#obey me fan fic

[devildomwriter]

Miraculous Recovery | Simeon x Reader

.6K | GN! Reader | CW: Slightly suggestive

Simeon approached your bedroom door and knocked lightly. “___?” He called anxiously.

“Sim…” you croaked weakly and he stepped into your room to see you a sniveling mess.

“___,” he cooed sadly and frowned. He slowly made his way over to you, stepping over the hundreds of tissues that’d missed your trash can.

The bed creaked as he sat down beside you and pressed his hand against your forehead. “You’re burning up,” he commented sorrowfully. He looked around the room and saw a rag on your nightstand.

“Let me go wet this for you,” he offered and quickly left to wash it under cold water. He rang out the excess water and paced back to you. He laid it on your forehead and you smiled weakly.

He frowned and with his gloves on quickly gathered the tissues into the trash and ran to switch out the trash bags. Your eyelids fluttered shut and by the time he returned, you were already asleep.

He smiled, glad you were temporarily relieved of your flu. As you slept he continued picking up your room, he even sneakily switched your blankets. A few hours later you woke up to a cold breeze on your face and you smiled in relief. You glanced around the room and Simeon heard you stir and got up from the table where he’d been reading.

“___, how are you feeling now?”

“A little better,” you rasped and he shook his head.

“Not by the sound of it,” he disagreed and felt your head was just as warm as it had been an hour ago.

He glanced around the room as if you were being watched and hummed to himself. He knelt and moved your hair out of your face.

“I’m not really supposed to do this but…since it’s you,” he whispered and kissed your forehead. You blushed and instantly cheered up, but that wasn’t all. A warmth flowed through your body and as it left your throat no longer ached, your fatigue was gone and your nose was clear.

You sat straight up and stared at Simeon. He could do that the whole time? Why didn’t he?

“Simeon?”

He held a finger to his lips, “we aren’t really supposed to interfere with minor colds,” he admitted and you nodded and heard footsteps outside the door.

“Quickly, lie back down,” he hushed and you nodded and laid back down with a grimace. Simeon chuckled as Lucifer opened the door quietly with a bowl of soup.

“How are they?” Lucifer asked quietly and behind him, Mammon, Leviathan, and Asmodeus’s heads peaked in.

Simeon shook his head, “not much has changed, I’ll keep looking after them for now.”

Lucifer nodded and thanked Simeon, handing him the soup.

Lucifer sat down to talk with Simeon for a while as you pretended to sleep. When the coast was clear Simeon grinned mischievously, “They’re all gone.”

You rolled over in bed and chuckled, “Why am I pretending to be sick still?”

Simeon tilted his head innocently, “Oh, you know… because demons don’t know how to properly treat sick humans, so…”

“So you get to be here alone with me as long as I’m sick.”

Simeon modded and you laughed but covered your mouth, hoping it hadn’t been too loud.

Simeon handed you the soup and sat by your bed.

“Now that you’ve miraculously recovered, we can spend the night however we want,” he whispered and you grinned.

“Are you sure you’re an angel?”

Simeon shrugged and shook his head, “well, who knows really?”

You laughed at his casual response and he took a moment to look you over. Your hair was a little tangled and your clothes were messy from the days you’d spent with a cold.

“You may still be covered in germs…” he pointed out, “why don’t we go wash you off?” He suggested and you grinned slyly.

“Doctor’s orders.” you agreed and followed him to the bathroom for a thorough cleansing.

[beels-burger-babe]

The Case of the Secret Admirer pt 2

***Wow! You guys really enjoyed part one of this 🥰😅 I'm so happy that everyone is enjoying Teen MC — I certainly love writing them. I hope you all enjoy this part two! -B***

Summary: It started with a single note left found inside your locker one day, and ended with a full-scale investigation backed by all the powers of the Devildom. AKA, You have a secret admirer at RAD and nobody is impressed.

Teen!MC

Part 1

Diavolo, Barbatos and Lucifer sat at a round table — the air heavy and dark with a deadly tone of seriousness that flowed between them.

In the demon prince's hands laid the hideous pink note that, had it not been their only clue, would have long been incinerated by his heated glare. "Does MC know?" he growled lowly.

"They know the letter exists, but not of its contents. Mammon made sure of it," Lucifer reported in a firm tone, his jaw clenched as he looked at the letter.

Barbatos nodded and folded his gloved hands on the table. "Good. We should keep it that way unless absolutely necessary. I assume your brothers' have already been informed about the situation, how do they plan to act?"

Lucifer scoffed, "If they know what's good for them, they'll listen to me and remain uninvolved. I wanted to handle this as quickly and silently as possible. Hence why I contacted the two of you."

Diavolo and Barbatos exchanged a glance. "And," Diavolo spoke with a small smirk, "how do you expect that they'll actually act?"

Lucifer sighed as his shoulders slumped. "They're going to be stupidly protective and utterly obvious about the whole thing. If we want to avoid MC putting the pieces together, I estimate we have until lunch to find the 'secret admirer' and begin the interrogation process."

Barbatos breathed slowly as he processed the situation. "That doesn't give us much time. I can use my abilities to glance back and find the admirer's identity, but it'll take time."

Diavolo gave his nod of approval as he stood. "Get started on that right away. The moment you have a name, I want to know. Then, it's just a matter of finding him and ... having a conversation with the young demon."

Lucifer's phone pinged in his pocket — a groan left his lips as he saw that he had been added to a group chat titled, "the anti-admirer association" by Mammon with five other members. "We'll have to work quickly," he murmured as he showed his phone to the rest of the group. "I'm afraid my brothers' meddling has already begun."

***

For you, this was just another day. As far as you were aware there was nothing planned for the day, and no strange events that would inevitably take a turn into complete chaos were scheduled — by all means the day seemed like it would turn out to be a nice and relaxing one.

You smiled peacefully to yourself as you opened your bedroom door only to come nose to nose with Mammon and Beelzebub.

A sharp scream escaped from your lips as you stumbled back in shock. "Jesus FUCK!" you cursed as you placed a hand over your racing heart. "What the hell are you two doing? Are you trying to kill me?!"

Beel's eyes widened as he quickly shook his head. "No! Of course not! Sorry MC, we didn't mean to scare you so badly. We were just coming to check on you and help you get ready for the morning."

Mammon shrugged as he took note that your breathing had returned to normal. "Don't make a big deal outta nothin'. It ain't our fault you're so jumpy," he smirked as scowled at him. "Someone's gotta wake ya up some how, lazy bones, and now you're awake. Come on. We gotta get ta class."

You huffed as Beel sympathetically patted your back and followed the boys to the foyer. "I could've gotten up and made it to RAD by myself," you grumbled as you crossed your arms over your chest. "Not like I haven't done it before."

Mammon and Beel exchanged a glance over your head as the red head's hand squeezed your shoulder. He smiled innocently down at you. "Just because you've done it before, doesn't you have to do it all the time. I wanted to walk you to class and spend some time with you, and Mammon said he wanted to join too."

"OI!" Mammon shouted defensively as his cheeks flared. "Don't tie me in with your mushy shit. I'm here c-c-cause it's my job! You know as their protector!"

You scoffed affectionately and rolled your eyes. "More like an over protective big brother. Don't worry Mams, I love you too," you and Beelzebub chuckled as Mammon scrambled for an excuse.

As your laughter dwindled and the three of you stepped outside of the House of Lamentation, you couldn't help but frown as you noticed the way Mammon and Beel's eyes scanned around you and how they securely flocked either side of you. You gently tugged on Mammon's jacket and looked at him in concern. "You guys are acting defensive. Does ... Does this have anything to do with that note? Did someone actually send me a death threat?"

"What?!" Beel shouted his head whipping around to look between you and Mammon.

The second born waved off his brother's concern and sighed. "It ain't anythin' like that MC. I told ya, that note was nothin' for ya to worry about."

You hummed in thought. "So you wouldn't mind telling me what it said then?" you quirked an eyebrow as you met his eyes.

Mammon gulped and tensed under your gaze. "W-Well, um, it was just a prank. Nothing serious really. I don't even remember."

You narrowed your eyes at the demon. "I don't believe you," you clicked your tongue and looked back at the path leading to RAD. "I guess if someone's out for me, I'll have to be extra defensive." Mammon and Beel let out a sigh of relief as you walked ahead of them, karate chopping the air to prove your "defensive prowess."

They thought they had escaped the subject of the note and any lingering suspicion that you'd had, but of course, things never went in their favor.

As you settled into your desk in your morning charms class, Asmodeus grinned widely as he perched himself on your desk. "So MC~" he trailed his fingers across the surface of your desk. "You've been attending RAD for a bit now."

You frowned and glanced over at Belphegor, who was sitting in the desk beside you, in confusion. The demon merely stared up at his older brother with glare of both exhaustion and exacerbation. "Um, I guess?" you replied as you looked back over to the Avatar of Lust.

Asmo squealed and leaned forward. "So you've gotten a chance to settle in, maybe get to know people~" he waggled his eyebrows. "I just wanted to let you know, that if you need some time away from the others, maybe get away and have some fun," he winked causing your confusion to grow even more, "Then Big Bro Amso's got your back."

You opened your mouth to voice your confusion, but was stopped as a pencil hits thwacks the side of Asmodeus's head. The demon yelped and whipped around to glare at Belphie.

The younger demon merely shrugged and threw another pencil at him. "Your confusing them and grossing me out. Go be weird somewhere else and get your ass off their desk."

Asmodeus huffed and stood up. "Fine. Just remember my offer, dear!" he blew you a quick kiss before slinking back to his desk.

You raised an eyebrow at Belphie. "What was that all about?"

The demon sighed and buried his head back into his arms. "Don't worry about it. It's adult stuff."

You rolled your eyes and played with one of the pencils that had fallen off Asmodeus and onto your desk. "Everyone's telling me that today."

"Well maybe you should listen to them," Belphie spoke dryly as he peaked over at you from the corner of his eyes. He snickered as you stuck your tongue out at him. "Brat,"

"Jerk," you fired right back. Despite the harsh nicknames, the two of you shared an affectionate smile as the teacher made their way to the front of the class.

An hour later, the bell rang and you made your way over to History of the Devildom with Satan and Leviathan.

Normally, it was Levi who made it difficult to focus in class. The two of you would whisper about whatever show you were watching together and exchange doodles. Satan would smack the both of you on the back of the head and hiss at you to pay attention.

Today, that was not the case.

In a rare change of events, you were actually trying to focus on what your teacher was saying, but the intense stare driving into your skull was slowly grating at your nerves.

You groaned and glared over at Satan, "What?" you snapped quietly. "Is there something on my face?"

He pursed his lips and slid a piece of paper over to you. "I need you to answer these questions ... please."

You narrowed your eyebrows at him in confusion before unfolding the page. Staring back at you was a detailed question, not too dissimilar from the questions Lucifer asked you last night, asking about your time at RAD, things you've noticed, and your experiences with your class. You huffed as Levi leaned over your shoulder and read the questions with an equally confused expression. "What is this?" you asked.

"Just a questionnaire that the exchange students need to do ... Lucifer asked me to hand it to you," he muttered in response, his eyes glancing back at the teacher.

Levi nose scrunched up at the statement. "Since when do you actually do what Lucifer tells you?"

Satan sent a pointed glare over to his brother. "Since it concerns MC," he hissed quickly. His gaze softened as it flickered back down to you. "Just answer it, please. The sooner you can get it back to me, the better."

You frowned as you slid the paperback to him, "No need. Lucifer asked me most of these questions last night."

"That's what he disturbed the sanctity of game night for?!" Leviathan shouted in appalment.

"Leviathan, is there something you'd like to share with the class?" The millennia old professor in the front of the asked dryly. The three of you instantly sat at attention, and you quickly shoved the piece of paper towards Satan.

"N-No sir," Levi stuttered as his face flushed. The teacher huffed and slowly turned back to the board to continue their class. You noticed Satan's frown deepened as he stared at the empty questionnaire in front of him. You shook off the weird behavior and turned your attention back to the class.

The day only weird when the class ended. You gathered your things and walked out the classroom, ready to head to your locker for and switch out your things before the small break you had between classes, when you noticed Mammon, Beelzebub, Belphegor and Asmodeus all out there waiting for you.

You face palmed as you felt Satan and Leviathan come to a stop behind you. "Okay. What is going on?" you asked in annoyance. "What is with you guys today?"

"No, I agree," Levi added as he glanced at his brothers. "You're all acting weird. Did I miss something?"

The others' eyes widened — some in panic at your tone and the rest in realization at Levi's question. Asmodeus smirked and stepped forward to speak, but before any words could leave his mouth, Beel wrapped an arm around his waist and a hand around his mouth — easily restraining and silencing his brother as he smiled at you. "It's nothing," his eyes drifted over to Levi where they flickered down to the demon's phone and then pointedly back to his eyes.

"Mhmm," you hummed sarcastically as you began to walk towards your locker. "Real convincing."

Belphie groaned as he lightly jogged to catch up to you. "We're handling it, alright?" he spoke seriously as he glanced over at you in concern. "You're safe. They're just being morons like usual," he taunted clearly trying to get a laugh or at least a smile from you.

He winced as you looked back at him with a sharp unimpressed expression. "Wouldn't it be better if I knew, so I knew what I'm supposedly being protected from?"

"Not in this case," Mammon spoke up from behind you. You stopped walking and turned to face the others. "Honestly, nothing will probably come of this. We're just bein' extra cautious."

You cocked your head and pointed behind him. "Then why is Levi paler than Casper the friendly ghost and looking like he just ate a heaping of Solomon's cooking while reading whatever Beel texted him about what's going on?"

Satan shook his head and stared at the ceiling in ire. "MC please just-"

"Guys." Beel cut off as his sharp, hyper-focused stare — the gaze of a predator — fixed on something behind you.

You peaked over your shoulder to see a young, black-haired demon pulling their hands away from your locker with a satisfied look on their face.

Lucifer suddenly rounded the corner, walking quickly with a determined aura as he stormed past the group of you. "That's him," he said coldly as he brushed by.

"Shit." Mammon breathed before rushing past you to get to his brother's side.

You could only watch in bewilderment as the brothers' collectively rushed over to this poor, strange demon — that you could've sworn you recognized from somewhere — and grabbed him by the arms before slamming him against the wall.

"Ajax Floyd?" Lucifer questioned as he stood in front of the terrified student, Beelzebub and Satan securely pinning him down. The eldest removed a familiar pink note from his cloak, inner pocket and held it between his two fingers. "I believe this is yours?"

The demon gulped as he anxiously looked at the brothers. "L-Look, I didn't mean any harm. I-I-I just wanted to try to talk to them. G-Get to know them a little more."

Mammon growled lowly, causing the student to whimper and cower as closely to the wall as he could. "Based on that note, I'd say you wanted to do a little more than that, huh?"

"And there's nothing wrong with that!" Asmo chirped, ignoring the glares he received from the others. "I mean, personally, I think they could do a little better than you. You'd need a little sprucing up here and there, just by the look of things, but good on you for shooting your shot! Must be some brave, little man~" he teased with all his usual sensuality.

Belphie elbowed his older brother in the ribs. "Stop. This is serious. Remember what Mammon mentioned last night. We don't know the first thing about this guy or his intentions with MC."

