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satansreadingglasses · 2 years

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So nsfw question but since it’s cannon that Lucifer spoils mammon do you think Lucifer would share mc with mammon?

UM YES??

i've never thought about this before, but i love it.

(reader is female, but if you wanted a GN version, i could make that version too)

Mammon x MC x Lucifer. 1.7k words.

warnings- cuckold, threesome, voyeurism, blowjob, pet names, reader wears a skirt (mentioned very briefly), cunnilingus,

a/n. i didn't proofread this, and the ending is super rushed.

You were Lucifer's girlfriend, but he couldn’t help but feel bad. You hardly ever acted like it. At least, to him. You would always spend time shopping with his other brothers or walking to school with them, when he was very capable of doing it himself.

You and Mammon were the worst of it. He would often see you laughing with Mammon outside his door, waiting for him to finish his work. Mammon’s hand reaching out to your waist, but pulling back as he entered the hall. You always played dumb about it too.

But Lucifer couldn’t be mad at either of you. He loved his brothers, and he loved you. Even Mammon. So he decided to come up with a plan.

You had been sitting on Lucifer's bed, coincidentally texting Mammon who was on his way home from another shopping trip. Mammon suddenly stopped answering your messages, so you set your phone down and flopped backwards onto Luci’s bed.

You smiled and curled up into a ball on it, it still smelled just like your lovely boyfriend. You were too busy thinking about him, to notice him walk into the room. You snapped up when you felt his leg on your thigh.

He gave you a gentle smile. “Hi! You’re back!” You grinned at him. He squeezed more on your thigh and wrapped his other arm around your waist and pulled in closer. He only let go of you when you were practically straddling his lap. “Luci…” Your eyes were half lidded while you craned your neck down to kiss him gently.

It wasn’t uncommon for the two of you to makeout or even have sex daily. But it was almost never this sudden. You didn’t mind it though, Lucifer was just too much. You ran your fingers through his hair, giving him goosebumps when your fingernails scraped against his scalp.

“Mc…” He stared up at you, a look of awe in his eyes. You couldn’t help but feel flustered under his gaze. He gripped your hips and lifted you off his lap. You squeaked slightly in surprise as he flipped you around underneath him, he looked down at you, an odd look on his face. You couldn’t quite place it, but he didn’t once stop.

He immediately started kissing down your jaw and neck, stopping just above your breasts. He glanced up at you, his hands moving up and down your thighs, occasionally squeezing harshly. You nodded and shut your eyes, tossing your head back against the mattress.

You felt an absence and some shuffling around, then a new pair of hands on your hips. Your eyes shot open and you saw Mammon, pupils blown wide and his mouth ajar. “Hey MC…” He could only form a small smirk, and his voice was shaky.

“Mammon, what the hell?!” You looked over at Luci, who was standing back a few feet. He hurried forward and leaned to your side, Mammon’s eyes were still scanning you.

“I’m sorry, darling. I should’ve told you first.” He gave you a kiss on your cheek and then moved so close that his lips brushed against your ear. “Do you want him to fuck you?” It didn’t sound like a trick or a trap. He sounded genuine. You looked back at Mammon.

You couldn’t lie to Luci. You’d thought about Mammon before, you’d never wanted to cheat. But if Luci was about to allow it, why the hell not? You turned to Luci, who was watching you with a loving smile. You nodded and Luci stood. Taking a seat in the chair across the room.

He kept his hands folded in his lap as you looked up at Mammon. “Hi.” he mumbled, his gaze never flattering. “Hi.” You gave him a small smile and nudged your knee up against his crotch. He choked out a small gasp and looked over at Luci. He had a much more stern look now that you weren’t watching him.

“A-are ya sure yer ok with this?” He looked back at you. “Yes.” You nodded and pushed his face closer to yours by the back of his neck. He quickly shook off his nervousness and kissed you. It was sweet at first, but it got rougher by the second. Harsher. Needier.

He started grinding against your leg, you held him close to you, his face buried in your neck with your hands around his head. “Mammon…” You gasped out as he bit into your neck. You heard Luci shift in his seat and stifle a moan of his own.

You looked over at him, he was fidgeting with his belt buckle while his eyes stayed glued to your face. You felt yourself get all flustered again and turned to hide your face in Mammon’s mess of hair. He had moved his hands to the bottom of your shirt and started to tug at it.

He got off you and pulled it off, his face even brighter than before. “MC… I-” “J-Just take it off…” you motioned to your bra, avoiding eye contact with either of the boys in the room. Mammon hastily agreed and reached around your back and unhooked your bra. You heard both the boys' reactions when Mammon pulled it off.

Mammon’s breath hitched and he tossed the bra aside, landing at Luci’s feet. Mammon looked hungrily down at your tits. Luci, on the other hand. Didn’t make a sound, though his pants did. You had heard a small zipping sound.

You looked over at him, his face bright red and barely covered by his hand. His other hand was already wrapped around his cock. “Luci-” You whined out, he shifted but didn’t answer you. Mammon nipped at your neck again, drawing your attention back to the boy on top of you.

He stood off of you again, this time he pulled his own shirt off. You watched in awe while he stripped. The first to go was his top, quickly followed by his pants. He looked at you, his hand awkwardly pulling at the waistband of his boxers.

You flipped around onto your knees and crawled forward. You slid your fingers underneath the waistband and tugged down his boxers. He wasn’t as big as Luci was, but you weren’t about to complain either. You looked up at Mammon. He was practically drooling at the sight of you in front of his cock. You wrapped your hand around it tenderly. He bit his lower lip, just barely stopping a moan.

He looked down at you and pushed a piece of your hair behind your ear. “You look so pretty..” His eyes scanned your face while you gently started to stroke him. His chest was heaving slightly and his breathing was heavier. You had to admit, he was insanely hot.

Mammon set his hand on top of your head and nudged you forward, glancing at his brother for the okay. With no response, he continued. You opened your mouth and gently started to suck at the tip of his cock. He let out a shaky moan, “S-so warm…” He mumbled and you felt his fingers dig into your scalp. You shut your eyes and started to bob your head back and forth.

You felt Mammon start to buck his hips towards you, hardly able to contain himself as is. You used your hand to stroke whatever you couldn’t fit in your mouth, while your other hand was rubbing your clit quickly.

“F-fuck, MC you look so hot sucking me off.” He whined and pushed your head further till he heard a small gagging noise and let go. You didn’t once stop though, his hands were shaking at his sides now, unknowing of what to do.

Finally Mammon’s hands moved up to his face, both covering his mouth as he tossed his head back. Your mouth was filled with the warm, bitter liquid while Mammon’s hips mindlessly bucked against your face.

He pulled out after a few seconds, huffing. He leaned down and kissed your forehead. You smiled, then jumped at feeling a familiar pair of hands on your back. Luci ran his hands from your lower back to your shoulders. “Did you have fun, pet?” His voice was a sort of mocking tone. You looked over at Mammon, who now looked extremely embarrassed being so exposed.

You nodded. “Yes, Luci.” He tilted your head to the side gently and looked over the hickeys Mammon gave you. “Aww…” He ran his finger over one of the bruises and then kissed it softly. You felt butterflies in your stomach, your body got more excited as he touched you gently.

Mammon reached out and ran his hands over your thighs and hips while Luci kissed your neck and shoulders. “You put on a really good show, pet.” Luci whispered in between kisses. Mammon’s hand slid towards your cunt, pulling down your skirt and panties, he tossed them aside and Luci’s hand replaced Mammon’s in touching you.

He started gently working at your clit, drawing moans from you. Mammon watched intently. Luci pulled you back into his lap, letting you spread your legs further. He didn’t stop once though. The entire time he was cooing praises into your ear and giving you small kisses.

Then he stopped, and inched forward, closer and closer to your cunt. He left sloppy kisses along your inner thighs and looked up at you.

You nodded to him, Luci giving a small nod as well. Mammon then continued. “Fuck MC.” He whined quietly and licked up the slick dripping out of you. You tossed your head back into Luci’s chest, he gave you another couple kisses and held you firmly in place.

Mammon kept it up for a few more minutes, digging his nails into your thighs and looking up at you, his eyes wider than anything you’d seen before. Luci was whispering praises into your ear the whole time. And when you finally came, the two boys had to hold your thighs open together so Mammon could drink it up.

Afterwards Mammon stood and gathered his clothes together while the two of you watched him. Once he’d gotten himself moderately collected he gave you a sweet smile. You mouthed ‘bye’ and smiled back at him. He hurried out and back down the hall.

Luci kept you in a tight hug for the next hour, neither of you saying a word, though you could tell he was insanely happy.

