#obey me belphie x mc
A/N: Be a writing blog, they said, it'll be fun, they said. Next thing you know I'm swamped with graduate school and 100 different OC's that my mind decided to make. Long story short, this took far too long and I'm ashamed. I wanna dedicate this to @warm-meelk letting me rant to them as I as running out of ideas q wq
Uhm, I'll post a pin of what I write and not write since I guess I'm taking requests.
Anyways, enjoy my self indulgent shit.
Warnings: Descriptions of gore, Emotional manipulation, implied cannibalism and just general no good bad behavior from the boys.
Demon culture is hard to grasp.
It wasn’t like good ol’ regular human culture. Sure there were some differences here and there but with enough practice anyone could work around them and possibly thrive.
But Devildom culture was another beast entirely.
Among all the dances, all the flirting, the parties and the cute touching moments, these seven demons didn’t fail to remind you that you were now the human master to the Seven Rulers of the Underworld.
And as your demons they had their own set of rules to obey.
As did you.
You put your backpack down and squat in front of the school bench, coming face to face with Belphegor as the other continues to sleep despite your face being a mere inches away from his.
“Hey. Sleepyhead. Wake up.”
A smile appears on his face as he barely opens his eyes to look at you, instead giggling as he pretends to sleep on while you poke his cheek.
“I’m serious. We are supposed to be going home!”
“Mmmm...I’m perfectly comfortable here, though.”
Always the sweet talker, Belphie takes your hand and brings it close to his chest trying to pull you in as you laugh and try to pull your hand back.
“Come on MC, let’s just stay a little longer. I just made the bench comfy.”
“And where am I going to sit?”
The demon hums before sitting up and pointing at the seat next to him with a trademark shit eating grin.
“Here. So I can lay my head on your lap.”
At this point you can’t help it. You and Belphegor may have had a rocky start but he had deemed himself worthy to trust. Honestly, you never thought about it too hard. It was just family business after all, you had just been caught in the crossfire.
Not really, your brain fills in the gaps, you’ve been manipulated into believing him and had been promptly betrayed once your purpose was over…
But he apologized, right?
An apology from a demon. It was a big step.
You take your place and smile as the Avatar of Sloth’s hair now covers your lap. Soft and lush, Belphegor yawns again and makes himself comfortable while you run your fingers through his hair while closing your eyes and feeling a soft, cold breeze.
This wasn’t so bad...
A rough hand shakes you awake, knocking you out of your dream.
“Wake the hell up, human!”
Startled, you hold onto Belphie’s shoulders and look up at an angry looking demon, fangs out and ready to use as they point a finger at the bench.
“We’re trying to clean the school grounds and you’ve been loitering for an hour. Get out already!”
Oh. Oh! An hour? You fell asleep on a school bench for an hour!? Belphie was starting to rub off on you, wasn’t he? Your hands gently shake your demon awake while you give the other demon the most apologetic look you could.
“Belphie. You need to wake up.”
“Belphie we need to go!”
“I don’t wanna--!”
The demon speaks up again, getting closer and kicking right under the bench where your backpack was as hard as he could.
“Wake the fuck up already! Go and play with your human pet somewhere else!”
Belphie sits up slowly as you stand up and grab your backpack, wincing when you open it up and see the mess of books, notebooks and pencils now either bent, cracked or straight up destroyed.
Oh well, easy fix. These notebooks were easily replaceable and pencils you could get anywhere, book like this on the other hand would be a bit--
“...Did they do that?”
You jump as you feel Belphegor looking over you, bringing your backpack close to you and hiding it from view. He frowns at your actions before tugging the backpack out of your grip and looking inside, face devoid of any emotion as his gaze goes from the item in his hand to the demon now glaring at you both.
“Belphie. Come on. They need to clean.”
“They ruined something of yours.”
“It doesn’t matter I can just replace it, let’s go--”
Your demon moves faster than your words, Belphegor’s snarl ringing loud in your ears despite how far he is away from you. The lesser demon barely has time to react as Belphegor grabs him by the back of the head in full demon form and yanks him back onto the bench, his bright blue nails now far larger than you’ve ever seen them before as they dig deep into the scalp of his victim.
Belphegor grabs your backpack and empties it out, your belongings clattering onto the floor as he tilts the demon’s head back with one hand while the other starts bunching up your backpack into a small ball of nothing but zippers and strings.
In your head you are already yelling at Belphegor to stop but your brain is screaming at you to run away as fast as you can while your legs don’t respond to any of the distress signals and remain locked in place, forcing you to watch as the demon scratches at Belphegor’s skin but fails to do any damage as the hand holding his head now moves to his mouth and forces it open with a sickening crack.
“You were acting so high and mighty before.”
Belphegor grins as he stuffs the bag into the demon’s mouth.
“What’s wrong? Did you think I would let you walk away from ruining my master’s things?”
The demon scratches his throat when Belphegor pushes the bunched up ball deeper into their throat, a gasp escaping you as you see the outline of some of the zippers pressing right against the inside of their skin and threatening to pop out.
“Haha, I never knew scum could talk. Maybe if I shove this far enough down your throat and then pull it out, I’ll rip out your vocal cords as well. Then my master won’t have to hear your ugly voice--”
It’s pushing. Whatever is getting lodged in that demon’s throat is pushing to get out and you can almost see their nose bleeding from the pressure that is being created as their hands slowly stop moving and one of them falls limp--!
The words die in your throat as Belphegor’s hand is wretched out of the demon’s mouth, the bag now lodged in their throat as their fingers twitch against the now half destroyed bench. The Avatar of Sloth looks down at the demon before looking back at you, shoving him down so that they hit the ground with another sickening crack.
He smiles as he stands in front of you, your eyes looking at anywhere but him as Belphie waits a couple more minutes before clearing his throat.
You can only make a noise, it’s almost like you are trying to hold back from swallowing your tongue. He calls your name again before letting out a quick ‘oh’ and smiling as he pats your head.
“That’s right. You have no idea how to be a master. Haha, I forgot.”
His smile is soft compared to angry trails of blood running down his arms.
It takes every single ounce of your self control to not slap him away when he grabs your hand, Belphie leaning down to press your palm on the top of his head just like you had been doing before.
“You need to praise me...or else I’ll feel neglected...”
He closes his eyes and leans into your touch.
“And do something much worse.”
Praise? He wanted praise? For almost killing--no--he had just killed another demon in front of you in cold blood for something as simple as some ruined books! Your eyes actively refuse to look at the corpse a couple of feet away from you as your hands continue to run through Belphie’s soft hair, the shock leaving you to mutter a few words that you thought would be enough to satiate your demon’s bloodlust and keep you safe.
“Good...Good job Belphie…Thank you.”
Your demon smiled, letting out a soft hum as you two walked hand in hand back to the House of Lamentation.
He had a nap to catch up to.
“You’ll like it.”
A bat’s eyes stares up at you as you do your best to not stare back.
“MC, just give it one bite.”
You give the sandwich in your hands a squeeze and see the eyeball pop out--
“Nope. Sorry Beel. That's just….this isn’t for me.”
Beel bumps you lightly as you both walk down the rather busy Devildom street, people walking around with several prime Devildom snacks as the food trucks behind you work overtime to try and feed all of the hungry demons that were patiently waiting their turn. It was rather sweet of your demon to invite you to one of his few lesser known hang out spots, one even his brothers didn’t know about, so they wouldn’t know about Beel eating half of these food trucks out of house and home.
Turning around, you look at the two food trucks that closed down already due to being labeled as Beel’s favourite.
Those poor souls, well at least they get their food’s worth in cash with how much Grim Beel was throwing at them to get the food out faster. The memory made you giggle as you hand the bat sandwich to Beel and look for something else to eat--
A large hand tugs you back as a demon speeds past you with cash in hand, your back pressing against Beel's chest as he looks down at you in worry.
“Don’t stray too far away from me, MC. I don’t want to lose you.”
The little flip flop your heart makes feels light and fluffy, a smile creeping up on your face as you nod and hold out your hand for him to take, Beel smiling as you two walk down the busy street to make your way back home.
Until you sniffed the air.
Your eyes turn to the direction of the delicious smell, your stomach growling as you tug on Beel’s hand and point to the only thing that seemed edible for a human person.
A popcorn stand.
Purple eyes shine as Beel repays the favor and tugs you towards it, a Little D running the concession looking up at you two and grinning as he sees Beel.
“Finally! Been waiting for the star of this whole show to notice me!”
“Aren’t you popular~?”
Your hand pokes Beel’s side but the demon is already drooling at the mouth, holding up one finger as he looks down at the very simple menu.
“One gargantuan bucket of popcorn with Devilcheese topping and chupacabra butter drizzled on top--”
Beel nods, realizing he almost forgot his manners.
“Coming right up!”
The Little D takes out a rather big bucket and starts filling it out, Beel’s eyes not once straying from the deliciously warm, popped kernels entering the bucket as you take your time to look at the rest of the concession stand. As much as you would love to eat some of the popcorn with Beel, your hand was most likely at risk if it ever came near the vicinity of Beel and his food.
Besides, your demon would most likely finish that in 5 minutes flat.
So you scan the other items in front of you before shrugging and deciding on a small bag of pre-popped popcorn. This was more your speed anyway.
“Oh and can we also get--”
The bag gets snatched away from you quickly as another demon stands beside you, slamming down a couple of Grim on the counter as he makes quick work of the snack. You can’t help but stare as the demon grabs a handful and starts eating, his eyes meeting yours once he finally felt you staring.
“...did you want this, human?”
The question isn’t asked with any apology or remorse. It’s almost as if he is daring you to say something. Something inside you wants to call out to Beel to come help you deal with the less than savory Devildom interactions but you had 6 months left in this program...you needed to learn to stand up for yourself!
And by standing for yourself you meant saving your own ass.
With a grin, the demon laughs and throws a piece of popcorn at you.
“Good answer. At least you’re a human who knows their place.”
The piece lands on your jacket, your eyes rolling as you wipe it off and turn back to look at Beel.
Despite the sickening bone crushing sound as a spray of something flickered past your vision, nobody in the street seems to pay any attention to the now screaming demon behind you. You slowly turn around, looking down at the other demon now prostrated at your feet as the bag of popcorn was in Beel’s left hand--
And the demon’s arm was on his right.
The Little D blinks at the sight before frowning as he snaps his fingers at you, the demon’s screams now replaced with angry snarls and cries as Beel keeps holding him down onto the pavement. You put a hand over your mouth at the black blood now pooling under him and move away when the puddle starts growing outwards to you, your stomach churning and losing any sort of appetite you could have had at the sight.
“Hey human. I don’t care if one of your demons does this but mind taking it somewhere else? It’s going to wreck my shop.”
Wreck his--someone’s arm had just been ripped off!
Your eyes look to see if someone, anyone, was paying attention but the only thing you could seem to find were a couple of passing glances here and there as the rest of the Devildom went about its day despite the horrifying scene playing out next to them.
The Little D speaks up again.
“Aren’t you going to call him off?”
Beel’s usual friendly face is replaced with a calm anger as he stares down at the arm in front of him with a tentative look. He brings it close to his mouth, a similar string of saliva running down his lips as he opens his jaw---
He stops, eyes going back to stare at the way your legs were shaking and how much you were holding back from throwing up due to the smell of demon blood mixed with buttery popcorn.
“Scum like you aren’t worth eating.”
The Avatar of Gluttony drops the arm close to his victim, the demon quickly grabbing it and scampering off as you watch the droplets of black follow in his quick steps. You lean against the concession stand and put a hand over your heart as you try to calm yourself down and to get the bile in your throat to go back to where it belonged.
You jumped when you heard Beel calling out to you, your demon smiling as he took your hand and handed you the bag of popcorn you no longer wanted.
“This is the one you wanted, right?”
It was slimy. The popcorn inside was clearly not affected by the blood now sticking to the bag and your fingers.
“Or did you want some of mine? If it’s with you I’ll always share.”
That wasn’t the issue! He had just ripped another demon’s arm off and he was going to eat it--!
Beel calls out your name once again, smiling as he gets closer and looks down at you expectantly. You both look at each other for a good three seconds, the longest three seconds of your life, before the demon picks you up so that your backside is perched on his arm. A part of you was still willing to complain and demand that he get you down but he takes one of your hands and puts it on his cheek, kissing your palm while his tongue licks up some of the blood that had dried between your fingers.
“Did I do good?”
You can’t answer, the only thing you can do is watch as he presses another kiss to your hand.
“I heard human masters praise their demons when they do good…”
He nibbles on your thumb.
“Aren’t you going to praise me, master?”
A tongue licks right under your fingernail, trying to get to every nook and cranny almost as if he was savoring you--
Beel’s face lights up as he looks at you, eyes softening and bringing back the Beel you knew as you rub your thumb lightly across his cheek and do your best to swallow back the bile threatening to gargle its way up your throat once more.
“Thank you Beel...thank you.”
The touch of a master felt so nice, Beel thought, that it almost made it worth not eating what he had craved for in such a long time. But he was satiated with just this--the demon’s blood on your fingers tasted better than any topping he could think of.
You laugh as you feel Asmo wrap his arms around you and tug you close, the music thumping in your ears as Solomon chuckles at the image you two make. It had been a rough week for Asmo with the launch of his new perfume line, the plans he had for his pop up stores and then the collaboration he wanted to do with Majolish that was almost late in its release--but somehow it had all finished right on time in what had to be the longest five days in your life.
Being a celebrity in the human world was hard, you thought, but being a celebrity in the Devildom was much harder when you had to do most of the collaborations and testing of products yourself.
Maybe that is why Asmo brought you along, you guessed. In a way, you were providing him with emotional support and praising him every step of the way whenever he managed to get one thing done and immediately move to the other.
There were no breaks this whole week, either for you or for him, so coming to the Fall after the announcement of the collaboration with Majolish was like the cherry on top of a pretty piled up ice cream sundae.
Asmo lets out a happy hum as he presses a kiss to your cheek, pulling away with a loud smooch as he settles into the backrest of the seat.
“Everything got done on time! I can’t believe those jerks at the perfume company thought to move up the launch to Monday when they knew that I would also be talking to the palette company the same day! I gave each and every one of those executives my calendar! It’s like they can’t even read…”
Solomon shrugs and takes a sip of his drink, looking out into the sea of bodies on the dance floor dancing along to the music.
“You are becoming increasingly popular lately, Asmo, maybe they just wanted to get the launch done soon so they could start another project with you.”
The Avatar of Lust sighs and leans against you, cuddling close as you run a hand through his hair instinctively.
You’ve been doing this two or three times for the past five days so it's almost become second nature.
“I understand that they do want to get me into as many ad campaigns as possible, but if that is cutting into the time I spend with MC then they can just wait.”
His eyes shine when he looks at you, your heart picking up in speed as he leans closer.
“Right, MC? You’re all mine tonight?”
You can’t help it, Asmo has been working hard and you knew he thrived off attention so you just answer without thinking.
“As long as you don’t tell the other’s about it...I’m all yours.”
Asmo’s squealing and his arms wrapping around you cover up the worried look Solomon sends your way--
Only to be interrupted by someone clearing their throat.
It’s hard not to stare at the pretty demon in front of you. She is wearing a beautiful dress that shows off every asset from her hips to her chest, making it hard to concentrate on just one thing as she sends Asmo a shy smile. Her wings twitch lightly, letting you see the way the inside skin of her bat-like wings caught the neon lights and made them shine even more.
You still hadn’t gotten used to seeing succubuses and it showed.
Your demon unwraps himself from you and sits up straight, the other sitting down beside him and subtly pulling him close to whisper something into his ear. He nods and lets her go, the demon waving at him and heading out to the dance floor as Asmo starts stepping out of the booth the three of you occupied.
You can't help but ask.
"What did she say?"
Asmo takes out a pocket mirror and fixes his hair.
“She wanted to dance. I think I saw her at the pop up store today so she’s most likely a fan.”
He snaps the mirror shut and sends a wink your way.
“I’ll see you two in a bit~! Don’t miss me too much, okay?”
Solomon waves goodbye as you watch Asmo get lost in the crowd, sighing as you let yourself relax.
“He certainly kept you busy.”
You chuckle and put your drink down, eyes staring at the demons losing themselves to the song.
“I didn’t mind...it was nice to see him work so hard on something he was passionate about. I never see him try this hard at RAD so I didn’t know he had such a work oriented attitude when it came to stuff like his product line. Especially when it comes to organizational skills.”
“Did you see his face when one of the demons tried to stock the facial cream right next to the body wash in the store? I thought he was going to have a breakdown.”
Both of you laugh at the surreal memory as the music slows down to a smooth and intimate beat.
Swirling his drink in the glass, Solomon's voice gets serious as he speaks up again.
“How much praise have you been giving Asmo lately?”
What...kind of question was that? Did he mean how much you had been praising Asmo this week or as a whole?
“A regular amount?”
There was Monday when you praised him with dealing with such a short notice change to the plans, Tuesday when Lucifer caught him trying to sneak away from RAD in order to talk to some other company that wanted to work with him and he ended up coming back to RAD instead, Wednesday was a day full of praise because you got to see Asmo’s work ethic first hand with the pop up store as well as how nice he had been to his fans, Thursday and Friday sort of blended together---
“You may want to cut it back.”
The beat drops low as the music gets more intense, the bodies on the floor grinding against each other as Solomon puts his drink down and makes an effort to look you in the eyes.
“Asmo hasn’t had a master like you before. You tend to be free and open with your affection and to a demon that is--”
“Sol, I'm not their master. I'm their friend. ”
You didn't want to explain this to Solomon again. The title of master was so pretentious, just because you shared a pact with the seven Lords of Hell didn't mean you could boss them around! And you didn't want to order them around in the first place!
The brothers were your family, Asmo was your family and you'd be damned if anyone tried to put you in a level above them.
Surprise is the first reaction you see in his eyes before Solomon concedes and drinks the rest of his cocktail, gently placing the glass down and sending you an understanding smile.
"The brothers really got lucky when they got you, didn't they? A human who is kind even to a demon."
He taps the table with his hand and stands up, a hand going up to stop you when you copy his movements.
"I'm sure Asmo will want to keep you here for a bit more. I think I can make my way to Purgatory Hall by myself."
Well, now you feel bad.
