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Sleepy Cuddles With Diavolo
Pairing: Lord Diavolo x f!reader
Word count: 2K
Warnings/contents: Fluff, fluff, and more fluff
Notes: I don’t think I really have much to say for this. I really enjoyed writing this chapter, it was so much fun to take his character and make him such a sweet and loving fiancé who’d be on your side no matter what. So, with the thought in mind, I rolled with the idea and 2k words later, here we are! I hope that you guys can enjoy this chapter!
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Truth be told, the rumors were getting to you. That you were only with Diavolo because he was someone so important. That you were less interested in him and more his money, his heritage, even his body. For the longest time you laughed them off, but it seemed as the years went on they were only growing more intense.
To battle off the annoyance you felt from the constant rumors, you decided to get a job. Going from a child who had everything handed to her in the Devildom to falling for the young Lord, you’d never so much as needed to think of getting a job to make cash. But now, you simply weren’t in it for the money. Instead you were trying to appeal to the people of the Devildom. You thought that maybe if you showed yourself to the public more, if you were viewed as more than Lord Diavolo’s fiancée, that people would see you as more than a lowly gold digger who’s dried up money drove her to any length possible to continue the lavish life that she’d lived.
So you got a job at one of your favorite restaurants: Hell’s Kitchen. A constantly busy, understaffed restaurant that was always looking for new employees.
Often times you ended up serving your oldest friends; Beelzebub, Belphegor and occasionally the other brothers when they would tag along. After joining the Hell’s Kitchen team, you were surprised at how quickly everybody, even the customers, had welcomed you to what some pessimistically teased you as calling “The lower world.” However, Beel’s words were at the front of your mind when people said such things to you.
“Don’t worry about them. They don’t matter. More people here like you than dislike you.”
After a month now of working daily at Hell’s Kitchen, you’d grown accustomed to the working life; you’d grown fond of the regulars and even made friends with most of your coworkers, as fleeting as some of them may be. After some time, it seemed at the rumors were slowly dying off. That your plan to get people to realize you were in it for the long run with the entirety of the Devildom was working.
However you weren’t ready to leave the place you’d joined almost reluctantly a month ago. You felt like you were at home when you were at Hell’s Kitchen. As much as you missed getting in bed with Diavolo and instead coming home after he was already asleep, you were enjoying the time you spent with other people.
But that didn’t mean that you weren’t sometimes more exhausted than normal when you returned back to the place that you called home with Diavolo. With a yawn, you leaned back into the dining room chair and rubbed your tired eyes. You quickly opened them and sent a smile at Barbatos as he poured you a warm cup of your favorite, sweet smelling tea and set it in front of you.
“Thank you, Barbatos.”
“Of course,” he said politely. “You seem more worn out than usual tonight, if you don’t mind me saying.” You took a sip of your tea and nodded before speaking.
“Today was extremely busy and two people quit yesterday so more tables than normal were left up to me alone.”
“Is that why you had to work more hours?” He inquired as he used a feather duster on the shelf by the window, though he was clearly listening as he worked.
“Yes, that’s why I went in early and stayed late. But I don’t want to complain, I saw Beel and Mammon today as well as a few other regular customers and their families. I got some very generous tips today. I think that I’ll give them to Mammon, he’s always complaining about what he owes in debt, though I have my doubts he’d use this money to settle them and instead he’d most likely buy something that will end up laying on the floor sometime soon.” You added the last bit with a soft laugh.
“Is all of this exhaustion, worth it?” He asked, catching your attention. You sent him a confused frown.
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if you don’t mind, it seems as if you’re rather exhausting yourself further than needed for some small rumors.” With a small gasp, you opened your mouth to speak but quickly shut it. The air was thick for a moment before a familiar tone broke it.
“Barbatos is right.”
“Young Lord.” Barbatos greeted Diavolo with a smile and a gentle bow.
“Diavolo—“ You spoke, but your fiancé raised a hand to silence you and took the seat across from you.
“You’re beyond exhausted.” Barbatos grabbed another cup and pored Diavolo a cup of steaming tea before he quietly excused himself from the room. “This isn’t the same part-time gig that you told me you were looking for."
“Diavolo, you don’t understand— I’ve invested myself in Hell’s Kitchen. I know the customers, I know the chef’s— I’m one of the only servers left. I can’t leave.”
“I’m not asking you to leave. I’m asking you to take it less seriously.” You frowned lightly and took another sip of your tea.
“I can’t take it less seriously; that’s not how I know how to work. That’s not how I do these things.” Diavolo gave a soft sigh and reached a hand across the table, offering comfort for you that you easily gave into.
“Barbatos is right, my darling. You’re exhausted. You’re working long hours. I permitted this when you were only working a few hours a day to show the people of the Devildom that you weren’t simply using me to get somewhere higher,” you flushed and looked down, unaware that Diavolo had known your plot all along, “However this has gone too far. You’ve more than proven yourself.”
“I should have known that you would see right through me,” you said with a sigh.
“I hear the rumors. I see the way that you slowly started to let it in. You suddenly taking a job at Hell’s Kitchen wasn’t surprising, but I didn’t think that it would go so far.” He stood, keeping ahold of your hand and helping you up out of your chair. “Come now, my love. Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let me clean up real quick—“ You started, however Barbatos was quickly behind you gathering the cups.
“You’re going to replace me if you keep cleaning up after yourself,” he said with a small smile. “I’ll handle the cleaning tonight.”
“Thank you, Barbatos,” Diavolo spoke, gently tugging you along to the stairs to head to your shared bedroom. “Come now. Let’s get to bed.” Sighing, you followed the man with no complaint. Things were silent on your way to the bedroom. He opened the door for you, closed it behind himself, and crossed his arms while you sat on the end of the bed. “Be honest with me.” There was no strict guidelines. He knew that there was more on your mind than you were letting on. You had never known that you were so predictable in his eyes.
“I am.”
“There’s things you’re neglecting to tell me. Not hiding, not lying about, but neglecting. I’d like you to be honest with me.”
“Oh Diavolo… why do you have to know me so well.”
“In this moment, I believe that’s your saving grace.” He sent you a gentle smile as he spoke. “My love, what’s going on?” Gently, the man sat beside you on the end of the bed and placed a warm hand on your shoulder. “I just don’t think that you’ve been yourself lately.”
“I have been.” With a sigh, Diavolo stood again.
