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[Obey me]: MC falling in love with Diavolo

Summary: The most powerful human, overthinker as every woman is, falling in love with the most powerful demon. No spoilers.

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I remember I do, the first time I appeared here falling from the sky my eyes locked onto his with unwavering intensity. He exuded overwhelming elegance, his presence so immaculate, so radiant, so majestic. While I had yet to be informed of his royal status, it was a truth I instinctively grasped without needing confirmation.

"Skin of sand, eyes of honey, hair of fire" is all that filled my thoughts as his eyes captivated my sight whole.

"Eyes of honey" It's cold. "Eyes of honey" I'm adrift. "Eyes of honey" What strange realm is this?

The room unfamiliar, the faces foreign, the attire surreal. "Eyes of honey... eyes of honey".

Limbs frozen, fists clenched "Eyes of honey... eyes of honey" where am I?

Diavolo: "Welcome to the Devildom MC. .. Oh, pardon me. Feeling a bit shocked are we?"

"Oh... it speaks..."

Diavolo: "My name is Diavolo. I am the ruler of all demons, and all here know of me."

"Eyes of honey... the tolling of bells."

Diavolo: "And someday soon I will be crowned king of the Devildom."

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I read the other day in the RAD Newspaper that the hue of the next king's eyes, Diavolo's, is a unique emblem of his lineage, exceedingly rare even among their kin and the colours found in nature. Liars. Ever since I came here 3 years ago, It is all I see everywhere, all the time, on everything. I could swear my pupils have been coated with eyes of honey, for whenever I close my eyes, his gaze manifests without fail.

I am not naïve; I know what this is. He is undeniably handsome, a prince on the brink of becoming king. He possesses the charm, the intelligence, the chivalry, the wealth, the smile... and the eyes of a man with whom to fall in love. And I am a human raised on fairy tails. The equation might be complex but its result is unmistakable.

However, I am me. And me doesn't like embarrassment, rejection or a three realms worth of attention and gossip. It is the natural course of events to feel deep affection for Eyes of honey. But it is also the right course of events to relegate it to the realm of pre-sleeping fantasies, even if my mind refuses to adhere to this reasonable schedule.

I mean, I do feel the desire to seduce when I am around Lucifer or Mammon or Simeon or Solomon and others. Hell, I even flirted and went on dates. For the same reasons perhaps. Beauty, intelligence, talents, tact... or is it? I don't deny I was unwillingly comparing them to Diavolo all the time, I admit I imagined every flirt and every courtesy as if between me and Diavolo. But it still counts... doesn't it?

I blame this on Diavolo to be frank. Had he not summon me here to witness extraordinary power and charm, I wouldn't have invited him into my fantasies. Had he not call upon me on every events to be its centre. But then again, I AM the exchange student after all. Or perhaps hadn't he showered me with gifts, shown such care, and asked so kindly... He IS the ruler and I AM under his guardianship, aren't I? Had he not protected me so dearly? Again, he IS the most powerful. I don't know, I have no base but I blame him I do. I blame him for it all. And above all, his gravest sin remains... He looked at me with his eyes of honey.

The other night, at the ball, when we danced I could swear it was only the two of us dancing.

In the council room, when his hand brushed against mine, I could feel the heat from his flushed cheeks radiating across the air.

His late-night text and calls asking silly things amongst which is thrown the smallest sentences about how he wishes for me to be with him or for him to be with me. A future king cannot possibly be asking a human about muffins at 3am the eve of a world changing event, right?

The angry rumbling in his chest every time the demons and angels get too cosy with me?

Every time we found ourselves alone his voice carried the weight of a suffocated man in desperation of someone to set his lungs free. The urgency in his voice and the half calls for affection were real. I want them to be real.

Silly silly human. It's rather amusing, isn't it? For every time I tried to initiate even the most innocent flirtations or slightly intimate exchanges, he would deflect or evade. It's almost comical. And if not him, Barbatos or Lucifer would intervene... those sly serpents. Perhaps Barbatos sensed the impending embarrassment through his powers and chose to spare me the humiliation? AAAAHHHHH... This is so mortifying.

Whyyyyy? Why are you doing this to me Diavolo? Does it amuse you to toy with me this way? Spare me the pain and caste me away. For I cannot oblige myself to restrain from you. Be the bigger person, the adult in the room, the king in the kingdom and set me free.

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Tears streamed down her face as she pondered all of this.

Lying on her bed in the dark at the house of lamentation, she was holding her phone above her face.

On the screen, a text conversation was visible, with the name of the correspondent adorned with a yellow heart: "Eyes of honey💛"

The text read:

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Eyes of honey💛: "Your fireworks display tonight was truly spectacular. I had no idea your magical prowess had grown so strong."

MC: "Haha... Thank you. The sky was indeed breathtaking."

Eyes of honey💛: "I am sure it was, but the true beauty was seeing it reflected in your eyes."

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In the chat box, she had typed "I love you" for the first time, acknowledging it as love rather than mere affection. It was the first time she had ever written those words, the first time, despite the consequences of it all, she had seriously considered putting an end to both their agony.

To be sent? To be deleted? Who knows?

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haydensky01 · 1 year

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I would love to request following: MC is a cheerful, happy person. Never lets herself get drown in negativity (by others) . Always tries to help where she can. One relaxed evening, spending with the brothers, she gets a ptsd flashback. The first after a while. When she was young she had to leave her family because of a terrorizing father. As the brothers know nothing about this part of her past, she just fakes a perfect smile and heads to her room, saying she feels tired and will sleep now. There the memories and burried feelings strike her. Firstly sadness, then anger and hate. So strong, that her mimic becomes quite scary and her eyes looks almost black, as her pupils widen. As MC is a born storm witch, which she herself not knew, the burst of emotions awaken her powers resulting in a stormy weather and she building up a powerful, magic loaded aura. The brothers are feeling it without knowing what is going on, nor that mc is the source. I want to know how they, especialy Lucifer, reacts to this. Perhaps MC injuries herself on the back as stress relief, but that is not a must. Also I would love, if you could add the cannon that Lucifer has the power to see into others memories, if possible. Thank you and I wish you a lovely day! <3

MC BEATS THE SHIT OUT OF THE BROTHERS ... AND FATHER TRAUMA!

Thank you for the request, let's get to it.

Attention: Not short attention spane friendly, angst, mention of blood, trauma.

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How do people think inside their heads? What is inside their heads really? How freaked out would be people if you told them you have a HUGE gallery in your head where millions of framed pictures are exposed? A photography of each and everything that forged your experience of life and who you are.

Coming to the Devildom was such an amazing adventure. You loved the demons and their way of life. Everything was new, everything different. It's like becoming a kid all over again. Every day is intresting and full of surprises.

Thinking of yourself as a kid was always a challenge. You hated your childhood. You never were afraid of the monster under your bed or inside the closet. Yours was well known, wondering freely in the house, answering to the name of "Father". It was then, you created the imaginary display room. Spending your time taking pictures of the terrors you saw and framing them to its walls. You had so many of them. Your brain never failed projecting the right picture to whatever triggered you outside.

