#Simeon x Reader
Mc: My neck is sore!
Simeon: Oh no, is there anything you want me to-
Mc: Please kiss it.
Solomon: They've been head banging just a minute ago.
Simeon: I know!
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hiyaaa i rlly enjoy your blog :>> and itll be my first time to try a request hehehe but is it alright for me to request where MC used men’s shampoo (because why not, its cool on the scalp tho-) and what would be the brothers’ + side characters (if its too much iz okiee, i dont mind ) reaction whilst cuddling XD
using their shampoo
includes: the brothers x/& gin!reader, diavolo x/& gn!reader, simeon x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
wc: .8k | rated g | m.list
a/n: hello and ty!! i hope you don't mind i took it a step further and made mc wearing their shampoo instead of just mens shampoo. thank you for requesting and i hope you have a good day!! my inbox is open to chat, request, or leave feedback, so come say hello!!
please reblog >,,<
➳ lucifer notices it right away, though he doesn’t say anything, running through scenarios in his head on why you would have washed with his shampoo. maybe you were out of your own? he can’t deny the little thrill that runs through him when he smells his scent surrounding you. “like how i smell so much you had to take it for yourself?” he asks, curious. was it intentional? why were you wearing it? he’s burning with the need to know but doesn’t want you to realize it.
➳ mammon blushes immediately when he smells his shampoo on you. it’s a distinctive scent, so he knows it’s not mistaken, but you don’t seem to notice his flustered state as you snuggle further into him. “um,” he starts, and you look up, eyes innocently wide. “is that, uh, my shampoo?” he manages, and you smile, nodding. “i borrowed it… asmo has mine and i dodn’t realize until i was in the shower. you don’t mind, do you?” him, mind you using his snampoo? never. “nope,” he squeaks, and you immediately begin planning to never use your own again.
➳ levi doesn’t notice at first, since he doesn’t use very scented stuff, but when he does, he freezes, wondering if he’s imagining it. he’s not, but he doesn’t know how to confront you about it, so he doesn't, just swallowing hard and wrapping his arms around you. you don’t mention it, not that you’d have a reason to, but levi can’t stop thinking about it, the fire in his stomach oddly satiated by the idea of you smelling like him all of the time. maybe if he doesn’t bring it up you’ll keep doing it. please keep doing it.
➳ satan notices right away, a smile curving across his lips. he’d been hoping when you rook a shower in his room you’d used his products, and it appears you had. you smell like him, all crisp and fresh, and satan has to wonder if you like the scent. you’ve never said you didn’t, but then again you never said you did. “you know,” you say conversationally, “your shampoo made my hair really soft. maybe i should move away from using human world products.” check and mate. “yeah, maybe,” satan replies. “i’ve got some extra bottles of shampoo if you want it.”
➳ asmo doesn’t even notice at first. he’s so used to smelling you in a wide range of sencts, and sometimes he forgets he’s wearing a particular product until he can smell it. when he realizes you’re wearing his personal shampoo, he has to hold back his glee. “like my shampoo and conditioner?” he asks, running a hand down your back. “i sure like it on you.” you huff out a laugh, nodding. “it’s nice. i’m sure my hair will be really healthy if i continue to use it.” asmo grins, waving his hand. “by all means, use it as much as you want!”
➳ beel literally doesn’t care, not that you expected him to. as long as you're clean and happy, he’s happy. he does notice it, but since he’s used your products before in a pinch he doesn’t mind. beel has a very ‘what’s mine is yours’ mentality, so it’s unlikely he’ll pitch a fit or anything. he does tell you you smell good, though, making you laugh. at least he likes the products he’s using on himself.
➳ belphie smells his scent on you as soon as you climb into bed with him, making him more awake. “is that my shampoo?” he asks, brushing a finger across your damp hair. you nod, and he resists the urge to crush you into his chest, inhaling deeply. you smell like him, and belphie wants to take you out around town like this, when you’re practically dripping in him, his scent, showing all of devildom that you’re his.
➳ diavolo is another one of the boys who doesn’t mind. he loves sharing his stuff with you, wants you to use them, and when you do it makes him happy. “you used my shampoo!” he chirps, burying his face into your neck, making you squirm away. “stop! that tickles,” you admonish. “but yes, i did. i forgot mine.” diavolo taps his chin. “i can buy you some.” shaking your head, you take his phone from his hand, closing akuzon. “no, it’s alright. i’m only here for a few days. i can use yours until then.”
➳ simeon is the one who offered you use his shampoo in the first place. you’d been lamenting about your lackluster hair, and he’d jumped on the opportunity, offering his. angel shampoo and conditioner would no doubt restore your hair to its previous glory, as it was specially made to be healing and rejuvenating. “i like my smell on you,” he says plainly, and you flush. you like it too and he knows it, making him want to send you home with a bottle or two.
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Obey Me! Cockslapping Headcanons 2
dom!reader, sub!side characters, gn!reader
either gets rlly excited or starts crying lol
totally depends on his mindset
if he likes it he'll get real shameless and asks for you to do it some more, please
if he's not ok with it, Dia will need you to take a more playful approach to the whole thing now otherwise he completely shuts down
just tell him you'll make it up to him big time with a smile and he should be fine
our local masochist (you can't change my mind)
he'll love it
might try to hide how much tho
dw it's still super obvious
eyes rolling back, toes curling, fists clenching, gasping, the whole deal pretty much
slap him 'til he cums ♥
curious angel mode activated
isn't rlly sure how he feels abt it
so he asks you to do it again
will def enjoy it occasionally if you do it lightly
it'll get him going real good
and he gets super eager for more
totally edges you on to do it more
that friggin' smirk istg
and it only gets bigger the more you slap him
yeah this srsly gets him going
when you slap his dick it'll mostly encourage him to be more bratty to see what else you'll do to him so b careful 🧡
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𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔 & 𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐎𝐍 ft. dateables
includes: obey me! dateables x reader
content warning: 18+ content, humiliation, swearing, mentions of corruption and public sex.
💭: you requested it so, here's part two!!ㅡ hina
PART ONE HERE
"shh, pretty..." solomon grunted in your ear. "you're being too loud, someone will hear us. you wouldn't want that, would you?"
you choked back a moan when he thrusted into you again from behind, shaking your head at his question. your underwear was pushed to the side and you were leaning forward against the couch, barely able to hold yourself up from the pleasure coursing through your veins. it didn't help that he was radiating magical energy that made your skin buzz with life.
"good puppy.." solomon cooed, biting your earlob. "I bet you are enjoying being fucked where anyone could walk in at anytime, hm?"
before you could moan out a response, the door to the side of the common room opened and you gasped, trying to tell solomon to stop but he didn't notice the intruder, pressing your face into the couch.
this poor, poor angel
he has seen some things before, but he was not prepared to see his innocent dove having sexual intercourse with solomon in the common room
he instantly gasps, covering his eyes and turning away from the sinful act
he can't help the warmth that spreads through him and the tightening of his pants
he imagines what it would be like to have you underneath him instead
he quickly rushes out of the room, cheeks ablaze
he knows it's wrong and he prays to the celestial realm that he hasn't overstepped
he is disgusted with himself for thinking such dirty thoughts about you
but you just looked so pretty like that
he will rush to your room at night when he can't get any sleep; your moans plague his mind
he begs for your touch even though he knows it will corrupt his nature and make him a sinner
all he knows is that he needs you
when he sees you both, he finds it intriguing
two humans, one of them a powerful sorcerer, freely fucking in the common room where anyone, and any demon, could walk in
he chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest and he watches as you both scramble up to get into a less intimate position
you apologise bashfully and he shakes his head, amused "oh no, don't worry, it's okay."
the next day, you receive an invitation to go to diavolo's castle and once you arrive, you are met with the demon prince on his throne, mirroring the same smirk he had on yesterday
there was no one in the hall and once you stood before him, he grabbed your wrist, pulling you onto his lap, a shocked gasp escaping your lips
"I want to try having public sex with a human, would you help?" he whispered in your ear, nipping at your jaw and smirking against your skin "I couldn't stop thinking about wanting to try it out with you ever since yesterday; seeing you like that... wow, you naughty little thing"
I mean, how could you decline him? getting a chance to fuck a prince on his throne?
you knew you had to oblige
probably the only respectful one
just leaves the room and closes the door
as a butler of diavolo, he has walked into the prince having sex many times, so this wasn't an unusual sight to see
he probably won't mention it to you, but he knows you had noticed him that day and have been trying to avoid his presence since
when you go to help him cook, he blatently asks "do you like to feel humiliated?"
you blush, trying to deny his words but you just can't get the words out with him looking at you
he pushes you up against the kitchen counter and smiles, standing between your legs, brushing a gloved finger against your cheek
"don't lie to me, it's not very polite, mc. I know you saw me enter the room that day... did you like knowing that I saw you in such a humiliating position? was it your idea to be so exposed?"
I'm sorry diavolo, dinner was very late that night
taglist: @i9luc, @tallbrunettehoelovemilfs, @sia00612, @yuckyskies, @moonjellymermaid + @minkarexx
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Falling Asleep on Them Headcanons
(The "It's complicated" cast)
He had asked you to come over so that you could answer some questions about the human world.
Solomon was supposed to be there too, but he had a prior engagement with Asmodeus.
Unfortunately, the meeting was to take place not only after school, but also after the prince managed to finish all of his tasks for the day.
Barbatos wouldn't allow anything less.
So when you finally did go over to the castle, it was well into the night.
Diavolo was somehow as cheery as ever.
You tried your best to engage actively in the conversation.
But you were just so sleepy.
You were both sitting on a couch, side by side.
Diavolo was in the middle of asking another question when he felt you fall limp at his side.
He quickly realized you had fallen asleep.
Smiling to himself, thinking about how sweet you looked, he asked Barbatos for a blanket.
There both of you slept, cuddled up for the rest of the night.
You'd been having trouble sleeping recently.
So Barbatos offered to make you a special tea that could help you.
At first you politely declined.
The first time someone in the Devildom offered you tea was not exactly a happy memory.
But after another night of not sleeping you took him up on his offer.
He was very much delighted to help, and welcomed you with tea and pastries to go along with it.
His skills in the kitchen were nothing short of magical.
Before you knew it, you had fallen asleep on his shoulder.
With a serene happiness, Barbatos carried you to a guest bedroom and tucked you in.
He stayed with you throughout the night to make sure you would finally be able to rest well.
Never again would you let Solomon practice magic on you.
Well, until the next time he came back with his sweet pleading eyes.
To say you were upset at him would be an understatement.
This wasn't the first of his magic mishaps that had affected you.
And despite knowing that mistakes happen...
Did they really have to happen at 3 in the morning?
Who in their right mind practices magic at 3am?
To be fair, who in their right mind agrees to be a magic guinea pig at 3am?
So this is how you got here.
Quite literally stuck to the only other human in the Devildom.
He kept apologizing and saying he'd figure out a way to reverse the spell as soon as possible.
But you did not want to hear it.
You told him in no uncertain terms that he'd best get ready to be a pillow for the rest of the night, because until you got your much needed sleep, he would not be subjecting you to more magical experimentation.
You then promptly went to sleep.
It was rare to see Solomon flustered, so he was lucky you weren't looking at him.
Not that he was unhappy with this arrangement.
And not that he planned it all along.
Acting is fun.
You love acting.
You love school projects that involve acting.
You love Simeon.
You love writer Simeon.
You do not love director Simeon.
