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thedevilspearl · 1 year

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do you think mammon seeks out his human if he’s feeling particularly down? maybe a comment really rubbed him wrong and then boom, you’re stuck in bed with him clung to you, head on your tummy while he talks about it? maybe lightly scratching his head to comfort him? i think about it often, too often.

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➛ put your head on my shoulder

a/n: moon nonnie i’m convinced you can read my mind because i think about comfort with mammon all the time and this in particular is just >>>

tags: 0.5k words, mammon x reader, comfort and fluff

on days like this, mammon tends to find his way to the one place he can feel comforted.

and it’s not the fall, where he can temporarily drown his insecurities in demonus and loud music, nor the casino where he ignores his anxiety with a game of poker.

no, he needs a long–lasting remedy which can easily enter his bloodstream and heal all of the bad things inside of him.

and the only place he can find such a thing is wherever you are.

he trudges through your doorway, closing it quietly behind him; knocking isn’t a norm, the great mammon enters as he pleases. but you notice something which isn’t the norm, and that’s mammon entering quietly instead of barging in with a “hey, where’s my human at?!”

“mammon,” you shove your textbooks to the side, making room for him on your mattress. “i haven’t seen you all day, where have you been?”

his head hangs low, and his shoulders droop in the same direction. concern covers your face and you pull him closer to you.

slumping against your body, he rests his forehead on your shoulder. the weight of his body pressing against you feels heavier today; he’s had a difficult day.

“come on,” you shuffle backwards, giving extra care to not losing contact with him or else he might break from the loss of your touch. moving towards the pillows, you lay flight while mammon collapses against your torso. his head buries itself deep into your tummy and his arms hug your hips like they’re the only solace he finds in this world. “is that better?”

nodding slightly, he snuggles further into your body and you lower your hand to him. his face is hidden even when you brush his messy bangs away from his face, and a long sigh escapes him — a whisper of how profoundly bad his day was.

“wanna talk about it?”

mammon remains still and silent for a few moments. the only sound filling the room are the gentle scratches of your nails running across his scalp and your synced breathing.

before long, he exhales into the quiet.

“no…not yet.”

your heart swells for him; very rarely do you see him like this and it makes you swear to destroy whatever it was that caused him to feel so disdained.

alas, you stay in place because the only thing you can do right now is comfort him.

“that’s okay,” you whisper. “we can stay like this for as long as you need.”

the discreet flex of his arms around you almost goes unnoticed, but you know it’s his acknowledgement — or thanks — for consoling him until his demons go away. you return his tightened hold with one of your own, imprisoning him in your protection, both physical and emotional.

and mammon feels it — your power seeping through his skin and finding home in every one of his cells. he feels your magic work like the sole spell for any and all of his ailments.

you never fail to make him feel better, be it on a good day or bad.

you’re his cure.

#♡ pearl’s writing #obey me #obey me x reader #mammon x reader #obey me mammon #mammon fluff #mammon comfort #obey me fluff #obey me drabble #mammon drabble

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shxtodxroki · 21 days

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𝙾𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢

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Your knocks are quiet, soft with the effort of not waking the others in the house as a sappy grin plays on your lips. The hallways are almost eerily silent at this time of night, and the only sound that rings through the air at this time is the soft grumbling coming from Lucifer’s office down the hall. Though your knocks breathe a sudden spark of energy into the room in front of you now as well, as rustling sounds grow louder and you’re able to briefly catch the sound of something (or someone) tumbling to the floor in the occupant’s haste to open the door. Even without being able to see the commotion you let out a small giggle at the thought, knowing the man in question must know it’s you who’s come to see him this late at night after the way he left off your conversation over text only moments ago.

“Hmph. Thought I told ya I was going to bed.” Mammon grumbles as the door clicks open and reveals his disheveled form behind it, clearly flustered as he stands in his room, clad in only his loose-fitting pajama pants. Despite his standoffish ruse and his flustered expression, though, he leaves the door open for you to join him in his room as you make your way over to him with a knowing grin.

“Well, you ran away before I could respond to what you said.” You retort as you close the door behind you, wrapping your arms around his neck and leaning into him as you embrace the musky scent of his cologne. Your eyes easily flutter closed as you press your head against his skin and feel his arms wrap around you on instinct. “I had something I wanted to say to you too, you know.”

The easily flustered demon quickly begins to sputter in response to your words, floundering for a moment before settling as his arms rest around your waist with a comforting warmth.

“I love you too, Mammon.” You lean in further to whisper in his ear in response to his earlier message, a smirk unfurling across your face as you can feel the heat emanating from his cheeks in response to your flirtations.

“Uh yeah, obviously. Ya didn’t need to come all the way here to tell me that.” He grumbles out in response, though he’s unable to hide how flustered and giddy he feels at your words despite what he says. You can feel how quickly his heart beats beneath his skin as your head leans against his bare chest, and when you tilt your head towards his and cup his cheek in your hand, you can feel the way his skin burns with a passionate fire as he stares back at you in eager anticipation of what he knows you’re about to do.

And despite his nonchalant act, the second your lips begin moving towards his he’s quick to meet you halfway, cradling the back of your head in his large hand as his lips tangle gently with yours. The kiss is short and sweet, little more than a peck, but you both pull away with obvious lovestruck grins across your faces, despite Mammon’s brief attempt to appear unaffected by the affection.

"…..Alright, alright. If you’re gonna come all the way here, ya may as well spend the night. Come on, let’s get to bed.” He mutters after standing awestruck for a moment following the kiss, and you’re quick to reach down and lace your fingers with his as you allow your stubborn boyfriend to drag you to bed. His attitude and his words do little to mask his affectionate nature as he clings to you all night long, but you can’t bring yourself to tease him for it, not when you’d rather focus on simply enjoying the small, adorable moments like this you get to share with your childish lover. These are the moments you wouldn’t trade for the world, and as his strong arms encase you in their hold from behind and his soft snoring echoes in your ear, all you can do is smile as you allow his love to engulf you.

