Reader is visiting Japan from overseas and learns a lot! Meets new people! They have the adventure of a lifetime too!
Cw/Tw - Mahito, Stalking, peeping, murder, moderate gore, attempted SA, cannibalism, unprotected p in v, weird d + cum, choking, spit, breeding knk, public, marking, minor dehumanization, Shibuya incident, angst, fluff, smut
Chapter 1 : The Curse of Humans
You meet Mahito, and watch him from a distance. Mahito is people watching and waiting for Jogo to finish collecting a cursed object. You think he looks cool and try to take a photo but can’t and are confused. Mahito finally notices you and is amused but has to go.
Chapter 2 : Dreams and Nightmares
Mahito finds where you live and watches you sleep. You have to pretend you haven’t noticed him and can’t see him. Mahito finally leaves and you get some sleep.
Chapter 3 : 1 New Follower
The stalking game begins. He’s everywhere and you know no peace anymore. Your belongings are starting to disappear too. Do you call the police? No one seems to be able to see him but you.
Chapter 4 : Predators and Prey
You’re being followed, not by Mahito, but by someone else. You’re scared for your life and what he’s going to do to you- until Mahito shows up.
Chapter 5 : Mixed Messages
Mahito saved you and now you’re uncertain if he’s malicious to you as well. You need to decide if you’ll finally confront and talk to him or not. Mahito answers that for you by surprising you in your bedroom!
Chapter 6 : The Talk
Mahito tells you about Jujustu, curses, and sorcery. He also tells you how he likes you and likes what you both have going on. You ask if he wants to hurt you
Chapter 7 : It’s Only Natural
After learning about everything and Mahito, you decide to try and not be strangers to put yourself at ease. After inviting to hang and going to see a movie Mahito confesses he wants you.
Chapter 8 : Pain and Pleasure
Mahito fucks you in an alleyway and you try to keep quiet to not be caught. He’s rough and leaves a lot of bite marks.
Chapter 9 : The Age of Curses
Mahito and you have been semi dating now for about a month. He finally decides to tell you about the disaster curses goal and his goal.
Chapter 10 : The Shibuya Incident
Mahito warns you not to be in Shibuya on Halloween and to go away from it. You try to learn what’s happening but he shuts you down. Something in your soul wants to tell him not to go.
The memory of your recent mishap kept playing in your mind. It was a complete mistake - you hadn't intended to drench Barbatos in tea. Despite him being more than capable of protecting himself, you foolishly attempted to shield him from whatever toxic concoction Solomon was cooking up. One thing led to another, a massive pot fell over, there was an ear-deafening clang, and Barbatos was on the ground. Sopping wet.
He wasted no time in excusing himself to clean off, leaving you to bear the weight of your sins. Anyone could have easily cleaned the mess with magic, but Barbatos instead opted for a shower for some peace and quiet to calm down. Solomon was left to scrub the floor by hand since he started this issue in the first place.
As all of the castle's linens had been conveniently gathered in the laundry room to be inventoried, you took it upon yourself to grab a clean towel and deliver it to Barbatos.
You could hear the water running from down the hall. It was so loud, you weren't sure Barbatos could hear you. Wisps of steam escaped from the cracks around the bathroom door. You knocked. There was no answer.
"Barbatos?" you called, knocking again. There was no answer. Only the running of water. He was probably already in the shower. You could take this opportunity to grab his soiled uniform and clean it before the stains permanently set in.
With that plan of action, you opened the door. Barbatos was not in the shower, despite the running faucet. In fact, Barbatos was stark naked in the middle of the room. A washcloth in his hand indicated he had already obtained his own towels. He had his back to the door, as if he was just about to enter the tub. He made eye contact with you over his shoulder, eyes wide.
That one second felt like an hour.
His posture was superb. A mix of tea and condensation from the muggy bathroom air trailed down the curve of his spine, fine enough to be in a medical textbook. Your eyes followed, down to the base of his tail and the derriere behind it. Two fabulous, firm full moons. A sight rarer than anything else in all the three realms.
"Did you need something?"
Barbatos' usual polite tone was punctuated with umbrage. He placed a hand on his chest, as though shielding his visage.
"I'm sorry!" were the first words you spat out, on reflex. Coherent thinking failed you in the face of such art. Sentences started falling out of your mouth and you hoped they made sense. "I thought you might need a towel, so I got one from the laundry and came to give it to you. I knocked! I did, I knocked, but you didn't answer so I came in to leave this."
You held the towel forward with both hands as an offering. "And I was gonna collect your clothes so I could wash them. As an apology for, ah, that other thing I did. Sorry."
You stared at the ground. Even Barbatos' ankles were pristine. A little bony, tapering down at the sides that led to his slender feet. You watched his weight shift as his tail curled closer to his body.
"How thoughtful. I'd appreciate if you could hang it on the towel bar. I will handle my clothes myself, later."
"Right, of course." You swiveled and diligently hung the towel up. The dirty clothes in question were on the ground, still soaking wet, neatly folded in a square. You looked from them back to Barbatos. He was rooted in place, not budging in the slightest. One wrong move, and who knew how much you'd see?
More than the current eyeful, that's for sure. More than the slope of his shoulders. More than the rise and fall of his upper body with each fresh breath. More than the sight of his wet hair clinging to the curve of his jawbone and the tenseness in his arm when his painted fingernails wrapped around the tiny washcloth.
"Do you need anything else?" he asked. An obvious cue for you to leave.
"I'm good," you said. It was hard not to ogle at the size of his waist fully unobscured by clothing, and its ratio to his hips. "Do you... need any help?"
"I am fine. I will be taking my shower now." His voice echoed around the bathroom as you finally left. It echoed around your head, too, when he said, "be good and wait for me."
