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xythlia · 6 months

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⎙ 𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐄, 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐈𝐓 𝐇𝐎𝐓 !

› mammon x f!reader

› request for my mootie wif the best ideas <3 @aestrayla I hope u don't mind I took some creative liberties but u know something like that would make him SNAP ajdhsks

warnings : squirting, talking about making reader a mommy (not sorry), creampie, mating press, semi rough sex, aggressive mammon, possessiveness, hickies/biting, dacriphilia, breeding

"Uh, hey- wait what is that?"

Your eyes rolled back in your head, breath coming in short bursts in between drawn out moans of his name.

The tinny voice coming from somewhere by your head barely registers in your brain, your field of vision dominated by Mammon as he laid over you between your legs.

"I dunno if you're busy or something but I was calling to talk..."

The way Mammons teeth flash as his lips pull back in a possessive snarl makes something ignite deep inside your tummy. One hand finds your face, gripping your jaw while he forces you to look in his eyes, full of something primal that makes your heart beat erratically, not get distracted by your phone.

You hadn't seen it, but he definitely did catch the way your ex's name flashed across the screen right as he'd slid inside you, pushed your legs up to make sure you felt every inch of his cock as it pushed inside your soaked cunt. You'd been messing around in his bed after a movie marathon, your phone had been the one thing not tossed onto the floor as you both got caught up in each other.

Seeing it turned his mind into a flood of red. How dare some scum sucking human guy call you up? Doesn't he know you belong to him? And what the hell were you doing keeping an ex saved in your phone? Don't you know who you belong to? Without thinking he'd slid his finger to answer the call.

Mammons lips brush against yours, shushing your cries and his hips stop moving, keeping his throbbing cock inside you as you squirm.

"Answer him, baby." A whisper of a growl.

Your eyes gape, full of confusion as he lets go of your jaw, pulling away ever so slightly.

He can see the panic dancing across your previously pleasure drunk face.

"Yeah, sorry I'm- I'm really busy-" you struggle through the words.

"Okay," he pauses briefly. "I mean we can talk more later but I was thinking about you, us, you know? I miss you. I was wondering if you'd wanna give it another try?"

The question sits like a loaded gun in the room.

Your eyes are wild, hands scrabbling above your head fumbling for your phone but Mammon beats you to it. Snatching it up as you whine.

Mammon pulls nearly all the way out of you, feeling the way you clench around him in a desperate attempt to get him to stay. The swollen tip of his cock is all that stays nestled inside you. Gently he sets back on his heels, his other hand finding your pussy as he feigns absentmindedness while slowly circling your clit.

In a tone that makes you shiver and squeeze your eyes shut he starts speaking.

"Don't think so, man. She's too busy about to become a mom."

At that, coupled with a hard press of his index on your aching clit, a particularly hoarse groan is pulled from deep inside your chest.

"What the fuck, hey who is this dickhead?" Your ex's voice takes on a hard edge but it doesn't even register to you, not with your head pressed back against the pillows and your hips rolling upwards to chase Mammons touch.

"Ya heard me, but why don't I let her tell you herself?" He mocks, setting the phone right above your head as his hands dig into your hips in a bruising grip before he slams his hips back against you. The force of it makes you gasp and almost choke on your own spit.

But he can't stop himself now, forearms planting themselves firmly on either side of your face, lips devouring yours. It's sloppy, almost animalistic the way he pounds you into the mattress.

Your head is spinning and you've all but forgotten that there's someone else listening to you right now. There's no space in your mind for that, not when Mammons pace is so brutal and the only thing you can do is claw at his back in a weak effort to anchor yourself.

"Fuck," he pants, "Ya wanna be a mommy?" A smirk paints his face as he nuzzles his nose against the side of your neck, licking and sucking against the thin skin like his life depended on it.

You whine, burying your fingers in his snowy hair. The question makes your mind short out, like an electrical wire snapping and spraying sparks in its wake. You open your mouth but all that comes out is an incoherent mess, cries of his name as you frantically reach down and grip the backs of your thighs to pull them up, your moans reaching a fever pitch as you feel his cock prod even deeper.

Letting go of your neck with a soft pop he finds your lips again, biting on your bottom lip and drinking down your cries like they're the finest wine in any realm.

After a hard nip to the swollen flesh he breaths out against your mouth, "Wanna hear you say it."

Tears slip down the sides of your face, you feel the odd wetness of them pooling against your ears as you sob eagerly. "I wanna be a mommy- please-!"

Your voice gets cut off in a squeal as he takes control of your legs, pushing them so far against your chest it makes you wheeze. He grunts against the feeling of your pussy clamping down on him, your slick walls throbbing and just begging to milk him. With your mouth dropped open in a silent wail Mammon feels something warm spray against his abdomen.

But still his hips keep thrusting against you, balls twitching every time they slap against your ass. He can feel the way he's clenching his jaw so hard his teeth might break. Seeing your slack jawed tear stained face and feeling the way you cling on to his shoulders so pathetically finally slows him down.

With a few long, deep thrusts he stills inside you, relishing in the way your pussy is practically sucking in the warm thick cum spurting inside you. It's confirmation, in his mind, that now he's gotta commit to this.

In a fleeting second of awareness his eyes slide from your cockdrunk face to your phone. The screen is dark.

With a grin that oozes smug satisfaction he captures your lips again in a slow, burning kiss, tongue sliding against yours languidly.

Dragging his spit covered lips to kiss along your jaw his hips gingerly start moving again, prompting a low whine from you as your eyes flutter open.

His hands reach under you, cupping your ass and holding you open for him. "Gotta make sure it takes, right?"

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hauntedhokage · 6 months

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birthday boy

Diavolo/F!MC (no y/n)

summary: Even on his birthday, Diavolo works himself to the point of stress. But that’s where you come in.

word count: 2.3k

warnings: explicit sexual content (minors/ageless blogs DNI), non explicit depiction of thigh riding, semi-public office sex, m!receiving oral, unprotected sex, reader wears Diavolo’s shirt and gets carried by Diavolo (but he’s like massive and a strong powerful demon so he’s one size fits all), Dia calls reader “princess”

note: this is also dedicated to the other birthday bitch @silverrings-n-prettythings, have some demon prince smut and your cake babes

Waking up alone wasn’t abnormal, but usually the bed would be warm still and this morning it wasn’t- which constituted a major problem. Your auburn haired prince was not in bed, and based on how cold his side of the bed was you could tell that he had been out of bed for a while. That was, if he had even come to bed at all during the night.

And today was his birthday, which was supposed to be a day for him to be celebrated and not drown himself in paperwork. He wouldn’t even enjoy the day if he was exhausted, and that’s the thought that has you sliding from the large bed in search of your sweet prince.

You don’t have to look far; the door to his study is cracked open and soft music is coming from the room, telling you that he was definitely in there working, instead of anything truly fun. The sight of him hunched over the desk, pen furiously scribbling away in his notebook while surrounded by stacks of paper taller than you were, was pretty depressing.

“Did you go to sleep at all, birthday boy?” you ask as you shut the door to his study behind you, bringing his attention up from the papers for only a moment to take you in before he’s looking back down.

“I got some rest.”

“A fifteen minute nap in your chair isn’t rest, Diavolo,” you argue, coming to stand behind his chair and placing your hands on his shoulders. They were so tense, you hate how much stress he carried at all times. He didn’t deserve that at all. “At this rate you’ll kill yourself before you fully take the throne.”

“You sound like Barbatos, my love.”

“That’s how you know it’s a good point.”

“Maybe so,” he murmurs around a sigh, looking up over his shoulder to see you looking down at him with a concerned frown. “I left you all alone in that big bed, I’m sorry.”

“You had a lot to do, I get it.” And you do, even if you will never fully understand the position he’s in. He’s doing this because he feels he has to, considering the massive shoes he has to fill, and you can respect the effort even if you don’t like it. “But you need to take a break, baby. I’m sure Barbatos is up, maybe he can fix you some tea. I’ll go-“

“No, please stay here with me. I’d like to make up for leaving you high and dry last night.”

“You’re busy.”

