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writing-by-mimi · 2 years

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Slumber Party

Alpha!Asmodeus x F!Omega!MC

Adult content, read at your own risk. Not beta read.

Asmodeus. The man was perfect, flawless, and sweeter than sugar. An attractive Alpha with hidden raw strength you'd seen more than once, he just didn't make a habit of showing it. You didn't blame him, why get your hands dirty when demons like Lucifer and Beelzebub existed and loved making quick work of other demons causing trouble?

The only flaw the man had, which wasn't even really a flaw, more of a... staggering disappointment to your heart, was that he only saw Betas as people to have sex with, not any kind of long term commitment.

An Alpha and Omega would share a bond that they just couldn't with Betas. Asmo knew that, recognized it. He'd told you himself a week after getting to the Devildom that he wouldn't ever settle for a Beta. They lacked 'the ability to please him' as he had rudely told you. Most likely he was referring to going into heat...

Yes, you'd grown closer, and he never turned down a romp with a Beta because of their status, but he made it very clear that any type of permanent commitment would be with an Omega, and an Omega only.

It made his advances and teasing worse. You'd fallen for him like everyone else in the frigging realm, and he couldn't even charm you. Your dirty secret of loving him would have to stay just that. It wouldn't matter if you confessed right now to him, even though he told you you'd be the exception, that he'd love you more than anyone else in all the realms...it was just Asmo being Asmo. A flirt. You knew he didn't mean anything by it.

It hurt, knowing you weren't his preferred type for lasting love, but he never treated you or other Betas differently for being Betas.

You'd never been in love before, but Asmo clicked all the boxes. The feelings you had for him you didn't share with anyone else. He was the only person you wanted to spend your life with in such a way...but being doomed from the start you had tried to get rid of the feelings.

They persisted, even leaving the Devildom didn't help. After all these years, you had just accepted the fact you were going to die alone, pining for Asmodeus like countless others.

It was silly, spending so much time with him. You shouldn't. All it did was serve to make your heart race and look like a fool when you couldn't get a sentence out after he would fluster you. He'd laugh and go about his business, having his fill of flirting and flustering the human.

At this point, you wondered why you subjected yourself to Saturday Spa Day over and over again.

Watching his thigh muscles move, so little of his bare legs covered, well toned, so unbearably perfect... Knowing that just a few inches above his impossibly short robe that his-

"There you are!"

You couldn't help but jump. Being caught thinking about the Avatar, only for the demon himself to show up...

"Oh, what has you all hot and bothered?" He smirked at your darkening cheeks as you turned away.

"Nothing!" You quickly answered and pushed your thoughts away.

"Well, 'nothing' has more of your attention than me, and its my day with you sweetie." He looked up from his phone. "Okay, so I found this new human safe bubble bath I want you to test because I'm reviewing it. So far, on the demon side, I give it a solid C, so your input could save them. I'll judge how it does for your skin, hair and nails, but don't hold back." He pulled you up by the arm and ushered you hurriedly into his bathroom. "Oh, also, I found a robe that you'll absolutely love since Mammon stole your other one." You could hear him muttering under his breath about his brother. "After your bath, I'm going to do the usual, but I found some different products that I think will work much better for you." He added as his phone rang and he excused himself with a wink.

Closing the door after him, you let out a sigh. Being so casual while walking around looking so attractive! It just wasn't fair. Your heart could only take so much before you were sure to have a heart attack.

Undressing and running the bath, you added a generous amount of the bubble bath, the Avatars bathtub could definitely handle it.

The smell was wonderful and the water the perfect temperature as you slid into the tub. Turning off the water, you moved back to the side and laid back while reaching for a random bottle of product to read while you enjoyed your time.

You grimaced. Omega product. No doubt for when he brought them home... He had his own Alpha products on the other side of the bath. Looking through the rest, you gave a bitter laugh and sunk into the bubbles. No Beta products. Of course, there weren't many for your type...but even Asmo brought back Betas. Maybe he wanted them to smell like Omegas.

Pushing the depressing thought from your head, you placed the bottle back where it had originally been.

Stupid Omegas. Who wants to go into heat and smell perfect to every Alpha in a mile radius anyway?

You sighed, blowing the bubbles back from your face. You wanted too. You wanted to be the forefront of the Alphas mind. Frenzied for sex, needy under Asmodeus, begging for his skillful touch.

Holding your breath, you submerged yourself. Stupid thoughts...

Emerging, you wiped your face and took a deep breath. Maybe subjecting yourself to him every Saturday should end? It would be easier for you. Give him more time to bed who he pleased. Probably a pretty little Omega who would be everything you couldn't be for him.

Not showing up would mean you wouldn't get to spend so much time with him, but it also meant you wouldn't get so down on yourself.

Along with being so sad, you had also served to excite yourself thinking of Asmodeus going to town on an Omega.

Fuck. If you had just been born different. Asmo would be all over you in a moment. Your body withering under his touches as he fucked you through a heat cycle. Urges being met so completely for a week...

"Sweetie! What's the matter? Oh fuck, it's the bath, isn't it?" Asmodeus's hand yanking you up out if the tub made you scream as you moved to cover yourself.

A gasp left you as cold water hit your body. Asmodeus had turned on his shower head and was rinsing you off. His warm hands quickly sliding up and down your body, doing his best to remove the bubble bath from your skin and hair.

Dropping the shower head he cupped your face and used his thumbs to wipe your eyes.

When had you started to cry?

"Oh shit, sweetie, I'm so sorry. I didn't know it would hurt you. If I had, I would have never got it." He grabbed the towel that had been set by the edge of the bath and wrapped you in it. "I'm sorry it's so cold." He held you tightly to his chest.

