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moonywritez6 · 4 months

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Kinktober Day 9 Lactation (Reupload)

Character: Dad Mammon x Mom Reader

Reader: Fem Reader!

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, unprotected sex, small breeding kink, whiney Mammon, unprotected sex, harsh language, tit fucking, breast milk, pet names (Mamma, daddy, honey, etc.),

Wc: 3,298

A/n: Hello my sweets! Unfortunately, I got locked out of my old blog account, so I had to make a new one! So, chances of you having seen this before are high as it's on my old account! (I am so sad about it honestly). But I am going through all my old accounts posts and reuploading them here! I hope you can still enjoy my works!

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"Hey, now be gentle, S/n!" You whined, feeling your son's tiny teeth starting to nibble against your sore nipple, his bright and innocent eyes looking right up at you. You smile, letting out a small coo as you playfully boop his nose. "You're so lucky you have your daddy's eyes~ I can never stay mad at you~" You gushed, a giggle escaping when S/n reached one of his grubby little hands towards your finger, carefully gripping the digit between his chubby flesh. Your happy thoughts are stopped when a dark and menacing aura emerges from the other side of the baby. You let your eyes travel over to the pouting face of your loving and childish husband, who rocked back and forth in one of the rocking chairs as he quietly chewed on his thumb.

"What's up with you? You're going to upset the baby." You grumble, giving your husband a slight glare as your son squirms in your arms. Mammon scoffs, turning his head away from you, the pout still evident on his face. "He's hogging you all to himself." He growls. It wasn't like Mammon hated his son.

On the contrary, he absolutely adored the little bundle that was a perfect mix between you and him. When you told him you were pregnant, he felt so much joy that he ran around the entire devildom, bragging to anyone he could while buying all sorts of baby items for boys and girls, not caring what it would be as long as it was healthy. However, there was one thing the avatar of greed failed to consider. Having to share his precious wife is the one thing his greedy mind could never handle.

After hearing his words, you roll your eyes at such a childish reason for your husband's sour mood. "Honestly, Mammon, you're ridiculous!" You huffed before turning your attention back to your son, watching as his eyes slowly started to close, indicating that it was time for a nap. You let out a few small hums, allowing him to finish getting his fill for the day. On the other hand, Mammon stared deeply at your tired expression, the bags under your eyes becoming more noticeable by the day, along with your messy hair and baggy clothes. He didn't mind you not dressing up because it just meant that no other guy would be eyeing you with their lustful gazes. The demon's eyes soon fall on your breasts, having grown immensely since your pregnancy, each mound filled with your precious milk. Mammon recalls a conversation with his brother Beelzebub a few days ago.

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The two watched you from across the living room, feeding your hungry son, who happily latched onto one of your swollen mounds. "I wonder how it tastes…" Beelzebub mumbled without thinking as he stared longingly at your form, a bit of drool leaking from the corner of his mouth, eyes hungrily taking in your exposed flesh. Mammon growled at his brother's words, shooting him a warning glare as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Watch it, Beel! I'll kill you, dammit." Your husband growled, feeling possessive of his human wife. Beelzebub puts a hand up in self-defense, his hungry gaze leaving you to look at his brother. "Sorry, I can't help myself." The avatar of gluttony mumbles his stomach, rumbling loudly, causing your baby to pull away with a loud cry.

Mammon quickly looked your way, his eyes catching the brief glimpse of your exposed nipple. His pupils dilate when he takes in the perked nipple, the tiny bite marks from your son's incoming teeth engraved into the tender skin. To his dismay, you quickly cover up as you try to comfort your son while giving Beelzebub an understanding smile as the demon panics while trying to calm his nephew down. Your husband stood there, bangs falling in his face as he went and licked his lips, a new greedy thought appearing in his selfish mind.

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You let out a small sigh as you exit your son's room, Mammon close behind as he carefully shuts the door. "You look exhausted, mamma~" The demon cooed, wrapping his arms around your waist from behind as he nuzzled into your neck, leaving a few tender kisses. You relax at the feeling, leaning closer into his chest as his hands carefully rub up and down your sides, a content hum leaving your lips. "I am tired. I love my cute little S/n, but he just won't sleep properly, not to mention he's been teething a lot more lately, so I haven't been able to feed him properly." You sigh, tossing your head to the side when you feel Mammon's tongue trail up your neck as he places a few kisses against your jaw.

He lets out a slight hum at your words, raising a brow in curiosity as he looks up at you while resting his chin on your shoulder. "I have noticed the little rascal leaving more bite marks on me, but what do you mean you haven't been able to feed him properly?" His eyes trail down to the top of your low-cut shirt, your cleavage highly exposed as the shirt desperately clings to the flesh. Your husband enjoys the view as he backs his lower half away from you, feeling his pants getting tighter at the sight. You blush slightly while glancing in both directions of the hallway, causing the demon to grow even more curious at what you could say. You motion for him to come closer as you whisper in his ear. "Because of his teeth, it hurts too much when he's feeding, and I haven't had time to buy a pump yet." Your words cause Mammon to frown, not understanding what you meant. Seeing this, you bite your lip as you debate, telling your husband more before letting out a small sigh. "My breasts are full, and it's becoming painful, so I need to buy a pump to get the milk out and give it to S/n in a bottle." You mumbled, ears turning red from embarrassment.

