#ticklish!Diavolo
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Scent | Lucifer x Diavolo x Fem!Reader [N$FW]
A/N: Commission for my dearest baby sweetie boo @otomiya-tickles Thank you so much for you kind support my dear, you're always so nice and precious to me I love you endlessly. I hope you enjoy these horny demons asjdnsjansf
Summary: Lucifer comes back to the House of Lamentation to find that he can't access his own office?! There's only one person that would dare to do such thing besides their annoying brothers!
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He could sense magic as soon as he entered the House of Lamentation and he tensed momentarily by the door, sharpening his senses and feeling a slight rush of adrenaline coursing through his body, but after a heartbeat he realized that it was a magic that he knew so very well and a warm feeling spread across his chest as he relaxed again... until his heart dropped to his feet- why on Earth was he feeling this magic flooding the House of Lamentation and why did it seem to come right from his bedroom? More specifically, his personal office?
Lucifer whined deep inside his heart. "Rats," he mumbled, fighting the urge to stomp his foot like a human child throwing a tantrum.
The magic only seemed to intensify the closer he was to his office and more profanities slipped from between his lips. This was no good. He knew very well that this was one more of Diavolo's silly games and he almost didn't want to open the door once he was standing in front of it. He didn't know what he was going to find once he turned the knob, and he was a little scared to find out too – he had a lot of work to do that evening and he wasn't sure he'd have the time to deal with one of Diavolo's diversions that would most likely make Lucifer fall behind in his work.
He grabbed the knob and gripped it tightly, causing it to creak and shake under the strength of his grip. Lucifer took a deep breath and counted… one, two, three…, but his hand remained glued to the knob, refusing to turn it around to open the door. One… two… three…, again, nothing.
"One… two… three! Huh?"
This time he had turned the knob or at least had tried to. The knob he was holding so tightly had barely jingled before it suddenly stopped mid-turn. Lucifer blinked, perplexed and profusely confused by the situation, but he tried again, but the door remained closed. Did Diavolo….
"... Locked me out of my office?!"
Unbelievable! What was he trying to do?! This was no behavior for a Crown Prince, was it?! Ah, but he'd see, this was not going to stay that way! Lucifer growled and in his mind he casted a small teleportation spell that, in seconds, had him appearing in front of the beautiful wooden door of Diavolo's personal chambers.
He gripped the knob and with a swift move the door opened wide for him. Lucifer took a step in, and baring his fangs, he said:
“Diavolo, can I know exactly why you decided to lock me out of- oh?"
He didn't notice it instantly, but as he took a step further into the room, a wonderful scent tickled his nose. His nostrils immediately fanned and he took a deep breath, taking it all of that sweet smell and feeling a pleasant shiver run down his spine.
It hadn't been that long since he smelled that scent, but it was a gift to be greeted by it when he was not expecting it. Was this the reason why Diavolo purposely made him go to his room? Oh, Lucifer might be able to forgive him if that was the case.
"What are you guys doing?" He said, suddenly aware that there was, perhaps, a bit too much noise in the room. Was that… laughter?
"Ah, Luci!" Diavolo said, looking up at Lucifer. "I knew you'd be here soon!"
"Luhuhucifeheher! Sahahahave mehehe! Mahahake hihihim stahahahap! I wihihill dihihie!"
Lucifer frowned as he closed the door and slowly made his way to where Diavolo and the source of the laughter were.
There, behind the beautiful white canopy covering Diavolo's massive bed, Lucifer found the Crown Prince sitting at the edge of the bed, grinning mischievously with a playful glint in his eyes as you squirmed and jerked about while Diavolo tickled you mercilessly.
He was barely surprised to see you there. He would often find you huddled in Diavolo's room when Lucifer was, perhaps, a bit too busy to humor you with his company. Your visits to Diavolo, however, would often end with you and the Prince being scolded not only by Lucifer, but also by Barbatos who claimed that 'you were a great distraction to the Master. Thanks to you, he will avoid his work and that will be a problem for everyone'. He would then try to drag you out from Diavolo’s room, but you wouldn’t leave and, above all, Diavolo wouldn't let you go.
In other words, Lucifer was simply unfazed to see you there, instead, he was puzzled, for that delicious aroma was still so very present, filling every corner of the room and, if he was not mistaken, it was even intensifying as seconds went by.
Diavolo's hands buried under your arms had your head thrown back with hysterical howls of laughter, a very cute yet rare sound, Lucifer had to admit. Also, were you ticklish? He remembered Diavolo and himself had playfully and briefly tickled you in the past, just a squeeze or a poke, but it seemed that you were really ticklish, if the cute snorts meant anything at all.
He had already completely forgotten the reason why he had personally gone to Diavolo's room, his mind busy in other things as he moved even closer to Diavolo and his little victim, he then asked cautiously:
"Were you guys having… fun while I was away?"
Diavolo must have noticed the implied reference of 'fun' and, still tickling you to pieces, he looked up at Lucifer and frowned, tilting his head to the side in the most adorable way possible, making Lucifer's heart swell in his chest.
Diavolo hummed, "we weren't," he said solemnly. "We've been doing this… for quite a while now, I'd say," he admitted without a trace of shame as he looked down at your laughing face with a tender smile and sparkly eyes. "Why do you ask- oh, did you know that our cute human was ticklish?”
Lucifer chuckled, shaking his head slightly, “I did not,” he said, grinning at seeing your pink face before returning his attention back to Diavolo. “I was asking because there's a scent in the room that made me think so."
Diavolo frowned again, "what kind of scent- oh."
Probably caught up by the discovery of your ticklishness, Diavolo seemed unaware of the exquisite aroma spreading throughout his room, but now that he did notice, his hands immediately went to a stop and he took a deep, deep breath, his cheeks turning a little pink as he looked down at you one more time, excited wonder in his darkened eyes.
"We haven't… done anything," he said, seeing you catch your breath between a severe case of the giggles.
Lucifer couldn't help but smile tenderly at your adorableness, but shudders running down his spine were making his skin bloom with goosebumps and he so desperately wanted to take you right on the spot, but instead of giving in to his low instincts, he waited patiently until he thought you'd be able to speak properly.
"Mind to explain, beautiful?" Was the first thing he said as soon as your giggling had died down a little.
You looked up at him through teary eyes, "I- I swehear I didn't do ahanything! Diavolo just staharted tickling mehe a-and-"
"Not that." Lucifer shook his head, uncrossing his arm to wave a hand, signaling to the whole room. "I mean this."
You blinked, looking around the room from your spot laying on the bed and Lucifer wanted to laugh. How could you be so clueless of your adorableness? Did you have any idea what you did to Diavolo and himself?
You highly probably didn't.
"Hmm, what?" You asked, a very confused expression in your face. "The… room? I didn't… make it…?"
Lucifer rolled his eyes fondly and Diavolo chuckled, confusing you even more.
"Of course you wouldn't notice," Lucifer mumbled, shaking his head. "I mean that your scent is all over the room. You are aroused."
Your eyes widened and the blush covering your cheeks deepened until it was a vibrant red color. Lucifer fought the urge to chomp at them as if they were the most juicy apples, rather, he let a dangerous smirk curl the corners of his mouth.
"I'm not!"
You were lying. Lucifer knew this smell by heart, he knew it as well as he knew the magic that now flooded his office. Humans would call it pheromones, a strong scent that stimulated all of his senses, arousing him beyond belief. There was no way he could be mistaken, especially not when Diavolo himself had also smelled it and recognized it right away.
It was impossible to not recognize your scent. It was intoxicating. It made Lucifer feel light-headed and his heart would beat like crazy within his chest. A wave of heat would rush through his body, making him shake and tremble as shivers ran down his spine. He often salivated like crazy too, mouth watering for you; fingertips itching to touch you.
Simply put, there was no way in all three realms that he could mistake that wonderful smell and yet there you were, lying to his face as if he didn't know better.
How adorably dumb of you.
“You always expel this scent when you are… excited,” Diavolo explained, making you look at him. “You can’t smell it, of course, but Lucifer and I can and we can't be mistaken, my love. You are, like they say, turned on."
Your eyes were wide and your face red and if Lucifer didn't know you, he'd think that you really were terrified, but he did know you and he clearly saw that glint of excitement twinkling in your eyes.
“Hmm?" Lucifer purred and he grinned devilishly when your eyes jumped back to him. "Could it be that you were having so much fun playing that little game with Diavolo? Do you like being tickled that much?” Your eyes went impossibly wider and Lucifer froze on the spot, his smile dropping. “Wait, do you actually-
“No, I don’t! I just… Dia- Diavolo was t-touching me so I- Ah! No! What are you doing- stop!” You yelled, jerking when Lucifer sneaked his hand into one of the legs of your loose shorts. He had propped one knee onto the bed, leaning and hovering you. “Lucifer, don’t! Ngh!”
“Keep acting like this,” he warned, cupping your sex and pressing on it with the heel of his palm, "and you’ll see what happens to nasty little liars like yourself.” His hand pulled your underwear apart so his gloved finger could slide into your heated cunt, you were dripping wet and a loud moan escaped you when he curled his finger inside you, touching your tender spots.
You grabbed his arm and tried to push him away. “Lucifer, please,” you sobbed, tears of shame and pleasure clinging to your lashes. “Don’t do this. D-Diavolo,” you cried, glancing at Diavolo with pleading eyes. “Tell him to s-stop, please!"
"Don't do this, you say?" Lucifer asked, hovering more on you. "When you're already soaking and leaking?" He chuckled when the blush on your cheeks impossibly deepened and you jerked your hips away from him, shaking your head.
"Did you really like me tickling you that much, my love?" Diavolo suddenly asked. The sweetest gentleness in his voice. Lucifer saw him cupping your face between his hands as you shook your head again. "If you liked it so much, you should've said so!"
"I s-swear I don't! It's just, ngh! Haaa, wait! Wait, Lucifer, I- ah! Ahahaha!"
Surprised, moany laughter filled the room as Lucifer thrusted a single finger into you, teasing the weakest spot inside you and Diavolo's fingers were brought to life and they were pressed into your waist, tickling you all over again. Your hands tried to fight Diavolo's, but also Lucifer's and a cute human like you could only do so much against their inhuman strength, so in the end, you could only grip onto their wrists, trying to push them away.
Lucifer smirked at you. And you said you weren't turned on by the tickling? Now that Lucifer was stimulating your insides and Diavolo was tickling you, that sweet scent intensified, making both demons feel dizzy and just as horny as yourself. You were basically sucking onto his finger and he easily thrusted one more digit into you, curling them nicely to pleasure you.
You tried to close your legs, making Lucifer growl as he settled between them, keeping them open so he could angle his hand to keep touching while your clothes still got in the way. He felt strangely aroused when you squeezed him between your legs and he chuckled, sliding one more finger into you.
"Ngh! Plehehease! O-Oh, plehehease!" You cried, both your hands now moving to push at Diavolo. "Dohohon- ah! D-Dohohon't do this! S-ngh-Stahahap!"
"Why do you want us to stop if you're enjoying yourself so much?" Diavolo asked, genuinely confused, his thumbs digging into that muscle right above your hips, causing Lucifer to shudder, feeling that same spot tingling on himself. "Is Lucifer hurting you?" He teased and Lucifer huffed.
"I assure you I am not," he said, looking at you with half-lidded eyes. "I am doing my best to make her feel good, as always."
He kept hitting that sweet spot within you and he knew that the fabric of his glove was making you feel strangely good, but Lucifer wanted to give you more. He wanted to see your eyes roll back, he wanted to make you see stars, he just wanted more.
"AHAHAHA! W-Wahahait! NGH! Ah, w-wait! O-Oh, w-wahait!"
Poor you. It was as if Diavolo and Lucifer had read each other's minds for Diavolo had moved his hands to your tummy, causing your laughter to increase as well as your squirming. Lucifer, on the other hand, had pressed his thumb against your hardened clit, rubbing deep circles, making you throw your head back with a loud moan, your legs shaking slightly around him.
"I think our cute human will cum soon," Lucifer said, feeling the scent thicken around you all. "What shall we do, Diavolo?"
Diavolo chuckled, stealing a quick kiss to Lucifer's lips before sneaking his hands under your shirt to tickle your bare tummy.
"S-Stop! N-Nohohoho mohohore! No more! I- ah! I'm c-cumming! I'm- aaah!"
Looking at you cumming was something out of this world. Both Lucifer and Diavolo thought they had seen no creature as beautiful as you. The way your features twitched in pleasure, your body tensed and shook with the force of your orgasm, back arched beautifully. The way your hips tried to move away from their touches, and that wonderful unrestrained moan that escaped from your lips – all of you. They simply loved all of you.
And now, they have seen a new side of yours. A little secret that you were probably planning to keep to yourself for the rest of your days, but they had discovered it and Lucifer knew that neither him or Diavolo would forget about it. Especially not when your lips were trembling into a pleasured smile as you went through your high.
Lucifer felt you clenching wonderfully around his fingers and he made sure to walk you through your orgasm with gentle touches against your clit. Diavolo on the other hand, had turned his quick tickles into soft ones, fingertips dragging across your stomach, fluttering against your jumpy lower tummy.
"S-Stohop… A-Ah… N-Noho mohore," you babbled, trying to push their hands away from your hypersensitive body. "I c-cahan't, it… it tihickles…"
"And you love every second of it," Lucifer said, pulling his fingers out of you, making you cry and tremble.
"N-No." You shook your head. "Please, s-stohop," you said breathlessly, your skin still covered in goosebumps.
