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šWanted to write a short drabble of Lestat playing with Louis' body. Enjoy~ (this is based on the amc adaption)
āWill you stop?~ Iām tryna relax..ā
Louis said in his devilish Creole accent before taking a drag of his cigarette and retrohaling it.
Lestat smiled at him as his hands continued to explore the body beside him.
āLouis..You know exactly what youāre doing-ā
His skin is so soft. So smooth and brilliant. It was all Lestat could think about.
ā-You know you like it when I praise you. Donāt be so coy with me, love..ā
Louis smirked and rolled his eyes at Lestat clocking his attempt at seduction. No matter how much he pretended to ignore it, Louis knew how attracted Lestat was to him and he loved all the attention that came with it. With just a smile and a curl of a finger, he could make this centuries old vampire hard as rock. He could set his partners heart ablaze in the right suit, with the right attitude, with the right setting. He knew that his beau could barely keep his hands to himself when heās fully dressed and being naked in front of him was a sure fire way to get Lestat on his knees. The power he felt knowing that Lestat was damn near crazy for him was intoxicating. Louisā chest rose up and down as he took another drag, letting the smell of tobacco permeate their surroundings. His eyes soon closed as Lestatās thumbs played with his nipples.
āMmmm..Down, boy~ā Louis teased through a slight moan.
Lestat couldnāt help but moan back as his thumbs delicately flicked and circled around the buds.
āTheyāre so sensitive. I hope you donāt mind if I have a taste..ā
Just then..Louisā head tilted back and his chest rose from the feeling of Lestatās mouth sucking sweetly on his body. Both nipples started to harden as he lapped at them over and over, each succulent flick of his tongue, each suction from his lips sending a pulse of pleasure through the rest of his body.
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Gotta love those days where you need to scream and instead choose to write. I started to come to terms with some of my trauma today and I just needed to write. I do like what came out of it so it's going up. This shit is DARK (because trauma). Please take care of yourselves and don't read this if it is going to upset you.
TW/CW: References to Kidnapping/Being Held Hostage, Abuse
The Tower
How do I live
Knowing what you did to me?
How do I love
Knowing the scars youāve left on me?
All I can see are the months I spent by your side
Not allowed out on my own.
All I can feel is the silence on my skin
From where you ignored me when I tried to live without you.
I have never known the pain of being ignored till you.
The scars on my mind only matched
By the itch on my skin for any kind of touch
And now tears drying on my face is the only thing I feel.
Please God. Let someone see me.
Let someone touch me.
I canāt be alone anymore.
I canāt be locked away a single day more.
I donāt wanna be hereā¦
I feel silenced. I feel scared.
Someone save me from this tower please!
I donāt wanna be Rapunzel a single day more.
#EAP's apprentice writes#satan writes#my poetry#poetry#dark poetry#themes of abuse and kidnapping#please take care of yourselves#I've spent years downplaying the horror of what I went through but I am slowly coming to terms with how fucked up the situation was.#my writing#I should probably go cry. Maybe I should get a hug as well.
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Can't stop thinking about the brothers calling MC "master" since that new teaser trailer came out. The game is called "One Master to Rule Them All." It's always been called that. This massive potential has been right in front of our eyes the whole time.
Lucifer, who only uses it in private when he's feeling particularly devilish. He wraps his arms around you, looks you right in the eye, and asks, "how does my master feel today, hmm?"
Mammon, who has an empty wallet and the urge to gamble: "Maaaster! Can I borrow some cash? I can, right? I'm your first, after all. I'll just take it from your wallet."
Leviathan, who wants to go to an anime collab cafe but is too anxious to go alone, so he begs you: "Please! Master! It's only open this week and I just have to collect all 24 limited edition cafe coasters! It'll be easier if we go together!"
Satan, who catches you when you stumble and jokingly asks, "are you okay, master?" He likes seeing the little sparks of wrath in your eyes that mirror his own.
Asmodeus, who thinks the word is hot and enjoys your reaction when he comes to steal you away from other people by saying "hey! I need to speak with my master. I'll be borrowing them for a while. I'm sure you don't mind."
Beelzebub, who hungrily stares at the food in the fridge with your name on it. He knows he needs to butter you up to have any chance of success: "Hey master, are you gonna eat that?"
Belphegor, who uses it at the most unexpected times. He texts the group chat, "does anyone know where our master is? I can't find them." It sets off a long chain of messages. "Master's not in their bedroom?" "Master? Haven't seen 'em." "Did you try yelling 'master!' and seeing if they respond?" "I saw master getting something to drink about an hour ago." "Master, are you reading our messages? I know you are." "I can't believe master is ignoring us." Several crying emoji are sent in quick succession.
Solomon and Barbatos, who witness the brothers doing this on occasion. Solomon turns to the latter and says, "You never call me your master. Want to give it a try?"
Barbatos looks at him with barely repressed revulsion. "I only have one master, and that is the Young Master. If you ever make such a joke again I will have you tried in court for lese-majeste."
#i know OG barbatos isn't as cutthroat towards solomon as NB barbatos is but i imagine he'd still be offended. mad barbatos is just funny.#obey me#obey me!#omswd#obey me scenarios#obey me shall we date#obey me headcanon#obey me x mc#obey me swd#obey me brothers#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#obey me barbatos#obey me solomon#obey me writing#obey me hcs#obey me fluff#obey me drabble
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Who's their emergency contact
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Lucifer: Mammon, his favourite brother and the one he turns to when things get serious. For the sake of his peace and sanity, there are things he'd rather keep secret from Diavolo and just for this reason he can't trust Barbatos either; telling something to the butler would only result in the prince knowing.
Mammon: you, whether you like it or not. Depending on the situation, Lucifer may leave him longer than necessary in the hospital (or wherever he's retained) and his younger brothers tend to make fun of him most of the time. If he has to face someone's wrath, please let it be yours.
Levi: Lucifer, the default option. As much as he loves and trusts you, he needs to be realistic: there are some things you cannot handle. Besides that, of course, his eldest brother is responsible when making decisions, especially if his family is involved.
Satan: Lucifer and he hates it. It used to be Asmo until he had an accident with a spell and ended up in serious trouble. When Asmo arrived he cried so hard out of worry that they had to call Lucifer, so he reluctantly changed it to save some time in the future.
Asmo: you. If something happens to him, the first person he wants to see when he wakes up is you and, if it were really serious anyway, you wouldn't go alone to get him. Plus, he'd also die of happiness under your care since he'd be receiving all your attention!
Beel: Lucifer, who he trusts the most in stressful situations. He loves Belphie with all his heart, yes, but he can't trust his twin to be awake at random times; emergencies can happen at any hour, after all.
Belphie: Beel. Does he have to explain? Besides you, there's no one in the family he trusts more than him, so it just makes sense.
You: Lucifer. Mammon tried to negotiate. He tried.
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This is so damn stupid. I promise I'm writing my normal posts, but I was watching Grey's Anatomy and it just happened. If it looks wonky, it's because I'm sleepy
Taglist: @ilovecandys2010Ā @ollieoven @kingofspadesdelusion
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MC falls asleep on him
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Lucifer:
āā¦?!ā Is what Lucifer is thinking as your head drops onto his shoulder.
You had cajoled him into doing some of his constant paperwork in a bigger chair for a change. So thereās room for you to sit next to him! Youāre not even demanding his attention, or the spare time that he doesnāt have, youāre being very considerate, you just wanted sit next to him, thatās all, you had promised!
Lucifer caved, because he is very soft for his humanāeven though heās loathe to look like it. You were in fact being considerateā¦ so he had brought a stack of relatively low-importance papers out of his office, into the living room.
You were sitting on a couch together, him with his stack of administrative papers and you with a homework assignment. You finished yours quickly, so you ended up playing a game on your DDD as you lean against him.
He checks on you periodically out of the corner of his eye. Heās relaxed thoughāas relaxed as Lucifer gets. This is peaceful. Meditative, almost. Heās happy. All his brothers are elsewhere, his tasks are not too overwhelming, he gets to have a nice, calming afternoon sitting in companionable silence with his favourite housemateā¦
A sudden weight falling on him jolts him out of his trance. Your cheekbone thunks against his shoulder. He blinks. Processing.
In quick succession, his brain goes like ā..?!ā then āit is mid-afternoon why are you sleepingā and āhave we been overworking our human?ā and āaww. MC really does trust me that much.ā
He adjusts the way youāre situated so youāre more comfortable as he finishes up the last of his work. When heās done, he takes a moment to just observe. To appreciate your trust in him. Also, to congratulate himself again for his part in the creation of the exchange program, because it brought you into his life.
(He tries to ignore the stubborn twinge of nostalgic heartache he feels as well. Youāre reminding him so much of Belphie, from back when his relationship with him was good. Heād never admit it, but he misses having his babiest brother fall asleep on him like this.)
Lucifer gathers up his papers, then picks you up, being careful not to jostle you too much. Let no one ever say he doesnāt take good care of his human. He carries you to your room to put you to bed. Clearly you need the extra sleep. Orā¦ well, he tries to. Youāre holding onto him pretty insistently.
He expects himself to feel irritated, butā¦ no. He canāt help but feel a little smug, actually. Itās cute, youāre cute, you donāt seem to want him to leave you. Soā¦ fine. Heāll oblige. For a short break.
(An hour or two later, youāll wake up to the smells and sounds of dinner being prepared. Youāreā¦ not under your blanket? No, youāre covered by Luciferās ridiculously long coat. Itās warm, soft. It smells like him. In this moment, itās impossible to miss how loved you are.)
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Mammon:
The first time this happened (in your room, watching movies without any of his brothers for once), Mammon was stunned. He had frozen up, stuttered some nonsense to no one in particular, then quickly slapped his free hand over his mouth as he realized he would wake you if he didnāt immediately chill out.
Now though? Youāve been in his life for a while. Heās your oldest friend here. Those movie nights had become a habit, even though it remained rare to have one with no one else joining in. So this has happened a lot, and heās gotten used to it. He doesnāt react so outwardly anymore, not unless one of his brothers show up to make fun of him.
If they try it, Mammon is rather aggressive about shushing them. At first, because he hated to be so obvious about how much he cares about you, but now that heās a bit more used to it, itās because he doesnāt want them to disturb you. He feels like heās protecting you by keeping his brothers from waking you up. Sometimes, heās the one who wakes you up by telling them to shut up just a bit too loudly, or silently gesturing for them to be quiet or go away a little too enthusiastically.
His brothers roast him even more for that. Poor thing.
Time and time again, you pass out on his shoulder. During a movie, mid relaxed hangouts with various groups of the brothers, in the rare times when hanging out solo with Mammon is a relaxing low-energy affair, while studying, during the lunch break at school, even in class sometimes. His heart warms, and he canāt help but smile at the familiar feel of you conked out on his shoulder again. He doesnāt even mind if you snore.
Mammon is usually such a loud, high energy person. Neither you nor him finds anything wrong with that of course, itās one of many lovable things about him. That doesnāt mean he doesnāt like being able to just chill with you sometimes though. Itās nice.
Eventually, he gets familiar enough with this that heās willing to move you around to get more comfortable. With time, he learns exactly what ways he can move you without disturbing you. So most of the time when you fall asleep on him, you wake up in some other position. Sitting in his lap, lying down with a sleeping Mammon wrapped around you, being carried to another room, propped up against his side in your next class, being hugged like a teddy bear in his room, etc etc.
He never questions why youāre tired. He just lets you pass out on him. He wants you to be in the best possible condition, and he will happily take all the time with you he can get. He takes this to mean that you also want all the time with him that you can get, that you would rather stay with him than go to bed when youāre tired because you would rather not be separated from him. Just like how he feels about you. Why else would he be in your room as often as he is?
