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Special milk - smut ft. Beel and Belphie vs fem.reader
In honor of the club sandwich chats
The reader is female due to the “plot” containing lactation and double-dipping if you know what I mean.
(The reader has somehow caused herself to lactate via magic.)
Adult-only content.
Fem. Reader Insert
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With haste, I make my way to the twins’ room.
I hurry into the room, in a slight panic.
Only Beel is currently in the room.
He is in the middle of eating some chips when he looks at me.
Beel looks confused and puts the bag to the side right away. He must have seen my distress.
“What happened to you?” Beel doesn’t waste time and asks right away.
“I’m sorry that I’m bursting in like this but this is an emergency.” I feel panicked and clutch my shirt to my chest.
I now have his full attention. He looks worried, now noticing how I clutch my chest. “Come sit down and tell me everything.” Beel wishes to calm me down, so I sit down on the edge of the bed.
I feel a bit embarrassed. When I tried a new spell earlier it somehow backfired and…um well now I’m lactating.“ I almost whisper the last part due to my shame.
Beels eyes are wide. I hear him gulp slightly. "So the reason you hide your chest is because…”
I nod, knowing what he implies. “My shirt is all soaked, and my breasts are swollen.”
“I’ll get you a shirt.” Beel stands up and hands me one of his large t-shirts.
I turn away from him and dress in a way too big a shirt. “Much better.” I feel so much better now with the extra space.
I turn back to Beel, relief on my face.
His face turns red. “That was no good.” He stares at my chest.
I cover it with my hands. The shirt is already soaked. “Oh, no. What am I supposed to do now?” I sigh deeply, this is a huge issue.
I feel the milk running down my stomach, at this rate I might soak the rest of my clothes or even the bed.
Beel has a troubled expression on his face. His eyes are fixated on my slowly soaked shirt. “You know I could drink that milk of yours.”
His words make me blush. I realize that he might be right. “Alright, but no biting.” Feeling a bit self-conscious, I agree.
Beels eyes start to shine. “I always wanted to do this.” He doesn’t even try to hide his excitement.
His excitement is somehow cute and drains my worries.
I slowly remove my shirt and skirt. It’s wet anyways.
Beels eyes are following each of my moves with his hungry eyes.
When I’m just about to expose my naked chest a drop of milk runs down on my body.
Beel isn’t able to hold back any longer and licks it off my stomach.
The sensation is surprising but pleasant.
His tongue slides up towards my breast. He isn’t even bothering to wait for the shirt to be completely gone before his lips reach my nipple.
His lips close around my hard nipple. It feels sensible and I gasp.
Beel starts to gently suck on my breast.
A warm sensation shoots right through my body right into my groin. It’s a strange but very pleasant feeling.
It makes me moan. “Beel,” I say his name softly.
He stops for a moment. “Did that hurt?” He looks up at me feverishly.
“No-no, quite the opposite.” It felt way better than expected.
This seems to satisfy Beel and he continues to suck on my boob with vigour.
“This is so good.” He mumbles with his mouth still filled.
I keep moaning. It feels so good, my panties getting wetter by the minute.
Beel squeezes my breast, it feels like he is milking me. I keep on moaning, which only seems to motivate Beel to suck harder.
My panties are drenched. I keep twisting my body to feel any fraction against my needy groin.
Beel is too far gone to be asked to please me. I might have no choice but to relieve myself at this rate. It’s so frustrating. Especially since I feel like burning.
Then I feel something poking right in between my needy folds. I moan and gasp in a mix of pleasure and surprise.
“So that’s what you two are up to when I’m not looking? So naughty.” I hear Belphie’s voice from behind me.
“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Beel says with his mouth full. It’s a bit hard to take him seriously right now.
Meanwhile, my cheeks are on fire. “I just started lactating because of a magic mishap.”
“Is that so? But how do you explain this here then?” Belphie pokes my hot folds.
I moan again, a bit frustrated this time. “It just feels very good.”
“It’s my fault, Belphie. Come have some too. It’s the best milk I ever had.” Beel offers Belphie my other breast.
“No thanks, I think I’d rather let her milk me at this rate.” He traces the wetness in-between my folds. I can feel desire growing in me. “Belphie please, no teasing.” I sound like I’m begging him. My butt wiggled from the continued pleasure of Beels sucking.
“You are being such a naughty girl, you know that?” I can hear him smirking. He playfully slaps my butt.
“Belphie.” I meant to complain to him but instead, I moan.
“I get it, no time to play today.” He chuckles and pulls my panties down. “Oh may, you are drenched.” His fingers touch my wetness for a moment.
I want more of his touch,“ Please Belphie. I lift my butt some more. Showing him what I want. "So impatient. Well, I don’t mind. You got me pretty good with this sight.” With this, I hear him moving his hands and holding my butt in position.
I feel something hot touching my entrance. His member is rubbing against it.
Was he naked this entire time? No time to ponder about that right now.
I want him to push it into me. Pushing my butt even higher up.
“You are so greedy today.” Belphie seems to enjoy this a lot. “Do you mind Beel?”
Beel is still busy sucking my breasts. He doesn’t look like he even noticed our conversation.
“No, go ahead. I’m still hungry.” Beel then continues to suck more, in fact without me noticing he has shifted under me to gain even better access and starts squeezing both boobs at the same time. Shooting the milk into his mouth.
I gasp from the unexpected move.
At this point, Belphie pushes his member into me.
Beel then starts sucking on both of my breasts at the same time.
Both sensations flood me and I feel my insides tighten.
“Coming already? Feels like you are milking me now.” Belphie moans as he keeps using deep inside of me. Finally, filling me up with his member.
I can’t even say anything to his teasing as my orgasm is making my head spin.
Belphie doesn’t stop moving, he keeps pushing into me.
Each movement fills me with intense pleasure, increased by Beel drinking from me.
I can’t stop moaning.
Belphie seems to be much more motivated than usual. His hands are grabbing onto my hips. His breath is heavy and he keeps hitting my sweet spot. My insides squeeze his member as he keeps hitting me deep inside.
I have never felt such intense pleasure before.
I know I will soon cum again and it drives me crazy.
I can feel Belphie getting harder inside of me, causing me to moan his name. He answers me with laboured breaths. He almost desperately keeps ramming into me, huffing from exhaustion.
He then groans and says my name while spraying his special milk into me.
I gasp loudly, almost cumming again from the warm sensation that fills my womb.
I fall over, causing my breast to slip out of Beel’s mouth, who catches me before I fall.
“That was pretty hot.” Belphie pulls his member out of my body.
I hear Belphie falling onto the bed behind me.
He breathes heavily.
“Are you two alright?” Beel stops sucking my breasts and looks concerned at both of us.
“Yeah, I just pushed myself a bit too much.” Belphie sounds out of breath.
“I’m fine.” I just feel very exhausted.
“Belphie you should have some milk, it will wake you right back up.” Beel encourages Belphie with a smile.
I don’t mind giving him milk too, but it’s a bit embarrassing.
“I’m too tired to move.” Belphie yawns a bit to make his point.
I shake my head. “Fine, I’ll feed you.” With a slight sigh, I move over to Belphie. He looks very drained and sweaty.
“It’s your fault I’m like this, so you better take responsibility.” Belphie sits up and his eyes fall on my chest. Milk is slowly leaking from them.
“We should get you a cow costume at this rate.” Belphie chuckles.
“That would be bad because then I might accidentally eat her.” Beel looks very troubled as he says this.
Belphie laughs and then starts to lick my nipple. “Mmmm, tasty.” Belphie then starts to suck on my breast. He is just as greedy as Beel was earlier.
“Told you, this milk is the best.” Beel wholeheartedly agrees. He eyes my free boob.
“You can have some more too.” Seeing as both breasts are still full to the brim with no end in sight.
Beel doesn’t hesitate and moves quickly to us.
He takes the free boob into his mouth and starts sucking again.
Both of them sucking on me feels too good and I start to get hot again. My breath becomes more laboured and I start to moan again.
This causes Belphie to chuckle again. “Looks like you can’t get enough today.”
“I can’t help it, it feels so good.” I’m too hot to disagree. My folds are drenched again.
“I’m glad cause, I want you too.” Beel seems to be almost shy about this, but it’s easy to tell that he has been holding back.
Belphie nods knowingly and moves to the side. “I need a break anyway.”
Meanwhile, Beel quickly undresses.
Beel moves in front of me and gently pulls me closer.
I sit in his lap, his member is hard and almost drooling. I can only think of how good he will feel inside of me.
My groin feels like it’s burning. I look at his member like Beel did at my breasts earlier. I want this so badly.
Beel doesn’t seem to be able to wait either. Holding me by my hips and positioning my entrance right above his tip.
I practically drip onto him, that’s how wet I am.
Slowly, I lower my hips until my lips touch his member.
Beel bites his lip a bit when he finally enters my body.
He looks like he wanted this just as much as me.
I start to move slowly, and with each move, his member pushes deeper into me.
We both moan from pleasure and I move faster.
Beel presses my breasts to his mouth and starts to suck on them again.
I moan more from the increased pleasure. My hips start to move faster, giving me more of the sensations that I crave. It feels so good.
Beel groans and tightens his grip on me more. I scream at this point.
He hits me so deep it’s all I can focus on.
“Hey, let me have some of that too.” I hear Belohies voice from behind me.
Beel leans back, so I now lay on top of him.
Belphie puts his hands on my butt once again and doves it a good squeeze. He isn’t one to go for a second round but this must have turned him on just as much as me and Beel.
His tip carefully enters my butt, with the help of some lube.
I groan as he enters me.
With both of them inside of me, I’m fully stuffed now.
I don’t have much time to process it as Belphie and Beel are starting to move.
Belphie enters deeper and deeper as the pleasure keeps building.
Beel has difficulty finding his pace with Belphie. Strange new feelings overcome me. I’m cumming before Belphie is even fully inside of me.