Mammon takes a second to process your words, his eyes going wide once everything clicks before a mischievous smirk tugs at the corners of his lips. "Oh? Is that right?" He teasingly sings, his hands slowly making their way up your torso. You give a silent nod, too embarrassed to say anything else. "My poor wife~" Mammon playfully cries before his hands lightly grope at your swollen breasts, earning a loud gasp from you, your smaller hands shooting up to push him away from the sensitive flesh. "M-Mammon! Stop it!" You hiss, shooting at him with a warning glare, to which he just smiles, his eyes sparkling with mischief. He doesn't budge as he lightly massages your breasts in the hallway, not caring for anyone who could stumble upon his shameless act.

You let out a small moan from your husband's movements before feeling your shirt dampen, causing your eyes to widen as you tried to push him away again. "Come on, if you don't stop, you will ruin my top!" You whined, trying to devise any excuse to escape the embarrassing position. Mammon's fingers came to a quick halt when they pressed against the now wet fabric, his eyes narrowing as he looked over your shoulder, seeing the two soaked spots where each nipple sat. "Y/n…is that what I think it is?" His tone is deep as he whispers into your ear, teeth lightly grazing the skin, sending a shiver throughout your body. He hums at your silence, his fingers teasingly pinching at the leaking buds, making your back arch as your knees give out. Mammon is quick to catch you, his arms wrapping around your waist. He lets out an amused chuckle that slightly echoes throughout the hall.

"Let me help you out mamma~ Your husband has been feeling extra greedy lately~" He cooed before sweeping you up his legs and taking him as fast as they could to your shared bedroom. Once inside, the avatar of greed couldn't keep his hands off you as he sat you on the edge of the bed. "You're such a good mamma, baby~" He moaned as he slowly sucked on one of your clothed breasts, his tongue lightly tasting the milk that had seeped through. You whine at the sudden feeling, bringing a hand to your mouth to muffle your weak moans. Mammon sucks at the spot for a few more seconds before moving to the other, leaving darker wet spots. "Is this helping baby? Does it feel any better?" Your eyes soften at how sweet his tone is as you carefully caress the back of his head, earning a slight hum as he glances up at your lips, still sucking on the soaked fabric.

"I don't like the feeling of the fabric." You confess, cheeks pink as you look into his eyes. He pulls away carefully, standing up from his kneeled position, body now looming over yours. "Raise your hands, baby." You do as told, hissing when he starts pulling the fabric off. He shushes you, giving a small kiss to your forehead before taking a step back, multicolor eyes taking in the sight of your swollen tits, a ball of saliva struggling to get down his throat as he tosses the shirt to the side. He caresses your cheek while lightly trailing his fingers across each mound. "Such a good wife just for me." He growls, loving how you were letting him toy with your chest as he goes and scoots you further onto the bed. Once he thought you were positioned far enough, he quickly pinned you, watching your breasts bounce around.

Before you know it, he hungrily takes one into his mouth while one hand carefully squeezes at the other to relieve himself. You whimper at the sudden feeling as you grip the sheets. Mammon lets out a shaky moan when his mouth fills with the milk from your sensitive bud, his taste buds going insane over the new flavor. 'She was keeping this from me this whole time. What a naughty wife.' He thought, glancing up to see the cute face of his lover, all red, your lips slightly parted as shaky breaths filled his ears. He pulls away with a small pop, his tongue darting to lick at any leaked milk. "So tasty your milk is so fucking good, baby~" He moaned, cheeks flushed while caressing your cheek.

"P-please suck on the other one…" You shyly pant, wanting the painful feeling to go away. Smiling at your request, Mammon hovers over your other mound, his mouth open as he carefully squeezes the flesh with one hand. You watch as the white liquid shoots out onto his tongue, causing your insides to feel warm as you lightly press your legs together. Mammon continues his assault on your tender flesh, unable to get enough of your sweet taste. "Fuck… can't wait to brag to Beel about your sweet tits." He growls against the flesh, his greed showing as he refuses to remove his lips when he feels your hand push at his head. You whine at the feeling of your breasts being toyed with as Mammon tries to suck them dry. "M-Mammon honey, you're doing too much! They're really sensitive." You whined, trying to pull your husband from his greed.

Unfortunately, he was too far gone as he pulled away from your sore nipple, watching the swollen bud glisten with spit, his breathing heavy and eyes clouded with lust. "Hey baby…let me fuck them." He breathes as he pulls his pants and boxers down, revealing his erection dripping with precum. You look up at him in a daze, still trying to recover from the pleasure and relief your poor tits were experiencing all at once. "W-what?" You breathe, trying to prop yourself up with an elbow, only for your husband to push you back down, straddling your torso as he slowly pumps his cock. He looks at you hungrily while licking his lips, giving his stupid grin whenever he knows he will get what he wants no matter what.

