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obey-me-headquarters · 1 year

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So, I haven't gotten too far into Nightbringer to write any specific smut for it. (Literally only just started lesson 6). But I do have some ideas!!

A lot of my ideas revolve around being the demon's "first" in something. Like, you know your demons inside and out at this point. You know all their kinks, fantasies, and where to touch them to make them squirm. So you can introduce them to all sorts of things that make them scream in the future but they have no experience with now.

For example, showing Lucifer how much of a masochist he is. I don't think Lucifer is a complete virgin in Nightbringer as I think he fooled around as an angel at least a few times. I mean, he's still a few thousand years old, he was bound to get curious and try getting frisky with a few angels. But him trying out BDSM? I seriously doubt it.

So once you and him finally fall into bed together, you show him all the ways he didn't know he loved to be touched. Having such an inexperienced Lucifer is a bit of a novelty and a bit of an annoyance. Present day Lucifer knew what he wanted and he wasn't ashamed of asking for it. The Lucifer you're currently bedding? Doesn't know what he wants.

It's actually really cute how shy Lucifer is. How he tries so hard to stifle his moans when you heard much louder, much needier ones from your present Lucifer.

And you don't want to push him. It's entirely possible that past Lucifer has no interest in BDSM. That his particular taste for masochism and being owned evolved after many centuries.

But you still want to try, to possibly open his eyes to a new world of domination and submission.

So one evening, one careful evening you've been planning for. One evening in which you make sure that his brothers haven't wreaked havoc, one evening where Diavolo doesn't up to distract Lucifer cause him stress. One perfect, relaxing evening, you spring the question onto him.

"Lucifer, have you heard about BDSM?" You ask in your most light, most casual tone to not raise any alarm bells and spook the demon.

Lucifer pauses his undressing, his hands suspended in the air as his tie hangs loosely around his neck. He turns to you in slow motion, looking so bewildered and confused that it makes you want to laugh. Surely your demon couldn't be that pure right? You know he's only been a demon for a little more than a year now, but, come on.

"I'm sorry, have I heard about what?"

"BDSM! Like, Bondage, Domination, Submissive, Masochism. Have you heard of people doing that sort of thing in bed?"

Lucifer's face turns a bright scarlet and he turns away from you. Like, actually physically turning his full back to you, turning away from you. You can see his ears still burning though, and elect not to tease him about it in worry that if you do, Lucifer might become so embarrassed he'll stop being the Avatar of Pride.

"It's fine if you haven't. If you would rather I never bring it up again say the word and I wouldn't." You tell him, concern starting to creep in.

"No. No, it's fine. I just. Why did you choose to bring that topic up?" He asks stiffly, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides. A classical Lucifer "I'm nervous about this topic because it inflicts Feelings in me" move.

"I was just wondering. I have been in dom/sub relationships in the, um, past, and was wondering if that was something you'll be into," you say gently, so extremely gently. "It's fine if that's not something you're into." You add.

"You have?" He asks in surprise, and because you know him so well, with a hint of excitement. "What... what role did you fall into?"

Relief crashes into you like a tidal wave. He's into it. He's really into it from what you can tell. He hasn't had any experience with subbing, you know because your Lucifer didn't when you meet him, but he was so desperate to finally try he practically threw himself at your feet.

Not this Lucifer though. This Lucifer most likely knows of the idea, maybe he picked up some porn featuring a dom/sub relationship and knows on some level that he's interested in subbing, but hasn't had the time to stew in that knowledge like your Lucifer did.

"Dominate." You say with confidence, a grin painting your face. "I like control in the bedroom."

And judging by the shiver that shoots up Lucifer's spine at your words, so does he.

Grinning, you stand and begin stalking towards your prey.

"I like taking control of my partner. Make them beg for relief. And if they misbehave, I like to punish them."

"Do. Do you?" Lucifer asks breathlessly.

You're standing behind him and you know he knows you're there. His demon sense picking up on it, and by the way he almost leans backward as if to meet your touch, you know he wants you.

"I do." You state confidently, mere inches away from Lucifer.

"But," your hand grasps Lucifer's shoulder and he flinches. "If my partner didn't want that...." You give him a light pull and he complies, turning to face you.

And oh, what a sight that is.

You missed your subby little Luci. You missed his cute moans, his tears as you edged him, and his screams when you overstimulated him. And you missed his flushed face when you lowered him into subspace.

And this? This perfectly mimics that face.

"Oh, baby." You breathe out, fighting the urge to pepper his face in kisses and pull him into your chest.

"And what if I do? Would you do those things to me?" Lucifer asks, and you're so, so proud of him for asking.

"Darling, I would do all that and more." You say as you kiss him.

Like your Lucifer did in the past, like he will do in the future, he lets you take control.

#obey me #obey me nb #obey me nightbringer #obey me lucifer #obey me nb Lucifer #my post #obey me dom!reader #ok so i know i said i was busy #and i AM #i should have NOT written this. this just got away from me #as yall can probably tell because this did NOT contain you showing Luci that hes a masochist lol #aw. oh well. i have a pretty clean idea of what i want that to look like #ill write that later #i SWEAR i will finish that one day... one day...#i noticed that i got quite a bit of notes from my Nb posts. and uh.#yeah sorry folks who are not in the know. im a smut writter.#a dom!reader smit writer in fact. sorry.#best to leave now if you're not into that

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jyoongim · 21 days

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Anon requested: “Alastor X OC Smut where the reader is Lucifers daughter Charlie's twin he hears she is set to marry a hellborn demon but he doesn't want to give her up so he offers her his completel love and devotion for her soul but she says he already has it, they mate in his demonic form and he impregnates and marks her as his mate sealing the deal so when her father comes to take her away he finds she is carrying Alastor's twin fawns….”

@ohmylovewhereartthou-blog i had so much fun writing this!!!

(I shortened the request because of details)

themes: arranged marriage, slight breeding kink, creampie, cervix touching, stomach bulge, magic, possessive/jealous behavior, rough sex, degradation, praise, happy ending

~ reader will be called “princess/baby/ma cherie/dear/darling/ angel~

Morningstar!Reader x Alastor

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You were the King of Hell’s treasure.

You were the older twin to Charlie Morningstar.

Because you were the firstborn Princess of Hell, your father had arranged that you would marry and begin the process of becoming the next ruler of Hell.

“What?” You asked confused looking at your father, not sure you had heard him right.

Lucifer cleared his throat and had a big smile on his face.

”I have finally found a respectful hellborn for you angel. A Goetia prince. Hes perfect for you and would make an excellent partner”

Marriage?

“But Daddy I-” you started, but Lucifer interrupted you

“No but’s it took me a longtime to find someone who I thought would be a good match for you. This is good! I already have everything arranged and it has been set. As the Princess of Hell you will begin your royal duties officially”

Charlie took your hand as you felt your anger rise. Being the kind soul she was, she tried to intervene

”Dad sis is already in a relationship. She can’t just give that up. She’s in love” your twin gushed.

Lucifer grimaced at the mention of your significant other.

”Yes Alastor was it? Hmm well I advise you make peace with him and end it.”

You felt tears pool in your eyes. Give up your love? This was so unfair!

“I will grant you six months. One year to make your peace with the bellhop and then you’re coming home. Understood?”

You nodded sadly as you stood and bowed “Yes father”

You watched as he opened a portal and disappeared, leaving you and Charlie.

Charlie turned to you “Hey Im sure if you explain to this prince your situation that he will understand” Oh sweet Charlie. So naive.

You shook your head “You dont understand Charlie. I have a duty to uphold. I am the Heir to the throne and I must obey our father’s wish. As ordered by the King”

You stood up and went to your room, where you cried yourself to sleep.

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Hell was in a frenzy at the announcement of your upcoming engagement.

It wasn’t everyday that hellish royalty was getting married.

It was the talk in all the rings of Hell.

And soon word reached back to the Radio Demon.

You and Alastor had been going steady for a while. It was actually your twin who encouraged you two to be together since Alastor had made it known he had fancied you when you came to the hotel to help your sister.

You never imagined you would be head over heels for the red demon, but satan did you love him.

Alastor adored you. Worshiped the ground you walked on and treated you with the upmost respect.

