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DIABOLIK LOVERS 潜血祭 -Dive to Blood- (Sakamaki)

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Obey Me S/C x Mukami brothers 9

Obey Me Side Characters x Mukami Brothers 9

So I felt super bad because Diavolo has feelings for Lucifer but he has no counterpart, and Asmodeus is the only brother who didn’t get paired with a vampire and it makes me so sad. Also I absolutely love the Mukami’s and I think Azusa is such a little cutie–but that’s getting off track! So anyway, I decided that I’d add the Mukami’s to the mix. If you’d like an analysis on why I picked the couples, feel free to ask. But this is just going to be just like the Obey Me brothers x Sakamaki brothers one-shot series thing.

Ships:

- Lord Diavolo x Ruki -Barbatos x Azusa -Simeon x Kou -Asmodeus x Yuma x Solomon

Just a short general rundown of the AU: All of the Sakamaki brothers have moved to the Devildom, have partners (as per my OM x DL crossover stories have already laid out) and the alliance between the three realms is coming together–the Human world having already accepted the alliance, and the celestial realm–and Shu mended bridges with Yuma and convinced him and the rest of his brothers to partake in the exchange program. The same rules apply to biting in this as in my other series of one-shots. I didn’t do an analysis on this one, but if you’re interested in that I can later.

Rating: NSFW Warnings: Size Kink, Anal Training, Sex Toys, Size Difference, Diavolo in his demon form, Overstimulation, Cumfilation (slight), Hyperspermia, Biting Kink. This is simply mindless self indulgence. 

Diavolo x Ruki

At first, Ruki had regarded Diavolo with respect, and then somewhat with pity because he watched him pine away for Lucifer. Ruki really didn't know what was so damn special about Reiji Sakamaki--or Lucifer for that matter. Lucifer was strong, but he was weaker than Diavolo. Reiji was weaker than both of them, but Ruki really couldn't comment on that because Reiji was somewhat stronger than him simply because he was born a vampire, and he was older than him. When he'd offered himself as a toy for Diavolo to take his sexual frustrations out on, he'd not intended... well, to be honest, he wasn't certain what he'd intended.

He wanted to say that he'd had some master plan and that he'd gain something from the agreement, but that wasn't the case. He'd not even considered asking for anything in return--he was horny, he hated the Sakamaki's and it wasn't like the Sakamaki's didn't hate him just as much, his brothers were a no go, and Diavolo seemed just as in need as him. It just made sense, and because Ruki looked somewhat like Lucifer, it wasn't a bad thing for Diavolo. But... now it felt different. And he was conflicted about it.

He had all but confessed to Diavolo while he was drunk, and their relationship had admittedly changed. He was acting as a secretary of sorts--which Ruki figured was just Diavolo's way of being able to fuck him easily during office hours without raising suspicion--and Diavolo seemed to cling onto him even harder after he'd gone to tutor the demon from one of his classes. He wasn't actually bothered by Diavolo being possessive, he was the same way so he couldn't say anything about it. He also wasn't upset that Diavolo was easily jealous--it was just something that Diavolo was. It was probably because of Lucifer, if he were being honest. He found it somewhat cute that Diavolo could be jealous of someone a quarter of his size.

Diavolo flashing demon eyes at every male student that lingered a little too close to him for a little too long was incredibly arousing, actually. Unfortunately Diavolo was more forgiving with the demoness's and the succubus's, and one had implanted a thought in his head that he couldn't get out of it. She was just talking to him in a kind way, she wasn't being aggressive or rude she just offhandedly mentioned how big Diavolo's demon size was. Ruki had commented something like: yeah, he's really large. She had explained that his demon form was a different size than his human form and it was stuck right in the front of his head.

Diavolo was already pretty sizable, so when Ruki had found out that his demon form was bigger, he was... undeniably curious. He liked to research and study, and found Diavolo in particular interesting because of his aura. His presence takes up space, his strength and size, his reactions to teasing, the way he always loses himself in passion as if he were a teenager and not a demon prince of fuck only knows how old. It was somewhat endearing how easily Ruki could push his buttons and get him ready to burst with minimal effort but that was getting away from the topic.

He wanted to know how big Diavolo's demon form really was. He was sleeping with him, right? He shouldn't be barred from asking. But it was embarrassing. How much bigger could he really get? Ruki already felt somewhat like an arm rest when standing beside Diavolo, so he could only imagine how small he'd be in comparison to a much larger demon form. He'd seen demons turn into their demon forms before, and a lot of them were pretty similar to their human bodies, so he'd not even thought about it--but now, he couldn't help it.

"Ruki, is there something on your mind?" Diavolo asked curiously, and Ruki looked up at him curiously from the stack of papers he was stamping with Diavolo's signature. "You seem rather distracted." He said, and Ruki sat the stamper down and crossed his arms a bit and tilted his head curiously.

"I'm not distracted, per se." He denied, smirking a bit as he looked over Diavolo. "I was wondering though, is it hard for you to control your demon form?" Ruki asked inquisitively, and Diavolo raised an eyebrow, an odd look passing through his eyes that Ruki couldn't really distinguish.

"Sometimes. I thought you might've noticed my slip a few nights ago. I caught it before--" Ruki's eyes widened a bit and he blushed, lowering his eyes a little bit before he cleared his throat and cut Diavolo off.

"Your slip?" Ruki asked, sounding somewhat nervous. Diavolo frowned a bit.

"Well, yeah. Sometimes when I get jealous, it can be hard to hold back more so than usual." Diavolo admitted sheepishly. "I was about to fuck you when I realized I'd slipped into my demon form--"

"I didn't know that happened." Ruki said, feeling slightly embarrassed he'd never noticed. "I just thought you might have a hard time controlling it in bed. I know that when we're having sex, it's hard for me not to bite you. I have to think about it to prevent it, so I wondered if you had a hard time too." Ruki said.

"Oh," Diavolo said, and blew out a breath he'd been holding. He'd fully expected a lecture, but Ruki just seemed thoughtful. "You don't have to do that, if you don't mind keeping the bite marks where they can't be seen." Diavolo said, and Ruki's face heated up even more somehow. He wasn't usually easily embarrassed, so Diavolo couldn't help but be curious. What was bringing this on?

"Can I see your demon form?" He asked, and Diavolo blinked for a moment, surprise evident on his face before he nodded. Diavolo hadn't been expecting the curiosity, but he wouldn't be upset with it either--he was going to be going into a rut soon, his would be shortly after Belphie's, give or take three months and when he was in a rut he'd not be able to control his demon form at all. His ruts were long and unending, and he'd thought about asking Ruki to help him with it--but he couldn't do that if Ruki couldn't take his length in demon form. The first step to that was letting Ruki see him. Diavolo stood up and walked around his desk to stand over to the side.

As Diavolo shifted, Ruki watched in fascination as his size got bigger. His eyes widened, realizing that he had to be at least a foot taller, and much buffer. His already very present muscles were even more pronounced, his eyes seemed to glow in the dimly lit home office they were tucked away in. "Wow," Ruki murmured, standing up and walking towards him. Diavolo could feel the power coursing through him unrestrained, and it made him feel a little drunk. It was always the first couple of minutes after changing that everything is a headrush--it'd settle eventually, he just had to let it get there.

When his fingers hit Diavolo's muscled arm, he let out a quiet gasp. "You're warm." Ruki murmured, seemingly dazed. His icy blue eyes ran over Diavolo, curious and inquisitive. Ruki blinked a few times as he studied Diavolo, eyes widening as he felt the power radiating through the air. He wasn't expecting this much of a change. It was impressive, but startling none the less. Not only was his body bigger, Ruki could feel the power radiating off of him. He felt small and weak in front of him, but... he sort of liked it.

Diavolo stood there, letting Ruki examine him with curiosity. He couldn't help but watch Ruki, examining his reactions almost as much as Ruki was examining his demon form. He looked so small in front of him, undeniably adorable. He knew he couldn't be swept away with lust, so he swallowed down a lump that'd formed in his throat and flexed his fingers a bit to distract himself. That only brought his attention to how big his hands were in comparison to Ruki.

Ruki's arm reached up and he cautiously ran his finger along the tip of Diavolo's horn. Diavolo sucked in a deep breath as he shivered a little bit, desire running through him. Diavolo reached out and put his hand down on Ruki's lower back, pulling him forward. Diavolo's hand gently urged him closer until he found himself chest to chest, pressing firmly against Diavolo. Diavolo's large hand gently cradled his cheek, tilting his head back so that he would meet his eyes. The power that was coursing through him was sedated, but with the sedation, it brought a whole different fixation.

He picked up Ruki by the waist, easily lifting him off the castle floor and rested his hands on his ass to bring him closer to his chest. He carefully nuzzled against Ruki's cheek with his nose, making Ruki giggle softly and ran his fingers through Diavolo's hair. "You're so big." Ruki said softly, and Diavolo nodded a little bit. "Is... everything so big?" He asked, more curious than frightened, if Diavolo wasn't mistaken. That was relieving.

"Yes, actually." Diavolo admitted. "But, I think you could take it. You're rather skilled, aren't you?" Ruki blushed brightly and scoffed a little, trying to put a look of distaste on his face.

"Flattery will get you no where." Ruki said, unable to help the morbid sense of curiosity brewing inside of him. Surely he couldn't. It was impossible, right? "I don't even have to look to know it wouldn't fit." He said, and Diavolo smirked a little, his hands squeezing Ruki's ass a little.

"Well, you're probably right. For now. There are ways to make it fit, though." Diavolo's words practically had him trembling. He really needed to get a handle on his addiction to playing with fire, it always came back to bite him in the ass.

- * -

The Demon prince was a real nuisance sometimes, Ruki thought heatedly as he found himself almost falling backwards while walking up the stairs of RAD. Diavolo was right behind him and caught him before he could fall and hurt himself, but his loss of balance alerted not only Lucifer, but Reiji as well. Lucifer looked concerned, Reiji looked confused. Vampires were graceful, they could fall and such, but typically it wasn't from the typical things that tripped up humans or demons. They had to have a reason to fall, basically, and while he was walking up stairs there was nothing that should've prompted his misstep.

"Are you alright?" Reiji asked, his eyebrows furrowing as he looked over Ruki skeptically. Ruki had to really strain not to blush, it was almost painful. He had no idea what to say.

"He's alright," Diavolo answered easily with a little grin pulling up the corners of his lips. "We were just up very late last night doing last minute paperwork." Barbatos's face stayed pretty flat, but there was a questioning look in his eyes as he observed Diavolo. Diavolo didn't really give him--or anyone else much more of an explanation though.

"If you were so listless you should've stayed home." Reiji said, as if he were one to lecture someone about overworking themselves. Ruki couldn't help but scoff and cross his arms over his chest, glaring at the annoying vampire in front of him. Shifting brought his attention once again to the toy inside of him and he almost shivered. Fuck.

"I'm fine, Sakamaki." Ruki said, trying to keep his voice steady. "I'm not listless, I just missed a step." He didn't miss the glimmer of amusement in Diavolo's eyes as he scolded Reiji. Damn bastard, Ruki seethed, shifting his weight a little. I'm gonna get him back for this I swear.

No one really looked convinced, but they dropped it anyway and everyone started back walking and talking. Ruki tugged at the collar of his shirt, his eyes sliding closed as relief coursed through him. This was harder than expected. He had walked around with toys inside of him before but... this was different. Bigger, harder to ignore than the usual plug he used. He sucked in a deep breath and his eyes snapped open when he felt Diavolo's hand gripping his ass and pushed against the base of the toy buried inside of him.

"Asshat," Ruki hissed quietly, and Diavolo chuckled before he let go of Ruki's ass. This insufferable asshole! His torture had started the day after viewing Diavolo's demon form. He really hadn't been sure that Diavolo's request could be achieved at first, but it hadn't really taken him long to be proven incorrect.

Each night after that, Diavolo had taken to pulling him into his room--not Ruki's room, where they usually met, but Diavolo's room--and took his sweet time playing with him. Well, really, he was stretching him. Leaving him absolutely stuffed full, and being stretched just a bit more every night. The first plug was just a bit bigger than the one that Ruki had for himself, so it was small enough it didn't bother him and he was able to sleep with it inside of him.

When he'd woken up the next morning and Diavolo had pulled it out he was genuinely surprised at how Diavolo was easily able to slip three fingers into him. He had been fucked so easily that Ruki had been concerned he was going to melt because it just felt so good. No pain at all had come from Diavolo's entrance, which made Ruki absolutely destroyed. It was too good, but since then...

The 'small' plug had turned into a bigger one that Diavolo had him wear when he wasn't sleeping. It was impossible for him to completely keep the blush off his face as he walked around RAD and helped Diavolo with his work. Even if no one else knew that there was a toy filling him up, he knew it and it was enough to have him feeling heated. He was worried that someone would notice, or that he wouldn't be able to control himself and end up getting hard in a really inconvenient place with a toy keeping him stretched.

The third plug was a lot bigger and longer. It wasn't as long as Diavolo cock, but it was longer than the other plugs he'd been using. It not only kept him stretched open, but it also filled him up and made it absolutely impossible to ignore. When he was sitting, he had to put actual effort in to not squirm around as the toy brushed against his prostate. He was desperate and almost wanted to give in and ride the toy against the chair while Diavolo smirked at him with that blasted smug look on his face. The sensation infuriating and his attitude was so fucking hot--Ruki didn’t know how to counter it.

It was fantastic but overwhelming and the frequency of toy changes really made Ruki weak. They were constantly different--shapes and sizes--and some Diavolo wanted him to sleep with inside of him while other ones he had to wear while trying to work and attend classes. Even when he was in meetings with Diavolo, or in classes the thick toys were always filling him up, making him soft and pliant, forcing him to concentrate on both his task and not giving into the pleasure that he was desperate to feel.

The worst part was that Diavolo wasn't fucking him! He'd make him cum over and over with the different toys, he'll even go so far as to let Ruki suck him only for him to push just the tip of his cock inside of him to leave him full of cum. He seemed to find a lot of amusement in watching Ruki slowly descend into desperation, a wreck of desire and need. Every new toy came with more teasing, more deliciously painful torture that Ruki was fully angry to admit he really liked.

Truthfully, the whole thing had Ruki more than just a little heated. He wasn't angry, despite being vocally hostile--the truth was he just wanted Diavolo to fuck him. He was desperate, but at the same time he somewhat didn't want it to stop either. He quite liked being on the brink of shattering. Ahh... he really needs to get over his fascination with fire.

- * -

He was fucking desperate. He'd been stuffed so full all day and upon removing the toy, he was left with his hole twitching and gaping, begging to be fucked. "P-Please," Ruki cried, rocking his hips back towards Diavolo. "I need--" He couldn't form a whole sentence, not with his body burning from the inside out. He felt so empty, too empty. He needed something inside of him, preferably Diavolo. Ruki missed the feeling of Diavolo’s heat sinking into him a lot. He just wanted to drown himself in Diavolo’s warmth, but Diavolo wasn’t letting him.

"How cute," Diavolo mused as those golden eyes flickered over his body, watching as Ruki squirmed around on the bed. He looked rather beautiful, face flushed with desire, tears trekking down his pale cheeks while icy blue eyes pleadingly stared up at him. Those eyes, usually distant and blank, held burning desire that threatened to melt the iciness of his eyes. "You're so desperate aren't you?"

Past the point of shame, Ruki just nodded with a whimper. Diavolo couldn't help the smug sense of satisfaction at the look in Ruki's eyes. He was far too adorable with those light eyes and flushed skin. He looked so sweet and innocent almost, desperate for attention and it was appealing to the sadist in Diavolo a little more than he’d anticipated. "P-Please, I-I need... I-I need you," Ruki whined, his voice shaking a bit as he trembled below him. "I-I can't... please," He begged.

"I'll fuck you as much as you want when we're done training you I promise," Diavolo said, and Ruki let out a whine in response, his lower lip trembling a little. Diavolo knew he was playing a dangerous game, Ruki wasn’t one for patience. But it was so hard to contain himself, especially as he watched Ruki get more and more depraved as the days passed. 

"P-Please, just..." Ruki whimpered, and Diavolo smirked down at him. Truthfully, he was having more than just fun watching Ruki squirm and beg him for sex. It turned him on to no end knowing Ruki wanted him and only him when he was turned on like this. He loved having power, especially over Ruki. Seeing his composure break to pieces and his reason shatter was arousing, and knowing that Ruki was giving him that power... it was intoxicating. 

"You are so cute like this," Diavolo teased him, leaning his body over him so that he was being pinned down to the bed. Ruki shivered, his eyes hooded slightly as he whined and pushed up into Diavolo's abdomen. "What do you want so much, hmm?" Diavolo taunted playfully, letting his erection lay beside Ruki's. Ruki jerked his hips up into the touch, a gasp falling off his lips.

"A-As if you don't already know," Ruki said petulantly, his cheeks a light flushed color as he looked up into Diavolo's eyes. Even as desperate as he was, there was still his usual sassiness that'd always bleed through, and Diavolo loved that.

"I do know. But, I'm not going to fuck you tonight, Ruki. At least, not with my dick." Diavolo said, grabbing a new toy out of the nightstand drawer, still in the packaging. Ruki whined and pouted, his light blue eyes full of lust and need. He looked almost personally scandalized and Diavolo found it adorable how compliant he was being despite his desperation.

"I'm gonna die!" Ruki whined dramatically as Diavolo opened the packaging and grabbed the lube. Diavolo smirked a little as he lubed up the toy and pushed it into place. Unable to help it, Ruki arched up and moaned desperately, wiggling his hips up and down to stimulate his prostate. He was too desperate to complain, even if the toy was cold and far too unrealistic for his tastes. Even if the dildo wasn’t warm enough, wasn’t hard enough--he could make do. He couldn’t lie... Despite being annoyed as hell, Diavolo being so stern with him had him feeling things.

"Well we can't have that, can we?" Diavolo said, gripping down into his hips. Diavolo used the grip on his hips to move them so that Ruki was on top of him, the base of the plug resting against Diavolo's pelvis. Ruki whimpered, his thighs trembling a little as the toy was push even further inside of him. "Go ahead and bite me." Diavolo said, a little smirk on his face as he brushed the hair out of Ruki's eyes. Ruki's eyes widened a bit.

"S-Seriously?" He asked, completely shocked that Diavolo would let him do something like that. "You're not joking?" Diavolo didn't look like he was joking. Despite the smirk, his demeaner wasn't one of someone who was teasing. Diavolo nodded his head, cupping the back of his head and led his head down to his shoulder.

"Only where no one will see." Diavolo said, and Ruki nodded, a little excited. He'd never thought he'd drink Diavolo's blood. At first it hadn't really smelt like... food... but somewhere along the lines of their relationship that scent had began to make him curious. He carefully selected a spot on his shoulder and sank his teeth into him.

Diavolo's blood hit his tongue and sent an electric current through him, his entire body heated up almost immediately. It felt like every molecule of his body was vibrating, just below the surface of his skin. Strength, or perhaps power surging through him in waves that left him a little unsteady. It was so good, it tasted perfect, too good. Ruki whimpered into the bite, his body shaking a little as he wiggled around in Diavolo's lap. His cock was painfully hard between them, and Diavolo's hand came up and wrapped around it.

Ruki groaned into the bite, his eyes rolling back into his head as he came almost immediately. Ruki's cum splashed up and hit his chest and Diavolo's, but when his orgasm was over, his entire body fell limp on top of Diavolo's.

"Fuck." He rasped, blinking his eyes as he stared out at the window, his enhanced vision even more enhanced than usual. He felt full, powerful, unstoppable even. Despite that, he found himself dozing off on Diavolo's chest almost automatically. With the unquenchable lust and power surging through him, he was surprised he could sleep but he had no trouble at all.

- * -

Ruki woke up with a moan as he shifted and the plug inside of him rammed against his prostate. His insides twitched around the plug, and he found himself squirming around on the bed, rocking on the toy while the lubrication and cum inside of him kept his body soft and pliant. He moaned again and tried to push the toy in deeper with the bed, but the base stopped it. He let out a pitiful whimper and rolled over onto his stomach, pushing his ass up in the air.

He was beyond embarrassed to admit it, but he couldn't help but rock his hips back and forth as he fought the urge to reach behind him and play with the toy himself. He wasn't allowed to, but he was desperate. His hole was twitching and squeezing around the toy, and he was on the brink of collapse. He needed Diavolo. Fuck, he needed him.

