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[onlinekitsune]

ೃ⁀➷ PAIRING, GENRE, WARNINGS: mammon/gn! reader, hurt/comfort, protective mammon, also loving and affectionate mammon, warnings for: bullying, mostly like rumors around reader, nothing graphic, physical, or detailed

ೃ⁀➷ SYNOPSIS: nothing could prepare you for attending a school mostly made for demons. you didn't know what to expect or what not to expect. however, having rumors spread around you wasn't anywhere near your guesses. you'd thought that was just a human thing, clearly you were wrong. you kept them just between yourself and strayed away from the brothers. never expecting the impact that it would have on one brother in particular.

ೃ⁀➷ WRITER’S NOTE: hello my beloveds!! i hope you are doing well!! i wanted to throw a lil thing out real quick. i'm still working on the cyoa, it should be out soon!! also wtf i never expected to hit 1k on ANY of my posts or even be close to 200 followers! it's a small achievement i suppose, but i started this blog out of impulse! and never intended to have people to enjoy my content, so i truly do appreciate it! also also i redid a taglist thing, if anyone is interested! no pressure! just thought i should maybe have one? i love u all mwah

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Your only company in the classroom was a single ray of moonlight peeking through the window. You scoffed at yourself for letting silly rumors get to you. You should’ve been used to them, especially going to an all human school. Atlas, here you were wasting your time hiding in classrooms. You didn’t want to burden any of the brothers with your problems. Although, you wouldn’t know if they’d be able to tell. Even so you didn’t want to drag their names along with yours. There was enough attention between you all when people found out you lived with them. You swung your feet, frustrated at how sensitive you were. Studying, that'd get my mind out of this gutter. You swung open the first textbook in your stack. It was about Curses and Hexes. The thought of using these against your classmates wove through your mind. You browsed through like they were some sort of catalog.

“Oi, there ya are! Where have ya been? Why are ya here still?” Mammon bombarded. You stumbled in your seat, dropping the book onto the ground. You would’ve followed if it wasn’t for Mammon’s quick reflexes. He held on your chair, raising an eyebrow.

“M-Mammon? What are you doing here? Shouldn’t you be home by now”

“Coulda ask you the same thing! You’re studyin’ here? You could do that back home.” He replied, still right beside you. You tried to control your nervousness, but you felt your heart pound with every second. You avoided his gaze and hesitated. Guilt began to settle in, realizing he was looking for you.

“Yeah. I just, got caught up. You can go ahead, I’ll follow soon.” You laughed. It was hard recognizing your own voice. You just hoped it’d be enough for Mammon. He let go of your chair and moved from your view. You let out a soft breath, as you clutched your book.

“Did I do somethin’ wrong?”

“Huh?” You let out, turning around. Mammon stood behind you, facing the door. He shuffled around, to face you. There was an odd look of worried splattered across his face.

“You’ve been actin’ weird these few days. You’ve avoiding everyone, but, specially me. Did ya just forget we walk back home together? I didn’t say anything bad right? Did-“

“It’s nothing to do with you, Mammon.” You interrupted. Your finger fidgeted along the points of the pages. You didn’t consider how this would of effected them. Silence fell upon hearing footsteps from outside of the classroom.

“... can't believe a human like them, is getting special treatment... like it's really annoying how... they're kinda weird too haha... living at the house of lamentation? ugh! why them... hate living with a human...”

Their words cut in and out like an lost signal. You sighed, just relieved they didn’t enter the room. On the other hand, Mammon was fuming. No one had the right to bad mouth you. He teased you but that was just a friendly thing! He gritted his teeth, heading towards the voices. You had the moment to grab his wrist, pulling him back. “Wait. Mammon, don’t.”

“Why? They shouldn’t be sayin’ things like that! Specially ‘bout you!” He spat, glaring towards the door. His protectiveness pulled on your heartstrings.

“It’s whatever, just don’t get involved.. please.” You whispered, slightly tugging him away from the door. He turned to look at you. Your eyes were soft, and full of worry. And yet the shined so bright along with the moonlight. It was almost as if the light was there just to accompany them.

