#obey me x baby Mc

[yourlocalstranger123]

Hello! it's ✨ anon again could you do a hc where the MC becomes a baby and the bros take care of them?thx!I saw you are working on various things so please tell me if I'm being overwhelming with my requests and ofc take all the time you need and pls remember to take time for yourself!

Of course not! But like sorry if you wanted separately because im doing it all in one and maybe a different type of writing that you wanted

Obey me! Baby MC

(Could not find a picture)

Bold is reader

...

*slam!*

Mammon slamed the door open

Mammon: hey [name]! Got my Goldie! Let's go shopping with the great Mammon—....

Baby [Name]:...

Mammon:...

*few minutes later of staring at eachother*

Mammon: *faints*

Asmodeus: Hey! What's taking so long...OMG IS THAT BABY [NAME]?! EEEK SO CUTE! I need to post this on my social Media!

Satan: What are you yelling for? I can hear you all the way...here...I'll be right back—

*Asmodeus runs with the baby to the dining room*

Lucifer: what are you running for? I-...Asmodeus why on Diavolo ARE YOU HOLDING A BABY?! WHOSE BABY IS THAT?!

Asmodeus: shhh, you'll wake up them! And it's [name], why on Diavolo would I ever kidnap a baby?

Levi: WHaAAAaAaA?! THATS [NAME]?!

*door slams open*

Satan: IM BACK BI—

As Satan snatch the Baby [name] from Asmodeus, Belphie is strangely awake

Beel: *whispers* Can I eat it?

Belphie: no. It's [name] and why on hell would you eat a baby???

Beel & belphie:.....

*meanwhile with Mammon*

Mammon:...was it a dream? Has to be, no way that could be [name]..ima just go..

*back in the dining room*

Asmodeus: you said that taking pictures wasn't necessary!

Lucifer: it is.

Satan: Then why are you doing it?

Lucifer:...

Satan:...

Belphie: you all are doing it.

*currently with [name] wearing cat ears and tail*

*beel doing a hand pose as if eating a burger*

*baby [name] walking towards Beel*

Baby [name]: beel! Beel! :D

*baby [name] plops into beels hand*

Mammon: Hey! Have you seen [name]? I had a really weird dream—

Everyone in the room:....

*dies of cuteness*

Here's some alone moments with some brothers

Lucifer;

Lucifer: Oh Lord Diavolo...I don't think my heart can take it.

*Baby [name] trying to write with Lucifer to help him with work*

Lucifer: lucifer come on, you can do this. Just don't do it, don't do it, don't do it, don't do it—

*squish* he did it

Baby [name]: bah?

—K.O!—

He squished [name] cheek

Satan & Asmodeus a bit of Diavolo & Barbatos

*[name] wearing many outfits and most with cat ears and tail.*

*in the background Satan yells at Asmodeus about what you should wear*

*continues to argue*

*meanwhile with Diavolo and Barbatos*

Diavolo: why does the baby that Asmodeus posted looks like [name]?

Barbatos: I do not know, but it looks quite cute

*both of them happily smile*

Belphie & Beel

*[name] being a pillow for Belphie*

Belphie: must not crush [name] do not crush [name]

Beel holding out his finger to you: cute...

Baby [name]: *nom* *nom*

Bonus:

[Name] back to normal self: why is everyone oddly happy today?

Luke: dunno

Meanwhile with everyone just staring into nothing, smiling.

[zephyrchama]

It's the middle of the night. The house is still. All is quiet.

You don't know why you woke up, or if you're even really awake. You're just vaguely conscious. The room is dark, but you're too tired to open your eyes anyway. It's time to go back to sleep.

Your feet are hot. The fact doesn't register in your tired mind, it's just a subconscious feeling that makes you instinctively readjust your feet. You try and shake off the blanket to cool down.

It doesn't work. You move again, nothing changes. Your body knows something is amiss and at this point is waiting for your brain to process what's happening. Your feet are hot, and heavy. When you try to cool off you are rooted in place and there's an uncanny sensation you can't place. It feels prickly.

You wake up enough to crack open your eyes and adjust to the dark room. Conscious thought is booting back up. Everything seems normal - the door is closed, you're under the blankets, everything is where it belongs. Only your feet are really, unusually warm, and something is moving on them.

You sit up in a stupor to discover Belphagor at the end of your bed, wrapped in his own blanket, distinguishable by his two-tone hair peaking out from the sheets. Only he could be comfortable sleeping in such a bizarre curled-up ball by your legs with your feet, of all things, as his pillow.