“One of these days, I’ll get your guard down. For now, come lay with me.” Your fiancé stripped his jacket off, not bothering to put it away like he usually does. Diavolo took his shoes off and pulled the thick comforter back, laying beneath the sheets on the bed and offering an arm for you as you slowly stood up. You gave in, laying on the bed with the man and moving against his side. “How was work today then? You were gone an awfully long time.”
“It was so busy,” you started, though minding your words carefully. You didn’t want to complain; Diavolo had the entirety of the Devildom on his shoulders, you felt wrong complaining about anything to him. Especially since you knew that he would only make you feel listened to and be there for you. It made you feel selfish to think about. “But it was a good day— Beel and Mammon stopped by for a little while near the end of my shift. I had a quick snack with them before they left when it was closing time. A couple regulars came in, some with their family.”
“It sounds like it was quite crowded today.”
“Extremely.”
“Are your feet tired? Would you like me to rub them for you? I can only imagine that it wasn’t very comfortable to be standing and running around all day in your work shoes.”
“I can’t complain too much.”
“You never do.”
“Well— that’s not true. I complain.”
“Very rarely.”
“There’s nothing to complain about.” Diavolo gave a quiet chuckle and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“You always say that. You know, even optimists can have rough days that they need to complain about,” you frowned and went to speak, but he quickly cut you off “— maybe complain isn’t the right word. Maybe vent is the appropriate term.”
“I have a good life. I’m happy.”
“Then even happy people can have rough days.”
“I really don’t have anything that deserves to be complained about.”
“What is that supposed to mean?” He asked with a small frown.
“It supposed to mean that you have the entire Devildom looking up to you and Barbatos has the future and the past in his eyes, and he’s constantly working all day long. Lucifer has his brothers that he’s always looking after and Levi and Belphegor are extremely misunderstood and they need help.”
“I see. You feel like your problems are not justifiable. Is that it?”
“No, I just… do we have to keep talking about this?” You frowned., your temper growing short “It’s been a long day and I don’t want to have this conversation.” With another quick kiss to your forehead, Diavolo spoke.
“We can talk about it later.” With a huff, you nuzzled into his shoulder.
“Will you just let it go?”
“Absolutely not.” He spoke the words that you knew you were going to hear, one’s that you already heard in your mind before you even finished your sentence. “Maybe I do have the entire Devildom on my shoulders, but you are my first priority. And if you think that life is stressful for me, you’re incorrect. I love my position. Barbatos knows that when he’s tired, he can take a break. Lucifer loves his brothers. Belphegor is growing closer to his brothers and Levi is warming up to people. Everything is okay with everybody else right now. And if everything with you is not okay, then it won’t be okay until we fix it, and that is okay.”
“I hate that you’re always so encouraging.” A laugh left the man as he rubbed your shoulder.
“No you don’t. You hate that you’re just wrong this time around.” He quickly teased you. “Now, please, promise me that you’ll open up to me soon. It doesn’t have to be tonight, maybe not even tomorrow. Maybe not even a week from now. But you can talk to me. We’re not engaged because we neglect to tell the other what tires us.”
“I don’t want to be a burden.” You spoke softly.
“Never.” He spoke in a quiet tone. “Never could you be a burden. Certainly not to me. Now ease your minds of such futile worries and rest your head on me now. Good girl. Get some rest now. I’ll be here for you whenever you’re ready to talk.”
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(Based on Solomon's audio drama)
MC: I heard from Mammon there was a Solomon quiz show today. I'm sad I couldn't participate
Solomon: It was nothing, MC, really it was just silly-
Mammon: Honestly it was so fun! Asmo kept bragging about how well he knows Solomon and then got all the answers wrong!
Asmo: The questions were so hard and so random!
Solomon: Ah well, I suppose I'm a hard person to read haha
MC: Oh please. Tell me the questions then, I want to try.
Solomon: Oh no MC please-
Asmo: Oh I want to see this! Apprentice vs Pacts - it's a battle of connections!
Mammon: Alrighty! Here we go! We're about to start the Solomon Quiz Show!
Solomon: *sighs* Not again...
Mammon: Alright first question! What is Solomon's favorite music genre?!
MC: Classical. That's too easy. Solomon invites us to so many orchestra shows. And he loves Paganini and Tchaikovsky.
Solomon: ...
Asmo: Wow! MC's correct! Are the details correct too, Solomon?
Solomon: Yes...
Mammon: Alright, next question! What's Solomon's favorite work of fantasy fiction?
MC: TSL by Simeon ofc. He's just like Levi, he just hides it better.
Solomon: *stares in awe* It's true...
Asmo: MC's correct again! Is it really that obvious?!
Mammon: Alright, last question! Is Solomon a cat person or a dog person?
MC: ....is this a joke? Solomon is literally in a chat group called CAT with Satan and me.
MC: And while he does love all animals in general, given that he can talk to them, he prefers frequenting cat cafes, specifically Cat's Eye.
MC: And there he has a favourite cat called Blissy and she's a Turkish Angora because her snow white fur matches his hair and it feels like she's his little sister.
Asmo: Oh honey! There's no way I can remember so much!!
Solomon: *blushes* I...I didn't realise you knew so much about me.
Mammon: Woahh, MC got 3 for 3! And more! Jeez MC, are ya like a stalker or something? *Laughs*
MC: Stalker? Oh pshhh, as if we all don't know a bit too much about our crushes. Anyway, this was kinda fun. Call me if there's another quiz show. *leaves*
Asmo: Did MC just make a confession of a crush on Solomon?
Mammon: I- I think they just did.
Solomon: *stares in shock in the direction MC left*
#obey me#obey me solomon#obey me mammon#obey me asmodeus#obey me imagine#obey me shorts#actually felt proud of myself cause I personally got all of them right 🤣
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Slight spoiler warning. References to the incident. References to chapter 16.
"Rise 'n shine, y/n!"
You groan when Mammon throws the curtains over, bright moonlight falling directly onto your face. "Mams.... what time is it...?" You check your DDD.... 6AM. "What....?"
"Yer goin' ta the gym with me'n Beel, remember? Gotta get ya stronger." He straight up just lifts you out of bed, carrying you over to your closet.
