I opened my eyes to see balloons surrounding me. At first, I was confused… but then I remembered…
“Saengil chughahae!!!”
It was my 26th birthday.
My members jumped onto my bed, singing to me as I clapped my hands together. I really did love the attention, and after the turbulent past few months, I was just happy to see them.
“Flower deliveries began as soon as the shops opened!” Gali grinned at me. “You are so loved!”
“Thank you,” I made sure to hug each one of them.
“We made food, let’s hurry before our schedule starts,” Yeoni grabbed my hand and pulled me downstairs.
They were right; there were so. Many. Flowers.
A dozen pink roses were from JYP. A balloon bouquet was from Twice. A fruit basket was from my parents.
“JangMi-ya!” Eolin squealed as she read the card from a pot of marigolds.
I took the card and read it aloud. “The website said these were for October birthdays, and you can plant them. They are supposed to represent devotion and commitment, so they are definitely the flowers for you. I hope you have a very happy birthday. Harry!” I couldn’t help but squeal. “Harry Styles sent me flowers!” I jumped up and down as my sisters giggled and celebrated with me.
As great as that was, though, the amazingly huge bouquet of roses-every color imaginable EXCEPT pink- caught my attention. I immediately knew who they were from, and surprisingly it made my heart pound even faster than my note from Harry. I pulled out the card and read it, whispering under my breath, “26 Roses for my Rosie. Every time I see you, I fall in love with you all over again. Happy birthday, my beautiful girlfriend. Jimin,” my eyes widened. “He actually signed his name.”
“He’s so romantic,” Duri sighed over my shoulder.
“He is,” I couldn’t subdue the grin on my face.
“Okay, we need to get going,” Bora clapped her hands together. “We have a schedule today! Let’s eat and head out!”
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A few days later, I found myself walking around an empty four-bedroom mini-mansion with a bright smile on my face. Yeoni and her sister YeongMi were arguing over the bedrooms they wanted on the west side of the place, but Lily and I knew exactly which rooms we wanted on the east. I stepped into the bedroom I liked the best and looked around before opening the door of the balcony. Grinning brightly, I pulled out my phone and dialed.
“Hey Baby,” he answered immediately.
“Are you home?”
“I just got out of the shower… why?” he hummed.
“Go to the balcony.”
“Okay,” he spoke slowly.
I watched, waiting as the door to the BTS dorm slid open and he peeked out to look around. “I’m here.”
“Look at the building to your northwest… second floor.”
His head slowly turned and then looked down, a bright grin gleaming from his face. “That’s my baby!” he waved at her.
“Is this close enough?”
“Are you buying it?!”
“We’re calling it the ‘Flower Garden’ because all of our names have flower meanings.”
“You have no idea how excited I am right now,” he placed his hand on his chest.
“Eunnie?” Lily called my name before joining me on the balcony.
“That’s my Jimin,” I pointed up to the balcony.
She looked up to see him waving.
“That’s convenient,” she giggled as she waved back. “I take it we’re not looking at the last place then?”
“Nope. Let’s sign the papers.”
“You’re going to be busy,” Jimin spoke up.
“I’m always busy,” I huffed playfully.
“I saw your vlive for your birthday. You looked happy.”
“That’s because I am.”
“Good,” he watched me for a moment. “My parents want to meet you. Can you come with me to Busan?”
“I need to work it with my managers.”
“Three days. We’ll fly out right after our concert and come back the day after my birthday.”
“I’ll try.”
“Okay. Let me know so I can reserve a plane.”
“Private plane?”
“It’s the safest.”
“That will make things easier.”
“Yes,” he agreed with me.
“Okay. I’ll let you know.”
“Okay,” he smiled down at me. “This makes me… very happy. I’ll be able to see you every day.”
“I know.”
Yeoni stepped out onto the balcony and looked around. “This side has a lot of trees,” she scanned the area.
I pointed up to Jimin as she burst into laughter.
“Oh! Priorities!” she waved at him. “I see now.”
He laughed as he waved at all three of us. “Such a beautiful flower garden!”
“So this is the one?” Yeoni turned to me.
“Of course it is.”
“Okay. Let’s speak to the agent.”
“Gotta go. I’ll text you later.”
“I’ll be waiting,” he stared at me as we spoke. “Love you.”
I made kissing noises into the phone as he threw his head back in laughter before ending the call. I waved one more time before walking back inside and closing the door.
This was it. My first adult decision and my first big purchase. It was exciting and scary at the same time, but it was necessary. Olympus was slowly crumbling and Yeoni and I were saving ourselves. Now… all I had to do was wait out our disbandment.
The reunion of the Pomeranians was amazing. First, they barked at one another while jumping up and down. Then, they sniffed and licked one another, followed by a few dances. Finally, they climbed into the dog bed together and snuggled in where Bijou quickly fell asleep. Yeontan kept his head up, scanning the room as if he were on guard; of which Cynara and TaeHyung both watched over video chat.
“She must be jetlagged,” Cynara cooed. “My heart is so happy to see this.”
“What time is it in Paris?” TaeHyung’s sister asked them.
“Three in the morning,” he answered with a sleepy smile. “Seeing this is worth it.”
“You’re going to need a week to reset your clock when you return,” his father warned them.
“Probably,” he yawned.
“We stopped by the house on our way to pick up Tannie,” his mother spoke up. “It is finished. It is very beautiful; you will like it.”
“Did you take photos?”
“No, you can wait until you get home. Surprise.”
“Eomma!” he whined as Cynara burst into a fit of cackles.
“We are meeting with Lance after lunch to work on the wedding.”
“It never ends,” he sighed.
“It will end and then you’ll go back to work,” his father mumbled.
“Today is not that day,” he smiled with a nod.
“Go back to sleep,” his mother smiled at the two faces in the screen, realizing for the first time how normal it seemed for Cynara to be with her son.
“Thank you for taking such good care of my Bijou,” Cynara offered a relaxed sigh.
“They’re both very happy to be back together.”
“As it should be,” TaeHyung grinned at his mother. “Bye!”
“Bye!” everyone waved before ending the chat.
Cynara fell back into her pillows and relaxed.
“Our puppies are now completely happy,” TaeHyung placed his phone on the bed table and turned off the light.
“I hope her appetite comes back.”
“It will,” he pulled her into his arms. “Now sleep,” he kissed her nose. “Tomorrow, we Chanel.”
She smiled before snuggling up to him.
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Matching jewelry… collars for the dogs… dresses and suits…
They had their purchases sent to their hotel before meeting Jason in the entry of the boutique.
“This is our last day here before we head to the Riviera… what sounds good for lunch?” Cynara held tightly to TaeHyung’s hand as they slowly walked toward a waiting car.
“Bread and cheese,” he laughed.
“Mmm…” she nodded her head. “Good choice,” she looked up at Jason. “Saint-Germain-des-Prés, it’s on the left bank, please. It is foodie heaven.”
“Sounds good,” he nodded with a smile.
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“I feel like I should be making a photo album for them,” Jimin skimmed through the latest batch of photos TaeHyung had sent.
“That’s not a bad idea,” NamJoon rolled his eyes around in thought as they all sat around the conference table at work. “Are any of you giving them gifts besides money?”
“I want to buy them something nice for their house,” Hobi scratched his temple. “Tae already had many paintings purchased, though.”
“I think we need to see the house and decide what they need,” Jimin suggested, still scrolling through photos.
“I doubt they have a lot of couple clothes,” JungKook spoke up.
“Oooh… A cute winter coat set sounds good,” SeokJin immediately opened his browser to search. “Burberry, I think…”
“Pajamas…” JungKook also began shopping on his phone.
“Does anyone know the address? I’ll have some flowers delivered for their homecoming,” Jimin spoke while typing.
“His mom sent it to me,” NamJoon forwarded the message.
“Should we have a party for them?” Hobi looked around. “I mean… I really feel like we should show them that we support them this time. I think we need to publicly show our acceptance.”
NamJoon stared at him for a moment before answering. “I think we need the advice of Hyung-nim for that one.”
“I’ll call him,” SeokJin nodded. “Perhaps HYBE could foot the bill and try to make up for trying to split them.”
“Get ‘em, hyungie,” YoonGi grinned at him.
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“Please, no photos,” Jason blocked a camera phone as TaeHyung and Cynara sat inside a restaurant and sipped on wine.
“Are you used to this?” she stared out the window for a moment before turning back to her husband.
“You never get used to it,” he sighed, reaching across the table to play with her fingers. “He’s good, though. I trust him.”
“So do I,” she nodded. “I have questions.”
“Okay,” he answered slowly.
“There is no set time for our ceremony?”
“Paebak begins at dusk because of balance… day and night,” he tried to explain. “Light and dark.”
“Okay, I understand. I need to pick out wooden ducks?”
He thew his head back in laughter.
“This is funny?” she smiled at him.
“Who is making you help with plans? That’s a gift from my family to your parents.”
“Lance,” she sighed. “He’s excited and he loves your mom.”
“Tell him… if he keeps bother you on our honeymoon, we will have to take another after the Korean wedding.”
“Ah!” she burst into giggles. “I will do just that!” she began typing on her phone.
“No more working,” he demanded. “I’ll steal your phone.”
“Yes, sweetheart,” she answered playfully.
He smiled as he stared into her eyes, once again getting lost in their crystal blue depths. Would he ever get tired of them? Could he ever? “I love you.”
She grinned at him, loving the way he looked at her every time he did that. “I love you.”
“Are you ready?”
“I am ready to head south and shed some clothes,” she teased him. “I have a new bikini to break in.”
“And I will wrap you up in a coat so no one else can see,” he goaded her.
“You didn’t do that when we visited Jeju!”
“We weren’t followed by cameras then,” he sighed. “Fine. Let everyone see how beautiful my wife is.”
“You’re the only one who can have me,” she reminded him.
He licked his bottom lip and rolled his eyes. “Today will be much longer if you talk like that.”
“So I should tease you more?” she gently brushed the top of her foot against the outside of his calf.
“Baby…” he growled lowly.
“Fine,” she pulled back and finished off her wine. “I shall be a good wifey today.”
He grabbed her hand and raised his eyebrows. “Please. Don’t.”