Solomon knew more than you on the matter of demons and pacts but you knew how to handle the brothers now. You’ve been with them a full year, that’s enough to know a person’s inner workings. You could handle Lucifer at his crankiest, Mammon at his craziest and Satan at his angriest. It wasn’t that you didn’t want to know more about pacts, it’s just that what you had with the brothers, what you had with Asmo, went beyond that--
Your view of the club is cut off as you feel a pair of hands cover your eyes.
Fight and flight instincts are subdued when you recognize the voice, your body relaxing and smiling as you touch the demon’s hand to pry it away--only to feel something warm and wet covering his skin.
It's strange how quickly you’ve come to recognize the smell of demonic blood. The brothers had done their best to hide that side of the Devildom for you but you caught glimpses of the violence here and there. It was a demon’s nature, you supposed, but the strong odor always made your eyes tear up.
So having the smell so close to you now, it was making you dizzy and keeping you rooted to your spot.
"Oh? MC you are all tensed up--ah."
The tilt in his voice changes as Asmo pulls his hands away so you could blink away the spots dancing around your eyes.
"Do I smell bad, MC?"
You waste no time standing up, turning around and then walking behind the booth, pupils shrinking as you see the black liquid running from Asmo's arm all the way to the very tip of his fingers. Whatever isn't soaked up by Asmo's jacket drips onto the floor, each drop heavy and messy as they littered the flashing floor.
"I probably do to a human, huh? The feeling alone is disgusting--"
"Asmo what happened?!”
Why was he bleeding so much? There were no cuts in his jacket and he didn’t seem to be freaking out. Did something happen in the dancefloor, had someone tried to attack him--why wasn’t he more alarmed!? You stop investigating his arm when Asmo coos at you as he takes your hand and intertwines it with yours.
“Always so cute~ Are you worried for me, MC?”
“Yes?! Did you get into a fight--?”
A blood stained finger taps your lips, Asmo letting out a sly grin as he leans close to whisper into your ear.
“It isn’t mine, darling, you don’t need to worry so much.”
Your hands try to tug away from his when he speaks but he keeps you close, his other hand wrapping around your waist as he forces your attention on his voice and his voice alone.
“The succubus I was dancing with? She was a bit...rude. I don’t know why she started making such accusatory comments about you keeping me all to yourself and not letting me pay attention to my fans, but she just let her mouth run anyway. She started saying such mean things about you, MC, I just couldn’t take it.”
He lets out a happy sigh, as if satisfied with the decision he had taken as he buries his face in your shoulder.
“So I just ripped one of her wings off to warn her. I didn’t think she’d spray this much out--ruined my entire outfit.”
Asmo presses a kiss to your neck as you try to pull away again but can only budge from his hold as he starts swaying you to the music.
“Hehe, I did a good thing, didn’t I? What is it Levi says? I protected your honor?”
His fingernails seem to almost dig into your back, your body now barely feeling like yours as you let Asmo move you side to side as the music switches to a love song from the human world.
“So shouldn’t I get some praise, master?”
You can’t breathe. It’s not just Asmo pulling you close as you feel yourself sag in his arms with how tightly he is holding you, you can’t breathe because of his confession and just how stupid you could be.
Solomon didn’t praise Asmo as much, in fact he was stricter with Asmo than the other demons you knew he had a pact with, and you had just blown off any sort of advice because you thought that you and the brothers were the same.
“Masteeeer~ Tell me something good...please~”
His words are no longer coherent but just mumbles as you feel him breathing you in as the music grows louder and louder and his grip grows tighter and tighter.
Asmo grins as he feels two hands embrace him, burying your face in his chest as you let him move you in whatever way he wants.
“...thank you...thank you for protecting me…”
He lets out a pleased sigh as he feels your arm rub his back up and down, his mouth opening up to lick and bite at the skin you were so carelessly letting him be so close but stopping himself. It wouldn’t make sense to worship his master with all this blood on one side of him. Words of praise were enough for now.
Once they get back to the House of Lamentation, he’ll ask for a different kind of reward~
Demons do not necessarily have to please their masters but the stronger the connection the stronger the need to make their devotion shown. It is important that the connection between a demon and their master stays one of giving and taking. If the balance is shifted, the human or the demon may lose control of the pact entirely, leaving the remaining party to act irrationally. Just remember:
Your master is temporary.
What exists between you and your master is temporary.
Humans stay with humans, demons stay with demons.
You read the passage a couple more times and then take a peek at the blonde in front of you, blinking when you see Satan meeting your eyes. Both of you look at each other before he breaks first, smiling as he puts his book down and speaks up.
“How are you holding up?”
Looking down at your notes, you blink at the lack of writing on the page. You two had been studying here for an hour for your Pactology exam but your eyes had just been stuck on that passage since you first opened the book. You weren’t going to be forward enough to say that Satan was in love with you but you could admit that the feelings between him and you had certainly grown.
“I’m good just...studying, you know?”
In fact, it had been that way with all of the brothers.
You weren’t necessarily friends but also not necessarily lovers. All of it was just a convoluted mess that all of you preferred to not give a name because of just how complicated it was.
Yet Satan had always been a bit more straightforward with you.
The rather direct straight messages, the always polite yet flirty attitude, the secret glances he thought you wouldn’t notice that used to make you laugh but now they made you worry.
Were you being too lenient?
The book was set up as a case study so there were some pages filled with stories about demons who had done atrocious things in order to please their masters in the name of 'love'. Some demons had killed entire royalty lines while others had topped over governments and kingdoms. It wasn’t necessarily spoken as if it was a bad thing, what a demon did when they were in love, it was just spoken as a sort of ‘warning’ that most demons should be the level headed ones in the pact relationship.
Lest they wish to be subjugated to a unilateral pact rather than a bilateral one, all for 'love'.
But maybe you didn't need to worry about that? The stories they spoke of were of some sort of twisted devotion a demon could have for their master! The brothers weren’t devoted to you like that. Satan still teased you from time to time and he knew you were still working your way around having seven pacts. Why would he be devoted to a human like yourself? Why would any of them be devoted to you in such a way!
You close the book as your demon comes to sit down next to you, Satan putting an arm around your chair and sliding closer so he could look at your notes. He hums at the blank pages before smiling and opening the book back up, scanning the index for a moment before tapping one line and flipping to the correct page.
“The test is going to be handwritten so you have to make sure you can explain this case in detail--”
He flips back a couple pages, not noticing you looking at him as he clicks his tongue when he finds it.
“And this one as well. If you know these two by the time the test rolls around you should be fine, these are the professors favourite cases so they are bound to be on there--"
“Satan, how do you feel about me?”
Surprised wouldn't begin to cover what he looks like. Satan pulls away slightly to get a better look at you and then smiles as he tucks a stray piece of hair over your ear.
"Why the sudden question?"
You can't help but blush, he always acted like this even in public. Were you enabling him, maybe, by letting him do this? But it felt so nice--
"Just...want to know, you know?
Satan nods before flipping a couple of pages on the book and stopping on the page you were reading. He takes a couple of seconds to scan the words.
"Humans stay with humans...demons stay with demons."
He blinks and looks at you, his eyes fixated on every involuntary twitch as the library gets even more quiet.
"Do you believe this, MC?"
You look at Satan and then back to the book.
"What do you mean?"
His expression softens as he clears his throat.
"Well some of these books were written a very long time ago and times change. Just like the Devildom changes. Look at us, we have a library now. One with computers and everything."
"And not one with typewriters?"
Both of you laugh, the mundanity of it all setting in as you feel yourself relax. It was the same back in the human world, afterall. Things changed, people changed, everything was in a constant state of change so why shouldn't the Devildom experience the same thing?
You weren't doing anything wrong.
"I'll find a newer version then--"
"No need. The notes I took should be enough. Besides--"
Satan scoots even closer and leans over the table to grab his notebook, smiling as his hand grabs your shoulder and brings you closer to him.
"We can just study like this. Since we are at the library we should be keeping quiet."
With renewed confidence, you smile and lean against his shoulder as the hand on the back of your chair pulls you in closer to press a kiss on your cheek. The next few minutes are spent doing nothing but whispering to each other about the exam and several other questions you might have had before Satan mentions something about grabbing a book he needs and how you just needed to sit tight.
Your eyes had to stop staring at so many pact symbols so the break was highly welcome.
Rubbing them with your hands, you miss the demon standing up and walking towards your table.
The tone is stern but surprisingly polite, making you pay attention quickly as you greet the demon with a slight head nod. They take a minute to look at you up and down before speaking again.
“Listen...I really don’t mean to sound rude but I really don’t think you should be doing this outside.”
You blink and look around you, trying to find the clear social violation you had crossed, which only made the demon roll their eyes and tap their finger on the table to bring back your attention.
“I meant the affection, human. I understand that Lord Satan is proud or whatever of having you as his master but that sort of praise should be kept private. If you want to subjugate your demon like that, please do so where none of us can see---”
The liquid that hits your face is warm, disgustingly warm, that you immediately put a hand over your eyes and hiss at the small stinging sensation it seems to be leaving behind. A scream, far too close to you, makes you jump from your seat as you rub at your eyes furiously with your sleeve in order to see what had happened...or what was possibly attacking you.
You don't waste a second, you immediately react with your first instinct.
Your blood was pumping, your face was warm, every single hair on your body was standing on end as you finally rub and blink away the thing that was blinding you--
Only to be met with Satan's eyes shining as they look at you, a smile on his face while preening at the fact that you had called out his name, not once caring about the eyeball he was now holding in his hand and the demon kneeling in front of him gripping at the blood and skin that was now pooling and dripping down their face and to the floor while hazardously, screaming bloody murder.
Satan’s breathing is heavy as he throws the eye off to the side, smiling as he ignores the demon bleeding out on the floor in favor of taking care of you.
“What a shame, it got you all dirty.”
He takes a handkerchief from his pocket while his other hand went to delicately touch your chin--
Only to blink when you step away from him, his hand hanging in the air as he looks at you. You open your mouth to speak about what he had done, to give any sort of reprimand or punishment but the anger in your demon’s eyes as he smiled and tried to reach out for you again kept you from saying anything and only letting you close your mouth as his hand tilted your chin up.
“I was right. We should have just studied in my room. You shouldn’t have had to deal with someone like them.”
You can only stare at him in horror as he cleans away the blood slowly, licking his lips before leaning down to give your now clean cheek a brief peck.
“Aren’t you happy I was here to protect you, MC?”
Your eyes darted down to the demon on the floor, picking themselves up and running out of the library as everybody else continued working in silence, as if only a mild inconvenience had happened that had barely disrupted the atmosphere of the library.
“I did a good job, didn’t I? Getting them away from you..”
Why did no one help them? Why did no one stop it?
“You even called out to me.”
Your heart stops as your demon takes your hand and presses his lips to your knuckles.
“What sort of praise will you give me, master?”
No one stopped him because that was your job.
The text flashes in your head, a note you had also forgotten to jot down.
You do not need praise from your master.
Humans do not realize it but their praise, due to the pact's effects, gives a sense of calm that is not present in a demon’s nature and can keep a demon subjugated and even persuade them to make the pact permanent. A demon will find themselves seeking out that praise indefinitely, leading to irrational acts of violence that aren’t stated in the pact and an increase in a demon’s possessive nature towards their master if praise isn’t given often.
Keep a level head and remember, you work for you and not for them.
Satan smiles as he feels your fingers on his cheek, wiping the blood away slowly as you try to continue the action despite the small thrum of pain on your thumb as you touched the now drying black blood.
“You did good...thank you…thank you Satan.”
It’s like he can breathe again, your demon thinks, with the way you are touching his hair and looking up at him. You looked so helpless and how could he possibly ignore such a cute look? He takes your hand and helps you pick the stuff strewn across the table, tutting at the mess the bug dared to leave behind on the notebooks.
But it didn’t matter now, his room was a lot quieter and a better place to study anyway.
If he and his master ended up studying at all.
FALL INTO DESPAIR!
You sigh as your fingers move against the controllers, your character gliding on the screen as they did their signature move and jumped back onto the platform with great ease.
Good thing this was just the practice stage, you were pretty sure you wouldn't have made that smooth a-jump if you were playing against Levi.
Another sigh escapes you as you look at the door.
Where did Levi even go?
What was the point of playing a new game if he wasn't around to tell you every single detail about it? That was the first reason you had bought Demonic Gear anyway, to laugh as Levi complained or praised a certain feature in the game.
This game specifically had been one Levi was extremely hyped to buy, even inviting you to wait with him outside one of the few game stores the Devildom had opened for the release.
The experience itself was one you had to take part in, Levi insisted as he dragged you outside, one that would take a normie like you and turn them into a hardcore gamer.
Which you honestly couldn't care less about.
You just liked seeing him excited.
Was it silly to say that it also got you excited as well? Levi tended to share everything with you when it came to his interests that it made it hard not to get excited as well.
And with how often Levi tended to put himself down for having no friends, inviting you to something he enjoyed was probably the biggest test of friendship he could give you.
One, you would like to say, you barely passed.
You look at your fingers on the controller, frowning as you tap 'A' to restart the match.
Waiting in line with Levi had been a good experience like you thought, he had a backpack full of snacks and even warmers for your pockets so that your hands wouldn't get cold.
It was cute when you offered to hold hands inside your jacket pocket so that he also wouldn't feel cold, Levi nearly dropping a full chip bag in surprise as he sputtered about how he needed to keep himself bright and alert in case the doors opened early--!
Only to mutter in a low voice how he wouldn't mind doing it for a few minutes, just as long as you paid attention as well.
You smiled and let his hand intertwine with yours while huddled close, smiling whenever you felt him squeeze down just to prove that this was in fact real.
Maybe that had been your first mistake.
The doors had opened earlier than they had advertised, people immediately rushing in as the line moved fast and hazardously--
"Move over, human trash!"
It was fast, whatever the demon did to make you trip, but you barely could pull your hand away as you felt yourself about to fall--
Levi's hands were rough as he caught and pulled you away from the sea of people, hugging you tight to his chest as the demons in line quickly shuffled into the store and out with their copies in hand.
By the time you two were able to go in, there wasn't a single copy left.
The walk back home had been quiet, a look of guilt on your face as you tell him that the moment a new shipment came you would go back and buy it yourself--
But Levi just said it wasn't your fault and that he was just happy he got to hold your hand.
You insisted on going to his room and playing a different game but Levi asked you to just wait for him there, stating that there was something he needed to do before he could be worthy to stand by your side again.
That line alone made you worried. He only talked like this when he was really upset about something.
Without waiting one second, you run to his room and search up the game on the online store. Levi was planning to spend this amount anyway so it didn’t matter whether you purchased it online or as a physical copy, right!
Who were you kidding? It mattered to him...and so it mattered to you.
“Maybe I can reserve a copy now? Surely the shipment will arrive soon--”
You jump up and put the remote down on his chair, smiling as you turn around to at least tell him about how you got him a consolation prize--!
Yet your gasp interrupts any sort of good news that you could give, almost tripping over yourself as you watch a small drop of blood drip off from Levi’s nails, the rest matted to the clothes of his demon form as he gave you a small smile.
All your thoughts are on immediately making sure he isn’t hurt, going to reach for his arm--but feeling your hand stopped by his as he immediately gets down on one knee.
“I took care of them, Master.”
“The rats that tried to hurt you.”
He looks up and you feel yourself back away, the hand grabbing yours tugging you back slightly as you look away from him. Levi had never looked so focused, his eyes never once breaking eye contact with yours as he switched from grabbing onto your hand to holding it with both of his hands.
“I saw their faces...the ones who did something so unforgivable. My instincts had told me to get rid of them right that instant but my Master needed my protection first.”
Levi presses your hand to his cheek and closes his eyes.
“But I followed their scent afterwards, the sick scent they had left behind on you when they got too close. They hadn’t even gone straight home to play the game they had stolen from us--they were just bragging...bragging about their foolish attempt to hurt you.”
He smiles as his hold gets tighter.
“But a fool always gets what a fool deserves.”
You remembered that line. The fourth book from the TSL series, the line the Lord of Shadows whispers to Henry before killing off one of the Lord of Fool’s messengers who had been sent to take Henry away. You remember Levi talking about how that book nearly had not been printed because of such a graphic detail on the description of the murder, revealing a side of the Lord of Shadows that fans may not have seen before…
The quiet and reclusive Lord, ripping the arm of the messenger clean off before proceeding to gouge out the inside of the stump with just his nails, the messenger only being able to scream in pain as the viscera gathered in a pool of meat and blood right next to his feet--!
Your hand twitches in realization as the blood burns your skin slightly, like when you put it far too close to the stove when it was clear that you needed to pull away.
“And better news yet, I reaped their spoils for you...for us…”
He shakily presses your hand on his head, his smile getting wobbly as a small trace of saliva slowly drips down the side of his lips.
“S--So please...praise me, my Master! Praise the good job your demon has done for you…! The Hero he has become for you!”
In your head, you remember the rest of that scene. The Lord of Shadows had turned to Henry with a nervous but victorious smile, claiming how he had saved his friend from being taken away from his side. Yet the book spoke about Henry's sudden and tiny fear of what the Lord of Shadows was capable of, his praise not born from gratitude but from fear of what would happen if he didn't give the once evil Lord what he wanted.
So you spoke your line perfectly and with what must have been the same fear that Henry felt as you gently ran your fingers through Levi's hair.
"My...my friend. My hero...thank you for keeping me safe...and keeping me close to you."
Levi feels his heart beat fast at your words, his breathing now ragged and heavy as he feels your words affect every single nerve in his body.
This...this was his first headpat! A headpat from his Master! Of all the items he could have possibly gotten from this quest--this was the rarest item of all! Even if he had to go and waste his time with some normie demons, it really had all been worth it! All for his master's praise!
Maybe if he begged enough...their Master would spend the night with him as well?
Your leg was bouncing more than you’d care to think about.
How did you even get into this mess? It wasn’t that you were unsupervised at any time during the day, Mammon was always the one insisting he walk you to and from classes the first few months of your pact with him so it was almost impossible to be alone..
But demon's were crafty and you had let your guard down while in RAD.
You look around and sigh, Mammon was really late.
It had been his idea to meet in this cafe, why was he the one late!? Your leg starts bouncing again as you look down at your phone and the rather glaring message that was from an unmarked number.
[You better not forget your promise, human, else we'll go after your scumbag protector!]
As much as you loved Mammon, it was getting harder to get him out of his debts nowadays. Not that you could possibly pay off any sort of debts that he had, you were sure some of them were in the millions, but this one had been different.