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xans-mindspace · 4 months

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 — ꨄ

featuring the demon brothers !!! — gn reader — my headcanons !!! — red text in brackets = spoilers , dw it’s very clear what the spoilers are for !!! + it’s only like one minor spoiler — wc. 1.4k

ꨄ — lucifer : quality time

lucifer loves to spend time with you. this man canonically has separation anxiety mind you !!! he’d send you a random text like “come to the music room” after a long day, or he’d come up to you while you were spending time with the other brothers & tell ask you to go to his room tonight. you rush to his room, expecting to have an important and urgent conversation as he’d made it sound, only to find lucifer sitting on his sofa, a glass of wine in his unusually bare hand and another glass in front of the sofa across from him, as a calming tune plays on the music player.

if you mention the way he had made his request sound so urgent he’d simply say: “what? aren’t i allowed to spend time with my little lamb anymore?” a cheeky smirk plastered on his face.

you would end up talking to him for hours, and the next thing you know, he had somehow convinced you that walking to your room is too much for your little human body to bear this late into the night, so you found yourself warm in the comfort of his bed and his arms as you drifted off to sleep.

ꨄ — mammon : gift giving

what convinced me that mammon’s love language is gift giving is that one devilgram story (mammon at the office) where he worked his ass off to save up for a matching watch for mc ໒꒰ྀི o̴̶̷̤ ︹ o̴̶̷̤ ꒱ྀིა !!! the fact that he didn’t ask money from others like he usually does (apparent from how much debt he canonically has), ‘cuz he actually wants the gift to come from an authentic place !!! it makes it so much more meaningful <///3 and he thinks that the hard work is all worth it if it’s for you !!!

the way the first thing he thinks to do when he receives a batch of money is to take mc out on a date :( he would absolutely spoil you with anything you have your eyes on. you’d be hanging out with him, casually whining about that one thing you really want as you scrolled mindlessly through your phone. the next day, he’ll show up on your door with the exact thing in his hands !!! he def loves surprising u.

ꨄ — leviathan : quality time

levi’s favorite thing is holing up in his room and playing video games. but you rivaled against these, threatening to take their spot on the number one thing that he loves. but why deny himself both?

levi loves it when you come to his room & play games with him for hours. he used to be so used to being alone in his room, mindlessly playing the next video game he had bought. but now, his room would feel so empty without your presence in it.

it’s stupid and cringe, but levi never really cared about that sort of stuff, but you’re his player 2 !!! back then, he’d read summaries of different games. they piqued his interest. he was about to add it in his cart, before he realized it was a game that can only be played by two people. he was left disappointed before deleting the game out of his cart. he basically beamed when he realized that he can play those strictly co-op games he had to drop now that he has you. he immediately jumped to akuzon and bought every single co-op game he wanted to play but was never able to. and adding a few new ones too ! ໒꒰ྀི´ ˘ ` ꒱ྀིა

ꨄ — asmodeus : physical touch

this was a given. we all know that asmo’s love language is physical touch. he just can’t help it !!! whenever he sees you still sleepy in the morning, your hair so messy, he just has to give you headpats !!! it feels like a crime not to !!!

or whenever you two are out together. walking side by side. your hands would touch and i swear to you it would send electrical shocks from the tips of his fingers to his heart. yes, he seems to always have it together, but asmo’s good at performing, right? his heart would thump just from the littlest touches and he can’t help but to intertwine his fingers with yours, holding your hand in his, feeling it click! like a piece of a puzzle connecting. it might be dramatic, but asmo never denied his love for the dramatics, it’s just who he is.

or when you’re acting oh so obliviously and unintentionally cute. how can he not want to give you a tight hug? his feelings are so explosive that he feels like the closest thing that would do his feelings any justice is to let you feel it, literally. physically.

ꨄ — satan : words of affirmation / acts of service

oh satan the man that you are. satan is a textbook gentleman. he has a way with his words. very direct and shameless when it comes to his expression of his love for you. a romantic at heart, at least ever since he’d met you, that is. a romantic at his core, and he can’t think why he would ever hide that from you. it is your fault, after all.

he would flirt openly, and sappily, and he would not bat a single eye ! he’d write you letters, poems. if he were to gift you something, he’ll take the time to stick a sticky note on it, just a cute lil’ message on it ໒꒰ྀི⸝⸝o̴̶̷᷄ ·̭ o̴̶̷̥᷅⸝⸝꒱ྀི১ he’d give u books & when u open it, you’ll see them fully annotated. i’m talking written little stuff on the margins, color coded tabs / highlights & all !!!

ꨄ — beelzebub : acts of service

BEEL OUR SWEET BOY 💔 he will always ask you for what you want whenever he’s out in madame scream’s. he’d get u your favorite snack whenever he’s out in the convenient store.

if you get sick, or you’re having a bad day, he’d show up on your door with aaaall of your favorite food / snacks. he would put it neatly in a basket, and he’d be the person to make you a bowl of soup or even try to bake for you !!! anything to make you feel happy <3

he would absolutely give you amazing massages. beel is a big boy. & i trust he knows kinesiology & thus he’ll know what to do whenever your body is exhausted or isn’t really working with you. he’d be such a huge help, asking you just lay down so he could help you feel better. he’d even put a snack right beside you just in case! you’d feel ten times better after you feel his firm hands massaging your tense muscles. he’d note the way your body relaxes and melts onto his hands. seeing u feel good makes him v happy too. his big & rough hands, handling you so softly and cautiously. just a total teddy bear :(

ꨄ — belphegor : physical touch

people think asmo is clingy? wait ‘til they see how belphie clings to u whenever u two are alone. he will sleep on every part of your body (lol).

once, lucifer had insisted that belphegor actually try to study since finals are coming, and though his grades are not to be undermined, he should still at least study to be safe. belphie agrees, on the condition that you tutor him. so you do. you were studying together. the night was getting darker and you’d been studying for hours on end. you yourself was growing sleepy, so you couldn’t even blame belphie when his head started to sway and bump against your shoulder multiple times, before settling comfortably on it, nuzzling it beforehand.

it doesn’t even need to be a coincidence, he would just directly ask you to be his pillow (verbatim) because it’s the best way to sleep according to him. he would “borrow” your thighs, setting his head so cozily on your lap as if it was as comfortable as a pillow (or even more). or when you hung out with him and beel in their room. you ended up sleeping in his bed, you’ll be vast asleep when you felt something tickling your neck. sleepily opening your eyes, you’d find belphie’s head on your chest. and if you chose to sleep in beel’s bed? oh, he’d climb right up and slither his arms around your waist without saying a word. it was a little cramped, but how could you deny such an adorable gesture? the next day you wake up with his arms still right where it was when you had fallen asleep. his mouth snoring softly as his warm breath fans and tickles the back of your neck.

a/n: ahhh i finished writing this at 3 am 😭😭😭 it’s storming really hard outside and my eyes are starting to hurt but it was rlly fun to finally write again :-) i hate writing / reading ooc characters so i hope i did your faves justice !!! 😭🙏🏼

#obey me x reader #obey me headcanons #obey me x mc #obey me x you #obey me x gn!reader #obey me shall we date #omswd #obey me male reader #obey me female reader #obey me fem reader #lucifer x reader #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #asmodeus x reader #satan x reader #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #🐰ྀི —xan’s notebook ᝰ.ᐟ #—divider credit goes to @plutism ✧

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slutifer · 4 days

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ｔｏｕｃｈｔａｎｋ

𝗆𝖺𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗆𝖼

𝗐𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: 𝗌𝗆𝗎𝗍 (𝖬𝖣𝖭𝖨) 𝗈𝗋𝖺𝗅 (𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗂𝗏𝗂𝗇𝗀), 𝗉𝗋𝖺𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝖺𝖿𝖺𝖻 𝗀𝖾𝗇𝗂𝗍𝖺𝗅𝗂𝖺 wc: 1068 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝖾: 𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗒 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗂 𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗀 (𝗍𝗈𝗎𝖼𝗁 𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝖻𝗒 𝗊𝗎𝗂𝗇𝗇𝗂𝖾), 𝗂 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗄 𝗈𝖿 𝗆𝖺𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗇 😰 𝗂 𝗃𝗎𝗌𝗍 𝗁𝖺𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗐𝗋𝗂𝗍𝖾 𝗂𝗍,, 𝗍𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗄 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀, 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗈𝗒!! ♡

‘cause he’s so pretty when he goes down on me gold-skinned eager baby, blue shirt out the laundry he tells me he’s gentle when he wants to be so i think he wants to be gentle with me

mammon's eyes glistened as he slowly scanned your face. his thumb traced your lower lip, cupping your chin with a touch so delicate, it was as though you were the most precious gem.

he finally had you alone, quite a rare occasion in the house of lamentation, and he was relishing in it. his greed burned aglow in his chest, the flame being stoked by your warmth radiating through the small distance between your body and his.

you giggled softly at the love struck look on his face and teased his thumb with a swipe of your tongue, his cheeks instantly heating up at the action.