Once Belphie is fully inside there seems to be nothing that stops both of them from going harder and harder.
All I can say at this stage is their names. My mind goes blank from the immense pleasure that keeps building in me.
I cum again when I feel Beel’s hot load shooting into me. Belphie follows not long after.
I can barely move anymore and just end up laying on my back.
This was so amazing, but I will be sore tomorrow.
Beel kisses my forehead. “That felt amazing, now we should clean you up.”
“I can’t move.” I can barely even speak.
“Seems like the lactation has stopped.” Belphie lazily pokes my boob.
“Too bad, maybe you can cast the spell again sometime?” Beel looks at me with puppy eyes.
“No way. I’ll die if I do that again.” I can’t imagine doing this again.
“Too bad.” Beel snuggles onto me, not minding how hot and sweaty I am.
“We can always use the natural way to get her to lactate.” Belphie chuckles.
My cheeks start to burn when he says that. “Belphie!”
“Haha no teasing, let’s rest for tonight.” Beel hugs me tightly.
Belphie shrugs and hugs me from the other side.
I pass out from exhaustion, feeling very satisfied.
Just straight up smut, you get what’s in the title.
Adult-only content.
Gender-neutral reader insert.
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This evening Diavolo spends his evening in the house of lamentation. Sadly it’s only for work.
Trying to improve his mood he decides to visit you.
In the meantime, you have been feeling pretty hot and bothered. Lucky for you the brothers are almost all out of the house.
So you take the chance to let off some steam. Honestly, it’s not that hard for you since lately just thinking about Diavolo gets you going.
You get comfortable and start pleasing yourself. Imagine his hands on your body, his hand touching your heat. You have your eyes closed, making it easier for you to pretend.
It feels good even if it’s not the real deal. You softly moan his name while your movements become faster.
Then suddenly your door opens. You struggle to cover yourself.
Diavolo comes in, seeing you in a quite flustered state. He knows right away what is going on and feels just as mortified. “I heard you calling my name, I’m so sorry.” Diavolo apologizes and bows deeply.
As embarrassed as you feel, you can tell it was a mistake. “It’s okay, you didn’t know.” Your cheeks are on fire from embarrassment.
Diavolo looks uncharacteristically flustered. “I still wish to make up for it. Let me treat you to dinner another evening.”
“There is no need for that.” As humiliating as it is to be caught by Diavolo you rather just move on.
“I could make up for this in another way as well.” Diavolo has an idea, but you have no clue what it is.
“What do you mean?” You suddenly feel a bit nervous, not helped by the fact that you are still half-naked under your blanket.
“You said my name while pleasing yourself so it’s safe to assume that you were thinking about me. So I think it would be only fair if I were to finish what I interrupted.” He offers you a seductive smile.
You feel like vanishing into thin air. Diavolo knows exactly what you have been doing.
And it’s not just that he is now offering to make you cum. You are stunned and happy. Of course, you have been dreaming of this. These words alone are enough to send a wave of heat towards your groin.
There is no doubt that you want him.
“I wouldn’t want to force you.” Yet these words leave your lips. You respect Diavolo too much to ask this of him.
He smiles at me, heat rising in his eyes. “Don’t misinterpret my intentions. I was thinking about this for quite some time. This just gives me the perfect chance.” He speaks so clearly about this. Not leaving an inch of doubt.
“I had no idea.” Now you regret never bringing it up with him.
“I didn’t know that you share my desires either so let me do this for you.” His eyes seem to burn me alive. You have never felt this kind of heat before.
You want him so much. You can’t think clearly. “Then close the door.” You look at him with wild eyes.
Diavolo grins and locks the door. Slowly making his way to the bed.
You remove the blanket and show your exposed body to him.
Diavolo looks at you like the best present has just been made. He seems giddy, excited even. This only makes you want him even more.
You show him your everything, wishing for him to adore you, to want you.
He licks his lips, you might have just awakened a dangerous beast.
Diavolo looks at your half-naked body for a good long moment, almost like he takes a picture of your form.
You beckon him closer with your hand. It’s hard to wait any longer seeing as you are more than ready.
He kneels in front of your bed. His first touch is hesitant, he touches you like porcelain.
Until you moan from his touch. You have wanted this so much and for so long.
Diavolo gets bolder upon hearing your reaction. His hands touch any skin they can. Growling at you with a low voice. You moan with a sweet voice, filled with anticipation and desire.
Diavolo doesn’t let you wait for long. Soon his hands find your needy spot.
You gasp with pleasure. His touch feels so good. Your need grows.
His fingers rub your hotspot. Leaving you wanting more. Your hips rock against his fingers.
Diavolo is very pleased with your reactions. He keeps looking at you. Enjoying your desperate moans.
He then moves his head and licks your needy spot. It feels so good, you are about to lose your mind. You can’t help but say his name.
He seems to enjoy himself as well.
His tongue is very effective at finding your weak spots.
You moan, begging for more.
Diavolo has no issues at all speeding up. Sending waves of pleasure through your body.
Finally, you reach your peak. You never had an orgasm like this before. You are left panting but also relieved.
Still, you want more.
Diavolo smiles at you, cleaning his face. “Too bad you have classes tomorrow. Let’s continue this on the weekend, after our dinner." You can see a devilish gleam in his eyes.
He’s a demon after all. "I don’t think I can wait that long.” You are still panting.
“Haha neither can I, but I will make it well worthwhile.” He smirks at you.
Female reader due to reasons that will become apparent during the fic.
Please enjoy.
In this tale the reader sleepwalks and ends in Barbatos bed.
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Barbatos pov
At night once everything in the castle has finally calmed down I finally lay down to rest.
Today has been eventful. Additionally, to the young master, I served all the inhabitants from the house of lamentation.
This was due to the young master’s insistence to celebrate the human exchange students’ latest accomplishments. A well-deserved treat in my humble opinion.
As always they have the tendency to exceed expectations.
After some of the brothers managed to pass out drunk everyone else stayed the night.
I predicted this, even without my skills.
It wasn’t unpleasant, due to one simple fact: you, the human exchange student.
Strange how such a simple human could steal such a big space within me.
As I muse about this I hear my door opening.
There you stand, walking closer to me without a hint of hesitation.
Brazen but so very like you.
You step closer to my bed. I wonder what sort of fuss the brothers are making this time. They are prone to do something that ends up being a hassle for me or you.
As you step slowly towards me I sense there is something strange about you.
Not only are you just wearing a shirt but your eyes are closed, and you seem in some sort of trance. Maybe some sort of spell has been cast?
No, that’s not quite right.
You are sleepwalking, a condition I had never much concern about.
The young master never had this issue.
You, however, are showing me never before seen sights once again.
You casually climb into my bed, likely mistaking it for yours.
I heard somewhere that it’s bad to wake someone up from this state.
This puts me in quite a predicament.
It’s not that I mind your company, quite the opposite, but you are asleep and unaware of where you are.
You lay down beside me while I still ponder about this sudden development.
Waking you up isn’t an option. So I should bring you to your bed.
Somehow this makes me feel uneasy. What if you start to walk again and end up in a dangerous situation or on one of the brother’s beds?
The second thought almost bugs me more.
In this case, you are safest with me.
During my thought process, you made yourself comfortable.
You shiver slightly, tugging on my blanket.
I chuckle, so you are a blanket thief.
I cover your body and your breathing calms down.
I suppose this isn’t so bad. Sure, it’s a bit of a temptation to have you this close but surely you will appreciate how much of a gentleman I am.
With this thought, I’m laying down.
Shortly after your body shifts and your arm lays on my stomach. Nuzzling closely to me.
I’m quite surprised. I never expected you to be so bold in your sleep.
Luckily I can keep my composure. It’s truly a blessing that it’s me. Other men in my position could not resist touching your soft skin that is ever so slightly peeking out from under your shirt.
I’m about to close my eyes again when your arm is traveling lower on my body.
This is certainly something that I need to stop. I carefully take your hand and move it up again.
“Now, now be a good girl and leave it there,” I whisper to you.
You shift slightly. “Barbatos…” For a moment my heart stops after my name leaves your lips.
It seems like you have woken up but you still breathe deeply.
I can’t help but wonder what you dream about. Of course, I wouldn’t do that, but I somehow hope you dream about me.
You start to move again, turning away from me. Leaving me feeling strangely lonely.
I feel tempted to turn you back towards me, to touch you, but I hold myself back.
But then you shift more and are about to fall out of the bed.
I transform in an instant and wrap my tail around your waist. Making sure you stay safe.
You once again don’t wake up. I’m slightly impressed by this.
Instead, you start to stroke my tail. It sends shifts down my spine.
You certainly know how to tempt me. “You are such a bad girl,” I whisper to you, well aware of the fact that you can’t hear me.
You turn once more and wrap your legs around me. “I’m not a pillow, you know,” I whisper once again to you. Your skin is even more exposed now, I feel your naked skin on my tail but I can’t move it either. It’s quite dangerous no matter how I look at it.
This will be a very long night.
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Your pov
After being invited to the castle the celebration for my success turned wilder than expected.
Not that I mind, it was a lot of fun.
In the end, Mammon and Asmo had way too much to drink. Beel and Belphie also passed out. Beel from the delicious food and well it was expected from Belphie.
So Diavolo offered us to stay in the countless guest rooms.
Lucifer was pretty grateful for this and when else do I get to sleep in the castle.
It’s somewhat exciting. Especially since I get to spend a little extra time with Barbartos.
Soon enough I fall asleep in the huge comfortable bed.
When I come to be I feel something wrapped around my waist and something warm and soft next to me.
I slowly open my eyes and then have to blink a few times.
Where the hell am I? I gasp when I notice the man that is practically under me. “Barbatos!?” I move away from him.
“Good morning, though it’s still the middle of the night,” Barbatos answers me promptly. At least he doesn’t sound mad.
“Barbartos, oh my lord, I’m so sorry. Did I sleepwalk?” This is such a huge surprise to me that I have no idea what to say.