You trusting him enough to sleep on him all the time makes him feel like heās being a good guardian demon, like heās as precious to you as you are to him.
Heās a fan of all the free cuddles he gets out of this, too.
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Levi:
Youāre in Leviās room with him, set up very comfortably as youāre marathoning an anime together. Youāve been at it for hours though, youāre already a bit sleep deprived, and youāve seen this one a few times already. You canāt stop yourself from nodding off. Your head drops onto his shoulder.
Levi freaks out.
āafgshrjdxsshāWH-!ā He flails. You immediately snap awake again. āYouāuhh-!ā He shoves you away in a panic, then immediately changes his mind, pulling you back in, then freezes for a moment before letting go of you to flap his hands frantically. āNonono stayāwait no, you donāt want toāI mean, you donāt have toāI mean, get oāuhh! Um! I mean! S-stay if you want, but I donāt care if you donāt want toā!ā
You blink slowly at him a couple times. Trying to parse his contradictory sputtering. Youāre tired, youāre not working at full brain power. You figure he means something along the lines of: āooo Iām Levi, I have bad self esteem and I canāt believe you want to touch me, but I want you to, but I canāt say that because I cope with feeling unlovable by acting all tsundere because that way I feel less pathetic, love you though!ā
You know. Standard Levi stuff. You love him so muchāand youād be very happy if he started therapy.
For now though, you just grab his arm and pull him closer to you again. You bury your face in his shoulder. This time, itās unmistakably a deliberate move. Wordlessly telling him that you do in fact love him enough to want to touch him.
Itās like his body just took a screenshot! He keysmashes out loud.
Slowly, he calms down. He puts one hesitant arm around you. You donāt move. He canāt tell if youāre already asleep again or just pretending to be, but either way you seem to be comfortable.
Soon enough, he finds himself smiling like an absolute dork. Thisā¦ is actually very effective reassurance. He feels all warm and fuzzy and loved. He likes holding you.
Itās reminding him of TSL fluff fics heās read where absolutely nothing happens except Henry and the Lord of Shadows cuddle. A way for him to experience affection vicariously through a character he relates to and a character he loves, when he really wants hugs himself but canāt have any.
He squeezes you softly as his heart warms. He squishes his cheek against the side of your head.
āI love my Henry..!ā Levi mumbles to himself, under his breath. He has no way of knowing if you heard that, which is why he said it out loud. Itāll be a while until he gets the nerve to say it when he knows you can hear.
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Satan:
He is HONOURED, he is OVERJOYED, he is MELTING, he isā¦ very carefully remaining perfectly chill.
Itās the same type of happiness as when a cat decides to sit on you out of nowhere. Heās been chosen!
He is SO happy you trust him so much!
He had been reading, as usual. You had been sitting next to him, as usual. You had gotten tired, and without a moment of hesitation you had buried your face in his shoulder and fallen asleep.
He carefully contains all the joy this gives him, so he doesnāt disturb you. He wraps an arm around you, plants a soft kiss on your head, and goes right back to reading.
If you sleep fitfully, heāll stroke your hair to soothe you.
When you wake up, heāll ask if you had a nice nap. He wonāt make any moves to make you get off him. If you choose to anyway, he wonāt react outwardly, because he doesnāt want to discourage you falling asleep on him again. He wants this to happen lots more! So heāll just smile at you and go back to his book.
But if you donāt choose to leave, heāll shift you entirely into his lap to make you both more comfortable. He can hug you properly like this. If heās sure youāll be comfortable with it, heāll kiss your forehead before going back to his book. Heās very happy to keep you there.
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Asmo:
Predictably, Asmoās gonna take ALL the pictures of this!
A few in which he doesnāt look at the camera, as if they were candid shots. Some where heās posing cutely, a couple where heās kissing your head, a bunch of various angles of your sleeping face. What can he say, he thinks the way your cheek squishes against his collarbone is just precious.
A bit less predictably, he posts none on devilgram. No, these are just for him.
ā¦maybe the best ones are for the group chat. Heās gotta show off his cute human to someone, it may as well be to his brothers. Theyāll appreciate you properly. Heāll share after youāve woken up, though. He doesnāt want anyone barging in to disturb you.
Heāll share the pictures with you as well if you ask, of course! What he will NOT do, however, is risk you deleting them! Heāll back them up first. Heāll store them in a hidden album if youāre shy about them, but heās not deleting them!
Well, unless youāre genuinely uncomfortable. Then, okay fine. But please let him keep at least one? Youāre so cute!
Heāll be more affectionate over the following days. Trying to be next to you all the time, inviting you to his room at every opportunity, pulling you to sit next to him. All because he hopes youāll fall asleep on him again. Or just lean on him like that, and let him cuddle you. Please, heād be SO happy!
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Beel:
Beel is so used to this behaviour. Belphie falls asleep on him all the time. Heād be the most chill about it.
As if itās routine, heāll secure you in your position with his arm, so you canāt fall and get hurt. Heāll rub your back and hum softly to you to help you relax if you donāt seem to be sleeping well. Beel is warm and soft and big and comfy, like the giant teddy bear he is at heart. Heās considerate and gentle. Heās always really sweet to you, and that doesnāt change one bit even when youāre unconscious.
When he inevitably gets too hungry to stay where he is, heāll just take you to the kitchen with him. Itās no problem, he does this with Belphie all the time. It doesnāt matter how much you weigh, Beel can carry you easily. He thinks nothing of it.
He can cook one handed too if he needs to. Heās got practiceāalso because of Belphie. Heās chilling, heās comfortable, thereās nothing unusual about this at all to him.
If the kitchen noises wake you up, heāll apologize and share his food with you. Heāll tell you outright that heās happy to let you use him as a pillow whenever you want.
(Also, he makes a mental note to drop you off with Belphie instead of bringing you along to the kitchen and risking waking you up again next time)
If it doesnāt wake you up, no problem! Thatās what he expected. He just carries you around as he does what he needs to do around the house. Heāll put you to bed properly if he needs to go outside of course, but otherwise heās bringing you with him.
When you wake up, heāll put you down if you somehow indicate thatās what you want. If you donāt though, he justā¦ wonāt. He likes holding you. Heād do it so often if he thought youād like him to.
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Belphie:
ā¦Welp. The table has turned, hasnāt it.
People donāt fall asleep on Belphie while heās awake too often! Heās not usually conscious to experience this! He likes it though. He thinks youāre being so cute.
9 times out of 10, Belphie will take this as his cue to cuddle up to you and join you in sleep. He can always be tempted into a nap. Heād make sure this the comfiest, nicest, most restful nap youāve ever taken. Heād make sure you feel so safe and loved. You will NOT be disturbed on his watch.
On the rare tenth time, when Belphie isnāt tired, he might whine about being trapped. When one of his brothers points out that he can move you very easily, he glares at them. He maintains that itās illegal to move when youāve been chosen as someoneās pillow. When itās pointed out that heās perfectly capable of waking you if he really wants to get up, he looks affronted. He would NOT do that, he says. Do they think heās completely heartless, he asks.
Well. He wouldnāt do that unless heās feeling particularly bratty. Heād totally do it to any of his brothersā¦ but heās soft with you. He loves you. Be so for real, do you think heād really ever pass up an opportunity to cuddle you? No way. He can go shopping later.
He wonāt tell you that though. Heāll bitch about it to your face, complaining until you agree to go shopping with him next time, all the while refusing to let go of you.
He already was not hesitating to fall asleep on you, but he somehow gets more shameless and constant about it. Since youāre doing it too, itās your thing now. Youād be a hypocrite to complain now.
Yeah, he couldnāt be happier about this. Please sleep on him all the time. Enable him even more! Heāll make sure you wonāt regret it.
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Feeling Sheepish
Requested By: @deludedprime
Summary: You were a sheep for your exchange year in the Devildom (Season 1) but during your time in the human world, the spell wore off. When Solomon brings you back to the Devildom (Season 2), everyone has a different reaction to your new body. The Seven Demon Brothers & Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, and Simeon Featuring Luke, Raphael, Mephisto, and Thirteen Word Count: 3,737 Characters are written in chronological order instead of the normal order! Based on Lesson 21-1 & 21-2
Being a sheep in the Devildom wasnāt as bad as it may seem at first glance.
Thereās no denying that safety was an issue. After all, you were small and somewhat defenseless if a demon tried to attack you.
But, you didnāt need to use nearly as many resources to take care of yourself. And, on top of that, it was easy to make friends when you looked so adorable and approachable.
Being a sheep also took away the social construct of beauty. There was no way anyone could judge the way you dressed or did your hair because you were simply a sheep.
So, while there was a bit of an adjustment period at first, by the end of your exchange year in the Devildom, you had grown accustomed to being a small creature.
But, as the saying goes, all good things must come to an end, and before you knew it, it was time for you to leave the Devildom.
You were heartbroken to leave your friends - but, you werenāt even sure if they could see the tears you were shedding as a sheep.
And then with a blink of an eye, you were teleported back to the human world and that was the end of it.
Luckily, the spell wore off pretty quickly when you returned to the human world and you had your normal body back.
And whether or not that was what you wanted, you knew it was probably for the best. After all, what considerations were held for you as a sheep in the Devildom, certainly wouldnāt be held in the human world.
You could be shaved bald for your wool or get put on a farm. Or worse. There were some places where sheep was a common cuisine.
Becoming a human once again required yet another adjustment period. You had to relearn how to walk on two feet instead of four. You had to make sure you were dressed properly and that your hair was neat.
Not to mention the fact that you were starving. As a sheep, you ate such small portions. Now, you felt like you had to make up for lost time.Ā
Everyone from the Devildom continued to stay in contact with you, of course. But, all they could hear was your voice. They couldnāt see you.
So they were none the wiser when it came to your sudden transformation. They were completely in the dark.Ā
At least that was the case until one day, Solomon showed up to see you.
Solomon was planning a trip back to the Devildom and he was planning on taking you.
Truth be told, he missed it down there. The memories that he experienced were full of fun and endearing moments. And, he wanted to make some more.
You were typically at the center of those memories, and as such, he couldnāt imagine returning to the Devildom without you.
The two of you had stayed in touch, sending messages here and there and even calling when the time allowed it.
But, it was nothing like before - which is why Solomon decided to surprise you by showing up in person.
He used a tracking spell to find your location and continued to text you to keep up the ruse.
His eyes scanned the area for your little sheep form and he got a bit worried when he couldnāt find you. He was positive he had done the tracking spell right.
Thatās when he noticed someone walking and texting - on a D.D.D.
It wasnāt like those were popular in the human world. You could only get them from the Devildom - which meantā¦
The realization dawned on Solomon that the spell that turned you into a sheep would have worn off by now, and he connected the dots.
He took a brief couple of moments to take in your new appearance. He felt privileged to be the first one to see you in your human form.
Then he approached you and he couldnāt help the smile that formed on his lips when you looked into his eyes with soft familiarity in yours.
Solomon would love to whisk you away and spend the day with you. To have some alone time with you before the others stole every second of your time.
But - he was on a mission. He came to you for a reason.Ā
A reason that he didnāt give you much time to ponder over before teleporting the two of you back to the Devildom.
Back to your friends.
Lucifer was stunned when he watched two humans fall through the portal that had opened up in the middle of the assembly room.
He recognized Solomon right away. He wore a smile as he landed on his feet gracefully.
The one Lucifer didnāt recognize was the human who had crash-landed on top of Satan.
From his position, Lucifer could see that they were attractive, but why had Solomon brought them there?
āWhoops. Sorry, about that Y/N. I really shouldāve warned you to be careful where you land,ā Solomon stated and it all became clear to Lucifer.
You were the human that had stolen all of their hearts. You were the one they had been pining over and longing for since the moment you left the Devildom.