“Is this why you’ve been weird?” He asked. You felt your soul sink a pit in your stomach. The look on your face was enough of an answer to him. You dropped your head down, defeated by yourself.

“I…I didn’t want to drag you into this. It’s stupid. I’m sorry.” You muttered. You tried holding back the tears but they puddled along your waterline. "I wanted to be able to leave you all out of it." Mammon stood silent but still stood beside you. Your tears ended up pattering along the floor, spread around your feet. Being so vulnerable and open made you feel absolutely mortified. You didn't want anyone to know about this, and even worse, let anyone see you cry about it.

“It’s not stupid.” He replied, placing a hand on your own. You didn't realize that you had your hand still wrapped around his wrist. "Anyone would be upset."

"Mammon, I'm not a child. I should be able to just push these stupid rumors away. I'm just too sensitive."

"There ain't anything wrong with that. It's okay to be sensitive... it's actually a little refreshing." Mammon replied, falling into a murmur. His cheeks flushed a soft shade of red. "It's like comforting."

You tilted your head. It was a bit odd to see such a timid version of Mammon. "I-"

"We all love you! So, hiding from us only hurts everyone. I'm your first, so hiding from me... is just unbelievable! Ya should be able to come to me 'bout anything!" He blurted, grabbing ahold of both of your hands. You froze at the sudden change. Mammon was not the best at showing his emotions. But, here he was trying his best to pour out his heart to you. You'd be lying if you said it wasn't working. Even if he wasn't the best at words, the thought really shined through. A smile slowly made it's way through you. You squeezed Mammon's hands.

"I love you too. Thank you. I.. didn't mean to worry you." You nervously laughed. The silence fell through again, as the two of you just stood in each other's presence. Your eyes glanced between your hands intertwined and Mammon's expression. He shifted his head a bit, looking around. But before you could say anything, he'd already moved in to kiss you. It was quick but unexpectedly soft.

"Sorry! I shoulda asked? I'm sorry!"

You could only laugh at how stupidly cute he could be sometimes. You pulled him into a hug. You didn't expect this to be an outcome of what today had in store, but you'd take it. It was better than crying in a classroom.

"Stop apologizing, and... kiss me again."

[katboykirby]

It doesn't matter if the player is a straight cis woman. Every single character in Obey Me is canonically queer. They remain queer regardless of the gender/sexuality/identity of the player.

Besides the fact that the actual writers and devs have literally stated (publicly, multiple times) that they very deliberately and intentionally made the OM characters queer on purpose, there's also:

• The canon fact that multiple characters have shown or talked about having romantic and/or sexual interest in more than one gender (Asmo does this most often, but other characters have voiced these things as well). Characters have also expressed a complete disinterest in the gender of their partner, like Belphie and Beel both saying that it "doesn't matter" to them.

• The canon fact that the male cast members have shown romantic and/or sexual interest in each other (Asmo and Solomon making out and Solomon having hickies from Asmo, Diavolo's MANY cases of calling Lucifer "beautiful" and "stunning" and "breathtaking" and openly gushing about Lucifer, many cases of the male cast subtly or not-so-subtly flirting with each other, etc etc)

• The canon fact that the entire male cast is GNC, which yes is objectively queer. The demon men all have painted nails at all times, they regularly wear makeup, they have crossdressed/worn drag on multiple occasions (there have been several in-game Events specifically about the male characters dressing in full drag and presenting as women) they have all worn high heels, multiple characters have unlockable outfits with skirts and dresses, they commonly engage in "feminine" hobbies (Levi being a talented seamstress who wore full Ruri-chan cosplay in the anime with the dress and wig and everything, Barbatos being an expert baker and chocolatier and embroiderer, Asmo and Mammon both being MUAs who regularly wear women's clothing when they model, etc)

• These scenes directly from the game itself:

Even if you as the player are a straight cis woman, ALL of these canon facts about the characters do not change. If the MC is a straight cis girl, the male love interests are still confirmed in canon and by the creators to all be canonically queer. Even if the player is a straight cis girl, the male cast still flirts with other men, and are all still openly GNC. The game doesn't erase their queerness because of a cisheteronormative player. YOU might be straight, but Lucifer will still be wearing wigs and dresses and makeup and Asmo will still be making out with other men and Mammon and Levi will still be queering it up regardless of how you feel.

