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sweetfire01 · 4 months

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Daddy! Diavolo pt.2 (forced age regression)

[Pt.1]

"it's time to get up, sugar, open your eyes for daddy." A voice pulled you out of dreamland. Was your daddy there? "Ugh…Da…da…" Your mouth felt funny, you couldn't articulate the words well. You snapped your eyes open as you fully woke up, finding Diavolo kneeling in front of the bed. Everything that had happened came back to you. The adoring look on his face made you flustered again. "Aww, look at you! Too little to talk huh? Alright, dada loves hearing you babbling!" You suddenly realized you had something in your mouth and spat it out – it was a pacifier! The action must have seemed extremely adorable to the prince, cooing at you as he pulled you out of the blankets and crib. You kicked your feet weakly, protesting. "Nooo…Dii...Dii…" Damnation! Why did you feel this way? You couldn't speak, your tongue felt incredibly heavy, as did your cheeks and arms, resulting in a pathetic and futile attempt to free yourself from his grip. "Mmmh, do you prefer to call me Didi? Oh, okay baby, then Didi loves hearing you babbling" He hummed, setting you down on the carpet, sitting next to you and taking some stuffed animals from a basket. "Here, now that you're all rested up are you ready for some playtime?" Please no. You wanted to escape.

Despite all your time in the Devildom, you had never had an hour…this much hellish. Diavolo tried to get you to play, first with some stuffed bunnies, but when you refused to answer his "hop, hop, I'm the Rabbit Prince, what's your name?" he decided you were just too young for that. “Maybe not much fun for a baby who's still babbling,” he commented, which earned him an “absolutely adorable” glare from you and a bunny tossed no further than 50cm from you. He then proceeded to lie you on the carpet, with you stomach up, and take a rattle. It wass a simple wooden stick with a seemingly empty ball on top. Knowing you didn't have enough strength to make that thing fly out of his hands, you attempted to at least roll onto your side. But before you could even turn your head, the demon twirled the rattle, with the sphere facing a few centimeters from your face and…not only did you hear a faint tinkling of bells but also…the sphere coloured? It only lasted a couple of seconds, but you could have sworn you saw something there. Seeing how all your attention was now directed towards the toy, the prince smiled and spun it around again, a little longer. There, you were right! Small patches of color moved and merged with each other, generating other new patches that moved on the internal surface of the sphere.

“You like your new toy, don't you?” The prince's voice was calm and deep, even comforting in a way. And the rattle…yes, you had to admit, it was nice and interesting. If the sphere was empty inside, where did that sound of bells come from? Magic, most likely it had something to do with it. Diavolo continued to twirl it, the colors mixing and blurring together. “Right, I shouldn't expect you to talk. You're too small for that, you prefer babbling.” he chuckled and you let out a soft whine. You hadn't been able to say a single word correctly since you'd woken up. Maybe…maybe you should actually babble. Better than not talking at all, right? You made some disjointed sounds, you didn't even know what you wanted to say exactly. But again, better than staying silent… "Look at you, you're just a baby. A sweet, cute, happy and helpless baby. And you know that your Dada loves you so much." You felt a strange sensation in your lower tummy. You don't know if it was the fascinating colored spots that rotated above your head, the relaxing tinkling of the bells or the honeyed voice of your Dada that made you feel at ease. You giggled and squirmed a little. "You want to play with it, don't you? Come on, try to catch it." He lifted it up and you tried, you tried to raise your arms, but you couldn't move them from your chest, except for a few centimeters. The feeling in your belly became uncomfortable and you pouted. It wasn't fair, you just wanted to take that rattle and rotate it like Dada did! Why weren't your arms cooperating?! It was…so frustrating! You wanted to cry, even scream because of all this, but you didn't have time to make a single sound before Diavolo brought you closer to him, sitting across his lap. Your head rested on his chest, one arm wrapping completely around your back to support you, with his hand massaging your lower abdomen while the other one held…the rattle! He was so close now! He held it close to your hands, and you managed to grab it. He helped you gently twirl it, his hand guiding yours."You like being in your Dada's arms, hm? It feels so good." It was true. You felt so comfortable, protected…You wanted more. You brought your free hand closer to his, the one that continued to caress your tummy. He smiled when he saw you reach for it, and he took it in his, bringing it to his lips and kissing your palm. You giggled. It tickled you lightly as Dada peppered light kisses all over your palm. He lowered his hands back to your tummyy and you returned to seeing the swirl of color inside the sphere. A blue spot and a yellow one that joined to form another green one, this one approaching a red one and… And then nothing. His hand stopped moving the rattle. The stains faded, the ringing stopped, and silence returned to the room. Or at least just for a moment: a soft hiss was heard, and from the way your crotch was getting wetter and wetter, you realized in horror. That funny feeling in your abdomen, it was your bladder full of pee. You were peeing. But not only that. You were peeing in your diaper, on Diavolo's lap. And you noticed how his hand was now pressed to your diaper, feeling it as it got warmer and heavier. "My, my, how can such a small thing like you pee so much? Here, let's go change you." His voice shook you out of your thoughts as you were trying to process everything. What the fuck happened? You started to cry, you hated the feeling of the wet diaper, you hated the ridiculous way you had been acting just a moment ago, you hated being so helpless, you hated Diavolo. He placed you on the changing table, hushing you and starting to change you. He still had that stupid, smug smile. You hated that too. You couldn't help but look at him with hatred.

After he put a clean diaper on you, Diavolo took off his shirt and carried you over to a rocking chair, sitting you on his lap once more, your head this time supported by his arm. You hated also this position. “Now, now, that was fun, wasn't it?” You almost snarled at him. He started rocking his chair as he ignored you. “You seemed like a real baby, the way you babbled, giggled and peed yourself.” He chuckled, before looking at you with a look that sent shivers through you “You know, that rattle was magical. It would have been harmless enough as it was, but those little bells I added inside…oh yeah, I just put them for you. They have the power to brainwash anyone who hears them and make them do whatever the caster tells them." Oh God. No. "I was telling you, wasn't I?" He leaned closer to your ear and his voice became darker "You were just a cute baby, who loved his new toy, who couldn't talk, who was helpless." You whined and he returned to position. "Oh, don't worry, baby. I won't use it, at least not anytime soon. I'm sure you'll be more cooperative now. It's feeding time! Aren't you hungry?" Oh yes, you were hungry. But you didn't want to find out what he had in mind. You whined again in protest, but the demon took it only as confirmation. You couldn't wait to eat, huh? He adjusted you so that your face was pressed further into his chest, your mouth near his nipple. You weren't about to… "Here, drink the milk. I promise it's delicious" No no no no. You started to turn your head, trying to get away. Diavolo simply laughed. "But how? Yet I thought you wanted to go back to normal. You know, with your tongue and muscles working together." You froze, looking at him in shock. Again that dangerous smile and that darker voice. "You know the paci you woke up with earlier? Your paci was dipped in a type of poison that numbs all your muscles, from your tongue to your limbs to your bladder. Very helpful, I must admit." He chuckled as you continued to stare at him with wide eyes. "But perhaps you don't know that demon milk is very powerful, even working as an antidote against poisons. So, if you want to heal…" You gulped. You couldn't…"But obviously I don't want to force you, so if you want I can put you back in the crib in this state and leave you like that all night." You started shaking. You wanted your mobility back. Staying like this all night… for what then? He would probably just force you to drink in the morning. You looked at her nipple closest to you and hesitantly wrapped your mouth around it. You heard Diavolo coo and start rubbing your head. You wanted to bite him, you really did, but you didn't want to face the consequences. You closed your eyes and began to suck. But then your eyes widened again as the sweetest milk immediately started filling your mouth. You didn't want to admit it, but it was delicious. You had never tasted anything like it. You continued like this, drinking almost greedily, amidst the praises of Diavolo. And the more you continued, the more you could feel how your tongue moved more easily. You couldn't hold back a whine when nothing more came out of the nipple, but the prince moved you to the other one and you started drinking again. You wanted to stop, embarrassed by your behavior, by the whole situation. But you couldn't, you were hungry and tired after everything that had happened today and if you could eat something delicious, then you were going to accept it, dammit! And then you didn't know if the effect of the poison had worn off completely. Better to be careful, right? It wasn't long before you slowed your pace, your tummy now feeling full.

You closed your eyes and smiled, hearing Diavolo chuckle. He had never stopped stroking your head. You barely felt when he placed your head on his shoulder and made you burp. And he didn't have time to put you in the crib before you were already asleep.

That whole situation was crazy and you had to choose your battles, but you would have accepted this one without a problem.

#obey me #obey me shall we date #age regression #forced age regression #daddy diavolo

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luxthestrange · 1 year

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Incorrect quotes#773 Dia & Supermarkets

In a supermarket, Diavolo is crying his heart out and Employe comes to him

Employee: Are you okay?

Dia*Sniffles and looks at employe*NO! I came here with my spouse and now I can't find them!

Employee: Aww, Im sure they are here somewhere big guy~*Offer hand to him*Come on I'll help you find them~

Dia*Wipes face with sleeve and grabs his hand,hiccups*O-ok...

At the courtesy booth

Employee: Can Mc come to the courtesy booth? We have a lil' gift for you~

Dia*Giggles as he licks a lollipop he was given*Hehehe~

Mc*Coming with a cart full of groceries and with Luke inside the cart,smilling*Im Mc-OH FOR GOD'S SAKE DIA

Dia: YAAAAAY!Mccccccc!~

tbh...all the demons are like this by now...

