, shock overfilling him when he saw your body off of his and your mouth replacing where your c*nt used to be.

He didn't have any time to complain or whine when he felt his org*sm hit. His abdomen tightened, his muscles flexed, and sweat dripped down the back of his neck as he finally came.

Asmodeus's hit his head this time against the headboard, but he made no reaction to the pain. Every desirable undescribable emotion flooded through his veins like adrenaline.

Your lips pressed against his tip, your hands pumping his length as he shot thick hot jets of his c*m onto his sweaty abs.

His stomach was covered, shimmering in his bodily fluids. The demon was trembling, huffing while breathing shaky breaths.

"There? Happy now that you came?" You asked, pulling away from his now limp member and removing your hands as well.

Asmodeus scrunched his nose fiercely, his brows furrowed in disappointment while shaking his head. "I thought you were"

"No." You interjected before he could finish. "You didn't deserve it."

His lips trembled, crocodile tears falling, which caused you to roll your eyes. You undid the rope to his wrist, the restraints disappearing into thin air.

"Now that it's all over. I hope you can finally get over this. I hope you can finally leave me alone." You told him while wiping your mouth with your forearm.

"But...I don't want to."

"But I don't care."

꧁𓊈𒆜 ━━━━━━━━━ 𒆜𓊉꧂

𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 signing out

[astrobolical]

Sanctuary Library

Here you'll find our carefully cultivated list of works for your perusal!

For now the Library has been settled into this one spot— things might move around in the future but for now take your time, find something you like!

Can’t find something? Please let me know! Oh— and please be wary of labels!

Genshin Impact

Xiao

When he realizes it’s love (f!reader)

Character x Character

When the truth spills forth (Alhaitham x Kaveh)

Honkai Star Rail

Gepard

When the captain’s off duty (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Sampo

A little white lie (ns.fw, f!reader)

Obey Me

Asmodeus

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Beelzebub

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Grabbing a demon by the horns (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Belphegor

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Leviathan

When you’ve got a cold (gn!reader)

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Lucifer

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Mammon

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Grabbing a demon by the horns (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Satan

Cute as a kitten (suggestive, gn!reader)

How likely are they to bite? (ns.fw, gn!reader)

Grabbing a demon by the horns (ns.fw, gn!reader)

The gentle side of him (gn!reader)

What in “Hell” Is Bad?

Beelzebub

To make you forget, if only for a while (Mildly Suggestive, gn!reader)

Leviathan

To make you forget, if only for a while (gn!reader)

Mammon

Just out of reach (gn!reader)

To make you forget, if only for a while (gn!reader)

Satan

Just out of reach (gn!reader)

To make you forget, if only for a while (gn!reader)

“Slow down, calm down, don’t worry, don’t hurry. Trust the process.”

[satsuma-saturn]

is it alright if i ask for some belphie fluff? reader is female, if that’s alright w/ you! ^^ the scenario : reader gets her period, and this time the cramps are bad. they get bad that it prevents her from sleeping, due to the pain swelling up in her. she wants to sleep, but cant due to the cramps, so she goes to belphie to help get her to sleep. ^^

You Should Sleep - Belphegor x f!Reader

A/N: okay, so this highkey sucks and it’s short. it started off kinda strong, but i lost inspo part way through. i'll probably rewrite it in the future, but i didn’t want to put it off for any longer, which is why it’s rushed. i hope you enjoy anyway

WC: 1189

Warning(s): mentions of period/pain

fic is below the cut :3

For hours, you’ve been tossing and turning, trying to find the sweet release of sleep. Of course, this has been met with no results, other than the excruciating pain you’re in. Not to mention, none of the brothers understand what you’re going through. Mammon called you a drama queen and Leviathan just wrote you off as being a stupid normie. Basically, they’re useless. You feel like an idiot for expecting a bunch of demon brothers to be of any assistance. The only remotely helpful brother had been Beel, who offered you a singular piece of chocolate, not that it did any good.

As you sit up, giving up on sleep, you realize that there had been one brother missing from the picture while you were yelling around in pain. Belphegor. Most likely, he had been snoozing somewhere in the house, but he’s hard to find when he’s napping. Being the Avatar of Sloth, he typically sleeps wherever, like on a couch in the library, or even on the landing of the stairs. That time, it had been dark in the house and you’d stepped on him, waking him up and enraging him. Even though he doesn’t like being woken up, he was just mainly mad about being stepped on. At the time, you were terrified, but looking back, it was actually kind of funny. You’re not in a laughing mood, though. Exhaustion seeps into your core, yet the pain keeps you awake, hardly letting you linger on the precipice of sleep.

However, thinking about Belphegor gives you an idea. Who better to help you sleep than the Avatar of Sloth himself? Though he doesn’t necessarily have any magic to help you sleep, he is a good cuddler, his body always warm and smelling like freshly cleaned laundry. You scramble out of bed, hoping to find the path to sleep, with Belphegor’s help.

Padding down the hall, you slowly and carefully open the door to the twins’ room. Peeking inside, you see that neither of them are present. Most likely, Beel is having a late night snack in the kitchen, as he does every night, but where is Belphie? You sigh, knowing that he could be anywhere in the house. From the start, you know you can eliminate all of his brothers’ rooms, as well as his own, but there are still many rooms left in the house. Maybe he’s in the attic? He spends quite a lot of time up there, though you aren’t sure why, since that had been his prison for a long time.

While you stand in the doorway of the twins’ room, you feel a presence behind you. You freeze momentarily, praying to Diavolo that it isn’t Lucifer. The eldest acts similar to a hall monitor sometimes, disliking it when anyone is roaming out of their rooms at night. However, when you turn your head, you see that it’s just Beel, probably returning from his late night snack time. He appears to be confused about your presence in the doorway to his room, so you quickly try to explain the situation to him.

“Uh, I was just looking for Belphie. He isn’t here, though. Sorry for just bursting into your room,” you ramble, moving out of his way.

“No worries. I think he’s in the attic. He spends a lot of time up there, even though he was imprisoned there for a while.” A slightly worried look crosses his face as he glances at the ceiling, as if he could see Belphegor through the ceiling. You look up too, only seeing the blank ceiling staring back at you.

“I’m gonna go look for him,” you announce, heading for the attic stairs.

“Okay, see you,” he says, watching you for a few seconds, before he enters his bedroom.

When you reach the top of the stairs, you can hear soft snores through the slightly ajar door. You push it open the rest of the way, spotting Belphegor nestled in the pillows and blankets, his hair tufting in cowlicks off of his head. Despite him being fast asleep, he is alerted to your presence, grabbing you and pulling you toward him, like a child grabbing their toy. Normally, you’d be fine with it, but the sudden movements brought on a new wave of pain in your uterus. Alarmed by your sudden yelp of pain, he’s alert, his eyes wide.

