MORE! PEOPLE! NEED! TO! MAKE! THE! OBM! BOYS! FUCKED UP!!!!
and i dont just mean mentally (although that is appreciated <33)
Mammon turns around to lovestare at you during class💕but his neck is at an extremely offputting angle and when you catch him staring he gets flustered and whips around away from you and you can swear you can hear bones snap
Asmo is braiding your hair and it's soft and gentle, you're almost falling asleep, so you barely register him murmuring about how beautiful you are, how stunning you look in red, how badly he'd like to paint you in it, how sure he is that your insides are as pretty as your outsides, how much he'd like to taste...
You're in the observatory with Belphie, talking in hushed giggles under the stars and the blood red moon. His hands are warm in yours and his eyes are kind, you trust him and want nothing more than to fall asleep here in a nest of pillows, but his shadow looks like its warning you to stay awake
You're venting to Satan, just something petty that your classmate did to spite you, but you're pacing around his room while he watches, and your pulse is racing and you're having to blink the red out of your eyes and you feel suddenly murderous, until you make eye contact with Satan and his eyes are glowing and you realize he's amplifying and feeding off your rage because old habits die hard
Let them be fucked up.
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5 days...
Minors do not interact.
You look so good, Asmo thinks he could just eat you up. Or eat you out. Or fuck you so hard you're screaming his name.
The lace of the lingerie accentuates your beautiful curves perfectly, the lines tracing down your body in a sensual way without revealing everything. It makes him burn.
You don't know, though, do you? How he burns for you? That he'd give you everything, all of him, anything he could acquire within his means. It all belongs to you.
You own all of him. But telling you would give you too much power. He needs you to want him just as badly. So he says, "you look scrumptious darling! Come here and let me touch you."
The gleam in his sunset eyes belies his deeper, more carnal desires, as he levels you with a warm and inviting stare. Manicured nails trace down your body, slip into your panties to run through your wet pussy.
"Mmm so wet already, what from?" He asks, but the teasing lilt to his voice tells you that he knows exactly why.
"You," you whisper, widening your stance so he can dip two pretty fingers into your heat. "The look in your eyes."
He hums, licks his lips. Oh, if only he could taste you. He wouldn't stop until you belong to him. Until you would never -- could never -- think about another man. He curls his fingers, hits your sweetest spot, makes you moan for him.
He kisses your chest softly before sucking hard on the swell of your breast, the soft skin that bulges from the garment. You feel the graze of his teeth just as he strokes you just right, and you come undone. He always brings to your orgasm so fast, it blinds you with the ferocity of your release.
His eyes flicker up to yours, a trickle of blood streaming sown his chin as he pulls away.
"Oopsie," he giggles, licks his lips, "I'm not done with you yet~"
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There’s a pinch in Lucifer’s brows that grows more and more familiar the longer you know him. Some haze, a clouded loss in his vision. You recognise the look all too well.
You’re especially familiar with it from this angle, head tilted slightly to look at him as you rest against his chest. The sun has long since set and yet the two of you resist sleep. You’re too tired to talk now, you’ve run out of things to say, but Lucifer rubs soothing patterns along one of your shoulders and holds the other tight around your waist and it’s enough. It’s enough.
He doesn’t want to leave. He doesn’t want to go back to the house, to being his brothers’ parental figure, to being Diavolo’s right hand man. It’s not the Avatar of Pride you’re with right now - it’s just Lucifer, trying to hide the silent plea in his eyes as he makes calculations in his head and wonders if you two could stay out for one more night - just one more night, please, because what harm could it do?
But you’d only had your phone on for a few moments earlier and you already know. You know by how much it buzzed, by the string of missed calls and ignored messages. Harm had likely already been done, and in the morning when you went home you’d both have to pick up the pieces together.
And so as always, Lucifer found it difficult to enjoy these nights. To allow for things to end. And you can read it on him, stitched into even inch of his being, nothing more than a fearful man in these sheets.
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Hugs from Satan are impossibly warm. If you were to bring this up to him, he’d simply say that it’s because he’s the Avatar of Wrath, so of course he runs hot. But you know the truth.
It’s his love. It fuels him, staining his cheeks and making its home in his heart. He’s full of it, and you feel that now, as his arms wrap around you.
Satan’s presence is soothing, as he reads to you, softly whispering in your ear. Perhaps it’s only natural that you’d eventually fall asleep in his lap, and that he’d chuckle and kiss the top of your head in response. He says something else as well. Even though you can’t hear it, the warmth of his words linger in your dream.
“I love you.”
~ s8ncake
Okay, I’m really crying imagining this too... soft and loving Satan just tugs at my heartstrings 🥺
This is a gift. Thank you. I really need as much comfort as I can get right now. & you know exactly how to portray all those emotions 😭💙
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okay okay hiiiiii its me overly affetionate anon!!! can i have the om boys with a m/c that likes baby talk to them??? like "who's the smartest handsomest bestest boy in the whole Devildom??? its you!!!"
Obey Me! HC: MC Baby-Talking the Brothers + Undateables
• Genre: Floof 💖 w/ vague mentions of spicy-ness
Lucifer
> "Hiii, Luci~ How's my hard, lil worker doing?"
> Lucifer's eyes immediately widen upon you barging into his study, speaking to him in your cute, high-pitched aegyo voice. What in the Devildom are you doing and why is he getting such an ego boost from it?
> While he'll act as if he doesn't like it, your shower of praise just adds to his pride. Still, the most you'll get out of him is a light, light blush.