Lucifer chuckled, raising an eyebrow. "Oh? Are you sure about that? Diavolo, what do you-"
All the words got stuck in his throat when he looked at Diavolo. Lucifer felt a shiver run down his spine when he saw the lust darkening Diavolo's pretty golden eyes as he looked- no, stared at you. Lucifer heard the soft muffled sound of you holding back a whimper. He saw you trying to make yourself tinier under his intense gaze.
"I think,” Diavolo started and both Lucifer and you jumped a little, “that our dear here wants to play some more," he said and you shook your head nearly desperately, but who were you trying to fool?
Not them, obviously. Right?
Lucifer nodded and smirked, lifting his drenched gloved fingers for you to look at them. "Look what you did," he said. "Will you be a good girl and clean them up for me? Open your mouth," he commanded, not waiting for your answer, and your lips trembled before you opened your mouth wide for him.
Lucifer felt his hard-rock cock pulsating when he shoved his fingers into your mouth, making you gag slightly before you started sucking on his fingers, tasting yourself with a lustful glint in your dazed eyes. Your weak, trembling hands wrapped around his wrist and Lucifer smirked, shifting his hips forwards so you could feel his hard cock against your sensitive pussy. You moaned, grinding against him as his one free hand sneaked under your shirt to lightly trace your stomach. You choked around his fingers, letting out muffled giggles.
You looked so devastatingly wrecked, it made Lucifer’s cheeks flush as he grew more and more excited, his teasing thrusts against your clothed arousal grew faster as he was starting to feel it a bit too much and grunts and moans kept escaping from between his lips. His head started to feel light, his breathing became erratic and with just one more grind against you, Lucifer finally came in his pants.
He pressed his fingers against your tongue as he circled his hips. The release was blissful and almost painful after holding in for so long. He hung his head back with a pleased sigh as his body trembled and tingled. He was not one to cum this easily, in fact, the Avatar of Pride felt a little embarrassed as he slowly started to regain his senses. His flushed cheeks felt hotter as he pulled his fingers out your mouth, grinning lightly when you coughed around a moan. He shyly looked over at Diavolo.
His eyes widened and he trembled when he found Diavolo looking at him, face also flushed and fangs bare.
"I'm going crazy," Diavolo growled. "Take her clothes off,” he commanded, making you squeal and squirm.
Lucifer gulped. Things were heating up.
Diavolo grabbed Lucifer’s wrists and guided his wet gloved hand towards his own mouth; Lucifer held his breath when the Crown Prince bit the tip of his middle finger and pulled the glove off with his teeth.
"Do I need to repeat myself, Lucifer?" He purred, an eyebrow raised as he licked Lucifer’s finger.
The Avatar of Pride couldn't help but smirk, his body vibrating. "No, Your Highness," he said, quickly hooking his fingers into the waistline of your shorts and underwear, pulling them down. "I'll do as you say," he mumbled and your shorts and underwear were off in an instant, exposing your drenched warmth.
You shrieked, quickly trying to cover yourself up. "N-No, wait! D-Don't look! I-”
"Arms up."
Your arms immediately raised above your head on their own, making you cry out as you tried to pull them back down. Lucifer saw with a watering mouth how they stayed up, not moving even a millimeter. Your eyes were wide, looking at Diavolo with little tears on them. Diavolo had used his magic to keep your arms pinned and a ting of excited fear settled in your eyes.
What were you feeling exactly, Lucifer wondered. What did those tears mean? The sobs making you shake slightly could make him think that you were hating every second of it, but when you looked at him, he could see flames of lust in your eyes and he had seen those beautiful pleading eyes many times before to perfectly know that you were enjoying yourself more than what you wanted to admit.
Also, that sweet scent kept overflowing the bedroom, he was worried Barbatos might feel attracted to it as well. If you were hating this, would the scent be so damn strong as it was?
"Pl-Please…"
Please what, Lucifer wanted to ask, but then, Diavolo's deep voice was filling his ears and he couldn't think straight anymore.
"You had your fun," Diavolo said, gently placing a hand on Lucifer's shoulder. "Now it's my turn."
Lucifer nodded, obediently moving to the side from between your legs that quickly closed, trying to hide your pulsating and swollen pussy. He couldn't help but lean to capture Diavolo's lips in a fierce kiss. Tongues pushing into each other's mouth, swirling together in a dance that had Lucifer feeling light-headed. A pretty moan escaping him, causing both you and Diavolo to moan too.
The Avatar of Pride smirked against Diavolo's lips before pulling away, gently pushing the Crown Prince to that perfect spot where they could see their human from the best view.
"Di-Diavolo," you said, arching your back. "Pl-Please, I think- eek!"
Another adorable shriek left your lips when Diavolo rested his hands on your knees and suddenly opened them up widely, licking his lips hungrily.
"No, beautiful," Diavolo purred. "I don't want you to think, I actually want your mind to go blank so you can only focus on all the pleasure and tickling you're going to feel."
Lucifer shivered when you moaned, arching your back and thrusting your hips in the air.
"Now, excuse me," he said, his head lowering. “Thank you for the food.”
You gasped, "w-wait, n-no, ah! Aagh, Diavolo! Dia- angh!”
Lucifer saw with great pleasure how your eyes crossed when Diavolo's lips pressed against your heated and wet skin. His tongue licking the length of your slit, pushing into your folds until he found that little spot that had you seeing stars.
"D-Dia- aaaah- Diavolo! Ah, please! Please!"
Lucifer's hands were itching, but he just couldn’t tear his eyes apart from your beautiful face furrowed with pleasure. He couldn’t stop looking at your body, squirming and arching and pushing into Diavolo's mouth as he ate you out. He wanted to hear those delicious moans and those obscene wet sounds Diavolo evoked when his fingers also joined the fun, going further inside you as he sucked on your poor clit.
He wanted to look and hear, but oh, he so desperately wanted to touch you too.
“N-No, Lucifer!” He ignored your cries as he grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it up past your head and up to your immobile wrists. Lucifer grabbed your ribs and he chuckled when you jerked heavily. “I, I don’t w-ant- nnghh, this! Please!”
“When will you stop lying?” Lucifer purred as Diavolo slurped down between your legs, making you cry with pleasure. Lucifer lowered his head to your chest and he looked up at you adoringly. “Are you not ready yet to admit that you’re enjoying this?” He felt your skin covering in goosebumps as he started to place open-mouthed kisses around your breasts, teasing you some more.
He held your body still, pressing his hands on your ribs when you tried to arch more into his mouth. He felt you deliciously shuddering and trembling under their attention and he thought that he just couldn’t get enough of your frustrated cries and moans.
“Maybe we should really stop,” he said suddenly, his lips millimeters apart from your nipple, his warm breath making it go hard. Your gasps and moans grew louder and more frenetic by the second. You were so close tu cum again. “What do you think, Diavolo?”
“Since she’s hating it so much,” Diavolo said, raising his head from your heated folds. “I guess we should stop.”
The amazing frustrated cry that left your lips had both demons smirking and moving uncomfortably, their clothes becoming too tight around their crotches.
“Please, don’t!” You sobbed pitifully, your hips desperately shaking, trying to reach that wonderful relief, but it was useless. “Dia- Diavolo, please!”
“Now you want it?” Diavolo asked, cleaning his mouth with the sleeve of his black shirt. “Didn’t you say you wanted us to stop?”
“N-No, I j-just-!”
Lucifer grabbed your chin and made you look at him. “Would you be a good girl and tell us exactly what you want?” He purred and felt Diavolo’s chin resting on his right shoulder.
“We might be demons, but it is a hassle to read minds, you know?” He grabbed your waist and you jerked when he squeezed you softly. “So? What is it going to be?”
Oh, Lucifer almost felt bad seeing you sobbing like this, he wanted to take you between his arms and clean your tears, however, ‘almost’ was the key word. He was beyond dizzy with your scent overflowing Diavolo’s chambers. You were enjoying every second of this. You liked them teasing you until you cried, you liked them tickling you and eating you out. You liked them treating you like a little toy they could use until they got bored– so would you be good and admit it?
“Please,” you cried, liking your lips. “Please, please, please… tickle me more and keep making me feel good. Please?”
Lucifer felt Diavolo shuddering behind him and in a blink of an eye, he was back with his head between your legs, not before leaving an open-mouthed kiss to the back of Lucifer’s neck, making him bite back a moan.
“Ngh! Y-Yes! Th-That feels s-so good! NghahahAHAHA!”
Lucifer went to work quickly too. His hands latching to your ribs, squeezing them gently but hard enough to make you laugh your head off. His light, nimble fingers rubbed, pinched and vibrated against each bone and in the sensitive spaces in between. Your moany laugh made him shudder as he closed his mouth around your erect nipple. Your body reacted wonderfully to that, arching against his hands and mouth, asking to wreck you more.
“I cahahahan’t!” You laughed, shaking your head when Lucifer’s fingers found a nerve on your lower ribs that had you nearly in hysterics. “Plehehehase hahahave mehehercy! NGH!” You cried, but Lucifer ultimately ignored you as his tongue flicked your nipple.
Lucifer had never met someone who could get horny by tickling. It was a stupid game that he didn’t particularly enjoyed or disliked, but if he could, he would keep himself away from any situation that could possibly have him laughing his head off, so knowing that there was a silly human who liked being tickled to pieces was something new to him, yet it was also absolute adorable and, if he had to be honest, really hot.
Your laughter was simply beautiful and those obscene noises more so; it was a combination he never thought of but that was starting to be one of his favorites.
“PLEHEHEASE! Oh, plehehease, I’m gohohoing to cuhuhum! I’m going t-toho-! AH!”
You barely had time to regain your breath before you dissolved into another orgasm. Lucifer sucked on your nipple and dug his fingers into your highest ribs, so close to your armpits, as he felt you coming one more time. Your body jolted, shivered and trembled with great force, your skin covering in goosebumps.
He lifted his face to look at you, a string of saliva connecting your nipple to his mouth, and he whistled, seeing your face. You were sweating, tears rolling down your cheeks, drool dripping down your chin and even some snot was coming out from your nose. Your face was red, your eyebrows furrowed- you looked so beautifully wrecked, Lucifer could barely take it.
“P-Please,” you babbled, whimpering as Diavolo kept licking your trembling clit. “N-No m-more. It tihickles!”
“You’re gorgeous,” Lucifer mumbled, his nose nuzzling your wet cheek as you came down from your high. “I want you to laugh some more.”
You shook your head, “n-no plehease, I j-just cahame. It’s g-gonna be soho ba- AHAHAHA!”
Lucifer’s fingers were suddenly nestling under your arms, your armpits nicely taut for his fingers to tickle them merciless.
“NOHOHOT THEHEHERE!” You begged, howling in hysterics. Your laughter was the loudest they had ever heard. “Plehehease, Luhuhuci! I’ll reheheally dihihihie! Plehehease nohohot thehehere! I juhuhust cahahame!”
Lucifer chuckled, his fingers wiggling right in the middle of your armpits. “You’ll not die,” he said tenderly. “I won’t let you.”
You could only shake your head as Lucifer tickled you. The Avatar of Pride was vicious in his attack, he wanted to hear that hysterical laugh, he wanted to indulge you in all the tickling you’ve missed for not telling them what you wanted.
“I really can’t take this anymore,” Diavolo suddenly said and Lucifer turned around just to see the Crown Prince unbuttoning his slacks, his cock, red and wet, escaping from his underwear, looking ready to burst. Lucifer’s fingers froze as he stared at Diavolo’s length, he gulped, swallowing thickly. “You don’t mind, right beautiful?”
You gasped for air as you weakly lifted your head to look at Diavolo, your eyes widening when you saw his erect cock. You shook your head. “Di-Diavolo, I ju-just came. Give me o-one moment, I- fuck! Angh!”
He easily entered you. You were plenty wet already, Diavolo slipped easily into you. The Crown Prince gripped your thighs as he moved in and out. Your moans filled their ears and Lucifer didn’t know where to look, but his fingers twitched and he remembered he was tickling your poor, exposed armpits.
“NO! Nohohoho! Nahahat thahahat! Plehehehase! PLEHEHEASE! Luhuhucifeheher!” You threw your head back, laughing and moaning as Lucifer heard Diavolo’s own grunts and moans along with the sound of skin slapping against skin. “H-Hahaharder! Diahahavolo, h-hahaharder!”
Diavolo chuckled, “o-oh?” he said, through gritted teeth. “Harder? Like this?”
You moaned, “Yes! Yehehes, mohohore! Plehehase, mohohore!”
“More what?” Lucifer asked, tilting his head to the side with a playful smirk as he vibrated his fingers against your armpits, making you snort. “More tickles?”
You nodded your head weakly, “YEHEHES, plehehease! AH! Ahahahaa, nnngghh!”
Lucifer was surprised when you jolted and he looked behind him to see Diavolo’s thumbs sinking into your hips, tickling as he fucked you nicely. “You like that, beautiful?”
You nodded again, your voice hoarse. “Yehehehes! I’m gohohoing- annghh! I’m gohohoing to cuhuhum!”
“Me too,” Diavolo mumbled and Lucifer how both his lovers came undone at the same time. Their moans sending shivers down his spine.
“LUHUHUCIHIHIFER PLEHEHEASE!” You shrieked in hysterics. Lucifer hadn’t stopped tickling you and after cumming for the third time, you were far from sensitive, he was amazed you could laugh still. “I’m gohohoing crahahahazy, plehehehease!”
“Are you now? I’m sure you’re loving- whoa!” He was a bit startled when your arms suddenly came down, trapping his hands under them. Diavolo had broken his own spell and now you were free to move and squirm as you laughed your precious head off.
Lucifer chuckled and he finally stopped, pulling his head out from under your arms to let you catch your breath. You collapsed against the bed, breathing heavily and twitching a little. The strong smell slowly faded away and the demons’ arousal slowly died down as well as they looked at you adoringly and they both laid beside you, embracing you between their arms as they whispered sweet things against your ears.
