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Solomon: A person becomes more likable when they are clumsy or make mistakes; this is called the pratfall effect.
Diavolo, looking at Mc: You know, that actually makes a lot of sense sense.
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writing-by-mimi · 2 years
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GN:MC! Un-sheeps Hc
Fandom: Obey Me!
Characters: Belphegor, Diavolo, Barbatos.
      Summary:   In the Obey Me! Manga, Mc is a cute little sheep. (For real, if you haven't seen it, look at it. The team that put it together made Mc cute as fuck.) So what would our lovely, most eligible, Devildom men think when part of the magic oppressing Mc finally fades, but still leaves them far from normal? Humans don't have a cute little fluffy tail and a perfect set of fluffy ears...
         Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read. 
     💜Belphegor💜
• It's wrong on a lot of levels. He knows this, but he can't help himself. Somehow you had a big enough heart for  forgiveness..let alone treat him just like everyone else after what he did to you? You'll never know how greatful he is that you gave him another chance. He didn't even realizes he was happy about it until months later.
• He knows your human, for a split second after he killed you, he had thought he saw you, but it was probably just his mind playing tricks.
• While being small, warm and fuzzy, you made a perfect cuddle buddy. Plus you were small and fit in his arms. So he could just scoop you up and take you for a nap when he pleased. A luxury you allowed without much fuss.
• While you sleep, on the nights he wakes up, or even the afternoons, he stares down at you. He almost took you from this world. It's ridiculous, he knows it is - to love you so completely. It was probably a feeling he'd never see returned.
• It's okay though. The fact he can even just cuddle you will work for now. He'll make it work for the rest of your days, as not to make it awkward. He owes you that.
• Opening his eyes, he almost throws the body next to him out of his bed on instinct. Upon closer inspection, he recognizes the body. It's you. Exactly as he recalled, so maybe he really had seen your true form that night.
• You're gorgeous like this. Face relaxed, snuggled into his chest as the perfect little spoon, breathing softly. His lips form a smirk as he sees your pact with him.
• You have a tail. Just above it rest his mark on you.
• He watches it twitch as his fingers slowly trace the fluff. It's just as soft as you had been before. In your bed head of hair, he thinks he sees ears too.
• Messing with your tail makes you shift. You turn to face him and snuggle in under his chin. His arms act on their own as he moves to hold you. Pulling the blanket up over you and himself, he watches you until he falls asleep again, over taken by his sin.
• He wakes up and hears sniffling, small, almost silent sobs from his arms. Your crying. Did he scare you? Hold you too tight? He immediately panics. Last time you were in his arms crying...he pushes the thought from his mind.
• His slender fingers reach out and wipe your tears. "If I hurt you, I'm sorry."
• You sob a bit louder and pull away quickly, taking the blanket with you.
• "I'm sorry. I know you hate humans..."
• Before he can stop himself, he presses his warm lips softly against your forehead. "That was a long time ago." "Are you sure I don't bother you?"
• He sighs, your the one naked in bed with the man that killed you, he is the one that should spew apologies...
• He captures your lips, making you gasp. He slowly pulls away, small flush crawling up his neck. He turns his face away and pulls you closer to him. "Your perfect in any form. I'm just an idiot." He pet's your hair as he slowly drifts asleep again. Damn his sin.
• When he wakes again, your gone.
• He berates himself internally. He shouldn't have kissed you. He messed everything up, even after you had shown him so much compassion.
• His door opens and he sits up quickly and pulls his pillow over his crotch. Small shorts with fur on the ends...a matching tank top. "I'm sorry I left... I got cold. Turns out I got very accustomed to being warm...c-could we snuggle some more?"
• Fuck.
• Fuck fuck fuck.
• If he cuddles you now, you'll feel his erection...but if he tells  you no, it's rejection...you'll think being human bothers him. He watches as your ears twitch and you look to the ground. He quickly pulls the blanket back, he can just be sure to wrap you in enough blanket you don't feel anything.
• You give a small smile and tread towards him, and he feels his heart beat increase. You snuggle in and he helps tuck you in, he still embraces you, but it's loose. "I don't wanna squeeze you too hard..." it falls out of him before he can even think. "It's okay if you do." Your neck is flushed and you moved back into him quickly. He can't shift. His erection is against your ass, and there is no way you don't feel it...
• You lay still, but just for a moment. It doesn't take long for him to realize that the excuse of you trying to get comfortable in a new body is bullshit.
• He holds back a groan as you wiggle your ass with more excuses, and he's reached his limit already. Your beautiful, so close and warm and smell wonderful. His cock throbs as he pulls you closer and he can't help but hiss.
• What surprises him is that a low moan leaves you when he does. He knew it. Your turned on, just as much as him.
• The harmless dry humping and moans stays as innocent as the activity can until he can stand it no longer. His lips latch onto your neck and the shiver accompanied by your moan makes his cock begin to weep with precum.
• He slides his pants down, cock springing free as his fingers slowly trace your hips. Your body moving against him more is all he needs to pull your shorts down.
• Perhaps it should have stopped there, but it didn't. His cock is long enough and his thrust precise enough to enter you, and you never even have to move.
• The slow, shallow exploration of your wet hole coated in his precum has him close to cumming already. His hips slowly thrust all the way into you and your hand reaches back to card through his hair in encouragement as his deep thrust rock you.
• The sex is slow, hard and hot. Bodies sticking to his sheets where no cloth covers. He is so close still, and he hasn't made you cum yet. He's held you so close for so long.
• Rolling you into your stomach he mounts you and slowly slides his cock back into you. Hands on your hips as he fucks you with every bit of stamina his body has left, grinding your body roughly against his mattress. Your body shakes under him, cries muffled by the bed, your used little hole gripping him so tightly he can't help but cum inside of you.
• With the last bit of his energy, he rolls you on top of him, his cock still buried inside of you. "Sleep."
• Waking again, you're still there. His cock had slid out of you and his cum mixed with your body fluids has seeped out of you and down your thighs.
• He would need to remember to formally ask you out when you woke.
     💋Diavolo💋
• This Prince is in over his head. A small sheep who was supposed to be his human exchange student had him absolutely ruined.
• He fucking loved animals, the fact you were so cute...it wasn't fair! He knows you aren't truly a sheep...but you have the body of a miniature one and he can't help but think you adorable. The fact that you aren't after a title, and just want to be his friend is what started his crush. He knew it was odd...but it was what was inside of you that mattered to him. He had dated plenty of attractive people in his lifetime, but when they don't actually care as much as you do...it ends in misery.
• You weren't like that though. Not seeking to get ahead, but just to know how he was at random times of the day. Asking if he ate, got enough sleep...sweet things that someone who genuinely cared did.