“Are you okay?” He asks, his arms still wrapped tightly around you. His voice is full of sleep, having just been ripped from it. You aren’t concerned, though, since he falls asleep quite easily.

“No,” you reply honestly, wiggling out of his arms and flopping down on the bed next to him. He lays down next to you, pulling you close.

“What’s wrong?” He asks, rubbing soothing circles on your back. His breath is warm on your forehead as he presses a kiss on it. You relax into his arms, closing your eyes.

“‘M in a lotta pain,” you mumble. “I have cramps ‘cuz of my period,” you explain, nosing into his chest.

“Oh,” he replies, probably unsure of how to reply. “That’s that thing that human women have to deal with, right? Like your body shits out blood for a few days?” You scoff in response.

“I don’t shit out blood, Bells. It’s--”

“I know. I had to listen to Satan explain it in extreme detail the first time you had it here. I didn’t care, but Lucifer wanted everyone to know, especially after Mammon thought you were dying. He’s just an idiot, though.”

“Okay. Anyway, the pain is really bad tonight and I’ve been trying to sleep for hours. Nothing I’ve tried has worked and it’s going to be worse for me tomorrow if I don’t get some sleep,” you explain.

“So close your eyes and sleep. I know I’m the Avatar of Sloth, but it’s not like I have some magical sleeping powers,” he quips. “Still, I guess I’ll let you sleep here and we can cuddle. After all, you always let me come to you for cuddles, so I guess that it’s okay that you came to me,” he says. He’s probably blushing, but you can’t see his face in the darkness.

“I know that, but I just--” The demon cuts you off, not giving you the chance to finish your thought.

“Shhhhh...go to sleep.” He slips a hand under your shirt to continue rubbing your back, his hand raising goosebumps as it touches your bare skin. The pain hasn’t exactly dissipated, but Belphegor’s presence soothes you. His lips press against yours, warm and slightly chapped. You make a note to buy him some chapstick. Soon his lips leave yours as he rests his chin on the top of your head. “You seem more relaxed now, and the sooner you get to sleep, the sooner I get to go back to sleep, so you should sleep.”

With a small nod of your head, you close your eyes in an attempt to fall asleep. The pain still churns your insides, but being in the arms of someone you love makes you feel at ease.

[another-lost-mc]

BEELZEBUB masterlist

➤ fics

bedside manner cw: minor sickness, hurt/comfort, resolved romantic tension

bloody appetite [ afab!reader | nsfw ] cw: vampire!au, rough sex, choking

team player cw: reader is a demon, strangers to lovers

➤ poly / multi-pairing fics

the attic [ gn!reader | nsfw ] belphegor x reader, beelzebub x reader (separately) cw: references to L16. relationship and kink negotiations, blood kink, jealousy/insecurity, voyeurism

one for all [ gn!reader | nsfw ] the demon brothers x reader cw: vampire!au (demon brothers are vampires)

➤ drabbles / thirsts

sexting with beel [ nsfw ]

when he has wings [ nsfw ]

➤ headcanons

when it's mc's turn to cook

when mc needs a little TLC [ gn! + afab!reader | nsfw ]

shopping for beauty supplies

high-achiever mc struggles at RAD

mc is reborn in the celestial realm

when they go down on you [ afab!reader | nsfw ]

living with a rich mc

your first kiss [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

the demon brothers go into heat [ afab!reader | nsfw ]

when mc is quiet in bed [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

f*ck lucifer! (jokingly)

oral distractions [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

mc sends them audio porn [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

mc that feels burnt out/numb

where they bite mc (as vampires) [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

why they don't want to be vampires

would they use a love potion on mc? [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

when they randomly lick mc [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

being with a shy mc [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

mc drives them on a road trip

going to the movies

when movies make them cry

lactation kink headcanons [ gn!reader | nsfw ]

what they wear to see Barbie

chubby demon headcanons

watching over your human family

how the little d's act when you date the avatars of sin

when they hurt you by accident

when they find out you have a fwb [ nsfw ]

when they find out solomon is your fwb [ nsfw ]

watching the movie se7en [ nsfw ]

shadow-walking with mc

summoning their shadow forms

how they mark mc [ nsfw ]

when mc is a professional f1 driver

when they turn into their symbolic animals

when mc has a reversible plushie

when it's mc's birthday

sharing the same birthday with mc

➤ return to the obey me! masterlist

[toru-oikawas-milkbread]

The Obey Me Characters Responding to you Butchering Their Name | Pt.2

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: Once again, I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter. Honestly only doing a few characters or having two chapters today is almost a relief sometimes because occasionally it’s troublesome trying to come up with so many responses 😅

In this chapter, the characters are: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, and Belphegor!

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

[strawberry-cowmilk]

Somebody requested this, so here we go. to the person who asked this: I hope I did your idea justice!

the brothers with a mc who has ankle-length hair

-> brothers x mc

mc is described as being female, not proof read

content warnings: the hair is able to reach the ankles and is shiny

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Lucifer

lucifer doesn't really mind what somebody else looks like, but he has to admit he's intrigued by your hair

he's curious as to how it would feel to the touch, but he'd never directly ask you to feel it

overall, lucifer does lowkey like it until it clogs the shower drain

Mammon

mammon loves your hair, and he feels like he's claimed you as his when he plays with it

every time one of his brothers gets a little too comfortable around you, he'd say something like 'yo, mc lets me touch her hair and no one else, so my human, not your human!'

one time he asked you to sell some of it, though

Leviathan

levi may malfunction from time to time because your hair reminds him of anime hair

if you really want to give him a heart attack, put on the hana ruri cosplay and style your hair like her

even if your hair color is not the same, levi will still be praising you from the floor while crying

Satan

satan doesn't really mind it, short hair, long hair, bald, it's all fine with him

but do you know who do go crazy over your hair? cats, they love to brush past it, walk though it, you name it

that's why satan invites you to come to the cat cafès with him a suspicious amount of times, he likes it when the cats come to you

Asmodeus

'oh mc, your hair is just too beautiful, but not as beautiful as mine! and so shiny, what products do you use?'

walking into asmo's room is the same as walking into a hairsalon

every time you go in, he's gonna want to try some new style out on you

Beelzebub

beel doesn't really mind what you do with your hair either

until he tries to go to some sports game and the staff confiscate the snacks he tried to sneak in

now, every time you go to an event together, you style your hair in a way you can smuggle food in

Belphegor

belphie likes long hair

every time you take a nap together, he falls asleep playing with it, he cuddles against it, he loves the smell, you name it

every time you want to go to the salon for a haircut, belphie may or may not try to stop you until you explain to him that trimming it is needed in order to maintain it

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a/n at the end: Writing the last part for Belphie reminded me of something that might be useful to some of you. Remember I'm not a hairdresser but if you want to grow your hair out, please please please regularly get the ends trimmed when needed. No, those 'split end fix' products don't fix the issue, they only seal the ends together, the damage is still there. (I think). I have long hair and I made these mistakes, and ended up having to chop a ton of hair off. Don't be like me lol.

