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No Rest for the Wicked, Pt. 3
Party time!
CW: MC is afab, uses she/her pronouns. MC is a demon and poly.
Themes: Romance. Adventure. Engagement.
Characters: MC. Diavolo. Lucifer. Barbatos. Beel. Belphie. Simeon. Solomon. Asmodeus. Satan. Mammon. Levi.
Minors and ageless blogs DNI
18+ only
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Enjoy!
It was the week before the wedding ceremonies, and as much as you thought you would surely be hanging on by a very thin thread, your family was working hard to shoulder your burdens with you.
Beel, Belphie, and Simeon all worked together to make sure the catering was in order. As much as Barbatos tried to insist on cooking, you told him that for presumably at least five-hundred people per ceremony, and that number was growing, that would be a horrid task to ask of him. Plus, you implored him to understand he was family as well, and he deserved to enjoy the day as much as anyone else. It was only then he conceded to you. It wasn't to say he wouldn't, on occasion, merely "check" upon the status of said catering. By way of meaning, making his ominous presence known to the workers on the job.
Asmodeus was in charge of the attire and accessories, making sure each wedding party member had their outfits ready, steamed, ironed, pressed, and ready for wear, or their accessories were safely stored for the day of. Your four dresses were ready as well, all stored in your castle suite closet.
Satan, Mammon, and Levi were in charge of logistics, which included processional, music, event order, things of that nature. In particular, Levi made sure the technological side of things were working. Satan was in charge of the processional and delivering instructions to everyone, so they knew what to do that day. He also worked to create magical barriers and hexes to prevent any unwanted mishaps from happening. Mammon was asked to stay at your side if Diavolo and Lucifer were busy, just to put everyone at ease. The second born was also in charge of transactional queries, handling all payments on your behalf.
Solomon was asked to officiate both ceremonies, which he of course took tremendous pride in doing for you all. He studied with Barbatos for the rituals and spell casts you had arranged to do with each of your betrothed.
Barbatos lent his aide to everyone involved, but mostly stuck by your side as well, in case your duties and wedding responsibilities were getting too muddled and would relieve you of any things that were just too much for you to handle.
Though you were involved with every aspect of the weddings, having all that help was truly extraordinary. It certainly made your life just a little less stressful, and your fiancés appreciated the effect it had on them as well.
But what was a week before the wedding without some shenanigans?
You were sitting at your table in the House of Lamentation, wrapping up some more royal studies. It was somewhat late, around ten o'clock at night. It was relatively quiet in the House, which was somewhat rare, but with everyone being so involved with next week's events, it was rather normal for any number of the boys to be busier and out later.
There was a knock at your bedroom door, so you immediately closed the text and called for entry. It was Asmo.
"Darling! Are you busy?"
"Not anymore, Asmo. What's up? Something happen?" You started to jump at conclusions.
"Not at all, well, not yet. You see, we've been planning a bachelor party for Diavolo and Lucifer, and well... we need you for something," Asmo said with a sly grin.
"When?" You asked, tilting your head.
"Um, right now," he said sheepishly.
"What? Asmo! You should have given me some warning!" You groaned.
Asmo chuckled, "Well, we couldn't tell you in case they figured it out from you. We have them going to The Fall right now to "hang out" but we actually rented the place out. So, how about it? Will you come help make it special?"
"What do I need to do?" You asked. You were met with a wicked smile, and he drug you off.
"Hm, when did The Fall get a stage, Lucifer?" Diavolo asked, tilting his head at the structure. On the main dance floor, a large T-shaped stage was set up. The lights were low and club music was playing, as if it were any other night, however, no one else was in the club.
"I'm not sure, but I think we're about to find out," Lucifer muttered, wondering why his brothers really brought them there.
Mammon finally came walking up to the two with a mischievous grin on his face.
"You both ready to party?" He asked, crossing his arms.
"Where is everyone?" Diavolo asked. "I thought all of your brothers would be here."
"Ah, well, we are actually throwin' a little party for you two before you get hitched," Mammon explained, gesturing toward the stage.
Lucifer's eyes barely widened, "I don't think that's wise-"
"Relax," Satan said as he and Belphie were pulling Diavolo and Lucifer into two chairs in the front, center to the stage.
"You'll see in a minute," Belphie added, both brothers walking away.
Mammon grinned again, and then Barbatos walked up with a tray of drinks and cigars for your betrothed.
"Barbatos? Don't tell me you're in on this too?" Diavolo asked, stunned. "Is someone going to be upset about this?"
The butler merely smiled and walked away, going back behind the bar to wait, Mammon following.