"MAMS!" You protest, kicking your feet as you attempt to escape, trying to get back to your warm bed. You hadn't thought he was serious about the gym thing.... but, you should've known. He's been like this ever since the incident, always bringing you protection charms, a strength spell Solomon found, some special food that was supposed to extend your life which actually made you pretty sick, at the time. You groan, but grab some clothes, at least managing to get him out of the room long enough for you to change. Your eyes drift longingly over your warm, comfy bed..... but you get dressed, and leave your room. At least you'll end up getting in shape while you're down here....
Beel has joined Mammon in the hall, and he looks at you with his usual guilt-ridden smile. He definitely blames himself for what happened.... nothing you've said has helped. If only he had found Belphie first, if only he had protected you better, if only he had talked to Lucifer more about the situation.... round and round he goes.
You sigh as you take his big hand, wondering how long this is going to go on. Probably the rest of your time here, you think.... but as Mammon takes your other hand, you have to think.... maybe it's not the worst thing in the world, to have two demons who adore you staying by your side all of the time.
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Repent, Sinner
TW: this is DARK. There’s mentions of blood, MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH, And also, Mc isn’t in their right mind through this and also some vague smut.
You knew he was an angel, a super natural being at that. You expected this moment the moment you laid your eyes on him. His gorgeous chocolate skin, his silky and fluffy black hair, those lips, those plump, hydrated, tinted and kissable lips and those eyes. Oh god those eyes would be the death of you. Literally. You could get lost in his ocean blue eyes anytime, willingly. You wanted, no. Needed him. You had to prove your devotion to him. You wanted to make him yours in anyway possible. Everytime he saw you, your face flushed bright red, your heart rate sped up. You fantasized about him every time. You and him, alone, in your bed, moaning his name out for everyone to hear, the only thing separating you was your sweat, mixing together, making you both one. Whole. That’s how you felt everytime you were near him. God you needed him. Maybe, that’s why you felt your heart shatter when he rejected you due to the rules of the celestial realm. Maybe that’s why you felt like you lost everything. And Maybe… that’s why you are on your knees right now, clutching the angel’s blood stained body, sobbing as you pleaded to the horrified men in front of you. You look at all of their faces, the dagger in his heart, the blood on your hands.
How could you do this?
Mc… what have you done?
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MC meets their male version!
#2
MC: hey are you-
M!MC: hungry? Yes.
Beel: ...you two can have my chips. *Pass them chips*
M!MC: thank you beelie!
Beel: *sparkly eyes at male MC*
M!MC: wow you have good tiddies in male form too!!
Beel: ...
MC:
MC: hey....what do you mean by...male form??
M!MC: oh well they are female in my universe. *Munchs on
chips*
MC:
MC: all of them?
M!MC: mhm
MC:
MC: *eyes starts to twinkle*
MC: ......ehuehueheueheu
M!MC: I can basically hear your thoughts you know.
MC: ..boobs,boobs everywhere....
Lucifer: I am not feeling good about this....
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Two Wrathful Demons
MC: *crying in their room under a blanket*
Satan: “MC! What’s wrong?”
MC: *shows Satan their phone*
Satan: *eye twitching*
[A Moment Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]
Satan: “Barbatos I need you to open a portal to the human world.”
Barbatos: “And what is your reason?”
Satan: “Hunting.”
Barbatos: “And you think I’d allow that.”
Satan: “They’re cyber bullying MC.”
Barbatos: “I see.”
Barbatos: “I shall be accompanying you then.”
Satan: “Good, let’s go.”
[Later at the House of Lamentation]
Satan: *knocking on MC’s door*
MC: “Come in!”
Satan: “You seem much happier? Is everything okay now?”
MC: “Yeah! They apologized and explained they were being emotional and taking it out on me. It’s nice to see people can admit their wrong, that rarely happens on the internet.”
Satan: *smiling knowing he’s the one who sent that message the bully is long gone*
Satan: “That’s wonderful. Let me know if they or anyone else crosses the line like that again.”
MC: “I will. Thanks for buying me icecream.”
Satan: *smiling* “Anything for you.”
[Later at the Demon Lord’s Castle]
Diavolo: “My favorite dish! How delightful! Thank you Barbatos, you must be in a good mood today. May I ask what has you in such high spirits?”
Barbatos: “I simply had a bit of fun earlier.”
Diavolo: “Oh? I wish you’d invited me.”
Barbatos: “That certainly would’ve brought about the end of times.”
Diavolo: “What exactly did you do????”
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Nsfw ❤︎ Thinkin’ about sleepy sex with Satan ^_^
I’m talkin’ passionate and quiet sex, Satan reduced to just a tired, needy demon. Seeking comfort in his favorite human after a long day <3
You always make him feel safe, relaxed. Even his mind seems calmer when he’s with you, you feel like home to him.
Even better when he’s got you in his bed, spooning you from behind with his cock nestled inside your warm, welcoming pussy.
Slowly rocking his hips into yours, just the soft sound of skin on skin and the occasional soft moan of each other’s names. Satan’s lips kissing up and down your neck, whispering soft praise right by your ear. Nothing is rushed, just slow, soft movements while he hits your sweet spot each time he ruts into you.
Satan pulling you closer to his chest so he can moan right in your ear while thrusting just a little faster, one of his hands moving down to flick and rub your clit, begging with an almost broken whine of you name to cum with him, please, please, please!!!- in time with his thrusts. Ending in low moan while he tells you how good you did cumming with him. Promising he’ll help you clean up….soon….just….for a few more minutes stay like this, stay with him ♥︎
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men who may come off as distant within your relationship to others when the two of you are in public, but in private they cling onto you as if you're a flame and they're a moth.
men who always make sure your needs are satisfied before his. whether it be you getting more helpings of food before him, maybe you getting more warmth from the mess of blankets on your shared bed, or even sleeping in an uncomfortable decision for your sake.
men who act like a dog guarding their prized bone from wolves whenever someone looks at you in an inappropriate or stares at you for too long. who makes sure that the creep is far gone before you can notice that they were their in the first place.
men who let you decorate their faces with color-tinted kisses whenever you wear lipstick, and don't dare to wash it off until he has to get a bath later on. if they're feeling generous they'll let you place some hidden ones on their necks.
men who prepare you food in their spare time that makes your mouth water at the smell of it. who makes your favorite dishes no matter how difficult they are, and if the dish doesn't come out as he expected you can't help but give him a kiss for his efforts.
blade, wriothesley, ARTEM WING, xiao, WANDERER, kamisato ayato, TOMIOKA GIYU, obanai iguro, lucifer, megumi, veritas ratio, tighnari, sanemi shinazugawa, DILUC, pre-astral express dan heng + your favorites
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Can you do a fanfic of an MC who likes to play a game with the brothers where MC steals the easiest thing that they have on them (like Mammon’s glasses or if Lucifer is wearing glasses, they take them) and the brothers have to chase them around to get them back? It’s all good fun and they know they’re joking haha
hi! yes, of course!! another fun idea!!
please enjoy!