Ajax, as it were, seemed to have gathered a little courage from Asmodeus's backhanded compliment and puffed his chest a little. "Exactly! You don't know anything about me and h-here you are treating me like a criminal for even asking to get close to them! I know you didn't let them see the note! How about you let MC decide for themself whether or not I'm good enough for them?!" he snarled fiercely.

Leviathan opened his mouth to retort the demon's claims when the damning sound of an un-oiled locker door opening rung through the hall.

While the outrageously over-protective demons were having their little showdown, you had quickly grown bored of the pathetically common display and had decided to gather your things to walk yourself to class and ignore whatever was going on for the time being.

Everyone's breath hitched as your door swung open and another pink note fluttered out. Ajax couldn't help but grin as you caught it and slowly unfolded it.

"Another one?" you muttered to yourself. "Dearest MC, I sincerely hope that this note gets to you. I'm aware that your wards won't approve of my reaching out to you, but my heart tells me to persist..." you snorted and shook your head. "What is this Shakespeare?"

Beel frowned at the reaction and slowly leaned down to his still, shell-shocked brothers. "Is Shakespeare a compliment or an insult?"

Satan gritted his teeth, "Considering he's known as 'The Bard' in the human world and wrote one of the most recognized love stories of all time, most likely a compliment, now shush!"

"Should I be so lucky that this note reaches your hand, I wanted to confess to you. I admire you greatly and was hoping that we could get to know each other better. To put it plainly, I love you MC, and want to make you happy ..."

"That's so sweet!" Asmodeus cooed, earning him another sharp jab from a scowling Belphegor.

"If this interests you. If would just give me, give love, a chance, then I hope to meet with you after school, in the gardens behind RAD. I'll be waiting. Love, your secret admirer."

Time froze as you finished the letter, your brows furrowed as you absorbed what you had just read. "Falling in love?" You began questioningly, and Ajax felt his heart flutter with hope.

That hope was shattered as a snort suddenly came from you and carelessly crumpled up the note and tossed it behind your shoulder. "Cringe!" The group watched with jaws dropped as you lazily shut your locker and began to walk away. "I'm heading back to class. Meet you losers there when you're done with your little manliness contest."

Asmo winced at your lack of tact and turned back to the group sympathetically. "Let him go, boys," he patted Lucifer shoulder as Mammon and Beel dropped the now heartbroken and confused demon. "MC just did more damage to his poor soul than any of you ever could."

*** And that's a wrap! Thank you all for reading this fic and supporting me! You're all the best and I love you all dearly! Let me know what you think of Teen MC! Should I write them more often? -BW ***

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Bound (NSFW)

Lucifer x reader (ambiguous)

Word Count: 519

A/N: well howdy y'all it's been a bit and I'm on mobile so idk how this will look but ye. Sorry been gone, was coming back then got in a car accident at Xmas and shits been fucked since then lol but I'm alive and trying to get all my wips out now that I'm better!

Sorry this is short but I'm glad to be writing again!

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Lucifer wasn't sure what he found more beautiful at this very moment. Perhaps it was the way the lights above caught on the tears brimming in your eyes. The hunger and excitement in them caused the loveliest burn in his chest. His pants strain in sweet anticipation at the thoughts running through his mind. 

He walks around your restrained body trailing a gloved finger around the soft yet strong rope binding you to his office chair. He takes in his handy work marking the contrast between the bright redness of your swollen lips and the cool dark leather of his favorite belt between them. Cupping your jaw he raises your head to brush your lips lightly with his own. 

Your lips are scolding, hot from how he had worried them with his fangs earlier. They quivere when he pulls away. “You asked for this you know,” He smiles, pulling away before you can get your fill. “Am I not an excellent master? Fulfilling all of your greedy desires just so?" He smiles to himself at your indignant huff of anger. You had asked for this, after a long day of work and study you wanted a bit of his idea of fun. Not that this was the first time you were in this situation. Oh no. This particular scene was a mutual favorite. 

You blink away your tears trying with all your might to look angry with him. Delightful. “Am I not a merciful Master?” He repeats bemusedly. “If you do not feel that way perhaps some more alone time to reflect is in order.” That got the reaction he craved. Your groan is low and panicked watching him step away. Your back arching hard against your binds, tipping your chair dangerously to the side. “Ah-ah-ah.” Lucifer steps forward grabbing the sides to steady you. “Eager little minx aren’t you?” Your nose flairs, teeth leaving deep indents in the expensive leather. He chuckles, leaning in to nip your neck. “Bound, naked, and left wanting yet still you fight.” He brushes back your hair other hand snaking down to play with a nipple pinching it hard.  "We wouldn't want this any other way would we?" 

You mutter something that sounded mildly like a swear trying in vain to move from his questing hands. He grips harder, dragging a hand down to greet your sex. Lucifer plays with your entrance idly tracing his sigil into your wetness. 

"What will we do about your temper?" He wonders aloud to himself over the slick sounds of a finger delving into you. Your cry is wet with tears, the leather now stained with spit and salt. He will wear it with pride now in classes. Let all that lust after you see and smell you on his belongings. "I will never grow tired of this sweet torture, but I crave for more. All you have to do is obey me." He slips in another finger and curls it with delicious cruelty, stroking you just as he knew you liked. His other slipping down to the buttons of his trousers undoing them with unrestrained need. "Will you give me that?" He does nothing to hide his hunger when you finally nod.

[murkyteas]

It'd be great if I could remember to actually update social media. 🙃 Here's a prequel to the first ever fanfic I ever wrote! Please read the tags. While Barb adores his human, it is angsty horror, though not nearly as gruesome as 267 (AO3 and Tumblr) Yet. More chapters to come.

Take Me to Church

AO3 link

Chp.1 I'll Worship Like a Dog

Word count: 2126

Tags: Gender-Neutral reader, blood, injury, paralysis, rough sex, slow descent into madness, fear, kink discovery, angst

He drank in your breathless cries as he filled you to a near painful stinging stretch. Purple clawed fingers clutched at your trembling thighs wrapped around his hips. Sharp fangs teased along the delicate flesh of your jaw and throat, a long tongue lapping at the red lines that mapped his exploration. 

"Barbatos~" 

Heaven. 

The wavering song of your pleading voice, thick with pleasure, the squeeze of your innermost muscles pulling him deeper in vain, your curious human hands clutching at the mid-length of his tail that held them bound behind your back. He would never tire of feeling you fall apart around him, it was pure heaven.

"Fuck me, h-aah, please!"

But oh, the nights you would surprise him with an insatiability that rivaled any demon of greed. Your blunt teeth clamped down on the juncture of his shoulder and neck, hard. It could do little more than bruise, but taking a demon that ruled time itself off guard was no easy feat. A deep growl was ripped from deep within him as he yanked your head back with one end of his tail encircling your neck. The other snaked into your eager mouth as far down your throat as it could go before you gagged. His hands adjusted their hold from thighs to ass, and gripped so hard you were sure to have finger shaped bruises and puncture wounds. 

Barbatos could feel your guttural moan despite his tail muffling your voice, and how your stretched hole tried to tighten around his girth. It drove him mad the way a soft hearted creature like you loved his aggression. Strong arms lifted you until just the head of his cock remained inside as he bent you backwards in his lap for his tongue and teeth to assault your exposed chest. He slammed you back down, fully sheathing himself inside you, over and over again. The end of his tail in your mouth slipped free and began flicking and rolling over the nipple his tongue wasn't working as he felt your impending climax so he could clearly hear you come undone. Your hips rolled to meet each of his thrusts, your cries growing in volume until a broken scream of his name filled the room. That along with the tight clenching of your core around his cock was enough to send him over the edge with you, growling and nipping at the skin along your ribs as his convulsing tail bent you further back with jerky motions by your arms and neck until you were nearly upside down between his legs in the chair he was sitting on. 

Riding out the aftershocks of his orgasm, he kissed and licked your delicate flesh for each throb deep within you. You had gone quiet, strangely so, though this wouldn't have been the first time he had fucked you until you passed out. It just called for extra pampering and care afterwards, which he was more than happy to provide. He chuckled quietly, and whispered your name as he slowly straightened you back up. 

Odd. 

You had always woken immediately. He could feel your heart beat at every point of contact, but instead of slowing down it was rising; erratic and too fast. He said your name more urgently as he brought you up to lean against his chest. Your arms were limp when released from his tail, and your head lolled forward onto his shoulder. He gently tugged your hair to look at your face. 

Oh.

Oh no.

 

No…

You had not passed out, you were fully conscious and looking right at him. Barbatos froze as he stared into your wide, panicked eyes. Pure, primal fear seeped from the pores of your skin and filled his nostrils. It stirred something deep within him, but before he could process anything he immediately called upon his powers and undid his cruel mistake. 

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Barbatos clutched you close as you sat in his lap, face nuzzled happily into his neck. He closed his eyes and willed himself not to tremble after what he had just done to you, another version of you, instead focusing on all the little movements of your lips against his skin, fingers in his hair, feet swinging over the arm of the chair. The kisses to his neck got more demanding and he stiffened. He was in no condition to be intimate with his beloved human now. He needed to sort through his thoughts, be able to feel his feelings, decide how to proceed. 

"Ah, I'm terribly sorry, love. I realize I've failed to prepare for an important meeting for the prince tomorrow. It shouldn't take me long. Go ahead and lie down, I'll be back as soon as I can." 

Ignoring your skeptical look he carried you from the plush chair by the fireplace to the bed you now shared, tucking you in thoroughly. He pressed a kiss to your forehead and murmured how dear you were to him before departing in his sleep clothes. 

 Barbatos wasn't sure where he was going, he just needed to put distance between himself and his lover in hopes to dull the panic and guilt he felt. His feet nearly carried him to the prince's bedroom, but no, he couldn't. How could he tell the young master that his precious exchange student had suffered grievous harm by his own hand and he had used his power without permission. 

No. 

His path changed on instinct and before he had realized where his feet were carrying him, he was at the door to the dungeon, deep in the bowels of the castle. With a heavy sigh he shoved open the thick doors and shut them behind himself. He stood still and upright in the pitch black. He didn't need light to navigate this room. He knew exactly where each and every restraint, tool, and fixture was. A deep click sounded from within his chest, providing a map for his sensitive ears, reassuring him with its familiarity and constance. He scoffed, it echoed strangely off the damp stone. As if he needed anything in this room to inflict pain and fear. He was the torture device. 

The prince could not know. None of his kind could, ever. Besides the pure outrage at his carelessness with someone they all cared for, the potential ramifications to the exchange program were too great, the seed of doubt over his own free use of his powers would be firmly planted in their minds and would erode any trust built, eventually. No, the realm was best served with him muzzled and brought to heel by the prince, even if it was entirely his own choice. 

His pact mate often confided in him though, treated him as an equal, and to what extent he could, he also sought Solomon's counsel... and comfort . 

Solomon would understand.

Solomon would know how deeply upset and regretful he was, that he would never, ever hurt the human he adored so completely.

Solomon was very good at keeping secrets.

Yes. That's what he would do tomorrow. He would offer to bring Solomon a new tea to share. If nothing else, just talking with his trusted pact mate might help lighten the burden just a bit. With a shaky breath, Barbatos forced himself to relax. He hung his head, his shoulders sagged, arms wrapped around himself in the dark; no one here to see him fall apart for a moment. 

Tears stung his eyes as he replayed in his mind the events he had wiped from reality. He had snapped your neck with his tail around your neck during the throes of his climax. How could he have been so careless? You trusted him so implicitly, something he valued greatly and worked hard to maintain, especially after his part in sending you to your own doom at the hands of Belphegor. So sweet and understanding. You always were. You had comforted him over his own stress of seeking your forgiveness. He didn't deserve such kindness, but he was committed to treating you with as much consideration and love as he could and treasure the time he was gifted to bask in your happiness and light. 

A sad grin touched his lips through his tears, imagining all the beautiful smiles you gifted him in passing, how excited you were to see him at the end of every day, fussing over him to make sure he rested and was relaxed. He felt loved completely, inside and out. But now your frozen, horrified face superimposed itself onto the happy you in his mind, eyes filled with terror. He could smell it, even now. The thick, cloying scent of human fear, all the more sweet because it came from his human.

Barbatos shook his head with a snort in efforts to free himself of the cursed vision, hands coming up to cover his face. He wiped his cheeks free of tears and came back to himself. It was now, not lost in memory, that he realized he was straining against the seam of his sleep pants. 

A vicious snarl erupted from him in disgust.

 

Revolting.

 

What a vile, shameful creature he was.

He seethed in the dark, his demonic features coming forth, tail thrashing about behind him in anger at himself, claws digging into his palms until they were wet with blood. 

Good.

His own blood deserved to be spilled here. He deserved to be held down and flayed alive for his body daring to react in such a despicable way. He would certainly do much, much worse to any being that expressed pleasure in your torment. 

It was a long walk to fetch cleaning supplies, and longer still to scrub the path his dripping blood stains left, but it gave him something to focus on.

A task to perform.

A duty to fulfill.

When everything had been put away he was calm enough to return to bed with you. He buried his face into your skin, refusing to breathe anything but your peaceful, reassuring, soft scent as you slept. Eventually he managed to drift off as well, albeit fitful and restless.

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Startled awake from some dream already slipping from his memory, Barbatos inhaled deeply, taking comfort in your embrace, holding him tightly even fast asleep. His face was tucked under your chin, legs tangled together, an arm tight around your waist. He slowly stretched his legs, pausing when he felt how damp his crotch was. A wet dream? Seriously? A fresh wave of disgust with himself surged up as he wondered if he had rutted against your thigh like a dog in his sleep. Try as he might, he could not recall his dreams, and this morning, he was thankful for it. 

Carefully extracting himself from your arms, he made his way to the bathroom to discard his soiled clothing in the hamper and take a shower. The hot water felt nice, just bordering on painful to keep his attention on the slide of soap across his skin. It was a gift from you, made with green tea and cherry blossoms. The fragrance was delicate but clung to his skin all day, reminding him of you and your thoughtfulness. He chuckled as he lathered his body, thinking of the times you would come running and dive recklessly into his arms, knowing he would catch you, burying your nose against his skin, inhaling so deeply you sometimes snorted. You seemed fascinated that you could never catch him smelling anything but amazing. 

He couldn't recall a time where he thought you smelled anything less than alluring, too. Though of course demons could smell things a human would never be able to detect. He was so attuned to your particular brand of arousal that the slightest dirty thought crossing your mind had his body reacting before he could even consciously register what was happening. 

Washing the lower half of his body, Barbatos lingered, wrapping slick, sudsy fingers around his length as he imagined his face buried between your thighs, tongue lapping at your sex. You smelled and tasted divine, always, he would never get enough. Groaning, he leaned forward and braced against the tiled wall as he stroked himself to thoughts of fucking you senseless, until your eyes rolled back and you could only babble his name over and over. As his orgasm began to bloom, a smoldering pressure building in his core, the sickly sweet smell of your fear rolled through his mind like a fog. Before he could recoil from it, your terrified, panic stricken face emerged, and with a strangled cry, the pressure burst forth in a hot rush. Hormones eroding all common sense he pumped his cock empty to the memory of your mortal fear. 

 

Fear of him.

[satans-my-spirit-animal]

A Grim in Devildom ch. 15

Chapter 1. Chapter 6. Chapter 11

Chapter 2. Chapter 7. Chapter 12

Chapter 3. Chapter 8. Chapter 13

Chapter 4. Chapter 9. Chapter 14

Chapter 5. Chapter 10

*gore, forced suicide, this has a happy ending I swear*

The eight of them made their way to the Demon lord's castle. Lucifer raised a gloved hand and knocked on the door. Barbatos answered almost immediately and escorted them inside. He didn't seem surprised by them being there, almost as if they were expected.