The fact that the creators of the game have literally confirmed that the cast is queer (again, multiple times) is the only confirmation that anybody should need. It actually does not get more canon than Word of God.

But if that's not enough, the game itself also literally shows you them all being openly queer. These men absolutely kiss and suck and fuck other men, regardless of the player's straightness.

Reminder that all the OM characters are canonly queer/mspec.

Even if you were to ship your straight MC with them. That doesn't automatically erase their queerness. They are still canonly queer/mspec no matter what. 🏳️‍🌈

[tuyetthienduong]

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#HYPEBOY: you're my chemical hype boy ♡

ೃ⁀➷ PAIRING, GENRE, WARNINGS: mammon x gn! reader, playful teasing and sfw affection, no established relationship but a lot of flirting, no warnings! sfw, not proofread

ೃ⁀➷ SYNOPSIS: you're a good student, or at least you try to be!! daily lectures with lucifer weren't worth not trying to improve. but even when you dedicate days to studying, the one unfortunately charming demon interrupts just to tempt you to sneak out and party. is it worth just one more little lecture? or will you finally put your foot down to improve?

ೃ⁀➷ WRITER’S NOTE: hehe hiiii.... i am back from the dead whoops,, sorry for taking my sweet time on this!! i hit an kinda?? writer's block and some other not epic mental illness moments but here's the first part!! title inspired by the newjean's song bc it's what i was listening to!! i made the poll for a week but might cut it short depending!! i didn't really want it to be a day but we only get the two extremes (rip) i hope you enjoy!! i apologize for being a bit rusty!!

“Oi, human!” Mammon yelled, barging into your room. It wasn’t unusual for him to come in without any thought to knock or announce that he was coming in. You were just thankful it’d been times where you were presentable. He flopped down onto your bed, bouncing your books and papers slightly. You let out a small huff, before looking at him. “Watcha say ‘bout goin’ out tonight? Huh?” he added, stretching himself out onto your bed. 

“Mm.. tonight? Can’t.” you muttered, with the end of your pen in your mouth. You tried to return your focus on your book but was interrupted by a whine. Mammon swooped your books and tossed them on your table. “Mammon… stop acting like a child.” 

“You’re really gonna just stay in… and study? When you could be out and partyin’ with the coolest demon’s in the Devildom?” Mammon smirked, returning onto your bed. You roll your eyes, knowing that he wouldn’t stop unless you entertained him at least a little.

“Coolest demons? Who’s going?” 

“Am I not enough for ya to go?” he pouted, resting his head on your knee. You gave him a look and booped his nose. “Fine. It’s me, your favorite. Asmodeus. He was tryin’ to convince Beel to join us. Belphie and Levi are obviously out. Satan might also join?” 

“Aren’t you going to ask Lucifer?” you joked, twirling a strand of Mammon’s hair between your fingers. He was hesitant at first, until he realized you were only just joking. “We have an exam tomorrow, you know? There’s no way that Lucifer is letting anyone out tonight. You should be studying! Like moi, being a prestigious student!” you gloated, framing your hands around your jaw.

“Ya, prestigious enough to get ya a lecture from Lucifer, huh?” 

Mammon was quick to shoot you down. You did intend to spend the night studying, but the exciting adrenaline of sneaking out was tempting you. You dumped the rest of your supplies onto your nightstand. Your fingers absentmindedly went back to Mammon’s hair, debating on if you were going to go to that party. “When’s the party?”

“So ya decided to go?” he beamed, going to grab his phone. You snatched it out of his hand, stopping him right in his tracks. You’d known better to give Mammon a vague answer when other people were involved. He’d drag you into it, even if you were still debating on it.

“I’m still thinking. Don’t you dare text Asmo, yet.” you replied. As you were going to hand him his phone back, a notification lit up the screen. You noticed that his lockscreen was an image of the two of you together. It was during that rare time you modeled with him. You’d be lying if that didn’t make you feel a particular way. “Cute lock screen, who’s the cutie on the left?” You teased.

Mammon’s beaming smile fell apart in seconds becoming a blushing mess. “M-Me, of course! The handsomest demon in the Devildom!”