• It sent this man over the moon and back. Before he knows it, he is texting you with his random time. Barbatos and Lucifer can't reprimand him for this, he is simply checking on his exchange student! Building relations, and overcoming thousands years of prejudice! See, Barb, he has to send this sticker this very moment. Lucifer just scowls, but let's him continue on.
• It's nice, having a friend that likes to text him back and just talk about things. Once people find out who he is, they treat him differently...but you don't. You see the man that he is, a demon with a goal and have embraced it. You text him random human world facts, and he does the same with the Devildom.
• You were coming over for dinner tonight. He could feel his heart beat in his chest. Wild with excitement about his adorable exchange student aka, his best friend who wasn't a demon, coming over.
• Dinner had gone great, as expected you had moved to the garden for dessert and to continue talking. Last time you had come over for dinner, you ended up staying the night because you two had talked almost all night.
• Midway through dessert, you suddenly stop mid sentence and let out a small whine. It's all that it takes for him to be up and by your side.
• A mere moment passes and instead of catching a small adorable sheep, his exchange student, a humanoid figure is in his arms.
• "Dia, I feel sick..." Your big beautiful eyes look up to him and he's pink. He can feel it. Your naked body in his arms. You pass out against his chest and for a moment he freezes. Stunned. Your absolutely beautiful.
• Getting you inside to a bed, (he chose his bed, where else would you be? He needs to keep and eye on you...) He covers you quickly, as to try and save your modesty, he even gets one of his shirts for you to wear when you wake.
• Staying by your side if you should need something, he sees your fluffy ears and he blushes. You hadn't completely attuned to his realm, but most of you had.
• Your ears were too cute. So when you roll over and the blanket moves to reveal part of your butt, he tries to look away...but he sees it! An adorable fluffy tail. You're just too damn cute. He is to be a demon king, to be brought so much emotion by such a simple thing...
• Emotion was not a strong enough word. You had his cock harder than a succubus could ever manage... and he had just seen a small part of your butt.
• When you wake, he is the perfect gentleman. Averting his eyes and holding out his shirt for you. Then you make a statemen that starts it all...
• "D-dia...I can't button the shirt...my fingers are really stiff." Your face is so flushed, he is sure you could cook an egg on it. He nods and tries to act as if he isn't screaming inside. But he is.
• The gentle touch of his warm fingers ghosting over your chest make you moan as you turn your head away.
• It's all downhill from there. His hands are on you, rough, needy for physical attention. Touch starved and erect he whispers how cute he finds your new form as he places kisses randomly all over your body. Thoughts if pulling your tail while he fucks you from behind fill his mind and he is lost.
• "Do you want this?" It's the only words he can growl out as he lifts his shirt up your thighs. Your answer sends him into almost a feral state. The shirt is gone in what seems like a second, shredded on the bed around you.
• The pure attraction between both of you being realized as each of you seem to become more needy until the prince roughly picks you up to sit on his lap, easing you down onto his erect cock. He loves the feel of your skin in his hands and he holds random parts of you as your own hands hold his shoulders for balance.
• Your bouncing so well darling, if you were to stop now he would surely meet insanity.
• You had cum, and he needed to. He could wait no longer. He picks you up again and throws you onto your stomach, large hands gripping your hips and pulling your ass up as he slides his cock back into. His thrust are wild and unhinged and he even pulls your tail.
• The fact you squeal in such delight from his rough touches pushes him over the edge.
• He fucks you until he is sure there is nothing left in his ballsack. Completely spent and filling you so deep...your soft skin against his as you snuggle against him makes his heart warm.
• Expect this man to go over the top to ask you out. He's smitten, and after feeling you so deep inside...he wants that forever.
     💫Barbatos💫
• This man has liked you for ages, but you'd never be able to know. His stoic face, much like Beels, never gives away anything. Unlike the Sixth born, Barbatos also has control over his eyes. You won't find emotion or his thoughts in them. It's practiced diplomacy, which is need when one holds such an important spot beside the next King.
• Barbatos often wonders what a timeline with you as a lover would be like. Tempted to look, but knows no good will come of it. So instead, he settles himself with small moments. Your smile as he escorts you around. Your gentle hellos and flushing features when he enters the room. He knows of your crush, even the hardest poker face is easy to read for him.
• He has seen your picture in the file Lucifer chose. You're very beautiful and your eyes hold a shine that almost seems blinding, even in a photograph. He bets they are even better up close and personal.
• For now though, your small sheep body gives him excuses for your presence. You're just big enough to fit where the staff can't reach, and you can set any rats you find ablaze in an instant.
• Once he watched you shimmy into a crevice behind a book shelf, you tossed out four burnt rat corpses and the look of pride on your small features as you told him they would never bother him again... well, you sealed your own fate as far as his black little heart was concerned.
• So when you come over for monthly rat extermination, he gives you a small gift. As to match the staff, and himself, the tiny uniform just serves to make you look cute. He even had to shoo away the young master you looked so adorable.
• When he hears your scream and the bookcase jolts violently while you are killing rats, he panics. You'll never see it on his face, but inside, he is nothing but a ball of worry.
• He sees a human arm slap the ground roughly from behind the bookcase and watches as a figure pulls itself free.
• He recognizes you right away, but his eyes are drawn to more...exposed parts of your body...mainly, how the apron/shirt that had been gifted to you covered almost nothing in this form. Atleast, not the parts that counted. The back of the apron is caught on what looks to be a tail. Your chest is exposed and your sex is so dangerously close to being exposed too.
• The dust and dirt, even spider webs that cling to your body can't make you look unappealing. Even struggling to use your limbs for the first time in years, akward and stiff, it holds an aire of grace.
• Barbatos is a gentlemen. He helps you up and ask if you are ok. Your stunned voice asking if this was real, actually happening, drawing a smile from him as he assures you that it is, indeed, real. He can hardly hide his chuckle as you throw yourself behind the bookcase once more to shield yourself.
• "My, my, Mc. Perhaps we clean you up. I am well skilled in getting grime off of priceless pieces of art." He can't see you, but he knows your freaking out behind the bookcase.
• "Well everyone will see me...not just you..." you peak from your hiding spot.
• "Not if they desire their eyes to remain in their heads." His tone is gentle, sweet, as he slowly grabs your hand to lead you out of hiding.
• His hands slowly trace down your body, removing cobwebs and bigger particles of dust and dirt. "Even covered in filth, you are still so radiant." A warm kiss is placed to your lips and it is almost an overload for your newly acquired form. Even before being transformed when entering the Devildom, you hadn't felt anything like this.
• You aren't sure how you got there, all you do know is that your in the bath with him, hands roaming over your body as he softly washes you while placing kisses all over your skin. "If you wish to go farther, I would request you become my partner." His lips trail up your neck as a moan escapes you.
• "F-forever?" You question as his hands continue to trial your sides, tail slowly stroking up and down your thighs.