Lucifer marched right up to Diavolo with a determined look on his face. "Diavolo, I want to talk with you."

Diavolo smiled at him as if nothing was wrong. "Well hello, Lucifer. I assumed as much when I saw you at the door."

"Lucifer, if I'm not mistaken, aren't you supposed to be under house arrest?" Barbatos said with a cold tone.

Lucifer ignored his question, instead looking at Diavolo. "I'll accept whatever punishment is due. But there's something else we need to take care of first."

Barbatos looked at all of them and narrowed his green eyes, his gaze stopping on her. "What do we have here? Has the entire family come along?"

Satan smirked at him. "Well, what do you expect? We are family after all."

"So you've all come as a moving show of support and brotherly love, then? Hmm... But it seems that two among your number neither qualifies as relatives or demons." Barbatos looked at her and Kieran.

Beel stepped forward. "That's right. Cassandra and Kieran aren't demons nor related to us but... That doesn't mean we can't be on the same side. Isn't that right you guys?" He looked over at them expectantly.

"You bet Beel." Cassandra smiled back at him. "You got it, big guy." Kieran purred back at him.

"... I see." Diavolo smiled widely as he looked at her. "Well Cassandra, Kieran, you two may be human, but it seems that you've found a home here in the Devildom. I have to say I find that comforting. Now then, Lucifer, how about we hear what you have to say." Diavolo's expression turned serious as he turned to look at Lucifer.

Lucifer raised his chin. "...Diavolo never before have I opposed you in any matter until now. Give me back my brother... Give me back Belphegor... Please." Lucifer's expression turned pleading as Diavolo let out a heavy sigh.

"...Truth be told I knew. I knew you were hiding Belphegor and I knew why. Your loyalty to me forced you to deceive your brothers, and I knew it was a source of guilt. I saw how you struggled with it and it made me sad." He said with a pained look as Lucifer lowered his head.

Beel frowned looking frustrated. "If that's true then give us back Belphegor! That would solve everything wouldn't it?!"

Cassandra bit her lip as Diavolo shook his head. "The Devildom, the Celestial realm, and the human world. The balance between our three worlds is a delicate and fragile thing. In order to maintain this balance we must have rules. Belphegor sought to violate those rules and that is something I cannot overlook."

Cassandra finally spoke up, choosing her words carefully. "Belphegor didn't actually do anything. He said some things in the heat of the moment, but there's no way to prove that he would have acted on them."

"Yeah, that's right! He never did anything!" Mammon said from behind her, crouching as he tried to hide behind her despite the height difference.

"Mammon, hiding behind someone doesn't really work if you're almost a foot taller than them." Kieran sighed, exasperated as Levi grabbed Mammon and shoved him out from behind her.

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Diavolo said frowning.

"I can't forget my position or my mission. And let's not forget that Belphegor is your brother Lucifer. You are known as the seven rulers of the underworld and that's more than just a fancy title. You have great power here in the Devildom and that comes with great responsibility. I can't afford to give Belphegor special treatment."

"There's something you're forgetting Lord Diavolo." Cassandra said, hoping they didn't notice how nervous she was. "Belphegor threatened the human world as well and as the only representative of the human world here I think I should have a say in what happens to him." She was pulling reasons out of thin air as she thought wildly, all while keeping an icy demeanor.

Diavolo raised his eyebrows at her and the brothers gasped. Barbatos scowled at her and Levi squeaked behind her. "... I can't believe you just said that to LORD DIAVOLO..."

"Cassandra -" Lucifer moved forward to pull her back but Diavolo raised his hand to stop him.

"It's all right Lucifer. I see what you're saying Cassandra and there is some logic to it. So how about we do this? I'm going to assign you a special task. And if you can manage to complete it all by yourself, I'll let Belphegor go free." He smiled down at her as he proposed the deal.

Kieran bristled next to her. "I don't like this. What kind of task?" He let out a low growl.

"I just want her to prove she is worthy to serve as a representative of the human world. She's not entirely human after all." Diavolo tried to reassure him but Kieran just narrowed his eyes.

"Diavolo, what exactly is this task that you're assigning?" Lucifer seemed concerned as well.

"Allow me to explain. Something's bothering me about the events of the last few days you see. I need clarification and I want Cassandra to provide it. Lucifer you were hiding Belphegor in the attic which you sealed off with powerful magic. That door could only be opened through the combined power of six members of your family excluding Belphegor correct?" Diavolo said looking at Lucifer who nodded in response.

"Cassandra hasn't made a pact with you and yet the door still opened. Using Barbatos's powers I want Cassandra to travel back into the past and ascertain exactly who it was that released Belphegor. It's possible that some third party is involved in all of this without any of us knowing." Diavolo finished explaining to them and Kieran stepped forward between her and Diavolo.

"Don't do this Cass, I've got a bad feeling about this. You can just walk away from this right now." He looked up at her pleading but she shook her head.

"You know I can't do that Kieran. I helped create this mess so I've got to take responsibility for it. I'm not turning my back on everyone just because your wizard senses are tingling." She huffed stepping around him.

"You still shouldn't go alone I'll go with ya." Mammon said starting to follow her but Diavolo stopped him.

"Cassandra is to go alone. Those are my conditions." Diavolo said sternly.

"What?! No! Cassandra listen to me DON'T GO!" Kieran said frantically trying to scurry after her.

"Don't be ridiculous Kieran. After all the jobs I've worked I think I can handle myself." She sent him a glare that stopped him in his tracks. "I'm not a kid anymore." She grumbled not sure why he was so uneasy about this.

"I'm sorry for getting you caught up in all of this... But it seems you're the only one who can help Belphie now. Please come through for him." Lucifer said stepping forward with a concerned look on his face.

"No worries he's in good hands." She smiled back at him trying to sound confident. "Look after Kieran for me while I'm gone yeah?"

Lucifer seemed reassured by her words. "Of course. If anyone can help Belphie it's you."

With that Barbatos led her away, there was some more shouting from Kieran and the sound of a slight struggle but it faded quickly once they got farther down the hall.

"I've been serving Lord Diavolo for a very long time, much longer than you may think. But I must say, I never imagined the day would come when I'd actually be showing a human to my room." Barbatos said with a slightly amused expression as they advanced down the hall.

"Um, your room?" Cassandra raised an eyebrow at him confused by his words.

Barbatos nodded. "Correct. That is where we're headed now." He paused and let out a light chuckle. "Oh, I forgot you don't know how my powers work do you? I can see into the past and future... And I can send people to either one by using the countless doorways in my room."

Cassandra crossed her arms and gave him a skeptical look. "And yet you didn't know any of this was going to happen?"

Barbatos frowned and shook his head. "No. I did not. Imagine what it'd be like to know everything that will happen from now until the end of time. Why nothing could possibly be more boring wouldn't you agree?"

"Yeah, I guess so." She said as they stopped in front of a door.

"We've arrived. Please come in." Barbatos opened the door for her and she walked inside. The room looked like something out of the movie The Labyrinth. It was full of staircases that lead up to many sets of doors.

"Welcome to my room, Cassandra." Barbatos said as he closed the door behind her, and she felt a chill run up her spine.

His face grew serious. "Now then I'm going to explain some things about traveling to the past- things you must be cautious of. First, you must not reveal that you are from the future to anyone you meet in the past. If you were to do so, you run the risk of warping history. For the very same reason, it would not be good at all if you were to meet your past self. It would be best if you didn't make contact with anyone at all. If you can, ascertain who set Belphegor free and come right back without speaking to anyone along the way."

"How do I get back?" She asked as he guided her up a set of stairs to a nearby door.

"...Ah, yes I nearly forgot. When you wish to return to this world, all you have to do is knock on the door you used to get to the past and then proceed through it. Is there anything else you'd like to ask?" She shook her head and he opened the door.

"Well then off the past you go. Good luck and safe travels."

Cassandra stepped through the door and found herself in Mammon's room. She froze and pressed herself against the door. Standing in front of her were Mammon, Levi, Asmo, Beel, Kieran, and Satan. It seemed the doorway had taken her to where the brothers had been hiding earlier that night. She shrunk down slightly hoping they wouldn't notice her but it was only a matter of time, if she opened the door to leave they'd hear her.

Mammon was greeting Satan who had just walked into the room. "Hey, look who's here?! Nice work Satan!"

"Where were you when you disappeared on them?" Levi asked.

"On the stairs in the portrait hall. Leaving that tuft of fur behind was a nice touch, Kieran. That really convinced her." Satan looked down at Kieran who appeared proud of himself.

"She's hard to fool, but I think we might have pulled it off." Kieran smirked twitching his tail.

"Oh so are Cassandra and Lucifer alone now? Are they starting to get lovey-dovey?" Asmo said excitedly rubbing his hands together.

Satan frowned. "I left right then and there. How should I know?"

"Asmo the goal was to get them on good terms with one another not to hook them up!" Kieran hissed glaring at Asmo.

"Well regardless we should spy on them-" Satan was cut off by Mammon's scream- she had finally been spotted.

Asmo started to shush him but caught sight of her as well. They all spun around wide-eyed.

"Aw damn it!" Kieran hissed seeing that their cover was blown.

"Wh-what're you doing here?" Mammon stammered glancing around nervously.

"Satan, are you sure you weren't spotted when you slipped away?" Asmo glanced suspiciously at Satan.

"Oh no, there's no way..." Satan shook his head but there was a glimmer of doubt in his eyes.

Cassandra quickly straightened up and thought of a convincing lie. "No... I was walking down the hall and I thought I heard voices..."

They all turned to glare at Mammon. "What're ya lookin' at me for?!" He huffed.

"You and your big mouth!" Beel glared at him.

"Oh yeah? Your stomach was just as loud!" Mammon shot back.

"Well the gigs up boys, so we better start fessing up." Kieran sighed and shook his head.

"Aw, seriously?" Mammon looked disappointed.

Satan sighed. "Well as you can see, we didn't actually vanish. We were trying to get you and Lucifer alone, so you could make up. So to do that we disappeared one by one."

"Yeah and we made it like a horror-themed thing while we were at it." Mammon said proudly and then paused.

"Y'know though, it's actually not too late. It could still work. Cassandra go back to Lucifer! There's still time to get goin'!" Mammon said his eyes glimmering with hope.

"Alright but... Stay close, you guys." She said as she grabbed the doorknob and stepped out into the hall. She was hoping they would be there in time to stop Lucifer from ripping her to shreds when she told him about Belphie. She noticed Kieran's ears twitch at her words as she closed the door behind her. She could hear both Lucifer's and her own voice coming from Levi's room down the hall.

She quickly made her way over to the attic stairway. She listened for a moment before silently making her way up, making sure to stay hidden in the shadows. She reached the top of the stairs and waited in the shadows. After several minutes had passed she stood up, confused. It was almost time for her to tell Lucifer about Belphie and yet no one had appeared.

"Help... Me..." She could hear Belphie's voice from inside as he talked in his sleep. She moved over to the door and placed her hand on it. To her surprise, it swung open easily.

Her mouth fell open as she stood there wide-eyed. Had she missed the other person? Could they still be inside the attic? She went inside the attic and looked around.

"W-what!? But how?!" She choked out seeing no one there. There was the rustle of fabric and she turned to see Belphie stirring in his sleep. His violet eyes snapped open and meet hers.

He blinked confused as Cassandra froze on the spot. "...Wha? What's going on? How'd you get in here?" He looked over at the door and gasped, quickly sitting up in excitement.

"I don't believe it! The door... It's open! Did you do that?!" He smiled at her as he climbed out of bed.

"I- I don't know." She stammered at a complete loss at what to do. She was in a potentially dangerous situation now, being alone with Belphegor. His hatred of humans could cause him to turn on her at any second and his brothers were all watching her other self downstairs. She had no way of calling for help. Though for the moment he seemed genuinely surprised and happy.

Belphie seemed confused at her response. "But you opened the door and came in here didn't you? So it had to have been you." He let out a joyous laugh. "Amazing! You actually came through for me. There's no way Lucifer or Lord Diavolo ever thought this would happen. To think that I'd be saved by a human. " At the word human his eyes darkened slightly and she was overwhelmed with dread. She noticed he had positioned himself so he was between her and the door.

"It's really ironic! Now I can achieve what I set out to do." He spread his arms wide as if inviting her for a hug.

"Kill me you mean?" Cassandra growled backing away. It was no use, she was trapped. Despite all of her training, she knew that she was no match for a demon. Even her boot knife probably wouldn't do much damage if any. But regardless she wasn't going to let him have the satisfaction of killing her even if it meant taking drastic measures.

Belphie's eyes went wide and then he laughed. He transformed into his demon form, horns curling out of his head and a long tufted tail swished through the air. "So you saw through my ruse and still decided to help me? How foolish of you stupid hu-" he stopped when she swiftly pulled out her boot knife and let out a roar of laughter as he stalked towards her.

"Do you really think you can hurt me with that?" He sneered at her as she gripped the knife in her hand.

She smiled back at him serenely causing him to pause in surprise. "It's not for you. I refuse to let you have the last laugh." She looked him dead in the eyes as she jerked her hand up and plunged her own knife into her neck, slitting her own throat. Belphegor's face twisted in total shock as she sputtered and staggered back, collapsing slowly onto the floor.

She managed to smile at him mockingly as her blood poured out of her throat, soaking her shirt and spilling onto the floor. Her extremities started going numb and cold and her hand fell away from her neck. Her vision started going dark and Griselda's words echoed in her mind as everything went black. "You will die at the hand of your own pride."

She was drifting in darkness until a sudden warmth spread around her and she felt as if she was lying on solid ground again. A gentle voice was telling her to wake up.

She opened her eyes to find she was back in the sun-dappled forest once again with the woman with white hair. The woman smiled warmly at her as she sat up.

"You're Lilith aren't you?" Cassandra asked and the woman nodded.

"You are a clever girl. I've been waiting so long. For you to come find me." Her violet eyes shined with warmth as she looked at Cassandra affectionately.

"You were an angel turned human right? What happened to you after you died?" Cassandra asked her wondering why Lilith was there. She wanted to ask her where her mother and grandfather were.

"I see my brothers have told you about me. Thanks to Lucifer I was reborn as a human. I lived out my life, a happy one as a human, never knowing who I was. But after my death, I remembered who I was. Now I'm worried about my brothers. Ever since becoming a soul I've been watching over them... Cassandra, please... I want you to help them." Lilith gave her a pleading look.

"I can't now... I died." Cassandra said looking away. What would the brother think when they found her dead? What would happen to Kieran? Would he be ok?

Lilith held out her hand. In it was a small, crystal bottle filled with a clear liquid. "I've been watching over your family for centuries as well. I've been safekeeping this for your father, he will know what to do with it." She placed the bottle in her hand with a gentle smile.

"Wait what? I never knew my father. Why have you been watching over MY family?" Cassandra was now even more confused.

"Because you're..." Lilith's voice faded away as everything went white.

Mammon pressed his ear to the library door as he listened in along with his brothers and Kieran to Cassandra and Lucifer's conversation.

"Move over Satan! I'm trying to figure out who Cassandra has a crush on!" Asmo said shoving Satan aside so he could hear better. "Ooh, she's certainly dodging the question! She likes one of us!" He said excitedly.