The doll, as you liked to refer to your external self, was always strong, smiling and calm. Leaving the pain, the ache, the rage to your internal self.

Who would think you were all this sitting at the sofa in the living room of the House of Lamentation.

"Don't stop. More pleeeaase!" Mammon says his head on your lap. "Pet my hair more!"

"Won't you get away of her already?" Satan gruns from the other side of the room. "You are such a parasite."

Mammon sticks his tong out to satan: "You are just jealous."

"I AM NOT." Satan fights back.

"Maybe he isn't, but I sure am." Asmo says sliding his head between yours and Mammon's. "Let me sleep on your lap MC, I need to, I have to."

"No way, you do. I am next." Belphie interupts pulling Asmo back from his scarf. "MC, promised me we would nap together."

"No. I want to play with her. I need our chill moment after the deception of today."

Levi had participated that morning to a gaming competion and he had won ... DUH! But the prize being a surprise, he was disgusted being presented with a million Hell Candy only. Those candies are EXTRA hot. If it wasn't for the spiciness of them, Beel would've had finished them already.

Sitting on the floor, he was still at his first thousand suffering after every piece. Lucifer agreeing to help him ease the heat of every candy casting a counter heat spell on Beel's mouth every time he takes one was sitting on the floor next to him. This is how Lucifer was going to get rid of three months of cooking duty.

You were amused by the brothers fighting over you. Looking at Beel eating the candies one after the other. Belphie cheering for Beel "Another one! ... Another one! ... Another one!".

Suddenly, you heard a familiar *click* inside your head. The projection was about to begin. Closing your eyes for brief seconds you could see a purple framed picture.

A moving picture of a little girl seated at the table. In front of her, a dish filled with cooked snails. The little girl's face was wet of tears and nose mucus. Obviously not willing to eat the snails. Next to her was "Father" hitting the table and screaming "Another one! ... Another one!" Forcing her to eat the snails by terrorising her. Her mouth already full with unchewed snails, she would grab some more shaking. At this moment, you felt what you have never felt since you came to the Devildom, you were about to lose control.

"Mams, you mind?" You say to Mammon with a warm smile.

"Ya 'bouta go nap with Belphie?" Mammon says pouting.

You laugh. "Is THE Great Mammon jealous? No, I am having a feminine emergency if you know what I mean."

"Oh! ..." Mammon says blushing, getting off your lap briskly.

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The door now locked. You turn the smile off and go sit on your bed closing your eyes letting yourself drown in the little girl's moving picture. In the intimacy of your room, you stop the badass act.

"Why did no one stop him?" You whisper to yourself shaking, tears running down your cheaks just like the picture. "Wasn't I deserving of rescue?" You pull your knees to your chest and hug yourself. Your breath becomes to be uneven due to the burried sobs. "I just wanted him to stop!" Your cries become stronger.

Through the balcony of your room, one could see the sky glooming. It wasn't announced that it would rain today but here come the first drops of a light and warm rainfall. What a coicidence that nature would weep your pains through the clouds, isn't it? Accompanying every broken heart beat of yours.

In the picture, "Father" was hitting the table harder and harder. Glasses and table sets shaking to every bang.

*Bang!*, "Would the next fist land on my face?" You think to yourself panicking. *Precipitations intensifies*

*Bang!*, "The next one will be on my lips I can already feel the sharp cut." *Precipitations intensifies*

*BANG!*, "It's gonna happen, my eyes ... He will hit my eyes." *Precipitations intensifies*

You shake uncontrollably trying to hide yourself under the covers. You have to hide your face. You have to hide your lips, you have to hide your eyes. It is going to hurt. It is going to bruise, to bleed. Hide your face in the pillow, hold on to it tight. Doesn't matter if you can't breath, the hit is coming. *thunderclap*

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"Stop." Lucifer says to his brothers.

"Do not let him run away he is about to break." Asmo says to Belphie and Levi as he tickles Mammon.

"MOUAHAHAHAHAHA ..... I WILL .... I WILL NEVER .... HAHAHAH .. ADMIT I LIKE MC ... MOUAHAHAHA !!!" Mammon says squirming and laughing hysterically.

"I said STOP!" Lucifer shouts to the demons.

Everyone stops looking at an intrigued and worried Lucifer staring at the window intensly.

"What is it? Why you ruining the fun? We were about to make Mammon confess he loves MC." Asmo complains.

"There is something wrong with this weather." Lucifer says seriously.

Everyone turns their gaze to the downpour and gloomy sky.

"It intrigued me as well. It started few minutes ago and is unsustainably getting worse." Satan says. "I feel the presence of a curse of some sort."

"No." Says Lucifer. "This isn't a curse. It is a weather manipulation magic."

"It's a wizards and sorcerers innate kind of magic. No such can be found in the Devildom as far as I know. Do you think Diavolo ...?" Belphie asks Lucifer.

"I don't kn..."

*BOOM*

A very loud sound is heard outside where the house entrance's gates have been detached by the strong wind, one hitting against the music room's veranda.

"WATCH OUT!" shouts Beel. "The other gate flies towards here."

*CRAAAACK*

The flying gate breaks the window and enters the living room where Lucifer is on his demon form flying in the air.

"That was a close one." Lucifer says. "Be careful, the winds are getting stronger!"

The brothers, barely recovered from the first hit, are thrown away by the blows incapable to hear Lucifer through the repetitive explosions of thunders.

"Hear my call, me your servant Satan, shield the present." Satan recites.

A thin barrier of energy raises shielding the demons from the attack of winds from outside.

"Nice work, Satan." Lucifer says. "The drops of rain froze and are very sharp. Make sure you don't get hit, damages will be severe. Satan, keep the barrier up as long as possible. On your demon forms all. NOW! We are under attack." Lucifer commands.

The demons facing the broken window, on their demon forms, put themselves in position to counter attack whomever is causing all these troubles from outside.

As they are all facing the window, fists and horns ready, an intense pour of hail hits them from behind. The demons, turning their back to the real source of the attack are thrown away against Satan's barrier which breaks under the impact and leave the demons under the mercy of the sharp frozen rain drops for several seconds before they could comprehend what was happening.

There, levitating in the air, dark eyes, mana escaping from your fingers, you were glaring at Belphie. Your face deformed with anger and rage.

The brothers were shocked and couldn't understand what was really happening.

"BELPHIE MOVE!" Beel throws himself at Belphie as you controll the wind to attack him with the pieces of glass on the floor.

"ANOTHER ONE!" You scream at Belphie as you change the winds direction to attack him from behind. Mammon interferes and protects Belphie's back.

"ANOTHER ONE!" You scream again as you blow Belphie against the wall, Satan snatching him before the impact.

"ANOTHER ONE!" You scream amid the thunders deafening sounds commanding the rain and hail against Belphie now protected by Levi and Asmo. Levi succeeded taming the rainfall but the hail gets to Asmo.

Asmo touches his face and sees .... Blood! You scratched Asmo's face.

"MY FACE! ..... MY BEAUTIFUL FACE!" Asmo screams shaking. Then he collapses on the floor crying.