• "Always."
• That's all you need to hear as you move to place a gentle kiss on his cheek rubbing yourself against him, needy for the attention.
• His tail moves up your thighs at a truly maddening pace, treating you delicately as he wraps it around your waist and snakes the ends of his tail to your sex. Your gasp and whimpers on spur him to move the appendage in a hypnotic rhythm you can't help but become a slave to. Begging for more contact as he takes his time with you.
• "I love you." Your words are airy, lost in bliss and he too cannot catch his breath as he answers. "I will love you until time stands still."
• You're so desperate and needy, denying you and himself would be a terrible tragedy, there will be time for soft and slow, but even he cannot resist any longer. Between his tail and his arms, he takes you to his bed. Your wet bodies now making such sinful noises as your flesh slams together. Strong rough thrust bringing your end about quickly. Your tightening core teasing his cock as your walls clench so harshly against him, it's only a matter of moments before he follows you and cums inside of you, only stopping once his cock has stopped spilling his seed deep inside of your core.
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stardustnpixels · 2 years
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I made this one for Diavolo’s birthday last year 🥺
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pigletxpoohbear · 11 months
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I need a big boy... or two (Lord Diavolo x MC x Beelzebub)
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Warning and background info: reader is AFAB, 18+, porn with some plot, cunilingus, nipple play, making out, teasing, insecurities, this is my FIRST smut fic
It’s been two years since you first came to Devildom. After your first semester and you spent spring break with Solomon in the Human World, everyone missed having you around even though you’d only been gone for a week convincing Lord Diavolo to ask if you wanted to stay in Devildom permanently instead of leaving back to the Human World in two months, which you said yes almost instantly. Everyone was happy to know that you were staying and they didn’t have to worry about you possibly not coming back. Especially two people in particular. 
You talked to Diavolo about school customs and how May, June, and July were usually months where you were let out of school to have fun, hang out with friends, and sometimes party, but there was also summer school for anyone that wasn’t meeting expectations and would need to catch up if needed or wanted. Diavolo thought it would be a good idea to at least try and see how the method worked and frankly it worked surprisingly well in the first year. Lucifer enrolled Mammon in summer school and he was able to make up two years of school work in two months and still have a month free, a ton of students were able to get more attentive one on one help from their teachers allowing them not only to catch up, but also help the teachers understand the best method of teaching, and because it was unknown how many students would join there was constantly an excessive amount of food leftover, which meant Beelzebub was able to go the school and eat all the leftovers and no one would be mad.
It was currently the middle of June and Devildom was going through a heatwave and you and the boys were scheduled to go to the beach with Lord Diavolo and Barbatos soon. The angels had gone back to the Celestial Realm to cool off and Solomon went to take care of some business in the Human Realm, which everyone was worried about because he said something about a new cake and or cookie recipe. Barbatos had shown up with an SUV and Mammon pulled his car out and you all made decisions about who was going in which car. You already made it known that you’d go in whichever car Beel was going to be in cause you had his snacks, which Dia chipped in and said you can sit between him and Beel in the third row of the SUV, which sounded fine since you were the smallest of everyone and they were the biggest. They both however had other plans in mind.
Dia had been the one to suggest the trip not because he thought it was a good way to cool off, but because you wore some very short shorts and a t-shirt and was hoping going to the beach would allow you to reveal a little more. Imagine how pleased he was to see your sundress so snug, but still flowy that it seemed to get "stuck" every here and there when walking to give everyone certain items they forgot.
Beel had used his sin to his advantage and asked if you could hold his snacks for him after he saw you using a compartment spell except you used it differently than most, where you pull things from your back pocket or bra out of thin air. He had asked if you could start holding onto some snacks for whenever you and him went places together and being the sweet little MC he loves of course you said yes. Today it seemed different because he could've sworn you pulled a snack out from your chest, but it didn't seem like you were wearing a bra the way your chest and dress had moved.
Lucifer, Mammon, and Asmo went in Mammon's car. Mammon telling Lucifer he can drive, but he's going with him and Asmo immediately asking to take the entire backseat, which was fine since the SUV had enough room for everyone else. Barbatos and Satan agreed to sit in the front, while Belphie and Levi sat in the middle row, and you, Dia, and Beel would sit in the back together. Dia had gotten in the back first where he got an "accidental" glance down your sundress revealing you hadn't been wearing a bra. Beel on the other hand was climbing in behind you, which is when he noticed you were either not wearing underwear or they were very minimal as if they might as well not be there. Levi immediately turned on a game with his headphones on and Belphie immediately went to sleep as soon as they got in the car. As you all left the House of Lamentation you didn't notice, but Dia and Beel had watched your chest bounce while driving down the brick road to get to the pavement. They had both glanced over to the other to see if the other had noticed and locked eyes with each other before looking out their windows.
It was going to be a while before they got to the beach and the three of you were making plans when Beel and Dia asked what your plan was. You said either sun bathe or hang out in the water and play games. Dia and Beel glanced at each other for a moment before Dia spoke. "MC do you have anything under that?" "Currently no. I was thinking about putting something on when we got to the beach, but it's too hot for that many clothes right now." After your answer they looked over you to each other again and back at you. "MC were you thinking about possibly not wearing a swimsuit at the beach," Beel asked. "Well yeah, but I wanted to see how the water felt first you know. Besides we'll be the only ones there so I'm not too worried about anyone finding me nude." "You wouldn't be worried about me or the brothers seeing you naked? Or would you be walking around in just swim bottoms?" Dia's question had both his and Beel's mind racing and struggling to calm down. "No, I wouldn't be worried about it," you lied, you were beyond nervous about it, but for some reason Beel and Dia seemed to have an interest. You tried to act natural, but the thought of Dia or Beel finding you naked had you hot and bothered and Beel could smell it. "Are you sure you're not worried about it," Beel asked while grabbing your thigh very gently and then rubbing his hands on them very slowly. Dia followed Beel's lead and pulled down one of your dress straps before pulling down the other bringing his lips close to your ear. "Beelzebub is right. You smell worried about it and it seems like your breast deceives you, MC." Your mind was racing and you didn't know what to say or how to respond physically to their advances. While you were raking your mind for an answer Beel asked another question. "If you think it's so hot. Me and Lord Diavolo wouldn't mind if you took off some clothes to feel more… comfortable, would you like to take the dress off so you can wind down better?" 