You experimentally try flexing your toes. The demon reflexively bites your foot until you stop. Perhaps a habit picked up from Beelzebub?

Luckily, the covers soften any real damage. Unlike his dangerous twin, whose bite could be fatal even with protection, Belphegor's gnawing is rendered harmless. It doesn't happen unless you move in some way. The mystery is solved.

You lay back down and sink your head into the pillow. A weird talk might be in order once morning comes, but you can deal with some warm feet for one night.

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#951 GOT EM'

Luke: Noni...Dad, I got suspended from school…

Barb: WHAT?!?! What did you do?

Luke:  My teacher pointed at me with a ruler, and he said “There is an idiot at the end of this ruler”

Mc: And…?

Luke:  I asked which end…

Barb*unable to contain his laughter*Okay, you just made my day~

[devildomwriter]

We Broke Him

[hopeluna-archived]

Personal headcanon that the HOL household is very careful about going too far with bullying Mammon ever since MC snapped at all of them and was oh so close to making their life a living hell (pun intended)

It doesn't even matter if MC is there or not, you insult Mammon, here just sign your death sentence.

[budbuddnbuddy]

Little obey me headcanons (Pt 1)

(Pt2)

A/n:Just things I think the obey me characters would do/ think/like along with worldbuilding stuff. Nothing too major, but there’s also some suggestive stuff so look out for that. Sorry for not posting in a while school sucks. :(

After seeing all the happy endings in fairytale books and stories or just anything in general, Satan commonly thinks of having a “Happily ever after.” with MC.

While Belphegor, has no ass or tits he does have some cute thighs, when it’s warm in the devildom the chances of you seeing him lounging about the house in booty shorts and thigh highs are up by 70%

The celestial realm and the Devildom are super behind when it comes to technology, while the Devildom is catching up it’s still all over the place, so when MC brings up the moon landings or anything about humans going into space they’re gonna think that you’re joking…..until you show them proof.

“Wow, you really weren’t lying when you said that humans actually made it to the moon.”

“I told you! I’m sure if we get some people who work in NASA down here, we’ll probably be able to go to the moon in the Devildom too.”

“…the fuck is a NASA?”

I’m a firm believer that there is someone out in the human world, wether it be a family member or friend or coworker, SOMEONE was looking for MC when they were first summoned. Argue with me all you want but you will not be able to convince me that one day their boss wasn’t like: “MC hasn’t come into work in like a week.” other people can care about them too >:(

Asmodeus has definitely given some Devildom skincare products to MC. Whether they make you look inhumanly glamorous or burn off half your face is up to you.

There’s BARELY any public transportation in the devildom, no buses, cabs, airplanes or anything like that. You want to get somewhere without driving? Put on some comfortable shoes cause you’re gonna have to WALK.

However Diavolo does send chauffeurs (or carriages if it’s a royal/political event) to nobles and the brothers to get to the castle or if they’re just going somewhere with him. Which is how you guys got to the castle for the 3 day retreat.

You know those pics from hidden paparazzi or fans of celebrity couples out together on a date or walking around holding hands? There’s like a bunch of them with you and the characters in the Devildom. Most common ones to see with you are: Mammon, Beel ,Belphie, Asmo. The ones on the rarer side are: Lucifer, Satan, Diavolo, Simeon, and Solomon. The ultra rare ones are: Barbatos and Leviathan (but both for very separate different reasons)

There’s been a major skyrocket in human attraction, not just in the Devildom but a bit in the Celestial realm too, I guess Simeon was eyeing and twirling his hair at you a little too much for the angels to contain their curiosity. Hehe.

[latinokek]

Diavolo definitely overspends on MC. I'm talking like thousands of grimm. Sometimes they run out of room and Diavolo feels bad and starts with the whole "..Do you want me to return them?" He never does and gets really sad when you ask him to.

[devildom-moss]

Flowers for Them (Lucifer)

Continuation of a request where MC returns the favor for the characters giving them roses. Kind of a sequel series for the Roses for You series (links here)

Lucfier x gn!MC

(Suggestive)

Word Count: +700

Pink wisteria

Lucifer had been working so hard recently, and with Diavolo’s latest project taking up much of his time outside of school, you rarely saw him over the past few weeks. Even when you offered your help, Lucifer insisted that he had everything under control.

