Archive Warning: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Relationship: Main Character/Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)/Reader
Characters: Simeon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Additional Tags: gender-neutral reader, voluntary amputation, sadism, masochism, blood, violence, cum eating, blood consumption, smut
Summary: Simeon is yours. Every inch of his belongs to you, given readily and willing. He doesn't need anything else, and he's willing to prove that to you in the most extreme of ways.
He steeled himself, his muscles going rigid as he yanked at the chains binding his wrists and braced for a pain he could not imagine. No matter what you did, he swore he would not beg or scream for mercy. He wanted this. Every part of him screamed and ached for this.
Even so, nothing could prepare him for the unspeakable agony he felt as you pressed the scalpel against the base of his wing. With a steady hand, you dragged the sharp edge along his back and scraped it against the hard bone that was shaped so perfectly to allow him to fly. Beads of blood burst forth from his beautiful dark skin wherever you went, leaving crimson trails running down his back.
Simeon pulled at his bindings until they cut into his skin. The metal dug into his flesh, tearing him open and threatening to rip his arms straight from their sockets from force alone. He bit his bottom lip until he tasted hot iron on his tongue to try and keep from crying out. He could handle this. He knew he could.
Through all of the pain, his stomach rolled and tumbled around itself. His abdomen tensed and released with an indescribable feeling of euphoria that rushed straight to his groin.
His eyes rolled back in his head as he babbled incoherently, his pain mixing into pleasure as his cock twitched violently in response. He'd never felt this way before, but it felt right in this moment. It was as if something fell into place with each incision and snapped nerve.
You reached a hand between your legs, rubbing yourself to the sight of him just barely holding himself together, "Simeon… Simeon…." You mutter nonstop. He was gorgeous. An utter mess that refused to be anything less than the radiant being you knew him as, even as you ripped his holiness away from him.
His eyes were unfocused and his voice stuttered as he spoke, "Don't stop." He was so close. A little more… give him just a little more…
It was hard to accommodate his request with how turned on you were. All you wanted to do was watch how his face twisted into depravity with each passing moment and get off on it. But the thought of how he would devolve further was one that tempted you.
So, despite how difficult it was, you returned to your work, slicing away at the muscles that controlled and connected his wings to his skeleton. The screams of blissful agony that finally left his mouth flooded your mind and pulled you in. With reckless abandon, you switched from careful cuts to frenzied stabbing and ripping. You couldn't finish fast enough. He couldn't scream loud enough. Nothing was enough.
Eventually, you hacked away the last of his nerves and tissue, completely separating the wing from him. You wrapped your hands around the base, just barely brushing against the fresh wound as you began to tear it out of his back. His body jerked uncontrollably, fighting to get away from this unbelievable torment but also reveling in the feeling of being ripped apart.
He rutted into the air, instinctually trying to seek pleasure that wasn't there. The only thing he had was the feeling of having a chunk of him violently removed; and he loved it. His hips jerked up as the rolling feeling in his stomach finally spilled over and he came. His warm cum splattered on his thighs and the floor, a clear sign of how thoroughly he enjoyed everything.
You dropped the lump of feathers, bone, and flesh onto the ground. Your hands were covered in blood as you moved to rub your needy sex to the sight of him so blissed out on pain. It took you almost no time to find your own release, covering your fingers in your own sexual fluid.
With a trembling smirk, you brought them to his mouth, "Clean them." You ordered, painting his lips with red as he opened wide to follow your command.
His tongue curled around your fingers, meaning at the taste of you and him mixing together. Sometimes, he went over the same spot three times just to make sure he hadn't missed any of the delectable treat. The only sign your hand had been stained at one point was the trail of saliva he left his wake.
Only once every stray speck of blood and sex was cleaned did you run your hands through his hair to show your approval. He had been so good. He'd screamed so beautifully and you loved the look of ecstasy on his face. It left you wanting to see him lose himself even more.
"Simeon… You have one more…" It was hard to speak or think clearly as you thought about how he would cry as you ripped out his other wing.
His flaccid cock began to harden once again. The chains clanked as he pulled at them once more, arching his back in such a way as to make getting to it easier, "Take it." He didn't need it anymore. He was all yours in every way. He didn't need wings or holiness or chastity. All he needed-- all he wanted-- was to be owned by you; completely, utterly, and entirely.
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Fluff, the brothers and undateables with a MC that touches with their tail/wings
here you go anon/s! i could only do the brothers, hope you dont mind. 💖 i had lotsa fun writing this! enjoyy! 💖💖💖
tw/cw!!! satan's part has mentions of getting punctured by his tail, drunk mammon (yes), my dumbass wondering wtf does beel's wings feel like (so it's an inaccurate description, if someone tells me what does a fly wing feel like i'll change it)
MC touches the brothers tails/wings!
