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Eye of the Tiger

Mammon/AFAB reader (you/your pronouns) 5.7k words

CW: NSFW, mating kink, overstimulation, squirting

Summary: Mammon borrows a headband from Levi as part of a costume to party with you up in the human realm, but things go awry when the headband is revealed to curse the user to be a kemonomimi for 12 hours.

Why did his luck always turn to shit when he was close to getting something great? It was supposed to be a fun night, just him and his human in the human world… partying it up all night long only to have them all to himself once the partying was done.

But instead…

“Check again,” he muttered under his breath, D.D.D. held close to his cheek while he paced. “There’s gotta be a way to fix me.”

“Dude.” Levi’s voice crackled through the speaker; inter-dimensional reception was always a bit spotty. “You asked me to look up how to dispel a curse. If you want me to figure out how to fix you that’s a whole other—"

“Shaddup you know what I meant!”

“I don’t think I like that attitude much. Maybe you should figure it out yourself.”

He tsked, catching a glimpse of himself reflected in the window. Still lookin’ sharp as always, but the little flutter atop his head was definitely not appreciated.

“You’re the one lendin’ me defective goods,” he snapped, “I thought otakus were supposed to take pride in gettin’ the good shit.”

Levi’s gasp crackled while he scowled at himself in the window.

“Oh excuse me? You’re lucky I even let you take anything when I caught you digging around my closet! Just for that I’m adding ten percent on top the finder’s fee for getting you out of this mess.”

“What?!” He glared at the screen. “Who’s the greedy one here? You or me?”

“Oh piss off.” Clattering computer keys accentuating his brother’s sass. “If I didn’t charge you for my assistance, I’d never get even a fraction of what you owe me back.”

“Ow, that hurts,” he said with a dramatic sigh, leaning against the window. “You’re my little brother, aren’t you supposed to wanna help me?”

Silence.

He checked the screen again to make sure the call didn’t drop, but the timer continued to tick away.

“… Levi?”

Nothing.

He clenched the D.D.D. tighter.

“Levi, if you hung up I swear I’m gonna—”

“ROFL did you really think that’d work? Your charms suck.”

“O-Oi!” He growled, “This ain’t funny! Quit actin' like me and tell me how to get them off already!” “Oh don’t think I’m trying to flatter you, I’m dead serious.”

A notification chirped in his ear and he swiped to check it.

“Authorize the transfer and I’ll tell you what I found.”

“6… 16,000 Grimm?! Are you crazy?!”

Levi’s laughter crackled again. “Well it’s either that or you’re on your own.”

He grit his teeth. “You tryin’ to extort me? You’re my little brother!”

“LOL as if you wouldn’t do the same if the roles were reversed.”

He opened his mouth to retort, but shut it instead.

“See? You can’t even lie and say you wouldn’t.”

“I never—”

The faint squeak of a turning faucet caught his attention, one of the ears atop his head tilting instinctively.

Dammit.

“So I take it you’re not interested then? If so I’ll be logging off. I have other things to take care of and you’re really eating into my grinding time to level up my latest gacha babes.”

It hurt.

It hurt so much.

16,000 Grimm…

He didn’t even know what to think of what Levi just said.

He couldn’t look.

Just…

He squeezed his eyes nearly shut and held the D.D.D. as far away from him as possible, holding his breath to type in the pin code and hit confirm. After a few seconds the confirmation chimed crystal clear and he felt himself die just a bit inside.

“Oh wow! You actually paid. LOL you must be desperate.” Ugh, he was not in the mood for this anymore. “Just tell me how to break the damn curse already!”

“Simple. You can’t.”

“What?! What do you mean I—” The faucet squeaked again and the gentle rain of the shower faded.

Dammit. Dammit. Dammit.

He turned to face the window again, tucking the D.D.D. close and lowering his voice in a harsh whisper.

“Listen, Levi. You better not be tellin’ me you just made me pay for nothin’ or so help me—“

“Oh come off it, you owe me way more than 16K. You should be thanking me for only taking that much!”

“You didn’t even tell me how to fix it!”

Levi laughed. “Because you can’t, there’s nothing to fix!”

“Nothing to- Levi I have a fucking tail!”

“So? So do I. Sometimes.”

“Levi!”

Another laugh. “Look, relax. It’s a feature for cosplay. The headband’ll reappear and you’ll be able to take it off when the curse is done.” “R… Really?” He hated how relieved he sounded, but if it was just a feature… “Oh,” he sighed, “Okay, I can work with that. How long does it last?”

“Um… let me check…”

Mammon leaned forward again, inspecting his reflection while Levi’s keyboard clacked away, and reached up to pinch one of the ears to give it a tug, wincing.

Functional and attached all right. These stupid things were as real as his own two ears.

“Oh you’re in luck! The effect only last twelve hours.” “Oh that’s not so- twelve hours?!”

“Mhm~ what’d you pick again? A tiger? Apparently some lesser demons can get a little too into character when they wear these… better be careful to not lose control and eat our human now.”

He scoffed, “Like some stupid little curse is gonna make me—“

“I’ll tell Lucifer just in case. It might be smart to come home until the curse wears off.”

Wait! No—

“Levi don’t you dare—“

Click.

“Well that phone call sounded intense.”

He whirled around, startled to see them— his human— standing just outside the bathroom door, dressed in nothing but a white hotel robe.

“Everything okay?” You asked, tilting your head a bit to finish towel drying your hair.

“H-How much did you hear?”

“Mm… something about a curse. I know you were talking to Levi…” You turned back and tossed the towel onto the bathroom counter. “Was it about the ears?”

He reached up to cover his head, smacking himself with his D.D.D. in the process.

Why’d you have to smile like that.

He averted his gaze, sulking. “That damn otaku gave me some defective costume. He said I’ll be stuck like this for the rest of the night.”

“Aw… that’s too bad,” you said with a grin. “The whole night?”

“Y…Yeah…” He muttered and looked away. If the headband didn’t reappear again by morning, Levi better make damn sure he wasn’t home.

Who was he kidding though?

He wouldn’t do anything.

Well.

Actually he could probably do something.

Maybe figure out whatever the latest stupid collectible he was eyeing and snap up the last one before it—

“Could I…”

Your gentle voice nearly startled him out of his skin and he yelped. “W-When’d you get so close?”

You blinked, looking up at him in confusion. “Mammon, you have two sets of ears now. How did you not hear me coming?”

“I-I wasn’t paying attention!” He protested and you laughed, oh how you laughed. Was your laugh always so… exhilarating? His tail swished excitedly. It made his heart feel all light and funny.

“You’re so cute, Mamms,” you murmured, eyes sparkling with affection. “Can I pet you?”

He was already bowing his head, “Sure, anything you—“

Wait a minute.

He stood up straighter. “Wait- no! I ain’t some house cat!”

You giggled and reached up, wiggling your fingers, “Aw c’mon, please? You’ve let me before why can’t I now?”

He caught your wrists, about to tell you no again, but… the warmth of your skin…

Lesser demons can get a little… too into character.

But that didn’t mean him, right? He wasn’t some lesser demon, he was the Great Mammon, Avatar of Greed. One of the seven rulers of the Devildom. Surely he could resist some stupid little curse like this; he’d survived worse more times than he could count.

Even if…

“…Mammon?” You tilted your head, wrists relaxing in his grip. Always so trusting… so comfortable in his presence…

And your soul looked…

So…

“Mammon? Are you okay?”

He let go and stepped back, covering his mouth.

Better be careful to not lose control and eat our human now.

He inhaled deeply, your scent so light and intoxicating when he breathed in. Had it always been so… alluring? When had it become so… tempting? It was almost like the first time he saw your soul… that sparkle that drew him in like the brightest of gems. He’d never… thought he’d have trouble resisting your pull, but right now…

“Mammon?”

A gentle touch on his arm sparked a reaction, and he’d only realized what happened by the sound of your startled gasp, only to find you beneath him on the bed, robe askew and eyes gazing up at him in surprise.

“I-I—” He sat up on his knees with his hands up. “I didn’t mean to do that.”

Surprise became temptation captured in your smile, eyes sparkling with desire. “Isn’t that part of why we’re here?” You shifted on the bed, letting the robe open further to expose more of your chest, one of your legs lifting to caress his inner thigh. “It is just us here~”

Heat rushed to his face. “I-I want too, but…” He glanced away again, swallowing thickly. “I’m not sure if I… the curse might make me…” He couldn’t even say it, his tail curling around his legs while his ears tucked in his hair.

This sucked.

He was gonna borrow money from Levi twice as hard now to make up for this! After he’d worked his ass off for a month to get Lucifer to approve this private trip up and save up enough to pay for it all, now he had to spend the night as some stupid cat?!

You sat up, question soft. “Is it the curse?”

He glanced at you, then looked away again without a word, only a nod.

“Do you feel sick?”

“…No.”

“Oh, well that’s good.” Your sincerity made his heart flutter, but when he turned to look at you again it clenched.