“As long as I have you waiting for me, I can handle anything.”

His words popped into your mind as you snuck into his bedroom. You were determined to surprise him and melt his heart, and you were certain that seeing a vase of pink wisteria and you, waiting patiently for him to get home, would cause Lucifer to break into that shamefully delighted smile that only you could bring out. After setting the vase on his coffee table, you plopped down on the edge of his bed.

The entire room smelled faintly like Lucifer, but his bed clung to his scent more – or maybe his scent clung to the bed. Then again, maybe they held each other so desperately for the sole purpose of luring you into Lucifer’s bed. His scent was a comfort to you, and as the wisteria slowly perfumed the room, you found yourself inching up his bed until your face was buried into his pillows. Before you could think to pull out your phone to check on Lucifer’s whereabouts, you had fallen asleep.

When Lucifer returned, he entered his room without turning on the lights. However, the unexpected floral scent caught his attention before your gentle breathing did. He blinked a few times, allowing his eyes to adjust to the darkness. There was just enough moonlight filtering in through his windows that Lucifer could see the light pink petals of the flowers you left and your familiar outline, curled up in his sheets. He sat down at the foot of his bed and stared at the flowers before turning back to you with a gentle grin. Lucifer laid back in his bed so that he could face you. His rough hand reached out for you and caressed your cheek where the moonlight had been lucky enough to touch you, casting a shadow over your face.

The gentle caress of Lucifer’s hand caused you to stir in your sleep, and as you opened your eyes, his sweet smile – the one you were hoping to see – came into focus. He patiently waited for you to adjust to your surroundings and return his grin before he inched closer and snuggled into your chest. Only when he had buried his blushing cheeks against your body did he find the strength to whisper, “You’re full of surprises tonight.”

“Good surprises, at least, right?”

“Wonderful ones. Thank you.” His tone was so soft and gentle, and you could tell that he wasn’t quite sure how to respond to someone being sweet to him like this. Diavolo had made his attempts, but it wasn’t the same. When you were kind to him, every bit of tension melted from his body – and he melted right along with it. “What kind of flowers are those?”

“You don’t know?” you scoffed – surprised that he couldn’t identify them.

“I know it’s a human world plant; give me a break. It’s dark, I’m tired, and human world flowers aren’t my forte,” he grumbled against your chest. His pouting struck you as cute, and you kissed the top of his head in response.

“They’re pink wisteria, baby boy.”

Lucifer squirmed at the pet name and quickly readjusted in your arms, hoping you wouldn’t realize the effect you had on him. “Did you pick them for a special reason, or. . . is it just because they’re pretty?”

You laughed. He was surprisingly shy today, dancing around the question he really wanted to ask. “Do you want to know what they mean?”

“Yes.” If he had not been so comfortable and at ease in your arms, Lucifer would have been mortified at how transparent he was to you. With little thought, he quietly added, “please.”

“It means a number of things: affection, tenderness, lust. It’s a symbol of devotion that can transcend death, and for humbling yourself before a lover. And it’s given to say, ‘I cling to you.’” Your grip tightened around Lucifer slightly, as if to say, “as I do now.”

Lucifer could feel his face burning and his heart racing. How were you able to make him feel like this so easily. He gulped before speaking, “Did you rest well in my bed?”

“Yeah, it’s pretty comfortable,” you admitted. “Why?”

“I just wanted to make sure you got some quality sleep,” Lucifer pulled back to stare at you before continuing, “because neither of us will be getting any more rest tonight.”

Mammon | Leviathan | Satan | Asmodeus | Beelzebub | Belphegor | the others

(If there's no link, that character is coming soon-ish)

[certifiedlucifersimp]

Baby!Satan : Goodnight Mammon

Mammon : Good night

Mammon : *accidently leaves the door a little bit open*

Baby!Satan : .........

Baby!Satan : *combusts*

[still-a-morosexual-help]

Mammon in Nightbringer 11-1

[distressed-devilsitter]

Saw someone say that Mammon wouldn't eat MC out...lies and slander.

NSFW Blurb Below. Minors DNI. 🔞

Mammon is so so desperate for your cunt. He begs to go down on you. He's obsessed with it. The way it smells. The way it tastes. The way it pulses around his fingers...

Beelzebub may be the avatar of gluttony, but Mammon is ravenous. He eats you out like a starving man, your slick dripping down his chin and pooling on the sheets beneath you.