"Let me fuck your tits, babe; I wanna see just how swollen they are~" He sings while sliding his cock between your breasts, both hands squeezing the mounds together as he starts moving his hips, tossing his head back in pleasure. A shaky growl escapes his throat, followed by a loud laugh. "Fuck baby, your breasts are suffocating my cock~ Just look at it disappearing~" He moaned, completely taken over by lust as his thrusts started picking up. You whine, eyes watching as his leaking tip pokes out at your face, a line of precum beginning to provide a lubricant between your mounds. "Mm, that's right, mamma keep watching~ open that pretty mouth for me, yeah?" He growls, squeezing at your tits and watching them leak under his hands. "Fuck." He cursed, his eyes trailing to your pretty lips as he watched you slowly stick your tongue out to lick the tip as it poked back at you, earning a slight hiss from the demon. "Don't tease." He scolds a slight pout on his lips before bucking his hips forward, this time more aggressively as he goes and shoves his cock deep into your mouth, causing a small, muffled squeak to leave your lips.

"That's right, baby…fuck so good. You're so fucking sexy." He whined while bringing a hand up to his mouth, licking at the milk, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, thrusts becoming sloppier. You just watched him as his cock slipped in and out of your mouth, your pussy dripping with arousal from this sudden change in your husband's behavior. Usually, he was never this horny in bed, but after having tasted the precious milk, his son had been hogging for the last few months, there was no stopping him. Mammon's chest heaves as he cups both your cheeks, a fucked-out expression on his face. "I'm gonna cum all over your sexy tits, my sexy wife~ So watch me, okay? Otherwise, I'll be so upset~" He whines, pulling his cock from your mouth to give it a few more pumps before biting his lip as his hips buck forward, white strands of semen spraying all over your messy breasts.

Mammon sits there, eyes lidded as he looks down at you, his mind all fuzzy from having reached his release. You look up at him, eyes wide in awe as you take in the beautiful sight before you. "Mammon… you're so handsome." You whisper, unable to take your eyes off your demon husband as his chest rises and falls, mouth parted. He looks down at you, cheeks red and eyes practically hearts. "Hmm?~ I'm handsome, yeah?" He purrs, a hand sliding behind him as he reaches into your pants, his fingers instantly coming in contact with your slick eyes widening. He looked back to make sure he wasn't imagining it due to his fuzzy mind as he went and slipped a finger into your pussy with ease, the wet noises echoing throughout the room.

"Fuck Y/n… you're so wet just from me sucking and fucking your tits? Have I been neglecting my beautiful wife?" He coos, slipping another finger inside, watching your expression change as you squirm under his weight. "N-No, just been so busy with S/n…ah~ that I just haven't had any time for t-this!" You cry, feeling Mammon's fingers curl inside, barely brushing against that spot he knows will drive you crazy. A pout falls on his face as he shakes his head, letting out a few disappointed tuts. "That's not good, baby! Why didn't you tell me I would've taken care of you sooner!" He scolded while pumping his half-hard cock, feeling himself more turned on the longer he stared at your cum covered tits. You whine as you try to arch yourself off the bed to no avail because your husband's weight is still on top of you.

"M-mammon honey, please!" You beg, reaching a hand up to him, watching as he lightly bit a finger, his eyes locked with yours. "I-I want you deep inside me before it's too late!" You cry, tears forming in your eyes due to your desperation. Mammon smirks, quickly changing his position as he spreads your legs apart, watching your slick drip onto the sheets. "So, fucking filthy baby…just how I love you~" He chuckles before quickly slipping his cock into your needy pussy, watching as your back arched while you gripped the sheets, a loud moan leaving your lips. Mammon hums his hips, moving at an inhuman pace as he relishes in the pleasure of your walls squeezing around his aching length. "Fuck! Fuck so good, baby~ Your pussy is amazing!" He cries, his eyes landing back on your tits, watching them leak with each bounce.

"So fucking sexy…just look at them leaking~" He laughs while wrapping an arm around your back, quickly lifting your upper half as he had you sit on his lap, hands grasping your hips so tight they'd leave bruises later. He hums, wrapping his lips around a sensitive mound, body shaking as he lets out multiple whines cock still pounding into your abused hole. "Want all of it… it's all mine, dammit!" The last part came out as a possessive growl as he lightly pulled the bud between his teeth, causing a small scream to leave your lips. "S-such a greedy demon…this is for S/n." You scold lightly, hitting him on the head. Mammon growls as he kisses your lips, his tongue invading every inch of your mouth.

"That's right, I'm your greedy husband~ So. Fucking. Greedy!" He emphasizes the last three words, the feeling of his cock hitting the entrance to your womb each time. A few cries leave your lips as you sloppily kiss his neck, leaving minor bruises wherever possible. Mammon hums, his thrusts getting sloppy as he feels your walls clench around him. "Are you getting close, baby? Are you going to cum for the daddy of your baby?" He growls, his grip tightening as he gets ready to firmly press your hips down. He glances at your breasts, his cock twitching with excitement. "Fuck they bounce so good I just can't get enough!" He whined, leaving a few kisses on your lips, unable to handle anymore as he pushed deep inside you. "M-mammon! I'm gonna cum! Gonna cum from your cock so deep inside me!" You cry, wrapping your arms around his neck. Mammon smiles, loving how you cried out from his cock as he went to whisper in your ear.

"Maybe I should make you pregnant again, huh? Keep your tits nice and full for daddy and the kids~" His words have you cumming, hard eyes rolling far back into your head as he shoots his release deep into your womb, letting out a pathetic whine as he kisses your breasts.