#obey me #obey me!#obey me mc #obey me x mc #obey me x reader #obey me x gn!mc #obey me x gn!reader #obey me diavolo #diavolo x reader #diavolo x mc #daddy dia #obey me luke #luke is abit unimpressed #obey me fluff #obey me incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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mentallyillbutokay · 1 year

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𓆩♡𓆪

Solomon: MC, you'll be working with Lucifer and Diavolo

MC: Alright! My fantasy threesome!

Everybody else: *blank stares*

Simeon, covering Luke's ears: MC! What a sin!

MC, sweating nervously: ...I mean on a team...I think

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#fyp #obey me #obey me!#obey me crack #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me headcanons #obey me mc #obey me lucifer #obey me demon king #obey me diavolo #obey me simeon #obey me luke #mc being a sandwich #lucifer supremacy #daddy diavolo

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janahanooo · 9 months

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Mc: If I had a grim for every person that called me "Babygirl", I would have two. Wich isn't a lot, but it's weird it happened twice...

Asmo: wait.. I call you bbg, but who is the other one?

Mc: it's Diavolo. He heard you call me that once and I had to explain to him what it means.

Dia in the distance: Babygirl! Asmo! Come join me! Barbatos and I are going to watch Barbie!

Asmo:

Asmo: y'know... he's the real bbg.

#obey me #obey me nb #obey me mc #obey me diavolo #obey me asmo #diavolo is a big daddy with baby energie #diavolo is a bbg and no one can change my mind #asmo too #i mean come on #at this point I think everybody knows who I love in obey me

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cryptidtyping · 6 months

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Daddy's Kitten

Diavolo x afab!reader | 3.9k words

18+ only! Minors do NOT interact!

Written as part of @mikage-rehoe 's "Yes, Daddy" collab. Check out the other entries here!

Summary: Diavolo asks you to come to the castle to help him with something. What could it be, you wonder?

No gendered pronouns or terms are used for reader, and little to no descriptions of their body (beyond the genitals, lol). Also, Y/N is not used, Reader's name is indicated by ____. This is my first time writing smut, so please tell me what you think!

Tags/Warnings: Daddy kink, light pet play, established relationship, collaring, dom/sub dynamics, multiple rounds, vaginal fingering, unprotected sex, vaginal sex, reader gets called kitten/kitty, non-consensual voyeurism, color informed consent (Dia checks in on Reader a few times), hints of aftercare, jealous lucifer, lucifer gets no bitches, two people in love fucking sloppy-style

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I require your help, darling. Please come to the castle at your earliest convenience.

It was the weekend, so you were just lounging in your room as you scrolled on devilgram. Upon seeing your boyfriends’ text, you knew there were only a few occasions he’d require your help for-

1) He was overwhelmed with paperwork.

2) He was horny.

3) He missed you.

4) All the above

Replying that you’d be on your way soon, you roll out of bed and slip into some lacy lingerie that Diavolo had bought you recently. Overtop was a cute red dress that fell just above your knees, and a dab of perfume (both also bought courtesy of your lover). Deeming yourself ready, you grab your bag and head out the door.

“____?” Called a voice that made you grimace, not that he could see it. “You look… nice. Are you heading somewhere?”

Smoothing your expression before turning around, you reply neutrally. “Yes. Dia has invited me over.”

“I see.” Lucifer’s voice is a bit clipped at your response. The two of you had had a series of arguments over the last several weeks, ranging from ‘sub-par’ grades (you’d slipped from the number 6 spot in class to number 10 after the teachers decided to start grading you more harshly. Still, that was 10th place out of hundreds of students!) to how you referred to Diavolo ‘too informally’.

The same Diavolo who you were dating. What, you couldn’t give your own damn boyfriend pet names?

Lucifer had yet to apologize or explain what had crawled up his ass and died, and you were frankly tired of the shitty attitude he’d adopted after your relationship with the Prince became publicly official. (You and Diavolo had been seeing each other privately for a few months before being comfortable about being public with your relationship.)

As the silence between you and Lucifer stretched on, you sighed in frustration. “Did you need something, Lucifer, or can I go meet my boyfriend?”

The dark-haired demon furrowed his brows in annoyance, growling out “No.”

“Excellent. I will be home either tonight or tomorrow, I’ll text the group chat once I know for sure.” Just as you opened the door, Lucifer called to you again.

“Would you-“ there was something in ruby eyes that you didn’t want to give a name to. He coughs into a gloved fist. “I mean, may I escort you to the castle?”

An olive branch.

Again.

How many had Lucifer given out, only to nitpick and neg you later? The man was exhausting, and not in a fun way.

“No,” you snip coldly, unable to stop your glare. Without giving him the chance to respond, you slam the door shut.

In the empty entrance hall, the Avatar of Pride gave a gusty sigh as he dragged a hand down his face. What was he supposed to do?

“Hello, my dear,” Diavolo greets you once you enter his office, rising to give you a kiss and run his large hands down your torso. Barbatos quietly closed the door, promising to return with some tea and cookies. “You look lovely.”

You lean into his warm embrace, kissing him again. “Thank you, Dia. What do you need help with?”

Golden eyes get darker, a smirk playing about handsome features. “Now, now, kitten, that’s not my name.”

A spark of excitement bloomed in your core, lust beginning to course through you. “I’m sorry, daddy,” you purr, running a hand through his auburn locks. “What can I do for you?”

“Good pet,” he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss below your ear, causing you to shiver. Thick fingers fiddle with the hem of your dress. “For now, I just require your company while I finish up some paperwork.”

“Yes, daddy,” you press a kiss to his neck in return, delighting in the shiver it caused. Diavolo gives a playful swat to your ass, making you gasp, before he sits back down behind his desk. At his feet was a familiar plush red velvet pillow with gold tassels. Without hesitation, you slip off your shoes, place them neatly out of the way, and kneel beside him, knees cushioned by the undoubtedly expensive ‘cat bed’.

You send a quick message to the HoL group chat that you were with Diavolo and would see them tomorrow. Then you turn your DDD off and tuck it back into your bag, excited to spend the night with the prince, uninterrupted by the needy brothers.

A few quiet minutes pass by, with you resting your head on Diavolos’ knee and his hand petting your hair, the scratch of his pen filling the air. Barbatos comes and goes with a tea service, barely sparing your kneeling form a glance. After a moment, the prince speaks again. “I have a gift for you, pet.”

You look up at him with big eyes, head floaty- kneeling at your lovers feet so obediently always got you quickly into sub-space. “Thank you, daddy.” You murmur, rubbing your cheek on his knee in affection. “You’re always spoiling me.”

Diavolos answering chuckle is warm and husky, and you squirm a bit on your pillow as it sent heat to your core. You could feel slick seeping into your lace panties as you got more and more excited.

“You’re so easy to spoil, my love,” he coos, patting his lap and pulling out a box. Following his wordless command, you crawl into his lap, facing him. What’s revealed to be inside the box makes you gasp.

“Oh, my!” Inside was a fine red leather collar, the inside padded with plush black velvet. The leather was studded with rubies and diamonds, with gold hardware and a large golden bell. Attached was a metal nametag, one side engraved with Daddy’s Kitten, the other containing Diavolos’ contact information. You wiggled in excitement, lightly grinding against your lover. “It’s beautiful!”

Diavolo pulls you into another kiss, deeper than the previous ones. It was full of heat and hunger, one of his large, tan hands encasing the back of your head while the other guided your hips to grind against his bulge. You moan into his mouth, looping your arms around his thick neck. A whine escapes you, unbidden, when he pulls away.

Chuckling, he wiped a bit of spit off your lower lip. “My pretty kitty deserves a pretty collar, don’t they? Stand up and turn around for me, darling, let me see how it looks on you.”

“Yes, daddy,” you obey, slipping off his lap and turning, your skirt swishing teasingly about your thighs. Diavolos’ hands are careful as he slips the leather around your neck and secures it.

“How does it feel?” He murmurs in your ear, flicking the bell so it jingles merrily. “Too tight, too loose?”

“Don’t know,” you reply coyly, glancing seductively over your shoulder. “Could you give it a few tugs, please?”

A groan rumbles through the prince’s broad chest. “Always so polite for me, hmm?” One of his fingers slips through the metal loop, giving a few pulls of varying strength, making your knees weak. “So, darling, how is it?”

“It’s perfect.” Your voice is breathless, but you are unable to catch your breath as you are suddenly bent over his desk with your dress flipped up to show your ass.

Another appreciative groan leaves your lover as he takes in the red and gold lingerie he had bought you last week, smacking an ass cheek to watch the skin jiggle. He leans over your back, grinding his clothed erection against your soaked panties. “You’re perfect. Always so fucking pretty and perfect for daddy.”

You moan as he slaps your ass again, pushing your hips back against him. “Ngh, daddy, please!”

“Please what, kitten? What do you need?”

“Need you inside me, please daddy please-“

Diavolo tuts in faux disappointment. Your logical mind, which was quickly fleeing, knew he wasn’t being serious, but your sub-space addled brain hated disappointing your daddy. “But I still need to finish my work, can kitten be patient?” All the while, he still slowly ground against you.

“Yes, yes, I can wait,” you pant, still bouncing your ass back on his cock even as you promised patience. “Anything for daddy.”

“Such a good kitty,” Diavolo coos. “What’s your color?”

“Green.” You respond immediately.