Some demons had managed to corner you outside of RAD, telling you that Mammon had given them a fake human artifact and how they wanted the 'real' thing.
You had made a face apparently because they told you it wasn't something that disgusting and that they weren't the kind of demons to 'mess around' with humans and how that was only for freaks.
They just wanted something of yours that they could sell.
Which, okay, you could do that.
"Mammon, where are you…"
They had agreed to meet you in an alley near the cafe you were currently at, one of the reasons you said yes to Mammon in the first place. You were just going to have coffee with him and then excuse yourself to give the demons what they wanted. It was going to be the quickest exchange of your life if only your demon would get here!
You grab your phone and shoot back a quick message, telling them to be patient and that you would be there in a few minutes.
The promise was getting harder to keep though.
With the ghost waiters staring at you and the other demons looking at you pitifully for sitting at a table all alone, you were starting to get more and more upset by the minute.
This was spoiling Mammon. Lucifer was right, you were actively spoiling Mammon at this point.
But how could you say no to him! Mammon may have his moments and, yes, he may have tried to sell something of yours but almost all of that cash that he seemed to get back went to get small presents for you and him! Your entire shelf back at the House of Lamentation was filled with little knick knacks he had bought you over the past few months and even the sight of them were enough to send your heart flying.
Any gift that Mammon gave you was stored and kept away at a very special place, both in your room and in your heart.
You weren’t shy about it either, any sort of jewelry he would buy would be worn by you the next day. It was met by annoyed comments and an occasional outburst as to why Mammon had such bad taste in jewelry but you knew that was the brother’s usual way of teasing you and him.
Your eyes go down to the bracelet you were wearing, smiling as you rub your thumb over the small golden links that kept it hanging around your wrist.
He had done so much for you, it was time you did this for him.
[Mammon! I need to go somewhere first! I’ll meet you at the cafe when I can, okay?]
Good thing you didn’t tell him you got here first and even better thing that you didn’t order anything. The chair scrapes against the cobblestone as you make your way out of the cafe, running down a somewhat familiar street as you try to find the correct alleyway.
“In front of The Fall and then take a left, in front of The Fall and take a left--”
You smile as the lights of The Fall greet you, illuminating the only alleyway that could possibly fit the description. Digging into your pockets, you pull out the artifact you were going to hand over and nod in determination.
“Hand it over and get out...nothing hard about that.”
Your hand goes over your heart as you try to calm it down while you turn and take the first few steps in--
The name escapes you before you can take in the image in front of you, a pair of blueish eyes staring at you Mammon’s leathery wings open up to hide the splatters of blood all over the concrete walls, but failing to hide the thing that he was holding in his hand.
A head. A head with a spine underneath that curved so perfectly, just like horns adorsninf the top.
The horns of a demon who looked so so similar to the one you had spoken to today--
His fingers immediately drop what he is holding on the poorly hidden pool of viscera strewn around him before retracting back to the fingers you were so used to seeing steal that it was so different to see them covered in blood.
"Why didn't you wait a the cafe…?"
And although you know it's him, you know that Mammon would never hurt you, your body takes a few steps back when he turns around to face you entirely.
Mammon in his demon form wasn’t anything new but your brain had equated it to match more serious events such as being in the Demon Lord’s castle or a dangerous situation. So seeing him in this form, with blood almost dripping off the leathery garments as he turns to look at you and calls out your name again in a worried but serious tone.
It was getting harder to fight your survival instincts.
He holds out his hand and you quickly recoil away, Mammon looking down and cursing when he sees it is caked with viscera and demon blood, the stench of it getting heavier the closer he gets to you. Quickly wiping it away, your demon wastes no time in meeting your steps as his hand goes to grab the back of your head and his arm wraps around your waist to pull you close to him.
“Why didn’t you tell me they were bothering you?”
Your eyes were stinging from the smell of death all around him, which you guessed was a good thing since you didn’t even know how to answer his question.
“When did they get to you...I was with you this entire week…”
It was like he wasn’t even directing these questions at you, just thinking out loud to himself as you feel his wings stretch out so that you wouldn’t be able to see the bloody mess on the cobblestone street--
A hand runs through your hair as Mammon hugs you tighter, your lips now pressed in a thin line as you hear vague whispers of what he should have done to them in the first place if they had dared to come and talk to you so openly.
“They shouldn’t have been around you, none of them have, nobody but me should be around you always…”
Your hand grips at his bicep as you feel his hold tighten.
“I had to protect my master...who else is going to protect you but me?”
He quickly pulls you away slightly and cups your face, your skin crawling when you feel the other hand he had fail to clean press against your cheek as he forced your eyes on him.
“You really should have told me something sooner...but I don’t mind forgiving my Master for something they couldn’t control.”
Mammon smiles and wraps his wings around you, so that nothing could possibly deter you from staring only at him.
“...I’m your protector, aren’t I?”
His hands fingernails lightly dig into your cheek as you jump when he speaks again.
“Say I’m your protector...please Master…”
It was fight of flight for you and the only way you could defend yourself was to soothe the beast in front of you with the words he wanted to hear.
“You’re...you’re my protector...Mammon...you always protect me…”
Your eyes never tear away from him as you copy his movements, cupping his cheeks and doing your best to hold back tears as the worry inside of you morphs into an awful dreadful feeling.
“Say it again.”
“You’re my protector…”
“Thank you for protecting me…”
Your demon lets go of your cheeks as you start to cry, smiling when he feels just how shaken you were by the whole situation. It must have been scary to be bullied by those scumbags, wasn’t it? But you didn’t have to cry anymore, your Mammon was here to protect you from everything that wished to take you away from him. He presses his lips to the corners of your eyes before hugging you close, reminding himself that from now on he would never dare to leave you alone.
His master deserved his protection, even if they didn’t know they needed it.
“Nice to meet you!”
You try to hold your smile just as you are holding out your hand, looking at one of the many Dukes of Hell that Diavolo was introducing you to during one of his many birthday parties.
Only for them to once again ignore you, smiling at Lucifer as they shake his hand and go back to enjoying the party.
“...well so much for that.”
You sigh and let your hand flop to your side as Lucifer stares at the guest walk away before turning back to you and offering you a sympathetic smile. As much as you wish you could return it, it was annoying to think that Diavolo had once again invited you to one of his many parties and decided to ignore the very clear fact that you were still a human.
And that most demons, especially demon royalty, tended to hate your guts.
No matter what you could possibly represent, you were still one of the races that they believed themselves to be superior to and no amount of smiling and hand shaking could fix that.
So it was annoying that Diavolo still thought that he could put you in those situations and pretend like there was nothing wrong.
“Did you see how she looked at me?”
“They were most likely impressed by your outfit, they had the decency to look at you at least.”
“They stared into my eyes for one second before ignoring me and being all smiley with you.”
You make a face as you turn towards Lucifer and give him your best aristocratic ‘I’m so much better than you’ gesture.
“Why Lucifer, you look just as radiant as the day we met! Would you save a dance for me later on tonight?”
Lucifer chuckles and takes your hand, leading you towards the stairs of the great palace.
“As much as I enjoyed the joke, I will have to let you go. One of the Duchesses of the Seventh Layer of the Devidom has asked for a dance and Diavolo fears she might throw an earth shattering tantrum if she does not get her wish.”
Your eyes look out towards the crowd as you spot the duchess in question, her eyes not once staring at you but almost drilling holes into Lucifer’s back as she tapped her fingers against her arm in anger at the mere thought of being kept waiting.
“Oh her? I like the hairpin she has on.”
Letting go of Lucifer’s hand, you go up the first few steps as Lucifer’s eyes remain fixed on your form.
“Yeah. I think it was a ghost lily? Either way, it was beautiful. It looked like it could go well with either long or short hair, those kinds of hairpins are hard to come by.”
You grin and turn to look at Lucifer.
“You think it’d look good on me?”
He doesn’t get to answer the question as you feel a rumble underneath your feet, both of you turning to stare at the fuming woman making her way towards you.
“That’s my cue. Good luck!”
Lucifer calls out to you but you are already halfway up the stairs, giggling to yourself as you realize just what your poor demon had to go through by being Diavolo’s second right hand man. That Duchess looked far too angry to be a regular demon, if you had stayed any longer she would have probably killed you right where you stood!
Well, not like Lucifer would let that happen.
Despite already being far away from the crowd, your smile stays on your face as you make your way towards one of the many balconies around the castle. The air is fresh and cool on your face as you lean against the dark marble to take in the view of the Devildom from Diavolo’s castle.
Whatever this had been, whether a cultural exchange program or some form of divine punishment, it was becoming easier to manage.
In fact, it had become a lot easier to manage once you had Lucifer’s pact mark imprinted on your left eye, officially making it the most prominent pact mark on your body. As much as you wished to believe that you had accustomed yourself to regular ol' Devildom life, Lucifer's pact mark had done most of the heavy lifting.
And that alone was enough to make you feel guilty.
The point of this entire 'exchange' was to lessen the strain of many years of conflict between the three realms and while Simeon and Solomon were pulling their weight, with Luke following behind rather dutifully, you had still struggled with basic demon interactions.
Until you got Lucifer's mark.
It didn't necessarily get better, but you were snarled at less by those who didn't want you there and that was enough to count it as a positive.
You press your hands against the marble of the balcony and let out another sigh. Didn't this just prove you were also putting pressure on Lucifer? Ontop of what he already had?
No. You weren't about to be a dead weight to your demon.
With how often Lucifer took care of you? And how much he said he treasured you? No! You refused to be a burden to him!
Shaking off the sadness you take in two deep breaths before humming and thinking of a way to possibly repay it back to him. You two dancing at Diavolo's party would be a bit too much for guests--so maybe you could dance here?
You grin and put your hands up as if you were with a partner, doing your best in imitating the basic waltz steps that Lucifer had taught you. Surprising him by offering to dance outside, with the moon shining down on you two as you thanked him for all he had done!
Best idea you've had this whole cultural exchange, really.
You laugh and spin around but a barrier stops you from making a full spin, hands grabbing your shoulders and keeping you in place.
"Are you enjoying the party, Master?"
Perfect! He had finished!
"Lucifer! I had an idea! How about we--"
The hairpin catches your attention first, the ornament being just as beautiful as close as it was at a distance yet speckled with something red against its shiny gold leaves as Lucifer held it up to you--
You push the hairpin away from your face as Lucifer smiles and leans into your touch, your left hand cupping the side of his face that had been sprinkled with the most blood. Your eyes go down to his collar and gasp when you see angry, red lines running from under his chin all the way to his collarbone, making his black shirt look even darker with the blood it was now absorbing.
And yet he didn't seem panicked, just smiling calmly as he holds your hand and presses it against the harsh wounds.
"Lucifer, we need to get you some help! We--We need to get Barbatos or Diavolo! Oh my stars you're bleeding so much--!'
"What happened! Is anybody else hurt? Why didn't you call for me--!"
You yelp when you feel Lucifer pressing your hands against the wound, the blood feeling wrong against your hand and skin but it does help from feeling the angry ridges from where the skin had been ripped.
"Do I look in pain?"
No. And that's what worried you the most.
"You...you don't but--"
"Believe me, these wounds are more than welcomed. Especially when they are a sign of how I protected you."
He keeps your hand pressed against his wound, pressing it closer and closer until you were sure that the tingling sensation in your hand was the feeling of it lightly burning your skin.
"The Duchess was just a pest as I thought but one good thing came from her corpse. I figured if a demoness that could run her tongue for so long didn't need her head to begin with."
The words don't hit you until you feel the hairpin pressed against your hair, feeling it clip into place as Lucifer adjusted it just a bit.
"No matter if short or long...I think this hairpin suits you best."
Lucifer smiles as he wraps one arm around your waist, keeping your hand trapped against his wound while he pressed a kiss to the tears now forming around the corner of your eyes.
"It's alright, Master, no need to thank me with your words. This should have been expected of me in the beginning..."
He smiles as he takes your other hand and places it on his shoulder, gently guiding you through the steps you had danced by yourself as his lips move from your eyes to your own trembling ones.
"Although it would be a shame if I had to go after another duke or duchess all to seek out my master's praise...it would be a hassle for Barbatos to clean up…"
Lucifer smiles as your lips quickly press against his, your entire body trembling against him as he continues to guide you through your little dance. How awful, you were probably cold from standing outside so long…
He'd be a waste of a demon if he didn't warm his master up, but he guessed that it would be appropriate to look for a private room first.
No need to let the pests see how cutely his Master cried for him.
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Heyyyy, I'm your suggestive anon :D
And today I'm back with another suggestive request,
So how about brothers reaction on Mc leaving Visible Hickeys on them?
Hope you have a great day dear, Ty (And I freaking loved the last one :))
Hey my suggestive anon, I hope you're doing fine too, mc is gender neutral here (no pronounciation actually) so here you go 💜
Brothers when you leave a visible hickey on them:
Warnings: 18+, NSFW, do not read if you're underage
*Smug smirk* touches the hicky infront of you while you both get ready to start your day, "my my, looks like someone was too eager last night, what should we do darling?"
Keeps his head high while walking so the hicky gets enough jealous stares.
Pride level +99999999999
Examines the hicky everytime uses the washroom.
Goes to meet prince and *unintentionally* shows off to Diavolo, "well Lucifer, looks like your and Mc's relationship is on full bloom"
Gets embarrassed,blushes yet doesn't try to hide it daddy takes pride in it duh what are you saying instead plans on getting revenge from you by not letting you walk straight for next few days :').
50 shades of red Mammon in the morning is a nice view, you can bet your life on it :')
"O-oi human look w-what ya did, I have a s-shoot today d-damnit"
Insists his director & make up artist to do shirtless shoots and keep his hicky intact so he can ✨flex✨.
Whenever someone points out he snorts, "well I'm the great Mammon after all, of course I get plenty of chicks"
Your glare at him -> he gets a heart attack -> you leave from the place -> he runs after you -> he kabedons you -> ✨make out session ✨
| You: 0 | Mammon:0 | Hickeys; 100|
Conclusion: you both are covered with Hickeys now congratulations.
Screams Internally + Externally in the washroom early in the morning.
"Levi ?! what happened are you okay????"
"Levi I don't understand alien language..."
Doesn't know what to do infront of his brothers, should he hide or should he show off? diavolo have mercy on him...
Stays shirtless while playing with his entire guild because it's 'hot' outside:')
When someone points it out "Oh Lol it's from my partner"
Confidence level: +9999999
Tries to rile you up entire day *unintentionally* so you would give him more Hickeys (hehe sneaky snake).
He loves marking you so when you mark him instead, he's Initially Blushing, but within a split second lips curled into smirk which he only shows when his pride level literally exceeds Lucifer's.
"Well well looks like my kitty has become rebellious"
Keeps his shirt's collar button open so everyone can have the best view.
Whenever someone stares extra hard, satan smirks and sends you the update with some ✨wisdom✨ like what he's going to do with you at night as a revenge and so on :').
Toward the end of day everyone in the bookclub knows that Satan's partner is ✨eager✨.
Makes sure to give you plenty of matching marks that night and forbids you from using concealer to hide it.
Hickeys ? On Avatar of lust? From YOU??? Asmo is a sucker of it.
Give him marks please, show both of your marks off together, show the world that you both belong to each other.
No matter how much make up he uses, he never covers up the Hickeys you leave on him.
He encourages you to give him more.
Wears more revealing outfits to flex more.
He loves you ,he takes pride on it and don't worry he's going to show his appreciation for the Hickey tonight in the most sensual and productive way.
Doesn't notice at first until someone else (specifically you) points it out.
He's the most chill brother about it though.
He loves the fact that you have marked him,he loves to be called as yours.
When his teammates points it out after the match he feels like Lucifer's sin has possessed him, he feels so prideful.
Plans on thanking you by pleasuring you like the royalty at night.
*At dinner table*
Beel: Belphie what's that above your collarbone? Is that a mosquito bite?
Beel: That mark is really deep, was the mosquito big?
Belphie: dunno, take measurement if you want, they are sitting beside you *points at you*.
Lucifer & Mammon: *chokes*
Belphie has no filter about it, why should he? He loves you, you love him and he lives to mark you as his and so do you. He's not only the spoiled brat, you're a spoiled gremlin too :').
Whenever someone stares for very long at his hicky he would go to them and ask with a cocky look "like what you see?" And then leaves the place with a chuckle.
Flexes extra hard whenever you both are in the same place, be it outdoor or indoor.
Keeps collar button open of his R.A.D shirt turning a deaf ear to Lucifer's warnings.
At night throws baseless accusations on you so he can punish you nice and hard.
Thank you so much for reading, stay healthy and stay safe everyone and please take care of yourself 💜
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Embarrassing Things MC likes to do to the Brothers(Plus un-datables)
-He’s the most serious one, so he’s the best one to tease especially if he’s highly flusterer
-At Dinner , It was quiet, you all were enjoying dinner until you said
-”can you pass the salt daddy?”