You know he's a good director, and his methods assure success but...
This is insane.
So you kept messing up your monologue.
Who's fault is it that the writer included a word you can't pronounce?
Like, "Floccinaucinihilipilification", really, Simeon?
But, maybe you shouldn't have complained to him about it.
The "smile" he gives whenever he's unhappy with something as a director...
Yeah, that'll be haunting your nightmares.
If you even got the CHANCE to have nightmares.
He wouldn't let you stop rehearsing until you got it right.
But you wanted to sleep!!
Still, maybe you shouldn't have rolled your eyes at him.
His scary smile was back with even more fury than before.
You needed to remedy this!
But all your sleepy mind could come up with was throwing your arms around Simeon in an impromptu hug.
At least it caught him off guard enough that he seemingly forgot he was about to lecture you.
The hug was only meant as a short distraction.
But he was so warm...
And you were so sleepy...
When Simeon noticed you had fallen asleep he sighed.
But he also smiled (an actual smile) warmly, a decided to let you rest.
You'd keep rehearsing once you woke up.
There was no way around it. =)
Babysitting Luke was usually fun.
(Do not say the word "babysitting" around him and you'll be fine.)
But the truth was that Simeon had asked you to keep an eye on him.
You didn't mind one bit.
Hanging out with Luke meant that you got to eat anything he baked.
And he baked a lot when you were around.
He was so cute, you wanted to pinch his cheeks sometimes.
Though you never did; that would have been a terrible idea.
But you couldn't help resting your head on his when you had both sat down to eat slices of butterscotch and cinnamon pie.
He was just so fluffy!
Like a puppy.
He wanted to complain but he bit his tongue.
He'll admit it.
He doesn't hate the older sibling affection he gets from you.
You both fell asleep at around the same time, your head on his and his on your shoulder.
Unfortunately for Luke, there would be photographic evidence of this moment.
You thought it was adorable, but he didn't share the sentiment.
Simeon had shown up late at night, with Mammon in tow.
Simeon took the opportunity to take pictures.
And thankfully this was only Luke or else Mammon might have flown off the handle.
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[ Kinktober; Day 7 - Size Kink - Obey Me! ]
NSFW Minors DNI
Solomon, Simeón x F!Reader (separate)
Includes; Size Kink; when your partner is bigger in girth making you struggle to fit him in, mentions of overstim, use of ‘kitten’, fingering, grinding, a pinch of orgasm denial (I had to), forced orgasm
A/N - This is drabbles of characters because I just couldn’t choose one! Also that’s obey me week finished ! :((
You whimper as you slowly lower yourself down to your boyfriends cock, jumping slightly as his tip starts to prod at your hole. You’re so close to him being inside you, yet small fear takes over as you back away, kneeling just above him,
“You okay kitten, you need some help?” his thumb sits in between his lips, his other hand resting behind his head as he watches your smaller form struggle,
“Yeah, yeah I just need..” Solomon shakes his head, laughing lightly as he pulls you onto his lower stomach, sitting up straight to plant kisses onto your lips and cheeks,
“Don’t worry about it kitten, let me take the lead, yeah?” You nod, not fully trusting the sorcerer, but you let him have his way with you anyway,
His hand moves from his mouth, trailing down your naked body to your cunt. Slowly he starts circling your clenching hole, pressing two fingers into you and gathering your sweet slick
You moan in frustration as he pulls his fingers out of you, “now, now, be patient kitten, ill give you what you want” he laughs, his knee perking up to make you jump,
“Taste so good, remind me to eat you out until you fall asleep tonight, yeah?” You nod slowly, heat rushing to your face as you become mesmerised by the way he takes his fingers which were in your cunt and presses them to his lips, sucking on them lightly as his body remains relaxed
He reaches down for his still hard cock, “go ahead kitty, if you can’t take me then at least pleasure yourself” he taps it against your ass, making your cheeks grow red as you press your weeping cunt against him, moving you body down for further pleasure,
“Mmh, ‘s so good” you pant, moaning out as his tip catches your clit as you bounce on his cock, eyes rolling back when he twitches against you
Your torso collapses against your boyfriends, you cunt tingling as you force your legs to keep moving, “Mon.. can you please help me…” Solomon smiles at the little nickname, taking pity on your pouty face
“Of course, anything for my girl” he smiles brightly, trailing a hand through your hair gently stopping at the back of your head, gripping tightly and pulling your head back, making you wince
“Keep bouncing kitten, you’re a good girl right?” He questions, making you nod as you let out cute yelps, each from the pain and pleasure,
“Sol.. I think ‘m gonna..” you slurr, gripping onto his shoulders tightly as your speed increases,
“Nuh uh, the only way your getting to cum is if it’s wrapped around my cock” he spits, easily manhandling you onto the bed, holding your arms down as he ruts against you like an animal,
You moan, brain going fuzzy as he pushes the head of his cock into your dripping hole quickly, “You like that, hmm?” He groans, feeling the pre cum leaking inside of you,
You nod, even with an inch of him inside you it still fills you up, making you need him more,
“Sol.. please I wan’ more” you moan, rutting your hips down as you feel him inch more inside you, the stretch burning, yet pleasure pools in the bottom of your stomach
His fingers travel down your body to your clit, pressing down and circling it harshly “Solomon mmh ah feels good, I feel ‘s good” he smirks down at you, his balls tightening by looking at the expression on your face, your tongue lolling out and eyes rolling back whilst drool slowly escapes your lips as he pushes his cock in further, not stopping the pleasurable movements on your puffy clit
“Fuck kitten, taking me so good” he rasps, watching you cream on his dick as he pushes further inside of you, half of his cock still showing
Tears prick at your eyes as he bottoms out inside of you, his cock hitting your cervix every time he thrusts into you,
You cry out his name, arching your back as he hits your sensitive spots, using his free hand to pull your legs over his, his cock somehow hitting deeper spots inside of you,
“I- I think..” you mumble, your body shaking as your orgasm takes over your body. The tightness of your cunt making Solomon closer to his own,
“Fuck, baby, fuck ‘m gonna cum, gon’ cum..” his voice catches in his throat as he slams his hips against yours, ignoring the way your body shakes in overstimulation as his cock continues punching your gummy walls
He stops, pulling out of your tight cunt to catch his breath, “such a good little kitty for me,” he breaths, “such a tight fucking cunt” Solomon groans, gripping your thighs as he looks down at you with a smug look,
Simeón hovers above you, playing with your pretty pussy with his cock, rubbing it up and down your slit, the wetness in between your folds and your pretty clit, the stimulation pleasurable even though he had taken almost two hours in between your legs, prepping you for his big cock
“Are you ready, honey?” His sweet voice floods your ears, his soft eyes looking into yours as his carved face drips with slight sweat,
You nod, pressing a soft saccharine kiss against his lips as he slowly guides the tip of his cock to your dripping pussy, not yet pushing it in
“Simeón, please,” you throw your head back as he litters your neck with light kisses, slowing down to place passionate deep kisses in the mix,
“Just wait honey, I want to make this special for you” you blush at his words, feeling the breath leave your throat as he starts a sucking motion on your sensitive spots, leaving gorgeous red and purple marks where his mouth would be
“You look divine like this,” he smiles, kissing your lips as a finale before sitting up, pulling your thighs over his as he gently places the tip of his cock against your tight hole
You pant as Simeón presses his tip into your hole, your eyes immediately widening from the stretch, “shh, shh, I’ve got you” he whispers, taking his time to push his tip into you,
“It’s-its so much, too big” your eyes roll to the back of your head as he circles your clit, pushing more of himself into you as he hunches over to mouth gently at your exposed chest,
“You can take it, don’t worry” his words are sweet yet it burns as he pushes more of himself in, not even halfway when you start to claw at his broad chest
He pants, hunching over as he fucks you with the few inches of his cock, moving your legs around his waist so he can slowly inch deeper into you,
“Such a pretty girl, you’re being such a good girl for me” he praises, nibbling your ear as he reaches his hand down to play with your clit, the stimulation making you arch your back into him, your soft breasts pressing against his chest,
Simeón softly plays with your breasts, twisting and groping them as he slowly pushes more of his fat cock inside of you, swallowing your pained moans as he kisses you more
“Mmh, Simeón, more..” he smirks at you, his large hands rubbing your naked chest as he fastens his pace, his cock ramming into your poor cunt as he plays with your clit more,
“Feels ‘s good,” your eyes roll to the back of your head as his cock reaches every sensitive spot inside of you, his fingers working you closer to your orgasm with every swipe of your clit and flick of your perked nipples
“Simeón!” You yell out as he thrusts the full length of his cock into you, forcing your orgasm to rip through you as he thrusts his cock into you, the tightness of your cunt making pretty moans escape from his mouth
Simeón ruts into you, listening to you moan and whine as he ravages your cunt. “I think I’m gonna.. your just.. so tight” he breaths, collapsing on your body as his hands lay on either side of the two of you,
“‘M sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” he smiles against your warm skin as he feels his cum leaking from your cunt, slowly pulling out of you and resting his body on-top of yours as he listens to your chest heave
“So pretty darling” he breaths out, sitting up to watch his cum leaking from your aching cunt, his words making your heart flutter,
“Sim.. ‘m feeling tired” you mumble out, hearing Simeon’s voice hush you quietly as he wraps his arm around your waist, telling you he’ll get you cleaned up soon,
“Such a good girl for me, you stay like that, yeah?” He smiles at you gently, scooping up his cum and fingering it back into your hole, kissing you lightly as he goes to stand up, quickly sending a wink your way as he walks into the bathroom.
Taglist; @on3ey3dk1ng , @beelsmeal , @courtneypaigemartin , @kurooslove , @simpingfortoast , @-miiss-orihara- @cosmosassassin
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Can't Control the Way Your Eyes Turn Me On
Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Characters: Simeon, MC
Additional Tags: Heat/Mating Cycles, Shameless smut, F!MC, feral angel man makes my brain go brrrrr
Summary: Simeon is going through his heat and he’s taking it out on you.
A/N: This one is just for me and my degenerate brain… I guess you can like it if you want.
Simeon's hips snapped forward, slapping against your flushed skin as he pounded into your tight, quivering cunt. Your voice was raw from screaming each time he forced you to cum on his cock, only becoming harsher each time you begged him to show you a shred of mercy and pull out. Your poor body felt like it was going to break around the sheer girth that was pushing as deeply into you as it could over and over again.
Your entire body felt so small, your legs flung so high that your knees touched your ears, your arms pinned to your sides, and him embracing you so tightly that it felt as if he would squeeze the life out of you. He stared down at you with hearts in his eyes, barely a hair’s width between your faces, breath catching and hitching in his throat as your name spilled from his lips without end. His movements were frantic and sloppy, more focused on feeling your walls clench around his cock and trying to make you cum for him again.
“Cum,” his voice broke as he spoke, “Wanna feel you cum on my cock.” He picked up speed, burrowing into you, scraping out your insides, and turning your mind into mush as both fire and ice spread from your core to the tips of your fingers and toes, “Cum. Cum. Cum. Cum.” His voice was somewhere between commanding and begging you.
You didn’t have much choice other than to comply with his wishes. Your mouth opened wide, a pathetic, broken cry being pulled out of you as your every muscle tightened. It felt like heaven and hell were mixing together as another orgasm was ripped out of you and your body went limp in his hold. Still, his hips didn’t stop.