You’d scooted further back up the bed, robe falling off your shoulder while you stretched to grab the remote.

“Why don’t we watch a movie instead?”

Your offer was so nonchalant and calm, it snapped him back to reality if only a little more. “Y-Yeah, sure…” he said, starting to crawl into bed, but you held up a hand to stop him with a laugh.

“Mammon, you’ve still got your shoes on. Why not get comfy first?”

“Oh, right…” He turned his back to you and sat down on the edge, face heating further.

This was going to be a long night.

“Did you want to shower before bed?” you asked while he leaned down to take off his shoes.

“Nah,” he sat up again and tossed his gloves on the floor, then shrugged off his vest. “I’ll just shower in the morning. I don’t wanna…” he trailed off, and you tugged his tail.

“Don’t wanna get your fur wet?”

“Hey!” He turned to retaliate, but fuck why did you have to look so tasty? He looked away again, stripping down to his boxers while your giggles tickled at his back.

Whatever.

He could do this. It wasn’t like this was the first time he’d been tempted by you before.

He climbed into bed and leaned back into the pile of pillows next to you, the plushness helping him relax. Yeah… Yeah just another comfy movie night, no biggie. Just him and you, no one else to barge in or try and get in the way. He could still salvage some of—

“Wh-What’re you doing?” He asked, tensing when you crawled over his legs and sat yourself between them, then scooted back and laid against his chest.

“Mm…” You nestled closer, tilting your head back to look up at him. “I thought this would be more comfy. Is this okay?”

Heat rushed to his face and much much lower.

“S-Sure—” he breathed, clenching his fists at his sides. “But ah… you should know the curse might make me…”

You shifted a bit, stealing a shaky breath from his lips.

“Don’t do that.”

“Why? Did I hurt you?”

“No, but you might make me wanna—” He bit his lip and tilted his head back, groaning under his breath when you snuggled closer.

“Mm… you’re always so cozy, Mammon.” You cooed, reaching out to rest your hands on his thighs, tracing your fingertips in light, nonsensical trails. “So… warm~”

“Y-Yeah….” He swallowed, feeling… trapped. His tail skittered against the bed, thumping in an effort to exercise his need.

“Does the curse make you want to hurt me?” you asked, touches gliding higher along his outer thighs.

“No…”

He could hear the smile in your voice, smell the scent of your skin usually so faint but now it clouded all other sense.

“You wanna eat me?”

His fists clutched the sheets.

“No.”

“Mm…” You shifted a bit, purposely backing your ass up against his groin. “You sure?”

He swallowed again.

“No…”

You laughed and leaned back, ceasing your touches. “Damn… that’s too bad.”

“Y…yeah…” he breathed out, stealing a glance down at you. Even without the glow of the TV screen he could make out your figure perfectly, settled comfortably between his thighs. Your eyes were bright, nothing but happiness sparkling in your soul.

Ugh.

You shifted again, just a little, making yourself comfortable with your head resting on his chest. He wasn’t familiar with any of the shows you were flipping through, but he was trying to pay attention to what flickered on screen. It wasn’t fair. Your body was so… warm… so… soft… he just wanted…

“Mammon?”

He froze, realizing he’d been nuzzling just above your ear, and breathed out a low laugh. “Y-Yeah?”

“Are you… hungry?”

“What? For like… room service? You wanna order something?”

You laughed softly and placed your hands on his thighs. “Maybe in a bit… I don’t want someone… interrupting us.”

He swallowed, tensing when your palms drifted higher. “I-Interruptin’ what?”

You tilted your head back with a small pout. “You know I can feel it, right?”

Heat rushed to his face and he looked away, your laugh only making him feel even hotter.

“Why’re you acting so shy? It’s just me~”

He tucked his ears back and clutched at the sheets. “Be… Because I want you…”

“You have me~”

“Y-Yeah but—”

You reached over to touch his hand, “Mammon, relax. You’re going to rip the sheets.”

“I… sorry,” He loosened his grip and bowed his head, breathing in your scent. “I’m… not… I won’t… eat ya…”

“I know,” you hummed, lacing your fingers with his. “Even with fangs and claws, you’re as gentle as a kitten aren’t you?”

He growled, tail swishing on the bed when you laughed again.

“Do you think you’ll lose control?”

He winced, feeling the question sting in his chest.

“N…No…”

“You sure?” You teased, lifting up his hand and holding it between both of yours. With the curse his nails had sharpened slightly, not enough to be considered claws, but if he wasn’t careful he could easily hurt you. You slouched and lifted his hand up, tracing your thumb along the edges of one nail, feeling its razor-sharp point. “Does the curse make you… want to?”

He shook his head and tried to snatch his hand back, but you held it firm.

“Your nails are so sharp…” you chuckled, “too bad there’s no clippers in the bathroom, huh?”

“Y-Yeah…”

You leaned to the side and glanced back at him with a coy grin. “You wanna have a little fun?”

He sucked in a breath. “I- we can’t tonight, I--”

Your grin turned mischievous, and you placed his hand on your chest. “Just don’t squeeze too hard~”

His chest felt tight as flutters stirred below, the softness of your breast so—

“I-I can’t,” he whispered, wanting to let go but your pleased sigh kept him still. “I could hurt ya…”

“You could always do that,” you mused, closing your eyes and reaching your arms up to wrap around his neck.

“Yeah, but—” He squeezed, nails pricking your skin and stealing a soft moan from your lips. Don’t do that. “I-It’s different! Tonight I might actually do it!”

You chuckled and ran your fingers through his hair, feeling for his new ears and rubbing them with your thumbs. “I don’t know if you could… even if you wanted to.”

“I don’t want to!” He insisted, tail fluttering as he wrapped his arm around your waist, holding you closer. “That’s the problem!”

“Is it?” Your breathing changed and you rubbed your thighs together, moaning softly while his heart pounded at your back.

Don’t do that.

Your scent was changing… becoming… heavier…

He tipped his head down again, brushing his bottom lip against the curve of your ear.

“Please…”

You giggled softly, letting one arm fall to rest over his. “See? You still say please~ doesn’t sound like it’s a problem to me.”

He groaned quietly, nipping your ear while kneading your chest until he felt your nipple begin to firm under his palm. Careful. Had to be careful. If he squeezed too hard he could cut you…had to be—

“Ah~ Mammon,” you breathed out happily, subtly pushing his other hand lower as you spread your legs. “Touch me more~”

“D… don’t do that,” he whined, closing his eyes and nuzzling closer. Every whimper, every shift in his lap, every waft of your scent tickling his nose was making him—

Your hand touched his, guiding his fingers down lower to touch wet.

“Won’t you help me?” you whispered, using his fingers to stroke yourself. “Just a little?”

He swallowed thickly, body tensing and fingers splaying out. “I… can’t…”

“Please, Mammon?” you whined, reaching a finger down between his to touch yourself, letting him feel the strokes as you pushed further in. “It’s so much better when you do it.”

He growled, tail swishing again while he felt you fuck yourself between his fingers. No. He couldn’t. No matter how much he wanted it. No matter how good you felt against him. No matter how good you smelled. How good it’d feel. How soft and warm you felt pressed up against him… your little tremors rubbing your backside against his—

“Wh- Mamm—”

You squealed in surprise at the sudden flip, but he didn’t give you much time to adjust. He grabbed your hips and pulled them up flush against his pelvis while his chest held you down.

“Ya gotta stop…” he whispered, his face pressed into the pillows beside yours. “I… I can’t…” He rubbed himself against the soft, wanting more.

“Oh… Mammon…” you breathed, reaching between your legs and feeling for him, palming his balls. “Yes you can…”

Don’t do that.

He bit his lip, groaning under his breath while he rubbed himself against your ass. It wasn’t much… wasn’t enough. He needed more.

“I could hurt ya…”

“You won’t~” you whispered back, giving his balls a gentle squeeze and making him groan. “I know you won’t.”

“G-Give me an order,” he said, “Make me stay back. Sleep on the couch, I dunno.”

“Is that what you want?” Your thumb stroked his sack and he loathed the cloth that dulled the sensation.

No.

He clenched his fists, tail swishing side to side while he humped into your palm.

“Tell me what you want, Mammon,” you whispered and he almost laughed. If this had been any other moment, it would’ve been the easiest request you could ever give him. But right now?

You rolled your hips back, using your ass to stroke his cock and shattering what little resolve he still clung to.

“If you really don’t want to… I can order you… but you have to tell me it’s what you want,” you said softly, “because… I want…”

Another roll and he—

You squeaked when he pressed his pelvis flush, knocked you into the pillows.

“I want you,” he murmured huskily, brushing his lips across the back of your neck. “I need you.”

“You can have me whenever you want me,” you whispered, pressing back against him, your slick beginning to soak through his boxers. “I’m always ready for you~”

He cursed under his breath, feeling you blindly attempting to pull him out. “I want ya so bad…”

You withdrew your hand, tucking your arms under your chest and letting your hips sway side to side to tease him. “I want you too, Mammon~ won’t you please give it to me?”