A/N: Hey guys, it’s been a while since I’ve gotten any writing out but I’ve had this one sitting in my drafts for a while so I finally decided to edit and post it :) I just got this idea a while ago while reading the text above in the game, but I’m also doing a bit of a drabble game for all the fandoms I write for rn which I’ve linked above, so please feel free to check that out! I’m having a pretty rough week right now, so I may write slower than usual, but still feel free to send in any requests you have and I’ll do my best to get to them as soon as I can :)

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saeyoungchoismaid · 4 months

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{2:54 pm}

You take a sip of your hot drink as you wander the halls. Despite being here for so long, there’s still many things you don’t know about the Devildom or even the House of Lamentation.

One part that you practically know by heart though is the paintings that line all the walls. Before you got close to the brothers, and everyone else for that matter, you used to wander the halls and admire the paintings pretty regularly.

Since getting comfortable here, you don’t do it as often, but you still find yourself doing it at times.

Like now, for instance. It’s the holiday season and you’re feeling a little down. You’re away from home and the brothers have tried to be more than accommodating to your religious beliefs and holiday traditions, but you still feel a little hollow inside. Maybe you just miss the mortal realm?

As you’re pondering it, you pass by a window and pause. Your eyes grow wide as you see it’s snowing outside. Snow? In the Devildom? You didn’t even know that was possible! A smile starts to stretch across your face as you move closer to the glass.

Once you’re closer, you spot a figure outside in the snow. A surprised laugh escapes you as you watch Mammon run around in the snow like a child. Your chest warms at the sight of him having so much fun, the hot drink in your hand unable to hold a candle to the warmth blossoming inside of you.

Your eyes go wide again though when he suddenly turns to you and shines the brightest smile you’ve ever seen from him. His lips start moving as he waves, clearly trying to talk to you.

Laughter bubbles out of you as you shake your head, pointing a hand at your ear to try and show you can’t hear him. His brows furrow at your gesture before realization comes over him. He quickly runs towards the house and comes up to the window you’re standing at.

He has a big, fluffy, gold scarf wrapped around his neck. It doesn’t seem to be doing the trick though from the way he’s shivering. He clearly doesn’t mind though if the way he’s beaming up at you has any say in the matter.

He presses his hand to the glass and you can faintly hear him shout your name. You giggle fondly as you let go of your mug with one hand to reach out, pressing your hand against the glass where his rests.

You two stand there for who knows how long just dumbly smiling at each other. What can you say? The way he looks in the snow…it takes your breath away.

Your eyes shift down when his finger starts to write something in the condensation on the window. Your heart skips a beat when you realize what it says. ‘Love ya!’ it reads. Your cheeks grow hot as you giggle like a schoolgirl. You playfully wink at him and blow him a kiss to return his affections.

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https-mammons-lovebug · 2 years

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his hands trail up and down your calf mindlessly as a random movie plays in the background. he can tell you're actually paying attention to the screen, unlike him. he notices when your eyes droop, and you have to shift a little stay fully awake. he notices how you began to breathe deeper and how you snuggle just a little bit closer to him.

mammon's face flushes and he gulps. he can't ruin this, not when you look so cute curled up next to him, about to fall asleep on his shoulder. not any of his brothers, him. a wave of protectiveness washes over him as you doze off and he can't help but wrap his arms around you and hold you just a little tighter. he wants to preserve this moment as long as he possibly can. just the two of you.

this work belongs to @/https-mammons-lovebug. do not copy, translate, or repost.

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devildomditzy · 1 year

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You sit up straighter in your bed at the sound of grumbling outside your door. It’s faint- so faint you’d barely hear it if you didn’t already know what to listen for; But of course, this has happened before, many times before, so you do.

You rise carefully from the mattress, slow enough to ensure it doesn’t squeak as you do, as to not alert the demon on the other side of the door that you already know of his presence.

You ever so gracefully step across the floor, ghosting your way to the oak wood that separates you from him - and you wait for it.

You hear him mumbling to himself, not loud enough for you to hear, but you do catch a faint slurring of “cmon” and “it’s just the human” and “you’ve got this”.

Then you hear it - the first tiny knock of a shaky fist hitting the wood. An uncertain movement, followed after a pause by more confident ones. You smile to yourself.

You allow a moment or two to pass, as to not seem like you’ve been waiting for the inevitable. You twist the brass handle and pull back, smiling as the nervous face of the second born stares back at you from the hallway.

“Hi Mammon. To what do I owe the honor, your greatness?”

You decide to tease him, of course you do! How could you pass up the chance to see his beautiful face flush bright red. His form shutters back at your words, so quick is you’d barely see it if you didn’t know what to look for; But of course, this has happened before, many times before, so you do.

His composure returns to him quickly as he turns on the charm. “Damn straight it’s an honor! Yer one lucky human, cause guess who I’ve decided is gonna accompany me to The Fall tonight?”

You put your pointer finger to your bottom lip, pretending to think hard. “Hmm…Let me guess. Is it Solomon?”

The joke seems to go over this head, as Mammon looks at you exasperated. “Solomon?! Wha- Whadda mean ‘is it Solomon’? I’m talkin’ about you, dummy! I swear, I know yer human an all that, but I thought’d you’d at least be smart enough to figure that one out!”

You can’t suppress the laugh that bubbles forward from your gut. “Sorry, sorry”, you apologize, “Couldn’t help it.” As you calm down, you decide to poke at him a little more.

“What made you want to take me to The Fall?”

The question makes his whole body lock up as he fumbles to think of an answer. “Well, I- I uh, ya know, I just thought you were probably busy studyin’ like some nerd, and you could use someone to teach ya how to party. Well, get ready, cause now you’ve got an all exclusive pass to Club Mammon, and we’re stayin’ out til the sun comes up!”

Club Mammon, you think to yourself. That’s a new one.

“If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were asking me on a date.”