Could I trouble you with a Barbatos request? Something with him being "totally lowkey" attention seeking with his booty (+ Demon form and elevated tail optional) and/or Diavolo or Sheep!MC touching the booty? SFW preferable, however I would certainly not be opposed to a rather cheeky non-SFW if you were inspired to lewd the Buttler 👉👈
Barbatos x Reader Drabble/Ficlet: A Butler’s Excuses
In which Barbatos finds reasons to spend time with you.
Word Count: 1111
Warnings: N/A
AN: I really should get back into tap dancing, it's been too long.
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You didn’t even need to look at your phone to know what that sound was, Lucifer reminding you dinner would be ready soon and that you needed to get back. Diavolo and Barbatos too knew that sound all too well, the merry making and chatter from before instantly silenced.
“Perhaps you could stay for dinner? Or the night! We have yet to discuss your report on the current exchange program.” The young prince’s smile was already beaming at his own suggestion, his butler nodding in silent approval.
You thought for a moment, ultimately sighing. “We already used that excuse last time, if we keep pushing this he’ll start coming over to pick me up himself or sit in on these things to make sure we ACTUALLY talk about that.”
These visits to the palace had become one of your favorite things upon your return to the Devildom. With how the exchange program was handled the first time you honestly didn’t think Diavolo took it at all seriously but it seemed since then the prince had decided to switch up his strategy, now having you drop by regularly to discuss you. How your time here has been, if there was anything to be improved on, anything demons don’t know about humans that they might need to, like how humans get depressed without sunlight and need special lamps so the eternal night of the Devildom wouldn’t make them miserable. However usually they end up being about ‘you’ as an individual and not ‘you’ humans.
To Diavolo’s disappointment Barbatos already began cleaning away the tea set and tiered biscuit tray.
After thanking them for tea and treats you quickly took your leave, little D no. two by your side to escort you out.
Even putting aside the lovely company these visits were worth it just for the walk. Upon getting through the front gates you rarely ever went through the palace itself, instead the gardens to get to your meeting place that gazebo beside the shimmering lake.
One could so easily get lost in the gardens at times the place more like a forest, or sprawling botanical garden. Dirt and cobblestone paths marked the way, a guide by your side just in case though you had long memorized it by now.
On occasion there was a surprise, like Barbatos off in the distance by the gates, an umbrella hanging off his arm.
“I shall escort you the rest of the way.”
“Oh, okay, thank you?”
The Devildom and the Human world may have many differences but at least one similarity they had was the weather and from what you could tell, it was rather clear out, a little windy but even if it did rain you should have had enough time to reach the House of Lamentation. Little D no. two too seemed confused but quickly scurried away upon understanding their duty was done.
And with that the pair of you left.
It was rather quiet for a Devildom… evening? Despite your time there your mind always wanted to think ‘night’ when referring to any time of ‘day’ in the place.
The distant buzz of city life could be heard but the sound you were focusing on was the tap, tap, tapping of Barbatos’ footfalls against the cobblestone road. Rhythmic and light, simple yet lovely.
They suddenly came to a stop, halting you in your tracks. With a pop the umbrella was opened and held above.
.
.
.
It was sprinkling.
“You didn’t have to get an umbrella for me just for this.”
“No, I did. It wouldn’t do for you to come down with a cold from your visit, the young lord would be so saddened by the thought.”
… What was that in his voice; the slight lit, the hint of playfulness on the tip of his tongue.
“Then I must inform him humans aren’t that fragile… in that respect at least.”
“Truly? Even so, it also wouldn’t do for you to return and be wet, that’d be a failing on my part.”
It was tough to gain a more animated expression from the man beside you, but you could easily see how he studied you, your quirked up brow and the giddy, mischievous smile pulling on your lips.
You took a step back out of the umbrella’s protection.
He took a step forward, a new smile on his face. The butler had many smiles, a neutral one, a polite one, a furious one, and now this new one you couldn’t recall seeing before.
You hopped back.
He hopped forward.
You slid to the side.
He slid to the side.
“Mc”
You could not tell the tone, if he was simply saying your name or questioning your actions.
You shuffled back, on the last step hitting your heel to the ground before kicking your foot up a little.
His foot slid forward before he hopped, landing on the toe of the other. He stood so close, just a hair’s width apart.
Sliding to the side he spun on toe before sliding his other foot out getting in front of you!
A small step, a strike of the toe to the ground before a strike with the heel, then a little hop, your back foot landing on the toe. Your partner did a larger leap, one foot sliding further back, maintaining that little distance.
Perhaps it was simply a reflection of the town’s lights on the shimmering stone but you could swear your partner’s eyes began to sparkle. You couldn’t repress giddy laughter as the pair of you continued to dance along, one always chasing after the other, never too far. The clacking of sole on wet stone, the light tinkle of water against the umbrella, and his quiet chuckle your music.
It was intriguing how his movements so differed from yours, something elegant, purposeful and natural in each of his movements, long strides, yours fast, short, bursts of step meant to tap along.
It was beautiful in his demon form, his tail trailing behind his steps almost like a ribbon. It too danced on occasion, lightly curling around you, making sure your differing styles didn’t accidentally take you too far apart.
Taking your hand you were spun around and taking his he was dragged into hops and heel brushes.
“AHEM!”
Lucifer stood there, arms crossed. “You’re late.”
When had you arrive at Lamentation’s front gate!?
Barbatos placed a hand on his chest, taking a little bow. “Mc thought to teach me a few human dance steps on the way here, it seems I got so absorbed in your lessons. I hope we may continue this soon.”
Presents for Wrapping | Diavolo & Barbatos x Reader
1K+ Word Count | GN! Reader | CW: Polygamy
You enjoyed the sound of tearing paper as you munched on sugar cookies, courtesy of Barbatos.
Diavolo clumsily tried to glide his scissors through the wrapping paper as he sat puzzled on the floor watching his butler pull it off perfectly.
Diavolo frowned but he was nothing if not persistent and kept trying. The edges of the paper were choppy at best but it wouldn’t matter if he wrapped it properly.