“Fuck.” It took everything in him to lift himself up on his knees, and everything more not to pounce again once he caught sight of your cunt spread before him, glistening with arousal. “Why’re you so wet already?”

You laughed, swaying your hips again. “What can I say? I’m needy.”

Needy…

Okay.

He could work with that.

He closed his eyes and breathed out slowly. If he could just take care of you, you’d be satisfied enough to fall asleep and then he could try and find some way to calm down. Yeah.

Yeah that made sense.

He tapped his nails together.

Except he couldn’t…

Well, he could…

“Okay, hold on,” he murmured, lowering himself down to the bed and ducking his head between your thighs. Your surprise made him smile, and he laid on his back, looping an arm around your leg. “C’mere.”

“Oh hell yeah,” you whispered, spreading your legs and lowering yourself down. “You’re such a good boy.”

He chuckled, lifting his head to kiss you the moment you were within reach and moaning as the scent overloaded his brain. More. His tongue glided up your slit, making your thighs clench around his head.

“Fuck,” you hissed, sitting up and rolling over his tongue. “Good boy.”

You’re damn right he was.

He let his eyes close, savoring the soft velvet feel on his tongue while he looped his arms around your legs, holding you steady. Soon your fingers found purchase in his hair, keeping him close. He moaned shamelessly when your ruts smothered him, making it hard to breathe… to think…

Only want…

“M-Mammon—” you stuttered, thighs tensing when his tongue circled over your entrance, taunting you with more. “Mammon, please—”

He let out a purr, resonating low in his chest, soothing his mate to let you know he’d heard. His tongue pushed inside and you let out a needy whimper, sinking your hips lower as if you could make him penetrate even deeper.

“Good boy,” you breathed, touching your clit and reaching up to squeeze your chest. “Don’t stop—”

He let his eyes open, gaze hazy and lustful. Your face was flush, fingers greedily massaging your clit while you gazed down at him, fucking yourself on his tongue.

“Don’t stop,” you whispered again, pinching your nipple and gasping under your breath. “Please… I’m close…”

He purred again and closed his eyes, tilting his chin up to lick up your slit and latch over your clit, suckling himself around you, fingers and all. You squealed and squeezed his head so hard it might’ve been deafening if it weren’t for the ears sitting atop his head.

“O-Oh, fuck, Mammon—” you keened, clutching his hair tight while your hips rut of their own accord. “Please-” you panted, “Please-please-ple—”

He moaned with you, feeling the twitch of your thighs tensing when a small wave of pleasure rocked through your core, satisfaction rising in his soul. That’s it… no one could make his mate feel this way~

“Oh… Mammon,” you breathed out, leaning forward to rest against the headboard. “That was— whoa!”

He tossed you aside as he sat up, licking his lips while you fumbled about. “You keep callin’ me a ‘good boy’,” he growled, stripping off his boxers and reaching for your legs before you could get too far away. “How many times do I gotta tell ya I ain’t a dog?”

Your eyes went straight to his cock, a soft gasp escaping your throat when he spread your legs. “Oh fuck…”

“Yeah,” he smirked, hooking your legs up around his hips while his tail swished smugly behind him. “Oh fuck.”

“M-Mammon, wait just a sec— you’re—”

He whisked you closer, pressing his cock into your heat with a low growl. “If you want me off, you’ll have to order me.”

You gasped again, reaching down to touch his lower abdomen. “N-No! I don’t— Just—fuck-!” Your last words came out in more of a moan, the thickness of his cock against your slit making you realize just what sort of predicament you were in.

“Ju…just go… slow…” you whispered, looking up at him with flushed cheeks. “Please?”

He tilted his head slightly, feigning consideration to tease you while he rolled his hips back, letting the head catch at your entrance.

“Go slow?” he repeated, sinking his hips down and watching as your lips parted in a silent cry. “But didn’t you say you were… needy?”

“O-Oh shit—” you whined, reaching for his wrists and clinging tight. “M-Mammon you’re— it’s too—”

Lust gripped his soul when your nails bit into his skin.

“You can take it,” he purred, leaning forward and pushing further in, watching your eyes roll back with a silent keen. “I know ya can.”

“M-Mammonnn…”

Your pathetic whines were always so precious; poor human struggling to take his cock~ He stopped himself, resting a hand on the bed and waiting for your breathing to steady before sinking further in, making your back arch and breath stilt yet again.

“You’re so tense… you gotta relax for me, treasure.”

“I’m trying,” you whined around a moan, shivers rolling through your body. “You’re so big.”

He laughed under his breath and eased his hips back, leaving just the tip inside. “Fine… I’ll let ya have a little break.”

Your grip tensed briefly, then relaxed off his arms, little indents left on his skin. “Good… good boy…” you whispered, and he chuckled again.

“You like praisin’ me, don’t ya?”

You breathed in deep, arms laying across your stomach as you gazed up at him with desire.

“Good boys… should be praised…”

His eyes lidded and he leaned forward on his hands, tail swishing side to side.

“You kept teasing me.”

Your hand reached up to clutch your breast, his hips sinking just a breath.

“Y…Yeah…”

“That ain’t nice you know,” he said, smiling more when your head tilted back. “You know what you do to me.”

“I know…” you breathed, gazing up at him with want. “… More…”

He pushed in further until your breathing hitched and your hands clung to him, tensing beneath him.

“You gotta relax, treasure~”

“I know,” you whined, hooking one of your legs around his hip. “Just… go slow…”

Still wanting more already?

“You’re greedy,” he murmured, pulling back only to rock back in, shallowly using his cock to stretch you while you whined beneath him.

“Needy,” you pouted, groaning when a soft clench squeezed around him. “Mmm-Mammon…”

“Needy,” he repeated, working you in gentle thrusts, your cunt so tight he could only fit himself halfway in. “Is that why you mess with me?”

You whined again and clung to his arm, lifting your hips to give him a better angle - or maybe it was more for yourself with the way you whimpered for him.

“It ain’t fair ya know,” he murmured, rocking faster when your walls became slick, tremors fluttering around his cock. “I didn’t wanna… risk losin’ control…”

“M-Mammon…” You breathed out, keening low as a soft ripple of pleasure radiated from within your core, making you even wetter.

He leaned forward, pushing himself in deeper and watching your eyes roll, nails biting his arms.

“I can’t even take my time to do all the things I wanna do to ya…” he whispered, grinning as you wordlessly tried to say his name. “Look at what ya do to me~”

“M-Mm-amm--”

He thrust in full, groaning under his breath when the shock made you tense around him again, your whines music to his ears while you squirmed.

“Too… too… big…”

“Well if you would’ve waited till the curse was over I could’ve taken my time,” he said, easing his hips back only to thrust in full again, making you whine so deliciously~

“Hhhhii—”

Again.

You moaned when he sank in, clinging to his arms desperately.

“I can’t even use my hands,” he said, digging his nails into the sheets while his balls slapped against your ass. “Y’know how much it drives me crazy waiting for you to be ready for me?”

Your eyes were hazy, gazing up at him with a lustful glow.

“Fuck… me…”

His heart soared at that… your face so…

“What do you think I’m doing?” he asked, starting to thrust himself in deeper, steady strokes. Your fingers pinched his arms again, legs moving up to wrap around his hips.

“Was I goin’ too slow for you?”

Your brows furrowed, breath held in your throat.

“You asked me to, y’know~”

“M-Mamm-nn~”

“You can pinch me all you want~ but I’m still gonna make you cum.”

“M-Mah-fuh-mnn—”

Your walls began to quiver again, deeper this time with his full length thrusting inside. Ugh, your cunt was getting so wet. He closed his eyes and focused on that feeling, where it was contracting, squeezing…

“M-Mamm—!”

His name left your lips in a sharp keen, body clinging to him as you clenched tight around him, smearing his balls with your cum while he thrust in deep to give you something to really squeeze.

“That’s it…” he purred low in his throat, reveling in just how much tighter you could be when you came. “That’s what I was lookin’ for~”

“I… I….” You breathed out, unable to think or say anything more.

He slowly drew his hips back, reveling in the way you whimpered and squirmed again.

“N-No- don’t… mhhh…”

“What? Don’t move?” He thrust in, shivering as your cunt tensed in response. “After I warmed you up so nice?”

Your eyes drifted up to his, a hand rising up to touch your lips.

“Mam… Mammon…”

“You wanted me to fuck you, didn’t ya?” he purred, leaning more of his weight on his hands. “Show ya just how much I want ya?”

“Please…” you whispered, closing your eyes.

“That’s my treasure,” he whispered back, leaning down to kiss your forehead. “You’re my treasure.”

You groaned, hands flying to his arms again to cling when he started to move, already so tense and stimulated. He hadn’t even made you cum as hard as he wanted yet, poor thing~ he needed more from you.

“M-Mammon…” you stuttered out a low whine, only goading him on with your desperate keens. It didn’t take long for your walls to begin closing in again, tremors rippling down his length with every stroke.