"Well, it's obviously me not you!" Mammon snapped at him and Asmo shot him a glare.

"What would a clever girl like Cassandra see in an idiot like you?" Asmo hissed at him and he cringed internally at his scathing remark. He opened his mouth to shout a comeback but Kieran shushed him.

"Shut up all of you! They'll hear!" Kieran hissed at them.

"Hey... Did Cassandra just mention Belphie?" Beel said looking surprised.

They all grew quiet as Lucifer started to go off on the other side of the door. ".... You went to that room...AND YOU MET BELPHEGOR!" He roared and there was a loud commotion. Mammon quickly threw open the door and everyone rushed in behind him.

"STOP!" Mammon shouted throwing himself between Lucifer and Cassandra. Lucifer's face was twisted in rage and he was in his demon form.

Suddenly there was a flash of light and a shattering sound, like something made of glass had broken.

Mammon turned around to see that Cassandra had vanished and that Kieran was glowing and growing larger in size.

"Wh-?" Mammon said backing away with his brothers as Kieran transformed into a man in front of them.

He had his long black hair tied back in a ponytail and wore a long black military-style coat. His ears were pointed and his eyes were a golden yellow.

"K-kieran?" Satan asked stunned as the glow died down.

Kieran's face changed from shock to pure horror. "No... This isn't possible... WHERE'S CASSANDRA?" He raised his voice in panic.

"Cassandra vanished and Kieran's curse broke?!" Asmo gasped in shock.

"B-but how?" Levi stuttered wide-eyed.

"Who cares?! Where's Cass?!" Mammon said looking wildly around the room.

Kieran's eyes fell on Lucifer. "My curse could only be broken after the death of a blood relative... So where is she Lucifer? WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Kieran was shaking with rage as he took a step toward Lucifer.

"What?! I have no idea what's going on! I didn't do anything!" Lucifer seemed genuinely confused.

"Blood relative?" Satan said with a frown. "You and Cassandra are related? You've never mentioned it before."

"She doesn't know! Don't you get it?! She's my DAUGHTER! Lucifer! Where is she?!" Kieran shouted and everyone went pale. In the brief stunned silence that followed, the sound of footsteps descending the stairs echoed down the hall and they all turned to look.

"Cassandra?" Kieran called out hopefully but there was no answer. He ran to the door and out into the hall and let out a heart-wrenching scream.

Mammon and his brothers quickly rushed after him and ran out into the hall to be greeted by a horrifying sight.

Belphie stood at the bottom of the stairs with Cassandra hanging limply from his arms. Kieran was on his knees trembling in shock.

Asmo let out a scream from behind him as Mammon slowly stepped forward not wanting to believe want he was seeing.

"Belphie? This is a joke, right? A-a prank you and Cass came up with right?" He started to shake, and the smell of her blood filled the air. It felt like his heart was being torn to shreds inside his chest as he watched in horror as her blood ran down her chest from the slash in her throat.

There was a clattering sound as her boot knife fell out of her hand and Belphie tossed her body unceremoniously onto the floor with a sneer on his face.

Mammon darted forward and scooped her up in his arms cradling her. "Hang in there Cassandra!" Tears streamed down his cheeks as he tried to stop the blood flowing from her neck.

Belphie let out a cold laugh. "Too late for that Mammon. She slit her own throat before I could get my hands on her."

"NO! WHY?!" Mammon screamed as sobs tore out of his lips.

"Belphie what have you done?!" Beel said horrified. Asmo was sobbing next to Levi and Satan who both appeared to be in shock. Lucifer glared furiously at Belphie.

Kieran leaped to his feet with a wild look on his face. "YOU BASTARD! I'LL KILL YOU!" He screamed and charged full force at Belphie, punching him in the face, and then wrapped his hand around Belphie's neck. Beel ran forward and pried Kieran off him.

"Who the fuck are you?!" Belphie coughed, rubbing his neck as Beel held Kieran back.

Belphie narrowed his eyes. "Wait, that voice... Kieran? Well, this IS rich. Cassandra dying broke your curse! Looks like she did you a favor." Belphie sneered as Kieran screamed and thrashed in Beel's arms.

"Belphegor!" Lucifer roared, silencing him. "Satan is she really...?" He then turned to Satan hoping that Belphegor had been wrong.

Satan sighed and shook his head. "There's no way she could survive losing that much blood..."

Asmo let out a loud wail and Levi started tearing up as the situation hit him. "No... She can't be..." Levi choked out.

Mammon held her tightly as tears streamed down his face. "Cassandra... I never got to tell ya... I should've been there..." He choked out burying his face in her golden brown hair that still smelled of roses.

Beel finally let go of Kieran who came over and knelt beside him. He picked up her hand that was balled into a fist and held it to his cheek. "I never told her I was her father..." He whispered hoarsely, tears falling out of his golden eyes.

Suddenly Kieran stopped and looked at her hand with a frown. "What's this?" He opened up her fist to reveal a small, crystal bottle filled with liquid.

"What?! But how?! Where did she get this?!" Kieran shouted grasping the bottle tightly in his hands.

"What is it?" Satan asked looking up from where he had bowed his head.

"Dryad tears! I stole this bottle over twenty years ago! It's why I was cursed. It can grant a mortal eternal life..." Kieran trailed off and looked at Cassandra with hope in his eyes.

"C-could it bring her back?" Mammon said lifting his head and seeing the excitement in Kieran's eyes.

"I'm willing to try anything." Kieran said pulling the stop out of the bottle. He grabbed her chin and pressed the bottle to her lips. The iridescent liquid slid into her mouth.

They all watched in anticipation for a few seconds but nothing happened. Lucifer came up and placed a hand on Kieran's shoulder. "Kieran, the chances of it working after she is already dead are..." Lucifer trailed off as Cassandra started to glow.

She glowed bright white, so bright that everyone had to shield their eyes as the light filled the room. After a few seconds, the light died down and Mammon opened his eyes.

Her neck was fully healed and her hair was now snow white. "Her hair!" Asmo gasped, opening his eyes as well.

"It's a side effect from using dryad tears." Kieran said looking intensely at Cassandra. "C'mon Cass..." He whispered as she remained limp in Mammon's arms.

After what seemed like ages, Mammon felt Cassandra stir in his arms. Her blue eyes fluttered open and meet his and he felt his lips stretch into a wide smile. "She's back!" He cried out happily and pulled her into a tight hug.

"Mammon..." She smiled weakly at him and stroked his cheek with her ice-cold fingers. She was still deathly pale and covered in partly dried blood. She caught sight of Kieran kneeling down next to her and recoiled into his chest.

"Who...?" She said hoarsely eyeing Kieran suspiciously and Mammon realized she didn't recognize him.

"It's me, Cass! Kieran! I know you're confused right now and you've lost a lot of-" Kieran started to explain to her but Belphegor let out a growl.

"... What the hell? Am I going to have to kill her twice? I mean she can only beat death so many times right?" Belphegor sneered and stepped forward threateningly and Kieran spun around in an attempt to block his path.

"DON'T YOU DARE TOUCH CASSANDRA AGAIN!" Mammon roared as he transformed into his demon form and wrapped his wings around her protectively. His voice was so harsh he barely recognized it as his own and everyone gave him a shocked look as they backed up.

"Really Mammon? You're using your demon form against your little brother? Over a human?" Belphie glared at him but backed up all the same.

Mammon growled at him but Cassandra started to squirm in his grasp, pulling herself up. "Belphegor... Lilith... she didn't die in the war." She rasped out as she struggled to catch her breath.

Her words made everyone freeze, including Mammon. "...wha?" Belphie said looking baffled.

"She lived as a human." Cassandra said and Mammon looked down at her confused. Why was she talking about Lilith at a time like this?

"What're ya talkin' ab-" He started to ask but Lucifer gasped and walked up to them.

"Cassandra how do you...?! How do you know that?!" Lucifer looked stunned as he looked down at her wide-eyed.

Cassandra proceeded to explain how Lucifer had made a deal with Diavolo to save Lilith. All the brothers gawked at her in shock when she finished.

"Then Lilith didn't -" Beel said his eyes wide but Mammon interrupted before he could finish.

"She didn't die?! That's what you're sayin'?!" He said standing up, she held onto him tightly. It seemed like she was unable to stand on her own.

She nodded but Belphie shook his head angrily. "You're lying...! Lies! Lies lies LIES, all of it! As if you could ever trust the word of a human!" Belphegor screamed at her in rage and Mammon instinctively shielded her with his wings.

"...it's the truth." Lucifer said with a sigh and Belphegor staggered back in shock running his hands through his hair.

"I don't believe it... Lilith..." He choked out.

"Even so, how is it that you know all of this Cassandra?" Lucifer turned his attention back to her.

"She's really weak right now, she should get some rest. All of this can wait until lat-" Kieran was interrupted by Cassandra who waved him away when he went to grab her.

"I'm fine Kieran." She ignored his protests and continued. "It's going to get complicated and I'm not sure I understand everything myself so listen close..." She told them about Barbatos sending her back in time to find out who freed Belphegor.

"... So I told you in another timeline..." Lucifer trailed off deep in thought.

"What happened to the other Cassandra?" Levi asked looking confused.

"Yes, and who let Belphie out of the attic then?" Satan glanced over to Belphegor.

Cassandra shook her head. "I have no idea what happened to the other Cassandra and I didn't see anyone near the attic other than myself and Belphegor."

"I think I can answer a few of those questions." They all turned to look and saw Diavolo and Barbatos walking inside. Diavolo went slightly pale when he saw the state Cassandra was in.

"Cassandra?! Are you all right?!" Diavolo looked shocked to see her covered in blood.

"I was able to get her back with this." Kieran held up the empty bottle that had contained the dryad tears. "But we were lucky, to say the least."

Mammon noticed that Cassandra was watching Kieran with a strange look on her face as he held up the bottle.

"... Yes well, I'm glad that you're ok now Cassandra." Diavolo let out a sigh of relief before he continued. "From the events tonight one thing has become clear. Cassandra... You are a distant descendant of the human Lilith. It seems she started the entire Grimm line."

There was a collective gasp as everyone turned to Cassandra stunned. Cassandra herself stiffened in his arms in surprise.

"Lord Diavolo ordered me to look into the matter so I did. It wasn't easy to trace down Lilith's lineage especially since there was so much interbreeding with the fae. But there can be no doubt it's true." Barbatos's gaze flickered over to Kieran for fraction of a second.

"Seriously?" Cassandra blinked in surprise.

"I'm surprised you didn't figure it out for yourself. Have you ever had any visions of Lilith's past memories? I'm guessing you have." Diavolo raised an eyebrow at her.

She was quiet for a moment before she answered. "Yes..." She looked at Lucifer with a serious expression. "No matter how far apart we may be, no matter how much time passes, even if someday you're no longer yourself... I'll never forget you. And I'll always pray that you find happiness... Always. I love you, Lilith."

Lucifer gasped and looked very emotional. "Those words... Those words were the very last words I said to Lilith before she was taken away... Cassandra... Lilith... Lilith!" He rushed forward and hugged her tightly and she weakly reciprocated his hug.

"Is this for real...?" Mammon said in wonderment as he made sure she didn't fall over. Soon all of his brothers joined in looking joyful. He himself was over the moon, it felt as if their family was complete again. Though Cassandra wasn't Lilith perhaps Lilith was watching them through her. He brushed his hand through her now snow-white hair, thinking that she now even looked a bit like Lilith.

Belphegor hung back, looking confused and conflicted. Kieran started to pull them off. "Hey! Ease up! She is still weak remember?!" At his words, they all pulled away reluctantly.

Belphie shook his head. "... It can't be. It CAN'T be... It can't, it can't, it can't! Lilith wasn't dead? She was reborn as a HUMAN? And this human is her descendant? Impossible... There's just no way. I... I REFUSE to believe this! There's no way Cassandra would just happen to be chosen for the exchange program! It's all too perfect!" He shouted glaring at all of them.

"Belphie..." Beel said with a pained expression.

Belphegor continued to shake his head. "Someone must be trying to trick me, trying to lure me into a trap! That has to be it! Well, I don't buy it! You can't fool me like that!" Belphie's eyes flickered over to Lucifer and Diavolo accusingly.

"Belphegor... I wish you had found out a different way. Lilith's spirit has been in my dreams... She's been watching over all of you, as well as my family. She was there when I died... She gave me the dryad tears." Cassandra said with a glance at Kieran.

Belphegor's eyes went wide with shock and Kieran looked surprised as well. "...so a spirit had them all this time..." Kieran said studying the empty bottle.

"You can't hate humans forever Belphie..." Asmo said gently, as he hesitantly moved towards him.

"He's right. Lilith always wanted to spend time in the human world, so I'm sure she lived a happy life." Satan said trying to reassure him.

Belphegor fell to his knees, tears streaming down his cheeks. "Lilith... Lilith! I...I'm so sorry!" He started to sob loudly as he struggled to catch his breath. "It was my fault, it was all my fault... If I hadn't been so interested in humans she wouldn't have gotten involved with them. And during the great Celestial war, I couldn't protect her either... I was so CLOSE, right beside her... She was right there!" He broke down into unintelligible sobs again and Beel went over to comfort him.

"I never knew you felt that way Belphie..." Levi said sharing Beel's pained look.

Lucifer shook his head. "No. You've got it wrong. It wasn't your fault, Belphie. I wish I'd told you that sooner."

"Lucifer..." Belphie looked touched by his words.

Cassandra shifted in his arms to look at Barbatos. "Barbatos... What happened to the other Cassandra?"

Barbatos blinked and then smiled at her. "I sent her to the other timeline. The one you left. You see I didn't count on you being brought back, so I sent the other Cassandra to the other timeline so at least one of you would be safe. I was planning on combining the timelines but now it appears I won't have to."

"As far as abilities go, that's a pretty powerful one to have don't you think?" Satan said with an awestruck expression.

Suddenly Cassandra slumped forward in his arms and went limp. "Wha?! Cassandra?! CASSANDRA! HEY WAKE UP!" Mammon started to panic as she dangled limply in his arms. He looked up at Kieran disparately. "I thought the potion healed her!"

Kieran rushed over immediately. "It did but it didn't replace all the blood she lost! She needs a transfusion NOW! Help me get her to her room."

Mammon quickly started to carry her up the stairs, Kieran close behind. Kieran paused to look over at Lucifer. "Lucifer... I may need some help with this it's been a long time since I've done anything like this... Could... Could you ask Solomon for backup?" He made a face as if he disliked the thought of needing Solomon's help immensely.

Lucifer nodded and took out his DDD and started to call Solomon as Mammon shot up the stairs to Cassandra's room.

[dirwael]

Hands Off

Solomon x GN Reader | 447 Words | Rated T | Warnings: Mentions of violence

A/N: Takes place at the beginning of Lesson 11 (Nightbringer)

Also on my Ao3!

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Solomon had never felt an anger as great as this before.

He can recall bouts that have made him yell, storm out of rooms with balled up fists and a scowl on his face. He can remember times that made him laugh like a maniac, eyes crazed, forbidden spells at his fingertips. He can never forget the moments of white-hot fury, ones that left cities decimated, relationships broken beyond repair, and blood on his hands.

But none of those instances could hold a candle to this.

This anger, a new one— one fueled by fear, hatred, and love.