At the sight of Asmo's tears, you can hear yourself crying. The little girl crying. You look around and see your beloved demons in the middle of all this mess, everyone standing tall not attacking you even if they always had clear shot to do so. They were shocked and sad but still ... Loyal. You look around again and realizes the weather you caused. You knew you aren't able to control this off. Unless ...

The only way to get this over with was to cause yourslef harm. The pain will snap you out of your powers. You look at the glass around and command the wind to hit your back with them.

As the glass was speadily flying towards you, you feel a hand grabing your arm. You turn and see Lucifer. He snitches you away from the glass's trajectory and flies you up. Before you could command the wind again he wraps you with one arm firmly and pushes one Hell Candy into your mouth. At the sensation of extreme heat that invades your mouth you try to spit the candy out but Lucifer seals it in with a kiss tightening the embrace with his other arm now free. Your eyes connected, you could feel Lucifer staring at your soul. After a moment, he breaks the kiss first and tells you quiety: "You are worthy of rescue." At this sentence you feel your internal framed pictures collapse one after the other in your head and you pass out peacefully.

The heat of the candy was enough snapping you out of your weather manipulation seizure. The brothers were all looking at Lucifer with disgust.

"Taking advantage of a drunk lady to kiss her is a crime." Says Mammon pouting.

"MY FAAAAAAAACE !!!!" Asmo continues screaming and crying.

"I TOLD YOU THE BLOOD ON YOUR FACE IS MINE. I GOT SCRATCHED ON MY SHOULDGER AND MY BLOOD FLEW TO YOUR FACE WITH THE WIND." Levi tries to explain to the avatar of Lust (more like avatar of drama).

"So we've got ourselves a born storm witch hein!" Satan says to Lucifer.

"It appears we do. She doesn't have the slightest idea of how to control her powers though." Lucifer answers as he is still holding you bride style.

"Why me?" Belphie says tears in his eyes.

"Long story. I was getting in her mind the duration of the attack. Our little human isn't the happy face we always thought she is. It's nothing against you Belphie. I promise." Lucifer shares taking you upstairs to your room.

"Clean and fixe everything. We will need an organized house to train Miss Stormy here." Lucifer says as he goes away ignoring the annoyed faces of his brothers. "Oh, yes. Beel. No snails are allowed in this house ... ever."

The End!

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haydensky01 · 1 year

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Obey me! Lucifer loses MC the worst way (Part 3/3, Final)

Attention: Not short attention spane friendly. Spoilers. Angst

Part 1/3 | Part 2/3

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The day after you had gone, the demon brothers gathered in your room sad you left them and went to Diavolo's Castle.

"Why did he let her go?" Asmo said annoyed to his brothers. "What's the big idea of letting her abandon us like that? Aren't we her family?"

"She didn't abandon us." Belphie answers. "She just doesn't feel safe here anymore ... I don't blame her after what he did ... After what we did." Belphie says clenshing his fists.

"I never threatened her." Beel said sadly.

"Never did I as well." Asmo adds. "But we didn't protect her either."

To this, the brothers remained silent. Saddness, guilt and regret in their eyes.

"I still do not agree with how Mammon supported her on her decision and went against us." Levi finally said. "What a ... a ... a ..."

"A what?" Satan asks.

"I don't know. This is weird. I can't bring myself to insult Mammon anymore." Levi realizes in awe.

"Are you ... afraid of HIM?" Asmo teases.

"I AM NOT ... I think. I feel something like ... RESPECT?????"

A loud gasp from everyone fills the entire room.

"I feel it too ..." Beels confesses.

"I know what you are talking about." Belphie shares avoiding eye contact.

"My skin cannot support the blood pressure of a choc of this magnitude. I need a moisturizer." Asmo dramatically announces. "But I admit, he is kind of sexy throwing orders, leading with such an iron fist.The charming prince out of the swamp's ugly usless frog."

"So we all agree." Levi says annoyed shaking his head.

To this, everyone turns his head to Satan quiet this whole time.

He feels the eyes on him, his face goes tomatoe red and deturns his face from all.

They all explode laughing hysterically. Asmo throwing himself on the bed laughing outloud, Levi hitting his thigh with his hand tear laughing, Beel choking on his snack and Belphie palming his face shaking his head disappointingly.

"I respect anyone capable of landing one on Lucifer's face and sending him to his room." Satan finally says.

To his answer, the brothers go into a second round of frentic laughter.

"I heard my name. What is so funny?" Mammon enters the room.

Hearing his voice, the demons collect themselves briskly.

"What is wrong with y'all?" Mammon says confused. "I warn ya, if you are ploting some stupid prank on me amma beat ya asses." Mammon steps back at the realization of the genuine effect of his threat on the group.

He clears his throat: "I want us to do something. All together. As a family." Mammon says seriously making eye contact with each of his brothers. They all look at him in readiness. "We need to go and talk to Lucifer."

"NEVER!" Levi shouts. "I am not talking to him E.V.E.R."

"Levi is right. He almost killed our sweetheart in cold blood." Says Asmo infuriated.

"Listen. I am not denying what he did. I am moving forward from what he did." Mammon arguments gently.

"Who says we want to move forward?" Beel frowns at Mammon. Belphie, Levi and Asmo nodd at his remark.

"We want to move forward because we have always been reacting to what happens here. second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth and seventh born, we have always been relying on the first. Following whatever easy out from responsibility comes. Letting Lucifer innitiates ... Letting MC innitiates." Mammon closes his eyes in regret. "For once I am asking you to take an initiative that isn't anyone else's. This is our family. Lucifer is our brother."

"I know. But I can't forgive what he did to MC, the way he did it." Belphie rejects.

"You heard what she said." Satan gets involved. "She said: "Find the strenght in you to forgive Lucifer as a brother. What happened between us as lovers is up to me alone to forgive or not. But for the sake of your family ... my family. Forgive Lucifer. When you do, I'll find my place among you again." If we want to protect MC, this time, we need to give her back her place home."

The demons look down thoughtful, surrendering. Mammon gives Satan a look of gratitude to which Satan nodds with a smile.

"Come with me, I have something to show ya." Mammon invites his brothers.

Standing at the entrence of Lucifer's study, looking at his brothers digging their affairs in the pile of papers downstairs, Mammon says to Satan: "Dontcha wanna go dig our truth with'em?"

"Thank you, but I had my share of it yesterday after you went to Lucifer's. I have no intention of rereading his proofs on me sabbotaging his work and reputation across the Devildom."

Mammon smirks sarcastically.

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Lucifer seeing his brothers all gathered in his room couldn't remember if they had ever been all seven gathered here before. All gathered other than to be given a lecture.

Asmo was explaining how the lack of sleep and nutrition is bad for demons' nerves and skin. How he has been so superficial never seeing through his eyes and pains. That he found him very handsome and loves him dearly.

Levi shared how he has always been envious of his achievements, intelligence and success with girls up in the celestial realm and down here. That he knows he should be more present for the family but always counted on Lucifer to do more for him to do less.

Beel just wanted him to know he no longer holds grudges regarding what happened with Belphie and Lilith and wanted him to know he is grateful for everything and will always get his back.