There was no way you could just break up with him to…to marry a stranger!

You had always thought you would marry Alastor. But maybe that was just a dream….

”The realm is buzzing with excitement. Never thought your father would disapprove of our union so much” Alastor chuckled.

He had brought you out on a date, to distract you from all the fuss.

It was just you and him. Just as it had always been.

You stiffened. You hadnt had the heart to tell Alastor of your father’s decision. You just wanted to enjoy these moments while they lasted.

You sighed, poking your food “Are you upset?” You asked softly, peeking at him through your eyelashes.

Alastor smiled, “Well you are the princess my dear. Im not upset. Ill love you even if you decide to go through with this whole engagement haha but I hadnt added a prince to my broadcast yet” he giggled, making you smile.

Oh how you loved his bloodlust.

”j-just…I mean I haven’t even met this guy and daddy just wants to ship me off to the highest bidder. There hasn’t been any need for him to even think of marriage. Hes not dying. There’s no need for me to marry. I dont want marry a stranger…I want to marry you”

”Oh my dear at least let me be the one to propose” he joked.

He grabbed your hand, rubbing your knuckles with his thumb “Dont worry dearest. I wont let anyone take you from me”

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The hotel was quiet when you two came back.

You had indulge in drinks to rid your mind of your impending doom.

Alastor brought you to his room and you made yourself comfortable.

Like any date, you hoped to lose yourself in pleasure at the end.

You stripped yourself of your pantsuit, leaving you in your lingerie.

Alastor’s colors.

”Red is such a lovely color on you” He whispered, coming behind you, pressing soft kisses on your shoulders. You hummed happily, turning around to wrap your arms around his neck. You were blessed with your mother’s height so your breasts were hugged against his face.

”I can give you anything you desire ma cherie. Say the word and its yours. Ill burn Hell if you say to. I am at your complete disposal” He peppered your chest in kisses, softly nipping at the tops of your breasts.

You leaned his face up to yours and pressed your lips against his, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

”make me forget all my problems. Fuck me like the slut I am and not a princess. I wanna be yours completely, like we have forever” you whispered against his lips.

Alastor grinned as he retreated from your lips, trailing a hand into your thick locks and gripping tight, the other toying with your panties.

”Your wish is my command”

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“F-fuck! Please please” you whined, as Alastor pounded into you.

Your claws ripped through the bedding as your body jolted along the sheets. Your body was going haywire.

How many times had he brought you to orgasm?

You had lost count.

Your body was sticky with sweat and your cunt clenched around his cock.

Alastor tugged your hair, pulling your head back. He let out a growl when he saw how fucked out you were.

Your face was flushed, your tongue lulled and you were panting.

So beautiful.

”A-Al!” You cried when he gave you a harsh thrust. He chuckled “what is doll? C’mon use your words”

words? What were words? You could barely think!

He leaned over you, never breaking his pace ”what a pretty slut. To think another demon is to fuck my cunt. No that wont do. Your cunt is mine and I wont let another have the pleasure to carve it. You always take me so well baby. What’d you think dear?”

You let out senseless babble as your cunt fluttered.

Your cunt let out a squelch as he pulled out. Alastor’s cock was coated in creamy slick. You whined, pushing your hips back to try and have him fill you again “No no no gimme-”

Alastor sucked his teeth at you, smirking “oh? You want my cock? How bad you want it hmmm? Soon it wont be me feeding you cock every night” he slapped his tip against your slit. You moaned, wiggling your hips. You pouted “I dont want another cock Al! I-I want yours! Only yours please”

He released your head,making you fall forward. You spreaded your thighs and leaned back on your knees as you dipped your hand to your dripping cunt.

You looked over your shoulder at him as you toyed with your puffy clit. Your lips jutted out in a pout “p-play with me. I want it! I want your cock so bad. Please please fill me up. I want your cock to be the only thing to fuck me ah! Alastor!” You felt that band of tingles form ready to release.

But you couldnt cum. Not without Alastor.

He knew your body better than you did.

Alastor slapped your hand away, having mercy on you.

”The pretty princess can’t cum can she?” You whimpered as he chuckled, sliding his cock against you.

Alastor felt that familiar burn in the pit of his stomach.

Possessiveness. Jealousy.

He rarely had the urge to fuck you into submission.

“Fill you? Oh baby when I’m done with you you’ll be dripping with my cum.” He let out a dark laugh as his body morphed.

Your heart thumped in your chest as you watch Alastor transform into his demon form.

”roll over” his tone was dark and sharp, leaving no room for debate.

You rolled onto your back obediently, spreading your thighs and bringing your hand back to your clit.

You moaned softly as you rubbed tight circles on your bud.

Large clawed hands massaged your plush thighs.

His bright eyes focused on your fingers.

His chest rumbled as he lowered his head to your cunt, nipping at your fingers. “This cunt is mine. My cock is yours. You think some prince can fuck you half as good as me? Oh no. Not the cunt I worked so hard to carve into.” He licked at your clit, dipping his tongue into your tight hole.

”My personal royal fucktoy that’s what you are doll.”

You moaned softly at the degradation, rolling your hips against his face.

Satan he knew how to get you going. Alastor’s demon form was terrifying to most, but you found it hot that you made the Radio Demon lost himself to the point he could let loose.

Static buzzed your skin as Alastor ate you as if meaning to devour you whole. Alastor released your clit with a pop, opting to nuzzle the pearl before hooking a hand under your knee, lifting it to your chest, opening you up.

Alastor leaned up, wedging himself between your thighs. Your eyes drifted to his cock.

Youve fucked the red demon in his demonic form before, but it never ceased to amaze you the sheer size of him.

You felt your body heat up as your own demonic form came to the forefront, wanting to accommodate the male on top of you.

Beautiful vermillion horns sprouted from your hair as your eyes turned red and sharp. Your spiky tail swished, hitting Alastor slightly making him narrow his eyes at your playfulness.

You were so pretty.

Alastor leaned his head down, neck cracking to nudge your face, nose taking in your scent and sharp teeth nipping at you. Your dainty claws found purchase in his fluffy locks, making way to paw at the massive antlers sitting on his head.

A soft gasp escaped you when you felt his heavy cock press against you.

Your eyes met his.

Red dials simmered with desire, but you could see the love he held for you, even like this.

Alastor would do anything for you.

Were you to really turn your back on a man who would carve his heart out if you asked?

You pushed yourself up against him, affectionately kissing his neck and shoulder, scraping your sharp teeth against his skin.

“I love you Alastor” you whispered, feeling your cheeks burn as you admit this suddenly.

You and Alastor never expressed how the two of you felt with words. Actions were more appreciated, but you felt like you should at least tell him once.

He chuckled slightly “No need for such a declaration my dear. Youve had my heart and soul since the moment I saw you. You have my utter devotion.”

He purred. Your eyes widened as a thought popped into your head.

Soul?

Alastor has given you everything of his without even a contract.

His love.

His heart.

His soul.

They were all yours willingly.

”Make a deal with me”

Green magic swirled at your words and Alastor’s cock twitched, he growled lowly “Careful with what you ask dear”

You ignored him. Your hand drifted between you and you gasped as you slid his cock into you, making the demon let out a room-shaking growl.

A surge of magic washed over you and you watched as the glittery glow seeped into Alastor’s skin.

A full thrust had you taking him to the hilt, balls flushed against your ass.

Alastor bared his teeth at you, his tongue licking your cheek.

”My heart and soul…I give it to you” at your words he snapped his hips against yours.

”My complete devotion and love will never waver, for i chose this of my own free will”

Your claws hand sunk into his back, you were trying to focus.

”As a princess of hell and heir to the throne, I grant you any desire you wish…Ah!…”

A soft golden glitter mixed with the green magic, popping noises filling the room.

Alastor's hand was around your throat, holding you into the bedding as his cock pounded that sweet spot inside you.

The hand holding your thigh, was damn near pushing it to be beside your head, opening your cunt to his merciless pounding.

”Al!” You cried.

”You” he hissed lowly, you almost missed it up.

”I want you. I want you to be my mate, as you should be. I want to see you swollen with my seed, ma cherie. To be properly mine and claimed.”