You let out a chuckle, as you point back at his screen. Revealing to him that it was you, that was on the left. That only made his face blush ten times more. 

“Lefts, rights, whatever! That ain’t fair! You’re cheatin’ little sheep!!” He pouted. You squished his face and smirked. 

“How would that even be considered cheating? You silly demon.” you purred, leaning towards him. Your face was close enough to see his pupils dilate as soon as you moved your face towards his. Mammon slid beneath you and managed to toss you on your back. A move you weren’t at all expecting, but you admired his boldness. Mammon inched forward, putting you in an opposite position from the one just a few seconds ago.

“It just is darlin’... you know I'm not good with my lefts and rights.” he insinuated, pursing his lips. You tossed your head to the side and let the sly smile on your face do the talking. Your hands reached up to grab his white t-shirt he had on. The neckline was swooping low, allowing you to take a glance at his mildly chiseled chest. “Oi, my eyes are up here ya know.”

“Hmph. Now you’re cheating. You’re a model, not fair!”

“You don’t gotta be a model to be a distraction sweet thing, you should know that already.” Mammon uttered, directly in your ear. You could feel your face instantly flush. You didn’t really know what had gotten into him, but you weren’t really complaining. He pulled away and remade contact with your eyes. You lifted your body slight, leaning all your body weight on your elbows. Your nose touched his. The silence in the room was almost deafening by the ringing in your ears. Nothing in this moment matter or even made itself aware. You were too focus on the contact you had with this demon. His hands rested on your hips, making you crave for more. The physical affection was intoxicating and you couldn’t help but need more. Just a little bit more.

“Well. Are you just gonna stare at me all day or kiss me?” you whined. Mammon laughed, tossing his head down. You scrunch your nose in response. He was definitely playing hard to get, which was your usual move. Mammon regained his composure and went to kiss you. But was instead met with your hand blocking his pathway. “Nope. Changed my mind since you want to tease me.” you smirked.

“C’mon sweetheart, let me make it up to you.” He sighed, slightly muffled from your hand. “You want this kiss as bad as I do. Don’t ya even say different, it’s written’ all over your face.” You sigh, rolling your eyes to the side. He wasn’t wrong. You did want this stupid kiss. You let your hand drift from his lips slowly and made way to grasp his cheek. Your heart pounded as the two of you made way towards each other.

“Hey! Mammon!!! I’ve been texting you for thirty minutes! I hunted for you everywhere, just to see you’re in here bothering them. I got Satan to go, did you at least do your part?” a voice yelled from the door. It was Asmodeus.

[onlinekitsune]

protective little brother

i got this cute idea one night and i really really wanted to write it, esp since i haven’t seen much love for my little boy! i tried my best to make the grwm part very gender neutral so anyone could insert themselves in it! i apologize if it’s a bit lacking… i also kept the date vague so any of the demon boys could be your date… i hope you enjoy!! // not proofread, word count: 880

A soft knock fell upon your door, interrupting your internal battle in your head. You leave the chaotic pile of clothes on your bed and head for your door. You weren’t sure who you expected but it wasn’t Luke. “I hope I’m not interrupting anything…” he hesitated, twiddling his thumbs. “Simeon and Solomon are busy and… I didn’t want to be alone in the dorm.”

You couldn’t help but smile. Luke was such a sweet child who entirely captured your heart. You open the door wider, gesturing to him to enter. “You’re always welcome to my room! I apologize for the mess, I wasn’t expecting anyone to come over right now!” You smile, following him to your bed. You quickly moved your clothes to your table so he’d have a place to sit. He plopped himself in the middle of your bed, sitting crisscrossed.

“Are you reorganizing? I could help if you want me to!”

“Oh! No! I’m just trying to decide on what to wear for my date tonight. Thank you though!”

Luke’s face scrunched up a bit at your response. He was hesitant to reply and just grabbed a plushie from your bed, placing it onto his lap. The room fell silent for a few minutes. The only noise being your shuffling and the soft music from your phone. “Who are you going on a date with?” He finally asked, leaning on the plush.

“Who do you think?” You replied playfully, tossing your head over to him. He fell silent again for a moment, giving you time to turn back to your internal debate.

