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percymercy001 · 7 months

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pairing: brother’s best friend miguel x fem reader

warnings: reader and miguel don’t rly get along, masturbation (f)

author’s note: thank you for all the love on el arreglo and all the other fics <33 hope you all enjoy this one :D

You were running around the house with a My Little Pony Rarity doll in hand, stopping only when you heard your name coming from your brother's room. "I just don't get why your little sister has to join us every time we're playing," you heard your brother's best friend's voice coming through the door, his tone clipped and annoyed. "C'mon Miguel, you know she doesn't have any friends. Can't you try to be nice to her?" Your brother replied, his voice hushed as he spoke. You gripped the figure in your hands as your knuckles started to turn white, feeling angry for thinking that they wanted to be friends, for being seen as nothing more than a charity case. "Fine, but that doesn't mean I have to like that little twerp."

Even though a decade had passed since you overheard that conversation, you and Miguel had never really gotten along after that. Nothing more than just the cordial "hello" and the acknowledgment of each other's existence, just enough out of respect to not make things awkward for your brother. You weren't sure what you did to make Miguel so pestered by your presence, but you'd given up on trying to figure that out. He regarded your friends and the previous partners that you brought home with the same disapproving scowl he reserved just for you.

"I need to talk to you after class," your professor spoke up, snapping you out of your thoughts as you packed your laptop inside your backpack. As you put your physics textbook away, you couldn't help but worry about what he could possibly have to say. Sure, you hadn't done so well in the past.. couple tests but your grade couldn't be that bad, right? "You have a twenty in my class. I'm letting you retake the assessments and assignments you got a failing grade in but I would strongly suggest that you get a tutor," your professor told you once you walked over to his desk, putting his glasses down. Even though you felt incredibly grateful that your professor was giving you a second chance with these assignments, you still couldn't help but feel embarrassed about your grade. "Thank you, I will," you mumbled, walking out of the class as you racked your brain for anyone who would be up for tutoring.

You got back to the apartment you shared with your brother, walking into his room and throwing yourself on his bed. "I know knocking's an outdated concept, but can we bring it back?" Your brother said, not bothering to look up from his computer monitor as you rolled your eyes. "I'm having a crisis, I don't have time for knocking. Do you know where I could find a physics tutor quick?" You replied, looking from the mattress over where he was sitting. You watched as he nibbled on his bottom lip, a tick that he had whenever it was something you wouldn't like. His response, however, wasn't something you were expecting and just the thought was making you want to gauge your eyes out.

"Miguel actually took that class last semester. He got the highest grade in the class."

"Do you think you could ask him for me?"

"Why can't you ask?"

"I just think he'll respond better if it's coming from you, his best friend and all. Please."

However, even with your begging, your brother refused to help you since he thought you should ask him yourself. What a load of bullshit. You were too proud to put your ego aside and ask Miguel for help, so you resorted to seeking a tutor through a study group. Your tutor wasn't exactly the best person to work with, given the fact that he had struggled with the subject last semester and was only doing this study group for extra credit. Your grades weren't increasing in the slightest and you found yourself staying late at the library to study.

You didn't realize you fell asleep until you heard some knocking on the table, hastily wiping away the drool at the corner of your mouth. You rubbed your eyes, looking up to see Miguel staring at you. "What time is it?" You asked, stretching your arms as you tried to get the blood flowing again. "Seven. Your brother's worried since you haven't been at the dorm at all today," he replied, sitting on the opposite side of the table as he picked up your textbook. "You're struggling with physics? You should've asked me for help," he said after a while, putting your textbook back down as he looked at you. "I actually have someone else tutoring me," you replied with a small shrug, still not willing to admit defeat.

Miguel shook his head as he scoffed, folding his arms. "Se ve que está haciendo buen trabajo. That's why you're overcompensating for his bad teaching?" He remarked, letting out a dry chuckle. (you can tell he's doing a good job) You were about to say something else but he stopped you when he started to speak again. "Para de actuar como una pendeja y deja que te ayude," he said, much to your surprise that he was offering to help. (stop acting like a dumbass and let me help you) Even though you needed his help desperately, you weren't gonna let him call you a dumbass. "Aqui el pendejo sos vos si crees que hablandome asi te voy a recibir ayuda," you remarked, watching a small smirk form on his face. (the dumbass here is you if you think i'm receiving your help with you talking to me like that) "Fine, sorry. Pero yo te puedo ayudar mas que ese idiota," he offered as a rebuttal, leaning against the table slightly. (but i can help you more than that idiot) "Ay okay. Tampoco te pongas a rogar, Miguelito." (don't start to beg)

Which is how you found yourself waiting in the library for Miguel to arrive, tapping on the table with your pen. Your leg shook as five minutes turned to ten, soon enough to fifteen. You rubbed your eyes, packing up your stuff in your bag when Miguel arrived at the table. "Nice of you to show up," you mumbled, taking your stuff out of your bag as you saw him roll his eyes from the corner of your eye. "My time doesn't revolve around you," he responded, taking out his own textbook. "It may not revolve around me but you could at least bother showing up on time," you replied, your book slamming on the desk as you took it out of your backpack. "Vamos a pelear o a estudiar, niñita?" He asked, arching a brow as he opened up the book. (are we going to fight or study little girl?) "I don't see why we can't do both."

"So what do you need help with?" Miguel asked after a couple minutes, taking out his old notebook out of his backpack. "All of it?" You replied, rubbing the back of your neck awkwardly as you looked away, feeling embarrassed. "Por Dios. Okay, so we'll just build on what you know and start moving from there," he said after a couple of minutes of watching you try to narrow down what you needed the most help with. At the end of the study session, you didn't find yourself completely hating the experience. Sure, Miguel could be annoying and cocky, but he was also patient in the way he taught you and elaborate with his explanations. "I'll see you tomorrow."

You and Miguel continued to study at the library over the course of a few weeks and your physics grade had seen a vast improvement since you started. "I know you don't exactly like me, so I appreciate you taking the time to tutor me," you told Miguel after your most recent tutoring session had ended, looking over at him with a small smile on your face. He didn't say anything, just simply nodded, before packing up the textbook in his backpack. "I'll work up a study guide and review for your midterm, okay?" He said after you were finished up packing, holding the library door open for you. "I'd appreciate that, thanks," you replied, slinging your backpack over your shoulder as you walked out of the library. The walk to the parking lot was mostly silent, until Miguel spoke up once you got to your car.

"Your brother and I are going to this party later if you wanted to come with us. You probably won't know anyone there but they're chill people," he offered, looking over at you with a ghost of a smile on his face. You placed your hand on your chin, pretending to think about it as you looked over at Miguel. “I'll see if i can make it. I have a pretty strict physics teacher," you replied, getting into your car and drove off to the apartment. Even though you'd given Miguel a vague answer, you were planning on going now that he'd invited you, wanting to see more of him that didn't involve the velocity equation.

As soon as you got home, you decided to get in the shower in order to get enough time to get dressed and do your makeup. After you stepped out of the shower, you opted for a red skin tight dress that went down to your thighs. "Which shirt do you think would look better on me?" Your brother asked when you were finished getting dressed, holding up almost two identical black shirts. "The one on the left?" You answered tentatively, watching as your brother's gaze went to the shirts. "You are no help whatsoever," he groaned, throwing the shirts on the bed. "Why are you so worried about what you're gonna wear?" You asked, sitting at your vanity as you started to put on a false pair of lashes on. “Katie Jenkins is supposed to be at the party so I'm trying to look presentable," he responded, referring to one of the cheerleaders, opting to put on the shirt you suggested. You turned around, facing your brother once he'd gotten ready as you smiled a bit. "She'd be an idiot not to like that shade of black."

You and your brother arrived at the party a couple minutes later, and he immediately left your side to see if he could get Katie Jenkins. As you looked around the party you came to the realization that Miguel was right, you didn't know anybody and despite the fact that everyone looked relaxed, you didn't trust your social skills to just go up to someone and start up a conversation. You went to the kitchen, grabbing a beer from a blue cooler and sat down on the couch as you scrolled through your phone.

"You know, the whole point of a party is to socialize," you heard someone say, looking up to see Miguel with a smug look on his face. "Some might say that it's to get free booze," you remarked, scooting over on the couch as you took a sip from the bottle. Miguel spread his legs on the couch as he sat down, the angle highlighting his thick thighs perfectly. You almost choked on your beer as you looked away, hoping that he didn't catch you staring. "So, I was wondering if I could ask you a question," he started, looking over at you as you set down your beer bottle on the coffee table in front of you. "That's a question in itself, no?"