Solomon could hardly believe his eyes at the scene before him. You, his adorable apprentice, backed against a wall, as one of those damn demons tried to put his claws on you. Whatever caused this to happen didn't matter. All Solomon knew was to put up a barrier, and immediately rush to your side.

Belphegor. The one that attacked you. The youngest of the brothers. The weakest. A fallen angel, still assimilating to his new demonic life and powers. Solomon, while still just a human, was more in tune with his magic. There was a chance that he could-

No, no.

Belphegor's brothers were there, as was the prince. Even with his spells, Barbatos, and now Asmodeus, Solomon knew he would lose that battle. Plus, his most powerful spells require two hands, and he refused to move the arm he wrapped around you, keeping you at his side and away from those fiends.

Solomon wanted that perpetrator gone. And if wanting him dead meant wanting the whole family dead as well, then so be it. That demon and his defenders needed to suffer and rot for the crime of even just trying to harm you.

But while holding you, Solomon could feel you tremble.

He could hear you sniffle. He looked and saw you raise your hand to wipe at your eye.

And that's when Solomon realized it— his racing heart and swirling mind... they betrayed his outward look, one of even breaths and a calm smile. One hand was ready to unleash millennia after millennia of sorcery, while the other carefully held you.

Solomon had never felt so furious before, but he'd also never felt so afraid. The knowledge that he was the only one that could protect you, the knowledge that if he arrived just a second too late, you would be-

He needed to get you out of here, for both of your sakes.

Solomon looked back to the demons. His smile grew and his grip on you tightened as he readied a teleportation spell.

He wanted those monsters dead.

But he needed you safe first.

[irrevocably-urs]

✗ a night in the library

“Are you enjoying this?” 

Diavolo whispered in your ear as he slowly circled two fingers on your clothed cunt, applying just the right amount of pressure leaving you biting down on your lip. You didn’t want to be heard. 

You were both in the school library and it was way past school hours. You were gathering your things getting ready to leave when Diavolo coincidentally walked through the door. He must’ve been so worried since it was late. He didn’t like it when you would go out without at least giving him a heads up.

I guess you were too caught up with school work but he was to blame for that. 

“Hm?”

You whimpered with a nod, growing tired from holding up one of your legs as Diavolo was holding the other, spreading you nicely for him. You were sitting on his lap, pressed up against his warm body.

“Please,” You whimper, wanting his fingers inside of you. He ignored your request, continuing to rub his two digits on your clit slowly. It felt good but you wanted more. 

“Use your words, Darling,” He smiled knowingly, watching your legs twitch from his fingers. He removed his hand that was underneath your leg and brought your other hand in the place where his hand was before. 

He then moved his hand up underneath your shirt, moving your bra aside. He gently pinched your nipple, turning and squeezing perfectly. You let out a breathy moan, your back arching away from him. 

“Please, I want them inside me,” You spoke with need. You felt a tingling feeling in your lower stomach that was on the point of tilting over. You wanted it so bad. “Them?” He was aroused by the way your face contoured trying to concentrate on the pleasure he was barely providing you.

“Your fingers,” You whispered, a bit embarrassed that you were specific. 

“Mm, You really want them?” His voice was deep as he spoke by your ear causing goosebumps to appear on your body. You nodded impatiently. He moved his fingers on your clit faster. “Yeah?” He mewled into your ear, biting your earlobe. You nodded profusely, your cunt spasming around nothing. Your muffled moans filled the once quiet library.

Diavolo planted kisses along your exposed shoulder, biting down every now and then. He moved aside your panties, finally inserting two digits into your cunt while circling your clit with his thumb. He curled his fingers hitting your sweet spot. Loud moans slipped out of your mouth.

“Be quiet, we don’t want to get caught, do we?” He spoke in a low tone, sending shivers up your spine. He added another finger, increasing his pace. You shook your head letting out a breathy ‘No’ at the sudden change of pace. You close your eyes, your mind going blank for a second as you murmur words of encouragement to Diavolo.

Diavolo’s eyes darkened at your gesture. You smelled so good it was intoxicating. He couldn't get enough, the way your cunt swallows his fingers perfectly; in and out so smoothly. It arouses him in ways that didn’t seem imaginable. 

He leaned back on the chair, spreading his legs apart, opening your legs even more as they were on his thighs. He laid his chin on your shoulder so he could watch his fingers disappear inside of you. You breathe deeply adjusting to the sudden openness, your cunt was on full display for anybody who decided to walk in the library. 

You felt somewhat anxious about what might happen if you were caught by someone. Although they might not be able to say anything since it’s Diavolo they would be talking about. But you didn’t want to admit the thought of everyone knowing about this felt erotic.

Diavolo pressed roughly on your clit, circling swiftly, making your hips jerk. 

The moans you were trying to keep in slipped out. You shut your mouth when you realised. 

“Shh,” He spoke softly beside you, going faster. His other hand squeezing your breast.

“Focus on the feeling, Darling,” He cooed, his warm breath hitting the side of your face, then planting a kiss on your cheek. You move your head to the side, arching your back against his abdomen. You opened your mouth but nothing came out. His fingers felt good.

The new found pleasure taking over your body. Your heart raced faster as you tried to close your legs. You released one hand from underneath your knee, letting out a silent cry. It felt so good. 

“F– fuck Diavolo, it feels so good,” You grind your hips against his hand wanting more. “Please don’t stop-” You cried out as your legs quivered, your muscles tensed up as your eyes rolled back. Your whimpering was the only thing that could be heard. Diavolo kept the same pace riding out your orgasm. You gripped his hand trying to slow him down as he overstimulated your clit. “O-oh f–fuck,” You raise your hips as it was too much.

“That’s it, Darling. Just like that,” His voice was husky as he watched your legs spasm at his touch. You clench around his fingers as you cum again. Your moans were the only thing playing through Diavolo’s mind, as if it was his favorite melody. 

“You did amazing,” He praised as you slumped against his body. You tried calming down your breathing, your legs now quivering. He slowly pulled out his fingers out of your cunt. You whimper at the loss.

Diavolo watched his fingers covered in your juices make a visible string connecting his finger to your core. He cursed underneath his breath at the site.

He brought his fingers to his face to taste them. He wrapped his mouth around them sucking them dry. “Mm, you taste wonderful, my love,” He cooed lovingly. Diavolo sat up on the chair, grabbing your chin to face him as his other hand held you by your stomach so you wouldn't fall. You gaze at him, his eyes filled with lust. He moved his head to the side as he leaned in, embracing your soft lips in a slow kiss. 

You could taste yourself on his lips. He broke the kiss, a string of salvia connecting your lips. You lost yourself in his eyes as they glowed a bright gold. Diavolo stared at you intensely, saying many things with his eyes without a word being said. He gently kissed your forehead before hooking his arm under your legs and holding your back with the other as he stood up.

“Let’s go get you cleaned, my love,” He looked down, watching your face rest against his body, as your chest heaved up and down gently. You felt yourself succumb into the darkness.

He smiled tenderly, knowing he had found his forever.

[loweya-blog]

Mammon Steals MC (Spoilers for Lesson 22)

(If Mammon managed to snatch MC in lesson 22)

"You're mine! MIIIINE!"

The words echoed in your head as you suddenly felt the demon wrap his arms around you, holding you and squeezing the life out of you. He'd been too fast for Beel or others to block. And even now you only had a few seconds to register what was going on before he unfurled his black wings and took off into the sky. You could hear the desperate calls and shouts of the other brothers as Mammon flew off through an open window in the library, escaping into the night.

The brothers, terrified that Mammon would end up hurting you, did the only thing they could think of. They ran to find Lucifer.

(Meanwhile)

Flying through the Devildom sky should have been fun, even pleasant but with Mammon's arms crushing you, it was hard to find such enjoyment. His nails were digging into your flesh, he wouldn't give you any room to squirm away from him. With his greed consuming him, all he could think about was making sure nobody touched his treasure!

"Mammon!" You shouted his name.

He couldn't hear you anymore. Instead he gritted his teeth as he searched for a place to hide you away. HOL wasn't safe and neither was that hall where Solomon lived. Then it hit him. The Devildom forest had plenty of caves and was difficult to track people down in. He turned and soared towards the forest.

When he arrived in the forest, he found a large cave and dragged you in. He kept pulling you deeper and deeper, then eventually carrying you since he didn't even trust you to walk. You both reached the deepest darkest part of the cave and only then did he relax.

Sort of.

He wrapped his arms and wings around you tightly, not even caring that he might be hurting you.

"Mine."

Mammon continued to mutter your name and "mine" over and over again as greed continued to consume him. You could barely breath under his crushing strength. His golden blue eyes were piercing as he just kept looking at you, like you'd vanish at any moment.

After an hour or two, Lucifer and the brothers finally found the both of you. Mammon hissed at them the second they came into view, raising his wings and ready to attack at any moment to protect his precious treasure. Lucifer had Beel hold Mammon back while he knocked Mammon out. Then they had Simeon, who was quick to join the search, heal up the injuries caused by Mammon.

[avatar-saiki]

Greed's Hidden Light

Mammon/Reader, 2.4k words

Inspired by Nightbringer Lessons 2-3

Mammon slipped out shortly after dinner, the commotion of the rumors and new… pet... in their midst giving him the perfect cover to sneak away for some fresh air. It was crisp on his tongue, sending chills down his back as he stepped out into the moonlight without much direction other than needing to move. It was dark here, very dark. 

Still getting used to that too…

He shivered, crossing his arms and cutting through the forest, following one of the many trails that wound throughout the grounds around the House of Lamentation. Everything here was so different, from the food to the magic to the way he found himself feeling drawn to things he’d never felt before, it was all so…

Frustrating.

Distant howls prickled at the back of his neck and he looked around, then decided to hurry on through to the clearing. Even the creatures here were different. 

Bigger. 

Meaner.

Scari-

He shook his head quickly and reached up to smack his cheeks.

“I wasn’t scared,” he muttered to himself, then looked around at the trees twisted and gnarly with their branches seemingly reaching out to grab innocent passersby.

“Tch,” he strode passed them and broke through the tree-line, the lake coming into view. In the eternal night its waters reflected in an inky black, serene and calm like a bottomless mirror reflecting the stars and moon above.

An endless abyss…

He relaxed, slowing his pace, transfixed by the reflected moonlight.

“I wasn’t scared,” he repeated under his breath, feeling the words deeper in his chest. His breath rolled out in a gentle mist, giving him something tangible to focus and direct.

Breathe in…

Breathe out…

He closed his eyes when he’d reached the water’s edge and set his stance, turning his face up to the moon.

Breathe in…

He stretched out his arms, his wings even further.

Breathe out…

Howls sang into the night.

Breathe in…

Wind whistled through the trees, stirring leaves in a chilling melody.

Breathe out…

If he focused, he could even pick out the distant shouts of Satan and the others.

A smile touched his lips.

Breathe in…

He opened his eyes and gazed up at the moon, breathing out long and slow, watching the wisps of breathe curl up into the night. It was only him and the night now, its serenity a haunting comfort.

He squatted down and leaned over the water, the moonlight illuminated in his hair. Two ebony horns spiraled up from his head, and he reached up to touch one, watching his reflection do the same. Wings stretched again, and kicked up gentle ripples with a roll of his shoulders. Nothing like they had once been, but they were his.

He closed his eyes again, feeling along the grooves of his horns, where they dipped and where they wound.

“I really am a demon now…” he murmured, reaching the pointed tip and grasping around the horn to give it a tug.

Predictably all that really accomplished was some soreness and a short jerk of his head.

He sighed and sat down in the dirt, resting his arms on his knees. 

What did being a demon even mean? He’d never given it much thought, or even what it meant to be an angel for that matter.

Or a human…

He sighed again and picked up a rock, chucking it and watching it skip across the tranquility spread out before him, reflections wobbling and distorting with every ripple.

“I just don’t get it…” he said, tossing another rock to chase the first.

He hadn’t known. Hadn’t seen. But when Lucifer acted, there’d been no doubt.

But why hadn’t he been the one to intervene?

He picked up another rock, wiping off the grit with his thumb and holding it in his fist.

Just how many of ‘em would’ve stayed if he hadn’t?

He grit his teeth and tossed it out, then folded his wings around himself and buried his head in his arms, counting the splashes until it sank.

Even if he didn’t have any regrets about being here, it didn’t change the fact that this place wasn’t exactly friendly. Scary or not, no one wanted them here. Except maybe Diavolo, but even then he only really cared about Lucifer. Everyone else was just a bonus.

And then there was Satan…

His wings folded further inward, frustration rising. He was supposed to be their older brother too. He was supposed to protect them. Lead them. But all he ever did was screw it all up. He couldn’t even tame Cerberus right. If it hadn’t been for Lucifer, one of them could’ve—

“Mammon?”

He looked up, startled. “What? Who’s there?”

You stepped out from the trees and raised a hand in greeting. He relaxed a little. Just you. Of course, you’d been following them around ever since Diavolo named you as their attendant.

“I saw you’d wandered off,” you said, stopping a few feet behind him. “Mind if I sit?”

He shrugged and looked back out across the lake. “Do what you want.”

You hummed, rocks grinding under step until you found a comfortable place to sit. The water had long since stilled once more, nothing but the gentle breeze breaking through the quiet.

That is, until you spoke again.

“It’s pretty out here.”

“Mm.” He grunted, not wanting to be rude but not really feeling chatty either. He could hear the sounds of scuffling again while you adjusted, but only rested his cheek on his arm.

“You don’t have to worry ‘bout me,” he said quietly, “I just needed some air is all.”

“I figured,” you said, voice light. “It’s a lot to take in after suddenly becoming so famous.”

He snorted, “I ain’t famous.”

“Sure you are! You’re one of the Seven Rulers of the Underworld now, remember?”

He smiled a little, “Yeah…” but it didn’t last long. Technically that title should belong to Lucifer, he hadn’t done all that much and when Cerberus had been in front of him, baring his fangs at his brothers and looking to attack he…

He just…

“Mammon… are you okay?”

He nodded, ready to brush it off again but he made the mistake of looking at you and meeting your eyes. Why… why did you look at him like that? All soft and concerned? Like you cared? Like you…

He looked away again. “Don’t you think there shoulda been one?”

“One? One what?”

He rested his chin on his arms, staring at the reflected stars. 

“One Ruler of the Underworld.”

“Mm…” You considered it a moment. “Why? Because Lucifer terrified the poor thing?”

He sulked further, but nodded. That’s exactly why. Lucifer didn’t even hesitate, just like before. He knew exactly what to do and was able to protect everyone and tame a massive, ravenous beast.

All while he had stood there, mustering up the courage to even try. What if Lucifer hadn’t showed up? Would he have been able to protect them?

“I think you all had a part in it,” you said, snapping him out of his thoughts.

He laughed under his breath. “Ah, c’mon that’s a cop out answer an’ you know it.”

To his surprise, you shook your head. “No it isn’t, think about it.” You started counting off on your fingers, “Asmodeus charmed the flowers, Beelzebub ate the apples, Leviathan and Satan found the hidden cavern, plus without you we wouldn’t have even found Cerberus or gone through with this plan to begin with.” You shrugged, “So yeah, sure, Lucifer growled harder than a three-headed dog, but you were the one that set everything in motion.”

He…

He hadn’t thought of it like that.

He crossed his legs and sat up a little straighter.

“Yeah, but-”

“Actually I guess I don’t remember if Belphegor did anything,” you said with a laugh, “but he gets a pass because he’s the youngest.”