Mammon loves overstimulating you. He could spend hours between your thighs, tongue pressed into your folds. You try to pull him away, tugging on his hair (joke's on you he's into that shit.) He just moans and stuffs his face closer to your heat.

[love-fictional-ppl]

A/N: was supposed to be longer but I felt like this was good so we gonna keep it a blurb😭

Nightmares are something Lucifer is used to unfortunately. Not because he has them particularly, but because his brothers fall victim too often, Lucifer has had his share of nightmares as well though.

If and when Lucifer had nightmares, it would be about the celestial war. About how many angels died because of him. About his sister, forced to be human in order to survive.

Tonight was another night where Lucifer became a hostage in his own personal hell. Him fighting surrounded by his brethren. Him falling and losing his wings. Him bargaining with diavolo. Him saying goodbye…

By the time she was torn from him, he always would wake up sweating with tears running down his face. This time he at least had you next to him, so when he violently sat up you awoke with him.

“Lucifer, it’s three in the morning,” once letting your eyes adjust you see the tears, “hey what happened?”

Heart racing and panting, he recounts how his dream went. Once you soak in his words you simply lean over and hug him.

You lay down pulling his head onto your chest with you. “I’m here now, sweetheart,” is all you tell him before you both drift back to sleep.

[luxthestrange]

Incorrect quotes#936 Father n son

In the house of lamentation...

Mam*Looking up at the roof*LUKE GET DOWN FROM THE ROOF!?

Luke*Pouting with arms crossed* NO!

Mam: GET DOWN!?

Beel & Belph*Behind him seeing the whole ordeal*...

Luke: NOT UNTIL YOU PROMISE NO VEGGIES FOR US TO LUNCH-*holding goldie inside of ice block*I HAVE GOLDIE!

Mam: LET GO OF GOLDIE!

Luke*Smiles maliciously holding the iced car over the edge...he he lets go the card with break...from the height* Let go you say?~

Mam*Screeches in horror*N-NONO NO!...THERE WILL BE ICED DESSERT!

Luke*Hums satisfied*...You are a great negotiator Daddy-

Mam:Shaved ice-

Luke*Holding goldie over the edge again*I WILL LET IT GO!?

Mam:ICECREAM ICECREAM IT WILL BE ICECREAM!!!

After Lunch,The twins and Luke are happily enjoying their Sunday bar while mammon is crying in the distance

Mc:...You crying cuz Goldie is save now?

Mam*Crying looking at Luke proudly*... N-no'm crying cuz he took a hostage, won the negotiating, and got away with no jail...I-Im so proud of him treasure WAH!~

Mc*Smiles as he cries and hugs you*...Our boy is gonna go places...

[devildomwriter]

Pizza Party

I’d like to personally thank the devs for giving us this amazing chat option to mess with Dia

[projectbluearcadia]

Well-Deserved Rest

NSFW Sub!Lucifer x GN!MC Spice Rating - 3/4 ; BDSM Rating 0/3

[ Premise - Lucifer is all stressed out again, and you’ve decided that you’re going to make him unwind by taking control and spoiling the shit out of him. ]

Lucifer makes me sub... but sub!Luci makes me want to dom his ass.

CW: None, really? One spank, Lucifer receiving.

Wordcount - 2546

smutty notes (consult if you haven’t read my smut before.)

“Lucifer?” you say in shock as you watch the oldest brother, not even wearing his waistcoat or his gloves in the kitchen. His sleeves are hiked up to his elbows, his crimson tie missing. He gazes at you for a long moment, just as he reaches the coffee grinder, and the stress in his eyes momentarily seems to ease before he looks away. 

“Morning,” he mumbles, filling the grinder with fresh beans, and the machine hums quietly before the sound of coffee being ground fills the air, along with its wonderful scent. 

“Lucifer… did you even sleep?” you ask, and at first, you think he’s ignoring you, and on the off-chance that he couldn’t hear you over the grinder, you decide to wait until it’s finished. “Lucifer. Did you sleep?” 

“What? Oh… I think I did?” He takes the grounds out, pushing them into a neat little puck before packing it into the espresso machine. 

“You think?” you ask. “If you’re not going to sleep next to me, the least you can do is actually take more than a power nap. Seriously; this is getting ridiculous. You should not be getting up in the middle of the night to do work, much less pulling all-nighters.” 