Diavolo whispers you more praises as he settles you back on his lap. “Stay still, okay? Don’t distract daddy while he finishes up and he’ll get you a pretty new leash to match your collar.” Little did you know he already had the matching leash, stashed in the drawer of his bedside table. He was hoping to use it later tonight.

“Yes, daddy, thank you!” You exclaim happily, pressing close to his chest. A warm hand rubs up and down your back, your prince working to finish quickly so he could play with you all night- or as long as you could last.

Diavolo could feel your pussy lips throbbing on his dick through the fabric of his trousers, slowly driving him insane. That, accompanied by your sweet smell and how eagerly you wore the low-necked dress he got you, how sweetly you called his title, how easily you followed his commands- it was a miracle he managed to finish his work tonight. (Or ever, with you around.)

Thankfully, the prince possessed an iron will (that always turned into something softer with you).

He doesn’t bother filing away the completed papers, just pushing them to the side of his desk space to place you in the middle like a beloved prize. He looked at you then, with your cheeks flushed and eyes dark with want, hair mussed up and the low neckline of your dress giving a teasing glimpse of your chest.

You were regarding him much the same way, seeing his eyes shadowed with lust and cheeks tinted pink with excitement, broad chest heaving in his dress shirt as he looked at you. Your eyes travel down his body to the prominent bulge straining against his zipper. Looking back at his eyes, you open your mouth to start begging. You needed his touch on your skin, needed his lips on your mouth, needed his thick cock stuffed in your wet cunt and you needed him now. “Daddy, please- “

Diavolo surges forward, capturing you in a fierce kiss and making you moan. Your arms and legs are around him in an instant, pulling him impossibly closer. One of his hands slips into your panties, coating his fingers in your slick before inserting two into your entrance, immediately finding and rubbing your g-spot.

You pull from the kiss with a “Fuuuuuuck~”, exposing the column of your neck as you toss your head back, sending your collar jingling. The demon prince immediately begins sucking and biting his way down, hickeys blooming in his wake. Between each one, he moans praises and questions against your skin.

“Such a good kitten for me, always wearing what daddy buys. Do you like being pampered? Do you like everyone knowing who owns you?”

“Yes!” You squeal as he adds another finger to your pussy and thumbs at your clit in messy circles, bucking your hips into his hand. Wet squelching begins to fill the office as you drip onto the expensive desk. “Love when daddy buys me pretty clothes, love when others know they can never have daddy, love being owned by daddy, love being good for daddy-“

Your first orgasm crashes over you suddenly, pulsing through you in waves as you wail. The fingers inside you slow down, but don’t stop, making you squirm.

“So good, so pretty,” Diavolo pants, golden eyes flickering between the way your cunt sucked his fingers in and the blissed-out expression on your face. “Color, kitten? Want to keep going?”

“Greengreen green,” you chant desperately. “Daddy, please, ‘m so wet, need your cock, please gimme your cock, please-“

Tan lips on yours interrupt your begging as the fingers are pulled out of you and leave you feeling empty. You clutch Diavolos black shirt with shaking fingers, pulling at the fabric insistently. You wanted, needed more of him, as much of him as he could give.

“You sound so good begging daddy,” he murmurs against your lips. “I’d give you the three realms on a platter if it’d make you smile, my love. Now strip out of that dress, okay?”

You do so with haste, pulling it off and casting it aside. Your lover matches your speed in shucking off his own clothes, his impressive cock bobbing proudly between his legs as beads of precum dribble down the shaft.

Laying back on the desk, you bring your knees to your shoulders and spread your legs. The thin strap of lace that covered you was shiny with slick, the matching bralette doing little to hide your pebbled nipples. “How’s this, daddy?”

“Fuck,” Diavolo swears, wanting to capture this image and hang it in his throne room, if only to show others what they could never have. Large hands push your thighs further apart. His cock jumps in interest. “I’m gonna fuck this sweet cunt raw-“

“Please,” you whine, pouting up at him with kiss-swollen lips.

“For you, anything.” Your panties are slipped to the side as he rubs his member between your lower lips, collecting your juices before the fat head slipped into your entrance.

His moan rumbled through you as he slid all the way to the base in one go. It took you only seconds to adjust to the pleasurable stretch, which is fortunate as that’s all you were given. Diavolo fucked you as though it were both the first and last time he’d ever be able to, reaching deep inside you with every fast, rough thrust.

You loved it. You loved him.

“Love you, love you, love you,” you babble, drunk on his cock, fingers clawing at his shoulders in bliss.

“Yeah?” He placed your legs over his shoulders, reaching deeper into you. His voice was gravelly and deep as he praised how well you took his cock, how wet your pussy was, how much your scratches stung, how loud you moaned his title and your adoration. His fingers quickly find your clit again, rubbing it in tight circles. “Want me t’cum in your pussy? Want me t’cum nice and deep inside?”

“Yesyesyes,” you wail as the knot in your belly gets tighter and tighter. “Cum in me, cum with me-“

The knot snapped for you both, your heels beating pitifully against his muscles back as Diavolo spilled inside. You arch fruitlessly beneath him, moving your hips against his as much as you could to tide out your orgasm. He leans down to kiss your panting mouth, trailing kisses down your neck and allowing your legs to go relax down against the desk. For a few moments, the two of you lay there in the glory of sweaty bodies and euphoria, the air filled only with panting breaths and kisses and the faint jingling of your bell.

Diavolo waits patiently for you to either give the go ahead, or ask to stop- if you took too long, he’d ask your color again. In the meanwhile, he was content to nip at your skin and trace his hands over your chest.

You break the silence after you’ve caught your breath.

“… Again.” You look at your lover, your prince, your Diavolo with bright eyes and a flushed complexion. Sitting up, you caress his sharp jaw and trail kisses up it, before biting just below his ear. “Please, daddy.” You whisper as he shudders and groans above you, cock perking up inside you with interest. “Please daddy, I can’t get enough of you.”

“You’re perfect,” he repeats against your neck, breathless. Slowly drawing back from you, he pulls out and watches with lust-blown pupils as his seed dropped out of your cunt, making you whine at the loss. “None of that now, kitten. Bend over for me.”

The look on your face could only be described as lovesick, body moving on its own to obey. “Yes, daddy.”

Lucifer looked again through his files for the data sheet showing the current budget, needing it to approve or reject various club proposals for equipment or field trips. Unfortunately, all his rifling and ruffling was for naught, and the paper remained unfound. Sighing, he leans back in his leather chair and contemplated whether or not he should go to the castle tonight to retrieve the paper that was undoubtedly hidden somewhere in Diavolo’s office.

On one hand, these proposals were the last thing he needed to get done, then he could spend tomorrow listening to his records, or playing piano, or perhaps catching up on some sleep. On the other hand, he had no desire to see you and the prince… canoodling.

Neither you nor Diavolo were shy about public affection, with you unbearably happy to cling to Diavolo’s arm or hand or press a kiss or two to each other’s skin, laughing together about in-jokes. Lucifer hated it, hated that he waited too long in-

Never mind.

He deserved a day off tomorrow. He was getting that data sheet.

You were absolutely dizzy with pleasure, face pressed against lacquered mahogany as Diavolo pounded into you. A myriad of moans and whines left your mouth, accompanied by the squelching of his cock in your fucked-out pussy. Your nth orgasm ripped through you, strangled moan muffled by the wood. Diavolo groaned behind you, eyes focused on how your little hole kept swallowing him, how your ass jiggled with each thrust.

“Fuckin’ love this ass,” he growls, punctuating his words with a slap to your rear. “Fuckin’ love this pussy, always takin’ me so-“ SLAP “-fuckin’-“ SLAP “-well. Can you cum for me one more time? What’s-“

“Green!” you manage to gasp out, answering his next question before he could fully voice it. Pleasured tears dripped from your eyes, pooling and mixing with the sweat and drool beneath your face. You jolt when another smack lands on your ass again, Diavolo slowly grinding his hard dick against your warm, wet walls. “Wanna be good for daddy, want him to fill me up! ~”

The world spins as you’re man-handled into a new position. Spread wide open on his lap as he sat back in his chair, back to his chest with his hands leaving bruises on your hips. “You’re so good for me,” Diavolo rumbles in your ear, forcing your hips to move in slow circles on his cock. “Are you ready, my love?”

You’re thankful for the small reprieve he gives you before you nod your head, whispering “please, please, please” as he hooks your knees over muscular forearms, wraps large hands around your waist, and bounces you.

“Fu-u-u-uck,” you moan in staccato, winding your arms around his neck and leaning further into him. The new position made Diavolo’s cock feel even bigger, and the way he had you spread out felt so lewd, as though he were showing you off to someone. The thought had you gushing around him. “Don’t stop, don’t stop, please-“

Your babbling was music to Diavolo’s ears as he fucked up into you each time he brought you down. One hand finds your clit yet again, rubbing tight circles on the aching bud. “Who owns this fucking pussy?” He growls, the vibrations from his chest felt throughout your smaller frame. “Who owns you?”

“You do!” you cry, knot again forming quickly in your stomach. Something felt different than the previous ones, though you couldn’t quite get your fucked-out mind to figure out why.

“And who am I, kitten?” he asks, thrusts getting sloppy as he too got close to release, eyes sparing a glance at the cracked door.

“Daddy! My daddy!” your voice cracks and warps around the pleasure, your hips doing their best to fuck down onto the sinful cock inside you. “I’m yours, I’m yours-!”