You didn't know how you got here after Beel's question. Your dress was discarded on the floor of the backseat. You had your back against Dia's chest as he played with your nipples and was kissing you to keep you quiet and Beel was between your legs fingering you while eating you out as if you were either his last meal or his favorite meal. You couldn't tell which because your mind had gotten so cloudy because of how many times he'd made you come with either just his mouth, just his fingers, or both at once. It felt unfair. Dia and Beel had all their clothes on, but you were completely exposed to them. You gently pushed Beel's head away and he immediately stopped what he was doing and tapped Dia and he stopped what he was doing too. "What's wrong," Beel asked in a hushed voice. As you tried to remember what you were going to ask they both began to worry you didn't want this. "I just wanted to know, what did you two want me to do for you?" They both chuckled at your question. "Oh darling MC. We don't want anything from you…"  "for now," Beel added. "All we want right now is to pleasure you,” Dia finished. “Me and Beelzebub will however be switching spots now because I’ve been interested in finding out how you taste for a while now.” After Dia finished his sentence he and Beel gently moved you to switch positions. “MC,” Levi said very suddenly, but not taking his eyes away from his game. “Y-yeah Levi. What’s up?” “Could you give me my snack?” “Sure,” you pointed to Beel and mouthed to reach in your dress and he pulled out two Comfort Candies. “Thank you,” Levi said putting his headphones back on and getting back into focus of his game. Once Dia and Beel were sure that his was focused on his game again they continued to move you to switch positions. Dia took position in between you legs and Beel immediately started kissing you before Dia got started. When he licked you he quickly started to eat you out with vigor and struggled to hold in a groan. Even though you had came so many times already you could already start to feel yourself come undone again. It felt as if Dia’s tongue was even longer and stronger than Beel’s. Beel pushed his tongue into your mouth and twisted your nipples causing you to squirt on Dia’s face. Dia took his beach towel and wiped his face, while Beel helped slide your dress back on. You were so tired that afterwards you fell asleep on Dia’s shoulder while holding both his and Beel’s hand. Beel pocketed your underwear to save for later. While you slept Beel and Dia came up with ideas for what the three of you could do together at the beach and back at the the Demon Lord’s Castle.
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MC paints them part 2- side characters
part 1- brothers
Diavolo
Honestly he loves jt
you could paint the worst thing in the world and he’d love it
hes honoured to be the subject you chose to paint
he will put it up, and boast on devilgram and in real life
hypes you up to nobles who wants portraits
will ask again in future
hell pay you Grimm if you want it or not
Barbatos
He won’t see it until he reaches your room your staying at to clean it, after all it needs to be good if you’re staying for the next week
the drying paint on the canvas catches his eye
woah that’s amazing
and it’s if him
he will blush and be shocked for a few seconds before composing himself again
He will compliment you on your skills next time he sees you
he shows more emotion than usual and wonders if he could have it
when you say yes he’s over the moon but doesn’t show it
he admires it often, now being sure you view him in such a stunning light
Simeon
You asked him to model to be honest
he was happy to help
when he saw the final result he was shocked but in a good way
you painted him so accurately, and so stunningly
he knew he was an Angel, and the way you painted him sure portrayed that
he notices the focus on his entire body, the careful lines of his collarbone
he is happy with the outcome, but even more by the grin on your face
Solomon
He is busy making a potion when you tapped his shoulder, him almost dropping the conical flask he held
he sees your face then the page of a pad in your book
and he’s lost for words at the intricate strokes so elegantly blended together and colours contrasting
his jaw drops
he stutters out praise to you but warns you against making him jump
Keeps it and looks at it often and traces his finger over your signature.
it’s framed on his bedside table
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chirp-a-chirp · 2 years
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Obey Me! Please Be Good
Barbatos: I’ll be gone only for a day. Please be good you two.
MC: We will!
Diavolo: We’ll be just like we are with Lucifer!
Barbatos: Please don’t do that.
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dustylava · 2 years
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Because of this Amazing Man, who is very seems to Diavolo, for me.
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ruionizuka · 2 years
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Nine Demons and A Baby(NDaAB) Masterlist pt. 1
Chapter 10
Chapter 9
Chapter 8
Chapter 7
Chapter 6
Chapter 5
Chapter 4
Chapter 3
Chapter 2
Chapter 1
Hope you enjoy!
@mimi-the-lucifer-stan
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sailorrose19 · 2 years
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Inktobet day 25 tempting
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They say never give into temptation and if love was a temptation then I already gave in and surrendered myself to it
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catmadeofsalad · 3 months
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Lord Diavolo: Ah! MC! I'm glad you could make it!
MC: Me too. What did you call me over for?
Lord Diavolo: I just want to know how your doing.
MC: On a scale of Lucifer after a couple bottles of Demonus to Beel after he hasn't eaten in a day?
MC: I'm about an Asmodeus after someone breaking his eye shadow pallet.
Lord Diavolo: Oh my.
Barbatos: I'll schedule a vacation.
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writing-by-mimi · 2 years
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Nine Demons and A Baby
     Fandom: Obey Me
     Pairing: Diavolo x F!MC
     Chapter: 1 Of ?
     Summary:  Demonus may just bring your dreams to life.
      Adult content. Read at your own risk. Not beta read.
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It wasn't supposed to happen, but Demonus wasn't known for helping make sound choices. It removed inhibitions, gave courage to the unsure, and confidence to the meek.
      It also let the Prince make a terrible error.
      One that if he had been of sober mind, wouldn't have happened. An enchantment he had weaved hundreds of times over his long life span, especially when sleeping with anything that could bare life.
     His eyes were transfixed.
      A fertility seal.
      He had been so lost in your body, thinking of only making you cum as he bounced your smaller body on his cock. Your cunt stretched around him as his hands lifted your hips and slammed you down, chasing his high as you shook through your orgasm. Pussy contracting to such an unbelievable tightness he had never felt before. Balls deep, releasing his seed in the most satisfying orgasm he had ever experienced. Your spasming pussy milking him absolutely dry.
      The sigil would last for two weeks. Magic pumping through you to desperately conceive...to bare offspring.
     One time could have been enough.
      The sigil was strong. The strongest he had ever cast of this type, as not wanting to completely fuck up the exchange program.
     He exhaled heavily. "Fucking Demonus."  Ripping his eyes away, he held his head in his hands, elbows resting on his knees.
     You could be pregnant. Carrying his child.
      He would be a father. His kingdom would have an heir.
     A child of three realms. Royalty. You were a descendant of an angel, human...and his demon seed. In one night he had unwittingly joined the realms in a way that could cause so many problems...and so much joy.
     The Celestial Realm would demand marriage. Only forty percent of R.A.D. students even approved of you... Some of his kingdom were sure to hate you. Would see you as a temptress. A witch who had casted spells in an effort to claim rights that they believed you had no right to claim. His suitors would be in a frenzy. Make attempts to be rid of you.
      He still wanted this. To be a father... maybe even a loving husband if he were so lucky.
      But how would you take the news?
      He had ensured you that pregnancy wouldn't occur. Would you think he did it on purpose? Would you be happy? Shocked?
     Would you even keep the baby?