"d-don't tease me, mc." his flustered voice was soft but it seeped through the still air in his room, raising goosebumps on your arms.

you pushed his thumb past your lips, smiling around it and wrapped your fingers around his wrist, holding him in place. he inhaled a sharp breath at your obvious beckoning, pushing his thumb lightly against the press of your tongue.

his tongue peeked out through his lips, dampening them quickly before he removed his thumb from your mouth. you pouted dramatically at the loss of his digit only for mammon to gently push your body down. he hovered above you with his hands pressed against his bed on either side of your head. you took the opportunity to make room for him to slot himself between your legs and he groaned in response, almost instantly laying into your body.

his face found its place in the crook of your neck where he left lingering, open mouth kisses and soft bites.

"so beautiful," he mumbled against your neck.

your hands wrapped around him, pulling his body even closer. he responded most eagerly and pushed his body further into yours, grinding himself against your heat.

"and all for m-me, fuck-" he moaned breathily.

his mouth found yours in a firm kiss, his tongue pushing past your lips. the urgency of his mouth juxtaposed the feather-like caress of his hands traveling from your cheeks, to your neck, and down to your chest. mammon's fingers grazed over your clothed nipple, sending a shiver down your spine. he swallowed your moans as he teased your sensitive nub, responding with his own whimpers when you pressed your own pelvis onto his hardness.

"need to taste ya, treasure." he mumbled against your lips. you moaned in response, your hands tugged lightly on his feathery white hair.

"words, darlin', i need to hear ya." he urged, his fingers trailing down to the elastic of your shorts.

"yes, yes. please, mammon." you bit down on his lip softly.

"good girl," he smirked, pecking your swollen lips once more before he sat up, pulling your shorts and underwear off in one swift movement.

he wasted no time as he positioned his head between your legs, nearly salivating at the sight before him.

"so wet for me already," his breath fanned over your sensitive core and your pussy clenched around nothing, your hands gripping the sheets. he began kissing your inner thighs, slowly inching his way to your wetness.

"ah, m-mammon?" you stutter out, your body shuddering, responding to his lips dragging against your inner thigh.

"yeah, baby?" mammon peeks up at you, eyes glazed over, pupils blown out. he tilts his head, lightly leaning it against your thigh.

"you're so pretty." your voice barely above a whisper, his blush deepened.

"you drive me crazy," a small smile graced his exquisite features. he placed his hands on either side of your thighs pushing your legs further apart, dipping his head down and placing an open mouth kiss to your clit. your body arched off of the bed, hips rising slightly with a rippling pleasure.

your hands shot up, burying themselves in his hair once again. he chuckled lightly before gently sucking on the bundle of nerves. you could no longer control the sounds that escaped your throat as he ran a finger through your folds before pushing two of them into your dripping core. your eyes flutter shut, teeth gritting as he curved his fingers, hitting the sweetest spot.

he began fucking you with his fingers as he focused on lapping up your wetness greedily.

"eyes open. look at me, baby.” he pushed his fingers in roughly, forcing your eyes to snap open. whimpering, you perched yourself up on your elbows and looked down at the beautiful man between your thighs. his hair had become disheveled, strands hanging over his forehead as his frenzied eyes connected with yours.

the sight of mammon between your legs - fingers fucking into you, his mouth expertly working your pussy - was overwhelming, pressure began to build in your lower stomach.

"m-mammonnn," you moaned, unable to think straight, "baby, i'm s-so clo-ose!" you nearly squealed, fingers tightening their grip on his hair, pulling his soaked face closer.

he sped up his movements, the pressure continued to build in your body, your pussy clenching harder around his fingers.

mammon could've cum right then - your voice, your body, your everything. his eyes never left yours, taking in the sight of your fucked out face, tits bouncing as he pressed his fingers into you. you were his human, all his.

you took my breath away so now i can’t suck in my stomach around you anymore

“cum for me, baby.” he moaned against your wetness. the vibrations of his voice pulsed through you and almost as though a switch flipped inside of you, you screamed out, throwing your head back as you reached your orgasm. sparks went off all over your body, stars blurring your vision. your body tightened around mammon's fingers as you rode out your release, heart pounding against your ribcage.

he placed a delicate kiss on your thigh, removing his fingers. you sucked in a light breath through your teeth at the sudden emptiness, watching as mammon sucked his fingers into his mouth.

"all mine." he smirked, leaning down and pressing his lips to yours. you moaned at the taste of yourself on him, sitting up and pushing him onto his back. mammon's eyes were wide, his mouth slightly agape.

"my turn." you smiled devilishly, straddling his hips.

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mvskedxrtist · 4 months

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I-I'm your Good Demon!

Wᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: PwP, Mommy Kink, Brat Taming, Humiliation Kink, Praise, Degration, Overstimulation, Thigh Riding

Nᴏᴛᴇ: First post of the year!! We've made it to 2024 and I promise this year will be full of smut and much more fandoms. So I think to celebrate the new year, let's go with a big bang!

AFAB!Reader x Mammon - I-I'm your Good Demon!

Now, was Mammon regretting his words from earlier? A bit but he couldn't really think much. But what happened for that to be his thought process? Well let's see:

You had been dating Mammon after he helped you get a pact with Leviathan, appreciating all the help and him even stepping in to protect you when his younger brother tried to attack you. And in return of that, you gave him love and attention that he always wanted.

He was always a good boy, while yes being greedy and spending his money, he made time for you and would always try to be the best that he can for your praise. Well most of the time he was like this. In some situations like now, Mammon was an absolute brat. Always acting like he was bigger than you and try to fool people that he's the one in charge in the relationship when the both of you know, it's you.

And that's what he was doing the entire day at RAD. Of course at RAD, Mammon doesn't want those lower demons to be teasing him about how weak he is to be falling for a human an he kept talking on and on about how he's not. "The human is weak, I have no idea what you idiots are talking about. I only stick with her because she begs me to do so." Now, of course at the same time, you we're walking with Beelzebub when you noticed your boyfriend and heard his words. You were pissed, of course you were! What did he mean that you beg him to stick with you.

"Ahem." You fake coughed and glared at the other demons and Mammon. When the Avatar of Greed heard your voice and turned around, he knew he was fucked when they were home.

It was late at night when Mammon had gotten a text from you, telling you to come into your room. He was a bit excited but also confused. Did he get away scot free from his words? He didn't know. You left him by himself once you went back to the House of Lamentation. You were sticking in your room and if you did went out, you didn't speak to him. That entire afternoon, Mammon was getting annoyed from being annoyed and tried to get your attention but nothing. So he left you alone, until now.

The demon had walked towards your room and opened the door when his eyes widened from seeing you naked and laying on your bed waiting for him. "H-human!! What in Diavolo are you doing!? What if it wasn't me who opened the door and saw your body?" He screamed a bit but closed the door and locked it so no one could come in. "Oh I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to be so delicate about being naked in my own room." You told him with a neutral tone and rolled your eyes before pinning him onto the bed, ripping his clothes off him except his boxers and sitting on top of his thigh.

"So, I beg for you to always follow me, huh?" You asked him with a sinister smirk while his purple eyes looked at you in shock and worry. "I-I didn't mean it like that, babe. You know how I am with my reputation." "Yeah I know... That doesn't mean you get away with that~ so right now you're going to stay put and watch. No touching me at all. And if I do feel a touch.. Then it's punishment time~" You gave him a sinister smirk as you slowly started to grind on his thigh, moaning softly while Mammon watched you in all of your glory.

Mammon was excited to see what he might get as a prize since he wouldn't touch you but in his own thoughts, he didn't seem to realize only five minutes after you had told him and started grinding on him did he press his leg against you more. He had snapped out of his thoughts when he felt you kissing his neck. "Finally, baby.." You whispered in his ear and he looked down to see his leg touching you, nervous for his punishment. "S-sorry Mommy.."

You adored what he called you. Mommy. He had done it unintentionally when you lost your first time together and it just stuck in private. "...I don't think you are slut~" You told him and smirked while sliding yourself down on his cock, moans coming from the both of you.

Mammon just watched you ride his cock endlessly, whimpers and whines coming from the Avatar of Greed. You were kissing his neck while riding him, feeling him stretch you out while he already looked like a fucked out slut.

You slapped his chest which made him moan even louder, his dazed eyes focusing on you once again while you bounced up and down his cock, grunts coming from you. "Keep your eyes on me brat~ I'm letting this get off easily for you~" You whispered in his ear while he whimpered and started throbbing inside of you. "I-I'm sorry Mommy! I'll try to be a good boy~" "I know you will baby~" You kept riding his cock harder for the next half hour until Mammon tapped your thigh and started begging.

"M-mommy~ c-can I please cum?~ I promise I'll be a good demon!" "Aww.. You're begging.. Just like you told those demons that I did~ honestly you're such a slut for thinking that you got away from this situation~ you wouldn't want people seeing you like this, now would you?" When you looked down at him and saw him blushing furiously while looking down at his sides, you got your answer right away.