“It does seem so.” He calmly replies. I’m truly glad it’s him I woke up next to.
“This hasn’t happened to me since I was a child. I’m sorry if I caused you trouble.” I feel guilty.
“You caused me much trouble. I had to stop you from falling out of bed.” He talks in a low voice.
Barbartos normally doesn’t talk this way to me. It’s different but exciting.
I also just now realize that Barbatos’ tail is tightly wrapped around my waist. It’s hard to describe the feeling, it’s warm and slick but not in a bad way.
“Is there any way I can make up for this?” Surely I can repay his kindness somehow.
“Well you see I was just planning to let you peacefully sleep all night, but you caused me quite a few issues so I fear I must punish you for this.” His last words are more of a low growl that send heat right into my core.
I feel his tail on my exposed skin slithering across my back.
His actions make me want more. “What sort of punishment?” I can’t quite hide my excitement.
His eyes glisten in the dark. Barbartos smirks at me. “Why don’t you wait and find out."
His voice makes me so weak. Barbatos reaches his fingers out and touches my cheek. I make a sound that is almost a moan. I never knew a single touch could make me this weak.
His tail keeps traveling lower across my body. Sliding alongside my butt.
I shiver, having no idea what his plan is. Only one thing is clear, I want him.
The tip of his tail is sliding between my buttcheeks, slowly shoving my panties down.
"Barbatos…” My words are a whisper filled with confusion and want.
He smirks at me, licking his lip. I’m feeling like prey, and yet I don’t mind being devoured by him.
His finger touches my lip, as to tell me to stay quiet.
He traces my lip with hungry eyes. They quiver in anticipation.
These eyes of his are speaking of danger but I have never wanted anyone this badly.
His tail glides into my lowered panties. Touching my bare butt.
One of its tips touches my back entrance. Putting soft pressure on it. I feel slight wetness, a slime-like substance that is left behind by his tail.
Now I realize what his plan is. “Wait, Barbatos!"
"Don’t you want me?” His movement pauses. He looks disappointed.
“I do, but this is my first time like this.” I feel a bit awkward admitting that.
“Don’t worry it will feel great.” Barbartos voice is soft and soothing but his eyes are filled with lust and greed.
I have a feeling that he won’t back down and if I’m being honest I want this.
“Do you want this?” He asks as if he doesn’t know the answer already.
His tail is nudging my back entrance.
“Yes,” I whisper with a moan.
Barbatos smiles at me, pleased with my response.
His finger parts my lips ever so slightly as his tail starts to push its way into me.
Then his lips meet mine just when he enters me. Filling me with sweet pain.
I gasp at the unusual feeling. His tail is soft and knows exactly what to do to make me moan and become wet.
Barbatos locks eyes with me, watching my reaction with a delighted smile. He seems to enjoy this a lot.
He pulls me on top of him, I think he wants to study me even closer.
His hands slide under my shirt, revealing my chest to him. My shirt soon lands on the floor. His eyes hungrily roam my body, while his tail is relentlessly moving in my butt.
It’s hard to hold my voice in.
“Come, let me hear your sweet voice.” He encourages me or maybe it’s an order. I don’t care either way and with his permission, I moan.
The more he moves the more I feel my need to awaken in my other hole. “I want you.” My voice is barely coherent.
“Your punishment has only begun.”
His other tail tip responds and touches my burning hole. But it’s not enough, it only wants me to have him more.
“Barbatos, please more,” I beg him. Usually, he is so good at serving others but tonight he has different plans.
“You are such a greedy girl.” He teases me with his words and his tails.
Both are driving me mad. The heat in my core becomes unbearable. I rub my body on him seeking friction.
My lips meet his with greed that I have not experienced before. My tongue invades his mouth and he accepts it with a moan.
My hand tugs on his shirt, ready to rip it off him.
His eyes gleam dangerously. “You are so bad."
"Barbatos, please.” With a heated breath, I beg him for my sweet release.
“You caused me so much trouble. Are you willing to take responsibility for that?” Barbatos voice is almost a growl.
At this point, I’m willing to do anything for him. “Yes just, please give me more.” I moan at him, pleading with him.
“You better not regret this in the morning, because I won’t let you go until then.” As to emphasize his words his tail tightens around my waist.
His lips capture mine with heated breaths our tongues mingle.
I continue to rub my body on his, showing him that I’m ready for anything.
Then his tail lifts me, it’s like I weigh nothing to him. I’m confused until my body is laid on my stomach.
Barbartos moves and I hear the rustling of closes being shed.
The excitement is rising in my body. I lift my butt to show him how much I want him. His tail is still in my butt but has seized all movement.
“That’s a good girl, show me how you want me.” Barbatos sounds pleased.
I can feel my juices are practically running down my needy hole.
His hand firmly grabs my butt and squeezes it. This speeds me open for him.
“Looks like you are ready,” Barbatos growls.
I feel a sensation on my entrance. It’s warm and I just know it’s his member.
My heart quickens with anticipation. I can’t wait for him to enter me.
His member teases my entrance. I groan, wanting him now.
“You are in real trouble, you know that?” His body hovers closer.
I can only moan in response.
Moments later his member finally enters my body. His hands grip my hips firmly, holding me in place.
It feels so good, I gasp.
As soon as his member has filled me up he starts moving and soon his tail starts to join in the rhythm.
I’m filled with Barbatos and it feels so good.
I moan and say his name, moving my hips as much as I can.
Barbatos soon picks up speed, ramming his member into me.
I yell out. My mind goes blank, all I feel is pleasure.
I cum hard but he has no intention of slowing down. Instead, he chuckles and slaps my butt. “You came too fast."
I only make animalistic sounds in response to him. I can only think of his member in my body. Wanting more, wanting to come again and again for him.
He rams into me, grunting, my hole makes wet noises.
I blank out again. My insides are squeezing his member.
"You are so tight.” He moans. I can feel him getting harder.
The friction is killing me. I come again before he shoots his seed into me.
Gasping for air I fall onto the mattress.
“Already beat? Too bad we have just started.” Barbatos snickers. His tail leaves my body and unwraps itself from my waist.
Then he pulls his member from my body.
Despite being beat, my body still wants more.
He turns me to face him. His eyes seem to glow.
I look at his naked chest, glistening with sweat.
His hands touch my body. He gently squeezes my breasts and nibbels on my nipple. I moan and reach out to touch him. Feeling his skin under my hands. He moans and feverishly kisses me.
I feel his member rubbing at me, still hard. This fills me with heat once more.
He must notice my want and smirks at me.
“Open your legs,” Barbatos orders me with lust in his tone.
I do as I’m told.
“Good girl.” He strokes my cheek. His member is slowly entering me once again.
I moan with pleasure. Barbatos is the only one that ever made me feel this way.
With a groan filled with pleasure, he starts to move. I moan alongside him.
His eyes are fixated on me. Enjoying my reactions as he keeps hitting my sweet spot.
“You are so beautiful.” He whispers into my ear.
I clasp my arms and legs around him, wanting him more and feeling him even deeper.
He obliges with a faster pace. Making me moan for more.
I want him to make me cum again. My body moves along with his.
The room is filled with our lewd sounds.
I’m out of breath but I still want more. I can’t get enough.
Barbatos groans, getting closer to his orgasm.
I’m close to my climax as well. Suddenly I feel him sucking on my neck.
“What are you doing?” I speak in between moans.
“Marking you as punishment.” Barbatos is breathing hard while pumping his member into me.
I dig my nails into his back, earning a surprised moan from him.
Then I get sent over the edge by his hard movements. I cum, yelling his name.
Barbatos groans, being stimulated by my orgasm he moves even faster and finally releases his load into me.
I grab tightly onto him feeling my consciousness fading. He made me cum again.
When I come back to my senses Barbatos is still on top of me sucking my skin, holding me close.
“Barbatos.” I moan softly, still exhausted.
“This is punishment for passing out before I was done.” Barbatos teases my nipples with his fingers.
It takes me a moment to realize that he has left marks all over my body. It will be very hard to hide them all.
“Don’t think that I’m done just yet.” He licks his lips, and his eyes glow even brighter than before.
A strange condition leaves you cold as ice. Only Diavolo can warm you up.
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You wake up on a regular morning. Everything is as usual in the devildom.
Except for one little thing.
“Is it just me or is it cold today?” You sit at the breakfast table shivering. Despite wearing a hoodie.
“We are basically in hell love, it’s rarely cold here.” Asmo crooks his eyebrows.
“Let me feel your head.” Beel, who sits next to you, interrupts his meal to feel your forehead. His eyes narrow. “You are cold."
"Let me check.” Lucifer swiftly stands up and walks with long steps towards you.
His eyes are filled with worry and this only worsens when he touches your forehead. “You are indeed very cold. It might be a curse or a cold.”
“I don’t feel cursed.” You feel fine other than the fact that you are cold.
“We can’t take this lightly.” Lucifer’s tone is stern but filled with worry.
“For once he is right. I will call Solomon.” Satan quickly pulls his phone out.
“I will warm you up while we are waiting.” Asmo flings his arms around your shoulders.
“That’s strange, I don’t feel any warmer.” This alarms you.
“Sounds like a frost demon might be responsible.” Satan has a stern expression.
“Now where you are mentioning it, there were frost demons in town last week for frost con. ” Levi chimes in.
“How do you know about that?” Mammon seems confused.
“Not that it matters, but they had a Ruritan ice sculpture.” Levi buffs and mumbles something that you can’t understand.
“I remember that convention, they had so much ice cream.” Beel starts to drool.
“That seems to be a worthwhile lead, but first let’s see if we are right.” Lucifer seems concerned about the possibility that it could be something else.
After a while, Solomon comes to verify the theory.
It’s indeed the work of frost demons.
“This means tracking down the demon in question will be necessary. Let’s not waste time and head to the castle.” Lucifer is in a hurry, time is of the essence. He wants to save you before you turn into ice.