Characters: 707 | Choi Saeyoung, Ray | Choi Saeran, Kim Yoosung, Kang Jaehee (Mystic Messenger), Zen | Ryu Hyun, Han Jumin, V | Kim Jihyun, Soraya | Former "MC" | Original Character, Song Hyejin | Original Character, Song Hyesun | Original Character
Additional Tags: Childhood Trauma, Kidnapping, Family Drama, Illegal Activities, Hacking, Aftermath of Violence, Mental Anguish,
Language, Sex, Rough Sex
Series: Part 2 of Legacy of the RFA
Summary: A story that takes place after V's "Forgive" After Ending; Saeran and Saeyoung are working to reach a state of normalcy when they're invited to a super secret society of twins who are also hackers. There, they meet and immediately fall for the Song twins, born just a few days after them, who happen to have a history similar to theirs. Eventually, they discover they are more connected than originally though, however these ladies are neck deep in a dangerous world they are trying to escape from. Will justice or love prevail, or can they finally coexist?
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Diavolo (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Barbatos (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Demon Characters (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Human Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Additional Tags: Reverse Harem, Harem, Heavy Petting, Drinking, Angst with a Happy Ending, Threats of Violence
Series: Part 2 of Tales from the Devildom
Summary: Adventures of a human exchange student in a house full of demons. Events take place between Belphie’s escape from the attic and MC’s first return to the Human Realm and loosely follows the Obey Me! storyline.
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Demon Brothers & Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Character | Zakimi
Additional Tags: Sex, Oral Sex, Multiple Partners, Reverse Harem, Rough Sex
Summary: In order to keep their human exchange student safe, Zakimi is locked down in the Demon Lord's castle. Understandably upset, the brothers decide to try dreamscaping as a way to spend time with her in her isolation. There's only one problem--the all choose the same time. Who will stay? Who will get kicked out of her dreams? And who will have the time of their life?
Zakimi sat in her new room and took in her surroundings. As a child, she would have been dazzled and filled with joy at the thought of living in a castle under the protection of a handsome prince. Reality was, however, in stark contrast. She was a prisoner in all but name, the ward of the future king of the Devildom. She knew Diavolo was kind and he cared for her. He saw her as a bridge between the celestial, human, and demonic realms. She could not, however, shake the feeling that she was missing some vital portion of information.
Barbatos, trust butler and most powerfully gifted demon in the universe, knocked on the door and stepped inside. "Please forgive my tardiness, My Lady. Welcome to your new abode. Should you require anything at all, please call for me.
She nodded before watching him for a moment. "Would you tell me the truth if I asked?"
"Yes," he searched her eyes.
"What have you seen to make him confine me to the castle?"
He stared at her. "There are currently three variations playing out and one ends in your death."
"He wouldn't want the Devildom to know he was protecting a demon-killing human."
"As of yet, no demon is dead."
"Yet," she read between the lines, "is he protection me, or... someone else?"
"You can do better than that, Zakimi. Think... bigger."
She rolled her eyes away and sighed. What she wouldn't give to start this day over again. "I hope the lock on your door is strong."
"Possessing the doors of time is a blessing and a curse, yet I am ardent in protecting them. Unless you'd like to visit my chambers for another reason..."
She smiled and rolled her eyes. She did love his perverted insinuations. "Lucifer..."
"Is here. Please dress for dinner," he bowed before taking his leave.
--
She chewed on the inside of her lip before skimming through the closet full of fancy dresses and a ball gown. She chose a beaded black sheath and pulled her hair up before meeting her new governess in the hall.
"Lady Zakimi," she bowed to her. "I am Samara, and I will be with you for a great majority of your stay here."
"That would allude to a future in which I eventually leave the castle," she watched her.
"It would, indeed," she purred.
Zakimi gave in and nodded. "It's a pleasure to meet you," she used her manners. Even though she was a servant of the prince, she was a demon and therefore a higher-ranking citizen than she.
They met Lord Diavolo in the grand hall where he bowed and kissed the back of her hand.
"You seem to be settling in quickly,"
"That's easy to do when you were obviously prepared for my arrival."
He smiled and nodded slightly. "Guilty."
"I have so many questions."
"I'm sure you do, but there are seven brothers about to climb the walls of the dining hall to find you. Shall we?" he held out his hand for her.
She accepted, walking with him down the corridor and into the room.
"Wow," Beelzebub's mouth dropped open at the sight of her, dressed properly for dinner.
"That dress looks amazing on you," Asmodeus squealed in delight.
Satan met eyes with the woman behind her and raised his eyebrows in surprise. "Samara? I wasn't aware you were in the employ of Lord Diavolo."
"I wasn't needed until recently," she nodded curtly. "It's nice to see you, Satan."
"Likewise," he locked eyes with Lucifer.
Zakimi met eyes with each of the brothers before taking the seat to Diavolo's left, across from Lucifer and next to Leviathan.
"I take it your accommodations are acceptable?" Lucifer asked stoically.
"Surprisingly so," she nodded.
"Why so formal?" Diavolo laughed at them. "You've been roommates for two years. Relax!"
"You may regret that request," she burst into laughter.
"She's fine," Mammon called down the table as they visibly relaxed.
Levi slid his hand to her thigh and leaned toward her. "We have a plan..." he whispered.
"No," she took a drink of pomegranate wine. "As much as it sucks, I need to be here," she patted his hand gently.
"That's insane," Asmo glared angrily before focusing his ire on the demon prince.
"Can someone please explain why this is happening?" Belphegor spoke up.
"If a demon attacked another demon, it wouldn't be a big deal," Beelzebub followed.
"Mind your manners," Lucifer growled as Diavolo held up his hand.
"I understand you have questions, and I know that withholding information from the seven of you has been a mistake in the past. The truth is... I am doing what I can to ensure that a possible outcome that none of us would be pleased with cannot take place."
Lucifer rolled his eyes around in thought.
"There are three outcomes, and one ends in my death," Zakimi repeated Barbatos' words.
The table quieted as Satan frowned. "Samara isn't your governess, she's your bodyguard."
"She possesses the 'Death Touch' and yes, that is why she is here," Diavolo agreed.
"We can protect her," Mammon argued.
"Yes, you did a fine job of that in the first place," Asmo glared at Belphie.
"Not a hair on her head was harmed," Beel raised his voice.
"The reality in which she dies is in the House of Lamentation," Diavolo argued.
"You're playing with fate," Lucifer argued. "For all we know, you're changing everything."
"Yes, and that is entirely the point."
"You greedy..." Mammon sat up in his seat.
"Please stop arguing," Zakimi spoke lowly, the brothers' voices so loud she wasn't heard. "I said stop!" she yelled, her command pushing the brothers back against their seats and closing their mouths. If only she was able to command demons with whom she didn't make pacts, they wouldn't be in this position at that moment.
"Thank you, Zakimi," Diavolo nodded to her.
"How long do you propose to keep her locked up here?" Lucifer asked lowly.
"She is not a prisoner," he assured him.
Levi huffed incredulously.
"I swear to you all, Zakimi is not a prisoner. I will warn you, though, that every time you try to sneak her out or run from her protectors, she will be in. danger. The demon you so thoroughly punished this afternoon is not one to be ignored."
"I knew I should have killed him," Satan repeated yet again.
"What's done is done," Lucifer spoke up. "I will do as you ask, but I swear... if anything happens to her..." his red eyes glowed.
"I swear to all of you..." he took Zakimi's hand and squeezed it. "As the future king of the Devildom, I will protect her with my own life."
His eyes met hers as she read his sincerity. Her heart nearly stopped as she recognized more than responsibility or obligation there. No, she saw love there as well. For the first time, she felt truly frightened at the thought of not only losing the demons that had become her family, but also the one with whom she was so madly, deeply, incessantly in love. She now understood Lucifer's misgivings completely. Diavolo really had intended to make this permanent. He was intent on building a future in which all three realms worked together in peace. What better way could he achieve that other than marrying the human descendant of a former angel, who was close to the seven rulers of Hell?
.
After a very tense dinner, the brothers took turns saying goodbye. She kept reminding them that she had only moved across town, not to another realm. It didn't matter one bit, however, to them. It felt as though she were leaving them.
Mammon promised to text her daily.
Levi promised to meet her in a nightly online game room.
Satan gave her a book list to read from so they could discuss them together.
Beel vowed to call her on video chat at least once per day so they could eat together.
Belphie reminded her to look up at their stars every night and call him.
And then there was Lucifer...
"I don't care what he says. I'm usually here in meetings daily. I won't leave until I see you."
"I know."
"He's not the only demon interested in marrying you," he looked down at her. "You have a say in your future no matter what he wants."
"You keep reminding me that sometimes the good of others is more important than our wants."
"So you choose now to actually listen to me?" he threw his head back in frustration. "Damn it, Zakimi. Must I always remind you that you are, in fact, mine?"
"Of course not, how silly of me."
"Please learn from these mistakes."
"Goodnight," she whispered. "Get some sleep."
He suddenly remembered the book on 'Dreamscaping' she had been reading and smiled. "And you as well."
--
Zakimi lay in a luxurious tub full of hot water and fizzy hellfire rose bath bomb that Asmo packed into her things. She closed her eyes and thought over the events of the day. In the matter of five minutes, her life changed forever. The path she thought she was on swerved drastically.
Two years ago, she found herself in the Devildom as one of two human exchange students. That one act led to her becoming connected to the seven most powerful demons, fallen angels, and discovering her ancestry as part of their distant family. She was bound to them, entered pacts which formed intimate, unbreakable bonds with each. She understood why they were so upset at their new distance, because she too felt the emptiness in her chest. She never imagined the tremendous ache in her soul would be caused by the absence of demons.
Entering a pact with a demon was so much more than she thought it would be. She felt connections to each of them unlike anything she had felt before, and at that moment she was feeling the anger and frustration of all seven.
Never did she imagine her life as it was. Demons really were much different than humans. Their thought process was much more... primal and instinctual. Nothing was black and white. Even intimacy fell into several shades of gray. Each brother desired her on an intimate level, yet each was different. Jealousy was a way of life in the House of Lamentation, yet never became unbearable. There were so many other things they fought over... such as money, food, and crazy video games.
She felt so strange, stepping out of the tub without worrying about the door blasting open. She wondered if she would step into her room at the house ever again.
She walked into her new room, a knock at her door as she wrapped a robe around herself. She opened the door to find Diavolo smiling down at her. "Would you care to join me for tea?"
"That sounds great," she smiled for him.
He took her hand and led her down the hall to his chambers where Barbatos had set up a full tea in the sitting area. She was so used to her relationship with Barbatos as a friend that having him wait on her seemed odd.
He caught her unease and smiled. "Would you like to help me bake macarons tomorrow?"
"I'd love to," she relaxed. "We should call Luke to help."
"I agree."
Diavolo smiled, approving of their rapport.
"Two sugars?"
"Yes, please."
He placed a cup and saucer in front of her before doing the same for his master. She watched him work, his movements perfect and fluid, as if he had done this very thing a million times.