“Good kitten, good fucking kitten,” he circles his digits faster over your clit. The prince loved the way your eyes crosses, your tongue lolling out of your mouth, your body holding onto him like a vice, how your nails bit into the skin at the nape of his neck. “I love you.”

“I love you, too,” you breath hotly into his ear, looking up at him in hazy adoration. “I’m gonna cum, fuck, I’m gonna-“

“Cum for me,” Diavolo commands lowly, briefly nipping at your neck. With just a few more circles of his fingers, you climax with a wail of his title. Your cum sprays out of you, covering his desk and going everywhere as the prince chases his own release. With a low bellow, he slams you down on his cock as it throbs and releases his thick cum inside it.

The smell of sex hung heavy in the air, both of you catching your breath. Diavolo murmured praises in your ear, massaging your sides and waiting for you to come back to the world. “How do you feel, darling?” He whispers. “Do you need a break?”

You nod wordlessly, taking a moment to find your words. “I’d like something to eat, please,” you say quietly, nosing at the junction between his jaw and neck. “And a massage?”

“Anything for you,” he responds, pressing a (hilariously) chaste kiss to your forehead. He stands, holding you bridal style, and walks over to the door adjoining his office to his personal chambers. “Let me lie you down and have Barbatos drop off dinner, okay?”

“Mmhmm,” you hum, pressing a less-than-chaste kiss to his shoulder. “We should watch a movie, too.”

“Of course,” Diavolo grins down at you, placing you on cool silk sheets. “Just a moment, alright, my love?” After another agreeing hum from you, he walks back into his office, closes the doors, and sits back at his desk.

“You needed something, Lucifer?”

Lucifer felt humiliated at having been discovered peeping, but it wasn’t his fault he caught you and Diavolo having sex! (Even though the dark-haired demon is the one who decided it would be a good idea to crash your date, and even though he decided to stand and watch like a filthy pervert instead of leave.) Still, he walked into the office with his head held high and resolutely ignored the erection straining at his zipper, as well as the fact the prince was naked without a care in the world. “I require the budget data sheet.”

Diavolo laughs jovially, searching through the splattered papers that remained on his desk. “Of course, of course. Sorry about that, old friend,” he smiles, but there was something unpleasant about the expression. The auburn-haired demon holds out the sheet in question and narrows his eyes. “Did you see anything you liked?”

Lucifer took the sheet with stiff fingers, ignoring the clear liquid that spotted it. “No.” he lies, even though he knows its useless- Diavolo always knew when someone was lying.

The edge in the prince’s gaze sharpened, contrasting the companionable slap he gives to the Avatar of Pride. “Good. And remember,” Diavolo guided his friend out of the room. “____ belongs to me.”

The other demon nods, walking away, intent on returning to the HoL as soon as possible. After all, he had a very busy night ahead of him, filled with fucking his fist to the memory of your voice.

#reader insert #obey me x reader smut #diavolo x reader #x reader smut #afab reader #collaboration #cryptids collabs #listen #diavolo gives off major daddy vibes #cross posted to ao3 #jealous lucifer #obey me fanfic #obey me smut #my first smut

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chirp-a-chirp · 8 months

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MC: Happy Father’s Day Lucifer!

Lucifer: What?

MC: You act just like a dad to your younger brothers, so happy Father’s Day!

Lucifer: Is this card addressed for me then?

MC: Um, no! That’s—

Lucifer: But it’s addressed to “Big Daddy”.

MC: Oh no.

Lucifer: *Opens card, reading out loud* I can’t wait to see you Daddy Diavolo and—*Voice trails off in silence*

Lucifer: …this card is CLEARLY not meant for me.

MC: I tried to tell you!

Lucifer: You said some pretty sick stuff there. Does my partner know about this?

MC: They know I have a boyfriend!

Lucifer: No, I mean do they know how to do any of this stuff you wrote?

#obey me!#obey me shall we date #obey me nightbringer #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me diavolo #obey me luficer #obey me mc #daddy Diavolo #imagine if there were TWO chaotic mcs in the Devildom

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cosmicstarlatte · 1 year

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Wedding (Obey Me!)

First Guest: Wow all the groomsmen look so handsome.

Second Guest: They're all the grooms.

MC (placing another guy up at the altar): Almost forgot one!

#My grooms would be Diavolo Lucifer Mammon Levi Beel #Omg Levi would look out of place amongst them #Who would yall marry???#obey me shitpost #obey me headcanons #obey me shall we date #Yeah my father would be upset #BUT DAD HES GONNA BE THE FUTURE KING (Of hell yeah but we can talk about that later damn)#When I said daddy I meant LUCIFER father 🙄#obey me humor #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me crack #obey me #◇˖・ﾟ— › cosmic obey me . ⊹#shitpostcifer

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beelsfridge · 8 months

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My Eldest Brother (But He’s My Father) Pt.2

Triggers/Tags

Mentions of Child Neglect/Jealously/Hurt/Comfort/Hate/Depression/Father&Son/Thoughts of Death/NoMC/Panic Attacks/Some Flasbacks/Kid!SatanHeadCannons/Mammon is a good big bro/self deprecation/ identity crisis/ mentions of an attempt

Notes: Colored Text is just Dialogue with a bit of glam !

Italicized words are flashbacks (usually)( but it’ll be obvious when it’s not!)

Per request, here you go! Part 2 🫶🏼 @zarakem

1/2/?

Satan can’t help but feel the rage boil in him during a school festival at the sight of Lucifer.

But there’s another feeling lingering as he stares at the kindness and gentle expressions Lucifer shares with the someone so small.

Ones he never saw growing up

When Satan realizes that he yearns and longs for something he can never have.

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Satan pants heavily as his consciousness begins to take over.

He looks around, his vision blurred.

He’s not at the festival anymore.

Where is he?…

He feels a bit sore, and his hands have clear signs of bruising and scrapes. But it was obvious someone tended to some of his wounds with some bandages wrapped around his body.

He lets out a sigh.

He did it again, didn’t he.

He went crazy.

His back hurts despite being on what he assumes is a bed.

He tries to move from his place but his hand is chained.

Not this again…

He looks around him, his vision becoming clearer.

Is it still the day of the festival? How long has passed?

He’s in his room.

But he finds no comfort in being in it.

He tries to break free from the chains in a desperate manner but fails.

He knew it wouldn’t work anyways

Why was this happening to him again?

He had it under control, did he not?

He feels defeated.

He doesn’t know how long he’s just sitting there. Drowning in his own sorrow.

That’s when the door to his room opens. The light blinding him as he averts his gaze from whoever decided to walk in.

“Hey buddy.” Mammon gleams as he holds a tray of food ,”How are ya feeling?”

Satan shoots him a dirty look but that doesn’t stray Mammon away from fulfilling his duty.

“Tch, I told Lucifer these weren’t necessary.” Mammon looks at the chains with detest before refocusing on Satan,”I brought ya food! You must be hungry, right?”

“No.” Satan tells Mammon before his own stomach betrays him.

Mammon can’t help but let out a snicker to which Satan responds to with a scowl.

“Open wideeee Big Brother Mammon is gonna feed you! Just like he used to!” Mammon tells him shoving a spoonful of soup into Satans mouth.

“Beel must’ve made the food today.” Satan assumes as he has no choice but to accept Mammon.

He’s always been too pushy and would’ve probably continued insisting if Satan rejected him again. He’s much too tired and sore to argue anyways.

Mammon reminds Satan of Lucifer in a way.

But at least Mammon doesn’t get angry like Lucifer does. He’s a lot more understanding.

And caring.

He’s more gentle.

Sure he’s an irresponsible idiot who always manages to get into all sorts of trouble but …

Mammon has always been kind to Satan.

Even if Satan had his outbursts and destroyed everything.

Mammon would forgive him right away.

Satan can’t help but feel some guilt weigh him down.

He doesn’t know really recall when or why he started pushing Mammon away.

“Imma get ya!” Mammon says chasing around a small Satan who has a smile on his face.

“No way, you’re too slow!” Satan tells him sticking his tongue out at him as he runs into one of the many unexplored rooms in the house.

“Why you little-“ Mammon huffs out as he catches up with Satan.

When Mammon does catch up he finds Satan standing in the middle of library.

His eyes full of curiosity as he looks around

“What’s all this?” Satan asks him.

“It’s the house library doofus.” Mammon tells patting his head gently,”No one ever comes in here though.”

“Why?”

“Well it’s easy. Asmo prefers a mirror, uh Levi has his own weird thing going on, uhhh Belphie couldn’t bother while Beel isn’t interested since he can’t eat it. —No one cares about a buncha books. -Nowadays you got these!” Mammon pulls out his D.D.D. with a smile.

Not even a minute later he’s deeply immersed in the phone and scrolling absentmindedly.

“Mammon.” Satan says in attempt to regain his brothers attention.

“Hmm? Oh yeah.” Mammon says with a laugh while putting his phone away,”Anyways uh as for Lucifer I think he might be the only one who comes in here actually.”

“..he does?” Satan asks unsure yet still curiously

“Yknow that one saying..uh what is it. Something about knowledge..er ..uh..oh! That’s right, Knowledge is power! Luci is a firm believer in that certain thing Yknow!” Mammon tells him proudly.

Satan stares at the endless array of books and picks one out. He looks down at it and opens it up.

“It’s in a different language.” Satan tells him with a scowl,”How is anyone suppose to know what it says if they didn’t bother having a translation!?”