Mc strikes again!
Lucifer was enjoying his coffee at the table with his daily newspaper, casually reading like he did every morning. He got downstairs early in order to enjoy the peace and quiet it brough to his routine. Everyone knew this, because when they arrived downstairs, he was always about halfway done with the paper and his coffee at that point.
It was the perfect time to strike. Before he knew it, Lucifer's reading glasses were swiped right off his nose by a pair of hands he would know anywhere. He did nothing to stop the mischievous human who he could hear running down the hall in their socks, giggling the whole way. He couldn't finish reading the paper without them, so, with a small grin, he got up to chase after them.
Lucifer was sure the entire house heard them, and at one point Mc smacked straight into Beel and after apologizing, kept running. He had also been awake for a while, thanks to his morning workout routine, but left Mc and his older brother to their own devices. Finally, the chase ended when Mc tried to get into their own room to shut the door behind them, but the door was locked. Lucifer triumphantly took his glasses back, in exchange for a kiss. He gave them a lighthearted scolding, and before going back to the dining room, unlocked their door for them. Next time, Lucifer would be more prepared for a surprise attack from Mc.
Later that day, Mc did the same thing to Belphie and his pillow. He was, of course, asleep during their scuffle with Lucifer, so he had no clue what was about to hit him. While he was taking his third afternoon nap, they snuck up and attempted to yank the pillow out from under him. While they knew he had a strong grip while asleep since they had been the victim of his many naps, while he had fallen asleep while holding them, they still thought they'd be able to steal away with the pillow.
They were severely wrong. As much as they tugged and tugged, they couldn't get it to budge at all. When they thought they'd gotten a little bit of leeway, Belphie grabbed them by the arm and yanked them into a cuddle. After he knowingly questioned them on what they were doing, Mc tried their best to pretend they were doing nothing, but failed. As a toll for attempting to snatch his pillow, Belphie made them cuddle with him until he was sure they'd learnt his lesson.
They tried the other brothers, but failed and eventually decided to just try the easiest target: Mammon.
Later that week, they tried the glasses trick on Mammon while he was scrolling on Devilgram. That was much easier than trying to steal from Lucifer or Belphie because Mammon had such a soft spot for Mc. They asked for several things, all of which he complied to. He had to He could've just snatched them back and played the same chasing game but, he loved them. He cared about them, so even if his glasses weren't at stake, he would do it. He actually had spares he could grab, but he'd do anything for you.
It was a good day to be Mc, surrounded by some of the most powerful demons in the Devildom, yet they would do the silliest things for them.
#i know this is short but I'm still busy with my video game!!#apologies!! wanted to put something out rather than nothing again#obey me#obey me!#obey me x reader#obey me lucifer#obey me satan#obey me mammon#obey me asmo#obey me beel#obey me levi#obey me belphie#obey me shall we date#obey me! shall we date#omswd
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Toy
dom!bottom!ftm boss x sub!top!masc reader
Includes an extra with a professor character
Characters can be imagined as anyone. Such as: Diavolo, Lucifer, Ayato, Diluc, Kaeya, Kunikida, Dazai etc
authority kink go brrrr
General CW: Non-Con or Dub-Con, Dom/Sub
CW: Non-Con, Orgasm Denial, Creampie
Your boss calls you in during lunch so you can fuck him. He has you do whatever you want him to, and you're not allowed to complain. You wanted to eat lunch today? Shut up and eat his pussy, that's your lunch. You're thirsty too? That's fine, he'll squirt in your mouth. You're talking too much? He’ll have to gag you with his tie or his (gloved) fingers.
You’re too tired to keep going? Too bad, you stop when he says so. Aw, you don't like being treated like this? Even though your only purpose is to be his toy? Looks like he'll have to teach you how to properly treat your boss
You're tied to your boss’ chair, slacks and underwear sunk down to your ankles. He's naked from the waist down and sitting on your lap, just an inch away from the hard cock he's been jerking off for ages now. He hasn't let you come once, and he won't until he's satisfied. “Please-” You whimper as he denies yet another orgasm from you. “I- I’m sorry-” Your whimpers are like music to his ears. He smirks and pulls his hand away, replacing it with his warmth. His pussy embraces your weeping cock with ease. “You’re mine, my toy.” He says as he rides you. “Say it.” He orders.
“I’m yo- your toy..” You reply.
He grins. “That's a good boy.” He wraps his arms around you and bounces on your length. He moans out shamelessly, not caring for whoever hears. Everyone in the building knows about your relationship anyway. But they have no idea that your boss is taking advantage of you, using you like a toy for his own pleasure. You warn him that you're about to come, succumbing to the pleasure. He smirks and moves faster, he loves feeling your cum inside him. It's a safe day anyway. You throw your head back and come, pumping him full of your seed as you have your long awaited orgasm. He keeps moving despite your sensitivity, chasing his own orgasm. He has much more stamina than you do, you're in for a long day.
Puppy
dom!bottom!ftm!yandere teacher x sub!top!masc reader
CW: Non/Dub-Con, Teacher/Student, Cunnilingus, Praise
Your professor fell in love with you at first sight, your looks inducing many wet dreams and a lot of masturbation sessions. He needed to have you, and he decided he'd take you by any means necessary. You're too cute to not make an advance on.
If you're not going to be willing, that's okay. He has a plan B. Plan B being, he’ll simply just kidnap you.
Your grades for [Subject] have gotten worse and worse each day and you have no idea why. You thought you were pretty good at it, but you've failed everything you've been assigned. You’ll have to retake the course next semester if you fail, which can't happen. So you went to your professor for help. Your only option for extra credit is to satisfy him sexually. You were desperate so of course you agreed.