> And, even then, Lucifer will still chastise you for being so distracting. If you do it in front of other people, he will flat-out ignore you.
> I dare you to try and pinch his cheeks.. his horns will come out and not from pleasure.
Mammon
> "Haiiii, Mammoney~ Who's the bestest boy in the Devildom? It's youuuuuu!"
> At first, Mammon tries to fight the sensation of butterflies in his stomach, attempting to appear unaffected by your barrage of compliments.
> But when you cup his cheeks and look up into his eyes with that innocent expression you know drives him insane... it’s over for him. He’s like puddy in your hands.
> He’ll get real into it, too. Sometimes it turns into a cuddle-fest, sometimes a fuck-fest. It really depends on what mood he’s in before you start.
> Mammon will lowkey get upset if he sees you talk like that to anybody else. His greed will definitely show.
Levi
> "Who's my most favorite demon in the whole, wide world? It's youuu, Levi-chan!"
> Constantly plagued with self-doubt and insecurities, hearing you say he's your favorite does things to his head. (both of them)
> Levi will melt into a puddle the moment he feels you pinching his cheeks. You won’t be able to understand anything he’s saying, his coherency flying out the door.
> If you don't let up eventually, he honestly might faint.
> And he'll highkey be devastated if he finds out you also do that to his brothers. Please don’t let him find out you do that to his brothers.
Satan
> “Who’s the smartest, most handsomest boy in the entire universe? It’s-”
> “Handsomest isn’t a word, MC.”
> No but seriously. Baby-talking the Avatar of Wrath can go one of two ways: either he has a sudden change of heart, or he gets royally pissed off from it.
> He knows you’re trying to be cute and do aegyo, but it just reminds him of his brothers teasing him while he grew up. Born from Lucifer after the fall, he’d had a tumultuous childhood with six older brothers.
> So, when you do work up the courage to walk up to him and pinch his cheeks, the swatting away of your hands is just instinct.
> However, what he will accept is head scritches. Only then can you manage to sneak in a couple of praises, looking down at his head in your lap.
Asmo
> “Asmo, my baby! My gorgeous, sweet baby! I love you with all of my heart~”
> Asmo is one of the only boys who will openly accept your praise. Not only does it boost his confidence, but your delivery is absolutely adorable.
> Be careful, though - he has a habit of turning the tables, flipping the aegyo back on you. Before you know it, you’re the one who’s a blushing, stuttering mess.
> In the event that you out-aegyo Asmo, he’s wrapped around your finger, hanging onto every word that leaves your mouth.
> He doesn’t care if you do it in front of others. He won’t act tsundere like Mammon does.
Beel
> “Haiiii, my lil Beelzebee! Who’s my lil cutie? I just wanna eat you up!”
> Oops, now his cheeks match his hair. The fact that you’re way shorter than him and still calling him little just emphasizes how tiny you are.
> He usually scoops you up and hugs you tightly, nuzzling into the nape of your neck contently.
> Good luck getting down. Beel will want to carry you around for the entire day.
> It wouldn’t bother him if you also did it to Belphie. But that’s the only exception.
Belphie
> It may not bother Beel when you baby-talk Belphie, but it sure as hell bothers Belphie.
> “Oh my goshhh~ Look at you! You’re udderly adora-”
> You never did get to finish, Belphie taking the liberty of launching a pillow at your face. Maybe the cow reference was a bit much.
> Being the second youngest, Belphie also got a fair share of taunting from the older brothers. And, like Satan, his response to baby-talking is also negative.
> But, that doesn’t mean you’re allowed to do that to anybody else. Just because he hates it doesn’t mean he wants to see you do that to somebody else.
Diavolo
> “Who’s the most powerful demon in the Devildom? It’s youuuu, Dia, darling~”
> As the son the the Demon King, Diavolo didn’t receive a lot of praise growing up. Or any positive reinforcement, for that matter.
> So, when you pitch your voice up high and climb onto his lap, peppering his face with kisses in between your words, he falls head over fucking heels for you.
> While he’d never let you do it in front of others, it wasn’t because he was embarrassed about you. It was because the Demon Prince couldn’t show vulnerability.
> Please convince him to do aegyo to Lucifer.
Simeon
> “Simeon! I missed you so sooo much, my precious, precious angel~”
> Paired with your hands forming a heart, your efforts were enough to steal away Simeone’s calm composure. He has no idea why your voice sounds like that, but he’s definitely enamored.
> He’s not used to this kind of praise - a more personal and invasive kind of praise that echoes in your mind long after it’s been given.
> In turn, he’ll shower you in compliments. But, unlike Asmo, he doesn’t do it in aegyo.
> After you two are done, Simeon totally googles aegyo.
Solomon
> “How’s my favorite shady, lil sorcerer? You’re my sweet sunshine, Sol~”
> As the only other human in the Devildom, Solomon knows exactly what you’re doing and he doesn’t like it.
> “Stop that before I curse you, MC.”
> “But you’re my sneaky, sneaky sugarplum! My schemin-”
> He did warn you he’d curse you. You’ll get your voice back tomorrow.
Barbatos
> “Haiiii, my teeny tiny little teacup! Words can’t describe my love for you~”
> Barbatos stops in his tracks and gives you a once over. He’s both confused and curious as to why you’re being so affectionate toward him.
> He inconspicuously looks you over to make sure you’re sober and haven’t hit your head.
> “Come on, let’s get you to bed, MC.”
> “Wait- No- Barb, stop! I’m not sick!”
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