‘Why didn’t you tell us before?’
‘Were you scared we were going to make fun of you?’
‘Was that too much?’
‘Did you enjoy yourself?’
‘What was your favorite part?’
A bunch of questions that mostly had you giggling because their whispers tickled you, but you answered each of them and they were satisfied, knowing that you stubbornly refused to admit that you were enjoying yourself.
“Thank you,” you said softly. “That was amazing… I wouldn’t mind repeating it again some time.”
Lucifer laughed at that and he squeezed your waist, making you giggle. “Like right now?”
“Nohoho! N-Not now,” you said, shaking your head and moving closer to Diavolo who gently covered your naked body with a blanket. “Right now I want to sleep.”
Diavolo beamed, “a nap sounds fantastic right now!”
Lucifer made a face, “we’re all sticky, though, let’s take a bath first.” He hid a smirk when you and Diavolo whined like children as he got up from bed, heading to Diavolo’s bathroom. “Who knows,” he said, shrugging. “Our hands can slip and we could end up doing something else- oh, weren’t you both in bed?”
Suddenly, you and Diavolo were behind him, following him into the bathroom and he chuckled, shaking his head.
In the back of his head he thought about the main reason he had visited Diavolo’s chambers in the first place and he felt guilty thinking about all the paperwork that was awaiting for him at his office. Maybe he can skip the napping and let his darlings rest while he worked and-
“Aha! N-Nohohot mehehe! Not mehehehe!” Diavolo laughed, already half naked with your hands glued to his ribs, tickling him playfully.
Lucifer sighed, smiling softly. Well, that paperwork could wait one more day, couldn’t it?
#obey me#obey me shall we date#obey me!#lucifer x diavolo x reader#ticklish!reader#ticklish!Diavolo#just a tiny bit lol#tickle fic#spicy#n$fw#mia's things#mia's fics#mia's commissions#ginnycakes
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If you ever bring back ur obey me phase :3
Uh
I have a little diavolo hc :3
His stomach is a killer spot and when he's being too roudy, energetic ect then barbatos or Lucifer will like poke him there and he'll shut up so fast X3
Also he wouldn't try to get revenge bc like, demon prince tktktktktktktktktktktk
Also he'd DEFO have super ticklish wings X3
Anyways bye now X3
-🧄anon
I HAVE SO MANY ASKS YALL IM SORRYYYY HAIII
eeeheeeheeeee diavolooo this is so real. He’s such a cutie but sometimes he doesn’t know when he’s being too much!!
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OK SO HEY YOURE REQUESTS ARE OPEN AGAIN I SEE!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!? OK THANKS GIRL ANYWAYS since im your biggest fan 😇 give me lee barbatos and idc who the ler is ( do diavolo <3) ily take care of urself and have fun with yo life girly <33
Take a Break
A/N: AAAAAAA BARBATOS IS MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE BABY OF ALL TIME, HOW CAN I DECLINE THIS? And ty! I hope you are taking care of yourself and much more girly <3
As the noon grew dim, in the ever so amazing castle held it's ruler and his butler, it was peaceful today, at least for the ruler, but the butler? Not so much, screams were remitted of the glorious castle, but not of fright or terror, no, they were of.... glee?
As Barbatos went to look around for the noise in his demon form, he saw the familiar faces of both his counterparts, his lord, Diavolo, and his very well trusted pride avatar, Lucifer.
As he took in the noises, his vision fixated onto the one he has heard screams from; Diavolo, he saw as the pride avatar had his finger's rivet between each of the red head's ribs, especially at his lower pair.
"How's that, Diavolo?" Chorused the raven haired male, having straddled his poor lords waist to keep him more in place. "Y-YOHOU PLAY SOHOHO FOHOHOUL!!" Chortled Diavolo, he had to admit, it was really.... adorable? Yes, magnificently adorable.
"Lucifer, may I take a moment off Diavolo's time to talk to him?" He interrupted, this gathered their attention as they stopped their 'childs' play. "What do you need, Barbatos?" Clicked Diavolo, having still be this stoked after such a doom, "Well, I was wondering, what would you need me to do, perhaps re-clean the place, may-" "Barbs." Diavolo cut him off his word's, earning a stunned yet cute look from the greenette to appear right before his eye's, "You are always working and working and, well, just working, you need to take a break!" The young lord had whined aloud.
"But-" "No if, what or buts! I say you're going to take a break right now!" He stated, he poked his side's at each poke in his sentence, observing as his butler held his breath in, averting his gaze slightly to watch as he poked his side's, as of he was forcing himself to stay still. "Don't do that-!" He stuttered, "Oh?" He asked, acting as if he hadn't known, "Well then, let me.." he then kneaded gentle circles into his side's, earning a shivery huff to leave his throat, this, of course, made the red head chuckle in amusement.
"What's wrong, does this.... tickle?" He mused, grinning ever so smugly, ohohoh, how he has learned so much from Lucifer, it's a blessing, yet a curse at this very moment, "N-No, it does not, Lord Dia-" "Please, just call me Diavolo." He informed, making a gentle smile spread over his features for a moment.
This agonizingly tingly sensation kept up on the same spot for a while now, as Barbatos was going to walk off, he yelped as the other suddenly squeezed at his thighs, "Thought I didn't realize all those other time's you tried to hide this exposed spot whenever I was tickling or being tickled~" Chorused the young lord, shoot, was it seriously that obvious?! It must be, but right now, he couldn't focus, all he knew was that he was shrinking to his knee's and howling like a prairie dog, agh, it was all too ticklish. "gYahAHAH! Lohord DiavOHOLO MY GOHOSH!" He threw his head back, not even realizing, nor caring that his head was on his shoulder with his daring hands still dreadingly squeezing and prodding at his inner thighs, his set all his nerves alight!
The question was, will he escape his merciless doom, or will he be stuck there for centuries?
#ratty writes#ratty replies🐀#akira the magnificent lee#lee!barbatos#ticklish!barbatos#ler!diavolo#ticklish!diavolo#obey me tickling#obey me tickle#tickle fic#lee!diavolo#ler!lucifer#ticklish!lucifer#making a part 2 for this too qjxhwhdh
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Stress Relief (Obey Me!)
Summary: Diavolo is distracted and overworked. Barbatos convinces Lucifer to help him solve the problem.
A/N: I'll admit, I wrote this on a whim and am posting it only because I know a lot of people like Diavolo and Lucifer fics. I hope it's enjoyable even if I kind of half-assed it lol. ^^'
Word Count: 1,507
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It took Diavolo a moment to realize Barbatos was trying to get his attention.
“Oh,” he said, blinking back to reality, taking the paper his butler was trying to hand him. “Yes, thank you. I’m sorry.”
Barbatos looked at him, frowning a bit in concern. “Are you well, my lord?”
“Yes! Yes,” the prince replied hurriedly, waving a hand in the air. “I’m perfectly—”
The butler placed a hand to his forehead. “You’re feeling a tad warm, I’m afraid. Perhaps it would be best for you to rest when you finish signing these last few papers.”
Diavolo brushed his hand away and picked up his pen. “I’m not warm because I’m unwell. Trust me. It’s just…”
Barbatos waited a beat. “Just what, my lord?”
The Devildom prince darted his eyes out the window where he’d been looking moments before. His butler followed his gaze, and after a moment, understanding dawned on him. “I see.”
“All right, give me the next one.” Diavolo held out his hand, and Barbatos handed the next sheet to him.
There was another pause. Then, in a slightly amused voice, “Would you like to join in on the fun, young master?”
Diavolo took the paper, looked it over, signed it, and held out his hand for another one. He couldn’t meet his butler’s eyes. “Well, it’s not as though I have time for that, do I?”
Barbatos didn’t reply. He handed him the next paper, then glanced out the window as his lord looked over it. The room they were in was directly across from another room in the House of Lamentation – a room which happened to be occupied by Lucifer and Belphie at the moment. It only took a moment of observation to realize that the oldest demon brother was currently tickling the youngest to happy hysterics, and that Belphie was loving the attention.
“Next,” Diavolo mumbled, immediately drawing Barbatos’ attention back to the job at hand. He handed him another sheet.
“Only a couple more, my lord,” he said, then looked back out the window again. The cogs were already whirling in his brain; it was just a matter of putting his plan into action.
He smiled to himself. This would be one of the easiest tasks on his to-do list today.
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Later that night after dinner, there was a knock at Diavolo’s bedroom door. Surprised – since Barbatos was already in the room with him and was usually the only one to disturb him at this time of night – he moved to answer, only for his ever-vigilant butler to beat him to it.
“Ah, Lucifer,” Barbatos said amiably, stepping aside to let him in. “We were expecting you.”
Diavolo quirked a brow. “We were?”
The butler nodded, bowed slightly, and slipped out the door, leaving the two of them alone.
Lucifer shot him a small smirk. “Barbatos spoke with me earlier. It seems you have a problem only I can solve.”
The prince didn’t know where this was going, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little nervous. Lucifer had become one of his best friends over the centuries, but when he got a look like that on his face, it was a little…unsettling.
“Ah…I can’t say I know what you’re talking about, but if Barbatos spoke to you about me without my knowledge, it must be something serious.”
“Oh, it’s serious.” Lucifer gestured for him to come sit with him on the bed, which Diavolo did a bit hesitantly. “He says you weren’t feeling well earlier.”
Diavolo felt his tension drain away, replaced by a strange mix of relief and frustration. “That demon. I swear, he doesn’t listen sometimes. I told him I’m feeling perfectly fine.”
“Are you?” Lucifer reached for his side and dug his fingers in without pretense or warning, making the redheaded prince yelp and jolt away in surprise. “He said you were pretty hung up on my tickle fight with Belphie this afternoon.”
“Fight?” Diavolo chuckled. “It looked more like you were dominating him.”
“That’s true. I never lose tickle fights.” Lucifer grinned, then dropped the act entirely and pushed Diavolo down onto his mattress, fingers finding purchase in his ribs, quickly and easily drawing out startled cackles from his newest victim.
“Ah! Ahahahaha, Luhuhuhucifer! Whahahahat are you—?!”
“Barbatos was concerned that you were not only distracted, but also missing out on something potentially fun. If you like this sort of thing.” Lucifer smiled at him, fingers dancing along his torso unhindered, as Diavolo was making no move to stop him. “Which it appears you do. Perhaps we should add some stress-relieving tickle sessions into your schedule.”
Diavolo’s cheeks were turning gradually pink, and his deep chuckles filled the air between them. “Thahahahahat would be nihihihihihice!”
“It would, huh?” Lucifer smirked, grabbing one of his arms and pinning it to the side to more easily reach his underarm. “I’ll be sure to tell Barbatos.”
“Hehehehehehe would nehehehehehehever!”
“No? Not even if it helps you relax? Furthermore, not even if you enjoy it?” Lucifer trailed down his side to his hip, pinching there. “I daresay he’d do just about anything for you.”
“Nohohohohohot this! He’s too seheheheheherious!”
Lucifer smirked, a new thought occurring to him. “Then perhaps you should tickle him first. But enough talk; I’m here to make you laugh.”
That said, the oldest demon brother settled in beside Diavolo, who did his part to help by rearranging himself to be on the mattress entirely instead of just halfway. Lucifer took his time, determined to find a spot that really got his friend laughing, tickling from his armpits to his hips and even down to his knees. He initially brushed over his thighs, but on his way back up he dug his fingers into the sensitive insides, and at last Diavolo arched off the bed, tossing his head back as real, genuine laughter burst out of him.
“There it is,” Lucifer chuckled, quickly moving to straddle his knees and keep him in place. “Ticklish here, Diavolo?”
“GAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES!!” Diavolo screeched, though he still made no move to stop him, fisting his hands into his hair instead. He let out a curse. “LUHUHUHUCI THAT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!!”
“‘Luci’?” The black-haired demon growled, switching from playful to vengeful in a second. “You know how I feel about that nickname, my lord.”
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA I’M SOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!” Diavolo screamed when his friend found a particularly sensitive bundle of nerves just before going into off-limits territory, arching of the bed again, one hand flying down to wave at him frantically, unable to reach all the way for how he was positioned. “NOHOHOHOHOHO NOT THEHEHEHEHEHERE!!”
“Oh?” Lucifer teased, honing in on that spot, smirking when the prince really began to lose his mind, laughing and flailing frantically. “This is such a naughty spot, your highness~”
“NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! I CAHAHAHAHAHAHAN’T HELP IT!! PLEHEHEHEASE!!”
“No, I suppose you can’t.” Lucifer reached one hand up to tickle his belly while kneading deep into that sensitive bundle of nerves on his inner thigh, finding he was enjoying this almost as much as if he were doing it to one of his brothers. “Well? Had enough for today, Diavolo?”
In response, Diavolo slapped the sheets of his bed with the palm of his hand in a surrendering gesture. “YEHEHEHEHES, YES, ENOHOHOHOHOUGH!! PLEASE, LUHUHUHUCI!!”
Lucifer growled, pressing in deeper. “Try again.”
“LUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUCIFER!!!”
“That’s better.” Finally Lucifer let him go, climbing off of him to sit on the bed at his side, grinning as he watched the prince gasp for breath and try and pull himself together despite the dark red blush on his face and eyes near to bursting with mirthful tears. “I’ll be sure to tell Barbatos that you’re feeling better, and that perhaps we should schedule some tickle time into your routine to help combat the stress.”
Diavolo giggled, covering his eyes with one hand and letting out a huge sigh. “That would be lovely. Thank you.”
The oldest brother chuckled and shook his head, scribbling along his belly one more time before standing up. “Shall I retrieve him for you?”