      You had a fair amount of human world wine last night. Would you think he took advantage? Call it a scandal? ...Use it as a way for the program to be shut down...?
     Diavolo let out another deep sigh... once again, he had placed the weight of the worlds on your shoulders.
     Pushing aside some of your hair, he focused on your face. You would be the perfect mother. You already wrangled seven Avatars and faced countless challenges, you had overcome them all, one way or another.
     You would also make beautiful children. There was no way you wouldn't. He knew your soul, bright, like stars in the night sky, as you resided in his kingdom.
     As a wife... he mused, he would be very lucky. You seemed to genuinely care for him. Not set on achieving the title of Queen or Princess, or even his money... just interested in him, as he was.
     Would he be a terrible creature if he hoped that once was enough? That maybe...just maybe, he could have a fairytale life with you, even for a few years?
     His thoughts shifted to his mother... she had died during childbirth. A baby of three realms would surely be difficult. Taxing on your body... would you survive it? Or perish as his mother had? He had only ever seen her in paintings. It was something he hoped he wouldn't need to do... raise your child alone. It was no way for any child to grow up. His father had been distant... strict. He still didn't even know if it was because he was trying his best to mold him into a strong man, or resentment. Barbatos had been around him longer than his father... if anything he deserved the title more.
      Would he turn out like that? If you died giving birth to his child, would he never be able to show that child true fatherly love? Would he abandon it to rest?
     He didn't want to be like his father.
     He hadn't even noticed your eyes flutter open, your hand on his cheek stirring him from his thoughts. Concerned look on your face as you sat up, wiping his stray tear away.
      "I know I'm not as hot as that succubus you were dry humping in the club, but I don't think you need to cry. It's kinda rude, ya know." A small smile on your lips, as you bounced your small shoulder off of his arm. "Makes a girl wonder."
     Clearing his throat and regaining his composure he couldn't help but smile at you. "Wonder about what, my dearest?" His arm slipping around your waist to drag you into his lap.
     You could feel your face heat. "I... I know we were both drunk. So if you need an out... I understand."
     Even now, you were thinking about his reputation over your own feelings. Going as far to pretend it never happened if that was his wish. "Perhaps I should ask you that... especially after what I've done." He whispered, resting you aginst his chest, holding you tightly.
     You were confused. What had he done? "You know I consented, right?" You quickly looked up to him eyes full of worry. "So you didn't force me. Don't worry!" You assured.
     His eye were so sorrowful... "But I have forced you, in a way." His hands running up and down your arms. "I may have taken a very important choice and forced it upon you in my drunken state. Put you in a situation I told you I could avoid." He turned his gaze from you. "You may even hate me, Mc."
      "Diavolo..." Your voice held worry, "what's going on?" You moved yourself to face him, blanket still covering yourself.
     Using his index finger, he drug the fabric back revealing your naval. His warm finger tracing the sigil. "In my drunken state, I failed you. I was thinking about cumming inside of you. Being so far inside of you no other being would ever compare. This sigil," He tapped it twice with his finger, "I've most likely gotten you pregnant."  You didn't miss the smirk on his lips. "Being drunk and so far inside of you...feeling how absolutely divine you felt stretched around my cock, I didn't even think to look twice." His finger still tracing the sigil. "This is a fertility sigil. I used absolutely every ounce of magic I could muster... so it is quite strong."
     You looked absolutely precious to him. Eyes wide, cheeks flush, mouth trying to find words as your brow drew together.
    "Come again?" Your voice a few octaves higher than normal.
     "I would absolutely love too, but I don't think that would help the situation any." Boyish grin on his lips. "Once may have been enough."
    "Pregnant? Like I'm going to be having a baby pregnant?" You asked to clarify. It was stupid...but weirder things had happened in the Devildom...
    "Yes. You very well may be. As I said, the sigil is strong. The amount of cum I pumped into you last night was quite a bit. I don't think your pussy spilled a drop." his fingers directing your face to his as a hard, deep flush took over your face. "I am tested every year in a physical exam, as prince and one day king, an heir is expected of me. My sperm are quite strong and plentiful." He couldn't help how proud he felt. Knowing he unconsciously bred you stirred something deep within him. "Even if your uterus has problems, the sigil corrects those problems permanently, so it may conceive. With the strength of my casting, I would bet you even began to ovulate while I bred you."
      Your mind was having a hard time. Racing so fast from one thought to the next. Pulling away from Diavolo, you stood up quickly and began searching for your clothes. "I have to find a job." You bent down and retrieved a high heel. "I need to get insurance. I'm a single mom... their gonna charge me out the ass with fees, but I can't pay hospital bills for a baby. That's thousands of dollars." You voice rising in sound and octave. Turning to face Diavolo as you found your dress on his head board behind him, you reached past him and put it on. "Whose gonna higher a pregnant woman? No one! They don't want to have to pay maternity leave for someone they haven't gotten their use out of. I don't even have a house! I'm technically homeless." You laughed. "Oh fuck!" You began to break down in tears. "I don't even have a place for my baby to live!" You found your other heel. "I'm the worst mom ever. I've already failed it. I can't do this." You paced quickly.
      All Diavolo could do was nod along. He felt like you needed this, to air your grievances, get the inital freak out over. He wasn't worried. Everything you had mentioned so far, he could provide. He was the father after all. It would be his job as a man and the father of the baby. A responsibility he had already accepted in his mind.
     "What if I mess the kid up?" You looked the prince in the eyes. "I'm not super smart,  not half as pretty as the succubus you were dry fucking less than eight hours ago." You threw your hands up. "I am already dooming this child for failure, and college. What if it wants to go to college. With how the prices have risen, I would have had to started saving last year to be able to get them into a good one. What if my baby hates me and hates college?" Crouching down to hold your arms around your knees. "I don't have any family to baby sit, well," You corrected, "human family. Besides, the brothers are way to busy to babysit while I try to find somewhere to work." Your mouth moving a million miles a minute before you stood and began to pace, only to stop dead in your tracks. "Lucifer is gonna kill me. I'm panicing for no reason. I can't have the baby if I'm dead. Considering I fucked up the program, I don't blame him. Oh fuck." You crouched again.
     "I doubt Lucifer would kill you, he chose to make a pact with you. Besides, I wouldn't let him harm the mother of my child." Fuck, saying that sentence stroked his pride.
     "Oh my God..." You whispered. "I might be carrying a little royal..." that fact seemed to slap you in the face. "Your father, THE DEMON KING, will kill me before Lucifer can. I fucked up his blood line because I'm human. We aren't wed, so it's a bastard child. Does the Devildom mock kids out of wedlock?"
     "No. As long as I can prove without a shadow of a doubt the child is mine, it matters not if we wed. They would still ascend the throne when the time comes."
     You let a out a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Oh, thank fuck." Your voice nervous.