"That will be all for the evening, thank you."
"Good evening," he bowed, leaving them quickly and closing the door.
They each savored their first sips before looking at one another.
"What might it take for you to relax around me?" he asked softly.
She raised her eyebrows. "I'm honestly not sure that's possible."
"You've been threatened with death and killed once by the brothers," he scoffed.
"My desire to help them reconnect with Belphie was stronger than my fear of him."
"And Lucifer?"
"I'm still afraid of Lucifer," she smiled impishly.
He cackled at her. "Aren't we all?"
"If you're not, you should be."
"You're not wrong," he grinned. "You know, I'm not wearing my uniform right now."
She glanced up to see that he too donned his pajamas and robe.
"There's no badge, no emblem, no title right now."
"I'm surprised. I was sure Barbatos would have peeked into one of his doors and told you the truth."
"He did. He is very protective of you."
"Ah," she looked away.
"I'd still like to hear your version."
She closed her eyes and sighed. "I was firmly reminded of my place in this realm."
"You are fully capable of handling yourself against a lower-level demon."
"Sure... so long as I can speak the words. He hit me so hard that I couldn't breathe and when one cannot breathe, they cannot speak."
"Zakimi..." he reached across the table to take her hand.
"By keeping me here, you have failed your project. You've proven that demons can't be trusted around humans."
He rolled his eyes around in thought. "This wasn't a whim. I have several reasons to keep you close right now."
"He's going to retaliate."
He nodded his head.
"Will they get hurt?"
"Nothing they can't handle."
"Unless I die."
"It's not a reach to say that the devastation to the Devildom should that happen would affect all the realms. The seven in blind rage would go so far as to destroy. themselves as well," he stared at her hand. "I wouldn't do much better."
"What is your plan, then?"
"He and his brothers will attack..."
"He has a death wish?"
"He has sorely underestimated the lengths Satan will go to for revenge."
Perhaps you should remind him of their titles?"
"Unfortunately, we're not known to think logically when angered... or embarrassed in front of a human."
"A snack. He tasted me."
His face reddened as he let out a frustrated grunt. "I'm sorry."
"It's my own fault. I chose to be here instead of refining my magic."
"You could always go back for a while. Perhaps visit the celestial realm?"
"Run back to the human realm with my tail between my legs?"
"Lucifer's right, you really are beginning to sound like one of us."
She smiled and relaxed.
"If I'm being completely honest... I wish I had a reason to move you in long before this. I've never been a fan of nepotism, but I really don't mind when it comes to you."
"It's actually a relief to see you choose yourself over your title for once. I just wish it didn't involve me."
"Why is that?"
She stared at him. "I know where this is heading and I know that the big picture is more important than my feelings."
"My biggest fear... is what happens when I lose the fealty of the man who's been by my side since 'The Fall'."
"We have discussed so many times... how his brothers would react..."
"Is it that serious?"
"I love them all so much. I can't imagine hurting them."
"Surely they know?"
"It's a game. Every day is a contest. They all work so hard at acting like it doesn't matter, but I know their true feelings. Sometimes I think my pacts with them are more a curse than anything."
"I don't envy your decision. Of course, you could always choose Solomon and..."
She burst into laughter and pulled away her hand. "I think I've revealed enough of my secrets for one day."
"Perhaps we should make this a nightly ritual?"
"Only if you're willing to flay your pound of flesh as well."
His eyes grew large as he turned away and cleared his throat. "Yes... well..."
"It's not as easy as I flawlessly demonstrated," she quipped.
"Not at all," he shook his head. "Perhaps another time."
She nodded her head. "I'll hold you to your word."
"Please do."
--
Belphagor sat on the sofa next to Beelzebub and stared at the fireplace, just as his twin did.
"It does," Beel sighted, answering his thoughts.
"What are you reading?" Asmodeus asked Satan.
"How to build a trebuchet... we could be ready to storm the castle by the weekend."
"I'm in," Levi offered his help.
"I'm waiting to hear back from the dragon farm. They might have a mature male for a discount," Mammon looked up from his phone.
"We do have Cerberus if we need him," Lucifer smirked from the doorway.
"We're not joking," Belphie growled at him.
"Neither am I," he looked around. "I've gone so far as to contemplate the spell for the 'eternal sleep' and hiding her in a tomb under the house for a century or so."
"Please let me be there when you pitch your plan," Asmo laughed at him.
"Seriously thought... we are doing something, right?" Beel looked up at him.
"It depends on her," he sighed. "I need to speak to her."
"You have until the trebuchet is operational. This weekend, we storm the castle," Satan informed him.
"Fine. I'll get right to it. Goodnight," he walked off to his room.
"Was that code?" Asmo crossed his arms.
Mammon stared at Satan for a moment before they both burst into smiles.
"Goodnight!" They jumped up and dashed to their rooms.
"Levi clapped his hands together. "Dreamscaping!"
"I'm on it," Belphie leaned back and closed his eyes.
--
Zakimi reread the instructions for the twelfth time before reaching for the black candle in her bag. She closed her eyes and focused her thoughts before lighting it and climbing into bed.
She lay back and stared up into the ceiling, closing her eyes when she was ready. She calmly breathed in and out until her muscles relaxed and she dozed off.
When she opened her eyes, she was in a black negligee, sitting on Lucifer's lap. He was shirtless, perched onto a black marble throne in his demon form, an arrogant smirk on his face.
"Might as well dream big," she purred as she raked her eyes over his chest and up to his sparkling red eyes.
"I thought you might need a reminder of exactly who the fuck I am," he inched his hand up her thigh.
"Yes, please. A refresher is much needed," she kissed him. Her head suddenly filled with whispered. "What?"
"I said nothing."
She frowned and shook her head. Once the voices stopped, she returned her attention to her demon. He pulled her closer, gripping onto her hips to straddle him as he sucked on her bottom lip. She felt his arousal pressing against her and sighed into his mouth as he watched her.
He never closed his eyes. His pride always needed reinforcement in the faces she made while coming completely undone by his touch.
Again, whispers filled her head as she opened her eyes. "Asmodeus?"
"Did you seriously just call me..."
"No, he's here..."
In a flash, she was gone.
"Well damn," he sat back and sighed.
.
Zakimi opened her eyes again to find that she was tied up at the wrists, handing by a hook in a ceiling plank. She felt a hand wrap around an ankle and looked down to find Asmo smiling up at her.
"My rosebud..." he kissed her foot.
"What are you doing here?" she bit her lip as he moved his lips up her leg, flicking out his tongue at the back of her knee.
"Nothing relieves stress like orgasmic bliss, my petal. I'm about to bliss the shit out of you."
"Oh!" she let out as he slid both hands up her thighs and cupped her ass. As he took her with his mouth, she lifted her legs and draped them over his shoulders.
Whispers once again filled her head, this time Levi's becoming louder than the others. She suddenly vanished as Asmo let out an angry snarl. "Damn it!"
.
This time, she opened her eyes to find herself between Levi's legs, on a pillow, his arms around her while playing a game. She snuggled into his chest and smiled as his hands moved on the controller. She stretched her neck and kissed under his chin.
"No distractions!"
"Then why am I here?"
"You're my ‘Player 2’ in the next round."
She looked down to see a sparkly limited-edition controller and gasped before grabbing it.
"Happy birthday eve," he smiled.
"I can't believe you found one."
"It's a dream," he reminded her.
"Ah. Valid point."
"I can't believe I'm asleep this early."
"Just for me? You're so sweet..."
"Stop with the gooey stuff," he complained.
"You mean you don't want to..."
"I didn't say that," he lean down and bit her ear.
She squealed just as the whispers began again.
"Crap," he lost the game and tossed his controller aside. "Oh well..." he kissed her.
He suddenly realized that he was gone.
.
"Finally!" Satan looked up from reading a book. "I've been searching for your thoughts for an hour."
"So have your brothers," she sat on his lap.
"Ah," he sighed. "Please tell me I just ripped you from Lucifer's dream."
"Levi."
"Oh. This has to be better, right?"
She looked around at the library. "Um... sure..."
"Good," he patted her on the butt. "So, we have a plan..."
"For what?" she asked. Of all the brothers so far, he was the first one to actually want to talk.
"I'm building a trebuchet and Mammon's procuring a dragon," his eyes sparkled with excitement. "Luci's vowed to let loose Cerberus."
"Oh my," she burst into a grin. "You're actually plotting together?"
"We now have a common enemy."
"Diavolo's not your enemy."
"He's keeping you away from me."
"He thinks he can protect me."
"From that low-ranking scum that tried to eat you today?" he scoffed.
"He's going to retaliate. No one will get hurt if I'm not there."
"Please. Don't try to tell me he's trying to protect us."
"He actually said you'd be fine."
He watched her for a moment. "Can you stop being so damned cryptic and explain this?"
She wasn't sure where to start. The ass hat from earlier seemed like a good place. "You really should have killed him."
"Twist the knife deeper," he sighed.
"He and his brothers are going to attempt to attack you. If I get caught in the crossfire, I'll be killed and all seven of you will go insane and annihilate the entire realm and yourselves in the process."
"Huh."
"That's the dreaded third ending we're trying to avoid alltogether."
"Agreed."
"So... no storming the castle?"
"Ugh," he threw back his head dramatically. "Fine."
"Thank you."
He began to rub his hand up and down her back. "Are you leaving again?"
She paused before answering. "I don't know."
"If this truly turns into a bloody battle, I'd rather you not see it."
"I know," she looked into his eyes. "It won't change the way I feel about you, but I do know how much you hold back. I've had an up close and personal experience with demon bloodlust."
"So tell me, when it's over and you're safe... what happens next?"
"I don't want to talk about that."
“You can prattle on all day about killing someone, but not about making one... little... choice."
"Little?"
"Right, Beel's involved. Forget I said that."
Whispers once again filled her head. "Again? Couldn't you guys plan a schedule or something?"
"Who is it?" he frowned.
"Mammon."
"What the..." he blinked and she was gone.
In his room, he opened his eyes and looked around. "Fuck that," he jumped up and dashed down the hall.
.
"Miss me?" Mammon smirked as Zakimi looked around the beach.
"Aww... you remembered," she purred as she realized they were at the secluded beach they went to in the summer.
"Come here, Baby," he pulled her into his lap. "We won't get sand up our asses this time."
"That's good to know," she wrapped her arms around his neck.
He kissed her, but then pulled back and sighed. "You scared me today. I'm thinking about changing my schedule to be in all the same classes."
"I'm not going back, Money. Online classes."
"Seriously? Damn it."
"No student council... no clubs..."