-He chokes for a second
-the brothers chuckle and snicker
-He knew you did that purposely and he’ll make sure to punish you gravely tonight
-This is mammon we’re talking about, he’s the easiest prey ~
-All you do is just call him cute embarrassing pet names, anywhere, anytime
-”Where’s my smoochie poochie?~”
“Oi!! quit calling me that!” His face is completely red
-”don’t you want my love, Mammy Pammy?~”
-you give him kisses but he’s still salty
-Just like Mammon, easy prey
-all you would do is just always be real close to him where every he goes
-He’ll be flustered especially if you show PDE(Public Display of Effection)
-It’s not that he doesn’t like it, he’s just sees it as embarrassing
-Sometimes you go an extra step but yelling in a crowd “THIS IS MY BEAUTIFUL ADORABLE HUBBY”
-You would see him on the ground red faced , but he loved it lowkey-
-He was a bit harder to Embarrass but you eventually figure it out (it was cat based of course-)
-He’d be reading in the living area with some of the brothers and you would walk in normal but you had a noticeable accessory, A collar
-He was shocked but he did really blush deep until he noticed the tag
-”Satan’s bad kitty”
-Now he did want people to know you’re his but this was embarrassing for him-
-You;d soften him up by purring which semi turns him on a little
-Nothing. Nothing you do will embarrass him XD
-He loves every little thing you do
-He enjoys seeing your attempts to try and fail everytime
-He gets curious as to how far you’ll go
-He was hard to embarrass at first but you found a way very quickly
-He gets embarrassed by you when you treat him like a baby
-Such as Cleaning him up, pinching his cheeks , call him soft cute names ,etc
-”You’re such a messy boy~”
-things like that make him a blushy mess
-You would think the wouldn’t be be flustered at all but there’s one way he can be~
-All you would have to do is steal his Jacket (sometimes shirt too ) and wear it for the whole day while wearing short shorts , so that looks like you have nothing under and thigh stockings
-When he seems you like this, he’s a blushing mess and will keep you from his brothers
-He’ll trap you in his bed with you in his arms , he’ll be slightly irritated as well
-He’s easy to embarrass
-One thing you’d love to do is sit on his lap while during a meeting
-He’d be as red as his hair in his demon form
-Lucifer would scold you but you wouldn’t care since you’ve completed your mission
-He low-key doesn't mind you on his lap
-He’s almost like Asmo, Not really bothered by your attempts but he can get caught off guard sometimes
-The one that makes him flustered is when you guys are around people and you rush from behind and hug him from behind
-He’d be surprised and blushed , He knew it was you because only you would have the guts to do so
-Afterwards, he’d lightly scold you to behave yourself but he already knew you wouldn’t listen, much at least
-He’s basically immune to your attempts
-but he’ll uno reverse you
-You end up being a red mess when he does the same thing to you or counters you
-When it was physical, he really knew how to make you blush hard
-you’d later attempt to kick his butt but failed because he dodges right as you came rushing in
-He doesn’t mind the affection you give him but gets nervous when you tease him
-He has nothing against PDA but when you take it too far , he gets flustered
-Like when you overly cuddle *cough*squeeze*cough* him or cling onto him
-he appreciates your love but he’d prefer this when he has you all to himself
Luke (Non Romantic)
-He is your child, why would you not embarrass him??
-One of the things he finds embarrassing is when you claim your dominance as his mom
-He hates it when you scream “EVERYONE ,THIS IS MY SON, HURT HIM AND YOU DIE “
-He gets so embarrassed but proves your point yelling “MOOOM/DAAAD!!!”
(Hope you enjoyed this post! LEave some suggestions for more scnerios!)
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Y/N or MC when Lucifer was about to kill them when they stood up for Luke and Beel:
Luke and the rest of the demon brothers:
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Weird Ways The Brother Touch You Headcannons
It is a know fact that Belphie is a yandere, so he tends to get jealous real easily.
If he’s waiting on you to walk to class together or to go home and he sees MC chatting with another lower level demon and laughing, he loses it in a lazy way.
He will calmly walk over to MC and wrap his arms around them, but instead of putting his head on top of their head, he squats down and place his head right next to MC.
His eyes would be staring directly into the demons, unblinking. A single hand will lay across MC’s torso while his other hovers above the other, showing off his long sharp nail, ready for action.
He’s not about to allow some piece of trash ruin his dreams of MC, his brother, and himself living a happy life together.
He only ever use that style of hugging if he’s trying to discreetly threaten a demon to back up. Other than that, he’s cuddled up on Mc’s side or wrapping himself around their arm to use as a body pillow.
Another weird thing he does is grab the back of MC’s shirt if he wants their attention.
He has already verbally complain about how his brothers spent more time with MC, so if he wants MC for himself without his brothers, he will just latch on to the back of their shirt.
Levi’s gushing about some new anime to you, but it’s 5 o’clock which is the time you two usually take a nap, but his brother is still talking.
So he’ll calmly walk up behind MC, grab their shirt, and as each minute passes by, pulls on it a little harder.
MC better get the hint before they get pulled backwards into Belphie’s arm where he will then just physically drag them to his room.
It all started when MC got the brothers to watch Lion King and the scene of Simba being lifted came on. MC giggled a bit and explain how it was a meme to lift up your animals in the same way back on Earth.
It just started as a small thought about doing the same thing to MC. Just a small innocent thought.
But then he walked in on MC struggling to reach one of the higher shelves that were more in reach for demon’s height. (I still headcannon that the brothers are extremely tall, like unhumanley height).
He would walk over to you struggling and seeing you struggling and the thought of lifting you up comes again.
MC ask if he could help them and he goes with his first thought. Put his hands up their arms and lift them up to the cabinet. They giggle at his actions before grabbing what they need, but Beel doesn’t let them down.
“What are you doing?” MC asked, giving him a humorous smile.
“Simba.” That all he response causing MC to laugh.
Ever since then, Beel would randomly pick MC up under their arms causing them to laugh. Then it turned into something more.
Beel would love holding them up in the air and just feeling their warmth in his arms. So, he started sitting them on his forearm with a bicep as a backrest.
They just looked so small in his arms and he just liked how it felt.
MC couldn’t complain. They got carried around everywhere and see that happy smile on Beel’s face up close.
This demon is the embodiment of lust, he has touched you in every way possible.
But the oddest way is sometimes instead of holding your hand, he will link pinkies together and walk around like that.
The pose is just so cute and MC just looks so cute when they glance down at their entwined thumbs and just smile at them.
Two of the hottest beings in the Devildom is looking cute at the moment. What else could the world need?
He also loves to play footies with you if you’re sitting down doing anything.
The teasing just gets to him and he loves it. Please just run your foot up this man’s calf and he will pounce on you.
You wouldn’t think that Satan would have any weird thing he does, which is true while he’s focus.
If MC were to be chilling next to Satan while he’s reading and he’s deep into the book, his foot will stretch out and just lay itself on top of whatever part of them is closest.
MC will be watching this video on their DDD while Satan is on this third volume of this series and he’s unaware of the world around him.
MC will feel a small press on their thigh. Look down and there’s Satan’s foot.
It’s not even the whole foot. Just the toes and maybe the ball of his foot. Never the entire foot.
If MC doesn’t say thing, he will just keep it there as he continued to read his book with his eyes scanning each line absorbing the information.
The only way he will realize it is if MC ask him why does he always put his foot on them.
He would turn slightly pink as he realized how indecent the act was. He will apologize for his action and promise not to do it again.
Soon as that book gets risen up again and his attention is snatched away, his foot will drifted back over.
Point it out and you will now have a flustered Satan. MC will say that it’s fine and kind of cute how he reaches out for them.
“I guess that’s my body way of telling you that you’re too far away.” He will then scoot over and beckon MC to lay right next to him.
He still accidentally does it if MC sits too far from him. It just a sign that Satan wants them closer.
This poor kid is just the type to see cute anime couple poses and want to do them with MC, but is too shy.
He will see all his brothers cozying up to MC and be like “It’s not fair. I want to do that.”
One day he will gain up the courage to wrap his arms around Mc’s waist while their cooking... It doesn’t go according to plan.
He went to wrap his arms around them and panic.
MC turns around to question why he grabbing the sleeves of their sweater, but sees his dark red face and his shivering, and decided against it.
Please be nice to the poor guy. Just start up a conversation to get his mind off his failed attempt at contact.
He realizes through the conversation about anime that you need to stir the pot and he panics thinking this is the part where they will shake him off.
Then MC just moves their arms normally with Levi still attach and continue on with the conversation.
This weird move became Levi and MC’s thing. If he wants to be close to them, he just grabs their sleeves and stand close behind him.
You want to really fluster him? Wrap your arms around yourself and his brain will crash as he realized that he kind of accomplished it.
Or slide your hand in the sleeves and hold his through the fabric. Make it better by swinging your arms, so the two of you rock together.
It’s weird to outsiders, but Levi’s just happy to be close to them in any way or shape.
He’s a tsundere, so he will be trying to be smooth with it. But for some reason, he saw a guy with his girlfriend’s legs ontop of him and his arms resting on it, and he was like ‘I wanna do that with MC’.
He can’t just straight out ask you to rest your legs on him. He will wait for the perfect moment to strike.
And it came in the form of movie night. He bullied managed to get a spot next to MC on the couch as the movie started playing.
MC kept shifting around trying to get comfortable and saw this as his chance.
“Oi, stop moving around so much. If you need to stretch ya legs, ya could’ve just said it.” Proceeds to grab MC’s leg and throw it on top of his.
He will try to play it off, but his bright red face and shaking hands alert everyone of what was going on.
If MC doesn’t say anything and just snuggle down into him. He will relax a little. Maybe enough to put his hands onto of their leg as the movie continue on.
He had a moment of panic when MC went with Beel to get some more snacks during the movie change and he didn’t know how he was going get them back into that position without looking suspicious.
But worry not, when the movie started, MC swung their legs on top and continued watching the movie.
If you want to give him a real shock, halfway through the movie, just scoot over and snuggled into him. He will be red the rest of the movie and stuttering every time his brother tease him about “why his face so red?”
Many would believe that this demon is not affectionate, but he likes it to be more subtle.
A hand on the lower back while you two walk around the halls of school. This way he feels that he can control what MC does.
His reasoning is because MC seems to like to seek out trouble, so if he keeps that hand there, it will kill that temptation to get themselves in trouble.
The truth is that it just feeds into his Pride. Seeing how big his hand is compared into your human frame.It makes him feel powerful.
Plus when a lower level demon tries to come up to MC, it’s more effective than telling them to fuck off. It’s the class version of it.
Demon tries to flirt with MC. Lucifer slides in and put a hand on their lower back, making them indirectly lean into him. Just one look at a demon and that’s all that is need to say, “They’re mines.”
A hidden one he won’t admit to is the bottom of the skull.
If it’s just MC and him relaxing on his bed, he will pretend to play with the hair in that area, but MC will pick up on it. He doesn’t rub their head or rub his hands through their hair, if their hair allows. It’s always at the back of the bottom.
It’s because that’s were human’s fragile skull is and the beginning of their spine. Not to include so many nerves and blood vessels there.
It shows that MC trust him if they allow him to touch them there and once again, it just feeds into his pride.
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Obey me! with a Lazy! Mc
Even after being suddenly summoned to a different world, even Lucifer was a bit surprised at your ability to remain composed as he explains your purpose in the Devildom, he’s glad that things are already running smoothly
“Sorry, what were you saying? I was thinking about what I should have for dinner. Also, where am I?”
Of course it wouldn’t be this easy…
In all honesty, he was already used to this type of behaviour, especially from the twins, but even this attitude was extremely questionable for a human
He constantly has to clear his throat or snap his fingers to get his attention, as he continues his explanation while Satan and Amos snicker from behind him
“Do I have to do the essay?” “Yes, but—“ “Can I just give an oral presentation or something?” “What”
The oldest somehow becomes increasingly concerned about you as time goes on as he observes your behaviour, such as sleeping just about everywhere(sometimes you even just lie on the ground for no reason), your horrible diet that consists of instant ramen and cupcakes, and your tendency to go along with Mammon’s schemes or just about anything his brothers tell you to do
Constantly reminds you to do your homework, clean your room and makes sure you don’t pass out in random places
The others try to tease him for acting like such a mother before they are silenced with a glare
While initially annoyed, he becomes fond of your childish and sloth like habits
“There you are. You should know better than to sleep out in the streets of all places. Honestly, what am I going to do with you…?” He mumbles the last part with a rare, kind smile on his face as you look up at him with half-lidded eyes, “Come on, I’ll carry you back. I trust that this will stay between us.”
Oh my god, he has to be the responsible one that is capable of making good choices now
Everyone was extremely doubtful of your chances at surviving when Mammon was selected as your guide
But surprisingly, he quickly steps up once he notices your nonchalant and ditsy disposition, taking charge after realizing how easy you are to mess with. He even feels too bad to try to take your money
“Hey, (Name)! Give me the cash you have on you!” “Oh, okay...” “H-hey! Don’t just give people your wallets like that! Your student ID is in there too! Whatever, take it back, like the great Mammon would need a mere human’s assets! A-also, don’t just hand over your things just because someone asks!”
The guy basically leads you around as you follow him like a lost puppy while trying to educate you on how to act and what to avoid in a backhanded manner
The boy loses you constantly, so he’s always running around to see where you zoned out or passed out at, so eventually he allows you the honour of holding the great Mammon’s hand
Because of your uncaring attitude and dazed out look, others seem to treat you similar to a pet, so you get a lot of physical attention, but (un?)luckily, Mammon doubles down on pushing people away from you while scolding you
“Get your hands off! And, (Name), stop acting like a puppy that follows around the next person that gives them attention! I’m serious!”
Mammon actually takes a lot of pride in being able to take care of you so much, so he wants you to be the only one he relies on, even if the others try to tease him, he only takes it in stride since it means that you and him are really close
The guy wants to be the only one that you can lean on and to do more for. The second oldest actually keeps a list of all the things he helps you with to whip out when challenged
“Hey! Why was Beel giving you a piggy back!?” Mammon shouts, interrupting your nap. “If you’re so tired, then I’ll be one to carry you! It’s either walking or me, got it!? Come on, I’ll even bring you to your room, so be grateful!”
The shut-in power...is over nine thousand! Levi immediately knew that you were a worthy rival as soon as he glanced at you as Mammon stands at the side utterly confused!
“Y-you! What is your record?” “What are you talking about, Levi—“ “I once stayed in my room for 74 hours to binge 12 series and max out the intimacy for my main for two different games.” “*GASP*”
The guy immediately kidnaps ushers you to his room. ignoring Mammon’s protests, to test you. While you didn’t know much about Devildom exclusives, your knowledge about human world series was nothing to laugh at since you’re a horrible procrastinator that would rather binge then work!
He almost abandons his tsundere attitude as he soon declares you to be the new member of his legion and demands to enrich you with more knowledge from his own expertise
The guy greatly appreciates being able to rant to you even though you usually end up daydreaming, simply humming in response, or in the rare occasion having a debate or mutual gushing of a certain character
“The lord of shadows and Henry’s bond knows no bounds! That is the highlight of TSL-!” “I kind of ship it.” “Huh-!?” “Hmm, does that mean we would be shipped too since we’re kind of like their counterparts?...At least, I think so.” “HUH!????” (Instant death)
Tries to convince Lucifer to let you do online courses with him so you guys can binge more series together or go on raids
That, of course, fails, so he usually plans out the amount of sick days you can take and when to do it
The two of you are usually in your own world that no one else understands and Levi really likes that fact
If you guys don’t have school, Levi will make you basically move into his room for a while as you two either watch live streams or a new anime, so the other brothers are stuck bringing meals and making sure you two aren’t dead
“That ending was totally trash, right!? What a waste of time! Well, I guess watching it with you made it kind of enjoyable...Huh!? I-I didn’t say anything...! Don’t look at me like that...!” Levi burns bright red as he avoids your questioning gaze.
He was extremely pleased to see that you caught Lucifer off guard and he even uses your unpredictable laziness as ammunition against the eldest brother
“My, even the great Lucifer is unable to grasp the attention of a mere human...I wonder how the student body would react?” “Satan, are we done? You promised to give me pie if I...-!” “Ahaha”
He was initially concerned at how well you would do in class work as he always saw you sleeping during class and a home constantly, so he took it upon himself to make sure you didn’t nod off and try to offer you some help
He was shocked when it turned out that you got a solid 80% on your quizzes and exams, and even more so when it turned out you crammed all the material the night before. His respect for you actually went up
He becomes increasing interested in you, and proceeds to drag you along as an assistant of sorts, taking you under his wing, as he collects and reads through books as he tries to get you to engage in something productive with the promise of compensation
Sooner or later, he finds himself viewing you as endearing, having tendencies similar to a kitten, making him even more lenient with you
“Did...did they just meow in their sleep...? Heh, well, I suppose I’ll leave them be for now.”
The two of you are not morning people, if no one wakes you up, you won’t be up till 4
It isn’t uncommon to see the two of you passed out on Satan’s favourite armchair
If someone tries to wake you up, Satan will rage while you remain asleep, unaware to probably Mammon’s screams
“Finally up? I must say it’s rare for me to wake up before someone else,” Satan smiles, as he pokes your cheek to make sure you don’t go back to sleep, “Come on, I’ll help you with your homework before class starts, but you owe me one, okay?”
“Sorry, can you be a dear and carry my bags?” “Ooh, try this on! This top is really cute!” “Let’s go there next!” “…Okay.”
You basically become his go to person when he wants to go on a shopping spree, having you either carry his bags or being ushered to the changing room. I mean you don’t complain or whine, so you must love it
He always makes sure to hold hands with you, so you don’t get left behind or try to escape
You two are big cuddlers; anywhere, anytime, much to the dismay of the other brothers
You’re basically a walking teddy bear to him, until Mammon interrupts
“Aww, let me pinch those little cheeks~! Let’s cuddle for a little longer—" “What do you think you’re doin’, Asmo!?”
He makes you try new face masks and other products, so you usually end up passed out in his room
He coddles you more than others, even sharing his cupcakes with you
He constantly disappears with you, never telling the other brothers when you two leave as he drags you to explore the whole Devildom even though you’re usually asleep, you still make great company in his opinion
His favourite moments are when you two simply do self care routines as mentioned before, chatting about nothing in particular, even if you’re more of a listener
“Alright, keep it on for another 20 minutes~! Hey now, no touching~” Asmo grabs your hand before you could sleepily rub your face with a sly smile on his face, “I wonder how I can hold down my dearest (Name)! Just kidding~”
Beel immediately became concerned for you after expressing his concerns about accidentally eating you during your first meeting when you were you just summoned
“Oh, I guess that’s okay.” “Huh?” “I mean, I don’t really care and that essay also sounds pretty bothersome, so meh...” “!!!”
He slowly takes it upon himself to watch over you, whether it’s reminding you to eat or carrying you to class when you decide it’s time for a power nap
His initial attachment to you was because you reminded him of Belphie, but you two certainly had your differences he thinks as you proceed to make ramen in the coffee pot with Mammon
Don’t worry he always grabs you and runs when trouble arises
He enjoys being in your presence since the both of you can appreciate a comfortable moment of silence unlike others, and he finds himself taking the initiative to start conversations more
“(Name),” “Hm?” “Do you have dreams when you sleep?” “Yeah, like, last night...I dreamt of a giant everything pizza...” “Woah”
He also finds it comforting to have someone simply dozing off as he snacks away in his room, especially since Belphie is away
He likes to think about how you and Belphie would get along if you two were to meet, even if you’re a human
When Belphie returns, it isn’t uncommon for Beel to carry the two of you on each shoulder in a protective manner
“(Name), you can sleep for a little longer, okay?” Beel gazes down at you with a small but stunningly warm smile, “Because I’ll carry you anywhere and anytime.”