“You fold it like this Young Master,” Barbatos instructed and Diavolo nodded eagerly and folded his paper over the gift in the same manner.
“Now make these parts into triangles.”
“Right,” he nodded and made an attempt to do the same. He frowned as it didn’t look like Barbatos’s. Not even yours looked like Barbatos’s and you were the one who wrapped the gifts for all of the brothers because they often failed to do it themselves or used boring bags.
You finished your cookie and joined Diavolo and Barbatos on the carpet where they’d made their gift-wrapping station. It turned into more of a gift-wrapping training center for Diavolo as it seems the man who could build a rocket from scratch could not properly tape things down.
Diavolo gave you a pout enticing you to pinch his cheek and encourage him further. He nodded determinedly and Barbatos sighed and shook his head.
“You mustn’t encourage his pouting, ___,” Barbatos shook his head at you but you shrugged.
“He’s too cute, I can’t help it,” you admitted and Diavolo brightened up and smiled triumphantly at his exhausted butler.
“Fine,” Barbatos relented, “but until you can wrap that gift without messing up,” Barbatos walked over to you and sat behind you pulling you into his chest, “___ will be all mine.”
Diavolo gasped in shock from the steward’s betrayal and you laughed and leaned into Barbatos who kissed your head and looked back up to grin smugly at Diavolo.
Diavolo huffed and staring closely at Barbato’s example gift he looked down at his again and back and forth between the two…again…and again.
You and Barbatos gave each other concerned looks and for a moment Barbatos felt sympathetic but when you rested your head against his chest he completely forgot to pity his prince.
Barbatos reached behind him and took a cookie off the tray to feed you. You munched away happily as Diavolo began to panic at his poor-looking wrap-job.
“B-Barbatos…” he pleaded and Barbatos shook his head and wrapped his arms around you tightly.
“Young Master…you wanted to join us remember…”
“Because you were doing it without me.”
“Yes, well…can you blame me?” Barbatos countered and looked pointedly at the presents Diavolo had wrapped.
Diavolo stared at the poorly done pile and snapped his fingers, correcting them with magic.
He looked back at Barbatos happily, “perfect.”
“Not so fast, we agreed not to use magic. We’re doing things the way ___ does them.”
Diavolo looked at you for help but you nodded and his shoulders sagged as he decided to try again.
“You’ve got this,” you cheered one boyfriend on as you relaxed in the arms of another who was now playing with your hair and brushing it out of your face.
You and Barbatos looked shocked as Diavolo’s scissors slid through the wrapping paper with ease.
Barbatos shook his head, “alright. You’ve achieved step one, let’s see you wrap it.” He prodded and Diavolo nodded with a confident grin.
Diavolo set the gift for Lucifer in the middle. A nice tie in a small blue box. Lucifer had been eyeing it while flipping through a catalog so you’d immediately informed Diavolo as the tie was far out of your budget. It was a tiny gift, he’d need to minimize the folds. You and Barbatos watched closely as if you were judging a sport and Diavolo noticed and bit his lip nervously.
He successfully taped the first side down and you and Barbatos nodded approvingly. He taped the next side down and it was even, impressive only because it was the first time he pulled it off. Next was the tricky part—folding down the ends.
He paused and made the motions with his hands before actually grabbing the paper and pushing the ends inward into two small triangles.
Barbatos looked surprised and you giggled in excitement as Diavolo looked more and more proud of himself. Finally, Diavolo folded the paper in and up and quickly taped it down without folding the tape over itself.
Now the final test. Doing the other side just as well.
You and Barbatos watched with bated breath as finally, after twenty-plus tries, Diavolo taped the last edges down and completed a flawlessly wrapped gift.
Diavolo looked at you both, eyes shining, imaginary tail wagging excitedly.
You got to your feet and clapped. Barbatos sighed but lightly clapped for his Young Master’s achievement as well.
“I did it! Look how perfect it is, ___!” Diavolo exclaimed and showed you the box.
“It’s amazing, Diavolo!” You congratulated and kissed his cheek.
He blushed and held the gift close to his chest as he processed your affection.
“How many more do we have left to do now?”
You and Barbatos stared at the pile of gifts—a result of Diavolo going overboard with his friends, per usual.
Diavolo followed your gaze and frowned. “It seems we’ll be at this a while.”
“Why don’t you just watch for now…” Barbatos suggested and Duavolo sighed and nodded.
“Okay, but now it’s my turn,” he declared and scooped you into his arms.
Barbatos shook his head mad tossed a gift to Diavolo who caught it in surprise.
“You wrap that one,” Barbatos firmly suggested and Diavolo sighed.
“I suppose it would be best to get these wrapped quickly, then I can spend all the time I want with you, ___,” Diavolo grinned and his butler grinned mischievously behind him.
“Myself included of course,” he reminded and Diavolo frowned.
You listened to the Christmas music playing over the speakers as you sat on a bench, waiting for Barbatos.
The holiday music was nearly drowned out by the sound of cheer from people making their way around the ice rink, some falling and others doing their best to impress.
You sat there sipping your hot cocoa when you felt Barbatos approach you and turned around to smile at him.
“You’re getting sharp, ___,” he applauded. “I thought I was going to surprise you just now.”
You laughed and stood up, wrapping your arms around him. Barbatos gently hugged you back, careful to not spill his hot cocoa. You parted from him and walked to your locker where you stashed your belongings and hot cocoa.
“Do you know how to lace up your skates?” Barbatos asked and you shook your head and sat back down as he did it for you before putting on his own.
He stood up, walking in the skates effortlessly, and held out his hand for you. You awkwardly tried to find your balance but immediately fell into his chest. He caught you and held you in place with a firm arm as you gathered yourself and found your balance.
You smiled triumphantly and he kissed your forehead and tightly held your hand, walking you to the rink.
“Are there beginning skates, maybe…” you asked as you hesitated to step onto the ice.
Barbatos shook his head and effortlessly skated backward as you gripped the rink wall and stepped onto the ice.