Belphie knew he was the least present with the family and his activity, when awake, mostly consists of ploting pranks against Lucifer. He apologised for making his life harder for amusement.

Satan looked at Lucifer embaraced: "Don't expect me to say anything. You know everything there is already. I know wrath more than anyone. I was close to this same situation myself and you prevented me from crossing the line. You were there for me. I wasn't there for you. If you weren't there that day I would have appreciated to be forgiven afterwards. This is one reason why I forgive you. The other reason is ... you deserve to have such proof of affection." Satan finishes looking away completely.

Mammon was proud of his brothers all coming together. And for once he felt he did the right thing. That him, also, was their older brother. Walking away from the group hug he was ready to gamble the night away with Satan's credit card sleeping so comfortably in his pocket.

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"Wait ... Where is my credit card? it was right here in my .... MAMMOOOON!!!" Satan screamed running after the second born.

"How lovely, we are back!" Asmo says. "Wait Satan amma help you hang him to the ceiling."

Lucifer chuckled at the view of the hord running after Mammon calling him all those funny names. He was ready. Ready to punish Mammon, to let Levi play, Satan read, Asmo fuck, Beel eat and Belphie sleep. But he more than anything knew next time things will get hard he won't have one nor two nor three demons he could relay on and sleep tight. He will have six.

After that night, things came back to normal ... almost. The brothers were silly and goofy like always but were making sure to genuinely check on each other.

Lucifer came back to work, more reasonably. Especially after Diavolo knew his part of responsibility in Lucifer snapping and made sure he doesn't send more than the demon could handle. This being already a lot, both were satisfied.

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"You will return to the House of Lamentation tomorrow?" Barbatos asks you.

"Yes, as usual. I miss my boys. Let me know as soon as Lucifer is done here so I can come back to the Castle before he goes home." You say.

"I will, as usual."

You have been sharing your time between two homes. In the Castle when Lucifer is at the House of Lamentation and in the House of Lamentation when Lucifer comes to the Castle for work. Needless to say you haven't met since the fatidic day. He sent you several letters that you never opened and requested to see you more than a hundred times. You always declined.

"Aren't you tired MC?" Barbatos inquired.

"I am. But it is necessary."

"For how long still?"

"I don't know."

"You forgave him already, didn't you?"

To this observation, you feel your blood freeze in your veins. You look at Barbatos in pain, hands shaking. "How is it possible to forgive so much? So easily?"

"You have a pure heart, MC. Although it is handicaping, it is not a weakness."

"How can you say it isn't one when it almost brought the death of me? I keep forgiving and forgetting even when I don't want to. I can't control my will to see good in everyone. Even if I see their evil, live it, feel it ... hug it. A simple word, a simple smile, a simple memory makes me forget it all. This isn't how things should be."

"How should they be?"

"I should be immuned. After every deception, heart break, betrial, I should be immuned. I should be able to better protect myself. But here I am turning in cercles."

"So this is why you refuse to see him? You are afraid not to feel cold towards him? To still see good in him?"

You laugh bitterly. "My poor Barbatos. I am afraid I would hug him ... I know I would." You lift your head to look at the demon tears in your eyes laughing at your misery.

Barbatos lowers his gaze not knowing what to say for the first time of his existence.

"You saw everything, didn't you?" You ask Barbatos.

"What did I see?"

"Come on Barb. I know you'd never resist the urge to travel in time just to see what happened that day with your own eyes."

"I indeed did come back and witnessed it all."

"Have you noticed?"

"What should I have noticed?"

"When I told him I made a pact with you to protect you he answered "To protect me?Just now? After what?". He wasn't talking to me. He was talking to Lilith, wasn't he?"

"He was."

"He saw in me everything. His brothers and their troubles. Diavolo's project and his assignements. Lilith who helped me help Belphie and not him. A human with a pact with his name on. Everything ... Everything but me. He didn't see me. The human who will die sooner than him having his first white hair. Yet here using up her little time waiting for him. The fragile body against his endless power coming to him and him striking it away. The woman loved by many yet only loyal to him. I want to punish him. Take away from him the only thing his pride would never give him. My love. Selfless, pure, endless love."

Barbatos was looking at you saying those sharp words tears coming down your face yet without an ounce of mercy in your eyes. So this is the human's heart break power he always heard about. He was both fascinated and terrified.

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"Why didn't MC come for a sleepower this time like every time Lucifer stays at the Castle?" Beel asks Mammon at the dinner table.

"She said she wanna prepare for next week's exam and she needs calm." Mammon answers.

"It's all because of you making her binge watch your movies all night every time she comes over." Asmo reprimended Mammon.

"Oie ... Not like Levi doesn't make her watch anime and play games till dawn."

"Don't blame me. Blame Asmo and Belphie forcing her to cuddle all night." Levi passes the ball to Asmo again.

"I never forced anything on anyone. She loves me." Belphie says teasing.

"Don't say nonesense cow demon. MC isn't that stupid." Satan attacks Belphie.

Mammon throws a napkin on Satan's face hearing Lucifer coming back home after a night spent at the Castle to signale to him to change subject. Lucifer is very sensitive hearing about you. The brothers try not to bring you infront of him to avoid hearing his heart shatter at every mention of your name.

Lucifer knowing you were coming back to the House of Lamentation at each of his absences, made it his routine to spend couple days working at the Castle making excuses of his destroyed study. This gave you time to enjoy yourself with the brothers. And with a pain in the chest, the night he comes back, Lucifer would sneak into your room to smell your recent presence on the bed sheets. He was looking forward to coming back tonight just for this. To hug your pillow pretending you were still together, pretending he was giving you the time he should have gave you before and you deserved, faking a hope to wake up on a kiss of yours, pretending you still want him as much as he wants you. He will sneak into your room this night as well. But he won't find your smell.

Last night you haven't been in the House of Lamentation as Lucifer, Barbatos and Diavolo think. You haven't been at the Castle as the six demon brothers think either.

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"She is going to die, this is too powerful for her body." The first witch screamed.

"We warned her. She knows the risks. We cannot stop the ritual now." The second witch persisted.

"It's time. Prepare yourselves. The fragmentation is about to begin." The third witch announces.

The three witches joined in a cercle holding hands reciting incantations as your body flew above their heads surrounded in an orb of energy several shadow demons flying frentically around it.

In your despair of vowing your love to the wrong demon and incapacity of your heart to hold on the facts and protect you from the dangers and surrow, you turned to the three most powerful witches on earth. You took the opportunity of Mammon sneaking into your room at the Castle one night to take the contact of the witches from his D.D.D. The witches were happy to help in exchange for the money they never got back from Mammon. It wasn't that hard gathering the needed money selling pictures of Asmo sleeping to his fans. Lucifer was right, being so close to Mammon, he did rob off some of his shady skills on you.

Your wish was simple: Forget every memory you ever had with Lucifer as a lover. The hugs, the kisses, the butterflies, the pillow talks, the good mornings, the goodnights. Every memory of you two together. This and your love for him out of you.

How does someone even take a love out? You wanted whatever part in you responsible of loving him to die. You wanted to be sure to never be able to love him even if he is face to face with you, looking at you with his crimson eyes filled with the purest of love screaming your name.