And now you were in your true form.
And your true form seemed to have an even greater effect on the eldest.
āY/Nā¦?! Solomonā¦!ā were the only two words that came out of Luciferās mouth as he was still trying to process everything.
He was trying to hold it together. He was doing what he could to not show any weakness.
He wanted to remain as calm and composed as he normally was, but his eyes refused to listen as they were continuously drawn to you, taking in every inch of your appearance.
And when you finally smiled at him, he knew it was over for him.
āAAAAAH!! Whaā¦whaā¦WHA?! Is this reallyā¦are you really reallyā¦REALLY?!ā
Levi was so overwhelmed by the situation that he wasnāt able to form real words.
He felt like his brain was racing at a hundred words a second.
He had just got his friend back - his true friend.
And he was so excited to see you again.
Except it wasnāt the you he had gotten to know over the past year.
Now, you were back in your human body and despite him mostly being excited, he couldnāt help but be intimidated.
Like Lucifer, Levi did his best to not trail his eyes over your new body and when he caught himself doing so, his cheeks turned a bright pink and he mentally scolded himself.
Levi could barely manage to not freak out in your presence when you were a sheep. How was he supposed to do that now that you were a human?
And not just any human, but an attractive one!
Leviās overthinking could have given him a panic attack on the spot if it werenāt for the fact that he was in front of everyone else.
He just needed to keep reminding himself that you were the same person he had come to know and love.
Maybe then he would still be able to hang out with you despite the fact that your new form made his heart race and made his palms sweaty.
āY/N, itās YOU! Itās REALLY YOU!ā
Asmoās excitement showed more than his other brothersā as they all processed your new form in their own way.
Asmo, for one, was soo ecstatic about the new change in your appearance.
Could you blame him? He was the Avatar of Lust and you just showed up in a new body.
When you were a sheep, you had a personality that could charm anyone, anywhere.
And now you had a body that could do the same.Ā
Asmoās eyes had a special glint in them as his questions filled his mind.
How smooth was your skin?
Were your lips as soft as they appeared?
Did your hair feel as healthy as it looked?
Asmo got even more excited as he realized now he would be able to do all of the beauty treatments with you and see them in full effect.
There was only so much you could do as a sheep. After all, wool was a lot different from skin.
If heās caught staring at your new body, Asmo will be shameless about it.
Itās not like he doesnāt have a good reason to stare.
He just couldnāt wait for the student council meeting to be over so they could all take you back to the House of Lamentation.
Asmo wanted every single one of his questions answered, and he couldnāt do that in the middle of the Assembly Hall.
Wellā¦he could, but Lucifer would probably be mad.
Mammon went through a full mood swing.Ā
At first, he was confused because a random human just dropped into the middle of their meeting.Ā
But when Solomon said your name, everything changed for Mammon.
He hadnāt stopped blushing since he realized that the random human was - his human.
Mammon had a hard time trying not to admit his feelings for you when you were a sheep.
But now - now you were a human.
A human that he could hug, kiss, and cuddle if you let him.
He told his mind to stop thinking such thoughts but it would respond by flooding his brain with even more thoughts and images.
He wore a smile the more he looked at you. He had missed you so much.
But, in his true, tsundere fashion, he couldnāt let you catch onto how much he missed you.
āWait, whā¦huh?!...I knew you missed me and all, but THIS is just crazy!ā
Mammon thought he did a good job of remaining composed.
He believed he did a good job of hiding the fact that you being there - in this form - was making his head spin and making him weak in the knees.
But when the two of you locked eyes, he knew that he wouldnāt be able to keep his charade up for much longer.
You were his weakness as a sheep, now you were his kryptonite.
āY/Nā¦ā
Satan was trying to analyze the situation.Ā
You fell on top of him when you came out of the portal and he was completely blindsided by the contact.
So he was trying to still gather his bearings while his brothers spoke.
When he finally did manage to get back to his feet, Satan asked, āDo you want to tell me why you just appeared out of thin air and landed on my head?ā
But as Satan faced you to ask that question, he took in your appearance and a small blush coated his cheeks.
Suddenly, he was happy that you landed on him. Thankful even.
He had noticed that when you landed on him, you were definitely bigger than a little sheep.
But he didnāt expect this.
He couldnāt imagine if you would have landed on one of his other brothers, especially Lucifer.
The thought alone threatened to spark his wrath.
Satan let his eyes trail down you, studying your new body as if it were a new piece of information he was learning.
And he had never been so excited to learn.
This was a subject he would happily study in depth if you allowed him to.
For now, Satan settled on helping you to your feet, your hand feeling much softer and warmer than the hoof that he was used to feeling.
And as you stood close to him, his heart skipped a beat.
He knew that everyone was going to be in deep trouble now that you had gotten your true form back.
āHow about that! Y/N, itās really you!!ā
Diavolo had a boyish grin on his face as he spoke to you. He had missed you just as much as the brothers had, whether he showed it as much as they did or not.
He knew that the spell that turned you into a sheep must have worn off by now.
But, still, it was a surprise to see you in your human body.
He had to admit - you were quite the head-turner.
A twinge of fear set into Diavolo as he questioned how you ended up in the Devildom again.
āWait, you didnāt perform some sort of unsavory ritual to cast your soul down here, did you?! You better not have!ā
When you shook your head no, Diavolo let out a breath of relief, knowing that you were okay.
āI canāt believe youāre actually back here with us again!ā he added, his smile returning.
Diavolo could see how good you were for his kingdom.
He could see the way you changed things for the better, and he could see how negative things were without you.
Your presence brought a light to their lives that he had been missing.
And that light shone even brighter in your real body.Ā
Diavolo would be lying if he said he didnāt find you attractive. He would be lying if he said he hadnāt been sneaking glances this entire time.
But he had to keep his composure in front of everyone.
When the two of you were alone though - and he would make sure that you had some alone time - thatās when he would let his true feelings show.
āYes. This really is quite the happy surprise. Itās good to see you again, Y/N.ā
Barbatos was as professional as ever, but you could see his eyes sparkling just a bit more than usual and his smile reaching just a little further.
Like Diavolo, Barbatos knew that the spell would have worn off by now.
But, it wasnāt something that was talked about.Ā
It wasnāt a typical topic of conversation and because of that, it was easy to forget that the next time any of them would see you, you wouldnāt be a sheep.
Barbatos was pleasantly surprised.
He had seen your human form once before - the details of which he wonāt disclose.
But, seeing you in your human body after he had gotten to know you was completely different.
It elevated his opinion of you and made him believe you really were the most attractive creature he had met.
No other human, demon, or angel had made his heart race the way you did.
Barbatos had taken a backseat during your first year in the Devildom.
He allowed you to make connections with the others first.
But, now, he was excited for his turn.
There were a lot more things he could teach you and bond with you over now that you had your human body back and he was going to take advantage of each of those things.
Belphie had been doing his best to not fall asleep in the student council meeting.
The last time he did, Lucifer caught and punished him with a whole lot of work and Belphie did not want a repeat of that.
So, he was thankful when the portal opened up, providing a necessary distraction from the boring events that were taking place.
When he saw Solomon fall through the portal, Belphie perked up a bit, curious as to what the mysterious sorcerer had planned this time.
He noticed another human had fallen on top of his older brother and bit back a chuckle at the scene.
When Solomon stated your name, Belphieās blood ran cold as he began to process the shock.
Was that really youā¦in that body?!
Belphie had a hundred things to say and to ask. But, he couldnāt get a word in between everyone else, so he quietly took in everything about you.
Your voice was the same and you acted the same. It really was you.Ā
Belphie couldnāt help but wonder if it would be more fun to cuddle you now.
He would miss the softness of your wool, but would you be warmer now? Or more comfortable to lay on top of?
Belphie was pulled from his thoughts when he noticed you being bombarded with questions of why you were there and he finally decided to speak up.
āListen, I am curious to know why youāre here. But before we get into that, are you going to be staying for a while? Because if so, youāll be staying at the House of Lamentation, right? Oh, but waitā¦I bet your roomās covered in dustā¦ā
āNo problem, Y/N can just sleep in our room.ā
Like Belphie, Beel had remained silent until then.Ā
He had been happily munching on a snack, paying the bare minimum of attention to Diavolo during the meeting as he ate.
But he hadnāt been able to take another bite since you and Solomon fell through the portal.Ā
Was that what you looked like on a normal basis? Why didnāt you tell him?
He knew that you were a human that had been placed under a sheep transformation spell, but his imagination never could have come up with the beauty you exuded.
You were on a different level than others and he couldnāt take his eyes away from you.Ā
He noticed his other brothers were having the same trouble looking away, and Beel suddenly felt a twinge of jealousy.
You were in your own body now and part of him wished he was the only one who was able to see it.
Wellā¦it was okay if Belphie saw you like this too.
But, the others were looking at you with a look of lust in their eyes and Beel wanted to sweep you into his arms and keep you from them.
Which is why he jumped at the opportunity to offer his and Belphieās room to you.Ā
He couldnāt imagine you staying with one of his other brothers after seeing the look in their eyes.
Surely, something would happen if you did and Beel wanted to burn that imagery out of his mind.
Simeon had been in contact with the others in the Devildom and when he found out that you had returned, he couldnāt help but feel like he was missing out.
The demons werenāt the only ones who missed seeing you and talking to you.
He felt like he was missing out even more when they told him that you were back in your human form.
Simeon could only imagine what you looked like. What your hair color was, whether you were tall or short, and what kind of clothes you liked to wear?
That possibilities were driving Simeon crazy and before he knew it, he was finding some way to bring you to the Celestial Realm so that he could see you.
He was beyond happy and excited when you agreed to go, and he paced nervously by the gates as he waited for your arrival.
When the gates finally did open, revealing you and Solomon, Simeon felt his breath leave his body.
He always joked about you being an angel based on the things you did, but now you looked like one.
Simeon could write an entire book on how ethereal and stunning you were.
He did his best to remind himself that he was an angel and shouldnāt be entertaining any thoughts that the demons surely had.
But - you were the first human he had ever met that elicited those ideas from him.
He wasnāt sure how much time he had with you - but he knew that he had to make the most of it.
One of the benefits of being a bit more uncultured and younger than everyone else was that someoneās form didnāt have the same implications for him.
LUKE
Luke had heard from Simeon that you were in your human body, but he didnāt think too much of it.
It didnāt matter if you were a human, a sheep, or anything else. You were still the friend that he came to know and love and want to protect.
Luke had been so excited to show you around the Celestial Realm that he didnāt waste a moment on taking in your new appearance.
Raphael had caught a glimpse of you while you were in the Celestial Realm.
In fact, you would have believed he didnāt notice if it hadnāt been for the fact that you were now bigger than him and did things that you couldnāt do as a sheep.
RAPHAEL
He knew that Simeon and Luke had been excited to see you, so he didnāt dare take your time like they did.
But he saw you chasing after Luke and it made him stop in his tracks as he couldnāt help but stare at you.
He may not have understood your appeal as a sheep. But, seeing you now, he could understand why exactly you had everyone wrapped around your finger.
Mephisto was a bit slow to realize who you were.
And if he wasnāt careful he was sure that someday he may find himself in the same position as the others.
MEPHISTO
He had seen you walking around the Devildom with the others and couldnāt help but wonder who you were and why Diavolo and the others were so close to you.
He had to admit that you were rather attractive, but surely your looks couldnāt be the only reason they were drawn to you.
It wasnāt until one of them said your name while walking by Mephisto that all of the dots connected in his head.
And he wore a small blush as he realized the one he had been admiring from afar was none other than the human exchange student.
The news didnāt deter him though. Instead, it enticed him.
Your new body enticed him.