[ethereallyari-books]

A Night with Lucifer.

Genre: smut

Warnings// let me know if I missed anything so I can add it// whimpering, whining, Cum, mentions of cum, breeding, cum tasting, overstimulation, begging, dominance, oral, making out, demon sex, aggressive, /// READ AT OWN DESIRES. Viewer discretion advised.

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He lifted your legs and pulled you close so his hips met yours. He leaned down to place a kiss on your lips. Taking a soft moment to look in your eyes and give a smile. You winced a bit as he went in. His tip stretching you ever so slightly. A hum rising from him as he pushed in deeper. A soft moan that only continued to grow left your lips.

He held your hands down. Holding you in a mating press as he bottomed out inside you. Feeling how lovely and wet your insides were. How warm it felt around him.. he kissed your neck and whispered in your ear. “I love you, I’ll love you all night long and for the rest of forever.”

You nodded and whimpered as he started slowly thrusting. It only hurt for a bit, but that pain quickly turned into pleasure. Two bodies connected. Two hearts became one. He held your hands interlocked as he thrusted into you. His hair falling in front of his face. Grunts and groans escaping his lips. The room was filled with lewd sounds of moans and mewls. Hips rocking together and the slapping of his skin on yours. The sound of your juices mixing together. And the sound of the popping fire.

“Oh Lucifer~ p-please.” You started to beg. Beg for what exactly? Who knows.

“Please what? Mngh~ use your words Mc.” Even in such an intimate moment he showed his dominance. Hot really. Giving butterflies in one’s stomach.

“More. P-please I need more of you.” Your hands moved from his and wrapped around his neck.

You wanted more, and more he would gladly give you. He started to speed up. His whole length inside you. His cock reaching places unimaginable and scratching against all the right spots. His crimson eyes started to glow a bit as his horns erupted from his head and his wings sprouted from his back. You really bring out the demon in him. Bring out his most sensitive instincts and his most powerful desires.

His wings started slowly flapping behind him. Which only made him fuck you kire aggressively. Roughly. Scratching into back and loud moans danced from your tongue. Speaking of tongues, his mouth connected to yours. His tongue exploring every inch and crevices of your mouth. Dancing against yours like the most beautiful tango. The smacking of lips and rolling of hips was enough to hurl you into your first orgasm. He kissed down your neck as your back arched. He slowed down a bit but kept going just as hard. Your legs shaking as you were slightly overstimulated.

He pulled out of you and quickly dipped between your thighs. Slurping and sucking on your clit. He wanted to taste you and all you had to offer. He licked you clean and ate ul all your juices. Humming in pleasure just from the taste of you. His cock was throbbing and twitching. He jacked himself off a few times and groaned. He looked up at you. Your face was flushed red and you panted out. He waited a moment, giving you a soft break…before he stood up and flipped you around. Helping you get into the right position as carefully and quickly as possibly. Having you bent over on all fours.

His soft black wings tiptoed against your skin. Sending goosebumps all over. He trailed his hand up your back, pressing into your arch. His other hand rubbing your ass and giving it a nice smack. He chuckled. Didn’t talk much but his actions spoke louder than anything he could’ve said. He realigned himself up and slide back into you. His hand on your back trailed up more, snacking around your neck and giving it a nice grip. His chest pressed against your back as he thrusted into you.

His Grunting turned into moans. His thrusts were faster. Yet becoming sloppier.. “Fuck, MC. You’re gonna just sit there all pretty and let me fill you up like this?”

He gripped your hips with one hand. Thrusting harder and deeper into you. The pounding of his hips starting to sting your ass. He used two fingers from the hand that was around your throat and moved them into your mouth for you to suck on. He was moaning loud and proud now. How could he not be filled with pride? His precious MC bringing him so much pleasure. Just that thought alone was enough to get him all riled up. Your muffled moans sung out like the most beautiful song. He gave a few more thrusts before you felt that warmth inside you. He bit your shoulder letting out a muffled moan of his own. His fingers sliding out your mouth so he can wrap both arms around your waist.

Moaning loudly and holding you in place so he could fill you with his seed. Enough for it to drip out. He breathed heavily and held it there. Catching his breath and kissing the back of your neck as he slowly pulled out. Whimpers escaped you as you felt his cum fall out of you. Your legs now like jelly as you collapse down onto the bed. He rubbed your back. “Oh you did so good MC. As perfect as always.” He leaned down and kissed your head. “How about we take a nice warm bath together… listen to a record and perhaps watch a movie as we whine down for the evening. Would you like that?”

He spoke softly and was so gently with how he handled you.

“Y-yes please.”

[kannra21]

Hii, i have like THE BEST IDEA

Can you write a scenario with MC asking the brothers + the dateables (minus Luke) to recreate the Kim Kardashian s€x tape ?

I would be so exited to read that😩

Hey!!

I'm not a writer and I never wrote nsfw before but I'd be damned if I didn't try. 😂 I did the thing just for funsies, so enjoy.

🔞MINORS DON'T INTERACT🔞

F!MC asking the brothers + dateables (minus Luke, Thirteen, Raphael and Mephisto bc I don't know them well) to recreate the tape

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LUCIFER

He did his paperwork in his secret study as usual when you entered the room, holding a small camera in your hands and mumbling that silly question under your breath. Nice going MC, there's no turning back now except digging your hole a bit deeper into another circle of hell and maybe, just maybe, ending up burning yourself. Which would be plausible considering the look that Lucifer just gave you. Now the ever-burning flames of inferno didn't seem half so bad of an idea.

The avatar of pride smirked, clearly enjoying the newfound situation you got yourselves in, "I'm sorry MC but I think I didn't hear that correctly. Could you repeat it?"

You felt embarrassment tugging at your every nerve. You knew exactly how much he was enjoying poking fun at you. That idiot. That jaw-dropping, head-spinning, stupidly gorgeous idiot.

"It's just that you overwork yourself all the time and I could use a break from studying you know..."

You hid your face behind the stupid device that barely served its purpose and fell silent to his teasing.

He stood up from his seat in a calm demeanor and started undoing his tie, putting up a little show just for you.

"There's no need for excuses, my love. I missed you just as much."