Your magic surged and Alastor’s hips faltered when he felt your cunt fluttered and squeeze around him.

He felt the warmth of your magic in him and moaned as he pushed into you.

“You’re gonna let me fuck a spawn into you? Gonna let me ruin this royal womb? Oh what a treat you would be, a hellish princess carrying the Radio Demon’s spawn oh hoo ”

He crackled as you arched, mewling as his pace grew harsh.

”O-oh fuck! Fuckfuck! ah ah AH ha a-a-h Al!”

A red mark graced your lower belly, the royal seal.

It prevents you from being impregnated.

But with each drag of Alastor’s cock and magic, you watched as pieces disappeared.

“C’mon baby loosen up. I wanna make sure you take all my cum. Dont want a single drop wasted”

He rolled over, catching you off guard. You blinked down at him as you sunk down onto him.

He shot you wicked smile, fluff wild “Just wanna see when you fall apart on my cock”

He thrusted up and you keened, bracing yourself against his chest.

You were gorgeous as you rode the demon. Red horns like a crown as you threw your head back in pleasure.

Alastor wrapped your tail around his arm and growled when you pushed down on him.

Whipped cream gathered at his as you dragged your walls over him, throwing your assinto his thrusts

”pretty pretty princess. Such a slutty pussy that wants to be filled. that’s a good girl, you take my cock so well doll. You want my cum?”

You whimpered, nodding “yes yes yes please cum in me. Breed me. O-Oh ha! Al! Let me have your babies please OH fuuuuuccckkk I want it I want it so bad.” Your claws played with your clit, making your orgasm buzzed, golden magic sparking.

You let out a sharp cry as your back arched. Alastor dug his claws in your hips and pounded you out until his cock twitched and the mark on your belly melted away.

Your cunt squelched and your back burned.

”Fuck fuck fuck!”

Alastor growled as his cock dumped his cum inside you.

You crashed against Alastor’s chest, large wings erupting from your back, shielding the two of you in a cocoon.

You tried to move your hips, but Alastor held you fast as rope after rope of creamy spunk painted your walls.

He had returned back to semi-normal. He pressed a kiss to your forehead “Fuck darlin such a good girl.”

You purred as you changed back.

You ran a hand over your belly, blinking to find it was bulging softly.Alastor chuckled “Seems I might have overdid it just a bit”

You nuzzled into his neck “Mhmm not quite…” you sunk your fangs into his neck, making the demon hiss and bite into your shoulder.

You gasped as you felt the last restraint snap and his cum flood your womb, you wiggled your hips, milking his cock.

Alastor let out a hum “ So perfect and all mine.”

You giggled sleepily. “hmmm.”

Your soft snores filled the room.

Alastor’s ears flicked as he watch little flecks of magic danced around the two of you.

He felt kind of bad for having you cockwarm him so he slid himself out. The magic swirled around your womb, sinking into your skin. He watched in wonder as your bulge slowly went down and a soft glow shone where your mark was.

Wonder what that was about?

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“Oh my gosh! Look at you! Your horns! You look like mom. Oh Satan Dad’s gonna flip” Charlie said as she pressed her hands against your swollen belly.

You chuckled at your sister. You could handle your father.

The hotel was shocked when you had announced you and Alastor were having babies.

yes.you heard right.

Babies.

Two!

Twins.

Alastor couldn't be more smug when the two of you walked around the city. He was very entertained by the whispers and stares that were thrown around.

The Princess of Hell was having the Radio Demon’s spawns.

Isnt the Princess engaged?

How dare he?

How is the king gonna react?

This will bring shame to the realm!

You were six months and soon your father will be coming to take you to meet your ‘betrothed.’

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Your tail swished in annoyance as you crossed your arms, staring at your father.

The Goetia Prince looked between you and Alastor nervously, Alastor flashing him a sharp smile as he wrapped his arm around your waist.

Your father was seething.

Horns standing tall, eyes red, a ball of fire raging, wings and tail out, and ahh the seraphim eyes.

Daddy was piiiissssed.

And you didnt care.

”what the actual FUCK?!” He bellowed, eyes narrowing on Alastor.

”YOU DARE SPAWN WITH MY DAUGHTER?!”

Alastor hugged you into his side, grinning like a little shit as his hand caressed your swollen belly.

“She was quite adamant Your Majesty. Who am I to disobey my Princess?” His grin had flames pooling from your father’s palms.

You cleared your throat, addressing the Goetia “You can go back home. The marriage is off” the demon blinked and looked to your father.

“Angel you dont understand-”

”No daddy you don’t understand! If you can be casted from Heaven for love, why can’t I rule Hell with mine?”

Lucifer faltered, eyes dimming.

He watched as Alastor comforted you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. He looked at you the way Lucifer looks at your mother.

With complete and utter love, adoration,and devotion.

His eyes drifted to your stomach.

You were pregnant and happy.

Lucifer sighed and approached you, making your horns curl in warning.

Lucifer looked at you.

You looked just like Lilith. You were happy and so in love.

He sighed seeing the ring on your finger.

He wondered where you got that stubbornness from?

your mother no doubt

”Fine fine” he sighed, making you calm down.

”I am to be a grandpa it seems! I-I can’t wait.” He smiled at you making you smile back.

”What am I suppose to tell my father?!” Oh he was still there?

Lucifer blinked in confusion and shrugged “Im sure he can overlook this mishap”

”Mishap? Mishap?! Your daughter is a whore! A mockery of He-AAAAHHHHH!”

You smiled happily as Alastor let out a burp “Thank you Al”

He kissed your cheek “No one will insult you in my presence. His screams were exquisite”

Lucifer cleared his throat as the two of you made heart eyes at each other. “Sooooo twin spawns? Yippee”

You laughed rubbing your belly “Things are gonna get busier around here.”

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Alastor leaned down to kiss your forehead, looking at the bundle in his arms.

”You did wonderful my love”

You hummed as you rocked the other bundle.

”YOURE OKAY! I was so worried. You were screaming and then we heard nothing” Your sister cried bursting into the room, Lucifer entering behind her. You smiled at your twin’s rambling. Charlie fretted over you before settling on the bundle in your arms.

She squealed “Are they-?”

”Met the newest additions to the family”

You had given birth to twins.

A boy and a girl.

You were holding your baby boy, cooing at the babe who looked at you curiously.

Baby boy was the splitting image of his father, except he had your rosy cheeks and and cute nose.

Baby girl took all after you. Pale skin, rosy cheeks, tuffs of blonde hair and little wings tucked and curled.

Alastor nuzzled your mini version.

“What you gonna name them?” Charlie asked cooing at the babies.

You turned to your father “Alastor and I thought it would be best if you name them dad. You know the whole angelic thing” you smiled.

Your father’s lips wobbled at your words.

Alastor handed you your daughter and you adjusted both fawns in your arms.

Your father placed his hands over them and a soft golden glow appeared.

“The Son of the Morningstar shall be called Abaddon”

Your son giggled as magic danced around him, red eyes glimmering in delight.

You placed a soft kiss on the boy’s fluff and handed him to his father.

”A Daughter of the Morningstar shall be named Azrael”

You snuggled the fussy girl who calmed at your touch.

”The blood of the Morningstar shall be blessed as long as the eternal flame blazes. Amen”

You smiled and let out a tired yawn.

”Alright I think that’s enough excitement for one night.” Alastor rushed Charlie and Lucifer out so you and the babies could rest.

Alastor slid beside you on the bed and used his tentacles to put the twins to sleep.

You leaned against his chest, eyes heavy as you smiled up at him.

”was this everything you envisioned?”

Alastor grinned down at you, before taking a long look at his fawns, he looked back at you and hooked a finger under your chin to capture your lips in a kiss.

”Hmmm its much better my dear. Much better”

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reallyromealone · 1 month

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Title: oh look a mate (s)

Pairing: demon brother's x reader

Chapter 2

Fandom: obey me

Warnings: male reader, omegaverse, nsfw content, angst, fluff, self hatred, reader has a lot of trauma, shitty family, toxic family, mentions of murder, attempted assassination mentioned

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He remembered his first nest.

And how quickly his sister destroyed it.

His parents mocking him, his sister making him feel awful for having something like that.

