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Shared Pain 2.

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Male Reader Version

Lucifer x Fem! Reader/MC x Mammon.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut, whipping, physical abuse (depending on the view of the reader), crying, oral sex, light humiliation, voyeurism, cumming untouched; male.

Summary: Following the events of stumbling into Lucifer's scene with his brother, you take it upon yourself to receive the rest of the younger brother's punishment, receiving a reward in return.

W/C: 1.3k+

“Would you like to share his pain?”

“What?” Your chest clenches. “Would you like to share his pain?” Lucifer repeats himself, noticing out of the corner of his eye how Mammon’s body stiffens at the suggestion. “It’s quite simple, really. You’ll simply be taking his place.” Lucifer explains, causing you to swallow thickly. “… Okay.” You quietly agree, unaware of how Mammon’s eyes widen. Lucifer lets you take your time slowly moving to the bed, gently laying yourself on your stomach next to Mammon with your arms crossed in front of your face.

“Stay.” Lucifer shoves back down Mammon after he tries to stand. “What the hell? Didn’t ya say-” “I didn’t say you could stand.” Lucifer sternly states, glaring down at him until he relaxes his body on the bed again, still facing away from you. You look ahead of yourself and quickly feel a pair of hands slowly trace their way up your legs from your thighs to your ass, giving a small squeeze before settling at the waist of your pants briefly, yanking them down harshly in one swift movement, earning himself a small gasp.

“I hope you don’t expect me to hold back…” You feel his hands reaching your underwear, slowly dragging it down to rest under the cheeks, managing to get a peek at your lower lips. You feel a light graze along your ass, almost in a teasing manner, taunting you before finally landing its first strike with a loud slap, your mouth instinctively opening to let out a muted scream, your breath having gotten caught in your throat.

You’re barely able to let out a shaky breath before another crack of the whip fills your ears, this time forcing an audible scream out of you. The frequency of the whips quickly picks up, having you burying your face in the sheets in attempt to muffle your screams. In no time, you feel tears leaking from the corners of your eyes, streaming down to soak the covers your hands grip onto tightly while your limbs quiver in pain.

The whip continues to land piercing stings on your already bruising skin for a few minutes, thin lines of its strikes having formed. Loud cries start mixing with your screams of agony until you have trouble breathing, the noise of your struggles to breathe letting Lucifer know it’s time to end your punishment. Once the whips cease, you feel your limbs relax, taking in choppy audible breaths for a moment before feeling something lightly grazing your cheeks again, having your stomach clenching.

The fear quickly dissipates when you receive the feel of a hand rather than the leather whip, giving soft caresses in attempt to soothe the pain, failing to do so and instead leaving burning traces along the tender skin. “You did so well.” You hear Lucifer whisper in your ear, making you aware of the warmth of his body leaning over yours and getting you to turn to look to the side to him, your gaze getting caught elsewhere instead.

Looking at Mammon staring at you with a somewhat embarrassed and sad expression, you wonder for how long he had been staring, missing the way his hips lightly grind into the bed. “I think you’re due for a reward.” Lucifer’s voice breaks your attention towards Mammon. Lucifer’s gloved hand moves your head forward and presses it down softly, as if to tell you to not move it from its place while he sets aside the whip.

As you finally feel yourself catching on to your breath, hearing shuffling in the background, you feel your pants along with your underwear being slowly dragged down, having you instinctively clench your thighs to prevent them from being dragged further down. “Now now, there’s no need to be difficult.” Lucifer speaks from behind you, fanning out breaths in the process, the warmth landing on your exposed cunt.

Your body stiffens and your eyes widen, giving you no time to take in what’s happening and immediately feeling his wet tongue lick a slow stripe from your clit to your entrance, spreading your folds along the way. His tongue prods at your hole, teasing your opening without pushing in, his ears picking up on the shaky breath that leaves past your lips while noticing from the corner of his eyes the light tremble of your arms.

His arms wrap over your lower back to keep you pinned down as he returns to your clit, sucking softly to which your mouth falls open to moan in response while your eyes flutter. Lucifer looks over to his brother, seeing the lower half of his face concealed against his forearms crossed in front of him while he stares at you, involuntarily humping slowly into the bed his already painfully hard member.

Your body moves on its own to push itself closer onto Lucifer’s face who gives harsher sucks at your clit, making you groan as you bury your face into the bed while attempting to grind onto his face. Your thighs squeeze together as you whimper, feeling his teeth biting the nub before moving higher up, settling at your clenching hole once again after licking and sucking your folds momentarily.