“I need a break.” He counters while pulling you around to stand in front of him. You looked so cute in his nightshirt, better than he did in the silky garment, and he knew you weren’t wearing anything underneath by how your nipples poked through in the chilled air of his study. Another careful pull of your hand has you off balance enough that he could guide you to straddle his thigh easily, and the warmth of your arousal that he felt through his slacks makes him smile as you steady yourself using his shoulders.

“I’d like for you to use me to get yourself off. I’m all yours.”

“I’m saving your cock for later, then. You can have your present later if right now is about me.”

“You’re the greatest gift I could ask for,” he whispers, smiling when you kiss him as your hips begin their slow work of riding his thigh. It would be a wonderful start to the day, but you were definitely going to find more time for him to get some breaks during the day.

He doesn’t even make it to lunchtime before he’s dozing off. Not that anyone would say something bad about the future Demon King falling asleep during a class on curses, especially not on his birthday, but you certainly had plenty to say and intended to do so when he guided you into the Student Council chambers under the guise of needing to talk to you about "official business".

“You need to go home and rest, Diavolo.” Comes out of your mouth before he’s got the chance to say anything, and you watch as he slumps into the chair that was normally occupied by Lucifer during meetings. “You never fall asleep during class.”

“I was actually hoping you’d let me have you excused from the rest of your classes to help with some paperwork from the House of Lords.” That wasn’t what you wanted to hear, and the way you cross your arms over your chest makes him sigh tiredly while running a hand through his hair. “Please.”

“Can’t any of this wait until after the Devildom holiday that is Prince Diavolo’s birthday?”

“It’s not a holiday.”

“It is to me.” You hop onto the long table, your eyes fixed on his as he watches you. He was more interested in your skirt than your face, but you did tuck your panties behind the pocket square in his breast pocket before class started so you knew he was most interested in the fact that you weren’t wearing any underwear. “You should’ve just canceled classes, it’s not like you'll be awake for the rest of them, anyway.”

“We take a break now, you help me with these papers, and then during the last class hour I promise to take a nap.”

“Pinky promise?” Your extended hand curls so only your pinky finger is held in front of him, a playful grin on your face as he lets out a laugh of his own. The little things you brought to him from the human world never failed to amaze and amuse him, and pinky promises always brought some light to his day. “You can’t break a pinky promise.”

“I never would,” he assures, locking his pinky around your own and bringing your joined digits to his lips to kiss them. “May I ask why your panties were that wet, princess?”

“Was just thinking about you and how handsome you are and how I could reward you for all your hard work. It is your birthday, after all.”

“I have an idea, if you’re open to it here.” He’s palming himself through his trousers, the bulge there already prominent as he watches you watch him. “I’m already so hard it hurts.”

“And why, dear prince, is that the case?”

“You, my love. Only ever and always you.” He’s such a romantic, carefully helping you off of the table only to pout when you don’t follow his prompting to get onto his lap. That could wait, and you know that he knows what’s on your mind once you’re slowly lowering to your knees between his spread legs. “You spoil me.”

“It’s your day to be spoiled.” He undoes the fastenings of his pants for you, and you know your eyes light up when his erection springs to life once it's been freed from its confinements. The chamber doors don’t lock, which provides a bit of risk to the situation at hand but you also know that only two people would willingly walk into the Student Council chambers without there being a meeting called and both Lucifer would immediately turn around and leave at the sight of you leaving a trail of kisses along the cock of the Prince of the Devildom. Barbatos would handle whatever business needed handling, then leave with a pat to both your heads and reassurance that he’d keep everyone else out until you both were ready to be around others.

You wish you could take a picture of how pretty Diavolo looks when you’re sucking him off. How he’d watch with adoration as you took every bit of him that you could into your mouth and throat, how he liked to look you in the eyes and tell you how wonderfully made for him that you were that you could take him so well with minimal struggle. How even when he was keeping your head down on his shaft until you needed him to let you up to breathe, the look on his face is one of pure adoration and reverence as he takes you in.

“Please, I’d like to cum inside you. Let you carry me with you for the rest of the day, then after the party I can fill you again.”

“Are you going to come to bed tonight?” you ask, raising an eyebrow when he gives you a nervous smile. “I’m not going to let you fuck me after your birthday party if we’re not sleeping together tonight. And you deserve a full night of rest.”

What you get in return is his pinky extended towards you, and you lock yours around his as you stand.

“I promise, my love, that I will come to bed tonight and sleep with you through the night. Not leaving until you do.”

“Pinky promises hit a bit different with your dick out, prince charming.” He laughs, but still kisses your joined fingers when you lean in to do the same, his free hand coming to you back to push you into him. You’re grateful you opted for the skirt today instead of pants, allowing for no restriction to stop you from lining his tip up with your already dripping entrance.

“You’re already so wet for me. Does sucking me off get you going that much?”

“You have no idea. You’re so fucking pretty, birthday boy,” you comment as you sink down onto his length, carefully nipping at his bottom lip when he grins at you. “My pretty prince.”

“And you’re my beautiful princess, the sweetest girl in the three worlds.” You both release a mutual sigh of pleasured relief when you’re fully seated on his length. “Stay for a moment, please.”

“As long as you’d like.”

“I think I’ll take tomorrow off,” he murmurs, his thumb coming to rest on your clit and rubbing lazy circles that have your walls fluttering around him. “Keep you in bed with me all day, just like this. Maybe we can read a little, listen to some records, but this is what I know I need.”

“Cockwarming?”

“You.” The correction comes with a kiss, and you’re smiling against his lips as you start to ride him. Your pace is easy, slow and careful considering you have very little to worry about. Sound didn’t escape this room, so nobody would hear your prince when he started to get loud and come investigating. “Fuck, just you.”

Your hand finds itself on the back of his head, fingers interwoven in the soft auburn locks as he kisses along your jawline while your hips roll into his. And he’s talking, tired babbles whispering to you how much he loves you, how wonderful you are, how good you feel, how badly he can’t wait to do this all over again all day tomorrow until he has to stop. Your stamina wasn’t the same as his, considering your difference in biology, and that was something that he had to learn the hard way to keep in mind as he fucks you.

“Fuck, princess,” he groans, pressing his face into the crook of your neck as the grip on your hips grew tighter. He’s no longer letting you simply ride him, now rocking his hips up into yours to meet your pace. “Gonna cum for me? Gonna cum so I can fill you with mine?”

You can only nod, your own hand tightening in his hair to keep him close while he fucks up into you. You can hear the chair’s groans of protest to the frantic movements happening, barely registering Diavolo’s desperate babbles into your skin, and you know that you’re talking but you can’t hear the words tumbling from your lips into his shoulder as the coil in your gut continues to tighten.

“That’s it, princess. You can do it, please cum for me.” His mumbles into your neck only push you closer, your heart pounding and blood rushing through your ears the only thing that you could focus on as your legs tighten around his hips. You’re pressing your face into his neck when that coil finally snaps, your knees digging into his thighs as his hips still against yours and you feel the heat that came with Diavolo’s cum releasing inside you.

“Feel better?” you ask once you’ve caught your breath, kissing his jaw before pulling back to steal a peck at his lips. The dazed look in his eyes tells you everything you need to know, followed by a soft purr when you carefully scratch at the back of his head. Your sweet prince needed this time to simply breathe, and you’re happy to provide that for him.

“So much better.” Is all he says once he’s recovered, a dopey smile on his face before he kisses you. This kiss is just as sweet, but the laziness of it provides you with great pride in knowing that he was truly relaxed in this moment. There wasn’t a rush to give you what you were looking for before he could get back to his work, no desperate hunger fueled by distance or his need for distance so he could get work done in peace. It was just you and Diavolo, relaxed and satisfied together in this moment. “I really, really love you princess.”

“I love you, too. Now put your dick away, Diavolo,” you prompt, gently ruffling his hair as you remove yourself from him and the chair and straighten your skirt. “And get out of Lucifer’s chair before he learns that we fucked in his seat.”

“I’ll call Barbatos and ask him to bring us some lunch.”

“You’re the best. Now where can I help with this mountain of paperwork so you can shut your eyes for at least fifteen minutes?”