"What's the point in stayin', then?"
The words caught in her throat as she pressed her forehead against his.
He suddenly disappeared, sending her into the sand with a screech.
.
Mammon woke up after receiving a smack to the head.
"What the hell, Satan?!" he sat up.
"That's for interrupting!"
"Me?! I had her half naked on the beach!"
"Classy as always," he punched him.
"What the hell?" Asmo peeked his head in, his sleep mask pushed up to his forehead.
"I got cock blocked by Mammon!"
"Oh, that's classy, ain't it?" Mammon yelled before being smothered by a pillow.
"So did I! It was getting really good, too!"
"Which one of you ruined my date?!" Levi pounded his fist against the wall of his room.
"Are we really turning this into a contest?" Lucifer asked from the doorway.
"Yes!" the four of them yelled back.
"Wait, are the twins still asleep?" Mammon rubbed his jaw while looking around.
.
"You smell so good," Beel pushed Zakimi against the wall as he kissed her neck.
"You're so warm," she threw her head back, pulling his red hair into her fists.
"I'm the only one who can pin you to the wall," he growled. "And I'm the only one who nibbles on you."
"Yes!"
Beel quite literally took up from where they left off in the hall that morning in the hallway. Of course, he would never slam her up against the wall in front of his brothers, but this was exactly what he wanted to do the moment she stepped to of the bathroom after her shower.
He grabbed her by the waist and carried her off to her room, tossing her onto the bed before pulling the belt to her robe and pushing it off her shoulders.
She had never seen him this aggressive before. She could see the fear in his eyes when he looked at her. He was trying to prove to himself that she was fine.
He pushed down his pajama pants and crawled up her body, kissing, licking, and nibbling until his lips met hers. Then, he pushed his way inside her.
He thrust his hips into hers a few times before reaching up to her headboard of twisted ivy. He used it for leverage as he pounded into her, her cries music to his ears as she wrapped her legs around him.
The cracking sounds the bed made were no match for her wails of pleasure as she screamed through her release, her body clamping wildly around him as she fought to catch her breath. He slowed down for her, smiling against her skin before gently biting her cheek.
"Mmm..." she ran her hands over his huge, muscular arms. "You haven't done that since you visited me in the human realm last year."
"I don't get you all to myself very often," he kissed her.
"True," she cupped his face and kissed him harder.
--
Belphagor sat at the dining room table the next morning and looked around. It was highly unusual for the avatar of sloth to be the first one at the breakfast, even beating his twin. Slowly, his brothers crept in and slid into their seats, no one saying a word.
Lucifer was definitely in a bad mood to boot.
He glanced up to see Mammon with a black eye and froze. "What happened?"
"Don't worry about it," he mumbled.
Beel joined them, all smiles as Asmo stared at him. "You're in a much better mood than last night."
"I had a good dream," he bit into a banana.
Levi stared at him and then turned to Belphie. "What about you?"
"Zakimi joined me, and we cuddled all night. It was like dreaming about sleeping. It was awesome."
"Hmph," Satan snorted in approval. "Oh... Storming the castle is on hold."
"Why?" Mammon frowned.
"Apparently, the... ass hat... as Zakimi kept calling him... is attacking us with his brothers."
"Oh?" Lucifer smiled slyly. "Excellent."
"I thought so."
"Am I going to need a new manicure?" Asmo sighed.
"I'm fairly sure at least one of us is getting ambushed," Belphie spoke up as they all turned to him. "She talks in her sleep."
They all nodded silently.
"I will try to get more information at my morning meeting," Lucifer rubbed the back of his hand.
Levi starred at the table before speaking. "I think she should go back to the human realm until this blows over."
"It's her choice," Satan rebutted quickly.
"I promised her I wouldn't leave until I saw her every time I'm at the castle. I'll... try to see where her head it at," Lucifer downed his coffee before leaving.
Fandom: 恋してしまった星の王子 | Star-Crossed Myth
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Scorpio/Main Character (Star-Crossed Myth), Leon/original character
Characters: Zyglavis (Star-Crossed Myth), Huedhaut (Star-Crossed Myth), Leon (Star-Crossed Myth), Scorpio (Star-Crossed Myth), Ichthys (Star-Crossed Myth), Dui (Star-Crossed Myth), Teorus (Star-Crossed Myth), Karno (Star-Crossed Myth), Partheno (Star-Crossed Myth), Aigonorus (Star-Crossed Myth), Krioff (Star-Crossed Myth), Tauxolouve (Star-Crossed Myth), King of the Heavens (Star-Crossed Myth), Orihime | Vega (Star-Crossed Myth), Hikoboshi | Altair (Star-Crossed Myth), Original Character | Dionyssa, Original Character | Alopex/Pexi
Summary:
When the six fallen gods are exiled to Earth, it is the Minister of the Crown, overseer of the Departments of Wishes, Punishments, and Prayers who feels it most. As the younger sister of Leon, and the love interest of Scorpio, she is forbidden to visit or interfere with The King's plans... lest she find herself in the same predicament. Will she do her job faithfully as The King's Advisor, or will she find herself with her own brand of sin?
She stood at the tower, waiting for him - just as she said she would. As the sun fell behind the clouds, the colors of the sunset faded into night. Biting her lip, she dropped her eyes, wondering what went wrong.
“Lady Alopex,” she turned to find Vega, messenger for the Department of Wishes.
“Yes?”
“The King requests your presence in his private chambers.”
She nodded before turning to face the young goddess. “How did you find me?”
“The King gave me instructions.”
“Of course,” she pursed her lips. In a flash of pure white feathers, her wings sprang forth as she leapt from the tower and flew through the sky, toward the palace.
The King smiled upon hearing her footsteps and looked up to greet her. “Minister of the Crown Alopex, Goddess of Seduction, Ruler of Vulpecula,” he motioned for her to take the seat beside him.
“That was extremely formal. I have a feeling that you’re about to fill me in on a decision you’ve made without my advice.”
“It is rare,” he agreed.
She pursed her eyebrows. “May I ask why I no longer feel the presence of many powerful beings?”
“Ooh. Take a guess. Which ones?” He sat back and waited excitedly.
She peered into his eyes, her right hand aching to touch his chest and read his heart, yet she refrained.
“No cheating,” he grinned.
“My brother,” she spat quickly.
“Which one?”
“The strongest. Leonis.”
“Yes,” he grinned.
“Ichthys,” she continued.
“Curious that he’d be your second guess.”
“We grew up together. I’d know his aura anywhere… or when it is lacking.”
He nodded. “Correct again.”
“The mellow sadness present in the palace is gone. Huedhaut.”
“This is why I place so much trust in you. You know your subordinates well. Correct.”
“Scorpio.”
His eyes shot straight through her. When he did not answer, she explained.
“You sent Vega to the exact spot Scorpio and I were to meet this night.”
“You assume that if he did not meet you, I had sent him elsewhere?”
“He’s not the type to get cold feet,” she answered plainly.
“Correct.”
“There’s a lack of chaotic love… Teorus.”
He again nodded. “One more.”
She frowned, considering all that the five gods had in common. When she realized the answer, she angered. “Dui?”
“Perfect!” He clapped his hands together. “The Sinners Six!”
“What did you do, Uranus?”
“I sealed their powers and sent them to Earth.”
“For how long?”
“Until they’ve purged themselves of their sins and earned their release.
“I don’t understand…”
“You still don’t?” He reached for her right hand and placed it over his heart. Her eyes began to glow pink as she read his heart.
After a moment, she pulled back. “A reincarnated goddess?”
“That human woman is the key to their salvation.”
“Scorpio hates humans.”
“I am aware.”
She sighed. “That leaves two of my departments at half capacity. How will Wishes and Punishments be granted?”
“Your messengers, Karno, and Zyglavis will deliver files daily. Work continues; the sun rises and sets.”
“May I…”
“No,” he answered quickly. “I do not approve of your relationship with my Scorpio.”
“You’ve never approved of any of my relationships other than trysts and flings. One might guess you’d like me for yourself.”
“Why state the obvious? You know my heart.”
She turned and shook her head. “And you know mine.”
“Then my ruling stands. You cannot love a god of the zodiac.”
She rose to her feet. “Fear is a powerful weapon.”
“Fear?” He laughed arrogantly.
“The zodiac gods are the most powerful in the heavens.”
“And you are the most powerful goddess,” he answered quietly. “You would make an excellent queen, Alo.”
She rose to her feet and bowed. “No thank you, Your Majesty,” she turned and walked away.
***
Alo arrived at her office to find the Chief Minister of Punishments Zyglavis, Ruler of Libra, Vice Minister of Wishes Karno, Ruler of Cancer, and Chief Minister of Prayers Lyra, Ruler of Lyra waiting while messengers Altair, Vega, and Deneb poured wine.
“I would ask you to call in your Vice Ministers…” she mumbled.
“May we please have the king’s official explanation on the matter of our missing subordinates?” Zyglavis inquired.
“Yes,” she drank from her wine cup. “The King is punishing six of the zodiac gods for sins they’ve committed against the heavens. They have each acquired a mark of sin which has sealed their powers. They are currently living in a mansion on Earth, which serves as a conduit between realms and may return home when their sins have been cleansed.”
The room was quiet.
“There is a… human woman, a reincarnated goddess who has retained the stars in her eyes…”
“Lady Clotho?” Karno spurt.
“I would assume so. Within her lies dormant power. All they would have to do is touch her to regain their use of their power… for the purpose of continuing their work.”
“They’re imprisoned on Earth and can only use their powers to grant wishes and punishments?” Lyra laughed.
“Precisely,” she smirked.
“He didn’t happen to mention their specific sins?” Zyglavis asked.
“It is up to each god to discover their sins. We cannot interfere.”
“May we brief our departments?” Karno asked.
“Please do. Any questions can be brought to me directly.”
Silent nods all around the table cued her to continue. “I would like weekly updates on the status of your subordinates-“
“Boss,” Karno interrupted her. “Leon is my boss.”
“Until he returns to the heavens, you will take his place in proceedings and meetings, Lord Karno. You are acting as Chief Minister in his stead.”
“Yes, Lady Alopex,” he answered lowly.
“I know Leo better than anyone here. He won’t make this easy for any of us. I’ll do my best to watch over him from the reflecting pool…”
“You’ve been forbidden to go to Earth,” Zyglavis though aloud.
“Several reasons were given, but… yes. I won’t be able to directly interact with my teams.”
“Probably because one’s your brother, one’s a childhood friend, and one’s…” Lyra stopped upon seeing the faces of those looking back at her.
“It doesn’t matter,” Karno reassured her. “We’ll take care of them.”