For witches as strong, this was a piece of cake. Only if your love wasn't that pure.

Your love for Lucifer was quite unusual. The sincerity of it, the depth of it caused your love to no longer be in your heart but imprint your very soul. What an irony. Lucifer who was teasing you with eating your soul, did it in a way. To kill this love of yours your soul had to be taken out and fragmented. Lucifer's fragement would be given to the shaddow demons for them to eat. Only then the rest of your soul fragements would be returned to you.

What can go wrong? Everything. Literally everything. Any mistake means the death to your body. And your soul, now shattered in several pieces, would be lost in the shaddows for eternity. Somehow this was more gentle on your heart than Lucifer's betrial.

The shaddow demons got crazy animated around you at the view of your pure shiny soul. The witches could barely control the fragmentation with all the excitement. You feel it get out in a painful and sharp scream. You can see Lucifer's face smiling at you, Lucifer screaming at you, Lucifer confessing to you, Lucifer striking you, Lucifer waving at you, Lucifer standing in your blood. One image after another in a storm of feelings and memories. Then ... Nothing.

The shadow demons are no longer here. You are laying on the floor. The witches are above you.

"Is she dead?" The first witch asked.

The third witch approaches you and looks for your pulse. She laughs: "What a stubborn little girl, I even bet she would die before the ritual ends."

"This explains why they are that much intrested in her down there." The second witch says.

"Well, our work here is finished." Announces the third witch. "You! Shaddow demon, you got what you wanted. Your price will be to take this child and bring her back to the Devildom. Make sure no one sees you. We do not guarantee your safety."

The witches fly away and you are brought back to the Devildom. Put in the parc under one of the trees there.

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"What do you mean she told you she is staying at the Castle?" Lucifer asks a half awake Mammon worriedly.

"Oie ... She texted me saying she wasn't comin'. Why are ya asking? What's happening? What time is it?" Mammon buffles.

"It is happening that when I was at the Castle, Babatos told me she came here to spend the night the other day." Lucifer announces shaking.

It didn't take much before the whole house was awake. The people at the Castle alerted. No one knew where you were at and everyone was looking for you.

Few hours later, Lucifer is running back to the House.

"She is upstairs on her bed. We found her passed out in the parc. But she is doing fine." Satan at the door tries to calm his brother down.

In a heart beat Lucifer was infront of you beside your bed. Eyes filled with tears, breathless, shaking to your sight. It has been so long! So much had happened! But you are here ... finally!

"Lucifer?" You blink curiously to him.

Lucifer flinches at your voice and gaze. You never call him other than Luce. Something was missing ... everything was missing. The warmth in your voice to him, the smile on your lips, the pink cheeks, the deep welcoming look. He hesitates a moment then approaches you very slowly. He gives you his hands at which you look not understanding what he wants then you finally take them.

Something was definitely very wrong. These were your hands but not the ones he knows. Their warmth, their tenderness were gone. It's like your hands no longer fit in his. He looks around trying to find someone who feels the way he does but everyone was just happy having you back, seeing you gathered in the same room with Lucifer without you trying to run away or him trying to kill you. You do not see the distress in his eyes and the confusion in his heart then turn your head to joke with the boys no longer aware of his presence next to you.

Lucifer goes out of your room and meets Barbatos. "I apologise Lucifer, she apparently wanted to be alone and wondered till she passed out in the gardens of cold. But she is all good now. No need to worry." Lucifer didn't really hear what the butler was telling him. He kept walking numb to his room.

Once alone ... he cried. He wasn't crying a regret, nor crying a heartache. He was crying a death. His love passed away tonight with no funerals, giving up on him to an eternity of silent condolences.

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Not everyone who hurt you will know or recognize they did. Not everyone will apologise to you. Not everyone will cry your loss. Most will never. Before you give a piece of your soul make sure you'll at least deserve the tears of Lucifer on your departure. Otherwise, you would have been feeding the shaddow demons all along.

Thank you for reading me and gifting me with the only thing you truly possess, your time. The end!

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Obey me! Lucifer loses MC the worst way (Part 2/3)

Attention: Not short attention spane friendly, spoilers, injuries, angst.

Part 1/3 here!

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When you crack an egg and beat it so well you no longer diffrentiate between the yolk and the white, do you still have hope the egg as it was originally can reassemble? If you do, you are dellusional. If you don't, you are ignorant. There are millions of atomes that constitute an egg. Statistically, there are billions of diffrent combinations those atomes can reorganize themselves in. The more you wisk, the more combinations you realize. Amid all this wisking and beating, there is ONE combination in which every atome ends in its original place forming the egg of the start. ONE among millions of billions. The question here is no longer can you or can you not. The question is for how long are you willing to wisk? How much chaos before order?

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Leviatan, Satan, Asmodeous, Beelzebub and Belphegor. Gathered infront of your door were all in a mess. Asmo was holding his mouth with his hand while crying silentely. Levi covering his ears violently while sobbing. Beel and Satan both standing separated from the group fuming in rage while Belphie was crushing his pillow between his arms, shaking.

The boys were broken and clueless as they listen to you on the other side of the door crying outloud. Screaming your tears out, the pain from your injuries, the heart break, the betrial, the naivety. All. Your head against Mammon's chest seated in your bed and wrapping you with his arms while he cries quietly, his tears falling on your face mixing to your own. The sobbings were so profound and painful the House of Lamentation never was so deserving of its name.

How was it like to wake up to the pain of the stitches in your abdomen, feeling the wound connecting your belly to your back? How was it like to hurt at every movement? Your body sore in agony. Bruises everywhere. A human body is fragile indeed.

What did hurt the most? The wound? The stitches? The sprained wrist? The bruises? Or the hug you gave before becoming the worthless meat sac to the one you love? Do you remember what happened? Truth is, you do. You so very much do.

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*The day before*

"I refuse, I refuse to be scared of you. I love you!" You scream at Lucifer as you run towards him and hug him tight.

He looks at you and can't help himself from finding you pathetic. Mere human risking her life for a moment with a demon. He then pushes you away harshly. You stumble and fall.

"Do you find it amusing? Pacting me to you then confronting me to oblige your will on me?". Lucifer says in a deep thretening voice as he slowly comes towards you.

Your body aching, you oblige yourself to get up.

"I made a pact with you so I could see you if I never got the chance to come back here." You respond in a bitter laugh not lifting your head to look at the winged mess infront of you.

You rush and hug him again.

He strikes you again, harder this time. "Come Lucifer, come doggy. Who's the good boy? Who's the obedient, docile demon?". He evilly says as he comes nearer.

"I made a pact with you not to make you mine, but to become yours." You stand up more feebly and stumble till you reach him and hug him again. You lift your head, look at him in his eyes and say: "I made a pact with you to protect you."

Lucifer looks shocked, baffled, almost in panic. "To protect me?Just now? After what?". He laughs while tears run on his face. His face that slowly but surely transforms to become the most terrifying you have ever seen in him. "Who will protect YOU now?". Lucifer takes you up from your arm with one hand and sends you flying to the wall across the study. You hit the horns placed there violently and can feel the horn transpercing you from your back to the front then you fall hard on the floor with one horn still attached in you from behind.