He came up to you, threw his tie around you and pulled you gently towards himself. Your smaller frame now pressed slightly against his own but still leaving enough room, making you wish for more. His soft baritone voice tickled the left side of your ear and sent shivers through your body, "I suppose a small break wouldn't hurt anyone. What is it that you wanted to show me?"

He doesn't know much about the Kardashians or reality shows in general. He's more interested in human art and culture... and you, a different sort of art (haha such a simp). When you showed him the tape he thought it was a bit tasteless, no offense (the tape is from 2007 after all).

You ended up creating your own sex tape that was hundred times more sensual and passionate. He fell head over heels for you, especially for your "lady in the streets, freak in the sheets" attitude. Family breakfast the next day was totally awkward considering that everyone ate in complete silence. They knew exactly what happened yesterday because your moaning resonated through the entire house. Asmo broke it by admitting how happy he was for both of you and you covered your face in shame. In contrast to you, Lucifer was clearly unbothered. His reasoning was that "this act is completely normal for two people in love". In fact, he was so proud to have the most beautiful gf in all three realms. And, of course, he was happy that others knew just how good his dick made you feel. His and nobody else's.

Usually he drinks demonus or gold hellfire newt syrup to put himself in the mood. Now he's using the tape to remind himself just how perfect you felt under his touch and he's already good to go.

MAMMON

He was in the middle of a call with his modeling employer when you suddenly, and quite shamelessly, proposed the idea to him. The poor guy couldn't bring himself to speak anymore, his face was aflame and his pants felt unusually tight.

"Ss...s..sure I'll c..call you tomorrow. YES I'm fine! I'm TOTALLY fine haha! *dies inside* See ya." *ends the call* "MC YA CAN'T JUST SAY THAT DURING AN IMPORTANT CALL, MY HEART ALMOST GLOCKED!" He was too cute like this.

Of course he knew about the Kardashians, one of the wealthiest families of the human world (which he wishes to collaborate with someday... okay, maybe steal a couple of values while he's at it). He heard of their line of men's wardrobe and cosmetics. People were spreading it all over social media and it would be a real shame if he didn't take the opportunity to shoot his shot. However, he wasn't familiar with the tape (which was the reason behind their popularity to begin with). When you showed it to him, he was so turned on- eyes roaming everywhere but the screen in front of him and his face flushed in embarrassment. The tsundere was back in town.

"Are ya okay with this? I...I mean, of course ya want to do it with The Great Mammon, who else? It's just that... I wanted to check if you're ready for this..."

By this he meant if you're ready to lose your virginity to him this soon. He wasn't expecting you to take his hand and literally push it in your pants, you idiot. You were so wet for him that every ounce of his rational thought flew off the window. He growled, took you in his hands and threw you on the bed with him. From this moment you knew- you won't be leaving his room anytime soon.

You were so lost in the moment that you completely forgot about the whole filming thing, so there was a promise of the next time and Mammon's heart swelled with joy.

If you thought that Lucifer was the possessive type then you were greatly mistaken. Mammon is the avatar of greed, it's practically engraved in his name. He bought you a cum necklace so that "you'll always have a little piece of him with you wherever you go". Demons have a more sensitive smell than humans so it'll drive them away. You take it off when hanging with the bros because you don't want them to look at you weird. No worries, Mammon will make it weird nonetheless. He'll give you his cologne just in case his brothers got any funny ideas. He wanted to ensure that you were absolutely taken and that none of them would even think about making a move on you during his absence. You don't see a problem with it since you love Mammon just as much. To make it even- he's wearing your own version of the necklace and keeping some of your belongings in his car like hoodie or panties for him to jerk off with.

LEVIATHAN

He was playing video games when you knocked on his door.

"What's the secret phrase?"

"The second lord attempted to steal the Lord of Corruption's platypus, which could lay golden eggs. Having incurred the wrath of the Lord of Corruption for this misdeed, it was ordered that the second lord would be forever dubbed The Lord of Fools."

"Secret phrase authenticated. You may enter."

It was funny how you still played this game with Levi although you knew each other well by now. It's not that he wouldn't let you in his room- little things like knowing specific info from his favorite series meant a lot to him. It showed how much you cared about him and his interests. When you entered, he greeted you with a big smile on his face.

"Hey MC, I'm playing Bad Demon Slayer! Would you care to join me?" When you explained the motive for your arrival he showed clear disinterest.

"Ew, no offense MC but why would we do this normie stuff? We're better than this."

"Because my idiot bf is incapable of giving me the time of day. You weebish, pathetic excuse for an otaku." You had already noticed his face flushing and tent growing in his pants.

"I..I have a suggestion." *he hands you his console similar to the Nintendo Switch you had at home* "This will help in distracting you from whatever I'm about to do, o..okay?"

You liked the idea so much that you instantly stripped down and spread yourself wide open in his bathtub. Since you were playing the games on his console, it allowed him to push and poke and test whatever piqued his interest without making it too awkward, at least for himself. Your occasional moaning helped him with figuring out what made you more comfortable and, once he got the hang of things, you felt so good that you completely forgot about the console and everything you were able to think about was him. He used his tail on you and let's just say that you discovered a new kink you didn't know you had. After the first round, he insisted on going again so you watched anime porn (hentai?) to get yourselves into the mood which you did. After the second round, he wanted to try out cosplay but you needed a short break to catch some breath beforehand. Jeez, what have you done? You "unlocked" a sex monster. After the third round, you laid together in each other's arms and dozed off.

"I guess this is one of the fewer normie activities I'm able to tolerate," he murmured and you laughed in his chest. His bathtub wasn't exactly the most comfiest bed in the world, but it was great because it squished you together and you enjoyed the warmth that his body provided. You also loved his notable cedarwood fragrance with musky notes. Funny, you would have never taken him for the type who uses cologne because he's almost never leaving his room. Still, it was a nice detail.

He's still unable to look at the tape, so you were more than welcome to keep it. Pls keep it haha!

ASMODEUS

A special event is being held at The Fall and all the big names have been invited. So, naturally, he needed to look extra pretty for the occasion and that's why he needed YOUR assistance. Yes, yours, because nobody else has a sense of style the way you do. And since you were helping him with all the "important life decisions", you were joining in on the fun + he paid for everything because he felt extra generous today (and because he needed to spoil his precious little kitten once in a while, it's all. ♡)

You spent hours on shopping, then beauty salons and afterwards you visited the massage center since you were, as Asmo claimed- "walking the entire day and in need of a fulfilling relaxation experience ♡".

You came back home, stored all your shopping bags in your respective rooms and entered the jacuzzi (another excuse for relaxation). You talked about all kinds of topics- some viral DevilTube videos, beauty tips, your love lives, even sex poses.