This was what he thought of when he thought of inviting his family, that was the first memory he had.

He was eight at that time.

Staring at the paper, did he want to invite them?

"No, I don't think we're going to do that" he whispered to himself as he looked at the barely started letter, everytime he tried writing it another memory came back.

For once, he wanted something happy that they wouldn't intrude on.

This was for him.

Lucifer noticed something, something deeply concerning that he hadn't thought about till looking at (name) getting fitted for his wedding attire, he had no collar. His neck and scent glands exposed and no one caught this, how did they not notice this?! Lucifer looked at the ornate and beautiful collar he had commissioned, an expensive leather with their soulmate mark on a silver charm.

Simple but beautiful.

(Name) Was in his greenhouse again as Belphegor slept in the corner, (name) liked to think this was their hang out time because he would always appear when he was in here, it was nice.

(Name) Spoke about the things he was doing to the sleeping demon, a one sided conversation but (name) still enjoyed it as his happy pharamones filled the room "I'm growing tulips here, I think they would be lovely... I always loved them, they were my grandmothers favorites before she passed" he explained happily as he stretched "I think im done for the day" walking towards the demon he smiled "sorry but I'm going to need this, it's quite chilly today" he said as he went to take his cape but Belphegor had other ideas, pulling (name) in his embrace "this is very sweet but I think sleeping on a greenhouse ledge would hurt our backs"(name) said softly to the other who cracked an eye open and grunted "would you be willing to stay away a bit to go somewhere more comfortable?" He asked the Alpha who grunted "and where do you have in mind?"

Belphegor was a bit surprised when (name) had him teleport to (name)s space, the Omega leading him to his nest and gently pushing him in "much nicer!" He said simply as Belphegor let the other sit beside him as the demon pulled him close, already sleepy "you're a sleep demon right?" (Name) Asked curiously and Belphegor grunted "sloth avatar" his voice low and rumbly as (name) nodded "that must be tough"

"Not really... Now stop talking and sleep" he ordered the Omega who just let him hold him like a teddy bear.

The two slept for a few hours, the others looking for (name) everywhere before finding him in the nest "no fair, why does he get to go in the nest!" Beelzebub whined as (name) looked so peaceful "we'll get to go in it eventually" it was nice to see (name) let his guard down, he was sweet yes but always nervous...

"Let's let them sleep, his heats soon so it's best to let him conserve energy" Lucifer instructed as they begrudgingly left "I worry for his heat though " Asmodeus commented as they left the apartment and the others looked confused "he knows basically nothing... He's reading books to figure it out because he's worried he won't be good, I don't even think he's masturbated before" how could he? Suppressants basically knocked the libido out of you and not to mention his upbringing "a heat is scared, between an Omega and their body for the first few years and he was robbed of it" Satan said softly and they sighed, he couldn't have this heat by himself as their were traditions but they didn't want him going into his first heat after being in suppressants for years without knowing anything about sex.

"Maybe ask him if he wants to fuck?" Mammon said simply and Asmodeus glared at him "as much as I want that, we have to be delicate with him! Teach him how to pleasure himself!"

"Then let's to that then!" The white haired Alpha argued back and Lucifer and Satan just sighed and Levi wanted to just not be in this conversation anymore, embarrassed as hell.

(Name) Woke later on, The sun setting as Beelzebub walked in "have a good nap, sleepy?" He teased and (name) rubbed his eyes "how long did I sleep?" He whispered and Beelzebub chuckled "five hours"

"You guys let me sleep that long?!" He worried and the Alpha smiled "you were too cute to wake, now come on! It's dinner!" He seemed excited and (name) looked at Belphegor "don't worry about him, he usually gets leftovers later" Beelzebub lifted (name) as the Omega yelped "wait! I'm heavy!" He panicked and Beelzebub laughed "like holding a couple of grapes, don't worry I'm strong" he teased as they walked down the halls, the gluttony demon feeling how soft his mate was, face right near his chest... Nope don't get an erection right now! 'think of awful things!' he thought as he thought of the worst things imaginable, wasting food and uuuh Solomon shirtless!

'Bleh'

"There's the sleepy bunny~" Asmodeus teased, (name) looking a little disheveled as sleep still had him in a bit of a hold "sorry I slept so long..." He whispered and Mammon snorted "you were napping with Belph, he has that affect" the Omega nodded as Mammon put food on his plate, a bit extra as the Alpha felt the urge to make sure (name) was cared for.

They spoke of weddings and such as (name) enjoyed his meal, little chirps occasionally leaving his lips at the foods be particularly enjoyed as the demons watched happily "maybe when your garden is ready for harvest we can use them~" Lucifer on (name)s other side gently fixed the others shirt, a typical alpha grooming of his mate as he began (fixing/cleaning) his (hair/face) "how you manage to get dirty"

After dinner, (name) was curious as Lucifer halted him with Asmodeus standing beside him "could we talk to you? Just for a moment?" Lucifer asked the Omega who looked curious but nodded, letting Asmodeus take his hand as they went to Lucifer's office "we hope this isn't too forward darling but we wanted to ask..." Lucifer seemed to struggle on what to say exactly as Asmodeus stepped in "we want your first time to be memorable, not in the throws of heat where you may not remember and maybe understand your body more" Asmodeus said to the other who was now seated in a plush chair as Asmodeus crouched infront of him "you deserve to have your first time be on your terms and learn what you like, we don't have to have sex but would you be open to it?"

"I-I... Isn't mating for the alphas?" He was supposed to give alphas pleasure! He was an Omega!

"Oh darling no, Sex is supposed to be good for both parties, you and your comfort matter just as much as ours"

"You wouldn't see me as shameful for wanting that?" (Name)s voice barely above a whisper and the two got closer "darling im the avatar of lust, nothing you do would be shameful to me and Luci here just wants you to feel pride in yourself and your body" he explained and (name) felt his cheeks get wet with tears "promise?"

"Of course"

They set up for two days from now, Asmodeus would teach (name) about his body... Intimately.

And (name) was nervous but a heat pooled in his stomach he wasn't familiar with, ever since he stopped supressants his body had felt like shocks went through it whenever his alphas touched him, his omega quiet after so long begging him to do whorish things...

Oh god, he's been here a few weeks and he's already like this!

He wouldn't admit it but he liked how freeing it was, his mates never judging him....

They actively tried spending time with him, having him join their activities and lives.

He remembered when Lucifer tried teaching him how to ride a horse, the black haired demon sitting behind him on the stallion and guiding him gently, it was absolutely wonderful!

He wanted to treasure that memory forever...

Belphegor was still in the nest when (name) returned and changed into his sleep clothes getting comfortable and passing out as the sleep demon held him in a vice grip, possession absolutely noticable with the hold as (name) was soothed by how warm and cozy it felt.

(Sisters name) Was hysterical when the royal wedding was announced, a grand event that had the entire kingdom in a flurry of celebration as their town marketed that they were the town that had the Omega.

So she did what was logical.

Get rid of the problem in her life.

(Name) Wouldn't see what hit him.

"So, where do you feel most comfortable? This is about you" Asmodeus asked the Omega who fiddled with his hands and looked at his nest and his bed "would it... Be messy?"

"Only if we're doing it right~" he teased and kissed (name)s forehead "remember, this is what YOU want" he reminded (name) who looked at his bed and then his nest "nest?" He asked softly and Asmodeus smiled "of course, do I have permission to enter your pretty nest?" He asked as (name) got comfortable in it and the smile on (name)s face said a lot as he nodded, Asmodeus moving them so (name) was in his lap "remember what I taught you about safe words?" He asked the Omega who nodded "tell alpha" he commanded gently and smelt the small amount of slick that escaped the omegas body "green means good... Yellow means that I'm not sure and slow down and read is stop" he said confidently as Asmodeus kissed his neck lovingly "such a good boy" he whispered into his ear and smiled when (name) subconsciously bucked his hips, he knew this cutie had a praise kink.

After all, he always wanted to be good for him.

"Now, I'm going to remove your clothes, remember what to do if it gets uncomfortable" he said as he used his magic to make (name)s clothes vanish, the other covering himself shyly "none of that, let me see you" Asmodeus said sweetly as he watched (name) uncover himself and god, was his omega so pretty...