Lololol, you two did not get along at all, like more than expected!
People would have thought that like people would flock together, but it the exact opposite. Belphie felt that you were being used as a replacement of sort, and he did not like that
Your first meeting went horribly, as well! In fact, the meeting itself was delayed due to your laziness! The guy almost snapped when you finally met him
“Hey, man, can you keep it down with your crying?” “Hah? Crying? And what do you mean keep it down?” “Listen, I need at least 17 hours of sleep and you’re kind of keeping me up. I even went through a lot of effort to get here. Anyway, bye, I need to get out of here before Lucifer finds out.” “Wait—!”
Eventually, after spending time with Beel, you decide to help the attic boy out, while complaining, of course, as every visit you made equals to bickering
After everything is revealed, you two even become close, and similar to Beel, you two are able to appreciate just napping together. You two become very close
The other brothers have probably tripped on you two at one point or another
“Belphie, wake up.” “Huh?” “Why’re we on the floor?” “You passed out after overeating, so I decided to lay down too so it looked like we were chilling.” “Bro...”
Belphie eventually finds himself appreciating the fact there’s someone so similar to him since he feels a little less alone, even if he won’t admit it
You’re one of the only people he shares his pillow with
“(Name)...Geez, you almost sleep more than me,” Belphie mumbles as you snuggle his pillow unconsciously while gripping his hand, “I wonder what you dream of...I’ll join you in a second.”
(Hey, new blog here!)
(Date of Publication: February 13th, 2020)
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Y/N or MC once they return to the Human World:
The Demon Brothers as soon as they disappear:
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Hi boo I heard you want cute asks 💖 So can we have cute hcs of your faves with a s/o who likes to play with their hair, I hope you feel better 💗💓
It’s been a while, so I feel better now lol 💓
The brothers’ reaction to MC playing with their hair (Leviathan and Belphegor)
The first time that you started playing with his hair he was startled
It happened after he kept getting frustrated over a game and you just wanted him to relax for a bit
So, when Levi sighed in defeat, head hanging low, you gently pulled his head on your lap
“U-Uh...What are you doing, MC?”
When you started gently stroking his head he turned completely red, not being used to your soft touches
He may have complained for the first five minutes, but every time you would try to pull away he would pout, showing that he actually didn’t want you to stop
After a couple of times, he got used to it
He would still blush every time you laced your finger in his hair but he wouldn’t complain anymore
Leviathan would even place his head on your thighs on his own
Silently pleading you with his big eyes to just play with his hair until your hands finally reached his purple locks
He just loves when you play with his hair because it’s something that you do just to him
And he can’t help but almost melt into your loving caresses because he’s just so hopelessly touch-starved
Belphie was actually the one who put his head on your thighs the first time
He was so casual about it, because he actually just wanted to sleep on there
So he gave you a curious look, half-opening only one of his eyes when he felt you adjusting your legs a bit and a questioning hum came out from his mouth when your hands started reaching for his head
You could clearly see his face lit up when you started playing with his hair
While he leaned in your touch, sighing in delight, almost like a cat
Since then it became a routine for the both of you
You would sit anywhere and he would just sit next to you and then lie his head on your legs/thighs until he fell asleep
But even then, if you tried to stop petting him, Belphegor would just reach for your hands and bring them in his hair again
He finds your touch so comforting that there are times when he turns in his demon form unconsciously
If you scratch the zone near his horns or you directly caress them, he will make a sound similar to a purr and just push himself even more against you, searching for your warm hands
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NSFW Headcanons: “How the brothers react to MC unintentionally turning them on”
Accidentally made each a whole scenario oops. Headcannon who? This is my first attempt at a gender neutral MC so don’t come for me 🥺
Now don’t get him wrong, Lucifer has overall pretty good self control with his body but it’s become more and more hard to resist the temptation of you the more time you guys spend together
He’s hyper aware of your exposed neck, legs, clavicle, etc. and every little thing just has him on edge
One day, Lucifer was sat at his desk swamped with paperwork as you sat on the couch nearby quietly scrolling through your D.D.D when he groaned and slammed his head on the desk from exhaustion
“Darling, is there something wrong?” You ask, throwing your D.D.D aside as you make your way towards him.
“All this paperwork is giving me a headache. Once I finish one thing for Lord Diavolo something for Mammon comes in, once I finish that expenses from Asmo’s last shopping trip comes in, and it goes on and on,” he huffed out, looking up at you.
“Aw, I’m sorry, love,” you say, holding his head and pressing it against your stomach while running your hands through his hair. “Do you wanna rest a little?” You continue, beginning to give him a shoulder massage as he keeps his head buried in to the fabric of your shirt, inhaling your scent.
“Yes, please,” he sighs out, wrapping his arms around you waist and pulling you closer making you giggle.
You continue to stand there and run your fingers through his hair as he blissfully sighs, until he suddenly notices how you’re wearing shorts.
His hands begin to slip from your waist and slide downward towards your hips before eventually resting on the soft skin of your thighs. He rubs circles on them absentmindedly as he admires your figure, you being oblivious to the desire pooling in his eyes.
“Is that enough?” You ask, pulling away since you didn’t want him getting behind on work.
Your question pulls him out of his trance as he feels the now prominent tent in his pants as he looks up at your fond gaze. Quickly scooting forward to hide his hard-on with the desk, he nods and waves you off in an attempt to not be obvious.
“Yes, yes. I’ll be getting back to work now, perhaps can you check on my brothers for me? I don’t want them getting into any trouble while I’m...occupied,” he diverts his attention towards his paperwork, acting like he was reading but really he was solely focused on you through his peripheral vision.
“Hm, alright,” you hum in agreement. You say your goodbye with a brief kiss to his cheek before leaving.
He lets loose a sigh of relief when the door shuts completely closed and he listens to your footsteps walk away before hastily pushing away from his desk and unzipping his pants. Pushing them around his knees, he kneads his erection through his boxers as a damp spot appears from his precum.
Not wanting to wait any longer and in fear that someone will enter to disturb him, he pulls down his boxers and wraps his hand around his cock. Slicking the whole length of it with his precum, he begins to slowly pump it making sure to run his thumb against the head and slit.
Quiet groans spill out his mouth as imagines you being the one to do this to him, his hips automatically bucking as he imagines you looking at him with the same fond gaze from before. He uses his other hand to fondle his balls, his groans gradually becoming louder as he nears his climax.
This had been the quickest he had finished before and it was all because of how pent up you made him. He imagines using his fingers to stretch you out while he pumps himself in a rapid fashion, your name beginning to spill out his mouth in between loud growls.
“MC! F-fuck, FUCK!” He yells out as he finishes all over his hand, making sure to close over his head to not make a mess. He looks at the sticky substance on his hand with lidded eyes, wishing he could make you taste it. His head lolls backward against his chair as he lets out heavy breaths from his hard climax, a satisfied grin on his face as he keeps his eyes closed.
“Seems ya had some fun without me, Luci,” a voice tuts, making him jump and open his eyes quickly. You make your way towards him as he watches with anticipation.
“W-why are you back?” He asks, trying to regain composure.
Taking his covered in seed hand, you lick it daintily before smirking at him. “I left my phone.What? Are you just going to leave me out?”
Y’all can imagine what happened after that ;) MC can barely walk straight
Mammon (agh I can read smut about him but I feel weird writing it ever since my last one bc I love him so much 🥺 buut I’ll try ;)
Everyone already knows how clingy Mammon can be with you despite his tsundere fashion of doing it.
He always seems to touch you without knowing it whether it be a hand resting on your arm or stomach, his leg pressed against yours, or absentmindedly playing with your fingers.
Today he had decided to skip R.A.D and was now waiting for you on your bed, laying on his back with his hands holding his D.D.D over his head.
You entered the room sluggishly, dropping your bag beside your door with a sigh before making your way to the bathroom with a change of clothes. Mammon greeted you happily, but stayed in his position because he was too comfortable to move. You hummed lazily in reply.
You took your time in the bathroom, Mammon occupying himself with his phone before he suddenly felt a weight on top of him. You were quick to duck your head under his arms and bury yourself in the crook of his neck while lacing your arms around and under him. As you straddled his waist, you blissfully breathed in his scent as he short-circuited.
“O-Oi, what are ya doin’?” He stuttered out, red in the face as his D.D.D lay forgotten beside him. Despite his words, his hands were already settled on your hips and were rubbing small circles with his thumbs on them like they had a mind of its own.
“Mm, tired. Missed you. Smell good,” you replied lazily against him as you held him tired. His cheeks were ruddy.
“I-I missed ya too. That’s why ya shoulda skipped with me! No tiresome work and ya get to be with the Great Mammon!” He burst out, causing you to shift against him due to the volume. He sucked in a breath at the feeling as he looked down at you and realized you were wearing his shirt.
Oh jeez, oh jeez, you were wearing his shirt. And you looked so cute. His breath hitched as he tried to control himself.
Deeeep breaths, Mammon. Deeeep breaths. Don’t think about how you were straddling his waist with his shirt on along with your pajama shorts that hugged you so tightly.
Shit. He thought about it. He could feel himself get hard rather quickly underneath you as you seemed to not comment about it despite him knowing you felt it, much to his appreciation as he was too embarrassed.
But that was short-lived when you slowly grinded against it, not moving your position otherwise causing him to let out a choked groan at the feeling.
“I-I didn’t mean to! I swear!” He whimpered as you continued your movements against him. You shushed him with a tongue-filled kiss as you both moaned in each other’s mouths from the feeling, saliva following your mouths as you pulled away.
He was breathless as he scrunched his eyes shut while you went back to putting your face against his neck. You suckled and nibbled on his neck much to his liking as you continued your lazy movements on his dick, his breathing getting faster with every circle.
Your hands moved from underneath him and instead up his shirt, rubbing up and down his abs as he sighed. One hand reaching up to his nipple to rub and pinch at it to make it sensitive as he cried out.
“A-ah, right there!” He hissed, throwing his head further back. You quickened your hip movements, adding in the ever so often bounce, as you continued stimulating his nipples. Every nibble against his neck and earlobe mixed with the other stimulations was too much as he quickly reached his climax. “I-I’m cumming! F-f-fuck yeah, just like that! Just like that, MC!” He cursed, the words spilling out his mouth like rapid fire. “MC~~!” He cried out finally as he released in his boxers, relaxing against the bed when his high finally finished.
“You’re so cute, baby~” you praised with a giggle, peppering kisses all over his face. “I love you but I’m still tired so let’s take little nap?” You asked, sitting up to look at his flushed, lidded eyes face.
“Mhm, I’d like that,” he hummed in agreement, sighing at your scent that he loved so much. “B-but, I made a little bit of a mess in my pants...” he muttered out, embarrassed.
“Hmm, just sleep naked then. I’ll join ya,” you suggested.
You both did get a good rest...after some more fun time ;)
This boy literally short circuits from affection in front of others but loves it in privacy. He literally feeds off of it when you guys are alone.
Hand holding? Yes. Cuddling? Definitely. Kissing? Oh, get ready for a lot of sea monster tongue. He loved it all...buuut he never would actively ask for it. Being the tsundere that he is, he could never find it in himself to ask for affection but rather just hoped you’d give it to him all the time, despite that though he did have some slight quirks that made it obvious when he wanted some love.
You had been watching play his games beside him for a while now and your legs grew tired, so you began to go over to his bathtub bed to just relax and go on your D.D.D but even with his attention fully on the game, he subconsciously didn’t want you to leave.
His tail was quick to wrap around your waist and pull you on to his lap as you felt him tense underneath you at the sudden weight.
“W-what are you doing?” He sputtered out before looking down and noticing his tail wrapped around your waist. “O-oh, sorry. I hadn’t realized,” he apologized sheepishly but didn’t pull it away from you.
“It’s fine,” you laugh. “Mind if I touch it?” You ask, looking at him expectantly. He looked at you wide-eyed before returning half his attention back to the game in front of him with red cheeks as he nodded.
You took his tail in your hands, surprised at the heavy weight of it as you examined it closely. Nails running down his beautiful scales before your hand ran up the length of it and stopped at the tip. You rubbed your thumb against the pointed end of his tail, mesmerized by its feeling and how it glinted from the light of the computer, failing to realize how hard Levi was underneath you.
His breathing was rapid as his whole body heated up. His tail was extremely sensitive, even more right now than usual due to his erection, and it was when you touched the tip that made him lose all restraint.
“Fuck it, I can’t take it anymore,” he growled, pausing the game before his tail suddenly snaked itself up your shorts and past your underwear as he teased your hole to loosen it. His right hand took the task of rubbing your nipple while his other hand kneaded at his hard-on through his sweatpants. You were whining at the sudden stimulation and it was music to his ears.
When he felt you were prepped enough he pushed inside you and you moaned at the foreign feeling. His tail being able to reach places never felt before as he groaned at how tight you felt around his tail. With how sensitive he was at the tip, he thrust it against your walls, eyes rolling back at the feeling.
You took it upon yourself to stuff your tongue into his mouth, which he groaned at. One hand running through his purple hair, sweat causing some of it to stick to his forehead, while the other alternated from pinching his nipple to caressing his hard abs.
“Shit, I’m gonna cum from just tail-fucking you,” he cursed, speeding up his movements inside you as you screamed his name.
“Levi, Levi! Me too! I’m close!” You yelled out, trying to bounce so more of his tail went inside you.
His climax hit him hard as he continued pumping into you. His eyes rolled back, tongue lolled out, and drool dribbled from the sides of his mouth as he moaned loud and high-pitched. He released into his pants while you clamped around him and came soon after, biting down hard on his shoulder when you did.
You both breathed heavily as you guys came down from your highs, foreheads pressed together. You smiled at him goofily as his face reddened.
“Th-that was so fucking sexy,” Levi admitted, his hot breath hitting your lips causing you to dip in for another long kiss.
“Nah, I think it was all you that was sexy to me,” you replied, as he hid his face in your neck from embarrassment. You kissed your bite mark you left on his shoulder gently. “Now are ya gonna take your tail out of me or leave it there, I don’t mind if you do the latter,” you teased, directing his attention on his tail that was still deep inside.
“Hm, I think I can replace it with something better,” he smirked.
Y’all know what went down after that ;)
Everyone knows this boy loves cats
Which ties directly into his kink of pet play and seeing you dressed up as a neko.
One day after a day at R.A.D, he told you that he had club activities after school and that you two could hang out after he was done which you agreed to.
When you arrived at the House of Lamentation, you decided to clean your room in order to make time pass quicker. While cleaning, you found a pair of cat ears and a bell collar that Asmo had bought for you for a Halloween party he insisted you two attend. Deciding to wear it for fun, you put them both on along with a matching cute outfit and looked at yourself in the mirror.
Realizing how cute you looked, you decided to send a video to Satan since you knew he loved cats. Situating yourself in front of your full-body mirror, you sat on your knees while squeezing your thighs together. Holding out a fist in a cat pose, you held it up to your face and let out a “nyaa” at the camera before ending the video with a wink. Sending it to Satan, you didn’t think much of it and decided to finish up cleaning your room, forgetting to take off the attire while at it.
Satan sat in one of the chairs encircling a round table as multiple other students from R.A.D sat beside each other with the same copy book in hand. They were all conversing with one another when his phone rang on the table, diverting some attention to him.
“Ah, my apologies,” he nodded, before picking up his phone, getting ready to tell someone off thinking it was one of his brothers. Raising an eyebrow when he saw it was from you, he clicked the video making sure to turn down the volume since he didn’t want to bother the meeting. Holding it close to his face in order to hear it, his eyes widened and his face blushed when the video of you dressed up as a cat popped up on his screen along with your cute “nyaa”. His knee banged against the table loudly as he tried to stand up quickly, resulting in everyone to quiet down as they looked up at him. “There has been an emergency at the House of Lamentation, strict student council business so I must excuse myself,” he announced before quickly booking it out the room, arriving at the house in light speed. He quickly stopped by his room to grab a certain object before speedily arriving to your room.
He entered without knocking, breathing heavily as he stood at the entrance of your room. You looked up at him from your bed, phone in hand, and still in your cat attire despite being finished with cleaning a couple minutes ago.
“Oh, hey, you’re back earlier than expected. Did ya notice I cleaned my room-“ he cut you off with the slam of your door and the click of the lock before quickly jumping on top of you, hovering his face closely on top of yours.
“Do you know how difficult it was to hide how hard my dick turned when I saw that video of you during my meeting?” He growled before slamming his lips against yours, exploring every inch of your mouth as you groaned into it. When he pulled away, you were breathless.
“I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to...” you stuttered with lidded eyes and swollen lips, a beautiful sight to him.
“I’ll just have to teach you a lesson, right kitty?” He smirked, caressing your face as you nodded. He was quick to take off your clothes at your consent, leaving only the cat ears and collar on as he basically drooled at the sight. Taking out what he had grabbed from his room to reveal a butt plug with a tail at the end, he slicked your entrance with your wetness leaking out of you and inserted the plug as you yelped out. “Fuck, you’re such a slutty kitty, aren’t you? How can you look this damn good?” He cursed, throwing his pants and boxers off before he straddled your face and positioned his erection at your mouth.
Thrusting in with no restraint, he let out a loud groan at feeling of you gagging around his length. He continued to pound into your mouth with no mercy as you tried your best to run your tongue down the glands and around it, feeling him twitch in your mouth you braced for him to finish down your throat but he quickly pulled out and stroked himself rapidly, it being easier due to your saliva, before finishing all over your chest and stomach. You came from the stimulation of the butt plug and being fucked in the throat with a choked moan.
Pulling out his phone, he took numerous pictures of you with a satisfied smirk. “These will be perfect jack off pictures for when I miss you,” he spoke happily, making sure to include his dick in the photos hovering over you. “Mmm, I love you kitty,” he cooed, giving you kisses all over your body before pulling out the butt plug making you let out quiet sighs.
“I love you too,” you sighed out, curling up into his arms as you nodded off. He made sure to clean you up and hug you tight as you slept, watching you lovingly while wondering just how he was so lucky to have you.
Despite being the avatar of lust, that isn’t the only quality he has which many people often seem to forget. People were so quick to judge him for his sin and only see him as a lusty figure who wanted nothing but to get in your pants, but were so open to accepting his brothers with open arms despite them being the same case as he was.