His tongue traces circles around your opening, teasing you again as he smiles sadistically at the thought of his next action. You gasp at the feeling of him spitting on your hole with your cheeks burning from embarrassment while he smirks, content with the reaction he elicited from you. He finally shoves his tongue inside of you, taking you by surprise with a breathy whine escaping you, sticking your ass out for him more with your legs spreading apart.

His tongue struggles to swirl around your insides and thrust in and out of you, bringing it back in his mouth after every few strokes to take in your taste while the tightening in the pit of your stomach grows harder to ignore. While Mammon watches the scene unfold before him, he becomes aware of the wet spot his precum has formed on the sheets, the soaked area starting to wet his lower stomach while his erection throbs, desperate to be touched.

One of Lucifer’s hands manages to reach your hair, yanking your head back to pull it off the bed and hear your moans getting louder, your wetness slowly drenching his chin as you moan uncontrollably, babbling noises of pleasure without being coherent enough to be able to warn him of your release quickly approaching. “I- I- I-” You moan with your eyes rolling back, a loud groan coming from deep within your throat as your orgasm gushes from your hole.

His hand releases your hair, letting your entire body slump deeper into the bed with your face falling back onto the covers while he licks you clean. As he finishes, he detaches himself from you, wiping his face with his gloved hand and staining it, standing from his spot and moving to lay on top of you, hearing a muffled ‘oof’ coming from you. He pulls your head back up with his hand under your jaw and licks up a trail of drool you hadn’t noticed on the right side of it.

His other hand with his dirtied glove goes to grip at the whole underside of your jaw to tilt your head uncomfortable far back to capture your lips in his in a wet open-mouthed kiss, shoving his tongue inside your mouth to let you taste your remains on him as he grips your neck possessively. A small whimper interrupts your sloppy kiss, having you both pausing your actions and breaking apart to look to your right and see Mammon facing straight ahead with his hands clasped over his mouth and eyes clenched shut.

His hands muffle a moan of relief and his body relaxes, his eyes remaining closed while Lucifer’s body leaves yours, stepping to his brother. His hands grab Mammon’s hips and roll him over to the right, eyeing the large wet spot formed on the bed, a small white puddle in the middle of the darkened sheets. You both stare at him in silence, taking in his tired frame, seemingly about to fall asleep with his spent softening length resting over the drenched white hair on his glistening lower stomach as he dozes off.

Shared Pain 2.

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Part 1

Fem Reader Version

Lucifer x Male! Reader/MC x Mammon.

Warnings: Sexual themes, smut, whipping, physical abuse (depending on the view of the reader), crying, oral sex; ass-eating, rimming/rim jobs, light humiliation, voyeurism, cumming untouched.

Summary: Following the events of stumbling into Lucifer's scene with his brother, you take it upon yourself to receive the rest of the younger brother's punishment, receiving a reward in return.

W/C: 1.4k+

“Would you like to share his pain?”

“What?” Your chest clenches. “Would you like to share his pain?” Lucifer repeats himself, noticing out of the corner of his eye how Mammon’s body stiffens at the suggestion. “It’s quite simple, really. You’ll simply be taking his place.” Lucifer explains, causing you to swallow thickly. “… Okay.” You quietly agree, unaware of how Mammon’s eyes widen. Lucifer lets you take your time slowly moving to the bed, gently laying yourself on your stomach next to Mammon with your arms crossed in front of your face.

“Stay.” Lucifer shoves back down Mammon after he tries to stand. “What the hell? Didn’t ya say-” “I didn’t say you could stand.” Lucifer sternly states, glaring down at him until he relaxes his body on the bed again, still facing away from you. You look ahead of yourself and quickly feel a pair of hands slowly trace their way up your legs from your thighs to your ass, giving a small squeeze before settling at the waist of your pants briefly, yanking them down harshly in one swift movement, earning himself a small gasp.

“I hope you don’t expect me to hold back…” You feel his hands reaching your underwear, slowly dragging it down to rest under the cheeks, managing to get a peek at your balls. You feel a light graze along your ass, almost in a teasing manner, taunting you before finally landing its first strike with a loud slap, your mouth instinctively opening to let out a muted scream, your breath having gotten caught in your throat.

You’re barely able to let out a shaky breath before another crack of the whip fills your ears, this time forcing an audible scream out of you. The frequency of the whips quickly picks up, having you burying your face in the sheets in attempt to muffle your screams. In no time, you feel tears leaking from the corners of your eyes, streaming down to soak the covers your hands grip onto tightly while your limbs quiver in pain.