"Now, the first rule of sex is getting comfortable with your own body" Asmodeus explained as he took (name)s hands and moved them across the omegas own body "know what feels good" he pinched (name)s cute nipple before moving their hands lower "and to know what feels /great/" the demon wrapped their hands around (name)s cute Omegan cock that was already erect and gave it a tug, watching (name) throw his head back at the sensation "o-oh!" He was confused and awe struck by the sensation, this was way better than the pillow humping he had been pitifully been doing lately. "This is your pretty cock, stroke it, play with its head... It's yours to use whenever you want~" Asmodeus explained and (name) let out a shaky breath as they stroked his cock, legs spread across Asmodeus' own "and if we go lower, we have your ass" he whispered to (name) and smiled at how fucked out (name) looked already and they barely started "you gotta prep yourself real nice, slowly work your way in..."

(Name) Whined out as Asmodeus chuckled "none of that, pretty boy" he whispered as he pulled (name) into a sweet kiss, slipping his tongue in shortly after as he helped (name) loosen up with both of their fingers though Asmodeus was just guiding. "When you feel it's loose enough, slowly push in... Don't worry the slick will help you" he pulled away to continue his lesson with his omega who was already drooling and unfocused as Asmodeus gently helped him push in "all the way to the knuckle...~"

Asmodeus helped (name) fuck himself in one finger before slowly introducing a second finger, (name) could feel his erection on his back and rutted into it as his hips shook, his fingers felt good but not good enough... "It's not..." He couldn't figure out how to say it as Asmodeus kissed his scent gland "it's not what darling?" "M-more!" He cried out, fully lost in it as he pushed his hips up subconsciously.

"Do you want alpha to take care of you? Show you something great?" Asmodeus asked the other who wnined "what color are you baby?"

"Green!"

"Good boy"

Asmodeus removed (name)s fingers before replacing them with his larger ones, down to the knuckle before his other hand moved to the omegas cock "hey baby.. look at me" (name) complied as Asmodeus began thrusting against his prostate and jerking him off "shiaaa!" He could barely keep himself from cumming as he let out a loud cry, cum getting everywhere "and that pleasure button was your prostate... Use that whenever your heart desires ~ rub it and press it~" he said softly as (name) barely could stay awake "you wanna continue baby? Tell alpha"

"Gu-reen" he barely could sputter out and Asmodeus chuckled "you're too precious~ let's wash you up and feed you" he lifted (name) with ease and took him to the ensuite washroom "you did do good, you were so pretty~" he praised the Omega who was putty in his hold, (name) definitely bad a lot of time to make up for with how repressed the poor thing was sexually...

The other brothers stroked themselves vigorously as they heard the sounds of (name) being pleasured and inevitable climax that had the Omega screaming.

"He's fast asleep, poor thing wanted more but could barely stay awake" Asmodeus said fondly as the others gathered in the parlor "hes definitely eager, loves to be a good boy ~" the smell of a pleasured Omega was strong, the smell of (pharamones smell) stronger and sweeter "before I put him to bed, he asked if you guys could join next time ~ such a sweet little thing"

He definitely was going to be a good dam to their respective pups.

The other alphas were definitely interested in joining next time.

With the news of the wedding approaching, the men were taking even more precautions and safety measures for the Omega, already having three poisoning attempts and an assassin that they apprehended while (name) was sleeping.

Switching their cutlery to silver from gold and both the food tester and Beelzebub to test (name)s food, the demon immune thankfully as the rest.

At most he would just have a stomach ache for an hour.

It was intense, the men constantly worrying for him as he went about his day with more guards much to his confusion as the days ticked closer, the grand wedding hall being decorated along with the rest of the palace as guests from around the world began arriving as he took a walk through the gardens, the demons having (name)s favorite flowers planted as he was the one who frequented the area the most.

currently he was trying to find Lucifer, the demon wanting to have tea with him but (name) was a bit directionally challenged as he eventually spotted horns and black hair "you're late" Lucifer remarked without any bite as he stood for the Omega, checking him over "I have something for you" the demon didn't waste time as he pulled out the collar "it's not safe to be unprotected like this" his words simple as (name) looked at the collar.

His family never let him have one, a form of control he supposed and he couldn't stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks as the demon looked worried "do you not like it?" His voice laced with light panic and (name) shook his head "i-i never had one??" His voice confused but soon Lucifer clicked the situation together and smiled "I will never let you go without, my love" he gently put the collar on (name), the Omega dressing in more lace and delicate clothes these days as Asmodeus had a fixation on shopping for him, it went together quite well "beautiful..."

"You think?" (Name) Asked nervously and Lucifer leaned down and kissed him "we'll get you countless collars in any color you want" he said honestly before leading (name) to the garden table with treats and tea set up "now, shall we eat?"

(Name) Was curious as he was handed a letter from his family, his father's seal in wax staring back at him.He didn't know what to do, this would be the first time in over a month that he would be hearing from his family.

He didn't know what to expect.

"Are you alright, Darling?" That was also a few development with the demons, pet names.

And Satan surprisingly besides Asmodeus was very heavy with them.

"I... I received a letter from my family" Satan was immediately suspicious of this letter as he walked to his omega "do you trust me?" He asked the Omega who nodded obediently "of course" he chirped "could I see this letter? To soothe my nerves" (name) knew of the things that have been happening and nodded, handing him the letter without a second thought and the blond gently kissed him "thank you, my dear"

He had the two poison testers open the letter in a glass room, something their grandfather made when people began putting poisonous powder in letters, it wasn't poisoned thankfully.

That would make for an angry Satan :).

But the contents of the letter?

Oh.

Ohohoho.

That made for him to get so upset he transformed a little more demonic from rage.

'(name),

We have been informed by our neighbors about your wedding, a surprise to us all as you haven't even sent your family an invitation seeing as you stole your sisters moment and flaunted it infront of her.

We are thoroughly disappointed and appalled at your attitude and would expect you to invite your sister as she deserves to see the life you stole from her even just once.

We are expecting an invite promptly.

(Mother's name) And (father's name), (lastname)'

The audacity.

The sheer audacity of these people, how did (name) manage to be related to these insects of people?! "definitely not letting Belphegor read this" or maybe he should... No (name) would be upset.

"Maybe we should invite them... One last look at someone they took for granted" and before they kept (name) away forever.

Give him everything and more.

God he couldn't wait to give that cute Omega who was currently petting one of the off duty p

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Pervert (Obey Me! Shall we Date)

summary: You are suspecting that someone is stealing your underwear. It will go missing and randomly reappear like it was never gone. You pretend not to notice, but set a little trap for the culprit… And catch them red-handed.

content warning: fem!mc (listed undergarments are stolen, but Mc could be a crossdresser idk) and nsfw is all i think but please lmk if there's anything else here that i forgot to warn abt!

a/n: this is my first everrrr OM! blurb so idk i hope it does well! silent readers won't be blocked but psa that i do appreciate likes and comments <3 however ageless/minor blogs will be blocked thx!

psst! read part 2 here!

MINORS DNI. IM SO SRS. i promise waiting a few years sounds worse than it actually is. please respect my boundary <3

You had suspected someone had been doing it for a while. Your favorite pairs of bras or panties or even your matching sets would randomly disappear from your dirty clothes hamper while waiting to be washed. When you noticed they were missing, you didn't know how to bring up the issue. It wouldn't make any sense if the laundry was switched. As it kept happening, and the clothes kept randomly reappearing and disappearing, you began to feel suspicious. Could it have been possible that someone was stealing them?

When you breached this thought, the prospect nervously excited you. There are only so many reasons for stealing someone's used undergarments, and you were certain you could narrow it down. You did admittedly find it somewhat disturbing, but at the same time, you couldn't help but laugh. Why couldn't they just come to you and ask? It's not like your suitors to be shy.

Then again, maybe you were overthinking it. Perhaps it was simple curiosity? Maybe someone is fascinated by humans and the clothes they wear or the way they smell? You weren't one to judge, but still. It felt strange regardless of whether it was pure curiosity or unbridled pervertedness.