"I'll make you a mama forever~"

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Mammon hummed happily as he rocked back and forth in the chair, his aura pure and blinding as he watched his beautiful wife feed their son. "S/n mamma, is such a wonderful woman, right?" He gushed to the baby, who looked at him with no thoughts behind those innocent eyes. You roll your eyes, a slight blush on your cheeks as you carefully fix your top when your son finishes his fill. "There, there S/n! Don't listen to daddy, he's an idiot!" You scold while patting your son's back, ready for him to burp. Mammon pouts at your words before his eyes land on your breasts; his mind starts to wander into dark territory before your son throwing up catches his ears.

"DON'T WASTE IT!"

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xans-mindspace · 3 months

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𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐒 — ꨄ

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

ꨄ — lucifer : quality time

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

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

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

ꨄ — mammon : gift giving

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

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

ꨄ — leviathan : quality time

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

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

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

ꨄ — asmodeus : physical touch

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

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

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

ꨄ — satan : words of affirmation / acts of service

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

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

ꨄ — beelzebub : acts of service

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

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

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

ꨄ — belphegor : physical touch

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

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

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

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

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

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moonlightpetalz6 · 6 months

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Kinktober Day 9 (Lactation)

Character: Dad Mammon x Mom Reader

Reader: Fem Reader!

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, smut, unprotected sex, small breeding kink, whiney Mammon, unprotected sex, harsh language, tit fucking, breast milk, pet names (Mamma, daddy, honey, etc.),

Wc: 3,298

A/n: I feel like I didn't do this one much justice, but I had fun writing it! I hope you enjoy! I tried to get all the warnings written above! I apologize if I missed any! (S/n = Son's name).

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"I'll make you a mama forever~"

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"DON'T WASTE IT!"

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mvskedxrtist · 3 months

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I-I'm your Good Demon!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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l3viat8an · 1 year

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Nsfw content MDNI

Late night mini brainrot hit again~! And again it’s 1am….yea enjoy~ :)

CW: my usual typos- Fem reader! ‘n Mammon being greedy, pet names. Maybe a bit of breeding kink (honestly not sure if it counts) but Mammon cums inside so yea-

"C’mon, need you, need you so bad darlin’." Mammon practically whines as his hands run all over your body, caressing and kneading every inch of skin he can reach.

He’d felt needy since he saw some lower level demon chatting you up at the bar and it had set him off, you were his damnit!

Other demons needed to back off! And-

Fuck, he can’t wait anymore!!- Getting back to his or your bedroom, seems unimportant and instead, he starts moving over to one of the couches in the living room, pushing you down to lay on it and climbing on top of you.

Hoping nobody walks in.

The only thing running through his mind is you~ your body, your moans, how soft you look underneath him and did he mention your pretty moans? Maybe you’ll beg him, maybe you’ll-

He’s pulled from his thoughts when you whine,

"’m right here Mammon.” as you buck your hips against his. You smile, looking up at him so sweetly. And leaning up to place a slow kiss on his lips, which he reciprocates, kissing you back even harder, greedier, as he deepens the kiss~

Grinning when you break apart and he greedily moves to tug your and his clothes off.

Pausing only a moment, to look you over and breathe out a small “Fuck,”

when he see how wet you are “All this for me?” He teases, working two fingers inside you easily to prep you a bit, “Mammon.” You whine a little louder, hips moving up to meet his hand and his grin only widens “Just fuck me already…” you look up at him and he blinks a few times before nodding, “Well, since ya really need me that bad…,,,,how could I say no?”

He still teasing for a minute, enjoying the half frustrated look on your face as he rubs his cock over your pussy, coating it in your slick.

As your about to beg again, he finally pushes in and both of you let out satisfied moans.

He holds still for a minute before starting to move, slowly at first then speeding up, until his hips are ruthlessly thrusting into you, heavy breathing mixed with moans escaping from both of you.

One of his hand grips your waist tightly, likely to bruise, and his senses all focus on you, nothing else. Just you.

One of Mammon’s hands moves down to play with your clit, his skilled fingers, always feel amazing!

And he’s enjoying the way it makes you clench erotically around his aching cock.

"go-gonna come, Mammon!” you whimper-yell as his fingers rubs harder clit and his hips thrust into you with a needy pace.

Your hands move to grip onto his shoulders for support.

"Then cum for me, sweetheart," Mammon say, his voice low as he clenches his jaw with concentration. his words push you off the edge, and your body practically shakes with how hard you came.

"Fuck, your greedy little pussy's milking my cock- s-shit" Mammon moans.

"I’m gonna fill you up, need it after- after seein’ that -hahh- fuckin’ demon flirtin’ with my human,”

"please, please, please.” You chant, in response, just wanting to feel more of him and Mammon smirks.

"Yea? Want it that bad? Then I suppose- I just have to fuck you until yer dripping with my cum."

His hips stutter into your and his breathing starts becoming uneven.

A few more thrusts and then he pushes in as deep as he can hitting that sweet spot inside you and stills, painting your walls white his cum.

