#obey me nightbringer lord diavolo

[nerdy-talks]

Obey Me! Nightbringer Lesson 35

I will never be able to get over how eager Mephisto always is to openly simp for Diavolo lol

Then it gets even better :

Diavolo is cockblocking Lucifer! (>,ᗢ,<)

I think it's funny how Barbatos is the one who immediately picked up on that, while Mephisto ran off to fulfill Diavolo's request without question or hesitation.

I just hope Mephisto doesn't interfere too much with our conversation/debate with Lucifer ^^"

[angrykittenvoid]

You owe me

Warnings: Lucifer being a perv, swearing, dirty talk, lots of sex

Summary: You want to make a pact with Lucifer but he wants something in return: your body.

He thinks you haven’t noticed his strange behaviours towards you, but you have. Staring at you when he thinks you’re not looking. His protective glare over you whenever you talk to one of his brothers. Or even when he’d put his hands on your waist to pass by you and his touch would linger a bit too long. Eventually he started holding your waist every time he’d pass by you even when it wasn’t necessary, and you swear you feel his cock rub against your ass every time.

He’s been wanting to feel you up for the longest time. Spending so many nights with his cock in his fist, moaning your name in ecstasy. Though imagining you under him screaming his name satisfied him enough to reach his climax, it just wasn’t enough. He needed you. The real you. And he wanted to make his fantasies of you a reality.

Lucifer was the last demon brother you needed to make a pact with but he’s been so hard to convince. One day you decide you’re done waiting for the right moment. You barge into his room to just come out and say it. “I want you to make a pact with me”, you say determinedly. Lucifer gets up from his chair and struts towards you with curiosity. “Why are you so adamant on making pacts with my brothers and I?” Of course you can’t tell him the real reason you want to make the pact, he’d be livid if he found out you’re trying to help Belphie escape the attic. “I’m in an entirely new world, I want to be as strong as possible.” You aren’t entirely lying, but you’re not telling the full truth either. Lucifer eyes you suspiciously as he walks closer.

“What’s in it for me?” The smirk on his face grows as a devious plan develops in his head. “What do you mean?” “Well if I’m gonna give you something without knowing your full intentions I might as well get something out of it.” He takes another step closer, making the small gap between you two even smaller.

“Fine, what do you want?” you say anxiously. “…I want to taste you”, he said with nothing but lust in his voice as he pinned you against the wall behind you. You’re now stuck between the wall and a very horny Lucifer towering over you. “I’ll make a pact with you if… I get to fuck you whenever I want for a month.” Your eyes widen in shock. Being a sex slave to a demon for a month?! You’re not sure you could even handle whatever sadistic, sexual tasks Lucifer had in store for you. As you eye him up you look a bit further down his body, noticing his already hard cock making a tent in his pants. Lucifer notices your staring and decides to rub his cock against your pussy. You let out a loud whine. “So what do you say? Wanna be my little play thing for a month?” What other choice do you have? You need to make this pact otherwise the work you put into making the other pacts would’ve all been for nothing. If this is the only way he’ll agree to a pact then so be it. You look up at him nervously and say “deal.” Lucifer has the most devilish grin on his face as he looks at his watch. “Well would you look at that. It’s midnight”, he says closing the gap between you two by kissing you roughly. He shoves his tongue passed your lips, dominating your mouth as he gropes your breast with one hand and your ass with the other.

“Our one month starts now.”

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Lucifer takes full advantage of this opportunity by bending you over every chance he gets. You just woke up? Early morning, sloppy sex. You’re at school? He’s pulling you into the nearest storage closet. You’re chilling in your room? He’s pulling you into his room where you spend the night being his personal cum dump.

He puts you in every position he can think of. Missionary, downward dog, in front of a mirror, against the wall, and even in his office a couple times. In his right mind he’d be terrified if someone, especially Diavolo, walked in on you two in such an inappropriate position in his office, but he’s so pussy drunk he can’t think straight. All he wants is to feel you around his cock.

——

“L-Lucifer.” That’s the only coherent word you’re able to utter as Lucifer bullies your sensitive cunt. Besides your tired moans, the lewd sound of flesh smacking against flesh is all that can be heard within Lucifer’s bedroom. Earlier, he called your phone, all he said was “My room. Now” and hung up. And because of the deal you made, you couldn’t say no. Not like you’d want to anyway. You love the feeling of the hunky demon assorting his dominance over you and fucking your brains out every night. And now here you are, Lucifer slamming his hips into yours like his life depends on it. Hitting your sweet spot with every thrust as your eyes roll back in pleasure.