His wings seemed so fluffy and soft, who wouldn't want to touch it? They look so pretty too.
Lucifer was punishing Mammon again, and he was in his demon form as he lashed out at his brother. A perfect time to touch his wings, you thought.
He was about to hit Mammon again until you began stroking his left wing. Your touch stopped him right in his tracks, little did you know wings were sensitive to gentle touches. It brought shivers down Lucifer's spine.
"What are you doing, MC? You're pushing your luck too far now. Who gave you the right to touch my wings?"
Most of the feathers were soft and silky, you noticed how the part of his bottom left wing had a patch where there weren't much feathers. But you didn't dare speak of it. He didn't face you, instead he just stood still, allowing you to do as you please with his wings. You playfully tug a feather, which accidentally got plucked. Oops.
"Time's up, MC. Stop stroking my wing. Who knows what will I do if you continue. You might have the same fate as Mammon over here."
But you didn't stop. Even if others would stop at this point, heck maybe not even try at all, you kept going. Gently feeling Lucifer's wings, petting it as if it were a cat... or dog. Eventually, he turns around, a hint of blush painted on his cheeks.
Lucifer grabs your wrist, making you stop petting his wings. You glance at Mammon, despite him tied up you he was supporting you startling the eldest so he could escape.
"You're quite the strong-willed one, aren't you MC? Touching my wings as if it were nothing. Do remember your place, human." Translation: Please keep petting his wings he loves it
He rarely goes in his demon form, so it's hard to touch his wings, bcause the dude doesn't show it. If he DID, I'll assure you he'd run away before you could lay a finger on his wings.
But during one of Diavolo's parties for the exchange students, he was in his demon form, all drunk and unaware of his surroundings. Perfect.
You come over to Mammon, who was already losing himself because of the Demonus he's been drinking. He looks at you, questioning why were you so close to him. You gently stroked his right wing, making him jump awake.
"M-MC, what are ya doing here? What are ya doing with my *hic* w-wing? Stop!"
He didn't move from his place so you continued touching his wing, it was jerking up from time to time whenever your fingertips came in contact with the base of his wing. It wasn't feathery like Lucifers, it's thin and bat-shaped. Not to mention soft.
"M-MC don't touch my wings! Don't ya know they're sens-sensitive?! B-but, I guess I'll *hic* let ya touch th... w-wait don't touch my wings! "
Mammon's face flushed red even more, he didn't know what to do. Should he run or should he stay? Both options seemed so mixed up and unclear for him because he was too drunk to think or move.
Sadly, all good things have to come to an end. Mammon passed out after a few minutes, letting his weight drop onto your arms (which was heavy, by the way. but you can manage I guess) unconscious, already snoring.
"I'm... so dizzy... MC..."
It would be difficult to touch his tail. If you ask straightforwardly, Leviathan would pass out from being flustered and embarassed. You can't just force him to transform for that sake too.
But there was a time in particular, when he got too engrossed in his game, he transformed right in front of you as he cursed his teammates over the microphone.
There were risks you had to take, one of them was him possibly flicking you away using his tail and sending you to the wall. You gulp as you slowly approach the otaku from behind, calling out to him just so he won't get as startled. You place your palm on the tip of his tail.
"Damn you stupid humans who have no idea how this game works!- Wh-what? MC! What are you d-doing?! Don't- don't touch m-my tail normie!"
He had to mute and leave his game, you were still sliding your hand on his tail. It was scaly, smooth and cold. The scales weren't as rough as you thought it would be. Your touch felt like waves of electricity just passed through Leviathan's body.
"H-hey! Who told you to- to touch my tail? S-stop please! Ahh, this is so embarrassing! Stop!"
Leviathan covers his awfully red face, muttering "stop" over and over again. His tail was already slithering back and forth, it won't take long for it to whack you to the other side of the room. But risks can and should be taken, right?
You gently stroke his tail, he let out a squeak which made you snort. Leviathan didn't notice but his tail seemed to take a liking to your touch. It gently coiled itself around you, it was cold like always. You giggle at how his tail wrapped itself on you, restraining your movements.
"What wh-why are you- AH! No! D-don't look at me like t-that! I didn't m-mean to- agh! No, no, no! I d-didn't wrap my t-tail around you... fo-forget about thisss! I-I didn't, I didn't do that!"
The brothers described his tail as sharp and prickly, it was a warning you should have took to account but ignored anyway. His tail just seemed so fascinating, a little touch of it won't hurt anyone.
The only problem here is, how were you even going to touch it. Should you ask straightforwardly? Or should you just wait till he gets in his demon form himself? Though, you'd probably get snarled at if you touch it while he's angry.
So you decided to do the first option. Asking him directly. Satan raises an eyebrow in disbelief, how did you end up being curious about his tail? Seeing your puppy eyes made him lose it. You win, MC. You win.