“Oh, I’m sure there’s no need. He’s probably standing right outside the door.”
Sure enough, moments later the door opened and Barbatos poked his head in, smiling softly at the both of them. “Are you feeling better, my lord? I’ve prepared some tea for your recovery.”
Diavolo laughed. “See?” He sat up and smirked at his butler. “Tea would be wonderful, thank you.”
“Of course, my lord.”
Lucifer shook his head and started to leave, but Diavolo stopped him. “Thank you. I appreciate that you were willing to drop that cold exterior and play around a little bit for a change.”
The black-haired demon smirked and shrugged. “I have six younger brothers. You think I don’t have to pull out the tickling card with them on a regular basis? Besides, much like Barbatos, I would do just about anything for you, my lord.”
Diavolo laughed. “Quit calling me that and come join us for tea, would you?”
Lucifer smiled and did just that.
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I want to hear you laugh
Yes, it's DiaLuci. I love them so much and they deserve more attention and tickle hehe At first I wanted to write a drabble, but it turned out to be a big fic because it's me XD I hope you enjoy it. Hug everyone^^
Summary: Just two lovers having fun
Warning: This is a tickle fic. If you don't like this, don't read it^^
Dialovo x Lucifer
Lucifer had his back against the large table in the student council room. His eyes were big like those of a cat, which expressed several emotions at once, misunderstanding, a little excitement, lust.. But the demon will never admit to the latter, although his boyfriend already knew everything in advance. Diavolo's tie was untied and a few top buttons were undone, and now could see his beautiful neck and collarbones. Lucifer's ideal image was also destroyed. The neck is also open and the future king gently caressed the pale skin with kisses and left crimson marks. The Avatar of Pride always tells him not to, but he's a prince and he wants to leave traces of love and passion on his boyfriend.
Lucifer's arms were wrapped around the redhead's neck. They were kissing. Diavolo sat dark-haired on the table and in just a second he laid him on his back and grabbed his wrists in his hands.
Luci wrapped his legs around the future king's waist and his back arched.
- Mmm D-Dia.. - phrase was interrupted by a kiss.
- I don't think this is the time to talk. - Diavolo smiled contentedly.
- The rest will come soon.
- Oh, is my Luci afraid that his brothers will see their older brother in such an obscene pose? - his eyebrows wiggled.
- Of course not, I'm not afraid of anything.
- Oh, really? - Diavolo lowered himself to the neck of his boyfriend and began to nibble, from which Lucifer began to squirm and shake his head..
- N-no, Dihia, I dihihidn't meahan ihit!
- Hmm, then what?
- Even if they see us, I'm not afraid of it. - demon blushed.
- Aww, you're so cute.
- I'm not!
- Oh, you're right. - Diavolo's hands instantly sank into the armpits of the Avatar of Pride. - You super cute.
- Whahahaht are yohohohou? Nohohoho! Dihihia, I'll kihihihill yohohohou!! - Lucifer began to squirm wildly.
- How rude, how can you say such a thing to a prince?! You must be punished! - red-haired tried to contain his laughter and began to tickle faster.
- Thahahahahat's enohohohough! Thihihihis is nohohot whahahahat wehehehe wahahahahanted!
- You forced me hehe. - Diavolo looked lovingly at his writhing boyfriend, because this rarely happens outside of their room.
Dia bent down and started blowing raspberries into the Avatar of Pride's neck.
- I haahahahahahahte yohohohou!!! StohohoHOHOHOP! - Luci began to squeal and wiggle his legs.
- It's not true, my sun. I know how much you love me. - another raspberry and the fingers began to vibrate in the armpits again. - And I know how you love been tickled.
Demon's cheeks reddened no longer from uncontrollable laughter, but from the prince's words. It was true, now he can't imagine his life without this big baby. But at the same time, he wants to kill him right now.
- WahahAHAHAHAHAHAIT, PLEHEHEHEHASE, I CAHAHAHAN'T - his back arches and Lucifer tries to reach his boyfriend's lips.
- Aww do you want to kiss me? - lord smiled. - How can I refuse you?
Diavolo, fortunately for the Avatar of Pride, stopped and began to kiss Lucifer's pink face with gentle kisses as he struggled to catch his breath.
- Do you still hate me and want to kill me? - Dia innocently looked at his boyfriend as if he hadn't destroyed him a few minutes ago.
- W-wehell, if ohonly a lihihittle. - he giggled.
- What?! Lucifer, how can you say that to your boyfriend? - his fingers wiggled in the air and very slowly began to sink to the armpits.
Demon twitched and wiggled his legs so fast.
- Okay, okay, I'm sorry. I don't hate you and I don't want to kill you. - he blushed again and looked away.
- Glad to hear it! - future king took the Avatar of Pride by the chin and looked into his eyes. - Don't hide your beautiful eyes from me. - he smiled and kissed his nose.
- Mmm. - Luci closes his eyes and tilts his head back as he feels soft lips on his neck.
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- It wasn't me at all! Why do you think so! - heard a familiar voice. It was Mammon.
- Maybe because only you needed this thing and you stole it. - heard the second, more offended voice. It was Asmodeus.
The door to the hall abruptly opened and the voices immediately quite down when all six brothers saw Lord Diavolo and Lucifer, who was lying on the table with his head thrown back.
The eyes of the second born widened.
- What the heck?!
Only after that, the couple in love realized that they were not alone. Dia abruptly got to his feet and helped his boyfriend do the same.
- Oh, friends, you are early today. - prince smiled nervously and blush.
- Actually, we arrived just in time. - Satan smiled mischievously.
Lucifer remained silent, trying to calm his racing heart and get his clothes in order.
- You know, Lord Diavolo is right and we really came too early. - Asmo looked at all the brothers. - I think we should take a walk in the garden for a while and we'll be back later. - he began to push them all so that they began to leave the hall.
- H-hey, Asmo! I actually want to see it. - Mammon said displeasedly.
- You're too small for that. - Avatar of Lust giggled softly at the loud "WHAT?!" and looked at his older brother and the future king. - Enjoy~ he winked and smiled as Diavolo smiled his big smile too. He was so grateful to Asmodeus.
As the door closed, Luci exhaled.
- I told you they would see us. - he crossed his arms.
- Oh, but we got such an adrenaline rush. - prince hugged his boyfriend.
Lucifer rolled his eyes but smiled.
- My revenge will be terrible. - he whispered and pushed the future king on the table.
- L-Luci...W-wahahahait, let's talk about ihihihit. - prince giggled nervously.
- About what? - Avatar of Pride chuckled and sat on Dia's thighs.
- Um, I love you. - Diavolo was so innocent.
- Aww, I love you too my sweet ticklish prince. - demon's fingers wiggled slowly, especially to hear the children's squeaks of his boyfriend.
- I'm not even touching you yet~
- I knohohow. - he covered his mouth with his hands.
- No no no, Dia, I want to hear you laugh. - Lucifer took off his gloves with his teeth and made his way under the coat of the future king.
- AGH Lucihi! - cheeks immediately became red. - Plehehease, nohohohot thehere.
- Why?~
- You know.
- No. - his fingers slipped under his shirts and pinched his hipbones.
- Oh nohohoho nohohOHOHO NOHOHOHOHO
- Oh yes yes yes hehe. - dark-haired began to tickle his boyfriend's hips and immediately a scream was heard.
- Nohohohoho oh pleahahahahahase, nohohohot heheHEHEHEHERE! - lord's hands began to cling to Luci's shoulders.
- If you didn’t want this, you could easily remove my hands. Oh, my sweet prince loves it~ he gently kissed his boyfriend's nose and his nails began to scratch hipbones.
- LucihihiHHIHIHI, PLEHEHEHEAHAHAHASE, I CAHAHAN'T WHEHEHEN YOHOHOHOU'RE DOHOHOHOING THIHIHIHIS!
- Your bones are so sensitive~ Hehe, this is sweet revenge on you for being so naughty and my brothers saw all this.
- I'm sohohohohorry, I dihihihidn't mehehEHEHEAHAHAN TOHOHO. I JUHAHAST REHEHEALLY MHIHIHISSED YOHOHOU TOHOHODAY AHAHAHAND AHAHAHALWAYS WHEHEHEN YOHOHOHOU'RE NOHOHOHT AROHOHOHUND
After these words, Lucifer stoped and stroked his red cheek.
- I miss you all the time too. - he lay down on his boyfriend's chest. - But that doesn't change the fact that you're a naughty cute giggling prince. - demon kissed his cheek. - My naughty cute giggling prince.
Diavolo huged the Avatar of Pride and cuddle him close.
- We'll continue when the student council is over, right? - lord blushed and hid his face in Luci's hair.
- Hehe of course. - Lucifer kissed the future king on the lips.
- I love you.
- Love you too.
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Got any thots/ideas in wing kink for Luci, Simeon, or anyone with wings?
a/n: there's a few different types of wings among the cast, but I think they're all unique and worth talking about!
wing headcanons
featuring: lucifer, mammon, asmodeus, beelzebub, diavolo, simeon, raphael (+ michael and karasu)
0.7k words | nsfw | suggestive
cw: wing kink implied. sexual situations and predator/prey kink mentioned. the predator/prey kink section is after the divider if you prefer not to read that part.
One of the first signs of trust is the casual affection he shows you when his wings are revealed. He might not always reach for your hand in public, especially if he's a bit more reserved by nature. However, what you do feel is the soft sensation of his wing brushing against your side when you walk beside him. He doesn't even mean to do it at first. It's like his wing naturally extends itself to curl around your back or glide against your arm. It's an unconscious gesture motivated by his feelings for you.
He might ask you to help with his wing care next. If he has wings made of feathers, he sits patiently while you preen them. You're especially careful when you straighten the feathers that look stuck out of place. Your hands are coated with a special oil that keeps his wings soft and protected from harsh wind and cool rain. It's a ritual for both of you now, one that often leads to grateful kisses and quickly descends into passionate lovemaking. Preening his wings was something he didn't enjoy doing by himself, or he reluctantly asked others to help him. Now that he has you, he craves the intimacy of it.
Leathery wings don't require the same level of care, but your lover is still grateful when you try to make him feel pampered and cared for. Sometimes stroking the edge of his wings feels ticklish. Sometimes it sends little bolts of desire shooting through his body straight to his cock. You never know whether he's going to laugh and squirm away from your hands, or if he's going to spin around and pin you underneath him.
Beelzebub's wings are thin and extremely sensitive, and he doesn't like it when they're touched. You are a rare exception. He trusts that you won't hurt the delicate wings that sit against his back. It feels nice when you gently run your fingers along the very edges. He rewards your gentleness and understanding with hungry kisses and greedy hands that rid you of all your annoying clothes.
As the crown prince, Diavolo's wings are particularly impressive and adorned with precious gold ornaments. He secretly likes it when you tease him about keeping the gilded gold pieces clean while you polish them to a glimmering shine. For special occasions, he'll even change them to a different metal that suits your preferences better—he wants to look his best for you. Don't be surprised when he offers you gifts of jewelry made with the same precious metals and jewels that match his own. He would love to see you wear them—and only them—the next time he invites you to spend the night.
Most of the time, fucking someone in his true form can be clumsy or awkward. He doesn't just let anyone touch their wings so intimately either. When you're intimate, he might purposefully reveal his wings. His wings wrap around your body and draw you close while he shields you from the world, protecting you when you're naked and vulnerable. (It also hides you from unworthy eyes that don't deserve to see you that way.) Sometimes his wings randomly appear in the height of passion, unfurling at his back when pleasure drives away all thought and reason except the singular desire to touch you. When his mind isn't clouded with lust, he looks a bit bashful that he lost control like that to begin with—it only happens when he's with you.
Another possibility is a little bit of predator/prey roleplay. Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to be hunted? Your winged lover is more than happy to indulge in this kink should you ask. The forests of the Devildom (or the human world) are perfect for this. He leads you there and urges you towards the tree line in front of you. He'll even give you a head start.
(You're going to need it.)
It begins when you finally run into the darkened woods with only glimpses of moonlight to illuminate your path. The smallest sounds are impossibly loud, echoing off the trees around you: a snapping twig, the crunch of fallen leaves under your feet, your own ragged, panted breaths. Sometimes you see movement from the corner of your eye and when you turn around, there's nothing there. What you do notice is the tree branch high above you shaking slightly, as if someone was just there and then launched himself back into the sky.
(He's toying with you.)
Adrenaline gives you one last burst of energy that propels your feet forward, and you keep running despite the burning in your lungs. The blood in your veins is laced with lust and fear in equal measure. It's not long before you finally hear it: the sound of wings slicing through the air and growing louder as he draws near. Do you hear the soft swish of feathers? The taut snap of leathery wings billowing against the wind? Or perhaps it's the bzzzt of wings fluttering rapidly at his back that quickens your pulse? Suddenly, his familiar silhouette looms above you and blocks the moon from view. You're pinned against his chest before you realize what's happening, and his arms (and sometimes wings) curl around your body. Greedy hands start to pull at your clothes as he crushes his lips against yours. The game is over, and you're finally his to claim.
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•°~* Careful Touches *~°•
Prompt: Touching their demonic features (Wings/Tails).
(This is my first one. It ain't the best, idk. Lol)
Being human, it was only natural that you'd be curious about what makes the brothers different from yourself, like their horns and such.
Whenever they were in their demonic forms, you couldn't help but stare at them with fascination. You just had to say something...
"They're beautiful... Can I touch your wings/tail?"
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Lucifer
"You want to touch my wings? I always knew you were brave."
Lucifer doesn't just let anyone touch his wings. They must be people he trusts and respects. Out of all three realms, there are only 4 beings who have laid a hand on his wings and are still alive: Diavolo, Mammon, Simeon, and now you.