The whip continues to land piercing stings on your already bruising skin for a few minutes, thin lines of its strikes having formed. Loud cries start mixing with your screams of agony until you have trouble breathing, the noise of your struggles to breathe letting Lucifer know it’s time to end your punishment. Once the whips cease, you feel your limbs relax, taking in choppy audible breaths for a moment before feeling something lightly grazing your cheeks again, having your stomach clenching.

The fear quickly dissipates when you receive the feel of a hand rather than the leather whip, giving soft caresses in attempt to soothe the pain, failing to do so and instead leaving burning traces along the tender skin. “You did so well.” You hear Lucifer whisper in your ear, making you aware of the warmth of his body leaning over yours and getting you to turn to look to the side to him, your gaze getting caught elsewhere instead.

Looking at Mammon staring at you with a somewhat embarrassed and sad expression, you wonder for how long he had been staring, missing the way his hips lightly grind into the bed. “I think you’re due for a reward.” Lucifer’s voice breaks your attention towards Mammon. Lucifer’s gloved hand moves your head forward and presses it down softly, as if to tell you to not move it from its place while he sets aside the whip.

As you finally feel yourself catching on to your breath, hearing shuffling in the background, you feel your pants along with your underwear being slowly dragged down, having you instinctively clench your thighs to prevent them from being dragged further down. “Now now, there’s no need to be difficult.” Lucifer speaks from behind you, fanning out breaths in the process, the warmth landing on your burning ass cheeks

Your body stiffens and your eyes widen, giving you no time to take in what’s happening and immediately feeling his wet tongue lick a slow stripe from your balls to your puckered hole after spreading the mounds. His tongue prods at your hole, teasing your opening without pushing in, his ears picking up on the shaky breath that leaves past your lips while noticing from the corner of his eyes the light tremble of your arms.

His arms wrap over your lower back to keep you pinned down as he returns to your balls, sucking softly at the skin to which your mouth falls open to moan in response while your eyes flutter. Lucifer looks over to his brother, seeing the lower half of his face concealed against his forearms crossed in front of him while he stares at you, involuntarily humping slowly into the bed his already painfully hard member.

Your body moves on its own to push itself closer onto Lucifer’s face who sucks one of your balls into his mouth, making you groan as you bury your face into the bed while attempting to grind onto his face, feeling your length hardening against the bed with precum slowly starting to leak from the tip. Your thighs squeeze together as you whimper, feeling his teeth biting down before moving higher up, grabbing handfuls of your ass to spread the cheeks open and settle at your clenching hole once again.

His tongue traces circles around your puckered hole, teasing you again as he smiles sadistically at the thought of his next action. You gasp at the feeling of him spitting on your hole with your cheeks burning from embarrassment while he smirks, content with the reaction he elicited from you. He presses his tongue against your hole, applying pressure to slip past the tight ring, finally shoving his tongue inside of you, taking you by surprise with a breathy whine escaping you.

You stick your ass out for him more with your legs spreading apart, uncovering your now fully hardened member dribbling more precum on the bed. His tongue struggles to swirl around your tight insides and thrust in and out of you, bringing it back in his mouth after every few strokes to take in the taste of your inner walls while the tightening in the pit of your stomach grows harder to ignore.

While Mammon watches the scene unfold before him, he becomes aware of the wet spot his precum has formed on the sheets, the soaked area starting to wet his lower stomach while his erection throbs, desperate to be touched. One of Lucifer’s hands manages to reach your hair, yanking your head back to pull it off the bed and hear your uncontrollable moans getting louder, babbling noises of pleasure without being coherent enough to be able to warn him of your release quickly approaching.

“I- I- I-” You moan with your eyes rolling back, a loud groan coming from deep within your throat as you cum with a twitch of your member, shooting your release on the bedsheets, emptying your balls. His hand releases your hair, letting your entire body slump deeper into the bed with your face falling back onto the covers while he continues to lick at your hole, bringing you down your high and leaving your softening length soiled.

As he finishes, he detaches himself from you, wiping his face with his gloved hand and staining it, standing from his spot and moving to lay on top of you, hearing a muffled ‘oof’ coming from you. He pulls your head back up with his hand under your jaw and licks up a trail of drool you hadn’t noticed on the right side of it. His other hand with his dirtied glove goes to grip at the whole underside of your jaw to tilt your head uncomfortable far back to capture your lips in his in a wet open-mouthed kiss.