"Is that so... well, how can I say no when you've come this far already? Just be warned, you might injure yourself if you recklessly touch it."
You trail your fingers on its hard scales, you could see Satan's lips curling to a smile in the corner of your eye. His tail seemed to be happy with your touch and so was he, though it's still dangerous to run your hand on it.
It wasn't as spiky as what the brothers had told you. The ridges had sharp edges, yes. But they're not much of a harm. His tail gently swayed unconsciously, accidentally poking you. Satan looks at you, concerned when he realized his tail got you injured.
"Ah, I'm sorry MC. We should get that cleaned up. What do you mean it's just a little puncture? No, we're getting that cleaned up this instant. Hold on."
He came back with a bandaid and some medicine. He tended your puncture and patched you up as if the wound was severe. He gives you a soft smile of pity since his tail punctured you. After the treatment, his tail was already wrapped around his leg like usual, he's not allowing you to touch it ever again as when he let it relax, it lead to the situation you're in right now.
"That's enough for your curiosity, MC. I suppose you've gotten enough information about what my tail feels like, yeah? Be more careful next time. No, I'm not letting you touch my tail again. Curiosity kills the cat as they say."
A little bird Satan said that Asmodeus' wings were ticklish, you just had to find the exact spot to make the avatar of lust feel a laugh kick in.
Asmodeus' wings were like Mammons, they looked like bat wings, but he had four of them. Two big ones and two smaller ones just at the bottom of it. Some may describe it as heart-shaped too.
You decided to summon him instead of waiting for a time to strike. Summoning makes things way easier. Cause they'll appear in their demon form, which gives you access to touching their tails or wings. As you summoned him, he gives you a huge grin.
"Missed me much, dear? What did you summon the beautiful Asmo for? Do you want company or perhaps someone to talk to?~"
You innocently approach him, wrapping your arms around his waist while you dig your face on his neck. But your hands trailed on his spine and you began fiddling with his bottom wings. They were exactly like Mammon's, thin and soft. Asmodeus giggles, his wings flutter a bit. That's probably the spot.
"My, my, lovely! Do my wings look pretty to you? Ah, don't touch that part though. I'm not sure if you'd want to face the consequences of touching that wing, dear~"
You grinned, gently stroking the wing he told you not to touch. Asmodeus flinches, breaking from the hug as he attempts to wiggle away from your grasp to avoid getting tickled. You didn't let him go though. You used your pact to an advantage, making him freeze right in his tracks.
You began to examine his wings, they were beautiful, you noticed that he even had piercings on his right wing, making it shimmer. You gently stroke his left wing, a giggle escaped his mouth. You knew where his ticklish spot was now, and you had no plan on stopping.
"MC! I told you, don't touch that spot! Pfft- Ahahaha!- Dear, no! Don't make me tickle you non-stop later too! Hahaha! Wait- let me breathe!"
Beelzebub's wings caught your eye more than any of the brother's. His wings were similar to a fly, and it would somewhat shimmer whenever you're in a lighted area. It made you curious about what it felt like.
He rarely shows it though, which makes it difficult to even lay a finger on his wings. He'd only transform if he was either 1. Mad and hungry or 2. If it's needed.
None of the options seemed to be possible, so you ought of asking him instead, you were sure Beelzebub wouldn't mind letting you touch his wings. You came up to him and asked if you could touch his wings. He looked at confused, but later on, just shrugged it off to let you touch his wings.
"Go ahead and touch my wings, MC. I don't mind. Hm? I guess the transparency makes it look cool too."
You gently run your fingers on his wings, it was smooth and rigid. It also had this beautiful holographic touch to it. Beelzebub shudders, his wings flutter a bit from your touch. He wasn't used to his wings getting touched, it was way sensitive than he thought.
"You like my wings? Thank you... I'm not used to getting my wings touched. This is a new experience for me, but I'm glad you like your discovery."
You run your fingers on it, slowly tracing the pattern it had. Beelzebub's wings suddenly twitch, you chuckled at how it reacted, gently stroking it once more. You also noticed how it looked like scales, despite it not being scales.
As for the demon, his cheeks were heating up, and he was about to laugh from the touch. Who knew a demon's wings were ticklish? A loud growl from his stomach interrupted your little discovery of what Beelzebub's wings feel like. He was hungry again.
"Oh, sorry about that, MC. My wings just did that unconsciously. Do you want to go eat something? I'm sort of hungry again... you can still touch my wings though, I don't mind it at all. I kinda like it, actually."
You've always wondered what his tail felt like. Was it soft or rough? Maybe it feels like a cow tail, cause y'know, his tail looks like a cow? Though you haven't felt a cow's tail yet...
You got a pretty decent description on his tail thanks to Beelzebub as well, he said that it's soft and had a few thorns here and there, but it's not that prickly.