#obey me diavolo #obey me imagines #happy birthday diavolo #diavolo smut #obey me smut #i need to make a ml page for om but we'll do that LATERRRR #diavolo x female reader #diavolo x mc #om! diavolo #diavolo x reader #diavolo x you

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iicheeze · 1 year

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“ Please break up with me. ”

“ ... Excuse me? ”

“ Please break up with me. ”

“ Why? If this is about last week, we already went through with it- ” “ It's- It's not just that!! ”

. . .

“ Don't raise your voice at me. ”

“ I'm - I'm sorry. ”

“ Why do you want to break up with me? I did everything I could for you. I gave you my attention, my affection, my time, my everything. So, why? ”

“ You always seem distracted, even at our dates. You smile so much brighter around other people. Everytime I get upset, you always somehow point fingers at me when it's your faul- ” “ My fault? ”

“ How? How is it my fault? I apologized, I made it up to you. You're the one being an ungrateful brat. ”

“ ... ” “ I see. I see it now. ” “ What? ”

“ You're trying to get rid of me so you can be with [Favorite Character]. ” “ Excuse me?! ”

“ I see the way you look at them. Don't act stupid now. You've been fucking with them behind my back. And I let you had your fun, but clearly you forgot your place. ” “ I've never!! - ”

“ Looks like I've spoiled you too much into thinking you can do whatever you want. You are not breaking up with me. Not now, not ever. ” “ What?! No! I'm leaving! ”

“ Leaving? No, you aren't. ” “ Wh- The door's locked! ” “ Looks like the dumb ditz finally figured out a way to use their brain. ”

“ You're not leaving me. You're mine. You've decided to be mine ever since you got into a relationship with me. Don't even try to escape. ”

“ Resistance is futile with me. So try to soften up, dearie. The drug will take effect soon. ”

Genshin Impact;

Kamisato Ayato, Scaramouche, Yae Miko, Raiden Shogun, Pantalone, Diluc, Albedo, Alhaitham, Cyno, Kokomi (??), Eula, Yelan, Shenhe, all the fatui harbingers tbh 💀

Stardew Valley;

Shane, Elliot (Kinda but softer ig), Sebastian, Alex, Haley

Obey Me! Shall We Date;

Lucifer, Raphael, Belphegor, Satan, Leviathan (in a more jealous way yk)

author's note || HAHA I TRICKED YALL TO THINKING UR BOUTTA READ ANGST WHEN ITS ACTUALLY YANDERE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

I would add more fandoms but 2 of them r all high schoolers so..... ye 💀

also the white fonts r the character you depict, and orange font is you 😘‼️

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inuiiwonderland · 6 months

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Feelings

Mammon x fem!reader x OC Damon

Reader has feelings for mammon but she to afraid to even tell him about it, reader gets invited to a Halloween party but doesn’t go because she had to stay in and study for a test, reader then sees a video on asmo story with mammon and a random succubus, reader gets jealous and then vents to her fuck buddy about it (they fuck). OH! And mammon has feelings for reader but she doesn’t know that yet.

Anyways take this as an apology from me for not uploading anything new for like a whole month😔😁

Warning:This has a bit of smut! (Between reader and damon), also bad written smut💀…I TRIED MY BEST, not proofread so uhh there might be some mistakes…(it’s so late omg)

but anyways next part is going to be mammon and reader!

This will have a part 2 btw!

It was 11pm and you couldn’t sleep at all

You kept tossing and turning in bed trying to get some sleep for the past 2 hours but it was like your body was not letting you rest. You huff and grabbed your phone from your night stand before sitting up.

You wrapped your blanket around yourself before going onto deviltok, in hopes that it will help you get tired. You scrolled past some fun and interesting videos before receiving a notification from devilgram.

You noticed that it was from asmo’s account by the icon and username. You clicked on it and saw the pictures that he took from some party that he, mammon, and satan went to.

Right, aria’s Halloween party

You remember asmo excitedly telling you about the party this morning and how he couldn’t wait to see what you will be wearing tonight for the party. But his excitement died down the moment you told him that you wouldn’t be able to go to the party because you wanted to stay in and study for an upcoming test for one of your classes.

You remembered mammon telling you about how lame it was for you to stay at home and study for some dumb test then to go out and party with him and his brothers. (You didn’t notice how he was a little bummed out about you not going)

You swiped through every picture and could tell that the three brothers were having a great time at the Halloween party.

You sigh, kinda regretting not going in the first place.

But then again you really needed to stay in and study for that stupid test.

As you swiped through the pictures, you couldn’t help but stare at the ones that mammon was in a little longer than you should have.

He looked….. hot

Like really hot

You could feel your face heat up by just looking at him and you quickly shook your head trying to get rid of any sinful thought that was going through your head about him.

You shouldn’t be thinking about your best friend like that

you told yourself.

You notice asmo story icon light up and you waited for a bit before clicking on it. There you could see him and some unknown demon taking shots as music and cheers fill the background. You click onto the next story and see him recording a very drunk Satan who looked like he was about ready to pass out.

You could hear asmo yell out “what a light weight!” Through giggles and you couldn’t help but to giggle too. You were glad that they were having fun. You swiped through the next story expecting to see more funny videos of Satan or anyone. But what you saw next was something you never would’ve expected.

There in the video, you see a random succubus flirting with a very much drunk mammon as asmo laughs and giggles in the background with an equally as much drunk Satan.

“Maybe mammon won’t come home tonight”

That line was enough for you to exit out of the app and put your phone down.

You frowned and couldn’t help but to feel a wave of jealousy wash over you.

You know you shouldn’t feel like this because you and mammon aren’t even together. But the video and what asmo said really did tick you off.

You didn’t like how close she was to him. How she ran her hands down his chest with a flirty smile.

You fucking hated it

You huff before laying back down on the bed and deciding that maybe it was time for you to go to bed. But before you could even close your eyes, you hear the sound of a text notification coming from your phone.

You groaned and angrily grabbed your phone to see who was texting you at this late hour. The moment you see who’s name it was though, you quickly sit right back up.

You up?

The text read.

It took you a moment, but you responded back.

Yeah

You chuckle when you saw how quick he viewed your text before beginning to type.

Can I come pick you up? It’s been a while since I last saw you

You thought about it for a moment. You have already finished studying and you're still not tired. And you also haven’t seen him in a while now so what’s the harm?

I’ll go get ready. Text me when you're here and DON’T park too close to the house. Don’t want Lucifer to know I’m sneaking out

You got it mamas😉

You chuckle before getting up from bed and quietly walking to your bathroom to go get ready

You picked out a nice set of underwear and bra before putting on some baggy black pro club sweats and a low cut black long sleeve shirt. You put on some socks and decided to go with some crocs before fixing your hair and doing some bit of makeup.

You received a text and noticed that it was from him

Wanna spend the night at my place?

You picked up your phone and started typing out a response.

Sure. I have nothing planned out for tomorrow anyways

Alright I’m here. Don’t forget your spend the night bag

You smile before giving him a thumbs up. You grabbed your bag before packing some spare clothes, toothbrush, and your phone charger. After making sure you have everything in your bag, you quietly opened your bedroom window and climbed out.

You were lucky your room was on the first floor.

You quietly closed your window before walking out to where he usually parks when he comes to pick you up.

You quickly walk up to his car and get in.

“Haven’t seen you in a while” He says as he starts to drive away. You shake your head before looking at him.

“Has it been that long?”

“Mmm yeah it has. Missed you a bit” You roll your eyes before taking out your phone.

“Miss fucking you to” Your face heats up as he smirks and puts his hand on your thigh.

“Didn’t expect you to be home. Thought you also went to aria Halloween party” The mention of the party quickly soured your mood when you remembered about that succubus and mammon.

“No I had to stay in and study for some dumb test” He noticed the change of attitude and looked at you before facing the road again.

“Damn you must have really wanted to go to that party” you rolled your eyes.

“I could care less about some Halloween party” He raised a brow before squeezing your thigh.

“Tell me. Why are you mad?” Your eyes widen before looking at him like he’s crazy.

“Me? Mad? I’m not mad!” He chuckles.