He looks down at you with half lidded eyes, moaning as you suck on his t-dick and finger his cunt. “Doing so well..” He whispers. You keep on going, pleasing your professor with your mouth and hands knowing you have no other choice. “‘M gonna come, puppy-” He warns, hips jerking upwards as he reaches his peak. You help him ride it out before pulling away. “Did I tell you to stop?” He frowns. You immediately go back in between his legs and lap at his entrance, swallowing his cum and slick. “Good boy.” He wraps his legs around you and rolls his hips, basically fucking your face with his pussy. He rolls his head back and grins, hand placed on the back of your head to keep you in place. It's gonna be a while until he's satisfied, you’ll be lucky if he lets you breathe.
#wicks🕯shorts#top male reader#male reader#oc x male reader#original character x reader#oc smut#male reader smut#genshin smut#genshin impact smut#dark content#tw noncon#obey me smut#tw dubcon#smut#masc reader#x reader smut#sub male reader#bsd smut#bsd x male reader#bungo stray dogs smut#🕯️OC
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MC: I swear the bottle is landing on me more than anyone else. Which one of you is doing this?
Asmo: Doesn't matter, MC, truth or dare!
MC: Tru-
Levi: You cannot choose truth five times in a row, MC! That's cheating!
MC: No what's shady is that the bottle landed on me 5/8 times! Ugh ...
MC: Okay fine. Dare.
Mammon: I dare you to give me 3000 Grimm for-
Levi: Mammon you were disqualified the first time you dared me to do that.
Asmo: And Levi gave the dares last 3 times so it's my turn!
Levi: Oh no.
Mammon: Oi! If it's anything dirty we won't allow it!
Asmo: I dare you to kiss the hottest person in the room.
MC: ...okay hold on then. *takes out DDD and calls someone*
Solomon: *on video in MC's phone* Oh hello, MC... Hope you started the game already, I'm so sorry I'm running late because-
MC: *kisses the screen* That's okay, take your time.
Solomon: .... Oh?
Brothers: .....
MC: It was for a dare.
Levi: The dare was to kiss someone inside the room, MC...
MC: Why else do you think I video called him?
Solomon: I can just teleport there and you can do it again.
#obey me#obey me solomon#obey me mammon#obey me levi#obey me asmo#obey me crack#this is the kinda shit my mc would do-#obey me shorts
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PDA - kissing their cheeks (the demon brothers)
What happens when MC decides to kiss their cheek around others? It couldn't possibly go wrong, right?
(Lucifer x gn!MC) (Mammon x gn!MC) (Leviathan x gn!MC) (Satan x gn!MC) (Asmodeus x gn!MC) (Beelzebub x gn!MC) (Belphegor x gn!MC)
(Suggestive)
Word Count: +4,200 (oh no wonder it took me a while. Mammon got a longer one because things occur, I guess)
Lucifer
Lucifer had another late night in his study yesterday, and it left him a tired husk of a demon. He was even nodding off in the middle of his meeting with Diavolo and Barbatos. Asmo and Mammon were in attendance as well, and their pointless questions gave Lucifer a cover to send you a message.
Your screen lit up: Could you bring coffee to the student council room for me at your earliest convenience? Black, iced if they have it. I’ll make it up to you later. You sent back an “ok” sticker and informed him that your class would end in 15 minutes.
When you arrived at the council room, the meeting had temporarily concluded while Diavolo held another meeting with the head of the art department about an upcoming student showcase. In Diavolo’s absence, Asmo had decided to paint his nails while Mammon was on his phone – no doubt attempting to check his recent bets. Barbatos was the only one getting any work done.
Mephisto, who had entered shortly after Diavolo departed, had taken the opportunity to whine to Lucifer about the newspaper’s budget, despite Lucifer’s half-conscious attempt to inform him that Satan had approved the paperwork that Diavolo signed off on. This had nothing to do with Lucifer. Luckily, Mephisto was too wrapped up in his complaints to notice that Lucifer had once again nodded off.
You walked straight to Lucifer – not even stopping as you returned Asmo’s cheery greeting with a soft, “good afternoon, Asmo.”
Mephisto turned around at the sound of your voice. “Second human.”
You assumed he intended to rank you under Solomon. While it was true that Solomon was more powerful than you, Mephisto could at least learn to use your name, so you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine. “Ugly tie demon.”
If Lucifer was awake, he would have chuckled. You noticed his even breath and his closed eyes. It was a rare and rather adorable sight, but you figured you should wake him up before anyone noticed. This was the sort of sight Mammon would try to exploit for money (and Asmo for likes, and Barbatos would share a picture with Diavolo just because he could). You set the drink down to the side and leaned in to kiss his cheek.
A soft moan left Lucifer’s mouth as he reluctantly opened his eyes. In a daze, he smiled at you, attempting to look seductive, but he only managed to appear cuter than before.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” you teased, but it didn’t wipe the smile from his face. What did that was Mephisto’s subsequent annoyance upon realizing that Lucifer had been ignoring him.
“You no-good, arrogant bastard. How dare you fall asleep while I’m talking to you about important matters!”
Lucifer had enough of Mephisto for the day. He got to his feet and walked to the other side of his desk. Grabbing his coffee in one hand and your hand in the other, Lucifer sighed and turned towards Barbatos. “I need some fresh air. I’ll be back in 20. Alert me if Lord Diavolo returns before that or if you find my presence is necessary.”
“Understood.” Barbatos nodded.
Lucifer ignored Asmo’s whining about how jealous he was and Mammon and Mephisto’s insults as he pulled you out of the room with him. With their noise in the distance, and comfort in the fact that Barbatos would not allow anyone to disturb his break unless necessary, Lucifer chuckled.
“Thank you for that. You went through the trouble of getting me coffee, but nothing restores my energy like you do. Will you help me wake up until I have to return?”
Mammon
It had been a long, shitty week, and Mammon could tell you were running on empty. The way you walked to school was as if every movement was an unimaginable effort. He wanted to ask if you needed to take a break, but he didn’t want to bring any unnecessary attention to your slow pace that morning; if it was him, he would be mortified – but he would also be so happy that you noticed. That made his decision even harder. Maybe he should just say something? Or maybe he should just do something to help you out? He could try to carry you the rest of the way to school. Hell, the Great Mammon could carry Beel when he needed to – certainly he could handle his favorite human. His mind raced in his indecision.