And it was so wet.

“M-Mammon—”

“There ya go,” he whispered, thrusting faster. “You’re doin’ so good.”

“Mammon, please—”

He groaned under his breath, fucking into the wet heat with his own desire. Your whimpers, your pleas, your desperate graspings only added fuel to his fire.

“M-Mamm- I can’t,” you cried, “I’m gonna—”

He growled, clutching the sheets tight.

“M-Mammonn-!!”

You cried out in a broken sob, cumming hard on his cock. A possessive sense of pride swelled in his soul as your cunt squirted and squeezed, clamping around him so tight.

“There ya go,” he moaned, dropping onto his elbows and letting his pelvis slap with deep thrusts, your whimpers music to his ears.

“Mam- I can’t—” you panted, clutching at him. “I cah--”

Your walls quaked, threatening to collapse again.

“There ya go,” he growled, chasing that feeling and letting the pressure rise. Just a little more…

“M-Mamm—” you keened a desperate breath, eyes rolling back.

He moaned, feeling so close but he needed just a little more.

“M-Mah—” you panted, hands weakly clinging to him as other wave rolled through, legs shaking as tears formed in the corners of your eyes.

“Fuck,” he groaned, the tight just what he needed to—

“Khck—” you keened, squeezing around him while he came hot inside, a thick throbbing roll emptying his load deep within your core.

Relief flooded his head, making thoughts light and dizzy. He moaned, nuzzling you lovingly while another pulse made your oversensitive walls twitch.

“That’s my treasure,” he murmured, a low purr resonating in his chest. Finally satisfied. “You did so good~”

Sweat clung to your brow, your chest heaving in deep breaths beneath him.

He chuckled, leaning in to nip at your ear. “You okay?”

“Hh… hold me…” you managed, arms loosely finding their way around his neck.

He smiled and slid his arms under your shoulders, nuzzling closer.

“Gladly~”

He laid with you until your heart no longer raced in your chest, and your breathing eventually slowed. Until your embrace became more, and you began to stroke his hair. He stayed with you nestled beneath him, blissed out and full of his scent, his cum.

He laid with you…

“Mm… Mammon?”

He lifted his head, gazing down at you with a slight tilt. “What is it?”

You smiled dazedly and cupped his cheek, drawing him in for a kiss.

“Love you~”

He felt himself start to blush, the curse’s effects still making him feel…

“Love you too,” he whispered, kissing you again. “But ah, careful with that. Don’t get me too excited.”

You laughed breathlessly. “Oh don’t tell me you could go again.”

He smirked, “I might~”

“Ugh, please no I’ll die.”

He laughed, nuzzling his nose to yours.

“No more tonight, promise.”

“Good,” you mumbled, hugging around his neck. “M’tired.”

“Wh… well you can’t sleep now, we gotta clean up.”

“Mm… in a minute…”

“But you’re… we’re all…”

You nuzzled into his neck, breath so soft and light.

“Later… ‘sides I… kinda like it…”

His face burned even hotter, and his tail swished side to side.

“Dammit…” he cursed, making you giggle. “Why you always gotta say what I wanna hear?”

“‘Cause I’m your treasure~” you teased, nuzzling yourself closer still. “Take care of me.”

He swallowed his skipping heart, suddenly finding it harder to resist wanting more.

“I promise,” he murmured, turning in to kiss your temple. “For as long as you’ll have me.”

“Does forever count?”

He chuckled fondly and closed his eyes, curling himself around you.

“Yeah, forever counts.”

#obey me smut #reader insert #obey me mammon #obey me shall we date #obeymeshallwedate #gender neutral reader #Started as something I wrote around Halloween then tried to finish sometime later then forgot about and decided to revive it #pretty much just a scenario to indulge in a mating kink with Mammon but the guy's got such self control it's hard to get him to lose it

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2smolbeans · 3 months

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Yandere Obey Me Human World Au Writing Event! (Insert Your Mc!)

Summary:

Lurking around and thriving on earth as the seven deadly sins, the seven brothers often find themselves walking amongst the earth to explore and terrorize any humans that they find. While they spent their time on earth, they happened to find themselves sprialing into an obession for a particular human that caught their eye..Determined to get what they want, the avatar of the deadly sin is eager to manipulate, kill, and destroy anything in their path in order to have their precious darling.

The question is.. How will this darling handle this situation? Will they try to fight the inevitable? Accept their fate? Or perhaps escape their intense love?

The choice is yours.

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Disclaimer: This is free to use as long as you tag or credit me! @2smolbeans

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Rules:

There is no deadline for this event!

Please state that NO MINORS are allowed to interact with this post.

The story in the beginning must take place in the human world. Otherwise, as the story progresses, you can change the world building to whatever you want.

You can have as many demons as you want pinning for your Mc! (Ex. Leviathan x Mammon x Your Mc!).

No demoncest allowed.

You can add more than one or two Mcs if you have any!

Smut or Nsfw elements are optional to write.

Any writing format such as a headcanon post, jot notes, or even a scene is acceptable! However you want to express your thoughts - do it!

The oneshot/chapters can be as long as you want.

If you are going into triggering, dark, or dead dove do not eat territory, ADD WARNINGS.

With the tags already given below in each section, they are optional to follow! They are put there to just help or give ideas of how you want your story to progress.

You can shape or finish the story however you want to. Just make sure it makes sense given your backstory.

You aren't allowed to change the complete backstory of your chosen demon. However, you can add small details and change little bits of it. (Ex. The story takes place in the 50s, Mc isn't human, Mc is already in a relationship)

Side characters such as: (Simeon, Solomon, Thirteen, Mephistopheles, and Raphael) are allowed to be mentioned or paired with Mc!

If you have any questions regarding this masterlist, message me or put in an anon ask!

Don't forget to tag and credit me! I would love to see what you guys come up with!

And of course, have fun!

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Lucifer:

You are finally getting a start in your career. Everything is going smoothly, and you are gradually gaining popularity! But there's a rumor that's ruining your reputation and threatening everything.. Desperate, you call out to a demon through an ancient blood ritual. At first, it doesn't work, and feeling humilated at your stupid attempt - you prepare to clean up and go home. But with the room turning black and a hand touching your shoulder- Lucifer Morningstar himself looks at you with a soft smile and offers his hand for whatever deal you want to make. You say your terms, and he says his. Shaking his hand, the deal is sealed, and you find yourself soul bonded to him through a ring that is secured on your left ring finger. His low voice filled the air as he carressed your face, the sweet blind danger now trapping your fate. You unknowingly tried to escape in a previous life..

"My love, my beloved spouse, it's so good to see you again..I'm so glad you finally called out to me again."

"I mean how could you not? You are mine forever..You don't remember me do you? That's okay, I forgive you, time is in our hands."

"Now, I'll take care of whatever pests are bothering you - and I'll take you home where you belong. Now, now, don't struggle."

"You don't want me to do something you won't like."

Tags: Mc was with Lucifer in a previous life, blackmail, implied physical abuse, Mc thought they summoned a lower demon and not Lucifer himself, it's up to you if your Mc figures out what happened to them in their previous life, sadism, mind reading, forced marriage.

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Mammon:

Ever since the break up with your boyfriend, you've been an complete utter mess. You'll get over this, you thought, time heals. But as days turn to months, you were fed up with the constant pain that came from missing your now ex boyfriend. So fed up and looking for a quick solution to get over him, you decided to do the one thing you never thought you would've done...

Clubbing.

Every night you went, expecting to just wash away your feelings with alcohol and strangers. Though one day, it all changed when you had bumped into a particular white-haired male. He looked like your typical fuck boy with the obnoxious amount of jewelry adorned on his body and the open V neck shirt that exposed his chest. But to your surpirse, he was shockingly sweet when he saw right through your grief through that happy mask of yours.

One thing led to the next, you hugged him with tears in your eyes, thanking him for listening to your problems. From then on, something just clicked inside him. It felt good.. It felt eletricifying buying you things you enjoyed, giving his precious time and money, feeling rewarded every time you smiled. You made him go against his very nature, his very sin, his greed. Fuck you made the avatar of greed enjoy being charitable!

He needed to know more about you, he wanted more of you.. And more of you he got..

"I don't understand what type of idiot would just easily let ya go... If I were him, I'd make sure you'd never leave my sight, EVER."

"Seriously, what a dumb nuts. He's probably so fucking stupid that he'd probably kill himself out of stupidity. Man, wouldn't that be a total shame.."

"Hey..If you knew something terrible about me, you'd still stick by me, right? You said you'd stick by me no matter what. That wasn't a lie, right? You need me.. right?"

Tags: stalking, strangers to bestfriends, heartache, Mc has no idea Mammon is THE Mammon, manipulation, gaslighting, Mammon exploits Mc's grief as a way to 'win' their heart, exploitation of Mc's insecurities.