He nuzzled at Diavolo's hand, wide icy blue eyes pleadingly staring at him as he tried to wait for Diavolo to wake up. He tried, he did, but his body was burning and he wasn’t allowed to touch himself. Diavolo had told him not to, that he could get him whenever he needed help... So he whimpered and nuzzled into his hand again his body burning with desire. Diavolo's golden eyes opened, for a moment a hazy smile crossed his face and his hand gently carded through Ruki's hair. Ruki was also embarrassed to admit that he eagerly pushed into the caress and blushed. Diavolo's eyes then trailed down Ruki's body and he found himself trembling under the attention.

"You're eager for attention today." Diavolo teased as he wrapped his arms around Ruki and pulled him over onto his chest. His nose gently ran along his temple, lips brushing a kiss to it before he gripped the base of the toy and started thrusting it into him roughly. Ruki moaned in relief and nodded his head desperately. He was overly sensitive, his body felt so tender and soft that just light touches had him squirming around until his hole felt achingly empty and his entire body craved for more.

Diavolo was intoxicating, the power that he emanated made Ruki feel somewhat drunk, honestly. He loved how strong and powerful Diavolo was, but more so, he felt special because Diavolo picked him. Sure he’d made the offer, but Diavolo hadn’t turned him down. Ruki knew that Diavolo wouldn’t have accepted the offer from just anyone, though he wasn’t sure what led him to agree... he didn’t really care because in the end he got Diavolo.

He was a sloppy moaning mess as soon as Diavolo started touching him and it took no time at all for him to be rutting against Diavolo's side while he fucked him with the toy. It was as satisfying as a toy could be, but Ruki craved Diavolo. His body, his scent, his blood, everything. He wanted him, more and more each passing day. He was getting attached more than he already was.

Thanks to the frequent lust inhibiting his ability to hide from his own emotions, he was really beginning to come to the realization that he liked Diavolo. It wasn't just him being lustful, or even acting as a sacrifice so that Diavolo could get over Lucifer. No, it was some deep seeded need inside of him that craved every part of Diavolo, even the parts he didn't like. It was annoying, but he couldn't even be angry at it. He just wanted Diavolo closer, he wanted him fully. 

"Dia..." Ruki murmured softly, his head resting on Diavolo's shoulder. He was still fuzzy from his orgasm, Diavolo's warmth was seeping into him and he felt comfortable. Diavolo's hand was on his hip now, the toy having been settled inside of him once again leaving him full. He couldn't complain, not anymore.

It was the new normal for him, and while he'd often worn a plug around RAD before this was different because these plugs--they felt good inside of him. More than that plug ever had. He had wondered over why, but it seemed pretty self explanatory. He had been wearing them before out of convenience, but Diavolo had personally picked these toys--and he put them in him, told him when to wear them and when not to... it was something about Diavolo’s power over him, he was sure. 

But... He was more uncomfortable when there wasn't something filling him up. Every time Diavolo left him empty, he'd find himself in bathrooms or abandoned classrooms, or even in Diavolo's office, reaching between his legs and pushing his fingers into himself until he was satisfied. He wasn't annoyed at being filled anymore, he needed it, wanted it more and more each day. And Diavolo had been thrilled to no end when he'd started requesting new plugs when he'd gotten used to the one before it.

"Yes, Ruki?" Diavolo responded, and Ruki shook his head and blushed. He was too embarrassed. "Are you thirsty," Diavolo offered, his larger hand easily maneuvering him to where his face was in front of his shoulder. Ruki’s eyes widened in surprise. He didn’t know if he’d ever get used to Diavolo offering him his blood readily--but he couldn’t deny it made him feel close to Diavolo. 

"Thank you." Ruki murmured quietly, biting down into Diavolo shoulder. Diavolo smiled a little, his hand beginning to gently run down Ruki's lower back. It was almost time, Diavolo knew. He needed to get inside of Ruki at least once before his rut hit. He may not be able to talk to him about it this time, he may have to lock himself up in his fathers study for a few weeks to avoid Ruki. He couldn't be sure, not until he talked to Ruki, but he needed Ruki to know for sure it was possible first.

- * -

The final toy, Diavolo mused, as he watched Ruki out of the corner of his eye. Ruki looked somewhat calm on the exterior, but Diavolo had become pretty accustomed to Ruki's expressions at this point. He knew there was a fire burning under his skin, could see it in the way his eyes kept staring at him with almost a longing look in them. He looked cutely flushed, his fingers picking at anything and everything to try to distract himself. He almost looked pitiful, with that longing and dazed look in his eyes, and Diavolo couldn't help his excitement.

The toy inside of Ruki was the largest plug Diavolo had bought him. It was long--far too long, and far too thick. Thick enough that he didn't have a hope of ignoring the friction created inside of him with each movement of his body. He could barely focus on the meeting they were in, his eyes unable to leave Diavolo's. It took all the strength in his body not to grind down against the toy that was being pushed even more firmly inside of him thanks to the chair he was sitting in. Every time he tried to get comfortable, or had to get something for Diavolo all he could do was bite back his whimpers.

The toy reminded him of how full he was with each step he took or each slight change in position in his chair and it kept him on the edge. It kept him simmering, his entire body craving to get bent over and pounded into until he was a sobbing, cum covered mess. He had been having a hard time tearing his eyes away from Diavolo’s body, imagining all the things he could do to him if he’d just stop toying with him. He was past the point of desperate, his entire body was aching for him. 

Each lingering gaze he passed Diavolo went ignored every other day, but today Diavolo's eyes were following him like he were the one refusing sex. He couldn't help but shift around in his chair and tug on his collar with a whine. He wanted to be fucked. He could barely stand being still anymore. The toy inside of him was rubbing directly against his prostate, pushing as deeply inside of him as possible and he could barely think. He was so horny, his entire body was yearning for Diavolo. His eyes met Diavolo’s and he whimpered, blushing a bit.

“Come here,” Diavolo called, and Ruki nodded and stood up, walking over to his desk. Diavolo’s warm hand wrapped around his wrist and pulled him down into his lap, settling him easily and wrapped his arm around his waist. “If you’re good today and look at me really pretty, I’ll fuck you tonight.” Diavolo whispered into his ear, warm breath ghosting over his skin. Ruki put on the prettiest face he could muster and nodded. He could do that, he could behave until they got home... he hoped.  - - -  The castle seemed almost void of life as Diavolo led him to his bedroom. Ruki couldn’t even hear Barbatos or Azusa anywhere, and he momentarily wondered if Diavolo had prepared ahead for this. He was relieved that Diavolo was finally going to give him what he wanted, however. He didn’t want to risk being interrupted, so he figured it’d be best if Diavolo had prepared ahead. When they passed his bedroom and headed on down the hallway, Ruki was confused. 

“I don’t want to break the bed.” Diavolo murmured, and Ruki nodded. He could definitely understand why that’d be an issue, but where would they have sex otherwise? He’d gone past his office already, and Ruki had never been to this side of the castle since he’d been given the original tour by Barbatos. Diavolo stopped outside of the door of a room that Ruki hadn’t seen before and pushed open the door, flicking on the light before offering to let Ruki in first. He looked around the room, his eyebrows drawing together. 

“I’m more than certain this was supposed to be a study,” He murmured, his eyes glancing around the room curiously. Diavolo would have preferred to do this in his bed where they were comfortable, but he wanted to test out his own strength while in a slightly more controlled headspace. He had bought a bed and put it into the room, along with some furniture just to keep it from being empty. He’d had the room stocked with sheets and blankets, pillows, lubrications, and different sex toys. This was the room he’d spend his rut in--with or without Ruki, either way so he wanted it to be comfortable. There was a bathroom in the room as well, which was why he’d picked this room in particular. His room also had a bathroom, but this room was farther away from the commons room of the castle and he didn’t want to be too close to everyone else while in a rut. 

“It was, but now it’s not.” Diavolo said easily, slipping the door shut behind him. Ruki didn’t really care, he truly believed that he’d do it on the ground even if it was dirty and cold without complaint. He was far too horny and far too needy, he was willing to take everything Diavolo gave him. His willingness to comply led to him being easily positioned on the bed with a pillow beneath his chest, arms wrapped around it tightly while Diavolo fucked him with the large plug holding him open. Ruki could do nothing but cling onto the pillow desperately as he tried and failed to hold in his moans. 

It didn’t take Diavolo long to get bored of playing with the toy, so he slowly pulled it out, Ruki’s whimpers and moans filling up the silence in the room. When the head of the toy slipped out Ruki moaned and shuddered, his arms clenching around the pillow. 

His hole was stretched enough that it remained open even after the toy was no longer inside of him, and it had Ruki squirming around and arching, unsure how to get rid of the itch that was spreading through him, urging him to find some sort of friction or just anything to fill him up once again. He was far too empty, he didn’t like it, and he whined while Diavolo chuckled. The audacity, Ruki wanted to growl, but he couldn’t--not when he was so close and he needed it so much. He’d definitely get the spoiled prince back for this one, he just hadn’t figured out how to yet. 

“Are you ready, Ruki?” Diavolo asked, and Ruki nodded. He had been so distracted by his body’s reactions that he hadn’t noticed Diavolo shifting or lubing himself up, so when Diavolo put his hand on his waist he gasped. The other hand gripped into his ass, fingers gripping right near his stretched hole, spreading him open. Diavolo was so hot--like fire, and each touch warmed Ruki’s cold body a little bit too quickly. “I’m going to fuck you so hard now, Ruki, until you’re crying and begging.” Diavolo growled into his ear, and Ruki moaned.

Ruki loved the way Diavolo’s voice sounded, and he admittedly was shivering and squirming with desire as he was unable to ignore the sadistic words murmured into his ear. He’d waited so long for this, it’d been weeks and Diavolo hadn’t been this close to fucking him since they’d started preparing him. The toys had driven him insane, kept him stuffed full until he couldn’t go a day without them, but now he needed Diavolo. He’d been craving him for so long, it didn’t matter what form he took or how he took him, he just needed him. 

Ruki whined and squirmed around beneath Diavolo, wriggling his ass desperately back--seeking Diavolo’s length. “D-Dia...” He whined, his voice so needy and weak that he almost sounded pouty. His vision was unfixed and his bottom lip trembled. He looked so docile with with his hooded icy blue eyes pleading with Diavolo over his shoulder, body already soft and pliant, begging to be fucked silently. “Pl-Please d-don’t stop,” Ruki pleaded.

Ruki moaned when the head of Diavolo’s cock rub against his hole. It was so bog, still bigger than the toy that Diavolo had used on him. But it was fine. He could feel it stretching his insides around the head, and lube he’d not realized Diavolo had put on was making his hole easily accept it as his length slowly pushed it’s way inside of him. It was agonizingly slow, and Ruki’s eyes went wide when Diavolo’s head finally pushed inside of him. It stretched him out to the point that his mind went completely blank. The noises leaving his lips were gasps and moans that got stuck in the back of his throat.

It was so big, so much bigger than he’d been able to fathom or expect. His soft insides were quickly warming up with Diavolo pushing inside of him, filling him to point he could feel it against his stomach. It was so much, it was so big, and not even half of it was even inside of him! Ruki let out a choking noise as one of Diavolo’s large hands wrapped around his throat and pulled him back against his chest, his knees settling on Diavolo’s thighs. Ruki thought he might be tearing up, but maybe he wasn’t he truthfully couldn’t tell. His eyes couldn’t decide whether or not they wanted to open or close, and instead his eyelids just trembled somewhere in between. He couldn’t focus his eyes and his lips were parted as weak moans and whimpers fell from between them.

Diavolo was holding him by the throat, but the grip wasn’t tight to where he was choking him, simply using it to hold him still while his other hand gripped around his waist. As soon as the hand around his waist gained purchase, Diavolo pushed Ruki’s body down farther onto his cock. Ruki screamed, his eyes slamming shut as everything fizzled away around him. Diavolo was finally inside of him, filing him up to the point he couldn’t think. He could feel it pushing against his stomach, even more so than usual and it had him practically sobbing in pleasure. He could feel everything, everything so well--too well, it was indescribable and had his body jerking and twitching nonstop.

He couldn’t breathe, it felt too good. Diavolo was so warm, so deep that it felt like he was melting. Fuck, he couldn’t think. He had to be crying, couldn’t hear himself but he knew he had to be moaning. His insides were spasming around Diavolo and it had him whimpering and moaning in pleasure, his eyes rolling back. Diavolo hadn’t even moved yet, he realized vaguely. He had thought Diavolo’s human size was large, but... this was so big. 

“You look like such a little mess right now,” Diavolo said into his ear, a huskiness in his tone that had Ruki practically vibrating in his lap. “You’re even drooling. Does my cock feel that good?” Diavolo asked, and Ruki whimpered his agreement, unable to figure out how to vocally respond. He couldn’t nod because of how big Diavolo’s hand was on his throat. “I knew you could do it.” His words made Ruki feel even warmer than the cock stuffing him full did. He couldn’t help but whine. Diavolo huffed out a chuckle, and lifted Ruki up only to drop him back down onto his cock. Ruki moaned, as every movement of Diavolo’s length made Ruki’s insides give to him, and the friction had his body jerking involuntarily and his head falling back against Diavolo. 

Diavolo slowly started to move his body and fuck him, with shallow thrusts so as to gradually work him up. Ruki let out a moan, his muscles feeling somewhat like jelly as he let Diavolo set the pace. Even if it was so slow it was driving him delirious, it still felt too good to complain. Or rather, try to complain, he wasn’t certain he could work his tongue currently. 

“Next time I’m going to make sure to have a mirror in here so you can see how beautiful look you like this.” Diavolo’s voice was deep as he spoke, the desire lacing through it showed his urgency to fuck him harder, to do more. Ruki wanted that, why was he being so slow? Vaguely, it occurred to him that he probably had to do it this way at first, but that didn’t mean Ruki could comprehend it in the moment. “You’re twitching around me so much, Ruki, just begging to be fucked.” Ruki moaned, the slow and shallow pace making him tremble. He wanted more. “You’re so stretched, I’m going to have to fuck you like this every time now, if you want to feel anything that is.” Diavolo teased.

Ruki let out a whimper, his body screaming for more. He wanted more, need it, needed to be fucked. It was so good, too good... why hadn’t he been fucked like this before? Diavolo was holding out on him. With Diavolo’s full length buried inside of him, all he could think about was that cock fucking him and filling him. He loved this, craved it for weeks. His enhanced vision was rendered useless as it went blank every time Diavolo pushed deep inside of him. He couldn’t help the shudders that wrecked his body as Diavolo claimed him. He was so full, but it wasn’t enough, he wanted more.

Diavolo had been bullying him with the toys for weeks, and Ruki wanted to be used and bullied like he’d been with all the toys. It had felt so good, even if he hated being denied Diavolo’s length and warmth. Diavolo’s hand released his neck, and moved his wrist up in front of Ruki. “Drink,” He commanded, his voice rough and demanding. Ruki whimpered and followed the instructions, confused but willing regardless. The moment his teeth sank into Diavolo’s wrist, Diavolo hissed behind him, and blood filled his mouth. Power surged through him like electricity, and his body clenched down around Diavolo’s length inside of him.

It felt so much bigger, so big. He choked for a moment, but didn’t let go of the bite as tears slid down his cheeks. He thrashed about with pleasure while the electric current kept bouncing through his veins. It was a headrush, adrenaline and pleasure blurring together. Diavolo felt so much bigger, too much bigger, but he didn’t want it to stop.

Ruki’s thighs trembled and his eyes rolled back while he moaned into the bite. He was sure he was drooling, but he couldn’t care less. When Ruki bit Diavolo, Diavolo started fucking him harder, forcing his thick cock in and out of his hole. It was hard and insistent, bullying his hole into opening and softening until there was no resistance at all from his insides. He pulled away from Diavolo’s wrist with a gasp, the power zinging through his body giving him enough strength to grip onto Diavolo’s knees. 

That power, the intoxication that came from it, left Ruki clenching around Diavolo’s way too big cock. It was filling him to the brim with each thrust, owning him inside and out, and Ruki loved it. The thing was that Ruki loved power, strength was admirable after all. He was weak to it, and Diavolo’s blood was a bit of a power trip. It was so strong and potent that barely any filled him up for days, and enhanced his already enhanced senses to a point that it was overwhelming when he could use them.

“It feels so fucking good, you’re so warm and so soft,” Diavolo groaned. “You’re taking me so good, fuck, I knew you could do it.” Ruki could hear the words echoing in his head and he found himself nodding easily. He cried out as Diavolo bounced him on his lap, easily being manhandled and fucked while Ruki’s cock leaked precum. Even as he came and reached his orgasm, the pleasure from his high was only mixing with all the other pleasure he was feeling. He was sure he’d never feel numb, no matter how many times Diavolo fucked an orgasm out of him. Not with the way his cock was fucking him, filling him and using him, it had his mind completely empty.

Diavolo groaned behind him, the only warning he got before Diavolo pushed him all the way down on his cock and held him there. Ruki moaned helplessly as he wriggled in Diavolo’s grasp, his hole tightening up enough that all he could feel was the thickness of Diavolo’s length as it twitched and pumped him full of cum. And he just came so much. Ruki couldn’t control the way his body twitched, nor the moans and whimpers as the heavy load of cum filled him to the point he wanted to crawl away just so that some of it would leave him. He was so full he almost felt nauseated, but his body was screaming at him for more.

Diavolo’s hands let go of him and he crawled away enough for the cock inside of him to pull out and cum quickly started spilling out of his hole and down the insides of his thighs. He still felt so full, think cum running out of him non-stop until it finally stopped. He could still feel the heaviness inside of him and knew it wasn’t all out, but it was leaking out slowly enough it was unnoticeable. Ruki panted, his hole gaping and dripping while he gripped back into the pillow and stayed on the bed with his ass held out for Diavolo. He needed more, it felt so good. 

Diavolo watched him for a moment, lust burning inside of him before he moved. Ruki gasped when he felt Diavolo’s length pressing against his hole again pushing back into him. Then he was being filled again, his whole body shuddering as Diavolo’s length spread him out again, dulling his senses even more than they already were. 

Ruki whimpered and let Diavolo’s large hands grip at his waist, keeping him in place as he started to thrust in and out of him with an urgency Ruki had never felt before, violent need raging through him. His movements steadily got harder and faster, one hand moving to the back of his head and pushing him down so that he was bent more, pinned to the floor. He moaned loudly as he realized he was being used, being bullied by Diavolo’s cock just how he wanted to be. The way he was being held down made him feel like nothing other than a toy for his pleasure and nothing else and fuck it made his blood run through his veins a little harder. 

Ruki was the willing hole there for Diavolo to use until he was satisfied and he loved it. If anyone was going to fuck him until he couldn’t think, Diavolo was his best bet. With his status alone, Ruki was intrigued... Diavolo was powerful and strong, and made Ruki feel like he was weak and powerless--but that was somewhat what he liked. He’d always chased power whether it was Karlheinz, or the demon prince in what was the equivalent to hell. He wanted that power imbalance, even if he were embarrassed to admit it. 

Ruki half screamed when Diavolo pulled on his hair and pushed down on his back, forcing him to arch his back. He cried out again when Diavolo’s cock thrusted into him again. He could feel the head of his cock bulging against his stomach, somehow deeper than it had been before. Even as a vampire, each thrust was moving his body effortlessly as if he were a rag doll. He felt like he was going to melt from the heat spreading through him. It was so much and he couldn’t stop crying out. How long had they been going? Time seemed to just bleed together. He knew he’d came, but he couldn’t recall when because everything had felt so good that truthfully he couldn’t pick the sensations apart. 

Diavolo pushed into him and held him still, a low growl echoing behind him. And he came again, filling him up to the brim until he was whimpering, tears running down his cheeks. “D-D-Diaaa...” Ruki moaned as Diavolo’s hands pulled him off his cock. Ruki sucked in a deep breath as he felt cum pouring out of him. A shaky hand reached back and gripped onto his thigh, feeling the slickness on his leg. Fuck, there was so much. He was so full. 

Diavolo lifted him off the bed and maneuvered Ruki until he was wrapped around Diavolo, his face pressed against his chest and his legs straddling his waist before he was pushing back into him. “Fuck you feel so good,” Diavolo praised him, and he smiled and nosed at Diavolo’s chest. “Bite me, Ruki,” He commanded him. He didn’t even think about it, his fangs sank down into Diavolo mindlessly. Blood filled his mouth and he felt a surge of energy running through him. 