Everyone gets up without a single complaint. This just shows you how serious the situation is.
Finally, you arrive at the castle. You are shaking from the cold, despite your winter coat.
Barbatos is quick to guide you all to the living room.
Diavolo arrives just shortly after him. Both are aware of the dire situation at hand.
Strangely, you start to feel slightly warmer as soon as Diavolo enters the room.
“I heard some about the situation, so in summary you want me to contact the frost demons to come here and remove the curse.” Diavolo has already spoken to Solomon who gave him a quick rundown.
“Yes, but it will be quicker if we just go to them.” Lucifer feels time is running out.
You meanwhile open your coat after Barbatos tea makes you feel even warmer.
“Are you alright?” Asmo sits next to you, still trying to keep you warm.
“I feel kind of better.” This fills you with relief.
“You might have hypothermia.” Asmo checks your temperature. “Hm? Your temperature has risen.” He is baffled.
“Maybe it was the hot tea?” Beel asks while stuffing his face with cake.
“As much as would please me, it is just regular hell rose tea.” Barbatos furrows his brows.
“When did you start to feel warmer?” Lucifer is very interested in this new development.
“It was right when Diavolo entered.” You recall the moment.
“His strong aura must somehow overwhelm the curse.” Barbatos sounds confident in his words.
“That wouldn’t surprise me. The frost demons regularly ask me to stay away from their events. It’s a huge shame, to be honest.” Diavolo sighs deeply.
“In that case, it would be best for you to stay here.” Lucifer seems somewhat conflicted about this but has to say it anyway.
“That would probably be an inconvenience for Diavolo.” You aren’t against the idea but you know how busy Diavolo is.
“Nonsense, it would be my pleasure to help you. We will make it work.” Diavolo’s smile is assuring you.
Barbatos nods in support.
Everyone looks at you with mixed feelings.
“Alright, then I will go and get what we need.” Lucifer is about to get up.
“I think you mean we.” Beel gets up and everyone else agrees with a nod.
Lucifer sighs. “Alright, let’s go then.” He can’t quite hide his smile as he gets up.
“We will take good care of you so don’t worry.” Barbatos smiles at you while the brothers leave.
You feel calmer now that your body heat is more stable.
You finish your tea time while having a light conversation with Barbatos and Diavolo. It mostly revolves around cake and tea.
“So now that my break time is over should I skip work and spend some time with you? We could take a walk in the garden or go to town.” Diavolo is very enthusiastic about this.
His energy is affecting you, causing you to imagine all kinds of fun adventures.
Barbatos clears his throat, cutting your daydream short. “I’m afraid that won’t be possible. Your desk is stacked high with paper."
Diavolo sighs heavily. His whole energy is disappearing.
"I don’t mind helping you a bit if I can.” You offer with a smile.
“You are my guest, there is no way I can make you work.” Diavolo shakes his head.
“Instead, you should just do your homework and I think there is a test coming up soon for you as well.” Barbatos gives you his signature smile.
How does he know these kinds of things? It sometimes gives you chills.
“Looks like our work is cut out for us.” Diavolo smiles full of sympathy.
You nod in defeat.
You both work quietly on your respective duties, the silence is only filled by the rustles of paper and the sound of pen on paper. It’s somehow relaxing. Much quieter than doing homework in the house of lamination. Though you are used to the constant noises by now.
Suddenly you feel cold again and start to slightly shiver.
Diavolo notices right away that something is happening and looks over at you.
He notices that you look pale. “Are you alright?” His voice is filled with concern.
“I’m feeling cold again.” You rub your arms to stay warm.
“Seems like the curse is getting stronger.” With this Diavolo gets up and moves next to you on the couch.
He puts a stack of papers in front of him.
Immediately you feel warm again.
“Better?” He still looks worried.
“Much better. Thank you so much. Want me to help you with this?” You feel a bit bad about interrupting his work.
“I’m grateful that you ask, but it’s my job and you have homework to do. That is what you should focus on.” Diavolo smiles gently at you.
“I’m already done and besides if I help you we are faster.” You help Lucifer all the time too.
“Well, in that case, you can help me a bit.” He has no agreements left and he is also hoping to spend time with you relaxing.
Together you finish his stack of papers just in time for tea time.
Diavolo is smiling, making sure to stay close to you.
Barbartos has naturally everything ready to go.
Everything looks delicious.
Diavolo sits closely next to you.
“It looks like the curse got worse and no word from the brothers yet.” Barbatos has a frown on his face.
“Looks like you have to stay for the rest of the day.” Diavolo looks happy about this.
“I hope I don’t get in the way of your plans.” You know Diavolo is a busy man.
“Nonsense, we love having you, right?” Diavolo looks expectantly at Barbatos.
“Naturally. I’m quite grateful that Diavolo is done with his work ahead of schedule.” Barbatos smiles politely.
“So what shall we do now? I have so many ideas but with your current condition…”, Diavolo for a moment.“ Ah, I got it. Hellspeak, it’s very hot there."
Barbatos sighs loudly. "It’s too far away plus it’s too hot for humans.”
“It’s too bad. In that case, how about the hot springs?” Diavolo has another idea.
“My lord, I doubt the brothers would be very pleased with that and they are also too far apart. Please limit your plan to the castle.” Barbatos surely has a lot on his plate as well. You feel sympathy for him.
Even when Diavolo looks dejected.
“I’d love to see the garden. I still haven’t seen all of it.” You come up with a solution that works for everyone.
“That is true. The fire roses are in bloom right now. They are such a lovely sight.” Diavolos mood has improved with lighting speed.
“I will get you a coat just in case and make sure you stay close together.” Barbatos sounds like a worried mom, which makes you chuckle a little bit.
“Of course.” Diavolo nods and once you have dressed in the coat you both head to the garden.
“Let’s hold hands.” Diavolo holds his big hand out towards you.
You reach out and your hands interlock. It makes you feel warm inside and that’s not just because of his body heat.
Maybe this curse isn’t all that bad.
You two walk at a slow pace through the garden. It’s rather pleasant.
Most of your focus is on Diavolo, his bright smile, and his big hand that covers yours.
After a while, you return to the castle for dinner.
“I fear the brothers are still busy but I got a bit of potion to keep you from freezing.” Barbatos has done some work as well.
“In that case please stay the night.” Diavolo extends his invite once again.
“Thank you for being so considerate.” It’s not like I have a choice but I also could imagine things way worse than this.
I drink the bitter potion that Barbatos prepared for me.
“No Problem though that leaves us with a small problem.” Suddenly Diavolo realizes something.
Barbatos nods as he understands right away. “I have been thinking about this as well and the only option is for you two to share a room."
My eyes widen."Wait?! What?” I can’t believe my ears. Sure it’s something I’ve secretly been wishing for but this is happening so suddenly, I can’t quite prepare my heart.
“Is that an issue for you?” Diavolo looks at me, he looks somewhat disappointed.
“No, I was just surprised.” I hope he doesn’t notice my burning cheeks.
“I’m relieved to hear that. So will you stay with me for the night?” Diavolo asks me with a sincere expression.
“Alright. I will stay with you.” Feeling a bit embarrassed, I agree.
“Don’t worry, I will keep this confidential.” Barbatos seems to smirk at me. I look awkwardly away from him.
The food is tasty as always but it’s hard to focus on it with the prospect of spending the night all alone with Diavolo.
“We should have a glass of Demonus to celebrate. Barbatos open us a bottle, please.” Diavolo is in a very chipper mood.
“Very well, my lord.” Barbatos bows and goes off without even looking at me.
Soon our glasses are filled and you spend an enjoyable evening with Diavolo.
You almost forget all about sleeping in the same room as Diavolo.
At least until the time comes.
Diavolo brings you to his room. It’s very elegant and the bed is huge.
“I will sleep on the couch. So you take the bed.” Diavolo offers his bed without hesitation.
“But I’m your guest. I can’t accept that.” Even his couch looks very comfortable and is as big as your bed.
“There is no way that I let you sleep on the couch.” Diavolo promptly refuses but as soon as he steps away from you the next issue arises.
“This won’t work, Diavolo. I’m feeling cold already.” You say while already shivering.
“In that case, we have no choice but to sleep together in bed.” Diavolo smiles at you, looking rather happy.
Maybe he was hoping for this? To be honest, you were as well.
“Sure, looks that way.” Feeling just a bit shy, you agree.
“I’ll turn so you can change. Barbatos has put some sleepwear out for you.” Diavolo points to the neatly folded clothes on top of the bed.
“That was very thoughtful of him.” You turn and change as quickly as possible, and slip under the covers.
You peek at Diavolo but he looks done as well. It’s just a bit disappointing if you are being honest.
“Aww, you are already covered.” He sounds disappointed. You look at him, feeling confused.
“I wanted to see your sleepwear,” Diavolo confesses without any shame.
“I see.” You smile and show him a glimpse.
“Looks great!” Diavolo’s eyes wander over your body, almost like you are naked.
“Thanks, your pajamas look great too.” I
You compliment him with a smile. His satin pajamas suit him very well. It seems to hug his body just right.
“I’m glad you like it. I chose our outfits hoping for an opportunity like today.” He seems a bit sheepish when he admits this.
Your cheeks flame up when he says this.
Diavolo gets comfortable next to you in bed. Despite both of you laying in it, there is still plenty of space left in between you.
“Are you feeling comfortable?” Diavolo smiles gently at you.
“Yes, very.” If the circumstances were any different you would enjoy this so much more.
Diavolo turns the light out and you can only hear the rustling of the sheets.
Your heart beats faster as if anticipating something. You nervously start to shift around.
“You can come closer if you want to.” Diavolos voice is lower than usual. You feel like he is not just casually inviting you.
You follow his call and slowly shift your body closer to his.
You feel more of his body heat. Being so close you can smell him musky but pleasant.
It awakens a desire within you.
Feeling just a little bold, your hand lands on his chest. His silk pajamas feel great and you can feel his body through the thin material.