Miguel rolled his eyes as he cleared his throat, getting ready to ask you the question. "I guess I just wanted to know why you said that I didn't like you earlier. Where'd you get the idea that I hated you?" He simply stated, looking over at you as your brows furrowed. "You've never given me any signs that you even tolerate me. And I don't know, probably the way you look at me and the people I choose to hang out with? Or the fact that you choose to acknowledge me last when we're in a room full of people," you reply, grabbing your beer bottle since you had a feeling you might need alcohol for the rest of this conversation. "I look at the people you hang out with like that because I'm jealous," he replied, his hand lingering on the back of the couch as you set your beer bottle down. "Jealous of what?"

Before Miguel got the chance to respond, someone blurted out "Seven Minutes in Heaven!" and it completely interrupted his flow of thought. You got up from the couch, opting to play the game just for the sake of trying to meet someone new. The game started off fairly slow, your brother getting the opportunity to go inside with Katie. He came out with his cheeks flushed and his lips swollen, following Katie around like a lost puppy. You decided to scroll through your phone while you waited for your turn, looking through Tiktoks and Instagram. A couple turns had passed until your name had been called, but the person going in with you made your heart drop.

Your name and Miguel’s had been called out to head into the closet and you felt your palms grow clammy at the thought of being in an enclosed space for that long with him. You decided to put your fears aside for the sake of the game, or at least for the sake of your ego since you didn't want to get called a chicken by people you hardly knew, and stood up. You two went inside the closet, sitting down in the dark as you felt your cheeks grow heated at how intoxicating his cologne was up close. "To answer your question, I got jealous of the way that they got to be with you. With your romantic partners, mostly. That they got to have you in a way that I never did," he spoke up after a while, his gaze practically burning into you even in the dark.

You felt your hands grow clammier as you thought about what he said, your heartbeat practically booming in your ears. "But what about all those girls you dated? You always seemed to be happy with them," you asked, rubbing the back of your neck awkwardly. Miguel reached up, turning on the closet lamp as he looked at you. "I never dated anyone. Not seriously, anyways. They were more of a distraction.. from the fact that I shouldn't feel this way towards you," he replied, one hand on your cheek as he tilted your chin towards his. Even though you were starting to get a pretty good idea of what feelings he was talking about, you still wanted him to admit it to you. "And how do you feel towards me?" You asked, looking up at him as you saw his gaze soften the tiniest bit. "I'm in love with you. I'm so in love with that it tormented me going to the apartment when you were dating someone, but not being able to do anything out of respect for your brother. You're constantly running through my mind, it's insane," he said with a small chuckle, scratching the back of his head.

You're not sure who initiated the kiss, but you were certain that you didn't want it to stop. His lips felt like they were molded just to kiss yours, the taste of him overwhelming just like everything else. His hands went to your waist, pulling you closer to him like he was trying to get as much as possible while your hands intertwined themselves in his hair. The only sounds in the closet were those of your lips colliding and your shared heavy breaths. You let out a soft moan and tugged on his hair as you felt him nibble on your bottom lip gently, soothing the sting over with his tongue. He took the opportunity when you moaned to slip his tongue in your mouth, exploring every inch of you in the amount of time he had left.

You came back to your senses when you heard the shrill ring of someone's iPhone alarm outside, alerting you two that the time was up. You looked up to see a look of almost regret in Miguel’s eyes, feeling your heart sink just a little bit. You didn't want to acknowledge what this meant for you and Miguel so you decided to run out the closet, fixing your hair up quickly in the bathroom and reapplying a fresh coat of lipgloss. You looked down at your phone when you heard a notification ping, a message from your brother that he would be leaving with Katie after the party was over. You successfully avoided Miguel for the rest of the party, hanging out around the basement or the backyard porch as a means to distract yourself.

After a while of avoiding Miguel, you decided to head back to the apartment since the party had mostly died down. You felt your mind fuzzy from the kiss as you drove back home, the taste of him and the feeling of his lips still lingering in your mind. You pushed those thoughts away as you arrived at your apartment, going into your bedroom and grabbing your towel. You took a warm shower, hoping that it would ease some of the tension in your muscles and that it would help with those pesky thoughts about Miguel that just wouldn't go away.

You finished up with your shower half an hour later, but unfortunately it had done nothing to satisfy the urge that you now felt for your brother's best friend. You reminded yourself of what he was, of what he meant to your brother and what damage this could do to their friendship, but all you could think about is just how nice his lips felt against yours. How they seemed like they were made just for kissing you, how soft and how good he tasted. You changed into some pajamas, getting comfortable for bed as you grabbed a book from your nightstand and turned the lamp on. You hoped that the book would offer you some sort of escape from your current situation, give you some peace of mind. However, you had picked up a romance book so it didn't give you too much to escape from, the situation eerily creepy to what was happening with you. You eventually gave up on reading when you approached one of the smut pages, Miguel's face appearing front and center in your mind as you read what the love interest was doing to the main character.

After a while of reading, you eventually decided to give up on trying to stop thinking about Miguel and tried to go to sleep. You tossed and turned in your bed, your stuffed animal ending up on the floor a while later. You picked it up, apologizing for what you'd done before opening up your phone to a picture of Miguel from his Instagram page. You felt the need inside of you grow as you saw that he was shirtless in the picture, his happy trail showing with the low-waisted swim shorts he was wearing.

You let out a small, annoyed sigh as your hand started making itself down your breasts. You gently squeezed your nipple, letting out a soft moan as you imagined that it was Miguel’s hands on your breasts instead. How pretty his mouth would look wrapped around your boobs. You set down your phone, giving into the urge and started to caress your breasts to the thought of Miguel. Your nimble fingers tugged and squeezed, hoping that the stimulation would help with the ache between your legs. The ache that Miguel had left behind. Your nipples were like little pebbles by the time you were done, clearly prominent in the white tee you had on.

You grabbed your dildo from your bedside table and a bottle of lube before you got a chance to think twice about who you were masturbating to. You let out a sharp breath as you felt the coldness from the lube hit your clit, the liquid starting to slide down between your folds. You lathered some of the lube onto the dildo, sliding it inside slowly as your mind started to conjure up scenarios. You pictured Miguel calling you a good girl, telling you how good you were taking his cock as he slowly started to push deep inside of you. You let out a soft moan as you felt the dildo completely inside of you, your pussy clenching tightly around it as you tried to adjust to the size. You pictured Miguel kissing your face, your body as you got adjusted to his size, whispering how much of a whore you were for him and his cock. How good your pussy was swallowing him up. With those thoughts in mind, you slowly started to pump the dildo inside of you.

You increased the pace after you got used to the size, letting the moans slip freely out of your mouth. "Y-Yes Miguel!" You moaned, your toes curling as you felt the dildo hit your g-spot. You thought about Miguel again, how easy it would be for him to figure out what made you tick, what made you writhe and beg for him. Sweat started building up on your forehead as you continued to push the dildo in and out of you, seeking the sweet relief of your release. Your phone pinged with a notification, but you were too focused on your pleasure to see that it was actually from Miguel. Your eyes fluttered shut as your fingertips went to your clit, rubbing small fervent circles on it.

You thought about how good Miguel’s tongue would feel buried deep inside your pussy, your fingers tugging on his hair as you grinded against his face to get more of it. The dildo came in and out of you with a loud squelch, the mixture from your juices and the lube providing you with enough lubrication. Your back arched from the bed as you massaged your clit, pushing the dildo in and out of you. Miguel’s face came into your mind as you came, picturing him telling you how much he wanted you to cum, how pretty you looked when you were at bliss and how much he needed to taste your juices. "Oh Miguel! Yes, right there," you moaned out, your back completely off the bed as you came around the dildo. You slumped back against the bed, feeling post nut clarity hit you all at once. You felt ashamed for using him as the object of your fantasies, especially with the look in his eyes he had after he kissed you in the closet.

You let yourself think about the severity of your actions, knowing that your brother would probably go bat shit crazy if he found out you were doing this to the thought of Miguel or about the kiss that you two shared. You rubbed your temples, relieved by the knowledge that at least nobody would be witness to what happened in your room. You got up from the bed when you looked over at the dildo next to you, just wanting to clean it up and forget about what had happened.