Diavolo started moving him up and down on his cock, and Ruki moaned and bit down harder into Diavolo. He could feel Diavolo everywhere, against his sensitive skin, his blood running through his veins, and his cock inside of him. He was overwhelmed in the best way possible. He felt absolutely weak and powerless and it had him feeling a little drunk. He pulled away from the bite and gripped into Diavolo’s shoulders and started moving his body himself. He bounced himself up and down Diavolo’s cock, moans being punched out by Diavolo’s length. He couldn’t stifle it, not at all, but it didn’t matter. Nothing did other than the feeling of Diavolo inside of him.

Diavolo groaned and watched him with heated, golden eyes as Ruki’s nails dug into his shoulders to hold onto him. Diavolo’s eyes felt like fire trekking over his skin, he was so sensitive inside and out that he felt every slight sensation to the fullest extent. He was sure he looked like such a mess. He could feel drool on his cheek, and the cum clinging to his lower half no doubt left him looking like a complete disaster. Everything was a mess, but his mind was completely empty. He was sure he’d never felt anything so fantastic. There was a rush of power through him, and he found himself moving faster, somehow managing to hold himself up as he fought back the urge to sink down into the pits of his pleasure. 

It was hard to keep himself steady, but he was determined to keep his shaky body up. He felt so full he couldn’t help but whimper. Diavolo cupped the back of his head and tilted his head up so they were looking into each others eyes, smirking a little as he saw the drool running down his cheek and the fucked out look on his face. Diavolo leaned his head down and kissed Ruki deeply, filling him once again with cum. Ruki choked into the kiss, his eyes rolling back a little. Diavolo had been holding himself back really hard the whole time he’d been training Ruki, and he was practically insatiable. 

Ruki found himself being maneuvered everywhere, being fucked in different positions, willingly taking everything that Diavolo gave him while biting him off and on to give himself enough strength to keep going. He didn’t want it to stop, even as he felt boneless and overwhelmed. He was unable to speak, his tongue felt heavy, cum clinging to both his thighs and chest. He couldn’t really even move as the pleasure crashed down over him and he weakly clung onto Diavolo for stability. 

After hours, what felt like forever but also somehow not long enough, he was pinned down on the mattress with his knees touching his shoulders with Diavolo fucking him. It was so hard that his entire body shook with each rough and relentless thrust that he was given. When Diavolo came again, a deep groan echoing off the stone walls that surrounded them. Ruki choked, his eyes widening as he felt Diavolo’s cum filling him once again. He whimpered as it filled him up, leaving him breathless. 

Diavolo pulled out of him, thick cum staying inside of him thanks to Diavolo’s hands holding him up, keeping him full of his cum. Ruki moaned softly, his fingers lightly running over his stomach. Diavolo was keeping him full still, and he could feel it, hot and warm inside of him. He felt so full, absolutely gross and sticky, completely sedated and exhausted. Diavolo shifted back to his human form and wiped his forehead with his arm, glancing down at Ruki. He was sweaty, they definitely needed a shower, but all Diavolo could manage was taking a few deep breaths before he turned his attention back to Ruki.

“You’re so full, Ruki,” Diavolo laughed as he grabbed the plug off the bed and started teasing his hole with it. Ruki whimpered, his heart leaping in his chest. Diavolo loved leaving him full of cum, and truthfully at this point, Ruki couldn’t deny that he loved it too. When the plug pushed into him he felt some of Diavolo’s cum leak out of him, but he could still feel it inside of him. 

Diavolo let his body fall down to the bed and Ruki whimpered pathetically as his body sank back into the soft mattress. Diavolo found himself relaxing on Ruki’s chest for a moment, taking a few deep breaths to calm his resurfacing lust. “You were so good for me Ruki, I’m so proud of you.” Ruki nodded, unable to help smiling tiredly as he tossed his arm over his head and covered his eyes. 

“S-So good,” Ruki managed to rasp out, his fingers carding through Diavolo’s sweat dampened hair with a soft, sleepy smile on his face. He was so tired, but every inch of his body was vibrating with energy and the aftermath of his multitudes of orgasms. He could barely think at all, in his present state. But, it was fine, because he had never felt so good in his life. 

“So good? How cute.” Diavolo practically purred in his ear, lips gently beginning to run along his neck. “I’ll fuck you this way anytime you want, Ruki,” He said, a possessive tone coming into his voice. Ruki whimpered and nodded, unable to help his cock twitching just a bit between his legs. Diavolo chuckled softly and pulled himself up off of the bed. Ruki whined when he was out of eye-shot of him, but he was too tired to chase after him. He felt so close and connected to Diavolo, though, and he didn’t like the distance even a little. 

The sound of the shower turning on made Ruki jump a little, surprised by how loud the sound of the water rushing was. Diavolo walked into the bedroom and leaned over the bed, scooping Ruki up into his arms before he carried him to the bathroom. Ruki couldn’t hold back the soft sigh that left his lips as Diavolo’s warm skin pressed against his and held him up under the stream of water. Diavolo’s hands were soft and strong as he took his time gently cleaning his skin.

It felt amazing in more ways than one. The warmth was prevalent, grounding. The strength behind the touch made Ruki’s insides heat up. But--there was more. The way his touch was somehow both gentle and strong, controlled but somehow still ravenous. Diavolo was fire, beautiful, uncontrollable and uncontainable, blazing like a beacon to call out to him even when he couldn’t think properly. His touch... his touch felt safe, protective, and Ruki felt so warm and fuzzy. His brain felt like cotton, fluffy and unimposing, blank but somehow he’d never felt more present before in his life. 

“I’m tired,” Ruki managed to get out, a tired dopey smile crossing his face as he leaned back into Diavolo’s chest thoughtlessly. Diavolo smiled and laughed gently, his nose gently running along Ruki’s neck. It felt instinctual, more so than planned and it had Ruki almost melting.

“You’re so cute. Did you have fun?” Ruki wanted to tsk, tell him off... but he couldn’t even deny it, not when he could feel Diavolo’s cum still running down his thighs and mixing with the water. Not when he was achingly full and felt the unignorably strong urge to have Diavolo inside of him once again. He let out a soft noise of agreement and nodded his head easily. Diavolo chuckled into his ear and reached down to clean Ruki’s thighs. Ruki let out a soft moan, his vision blurring slightly. 

He wanted to do this again. Sooner rather than later. He slipped his eyes shut and rested his weight on Diavolo, feeling slightly off balance. He whimpered, not out of distress, just because he felt so comfortable and sedated. “I’ve got you, Ruki, I’ll take care of you, so just rest.” Diavolo murmured, and Ruki felt warmth spread through him. 

Damn you, you endearing big-dicked demon prince, Ruki thought as his knees trembled a little under the attention, when you touch me like this I don’t want you to ever stop.

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Fuck Elon Musk. He is a horrible person and this world is totally going to shit. I hope no one I knows falls for this and signs up. 

We live in hell.

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Anime Protagonsits: I’m will save my friends.

Anime Antogonists: I’m will kill everyone.

Eren: I will save my friends by killing everyone else.

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Posting this here <3 

Obey Me x Diabolik Lovers Master Links

Obey Me Brothers x Sakamaki Brothers Master Links

General Analysis AU Information

More will be added to this as I continue writing.

Main Oneshots/Rating:

One: SFW Seven: N-SFW Thirteen: N-SFW* Nineteen: NSFW

Two: SFW Eight: SFW Fourteen: N-SFW* Twenty: NSFW

Three: SFW Nine: N-SFW Fifteen: N-SFW Twenty-One: SFW

Four: N-SFW Ten: N-SFW Sixteen: NSFW Twenty-Two: SFW*

Five: N-SFW Eleven: N-SFW Seventeen: NSFW Twenty-Three: NSFW

Six: N-SFW Twelve: N-SFW* Eighteen: SFW*

Twelve: N-SFW - Heat Cycles-Alpha/Omega Thirteen: N-SFW - Making Pacts Fourteen: N-SFW - Mating (Vampire Mating) Eighteen: SFW - Holiday Special Twenty-Two: SFW - ‘Lucifer to the Future’

Ship Questions:

Lucifer x Reiji

Mammon x Ayato

Leviathan x Subaru

Satan x Laito

Beelzebub x Kanato

Belphegor x Shu

Obey Me Side Characters x Mukami Brothers Masterlinks

One: SFW

Two: NSFW

Three: NSFW

Four: SFW

Five: NSFW

Six: NSFW

Seven: NSFW

Ship Questions:

Lord Diavolo x Ruki

Barbatos x Azusa

Simeon x Kou

Asmodeus x Yuma x Solomon

(This is just to help me keep track of everything)

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If you support gay marriage reblog this. If you're on the homophobic side, keep scrolling.

As a bisexual, it sickens me that some people WILL keep scrolling.

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Obey Me brothers x Sakamaki brothers 25

Obey Me brothers x Sakamaki Brothers 25

Ships:

LuciferxReiji MammonxAyato LeviathanxSubaru SatanxLaito BeelzebubxKanato BelphegorxShu

Note: Because I love the Obey Me game so much, and got super obsessed with Diabolik Lover's anime--I feel like they did Yui dirty, but I love the brothers in the game more--I started writing these one-shot things that tie together into a story. I did a general analysis on why I think that the characters make good couples and you can find that here: [General Analysis] and for all of the AU information you can find that here: [AU Information]. The only really important information you need to know about the AU is that one: The Sakamaki brothers' bedrooms are in the underground tomb below the House of Lamentation, magically conjured by Solomon, and two: In the very beginning, Barbatos was going to get blood bags for the Sakamaki brothers. They began feeding on the brothers instead, but they do still drink blood bags some to balance out the differences. The biting remains within the couples depicted, so only Reiji bites Lucifer so on and so forth. Finally, the third thing that it's important to note in this. All of the Sakamaki brothers are over eighteen in this AU. I'm not going to do the math bc I'm lazy asf, but the oldest brother is nineteen and the youngest is sixteen in the DLU. They appear to age as they are seen as children in the anime, so I'm using that to my advantage here. Basically, all of the characters ages have been bumped up like two to three years and they're all eighteen or above when the scenes are taking place. Now, onto biting: I feel like the urge wouldn't necessarily be to feed on them initially. Once they were attracted to them(or beginning to get close to them romantically), that's when they'd start wanting to drink their blood. I feel like the urge would be more to feel closer to them, and to mark them as theirs. It's no secret the brothers are possessive as hell, so they'd want their partner to wear their marks regardless of the race or species(idk what are demons? Are they beings, a different race of humans idfk)anyway... I also feel like because the demons blood has magical properties, their blood would give the drinker extra power and their sins would affect them. So Ayato would be more greedy, Reiji more prideful etc. I also think that the vampires probably have venom they can release that makes the bite pleasant and even sensual. The venom would react with the bitee's body that leads to chemicals being released (dopamine, serotonin, etc) and it'd make the blood taste better.

Rating: NSFW Warnings: Fingering, Praise, Sex Toys, Stroker, Master/slave dynamic, Puppy (nick name), Anal, Outdoors sex, Skinny Dipping, Lake Sex, Creampie, Handjob, Biting, Butt Plug, Multiple Orgasms, Begging, Semi-public, Overstimulation, Dumbification, Dacryphilia, Size Kink. 

Lucifer x Reiji

Lucifer liked attention. He liked Reiji’s attention and all day long all the vampire had done was work in his lab in the underground tomb. After his mishap with the aphrodisiac in his tea, he’d been working tirelessly to retranslate all of the herb books and had even managed to get a few more book to study the differences between human, vampire, and demon genealogy so that he could try to predict what herbs will affect vampires and demons alike. He’d managed to get Subaru to be his vampire test subject--under the condition that Leviathan and him could go to an anime convention in the human world for three days. Lucifer couldn’t help but admit that, well, Subaru knew how to bargain. 

Lucifer was happy that Reiji seemed to have found something to pour his energy into--and he was happy that Reiji was being proactive and trying to protect himself--but he wasn’t happy that Reiji wasn’t paying much attention to him. He was used to being showered with attention, and he’d grown accustomed to Reiji’s low voice voice murmuring at him as he worked. Reiji was still being just as attentive when he wasn’t working, but Lucifer could tell he was working himself into the ground. 

His skin was paler, his eyes less bright. Lucifer couldn’t remember the last time that Reiji had bitten him, which shouldn’t have worried him but it did. Reiji was a creature of habit--he did the same things all the time, and Lucifer liked it because he knew what to expect. With him not doing some of his routine, Lucifer was feeling somewhat unsteady. He wanted Reiji to fucking bite him. He always did, so why not now? He found himself quietly knocking on Reiji’s lab door, impatiently waiting on Reiji to answer him. When Reiji called back ‘enter’ he did just that and walked inside. 

“Well hello, Lucifer.” Reiji said, not even looking up from his notebook where his hand was moving across the page. His eyes were focused intently on the demonic runes in the herb book that he was reading. “Is something the matter?” He asked, and Lucifer shook his head and stepped forward, putting his hands on Reiji’s shoulders. 

“Oh, nothing.” Lucifer said, smiling a little as he leaned over and wrapped his arms around Reiji’s neck. “I just thought that I’d come and see if you needed any help.” Lucifer said, and Reiji stilled for a moment before he raised his head and pushed his glasses up on his nose more as his calculated eyes scrutinized him. He blushed a little and looked away from him, unable to hold back a huff of annoyance. One of Reiji’s gloved hands landed on Lucifer’s arm and he smiled slightly. 

“Have I left you feeling lonely?” Reiji guessed, and Lucifer paused for a moment, somewhat stunned that he had been figured out so quickly, before he shrugged his shoulders and pressed a kiss to his ear playfully. Reiji let out a slightly hitched breath and glanced up at Lucifer with a little smirk on his face. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” He asked, pulling Lucifer around his chair and situated him in his lap. 

“I’m not lonely, you’ve only been working for three days.” Lucifer said with a huff, a little blush coating his cheeks. Reiji raised an eyebrow as if to mock him. He already felt somewhat ridiculous being jealous of books and papers, but he deserved to be looked at too.  

“Well if that’s the case then I can focus on my translations again, because I really don’t need any assistance.” Reiji said with a smirk, knowing that he was backing Lucifer into a corner. Lucifer huffed again and bit his lip in contemplation. Why was he even hesitating? He had been with Reiji for almost two years now, he shouldn’t be embarrassed of wanting Reiji’s attention. But wanting attention and asking for attention were different. He could want attention and his pride remain in tact. But... he really, really wanted attention. And not just anyone’s attention would do.

“You should take a break.” Lucifer suggested with a coy little smile, shifting around in Reiji’s lap so that he could look up into Reiji’s eyes. “I could help you relax. You have been working for days, shouldn’t you at least come up for air?” Reiji hummed quietly and put his hand on Lucifer’s chin, tilting his head up more so that he could brush his lips against Lucifer’s. Lucifer sank into it immediately, his body shifting more to lean closer to Reiji.

“I really must’ve been neglecting you.” Reiji murmured softly as he pulled away, gloved fingers brushing the hair out of Lucifer’s eyes. He sucked in a deep breath, his heart racing in his chest. Those eyes, the eyes he wanted on him were finally focused only on him. “I’ll make it up to you, my love,” he promised as he wrapped his arms around Lucifer and everything went black for a split second before he found himself laying against the bed in Reiji’s lab. Lucifer wrapped his arms around Reiji’s neck and let out a little gasp of surprise. “Don’t worry, you’ve got my attention now.” Reiji purred into his ear, and Lucifer nodded his head eagerly, too excited to even try to hide his excitement. 

As Reiji promised, his eyes never left Lucifer’s body as he slowly stripped the clothes off of him, fingers tracing over every erogenous zone that Lucifer had. He ran his lips over his skin behind his fingers to the point Lucifer could barely stand it. He was filled with desire, his entire body begging for more. Reiji’s fingers took their time preparing him, all the while Reiji was whispering things into his ear that had him trembling. Reiji’s magenta eyes felt like fire as they roamed over him and he was quickly growing ready for more--more of everything. Somewhere along the lines, Reiji’s clothes had disappeared, and Lucifer’s erection was aching between his legs as he tried to stop himself from falling into Reiji’s eyes. 

“Reiji,” Lucifer breathed, looking up at him from hooded, arousal darkened eyes. Reiji pulled his fingers from Lucifer’s hole and pushed Lucifer’s legs apart more, pushing his erection against Lucifer’s hole. Lucifer let out a desperate noise, his body aching, please please please echoing through his head on repeat as he stared desperately up at Reiji. Lucifer felt Reiji’s hands wrap around his arms and he let Reiji pulled them away from his neck. Reiji smirked down at him and pushed his hands down against the bed and laced their fingers together, using the grip as leverage to thrust into him. “Reiji, fuck,” Lucifer gasped, his back arching up as pleasure echoed through him. 

“Nice reaction,” Reiji purred into his ear, teeth lightly grazing the shell of his ear as he started moving inside of Lucifer. “How do you want it tonight hmm? Slow and sensual?” He asked, setting a pace that matched the words for a moment. It sent Lucifer’s head tipping backwards as he moaned. “Or would you rather me to fuck you like the beautiful little doll you are?” Reiji continued, speeding up his thrusts. Lucifer’s eyes rolled back and he cried out loudly, his fingers tightening around Reiji’s hand as his back arched up, an wave of pleasure crashing down over him and knocking him breathless. 

“Think I hit the nail on the head hmm?” Lucifer nodded his head, moaning loudly as he pushed his hips down to meet Reiji’s thrusts, pleasure beginning to fog over his mind. He felt so good with Reiji’s eyes on him, it had him burning inside with each erotic sweep of his eyes. Lucifer wanted to burn up in their piercing and scrutinizing gaze. Pleasure was coursing through him, each precisely aimed thrust Reiji was ramming into his prostate and he couldn’t think. Not clearly, all he could focus on were Reiji’s eyes and the sensations of pleasure coursing through him. 

Look at me more, Lucifer thought as Reiji pulled one of his hands away from Lucifer’s and wrapped his hand around Lucifer’s erection. Only me, forever, it sounded like a good enough compromise to Lucifer’s lust fried mind. 

“Fuck,” Lucifer gasped when Reiji tightened his grip around his cock for a moment, pain and pleasure made his senses dull even more. “R-Reiji, fuck me harder,” Lucifer cried out, and Reiji smirked down at him, those magenta eyes heated as they took in his expression and fuck Reiji’s eyes on his face had him trembling. The appreciation in his eyes made Lucifer’s heart pound in his chest and his pride swell.

“You look so pretty when you’re desperate for me, don’t you?” Reiji asked, his voice thick with arousal as he swiftly released Lucifer’s other hand and pulled his legs up over his shoulders, leaning over him even more. He whined when his cock was left abandoned between his legs, but Reiji put his hands on Lucifer’s shoulders and let his vampire strength out a bit. Lucifer cried out and tried his best to meet Reiji’s thrusts halfway as moans began flying from his lips. He was well aware that in Reiji’s lab they didn’t have the same protections from being heard as they did in his room--but he was far too pleasured to give a shit. No, it was overwhelmingly fantastic and he couldn’t breathe.

“R-Reiji,” Lucifer cried out, his body tensing as he lost himself to his orgasm. Reiji groaned on top of him and started to thrust even harder into him, bending him more. Lucifer’s back arched up as the angle changed and Reiji bashed into his prostate from a different angle. “M-More!” Lucifer’s arms finally moved, going up to cling onto Reiji’s shoulders as he cried out his pleasure over and over. He could feel his cock rubbing between his thighs, his own release acting as lubrication and he couldn’t help but keep pushing up a little in a half-baked attempt to rub his sensitive erection against Reiji’s cool skin. Even after having an orgasm, he was still hard as a rock and nowhere near ready for this to come to an end. He wanted more attention, more praise. 

“You’re so beautiful, Lucifer, so needy. Don’t worry, I’m going to give you so much attention you won’t be able to take it,” Reiji said huskily into his ear, fangs teasingly scraping the shell of it. He whimpered and tilted his head a little, pulling Reiji down to his neck with his arms. “So that’s what you want, then?” Reiji chuckled and smirked into his skin, nipping at his skin. Lucifer gasped, his hands reaching up and pulled the hair band out of Reiji’s hair so he could grip onto it as Reiji’s teeth sank into his neck. Reiji growled into his neck, his thrusts speeding up more as he let some of his venom out. 