“You look and sound mad. Tell me, why are you mad?”

“I-“

“Y/n” You sigh before looking out the window.

“I saw a video on asmo story and some random succubus was flirting and being all touchy touchy with mammon”

…..

You flinched when you heard him laugh.

“Don’t tell me you got jealous!” He says as he continues to laugh. You could feel your face and neck heat up before quickly slapping his hand away from your thigh which quickly finds its way back on your thigh.

“God your so annoying”

“Okay okay sorry for laughing” He says through a fit of giggles. You huffed and looked out the window. Not wanting to face him at all.

“Don’t ignore me sweets! I’m sorry for laughing”

“Whatever”

“Wanna talk about it?” You stayed silent for a moment before letting out a sigh.

“I shouldn’t be getting jealous over something like that. Mammon is a free man and is allowed to talk or flirt with whoever he wants. But it’s just that I started growing some…feelings for him and so seeing that Video just made me super mad and…jealous” he hums as he squeezes your thigh in a comforting manner.

“Have you told him about your feelings yet?”

“No…”

“And why’s that?” You stayed quiet before answering back.

“Because what if maybe he doesn’t feel the same way? We’ve been friends for 3 years now and I never really seen him show any romantic feelings for me. And what if he doesn’t like me back? Then what? I’ll ruin our perfectly good friendship and then everything will be awkward between us!”

“Mmm maybe you should stop overthinking it and just tell him. If he doesn’t feel the same way then his lost”

“Wish it was that easy”

The two of you finally arrived at his house and you grabbed your things before getting out of the car. He opens his house door and that’s when Damon suddenly picks you up and swings you over his shoulder before taking you to his bedroom.

You squeal as he throws you on the bed and quickly gets on top of you.

“Fuck I missed you so much”

“Damon!” He starts planting kisses down your neck and you whine when you feel his hand sneak down your pants. He starts to slowly rub your clit through your underwear as the both of you kiss.

“Felt like centuries not being able to see or fuck you” he whispers against your skin.

“Damon~ please!” he takes off your shirt along with your bra before quickly latching his mouth onto one of your nipples. You shiver at the sensation of his tongue on your chest as you run your fingers through his hair.

He pulls away and starts to pull down your pants.

“Ready?”

“Mhm”

He pulls down your underwear before suddenly stopping. Which makes you look at him confused.

“You okay?”

“I want to taste you” You giggle before spreading your legs for him. He starts kissing you from your chest all the way down to your area and you shiver when he starts kissing your inner thighs.

“Damon~”

“Forgot how needy and impatient you are” he teased as he starts to slowly lick up your slit. You were extra sensitive since the last time you and Damon had fuck was 8 months ago. Damn did you miss the way he was good with his tongue.

“Ha~! Fuck! Damon!” You could feel him smirk against your folds as he greedily sucks on your clit. You closed your eyes and gripped tightly onto his hair as he continued to lick and suck on your dripping pussy.

But before you could even cum, he stops and goes to give you a kiss. You whine into the kiss and can feel him smirk against your lips.

“Don’t worry. You’ll get to cum soon”

He helps you get into position and you could already feel yourself getting even more wet as he made you go face down ass up.

“You ready?”

“Mhm please just put it in”

“Such an impatient pretty girl”

You gasp and feel shivers go down your spine when you feel his mushroom tip tease itself against your folds. Your back arches and you wiggle your ass a bit as you whine for him to put it in already.

“Please Damon! I want it! I want- fuck!” He decides to give you what you want and pushes his whole length inside. He gives you time to adjust to his size before slowly starting to move inside you. You let out a soft moan as you finally got to feel full again after months. You just love the way his cock moves inside you.

“F-fuck! So fucking tight” He sucks in a breath as he feels your pussy clamping down hard onto his cock. His thrust starts to quicken which makes you tightly grip onto the sheets. He then stops and angles into a position where you can feel his cock brush everywhere within your walls.

“Damon!” You could feel every curve and vein of his dick as fucks you so good and deep. You claw at the sheets and you could already feel your orgasm approach.

Fuck. 8 months with no dick and you were already sensitive and coming in not even a second.

“M’close! Please don’t stop Damon!”

“Not planning on stopping anytime soon baby” You then suddenly feel his arm sneak around your waist before pulling you up against his chest. You moan at this new angle. He sneaks a hand down between your legs and starts to quickly rub your clit which made you let out a loud moan.

“Fuckkkkk”

“You like that? Love me fucking and rubbing your clit like this?”

“Yes yes yes” You pull at his hair as his thrust seem to get even faster. You moan as you felt him leave kisses on your neck and how he would occasionally pinch and tweak at your nipples.

You don’t know how long this went on for before you felt yourself cumming on his cock. You fall face first into the pillow as damon continues to thrust before pulling out and coming on your ass.

You stayed there until you were able to catch your breath and you could feel damon rub your back before getting up and walking to the bathroom.

He soon comes back with a wet rag and starts to clean his cum off your ass and in between your legs. He grabs a cold water bottle from the mini fridge that he has in his room and opens it before helping you drink it.

“You okay? I didn’t hurt you right?”

“I’m okay” You say before taking one last sip of the water. He stays silent for a moment before speaking up.

“Want to watch a movie?” You giggle before nodding your head.

“Sure”

“May I ask why I found out that you three were out at a Halloween party last night?”

Busted

“I don’t know what you're talking about” Lucifer raised a brow before showing them pictures and videos that he found on the internet to them.

Satan rolls his eyes as asmo just gives his older brother a nervous smile. Mammon avoids eye contact as Lucifer continues to scold them.

After what felt like years, they were all dismissed from Lucifer's office and were allowed to go back to the dining room to prepare for breakfast.

“Can one of you please wake up y/n and tell her breakfast is almost ready?”

“I’ll do it!” Mammon says before running to the direction of where your room was. He opens the door expecting to either see you still sleeping or getting ready in the bathroom but he was only met with an empty room.

“Huh? Yo y/n you up?” He walks to your bathroom before knocking.

“Breakfast is almost ready! Hurry before Lucifer gets here and drags ya downstairs himself!”

Again no response. He frowns before opening the door and seeing no one in the bathroom either.

He stood there for a second and blinks before panicking.

“Y/n?!” Mammon quickly rushes downstairs and to the dining room ready to inform his brothers about how you're not in your room.

But by the time he gets downstairs to the dining room, he sees a tired and disappointed Lucifer scolding you.

“Why and where did you sneak off to last night?” He asks sternly. You gave him a sheepish smile before answering his question.

“I was at a friend's house” Lucifer massages his temple as he could already feel a migraine coming.

“Please just go sit down and eat. We’ll discuss your punishment later” you just nod before taking a seat next to asmo.

“Sooo~ who were you with last night?” He asks with a teasing grin.

“Mm? Oh I was with a friend”

“Friend? Really? I can literally smell the sexual”you quickly cover his mouth as you feel your face slowly burn up.

“Okay okay! I was at my…” You leaned in close to his ear “fuck buddy’s house”. Asmo gasps before squealing and asking you thousands and thousands of questions.

As you and asmo talked. Mammon suddenly started seeing red.

Why the fuck do you smell like Damon Blackwood?

Omg😱 ANYWAYS

jealous mammon?👀

Also again, sorry sorry sorry sorryyyyyy for the badly written smut😔😬 ILL DO BETTER IN PART TWO🙏🏻🙏🏻 TRUST‼️

Anyways it’s like 4 in the morning and I’m so fucking tired rn😭

#inuiiwonderland🤍#obey me x reader #obey me x female reader #obey me OC: Damon🐈‍⬛#obey me smut #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon smut #obey me mammon smut #obey me angst #obey me imagines #obey me shall we date #obey me satan #obey me luficer #obey me asmodeus

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h2uji · 9 months

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A SHOULDER TO CRY!! ‹𝖮𝖡𝖤𝖸 𝖬𝖤›

#pairing. Solomon.

#genre. F!mc,hurt/comfort.