Lucifer's wings are dense with soft, fluffy feathers. It's so thick with feathers that you can't see your fingers anymore as you sink your hand. Be gentle with your strokes, while his feathers are as resilient as him, it can still cause him discomfort if handled roughly.
As you pet his wings, he physically relaxes. Letting out a heavy sigh, his composure becomes less strict. He feels vulnerable, but he thinks that he is okay with that. It was an intimate experience for him as he doesn't particularly like his wings. they hold a painful past to him, but you said they look beautiful... Someone can see the beauty in something he can't. Someone can see the beauty in his past, and that means the world to him.
You'll see him letting his wings unfurl more often when it is just the two of you. A cursed record playing in the background, he is working on paperwork with you on his lap, stroking his wings. It's soothing.
Mammon
"Eh? My wings? B-beautiful? Of course, ya think my wings are beautiful! They belong to the great Mammon after all!"
Mammon went bright red, but that didn't matter to him. His human thinks his wings are beautiful! Damn, right! Of course, you can touch his wings, and don't stop until he says so!
Mammom's wings are smooth but rough like leather. He uses a certain wax to make them sleek and shine. He has to look good. He is a model, after all.
As you stroke his wings, he started to squirm? Laugh? He almost pushed you away in a giggle fit. Turns out, he is very ticklish on his wings. It's more sensitive near the base of his wings, and it's the easiest place to tickle him to tears. He has noted to himself to never to let you touch his wings when you have that mischievous look on your face.
He likes using his wings to get your attention, especially now that he knows you like them. He'll walk around the house with his wings out, and he'll try to make it look like he is naturally stretching them, but we all know he's forcing it. He'll wrap them around you more often, using it to guide you closer to him. If you ask him about it, he'll deny it in his tsudere fashion but continues.
He has also bragged about it to everyone. Everyone. "Hey, guess what! My human said these wings are beautiful! Ya hear? What did they say to ya? Nothin'? that's what I thought."
Leviathan
"H-huh?! B-beautiful? You think my tail is beautiful?! Y-you must be lying. This must be one of your normie tricks!"
Leviathan went straight to denial. No way do you like his tail! His tail is such an eye-sore, he tells himself, why can't it be as dangerous as Satan's or as cute as Belphagor's? There is no way— W-wait, YOU'RE SERIOUS?! Once you assure him that you're serious and you'd love to touch his tail, he goes bright red and quiet. Give him a moment, and he'll slowly lift his tail towards you. He looks away, still hesitant. You have a feeling that if you don't stroke his tail now, you might affirm his thoughts and make him cry.
Levi's tail is smooth, and your hand glides over his scales. The scales themselves give his tail a nice and unique texture. It rattles with nervousness, but once you praise it, he'll melt into putty.
Levi is more comfortable having his tail out now, which also means you will be finding that tail wrapping itself around you more, too. It has a mind of its own that always betrays his tsudere act. He'll swear he'll never fall for your normie tactics while his tail is slithering its way up your thigh and waist.
It gets more clingy to you the more you pet and praise it. He still has days where he hates his tail, but you are always there to adore it.
Satan
"I don't think that would be a smart idea..."
Satan's tail is as dangers as his wits. It has razor-sharp edges that have shown Satan its strength in fights and fits of rage. He hates the thought of hurting you, no matter how much you want to touch it.
Even if somehow you have managed to convince him that he won't hurt you, he is still hesitant. He keeps plasters and bandages on standby as you gently press your finger on his tail. The tales aren't false. A light press, and you can already feel how sharp it is. Press any harder, and you'll cut yourself. It makes a rattle noise when it moves, like two bones hitting each other.
After you pet his tail without hurting yourself, he'll be slightly more relaxed with it. He's still wary, though.
So, no tail hugs like Leviathan or Belphegor. Sorry :(
Asmodeus
"Oh, hon! I know they're beautiful! And of course you can touch them. You don't have to ask, I don't bite. Unless you'd like that~"
Asmodeus' wings are drop-dead gorgeous! Of course, you'd stare at their beauty. You don't ever have to ask to touch his wings as he'll probably ask you to touch them often.
Asmo's wings are soft and smooth, like his porcelain skin. They would have been like Mammon's leathery wings if Asmo didn't dose his own wings with skin-care and wing-care products. A very next texture to touch. His wings flutter with excitement when you pet them. He just can't help it!
Most times, when you pet his wings, it can quickly take a spicy turn. How can he not when you are caressing him so sensually?! But, he does slightly prefer the more domestic feeling of cuddling with his favourite person (other than himself) with them showering him in affection. The only thing he really ever wants...
He spends so long on his wings' care because he really misses his old wings. They were so pure and beautiful. Now they're dull... To make up with that, he has a 2 hour care routine, per wing, that he does every week. If you would like, he can show you his wing-care routine, and you can help him too! He'd love that! He has 4 wings, and caring for each of them is a time exhausting task. He appreciates that you take time out of your day to help him.
Beelzebub
"Yes. You can. Just... Be careful with them..."
Beelzebub's wings are delicate, despite the rest of him. His insect wings can easily tear, but fortunately, his wings regenerate quickly. It's still painful. Because of this, he very nervous at letting people touch them, but he knows you won't purposely hurt him.
Beel's wings are thin. It's kind of hard to pet them. Doesn't mean you can't have a closer look to something so different from anything else you have seen. His wings make a buzzing noise when he flaps them really fast. The same buzz makes most buffets in devildom have flashbacks.
His wings are also too weak to make him fly. Have you seen him? There is no way those thin wings can make that buff bloke fly! If anything, it might let him glide or hover for a short time for sports. He has to buzz them really quick to do that, so when he is attempting to hover, a big gush of wind happens and is able to send you flying.
Beelzebub is happy you like his wings, but he is sad that you can't really pet them like the other brothers. It is what it is.
Belphegor
"Really? Huh... You're werid. You can touch it if you let me use you as a cushion."
Now you have a lazy demon napping on your lap, and he is not moving no matter how much you try. I mean, a free nap spot and free pets!? How can he say no?
The base of his tail is rought fur, and the end is very fluffy, a perfect pillow, but it's really knotty as he is too lazy to care for it. Maybe you can brush it? He'll let you brush it. It saves him from getting scolded at by Lucifer or Asmodeus for not looking after himself because he was lazy. Once you've brushed it, it poofs up and becomes all fuzzy.
Unlike Satan's and Levi's tail, Belphie can't control his tail, so he can't use them as another arm or weapon. The most he can do with his tail is wag it like a cow would do.
Belphie also trips on his tail a lot. When Belphie falls over, he doesn't get up. He just lays there and waits. He waits until one of his brothers or you pick him up. It's the main reason why he carries his tail, not cause it's a fluffy pillow. It being like a fluffy pillow is just a happy little coincidence.
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Diavolo + A
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What they're like after sex?
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• After a passionate night together, Diavolo and MC lie together in their bed, exhausted but utterly thrilled and content. Diavolo cuddles and caresses MC, nuzzling their neck and whispering sweet words of love and adoration in their ears. they both look each other in the eye and smile gently. Diavolo cups MC's face in his hands and leans in for one last tender kiss, then they both drift peacefully off to sleep together, comfortable and fulfilled.
• Diavolo would likely be quite concerned with making sure the MC isn't in pain or discomfort and would be willing to do whatever he can to make them feel better. Overall, Diavolo would be a very attentive and loving partner after sex.
• Diavolo would hold MC tightly in his arms, gently stroking their hair and holding them close. He would whisper words of affection and praise into their ear, telling them how much he cares about them and how they are perfect just the way they are.
• He would also probably nuzzle MC's neck and give them kisses all over, showing them his love and affection while soothing their nerves and calming any anxiety they may have after a particularly intimate moment.
• Diavolo would remain patient and gentle with MC, making sure they feel safe and taken care of even after intimacy. {"My darling, you have once again been completely and utterly wonderful. I cannot put into words how happy you and our time together makes me. You are everything to me, and I will always cherish every single beautiful moment spent with you. I love you with all my heart."}
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Diavolo likes to touch your hair and face, he grabbed your head with his large hand and brought his face closer to yours as he ran his fingers through your hair.
You both were panting, breathing hard, as you were drowning in his bright eyes. Those golden eyes which were so shiny in that dark room. "Huuuh...Aaah... dia..." you moaned.
Diavolo surely had a soft spot for touching your cheeks in particular. He would also likely like to touch you all over, and would probably be very interested in exploring and discovering all the ways your body can react and feel, from your sensitive and vulnerable areas to your most ticklish or even erotic spots.
"You're so good for me, dear." He gave you a little chuckle as he was scanning your body and soul with his golden eyes... yes, he could see you in that dark room.
You wrapped your arms around his neck, eliminating the distance between your lips and his. the Prince welcomed your desire to kiss; exploring your mouth with his loyal tongue. While he was holding your waist with his other hand and helping you to ride him.
Diavolo would probably also have a soft spot for touching and caressing your hips and thighs, as well as your neck, collarbone, and any other areas of your body that might be exposed or easily accessible.
Your moans got louder when he finally let go of your hair and gripped your thighs with both his hands. You couldn't close your mouth at all as he pounds himself into you and your whole body was trembling, shaking and going up and down.
"...Dia...Dia! I'm... I'm...mmm–!" He was no longer the gentle soft giant you knew, but somehow rough, with his big tongue inside your mouth, and your saliva mixed, making mess.
Diavolo could feel the full weight and warmth of your body on top of him. It was also a nice view for him. Yes, you were not that heavy for him, particularly his hands were focusing on your hips and thighs, which he was enjoying touching and caressing them hardly.
"Shhh... be patient, just a little more..." He whispered on your ear, making you to ride him faster by pushing you up and down.
"Aaaaa...Ah! I can't take it anymore!—" you cry out as you were digging your nails on his shoulders. He wrapped his large arms around your waist and held you firmly in place, cuming inside you as he pressed his lips to your delicate shoulder.
You called his name for the last time as you came at the same time. And you stayed in that position for some minutes. No no, he wasn't going to waste a drop of it, you had to take it all in and keep there, even though his seed was too much for you so eventually some of it flowed out, dripping from his own hips.
And in that dark room, no sound could be heard except for your pantings...
You were out of energy, surely if he hadn't wrapped his arms around your waist you would have fallen and passed out right there. Your hands slid to your sides and you slumped back limply as you tried to breathe deeper.
He placed a kiss on your shoulder and then hugged your body tighter and rested his head on your shoulder. With your head tilted back, you looked up at the black and dark ceiling... you could hardly even see the movement of the black curtains around his king sized bed.
"Thank you MC, you are perfect." He gently laid your limp body on the bed and brought his face close to yours as he was on top of you. He tried his best not to put his weight on you.
You caressed his hair and cheek lazily. His eyes were shining brighter than ever.
"Dia... I love you." and now that the clouds had finally moved away from the moon, you could see his face in the moonlight lightening the room. He smiled happily, and kissed your forehead.
He placed his hand on your stomach gently and caressed it, then, slowly pulled himself out of you. "Love you too, my dear."
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Butting In (Part 3) Beel and Belphie
Male/AMAB MC finds an intriguing sex toy – a magical fleshlight, which is automatically connected to the body of whoever haunts their sexual fantasies. How will each brother react if MC succumbs to the temptation and uses the device?
amabMC x Beel | amabMC x Belphie
2.3k words | NSFW | Porn without plot | gn!pronouns MC | AO3 link
Content Warnings: Dub-con | Anal Sex | Cock Warming
Part 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi)
Part 2 (Satan, Asmo)
Part 4 (Diavolo)
Beel
It’s an important day for Beel. The Fangol match, the most important game of the season, starts within minutes. The rival team is very challenging; it consists of the most ruthless and fearless demons. Beel’s team is not as daring, but this doesn’t matter; they’ve always succeeded thanks to their skills. So, no matter how cocky their opponents are, Beel’s team will be victorious.
The only thing that upsets Beel is the fact that MC didn’t make it to the game. The match is taking place in another city, far away from home. Far away from Lord Diavolo’s watchful eye. The further it is from the capital, the more hostile the locals are towards humans. Lucifer decided that it would be best to avoid any confrontations, so MC was left at home. While Beel understands his brother’s concerns, he wishes MC was here. He even tried to secretly carry them in a giant suitcase (MC was overjoyed by this plan), but Lucifer detected them instantly.
But even though MC was left at home, they will still be watching the game on TV. And that means that Beel has to do his best. He always does, but this time is… special.
The match begins and the rival team starts playing brutishly from the get-go. Their energy is almost admirable, but it’s nothing that can’t be countered by Beel’s skills. He notices that the cameramen constantly follow him since he is the main star of the game. Beel usually doesn’t care much, he’s used to constant attention. But MC is somewhere on the other side of these cameras, so he unconsciously attempts to look good. Luckily, Asmo gave him a couple of pieces of advice about the best angles and such, but it’s the first time Beel has managed to practice this knowledge. And judging by the impressed sighs of the fans on the tribunes, Beel is doing a great job.
Perhaps he’s doing a little too well.
A strange feeling within his body appears suddenly, almost making him miss the ball. Something penetrates him, slowly sliding inside. The sensation is incredibly strange, but Beel has no time to think about it too much: two giant demons are running right at him, with a clear goal to take away the ball. Beel frowns and concentrates on the game, ignoring strangely pleasant movements inside his ass. As long as they don’t bother him too much, it will be fine. Beel will deal with them later.
But as much as he wants to disregard this strange feeling, it gets more bothersome by the minute. First, it’s just light, almost careful touches. They are slightly annoying and ticklish, but nothing too maddening. Beel’s dick is reacting too eagerly, though, but at least the protection on his equipment, which is covering his groin, masks his boner from the other players and audience.