You relax against the couch as he leans down to press hot, open mouthed kisses along your neck, before smirking against your skin and saying, “We're far from done, c’mon ‘n turn around for me doll~”

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mentallyillbutokay · 1 year

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Thirteen: Want to be my girlfrien?

fem!MC: Don't you mean girlfriend?

Thirteen: Huh?

fem!MC: You forgot the 'd'

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

Also Thirteen, winking: You'll get that later

Levi: This is a verbal conversation!

Mammon: Oi, how woulddya know, yer otaku?

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

Thirteen: Heck yeah!

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

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

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devildom-moss · 10 months

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

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

Diavolo giving chubby f!mc a confidence boost

(Diavolo x f!MC)

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

Word Count: +4,300

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How is it?” Diavolo asked.

“It’s good,” you answered unenthusiastically.

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

“Go ahead and eat the rest, then.”

“Are you sure?”

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

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

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

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

“I’m not a fan of apples,” you lied.

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

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

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

Diavolo stood up to go after you.

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

“I have to go.”

“You don’t have to.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You shook your head. “Perverts.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Even if they aren’t –”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“How so?” You narrowed your eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Diavolo,” you cautioned him breathlessly.

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

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

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

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

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

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

At least for right now, you believed him.

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

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ghostraves · 2 years

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Tall mc rots kinoko's brain.

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MINORS, FEM ALIGNED DNI

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

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

Yes.

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

Oh gods yes.

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

Hell yes.

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

My, My.. Yes.. Please!

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

Mhmmm!!!

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

Oooooh.. yess..

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

Oh my STARS yEs-

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

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planetgutz · 1 year

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kill bill

✶ content: a little bit of angst ??, makeup sex, vaginal sex, fingering, praise, dirty talk, creampie, the l bomb (a few times cuz im sappy), dom leaning mammon

✶ pairing: ex boyfriend!mammon x fem!reader

you and mammon had broken up about three months ago. you couldn't deal with his constant schemes to further his wealth, some of these schemes even dragging you down with him. the last straw for you came when the avatar of greed suggested to you that the both of you could monetize your sex life, starting an nsfw page on twitter and accepting donations.

you almost couldn't believe what you were hearing. mammon had always told you that you were just his, he wasn't willing to share you with anyone else. this was a major blow to you so you ended the relationship right then and there. you can still remember how mammon tried to act indifferent as if he couldn't care less, as tears welled in his eyes and threatened to spill over. you hadn't spoken to him or any of the other brothers since then, opting to stay with simeon, solomon, and luke for the time being.

"y/n, we know we love you but you can't stay here forever," luke tells you one day while you're brushing his hair. solomon looks up from the book he's reading, obviously amused. you stop brushing luke's hair. "i know that, i just can't bring myself to face any of them still" solomon laughs from his side of the room and you shoot him a death glare.

"it's best to just rip the bandaid off now, diavolo only gave you this accommodation temporarily anyway"

you reflect on this for a moment and can't help but agree. the group of boys had all been so kind to you in your time of need, you didn't want to continue mooching off of them. you pat luke's head and turn back to solomon. "you know, for once, you're actually right, i have to face them, including him" the boys in the room notice the way your expression changes when you mention mammon, even without saying his name.

solomon walks over and places a reassuring hand on your shoulder. "you don't have to leave right away if you don't want to, you're always welcome here" you give him a soft smile and stand to face him and luke. "like you said, it's best to rip the bandaid off now"

the three of you wait until simeon returns to tell him your plans of returning to your original dorm. as sad as he is to see you go, he agrees that its the best for you. the boys help you pack up your things and escort you back to the main dorms.

"y/n, if you want to come back at any point, just call us and we'll come get you right away" simeon tells you, pulling you into a tight embrace. you nod and wave goodbye to the three as you roll your suitcase towards the front door. a foreboding dread looms over you as your hand hovers over the door. so many memories made here, both good and bad. you muster up the courage to knock on the door. you hear rushed footsteps, a crash followed by a loud curse, and then the door swings open.

it's him.

mammon is stunned, probably never expecting to see you again. he's frozen for a moment before collecting himself. "it's uhm good to see ya, mc" you expected it to be this awkward. you nod. "yea good to see you too, mammon, i'm here to move back in" you say, gesturing towards your suitcase. his eyes widen at that for a moment before returning to normal.

"yeah, of course, come right in" mammon steps aside to let you into the house. he leads you to your old bedroom, stopping when the two of you get to the door. you expect the two of you to part ways but instead, he speaks up. "mc, can we talk please?" you blink owlishly at him before nodding and leading him into your bedroom. you both side on your bed, ample distance between each other.

for some reason, all the memories of the things you and he had done in this room come flooding back. hot and intense memories invade your brain, causing you to clear your throat and cross your legs. mammon takes notice of this but doesn't say a word. "so what did you have to talk to me about?" mammon turns to you, deadly serious.

"listen, i know you probably won't forgive me but i'm sorry, i've regretted what i did since you left 'cuz i lost the love of my life"

he pauses.