It was a good thing your face wasn't showing, otherwise he'd see the embarrassment on your face. It wasn't the bubble baths fault, you'd made yourself cry. Though you'd rather die than ever admit it.

The smell of Asmo was tantalizing, his heart beat was fast in his perfectly sculpted chest as he held you tightly for a few moments longer before moving you from him at arms length, inspecting you. "Did I miss any spots? I'm so sorry it was cold." His hand swept a piece of wet hair from your face as he looked down to you.

"I'm okay, really. It's probably just because it's better suited to Omegas..." you moved your face from his hands and looked away. I was the best excuse you could come up with.

If you had been looking, you would have seen his eyes soften and the solemn smile on his face. "Maybe..." He turned to get the robe he purchased for you and averted his gaze as he handed it to you. "I'll pull out a sweater for you."

You took the robe as he excused himself.

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Closing the door, Asmodeus leaned against it for a moment and let out a deep breath. Fuck. He had been holding you so close, any longer and he wouldn't have had enough time to escape without you noticing his bulge.

You had scared him half to death, and holding your shivering form to his body had ignited his Alpha responses. To protect you and care for you on a level much deeper than just a friend and as his pact holder.

He couldn't understand it. You had illicted responses like this from him before. Things a Beta shouldn't bring out in him. He thought it the pact...but even that could only explain part of it. It didn't happen to his brothers.

But he had smelled you. You were Beta through and through, which only served to confuse him. You were unique...maybe the answer laid in your genes. You had decended from angels, from a long lost sister...perhaps the need was so strong because of that. It was the only answer he had.

Pushing off of the door, he moved to his closet. You'd been shivering so hard in his arms, the clothes you had on wouldn't warm you fast enough for his liking.

Grabbing a grey sweater, he couldn't help but smile. You'd look ravishing in it. Your breast accentuated because of the low cut and the fit, the color neutral enough you wouldn't look washed out or sickly, allowing your skin to shine.

He also moved to grab a small pair of shorts. Yes, it defeated the purpose to warm you up, but your butt would look cute and it would give him an excuse to cuddle you in his bed. He'd just tell you it was so he could paint your toe nails...

Knocking, he waited for your response before opening the door. The robe he had gotten you matched his own, Mammon knew not to steal it, so if it was a perfect replica, his brother shouldn't mess with it. Plus, it meant he got to look at your legs...

You looked absolutely precious, cheeks heating as you pulled the robe down trying to conceal your exposed thighs. Your supple breast barely in the robe, as it didn't have room to accommodate your cup size. The cold water had hardened your nipples, the silk doing you no favors in hiding your predicament. Your thighs squeezing together... He looked to his phone to distract himself. "Sweater." He announced as he set it on the counter, trying not to think about how your breast felt under his hands, how he wished he could have taken his time and caressed them gently instead...

"T-thanks." You made no moves to grab the clothes as you stood and shivered. It felt like if you moved, your pussy or ass would be falling out of the itty bitty robe.

"Awww, are you feeling shy?" He couldn't help the words coming out. The need to tease you and see your cheeks heat had just overwhelmed him as he strode closer to you.

"Yes, okay!" You scoffed. "Like absolutely everything is just hanging out."

"Well, you don't have to worry, Mc. It's just me here." He purred, finger tracing down the front seam of your robe, down your breast and stomach, flicking the tie making you jump.

Of course you didn't, you weren't some sexy alluring Omega. You slapped his hand away and went for your clothes that were haphazardly on the floor. Making sure to face him so you didn't expose yourself, you picked up your shirt and pants, keeping your panties and bra wrapped in between your garments.

Changing the subject, Asmodeus grabbed the sweater and shorts and pressed them to your chest as he took your dirty clothes from your hands. "I'll add these to my wash. Also, I ordered some takeout." He turned and headed to the exit, "It should be here when you get out."

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He had made the right choice, snatching your clothes from you. Knowing you were going commando in his clothes was driving him wild, but he held himself together as he watched you. Your eyes focused on his television as your toes dried, slowly finishing your dinner. He had done absolutely everything he could to you, but after the bubble bath incident, he was hesitant to mess with your skin. He didn't want to irritate it anymore than it had been already.

He watched you shift, . "What's wrong, hun?"

"I just...it's nothing. I think the sweater is over kill now." You fanned yourself.

"I'll be right back, I have just the top for you." He smiled as he went to his closet.

It had been exactly what you expected. An incredibly small razor back style tank top, crossed with a crop top. It would look absolutely hideous on you, but with how sweaty you were starting to get, you'd deal.

Giving a smile and a thanks, you went to his bathroom to change tops. Maybe you should run to your room and get a bra...this was definitely a top that needed a bra. At least the sweater had been thick...

Splashing some cold water on your cheeks and neck seemed to help too. After cooling yourself, you went back to Asmodeus's bed.

"I knew that top would look good on you." He smiled and gave you a wink as you crawled back onto his bed. Watching your breast shift as you maneuvered yourself, fabric sliding over your nipples, he drew his eyes back to your face to flash a smile. You were none the wiser.

"What's the heat set at in your room? It's still like a sauna in here."

He held the back of his hand to your forhead. "You are a bit warm, but try to give yourself some time to adjust. You only just now got out of the sweater.

You had fallen asleep watching your program with Asmo. The Avatar passed out beside you, his soft breathing the only sound in the room. It still hadn't gotten any cooler. His room heater must be broken. He wouldn't notice the difference, demons ran at warmer temperatures.

Sliding out of bed, you walked around his room, the air against your sweat soaked skin almost gave you a chill, but you welcomed it.

Maybe the takeout wasn't sitting well with you. Your stomach had started to cramp and the sweating hadn't stopped.