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Leviathan:

You hated every fiber of their being. They were so insufferable in every possible way that you fummed in anger whenever they were mentioned to you in any way. So how come they got everything without any effort, while you had to struggle your way to earn what you needed? It wasn't fair. Why did they have to be in your life? Every day, you chewed at your fingertips, annoyed and enraged with them dancing in your mind. Why did everyone like them? Why did you hate them? Why were they so insufferable? Why couldn't they just suffer the same way you were? Full of resentment and shame, you stalked and scrolled mindlessly through their social media, not knowing a particular someone had been watching you for a good while..

"What makes you think you could run away from me? Every part of me is ingraved inside of you. So just please stop being difficult.. I can be better than the fucking shit you obsess over."

"Why do I even bother with you anyway? I could've been better off with someone else, but for some reason, it had to be you."

"Don't you realise how special that is?! Out of all the beings I could've been with, I want you! I love you..Why can't you love me as much as you hate them?"

"Things were so good when you didn't know..Ugh, why did I think it was a good idea to show you what I really was..."

"Why can't you look at me? Look at me. I SAID LOOK AT ME."

Tags: the thing mc wants could be either a lover, object, or dream career- it's up to you, Jealousy, demon contract, Leviathan is a two faced snake in this prompt, stalking, guilt tripping, murder, forced relationship, violenece, eventual kidnapping, Leviathan is a pathetic but terrifying yandere who is easily enraged.

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Satan:

Wake up, get dressed, take the subway, sit in that awful chair for hours, go home, sleep, repeat. Every day seemed like a ticking time bomb. You wanted something more in life. You wanted more than to just repeat the same cycle of something meaningless. The littlest of things had always annoyed you whenever you forced yourself to go through the day. You hated how people tsked and laughed at the most mundane things, you despised the way your ugly uniform uncomfortably rubbed against your body, you would bite the inside of your mouth until it bled at the thought of having to sit in a room with those god awful people whenever there was a group project.

But you still maintained a smile.

There always seemed to be a knawing pain that clawed at your chest. You didn't know how to describe it, but it was there. Everyday that boiling pot of water inside you would brew and steam inside of you, and eventually you had snapped.

With bloodied hands and a smile on your face, you had finally found an outlet for your anger. If it wasn't for that tempting voice inside your head, you wouldn't have known of what to do! But thankfully with this newfound pleasure, you had found a way to enjoy your life throughout the annoyances.

But things don't last forever. In the corner of your eye during one of your "cleanups", you swore you saw a familiar blonde co-worker spy on you.

"What's wrong, hmn? Scared? But I thought you liked me? Have you been lying to me this whole time?"

"Let's make a deal. You do what I say, and I won't say a word about the people you've.."ranted" to. In return, you do everything I say."

"So please stop crying over nothing..Or else I'll give you something to cry about."

Tags: Mc is a murderer, Satan has been disguising himself as a human, blackmail, transactional relationship, coerced violence, and mental manipulation.

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Asmodeus:

You were going through college having the time of your life. Parties, men and women flocking to you, drinking, and just overall making new friends! Sure you had classes to catch up on, and sure you could be more careful handling the feelings of the people you've misled..But you were living your life! If they got so bumhurt because of you, then that was their fault for expecting more from you!

Though eventually, all the clubbing and partying got to the best of your grades, so you seeked out a tutor to help you out. Unexpectingly, the tutor you would found just so happened to be someone exactly just like you. He was someone well put together, someone who was the loud and cheerful, someone who knew how to get underneath people's skin. When it came to partying and seeking out that 'high', you and him were completely in sync with each other.

You kindled a friendship with him while he brewed a different type of bond in his mind..

"You're just as terrible as me darling, so don't act like you're all innocent and gentle. Come on.. Let's be horrible together, forever! It's not like you had a choice anyway."

"Come on! Don't force me to do something you wouldn't like darling."

"I always get what I want, so stop resisting, or else I'll chop those pretty fingers off, understand? Good job~"

Tags: Kidnapping, narcasism, both Mc and Asmodeus are terrible people, drugging, forced alchohol consumption, love bombing, black mailing, forced relationship.

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Beelzebub:

Working at a local bakery is calming and relaxing. Oftentimes, when work was over, you would secretly take whatever left overs where supposed to be thrown out for yourself to take home. One day, as you were preparing to shut down the shop, you saw a familiar ginger customer on his knees in distress. He was alone, disheveled, and on the floor in that alleyway. Pulling out your phone to zoom in onto the site so that you didn't have to walk in that alleyway (He was a big man afterall), you fought the urge to scream as he turned to reveal blood covered all over his mouth. Trying to record the sight to use as evidence for the authorities, you were horrified to see your phone spazzing out and glitching whenever you pointed the camera in his direction.

Mortified as you realised that the man on all fours was devouring someone beyond recognition, you ran as fast as you can- not realising Beelzebub already knew who you were and when you saw him. The next day, when you opened the shop, you were paranoid of seeing him again..It was fine at first since he seemed to dissapear for a while.

But to your misfortune, little by little, you would see him lurking around the shop and your lovely home. Eventually, one day, as you thought his stalking wouldn't get worse, the ginger haired male decided to order something from your shop! After all, he was always a regular. Taking his order as you shuddered at every word that came out of his mouth, his frame towered over you, and seeing you face to face up so close- he flashed a smile that exposed the gnarly fangs that were once covered in human flesh and blood.

"You saw me, didn't you?"

"Why haven't you done anything? Are you scared of me? You're like a small chimpmunk..So cute"

"I can smell every part of you..And you're just filled with fear..Aren't you just sweet?"

"I won't hurt you, so please don't be afraid of me. But you know what I am, so I'm afraid I can't leave you alone"

"I'll see you later, my adorable snack sized human"

Tags: Beel eats humans, stalking, murder, blackmail (Beel threatens to eat your loved ones if you don't do what he wants), possessive behavior, entitlemented from Beel, threatening.

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Belphegor:

Every day, you could barely keep yourself steady. Your brain was always foggy, room always a mess, and just overall, you could be doing better. But oh well, what's the bother? Things weren't that bad. You work a typical retail job. You could've done better, but it was too much of a hassle to go back to school and get that degree. You knew that if you had just pushed yourself more, you could've been doing a lot better than the same 9-5 job. But you're comfortable where you're at, and that's all that mattered to you. Plus, why bother trying when you could just live the luxurious life in your dreams without having to do much?

Your parents called you lazy for this, and your friends commented on how much your slothfulness was starting to worry them. But you couldn't care. Nothing mattered to you anyway. Going to sleep after finishing a shift, you drifted away, meeting a particular demon who would soon regularly torment you for his own pleasure and admiration. He would only come into your dreams, so he was harmless at best, or so you thought..

"What's the matter? Trying to wake up? Aww that's adorable..What? You want to wake up? Mhn..I don't want you to though. I like this.. It's easier to hold you"

"I wonder how long it would take them to find you. It's been a day since we've both been here.."

"If you want to wake up, you know that you'll have to do what I say, right? Or maybe you just need some more rest to think about it.."

"It's funny.. How many days will it take until for your body to rot into the matress?"

"It doesn't matter if you live or die. I'll have you either way. Whether it's on earth or forever in hell together."

Tags: Forced sleep, self-loathing, dissociation, violence, mental torture, emotional abuse.

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cosmicstarlatte · 4 months

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A True Confession

I am beyond excited to have received my selfship commission today!!! ♡

↳ selfship art by: talulil.art on ig!

Story: Despite having feelings for each other, we mutually decided not to pursue anything. Although, after awkwardly dancing around each other for a few weeks (and perhaps me hoeing around with Lucifer) Diavolo couldn't stand it anymore.

"Dia...I thought we agreed we shouldn't..."

"I can't stop thinking about you my little lamb. Please tell me you still want me as much as I want you..."

#He wants to erase every trace of luci. Ooooo weeee the pining is strong here!! ♡ 😫#anyway he fcked me on his desk after that #what?? who said that???#obey me #obey me diavolo #obey me fanart #obey me self insert #self ship #self ship art #self ship community

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road2manjuumaster · 10 months

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self inserts are great. some people have one they use for every media and i love seeing this one specific little guy people choose to represent themselves go on fun adventures and make friends with their favorite characters and fall in love with others. some people have a different insert for every media they ship from or even for every ship they have and that's??? honestly really impressive and cool how so many different things can represent a single person. sometimes they're fantastical and magical and sometimes they're just A Guy™ in Situations™ even if it doesn't really "fit" the media they're an insert for. and some of these designs?? SNAPPED my spine stole my bones yall are so talented

#self ship community #self ship #self ship positivity #yumejoshi #its 4:30 am and the meds are kicking in and ruining my sleep #so im redrawing the ORIGINAL original cater self insert cuz he had such a fun design #and i miss drawing him #if anyone was here on the og unrivaledmeteoranger tumblr blog when i had my big twst hyperfix #you know who im talking about #my little pomefaeore. . .#( its a pun i know how to spell pomefiore spare me please ) /lh #but yeah i eas thinking about all the variety of my s/is #i have my fae twst s/i. gyaru idol enstars s/i. alchemist vampire obey me s/i. normal guy obey me s/i. uhhhhhhh #i feel like im missing one #but i think im just remembering all the twst ocs i made last year. . .#one for every house. . .#maybe ill redraw them too #i do remember their names somehow so #f/oposting

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doodlboy · 1 year

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Wishing all a very happy trans divinity moment

#artistic nudity #obey me mc #ocs #trans #transmasc #tdov 2023 #ik im late sorry #life has been #but hey look at this rad thing i did #got possessed by an old ghost that wanted to paint #so here we are✨#this dude started off as a self insert-ish mc but he's honestly just his own lil guy now #anyway this was fun and i like how it came out a lot #elliot doodles

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rose-trap-cafe · 1 year

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Luke burnt his hand putting cookies in the oven

#my art #self-insert #Self Insert #OBEY ME #obey me shall we date #obey me mammon #obey me mc #Obey me beelzebub #obey me luke

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megantrancyfanfics · 2 years

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Game Over | Leviathan x F! Reader smut

Warning: female reader, blow job, pet names “baby”, “darling” and “good girl” used.