Mammon grabs the book from him and attempts to read it himself but fails miserably,”Yknow you’re totally right! It’s lame as hell. Oh—maybe there’s a good money maker in that statement somewhere. “ mammon hums to himself,”Sounds like a lotta work on my part though. You’re probably better off just learning the language yourself.” He tells Satan handing him back the book.

“Learning the language?” Satan says confusingly.

“Er yeah there’s a book somewhere here for that, but I was just messing around, no one’s got the time for that sorta thing.”

Satan hums curiously.

“Anyways I’m pretty sure-“ Mammon says tapping him gently,”You’re it.”

“Hey! No fair! We were on time out.” Satan yells out as Mammon takes off running. He runs right after him.

“I swear Satan, if you don’t stop trying to bite my fingers as I’m trying to feed you i won’t hesitate bitting back.” Mammon warns him.

Satan has another flashback.

“Hah? You’re in here again?” Mammon tells Satan as Satan stands on a stack on books to reach a higher shelf.

“Oh- hey mammo OH -“Satan yelps out as the stack of books begins to wobble underneath him.

Luckily Mammon is able to keep him balanced,”Hey- watch it dummy you’re gonna get hurt.” Mammon a scolds him as Satan continues to attempt to reach for a higher book.

“Nah I won’t, Mammon will save me.” Satan says.

“Damn right I will,”Mammon hums in agreement as he picks satan up,”Now hurry and get the book you want.” He tells Satan.

“Satan, bud, you keep zoning out. You’re starting to freak me out.” Mammon tells him.

“Heya buddy, I was thinking- maybe we can go out shopping today together - what ya say?” Mammon walks in the library with smile.

“No thanks.” Satan tells him as he’s immersed in his book.

“Hah?” Mammon let’s out a confused grunt,”But you like shopping with me.”

“You only take me because you use me as a scapegoat for one of your schemes.” Satan huffs as he doesn’t even bother looking up from his book.

“Hey- er- That’s not true at all! I just like spending time with ya!” Mammon defends his actions.

“Not interested.” Satan let’s put an annoyed grunt,”I have way better things to do.”

“Oh..”Mammon says with a dejected sigh,”Alright..well maybe next time?”

“Probably not.” Satan tells him.

Mammon looks back at his younger brother before leaving the library.

He’d try a few more times to get his younger brothers attention. But the more he tried the more Satan pushed him away.

Mammon stopped trying

“OI! Quit ignoring me!” Mammon snaps his fingers in front of Satan.

“Huh?” Satan turns his attention to Mammon.

“Jeez.” Mammon says as he puts the breakfast to the side,” Ya had me worried for a minute there. I’m telling Lucifer to take these off of you already. Matter in fact, imma do it myself.” He starts to fumble with the chains.

“Mammon wait-“Satan tries to warn the Avatar of Greed but is too late because Satan feels the energy flow through his body.

“Yeouch!” Mammon yelps out after receiving a pretty powerful shock.

“It’s enchanted dumbass!” Satan grits his teeth.

After all— he got shocked too!

“Oi what the hell is wrong with Lucifer!? Treating ya like an animal ” Mammon yells out,”I swear that guy-“

“How about you get this book in my desk. The one with a blue bird sigil on it.” Satan tells him, the shocks always made him feel a bit dizzy.

Mammon rummages through the desk looking for the book.

However, Satan thinks Mammon is taking too long to find it.

“…..”

“Mammon! Quit tryna steal my stuff!” Satan scowls angrily.

“Ha. You caught me. Found yer book.” Mammon tells him as he reproaches ,” What’s this for?”

“It unlocks the chains.” Satan tells him.

“Oh wow really? Awesome! So what I gotta say some cool spell in here or what?” Mammon becomes determined as he flips through the pages. Only to find out they’re all empty,”Ay, you sure this is the right book?“

“It’s the right book-“ Satan tells him,” Stand over here.” He tells Mammon who does as he’s told.

“Now what?”

“Now you’re gonna use the book, and hit the chain really hard.” Satan says with a grin.

“Ah- okay. —Now you’ve lost it.” Mammon closes the book,”Man that shock really did a number on you.”

“Mammon!” Satan huffs at him.

“Fine fine!” Mammon does as he’s told, slamming the book down straight into the chain.

Surprisingly, it snaps in half.

“W-what?! No way! There’s no way a stupid book could’ve cut though that-“ Mammon says in disbelief as Satan removes the cuffs off of him.

“They’re enchanted chains- they’re meant to keep anyone with devil or Angel power from touching them. And they’re also meant to keep a person from using magic when restrained.” Satan explains,”The book is from the human world, even though there is nothing written on it- it has no magic power. “

“How’d you figure out that you can get out of the chains?”

“I read about it.” Satan let’s out a huff as he throws himself back on the bed.

“Huh, guess books are useful after all!” Mammon acknowledges.

It becomes silent after that.

Perhaps it’s time to acknowledge the elephant in the room.

“Mammon.” Satan asks.

“Yeah?”

“What happened?”

“You mean you don’t remember?” Mammon murmurs.

“I don’t.” Satan replies.

Even if it was just for a short time, he’d forgotten all about those emotions he’s been experiencing.

“Well..” Mammon says,”By the time I got there, most of the area was destroyed pretty badly. The only people there were our brothers and of course Lucifer who was tryna stop ya .” Mammon hums with a sigh.

Satan doesn’t respond.

“Honestly Satan,” Mammon asks ,”We know you didn’t just blow up for no reason. We’ve noticed your mood lately…”

There’s no response again.

“You can tell your big bro what’s bugging ya! No judgements here!” Mammon tells him encouragingly

“….”

“Dammit Satan! Say something will ya?!” Mammon pleas with his younger brother.

“Why are you here Mammon?” Satan asks him as he stares up at his ceiling.

“What ya mean ‘why am I here’, it’s cause I’m worried about you! We all are!” Mammon exclaims.

“No Mammon…”Satan sits up from the bed now making it so that Mammon and himself seat side by side.

He turns to Mammon with such repulsion it causes him to flinch back.

“Why are you really here?”

“I- I’m not following.” Mammon tells him, slightly confused by the question.

“Why don’t you be honest for once in your god damn lifetime and answer my question!” Satan grabs Mammon by the collar of his shirt.

“O-oi!” Mammon is unsure of what’s happening. Things are moving rather quickly for Mammon to process correctly.

“All these years! You were always there! Even when I wanted nothing to do with you! Why is that Mammon?! Why did you not hate me like everyone else?!” Satan’s grip on Mammon gets stronger.

“Because I love ya!” Mammon exasperates.

“Wrong answer!” Satans yelling gets louder as he throws Mammon onto the ground.

Mammon attempts to scurry towards the door,”It’s the truth?! What other answer did you want?!”

Satan follows him maliciously,”You pitied me? Right?!”

“Pitied ya?? What the hell are you talking about?!” Mammon yells out a yelp as a chair barely misses him, shattering into pieces next to him.

“You felt bad for poor little Satan! Because nobody wanted to associate themselves with him, right!?” Satan knocks a shelf over in rage.

“That’s not true!” Mammon tells him sternly as he backs up against the door,”I loved you because yer were my kid brother!”

“Liar!” Satan picks him up by the collar once more,”You only loved me because nobody else wanted to! You felt guilty!”

“I did not!”

“You felt guilty Mammon.” Satan in a dangerously quiet tone.

Mammon doesn’t say anything but Satan could hear his pulse quicken.

”You felt guilty! Because not even my own father wanted me. - isn’t that right?” Satan painfully voices—his expression is filled with anger and sorrow as tears start streaming down his face.

Mammon’s face falls and is replaced with one filled with guilt.

Realization dawning on the white haired boy and Mammon could feel hot tears fall down his face.

“I’m sorry..” He croaks out.

“…..”

“Get out.” Satan warns him as he drops his grip.

“Satan-“Mammon pleads as tears fill his eyes.

“GET THE FUCK OUT!” Satan pushes Mammon out the door making the white haired boy fall onto the ground, slamming it closed.

——

(Finally! The Brothers POV!)

(should I change the tags to hurt/comfort/hurt/hurt/hurt/ instead lololol)

Mammon stares in utter disbelief as he watches the door slam close on him.

He could hear footsteps approach him from the side in a hurry.

“Mammon!” Asmo calls out with worry.

“We heard yelling-“Belphie approaches with Beel.

“What happened?!” Levi asks clearly worried for his older brother.

And that’s when they take in the older brothers appearance. More noticeably at the tears spewing out his eyes in such a way, no one thought possible.

He holds such a pained expression -it startles the younger brothers.

“H-hey-“ Belphie is unsure of what to even say. Mammon wasn’t the type to cry in such a way. He always played the tougher act when it came to stuff like this.

But seeing Mammons desperation as he gets up from the floor and begins pounding the on Satans door , crying out in pleas, was probably the most horrifying thing they could’ve ever witnessed.

“Open the god damn door!” Mammon yells out,”Open it now, Satan!”

“M-mammon…”Asmo isn’t sure what to do. Should he stop his brother? Could he?

“What’s..happening..”Levi says clearly horrified.

“I don’t know…”Beel replies with an upset expression.

The brothers flinch as they can hear crashes and sounds of destruction erupt from inside Satans room.

“M-Mammon what happened!?” Levi overcomes his shock as he tries to figure out what’s happening.

“Don’t just fucking stand there! Help me open this door!” Mammon tells him with a harsh tone as he tries to kick in the door.