Halfway to the restroom, you let out a strangled cry. Slamming your hand over your mouth, you did your best to not wake Asmodeus. The last thing you wanted was for the Alpah to see you throw up.

The heater was aggravating. Hotter and hotter and hotter. At this rate, you'd need a shower. Moving from beside the toilet, you only made it half way before your legs gave out.

You must be really sick, the fact your legs had given out... you should call for Asmo. He could help.

Calling for the Alpha...you wanted to call his name in a different way. From below him as he shoved his cock into your cunt over and over, finding release in you.

You let out a shocked gasp. Your shorts were now soaked. You didn't pee. You know you didn't. Yet the warm wetness existed. Moving to crawl for the door, you fell to the floor when you slammed both hands over your mouth.

Your top and shorts had moved just right. So sinfully slow dragging over your hot skin and illicting such a debauched moan.

You began to panic. Something was really wrong! Maybe something you had ate had a weird effect on humans? That couldn't be though, you'd ate this before and been just fine!

Warm hands on the side of your face made you moan as they directed your gaze.

Asmodeus.

Feeling his body heat against your skin, the smell of him...it was almost too much to take as your stomach cramped again, yet your body needed to be close to the Avatar. "Asmo?" Your voice didn't even sound like yours. Warm, seductive, holding a tone of begging where you hadn't put any.

His nose at the nape of your neck only served to make you whine and lean into his touch. Fingernails scratching at his silk robe, desperate to touch more of the Alpha as your hips twitched. A whine leaving your lips as you looked up to him again. "What's wrong with me?"

A deep breath left the Avatar and the heat from his lips made you shudder as you looked up to him. His thumbs wiped your tears away as he panted, eyes never leaving you. "You're in heat, Mc." His voice was deep, strained.

"Beta. I'm a Beta." You whined as his fingers slowly traced down your throat, stopping just short of your cleavage, eyes never leaving your nipples poking through your thin tank top.

"False status. It isn't uncommon." He continued to pant, finger ghosting over your breast as he watched you try to lean into his touch. "I spurred you to heat. Some Omegas just need to be...touched by Alphas." He whispered as he pulled his hand back. "It's the bodies response and it finally pushed you over the edge. When I ran my hands over your body today, along with the cold water shock to your system...it must have stressed your body to finally have your first heat." His voice was shaking. Your smell, helpless look as you shook on his floor... he stood and moved to his door. "I can call Solomon. He can help get y-"

"No!" You whined, reaching out for him. "Please..." your body shook and the feeling in your lower stomach was growing. "Please don't leave."

It was almost more than he could take. Your shorts soaked with slick as you were so needy. "Mc, if I don't, I could hurt you." He licked his lips as his hand cupped his balls, cock already twitching in need to be buried deep in your wet pussy.

"Use me. Please. Asmo, your the Avatar of Lust." You squeezed your thighs as you tried to stand, only to fall to his floor again. A whine leaving you as you looked to him another cramp taking your form making you groan and more tears slip from your eyes.

"Fuck." He groaned, closing the distance to pull you up from the floor. Your desperate pleas and touches were taking over his senses and before he could talk himself out of it, he had hauled you to his bed, roughly throwing you into his sheets and pressing his body to yours. "Last chance to say no." He ground his erection into your clothed cunt, a growl leaving him.

"Fuck me. Use my Omega pussy to cum." You bucked against him with excitement in your eyes. "Fuck me as hard as you can. Please make this stop." You whined as you moved your shorts to the side.

Asmos tounge was exploring your folds before you could ready yourself. Pulling his hair to hold him closer you fought with yourself to keep your thighs open and to stop fucking his face.

The Avatars arms wrapped around your thighs and pulled you further down to him as he held your hips down. Tounge lapping at your clit as he let out a satisfied hum.

Usually he could pleasure a partner for hours, but your moans and the pleading tone of your voice made him feel a need to claim you that he hadn't felt in ages. The need to fill you overwhelming him as he pulled his robe open.

You held your knees up to your chest, exposing yourself to him as he held your shorts to the side. His cock rubbing at your pussy making you rock against him as he slowly slid into your cunt. A deep moan leaving him as he watched you gasp in ecstasy.

The sounds of flesh slapping filled the room as his free hand pulled your tank top up, breast bouncing as he fucked into you. His fingers finally being allowed to message your tits as he had wanted to all night.

The sounds you made were like a melody. "Do you want me to cum inside of you?" He panted as he pulled your shorts apart at the seams and threw them to the floor.

"Yes! Fuck Asmo, use me until you cum." Your begging voice driving him to speed up his pace and chase his high. Being so selfish during sex, he hadn't done this in years. Chasing his own high and neglecting his partner, he'd have to make it up to you later.

Pulling out of you, he watched as more tears fell from your eyes in protest. "Shhh, I'll use you. Your being so good for me, Mc. Begging and pleading for your Alpha." He removed your hands from your knees and rolled you over, only to pull you up by the shoulders and sheath his cock in your pussy from behind. Licking and kissing your neck as he pleased, one hand held your waist as the other squeezed your breast roughly before playing with your nipple.

His pace increased as he continued to claim you. Using you as he pleased until he came with a loud cry, stroking your walls as deep as he could while he continued to unload his full balls completely inside of you.

The sounds you made while he came inside of you had served to give him the best orgasm of his life. Your pretty voice begging for him, pleading for his seed to make the pain stop.

He guided you forward as his cock slipped from you, a mess of slick and his cum dripping from your tight pussy as he made sure your shaking body was okay. You'd have some bruises from his selfish treatment, but you were sure to have more by the end of the week.

Every time you woke, it was a fight to keep you hydrated and get some sort of food into you before slipping his cock back into your warm desperate pussy. On the third day, you seemed to have more of your bearings, but the desperation to have him inside of you still hadn't passed.