Enjoy💜

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“Levi~” you whined, sliding down the side of his bathtub bed, only receiving a quick “hm?” As a response.

“You’ve been playing that game for 6 hours straight I want your attention”

“Yeah yeah as soon as I beat this level!”

“You‘ve said that after every level” you groaned as you didn’t get a response. Unless you count the squeaks of his game chair as a response then you got a few.

You had tried to asked Levi a few questions a few minutes after, but only realizing he wasn’t paying any attention to you, and he’d just give you generic responses.

“I’m gonna go get a snack you want anything?”

“Mhm that’s great honey.”

You sighed as Leviathan let out a small evil chuckle as apparently something went according to his plan.

“I’m gonna go jump off of the balcony in Lucifer’s room.” You said sitting on your knees.

“Ok, be careful.”

You rolled your eyes and almost let out a chuckle.

“After that I’m gonna go to mammon and see if he wants to recreate any of his sexy fantasies he has of me every night. Maybe I’ll get some dick from him.”

“Ok, have fun.”

If Levi actually heard that he’d blow a fuse and go after his brother, but, apparently his game was more important. Suddenly, an idea sprung into your mind.

If words won’t get his attention, maybe actions will. You quickly crawled over to Levi’s desk. Luckily, it was one of those days that he sat a few inches away from the desk so you could sneak under it.

“Wait- did y/n just say she was going to get dick from ma-ah!” He quickly covered his mouth with his hand as you placed your hand on his inner thigh before moving your hand upwards and over his dick, then resting it on the hem of his pants.

“Levi~” you cooed. “I want you so bad”

“A-after this level ok?” He whimpered out as you pulled down his pants and underwear, his half hard dick springing out.

“I never said you can’t play your game lev, I’m just gonna do what I want too. Let’s call it..an extra challenge. Focus on the game, while I focus on giving you pleasure~” you cooed, bringing your mouth close to his dick, your hot breath tickling him before spitting on his cock. Leviathan was trying his very hardest to focus on the task at hand: his game, but when he felt your hands wrap around his cock, and giving it a gentle squeeze before your hot mouth and cute lips wrapped around his tip, he could practically blow his load right there. He tried to focus on his computer screen, but he couldn’t help but to let his eyes wonder off screen to meet your eyes that stared up at him innocently as your mouth was wrapped around his dick. A shiver ran down his spine. He shook his head and focused back onto his screen, which didn’t make you satisfied. You pulled off his cock, with a satisfying pop, which made him bite his lip.

You had been with Levi for a while, and you knew his body like the back of your hand. You smirked as you licked the sensitive vein on the bottom side of his dick, making Levi throw his head back and moan, his hips bucking up.

“T-that was a cheap s-shot.” He mumbled, his cheeks stained red as you gave him an innocent smile.

“Better focus on your game before you lose.” You say before sucking again, making sure your tongue abuses that vein.

Levi’s head was spinning as he got closer to his climax. He couldn’t help but to start bucking his hips up, whines and groans leaving his mouth, the game completely out of his mind, as he gripped the back of his chair, his climax bubbling up inside of him hard, before coating the back of your throat with his hot cum, a loud whine escaping his mouth as his dick twitched in your mouth.

“Game over!” The computer shouted as you pulled up, giggling softly.

“Oops. I guess you lost. Sorry baby.”

“Oh no don’t sorry baby me.” Levi said grabbing your hair, making you sit up as he pulled your hair. He leaned down capturing your lips with his harshly.

His tongue explored your mouth, hints of his cum coating his tongue before pulling back.

“You better be ready for a long night. We’re not stopping until the sun rises.” Leviathan spoke has he held your chin in his hand.

“B-but Levi we can’t tell when the sun rises in your room-”

“Is that a problem? It better not be, you wanted this. So get your ass up here. We’ll stop when I’m satisfied and when I feel like you’ve made it up for making me lose my game.”

You knew you were in trouble when his tail, and horns started to appear.

“Unless you wanna go get dick from mammon instead.” He mocked you as you shook your head.

“No, I only want your dick. Your dick makes feel so good only you can satisfy me.” You whined out making leviathan chuckle.

“Good girl.”

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“ACHOO!” Mammon sneezed, wiping his nose on his jacket before placing the magazine he was looking at down on his bed.

“Ya! One of my stupid brothers must be talkin bout the great mammon! As they should.” He says confidently before picking up Goldie that Lucifer has recently given back to him.

“Now, how about we do some shoppin Goldie ol girl?”

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#obey me fanfic #obey me f!mc #obey me mc #obey me lemon #obey me levi smut #obey me levi x reader #obey me levi x mc #om! leviathan #leviathan smut #leviathan x you #swd leviathan #shall we date obey me #shall we date leviathan #levi x reader smut #leviathan x reader smut #obey me self insert #obey me female mc #obey me scenarios #obey me oneshot

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luciferism · 6 months

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"Husband Series I: A Week is Too Long"

Male Top!Reader x Lucifer

Summary: Lucifer missed his spouse like a void in his soul. His husband was away on a work trip, and he was all alone. As the week wore on, Lucifer's longing for him grew more and more intense. He could not wait for the moment when he was to return home to his embrace again.

Tags: Fluff and Smut, Sensuality, Porn with Feelings, Married Couple, Married Sex, Married Life, Bottom Lucifer, Sub Lucifer, Soft Lucifer, POV Lucifer, Anal Sex, Office Sex, Domestic Fluff, Fluff, Aftercare, Healthy Relationships, Explicit Sexual Content, Explicit Language, Sex, Reader Is Not Main Character, Not Canon Compliant, Gay Sex, Gay Male Characters, Reader is a Demon, Top Male Reader, Soft Dom Reader, Reader has a big dick and Lucifer loves it, Not Beta Read, Men In Love

Word Count: 4K words

》 Husband Series: Part II

[ Masterlist ] | [ Archive of Our Own ]

A/N: Hello! This is my first time writing and posting a fanfiction because I have nothing better to do. This is dedicated to those who wants to peg Mr. Lucifer, the Avatar of Pride! I just want too have an x reader with Lucifer as the bottom.

Lucifer missed his spouse, you, like a void in his soul. His husband was away on a work trip, and he was all alone. He found himself wandering around their home, taking in all the little mannerisms you had left behind.

He took a seat behind his desk, staring at the pictures you had taken together on your wedding day. The memories brought a smile to his face, but also made him crave your presence. As the week wore on, Lucifer's longing for you grew more and more intense. He could not wait for the moment when you were to return home to his embrace again.

Little did Lucifer know that you had teleported behind him. You smile at the sight of your husband working diligently on his mahogany desk. With bouquets of blue roses in your hand, you step closer and lean down to kiss Lucifer's inviting nape.

He feels your lips brush his neck. With a sigh, Lucifer's body yields to the sensation. He pauses his work, leans his head back, and takes in the caress entirely. You proceed to pamper kisses on Lucifer's nape, shoulders, ears and jaw while your hand hands him the flowers.

Lucifer lets out light moans as your tender lips make contact with his body. Lucifer looks at you with his head turned to one side and his eyes half-closed, letting you know he wants more.

You smile at your husband and cup his cheek to keep Lucifer in place. The tender kiss feels so good as your lips touch together. It was gentle and full of passion for each other after not seeing each other for a week. Lucifer leans closer to you, craving deeper and more vigorous kisses. He brings a hand to your collar to hold you firmly at arm's length, while your hand is on Lucifer's nape. Lucifer closes his eyes tightly, savoring the moment with every fiber of his being.

You shift from the back and move beside Lucifer's sitting figure without breaking the kiss. You are leaning down, a knee rest between Lucifer's thighs and on the chair, your one hand rests on the chair's backrest for support while your other hand pulls Lucifer's back to bring him closer.