The poor boy. He can’t even look at you. In fact, he turns his whole body away from you, hiding his face in his hands. “Gah! Do I really need to spell it out for ya! J-just…Just get ready, dammit. I’ll meet ya at the front door in 20!”

Annnd he’s gone. Just as quick as he came. You’d think you two weren’t already dating if you didn’t know any better. But of course this has happened before, many times before, so you do. <3

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devildomcrybaby · 3 months

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Could you do mammon + voyeurism and masturbation? Thanks!

So many ideas crossed my mind when reading this, thank you for the suggestion, love!

Mammon ♡ voyeurism and masturbation

Minors do not interact. 18+ only Warnings: jealousy, panty stealing

Mammon was having a great day. No calls from the witches, no Levi chasing him around to get his money back. Hell, he even managed to trick a lower demon into giving him 1k Grimm using the cracked phone scam. Everything was uncharacteristically pleasant as punch, until he saw you. You were beaming as you grabbed Lucifer's arm to whisper something in his ear. It was bad enough as it was, seeing you so chummy with Lucifer, all happy telling him Father knows what as he had a hand on your waist keeping you close. Then Mammon noticed that the way you were slightly bending over gave Lord Diavolo, who was sitting right in front of where you and Lucifer were standing, a clear view of your cleavage. Pink. Your bra was pink today. Why in the seven Hells don't you ever close the last few buttons of your uniform shirt? He deemed his day ruined already considering that he couldn't grab your wrist and pull you away from both demons and make a scene. He would have never heard the end of it from Lucifer if he did. When he squinted his eyes giving you a furious look, Mammon finally saw that as you stood on tiptoes your uniform skirt lifted up letting Mammon see…way more than he expected to see, that's what. What did you think you were doing walking around RAD without wearing any panties? This is really something else. You're his human. What is it MC? Do you enjoy having any demon walking by having a peek? Smelling you even? He should be the only one knowing you like this. He's your first and perhaps you have forgotten that he intends on being your last too.

Ragged breaths and groans fill your room. Everything smells of you. Your pillow has the scent of your almond and honey shampoo, your everyday perfume lingers faintly in the air, he can even smell your stupid nail-polish. Mammon's grip on his dick is firm and mean. Hadn't precum run down his shaft he would have hurt himself for how sharply he was rubbing his fist on his length. He lays on your bed, legs wide, pants only unzipped enough to let him slip a hand in his boxers and set his aching dick free. His hand doesn't feel like yours, not at all. The thought makes him grunt. As if he cares that your hands are softer, that you always place your soft lips on his tip to kiss it after he cums. He doesn't even want you anymore if you'd let just anyone have you, he thinks. He knows it's a ridiculously blatant lie the very moment the thought crosses his mind. He'd always want you. Even if he had to kneel at your feet and and beg you to even catch a glimpse of whatever you decide to hand out to him.

His harsh hand and the fabric rubbing on his length make the pleasure almost unbearable. At first he doesn't even notice you getting back to your room, a hand still on the doorknob and eyes wide. You stay there bewildered for a few moments, lost in the sight of your very own demon panting sprawled on your bed, chest slightly damp with sweat where his shirt is unbuttoned, his hand caressing his pretty dick the way you'd like to do. It's all red, Mammon must have been at it for a while. You could make it better, you think. Maybe you'd be more gentle too. "M-mammon?" you say tentative, your call faint and uncertain. When Mammon hears your voice his brain doesn't immediately register that you must be there in your room. His eyes closed and his mind clouded by pleasure and anger and bitterness. He thinks he must have imagined your soft voice calling his name and it's enough to make him cum there and then. Hot white liquid sprays over his stomach making his shirt dirty and running down his hand and the piece of fabric that he was holding in his fist. He opens his eyes catching his breath. He's startled for a second when he sees you there looking at him like a rabbit caught in the headlights. Nothing you haven't already seen, after all. Or touched. Or tasted. He grimaces when his brain decides to flash him with the image that you might have done the same to Lucifer, hell, even to Lord Diavolo. Then his mouth opens in a wide malicious smile. With a single finger he lifts your cum covered panties from his lap and gives you an ill-behaved look. "You were missing them today, MC. Be a good girl now. Put them on. What will the council think if they knew their favorite human violates RAD dress-code in such an obscene way?"

You take in a sharp breath and grip the doorknob more tightly. Perhaps you shouldn't have used the lunch break to come back to your room and get the notebook you forgot. Shit.

Banner courtesy of @cafekitsune ♥

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ad0rechuu · 1 year

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ik i already said this but once again COMGRATS ON 100!!!!! YOU DESERVE IT!!! ☺️☺️☺️

I humbly request 29 (giggling kisses) mixed with 33 (hushed convo between kisses), idk if im allowed to do that but Im requesting it anyway 😁

for this one I'd like either beelzebub or mammon!! your choice!!!

❪ # iii ❫ : MAMMON. ━━ PROMPT 29 & 33

higher by fifty fifty

🏷️ gn! reader , fluff / slight crack , tw: none, just a very angry luci , wc: 300 , notes: i love ur posts so i’m really honored that u requested this thank you mwah !

Mammon had messed up.

And somehow you were here too; hiding under a desk in an empty classroom.

“Seriously, Mammon, there is a point where you just have to give up on stealing Goldie. He’s gonna throw you off RAD one of these days.” You hissed. “Also why did you make me run away? I didn’t do anything!”

Mammon absentmindedly nodded at your words but his attention was on your lips.

It’s not like he didn’t care what you were saying. But he couldn’t focus with how pretty your lips were looking right now. He just couldn't help himself!

He leaned forward and pecked your lips, cutting you off as you were in the middle of your rant.

You stared back at him blankly, shocked at his actions.

Now it was his turn to freak out. Big bright blue eyes widened and his cheeks turned a pink hue. “T-that was-… I mean I uhm- you! Ugh- well…”

If he wasn’t so busy avoiding your eyes he would’ve noticed a loving smile creeping on your face as you watched him battle with his own words.

Shushing him, you softly placed your hands on either side on his cheeks. You've completely silenced the boy in front of you as you leaned in. Of your own accord this time.