     "Although I do not see the Celestial realm allowing us not to marry." He added.
     "That's it!" You stood and faced him, dress still unzipped in the back. "I've doomed you to a loveless marriage. You'll be at the The Fall humping succubus while I cry at home because the man I married doesn't love me." You threw your hands up again. "My child is gonna see a loveless relationship and it's gonna mess 'em up." You turned from Diavolo, pacing again. "You'll take a mistress, my child will call another woman Mommy and I'm probably gonna drink myself to death." You broke down again.
      "You think our marriage would be loveless? On what grounds?"
     "The fact that I've been pining for you for over a year and we only fell into bed together by chance. I still don't know how it was me in your bed, and not that stupid bimbo you were basically one step away from publicly fucking while my heart broke into a hundred pieces." You confessed unwittingly. "I don't remember anything past leaving The Fall in tears while I watched the demon I love dry fuck someone else." Crouching down again, you wiped your tears away. "I can't even tell my baby it was made from love."
      "I think that you maybe over thinking. Complicating things that haven't even happened yet. Do all human women act this way?" He asked curiously.
      You scoffed. "I'm having a baby. I deserve to be able to freak out!" You yelled.
      "I am aware. I fucked you until you were a babbling mess on my cock, and even after. It's how we became in this predicament." He couldn't help his smirk. The look of realization on your face as you blushed harder than he had ever seen before. "I only ask, because most of what you have mentioned, I can take care of. You will have the best doctors the three realms can provide. You are not homeless. You will stay with me... I am curious...excited that you are possibly pregnant with my child. I wish to experience every moment of it with you."
      You couldn't help the tears rolling down your cheeks. It was utterly sweet of him. Taking responsibility and offering you so much. "I can't afford that. I don't even have a job."
     Diavolo sighed, smile on his face as he held the blanket around himself and embraced ypu in a one armed hug against his chest. "You are carrying my child. It's a gift no other could ever give me, that I would ever want anyone else to give. Even after the baby is born, you will be the mother of my child. It is my duty...my pleasure to make sure you and my child will never want for anything." Placing a kiss to the top of your head he chuckled. "Besides, even if our child doesn't want to go to a college, I believe they have an uncle or two that would love to teach them many things. So all I ask is that you don't worry about such things now. We have a lifetime to figure it out."
     "I don't." You whispered. "I'm human. I'll... I'll be a blink of an eye to it. Just as I am to all of you now." Your arms returning the hug. "What if I never see them grow up?"
     "It can be dealt with, there are many ways to extend one's life. You needn't worry about that either, my love."
     "Are you sure?"
     "Yes. After you have the baby, we can do it whichever way you would like." He continued to hold you, debating if he should bring up the loveless marriage aspect and set you straight. Although he doubted you even ment to confess. Perhaps approaching it later would be better.
     "It still puts you out of the game to marry someone you love...which means the man I marry will have a mistress... I..." You trailed off.
       Or...he would approach it now...  "I do not plan to take any other lovers."
      "Dia, you deserve to be happy. Be in love. You made a drunken mistake, you shouldn't have to pay for it like that."
       "Who said I would be in a loveless marriage? I do believe that was you, my dear."
       "An arranged marriage to the human girl so the Celestial realm doesn't freak out doesn't sound romantic. It sounds like they are forcing your hand." You dropped your arms from around him.
     "It's a shame." The princes words pierced your heart, but atleast he was finally admitting it. You were slowly lead to the side of his bed. "Maybe I should remind you what happened last night." Turning your body a bit to the left, he moved closer to you, pressing his pelvis against you. His finger trailing down your spine. "I unzipped your dress," slow warm kisses pressed to your neck. "You were giggling at my cransanisty themed alarm clock I received from Leviathan." He whispered into your ear.
     Your heart was pounding as you looked just past his arm and spotted said clock. Holy shit was it goofy. You couldn't contain your laughter.
     "I love that clock. I will use it, even when I become king. I may even pass it down to our child." He teased.
     "It'll be great birth control, they'll never get laid." You teased back.
     "You didn't care about my clock while you held on to my horns." Shifting forms effortlessly, he picked ypu up and once your legs were wrapped around him, he guided your hands to his horns. "You kept rubbing the base of them, that was your mistake last night. Call it a weak spot if you will, but your hands stroking them sends me into a frenzy." He admitted.
     In your current position, you were eye level with the prince. Slowly sliding your hands down his horns, he let out a small growl. "Do you wish to see what happened next? If not, you should go no further." Before you could change your mind, your brought your hand down the remaining length and squeezed firmly at the tender flesh that merged his skull to his horns.
      The growl he released was truly demonic, it caught you so off gaird you hadn't even realized he had you on your back. His lips hot and passionate as he quickly moved from your lips to your neck. Releasing his horns to let him move more freely  Fuck, he felt so nice.
      Clawed hands reached up and pushed your dress up your thighs. "You won't find your panties. I destroyed them when I took them off of you before. You seemed to love it."  With a quick smirk, he was between your folds. Fangs grazing your lips as his tounge rubbed against your clit.
      Arching off the bed, you let out a whine, you were already so close. It was pathetic. A finger slipping into your pussy was enough for you to orgasm, hands flying to Diavolos horns and embedding you nails into the flesh at the base of his horns. The growl he let loose while he had your clit in his mouth over stimulating you to the point of your thighs shaking in his claws.
    Hands traveling down your legs, he held your ankles and lead them up to his chest, one arm around your legs, pinning them to him, your ass flush against his erection. His free hand adjusting his cock at you entrance before gripping your hip tightly and slowly sinking his cock into you. A few slow, soft thrust, you found your legs being pushed back as he moved closer, hands slipping down to behind your knees. His weight pushing them into you.
     "Perhaps I should truly breed you." He voice was deep, golden eyes almost black from how wide his pupils were. "Your most likely already with child. I could make sure." His thrust slow and hard.
     You were afraid to say no. That you might never feel this good again in your life. The thought of him wildly fucking you until he came inside of you, desperately trying to get you pregnant made you shiver. "Fuck me. Breed me like only you can."
      "I'll fill your tight little hole. Your body will have no choice but to accept my seed." His thrust increasing in speed as he reached a hand out and pulled down the top of your dress. Watching your tits bounce as he continued to fuck you. "I'll cum so deep inside you, no one will ever compare." His thrust were fast and rough, your sensitive pussy so wet you could hear how his cock slid in and out of you.
     Calling out his name, you started to beg, so close to another orgasm, but it seemed so far out of reach. "Please, please, please!" Tears fell from your eyes as your body rode the edge. You had never been so desperate to cum in your life. This man had drawn you to needy tears.