You were surprised to not slip and fall immediately. The skates really did help balance compared to sneakers or bare feet on the cold surface.
Barbatos skates over to you, careful to avoid those zipping by, and reached out his hands for you to take. You nodded and took a deep breath as you took your second step onto the ice. You wobbled but Barbatos used his own skates to guide your feet to the right position to keep you balanced as he held your hands.
“That’s good,” he praised, as he looked you in the eye.
You blushed and nodded, following his lead.
You were unwilling the let go of his hands, certain you were going to fall, and he was unwilling because he enjoyed having you to himself. Despite dating, it was very rare to find a moment alone with you.
Even now, you were surrounded by people, but it was better than renting a rink to yourself where the brothers were certain to intrude.
Barbatos nodded and let go of one of your hands. You gave him a panicked look and he chuckled, hiding his amused grin.
He skated by your side, hand in yours, and moved slowly and flawlessly.
“You’ve got this, ___,” he encouraged and you nodded and swallowed the knot in your throat.
Your nerves worsened when you saw a woman older than you crash into the wall and the next two people behind her tumbling down in the process.
Barbatos quickly moved you out of the way in time and you sighed in relief. You giggled, a brief release of nervous energy, and looked back at your boyfriend, studying you closely.
Certain you weren’t going to fall or crash, not as long as Barbatos was there, you stopped focusing on your surroundings and smiled.
As you held his hand skating side by side, the rest of the world was drowned out. There was no Christmas music, there were no people shouting or laughing around you, it was just Barbatos and his soft words of praise as he kept you balanced.
You felt the stress of the holiday completely melt away as you closed your eyes and let Barbatos guide you, together at last.
Merry Christmas TWO You | Barbatos & Diavolo x Reader
.7k Words | GN! Poly! Reader | CW: polyamory, fluff
You smiled at the decorations lining the castle walls. Barbatos had done an excellent job as always. Just what you’d come to expect of your incredible boyfriend.
You looked around the halls hoping to find either of your partners. You knew Diavolo was swamped with Christmas-related tasks he’d brought upon himself with festivals, parades, contests, and the like but you thought he’d remember you were coming to visit.
Not even Barbatos had let you in, Little D. No. 5 had done so instead and so you’d had to listen to him talk to himself for a good ten minutes before you realized no one else was coming.
You took out your D.D.D. and gave Diavolo a call but it went straight to voice mail. You sighed as you listened to the prerecorded message and quickly switched to calling for Barbatos.
You heard a ring from around the corner and a silent, “Oh dear.”
You raised a brow, confused, and quickly darted around the corner only to have confetti thrown in your face with such force you fell back.
“Oh my,” Barbatos sighed and caught you in his arms.
Diavolo ran up to you and helped you to your feet.
“Surprise!” He said a little too late.
Barbatos picked the confetti out of your hair and Diavolo leaned in to give you a kiss.
“Quickly come in, come in,” he ushered and Barbatos followed you both into his room.
You’d been wandering so long that you subconsciously had been heading to his room where you guessed they were setting up some kind of surprise.
You looked around in amazement. Diavolo’s room looked like a Hallmark movie.
“What…” you said in astonishment and Diavolo and Barbatos both grinned at each other.
“It seems they are successfully surprised Young Master,” Barbatos congratulated Diavolo and you laughed happily and turned around to hug them both.
“So what’s all this for?” You asked, knowing it had to be more than just decoration.
“Well…” Diavolo began his explanation. “Barbatos and I never get to be with you in public, especially not at the same time due to our positions so, I thought that at least during the holiday we could escape here for a while and be ourselves for once.”
Your eyes sparkled and you leaped into his arms. “That’s the greatest idea ever,” you affirmed and Diavolo blushed as you kissed his cheek. As soon as he sat you down, Barbatos was quick to lean in and plant a kiss on your cheek as well.
“I’ve prepared movies and snacks for us,” Barbatos revealed and motioned to the couch in front of the TV covered in Christmas throw blankets, tissues, and comfy pillows.
You grinned and jumped into the middle, you turned around waiting for them. Diavolo dove right over the couch and Barbatos rolled his eyes at him as he walked around to sit down properly.
He handed you the trays of food to choose from and you set it aside briefly to wrap the three of you in a large blanket. Diavolo laughed and scooted closer to you keeping an arm behind you for you to rest your head on. Barbatos allowed himself to relax and lean in close enough to you he could rest his head on your shoulder.
You smiled and held a gingerbread cookie in front of Barbatos’s mouth. He looked at you and instead of grabbing it he gently bit into it.
Diavolo blushed seeing this, “What!? Barbatos you’ve never done anything that cute in front of me!” He protested and Barbatos sighed deeply and chose not to respond to him.
You chuckled and fed Diavolo a cookie as well which he ate nearly in one bite and requested another three.
Barbatos turned on the first movie from a list he’d asked you for weeks ago on the best ones to watch.
“What’s this one?” Diavolo asked you curiously.
“I imagine you’ll find out soon Young Master,” Barbatos said with a finger to his lips.
Diavolo nodded and leaned his head atop yours. You sighed in contentment in between your two demons as the first movie of many that night began to play.
It wasn’t often you could be with both of them romantically but when you could they were the greatest moments of your life and this Christmas season was certainly one of them. That night the future demon kind and his faithful butler both slept soundly atop you as you petted their heads dreaming of what fun they had in mind for Christmas Day.
In Your Arms This Christmas | Diavolo & Lucifer x Reader
3.9K words | GN! Reader | CW: nudity, non-specific parts for GN! reader, cumming, raw-back, shower-sex, jealous fucking, blowjobs, threesome, Diavolo has a voice kink, they enjoy ordering you around during sex, double penetration
You relaxed into the neatly placed pillows on the sofa as you listened to the crackling fire.
The scent of roasted turkey and chestnuts wafted through the air and the sound of classical Christmas music playing over vinyl bounced off the walls.