He shoves his tongue inside your mouth to let you taste your remains on him and grips your neck possessively. A small whimper interrupts your sloppy kiss, having you both pausing your actions and breaking apart to look to your right and see Mammon facing straight ahead with his hands clasped over his mouth and eyes clenched shut. His hands muffle a moan of relief and his body relaxes, his eyes remaining closed while Lucifer’s body leaves yours, stepping to his brother.

His hands grab Mammon’s hips and roll him over to the right, eyeing the large wet spot formed on the bed, a small white puddle in the middle of the darkened sheets. You both stare at him in silence, taking in his tired frame, seemingly about to fall asleep with his spent softening length resting over the drenched white hair on his glistening lower stomach as he dozes off.

Shared Pain.

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Part 2: Fem Reader Version - Male Reader Version

Lucifer x GN! Reader/MC x Mammon.

Warnings: Light nudity; naked ass, whipping.

Summary: Upon delivering dinner to Lucifer, you stumble to an unexpected scene between him and his brother.

W/C: 500+

A/N: There'll be a part 2 with two versions, one for people who were AFAB and AMAB, both with gender neutral pronouns.

You walk steadily towards Lucifer’s room with a silver tray in hand, having gone to the kitchen not too long ago to make him some Hell coffee and cut him a slice from some of Barbatos’ leftover cake, which wouldn’t have made it so far if it hadn’t had a curse on it for Beel, as he requested. Once you reach his room, you go to knock on the door but quickly realize the difficulty of the task with your hands already occupied with another task, opting to instead shout for him.

Before his name can leave your mouth, you hear a sharp slap, making you jolt away with a small clacking of the tray, another slap being heard followed by muffled voices. “Lucifer?” You ask, only for the voices to stop, a small moment of silence passing before the door opens. “Ah, Y/N, it’s you.” Lucifer smirks, taking the cup of coffee in his hand to lift it to his lips. “Why ya acting like you didn’t know who it was?” You hear a barely audible grumble, pulling your attention to the source.

“Did you say something Mammon?” Lucifer glares only to be met by silence to which he smiles before taking a sip. You stare wide-eyed at the sight before you, Mammon on his knees bent over the large bed… with his naked ass on display. You take notice of the slightly reddening lines on the cheeks resting over his pushed-down pants and brown jacket resting beside him with his usual glasses on top.

“This is awfully bitter.” Lucifer grimaces, calling your attention back to him. “B- but I-” You nervously stutter, overwhelmed at the situation at hand while he leads you through the doorway. “There’s no need to worry, Hell coffee becomes bitter when you prepare it for someone you’re fond of.” He explains, casually taking another sip after closing the door while you feel warmth spreading through your cheeks.

“I would’ve asked for tea, but it seems this will take longer than I thought.” He steps to the center of the room, facing the end of his bed and standing perpendicular to Mammon while you eye the whip of love in his hand. “You can set the tray at the table.” He instructs, staring down at Mammon. You do as he says, placing the tray on the glass coffee table behind him while struggling to keep your eyes off of Mammon.

“I… I guess I’ll be leaving now.” You slowly walk backwards to the door. “Stay.” Lucifer speaks, stopping you on your tracks. “Come here.” He continues to speak without looking away from Mammon. You follow as he says and walk back to him, standing next to him and trying to avert your eyes from his brother to no avail. Standing closer to him, you notice his body trembling, giving you the impression that it’s out of pain or fear, disregarding the possibility that it’s from embarrassment.

“There’s no need to pity him, he actually quite enjoys it.” Lucifer interrupts your thoughts, taking another drink from his cup, eyeing the way your eyes stay glued to Mammon who’s been facing to his right side, away from you. “If he really worries you that much, you could ease his punishment.” He suggests in a low tone, luring you in. “How?” You quickly look over at him, seeing him smile at you sadistically before answering.

“Would you like to share his pain?”

Honestly, he would not be the one to confess

His Pride simply wouldn’t let him, so that left you with the task of panicking over ways to confess to the intimidating demon

Somehow, (who knows how honestly), you manage to get the confession out in a timely manner

You nearly passed out though, which would’ve infinitely easier than trying to figure out how to decipher his facial expressions

That part gets easier as the two of you start dating though.