Diavolo growls quietly.
You feel tempted to remove your hand but his growl motivates you to continue.
Boldly you move your hand across the fabric, your hand feels tempted by the buttons. Wanting to touch his bare skin.
Diavolo shifts closer toward you. “Can I touch you?” His question is uttered with heated words.
“Yes.” You want him to touch you. Finding yourself craving his warmth.
He puts his arm around your hip, pulling you even closer.
You find his collar bone exposed. With your fingertips, you trace his hot skin, feeling his bones just beyond it.
His hand glides along your spine, sending shivers along with it.
Your desire grows every second.
When your hand lands on his buttons you don’t hesitate to open them. Slowly but surely his chest is exposed to your exploration.
His body feels so good, he is so warm. You just want to keep touching him.
Diavolos hand finds its way under your pajamas top. Feeling his hand on your bare skin makes you moan slightly.
Your hand finds its way to his soft side. You can feel him tremble slightly. “Are you ticklish?” Your voice is a whisper. Much lower than anticipated.
“No, your touch feels very good.” He answers with a growl in his voice.
“I feel the same.” Your heart beats faster as he moves his hand lower. Feeling a need awakens deep within you.
You feel his body shift closer once again as your hand trails across his back. You feel his hot breath near your face.
Your heart is beating loudly waiting for your lips to meet his. The wait is nearly impossible to bear.
“Do you…?” His question is cut off by your lips.
In the end, you couldn’t wait. “I do.” You are sure that he can hear the need in your voice.
He kisses you again, more heated this time.
Your hand travels even lower, pulling him towards your body.
His hand is lovingly squeezing your butt.
You moan at him.
“I don’t think I can hold myself back tonight,” Diavolo says with heated breath.
There is no more denying how much you want him. “I don’t want you to hold back.” You give him a feverish kiss.
His tongue invades your mouth and you surrender to it with pleasure.
Diavolo pulls you on top of him, greedily opening your pajamas. Admiring your naked body before touching you, feeling your body with his hands. Every inch of you is touched by him.
You let out pleased moans. Returning the favor, opening his shirt and running your hands across his chest. Enjoying his reaction to your greedy touch.
You can feel him getting more worked up with your touch and needy kisses.
It’s the same for you. You feel more and more need for Diavolo. Feeling the heat rise to your core.
Between kisses, you moan. “Diavolo, I want you.
Diavolo responds by removing every piece of cloth that is currently covering your body.
Admiring the new sight in front of him. Touching your legs and then finally reaches the source of your heat. Touching it makes you feel even hotter.
You move against his hand, showing him how much you want him. His eyes flicker with want.
You can feel his growing need. Pulsing in his pants. You free his member and rub it slowly.
Diavolo growls like an animal. Kissing you once more, pressing you closer, making you feel his member pressing against you.
You want him so much, moving your needy hole closer to his tip. Wanting nothing more than him in you. Despite his massive size, you are more than ready to take him.
"Are you sure?” Diavolo is barely able to say it, feeling such a deep need for you it’s painful for him to bear.
“Yes, I want it.” You kiss him deeply, showing him your need for him.
Feeling his tip teasing your entrance.
These words are all that Diavolo needs to enter you.
An almost desperate groan escapes his lips as he enters you.
Slowly he pushes you down while you let him slowly enter you. He feels so good inside of you. It drives you crazy.
You moan his name. Diavolo squeezes your body and gives you fever-filled kisses while you start to slowly move. His member is filling your insides.
You groan like an animal riding him slowly. Savoring the feeling. Holding onto his sturdy shoulders.
Diavolo is becoming dissatisfied with your slow movements. Moving your butt with his hands, giving you a loving squeeze. His hips move with yours. It feels so good.
You want more and more of him. Moving faster, feeling his hard member makes you feel like melting from fire.
Your moans grow louder and suddenly you get pushed down to the bed. Diavolo is now on top of you and before you can complain over the missing situation sensation of his members he fills you up once again.
You moan his name, his lips crash into yours.
He starts to move, his moves are hard and fast.
Making you moan loudly at each thrust.
You claw at his back, feeling him deep in you.
You can only think of this feeling. It’s pure ecstasy, you have never felt anything like this.
Your insides are tightening as if to trap Diavolo inside of you.
The only word that leaves your mouth is his name. Like a prayer along with ever louder moans.
Followed by Diavolo’s moans and groans. Your name leaves his lips with pleased noises.
It fills you with even more desire as your insides grow hotter.
You want more and more. You beg him and he responds to your pleas.
You feel your orgasm coming. It washes over you like being hit by a typhoon. Your mind goes blank.
There is nothing only him.
Moments later you feel something hot being shot deep into your body.
Diavolo came inside of you, the sensation is almost sending you over the edge again.
His lips seek yours again. Your kiss is sloppy but filled with so many emotions.
His member leaves your body. Diavolo still holds you tight and rolls back to his back. Keeping you close to his chest.
Your bodies are sticky and hot but you feel fulfilled and lay on his chest, enjoying the closeness.
You find it almost hard to believe what just happened. Diavolo snuggles your back. He doesn’t want to let go and you share a similar feeling.
In the end, you both pass out in this position.
In the morning you are awoken with his loving arms still wrapped around your body. There is no sign of him willing to let you go.
You give him a kiss and his eyes flutter open.
“Good Morning, did you have a pleasant sleep?” Diavolo smiles at you like always.
“Yes, thanks to you.” You smile and he kisses you.
“Glad to hear that. Now let’s get some breakfast and see if we can break this nasty curse.” He holds you close.
“Just a bit longer.” You look at him with pleading eyes.
“Sure, but only if you are fine with Barbatos finding us like this.” He kisses you again, having no intention to move.
“I don’t mind.” You lay back down, enjoying his hands on your body.
A/N: AHHHH are you guys as hype for the OM anime??? VIP gets it this Friday and I am HYPE!! Can’t wait to see all my beautiful boys. Also, I’ve been writing this for like a month and finally finished it today since I forced myself to stay awake til it was over. I’m sleepy. I hope you enjoy.
“Hurry up MC! These fashion types always get pissy when I’m late.” Mammon tugged your arm, dragging you behind him.
“Calm down! We’ll be there on time.” You said, but sped up anyway. Mammon was dragging you along to one of his photo shoots. You had to admit you were a bit excited, though you were trying to play it cool. The ivory-haired demon was already super attractive, but these photoshoots made him look incredible. You may have had a couple of your favorite magazine covers and ads of him hidden in your room.
But he didn’t have to know that.
“I’m here. Let’s go!” Mammon yelled out as he slammed the door open. He lifted his shades and tossed his jacket onto a nearby chair.
“Ah Mammon! Fashionably late as always…ah, but who is this?” A glamorous looking older witch peered at you over her eyeglasses. She reached out and gripped your chin. turning your face to either side.
“Hey, hands off the human!” Mammon suddenly tugged you back behind him, much to the witches amusement.
“A human? And so attractive at that…SCRAP THIS! I have a new vision! We are going to go BOLD, daring, sensual! Get them both into wardrobe!” she barked to two frazzled lesser demons, who pushed you and Mammon down a hallway. Mammon tightened his grip on your hand.
“Wha-Oi! Keep yer hands where I can see ‘em!” Mammon threatened one of the demons as they pulled off your jacket. Another frazzled demon came in and handed you each a garment bag, pushing you both towards two curtained off dressing rooms.
“Um, I’m not really a model.” You called out to nobody in particular.
Mammon sighed and you heard the rustling of fabric as he dressed.
“It’s no use MC. Once she gets a vision, it’s gonna happen. Hurry up and get dressed.”
You unzipped the bag and your eyes widened at the little amount of fabric. You heard the witch yell out more directions in the distance and you pulled the dress on.
Either she really gauged your size quickly or the outfit was charmed. because the dress fit like it was tailor made for you. The fabric hugged your curves and fell in all the right places. You looked in the mirror in front of you and gasped. The dress had cut outs along the sides and a keyhole cut, showing off ample cleavage. How the hell were you going to walk out of there in front of everyone in this?!
“Ya done, MC?” Mammon called out. You took another look at yourself before swallowing down your nerves and sliding on the attached heels.
“Uh…yeah.” You pulled back the curtain.
“Let’s g-” Mammon’s words trailed off as he glimpsed you in the revealing dress. Your face felt hot as you could see his eyes roam down your body, taking in each slit of the fabric and down your bare legs. Your hands wrapped around yourself.
“I look ridiculous Mammon! I can’t go out like this!” You whispered, unsuccessfully covering yourself with your arms. Mammon, who hadn’t closed his mouth since earlier, finally snapped back.
“Ya look…” he never finished the thought, because you both were being shoved back to the set by the pair of demons from before.
“Ahh! Marvelous! This is going to be the TALK of Devilgram!” The witch clapped her hands together. She squinted and started positioning the two of you.
“Mammon, darling, wrap your hand on her waist, yes just like that. MC, is it? Turn your head to Mammon’s neck. A little closer…”
You were pressed against Mammon, your lips practically attached to the soft skin of his neck. You could smell his cologne and were hyper aware of his hand splayed on your hip. She adjusted you both slightly, arching your back more and repositioning Mammon’s arms. Finally she stepped back.
“Perfect! Now look into each other’s eyes.”
You looked up and met Mammon’s golden eyes. Maybe it was the cologne or the fact that you were tangled in his arms, but your heart raced as you stared into each other’s gaze. Flashbulbs went off around the two of you and you could vaguely hear the witch making orders to the photographer, but the two of you were consumed with each other.
“Your heart’s racin’ MC. Must be because you’re next to the Great Mammon after all.” He whispered, a grin threatening to spread on his face.
“Shut up, I’m fine.” You hissed through your teeth, though you could feel your skin heating up. Damn photo lights.
“I need something that will push this over the edge. Something…that exudes sexiness…” the witch muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose.