Tingles spread through Lucifer, his entire body feeling fuzzy as pleasure coursed through him. “Ah!” Lucifer gasped as his back arched upwards and he came again, cum splattering up between their bodies as Lucifer clung onto Reiji. “F-Fuck,” Lucifer cried out, his hands tugging at Reiji’s hair. Reiji growled into the bite causing Lucifer to cry out again and jolt in his arms. 

Oh, I’m going to ruin you, Lucifer, the words echoed through his head and he clenched down around Reiji’s length, his hands pulling harder at Reiji’s hair as his nails dug into the back of Reiji’s neck. Reiji groaned into the bite, vibrations echoing through Lucifer. 

“P-Please do,” Lucifer gasped out as his nails dug in deeper, Reiji’s hips working relentlessly as he thrusted into Lucifer with reckless abandon. Lucifer was acutely aware that if he wasn’t being held into place, he may have found himself flying into the wall--but nothing mattered other than the pleasure, and Lucifer was currently drowning in it. The venom from Reiji’s bite had him tingling and hyper aware of each brush of their bodies together, relief spreading through him.

“Reiji, please,” Lucifer pleaded, eyes staring up into Reiji’s desperately. Reiji pulled away from his neck and brushed the hair on his forehead gently, magenta eyes looking down into his with so much love and admiration that Lucifer almost felt he was imagining it. Reiji wasn’t an emotionally driven person, he couldn’t show heaps of emotion, but... in those eyes, he could clearly see it even with the pleasure clouding his mind. 

“You are so beautiful, so perfect, my love,” Reiji murmured in a soft tone, the gentleness of his hand brushing Lucifer’s cheek contradicting the rough and relentless thrusts he was managing to keep up with. Lucifer couldn’t help but moan under the attention, his face heating up slightly as pleasure coursed through him. Reiji’s eyes on him, so full of admiration, had Lucifer’s mind racing and his pride swelling... but his soft words? Those were special, engraved into his mind. He’d remember them forever.

“I love you, Reiji,” Lucifer replied, his hands moving from Reiji’s hair to his neck where he pulled him down and hugged him tightly. That hindered the pace a little, but the strength was still there, prompting him to hold on tighter to his neck and press their lips together in a haze of arousal and desire. The dance their tongue did together was perfect, and it made his toes curl in addition to the thrusts landing against his prostate. I love you too, Lucifer, Reiji pushed the thought to him as he tangled their tongues together and cradled his face gently in his hands. 

He wasn’t great at showing his emotions, but with Lucifer it was somewhat easier for him to let go of his reservations. It was all the same, after all, Lucifer deserved to be worshipped sometimes--he was beautiful, strong, driven, and intelligent. Pride aside, Reiji knew everyone needs a boost now and again. Besides, it definitely wasn’t torturous being intertwined with Lucifer--he’d be remiss if he didn’t at least admit to himself that he loved the soft, needy side of Lucifer as much as the demanding and dominant side. 

Either way, he’d be sure to give him more attention when he was working now that he knew Lucifer desired it even if he didn’t vocalize it. 

Mammon x Ayato

Ayato and Mammon were down in Ayato’s bedroom, Mammon was playing with some gaming system that Ayato had acquired and never used when he lived back in the human world while Ayato was working on his homework. Mammon had been quite engrossed in what he was doing on the game, and with him being uncharacteristically still and somewhat more quiet than usual, so when he fell completely silence for a couple of minutes Ayato assumed he’d fallen asleep. He still had homework to do, so he didn’t really acknowledge it--Mammon would be fine napping on his couch while he was doing homework. 

“Master, what’s this?” Mammon asked suddenly, and Ayato jumped having not been prepared for Mammon to speak. He sat down his pen and turned around from his desk to glance at the object in question. Ayato glanced at the box in Mammon’s hand, then to Mammon again, and raised his eyebrow. It clearly said ‘stroker’ right on the front of the box. He was certain Mammon could read, but perhaps he didn’t know how to read Japanese? Ayato couldn’t read the demonic language either so he could hardly fault Mammon for that.

“Oh, I got it on a trip to the human world.” Ayato said, waving his hand. He had actually been given the toy when he’d gone to refresh their sex toy collection. The store he’d picked just opened that day and were having an opening sale. If you spent over like  35,000 yen and they’d thrown in that as a bonus for him having spent that much. 

“W-What do you use it for?” He asked curiosity leaking into his voice as his eyes ran over the box. His eyes were clearly trying to detect what it was used for through the box, his eyes settling on the image, curiosity beginning to overtake his face.

“Use it for... mastur--” Ayato broke off suddenly, realization crashing down on him. Perhaps he knew what it was and just didn’t want to ask to use it. “Do you want to find out?” Ayato asked, and Mammon blushed brightly as his eyes fluttered over to Ayato shyly. Ayato stood up and walked over to the bed and sat back against the headboard of his bed and patted the bed. “Come here,” He said, a grin taking over his face. Mammon nodded and stood up from the couch and made his way over to Ayato. 

Mammon went to sit down in front of him but he gripped Mammon’s hips and pulled him to where he was sitting with his back to Ayato’s chest. Mammon’s heart skipped a little bit as Ayato wrapped one of his arms around his waist while the other opened the box and reached into it. Mammon watched with a blush as he pulled the toy out of the box. “It’s an adult toy. We use them all the time.” Ayato murmured into his ear. Mammon shivered a little, nodding his head in understanding. It’s pink... Mammon thought, his cheeks heating up. “I didn’t actually buy this one, it was a bonus. But, do you want to try it out?” Ayato asked curiously. He couldn’t lie, it might be attractive to watch Mammon use it. He handed it to Mammon.

“But... it’s really big...” Mammon said, blushing brightly as his eyes ran over it, his hands wrapping around it a little. “I-It’d probably r-really hurt...” He murmured, and Ayato paused for a moment, unable to help it as a chuckle fell off his lips.

“You’re such an airhead sometimes,” Ayato murmured, running his nose along Mammon’s neck gently. “It doesn’t go inside of you, puppy. It’s used to simulate the feeling of anal.” Ayato explained easily, taking the toy and flipping it around before he put it back into Mammon’s hand. He blushed as he looked over the little hole in the center with a curious expression. Well, the other’s went inside of him, Mammon wanted to point out, but he was too curious. His finger poked at the hole a little. So... it goes here? He thought, before he slipped the tip of his finger in and gasped softly. “So, you want to try it?” Ayato asked, cocking his head a little bit. 

Mammon couldn’t help but nod his head, unable to curb the curiosity. As Mammon undressed, Ayato reached over and opened the drawer by the bed and pulled out the lube and squirted some of it onto the hole. Mammon hesitated to touch it, and Ayato chuckled a little. “You have to get the lube all inside of it, okay?” Ayato said, and Mammon nodded a little, choking out a yeah before he paused for a moment.

“H-Have you ever used anything like this?” Mammon asked, and Ayato hummed out a yes as he watched Mammon with curiosity. “I-Is it... similar?” He asked, and blushed before biting into his lip. “I mean... does... it feel similar?” He stammered out, and Ayato smiled a little at him and kissed his temple. 

“Well, I haven’t used one meant to replicate anal,” Ayato said softly and reached his hand up, pushing two of his fingers into the toy. Mammon gasped softly as his eyes widened as Ayato moved his fingers around inside of it. “Well, you’re warmer, but the rest is pretty similar,” Ayato said, and Mammon nodded, his eyes transfixed on Ayato’s fingers. He’d had this done to himself so many times before that he couldn’t help the curiousness, he’d never seen it like... this before and it had his heart beat speeding up a little in his chest. Ayato pulled his fingers from the toy when the lube was spread enough, Mammon sucked in a deep breath and shot his eyes up to Ayato. “Put lube onto yourself too,” Ayato said, pouring some of the lube onto his erection. “You can use as much as you need.” Ayato murmured against his neck. 

Mammon nodded and sucked in a deep breath when Ayato stroked it onto his erection. At this point, Ayato’s hand was already lubed up and if the toy got too slippery from the lube in Mammon’s hand it’d probably really make the experience less enjoyable. At least the tutorial would give him information for in the future when he used it again. “Okay, now put it in,” Ayato said, using his clean hand to guide Mammon’s hand down. 

“A-ah... It’s slippery,” Mammon gasped, his lips parting as the toy slid down around his erection. By the time that the toy was halfway down, Mammon was panting and trying to wriggle upwards. “Aah!” Mammon cried out as Ayato suddenly pushed the toy on down to where he was buried inside of it fully. “I-It’s...” He stammered, as Ayato started tugging it up a little. Mammon moaned and leaned his head back against Ayato’s chest, moans falling off his lips as the toy surrounded him. It was tight, and while it wasn’t warm, Mammon could definitely imagine that it was around the same temperature as Ayato was. 

“How’s that feel, hmm? Good?” Mammon moaned in response and nodded his head. It felt so good, it was tight and wet and he had the overwhelming urge to move his hips up into the movements of the toy on his erection. He could hardly think, it was so stimulating that his body was tingling and he couldn’t help but whimper. “I won’t be angry if you cum.” Ayato murmured against his neck and Mammon whimpered in agreement. 

That was good, because he wasn’t going to last long. I’ve gotta... gotta move my hips more... Mammon thought as he gripped tighter on the toy, putting his feet on the bed with his knees up. Ayato let his hand fall away as Mammon’s hips started pushing up into the toy. Ayato watched with arousal gripping him by the throat as Mammon panted and moaned, the heat from his body sinking into Ayato. He had never seen anything so cute as Mammon working himself off. The haze in his eyes was alluring and enchanting. Ayato was hard as a rock and all he was doing was watching. 

“You are feeling good, look at you,” Ayato teased playfully, his tongue running along his lip as his eyes darkened. “Don’t cum too quickly, puppy. Try to last as long as you can.” Mammon whimpered as one of his legs fell down onto Ayato’s and Ayato’s fingers gripped into his thigh tightly. It felt so good, he couldn’t think. How was he supposed to... hold out? 

“I-I can’t cum yet?” Mammon asked, biting into his lip as he thrusted his hips up into the toy. He let out a moan and shuddered as Ayato ran his tongue along the shell of his ear. “I-I-” Mammon gasped, turning his head so that Ayato would have more access to his neck. “I-I need...” Pleasure was taking him over, his thought process seemed to slow as his mind narrowed down onto the toy in his hand. Mammon slid down a little and rubbed against Ayato’s erection and he groaned softly into the back of his neck. Mammon looked so cute with his flushed face and pleasure hazed eyes. Ayato was overcome with the urge to be inside of him, Mammon’s pleasured noises made Ayato feel warm. He needed to be inside of Mammon, it was more than a want, he needed it.

He reached down and wrapped his hand around the toy, squeezing his fingers around Mammon’s hands as he tightened their grip and moved them faster. Mammon groaned and thrusted his hips up into the toy while moaning ‘no’, because he couldn’t control it when he squeezed it around him and buried him inside of the toy. It was so tight he felt he couldn’t breathe and his entire body was clenched from the pleasure that was mounting on top of him. Each movement of Ayato’s hand around the toy brought Mammon closer and closer to the edge of euphoria, but he couldn’t help but feel like... something was missing from the equation. 

“C-Coming--” Mammon cried out, his body tensing as Ayato kept moving the toy much faster than he had been able to and it had him shuddering and crying out. The toy became even more slippery as his cum filled it, and he couldn’t help but let out a loud cry of pleasure as Ayato kept moving it, milking him for all he was worth. Once his orgasm had receded he found himself sinking back against Ayato as Ayato chuckled. Mammon’s skin was tingling, pleasure buzzing through him but he felt so... unsatisfied. Empty. 

“You’ve just came but you’re still trying to thrust into it.” Ayato teased as he pulled the toy off of him and tossed it over onto the bed. Thanks to all of the lube he’d have to wash his blankets anyway so he really didn’t care if it made a mess. He would clean it up later, it wouldn’t take long at all to get it all straightened out, and he’d bought plenty of sets of sheets when he realized Mammon came a lot every time he came just about. He loved seeing Mammon cover himself in cum, so having multiple sets of sheets was just a necessity. 

“T-That felt so good,” Mammon murmured, squirming around in Ayato’s grasp as he felt Ayato’s length pressing into his back. He whimpered, excitement sparking through him. He really wanted to have Ayato inside of him. “A-Are we done? You’re s-still hard...” Mammon asked trying to mask it as curiosity. Ayato chuckled a little and ran his nose along Mammon’s neck. 

“What, do you want to see me use it too?” He asked with a little smirk and Mammon stilled, a displeased expression overtaking his face. The idea of Ayato using that instead of him? Willingly? He couldn’t help the immediate spark of jealousy he felt as he pulled himself out of Ayato’s arms and turned around, settling himself on Ayato’s lap with his pants covered erection pushing against his ass. Ayato’s surprised expression made Mammon blush a little as he rubbed down against Ayato’s erection.

“N-No. You’re not allowed to use that thing.” Mammon said stubbornly, wrapping his arms around Ayato’s neck and started grinding on him with a breathy moan. “You can use me any time you want, however you want.” Mammon said demandingly, his fingernails running along Ayato’s head as he grinded down onto his erection more. Ayato moaned and laced his fingers through Mammon’s hair and pulled it back slightly, making Mammon whine and grind harder down into Ayato’s length. 

“You’re so cute when you get jealous.” Ayato tsked into his ear and trailed his fangs along Mammon’s neck as his other hand smoothed its way down Mammon’s side and back to his hole. Ayato wasn’t surprised when he found lubrication there, he’d used enough on the toy that it’d even gotten on his sheets, so it was logical. What he hadn’t been expecting was that when his fingers slipped into Mammon he’d grip into his shirt and cry out, his entire body clenching around the fingers as he felt relief flowing through him. He needed Ayato inside of him. Now. 

“P-Please, I’m serious,” Mammon whimpered out, his arms wrapping tighter around Ayato’s neck as he trembled a little, pleasure coursing through him. “I’m yours, you can do whatever you want with me! Whenever, wherever--” He broke off with a moan as Ayato reached up and grabbed his nipple, twisting it a little in his grip. “W-Want you, please,” Mammon whimpered, and Ayato chuckled as he watched him with heated eyes, content with just teasing Mammon for the moment.

“Offering free use to a vampire. Have you gone mad? I’d keep you full of my cock and cum all the time.” Ayato taunted, amusement sparking in his eyes as he pulled himself out of his pants and pulled his hand away, letting his erection take the place of his fingers at Mammon’s hole. Mammon moaned and rubbed back against him. “I want you to sit on it and ride me.” Ayato growled into his ear and Mammon moaned and nodded his head, immediately raising up to sink down onto Ayato’s length. Ayato groaned and gripped into his hip, looking at him with heated eyes. 

Mammon started moving almost immediately, pleasure coursing through him. Ayato smirked a little, Mammon being jealous--even if it was just a sex toy--was undoubtedly the cutest thing in the universe. He wouldn’t use the toy, just as Mammon had requested, it wasn’t like he ever had any intention of using it anyway. He had Mammon, after all. His hand reached up and gripped Mammon’s chin, pleased when he saw Mammon shudder and look down at him pleadingly. 

“You seem like you’d like that though.” Ayato continued, a devious smirk overtaking his face. “It’s not enough to cum without me inside of you, hmm?” Ayato teased, and Mammon moaned and nodded his head, mindlessly agreeing despite his embarrassment. It wasn’t enough--he needed Ayato inside of him or it just wasn’t good enough. He’d came earlier and it had felt so good at first, but then when he came, he just felt wrong somehow without Ayato inside of him.

“I-it’s not, it’s not! Please Master, harder,” Mammon begged, and Ayato’s eyes brightened. Within seconds Mammon found himself being maneuvered onto his hands and knees, one of Ayato’s hands lacing through his hair. He thrusted into him in one smooth motion, and Mammon cried out as Ayato settled deeper inside of him and pulled his head back roughly. Ayato smirked a little and grabbed the stroker off the bed and examined it for a moment as he thrusted into Mammon. 

His hand slipped under Mammon on the bed and put the toy into position and pulled out, only to thrust into Mammon and push the toy down his erection at the same time. “Hnngggh,” Mammon choked, his tongue falling out of his mouth as his eyes rolled back. “H-Haa... M-Master,” Mammon pleaded, unsure what he was even asking for. The toy was slippery and wet still, slightly cold but not enough to really affect him as he’d grown accustomed to Ayato’s cool hands on his body, but it was squeezing around him, and each thrust of Ayato’s hips had him pushing into the toy.

“Oh you really like that, don’t you, hmm?” Ayato teased as he looked over Mammon with dark eyes. Mammon let out a moan and clenched his hands on the bed in front of him, pulling desperately at them as he tried and failed to form a sentence. The toy around him was so much different from his hand, and it had him a little brainless. It squeezed around him as Ayato bounced him back into his erection, easily managing to both fuck him, and make him fuck the toy in one go and he couldn’t think. Ayato was so deep inside of him, he felt so full and pleasured and then the toy around him felt so good too--he couldn’t.

The combined stimulation to his cock and his prostate had him completely pliant in Ayato’s arms, not even trying to help because he didn’t want to hinder Ayato’s process--not when it was making him feel so good already. Moans and pleas fell off his lips--a mix of words, more, master, please all slurred together to make one barely understandable plea as drool slid down his chin and his face heated up, eyes wide and glassy from pleasure as he tried to keep up with the pleasure running through him. 

“Does that feel good? Hmm?” Mammon moaned as his hands pulled at the sheets desperately. More, he wanted to say, but his brain couldn’t really function well enough to form a simple sentence. “I can’t hear you,” Ayato teased, thrusting into Mammon hard enough to make him squeal and jolt forward into the toy as he shuddered. His arms felt like jelly as each thrust rammed into his prostate. Ayato’s hand squeezed tightly around the toy and Mammon sobbed out a moan as pleasured tears began running down his cheeks.

“M-M-Mas-so deep,” Mammon managed to slur out, which wasn’t exactly what he’d been intending, but it was good enough he hoped. When Ayato chuckled behind him and pulled him up by his hair to where his back was pressing firmly against Ayato’s chest and let go of his hair to slide his hand around Mammon’s neck. Mammon whimpered when the hand wrapped around his throat and squeezed. 

“You know, you’re really cute when you forget how to use your tongue.” Ayato tsked into his ear and he whimpered in response, his glassy eyes prying open as he glanced over his shoulder to peek at Ayato’s face, rough thrusts shaking him as his knees weakened beneath him. Devious bright green eyes met his with a smirk, “Now, be a good boy for your master, puppy, and let me make you cum until you can’t think anymore, okay?” Ayato’s voice made Mammon tremble and he nodded his head. 

He would’ve eventually figured out how to work his tongue but he quickly found himself unable to even try to figure it out as Ayato started thrusting into him ruthlessly, the pleasure making his entire body sing happily. Ayato’s order was one Mammon was always eager to fill--even if his brain already felt like it was malfunctioning from the stimulation. It’d never be enough, he always wanted more of everything--but Ayato was more than willing to fuck him until his body gave out and he had no problem letting that happen.

Leviathan x Subaru

When Subaru had asked Leviathan to go camping with him, Leviathan had agreed--but only because Subaru always agreed to do whatever he wanted usually without complaining too much. They always did what Levi wanted, and because Subaru had made a deal with Reiji for him he felt like it was only fair. But... to be honest, Leviathan couldn’t think of a more miserable way to spend three days. Leviathan didn’t even like to leave his room to go to classes, he hated nature, the only animals he liked were reptiles and fish, and not having access to video games and anime was his literal nightmare.

He realized he’d made a mistake when they were only just starting the walk up into the mountains and he was already tired and sweaty, and grumpy. Subaru had pointedly ignored his bratty attitude, but Leviathan could see his eyebrow twitch every time Leviathan was a snot. But, he wasn’t thrilled and he couldn’t help it. Okay, maybe he could reign himself in a little more, but... why camping? Once they reached the camping spot, Subaru had pulled out a square black case and told Levi to just sit down while he set everything up. Leviathan had nodded and watched him for a while before his attention turned to the sky. They had hiked at night, and they were in the human world so he could clearly see the stars in the sky. 

He couldn’t help but admit it was a nice sight. The empty blackness of the Devildom could be a little depressing. He had gotten a little caught up in looking around and taking his surroundings, but he found his attention being drawn back to the box in his hand. He opened the box and found a human world gaming system inside of it with games on little cards that slid into a compartment on the back of the device. He felt bad about how much of a jerk he had been before he’d realized what was inside of the case. Subaru was always so nice to him, he always thought of Levi’s need before his own, did whatever Leviathan wanted even if it was things he hated like going to cosplay events--how could he be so stupid? Why would he be so bratty when he knew Subaru wouldn’t just drag him out to the middle of nowhere with no backup plan.