On day seven, he had been gentle with you. Going slow and worshipping you like he should have from the start. Apologizing for not being able to stop himself the first two days from roughly fucking you whenever you woke.

He had helped lots of Omegas through heat. It had been fun, but this...with you it had been a rollercoaster. One moment he was lost in his sin, nothing but the desire to cum fogging his brain, the next, he had been a worried mess about if you had gotten enough water. For seven days he hadn't even cared about his beauty sleep or beauty routine. It had all fallen to the wayside in favor of you. That's when he knew.

It was you.

You, who he'd chose to devote his life too in more than just a pact capacity. You, that he wanted to wake up next to everyday.

The soft smile on his face as he played with your hair had only grown as he placed the pieces together.

He'd have a lot to talk about with you when you woke.

#obey me #obey me!#obey me asmo #obey me asmodeus #obey me! asmo #obey me! asmodeus #asmo x mc #asmo x reader #asmodeus x reader #asmodeus x mc #obey me asmo x reader #obey me asmo x mc #alpha omega

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yaoisaint · 1 year

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HELLO? I was joking wtf 😭

#asmo is an omega

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the-suns-beloved · 6 months

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I also just rediscovered the mitri reveal amv I made a few years ago and I still feel like people slept on that. but mostly because it was two things only I care about (many such cases)

#I don't do things for the clout I do them for the art but also my genius goes unrecognized......#what do you MEAN you don't want to read my omega asmo reader fic. it's GOOD.

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beelsjuicytitties · 7 months

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i have this very specific idea that i want to write but itd be. a lot longer than what i usually do and that makes me nervous lol. i loooove abo and i never see any abo stuff for obey me so i wanna do it. been kinda working on it? but mostly just hcs for how the various boys are in this au lol

#the specific idea is alpha!reader and everyone else is omega #idk i just like the idea of being an alpha and living w 7 omegas heheh #but its just been pretty small hcs like asmos pheromones smell like peaches sorta thing #debating between it being like a proper multi chap thing #or separate oneshots based on a setup chap #im sooooooo obsessed w abo actually haha #reminds me i should buy the rest of megumi and tsugumi its really good #talkpost #not q'd

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animeomegas · 2 years

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Spoiling the Princess - Omega!Asmo

[DAY 6 of the Summer Writing Event w/ @omeganronpa]

Word count: 1.1k

Prompt: Reader giving Asmo a piggyback ride.

Warnings: Asmo really likes to bite and tease, but there’s no explicit n-sfw, just constant allusions to it lol.

“Lucifer told me to grab ya both for dinner!” Mammon’s voice pierced the air, easily carrying to your and Asmo’s room. The call was sudden and almost startled you enough to drop the bottle of topcoat you were currently applying over Asmo’s toenails.

“Tonight’s dinner has some of Beel’s favourites!” Mammon continued. “So, hurry up ‘cos I’m not saving ya anything!”

That seemed to be enough of a warning for him because the sound of Mammon running back down the stairs reached your ears.

“I’m starving,” Asmo whined, flapping his hands to dry those nails. “I haven’t eaten anything since this morning, but I don’t want to mess up these nails, you did such a cute job!”

“That sounds like a you problem,” you snorted, standing up from the floor and brushing down your clothes. “Would it make you feel better if I sent you pictures of the food?”

Asmo huffed and pouted dramatically at your teasing before he rather adorably lifted up his arms in the universal sign for ‘pick me up’.

“It’s lucky you’re cute,” you teased, sweeping him up and adjusting him to climb onto your back.

“I think you mean the cutest!”

You kissed his hand with a smile, pushing open the bedroom door with your foot and carefully avoiding knocking his feet against anything, you carried him downstairs. Asmo was clearly enjoying himself, humming lightly with his head tucked into your neck. At intermittent periods, he would bite you and then collapse into giggling.

Yeah, he was definitely the cutest.

The second you entered the dining room, Asmo still clinging to your back, Belphie immediately rolled his eyes and Mammon and Levi let out exaggerated groans of disgust. The responses used to be much more dramatic when you and Asmo first got together, but they’d all become somewhat desensitised to the lovey dovey behaviour over time.

You easily ignored them and went to place your mate in his seat. Or you would have, if he hadn’t started whining and holding onto your neck more tightly.

“I can’t eat properly while my nails are drying!” he whined into your ear. “Can you feed me? It would be awful if I accidentally ruined all your hard work on my nails.”

You only laughed again at his antics and easily played along, sitting in his chair and settling him down on your lap. Asmo purred a little as he adjusted into a comfortable position.

“You’re so spoilt,” you teased, picking up the first mouthful on your fork and holding it up to his mouth.

Asmo grinned but didn’t deny your statement, taking the fork into his mouth with an exaggerated tongue movement that definitely wasn’t necessary.

“Hmm, not quite as yummy as you, but close,” he said in a simpering voice. You couldn’t tell if he was having fun playing this character or if he was doing it to wind up his brothers, but either way, you didn’t mind.

“Settle down,” you tightened one arm around his waist, grabbing a spoonful of food for yourself at the same time. Asmo did as he was told for once and relaxed against you while you ate your fill, purring gently in contentment. You allowed the feeling of your mate purring against you, along with the background chatter from the rest of the brothers, to relax you as you enjoyed your food. Asmo remained comfy and purring the whole time.

Until, that is, you offered him another mouthful and he suddenly refused to open his mouth. Of course. Asmo couldn’t stay obedient for long, it went against his very nature.

“What? Do you not like this? Want something else?”

“I want you to feed me properly,” he said, staring at you in the eyes like he was issuing you a challenge.

You sighed in both a fond and long-suffering way, knowing immediately what he wanted from you. Whether that was because he was so predictable or because you spent too much time with him you didn’t know.