You arched your back and flailed weakly, trying to escape the pleasure that continued to flow through you as he gripped you even tighter, fucking into you in a way that made you feel more like an object at this point than a living person. You couldn’t take any more of this. You were going to break if he kept going.
“Shtop. Can’ aymor.” It was hard to even speak. Everything inside of you was starting to tingle and your vision was beginning to fade. He really was breaking you, training you to take all of him until he was satisfied. If he didn’t stop soon, you were going to get addicted to the way he pinned you down and made your pussy flood with your own juices.
“Can’t,” he panted into your ear, “Gonna make you cum again. Need to fill you up. Gonna make you beg.” He jerked forward again, his cock twitching as he listened to you sob without tears.
“Yes,” you groaned, “Anything. I’ll do anything.”
“Beg.” He wanted to hear you say those filthy words with your own mouth. He’d been close for so long, waiting for you to give in so he could finally reward you the way he wanted.
“Inside. Stuff me with your cum.” Something inside of you lurched forward again, signaling that you were already close to another orgasm, “Fuc- Please! Want your hot cum to fill me up.”
Simeon growled in a way unbecoming of an angel as he pulled you tight against his chest, giving one last deep thrust before emptying himself into your spasming hole, joining you as you came around his length again.
Your breathing was completely ragged, your body boneless as your oversensitive cunt fluttered in the aftershock of yet another orgasm. Simeon’s cum was so warm inside of you and there was so much. It felt like you were going to explode and everything inside of you would leak down your thighs if he pulled out. That was something he wouldn’t allow though.
For the first time since starting, he let go of you. For the briefest moment, your tired, barely conscious mind sighed in relief that you would finally get a break from the nonstop assault of pleasure he was giving you. He had a different plan, however. He grabbed you by the shoulder, flipping you onto your stomach without pulling out. He raised your hips flush against his own, pushing your head down into the mattress.
“Sorry,” he apologized as he began to roll his hips even deeper into you than he had before, listening to you fail to scream as he teased your already overly spent body, “One time isn’t enough.”
He needed more. His body was screaming at him to fill you with his cum and claim you as his mate, and he wouldn’t be satisfied until you felt the same way. He wanted to curse how passionately his instincts cried out for you, but he was too lost in his desire to think of having you as anything other than a blessing. His need to mate had never been this strong before -- in fact, he couldn’t recall ever having the desire at all before -- and he didn’t know how to control it; he almost didn’t want to.
He could apologize properly once his instinct calmed down, but until then… You were so pretty being split apart on his cock and there wasn’t a single part of him that wanted to look away or stop.
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“I Got All A’s! Can I Have Some Dick?” (Bros + Undateables)
Just something stupid and funny I thought about. You had a very tough semester in the Devildom and you got good grades! You want to celebrate and go to your favorite demon to ask for a special reward.
Obvious NSFW warning. No minors allowed!
No Luke. Luke is baby.
I have a personal headcanon that Simeon likes to be totally cozy when he writes. We’re talking big fluffy sweaters or a blanket cozy. I like to think he wears glasses when he writes, too.
He’s part of a special committee who’s notified about your grades/progress so he actually knows before you do
Proud boyfriend is proud
Purrs when he opens up the wax-pressed envelope and reviews your marks
Secretly plans a cute, fancy dinner date at Ristorante Six
Is thinking of being suave and breaking the news to you when you bounce into his study (he may or may not have poured a couple of glasses of your favorite age-appropriate beverage)
He’s got something witty prepped and is ready to toast you and maybe steal a few kisses but you come out of left field like a bullet with a simple “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Lucifer.exe is broken
That’s what you want as a reward? No dinner, no date?
Literally doesn’t know what to say for a few seconds. Totally freezes. Starts to stutter.
His brain kicks back in when you start playing with the folds of his collar and petting his chest and staring at him with those wanting eyes
Sets his glass down, fixes the cuff of his gloves, and hoists you up to plant you on the nearest surface. “I will make it worth every point, and you will say all the letters.” he purrs.
He’s just happy he passed.
Mammon actually does pretty well, he’s just a very...chaotically successful type. A lot of last minute turn-ins and such. Not top marks, but no dunce either.
Now that the semester’s over he’s checking his schedule to see when the next shoot is or if he has time to squeeze in a party. Maybe a trip somewhere. Something fun!
He’s feeling lucky! Lucky enough to win some money and make Goldie happy!
If he’s going anywhere, he needs a good luck charm though! He goes to hunt you down and his stomach just warms because you’re smiling and clearly in a good mood
It makes him purr in that cute, curious little way. Basically using the demon’s language to ask you why you’re in such a good mood (but you don’t know that. It’s basically a cute chirp).
You both shout your good news at the same time.
His invite to go tear it up was a bit long so it takes a minute for his brain to process what you said. You want...his dick?
Boy wants to blush SO BAD. HE’S SO RED!
Well now his thing seems stupid, doesn’t it? He wants to do your thing! Your thing sounds GREAT!
“OF COURSE you want to be with the GREAT Mammon!” he’s got his hands on his hips and his chest is puffed out big in that happy, silly way he has about him.
No, really, you do your thing. It’s a great thing.
It’s a good way to unwind from exams, right? He likes it!
If Levi didn’t get good grades, Lucifer would kill him.
Probably force him to go to school physically ALL THE TIME!
HIS SUBSCRIPTIONS WOULD BE AT RISK,OKAY?
He’s a solid B student (at least). No desire to be all A’s. Too much time away from other passions.
Because he’s well-behaved and leas likely to get on Lucifer’s nerves, he gets a little bit of bonus money for good grades.
Levi’s neck-deep in his charts and comparisons and muttering to himself about where to invest that money when you pop into his room
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?!”
You get The Noise
How indecent! How naughty of you to ask! But yes, yes you can. Absolutely. 100%!
He’s really shy about it because it’s sudden and you asked him instead of him having a cool moment or anything, but it ends up being a giggle-filled romp that ends with a cuddle in his bathtub bed and you wrapped up in his tail
He totally suggests a round two with a sexy VR game or just making bets with ‘winner take all’
He’s a grade juggernaut with lots of self-discipline so Satan expects to get out what he gets in
The type to be smug because he knows he did well. He owes it to himself and he’s glad.
Likes to treat himself to an outing, be it a simple walk or a visit to a cafe or even a new book
Satan’s 100% ready to settle down with some books by the fireplace. At the end of the semester he typically makes a one or two-portion charcuterie board and picks at it while he reads
Thumb keeping his place, Satan’s in the middle of stacking a fancy little cracker with meat and cheese when you let yourself in
His eyes flick to you and he smiles, eating his little cracker
You pick at his tray with him (he’ll let you, of course). “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Chokes on cracker. It’s not a good time
Almost drowns himself/further chokes trying to wash it down with drink
Can’t help but laugh at your...bold request
When he sees he’s kind of sputtered all over himself, he slips out of his clothes and makes a few witty jokes as your ‘naked butler’
Naked butler happily provides his services
Later he makes you picked crushed cracker off the floor with him
The second Asmo knew he passed everything (like he always does. Just because he’s pretty doesn’t mean he’s stupid!), he booked himself a full day pampering experience
His inner circle of beauty specialist know his routine so they save his spots for him
Asmo sweet-talked them into including his favorite human and he’s DYING to tell you and DYING to make his brothers jealous
You skip into his room, so bright and lovely, and hold his hands in the cute excited way he likes. Makes his heart skip a beat every time like it’s young love.
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Doesn’t expect it and has probably never been asked ‘Can I have some dick?’ in the thousands of years he’s been alive
Boy gives an airy laugh because he’s surprised and flattered. Of COURSE you want him (because who wouldn’t?) but he always gets a bit shy when it’s YOU asking
“Sounds amazing,” he’s already peppering you with kisses, “and I’m happy to provide but can we do it after our special spa day?”
You guys have a sweet, lazy round the day of the booking to ‘loosen up’ and ‘fully appreciate the services’ and he DEFINITELY worships you when all is said and done because ‘the epitome of beauty deserve the epitome of devotion’
Boy works hard and celebrates even harder. Usually with food
Because he’s always hungry and looking forward to eating, Beel likes to do his work ahead of time. The sooner he does it, the more time he has to eat!
He has to keep up good grades to stay on the sports teams, anyways
Solid B student, sometimes A’s. C’s and below aren’t a thing. He refuses.
Because he is also best boy and generally acts as Lucifer’s pseudo-enforcer, he also gets some bonus money.
The coach of his local sports team also pitches in because Beel is best boy and a TANK. He could literally carry the whole team
Beel’s all set to hit the town with his food money when find him and wrap your arms around him
He’s all excited and ready to tell you about the food money when you make his face catch fire. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Brain also stops. BEEL IS SO EMBARRASSED!
You’d rather have him than food? That’s pretty impressive! He’s honored!
But...what if you could have both? He’s totally down for both!
You celebrate your success by staying in (bed) and spoiling yourselves with food in-between rounds
Belphie is a ‘C’s get degrees’ kind of guy but C’s are his minimum. Tries for B’s and usually gets mid-to-low B’s.
With exams over he’s 100% down to sleep the day away and there’s NO REASON for ANYONE TO BUG HIM ABOUT IT!
Totally prepared to live in his finest pyjamas until school starts again. Might even treat himself to a new pillow or blanket!
If he hadn’t learned your scent by now, you wouldn’t have a face when you breach his blanket cocoon
Belphie just snorts and smiles at your little face and messy hair (the blankets give it static and mess it up)
You kiss his nose and wait to make sure he’s really awake before sharing the good news. “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Laughs himself to the point of almost choking on one of his blankets
Throws himself out of the cocoon to breathe and wipe his tears away
But yes, yes you can. After he calms down, he pulls you onto his lap to straddle him.
It’s fun and lazy but a genuine celebration of the end of the semester
He’s the other part of the committee that saw your grades, so he knows
It’s a bit off his plate so he won’t have as many duties to attend to
Diavolo wasn’t sure when you’d come over, but Barbatos assured him you’d be over that day. He did his best to speed through his meetings and arrange his schedule to have a rest period
He asked Barbatos to prepare a small, modest lunch of finger foods and some complimentary tea
You may have thought Diavolo was making himself a plate when you walked in, but it was actually a plate for you
The prince of the Devildom almost dropped that plate when you said, “I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Prince of Hell is super blushy and flustered and awkward and almost knocks his teacup off the table. Is suddenly scrambling to make sure he doesn’t know anything else off the table
Tries to compose himself but can’t help the boyish smile and laugh that escapes him
You’re just such a lovely, fascinating person! He’s so happy to have you. His life seems eternal but you make it so fresh and new! His heart just bursts with love and delight.
Is no longer worried about the food or pushing in your chair for you. Offers his lap instead. “I have an opening for that,” he assures, pulling you onto his lap.
Diavolo likes to think he’s thoughtful about taking you on the floor because Barbatos doesn’t have much to clean up.
If your stomach grumbles after you’re settled and sleepy, he pulls himself off your body long enough to grab a plate from the table and put it beside your head.
Demons have more stamina and it would be un-princely of him not to spoil you, so he feeds you until you’re too sleepy to eat.
It’s exhausting to be able to see multiple timelines and see into the future.
He never knows how far into the future he’s seeing, or if it’s in the timeline he’s currently in
All he knows is he heard you ask him for dick and almost dumped the wrong thing in the soup, okay?
Had to excuse himself and ask someone on the cooking team to take over for him while he “dealt with another matter” (laughed it out where no one could hear him)
I’m not sure if Barbatos is considered a student at RAD, but Diavolo must be too. We’ll say he is. Boy is a master of self-discipline and scheduling so he’s fine. Flawless, as a butler should be. It carries over into all things.