Lucifer wraps his arms around your neck, pulling you closer and tightening the embrace. He lets his head rest on your shoulder without breaking the kiss. Every one of Lucifer's senses is alert to your touch, the heat of your bodies pressed against each other, the scent that lingers from your hair, the sound of both of your breathing that is becoming increasingly urgent with every second. He wants to have more.

You begrudgingly pull away, your eyes are shut and your breathing is heavy. You look at Lucifer's glazed eyes and smile at him. You stand and unbuckles your belt and zippers.

"On the desk, love. Bend over." You command firmly with a slightly eager tone in your voice.

Lucifer's breathing is rapid. His body trembles with excitement, his blood boiling with a carnal lust that has been building up for the entire day.

"You want me to get a little dirty with you in front of my precious paperwork, love? How naughty."

Lucifer does as you ask: he sits on the edge of his desk and bends forward, lifting his suit skirt to put his pert ass at your disposal. He looks back at you with a flirtatious smirk.

You lick your lips as you close the distance between you and your husband. Lucifer's flirty behavior fuels the burning desire that you are feeling right now. You put your hands on both of Lucifer's clothed butt and caressed them under your palms.

"I miss this…" You drag a sigh at the sensation you feel in your palms, the texture of Lucifer's pants and the softness of his round butt make them the perfect stress balls as you massage them firmly.

Lucifer moans when he feels your strong palms cupping both his buttcheeks. His body sags forward, but his legs hold the position as if they were steel rods. His thighs clenched, his breathing becomes shallow. He is so turned on that he is nearly panting. This position of submission makes him feel vulnerable.

"Yes... Oh yes... Do that again, just like that, love. Please."

Lucifer's lips are parted and the tip of his tongue is sticking out. He enjoys your touch immensely, your warm hands firmly rubbing his backside. Lucifer sways his butt left and right to meet your strong strokes.

Lucifer's body trembles with a mix of desire and anticipation, and he feels his breath catch in his throat as you continue to caress his rear. Lucifer is in his own heaven, his senses are overwhelmed by your touch but there is no other place in the world he would want to be right now.

"Love, I, ah, I need you so badly…"

Lucifer whimpers as he feels your palms rubbing, kneading his buttcheeks in circles. He looks back to you, who is looking at him with an expression of insatiable lust. Lucifer raises his head with a small smile, making sure you know he is enjoying the massage. He looks at your bulging pants with a hungry expression on his face, implying his desire for more than a massage.

You spanked his buttcheeks with enough force and caressed them gently. You chuckle, eyes are full of lust and passion towards Lucifer. You lean down, pressing your body above Lucifer's back, kissing and licking your husband's nape and ears. Pair of eyes shut when you inhaled all of Lucifer's scent and perfume – so alluring, it makes you want to take your husband right here and then. Your hands roam around Lucifer's back and butt, alternately caressing the soft flesh covered by clothes.

Lucifer's body quivers under the soft yet aggressive caresses. He squirms under all the attention his butt is receiving, making his movements increasingly frantic as he desperately wants your touch to go deeper and deeper. He lets out a satisfied grunt when he feels your hands on him, exploring every inch of his body.

"You know how to touch me…"

Lucifer gasps softly, as you hit every right spot on his body, giving him goosebumps up and down his spine. The sensation of your hand kneading his ass is intoxicating, making Lucifer wiggle his own hips against the grip of your hands.

You hold Lucifer's jaw to keep his face turned to you. His dazed expression turns you on more than you already are. Your lips capture Lucifer's in an electrifying kiss, full of love and lust, sipping and nibbling on his lower lip and tongue. Your free hand presses Lucifer down the desk by grabbing his waist.

Lucifer's hands hang limply and he doesn't try to escape your grip on him. Both of your lips are tangled together as your passionate kisses consume Lucifer, leaving him feeling dazed. Lucifer gasps from the pressure applied to his waist, his mouth still occupied by your lips. Your tongues clash with each other, your saliva mixing together in a show of lust-fueled passion.

The heat and passion of your kiss is overwhelming for Lucifer. He arches backward, bending forward again, giving you more access to his soft flesh and butt. Lucifer pushes his hips backward, silently asking for more of his husband's attention.

The sensation of Lucifer's ass hitting against your bulging erection makes you groan in the slight pleasure. You grind your hips forward as your lips and tongue continue to burn Lucifer's skin.

"Keep doing that…" You gasp as you command.

Lucifer obeys and keeps wiggling his ass, his eyes shut tight with pleasure as his body is getting more sensitive by the second. The intense heat and pressure on his butt is making him squirm against your touch, his breath quickening, his heart racing. Lucifer looks back at you who looks as if you are about to devour his body and soul.

Lucifer feels his body shaking with the overwhelming sensation of pleasure as you stimulate his buttcheeks, the kiss on his lips and the grinding of your hips. He lets out little whimpers of excitement, your passionate touch driving him insane with lust.

"Yes… that's it." You hum in approval.

Lucifer's eyes are closed tight. His lips are parted, his breathing is shallow, his chest is heaving, and his head is spinning. His hands are grabbing the desk, gripping his papers in an attempt to stay grounded. He is moaning softly under your assault. The friction and heat on his ass are making him want to scream out your name.

You pull away from Lucifer's neck, slightly bending over Lucifer's back. Your arms encircle his waist as you unbuckle Lucifer's belt and open his fly, freeing Lucifer's hard on first. With a swift motion, you trace the hem of Lucifer's boxers and trousers, slowly dragging the fabric downwards his thighs, completely exposing the pale, smooth round buttcheeks of Lucifer.

"So alluring…" You exhale through your mouth as you watch Lucifer's pinkish entrance pulse around nothing. You laugh softly and free your own aching manhood from the constraints of your boxers, leaving yourself still fully clothed except for your open fly.

Lucifer's breath catches in his throat, his heart pounding in his chest. You have revealed his bare butt, and Lucifer feels the heat rising to his face. Lucifer squirms a little, hoping your hands would finally touch his bare ass. His eyes are glued to your gaze, hoping you will give him the pleasure he's been thirsting for the whole day.

"Oh, love…" Lucifer moans, the tension in his body becoming unbearable.

He tries to reach for your manhood with his hand still gripping the desk, but you have already locked the position of Lucifer's arms above his head, grabbing the papers and using them as an anchor. Lucifer feels vulnerable, exposed, with no way to break free from your grasp, and his body trembles with anticipation.

"Please…" Lucifer whimpers. He can feel himself going over the edge, the sensation, the pleasure, the anticipation becoming unbearable.

You groan at the pleasure you feel as you rub your manhood in between Lucifer's buttcheeks. It is warm and soft to touch. Your hand holding your own arousal for guidance and your other hand pushes Lucifer's body down the desk.

"Ahh... Lucifer... I miss you." You groan and sigh between words.

"Oh, my love, the feeling is mutual." Lucifer is in ecstasy, his body shivering, his head spinning, his breathing heavy and fast.

"More… please."

Lucifer's hands are trembling, trying to pull on the papers he is holding onto, trying to keep himself on the desk. His pelvis is grinding frantically against your erect manhood.

"Ahh... Ahh… my love" Lucifer's lips are parted in a silent moan of your name. He is on the verge of losing self-control at the sensation of your hand pinning his back and your manhood rubbing against his entrance. His body arches backwards on the desk, his free arm reaching for your arm to pull you closer towards him.

With you on top of him, pinning him to the desk, Lucifer whimpers softly and lets out little gasps with every subtle movement. His legs are trembling, the muscles on his ass are clenching tightly, and his breathing is getting faster and faster. The sensation is too much for his body to handle. Lucifer lets out a little scream of pleasure, and his hips push back slightly against you. He is close, he is so, so close.

"Love, I'm not in yet…" You tease Lucifer's contracting entrance with your leaking tip, still rubbing and "missing" the right spot where Lucifer needs you the most.

"But it's okay, you can let go." You permit as you continue to rub your weeping cock on Lucifer's clenching butthole.

Lucifer is holding his breath and gripping the desk with all the strength in his hands. He is letting out tiny breaths, trying to hold back his release when you tease him.

"No, no, no... please…"

Lucifer moans, a loud and long sound, but holds back. The urge is there, just beyond his grasp, he wants to let go, to surrender, to release, but you have complete control and Lucifer is afraid of disappointing you if he comes too early. He struggles against your restraint, but all in vain.

The anticipation was too much. Lucifer lets out a loud moan, his eyes shut tight. He trembles, his body shakes, and he feels the rush of orgasmic pleasure flood through his veins. His body shudders, his legs tense up, and his whole body spasms. Lucifer is spent. His mind is still spinning and he struggles to keep conscious. Lucifer's heavy breathing is laced with small moans and groans.

"There you go." You chuckle, still rubbing yourself against Lucifer.

Without giving your husband a warning and a break to recuperate, you shove your entire length inside Lucifer's flesh. Your eyes flutter open and close, moaning and gasping softly, due to the tightness you feel around your manhood. You stand still for a moment and kiss Lucifer's nape.