You still obliged to his request straight away of course, picking up some of the food with your fingers and holding it up to Asmo’s lips.

You both quickly ended up in your own bubble as you fed him by hand, oblivious to the discomfort and fake gagging noises coming from Asmo’s brothers.

But the way he was nibbling and sucking on your fingers with every bite just left you unable to focus on anything else.

Absently, you noted that his nails were definitely dry by now, but you didn’t mention it and neither did he. You may have called him spoilt earlier, but it was probably your fault. It was just too much fun to spoil him. And hey, princesses like him deserved nothing less than to be spoilt.

A particularly harsh suck on your finger brought you out of your own head.

“Behave,” you admonished, voice low and seductive.

“But what if I want to be naughty?” he smiled, fluttering his eye lashes. “Are you going to punish me, alpha?”

“Enough!” Lucifer’s thunderous shout broke the two of you apart. Ah, he seemed to have reached his breaking point, if the red cheeks were anything to go by. “If you two can’t behave in a civilised manner for half an hour, then go back upstairs!”

“I hate to agree with Lucifer, but you’re both gross,” Belphie interjected, head resting on the table. “You almost put Beel off his food.”

Every pair of eyes in the room looked to Beel who was still happily munching away, oblivious to the discussion going on around him.

“Almost,” Belphie said again, eyes closing.

“Fine!” Asmo sniffed. “If you’re all too jealous to handle watching, we’ll be happy to go upstairs!”

You couldn’t miss the clear prompting in his voice and scooped Asmo up again as you stood.

“Sorry everyone!” you called behind you as you made to leave. “We’ll behave better next time!”

There was a vague sense of unbelieving murmuring from behind you.

The journey upstairs had twice as many biting incidents than the journey downstairs and the giggling was twice as loud.

You used to think he meant all those bites in a sexual way, and yes, sometimes that was what they meant, but you had come to learn that he normally meant them affectionately. They were what he did when he couldn’t keep his positive emotions inside, when he was so happy or excited he felt like he might burst.

So, despite the teeth marks you were certainly now covered in, you felt proud knowing that you were making your omega happy, because when you’d met, you had a hunch he wasn’t as happy as everyone seemed to think.

#asmo #asmo x reader #obey me #summer writing event #gn reader #a/b/o #omegaverse #reader insert #obey me one master to rule them all #alpha!reader #alpha reader #omega!asmo #omega asmo

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otomeomegaverse · 2 years

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hi!! i’m so glad that requests are open ☺️ could you maybe write something with the obey me brothers purring around their alpha? like when they purr, what it sounds like, that kind of thing. thank you! <3

Brothers and purring around their Alpha? That can be arranged~

Lucifer:

🦚 - Like I said, Lucifer very seldom purrs, of he does he is normally very stressed or trying to calm one of his brothers.

🦚- Now around his Alpha? He allows himself to relax a little bit, purring a bit more and relaxing with them.

🦚-He jas a surprisingly sweet and soft purr, a lot of rumors go around saying that if you hear his purr when Lucifer is happy it is the most beautiful sound that one could hear.

Mammon:

💳- He purrs much more frequently than Lucifer but is by no means the most frequent when it comes to purring.

💳- Mammon purrs a lot around his Alpha though, if you point it out to him he gets flustered, saying "Pf! As if I don't purr!" As he is purring.

💳- Even if he doesn't purr the most out of the brothers, he is the second loudest for purring.

Leviathan:

🐟-He doesn't like to admit he purrs, but will do so without shame if he is in his room by himself. Especially when watching a new anime series or winning a game he was having trouble with.

🐟- Around his Alpha he purrs almost constantly, more than happy to be near someone he loves and trusts.

🐟-His purr is almost a chirp when he gets happy or excited, he is often finding himself even purring around his brothers if his Alpha is around.

Satan:

🐈-Believe it or not he actually purrs the most out of all the brothers! Purring when happy, stressed, content, reading, hanging out with stray cats or when he is getting agitated.

🐈- Guaranteed that he will be purring around his Alpha, often just holding onto them and taking the time to relax with them and enjoy the time together.

🐈- His purr is soft, gentle and soothing, always finding himself relaxing when he feels himself purr.

Asmodeus:

💖- He purrs most when he is happy, like trying on a new outfit, doing his brothers nails or just hanging out with friends.

💖-Around his Alpha that will be the loudest you would ever hear him purr, he will nuzzle up to them and cling to them while purring, happier than ever just to be with them.

💖-His purr is light, sweet and gentle, anyone who hears it would be soothed.

Beelzebub:

🍔- He doesn't seek to purr as much as his brothers, only when he is around his Alpha does he really purr.

🍔-He let's his Alpha pet his hair and spoil him, he turns into absolute putty around them. Around his Alpha it is almost impossible to be in a bad mood.

🍔- His purr is so deep it could be mistaken for an Alpha rumble at times, but he doesn't care, he is just glad to have his Alpha with him.

Belphegor:

🐮-He purrs most often in his sleep, of course only when he is having good dreams and not nightmares.

🐮- He will curl up near his Alpha, wanting them to hold him and talk to him. He feels safe around them, so he often finds himself purring more in their presence.

🐮- His pur is so quiet sometimes you can't hear it. When it is quiet though, it is quite nice to listen to.

#omegaverse #abo #obey me! omegaverse #Omega!Asmo #Omega!Mammon #Omega!Lucifer #Omega!Levi #Omega!Satan #Omega!Beel #Omega!Belphie #abo blog #omegaverse prompts

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house-of-daena · 5 months

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i might write something soon... pretty busy but all i can think about is omegaverse with dottore...