It’s a delicate balance sometimes, but he’s type A and used to being busy so it works itself out. He does well.
Barbatos simply looks forward to having less to do. Focusing on Diavolo can be a job all its own.
He was planning on making a few sweets for Luke and the others. Diavolo suggested a “pot luck” to celebrate. It’s something the humans came up with and he seems to like it. It turns into sweets for the pot luck
Probably makes you a special mini-dessert or a special portion of the dessert
If he’s in control of plate presentation, you might get a special sauce heart of chocolate heart
When Diavolo is generous enough to include him in the celebration (because he deserves it and you’re there, so it’d be cruel not to), Barbatos makes small talk and woos you subtly
You ask him to “show you where to take the dishes” to get him alone. He can feel it in his little demon bones. You’re about to do it.
You do it.
You’re basically vibrating with excitement because you probably planned this and think you’re very clever. Human enthusiasm is so darling and it makes his heart pitter-patter to think you were simply bursting to ask HIM this.
“But of course,” he helps you stack the plates and guides your hand to the silverware sorter because you’re looking at him instead of what you’re doing. You almost put a fork in the spoon section. “Covered in chocolate? Plain?”
He’s trying to one-up you. He loves seeing his human change colors and not know what to do.
You whisper “I prefer wet,” back in his ear and Barbatos wonders how he didn’t see THAT in any of his visions
You: 1, Barbatos: 0. Helpless. Defenseless. Horny.
“That will be ready shortly,” he’s already pulling you away, down the hall, to meet your request.
It wouldn’t serve him to do poorly in the Devildom. Basically wasted opportunity
He’s not a straight A student but he does well. Really pulls out the stops on major projects and things that are worth more points than others
Isn’t perfect at everything but makes up for it. Solid B’s, always really close to A’s. At least a couple low A’s.
Solomon doesn’t quite know how he wants to celebrate. He knows Asmo’s already pestering him to go shopping or clubbing
He’s considering it. He’d like to drink, honestly
You show up, light of his life, his favorite person, and he feels himself warm with joy
He revels in being the only other human in the Devildom. It makes your relationship that much more special, he thinks. It’s kind of stupid, but it’s something to coyly hold over the others whenever he sees fit. All in play, of course (not).
“I got all A’s! Can I have some dick?”
Pretends to think and looks anywhere but your face. If he looks at your face he’ll blush himself stupid and won’t be able to say anything smart.
He can’t lie. He’s already hard. He appreciates humor and wit and you’re all of it.
Very bold of you to come onto him like that, and he’s 100% for it.
“Can you take it?” Solomon wishes he said something smoother, that he wasn’t already slipping between your legs and grinding against you like the weak man he was. He doesn’t regret it though because the friction is good. Something you both need.
He whispers against your skin and gives you light, sloppy kisses with a hint of teeth.
He gives, and he’s generous. He wants to reward your efforts.
Simeon makes it a point of personal pride to do well in the Devildom
That’s the utmost symbol of peace and understanding, isn’t it? To embrace their culture and livelihood and do well? To do well means he’s understanding them and walking in their shoes. It’s only right
He works hard and does well. Doesn’t stress himself out with A’s since he’s keeping up his grades because it’s required. He’d rather reconnect with the brothers and try to help Luke enjoy the Devildom.
He’s happy to spend his free time taking Luke to places in the Devildom, trying to visit the House of Lamentation, and maybe working on some things for TSL since editors are clamoring for more
You stop by because he’s been fairly quiet, wrapped up in his favorite writing sweater with his little editing glasses on
Simeon smiles and greets you with his little ‘Hi, angel’ as he kisses your hand.
Boy almost breaks his favorite pen when you ask him for...for dick?
He’s not absolutely clueless but this boy has been in ‘holy angel’ mode for centuries. He struggles with texting and stickers and you expect him to know slang?!
So confused he takes his glasses off. Boy can’t comprehend
“You’re asking me to procure one? Like...the ones humans use from those stores? You want mine? Well, I certainly hope so because we’re--oh...”
He could write books of poetry about you, and though he doesn’t like to admit it, he’s had those thoughts
“Well,” he’s standing up from his chair and guides you so gently to his bed it’s like you’re floating on a cloud. He lays you down just as gently, fabrics whispering as he slips out of his sweater and it pools at his feet. “I wouldn’t be a very good angel if I ignored the wishes of my dear human, would I?”
Doesn’t really see the point of sex as a reward, but will never turn down a moment to show how cherished you are.
Hope you liked it :)
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How about yawning during sex prank with Lucifer, Simon and Diavolo maybe during an eating out session.
Thank you so much for your content btw, recent Barbatos one made my day.
(if possible, not with a sub reader)
Oh this is so funny, the different reactions you’d get during it! I’m assuming you didn’t want poly, right? If you did I’d redo it! Just send me it again!
Also I’m so glad you enjoyed the barbatos one! Barbie is my absolute favorite!
Lucifer (yawn prank)
Lucifer seemed...sloppier than usual, not putting as much effort into lapping at your core. You weren’t displeased at all, but it wasn’t as good as it could be, you grinned to yourself and yawned as loudly as you could.
Lucifer paused, looking at you confused. “Did...did you just yawn?” You nod and stretch out, pretending like you were going to fall asleep.
“Yeah, sorry, forgot you were down there, remind me to get a vibrator since you clearly can’t do the job.” You grinned seeing his eyes narrow, they like flash he was in his demon form.
“You really think a toy could replace-!” You cut him off by pulling him up to eye level with you, you smirked and he knew he was in trouble. You pushed him onto his back and stripped him, it was a little difficult because of his wings but otherwise was quick.
You pick up a vibrator and hold it infront of him. “Don’t touch this until I say you can, got it?” He didn’t even recognize it was a command until the pact mark lit up. You tied the vibrator to his cock, then pushed him down, climbing ontop of him.
You turned on the vibrator to max and lowered yourself on his face. “Get to work, that vib isn’t stopping until I’ve cum, if you can get me to cum before you, I’ll rewards you. If you cum before me even once, that’s a week in chastity. It goes up a week everytime you cum, got it?”
He muttered out something in acknowledgment, not that you were really listening, you grinded down against his face, moaning as his tongue dragged across a sensitive bundle of nerves. “There.” You growled.
You reached back and started to move the vibrator along his cock, teasing his balls before pressing it against the tip.
He was panting against you, you could feel his breath against your thighs, you laughed a bit when you felt him jerk under you, you didn’t get a chance to react before he came into your hand.
“Baby, we are just getting started, don’t you think you should’ve held it in? I’m not even your tongue down there.” To make a point, you dragged the vibrator against the slit of his cock. “Pathetic. You’re so sensitive, why are you throbbing so much, are you actually close again?” You lifted yourself up enough to let him talk.
“Y-yes, your scent, I can’t!” You flicked the tip of his cock and grinned as he came again. He wasn’t even focusing on you anymore, he was out of it until his high was gone, then he whimpered as you continued to tease his cock.
Simeon (yawn prank)
You wanted to be a little mean to Simeon, so while he was lapping at your core you leaned back and yawned. You felt him freeze up immediately. He pulled away instantly and stared up at you, he looked worried.
“I-I’m sorry I thought I was doing good, you didn’t like it?” You heart ached when you locked eyes with him. He genuinely thought you were dissatisfied with what he was doing.
“No no no!” You quickly correct and pull him into a hug. “No, you’re doing good sweetie! I was just messing with you!” You gave him a kiss, apologizing.
He whimpered and responded. “But you’d tell me if I’m doing badly, right?” You gave him praise, holding him in a tight hug.
“Simeon, you’re doing amazing, don’t worry!” A soft kiss on the lips got his attention. “Come on, let me make it up to you.” You pushed him onto his back and got between his legs.
Diavolo (yawn prank)
Having the prince of hell on his knees between your legs was a sight to behold, though you weren’t satisfied with it. He was pretty shameless with pleasuring you, but you wanted to knock him down a peg, so, you yawned, loudly, getting his attention.
“Are you alright, (y/n)? You’re…enjoying yourself right?” You laughed and fell onto your back, his face was bright red and he seemed like he was already catching onto the joke. “Am…am I that bad?” He laughed out.
You rubbed his head and growled at him. “Get back to work, if you can make me cum, then you’re not that bad, now come on.” He excitedly nodded and shoved his head between your legs again, tongue pressing just the right amount of pressure to your core.
You moaned, earning a purr from him, the vibrations of which felt amazing against you and you rocked your hips against his face, pushing his head down.
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Aphrodisiac Induced Reader + The Dateables
A/N: I had this thought and i really had to get it out of my head (it was org gonna be just simeon cause,,, i love repressed feelings so much but then i gave it to the rest!!) (all consensual btw!!)
Separated because it was gonna be too long with all of them, the brothers should come out soon
A/N: I had this thought and i really had to get it out of my head (it was org gonna be just simeon cause,,, i love repressed feelings so much but then i gave it to the rest!!)
You really should have known better than to take food that was offered by Beel. You know that he has the right intentions in mind- that him sharing food is a miracle of itself and rejecting him would have his brows furrowed and lips pursed into a pout- but he’s also gluttony. He can eat whatever he wants and as much as he wants without so much of a stomach ache. You, on the other hand, cannot. You should have seen this coming when the cupcake you bite into filled your mouth with such an indescribable sweetness that it made your teeth ache, the flavor otherworldly and leaving you hungry for me, taking greedy bites out of the cutely decorated pastry. There was a sharp pang in your stomach, your body on fire and sex dripping with every nudge that your body made.
You couldn’t be alone right now- or maybe you should have been left alone, maybe that would have saved you from humiliation of your dripping arousal that was leaking past your slit. You’re quick to rise, standing on shaky legs, curled over as your cheeks burn, sweat beading against your skin, only worsening the sensitive state that you are in. It’s fast-acting, making your breaths come out in heated gasps, and everything just feels a bit too much, just too good for it to be normal. An aphrodisiac- a strong one that is making you impossibly aroused. You suck in a sharp breath and go to the person who you know will treat you right.
Barbatos is simply surprised that you chose to go to him in such a needful state. But soon, he realizes how… stressful it is to have you around. Lord Diavolo was kind enough to give him the day off, stating that he’ll be spending it with Lucifer before closing the door with quite an obvious wink. But now, you follow him around, holding his hand, begging for him to do something- to turn back the clock just a few minutes before you had that pastry. You even promised that you wouldn’t get caught but he remains steadfast in his decision, not wanting to risk another repeat of the last mistake.
There is little that can surprise the butler, but when you push yourself against him, grabbing his hand and placing it flat on your belly, his fingertips above the waistband of your shorts, he can feel his face grow hot. He sputters out for a second before regains his composure, simply pulling his hand away and commenting that he’ll make you something to dim the fire that is your body. But you don’t quit, you push yourself against him, begging for him to help you now, that you’re too hot, that your clothes are melting your skin and your flush against him.
He only has so much willpower when it comes to you. And here you are, pressed against him, begging for him to take care of you, grabbing his hand and placing his index and middle finger in your mouth. He visibly stiffens, and when your mouth closes you hollow your cheeks, the soft, slick insides pressed against his fingers. There’s a crackle of energy around and soon you're gagging on his finger, the manicured nails turning into claws, filling your mouth exponentially, spit sliding between the corners and your eyes pricking with tears.