He heard the sound of something splashing in the water and his eyes shot up to see Subaru out in the center of the lake. Leviathan stood up and started towards the water, down the slight hill in front of him. “What’re you doing?” Leviathan called when he reached the edge of the water, and Subaru tilted his head back and looked over at Leviathan. 

“Skinny dipping.” Subaru called back shamelessly. “You should join me. It’s still warm.” Subaru’s voice carried easily across the lake and made his heart thump in his chest in excitement. He walked back up to the camp and put the handheld game in the tent, when his eyes caught sight of the lube on top of his bag. Without much thought he grabbed it and made his way down to the shore of the lake and took off his clothes, leaving them in a pile where he saw Subaru had left his before he jumped into the water and swam over to Subaru. As soon as he was within grabbing distance, Subaru pulled him into his arms and buried his face in his neck. 

Leviathan relaxed into his grip, resting his head on Subaru’s shoulder. The water was incredibly warm considering how long it’d been dark, but it was still just a little nippy and he found himself burrowing into Subaru’s arms more. He didn’t really offer much warmth admittedly, but he smelled really good--subtly of the woods, actually, fusing bright, spicy bergamot with amber that combined with a light, musky aroma that hits his senses in all the right ways to make him a little too desperate. He wrapped his legs around Subaru’s waist and snuggled into his chest happily, lubrication fading from his mind.

“It’s so quiet,” Subaru sighed into his neck, squeezing him a little tighter. “Thanks for coming with me.” He said, and Leviathan nodded and smiled. He may have been a little grumpy at first, but he was in much better spirits now that he’d settled into the idea and didn’t have to walk through the woods anymore. As long as they stayed at the camp and lake, he’d been fine. Leviathan wrapped his arms around Subaru’s neck a little tighter and wiggled into his chest, a smile taking over his face before he felt himself brush against Subaru’s chest, erection becoming obvious. Subaru chuckled into his neck and shifted them slightly. 

“How about I help you with that?” He asked, smirking a little bit as he brushed his cock against Leviathan’s ass. Levi whimpered and nodded, rubbing down against him. He wasn’t full mast like Levi, but it didn’t take Leviathan long to have him hard as a rock as he rubbed against him. “I love you, Levi.” Subaru murmured and Leviathan nodded and shivered a little as Subaru pushed against his entrance and tightened his grip on the lube, suddenly remembering that he’d been holding it. 

He had completely forgotten about it, having gotten lost in the moment of being held in Subaru’s arms, but once he remembered it he tightened his grip with one arm and pulled the lube out from behind Subaru. Subaru’s eyes widened for a moment with surprise and then he smirked at Leviathan, taking the lube from his hand. He stroked himself beneath Leviathan for a second to spread the lube onto himself and then gripped Leviathan tighter in his arms.

Leviathan had grown accustomed to taking Subaru’s length, but it felt different this time--Leviathan was in his comfort zone, the water. He didn’t feel as nervous or self-conscious as usual, and Subaru looked really hot under the moonlight. His skin seemed to glow, his hair almost white in the pale moon light while his piercing red eyes stared into him. For once, he shamelessly met Subaru’s eyes, even as a blush spread across his cheeks. “Move, please,” Leviathan whispered into his ear, and Subaru shuddered a bit as goosebumps trailed across his skin. Subaru nodded and started moving his arms, effectively working Leviathan up and down his erection without disturbing their balance.

Leviathan’s arms around Subaru’s neck tightened a bit and he let out a moan, his head tilting back a bit as pleasure coursed through him. “You look beautiful under the moon light,” Subaru murmured. Leviathan smiled at him, and leaned his head forward, capturing Subaru’s lips in a kiss. Subaru was momentarily surprised, but he quickly started moving his lips against Leviathan’s, working their bodies in a rhythm that had Leviathan moaning into his mouth. 

“Fuck Leviathan, you sound so sexy when you moan,” Subaru said, speeding up his movements so that Leviathan was moving faster. The water was causing little hinderance because of Subaru’s strength and speed, and Leviathan was struggling to keep from breaking their kiss to let out his moans. The water splashed around them, kissing at Leviathan’s skin and the cool air seemed to rush to the places the water hit, making his entire body feel electric. 

He could feel Subaru buried inside of him, his hands and arms caressing his bare skin, the familiar scent of his body wash tickling at Leviathan’s senses. All of his senses were taken over by Subaru. He couldn’t help but cling onto him a little tighter as his lips parted from Subaru’s and he gasped in air, oxygen flooding his system and making him lightheaded. 

“S-Subaru, I love you,” Leviathan said, pressing his forehead to Subaru’s. Subaru smiled up at him and those sharp red eyes caught his, staring deep into him. He could let those eyes explore his mind forever. Darkness surrounded him for a moment and then he was laying on a rock with the water just lightly brushing at his left side with Subaru hoovering above him. 

“I love you, Leviathan.” Subaru said as he put his arms under Levi’s head so that he wouldn’t accidentally bash his head open on the rock before he started to thrust into him again. Leviathan cried out and gripped onto his shoulders, back arching up as pleasure coursed through him. He could feel the air on all of his skin, and every inch of him felt sensitive as prickles danced along his skin. He couldn’t help but arch up into Subaru’s abdomen, the need for friction too much to ignore. 

Subaru’s eyes never left Leviathan’s as he thrusted into him harder and faster, watching in a lust fueled haze as Levi’s face heated up and his eyes darkened even more. Each thrust had Leviathan wiggling and trying to meet them, his nails clawing into Subaru’s skin. The stone was cool against his knees but all he could focus on was Levi. His scent, his touch, the noises he made, the way he moved--everything was intoxicating and Subaru needed more. He wanted to watch those beautiful eyes haze over as he lost himself to orgasm. 

Leviathan could scarcely think, could barely focus his eyes, his body burning despite the cool air that was hitting him and the water that was dancing right at his side. He wanted nothing more than to fall into the endless waves of pleasure that Subaru’s touch promised him. “Forever,” Subaru murmured before capturing his lips.

Leviathan moaned into the kiss, his back arching up as Subaru’s head hit his prostate just right, body clenching desperately as he tried to gather his control. He never wanted this connection to end--he felt free and limitless within it, as if he for once was the main character in his own anime instead of the side character in his brothers. “Fuck,” He gasped, his head falling back against Subaru’s arms as pleasure crashed down over him. It was intense and he couldn’t get a firm grip onto anything and the pleasure jerked him under the swirling ties crashing over him. 

Subaru’s movements were relentless and unwavering, eyes burning with lust and affection as he looked over him and Leviathan couldn’t breathe. It felt too good--so good that his mind completely blanked and his body felt like it was going to float away from him. Or maybe he was going to float away from his body--he couldn’t think critically when Subaru was inside of him. He was too big and deep and hitting every spot inside of him that made his body tremble. More, he wanted to beg but for the life of him he couldn’t figure out how to ask. 

The moment felt so intimate that asking felt inappropriate, but just as he was thinking it, Subaru’s movements sped up to where Leviathan couldn’t help but let out every noise that tried to come out. He wasn’t even embarrassed as his voice echoed around them, loud and unmistakable. He never let himself get so loud at home, no matter how far gone he got. Subconsciously he always knew that someone could hear... but out here? No one could hear him if he were to decide to scream like a banshee--it was relaxing. 

“I-I’m close,” Leviathan managed to get out, and Subaru smirked down at him and sped up his movements, running his eyes over him hungrily.

“Touch yourself for me,” He said in a tone that made Leviathan moan--he loved when Subaru ordered him around. It made his heart thump every time, and he couldn’t help but spring into action. One of his hands left Subaru’s shoulder and grasped himself in his hand, tugging himself off in time with Subaru’s thrusts. He could feel Subaru’s eyes on him, feel every inch of him inside of him--and with his hand moving on himself he couldn’t hold back. He couldn’t.

“C-Cumming,” He cried out as his eyes slammed shut and his back arched, a helpless cry being punched from his chest as he covered himself in cum. Subaru growled and leaned down, his fangs thoughtlessly slipping into Leviathan’s shoulder as he thrusted harder into him and lost himself to orgasm at the feeling of Leviathan’s body clenching around him. The warmth and the tightening made him absolutely weak, but the sight of Leviathan orgasming on himself? Well that was a secret little pleasure he’d be hard pressed to admit to. 

Leviathan was panting as Subaru slowed down his movements until they came to a stop, a tired, blitzed expression on his face as he peered up at Subaru with blinking and hooded eyes. “You’re so beautiful,” Leviathan said thoughtlessly and then his hand slapped down over his mouth. “S-Sorry, I know that was insensitive of me!” He backpedaled immediately, feeling bad about having complimenting something that Subaru hated about himself so intensely.

“It’s adorable how you think that’s insensitive. Was that supposed to be an insult? I don’t mind you thinking I’m attractive, if that’s what you’re worried about. It’d be weird if you didn’t.” Subaru said easily and Leviathan sighed in relief. He couldn’t help but feel like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders knowing that him finding Subaru attractive for his looks along with the other parts of him he loved didn’t make Subaru uncomfortable. “Hey, do you know where the lube went?” Subaru asked curiously and Leviathan’s eyes shot to his empty hands and smiled sheepishly.

“I must’ve dropped it.” He admitted, and Subaru laughed. 

“I’ll blink back to Sakamaki manor in the evening and grab another bottle from there.” Subaru said with an unbothered smile. “Don’t worry about it. It’s just lube.” He laughed and buried his face in Leviathan’s neck. “Are you cold? Do you want me to blink us to the tent?” Subaru asked.

“No, I’m fine right here like this.” Still connected, intertwined--together. He could honestly sleep there, as long as Subaru remained on top of him, acting as his slightly chilly blanket. Subaru nodded and sighed happily into his neck, letting his eyes slip shut and his mind relax. This felt like paradise for Subaru, who craved seclusion. The only down side was the sun, but he’d be sure to keep Leviathan tangled up in their sleeping bag until night came.

Satan x Laito

When Satan had laid down on the bed with the intention of reading which turned into a nap, Laito was gone doing his community service. After having gotten caught having sex, Laito had thrown himself right under the bus and took all the blame for them getting caught, for them having sex in public, and even though Satan had said ‘hey, he most certainly wasn’t to blame’ everyone still was pushing the blame off onto Laito. And Laito didn’t seem the slightest bit fazed by it--but Satan felt like shit. He didn’t want Laito to take the blame for something he’d initialized, but if even Laito wouldn’t admit that he wasn’t at fault Satan felt powerless to stop it. Laito having community service was fine, he guessed, but he should be with him serving it. 

Satan woke up to the feeling of Laito’s fingers lightly running up his arm, Laito’s lips lightly ghosting along his shoulder and neck as he pulled him back against his chest and nestled his face into the back of Satan’s neck. “I have missed you so much today, kitten,” Laito sighed softly, “You’re really too beautiful, it’s distracting.” 

“Mmm... Laito,” Satan sighed as Laito’s body settled behind his, fingers lightly trancing along the lines of his abdomen. Satan whimpered and turned his head towards his pillow as Laito nibbled at his earlobe before flicking his tongue over it. Satan shuddered a little, his head falling back onto Laito’s chest as a wave of pleasure washed over him. 

“I love it when you sigh my name like that,” Laito purred, his other hand managing to slip underneath him and wrap around his throat with a cocky little smile on his face. “Why don’t you let me hear some more of those beautiful sounds, hmm?” Laito said huskily, and Satan trembled lightly as he turned his head to look up at Laito over his shoulder with wide, somewhat drowsy eyes and nodded his head. Satan had no objections to that, not when Laito’s hands were touching him, eyes watching him, scent surrounding him.

Laito’s hand around his neck squeezed just a bit, a gentle reminder of his role, and it made Satan’s heart flutter excitedly in his chest. Laito’s gentle dominance was... weakening to him. He wanted nothing more than to submit to him, to let Laito consume his being--if for nothing else than the momentary reprieve he gets from subspace. “Laitoo...” Satan moaned when Laito’s fingers started trailing down his abdomen to his erection, his hand slipping inside the waistband of his pants. Satan gasped when Laito’s cool fingers wrapped around his cock, quickly followed by a moan as Laito started moving his wrist. Laito’s lips trailed along Satan’s shoulder to the back of his neck, his nose nuzzling into him. “I want you,” Satan said, blushing as he looked over at Laito.

He heard the sound of a packet of lube opening, and felt his pants being pulled down in the back. Laito positioned him carefully in front of him, pressing every inch of their bodies together as he pressed into Satan. Satan moaned, a shiver racing his spine as Laito’s length filled him. It was familiar, comforting, and Satan couldn’t help but grip onto Laito’s hand. “I missed you so much,” Satan admitted with a blush, and Laito smiled a little against his neck.

“I’ll just have to make it up to you, won’t I?” Laito purred, his arm wrapping tightly around Satan’s waist to hold him into place while he started thrusting his hips. Satan cried out and gripped into the wrist of the hand Laito had loosely holding his neck as Laito set a steady, long and precise pace that had Satan’s mind fogging over. With each drag of his length inside of him, he felt more and more lightheaded, pleasure zinging through him erratically as he tried to cling on to something--anything.

His body felt hot, and he felt like he was surely going to melt right into the mattress. It felt so good to have Laito inside of him, to have him back beside him. He’d only been gone a few hours, but with as secluded as Satan felt since the pictures were published it felt like forever. Mammon and Asmo had both tried and failed to cheer him up, but they weren’t really tackling the root of his issue--which was that he was getting off with just suspension while Laito had to do community service. Everyone kept passing him these pitying gazes, while turning their scornful looks to Laito--just as Laito had predicted--but Satan couldn’t stand it. 

“More, please,” Satan moaned as Laito’s hands felt like heaven against his skin, silky smooth, a little chilly but perfect. They had him feeling unsteady and like he was going to explode. Being with him felt like happiness--safety--and he wanted that feeling more than anything. “Laito!” He whimpered, his hand gripping tighter around Laito’s wrist and Laito hummed quietly and rocked their bodies together while trailing his lips along his shoulder. Satan couldn’t help but shudder with each brush of his lips, pleasure making his eyes roll back.

“Someone seems desperate, hmm?” Laito whispered into his ear, his lips lightly brushing at it. Satan whimpered and shook his head, looking up at him from over his shoulder through pleasure hazed eyes. “You look so sexy with that lustful look in your eyes. Tell me what you want, kitten?” Laito purred, and he gasped as Laito’s fingers tightened around his throat.

“I want to look at you,” Satan said, turning his head back towards his pillow. “I want to hold you more.” He blushed as he said it, but Laito smiled a little and nodded, pulling out of him long enough to maneuver him onto his back and then slipped back between his legs, leaning down and captured his lips in a heated and passionate kiss as he pushed back into him. “F-Fuck...” Satan moaned against his lips as he started moving inside of him immediately. He was so much deeper now, felt so much bigger and Satan couldn’t help but cling onto him desperately. 

“You’re so good, kitten,” Laito praised, trailing his lips along Satan’s cheek. “So beautiful,” Laito murmured, and Satan blushed brightly and wrapped his legs tightly around Laito’s waist, pulling him deeper into his hole while digging his nails into his back. Laito groaned and thrusted into him harder in response to the sting of pain and Satan blinked for a moment in surprise before he did it again, and Laito’s response was the same. Gotcha, he thought with a devious smirk he hid in Laito’s neck before he dug his nails into Laito harder. 

“Fuuck,” Laito gasped, burying himself inside of Satan as he came. Satan giggled a little, feeling pretty proud of himself for having managed to surprise Laito so much. “Oh I’m going to fuck you really good tonight, Kitten.” Laito  growled into his ear, a playful smirk on his face as he wrapped his hand around Satan’s throat and started thrusting into him rough and hard. Satan’s eyes widened as a pleasured scream tore its way from his throat. “Ah yes, let me hear those beautiful noises,” He said, his voice husky and deep as his eyes roamed over him.

“L-Laito!” Satan cried out, his body trembling under the intense wave of pleasure that crashed down over him. His body was vibrating, every thrust echoed through him and left him feeling unstable. He knew he’d be sore in the morning, but that didn’t matter--nothing did other than this. Laito was his happy place. Laito’s thrusts were steady and precise still, his hands holding him into place by the waist as he pounded into him. Laito leaned down and bit into his neck, his eyes rolling back.

Satan hated painful things, and biting sounds like the most terrifying kind of pain, but... every time Laito bit him his entire body felt like he was going to explode. At first he’d thought that it was the venom--which was a factor, surely--but he had realized it was the connection he felt. It felt intimate, and because Laito only did it with him it only increased that feeling more. Satan couldn’t help the way his entire body clenched as pleasure wrung through him. “I love you!” Satan cried out, arching his back up as his nails bit into Laito’s skin again.

“I love you, Satan, but if you keep scratching me, I’m going to lose control and fuck you right into the bed.” Laito half-growled into his ear, and Satan shuddered a little as a giggle left his lips and nodded his head with a little smirk beginning to over take his face. 

“Let go and fuck me so hard you have to carry me to breakfast in the morning.” Satan said, and Laito huffed out a chuckle and nodded, reaching his hand between their bodies to tug him off in time with his thrusts, perfectly timed somehow. Every one of them hit his prostate perfectly and Laito’s hand moved on his erection seamlessly. 

Satan couldn’t think, not at all. It all felt so good, and he loved the dominant gleam lighting up Laito’s eyes. He loved the way his eyes never left his as he moved, the way that one misplaced strand of hair was always falling into his face, and the way he always knew just how to touch him--Satan was more than grateful to have picked Laito as a partner, perhaps that was why it bothered him so much when his brothers acted like he was a victim and Laito a villian. 

“Don’t underestimate me,” Laito tsked with a smirk as gripped into Satan’s thigh and pulled one of his legs up over his shoulder. “You’ll be carried for at least a week when I’m done with you tonight.” Satan shivered and nodded his head, hooded eyes staring pleadingly up into Laito’s eyes as moans and squeals of pleasure echoed around the room, pleasure seeping into Satan and making him lightheaded. He didn’t want to think--he didn’t want to worry or feel guilty about anything. He just wanted to sink into Laito and let himself fall.

Laito’s hand started twisting at the tip of his dick and smirked a little when Satan arched up into his hand and came with a loud moan that bounced off his walls. Cum spurted out of his cock and painted his chest, body convulsing as pleasure made everything haze over in his mind. It was everything, so intense and good that he couldn’t think and he didn’t want to--he just wanted to forget everything as he got swept away by Laito and the unending pleasure that came with him. It was amazing, and freeing. Entrapping.

“So sensitive, aren’t you kitty?” Laito purred into his ear before he leaned down and nipped at his earlobe. Satan moaned and nodded, sparks of pleasure shooting through him as he tried to cling onto Laito tighter. Laito rocked into him harder, each thrust knocking the breath out of his chest as Satan tried to quiet his moans. He was desperate, his entire body alight with pleasure, the combined movements sending pleasure crashing over him in waves that had him trembling and moaning. 

Satan’s cock was aching and hard, sensitive from his orgasm as he tried to come down from the high, but Laito was keeping him riding on the pleasure. It was hard to focus, his mind felt delightfully silent, and his body felt alive with pleasure. Each thrust made his body jolt and pleasure made him momentarily thoughtless, his hands clawing at Laito’s back desperately as he tried to hang onto him. 

“La-Laito please, harder,” Satan managed to beg, and Laito pulled away from his neck and put his hands on his hips to hold him in place as he met eyes with Satan and smirked.

“You asked for it,” Laito all but growled as he sped up his thrusts and upped the strength behind them. Satan felt a rush of adrenaline crash down over him, and his legs wrapped around Laito’s waist holding onto him as tightly as he could. It was too much, but not enough. He feared he would never truly get enough of Laito--but that was okay with him. 

Beelzebub x Kanato

Kanato felt like he had, admittedly, become somewhat deviant since meeting Beel. He’d never really felt any sort of sexual desire before--Solomon had said he was demisexual which somewhat made sense to him. He had no desire for sex until he met and fell in love with Beel, he was only attracted to Beel and the thought of intercourse with anyone else was somewhat nauseating. That was basically what the human world web search had explained the coined term to be. He reminded himself frequently of Laito, but since having become accustomed to frequent sex, having plugs inside of him during the day and dick inside of him at night--he was shamelessly addicted to it. It was exhilarating--a rush. 