Thirteen was the last to find out about your new form.
He would have to make himself more useful to Diavolo so that he could find a way to grow closer to you.
THIRTEEN
Like Luke, your body didnāt really make much of a difference to her. After all, she was mostly interested in looking at your soul, and that didnāt change whether you were sheep or human.
But, seeing you for the first time still surprised her. You didnāt look anything like she would have expected - in a good way.
Surely, you would be more useful in helping her make traps in this form.
And she had to admit you were pleasing to look atā¦
Maybe this was a good thing?
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You sometimes wonder if the demons end up in your room at night because somehow they know that you no longer prefer to wake up alone.
Ever since you started living at the House of Lamentation, you have gotten used to finding one or more of them there with you. A friendly face, a gentle touch, the warm body of someone who cared for you, someone you cared for in return.
They all arrive in their own unique ways.
Mammon, who always crashes through your door so easily during the day, sneaks in quietly at night. Most of the time he doesn't wake you. But if he does, he gets flustered and starts to leave until you ask him to stay.
"Of course ya want the Great Mammon to stay with ya," he says. Even in the darkness, you know he's blushing as he says it.
If you whine with nightmares, he'll kiss your head, pull you closer, and whisper that it'll be all right. And instantly the nightmares dissipate.
You never have nightmares when Belphie is around, either. He shows up in your dreams himself, fighting off the terrors with an energy you never see in him when he's awake.
He'll snuggle up to you any time and any place, but most often he finds you at night. He's impossible to disturb, even if you kick him in your sleep. You sometimes wake to find him in strange positions.
Asmo always rearranges him if they both end up with you on the same night.
"You won't get quality sleep like this," he says. "And you need quality sleep if you want to have quality skin!"
When he's alone, Asmo will come in only to stare at you fondly for a while. You know he never intends to stay. It's just a little peek at his favorite sleeping human. But then he finds he can't tear himself away. You'll wake up with his lips pressed against your cheek, as he always wants to kiss you in his sleep.
You sometimes have dreams about eating something, but in the morning you find it's because Beel was there having a midnight snack before falling asleep beside you. He likes to hold you close, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you against his chest. You wake up in the middle of the night sometimes because it feels like being held by a furnace.
Although these are the brothers you wake up to most often, you'll find the others come around sometimes, too.
Satan will crawl into bed with you directly, without hesitation, but you know he's embarrassed about the need to be next to you. He'll hold you tightly, like he's afraid to let go. If you ask him what's wrong, he'll tell you, but it's always muffled because he's pressing his face into your neck.
"I'm irritated and I can't calm down enough to sleep," he says. "You alwaysā¦ "
You brush your fingers through his hair soothingly. "I know," you say. Because you do. You know that your presence relaxes him in a way nothing else does.
The ever elusive Levi only stops in when you're alone. He won't join any of his brothers and half the time, he's still awake in his room, binging anime or gaming into the wee hours. You pretend to be asleep if you know he's lingering outside your door because then he'll finally come inside.
He'll stand there and look at you, like he's just dropping in for a moment. He tells himself he'll always leave before you wake up, but that never happens. You deliberately shift yourself to be inviting, creating a space for him beside you. If he's here, he likely needs to rest, to shut off his mind for a little while, to indulge in his desire to be close to you when no one else is around. He blushes the whole time, but he does crawl beneath your covers and rest his head on your chest.
And then there's Lucifer.
The other brothers are constantly going in and out of your room. They have gaming competitions there and movie marathons. Sometimes they gather to do homework with you. Sometimes it's only one or two of them. And you always find one sleeping beside you.
Lucifer rarely takes part in these activities. He's always holed up in his office, working. He waits for you to come to him.
But every once in a while, you'll wake to find him kneeling beside your bed, his hand in your hair or resting on your cheek. Like he came in to check on you and couldn't resist a soft caress. His presence inevitably wakes you. And if you reach out, if you grab his hand, if you hold onto him, he'll give in and stay.
His most vulnerable moments are when he lies down in your bed beside you and lets himself run his fingers along your skin. He'll kiss your forehead and your eyelids, a tender gesture that speaks volumes.
And every morning, no matter who is with you when you wake, you find yourself next to someone who loves you. It becomes your favorite way to start the day. And somehow, every demon living in the House of Lamentation is aware of this. They make sure you're never sleeping alone.
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hi! š· i love your scenarios so i instantly came to rq here <3
could you write about mc and the brothers having possessive s3x for the first time? their relationship is relatively new and they did it a few times, but for some reason they got jealous and the way they deal with it is by having somewhat angry / possessive s3x with reader (which is very different from what they're used to do
for example: belphie is usually lazy or slow, satan is a gentleman and spends a lot of time on foreplay, reader notices how their usual this time is almost the opposite bc the brother in question is SO jealous
idk if it made sense </3 if writing the 7 of them feels too much for you, then would mammon + satan + barbatos be okay? they're my favorites!
have an amazing day btw i love your content
Content Warning(s): NSFW obviously LMAO, hairpulling(Lucifer, Belphie), semi-public(Mammon, Asmo), overstimulation(Satan), slight degradation(Belphie), not proofread LOL
Character(s): GN!Reader(no pronouns mentioned), Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmo, Beel, Belphie, Barbatos
Authors Notes: hi there! i'm so flattered you love my writing, it means a lot! and dw I saw your other ask, so you're all good no worries about verification. nonnie, I'll do you one better and I ended up writing all the bros plus barbs as a bonus lol. enjoy!
nsfw under the cut! minors dni or i will block you :)
Reminder to abide by my guidelines for NSFW content tysm :]
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Lucifer [š¦š]
Others keep occupying your time.
"Remind me again, who exactly do you belong to?"
Your moans are stifled as you press your face against the pillow. Lucifer's pace is relentless and although he can be rough in general, tonight feels different. There's something far more carnal and possessive in the way Lucifer thrusts into you. His movements are done so with reckless abandon, a stark contrast to how he usually takes you.
"Y-you Lucifer!" you gasp, body shaking from the intense pleasure coursing through your body. You yelp and moan out his name as he runs a hand through your scalp, pulling your face so that you're staring at him, his hands having a firm grip on your hair. "I can't hear you, louder," he commands you, your faces practically centimeters away from each other.
"You Lucifer!" you sob, feeling his large hand pressing into the small of your back, pushing you down against the mattress. Lucifer smirks, his other hand trailing down to your neck, holding you there firmly. "That's right my love, me. Not my brothers and certainly not that shady sorcerer," he practically spits out those last words. Lucifer's head falls back as he continues to thrust roughly into you, feeling himself close to his release.
You can feel yourself tightening around him, and you arch your back, body shaking as your orgasm washes over you. Lucifer lets out a low moan, making a few more shallow thrusts into you before spilling his seed into your hole. Chest heaving, he pulls out, watching with satisfaction as his release trickles out of you. Taking two fingers, he trails them up your inner thighs, causing you to jump from how sensitive you were after your high. Lucifer takes his fingers and takes the excess that spills out, prodding it back in.
"Keep that in there my love, it's proof that you're mine after all, if not, I'll have to punish you a bit more unfortunately. You can do that, can't you?"
Mammon [š°š]
Someone thought flirting with you at the casino was a good idea.
"Dammit, you drive me crazy y'know?"
Your legs are currently wrapped around Mammon's waist, goosebumps littering your skin as you feel the wall against your back, your shirt long discarded. Your arms are wrapped securely around Mammon's neck for support. Mammon kisses you roughly, hungrily, as if he were scared of you running away or disappearing from right in front of him.
"That damn incubus," he hisses, pushing into you, "Thinking they have anything on the Great Mammon. You're my lucky charm, no one else's." His teeth scrape at your neck as he leaves mark after mark. You're pretty sure your back is rubbed raw from how fast and hard Mammon is thrusting into you, and your legs shake around Mammon's waist, but despite this Mammon holds you securely, his grip on your thighs giving you enough support.
"Mammon!" you whine, your hands tangled in his hair. Your face is pressed into the crook of his neck, and you can hear Mammon gasp, groan, and curse with each thrust he makes. Judging by how loud the two of you were being, you had no doubt that the entire casino knew that you were getting fucked hard by Mammon.
"You're mine alright? Mine, mine, mine, my treasure," he whispers in your ear, and he accentuates each of his words with a slap of his hips against yours. Your moans become louder and you can practically feel yourself on the verge of releasing onto him.
"Mine." And with one last word, Mammon makes one last thrust up into you, hitting your most sensitive spot and you practically go limp in his arms as your orgasm washes over you. Mammon's hips slowly still, and he checks over you, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
"I won't let anyone take you from me alright? Much less some random incubus who thinks they can steal my treasure from me."
Leviathan [šš§”]
You showed him your duo in an online game.
"Levi, they're just a friend!" You gasp softly as he pushes you into his bathtub, a pout on his face. Immediately, he presses himself up against you, rubbing his cheek against your exposed collarbone. "I don't care," he grumbles softly, one hand snaking up to pin your hands above your head, his other hand trailing underneath your shirt, caressing your sides. "I should be the only one to carry you, not anyone else. You're my player 2, my Henry," he nips at your shoulder and you shudder, feeling yourself grow aroused from the close proximity and from his touches.
"I don't care if they're ranked number one, I'll prove I'm better than them by beating them!" His pupils are dilated as he looks at you below him, and he can't help the sudden ache and the growing tent in his pants. Gasping softly, he starts grinding up against you, and you can't help but reach up for him, pulling his hips flush against yours, in search of some very much needed friction to relieve the tension you're feeling.
Both of your gasps can be heard, and you're pretty sure that if Levi didn't soundproof his room, anyone walking outside could probably hear just how heated the two of you were getting. You tighten your grasp on him, your hands snaking up to tug at the back of his hair cause Levi to moan against you as he kisses you roughly.
You stare up at him blearily, not even realizing when he shifted into his demon form. Shivering, one of your hands move from the back of his head, down to his abdomen and Levi jerks in your grasp, a flush painting his pale face.
"Do you know how badly I want you? Please don't give your attention to others, just stay focused on me."
Satan [š¾š]
Gets riled up because he sees Lucifer closer to you than he'd like.
Your chest heaves from exertion as Satan brings you to your umpteenth release. Your legs are shaking from overstimulation and you're pretty sure you've lost count of how many times Satan has made you come. His bangs stick to his forehead as he dives back between your legs, sucking marks along your inner thighs, his grip digging into the flesh of your thighs.
Your hands make their way to his hair, tugging on the golden strands and you feel Satan groan, his moans sending vibrations down your core. He looks up at you, pupils dilated. "Satan no more please! I can't take it anymore," you whimper softly, feeling tears prick at the edge of your vision. Satan only laughs looking up at you, using a hand to push his hair out of his eyes. "Nono, we're not finished yet," his voice is dangerously soft as he stares at you, body trembling underneath his gaze. His nose wrinkles and his eyes narrow as he pulls your bottom closer to him, once again positioning himself between your legs. "I can still smell him on you and I intend to erase every trace of Lucifer from you, from your mind, and from your body. Understand?"
You slowly nod, your thighs quivering either from anticipation or overstimulation, you weren't sure at this point anymore.
Satan smiles as he licks a stripe up where you're most sensitive, and your body jerks still sensitive from all your orgasming from earlier. You squirm to get your body away from him but his grip holds tight to you.
"Stay right where you are. I thoroughly intend to take my time with you tonight."
Asmodeus [šš©·]
Your fans started getting too touchy with you.
Asmo isn't one to get jealous easily....not usually.
However, today was supposed to be about just you and him and it frustrated him to no end seeing your fans flock over to you, occupying all of your time. Asmo's eyes narrow as he watches them practically latch themselves onto you, and you barely pushing them away, laughing it off lightly. You're shocked by his sudden actions, grabbing your wrist and pulling you away from the crowd and down a secluded alleyway. His silence is rather unsettling, and there's a strange gleam in his eyes.