You sat alone with your thoughts but you wouldn’t be alone for long. Elsewhere in the cozy cabin, Lucifer was busy cooking you dinner as he listened to music and Diavolo was pouring fresh drinks in his robe after getting out of the shower.
You waited patiently for your boyfriends wrapped in a blanket handmade by Diavolo. It wasn’t so much as knitted by hand as it was magically summoned into existence. Diavolo was skilled with creating things but not so much the process of making them if that makes sense. Case in point it was Lucifer making the dinner not Diavolo as Diavolo had previously tried and failed in the kitchen on several occasions.
Finally, the faint footsteps of Diavolo approached the couch and he smiled at you wrapped in his fluffy Christmas robe, hair still damp, with two glasses of human world wine.
He leaned down and kissed your forehead before walking around the front of the sofa to sit next to you. He rested his feet on the leather stool in front of him and sighed happily as he leaned back into the couch.
You quickly scooted next to him and he grinned and kissed your cheek again. He rested his head atop yours as he also watched the fire crackle. When it looked to be fading he quickly shot a spark of magic at it and it blazed brightly once more.
He smiled proudly at you and you kissed his cheek.
“Dinner is ready you two,” Lucifer announced holding several trays of food. “Come eat at the table,” he insisted and you and Diavolo reluctantly got up from the sofa be followed him to the small round table designed just for the three of you.
Diavolo’s eyes sparkled at the turkey and he cut himself a large slice before Lucifer even got the chance to announce what he’d made.
You quickly took one of the fresh biscuits and some steamed green beans. Lucifer grinned at you excited you were trying several of his things.
“Do you like them?” He asked you. “I looked up traditional holiday food in the human world and these are among the list of favorites,” he noted and you nodded mouth already full of the warm bread.
He smiled contently, “good—“
“It’s incredible! You’re an amazing chef, Lucifer,” Diavolo interrupted to compliment.
Lucifer blushed and sighed, “I’m glad you think so…I’m not Barbatos of course but I do believe I can quite easily match his skill in the kitchen.”
Diavolo thought it was best not to argue with that and gave you a look to back him up so you both stayed silent and just nodded along with Lucifer as he explained his cooking process.
Diavolo could have easily finished the turkey himself had Lucifer not stopped him. By the time the turkey was gone so was everything else as you’d packed several biscuits away like a chipmunk stuffing its cheeks.
Lucifer stifled a laugh at the sight of you devouring the bread unwilling to share it was both frightening and cute and he loved that side of you. Diavolo was also amused and brought a napkin to your mouth to crush off the remaining crumbs.
Lucifer quickly took the empty plates to the kitchen and took off his apron.
“I think I’ll take a shower now,” he announced and you nodded. He looked at you playfully, “Would you like to join me, ___?” He asked and you turned red.
Diavolo gasped, “Lucifer you tricked me! That’s why you asked me to shower first,” he stared at his friend with a look of betrayal. Lucifer covered his mouth trying not to laugh at his gullible friend.
Diavolo frowned and shook his head, “a second shower never hurt anyone,” he decided and it was Lucifer’s turn to frown.
“I thought we agreed…” he trailed off and Diavolo reluctantly backed off.
“Fine…” he mumbled and looked at you, desire flaming in his eyes.
He wrapped his arms around you and nuzzled his nose against your neck, kissing you gently. Lucifer cleared his throat and held his hand out to you in invitation.
“Well? Will you join me, ___?” He asked, confident you’d agree and as he suspected you did.
“I’ll just be out here I guess,” Diavolo whined and Lucifer rolled his eyes.
“Don’t act like you didn’t take them to bed the moment we got here while I unpacked for us,” he countered and Diavolo laughed and admitted defeat.
“Touché,” he chuckled and watched you disappear with Lucifer into the bathroom. Lucifer quickly closed the door behind you and you found he’d already laid a change of clothes out for you on the sink. Cheeky bastard never doubted your decision for a second.
Lucifer prepared the water, steamy but not too hot for a human to handle and when he was certain the temperature was good he held the shower door open for you, undressing you with his eyes.
You blushed. You’d never get used to having a demon desire you in the way he and Diavolo did. It was nerve-wracking to be pinned beneath either one of them letting them devour your nakedness with their eyes as they had their way with you at every opportunity. But to be alone in a cabin in the snowy forest with both of them ready to jump you was an entirely different kind of feeling.
Only once before had you been shared by both of them and their eagerness to please you more than the other led you to faint in their arms. They were extremely worried then and had held themselves back for a while but it seemed the tension between them was nearing a breaking point and you were most certain that as soon as this shower was over you’d find yourself pressed between them.
Diavolo pouted outside pacing the ground with similar ideations in mind. He thought about how nice it was to look at your sweating back as he thrust between your legs. He loved it when you’d try to turn around to look at him, it always sent him over the edge seeing your flushed face in ecstasy.
But for now, he was stuck outside the bathroom after agreeing with Lucifer to share your time on the trip. As two extremely powerful demons with dominant personalities, it was a struggle to find a healthy balance while dating you. They’d only come to this arrangement when you couldn’t choose between them. Lucifer was more reluctant to share you, Diavolo didn’t mind as much since he’d get to be with Lucifer more often and he found the tension between them delectable.
You felt the warm water hit your bare back and shivered as you felt Lucifer step behind you. You didn’t need to turn around to know the state he was in as the small shower left little room for you to step away from him.
His length just barely grazed the back of your leg and you swallowed the nervous knot in your throat.
“Are you nervous?” He asked you, making sure you were alright and you nodded.
His shoulders relaxed, relieved he could follow through with his plans and he quickly placed his hands firmly on your hips and slowly let them trail up your body. They reached your chest and he gently squeezed your breasts as he kissed the top of your head.
Even over the sound of the running shower above you, you could hear his small groan of desire. Lucifer knew better than to bend you over and take you raw, a human couldn’t handle that kind of force like a succubus or incubus might. He had certainly tried at first but seeing your face twist in pain quickly stopped any further attempts at taking you like a demon would.