“Thank you.”
***
Tauxolouve, Ruler of Sagittarius, walked into the room that held the reflecting pool in the Department of Wishes and stopped when he saw Alopex. “It’s not often that the Minister of the Crown drops by our pool,” he smirked.
“Hey, Lou,” she sighed.
He placed his hand on her shoulder and peeked in to find her watching Scorpio arguing with Ichthys. “At least some things haven’t changed.”
“He’s even angrier than before,” she smirked.
“That’s because his favorite goddess isn’t there to cool him down.”
She closed her eyes and sighed.
“Besides, Ik isn’t the easiest god to work with.”
“It depends on your sense of humor,” she smiled. “Does it make me weak for missing them?”
“No, it makes you an awesome leader.”
She placed her hand over his and squeezed his fingers as he kissed her cheek. “Thanks.”
“You deserve a break. You should shop for a nice young Adonis to keep your mind occupied.”
She raised her eyebrows and laughed. “Great idea!”
“See? I’m more than just a pretty face.”
“That you are,” she snapped her fingers and returned the pool into clear water.
Walking out into the hall, she turned and headed toward the Department of Punishments where she was stopped by Krioff, Ruler of Aries.
“My Lady, could you please approve this punishment?”
“What is it?” she glanced down at the scroll.
“This man was the mastermind behind the theft of millions of dollars that left elderly retirees without their pensions. A few, in their panic, committed suicide and tried to make it look like accidents in order for their families to receive benefits.”
“What a piece of work,” she sighed.
“It was a tough one, boss.”
“You clued-in the government by way of a leaked file, had his assets frozen, and endured an illness that he now cannot pay to have cured,” she nodded. “Well done.”
“Is it enough?”
“We’ll see. If he ends up on the list again, I’ll send him straight to you. All we can do now is wait.”
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” she turned to find a god from outside of the palace, a friend of her younger brothers, waiting for her.
“Such a wonder to see the Great Goddess Alopex at work.”
She met eyes with Krioff as he cocked his eyebrow before turning back. “Captain Iolas, what a surprise. What business do you have at the palace today?”
“Why, to see you of course!”
Krioff looked between the two and frowned before speaking up. “Is there anything else you require of me, My Lady?”
“Yes, one moment please,” she turned back to Iolas. “As you can see, I have business with Punishments at the moment. Please excuse me.”
“At this hour?”
“I’m not sure if you’re aware, but I have six gods out of the office at the moment. It has been quite busy.”
“Ah, pardon my intrusion. Perhaps some other time?”
“We’ll see,” she turned and walked into the Department of Punishments. “Thank you, Krioff.”
“Do you get hit on a lot?”
“It’s been fairly steady since my big brother is no longer around to scare them off.”
“I bet,” he smiled. “Well then, I’m happy to be of help.”
“Lady Alopex,” they both turned around to find Altair, messenger of the Department of Punishments, smiling at them.
“Yes?”
“Lord Zyglavis sent the completed punishments from Earth for your approval.”
“Please leave them on my desk, Altair. Thank you.”
Just then, bells began ringing in her head. “And there goes the King.”
“Can I help you with anything, Alo?” Krioff asked as Partheno, Ruler of Virgo sauntered in, his punishment list in-hand.
“I’m fine, thank you.”
“You need a man,” Partheno smirked. “You are entirely too tense.”
“Have you and Lou been conspiring?” she laughed.
“The Goddess of Seduction needs sexual contact, it’s a fact.”
“Too bad The King has forbid me to indulge in such contact with a god of the zodiac,” she sighed dramatically.
“It would be convenient,” he agreed.
“Well this conversation just turned awkward,” Krioff walked off.
They both waited until they were alone. “Is that why you’re not visiting him?”
She slowly nodded her head.
“He’s miserable, Alo…”
“Unfortunately, he is the only one to remedy the situation - he and that goldfish.” A Goldfish trapped in a fish bowl; Some days, that was what humanity seemed to the gods.
“That goldfish chose Leon to protect her.”
“Wh…” she laughed. “Is she a sadist?”
“Maybe,” he grinned.
*Ahem*
They turned to find Zyglavis in the doorway.
“We were discussing the goldfish’s choice of gods,” Alo grinned.
“Intriguing, isn’t it?”
She watched him for a moment. “How are my boys, Zig?”
“Angry.”
“Understandable.”
“That Wild Lion expected his punishment to end shortly. I believe he is finally coming to his senses.”
She nodded silently. “Thank you.”
“Aren’t you going to answer The King?” Partheno asked.
“When I am through here.”
Zyglavis raised his eyebrows. “Scorpio is watching out for Dui. He knows how to handle his situation better than anyone else.”
“True.”
“There you are!”
The three looked up to find The King walking toward them.
Each quickly bowed.
“Our nightly appointment…” he turned to Alo.
“I’m checking in on one of my departments. You’ve always told me that they took precedence over our meetings. You know, since they balance the realms and all that.”
Parthano’s eyes widened at the candor with which she spoke to their sovereign as Zyglavis smirked.
“And are you satisfied at Zyglavis’ report?”
“Yes.”
“Shall we?”
“Good evening, gentlemen,” she nodded before following him out.
Alopex took a sip of her tea while reading over a report given to her by the king. He stopped what he was doing and watched her for a moment before speaking.
“I sense a change in you.”
She continued to read. “How so?”
“I feel a coldness from you that I’ve never felt before.”
She finally turned to him. “After a thousand years, I finally found a man I could love again and you sent him to exile.”
“Scorpio is my most reliable assassin. Assassins don’t fall in love.”
“But what if he did?”
“Alo…”
“Do you honestly think I will forget about him and move on?”
“No. I expect you to make a choice.”
“I did.”
He pursed his lips and nodded.
She placed her teacup on the tray and looked up at him. “You are my king, my supervisor, and my friend. I will follow your orders because 1,200 years ago, I swore an oath to you… but no matter what you do, or how much you punish my loved ones, I will never carry the same feelings you hold for me. I am the Goddess of Seduction, not Miracles,” she rose and left the room.
Fandom: Mystic Messenger (Video Game)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: 707 | Choi Luciel/Main Character, Choi Saeran/Main Character
Characters: Choi Saeran, choi saeyoung, Original Characters, Kim Yoosung, V | Kim Jihyun, Han Jumin, Kang Jaehee, Zen | Ryu Hyun, Original Character | Soraya, Original Character | Song Hyejin, Original Character | Song Hyesun
Additional Tags: Childhood Trauma, Kidnapping, Illegal Activities, Family Drama, Hacking, Aftermath of Violence, Mental Anguish, Sex, Rough Sex, Semi-Public Sex
Summary: A story that takes place after V’s “Forgive” After Ending, Saeran and Saeyoung are working to reach a state of normalcy when they’re invited to a super secret society of twins who are also hackers. There, they meet and immediately fall for the Song twins, born just a few days after them, who happen to have a history similar to theirs. Eventually, they discover they are more connected than originally though, however these ladies are neck deep in a dangerous world they are trying to escape from. Will justice or love prevail, or can they finally coexist?
1
“Take me with you,” Yoosung begged him over the phone.
“Um… no.”
“I game!”
“What part of ‘secret club’ do you not understand?”
“How did you find out about it?”
“You have to be in the community… so to speak.”
“So they’re just not gamers?”
“No.”
“What are the other criteria?”
“I could tell you… but then I’d have to kill you.”
“I want to hang out with you guys. You have so much fun.”
“Of course we do, we’re the Choi twins. Gotta go. Study hard for at least thirty minutes before you log into LOLOL.”
“Whatever,” he sighed.
“Laterz,” he hung up after pulling into a parking space. He pulled down the visor of his car and checked his appearance, running his fingers through his shaggy red hair before adjusting his glasses. He grabbed his phone and stepped out of the car, locking it with a click of the dauber before stepping into an apartment building.
He knocked on the door of his twin brother and waited.
“Are we really doing this?” Saeran opened the door and sighed.
“What? A secret society of hackers who are twins. I mean… we’ve been chosen as part of the .0001%.”
He turned around and walked off, shaking his head. “How did we get invited?”
“Okay, that’s… a cool story,” he plopped down onto the sofa. “So, there’s this really cute gamer vlogger who goes by ‘Purple Fox’ and she’s really good. I’ve been watching her streams for a while, and I’ve played her a few times. She’s... really good.”
“How cute?” he lazily brought his eyes up to him.
“Cute enough for you to come with me,” he pulled out his phone and showed him.
He sighed before looking her over, her purple hair and violet eyes, cute sparkling purple headset with fox ears and full heart-shaped lips… “She’s definitely your type.”
“Right? And then… one day she had a special guest. Her twin…” he scrolled to the next picture to show him a nearly identical-looking woman, yet her hair was a soft violet and much longer. She had the same violet eyes but wore a black choker and bolder eyeliner. His eyes immediately fell to the nose piercing sparkling in the light of the monitor as a slight smile curled the edges of his lips. “Her gamer ID is ‘Emo Kitsune.’ So, I did some research…”
“Of course you did,” he crossed his arms.
“They’re good. It was hard to dig up much, but I did come across a code in one of her vlogs… ‘G∑⫙1∩1 J1∩⋈.’ She’s Gemini Jinx.”
His eyes widened. “No!”
“I stalked her online for a few nights before inviting her to a private chat. I told her that my twin and I were huge fans of her work.”
“She didn’t fall for that,” he laughed.
“Oh no. I immediately got hits on my flags. She tapped seven in less than a minute. She has a great setup.”
“She broke through the firewall in less than a minute?” he raised his eyebrows.
“It’s the fake one,” he frowned at him. “Who am I?”
“Who is she… really?”
“Now that… I haven’t found yet.”
He tilted his head to the side before walking off to his room.
Saeyoung burst into a bright grin before following him.
“Ah…” he growled while typing away on his computer. “No one knows her real name. She is good.”
“She either has close friends…”
“Or no friends,” he smirked.
“Anyway… she said this society gets together regularly to hang out with our own kind. The contract is signed by a bloody thumbprint and the last dude to breach the sacred seal of secrecy was never found.”
“Great, you’re pulling me into another cult,” he rolled his eyes.
“Seriously… if anything feels hinky, we’re out of there. I’m not getting that vibe, though.”
“Hyung,” he whined.
“They’re super cute… super smart… know how to keep secrets… speak our language…”
He glanced back down at the photo of Emo Fox and sighed before walking off to get ready.