You continued to put up with it for a while until one fateful day, you caught them. You had purposely left your dirty clothes hamper unattended after dragging it to the laundry room, leaving to grab some scent beads to freshen the wash. As you'd been coming back, you heard someone rooting around in your hamper. You could hear clothes being pushed to the side and frustrated sighs as the hamper teetered back and forth with their frustrated movements. You bit your lip, heart pounding in your chest. You gently turned your head around the doorway arch to peer at the culprit. Steeling yourself, you turned away and straightened up before walking in with a feigned surprised gasp slipping from your lips. It was just in time to see the culprit pick up your favorite pairs of lacy underwear. The culprit, hearing your gasp, quickly turns, color draining from their face before it is quickly replaced by a crimson blush.

Whatever excuses they attempt to stammer out, you don't hear. You simply stare at them, mouth agape, before your feigned surprise melts into a twisted smile. You put your hand over your mouth to stifle a chuckle, and look at them, mirth in your eyes.

"You… You pervert!"

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Lucifer:

To say Lucifer is beyond embarrassed is quite the understatement. He's utterly and undeniably humiliated. His glasses are crooked, his face a blotchy red, and his nose slightly wet from having buried it in the spoils of his efforts; your panties. He clears his throat hurriedly and desperately scrambles for any kind of excuse, including straightening up and attempting to intimidate you. But how could you be intimidated by a man who you'd just seen bury his nose in your panties, drunken look all over his face? You simply laugh at him and hold out your hand, a smirk on your face as you motion for him to hand the panties over, one eyebrow raised. He turns away ashamedly and gently places them in your hand, his shoulders trembling just slightly out of embarrassment.

With his eyes screwed shut and his lips pursed, he stiffly strode towards the exit, as if he could simply leave after all that has transpired here. You reach behind you and grab his vest, tugging him back beside you. In no position to argue, he does not resist. Once he is beside you, you begin to trail your hands across his stomach before going in a straight line up his chest. "You know… " you start, stifling a smirk and biting your lip. You turn to him, but he remains frozen, staring at the exit, as though desperate to escape. You simply continue to trail your hand up his chest, unphased. "Next time, you can just come to me and ask." Your fingers reach his neck, and he flinches, but shows no other movement. You trail your fingers up to his chin before grabbing it and turning his head so his gaze was on you. "There is more where this came from." You hold up your panties, the ones he was just so brazenly burying himself in moments before.

His blush deepened across his face, and he pulled away from you, stiffly making his exit. You only laugh and wonder how long it will take for him to release his pride and ask you for a pair… or two.

Mammon:

Immediately he is blabbering out a multitude of excuses, excuses, and more excuses. "It's not what ya think, MC! I was just- ah, just um- just checking for my socks!" and "I swear ya've got it all wrong!" and "I'm yer first demon anyway! I should be 'llowed to-" and "Listen, don't ya dare tell Lucifer or Levi or anyone else!!" and more and more excuses and empty threats spilled from his lips, until he finally sank to his knees and quieted, as though asking for forgiveness. All you had to do was silently stare at him, smirking, hand still covering your mouth as you watched him slowly melt and grovel. His face is a deep red and his eyes are watery, lips wet from pressing them against your essence in the panties. He still gripped them in his hands and his fingers trembled as he held them.

Smirking wider, you walk forward to him and bend your knees to face him. "Look at me." You didn't even need to command him. He looks up, eyes still watery and his lips red from him worrying them between his teeth. His face was still a deep shade of crimson, and his heavy breathing made it clear it was a struggle for him to keep eye contact. You smile and hold out your hand, motioning for him to hand over what was rightfully yours. Defeatedly, he hands it over, and clenches his fists in his lap, still trembling. You would have thought he'd have more to say, but perhaps being caught like this was simply too humiliating.

"The Great Mammon is too embarrassed for words, huh? Poor thing." You tease him just a little bit, watching him continue to tremble. For a moment he opened his mouth to retort, but one look at you and he couldn't do it. His mouth closed and he looked down ashamedly.

You laugh at his demeanor, and reach out to gently take his chin in your hand and raise it so he could face you. "Awww, don't be shy. I understand, your first human is truly irresistible." You give him a challenging look, and he gulps nervously. "However, next time, Mammon… All you have to do is ask. I'd be happy to satisfy all your burning curiosities. Besides, there's plenty more of these in that hamper." You lift up your panties with one finger, dangling it in front of his eyes. He bites his lips and his eyes widen at your gesture. He begins to lean towards them, as though attempting to get another whiff. You smile and pull them away from him, laughing at his dejected expression.

"Come on, I have to wash these for now. How about you be good and go wait in your room? Perhaps I'll bring you the ones I'm wearing now." Your enticing offer immediately stifles whatever excuse he was about to shout about the unfairness of it all. He simply nods and scurries away, eager to receive a prize for being obedient.

Levi:

Levi shrieks like a little girl, fumbling his grip on your panties and dropping them in the heap of other discarded clothes from his prior ransacking. "I… I-I-I… U-Um… I!!!" He stammers, desperately scrambling for an excuse, a way to escape from this embarrassing predicament. He lifts his arms in front of his eyes, shielding himself from your gaze. "I-I DIDN'T MEAN TO!!" He shouts, probably alerting the entire House of Lamentation. He slowly sinks into the corner of the room, curling into a ball as though you were hovering over him. His mumbled "I'm sorry"s and "I'm just a dirty otaku pervert"s are eventually lost to his hiccups and tearless sobs. Gosh, he's so dramatic.

You just stand there, chuckling to yourself for a moment, before drawing closer, slowly taking short steps towards him. With every click of your shoes on the floor, the more he seemed to cave in on himself, even revealing his tail to curl it around him. His sobs were no longer audible, but he was still shaking, and muttering to himself about how he couldn't believe he'd let himself do that. You sank down to your knees and patted him on the back, partially soothing him and partially asking for his attention. After a few pats he looks up, the most comically distressed look on his face, and immediately hides behind his arms again to protect himself. Before you can say anything, genuine apologies spill from his lips, broken by extreme stammers. "I-I am SO sorry MC, I sh-should never have d-done that, I'll n-never look at you again-" and so on, so forth, each stammered promise more extreme than the last.

You can only roll your eyes affectionately at his actions. You shake your head and gently tug on his arm, forcing him to peer over it at you. "Well, it's not exactly okay, but next time, please ask me." A mischievous grin spreads across your face as you say this, eager to gauge his reaction.

He blinks at you confusedly, before realization flickers across his face and a crimson blush spreads all over his features. "WH-WHA?!" He exclaims in surprise, jumping as soon as it hit him.

You simply smile and back away, picking up your discarded underwear that he held only moments ago. "Just ask. If you want some." You smirk at him, standing upright and gathering your clothes together to put them all back in the hamper. You glance back at him. "I don't have any except the ones I'm wearing now, so you'll have to wait." You smirk at him and turn away, focusing on the laundry before hearing him slither out of the room, his heavy breathing muffled.

Satan:

Of all the brothers, to be honest, you least expected him. Even Lucifer wouldn't be much of a surprise, considering how he has no such outlet for being pent up. But Satan had books. And yet, despite all those books, some erotica and some educational, here he was, unsatisfied, seeking the real thing through going through your laundry. On second thought, maybe that was believable.

He immediately froze, whipping himself around to face you and promptly dropping the panties on the pile of clothes in shock. He stared at you wide-eyed for a moment, before realizing he’d dropped his long-awaited bounty. He ripped his eyes away from you and set them on the panties instead, reaching down to pick them up again, and turning his face away, holding them out to you. He was flushed red, from the height of his cheekbones to the base of his neck. He probably knew that you never would have expected him, which was why being caught was so humiliating to him. You snicker into your hand, and he trembles in embarrassment at your laughter, still holding out the panties. You graciously reach forward and accept them, plucking them from the tips of his fingers. He quickly retracted his hand, still trembling and refusing to look at you.

You would have expected him to be shouting all sorts of profanities and curses alike, anything to deflect and avoid the situation at hand, because he is simply full of wrath. But he simply stood, trembling, and turned away, his eyebrows creased downwards in an unsurprisingly angered expression. Perhaps he was more angry at himself than the situation and that was why he was turned away? Regardless, you placed the underwear back in your hamper and moved to collect the rest of the clothes, and Satan wordlessly helped you, still blushing furiously and refusing to look at you.