"WHO WILL PROTECT YOU NOW?" Lucifer screams as he reaches to you again.

A loud sound is heard, Lucifer turns around and sees the door of his study valsing in the air aimed at him. He quickly jumps to the side and dodges it last second.

"I will." Mammon's voice can be heard up stairs.

"How dare you attack me?"

"How dare you attack MC?"

To this question, Lucifer looks at the frale shape in the floor bathing in a pool of blood. Who is that? MC? Is it MC there on the floor? No, it can't be.

"THIS CAN'T BE!!!!" Lucifer screams, tears all over his face turning to Mammon with rage. "THIS CANNOT BE!" and flies towards Mammon fist ready. Mammon dodged the attack, taking the opportunity to punsh him on the face then grips him from behind completely immobilizing him in the air and uses his strong wings to crash him on the ground head first.

After that, silence came back. Only the sound of Mammon's heavy breathing. Lucifer passed out on a massive hole where his desk used to be. And a bloody, lifeless MC against the wall.

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*Back to present*

"Did she sleep again?" Asmo asks Mammon as soon as this one steps outside your room.

"No, she just calmed down. She asked for you all." Mammon announces to the brothers.

"We can stay with her now?" Levi asks wiping is face with his sleeves.

"Yes, you can. Just make sure to remain calm and don't talk too much. She still needs rest."

"I'll give her to eat. she must be hungry." Says Beel.

Mammon nodds and start walking away.

"Are you about to bring HIM (Lucifer)?" Satan throws at Mammon.

Mammon shakes his head negatively. "She doesn't wish to see him. Now go give her company. You too Belphie. This incident has nothing to do with what happened with you before. She asked for you by name. I'll be back." And off he goes.

The brothers get in except for Belphie still hesitating.

"Belphie!" MC's voice came out of the room faintly. "Are you planning to make me wait longer?"

To this Belphie's face goes pink, he smiles and joins his brothers surrounding MC's bed.

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Mammon hesitates a moment before going inside Lucifer's study now half destroyed. He goes down the stairs. There he sees, on the wall infront of the chimny, a trail of blood across the wall to the floor where half the decorative horns were laying. His heart physically aches at the flashback of MC thrown right there. The blood, now black, had soaked.

In the middle of the room was the hole created by the impact of Lucifer on the floor. Mammon remmembered the punsh he landed on his older brother's face. At this thought, Mammon clenched the fist he beat with Lucifer untill his knuckles became white. He hates his hand. He hates that he had to do this. For hundreds of years, despite being the second oldest, Mammon never felt the need to exhibit his strenght or to prove to anyone why is he the second best. He loved to live, laugh, experience and go on adventures suited to the greed he embraced so contently as a gift. Every time he was mocked, punished or degraded he felt as a winner. That his life was his. That he is whom he wants to be and not whom he was expected to be. He was dumb, slow, loud, messy, shameless, a scumbag, a loser, but he was Mammon. THE Great Mammon.

As much as he hates to admit, Mammon loves his brother Lucifer. He respects and admires him. He, after all, was more than a brother. He took care of them all, all the time. He would rather be punished for eternity than even yell back at Lucifer. He is strict and abusif sometimes and prideful. But he is reliable. And if he had to bet till the last Grimm on him on someone to always have his back it would be Lucifer. Lucifer and MC.

"MC ..." He thinks to himself. "MC, my love. How did I really believe not fighting to have ya and leave ya to my brother's arms was what's best for ya? If I'd have another chance, I'd fight for ya till my last breath."

Mammon fell for MC, since the first time his eyes met hers. Her gentle smile, the ease anyone would feel approaching her, talking to her, befriending her. The way she corrects everyone without pointing at their mistakes. The way she would give up everything that is hers so easily for everyone. Her silly jokes, her endless talks. Why is it that he didn't fall in love for centuries just to fall for the one his brother fell for? He knows that more than two in this house feel the same.

"So cursed. Loved by so many, protected by few." Mammon laughs at himself grabbing a lock of MC's hair on the floor. This is when he saw it. On the floor a paper with red letters. He recognizes his name on it. it's from the bank notifying his financial affairs and scams reports. He didn't know Lucifer was dealing with this bank of his as well. Mammon looks around. And there are plenty of them everywhere. This is from the illegal casino owners. This one from the central bank. This one from the Ghost Gang asking for a ransom.

"When did this even happen?" Mammon is astonished.

He keeps digging and digging and he finds more of his dangerous, scammy affairs. Not only him. Levi, Satan, Asmo, Beel and Belphie. He knew Lucifer was taking care of the family and knows everything. But this, THIS is beyound one demon powers.

"Oh crap! What have we done?" Mammon realizes surrounded by his family files.

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Mammon opens Lucifer's door without knocking.

Lucifer sitting on his bed back to the door.

"I read your message. She doesn't want to see me. You came to make sure I am not crying myself to bed dear brother?" Lucifer says in a broken shacky voice.

Lucifer doesn't turn around. Then the sudden sobs of his brother make way to his ears. He turns around. And here was Mammon holding a bunch of papers. Crying his eyes out like a baby.

"Punish me Lucifer." Mammon says hysterically. Lucifer's eyes widden in choc. Mammon comes to his brother's bed and kneels before him still all tears: "Punish me, hang me from my feet to the ceiling, freeze Goldie, take my D.D.D. Punish me."

Lucifer recognizes the papers on his brother's hands. The contracts with the gangs he terminated without Mammon knowing how did those demons let go of him suddenly. The witches blackmailed into forgetting about Mammon, the debts he paid off, the casino owners tracking Mammon after he cheated on their games Lucifer beated up. The supplication sent to his father to agree letting Mammon on the Celestial Realm to accompany MC, and more.

Lucifer smiles. "Now, now. No need to cry Mams."

Lucifer didn't call him Mams since they were little.

"Why do ya do all this for us?"

"I am your eldest brother."

"Ya don't have to do all this for us. Are ya feeling guilt we got expelled from above?"

"I do. But me taking care of you has nothing to do with this. I would do the same in any realm."

"All I do is wonder around, Levi plays all day, Satan and Belphie complots to torture and kill you, Asmo fucks his eternity through the three worlds and Beel eats none stop. And you? You? THIS!!!" Mammon says while exposing the papers to his brothers lap.

"It takes one slave to have 6 free demons." Lucifer says closing his eyes smiling at his brother and petting his hair.

"Seven. Seven free siblings. You sacrified for Lilith as well."

"And you sacrificed your love to me. And I ruined it all."

Mammon hugs Lucifer, Lucifer hugs him back.

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Satan at the door of Lucifer's room hearing everything judged his presence was unecessary. Annoucing to Mammon and Lucifer that MC decided to leave the House of Lamentation now won't do any good.

Part 3/3 Final

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Obey me! Lucifer loses MC the worst way (Part 1/3)

Attention: not short attention spane friendly, angst, spoilers

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Being in an established relationship with the strongest demon of the Devildom after the kings is all fun and wholesome untill you realise how lonely it really is.