"You fucking would!! You're such a damn brat and a hypocrite! You'd get off on those lower demons watching you get fucked by a human like me huh? Maybe I should just fuck you in front of them next time you say something like that~" You smirked and slapped his chest as he moaned and whimpered. "You want to be a slut so badly for me~ cum." You whispered in his ear and Mammon took it as a go ahead and stopped thrusting to cum inside of you.

"T-thank you Mommy~" He whispered softly and smiled at you while you smiled and started riding him once again. Mammon looked surprised and started moaning louder, covering his face a bit in embarrassment from his own whorish moans. "I-I thought we were done!~" He whined and knew he wasn't allowed to touch you so he just kept watching you ride his cock so easily.

"No we aren't~ why would my good demon be finished so quickly? Unless you aren't my good demon?" "N-no I am! The great Mammon is always your good demon!" "Then take it, baby boy~"

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pearl-dragon-cavern · 9 months

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#obey me shall we date #om crack #obey me mammon #obey me asmodeus #fem!mc #Thirteen x fem!mc #crying mammon noises #obey me memes #obey me mc #obey me thirteen

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mentallyillbutokay · 1 year

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Thirteen: Want to be my girlfrien?

fem!MC: Don't you mean girlfriend?

Thirteen: Huh?

fem!MC: You forgot the 'd'

Thirteen: Don't you worry about the D, darling

Also Thirteen, winking: You'll get that later

Levi: This is a verbal conversation!

Mammon: Oi, how woulddya know, yer otaku?

fem!MC, grabbing Thirteen's hand: Let's go make babies!

Thirteen: Heck yeah!

Lucifer, drinking his 10th mug of coffee: That...that cannot anatomically be possible...

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#fyp #obey me #obey me!#obey me headcanons #obey me crack #obey me incorrect quotes #obey me mc #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me lucifer #obey me thirteen #mc x thirteen #obey me thirteen and mc are totes lovers #this literally happened #i am fem!mc so i know #fem!reader #the lesbians

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devildom-moss · 10 months

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Hello, could you write a scenario for Diavolo and a chubby f!mc who's really shy and self conscious, in which he helps her be more confident, specially in bed. Thank you and have a good day/night!

Thank you for the request. I'm sorry this took way longer than I hoped. But, it is relatively long. I got too into the plot, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless. I tried.

Diavolo giving chubby f!mc a confidence boost

(Diavolo x f!MC)

(NSFW) (NSFW tags: slightly sub!Diavolo, afab!MC, begging, praise, oral - receiving, multiple orgasm, face riding, overstimulation, mild foodplay why do I keep doing this to him??) (other stuff: plot heavy!, "my love" used on MC, negative body image and low self-esteem, food guilt mentions)

Word Count: +4,300

Diavolo had brought you to another fancy party. One of the nobles from out of town had invited him to a massive resort; they also provided a hotel room for each guest and their plus one – should they decide to bring someone. Diavolo was determined to whisk you away and ensure that you enjoyed your time with him. He even bought you an outfit prior to your trip. It was gorgeous (perhaps because Barbatos and Asmo had assisted him with procuring an outfit complete with accessories). Although the outfit was primarily black, there were hints of your current favorite (chromatic) color in some of the details. Diavolo had put so much thought into this.

So, you were disappointed in yourself when you changed and stared, dejected, into the mirror. Everything fit perfectly, but when you looked at yourself, it felt like maybe you didn’t fit them properly. It was too late to get another outfit, so you would have to stomach (poor wording – you didn’t really want to think about your stomach) walking into the party while feeling like this.

You let out a shaky breath and firmly placed a (figurative) mask on – this, too, fit you perfectly. So much so that Diavolo beamed cluelessly at you when you stepped out of the hotel room.

“You are stunning.” Diavolo grinned and pulled you against him by your hips. His hands were wandering lower than they should have in that hotel hallway, but Barbatos wasn’t there, and you indulged his eager hands while no one was around to see you two. It gave you a moment to stare at him in all his glory. He was so handsome, and his suit accentuated his broad chest and shoulders. You couldn’t admit it to his face, but the thought of getting him out of that suit slipped into your mind and eased some of the anxiety you were feeling.

When Diavolo finally let you out of his grasp, you told him, “You look even more stunning.”

“Impossible!” Diavolo protested. Still, he was happy you liked how he looked. He locked the door behind you and carried his grin all the way downstairs to the venue.

You noticed that Diavolo was turning heads with his presence – which wasn’t surprising. How sad and insignificant you must seem standing next to him. Eventually, he found the host of the party and greeted them. A small circle of nobles – the kind whose centuries of age came out in their mannerisms and ideology – who practically screamed “bitter old man” – surrounded you both.

One of them, who was particularly distasteful already, added to his poor first impression when he whistled at one of the incubus girls at the party. He leaned into Diavolo and said, “What a body on that one. She’s almost as sexy as Maddi. Speaking of Maddi, wasn’t she chasing after you for decades? You get attention from the most gorgeous witches and demons. What’s your secret?”

He had neglected to add humans into the category of gorgeous people Diavolo attracted. Even coming from a disgusting worm of a demon like this guy, it kind of hurt.

“I don’t know if I would say all that, but I definitely attracted a beautiful lover.” Diavolo smiled at you and held your gaze. “I don’t know how I’m this lucky.”

“Certainly.” The worm-demon waved off Diavolo’s affection for you with a single word spewed from his easy-to-mistake-for-the-ass-end-of-the-body mouth. Quite frankly, Diavolo couldn’t stand the guy, either, so he was eager to get you away from there.

Diavolo pulled you deeper into the party. You had only made it into what could be considered the foyer before you had stopped. The main course was in the following room. Well, actually, this party had skipped the main course and gone straight to dessert.

A sweet smell hit your nose seconds before you walked into the room. It wasn’t a cohesive sweetness, but a mixture of them colliding chaotically. Massive tables were lined with a variety of cakes in slices and small shapes – some more ornate than others. The waiters were wandering the room and tables, offering numerous, gorgeous-looking drinks. Beelzebub would love this – although he would ultimately ruin the party with his bottomless appetite. Asmo would be Devilgramming everything. Luke, Simeon, and Barbatos would probably enjoy this, too – although this was hardly a good environment for Luke. Still, this wasn’t what you were expecting.

“What kind of party is this?” you asked Diavolo.

“One of the executives for Madam Scream’s is celebrating a prosperous first half of the fiscal year. They’re showcasing some of the most popular flavors this year. They’re even offering a first look at next season’s new and limited-edition cake options. It was no easy feat to acquire some of the seasonal ingredients in preparation for tonight’s events. I’ve been looking forward to it for weeks, but I wanted to surprise you.”

You could tell from the outpour of information that Diavolo was excited about this. After all, Madam Scream’s success owed a good deal to Diavolo’s hard work to improve the Devildom (and also Beel’s stomach). It was impossible not to stare at him affectionately as he spoke.

“I was told by the host that they’ll be offering indignation cinnamon pudding cake. Apparently, you have pudding cake in the human world. It’s pudding and a cake in one dessert. Isn’t that delightful? We have to try some.”

You nodded. He looked so happy that you couldn’t focus on anything else – not even how you looked.

Diavolo led you to a secluded table off to the corner and encouraged you to sit while he went on a mission to retrieve the cake. Luckily, the awkwardness of sitting alone in a corner in an outfit you weren’t entirely comfortable in was interrupted by a familiar, grating chuckle.

“Well, if it isn’t my favorite human.”

“Mephisto – my favorite,” you paused and stood to your feet, “I didn’t think this through.”

Mephisto took your hand and placed a kiss on your knuckles playfully. “I suppose you can’t call me your favorite demon while you’re dating the magnificent Lord Diavolo himself.”

“I don’t think you’d let me say that even as a joke,” you teased. Mephisto was one of those people who – once you got to know him – found a way to distract you from whatever you were worrying about. Perhaps because he wasn’t one to sit in silence for long. He always had some conversation starter tucked away in his back pocket.

“I’m a journalist. I can’t just let you lie to my face without fact-checking you.”

“So professional.” You rolled your eyes and pulled out a chair for him, leaving one empty seat for Diavolo between the two of you.

Diavolo returned, and his arms were loaded with different cakes. Mephisto’s eyes widened. “You’re going all in today, my Lord.”

“Absolutely. I’m not passing up an opportunity to try a bunch of cake with my gorgeous lover.” Diavolo placed the cakes on the table with a surprising lack of trouble before he placed a kiss on your cheek. “Have you tried any of the cake yet, Mephisto?”

“Yes, my Lord. The best so far was a Demonus cheesecake. It was coated in a chocolate Demonus glaze – absolutely divine. You could tell they weren’t using the cheap stuff, either.”

“I don’t think I grabbed that one yet. I’ll have to try it, but first,” Diavolo paused to place a forkful of the pudding cake he was so excited about in front of your face, “say ‘ah’ please, my love.”

You complied. Sweetness hit your tongue, and with it, a sharp sting of shame. It was so easy to indulge Diavolo that you were letting him feed you cake in public – right in front of Mephisto, no less. And there was so much cake there. You covered your mouth as you chewed. It felt as if multiple demon nobles were staring at you.