Instead, Lucifer learned your love of foreplay as well as how much you couldn’t stand teasing which is why he took every opportunity to make you beg for him.
Like now, he only gently traced a finger around your nipples until you bit your lip and moved his hand yourself.
“Please don’t tease me like that,” you whispered and he chuckled. The deep vibration of his voice made you shiver and he decided to indulge you.
A moan escaped your lips as he pinched one nipple between his fingers. His other hand held you firmly in place against his erection. He slowly massaged the breast, tracing your nipple again before lightly twisting it enough to get you to arch your back a little, ass moving again this erection stimulating him far enough that he was done with teasing your chest and wanted to progress further.
You gasped in surprise as he quickly changed direction and moved his hand between your thighs gently rubbing his fingers against you. He wasted no time in finding your most sensitive spot and you moaned loudly enough that Diavolo could hear you through the door over the fan and water.
He bit his lip imagining what Lucifer must be doing to you now. The thought sent jealousy coursing through his veins but at the same time gave him an unusual excitement. He couldn’t wait to make you moan even louder, showing Lucifer who’s dick you liked best.
The thought had him anxiously palming himself through the robe. He sighed at his situation and his back slid down the wall as he waited outside the bathroom door slowly picking his leg to the sound of Lucifer finger-fucking you.
Your chest pressed against the cold tile of the bathroom wall as Lucifer moved his erection between your legs while you gasped for air, finding it a little harder to breathe with the bathroom steaming up. Lucifer listened to the sound of your deep breaths with joy as he positioned himself against your entrance.
You squeezed your eyes shut preparing for his girth to stretch you out when he leaned in and kissed your neck.
“Listen,” he whispered and you both stayed very still.
Lucifer eyed the bathroom door so you concentrated and turned a deeper shade of red. “I think the two of us aren’t the only ones enjoying this,” he smirked as you could faintly hear Diavolo’s moans coming from outside.
Now you were certain you weren’t getting any sleep after this shower was over, this was only the warm-up for tonight.
Lucifer focused on you again, pleased with how much he was upsetting Diavolo, and without proper warning, he thrust into you. You gasped loudly, your cry turning into a loud moan.
Lucifer nodded and grinned, pleased with himself.
You struggled to keep yourself steady in the slipper shower so Lucifer wrapped an arm around you and held you in place as he began thrusting back and forth. After a few thrusts, you could already feel yourself unraveling when you whined at the absence of his length within you.
Lucifer laughed and holding both your hips thrust you down onto himself, moaning loudly.
Diavolo’s hand jerked quickly at the unexpected gift that was Lucifer’s unfiltered moan. His cheeks reddened as he came undone in his palm. He stared at the mess in his hand in embarrassment. He couldn’t believe how quickly he’d ejaculated just from listening to you and Lucifer fuck.
He got to his feet and marched toward your shared room. He needed to get a few things ready before you and Lucifer emerged.
Lucifer continued thrusting into you, controlling your hips to ram into him as hard as possible and finally, you felt something hot shoot between your legs, coating your inside white.
Lucifer thrust a few more times enough for you to cum around his again and finally, he removed himself from you, cum dripping still. You collapsed to your knees and looked up at him in shock.
“Did you just…”
He nodded but didn’t seem to regret his actions. Though he had no regrets cumming inside you he helped you to your feet to make sure you were alright. “Do you mind?” He asked and you felt weak in his arms again as his gentle voice prodded for your opinion.
You shook your head and he grinned, “Good. I like the feeling of cumming inside you, I’d like to do that more often.” You nodded in a daze and felt the cum slipping out of you and down your legs, the shower quickly washing it away.
Lucifer finally focused on the shower and ran a washcloth over every inch of your body and in between your wet folds, grinning at you mischievously. You looked away and used the wall for support to stand after the thrusting you’d just taken.
Lucifer took note of the fact you were still standing and smiled to himself, “Looks like you’ve adjusted to my strength,” he pointed out and you nodded still flushed. “Good. I suppose that means I don’t have to hold back as much anymore,” he concluded and your heart beat more quickly wondering what this would mean for you.
Lucifer helped dry you off as you sat awkwardly on the stool in front of the mirror. He noticed your timid expression and chuckled.
“What are you thinking?” He prodded and you looked at the bathroom door.
“Is it about Diavolo?” He asked and your red face confirmed he was right. “Yes…I imagine he isn’t going to let this go,” he laughed and wrapped a robe around you.
He dried off as you sat there mentally preparing for what was about to happen. As soon as Lucifer opened the door Diavolo walked in and scooped you up into his arms off the stool.
You let out a small gasp and Lucifer chuckled and followed Diavolo to your room. Diavolo glanced at Lucifer and with a nod confirmed Lucifer would be allowed to stay. Lucifer shut and locked the door behind him and you took note of your surroundings.
Diavolo placed you gently into the center of the bed which had all of its cozy festive decorations removed and on the dresser next to you was a large box of condoms with only one removed from the box.
Before anyone could remove their robes Diavolo tossed the condom to Lucifer who caught it instinctively. He looked at it puzzled and realized what it meant.
Diavolo was well aware he went without protection and he wasn’t happy about not being consulted. Now it was his turn to fill you with his seed as Lucifer was indirectly ordered to cover himself if he wanted to join.
You blushed at what went unspoken between the two of them as they exchanged looks. You also surmised Diavolo’s intentions—the future king of demons wanted you full of his seed.
Lucifer drew the blinds and hung his robe on the back of the door revealing his nudity to you both. You’d been pinned against him in the shower unable to take in the sight of his perfect body so seeing it now felt like the first time that night. He grinned, pleased you were looking at him so eagerly but Diavolo was quick to steal your attention away.
He removed his robes and you couldn’t help but stare at his chiseled abs and well-defined v-line. You looked away shyly from his erect penis as if it hadn’t been in you that morning but he wasn’t allowing that and quickly turned your head back to him.