You came back into your room after cleaning yourself up and the toy, hoping that the orgasm would help you go to sleep easier. Eventually, you found yourself tossing and turning in your bed once more, unable to sleep as thoughts of Miguel and shame circled through your mind. You checked your phone to see the message from Miguel, your eyes widening a bit as you saw the contents of what it said.

miguel: hey, your brother wanted me to check up on you so i'll be swinging by the apartment later if you need anything.

sent 12:31 am

You silently pray that Miguel hadn't arrived just yet, that he hadn't heard how needy and horny you were just a couple minutes ago. And all for him. You open up your bedroom door, your heartbeat loud in your ears as you saw that Miguel was standing there with his arms folded across his chest and his cheeks tinted red. Fuck.

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percymercy001 · 11 months

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Demons Are A Girls Best Friend

There are other parts!!!! I’m too tired to link them!!!!!! Anywho: Mc has a dirty ass fantasy and the brothers plan it out and this the plan coming to life!!! Yay!!! Inspired by a power metal song about demons taking virginity!!!!!!! The Mc isn’t really a virgin tho!!!!!! Yaaay!!!!

Nsfw ahead: praise, degradation, throat fucking, impact play, spanking, blowjobs, size kink, demon kink, corruption kink, vaginal sex, clit play, multiple positions, multiple orgasms, orgasm control, yeah like almost everything

Chapter 3: “let your carnal lust prevail tonight”

You stood outside of the door, note in hand. The brothers were on the other side, waiting for you to come in so they could commence the scene. You were nervous, heart beating uncontrollably and mind racing. Glancing down, you could faintly see the outline of your underwear through the outfit you had decided on earlier. Perhaps you went a bit too far with the innocent -not-so-innocent act.

All the lights were out in the house now, leaving you to rely on the one and only light source that laid beyond that door. You looked back at the note and with a shaky breath, you opened it.

The room was transformed, it had an old feeling to it. It was a dark brown and smelled of frankincense, it was polished and the light reflecting from the torches made it have a golden-orange hue. You could see a table in front of you with a few chairs and sat on one of those chairs was Satan, flipping through the pages of a Bible. He was dressed head to toe in a priest’s garb, if it weren’t for your knowledge of him already, you would’ve assumed he was a young, attractive priest. He lifted his head to you, eyes just briefly leaving the word.

“How can I help you, young one?” His demeanor was calm and kind. His lips slightly stretched into a smile, but it felt soft, not mischievous in the slightest.

You remembered the note. “I’ve been searching for sanctuary. The storm has run me here.” You answered, trying to think of the best way to fit the plot.

“I see. You’ve come to the right place. I am here with some of my brothers in Christ.” God, this is ironic. If it weren’t for your nervousness, you’d start cackling. “We can house you here.” He placed the Bible down. “Come, sit with me.” He pulled a chair out and turned it so it was facing him.

You nod and move over. Your footsteps were light but even so, the floorboards creaked as though you were in an old house. “Thank you Father.” You sat before him, crossing your legs.

“What brings you so far out in the woods? I’m sure you know it’s dangerous for people such as you.” He acted well, furrowing his brows and adding concern to his eyes.

“Well, I…” this wasn’t in the script, do they expect improv??? “I ran away from my home a long time ago.” Well, might as well make the lore nice and juicy. “I was traveling alone, moving from place to place.”

“Hmm, I see. Humankind often moves about, you are no different. Even so, you must remember that on nights like these, demons come out to play.” Like on cue, one of the torches went out and lightning outside struck. “You are safe here, but you must beware the night.”

Think of something! Think think! You look so awkward!

He shifted in his seat. “Sorry, you must forgive me, I must’ve scared you.” He opened the Bible back up. “You could consider me an expert on demons. Demons crave many things, I’m sure you know. They crave to create chaos where there is calm and corruption where there is innocence.” His words were silk, moving through your ears and sinking into your head. “You are innocent, aren’t you? Untouched by darkness?”

It was arousing how his words sounded so genuine but you knew exactly where he was going. “What do you mean?” You tried to sound innocent, but your blush and the stutter in your voice could not be disguised.

He tch’ed three times. “This won’t do. Tell me, what have you done?” He was still soft, still quiet, still priestly. “You can tell me, I will forgive you.”

“Brother, don’t torture this child.” Another voice. Lucifer. “They’ve come here for sanctuary and here you are, interrogating them.”

You whipped your head around to see him dimly lit, the golden light making his face warm and ethereal. Perhaps this is what he looked like in the celestial realm. Lucifer was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed with a gentle and welcoming smile on his face. He was dressed similarly to Satan, but his cassock wasn’t plain, it had a red trim with red buttons. Not to mention, the crucifix Lucifer boldly wore around his neck.

“Hello there, did I scare you, dear?” He asked, tilting his head up. “I simply overheard your conversation.”

“No, you didn’t.” You kept your eyes on Lucifer, taking him in.

“Good. Humans have a tendency to not want to follow directions. A little bit of rebellion is normal.” Lucifer crossed his legs against the wall, keeping his gaze transfixed on you.

You heard Satan lean back in his chair, making it creak. “You’re not wrong, but it’s essential to remember that they will be judged when the time comes.” You turned to look at Satan again. He propped his head up on the table and looked at you with concern etched across his face. “Why not let us relieve you of your sins now, lest it be too late?”

You were feeling nervous again, they play this game too well. You were still silent, trying to not trip over your words.

“It’s obvious that they’re scared of being judged.” Lucifer broke the silence and stepped forward, going toward your chair. You felt his hands grip the back of it and his chest was almost pressed against the back of your head. You felt compelled to glance up at him. “It would be hypocritical of me to judge you, dear. After all, we are not perfect.” His eyes were looking down at you, half-lidded and brimming with lust. “Who’s to say we are as holy as we seem?”

God, he was hot right now. You peeled your gaze away from him, afraid you might break away from the script. They would not initiate everything, with your permission. That’s what the note said. You had to wait, which is basically what it meant. You wonder who decided to egg you on like this? Whose idea.

Suddenly, a chair was pulled beside you and Asmo sat in it, legs crossed, looking at you and smiling. “Forgive me for my intrusion! I could feel their nervousness from the other room. I’ve come to alleviate it.” He sounded his usual cheery self, but still managed to fit the role. His cassock was similar to Satan’s, but he also wore a white sash adorned with etched crosses at the bottom.

Lucifer shifted behind you. “So, do you mind telling us what you’ve done? There’s no need to be ashamed.”

You felt as though they were waiting for you to say it, to say you’ve slept with demons. You tried to suck your nerves back in and speak. “I will.”

Satan looked pleased. “Then, is it true? You’ve bedded with demons?”

You nodded. “Yes.”

Asmo’s smile couldn’t help but stretch wider. “There, that wasn’t that hard was it?” He put a hand on your shoulder.

“No, father it wasn’t.” You felt relieved, guess you could say the introduction was over.

“Now,” Lucifer tapped his fingers, “since you’ve been touched by them, do you still crave their touch?”

Well fuck. Your heart rate went right back up. “Sometimes.” You answered, averting Lucifer’s gaze.

“Are you so ashamed you can’t look at any of us?” Asmo pouted. “It’s alright, demons are known to tempt. To seduce.” He didn’t try to hide the growing arousal in his voice.

“Perhaps they are.” Back to Lucifer. “Do you feel shame because you wish to feel their touch again? Or do you feel… something else?” He was loving every second of this, every word.

You could feel their hunger, it was obvious. Blatant. You were scared to indulge, but you were desperate to feel them. “Something else.” You were too quiet.

Satan crossed his legs. “I don’t think we are making you nervous anymore.”

You could really use some water but you didn’t want to stop the scene.

“I don’t think they are either.” Asmo pushed hair out of your face and his touch gave you goosebumps. “I think I know what you’re feeling. Would you like me to say it?”

More lightning outside. The rain on the roof thundered onto the rooftop and sweeping across the window. You could faintly smell the smoke from the candles strewn across the tables and the torches on the walls. You definitely aren’t nervous anymore and yet here you are trying to ground yourself. Truth be told, you’re excited now.

“They won’t admit it themselves. At least not yet.” Lucifer said, encouraging Asmo. “Say it.”

“You want us.” Asmo’s hand was on your thigh now and he was leaning closer to you.

You slowly turned to him. “I do.”

Lucifer couldn’t help but chuckle. “You have no intention of repenting, do you?” His hand drifted to your shoulder.