Both of your eyes fluttered close as you lips met in a soft but passionate kiss.

It didn’t last long as you couldn’t contain the giggles erupting from your chest. He would never admit it out loud, but it sounded like a spring melody to Mammon.

The white-haired boy was about to lean in again when heavy footsteps started to approach the table.

“Mammon!” Lucifer’s anger resonated off the walls.

Mammon had messed up. But it was totally worth it if you ask him.

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dumbificat · 5 months

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mammon brainrot, the best kind of brainrot | no warnings, just sleepy fluff <3 also use of mammon’s accent in his speech !!

you’re about to fall asleep, the welcoming arms of peace and quiet making it all the more easier. just as your eyes begin to droop shut, you notice the door creak open and a familiar silhouette in the open space.

neither of you say a word as he attempts to silently make his way towards you, not realising you’re awake. when he’s close to the bed, he notices your eyes, barely illuminated by the moon. he gasps lightly, then averts his gaze, something you’ve grown used to him doing.

“I… I couldn’t sleep, missed ya arms ‘round me.” after a small pause, he quietly adds on,

“s’embarrassin’ but ya make me feel safe enough ta sleep.” with your sleepy mind barely registering the words, you move the blanket and shuffle over to make space for him. he’s quick to get comfortable: arms around your waist, legs tangled together and his head buried in your chest.

you stay awake for long enough to feel his breathing even out. it isn’t long before you fall asleep yourself.

try as he might to deny it, mammon can’t deny the love he feels wrapped in your welcoming arms.

thanks for reading. please reblog (with tags) if you enjoyed. :)

#i’ve written something similar before but this is just so comforting to write #hope you enjoyed regardless :)#sleepy mammon is best mammon #mammon #mammon imagine #mammon drabble #obey me #obey me imagines #obey me drabble #dumbi #dumbi’s drabbles #dumbi’s imagines #dumbi’s loves #om! shall we date #om! mammon #mammon fluff #obey me fluff

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bokutosmochi · 1 year

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HOW TO: HAVE MAMMON COOK FOR YOU ♡ MAMMON

mammon x gn!reader

"two orders of pie ala mode for mammon and anon please!"

ingredients? a how-to on making mammon cook for you

what's it? general

allergen warnings? n/a

sugar level? 0.4k

regulars? @tokyometronetwork @tahonet

parlor's note? love love looove writing for our precious baby mammon!! had a lot of positive comments on my last mammon fic which is linked here. thank you so much for requesting him nonnie (⁠●⁠’⁠3⁠)⁠♡⁠(⁠ε⁠`⁠●⁠)

bon appetit!

help him avoid lucifer's wrath

"i always knew you had a soft spot for me." you grinned into mammon's shoulder as he plated your favorite dish onto their finest china -- the ones that are used during special occasions.

you could feel him grumble at your words, sneakily pinching your side though he stood with his back to you. "ya better watch the things ya say, stupid human. the only reason why the great mammon's cooking for ya is because ya helped me out with that science exam."

he turned around and attempted to glare at you -- he never could, you were too precious to him. "the great mammon doesn't have a soft spot, and i most definitely don't have a soft spot for you."

you laughed at his words, knowing that they did not hold a single ounce of truth. "yeah, sure thing, mams. that's why you offered to max out goldie if i helped you ace your science finals, right?" you bumped your hips with his as he scowled. the familiar pink blush could be seen dusting his cheeks, but he tried to hide it as he washed his hands. "just eat tha damn dish."

"aw, no 'mon. wanna wait for you so we can eat together." you picked up your plate and sat in the sofa, patting the space next to you invitingly. against his better judgement, he looked back to you only to shift his focus back on drying his hands -- he met your gleaming eyes and immediately got flustered; you were definitely too cute for him.

faking a halfhearted look, he got his plate and sat down next to you.

directly next to you.

but he couldn't help it, he couldn't help the way he naturally gravitated towards you. for a moment, he thought of scooting a few inches away from your body heat, but he instantly froze when you shifted even closer to him and laid your head on his shoulder. "thank you so much for dinner, mams." you murmured softly, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear to kiss his quickly reddening cheek.

for a while, his mouth went dry, completely not expecting what you just did seeing as he was completely obvious to the way you felt about him -- the way you liked him as much as he liked you.

"ya-ya know you can't just do that to someone, right?" he looked away making you laugh lightly. "well yeah, i'm not doing it to just anyone though, right? after all, you're my first man."

i get: reblog

you get: GRIMM

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sukunoon · 2 years

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1:26 AM — mammon

a yawn fell from his lips as he made his way down the hall to your room. his older brother, lucifer, had kept him up studying for as long as he could. it was evident from the dark bags under his eyes and the way his shoulders drooped as he walked.

it wasn’t out of the ordinary for mammon to check up on you in your room if he wasn’t in there for the night. he’d been doing it every since you stopped sharing a room with beelzebub. it was just a part of his nightly routine at this point.

another yawn came from his lips as he raised his hand to his mouth, his eyes shutting for just a moment before opening up again as he stood in front of your door. a human living with demons, a demon falling for a human. that was something he never thought would happen to the likes of him.

he sighed, grabbing the door handle and twisting it slowly, hoping not to wake you up from the creaking of the hinges. the light from the hallway peaked into your room as he opened the door more.

he rubbed his eye with his free hand as he stepped into the room to get a better look at your bed. every night you were always wrapped up in your covers with the cutest sleepy look on your face, it was something that always made him smile more than he’d like to admit.

so, when he didn’t see that precious expression of yours asleep in your bed, he panicked. his eyes widened as he swung the door open, even more light shining into your dark bedroom. he swore he looked in every corner, under everything, over everything, and you weren’t there.

he stood outside your room, looking back and forth before making a b-line to leviathan's room, his younger, anime obsessed, shut in of a brother. he banged on the door. “levi! LeVi y/n’s missing! they’re gone, they just vanished into thin air LEVI!”

before he could bang on the door again, it opened, showing a very annoyed looking levi on the other side. “you made me drop ruri-chan, you scum.”