“Hey MC, ya trust me?” Mammon asked and you nodded, confused. One of his hands splayed on your lower back and he pressed his lips to the sensitive spot right below your ear. His hand pushed you close to him, arching your back and the flashbulbs went off rapidly.
“Perfect!! Sensual and daring! I can feel the animalistic ferality!” the witch cried out.
You were at a loss for words and your eyes closed as Mammon slipped his tongue out to lap at your skin.
“Shhh…” He breathed into your neck. From the outside, the two of you looked like professional models, albeit in a suggestive pose. Inside though, your heart was jackhammering in your chest as he nipped at your ear lobe. You felt something poke your thigh and looked down.
“Mammon! Are you…hard?”
“Ya think I could control myself when you look like that? Fuck MC…” the rest of his words were muffled as his breath tickled your neck and you tried to maintain your composure. After what felt like an eternity, the director cut the shoot for the day.
“Great work Mammon, Y/N!” The witch barked out, turning to discuss something with the crewmates. Mammon ushered you towards your dressing rooms, but pulled you into a dark office in the back of the building.
Immediately, he latched himself to your neck, pressing kisses down the column of your throat.
“So fuckin’ hot MC. Fuck it took all I had to keep from fuckin’ ya right there.” He panted out as he bit hickeys onto the tops of your breasts. He tugged down the dress, causing it to rip open.
“Shit! Mammon, that was probably a million dollars!” You wailed, eyes widening.
He continued his assault on your chest, unfazed. “Fuck it. Shouldn’t have looked so fuckin’ good, babe.” His fingers ran down your skin, now freed from the dress and he squeezed at every inch of your curves. You shivered as his fingers trailed down your hips, pulling you closer to him.
“Mammon, someone might see us! We can’t do –”
You lost your words as he continued to kiss down your tummy, feeling his warm breath inching closer to your heat.
“Fuck…I wanted this so damn long. I wan’a taste every inch of ya, babe.” He whispered into your skin, tugging down your panties. Immediately, he buried his tongue inside you, lapping at your soaked folds. His painted nails dug into the flesh of your thighs, as he strained to explore every bit of you. Biting your lip, you tangled your fingers into his snow-white hair, gently tugging him closer into you. A low whine escaped his lips and the vibration had your body trembling.
“Fu-fuck Mammon…don’t stop, please…” Your words were strained as he slid his fingers across your skin and teased your entrance. The cool tiles on the wall pressed against your back as you gave into him, letting him devour you.
His tongue moved in a frenzy as he plunged two fingers inside you. Your vision blurred and your grip on his hair tightened, feeling as though if you didn’t hold on, you would float away in a euphoric rush.
“That’s it babe…ya gonna cum for me? Cum in my mouth baby, lemme taste it.” Mammon panted as his fingers curled inside you, his lips enclosing around your clit.
You cried out as you felt your body release on his lips. Groaning into your cunt, he slid his tongue up your folds, attempting to drink every drop from you. Your body twitched with sensitivity.
“F-fuck…’s too much.” You panted out. He slowly pulled away, his dark skin glistening with your juices and looked up at you. His gleaming eyes met yours as he stood up and pulled you into a tender kiss. You could taste the sweet tang of yourself on his tongue as he pulled you impossibly close.
Finally breaking apart, you looked up at him with hazy eyes. The two of you looked drunk on lust and wordlessly you pulled at the buttons on his shirt as he undid his belt. Your fingertips traced the muscles on his chest, down his abdomen and you shivered at the hungry look he had on his face. You could see the tent in his boxers and he looked down at you, as if to ask you for consent.
Nodding, you pushed down the waistband of his boxers, freeing his cock. A prominent ridge ran across, separating the tan shaft from the reddish tip. Precum glistened on the tip and you could feel your cunt clench at the idea of him inside you.
Mammon, the normally blabbermouth brother, seemed lost for words. His cockiness was gone, replaced with a softness for you, the vulnerable side of him only you got to see. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you pulled him into another kiss.
“I want you so bad Mammon…please make love to me.” The words pressed into his neck like a fiery brand and he growled before lifting you onto the table and pushing himself into you. You hissed. Though he had prepped you, he was still thick and he slowed, searching your face for any discomfort. With a slight nod, your eyes fluttered as he bottomed out in you.
“You feel so good, my beautiful girl. Perfect baby…”, he whispered praises as he shallowly humped into you. You could feel the drag of his cock on your walls and you rocked to meet his thrusts. He had one hand on your lower back, the other propping the two of you up on the table and the feeling of being surrounded by him, as he gently fucked you on his cock had you gripping at his back muscles.
“Yes…right there. Faster, ohh.” You breathed out as he plunged deeper into you, speeding up his rhythm at your request. The wood of the desk creaked and you knew if anyone was outside the door they would be able to tell exactly what the two of you were doing. But you were drunk on lust, dizzy in Mammon and he was infatuated with you, staring down at your heaving breasts as he pounded into you.
Your nails dig into his skin and his grip on you tightened as he pressed his lips to yours, swallowing your moans. You could feel the sweat plastering his hair to his skin and with every thrust, his body seemed to scream your name.
“Not gonna be able to…hold out much longer babe. You’re squeezin’ me so tight, fuck…” He panted into your neck, licking at the salty skin and leaving soft bites. You could feel the coil in your belly tighten as your body began to tense up. Wrapping your legs around him, you forced him into you deeper. Whimpers fell from his mouth as you bit on his shoulder.
“Fuck, fuck Mammon, I’m–” You cried out as you gushed around his cock. With a few more thrusts, Mammon yelped and pulled you against him as he spilled his seed into you. You could feel his cock throb inside you and he let out a low groan as he slowly pulled out, the mixture of the two of you spilling onto the desk and your thighs.
Your body felt wobbly and he gently laid you back on the desk. Your eyes closed and soon you felt a cloth cleaning you.
“Mmm…you’re such a sweetheart when you wanna be…” you smiled before looking down at the demon. Your eyes widened.
“MAMMON ARE YOU USING THE MILLION DOLLAR DRESS AS A CUM RAG?!”
He shrugged.
“Looks like we’ll just have to book another gig to pay it back, babe.”
Alright! No one make fun of me. I made a side-blog for NSFW posts, because I hated the idea that there was a whole ass genre I couldn’t write. I’m trying to grow as a writer, but bare with me as I’m still pretty sex-repulsed. If you want to follow it the blog is @littledemontoy. You MUST be 18 or over to follow/interact. You MUST have your age on your blog to follow/interact. If you don’t, you will be blocked!
thinking about beelzebub. he hasn’t ever cum properly, always getting to his peak and stopping. you, however, keep going. his stomach feels hot, breathing speeding up while you got him to the edge, a thick load of milky white cum spilling all over your hand.
you have the poor thing in front of a mirror in a skirt, face fucked out and legs trembling while you bury the strap deeper into him. “look at you, Princess.. your cunt is squeezing me so tightly I can hardly move my strap. you like it, my sweet girl?” you whisper, watching his breath hitch while your hands trail up to his chest, squeezing his pecs while you kissed the back of his neck gently. “Your tits are so warm, mammon. So soft.” you continue, fingers squeezing his nipples. “M-M..mommy- plea…se move…” he whimpered, voice almost inaudible to you.
You bit his nape, your arm coming down to wrap around his waist. “Good girl.” you spoke, pulling the strap out so it was almost out of his twitching hole only to shove it all back into him. He keened, his hands shooting up to grab the wall behind the mirror, tears forming in his eyes. “F-Fu..ck…~!” he cried, your hips moving at a pace and angle that continuously smashed against his prostate, making his legs almost collapse. “Shhh.. Its okay, princess. C'mon, you can hold yourself up.”
Mammon’s face was streaming with tears, mouth hanging open, your hands wrapped around his neck. You had changed positions, worried that he was going to fall over. You had him in missionary, his legs wrapped around your waist. “Gonna cum baby? C'mon, you can do it. Cum for mommy you fucking slut, I know you can.” you spoke to him, watching as he squeezed his eyes shut, your hand squeezing the base of his dick softly. “G'nna cu-” his body seized up, legs tightening even more to keep you buried in his sensitive bundle of nerves. His dick throbbed, his body on fire while all of his muscles in his body locked up, face blissed out. He went limp, half lidded, teary eyes staring up at you. Your thumb grazed the tip of his cock, circling around his slit. He shivered, his hand stopping yours. “You came dry, baby.” you whispered, pulling out of him and pulling your harness with the strap attached down to your feet, climbing next to him. “Love you mommy..” he slurred, his voice soft. “Love you too, Princess.”
HI HELLO THIS WAS RUSHED!! something i wrote while working on requests. ALSO SUBMIT UR REQUESTS!! I’m back in the hospital and need shit to do so I’m not bored i don’t really have any limits, but I’m not writing for scat or anything. this is a dark writing blog too, so don’t be afraid to give me your worst (as long as the reader is a dom).
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ASMO AND ME!! For our birthday, I’m hosting another NSFT alphabet! Below are the rules for requesting!
This is an 18+ event!
Reblog and like to participate!!
This event is for the male characters from Genshin, Obey Me, The Arcana, MysMes, and Legend of Zelda (Link only)!
Send an ask in one character and up to three letters. If you want to do more and no one else has done it by the end of the event, then and only then can you request more. (Try not to request the same letters as other people if possible)
This event is going on from May1sttoMay16th!!
This event will be tagged #abc2022!!
If you have any questions about what I write or who I write for, look here. If you have any other questions, please message me, comment, or send an ask!!
(for any of the kinks below, it’s just asking if they’d like it, would they do it, how often they’d do it, etc)
Look at the bottom to see what has been requested and done!