It’s hard to think when all the blood runs from the head all the way to the cock, but luckily, Beel is not the type of player who needs much thinking. His one and only strategy is his instincts and constant improvisation. So the demon continues playing as he always has, despite temporary distractions. Though, he does notice that his throws are a bit stronger than usual; that he pushes the member of the other team a bit too harshly. Beel’s body is getting agitated, and it impacts his style of playing.
The appearance of the sticky liquid inside his butt almost goes unnoticed. Beel’s body casually absorbs it, as it does with everything that gets inside. The problems start only when something bigger starts pushing inside, messing up an easy pass of the ball to the other player. Beel misses as his legs start shaking. His insides enjoy being massaged by this unknown object too much, and this frustrates the demon. He’s not going to lose because of this minor annoyance.
Beel focuses on his lower body, still carefully watching the ball. Just several more seconds, and he’ll be able to join the game properly. He just needs to get rid of the distraction. Beel’s muscles clench around the object, swallowing it deeper in one motion. His walls envelop it, preventing it from moving. Beel can’t hold back a satisfied smile. The intruder is stopped and trapped. And the surprising feeling of being full boosts Beel’s mood. He was always craving the sensation of fullness, but he didn’t expect to get it from his ass instead of his stomach. But Beel definitely won’t complain. So, with a mysterious object pleasantly filling his body, a huge boner that can be disregarded for now, and a new wave of energy, Beel returns to the game.
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Meanwhile, in the House of Lamentation, MC panics. The damn artifact is completely stuck, and they can’t remove it from their dick. The toy pulsates and squeezes the hardened flesh, just enough to keep the dick inside but not enough to hurt it. MC lets out a heavy breath and looks at the screen of the TV. It seems that whoever is recording the game thinks that all the audience wants to see is Beel. Well, they are not completely wrong, especially when it comes to MC, but still. Beel looks too good in all this gear, and that’s what made MC try out this artifact in the first place. Now they regret it.
One more attempt to take this thing off ends in failure. MC tries to get rid of the boner, thinking about something completely unsexual, but alas. The artifact’s warmth and constant twitches around the cock drive MC crazy. It’s impossible to trick the brain into thinking about anything else besides these mind-blowing sensations. MC clenches their teeth and fists and continues watching the game. How long does it even last? MC looks at the timer in the corner of the screen. Damn, three hours. Well, perhaps they’ll manage to get so invested in the game, that the boner will go away by itself.
…But it never happens. By the end of these excruciating hours, MC is ready to bang their head against the wall. This sweet torture didn’t stop for the whole duration of the game. Their balls are ready to burst; the slightest physical contact, even from the surface of the damn couch, sends shivers along their whole body. The only thing they crave is a long-awaited release, but the artifact doesn’t let go, even for a moment.
MC hears an announcement that Beel’s team has finally won, so they open their eyes and turn in the direction of the TV. Blood pumping in their head doesn’t let them hear almost anything, but they find solace in the bright Beel’s smile.
As Beel takes the trophy into his hands, the artifact suddenly relaxes, stopping clenching around MC’s dick so harshly. MC feels tears of relief running down their face as they thrust inside the toy one last time, finally coming inside. As they lose consciousness from such an intense climax, all they can see is the satisfied grin of the demon on the screen.
Belphegor
Belphie smiles happily as he sleeps, hugging his favorite pillow and diving deeper into the dream. One of the perks of being the Avatar of Sloth is the ability to control his own dreams. Most of the time he just lets them roam freely, but lately he finds himself wanting to control them to recreate different scenarios. They are always different. Sometimes it’s a field under the night sky. Sometimes the House of Lamentation, or RAD, or one of the shops or restaurants. Places change, but one detail is constant.
MC. They are the star of every dream. Their presence feels natural, even necessary; without them, neither the field nor stupid RAD wouldn’t feel so magical. Most of the time Belphie just wants them nearby. They both don’t talk and don’t do much, just enjoying each other’s company in silence. Belphie doesn’t want to create artificial dialogs. How miserable would it be? The recreation of MC in his dreams is already embarrassing.
But lately, the demon has become more and more greedy with each dream. It never goes beyond handholding or comfy snuggles in each other’s embrace, but Belphie still feels uneasy. Who would’ve thought that he, the demon, would feel bad for using MC in his fantasies? But he made a great excuse for his conscience. It’s just training. Yeah, training to gain more confidence and then do the same thing with MC once again, just in real life. Belphie just doesn’t feel like he has enough practice. Just one more dream or two…
This time, the place is special. It’s a night express, a magical train that traverses the skies of the Devildom. To get the tickets on this train is incredibly difficult, but nothing is impossible within a dream.
Belphie sighs contently as the scene develops around him. The night sky and the land below seem unmovable behind the widows, but Belphie can feel the motion of the train. A round table, full of delicious-looking dishes, appears right in front of him. He can’t taste any of these meals, but it doesn’t matter. Because MC walks in the room, smiling at him. They sit at the table, and Belphie immediately joins. He settles right next to them, gawking at the familiar features of their face. It’s a good thing that Belphie has a good memory. MC smiles once again and takes him by the hand. The demon feels a blush on his face as he squeezes their hand tighter…
And then MC tears their hand from his grasp and instantly shoves two fingers right into Belphie’s ass. Through the pants and everything.
The demon squeaks and almost wakes up from shock, but he manages to stay within a dream. Belphie stares at a gentle smile on MC’s lips as he feels the movement of their fingers in his butt. The whole situation is so crazy that his brain refuses to analyze what is happening. Did he lose control over his dream, and now it has turned on him? But it never happened before. Besides, the feeling of the fingers is too real, like if MC was somewhere near his sleeping body and decided to… ‘play’ with him, impacting his dream and making his own imagination rebel. But it’s impossible, right?
The fingers continue to slide inside him, making the demon blush under MC’s attentive stare. Now their smile seems more mocking than gentle. Belphie shakes his head, trying to regain control over his emotions, but getting suddenly fingered by MC in the middle of the legendary train impacts his feelings more than he expected.
His embarrassment goes through the roof as he feels something wet on his hole. His entrance gets swiftly lubricated by skilled fingers, and all he can do is tremble and hide his red face from the imaginary MC.
MC slowly stands up, Belphie doesn’t feel their touch anymore. But he knows that it’s temporary. There is a sense of anticipation in the air, the demon knows that it’s not the end. He’s fully aware that as soon as whatever impacts his body proceeds with its plan, his dream will adapt. He can’t prevent the events from developing, they will take over his mind and body. The only thing Belphie can do is wake up. If he wakes up, chances are that the sensations won’t be gone, but at least he won’t deal with this imaginary MC.
But the demon hesitates. Maybe he… wants to see what happens next. Even if it’s not real, still. It’s almost like it’s real, MC is no longer under his control and does whatever they want. It’s the most authentic experience he’ll ever have. Well, unless he’ll gather enough courage to ask them on a date…
No matter how much Belphie was preparing himself for it, he wasn’t ready to lose all his clothes and get tossed right on the table in a blink of an eye. Here he was sitting, thinking the whole situation through… And the next second, he finds himself naked, laying on his back with his legs spread. The feeling of something big pushing inside his ass provoked the dream to change immediately. So now Belphie watches in shock as MC, still with their gentle-mocking smile, thrusts their dick inside. It feels and looks too real, Belphie is not used to having such consuming sensations in his dream. The poor demon is overwhelmed, but the mysterious entity has no mercy. It pumps inside his body, almost literally fucking his brains out. Belphie whines, sobs, and moans, both in reality and in his dream, as he gets rammed by MC’s dick at full force.
His body shakes from vigorous movements, each push sets his mind ablaze. Belphie feels through his dream how his fingers tear the pillow in his arms apart, and how the tears run down his cheeks. The demon is not sure whether he would be able to wake up even if he wanted to. His brain is in shambles and all he can see is MC’s face as they thrust inside him again and again.
When Belphie feels MC’s dick filling him with cum, he comes with a loud scream, completely unable to hold back. His own voice wakes him up, tearing him from the clutches of his fantasy. The demon opens his eyes, his body can’t stop shivering. The pillow is all torn-up and his clothes are wet from sweat and cum. Belphie’s head pulsates with his own heartbeat, and all he can think is: “I need to ask MC for a date.”
Part 1 (Lucifer, Mammon, Levi)
Part 2 (Satan, Asmo)
Part 4 (Diavolo)
P.S. The art doesn't belong to me, it's an official art from Shall We Date: Obey Me! (Night of the Ghost Bros card)
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The different kinds of kisses you’ll receive from Obey Me characters
Lucifer
Quick peck on the lips, too busy or when people aren’t looking
Though when you two have some private time, breathless open mouth kisses; definitely whines when needy
Mammon
Very quick barely a peck, would leave you even wondering if you even really received anything
Bruises your lips from how hard he’s trying to kiss, sucks your entire lip, somehow neither of you can breath, your nose is squished; perhaps your first kiss was also his??
Leviathan
Acts like some kind of MC from a romance anime, quotes a line which caused the love interest to swoon then closes his eyes tightly and waits till you kiss him
Has asked you to kiss him while y’all both puckered your lips like fish
Satan
Would slowly blink at you like what a cat would do
This man could honestly be giving you little kisses on your cheek as he reads his book to having you pinned while you’re breathless and he gently tugs on your bottom lip
Asmodues
Butterfly kisses, pecks on your forehead, rubbing your noses together, back of hand kisses, this man will smother you in affection
Perhaps will nip at your clavicle and nuzzle against your neck to pepper kisses on your neck to see if you’ll shudder
Beelzebub
Would wrap his arms around your shoulders from behind and kiss your forehead
Also would kiss down a happy trail or the belly of his partner calming “the best treats are down there”
Belphagor
Sleepy kisses on the forehead as he murmurs how much he loves you
Bastardly, nuzzle against your chest then into the crook of your neck and kiss against it but it would be ticklish and if you squirmed, Belphagor would give you more kisses
Diavolo
Never stops smiling, always smiling into the kiss or would break out into a smile while kissing you
Sneakily calls you to give you over the phone kisses since he’s too busy
Barbatos
Quick kisses on the cheek or lips, depending on how busy he is
Though once he has some time to have to you privately, he has your palm to his cheek as he nuzzles into it and kisses your palm
Simeon
Inner forearm kisses around the wrist when the two of you hold hands
Back of neck or shoulder pecks just to see you jump or squirm, it’d cause him to chuckle
Luke
Chaste kisses on the forehead
Would kiss any bandaged wound, saying Simeon did it once and he felt a little better
Solomon
Mischievous sorcerer would steal kisses, the corner on your lips when you’re busy listening to someone or give your forehead a kiss after calling your name to look at him from your studying
Has definitely lied saying that the only cure to a potion you consumed was to kiss, after the kiss Solomon would give you a bitter remedy before sweetening it with another kiss
Thirteen
Cupping your face and kissing you; before sneaking something into your pocket so it goes off in your student council meeting
Kisses each knuckle before kissing the back of your hand and putting it on her cheek
Rapheal
Most stiffed lip, all little pecks
When passionate his kisses don’t change
Mephistopheles
Would scold on public displays of affection, though would kiss you after every sentence
When he knows you have some gossip or need a favor to be done by him, Meph would tenderly kiss the crook of your neck while softly begging against your neck
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realistically, how does diavolos birthday celebration work
both he and satan were born the day a family member died, with satan being lilith and diavolo being his mother who died in childbirth.
the difference with satan however is how lilith and her death was a private affair, due to the only people who knew about her existence in the devildom were the demon king, diavolo, and barbatos, with the rest of the general population, including other nobles, being unaware of her existence in the first place. it is shown or at least implied that satan was designated their sibling by the demon king and with the brothers not leaving the castle for the entire first year of residence, everyone who is not those three people believe that the siblings have always been the seven brothers.
however, even if I disregard all of what I just said, the fact is that to the denizens, the brothers are simply are "fallen angels” meaning even if the denizens had known of satan's birthday, they wouldn't have given any of the brothers such a special celebration like they do in recent years due to the discrimination they faced for having been former angels.
diavolo however is the prince and it has been shown in his birthday events (specifically the 2022 event) that he has an enormous celebration each year, organized by barbatos which is joined by all of the denizens. a celebration that he must attend as his royal duty.
satan had the opportunity to mourn the person he never got to meet. the brothers are doing better now and he doesn't seem to think about it at all, but diavolo? if I recall correctly, he has said that he believes his father holds him responsible for his mothers passing, yet every year they throw a celebration for his birth.
how many years did it take for them to switch from mourning the queens death and replacing the silent and respectful vigil to the vibrant and playful celebration for the prince’s birth? did they mourn for a day and celebrate for a week or longer? did they ever mourn, or because of the kings unspoken blame did they ever celebrate him? and if they did celebrate, was diavolo made to feel guilty, knowingly, or even worse, unknowingly by his father? did he see the celebratory cake and decorations and think that it was undeserving since “he killed his own mother” as his father told him despite never saying it?
did he feel bad when the House of Lords challenged and doubted him, not only because of the potential disappointment he could bring to his father and barbatos, but because he feels like his mothers death would have been for naught? he never had time to grieve and if he did, it wasn't intimate or an experience that could've been had in such a personal way to him like how lilith and her memories were told to satan.
satan had a family that grieved and celebrated privately, his birthday is celebrated because they care for him and have reassured him time and time again that they don’t hate or blame him or that they wish lilith was still there instead of him. not like the lonely prince.
diavolo has those friends and found family now, after so many millennia of the closest thing he felt as someone genuinely caring about him being barbatos. with his lie detection skills, could he tell that mephisto is, at best, ingenuous in his attempts at friendship. with mephisto believing they are still friends does that mean diavolo took what he got.
diavolo had no one, no one to tell him about his mother and all the small things, things like her favorite tea or if she was ticklish or what the worst joke she ever told was (satan believed her best being when she told them all cats go to PURRgatory when they die, despite the others telling him it was the worst joke not only because of that, but she couldn’t say a word without doubling over in laughter)
even if everyone told him of her kindness and generosity and everything that made her a worthy queen, he still couldn’t have anyone tell him about his mother and who she truly was. yet every year he celebrates, maybe by now he’s gotten over it but there’s still the chance that he feels guilty for her death and how the people have been forced to forget their queen
I don’t know how to end this off but I like to think that when during the periods of his first birthdays where he was less reactive or the day after, diavolo would have a sort of talk with him about their similar experience
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Hihihihihi! If you're still receiving these, maybe “Santa will bring you coal!” with Diavolo x fem!reader? Thank you!