To Asmo, it came as a second nature- he was the avatar of lust after all. Being the more experienced of the two, he discussed every type off the top of his head and gave his honest opinion on it. What he didn't know is the effect this had on you and your tights rubbing together to help you ease the frisky feeling building inside. Spending time with Asmo was such a common occurrence for you that you completely forgot that you were sitting in a luxury tub resembling the "Temple of Love" in Versailles with a guy, both butt-naked as the day you were born. You either never really paid attention or you were seriously that oblivious, but the way his wet hair shone under the dim chandelier lighting or the way his muscles barely protruded through his lean form, did things to you. He noticed your eyes wandering and not just around water covered in rose petals. Asmo learned a long time ago that you were immune to his demon charm, so he thought that discussing sexual subjects with you wouldn't be such a big deal but apparently- he was wrong.

"Oh, sorry MC. You should've told me to stop the moment I started talking about it... Unless you really liked what you heard~"

When you suggested the tape idea, he was overjoyed. Of course he's familiar with the Kardashian tape- the start of western indulgence. Only Diavolo knows how many times he was summoned to satisfy the deepest pits of humans' carnal desire. Humans were impure creatures by default, and although you bore angelic blood thanks to Lilith, some things never changed. You weren't like any other human though- you were special to him.

It was already evening when you arrived home so the "bathing time" was prolonged until you decided to switch to his bed and practice "another form of relaxation". Long story short- Asmo's the best at aftercare and you felt like a literal princess. You kept the tape and made sure you gave him the copy the next day. Although he refused to watch it because of the new sex poses he wanted to film with you depending on your schedule. Oh, you're worried that you won't be flexible enough? Don't worry, you'll be~

SATAN

You were minding your own business when someone knocked on your door.

"Hey MC!"

"Not today, Satan."

"What?"

"Nah forget it, it's not even funny. Come in."

When he entered your room, he handed you the book that he borrowed from you and lent you something from his own collection as well. You were holding a book marathon where each was supposed to read at least one book per week, considering that the read was meant to be quick and easy on the tongue, since you didn't want to burden yourself with more work on top of your school responsibilities. Satan came up with the idea because he wanted to "spread his horizons" and you just so happened to bring your favorite juicy stories from home this weekend. It... wasn't exactly his cup of tea to begin with, but that's why he insisted on it so much- he wished to enjoy your interests without unnecessary judgment or criticism. Reading was all about having fun. Refusing to read different genres was equivalent to closing the doors towards greater knowledge. You were watching him expectantly, wearing that shit-eating smile as you waited for him to share his final impressions on your latest recommendation. Needless to say- his face was flushed and his eyes were intently avoiding yours.

"Thank you for the book. It was... very erotic."

You burst into laughter and he "Oi"-ed in disappointment.

"Were you pranking me just now?! If so, your plan has definitely failed because I read the whole thing in just two days. It was no big deal."

"Oh, two days? So it was this interesting to you~" You enjoyed teasing him, partly because you loved how worked up he gets over simple things and he pinched the space between his eyebrows.

"I took the task seriously and read the whole thing as promised. It... wasn't that bad."

Your face perked up in curiosity and he continued.

"I appreciated the story's build up and the emotional aspect that the main heroine and her love interest shared. They gradually got closer as the plot proceeded despite all the hardships and it was overall an interesting read. Solid 5/10."

"Seriously?! You started praising it so well and then gave it such a shit rating! You're so contradictory."

"You know how much I love murder mysteries, this story didn't have any of them. Plus- I raised the rating by a number just because of the heroine's cat."

"C'mon you jerked to it. Admit it."

"... Ok 6/10."

"YES! XD" you cheered over such stupid reasons that he couldn't help himself but to smile a little. You were such an idiot, and yet he loved you more than anything. However, you caught him off guard when he processed your next words.

"We can... recreate some of the scenes if you want..." your request was followed by a short silence and you covered your face in embarrassment, "Forget it, it's stupid."

"I'd like that."

You uncovered your face and felt your heart skip a beat.

"Just make sure to lock your room so nobody could barge in on accident."

"Even so, wouldn't it be suspicious? I'm never locking up the doors. They'll wonder what's going on."

"Don't worry, they'll hear the reason."

He gave you one of his seductive smiles and your face went aflame. You rummaged through drawers for the keys which felt like decades to find, hands shaky from all the hurrying (and excitement).

Sure, he predicted Mammon or Asmo knocking on your door for whatever annoying reason. He wasn't expecting Lucifer of all people standing at your doorstep, asking you to join him for a moment. Perfect timing. Satan picked up the pace and pounded harder into you- your broken cries and moans and all the filth echoing between your shaky legs enough evidence for the (now traumatized lmao) avatar of pride to take his leave.

You suggested the Kardashian tape for your second round and he agreed to whatever, as long as he could feel more of you because your pussydrunk bf was this desperate for your touch aw.

He's not leaving your side the following day. He's a dotting bf and he's taking good care of you (mby I'm biased now but he's the best bf material, he'd always baby you so much it's almost impossible to believe that he's the avatar of wrath). He also made fun of Lucifer for walking in on you lol.

BEELZEBUB

Surprisingly, not horny at all unless you're exercising with him in the gym he visited so often. Other demons already assumed you're a thing considering that you're always arriving together. Despite no one wanting to approach you because of fear of getting on the giant's bad side, they still gave you side glances or checked you out briefly. And whether their interests were driven by hunger or sexual attraction, you managed to ignore it and concentrate on your workout. Well, for the most part. Which doesn't mean that you weren't feeling a tad bit uncomfortable with the whole situation. Sure, Beel was a dense guy from the day you met, but he wasn't ignorant of your problem and he wanted to help you the best way he could. He avoided fights and tried to talk to the owner about their gym etiquette. Sadly, to no avail. You were offered a security guard in case you felt threatened by other gym users, but there wasn't a need for it since Beel was built like two bodyguards combined. You were just hoping for some basic respect from fellow gym visitors. However, the owner couldn't give someone a restraining order based on just "a couple of glances". Disappointed, you returned to your training equipment and continued with your exercise.

"If you're still not feeling well we can leave this place. We're not required to stay here."

"It's okay Beel. Maybe he's right. Maybe I was just exaggerating."

The longer you stayed, the more irritating it got and Beel couldn't stand looking at you keeping up with everyone's harassment. He took your hand in his own and brought you to the changing room where he could at least make you feel safe. You both ate at the bench and talked about random things that put a smile on your face. Excluding his undying obsession with food, Beel could be very compassionate and sweet towards you, the way nobody else could be. You needed to watch your language around Lucifer. Satan and Belphie were troublesome. Mammon, Levi and Asmo annoyed you in their own ways. Other demons mistreated you. Only Beel felt like your safe place and it was in the middle of your conversation that you realized just how deeply you'd fallen for him... and how nicely his muscles shone under the white led lights of the empty locker room. You got bolder and asked him if you could lean on him to take some rest and he complied. You leaned your head on his shoulder and put your hands around his biceps. He was so strong... you really felt safe in his presence.