⊱ ────── {⋅. ♪ .⋅} ────── ⊰
a - anonymous sex (would they do it?)
b - breeding
c - choking
d - degradation
e - ejaculate (where do they like cumming?)
f - foreplay (what do they prefer to do? how long does it last?)
g - gangbang/group sex (would they do it?)
h - humiliation
i - impact play
j - just for fun (free card)
k - kissing (where do they like to kiss?)
l - lingerie (what kind of lingerie is their fav? do they prefer to wear it or when you do?)
m - masturbation (how often do they masturbate? mutual masturbation? how fast do they cum?)
n - nipple play
o - orgasm control
p - porn (what kind of porn do they like/watch? will they watch with you?)
q - quit (how long can they last? how many rounds will they go? what will make them stop?)
r - rope and bondage
s - squirting (do they like making you squirt?)
t - threesome (would they do it?)
u - unprotected sex
v - voyeurism/exhibitionism
w - wet dreams (do they have wet dreams? how often? of what?)
x - x marks the spot (where can you touch them that will make them cream on the spot? where makes them moan the loudest?)
y - yes (what will have them jumping your bones the fastest?)
z -zelophilia (arousal due to jealousy) (are they the jealous type? what makes them the most jealous? are they interested in jealous/angry sex?)
wowie i did not expect to wake up to this!!! 1000 followers??? what????? (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)
anywhore,in celebration of our incredible milestone,i have decided to host a little event!!!
i made a list of prompts for my lovely followers to choose from,so go ahead and send me a number and a character,and i will deliver!!! (i.e: 3 with lucifer and solomon)
ps. this also doubles as my continuation of kinktober that i never finished ( ‾ʖ̫‾)
✨smut prompts (for the 7 brothers +dateables!)✨
1)magic onahole
2)panty thief
3)edging
4)heat
5)aphrodisiac
6)oh no!! mc got cursed by a succubus!!
7)shibari
8)brat taming
9)thigh riding (woof woof bark)
10)dumbification
11)threesome
12)big/step brother au
13)breeding
14)marking
15)under the desk
16)voyeurism
17)bimbo!mc
18)crybaby!mc
19)drycaphillia
20)summoning au (where mc summons the brothers instead of going to the devildom)
30)camgirl!mc
31) virginity
!!promt list may update!!! send in fun ideas u guys have too,i’d love to add to the list!! (also plz like,,three corresponding prompts at a time plz (◕﹏◕✿))
cw: threesome,oral(f!receiving),mentions of degration
thinking about how…
belphie likes having you spread out,back to his chest with his legs hooked around yours to keep them open.
he’s got a gleeful smile in his face as he motions for his twin,the red head looking at you with a fierce hunger,all but drooling at the sight before him.
“i thought you might be hungry beel-“ belphie starts,running his fingers over your clit in quick little circles and watching your cute little hole clench around nothing.
“so why don’t you dig in?” he says it so nonchalantly,like he’s offering up a piece of candy or something,but beel obliges,mouthing at your cunt with lewd slurping noises and broad licks.
all the while belphie is relishing in the way you’re squirming in his lap,degrading words and little praiseshis lithe fingers never leaving your swollen little clit.
In which a spell gone wrong leaves poor m/c stuck in a wall…
cw: nsfw,minors dni. Slight dubcon,degradtion,one(1)spank
You weren’t very skilled when it came to magic. Sure,the ability had come somewhat naturally to you(you’re guessing it was because of your blood) but that didn’t mean you were any good at it.
You had told Solomon this multiple times as he handed you a quickly scribbled down spell in class,insisting that trying something like this would be near impossible. You already had a great deal of trouble with small spells,even with him helping you most of the time.
But he was persistent,assuring you that it was more than simple enough for you to cast on your own,and that it would really help you out in the long run.
So thats how you ended up in your current predicament.
He was right,the spell was relatively simple,a quick portal spell to help you move across short distances alot quicker.
Maybe you just drew the seal a little too small,you thought as you wiggled around,trying desperately to dislodge yourself from the hole that was wrapped tightly around your middle. “Or maybe it just closed too fast?”
You kept pondering what could have went wrong as you cursed yourself for drawing the magic circle so low on the wall. Your body was bent in an uncomfortable angle,bent at the waist with your feet just barely touching the ground.
You’re upper half was trapped staring at the piano in the music room,while your lower half was still back in your room,along with the spell you needed to get yourself out.
You wiggled around a little more before sighing. There was absolutely no way you were going to get out of this on your own.
You prepared yourself for the inevitable embarrassment as you mustered up the courage to yell out for help,but the sound of a doorknob wiggling abruptly stopped you.
Mammon
Mammon always loved this time of the day. Just after school,he knew his brothers would be too busy with homework or other stuff (like taking a a nap or raiding the fridge) to bother you,so that meant he had you all to himself!
He,of course didn’t care much if you were busy yourself,because you always indulged him regardless of whatever you had going on.
With a wide grin and a loud “hey hey hey” he swung open the door to your room,just barely stopping it from slamming into the wall (lest lucifer yell at him for slamming doors) before welcoming himself inside.
His eyes immediately went to the bed,expecting you to be huddled up there with school work or your DDD,but it was empty,much to his confusion.
“Ah! Mammon, is that you? Over here!” His eyes darted around the room in confusion as your muffled voice sounded out. He saw various pieces of chalk and a strange symbol scratched onto a piece of paper scattered on the floor,before his eyes finally landed on you.
Or rather your exposed bottom half.
Mammons eyes widened and his mouth went dry at the sight of your peach coloured panties only barely covering your ass.
Your skirt had completely ridden up,giving him the perfect view of your creamy tights rubbing together as you squirmed. He gulped as he felt his pants tighten at the sight,the sound of you pleading for his help falling on deaf ears.
“Mammon! A-are you listening? Can you please come to the music room with that spell on the ground? I-ah i cant get out.”
Mammon felt his cock twitch at the sounds you were making,biting his lip to suppress the groan what was threatening to escape his throat.
“Yeah yeah,gimme a sec.” He grunted,briefly looking behind him and shutting the door. He would much rather die than have any of his brothers see you like this. This was something only he was allowed to see.
Licking his lips, Mammon started walking towards you,stopping only inches away from your quivering legs. You wiggled a bit,sensing him behind you,suddenly feeling very aware of how close he was.
“T-the spell. Its over there on the ah!” You yelped as you felt a warm hand come to rest on your ass,thumb rubbing soft circles in your skin as a chuckle sounded out behind you.
once he gets over tue initial shock of seeing you in such a compromising position,he’d be so smug
this is a once in a lifetime opportunity right? His little M/C splayed out for him like this.
he’d start off by just rubbing you through your panties,taking in your little gasps and moans interrupting your protests.
but of course he wouldn’t keep teasing for long.
Mammon rubbed his skilled fingers over the growing wet spot on your panties,not missing the way your breath hitched as he pressed a little harder.
“M-mammon stop! Come on what if someone comes in?” He only grinned ,hooking his hingers into the waistband of your panties before slowly starting to pull them down.
“But look at how wet ya are M/C! What kinda demon would i be if i just left ya like this?” You could hear the smugness in his voice as he ran his fingertips over your wetness,soaking them thoroughly before pressing against your clit.
You couldn’t stop the moan from leaving your lips even if you wanted too,especially not with mammons skilled fingers moving to prod at your entrance.
“Awhh look at that! You’re dripping! So fuckin’ messy. Guess we dont need too much prep then huh?” He said slyly,suddenly pulling away from you.
In reality,he would have loved to keep teasing you till he had his fill,heck,he’d spend hours just eating you out right then and there if he could,but alas,the near painful strain of his hard cock in his jeans was becoming too much for him to handle.
You could only squirm as you heard him fiddle with his belt,trying very hard to get him to touch you again.
It wasn’t long before you felt the head of his cock pushing against you,only barely pushing inside your heat. He ran his tip over your folds,his precum mixing with your juices as he rubbed against your clit.
“Ma-mammon c’mon” you breathed out,again trying to push back against him
He scoffed,using his free hand to spread you open and watch as your hole clenched around nothing. “Just a second ago you were bout someone comin’ in,now you’re beggin for me? Doesn’t take much for you to turn into a messy lil whore huh?”
You could only whine at his harsh words,desperately struggling to move yourself backwards onto him. You’re movements were quickly stilled by a harsh slap to your ass,the sudden sting causing you to yelp.
“Be a good slut and stay still for me,then maybe I’ll give ya what you want”
Leviathan
Of course as soon as levi heard you were home from school he was going straight to your room.
He knew that if he wasn’t fast enough,Mammon would most likely steal your attention first and he couldn’t have that. He had already prepared a whole setup for the two of you to spend the afternoon gaming together,and he’d be damned if one of his brothers were to mess up his plans.
Levi practically sprinted to your room,excited to tell you about the new episode of your favourite sports anime that had just come out. Heck he was so excited that he was already ranting about it before opening the door.
“M/C you won’t BELIEVE how this season ended! They left us with a total cliffhanger! But on the bright side the two main characters finally-“
Levi fell silent as soon as he stepped into the room,the words dying in his throat as his eyes landed on the shape stuck in the wall.
“Levi? Oh thank goodness! My spell went wrong now im stuck. I told Solomon I couldn’t do it but he didn’t listen!. Could you maybe please…”
Leviathan couldn’t hear a single word you were saying,his attention solely fixed on the violet lace that just barely left anything to the imagination,perfectly showing off the shape of your ass.
Not only that,but you were still in your school uniform,which meant that your legs were still covered by your thigh high socks,the sight alone was enough to make Levi to throb.
Levi had many dreams similar to this before,so of course the next step would be obvious
He always made a point to read whatever lewd manga he could get his hands on,it was the only way he could obtain more dream scenarios.
Levi would not hesitate to start touching you right away,he’s been aching for this particular scene for so long after all.
“This can’t be real.” Levi gasped out,blinking hard asif to try and wake himself up. “Am i dreaming?” He muttered,slowly starting to walk closer to your form. “W-what? Hey c’mon Levi this is serious! I can’t get out!”
You squirmed a bit,causing your skirt to ride up higher and Levi couldn’t help but reach out to touch you.