#» asmo talks about wife #my friend said hes my omega #and said wild shit and km like.#dont do thia to me #i have work...

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planetette · 1 year

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if i made an obm omegaverse au this is what i'd make everyone's designation

lucifer

omega

idk i kinda like the vibe that he would be far more nurturing and openly loving if circumstances had allowed him to

but the devildom doesn't take to "nurturing" and "loving" too well, especially coming from someone that used be on the enemy's side

so his designation is just one more thing he has to hide and suppress

thankfully since he's the most powerful and the pack alpha everyone just assumes his designation is alpha, too

also he would be insufferable as an alpha and we all know it

mammon

beta

didn't present until just before the celestial war so he has NO idea what he's doing

pays no mind to people's pheromones, but also doesn't pay attention to his own

the type of person that never pays attention to their heat cycle so it always sneaks up on him

highly empathetic, sensitive to everyone's mood

ultimate peacekeeper when he wants to be

levi

alpha, but, like, a really malformed one

the celestial realm picked up on his talent for strategy quickly, so him presenting as alpha had him fast-tracked to the military

so his protective / territorial instincts got hyper-developed at the expense of everything else

so when there's no battling going on he has no clue how to deal

is jealous of everyone else being able to express their softer instincts more easily

satan

alpha

absolutely tries to lord it over lucifer

how a demon's designation presents would be pretty different from how an angel's would, so him starting to present starts off as a nightmare

the most territorial out of all the brothers. if he claims a spot anywhere that is his fucking spot and you'd be stupid to even get close to it

asmo

beta (at least on paper)

can mimic the pheromones of all three designations tho, so the general populace get confusing reads on him

needy. needy needy needy

he makes absolutely shit nests. like, he sees an aesthetic nest on devilgram and he'll try to do the same set up, but they come out horribly. frustrates him to no end

beel

alpha

was also fast-tracked to a combat role, but lucifer was able to get beel fully assigned to him quicker than he could levi

so beel has a more healthy expression of his designation

it's not entirely healthy, though. his protectiveness has an anxious / paranoid edge to it, always checking how everyone's doing, double-checking any protective wards on the house, etc

belphie is a calming presence for him and help tempers these behaviors so of course beel kicks these into overdrive while belphie's stuck in the attic

belphie

omega

also super needy, but in a passive-aggressive way

sometimes his hormones fuck with him and he gets more sleepy and loopy than normal

can't sleep anywhere that doesn't have his scent on it, that's why he takes his pillow everywhere

beel's presence helps him perk up and makes him feel more secure and present

dia

beta or omega??? maybe??????????

(maybe a secret fourth designation that only applies to royal demons?)

very territorial; there's an entire wing of his palace that's just for his nest that no one goes in

but sometimes when the stress and loneliness gets to him he starts building mini-nests throughout the rest of the palace :(

barb

alpha, but you'd never know

no one can get a scent off of him, no one's seen him get heat / rut remedies, no one knows if he even has a pack... to the devildom population he simply doesn't have a designation

diavolo (and maybe lucifer) knows the truth, everyone else will just have to guess

luke

unpresented

designation doesn't show itself until puberty has well and truly started, so he's got a while to go before anyone knows what he is

meanwhile he still smells like babby

his first few weeks in the devildom had him massively unsettled, so he almost always needs simeon's cape to go to sleep

simeon

beta or omega, but on celestial realm suppressants

yeah, it was trying to cure a human that doomed lilith, but she wouldn't have done that if she hadn't fallen in love, and she wouldn't have done that if it wasn't for those pesky, pesky designations

so now angels old enough to present are "heavily encouraged" to get on some sort of suppressant

he "forgets" to take them every time he goes to the devildom

solomon

has gone through menopause and also he doesn't remember

(he remembers liking making nests and having frequent heats though)

if he gets comfortable enough with you he will just make his own nest in your room and conk out there

#obey me!#obey me shall we date #obey me headcanons #obey me omegaverse #obey me lucifer #obey me mammon #obey me leviathan #obey me satan #obey me asmodeus #obey me beelzebub #obey me belphegor #obey me diavolo #obey me barbatos #obey me luke #obey me simeon #obey me solomon #my headcanons #my stuff

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obey-me-headquarters · 9 months

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MY REPLY TO YOUR POST WAS TOO LONG. OKAY.

Okay. So my understanding of "Sigma Male" toxic bullshit culture is that Sigmas are even more manly and tough and better than Alphas. So like, Sigmas are the Alphas among/above Alphas?

So how about this: all other A/B/O dynamics are the same, and Sigmas are the very highest members of society and are even above Alphas. BUT - there's only one single individual Sigma per generation. That single Sigma is usually a world leader/political leader or some kind of Nobility. So, Diavolo's father (the former Demon King) is a Sigma, and no other demon Sigmas exist. And maybe Michael is the only current Angel Sigma.

And. And you'd think that Solomon would be a Sigma. The strongest human Sorcerer? The Immortal King with 72 Pacts? But no, he's not.

MC is the human Sigma.

Sigmas are tops, dominant, and have ruts just like Alphas. But Sigmas can mate and breed ANYBODY, not just Omegas. Lucifer thinks he's safe from you because he's an Alpha? Too bad. He's getting bent over and bred like the bitch he is.

Sigmas can also have way more frequent ruts that last for way longer than an Alpha's. And instead of claiming one single mate for life, Sigmas mate and breed entire crowds of partners. A single Sigma could easily have, say, an entire harem of 14 submissive and breedable mates.

Sigmas are just the biggest sluts, and everyone is desperate for be bred by a Sigma no matter if they are an Alpha, Beta, or Omega themselves.

Oh I like this idea! Typically I don't like dynamics that promise a certain status because like, what about the random people that get born into the dynamic? But I think the idea really works for this au!