.....
"A-Asmo slow down!" You gasp out, feeling your back pressed against the wall, and Asmo's gaze trained on you, his hands sliding up your arms, pinning them above your head. You shiver, feeling his breath grace the outer shell of your ear, and you unintentionally tilt your head to the side, giving him more room to slot his face into your neck.
"Do you love me?" His question catches you off guard and you stare at him quizzically. "What? Of course I do." you frown slightly pulling on your hands, but Asmo holds your hands in place firmly. He presses his body against yours, and you gasp slightly, feeling his knee pressing against your crotch. "You sure seemed to be having fun entertaining those fans of yours. While I don't mind everyone fawning over you, today was just supposed to be about me and you was it not?" He has a slight pout on his face, lip jutting out.
You stare at him incredulously, eyes wide. If you were being honest, Asmo was adorable, especially with that little pout on his face. "It's not like you to be this jealous," you laugh a little, your face flushing. You feel him press your body more against the wall, and you have to suppress the urge to let out a moan as he continues grinding his leg against where you're most sensitive. His hand snakes past the waistband of your pants and you nearly keel over from his touch, leaning against him for support.
"I'm only like this for you, and no one else."
Beelzebub [šā¤ļø]
His Fangol teammates were far friendlier to you than he'd like.
Your throat is sore, but that's a given considering you had spent the good part of the last few hours screaming out Beel's name, cheering him on after he scored point after point. What you certainly didn't forsee was you practically folded over one of the benches in the locker room, Beel holding one of your legs wide open as he thrusts into you roughly. The way you're positioned, if someone were to open the door to the locker room would end up seeing you sprawled out as Beel rammed himself against you.
"S-slow down Beel! It's too much!" Your head falls back, and you feel like you're being split apart by how big he is. Normally, Beel is much more gentle, taking his time with you but it seems that in the heat of the moment, he chose to forgo any sense of moderation.
"I don't like that my teammates got too close to you," he grunts, hips stuttering as he pulls you closer, his chest heaving from exertion. Ah that's right, he's referring to his teammates that immediately crowded around you to thank you for cheering so fervently for them. You remember the way Beel watched you from outside the crowd, his expression unreadable. You can recall conversing with his fellow teammates before feeling a pair of hands loop around your waist, pulling you towards them....which somehow led to the situation that you were currently in.
Beel's grip on your thigh is borderline painful, and you're sure that there'll be marks there come tomorrow from how roughly he's currently manhandling you. You reach up grasping at his arm, momentarily causing his movements to falter as he looks at you, temporarily shaken out of his frenzy. "Beel slow down please, I swear I only have eyes for you," you whimper softly, your legs shaking. His expression softens as he stares down at you, leaning over to press an apologetic kiss to your forehead. His motions are slower now, you notice, and there's a tenderness in the way he holds onto you now, one hand pressed against your waist, the other still holding onto your thigh but much less tight now.
"Sorry, you drive me crazy. I promise I'll make this up to you later."
Belphegor [š®š]
Your project partner was getting too buddy-buddy with you.
"Hahh, fuck you're so tight~"
Belphie practically hisses this in your ear as he sinks into you, bent over one of the desks in an empty classroom. The surface is cold against your front, your RAD uniform unbuttoned, and shirt pushed up as Belphie leans entirely against you. Your knuckles are white from how hard they're gripping the desk, meanwhile, Belphie has a good grasp on you from behind, his hand tugging at your scalp.
Your back arches as he thrusts into you, using your head as leverage, and you're pretty sure everyone outside has a pretty good idea of what's going on, based on how loudly the desk is scraping against the floor. Your gasp, shoulders hunched as you hold onto desperately to the desk. Belphie's tail flicks irritably as he watches your expression. "Enjoying this are you? Do you really like everyone outside knowing how I'm using you right now? Let them know how desperate you are for me to fuck you dumb like this. Go on, moan louder why don't you."
Your heart pounds in your chest and you let out shuddering breaths as Belphie's hips snap against you, hitting your most sensitive spots. He leans over, whispering in your ear, "The door's unlocked, and anyone could walk in right now and see the two of us like this. Are you getting off to this? To the idea of others seeing what a mess you are right now? Well, that's too damn bad because no one can have you like I can, and certainly not your project partner....what's their face?" He practically spits out, and you can feel the jealousy practically dripping off of him.
"Thinking they're better than me, too bad they'll never get the chance to see you like this. Oh well, you'll behave for me won't you?"
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Barbatos [āš¤]
The Young Master was occupying too much of your time.
"Apologies, I'm afraid I won't be able to restrain myself tonight."
You stare at Barbatos confused, watching as he approaches you at the foot of the bed, smoothly pushing you down in one swift moment with one hand. The other lifted to his mouth as he bites at the finger, and pulls it off just as swiftly. Your mouth is agape as he switches hands, holding you down with ease as he removes his other glove.
"As much as I'd like to thank the young master for consistently inviting you over for tea, I will admit there are times when it was just the two of us without his presence." His hands trail your figure, and you're not quite sure what it is about him tonight but he seems.....different. He's far more forward, taking the initiative rather than waiting for you to take the lead. You gasp as you feel his mouth on you, his teeth scraping along your neck. You gasp, leaning away so he has more room to do as he pleases.
"Barbatos-" He presses a finger to your lips, effectively shushing you. There's just something that turns him on so much, seeing you underneath him so helpless and pliant. His nose is wrinkled slightly as he gazes at you. You lay there, back arching as Barbatos has his way with you, cold hands caressing you, but not touching you where you ached for him the most.
"Hush now, let me take care of you, my love."
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sometimes you look at satan and think of lucifer. of course you keep it for yourself, you're wise enough to know that even when he's not mad at you but it definitely makes him uncomfortable. but sometimes, you mean it, only a few times in the span of many years you've known him, you look at him and his face, his expression, even his nose and his smile, his action, his attitude surprise you how similar he is to his father (can you say that? you always feel like this word is such a sensitive topic). you start noticing the similarity between those two and also the difference.
like how satan chuckles often than only smile when he reads and he's usually too excited to show you whatever intrigues him from the book.
like how satan's eyes are not that sharp, unlike lucifer's. satan's eyes are always smiling. if you remember correctly. he may say that is because he's a demon and he need to deceive others but maybe he's just a kind soul.
like how satan doesn't have wrinkles on the corner of his eyes and he doesn't frown that much. always keep his best composure. always acts polite. he can't afford to let people think he's rude since he need to surpass lucifer in everything.
like how satan's expression is always more gentle...more soft...and you look at him and you know that he was raised in love. in love. in love. the way he looks at little animal, the way he looks at his brothers while they're doing something silly. the way he focuses on the books, on the lessons,...the way he treats everything with such sincerity like they all have souls. you wonder if levi's the one who taught him how to take care for little animals, if mammon's the one who taught him you need to treat everyone equally, if asmo taught him to appreciate the beauty in even the smallest thing, if beel and belphie taught him to create a special bond with people is nice.
satan and lucifer, they shares some habits too. the first thing they do when they walk through the door is organize all the jackets and coats on the hanger, then they go to the kitchen and make something for themselves (but satan likes to make a cup of latte and lucifer likes hell coffee or tea which he was gifted by his beloved)- and for beel who's already there. they're gonna complain about something, then go to the library to take a look. arrage the misplaced books, sweep a little bit then take a sit and wait for their brothers to come home and complain again about the noise (everyone knows that they love being around their family and to proud to admit that they enjoy all the problem they cause). they don't do all of that together. never. satan takes after lucifer, you're kind of sure of it after spending years and years watching them, many things. you never tell him.
sometimes you look at satan and wonder how many things he takes after his brothers, his family. how many things he takes after love.
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Obey Me! D&D joke
Mc: You enter the dungeon, and on the far side of the room you see....a door.
Asmo: Can I...seduce the door?
Mc: No, you cannot.
Mammon: Can I seduce the door?
Mc: Also no.
Levi: I punch Mammon.
Mc: Mammon, you take four damage.
Mammon: Well, I transform into a beaver!
Mc: You....do that.
Mammon: Now can I seduce the door?
Mc: Still! No!
Levi: I punch Mammon again.
Mc: ...three more damage.
Satan: Can I fight the door?
Mc: No!
Belphie: Uh, I also would like to fight the door.
Mc: Nobody can fight the door!
Satan: I! FIGHT! THE! DOOR!
Mc: You lose!
Satan: ...I fight you...
Mc: Satan, take a walk.
Lucifer: Is the door dead or alive?
Mc: Its...a door?
Lucifer: Can I...enslave it's soul?
Mc: How would you even-? No.
Diavolo: Can I build a better door?
Mc: You want to build a better door?
Diavolo: I aquire lumber from the surrounding forest.
Mc: Okay, you...do that.
Beel: Is... the door locked?
Mc: No, it isn't.
Beel: I open the door.
Mc: You do so. Inside is one small treasure chest!
Asmo: I seduce the treasure chest.
Mc: No!!!
#i write for you#writing for you#obey me!#obey me asmo#obey me satan#obey me lucifer#obey me#obey me mc#obey me belphegor#obey me mammon#obey me belphie#obey me beelzebub#obey me beel#obey me asmodeus#obey me diavolo#obey me luci#obey me Levi#obey me leviathon#obey me d&d#obey me brothers#joke not originally mine#I just gave the characters roles#I wish someone would turn this into an actual meme
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.ā½ą¼Ė prompts for helping bathe an injured loved one
Ā¹ā¾ sitting on the edge of the bathtub and letting them lay their head against your thigh as the fatigue starts taking hold
Ā²ā¾ āi know, i know it hurts but hold on for just a little longer and weāre done, yeah? think you can do that for me, pet?ā
Ā³ā¾ helping them lean up so you can wash their back, and pretending not to notice them shaking in your arms
ā“ā¾ āyou neednāt be so gentle, yāknow. if today wasnāt enough to break me, i doubt an ill-applied handful of shampoo will.ā
āµā¾ using your soapstuffs because the familiar scent will, hopefully, help calm them
ā¶ā¾ āi canāt believe it took a night like that for you to let me help you with something.ā
ā·ā¾ having never seen them in a state of undress before and so, trying admirably hard to avoid looking directly at them in such a vulnerable state
āøā¾ āso mr/mrs surly and serious likes having their hair washed for them, hm? donāt worry, iāll keep your secret.ā
ā¹ā¾ climbing into the bath/shower with them, more for the physical comfort than practicality
Ā¹ā°ā¾ āi wish the first time you saw me like this couldāve been under better circumstances.ā
Ā¹Ā¹ā¾ stripping down to the same level of undress as them in an effort to try and make them feel more comfortable
Ā¹Ā²ā¾ ācan we- can we just stay here, like this, for a minute? please?ā
Ā¹Ā³ā¾ using as gentle a touch as possible to clean them off and feeling your heart break each time they still suppress a pained whimper
Ā¹ā“ā¾ āitās just me now. you donāt have to be brave anymore.ā
Ā¹āµā¾ trying to towel them dry but ending up just cradling them to your chest with the towel pressed aimlessly between you
#i will eat this trope morning noon and night with a spork from satanās refuse tank iām so serious#theys when the subtrope is forced vulnerability out of a need for comfort after a shared traumatic event that thereās no right response to:#prompts#hurt/comfort prompts#hurt/comfort writing prompts#hurt comfort prompts#hurt/comfort#whump#whump prompts#whump writing prompts#rp meme#hurt/comfort rp meme#otp prompts#angst prompts#injury tw#tw injury
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prone to bone ā all brothers
authorās note ŹÉ iāve been seeing prone bone floating around recently and also canāt get the brothers out of my head so here is my take on how the brothers feel about the position. spoiler alert: they fucking love it.
tags ŹÉ female reader x lucifer, mammon (filming during the act), leviathan, satan (power play), asmodeus (crying), beelzebub (size kink) + belphegor. explicit smut, minors do not interact!