"If only they could realize that we mean business and leave you alone..."

Beel's thoughts gave you a naughty idea but you needed to ensure that he was absolutely okay with it. You suggested locker sex, so if they heard both of you, they'd most likely avoid you in the long run. His face turned bright red and you wondered if you'd crossed the line. To your relief- he wasn't bothered in the slightest. He locked the doors to give you some privacy but he didn't know where to begin with, so you showed him the Kardashian sex tape for the reference. One thing was sure- Beel was amazing at oral. In fact- he was so good that everyone at the gym knew and refrained from looking at you the moment you returned to your previous spots.

Your mission was accomplished and your day fulfilled. However, Beel wasn't nearly as satisfied as he would have liked, so he asked if you could continue with your ministrations at home. Your eyes were basically shining by now.

BELPHEGOR

He was skipping classes. You were skipping classes. You were alone at home. Only one logical conclusion could be drawn from this- you were napping (I knew what you were thinking perv no you didn't).

Belphie loved holding you in his arms during those peaceful morning naps because of how warm and soft you felt against him and he really liked your scent. It comforted him. You two were always hanging in the attic when wanting some alone time and although this was formerly the place he dreaded the most, it now turned into something special because of your first time spending together and your determination to get him out of there. You were so selfless at this particular moment. You didn't really have any use of helping him, but you still took it upon yourself to make sure that he felt loved again and he wanted to return your affection with the same measure, if not more.

One of the things he liked to do during those intimate moments with you was lightly trailing his fingers on your skin. It gave you goosebumps and it made him happy how comfortable he made you feel. And although he refused to admit- he was jealous of Mammon and Asmo for being the clingiest of the bunch and he hated sharing you with them. He loved his brothers, especially Beel, but he wanted to be the one who held that special spot in your heart and sometimes he wondered if maybe he was being too selfish in his wishing. He'd come to the planetarium every single night and wish for your happiness upon the stars. If only he was the reason behind your smile. Behind your moans and cries, your passion and love. If only. But he wasn't. Because of the way you held your gaze with Lucifer. The way you hugged with Mammon. The way you laughed with Levi. The way you flirted with Asmo. The way you snuggled to Satan. The way you ate with Beel. He felt insecure. Sometimes he thought that you're just sticking around out of pity so he wouldn't feel more miserable than he already did. He loved you, more than the human world itself. But he was afraid that he wouldn't live up to your love. That's why he needed to work harder for you. To be more approaching, more dearing, more territorial in a sense that won't make you uncomfortable which he feared the most btw. If only you knew how much you meant to him.

He hugged you tighter while spooning you and his silent "I love you" tickled past your earlobe. Unbeknownst to him, you harbored the same kinds of feelings for him as well. Sure, you were affectionate with his brothers, but that's all there is to it. Belphie was special- he listened to your problems and he comforted you on days when you didn't feel so hot. He was there for you in good and bad, through thick and thin. You were practically flooded with happiness when you heard those three little words leaving his lips.

Of course you recreated the Kardashian tape, Belphie gave you the dirtiest treatment worth of a slut that you are, but later on he only peppered you with more hugs and kisses. You loved your lazy foul-mouthed bf Belphie. ♡ And he loved you more than anything in the entire world.

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DIAVOLO

And there he was- the man, the myth, the legend himself. The Future King of The Devildom. Sitting mouth agape from the words that just spilled from your mouth.

"Why in the middle of our afternoon tea?"

"You either watch me touch myself right here and risk Barbatos walking in on the show or you take me to your room and fuck me like an actual demon lord."

"You're suggesting I'm not living up to the title?"

"You're acting like a pussy."

You were either really brave or really crazy, because any normal person would've run for their dear life by now to escape the strongest demon's wrath. But not you- the exchange student who dominated all seven deadly sins and did whatever the hell she wanted. Even Solomon looked up to your power despite being a skilled sorcerer himself. You were the reason the three realms almost broke apart. You were the G.O.A.T. and you knew it. You also knew how precious you were to Diavolo's plan in strengthening all the three realms through the exchange program so logically- he'd never hurt you. But you took it upon yourself to test his patience right then and there. Not only did you order him around, you also dragged his name. You expected him to throw you over his shoulder and fuck you senseless to prove what a demon of his caliber was made of. However, you were taken aback by his following reaction-

He smiled the sweetest smile but his words were like poison to you, "I take it that uncultured bitches in heat such as yourself didn't learn the basics of dignity when visiting other people's properties or dining at their respectable homes. Am I right?"

The shame that overflowed you was too much to take and you prayed for the floor to swallow you whole. You covered your face and wished to disappear into the thin air. Maybe being killed by The Crown Prince of The Devildom was a better option than being humiliated like this.

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm sorry. I thought it'd turn you on."

"... Why would you think that?"

"You're a demon so I assumed... well, I was wrong. And I'm so sorry."

The fact that you wanted to seduce him and not outright disrespect him put a genuine smile on Diavolo's face. Diavolo's problem was- sometimes he understood things too literally and he needed assistance in helping him explain other people's intentions. Being isolated from the outside world since childhood has taken a tool on his social life. Now he felt bad.

And while you were distracted by your chanting fits of "oh my god"s and "I'm so sorry"s- he knelt next to you to your left, took your hand in his own and kissed it delicately. The fact that the king himself was kneeling before you made you cry even more and the humiliation, shame and embarrassment were almost unbearable. Barbatos noticed your misery and offered his help but Diavolo refused and asked for some alone time. He wanted to regain whatever was left from your broken trust. He stood up and took you by your hands, making you stand up on your feet as well. He hugged you and held you like this until your cries died down to a whisper.

"It wasn't my intention..."

"It's okay. I know." Diavolo shushed you and kissed your head. And despite the readhead's attempts to make you feel better, you still felt like you won't be able to live this down. And it was true- the relationship between you two has majorly changed now and refusing you would only make things more awkward the next time you meet each other. You were lucky he liked you back tho. He bowed down to your level and whispered into your ear-

"Would you like to be my queen so you can order me around however you want? Because I wouldn't mind."

"You seriously don't have to-"

"I insist."

He put his finger under your chin and lifted it, locking his eyes with yours. Now you were the one at a loss for words.

