Obey me reaction to MC who has no problem showing affection
Request by @scr0lling4days0nend ^^
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✧.* - Lucifer nearly choked the first time you kissed his cheek in passing, humming cheerfully as though it were nothing. His composure cracked for just a moment, eyes widening before he schooled his features. “You’re… bold.” But the truth was, every little touch you gave him—hand on his arm, forehead against his shoulder—chipped away at his walls. He pretended to sigh whenever you hugged him out of nowhere, yet his hand always lingered at your back, steady and warm. When you laughed and told him you just liked showing affection, no matter the label, his lips curved into a rare, fond smile. “Then show it as much as you like. I’ll take all you’ll give.”
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✧.* - Mammon practically combusted the first time you laced your fingers with his, swinging your hands while you walked together like it was the most normal thing in the world. “W-wha—MC!! You can’t just—people will think—!” His sputtering only grew worse when you leaned against him casually, head resting on his shoulder, or pressed a quick kiss to his temple like it meant nothing. But the more you did it, the more addicted he became to your touch. “Ya can’t just do that and act like it ain’t a big deal,” he grumbled one night, face flaming red. But when you smiled up at him, his heart gave in. “…Tch. Fine. Just… don’t stop, okay?”
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✧.* - Satan raised a brow when you kissed his hand absentmindedly while reading beside him, then went right back to your book as if nothing happened. “You… do that often, don’t you?” he asked, voice tinged with amusement. He quickly realized affection for you was like breathing—completely natural. You hugged him as easily as you passed him a cup of tea, stroked his hair while he read, leaned into his shoulder with a fond sigh. And though he teased you at first, he began craving it, waiting for each small gesture with quiet anticipation. One evening, when you kissed his temple before bed, he smiled into his book. “Your love… it makes the world feel softer.”
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✧.* - Beel blinked in surprise the first time you fed him a bite of your food without hesitation, smiling warmly when he accepted. Then, you leaned your head on his shoulder mid-meal, humming softly as if it were second nature. “You… really like being close, don’t you?” His voice was gentle, touched with awe. Soon, your constant affection became something he treasured—your hugs soothed his hunger in a way food never could. Every hand squeeze, every forehead press, reminded him he wasn’t alone. One day, when you kissed his cheek after a workout, he smiled shyly. “You give love so easily… it makes me feel full in the best way.”
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✧.* - Belphie raised a brow when you climbed onto his lap without hesitation, curling against him as though you belonged there. “You’re awfully clingy,” he teased, though his smirk softened when you only hummed happily, arms tight around him. At first, he thought you were messing with him—but then he realized, no, this was just how you loved. Every forehead kiss, every sleepy hug, was genuine. It made his chest ache in a way he couldn’t put into words. So he stopped teasing and simply pulled you closer whenever you came. “If you’re gonna love so recklessly,” he murmured one night as you dozed against him, “then let me be greedy. Stay right here with me.”
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✧.* - Levi nearly had a heart attack when you climbed into his beanbag uninvited, curling up right against him mid-anime marathon. “M-MC?! Th-that’s—th-that’s way too close!” His entire face turned crimson when you wrapped your arms around him like a plushie, humming happily, as though it wasn’t romantic at all. At first, he couldn’t process it—why would anyone want to be that close to him? But your natural warmth, your sincerity, slowly sank in. Eventually, he stopped pulling away, letting you drape over him as you pleased. “You’re like… like Ruri-chan when she loves everyone,” he muttered shyly. Then, quieter: “Don’t ever stop loving me like this. Please.”
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✧.* - Asmo gasped dramatically when you tucked a strand of hair behind his ear, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek like it was the most natural thing in the world. “Darling! You’re spoiling me!” He absolutely adored every hug, every kiss, every casual brush of your hand against his. At first, he saw it as affirmation of his charm—but then he realized it wasn’t about him being irresistible. It was simply who you were: a person who loved with abandon. That realization made his heart ache in the sweetest way. “You don’t even realize how dangerous this is, do you?” he murmured one night, holding you close. “Because now… I’ll never let you go.”