I also really like the idea of some of the brothers being Alphas. Lucifer being an Alpha makes sense, and it'll cause even more stress when he meets you and discovers that he wants to be breed, instead of doing the breeding.

As for the rest of the brothers, this is how I see their dynamics:

Mammon: Omega (denies it tho)

Levi: Omega (and feels embarrassed that he isn't like a "traditional Omega")

Satan: Alpha (just like his dad lol)

Asmo: Omega (but I hc that Asmo is able to change his dynamic since he's Lust)

Beel: Alpha

Belphie: Omega (I did think about making him an Alpha so he'll match his twin, but I feel like Omega fits him too well)

I imagine that Asmo is instantly on reader when he finds out that we're a Sigma, as he never slept with a Sigma before and wants to see what that's like.

Anyway, I really like this idea!! I might even write a little something for this au, especially with Lucifer.

#if you saw me accidentally post this ask too early no you didnt #ask #a/b/o dynamics #a/b/o

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ruewrites · 2 months

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Blinded by Better Judgement

AO3

Ship: Asmodeus/Solomon

Word Count: 2019

Warnings: Mention of pregnancy scare, implications of sex

A/N: Yes I used to be a big omegaverse girly back in the day. I just never wrote them. But now I have one. So please enjoy it to your heart's content!

Comments are appreciated <3

It was nice to no longer have Asmodeus screaming at him. The past 12 hours had been nothing but panic, anxiety, and absolutely chaos. Asmo had switched from sobbing over what he would tell Lucifer and throwing things at him.

Of course Lucifer would have been furious for a multitude of reasons. He didn't like Solomon, and he certainly wasn't supposed to be allowed near Asmo during his heats. Accidentally getting the baby brother of one of the highest ranking demons in the entire Devildom knocked up when he already hated you wasn't the best road he could walk down.

"How don't you remember if you wore a condom?"

It was a phrase he became intimately familiar with. Yes, it had all been incredibly irresponsible, but when an omega as sweet smelling and as adorable as Asmodeus was giving him bedroom eyes and rubbing against him at every given moment, it wasn't easy to ignore his desires. When an omega as sweet smelling and as adorable as Asmodeus was making out with him, latching onto his neck, and pushing him towards the mattress and whining into his mouth, he didn't stand a chance. He vaguely remembered bits and pieces after being tossed into an untimely rut. Asmodeus had been begging to see him. Sexting wasn't enough. His heat was bad, it hurt, and nothing was working. He needed help. He would simply die if he couldn't have Solomon. In short, he'd been the pinnacle of sexual frustration.

So Solomon relented. He'd met up with Asmodeus and the rest was history. The time between his back hitting the mattress and waking up no longer connected to each other had been a blur. It had all been bliss, until they couldn't find a single trace of protection. They'd laughed it off. Surely they wouldn't have forgotten. Right? And then Asmodeus got anxious. Every store had been sold out of Plan B, and suddenly he thought he saw symptoms. That was how Solomon had been awoken by a very unhappy omega and discretely going out to buy a test. It was embarrassing how much he felt like a teenager. Waiting for the results had been an eternity. Asmo refused to even look at him, snarling whenever Solomon made an attempt to go near him.

Then, the first negative, and the second. A sign of relief washed over both of them and suddenly Asmo once again felt much more cuddly with the alpha who had been at the sharp end of his fury. In the aftermath of the anxiety, they cuddled up in a well put together nest (courtesy Asmodeus) and picked out a light hearted film. But as the hours ticked by, another feeling crept into Solomon's veins.

"I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little.... disappointed," he said.

Asmo barely glanced up, eyes fixed on the movie and nibbling on a cookie, "About the plot?"

"No... about that." Solomon gestured at Asmo with his hand.

Asmo stopped abruptly, "Shut up."

"What?"

"You're not funny."

Solomon raised his hands in defense as Asmo swatted at his chest. The pretty omega was staring pointed and dangerous daggers at him. "I'm not being funny, I'm being serious."

Asmo's expression shifted from annoyed to confused faster than he could count.

"Think about it, your beautiful nests, maybe a couple of little ones scampering about, and you'd have that perfect glow," Solomon whispered, accenting each point with a kiss, "Doesn't that sound wonderful?"

Asmo softened and went back to curling up with Solomon, "I suppose." Disappointment quickly flashed across his face, and then a perfectly manicured finger tip poked his nose. "But if you want that, you've gotta get Big Brother's approval, Mister. Do you know how long he'd lock me away? He already hates that I come home smelling like you."

Solomon laughed and nuzzled his head into Asmo's. "I know Darling, don't worry, I'll get him to like me one way or another."

“Doubt it,” Asmo giggled, “You should hear him complain about your ‘alpha stink’ on our couch. He spends days washing and rescenting everything.”

Ah of course. Lucifer seemed to complain about any alpha that was not one of his brothers or Diavolo who dared step foot near the House of Lamentation. Of course he seemed to harbor a particular disdain for Solomon himself, but that was perhaps slightly understandable.

“And I thought he only complained when I was there.”

“He's contained while you're still there,” Asmo corrected, walking his fingers up Solomon's chest, “He hates that your scent lingers on my skin, tells me how I shouldn't be cozying up to an alpha who hasn't stuck their claim on me.”

Solomon felt himself being pushed back again. Oh his omega was aggressive with what he wanted, and Solomon loved it. As those strong and slender legs straddled his waist, he couldn't help but leaned back, eyelids lowering, one hand on his cheek and the other across his abdomen, and a lazy smile on his face. He adored that Asmo could take charge. Sure he played pretty and submissive for his adoring audience, but Solomon knew the real him. The real Asmodeus left pretty bruises scattered across his body and angry red scratch marks down his back. He opened jars that Solomon struggled with and pulled him into the warmest hugs that had the strength to crack ribs.