Levi flinches at the older brothers tone.

Mammon wasn’t the type to angrily swear, especially at his own brothers.

“Why won’t this stupid door open already?!” Mammon frustratingly kicks at it

“Mammon just stop!” Asmo cries out.

“What in the devils name is going on?!” Lucifer’s voice booms out from the end of the hall as he approaches the scene.

“It’s Mammon!” Asmo stands behind Lucifer instinctively ,”I think they got into an argument— he won’t stop crying!”

Lucifer takes a look at his younger brother.

It makes him uneasy.

“Mammon.“ Lucifer calls out to his brother.

Mammon ignores him.

“Mammon,”Lucifer says again,”Satan put an enchantment, there’s no way you’re getting in.”

Mammon stops abruptly, facing the door.

“Mammon, look at me.” Lucifer tells his brother.

Mammon swiftly turns and suddenly has Lucifer by the collar of his shirt - just as Satan did to him.

“M-mammon that’s enough!” Levi calls out to him trying to pull Mammon away from Lucifer but fails miserably.

“This is crazy..” Belphie says out loud,” what’s even happening right now…”

Lucifer looks into his brothers eyes.

They’re staring at him the same way Satan did last night.

“Mammon-“Lucifer says not pleased at his brothers actions.

Tears stream down Mammons face, he’s unable to contain his own rage as he struggles to come to truth with a harsh reality.

“This is all your fault!” Mammon shouts at him.

“My fault?” Lucifer raises an eyebrow as he bears no mind to Mammons aggression— pride getting the best of him in an already delicate situation,”Please, enlighten me.”

That seems to rile Mammon further.

“I can take the punishments!” He continues to yell at Lucifer,”I can take yer cold shoulder - I can take the snarky remarks about being an idiot who does nothing but cause trouble -I can take being called a greedy bastard who only thinks of himself! but Yknow what I won’t take?- “Mammon stares Lucifer dead in the eye.

“-what I won’t take is the way you treat your own family anymore! “ he pushes Lucifer away from him with utter disgust,”He’s your son for fucks sake.“ mammon hardly get’s out.

The tension sky rocketed to an entirely different atmosphere.

There were some quiet gasps and shocked facial expressions in the room.

Mammon however seemed to have gotten such a burden off his chest as he silently recomposes himself and lets Lucifer go.

“Oh my god..”Asmo can’t help but cover his mouth.

“This is really happening.” Levi gulps nervously.

“I’m not liking this at all..…”Beel admits as Belphie remains silent.

Lucifer himself seems surprised and taken back by such a statement as he takes a step away from him.

For a man who can usually keep his composure, Lucifer was having trouble keeping the look of horror off of his face.

“What…..did you just …say?…”Lucifer’s head starts to do cartwheels.

“I refuse to call you my brother anymore!” Mammon confesses,”because my brother would have never treat his own that way!”

“S-satans not..”Lucifer sputters out but is unable to get the words out,”Mammon what are you saying?—”

“Figure out yourself ya damn deadbeat. I’m done here.” Mammon says bitterly walking away from Lucifer.

He glances at his younger brothers as he walks away.

He sighs deeply, holding his temple as he gently massages it. He murmurs an apology to them before disappearing into the house.

…as for Lucifer.

The remaining four turn to their eldest brother.

But it seems the eldest was glued to his spot—replaying the words in his head over and over.

He can feel his hands shaking.

Just a simple sentence….a couple of words.

And they were able to twist a knife into Lucifer’s chest and kill off all the pride Lucifer had left.

The energy surrounding Lucifer was threatening.. it felt hostile.

“Leave.” Lucifer demanded.

And that’s exactly what they did.

——

“Ahh-That was so scary.” Asmo tells him three brothers as they gather in the attic.

Beel hums in agreement,”I’ve never seen Mammon so angry before.”

“Mammon?? But did you see the way Lucifer reacted when Mammon said-“ Belphie comments before stopping abruptly.

“This is so weird..” Levi admits,”I say we just go back to our rooms and hope they figure it out themselves.”

Asmo glares Levi,”That’s not an option and you know it.”

Beel hums again in agreement.

Levi sulks with a sigh,”Yeah I know…but isn’t there a chance we can make things worse by getting involved? I mean look at Mammon, he got involved and look what happened to him.”

“That’s true,” Belphie nods his head in agreement as he crosses him arms.

“No it’s not!” Asmo exasperates,” We should at least try and figure out what’s actually going on, we owe it to them to try-“

“I agree.” Beel says,”Mammon is always there for us when things like this happen, Lucifer is always getting us out of trouble too…as for Satan-“ Beel mumbles the last part,”We owe him that much.”

The other brothers look at Beel surprised by his declaration.

Belphie let’s out a sigh,”You’re right Beel.”

Levi nods,”Yeah.”

Asmo smiles at his younger brother,” Agreed.”

“I guess we should try and figure out how this all started then..”Levi tells them.

“Right!” Asmo tells him,”I’d have to say it starts with Satan’s weird behavior these past weeks,”He’s totally been avoiding us as much as he can.”

There’s a nod of agreements.

“But when did that start?” Belphie asks,”was there something that could’ve triggered Satan?”

Levi shakes his head,”Not that I know of, but he did explode yesterday at the festival..and now that I think about it….when we’d ask him about stuff regarding the festival he seemed distant.”

“That’s true,”Beel says,”Don’t you remember Lucifer saying he contributed the least amount at breakfast?”

“That’s right!” Asmo says,”Usually he’s really the only one put his back and bone into events like this.”

“It clearly bothered him..considering what he did to that poor fork.” Belphie says with a nervous expression with Asmo nodding his head in agreement.

“But if he was bothered by the idea of the festival, why did he agree to it?” Levi asks genuinely unsure.

The brothers sit in thought. Usually if Satan doesn’t like something he’d say it outright.

“If I had to guess…”Belphie says with a dry laugh ,”Probably because Lucifer didn’t want to do it.”

“Yeah..that sounds like Satan.” Levi agrees.

“Do you think Lucifer thought something like this might happen?” Beel asks.

“It wouldn’t be out of character for Lucifer to think a few steps ahead of everyone…but I don’t know…” Belphie says,”He did seem pretty surprised yesterday at Satan’s meltdown....”

Everyone becomes silent.

After all, they didn’t get there until the very end of what they assume was Lucifer stopping Satan’s wrath.

Lucifer’s expression carried worry and concern across his face. He almost looked guilty.

“What happened?!” Asmo rushes as he sees Lucifer standing with an unconscious Satan in his arms.

“He did it again…”Levi says with a concerned expression.

“Satan…”Beel says glumly.

“I knew it was a bad idea to let him leave.” Belphie sighs.

The scene had both Satan and Lucifer with tattered clothes. Just how much happened in such a short amount of time?

Lucifer’s expression changes.

It looks sad as his demonic form fades away.

Sad for the blonde boy as he held up his unconscious body in his arms.

Lucifer reaches to move the blondes hair out of his face but hesitates, pulling away.

He sighs deeply, obviously troubled,”I’ll let Diavolo know what happened later, for now let’s section this area off…and go home.”

And that’s what happens.

They go home.

And they don’t follow Lucifer as he carries Satan up to his room.

“His face was so..”Asmo says,”I’ve never seen either of them like that…well not since…” He‘s at a lost for words.

“Yeah…”Belphie croaks out.

Beel nods in agreement.

“But I thought Satan was like…okay now?” Levi asks,”I thought we helped him get through that?”

“I thought so too,”Asmo tells him as he puts a hand to his face in frustration,”I’m sure we did. It has to be something else then.”

“What about what Mammon said?” Belphie asks,”He called Satan Lucifer’s son. He was really pissed off at Lucifer.”

There’s an uneasy tension in the room again.

“…..”

“….”

“Ah! This is so weird and confusing!” Asmo breaks the silence with a groan.

“Ughh.” Levi complains.

“Alright alright. So from what I’ve gathered Satan disliked the festival. And Something happened from that day to the day of the festival between Satan and Lucifer?” Belphie asks.

“No- We would’ve known something about an argument or discourse if something did happen between those two,”Levi tells him.

“Then what the hell is it?!” Belphie yells out,”If nothing happened between them then why did they all react in such a way??”

Asmo sighs,”Whatever it is, Mammon must’ve tried to console Satan about it. But that didn’t work out….clearly.”

“It looked like…. Like Mammon had a guilty expression on his face when he got thrown out...” Beel says,”At least from what I saw..”

“But what would Mammon feel guilty about? If anyone is less responsible for Satan’s behavior lately, it’s Mammon. “ Levi tells him,”After all he did volunteer to deliver him breakfast this morning.”

“Mmm breakfast …”Beel says. He’s ignored.

“Yeah, Mammon was really the only one who looked after him after he was born.” Belphie mumbles.

“Ugh! Don’t remind me! I still hate myself for ever feeling that way to someone who’s family -“Asmo admits,”Even so! We were forgiven for that! We even all cried it out together!”

There are hums of agreement.

“So..the problem …is most likely Lucifer and Satan?” Belphie tilts his head in confusion.

“Isn’t it always them anyways? Satans always hated Lucifer.” Asmo responds.

“They never got along. That much we know. So what changed?” Levi questions,”Lucifer is the only one acting the same - Satan’s the one who started acting different …”

“I can’t put my finger on it ,”Belphie says,”call it a gut feeling…or beels hunger …but…my guess…is this is all because of the way Lucifer’s been treating Satan…”

“Huh? How is it any different than before?” Levi asks.