“Uhm. Well… where are you going?” There was a hint of awkwardness in his voice. You already knew his conflicted feelings about the demons, and this didn’t make it easier on him. A part of you felt bad for accidentally adding onto it.

“We’re going to Hell’s Kitchen and maybe take a walk after? I’m not entirely sure about after our dinner.”

“Hell’s Kitchen? They should be taking you to Ristorante Six, at least!” He blurted, without any hesitation. You bit your lip to hold in your laughter. But glancing over at the angel's expression was all it took for you to spill. You drop the shirt you were holding up to clench your sides. “I’m not joking! You deserve to be taken somewhere fancier!” He whined. He turned his gaze away from you and pouted.

“It was my suggestion to go somewhere more casual. Besides, that’s incredibly expensive!” You defended, heading over to the small angel. You sat beside him and ruffled his hair a bit. “I appreciate how much you care, Luke.”

“Of course I care! I care a lot about you. That’s why…” he paused, turning to face you completely. “I’m nervous about you going on this date. I… I don’t want some demon to hurt you. I know they make you happy, so I’m not… against it. I’m just worried.”

“Oh Luke…” you whispered, pulling him into a hug. A small tear stood in the corner of your eye. It was very obvious how much the two of you connected over your stay in the Devildom. He was your little brother. Your bond with him was like none other and so incredibly strong. You pulled away and grabbed onto his hands. “I love you, kiddo. I am well aware that you just want the best for me. I promise you that I’ll be just fine. I appreciate you for always looking out for me.” You added. Luke pulled away to swipe a stray tear from his face before pulling you into another hug.

“I love you too. Let me at least help you find an outfit to wear to your date.”

…

A few minutes pass before you two stumble across an outfit. It was in between casual and something a little fancy. The both of you had your own karaoke session while you added the final touches to your outfit. You slid on a couple of bracelets and fiddled with your hair a bit. In the middle of trying to make your hair how you wanted, a knock fell upon your door. “I can get it! Just focus on finishing up!” Luke chirped, jumping up to get the door. A smile fell upon your face, you really did love him. You quickly finished up and headed back to your room. As you expected you walked in on Luke lecturing your date.

“If you do anything to make them upset or break their heart… you’ll be hearing from me! I don’t want you to even make them a tad bit upset. If you dare make them cry or lay a finger on them, you better not even come back here. I’m serious too! Don’t try to rest me.”

“Thank you, Luke. We should be heading out now! I love you, I’ll see you tonight? You’re free to stay in my room! I won’t be out too late.” You laughed, stepping towards them. You grabbed your date's hand, ushering them towards the door. Luke glared at them out the door, before closing it behind you. He was sure to stay in your room until you came home. He couldn’t put it past him to just leave without knowing you were okay.

[viriborne]

For reference, here are the characters I believe fits under the definition of “queer coded” and why

(DISCLAIMER: queer coding isn’t Inherently negative which can be seen in two examples below. Most of my frustration is with how difficult it seems for these companies to just SAY that their characters are meant to be queer without pussying out. That’s all.)

Obey Me!:

Mc: Consistently uses they/them pronouns which is never questioned about by anyone. Was on the fence about including them until I realized they could’ve just as easily put in a pronoun selection thing for each player. This mechanic has definitely drawn in more players who are LGBT as it’s one of the only big otome games out there that doesn’t force you to be a girl or a boy. I think it’s generally harmless, likely mainly done to bring in more than solely female players.

Lucifer: This was definitely more of an issue in the beginning than now but it’s still relevant. Many jokes about how Lucifer was interested romantically in Diavolo by others (mainly his brothers). Ads depict him being overprotective or possessive of Diavolo like a lover would. This is a direct example of both queer coding AND baiting as he never says he feels any type of way toward Diavolo nor is he confirmed to experience attraction towards any other man. This STILL being a thing shown via advertisements feels a little scummy to me since it’s obvious that the team behind om KNOWS that an mlm relationship can be a big draw towards games.