But you still wanted to feel it yourself, so what's better than to approach Belphegor in his natural habitat? Asleep and in his demon form. Exactly what you needed. Sadly, his tail was wrapped around his arm, so it was quite difficult to pet his tail.
His tail was swaying in his sleep, hitting his face a couple of times. You snort, gently grabbing ahold of the tip, it's tip was soft and silky, you could tell Belphegor takes good care of his tail, there were also a few thorns just like what Beelzebub had said.
"Mm..? Who's there... ah, MC. What are you doing here?"
He sits straight, rubbing his eyes before looking at you. He had bed head hair and half-lidded eyes, a sleepy Belphegor in his full glory. You gently stroke his tail, stirring him awake from your touch.
"...what? Don't touch my tail. Well, if you want to touch it go ahead I guess... oh, it's soft? Haha, yeah. I make sure it's well groomed. It's expected."
His tail gently wraps itself around you, you could feel the pressure of the thorns on your skin, but luckily they weren't much of a harm. Belphegor chuckles, you continued petting his tail, a light hint of blush tinted his cheeks, he was enjoying your little affection. Belphegor yawns, he was about to fall asleep again.
"I never knew getting my tail pet by someone felt nice... no, I'm not letting you go. Well, my tail won't let you go. Can you sleep with me, MC? You can continue stroking my tail when I fall asleep. And make sure you don't leave my side. Promise?"
it's glad to be back. 💖
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Okay idk how but there are people who allergic to fucking sun. I'm not not even messing around look it up its a actual thing. I wondered how the brothers would react to a MC who has this and thats why they wanted to stay in devildom cause they finally just go outside without covering ever cm of themself and be afraid the sun will burn them.
Ooooo Ive actually heard of this too. Its such a weird thing since humans need sunlight and all for our bodies to work properly. I think it comes from a genetic mutation.
I’m not sure how this is gonna go since I’m not the best writer out there but I’ll give it a go and see what I might get out of it.
The Brothers react to finding out MC has an allergy to the sun
Yes he was already well aware by time mc started the exchange program
I’d imagine he did a fair amount of research into the mc before they even got there- after all he had to make sure this exchange program went smoothly
While he had never met a human who had allergies to sunlight he had definitely heard of it being a thing
Honestly not surprised when he finds out mc wants to stay in the Devildom because of the lack of sunlight. I mean who wouldn’t consider this a paradise for humans like them.
Oi human why ya wearin’ so many layers when ya go out
MC has to explain that its a habit because of their allergy to sunlight and they’re just used to covering up every inch of skin so it doesn’t get burned
And he’s just like “weird but okay” files the information away and they move on with their day
Probably would fight the sun for them if he could
Probably would demand that they stay down in the Devildom after their year is up and more than pleased when they tell him they’d rather stay too.
Sees how used to staying in they are to just staying in and wonders if they’re not actually a normie but a shut in otaku like himself
When they explain it to him, he’s so fascinated by the concept. Its like the ultimate nerf- you’d be too powerful without it
When he finds out they’d rather stay in the Devildom because of their allergy, mans is ecstatic. That means you guys will get continue having to crazy gaming sessions or anime binges and he doesn’t have to lose his best friend.
“Its like that one movie! What was it called again?”
Another one who’s fascinated by MC’s allergy.
He asks them all kinds of questions about it
Only slightly surprised when MC says they want to stay here instead of going back to the human world but he figured it might come to this.
Another one who would fight the sun for them because how dare-
What kind of divine retribution-
Their poor skin. He can’t imagine what kind of hives and blisters they must’ve gotten in the past because of it.
Don’t worry! Asmo has tons of products that’ll help repair their skin. Just leave it all to him, hon.
Can I tell you the relief that washes over his face when MC says they want to stay in the Devildom. Asmo is more than happy for them to stay.
You’re doing him a concern MC. Why do have scars on your arms?
MC explains about their allergy to the sun and that the scars are from some really bad blisters they got as a kid and now he’s not as concerned but he still feels bad for them.
He remembers when he was an angel and how nice the sun in the celestial realm felt on his skin and he’s sad that MC never got to experience that feeling.
When MC says they want to stay in the Devildom because of the lack of sun, he’ll happily agree that its a good idea. Why would they want to go back when all that going to happen is that they’ll have to avoid the sun due to their allergy.
Wow that sucks. Humans are weird. why do they have an allergy to something their body literally needs to function properly?
Probably one of the least concerned of the brothers.
Like it comes up one day in conversation and Belphie’s just like “okay…. And??” Unlike a couple of his brothers, he’s not going to hound the MC with questions.
They tell him they want to stay and he’s like “yeah I sure hope you would. No sense in going back to the human would to stay shut inside all day. You’ll become the human version of Levi.”
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