When the task was done and the hamper was full, he made to leave, but you commanded him to stay. Rooted to the spot and unable to move due to your pact, he stayed, but refused to turn to you. His neck was still very red. You approached him from behind and placed a hand on his back, making him jump. You simply chuckled in response and said “Please Satan, the next time those erotica books aren’t doing it for you, you just have to ask.”

His breathing picked up and his flush grew redder and deeper. You could hear the slight wet sounds of his mouth opening and closing, as though he had something to say. You waited patiently for him to speak, but he eventually growled and stalked off, posture tight as a stitch. You knew he’d cave eventually.

Asmodeus:

Well, this guy’s shameless. The color did indeed drain from his face at first, but it was quickly replaced with a humble blush and a knowing smirk. He was still holding the panties rather close to his face. “Sorry, doll…” He drawls, gazing at you with lidded, suggestive eyes. “Couldn’t help myself.” He giggles after saying that, whisking the panties away from his face and hiding his hand behind his back. He leaned forward and put a finger to his lips, smiling devilishly. “You can keep a secret, right sweetheart? I don’t want my brothers to know about this…” He mock pouts, and you roll your eyes. You’d figured it was him because most of the ones that went missing were pink, and we all know who adores that color.

You could also tell he knew you weren’t exactly uncomfortable with this, him stealing your intimates for his own personal desires. Of course you weren’t, he was your suitor. You sigh and shake your head. “Sure, Asmo. But, let’s be more polite and ask me next time, okay?”

He throws his head back and laughs, as though genuinely amused at your words. When he finishes laughing, he wipes a tear from his eyes and mutters “Politeness from a demon… Really…” He flips his hair over his shoulder and smiles at you. “If it is what you wish. However…” His voice turned sly and low, as he revealed his hand once again and dangled your panties from his hand. “I’ll be taking these for now, dear.”

You laugh at him, and he simply smiles wider in response. “Well, sure, but… wouldn’t you like a fresher pair?”

The words stop him in his tracks. His eyes widen and his mouth drops open as he realizes your offer. However, he is only shocked for mere moments before smirking again, another blush dusting his cheeks, a drunken look on his face. “Oh, dear!” He squeals, walking over to you and holding your face between his hands, bringing himself very close to you. “I would very much like a fresher pair~. You come to my room later, okay? I’ll be waiting~.” He taps your nose and begins moving away, blowing a kiss your way and winking as he drops the panties into your open palms.

You wondered what the rest of the day would be like.

Beelzebub:

Honestly, you wouldn’t be surprised if he was doing this simply out of curiosity. You'd be willing to excuse it. Poor guy, didn't know how to approach you so instead resolved to innocently nick away your clothing for innocent, curious inspections. You were prepared to forgive him after giving him a slap on the wrist.

You are surprised, however, when he starts profusely apologizing, clutching the panties in his hand, muttering about how he just couldn’t satiate his hunger.

His face is red and his head is bowed forward, not making eye contact with you. Suffice to say this is not what you expected. You cock your head to the side, looking at him curiously. "Beel…" And he immediately looks up obediently. You don't even have to ask. "...What kind of hunger?"

You figured you knew what he meant, but couldn't resist a little teasing. He squirms under your gaze, bowing his head down again and clenching and unclenching his hands, panties still gripped in both. He purses his lips before explaining, "I'm not sure how to explain it, MC, but when I smell you, I get hungry." He is still avoiding your gaze, but you can tell he's being sincere. "And it's not hungry for food, it's more like… a strong, lustful hunger… And I've never felt that before, so I was curious." His head is still bowed shyly, and he's raised his hand to hold out the panties. "I'm sorry, MC. I won't do it again."

You smiled genuinely at his sincerity and apology, your heart swelling just slightly. "No worries, Beel." You take the panties from him and pile them into the hamper. "Will you help me put the clothes back?"

He nods and helps you pile your clothes back into the hamper, a light blush still on his cheeks. Once you're done, you turn to him, smiling mischievously. "Beel. The next time you want a pair, please don't be afraid to ask me, okay? I'll be happy to help you."

Beel bursts into a blush wordlessly, his eyes widening at your offer. Hesitantly, he nods, clenching his eyes shut before turning on his heel and walking away, probably off to the kitchen. He's a glutton, right? He'd be back.

Belphegor:

Of all demons, the Avatar of Sloth is tirelessly rummaging around in your laundry? Of all types? He looks at you, color still drained from his face, before tiredly huffing and looking down at the spoils of his efforts, probably contemplating if it was all worth it. He sighs and looks up at you again, too tired to be embarrassed, and hands you the panties before collapsing into the pile of your clothes he'd created from his rummaging. He turns over like he's getting ready to sleep, and mutters a quick "Sorry. G'night."

You're tempted to laugh at his actions, and you almost do, but you decide to poke him back awake. He protests a little bit, rolling over back and forth and wiggling out of your reach, before huffing and whining. "Comfy. Smells like you. Tired. G'night." You roll your eyes and decide to use your pact to your advantage.

"Belphegor. Get up."

Suddenly overcome by the power of the pact, he finds it fit to rise off of the pile, taking his sweet time. He stretches, curving his back and whipping his tail around in annoyance. "What? What now?"

"I need to wash these, Belphie. I can't stuff you into the washing machine." You chuckle lightly, moving to gather the pile and place it in the wash.

Belphegor whines in protest. "What about me? Your smell helps me sleep…" He looks away, a light blush on his cheeks.

Your eyebrows rise in surprise. "And this is why you've been stealing my intimates?" He rolls his eyes and quietly mutters something about getting off but waves away his comment before you can respond.

"Doesn't matter." He quiets down and leans against the wall, waiting for you to finish. When you turn to him questioningly, he simply raises an eyebrow. "What? I fully intend to drag you to my room to sleep with me. If I can't have your panties then I'll just have you." He turns away and blushes furiously despite his words being quite direct. You simply laugh.

"Don't worry. I'll be done soon."

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a/n: waaaaaaaaah i hope u all enjoyed! it's a little cringe yea and i apologize if anyone was slightly ooc i did my best!! i don't have a masterlist or anything yet but if u liked this please lmk! i plan on writing one for the other dateables soon!

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Pact Marks

(Obey Me!) Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor x Gender Neutral Reader (Separate)

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Where the pack marks are and how the brothers react to seeing them.

I am very behind in obey me and i still dont know if im gonna get back into the game but i <3 the boys so even if im way behind im gonna keep writing for them. also i know this has been done a million times but i wanted to write one too so :3

Lucifer;

His pact mark showed up right below your collarbone on the right side of your body. It was in a private enough place that it wasn’t noticeable 90% of the time, but if you ever wore anything low cut or were ever shirtless then there was no way of hiding it.

He had no intention of seeing it at first. He felt no need, it was just a silly pack mark there was no need for him to search it out. And he certainly didn't think he'd feel as drawn to it as he did when he finally saw it.

When he did finally see it he was enthralled. He was so mesmerized by the little symbol that he had to stop you from doing whatever you were doing so he could just stare at it. (And maybe touch it if you would let him.)

It was a hot day in the devildom. Hotter than it had been in a very long time and there was no way you were going to let yourself get heat stroke while you were here. So you chose to wear a tanktop that had as little fabric on your body as possible. You hadn't even thought that your pack marks would be on display; you simply wanted some relief from the sweltering heat. However, your housemates did not let you by that easily. Or specifically one house mate, one that you least expect.

You were just leaving your room for something to drink but before you could get the sweet liquid your body desired Lucifer stopped you.

“Y/n, face me.”

You knew better than to decline a request like that so you turned around hoping to get whatever this was finished with as soon as possible. But what you weren’t prepared for was Lucifer just staring at you.

It made you a little self-conscious at first. But the self-conscious feeling quickly turns into amusement when you realize what he was staring at.

“Your pact mark.” You said teasingly.

His eyes didn't move from your chest. So you offered your next question with caution.

“Do you wanna touch it?”

Mammon;

His pact mark showed up on your left side right on your ribs. There was no way anyone was seeing this unless they caught you changing or you offered to show it to them. Which was bad for Mammon.