He tried to hide his disappointment with narcissism and confident remarks, but MC knew that he was more than just the embodiment of lust and that he needed to be shown that he was loved not just lusted over.
So, that’s what led you two to sitting cross-legged in front of each other while you clipped back his bangs and applied makeup to his face. You had been pampering him all day, starting with combing his soft hair and then applying some skincare then moving on to makeup once it had absorbed into his skin.
You were completely focused as you applied some lip balm on his lips in order to prep it for some lip gloss, leaning in close in order to do so. Asmo watched you with loving eyes, his eyes darting to your lips before going in for a chaste kiss which you didn’t deny. The close proximity had been making him feel hot and bothered for a while now and not being able to hold out anymore, he acted upon it.
“Heyy, you can’t do that when I put lip gloss on you, alright?” You whined, a blush appearing on your cheeks.
“Hm? Why not? If I kiss you all over with lip stick on then it’ll leave beautiful kiss marks all over your pretty skin,” he giggled, kissing you again while pushing you back towards the bed but he stopped once he felt your hand on his chest. “Ah, do you want me to stop?” He asked seriously.
“N-no...I...I wanted to, ahem, make love to you,” you said sheepishly, playing with the buttons on his shirt and avoiding his eyes. It was his turn to blush, not used to it being called “making love” with him as he suddenly hugged you.
“Ugh, why are you so irresistibly cute?” Asmo sighed out before plopping down on his back beside you. Turning his head to the side, he locked eyes with you a blush appearing on his cheeks. “Alright then...make love to me,” he breathed out, eyes never leaving you as you straddled his hips.
He had been rock-hard for a while now, so it was no surprise when he cried out when your hand brushed against it while you took off his pants. He raised his hips in order to help you slide them down his legs and on the floor, along with his underwear. You kissed him passionately as you slipped his shirt off of him, your tongues intertwining as loud noises spilled out both your mouths. He tugged at your clothes to ask for them to be taken off with no words and you complied, ripping them off quickly in order for more skin to skin contact.
Asmo entered a finger inside you, pumping in and out in order to prep you for his length. You mewled at the feeling as he found himself entranced at the sight of his fingers disappearing inside you. After a minute, he added a second finger before deciding you were stretched enough for his cock. Pulling out his fingers, he raised them to his lips and sucked them in order to taste you as he groaned. This egged you on as you positioned yourself on top of him and pushed down, burying his length inside you all at once.
He threw his head back, bucking his hips in retaliation of the feeling of you encasing him tightly. “Ah, you’re so tight, darling,” he managed to get out as you began to bounce on top of him, his head hitting the soft mattress with every one. Using his hips to grind you on top of him, he let out a choked groan when you squeezed. You used your free hands to settle on his nipples as he began to drool from the stimulation, you lapped it up and then kissed him.
Speeding up, the bed creaked under you two as you both neared your finish. “I love you, Asmo,” you gasped out, causing him to go over the edge at your words as he spasmed and released inside you. He was extremely vocal, a string of cuss words and loud, whiny moans leaving his mouth as his eyes rolled back and tongue stuck out. You clamped around him as you came, seeing stars from how strong it was.
Collapsing on top of him, you both rested on each other’s sweaty bodies while calming down. “That was amazing. Are you sure you’re not some succubi?” He joked, kissing you gently.
“I’m sure,” you answered simply.
“Yeah, you’re even better,” he admitted as you pulled yourself off of him and to his side instead. Cuddling him as you both settled under his covers. “I love you too, MC. You’re the only one for me,” he breathed out.
Lovey doves cuddling ensues
This boyo is big, we’re talking huge here. Hey! Get your mind out of the gutter, I’m talking about height!
Since he works out so often and towers over you, it isn’t uncommon for him to pick up bridal style or give you piggy back rides but today was a bit different.
On the way back home from Hell’s Kitchen, you whined jokingly that you wanted to ride on his shoulders since that’s make you extra tall and he was quick to shrug and get down on one knee in order for you to climb on.
You wrapped your thighs around the back of his head, holding on his hair slightly for support. When he thought you were situated, he began to stand up and you accidentally steadied yourself by tugging at his hair which he let out a surprised moan at which you mistook as a yelp of pain.
“Oh, Beel, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to, are you okay?” You worried, looking down at him while rubbing where you pulled.
“I-it’s fine, it didn’t hurt just...surprised me is all,” he mumbled out, embarrassed that it felt so good when you pulled his hair. He began walking towards the front door, suddenly hyper aware of your thighs wrapped around his head while you hands rest in his hair. Luckily the door to the House of Lamentation is extremely tall so you only had to duck a little to get both of you through.
Asmo greeted you both with a wicked grin at the sight of Beel in between your thighs. “Ara, ara, whats this?” He teased, running his hand up your calve before pulling away.
“Hey, quit it! You’re gonna make me fall!” You chastised, squeezing your thighs around Beel’s head without being able to help it causing him to groan out. Asmo smirked at the sound but oblivious you thought you hurt him again. “Jeez, I’m sorry Beelie. You can let me down, I keep hurting ya,” you sighed, he obliged and gently took you off his shoulders.
“Ooh, what’s this?” Asmo spoke up, eyes flitting towards Beel’s crotch before Beel quickly grabbed your hand and pulled you to your room speedily.
“Huh? Beel, what’s wrong?” You questioned but the only reply you got was him lifting you by your waist and slamming you onto your study desk. “Are you mad I accidentally hurt you earlier?” You continued to ask.
“You didn’t hurt me earlier, if anything you did the damn opposite,” he growled out, pointing at the very large tent in his gym shorts.
“O-oh!” You peeped, heat traveling up your neck and to your ears.
“So, please...can I eat you?” He begged, looking up at you from between your legs. You shuttered at the sight as you slowly nodded, Beel not wasting any time as he quickly took off your shorts and underwear.
His mouth latched on right away, loud slurps and groans coming from his mouth as he enjoyed your taste. You mewled on top of the desk, thighs encasing his head automatically to pull him closer which he appreciated. The obscene sounds came out from his mouth as he ate like a madman, enjoying every second as he entered his tongue into you. You bucked you’re hips against his face, grinding against his lips as he hummed from enjoyment.
“Fuck, you taste so good,” he growled out before instantly resuming his tongue inside you. You latched on to his hair and tugged as you neared your climax causing him to groan, the vibrations sending you over the edge as you came on his mouth, him not stopping for a second since he wanted every drop. After you came down from your high, he stood up while licking his lips with a satisfied smile his cheeks pink with content.
You jumped off the desk and fell to your knees in front of him. “Your turn?” And he was rock-hard in an instant.
Hungry boi who loves you 🥺
Now, we all know Belphie is a bit lazy but get him riled up and he’s a whole different person.
The two of you often cuddle together or sleep beside each other whenever you have time and today was no exception.
You had pulled away from his embrace in your sleep, which left Belphie feeling empty causing him to wake up. Looking at you on the other side of the bed with groggy eyes, he rubbed at them to focus on your figure. The first thing his eyes fell on was the pillow in between your legs, snugly fitted against your crotch.
He looked at it for a couple seconds before you shifted against it in your sleep, trying to find a comfortable spot and stopping once you did. His breathing had picked up a bit at the sight and he groaned annoyed at how easily you make him all riled up as he looked down at the annoying erection he’d have to deal with. Rolling over to your side, he sucked on your neck gently as you slept using one of his hands to rub at your nipple. After a minute, you began to respond in your sleep, small sighs coming out your mouth as your hips automatically rut against the pillow in between your legs which was a delicious sight for him.
He slipped his hand down your pants and inserted his middle finger into your hole, causing you to gasp but not enough to rouse you completely. Slowly pumping his finger in and out, he smirked at your reactions before pumping in a second finger. Not wanting to stretch you out too much but just enough to fit him since he was going to punish you for making him like this, he pulled out his fingers after a few more pumps. You mewled at the loss of something inside you which he chuckled darkly at.
“Still such a slut for me even in your sleep, huh?” He whispered into your ear before giving it a nibble. He pulled down your bottoms along with your underwear and thrust in you with no mercy. Your eyes flew open at the feeling of your walls being stretched so suddenly, a cry escaping your mouth. “Ah, finally awake baby?” He cooed, kissing away the tears that appeared in your eyes from the feeling of his cock.
“S-so it wasn’t a d-dream, ah!” You choked out as he thrusted again. Becoming a bit more used to his length, you slightly grinded against him before he pushed down your hips with both his hands to stop you from moving much to your chagrin.
“Oh~? So you dreamed about me,” he teased, thrusting in twice right after another.
“N-never s-said it was you, Belphie,” you replied, your bratty side coming out. His eyebrows furrowed from anger as he began thrusting rapidly into you, just what you wanted. Your whole body moved with every one of his thrusts as you cried out, his growls mixing with your voice. He spanked your inner thigh as you hissed from the sting.
“What was that?” He snarled, pulling out of you completely just to bury himself to the hilt yet again.
“A-Ah! I was k-kidding! It was a-about you!” You admitted, your voice jumpy due to his thrusts.
“About me what?” He taunted, now at such a rapid pace the whole bed was shaking and he was grunting rather loudly compared to how he usually was.
“About you fucking me! You pounding into me just like this!” You yelled.
“What a good slut. Say my name while I make you cum, alright?” He commanded, angling so he hit where he knew exactly where your spot was as your eyes rolled back and mouth opened.
“Belphie! Belphie!” You shouted out as you reached your climax, it hitting you in waves as you saw white from how strong it was.
“Fuck! MC, I’m gonna spill it inside!” He yelled before his body spasmed as he pumped you full of his load. Seeing stars as he continued rutting into your tight hole, watching as his seed spilled down your legs. When he was finally rung out dry, he collapsed on top of you and kissed your forehead with a chuckle. “Time for another nap then, love?”
You both passed tf out after that session, oh and you’ll definitely wake up sore.
Phew, that was long & dirty but I hope y’all enjoyed lmao. Just a bunch of kinks thrown all together honestly. This took a whole day to write with multiple breaks obvi because I slightly have a life haha but anywayy request if you have anything ;)
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Belphie: dear diary, today I finally felt something. It was intense hatred for the universe and it's inhabitants-
Mc and beel: hatred for e-everyone?
Belphie:....okay everyone but Mc and beel.
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Y/N or MC everytime they leave The House of Lamentation:
The Demon Brothers:
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I’ve been on that fanfic grind
Jokes by Eldena Doubleca5t
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MC X Attic Club: Getting together
A/N: i haven’t slept in two days so this is what i have to offer... honestly might delete it later, but for now i hope you like it 💖🥺
A/N2: i know this isn’t everyone’s cup of tea but pls don’t send me hate i am fragile
It’s a weird predicament. One you didn’t think you’d find yourself in when you started studying at RAD. At first, you were somewhat ashamed to say you had not only one but two crushes in the Devildom already - and on top of that, they were twins.
At the start it was easier to deal with it and not think about it, but as time progressed and the three of you grew closer, it was more than a little dizzying. Whenever you spent time with the both of them, you felt that weird desire growing within you, making you want to be with them. But this is the first time you’re invited over to watch their favorite programs, and it’s nerve-wrecking. You decide to keep to yourself. After all, they’re demons with much more to do than humor a human’s strange urges.
But laying in between them on the bed as Beel munches on yet another bag of potato chips and Belphie slowly dozes off, it feels right. It feels so right it makes you feel at home, safe and protected in between them. It’s safe to say you don’t watch much of the programs, instead alternating your thoughts through dumb daydreams of holding their hands and maybe even kissing them, and how it would feel to be in the middle of a heavy makeout session with them, sandwiched in between their bodies.
You feel a blush creep up your neck. There you are, getting to spend time with them and find out more about their hobbies and personalities and all you can do was fantasize twisted realities. It’s pathetic, but just as addictive.
When the program ends and you get up to excuse yourself, Belphie grabs your hand, pulling you back onto the bed. “Stay…” he whines, burying his head on your shoulder.
“Yeah, stay.” Beel agrees, wrapping his long arms around you and Belphie.
That’s it, you thought, i've lost it. Daydreaming had gone so far you’re practically feeling them close, could almost feel the press of Belphie’s mouth close to your neck and the warmth emanating from Beel’s body as he back hugs you.
“You know…” Belphie starts, looking up. “We see you.”
You feel your cheeks heating up despite being unsure what he was talking about. “What?”
“The way you look at us.” Beel presses closer, “We see that.”
You squirm under the attention, suddenly feeling hot all over. “I…” you try to think of a lie, but nothing comes to mind except for the truth. “I think I have a crush on you. Both of you.”
“Good.” Belphie says, looking at you. He dips down and touches your lips to his in a soft kiss. “Cause we do too.”
Beel chuckles, pulling you towards himself. He tilts your chin, kissing you as well.
“We wanna make this work, you know? If you want to.”
As if you’d deny them.
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The brothers when MC calls them 'Baby Boy'
Thank you @mammons-creditcard for sparking this idea.
You get very different results depending on if you call him that in public or in private. Call him that in public and he will respond with the most intense eyebrow raise ever.
“What did you just call me?” His voice very stern and you know he will punish you for it later.
However, if you call him that in private when the two of you are alone, he will let out an affectionate sigh, walk closer to you, and take your hand.
“You are probably the only one in all the realms who can call me that and live to tell the tale.” His voice surprisingly affectionate as he pulls you into a hug. He will also call you by a ‘silly little pet name’ as he calls it but only when you two are alone.
Mammon wasn’t expecting to be called baby boy in a million years so when you say it he stops whatever he is doing and looks at you. He doesn’t know how to respond until he gets this cocky smile on his face.
“Of course you would call me that! After all, I’m the great Mammon and you’re my human!"
He will honestly be so happy and he gets butterflies in his stomach whenever you call him that. He gets a little embarrassed if you say it in public but he loves it because it shows the whole world how much you care about him, he will also call you baby (boy/girl).
“Come on baby ya have been working all night. Give ya baby boy some affection will ya!”
When you say it he has to take a double-take, did you just call him grandmaster otaku and the ‘Grand Admiral of The Hell's Navy’ baby boy? You sure did. He’ll be blushing and mumbling like crazy which makes him even more adorable to you.
“Y- you can’t just call demons that out of nowhere!” He’ll yell at you but you can tell from his face that he loves it.
It takes him quite some time to get used to it but when he does he’ll try to give you a pet name too. The first time he tries it the poor thing chokes on his words, and calls you his ‘Henry’, you find it hilarious and very adorable, in the meantime, he is ready to move to the bottom of a lake and never come out again. Though when you hug him he gets a bit more confidant.
“Y- yes you are my... Henry, if anyone has a problem with that I’ll unleash Lothan upon them!”
Hearing you say those words to him he puts the book he was reading down and an amused smile appears on his face.
“Oh? Where did you get the idea to call me that?” He sais teasing you, before grabbing you and pulling you closer. Would it have been anybody else he would have gotten quite annoyed, but since it’s you he can’t help but find it adorable.
He will let you call him that whenever you want, as long as you are okay with him calling you ‘Kitten’. After all, it is no fun when it’s just him that is flustered, he’s going to try his best to make you blush just as much, if not more than he is.
“Come my kitten, why don’t you rest your head on my lap for a little while.”
He is used to being called all sorts cute pet names but that doesn’t mean that he finds it any less adorable. When he hears you say it he wants to jump in your arms but he is a bit too enthusiastic and ends up tackling you to the ground.
“You are so adorable, do you know me that? Please call me that as much as you like!”
You two end up cuddling on the floor since neither of you wants to get up. He starts to call you every cute name he knows to see which one he likes the best, but they all sound so adorable and he can’t choose. So he decides to kiss you all over that adorable face of yours, to show you how happy you have made him.”
“Oh my darling, your words are like music to my ears. I’ll make sure you’ll feel just as loved as I do!”
He stops eating to look at you, the biggest and warmest smile appears on his face as you call him ‘baby boy’. He quickly walks over to you and pulls you into a tight warm hug.
“I don’t think anyone has ever called me that before. I like it!” He wants to show you just how much those words mean to him, so he will hug you for as long as you want and he even kisses you on the top of your head.
When he stops hugging you he still has that wonderful smile on his face. He then offers you a bit of his food, by feeding it to you. Seeing you eat out of his hand makes his smile even brighter.
“That was really adorable, but I’m not quite satisfied. Do you think you could call me ‘baby boy’ again?” You can’t deny him such a sweet request so you call him baby boy as much as he wants. He thinks of a cute name to call you and ends up going for ‘babycakes’, your heart practically mets as the words escape his lips.
At first, he thinks he’s dreaming but after a few seconds, he realizes that you actually said it. A grin appears on his face as he moves closer to you.
“So I’m your baby boy? That’s very cute, why don’t you come over here so we can cuddle together?”
You happily fulfill his request and lay next to him, he quickly wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer to him. You can hear him laugh as he places a quick kiss to the back of your head. He smiles to himself as you nestle yourself against him.
“You’re so adorable, I don’t think I want to let you go. So for tonight, you can sleep in the arms of your baby boy.” He sais as you both drift off to sleep.
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Y/N or MC as soon as they meet everyone when they arrived in the Devildom:
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Hey there honey, I hope you're doing well :)
I would like to request an hc where F!Mc loses a bet to Asmo and she has to wear a body con or form fitting dress which Asmo selected for her and had to wink at her s/o brother infront of whole R.A.D 😂😂😂
Make it slightly NSFW or suggestive pleaseeeee
And please skip the request if this makes you uncomfortable
Have a great day ahead 😊
Hey hun, yes I am alright I hope you're doing great too, staying safe and following all Covid protocols. Sorry it took so much time, This is my first slight NSFW writing so please pardon my mistakes. Have a great day you too ^^
Fem! Mc loses a bet to Asmo and winks at her s/o brother infront of everyone;
Warnings: 18+, NSFW(some are a little prominent and some are slight), some curses, do not read if you're underage
Mr Prideypants was stunned...the light pink tinge was visible in ears for a split second which he hid tactfully behind his fake frown of disappointment. Lucifer was not someone who was into PDA, He knew his beloved well that Mc was also not interested in PDA but that didn't change the fact that when you walked in the R.A.D hallway in that form-fitting red dress and winked at him when almost every demon & succubi's hungry and jealous eye was literally ogling your beauty, he could feel something territorial has awaken inside him and lips curled into a smug smirk.
Wel well, were you trying to tempt him dear Mc?
You weren't? Very well.