“I came here, not for repentance, but sanctuary sir.” You answered, feeling his hand slide the fabric of your clothes slowly.

Satan was grinning now. “Well, you’re lucky. We can’t do that anyways.” On cue, his tail and horns emerged and from behind you, you heard Lucifer’s wings flap, accompanied by Asmo’s tail that was now wrapped around your calf. “So, with us like this, would you let us indulge in your need?”

You felt heat between your legs grow and grow and all you wanted to do was pounce on one of them and ride them til you were sated, but that isn’t a choice right now. “Can you?” You say.

Asmo feigns shock. “Can we? We are made for it. So!” His tail rubbed your leg. “Why don’t you tell us what they’ve done to you.”

Man, do you really have to admit that? Out loud? Your mind filled with memories of them touching you, how each of the brothers pleased you. You also wondered when you’d see the rest of them. You’ve seen Satan, Luci, and Asmo plenty.

“Ahhh, shy are we?” Lucifer stroked your cheek from behind. “How can we know what you want, what you like, and what you need without you telling us, hm?” He teased you, feeling so powerful.

“Perhaps you don’t wish to be pleased.” Satan said, letting his usual mischievous demeanor take over. “You were indulging us about confessing your sins, perhaps you crave punishment.”

Lucifer hummed his approval. “Ah, I could see that. Perhaps we need to become holy again for them to admit their sins. Now, tell us, do wish for us to continue?” Lucifer was both in the scene but speaking genuinely, you could tell by his touch.

“Yes.” You answered.

Satan retracted his tail and wings and horns. “Maybe you like feeling dirty. Do you?” He asked you, but didn’t let you answer. “I can tell you do.”

“Yeah, I do.” You breathed out and Asmo squeezed your thigh.

“That’s it. Give in to it.” Asmo whispered, watching every little move you made.

Satan played the good priest too well. He instantly shifted back into the demeanor he had before the demonic reveal. He leaned forward and clasped his hands together, eyebrows feigning concern as he teased you with his words.

“A good child of god confesses their sins, no?” He was pouting, shaking his head. “Should you continue to hold your tongue, I fear your punishment might worsen.”

You clenched your legs together, desperate for any friction. Asmo felt as your other thigh pressed into where his hand held your thigh.

“She seems to be distressed, perhaps they’re so ashamed of their sins they can’t even fathom speaking them aloud.” Lucifer was so close, you felt him leaning over you now as Satan stared from directly across you, you couldn’t help but wonder if they could hear your heartbeat.

Asmo could, for sure. “This is why you don’t mess with demons, sinner.” He couldn’t shield the excitement in his voice. “We w—they’ve touched you. You’re dirty.” Asmo’s breath was on your ear and neck. “Defiled.” His voice was low and dangerous, each syllable rolled off slowly and enough force that each one licked at your neck.

You were unbelievably horny, pushed to a point you didn’t expect to reach with just these three. When the rest join, you don’t even know how you’ll handle it.

“We need to purge the demonic essence from ya.” Fuck, like right on cue, Mammon. “Can’t have a sinner in the church right.” He emerged from what seems to be nowhere and crouched in front of you from your left. “So why don’t you tell us what they did.”

A low rumble came from behind you. “So we can do exactly what they did to you.” As Lucifer spoke, Levi, Beel, and Belphie emerged from different parts of the room. All of them but Satan were in their demon forms and now Satan transformed again to join them.

“You’ve wanted this, right? To get fucked by demons, you like the feeling of being fucked by demon scum?” Levi asked you, now moving in your direction. “It’s alright, you can admit it. You can take more than those three, right?”

“Yeah I can.” You say, your breathing fastening. “I can take you all.” Beel was moving toward you now and Lucifer pulled your chair back so there was more space between you, Mammon, and Satan. Enough room for Beel to situate himself between your legs.

Beel looked up at you. “I’ll start us off.” He parted your legs and dipped himself beneath your dress. You felt his fingers trace over the fabric of your underwear and he rubbed his knuckles against your wetness. You weren’t quite yet soaked but it was moist enough for him to tell. You felt him pull them aside and pin them against your thigh using his hand. He used his other hand to part your labia and he licked along starting from the bottom to the top.

You shivered. You looked around seeing what was next. Suddenly, you could see Lucifer’s horns out in front of you as he leaned forward to kiss your neck. He nipped under your ear before traveling down your collar bone. And on the other side of you, Asmo was doing the same. Mammon, Satan, Belphie, and Levi remained watching for a moment, taking in how you responded to their tongues. Satan looked at you with an unreadable expression, simply taking in how your mouth was parting and every tense and twitch you made. You brushed your legs against Beel’s sides, trying to show your appreciation.

“‘I wonder what’ll happen next?’ Is that what you’re thinking?” Belphie said, standing to the side of Satan.

“They clearly want more.” Mammon teased, still crouching. “Y’all are bein’ too sweet? Ain’t that right? They can be a lot louder than that.” He slid himself forward and onto his knees, beside Beel.

“What are you going to do?” As you asked, Asmo’s hand reached around to cup your breast and rub his thumb against it. Mammon lifted up your dress and spread your legs further. You felt Beel’s head retract and Mammon’s fingers press into you. You gasped as he worked to stretch you.

“There ya go.” He said. Beel’s tongue returned to your clit, leaving Mammon to the bottom half. Mammon worked slowly, curling his fingers against your g-spot, working it at a snails pace. Beel was moving similarly, keeping slow to tease you.

Lucifer was busy leaving your right shoulder covered in marks while Asmo played with your breast, rubbing the nipple slowly and sucking at your neck.

“Did the demons do this?” Satan said, bringing you out of your trance.

“Yes.” You responded, feeling how Lucifer’s tongue slid down your neck.

“What are Beel and Mammon doing to you now? Why don’t you tell me?” Satan asked, keeping his legs crossed to hide his boner.

“Beel’s eating me out slowly and Mammon is fingering me even slower.” You felt Beel move slower as you said that, making you whine.

“Hmph.” Satan replied. “You want them go faster don’t you?” Lucifer reached for your other neglected breast, fondling you oh so carefully. “Do enjoy the feeling of them touching you?”

“Yes. I do.”

“Yes to what?” He wanted you to say it.

“Both.”

“Both what? You can say it. Say what you want.” Satan sounded annoyed, but assertive.

“I want them to move faster. And I like how they touch me.” You were blushing as though you’ve never fucked them before.

“You give in so easily, no fight.” Belphie noted, not trying to hide how his cock was pressing against his pants. “Do you like being obedient?” He asked you. “Obedient to demons?” He was smiling, trying to dig into you.

“I–I do.” Mammon stopped fingering you. Beel’s tongue stopped shortly after.

“I didn’t catch that last part.” Lucifer whispered in your ear. “You need to speak up, Mc.”

“I like being obedient to demons.” It wasn’t hard to say at all but it definitely embarrassed you especially how Satan was grinning in front of you. Couldn’t he move anywhere else?

“Are ya mad we stopped?” Mammon’s head came out from under your dress. “Why don’t you tell us what you want?”

“I don’t want you to stop. I want to cum from yours and Beel’s stimulation.” You said, eyes locked on Mammon who was looking at you with hunger on his face.

“They wanna cum now?” Asmo was getting bored, you could tell. “Wow, aren’t you eager.” He pulled your chin toward his face and kissed you. Your tongues connected and you moaned into his mouth, the intimacy of it overwhelming you. He was excited and eager, practically forcing Lucifer to detach from you and for Beel to come out as well.

Lucifer didn’t show any agitation but based off how he pulled your head to face up toward him after your lips departed from Asmo’s, you could tell this was his way of saying “we share”. His lips connected with yours briefly knowing the angle would hurt you. The feeling of his hand around your throat was good, especially how he gripped the underside of your chain.

“Let’s get you out of that and then we’ll give you your first orgasm, hmm? That sound good?” Lucifer let go of your head and you stood and started to pull the dress over your head. Levi grabbed the dress for you and folded it quickly and put it to the side.

“Just panties and thigh highs?” Levi eyed you. “I kinda like that.”

You felt Lucifer’s hands on your hips from behind as Asmo pulled away the chair you were on. He turned you around to face him and then he lifted you to sit you on the table. You felt the coolness of the table and goosebumps rose on your skin.

“Is it too cold?” Levi asked.

“It’s chilly.” You said and more lightning struck, illuminating the room with white light. This strike made you jump a little. “Shit!”