“I’ve gone for more than a month with less than an hour of sleep; I’ll be fine,” he mumbles, taking his coffee cup out from underneath the machine. “I don’t need you to mind me like I’m some kind of child. I know where my limits are.” 

You fold your arms at him, half-tempted to actually yell at him with frustration. Though you’ve been getting him to fix some of his unhealthy habits, R.A.D. loves throwing a wrench in the works, whether it’s Diavolo, the students, his brothers, or diplomatic meetings. 

“Hey!” you protest as Lucifer starts walking off with his coffee, and he pauses to look back at you. 

“I have to go back to work, MC. Later?” Meaning, I will not discuss this with you now, and I’m going whether you want me to or not; be content with the fact that you’ve seen me at all today. 

“You’d better come to bed tonight, Lucifer,” you growl at him, and he softly chuckles. “By 11 P.M. If you’re not there, I’m going to drag you there by force.” 

“Yes, honey, I’ll come to bed. So greedy…” His voice trails off as he travels out of earshot, and you grumble a retort. I’m going to make sure you have a proper rest, you son of a bitch. 

—

You’re sitting in front of Lucifer’s fireplace, reading one of Satan’s book recommendations when you hear Lucifer knock on the frame of his bedroom door..

“Here I am, as requested,” Lucifer says, and you hear his leather oxfords briefly clack against the wooden floor before muffling against his rug. Then he’s behind your chair, pulling his hands over yours, leaning his head down to kiss your temple. “Come on… don’t be mad at me,” he whispers sweetly, rubbing your arms up and down. “I know it’s been a lonely week, so let’s go out for some quality time on Sunday.” Lucifer kisses your cheek, teasing your bookmark from your fingers and closing your book on it. “Maybe we can go shopping… or maybe we can see a show… go to your favorite restaurant for dinner…” He drags his lips against the back of your ear, his voice lowering by an octave. “Have lots of sex when we get home… how does that sound, darling?” 

“I’m still mad at you,” you reply, and he pauses, his mouth opening to try to butter you up some more, but you don’t let him. “If you want me to stop being mad, I get to torture you when I fuck you tonight.” It’s not an unreasonable request per se, considering you’ve topped him before. It’s just not one that Lucifer expects you to ask so bluntly, which is why he doesn’t answer you for several uncomfortably long moments. 

“Do whatever you please with me then,” he responds, finally, and you get up to turn and look back at him. Surprisingly enough, he looks a little nervous, and you barely stop yourself from launching at him in a fit of cuteness aggression. “Am I allowed to touch you this time…?” God, fuck, stop me from ripping his clothes off; I want to tease him. 

“Yes,” you reply after a moment, “but you’re not allowed to switch to being dominant halfway through doing that. That means not taking advantage of your demon strength.” 

“I agreed to this; I want to make it up to you,” Lucifer concedes softly, loosely pulling his arms around your lower back. “I’ll be your stress toy tonight, okay?” Oh, honey, that is far from what I have planned.

“That’s my good little demon,” you murmur, rubbing his head slowly, and a faint blush scatters over his cheeks at the praise. He opens his mouth to ask a question, but you cut him off as you push your lips against his, a soft groan leaving his mouth as you pull his hair and dominate his tongue. His fingers stray under your shirt, caressing the skin of your back with deliberate slowness as if he needed to savor every second he was allowed to touch you. 

“Mn,” he grunts into your mouth as you tease your fingers up his inner thigh, teasing him until his hands stiffen, struggling to restrain himself from picking you up on his waist and carrying you to bed. “Ugh,” he gasps, breaking from your lips as you rub the palm of your hand against his rapidly growing bulge. “MC…”

“Remember what I told you, Lucifer,” you murmur against his lips before you shut him up, lightly tucking your fingertips underneath his shirt, stroking up his navel, into the crevice of his abdominal muscles. He relaxes a little with this little motion of yours, only to make a startled sound into your mouth as a high-pitched zip! hits the air. “You’re already like this?” you murmur against his ear as you run your thumb over his cock, straining to escape his underwear. You can feel Lucifer’s skin running hotter as you do so, his breath getting shorter. “Good boy.” 

“Hah…” Lucifer gasps softly before he mumbles a soft protest. 

“Oh? Then why’d your little soldier respond so eagerly, hm?” you tease, and a faint blush scatters over his cheeks as you take your time freeing his cock from its clothy confinement. It even starts to drip little white tears of gratitude. 

“...because evidently, I liked it,” he admits with a bit of an embarrassed chuckle. 