Lucifer gasps and exhales sharply, his legs kicking in a moment of shock and surprise. He looks back at you, his face a blend of pain and pleasure he couldn't have imagined.

"Ah! It's... too much."

Lucifer lets out a soft scream, his whole body shaking, his mind is in a frenzy. His head is spinning and he is still recovering. Lucifer's body tenses up, his muscles clench. He feels his skin stretching in ways he has never felt before, his breath grows ragged and his eyes flicker open. He is torn in between pleasure and pain. The mixture of pleasure and discomfort is overwhelming. But he wants more, and he wants to give it to you in return.

"Sorry, I'll let you get used to it first." You do not move except for your pampering kisses on Lucifer's back. Lucifer moans softly and nods to let you know you can now move. However, you are focused on kissing your husband's back to let him adjust fully.

Lucifer's muscles loosen, giving you free access to his ass. His breathing slows down, his body begins to relax, and his heart rate slows.

"Oh my…"

Lucifer closes his eyes, still catching his breath. As the sensation ebbs, a sense of peaceful calm overtakes him and he smiles. He reaches for you with his free hand and grabs your forearm, feeling your manhood being completely inside him.

Lucifer takes a deep breath. His body is slowly relaxing and accepting your presence inside. He feels you moving slightly, and he moans softly. Lucifer opens his eyes and looks back at you, his expression filled with lust and passion.

"My love…" Lucifer whispers, his voice strained. He looks you in the eyes, his eyes filled with love, and a small smile spreads on his lips.

Lucifer leans in closer to the desk until his arms are resting on the edge. He tilts his head back to give you more access to his neck. He takes deep breaths through his nose. The sharp sting has subsided a little bit and he feels more at ease with your lengthy and girthy dick inside him. Your kiss on his neck feels incredible, like a warm blanket of sensual pleasure.

"You're killing me." Lucifer whispers. He looks at you with his eyes half open, his lips in a small smile, and his breathing is even.

Your thrusts gradually increased in pace. You finally remove Lucifer's coat and vest, leaving your husband's black button shirt and tie on. The soft yet muscular back of Lucifer feels intoxicating against your hands as you caress him under his shirt.

Together with both of your hips moving in a right rhythm, you lift up Lucifer's shirt to have better access to his back. You kiss, bite, and lick every part – leaving trails of reddish and damp portions on the pale skin of your husband.

Lucifer lets out a moan with every thrust of your body. His muscles are tensing up again with the increased pace, and he gasps for breath every time you sink into him. His breath is growing shorter and his eyes are shut tight, but he struggles to keep them open as your caresses and thrust become rougher, more intense and forceful. Every nerve in his body screams with pleasure.

Lucifer's expression morphs into one of pure pleasure. His legs start to buckle again, his body tenses up, his muscles shake, and his eyes start to roll back. His breath becomes shallow and his moaning progressively becomes noisier. Lucifer's fingers curl up as he wraps his hands around the wooden desk, grasping the papers underneath. He is unable to speak, but his feelings are quite obvious.

Your caresses turn into tight grips on each either side of Lucifer's waist, grabbing him firmly until it forms faint handprints on the supple smooth skin. You let out soft grunts and groans as Lucifer's muscle contracts around your manhood with every thrust. Your nails dig on each either side of Lucifer's waist as your thrusts become frantic.

"Lucifer... you're incredible."

Lucifer groans softly, he can't take it anymore. Your rough grip on his waist is so attractive, your nails are digging into Lucifer's skin, leaving faint red lines. Lucifer's mouth is open, his eyes are shut, and he is breathing heavily.

Every thrust of you makes him moan and his eyes flicker open until they shut again. His hands grip the desk tightly, his muscles clenching and relaxing in rhythm with your thrusts. His body is in a state of euphoria, and his pleasure is rising with each thrust.

"Ahhh..." Lucifer lets out a loud groan, his eyes shut tightly as he struggles to keep his sanity. With each thrust of your body, the pleasure becomes more and more intense. His muscle responds by squeezing you tighter, pleasuring him even more. He can feel each of your movements inside him and all of the sensation he feels from it. His legs shake, his breathing is uneven, his heart is hammering in his chest, and his whole body is quivering with passion and euphoria.

You throw your head back and briefly stare at the ceiling, your eyes shut and quickly open again. The perverse sound of your lovemaking — skin slapping against each other and the desk creaking underneath both of your weight — mixes together with your moans and gasps and echoes throughout Lucifer's office.

You gulp, still thrusting deeper and faster, and look down on Lucifer's disheveled yet pleasured state. The sight of your husband being completely vulnerable beneath you lit a fire to your dominant nature. You chuckle for a bit and your hand proceeds to reach for Lucifer's manhood, massaging and stroking from the tip down to the base, as you continue to thrust wildly from behind.

"Ohhh!" Lucifer's words get lost to his own pleasure. His body is in heat, you are making every nerve in his body sing. With the lovemaking growing more intense, Lucifer's words are nothing else than little sounds coming out of his exhausted mouth. His breath is ragged, he is on the brink of losing his sanity and losing his mind. In pleasure, he completely forgets the paperwork on his desk, the room, and any sense of time. You are the only thing that exists in Lucifer's world, and he loves that idea.

"Please, please, please…"

Lucifer says between gasps for breath. He is completely disoriented and has lost sense of space and time, but he loves every single second of it. His breathing is ragged, his body is shaking, his mind is blank, and his mind is a frenzy of sensations assaulting his body. Lucifer's eyes are shut tight and he is on the verge of screaming out. He can feel each of your thrusts and moans. He can feel your manhood pulsating inside him and the warm sensation filling him up beyond words.

"I can't... I can't take it anymore…"

Lucifer gasps, moans, his voice growing softer with every word, his body shaking from the excessive pleasure and the strain it is facing. His muscles are sore from all the constant contraction, and his eyes are fluttering. Your grip on him is tighter, your thrusts are quicker and smoother, every single sense in Lucifer's body is concentrated to the feeling of your body inside him, your bodies moving together in a steady rhythm.

You drag a long guttural moan, you feel so amazing inside Lucifer. Your breathing becomes quick and shallow as you feel an upcoming explosive sensation by every thrust.

"Love... Let go."

Lucifer whimpers and his body tenses up again. His voice is raspy and his eyes are rolling backwards. His whole body is in a state of sensory overload. Lucifer lets out a small whimper and loses any control of his muscles, the pleasuring sensation being too much for him. His breath is shallow, his muscles are constricting even without his command, and his body is shaking under the pleasure overload. A small smile appears on Lucifer's lips and he lets out a series of loud vocalizations as he reaches his climax.

The wave of pleasure washes over your body and all you can do is let out a long moan. You continue to stroke Lucifer's manhood through his climax as you desperately chase your own. Sweat builds up on your brows and your chest is heaving with each breath. Your breathing becomes shallow and the look in your eyes is pure bliss.

You look down at Lucifer's jiggling buttcheeks and how he swallows your manhood in every thrust. The erotic sight made you tremble. It seems impossible, but your manhood grew harder and harder inside your husband from the lewd sight alone. A few erratic thrusts of your hips sends you to overdrive as you reach your own euphoric climax. You press your body on top of Lucifer's back as your thrusts become slower, your semen dripping from Lucifer's flesh while your manhood is still inside.

"Love…" Lucifer's voice is exhausted and panting. You are the only thing he has eyes for right now. He closes his eyes fully, letting the sensation of your presence wash over him. His body is limp, his muscles have relaxed, and no thought has crossed his mind but the pleasure and the bliss he feels right now. His eyes are still half opened and he reaches for your arm, holding you tightly. The feeling of his husband's body all over him and inside him is intoxicating, even more so after he has spent himself completely.

You cup your husband's chin from behind and kiss him on the lips. You smile as you slowly pull out of Lucifer, making your semen drip down to his thighs and pools on the floor.

"I love you, Lucifer. I've missed you so much."

Lucifer can feel your warm hand on his chin but doesn't have the energy to open his eyes yet. The feeling of your fingers caressing his lips and the taste of your kiss make him tremble in pleasure. He swallows, breathes in a couple of times before he manages to open his eyes.

"I love you. I've missed you so much too."

Lucifer smiles. He turns his head to look at you, grabbing your arm and dragging you down beside him. He kisses your cheek and caresses your face, his fingers slowly moving deeper into your wet locks.

You step back and sit down on Lucifer's mahogany chair and pull his half naked body on your lap, letting the paperworks drop anywhere near the desk and on the floor. You kiss him once more and give him his needed aftercare.

"That was amazing." You smile at Lucifer with a satisfied expression.

Lucifer groans softly and settles down in your lap. He feels the comfort of your touch and the warmth of his breath wash over. He shuts his eyes and enjoys your hands running through his hair, caressing his shoulders and back, even though his body is still sensitive and he can feel the tingling of the small handprints. Lucifer sighs contently and opens his eyes, leaning into your chest, holding you tightly, his head resting on your shoulder.

"I love you so much." Lucifer whispers. No other words are needed.

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