To his absolute awe, you both arrived at school – on time and without a single complaint from you. If he was having a bad week, no doubt he would be talking your ear off about it. Did you not trust him? No, just chill Mammon, he thought to himself. Focus on them today.
After you completed your classes, you returned home with Mammon. He had been almost suspiciously well-behaved today – he even stopped a fight between Asmo and Levi. You could question him, but you were too grateful to care. When you stepped into the entrance of the House of Lamentation, Mammon dragged you directly to his room and pulled you into his bed. It smelled like him.
“Why?” you asked, only half-concerned about the answer.
“Shush. I want ya to take a nap for me, ‘kay?” Mammon laid you down on his pillows and gently stroked your hair. “You’ve done such a good job. The Great Mammon’s gonna show ya a good time tonight – but ya gotta rest first.”
That would have sounded like such a lewd offer if he hadn’t said it in such a tender voice – and if you weren’t so comforted by his touch. Mammon eased you into sleep, and when you woke up, there was an outfit laying at the end of the bed. All the clothes appeared to be yours, but Mammon had styled it for you.
Mammon entered the room with a sandwich and a large bottle of sparkling water. “Happy to see ya awake. Ya hungry? Eat this before we go.”
“Where are we going?”
“Somewhere fun – just trust me and stop askin’ questions, alright?”
“Okay,” you nodded, “I trust you.”
Mammon tried to hide his smile as he handed you the food and unscrewed the cap on the bottle before giving it to you. As you ate, he changed – noticeably grabbing clothes that would match the outfit he picked out for you. He glanced back and saw you staring at him. Something about having your eyes on his half-naked body delighted him, but this wasn’t the time.
“Oi, if ya want a show, pay up. Otherwise, finish eatin’ and get changed.”
You followed his orders. Upon further inspection, not all the items laid out on the bed were yours. Mammon had set a gold bracelet on top of your clothes.
“Mammon, this isn’t mine,” you told him.
“Lemme see.” You handed him the bracelet. He gently grabbed your wrist and put it on for you. “Is now.”
Mammon was careful to sneak you out of the house without anyone noticing. You held your questions until you arrived at a club. You heard music blasting from outside the door.
It had been a while since Mammon had taken you out – and even longer since you had danced, especially with him. Maybe the movement was cathartic. Maybe watching Mammon dance by your side – and occasionally feeling him grind on you – simply made you happy. Maybe you felt adored when he kept his eyes and hands on you. You couldn’t stop smiling, and Mammon noticed.
“Feelin’ better?” he asked.
You wrapped your arms around him and kissed his cheek in the middle of the dance floor. “Thank you, Mammon.”
Someone had to have seen that, right? Mammon was as thrilled as he was embarrassed, but he tried to play it cool.
“Good.” Mammon offered you a shy smile. “Wanna get outta here?”
“Are you bored or something?”
“Nah. Nothin’ like that.” Mammon shook his head and brought his lips right up to your ear so only you would hear him when he whispered, “I wanna take ya back to my room and show ya an even better time.”
A kiss on the cheek wasn’t enough. He needed more of you.
Leviathan
“Why did I have to come to school today?” Levi asked – rhetorically, of course.
“Because you can’t do a lab from your room at home,” Satan replied, annoyed by Levi’s complaining. Levi knew the drill by now, so there was no point in asking.
“How is it my fault that RAD isn’t equipped to do remote labs? We should have more otaku-friendly courses.”
“How ‘bout you shuddup and do classwork like the rest of us?” Mammon rolled his eyes.
“If I did classwork like you, I’d be failing all of my classes.”
“I mean, you’re not too far from that,” Belphie added, only half awake. That was uncalled for, but Levi took it without protest. Belphie was the only slacker with good grades, after all.
“Enough,” you sighed.
You sympathized with Levi for not wanting to show up in class. He was an indoor-demon – so long as the “door” part of “indoor” was his door specifically and maybe your door on occasion. Maybe you were being soft on him, but you didn’t care. All you really cared about was Levi not feeling bad about being a shut-in. The longer this conversation went on, the more likely it was that someone was going to say something cruel.
Determined to cheer Levi up and reward his effort, you pat his head and leaned in to kiss his cheek. “I’m very proud of you for coming into class today, Levi.”
Levi’s eyes widened and his face burned. He screamed – and he was only partially muffled when he buried his face into his arms at his desk. You kissed him. You kissed him – in front of an entire class of demons and Solomon, no less. Levi wasn’t sure if he was going to die from embarrassment or if he just had his social battery supercharged. His arms were hiding his huge smile as well as his blushing cheeks.
He could nearly taste the jealousy in the room. For once, it wasn’t coming from him. It had been so long since anyone was jealous of him that he forgot how amazing it felt to be envied, especially when he was being envied because you kissed him. Just a minute ago, Levi was anxious and upset about having to leave the comfort of his room today, and now he was overjoyed and wouldn’t change a thing about the day so far – although he knew he still had plenty of time to ruin it.
While Levi took a minute to calm himself down, you waved off any protests and complaints about you kissing Levi’s cheek. You also had to shut down the incoming requests for a reward from you – including Asmo telling you that if you offered him a reward, he would be such a good boy.
Levi clung to your side throughout the lab, glaring at anyone who got within a foot of you. He wondered what kind of reward you might be willing to give him if he went to school for the rest of the week – or if he got a good grade on this lab. He wanted to make you proud. He wanted you to kiss and touch him more.
Satan
It was a rare sight to see Satan not reading in the library. He was on his phone, and that look of joy on his face meant one thing: he was watching cat videos again. You came up behind him and leaned over his shoulder before wrapping your arms around his neck. If it had been anyone else, Satan would have been irritated – and a violent outcome would have been a possibility.
“Having fun?” you asked him.
“MC, I was just about to send you this video. Have you ever heard of a sand cat?” Satan didn’t even wait for your response before he restarted the video for you. “Look at their big ears! Do you think that the person filming was able to pet them? I wouldn’t be able to resist.”
You watched the adorable beige cat scurry across the screen. Normally, you would entertain Satan’s love of cats, but that grin on his face distracted you.
“There are so many cats that I want to pet. I wonder if I could summon one,” he mused.
“So cute,” you whispered into his ear before placing a kiss on his cheek. You could hear him gulp hard.
“The cats or –” Satan paused, choked up on his shock and embarrassment, “or me?”
“Both.” You kissed his cheek again.