Thirteen: Getting a teensy bit controversial with this one but hold ur pitchforks for now ok. Thirteen is a woman who says, in her introduction video, that she doesn’t understand Mc’s attraction “when it comes to men.” She’s openly annoyed or hostile with the men around her, when she was announced by the official om accounts they said she was added to appeal to people “regardless of gender or preference,” and like…to top it all off she looks like a dyke ok. This reaper is a lesbian and I’d really like them to say it with their full chest. Okay now you can be mad at me.

Mephistopheles: Something about Diavolo just really makes the devs wanna queer code these assholes. In short, he’s Diavolo resident ass-licker and gets jealous and spiteful of anyone close to him, mainly Lucifer. He also wears fucking stilettos which I still can’t get over.

*Asmodeus is not an example of queer coding. He’s openly and canonically bisexual.

TWST:

Ok, let’s just first address that all the overblot characters are based on iconic Disney villains who were themselves based on queer stereotypes. Yes, this goes for the female villains as well. All of the female villains are based on derogatory depictions of lesbians. Notice how all the female villains don’t have a husband and are constantly preying on a beautiful younger woman? Hell, Ursula’s design is literally based off of a drag queen.

Rook: Rook, Rook, Rook. Definitely the most obvious of coded Twst characters. He’s a flamboyant man who constantly harasses his male peers, most of which pertains to how he views them as beautiful in a literal predatory way. In one of his cards, he is seen as blushing while dreamily looking out a window at Leona. He is also constantly by the side of another queer coded character.

Vil: He is, like Rook, flamboyant and focused on beauty. He is constantly wearing makeup and reprimands anyone who claims that clothes or makeup are gendered things (go king). He’s honestly not written terribly for a gnc character by DISNEY (minus the overblot) but it’s still coding nonetheless.

Sebek: This motherfucker is like Rook but somehow Worse. He’s Obsessed with Malleus and compliments his beauty and capabilities at every chance he has. He also literally has a painting of Malleus in his own room. I don’t really have to say more lol.

I’m tentative to put Yuu here since Disney seems allergic to straight up referring to them using anything other than gender neutral titles but let’s just say they have a foot in the door or something.

Om and Twst are battling over who can queer code their characters the most (derogatory)

Putting more detailed ramblings in a reblog

[katsukistrustychurchshoos]

Lmao I'm glad that there are some people so down bad (me)

#HYPEBOY: you're my chemical hype boy ♡

ೃ⁀➷ PAIRING, GENRE, WARNINGS: mammon x gn! reader, playful teasing and sfw affection, no established relationship but a lot of flirting, no warnings! sfw, not proofread

ೃ⁀➷ SYNOPSIS: you're a good student, or at least you try to be!! daily lectures with lucifer weren't worth not trying to improve. but even when you dedicate days to studying, the one unfortunately charming demon interrupts just to tempt you to sneak out and party. is it worth just one more little lecture? or will you finally put your foot down to improve?

ೃ⁀➷ WRITER’S NOTE: hehe hiiii.... i am back from the dead whoops,, sorry for taking my sweet time on this!! i hit an kinda?? writer's block and some other not epic mental illness moments but here's the first part!! title inspired by the newjean's song bc it's what i was listening to!! i made the poll for a week but might cut it short depending!! i didn't really want it to be a day but we only get the two extremes (rip) i hope you enjoy!! i apologize for being a bit rusty!!

“Oi, human!” Mammon yelled, barging into your room. It wasn’t unusual for him to come in without any thought to knock or announce that he was coming in. You were just thankful it’d been times where you were presentable. He flopped down onto your bed, bouncing your books and papers slightly. You let out a small huff, before looking at him. “Watcha say ‘bout goin’ out tonight? Huh?” he added, stretching himself out onto your bed. 

“Mm.. tonight? Can’t.” you muttered, with the end of your pen in your mouth. You tried to return your focus on your book but was interrupted by a whine. Mammon swooped your books and tossed them on your table. “Mammon… stop acting like a child.” 

“You’re really gonna just stay in… and study? When you could be out and partyin’ with the coolest demon’s in the Devildom?” Mammon smirked, returning onto your bed. You roll your eyes, knowing that he wouldn’t stop unless you entertained him at least a little.

“Coolest demons? Who’s going?” 