He joined you on the mattress and Lucifer walked closer to the bed, observing Diavolo’s moves carefully.
“Diavolo…” he hissed and Diavolo gave him no more than a quick glance.
“You may watch for now,” he said and Lucifer tensed up but obeyed.
Diavolo knew Lucifer’s obedience wouldn’t last for very long so he quickly positioned himself against the headboard and spread his legs open with an eager grin.
“Suck,” he ordered and you blushed. Lucifer blinked in surprise and watched jealously as you found a comfortable position, your head rested slightly against Diavolo’s leg as you gently grasped his dick.
You noticed traces of cum against his tip from where he’d gotten off to you and you flicked your tongue across it, lapping it up and swallowing what was there. Diavolo’s erection grew in your hand as you gently stroked against his bulging veins.
Diavolo ran his fingers through your damp hair and gently pulled your face closer to him, desiring more than just your tongue but you wanted to tease the eager man.
You traced your tongue from the bottom to the tip of his shaft before gently placing your lips over his tip. Diavolo groaned in anticipation and watched you with stilted breath as you slowly took what you could of him into your mouth.
Diavolo’s grip in your hair tightened as your head slowly began to bob up and down his dick, tongue eagerly lapping at him as he moaned.
Lucifer watched impatiently as he became erect at the sight of you sucking off Diavolo who was quickly coming undone. You’d only learned how Diavolo liked head very recently but you were already so good at it it made him seeth, wondering how many times Diavolo hid you beneath his desk, maybe even while they were talking.
Lucifer stepped close to the bed but Diavolo raised his hand. He couldn’t meet Lucifer’s eyes as he felt he was in too vulnerable a state right now. Lucifer watched as his toes circled and he heard you gag as Diavolo’s seed spilled into your mouth with a small kiss to his tip.
Diavolo quickly placed his hand over your mouth and Lucifer growled as he watched you swallow with a pleased smile on your face.
Diavolo gave Lucifer a look and Lucifer took this as acceptance to join them on the bed.
“Turn around,” Diavolo told you and you nodded, turning around to face Lucifer who immediately took your mouth in his lips. You moaned into them and Lucifer quickly inserted his tongue. His face scrunched as he tasted the remains of Diavolo’s seed in your mouth and the back of your throat.
Diavolo chuckled as he watched Lucifer eagerly attempt to claim your attention but Diavolo was far from over and he gently began to trace a finger around your damp entrance. You gasped into Lucifer’s kiss and Lucifer took a moment to see what Diavolo was doing and growled.
Diavolo laughed at his friend’s protest but continued lightly tracing your sensitive hole before gripping your legs and slowly spreading them apart. He pulled you back against his chest and Lucifer was forced to part from your lips and reposition himself.
Diavolo inserted two of his fingers into your mouth and with his other hand gently inserted one of his fingers inside you. You moaned and a little drool spilled from your mouth around his fingers.
With your mouth and hole, both occupied Lucifer rested on his side and took one of your breasts in his hand, running his tongue across it as Diavolo inserted a second finger inside you.
“What do you think Lucifer,” Diavolo suddenly asked and Lucifer’s lips left your chest as he eyed his friend suspiciously.
“Do I need to warm them up much…or have you done that for me?”
Lucifer took a moment to wonder and saw the look in your eyes. He chuckled and sat up to kiss your forehead.
“I think they can handle it now,” he said and you shook your head as you felt Diavolo remove his fingers.
You felt the hard tip of his penis at your entrance and Diavolo used his hands to help you slowly adjust to the tip before he quickly pulled you down to coat his length entirely. You gasped and as you tried to move to find a comfortable position it only grew within you. You cried out but were silenced by Lucifer’s kiss.
Diavolo’s lips grazed your neck and he whispered into your ear, “You’ve got this,” he assured you and you nodded and calmed yourself down leaning into Lucifer’s kiss as Diavolo grabbed your hips and slowly lifted you so he could slam you back down against his cock.
“Move,” Diavolo ordered Lucifer, and your hips were raised in the air as Diavolo positioned himself on his knees.
You propped yourself in your elbows and as you looked up you were surprised to see Lucifer’s dick against your face. He looked at you eagerly and removed the condom.
Diavolo glared disapprovingly. “I don’t need it if I’m only using their mouth tonight,” he protested and Diavolo grinned.
“Good, so then you agree their hole is all mine tonight?”
“That’s not what I—“
“How generous an offer Lucifer, I can’t turn that down now can I?” And he quickly thrust into you. You moaned loudly and Lucifer glared at Diavolo who was doing his best to be patient with you riding his cock.
“I don’t want to wait any longer,” he admitted and Lucifer nodded and tilted your chin up so you could meet his eyes.
“Suck,” he told you and you nodded and swallowed the king in your throat.
Diavolo allowed you just enough time to take the tip of Lucifer’s length into your mouth before he thrust again and Lucifer’s tip quickly hit the back of your throat surprising you both.
“Gh!” Lucifer moaned and Diavolo smirked at him. Lucifer looked away blushing at his honest reaction and Diavolo quickly thrust into you again taking shorter breaks in between as you began to loosen enough to take him to the hilt.
The bed creaked loudly as your head bobbed against Lucifer’s dick and your ass slapped against Diavolo’s hips loudly smacking as cum poured out of you again and again.
Diavolo held himself back for as long as he could but finally, his orgasm caught up to him and he let out a deep moan which sent Lucifer over the edge.
Your eyes rolled back in shock and pleasure as cum spurted into your mouth and down your throat while you felt the hot seed of Diavolo pooling inside you. Lucifer released himself from your mouth and placed his hand over your lips.
“Swallow it,” he commanded and you weakly nodded and tilted your head back to help you take it all down.
“Such a good human,” Diavolo praised as he held you firmly against his cock until every drop of his seed was inside you.