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šš feels an immense surge of control when he towers over you, his thighs on either side of you resting just enough weight on you to trap you underneath him, but not enough to hurt you. he doesnāt need to trap you; he knows youād never try to move away from him when his cock is filling you up so well. but thereās something about you not having the choice to that adds to his total control over you. his hands rub up and down your back, taking a moment to grope your ass while he slowly drives his cock in and out of your pussy, grinding his cock to the hilt and ascending to a higher realm when he hears your lustful cries muffled by pillows. āmy sweet darling,ā he pulls away the pillows with a deep rut, causing you to yelp. ādonāt hide your voice. i want to hear how dirty you are.ā
šššššš one hundred per cent records you in this position every single time. itās the same position but each occasion that calls for it is a whole new experience. he just loves when the base of his cock presses against your perky ass. he loves the way your ass cheeks jiggle when he speeds up his pace, when they mould into his hands while he grabs them roughly. but most of all, he loves the strangled cries sounding from the body beneath him. oh, he knows heās fucking you good; so deep and intimate is the way his cock buries itself in your pussy, dragging against all the right places. he can go round after round in this position, filming it on his ddd so he can watch it on repeat when youāre not around. āfucking hell,ā he grunts, chuckling while holding handfuls of your ass. āya look so pretty for me, donāt think iām stopping any time soon.ā
ššļæ½ļæ½ļ潚ššššš loves the prone bone. itās one of the positions where his confidence and selfāesteem rockets sky high. he usually gets a bit shy being on top but he appreciates having your face hidden in the cushions while he does all the work, blushing the entire time; and itās a relatively easy position, not too strenuous for him and his debatably poor stamina. but god, he just loves when you wear his shirt in this position, completely naked underneath but every thrust has him losing himself in the sight of your body as his shirt inches its way up your back. and along with his fingers interlacing with yours as they push down into the mattress and your ass bouncing up into him as he fucks you deep, itās enough to make him finish in seconds. āiām cumming!ā levi cries, body collapsing on yours but he doesnāt stop fucking you with his twitching cock. āholy shit, it feels so good.ā
ššššš leans over you with his hands latched on each of your wrists, burying them in the bed sheets and with his thighs holding your lower body in place, thereās no way you can move. you desperately want to writhe and twitch in pleasure but he holds you perfectly still. your body shakes in the ripples of pleasure shooting through your body, a bliss only satan can bring to you as every grind of his hips is precise and perfect hitting your sweet spots again and again. itās almost torture when he treats you like a toy, putting you in the perfect position for his greedy cock to fuck. you lay flat but your ass tilts upwards just the slightest bit, giving him the perfect angle to drive you both to insanity. āfuck! shit!ā satan growls, so close to cumming but you defiantly fidgeted and disrupted his rhythm. āstay fucking still if you want to cum.ā
šššššššš has a particular taking to this position because itās so easy to fuck you into oblivion and back without draining too much stamina from either of you. but that doesnāt mean you wonāt end up with tears dripping down your face and drool spilling from your lips. itās the way you scream his name extra loud as he ploughs into you from behind. his hands grip your ass tight while your head hangs off the bed, bouncing with each thrust. asmo loves fucking you in the collapsed doggy style, and as you squeeze the bed sheets for dear life while your body lays flat and twitching, asmo continues fucking you from behind and he canāt find it in him to stop. the position turns him into an insatiable devil āaww sweetie, i know youāre tired,ā he whispers gently in your ears as your body wracks with sobs. ābut you can take a little more, canāt you?ā
ššššššššš loves putting his big body to the test, especially when heās fucking you dumb on his huge cock. every position is a reminder of how huge he is compared to you, so it would be blasphemy to talk about beelzebub and the prone bone without mentioning his raging size kink. his fat balls rub against the back of your thighs while his thick cock stretches you open. it lays heavy in your pussy as he slowly grinds it back and forth, grunting each and every time. the way your pussy engulfs a beast like him, coating his cock in your arousal, itās a marvel to him. his breath is hot and heavy, a signal that heās extremely turned on. whether heās towering above you or leaning over your shaking frame, he feels so fucking huge and thatās enough for him to want to fuck you in the position forever. āfuck, mc....youāre so tight, ās driving me crazy.ā
ššššššššš is a lazy git who prefers positions where you do most of the work. however, prone boning you is a compromise. heāll put in the work while you melt into the bedsheets, but itās also a relatively low effort position that doesnāt tire him out, and that means he can last longer. and he loves lasting long in this position because the view of your ass between his thighs and the expanse of your back on display for him is addictive. for once, he loves that youāre the one squirming underneath him, crying out his name only to be muffled by the blanket tugged between your teeth because his cock is fucking you so deeply. āfuck baby,ā he grunts rutting his hips quicker and harder as the minutes pass. belphie loses his mind when you quivers around his cock. āgonna make me cum so hard.ā
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Okay.
As much as I love feral Satan, who lets his instincts run wild and growls, bites and everything elseā¦ his soft side is so fuckinā cute.
The Satan that stares at you in confusion as you tend to a small cut on his hand heād received on one of his rampages, unbothered by the mess around the two of you and concerned solely with him. How he doesnāt quite know why his chest feels so warm and tight as he looks at your gentle, concerned expression.
Satan, who doesnāt understand why he feels so weightless with you, why his heart flutters and why he wants to hold you so gently, as if cradling something precious.
Satan, whose anger fades just from your presence alone, overtaken with feelings heās never experienced, that baffle him entirely but he canāt get enough.
Satan, who desperately throws himself into research just to understand you a little more, to put a name on how he feels about youā whoās just as afraid of his own feelings as he is elated by them.
Satan, who worries youāll be frightened of him if his temper rises, but you never are, even when he tells you that you should be.
Satan, who lays beside you, watching your sleeping face and utterly baffled that you trust him so completely to allow him to see you in such a vulnerable stateā¦ who knows deep down heāll protect you forever.
Satan, who fumbles each time he tries to explain any of this to you, whose face becomes adorably reddened with each failed attempt.
Satan, who realizes that youāve accepted him entirely, his every fault, his everything, before he had even come close to accepting himself. Who loves you more than he could ever put to words, or that he could ever really comprehend.
Just him. You know? Ahh, just helping him come to terms with everything he doesnāt know, to grow and understand. Helping him, in the end, to love.
#Obey Me shall we date#Obey Me Nightbringer#Obey Me#Obey Me Satan#He has been plaguing my mind all day#just the soft moments with him#how confused he would be#how you accept him before he even accepts himself#fucking hell I love him so much okay#~astro fidgets#I didnāt even listen to a thing anyone said in the meeting I was just in#mind is only on writing and Satan#Wow thatās a sentence you canāt really say out loud huh#obey me Satan x reader#mc is so damn lucky#~take time to relax
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Water Wrinkles
Seven demon brothers sat solemnly in a circle around you. You did your best to ignore them. It wasn't often that you got to spend time at the human world villa, and you were intent on soaking up as much sun as you could before returning to the Devildom.
You reclined your beach chair back, crossing your arms under your still-wet hair. It was a gorgeous day. Perfect for being at the pool.
Leviathan let out a muffled sob. As the demon with the highest affinity for water, he blamed himself.
"Let us take you to a hospital," Satan insisted for the tenth time.
"They're going to laugh us out of the ER," you nonchalantly repeated.
Satan lowered his eyes and muttered, "I couldn't find any traces of a curse in the water... So how...?"
Asmodeus had his head in his hands, unresponsive. Sometimes his fingers curled around the ends of his hair. You briefly glanced over to make sure he didn't pull his hair out - that would be grounds for a real emergency.
"I can't bear to watch. Lucifer, do somethin'," Mammon whined. He was fidgeting all over the place and winced whenever he looked at your feet.
The oldest glared at you. You knew it was out of concern, but his fears were unfounded. Even Lucifer refused to listen to reason when he thought you were in danger.
"Actually, yeah. Lucifer, can you pass me a towel?" you asked. It was embarrassing having seven shirtless demons intensely staring at you. If they wouldn't let you go back in the water, maybe covering up would make you feel less self-conscious.
Lucifer didn't move. It was Beelzebub who plucked a spare towel off his younger twin and handed it to you with a shaking arm. He looked like a wet puppy, having been the one who first discovered your "condition" and swept you out of the pool.
Belphegor hadn't gone in the water that day. He only hogged the plush towels because of how comfortable they were and, following Beelzebub's lead, dumped them all onto your chair. Now he sat, wide awake. He was anxiously squeezing a loose chunk of concrete but at some point, without realizing, it got crushed to powder in his hand.
You had more than enough towels now.
"In half an hour you're going to forget this all even happened," you said to reassure the worry warts.
"In half an hour, you might be gone!" Mammon snapped back.
"You're going to be a wrinkled mess of skin and bones," Asmodeus weeped quietly.
Leviathan pressed his hands over his ears. Though, with nothing to cover his eyes he was forced to look at your wrinkled hands again. Based on the noises he was making, you'd think someone was torturing him.
"As I've said!" you reiterated. "All humans get wrinkly in water. Look, now that I'm drying off it's going back to normal."
Beelzebub grabbed your ankle, raising it for the brothers to observe at eye level. "I don't see a difference."
You didn't expect the sudden manhandling and slunk several inches down the lounge chair while the demons stared at your foot. Kicking and twisting your leg was futile. You modestly crossed your free leg.
"I think it's getting worse," Satan said.
"We need to take action," Lucifer decided.
Asmodeus was actively quivering now. Belphegor and Leviathan had crept behind you and started picking at your wrinkly fingers. You tried to swat them away to no avail.
"Give me 25 minutes! Literally! Probably even less, this will go away on its own! I just need to dry off."
"We need a solution now," Mammon asserted. The cogs in his brain were turning. "We need fire."
You tried to sit up, to jump up and stop Mammon before he burned the whole villa down in an attempt to dry you off, but Beelzebub had not let go and you stumbled. You grazed your knee on the concrete and winced.
A second round of panic overcame the demon brothers. Beelzebub let go, Lucifer picked you up, and Belphegor wrapped your knee with every available towel he could lay his hands on. Asmodeus and Leviathan were crying on each other's shoulders. Mammon came running back, oblivious to the second disaster that just occurred, with a flaming stick in his hand that Satan tried to keep at bay. If you got burnt on top of everything else, they'd probably go insane and destroy the human world.
In the midst of the chaos you caught a glimpse of your hand. It was practically dry. You couldn't even see the wrinkles anymore. You angrily wiggled in Lucifer's grasp as various hands fussed over you.
"Stay!!" you shouted over the clamor.
The brothers went tumbling to the ground, save for Lucifer who fought to stay rooted in place. You could finally hear yourself think again. There was primarily one thought on your mind.
"I just want to go swimming."