Since you and Lucifer started dating almost 3 months ago you went on 2 dates only and spent hardly any time together with the brothers always causing troubles and Diavolo making the most out of the demon's oath.

It is not that you haven't tried. You did. You understood the importance he has in this realm and that being the demanding partner isn't an option. But not seeing him nor hearing from him for the fifth day in a row was going beyound reasonable tolerance.

it is with all these doubts and heartaches that you gathered with Mammon and Belphegor in the planetarium that day.

"Ya lookin' a lil' bit sadder every day ya know?. Havin' debts problems?" Mammon says his face shoved into yours.

"Quit playing." You answer as you push him away. "I am just ... reconsidering stuff."

"It's Lucifer, isn't it?" Belphie says seriously.

"Who else?" You say in a surrender.

"This A'hole causing ya trouble? UUUGH told ya I am better." Mammon tries to make you laugh.

"He is an A'hole. But don't say it like that. He is just too busy to even remember I exist."

"Well, it isn't a surprise to anyone. I mean, you knew all along who he was and what he does. It is unfair to expect otherwise now." Belphie wasn't wrong. But he wasn't right either.

"You think remembering to send me a good morning or a how are you or an I miss you once a day is unfair? Come on."

"Yup, He ain't even eating with us for a few days now. Thinking he is SOOO important. Pleasing his one and only true love, Diavolo." Mammon laughs hysterically before realizing your mortified face expression. "Oie .. MC. Listen, it was just a stupid joke." He suddenly becomes serious. "Those kindda things need to be talked about. Ya can't just expect them to be magically fixed only through patience. Ya guys are a couple after all. Even if I persist that choosing him over me was a SIN" He finishes in a laugh.

"Would you stop that Mammon, you are embarassing yourself." Belphie interrupts. "As much as I hate to admit, but Mammon is right. You guys need to sit and talk."

"Both of you are right" You say as you gather your courage and stand up all motivated. "If it is fixable it needs to be addressed now. If it isn't we at least could break up with dignity and not keep dragging this more than we should. I am going to him now." You turn your back to the boys and leave rapidly.

"Oie ... Can't ya wait untill he comes out of his retreat at least? He is dangerous ya know!" Mammon screams as you run off. "Don't worry! Lucifer would never harm me." You say from afar as you enter the house. Not knowing you couldn't be further from reality.

Lucifer was a dark soul with rays of lights. Sometimes the light shines bright enough to leave only shadows. Some others, any sparkle is hardly found. What was it like to be the eldest of the 7 most powerful and problematic demons? To have lived thousands of years in service only to live even more still serving? To be the connection between two realms where you are a source of fear in one and hatred in the other, ending up in love with someone from the third? Was it hard to be him? No. It wasn't. It was impossible to be him. Simply impossible.

Somewhere between the hundredth cup of coffee and the 3rd bottle of Demonus, Lucifer couldn't make sense of the letters between the authorities of the three realms discussing current and future trades anymore. Those letters written in diffrent languages, diffrent alphabets. Each discussing a diffrent topic and all must fall in the right laws of Devildom and correspond to the budget allocated by Diavolo. You know, easiest thing on Earth ... or hell should I say really. Several days after starting, Lucifer just doesn't seem to see the end of it. *Beep* oh great another fax from Diavolo, only the 4th since this morning. The letter sent from the Castle falls on a pile of other faxes on the floor accumulated for days. *Beep* oh a fifth one. No, this one isn't from Diavolo. With a side eye Lucifer recognizes the redish words on the paper. This is yet another notification from the family bank. "How much debts are you able to generate Mammon?" Lucifer thinks to himself.

It was amid this atmosphere that you knocked on Lucifer's study before letting yourself in the dark room without waiting for an answer from the demon. There you saw him. Tie loose, bags under his eyes as if he took a punsh on the face, messy hair, red eyes. He was sitting at his desk, more like thrown at his desk, between buildings of files. He doesn't even raise his head to the intruder.

"Luce!" You say.

"What brings you?" He says without looking at you.

"I am doing fine, thanks." You respond coldly. "I was hoping we could talk a moment."

"Now is not the time." Yet not looking at you.

You approach and stand in front of his desk.

"No. Now is the perfect time." you say as you reach to his face with your hands lifting it for a forced eye contact. "Hi!" You say smiling.

"You don't understand MC, I said no." He answers as he gently takes your hands off.

"Luce, I .."

"NO!"

The last NO was loud, very loud. What was that you just felt? Fear? Did you just get scared of your loved one? No. Not you. If everyone is scared of him, you know better than anyone that Luce is more than just a pile of power and pride. You shake the feeling away and go straight to the curtains of the huge to the ceiling window and open them wide. An avalanche of light invades the room filling every corner. You turn all smiles to your lover. Lucifer was up looking at you ... in his demon form.

in a brush of wing he sends the papers flying across the room and throws his desk to the wall.

"YOU FOOLISH HUMAN!" He screams at you.

The feeling came back stronger than ever. Heart pounding, body shaking, eyes filled with tears, you were freightened. You were terrified. No, no you refuse. Remember. This is Lucifer, the one who saved you so many times, the one caring for a bunch of ungrateful brothers, the one who sold himself to save Lilith. The one who just wants to be useful. You refuse to let the fear win.

"I refuse, I refuse to be scared of you. I love you!" You yell as you run towards him and hug him tight.

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Barbatos goes out of your room with bloddy pieces of cotton.

"She will be alright Lucifer." He says to a mortified Lucifer leaning on the wall across the corridor. "She didn't lose much blood, the stitches won't leave any scar."

"I want to see her."

"It probably won't be a good idea." Barbatos responds as he looks at the 6 demons garding your door all fists tight, throwing threatening looks to their brother on the other side. "Besides, she is asleep now. You should get some rest yourself. You look terrible."

"Yes, go away murderer." Levi says between two sobs.

"How could you?" Asmo throws in-between his teeth.

"She loves you. You unworthy!" Belphie adds.

"You just had to, didn't you?" Satan joins the rest.

Beel growls as he steps towards his brother eyes on fire.

"Enough!" Mammon says. To his voice everyone of the brothers stops and Beel gets back. "This isn't time to make a mess. MC just slept after tremendous pain. Disturbing her won't do any good. Lucifer, go to your room. No need to feed the tension here. I will let you know when MC wakes up."

"But he tried to ..." Satan objects.

"I KNOW. not now Satan." Mammon interrupts Satan. "Lucifer, go!"

Lucifer looks at his younger brother whom caused him troubles for centeries and whom he punished more than he can remember. He was sending him to his room. Mammon was sending Lucifer to his room. He looks another time to his brothers surrounding Mammon, following his orders. To Barbatos avoiding to be too much involved in something he certainly qualifies as private matters. A final look to your door with a pain in the chest. Then goes away in the most painful, ashamed and miserable walk out.

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"How is she doing?" Diavolo asks Barbatos as soon as this one enters the young Prince's office.

"She is stable. Hurt but not dying."

"How is Lucifer?"

"Dying but not hurt."

"Hm ..." Diavolo puts his hand under his chin. "What happened exacly? You left me with no further details earlier after Mammon called you."