Finally, he released your hips and you collapsed onto the bed gasping for breath as the two demons towered over you, their lust nowhere near sated.
“____,” Diavolo asked and you looked up at him wondering what to expect next. “Since you were fine last time you passed out…do you mind if we keep going after?”
He smiled at you so innocently but desire clouded his eyes as his dick was already fully erect again, as was Lucifer’s who eyed you up and down eagerly unable to hide his fangs anymore.
“I’m…gonna pass out?” You questioned and Diavolo chuckled as his wings sprouted from his back and he grew just a bit larger than before his golden cat-like eyes gleaming down at you.
“I am certain you will.”
Lucifer nodded in agreement as his wings emerged and flapped impatiently while he looked down at you.
It was going to be a long night even before you’d pass out, and it was far from the end as Diavolo had booked this cabin up until Christmas Day. You wondered to yourself if you could handle another twelve nights of these two competitively fucking you, but you guess you’d just have to find out.
There Is Just One Thing I Need | Barbatos x Reader
1K+ Words | GN! Reader | CW: Suggestive
Barbatos’s two-pronged tail moved side to side as he hurriedly ran about the kitchen. His demon form was out and ready as he prepared for the Christmas formal Diavolo decided to host.
He had expected—as any good butler would—that Diavolo would end up spontaneously throwing a party or ball so he’d prereadied many of the foods in the freezer but this wasn’t enough to prevent a big rush. Even with all the assistants in the kitchen and the Little Ds running about handing him his prep tools, his stress still grew.
You happened to be on your way to the castle when you got what sounded like a calm text from Barbatos asking for Carnal Pumpkins so you paid out of pocket at the nearby store knowing you’d be compensated kindly. But when you arrived in the kitchen, it was anything but calm, things were so busy it was Diavolo who’d greeted you at the door rather than his prestigious butler.
You looked around a bit worriedly seeing Barbatos blip from place to place, too fast for you the fathom. He hadn’t heard you enter as the sounds of oven timers, clanging pots, bubbling water, and popping oil were too loud to hear much else.
You stood there for a moment, waiting for Barbatos to get a break but it didn’t happen so you pushed past the staff to make your way over to his prep table, the only place he stayed more than a few moments.
Barbatos heard the chatter of chefs behind him wondering what they could be distracted by during such a time. Before he could silence them he turned around to see you right behind him. His face betrayed his surprise at seeing you smile at him holding a box with several carnal pumpkins.
“Goodness, ___. I’m terribly sorry I didn’t come to greet you,” he quickly took the box, “and for making you carry such a heavy load.”
You shook your head. “No, it’s fine. I needed the muscle anyway,” you grinned, and for the first time since he started cooking, he gave a warm smile.
You looked around at the efficient chefs and wondered what could have Barbatos so worried.
“Barb, can you take a break for a minute?”
“Is it important?” He asked, covered and you nodded.
“Afraid so.”
He nodded firmly and quickly followed you out to the hall. You weren’t sure if lying to get Barbatos to take a breather was going to upset him or not as he seemed quite busy but it was a risk you were willing to take.
You decided to involve Diavolo in your farce as this always got his immediate attention. His Young Master was his number one priority after all.
“I brought you these,” you said and took a paper bag of Christmas sugar cookies out of your satchel.
Barbatos looked touched and made a small bow as he thanked you. “Why thank you, ___. But surely this can’t be all, can it?”
You shook your head and placed your hands on his shoulders. He gave you a curious look with a small head tilt that you inwardly gushed about.
“Diavolo and I are worried about you,” you declared and he looked shocked for a moment but hid it with a knowing smile.
“Oh my. Is this about how busy I am in the kitchen?” He correctly guessed. “If that’s all perhaps you can tell the Young Master to give more than two days’ notice for grand parties. Especially ones with very specific themes like Human-World Christmas and vague menus concepts like human world holiday food, of which none but Turkey exist in the Devildom.”
You made a small “yikes” look and it gave him a small chuckle.
He sighed and shook his head, “I’m afraid I’ve no time to relax right now ____. The formal is in a few hours and I need everything to be ready.”
“Won’t it be cold?”
He shook his head, “nonsense. Not with my ability to freeze it in its freshest state.”
That was another perk of his abilities you hadn’t even considered. Food would always be fresh, you could save it forever.
“While I understand you only mean to help my stress, I’m afraid I haven’t time right now, ___.” Barbatos softly scolded. You winced knowing he’d seen through your lie right away. What point was there in trying to hide anything from him?
He paused in his thoughts, “however. If you have any energy left after the formal then I am happy to spend as much free time with you as you’d like.”
“This isn’t really about spending time with me, I’m not selfish like that. I just want to make sure you’re okay.”
Barbatos nodded, “I understand that. I’m giving you my response. Should you make time for me after all of this, then I certainly will be okay. Your company is the only thing I need.”
You blushed realizing your mistake and nodded quickly.
He grinned in triumph, “Good. Then I shall see you tonight.
You thought back to the afternoon when you’d agreed to Barbatos’s request. Not once did you think the ever-so-proper butler would unlace your outfit the moment you were alone in his room. Not once did you think you’d find yourself naked in his bed, his soft breaths against your neck as he slept with his arms wrapped firmly around you and his tail happily swishing back and forth.
Looking around his room now maybe you shouldn’t have been so surprised at his sudden bold move. His room was full of the love you’d shown him that he’d happily received. On his desk was the paper bag of cookies you’d given him next to a few gifts with sheep-themed wrapping paper. On the bars of his canopy bed were paper snowflakes you’d crafted with Luke for him. Thrown on the floor to make room for you both was a throw pillow you’d gotten him on his birthday and the candles that he’d lit for you were a gift from you when there’d been a big sale. Framed on his dresser was a picture he’d taken with you last Christmas when he’d helped you decorate your tree.
You smiled at the thought of having another wonderful Christmas with Barbatos. The way the season was already going with you in his bed, you imagined it’d be the best Christmas yet.
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