[25 Christmas drabbles] - entries closed!
A/N: this prompt was so cuuute 😩 I hope you enjoy this!
Diavolo x Fem!Reader - 46. "Santa will bring you coal!"
"Santa will bring you coal!"
You squeaked, rushing around Diavolo's desk as he chased you, nipping at your heels. Nervous giggles, (perhaps also slightly mischievous), escaped your lips as you ran for your life.
"No, beautiful," he said with a terrifying calm and a dangerous, but attractive smirk on his lips. "Santa will bring you coal for hiding things from me!"
You knew perfectly well that Diavolo could catch you even before you started running, but you also knew that he loved this. Being playful was something he had never enjoyed before you showed up in his life and he took every possible moment to play with you like this.
And so, when he found you snooping around his office in a very strange and suspicious manner, and you refused to tell him what you were doing, he immediately started chasing you, saying that, when he caught you, you would tell your mysterious little secret immediately.
Thinking that you would have a chance, (silly of you), you rushed to his office door hoping to escape, but even before you were a meter away from the door, Diavolo's hands grabbed you by the waist, stopping you completely.
"Gotcha!"
"Di-Diavolo, wait! I can explain, I c-cahahan explahahain! No! Nohohot tihihickling!"
His hands immediately started to squeeze your waist rapidly, causing a string of uncontrollable giggles to overpower you enough to have your knees giving up on you, your body slowly falling to the floor.
"Where are you going, my love?" He teased playfully as he followed you down as you tried to curl on yourself, but Diavolo was holding you right, and in seconds, you found yourself face first against the wooden floor as he squeezed up and down your sides.
"I'm sohohorry! I'm sohohorry!" You said, trying to push his hands away but to no avail.
"I do forgive you," Diavolo said, grinning and giggling himself as he moved his hands higher towards your ribs and your laughter increased in volume. "But I want to know what were you looking for around here."
You shook your head, desperately pressing your arms to your sides to stop Diavolo's fingers from wiggling at your ribs and from crawling higher towards your underarms.
"I wahahasn't lohohooking fohohor sohomenthihing- Gahahaha! It tihihickles!" You laughed, kicking your legs and feeling tears of laughter accumulating in your eyes already.
"Then what were you up to, princess? Mind to share your secret with me?"
To think he'd hurt you and bruise you the first times he tried to tickle you, but now his touch was light and so tremendously ticklish. He'd also blush out of his mind when he tried to tease you, but, thanks to all his practicing, (yes, on you), it was so easy for him to just drive you crazy with laughter whenever he wanted to.
You knew he would do exactly that if you didn't confess what were you doing in his office, but if you told him, then it would-
"AHAHAHA! N-Nohoho! Not thehehere!" You begged, shrieking when you suddenly felt one of your arms being raised above your head, his fingers quickly nestling under your arm, wiggling and digging into your sensitive spot.
You kicked and tried to crawl away with your free arm, but your brain could only focus on how ticklish his touch was.
"Not here? Do you also have a secret under your arm?" Your cheeks flushed brightly at his teasing and he laughed. "That makes it two secrets that you refuse to make, my love. If it's gonna be like that, I see myself forced to try and get them out without your help."
You could barely hear his voice over your hysterical laughter; he pinched, poked, wiggled and prodded against your exposed armpit, determinated to get you to spill your secrets and it was a matter of time before you did so.
"Could it be that you also have another secret under your other arm~?"
You shrieked with laughter, shaking your head. "I'll tehehehell you! I'll tehehehell yohohou!" You said, pulling at your arm. "Juhuhuhust not thehehere, meheheanie!"
He laughed his boisterous laugh and stopped his tickling, letting go of your arm and quickly swiping you in his arms, making you squeak in surprise as he carried you bridal style to the large sofa in his office.
"I'm all ears," he said, sitting down with you on his lap.
Your cheeks felt terribly warm and your breathing was still slightly erratic. There was no way out now, so nibbling on your lower lip, you reached between the cushions beside him. Diavolo looked at you curiously as you pulled out a little box wrapped in cute Christmas paper and a little bow on it.
"Is it Christmas already?"
You giggled sheepishly, "It is not. I... I planned to hide little gifts around your office until Christmas day," you explained, fidgeting with the little box between your hands. "Something like an advent calendar kind of... th-thing?"
You gasped softly when Diavolo suddenly held your chin between his fingers and made you look at him. You could see his eyes were bright with happiness and excitement before be leaned in to capture your lips in a tender kiss.
"The happiness you make me feel... I can barely describe it with words," he said softly after he pulled apart and you smiled fondly, wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss him again.
"Then," you said breathlessly after pulling apart one more time, "am I allowed to carry out my plan?"
Diavolo giggled, his cheeks tinting pink, "You're allowed to do as you wish, I honestly only wanted to hear your laugh," he admitted and you gasped, your hands finding his ribs, surprising him enough to squeak loudly before he broke into sweet, loud laughter.
"Wahahahait!"
You grinned, kissing the corner of his smiling mouth. "No waiting for you. You said I could do whatever I want and now I really want to hear you laugh."
#25 christmas drabbles event#Obey me#Obey me!#Diavolo#Diavolo x reader#ticklish!reader#and a bit of#ticklish!Diavolo#mia's things
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Requests Closed!
Thank you guys, for the support and requests! I'm glad to know you're interested in them*w* I put all requests I intend to write in a list. These will be written in random order, progress will be updated in this post, I'll add a link to my pinned post later :)
Note: If you didn't state platonic/romantic/erotic then I put them under platonic. If that's incorrect feel free to leave me a message!
Also if there were double requests with the same lee/ler/dynamic I combined them! Last but not least, these are a lot so I'll try my best to write them but cannot promise anything, and it'll probably take me ages hehe.
Platonic:
Ler!Tsukishima & Reader: 50. “So why don’t we see who’s more ticklish?”
Lee!Xiao & Reader: 41. “No, I’m not ticklish there.”
Lee!Muichiro & Reader: 12. “Yes. Of course. No I mean.. huh?!”
Lee!Akaashi & Reader: 06. “Could you… do that to me?” + “I really can’t believe how ticklish you are.”
Lee!Boothill & Reader: 03. “I thought you weren’t ticklish.”
Lee!Luke Pearce & Reader: 43. “Don’t tell me you actually forgot how ticklish you are?”
Lee!Freminet & Reader: 49. “Please don’t tell me you heard that?“
Lee!Blade & Reader: 47. “I wasn’t even touching you.”
Romantic:
Lee!Zayne x Reader: 22. “Don’t laugh, I’m trying to talk to you!”
Ler!Aventurine x Reader: 06. “Could you… do that to me?” + 09. "You and I remember this game very differently."
Ler!Kuroo x Reader: 13. “That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position.”
Ler!Scaramouche x Male!Reader: 16. “I was trying to sleep!”
Lee!Xiao x Reader: 12. “Yes. Of course. No I mean.. huh?!”
Ler!Sugawara x Reader: 06. "Could you… do that to me?"
Ler!Gojo x Reader: 34. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Ler!Luigi x Fem!Reader: 13. “That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position.”
Lee!Loid Forger x Reader: 34. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Ler!Hawks x Reader: 35. “Maybe next time when I can actually move?”
Ler!Wriothesley x Reader: 32. “It’s been a while since you laughed.”
Ler!Hatori Sohma x Reader: 01. “I promise I won’t tickle you.” + 18. “Wait… That tickled?”
Lee!Blade x Reader: 18. “Wait… That tickled?”
Lers!Kate & Yelena x Reader: 05. “I didn’t steal anything!”
Ler!Loki x Reader: 13. “That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position.”
Lee!Vyn Richter x Reader: 47. “I wasn’t even touching you.”
Ler!Diluc x Male!Reader: 11. “So, what will be your next excuse to tickle me?”
Lee!Caelus x Reader: 44. “I can’t let you go unpunished.” - anon I received your message while I was finishing this post so exactly the right timing!
Ler!Chigiri x Reader: 17. “You have three seconds to run.” - this came like 1 minute after I closed requests so still accepted dear anon!
Lers!Lucifer, Solomon, Barbatos & Reader: 06. “Could you… do that to me?” / 13. “That’s… quite an attitude for someone in your position.”
Erotic:
Lee!Lyney x Reader: 07. “For the next hour, I’m all yours.”
Ler!Diavolo x Fem!Reader: 08. “I know other ways to make you laugh.”
Ler!Aventurine, Blade or Ratio x Reader: 06. “Could you… do that to me?” / 18. “Wait… That tickled?”
Ler!Rosa x Fem!Reader: 44. “I can’t let you go unpunished.”
Lee!Dan Heng Imbibitor Lunae x Reader: 49. Please don't tell me you heard that.
Lee!Albedo x Reader: 07. “For the next hour, I’m all yours.”
Not accepted / Pending:
All requested non reader pairings, sorry guys but it's specifically a x reader writing event, no ships this time 😭
Alastor x Reader - idk who that is ^^;
Ler!Jiraiya x Reader - sorry anon I barely know/remember Jiraiya's character, if you want feel free to send another one (check my list for guidance).
Ler!Toji x Reader - he looks hot but I still haven't seen JJK S2 hehe oops, I'm afraid I can't write it but might change my mind if I end up watching it later on.
Ler!Mirko x Reader - I kinda totally forgot about her character, sorry!
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Obey Me! One Master to Rule Them All! Headcanon: 23
Heehee! Thank you so much for the ask, anon! So, you wanna know how they handle a surprise tickle attack... ^^ featuring TickleMonster!MC
Lucifer: He makes it a point to put a de-sensitizing spell on himself because he knows exactly how you are. And he would good god blessed if he broke in public. And for the record, his definition of “in public” is In Public Spaces, In front of his Brothers, and/or in front of Lord Diavolo. The only way to get him to react is in the bedroom, in his private quarters. And even then, Lucifer will absolutely get you back for attacking him in such a vulnerable position. You wouldn’t think the first born Avatar of Pride would return tickles, but he does, in private~. Otherwise it’s apprehension for your childish behavior.
Mammon: The Great Ticklish Mammon? He never EVER sees it coming. And every single time it happens, he squeals and collapses, curling into a ball for being so unprepared. He then scolds you for embarrassing him without warning him first. Why? Cause he at least wants a head start to escape. Secretly he likes the attention, and the way that he isn’t tied up when it happens, but if you knew that, you would never let him live it down.
Leviathan: He avoids you when you get in one of your moods, because he doesn’t want the moment caught on stream. But that doesn’t stop you, he knows better than to lock his door when you want to see him. You basically turn into a psychological horror game when you go to tickle him, which both terrifies and excites him, cause you know him so well. He screams and laughs when you finally get him, falling down to the ground and wiggling around as you wreck him, like the sea noodle (serpent) he truly is. He actually really likes the attention, though… don’t stop plz.
Satan: He knows he can’t hide, but he prolongs the inevitable for as long as he can. He never used to like being tickled until he started falling for you, and he doesn’t like surprises, but he tolerates when you do it, cause he loves you, and you love him and his smile and laughter. Of course he is absolutely kidnapping you for the rest of the day after you surprise tickle him.
Asmodeus: Asmo encourages it and purposefully gets into a vulnerable position for it. But you think that’s too easy. You get him very good when you are out on the town, or alone doing skincare. Cause that is the absolute best time for him to not expect it. Though you did tickle him one time when you two were doing face masks, and he dropped onto you his wrath, because you might have given him a wrinkle or made the mask crack. You will not be forgiven until you squeal uncle.
Beelzebub: At first, you’re scared that he might eat you if you give him surprise tickles. But as you hang around him and he falls for you, you realize he’s very touch starved because he’s feared. You surprise tickle him, and he laughs, but he also asks for more moments like this. Soon, it’s routine for you and him to have little tickle moments and then you cuddle with him after ordering food for delivery. Beel turned surprise tickles into date night essentially.
Belphegor: Belphie is also touch starved but he likes cuddling in his sleep. When he’s asleep, it’s hard to wake up him so unless you know his spots it’ll be very difficult to get up to go to the bathroom. He’s the first person to fall asleep after surprise tickles, but granted, when he wakes up, he’ll be looking to give tickles back. And he will not be running, so if you tickle him asleep, just know that the next time you wanna hang with him, you’ll have to pay the tickle toll.
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Hello! May I ask for the Happy Coffee Hour "Did I hurt you?" With lee Barbatos and ler Diavolo? I love these two so much, have a fantastic day!❤
Order Up! Happy Hour Event CLOSED
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“My lord, I must insist that you let me handle this,” Barbatos said firmly, all but physically dragging Diavolo away from the new mirror that was being installed in his wardrobe. “I cannot allow you to hurt yourself.”
“It’s not that heavy, and you looked like you could use the help. Please?” Diavolo asked, giving his butler his best puppy dog eyes. “I promise all I’ll do is hold it in place so you can attach it.”