“ruvi whoever doesn’t matter, y/n-”

“ruri-chan does matter.”

“oh screw this,” his eye twitched as he threw his hands in the air, regretting his choice to find this brother first. “i’m done with ya, i’ll find them myself!”

levi stood in the doorway, his annoyed glare turned into one of confusion. “find who?”

“y/n-”

“y/n’s missing?”

“...” mammon bit his tongue, slowly turning back to his brother with a smirk on his face, he had thought of the perfect plan. make levi jealous. “nope, cuz i’m gonna find them without ya and then i’ll be the hero, not you!”

“hero..?” his eyebrows raised, a grin soon finding his lips. “that’s me! the hero, i am!” his eyes filled with pride as he placed his hands on his hips, his “hero stance” as he calls it.

“weirdo..” the word fell from his lips. getting levi to play along was always easy as long as you make him think he’s some sort of hero.

while mammon was thinking of where you could be, he suddenly felt a tug on his wrist. “every hero needs a trusted steed!” and he was dragged through the halls by levi who was really off in his own world.

before he knew it, he was standing in beelzebub’s room while levi poked him until he was awake saying he was just the right steed he’d been looking for.

“y/n’s missing?” beelzebub spoke, his voice low and raspy since that was the first thing he said after bein woken up. “are they in the kitchen? that’s where i’d wanna be right about now.” he yawned as he stood up, following his older brothers down the halls.

levi was way too happy to make a plan to find you, but in the end, mammon just let him do whatever because at least he was helping. the three of them split up, texting each other with their findings. nothing, absolutely nothing.

“where are ya..?” mammon whispered to himself, his brows furrowing as he made his way down the stairs and to the front entrance. a sigh fell from his lips as he casually glanced around the area, not seeing anything that stuck out.

until he took the shortest glance out of the window, his eyes widened as a smile graced his lips at the sight of you sitting on a small hill outside the house. he practically trips over his feet running out of the door and to you.

which, unknown to mammon, one of his younger brothers had seen. he smiled at just how obvious it was that mammon loved you. “how cute~”

as he gets closer to you, he stops running, trying to play it off like he was casually walking towards you. “human, why are ya out here so late? i was worried about y-” he coughed, shaking his head slightly. “beel was so worried about ya he shook me awake, i thought he was gonna eat my arm.”

when you didn’t respond, he poked your head. “hey, i was talkin’ to ya.” a pout formed on his lips as he took a seat next to you on the grass, just a bit closer than he’d meant to.

his eyes scanned over you. you were in your pajamas, but out here in the cold looking up at the sky.

“whaddya lookin’ at? there’s nothin’ up there.” his eyes moved from you, to the nighttime sky he’d been looking at for centuries.

you smiled, your voice hoarse. “in the human world there is,” his lips parted slightly as he looked back at you once more. “have you ever seen stars?”

of course he hadn’t seen stars. he’d never been to the human world at night before, but he couldn’t let you know that. “pfft-” he waved his hand dismissively, a smirk on his lips. “yeah of course i’ve seen stars- duh.”

you giggled, making his eyes widen as the tips of his ears turned a deep shade of red. “they were always so fun to look up at, it was peaceful trying to find the brightest one or seen shotting stars. so, i’m just reminiscing, that’s all.”

“well you should go back to bed,” he changed the subject, in truth, he didn’t want you to see him so blushy and such a mushy mess for you. “it’s dangerous out here by yourself, a demon could eat you y’know?”

there was a moment of silence, where neither of you spoke. it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, no, it was comforting. “out of everyone, i’m glad you’re the one that found me, mammon.” the cheery smile he’d come to know and love graced your lips as you looked his way.

he was too stunned to speak, where usually he’d have a snarky comment denying any feelings he might of felt from your words, he had nothing this time. blush covered his cheeks as his eyes grew wide. the proximity of you two didn’t help his situation either. you were so close.

your hand found his on the grass, smoothing over his as you leaned closer to him. your lips getting almost dangerously close to his. his mind raced. was this a joke? it had to have been a joke. there’s no way you’d feel the same way right? a human and a demon was not a good combo, right?

his heart beat was ecstatic as his free hand slowly found its way to your cheek, cupping your face in the most gentle way. there was hesitation on his part, but could you blame him? he’d been holding back for so long. ever since he might you, he’d been holding back his greedy self for your sake. for the first time in his life, he held back his greed for something, for someone, just for you. “y/n..”

your lips barely brushed against each other, before you both heard a whine from behind you. “y/nnnnn-chan~” and suddenly, mammon felt a hard hit on his head, being thrown to the side like scum. “you don’t get to hog all of y/n-chan’s time like that!” asmodeus, the fifth oldest of the demon brothers whined. “what if i wanted to have a moment with my lovely y/n-chan?” he hugged you tight, pressing his cheek against yours before he started leading you inside, occasionally sending victory glares back at mammon who was still sitting in the dirt.

mammon sat there, a frown on his lips as they began to quiver. his fist hit the ground, then another, and then another like a child throwing a small tantrum. “dammit asmo...” he held a finger up to his lips. “we were so close...”

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oksullen · 2 years

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OMGG I DIDNT KNOW YOU WROTE FOR OBEY ME OMFNFKDN OKAY SO

obey me- mammon please!! :DD

"if you die, i'm gonna kill you" word count - 493 a/n - justa little fyi, im not 100% in character with obey me just yet but ill try my best!! enjoy!! cw: slight mentions of death!!

you were looking around the place, trying to find Mammon. you stumbled upon some dangerous looking stuff- a room you've never heard about. letting your curiosity get the best of you, you entered and started looking around. it was a fairly large room, full of artifacts small and large, each and every item catching your eye.

in the corner was a large statue seeming figure covered in a sheet, seemingly there to cover it up. you rushed over, looking up at it. it was HUGE. you gawked in awe as you forgot about everything else around you. you softly touched the little bit of it that was not covered. it seemed to be stone. you lifted the sheet to try and peek but you couldn't see anything. you sighed, grabbing the sheet and trying to pull it off.

no luck. you tried a few more times but it barely budged. you were awfully confused but determined to take it off. with a few more pulls and a final tug you were able to take it off. though at the last moment it got stuck on an edge. you cursed, letting go of the sheet.