2
The brothers stepped out of the luxury sports car and handed the keys off to the valet before strutting through the glass doors of the fancy building. They were met by a hostess, dressed in a fancy black dress. “Misters Choi, welcome,” she bowed as Saeran flashed his eyes to his brother. “Welcome to The Gathering. Please follow me to the Gate Keeper.”
Both were quiet as they entered an elevator and rode up to what seemed like the top floor. They stepped out to meet a man in a black suit.
“Misters Choi,” he bowed to them. “I am the Gate Keeper. Please carefully read over your contracts. If there are any questions, please ask.”
“What do these contracts entail?” Saeyoung spoke up.
“These are for tonight’s trial membership. Once you have met every member of the society, you will be voted in or declined. Either way, you will receive notification.”
Saeran sighed as he read over the contract, which was quite straightforward. It was purely a confidentiality contract with the only expectation of keeping silent the focus.
The twins met eyes and nodded before turning back to the Gate Keeper. They were each handed inkless fountain pens to prick their fingers and pressed their thumbs against the parchment.
“That’s dramatic,” Saeyoung smirked.
“I think it’s cool,” Saeran nodded while licking his thumb.
They were suddenly approached by a muscular man, his crisp, white oxford sleeves rolled up to reveal tattoos covering his skin. “Please follow me.”
Saeyoung stood a little taller and flexed his fists as Saeran looked away and laughed lowly. They were led to a wall and stopped. The man turned to a camera in the corner and nodded his head just before the wall broke away and opened to reveal a hidden elevator. They again followed the man onto the elevator and waited until they were lifted to an even higher level of the building. This time, they stepped out into the penthouse.
It looked like any other luxury penthouse in Korea, and probably was a bit bigger than Jumin’s to be honest.
Yet another hostess walked down a staircase in the same puffy black dress and clapped her hands together. “Welcome, gentlemen. Please enjoy yourselves.”
She led them up the stairs to a single door, guarded by a retinal scanner. She looked into the scanner and waited for the door to click before she opened it to reveal an enormous room, filled wall to wall with the highest of technology while Kpop blared from every corner.
“I feel like we just walked into Stark Tower,” Saeran mumbled.
“Or the Batcave,” Saeyoung followed.
“They’re here!”
They looked up to see the purple-haired beauty walk toward them. She was dressed in a purple hoodie and cut-off jean shorts.
“We are seriously overdressed,” Saeyoung laughed as his cheeks pinked up.
“No, we dress like that through the lobby. You can change,” she bowed to them. “Welcome to The Gathering. It’s a bit overwhelming at first but then you just start feeling like a badass when you can just scan your card.”
“Who’s place is this?”
“Introductions in due time… I’m Song Hyejin and my twin is in a death match of wits… but her name’s Hyesun. Follow me,” she led them to a bedroom. “You should find some comfy clothes in the closet. Come out to meet us when you’re ready.”
“You didn’t even ask our names” Saeyoung turned to her.
“No, I didn’t,” she tilted her head and smiled before leaving them alone.
As soon as the door closed behind her, Saeyoung turned to his brother. “I trust no one here.”
“Hackers live in the dark for a reason,” he sighed. “Everyone here has a story as bad or worse than ours.”
“The question is… do we want to know?”
“I’m just trying to survive; this was your idea.”
“Then I shall take full responsibility,” he nodded. “Let’s just have fun.”
“I can do fun.”
.
They changed into jeans and hoodies and returned to find everyone sitting around a huge round table that was loaded with foods of every kind, from street food, to fried chicken, to healthy banchan.
“Welcome,” everyone rose to their feet and bowed to them, which they returned.
“I’m Lee Taeyong. My brother Taehyun and I began this as a club of like-minded people to let loose and relax without fear of being noticed. The last thing we need is the public finding out that two technology heirs are also hackers.”
Saeyoung recognized them as sons of a technology magnate; one was basically in the same boat as Jumin, the other known for being a playboy.
“As you can see, we have a lot of awesome toys,” Taehyun pointed to the holographic gaming system. “We are the beta testers for my father’s company, and a few others. Feedback is always welcome for improvement.”
“We believe in full disclosure,” Taeyong glanced at Saeran. “We need to be able to trust and protect everyone who enters this room.”
“I appreciate that,” Saeran agreed.
“I’m Hong Myungyi…”
“And I’m Hong Yunyi…”
“And we are heiresses to a communication magnate.”
“They are responsible for the internet blackout last spring after their uncle threatened to cut them off from the family,” the other members of the table chucked.
Both brothers recognized Yunyi from a popular Korean drama as well, but said nothing as they introductions continued.
“They are our planners… and we are security,” a younger gentlemen spoke up. “Ahn Kyungwon and my brother Kyungsoo, along with Na Seokjin and Seokjun… we’re all college students who were about to go down for a grade changing scandal, but Bora helped us out,” he nodded toward Hyejin.
She smiled at him before taking a drink of her water.
“We’re a little more than college students,” Seokjun interrupted. “I’m an actor, he’s an idol. Please keep your mouths shut because we can and will…”
“Manners,” Hyesun hissed at him.
“Sorry, Noona.”
“Aish,” Hyejin shook her head. “We’re in charge of recruitment. I’m a gaming vlogger and she owns a flower shop. If just for transparency… we’re the daughters of the former president… Park Gyunhye,” she ended in a mumble.
The Choi brothers froze in shock.
“Seriously?” Saeran stared at Hyesun.
“The twin daughters that were kidnapped when we were young? That was you?” Saeyoung’s mind whirled at the information.
“Yes. It is also the reason you’re here,” Hyejin met Saeyoung’s eyes. “I’ve known about you for years, from hacking my mother’s server. Your father is filth of the highest caliber.”
“Agreed.”
“Would you care to enlighten us?” Taeyong waited.
“Oh, uh… Choi Saeyoung and Saeran, illegitimate sons of the Prime Minister and best hackers in this room,” he ended smugly.
“Has everyone in here had at least one parent try to kill them?” Myungyi looked around while holding up her hand.
“So it seems you did deserve a place at this table after all,” Kyungsoo nodded to Taehyun.
Everyone relaxed as they began to eat and speak to one another.
3
Saeyoung drove toward his house and listened to the music as Saeran stared out the window. He watched his brother for a moment before speaking. “You did really well tonight.”
“It’s not too difficult when you meet people who belong to the same tribe.”
“True,” he smiled at him. “But what did you think about the girls?”
He raised his eyebrows as he rolled his eyes around for a moment. “Sphinx is too famous for her own good. She’s going to get in trouble.”
“You’re calling them by their gamer names?”
“That’s how we’ll see them online,” he shrugged his shoulders.
“True. What about her twin, Ladybug?”
“She’s out to carve a notch in her bedpost with everyone in the group. Every. One.”
“Now that you mention it…” he tilted his head. “She was hitting pretty hard on Emo Kitsune.”
He quieted as he turned back out to the traffic.
“So she’s the one you like?”
“We have… so much in common. Their mom and our dad are probably best friends.”
“I feel like they’re the female versions of us, but… there’s something else. Purple Fox feels… dangerous.”
“I think she’s overprotective of her sister.”
“I think we have some homework to do if we end up getting accepted.”
“I doubt that will be a problem. Landmine had stars in his eyes while talking to me. We just need to convince the Lee brothers that we have no intention on leading.”
“Who needs that kind of responsibility?” he sighed. “So… you stayin’ tonight?”
“Yeah. I have no desire to go home.”
“Hey,” he turned to him. “You’re doing really well, brother. I am… very proud of you.”
He nodded silently before looking up at him. “Thanks.”
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“The new guys are interesting,” Hyesun spoke as HyeJin drove her tiny sportscar through the streets.
“Think about it… if they’re the sons of the Prime Minister, that makes their aunt our mom’s BFF and the entire reason for her imprisonment.”
“Our mom’s imprisonment is due to her greed and poor decision-making skills.”
She rolled her eyes and nodded her head in agreement. “I hope they know we’d never speak to their father.”
“I don’t think there’s enough trust for that.”
“There’s only one way to build trust.”
An evil smile spread across her face as she pressed down on the accelerator.
.
“Okay… I’m logged in,” Saeyoung took a sip of his soda as he waited for his brother to log into the computer across the room from him.
“I’m in,” Saeran plopped a chip into his mouth. “What server is this?”
“It’s a cute, fluffy little server that could possibly attract the attention of tiny little foxes,” he smirked as he typed away.
“Bro, are you really Fishstick?”
“Fishstick rocks,” he spoke while typing. “But seriously, Raven? He’s as old as Methuselah.”
“And still kicks ass,” he hissed.
“Okay, so…” the screen flickered.
“That was quick,” Saeran placed his headset on and turned to begin searching hacking codes from the game.
“It. Is. On,” Saeyoung did the same.
The sky of their game began glistening with purple glitter as the brothers burst into laughter.
“Where… are… you…” Saeran searched the playing field until he found Drift, who was coincidentally a purple fox. “Hello, Bora…”
“Where there’s one, there’s…” Saeyoung hummed until he found Brite Bomber. “I found Emo.”
“But… did you really?” her voice purred over the line.
“We decided that we didn’t get to hang much tonight, so… here we are. Let’s play,” Hyejin spoke.
“Let’s,” Saeyoung agreed. “But first… purple’s not really my color,” he pressed a button and turned the sky black, full of constellations.
“Ooh. Nice,” Hyesun purred.
“Question… are you going to play with us, or kill us?” Saeran asked.
“We will assist… but you probably shouldn’t trust us,” Hyejin spoke plainly.
“Truer words were never spoken,” Saeyoung chuckled.
“Your weapons cache is so pitiful… I got chu,” she tapped away on her computer as boss-killing weapons suddenly appeared in their inventories.
“That’s hot,” Saeyoung replied with a growl.
“I spotted a group to the Northeast and they’re coming in fast,” Saeran spoke as he took the game seriously.
“I’ve already spread landmines out in that direction to buy us time,” Hyesun spoke before breaking into a hard cough.
“Oh shit, I forgot to turn my phone back on…” Hyejin whispered. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine. I could just… remember…” she sighed.
“Is everything okay over there?” Saeyoung asked.
“It will be in a sec. We’re good,” Hyejin sighed.
“I have no idea where I got so much steel to fortify the bunker, but thanks,” Saeran smirked.
“You’re welcome,” Hyesun cleared her throat.
Saeran suddenly had a flashback… a memory of the exact same thing happening to him… every time he was forced to drink the elixir…
“Bro, you good?” Saeyoung waited.
He shook his head and focused on the game. “I’m fine.”
“And lookie who we have here,” Hyejin giggled as Sphinx and Ladybug popped up on the screen.
“Foxes… I take it Hacker God and Traumatic Acid are our new recruits?” Yunyi asked.