If only you could focus your eyes enough to see Lucifer right now, he’s a mess. Face sweaty, hair disheveled, and a string of drool rolling down his chin. “Fuck. You feel so damn good.” He grunts, leaning down to lay a rough kiss on your lips. His thrusts become sloppier as he gets closer to his climax. “Oh Lucifer- p-please make me cum.” Your desperate cries was all it took to push him off the edge, shooting hot streaks of cum straight into your womb. You follow suit as you come around his still hardened cock for what you think is the fifth time tonight.

“Oh baby, we’re only halfway done, remember? You’re still mine for the next 2 weeks. Actually I’m not sure I’ll be willing to let go by then. How about another few weeks? ’Nother few months? I just need to feel your sweet pussy for a bit longer. Damn, your fucked out face is getting me riled up again. You’re tired? Nah, you can handle one more round. Remember, you owe me”, he affirms as his thrusts start to speed up again.

This is gonna be a long night.

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[hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain]

this is allowed and I'm wheezing at what ppl put in their profiles

[moonstrumpet]

I got a request for part 2 of Diavolo headcanons! This is the best I could do, It’s not exactly like the last one but I hope it’s good! It’s more like headcanons with a mix of short stories. Please let me know if you like this, I will continue more if so!

Slightly suggestive

Thank you so much for your interest in my head canons!

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DEFINITELY keeps constant tabs on you. He needs to know what you did today! Did you hang out with the brothers? Did you hang out with Lucifer? If you hung out with Lucifer, he might get envious!

You might think you would call or text you at night and ask you what you did during the day. But sometimes he is just too busy and would ask Barbatos to give him every detail of what you did that day. He knows you could feel violated, but you don’t need to know. If you are going to be with him as he ascends to the throne, he needs you to be safe! (And because he is curious about everything you do)

-

Although he can’t be with you all the time, you offered him a piece of you, specifically, you guys share those magnetic bracelet heart charms when you combine together it forms a heart. The average demon cannot see it during meetings because his sleeves are covering it, but it’s there, and when he’s in his demon form, it is most CERTAINLY still there, and visible for everyone to see. When he’s feeling lonely, he sighs dramatically and lifts his sleeves to see the bracelet glimmering under the light. He doesn’t know it, but Barbatos always sees him smiling to himself sometimes when he looks at it. It seems extreme, but no average person understands the stress of being the future Demon King, especially so young.

-

Diavolo is very grateful to have someone like you, after all, you see him more than the King of the Devildom. You see his bright goofy smile and his love and curiosity for life. But, don’t let that distract you that he’s still the future king of all demon folk. He’s 100% royal blood, he grew up getting practically everything he wanted. He would practically dance his way through conversations effortlessly using his persuasion skills and manipulation. He knows how to play the game. He sees it in your eyes, you forget, and he takes advantage of that. You won’t notice the way he looks at you from behind when you two are walking together. The way his glowing eyes glue onto your outfit of choice today and the way it hugs all the right places. You might feel someone watching you only for you to turn around. It’s just Diavolo, friendly and kind with his usual, innocent(?) smile.

He’s very good at masking his true emotions, you see. Do you see? Do you see how much he needs you, your voice, your touch, your smell? He can’t live without it. He’s gotten everything and anything he ever wanted, everything except somebody to love, but now he has you, and he will not let go.

-

There are times he does think too hard about you leaving him. When he does though, he will call you with his usual tone of voice asking you to visit him at the castle. Thinking none of it, you gladly go to see your lover. Just know the moment you walk through his office door you're not going out till he sees fit.

Know that he would hold you down tightly against his locked office door and directly tell you the sweetest, tempting words while his hands slowly cage you deeper and deeper. His expensive cologne is overpowering and his body is unusually hot as he pressed his chest onto your back while you feel his hand slowly trail to your face, and lift your jaw up to the side to expose your neck. You yelp in surprise as he bites into your neck line while slowly leaving love bites down to your collarbone. He knows it hurts, he really does, but he just can’t help himself, after all you did tell him not to hold back anymore. He needs to know that you are here, right next to him. He needs to taste you. To feel you and to hold you. The intensity of his presence is practically overwhelming and swallows you whole.

He’s lured you in and you’ve eaten the forbidden fruit, now you're his. Don’t dance with the devil, they all said.