"i just want you to know that not a day has gone by where i didn't think of ya, mc" he sighs and moves to stand and leave, already anticipating rejection. you reach out and grab his arm. "mc, huh wh-"

you cut him off, slamming your lips against his. the kiss is returned almost instantly, mammon moving to wrap his arms around your waist. he hoists you up and you wrap your legs around his waist, arms locking around his neck. neither one of you comes up for air as he walks over to your dresser and places you on it. his tongue invades your mouth as you both fight for dominance. mammon is the first to pull back, pupils blown wide.

"i'm gonna show ya how much i missed ya"

he roughly drags your sweats down your legs, underwear following soon after. he groans, taking in the sight of your exposed cunt. mammon slides one finger into your tight cunt, causing you to moan. once he deems you loose enough, he slides another finger in. he's curling his fingers just right, hitting that sensitive bundle of nerves inside of you. mammon leans down close to your ear. "tell me how bad ya want me, tell me ya only belong to me, mc"

you grip his forearm, squirming, pleasure becoming intense. your eyes roll back as your orgasm approaches but mammon stops his movements and smacks your thighs. "what did i say, mc?" you're full on desperate now, orgasm ripped away from you.

"please, mammon! i'm all yours, i want you so bad, just please fuck me!"

a smile takes over mammon's face as he pulls his fingers from your cunt. "that's my good girl, i'll give you what ya want now" he unzips his pants, freeing his cock. mammon had always gone commando, a detail you'd almost forgotten. he strokes his cock a few times before angling it against your throbbing hole. you yelp as he begins pushing it inside. he leans over and places a gentle kiss on your forehead. "don't worry baby, doing so well for me" you reach your hands out to pull him closer and he obliges, pushing you further up on to the dresser. he bottoms out and gives you a moment to adjust. you begin kissing along his neck and he takes that as a sign that you're ready.

mammon slides all the way out of you before slamming back in. he maintains a steady pace, rocking both of you as you clutch onto him for dear life. "mine, pretty girl, all mine, love you so much" the room is filled with your loud cries and the occasional grunt and whine from mammon. "fuck! mammon mm gonna cum!"

mammon digs his nails into your hips, picking up the pace. "ya gonna cream on my dick, baby?" you nod mindlessly. mammon smirks. "i want ya to cum all over this dick and ima fill ya up, okay? you keep nodding, pressure building. "make sure everyone knows ya belong to me" mammon bites down on the side of your neck, hard. you come undone after this, cumming hard around his cock. mammon finishes not long after, filling you up with his seed. he pulls out, cock coated in the evidence of your lovemaking. mammon's cum begins to drip out of you and onto your dresser and you whine.

mammon moves to pick you up, swooping you up into his arms bridal style. "c'mon mc, lets get ya in a bath" you nuzzle into his neck, already drifting off to sleep. "i missed you, mammon" he laughs. "i missed you too, mc" you yawn, attempting to stretch your legs in his grip. "i love you" you say, finally falling asleep.

"i love you more than you'd ever know"

#om!#obey me #shall we date obey me #obey me smut #mammon x reader #mammon obey me #obey me x reader #mammon smut #obey me imagines #obey me mammon x reader #fem!reader #gutzworks

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vcill · 1 year

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✧ Earn It ✧

(Mammon x gn!black reader)

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

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

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

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

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

"Mc, m'so fuckin' close"

"Aht-hold it."

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

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

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

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

"mmm nope, missed a spot"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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dejwrites · 2 years

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❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ⠀ ⠀⠀ invisible ink ⠀ 〳 ⠀ beelzebub, mammon, & simeon ‵

❪ ♡ ❫ ─── ( synopsis ) receiving thirst traps to your ddd.

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — established relationships for all of them, suggestive content, masturbation, pet names [babe, pretty], mentions of cum, slight exhibitionism with beel's part, profanity, well for mammon part..reader is a witch mammon owe money to but they're also fwb..so still an established relationship lol, thirst traps are sent with consent, male moans audio links included, my first ever content for obey me so pls be kind, reblogs & comments are highly appreciated, remember don't send unsolicited thirst traps babes, minors dni !!

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — BEELZEBUB

— IT WAS QUITE LATE FOR YOU AS YOU SAT AT YOUR DESK STUDYING. You could hear Asmo's soft snores after he fell asleep in your bed. The two of you were supposed to be studying, but actually, whine up skimming through fashion magazines and doing skincare masks on each other's faces. But now you were stuck cramming in the little bit of information you could remember. With your earphones in your ear while writing different You could feel the headache slowly clawing at your brain as the ends of your pen brushed against your lip. The sound of your music banging at your eardrums while you were writing before the familiar ding interrupted the soothing beat. When you glanced at the message, your face lit up seeing Beel's name.

When you clicked on his message thread, your eyebrows knitted together in confusion at the video. You expected your boyfriend to be sleeping at this hour, but the video that was sent to you said otherwise. The sound of his deep moans replaced the once pop song you were listening to. Despite wearing earphones, you still turned around to be sure that Asmo was still sleeping peacefully. Your heart was pouncing against your chest hearing Beel's low moans in the video. Assuming he was trying to keep his voice day due to Belphie's presence in their shared room.

You had a perfect view of Beel's cock in the dim-lit room. The wet sounds of him caressing his cock caused you to let out a relaxed sigh. Your eyes stared eagerly at the way the lower half of his body quivered under his own touch. The sight of his perfectly shaped v-line all the way down to his ginger-colored hairs that decorated his happy trail. You nearly evaporated at your desk watching as he was palming his cock so slow. Even letting his fingertips brush against that one vein on his cock that only pops out when he's super horny and desperate to be touched. Desperate for your touch.