“How is it?” Diavolo asked.

“It’s good,” you answered unenthusiastically.

Diavolo shrugged it off as a personal preference and took a bite for himself. “Good? This is amazing! I must ask Barbatos to try to recreate this back at the castle.”

“Go ahead and eat the rest, then.”

“Are you sure?”

“You looked so happy after that first bite; of course, I’m sure.” Diavolo didn’t hesitate to take another bite. And another.

“MC,” Mephisto chimed in, sliding a light blue cake towards you as Diavolo enjoyed his pudding cake. “Try this one: blue hell rose milk tea tiramisu. I’m sure you’ll love it.”

“No, thank you.” You sensed even more judgmental eyes on you.

Diavolo pulled a glossy apple-shaped cake towards him and cut into it with a fork, revealing layers of spiced cake, caramelized apples, and mousse with vanilla bean specks. He brought the cake up to your lips as he had before. This time, you denied him.

“I’m not a fan of apples,” you lied.

Diavolo looked dejected and put the fork down. He grabbed another piece of cake and used the spare fork to bring this one to your lips. “What about this one? It’s black salted caramel cake topped with rainbow toffee bits. Isn’t that whimsical?”

You could hardly hear him through the feeling of demons staring at you. Something just snapped.

“I don’t want the damn cake!” you raised your voice and shot out of your seat. Mephisto and Diavolo stared at you, shocked and concerned. Embarrassed, you apologized and rushed out of the party and back to your and Diavolo’s shared room.

Diavolo stood up to go after you.

“Are you sure you want to leave, too? Maybe you should give her a chance to calm down before you intrude,” Mephisto offered his unsolicited advice.

“I have to go.”

“You don’t have to.”

“No, I have to. She didn’t get the key from me.” Diavolo held out the room key for Mephisto to see and walked away. Before he left the venue, he quickly grabbed a slice of the cheesecake Mephisto had recommended. He spoke to himself: “I’m just going to bring this with me.”

Besides, he was the prince of the Devildom. Even if he wasn’t supposed to take the cake upstairs, who was going to stop him?

Diavolo found you sitting in front of the room with your head buried in your arms. He kneeled down next to you.

“Hey, my love,” he called out before he placed a firm hand on your shoulder, so worried that he’d frighten you if he just touched you without you knowing he was there.

“Can you please just open the door?” you asked without lifting your head. This was so embarrassing.

He unlocked the door, but you didn’t move. You didn’t want to look at him; you must seem so ridiculous. You imagined the confusion and pity in his eyes as he was staring down at you. Maybe he was regretting even bringing you along. He could have gone with anyone else and enjoyed his time and his cake without you being self-conscious and ruining his night.

“You can go back to the party.” Maybe Diavolo could salvage a bit of his night if he left you to sulk and feel bad about yourself from the comfort of your hotel room.

“I did all the mingling I needed to do. I’d like to stay – if you’ll let me.” When you looked up, Diavolo was offering you his free hand. You took his hand, and that was all he needed.

Once the door was shut, Diavolo sat down on the bed, placing his cheesecake on the coffee table nearby. He pat the spot next to him. “MC, what happened? Do you suddenly hate cake?”

“I didn’t want to eat the cake. I know some of those nobles were looking at me. If I ate the cake, they were going to think, ‘oh of course. That’s how she got like that. No wonder she doesn’t have a nice body like that incubus or like Maddi.’ It’s humiliating. And this outfit doesn’t help. I feel so exposed.”

Diavolo’s heart broke. You could see it in his eyes. His face was stern as he told you, “Your body is divine.”

“You have to think that. You already like me.”

“Does my opinion not matter?” He sounded so hurt.

“It does, but it’s not enough to feel confident when I step into a room. And it’s not enough to change my opinion.”

“You know, most demons won’t compliment you because no one would dare admit how gorgeous you are in front of me. Believe me, I’m not the only one who lusts after your body.”

Diavolo kissed your hand – his eyes burning. He kissed up your arm. “Mephisto relayed some of their comments in the past – he actually recorded them because he was too ashamed to repeat them. Would you like to know what they’ve said?”

Diavolo’s hot breath hit your neck, and you shivered. You didn’t believe that any random demon – especially not the types Mephisto typically associated with – would look at you like that. Part of you was curious, but Diavolo refused to wait for your curiosity to get the better of you. He straddled your lap, and leaned over you so he could whisper in your ear.

“‘I would let her crush me with those thighs just to get between them for a minute.’” Diavolo repeated the words of another demon so seductively. He continued with a mischievous smirk, “‘she could try to asphyxiate me with my tail, and I’d still try to smash.’ Even more depraved: ‘I would let her break off my horns and fuck me with them just to eat her out.’”

You shook your head. “Perverts.”

“They are demons after all.” Diavolo pulled back and stared down at you. “I know it won’t fix everything, but let me show you how beautiful you are to me.”

“I don’t know. I have a lot I need to work on before I feel confident.”

“Please?” Diavolo begged. “Please. I want you so bad that I’m having trouble controlling myself.”

The realization hit. The dirty thoughts he had just repeated weren’t unlike the thoughts running through his own head. He started kissing your neck. With a low growl, his hot breath grazed your skin before he slowly sank to his knees and stared up at you, eyes pleading.

“Please, let me make you feel good.” The need in Diavolo’s eyes made the breath catch in your throat. You wanted him almost as much as he craved you – and the firm rubbing of his hands up and down your thighs wasn’t making you any less desperate for him.

“Can we dim the lights at least?” He could at least do you the favor of giving you something to hide behind.

“Please don’t make me. I want to see every inch of you clearly while I do this.” The affection in his voice was thick and heavy. You couldn’t deny him, even if you were nervous. Diavolo kissed up your clothed thighs. Even through the fabric, you could feel the warmth of his breath. Both of his hands squeezed the tops of your thighs. “Can I? Please?”

“Yes,” you agreed, swallowing any hesitation for him.

Diavolo rose and made quick work of stripping you down to your underwear (which had, fortunately for him, been picked out by Asmo). You looked so sexy. Diavolo took a minute to admire you. It made you feel anxious – as if he was appraising you. However, considering how much the sight of you turned him on, this was less appraisal and more awe. A content sigh left his lips before he leaned in, his body pressed against your chest. He quickly unhooked your bra, sliding one strap off your shoulder with his hand and pulling the other one down with his teeth.

Your shyness resurfaced, and you held the bra to your body, creating a larger space between you and Diavolo. He pouted and gently touched your forearm.

“Please don’t hide. I want to see all of your body.”

“Even if they aren’t –”

Diavolo didn’t even let you finish your sentence before his hands were on either side of your face and his lips were on yours. Despite his desperation, Diavolo made an effort to make the kiss gentle and slow. When he pulled away, you were so pacified that he got in the next words. “My love, they’re tits – your tits. I’m going to love them regardless. So, please show me.”

You hesitated, and Diavolo sighed. He removed his jacket and tie, tossing them on the floor, before he started to unbutton his shirt. “I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.”

“That’s hardly fair.” You held the fabric closer to your body. Diavolo was gorgeous and built.

“That’s true. You’re so much sexier when you’re shirtless than I am, but if showing you my body distracts you enough to let me see all of you, then I’m happy to feel like your eye candy for a bit. Besides, if you let me continue, I should probably be shirtless anyway. I want to make a mess of you.”

Maybe seeing how muscular Diavolo was didn’t help your self-esteem right now, but between his eagerness and that sexy offer, your horniness was winning. You put your arms down. Diavolo grinned.

“Thank you.” Diavolo repeated his gratitude between kisses down your sternum. He removed the bra completely and tossed it aside. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.”

Diavolo nuzzled against you briefly before his tongue found one of your nipples. He swirled his tongue around you and sucked gently, savoring every reaction. You were so pretty like this that he could hardly wait to skip to dessert. The shiver up your spine felt contradictory to the heat of his mouth on you. Your hands snaked into his hair, scratching his scalp gently and earning a sweet moan against your skin. Diavolo swirled his tongue around you gently once more before he slowly pulled away. Teasingly, he blew on your saliva coated nipple. The gasp he pulled out of you was intoxicating.

He continued to kiss down your body as he slid back on his knees. As his hands busied themselves by massaging your thighs, Diavolo gently bit some of the fat on your stomach.

“Don’t,” you whined. The pleasure he was giving you still fought with your insecurity. “It’s embarrassing.”

Diavolo stared up at you in confusion, “why?”

“I have rolls, and you biting them only makes me more aware of them.”

“Most people have rolls. I have rolls, too. See, when I lean into you,” Diavolo made a point to get so close between your legs that his lips were practically touching the fabric of your panties as he spoke, “I have them too.”

You could only see them slightly from that angle – not to mention how hard it was to even think straight with his hot breath so close to you.