The knowledge that he was wearing the toy inside of him while he went on about his day--it made his stomach feel warm and his head a little foggy. At first it’d been a little intimidating, the thought of being discovered made him a little shaky and nervous, but the day had passed without event. It was a little disorienting at first, because he really had to try not to react to the feeling of the plug inside of him--humiliatingly enough, he’d accidentally set a few bushes on fire because of his pyrokinesis, but he learned really quickly how to avoid that. He’d even bought a few plugs himself--different sizes and shapes--on the internet because he’d taken a liking to it so much. It had become somewhat fun to try different ones to see which ones he preferred, and Beel was always eager to help him with that. 

He no longer felt embarrassment about the plugs residency inside of him, he even went out of his way to tease Beel in the classes they shared that no vampires were in. Most people were too frightened of him to sit beside him--he really didn’t understand why, they were all demons but it made it easier for him to tease Beel. If no one sat beside him then as long as he was discreet, he could let out little noises into Beel’s ear and wiggle around freely without gaining too much attention. He loved watching Beel’s eyes darken and to feel his hands grip around his hip as he tried to ignore him. 

Today was no different, at least until Kanato had accidentally orgasmed in his pants. It wasn’t particularly humiliating for Kanato, it hadn’t been very intense so he wasn’t loud and he was clear headed enough to keep a somewhat straight face despite the blush that trailed across his cheeks. He’d never worked himself up like that before without even realizing it was happening, and in public no less, so he was expecting Beel to be mortified. But he hadn’t been at all. Kanato could practically feel Beel’s eyes devouring him and the desire in those eyes had him trembling in excitement. The air around them was thick with desire and as soon as the bell rang, Beel was practically dragging him out of the classroom without even a second thought. 

The room they ended up in was high up in the school, very far away from anywhere people were--so far away that Kanato could barely make out pieces of their conversations thanks to the stone walls and floors separating them, with Kanato bent over some piece of furniture that had been long forgotten, his fingers gripping into the edges of it as Beel fucked him with the plug. He couldn’t help but cry out every time the toy mercilessly bashed into his prostate, pleasure coursing through him and making him feel boneless. 

Beel seemed perfectly content to just fuck Kanato with the toy, but Kanato could barely take it. He was painfully close to another orgasm already, and the stimulation was enough to drive him absolutely delirious. It felt so good, but at the same time it just wasn’t enough--he needed Beel inside of him, nothing else could compare. 

“B-Beel, please,” Kanato whimpered before he bit down into the sleeve of his RAD jacket, desperately trying to stave off his orgasm. Beel had pulled his pants and underwear over his ass but they were still in the way--he’d make a bigger mess of himself if he didn’t stop. “B-Beel--mm close, please,” Kanato begged as Beel kept thrusting the toy. Kanato cried out and leaned his head forward against the table with a moan as the toy pressed firmly against his prostate and rubbed.

“Not yet,” Beel said firmly as he pulled the plug from Kanato’s hole and carefully sat it down on his jacket on a table beside them and immediately wrapped his hands around Kanato’s waist and pushed inside of him. Kanato cried out and gripped the table harder, his entire body convulsing under the impact of Beel’s cock ramming right against his prostate. “Fuck.” Beel groaned, bending over Kanato’s back to kiss his shoulder before he started moving. 

Kanato could barely think as Beel’s length drug along his insides, stars flashing behind his eyes with each thrust. “T-Teddy,” Kanato cried out as his hands faltered their grip on the table, tremors of pleasure coursing through him as he lost himself to orgasm. He was really glad that they were far away from all of the other students of RAD because the noises falling out of his mouth were loud and unable to be muffled. Beel’s hands tightened on his hips as he rocked himself back into the thrusts desperately, unbothered by the sticky mess in his pants. He was still achingly hard, the cum in his pants making everything glide easier, and his body was quickly becoming overstimulated.

His cock was sensitive from his previous orgasms, and the constant stimulation against his prostate had it twitching, in combination with the rubbing of his cock against his underwear which felt surprisingly good in comparison to being exposed to the cool air of the room. Kanato could definitely tell no one used this part of the school because there wasn’t even heat in the room. He wasn’t cold--temperature didn’t really affect him on a physical level--but he could feel Beel’s heat resonating inside of him as his body temperature changed. The change in temperature had Kanato feeling like he was going to melt from the inside out, his mind blanking entirely as Beel thrusted into him harder and groaned in his ear.

“F-Fu-Fuck, Beel,” Kanato stammered, his eyes rolling back as Beel’s thrusts strengthened as he trailed one of his hands from Kanato’s hip to his neck and wrapped his palm around Kanato’s throat. Kanato whimpered, jolting slightly as Beel pulled him up to where his back was against Beel’s chest, legs hanging slightly from their height difference. Beel’s hand on his throat held him up along with the arm that’d slipped around his waist at some point during transition and he was acutely aware of how much deeper Beel was hitting. 

“You take me so good, Kanato, you’re such a good boy,” Beel’s voice, deep with desire was laced with appreciation and it made Kanato’s already pliant body even more willing. He couldn’t really think, not with the way Beel was stretching him, filling him to the point of near insanity. It felt so good, too good, but Kanato didn’t want it to stop. The toy that’d been buried inside of him all day left him feeling brazen, and Beel’s touch was relieving.

“S-So good,” Kanato managed to get out as his hands gripped into Beel’s arm, desperation clouding his thoughts as Beel’s thrusts knocked the air out of him along with helpless moans that he couldn’t stifle. Beel’s grip was gentle but firm around his neck, warm fingers having slipped under the collar around his neck to steady his grip and it had Kanato feeling on edge--in the best way possible. He loved when Beel’s touch felt heavy on his skin, reminding him ever so subtly that he belonged to him. It made him feel safe and loved, protected--cherished.

Thrust after thrust, Beel’s length pounded into him and left him feeling deliciously numb, pleasure zinging through his entire body as he trembled and hung in Beel’s grasp. If he were to let go, he’d fall straight to the floor but he didn’t care in the slightest. All he could think about was how full he was, how deep Beel was buried inside of him--pleasure crashing through him in waves that left him feeling breathless and weak. 

He couldn’t be bothered to ponder why the thought of being helpless in Beel’s hands made his heart feel free, nor did he really have the brain processing power to take Beel’s erection and think, because holy fuck who could think with something so big inside of them? Kanato felt his pants slide down his erection and squirmed a little as the cool air of the room his his cum coated briefs. The arm around his waist tightened for a moment and then he was being lifted and dropped. 

“A-Aghhnnn!” Kanato choked as Beel’s erection roughly jabbed his prostate, his hand gripping around Beel’s wrist as another orgasm pulled him under the tides of pleasure quickly rising inside of him. He felt tears forming in the corners of his eyes, but all he wanted to do was beg for more. He couldn’t figure out quite how to work his tongue, however, his entire mind having just shut off.

Beel bit down into his shoulder and he gasped, his eyes rolling back as convulsions wrecked his body. Beel smirked a little against his shoulder and pulled out of him, turning him to face his chest. Kanato let out a distressed noise as Beel’s length left him, and Beel chuckled and easily pushed back inside of him. Kanato whimpered, eyes slamming shut as he jolted in Beel’s arms. Hands firmly gripped his waist, and started moving him again, up and down. Kanato could only choke out a moan and cling onto Beel desperately as he rubbed himself against Beel’s shirt covered chest.

Shivers raced through Kanato as pleasure began to consume him again. His already empty mind felt pleasantly warm and safe as he drifted through the sensations running through his body. He couldn’t help but lean into Beel’s neck and bite down into him, instincts taking him over as he tried and failed to cling onto Beel. His hands were unsteady and he couldn’t quite do anything else to hold onto him. Beel’s blood rushing into his mouth made his body seize and Beel groaned deeply, the sound setting Kanato’s already desire riddled body on fire as he wiggled around desperately.

Kanato felt his release rapidly approaching, overstimulation making them come way too frequently for him to recover from them, and he’d lost track of how many he’d even had. He was more than sure if he came again he’d be spent and useless for at least an hour, but he wanted nothing more than to sink into oblivion with the pleasure surrounding him. He knew he had to bring Beel off at least once before he had to tap out, so he did the only thing he knew how to. He flooded him with venom. 

Beel’s hands gripped his waist tighter and made shallower, but harder thrust to accommodate the bite as tingles spread through his body. The venom hit him with a headrush and Beel found himself groaning and burying himself deeper into Kanato, grinding his erection against Kanato’s prostate. Kanato’s entire body clenched down around Beel, teeth digging in just a little deeper as his eyes squeezed shut and he trembled. The waves of ecstasy were rapidly approaching, he could feel them beginning to encompass him. Beel groaned and reached down, wrapping his hand around the outside of Kanato’s sticky boxers. Kanato moaned into the bite and came again, his entire body convulsing under the weight of it.

“You’re so pretty when you cum.” Beel’s voice murmured in his ear, and he whimpered, parting his eyes to look up at Beel desperately. That delicious voice wrapped around him and made his entire body feel tingly, spent and tired but completely determined. He parted from Beel’s neck and leaned up to kiss him, sliding himself down a little so he could wrap his legs around Beel’s waist tighter. 

“I-I want you to fill me up,” Kanato murmured against his lips, a blush spreading across his cheeks at the admission. Beel’s eyes darkened and he nodded, burying his face in his neck. Beel’s grinding didn’t stop, and it had Kanato twitching in his arms from the overstimulation, but Kanato wouldn’t dare complain. He was close, Kanato could tell just from the look in his eyes. He used all of the strength left in his body to grind himself down Beel’s erection and tighten himself around him, leaning up slightly so he could nibble at his ear. Beel groaned softly and bit down into Kanato’s neck, sparks of pleasure shooting through him. “Sit on the table,” Kanato managed to get out of his slightly scratchy throat. Beel complied easily, sitting down on the table. 

Kanato positioned himself quickly to where he could use his legs to work himself up and down Beel’s erection, unable to help the moans that left his throat. He had been sure he was tired out and unable to orgasm again but he could no longer be certain--not with Beel’s cock repeatedly hitting his prostate. Beel leaned back a little, unable to stop his eyes from wandering over Kanato’s body as he worked him off. 

He was so close, but he knew when they finished it’d be a few hours before they could do it again. He could tell that Kanato was almost out of his mind with the pleasure, though, so he couldn’t hold himself back. Kanato’s pace was slightly unbalanced but Beel didn’t mind in the slightest--he honestly could’ve came if Kanato just sat still on his lap long enough. But it was incredibly sexy to watch his normally shy and reserved partner be so intent on pleasuring him.

Much too fast, but truthfully just in time, Beel’s hips jerked up and he came, his hand handing on Kanato’s lower back to hold him into place. Kanato trembled in Beel’s arms as he felt Beel’s hot cum filling him up, making his mind go haywire. His body was twitching and sensitive, but he was perfectly content to let Beel hold him there until he was finished.

Belphegor x Shu

Shu was downright exhausted from the responsibilities of being a rep for the vampire community. With the weekly meetings that varied in length and seriousness, Shu was quickly growing tired of them, but really he couldn’t do anything about it so he mostly just sat there and ignored everyone while trying to keep his mind off of the pretty demon waiting for him at home. Reminding himself of Belphie was great when he wasn’t bored out of his mind, but the meetings were about as much fun as watching paint dry and thinking about Belphie would only make him want to leave more. 

While he was in his meeting, He’d been surprised to see Ruki standing dutifully behind Diavolo, occasionally handing Diavolo paperwork and even going around and filling up tea-cups and coffee-cups while Barbatos was gone. Shu had been pretty certain Barbatos wouldn’t leave Diavolo’s side, but he’d stepped out halfway through the meeting for some reason. He’d not elaborated, but Diavolo didn’t seem to mind so it was whatever. Shu didn’t really care that much. He’d been gobsmacked when Ruki walked over to fill up his coffee cup and Diavolo’s scent hit him in the face. It was strong and in-ignorable, even for just the brief couple of moments that Ruki was beside him. 

Shu couldn’t really determine much about their relationship just from looking, but the only time that Belphie smelled that much like him was right after they had sex. Mammon also frequently reeked of Ayato’s scent, and Kanato smelled like Beelzebub--which Shu couldn’t lie about, the dude smelled pretty good--and Satan never didn’t smell like he’d taken a shower in Laito. Regardless, he didn’t really care enough to compare scents... the point was, Belphie, Mammon, Kanato, Satan, Lucifer, and Leviathan all reeked of their partners. He’d even been able to catch Lucifer’s scent overpowering Reiji’s sometimes, as well as Leviathan’s scent overpowering Subaru’s. It all depended on who topped--and who pulled out--whether or not they smelled differently. Perhaps because Ruki wasn’t born a vampire, he didn’t realize scents catch even if you aren’t mated, but if he did know he seemed pretty unbothered by it. 

Shu didn’t even care--he just found it a little comical is all. Ruki had been all broody and reserved the entire time he’d known him, he almost wished he had of suggested to Ruki that he get dicked down during their encounters in the human world. It seemed to have chilled him right the fuck out. Shu could definitely appreciate that--not having him and Reiji both throwing insults at him was more than ideal. 

The topics of discussion were mainly about upcoming events and meetings with Karlheinz that were coming up, but Laito and Satan’s predicament came up. He really had to put effort in not to throw Ruki, Diavolo, Lucifer and Reiji under the bus. He wasn’t necessarily close with his brothers, he much preferred to be by himself, but the four of them were being really unfair with Laito. They kept saying that Laito was pulling Satan into scandals and he was really pissed about it. Satan wasn’t just a human man, he was a demon--fourth strongest in the Devildom below Diavolo, and Shu knew from experience that Belphie could definitely push him off of him if he didn’t want him on him. Also, Satan was engaged to Laito--which he understood didn’t mean Laito couldn’t take advantage of him, but Laito actually seemed to be really good to Satan.

He didn’t agree with Laito’s blatant and constant over-sharing, nor his perverted sense of humor, but Laito had really progressed since meeting Satan, as had Ayato from meeting Mammon. Even Kanato seemed different, happier. The fact that everyone was turning a blind eye to the fact that Satan had said he consented to the whole thing over and over again. He knew why Laito was letting everyone go on about how bad he was--because it kept the heat on him and not Satan--but it still pissed him off. 

As his brother, Reiji should have Laito’s back, not be talking shit about him. He felt like taking everyone down a peg or two by pointing out that Beel fucked Kanato in the kitchen, he fucked Belphie at school all the time, Mammon had sucked Ayato off in class a few times, Lucifer had been fucked against walls in abandoned classrooms, and Ruki reeked of Diavolo so he could piece together what the two of them were doing just before their meeting. But, he respected Laito’s desire to protect Satan from the scrutiny of his peers. If he were viewed in a more sympathetic way, people couldn’t go around being asswipes to him without being it being obvious that they were asswipes. 

He couldn’t help but feel protective of Laito--he’d been used a lot for sex. He was attractive, outgoing, flirtatious and because of his mother, had few boundaries he wouldn’t cross. Students and teachers alike had used Laito for sex, and then allowed him to take the fall for them, and it really pissed him off. Laito may have been a vampire, but manipulation works on immortals as well as mortals. Despite Laito’s outward appearance, he wasn’t as strong or unfeeling as he seemed. He still felt things, and seeing Reiji completely dismiss that and allow others to do it too? He was offended for Laito. 

“Ririe, are you awake still? You’re breathing.” Belphie murmured softly, and Shu’s eyes popped open. He’d been sure Belphie was out cold, Belphie had been snoring less than five minutes before he’d spoken. But Shu was caught up in his thoughts and hadn’t noticed them stopping. 

“I’m awake,” Shu said softly, and Belphie nodded and nestled up to his chest, his fingers wrapped around Shu’s wrist and pulled his hand over before his fingers moved down to play with his fingers tiredly. Shu watched him with a smile as he started teasingly playing with Belphie’s fingers. Belphie giggled and glanced up at him with pretty pink and purple eyes, a blush coating his cheeks. 

“Are you okay?” Belphie asked quietly, a worried look crossing his face. “You usually are asleep by now.” Belphie murmured, and Shu smiled and nodded his head, pressing a kiss to Belphie’s forehead.

“I just have a lot on my mind tonight.” Shu assured him, and Belphie sat up and leaned over so that his head was laying on Shu’s stomach, just above their hands. 

“I’ll listen if you want to talk about it.” Belphie said shyly, a blush coating his cheeks. 

“Well, some of it I don’t think even Lucifer knows yet, truthfully.” Shu admitted, a couple of his fingers playfully wrapping around one of Belphie’s. Belphie giggled and pulled his finger out and wrapped his hand around the two that had been around his finger. Belphie’s eyes lit up in ill disguised interest and Shu sighed. He should’ve left that part out, most definitely. “You must not tell anyone.” Shu said and Belphie nodded eagerly. “I have reasons to suspect something is going on between Ruki and Diavolo.” 

“Oh no way! This is fantastic! How do you know?” Belphie asked, rolling over onto his back and turning his head to look up at Shu. Shu sighed and recanted how musings about Ruki smelling like Diavolo, and how Belphie and a few others always smelled like their partners most strongly after intercourse. Belphie’s excitement visibly grew as the story progressed, and Shu found himself hesitant. Belphie was pretty tight lipped, but he had a grudge against Lucifer. Perhaps he should’ve thought this through more, but it was too late now. “You’re kidding! Oh that’s hilarious! I wish I had of been there!” 

“You probably wouldn’t have been able to tell. It seemed like only Reiji and I could tell.” Shu said, and Belphie pouted a little and squeezed his fingers a little as a thoughtful look overtook his face. “Satan is pretty pissed, he’s not left Laito’s room in three days.” Belphie sighed. 

“It’ll work out.” Shu said, more hopefully than surely. 

“I’m not so sure. Satan looked ready to dismember Asmo when he left Laito’s room earlier.” Belphie said, frowning a little. “I don’t get what the big fucking deal is. So he had sex at school, the big problem was the pictures, right? Well, the guy was punished for taking them.” 

“I know. It’s not fair to Laito either, he’s taking a lot of shit from Lucifer and Reiji right now, and Diavolo even seems rather upset with him.” Shu said with a frown. 

“I agree. Satan obviously feels bad, but I don’t get it. Why is Laito even going to this level? Whenever we do it somewhere we can get caught, I expect fully for me to take part of the blame.” Belphie said, and Shu nodded and intertwined their fingers together.

“He is used to being in trouble for this stuff, and he doesn’t want people to treat Satan the way that they treated him in the human world.” Shu admitted, looking up at his ceiling. “Laito was just like he is now, only way more perverted and he was always getting suspended for having sex at school. Students, teachers--everyone pretty much took advantage of him.” 

“But you’re all really strong.” Belphie said, frowning a bit. “I guess that sounds a little presumptuous, but Laito always seemed somewhat...” He tapered off, unsure how to follow up the words that were coming out of his mouth. 

“Well, physically speaking, yes we are very strong. And, mentally as well--but some are more fragile than others. For instance Kanato. One thing can go wrong and ruin his entire week, and if two things go wrong you may as well cancel your plans with him for a month because he’s not leaving his room.” Shu said, scratching the back of his head. “Some of us are strong mentally, I guess, but it’s only because we had no other choice.” 

“Why is Laito specifically more fragile?” Belphie asked curiously, and Shu winced a little and scratched the back of his head. 

“Well, his moms spent his childhood sleeping with him, manipulating him, and then he and his brothers murdered her.” Shu said, looking at Belphie with hesitant eyes. “Now, nothing I’m telling you leaves this room, alright? I’m not having him come bitch at me.” Belphie nodded his head easily. He wouldn’t tell anyone. He’d just silently gloat because he knew more than most of his brothers did. Shu trusted him, he wouldn’t break that trust for anything--but he really liked feeling like he was a step ahead of Lucifer.

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Corey’s gonna wish he never said that 🤣 I know one a y’all is gonna immortalize that line in a fanfic forever! 🤣🙈

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Yui: I'm going to start cussing people out - but biblically. Yui @ Yuma: I hope your crops wither and bear no fruit and the ravens eat your mustard seeds-

Reiji: May your bread never leaven, your water never boil and you never find the pebble in your sandal though it plagues your heel.

Yui: No! That's too far!

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Tbh... same tho.