He was comfortable with you wrapping your arms around him, but he hadn’t expected you to kiss him. Twice, even. His face burned as he felt a demon, who had previously been studying, staring at him.
From behind you, you heard another demon ask her friend, “did that human just kiss Satan?”
“Oh my, how scary. They must be brave to attempt that.”
“I think that’s Solomon’s apprentice.”
“I don’t know if that makes it better or worse.”
“Me either, but it makes sense, right? Someone like that has to be brave.”
“I don’t care how hot Satan is, I’d never have the nerve.”
“He must like them a lot.”
You wondered if they knew how loud they were speaking. You turned their conversation topic to Satan, teasingly, “well, do you?”
“What do you think?” Satan set his phone down on the table and made room for you to sit on his lap at the desk. He pat his thigh, expectantly. “Well?”
Ignoring your concerns about the library chairs not being built for two people (luckily, they were surprisingly sturdy) and the few added stares from demons around you, including someone who was definitely in your Seductive Speechcraft class, you took Satan up on his offer. His arms engulfed you, and his chin came to rest on your shoulder.
“You didn’t answer me. Do you think I like you?” Satan whispered seductively against your neck.
“Of course.”
“Wrong.” Satan clicked his tongue. “I don’t like you – I adore you. I love you more than anyone. Now, can we watch cute cats while your cute lover holds you?”
“Of course,” you repeated your previous answer.
“Good. But MC?” Satan dropped his tone and whispered, “when we get home, it looks like I’ll have to show you exactly how strong my feelings are for you.”
Asmodeus
You were comfortably settled into a window nook in a quiet part of the library, trying to read the book that Satan had lent you the other day, but when Asmo stumbled upon you, he decided to disturb your peace. You couldn’t really be annoyed with him, though, when he took a spot next to you and gave you that charming smile of his.
No, what annoyed you was that as you continued to read, Asmo was trying to get a picture with you. You didn’t want your picture taken.
“MC, lean in, come on! You could be at least a little affectionate with me,” Asmo demanded. He was usually spoiled with affection; it wasn’t as if you had been particularly neglectful of him. His whining – and his presence in the library in general – was starting to attract attention.
Eager to appease him, and in the hopes of not attracting anymore onlookers, you pulled Asmo a bit closer and rested your chin on his shoulder. As he adjusted the angle of his camera, you kissed his cheek. Asmo managed to snap the picture, and he immediately checked it – in part to see if it was good, because this was definitely going up on Devilgram, but also to make sure that you had really just kissed his cheek. He wasn’t just dreaming.
He turned with a smirk and hopped into your lap. If you had been in a chair, you probably would have fallen. Instead, Asmo pushed your back gently against the wall and started kissing you all over your face and neck, whispering about how adorable you are between kisses. It felt impossible for Asmo to hold back. He kissed your lips once. Twice. He couldn’t seem to stop, and it wasn’t long before he was making out with you.
One of the problems with Asmo was that he was an amazing kisser – which usually wasn’t an issue. But right now, the feeling of his lips on you made it hard to care about any onlookers. He was all you could think about – until his phone rang next to your leg on the seat.
Asmo pulled away, irked by the interruption. His fingertips teasingly traced down your thigh as he lowered his hands to grab his phone. The name on the screen didn’t ease his annoyance, and he reluctantly accepted the call.
“What do you want, Mammon?” Asmo placed one hand on the wall behind you and held his phone to his ear with the other. As irritating a distraction as this was, Asmo was determined to shower you in affection, so he lowered himself to your neck and began to kiss and suck at your skin.
“Get the fuck outta the library, Asmo.” You heard Mammon screaming through the phone. Did Asmo have to keep the phone so close to you? You were already trying to keep it down because you were in the library, and now there was a chance that Mammon would hear even the smallest moan you made.
“Why?” Asmo asked between kissing your neck.
“Someone’s live streaming you and MC! It’s up on DevilTube right now. 500-some people are watchin’.”
Still focused on your neck, Asmo wanted to shrug it off with a “let them watch” and keep going – as long as you were into it, at least. However, another voice boomed in the background of Mammon’s call. “Meet me in the student council room, immediately – both of you.”
Lucifer. Now it was serious. The line dropped and Asmo sat up.
“Show’s over,” Asmo said – mostly to you, but also loud enough for anyone nearby (especially a particular live streaming voyeur) to hear. He helped you to your feet and sighed. “Sorry, darling. I got us in trouble again. I couldn’t resist.”
You had a long lecture ahead, but Asmo promised to make it up to you. At the end of the night, you both were of the same mind: worth it.
Beelzebub
Beelzebub was determined to win his match when you told him that you were coming to watch. It wasn’t like he would have been embarrassed to lose in front of you – he had lost in front of you before, but knowing you were going to watch him lit a fire in Beel. He wanted to win more than ever.
All his effort was worth it when he spotted you among the cheering crowd. He rushed to you after the final whistle blew.
“You were amazing, Beel.” You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed his cheek. Don’t worry, if you can’t reach, he’d pick you up. “Congratulations.”
Normally, Beel would feel self-conscious about you touching him after a match when he was coated in a layer of sweat, but right now, he was all smiles. You were so proud of his victory that you kissed him. He didn’t mind that his team members and the entire audience could see – that might have made it better. Sometimes, even Beel wanted to show off that you loved him.
His chuckle rang out in your ear. “Thank you, MC. Do you mind waiting up for me?”
“Of course not,” you held Beel’s face in your hands. “I wanted to go home with you.”
“Thanks,” Beel grinned. “Wait for me outside of the locker room. I’ll try to be quick.”
Beel was true to his word. He showered, changed, and hurried out to see you – taking just enough time to quickly congratulate his teammates before leaving. His teammates were used to a bit more talk about the ups and downs of their match from Beel, but after they saw you there, they knew exactly why Beel was in such a rush.
He spotted you in the hall immediately.
“Ready to go?” you asked with a smile.
“Yes – well, no. Not yet.” Beel furrowed his brows, and a faint blush painted his face. You tilted your head in confusion. “MC, can I kiss you back?”
He melted your heart. “Of course, you can, Beel.”