—

No matter how many times he loves to touch you, he loves it more when you touch him. He practically melts under your touch. I bet it surprises him every time too. He’s not used to someone touching him so casually. He doesn’t know how he got into this position, his head on your knees, as you are humming with your hands in his hair. It felt like heaven, ironically.

—

Or when you both were sitting and enjoying tea on the tallest balcony of the castle, enjoying the moonlight. No candles were needed as the full moon lit up the table full of pastries and two tea cups. His beauty was radiating to you and the way his golden eyes contrasted with the moonlight put you in a trance. One thing led to another and you mentioned your curiosity about his demon form. His eyes lit in surprise and laughed so loud you thought the whole Devildom heard him.

“Of course MC!” He exclaimed as he grabbed his chair to move away from the table so both of you are sitting in right front of each other. The feeling of his knee in between your legs made you weak.

He quickly stopped laughing when your hands softly glided across his chest as you admired his demon form in awe. His glowing gold eyes constantly follow your touch.

Your fingers glide against the smoothe black markings on his chest. He melts over your compliments and the touch of your warm hands against his chest. Slowly you lift your hand away from his chest and look up at him pointing to his horns.

He understands exactly what you want, and he will give it to you. He lowers his head for you to touch. The moment your hands reach his horns his hands grasp onto your shoulders. “Be gentle, MC” He breathes out. Taking his word, you slowly feel the smooth and ridged texture of his horns. The golden accents on his horns reflect the silver moonlight. The way you grabbed onto both of his horns sparked dark fantasies in his mind. Although prefers to keep that to himself for now. Diavolo snapped out of it when your hands left his horns. Leaving the ghost of your touch to linger. But, all the sudden, he felt you caress his wings. “MC!” he exclaimed in shock. He shot his eyes back up to meet yours.

Quickly, you removed your hand from his wings but he shot his hand onto your wrist tightly. Both of you staring wide eyed in surprise. He’s never felt like this with anyone before. He breathed, “MC.. your touch is intoxicating, I fear if you continue I would be able to hold back any longer.” He hesitantly lets go of your wrist. He stares at you with half lidded eyes brightening with a lovestruck gaze. His wings expand to his full length and completely block out the light of the moon leaving the only light coming from his gold eyes. “Do you know how much I lust after you, MC?”

..

Are you going to continue?

-

Although Diavolo has a reputation to uphold, every single demon in the Devildom and all the angels of the Celestial Realm know you two are dating. Everyone knows not to touch you or fuck with you. Unless they want to die. No one would dare to disrespect the future demon king like that. His mere presence in a room is intimidating, even his personality doesn’t stop people from fumbling over there words as they try to talk to the 7,0 (?) tall demon king with bright gold eyes looking down at the expectantly. He’s probably the biggest person in the room and JACKED. I mean this man is literally taller than Beel. Just imagine you're in a ballroom, looking for your lover in the sea of nobles, well, you don’t look for long because he’s the tallest one there with the largest wings and horns and covered in literal GOLD. Plus, practically everyone keeps at least 7 feet apart from him out of respect.

Realistically, if I saw him in the middle of my room in the dark at night just staring at me with bright gold eyes you would probably just DIE on the spot. GET AWAY YOU PARALYSIS DEMON‼️

-

I have a feeling that Diavolo will just watch you sometimes. Like when he’s supposed to meet you at a certain time he would come a bit early just to watch you sitting on a bench, waiting for him. It makes him even happier to see you all giddy and excited, smiling ear to ear because of him. It lights a fire in him that he cannot extinguish even if he tried. He loves to watch you get ready for him. He loves to see you try to impress him with your newest shirt or the way you specially color coded your outfit. Love it even more if you dress in red and gold. You're practically showing off to him.

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One time, You were walking around with Asmo and practically tripped over your own feet when you saw the most beautiful jacket in the front section of Akuzon. You were babbling to Asmo about it only for you to see the price was WAY out of your budget. The next day, Sitting on your bed was the jacket you loved so dearly, with a note thanking you for all your hard work in the Devildom. Signed, Lord Diavolo.