“Think about it, why else would Mammon get involved?”

“I don’t know, he’s Mammon.” Asmo makes his argument.

“No- like really think about it. This isn’t the first time Mammon’s argued with Lucifer …even if not to this degree..it feels similar... It’s happened before- back when-…when Satan…when he tried to…“ Belphie murmurs out.

Beel touches his twin brothers shoulder, shaking his head urging him not to continue.

“Don’t say more.” Asmo says looking down at the ground in shame as he covers his ears and eyes ,” I don’t want to remember… I don’t want to.”

(Imma put trigger warning here, brief mention of an attempt )

“I can’t believe you!” Mammon yells at Lucifer,”So you show you care for a few days and then go back to being a heartless son of a bitch? Do you not care about what just happened?! Do you not realize how pathetic you look?! There’s no pride in neglecting someone who needs you right now!”

“I told you before Mammon, I can’t stop everything that’s happening for Satan’s sake… I can’t. You need to understand someone has to make sure you all have roofs over your heads!” Lucifer’s tone changes into one with discontent,”How can you say I’m being neglectful when all I’ve done and sacrificed is for your sakes!”

“Cant you see?! We’re falling apart out here! All that won’t matter if you can’t get your act straight!”

Lucifer turns away from Mammon as he touches his temple of his head with his fingers ,”Mammon…” He says in a serious tone,”I don’t know why you’re so insistent about Satan. I already told you. He’s our brother, you know I care for him.”

“I held him Lucifer!” Mammon voice cracks,”In my arms. And I couldn’t feel him.”

Lucifer looks back at his brother with a pained expression,”Im sorry Mammon.”

“Why ..why can’t you..just love him…”Mammon pleads.

“I do love him.”

“That’s not what I mean and you know it.”

“I can’t love him any other way.” He turns away from his younger brother.

“He’s your-!”

“Mammon.” Lucifer interrupts him with a warning,”He’s our brother. So let it go.”

Lucifer walks away.

“Don’t walk away from me when I’m talking to you!” Mammon warns.

“Handle it yourself. I’m done here.”

“Lucifer!”

Lucifer ignores him.

No response.

“Dammit Lucifer! Stop acting like Fath-!!!” Mammon says before being startled by the feeling of a smaller hand touching his arm.

“It’s okay Mammon. It’s not worth being upset over. That’s just who he is.”

Mammon looks down at his younger brother with nothing but surprise.

“You shouldn’t be here..” Mammon tells him,”you should be taking it easy..”

“It’s okay. I’m okay now. My brothers made me feel better.”

Mammon turns to the door, to find his other younger siblings watching nervously.

He glances back in Lucifer’s direction, only to see him gone. He lets out a sigh of relief.

“You guys can come out, it’s alright.” Mammon tells them. They step out and Mammon watches as Satan runs to Beel, who picks him up with ease and a smile.

“Well I definitely missed something.” Mammon says watching the event unfold in front of him.

He watches as Asmo wipes a present tear from his eye as he cuddles Satan lovingly,”You could say that.”

Satan scowls at Asmo’s sudden display of affection but the fifth born pays no mind to it.

“He’s like a little cat.” Belphie tells him,”Isn’t that right Lev?”

“Yeah he’s a cute little brother or whatever. I guess. For now.” Leviathan crosses his arms.

Mammon watches his brothers with a thoughtful expression. He turns in the direction in which Lucifer left. He lets out a sigh before turning back to his younger brothers.

There is happy yet relieved smile from him,”Yeah he is. Isn’t he?”

It’s quiet for a while as the brothers recall the distant past.

“Were we wrong?” Asmo asks quietly,”We were wrong to just have accepted Lucifer’s word like that?”

“Lucifer told us to call him our brother- so that’s what we did-“ Levi yells out in desperation,”I mean- “

“what else were we suppose to tell him? No?”

“Maybe we could’ve said something-“Asmo admits,”…I won’t lie …and say I was a bit confused by Satan’s birth ..it always felt weird to call him my little brother.. maybe that’s why…I found it hard to get along with him at first..”

“I also found it really odd..”Beel tells them.

“Well it’s not like we can change the past so there’s no use dwelling on it.” Belphie sighs.

“But still!” Asmo tells them,”Something tells me we contributed to Satan’s meltdown…again.”

Levi let’s out a long frustrated sigh,”Well what are we suppose to do now? It’s not like we can force Lucifer to accept Satan…even if he does, I highly doubt Satan is going to welcome him with open arms.”

“Accept him how?” Asmo asks crossing his arms, ”Just exactly what are we expecting to happen?”

“I don’t know! Something ?!” Levi exclaims,”I just want things to go back to normal! If only Lucifer had just-“ Levi stammers,”If h-he had ..just .... “

Levi let’s out another deep sigh.

“Now I get how Satan and Mammon feel.” Levi murmurs.

His younger brothers look at him with a surprised expression.

“Stop staring at me!” Levi scowls,”Its just-“

“—Even though he calls Satan his brother—“ He shakes his head,”And he says he loves him- it’s just not the same thing…It’s not! The man who’s suppose to be your father …refuse to acknowledge you as much.. I’ve played too many games with this plot line to know how it usually ends!…”

“This is real life Levi!” Asmo huffs at him. A few quiet seconds go by before he quietly asks Levi,”how does it usually end?”

Levi has a glum expression,”You don’t wanna know.”

“You’re not helping!” Asmo let’s out a groan.

Belphie rubs his hand through his own hair to relieve tension,”I guess when you put it that way..I’d be pretty upset about it too… but that doesn’t mean the Anti-Lucifer League is changing its core values and goals - ”

“Oh shut up.” Asmo throws a pillow at him.

“Oof!”

“Yeah..”Beel hums,”It doesn’t help that Lucifer hardly bats an eye Satan’s way either. Unless, of course, Satan is getting into trouble…”

“We can’t just put all the blame on Lucifer!” Asmo argues.

“He’s Satan’s dad!” Levi argues back.

“But! Lucifer has done a lot for us! - he puts roof over our head, feeds us, and let’s indulge in our sins occasionally - he’s not all that heartless! I know he cares- he does! He’s a great brother! Sure he’s not all touchy feely all the time but that’s not something we should reprimand him for! can’t we at least see try to see his perspective before putting all blame on him?”

“The truth Asmo…is that Satan is Lucifer’s son. Whether we like to admit it or not…..Lucifer can be a great brother, but he can also be a shit dad.”Belphie determines.

Asmo crosses his arms once more with a sigh,”When you put it like that…l”

The room gets silent again.

“So….what now?” Asmo asks.

“Dunno.” Belphie replies.

“We’re literally right back at the beginning!” Levi cries in annoyance,”This feels like a problem between Satan and Lucifer— and those two are the most stubborn pricks I know!! Nothing is ever gonna get fixed if we don’t do SOMETHING.”

“So what do you propose we do?” Asmo asks,”I mean when it comes to touchy feely, those two are completely hopeless.. So that’s a total lost cause.”

Belphie groans,”It won’t matter if it doesn’t come from Lucifer.”

“Agreed. I think it’s time we tell Lucifer how we really feel. Maybe he’ll open up to the idea more about Satan...” Beel says.

“I think it’s a start.” Levi hums as Asmo agrees.

“So what about Mammon?” Belphie asks,”He’s pretty upset at Lucifer as well. Do you think maybe we should talk to him first?”

“It’s worth a shot.” Levi tells,”Though I don’t know if he’ll be up for it.”

“I think it’s best we give him some space…he might still be emotional from earlier... We should talk to him before dinner though.” Beel tells them. They all nods heads.

“So it’s settled, we talk to Mammon. Then we talk to Lucifer.”

“Why do I feel like this won’t end well.” Levi sighs.

“That’s because it never does.”

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ohh yeah, now the real angst is coming.

next part is the talk with 💕Mammon💕 and finally SOME COMFORT LOLOL

will we finally get Lucifer’s pov ?

Hi hi hi it’s the author again! Originally this was only going to be two chapters long but I got so into writing I couldn’t help myself. Ahhh I swear comfort is coming soon, maybe lololol

Also, not that some care but I originally wrote in Mammon finding Satan but felt it would be too much for people . T-T

I was also gonna add Satan’s brothers finally accepting Satan as family during a flashback but personally I feel like the story isn’t centered around that but around his relationship to Lucifer and the way it’s affecting his relationships with everyone else.

Even though I purposely left out Lucifer interactions for chapter 1 and most of chapter 2

Anyways I’m sure there’s spelling errors and stuff in here I’ll get to eventually so forgive me >.<

I ranted on for too long! Sorry!

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(Neko! MC just casually running around to mischievously smack Lucifer's ass)

(And she does this in front of the other brothers and Diavolo because our bold MC has no shame!)

Lucifer had woken up very angry this morning, he had gone to bed around 2 AM because his paperwork kept him up. He had gotten up and gotten dressed in his normal everyday clothing.

The air around the House of Lamentation was very tense, all the brothers could feel it. They chalked it down to one simple reason, Lucifer was having a bad morning.

You, being the sweet and kind but mischievous MC, couldn't feel the intense atmosphere like the brothers could. You happily got dressed and left your room, as you made your way to the kitchen to help Levi and Satan make breakfast, you hum to yourself.

Lucifer sighed as he made his way to the dining room, he heard your humming. Normally, your voice wouldn't bother him, in fact, on a normal day, he found your voice very soothing. Today however..... He was very annoyed, anything wrong thing could set him off, you however had plans today and even if they'd set him off, you wouldn't halt said plans.