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Reblog if you genuinely support asexuals

It terrifies me that there’s so much raging passion in the lgbt+ community that insist on marginalizing asexuals and implying that asexuals don’t deserve to have safe spaces. There’s still so much acephobia so I just wanna know which blogs are genuinely supportive and a safe space for asexuals

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Obey Me S/C x Mukami Brothers 8

Obey Me Side Characters x Mukami Brothers 8

So I felt super bad because Diavolo has feelings for Lucifer but he has no counterpart, and Asmodeus is the only brother who didn’t get paired with a vampire and it makes me so sad. Also I absolutely love the Mukami’s and I think Azusa is such a little cutie–but that’s getting off track! So anyway, I decided that I’d add the Mukami’s to the mix. If you’d like an analysis on why I picked the couples, feel free to ask. But this is just going to be just like the Obey Me brothers x Sakamaki brothers one-shot series thing.

Ships: - Lord Diavolo x Ruki -Barbatos x Azusa -Simeon x Kou -Asmodeus x Yuma x Solomon Just a short general rundown of the AU: All of the Sakamaki brothers have moved to the Devildom, have partners (as per my OM x DL crossover stories have already laid out) and the alliance between the three realms is coming together–the Human world having already accepted the alliance, and the celestial realm–and Shu mended bridges with Yuma and convinced him and the rest of his brothers to partake in the exchange program. The same rules apply to biting in this as in my other series of one-shots. I didn’t do an analysis on this one, but if you’re interested in that I can later.

Rating: SFW Warnings: Pretty mild. Mentions sex, slight teasing. That's about it.

Diavolo x Ruki

Initially Diavolo had been a little worried about what had transpired in his office, but Ruki was acting as if nothing had happened. Diavolo had admittedly gotten himself worked up over nothing, Ruki had only gone to help someone study, but it had immediately pulled up memories of when Lucifer and Reiji had just started going out. He had thought that he'd mostly forgotten about Lucifer, but alas, he was still remembering him. Perhaps it was different, however, because he was no longer feeling sorrow for losing Lucifer, but was feeling fear that the same thing would happen with Ruki.

Ruki was incredibly attractive, hardworking and determined, bold enough to tell you what he wants, and confident enough to know his own value. He wasn't just all of those things though, he was also witty and intelligent, intelligent enough to get on with Satan and learn the Demonic language in a night. He could fluently speak it, write it and read it. He had made a few minor mistakes initially, but he'd even impressed Lucifer. It wasn't a stretch to think that he'd have multiple people who at least wanted to make a move on him--but Diavolo had him, and even if that claim was only temporary, he'd make the best of it.

He'd talked to Ruki and changed the restrictions on their arrangement so that he could see Ruki more. He also offered Ruki a... job... of sorts. He was calling Ruki his secretary. By doing so, he'd lightened the load off of Barbatos some, and off of Lucifer even more. Ruki had accepted the job without any hesitation, citing 'office sex is fun when you can't be fired for it' and Diavolo had to agree.

A sharp snap brought Diavolo out of his thoughts and he blinked a couple of times and looked up at Ruki. "You aren't paying attention to me, your majesty." Ruki drawled, putting his arms over his chest. "I've been reminding you of your schedule for twenty minutes and it doesn't look as though you've heard a word I've said." Oh, yeah. That was something he was supposed to pay attention to, wasn't it?

"I apologize, Ruki, please continue," Diavolo said, reaching for his cup of tea. Ruki raised his eyebrow at him and stepped forward, placing a sheet of paper on the desk and sliding it across to Diavolo. Diavolo glanced at it, then back at Ruki. Ruki sighed.

"First on the agenda today is a meeting with Lucifer and Reiji. They should be bringing by the paperwork Barbatos dropped off while Lucifer was on vacation." Ruki said and sat down across from him, a little smirk on his face. "RAD's expense reports and bills have to be completed by two in the afternoon, because you have to have lunch finished by three. Got it?" Ruki said, and Diavolo nodded his head. "Continuing on, then. At three, you have a meeting with the leader of the newspaper club."

"Why?" Diavolo couldn't help but question, it seemed so odd for him to have more than one meeting with the newspaper club in a six month period of time and he'd just met with them around two and a half months ago.

"Because they published a rather unbecoming article about the student council. It would be unwise to let the article stay up over twenty four hours, yes?" Ruki asked, and Diavolo nodded. But, he hadn't read the article in question. "Barbatos was the one who set up the meeting, I'm only following his instructions with this one." Ruki said, and Diavolo nodded.

"I haven't read the article, truthfully." Diavolo said, and Ruki sighed and reached into his jacket pocket and pulled a newspaper out of his jacket and leaned over a little, smirking slyly as he slid it across the desk.

"I know. After the meeting with the newspaper clubs president, you have--" Diavolo found himself not really able to focus on much else other than Ruki. He had his knee crossed and was smirking at him with those pale grey blue eyes. His hair falling slightly in his face from leaning over, and the uniform he was wearing... well, it was doing things to Diavolo.

Since Ruki now held his own position formally, Diavolo had allowed alter his uniform however he wanted it. As per Ruki fashion, he'd dyed the whole thing black. He paired it with a tie that perfectly matched his tie, and a dark grey collared shirt underneath it. The darkness of the clothes contrasted his skin nicely, and the tie brought out the blue in his eyes and made him look really sexy.

"Diavolo, we do not have time for you to zone out on me today." Ruki said, shifting slightly in his seat as he looked over Diavolo. "It is of utmost importance that the bills, expense reports, and the meeting with the club president goes well." Diavolo agreed with that but... he could still remember Ruki being below him, feel the scratches on his back and arms from Ruki's clawing, and he knew that Ruki was currently shifting around on a plug that Diavolo had put inside of him.

Before Diavolo could reply, a knock sounded on his door. Ruki sighed deeply and looked at him. "I suppose I'll just have to reiterate this information to you at lunch. You know your morning overview. Lucifer and Reiji are outside so I'll go ahead to class." Ruki said, standing up and getting his things together.

"Ruki," Diavolo said, and Ruki looked up at him questioningly. "You don't have to leave just because Lucifer and Reiji show up." Ruki blinked at him a couple of times, surprise taking over his face. "As my assistant, it is acceptable for you to be here." Diavolo insured, and Ruki nodded and stood up. He walked over to the door and opened it, giving them a small greeting.

Lucifer looked at him in mild surprise before something crossed over his face and he smiled at him a little, nodding his head as he passed Ruki. Reiji and Ruki looked at each other for a couple of minutes and then they both scoffed and looked away from each other, but Reiji proceeded inside and sat down beside Lucifer silently. Diavolo knew there was some tension there, but Reiji had managed to somewhat make amends with Ruki so he was hoping for the best. "I have all of the paperwork that you left for me." Lucifer said, sitting down a thick manila envelope on Diavolo's desk. "Have you spoken with the president of the newspaper club this morning?" Lucifer asked, and Diavolo shook his head.

"I have a meeting with him... this..." He turned to look at Ruki who held up three fingers. "Afternoon. At three." Diavolo explained. Lucifer nodded and frowned.

"This is really quite troublesome. It wouldn't be so inconvenient if Laito and Satan would quit fornicating in the library." Lucifer said, rubbing his temples a little. "This is the fifth time that they've been caught, it really isn't surprising. But as Satan is treasurer, the article could backfire." Lucifer seemed worried, and it shot a pang through Diavolo. After all, you can't just fully erase centuries worth of feelings in a few months or a year.

"Truthfully," Diavolo said, picking up his tea cup and shifting forward. "Where they have sexual intercourse isn't really any of our business." Diavolo couldn't fault them for it, he'd had Ruki bent over his desk more than once. "What's troublesome is that they were photographed." Diavolo said as he ran his eyes over the article. "It's obvious that neither of them knew that they were being watched, let alone photographed."

"That brings about the matter of what was essentially pornographic imagery that was put out in a school newspaper." Reiji said, and Lucifer nodded. "The lower grades have actual children in them, and while it is unlikely they'd come across the newspaper that can't guaranteed that they won't. Which raises this from a troublesome event to actual trouble."

"That's true. It also raises the question of consent, because it's obvious that neither knew they were being photographed. While I don't agree with where they decided to do it, it wasn't right for them to secretly take photographs." Lucifer said. "Satan is my brother, and I will rip the president of that club to shreds to protect his honor." Lucifer continued on, a frown setting in.

"Obviously we need to do more than suspend him," Diavolo said, leaning back in his seat. "This will cause an uproar if it's not handled correctly. I'm just unsure how far to take it." Diavolo paused for a moment. "What do you think, Ruki?" Diavolo asked, and Ruki's eyes widened in surprise, attention being drawn to him immediately. He cleared his throat a little.

"Well, it is a fact that Satan and Laito shouldn't have been having sex in the library. Anyone could walk in there." Ruki said, shifting his weight a bit. "But, exposing children to images of that nature is a crime in the human world. A very large one. Of course, that is a theoretical issue, not a confirmed one, so we can table that for a moment." Ruki said, looking at Diavolo. He couldn't help but think, you want my opinion instead of Lucifer's, as he continued. "I think the most important concern is their consent. If he will take photos of them having intercourse, and it's allowed to continue, he could be encouraged to continue violating consent. It could quickly turn from one isolated instance to everyone in school being afraid to change clothes in the changing rooms before."

Reiji huffed for a moment and crossed his arms over his chest. "I agree." He reluctantly admitted, and Lucifer nodded his head. Ruki mentally sighed. He'd never expected Diavolo to ask for his opinion in school matters. He was just there, essentially, to keep Diavolo on track. He didn't mind helping, but... Diavolo had asked him specifically.

"The punishment should be expulsion and community service." Lucifer said, a sadistic smirk stretching across his face. "I have the perfect idea. He could be Reiji's second test subject."

"I refuse." Reiji said, raising an eyebrow.

"Why?" Lucifer asked, looking genuinely confused.

"Because I have no investment in his survival. Say I were to poison him and then get bored. How would I convince myself to cure him if I didn't care?" Reiji said, and Lucifer raised his hand.

"Who said I had an aversion to that?" Lucifer said, and Reiji smirked.

"Well, I have an aversion to that, so we should probably continue brainstorming." Diavolo said, and Lucifer sighed in defeat. "I do think community service is a good idea. Perhaps I'll have him do some trash collecting."

"That seems much more on par with what a school would use as a punishment." Reiji said, but Lucifer wasn't so keen on agreeing. Diavolo sighed mentally and tried to tear his eyes off of Ruki's hips. It was not a success. - - - By the time that Diavolo had gotten Lucifer and Reiji out of his office, he'd practically cried in relief. The meeting had gone fantastic. At first a bit tense, because of Reiji and Ruki's strained relationship, but it began going well. So well, that Diavolo found himself really liking it. Ruki was opinionated and once he was included in the conversation he'd made really good points. It was nice to see Ruki in a setting where he was talking to others with him. It felt comfortable and familiar. But, Diavolo was hard.

"Ruki," Diavolo said, and Ruki turned to him, raising an eyebrow. "I would really like to bend you over my desk right now." He said, his eyes roaming over Ruki. Ruki blushed a little and shifted around, arousal beginning to creep through him.

"What about your paperwork?" Ruki asked, and Diavolo laughed a little, standing up and slowly making his way over to Ruki. He put his hands on his hips, feeling the sharp bones of his hips beneath his clothes. Ruki's breath hitched a little.

"What about it?" Diavolo asked teasingly, one of his hands slipping around to Ruki's lower back while his other hand went up to rest on the side of his face. Ruki shivered a little and let Diavolo pull him closer, feeling his warmth wrap around him and settle in. "I'd much rather spend my time doing something more fun, yes?"

"You're so spoiled," Ruki tsked, his eyes shooting up to meet Diavolo's. "Whatever am I going to do with you?" He asked, blushing as he looked up at Diavolo.

"Well, my preference has always been for you to spoil me." Diavolo said, and Ruki sighed playfully, a small laugh falling off his lips as he smirked.

"I suppose if you hurry, and take a short lunch we could squeeze in a few minutes to handle your erection." Ruki said decisively, a little smirk teasing up the corners of his lips. Diavolo immediately leaned down and pressed his lips against Ruki's, loving the ease in which Ruki gave into him. For all his teasing, he didn't really believe a damn word of it himself.

Barbatos x Azusa

Azusa had never been a huge fan of cleaning but he understood the meaning behind doing it, and had always taken care of cleaning up after himself. Once he moved in with Diavolo and Barbatos though, he'd began to appreciate the time he spent cleaning. Deep cleaning wasn't something that would appeal to him when he was alone but he really enjoyed doing it with Barbatos.

Spending time with Barbatos had quickly become Azusa's favorite thing. So every day when he returned from RAD, he changed out of his uniform and put on jeans and a sweater, and started helping Barbatos with chores. Today was no different than usual. He'd finished his last class, and had done his homework at lunch. Being a vampire definitely had it's pros, and one of which was being able to skip lunch. He didn't get sustenance from eating human food, and who really likes school food anyway? He'd always preferred Ruki's cooking over it anyway--and then Barbatos's cooking? Fan-fucking-tastic. Consider him spoiled, he'd never eat anything else. Devildom food was different from human world food admittedly, but Azusa had always had odd tastes.

Oops, he thought to himself as he sprayed some cleaner onto a shelf and started cleaning it, realizing that he'd gotten side tracked again. Him cleaning took half of the time that it took Barbatos, but he often found himself day-dreaming while he was doing it. Most of the time it was about Barbatos. As he finished wiping down the wooden shelve, he quickly placed everything back onto the shelf, perfectly in place as they had been before.

Barbatos usually left items down and picked them up and dusted under them as he went, but with Azusa's enhanced speed, it was easier for him to just take everything off. It took less time, and he really hated slow and time consuming jobs. He preferred to get things done and over with. What was the point in lingering around if you don't have to? He started on the second shelf and had it cleared, when Barbatos caught his attention.

He turned around and glanced over at him. He was mopping the floor in the entry way, and Azusa had to stifle the urge to bite into his lip. Barbatos looked way too attractive doing everything, and it was really distracting. Not only was he attractive, though, he was also amazing at literally everything. Cooking, cleaning, speaking, painting, first aid, torture... Okay, he could admit that was a jump, but the point was that Barbatos could do just about anything. If not everything. He was also kind, loyal, hardworking, strong, admirable, and funny. He was so smart it was disorienting, and his calm and gentle presence just put everything inside of Azusa to rest.

It was comfortable, doing household chores with Barbatos. It felt almost like they were cleaning their own house and not Diavolo's castle, oddly domestic and lighthearted. It was somehow... exciting for him. After everything that had happened, he was really glad to have something so... normal in his life.

It wasn't exactly 'normal' but that was okay. He wasn't normal. "Hey, when you finish that, can you help me with changing the sheets in Lord Diavolo's room?" Barbatos asked. Azusa nodded his head and started focusing on the shelf again. He really needed to stop staring at Barbatos every time he got the chance, but he was just really captivated by him.

He hurried through cleaning the shelf, letting Barbatos know that he was almost done. Barbatos stepped away to go grab the laundry out of the dryer and carried it back to where Azusa was waiting for him. Azusa turned to Barbatos when he heard him approaching, smiling when their eyes met. It was soft, almost nonexistent, but there nonetheless. Since finding out that he and Barbatos would get together sometime in the future, that was really all he could think about.

It was somewhat nerve wrecking, because he was excited. Barbatos was exciting, and Azusa wanted to delve deeper into him. The satisfaction that came from doing what Barbatos directed him to wasn't really surprising, Azusa had always been eager to please--but the feeling that came from his words of praise? That was something that had hit him in the face and knocked him unsteady.

Barbatos led him up to Diavolo's bedroom and knocked on the door. When no one answered, Barbatos glanced at Azusa as if to ask 'is it safe to open this door' to which Azusa nodded. He could tell no one was inside. There wasn't the scent of Diavolo's blood, which was faint but distinguishable whenever he was inside of a room, but also Azusa couldn't hear him inside. If he were in there, he wasn't breathing. Which seemed unlikely.

Barbatos opened the door and led him inside, carrying the sheets over to Diavolo's bed. Azusa got on the other side of the bed and took his side of the sheet. As they put on the fitted sheet it was quiet and peaceful. The atmosphere between them was always like that. The sound of tiny feet scuffling against the floor caught Azusa's attention, and his noise twitched a little in response.

"What's the matter?" Barbatos asked.

"I just... heard something small moving on the floor somewhere." Barbatos stilled for a moment, a somewhat uneasy look on his face. "Is... there something wrong?" Azusa asked. "Is it... a ghost or... something?" Azusa asked softly, his raspy voice somewhat relaxing Barbatos's nerves, but not completely.

"I doubt it is anything like that." Barbatos said tightly, his teal eyes shooting along the lines of the floor. If there was a rodent... He was unable to finish the thought because his eyes caught sight of two little bright red eyes peeking up at him from underneath Diavolo's dresser. Barbatos dropped the sheet and stepped back. Oh no. Rat. It is a rat. Abort mission, the young lord can make up his own bed--

Azusa turned around, his eyes narrowing in on the small rat in seconds and he kneeled down and reached under the dresser, easily grasping it in his hand. He carefully pulled it out from under the dresser and held it in his hands. "I'll take him outside." Azusa said, a soft smile overtaking his face.

"Okay," Barbatos said, stepping back away from him. He really didn't want to get any closer to the rodent and didn't have the slightest idea how Azusa was just holding it like it was a pet. That little creature was way worse than any demon Barbatos had ever seen. Azusa blinked down to the garden and carried him out into the woods a little way, before sitting him down on the ground.

"Go on, find somewhere else to soil." Azusa said, nudging it forward with his hand. To his surprise, the rat jumped into his hand as if to say no. "You have to." Azusa said softly, running his finger over the rats head gently. Bright red eyes looked up at him, weird little nose twitching, almost silently pleading with him. "You seem to know that there's nothing for miles out in this direction. Perhaps somewhere else would be more appropriate." Azusa said, and blinked again, this time going to a different spot in the forest, close to an abandoned shed. It'd be enough to keep the little guy warm.

"How about here?" The rat pushed his nose against Azusa's hand and shook it's head. "Well, I'm running out of options here, little guy." Azusa said, and the rat just kind of looked up at him. "Don't look at me like that! My boyfriend doesn't like rats." Azusa said. The rat just looked up at him. "Oh my Diavolo." Azusa said, his hand shooting up to his mouth.

He'd just called Barbatos his boyfriend. The rat tilted its head at Azusa, putting its teeth on his fingers. At first he thought it was going to bite him--in which case, hell hath no fury like a vampire scorned by a rat--however, it just sat there with it's teeth on his finger for a minute before it wiggled a little and rolled over in his hand. What kind of fucking rat does circus tricks?

"You know, you kind of remind me of Kou." Azusa said, looking at him for a moment before he sighed. "Fine, but if Barbatos says no, there's nothing I can do and you'll have to stay in the woods, okay?" The rat just settled into his hand and closed its eyes. He was going to really have to suck up to be able to keep him. But, he had already decided he was going to name him Lou, so even if Barbatos wouldn't let him keep him in the castle, he'd bring him to the shed and then take care of him there. He could bring a blanket and one of his sweaters....

When he blinked back into the castle, Barbatos was waiting in the entryway. When his eyes landed on the rat, he sighed. "I tried to put him outside... but he kept looking at me... like he wanted to... be my friend." Azusa explained in his raspy voice, looking somewhat sheepish.

"I... have no words." How do you befriend a RAT? He had no idea, but he could tell just by looking at Azusa that there was no way he was going to just put it outside, and killing it would be cruel. Barbatos sighed. "In a cage. At all times. No balls with the rat inside of them running along the castle." Barbatos said tightly.

"Really? You're gonna let me keep Lou?" Azusa asked.

"You named it Lou? Won't that upset your brother--well, never mind that. Yes, you can keep it. But, we're sleeping in my room, I refuse to sleep in a room with a rodent." Barbatos said. Fair enough, Azusa amended, smiling down at the rat and petting it softly on the head. "I have a cage in the dungeon. Please--help yourself." He said, smiling a little as he ushered Azusa away from him.

He would always love Azusa, but rats were fucking creepy, and that was a hill he was prepared to die on.

Simeon x Kou

Simeon had invited Kou out to eat as a date. He'd dropped Luke off with Barbatos and Azusa, who'd promised to keep him busy while he was gone. He wasn't worried, though, he knew that Barbatos was a trustworthy person, and Luke's acceptance of him really showed how good of a person he was. The nerve wrecking part was going on a date. They'd been out on little dates, like ice cream dates with Luke, so he wasn't sure what was so different about being in a restaurant alone. There was no fear that Luke would pop in and disrupt them, and Simeon felt almost like he was drowning.