“I love your body – so much. Can’t you let your adoring boyfriend kiss and bite your stomach a little bit? It’s so cute and soft.” Those sad, pleading eyes had returned.

Damn this man. He could get away with anything. You nodded, and with a smile, Diavolo placed a kiss on your stomach. He then lowered himself back between your legs. As much as he wanted to dig in, he couldn’t resist marking up those thick thighs he adored so much. Occasionally, as he had done before, when Diavolo pulled away from your skin, he would blow on the residual saliva.

With your thighs marked to both of your satisfaction, Diavolo wanted to give you what he knew you were craving. He noticed the wet spot forming on the fabric. Although he wouldn’t admit it to avoid embarrassing you further, Diavolo could even smell your arousal – and it only made him want you more. He looked up at you with those puppy-dog eyes again and begged, “can I, please?”

You nodded, but that wasn’t enough for him.

“Tell me what you want from me. You can even be a little bossy about it.” Diavolo smiled shyly. He was so cute, you wanted to indulge him as much as you wanted him to indulge you.

“Eat me out, Diavolo,” you demanded, snaking your hand into his hair and gently tugging his head back so he was staring up at you. A small surge of power and confidence jolted through you.

Diavolo grinned and sighed contentedly. “You are so fucking hot.”

Diavolo used his teeth to drag your panties down to your knees before pulling them off with his hands. You could feel the urgency as they slid down your calves. Diavolo licked his lips – the only sign of admiration his desperate lust would afford him.

Wet noises filled the room as he alternated between gently licking your clit and lapping up your juices – occasionally twisting his tongue into you. He felt so good that you couldn’t resist grinding into him, which only made him chuckle – sending vibrations against you. He loved knowing that he was making you feel good. Diavolo flicked his tongue over you. Panting, eyes squeezed tight, and nearing your climax, your hands found Diavolo’s hair. You pulled him closer.

“You taste so good. Cum on my tongue, please,” Diavolo begged while licking you. “Use me.”

The waves of pleasure overcame you, and the way Diavolo’s eyes darted up to stare at you – clouded with lust and affection – pushed you over the edge. You fell back against the bed, biting your lip to muffle your moaning.

You expected Diavolo to stop, but he kept going with the same eagerness as before. It wasn’t long before you were writhing. Your back arched off the bed slightly as that attentive tongue of his pushed you into your second orgasm. This time, you couldn’t stifle your moans. Still, Diavolo didn’t stop. You whimpered and pulled on his hair – less gently this time.

“Wait,” you demanded. “It’s too much.”

A low growl emitted from Diavolo’s lips as he reluctantly pulled away. He could have stayed between your legs for hours. His disappointment was short-lived as he remembered something.

“Can you indulge me a bit more?” Diavolo rested his cheek against your thigh and stared up at you. “Pretty please?”

“How so?” You narrowed your eyes.

Diavolo stood up and grabbed the cake. Confused, you watched him lay down in bed on his back and set the plate of cake on his stomach. You weren’t getting it, and when you didn’t move from your spot at the edge of the bed, Diavolo sat up slightly on his elbows, still balancing the cake on his abdomen. He looked at you coyly before admitting, “I want you to sit on my face. Let me eat you out while you eat this cake, please?”

You were worried and hesitant, but he begged so well. No one else could make the prince of the Devildom beg like you.

“Mephisto said it was divine. Just enjoy your dessert while I enjoy mine.”

You really couldn’t deny him. And you weren’t as sensitive as you were a minute ago.

You got up and positioned yourself over Diavolo, nervously. He thanked you and pulled you closer by the thighs, bringing his lips right up to your pussy.

“I want to make you feel good, so don’t you dare hover.” For once, Diavolo was making demands of his own instead of begging you. But with how good his mouth felt, you couldn’t fault him for being pushy.

Somehow, the fork had stayed on the plate with the cake even with Diavolo’s movements. You took a small bite, savoring the taste. This time, when the sweetness hit your tongue, there was no guilt or shame to accompany it. It was all pleasure. Mephisto was right; the cake was delicious. But if he wanted divine, he should try it while getting eaten out. You rolled your hips against Diavolo’s face, and you could feel him smile against you. Gently, Diavolo drew a heart on the side of your thigh, his nail dragging slowly along your skin.

He was being so good to you that you wanted to reward him somehow. You swiped two fingers along the top of the cheesecake, coating your hands in the silky chocolate Demonus glaze. You drew a heart on Diavolo’s abs and leaned over to lick it off him, earning a deep moan that shook you to your core.

You managed another two bites before Diavolo pushed you over the edge again. Your legs were trembling, and you could hardly sit up anymore. Yet again, Diavolo didn’t stop. You were starting to feel overstimulated again.

“Diavolo,” you cautioned him breathlessly.

“Please, just one more?” Diavolo’s sweet pleas reverberated against you.

It felt too good. You couldn’t even lift the fork to your lips to try to eat, so you pushed the cake aside on the bed. As he inched you closer and closer, all you could do was lean over with your chest flush against him. You were so close to the massive bulge in his pants. Maybe you couldn’t even sit up, but you could reward some of Diavolo’s hard work. You rubbed his crotch, feeling how hard he was just from eating you out. His grip on your thighs tightened enthusiastically.

Your moaning hit a fever pitch as Diavolo made you cum once more. With any luck, your neighbors were still down at the party. Left a panting, twitching mess, you barely had the energy to move. While you tried to regain some strength, Diavolo gently licked you clean – sending aftershocks of pleasure up your already spent body. By the time he finished, you could hardly roll over and collapse on the bed next to him.

Pleased with his work, Diavolo chuckled and crawled over you. He kissed you so you could taste yourself on his lips. The taste of the cake was still in your mouth. When Diavolo pulled back he smiled at you. “Somehow, I still prefer your cake to anything else I’ve eaten all night.”

You were too exhausted to roll your eyes. Diavolo laid next to you and held your hand, rubbing circles over your knuckles.

“You are so beautiful.” He caressed your face.

At least for right now, you believed him.

#anon #ask #requests #f!mc #diavolo #spice tier #fem!mc #obey me #diavolo smut #obey me diavolo #diavolo x reader #diavolo x mc #can anyone tell by now how much I love to cook just by how often I include really specific food in my fic #now to see if I can write all of Mammon's june fic at the last minute #Also sorry to complain in the tags but writing smut is so difficult when bad brain kills any horniness you can harvest for a week

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ghostraves · 2 years

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Tall mc rots kinoko's brain.

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MINORS, FEM ALIGNED DNI

Tall!M!Dom!Mc is rotating in my brainy brains rn.

Pinning Lucifer against the wall to win an argument even going as far to cage him in between your arms to see if it would work just to see the old man's face light up in a pretty red as he tries to ignore the absolute boner you just gave him?

Yes.

Grabbing Mammon by the wrists and holding them up on a bed because you two were play fighting again, and he had bitten your hand and it pissed you off just to see him close his legs and raise them to cover himself up after you snarled in his ear as a joke?

Oh gods yes.

Yanking at Levi's tail and pulling him in realll close because he was getting jealous over a succubi that was stealing your attention and you decided to scold him just to find a babbling flustered faced demon in your arms as he tries to move away to ignore the flame you just ignited in his stomach?

Hell yes.

Grabbing onto Satan's waist with one hand along with using your other hand to grab a book he couldn't reach and "accidentally" pressing him against a bookshelf in the library before giving satan the book just to see him cover his face with the book after opening it and walking away to ignore the uncomfortable problem between his legs?

My, My.. Yes.. Please!

Kissing asmo at just the right time after he put lipstick on you to leave a kiss mark of lipstick right on his lips before he giggles and snuggles up to you, suspiciously he sat on only one of your legs.. and you could feel something there..

Mhmmm!!!

Kissing on Beel's ears because he was being all adorable again along with wrapping your arms around his waist and soon making your way down to his collar bone and only nipping him a few times on "accident" just for him to turn around and nuzzle his head into your neck before he bit down on it and hearing muffled words of "please..?" Come out of his mouth.

Oooooh.. yess..

Tugging at Belphie's hair as he was sleeping to wake him up as you had caged him under your body, even going so far as to place your leg between his thighs just for him to start gently whining in his "sleep" as he tries to desperately hide that he's awake along with the fact that he has a massive boner just from being caged like this.

Oh my STARS yEs-

Tell me if i should do the side characters! [Except Luke Of course!]

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iisasarcasticlittleshite · 9 months

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Lucky Charm

The human sitting on Mammon's lap has a grin on rouge painted lips.

She's a vision of temptation in that golden skin tight dress, barely keeping anything to the imagination. She has nothing to hide, not here, with the Avatar of Greed's hands all over those delectable curved.

Mammon is a lucky, lucky demon tonight, he's winning the casino out of business, his lucky charm blowing on the dice before every roll, his cheek stained red with the perfect imprint of her lips.