“You’re adorable,” you murmur sweetly, wrapping your hand around his member and half debating whether or not you wanted to wipe that calm look off his face by pushing him onto the bed and sucking on it. No, no, MC, work up to that. Make him orgasm in progressively more exciting ways. 

“Right back at you,” Lucifer replies, breathless as he watches you intently, his hands rubbing your waist up and down, up and down. “And incredibly fucking tempting.” He squeezes your hips, a naughty grunt slipping past his teeth when you give his wanting tip some special attention.

“But you’re very good at resisting, aren’t you, darling? You’re doing so well, Lucifer.” 

“Shit,” he groans before you kiss him again, stroking him much harder, and an almost needy moan sinks into your mouth. Ugh, I want to make him cum his brains out. “Mnn… mmm…” You can feel how close he is just by his kiss as he stops all forms of playful resistance, his lip twitching faintly as he tries not to close his mouth. His erection is just as antsy, right about ready to burst. 

“Go on, sweetheart. Cum for me,” you whisper against his lips, panting, before you swallow his soft, reluctant moan as he coats your hand in his sticky, off-white semen. “See? You’re a good boy, Lucifer.” You ruffle your clean hand into his hair, and he leans into your touch, closing his eyes and blushing badly at his own actions. His tired face already looks relaxed. “Come on. Let’s go sit on the bed.” 

And, as if to get back at you for how embarrassed he was, he unexpectedly squeezes your ass—hard—in both hands. You almost yelp, and you smack his ass in return, making him chuckle as you shake your hand with a wince. 

He does not protest as you push him onto the edge of the bed, his lips parted as if waiting for another kiss, and you decide to grant his wish. He deserves some thorough spoiling for all that work he does. 

“Take your shirt off for me,” you order, and as he does so after a moment of hesitation, you finally pay some attention to your white-slicked hand. Without breaking eye contact with Lucifer, you lick his semen off, watching him grip his covers while his demon form starts to slip out at the undoubtedly crude sight. 

“MC, please… if you don’t want me to attack you right now, tie me up,” he grinds out as you suck two fingers slowly before letting them pop out of your mouth. “I can’t restrain myself for this.” 

“Yes, you can,” you soothe, laying your hands on his thighs. “But if you want me to get the rope out from under the bed, that’s a different story…” You lean towards his ear to bite the shell. “Your cum is very thick and rich, by the way.” 

You can tell, as you lean back, that he’s so close to snapping and railing you into oblivion that he’s nearly glaring at you with lust. If your sex wasn’t dripping before, it is now. 

“I don’t want you to,” he mumbles, slowly relaxing his muscles, one by one. “But I do want to be… obedient for you.” He has to grind out the last words, his face flushing a little again as he averts his eyes from yours. 

“But you’re already being so obedient,” you reply gently, kissing his neck. “Being my perfect demon. Don’t be so hard on yourself, honey. You’re doing just fine.” A rewarding little groan slips out of his throat, and you kiss down to his collarbone, offering him a gentle nibble. 

“MC, I really can’t do this,” he rasps out as you rub your fingers up and down his chest, going around to his back to rub firm little circles on his lower back. You wordlessly and gently hush him with the finger of your other hand as he tries to continue before you lower your head again to kiss near one of his nipples. You desperately wish in that second that he liked it when you toyed with them, but alas… 

Despite the fact that Lucifer fully shifts into his demon form as he loses patience, he doesn’t act on it as you work your way down his midsection, down his pretty abs. He is, however, much stiffer than you’d prefer, so you make sure to shower him with some extra praise for being so good for you. 

“That’s right, Lucifer. You’re doing it all by yourself.” You kiss his v-line. “I’m proud of you.” 

“Dammit, don’t do that to me,” he moans, covering his mouth. “Please don’t do what I hope you’re doing.” You almost laugh at him for purposely denying himself pleasure; there would be none of that tonight. 

“Why not?” you purr, your cheek practically rubbing his swollen, rosy-headed penis. His wings cutely flutter at the contact. “I want seconds… while it’s still hot.” You kiss his base, and one of his hands tangles into your hair, the veins on his forearm sharply standing out as he stopped himself from pulling. His expression screeches at you, screeches, that he wants to fill your mouth up so much that his seed will flow down your chin. Dear God, why did you make this sexy creature and piss him off? I mean, more for me, but still. “Can you do that for me, you absurdly sexy bastard?” Didn’t mean to add that last part, but I guess he liked that.