He wanted to know where it was immediately. But he wasn’t just gonna admit that to you. So he took it upon himself to pay extra close attention to any bit of exposed skin you had. Every time your shirt rode up or you took off your shoes he was examining your exposed skin with a magnifying glass.

When he finally gave in and asked you (albeit in a very roundabout way) to show him you were more than happy to do so. He was a little thrown off at you showing so much skin to him but after the shock he was really surprised by the pack mark. It's almost like he didn’t believe that it was his pack mark.

“Sure I’ll show you.” Your words were nonchalant if not a little amused at Mammon's question.

You immediately moved to lift your shirt. It may have been better if you had just taken it off but either way lifting it certainly did the job. And there on full display was Mammons pact mark. Mammon had averted his eyes briefly when you started lifting your shirt but when you made an impatient noise he looked back at you reluctantly.

His eyes immediately met with his pact mark sitting on your ribcage. The little symbol fit perfectly there and he seemed to be in a state of disbelief. His eyes were wider than normal and his jaw hung slack.

“Why are you making that face?”

Your words shook him out of his little trance and his eyes shot up to your face.

“I’m not makin a face!” He said, placing his hands on his hips.

You rolled your eyes at him but didn't say anything else on the matter. His eyes went back to the pack mark while you slowly put your shirt back down, covering the little mark.

Mammon would definitely need to see that again at a later date.

Leviathan;

His mark showed up on the outside of your right thigh. It was an odd place in your opinion, but the more you thought about it the more you realized just how perfect it was for the avatar of envy.

Levi hadn’t thought about it initially. In his mind he knew you had a pack mark now but it hadn't crossed his mind that you'd ever want to show it to him. But as time went on he did get a little curious. Not enough to ask you about it but enough to start theorizing about where it might be.

Eventually you brought it up. Asked if he wanted to see it and with some coaxing you convinced him to let you show it to him. He was… embarrassed to say the least.

When you started unbuttoning your pants Levi started to freak out. You assumed this would happen so you tried not to pay it too much attention. Simply muttering a “calm down” and continuing your action of trying to show him the mark. Once you had pulled your pants down and turned your body to show the little mark Levi had taken it upon himself to cover his eyes with his hands.

“Levi come on, You're not gonna see anything.”

He mumbled something incoherent but with a bit more prying you got him to look at you. And as soon as his eyes made contact with his pact mark his face went a whole new shade of red.

“It's there!” He practically shouted while trying to avert his eyes again.

But now that he knew where the mark was he was having trouble keeping his eyes off of it. That seemed to be the way it was with most of the brothers and their pack marks, it was like they were drawn to them. Levi was certainly trying to fight that feeling however.

You laughed at the demon, and started to reach to put your pants back on. You thought you were sparing him the embarrassment or at least some of it but much to your surprise Levi stopped you before you could cover up again.

“Wait! Can you… can you let me look at it a little longer?”

Satan;

Satan's mark appeared on the inside of your wrist on your dominant hand. It was one of the most obvious places any of your pack marks had been thus far and truthfully that shouldn’t come as much of a shock.

He saw it right away. He tried to play it cool. He wasn't even that attached to you so why would he go crazy over a little pack mark. But if you paid close enough attention to him his eyes would linger on your wrist every chance he would get.

But when he actually gave in and took a moment to REALLY look at it he didn't even bother asking.

You found yourself situated comfortably in the library. Cozied up reading and enjoying your moment of peace. You were bound to get interrupted eventually but who interrupted you came as a bit of a shock.

“Y/n.”

Satan came to sit next to you on the sofa with the simple greeting and you put down what you were reading for a moment to see what he was going to do. He glanced at you for a moment before gesturing to a table on the other side of you.

“Would you hand me that book?” He asked.

You did as you were asked and handed him the little book that was sitting on the other side of you. When turning to hand it to him though you were stopped in your tracks when he grabbed your wrist and not the book.

“What are you—“

Your words died in your throat when you realized what he was doing. Satan's eyes were boring holes into your wrist, right where your pact mark was placed. His eyes tracing every curve and line of the mark.

You were content to let him do whatever he wanted so you both sat quietly for some time as he looked at the mark that bound you together.

Asmodeus;

His was below your belly button. It was fitting and when you realized where it was you knew there was no way you'd let him see it right away. Perhaps you wanted to tease him or maybe you just didn't feel comfortable enough yet. But no matter how fitting the placement was, you weren't showing him right away.

Asmo begged to see it. He had so many ideas of where it could be, and considering he couldn’t find it on any of your exposed skin, his ideas were getting worse and worse as time went on.

You eventually gave in and let him see it and he was in love immediately. He would not stop looking at it and cooing over how good it looked on you.

“Alright, fine!”

You were more than a little frustrated at Asmo’s constant begging but at this point you didn’t actually mind showing him the pack mark that much. So you might as well show him now and get it over with.

Asmo was very excited. You could tell just by looking at him that he was bubbling with anticipation and excitement. His eyes did not stop looking over you for even a second while you prepared yourself to show him the pack mark.

With a quick motion you lifted your shirt and adjusted your pants to expose the little mark. Asmos eyes widened way before he could even see the mark but when his eyes finally landed on it he let out a gasp. He was enamored by the little mark and he reached out to place his hands on your sides. It was as if he was making sure you weren't going to go anywhere.

“How has it taken you so long to show me this?” He whined.

You shook your head at him but said nothing. Deciding to let him marvel at the little mark for however long he’d behave.

Beelzebub;

His mark appeared on your left shoulder. You actually couldn’t find it at first. Like you knew one had appeal but you could not figure out where it was, but eventually you did catch sight of it. It was in a place that someone else could maybe see depending on what you were wearing but you yourself weren’t able to get a great look at it most of the time.

Beel hadn’t thought about it much. He kinda forgot you even had a pack mark for a while but even when the thought crossed his mind he didn't have the biggest urge to see it either.

He did see it eventually though. You didn't make a point to show him but you just so happened to be wearing something that shows off your shoulders and there it was. Beel was very nonchalant about it.

You had been looking for Beel for a while. You had to give him something from Lucifer and you were looking to get the errandend over quickly so you could go back to whatever it was you actually had planned for the day. And luckily for you you finally found Beel eating a snack in one of the sitting rooms.

“Beel, I have something for you.” You said striding over to where he sat.

He freed his hands momentarily to take whatever it was you were giving him but he didn’t look too thrilled with it.

“It’s from Lucifer… Obviously.”

You laughed as Beel’s face scrunched up at your words but you paid it no mind as you turned around and began walking out of the room. As your back was turned to him you weren't able to catch the face he made when his eyes came in contact with your pack mark. His eyes went wide for a moment and he tried to map out the mark before you really left the room.

He didn’t say anything, just quietly let you go as he stared a hole into your shoulder. He had never had any interest in seeing the little mark before. But now, well maybe he would ask to see the mark again some time in the future.

Belphegor;

His mark appeared on the top of your right foot. It wasn't center to your foot though, it was slightly to the outside of your body. You found it pretty quickly as you do have to take off your shoes and socks pretty regularly, but the mark wasn't so out there that someone would see it every day.

Belphie was curious and he asked you almost immediately where it was and if he could see it. He had no shame in the question and if you really didn’t want to show him you could always say no.

He was quite intrigued by it when he saw it. There was no way he was going to be genuine about that though. So he resorted to staring at it and making a snarky comment.

“So can I see it?”

You shrugged at Belphie’s request to see the pack mark. You’ve gone through this before and at this point you really didn’t mind showing him. So you sat down and took off your shoe, revealing the little mark on the top of your foot. Belphie looked at the mark with a strange look on his face, you almost wanted to ask what was up,but you kept the question to yourself as he continued to gaze at the mark.

“That's it?”

You rolled your eyes at him but he didn’t even look up so you assumed he didn’t even notice. You could tell he was actually quite interested in the mark and you know how he can be so you let him act that way. But if he wasn’t going to ask the question you assumed he wanted to then you would offer for him. You moved your foot closer to him which made him flinch and look up at you. You only gave him an exasperated look before gesturing to your foot with your hand and spoke.

“Go on, touch it.”

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