You are much too needy to stand still, to even rest against him is something that you find difficulty in without resulting in your humping his leg. You beg him, twist your hand in his and remove his glove, holding it tight in your hand and begging for him to touch you- to make the pain between your legs go away and feel good. As quick as a blink of an eye, you’re against the wall, his fingers deep into your mouth, his smile softening for a second. He leans close to your ear, his other hand working on clothes on your back, stripping you with every gagging sound made when he pushes a bit further. His tone is almost dangerous as he tells you that you asked for him to take care of you and that is simply what he’s about to do. He pulls away, his smile still as he leans close to you, his lips ghosting over his knuckles, asking if this is really what you want and if you give him a moment, he’s sure he can make you a tea that can stop your arousal. But when you gag around him, your brows knitting together, looking absolutely like a piece of art with his fingers in your mouth and eyes full of tears, he simply nods.
His mouth is on yours, and he can taste the lingering effects of the aphrodisiac on you- the sweetness, the almost bitter taste that lingers behind, the totality of it all making him feel as if he’s going to go into a craze. You poor thing, no wonder you’ve been so needy. Barbatos holds you up, letting you rut against him, feeling your sex pulse and with a simple slip of his hand, your creaming against yourself and against him, clinging tight to him, calling his name out in such a lewd moan that it pushes away all rational thought and simply release his cock, pearls beading from the slit and you look upon him with doe eyes, kissing him once more as his tail wraps around your torso, the forked end of it teasing at your nipples.
The Lord of Devildom has always been kind to you, understanding and accommodating to you even when he has always seemed so busy. It would make sense that you would go to Lord Diavolo, who welcomes you with open arms, a gentle hand on your back that makes your knees buckle. He realizes his mistake- his eyes narrowing as he sees your flushed state and it’s a wonder that you’ve even made it to him without a trail of succubi and incubi at your tail. He can smell your heat from miles away. It’s intoxicating, hanging heavy in the air and as sweet as candy itself.
He lays you on the bed and he regrets it all in that very moment. He sees how small you are in his bed, the way that your body curves and how your hands try to find something to grip onto. He has enough restraint to pull himself away from you, taking a step back only to realize that your scent is filling the room, creeping at every crevice and corner, latching onto his clothing. Your hips thrust against the bed and he bites the inside of his cheeks- something bitter and hot filling his mouth. You call his name and he has to remain strong no matter how sweet the sound of it is.
The bed is soundless as he sits beside you and your hands latch onto his jacket, pulling him close to you. He makes a noise of surprise but allows it, watching as you lay yourself on his lap, your back arched over his lap and eyes so hazy and lust-filled that he forgets for a second to avoid touching you. His hand curves and pets the top of your head, smiling when you push yourself against his touch but then you rise and he’s forgotten that you are desperate for the very thing he’s willing to give to you.
You’ve laid him down, sitting above his abdomen, your hand on his chest, as your lower yourself to look him in the eyes. Your fingers squish beneath the thin fabric of his shirt, feeling the soft tissue of the breast and he has to admit that it feels divine. Your breath is a phantom above his lips and his hands move to grab your hips. He should pull away, but he finds that his hands are stuck to you, unable to budge from where they rest. He shouldn't be kissing you, he shouldn’t be ignoring the way that your hips are rotating above his, how you’re whining and mewling at the very action of kissing him. But he does, and he lets you kiss him, lets you weave your hands through his hair and push yourself closer against him until you have to pull away, gasping for breath.
Diavolo has to be careful with you- he treats you like you are made of porcelain, because to him, you are. You are a human, weak and gentle, loving and giving, and he is a demon, a king. He holds you with tender hands, letting his lips burn themselves against your skin, until you’re crying his name, begging for him to just touch you. He’s unable to refuse you, kissing your lips and letting his hand wander to your sex, where with just a simple touch, you release against his hand. He pulls his hand away, kissing your tears and raising his head to glance as his hand that is now coated in thick, shimmering arousal. With a promise to take care of you, he kisses your lips and lets his hand play with your sensitive sex.
Possibly one of the best choices to turn to, Simeon is actually quite happy to know that you chose to spend your sensitive state with him- that you trusted him the most. He’s trying to make it as lovely as possible- as least without actually attending to your needs. He won’t try anything- not that he technically could. But he misjudged the situation. He’s heard of people taking aphrodisiacs but the ones he heard of were made by and for people, not by and for demons. And now as he stares at you, trying so desperately to not slide your hand beneath the waistband of your underwear, he realizes he might have been over his head just a tad bit.
You rest on your knees, your face hidden against the comforter of his bed, lower half raised and legs pinched. Pained whimpers come out muffled, your hands clawing at the comforter, knotting and twisting the fabric in your hands. He can actually see the darkening color of your shorts peek from your crotch. His body suddenly feels hot- whether it’s arousal or embarrassment, he’s not actually sure but he wishes that it were because of the latter.
He turns his gaze away from you, clearing his throat and at that moment he knows he made a mistake. You call his name in a breathy tone that is absolutely sinful. Your arm stretches out, fingers trying to grab at the leg of his white pants. He smiles gently at you, his stomach churning when he catches your gaze- lustful and mouth already open in small moans. He can’t touch you. You know that. He knows that. But you’re in pain and even in your aroused state, you beg for him, you call out and promise that whatever he does, it’s out of good intentions. It’s a lie, of course, but he can hear you slick click against your dripping sex with just the softest of movement. Whatever he does- he can lie that he’s doing it to help you, but he’ll know the truth.
He’s unaware of how and exactly what happened. All he knows is that you’re above him, holding yourself tight to him as your face is hidden in the soft curve of his neck, and he can feel exactly just how hot your body is. Your hips are moving above his, the fabric of his clothes creating a wonderful friction that only makes your pitiful humping quicker and sloppier. You breathe against his neck and he has to dig his hands into the comforter of the mattress to prevent himself from falling to sin. Your sex is bare above him, your body curling tighter onto him, as he can feel an orgasm shake throughout your body.
Simeon whispers a prayer under his breath, closing his eyes and muttering an “Amen” as his arms wrap around your body. You jerk against him, acting as if the simple embrace from him is orgasmic, your thrusts quicker than before, calling his name, repeating it as if it were the only thing on your mind and at this point, he’s sure that it is. He promises to you in a whisper that he won’t go farther than what he’s about to do, pressing a kiss against your head and letting his eyes close. His hips meet yours in a thrust, clothed sex against wet, bare sex, and you moan his name and he can feel tears that burn slide down his neck, your words repeating for him to not stop.
It’s difficult for the sorcerer. He couldn’t even get up from the position if he tried. You're on his lap, legs and arms wrapping around him, and you may think you’re being discreet with your humping disguised as itchiness, Solomon knows better. He’s trying his best to find a spell, to find anything that can cure you of your current ailment. But he’s coming up flat. You’re needy, pinching your leg together and pulling away from where your chin rested on his shoulder to look him in the eye. Your face is flushed, your hair disheveled and for the first time since you’ve entered his room, you’ve stopped your humping.
He’s always had an attraction to you- it went further than just finding you pretty, it passed the need for human contact when you both arrived, it was just him wanting to bask in your warmth, to have you fret over him like he was simply just another person and not a sorcerer who happens to be able to command seventy-two demons. And now, he has you where he has dreamed of countless times, imagined behind closed doors and hand fisted over his cock. He has you with a leaking sex, eyes that are on him and no possible interruptions. His mouth is dry and he is unable to think properly. His hands fall and the book he was keeping afloat falls with a thud to the floor.
The way you call his name, a breathy broken moan when you test your hips against his, your body shuddering and he realizes with disappointment that you had orgasmed already while above him. He had missed it. He bows his head, brows knitted and he can’t think clearly when you’re rutting against him, mumbling apologies beside him, your breath a gentle whisper and then in the same breath you kiss his neck, begging for him to touch you. And as much as he wants to, he can’t. He knows the state you’re in, your mind hazy and thick with everything related to sex, and you aren’t thinking clearly, you’re just thinking of having your sex toyed with. It’s a horrible feeling he’s stuck in.
It doesn’t take much to make him crack. You pull away, when he’s still for far too long, silent even as focused as he was, you could hear the muted moans that he refused to sound out loud. But he's silent now, and when you pull away, he looks crestfallen. You hold his face his your hands, your sex pressed against his, and you can feel his cock poking at the inside of your thigh. You try your chances against, leaning close to him, your mouth on his as you beg for him to touch you, your promises of you wanting this so serious in your voice that makes him willing to kiss your lips, his tongue slipping past and the sound that you make is perverse, loud and running your hands against his body.
Solomon looks at you through heavy lidded eyes, feeling your body rise and fall, your lips on him and his hands are moving, leaving your body burning with just the palm of his hand. Thin, calloused fingers sneak under your shirt and rub against your sensitive nipples, your mouth breaking from him, and your tongue peeks out, swiping at your lips to capture the feeling of his against your one more time. But you’re in pain, more than he is, and he’s pushing you against the bed, kissing your body, hearing you call his name with such want that it makes his cock ache. And then he’s staring at your sex, leaking and throbbing, and his mouth is on you, groaning when your hands knit in his hair and his tongue is swirling around your sex.
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the dateables’ react to you having a nightmare
+ INCLUDES. diavolo, barbatos, simeon, and solomon
+ WARNINGS. hurt/comfort, fluff
demon bros’ reaction
the demon prince might not act so, but he’s a busy person.
even when he’s in the middle of hosting the humans, angels, and demon brothers at his home for the night, he is forced to split his time between his duties, and being a proper host.
due to balancing these tasks it causes him to up late at night, up at 3 am.
by then, the castle has gone quiet. the chattering of his guests have faded, indicating that they have gone to bed.
diavolo pauses when he walks past one of the many lounges, and spots you curled up at the end of one of the couches, the flame of the fire flickering in your glazed over eyes.
you looked exhausted, and yet, you were forcing yourself to stay awake.
“y/n,” he spoke softly, paddling into the room. you jump, eyes wide.
“i-i’m sorry. i know i shouldn’t be roaming around this late–“
“no, no, i do not mind,” he says with a small chuckle, sitting down besides you on the couch. he gives you a gentle smile. “i was just surprised to see you up so late. why are you up?”
“i…” you flush a little before moving to look back at the fireplace, once more.
you were a bit embarrassed to admit to him that something as silly as a scary dream is what’s keeping you up but diavolo was nothing but understanding.
“ahhh, i hate it when nightmares get in the way of a good night’s sleep.” he frowns and crosses his arms, glancing up at the ceiling as he ponders what he can do to help you.
“if you don’t mind, i would be more that happy to stay the night with you. i know that by having another person nearby can be helpful.”
you never imagined the demon prince offering to do something like this, and seeing how he genuinely wants to helps, makes you feel all warm inside.
“i… i think i would like that.”
without saying a word, diavolo quickly swoops you in his arms and teleports you back to your room. you blink up at him surprise as he set you down in bed, and then seats himself next to you.
“sleep, y/n.” you feel his hand rub against your back and suddenly you’re unable to keep your eyes open.
within seconds, you’re fast asleep (you’re not sure if he used his powers on you or if it’s because he’s just so much of a comforting person… demon, but either way, you’re out)
diavolo stays true to his word, he stayed the entire night and you woke up in the morning yo find his arm loosely curled around your torso.
the demon butler tends to get up early in order to prepare for the day.
he sees to that things are prepared for his lord, and also any guests. today, he needs to prepare breakfast for the exchange students as well.
his lord had invited them to stay the night after a casual check-in on their experience here, in devildom, turned into a night of drinking and tale-telling.
it’s a little past 5 am when barbatos makes his way to the kitchen when he notices you.
you sitting in the window seat, nursing a cup of coffee as you stare out into the yard.
