Shit, it's almost 1AM, but this idea just crossed my mind and I kinda needed to write it.
Totally not held at gun point ⁽⁽ଘ( ˊヮˋ )ଓ⁾⁾
Artwork credit: @myt_s3
Scenario: The brothers' reaction to kabedons!
As you attempt to kabedon Lucifer, he raises an eyebrow, a hint of amusement playing on his lips.
"Oh, trying to assert your dominance now, are you?" he teases, his voice low and enticing.
Before you can react, he swiftly spins you around, pinning you against the wall with a gentle force. His gaze intensifies, his eyes filled with a mix of mischief and desire.
"But remember, I'm the one who always takes the lead," he whispers, his breath sending shivers down your spine.
In that moment, time seems to stand still as the air crackles with undeniable tension.
You make your move to kabedon Mammon, but he skillfully dodges with a playful smirk.
"Nice try, human, but you'll need more than that to catch me," he boasts, flexing his muscles.
Undeterred, you wrap your arms around his waist from behind, burying your face in his back. "You may be fast, Mammon, but you can't escape my affection!" you exclaim, your voice filled with playful determination.
He grumbles but can't hide the hint of a smile as he surrenders to your embrace, secretly enjoying the attention and the warmth of your touch.
As you move to kabedon Leviathan, his face turns a shade of red. "W-what are you doing?" he stammers, his voice a mix of nervousness and curiosity.
Instead of evading you, he tentatively leans in, his cheeks flushed. His hands hover uncertainly before hesitantly resting on your waist.
"I… I didn't expect this," he stammers, his voice filled with a mix of surprise and adoration. Slowly, a shy smile graces his lips, and you both sway gently, lost in the intimate moment.
Satan's eyes widen as you attempt to kabedon him, but he quickly catches your wrist, a mix of surprise and curiosity on his face.
"Well, well, what's gotten into you?" he asks, a playful glimmer in his eyes.
Instead of evading, he leans in closer, his lips hovering near your ear. "If you're trying to catch my attention, mission accomplished," he whispers, his voice tinged with a hint of seduction.
You feel your heart race as his touch sends electric sparks through your body. It may have started as a playful gesture, but the intensity of the moment leaves both of you craving more.
You move to kabedon Asmodeus, but he gracefully evades your grasp with a giggle, twirling around you.
"Oh, darling, you'll have to do better than that!" he exclaims, his voice filled with excitement.
Determined to win, you chase after him, playfully trying to capture his attention. Finally, you manage to corner him against a wall, your breath slightly uneven from the chase. With a mischievous smile, he leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your cheek.
"You're quite persistent, my love. I adore it," he purrs, his touch leaving a trail of warmth on your skin. The moment is filled with laughter and the promise of delightful mischief to come.
As you try to kabedon Beelzebub, he chuckles heartily, his eyes twinkling with amusement.
"You're brave, but you'll need more than that to overpower me," he playfully taunts, flexing his formidable muscles. Undeterred, you wrap your arms around his bicep, leaning into his strength.
"I may not be able to overpower you physically, Beel, but being close to you is enough for me," you say sincerely, your voice filled with affection. His laughter subsides, replaced by a soft smile as he gazes down at you.
He pulls you into a tight embrace, lifting you off your feet and holding you securely against him. You rest your head against his chest, feeling the comforting beat of his heart. "You're my greatest joy," he whispers, his voice filled with unwavering devotion.
You attempt to kabedon Belphegor, but he effortlessly dodges with a yawn, seemingly uninterested.
"You'll have to try harder than that to catch my attention, human," he remarks lazily, stretching his arms.
Determined not to be discouraged, you pout and playfully wrap your arms around his waist, leaning your head against his chest. "I don't need to try harder. I just need you to notice me," you say softly.
Belphegor's nonchalant facade cracks, revealing a faint smile. He drapes an arm around your shoulders, pulling you closer as he rests his head atop yours.
"Trust me, I notice you," he murmurs, his voice filled with warmth and a hint of vulnerability. The simple act of leaning against each other brings a sense of comfort and belonging.
~ 𓆩ᥫ᭡𓆪
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“and what if i said come talk steve to me 🤲”
i would say here i am! 😌 i love talking steve (especially with you) so i’m coming in hot! all that’s been on my mind today is how soft and sweet steve is?? i’m talking everything from making you dinner when you’ve been busy to doing little things for you to make you feel better…but i’m also talking steve begging you to let him make you feel good…maybe you’re all tense and in your head and he’s there, rubbing your thighs and whispering “let me make it go away, honey. come on, let me take care of you.” and also hot take but if you weren’t particularly enjoying a part of sex you know damn well he’s stopping to check in and see what you’d like better all “oh i’m so sorry, baby.” while he kisses your whole face, “didn’t like that, i know, i could tell honey. let’s try something else, yeah?”
anyway…sorry for this..steve and i love you, jay <33
autumn!!! oh thank heavens ur here and you've brought... soft and sweet steve? baby, you spoil me :)
we already know he basically invented boyfriendism, that's like, the most steve thing around— like brings you flowers to surprise you, will offer to swap plates if you don't like your food, will always always give you a kiss, even if he's a little bit mad at you, kind of boyfriend <3 and that 100% includes him wanting to make any of your bad days a little bit better, to take care of you :( especially if that includes getting his mouth between your thighs- it's a shower of affection, always, a dozen kisses on each thigh and never any teasing— just bright eyes drinking in every reaction, murmuring praise into your skin, "that's it, that's a good girl, you just let yourself feel good, hm?" his free hands just soothing up and down the outside of your thighs, thumb just swiping comfortingly on your hipbone as he builds you up to an orgasm and god nothing makes him more lovey-dovey than when you start mewling out his name, chest panting, and your hand searches out for his so you can hold it when you cum— steve is always waiting, always intertwines your fingers together and squeezes your hand, cooing as you fall apart beneath him, "oh, so pretty when you cum, sweetheart,"
your hot take is delicious and i raise you: steve sometimes notices before even you do— it'll just be like a new position you've never tried before and you can't figure out why you can't relax- it feels strangely too exposed and it takes about thirty seconds of it before steve is pausing, hands brushing your hair back as concern pinches his brows, "oh, don't like this one, huh? that's okay baby, me neither," and is readjusting you both before you even realise that he clocked you so fast and is already moving to make you comfortable <3 if it's something he does, a new way to fuck you with his fingers that's too different, the moment there's even an inkling of a wince or frown, steve's noticing it and switching it up, “oh i’m so sorry, baby.” while he kisses your whole face, thumb tracing over your cheekbone softly, “didn’t like that, i know, i could tell honey. let’s try something else, yeah?” and you don’t even get a moment to think about it because steve knows what you love, his thumb slipping up to rub your clit so perfectly that any thought just melts away as he works you perfectly <3
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