"Please Y/N, come touch me."

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — MAMMON

— YOU COULD HEAR THE FAMILIAR DINGING AS YOU FINALLY LET SLEEP PULL YOU AWAY. You let out a low groan as your hand extended to reach for the dinging device on your nightstand. When you saw the familiar name on your screen, your eyes instantly rolled in annoyance. As you rolled over on your side to get comfortable, you opened your messages to see the text. "What the hell does he want at this hour?" You asked yourself.

You hope he didn't want to hook up at this hour, especially given how hard it was so sneak by his eldest brother's grasp. The relationship between Mammon and yourself was complicated. Severely complication. Yes, he was technically in debt with you and you could possibly make his life a living hell with just a snap of your finger and a spell. However, it was just something about him. It was the way he always had something smug to say to you when you reminded him of the debt he was in.

When you clicked the video, your lips couldn't help but curve into a smile. The pornographic sounds of Mammon's palming his cock echoed out the speakers of your DDD. Like clockwork, when he moaned out your name, you instantly became turned on like a hormonal teenager. Your eyes were glued staring at Mammon's cock. On some days when you're on your knees for the Avatar of Greed, you adored the sight of his cock simply because it was pretty. The most perfect-shaped tip that he loved tapping at your entrance teasingly before he's bottoming down inside you. Or the fact that it had a slight curve to it.

His utters of your name and even more lewd comments caused you to instantly exit the video completely sexually frustrated. You texted him. "See you in ten minutes idiot!" the text read which Mammon read instantly and responded.

"Only if you clear my debt."

♡ ˙ ˖ ✧ — SIMEON

— THE THICK PASTEL-COLORED DUVET WAS PULLED UP TO YOUR NOSE AS YOU WERE ON YOUR PHONE. The brightness of your DDD irritated your eyes as you were wondering who would text you at this time of night. A subtle yawn escaped your lips as you unlocked the device to see the bright red icon notifying you that you received a new message. When you clicked it, your boyfriend Simeon's message thread was at the type. You were expecting his poetic goodnight-message he always sends that causes butterflies to erupt in the pit of your stomach like a lovesick fool. However, your hand went up to rub the sleep out of your eyes with a quickness at what he sent. The video didn't have any message with it, he just sent it. No explanation, no flirty message. Nothing.

When you finally clicked the video, the sound that came from your phone instantly woke you up. Your teeth grazed at your lower lip as you watched the pornographic sight of your boyfriend palming his cock. You hated the fact that instantly you became breathless as if Simeon was physically in your presence. He had that effect on you for some reason. Subtle things could have you feeling ditzy for him and it could be as little as just letting his fingertips graze upon the insides of your wrist.

You shifted yourself in your bed and you could feel yourself sink further into the fluffiness as you were laying on your back with your phone. Thighs clenching together in anticipation at the glorious sight of Simeon's cock. His desperate whimpers caused a bone-chilling shiver to travel down your spine. Your eyes lit up with so much lust as Simeon's hands glided up and down his tanned shaft while uttering your name. In your mind, you kept wondering how he always could leave you breathless. Your body radiates heat by the second before you're shoving your hands in your pastel blue-colored pajama shorts.. You couldn't pass up the opportunity to make yourself feel so good with the type of video that was sent to your DDD.

"Cum with me Y/N, please cum with me." Simeon's voice whimpered on the video.

TAGS — @l-ovey @ickyism @hidansdarling @yooniluvbot444 @ambieux @scholarlogy @kewrai

#obey me x reader #obey me smut #beel x reader #mammon x reader #simeon x reader #beel smut #mammon smut #simeon smut #x reader #fem reader #beelzebub x reader #beelzebub smut #beelzebub x you #mammon x you #simeon x you

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xans-mindspace · 4 months

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

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

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

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celestialfantasiess · 1 year

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

requests: open <3

‣SFW

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

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

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

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

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

‣NSFW

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

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

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

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the-lady-writes-what · 2 months

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How the Brothers react to you riding them, Mammon

Pretty much All Porn/No Plot, so minors be warned (and stay out)

Content: oral (giving)/blowjob, 69, toys, overstimulation, teasing, cowgirl, spanking (receiving), consensual bruising, slightly mean! Mammon

These are all my own head canons. Don’t be mean about it.

Lucifer Asmo Levi Beel Belphie Satan

🔞NSFW Content Below! 18+ Only! Minors DNI!🔞

Headcanons:

He loves this position because then he can grab and squeeze whatever he wants

Loves to see bruises on you marking you as his

Love body worship

You can leave marks on him too! Let everybody know that you belong to him and he belongs to you

Very vocal in and outside the bedroom. You may have to gag him or do something to get him to shut up for five minutes

Give him praise and lots of it. This is a man who likes to have his--ahem--ego stroked

Speaking of stroking, before getting down and dirty, Mammon loves to have someone worship his cock. I'm not kidding when I say he needs worship before getting down and dirty Come on, sweetheart. You can this cock in your cunt, can't you? Better worship that cock if you want it so badly...