"just my luck, it got stuck right on the center of it all.." you sighed, debating whether to give up or try again.

while stuck in your thoughts the sound of the door opening slipped past you, and the man you were looking for earlier just so happened to be the one to open it.

you tugged again, the sheet finally ripping off. you smiled in your success but your smile fell as you saw part of the statue wobbling.

"what-" you stood there shocked, then you processed it.

it was falling! you were in such shock you couldn't move. was this it? was this how you died? in a dark room? would anyone know? how long would your body stay there? what if-

your thoughts were caught off as you were pushed aside and tackled to the floor. you shrieked, covering your head. you heard a slam and a crack of the floor. you looked over to see who had pushed you.

"why are you here! get out of here!" Mammon said upset, getting up. "I had to help you! I had to waste my time and save yours!" he scoffed. "now leave! you could have died!" he stomped his foot on the ground upset. he went on complaining about how you ruined his day and took away his time. you stood there watching it all. you would have felt bad if he hadn't had to be so snobby.

he paused, getting quiet. "if you die, i'm gonna kill you" he mumbled shyly, a faint blush on his face

you stood in shock. "what was that?" you grinned. "do you.. care for me?" you gasped.

"no!" he stammered. "I just don't want to be the one picking up after you!"

though, he'd do it a million times again.

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shxtodxroki · 16 days

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Mammon Masterlist

Here is where you will find all of my writing for Mammon! I hope you enjoy, and if you like these feel free to drop a request in my inbox at any time! <3

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saeyoungchoismaid · 2 years

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LMAO NOT ME SAYING THIS NOT FIVE MINS AGO AND THEN STARTING TO WRITE THIS ON TWT BEFORE DECIDING TO TAKE IT HERE BAHAHAHA:

Just imagine you're at a club with Mammon and you start grinding against each other. Mans is popping a boner faster than the rap music pulsing around you. It doesn’t take long for him to pull your dress up just enough to reveal your panty-clad ass to his crotch. It takes even less time for him to start thrusting deep inside you on the dance floor like a starved demon. He doesn’t care if people realize it or not. He just needs you right then and there, to fill up your hole with his seed. He can tell the succubi around him can smell your addicting, intoxicating slick and his demon pheromones filling the air. Hm, maybe if you’re good, he’ll let them have a turn at you ♡

(inspired by this tweet)

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zephyrchama · 25 days

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Mammon stares down at his youngest brother snoozing away on your lap. Belphegor has made himself at home with your thigh as a makeshift pillow. It’s far from the first time this has happened, and very unlikely to be the last. Any more, he just walks over and does it, falling asleep within moments without even asking. He’ll wake up if you try to stand. As long as you can still study, read, or scroll your D.D.D., it’s usually not too bothersome and easier to let Belphegor do what he wants.

The scowl on Mammon’s face says otherwise. “Ya really gonna let him walk, err, sleep all over you like that? How many time’s he done that this week?” He tisks and stomps his foot, looming over you with crossed arms. “Belphie, wake your ass up! Yer big bro has a bone to pick with you!”

You feel a warm exhalation on your leg. Belphegor seems to be sighing, but doesn’t bother opening his eyes or acknowledging Mammon in any other way, much to the elder’s chagrin.

“Push him off!” Mammon insists.

“I’m flattered you think I’m strong enough to push a full grown demon off of me,” you admit, lightly ruffling Belphegor’s hair. “But, no. I’m not.”

“Don’t encourage ‘im!” Mammon grabs Belphegor by the collar.

At this provocation, the youngest curls an arm under your thigh and nudges his nose into the fabric of your clothes. He refuses to budge. “They don’t mind it, so just leave us alone.” Belphegor’s muffled voice sounds tired and annoyed.

“Belphie, let go! Ugh, use your pact!” Mammon literally growls. “Don’t coddle this jerk, you spoil him too much!”

“Don’t yell at me about it! I’m just sitting here!” you pout. ”And Belphie, watch where you’re grabbing.” It’s not your fault these guys go crazy over you. “Pact orders are painful for you guys, yeah? I don’t want to go through all that trouble. I’m still learning how to control the magic and it’s not worth it right now.”

“Hah? You kiddin’ me?” Mammon taps his foot and gnashes his teeth as Belphegor gives him the cold shoulder. “Fine then. Be that way.”

He goes to walk away, but abruptly turns back and returns. It’s evident when Mammon gets a new idea into his head. You can practically see the light bulb pop up over his head as he dons a cheeky grin.

“Spread your legs for me,” he demands.

“What?” Now you’re staring at him, disbelief etched into your features. You knew Mammon had the occasional lewd thought but even for him this was brazen. Maybe his brothers are right and he’s finally lost it.

“Spread your legs for the Great Mammon! C’mon!”

Belphegor snorts and turns his head ever so slightly, just enough to give his dumb older brother the evil eye. Mammon is tired of waiting and seizes his chance to yank your knees apart. By your own admission, you can’t fight the strength of a full grown demon.

“You’ve got two legs, there’s plenty a room for two demons here.” There isn’t exactly much space, but Mammon lays his head back on your thigh and grins up at you, bumping his noggin against Belphegor in the process.

Ah. You realize this was his goal and Mammon was just being too stubborn to come out and say it.

Your face grew hot. It felt weird to manspread with two doting demons on your legs. “You really could have phrased that better.”

“Whatddya mean?”

You sigh. “Think about it.”

Belphegor exhales again, probably laughing under his breath this time as he re-adjusts his arm to a cozier position.

Mammon is content just to admire you from below until he connects the dots, and a deep red blush spreads across his face. He turns, winding his arms around your back to better hide his face in the folds of your shirt.