“Shall we form an alliance?” Myungyi asked sweetly.
“Mmmm… I don’t feel like sharing,” Hyejin killed her with a shot to the head as Hyesun whacked Yunyi’s head off with a rainbow axe.
“DAMN!” the Choi twins yelled out at the same time.
“Do make sure they can’t get back in,” Hyesun purred.
“Yes, dongsaeng.”
“I’m scared…” Saeran mumbled.
“Yet a little turned on…” Saeyoung hummed. “I can’t help but wonder if this is your version of flirting.”
“Oh no… you’d know if I were flirting with you,” she giggled.
“Then I shall sit back and wait.”
The night ticked on as the two sets of twins fought against oppression for the good of humanity until the wee hours of morning. Saeran hid a yawn and took a drink soda as Saeyoung smirked at him.
“I think my little bro’s gonna pass out on his keyboard.”
“Yeah, I’m ready to call it too,” Hyesan yawned.
“It was fun, ladies.”
“It was a blast,” Hyejin giggled. “I have a meeting with Kraken and Cobra tomorrow to discuss your approval. Is there anything I should be aware of before batting for your entry?”
“You seem to know everything,” Saeyoung spoke directly. “My question is… is there anything we should know about you before accepting the invitation?”
The line went silent before Hyesun spoke up.
“I believe our family matters mirror yours and might even be connected,” Saeran spoke up.
“We should meet up and discuss our connections,” Hyejin suggested. “Can you meet us at the flower shop in the morning?”
“Where might that be?”
“We’ve given you enough information, you can figure it out,” Hyesun laughed at them.
“Fine. We’ll bring the coffee,” Saeyoung agreed.
“It would be helpful to speak before they open for business. See you then,” Hyejin logged off the server as Hyesun followed.
The brothers dropped their arms and relaxed back into their seat before spinning around in their chairs to face one another.
Fandom: Shall We Date?: Obey Me!
Rating: Mature
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Demon Brothers & Main Character (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!)
Characters: Lucifer (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Mammon (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Leviathan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Satan (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Asmodeus (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Beelzebub (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Belphegor (Shall We Date?: Obey Me!), Original Character | Zakimi
Additional Tags: Angst, Not Actually Unrequited Love, Heavy Petting, Drunken Shenanigans
Summary:
Their exchange student thinks she’s out with the brothers for Karaoke. She’s aware that they want to test her tolerance to Devildom liquor, she is not, however, aware of the side affects of them all.
“And that’s how I became a cupcake,” Zakimi explained to Simeon, Luke, and Solomon the next morning before classes.
“Do you remember anything?” Luke’s eyes widened.
“When I turned back, I was in Belphie’s arms. He was crying and screaming at Beel not to eat me.”
“Wow. Are you sure you don’t want to move in with us? Solomon and Luke can share a room,” Simeon offered.
“How noble of you,” Solomon glared at him.
“Are you sure you…” Simeon walked around her to get a better look. His eyes widened as he blinked and look at Solomon. He nodded for him to come over and pointed out a huge chunk of hair missing from the back of her head.
Solomon raised his DDD and took a photo. “You should probably be aware…”
She looked down at the photo, her face growing into various shades of red just before she looked up to find Satan, Beel, and Belphie talking in the hall, standing guard against unrequited witches as they had planned the night before.
Satan made eye contact before standing straight and raising his eyebrows. “I sense a disturbance in force.”
“Oh… I think our ginger just snapped,” Belphie whispered.
She arrived in front of them and crossed her arms to calm herself. “Who licked the frosting?”
They raised their eyebrows.
“Look at this!” she spun around to show them her hair. “First of all, we walked here together, and NO ONE SAID A WORD. That makes anyone who saw it and not speak up AN ACCOMPLICE!”
“I swear!” Beel stepped back. “It wasn’t me.”
She rolled her eyes around, remembering that Asmo, Levi, and Mammon walked behind her this morning. Asmo was acting oddly as well… he wouldn’t look her in the eye. Her eyes narrowed as she spun on her heel.
“Should we warn him?” Belphie reached for his phone.
“No,” Satan placed his hand on his and pushed it down. “I’d like to see how this plays out.”
The three brothers quickly took off in the direction Zakimi dashed to, which was a gaggle of women surrounding their fifth brother in the stairway.
“So, are there any good parties this weekend?” he purred, running his fingers down an arm. “I bet we could have one hell of a party on our own…” he smiled before lacing the fingers of his other hand through another’s.
“Asmodeus!”
“Fuck my life…” he sighed.
“You’re going to let that tiny human speak to you like that?”
“Ladies, I’d let that tiny human do whatever she wanted to me and enjoy every second,” he pushed away and turned toward her, waiting for his punishment.
Satan caught up, his DDD recording as he held up his hand.
“Would you like to explain?” Zakimi waited.
“Okay,” he held up his hands. “You were a freaking cupcake! You looked soooooooo cute and I had an overwhelming feeling to… find out… how… you tasted… and it sounds waaaaaaay creepier now than it did last night,” he pressed his hands together.
“My hair,” her eyes glistened with tears she desperately didn’t want to shed. Not in front of her demons, and not at RAD. “You saw it and let me leave like this,” she ran her fingers through the back of her hair.”
“Oh… ooooohhhhh. I ate your hair. I get it now. I was wondering what possessed you to take a chunk out of the back of your hair.”
She pouted as she looked away.
Satan sighed and dropped his phone. This wasn’t as good as he thought it would be. Watching his brother get beaten up by a human with which he shared a pact was one thing. Watching your favorite human struggle with their emotions was entirely different.
“Okay,” Asmo reached into his pocket. “This is fixable. We will run down to Majolish at lunch and pick out some super cute hair clips and extensions. I will fix this, I promise,” he pulled out a hair tie and gently ran his fingers through her hair, pulling it up to hide the hole. “There. All better.”
She dropped her eyes and pouted.
“Look at me,” he cupped her face in his hands. “I’m sorry,” he whispered. “I know better than anyone how devastating something like this would be, and I’m so sorry my carelessness caused this. Please forgive me,” he pouted down at her.
“Fix it.”
“I promise,” he pulled her in and kissed her hair. “We’re going to be late.”
They walked into history class and slid into their spots as Aradia watched Zakimi.
“All better?” Beel leaned closer to her as he looked over Asmo’s cover job. “I can’t even tell.”
“Thank you,” she smiled at him. Her phone buzzed, but she ignored it. Five of the brothers she lived with were in that class, two were in another class, and one was assisting in a class. If any of them were texting, it would most likely be in a group chat, so either way, she’d be notified. That left one other person…
At that moment, Zakimi didn’t care. She wasn’t there to be used by a witch to gain access to her favorite demons, and there were so many other things going on in her life.
Satan glanced up at the raven-haired witch and watched her, a sly smile as he waited for the perfect moment for the kill strike.
She texted. Zakimi’s phone buzzed. She texted again. She was becoming angry as she turned around to stare at her, the beautiful red head lost in a sea of demon brothers who were doting on her.
Satan decided to go for the jugular.
“You know…” he leaned as close as he could to her. “You should take the hint and leave with your dignity.”
“What? What are you talking about?”
“Oh dear, you don’t know,” he grinned brightly. “She’s just not into you.”
Her eyes widened as her cheeks flushed bright red.
Zakimi flashed her eyes at him and smirked, tilting her head. “If I end up with boils or a toad…”
“Nah, we’ve got Lucifer. He’s a master at reversing curses.”
“Thanks,” she laughed at him.
.
Zakimi sat in the bleachers beside Levi, frantically reading a book she was deeply invested in.
“Is it really that go…”
“Shhh,” she held her finger up to him.
He smirked at her and shook his head.
“Is that the manga you started at lun…” Asmo joined them.
“Shhh!” she again held up her finger before turning the page.
“I didn’t know your eyes could get that big,” Satan watched her.
“Shhh!” Levi and Asmo held their fingers up to him.
She turned the last page and squealed. “Are you KIDDING ME?! Noooooooo!” she closed the book and opened it again. “WHYYYYYYY?!”
Levi turned the book over and burst into laughter. “They haven’t released the next one in that series yet, either.”
“Ah!” she grabbed her chest. “Evil. That is just… pure evil.”
“It’s okay,” Levi patted her head. “The game they released after the manga gives a few spoilers to the next book.”
“Please tell me you have this game.”
“Of course.”
“My hero,” she grinned at him.
Beel walked out of the locker room with his hand over his stomach, a pained look on his face. Zakimi immediately reached into her bag and pulled out a dense calorie bar for him. “I owe you.”
“You do,” she agreed. “But you refrained from eating me last night, and that deserves a reward. It’s your favorite.”
His eyes widened as he looked down at it. “You get me. Thank you.”
“What about me?” Belphie sat behind her. “I nearly lost a thumb, keeping you safe.”
“Not safe enough,” she pointed to her hair.
“We agreed to never speak of this again,” Asmo frowned.
“I believe my response was that I’d consider it once my hair has completely grown back.”
“Ahhh,” he sighed.
“The quicker we do this, the earlier we can get to karaoke,” Lucifer ran past them. All seven of them jumped up to follow him.
.
Mammon placed a tray full of various drinks down on the table as Zakimi’s eyes widened. “Okay, these are sweet, these are spicy, these are strong, and these… will fuck you up. Pick.”
She slowly looked up at Lucifer and raised her eyebrows.
“We’ll never know how you react to them if you don’t try,” he waved his hand. “At lease we’re all here to take care of you.”
“Sweet,” she answered quickly.
Belphie handed her a glass as they all watched her and waited.
She sniffed, held the glass up to get a good look at the contents, and then took a sip. Her green eyes lit up just before she tipped her head back and downed the entire glass.
“Woah!” the brothers gasped in surprise.
“That was… SO GOOD!” she clapped her hands together.
“She’s not dead yet! I’m picking a song!” Levi grabbed the remote.
The rest of the drinks disappeared just before Satan was heard pressing the button and calling for another round.
“So?” Asmo watched her.
“It was really mellow.”
“Nothing?” Beel stuffed a handful of popcorn in his mouth.
“Just a buzz,” she shook her head.
“Zakimi! Let’s do this!” Levi called to her as the theme song from an anime they watched together began playing.
“Yeeessss!” she jumped up and grabbed the second microphone.
“We’ve really sheltered her if this is the first time we’ve done this,” Mammon shook his head.
“Her only job is to learn. She’s done really well without having distractions,” Lucifer nodded. “She’s actually scoring better than some demons at the moment.”
“You can smile. I’m proud of that as well,” Satan smirked at him.