"I'm a gentleman before I'm a demon, so I want to take things slow with you. Before I fuck you- would you like to go on a date with me? I promise that it'll be the best fun you ever had. But if I'm not living up to your expectations, you can leave and everything will be okay between the two of us. Please, don't feel pressured to stay because of what just happened."

God, what did you do to deserve him? Nothing. And yet he tried so hard for you that you couldn't help but comply. You agreed to go on a date with him and he was so happy that he scooped you in his arms and kissed you passionately.

Maybe you made a good decision after all. Although you were a hair strand away from losing the best thing that ever happened to you.

BARBATOS

Despite being a butler and a busy one on top of that, he always found time to meet up with you because of his power to see the future and choose the one which was the most convenient for both of you. Lord Diavolo forbids him from using his power for personal gain, but you were an exception to the rule. So he entered a couple of doors leading to a certain future situation to clean Young Master's mess, leaving him with less work and more time to spend with you. It was stressful and it was tiring, but he'd do anything to see your beautiful smile again.

It was unusual, he never felt like this towards anyone in thousands of years of his career. He swore to himself that he'd never lose sleepless nights thinking about the person he loves and yet there he was- thinking of nothing but you. You can only imagine the surprise on Diavolo's face when Barbatos gave him Mandragora Tea instead of Hellfire Rose Tea and he never makes mistakes, matter of factly. The demon butler has fallen head over heels for you. Congrats girl- you've gotten yourself a dream boat.

Because of his intervention with the future, he set himself a day-off and called you over to the Demon Lord's Castle on a baking date. You were making all kinds of desserts together and sampled the ones that didn't end up so well. A bit of cream remained on the corner of your lips and Barb would casually come up to you and kiss the remaining bits away, making you all warm and flustered. Your butler bf was so smooth in the most unpredictable of ways. Or was he planning this all along? You wondered how far into the future he could look to predict certain actions. However it may be, you felt safe with him. Moreover- it meant that he could warn you of all the troubles happening beforehand and assist you in the time of need. Despite being a powerful sorceress yourself, you felt like you could rely on him. That brought comfort to both of you because Barb took great joy in helping you.

Maybe Mammon was your first demon you made a pact with, but Barb was the last and he wanted to have the same impact on you the way Mammon always bragged about your relationship and emphasized how much it meant to him. Barb wanted to be special to you as well, and you proved it in your own ways by going out with him tea shopping or snuggling up to him in his bed listening to your favorite music.

He hated his tail being touched, but you were the only one whom he allowed to do so. He liked being close to you like this and you noticed that Barb didn't smell of anything in particular besides maybe a couple of herbs from the tea shop that you'd visited this afternoon. It's because of the nature of his job that he refuses to wear any strong fragrances and you hugged him closer in hopes that your perfume would somehow imprint on his own clothes. When he realized what you were doing, he kissed you and you stroked his tail which made him even more eager. You won't believe it- but your beloved demon bf is getting a hard-on from your touch only. Your hand gliding up and down his smooth and sensitive tail did things to him and he loved wrapping it around one of your limbs while making out or cuddling. It made you feel more connected and safe.

Barbatos never had a person he could trust himself with. He was always considered "the most powerful of all beings", but that's because he had never let himself rely on anyone else before. He always had his own back and that's how it has always been. Until the day you entered his life- so getting Barb to open up to you was a big deal by itself. And since then, the two of you have shared a special bond not even fate could break. Because he'd stop the passage of time dead in its tracks just for you.

Horny Barb was another sort of demon. The only thing that never changed was the way he treated you like royalty and you wanted to return the favor by recreating that hot tape everyone talked about. Don't get him wrong- he fucked before. But it's been such a long time and he wanted to make sure that you felt absolutely comfortable with him, so you discussed all kinds of things- from safe words to what toys you wanted to use. He thought of everything and ever since your first dating experience till this day- no one has paid so much attention to your own pleasure the way Barb did. He got off to your happiness and you knew he was a keeper from this very moment.

When you thought that you were done and prepared yourself for sleep- no, that's where the interesting part began. Barb can also open a portal to the dream world so brace yourself for more fun in another universe which, depending on your preferences, could be just as exciting and pleasurable. Wherever you go, he'll go with you because that's the kind of lover he was. Before he thought he could be this caring only towards Young Lord, but now you were of similar importance to him and he really hoped that Diavolo wouldn't make a big fuss over it which would be pretty funny btw.

No offense to the guys, but you asked Diavolo if you could change residences from House of Lamentation to Devil Lord's Castle and he agreed if it meant making your stay at the Devildom more comfortable. So you basically got Diavolo's blessing and Barb's room became your own. Now you were always together.

SIMEON

Ngl you were a bit surprised by the outfit choice when you first met at the RAD, him being introduced by no other than Diavolo himself. Why were demons so overdressed and angels so underdressed? Where was the logic in that? It opposed everything you ever learned at your religion classes. Now you felt like a total delinquent because a) you couldn't just ask an angel why he was dressed like a male escort and b) at a loss for words, you kept staring at his exposed hips and wondering if he wore a leotard or just a regular shirt underneath. God, the unholy thoughts that kept wandering through your head. And he smiled so politely as if he didn't know what kind of effect this had on you. Did he have any self-awareness? From a logical standpoint, you concluded that this might be due to them being holy creatures like that time when Adam and Eve were naked but not ashamed because they had a perfect conscience. But then again- he didn't look anything like an ordinary angel so logic couldn't be applied here. This was so confusing.

It confused you even more when he covered Luke's ears from hearing all the dirt that the avatar of lust conveyed. He was also familiar with kinks and you thought about whether angels were prone to consuming offensive content or if it was just Simeon. It made sense tho, because he was a writer in his free time- writing a good book requires lots of knowledge from different fields, so maybe he was more progressive and open to diversity than the rest of the angels who were just blindly following the rules.

The more you were hanging out, the more you realized how pure he was from a personal level. He was a shining example of an angel- always caring and thoughtful. So lovely that sometimes he'd catch you off guard by his rebellious side. He'd subtly flirt with you by touching hands and whispering sweet nothings into your ear when no one was looking, making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Angel was a daring one. And he could be anything you wanted him to be, as long as it made you happy.

He loved how good you were with Luke and in moments like this he'd imagine the three of you as a cute little family, away from Michael's threats and Diavolo's plans for you. It helped him face his challenges through the day. He hated the way Diavolo was using you as a means of pursuing his personal interests when you were supposed to have a saying in the matter too. He wanted to be your guardian angel, wrap you in his wings and never let you go.