You expected a kiss on the cheek, but his lips met yours, instead. His hand slid up the side of your neck to your cheek. Beel had a tender touch that caused your skin to burn. Even when he caught you off guard, he was so sweet that you would let him do whatever he wanted. His tongue teased you slightly. The footsteps and chatter further down the hall didn’t cause either of you any hesitation. Both of your minds were clouded with desire, and who knows what would have happened if Beel’s stomach didn’t interrupt you with a loud growl.
Beel pulled away, embarrassed that his own stomach had betrayed him. There goes the mood. He gave you a sheepish, apologetic smile. “Sorry, can we get something to eat on the way home?”
“Don’t apologize. You must be starving after all that exercise.” You caressed his arm. “We can get food on the way back.”
“Good. I wanted to take you out on a date, anyway.” Beel took your hand and headed towards the exit.
“You did?”
“Yeah. You made me so happy when you kissed me earlier. I wanted to spend more time with you.”
“Beel.” You could feel your heart melting all over again.
Beel stopped in his tracks, and with his free hand, he tilted your chin towards him and ran his thumb across your lip. “Besides, we have to eat while we’re out. Once we get home, I want to focus all my attention on making you just as happy.”
Belphegor
No one could get Belphegor to wake up that morning. Beel had gotten him dressed in the same way one changes the clothes on a doll. Lucifer was determined to get him to school on time – even if that meant that he or Beel had to carry Belphie there themselves.
It was lucky, then, that you arrived to walk them to school. Lucifer pleaded (or at least in his own, prideful way, he was pleading) with you to help him wake Belphie up. He was already dressed, so there went the option of dumping water on him. Sometimes Belphie was a hassle, even for you, but other times, all it took was a simple trick.
Despite everyone watching on in anticipation, and Mammon rudely trying to make a bet against you – one which Levi and Satan gladly took him up on, you leaned down towards Belphegor’s ear and whispered, “it’s time to wake up, Belphie, please?” before you placed a kiss on his cheek. The protests came flooding in, as you expected. Belphegor moaned sweetly into your ear as he stirred from his sleep. He sat up to drape himself around your neck.
“Carry me, please?”
Asmo shrieked in response. “Belphie is so cute when he’s sleepy, but this is so unfair. Stop clinging to MC like that!”
“Don’t compliment that jerk for cozyin’ up to MC!”
“I’m so jealous. If I knew MC would kiss him, I would have stayed in bed, too.”
“If you spoil him MC, everyone in the house will start refusing to wake up,” Satan scolded you to mask his own jealousy.
“All of you, shut up and head downstairs,” Lucifer shouted. “We’re leaving in a minute – and if any of you attempt to sleep in tomorrow, I will tie you up and drag you to school myself – and we’ll take the roughest, most jagged paths to get there.”
That sent them all running, except for Beel. “I’ll grab you a snack from the kitchen before we go. You have to eat breakfast, Belphie.”
“Make it quick, please Beel,” Lucifer sighed. “Can I trust you to get him down the stairs and out of the door?”
“Of course.”
“Thank you,” Lucifer offered you a guilty smile – the kind a parent gives when someone else soothes their crying child in their stead.
Belphegor pulled you in tighter and rested his head on your shoulder.
“Oh no you don’t, you have to get to school.” You made a half-hearted attempt to push him away, but you caved and allowed him to snap back into the warmth of your body.
“I know. I was just thinking,” Belphegor hummed and nuzzled into your neck, “I wish you could wake me up like this every morning. Getting up wouldn’t be so bad if you were the first person I saw. It’d be even nicer if you were the last one before I went to sleep, too.”
You placed another kiss on his cheek. “That’s very sweet, Belphie. If you hurry off to class, maybe I’ll find a way to sneak you into my bed tonight.”
“You mean it?” Now he was alert. An adorable smile formed on his lips. You really knew how to incentivize a demon.
(the dateables version) | (the side characters version)
#lucifer#mammon#leviathan#satan#asmodeus#beelzebub#belphegor#gn!mc#obey me demon brothers#obey me short fic#obey me#obey me luficer#obey me mammon#obey me leviathan#obey me satan#obey me asmodeus#obey me beelzebub#obey me belphegor#shhh I'm hiding this in the tags but does anyone want some more Mephisto smut because I had an idea...
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lucifer being a big old softie for his baby bros
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MC: so I've been thinking-
Belphie: now that's dangerous...
MC:
Belphie:
MC: I regret the day I freed you
Belphie: hey, now that's offensiv-
#obey me shall we date#obey me short fic#obey me gn!reader#obey me leviathan#obey me barbatos#obey me mammon#obey me mc#obey me incorrect quotes#obey me lucifer#obey me#obey me belphie#obey me belphegor
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Lots of sad fics about MC inevitably getting older and dying, but consider this; accidental immortality? I’d like to imagine everyone getting stressed and worried because they know you’ll die in less than 100 years, and we all know how demons don’t really notice the passage of time in the same way that humans do, and it cracks me up to imagine the boys celebrating your 50th birthday to only just realise you’ve not aged a day since they met? satan peering at you in a perplexed way from across the dinner table as you reach forward with a perfectly youthful hand to cut the cake for everyone,for him to just reach out and grab your hand, inspecting it for signs of aging as mammon grumbles in the back about “hey, whaddya think ya doin’, chump? Ya ain’t their number one-“ to have him wave a hand to indicate silence as he looks at you with a harrowing gaze. “You’re 50, right? Shouldn’t you.. look…different?” His punctuated confusion just sets off a bomb in everyone else’s heads as they realise that truly, their darling mc hasn’t aged a day? How could anyone have not noticed? Cackling tbh
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me mc#obey me otome#obey me nightbringer#obey me brothers#headcannons#stupid short unformed ideas#take my headcannons#immortality au#haven’t quite ironed out what would give you longevity but it’s not hard to consider the prospect of pacts atleast lengthening your life#and you got some with some of the most powerful demons around
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Nsfw!
Something something, Lucifer likes feeling the ring of light his ring on your hand when you jerk him off-
Just…the way the warm metal feels rubbing up and down his cock, as you move in slow strokes. ‘n the way it digs in just a little when you squeeze your hand around him…really just feeling that you’re wearing his ring adds a sense of possessive pleasure running through his body…
#been awhile since I posted a random lunchtime thot jsjsjjs#ik this is short ‘n bad but I had to type the idea out! ‘kay bye!-#thots~#obey me!#obey me smut#obey me lucifer x reader#obey me lucifer#lucifer x reader#smut#x reader#lucifer x reader smut
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