“I think the fear should’ve warmed you enough.” Satan stood and pushed you back onto the table. “If not, I can fix that for you. Asmo, the sash.” Asmo handed him the sash he wore and Satan looked down at you. “You wish to be obedient Hm?”

“Yeah.” You said.

“Then this will make it easier on you.” He pulled your wrists together and tied them in a knot using the sash. Gently, he raised your arms over your head and Beel spread your legs again.

This time, you could see Beel’s expression as his tongue connected back with your clit. He didn’t bother to hold back now, going as fast as he liked and clutching your thighs with his hands. Your legs were cast over his shoulders, giving him exclusive access to your nethers. You gazed down at him looking how he looked at you like he’d been starving desperate for more of your sweet cunt. If it weren’t for the angle, you’d see his drool mixed with your arousal sweeping down his chin and dripping down his neck. When you rested your head back down you realized a small pillow was there to support your neck and head and that your head hung over the table.

“Thought you needed more comfort.” Belphie was behind you, erection in your face, but still clothed. “This next part will be fun.”

You tried to see where everyone was now. Mammon was still over with Beel and Asmo, while Lucifer and Belphie stood behind you and Satan and Levi watched from the side of the table. Levi stretched forward a traced a hand up your side to feel your goosebumps. “We need to warm them up.”

“I see that.” Satan took to the other side of the table and both of the demons stretched across the table to play with your breasts again.

“Ah!” You gasped, feeling how Levi’s fangs gently grazed your nipple and how Satan’s hand tenderly stroked the other.

“They like that, huh.” You could hear the grin in Mammon’s voice.

Lucifer nodded. “Yes but they need to remember they need to obey before getting their release.” You looked at Lucifer who stroked your hair, sitting in a chair right next to your head. “And what’s the best way to obey, Belphegor?”

Belphie released his cock from his pants, the length almost slapping your face. “By pleasing others.” He tapped the tip against your lips. “Open up.”

You opened wide and let him slide in. It was much easier to take his cock from this position, almost giving perfect access to your throat. Belphie gasped as his balls pressed against your lips.

“Good human.” Lucifer stroked your head. “Focus on his cock. You can’t cum until he’s satisfied.” He was gentle but the words stung, but you aren’t surprised. You did say no overstimulation to them, all of whom have a taste for pushing you.

You tried your hardest to ignore the other three demons that were pleasuring you to prevent yourself from getting to your peak. It was hard, especially with all the sounds coming from Beel as he sucked at your cunt. Or how Satan managed to pinch hard enough to hurt but to also make you moan on Belphie’s cock, who in turn would gasp at the vibration. Poor Mammon, who had to resort to coming to the other side of your head to get any attention.

“You should see how hot you look right now.” He said, touching the bulge in your throat as Belphie thrusted. “You can take cock better than any human. Hell, you might have most demons beat. Wonder how good you’ll take more than one in ya.”

Belphie pulled out for a moment, prompting Lucifer to raise your head up to let the blood run back down.

Mammon kissed your cheek. “Yeah, you can do it.” Belphie was grunting and rubbing your saliva all over his length, desperate to feel your tongue again but not wanting to push you too much. You breathed through your mouth, swallowing your saliva, but unable to wipe your drool.

Mammon stood and situated himself behind you, moving in front of Belphie. “Think you can go back and forth?” You watched as Mammon popped his out now and how it was an angry shade, already dripping precum.

“Yeah.” You answered and Lucifer slowly lowered your head back down. “I’m ready.” You felt Levi’s tease your entrance and your lower half jumped a little.

He giggled. “Sorry. I couldn’t resist.”

Mammon was ready and Belphie was beside him. You opened your mouth and Belphie pushed in first, gasping. “Mm.” He hummed as he pulled all the way out and pushed back in just about halfway and then pulled all the way back out. Mammon angled himself and slowly slid into your mouth, sharply inhaling.

“Nice and warm.” He pulled out and pressed back in a few times before letting Belphie back into your mouth. They both continued this pattern as Beel was sucking your pussy so hard it’s bound to be sore.

Satan bit into your breast leaving teeth indentations and then biting into your side playfully. You ‘mmpf!’ed onto Mammon’s cock, making him let out a tiny ‘heh’.

“Can’t hear ya with your mouth full. Don’t tell me we gotta teach you manners.” Mammon’s hand on your cheek pinched just slightly.

Lucifer grabbed a handful of your hair to get your attention following Mammon’s comment. “You’re focusing well. Perhaps we should reward you.” He didn’t pull at your hair, but his grip kept you in place. He pushed at his brothers abdomens and used his other hand to put his fingers in your mouth. “Suck.” You were thankful for the little break from dick down your throat and the taste of the leather of his gloves almost soothed your gag reflex, strangely that is. “Now use your teeth and take it off.” You connected with the fabric, carefully avoiding his fingers and pulled, already knowing he’d put forth no effort to help you. It was a struggle but once it was past his wrist, all it took was one big tug.

“Well done.” He removed it from your mouth. “Mammon, hold their head up.” He put the other hand at your mouth, this time making it easier by angling his wrist in front of your teeth so it was also one big tug. “Good.” He took the other glove and put them into his pocket. “Now, Beel, pull them so their head isn’t hanging off.” Mammon lifted your upper body so that you didn’t just get dragged and Belphie pushed the pillow further toward your head.

Mammon was definitely mentally cursing himself for not choosing to fuck your throat first since he was already so ready to cum but it was alright especially for what he got to do next. He leaped up onto the table and raised your lower body so that you were leaning against his stomach and elevated slightly. You were now resting on him, thankful that all the blood could run back down now. Levi raised a glass of water to your mouth and you drank until it was gone. Lucifer was adamant you remained hydrated.

“So, once Beel finishes his meal, we’ll move on to fucking you, hm?” Satan was smiling at you, innocently. “Let’s get you to cum so he can finish eating you up.”

Beel pulled away slightly and allowed Levi to push his tail into your pussy. “Oh fuck.” You said out loud as his tail pressed into you. Levi watched you close your eyes and scrunch them together as the circumference increased.

“Does it hurt?” He asked.

“Yeah.”

“I’m gonna stretch you slower.” You could feel his tail curl as it neared your cervix so that he didn’t hurt you. “How’s that?”

“That’s good.” You opened your eyes and saw how Beel breathed heavy, eyes fixated on how wet you were. You grew hot at the sight of the droll and arousal coating his chin and even his nose. His forehead too? “You’re such a messy eater.” You told Beel and his eyes snapped to you.

“I’m not full yet.” He kept eye contact as he lowered back to your clit and started to suck.

Lucifer, Satan, and Belphie chuckled at your whines, making you even hotter. Levi was biting his lip. “They’re so sensitive. You should feel how tight they are.” Levi moved the tip of his tail, swirling it around inside. Mammon took the opportunity to clench and tug at your tits, playing with your nipples careful not to press into your marks.

You were so close from Beel’s tongue earlier so it only took seconds to have you nearing your peak. You pushed into Beel slightly and stretched, pressing your back against Mammon. Beel continued to eat to his hearts content, unbothered by you nearly suffocating him with your pussy. If anything, he loved your want for him.

“Beel, it feels so good.” You told him as your heels dig into his back. His knees were hurting but he powered through it as you bucked into him.

Mammon playfully smacked your breast. “Just gonna ignore me huh?”

“Sorry Mammon.” You whined, your right tit stinging a bit now.

“Awww, that’s alright. Did I hurt ya?” He said, rubbing the spot. “You’ll feel nice and good soon, don’t worry.”

Levi didn’t want to disturb the rhythm, so he tried to press into your g-spot retracting his tail just enough for his own comfort. “That feel good, Mc?”

“Yeah.” You tugged against your handcuffs, wanting to pull at Beel’s hair, as you neared your peak.

Levi could feel how you clenched around him, knowing how close you were. “You’re gonna cum soon, you better ask nicely.”

“Can I cum please? Please?” You begged a little bit out of habit.

Mammon rubbed your cheek. “It’s safe to say it’s unanimous, darlin’, you can cum. Cum on Levi’s tail, get it nice and slick.”

“Yes!” You gasped and your mouth went agape as you came. Your breaths were sparse and fast as you rode out your orgasm. You felt Beel pull away, wiping his mouth. Levi slowly retracted his tail and swiped his fingers across it and slid them into his mouth to taste you.