“Hmmm, he has a point.”

“He's old fashioned,” Asmo countered.

“In that case I should definitely wear a condom this time.”

“Or you could not.”

All Asmo offered was a shrug at the look Solomon gave him. Asmo had almost killed him seconds ago for a scare, and all the sudden he had a change in rationale. His hand moved to Asmo's thigh in an attempt to ground him, “Asmodeus, are we forgetting that you asked me to get your brother's permission first? I like where my head is. Thank you very much.”

“But he's sooooo old fashioned,” Asmo said, setting his hand on top of Solomon's, “If I have mini yous, he'll have to be okay with you marking me.”

“That logic seems flawed.”

“What's flawed is you not fucking me.”

Solomon laughed and let Asmo lean down to kiss him through the laughter.

“What do you want? Hickeys?” he teased through his lips, “Will that get you going? Get you hard enough to put a little Sol in me?”

Despite himself, Solomon felt arousal stirring. He snorted and leaned into Asmo's lips, “You're not making good choices My Love, I thought for sure you were spent.”

“I was, but you know I can never get enough of you.”

Solomon let his hand slide further up Asmo's hip, a soft hum echoing in his throat as his fingers tapped away. “I think, you have had enough,” without warning, he flipped the both of them over. Asmodeus squealed as his back hit the mattress, eyes widening in shock up at Solomon, “For now that is.”

“That's not fair! Cheater!”

“Maybe so, but I think it would be easier for the both of us, if we waited until after I've gotten Lucifer's approval,” he chuckled, poking his demon's nose, “Wouldn't you agree?”

Asmo whined before pouting up at Solomon, “It's your fault for putting the idea in my head in the first place.”

“And one day, I will very much make this up to you.”

Rolling back over to his side, he made space for Asmo to snuggle up underneath his arm if he chose to do so. Asmodeus did just that. They continued to watch the film in a comfortable silence, picking at their snacks and enjoying the warmth of company.

“Do you think we'd have cute kids?” Asmodeus asked after some time had passed. He didn't even wait for Solomon to respond, “I think we would, I mean they are related to me so how could they not be cute? They'd totally be the cutest in all three of the realms!”

Solomon continued to listen to him ramble on. Talking about everything and nothing, whatever potential future they had together. Perhaps one day they'd be in a similar situation together, starting their own little life. They'd have a little one on the way, Asmo would build beautiful nests and Solomon would do any work around the house as needed. Of course Asmo would grow frustrated with him. His demon liked to be pampered, but Asmo also occasionally liked to do things for himself. They'd have plenty of space for their children to run and play and Solomon would read to them every night. But the absolute best part would be coming home to Asmodeus every day, falling into his loving arms and just being.

He buried his face into Asmo's hair despite his protests and let out a sigh. This would be the life.

“You’re messing up my hair!”

“Hush, I want to remember you like this before my scent no longer lingers on your skin,” he whispered, “By tomorrow it will be but a faint memory of my senses, and I wish to linger in this dream for a bit longer.”

“Fancy words to say Lucifer is going to make me soak and scrub until he’s happy that I don’t smell like you any more. I can only imagine how terrible it will be for my skin,” he tilted his head upward to kiss Solomon’s lips, and Solomon felt himself relax further into his lover’s embrace, “But you’re so cute, it’ll be worth it.”

Asmo’s hand caressed his face, and Solomon couldn’t help but lean into it. He was so warm and soft and comforting. Solomon could feel himself turning to mush. Pulling Asmo closer, he let his fingers dare to slip past the fabric of his shirt and trace the vertebrae on his back. A shudder left Asmo’s lips and then a stifled whine.

He was biting his lip and looking up at Solomon now, his cheeks turning a pretty shade of pink, “Solomon, if you want me to cool down, I can’t say this is the best course of action. You’re teasing me.”

“Perhaps I’ve had a change of heart.”

If he could, he’d keep his scent on Asmodeus forever. He may not be able to do that, however he could make it stronger.

Asmo was on top of him in a heartbeat, nipping and sucking at his neck, adding yet another hickey to his growing collection. The moan that left him was more than audible. Perhaps they shouldn’t have started teasing and toying in Purgatory Hall, but he could apologize later if anyone asked or was disturbed.

“Protection first this time.”

“I’m not in heat anymore, it’s fine.”

“Asmo that’s not-” he didn’t get to finish that thought as Asmo ground down on him. His fingers clawed at Solomon’s shirt and a growl left him.

“Off.”

His omega knew what he wanted, and there was no arguing with Asmo when his mind was made up. For better or worse, he was set in his ways, and god did Solomon love that about him. As his shirt was pulled over his head, Solomon knew he wouldn’t be calling any shots for the time to come, and that was more than okay with him. Only what Asmo allowed was what he’d do. Solomon was nothing if not a man of standards, and he wouldn’t be contemplating death by a top ranking demon if he wasn’t serious about Asmo being with him.

Perhaps he was blinded by his potential future with his pretty demon. There were steps he needed to take before having that happy sunny fantasy in his head.

Perhaps he should want to say no to him a little more.

Perhaps he was being a bit reckless, but it couldn’t be helped.

Asmo inspired bad ideas, and Solomon loved it.

Solomon had a habit of thinking too much, and Asmo’s willingness to just do was exactly what he needed in his life. They were good for each other. Solomon could afford to have a few more bad ideas, and Asmo was showing him how good they could be.

#ruewrites #obey me #solodeus #asmosolo #soloasmo #obey me solomon #obey me asmodeus #a/b/o #omegaverse #omega!asmodeus #alpha!solomon #au!a/b/o #au!omegaverse

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