He chuckled and shook his head, “Don’t let him hear you say that.”

“Oh I know,” you said, laughing with him.

He squinted. “How do you know?”

“Oh- uh…” You reached up to scratch your cheek. “I guess I just have a knack for these sorts of things?”

“Mm…” He looked back out across the water and held his chin in his hand. Maybe that was a demon thing, they always did seem like they knew how to read humans pretty well. Diavolo could tell when someone was lying too… yeah, that had to be it. Some tricky demon magic he hadn’t learned yet.

“Is that why you tried to kiss me?” he asked, trying to sound casual but he couldn’t help watching your reaction through the corner of his eyes.

Your smile faltered a bit, cheeks turning rosy.

“Y… yeah… that was weird of me, wasn’t it?”

He shrugged, “I mean, I get it. It’s hard to resist the Great Mammon.”

It’d only been intended to be a light teasing, but you laughed in agreement. “I mean, you’re not wrong there. There’s a lot to like about you.”

It was his turn to blush, or at least he thought he might be. He covered his mouth with his palm and tried to focus on the lake, wishing his face could feel as cool as the night sky.

“That’s… probably weird to hear, huh?” You said quietly, picking up one of the rocks and turning it over in your hand. “Since we’ve only known each other for a… little while now.”

He just shrugged again, not trusting himself to look at you. You were nice enough, but how was he supposed to handle some sort of crush or… was it even that? Or was it a trick of a demon’s charms to woo gullible fools like him?

“I think it was cool of you to work so hard for your brothers,” you said, voice dropping to just above a whisper carried on the wind. “You even went so far as to convince Barbatos to let you into the castle so you could search.”

“Yeah… but I wouldn’t have gotten that far without your help.”

“Maybe, but I don’t think that would’ve stopped you if I hadn’t, just slowed you down a bit.”

He chewed the inside of his bottom lip, mulling it over. You were obviously trying to cheer him up, but why? What would winning him over get you exactly? It’s not like he had anything, and even the title he just got didn’t mean a whole lot yet.

And if you were after power… cozying up to Lucifer made a lot more sense. But even then you didn’t seem to need it, you were already skilled in magic more than they were.

“I can’t do anything on my own,” he said, feeling the weight of the words sink even deeper than any stone he could ever throw. 

“Well, it’s a good thing you don’t have to then, isn’t it?” you said easily.

He scowled and said nothing, letting the silence of the night be his answer for him.

“There’s power in wanting,” you said, drawing his attention even if slight. Your focus was on the stone in your hand, holding it with your fingertips while your eyes were… fond.

“It takes a lot to want something,” you continued, “even more to recognize it and admit it’s important enough to care.”

Flowery words weren’t going to get you anywhere with him.

“Yeah, but so what,” he muttered, “wanting something doesn’t mean I got any idea how to get it or if it’s even worth it.”

“Maybe, but doesn’t knowing that already make you stronger?” You asked, holding the rock up to the moon as if to compare its own ability, or lack thereof, to glow. “Wanting means there’s a need to fill, right? Whether it be for yourself or for others, like with trying to garner respect for your brothers to give them a better life here.”

“I can want stuff all I want, but that doesn’t mean anything changes,” he said stubbornly.

You glanced at him with a smile, then shrugged. “Yeah, maybe you’re right.” You stood up and brushed off your backside, “I mean, as much as I believe you would’ve saved the day all the same, we’ll never know since Lucifer swooped in, right? But even so,” you tossed the rock and sent it flying across the serenity that stretched before you, each touch to its surface dancing in sparkling ripples that stretched outward, colliding and reforming anew as they extended out across the lake. You were watching the water, but he couldn’t help looking up at you and that gentle smile on your lips.

“Things don’t change until someone wants them to.”

His throat felt tight, your words…

He…

He wasn’t like…

“But that’s just how I see things,” you said, holding your hands behind your back. “Not everyone can be a leader, but you don’t have to be one to lead either.”

“That doesn’t make any sense,” he said and you chuckled, glancing down at him with eyes that…

Sparkled.

“I guess it doesn’t, does it?” 

He swallowed, and you glanced back toward the forest. 

“Well anyway… I still think it’s something to be admired, even if you disagree with me.”

“Whoa, hey, no I never said I did,” he said, moving to stand up. 

You grinned, glancing at him briefly before walking back toward the trail. “Sure, sure~ it’s okay. I guess I can keep my little admirations to myself~”

“Wait- no, hold on!” He scrambled to follow, “Is there more?”

You hummed, “Oh I dunno, maybe? Is that something you’d be interested in knowing?”

“Well…” He still wasn’t sure what your angle was, or how much he could trust you, but…

“It’s not like it’s hard to see how awesome I am, but,” he felt his face getting warmer again, even more so when your smile widened. He turned his face away and tried to shrug it off, but…

But he wanted this.

“But if you… if you wanted to tell me more things… that you like about me I… I’d be willing to hear it.”

“Aw~ so generous,” you teased, turning from him again and disappearing into the trees. “If I think of anything else, I’ll be sure to let you know.”

“H-Hey!” He called after you, chasing your laughter into the night. “You’re s’posed to be my attendant, don’t make fun of me!”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, oh Great Mammon~”

[devildomwriter]

An Angel’s Choice | Raphael x Reader

1.7K | GN! Reader | CW: very minor season four spoilers, very minor angst

The fellow partygoers applauded as the live music ended. Raphael smiled as you came back from the dance floor. Luke had asked to dance with you and since it was Luke and a more lively song, Raphael hadn’t minded.

He did however mind when Simeon asked you, and Michael, and Uriel, and a few others. He knew you were popular in the Devildom and the sorcerer community and of course, he knew of you before meeting you because of Michael, Luke, and Simeon. However, during his stay in the Devildom, he hadn’t realized how quickly rumors of you were spreading.

You had saved him by summoning Lucifer into a dream, the amount of focus and power needed combined with the risk was admirable and heroic. Michael had been quick to tell everyone about your heroic deeds and for Raphael’s sake left out why he had needed rescuing to begin with.

Ever since this event, Raphael was more attached to you and though he hadn’t noticed it at first he did once Simeon asked about his budding feelings.

Now Raphael was careful to act as usual. He was a guard and a Seraph, a protector and hitman. His duty was to the Celestial Realm and his Father above all else. But when he watched your smile, your somewhat graceful steps across the floor as you danced, and the joy in your eyes at being surrounded by your friends and his fellow angels, Raphael’s heart was stuck in his throat.

Raphael didn’t know these emotions and he didn’t understand them. He didn’t know when he was gazing lovingly until someone gave him a funny look. He didn’t know he was staring until someone managed to sneak up on him. He didn’t know he was swooning until you gave him a flushed look. He didn’t know his heart beating faster wasn’t a sign of illness but a sign of excitement.

He sat at the white-clothed table with a clean plate waiting for your food as you enjoyed the Celestial Ball.

Simeon took his seat next to Raphael and watched him for a minute. Simeon didn’t enjoy competition but he did have immense fun teasing Raphael about his crush.

Simeon gently poked Raphael’s arm. Raphael whipped his head around ready to draw out his spear instinctively but relaxed when he saw his friend.

“Simeon?” He questioned and Simeon pointed at you. Raphael looked at you as you were invited to dance by Gabriel.

Raphael clenched his fist jealously and Simeon chuckled. “Why don’t you go ask them again?” He advised and Raphael shook his head.

Raphael could waltz but he wasn’t a good dancer. His artistic talent lay in song, not dance.

“Why don’t you sing for them?” Simeon suggested next and Raphael shook his head again.

“Not in front of everyone,” he mumbled and Simeon laughed again. He was beginning to annoy Raphael so Raphael gave him a stern look and got up from his table to approach you.

Before he could reach you the music began and you began to waltz with Gabriel. Raphael grit his teeth and Michael noticed and approached him. He gripped Raphael’s shoulders, surprising him. Raphael glared at him and Michael backed away playfully defensively.

“Hey now, what’s with that look?” Michael prodded and Raphael sighed and glanced at you. Michael noticed and looked over at Simeon who was laughing in his seat. Michael sighed at his friends’ antics and pulled Raphael onto the dance floor after him.

Raphael turned red and was so flustered he could hardly move as Michael pulled him around until he was close enough to whisper to Gabriel. “Let’s trade?”

Gabriel knew this was more an order than a suggestion and with a swift movement he let go of your hand and it reconnected with Raphael’s.

“Oh, hi Raphael. I thought you were waiting for the food,” you greeted, a little confused. Raphael was not the type to dance so seeing him here more than once was a potential sign of the end of times.

He was at a loss for words but his face was flushed. You simplified your movements to allow him to think more clearly as he was hyper-focused on getting the steps correctly to avoid embracing either of you.

He glared when he heard Michael laughing with Gabriel from across the room. He glanced at Simeon who was no longer teasing him but instead filming Michael dancing as potential blackmail.

Raphael had no idea how Simeon remained an archangel and shook his head. Finally, the music stopped and Raphael held you closely.

You were tempted to joke “Leave room for Jesus” but you weren’t sure how well that would go over in a room full of angels so you held your tongue.

Raphael panted, he’d been holding his breath for so long without realizing it. Concerned, you led him back to the table but Raphael shook his head, requesting a breath of fresh air.

He held onto your wrist and led you to the hall and out another pair of doors to a balcony overseeing the Celestial Realm’s capital.

It took your breath away every time and your eyes glimmered as you overlooked it all. Birds flew by you singing harmoniously and in the hall, angels laughed and chatted with each other. You held Raphael’s hand as he breathed a sigh of relief to be away from the spotlight.

He didn’t mind addressing crowds but he didn’t like being thrown into them, it was stressful when he wasn’t sure what he should be doing. You knew this and rubbed your thumb across his hand as he took a few more deep breaths.

He was instantly relaxed in your presence but had no idea what to say now aside from, “thanks.”

A man of few words, you were happy he said anything at all. You gasped in surprise when Raphael squeezed your hand and brought you close to his side to look over the realm together. He rested his head atop yours and you blushed and melted into his side.

“Is this allowed?” You asked teasingly to break the silence.

He hummed, “right now…I don’t really care.”

You were stunned at his response. Raphael only cared about rules, to break one was unthinkable. But you suppose being partially angel yourself some affection was allowed. That was always the excuse Simeon gave when he wanted cuddles or kisses. But this felt different. A man so reserved as Raphael was never like this. This wasn’t flirting or passing affection this was a genuine connection and for a moment time froze as you felt completely in synch.

Your breathing matched and you were both relaxed as you listened to the birds sing and the music change in the distance.

The silence was broken by the ringing of a bell. You looked up and Raphael sighed. “Lunch is ready,” he informed, used to these balls.

You nodded and he gently held your hand pulling you alongside him into the room.

When the doors opened you both blushed as all eyes were on you, expecting the waiters instead. Raphael instantly let go of your hand but you grabbed it back making him blush harder and you led him to the table as Simeon and Michael snickered and Luke gave him curious looks.

Raphael sat down and looked down at the table, even the tips of his ears were red.

You chuckled too and the attention on you was broken as this time the waiters did arrive and the live orchestra played a relaxed tune perfect for dining.

You rubbed your hand on Raphael’s back and laughed as your food arrived. It wasn’t until after the meal and towards the end of the ball that you got a chance alone with Raphael again.

This time he led you to the observatory so you could see the night sky you were used to seeing at this time of the day.

“These are the human world stars, right?” You asked. He nodded.

“I’ve been here before,” you hummed and Raphael gave you a most confused look.

“Oh,” you exclaimed realizing he’d have no idea how it was possible. “I got hypnotized by some fairies and sent back in time to when Lucifer and his brothers were still in the Celestial Realm and Satan and I got invited on their picnic to looked the stars before Michael could get a chance.”

Raphael was silent for a moment but then began to laugh. “That sounds lovely.”

You nodded, “it was weird.”

He nodded too, agreeing that was a bizarre situation.

“Speaking of lovely,” you said softly and budged his arm. “I really enjoyed that moment on the balcony with you earlier.”

He blushed and squeezed your hand as you both gazed up at the stars. “I…enjoyed it too.” He admitted.

You nuzzled your face into his shoulder and he turned pink, “_-___.” He stuttered and sat up. “What are we doing…” he questioned and you sat up too and looked at him seriously.

“I’d like to know that too, Raphael,” you agreed. You blushed and looked down briefly before holding his hand tightly and confessing, “I like you, Raphael.”

“Likewise,” he said plainly, head tilted, and you shook your head.

“No, I mean like…I want you to be my partner and I want to be yours,” you said hurriedly and Raphael’s wings pipped out in surprise. It was startling but so adorable you couldn’t help but cover your mouth as you laughed.

Raphael took a moment to compose himself and nodded silently. “I would like that too.” He admitted to himself for the first time.

He didn’t know if this was allowed, neither of you did, but for you, he was willing to face the unknown and any consequences he might endure as a result.

“Really?” You asked, hopefully, and he grinned and nodded.

Slowly and cautiously he leaned down and gently brushed your cheek with his hand drawing your forward and your lips met.

Raphael pulled away after a moment and grinned. You’d never seen him so happy. Finally, all his confusion and doubt cleared away and what he was left with was certainty and joy.

He’d be your angel and you’d be his, and together you’d make sure that’s how it would always remain.

[6marixiram6]

Silly art i made back around july last year based on A Mermaid’s Splash by @princessasmosprincess 🥰 it may be old art but these were some of my favorite pieces of my mc x canon

Anyways totally go read the fic yesterday it was a whole year anniversary of it being written and its legit the best fic ive ever read🥰🥰🥰🥰

[beels-burger-babe]

Your Own Pace

***I am academically exhausted constantly now -a-days and just cried over an essay that is a week and half late that I spent an hour on a paragraph just to find out everything in the paragraph was false. I will now vent and comfort myself with demon boys. Don't mind me.***

Summary: Sometimes, school is just really fucking hard. But that doesn't mean you have to do it alone.

Attending the Royal Academy of Diavolo wasn't easy.

You were in classes constantly learning new things that was common knowledge to everyone else in the room. You were forced to endure subjects that you had purposefully avoided in the human world because you knew that you had neither the interest nor intellect to pursue them. And with all the drama that came with living in the House of Lamentation, it felt like you were always a week behind, playing an endless game of catch up.

It was exhausting. You were exhausted. But you never thought you were this exhausted

"Are you kidding- URAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHH!!!"

Satan's head shot up at not only the sound of your infuriated scream, but the spike of wrath that just plummeted down his spine. With a frown, he sat up from his reading chair in his bedroom and poked his head out into the hallway.

Beelzebub and Mammon were in similar states, he noticed, spotting their heads also looking out towards your bedroom door.

They all looked back and blinked at each other. "Should we ..." Mammon started glancing over at the door once more.

Beel simply hummed, before making his way over to your room.

It was Satan who was voted to knock. "MC? Is ... Are you alright?" he asked with some hesitance.

The door ripped open, and the tree demons had to take a moment to process what was in front of them.

You hair was greatly disheveled with an eerily likeness to that of a mad scientist. There was a crazed gleam in your eyes, that even as you looked at them, Satan couldn't help but notice that they weren't fully focused. You chest was heaving with stuttered breaths behind your tightly, locked jaw. "What?" you snapped. "I'm trying to work."

Beel frowned. "But you screamed?"

You let out an exasperated sigh, your eyes looking up to the ceiling. "Yes. Because this essay is beating the absolute shit out of me."