Solomon comforts reader from nightbringer brothers

"Solomon I am tired... so freaking tired" fighting her tears she buried her head further into his shoulder both hands tightly grasping his shirt

it was exhausting really really exhausting how the brothers would constantly hurt her feelings by their cold shoulders, mean comments and those dark eyes that keep staring down at her as if she's nothing, not the 'human' who they loved, not the human who welcomes them with open arms and a shoulder to cry too, not the human who comforts them every night because of their long gone sister

the male tried to gently push her away so he could look at her eyes and talk to her but she only shock her head and grasped his shirt even tighter mumbling 'no's' and 'please's'

so he let her be he knows how she feels, how she sees them as a loving family and how she is deeply in love with a certain demon that he tried to gaslight himself that it isn't true "mc" his soft voice made her jolt but she immediately relaxed once his big warm hand patted her head

"I know mc they're being rude, idiots and cold, but thats what they are remember they're demons after all" sniffing she turned her head to the side "and thats how they used to be to you right?" slowly nodding she quickly wiped her tears "you have to be strong for the brothers in the present, they're patiently waiting for us to be back" rubbing her back he continued "I am always with you, mc you're not alone"

that all it takes for her salty tears to finally run down her cheeks to her chin and finally Solomons shirt drying them, her whimpers and sobs being muffled on his now wet shirt.

©h2uji ⋅ Please do not repost my work ⋅ or translating it in any other platform

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toru-oikawas-milkbread · 1 year

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The Obey Me Characters Responding to you Butchering Their Name | Pt.1

Pairing: Obey Me Boys x f!reader

Notes: This has always been one of my most popular series in the Texting Series, no matter the genre. So I hope that you guys enjoy this chapter! I felt as if this series was rather boring for the Obey Me characters, so I hope you feel differently.

In this chapter, the characters are: Diavolo, Barbatos, Solomon, and Simeon!

If you want to follow the series as I create more chapters, you can follow my link to the {masterlist} for the entire series!

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angelltheninth · 8 months

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Sleepy Cuddlefucking with Belphegor

Pairing: Belphegor x Fem!Reader

Tags: nsfw, smut, cuddlefucking, neck kissing, sleepy sex, praise

A/N: It's morning and I'm still waking up, thinking about this helped.

Neither of you felt like getting up, or doing much of moving when you woke up in the morning. The day before had been exhausting enough, with the meetings, the studying, the upcoming exams you had to worry about.

None of that today, today was a day for relaxation.

However that didn't mean you still couldn't have a little bit of fun together. While Belphagor didn't let you out of his arms he didn't need to, the bed was more then big enough, "Lift up your leg a little." He mumbled in that sleepy, raspy tone that you normally found cute but right now your were too horny from his hard cock rubbing against your pussy to think of him as cute. You sighed when his hand gripped your thigh and the tip pushed into your pussy, "I want to go in all the way."

"Then what are you waiting for Belphie?" His moan lost in a warm kiss against your neck, "Good boy." It took him a few smooth thrusts but eventually you felt his balls press against you. "It feels nice to have you stretch me out in the morning." You let yourself melt into the bed with him settling on top of you.

Warm lips pressed against your neck, and a sleepy smile, followed by his hips grinding against yours and his legs bracketing yours, "It feels nice feel you warm me up in the morning." His moves were lazy, slow, sluggish, tired but his cock filled you all the same, keeping you right on the edge all morning.

#obey me x reader #belphegor x reader #obey me imagines #obey me fanfic #belphegor imagine #belphegor fanfic #obey me smut #belphegor smut #obey me #obey me belphegor #om x reader #om imagines #om fanfic #om smut #obey me x female reader #om x female reader #x female reader #smut drabble

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unforgettwble-sumii · 1 year

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• Masterlist — ₊‧.°.⋆🫧

🔴 A little reminder that I mostly write for fem and gn readers. 🫰🏻

⚪ Current master list, I will be adding more oneshots/fanfics once I'm finished with the others ૮₍˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶₎ა

⚪ Fluff - ☁️

Angst - ⚡

Smut - 🍷(pls be mindful when requesting smut)

Personal favs - 🪷

⚪ Characters I write for:

• Wednesday [ Wednesday 2022 ]

> SOFT SPOT ⚡☁️

⭐ You are tired and want cuddles.

> BLUFF ଓ ˖˚⊹ ☁️

⭐ The reader trying to hide her feelings from Wednesday, in fear of rejection. However, little does she know that her one and only true love reciprocates her feelings.

> GO TO SLEEP, AMOR ୧ ‧₊˚ 🍮 ⋅☆ ☁️

⭐ It's 11 p.m and you're still on your phone reading a fanfic about your favorite fictional character.

> SICK ｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ˎˊ˗ ☁️🪷

⭐ After running out in the rain like a crazy maniac without a raincoat or at least something to cover you, you got sick. As expected. Wednesday volunteered to nurse/aid you back to normal. Thing being with you to keep you company and help you as well.

> YOU'RE MINE, CARA MIA 🕸️📌 ⚡☁️

⭐ It seems like Xavier has been flirting with you, And you were maybe a little to oblivious to see it since Xavier has always been this nice to everyone, or at least that's what you think.

> BLACK DAHLIA'S ️🖤❀༉‧₊˚. ☁️

⭐ You and Wednesday have been dating for a month, she knows everything about you. At least that's what she thinks. There's one thing about you that even Wednesday doesn't know.

> SWEET SWEET JEALOUSY 🕊 ˚✧ ₊˚ʚ ⚡☁️

⭐ Jealous Wednesday scenarios.

> SICKNESS CALLED LOVE ✧ ☁️

⭐ To her dismay, Wednesday had fallen into a loop hole of 'unwanted' feelings.

> SHINING FROM AFAR ੈ✩‧˚ ☁️

⭐ You wished she would just look at you, give you all her attention, her affection. You sought for her warmth even if she barely gave you any.

> MY HAVEN ☆ ☁️

⭐ When Wednesday becomes unsure with her feelings, you come at the right time to comfort her.

> DATE NIGHT ☁️🪷

⭐ A lovely date night with Wednesday.

• Amber Freeman [ Scream ]

> KISS ME ☁️

⭐ Amber gives you an accidental kiss infront of your friends.

• Leviathan [ Obey me shall we date! ]

⚪ Celebrities I write for:

• Jenna Ortega

a/n:

Oof, Ik that I don't have that much works but I promise that I'll post even more content. Just give me some time /ᐠ > ˕ <マ

Oh! And don't be afraid to send me prompts or requests! ﾐ・◦・🎀 ﾐ

That's all, thankyouu luv u all xoxo!!! ♡ - unforgettwble-sumii

#wednesday x fem!reader #wednesday addams x reader #wednesday addams x fem!reader #wednesday addams x fem reader #wednesday x female reader #jenna ortega x reader #wednesday imagines #obey me one shot #leviathan smut #obey me shall we date #send requests #amber freeman #amber freeman x reader

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xythlia · 6 months

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 — 𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐓 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐈

kinktober week four | humiliation | f!reader x lucifer

Welcome to week four our halloweekend double feature to send out the month with a bang ^⁠_⁠^

› got caught snooping hm? well, unfortunately for you the avatar of pride can't simply let such a slight go with a warning, no you have to know actions have consequences even if you act like you don't give a shit.

› warnings : blindfold, humiliation, face slap, punishment, sorta forced submission, brat taming, fingering, withholding orgasm, rough sex creampie, spit/drool

› word count : 2k+

🔪 what goes bump in the night?

In satin darkness you hear every breath echo throughout your body. It's oddly peaceful yet anxiety provoking, having one of your most dominant senses cut off lends to a jumpier state of body and mind. You couldn't even say it had been an accident, you'd been caught beyond red handed rifling through his study, but the punishment he suggested had left your ears burning, your heartbeat pounding through your entire body so loudly you thought he must hear it too.

For Lucifer, it's not just about the moment itself but it's replay value. Having you on your knees, in only your underwear and a blindfold is a sight that will be burned behind his eyelids for many, many millennia to come. When he proposed this exchange it was exactly for that: something to masticate again and again, savor the way humans savor exquisite bites of food. He didn't really care about you flipping through his things, he'd left the study unlocked on purpose just to see if you'd do exactly what he thought you would.