“y/n.” he spoke up as he approaches you. barbatos watched as you blink out of your haze, eyes shifting over to him.
“i would say ‘good morning’ but i feel like you haven’t gotten that much sleep.” he comments, giving a smile. the corner of your mouth twitch. “do you have a hangover?”
it’s not like your group had been overly zealous with the drinks last night but maybe you were just a lightweight.
“no, ‘s just a nightmare,” you sighed, taking another sip from your coffee. barbatos throws you a sympathetic look.
“may i join you?”
you nodded, scooting over making room
for him. he seats himself next to you, legs crossed, and looks over at you.
“at the very least, i can help you take your mind off of it. i have some time before i need to prepare breakfast.”
“thank you, barbatos.” you smile at him.
you two began to chat away, talking random about things. barbatos makes sure to keep the questions and topics simple. and his efforts seem to pay off, because after a while your works begin to slur together.
your body slumps over, your head landing on his shoulder, and he pauses. barbatos was hoping to help lure you back to sleep.
but he didn’t expect for you to fall asleep on him.
fortunately for you, he does have a soft spot for you and doesn’t have the heart to move you. sighing, he leans against the window frame and closed his eyes.
diavolo, later finds you two alseep together in the window seat and makes sure to take multiple pictures before he wakes you up.
the angel was drawn out of his sleep by a small cry.
rubbing his eyes, he glanced over at his DDD and sees that it’s a little past 1 am; that’s strange… he usually had no trouble sleeping.
his eyes widen, simeon then remembers that he’s not alone. you were curled up under a blanket on the couch in his dorm room. he, along with the other residents of the purgatory hall had invited you over for a movie night and you ended up staying the night.
simeon offered to let you room with him. but now it seems to be that you’re having a nightmare.
he rushed out of bed and hurried over to you. he cups your face, frowning when he spots tears forming at the corner of your eyes.
“y/n,” he called softly, it was enough to pull you from your dream.
inhaling sharply, your eyes shoot open as you jolt up. simeon immediately wraps his arms around you as he attempts to comfort you.
“shhh, it’s okay. you’re okay,” he coos as your hands reach up to grip his shirt. your heart is still racing but with him being here was a huge relief.
“thank you.” you sighed after a few minutes. if it was in his power, simeon would have loved to protect you from bad dreams.
“would you… do you wanna join me in the bed?” he asks, his cheeks feeling a little warm as he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly. “i would feel better if you were close. i don’t want you to have another bad dream.”
for a moment all you can do his stare at him while you try to process everything he just said. you then smile at him, “sure, simeon. i would like that too.”
you gasp quietly as he scoops you into his arms.
moments later, you find yourself beneath his sheets with him tucked up against your back.
“is this okay?” you nodded at his question, relaxing against him.
knowing that the angel was nearby, you managed to get back to sleep, this time with no nightmares. and the next morning, you wake up with his arms wrapped around your waist.
the sorcerer was on his way home from the house of lamentation in the early hours of the morning when he walks past your room and noticed the door is open ajar.
pausing, he curiously glances inside. your bed was a mess, covers were thrown to the side and pillows were on the floor.
solomon, worried, checks his DDD. it was only 4 am… where could you have gone?
“solomon?” your quiet voice rings out from behind him. he turns around to find you standing a few step away, arms hugging yourself, a cold sweat beading on your brow.
“are you alright?” he asked, frowning. “i got worried when i saw your door open.”
“i… umm i had a nightmare, and…” you pointed behind you, still looking a little dazed. “went for a walk to try to… ground myself. what are you doing here?”
“asmo.” he said simply, deciding not to explain further because right now he’s more concerned for you.
he steps forwards, reaching his hand out and rests his palm on your head. the sudden contact made you look up at him, and he can see just how tired you are. you needed some sleep but you were scared.
“i know a spell that might help you,” he says with a hint of amusement, and before you ask, you feel him press a kiss to your forehead.
you freeze and punch him lightly in the stomach when you hear him laugh.
“fuck you.” you push past him and trudge back into your room. solomon follows after you and watches you pick up your sheet and rearrange yourself back on your bed.
once you’ve settled, he joins you, sitting himself on the edge of the mattress.
“would you like it if i stayed?”
his voice was tender, understanding in his eyes as he gazed at you. as much as you hated him for his little stunt earlier, you can’t lie to yourself. you’d feel better if he stuck around.
“you can use my shower,” you mumble, rolling over. “i don’t want you to get my sheets dirty.”
“how rude.” he comments, but stands and moves to use your bathroom. the sound of the water turning on is the last thing you remember before falling asleep.
solomon does end up snuggling besides you.
the next morning, he is spotted sneaking out of the front door by asmo, who was very confused.
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Asmo: So... I saw you spending a lot of time with Lucifer lately.
Mc: No, Asmo, it's not what it looks like! I swear!
Asmo: Oh really? So no reason for me to get jealous?
Mc: No baby, you're the only one for me!
Asmo: Is that so?
Mc: I promise! Lucifer and I are just dating, okay? he's my boyfriend.
Asmo: So there are no best-friend-feelings involved?
Mc: You are still my one and only best friend! he's just the love of my life, nothing more!
Asmo: But I'm still the platonic love of your life, right?
Mc: Of course!
Lucifer and Simeon: Wha-
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HIIIIII I SEE YOUR PINNED POST AND IT SAID REQS ARE OPEN but if it isnt feel free to ignore !!
can i get some headcanons/reactions for the om brothers (with the dateables if you write for them !!) calm chaotic/feral mc ?
they would provoke people to argue and fight (them or eachother) by asknig funky questions like 「is soup a drink ? is hotdog a sandwich ? are pizzas an open-faced sandwich ?」
they also like to gently bully and tease people alot, they call everyone "nerd, losers, clown, fool" (its their version of petnames bc they)
their insults are very creative too, their favorite ones being "expired coupons, spam email, google classroom notification"
SORRY IM PROJECTING HERE AJDJDKFK
please dont feel pressured to do this request,,you dont have to do it if you dont feel like it and all. if you Do do it, they/them or he/him mc pls :D
chaotic/feral mc texts
includes: the bothers + dateables x/& gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)
rated g | m.list
a/n: hello! yes, reqs are open!! thi is such a cute prompt an i hope you don't mind i made it in smau format!! thanks for your sweet note at the bottom <3. my inbox is open to chat, req, or leave feedback!! (also i coulnd't resist making lucifer's username that, as it's my best friend's contact name for me hehe)
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Drink Of Love
gn!reader x Simeon
Smut; some unknown drink from Solomon has Simeon feel all kinds of new sensations, most of them, he's craving to explore with you.
some magic sex stuff (Simeon gets wet lol), sub!Simeon, anal fingering, some degradation, 660 words
Solomon held a mischievous grin while handing you the papers he asked you to bring to Simeon. The angel skipped RAD today, but Solomon didn't seem too worried, something you notice only now while standing in front of his room, hearing unknown noises from him. You'd like to think Solomon set you up for something, one of his familiar wizard schemes, but your thought is interrupted by Simeon, who just aggressively ripped open his door.
He's drenched in sweat, eyes holding an unnatural glaze to them, staring into yours almost wildly. A long moment of looking at each other passes before the angel snaps and grabs your collar, quickly pulling you into his room. As soon as you enter, you're hit with a suffocating atmosphere, the air heavy and sticky, your body following its example.
It's darker than usual, and your human eyes have trouble adjusting to this darkness, though you don't seem to need to. Simeon's face hovers right in front of yous, shock keeping you quiet, only dumbly staring back, bewildered by this strange behavior.
"You smell so good," Simeon rasps before wrapping his arms around your shoulders, hiding his face in your neck, audibly inhaling.
You hesitantly pull your arms up, hugging him back, still confused. The angel unexpectedly pulls back, letting an animalistic groan rip through his perfect lips before kissing you.
You stumble back by the sheer force of his advance, though his tight grip on your shoulders holds you in place. His lips stay in place on top of yours, waiting for you to do something, but you're too overwhelmed to take action.
"Kiss me... touch me, Y/n! Don't you want me?!"
Simeon's words are slurred, pressed against your skin like desperate prayers before he starts grinding against you, all of his body rubbing against yours, pulling attention away from his erection.
"Wh-what's gotten into you?" you finally manage to stammer, your body beginning to feel even hotter, not used to the angel being in such a state.
Simeon slurs something about that drink Solomon gave him before his words drown in desperate whines, his lips latching onto your neck as he pulls you on top of him on his bed. His limbs writhe under you, pulling you closer by your clothes, rubbing your exposed skin, and feeling the places he only admired from afar until now.
Delighted moans fall from his lips, his eyes hazily following his hands, until you abruptly pin both of them above his head. Simeon looks up at you, eyes widened in shock.
"If you want me that bad then stop acting like such a desperate bitch already," you smirk down at him, seeing the relief in the angel's eyes, delighted you'll finally indulge him.
Not another second is wasted before your lips finally crash onto his, keeping him in a rough kiss. Simeon shamelessly moans and drools against you, his hips lifting off the bed in search of friction, all of his body locked in burning desire. Your hand wanders to his hip, holding it down dominantly while your tongue invades his mouth, claiming your territory.
Simeon hastily frees his hands from your grip, using them to pull off his pants with such urgency, it seems like he might pass out with them restricting him another second. The angel's heavy arousal springs free, a loud whine ripping from his lips as you stop kissing him to admire it.
"Never seen you this desperate, Simeon," you comment while letting your hand trail down to his cock, gently stroking it a few times.
Simeon arches his back, too busy moaning and rolling hip hips to respond. Your hand eventually trails down further, halting when you feel unexpected slick smearing from his hole over his cheeks.
"Did you get... wet?"
Simeon nods his head, his hands gripping the bed sheets tight while he tries to get your fingers to slip into him, sure he'll finally cum as soon as your digits start exploring his insides.
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OBEY ME!: HOW THEY HUG YOU PART 3
includes: solomon, simeon, barbatos & diavolo
trigger warnings: none
a/n: hello :) i just started semester 2 of uni and i have to use rstudio for one of my classes and i’m ready to scream <3 enjoy part 3!
solomon makes every hug a romantic experience
he takes you by the hand, kisses it gently and pulls you in
he will interlace your fingers together and whisper how much he adores you in your ear
you can usually feel his hair tickling your neck
you can’t see it but he has the widest grin on his face - he’s beaming with joy at the thought that you are his
simeon holds you to his chest and sways with you
you can sometimes here him hum a tune while he does so
if he’s feeling extra romantic he will twirl you around and dance with you
other than his humming your hugs are silent - he likes to hear your breathing
it gives him a sense of peace
his eyes are closed as he relishes your calming aura
barbatos is very reserved but caring
he prefers expressing affection through words or acts of kindness but that doesn’t mean he won’t indulge you, and himself, in a nice cuddle session
it takes every single ounce of your’s and diavolo’s effort to convince barbatos to take a day off
on these rare off days if you pamper barbatos with breakfast in bed he will tear up
after breakfast you’ll have to hold him down with a hug or he’ll try to be productive
once he settles into cuddling with you however, nothing will get him to leave
he has one hand on the small of your back and the other playing with your hair - no matter how much you try to get him to relax he will still find a way to spoil you
get ready to be whirled around when diavolo goes in for a hug
you are his sun, moon and stars so when he finally gets to see you at the end of a long day he can’t help but pick you up and spin you around
and you can’t stop giggling
although he does it every evening, it never gets old
once he’s done spinning you around he sets you down gently a gives you a quick peck on the cheek (even though he gives off dominant and controlling vibes he’s really just a massive softy)
part 1 | part 2 | masterlist
a/n: i hope you guys enjoyed reading that, I had a fun time writing it :) for those of you who play obey me! do you have recommendations for similar games?