That's what he did during one of Diavolo's invitations to the Demon Lord's Castle. Initially, the aim of the retreat was for demons, angels and humans to intermingle so that each could gain a better understanding of the other. What Simeon didn't like was the way everyone turned into their true forms, which didn't necessarily make them more intimidating, but they certainly had the upper hand in the situation and demons never really did that unless they were provoked into conflict. So Simeon took you to one of the rooms, seated you on the bed and you talked. You told him about Lucifer threatening you and hurting your hand, which was the first time you saw the angel this upset. He and Lucifer were good friends from back in the days and he didn't understand why he, of all people, would've done something like this to you. He suddenly grew very overprotective of you. He was grateful to Solomon covering up for him when he did because, if it weren't for him, only Michael knew what kind of disaster could've occurred. The worst possible outcome would've been the announcement of another war and tbh nobody would like that. He knew he didn't have a good feeling about this whole event.

First, he healed your hand and then he asked if you wanted to go downstairs and rejoin them, to which you decided to stay. You sat further on the bed, settled yourself between his legs and leaned your back on his chest. He then proceeded to put his head on your shoulder and wrap his hands around you in some sort of comfort position. You were surprised by the beautiful white wings emerging from either side of your body like they were shielding you from the outside world, forming their own bubble of vulnerability and protection.

Curiosity got the best of you, so you touched his feathers and he let out little noises from how sensitive his wings were. It made you laugh until you felt something poking at you from behind and he apologized. He expected you to be uncomfortable by his reaction only to realize that you were grinding against him and one thing led to another.

When you suggested recreating the tape, he was a little concerned and didn't approve of it right away until further conviction. He hated the way the celebrity couple did it because it was lewd and emotionless (which is the reason why they broke up). He wanted to make you feel loved, that's what he was always aiming for. But if that's what you really wanted, then he couldn't really say no to you.

You did a bit different version of the tape so that both of you could feel comfortable doing it.

Simeon was a big cuddler and he'd pepper you with hugs and kisses while holding you in his arms. You were meant to part soon because the devs were probably looking for you by now and you hated to disturb such an intimate moment between you. You promised to pay him a visit to the Purgatory Hall soon.

SOLOMON

Wizard grandpa! 🤠 You never really knew on what terms the two of you were because of his chaotic mannerisms towards you. One moment he was tickling you and kissing your cheek and the next he was suggesting buying you friendship bracelets. You were constantly tossed between the friendship zone and out of it and then back to it and then out of it again like some rodeo of never-ending doom. The rush of butterflies you'd get in your stomach would be replaced by the cold stabbing feeling of disappointment and when you thought he wasn't thinking of you in that way- he'd always come back to you to prove you wrong because Sagittarius people were this annoying (and cute). The mixed signals were giving you a headache and you seriously needed to talk to him about where your relationship was heading. To be frank- he wasn't the problem here. He always treated you so nicely and your heart was the one going through a terrible whirlpool of feelings. You were tired of feeling that way... so you made a move on him.

During one of your sorcery courses with him, you scooted closer to read a magic book together and when he reached for the potion in the opposite direction, you kissed the space between his jawline and neck and he froze.

You wondered if you had made the wrong decision but when he turned to look at you, he took your face in both hands and kissed you so deeply that all his pent-up affection he felt for you came up to the surface. He held you in his arms like he was assuring himself that this was truly happening and that it wasn't just one of his dreams.

When you parted for air, he pecked you once more to get your attention.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Why were you pulling this buddy bullshit on me?"

"I was afraid."

And then it dawned on you- you weren't open about your feelings for him either, so making you company was his way of keeping you close without complicating things.

"But now everything's okay... right?"

He bit the skin on his finger and drew blood, drawing a symbol on your exposed thigh from your hiked-up skirt, "More than okay."

He chanted a spell you weren't so familiar with. Suddenly you felt all hot and bothered and you realized this was actually Solomon's doing. It's not that he wasn't confident in his ability to pleasure you himself- he was, in fact, making your pleasure his top priority. Magic could be a great helper in achieving one's objectives and it wasn't all that graceless to rely on it once in a while. If it made you happy, then it's all the more reason for him to keep using it on you. Sure, he was taking pride in his work as the world's strongest sorcerer, but all that ego would soon falter when it came to you- the world's most adorable apprentice. A perfect match for his madness.

He was prepping you on your chair, eating you out on the table, fucking you against the bookshelves, bending you over the table and fucking you again. Your hips felt sore from hitting the table's edge all the time so he turned you around and put your legs over his shoulders to better accommodate you.

He was so good at this it made you realize that he's lived for a very long time, so ofc he had a couple of moves up his sleeve. You wondered how many lovers he's had before you and the thought made you jealous. Little did you know- the wizard in front of you had never had a serious relationship before and the reason why he put such a fast pace was because he was really nervous and really horny.

The moment you got his attention and told him to go a bit slower, he blushed so much. He didn't want to mess this up. All his life, since living in different realms, he had to remain strong by himself. And he's also been really lonely- being the only human representative in the world that wasn't his own must have felt exhausting. He'd use magic and potions to fill up his time... and to prevent negative thoughts from occupying his mind. His family, friends and acquaintances- everyone was dead and he was the last remaining human of his generation. Sure, he made new friends and met a supportive bunch along the way. Asmo took care of him on days when sadness and hopelessness got the best of him and angels were there to collect the remaining pieces of his broken heart and connect them into something more beautiful, which made him grow really found of them. And they all helped to a certain extent. Until he returned home and realized that he was all by himself again. That's how he felt at the beginning when he first entered the exchange program, but the more his lifespan prolonged- the more he came to terms that it was okay to embrace his loneliness. Except for the day when you came into his life. Another human standing by his side- you were nothing like the mean bunch at the Sorcerer's Society association. Sure, he may have had someone like that once. Or at least he thought he had, because the feeling he had for that person wasn't mutual. And he didn't have anyone else like that anymore.

You reminded him what it meant to love again, so the thought of losing you or your trust gave him a mini heart attack.

He confessed to you, every single thing, because he was tired of making memories of his own. He wanted to share them with you. And he wanted to be with you, if you allowed him to do so. (mby I'm biased again, but he's also the best bf material bc he clearly went through a lot and he's gonna fight for your happiness so that you won't feel the same kind of pain he went through).

Most demons are afraid of him because he's fairly unpredictable (and because he treats them like playthings lmao). But to you he was different- he showed you the most sincerest side of himself and you knew you could trust him hundred percent. And what's better than a man who's helping his beloved achieve her true potential? You loved your, ahem, interesting rewards after each of your sorcery accomplishments- especially your Kardashian sex tape that you oh so eagerly recreated with him. Your. gramps. is. whipped. Just pls don't use "grandpappy" as your word of endearment bc it would be a huge mood killer.

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Sorry for the grammar. I tried to fix it the best I could. 😅 I hope you enjoyed it.