#eventually they're just gonna get a human doctor to live in the mansion. MC 2 is some med student who needs cheap housing close to campus.#files this under āmore fussing over MCā#forget joint cracking. turning wrinkly is where it's at now /jk#i feel like these are repetitive so i'm not going to proofread it oops but i do enjoy writing stuff like this#obey me#obey me!#omswd#obey me scenarios#obey me shall we date#obey me headcanon#obey me x mc#obey me swd#obey me fanfic#obey me brothers#obey me x reader#obey me brothers x mc#obey me drabble#obey me hc#obey me lucifer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me belphegor#obey me mc#obey me beelzebub#obey me asmodeus#obey me satan#obey me fic
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obey me! visuals - pt. 1
characters: demon brothers
warnings: f!reader, penetration, oral (both giving and recieving), impact play, exhibitionism, degredation, bdsm, filming, name calling, orgasm control
a/n: rlly horny rn and wanted to share my thoughts bc iām always right /j
LUCIFER
link ā he canāt wait any longer. lucifer had gone long enough without you, his favorite human. the first thing he does when you get to his room is toss you onto the bed and rip every single article of clothing off of you. he pounds into you like thereās no tomorrow, whispering how much he missed you and your little cunt while you were away in the human world. āmy sweet little thing, missed you and your pretty cunt so fuckinā much. now youāre gonna be good and let me use you for as long as i want, okay?ā
link ā fucking into you and ferociously rubbing your clit on the couch while his brothers are home.. he needs to make sure you know who you belong to. curses hit your ears as he raves about how you need to be quiet, but hits that spot that he knows makes you cry out every time. āyou must really want them to hear you, huh? i knew you were a slut, but i didnāt think youād be this pathetic.ā
MAMMON
link ā one thing about mammon, is that he loves being able to show off that youāre his. he absolutely loves to record you: the way you ride him and shout for him. he canāt help but rut into you when you moan his name so prettily. āfuck, yerā perfect. thatās right, keep bouncinā on my cock like that.ā
link - he absolutely loves making love to you in this position, sucking your tits into his mouth as you grind on him. his hips will stutter when you praise him, telling him how heās such a good boy and doing so good. heāll whine into your lips as he kisses you passionately, you running your hands through his hair and softly tugging. āiām your goāfuck, your good boy. love you sāmuch.ā
LEVIATHAN
link - he will be an absolute mess. every time he dies in game and you let go of him, tears start spewing from his eyes as he cries and begs for you to touch him again. once he finally wins a game, heāll make a huge mess on himself, overstimulation making him buck his hips up into your hand. his head falls back onto your shoulder, panting heavily. āplease, let me cācum, mc. iāll be so, sāgood for you.ā ātātoo much! canāt take ānymore,ā heāll cry out with red, puffy eyes.
link - he fucks into you with all of his might on the days his envy gets the best of him, especially when one of his brothers blatantly flirts with you to mess with him. heāll talk down on them as he slaps your face, then moving to hold onto your throat, softly squeezing. he grips your waist so tight thereāll be bruises on your skin for days. āthose fuckinā normies. always doing shit to piss me off, even messing with my baby. you must be a major slut to let them, huh? i know you saw them looking you up and down; when you noticed i saw how you perked up, actinā all sexy for them.ā
SATAN
link - he loves making you ride him before fucking up into you instead. he understands your stamina is nowhere near close to his, but you canāt even ride him properly? and itās only been 3 rounds! he either has to be gripping a leash heās attatched to your collar or forcefully holding you, whether it be your neck, wrists, hips, etc. and the way you moan so beautifully when he slaps your face and body has him enthralled. needless to say, youāre lucky if he ends at just round number 4.
link - this is when heās feeling more intimate. he tends to get really touchy when heās needy, caressing and gripping your body, sliding his thumb into your mouth whilst whispering about how youāre made for him and such a good kitty. heāll call you absolutely pathetic for how desperate you are for his touch, whoring yourself out just for him and no one else.
ASMODEUS
link - this is his favorite thing ever. please force him to stare at himself as he makes the most vulgar faces and sounds for you. make him watch the way your fingers perfectly wrap around his pretty cock and jerk him off, hand gliding up and down with fervor. then call him a little whore right in his ear for coming so easily to the sight of himself. āoh, what a little slut you are. coming that easily?ā āplease, please let me come again! feels so good!ā
link - you saw this coming the moment he asked you to meet him in his bathroom. pleasuring his human whilst also bathing them, sign him up! heāll read out comments, sometimes copying what they say with him own ministrations. āoooh, this person wants me to edge you today. shall i, my pretty?ā
BEELZEBUB
link - this man has an oral fixation, he always needs to be sucking on something. so what better thing than your tits? it makes you feel good, so why the hell not. cowgirl is 100% his favorite position ever because he gets to watch your face as you ride him and as he occasionally nibbles on your nipples, causing a cute little whine to fall from your lips.
link - is he hungry? yes. but he also always craves you. one second heās asking if you could make him something to eat, and the next heās right up behind you, pulling your pants down to begin thrusting into you. heāll be sucking along your neck as you try to focus on making his food, to no prevail. āb-beel! hold on a minā fuck! a minute.ā āi canāt wait mc.. i need you right now.ā
BELPHEGOR
link - his pathetic moans are all that can be heard as he trys to fuck up into you. heās trying, and you canāt deny that. but you end up taking matters into your own hands, beginning to grind up and down. however, the position makes it almost impossible to stay focused on your task, the tip of his cock pressing right into that spot deep inside of you. āoh, please donāt stop, you feel so good, mc.ā
link - his mind is blank. the feeling of you wrapped around him as heās on the brink of exhaustion is overwhelming. he feels way too good to fall asleep but he feels if you continue this much longer, he might just pass out. heās come twice already. the sensitive boy just wants you to keep going but his brain is too empty to make out words :(
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MC needs some extra love
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Youāre having an off day. Your demons have asked to make sure nothingās actually wrong, just to be safe, but theyāve seen you like this a few times before. They understand. Youāre just feeling down for no particular reason. Just sad and low energy. Extra tired.
Nothing happened, no one hurt you, nothingās wrongā¦ you just woke up in a low mood. Because it simply be like that sometimes. You justā¦ need some extra affection today. No reason. Itās okay, theyāre not judging. Theyāll do what they can to cheer you up a littleāthey love you, you know. They want to see you smile at least once today.
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Lucifer:
When Lucifer notices your mood, he softens towards you a lot. He asks if anything is wrong first of courseāthey all doābut once he learns that thereās nothing he needs to correct and no one he needs to punish on your behalf, he just softens. He treats you more gently than usual.
He expects youāll get fed up entertaining all his brothers, with their endless chaotic energy. So he invites you to hide out with him in his office. You are invited to just sit with him and read, or put on some music, or play a game on your DDD, or just restā¦ or whatever it is that will help.
Heāll even let you curl up in his lap and cuddle with him if thatās what you want. That cheers him up too.
He quietly redistributes the most taxing of your chores for today amongst the seven of them, to give you time to recharge.
Youāll find Levi and Beel doing the dishes for you when itās your turn, or if youāre supposed to make dinner youāll find that Mammon and Asmo have already ordered everyone takeout, and theyāre already in the middle of setting it all out on the table. You wonāt have to do a thing! If you were supposed to clean up a common space in the house, itāll already be done by some of your assorted pact partners. You might even find sticky notes placed amongst your homework in Luciferās, Satanās, and Belphieās handwriting, suggesting edits and books titles to check for better information, and pointing out any parts in your work that are particularly well done.
When you check your DDD later, you see that Lucifer had instructed his brothers to take on what they can from you to make your life easier today. He was not planning on letting you know that, clearlyābecause he sent that in the brothers group chat. You only know because Karasuās spy feature showed you.
His support is shown in all these soft, quiet details. Peaceful moments. Simple, but unmistakable reminders of how loved you are. Itās okay if you donāt smile today, even though he would like you too. He will verbally remind you that loves you anyway.
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Mammon:
Mammonās first instinct, of course, is retail therapy. He offers to take you shopping. Heāll even pay for your stuff! He doesnāt mind if it makes you happy!
You appreciate that very muchāand maybe youād be happy to take him up on that if you were sad for a reason, butā¦ you just have no spare energy. Just thinking about going out exhausts you more. Youād have to deal with looking at things! And forming opinions, and deciding on stuff to buy! Thereās crowds and cashiers and bright lights and justā¦ stuff outside! You canāt, you just canāt. You have no energy and you canāt.
The first time Mammon sees you like this, heās confused. You donāt wanna go out? You donāt want any new stuff?? He sure hasnāt felt like that before!
He puts effort into figuring out what will actually help cheer you up instead. Heās considerate that way.
He tries taking you for a long drive. He tries taking tasks off your to-do list. He tries trailing after you all day to keep you company, holding your hand, chattering all day so you canāt hear your thoughts, staying quiet so you donāt get overstimulated. He cycles through every possible approach over the months, on every random day you happen to wake up like this.
Itās all greatly appreciatedāand hey, some of his ideas work better than the rest! You feel loved and cared for regardless. Itās impossible to miss how much he adores you.
Eventually though, he strikes gold!
That particular day, he had been telling you a stupid joke every time he ran into you, in an attempt to make you smile. He gets a weak grin for his troubles just about halfway through the day. He beams at you triumphantly at that, impulsively scooping you up for a hug and repeatedly kissing the top of your head, andāaha! THEREāS the smile he was looking for!
From that point on, he knows what to do!
The next time you wake up in this mood, he takes the first opportunity to give you a playfully over the top show of affection. Over the course of the day, he keeps doing it!
He runs into you in the hallway between classes, he (gently) aggressively ruffles your hair as he passes you. He finds you aimlessly walking through the house, you immediately get snatched into his arms for a nice long squeeze. You sit with him as heās scrolling through devilgram, he sets it aside for a moment to squish your cheeks between his hands and cover your forehead and nose with loud, playful kisses. You go up to him and request attention? You get kiss attacked, and he wonāt let up until you crack a smile!
Your brain hurts, he says, echoing your very first explanation. Itās okay though, he says. Heāll kiss it better, he says.
He is MORE than happy to completely discard the tsundere faƧade to lean into thisā¦ over-the-top affectionate silliness, as long as it continues to make you laugh and smile like that.
He wonāt admit it, butā¦ this is more honest. This is much closer to who he is at heart than his usual behaviour is. Try as he might, he canāt hide how much he cares to save his life.
The realest aspect of Mammon is not the dumbass, not the money-grubber, not the uncaring cool guy that he pretends to beā¦ no, itās the goofy dork who loves you SO much that heād go to any amount of effort to cheer you up.
Heās damn good at it too! HE was put in charge of your well-being for a reason! Heās the best big brother/guardian/friend/pact partner ever, and youāre his to take care of. Heās not letting HIS human go without smiling once for a whole day! Youāre the sole member of his family he can openly dote on, and dammit, he will!
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Levi:
Leviās go-to is, of course, distracting you with media. He tries games first, but if youāre too low-energy for that, he gets it. He tries anime, movies, shows, videos, manga, whatever you seem to respond best to.
Youāll notice a theme of letting others help, confiding in friends, opening up to people. There are repeated instances of characters asking for support from the rest of the cast and then being helped and taken care of. Lots of power of friendship stories, lots of hurt/comfort and āitās rotten workā ānot to me, not if itās youā and team-as-family.
Maybe, just maaaybe, heās trying to tell you something!
He relaxes when you explain that you just woke up like this, sometimes this just happens and itās no oneās fault, thereās no problem, he doesnāt have to worry about you. He gets that! Sometimes he wakes up like that too. It does happen!
Butā¦ youāre his player two! He wants to worry about you!
So he takes care of you the way he wishes someone would take care of him when he gets like that. Gives you the extra love he knows first-hand that you need right now. He lets you choose the entertainment, he holds your hand, and mirrors what you do to self-soothe.
If you wanna lie on the floor and stare at his jellyfish decorations, heās right next to you. If you wanna tell Henry how youāre feeling, heās right there with you doing the same so you donāt have to feel self-conscious. If youāre stimming, he will too. That one makes him happy as well! If you wanna burrow into a pile of blankets and plushies like a hognose snake, he totally gets it and will also do that. He does that anyway sometimes, just because itās comfy.
Thereās not a hint of judgement from Levi. Ever. He gets it.