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The "Undatetables" main Kinks
Characters Obey me: Diavolo, Barbatos, Simeon, Solomon
Tags: breeding kink, dumbfication, bondage, spanking, Chocking
Part 1 : the demon Brothers kinks
Breeding kink, it doesn't matter how you look at it this man has a huge breeding kink. It's almost intoxicating how much he can fill you up to the brim, round after round for hours. His words of making you his and filling you up with his offspring it's just another part of this huge plate. It will leave you shaking knowing that he could and probably knock you up with whatever magic he possess if you guys were actually planning on having kids. All while he has that sweet sunshine of a smile on his face.
He always starts so sweet and gentle with you, that it never fails to catch you off guard when he suddenly snaps his hips against you and goes into an animalistic speed, watching the small bulge in your stomach moving up and down as his face remains with a small content smile. It's near the end of each of his climax, that's when he starts to lose composure and start growling and saying he's gonna breed you like a whore. (Press breeding position A LOT)
Every time he overfills you to the point is spilling, he always catches what's leaking with his fingers and shoves it back in, the sight of you shaking always brings something in him as he cooe's words to you not to take his seed into waste.
Bondage, Barbatos is a very compose demon, so this was one of the least of things you expected to get yourself into when he said he wanted to try something out with you the first time he mentions something new in the bedroom. Let's say that after that things got upgraded as he bought new things to tie you up with.
Maybe is the weird sadist part of him that likes to see you struggle against handcuffs as he fingers you at a slow pace. Gloved hands gently stroking your inner thigh as he works his fingers into you as you squirm and shake under his grasp. The sound of his name giving him an ego bust each time you say how good it feels.
Very decorative when it comes to this stuff, everything he puts on you is a gothic aesthetic. Either weird skeleton hands holding you back to a black leather belt with jewels.
This guy is a sadist, so he's very into spanking and choking. His character really goes through either gentle Dom or a harsh one. Depends on how well behave really.
Solomon just loves having you bend over his lap as he spanks you over and over, skin darkening as you moan at each strike of his hand. Watching you get aroused just by a few hits has him smirking with how pathetic you can get.
But when he wraps his hands around your neck and watches your eyes cross back? He can't help but fuck you harder as you choke between each moan and attempt to breathe. Having you clench around him tight and down just makes him hold on grip tighter as he pulls you closer.
(Man had me thinking for hours)
Dumbfication, he never thought that getting fucked silly could make him actually forget all about his Sins at the moment. He never imagines how good something he swore never to do made him fall so quickly on cloud nine.
It's not like you guys have sex all the time, it's mainly on special occasions, of course, his still a holy man. But when you do get together, you make it worth it for him to ache for it later and make that little head of his wonder back to you. Just the overwhelming pleasure of him falling down the edge over and over again as you fuck him silly as you hold him still is always a dream as you hear his voice go horse. It's worth it forgetting all his pacts for a moment when it's with you making him feel so good.
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OM! Bros + Luke, Solomon, and Simeon’s Reactions to You Sacrificing Your Life for Luke if a Second Celestial War Occurred (scenarios)
Anon: <Obey me> Could you do the reactions for the brothers+ Luke, Solomon and Simeons reaction of MC sacrificing herself for Luke if Celestial War II happened? :D
it hurt my soul to write some of these, so, if you want music to cry to while reading this (i cried a little writing this), here you go <3
To the Moon - Jack Keyes
From Me, the Moon - Lav
I Want You - Mitski
Coloratura - Coldplay
Blame - Air Traffic Controller
warning(s): mcd, blood, gore, descriptions of death and violence, spoilers for lesson 16
With war breaking out between the Celestial Realm and the Devildom, the brothers, you, and Solomon prepare to go toe-to-toe with the angels. Amidst the battle, the brothers feel the link of their pact coming undone.
He had been busy fighting on the front lines and the feeling of his pact shattering with you sends an electric jolt down his spine. His first instinct is to find you so he uses his wings to fly, although it isn’t a pleasant feeling. He spots you and Luke from above, the younger angel holding onto you as he sobs.You sacrificed yourself for Luke..? The first thing Lucifer asks himself is why you would do such a thing, but he’ll remind himself that it’s just in your nature. Lucifer grieves. He grieves what he lost with you until he can no longer feel himself. The soft moments, the bond you both shared, and even the littlest of things he can remember. He doesn’t care that he’s in the midst of a battle, Lucifer will slaughter anyone who tries to approach him (unless it's one of his brothers). Lucifer lands next to Mammon, gently placing a hand on his younger brother’s shoulder. He tries to keep a brave face on for his brothers (especially as the eldest) but Lucifer simply shuts down. His pride is left in shambles because you were his pride.
He was there. He watched your body fall lifelessly to the ground in front of Luke, crimson pooling around you. The sound that left his throat couldn’t even be described as a scream. All of his emotions came pouring out at that moment. Pain, pleasure, happiness, sadness. Mammon will move faster than light to get by your side. He’ll cradle your body in his arms, uncaring of the blood that stains his clothes and skin. He cries and cries, muttering about how sorry he is, and how much he loves you. Mammon begs for you to stay, but it's already too late. He blames himself for your death, beating himself up over the fact that if he was actually paying attention to you, you would’ve lived. Mammon failed as your protector, as your first.
He heard Mammon’s scream from afar. As Lotan raged behind him, he quickly surfaced out of the water to find his brother. Leviathan’s heart stopped at the sight that met him. Mammon was cradling your cold, lifeless body with Luke crying at his side. Two of Lotan’s heads trailed behind Levi, extending as far as they could. They knocked away (or devoured) any opponent who tried to get close to The Avatar of Envy, essentially clearing the way for him. The said demon paid no mind to the death and destruction occurring all around him, all of his attention is set on you. All of those sleepless nights he spent with you, binging anime or playing video games are reduced to nothing but memories. Especially the times when Leviathan truly opened up to you and put his heart on his sleeve just for you to bear witness to. His player two, his Henry… You’re gone.
He was fighting alongside Lucifer at the front lines, so when Simeon tells them the news… Satan does not take it lightly. Nauseating waves of wrath roll off of him as he storms off, Lucifer doing nothing to stop him since he’s in a silent stupor of shock. He kills anyone that stands in his path, regardless of if they are friend or foe. And when he gets his hands on whoever killed you, Satan will be sure they feel the pain. Beneath the armor of his wrath laid the grief that would come later. You were the only person he had truly opened up to in a millenia, and now you were just… Gone. Satan always lowered his mask around you after you knocked his walls down and helped him rebuild, but now… Now he would be sure no one else would be able to ever rid him of his mask.
The Avatar of Lust could see Satan flying into a blind rage from afar, striking down anyone in his way. He rushes to his brother’s aid, using his charm to subtly calm the demon, but it could only do so much. Only when Satan reveals why he’s so upset does Asmo let his powers slip. You sacrificed yourself for Luke..? He let’s Satan rage on, stopping in his tracks to process his thoughts. You couldn’t possibly be dead, right? Tears well up in Asmodeus’ eyes at the thought. But… You were the only one who saw him for who he truly was, not just as the Avatar of Lust. You were the only one he was feeling a different kind of love for, the only one who dared to waltz with the beast, but now he was simply dancing with your ghost.
The sound of Mammon’s scream reached his ears from afar. He calls to Belphie that he’s going to find the second born and he immediately sets off. Gaining a few more inches since he’s in his demon form, it’s easier to see across the battlefield. Beel catches a glimpse of Lotan’s heads retreating back into the water so he quickly makes his way there. When he gets close enough, his stomach drops at the sight of Mammon cradling your body. He wastes no more time in rushing over, his eyes wide with shock. Beel pieces everything together when he sees Luke there. You were always like that, putting on a brave face for others to help them no matter what. That was what he always admired most about you. He’s quiet as he stands there, but his heart is shattering into a million pieces. Beel would miss you, your smile, your laughter, the times you ate with him. Especially the times when you saw him for who he truly was, not just as a gluttonous eating machine.
Once he takes care of the angels after Beel left his side, he seeks out his twin immediately. It takes a bit since some others tried to attack him on the way, but he eventually spots the four of you. Belphie stops beside Beel, his eyes set on your lifeless body. Beel tells him that you stepped in front of Luke when a demon tried to attack him. He feels a dull sting in his chest, presumably the aftermath of the pact breaking. But Belphie feels that it’s something else. Tears silently stream down his cheeks as he lowers his head. That was just… So you. Belphie couldn’t help but lightly curse you for being so heroic, but he wasn’t upset with you at all. He’ll miss that you’re gone… You were the one who helped build the bridge between him and his brothers after years of being locked away, you would still look him in the eye after he killed you, nap with him, cuddle with him, and play with his hair until he fell asleep. He knew you would have to leave so soon since you were human, but why did fate snatch you away from him?
He stood his ground alongside Luke but got separated when three demons attempted to gang up on him. Simeon caught glimpses of the scene that unfolded and he wanted to rush over to help, but the onslaught of infernal beings never stopped. Only when he’s finally taken care of things does he see Luke sobbing beside Mammon, Lucifer standing beside them silently. He walks to stand beside Lucifer, shutting his eyes tightly. If only those damned demons hadn’t ganged up on him, he could’ve saved you… His wings stiffly pressed up against his back, his feathers ruffled from battle and standing from the shock. You… Had sacrificed yourself for Luke. A sad chuckle escaped his lips as he let the tears freely flow from his eyes. Of course you would do such a thing, he tells himself. Simeon always noticed how you were a light in everyone’s lives, which is part of the reason why he found himself constantly drawn to you. But your light went out too soon…
He’s fighting alongside Asmodeus, drawing out the demon’s power to amplify his own. After Satan passes them by, Asmodeus is left in a state of shock. And so is Solomon. So, you gave your life for Luke huh… He lets out a long sigh, his hand flying to his heart and gripping the fabric with a deathly grip. Solomon barely got to spend any time with you, your time having been mostly occupied by the brothers. He’ll never get to tell you how much he loved you, because god did he fall hard. Solomon will wipe the stray tears from his cheek, steeling himself for the rest of the battle. What he could not put into words for you, he’ll put into battle.
After Simeon was torn away from him, he fought on his own as best he could. But a bigger demon had sized him up and Luke knew he was at a loss. Before the infernal being could lay a finger on him, you intervened by throwing yourself at the demon to knock them off their feet. Unfortunately, this gave the demon enough time to strike back. Their hand went clean through your stomach. The demon cackled at the sight, throwing your body to the side before moving on. Luke is at your side immediately, trying his best to stop the bleeding. Crimson stained white, but that was the least of his concerns. Loud sobs leave the child’s lips, a stream of tears flowing from his blue eyes. He begs you to stay, saying that he saw you as family, an older sibling. He doesn’t notice everyone else gathered around him after Mammon takes you into his arms. Simeon pulls Luke into a warm hug, his white wings wrapping around them in a sense of comfort. Luke cries into Simeon’s clothes, choking out how he wishes he were stronger, bigger, and faster so he could’ve saved you. Simeon soothes him the best he can, whispering hushed things to the poor angel. Why did you have to sacrifice yourself for him..?