What doesn’t get easier is trying to convince him not to string Mammon up (You try anyways)

The best nights are when the two of you make it to bed early though it rarely happens, most nights you either go to bed first or stay up sipping on a bottle of demonus in his office as he fills out paperwork that had piled up

He didn’t have much free time so little office dates were an almost daily occurrence

PLEASE drag him to bed he needs to sleep in his bed for once

-NSFW-

He has a sir kink and possibly a daddy kink

He’s mainly a top but mess with his wings and he’ll bottom for sure

Lowkey has a breeding kink

Fucks you against his desk almost daily

Y'all have had a threesome with Diavolo

As long as it’s Diavolo he’s cool with cuckolding

His favorite positions are missionary and reverse cowgirl

Got a kink you wanna try? As long as you give him time to do some research on it he’s usually down to experiment

I WANT HIM

dating lucifer

notes: lucifer is my babygirl

tagging: @belsumu @hoshiikos @silkylious

lucifer doesn't treat you much different publicly when you two start dating

he does dote on you a bit more than he would if you two weren't dating

you're able to get away with a lot more things now though he won't turn a blind eye to shenanigans with diavolo

he's not going to suddenly listen to you when you ask him to take a break but depending on the trust you two have built thus far lucifer will entrust you with certain tasks that he'd normally do himself

asks you to come sit with him in his study just to hear you talk and offer you tea/snacks

always has a hand on you when in public, not suggestively more on the possessive side

he's scaring away lesser demons as well as subtly keeping you close to him, it's a win win

offers you his coat when you two go out and it's a bit cold, he doesn't take it often so accept it before he drapes it across your shoulders himself

he's not very affectionate privately or publicly, if you initiate in public he won't bat you away but he will give you a look to settle down; if you do it in private however he'll reciprocate easily sometimes without even looking up from his work

kisses your hand, cheek and temple fairly often sometimes on autopilot; he does it when he's leaving to go meet with diavolo or to go to a student council meeting that you didn't need to attend as long as it's not in front of his brothers

he doesn't demand your attention, lucifer understands that you can be busy but go too long without talking to him, he'll pull you in his study for as long as you can to sit and catch up essentially

gifts aren't a frequent thing with lucifer but when he gives them you can tell a lot of thought was put into it and he didn't just get it without thinking about if you'd like it or use it

still has plenty of expectations for you but does dial back a little when he sees that you're struggling to keep up and offers his help when he can

please reblog as it helps more than likes do!

Hello! Sorry to bother you, but I saw you were wanting OB requests, so I'd thought I would submit one 🙂

Angst/Comfort with Lucifer and Beel? (Seperate pls/and romantically). MC is feeling extremely down, her mental health has declined and she just feels empty and disconnected and she doesn't understand why? And she doesn't think anyone will understand so she goes and confesses to them about it?

I apologize if it's to much, thank you 🩷

Of course! And no worries at all, I may not answer requests immediately but I'll try! So, send in a request if you have any!

This is based in the original timeline!

Warnings ;; Bad mental health, comfort from both Lucifer and Beelzebub, (kind of) stress eating in Beelzebub's part, and (technically) alcohol in Lucifer's part, proceed with caution.

Relationship ;; Romantic

Type ;; Headcanons

Lucifer ;; The Prideful Eldest

Seeing you hurt, hurt Lucifer in response.

Lucifer clearly loved you dearly, even if he may have been a little too strict at times, he did love you.

Lucifer's immediate response to your confession was a frown, said frown being replaced with a gentle and comforting smile in the end.

"I'm deeply sorry you're going through such a time, my dear. I love you, dearly. Would you like a glass of Demonus?"

The fallen angel would ask, his voice soft as he gently looked at you.

If you said yes, he'd grab his best and oldest bottle of Demonus, pouring both of you a glass.

He'd slide you the glass, silently sitting next to you in front of the fire in his private study, that hid in the House of Lamentation's library.

He would never pressure you into speaking your mind, he'd only ask that you spoke the truth when you did so.

Beelzebub ;; The Famished Sixth-Born

Beelzebub felt his heart clench inside of his chest at your confession.

He pulled his head out of the refrigerator, looking over at you with a frown.

He stood up straight, holding his left wrist to his chest with his right hand.

His silence filled the room after your heartfelt confession.

After many a moment of silence, he handed you a plate of sweet confectionaries.

"I.. may not know what you're going through exactly, but.. I can always offer you some sweets? They always help me when I feel guilty for Lilith's passing. After all, you're the one who helped me realize that it wasn't my fault. I love you for that, so much."

Beelzebub responded, taking a confection off of the plate and taking a bite.

He continued to hold the plate out to you, waiting for you to take one.

Even if you said no, he'd find something else for you to eat.

Food always helped him, so he'll try to help you with the same thing.