“Fuck me,” he groans obscenely as you kiss his tip, looking up at him. 

“Your moans are doing an excellent job of making me ready to fuck you, darling,” you rumble before you hornily close your lips around the tip of his cock, giving it a nice, long suck before you start taking more of it. More, until he’s hitting the back of your throat, and you moan softly onto him, restraining yourself from distracting yourself by rubbing your throbbing sex. Your body is already screaming at you, but you want to make sure he’s nice and warmed up for the main event. 

Every movement of your tongue, every bob, every lick, every hollowing your cheeks makes Lucifer grunt, moan, and even whimper a little. Louder and filthier for you, as if he’s trying to beg for you to hurry up and fuck him without saying it. 

“Do you… like that, MC?” He smiles down at you, his cheeks still pink as he grips your hair harder at the root. “Do… you like my cock? How it feels…ugh… inside your mouth?” He just wants praise now. That’s really cute.

“Mmm hm,” you hum onto him, sucking him harder and making his breath catch. You moan onto him as you fondle his balls with one hand, making him tighten his hold on your hair. He can’t stop himself from bobbing your head a few times right before he splatters the inside of your mouth, his wings spreading wide and trembling. 

“MC!” he gasps out, panting as he watches you slowly let go of him, licking a streak off his length that escaped your mouth. When you swallow everything, he flops backwards into the bed, his eyes almost rolling back into his head before they refocus on the ceiling. For once, his thoughts are written on his face—that felt so fucking good; I needed this so bad… 

“I do love your cock, Lucifer,” you finally say, impatiently shedding your clothes, practically throwing them to the floor with annoyance. “It’s absolutely perfect for filling me the way I want it. And it feels amazing when it’s inside me.”

Lucifer ogles your body as you crawl on top of him, smiling before you kiss him again. He doesn’t seem to mind tasting himself as he hugs you close to him gratefully, almost crying as you cup his cheek. “You had a hard week, honey… You did such an excellent job like you always do, and I love you even when I don’t see you; you’re breathtaking from those horns down to your sweet personality…” You litter his neck with kisses. “Just let me take care of you tonight, okay?”

“Yes, please,” he groans before he goes right back to kissing you, his blissful tears spilling from the corners of his eyes, his hands rubbing your back. “Please praise me more… reward me. Make love to me; I need you.” 

“Finally asking for what you want,” you purr as you get ready to lower yourself onto him, kissing the corner of his lips. “Good boy.”

[lemonandlime22]

Obey me mom mc baby’s first word is calling the the brothers daddy if you are ok with it

The Brothers reactions to Mc's kid calling them daddy

Warning(s): cussing, not edited

A/N: sorry but I dont do fem readers so mc is gn in this. Thank you for requesting!

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Lucifer

Diavolo had called you for a last minute meeting and Luci was happy to babysit.

He was in his study doing paperwork with the kiddo playing with a little toy on his lap and babbling to themself away

he wasn't really paying too close of attention to what they were saying

it's normal for children around their age to babble and try to talk and imitate what the people around them are saying.

did that make sense? I'm trying to sound smart I don't even know if that's true honestly

But he dropped his pen

and almost the baby

when he felt them tug at his tie and start stumbling saying daddy.

He quickly gained his composure and held them closer to him and continued to work

with a very obvious smirk

that may or may not have slowly turned into a warm lil smile

Overall, rly fuckin happy, might even very subtly brag to his brothers about this. He won't tell you about this btw, he wants you to have that first word moment with them.

Mammon

Screamed

the bby started crying then he also started crying and panicking.

He was babysitting for you like usual,

he always insisted on being the person to do it

even if he was busy from sunrise to sunset, he would still demand to he the one to take care of them when you couldn't.

The two of them were relaxing on his bed with the baby on his chest, surrounded by all their favorite stuffed animals

all of which he got them

anyway, they started playing with his glasses and babbling like crazy

neither of which were that much out of the ordinary, they have been very talkative and grabby lately

but when they babbled he always responded and had very long entertaining conversations with them,

he does this with babies you can not change my mind

then the baby started slapping his chest and saying dada over and over again.

Like I said, he screamed, bby cried, he cried, then nap.

When you get back you find them asleep cuddling on Mammon's bed

and obv you join them.

Overall, he is going to brag to EVERYONE about this, surprise surprise. He takes that title with so much pride that Lucifer would tell him to pump the brakes.