When you guys HAVE to leave his room, like for meals and such, he lends you his headphones. So you donāt get overstimulated from all the noise his brothers make. He never goes far from you, either. He always stays close enough that you can reach for him if you want to.
After dinner, when youāre tired and done with trying to act normal (not that even one of your demons is fooled), Levi brings you back to his room. He asks if you have any requests, anything you want to do, anything he can do to help you. If you know what you need, heāll just do it. If you donāt, heāll offer comfort in some form that makes sense to him. He understands that all you really need is some extra love when youāre like this, so heās not at a loss. He gets it, he feels the same way sometimes, he can do that!
You end up curled up in his lap, hiding your face in his shoulder as he watches an anime youāve both seen before at a low volume. Familiar and comforting. Heās happy to just sit and chill with you until you feel like youāve recharged enough. He knows youād do the same for him.
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Satan:
Satanās instinct, once he learns whatās going on, is to bring you to the quiet spot outside where the stray cats he has befriended gather and then plonk the chillest one in your lap.
Cats are perfect fluffy little warm purring bundles of free therapy, after all. How could you not be recharged by this?
Heās not wrong, the cat definitely helps. It is in fact a perfect creature.
Butā¦ well, you donāt bother to spend the energy on saying so, but being outside isnāt really helping. You cringe at every loud noise. The wind ruffling your clothes every so often is annoying you. Youāre sitting on concrete and itās making you cold. The streetlights feel particularly aggressive to your eyes today. Very stabby. There are smells outside! No one wants that!
You love the cats, but Satan is giving them all his attention and youāre getting just a little bit jealous. You as well are giving the cat in your lap all your attention, andāas stupid as you feel about itāyouāre getting a little bit jealous about that too. You want attention too! All the cat has to do is be cute and soft and it can have all the petting and cuddling it wants! As it deserves, yes, butā¦ donāt you as well, though..?
You try to push that feeling away and just pet the cat. The cat did nothing wrong, you still love it, youāre supposed to be feeling MORE recharged from this! Notā¦ whatever it is you do feel. At the end of the day you still enjoy petting the cat and you donāt want it to leave. Thatās still true and thatās what matters, you tell yourself.
Eventually the cat decides itās had enough petting for now, and gets up. Satan checks on you, fully expecting you to be thoroughly cheered up! Instead he sees you staring forlornly at your hands, mostly zoned out. Confused, he asks if youāre okay.
You nod once, giving him a hollow smile.
Now heās concerned. He takes a minute to finish petting the cats surrounding himānoting the hint of jealousy in your eyes as you observe himāthen comes to sit on the concrete stair next to you.
He gently points out that he knows you well enough to detect a lie. Especially an unconvincing lie like that. You give a noncommittal hum in reply. Thatās all you have the energy for.
He wraps an arm around your shoulders, letting you slump against his side. Your head leans against his shoulder. His other arm comes up to stroke your head for a moment, then drops down again to take your hand.
In a small, tired voice, you thank him. He gives your hand a gentle squeeze in reply.
Eventually he adjusts you so he can hold you more comfortably. Every so often he kisses the top of your head, or rubs your shoulder, or squeezes your hand, or says something quietly to you. Pointing out a interesting leaf shape, telling you something inconsequential about his day, prompting you to look when one of the cats does something cute, reminding you that he loves you and itās okay to feel like this. That he enjoys your company no matter what mood youāre in.
This helps a lot more. Eventually you have enough energy to reply to him in full sentences! Heās visibly relieved at that. Still, he continues to hold you.
Itās after this point that a different cat comes up to you. It sniffs your shoelace then rubs itself against your leg. It flops over your shoe, stretching adorably with its little paws reaching up. It looks up at you all wide-eyed and cute, and finally you give a short puff of a laugh. Satan feels it more than hears it, but still!! He feels successful!
You pet this cat as it stands up and sniffs at your free hand. You look at it with a little smile. Thereās a bit more soul in this smile, to Satanās relief.
Later, as the two of you are leaving, he slips the cat a treat and whispers a thank you to it. Then he takes your hand again and leads you back home.
(He makes a mental note to himself for next time: pet the sad human first!! Then go see the cats!)
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Asmo:
Asmo notices that youāre having one of those days today, and he rushes to spoil you. Like Mammon, his first instinct is to take you shoppingābut specifically for clothes and makeup and skincare products. Stuff that would cheer him up.
But youāre tired, and he understands that. Itās okay, he still knows what to do!
Asmo brings you into his room. You curl up in a sad, tired lump on his bed. He lets you chill there while he gathers up the stuff he wants.
He returns to you with his arms full of stuff! Nail polish, face masks, a hairbrush, moisturizer and hair oil, etc etc. Stuff for taking care of you.
He makes a point of only doing stuff that doesnāt sting at all. No plucking eyebrows or messing with your cuticles or anything like that. Just the stuff that feels nice.
Asmo quietly chatters about people he knows and stuff heās used and whatever the latest gossip heās heard is. Not even really to inform you this time, because he knows youāre probably not gonna remember much when youāre like this, but more to provide you with a constant, grounding backdrop of his familiar voice.
He speaks softly to you as he wipes your face with cleanser and then proceeds with his skincare process. He gently brushes your hair, spending twice as long as necessary just because it feels nice. He insists you donāt bother to move as he sits next to you and paints your nails.
At some point he runs out of stuff to do, so he ends up just brushing over your face with a clean makeup brush. No product on it at all, heās just doing it to make you relax, because itās soft and it feels nice. Itās meditative, honestly. For both of you.
He spends a good long while doing that.
He finishes up and lies down next to you. He pulls you into a cuddle. You offer to return the favour for him. Do his skincare and hair and nails and stuff for him, spoil him backābecause he deserves the best.
For the first time ever, he declines. He shushes you and holds you tighter. This is the only situation in which he would ever refuse that!
He says youāre more than welcome to return the favour tomorrow if you like, but for now he just wants you to rest. He did all that for you to get you in this relaxed state youāre in right now, donāt get up and un-relax yourself so fast! Keep your brain turned off! Itās good for you sometimes!
ā¦ yes, Asmo is surprised by his own selflessness tooāmore surprised than you are by now, knowing him. Heās always been selfless for your sake since you first became his friend. It still surprises him though.
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Beel:
Beel is your best guy for validation. For quiet, thoughtful, unwavering support. Heās a lot more insightful than heās often given credit for. Heās one of the best people in this family in terms of emotional intelligence, no question about it.
He knows just what to do. He observes you as the day goes on, taking the first opportunity to pull you aside and check on you without any others around. Just to make absolutely sure thereās nothing else going on.
His voice is soft, his hands are gentle, and he puts effort into understanding you. Youāre family, he loves you so much! So of course he would.
Heāll share his food with you of courseāboth because he wants you to know that he loves you that much, and because heās trying to remove a task from your to-do list. You donāt have to think about getting food and preparing it and any of that if he just. Does it for you. You can spend your very limited energy elsewhere.
Heāll take you with him on his routine walk, just so you can have a change of scenery and an opportunity to chat uninterrupted.
He listens to you complain about being outside with his characteristic placid sympathyāa combination that would be a bit contradictory if it came from anyone else, but somehow makes perfect sense for Beel. Itās soothing. Reassuring, somehow. He helps a lot, just by being himself.
When you inevitably run out of energyāmuch quicker than you usually do, but you expected thatāhe offers to carry you. Or rather, he automatically goes to do it on muscle memory, because thatās just what he does with tired loved ones (Belphie usually). He catches himself and realizes he should ask first in this case. Just to make sure. Heās considerate like that.
You are very tiredā¦ and you want contact. So of course you accept the offer. How could you refuse when he offers so earnestly?
He walks in measured, consistent steps as he carries you. The sway of his movement is deliberately relaxing. Heās trying to lull you into a meditative haze, or maybe put you to sleep. Either is good, he thinks.
The warmth of him makes theā¦ everything about being outside when youāre feeling this way a lot more tolerable. The sounds of his footsteps, his breaths, his heartbeatā¦ all of that drowns out the background noise just enough. Your face is pressed into his jacket, so the streetlights donāt stab your eyes and all the distressingly inconsistent outside smells are entirely covered by the spices-aromatics-soap scent of Beel. Itās a smell you know very well, and the familiarity of it is grounding.
Everything about him is grounding, really. He really did know exactly what to do.
At the end of the dayā¦ itās okay if you donāt smile. He would like you to, of course, but he will meet you where youāre at. Anyway, itās more important to him that you feel like itās safe to show however it is you actually feel around him. He understands the amount of trust that takes, and heās honoured by it. Nothing is more important to him than that trust.
So, you donāt have to smile. Itās okay.
Donāt be strong, he tells you. Thereās no need, for now. Just let him. Rest, lean on his strengthāheās got more than enough for both of you. Heās got you. Heās not going anywhere.
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Belphie:
Oh, youāre tired? A bit sad, a bit grouchy? Damn. Looks like even HE has more energy than you today. Thatās not something he sees often! Well, thatās fine. He knows what to do.
Itās straight to baby jail with you!
In his arms, that is. In bed, surrounded by his best pillows, covered by the least warm heavy blanket he has, so you wonāt overheat but will still feel nice and covered.
He positions you so youāre facing each other, with your head tucked under his chin. So you have room to comfortably breathe and talk, but your face is still as covered as possible so you wonāt be bothered by any lights.
Emotional intelligence may not be Belphieās strong suit, but he is observant and he understands exhaustion. This may not exactly be the usual kind of exhaustion, but still! Thereās no demon better equipped to understand whatās going on with you right now, just by nature.
Heās totally fine with cuddling you in silence if you donāt feel like talking. That really works for him, actually, because it allows him to nap.
Not that he doesnāt WANT to listen to you. He does. Heād be happy to. But he gets it if you donāt wanna bother with that. Itās okay.
He will, however, delay taking a nap until you doze off first. He just wants to make sure youāre okay. Heās not about to just fall asleep and abandon you if you still need attention.
If youāre not falling asleep very fast, he will help. Not with magic, surprisingly. Heās being moreā¦ gentle, he supposes, than that in this situation.
He talks quietly about nothing important. The soft drone of his voice, kept consistent and deliberately soporific, melts into your brain like butter, slowing it way down. Blocking everything else out. Gradually turning it off. One hand rubs your back slowly, almost as if to match the rhythm of his voice.
Itās so relaxing. You feel like you could stay like this forever and never want to move, youāre that comfortable.
Belphie knows what heās doing.
It works really well! He makes sure you feel loved and cared for, then makes sure you get some extra rest. Mental and physical recharging.
Of course, you wake up feeling a lot better. Maybe not entirely back to your normal self yet, but definitely better. How could you not?
Youāre a lot less tired after youāve slept, and less sad tooā¦ so heās succeededābut youāre still not smiling!
He can fix that, right?
He lets you get up and stretch first, of course. He does the same. Before you leave the room though, he wraps you up in another hug.
He pulls back to examine your face after a minute or two.
Hmmā¦ you look comfy, but still no smile! He canāt have that! So he hugs you tightly again, but this time his fingers start to lightly poke and brush over your sides. Heās trying to force you to smile by tickling you. Heās not gonna do too much, heās not trying to overwhelm you. He stops as soon as you crack a smile.
There we go, he says as he gives you one last gentle squeeze. That was all he wanted, he tells you.
He doesnāt let go of you for long, over the rest of the day. Always holding your hand, giving you random hugs, draping himself over your shouldersābut without making you take all his weight for once, because he knows youāre still kinda tired. Enough of it to be soothing, but no more. Just so you donāt get lonely. He doesnāt want you to get all sad again.
If you do get sad again though, itās okay. He will squish the sadness out of you all over again, as many times as you need. He doesnāt mind.
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