Beelzebub, once again blinked. "Is your essay enchanted? Are you injured?"

Feeling anger begin to bubble up inside of you once more, Satan quickly cut off his brother. "I don't think that's what they meant, Beel. They mean they're having a hard time with it," he turned to you with a curious expression. "Talk to me. What's going on? Maybe I can help."

You huffed, arms dropping to your side. "No. I don't want help. I know I can do it on my own, but-" Another aggrivated growl ripped from your throat. "Nothing is clicking! It's so fucking stupid! This class! This fucking essay! Not to mention it's already a week and a half late! I hate it so much!"

"MC," Mammon began, his blue eyes filling with concern. "It's alright-"

"It's not-" your voice finally cracked. "Wh-What if I never finish it? This paper is worth 30 per cent! I'll fail the class a-and a-nd-"

You were suddenly engulfed by Beel's arms as he held you tightly. Your body tensed instinctively as you fought to free yourself before melting into the demon's embrace. Your eyes burned as you felt your chest grow impossibly tight.

"It's okay," Beel whispered. "Even if you fail, which you most likely won't, it's not the end of the world. It's just a class-"

You frantically shook your head. "No. It's not. I need it for the program. I need it!"

Satan moved forward and ran a hand through your hair. "You need rest. You can always retake the course another time if the worst case happens. You can go at your own pace, MC. But this isn't healthy. You shouldn't be this stressed out over a paper."

Mammon hummed as he joined Beel in the hug. "It's okay to be stressed. It's okay to cry. Just, know we don't expect you to be fucking prodigy or somethin'. Just let it out."

Suddenly, you had no say in the matter. Tears broke free from the damn behind your eyes as gut wrenching sobs, as heavy as boulders, rattled your form like a window in a storm.

The brothers didn't move. They didn't say a word. They just held you. And they would keep holding you until you were ready for them to let go.

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[inhumanliquid]

Some of you act like someone's forcing you to be here. You say you hate the games and the fandom yet you don't fucking leave. To those people: are you okay, bestie?

[murkyteas]

Alex! Enby (he/they) OC belonging to @restlesslyanxious that I borrowed for an oc/Solomon long fic. I forget to post to social media 🫠

Ethically ambiguous Solomon, featuring my OC, Barbatos, Simeon, and (soon) Asmodeus, as well as many cute cat shenanigans. Please check tags!

Solvitur Ambulando

[satans-my-spirit-animal]

A Grim in Devildom ch. 14

Chapter 1. Chapter 6. Chapter 11

Chapter 2. Chapter 7. Chapter 12

Chapter 3. Chapter 8. Chapter 13

Chapter 4. Chapter 9.

Chapter 5. Chapter 10

The house of Lamentation was deathly quiet as they walked down the hall. Perhaps the quietest Cassandra had ever seen it. They walked into the library, where the most recent drama had taken place.

"Maybe everyone's still asleep?" Beel said looking around. The library had been put back in order during their absence, almost like nothing had ever happened.

The door creaked open behind them and there was a dramatic gasp. They spun around to see a surprised Asmo in the doorway.

"Well, who do we have here? Had enough of running away from home? That was even faster than expected."

Beel ignored his brother's scathing tone. "Asmo, is Lucifer in his room?" He asked, a man of zero tact.

Asmo glared at them and put his hands on his hips. "Excuse me? Aren't you getting ahead of yourself? Isn't there something you'd like to say to the rest of us?" His amber eyes flickered over to her. "Cassandra how about you?"

Cassandra looked away with a guilty expression before looking back at him. "I-I'm sorry for lying to you guys. I didn't want to but I didn't know of any other way..." She trailed off not sure what else to say. To her surprise, Asmo let out a soft chuckle.

"There we go. Very cooperative of you. I'd be lying if I said I didn't find that attractive. Still, do you think you can fix everything with an apology? I'm just going to come out and ask you. When we were alone together, were you thinking about Belphie?"

His question completely blindsided her and she blinked in surprise. "Wh-what?! Of course not! I don't even know him that well to be honest." She shook her head her eyes wide in surprise.

Asmo looked relieved at her response. "You weren't? Really?" He smiled at her happily.

"You were alone with Asmo?" Kieran shot her a questioning look.

"Oh don't be like that Kieran, she's still pure!... For now." Asmo gave her a suggestive smirk.

"Asmodeus!" Beel said in a scornful tone.

"Alright fine, you're no fun. You wanted to know about Lucifer? He's been holed up inside his room since Diavolo left. But listen, you need to talk to Levi and Mammon first. And I believe Satan wanted a word with you as well. I believe he was in the planetarium earlier. Why don't you try looking for him there?" Asmo said and she turned to Kieran and Beel.

"Beel, will you stay with Kieran? I think I need to do this alone." She said.

Beel gave her a worried look but nodded. "Yeah but-" He started to say something but Kieran beat him to it.

"Are you sure? What if one of them loses it?" Kieran's golden eyes were filled with concern.

"It'll be alright. I have pacts with them remember?" She raised her forearm and pointed to Satan's pact mark.

"Oh, but still be careful. We'll come if you need us." Kieran said and she smiled at them before leaving the room.

She was incredibly apprehensive as she made her way to the planetarium. She couldn't help remembering the look on Satan's face when he realized she had lied to them.

She quietly walked into the planetarium and saw Satan sitting in one of the armchairs looking up at the stars. She called out to him softly and he turned his head and fixed her with his emerald gaze.

"... Cassandra, you're back." He stood up and walked over to her with a strange smirk on his face.

"This has all been a huge disaster for you too, huh? You end up getting caught in one brotherly quarrel after another... Though in your case, you take it up on yourself to stick your nose into our problems. Eh, it's not like I have room to criticize other people in that regard though." Satan's smirk faded and he paused thoughtfully for a moment. She stayed quiet, afraid of upsetting him further.

He let out a heavy sigh. "The attic has always been Lucifer's private sanctuary you see. I figured it was packed with sentimental stuff from the celestial realm. But I definitely didn't think that he would keep his own brother in there as prisoner. Everybody always told me I'm so much like Lucifer, but I could have never imagined he'd do something like that." Satan paused again a frown forming on his face.

"Lucifer thinks that there's no problem that he can't handle on his own, so he keeps everything to himself. He never tells us anything. He deals with whatever it is on his own, however, he pleases... Still, it's not surprising that he wouldn't tell me anything. Considering I had nothing but hatred for him. Then I do the exact thing he does. I keep things to myself and deal with it on my own. Do what I want with no regard to anyone." He was starting to go into a self-deprecating spiral so she finally spoke up.

"Satan that's not true. I think you and Lucifer are quite different. You're focusing on your similarities, not your differences." She said gently.

Satan stopped his eyes going wide before blushing. He gave her a soft genuine smile. "... Thank you."

"I'm sorry by the way. That I didn't tell you the real reason behind the pacts." She said looking away.

"I trust you had your reasons... Cassandra, I want you to go to him. You helped me before... Now help him." He said still smiling at her.

"I plan to. I just hope he'll let me live long enough to do so." She said half-jokingly.

Next, she headed for Mammon's room. She didn't really know what to expect from him, but her heart already felt heavy from keeping secrets from him. She went and knocked on his door and called out to him.

Mammon shouted back at her through the door, refusing to open it. "No one's heeere! The Great Mammon's not home! I can't hear youuu. I can't hear people who keep secrets from me and never tell me anything! Just so you know, I'm not speaking to you ever again. Apologize all you want. You'll only be wastin' your breath. Go back to the human world, and don't come back here until you changed your ways! You dummy! You great big dummy!"

Cassandra stood there in complete shock her hand still raised. His words shouldn't have fazed her, she should have been able to beat down his door and tell him to stop being so childish but she couldn't move.

She clutched her chest as she felt as if she'd been stabbed. She gasped in pain, and for a second she thought it was Mammon's pact mark.

That's when it hit her, her true feelings came crashing down on her all at once. Despite his rather immature response, it still tore her apart. Tears pricked at her eyes as she stared at the door. The feeling of heartbreak was too intense for her to deny it any longer. She was in love with Mammon.

As she was standing there, feeling as if she had been hit by a train, Mammon's voice sounded again although she didn't hear it.

"...Wh...hey, come on! Hellooo? Yo are you still there or what? .... I don't believe it... Who gives up that easily?" Footsteps sounded as he marched towards the door, frustrated. "Seriously who?! You're supposed to hang in there and wait until I finally open the door! Everyone knows that!"

Mammon angrily flung open his door. "YO CASSANDRA!"

He was startled to see her right outside with a bizarre look on her face. They both jumped, and let out a simultaneous scream.

Once he recovered he let out a huff and waved her inside. He crossed his arms and glared at her as she walked inside silently, not sure she would be able to speak properly.

After a moment she finally tried to speak. "M-mammon I'm sorry..." She said weakly. He continued to glare at her and she felt her eyes grow hot as the tears threatened to overflow.

She stared at him like a deer in headlights for a moment before launching herself at him. She wrapped her arms around him in a hug and quickly hid her face so he didn't see the tears spilling down her cheeks.

"...Wha?!... Awww... Listen you! Wait are you cryin'?!" He gently pulled her off him, and the sobs she was trying to suppress shook her body as she desperately tried to cover her face with her hands.

"Alright fine! I'll talk! J-just calm down!" He said taken aback by her emotional response.

She couldn't reply to him, instead, her sobs ripped through her lips and echoed off the walls of the room. She was certain the others must have heard it.

Mammon pulled her back into an embrace, muffling her sobs. It took serval minutes for her to finally quiet down.

Mammon slowly pulled away again watching her wipe away her tears.

"Why didn't you tell me anything? I mean, it's you and me! Or is what we have nothin' more than... Y'know..." He looked away awkwardly with a hurt expression.

She felt her heart clench at his words. "Mammon... I-I wanted to tell you but I couldn't..."

"What do you mean you couldn't? I'm the very first demon you made a pact with. Which means I was your first guy!... That's what makes this all the harder to swallow. I mean, was it all for Belphie? Ya made a pact with me... For him?" He looked into her eyes, hurt.

Her eyes went wide. "... What?! Mammon I didn't even know about Belphie until after I made a pact with Levi. I made a pact with you because I wanted to." She frowned and crossed her arms. Why did they all think she was obsessed with Belphie? She hardly knew him.

Mammon let out a relieved laugh. "You didn't? Really?"

"Yes really. I don't even know him that well." She said and he smiled.

"Diavolo and Barbatos came and arrested Belphegor. I want to talk to Lucifer about what happened." She explained to him and his face grew serious.

"Lucifer's holed up in his room and won't come out. Oh well! I guess I'm gonna have to help you, aren't I? All right it's your lucky day 'cause now you've got Mammon on your side!" Mammon smiled down at her and she flung her arms around him again surprising him.

"I don't think I've ever told you this but you're amazing Mammon. I don't know what I'd do without you." She said looking up at him.

Mammon turned bright red. "R-really? You think I'm Amazing?! I'm amazing!" He let out a laugh and hugged her back tightly.

"Okay, we'll work out a plan to lure Lucifer out of his room. But we gotta pay Levi a visit! We want all the help we can get right?" He released her from the hug and headed for Levi's room.

They knocked on Levi's door but there was no response. She looked over at Mammon, "Looks like we're gonna have to kick it down."

Mammon let out a chuckle. "Man, that's so you." With a swift kick, Mammon sent Levi's door swinging open. Levi was sitting next to his fish tank, watching Henry swim around.

"Hey, Levi!" Mammon shouted at him but Levi ignored him, instead speaking to his goldfish.

"...so Henry what do you think? When it comes down to it you can't trust humans. They're lesser beings, evil black-hearted creatures. Yet I made a pact with one and suddenly it felt like we were friends you know? Even though I was imagining it. I didn't realize I was being used. You're my only REAL friend Henry." Levi said staring wistfully into the tank as Henry swam around oblivious to the drama.

"Look at you, sittin' there sobbing about all your problems to a goldfish. I mean c'mon!" Mammon said shaking his head.

Levi snapped around to glare at them. "Shut up! You're a moron, Cassandra's a backstabbing human, and you can both... Spontaneously combust for all I care."

"It was all a misunderstanding Levi! I thought the same thing about Cassandra but it seems like making a pact with me and you didn't have anything to do with Belphie at all." Mammon explained but Levi just snorted.

"... Excuse me? Like do you REALLY believe that Mammon? She can SAY whatever she wants now can't she?" Levi glared at her accusingly.

"Levi, I didn't even know Belphegor existed until after I borrowed that record from you. But even so, I'm sorry I hurt you." She said gently moving closer.

Levi huffed and crossed his arms. "Right you're sorry... A sorry excuse for a friend!"

"You sound like a third grader!" Mammon scolded him.

Cassandra thought for a moment trying to think of something that would reach him. She took a deep breath and gave him a pleading look. "Even the great hero Henry made mistakes sometimes."

Levi finally turned to look at her. "Mistakes huh... Yeah, Henry made mistakes. But then he came out and admitted them, which is what helped him forge a real lasting bond with the Lord of shadow. And then the Lord of shadow gave him the sword of legend! He did that to prove that they were true friends!" Levi hopped to his feet in excitement.

"Cassandra...!" Levi cried and flung his arms around her causing her to stagger slightly. She let out a light laugh and hugged him back.

"Hey Levi, whoa! Whaddya think you're doin' huh?!" Mammon protested loudly glaring at Levi.

"You're my true friend Cassandra!" Levi said pulling away. She smiled at him feeling touched.

Since she had finished reconciling with everyone, they rejoined the others.

Mammon announced his plan: use the forbidden grimoire to lure Lucifer out of his room.

They all gawked at him as he stood there smiling. Satan was the first to speak up.

"I think we can safely say that out of all the plans you've ever come up with, this is the most moronic." Satan scoffed at him.

"Yes, are you Trying to get Cassandra killed? She nearly died the last time." Kieran hissed at Mammon, lashing his tail.

"Oh wow, yes. 100% agreed." Levi added with a nod.

Mammon glared at them. "Okay, if you guys are gonna be so critical about it let's hear the bright ideas you've got!" There was a loud silence as they all exchanged glances.

With that, silent exchange they followed Mammon to the entrance of the underground tomb.

They all slipped inside peeking around the corner. She could see Cerberus moving about farther down the hall.

"How are we going to do this? Ever since that thing with Luke Cerberus has been down here patrolling." Beel said with a worried frown as he watched the massive beast sniff the air.

"We need to be real quiet and sneaky Beel. So he doesn't find us!" Mammon hissed loudly as they inched along.

"How about you shut up then Mammon. You're the loudest out of all of us!" Kieran hissed back at him and Mammon shot him a seething glare.

They approached a stone coffin that was entangled in ivy. A figure of a girl was sculpted into its lid. On top of the lid rested the grimoire, wrapped in ivy. As Cassandra looked closer at the girl, she couldn't help but feel like she had seen her somewhere before.

"Whose coffin is this?" She asked looking closely at the girl's face.

"Lilith's." Satan replied.

"She was our sister, the youngest of us. Though she wasn't actually laid to rest here. The coffin is empty." Asmo explained when she turned to look at them.

"The grimoire is a demon's soul. I think Lucifer placed it here as a way of saying that our hearts and souls are still with Lilith." Beel said softly gazing down at the coffin.

"... Our hearts and souls are still with Lilith. Yeah..." Levi said sadly, his amber eyes filled with emotion.