Really it was just an excuse to get you in a compromising position.

With poise he unbuttons the sleeves of his shirt, rolling them up while keeping bemused, lustful eyes locked on you. The movement of your chest with every intake of breath is particularly mesmerizing, the way the dim lights of his bedroom play across the canvas of your skin could make an artist weep.

He circles you slowly, as a predator circles prey, crimson eyes taking in each change in your breathing coupled with every twitch of your muscles as you fight to hold still. A bemused smile graces his face seeing you struggle against your nervous system, it's thrilling to keep you on your toes when you have no way to know when he'll strike.

His fingertips are icy, the barest touch of them against your shoulders makes your breathing hitch in your throat.

"Do they not teach humans basic manners anymore?" He muses, whispering the words against the shell of your ear, and you know he's crouched right behind you.

It sends a shudder quaking down your spine, your tongue running across your bottom lip as you contemplate if his question is rhetorical. Who knows if there's a punishment for guessing wrong?

"They do-"

"Ah, so you just think of yourself as above having to use them?" His voice was strangely level, you had anticipated at least a sliver of annoyance. From his footfalls you know he's standing now, resuming his pacing as if he's a carrion bird circling a hapless creature.

"Maybe I just think of myself as above you."

The sound of his palm against your cheek reached your mind before the feeling of it, a sharp heavy burn the blossoms from the impact point to radiate outward, making even your right ear feel fuzzy from the shock. You can't help the yelp that leaves you, but feel furious inside that he got you to cry like a struck beast.

What you can't see is the odd look on his face, he wants to be angry that you'd even dare to say that aloud but feels his pride stirring precisely because you did, watching your hand come to cradle your cheek. You being painfully headstrong was endearing, even stripped nearly nude and posited on your knees you would still rather flash your teeth than submit.

It makes this particular punishment all the sweeter.

"Get up." He said bluntly.

It takes you a moment, still dumbstruck that he actually laid a hand to you. Not wanting to test his patience but refusing to give even an inch you comply but take your time rising to your feet. Stretching your arms above your head, fingers laced, listening to your joints pop as you languidly move doing your best to telegraph that you don't care if you're blind and naked.

If it were anyone other than you he'd be furious, but that same amusement practically drips off his lips. Gently he grasps your hands as you bring them down from above your head, it's a dizzying contrast but you refuse to be thrown. Smirking you let yourself be led, bare feet softly padding across the floor as he pulls you forward, until stopping you by letting go and moving behind your body, hands laid on your shoulders.

You're about to throw another verbal jab at him but the words die, garbled in your throat, as he shoves you down. The upper half of your body hits the mattress, your elbows barely catching you but his forearm braced across your back keeps you held still while your legs sunk in a knelt position again, legs open awkwardly.

A whimper leaves you reflexively, fear spiking inside your brain at being so caught off guard.

"Do you think I wouldn't grab you by the scruff?" There's a hardness to his words and this time you know it's rhetorical.

His other hand caresses hot against the thin fabric of your panties, fingers running across the top hem before pressing firmly against your clit and making you nearly jump out of your skin at the contact. You gasp, breaths coming hard and shaky, letting your cheek rest against the mattress.

Little did you know it only takes one subtle sign to signal a yield to a shrewd eye.

His lips are searing against the back of your neck, it feels almost animalistic to be bent over and held down as he strokes your damp underwear. You squeeze your eyes shut, drinking it in for all its worth. The dull throb in your cheek falls away as he moves your underwear to the side, robbing your lungs of air feeling the way his fingers prod at your entrance, swirling through the arousal soaking your cunt.

You can't help the way you sigh his name, pathetically and full of longing. As two fingers slip inside you effortlessly, your own hands catch the blanket in a white knuckle grip. The way his teeth scrape against the thin skin of your neck has you keening in his hold, the muscles in your thighs clench tight, each feeling heightened by the lack of vision.

The arm across your back lets up, his hand sliding around to grope one of your bare breasts pinching the nipple cruelly just to hear you make those low, needy sounds for him. Lucifers erection presses hard against your ass from behind, making you wiggle against him and the thought of him slotted inside you has you nearly drooling.

Feeling more and more of your arousal slide down his knuckles tells him you don't need anymore prep, but he repositions you to half stand, bent over the side of the bed as you hear his buckle clicking and the sound of his slacks falling to the floor. Biting the inside of your cheek as your toes flex, curling in anticipation.

Feeling the swollen tip of his cock slide along your ass makes you suddenly dizzy, his hands groping and kneading the fat before lining up with your slick hole. He eases in surprisingly slow, letting you feel the way your walls stretch and part for him, greedily sucking him in so you can feel every vein and the slight upward curve that prods against your cervix just enough to have you crying out.

If your body could have its way you'd never let him go, but feeling him pull out only to slam back inside you hard enough to make your body jostle makes your clit throb and brain feel like it's melting. Your mouth drops open, lips catching against the fabric as you whine his name in perfect harmony with the slick squelching sounds drifting from behind you.

As his fingers dig into your hips, hard enough to bruise, you can feel your stomach fluttering and your abdomen tightening. Frantically one of your hands slips down to start roughly circling your clit but before you can reach it he's got both your arms held behind you.

"You're mistaken if you think this is for your enjoyment," he grunts, voice gravely and punctuated by the sound of his heavy balls smacking deliciously close to where you ache the hardest.

"Please-" you don't even get to beg, jerked up to stand suddenly, one leg bent still against the bed to keep you steady, with one of his arms against your belly and the other gripping your jaw harshly. Your eyes roll back, lashes catching against the blindfold, feeling his cock hit a new angle in this position.

His pace doesn't falter, even while he roughly slots two fingers inside your mouth to stop your whining. You let out a choked moan, tasting yourself on his fingers while feeling warm, thick saliva drip from the corners of your mouth.

Knowing at the moment he doesn't care about you getting off, only fucking you for self satisfaction and to completely debase you, makes a pressure build inside you so intense it feels like you could burst. It doesn't matter how much you incoherently blubber about being sorry, about wanting to cum, it all falls on deaf ears. Only harsh groans and squelches from your body answer you.

You can feel the blindfold getting damp before you realize you're crying, hiccupping around his fingers while you grab desperately onto his arm, any part of him you can reach from this position. Your legs shake, thighs screaming from holding the muscles so taught.

Before the dam bursts inside you hea forcing you back down against the bed, thrusts completely devolving into sloppy, hard, haphazard strokes and you know he's about to cum.

Sniffling and whining, ass up, you feel hot, sticky spurts of cum pumping inside you. Your sobs are muffled by the blankets you pressed your face into, each one emphasized by another rope of cum flooding you, your walls milking his cock for all he's worth as his hands keep an iron grip on your ass.

When he pulls out you feel so starkly empty it makes you shudder, not daring to move even as you feel his load start to drip out of you.

It's cruel, using you and leaving you so unsatisfied. Finally you move, shakily standing like a newborn foal as his hands yank the blindfold off. You blink, dumbstruck, against the sudden barrage of light as more tears slide down your face. Your arms wind across your chest, hugging yourself as you blink the saltwater away.

You suddenly feel horribly small against the chill of his bedroom and the shrewd look in his eyes while he dresses himself. After sliding a hand through his mussed black locks he uncuffs his dress shirt, casually making his way to the dresser and picks up a slim stack of papers.

The absurdity hits you like a freight train; you standing stark naked and shivering, skin sticky with various fluids while he looks like he just walked in from a meeting.

He shoots you a look, glancing up from the paper he's looking over, as if to say well, are you going?

Your cheek suddenly throbs again, and you feel fresh tears flood your waterline. Small, sniffling breaths are the only sound inside the bedroom as you slowly dress, hands shaking and making each article of clothing feel like a monumental chore.

Rubbing your eyes with your sleeve you softly slip out of his room, the heavy oak door shutting behind you with a soft click.

Blearily you stumble back to your room, equal parts mortified and seething as you feel cum soaking uncomfortably into your already damp panties. Gingerly you sit on your own bed, still in disbelief.

That bastard wanted you to snoop from the very beginning.