So, I asked a few friends of mine ( @authormars and @ivediedmorethan20times ) for an Obey Me character, and they gave me Lucifer and Diavolo. I wanted to write something, so here's this!

(gave up a little on dia's part......)

So, have you guys ever seen those videos of people playing opera songs on the piano in public? That's kind of where I went with this.

This is primarily Lucifer and Diavolo reacting to you singing opera in public, upon hearing someone playing the piano.

While the song used is primarily sung by a woman, it can be interpreted in any way.

This is based on the original timeline!

Warnings ;; None

Relationship ;; Can be viewed either way, wrote in a romantic sense though

Type ;; One-Shot, in bulleted form (because I'm not going to change it and it was originally headcanons.....)

LUCIFER ;; THE PRIDEFUL ELDEST

Lucifer decided to take you out to Ristorante Six, in order to congratulate you for your spectacular grades in RAD.

He was proud of you, and wanted to show you that. He figured it wasn't easy to get used to RAD's grading and curriculum, after all.

A few moments after the waiter delivered your food, you heard a paino start playing in the corner of the elegant restaurant.

You couldn't help but almost immediately recognize it. It was particularly famous in the human world.

Queen of the Night, one of Mozart's most famous pieces.

You cleared your throat and began to sing the lyrics, entirely in German.

Lucifer couldn't help but stop, his eyes wide as he watched you. He wasn't the only one either, the entire restaurant immediately turned toward you, even the pianist.

Lucifer slowly leaned back in his seat, a prideful smirk crossing his lips. He listened contently until you and the pianist finished.

"I never knew you excelled at opera. Believe it or not, I have a record of The Magic Flute. Would you like to borrow it sometime?"

DIAVOLO ;; THE HEAD OF THE STUDENT COUNCIL

Diavolo had decided to throw a party of complete grandeur. For what reason? He wanted to celebrate you. It came to him in a dream, despite the amount of times he's done it.

You meant a lot to him, whether you'd truly realized just how much, or not. The party wasn't any surprise, a simple show of his gratitude towards you, simply for your existence in the Devildom.

You hung out with Diavolo, watching people dance and drink and have fun. Simple chatter went back and forth between the two of you, before you piped up.

The pianist began playing another song, given the previous one ended. A song from a well-known opera. Queen of the Night, written by Mozart.

You couldn't hold back your excitement, beginning to sing along to the notes coming from the glorious ballroom's piano.

The entire ballroom seemed to watch you, surprised by the operatic sound of your voice. Diavolo stood by your side, a wide smile growing across his face as he heard you.

As soon as the song came to an end, you turned toward Diavolo, who immediately hugged you to his broad chest.

"That was wonderful! How long have you been singing opera? It was delightful! I can get you the finest pianist to practice with! I can't wait to hear more of your lovely voice!"

Dom Mc is underappreciated, Its like ppl forgot that these demons are supposed to be obeying us.

Mc: I lost me my wrongdude, have you seen it anywhere?

Lucifer:

Mc:

Lucifer: Mc, are you alright?

Mc, sobbing: Answer the question

Lol I can imagine my oc doing this to mess with him.

Mc: Hey Lulu, can I ride you?

Lucifer: *choke* W-What?

Mc: I asked if I could ride you. I’ve ridden Mammon before, it’s fun!

Lucifer: Wh- wAiT whAt?!

Mc: Yeah, he let me climb onto his back and ride him around the house!

Lucifer: … You mean a piggyback ride??

Mc: Oh is that what it’s called??

Lucifer: YES THAT’S WHAT IT’s CALLED-

Hey!! I was wondering how the demon bros would react to seeing mc's stretch marks for the first time? I am a lil chubb and would love some fluff!! If you don't do all of them maybe just mammon, beel, satan and belphie? Thank you 😁

The brothers see MC's stretch marks for the first time

I loved this ask so much. Thank you for your request!

- Mod Satan

tw: none, just fluffiness.

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Lucifer

As your lover, he has already accepted every single part of you – even the ones you hate. And he loves them.

Your stretch marks are not an exception.

He smiles and caresses your skin with his gloved hand, following your stretch marks.

If you're insecure about them, he will immediatly scold you – not in an angry way, of course. He just wants you to understand how beautiful you are.

"My love, there's no need to be insecure. You are breathtaking."

Mammon

He adores your being in every possible way. Even though he acts like he doesn't care out of pride in front of his brothers, he's probably the one who loves you the most.

And he shows that, even though he doesn't mean to.