"Hello, Mc yes could you come into my office , yes I need to discuss something with you, privately"
You knew that deep voice, it always brought you lectures for rest of the day, but what you didn't imagine was his lips hungrily finding yours as soon as you entered his office and him putting spell lock on his office door.
Yep You can imagine what happened after that, Mc could barely walk straight for an entire week :')
all hail Asmo.
"M-Mc what hell are ya doin w-wearin somethin like that? This is d-devildom for fuck's sake, d-demons could do all bad things to ya y'know?"
He threw his Jacket over you as soon as he saw you in the hallway before you even were able to properly wink at him. As soon as his eyes spotted you in the hallway, Mammon was faster than any racing car to tackle you and drag you away from all eyes. As soon as you both reached house of lamentation in his room, he locked the door behind you and you opened your mouth in confusion, "Mammon, are you mmph.." his lips crushed onto yours before you could finish hands roaming through your curves,soon you melted into the kiss
"Were ya not expectin somethin like this after winkin at me in the open hallway infront of those gigs, Mc huh? Did ya really forget I'm the avatar of greed, you shouldn't have tempted me like that mc"
Dom Mammon? Yes :') enjoy MC
btw All hail Asmo
What the hell, did you...did you just broke him MC? Is he feeling sick? Did he has fever? Because he's just frozen, and has been standing there for a whole ass 3 minutes for now and his face was redder than tomato. Suddenly he looked at you with a weird look and runaway from the place towards his room. You felt hurt. Were you looking that disgusting? Asmo said this dress was actually a replica of one of Ruri Chan's live concert...did he get upset because you tried to imitate his favourite Ruri Chan, you ran after him to knock at his door but there was no answer, so you kicked his door open just to find him digging up a box from his stash of cosplay costume which he handed over to you with his eyes pressed together as hardly as possible as he muttered
"w-will you wear it for me p-please"
You opened the box and your eyes widened in surprise, it was a Ruri chan hentai themed lingerie :')
Levi you sneaky snake :'' you let out a chuckle as you proceeded to take off your clothes.
All hail Asmo
Well you really did something very brave Mc, you have all of my respect. Not only you wore that green body con dress you also dared to wear those fake horns and the last blow, instead of winking at him you meowed :') and now you were thrown over his shoulder taking to you an empty abandoned infirmary in the R.A.D. Satan was more conservative than Lucifer but today something snapped inside him when you did that. He threw you on the old bed gently and closed the door behind him. Within a blink of an eye he was in his demon form and crawled on the top you and pressed his lips in the crook of your neck. He whispered in a raspy voice while leaving a trail of soft kisses on your jaw line, "You are such a seductress my beautiful kitten, now you should prepare yourself for your punishment"
Well...you definitely needed bunch of healing spells next morning but still limped entire day :')
All hail Asmo
Well it was his idea, but what he didn't expect was that it would be a uno reverse for him, how could he resist Mc? You look so ravishing right now in that form fitting light pink dress, your curves were eminently visible and each and every eye was either jealous of you or was dripping with Lust. But what about the avatar of Lust ? he was the king of body worship after all
"Mc,honey you did so well,you look absolutely like a goddess right now and I absolutely want you to try out some more from my collection!"
Uh well you weren't able to try out much dresses because someone insisted you look beautiful without those and the rest was history :')
Beel was actually trying to put an extra large devil king burger in his mouth before he saw you walking in. His jaw dropped open as he saw you winked at him. Beel dropped his half eaten burger and you were shocked, You ran to him but before you could say anything Beel holded your hand and started dragging you from the hallway towards his now empty gym.
"Beel where are we going? "
"I am hungry Mc"
"But the cafeteria! We left it behind, it's on the opposite side!"
"Not that Mc, I am hungry for something else now, let's go before I lose control"
Rest assured you had a great time and Beel had his favourite snack :')
All hail Asmo
He was sleeping so he didn't notice end of the story, jk jk😂
Okay so Belphegor was half asleep and stumbling through the hallway when he noticed Everyone in the hallway was looking at the same direction with their jaws almost dropped on the ground and eyeballs popped out from their sockets. When he looked at the direction all the sleep he had flew away through the window when he saw you walking in with a body con dress wrapped perfectly around your curves and matching high heels, he almost lost it when you winked at him but he only smirked at you maintaining his lazy look. What do you think it was only a smirk? Nope you were utterly wrong Mc, Belphie is the sneakiest spoiled brat among all his brothers,he had the full proof plan to take revenge from you for riling him up infront of everyone like that. Get ready Mc he will keep you awake and make you scream his name all night :') goodluck Mc.
again All hail Asmo ಠωಠ
Thank you so much for reading (•ө•)♡ Stay healthy and stay safe Everyone.
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Omggg just had this sudden thot but yk how the Devildom is always night/no sun? Well it occurred to me that humans need a source of vitamin D or there will be long term health complications which THEN turned into thinking abt vitamin C and the other essential vitamins that might not neccesarily be found in Devildom cuisine. How would the brothers react when they find out their human (and Soloman bc that boi is PALE) needs multivitamins to stay alive and nOT wilt like a flower
God! I’m sooooo super sorry this took so long! With my exams and having some family events, I didn’t have a hell lot of time!
But here ya go! I hope you like it. (Also I wholeheartedly believe that Solomon probably has some sort of spell to help him with the vitamin stuff but prefers taking supplements since they’re more reliable)
Warning: Mentions of nosebleeds.
Mc is genderneutral, as always!
He was no fool, he knew humans needed certain things that the Devildom couldn’t provide. Sunlight was one of them yet he didn’t really know how much exactly you needed that.
Solomon seemed to be doing fine, a little pale but never showed any signs of something severe.
You, on the other hand, you were more fatigued than usual, your eyes drooping at the breakfast table.
He even made a point of observing you through the night to make sure you actually slept through it.
Then came the periods of sadness, the bruises that came to quicky and went away to slow.
Lucifer was lost, hands in his hairs. He had no clue what to do and how to solve what was going on. He talked to Diavolo, making the lord grin when he saw just how much Lucifer had come to care for you.
Together they looked for a cause yet couldn’t really find one so Barbatos proposed a solution: talk to Solomon and see if he knows what’s going on.
The wizard smiled when he heard the troubles the three found them in, of course, he would need a form of compensation. Lucifer was ready to yeet him out of the window
You had a vitamin deficiency Solomon told them and even gave him a list of vitamins he himself used to keep healthy in the Devildom since spells aren’t always effective.
In the morning there will be so many bottles of vitamins in front of your plate all with a note on when and how to intake the vitamins/supplements.
He laughs when he sees you tired at the breakfast table.
“Been gamin’ too much, ay?”
You just grumble and eat your breakfast, annoyed at the comments Mammon kept making. After a few weeks of you practically falling asleep everywhere to the point that you were rivalling Belphie, Mammon started noticing how you tried to cover up nosebleeds. Tissues upon tissues all spotted and drenched with blood were thrown in your trashcan.
All the while things started to get worse for you, more bruises, easily irritated, sleeping at times when you should be awake. Unfortunately, the Devildom doctors weren’t knowledged enough about human health and when Mammon dragged you in were baffled at your condition.
Mammon marched up to Solomon soon after, almost beating the sorcerer to a pulp when he demanded payment for the information. Solomon told Mammon everything after the demon made sure to threaten him with exile from Devildom. Your life might be on the line, Mammon ain’t got no time for games.
He made sure to ask one of his brothers to look after you when he left to hunt for vitamins he may or may not have stolen some of Levi’s human money to pay for them.
When he found the vitamin sections, he just grabbed everything he thought would be important and would ask Solomon about it later.
The next morning all the needed vitamins are there yet no one seemed to know from who and no! Definitely not from Mammon! Why would THE great Mammon spend money on a stupid human?!
Everyone knows it was from him.
At first, he was pretty annoyed when you started to fall asleep in the middle of watching a show or playing a game and his insecurities tried to tell him it was because you were simply bored of him. Even though you reassured him that you were just fatigued, he was convinced it was his fault.
So he tried to spice things up, playing games were the both of you actually got sucked into them or tv shows were your choices made a big impact yet it neither worked. You remained tired.
He tried to give you sooo many varieties of energy drinks to the point where his wallet was actually suffering but he didn’t care, he simply wanted you to be energized so the two of you could spend time together.
After he noticed how easily you started the bruise, he got worried and even more when he noticed how slowly they went away.
In the beginning, he thought it was just a human thing with them being so fragile but after doing some research that didn’t seem to be the case.
Worriedly he started to pester you on what was going on but when you told Levi you didn’t know he got even more worried.
Luckily for him, a guy he knew who was human from one of his many gaming sessions turned out to be some sort of doctor and told Levi you might just a have a vitamin deficiency.
Immediately Levi ended his session and rushed to the Akuzon website, to their special, new human products.
He quickly found some vitamin bottles that resembled those his doctor friend had mentioned he should buy.
In the morning a big Akuzon box laid in front of your door with a not ontop:
“To the stupid normie, take your vitamins or no more gaming nights!”
You took them almost immediately.
He might be the only person that knows what’s going on with you the moment he noticed your constant fatigue but isn’t sure so decided to dedicate some time to researching human anatomy.
At first, he doesn’t know how bad a vitamin deficiency could be. Maybe you were more fatigued, sure but that isn’t too bad. After a few of these human vitamin pills, you’ll be back to health. You’ll just have to wait a few days until they arrive, Satan doesn’t have the super-premium Akuzon membership that allows packages to be brought to you in mere hours.
The moment he stumbles on the consequences, he’s rushing out the door with a list of vitamins in his left hand and Lucifer’s credit card in his right. He does not want you to be suffering from nosebleeds. What if the blood gets on his books?
He quickly finds a portal to the human world and is lucky that it’s one that teleports him into a small alley near a big supermarket.
After adjusting to the bright sunlight for a bit he walks in the store and starts to gather all the bottles of vitamins he needs and while he’s there he also picks up a plethora of snacks, drinks and other stuff you might want/miss. Satan has a good memory so even if you mentioned you like a specific snack one time, he will have remembered and had now added that to his overflowing basket.
He also may or may not have brought some snacks for himself.
After putting it all in a bag he drops it off in the evening when he returns, unlike the others he prefers to give it to face to face to show that he does care and wants you to be safe and healthy.
Notices something is up when your skin starts to lose some of its glow as if the spark inside of you has been dulled or been put out.
He starts to make spa-day an even more regular occurrence yet it doesn’t help much, it only reaffirms Asmo’s worries. He starts to check your sleep schedule and make sure that you’re actually sleeping the full 8-9 hours, he even asks if you’re drinking enough water and tries his best to research about human bodies.
One afternoon after school he’s with Solomon and tells the wizard all about your ailments: the fatigue, the sudden nosebleeds you’ve been trying to hide and then the pain in your back. Asmo was at his wit’s end and decided to vent but he never expected Solomon to provide him with an explanation.
He dragged Solomon back to the house of Lamentations and pushed him in the desk chair.
Asmo quickly went to Akuzon and scrolled through the human necessity page, adding all the vitamins you would need with the help of Solomon. Asmo also added a bunch of beauty products for both of you.
When the box arrived, Asmo immediately went ahead and packed in fancy wrapping paper, added bows and a lovely note for you to read.
After school was out and you arrived back in your room you found a large box wrapped in wrapping paper of your favourite colour and not surprised when you saw that Asmo had sent it.
Even the vitamin bottles were in line with your aesthetic, Asmo really thought everything through.
He probably doesn’t notice as quickly as the others but when he does he’s super-duper worried.
Why are you tired? Are you sleeping enough?
He will ask to either sleep in his room wit Belphie or sleep in your room so he can make sure you’re getting enough sleep.
When he notices that even after multiple cuddle sessions and days of sleeping over 9 hours that you’re still fatigued, he starts to think you’re very sick.
In the beginning, he’ll ask Belphie if he might now more since Belphie used to be so enthralled and fascinated by humans yet even his younger twin doesn’t have a clue.
Eventually, he’ll go around and ask all his brothers with no one beside Satan having the slightest idea.
After Satan telling Beel what he thinkes it, Beel immediately goes on a journey to his computer and looks through websites to find what he needs to fix a vitamin deficiency.
He ends up purchasing too many bottles of vitamins with all kinds of tastes, shapes and colours since he doesn’t know what you would like.
So when you come to his room one day for your cuddle session, he gives you to box and tells you all the information he could find while eating a snack.
researching made him hungry.
Belphie liked that you seemed to spend more time with him even if was just to sleep, being able to cuddle you was amazing and he wasn’t going to question why.
Not at first.
But after a while, even the avatar of Sloth found your fatigue rather alarming especially since it wasn’t very common amongst humans to be so tired even after getting plenty of rest.
Although Belphie had heard of condition that made humans extremely tired, he didn’t suspect you to have it since your fatigued seemed to be a recent issue.
He started to wreck his brain to try and find an explanation but came up empty.
Soon he started to research on his D.D.D in the hopes something would pop up.
Eventually, he found something about vitamin deficiencies? As he read more and more, he started to connect to the dots. Luckily for him the website provided a link to webshop were he could buy some of these human vitamins you needed.
Belphie fell asleep after confirming his order, his hand barely holding on to his phone as he laid on the side of his bed.
When you came to fetch him for dinner you noticed his D.D.D almost falling and took it out of his grasp and put in to charge on his bedside table.
You woke him up after so he could join you for dinner and while dinner was happening there was a ring at the door. Belphie might’ve paid extra for a fast delivery
He was quick to answer the door and give the bag to you so that there would be no doubt that he was the one to give the vitamins to you.
He’ll happily continue napping with you while your body recovers.
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A/N: I guess as a writing blog I should be doing some writing right? Honestly this has just been the biggest headcanon I've had in a while since I started playing Obey Me of the brothers just...like Devildom culture must be so different! And then the whole pact thing with human masters must be so different as well!
I just view them as big animals just wanting to get your attention u wu.
Warnings: Jealous boys, public shows of dominance and a lot of biting.
It's almost painful being in the Devildom sometimes.
A cultural exchange program amped up to 100 %.
As much as you loved the brothers, you also were meeting some pretty cool demons in RAD. Surely you were the human student everyone was so excited to meet, but none of them really talked to you, you know? But there were some that were brave enough to overlook your pact marks and dive into a conversation.
Even some were bold enough to talk to you out of school!
Making so many friends was so exciting, especially since you still thought of yourself as new! Wait till the brothers see how many new demons you have met!
Problem is you forgot how weird demon culture is, especially when it has to do with a demon and their master.
Lucifer blinks as he notices the demon approaching the two of you, pausing your daily walk with him as confusion turns to familiarity and you run up to greet your friend.
The first thing he notices is how they are a low ranking demon, so there’s no need to be hyper aware of any sort of threat. In this instance he doesn’t need to look to make sure his pact mark is visible to the demon.
His mark was embedded right in your iris, so anyone could see whose protection you were under.
He smiles politely as you turn around to introduce them, the demon waving at him shyly as if remembering that, yes, this human made a pact with Lucifer and therefore should not be messed with in any way. Yet there was no sort of violent tendencies coming from this demon, which put him at somewhat of an ease.
That is, until the demon takes a hold of your hand.
It’s a simple touch, one that a human would mistaken for a sign of friendship and camaraderie. The demon was speaking excitedly about a new flower they had seen over at the Botanical gardens and how much they wanted to show it off to you.They tighten their hold and Lucifer has to dig his fingernails into his palm from ripping their hand off.
You had no idea what it meant and the action would most likely scare you.
And Lucifer wanted you to trust him as much as possible.
“Would it be okay if Lucifer comes along?”
“...y--yeah! I don’t mind!”
Hesitation mixed with fake happiness, this demon really thought that he would get some time alone with you, didn’t they? They probably planned this whole thing out and whatever excitement they were showing you was just a front to hide their true intentions. Besides, look how they are hanging off of you, they want to make a pact with you so badly it’s almost disgusting.
Might as well get rid of the pest now.
“Come on MC, I want to show you the huge petals--!”
You and the demon look back to see Lucifer biting down on one of your fingers, your ring finger to be exact, while making eye contact with the pest. His teeth are not necessarily breaking skin but the pain of the bite made all your attention go back on him, turning around to tug your finger away and cradle it close.
“Lucifer what the hell!”
He smiles and tells you not to worry about it, your retort falling on deaf ears as Lucifer’s eyes fall on the demon one more time. Their eyes are wide and they have immediately taken two steps back, their back as straight as a needle as Lucifer sends them one last look that lets them know of his intentions.
Leave now or I will gut you in front of my human.
You turn to apologize to your friend for putting them in such a weird situation but the demon is already long gone, no sign of them ever being in your presence as you look around aimlessly.
“They left...” you frown and look at Lucifer, “Next time at least warn me.”
“If I did then you would have probably forbidden me from doing so.”
The Avatar of Pride smiles as he takes your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours as you kept talking about how you would apologize the next day. But Lucifer wasn’t listening, he just kept staring at you as you talked, happy that his master wasn’t particularly mad.
That demon would have to learn to get his own, this human was already his.
He had finally gotten you all to himself.
Mammon had a photoshoot today, making you tag along so he could finally show off his modeling skills. And it would help him out as well. The product they were trying to sell did not appeal to him one bit and he just really needed you as inspiration.
And inspiration did you give.
“Oh gorgeous Mammon gorgeous! Lean back and close your eyes.”
The cameraman was giving him compliment after compliment, excellent after excellent, it was as if all eyes were on him at that exact moment. He smiled as he thought about how you must be looking at him. His shirt was open, letting the cloth hang off the side of the couch as the camera focused primarily on the low riding jeans that showed off the boxers he was promoting.
“Perfect! Perfect!! Now turn around and stare into the camera!”
His eyes opened and his head turned expertly, Mammon smiling as he tried to make eye contact with you--
Only to see that you were gone.
Camera flashes stop as he bolts up, turning to look for you before his eyes focused on your form.
There you were...talking with someone else.
He doesn’t stare at the cameraman, only gets up and stalks towards you and the demon currently holding up the lights. Both of you turn to face him, a voice speaking loudly about a five minute break as Mammon stands behind you and hugs you from behind, placing his chin right on your shoulder as he looks at the interloper.
“Are you taking a break?”
Mammon smiles as he buries his face in your shoulder, hugging you tight as the demon tells him he did a wonderful job. Without raising his head, Mammon speaks up.
“MC, who is this?”