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hauntedhokage · 6 months

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the distraction

Diavolo/Fem!MC/Lucifer

summary: Lucifer doesn’t understand what the appeal is. Diavolo is smitten, a couple of his brothers have made pacts, and he thinks you’re only going to be trouble and create more of it the longer you’re in the Devildom. A visit to the castle to check on an allegedly sick Lord Diavolo grants an invitation for Lucifer to see what all the fuss was about.

word count: 3.3k

warnings: explicit sexual content, f!receiving oral, exhibitionism/voyeurism, double penetration, anal, hints of hatefucking from Lucifer, jealous!Lucifer, maybe Luci has a crush on Dia i’m not sure, some Diavolo/Lucifer action, overstimulation, i don’t know what this is (which is becoming my answer to everything now)

Lucifer thinks you’re a distraction. A mistake to have been brought into the Devildom because you distract his Lord Diavolo, and the rest of his brothers (but that was a different issue). You don’t listen, you’re stubborn, and it felt like every single day he was hearing about something you did - if not from his brothers then from Diavolo himself. The Demon Lord was smitten with the human exchange student who wasn’t supposed to be anything special but ended up turning the school upside down.

He didn’t get what was so great about you, and he hated the effect you had on everyone around you. It just didn’t make sense. You’d even made Diavolo late for council meetings a couple times, which was mostly excusable considering how busy the prince was and how desperately he wanted to make sure this exchange event was successful. The key to that success was the comfort and survival of the exchange students, and if you had a question for Diavolo, then he was going to answer it. Only for you, though, nobody else was allowed to make him tardy.

It must’ve been one hell of a question this time, since Diavolo was now more than ten minutes late to the Student Council meeting. Not only that, he wasn’t answering his phone, either.

“Where’s Diavolo?” The empty chair makes him more nervous than it should. There’s no way something had happened to him, but for Diavolo to be more than five minutes late with no contact was greatly concerning.

“He said he wasn’t feeling well and went home early.” Why wasn’t he told? Instead Mammon is the one told that the head of the student council wasn’t going to be in attendance at the council meeting? That was extremely irresponsible and out of character for Diavolo, which was cause for concern on Lucifer’s end.

But then he noticed that the human that was supposed to be with Mammon wasn’t there, either.

“Where’s the human?”

“Back at the house. Said she was tired.” It wasn’t unusual for Mammon to be unbothered, the health of the human had no bearing on how much money he had, but that didn’t stop Lucifer from wishing that his younger brother thought about things in a bit more detail than just the financial.

“Well, we can just cancel this meeting then. We’ll need to check on her, and I’ll go check on Diavolo.”

“Wouldn’t Barbatos have that taken care of?”

“It’s polite to check on people when you hear they’re unwell, Mammon.” Is all the eldest leaves them with, leaving the chamber in a calculated hurry. He has to maintain his composure to avoid suspicion or concern. Causing any sort of commotion would never bode well.

Upon his arrival at Diavolo’s castle, he’s greeted warmly by Barbatos with some slight confusion regarding his appearance. But nonetheless, he’s allowed to go up to where Diavolo’s office and bedroom were so he could check in on his prince.

He doesn’t hear the sound of pen on paper, nor does he hear what he would expect of a sick Diavolo. The prince was whiny when he was sick, begging Barbatos for more tea and maybe a tissue. Instead Lucifer hears what sounds like moans coming from the bedroom.

The respectful thing to do would be to turn around and leave Diavolo to his business. Who he spends time with is private, and he could be grilled about his extracurricular activities tomorrow. Leaving him to his guest was the polite thing to do, even if he was curious considering Diavolo hadn’t shown much interest in pursuing a romantic relationship with anybody. He didn’t want to ruin it.

“D-Dia, I’m so close. Please don’t stop.”

Yes, turning around and leaving would be the respectful thing to do. However he knows that voice, and it’s the current source of his recurring stress outside of his siblings. You’ve now proven to be a massive distraction for Lord Diavolo, and that needed to be addressed immediately. He needed to stop it, and convince Diavolo to send you back up to the human world so things could return to normal.

Lucifer is pushing the door open just as you’re crying out Diavolo’s name, and his eyes aren’t sure where to focus. Your blissed out face, or Diavolo’s back that he could see between your parted legs? Did he look at your body? Should he look at you at all considering you were naked in Diavolo’s bed with your hand gripping the prince’s red hair in a tight fist.

“I must not have told Barbatos I wasn’t to be bothered by anyone,” is all Diavolo says at first, and Lucifer watches as his dear friend kisses the inside of your thigh before wiping at his chin. It’s then that he sees Diavolo’s face, sees how pleased the prince is, and that just doesn’t feel right. “Good afternoon, Lucifer.”

“Is there anybody you won’t infect, human?” The question isn’t meant to be voiced, he’s immediately embarrassed as soon as the words come out. He’s supposed to be kind, inviting, setting a good example for his brothers and making sure not to disgrace Diavolo. But here he was, talking down to you while you laid naked in Diavolo’s bed. Here he was, disgracing Diavolo.

“I don’t think he truly means that,” Diavolo comments, looking between you and his right hand in concern. But you seem unbothered by the statement; in fact, you actually look amused to see Lucifer agitated and embarrassed. Usually it was him scolding Mammon for saying idiotic things, how the tables had turned.

“No, I’m sure he does. Lucifer doesn’t like me that much, Diavolo.” You’re even pouting up at the future Demon King, laying on the theatrics a bit thick for Lucifer’s taste but he knows Diavolo sees through it. “He thinks I’m up to no good.”

“The only no good thing you’re up to, darling, is when I’ve got you riding my cock.” Lucifer wants to puke at that, plus the way Diavolo leans in to kiss at your neck before murmuring “sinful” against your skin. “Oh!”

“What?” Lucifer asks in unison with you, not missing the way you rolled your eyes before Diavolo is kissing you again. As if it was his fault he had the same question at Diovolo’s outburst.

“Maybe,” the redhead starts, kissing you once more before he pulls back to look at Lucifer again. “Maybe Lucifer just needs a taste. You and I can help him lighten up a bit, I’m sure.”

“Is he even capable of having fun?”

“If I tell him to.”

“I don’t need Diavolo to tell me to have fun.”

“Then get naked, get in this bed, and have fun with us!” If it was coming from Diavolo, he’d see it as an offer. But coming from you, it felt like a challenge. And he wasn’t about to lose to a human, especially not one like you. “While I’m still wet, Luci. Don’t waste his efforts.”

Pain in the ass, he thinks to himself as he strips, trying not to start too hard at the way you and Diavolo were watching him. To have both of your gazes burning into his skin, to know that your hand is slowly jerking Diavolo’s cock while Diavolo’s mouth busies itself with your breast - you two were pleasuring each other to the sight of him. It should make him uncomfortable, but instead it only turns him on more.

“Do you trust that he’ll satisfy me, Diavolo?” you ask, winking up at Lucifer as Diavolo looks up at you. “And how can I satisfy you as he does?”

“I trust Lucifer with everything. If he fails in his task, I’m not sure what I’ll do.” He actually looks troubled at the thought that he would have to react should Lucifer not deliver, his brow furrowing until you smooth the wrinkles away with your thumb. “We’ll just have to keep at it until you’re truly satisfied. It’s a task not given lightly so, should he fail, I’d want him to work at it until he’s successful.”

It’s Diavolo who guides Lucifer’s hand to the apex of your thighs, Diavolo who encourages Lucifer to gather that wetness and taste it for himself, while you just lay there and watch the eldest of the seven brothers as he stares down at you. What was going through your head, he didn’t know and wasn’t sure he wanted to. Your mind had proven to surprise him numerous times during your stay at the House of Lamentation, what could come out of your mouth while Diavolo was here to protect you from his rage was something Lucifer wanted nothing to do with.

But he couldn’t deny that you were beautiful, especially among the lavish sheets and pillows that made Lord Diavolo’s bedding. If only you weren’t so irritating.