He had thought that he knew intimacy, but he didn't know how to talk knowing that he was completely alone with Kou. Well, aside from the other patrons of the restaurant, but he digresses. It was a lot more of a personal setting than he'd thought it would be, and he had no idea what to talk about.

His time in the celestial realm was pretty boring, he didn't really do much up there aside from look after Luke and write. He could talk about stuff from when the Lucifer and his brothers were in the Celestial Realm because that was when he was most active, but that was a long time ago.

"I really like this place, it's nice." Kou said, smiling a little as he picked up his glass of non-alcoholic demonus and took a drink of it. "You look really nice in that suit, by the way." Kou said as he sat his glass back down.

"You look wonderful as well." Simeon said, running his eyes over Kou. He could really tell he'd put effort into his appearance. Gone was the playful Kou, replaced by a suit-wearing mature Kou. Simeon couldn't help but notice that his tie perfectly matched his eyes, and he really liked the way the accent made Kou's eyes shine.

"Thanks," Kou said, a slight flush overtaking his face. "I started reading TSL, by the way. I really like it. I wish I could write like that." Kou said, leaning forward a little bit. "It's loosely based off of the demon brothers, isn't it?"

"Somewhat," Simeon admitted. "They are memorable people, after all." Kou laughed and nodded his head.

"They really do make an impression," Kou said with a smile. "I don't can't imagine them being angels, truthfully."

"They really did a complete one-eighty when they came down here. It's different being an angel, you don't have a sin to worry about caging." Simeon said before taking a drink of his drink as well.

"Yeah, I suppose that is true." Kou said, tilting his head to the side a bit in contemplation. "I never really believed in god or demons before I came down here. It was a real shock for me to find out about it all, truthfully." Kou admitted, looking a little sheepish.

"I understand, fully." Simeon said. "I knew a lot of humans didn't really believe in religion anymore. Things have all become so... entangled. I suppose that's what happens when there is no one to combat the misinformation." Simeon explained, resting his hand down on the table. "If father had not set rules to where Angels couldn't leave the celestial realm then angels would've been able to at least... try to prevent the spread of misinformation."

"Perhaps, but there's always going to be the crazy psychos going around creating cults." Kou said, shrugging his shoulders. "I feel like religion is up to interpretation. The issue is the way that some people perceive the meanings to be. Even if angels were down in the human world knocking on doors, no one would really pay any mind to them.

"You probably have a point there." Simeon said, right as the waitress came by to drop off their food. They thanked her and then started eating, filling up the space between bites with small talk and comfortable jokes. Simeon had been so worried and Kou had managed to break the ice without his assistance. It didn't really surprise Simeon, truthfully. Kou was good at talking to people, and he had a way about him that just came off as easy to talk to. It was relieving, because Simeon didn't have to worry so much about what he was or wasn't saying.

Kou started asking him questions--his favorite song, his favorite book, his favorite movie, food--he really just tried to cover every topic that he could think of. Simeon found that fun, it was like twenty questions, where Kou would ask Simeon something and then Simeon would ask something in return. It was really nice to just talk and spend time with him. He had a wonderful personality, and it was really fun to just talk to him.

He was witty and intelligent, and Simeon couldn't think of a single other person in the three realms he had this connection with. Everything felt new and exciting, and fun. Simeon supposed that, if he were to fall, it would almost come as a relief to him. Trying to maintain as an angel wasn't working. Not when he was struggling so hard just trying to maintain.

He didn't want to have to worry about the actions he was making, didn't want to have to think 'x, y, z will judge me if x happens' and the like. He just wanted to have a normal relationship. He didn't want to let being an angel go, but at the same time... he was ready to start a life of his own, that wasn't dictated by the beliefs of someone else. Spending time with Kou made Simeon want things that an angel shouldn't want.

Simeon had been intimate with Kou in multiple different ways, and while they'd been skirting around intercourse as much as possible, he was beginning to falter in even hesitating. All he really wanted was to hold Kou in his arms the entire night, to feel his smaller body tremble with pleasure... Simeon had seen how turned on fingering had gotten Kou and... he desperately wanted to sink into him.

Desperately.

He wanted to throw caution to the wind, take him apart and worship every inch of his body. It was perfection, and every time that he got a little closer to finishing the deal, the more he wanted it. Kou's expressions in the midst of passion was breathtaking, each gasp and intake of breath... they were encompassing his mind and he just wanted more.

When they finished eating, they shared a couple more glasses of non-alcoholic demonus before they paid for their tab and started on the way to pick up Luke. Simeon pulled out his phone and saw that Barbatos had sent him a message. He opened it and quickly skimmed it before his heart skipped a beat. Luke had fallen asleep at the castle. Barbatos had given him permission to go straight home and leave Luke for the night.

"H-Hey," Simeon said, somewhat nervously as he glanced over at Kou. "Do you want to... maybe..." He broke off a little bit embarrassed. He didn't know what to say, really. 'Do you want to go all the way' sounded really... lame and 'Do you want to fuck' was way too inappropriate, and 'Will you make love to me' sounded like something out of a cheesy rom-com. Nothing sounded right, but he knew why. Angels weren't supposed to be able to flirt, they didn't need to.

"You want to? Sure, which way did you want to? We've tried a few different ways so I don't know which one you want to do tonight." Kou said, wrapping his slim arms around Simeon's. Simeon glanced down at him, a blush coating his face as he contemplated how to answer the question.

He hadn't meant what they usually did, but... if Kou had misunderstood him... He shook his head. It wouldn't do him any good to wimp out now. He really wanted to have sex with Kou, even if he was nervous.

"I was thinking... more than that." Simeon finally said, and Kou went silent for a moment, his teeth worrying at his bottom lip for a moment.

"Simeon, that's a really big move to make," Kou said softly, his hand clasping around Simeon's arm. "I don't want you to feel forced or pressured because you feel like I'm not getting enough from you." Kou explained, looking up at him.

"I don't want to wait any longer. I want you, more than anything in the universe. And, I'm tired of trying to deny that I want you. It's constant, and frankly I think it would be easier to deal with once... once we did it." Simeon said, pausing his walk to turn to face Kou. "If you're uncomfortable with it, I understand. I know it's probably not really ideal for you... knowing that I'm an angel."

"Simeon, angel or not, you're still you. I'm not uncomfortable with having sex with you. I just want to ensure that you don't feel pressured. If you're ready, I'm ready." Kou said, putting his hand on Simeon's cheek. Simeon shivered a little, his hand a bit too cool but welcome nonetheless.

Simeon sucked in a deep breath, heart thumping in his chest. He had never felt so tongue tied in his life. He couldn't figure out how to respond, so he put his hand on the back of Kou's neck and pulled him forward, crashing their lips together. The cool Devildom air was biting at Simeon's skin, and Kou's hands felt almost like the cool side of a rock that the sun hadn't kissed yet as his fingers bit into his shoulders. His arms wrapped around Kou's waist and pulled him closer, their bodies seeming to fit perfectly against each others.

Kou pulled away from the kiss and looked up at him, cool fingers trailing over the exposed part of his shoulders. "How'd you feel about a quick little blink home?" Kou asked shyly, peering up at Simeon with darkened eyes.

Without a moments hesitation Simeon nodded before capturing his lips once again. Simeon felt the ground fall from beneath him and then the air around them even seemed to change from brisk to warm. "I love you, Simeon," Kou whimpered into the kiss as Simeon started running his hands over Kou's waist.

"I love you more, Kou." Simeon said, not even giving him a second to reply before he was kissing him again, passion flowing through the kiss and setting them both on fire. It was admittedly unclear what the future held for them, but the only thing that Simeon could think about was how the only future he wanted was one with him.

Asmodeus x Yuma x Solomon

"What about this one?" Asmodeus asked, turning around and striking a little pose at Yuma and Solomon. Solomon scrunched up his nose and looked away, making Asmodeus frown a little, looking down over himself.

"It doesn't look bad." Yuma said, and Asmodeus pulled the shirt off and tossed it away from him. "Oi, don't just throw shit everywhere!" Yuma scolded, but Asmodeus flashed him a pretty smile and then turned around and continued digging through the closet. "Why are you going through my closet?" Yuma griped.

"Because it is my job as your boyfriend to ensure you don't go out of the house wearing clothes like... this?! What is this?" He asked, looking genuinely confused as he pulled a shirt out of Yuma's closet. Yuma shrugged and grabbed it, looking at the tag before he ran his fingers over the fabric.

"It's a soft fabric shirt. Duh." Yuma said, taking it from him. "Shouldn't you be looking at these on me if that's the case?" Yuma asked, and Asmodeus paused for a moment before he shook his head.

"If I can't make it look good, it's hopeless to begin with." Asmo said, turning around and kissing Yuma on the nose. "Solomon agrees! Right, Solo?" Asmo asked, and Solomon put his hands up in an obvious attempt to prevent Asmo from dragging him into this. He didn't really care what clothes Yuma wore, the only thing that concerned him was how they all smelled like Yuma. Buying him new clothes meant that it'd take time for the scent to settle in, and Solomon was impatient.

He didn't have the same sense of smell that the demons or the vampires had, and while the vampires sense of smell was better than the demons, the demons was still better than Solomon's. "He doesn't look like he agrees." Yuma said dryly, but Asmodeus ignored him and pulled out another shirt.

"This one isn't so bad. It's actually kind of stylish!" Asmo said, and Yuma looked at the shirt and raised an eyebrow at it in disgust.

"That was a gift from Kou." He said, and Asmodeus sighed and put it back into the closet. "Solomon, tell Asmodeus I look fine, please," Yuma said, and Solomon nodded.

"He does look fine, not everyone wants to look like they are heading to a runway." Solomon said, crossing his arms over his chest. "Why does it matter what he's wearing anyway? His clothes..." Solomon broke off as he blushed. "His clothes are fine."

"He looks like he hasn't been shopping in decades." Asmo gasped, tossing the shirt away from him and sighing deeply. "I can't stand it! Yuma, please, let me buy you clothes? Pretty please? Pretty please pretty please--!" Yuma put his hand over Asmodeus's mouth and looked down at him boredly.

"I don't want to go shopping." Yuma said. "I will not go, but I won't prevent you from buying clothes if you want to. But I will not promise to wear anything you get me. So if it's uncomfortable, no dice." Asmodeus squealed into his hand and jumped out of his grasp.

"You won't have to! Promise!" Something occurred to Solomon then.

"Asmo, why are you cleaning out Yuma's closet?" Solomon asked curiously, and Asmo paused for a moment, a blush spreading across his cheeks.

"I was just going to leave some of my clothes here." Asmo said, waving it off and turning to the closet again to continue cleaning out the closet. Yuma stood up and reached forward, grabbed Asmodeus's wrist, and spun him around before pulling him up to his chest in one fluid motion. Asmo blinked up at him a couple of times, putting a confused look on his face.

"You don't have to clean out my closet to do that. I can bring you one from home." Yuma said, looking down into his eyes. "I have a closet, Solo has a closet, there's no reason you can't have one here too." Yuma said.

"Well, if you want to do that..." Asmo said, blinking prettily up at Yuma. "I wouldn't mind bringing more of my clothes. I do spend a lot of time here now." He said, a smile spreading across his face. "I could even bring some of my lingerie!" Yuma nodded down at Asmodeus and kissed him on the forehead.

"Can you open a portal to my bedroom in my house?" Yuma said, and Solomon nodded. "As long as you keep it open, I should be able to just carry it through." Yuma said, and Solomon smiled and nodded. Yuma let go of Asmo and waited patiently for the portal to open. When it did, he stepped through and quickly emptied out the closet before lifting the wooden piece of furniture up and easily carrying it through the portal. In all, it took around five whole minutes, if he counted the time it'd taken him to empty it. Solomon closed the portal behind him as Yuma sat it down on the floor.

"Where should we put it, then?" Solomon asked, and Asmodeus glanced around the room, a thoughtful expression on his face.

"We could put all the closets on this one wall, and then arrange your desk with the bookshelves and my desk in that corner over there." Yuma suggested, pointing out the spots around the room.

"That's a lot of moving, it'll take a few hours." Solomon said and Yuma cocked his head at Solomon and raised an eyebrow.

"You underestimate my abilities. Just scooch out the way, shorty." Yuma said, gently nudging him out of the way before he proceeded to very quickly and efficiently rearrange all of the furniture in the room without any help at all. Solomon was left speechless, but of course, he really shouldn't have been surprised. This was Yuma, and he was a vampire. But he couldn't help but marvel at the ease in which Yuma completed tasks that were much more difficult for Solomon to complete.

"How's that? Is your desk too cramped there?" Yuma asked, and Solomon glanced over it for a moment.

"Actually, can you rotate it so that instead of being beside the book shelf it is more off to the side, in front of it? I'd like to be able to face out into the room when I do my experiments." Solomon asked skeptically. He didn't want to create a problem for Yuma, but he would be facing away from all the activity there. Granted, Yuma was similarly faced even more so, because he had wardrobes blocking his desk in. But, Yuma preferred seclusion when he was studying, so it was easily ignored for him.

Yuma immediately blinked over to the desk and moved it around to face the direction Solomon had requested. Solomon nodded and smiled at him.

"I'm tired just from watching." Asmodeus said with a yawn, stretching backwards a little with his arm up before he skipped over to Yuma. "You worked so hard just for little old me, why don't I give you a nice massage, daddy," Asmo offered, his warm fingers gripping into Yuma's shoulders and gently kneading at them.

"I can brush your hair when he's done." Solomon said excitedly, and Yuma smiled a little, unable to help it. He didn't really need repayment, but he couldn't deny that being massaged by Asmodeus and having his hair brushed by Solomon sounded pretty nice.

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[rilly-bean]

(+18) Male Reader x Mammon NSFW

Description: Mammon gets edged for stealing from Leviathan by Dom!Male!MC. Rating: NSFW Warnings: Bondage, Master/slave dynamic, MC is Master, Edging, Sex Toys--Vibrator & Vibrating butt plug--, Bottom!Mammon, Begging, Dacryphilia

Watching Mammon squirm around on your bed with ropes surrounding his chest and arms so that he couldn't move made it really hard to resist the urge to get on top of him and take him. But playing with him was just as much fun. His erection was throbbing and red, precum leaking out of his neglected erection and pooling at the base of his cock. There was quite the little puddle forming there, some of it even coating one of the ropes along his lower abdomen. He was subtly rocking his hips back and forth on the vibrating butt plug that you'd placed inside of him, just trying to wiggle it any way that he could.

"M-Master," Mammon moaned, his eyes looking up into yours pleadingly. "W-Wanna cum, please," he begged, and after two hours of edging, you were sure you'd feel the same way. He had misbehaved though. He'd stolen fifty Grimm and a Ruri-chan collectable from Leviathan, and you'd promised Levi you'd punish him if he didn't mention the accident to Lucifer. He'd agreed with that, so you had decided on edging Mammon and then leaving him hanging.

But those pleading eyes were melting you, even if only a little. You quickly shook yourself out of your thoughts and smirked down at him. "Mammon, you were a bad boy. And bad boys have to be punished." You tsked, making him puff out his bottom lip a little as he looked up at you.

Those eyes were dangerous, but the blush-stained face and glazed and desperate look in his eyes had you practically reeling. No one should be allowed to look so cute with sweat dampened hair, you thought to yourself as you looked over him. He did look rather tortured, but he was a bit of a masochist--a bit being an under-exaggeration. He loved being bitten and spanked, but he didn't really like being whipped all that much. Paddles were probably his favorite form of impact play, aside from your hand.

But, tonight you weren't going to do that, because he'd be left with an aching erection and a sore ass. You weren't all that angry about the stuff he'd stolen, so you didn't really want to go 'Lucifer-Level-Punishment' with him. Twelve hours isn't that long, and when you finally allowed him to cum, it'd be much better than if you gave in now, anyway.

"P-Please, touch me," He whimpered, and you hummed quietly before you stepped forward and grabbed the vibrator off the bed with a smirk. You turned it on and then lightly skimmed it along the underside of his erection. "Aaah... M-Master--!" He cried out, his hips pushing up into the vibrator desperate for any kind of stimulation to his erection. Unable to help yourself, you got up onto the bed between his legs and ran one of your palms up his inner thigh.

He let out a whimper, his eyes fluttering shut as he wiggled up into your touch. You smiled down at him and pushed the side of the vibrator against the underside of the head of his cock.

Mammon's eyes popped open and he let out a desperate moan, his body twitching around on the bed as he grinded his erection up into the vibrator. "Does that feel good, puppy?" You asked, running your eyes over him. His answering moan answered your question pretty clearly enough. You reached your other hand up and grabbed one of his nipples, pinching it roughly between your fingers. You shifted slightly, trying to subtly move the pressure in your pants a little bit. You knew this wouldn't be easy, but... fuck you wanted to cum.

"H-Haaaaaa! Ma-Master please, I needa..." He sobbed out, tossing his head back as he trembled, his pretty blue and golden eyes welling up with tears. "N-No!!" Mammon cried when you released the vibrator and dropped it down to the bed. Instead of answering him, you leaned up over his body and took his nipple into your mouth, tonguing at it a little before you started sucking on it. The string of words that fell out of Mammon's mouth were somewhat incoherent, and it had you leaking out a bit of precum in your pants.

"P-Please, won't--" He sobbed, arching his hips up against your stomach desperately. "Won't do it again," He pleaded desperately as he squirmed around a bit. You bit down into his nipple roughly, pulling a groan from his lips as he pushed his chest up into your mouth. A swift wave of arousal washed through you, and you struggled to push it back as you pulled away to look over him. You smiled down at him softly and reached your hand down to his erection and wrapped your palm around it.

He let out a sob and arched into your hand, trembles coursing through him. You smiled down at him, squeezing his erection in your hand until he gasped. He looked up at you, tears trekking down his cheeks, his beautiful eyes widened with his painful pleasure. The ice wall you'd put up around your composure seemed to break just a bit, and you started jerking him off while leaning over him more to look into his eyes. You always found it so much harder to control yourself when you saw tears in his pretty eyes, the sight alone making your cock twitch unhappily in the confines of your pants.

"You are so cute when you cry," You murmured softly before capturing his lips in a rough kiss, dropping his erection to pull and wiggle the vibrating butt plug around, searching out his prostate. When you found it, rather quickly you couldn't help but note with pride, his entire body spasmed below you.

"S-Swear! I-I swear on G-Goldie," He ripped his lips away to plead, "W-Won't do it--" You sat up a bit and reached your hand out, wrapping it around him once again, and began tugging him off. He cried out, his hips jerking back and forth, unsure which hand he wanted attention from more. "N-Never! P-Please, let me--" He choked, trying to rock his body into both of your hands at the same time.

"Never again?" You asked, humming to yourself as his head nodded up and down frantically. The sound of your DDD ringing loudly across the room made both of you pause and he whimpered. No, please, no, his eyes said what his mouth couldn't mange to form into words. You smirked a little and leaned over him again, shifting your weight so that you could keep your movements up on both his cock and the plug buried inside of him. The second round of rings was just starting as you leaned over and whispered in his ear: "If you're so desperate then cum, Mammon. Right now."

"M-Master!" He sobbed, his entire body convulsing on the bed below you as his cock painted his chest and the ropes binding him with cum. You watched with heated eyes as he pumped out line after line of cum, the tension seeping out of his body immediately as he finally was allowed to orgasm.

You faintly noticed the fading out sound of your DDD's ringtone and sighed with relief. You turned your eyes back to Mammon and reached for the button on your jeans, Mammon's eyes staring up at you with desire, before once again the DDD went off.

With a frustrated, annoyed huff you stood up and walked over to your DDD and picked it up. Leviathan's face stared back at you and you sighed. What had you done to be punished? Knowing that he wouldn't stop calling until you answered, you picked up the phone, and Leviathan immediately started happily rambling about the game he'd bought with the Grimm you'd given him in exchange for the Ruri-chan collectable.

As much as you loved Levi, you sadly would have to end the conversation a little early--citing punishing Mammon as your reasoning. It wasn't... completely untrue after all. And you were hoping that the video game he'd bought with your Grimm probably would be compensation enough for cutting him off.

[rilly-bean]

Idk I made this and kinda thought it was cute.

The images of Reiji are from the Diabolik Lover's Wiki, and Lucifer's profile picture is Obey Me Original Art (I think/hope. If not, lmk who to credit.)