When he sees your stretch marks for the first time, he actually doesn't pay much attention to them – not because he doesn't care, but because, to him, they're just another beautiful characteristic of your body.

It will take time for him to notice that you're insecure about them (if you are) – but when he does, oh boy. You're in for a ride.

"Oi, look at me, will ya? I'm your man and you are my human. That should clear things up, don't ya think?"

Please love yourself as much as he loves you.

Leviathan

Honestly, he doesn't even care about your stretch marks. He loves your body just the way it is – even though he violently blushes every single time he thinks about telling you.

At first, he couldn't even look at you. Not because you're not beautiful! I mean, he thinks you're stunning and that's the point. How could someone like you love a gross otaku like him?

He struggles with self-love too – he is definetly the one who can understand your insecurity.

Loves to make you sit on his lap while he games – he will hug you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder while his eyes are focused on the screen.

Satan

He's a gentleman.

Being the observant man he is, he immediately notices them, but never points them out – the last thing he wants to do is trigger you.

If you show confidence, though, he will absolutely love it – you're perfect just the way you are. You deserve to feel confident.

He wants you to feel confident.

He's just so proud of you, but he won't ever tell you – he will show you with his actions.

Asmodeus

Oh, this man.

He leaves a lot, a lot of kisses on your stretch marks – he just can't help it!

Loves to rest his head on your chest, belly or thighs – he could even let you play with his hair, just don't mess them up!

The King of self-esteem – you're not confident in the way your body looks? Congratulations, you've just triggered Asmodeus. He won't let you go untill you learn to love yourself.

"Darling, you're just as beautiful as I am! Why can't you see it? "

Beelzebub

Stretch marks? We love and accept them in this house.

They're not flaws. Don't even think about it.

Seriously though, this boy will do everything in his power to make you understand that you are loved.

This man just loves to constantly keep you in his arms – he loves the way your body feels against his. Now he won't let you go!

Gives the best bear hugs.

Belphegor

This man doesn't even notice them at the beginning – he's that clueless.

When he does, though, he just doesn't care – should he have any particular opinion on your stretch marks?

In any case, he doesn't have an opinion – they're just there and that's fine.

Loves to feel his body against his as much as his twin does.

Just let him rest his head on your chest while he naps – you now have a smiling Belphie.

Hi there! Can I have an Obey Me demon brothers matchup please? My name is Christina. I’m an ENFJ, bisexual, demifemale who’s in her mid 20s. I’m mainly a kind, compassionate, and friendly individual who loves meeting people from different backgrounds. I’m also very loyal, honest, and intelligent. However, I do have anxiety and depressive episodes here and there (I take alternate medication for that). It really gets my self esteem down at times, and I tend to doubt myself and my skills a lot. I am also a perfectionist unfortunately. I also have autism, ADD, and GAD. But I’m also pretty open minded, funny, and very patient with people. I will get stubborn and sassy AF if someone messes with my moral values or my loved ones. I’m an empath, and I tend to attract broken people who need my motherly and nurturing personality a lot. A lot of people come up to me and tell me their life stories after I just met them! But I also try not to let people take advantage of me, and I state my boundaries with them. Animals flock to me since they’re attracted to my gentle energy. I also have a beautiful and powerful singing voice according to a lot of people, so I have major Disney princess vibes! My hobbies include drawing, singing, cooking, playing guitar, yoga, meditation, and crystal therapy. My dislikes are sudden loud noises, scratchy clothing, insects, bullies, liars, judgemental people, and disloyalty. If you want to do this matchup I thank you a whole lot! You don’t have to do it if you want to, but I’d appreciate it! Thank you. 🙏💕🌹🍷✨

Hi beautiful! You sure can. Thank you for sending in this ask, I appreciate it a lot!

P.s. You are an angel sent by God by the way.

- Mod Satan

tw: none.

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Your romantic match is: Lucifer

He loves your loyalty and your cleverness – this is exactly the kind of person Lucifer needs in his life.

He takes your anxiety and your depressive episodes very seriously – he tries his best to help you, even though he might not understand what you're going through sometimes. He's not the kind of man who would leave you, his loved one, alone when you need him the most. He will also give you your alone time when you need that.

Your kindness and patience are definetly the things he loves most about you – mostly when they are directed at him. He won't ever admit it, but he gets jealous when he sees you're just that kind with other people too.

Your sassyness towards people who disrespect your loved ones always makes him smirk – he just sees so much of himself in you, sometimes. His brothers are the most important thing he has and he wants to protect them. You trying to protect your loved ones in your own way makes him realize every single time that, yes, maybe you really are his soulmate.