Eyes are on her, draped across his thighs as though she belongs there, her hair an orderly mess, revealing her sweet, vulnerable neck to the eyes of all those on the casino floor. But they cannot have her, can't even dream of touching her, she is his.

Mammon's palm slides up her thigh, settled painfully close to the curve of her ass as she stares down a demon who dares to meet her gaze across the table. Barely human, that gaze of pure sin and delight, revelling in the suffering her mere presence caused without an ounce of fear for how much danger she would be in without Mammon.

No, she fears nothing here, for Mammon's chuckle vibrates through her, raising gooseflesh across her arms, his eyes barely glancing at the cards before he whispers in her ear.

"We're all in, gorgeous." He purred, watching her manicured hands slide his chips forward before settling back into his chest. "Watch this, first he folds..."

One by one, each player gave in, no one dared find out if the demon of Greed would bluff in front of his sweetheart.

To prove his point, Mammon slid his cards across the table for all to see after he'd won: a full house.

"Whad'ya say, darlin'?" The demon digs his fingers into her thigh, aching to just yank that dress up and let the room see more of what they cannot have. "One more round, or time for our own...private show?"

#obey me x mc #obey me #obey me mammon #mammon x mc #obey me fem mc #obey me mammon x mc #obey me smut

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vcill · 1 year

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✧ Earn It ✧

(Mammon x gn!black reader)

Everyday, every wake of the hour, he just gotta beg for something.

Asks all his brothers to borrow some spare change and promise to give it back, only for him to play clueless and say he don't know what they talking about.

For you though, he doesn't forget. He doesn't forget when you tell him he owes you grim from last week, but he will make sure you don't remember how he was supposed to pay it back when he's between your legs, working harder to make you come then actually getting you the money.

But after thinking he was so clever for such a long time, you finally caught up with him. He needs some money? Sure, he can have some depending on how well he does.

How long can he hold back as you suck that big cock of his? His hand gripping your curly hair, mouth overflowing with drool, gasps and moans coming from the both of you.

"Mc, m'so fuckin' close"

"Aht-hold it."

Maybe you get bored and decided to ride him a lil, with his hips bucking into yours everytime you plop down, his hands grips that thick waist of yours watching as your body jiggles gracefully. Sweat, drool, even your own cum dripping down from you made him go crazy.

"Mc, Mc, Mc, Mc, jus wanna cum in you please"

So not only does he want money, but he wants to make a mess inside of you? Greedy ass.

But you know you let him do it anyway, but he better clean up the mess good. Best believe you'll have him trapped down with your thighs, not caring if he could breathe or not. You'll be squeezing him so tight you could see the imprints on his cheeks. Not that he cares though, he had a job to do anyway.

"mmm nope, missed a spot"

"Lick a lil right there baby, there you go'"

"Wan't me to make another mess for you to clean up, don't ya? Filthy baby..."

And just like that, you're cumming again. Just like that, Mammon has to lick and suck you clean. Maybe if he does an extra good job you'll let him cum again.

Let him fuck your thighs, yeah? The same ones that suffocated him earlier when he ate you out ? Yeah, those. Go ahead and squeeze em nice and tight around his cock, he don't mind.

He hold your legs up in the air as he thrusts like a mad man between them, his cum nice and hot when he reaches his end, groaning and moaning so loudly, he thinks Micheal can hear him.

At the end of it all, he earns himself a nice sum of grim. But not too later does he come back and asks for more. Not money, but more of you.

#obey me x female reader #obey me smut #obey me x gn!reader #obey me x chubby reader #mammon smut #mammon x mc #mammon x reader #mammon x black reader #x black fem reader #x black male reader #black reader

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celestialfantasiess · 1 year

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Mammon x fashion designer s/o fem!reader (NSFW & SFW hc)

requests: open <3

‣SFW

‣When he discovers you design fashion by seeing your sketch book laying on the table he will definitely drag u with him to his next magazine shoot to introduce you to some people.

‣The designers take an interest in your designs because of the difference between demon and human world fashion. So they decide to hire you so they can combine human world and demon world fashion together.

‣Makes you create business cards and when you have them takes a stack with him to pass out to people he knows who might be interested.

‣Would wear the clothes you designed on a daily and whenever someone asks him about the item he goes in a whole explanation about it and if they are interested in commissioning you he hands over one of your business cards.

‣Helps you pick out the color schemes for your projects and will be your model whenever you ask him. Might try to get you to pay him for it though.

‣NSFW

‣Would ask you to model the lingerie sets you created for him. The night would probably end with at least one ripped bra. Mammon knows you will be mad about it so the next morning he is definitely hiding somewhere from you.

‣When you're trying to come up with new ideas and just have to focus on that and you don't have the time to give him attention. He will kneel down between your legs and eat you out. When you try to take it to the bed he'll look up at you and smirk. "I thought you had to focus on those designs."

‣Like said before he might try to get you to pay him to be your model but let's just say you don't pay him in cash.

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xans-mindspace · 4 months

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mammon thinking about how he wants to have a new year's kiss with you, trying to come up with elaborate stuff to get the others out of the picture. but ending up just dragging you by your wrist and running as the fireworks explode in the air when the others were too busy counting down. then when he thinks you're far away enough, he drags you in by your waist not keeping his eyes off of you for one second and kisses you <3

a/n: guys… i really accidentally deleted my wholeeee account whaaaaaaaa 😭😭😭 but if you’ve seen this fic before it’s me , & i’m bringing this back in the spirit of the new year !!! happy new year everyone <3

#mammon x reader #obey me x reader #mammon x mc #mammon x you #obey me x mc #obey me x you #mammon x gn!reader #obey me x gn!reader #mammon x male reader #mammon x fem reader #🐰ྀི —xan’s notepad ᝰ.ᐟ

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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Mammon:*whining after class* I just wanna go home to my mommy!!

Mammon:*Sees MC and looks them up and down* Oh, holá mamí~

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teal-sword · 9 months

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Love you! Love you too.

Mammon x gn reader

✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧☆✧

Mammon who says he's your 'first' as he calls it and always will be.

Mammon who would cry for minutes, hours and even days just with a few thoughts of you leaving, dying even because he knows he can't stop it.

Mammon who acts like he doesn't like you but everyone knows he loves you more than all the riches he has.

Mammon who no matter what time line, day, universe, will and has fall for you.

Mammon who is greedy for lots of things grim, expensive cars, toys that Levi wants, anything he can get his hands on but sees you as the greatest treasure.

Mammon who is protective of you.

Mammon who'll go out of his way for you.

Mammon who loves you more than Goldie.

Mammon who fell first and is still falling harder everyday.

Mammon who doesn't know you.

Mammon who now doesn't even live with you.

Mammon who doesn't know or call you 'your first'

Mammon who was too shy and embarrassed to sing how he loved you and decided to sing about Goldie instead

Mammon who you love just the same.

But also Mammon who you first fell in love with although you still love... It's just not the same...

｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠｡⁠:ﾟ⁠:⁠｡☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠｡⁠:ﾟ⁠:⁠｡☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ｡⁠.ﾟ⁠+⁠｡⁠:ﾟ⁠:⁠｡☆ﾟ⁠.⁠*⁠･⁠｡ﾟ

The cool wind blows against your body, eyes closed, leaning on the demon you oh so dearly love under a tree and in the silence an small voice comes out seemin scared to disturb you "Hey human?" A small hums leaves your mouth waiting for him to go on "If you weren't our attendent.. let's say another universe or timeline or something would you still.. be with me? Ya know like I would need it *pfftt* I'm asking for like science... Or something.." you open your eyes "I mean I'm sure I would find a way I mean.. I'm here aren't I?" A small,short responsive hum leaves his closed mouth a small but genuine smile reachs his face but as quickly that reaction came as it did leave "Of course you would! I am the great Mammon!" He scoots a but closer to you then hugs you from behind snuggling with into your neck and you can't help but sigh 'Even in another timeline you still love me.. but I probably will always love you. '

#male reader #male y/n #x male reader #mammon x reader #mammon x mc #obey me #obey me nightbringer #mammon x male reader #mammon x gender neutral reader #obey me mammon #mammon nightbringer x reader #mammon x gn reader #mammon x female reader #mammon x fem reader

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domreader-headcannon-scenarios · 10 months

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Raffle winner: @elegantkaoru

Length: 500 word minimum / Actual length:900 words

Request: (afab reader) the character can be Mammon, or Asmo (whichever you think fits best!) For the main part if possible could you do a fluff/nsfw where basically the reader is taking care of the characte because they're sick but, (character) really wants to get affectionate due to being sick for so long and the readers trying to tell them they need rest y'know to get better but sooner or later they give in and the character starts initiating more and so they request to have soft sex and be pegged. Afterwards reader gives them good aftercare character obviously making sure they don't leave them for too long and they fall asleep together peacefully <3

Authors note: Chose Mammon bc I think I don’t do enough of him!