Second prettiest cock (behind Asmo, of course)

Some people think he's a sub, and while that's a perfectly valid headcanon, I personally think he's more dominant. He's greedy and possessive and he likes to go after things he wants. He's a pursuer, a hunter. He wants all your orgasms

Mammon reclined on his bed with you between his legs. His fingers grazed the back of your neck. His nails graze your skin as you suck on his long cock. You hear him hiss and suck in his breath with every pass of your mouth along the shaft. What you couldn't fit into your mouth, you stroked with your hand. Mammon's cock hit the back of your throat, making you gag.

"Awww...baby. Is it too much for you?" Mammon cooed. He patted your head. He shifted his hips to thrust up into your mouth. "How does the Great Mammon's cock taste?"

You answered by rolling your tongue along the thick vein and sucking on the tip of him harder. Mammon's nails dug into your neck, his hand lightly squeezing. You bobbed your head up and down his hot length while trying to take as much of him as you could. In the end, you stroked what you couldn't fit inside your throat. After several minutes of this, you pulled away to gasp for air.

"Need a break already?" Mammon teased. He reached into the bedside table. In his hand, he held a vibrating wand. "Or maybe you just need some motivation.

Mammon switched you around so that your backside faced him. You went back to work on his cock. A shudder ripped through you the second you heard the toy buzz to life. Mammon pushed your hesitant hips down against his mouth. One hand held your hip while the other pressed vibrator against your clit. Your eyes rolled at the sensation of both the toy and Mammon's mouth on your pussy. You moaned around his cock. Beneath you, Mammon rocked his hips upwards, filling your mouth with him. He used every trick up his sleeve to get your pussy soaking wet. His tongue lapped at your folds as he pressed the toy against your poor clit. He moaned with you as he ate you out. Together, you worked in tandem to bring each other up and over the edge. Mammon's cum filled your mouth. You were forced to swallow before you pull away and gasp for air. You shivered as Mammon continued to tease you with his mouth and overstimulate that bundle of nerves between your legs. You gripped the sheets as another orgasm hit you like a tsunami. You screamed as you came all over his mouth.

You were still shivering by the time Mammon switched off the toy and tossed it back into the drawer of the bedside table. His toned arms switched you around once more. Mammon had your quivering body straddle him so that your chests faced each other. He reached between your bodies to stroke himself. You leaned down with your arms on his shoulders and kissed him.

Mammon rubbed the newly hardened tip of his cock against your soaked cunt. He pulled away a bit to nibble on your bottom lip. His face nestled into your neck. Mammon kissed, licked, and left dark love bites along your flesh. Your nails dug into his shoulders as Mammon made you sink down on his cock.

"Come on, princess. Ride that cock for me," said Mammon. He gave you a spank on your right ass cheek.

"Mammon!" You whined.

But your irritation was met with that cocky grin of his. Mammon looked up at you with those blue and yellow eyes. His mouth was hungry for more. He licked his lips as he bucked upwards into you. You braced yourself with your hands on his chest, feeling up the defined muscles of his abdomen.

"Mhmm, yeah. You like touching me don't you? Why don't you ride me like you mean it, princess?"

Mammon groped your ass, squeezing each globe in his hands. He rocked his hips upwards. His hips encouraged you to grind against him, and you caved. You moved against him, grinding down on him and moving your hips. You writhed on top of him; Mammon's cock filling you whole. The tip of him brushing the sensitive spot within you over and over as you moved faster. You bounced on his cock. Though his hands looked slender like a model's, Mammon was rough in handling you. He left hand-shaped bruises on your ass as he spanked you. Each slap on your skin encouraged you to ride him faster, harder.

Your head fell back as you moaned louder. You closed your eyes to the pleasure.

"Scream my name, Y/N. I want to hear it on your lips. If you don't, I'll out and leave you and high and dry. Say the Great Mammon's name!" He squeezed your ass in each of his hands.

Sweat trickled down your brow. You gasped and moaned as you bounced on him.

"M-Mammon, Mammon, Mammon," you chanted his name like he was your god.

And in that moment, Mammon was your god. The one you worshipped with your mouth and hands and pussy. Mammon wrapped his arms around you and drew you against his chest. He pinned your against his body while he thrust upwards. Your mouths met in a needy kiss. Your tongues battled for dominance before you gave in. Mammon claimed your mouth in the same way he claimed the rest of your body.

Pleasure exploded at the base of your spine. You cried out loud enough for all six of his brothers to hear you scream Mammon's name. Hearing you like this, moaning like a proper slut for him (and just only for him), was music to Mammon's ears. He held you close as he pounded your insides and painted them with his cum. He grunted and kissed you hard, swallowing your whimpers. Despite keeping his lips sealed on yours, his groans echoed throughout his bedroom. Mammon's hips bucked once, twice, three more times before stuttering to a halt. You felt his essence fill your lower belly. There was so much of it that it leaked out. You both collapsed onto the bed, both equally and utterly boneless.

You managed to peel yourself off him once Mammon relinquished his hold on you. You rolled over onto your side and cuddled against him. You and Mammon panted from the exercise.

"When...When I catch my breath, it's round two," said Mammon between breaths.

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