"Now, if we may have your attention," everyone heard over the speakers. Asmo appeared at stage left on the floor. He was wearing a bedazzled pink suit and holding a microphone. "The show is about to begin. We ask that you two keep your hands to yourselves for the duration of the show, unless invited by the dancer," Asmo instructed, his voice layered with magic and lust, as if he were singing his words.
"Diavolo, I think we are going to be in a lot of trouble if we stay for this-" Lucifer started to say, looking around, realizing what was happening. The prince looked rather nervous as well.
"We are proud to present tonight's entertainment for Lord Diavolo and Lucifer, our special guest who needs no real introduction. Say hello to..." Asmo said, gesturing up toward the stage, "The Seductress."
The lights in the club went out, and slowly, a blue light shone upstage on the white curtain. A curvy female silhouette appeared, one hand on the hip that jutted out. Then, a halo appeared, and wings suddenly materialized with twinkling sound effects following.
"Please, for the love of hell tell me they didn't," Diavolo groaned. "We're dead."
"Let's just pay the dancer and leave," Lucifer whispered hurriedly.
A low bass thundered throughout the room, and then the curtain rose, but a blinding spell was cast in the room, so not even the best pair of demon eyes could see through its darkness without the help of light. The stage lights lining the catwalk dimly lit up, and it was only when there was a sudden flash of light, just a second long, showed who it was now swirling around the pole that appeared at the end of the stage.
It was you.
Another series of flashing lights showcased you pole dancing, with each flash showing you at a different position.
"Oh my," Diavolo whispered.
The flashing stopped, with the lights out again, but then a light slowly appeared at your midsection, expanding outward to show you in a statue pose, your ankles wrapped around the pole, and you stretched all the way up to the ceiling with your head back.
You were in a diamond encrusted bra and panty set, with diamond fringe hanging off your breasts and the front of your panties. There were two diamond garters, one on each thigh. At your feet were sky-high diamond platforms, making your legs looks miles long. A magic white halo floated above your head, while your wings were pure white instead of their midnight blue hue.
"Hello, boys," you said in a smokey voice, bringing your head forward to look at Diavolo and Lucifer. Your voice was laced with magic so everyone could hear you properly over the booming club music.
Both demons glanced at each other briefly and then their eyes landed back on you. They still looked nervous, until Diavolo finally asked, "MC? Is that you?"
"I'm The Seductress tonight, my love," you replied with a wink.
The music picked up again and you began to twirl around the pole, swinging yourself up into the Iron X.
Asmo was rather pleased with himself, watching you and your fiancés. He had only taught you the moves in literally thirty minutes, but your little secret of always wanting to try this sort of thing came out, and he knew you were golden to do well.
Both of your lovers were completely enamored by your moves, unable to tear their gazes away even for a second. Swiftly, Diavolo managed to take a couple pictures with his D.D.D., and Lucifer leaned over to whisper to Diavolo to send that to him as well.
The music started to shift, and that's when you slid from a carrousel down to the floor into a split, head thrown back as you reached up toward the ceiling. With grace, you swung your legs around to sit up on your knees, back against the pole, and your torso rolled, knees sliding out and back in as if you were riding one of your lovers. You grabbed the pole behind you, above your head, and using your core strength, drug the rest of your body upward in a vertical swing to wrap your legs up around the top of the pole into a death lay position.
"Where did she learn this?" Lucifer whispered to Diavolo. The prince shrugged but smiled, enjoying your skills. He began to take out his wallet and Lucifer put his hand over it and shook his head.
You continued tangling your limbs around the pole as the music continued, until finally landing yourself in the chopper position at the end of the song. Your view of the boys was upside down, but you could see them looking at you with hungry interest.
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Thanks for reading <3
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🖌️ for usoryun
Barb accepts your invitation! He’s a very graceful dancer. 🕺
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Safe sex just means I get to keep your cum, safe in my pussy.
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One of life’s great pleasures is letting your face completely drop to dead apathy after having to fake cheerful friendliness for some fuckass job
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AT THE SAME DAMN TIME!!! AT THE SAME DAMN TIME!!!
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The brothers totally give MC real organs on valentines Day. They understand that the hearts are supposed to be fake and filled with chocolate
but they think if they give them a real heart freshly ripped from their enemies chest it'll show how much they care about them...
And they're totally right.
Its the thought that counts after all.
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MC: Fuck that, honestly
Sylus: Fuck me honestly
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Thanks for the tag!
This was entirely too much fun~
Tags: @itsmeninerz @attic-club-sandwich and any others who want to play
freak flat keychains! which would you choose? make your own here—open tags! 🤍
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The way they all immediately started calling him mom 🤣
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I love his fur collar thing but hate how it hides his boobies Ko-fi | Patreon
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