“Lucifer,” you murmur, sitting up a bit while waving him in closer. He obliges in your request, leaning in so you were almost nose to nose as he adjusts himself between your legs, only to be caught off guard when you kiss him. There was no intimacy in your kiss, only need, and he uses this moment to carefully push himself into your waiting heat. If you weren’t ready that wasn’t his problem, but the moan that reverberates around his tongue tells him that you enjoyed his intrusion into your body.

You pull him back with you as you lie back against the pillows, breaking the kiss in favor of looking over at Diavolo who is grinning in his own victory. Whatever he’d been plotting would have to be addressed later, as Lucifer’s one goal now is to fuck some respect into the bratty human living in his home. One of his hands snakes around to grip the back of your neck, fingers digging into your skin as he gets close to your ear.

“Maybe there is something special about you,” he taunts, nipping at the shell of your ear as he presses his hips flush to yours.

“Gonna start sleeping on my bedroom floor like your brothers do?”

“Don’t let this make you think that you’ve got my interest as anything more than the human living in my house.” Despite his tone, he feels your cheek rise against his with a grin that only agitates him more. Did you ever care about what he said? “Insolent brat.”

He’s not very gentle as he grabs you, his hands keeping you connected to him as he pulls you back up into a sitting position. The demand is made that you work for your orgasm, something that has Diavolo chuckling from the side before he’s moving to box you in against Lucifer.

“Ride him well, darling, and I’ll reward you greatly.”

Lucifer was going to add spoiled to the list of things you definitely were, especially when he feels what could only be Diavolo’s hand near the base of his cock

“What are you planning?”

“She’s got another hole to fill, doesn’t she? Maybe you should try her ass, it’s just as wonderful as-”

“I will not make a habit out of fucking her.”

“So you say now.” Diavolo’s knowing smirk was just as irritating in this moment as your little smirks were every day. Knowing that Diavolo was on your side in this; that he liked you to the point of having sex with you frequently, that you were allowed to touch him so delicately behind closed doors, when you were just some little girl in a world too big and magical for you just had him feeling many different emotions and not one of them was positive.

“It’s okay to like me, Lucifer,” you whisper in his ear, your hips moving against him while your hands are firm on his shoulders to keep yourself steady. “If you need Diavolo’s permission for that, he’d grant it.”

“I don’t need Diavolo’s permission to do anything,” he counters, but follows to lie on his back when you push at his shoulders. It’s your quirked brow that has him gripping your hips harder as he starts to fuck up into you, trying to prove a point while also being mindful of where Diavolo’s positioned behind you. Something short circuits in Lucifer’s brain when he feels a tongue on his sac, and he tries to look past you and your pleasured expression to see just what Diavolo was trying to achieve down there - was the redhead trying to prep you or get him off faster?

But he does feel you getting tighter around him, the way your pace gets a bit less consistent and your moans grow a bit louder, Lucifer knows that the silly human is about to cum on his cock and Diavolo’s fingers that were working to stretch your other hole open. And as you’re coming undone, face twisting in pleasure as he fucks you through it, he thinks he gets the hype about you. You were pretty cute when you were babbling about how good you felt and begging the two demons not to stop, he was almost concerned that pleasure of this magnitude from demons would alter your brain.

He knew better now.

But then the bed is shifting beneath him again, and he looks away from your face to see Diavolo on his knees behind you.

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” The question sounds so gentle leaving him, as if he’s asking you if you’re ready to go out on the town and not have both of your holes penetrated by two demons at the same time. And you respond just as sweetly, looking over your shoulder and whispering a “yes, please” to Diavolo that has Lucifer holding your hips just a bit tighter.

“You know, we’ve done anal before,” you comment, smiling down at Lucifer and taking the chance to push his hair out of his face. “Worried about me?”

“You’re human, so yes.”

“Oh really? I had no clue that I was- oh, fuck.”

Diavolo was making his entrance, so Lucifer just waited while also basking in the feeling that was your pussy getting tighter with Diavolo working his way into your ass. You’re biting your lip until he’s carefully coaxing it from between your teeth but pushing his thumb into your mouth as Diavolo is whispering reassurances into your ear.

“You’re not gonna cum already, are you?” Lucifer asks, grinning when you gently bite down on his thumb in response to him rolling his hips into yours. “He’s not even fully inside you yet. But I bet you want Diavolo to touch that pretty clit of yours. Would that be your third orgasm, or did I miss one on my way over?”

“Missed two,” Diavolo corrects while snaking his arm around your waist, bringing a look of surprise onto Lucifer’s face at the information. “One of my own, too.”

“That’s less interesting.”

“Mammon says you’re in love with me, though.”

“And I’ll lecture him about that once I’m home.” It was almost like they weren’t both trying to fuck their human exchange student right now. Almost; but he can feel the way you clench impossibly tighter around them, see the way Diavolo has to compose himself while pressing his face into your shoulder due to how tense you were getting with your impending orgasm. He’d try to edge you, but he doesn’t think it’d be possible with how stuffed full you were at the moment.

He also doesn’t think Diavolo would allow him to deny the precious human what she wanted.

Diavolo sends you over the edge with a snap of his hips, chuckling at the wail you let out as you cum around both men. Lucifer is kissing at the skin he can reach while the redhead continues to fuck you - both men riding that high in their own way and trying to keep you on that edge and clenching around them for as long as they could.

“And there’s four,” Lucifer murmurs, biting into your neck as his own patience wears thin and he's holding you in place so he could fuck up into you at his own brutal pace that matched the prince’s. “Can we get you to five, brat?”

“We definitely can.” Diavolo assures, winking at Lucifer over your shoulder. “Can’t we, darling?”

You're nodding while begging for it, and Lucifer can’t take his eyes off of your face. Your body is so warm, and would likely be exhausted after this last orgasm and he’s not sure how he’d get your back to the house but that’s a problem for later. Right now is about how incredible your pussy feels, and how right it feels to feel Diavolo’s cock working alongside his own while being held in your inviting warmth. He could spend years in this position if it was allowed, you felt that good.

"So tight, darling," Diavolo groans, his forehead pressed against your shoulder while one of his hands grips your hip and the other keeps his weight off of you. "I won’t last much longer with you like this. But I think it’d be divine if both Lucifer and I filled you at the same time. Would you like that?”

You nod quickly, babbling your approval of the idea as Lucifer’s hips pick up their pace to something he could only think would be brutal for someone in your current state. You were so close to cumming again, they just needed to get you there and Diavolo’s hand frantically rubbing against your clit proved to get you there rather quickly - but that showed how well the prince knew your body at this point.

“You can cum too, Lucifer.” He didn’t know that he needed permission, but getting that permission makes it impossible for him to hold off any longer and he’s painting your walls with his cum as Diavolo finally stills above you with his own orgasm.

The bedroom is quiet save for the heavy breathing of all three parties, the room settling more when Diavolo carefully pulls out before he removes you from on top of Lucifer. The demon watches as the prince guides you onto the pillows, gently stroking your face as he praises you for your performance.

“You good, Lucifer?” you ask when Diavolo stops to breathe, propping yourself up to look at Lucifer as he finally sits up. “No bullshit.”

“I’m good, that was good. We should do that again sometime.”

“Just stay the night, we can do it a few more times.” The suggestion from Diavolo has you winking at Lucifer before you drop back onto the mountain pillows. “My bathtub will fit all three of us, too.”

“Hear that? All three of us.” Your addition pulls a sigh from him and a chuckle from Diavolo, and Lucifer knows what the answer was. He wasn’t going to be able to pull you away from the prince anyway.

“I’ll text the group chat and let them all know that we’re helping tend to Lord Diavolo,” Lucifer states, looking over to see that Diavolo had wasted no time in curling himself around the tired human. “Not that either of you really care.”

“I care a little bit,” you mumble, eyes still closed as Diavolo starts kissing at your neck. “Don’t want the boys worrying about me too much.”

“I care, but only because I don’t want them barging in while we’re ravishing our exchange student. I don’t think she can take more than two at a time, Lucifer, and your brothers are rather impatient.”

“You’re awful,” you giggle, gently swatting at Diavolo as Lucifer rolls his eyes. As if he’d share something like this with his younger brothers. But that would be left alone for now, seeing that Diavolo had you rolled over onto your stomach to prepare you for another round.

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