"My apologies my Lord, the situation needed urgent assistance. Lucifer apparently threw MC very violently against a wall and was transperced by one of the items on it."

"So there is an element of accident to this all."

"It would have been if Lucifer didn't try to throw her again against the same wall with the decorative horns on. I chose not to reveal, but without my ancestral knowledge of healing magic, she would have been long gone by now."

"This changes everything, doesn't it?"

"Well, fortunately Mammon wasn't at ease the moment MC went to the study and stayed nearby. He could rescue her before the second attack which would have certainly been fatal. He even overpowered Lucifer."

"Mammon overpowered Lucifer?"

"It appears so, yes. Lucifer was in a mess. He allegedly haven't slept nor eaten for nearly a week. This helped weaken him enough for Mammon to force him out of his rage mode. He is the second born after all."

"We could bet the sight of MC's injuries contributed shocking him out of it as well."

"Perhaps. Nonetheless, Mammon was able to control him without damaging him too much or himself. He even had the rest of the brothers stay away from any revenge attack and managed everything so well I arrived to a very tense yet somehow peaceful atmosphere in the house with MC already well assisted."

"Well well well, won't you look at that? It appears that our little Mammon matured and became the reliable brother Lucifer always wanted him to be."

"He has always been so. You know very well that he chooses to be the way he is. Not because he cannot be something else. It is just that he has a lifestyle that he chose and likes. On contrary to Lucifer." The Buttler says while serving to his master a cup of tea hinting to the only one who could comprehend those words.

"Well, future events won't be easy. We need to make sure to be of great support to the whole family. And especially to MC."

"At your orders my Lord."

Part 2/3 here

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Obey me! Sleeping with Lucy. Traumatized MC

Attention: Not short attention span friendly.

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Truth is, since last week when Cerberus found itself free from its chains and wondered in the house following the scent of the only human there to attack it, you have been very traumatized.

It didn't matter that Lucifer saved you and put the creature back into its prison. Fact is, it was all last second. And you had that long long time within that one second terror face to face with the three headed dog glazing at you charging his firy breath about to tear you up. Needless to say, you haven't been able to go passed that moment.

Since that day, you'd make sure to never be alone especially at night. But a fact deep within wasn't making you any less terrified. After all, you saw how everyone of them hasn't been able to tame Cerberus or push it away from you till he nearly killed you. Everyone except Lucifer.

Lucifer and you share a respectful relationship. Almost professional. He, after all, is the Morning Star. The first born. And Diavolo's right hand. And since you came here, several months ago, you only had responsabilities and committments bounds.

You admired him. You respected him. But also, you liked him. There is no denying that. He was so handsome, so calm, so reliable. You feel like even a smile from him could charge you in energy for days. And knowing his importance and status, you being aware of the feelings you started growing towards him, makes you awkward around him. Avoiding eye contact, talking none sense sometimes, laughing about everything. Even at punishments when Mammon gets you on board in some stupid things.

Howerver, tonight is diffrent. Tonight, you are seriously terrified. You can't dare close your eyes. The smell of aches in Cerburus surrounds you. The 6 red eyes seem to stare at you in every corner of your room and you could hear the beast scream resonates in your soul. You need safety. You need security. You need Lucifer.

Heading to his study in the library you couldn't believe you were about to ask the first born to stay with him all night. You make it till his desk. Here he was working. Overworking. a pile of files and papers surrounding him from everywhere.

"What is it that brings you here at this hour? Is Asmo harassing you again?"

"... N-No, no. I just needed something .. I.."

He interupts you mid sentence: "Ah, is there anything more you needed for the festival preparation? Here, Take this list." He hands you a paper. "This is the list where the festival's needs are mentionned from my part. You can add anything you forgot about in it. I will make sure Diavolo has it appoved by tomorrow."

"... T-Thank you .. But .."

"Don't worry." He interups agains. "Diavolo has you on his good terms. I am sure he'll grant you some more." He says without taking his eyes off of the papers on the desk.

You take few seconds to think. "I just wanted to stay in the study with him. nothing else" You think to yourself.

"This is taking you a moment. Planning to add some more things now that we know the Young Prince won't say no? Be wise asking MC, Diavolo isn't here to spoil." Lucifer added from afar.

You look at the paper and write: "Could you please check if Cerberus is well chained tonight?". You put the paper on the corner of the desk and leave.

Back to your room (running) you close the door and hope he will see your message. You get on your bed and start counting sheeps. Maybe this will distract you. The thoughts of the beast comes and goes as you don't stop moving in your bed. Then tears came up. You hung on your pillow and cried undlessly.

An hour later, you still haven't slept but all the crying made you so exhausted you feel yourself doze off. As your breath slows and your eyes get heavier, you hear your door opens. Your heart skips a beat and your body freezes, eyes tightly shut in fear. And then you smell him. the vison of aches and fire dissipes as you recognize the perfume of Lucifer. A heavy spicy yet sweet scent of fruit and earth. The scent fills your entire room and envelops your whole body. It calms you down. You hear footsteps towards your bed. And this is when you realize. Lucifer is in your room. few steps away. Your heart pounds yet you don't make yourself known as awake. You hear him take off his coats that he puts on your chair. You hear him heading to your bed barefoot. when did he even take off his shoes? A moment after your bed goes down under the weight of the demon and your cover is lifted as a worm and big body lays next to you from behind. The smell imprinted your soul by now. A hand throws to your side of the bed 2 gloves, a tie and a gilet. His arm slides under your neck gently then comes back to rest on your upper shoulder while his other goes around your abdomen.

"I apologise ... I will never let anyone nor anything ever harm you." He says in the quite of your room.

Is this really Lucifer by your ear? on your bed? Against your body? under your covers? The serious, strict, scary, professional Lucifer?

"I can't bare seeing the bags under your eyes at every breakfest after the incident. Nor your pale face ... For how long haven't you slept my love?"

Your face is fire red now. Does he know you're awake? Wait, did he just call you HIS LOVE? ~Do I have to respond?????~

"I don't even remember." You finally say in a broken tired voice.

"Have you been crying?" He realizes to your voice. "Oh MC ..." He commented as he hugged you tighter.

"I sent a raven to the Castle. I declared personal affairs for the next two days. I sent another one to the school as well. They won't be expecting us coming couple days either. Would it be enough? would it be acceptable if we remained sleeping just like this for the next two days?"

"What about the boys?"

Lucifer smirked at the thought of his brothers. "I casted a spell on them. no one is waking up before two days at least."

You let a gasp of surprise out as you turn looking to Lucifer in astonishment. His hand on your waist makes its way up to your face. "You would be scared to know the extent of things I would do for you". He says in a tender yet firm eye contact.

As you look at him, you know he isn't exagerating. Missing on Diavolo's meeting, missing school and casting a spell on his brothers ... You knew he meant every word he said.

"Turn around, rest your head on my chest princess."

Your body obeys without leaving time to your mind to comprehend the order. As you put your head on his heart he caresses your back and you fall asleep to his last words.

"I imprinted a key to my room on your right palm. I am the one who will spoil you to the core. Your bed now is my heart and nowhere else".

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