Levi

Surprised pikachu face

even if he spent every waking hour with your baby and specifically taught them to call him daddy

he would still be very shocked.

He was showing the lil goblin some baby friendly games while you were taking a nap in the bathtub bed

they kept trying to take the controller from him

but he wouldn't allow it, it was one of his favorites and he didn't want them to get all their baby slime on it.

The baby would start to get fussy but then he would find a way to calm them down somehow

this carried on for a little while until the baby hit his chest and yell dada.

Like I said he was in shock, for a long while too, the kid managed to get the controller from him, and only snapped out of it when you shook him asking if he was okay.

Overall, he thinks he was hearing things, it will take at least 10 more times for him to finally believe it, and honestly he doesn't know how to feel about it and will prob go into an excisional crisis of sorts.

Satan

You were exhausted from studying for exams and really needed some sleep

and Satan was more than happy to offer you some help with your child and give you a chance to sleep

so now here we are

Satan sitting in a rocking chair reading a book to the baby who he is cradling in his free arm.

At first the bby was very talkative, babbling all about, and playing with anything they could get their hands on

eventually tho he got them to calm down enough to, seemingly, pay attention to the story he was reading to them

sometimes they'd grab at the book when there was an illustration on the page

to which he'd bring the book close to them so they could touch it.

Eventually the little one started to get sleepy and drifted off to sleep

with quite the grip of Satan's shirt

their quiet nonsensical babbling never stopped tho

but that was alright, he found it very amusing and adorable and was content in watching them rest

that was unit he was able to make sense of the word daddy

he was shocked but just shook it off and held them just a bit tighter.

Overall, he is so happy! will rub it in Lucifer's face he also doesn't tell, he thinks you should have the joy of hearing your child's first words, and will also try and teach them your parental title to them.

Asmo

Squealed so loud I'm p sure a few windows broke.

He was hanging out in your room with you and your baby for the day

watching movies

cuddling

yatta yatta you get the idea

anyway, the bby was playing on the floor surrounded by their toys on the floor while you two were doing ya thing

then they started babbling at Asmo trying to get his attention and show him a toy

he thought it was cute and pretended not to hear them

and it was all giggles with yall unit the kid threw the toy at him and yelled,

"DADA!"

you two were stunned

to stunned to speak

but when you did get yalls shit together he picks them up and did a lil spin around squeal.

He instantly rushed to the store with them to find matching clothes and new toys.

Overall, if you couldn't tell already he's quite happy, and he will rub it in everyone's faces. He may have cried a little bit but he surprisingly didn't care all that much

Beel

He and the lil stinker were hanging out together in the kitchen

well kinda hanging out?

he was making dinner with them strapped to his chest in that baby carrying thing

I think that counts.

Anyway, like I said he was cooking,

he'd taste test it then let the baby taste test it as well

only when it was safe for them ofc

and he'd change it a bit if they didn't like it.

Eventually the food got to a point where the baby really liked it and kept grabbing his hand when he tried to take the spoon away

but he managed to gently take it away and continue cooking

the kid was not pleased by this and started throwing a little fit

and Beel was quick to start rocking them so they'd calm down

didn't work very well

all he got out of trying to calm them down was a chocked out a little,

"dAdDY-"

which did nothing but shatter his heart

and he quickly went to you for help.

Overall, shocked for like the splitest of seconds then quickly went back to fulfilling the title, he does mention it to you, he wants you to know about your babies first word.

Belphie

Confused and pleasantly surprised...

This man constantly demands cuddles and naps

and the fact that you have a child changes almost nothing

only adds another member to the mandatory cuddle party.

Yall were in said mandatory nap

which was much needed for you, you were fuckin exhausted

and so was Belphie, as always

but the baby...

not so much, so they woke up before either of you

but do not worry

they made it their mission to wake the sleeping demon.

They started by climbing onto his chest and slapping his chest/face

and obv it didn't work at first so they upped the antics a bit.

Belphie eventually woke up to tiny hands slapping him and a tiny voice yelling

"DADDY"

over and over again.

He was very shocked, he picked them up and sat up to make sure he wouldn't go instantly back to sleep

for a minute he thought he might have been dreaming but when another giggly "Daddy!" came out of the mashed potato shaped being, he sighed and laid back down with them on his chest.

Overall, like I said he is presently surprised, he'll tell you when you all wake up again. also refuses to let them go for the next week.

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