When you're wearing clothes that he got you he will point at you and exclaim with the brightest smile on his face that he got that for you and say look how good you look. The brothers find it extremely annoying, your whole wardrobe is practically from Diavolo. This does not exclude shoes. The brothers stop asking where you get your clothes because all you say is “It’s a gift from Diavolo!” as you spin around for a fit check. It seems adorable on the outside, but the brothers are seething with jealousy that you're wearing clothes that he got you. You practically smell just like him now. (That was intentional on Diavolos' part)

Speaking of dressing up for him, Diavolo would definitely buy you a bunch of clothes, anything from designer to casual clothes. He would love to see you wear clothes specifically gifted by him. He purposely picks clothes that reveal your legs more or your collarbone, but he tries not to make you too uncomfortable, he just loves to examine every inch of your body. He just wants you to reach up and grab something or bend down a bit more. He just wants to see a little more, just a little more. He hopes you won’t notice, but sometimes he hopes you do.

When you go visit him at the castle wearing the clothes he bought you, His touch would constantly linger on your clothes and his fingers would fiddle with the bottom of your shirt, never fully lifting it but never stopping. He would talk to you over tea like usual but his hand would be on your thigh and slowly tracing along the fabric. You guys definitely have to be scooted together when having tea because he HAS to be touching you. Especially with those clothes, it feels like you're teasing him! (He did it to himself, he won’t admit that)

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Diavolo would deliberately put you in the most compromising positions possible. Completely bending you down over the desk and somehow making it seem completely innocent, though that’s not what his mind looks like. If you're visiting him in his office he would accidentally drop his pen and ask you to pick it up in his casual friendly tone.

He loves it when you are on your knees looking up at him with those eyes, your eyes, your beautiful eyes. He almost feels bad for putting you in this position, almost.

Please look into his eyes when you hug him as he stares down at you. He would MELT. Your head is practically squishing in his chest, the warmth if your body reaches heart, causing him to squeeze you tighter as smiles deeply. He loves to hear you gasp in surprise as he hugs you tighter, it’s like he wants to absorb every part of you! 100% a way of cuteness aggression. He just stares at you and will SQUEEZE YOU. (Barbatos stops him)

Im still a new writer, I hope you like this! And thank you for requesting! 🥰

[dialoovies]

Till my hole remembers the shape of it

[harcove]

Someone gotta teach Diavolo to not send his feet pics out like that for FREE. Make people pay for those dogs baby

[espiko]

Sheep mc cornered by Lord Diavolo

[hallowxiu]

[radarchives]

[devildombaby]

HC!!!

MC showed Diavolo "Barbie Girl" by Aqua *once* and he loved it.

And now he calls Barbatos Barbie

And every time, Barbatos considers throwing either himself or Diavolo off of a cliff

Edit:

If they leave a room together

Diavolo: *shit eating grin*

Barbaros: dont

Diavolo:

Diavolo:

Batbatos: ill kill you

Diavolo: *still with a big old grin* come on Barbie, lets go party

Barbatos:

Barbatos: im feeding you pickle juice for the rest of your life

[pro-mammonologist]

HELPPP I'm ovulating rn too and literally the only thing on my mind has been diavolo. just him. his arms. chest. you're so right btw, he's such a sweetheart/has big soft dom energy, but he would absolutely wreck MC either accidentally or purposefully, who knows? I need him, that's all I'm sure of.

HE WOULD WRECK MC AND PRETEND HES NOT

He’d be over there like “wow you’re so sensitive that pretty cunt of yours much be extra eager tonight” all while he’s literally fingering you so well that he might be bruising your fucking g-spot

He’s literally going fucking ham, fucking you in a full Nelson talking about how you can barely hold yourself up so he has to do it for you. He’s also talking about how pretty you look with your legs shaking and how badly he wants to cum inside you and paint your insides so pretty with his cum <3.

He’d be in-between your legs full demon form on his giant ass bed, smiling at you so prettily and innocently all while sucking your entire clit into his mouth and pressing your legs to the bed, putting pretty indents in your thighs. You look so pretty unable to speak coherently and looking like your soul is leaving your body.

Ugh it’s so cute how he’s barely trying and you look like you’re about to sob from pleasure <3333.

[nerdy-talks]

Me :

For two beings who don't view humans as equal, they both sure are speaking highly of us probably because they both love us lol   (˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶)

[cooler-ian]

thinking about how angels and demons treat their kids compared to humans, like-

was the demon kings neglect really extreme enough to be some form of abuse in actual demon society? Why is Luke expected to cook for Simeon and Solomon? Why is Luke treated so- weirdly??