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✧.* - Simeon’s heart warmed instantly when you hugged him out of nowhere during a quiet walk, your smile soft and radiant. “Oh, MC… you love so freely.” He saw every casual kiss to his cheek, every hand you held, as a reflection of your pure heart. It reminded him of the Father’s love—boundless, without condition. Every gesture only deepened the tenderness he felt for you. One evening, when you rested your head against his shoulder, he placed a hand over yours gently. “Your love is a blessing. To receive it, no matter the form, is something I’ll cherish forever.”
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✧.* - Solomon chuckled the first time you casually kissed his hand mid-conversation, as if it were the most natural thing. “Careful, MC… gestures like that could be mistaken for love.” But when you only laughed and did it again, he realized you truly meant it as simple affection—and it made him melt. He wasn’t used to unconditional love; it disarmed him. Soon, he started leaning into your casual touches, brushing your hair back just so he could feel the warmth of your hand when you fixed it again. “You don’t even realize how dangerous you are to me,” he murmured one night with a rare softness. “I think you’ve already bewitched me.”
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✧.* - Diavolo was stunned the first time you hugged him in front of the entire council chamber, smiling warmly as though it were nothing. “MC… you’re so unafraid.” His deep laugh followed, genuine and touched. No one treated him this way—not as a prince, not as a ruler, but simply as a man. Every time you held his hand or pressed a casual kiss to his cheek, his heart soared. He adored your fearlessness, your openness. One evening, when you flung your arms around him without hesitation, he held you close, almost too tightly. “Never change, MC. Your love is the greatest gift I’ve ever received.”
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✧.* - Barbatos almost dropped a teacup the first time you kissed his cheek after thanking him for his service, your smile innocent but glowing. “MC… that was… unexpected.” Yet the soft warmth that bloomed in his chest stayed long after. He grew used to the way you brushed your hand against his, tugged lightly at his sleeve, or leaned against him while he baked. Though reserved, he found himself looking forward to your every little gesture, secretly cherishing them. Once, when you hugged him from behind while he cooked, he murmured quietly, “Your affection is boundless… and I find myself hoping it will never end.”
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✧.* - Mephisto nearly choked on his tea the first time you kissed his cheek in the middle of a heated debate. “MC! Are you mocking me?!” But when you only smiled, he realized you weren’t teasing—you were simply being you. Every casual gesture infuriated and flustered him in equal measure. He’d bark at you to stop, but secretly long for the next time you’d take his hand or lean against him mid-conversation. One day, after you hugged him tightly, he froze… then sighed, relenting. “…You’re insufferable. But damn it, don’t stop.”
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✧.* - Luke sputtered the first time you ruffled his hair affectionately, scowling as his cheeks burned. “MC! I’m not a kid!” But when you only laughed and kept showing affection, he secretly basked in it. Though he’d never admit it out loud, he craved that warmth—it reminded him of family, of safety. Every time you patted his head, his heart felt lighter. Eventually, he started leaning into your touches, though still grumbling. “…Fine. But only you’re allowed, okay? Don’t tell the others.”
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✧.* - Raphael blinked when you casually hugged him from behind while he was polishing his spear. “MC… that is not wise.” His tone was serious, but the faintest flush betrayed him. He wasn’t used to casual affection, yet he found himself unable to resist it when it came from you. Your kisses, your hand squeezes, your cheerful hugs—each one chipped away at his stoicism. One day, when you linked your arm through his, he murmured softly, almost reluctantly, “Your heart is… overwhelming. But… I think I need it.”
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✧.* - Thirteen raised a brow when you hugged her tightly after she returned from reaping, her scythe still in hand. “You’re awfully touchy for someone who knows what I do.” But when you only grinned and pressed a kiss to her temple, she laughed—loud, startled, and real. She wasn’t used to love without hesitation, and it shook her in ways she couldn’t explain. Still, she secretly adored every hug, every cheek kiss, every tug at her sleeve. One night, when you linked your pinky with hers, she smirked, voice softer than usual. “If you’re gonna give your love so easily… don’t be surprised if I keep it all to myself.”
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