The brothers smiled down at you, watching your face as you caught your breath. Lucifer spoke. “Color.”

You were confused and then you understood. “Green.” Mammon slowly slid back, laying you on the table alone.

“Sit up.” Satan told you and you followed. “Get off the table.” You slid forward and pulled up your thigh highs that had travelled down. “Now turn around and bend over it, hands out in front of you.”

It didn’t take long for you to realize who was about to lead this next part and what this next part was going to be. With Lucifer and Satan standing on either side of you, your head was facing what should’ve been the wall, but instead you had the other 5 either sitting or standing so they could see your face. Beel was sat next to Belphie and at the head, Asmo sat.

“Satan and I are going to ask you a few questions, alright?” Lucifer was already rubbing at the flesh of your ass, a gentle massage preparing you for the sting of his hand that approached. “So, would you like to start?”

Satan hummed. “Yes, I will.” He ran his finger tips across the flesh instead, almost tickling you. “So, Mc, tell us how long you’ve had this fantasy.”

You thought for a moment. “A while, I guess. I can’t answer you confidently.”

“Hm, that’s alright.” Satan sounded pleased.

Lucifer picked up the next one. “Have you always known you’ve wanted to get filled with demon cock?”

“Not always, but for a long time.” The question made you smile, amused by his wording, and that he said that.

“What’s so funny?” Lucifer asked.

“That’s a funny question coming from you.” To be fair, you weren’t the only one amused, Belphie and Satan enjoyed the Lucifer bullying.

“Should you be laughing at the demon with their hand next to your bare ass?” Lucifer asked you.

“I suppose not.” You were honest and you could tell by Mammon’s face that Lucifer was preparing to land a harsh one.

Smack! Wait… that was Satan.

“Lucifer, I was supposed to ask the next question not you.” He sounded aggravated.

“So you punish them instead of me… seems I raised you well.” Now Lucifer’s hand planted itself onto your ass. His smack made you jump and then laugh a little. “To be fair, you get to ask two questions next.” Your laughter was contagious, most likely because Satan and Lucifer were passive aggressively eyeballing each other.

“Stop laughing, Mc.”

“I’m trying.” You responded and Satan smacked again.

“It’s a yes or a no. Haven’t you learned that by now?”

You tried to bite back a smile. “Yes sir I have.” None of the brothers wanted to snitch on you even though you were still smiling.

“Great I just wasted a question because you laughed. I need to punish you again.” He spanked again, this time much harder than before, causing you to clench your eyes shut. “So, next question. And I’m not afraid of the repercussions.” God, you could hear the smug on his face. “Who do you think can spank you better, me or Lucifer?”

Asmo wiggled next to you. “Be careful who you say. Who’s wrath would be worse?”

“Ironic choice of words, Asmo.” Lucifer mumbled.

You waited to answer, biting your lips still. Lucifer wasn’t too keen to wait. “You need to answer.”

“I think… that… right now—“ you tried to emphasize “Lucifer’s stings are worse.” You tip-toed around the question and both hands went down simultaneously. You yelped and looked to Beel who almost looked concerned.

“You can’t seem to answer correctly.” Lucifer chuckled. “So, did that sting worse than Satan’s?”

Satan leaned down to whisper. “Remember, you can always use yellow and tell him to leave.”

You started to grin again. “I’m not doing that.”

“Well, since you asked your question. I’ll ask mine. So, Mc, how many orgasms do you expect to have before our little scene is over?”

Damn, that is a good question. You decided to start small. “At least three.”

Lucifer’s hand didn’t swing down. “Hm… a little weak… but I suppose you will be taking all of us.”

Satan scoffed. “You didn’t ask about their maximum. So, Mc? What’s your maximum?”

You knew to stay low, considering your own strength and nymphomaniacs in the room. “I guess 5.”

Lucifer was much more pleased. “I like 5. Now. Who would you like to fuck you first?”

Why must you pick favorites??? Lucifer and Satan must be trying to stir up trouble. But, the kindness in your heart made you answer. “Belphie. He was so close earlier, and I stopped. It’s only fair.”

Belphie leaned forward, grinning at you. “Aren’t you sweet.”

Satan returned to the attention to him. “Alright then, choose who you want to answer this next question for you.”

“What’s the question?” You asked.

“If we tell you, we choose instead of you.” Lucifer answered for Satan.

You had a feeling it either had to do with how you cum next or the spanks. “Then I’ll choose…” But you can take a lot of pain and you can take a lot of pleasure. “Asmo.”

He got a burst of energy. “Yay!”

“So Asmo, how many more spanking should they take and how should Lucifer and I administer them?” Satan was eager. Very eager to hear his answer.”

“I think there needs to fairness. Each cheek deserves the same amount and I think you two should try to go at the same time. I think we shouldn’t be too mean but not too nice. They’ve felt your lashes before and they know they can take it. Let’s say 20 on each cheek.”

Lucifer looked proud and Satan looked to his elder brother. “Hmm, I like that. Do you?”

“Yes, and it’s only appropriate that Asmodeus counts us off and I think that Mc should count for us.”

Asmo leaned over the table so that his face direly in front of yours. “Think you can take it?”

“Yeah. I want to.” You said.

Asmo held your face. “3…2…1!”

Smack! “1!” They both started softer, but the double impact was enough to shock you. Then again. “2!” They kept going and once you were at “10!” their spankings were bordering on fiery. Asmo stroked you through the pain and he kissed your nose. “14! 15!” You could feel your eyes watering. “16! 17!” You were so close to the end, but you still had three more. And they were only getting harder. “18!” That one had you jumping. “19!” You saw Mammon flinch, but your ass was fully prepped for it.

“Last one.” Lucifer said.

“You’ve been so good, one more.” Satan encouraged you. A few seconds passed and you could hear the air sweep around their hands as they came down.

And fuck…. It hurt. It hurt good. “20!” A single tear went down your face and Asmo wiped it away. You were thankful it was over but you also craved a little bit more, you wouldn’t dare tell the sadists behind you that.

“My hand is stinging a good bit. Perhaps this is why most prefer toys.” Satan noted, tenderly rubbing away the pain along with Lucifer who was admiring the redness of his palm.

“Skin to skin can’t be beat, in my opinion. It’s very intimate.”

“Color?” Satan asked.

“Green, but let me breathe a little bit.”

“Of course.” Satan reaffirmed. “We want this to be special for you, love.” Gently, Satan turned you on your back and the cool of the table soothed the burn on your ass. You could see the redness of their hands, realizing their hands must be hurting too.

Belphie rounded the corner, pumping himself. “You ready? I can’t wait.” He grabbed your hips and stood between your legs. You wrapped them around his waist and nodded.

“Go ahead.”

Belphie pushed in and sighed. “You’re so wet.” He savored the feeling before beginning to thrust. He filled you up nice and whole, thrusting at a pace that wasn’t too slow or too fast.

Asmo swept around and started to play with your clit, watching how you whined and moaned. “So naughty. Who’d think someone a sweet as you could be this dirty?” He admired your face, loving how you started to unravel.

“They’re a slut for some demons, why are you surprised?” Mammon said from behind you. “You could tell from the beginning, couldn’t ya?”

“Of course, but I like to see how she reacts when you tell them how nasty they are.” Asmo responded, diligently teasing your clit.

“Should’ve felt how Mc gripped around me when you called them a slut.” Belphie huffed out, moving faster as he neared his peak.

“A little bit of degradation and some praise and Mc is ready to cum again, I bet.” Levi hovered over your face, smiling. “I can’t wait to fuck you.” He leaned down to kiss you.

“Mc, should I cum inside you or would you rather be cummed on?” Belphie asked, fucking harder.

You broke the kiss. “Cum inside me.” You answered.

“Ask me nicely.” He tried to fight the urge to cum.

“Please cum inside me, Belphie. I wanna cum too.” You whined, feeling your next high approaching.

Belphie, with a groan, came hard. He pressed his cock into you as hard as possible, wanting to not let any drip out. You felt his cum against your inner walls, feeling a new warmth as he released.

“Mm, thank you.” You said and Asmo retracted his fingers temporarily.

“I think you need to take another cock before you get to cum. Now, who do you want to take next?”

You weren’t given the option to choose because the second Belphie left from between your legs, Mammon was pressing into you.