Barbatos frowned, but technically speaking he was supposed to obey the young lord, so with a heavy sigh, he acquiesced. (It definitely was not because of those eyes.) “Very well. But please do not attempt anything else.”
Diavolo grinned. “Great! Let’s get started.”
At first, things went smoothly. True to his word, the demon prince did nothing more than hold the ornately carved, gold-rimmed mirror still while Barbatos worked on installing it, one screw at a time. In fact, all the way up until they both stepped back to admire it, everything went fine.
But then – through some cursed magic or other – the screws on the left side all popped out at once and it began to swing forward. Both Barbatos and Diavolo reached to grab it, and while the former was successful, the latter only succeeded in gripping his butler’s wrist, hard.
Barbatos let out the tiniest “ouch” Diavolo had ever heard in his life. If they hadn’t been in such close proximity he would have missed it.
“I’m sorry,” he said. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, my lord,” Barbatos replied, calm as ever, seemingly unbothered. “Are you injured?”
“Forget me. You said ‘ouch.’”
“My lord?”
Diavolo quirked a brow at him. “Let me see your wrist.”
“I am fine—”
“Barbatos.”
The butler hesitated. Then he shook his head slowly. “My lord, I assure you, I’m—”
“Suit yourself.” Diavolo turned his friend around and pushed him against the very mirror they’d been attempting to hang up, pinning him while trying to pull his glove off and sleeve up. Barbatos struggled, but the demon prince was nothing if not determined.
“Ah! M-My lord!” Barbatos protested, biting his lip but unable to hide his smile. “Don’t!”
“Quit fighting me and I won’t,” Diavolo chuckled, squeezing his ribs a second time.
Barbatos squeaked, catching sight of his own grinning face in the mirror as he squirmed. “Plehehease, I’m nohot injured!”
“I’d like to find out for myself, thank you, Barbatos.” Finally Diavolo managed to get the glove off to inspect his wrist. Satisfied that there was no bruising, he nodded and let his arm go…only to dig viscously into his butler’s ribs from behind. “This is for being uncooperative.”
“Aiieeee!” Barbatos shrieked before slapping a hand over his mouth, muffling his now unstoppable giggles. His free hand gripped Diavolo’s arm. “Mmhmhm! M-My l-lahahahahahaha!”
Diavolo beamed at his butler’s crumbling composure. “Look in the mirror, Barbatos. See how nice your smile is? I think I want to see it a little longer…”
#fanfiction#tickle drabble#quick prompts#coffee shots#happy hour event#obey me#diavolo#barbatos#tickling#ticklish#tickle#now i wanna write a full lee barbatos fic <3
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Tickletober day 25 - ticklish non-human attribute
I know I'm late, but I had a grand plan for this day and I did it! It ended up being a fic, but it was fun. I hope you will like it. Hug^^
GN!MC x seven brothers x Diavolo and Barbatos
- Say again, what do you want to do? - Mammon sat on the floor in the MC's room and looked at them.
- I want to see your demon form. - they smiled sweetly.
- Why?
- Just do it please. - MC made puppy eyes.
- Okay, okay, just stop doing those eyes. - just a second went by and Mammon was already sitting in front of human in his demon form.
- I still don't understand what you waHAHA - but the Avatar of Greed was interrupted by his own squeak when MC touched his wing and began to tickle.
- Whahahahat are yohohohoohou doihihihiihng? - the demon started laughing and his wings fluttering.
- Ohhh, your wings are ticklish, what about the horns? - they began to tickle both horns.
- NohoHOHOHOOHO! PLEHEHEHEASE, NOHOHOHOT THEHEHERE! - The Avatar of Greed fell to the floor and screamed.
MC stopped and giggled.
- The experiment was a success! - they recorded their D.D.D.
- W-what? Whahat other expeheheriment? - Mammon looked at them and breathed heavily.
- Oh, I want to know more about your and your brothers ticklish spots, namely wings, tails and horns. In your case, the horns won.
- Mmm, I don't even want to know how you decided to make these. - this MC just giggled and went to the next victim.
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- Umm? Demon form? - Levi sat in confusion when MC came into his room, and he was sitting at the computer and playing something.
- Yes, I really want to see it. - they smiled. - And then I will be the happiest human in all three worlds.
Leviathan blushed at their words, but still turned into his demon form.
- I-I hope you're happy. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll get back to my game. - Avatar of Envy began to press the keyboard very quickly. He even for some time forgot that there is still MC in his room, but they were able to remind themselves.
The purple haired twitched and yelled as human touched his tail.
- MC?! What are you HAHAHAHAHAHA, nohOHOHOHo, NOHOHOHOT MYAHAHA TAHAHAIL - his legs wiggled and he leaned back in his gaming chair and laughed out loud.
- Wow, what a ticklish tail. - they giggled and quickly tickled Levi's horns, but he just squeaked and giggled.
MC stopped and made a new record.
- Hmm, your tail is very ticklish, but your horns aren’t.
- W-what is it? W-ahy are you recohording thihihis? - Leviathan is very weak.
- This is my little experiment. - human giggled. - Thanks for helping, see you later. - they waved their hand and left his room.
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- Hmm, okay, how can I refuse you. - Satan without further questions, just turned into his demon form and smiled.
MC moved closer to the bed where the Avatar of Wrath was sitting, who was reading a book and tickled his horns.
- M-MC pfft, no oh plehehehease PLEAHAHAHASE DOHOHOHOHONT TOHOHOHOUCH THEHEHEHEM. - Satan began to squirm and his tail wagged merrily.
- Hm? Do you like it? - human giggled.
- Whahahahat?! Of cohohohourse not. - the blond blushed.
- Judging by your tail, you are enjoying it. - they quickly tickled his tail, but there was no such reaction, just a pleasant Satan's laugh.
- Hmm, your horns are much more ticklish than your tail, how interesting. - new entry.
- Ahare you recordihing this? - the green-eyed breathed heavily.
- And the fact that your tail is still wagging, I also wrote down~ they giggled. - If you like it, I can always tickle you here. - they pointed to his horns and the demon's cheeks turned very red.
- Let's talk about it later.
- Of course, see you. - MC smiled sweetly and go to the next brother.
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- Awww of course sweetheart~ Asmo smiled sweetly and immediately appeared in his demon form. - Beautiful as always. - he stretched and spread his wings.
- Of course. - MC smiled and quickly walked behind the demon's back and started tickling his lower wings.
- Oh dehehehear, whahahahahahat are yohohohohou doihihihihihing? - he giggled, but with each touch his laughter grew louder and louder.
Human just giggled and tickled his upper wings.
- No nohohoho nohoHOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE - his legs began to give way and he quickly turned to MC and hugged them.
- Aww, your wings are very ticklish. - they gently tickled the bases of the wings, causing the Avatar of Lust to arch its back and scream.
Human decided to try his horns, but he immediately grabbed their hand.
- I-if you wahant me to do dihirty things to you after thahat, then continue~ his eyes began to express lust and licked his lips.
- Umm, maybe another time, I'm just doing an experiment on the ticklishness of wings, tails and horns.
- Ohhh, you should definitely show me your notes later.
- Deal! - MC started to leave, but before that they received a kiss on the cheek.
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*chews* Mmm, maybe another time when I don't eat? *chews* - Beel is eating another sandwich.
- You almost always eat, and if you do not eat, then you train. - MC pouted. - Pleeeease
- Well, you're right. - Beelzebub turned into his demon form and continued to eat.
- Thank you - they smiled.
While the Avatar of Gluttony sat at the table and devoted more time to the sandwich. Human was at first gently brushed over the thin, at first glance, insect-like wings.
Beel twitched and quickly looked at the MC.
- D-dohon't.
- Don’t what?~ they smiled playfully and began to tickle his wings, which began to flutter rapidly.
- MC, I'mhahaha eahahat. - he began to hold back his laughter, but it was difficult.
- Hmm, it seems to me that you are no longer eating, but giggling. - human began to tickle with the very pads of his fingers and the redhead began to snort.
- I really like your reaction! - they giggled and quickly tickled the horns, from which the wings of the demon began to flutter faster and he began to turn his head.
- Thahahahahat's enohohohough, pleahahase ahaha.
MC smiled and hugged Beelzebub.
- Hehe, that was fun.
- Mm, yes, it was just unexpected.
- I'll tell you later about it. And I'll make you something delicious. - human smiled.
- Okay! - Beel hugged them back.
~~~
- Belphie, please don't sleep. - MC gently push the demon's shoulder.
- Mm, no, I'm not sleeping. What did you say? - he yawned sweetly and stretched on the bed.
- I want to see your demon form.
- Demon form? Mm, okay. - Avatar of Sloth was too sleepy to fully absorb the information, so he turned into his demon form and closed his eyes.
MC huffed and started tickling his horns all over their area. Belphie began to squirm and giggle, but still with his eyes closed.
- Nohohoho - he tried to fight, but very weakly and eventually gave up and just laughed.
- Little lazy hehe. - they giggled and tried using their nails.
From this action, Belphegor squeaked and began to squirm more.
- Are you still sleeping? - MC smiled and stroked the purple hair's tail and it immediately wrapped around their arm.
- That's not fair, hehe. - human tickled his tail and it began to wiggle wildly.
- Stohohohohop hahaha - Belphie began to twist his legs in the air.
MC was tickled next to the tip and Avatar of Sloth opened his eyes wide and laughed.
- I CAHAHAHAN'T
Human laughed and stopped.
- You're so ticklish.
- I thought I was dreaming, mmm - he wearily fell back on the pillow and closed his eyes.
- Hehe, sweet dreams. - MC smiled, covered him with a blanket and left.
~~~
- Hm? Experiment? - Diavolo looked at MC with curiosity. - I agree!
Human smiled.
- I'm very happy.
- I'm always interested. Are the same experts you people spend in the human world? - there were sparks of happiness in Dia's eyes.
- Well, you can say that, hehe.
The prince nodded and turned into a demon form and sat on a chair to make MC comfortable. He spread all four wings and waited impatiently.
Human was trying to suppress a giggle at Lord's cute behavior. They came closer and began to tickle the upper left wing with one hand, and the lower right wing with the other hand.
- Hahaha ihihihit tihihihihickles - the red-haired hugged himself and giggled merrily.
- Hmm, but not as much as I understand.
- I lihihihiihike ihihihit
- Awweee, great. - MC began to tickle the tips of their horns.
Diavolo twitched and squeaked.
- Ihihihihit's mohohohohore ticklihihish hehehere hahaha
Human smiled and tickled at the base of his horns.
- Nohohot herehehEHEHE, pleHEHEHAHAse, I cahahahahahan't sihihihit up strahahahaight. - blush began to tame his cheeks.
MC stopped and giggled.
- You have a great reaction.
- I'm vehehery glad to heahar it and I reheally hope that we will be ahable to repeat it. - he smiled innocently.
- Hehe of course.
~~~
- I'm very glad that you agreed to drink tea with me. - Barbatos smiled and took a sip of tea.
- Of course, I really like our gatherings on the terrace and tea. - MC smiled back.
- Did something new happen to you?
- Oh, not really, only I'm now conducting a small experiment.
- What kind of experiment? - the butler put down his cup of tea.
- I need you to assume your demon form.
- Hm? For an experiment?
Human nodded.
Barbatos shrugged his shoulders and still turned into his demon form because he trusted them.
MC smiled appreciatively and approached the tail. - You tell me about the experimehehehent - Barbatos quickly twitched, because his tail began to tickle.
- Oh n-no, hohow could I not have guehehessed. - he covered his mouth with his hand.
- Hehe, that's a lot of fun. - they began to tickle in the middle between the two ends of the tail and from this the butler curled up in half and shook.
- Wow, this is the first time I see you like this hehe I like it. - human tried to tickle his horns.
Barbatos stamped his feet.
- O-okahay okahahay, my hohorns and taihIHil are very tihicklish MC tehea is gehetting cohohohold. - he covered his mouth with his hands again.
- Oh, you're right. - they stopped and sat opposite the tired butler. - So, what's new with you? - they asked the question as if they hadn't tickled him for a few seconds.
~~~
- How interesting, you seemed to be afraid of my demon form, and now you want to see it. - Lucifer crossed his arms.
- I'm afraid when you get angry. - MC looked at him. - You look so majestic with those big wings.
Luci smiled imperceptibly, but proudly.
- I know.
And MC knew that such complements would help.
Finally, the Avatar of Pride assumed its demon form. But before he had time to look at human, they jumped on him and threw him on the bed.
- What are you doing?! - his eyes began to glow bright red, but he immediately bit his lip as ten fingers began to tickle his wings. It had to be done very quickly while Luci was in shock. He barely held back a scream and bit his lip more.
- MC, yohou betteheher nohoot do ihit! - the demon turned its head from side to side.
- It's worth it. - their fingers crept up to the base of the wings and the Avatar of Pride threw back its head.
- Stohohop it nohow! - but it didn't look like a threat because of the laughter.
Human chuckled and tickled his horns.
- Y-your punhihiishment wihihihill be teheheherrible. - he tried to escape from the playful fingers.
But soon he caught MC's hands.
- You can conduct your experiment on my brothers, but on me..
- But I have already checked everything. And how did you know? - human interrupted him.
Lucifer blushed.
- I heard it from my brothers. And don't you dare write anything about me.
- Okay.
- Remember, if one of them finds out!
- I understand. - they wanted to leave. - Um, Luci, can I go? - but when they saw the slyly smile, they realized that they would not leave alive.
- You think I'll let you go so easily~
- Um, yeah hehe.
Lucifer chuckled and wiggled his fingers in the air.
- Your punishment will be very long and I think after that, all the demons on your list will want to do the same.
The experiment was indeed a success, but at what cost? But MC don't regret anything.
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