“Am I not enough for ya to go?” he pouted, resting his head on your knee. You gave him a look and booped his nose. “Fine. It’s me, your favorite. Asmodeus. He was tryin’ to convince Beel to join us. Belphie and Levi are obviously out. Satan might also join?” 

“Aren’t you going to ask Lucifer?” you joked, twirling a strand of Mammon’s hair between your fingers. He was hesitant at first, until he realized you were only just joking. “We have an exam tomorrow, you know? There’s no way that Lucifer is letting anyone out tonight. You should be studying! Like moi, being a prestigious student!” you gloated, framing your hands around your jaw.

“Ya, prestigious enough to get ya a lecture from Lucifer, huh?” 

Mammon was quick to shoot you down. You did intend to spend the night studying, but the exciting adrenaline of sneaking out was tempting you. You dumped the rest of your supplies onto your nightstand. Your fingers absentmindedly went back to Mammon’s hair, debating on if you were going to go to that party. “When’s the party?”

“So ya decided to go?” he beamed, going to grab his phone. You snatched it out of his hand, stopping him right in his tracks. You’d known better to give Mammon a vague answer when other people were involved. He’d drag you into it, even if you were still debating on it.

“I’m still thinking. Don’t you dare text Asmo, yet.” you replied. As you were going to hand him his phone back, a notification lit up the screen. You noticed that his lockscreen was an image of the two of you together. It was during that rare time you modeled with him. You’d be lying if that didn’t make you feel a particular way. “Cute lock screen, who’s the cutie on the left?” You teased.

Mammon’s beaming smile fell apart in seconds becoming a blushing mess. “M-Me, of course! The handsomest demon in the Devildom!”

You let out a chuckle, as you point back at his screen. Revealing to him that it was you, that was on the left. That only made his face blush ten times more. 

“Lefts, rights, whatever! That ain’t fair! You’re cheatin’ little sheep!!” He pouted. You squished his face and smirked. 

“How would that even be considered cheating? You silly demon.” you purred, leaning towards him. Your face was close enough to see his pupils dilate as soon as you moved your face towards his. Mammon slid beneath you and managed to toss you on your back. A move you weren’t at all expecting, but you admired his boldness. Mammon inched forward, putting you in an opposite position from the one just a few seconds ago.

“It just is darlin’... you know I'm not good with my lefts and rights.” he insinuated, pursing his lips. You tossed your head to the side and let the sly smile on your face do the talking. Your hands reached up to grab his white t-shirt he had on. The neckline was swooping low, allowing you to take a glance at his mildly chiseled chest. “Oi, my eyes are up here ya know.”

“Hmph. Now you’re cheating. You’re a model, not fair!”

“You don’t gotta be a model to be a distraction sweet thing, you should know that already.” Mammon uttered, directly in your ear. You could feel your face instantly flush. You didn’t really know what had gotten into him, but you weren’t really complaining. He pulled away and remade contact with your eyes. You lifted your body slight, leaning all your body weight on your elbows. Your nose touched his. The silence in the room was almost deafening by the ringing in your ears. Nothing in this moment matter or even made itself aware. You were too focus on the contact you had with this demon. His hands rested on your hips, making you crave for more. The physical affection was intoxicating and you couldn’t help but need more. Just a little bit more.

“Well. Are you just gonna stare at me all day or kiss me?” you whined. Mammon laughed, tossing his head down. You scrunch your nose in response. He was definitely playing hard to get, which was your usual move. Mammon regained his composure and went to kiss you. But was instead met with your hand blocking his pathway. “Nope. Changed my mind since you want to tease me.” you smirked.

“C’mon sweetheart, let me make it up to you.” He sighed, slightly muffled from your hand. “You want this kiss as bad as I do. Don’t ya even say different, it’s written’ all over your face.” You sigh, rolling your eyes to the side. He wasn’t wrong. You did want this stupid kiss. You let your hand drift from his lips slowly and made way to grasp his cheek. Your heart pounded as the two of you made way towards each other.

“Hey! Mammon!!! I’ve been texting you for thirty minutes! I hunted for you everywhere, just to see you’re in here bothering them. I got Satan to go, did you at least do your part?” a voice yelled from the door. It was Asmodeus.