“Oh right! Haven’t introduced you. He is a friend from RAD! We sit together in Pactology 101.”
“Well we used to sit together...”
“We talked way too much in class, didn’t we?”
It’s like nails on a chalkboard when he laughs, Mammon feeling glad that he was closer to you so he could hear the sound of your laughter instead of the ugly screeching of the intruder taking up your attention. Did this guy think he was stupid? That he couldn’t notice all the goddamn pheromones he was releasing?
Mammon shakes his head back and forth, breathing in your scent heavily as he tries to leave his own behind.
This guy was embarrassing himself with how badly he wanted to form a pact with you.
“Oh oh, remember when the teacher caught us texting in class?”
“I think he might want to just put us back together cause we are still causing trouble!”
The Avatar of Greed frowns, did you not hear him?
“Well the teacher knows we are a good match, doesn’t he?”
“A match made in hell, I would say.”
Why was this guy still talking? Why were you still listening to him?
“Hey after this...would you want to go get some coffee, MC? If you’re not busy.”
“Nah, I only have this toda---FUCK!”
A pair of teeth tug at your earlobe, Mammon growling in your ear as he makes eye contact with the annoyance in front of him. He should be counting his lucky stars that you were still in the room, if Mammon found him anywhere else this demon would be nothing more than a meal for his familiars.
“MC, you have to stare at me or else I’m going to take longer.”
You rub at your ear as Mammon lets go of you, breaking eye contact with the other demon as he gives you his signature pout. He didn’t want you to see him be all scary, Mammon wanted you to see him like the number one demon he always tried to be for you.
“And you had to bite me because of that!?”
“Because you weren’t paying attention! You have to keep your eyes on me or else I’m not going to sell this stupid product. In fact--”
He drags you back to the couch, yelling at the cameraman that he would be posing with you so he could actually get through this photoshoot instead of doing a solo shoot. The man sighs but calls makeup to get you ready, Mammon smiling as he sits down right next to you.
The farther you were from that guy the better, all of his master’s attention needed to be on him after all.
Of course something like this would happen. Bad luck seemed to follow Leviathan wherever he went.
"Did you see the finale of it live?"
"I did!!! My movie theatre put it on the big screen and everything!"
Levi was glad that you were a nerd just like him. It was refreshing and probably one of the biggest reasons he had decided to make a pact with you.
Well, he had tried to kill you first and then make a pact with you but it was still a special story! Who would have thought that he would land himself a human master with his own interests!
Though he guessed that was a bad thing now.
He couldn't keep his thoughts in check as the clerk of the comic store kept talking to you, Levi annoyed that he couldn't keep up with the conversation you two had. It was about some comic cinematic universe that had been adapted in the human world and he honestly didn’t want to put anymore thought into it because of how close the clerk was getting.
Dammit he should have bought the new manga volume in Akuzon...but you had been so cute irl asking him to get the manga in this comic store you found,and if his master was begging him so cutely then what else could he do?
“I actually got the limited edition of this one movie--”
“It was up for a lot in Akuzon but I’m glad I got my hands on it--”
“And I have a pretty cool viewing set up in the back--!”
Stop talking, stop talking, stop talking, stop talking to MC!
Levi frowns as you gush about the movie some more, glaring down at you for letting your attention stray from him. But why should he be surprised, of course your attention would stray. Him being the yucky otaku that he is, of course you would go with the demon who took his interest and actually turned it into a profit--
No! It wasn’t your fault! It wasn’t even his fault! It was this demon’s fault!
Thinking they looked so cool with their most basic of interests. If Levi could expose them for the fraud that they were, MC would be able to see the absolute fool that this demon was making themselves out to be. Smiling a lot more, inching closer as they talked, even offering to take you to the back of the store--!
People may say what they want about Levi but at least he wasn’t this desperate to get on the good side of a human...at least the first time he met you.
His eyes fall on the back of your neck, hair conveniently placed out of the way as he remembered something Lucifer had discussed with him and Mammon after they had made their pact.
You will not think rationally when you are with them, make sure to monitor your actions so you don’t embarrass yourself.
That’s what he said but…
Surely Levi wasn’t going to embarrass himself more than this demon already has.
“This is the one with the symbiote creature, right? And you got the bonus deleted scenes! Honestly I would be so down with watching it right--EEP!”
Levi made sure to let his tongue lick the back of your neck first before biting down, wanting to make the bite as painless as possible. Although he guessed that not making you feel pain was out of the question as he felt you tense up, his tongue swiping against your nape one last time as he pulled back and tugged on the back of your shirt.
“MC let’s go. They don’t have it.”
You turn to look at Levi, hand on the back of your neck as you tell him that he could have gotten your attention in any other way, but he knew for a fact that he had made his point across with the demon in front of him.
Summoning Lotan in his own home was one thing, summoning Lotan in a store would probably cost a lot…
Even if he knew brothers wouldn’t blame him with how nauseatingly this demon was trying to approach their master.
Satan breaks his pencil, but it seems the two other people don’t seem to notice.
“And it's the first edition too, but I took it out just for you.”
You smile and mention about how you didn’t need anything fancy for the assignment, just a simple book that talked about Devildom history. Which Satan agreed, this bug was acting like he owned the entire Royal Library. A pass to get a first edition title wasn’t that rare of a fucking find--if he wanted, Satan could call up any of his connections and get about 16 copies of different first edition titles that spoke not just about the Devildom history but about whatever the hell topic he could get his hands on.
This guy wasn’t that special yet he was acting like he had just given you the world on a silver platter.
The demon sat down at the table you and Satan were studying at, looking at you the entire time he explained how to open the book and how to make sure it stays in its pristine condition.
Which made Satan break another pencil.
From what you had mentioned, this guy was just someone you knew from RAD. You labeled him as the ‘smartest person in the class’. Which was a bit of an insult on his part but he guessed that as long as he wasn’t the one in your class it didn’t count as an insult towards his person.
He, of course, being the smartest demon you know.
But Satan didn’t have to be the smartest demon in RAD to know what this nuisance was doing.
If he were to read you any book on Devildom demonology, certain demons needed a human master. This insect in front of you would count as one of them. Lower demons usually tend to be without guidance and need a soul to feed from. In comes a human master, being able to fulfill that need with a pure soul of their own. The demon feeds and in return, develops a sort of ‘affection’ towards their master since they are now the hand that feeds them.
The same couldn’t be applied to Satan or his brothers, however. As the seven demon lords, they are able to gain the sustenance they need from the feed of other lower demons under the sin they were made in.
They are free to form pacts, but it’s not like they need it.
A good metaphor would be that they are essentially ‘picking off the plate’ of the lower demons, making the lower demons only cause minimal casualties up in the human world as they feed and keeping the seven lords from going feral with hunger.
Of course, things were different now. Satan had you now, a human all of his own.
Essentially, someone was trying to ‘take a bite’ of his favourite food, and Satan hated sharing.
Friends be damned, politeness be damned, he needed to show this demon his place.
“Isn’t it fascinating? The cover was made with a demon’s skin.”
“Yes. I believe it was from recently dead demon’s during the first Celestial War. Do you want to feel?”
You nod, curious about the black and shiny cover as the demon holds out his hand for you to take--
Only for you to yelp as Satan takes it first, dragging your hand back so it would be close to his lips as the Avatar of Wrath’s teeth bite at the skin near your wrist. You hiss in pain at the sudden sharpness, quickly pulling your hand back and staring at your demon as he gives the annoyance one last pointed stare.
“That is how demons started their pacts before we arrived in the Devildom, wasn’t it?”
The demon nodded slowly, his eyes darting to the mark on your wrist and then back at Satan. He opened his mouth to try and speak up but seemed to decide better against it, giving you one last smile as he stood up.
“...I’ll...I’ll go get you the second volume. That one might include more accurate and updated information on pact markings.”
Satan smiles and nods as he scoots his chair close to you, looking back at you tracing the mark on your wrist with a frown before putting all your attention back on him.
“Did demons really used to form pact marks like this?”
The Avatar of Wrath shrugs.
“I was only guessing, he was the one who left thinking it was the truth. Here, let’s go look for a book on our own.”
Asmo would like to think that he had perfected the fake smile to the point he could keep it up for an indeterminate amount of time.
“MC! Try this!”
Yet the corners of his mouth twitched as he watched one of your friends, who happened to be a store clerk at Majolish, open the door to your dressing room to hand you another outfit they had picked out. And it wasn’t a bad outfit--!
Just...did they have to keep opening the door every single time?
Granted, he shouldn’t be in your dressing room in the first place but he insisted he would stay since you were only trying some shirts on! It wasn’t like he was seeing anything inappropriate and your pants were staying on the entire time.
This sight was okay for him because he was your demon and you were his master.
So it wasn’t right that some random nobody kept coming in to hand you shirts that they thought looked cute on you! That’s what you had Asmo for!
Yet here he was, secluded to sit down on the little chairs that someone would usually toss the unwanted clothes they wouldn’t buy. Which was already doing horrible things for his self-esteem.
“I learned a couple of things by working here. See? The color really matches your hair.”
The Avatar of Lust scoffs when he hears that. What exactly did the demon learn? How to match colors? Oh look, someone learned the basics of the color wheel, someone give them a medal.
“And since you are wearing something long at the bottom, it’s only fair that you go with something short on top.”
This demon is going to win an award for making basic observations, Asmo could already see it. What a future they had ahead of them.
“These colors are summery too so...it goes great with the weather!”
Oh he wants to gag, Asmo’s heard enough.
“You don’t think it’s too revealing? I do like the color though…”
Before the demon can answer, Asmo grabs your shoulders and pulls you back to him with a smile as he makes you look in the mirror.
“I think it’s revealing enough for the summer look you are going for...except can you maybe get it in a light pastel? Any color would do it just needs to be a pastel color if we want it to go with the light color of your bottoms.”
The demon deflates at the sudden lack of contact with you but nods as they step out, waving goodbye and stating once again how ‘gorgeous’ you looked. Which Asmo guessed was the only compliment they had in their arsenal.
Gorgeous didn’t even begin to describe you.
“I did like this color, Asmo. Does it not look good?”
“No it looks perfect on you! But--”
He tugs on the floral print top and smiles as he wraps his arms around your shoulders.
“Floral prints are extremely last season and I want you to be on a more neutral type of clothing. Just simple colors. This way we can add some jewelry--some of my own creation of course.”
Asmo smiles when you giggle, fixing your top and looking at yourself in the mirror a couple more times as you mumble to yourself about how Devildom summers seem rather temperate compared to the ones you were used to and how you wouldn’t need anything sleeveless.
Damn the Devildom summers, if they could even be called that at all.
His ears twitch as he hears the pest start to make their way back, Asmo’s smile dropping slowly as he looks down at your neck. This was the spot they kept staring at, wasn’t it? Shame it wasn’t decorated--
But he could fix that~
“I found some other colors that would go well with you MC, do you want to--”
“OW OW OW!”
Asmo’s teeth are right on your neck, turning to look back at the clerk with a smile and a little wave as he hums at the way you clench and unclench your fingers while looking at him through the mirror, wanting to ask just why he was doing this but the pain keeping you quiet. It was cute how much you were hurting but how you were doing absolutely nothing to stop him. This could technically mean that you approved of what he was doing, correct?
He lets go as the clerk immediately closes the door, you calling out for your friend but Asmo brings you back and makes you look at the mirror one more time.
“There we go. That’s a pretty mark, right MC? An Asmodeus Limited Edition item, just for you~”
If this kept happening, Beel was going to eat this demon.
“You need to try some Devildom food, MC! I promise it's good!”
Beel stomach growls again as you laugh, ignoring the parfait in front of you. He gives you a tap on the shoulder and your attention is right back to him.
“Oh sorry, Beel. Here!”
You scoop up the delicious frozen treat and feed it to him, Beel smiling as he takes another two bites of his hamburger and watches you and your friend talk. He actually had no idea that you had any friends in RAD and was happy to see that at least some demons were treating you nicely, compared to theo ones who had teased you when you first arrived.
Well he said teased, more like threatened to eat you.
He figured you would make friends fast though, you were nice and all the demons here were already attracted to human souls so it was bound to happen that one of them would have the courage to talk to you.
Yet this one seemed rather...eager.
“How about this. Hell’s Kitchen serves good food but I know this awesome corner in the wall place we can get some grilled bat sandwiches. Guts and everything.”
His stomach growls again, he knew of the place this demon was talking about and would most likely want to take you there himself if you ever asked.
Beel takes another two bites before waiting for you to feed him the parfait.
He frowns and stares at you again, the demon keeping your attention all to himself as you spoke about how you didn’t necessarily want to eat anything with guts in it. His eyes went to the parfait, watching some of the perfectly placed scoops slowly melt and droop down on the plate.
MC, pay attention to him!
This was his time with you! He didn’t mind if someone else stepped in and he was glad you were making friends but this demon was interrupting his mealtime!
He ate his burger, you fed him ice-cream, this is how it had always worked!
People could say what they wanted but Beel was a creature of habit, and he was in the habit of having you feed him.
Not just that, he was in the habit of having your attention all on him when it was his time to hang out with you.
Wasn’t this demon just being a bother? Didn’t you also want them gone?
They kept talking about all the stuff that clearly grossed you out, seemingly delighted with your reactions as they kept trying to egg you on to say yes to an outing. If it wasn’t for the fact that you were smiling the entire time, Beel would have already made the move to unhinging his jaw and--
“I promise I’ll treat you to the best ghost pepper pizza you’ve ever had. You’re free after this, right?”
Beel’s stomach growls, whether in hunger or anger Beel wouldn’t be able to say. All he knows is that this demon is bad news for both him and you.
So what would be the quickest way to make him back off?
“I’m not but I can take a raincheck--!”
You drop the spoon you were holding as Beel bites your cheek, throwing the demon one quick glimpse before letting out a few sounds that seemed to make up your name. The demon stares at you and Beel as the Avatar of Gluttony pulls away from you, licking his lips as you slowly put a hand on your cheek and turn to look at him.
“The parfait is gonna melt. I want another bite.”
Eyes turn to the demon once again, Beel frowning as he takes a hold of your hand underneath the table.
“Please leave. If MC is going to eat Devildom food then they’ll eat it with me. The only thing you are going to do is gross them out.”
“So what did you want to talk about?”
Belphie frowned as your fingers gently played with his hair. That is not what he had asked for when he asked to lay on your lap. Belphegor wanted the usual way you would comb through his hair, both of you gently whispering to each other as the planetarium ambience lulled him to sleep.
“Well...uhm...I wanted to ask something important.”
And who the hell was this person?
He peeked up to look at you smiling at the screen, frowning that you still didn’t seem to notice you were doing a shit job at giving him the attention he needed. Whoever this was had been on the line with you for a good solid ten minutes, talking about useless subjects such as their day and what they had for lunch. If anything, Belphegor had no idea how this thing was taking your attention. You were doing most of the talking anyway, they should just hang up and leave you alone to pay attention to your demon.
“We’ve known each other for a while.”
Belphegor most likely knew MC for longer...maybe.
“And honestly I haven’t met a human like you before. You just...I just expected humans to be something and you aren’t that so it threw me off.”
The Avatar of Sloth yawns as he buries his head in your lap, smiling at the darkness he found in the small crook of your thighs. He yawns again and closes his eyes to try and fall asleep but the grating voice of the demon on the phone was sending nothing but warning signals to his brain.
“So I wanted to ask something I didn’t think I would ask a human before.”
He really wanted to yell ‘get to the point’ or ‘hang up the phone’ but he knew that you would most likely shush him and tell him to be patient, which would then result in you gently pushing him away so you could talk somewhere more private. And he wasn’t ready to lose his favourite pillow just yet.
So he continued listening, tracing random shapes on your thighs as he felt his eyelids start to droop.
“I know you have seven pacts already…”
“But would an eight be too much for you?”
That wakes Belphegor right up, eyes wide open and head turned to face up at you to see your reaction. Of course you would be surprised, this demon really had the guts to ask the current master of the Seven deadliest demons in the Devildom for a pact?
You better be grateful that Belphegor found comfort in your lap and would prefer to stay here, rather than go break the neck of the demon insolent enough to try to take his master away.
So go ahead, reject him.
“A pact? With me?”
What were you doing?
Don’t give him such a hopeful answer! Belphegor had to share you with six other demons constantly and those demons were his siblings! He was okay sharing with Beel but he drew the line at anyone else! Adding an eighth demon to that would be like asking for a bloodbath, a bloodbath with only one target.
Belphegor frowned as the demon started talking again, stuttering and jumping over his words like he was a dog who asked to eat their masters table. Which essentially he was, not like there was room for him anyway.
“I know I’m not like those brothers--”
“But making a pact with you would make me really happy...is what I am trying to say.”
He wants to gag.
A part of him couldn’t blame the demon, you were perhaps the best master a demon could ask for, but you were already t a k e n.
And you were to blame too, you know?
You weren’t rejecting him like you should. The face you were making was far too surprised and flattered at the proposition given to you. Were you that greedy? Had Mammon rubbed off on you? You had seven of the most powerful demons under your command, what more could you possibly want?
As a master, you were doing a bad job at rejecting this insect and an even more horrible job at not paying attention to the actual demon you were tied to.
He turns his head back to the darkness of your thighs, feeling you shift as you also struggle to find an answer. This was becoming too much, if Belphegor didn’t act fast you were most likely going to say yes, just because you didn’t know any better!
Fuck it, you could try to push him off but Belphegor would hold on tightly, he had to save you from your mistake.
“Uhm. Well that is honestly really flattering. And eight pacts wouldn’t be so bad--”
You slap a hand over your mouth, your teeth biting into your tongue as you look down at the demon nipping at the inside of your thigh. Belphie looks up innocently, batting his eyelashes at you as he bites down a little harder--
Fingers hurry to end the call as Belphegor quickly lets go, smiling as you gape down at him.
“I was in the middle of a call!”
“Then what was that about!?”
The Avatar of Sloth shrugs as he closes his eyes.
“You weren’t paying attention to me. It made me mad.”
You sigh and lean back, Belphegor waiting for a few moments before smiling as he feels your fingers combing through his hair.
“Next time,just talk to me, Belphegor.”
He would have answered, but that would make him promise something he most likely was not going to do.
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Belphie: Beel, you are thousands of years old.
Belphie: I'm not gonna get mad at you for saying "fuck".
Beel: ...I'm scared.
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