“They know the dance moves?” Belphagor burst into laughter while Beel clapped his hands and whistled.
The entire group applauded and whistled when the song ended, which was at the same time their waitress carried in a fresh tray. Lucifer caught her eyes as she turned toward Zakimi and sniffed the air.
He stood up and cut her off. “You can double the drinks and keep them coming. We’ll be emptying these glasses rather quickly tonight.”
“Of course,” she ducked her head and looked at the floor. There weren’t many demons who dared make eye contact with the great Lucifer.
Zakimi took her seat and rubbed her hands together before looking around the tray. “What’s that?”
“Spicy,” Mammon smirked at her. “It’s a lot stronger than that sweet one.”
“By a lot, you mean…”
“Try it,” Asmo grinned at her before taking the remote from Levi.
“Okay,” she again lifted the glass and looked at the liquid within before sniffing at its contents. “Woah…”
“So?” Lucifer took one of the same and waited.
She took a sip and smacked her lips together quickly. “Oh. It’s like whiskey. Cool,” she tipped her head back quickly as the brothers followed. “Mmmm… that one burned going down,” she breathed as she looked around, grabbing the sweet drink from Asmo’s spot and downing it as well. “Mmmm. Better.”
Mammon froze and blinked a few times. “You’re going to die tonight.”
“What?! No!” she giggled.
“I’m amazed you’ve survived this long,” Satan crossed his arms.
“I can hold my liquor, thank you very much!” she giggled. “I’m half Scottish, you know.”
“And 100% human,” Levi elbowed her.
They watched as Asmo performed a song for them, applauding him as he finished while two more rounds were placed in front of them.
“Look at me first,” Mammon checked her eyes. “Wow, you’re really okay?”
“Really, truly,” she tapped her nose with her finger.
“So what, when you miss that means you’re drunk?” Lucifer laughed at her.
“Yes. Or my teeth go numb. Or my cheeks go pink,” she patted her cheeks. “Still cold.”
“Next level,” Satan handed her a glass of green… slime?
“The fuck is that?” she squealed as everyone burst into laughter.
“That is the slime off the back of a hell’s creek toad,” Beel reached for one.
She pulled a face and held up the glass. “It’s green.”
“What other color would it be?” Belphie asked her.
She slowly sniffed the glass and turned her head to heave, gagging on the smell. “Noooooooo,” she placed the glass back onto the table.
“Straight for the Devil’s Spit, then?” Lucifer handed her the strongest glass.
She stared at the red liquid before accepting the glass from him. She met his eyes with a wicked smile before they both tipped back their heads.
.
Songs were sung and more liquor consumed as the night flew on. The demons were beside themselves at the fact that Zakimi was drinking the strongest liquor available to them, yet only seemed to be on an even buzz. Levi and Belphie, however, were wasted. Lucifer wasn’t much better.
“Kimi…” Lucifer smiled drunkenly as he leaned toward her. He pressed his finger into her cheek and laughed. “You’re red.”
“Am I?” she patted her cheeks. “Oh… they’re hot. I don’t feel drunk, though.”
“You are as bright as a beet!” Mammon looked her over. “It ain’t just your cheeks!”
She looked down at her hands, up her arms… Her skin everywhere was a nice shade of red. “Is this normal?”
“Nope!” Satan quipped. Not for demons, anyway… “And you’re not drunk?”
“No,” she pouted. “Such a disappointment.”
“You should have tried the slime,” Levi hummed.
“Okay, I think we’re done for the night. We need to remedy your condition,” Lucifer staggered off to pay the tab.
“Come on, Zakimi,” Beel knelt down and let her climb onto his back.
“She’s not drunk!” Mammon yelled at him. “She can walk!”
“I’m good with this,” she giggled. “I think you should carry me to class, too.”
“The rumors would be amazing,” Belphie sniggered.
They all walked out onto the street, the cool evening air kissing their warm skin after hours of drinking and singing (and dancing). Zakimi had a lot of fun roasting the drunk demons as they staggered home, but suddenly became quiet as they approached the path to the front door.
“You okay up there?” Beel smiled at her.
“Um…” she suddenly felt flushed, a heat coursing through her body that set her on fire. With every step he took, she felt as though an electric shock pulsed through her. She nearly moaned as he adjusted, her hips rubbing against his back as she dug her fingers into this thick, muscular shoulders. “Please let me down!” she pleaded quickly.
“Are you…”
“Now!” she whimpered.
He carefully knelt as she jumped off and ran for the door.
“I guess she needed to pee,” Asmo slurred before staggering in after her.
Lucifer pursed his eyebrows and rolled his eyes for a moment before walking off toward her room.
“Zakimi,” he knocked on her door.
“Goodnight! Sleep well!” she called from inside.
“Is your skin still red? We should really…”
“No! I’m fine!”
He raised his eyebrows and sighed. The alcohol coursing through his veins had given him a bit more courage than he normally possessed, so he ran his finger down her door and sighed. “I know we’ve had our share of problems, but I want you to know… that I’m really glad I picked you.”
She bit her lip as her chest heaved. There was nothing more at that moment that she wanted than to throw open her door and ride out this crazy tidal wave of hormones but come on. It was Lucifer. And he was so very drunk.
“Zakimi… please open the door.”
“I can’t,” she was near tears. She knew if he so much as touched her at that moment, she’d shatter into a million pieces.
“Luci,” Asmo patted his shoulder. “I’ve got this, big bro.”
“What are you doing?”
“I’ll take care of her, I promise.”
“You’ll take care of her?”
“Absolutely,” he giggled. “Goodnight.”
“’Night,” he sighed. He then turned to the door. “Goodnight, Zakimi!”
“Goodnight, Lucifer,” she tried her best not to moan.
Asmo waited until his eldest brother was well on his way up the stairs. “Okay, my petal… let Asmo ease your pain…” he hummed.
She threw the door open and stared straight into his eyes, causing his own to widen in surprise. He swallowed hard as she grabbed a handful of his shirt. “Be gentle.”
She pulled him in and slammed the door behind her.
“Oh my, you look absolutely volcanic,” he studied her red skin.
“I’m so hot,” she whined.
“There’s only one way to cure your problems, my sweet flower. Trust me?”
She nodded quickly.
His face fell into a soft smile as he reached out to unbutton her shirt. As his fingertips brushed across her skin, she let out a sensual sigh. “Don’t hold back, or you’ll be in more pain.”
“How do you know?”
“Come on, you know I’ve seduced my share of humans. I knew we’d end up here as soon as Mammon placed the tray on the table,” he pushed her shirt off her shoulders and kissed her neck, barely brushing his lips against her skin as she cried out. He smiled against her skin, his hands moving down to release her from her jeans as she pushed herself against his body.
“Who are you thinking of right now, petunia? Is it me?” he read her eyes. “Is it… him?”
She shook her head, clouded in lust and tremendous desire though she was, she would not divulge that deep, dark secret.
“You don’t even realize it yet, do you?” he pushed the thick material down her hips, squeezing her ass with his hands and pulling her against him.
“Ah,” she clamped her eyes shut, feeling as though her skin would melt right off at any moment.
He tossed his jacket and shirt aside before plopping back onto her bed. “Tell me, Zakimi… who owns your heart?”
Tears filled her eyes as she glared at him.
“It’s okay… I already know. I’ve known since the first time he yelled at you,” he smirked. “Just admit it.”
“I… can’t…”
“I’ll get it out of you…” he sang. “It’ll be easier if you just admit it to me.”
She shook her head and looked away.
He licked his lips and pushed down his slacks before grabbing her by the ass and pulling her to straddle his left thigh.
She threw her head back, gasping for air as he slid his hands across her skin.
“Did you feel good riding on Beel’s back? Huh?”
“Mmm hmm,” she admitted.
“Do you want to feel even better, riding my thigh?” he murmured against her lips.
“Mmmmm,” she wrapped her arms around his neck.
“One… little… name,” he kissed her as her body went into overdrive. She rubbed her body against his as he held her tightly in his arms. She pulled her lips away from his to catch her breath as she panted, her breathy whimpers turning into desperate yells. “Tell me,” he goaded her. “Whose eyes do you see right now?”
Sweat rolled down her body as the inferno reached his peak, an explosion shaking her from her core as she let out a scream, his name leaving her lips like a volcanic eruption. “Lucifer!”
He stroked her hair, coddling her after her mental and physical release. She opened her eyes and immediately looked down at him.
“Shhh. It’s okay. The truth was buried deep, but it is the truth,” he kissed her. “Even if you’re not ready to tell him yet, it had to come out.”
“I…”
“Zakimi,” he smiled softly. “It’s going to take more than one orgasm to clear you of this heat, and we’ve got a long night ahead of us. Now shut up and let me do what I do best.”
Thank you so much for the messages and well-wishes while I was gone. I can't believe it's been so long! I appreciate every single one of you who checked up on me. ♥︎♥︎♥︎
I am slowly but surely writing again, which means more parts! I'm pacing myself, though, so please be patient. I know my links need a lot of work and sorting, I promise to work on them soon.
I have also started a new page for two-dimensional fan fiction! My love of otome, sexy androgynous people, and reversed harems have taken over (well... I've been writing fan fiction for them since 2015...) and I've decided they need to be read. As my inaugural post on Sunday, I will be posting a medley of snippets from Obey Me, Mystic Messenger, Enchanted in the Moonlight, and Star Crossed Myth.
One last reminder: My stories are 18+. The posts aren't always NSFW, but in general, the story lines are for mature audiences.
Star-Crossed Myth | Valentine’s Day On Earth (NSFW)
SUMMARY: Along with the other fallen Gods of the Zodiac, their Minister of the Crown Alopex, Goddess of Seduction, Ruler of Vulpecula, and younger sister of Leon must continue to fulfill her duties to the King of the Heavens. This includes her duties to Earth on what the humans refer to as ‘Valentine’s Day,’ even though her punishment also included the removal of her wings. Weakened by the Mark of Sin, she is accompanied by Partheno, The God of Love, and supervised by her own Gods of Wishes and Punishments, as well as the Reincarnated Goddess to ensure her job is pulled off as flawlessly as possible. Will her hard work allow her to absolve her sins and return to the Heavens? And will her true love, Scorpio, ever forgive her for what she had to do to earn her fall from the Heavens?
WORD COUNT: 5K
PAIRING: Leon x Dionyssa (The Reincarnated Goddess), Ichthys x Kerasea (Princess of the Heavens), Scorpio x Alopex
GENRE: Otome Fanfic/Smut
WARNINGS: Violence, Angst, Anger, Language, Godly Sexy Time, NSFW