You were grateful demons and humans are different enough that you can’t get each other sick. Otherwise, Mammon would be a nervous wreck about you right now, even though he’s the one who’s sick…

You ended up spending the night in his room. He demanded the comfort, saying his room was too cold without you and he refused to move to your room. You had covered the bed in extra blankets earlier for him so the bad was already pretty warm but next to Mammon you felt on fire, though you couldn’t bring yourself to move away from him, not when he gives such sad whines when you try to put space between you two.

You were able to coax him to sleep for a while before you woke up again to him readjusting his grip on you. “Mamms, you need to sleep to get better…” You lazily move up to give him a light kiss on the lips, he quickly pushed back against you before you could move back. You give him a small smile as you move back a bit. “Need water? Food?”

Mammon rested his head against your mumbling out a soft…question? You don’t even here it with hiw shakes his voice is. “Come again?” You asked, he whined but responded s few moments later.

“J-just…want you…” Mammon murmurs against you. It takes a few seconds to realize what he’s likely implying.you wrap an arm around his waist, looking up at him to figure if he wanted to be held. “N-not like…that.” He whines before he’s suddenly grinding against you.

You pause and still his movements. “Mammon, you’re already hot I don’t want you to overheat, so tell me if you get to hot, ok?” You left it vague, you weren’t going to tell him you’ll stop at that or he might not tell you since…you’ll stop.

“Y-yes, please..” Mammon whines as you slip out of the bed and sneak into the closet, grabbing one of the straps poorly hidden under piles of clothes. You pick a curved golden strap, it’s Mammon’s favorite, you had it custom made for him. You attach the harness and secure it, grabbing a small bottle of lube you poured it on your strap.

You hurry back to Mammon, who has already stripped what little clothes he had on. You use the extra lube to gently stretch Mammon open. Mammon mewls and spreads his legs. He limply lays splayed as you adjust your wrist to get a better angle. “B-babe, please...” He moaned out. “The strap, now please!”

He trembled when you took your fingers out of him, whining as he waits for your strap to push him open. With a shallow thrust you shove just the head into him, grinning st the little squeak he makes as you push past his entrance. “Is this too much?” He shook his head. You pat his head, leaning down and taking him into a kiss, pushing into him further the deeper the kiss.

Mammom gasp as you finally start thrusting, his cock bounces even with the slow thrust. “A-aah! C-can you…rub that spot?” You hesitate and try to figure out what he means before dragging your hips back and forward in a slow, steady movement. “Yesss! T-there…!”

Mammon tramples and yelps as his cock gives a few heavy throbs, and then he’s cumming onto his stomach. “Good booy!” You praise, bringing your clean hand up to caress his face. “You came without your cock being touched, even when you’re sick you’re still impressive.”

Mammons face is a dark, dark red, he’s shyly grinning at your comment. “Of course! T-the Great Mammon is always impressi-!” He cuts off with a low grunt. “Human, I-I’m tired, need t-to sleep.” You hum in acknowledgment. As you were about to pull out, he quickly tries to stop you. “B-before that,” He grabs your hand and takes it to his still hard cock. “S-still stiff down there….h-help?”

You nod, rolling your hips forward as your hand stroked him faster than your thrust. You intended to give him a quick release so he can rest, you lean over to grab a few tissues from the night stand. You use your free hand and a tissue to clean up the cum left on his stomach, wiping his cock too, not as throughly.

If he noticed, he didn’t react and let you toss it to the side, you’ll clean it later. Your attention is pulled back to his cock as it flexes in your grip. Your free hand takes a napkin and cup the head of his cock as you quicken your thrust. Mammon moaned blissfully at that, hips involuntarily bucking forward as you drag him to another needed release.

Mammon collapses against the bed, whimpering out apologies as his cock spits copious amounts of cum into the napkin. He pants as you come to a stop and wipe him clean if any cum or lube. You are careful of his sensitive cock and move gently and slowly to clean it, earning a few gasp and spasms from him.

Once you have him clean enough you know he won’t feel gross, you adjust to tuck him in. Mammon grabs you, pulling you into his bed. “Stay…” He murmured, hugging you tightly.

Too tightly….you can’t get away…with a sigh you decide to stay there until he wakes up, maybe it’ll help him sleep?

#raffle commission #obey me #mammon #obey me mammon #mammon x reader #mammon x mc #nsft #omomtrta #afab reader #fem reader #just in case #sick fic #cw pegging

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satansreadingglasses · 2 years

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Pervert. pt 2

Mammon x GN reader. 1k words.

Warnings- Mammon jerking off in a school bathroom, praise kink

a/n. I feel like this doesn’t make sense?? but idk. hopefully it does <3

Mammon’s eyes stayed glued to the back of your head. He was currently trying to send you telepathic messages to look back at him. He wanted to see your slight smile when you caught him staring, like you always did.

You had to know.

You had to know he was in love with you. He didn’t care though. He wished that you did know. Just so that he could finally get it over with and be yours.

He wanted to hold your hand on your walk to and from school, he wanted to share an umbrella on rainy days, he wanted to fall asleep on top of each other after a long day of shopping, he wanted you and him to dance in his bedroom late at night, and he wanted to fuck your brains out.

His staring wasn’t working though. You were too focused on whatever class this was. He cleared his throat and you looked up. He smiled and straightened up. But you didn’t look at him.

You turned back down to your paper and continued your work.

Were you mad?

He sank into his seat like a sad puppy. He picked the eraser off his desk. You had gotten it for him for his birthday, along with many other gifts. You sat across the classroom. One to the side and two ahead of him.

Even though you were far away, he didn’t hesitate in throwing the eraser at you. It hit your desk and rolled off to the side. You glanced at it, and then furrowed your brow. You recognized it instantly.

Mammon covered his grin with his hand as you picked it up and looked back at him.

You were as perfect as ever. Your eyes were practically glittering under the light, he loved you so much.

You looked up ahead at your teacher, he was facing the board, droning on. You looked back at Mammon and mouthed ‘I’m keeping this.’ and gave him a smile before turning back to your page of notes.

Mammon set his head on the desk, his heart beating harshly against his chest and a shaky smile on his lips. He hated how easily you made him fall apart.

Anything you wanted, he would give to you. Anything you asked of him, he would do. Anything at all.

“Hey.” You set your hand on his desk and his head shot up, class was over. “Y/N.” He grinned, then quickly tried to cover it up.

You stuck your tongue out and flicked his eraser into his lap. He hastily picked it up and held it in his fist. “Walk me home?” You tilted your head.

Mammon stood up so quickly his thighs slammed against the desk. He winced slightly, but quickly reached out to take your hand and walked you out of the class.

He tried not to be too weird about it, but your hand just felt so nice in his, and you were so close he could practically feel your radiating warmth.

You waved to all your friends, and even random people as the two of you headed for the exit. You were so nice to everyone, it would be a stretch to say Mammon was your only admirer in school. Mammon held your hand tighter as you two passed a group of boys, who were staring a bit harder than he liked.

“You jealous, Mams?” You gripped his hand back, rubbing your thumb over the back of his hand. And, he’d never admit it, but his pants grew uncomfortably tight in that moment.

“No. I- I just have to pee.” He stated, staring ahead. “Real bad.” he nodded once, and dropped your hand.

You snorted. “Whatever. Just hurry up, kay?” You gave him a smile before pulling out your D.D.D and started texting whoever. He didn’t care, he had more on his mind right now.

Mammon ran into the nearest bathroom, thank god it was empty. He ran into the farthest stall and locked it quickly.

He braced himself up against the wall. He unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his thighs, along with his boxers. “Ha… Y/N.” He smiled at nothing as he wrapped his hand around his length.

He bit down on his lower lip, squeezing his eyes shut. He imagined you knelt down in front of him, staring up at him with tears in your eyes as you took him deep down your throat.

“God.. Y-you’re a real t-tease, ya know.” He mustered up an image of you gripping his thighs and nodding along to whatever he said, like the good pet you were. “Yeah…” He huffed and sighed, his hand speeding up.

He wished that you were really in front of him. That you were sucking him off in the school bathroom. Then he wouldn’t feel so dirty about it. Because he’d have you to do it with him.

Then another thought hit him. Maybe you got off to him too. Laying in your bed late at night, moaning and whining and begging for him to fuck you instead. With this thought, he was right on the edge. Seconds away from cumming.

He tossed his head back, banging it into the stall wall. Not that he cared, it felt too good. He came in his hands, the liquid hit the floor and he instantly regretted it. He grabbed a handful of toilet paper and wiped it up.

He ran to wash his hands before anyone could walk in and recognize him. His face was still bright red when he ran out to you. He wrapped a hand around your waist this time, feeling cockier than before.

And when you leaned into him, he debated kissing you right then.

#mammon obey me #mammon shall we date #mammon x GN reader #mammon x gn MC #mammon obey me smut #mammon shall we date smut #mammon obey me fluff #mammon x reader fluff #mammon x fem reader #mammon x male reader

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