He closes his eyes against you, his nose brushing against your side. “I don’ wanna think ‘bout anything. I work too hard, just lemme rest here a while.”

You allow it, ruffling his hair knowing full well you coddle both of them too much.

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devildomditzy · 1 year

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Pacts - Mammon x MC

Part 3

Haven’t Read The Beginning? : Part One - Part Two

Tag list + Author’s Note at the end

Tags: Angst w/ eventual comfort, Mentions of Death/The Fall, Mentions of anxiety/anxiety attacks

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Okay… Deep breaths. Just like Lilith taught ya.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

IN!!!!

“Mammon, what’s wrong! Hey, Mammon, come on, come back to me.”

If only the simple snapping of your fingers in his face and the feeling of you grabbing his shoulders could bring him down from the panic he was now feeling.

This should be easy. He can remember another time, a simpler time, a time long gone by. One where his sister still lived and smiled and breathed. One where she taught him things like expressing your feelings and sharing your emotions with others. One where she showed just how important family and friends and lovers could be…

He was never good at it. Of course, that was his own personal opinion. But whenever he did Lilith would smile that blinding smile and glow and tell how much of a natural he was at it.

He’s flirted, sure, he’s put on the charm and picked up various angels and demons and humans and who even knows what to fulfill his more primal desires. He’s taken lovers and partners and been a part of a couple, or thruple…or even quadruple, some of which lasting for years or even decades.

But ever since the fall, ever since he lost his home, his friends, his sister, his life; and was left to pick up the pieces with the other six who swore themselves to damnation for the rest of existence? He can’t say that he’s been interested in another being. At least not like this.

You. You. The human. The stupid exchange student he was unceremoniously shackled to. The one he had no choice but to watch over. The one that seemingly didn’t care that they were thrust into hell. The one that defied his all powerful brothers, whether out of bravery or innocence or down right stupidity. The one that calls him silly for wearing sunglasses inside and hums to themselves when they’re really focused and explores the Devildom with curiosity rather than fear and is too friendly for their own good and looks at him with big, bright, beautiful eyes that nobody has ever looked at him with before and tells him they really like hanging out with him and and and…

Everything stops. Everything goes blank. The only thing Mammon can feel is a weight, one that’s made it’s way around his body. It’s comforting and warm and all consuming and it’s…

He opens his eyes he didn’t realize he had screwed shut, only to find you clinging onto his form, arms wrapped around him. Your face tilts upwards from where it was buried in his chest, your expression painted one of concern.

“Oh god- I mean, oh gosh? I think. Are you okay?”, you question, tone laced with worry. “I have anxiety attacks too sometimes, I know it sucks. Do you need space? Or maybe water? I don’t know how it works for demons but that usually helps me.”

Mammon feels the blush beginning to spread across his face, knowing the position you’re both in looks compromising. He can’t remember the last time he has someone make such a fuss over him, and of course it’d be you, while he’s trying to sort out his feelings no less! You make it extremely hard to think, but he’d be lying if he said he didn’t absolutely enjoy every second you made contact with his skin.

“N-Nah, ‘m good. I guess it’s…just a lot to explain ‘n all,” he mutters, playing with a loose thread he found on your shirt collar.

“Well, then let’s start from the beginning. The pact, right? We formed it like normal, well… as normal as forming a pact with a demon can be, right?

“Right.”

“And the placement of ours… that doesn’t normally happen right- or at least, it hasn’t happened to you?”

“Right. Hasn’t happened to me before, or any of ‘m brothers. I dun’ even think Solomon’s got one there, and he’s covered in ‘em. It’s….rare.”

“Rare? How’s it rare?”

“Well…cause it means somethin’. Somethin’…. important.”

He continues pulling at the loose thread, looking anywhere but you, his face a brilliant shade of red.

“All pacts represent a bond right?”

“Yea.”

“A shared bond? Between the former and formee.”

“Yea.”

“And so a bond formed over my heart means something…else?”

“GAH! DO I HAV’TA SPELL IT OUT FOR YA DUMMY!”

Mammon jumps up from his seat and out of your arms before shoving his hands in his pockets, turning his back towards you. He brings a shaky hand up to wipe his face.

“Tch. Can’t believe ‘m sayin this out loud”, he mutters under his breath, before turning around.

“Human, I…I like ya! Okay! There, I said it, ya happy dammit?!”

It was now your turn to blush furiously, watching as he brings his shoulders up and winces, almost like he’s waiting for something bad to happen, almost like he’s bracing for the worst.

“You…like me?”, you ask, shocked at the bluntness of his confession.

“Don’t make me repeat myself!”

You sit dumbfounded, letting the feeling of his feelings wash over you. He watched the gears turn in your head and thinks that if you think any harder, your brain is going to explode. Ya know, fragile human stuff ‘n all.

“But…Mammon, you said you didn’t like me being around you. You said that it was an inconvenience to be near me. You even said the pact mark was a blemish.”

Mammon freezes. Fuck. For once, the outspoken second born doesn’t have a response. He stares at you, eyes wide and wild, a deer caught in the headlights.

“So, you throw insults at me, tell me to leave you alone, and now you tell me you like me?”

“I-”

“Mammon, what am I supposed to do with that? You constantly treat me like an annoyance, you threatened me my first week here, hell, you just decided it was fine if I was seen with you outside of R.A.D., and now all of a sudden you like me?”

“MC-”

“I…I don’t know what to say, Mammon. Honestly, I don’t know…what you want from me here.”

His fists ball in his pockets as he starts to tremble a little. He bites his lip and turn his head, not wanting to face you for this next part. Even if you denied it due to the hurt he caused, he knew the undeniable truth; It sat right across your chest.

“Ya don’t gotta say anythin’. I already know how ya feel about me.”

“Mammon-”

“No, I do. Ya don’t have to say it. An’ I’m sorry for bein’ a jerk, alright. I just…I can’t…I’ve been…I mean…It’s cuz’…tch!”