For Diavolo, I think he was overselling his tragic childhood a bit- I'm your average Diavolo hater but I seriously do think he was just severely under socialized and if he was around other children and their parents he would realize that hey, my dad definitely has something against me but he's a pretty basic demon parent™️ (also he would resent his own species less frfr)

I say this because of the casual(?) way he treated that death trap his father called teaching in nightbringer, I like to imagine that he's actually grown since his comically lonely childhood and is able to rationalize it properly.

Anyways this post is actually mostly about Luke

so, I feel like Luke wouldn't understand what to do if you held your hand out to him, like I imagine angels don't really chaperone their youngest that directly,

(considering how much they put the little lad to work and how in nightbringer Luke took over the cooking entirely??? Like- immediately?)

so Luke wouldn't understand the very human desire to protect their stupid offspring in small ways,

human children are barely alive and will fully walk into the street if unsupervised, angel children will not.

If you were out in public with Luke and you're leaving a store and you do that silent stretching out your hand for them to take that parents do he would just stare at you like "why's your hand in my face 🤨" it would probably be real awkward

(Sorry for rambling I didn't sleep will probably delete this and rewrite it better tomorrow?)

[hes-sunshine-im-midnight-rain]

[moonstrumpet]

obey headcanons but slightly suggestive

imagine telling diavolo that he doesn’t need to hold back anymore with affection. him constantly being worried about being too much and just always subconsciously holding back with you. when you tell him that he’s like “are you sure?” with puppy dog eyes. little did you know how much he was holding back. constant affection is required 24/7 with him and that will NEVER be enough. if he needs you and it fits with his availability he will just pick you up over his shoulder and walk away with you. even if you are busy or in the middle of a conversation. if he is in the same room with you he will always hover over you, and grasping at you somewhere, may it be your hands, back, waist, face, neck, literally EVERYWHERE. he might tend to push your buttons to see what reactions he can get out of you. he’s constantly looking at every muscle in your face for the slightest reaction his touches give and enjoys every part of it.

absolutely enjoys touching you in meetings. imagine your sitting next to him and under the table his hand is on your thigh but he’s not making it noticeable only for him to keep a perfect poker face the entire time. i imagine him slowly just scooting next to you and you don’t even notice.

he is DEFINITELY OVERBEARING considering the fact he is absolutely touch starved and lonely. he would absolutely change your schedule to match his so every single time he’s off your off.

randomly will start squishing you if your next to him. loves to squish your thighs in his hands and rub his hands. nothing good is going on in his head. his pupils dilated 100%. loves to squish you, sometimes he doesn’t realize he might be squishing too hard.

loves to hover over you and cage you in, it makes him feel like your not going anywhere. constantly watching and observing every single inch of you. you know that one obey me chat where it’s like what’s ur love language his was to constantly observe his lover. YUP.

he will definitely do suggestive things and play it off as innocent to see your reaction. one time your bag was bit too far off the table, so you bend and grab it, but it’s just too far. all the sudden you feel a weight pressed on your back. “here, mc, let me get that” while he’s holding on to your waist and literally caging you onto the desk while he effortlessly reaches over and grabs your bag.

IM SORRY I KNOW I WENT OFF THE HEADCANON FOR A SECOND BUT I COULD WRITE HOURS ABOUT HIM

also if anyone wants to use my headcanons as inspiration for drawings or writing that’s perfectly okay but I WANT TO SEE IT TOO PLEASE TAG ME BC I LOVE READING FAN FICS

thank you for reading and i pray every night that my family never gets my phone and if i die im burning my phone okay bye.

[dlscenarios]

Diavolo x afab!Reader SMUT | Obey Me

MDNI

Cw: AFAB Reader, Office Sex, Unprotected Sex, MINIMAL Plot, Dia calls Reader "Princess", Handjob (AFAB Receiving), Oral Sex (AFAB Receiving), Hittin' it from behind, Creampie

Barbatos guided you to the prince's office. Diavolo had texted you to come over and quickly ordered Barbatos to fetch you after you agreed. You fidgeted with your fingers as the demon escorted you; you were silently praying that he didn't know the dirty things his master texted you mere moments ago.

You and Diavolo had started seeing each other a few months into the transfer program. The brothers were none the wiser, not even Lucifer knew. However, Barbatos was a big mystery. You hid the secret well, but has Diavolo? Would Barbatos even tell you if he knew?

Barbatos stopped in front of the large door to Diavolo's office. He knocked. "My lord, Y/N is here."

Barbatos opened the door just enough to let you in and swiftly closed it behind you. Diavolo sat at his desk with a grin.