      The removal of Diavolo's cock caused more tears. "No! Please Dia, please!" His hands grasping ypur hips as he turned ypu o to your stomach, pulling your hips back to him, cock sliding so easily into your used hole. His whole form seemed to be laid on you, one hand snaking around you rub your clit as he continued the pace he had left off on. His other hand held your shoulder down and to him.
      He had you pinned, ass up, head down. Face and tits being fucked into the bed below you drove you wild, finally tipping you over the edge. His words now completely lost on you, you couldn't think. All you could do was ride your bliss, as soon as it would start to fade, another one would replace it.
      A warn sensation deep inside of you caused you to cry out in unintelligible words. Your face wet from tears, and even your own drool as you suddenly felt so empty. A whine leaving your lips as he rolled you over onto your back again.
      Inserting his cock again, he continued. He was still so hard, even after filling you to the brim with all of his seed. "If I keep fucking you, I'll push more cum further into your pussy." He growled.
      It made you shiver, Diavolo had a breeding kink, and apparently so did you...
      If you weren't already pregnant...you sure as hell would be soon...
     "I told you that I loved you, before I came last time." He continued to thrust his cock in and out of you. "Even having already cum, I still love you. I loved you while you were crying outside when I left with her. I loved you when you arrived back in my kingdom. The second time." His thrust in sync with everytime he said that he loved you. "I'm still in love with you." He thrust wildly until he could no longer, cock finally beginning to soften. "I love you right now." He slid his cock from you. "An I do not see that changing. Especially while you carry and raise our child for eternity."
     You weren't sure if it was the over stimulation, or his words, but you were in tears. His thumb wiping them away, "You say this child wasn't made with love," He placed a soft kiss on your lips. "I say you're wrong. The Celestial Realm cannot force my hand if you would say yes. I'll marry you today if you let me."
     "Dia..."
      "You would make me the luckiest demon in all of the Devildom if you accepted. We could have the wedding tonight." He wiped more of your tears away. "Mc, the mother of my child, would you give me the gift of your heart for all eternity and wed me?"
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angelsdemonsandhumans · 11 months
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Mc: Okay, whoever sits in this chair is gonna marry me!
All the brothers; ... *start fighting*
Mammon: THAT CHAIR IS MINE!!
Leviathan: NO WAY I'M GONNA LET YOU TOUCH IT!!
Asmodeus: *making his way to sit*
Lucifer: *grab the chair and makes him fall on the ground*
Mc: ...
Luke: haha look how hard are they fighting!
Mc: yeah- *the chair fall right back in front of them* ...oh-
The brothers doesn't get aware and keep fighting over the nothing:
Mc: ...
Diavolo: ..welp *jumps sit on the- fall down on the ground*
Barbatos: *silent gasp*
Simeon: *sit and cross his legs, with a tender smile* I apologize
Diavolo: ...
Barbatos: ...
The brothers: ...
Luke: ...
Mc: ...well I am not sad of the outcome!
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angrykittenvoid · 11 months
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You owe me
Warnings: Lucifer being a perv, swearing, dirty talk, lots of sex
Summary: You want to make a pact with Lucifer but he wants something in return: your body.
He thinks you haven’t noticed his strange behaviours towards you, but you have. Staring at you when he thinks you’re not looking. His protective glare over you whenever you talk to one of his brothers. Or even when he’d put his hands on your waist to pass by you and his touch would linger a bit too long. Eventually he started holding your waist every time he’d pass by you even when it wasn’t necessary, and you swear you feel his cock rub against your ass every time.
He’s been wanting to feel you up for the longest time. Spending so many nights with his cock in his fist, moaning your name in ecstasy. Though imagining you under him screaming his name satisfied him enough to reach his climax, it just wasn’t enough. He needed you. The real you. And he wanted to make his fantasies of you a reality.
Lucifer was the last demon brother you needed to make a pact with but he’s been so hard to convince. One day you decide you’re done waiting for the right moment. You barge into his room to just come out and say it. “I want you to make a pact with me”, you say determinedly. Lucifer gets up from his chair and struts towards you with curiosity. “Why are you so adamant on making pacts with my brothers and I?” Of course you can’t tell him the real reason you want to make the pact, he’d be livid if he found out you’re trying to help Belphie escape the attic. “I’m in an entirely new world, I want to be as strong as possible.” You aren’t entirely lying, but you’re not telling the full truth either. Lucifer eyes you suspiciously as he walks closer.
“What’s in it for me?” The smirk on his face grows as a devious plan develops in his head. “What do you mean?” “Well if I’m gonna give you something without knowing your full intentions I might as well get something out of it.” He takes another step closer, making the small gap between you two even smaller.
“Fine, what do you want?” you say anxiously. “…I want to taste you”, he said with nothing but lust in his voice as he pinned you against the wall behind you. You’re now stuck between the wall and a very horny Lucifer towering over you. “I’ll make a pact with you if… I get to fuck you whenever I want for a month.” Your eyes widen in shock. Being a sex slave to a demon for a month?! You’re not sure you could even handle whatever sadistic, sexual tasks Lucifer had in store for you. As you eye him up you look a bit further down his body, noticing his already hard cock making a tent in his pants. Lucifer notices your staring and decides to rub his cock against your pussy. You let out a loud whine. “So what do you say? Wanna be my little play thing for a month?” What other choice do you have? You need to make this pact otherwise the work you put into making the other pacts would’ve all been for nothing. If this is the only way he’ll agree to a pact then so be it. You look up at him nervously and say “deal.” Lucifer has the most devilish grin on his face as he looks at his watch. “Well would you look at that. It’s midnight”, he says closing the gap between you two by kissing you roughly. He shoves his tongue passed your lips, dominating your mouth as he gropes your breast with one hand and your ass with the other.
“Our one month starts now.”
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Lucifer takes full advantage of this opportunity by bending you over every chance he gets. You just woke up? Early morning, sloppy sex. You’re at school? He’s pulling you into the nearest storage closet. You’re chilling in your room? He’s pulling you into his room where you spend the night being his personal cum dump.
He puts you in every position he can think of. Missionary, downward dog, in front of a mirror, against the wall, and even in his office a couple times. In his right mind he’d be terrified if someone, especially Diavolo, walked in on you two in such an inappropriate position in his office, but he’s so pussy drunk he can’t think straight. All he wants is to feel you around his cock.
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“L-Lucifer.” That’s the only coherent word you’re able to utter as Lucifer bullies your sensitive cunt. Besides your tired moans, the lewd sound of flesh smacking against flesh is all that can be heard within Lucifer’s bedroom. Earlier, he called your phone, all he said was “My room. Now” and hung up. And because of the deal you made, you couldn’t say no. Not like you’d want to anyway. You love the feeling of the hunky demon assorting his dominance over you and fucking your brains out every night. And now here you are, Lucifer slamming his hips into yours like his life depends on it. Hitting your sweet spot with every thrust as your eyes roll back in pleasure.