There was a brief pause before Mammon spoke up, placing his hand on her back. "... Anyway, right now we need to focus on the grimoire. All right Cass. Go ahead and take it!" He gave her a gentle push and she looked down at the book. She felt her stomach turn nervously as she hesitated with her hands in the air.

"What you've come all this way and now you've got cold feet? Go on it'll be fine! Grab it!" Mammon urged her.

"UM, GUYS WE'VE GOT COMPANY!" Kieran shouted and they all whipped around to see Cerberus charging towards them, teeth bared.

Asmo screamed as they all braced themselves. She quickly turned around and reached for the grimoire, her fingertips brushed the cover and suddenly her surroundings changed.

She was now outside, in front of her was Lucifer in his demon form. He didn't seem to be able to see her as he stood there cradling a young woman who appeared to be badly injured.

"How... Could this happen?" He choked out. She had never seen him with such a sorrowful look on his face. There was the sound of approaching footsteps and Lucifer's head snapped up. "Who's there?!" He growled, the feathers on his wings ruffling as he tightened his grip on the young woman.

Lord Diavolo and Barbatos stepped out of the shadows, both also in their demon forms. Lucifer glared at them as they walked over to him. "You two..."

"Yes her injuries look quite severe. If she's exposed to the Devildom air much longer, she'll likely perish. She doesn't have long." Barbatos said looking at the young woman in Lucifer's arms. Her long white hair blew softly in the breeze.

Lucifer's face twisted in pain at Barbatos's words. He looked at the woman then up at Diavolo. "Help... Please... I beg you. Diavolo... Help her. I don't care what happens to me! I know you have the means to do it!" Lucifer said his voice shaking with desperation.

Diavolo nodded. "... Yes. I do have the means to help her. However, it might not be in the way you expect or desire. And if I am to do this there are conditions. You must pledge your loyalty to me Lucifer." Diavolo said solemnly and Lucifer grimaced.

"Young master..." Barbatos said giving Diavolo an alarmed look.

"I know what you're going to say Barbatos. I'm taking a big risk here as well. The celestial realm has rendered its judgment and I'll be interfering with that. But if I end up with you on my side Lucifer I'd say that's a risk worth taking, wouldn't you agree?" Diavolo smiled at Lucifer who glared back at him.

"You're suggesting I pledge my loyalty to... the son of the demon king? ...ME?" He said outraged.

"I'm sure there could be no greater disgrace to one such as you. However, before you make your decision perhaps you might want to look at yourself?" Barbatos said raising an eyebrow. Lucifer looked at his wings and gasped.

"My wings... I see, so then I've-" Lucifer was cut off by Barbatos. "You don't have time to sit around trying to make up your mind."

"Don't you dare order me around!" Lucifer snarled at him and Barbatos fell silent.

"I don't need time to make up my mind. I will stay true to my convictions. I've always done so and always will. That will never change, whether I am an angel or a demon...! If it means you'll ensure she'll stay alive, I'll make any sacrifice I have to. So... Diavolo, I hereby pledge my loyalty and allegiance to you...!" Lucifer bowed his head in defeat and Diavolo smiled.

"I accept your allegiance. It is done. Now it is time for you to say your goodbyes." Diavolo nodded at the young woman and Lucifer looked down at her with a painful smile.

"No matter how far apart we may be, no matter how much time passes, even if someday you're no longer yourself... I'll never forget you. And I'll always pray that you find happiness... Always... I love you, Lilith." He pressed a kiss to her forehead and Cassandra realized that Lilith looked an awful lot like the woman who had been in her dream the last time she had fainted in the underground tomb.

Suddenly she was back, standing in front of the coffin with Mammon shouting at her to grab the book.

She quickly tried to grab the grimoire but it was too ensnared in the ivy. "I can't! It's tangled in fucking ivy!" She shouted trying to peel off the vines.

"Mammon! Kieran and I can't keep off this beast much longer!" Satan said with an urgent tone. He and Kieran had teamed up to push back Cerberus with magic.

A commanding roar echoed through the tomb. "CERBERUS! SIT!" Lucifer walked into view and Cerberus immediately obeyed, bowing its heads submissively.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief except her and Kieran. Lucifer glared at all of them as he walked over.

"I don't believe all of you... This is unexpected. You're joined by the very three people who should be keeping a low profile." His gaze fell over Beel, Cassandra, and Kieran.

Cassandra was overcome with emotion when she saw Lucifer. She felt incredibly guilty for all that had happened. She ran over to him and wrapped her arms around him.

"Cassandra!" Kieran called out in alarm but she ignored him.

"Lucifer! I'm so sorry! I- I didn't realize...!" She started to cry again, and Lucifer froze in shock.

"Wh-wh-whaa?" Mammon exclaimed behind her and everyone gasped in surprise.

She pulled away, wiping the tears off her face. Lucifer had a softer expression now but still seemed guarded.

"We need to talk to Lucifer. Diavolo came and took Belphie, and I think everyone needs to know why." She said and several of the brothers shouted in surprise.

Lucifer looked away, hesitant and Satan let out a frustrated growl. "Ah, responding with silence as usual."

"This isn't just your problem. It's a family problem. It involves all of us." Levi said with an unusually serious expression.

Lucifer sighed. "A family problem. Hmmm... Okay. Let's head upstairs. We'll worry Lilith if she sees us acting like this."

They all made their way back to the library and once everyone settled in there was an unbearable silence.

After about a minute Cassandra spoke up. "Kieran and I can leave if you want." She started turning towards the door but Mammon stopped her.

"No, there's no need to go." He reached out and grabbed the sleeve of her coat. Satan nodded in agreement.

"Actually I say this involves you guys." Asmo pointed out looking warmly at her and Kieran.

"Yep. You guys are like family to us now, after all." Levi smiled at them and she felt her heart clench.

"You stay right here." Beel said patting her seat for her to sit down.

She looked over at Lucifer who nodded. "Well, you heard them... It seems my brothers think of you two as part of the family now." He sighed as she and Kieran took their seats.

"What about Belphie? Belphie's family too or am I wrong?" Beel gave Lucifer a hard look.

"Yes, he is. That is why I had him locked away." Lucifer said with a sorrowful expression.

"It began with Diavolo's plan for the exchange program. From the very beginning, Belphie was opposed to it." Lucifer said.

"Ah, right I remember that." Asmo said with a frown and Satan nodded.

"Everyone besides Belphie agreed with Diavolo."

"Wait are you saying you locked Belphie up because he opposed Diavolo?" Mammon raised an eyebrow at Lucifer.

"That's what Cassandra and I thought, but it turns out there was more to it." Kieran said looking at Lucifer who nodded.

"That night, Belphie showed up to my room alone... He demanded that I say something to Diavolo to stop the exchange program. When I refused he accused me of forgetting about what happened to Lilith. I told him he should leave that in the past and he flew into a rage. He said that humans should be wiped from existence and that he was going against Diavolo. That he'd kill all humans and Diavolo as well. He attacked me and I sent him to the attic." Lucifer explained.

A heavy silence filled the room as everyone took in what Lucifer had said. Asmo was the first to break it.

"... Okay I understand what happened now, but still... Couldn't you have at least told us in secret what was up?" He said with a slight frown.

Levi nodded in agreement. "Yeah. You didn't have to lie to us. Isn't that right Cass? You agree don't you?" He looked at her expectantly.

"If he had done that, it would have meant that all of you knew about him going against Diavolo's wishes- making you just as guilty as he was." Cassandra said looking at Lucifer whose crimson eyes widened at her words.

"Cassandra... Yes, you are exactly right. I didn't want to involve the rest of you." He said with a nod.

"Did something happen with Belphie and humans? I'm assuming it's a personal reason he hates them." Cassandra asked after a brief pause.

They all grimaced and hesitantly looked at one another. After a moment Lucifer finally started talking.

"Cassandra, I take it you've heard us mention Lilith before?" He asked her and she nodded.

"She was our little sister. A long time ago back when we were still angels, Belphie felt very differently about humans than he does now. He liked them."

"He loved humans and the human world in general." Beel said with a smile and Asmo continued for him.

"He really did. His room was filled with stuff from the human world. And whenever he had a chance he'd sneak down for a visit."

"Lilith was especially close to Belphie. His enthusiasm rubbed off on her and she began to take interest in humans as well. She began going down to the human world and then one day she met a man. He was human and she fell in love with him." Lucifer said with a sad expression.

"An angel hiding her true form so she could have a relationship with a human... That's what I call love." Asmo said grinning.

"Lilith hoped to keep the relationship a secret from us but word got out." Beel said with a soft chuckle.

"... I did go down to the human world once to have a look at the man she was seeing. He seemed like a man of virtue to me, a good man. And most importantly, Lilith was happy... But that happiness was short-lived." Lucifer's expression darkened.

"The man was stricken with an incurable illness. She tried everything to nurse him back to health but he showed no signs of recovering. She was afraid of losing him and in her fear, she made a mistake. She gave him forbidden food from the celestial realm, hoping it would save his life. This incurred the weather of our father, who declared she was to be punished. She was to be wiped from existence so that nothing was left." Lucifer scowled still angry with the past.

"We couldn't just stand by and let that happen. As her brothers, we had to do something. " Asmo said with a fierce glint in his eye.

"That wasn't the only reason behind our rebellion against our father. But it WAS the catalyst that incited it... And you know how it turned out." Lucifer said solemnly. Cassandra nodded and looked down.

"Belphie felt that the man she'd fallen in love with was responsible for it all. He said that if she hadn't met him, she never would have died... That's when things changed. That's when Belphie began hating humans." Lucifer explained with a pained expression.

There was a brief pause before Cassandra spoke again, choosing her words carefully. "So what do you plan to do now? Will you stand up to Diavolo to help your brother?"

Lucifer bit his lip looking conflicted as he looked at his other brothers.

"...I'm sorry... Sorry, I never said anything. Lilith, she... Didn't die in that battle." Lucifer finally said and everyone gasped.

Cassandra's eyes widened, remembering the scene she had seen down in the underground tomb. Had she seen a scene from the past? How?

Lucifer raised his hand to silence the sudden onslaught of questions from his brothers. "It's the truth. Lilith didn't actually die in the Great Celestial war.

" What do you mean by that?! " Beel shouted clenching his fists.

"Diavolo saved Lilith when she was on the verge of death. As compensation, I swore my allegiance to him for all eternity." Lucifer said, confirming what she had seen earlier.

Beel's shoulders slumped as he took in what Lucifer had said. "You did that to save Lilith's life...?" He choked overcome with emotion.

"... This is the first I've heard of this." Satan said shocked.

"I should think so because this is the first time I've spoken of it. Diavolo had Lilith reborn as human" Lucifer responded, eyeing his brothers wearily.

"Would she remember being an angel?" Levi asked his eyes wide.

Mammon shook his head. "No way... She would have lost all memory of her former life for sure."

"Have you forgotten how long ago the great Celestial war was? By now she... You know..." Satan trailed off sadly. He had never met Lilith but it seemed he was in tune with his brother's grief for her.

"Lucifer why didn't you say anything to us? How could you keep something so important a secret from us?!" Asmo cried outraged.

"Because we were prohibited from coming in contact with the human Lilith. Lilith was alive and nothing could have stopped you from going to see her if you wanted but it was strictly forbidden. I thought it was best that I was the only one who had to live with the pain of knowing that." Lucifer looked away with a pained look.

"Why couldn't we see her?!" Mammon exclaimed.

"It only makes sense, she'd been sentenced to death for her crime. Imagine what would've happened if word got out that someone had saved her and she'd been reborn!" Asmo said shaking his head woefully.

Levi nodded in agreement. "Yeah even though the son of the demon king himself did it, there would have been a SERIOUS reckoning."

"Still...! I would have at least wanted to know that she was alive... Even if I couldn't see her..." Beel said his face twisting with pain.

Lucifer looked at him with a slightly guilty expression. "... I made the choice I thought was best at the time." He looked over to her, his crimson eyes searching into hers. "Cassandra what would you have done?"

She wasn't sure if he was seeking reassurance or just genuinely wanted to know her opinion but she answered honestly. "I... Probably would have kept it secret as well..." Kieran nodded in agreement next to her.

Lucifer smiled at them. "... It's very kind of you to say that. As Satan said, Lilith has to be dead by now. But even so, if she ended up with the man she loved in the end... Then I know she was happy. I truly believe that." He smiled sadly.

Beel let out a huff and launched himself at Lucifer. For a second she thought he was going to attack him again but instead, he wrapped Lucifer in a crushing hug. Lucifer staggered slightly at the impact looking startled.

"You saved Lilith. You did what you had to, to keep her alive didn't you? ... Thank you. And ... I'm sorry. I'm sorry you had to bear that pain on your own. " Beel said squeezing him tightly.

"You don't have anything to apologize for Beel." Lucifer patted him on the back and Beel finally released him.

"I finally understand why you're so loyal to Diavolo." Beel said pulling away but Lucifer frowned.

"Yet that same loyalty hurt Belphie." He sighed.

"Well now that we know what happened, what do we do now?" Satan asked looking around the room at his brothers.

"I don't see any other option other than go and get Belphie." Cassandra said and was immediately tackled by Beel in a crushing hug, lifting her off the ground.

"Easy big guy! She's tough but not unbreakable!" Kieran said and Beel set her down on the ground sheepishly.

Mammon walked up to her with a concerned look. "Like ya heard what Lucifer said right? About why Belphie hates humans? I mean, he wants to wipe out humanity. I don't know how he's acted in front of you up until now, but the fact is that he tricked ya, right? And yet you're still telling me that you want to go see him after all that?"

Cassandra looked away from Mammon biting her lip. Beel was looking at her with a worried expression, he was the only one other than Kieran who knew her reason for helping Belphegor. She took a deep breath.

"I actually already knew Belphie hated humans when I agreed to help him." She said and proceeded to explain what she had said to Luke and Beel earlier about her family history.

"Wait w-what?" Mammon stammered taken off guard by what she had said.

"I see so that's why you helped him..." Lucifer gave her a thoughtful look as he took in this new information.

"So you hate humans?" Levi asked giving her a surprised look as Asmo gasped.

"N-no! Not ALL humans... My entire job revolves around helping humans so it wouldn't make sense for me to hate all of them. Plus I'M part human... mostly. Look if we tell Belphie what really happened to Lilith he might ease up on his views of humans. He at the very least deserves to know what happened." Cassandra finished and the brothers looked at one another.

"Well you do have a point but... Diavolo has him locked up right now, right? So if we went to see him we'd..." Asmo trailed off anxiously.

"We'd be disobeying Diavolo yeah." Satan finished for him, looking over at Lucifer. Lucifer remained silent, looking conflicted.

"C'mon Lucifer!" Levi pleaded with him.

"ENOUGH OF THIS! Who's more important Lucifer?! Your sweet little brother or that hard-headed boss of yours?!" Mammon demanded glaring at Lucifer who gasped in surprise.

"Actually I'd like to know the answer to that too." Beel said giving Lucifer an intense look.

Lucifer blinked and then smiled. "... As if you even need to ask. You already know the answer." He said and moved towards the door. "Let's get going."

[gifti3]

I think one con of dating asmo would be his fans

I like to believe that most of them are decent but theres always gonna be fans who dont know or care about healthy boundaries (some of his fans have to have a parasocial relationship with him!)

And ik asmo can defend himself but im sure it can still be upsetting at times