He turns again to compose himself. You almost expect him to leave, to run towards the door and walk out, sulking by himself. You can’t say you’d blame him, you’d probably find yourself doing the same if someone responded to you the way you had just to him. Sure, you liked the second born, but he made it so hard with the way he flip flopped his feelings towards you. You don’t have long to mourn the budding friendship you were having with the avatar of greed before he makes his next move.

He shakes his head and turns back to you, his trademark cocky smirk reappearing across his face. There’s an expression in his eyes you can’t quite place, and he steps forward, crouching down to your eye level. There’s a new determination to his swagger, one that makes your heart beat speed up and your body run hot.

“MC, I know how ya feel about me, ‘cuz pact marks only form there if ya both feel the same way.”

Before you could process the thought, his lips are on yours.

You don’t have time to react, he’s doing that for you. One hand comes up behind the back of your head to fist your hair as he brings you closer to him, deepening the kiss, though he still leaves space for you to push him away, enough where if you truly didn’t want this, you could escape his grasp.

It’s tender, you think, the way he holds you. The way his lips move across yours is a softness you’ve never felt before, and it takes your brain a second to catch up and begin kissing him back. As soon as you do, you feel his lips stretch into a smile. This, a stark contrast from the sides of himself he’s been showing you thus far.

After a minute or so, he pulls away from you. “Ya have no idea how long I’ve been wantin’ to do that.”

“Based on what you’ve told me”, you muse with smile, “It looks like it’s been…hmm…I dunno…about as long as I’ve been here?”

“Shuddup.”

You can’t help but laugh at his childish reaction. No matter if he was insulting you like a kid on the playground or kissing you like you were his only way to breathe, he was still Mammon.

“So what does the pact mark on the heart mean in scientific terms?”

“Scien-what?”, He gawks, clearly stumped at your question. You stifle another giggle.

“I mean, if I asked what it meant to a teacher or, say, Solomon, what would he say it meant?”

Mammon sighs at the question. You really were gonna make him repeat himself, huh. “It means that I like ya and ya like me, okay?”

You seem kind of bummed at this answer. “Aww, is that it?”, you question.

“Whadda mean is that if? Whadda ya want, it to mean we’re soulmates or somethin’?”

“Does it?”

“…”

“Mammon?”

“…”

“WAIT! MAMMON! DOES IT?”, you wildly smile, eyes bright in shock.

“S-Some old folktales may say-”

“I’M ASKING SOLOMON!”, you declare, jumping out of his arms and speeding towards the door

“Oi! No ya don’t ya little nightmare!”, he screams running after you.

He’d let you win this race, of course he would. And the one after that. And the one after that.

Besides,

He had the rest of your life to catch ya whenever he wanted.

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Author’s Note: Holy shit. Guys. GUYS. LOOK AT THAT MF TAGLIST. IM SO HAPPY SO MANY OF YOU ENJOY MY WRITING THAT MUCH 😭😭😭.

Thank you all so much for your support on this series! I’d love to try to do all the brothers next, or keep expanding on this one via MC’s and Mammon’s relationship as MC continues making pacts with the others. Not sure which I’ll go with! Any suggestions? Would we rather it continue being MC x Mammom as MC bonds with the other brothers, or every brother having their own romance line? Anyway, let me know what you think. Love ya lovelies <3

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devildomcrybaby · 1 year

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Thinking about waking up next to Mammon ▸ Obey me!

Suggestive. Minors do not interact. 18+ only.

Includes: biting, a little scratching and a hickey, mentions of oral sex. Reader is soft but also on a mission to mark Mammon apparently.

It’s a cold winter morning and you both forgot the blinds half open. The dim first light in the morning wakes you and you grumble displeased, snuggling against Mammon’s warm body and hiding your face in his neck to escape the pale sunlight. You shiver, beginning to feel cold and entangle a leg around one of his. Mammon hums, content to feel you closer.

You try to fall asleep again, but it’s too late now, the chill and the light won’t let you fall back into the previous peaceful slumber.

You turn your attention to the demon next to you. He’s still asleep, chest rising and falling rhythmically. You lightly trace your fingers up and down his stomach, opening them when you reach his chest and gently caressing him. He breaths deeply, you’re unsure whether he’s already awake as well or not. You nudge your nose against his face and trace his jawline before pressing soft kisses to his neck.

“Good morning” he whispers, voice hoarse from sleep.

“Morning” you reply, distracted. He tightens the arm resting around your waist, pressing you flush against him. You keep kissing him, your fingers almost imperceptibly scratch the skin on his collarbone when you pull the collar of his shirt down. Your lips rest there now, sucking until they leave a dark red mark. He hisses through his breath, lifting your shirt when he grips it hard. Goosebumps appear on your skin when the cold air hits your naked back.

Your fingers travel down his chest and stomach. You play with the waistband of his shorts, sliding two fingers under it and caressing him there, right before taking your hand away and brushing it against his hard on.

“Don’t tease” you can’t really tell if his hushed tone hides a plea or an order, but you feel your stomach twist in anticipation either way.

“Can I kiss you then?” you ask, and he’s confused for a second at why would you ask him permission for something so natural for the two of you. Then he understands and his cheeks are tinged with a dark shade of red. He nods, eyes fixed on you as you lift his shirt and slowly leave a trail of kisses across his abdomen. You bite him hard on his hip, where the skin is sensitive and tender and a whimper leaves his mouth. Your lips are on his clothed erection now, a hand caressing his leg before digging your nails in his thigh.

“Take off your shirt” you look up at him. Your cheeks as red as his now. His gaze softens seeing you so shy now. Looking away from his half lidded eyes you slip your shirt off your head. Mammon sighs, his hand traces the outline of your hip and ribs, before brushing his thumb against your nipple. So beautiful. Everything about you is beautiful. He’s gonna lose his mind.

“Isn’t this what you wanted, human? Go on, give me a kiss”.

I just really want to give him a kiss first thing in the morning please

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