“Me.” He said. “I can’t stand watchin’ anymore. I need to feel your pretty pussy now, darlin’. I wanna make ya cum.” Mammon was sincere in his words but what was the most arousing was the way he pressed down on your abdomen as he filled you to the best of his ability. “Let’s see ya come undone. And once I’m done we’ll get you in a new position.”

“Yes sir.” You curled your toes as Asmo’s fingers returned to your clit playing with it delicately.

Mammon thrusted wildly, taking no time to build up, just wanting to cum in you. “You like getting fucked by a demon, don’t you? You like how this demon dick stretches you, huh?” Mammon would pull your hair if he could but that wasn’t an option so instead, he leaned down and propped himself up on his arms. “Tell Mammon what you like.”

“I love getting fucked by your demon dick.” You told him, legs shaking as Asmo increased his pace. “It’s so good.”

“Aw, atta human.” He kissed you and tangled your tongue with yours messily. When he pulled back, spit dribbled down your lip. “You can make such a fuckin’ mess. Just like when you had those cocks in your mouth earlier.” He was struggling to breathe through his words. “I like seeing your—ngh!”

You squeezed around him spastically, unable to hold back as you reached your second orgasm. “I’m gonna—“

“Cum as I fuck you. Milk my cock, make me cum inside you.”

His words were like a key. “I’m cumming!” You shouted and threw back your head. Asmo giggled and didn’t relent as Mammon prepared to finish inside you as well.

“Fuck, good, good! Oh it’s so good.” He bit into your shoulder and moaned your name. “I’m gonna cum in your fucking pussy.” As you finally finished spasming Mammon came inside you. Now a second demon has released all he could into you. As he pulled back and his cock pulled out, his seed dripped onto the edge of the table. Mammon grinned and wiped it onto his fingers and then placed them into your open mouth. You willingly licked them clean and leaned up as Lucifer brought you more water.

“Color?” Lucifer wiped the sweat from your forehead.

“Green.”

“Who’s next?”

“I’ll take Levi and Asmo.” You said, making Asmo light up and Levi almost stumble.

Lucifer raised a brow. “Then I’ll let them have you.”

Asmo was already prepared for what was next. “Let me guess… double penetration? Let me cum down your throat while Levi fucks you?”

Levi got ready to position you. “I know exactly how to do this most efficiently.” He had you on your side so that your body was on the edge of the table, front facing the two demons. Levi lifted up your leg and propped it up using your arm. Asmo finally let himself free and you could tell he was almost at his limit of waiting.

“Tell us when you’re ready, sweetie.” Asmo said, gently stroking your head.

“I want it.” Asmo’s gentle touch transformed as he grabbed your hair and pushed past your parted lips. Levi started to thrust and both of the demons were not shy with their noises. Asmo moaned happily, praising you over and over while Levi could barely get a word out.

This was a good reminder for you to never be embarrassed to be noisy, you’ll never match the volume as those two inside you. Asmo managed to fuck your throat without gagging you in the slightest while Levi fucked hard enough to hurt but so amazingly.

Beel, Lucifer, and Satan both watched as your ass jiggled with their movements and if it weren’t for Beel’s self control, he’d think it’s jello and probably try to take a bite. Lucifer tried to pretend he wasn’t painfully pressing against the fabric of his costume and that the heat of it was getting to him. Or maybe it was his arousal. On the other hand, Satan was shamelessly teasing himself, likely trying to hold back. Beel knew he was next based off your suggestions and he was already playing with himself, ready to fuck you into the table. Hell, once it comes to them, Levi might have already broke it.

“Mc!” Levi raised his knee up onto the table to give himself more leverage. “I wanna cum on you.”

You heard him and looked to his face. You’ve never seen him so red and it was fucking hot. He was sweating and his tail was shaking at the tip. Levi was going to cum soon. Your pussy was aching especially as his cock almost hit your cervix and you haven’t even been fucked by the biggest one of them yet. Asmo had plenty of stamina from his years of excessive sex, but watching how you unraveled from his touch earlier kept on sweeping across his mind. It was fucking insane, honestly, how fast you made him reach his peak.

Levi was actually about to cum though. He pulled out just in time and came all over your stomach. Despite the ache, you wanted more cock and you still had at least one fucking orgasm to go. And if Lucifer gets his way, you have three. Levi clenched his eyes shut and sat back in the chair, winded from him almost violent thrusts. “Fuck Mc. You have the greatest pussy ever.” Levi wiped the sweat from his face and smiled at you.

Asmo wasn’t having how you stopped focusing on him. “Look at me, Mc. Whose cock is in your mouth?” He sounded almost angry. “It’s mine, isn’t it? Nod.”

You nod.

He smiles again. “Good, now swallow it like a good little human. Take it like you’re in love with it.” He thrusted a few more times and came in your mouth. It was much sweeter than regular cum, likely a pro of being the avatar of lust. Demon cum in general tasted much better. “Ahhhh… that’s right. You love demon cum, don’t you?” He patted your face.

You nodded. “Yeah I do.”

“Okay well I��m gonna go with the others and get cleaned up. Once we are all back, we’ll take care of you. But remember, you still have to take Beel and the two sadists.” Asmo reminded you.

Beel came over and stood in front of you. “Mc, I’m gonna fuck your throat next.”

You looked anxious, but you willing opened up.

“I want you on your knees instead.”

“Oh.”

Lucifer and Satan couldn’t help but chime in. “They’re excited, don’t disappoint them.” Lucifer said.

Satan agreed. “Perhaps they’ve been waiting for it.” Satan nudged Lucifer and said something to him you couldn’t hear.

Beel undid your binding and helped you to your knees. He used the pillow from earlier and placed them under your knees. “That good?”

“Yes sir.” You reached for his cock, now given full permission to touch him. Beel was big, larger than most, still not the largest in the Devildom (cough cough diavolo cough cough) but large enough to intimidate you. Beel knew you could only take him so much but to see you try made him throb. It was the hottest thing in the world.

“Let’s see if you can fit more than usual.” He suggested, leaning back as you took the tip into your mouth. “Think you can get to the base tonight?”

You tried, slowly moving back and forth, taking in just a little more as you went further down. It really wasn’t the length that was the struggle, it was the pain in your jaw with the thickness. The further back it went, the more it would hurt.

“You’re doing good.” Beel was getting breathy. “You can go slow. I’ve been ready to cum since you first came. You tasted like… better than heaven.” You felt your pussy throb as he sang his praises and when he grunted, fuck it was over with. You took him as far down as you could and somehow managed to get to the balls. “Fuck! Mc!” He kept his hand on the back of your head. “Keep just like that.” He held you at the base. The lack of movement was almost enough to make you gag but he let you release his cock from your mouth before you did.

“Beel, I can keep going.”

“No, let me cum on your tongue, just keep playing with your pussy and open your mouth.” Beel told you.

You didn’t even notice that you were playing with your clit. “Okay.” You parted your lips and stuck out your tongue. He stroked himself hard and fast, much faster than you could suck him off but you knew that was the purpose. He wanted to give you something to work toward. And it was… “I want you to be trained to take it just like this.” Yeah, it’s fucking hot.

You didn’t stop touching your clit and you thought you might cum before Beel especially as you could tell Lucifer and Satan were plotting your fucking. Beel didn’t care. He just wanted to see his cum on your tongue. He wants you to taste him just as he tasted you.

“I’m gonna cum, Beel.” You said and that’s all he needed. Suddenly, your tongue was met with the salty taste of his cum.

“Oh—yeah, that’s good. Fuck.” You came as he finished cumming and you swallowed through the waves of your orgasm. You were pretty sure you were bound for 2 more orgasms now, especially how the two remaining walked over to you, cocks out and dripping.

Beel wiped your lips and raised up from the chair. But then he leaned right back down to kiss your forehead, making you smile a little. He left to join the aftercare prep crew and then now it was just the three of you.

“So.” Satan eyed your slicked up fingers. “You were so desperate that you made yourself cum?” He grabbed your wrist and helped pull you up.

“Yeah, I didn’t even notice I started to touch myself.” You admitted. “I really was desperate.”

“I enjoy an honest submissive.” Lucifer took your fingers into his mouth.

Satan sat on the table and patted his lap. “Sit on my cock. I’m going to make you work for your next orgasm since you’re so eager to.” Lucifer sat in a chair and patted your ass encouraging you to go.

“And while you’re riding him. I’m going to tell you a few things.” Lucifer looked evil right now, but you didn’t have time to admire him especially as you sunk onto Satan’s weeping cock.