You are both perfectionists, which could be good and extremely bad at the same time, but one thing's for sure: you can understand him and he understands you.

Be honest with him – tell him that he's overworking (again), call him out when he's doing something stupid. He might be angry at you for a while, but he will eventually admit (to himself at least) that you were right.

Not gonna lie, he was scared someone could take advantage of your kindness and empathy at some point – he tried to warn you, but decided that his intervention was not needed when he saw you stand your ground. He's so proud.

Being around you just generally helps him, honestly – you have the power to calm him down even in the most stressful days.

Can and will be your Disney prince.

Your platonic match is: Belphegor

(I was really torn between Belphie and Beel, but decided to stick to Belphie because of reasons).

At first, he's attracted by your motherly personality – he might act like he doesn't need anyone (except his twin of course) but, after Lilith's death, he just needs someone he can talk to. No, his brothers are not included.

He just likes that you are open minded – it makes him feel that it's easier to talk to you, this way. You won't judge him.

It will get a lot of time and patience to get him to open up, but when he does, oh boy. Congratulations, you've just adopted a child. There's no escaping now.

He's the number one fan of your singing voice – he asked you to sing for him out of pure curiosity, fell asleep while listening to your beautiful voice, and got addicted.

You hate the same things – if that's not the best way to bond, I don't know what is.

Doesn't like the idea of you dating Lucifer, you could do so much better * cough *. Eventually gets used to it because, well, you are your own person. You can make your own choices.

He's not as good as Lucifer at supporting you, but he tries his best – if you're comfortable with it, he will ask you to nap next to him. That's it, that's all he does, but it's just his own way to make you understand that he's there for you.

MC's first time with Lucifer

A friend of mine wanted something smutty/explicit for Lucifer, so here I go I guess. This should be my personal interpretation of THAT scene in episode 20. Enjoy the sin.

- Mod Satan

tw: NSFW, Lucifer just being...well, Lucifer. And just me being way too fluffy and romantic.

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You were his. He made himself very clear on that point and, well, the fact that you've just made a pact with him was just further proof that, yes, now you belong to him.

And in a way, he belongs to you. Not as your possession, not as one of the many demons (his brothers) who made a pact with you, but as someone who's trying his best to show you that you're special to him, in his own, prideful way.

Because you are special to him, he just doesn't show that in a canventional way. And you not so secretly love that.

You love him, or you would have never said "There's still something I have to do." after he dismissed you.

He raises his eyebrows in slight surprise, looking at you directly in the eyes while waiting for you to articulate more.

Instead, you press your lips against his, and his hands immediatly find your waist.

Despite the appearence, he is a very gentle man demon. He holds you tight, but he's never aggressive. Not this time, anyway.

And he knew, he knew you've wanted to kiss him for a while now. Thousands and thousands of years of taking care of his brothers made him very observant. He just knows when you're up to something because you have that little smirk on your lips that usually make him slightly smirk too. And he tells you.

"I've always known that you wanted to do this. And I know what you'd like to do next as well. We're heading straight to my room."

It comes off as rough (and it is), but that's only because he just doesn't know how to express his happiness in any other way. He's the Avatar of Pride, after all. He won't throw away his pride like that.

What he really means, though, is: I don't know how to convey my love for you through my words very well, so let me just show you instead.

And oh boy, is he good at that.

During your first time together, he's not really that rough. He wants to make love with you, and even though he doesn't despise rough sex (how could he?) he just feels like it's not right in this situation.

Whispers in your hear or against the skin of your neck while he thrusts into you.

Leaves a lot of hickeys in places he knows his brothers would eventually notice just to make them freak out.

He's not very loud during sex, but you'll definetly hear him sigh or moan your name at least a couple of times, specially when he's close to his orgasm.

Won't ever admit it, but at some point he called you "baby girl/boy". He claims he doesn't remember doing that, but oh boy you do remember the moment when he whispered those words against your lips, while he gently squeezed your neck with his hand.

Honestly, he's very, very good. The man knows what he's doing.

The kind of man that takes your wrists to block them against the matress while he thrusts deeper into you.

Eventually ends up with hand holding and intertwined fingers.

He squeezes your hand when he comes into you, moaning your name with that very, very low voice of his that sends shivers down your spine.

He's okay with aftercare too, all things considered.

He lets you lay your head on his chest, might even stroke your hair a couple of times.

You bet he will stay awake for a bit just watching over you.