You gasped at the feeling of his cold hand on your bare cheek,a dark blush spreading across your face. “This is like something straight out of a Doujin. This has to be a dream”
You heard Levi shuffle around behind you,your shameful excitement keeping you from saying anything. “Funny,I don’t remember falling asleep though”
Levi rubbed his large palm up your thigh,fingers only barely brushing against your heat. You prayed that he didn’t notice the subtle wet spot that was surely starting to form on your underwear by now. “Wow M/c.” You heard him groan,both of his hands coming up to firmly grip your ass,spreading your cheeks apart and watching your wetness stain the purple fabric.
“Even in my dreams,you’re so warm” you gasped softly at his actions,once again starting to squirm. “L-levi this isn’t a-Ah!”
Levi pressed his face into your crotch,inhaling deeply before sticking his tongue out to lap at your juices that soaked through. You heard him moan as he sucked on the fabric,the action causing you to press yourself closer to him.
He pulled away for a second,panting as he licked his lips. The flavour of you lingering on his tongue was enough to convince him that this was definitely not a dream,but stopping now when he was so far gone was definitely not an option anymore. Especially not with his cock straining against his underwear.
There was a short pause before Levi started pulling your panties down,his eyes following the long string of arousal that clung to the material.
You felt him shuffle behind you again,his hands leaving your ass and coming up to rest on your hips as soon as he pulled his sweats down,just enough to free his cock.
The sound you made was downright sinful as you felt him press against you,burying himself snuggly between your thighs.
“Wha-what are you doing?” You gasped out feeling shame wash over you as your wetness started dripping down your legs.
“Well,If this is a doujin,that means I’m the protagonist right? Obviously,Im just moving on to the next chapter”
Mc: It’s just…I haven’t shaved down there in a while… Beel/Solo:I eat starbursts stuck to the wrapper*Looks you straight in the eyes as he is thriving with your thighs squishing his head*Lay yo ass down
Mc: Barbie, here me out, okay?… The Kids(Luke and LilD’s…Diavolo too for Barbs) are at school…Hear me out Barb: Hmmm?*Smiles at their spouse as their head pops from under the counter kitchen* Mc: A 3-hour makeout session…*Gremlin grin* Barb:… Mc: Wait, I haven’t gotten to the best part! Plus, inappropriate vertical “Devil’s Tango” on the counter Barb*sighs and undoes his apron knot* Mc: …or not…*Pouts sadly* Barb:I never said no, My dear~* cracks his tail on the counter like a whip*
Summary:Lucifer had no problem keeping himself under control, until he met you.
Warnings:Corruption kink (i think thats it, lmao)
a/n: So the lovely @sevensins-stuff decided it would be haha funny to send me this ask. It influenced me to make this drabble/blurb/scenario???? I don’t know what this is really but I hope you enjoy! It’s my first smut piece so I hope it’s okay <3
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There was something in the way you looked at Lucifer when you were on your knees and waiting for his command that made him go feral.
You had been such a sweet little thing when he met you for the first time. When you arrived he was sure there had been a mistake and you were actually from the Celestial Realm. He hadn’t ever seen a human basically glow with kindness. You walked around all these demons without a care in the world because of your obliviousness. You were always thoughtful and kind to him and his brothers. You were nothing but good through and through.
And it drove him insane.
But not in the way it did with the second eldest, who frequently called you a goody two shoes. To be frank, it really turned him on.
nsfw - ‘sin’ blurb mini series - gn!reader - (had a bit of brainrot with this one)
As the greatest sorcerer in the world, Solomon is obviously well versed in performing spells, incantations, and the likes— including making potions. However, apparently even he can get distracted and make little mistakes, if your flushed face had anything to show for it. It was supposed to be a jointly-made potion of truth for class, but Solomon mixed up the herbs and now…it was an aphrodisiac. You’d drank a sample to test it, which left you as a flustered, irritated, mess. This was 100% Solomon’s fault, and you both knew that. So you weren’t shy at all when you pushed him back and crawled into his lap. You didn’t care that you were still in the classroom. He got you into this mess and he was gonna get you out of it. Though you had to admit, seeing his pink tinged cheeks as he stared at you in shock was thrilling. The gasp he let out when you started to bounce on his clothed lap like you were riding his cock was delicious; you wanted more. So you asked for it— begged for it. His name fell from your lips like a mantra and you knew you had him right where you wanted him when his hands gripped at your hips. Solomon’s brows were furrowed as he moved you against him, eyes darting from your blissed out face to your lips, opened in the perfect little ‘o’. Faintly, he recognized that the two of you could very easily get caught : school wasn’t even over, it was only lunchtime. But the sweet whimpers you let out filled his head like fog— he couldn’t just leave you like this, could he? Not when it was his fault. So he bounces you harder on his lap, hips bucking up every so often just to hear you moan a little louder. He switches to rocking you against the bulge straining against his pants when you let out a familiar gasp- you’re about to cum. So Solomon goads you on, begging and demanding you cum for him and, fucking hell, it’s such a pretty sight when you do. A pretty sight that leaves him panting in your ear with a sticky mess in his boxers.
nsfw(brief mention) - ‘sin’ blurb mini series - gn!reader
Simeon knew. He was there when the Great Celestial War broke out- he knew what happened. He knew Lilith was damned because she’d fallen in love with a human. He knew. Simeon knew he shouldn’t be feeling the way he does about you. He shouldn’t be blushing when you kiss his cheek as thanks, he shouldn’t be overly excited when he hears you’re coming over Purgatory Hall- he knew that. Simeon knew the way he held your hand in town meant something more than just ‘a friend wanting to keep you from getting lost in the crowd’. He knew the stars in your eyes when you saw his wings for the first time was more than just awe (he knew him showing you his wings in the first place was more than just trust between friends). The way your lips brushed against his before you both pulled away because Luke and Solomon had walked in— he knew that wasn’t what friends do. Simeon knew as he laid you down onto the bed, hovering over you in anticipation, that he was in love with you. He knew you knew when you uttered out those three words before your bodies connected in the most intimate way. He knew he didn’t regret a single thing as he laid beside you afterwards, evening out his breathing while you traced shapes onto his chest. He knew he was going to show you off from this day on— you were his. He knew that. You knew that. They would all know that.
Diavolo had friends, true friends, but he craved a different kind of companionship. So when you came along, a tiny human who seemed to not be afraid of anyone or anything, and started to joke around with him and not address him formally and invite him to outings even if you knew he wouldn’t be able to come, well..he fell quickly. And despite being a Prince- the Prince of his kingdom, he was desperate and he showed it. The inconspicuous tugs at your clothing was telling and despite being in the middle of a very formal ball where he was very much the ‘guest of honor’, he was desperate to leave, even just for a moment, just so he could get a piece of you. He usually ended up getting what he wanted, even if you were scolding him all the while : A random room in his castle is where you both ended up, on the floor, you on his lap. Diavolo was whining,begging you; not for anything specific, just for you- he wanted to feel you, your touch, your mouth- anything! He’d get down on his knees if he could but you started to grind down on his lap and he keened, molding into you. His mouth was opened in a pant and his cheeks flushed hearing you smugly tell him he’d get in deep trouble with Barbatos later. And he knew that, fuck he knew he’d get scolded for hours but his focus was on you and the way your brows were furrowed and the way you moaned quietly and suddenly his brain registered your earlier words and registered the way his butler’s name came out of your mouth while you were panting and now there’s a tugging sensation in his gut and he’s bucking up into you wildly; but he promises you’ll both be back at the party in 5 minutes, he swears, but you don’t believe him and neither does he.
Barbatos prides himself on being punctual, organized, skillful- all the things required of him to be Lord Diavolo’s butler. He never had any troubles going about his duties, no distractions (except maybe Diavolo himself), no stops that would avert him from his work. But then you came along and became close friends with all of them, though ‘close friends’ was the last thing on Barbatos’ mind when he thought of you. He thought of you all the time, actually. He wanted your entire being to be his. He needed you to belong to him; he needed to belong to you. And if he was honest, all the time you spent in his mind was getting rather irritating; he wanted the real thing. But luckily patience has always been his specialty, and with enough of it, he got you. The real you. You pressed against the wall, trapped under his body. Your hands in his hair, pulling and tugging. Your mouth against his, whispering moans like secrets and your tongue entangling with his in a dance he’s craved since you weaseled your way into his life and heart. This is what he’s wanted for fucking months now, so much so he almost forgot he was on duty. Almost. At the sound of his name, Barbatos straightens up and steps out into the walkway, polite smile back on his face and blush long gone. He’s an incredible actor and even you would be fooled if it weren’t for his tail keeping you pinned to the hidden side of the wall by your throat while the shorter forked end bullied its way into your mouth, controlling how loud your labored breaths came out. And the knowing side glance he sends your way is enough to set off a darker blush and prompt your hands to slide along his tail, gripping in a silent plea : choke me harder.
For once Belphie didn’t actually mean for his sharp tongue to get the best of him. He didn’t mean what he said, he fucking swears it, but he did say it and now you’re sitting in Beel’s lap- practically being swallowed up by Beel’s coat- and sharing Belphie’s favorite snack. He didn’t mean to be a dick, he swears, but that doesn’t stop the jealousy and anger bubbling in his chest even though he’s sure he absolutely deserves this. And he knows it doesn’t mean anything, you’re his, you’re only friends with Beel, but goddamnit you’re supposed to be wearing his jacket and be in his lap. As the youngest, he’s always gotten what he wanted, and he gets what he wants later that night : you in his lap being swallowed by his shirt, leaving him topless. But you’re not letting him touch you and you’re just barely grinding down on him and he swears- promises up and down- he didn’t mean what he said and he knows he’s getting what he deserves when you command him to cum as you lift yourself off his lap. And he swears that he’ll be good when you sit back down, promising to make you feel good, but for the rest of the night he’s sobbing into the pillow because you’re not touching him even though he’s cumming over and over again.