“You’re gonna hear what he says too. You’re gonna listen.” Satan leaned back onto the table and put his arms behind his head. “Now ride.”

You were exhausted but with how he was looking at you, you knew you could go for more. You moved roughly, slapping your ass down and panting.

Lucifer cleared his throat. “Mc, you’ve been a very good human tonight, even with all the overwhelming pleasure we’ve provided and the bit of pain from earlier.” You tried to listen and focus on the pleasure at the same time. “We’ve also learned of your demon kink or rather confirmed it. I hope you know that will be something for us to both enjoy, after all, a pathetic human is a beautiful sight for me.”

Satan kept his composure as you rode him, trying to keep himself under control.

“So, to satisfy me and Satan, I want you to beg for us, beg for these demons to make you cum. And don’t just say please. Beg earnestly. And don’t stop riding him.”

You heard his command loud and clear, with the oxytocin running wildly, you knew exactly how to beg. “I need you to make me cum. Fuck me with your demon cocks and fuck me hard, I wanna be a demon fucktoy. Fill me til I go dumb from it.” You hoped that was to Lucifer’s liking. Knowing him, he already had something planned for later for when you’re in private.

“You need it huh?” Lucifer was so ready to have you to himself. “Let me see you cum on his cock and then maybe I’ll take you up on it.”

Satan was enthralled with how your body moved on top of him to the point that he didn’t give two fucks what Lucifer was saying. Lucifer could be calling him garbage and all he could think about was the way you moaned and cried out as you fucked yourself on him.

“Satan, please let me cum.”

“Go ahead. Let me see how tight you can get.” He said and smacked your ass once more. “Then I’ll cum inside of you.” Satan was trembling with how hard he held back. He’s a gentleman, you get to cum first.

“Yes!” You shouted and ground your clit against him as you shook and if it weren’t for Satan holding you up, you would’ve fallen over. Satan was so ready to cum but he waited for you to calm down.

“Can I fuck into you?” He asked, begging silently you’d nod or anything.

“Yes.”

He didn’t hesitate, he instantly lifted your hips enough and used his core to fuck upwards. You weren’t overstimulated luckily, but it was enough to make you see stars. It only took a minute of thrusting before he cried out and released into you, adding to Belphie’s and Mammon’s cum. You thanked every Devildom doctor in your head for their contraceptives.

You pulled off of Satan and watched as he lifted up and kissed your shoulder. “I’ll see you in a little bit, love.”

And then there was the most depraved of them left. Lucifer instantly pinned you down to the table. “Color? I can still stop.”

“Green. Finish me.” You touched his hand on your shoulder.

“I won’t be gentle, I regret choosing to go last. I wish I could’ve had you all to myself for this fantasy. Though it’s been lost at this rate, the holiness wasn’t the appeal was it?” Lucifer raised himself so that both his knees were on the table. “It’s the corruption.” He was grinning and ready. He lifted your legs up and cast them over his shoulders. “It’s getting to really understand the feeling of have a demon ruin you. To see you overcome that shyness, the embarrassment. You wished for us to fuck all the innocence out of you.” Then he leaned down and raised your hips to balance on his thighs. “You wanted me to go last and I knew that’s what you needed.” And now you were in a perfect mating press. “You needed me to make sure you became the perfect demon fucktoy.” He chuckled a bit and slowly slid into you. “Those were your words. While I enjoy a demon’s toy, for you to demean yourself to be exclusively for a fuck, I see much more value in you. I understand what you meant, though, you wanted to be fucked like a toy. And that’s what I’ll do. And you’ll cum with me. So col—“

“Green.” He couldn’t even finish. There were no ifs, ands, or buts. “Finish me.”

Lucifer was rough. He fucked hard and fast, animalistically. You immediately started moaning, he had everything perfectly arranged. This whole fantasy wasn’t yours, it was his, all of theirs. To see you completely lose it. You were lost indeed.

“Good. That’s it. Keep moaning like that. Let me see you get fucked nice and dumb.” Lucifer’s wings wrapped around you both and only the occasional lightning outside provided any light. Each blast of white made his eyes glow as he stared down at you, fuck, Lucifer was gorgeous.

“Lucifer! Fuck! You feel so good!” You knew the others could hear especially how the table creaked under you and how Lucifer wasn’t afraid to grunt or moan either. Lucifer’s thrusts were wet and messy, especially as you felt how your arousal was running down your asscheeks. “Lucifer!”

“Mc! Tell me what you want.”

“Lucifer, I want you to make me cum, I need it please, just one more.” You tangled your hands in his hair, fingers tracing his horns. “I’m begging, please!! It’s all I need.”

“I love hearing that. When I tell you to cum, you’ll cum.” Lucifer kissed you. “You need to fight it. The harder you fight, the better the release will be.”

You didn’t respond, instead you cried out as you held back. His words didn’t make it any better, it only made it harder. “Please cum, Lucifer!”

Lucifer watched as you almost began to cry from the overwhelming pressure. “Just a little more. Beg me again.”

“Please! Cum inside me! I can’t take it anymore. I need it so so so bad!” You held onto him for dear life.

“Yes, Mc! Cum for me! I’m—ah—AH!” Lucifer came and you saw stars as you came for the 5th and final time of the night. You could pass out, to be honest. Especially after how Lucifer fucked the god out of you.

After Lucifer came, the illusion surrounding you faded with the candles, torches, and the extra old appearance. The door opened and Beel came in. Lucifer pulled off of you and used a rag Beel gave him to clean himself off. Following Beel came Asmo who immediately tended to the cum covering your stomach, pussy, and the table. Beel helped lift you and you wrapped around him. He carried you to the shower and sat you on the toilet.

Mammon entered with Belphie. “Big ass bathroom. Are you okay, Mc?” He asked, checking the temperature of the water. “Can you even stand to shower?” He looked at you, concern in his eyes. “Ya look wiped the fuck out.”

“I can stand.” You rose up and all three panicked like you were gonna fall even though you stood completely stable. “Thank you for the pampering. I can bathe on my own.” You giggled and hopped in, leaving the boys for the rest of the work.

Once you were cleaned and you attempted to wipe the cum out, instantly regretting letting 4 of them cum inside you, you exited the bathroom where Asmo awaited to help get you dressed. “You okay, hon? Just put on underwear and a shirt for now, I’ll try to alleviate the sting on your butt.”

Asmo massaged cream onto your ass while Mammon helped to lotion you up all over. “I’ve gotcha.” Mammon was almost as precise as Asmo. By the time they were done, Beel had returned to cradle you and bring you to your bedroom.

You were laid down and soon after, the rest of the brothers entered. Lucifer was the first to speak. “Was it too much at all?”

You shook your head. “Somewhat unexpected, but not too much.”

Asmo plopped down beside you and handed you a cupcake. “Here!”

“Water first.” Lucifer said sternly making Asmo pout. You laughed and took the bottle from Lucifer. “Oh… I was going to help you.” He said.

“It’s alright. Are all of you okay?” You asked.

“I was really worried they were gonna slap your ass off.” Beel said.

Mammon looked relieved. “When Asmo said 20 i about fell over!” You couldn’t help but laugh again.

Satan looked offended. “We aren’t that mean.”

“I was worried Mc was gonna tap out after I finished.” Levi said. “You looked exhausted.”

“Thought I looked hot?” You teased.

“Well! You did! But very tired too!” Levi sat beside you and laid on the bed. “But I’m fine I already feel better.”

“Have you decided who to cuddle with now that you’re done?” Belphie asked, not waiting for an answer and laying on top of you.

“I figured you’d all find a way to lay with me. Good thing it’s cold outside.” You said.

“So…” Mammon wondered aloud. “Guess we need to get a spot while we can.”

Lucifer had already moved between everyone and was right up against your side, making Levi, Belphie, and himself the closest demons to you. Everyone looked shocked at his eagerness. Satan looked pissed. But that’s besides the point. Everyone also looked exhausted and the second everyone went silent, you immediately closed your eyes and was out faster than you’ve ever fallen asleep. You couldn’t help but dream about Satan and Lucifer arguing about how to do the impact play part from when Satan was on the phone with Lucifer earlier today. You couldn’t wait to tell them about when you got up.

Note: Jesus ducking Christ don’t write orgies with plot when you have a job and are also a full time college student omfg oh fuckkkk anywho hope you enjoyed if you got this far. I love comments and strange reblog hashtags they make my day. Thank you for your patience again!!!!!!!!

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