"Come here, princess." He spoke, pushing his chair away from his desk. As you approached, his hand pat his thigh, signaling for you to sit on his lap. You straddled him and slinked your arms around him. His golden eyes studied you. Every time you spent these moments together, he became even more enamored by you. He never thought the transfer program would lead to the prince finding such an enchanting human.

His large hands rested at your hips as you ran your fingers through his hair. You giggled after noticing his loving gaze.

"What's with that look?"

His hand gently squeezed you. "You're so beautiful." He brought you closer to kiss your cheek. "I don't deserve you~"

He began to kiss your neck, nuzzling into you as you replied with your hand on the back of his head. "Don't say that. If anything, I don't deserve you. You're literally royalty."

He left your neck to cup your cheek. "My status has nothing to do with this. I'm not the one who made pacts with the seven strongest rulers in the Devildom. I'm not the one who has natural charm. You've managed to become friends with the strangest of people. You have a gift, my dear."

He guided you down into a kiss. You melted into him as one of his hands moved up your back, holding you close. Your hand tugged at his red hair as you deepened the kiss. Diavolo groaned, his own hand trailing down to rest on your ass. You parted from his lips to nip at his neck. Your hands trickled down his chest while his larger ones went under your shirt, blisteringly hot palms became stagnant on your back.

You rose from his neck and hungrily kissed him again. Before long, Diavolo's grip on you tightened, picking you up with ease. He stood and gently placed you on your back onto the desk in front of him. This time, he ended the kiss, slowly pushing your shirt higher to expose your bra. He cupped your breast as he trailed kisses down from your cheek, your neck, to your stomach. He slid your bottoms down to kiss your thigh, his hand cupping your clothed pussy. He slowly teased you as his glittering eyes met your face, enjoying the tiny sounds you made and the pleading look on your face.

His fingers hooked the band of your underwear and pulled them down. Diavolo grabbed you by the hips to pull you closer to him. He placed a soft kiss to your clit, studying your expression before kitten-licking the nub. Your leg draped over his shoulder as his tongue slowly dived into you. You always tasted so sweet - so enticing - to him. He will never get enough.

He sucked at your arousal like he was in love with you. Maybe he was, you didn't know. He was always so gentle with your body, but it never failed to leave both of you satisfied and willing for more.

With a final, sticky kiss to your clit, Diavolo stood to tower over you. He kissed your upper lips again, thumb rubbing your cheek softly. He rested forehead against yours with a smile.

"Always such a good human for me~" He cooed. You returned his grin and tugged at his shirt.

"Please take me, Dia." You whispered.

"Anything for you, darling." He pecked your forehead before getting off of you, undoing his belt. His gaze momentarily shifted to you. "I want you ass up, princess."

You hastily slid into position while he freed his erection. Your feet were planted on the ground as Diavolo eased into you. He was huge, that was a given, but he always did everything he could to make sure he never hurt you. He moaned out a low "fuck" after he was fully in. If your R.A.D. profile didn't say otherwise, the prince would have sworn that you were an angel. You always felt like heaven.

Diavolo's larger hand covered your splayed out one on the desk. His fingers curled in between yours to hold your hand before he began to shallowly thrust into you. Your skin smacked together as he gradually quickened his pace. The tip of his cock hit deep inside you as you moaned, tightening around him.

He never let go of your hand, his free one resting on your stomach as he fucked you. Your legs were beginning to feel weak. It was becoming hard to stay standing as your other hand tightly gripped the desk, nails digging into the wood. The hand on your stomach slid down to play with your clit. You moaned loudly, trying to keep your legs from giving out. Your upper body felt heavy as you put your full weight onto the desk.

"Dia...Babe!" You cried out before you felt a burning pleasure wash through you in waves. You whined as Diavolo's hand moved from your clit to your hips. You slowly came down from your orgasm as he thrusted a few more times, finally spilling into you with a husky groan.

The two of you panted as you both stilled. The hand that was gripping the desk came up to rest beside your head. Diavolo finally let go of your other one to carefully pull out of you, staying close by in case your legs gave out.

He bounced back quicker than you, pulling out a few tissues from a desk drawer. He silently cleaned your bodies while you regained your strength. Diavolo was fixing his clothing when you finally hauled yourself off of the desk, holding onto the edge to stabilize yourself. The demon prince smirked and gently pecked your head.

The pretty little exchange student was all his.