Lucifer took a slower route to the dining room, as he was walking, your humming had stopped, he sighed in relief and continued on, he was exhausted and blissfully unaware of you coming up behind him.

You smirked to yourself, with you being small and fairly petite, your footsteps were very light. You slowly approached Lucifer from behind and as you smirked even more, you lifted your hand and down came a hard smack to Lucifer's ass.

Lucifer halted his movements as he felt such a rough blow on his rear end, his eyebrows furrow and he slowly turns around, only to see you running the other route to the kitchen while giggling to yourself. Lucifer only growled and turned back to continue walking. He wasn't in the mood to chase you down or lecture you, he just wanted to get breakfast, get through his meetings, and finish the day.

You giggled to yourself as you practically pranced into the kitchen where Levi and Satan were already cooking.

Satan finishes cracking and seasoning the many red speckled devil eggs in the pan on the stove. "What's got you so giggly this morning, MC?"

Levi grabs the acidic devil blood orange juice from the fridge, he turns to look at you as well. "Yeah..... How are you so happy? Can't you feel the overwhelming atmosphere? Lucifer did not wake up in a good mood today.... We can all feel it."

You only giggle and bounce around the kitchen, grabbing the lamentatoes, a knife, and a cutting board, you start cutting and frying the lamentatoes. You smile to yourself and answer the Third and Fourth demon brothers. "I just gave Lucifer a huge surprise this morning, he probably didn't enjoy it but I don't care. What matters is, he didn't expect it." You say as your soft little black cat tail swishes around, seeming to have a mind of it's own.

Satan only sighs as he goes back to preparing the eggs, he adds the proper spices as you fry the lamentatoes and Levi pours the blood orange juice into a pitcher. "Honestly MC..... You're gonna get yourself killed if you aren't careful. When you mess with Lucifer on days like this.... You better be lucky he doesn't snap your neck...."

You only smile and continue to let the lamentatoes fry until they're soft. "Oh Satan.... That's rich coming from the guy who started the "anti Lucifer league." I'm fine, I got away from Lucifer before he even turned around."

Levi shakes his head and waits for you and Satan to finish talking. "No MC.... You don't understand. You don't know our older brother like we do. When he's angry, he can be even crueler and more sadistic than he is on a normal day. He won't hesitate to punish you, when he's angry, you won't get warnings, there won't be any lectures..... It's straight to punishment."

You smile and shrug, you pull the cut lamentatoes out of the oil and you season them. "He won't do anything to me.... I know he won't. He's worried about tainting his reputation and angering Diavolo."

Satan pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs. He plates the eggs and starts to prepare the poison apple yogurt that Lucifer enjoys. "Right.... I forgot that you and Lord Diavolo have a 'bond' of sorts...."

Levi only snickers at that and leans on his elbows on the counter. "LOL. That's vague. You mean that they fuck constantly and Lucifer's jealous..."

Satan rolls his eyes and grumbles as he then cuts the devil orange pears and the lamented peaches. "Yes.... That's exactly what I mean.... Thank you Levi."

You laugh as the two brothers bicker amongst themselves. "I'm shocked you two know. I wouldn't put it past Asmo or Mammon but you two? That's shocking. You aren't wrong though." You smile as you pick up the large plate of the cut and fried lamentatoes. "I'll wait for y'all in the dining room!"

You walk out of the kitchen, carrying the lamentatoes and the pitcher of blood orange juice. You set them on the table, the other brothers anxiously await to get their food, none of them are very talkative today. You sit down in your usual spot as Levi and Satan bring out the rest of the food that they have prepared.

Satan sits down and so does Levi. When all the food is set in place, the brothers start filling their plates. You get up and pour Lucifer some coffee instead of the blood orange juice. You smirk and pinch Lucifer's butt, even though he's sitting down.

Lucifer growls and glares at you as you sit down. He takes a sip from his coffee, his dark red eyes hold your gaze as he speaks. "Enough, MC. I'm not in the mood to deal with your mischievous antics today."

You disregard what he's saying as you smirk and put some juice in your glass, your cute little black cat ears twitch on your head and your tail only slides against Lucifer's thigh. "Whatever you say.... Luci~" You fill your plate and eat, ignoring all the brothers.

After hearing what you said, all of the brothers are shocked by your playful audacity, even Lucifer is shocked. He shakes his head and goes back to drinking his coffee, he doesn't have the energy to care.

You smirk in triumph, knowing Lucifer can't resist your cat like charm. You eat your breakfast and go back to your room to work on any missing assignments you may have for RAD.

Hours pass by as you work, you weren't too behind, you had a few short assignments done and now you were working on an essay. You were in the middle of finishing your final draft when you hear Lucifer calling your name from downstairs.

You smile to yourself, trying to find a good way to tease the already irritated Lucifer. You get up from your spot at your desk and leave your room to head to the foyer to meet Lucifer. "Yes Luci Goose~?" You say as you skip down the stairs, landing in front of a very annoyed Lucifer you continue to tease him. "Aww!!! Some sexy, prideful demon not happy today~? That's a shame...."

Lucifer's eyebrows furrow as he glares at you, he crosses his tense arms and the sura surrounding him darkens. "Enough, MC. Next time I have to tell you, you'll be in a significant amount of trouble."

You scoff and playfully roll your own eyes and you cross your arms as well. "Oh what a tragedy..... What are you gonna do? Give me a lecture in your dark and scary Daddy voice? Or maybe you'll spank me?" You smirk and lean slightly to the side and you put one hand on your hip. "So many possibilities...."

Lucifer's gaze only darkens as he snarls. He starts thinking to himself. "The audacity of this human- cat- thing....." He glares down at you and shakes his head.

You sigh, becoming bored of how negative Lucifer is, you then stand normally. "What did you call me down here for?"

Lucifer smirks and turns around, he walks out the front door and down the steps, he'd left the door open, he expected you to follow him with no complaints.

You just blink at the the open door, you roll your eyes and follow Lucifer out, shutting the door, you walk down the stairs and follow Lucifer while thinking to yourself. "I suppose I'm just going to the meeting with him.... Great." Then, the thought of Lord Diavolo fills your mind and you smile to yourself, you look up at Lucifer's back and you smirk, having formulated a plan in your head.

When you and Lucifer arrive at the castle, Barbatos is already standing at the open door, waiting to invite you in. Once you all enter the castle, Barbatos leads you and Lucifer to Lord Diavolo's office.

Lucifer knocks and Diavolo speaks from inside, a brief 'come in!' Is heard by you, Lucifer, and Barbatos. Barbatos opens the door and steps in, he holds the door open for you and Lucifer.

You walk in with Lucifer and you both stand in front of Diavolo's desk. Lord Diavolo looks up from his short stack of paperwork, he smiles broadly as his eyes fall on you and Lucifer. "Ahh!!! Lucifer, MC!!! I'm glad you could join me today! I'm in desperate need of your assistance. Follow me!" He says and stands up, he walks over to and out the door you and Lucifer had come through.

You smirk as Diavolo gestures for you to go hide, you go hide as Lucifer continues to follow Barbatos and Diavolo, he listens to them both drone on about ideas for a royal jubilee ball.

Several minutes later, Lucifer, Diavolo, and Barbatos walk past the room you're hiding in. You smirk and quietly sneak out. You quietly catch up to the group of demons. Once you get close enough, you raise your hand high and land a painful smack to Lucifer's ass.

Lucifer lets out a slight yell of surprise and he changes into his demon form. His horns sprout from his head and you back up quickly to avoid the blow of Lucifer's wings. His hand immediately moves to touch his ass and he sighs angrily.

You giggle at Lucifer's reaction. Lord Diavolo lets out a boisterous laugh and Barbatos attempts to hold in his chuckles.

You burst out laughing as Lucifer turns sharply to glare at you, he speaks in a menacing tone. "You insolent little.... In front of my brothers first, now in front of Diavolo! Really?!"

You only giggle harder as he glares at you. Your car ears flatten against your head and your tail swishes about wildly. "Get wrecked, you horny prideful bitch!"

Lucifer's eyes widen at what you just said, Lucifer hears Diavolo's uncontrollable laughter and Barbatos' amused chuckles. He turns back to them. "This isn't funny!!!"

You smirk and take your chance to slap Lucifer's ass again, you giggle as Lucifer goes rigid and starts to slowly turn around. You turn around and run. You giggle violently as you run from Lucifer.

Lucifer only looks at your retreating form. Suddenly, his shocked expression turns to one of amusement. He smirks, crosses his arms and lets out a dark chuckle. "So they were in on this...." He says, thinking about the still laughing Diavolo and Barbatos. "Fine.... If that's how MC wants to play...... Let's play. It's Daddy's turn now~"

And with that, Lucifer starts to chase you around the castle, Diavolo and Barbatos continue to laugh as they watch on. Diavolo stops laughing for a mere minute. "This opportunity was just too funny and too amazing to pass up."

Barbatos ceases his chuckles and watches you and Lucifer chase each other around. "Indeed, My Lord.... Indeed."

You and Lucifer spent the rest of the day playing hide and seek in the castle, Lord Diavolo and Barbatos had joined as well but you ended up winning. You managed to impress and gained the respect of Lucifer, Lord Diavolo, and Barbatos, Well done.

(Holy crap this was long.... It took me hours to complete. I hope you like it!)

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