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Just read the Dummy Thicc!MC head cannons and um...everything was immaculate 😫 Can I request the Undatables with a Dummy Thicc!MC of course without Luke 👀
UNDATEABLES WITH DUMMY THICC MC
I'm glad you like those headcannons! Hope you like these too!
He doesn't pay much attention at first.But once him and MC become lovers, prepare for the teasing and lingering touches.
Wherever MC goes, succubi stare at them with envy and jealousy, and that is why someone must accompany MC at all times if they are going out.And dare anyone touch MC, they are going to see something worse than hell.
Everything MC wears looks seductive on them.A shirt and jeans? Check.A dress? Check.That is why Diavolo has custom made clothes for MC, to help them feel comfortable.
Diavolo likes to have MC sit on his lap as he does paperwork.Its comforting, and he can just bury his face into their neck and relax.
And that day MC wore a form-fitting dress to the ball..Diavolo couldn't keep his hands to himself and was so tempted to cover you up with his coat, and also rip the dress...hands of the Demon Prince were on them all night...
Diavolo LOVES waking MC up with his head between their thighs, if you know what I mean..
Definitely wants to make MC sit on the throne with a crown and worship them like the goddess they are.
Acknowledged MC's body and didn't stare at first.
If MC gives him permission, only then will he touch them.As time passes Barbatos grows bolder, and grabs MC's ass as they are walking past.MC does the same to him later.Payback is due!
Barbatos has custom made outfits for MC, to ensure they stay comfortable, after all, the best for them.And if any demon dare harness them.....their remains can be collected from the castle Dungeon.
Likes to place a hand on MC's thigh if he's sitting with them.
That day when Barbatos woke up to the sight of MC wearing his shirt...he couldn't get that image out of his head, and made sure to show them his appreciation at night..
Barbatos has a habit of laying his head on MC's chest after a long day.He wants to hold them close, and this is the perfect way.
Shibari! Shibari! Shibari! Barbatos loves to tie you up!!
This demon worships every inch of you.
Holy angel boy is trying to stay holy.But his outfit says something else....
Very, very respectful of MC and their boundaries.Won't even hold hands until MC asks him to.He stares, but doesn't let it show.
Simeon knows that clothes sometimes get a bit too tight and constricting for MC, so he puts in orders for custom made clothes for them,and won't hesitate to lend them his cape.
He had noticed succubi stare at MC in envy and arousal, and that is why he insists on accompanying MC wherever they go, if Simeon can't come, he'll cast upon them a protection charm or spell.
If MC wants Simeon's attention what do they do? Climb in his lap and look at him with puppy eyes.Simeon can't resist those, even though he would gladly put down his work and pay attention to them, even without the puppy eyes.And then MC proceeds to shove their chest in his face.Oh, the ways the angel blushed that time....
Don't tell anyone but he craves for MC to jump into his arms and he holds them.Just their warm,plush body against his does things to him..
This man openly ogles MC, but will stop if they get uncomfortable.
Solomon knows that clothes often get too tight and restricting for MC, so he magic s the clothes to automatically adjust themselves if required.
Solomon regularly comes with MC to Hocus Pocus, and notices the stares and whispers of succubi nearby.Worry not, he has put a protection spell on MC, whomsoever touches them without their consent will burst into flames.
He likes to wake MC up in the morning by slapping their ass and loves spanking them.
He CANNOT keep his hands to himself whenever him and MC are alone.Always touching them, one way or the other.
One time MC wore a form-fitting gown to the Ball and Solomon had to use magic to keep people's hands off MC.But the time spent with MC later was worth it ....
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| When they have a crush on you and how they would confess pt. 2 |
parings: obey me dateables (-Luke) x GN reader
a/n: I just wanted to say thank you for all the love on my latest headcannons! It really means a lot of makes me really happy so I hope you enjoy this one!
• Invites you to the castle 24/7
- He’s genuinely considered letting you move into the castle with him but he couldn’t make up a reason why. Plus, there’s no way the brothers would let you move over there easily.
- with that being said he does invite you over a lot. He really likes your presence, with him being so busy all the time he doesn’t really get to have any time with you like he wants to. During these visits he has you help him with work or you to have a nice break and just talk to eachother while having some tea.
- He always gets so sad when you can’t come over or when you have to leave :( Barbatos notices this a lot and tries his best to make your schedule more free.
• Bringing you along for trips or organizing things
- You’re the first person he thinks of when he needs to organize a new festival or just go on a quick trip to the human world. So, he invites you to help out when Lucifer is there it is very hard to say no hahahaha
- Most of the time you don’t mind and it’s a good way to get closer to him.
- One time he brought you to a meeting and some witches and other people were trying to hit on him. So, he walked up to you, kissed you on the cheek, and led you out with him.
- HE PLAYS IT OFF AS “sorry to have to put you through that MC they just never stop” WE ALL KNOW HE CAN STOP THEM IN A SECOND -
How he would confess
• dinner date + stargazing
- he would take you out to dinner. He goes all out for this making sure to have all of your favorite foods, music, and scenery.
- you were very surprised by how much detail went into it actually.
- at the end of the night he takes you to this big stargazing spot. You two are sitting down well he turns around and looks you in the eye.
“MC, ever since you came to the devildom you have changed who I am. I realized how much of a wonderful person you are. You’re so caring, kind, considerate. All of those things and more have made me fall for you. I hope you can accept my confessions MC”
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• Always looking for you during dances/ events
- Being a butler for Diavolo doesn’t give Barbatos any time really to see or talk to you. But, the only time he is really free to do so is during dances and events. For example, when there is a ball.
- he looks for you beyond the crowd and once he finds you he asks you to dance. If you aren’t one for social gatherings he would offer to just have a nice talk/walk outside. This is where you see a different side of Barbatos. One that is laidback and somewhat flirty
• Glances/ staring
- When Barbatos can’t really talk to you but you’re in the same room he gives you these little glances/ stares. He doesn’t even care if he gets caught. If he DOES get caught he gives you a sweet smile while looking away leaving you flustered.
- he can stare for hours. Now I want to have a staring contest with him now.
- he likes when you get flustered so he enjoys when this happens. However, he would much rather have a one on one conversation with you. He loves your voice and your smile as much as he loves to see you flustered.
how he would confess
• During a dance/ Ball
- As I said before, one of the times he only really gets to talk to you is during one of these events. Here’s how he would do it.
- He once again looks for you amongst the crowd and once he finds you asks you to take a walk outside with him. Once you two are outside enjoying the walk he stops in his tracks and take a hold of your hand.
“ MC, despite us not really having time to ourselves, you’ve really shown me a feeling I never knew I could feel. I’ve fallen for you MC, every time we’re together I never want it to end. I hope you can accept my confession and we can be together at last.”
• learning more about the things you enjoy
- I feel that simeon doesn’t really act any different if he did have a crush on you. He’s just overall still going to be nice and sweet.
- but, that doesn’t mean some things don’t change. Simeon isn’t really good at holding good conversations with you because his emotions get so jumbled/excited whenever he’s with you. So, in order to be confident in his talking with you and have you both more engaged in the conversation he decided to learn more about the things you like.
- no matter what it is, Simeon would do the best he could to learn about it just to talk about it with you. He also may even ask you to teach him more about the subject or if it’s a tv/movie series he would ask to watch it with you.
• getting flustered easily around you
- with Simeon I think he gets more flustered around you. He’s always loved the idea of well love. He’s a hopeless romantic you can say. So when he noticed his growing feelings for you he was very excited but also nervous.
- whenever he would talk with you and something like your hands touching or you both make long eye contact it’s brought for him to have a blush on his face all looking flustered.
how he would confess
• taking you to a nice secluded spot where he confesses his feelings.
- He would invite you to the celestial realm just like any other time. But, when you show up he gives you a box of sweets he had asked luke to make.
- while you and him are enjoying the sweets he takes your hand and brings you along to a nice secluded area, the sky and scenery looks beautiful as he looks you in the eyes and confesses his feelings.
“ I’ve always loved you MC. The way you help others just out of the kindness of your heart, how you always listen to me and Luke whenever we need someone to talk to. You’re just such a wonderful person MC and I’ve fallen for you.”
• a lot more teasing
- we already know this was a given. But I feel that he would tease you a lot more just to make you flustered or to get you to smile. It’s the kind type of teasing and most of the times it’s complements/ flirting.
- “awww would you look at that smile?” he says after he sits next to you while you’re smiling.
- if you decided to flirt back/ tease him back he will be very happy and amused. He’ll go along with it for as long as he can because he wants to have a reason to flirt with you.
• a new side of Solomon
- only when you two are alone though! When he has a crush on you the teasing will still be there but at times when you two are alone and the time is nice he will show you a nicer and softer side of him. As opposed to the cold and sarcastic sorcerer.
- this is nice because you two can really spend a lot of time together like this. It shows that he really likes you and trusts you enough.
- “the stars are beautiful tonight? What do you think MC?” and then he turns to look you in the eyes.
how he would confess
• sneaks you out of the house of lamentation and confesses at your favorite viewing spot.
- you two go on late night adventures all the time but this was going to be different. You both still had to make sure you snuck out without a trace. Trust me it’s not easy
- but after you guys leave he takes you to one of your favorite viewing places, weather it’s up top somewhere or just on a simple park bench.
- he then looks at you in the eye and confesses his feelings in a simple but heartfelt confession.
“MC, Ive fallen in love with you. You truly bring me happiness, joy, and excitement every day. This isn’t a joke this time, I’m serious. ….. and I hope you feel the same”
Solomon’s part took me so long I’m sorry -
I hope you guys enjoyed this one and requests are open!
Have a lovely day and you matter!
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Simeon being overstimulated
Simeon being overstimulated
Having such a submissive angel had its advantages, Simeon didn’t need restraints, he just sat there patiently and you stroked his cock. Sure, he let out the occasional whine and beg but otherwise he did his best to keep quite. However, you wanted to hear more of that cute little voice today, so when he climaxed into your hand, you simply didn’t stop pumping his cock.
He winced once the pleasure wore off and he could feel what you were doing again, soft little cries of protest emitted￼ from him as you continued to work his sensitive cock. “P-please, at least slow down! I-it’s so much!” He tried to wiggle out of your grip but all you had to do was glare up at him and he quickly stopped.
He was embarrassed with how quickly he was getting close, it hasn’t even been five minutes! But everytime you swipe your thumb over the slit, he has to stop himself from crying out, the pain mixed with the pleasure was truly something sinful, he couldn’t tell if this was a punishment or a reward, either way he came a second time into your hand.
But you didn’t stop there, he realized he was exaggerating when he said he was sensitive before, because now, everytime you brushed against the tip of his cock, his entire body jolted and he tried to pull away from you. So what do you do? You tighten your grip on his cock and still your movements, he relaxes for a second thinking you’re giving him a break, but then you bring your other hand up to his cock and flatten your palm against the tip of his cock, running quick, rough circles around the tip.
He’s shaking and can’t even speak now, he can’t even stop your hands, though, he doesn’t know if he wants to, the painful bliss is unlike anything he’s ever been through, and he’s enjoying it, especially since you look so happy with yourself.
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