If only you could focus your eyes enough to see Lucifer right now, he’s a mess. Face sweaty, hair disheveled, and a string of drool rolling down his chin. “Fuck. You feel so damn good.” He grunts, leaning down to lay a rough kiss on your lips. His thrusts become sloppier as he gets closer to his climax. “Oh Lucifer- p-please make me cum.” Your desperate cries was all it took to push him off the edge, shooting hot streaks of cum straight into your womb. You follow suit as you come around his still hardened cock for what you think is the fifth time tonight.
“Oh baby, we’re only halfway done, remember? You’re still mine for the next 2 weeks. Actually I’m not sure I’ll be willing to let go by then. How about another few weeks? ’Nother few months? I just need to feel your sweet pussy for a bit longer. Damn, your fucked out face is getting me riled up again. You’re tired? Nah, you can handle one more round. Remember, you owe me”, he affirms as his thrusts start to speed up again.
This is gonna be a long night.
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MC telling them they’re pregnant
AFAB! Reader, fluff, tiny bit of angst in bonus Barbs headcanon (kind of)
I have no clue what’s going on with the formatting here I’m so sorry
barbatos ,Diavolo ,Lucifer (my favouritism for barbs and dia coming out again)
MC tells them that they’re pregnant 
Diavolo
Dias over the moon
Literally picks you up and spins you around 💀
He’s a cringy mf but we love him all the same
Definitely throws a big ass party, how could he not?
He spends even more time away from his work to see you, but Barbatos is a bit more lenient
He splurges on lots of things, baby clothes, a nursery, unnecessary things you haven’t even heard of
He will talk to your stomach, running huge hands over the bump, which never ceases to calm the energetic baby
Literally will affirm your beauty constantly. So excited, won’t shut up about it
As a dad: he would be FAR too lenient with punishing his kids, doesn’t help that he’s practically a golden retriever either. They all love each other unconditionally, and you’re super happy with your family. Also dia shields from the work of royalty for as long as he can. 
Barbatos
Barbs doesn’t look exactly daunted, but you can tell he’s surprised from the slight widening of his beautiful eyes. 
Then the soft smile he usually holds extends into a wide beam. He kisses you hard where you tell him and wraps a hand around your waist and pulls you into him
He tells you he loves you everyday, minuterà your lifestyle for you and the baby
Dia puts him on paid leave under the condition he can see you both often and the baby when they are born, you of course say yes, his excitement is adorable
Waking up to his  hand caressing your lower back, or slowly growing bump is a welcome surprise. 
He has to resist looking to the future to see what the baby looks like, if it goes well. He probably would have already if you hadn’t said you wanted not to know
He was anxious but excited
You’d never seen him so actively happy and energetic
The baby is more active at his voice 
As a dad: Barbatos is a Calm but firm figure. A whole new affectionate side nobody but you had seen suddenly became open when he saw his child. The way his face visibly lit up when he saw them was a sight, you loved your little family 
BONUS HEADCANON: he’s very concerned when you see the future and his past, the baby clearly has his abilities. Then his calm collected facade slips, he panics. Then and there. He wasn’t born, he was created. What will happen to you? What if you… 
What pulls him out of this and he realises he’s crying when you run your hands through his hair, soothing him. He won’t leave you after these, until you’ve given birth. It’s a relief when you and the baby are safe. 
Lucifer
He just stands there for a few moments, you’d been trying for a few months and he was honestly starting to lose hope
Then when you shove a test with two red lines into his hands he doesn’t know what to say
But his expression says it all, a soft smile on his face and teary eyes
After a few seconds of silence, he pulls you into his arms and curls them tightly around your figure
The trembling touch against your stomach Is soft and his warm breath against your neck is comforting
Will read to your stomach, when the baby is restless
As a Dad: He’ll be a great dad, although a little too strict. Luckily he’s had an experience with Satan. His brothers would be awesome uncles and your child would be adored by the two of you
so I apologise for the weak return, it’s not very good but it’s something. My writers block is bad rn
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chirp-a-chirp · 2 years
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Obey Me! To-Do List
Barbatos: What is in your hand MC?
MC: A to-do list for today.
Barbatos: How diligent of you. *Peers at list* What does “Annoy Lucifer” entail?
Lucifer: *Glares at MC*
MC: *Smiles and places checkmark next to “Annoy Lucifer”*
Barbatos: Ah, of course. What about this last item—“Diavolo”?
Diavolo: Allow me. *Takes list from MC and emphatically puts multiple checkmarks next to his name*
Diavolo: *Whispers to MC* Prepare yourself for our date tonight, my dear.
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demonvibez · 5 months
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mature (mdni) · tags: suggestive, alcohol, possessive/yandere dia
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Diavolo sits across from Lucifer, the Demonus at hand painting both of their cheeks with a certain rosiness, the fireplace crackling away at their side. The Young Prince invited the Avatar of Pride over for a few drinks, knowing they both needed to kick back and let off some steam. Diavolo thought the two would just get lightly buzzed and exchange stories of their favorite memories, as they usually did. However, he couldn't have predicted his mood taking such a dark shift...
He can't even remember how exactly they got onto the subject of you - but neither can deny how much they miss you. They exchange stories of their favorite memories during your time here - but once they reach the bottom of the bottle, Lucifer can feel his inhibitions disappearing, and he's overcome with the urge to tell the Prince his favorite memory of you so far;
The night of your pact...and the intimate activities that followed...
As the Fallen Angel continues to happily go into detail about that night with you, the Demonic Prince can feel jealousy tightening its icy grip on his heart. Descriptions of your bare form have Diavolo's mind racing with a plethora of emotions - envy, greed and wrath all fighting to overpower each other as lust lurks in the shadows. Diavolo does his best not to let his cheerful façade crack, pressing the hell-crystal goblet to his lips as he begins to tune out Lucifer's drunken rambling. He had never seen Lucifer as his adversary before. He always regarded the demon as his best friend - now he is suddenly sizing him up, comparing himself to the Avatar and looking for flaws in his armor. What can he do to show you that he can give you everything you want and more? That he can be everything you need and more? 
The Prince needs a plan.
Though you may be currently in the Human Realm, Diavolo sees that as a non-issue - he can have you in the confines of the Demon Lord's Castle with the slightest of effort. His power, ineffable. His resources, endless. No, the issue stems from your ties to this realm - to the demons whose pacts you've bound. He'll have to be careful when pulling the strings of this very delicate dance - keeping the brothers just far away enough from you to keep you close to him. And if he must remind Lucifer of his place in his Kingdom, of who exactly he and his brothers owe their lives to, he will. All so he can give you the life you deserve - the royalty you deserve. After all, he took Barbatos for himself, so he can just as easily take you too.
Lord Diavolo always gets what he wants - and you will be no different.
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